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have a towel in her trousseau?

Am I supposed to pray alone?

May God bless you

with His compassion and mercy.

Is there someone at the window?

Hey, what's going on?

What are you doing?

Why have you turned on the light?

I get scared in the dark.

Look, there's nothing

to be scared of.

It's just my friends playing jokes.

You see, it's a custom.

A longstanding custom at weddings

for the groom's friends to play jokes.

They knock on the windows,

throw stones...

...they bang on the door

and run away.

Sometimes they even hide

in the bridal chamber.

- But why would they do that?

- Look, there's no one here.

Well, when the bride and the groom...

...get down to that business...

What business?

Coming into the bridal chamber...

- I mean, doing together what...

- Suppose they've hidden in here?

Look, they haven't.

For goodness sake!

That was in the old days.

But suppose they've hidden under there?

C'mon, what would they be doing here?

Ah! But they're all here!

For heaven's sake, there's no one.

Have a look! Bend down.

You see? There, it's OK.

Besides...

...no one would really dare

come into my bridal chamber.

Why not?

Are they scared of you?

Well, a bit.

Why?

Because you're older than them?

Do you find me old?

No. Don't think that.

Do you want some sweets?

Come and sit down.

Let's eat sweet things

and talk about sweet things.

Well, aren't you going to have any?

Why not?

Well, you're not eating yours.

But sweets and cigarettes

don't go well together.

Where do you keep all that smoke?

In my lungs.

My dad blows his out straight away.

Why do you hold yours in?

If something's troubling you,

it just stays in your lungs.

So there's nothing troubling your dad.

What's troubling you then?

Well.

You know...

...I was in prison.

- It's easy to feel troubled there.

- Were you in for long?

Quite some time.

Yes, quite some time.

It's fate.

But that's OK.

Now I've married a beautiful,

dark-eyed girl like you.

But my eyes aren't that pretty.

My dad used to call me 'foal eyes'.

No, c'mon!

You have the eyes of a gazelle.

But a foal's eyes

are prettier than a gazelle's.

- That's why he called me that.

- Ok.

I'll call you 'gazelle eyes', though.

But I'm not that pretty.

Here, take a look.

Are you pretty or ugly?

C'mon, there's nothing

to be ashamed of.

Look!

Do you have gazelle eyes

or foal eyes?

You see how beautiful you are?

Which one's a gazelle?

There, that one.

But she has eyes like a bird!

A gazelle's eyes aren't like that.

They're bigger.

Did you make this?

A cell mate of mine was making it

and I gave him a hand.

Yadigar. That was my friend's name.

My name was here too,

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