Hunting Elephants Page #4

- What about Rhoda's money?

The big place in Jerusalem?

Eliyahu will not give us money.

You're damned right he won't.

Now, that is my family's property

and my father, I can assure you,

had no intention of it falling into

the hands of a Jewish terrorist!

Well, he's not a terrorist.

One may stop being a terrorist.

One can scarcely cease being a Jew.

We just need a little loan.

It's a small thing.

You're one of the richest families

in England.

Oh, yes, somewhere between

the Queen and Victoria Beckham.

The Simpson family made

their considerable fortune out of tea.

The father of Rhoda and Michael

served in India

and then in the Mandatory Police

in Palestine.

He was a hunter and a boxer.

Now, the father was bitterly

disappointed with his children,

so when Michael became

a theatre actor

his father decided,

in retaliation,

to donate the entire

family fortune to science,

leaving Michael with

practically nothing.

How's it going, buddy?

I'm fine.

What are you doing here?

My mom isn't home.

Hello, Dedi.

- Hello, Dorit.

You little scamp...

I like that.

Dorit,

I might have a lead for you,

I've been thinking

about you all day,

and I might have

a solution for your problem.

I found a monetary fund

that can give you

a short-term loan.

Here, take it.

We don't need handouts.

- Stop it, Jonathan.

Thank you.

I can get you this amount

every month.

It's not much,

I really liked Daniel.

No one at the bank knows about this.

I'm bending the rules.

I bought you a computer game,

"Car Thief,"

but school comes first, right?

Do you need a ride?

I can take you to work,

and you to school. - No need. - Sure.

Yes.

You can exchange the game

if you like.

It says so in the fine print.

Here, see?

You have up to a month.

God is in the fine print, Jonathan.

Come on, Jonathan.

Hey, kid...

Hey, moron.

Are you playing?

I'm getting some tea,

then I'll be back to slaughter you.

Let him win.

Why? I'll finish him off

in five moves.

Let him win, listen to me,

I know him.

What were you talking about?

I asked if he has a girlfriend.

Well, sonny-boy? Has anyone

let you touch her cherries yet?

I met your grandmother

at the Bank of Palestine

in Jerusalem.

She had a summer job there

and I came in holding a gun.

There she was, the prettiest girl

in the world, 17 years old.

The daughter

of the British Chief of Police.

I looked into her eyes and said:

A girl like you needs a man that will

look at her beauty all her life.

This is my address.

Come to me

if you are looking for true love.

You walked in holding a gun?

I had a machine gun.

Were you bank robbers?

You and Nick?

We did it for the Jewish people.

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