Transparent 3×8
Chaim: I can't believe that faigele is my grandson!
Ralph: Do you know how lucky you are to have what you do after what we've been through? We came here to get away from starving. And to choose not to eat?
Shelly: It's not the Holocaust!
Goldie: Do you want a barren womb?
Yetta: You like the meat loaf? I made it with... cornflakes. It's as filling as meat, though, right?
Bryna: Does Mom have a bunker at work?
Chaim: I'm not sure.
Morton: If she doesn't, won't she get nuclear exploded on?
Yetta: No. She gets under her desk. That's second best.
Morton: What if Mom doesn't make it to the bunker in time?
Chaim: Sweetie, eventually, we will all be together in Olam HaBa'a. Not to worry.
Morton: Heaven sounds like more fun. The kids at school said... That the roads are paved with gold and you can walk on marshmallow clouds.
Yetta: Oh, yeah? Convert. Go eat a Waldorf salad. Go to goyische heaven.
Chaim: You want to know what happened to your uncle Gershon? Do you?
Yetta: Haim! Stop that. You're being a schmuck! Stop that!
Chaim: He burned to death in the oven. You want to know why? Because your mother and your grandmother let him run around in a skirt!
Rose: He only does it when he's alone! It's just it makes him happy. It's nothing.
Chaim: Is Gershon happy? You make him stop this, or you get out of my house!!
Morton: Bryna?..
Bryna: You're a boy, Mort, no matter how many of Mom's dresses you wear.
Morton: I just need some time to figure some stuff out. But until then... can you keep a secret?
Shelly: Can you?
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