(Ewa and Henrik both start crying hysterically, Yehuda and Shimon leave the house, close the door, and you can hear their crying from the other side of the door.)
Shimon: Fuck. You're gonna be the one to explain this to Reb Goldberg.
Yehuda: You're the one who didn't tell me we were about to take the last zlotys from parents who just buried all their kids.
Shimon: You never tell the new collectors what they're in for. If you knew what you were in for you'd run away screaming but you get used to it...
Yehuda: Vos?!
Shimon: This isn't the worst housecall I've had to make, and later today I'm gonna go back to get that money.
Yehuda: Are you meshuggeh or evil?
Shimon: Once you do three or four of these every week it's just another client late on their payments.
Yehuda: And you want that I should join you on this goniveh!
Shimon: You see any other jobs around these days?
Yehuda: How can you do this?
Shimon: It's a good living! Look at the Schneiders! A tailor has no new business. Eventually everybody has their clothes....
Yehuda: Shimi how can you do this as a Yiddisher kop?
Shimon: A butcher's a nice living but if nobody's got gelt nobody gets meat...
Yehuda: Shimon, how can you do this as a Jew?
Shimon: Yudaleh, nu? Come on...
Yehuda: Did you see what was going on in there?
Shimon: I saw two irresponsible parents who think that prayers are gonna cure their kids.
Yehuda: You saw two parents insane with troyer.
Shimon: I saw two parents who borrowed money from Reb Goldberg to get charms that everybody knows won't work.
Yehuda: Shimi, how can you, as a Yid, try to make money off people's suffering like that?
Shimon: Nu? What are we supposed tsu ton?
Yehuda: We're supposed to act like Tzaddikim.
Shimon: Yehuda, all you have tsu ton is think about it for two seconds. Rich goyim don't want poor goyim to get money or understand how money works.
Yehuda: Nu? So that means we get to steal their last zlotys?
Shimon: Neyn, it just means that poor goyim are never gonna learn cuz rich goyim won't let'em. So all they ever gonna do is use their money to buy stupid drek they think might work, and it makes them feel better for a little bit.
Yehuda: But we don't have to help them.
Shimon: We are helping them!
Yehuda: You're chazers!
Shimon: We're chazers who're surviving, the only way we can!
Yehuda: Other Yids are surviving without picking goyims pockets.
Shimon: You call that survival?
Yehuda: I call that being what a mensch.
Shimon: How many Yids in Bransk do you think had three meals a day every day last year? Do you think it was half? How many kinder went hungry a week at a time?
Yehuda: Nu? Well if that's the choice, then maybe if Hashem wants us to go hungry we should go hungry.
Shimon: Yehuda what kind of goyisher naarishkeit is that?
Yehuda: It's what any gute neshawmeh would think when faced with what we just saw.
Shimon: What we saw was what we want to avoid.
Yehuda: Feh!
Shimon: You sound like such a goy right now. They're the ones who say blessed are the poor. You're a man now, so let me ask, have you seen any evidence at all that the poor have any blessings?
(long pause and sigh)
Shimon: Nu... look, rich goyim tell the poor goyim that money's evil, so they can't handle it. Then they tell Jews they can't own land...
Yehuda: Ikh farshtey nisht, why does that mean we should help gonifs?
Shimon: We're not the gonifs Yudaleh.
Yehuda: Who's the gonif then?
Shimon: Who's always the gonif? The rich goyim! The rich goyim make the poor goyim handle the land but tell them they can't have any money, the rich goyim tell us we can have the money but we can't have any land. The goyim make us handle their money because they don't trust each other with their money. So then they kill us for stealing the money they already gave us, but we didn't steal it, we just already have the money they want. We have the money but we can't defend ourselves, so there's no problem killing us or embarrassing us. But if they kill each other over money, the goyim can defend themselves, so if they handle the money themselves, they always go to war over it.
Yehuda: What's your point.
Shimon: The point is that this isn't just what we have to do to survive, it's also saving lives. Nu, every time Jews go to a new country, the country always seems to get better. Do you really think it's Hashem who's doing that? It's because we do all the jobs they don't wanna do. We're the money managers, we're the doctors, we're the planners who keep cities clean, we're the businessmen who give people things they need. So we machn gelt. Then we get blamed by the goyim for wanting the money they want more than we do, and they kill us over it, but they're gonna kill us anyway. So if we want any chance to make a decent life, we gotta handle their money.
Yehuda: Are goyim really that fertummelt?
Shimon: You don't know the half of it...
Yehuda: Is Reb Goldberg scared of getting killed?
Shimon: Every day. He has to! The rich goyim are always spending his money. They need more, so they summon Reb Goldberg who gives them the money on interest, they have too much money, they spend it, then he loans them more money.
Yehuda: What happens if they don't pay back?
Shimon: They go to jail like anybody... or they have Reb Goldberg killed... one or the other...
Yehuda: Emes can he get killed? Can we?
Shimon: Sure. It happens all the time.
Yehuda: Why would you want me to take this job?!
Shimon: You got any other jobs lined up?
Yehuda: Neyn...
Shimon: You meet many Jews not worried they're gonna die tomorrow?
Yehuda: Neyn...
Shimon: You want a job that brings in money even when nobody else is making any? That might one day make you a rich macher while your brothers are still smoking papyros in the cemetery?
(knocks at the door of Reb Goldberg)
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