Voyages Page #3

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What I put up with?

You're self-obsessed.

Here we go!

I'm sick of you,

sick of living with you.

I'm going to stay

in Paris with my cousin.

No way I'm going back

to Tel Aviv with you!

Maybe this isn't the right time...

You disgust me.

Your breath disgusts me.

You never loved me.

Now it's my turn.

I don't love you anymore.

What are you saying?

Enough.

- Go away.

- Where to?

Sit down.

Behave.

Don't worry.

Everything will fall back into line.

It's too late...

to change anything now.

Was any family not afflicted?

All were afflicted.

Those sons of b*tches

and their minions in Europe

who helped to destroy us!

Curse them forever!

I forgot my name was Samuel Grinbaum.

I was a number!

"126-751! Do this!"

What were we?

Nothing!

They wanted my birth certificate!

From Poland!

I don't know where I was born.

Or even when!

Friends, friends! Quiet please.

Let me thank you all

for being here this afternoon

to watch this film

Please come again

- I mean the season! -

on the absorption

You know how much our Club

I see some of you are already asleep!

So I'll end on a lighter note.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Jo Bernstein!

Hi, honey.

I'm fine.

I just got back.

From the Club.

They showed the film.

How's the baby?

Tonight? Get going, then.

Yes, speaking.

Landsman.

Just one N.

Before that?

Why?

Graneck. C,K.

A sister? Yes.

But who are you, Monsieur?

What?

Who do you want to talk to?

Yes, in Paris. Belleville.

Until 1942.

How do you know all this?

Where are you now?

Vilnius?

I was waiting for you to call.

Listen.

I've been thinking all night.

Are you sure about this?

You can't be. My father's dead.

You're mistaken.

With my mother and sister.

You realize what you're saying?

What a commotion!

You know,

I never thought I'd be back here.

I have the letter.

You want to see the letter?

I can't read Yiddish.

You can't?

Did your parents

teach you nothing?

You know,

I didn't recognize you at first.

I didn't know what to think.

You have an old dad!

It's been so long.

You were just a little child!

Aren't you hot in your coat?

All the Germans had left the camp

but people still died every day.

We started walking.

After, maybe, ten days

we were only 60 miles

from the Russian border

and there I stopped.

I couldn't take another step.

No strength.

I couldn't go on.

Good. That's better.

And there I stayed.

I fell sick.

They sent me to a hospital in Danzig.

I stayed there

four, five months, maybe six.

I remember nothing about it.

Not one memory of the hospital.

A mental blank.

Danzig became Polish,

Poland became Soviet

and I, as an ex-Lithuanian citizen,

was sent back to Vilnius.

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