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[boy] Once upon a time, there was a place, childhood.
SINGMAN FASHION
Everybody's got one.
SMART & CASUAL WEAR
Mine was in this store that was opened by my grandfather.
[nostalgic ballad music playing]
This is my mom, Miriam,
the queen of the house.
For her, home and business are one and the same.
The only differences are the prices.
She likes to brag
that customers come in looking for one thing
and leave with something else.
Because they know what they need, but not what they want.
There's a lot you can say about my mom,
but the one thing you can't is that she sat back and did nothing.
Susi and Mirna are my dad's secretaries.
Sometimes, I think that they are the same person
but split in two halves to fulfill their role better.
CHECKS ARE NOT ACCEPTED
SINGMAN FASHION: SMART & CASUAL WEAR
I don't really know how to describe my brother… Eduardo.
He walks funny. He always gets lost, even when he knows a place really well.
And he has a motorbike,
which he likes to start, but he's not allowed to drive it.
[engine revs]
Dad bought it for him.
But he said that we Jews still aren't ready to move on two wheels.
[engine rumbling, revving]
Grandpa's no longer with us, but he left a mark on us.
He would bring sheep from the south and display them in the store windows
so that everyone could see the quality of the fabric.
He passed on a single phrase to us.
-"Go on. Touch it. Authentic merino." -[sheep bleats]
Our dear customers, Singman Fashion, Smart and Casual Wear,
will be closing… earlier than normal.
[boy] My dad, on the other hand… would rather not feel anything at all.
Truth be told, I'd rather not talk about him.
His name is Aarón, and he's in charge of the business strategy at the store.
I'm Rubén, the youngest son,
and everyone's getting ready for my bar mitzvah.
In Jewish law, it means that I am about to enter adult life.
Right now, I'm talking to you with a voice that's not mine,
my child's voice.
But I am about to turn 13,
and everything is about to change
very soon.
[nostalgic music continues]
There's a problem with Rubén's party.
[music fades out]
The Chamber of Commerce asked if it was ethical.
-Ethical? -What we're doing here.
A party requires people to spend money.
We'll be setting up the gift registry here at our place.
They'll come here. We'll be organizing things here.
I'm not sending them to our competitors.
So what's the dilemma?
Our event requires a certain type of attire, Miriam.
And the only place you can buy that attire is here or Marín's.
It's fair competition
if we set up the registry and send our customers over to Marin's.
Set it up here and we're promoting the store.
And if we skip it altogether?
It'll be the guests then facing a dilemma.
[Eduardo] Well…
Aren't they pretty?
-Rubén chose 'em. -Aw, let me see.
The quality of the acrylic is great, huh?
They've really nailed the natural glass look.
But they're silent.
-[dull clacking] -I can hear something.
-Not clearly. [chuckles] -Stop being a nuisance and eat.
We're a culture of symbolism.
-[microphone feedback whines] -And bells are a beautiful symbol.
-They're very strong. -[Rubén, over mic] Singman Fashion.
Singman Fashion, Smart and Casual Wear. One, two, one, two.
[Aarón] Come on, Rubén. We're having dinner.
He's so adorable. What's he gonna say now?
-[speakers crackle] -He's so sophisticated.
We're just a bunch of ordinary people.
-[tape deck clacks] -[synthesizer music plays]
[singing "Chiribim Chiribom" in Yiddish]
[mouthing along]
Mwah!
[in English] Bravo!
[continues singing in Yiddish]
[Miriam, in English] Bravo!
[laughs]
My darling!
Ah!
-[music ends] -[Miriam] Oh! Bravo!
-[laughs] Bravo! Bravo! -[all clapping]
[Miriam laughs]
-[Mirna] Aw… -Come sit with us.
Rubén, why don't you put your suit on? Dad wants to see you in it.
Rubén?
Who's that?
Rubén's not here.
He's gone for good.
When I tried on the suit,
I saw myself in the synagogue as a man,
and it seemed…
-Tell me. -Just awful.
More than awful. It's dishonest.
I'm conning the community.
Worse. It's a false ritual.
Rubén,
do you know where our names come from?
Dad, I'm not Rubén.
I'm Mumy.
The bar mitzvah is all about deciding my purpose,
taking responsibility for our actions.
Miriam was 12 when she saved Moses.
Son,
your name is your soul.
A prophecy, your energy.
-Don't you like your soul, Rubén? -What do you know about my soul?
[Aarón] For thousands of years, we've passed down an eternal flame.
I love you, support you.
I'm asking you,
in the name of that love,
to get to the harbor with your given name.
Then you can set sail as Mumy.
Call yourself whatever.
Toti, Chopi, Chuchi, Chichi. I don't care.
Have sex with a panda if that's what you want.
What do you mean, a panda?
I'm talking about your name,
not about your sex.
Honor it. I gave it to you for a reason.
You are going to read the Torah
with the name that you had been given when you were circumcised.
Dad, I wanna go up there as Mumy Jaia.
For Grandma… and Singer. For the sewing machine.
You decided that?
That's the name you want?
[breathing shakily]
Mumy Singer is bullshit!
Your name… is Rubén.
Ru… bén.
We named him Rubén.
The first of the twelve tribes.
The son of Leah.
Leah, the unloved wife of Jacob.
She called out, "Rubén!"
"Here's your son."
In the Book of Genesis,
one day, Adam woke up and named everything in his view.
Yeah, but this is different.
It's your son, not just some sweater that you're selling.
-Miriam. -Yes.
He's with us now
because I had an erection.
It was my brain that told my penis
to become firm and penetrate you.
-Hmm. -He was first conceived here.
"Rubén."
-Then grew in there. -Yeah.
Any son, until he emerges from the birth canal,
is a creation from his father's brain.
Thank you for acknowledging my part.
I'll do the talking.
Didn't you know about this?
Haven't you noticed he's been wearing heels?
[in Yiddish] "A mother is blind to her own son."
"A mother is blind to her own son."
[tinkling lullaby music plays]
[in English] Rubén,
you okay?
Mumy,
how can I help you?
You really wanna have your bat as a girl?
Can you help me?
[sighs]
So… I, Rubén Singman,
stand here, wearing the suit you dreamed for me,
that, this very afternoon, was tailored with pins to my body…
[Miriam chuckles softly]
…which, until a short while ago, I also believed to be mine.
Father,
I am dressed as a son of your community,
and I say to you,
I'm not going to my party.
I've decided that the bar mitzvah
can fuck off.
It's you.
[pop music plays]
[singing "Chiribim Chiribom" in Yiddish]
[man, in English] What is the secret behind Mumy Singer's voice?
The Kosher Diva.
Mumy Singer, everybody!
[cheering]
Mumy, how have you been preparing for your comeback?
I'm returning to Argentina.
At the end of the day,
it's one of the best places in the world to be Jewish, right?
[singing continues in Yiddish]
[in English] My origin is enigmatic, you know?
I've always had a good ear, and that's why I sing.
And I change my accent when I've been in a place too long.
My main motivation?
The dream.
-[interviewer] And that is? -To make it real.
♪ She cooks and stews and ties his shoes But a middle's what he's standing for ♪
♪ Nighttime comes with silent calls To fill the house with laughter ♪
♪ The rabbi sings so loud The town can hear what's coming after… ♪
So you have made Yiddish very popular around the world.
Why Yiddish, and what do you say
to those that claim it's something that belongs to the past?
I'd say that…
that going back is the only way to get any further.
I've transformed a lament into… a party.
"Clinical Virility."
It looks at the Freudian legacy from the perspective of gender.
It's super interesting.
And super complex, I guess?
You've run out of pens, no?
So what?
Is it going in the suitcase,
or will you carry it with you, like you always do?
[sighs]
I can't believe I'm going.
You're not doing it alone.
[chuckles softly]
[Mumy sighs]
I feel so damn weighed down.
[man] Don't worry, Mumy. I've got you.
And you can pack up to 23 kilos of angst.
[nostalgic French music plays]
[music continues on radio]
-[handbrake clacks] -[music stops]
-[keys jangle] -[sighs]
[music resumes]
[music pauses]
[music resumes, pauses]
[music resumes]
[Mumy chuckles]
-[music fades out] -[both chuckle]
[Eduardo moans] Mumy.
Kids! Sandra!
Hey, come in. Come in, come in.
Okay, here we are.
That's it. Welcome to our mansion.
We've been renovating, little by little.
[indistinct chatter on TV]
-Little by little? -[Sandra] Welcome, guys! And girls!
I'm just in the middle of something, but I'll be there in a sec.
-Come in. -[Sandra] Make yourselves at home!
The damp patch is meant to be there, to remind us we're renovating.
Come on in.
Where are the kids?
You mean to say that they're not here? Oh no!
My kids have gone and vanished, but someone famous--
-[Mumy] Oh no! [laughs] -[Eduardo gasps] Look!
-♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy ♪ -♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy ♪
-♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mimi ♪ -♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mimi ♪
-♪ Mumy-mu, Mumy-mi, Mumy-mumy ♪ -♪ Mumy-mu, Mumy-mi, Mumy-mumy ♪
-Ah! Come here! -[man] Bravo!
-Aw… [laughs] -[clapping]
But look at you guys. You got so big!
-[girl giggles] -Guess what I got.
-[kids] What? -Gifts.
-[boy gasps] -Sergio.
Let's look.
What do we have here?
Gifts!
[rustling]
-Whoa. Look at that. -[Sergio] For Jaia.
-Say "thank you," sweetie. -Thanks!
-[Eduardo] So cool! -[Sergio] And this one… is for León.
-Look at that! A construction worker! -[Sergio] This…
-[Mumy] What about me? -[Sergio] …is for Eduardo.
-No. Oh my God. -Yeah, wow.
-Guys, you shouldn't have. -Amazing. Oh my God.
-These are so expensive. -[Sandra] Eduardo.
-Come here for a minute. -Look. Beautiful.
-Wow! -Did you guys draw these yourselves?
-[kids] Yeah. -Hey, listen.
-Yeah? -You two know where I work?
-Mm. -I'll put your drawings on the wall, okay?
-How's that sound? -Yes! [giggles]
[Mumy] I can't get over how cute you are!
-Did you talk to her? -[kids chatter indistinctly]
Now's not the time, Sandra.
Well, there will never be a good time to do it.
Remember life passes by in the blink of an eye.
Everyone asks her for favors, but you've never asked her for anything.
They just got off the plane.
Spain's four hours ahead. They're jet-lagged.
Give me a little while and I'll go and talk to them.
For once, can you just…
-What? -Take some control, yeah?
Because we wanna sort this out as amicably as possible.
Then why don't you do it?
I did it all.
I'm all out now.
You haven't done a thing.
You just go… around doing nothing.
[sultry piano music playing]
[distant siren wails]
You and your brother look identical.
It's incredible.
It's as if you're the same person split in two halves.
We have the same parents, we went to the same school.
-But it's weird to think we're siblings. -Hmm.
[sultry music continues]
Are you sure you don't wanna see your folks?
It's still early. We have some time.
Tragic.
-What, your family? -No, what you said.
[scoffs] I thought you wanted to bang.
-"Bang"? Since when do you say that? -[sighs]
Oh, "bang," "fuck," it's all the same.
-[clatter] -Mumy, you did Milan, you did New York.
Why don't you do a show here at the San Martín?
The San Martín was my first dream.
[sighs]
Shall I turn the light off for you, or will you be reading?
Yeah, keep it on.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna get up early
and go to the Lacanian Association to do some networking.
Mumy Singer's not the only one who's got things to do in this city.
[cell phone beeps]
[Eduardo] Note to self…
I'm looking at my house from outside,
looking at my life from outside.
I'm doing a practice run for when I come to get the kids.
I'll wait for them at the door…
and ring the bell.
I'll have to get used to ringing the bell.
And tell them before I get there.
Always tell them before.
[cell phone trills]
[somber ambient music plays]
RUBÉN "SEE ONE'S SON"
[sings softly in Yiddish]
[somber music continues]
[undulating lip trilling]
[conscious breathing]
[crowd applauding, cheering]
SAN MARTÍN THEATER
-[funky music plays] -[singing in Yiddish]
[crowd clapping to beat]
[inaudible whispering]
[song crescendoes]
-[music ends] -[audience cheering, applauding]
[whooping]
[in English] Father?
How are you?
Hanging on.
How are you?
-Likewise. -[chuckles]
It's a pity that you came here just to see me.
It's the second time I've managed to ruin a show of yours.
Must seem like I'm craving attention.
You ever heard me singing?
All the time.
Even in silence.
As if that music was coming from inside my own head
and was written with my hands and heart.
Especially when you sing
"Oyfn Pripetshik."
Oh yeah?
Of course.
[sings in Yiddish]
[Aarón joins in shakily]
[chuckles]
-[in English] Just like Grandma. -Grandma?
My number one fan.
I suppose she gave me my ego too.
Mumy…
I will never forgive myself.
You're already forgiven.
Even if you completely forgive me…
it's not enough.
I quit living that day.
I've just been existing ever since.
No, come on.
[inhales shakily]
You did the best that you could have.
[sobs softly]
[inhales sharply]
Sorry, I rushed here, so I…
wasn't able to… take off the makeup.
Huh?
What?
[grunts, sniffles]
[shuffling]
We chose that souvenir, remember?
You can have it.
[Mumy scoffs]
Why, Dad?
If we ever lose each other again…
[inhales]
…I'll be able to find you.
But I can't do anything with this.
-I could wear it around my neck, huh? -[chuckles]
-[clears throat] -I mean it doesn't make sound.
It's plastic. [sniffles]
You're wrong.
The sound's not in that bell.
It's in the ear of the listener.
Take it, Mumy.
Make that bell ring loud.
My girl.
Beautiful hair.
[man reciting prayer in Yiddish]
[mourners] Amen.
[prayer continues]
-[rabbi continues reciting] -[dial tone hums continuously]
[prayer fades out]
[Miriam, in English] Take anything you want.
Take all of it. I'm done.
I don't even have the energy to open the store.
What am I gonna do if I don't open the store?
[dog panting]
I'm tired. So tired.
I'm so exhausted, you know?
And your poor brother as well.
He is so tired.
You know those kinds of people who know exactly what they want?
Not Eduardo.
[sighs]
You won't speak to me?
Forgive me, daughter.
Forgive all of us, sweetie.
[Mumy inhales hesitantly]
[telephone rings]
[telephone ringing continuously]
[dog panting]
-[ringing ends] -[dog panting heavily]
[melancholy operatic music plays]
[music drowns out background]
[Sergio] Mumy, are you ready?
[singing "Hine Ma Tov" in Yiddish]
[child singing falsetto fades in]
-[Mumy's voice trails off] -[child's voice intensifies]
[child drowns out Mumy's singing]
[audience murmuring indistinctly]
[dancers vocalizing] ♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mu… Mumy ♪
[Mumy and dancers vocalizing] ♪ Mumy, Mumy Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mu… Mumy ♪
[scale ascends] ♪ Mumy, Mumy Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪
[Mumy breathes nervously]
[softly] ♪ Mumy ♪
[vocalizing] ♪ Mumy, Mumy Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪
-[Mumy breathes deeply] -[dancers] ♪ …Mumy, Mumy, Mu… Mumy ♪
[all vocalizing] ♪ Mumy, Mumy Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪
[Mumy breathes shakily]
[all vocalizing, scale ascends] ♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪
[Mumy breathes deeply]
The Mumys are exhausted. They gotta eat.
This is nothing. They will starve if I don't get my voice back.
-♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪ -[Mumy] Enough already!
[the Mumys chattering indistinctly]
[Mumy huffs] I'm done.
-I wanna go back. -Just try to relax.
Take a break, huh?
[Mumy] Know what my Dad would say whenever something hurt?
"Growing is painful."
"Why don't you lie down? You'll feel better."
-[the Mumys] ♪ Mumy, Mumy, Mumy, Mumy… ♪ -But then there would be no Mumy Singer.
I wish I could get my voice back,
the way Ariel the fucking Mermaid does, but that's fiction!
Quiet!
Aah!
I've lost my voice.
Do you know what that means?
No one's presence is felt like the dead's.
You can argue with the living. The dead? You have to make peace.
It's no coincidence this is happening right now.
What was it your father said to you?
"Mumy Singer is bullshit!"
I think you're experiencing a regression to your childhood voice.
It's Rubén's voice.
Meaning?
A child has no voice of their own.
Through the child's voice, we hear the father's voice.
Rubén's voice brings your dad back.
It resuscitates him.
No.
That's bullshit, Sergio.
Mumy, this is not a gender issue.
It's about choosing between Mumy as a child
and Mumy now.
Well, like a bat mitzvah.
You know what I need right now?
A pastrami sandwich with my brother.
[woman, on TV] The Tandil Institute of Materials Science,
TIMS, of UNICEN, in coordination with social organizations
and with the support
of the National Ministry of Social Development,
is working on the management and recovery of research…
I need your help with something, Eduardo.
Mm. What?
It's super personal. Super personal.
[chatter on TV continues]
No, then.
I haven't even told you what it is yet.
Can't Sergio?
[Mumy sighs]
-Or Mom? -It's personal!
So it has to be you, okay? Come on.
[Eduardo sighs]
[Eduardo] Mm?
I wanna have my bat mitzvah.
-What? -[scoffs] You heard me.
You do that when you're 13.
[Mumy] Mm-mm.
Girls do it at 12, when they begin adulthood,
or whenever they want to.
It looks like you know what to do.
So… go do it.
I can't do it alone.
I really need to do this with you.
-[Eduardo groans] -[man] Excuse me. Check. Check, please.
Can I get the check?
[Eduardo sighs]
Will it take too long? Because…
[groans]
…there's a lot going on in my head, Mumy.
[inhales sharply]
Eduardo…
I wanna have a goddamn bat.
Come with me.
[Eduardo chuckles]
[woman] For our weekly weather report…
[Mumy sighs]
Lacan once said that,
"You must seize your heritage."
What you're doing is really beautiful. It's a big step.
I'm leaving, Sergio.
Leaving me, or…?
No, not… You're staying.
I'm leaving.
Thanks for letting me know.
"Where you cannot love,
you should not stay."
Well, I'm staying
with people… who love me, you know?
Here.
Unlike you, always running off.
There's nothing more dangerous
than somebody who loves to read.
I'm not just some moron that sings.
Here are all the things you wanted.
The handbook and… the books of the Torah.
Here's the written part. Here's the spoken part.
But it's all written.
Some annotations are more interesting than the scripture.
Now find Rachi's explanations on Dinah,
who was the first trans girl in Jewish history.
Yeah, daughter of Jacob, who transitioned in the womb.
Her mother prayed so… fervently, it transformed a male embryo.
-Never underestimate a mother's love. -"Never underestimate a mother's love."
And if that's not enough to convince a rabbi, then I don't know.
Anyway, women are barely mentioned in the Torah. Huh?
-We can count them on this hand. -"On this hand," I know. Yeah.
-Okay. -Okay.
[distant siren wails]
[Eduardo inhales deeply]
Ready?
Sweetie, you good to go?
I'm good.
[kisses]
[engine starts]
[blows]
[chuckles softly]
Is it far?
An exile to Once is eight blocks.
Is it true?
Huh?
"What can't be found in Once can't be found at all."
Come on.
[funky rhythmic music plays]
[music continues]
[music fades out]
-Come on. -Oh, it's here.
-[doors clack] -[elevator whirs]
[keys rattle]
[tinkling lullaby music plays]
[sniffs softly]
[music fades out]
[cricket chirping faintly]
We left everything as is,
like a museum.
At Grandma's house. Mumy's first exile.
[Mumy sighs softly]
[breathes deeply]
You okay?
But… didn't you think of selling it or something?
We did, yeah, but the succession process wasn't carried out properly,
and renting it out wasn't easy either, so…
Oh, and then, a little while after, Dad started keeping his stuff here too.
-[Mumy] Oh. -Hmm.
Oh my God.
No way.
Look. Mumy.
Huh?
The walkie-talkies.
-I don't… -Walkie-talkies.
-The what? -The walkie-talkies that Grandma gave us.
Wow. Look at that.
You won't remember, 'cause you were quite young,
but Grandma gave us these, but without the batteries.
We went to go buy some with Dad, but they cost even more than these.
So we didn't get the batteries.
Do you remember, uh… remember Dad would always say,
"We'll start getting imported batteries soon."
"Don't worry. They'll arrive." Well… they never arrived.
Anyway, Grandma told us we didn't need 'em
'cause siblings can communicate in their own way.
[Mumy sighs]
[breathes heavily]
[inhales]
[sighs deeply]
[clatter]
[exhales wearily]
[groans]
[Eduardo] Hey. Look what I have.
[Mumy groans softly]
[breathes deeply]
The handbooks for the bar mitzvah course.
[chuckles] The originals.
Do you wanna do a little preparation for your bat?
[grunts softly]
[Mumy] Huh.
No?
[Mumy groans softly]
[Eduardo grunts softly, sighs]
He said I was addicted to TV.
Which is true, because I was so depressed, that's all I could ever do.
[Eduardo chuckles]
I signed up for that class, rikudim, at Hebraica.
Even worse.
I wanted refuge, and all I got was rejection.
[coffee machine whirring]
They didn't accept you at rikudim?
Singing class was much worse.
Hmm.
[Mumy] It was another female sport that saved me.
Wing Chun.
One day, after rikudim class, I saw a tatami on a basketball court.
There was a man there with beautiful hands.
-Papadopulus. -[footsteps approach]
He taught me to be aware of the air that came in and out of my body.
[Papadopulus huffs]
[Mumy] One day, we were doing a round, and it was my turn.
There was Rubén.
He gathered momentum, and with all his strength, he kicked.
When he turned around, the wooden board was still intact.
Papadopulus looked at me,
but he didn't see Rubén.
-He looked Mumy in the eye. -[Papadopulus] You're famous now.
[Mumy] He stared.
Well-earned.
You had a lot to do with it.
[inhales]
And I'm sure I could never thank you enough.
Why are you here, Mumy?
I want you to tell me about Rubén.
I thought I'd lost him, but then…
Well, he came knocking.
And I think I'm ready to let him in.
May I?
[mystical music plays]
[Papadopulus hums]
[Mumy exhales deeply]
[exhales deeply]
[exhales]
You're on the right path.
And the path is long.
But you're not walking it alone.
Your path looks ahead,
but the journey is backwards,
because it ends
where it begins.
[Mumy scoffs] I don't understand.
Look deeper.
Perhaps your other side could be of some help.
What does it say then?
It's not for me to read.
[jazzy music plays]
-[horns honk] -[music continues]
WIG WORLD
-We're open until 6:00 p.m. -[woman] Thank you.
[music fades out]
Lucho Levy. [chuckles softly]
I knew I'd find you here.
Well, obviously. Not all of us escaped like you.
So are you happy?
Let's not talk about that.
It's obscene. [chuckles]
You can talk about your happiness.
I won't take it.
Come here.
Let me introduce you.
Mumy, say hi to my husband, Lucho. This is Mumy and her brother.
Eduardo.
-Hi. Hey. -[Lucho] Hi.
I-I don't… don't understand. Both "Lucho"?
-We have the same name. -Oh.
We were both given the same prophecy.
Oh.
Don't you get mixed up?
Well, we're already mixed up because we're so in love.
[Lucho] Hmm.
[Lucho Levy] Mm-hmm.
[Eduardo] Mm…
[Mumy] Hmm.
[inhales deeply] Well, anyway…
Grandma's walkie-talkies.
These little devices caused a massive breakdown.
Grandma said we had issues with communication,
so she gave us the walkie-talkies but no batteries.
But these are going to need lithium batteries, and I don't…
-Nine volts. -And they're no longer being manufactured.
Hmm.
-Hmm. We don't sell them? -Nope.
They're not available.
-[Mumy] Really? -[Lucho Levy] Mm-mm.
Not even for Mumy Singer?
There's really no market price for them, and it's not like you can just…
-It's very… -[Lucho smacks lips]
Look, the price doesn't matter, Lucho.
Anyway, I thought you'd have something… in your storeroom.
[whispers] We have some in the back.
Hmm?
-[drawer clatters] -[keys jangle]
-Come. -[Mumy chuckles] All right.
Can you hang onto this, please?
We'll be right back.
[whispers] Behave yourselves.
This is human hair. It's excellent.
One hundred percent natural, every single one.
The storerooms in the neighborhood are connected underground,
like a secret network, in case of an attack.
Come here.
You nervous?
No.
You?
Well, that's good.
Because I felt like you were staring at me quite a bit.
Just because I like men, doesn't mean I like all men.
[Eduardo] Hmm.
And I'm not really into married straight guys, you know?
-Seems like you're about to be divorced. -How can you tell?
As soon as you walked in, I thought,
"He's lost, searching for what's right in front of him."
You haven't told your parents.
You don't know how you'll ever relate to your kids.
It's not something I know…
I mean… [sighs]
Before I was on solid ground, she'd give me a nasty look.
That's normal, but… this is…
This… [inhales deeply]
It's like an abyss.
Call her now.
-Tell her. -No, I can't.
No.
She wants a proposal.
I don't…
[exhales]
…have anything yet.
I've seen guys dive into the pool.
Other guys
take the steps all slow.
I can't even find the pool.
[jaunty accordion music plays]
-[music fades out] -Boys, boys, boys.
Can someone tell me what we're doing?
-Yes? -We're rehearsing?
The choreo.
We talked about this, guys. Right?
Our eyes must close
when we look to Jerusalem,
'cause if God manifests Himself, we cannot see Him.
Intention.
Guys, you know how important it is, or it's just meaningless.
Are we sad because Mumy has left?
[all, glumly] Yeah.
What shall we do? Drown in our misery?
-Yeah. -No!
-No. -No.
[Miriam] No.
We are rehearsing choreography for her bat.
Now are we gonna do it with joy or sadness?
-[all] Uh… with joy? -With joy.
Joy, yes.
If we do it like that,
we do it much better,
and then our performance will be incredible.
There's meaning behind it. It's not just an ass shake.
Okay, from the top.
You're filling my home with poetry.
[Sergio breathes deeply]
[accordion music resumes]
[music ends]
[breathes heavily]
Now I know what it's like to be Mumy.
[man, over microphone] Hello, hello. Hello.
-[man speaks in Hebrew] -[tapping on microphone echoes]
[in English] Hello, hello. Shabbat shalom, Shabbat shalom.
Hello, hello, hello. Hello.
Baruch haba.
How are you, Garfunkel?
The Singman brothers.
You look, uh… [chuckles awkwardly]
….different, uh…
Hmm? And bright!
A bit more… Your skin's much brighter.
All of us are… a little different, Garfunkel.
Thanks.
Garfunkel, we're here for something a little
urgent.
We have some unfinished business,
in that my sister wants to celebrate her… bat mitzvah.
Bat.
With, uh… with…
-With a "T." -Mm-hmm.
A boy that is born as a boy
has certain precepts that a natural-born girl doesn't have.
The circumcision, uh, wearing the tefillin. Mm…
A bar mitzvah is an issue that's biological.
The girls are the ones who do a bat mitzvah.
[inhales deeply]
We're not talking biology, Garfunkel.
And I'm not giving you sex education in a synagogue. No.
[inhales hesitantly]
There will be no way Rubén will be able to have a bat mitzvah,
no matter how it is you may be feeling at the moment.
The Torah cannot make an exception for your emotions, at all,
or it wouldn't be the Torah.
It's law.
It must remain constant amongst variables.
Or "trans mitzvah"? Could you do something like that?
What?
Or a "trans… mitzvah"?
Uh, did you just make that up on the spot?
If I'm being honest here, you might wanna trademark that. [chuckles]
Garfunkel, do you know anyone who might be more open to change?
There will be no trans mitzvah happening.
Look, I'm as Jewish as it gets.
So it's your loss.
I'm gonna find someone else.
-[Garfunkel] Rubén. -Time to go.
You were tolerated by everyone. You are the one who left.
I'm not here to be tolerated like that.
I'm not gluten, or lactose, yeah?
Bye, Garfunkel.
You're boring.
-[kisses] -[clatters]
[microphone feedback whines]
It's simple, Sandra, uh…
Listen, it's, uh, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday.
[hesitates]
-No. The proposal, what is it? Go on. -Look, it's Monday… Look…
What's the proposal?
Wait. Let me… let me just think about it, 'cause I'm not sure yet.
Okay, well, you gotta think harder. Yeah?
Sure, yeah.
[sighs]
Sandra, I don't… don't have a proposal.
It's a… a rather complex situation with multiple issues.
So the three important ones are alimony…
Well, we'll see.
Then there's which days you…
Let's try to come up…
Then there's our… our car.
Uh, and… and…
A-And then there are extra events, like summer and winter vacation.
Then birthdays too.
I think we should do those together,
'cause it's good
for the kids to see both…
Could be weird for us.
Um… [sighs]
[groans]
[strained vocalizing]
Ugh.
[Mumy continues vocalizing]
[knocking on door]
Hey. It's Mario, the superintendent.
[Mumy continues vocalizing]
-[door lock clacks] -[door opens]
[Mario] Sorry to bother you, but there was someone looking for you.
Some man wearing a kippah.
He might've been maybe a cousin?
Sister doing well?
[Mumy vocalizing]
-Yeah, good. -Good.
Do you happen to have any wood?
Any wood?
Yeah, some wood to, uh… block a door, put in a fire, or change someone's fate?
[Mumy vocalizing scales]
[Eduardo] Um…
-That's perfect. -Would this…
Yeah.
-[Eduardo exhales] -Nothing more real than sorrow.
[vocalizing continues]
This is Graciela Cohen. She's your…
-Benei. -…Benei mitzvah planner.
My what?
Benei mitzvah or "they mitzvah" is…
Well, it's a celebration,
uh, without gender, or gender-fluid.
Ah…
The "fluidish"?
Benei mitzvah means "us."
We avoid pronouns, things like "son," "daughter."
-We try to-- -But I… I'm the daughter of my father.
-Aarón Singman. -[Graciela] Mm-hmm.
Hmm. So… we would identify as children--
No, no, no. You've misunderstood, because, look, I'm his daughter.
A woman.
You can do your Judaism how… Your Judaism is always yours to decide.
-Oh yeah? -You can absolutely be whatever you want.
Wow. I had no idea I could be whoever I wanted.
-You can wear tefillin… -I'm such an idiot.
We're happy to embrace whatever gender that you… you would like.
You can wear tefillin all day long if you want to.
-All day long? -[Graciela] Of course. This is, uh…
-You-you… you're in the right place here. -That so?
-Your happiness is… -[Mumy] Sure.
…very sacred.
-The tree of life is giving your-- -How wonderful.
You really don't seem like actual Jews to me.
Is it just some sort of label to you, is that it?
I mean, what you're suggesting is totally fraudulent.
-[sighs] -I want to reconnect.
Do you even know what that is?
Where the hell did you find her?
-I wanna be clear… -Over the rainbow or something?
[Miriam] Sometimes I wonder if Eduardo and Mumy were one person,
what would they be like?
What kind of entity?
As parents, do we… give parts of ourselves to all our children?
Huh?
This is the family booklet.
[chuckles]
We're all in here.
Uh, Aarón, well…
Eduardo.
And there's Rubén, Mumy.
And Juan Bautista.
It's the name Aarón wanted to use, the doctor's name, if he had saved him.
Imagine that.
"Juan Bautista Singman."
I didn't know I could get pregnant.
That's why Mumy was born much later.
Sometimes I think… that son who… who was never present, he…
Well, maybe he…
could've caused Eduardo and Mumy to never settle fully.
[Sergio exhales softly]
The truth is…
I blame myself a lot.
You're not responsible for any of it.
I wanna know where… it comes from.
The origin. [chuckles softly]
What origin?
It's lost to that which is founded.
I don't get it.
[Sergio inhales]
-Picture the office. -Yes.
-What's its origin? -Hmm.
We've got the plans, or the drawings you did as you planned.
Mm… budget for renovations, the stairs.
It's impossible to reconstruct.
And even if it were…
So there is no origin.
There is, but it's better, because we invent it again.
[man, over tablet] God never sends burdens that we cannot carry.
We have to embrace this Talmudic principle
and treat each person according to the gender by which they live.
In the case of Mumy, who is a woman, we would have a bat…
-Was the phone call difficult? -[tablet beeps]
-[man] The Chuppah? -I did it in your name.
[man] It symbolizes Abraham's first marital…
Eduardo, I'm bored.
[man] The guests will then call on the name…
-I'm so, so bored. -…of the Lord. We Jews…
I thought your life was like a theme park.
-This underlines my previous point. -What can we play?
-Mumy will choose… -What games did we play as kids?
…between a bat and a bar.
[funky pop music playing]
[walkie-talkie beeping]
[sustained beep]
[static crackles]
-[button clacks] -Morse. Morse. Morse.
[beeping and crackling continues]
[music continues]
[beep]
[beeping quickens]
I saw you. I saw you. I saw you.
Oh, no, no. No, no.
[static crackles]
[beeping]
Paso Street.
Follow the sound of the truck.
Over.
Chiribim, Chiribom?
[breathes excitedly]
-It's so beautiful. -[static crackles]
[beeps]
[breathing heavily]
[Eduardo grunts]
-Hmm. -[laughs]
So then? What's my prize?
-There. -[funky music continues]
[in Yiddish] ♪ I go away ♪
♪ Where the song may take me ♪
♪ I return to my street ♪
♪ I go away where the song may take me ♪
♪ Where the song may take me ♪
♪ I return to my street ♪
♪ With the voice of my dreams ♪
♪ Mitzvah, mitzvah ♪
♪ Mitzvah ♪
♪ Mitzvah, mitzvah ♪
♪ Mitzvah ♪
♪ The prophet listens silently ♪
♪ My voice is my dream ♪
♪ I return to my street ♪
♪ To sing my sadness away ♪
♪ Listen to the silence ♪
♪ My voice, my dream ♪
[in Spanish] ♪ I go, I go so far away ♪
♪ Wherever the song will take me ♪
[in Yiddish] ♪ Ay, ay, ay Dream, dream, dream ♪
♪ Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay ♪
♪ To sing my sadness away ♪
♪ I dream, I dream, I dream Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay ♪
♪ To sing my sadness away ♪
♪ That is my dream ♪
♪ I go back to my street ♪
[music crescendoes]
[music fades out]
[chair squeaking]
[eerie intriguing music plays]
Welcome, son.
[ceiling fans whirring]
[music fades]
[water lapping gently]
[intriguing music continues]
[water splashes]
[both panting]
[both laughing]
[Mumy gasps]
[Eduardo pants]
What are you doing here?
I have a message for you.
Me and Eduardo…
Eduardo?
-You're working together? -Mumy, listen to him.
Aarón… spent his life trying to fix that night.
He obsessed over the solution.
In his desperation,
well, he looked up "Rubén" in gematria,
Hebrew numerology.
"Reu" is "to see."
"Ben" is "son."
"Rubén," "son seen by God."
"To see a son."
"But my son feels like he's a daughter," thought Aarón.
This made him do
the only real creative thing that he ever did.
He took a letter
from the ancient alphabet of Hebrew,
and thought of "bat."
"Reubat."
"To see a daughter."
He calculated the energy carried by both words, he got a ballpark figure,
and the difference between "Reuben" and "Reubat" was 350.
He found 350 in numerology,
and he got the word "shimut."
-"Conversion." -Conversion.
Rubén… gave him the key to discovering the secret.
Secret?
That fate doesn't lie in a person's name,
but in their dream.
And so, with Rubén,
it was always there.
The dream of Mumy was in fact the prophecy.
Dad always knew that you were right, Mumy,
that you should have had a bat.
He just didn't know how to tell you.
You, as a woman, according to the mysteries…
-No. No. -…of kabbalah…
I wanna celebrate the bar mitzvah for Rubén, not Mumy.
Rubén.
No, no, hang on a second.
When you were Rubén, you wanted it as Mumy.
Now that you're Mumy…
-You trying to kill me? -[scoffs]
Fifty rabbis, we've met with.
[scoffs] I wanna do it for Rubén.
Mumy will just be the instrument he uses.
No, no. No way. We're not doing a bar mitzvah, Mumy.
You can't have a bar mitzvah.
Forget it. We're going to do a bat.
And according to authorities in the trans--
Wait. What authorities? Who's authorizing?
Who the fuck has the authority, huh?
I mean, I appreciate that you wanna be part of the show,
but I really don't want your "authority"
or your opinion.
What do you mean, "the show"?
What, you think we're waiting for you to come on stage just to applaud you?
Is that it?
For God's sake, Mumy, why are you being this way? Come on.
You've been treating me horribly for days.
And Sergio, our mother, your dancers, everybody.
I'm Mumy Singer.
You do not speak to me like that.
And I am Eduardo Singman.
Sing… man.
Because I didn't change my name
that means it's worthless since it's my father's?
When we sent you photos of the store,
your sole response was to say the window display sucked.
-That's a lie. You're lying! -That's the truth.
-Yes, it is. You did that. -You're lying. No.
Just 'cause you're hurt, doesn't mean you can hurt others.
-I'm hurt, am I? -Mm-hmm.
And you?
Have you seen yourself?
Your life?
An attempt at a job,
an attempt at a marriage.
You're too much of a wimp to try.
-That's too far. -It's not too far at all.
-I'm your older brother, Mumy… -No.
…and you've gone too far.
[Sergio] Aarón's legacy was too heavy to be handed down directly.
What he needed was a mediator.
A guy like me, disposable,
to convey this message to you.
And now that both of you have received it,
do with it what you will.
[bell tinkles softly]
[jingles softly]
[piano note playing repeatedly]
[higher note playing repeatedly]
[note playing]
[higher note playing repeatedly]
[lower note playing repeatedly]
[higher note playing repeatedly]
[note repeating loudly]
I'm afraid these boards are pretty useless to me.
There's a prophecy written right on them, so…
-[Eduardo] A prophecy? -Yeah, a prophecy.
-[Eduardo] You know how to read it? -[pigeon coos]
You probably know the allegory
that Walter Benjamin told Ernst Bloch?
Uh, Walter? No, I don't. No.
There was a rabbi, a true kabbalist, and he said,
to regain the reign, that is the reign of peace,
it's not necessary at all
to wreck the whole world.
A simple push is enough.
Mm, like a cup, a tree, maybe a stone.
But that little push is so difficult.
It's too hard to measure it.
Not something humans can do.
So we wait for the Messiah.
The Messiah?
[Mario] Mm.
Do you know when the Messiah will come?
When?
When we don't need him anymore.
The Messiah's me and you.
Abulafia said so. "You are he, and he is you."
It's inside us. No one's gonna come and save us.
It's a state of mind.
Abulafia?
-[Mario] Abulafia. -Abulafia of Toledo?
-Abulafia. -[Eduardo] He was the best.
-Abulafia. [chuckles] -[pigeon coos]
What you got there?
Oh, just one of my rescue pigeons, that's all.
This one's blind.
And how do you know that?
A virus ravaged both eyes.
If I let him outside, the eaglets will kill him in two seconds.
Will it get better?
Nope.
How will it live?
-Eh, the same. Here you are. -[wings flutter]
[pigeon cooing]
[Eduardo breathes deeply]
[lively accordion music plays]
[Sergio, over microphone] Singman Fashion.
Welcome to Singman Fashion.
[the Mumys chatter indistinctly]
Go on. Touch it.
Authentic merino.
[music continues]
[music ends]
Miriam, I hope this won't offend you.
What's happened now, huh? What is it?
I want us to go for coffee.
But why? We have plenty here, no?
We haven't been out since Aarón.
That's true.
Do you have a favorite café or patisserie?
And the Mumys? We tell them…
We can leave them a note.
Uh…
"We'll be right back."
-"We've gone out to splurge a little." -Perfect.
[accordion music resumes]
[music ends]
[Eduardo] Come on, Mumy. Let's be friends again.
We were both tense the other day. I wasn't explaining myself well.
But… that's why I have Dad's folder with me.
I want you to take a good look.
Yeah?
In here is a guy that our father found
who thought to integrate all people that were
cast outwards, get it?
Anyone that didn't fit in or match,
this rabbi… would rebuild their religious connection.
You see?
This is the only person, this one,
who can help with our issue.
You see? Here, look at this.
[Mumy] Dad did all of this?
How old is this man?
[Eduardo] He's ageless. I don't know.
-I don't follow, Eduardo. -You remember at Hebraica? In the pool?
Where did you go?
-That way. -That way.
Where did I go?
-Which way? -That way.
That way. Well, they seem like opposites, right?
Those arrows that seem like opposites,
if they keep going on and on and on, they meet again at a single point,
and they form a circle, a circle of union.
That's the symbol for Abulafia.
-You remember Abulafia? -Abulafia?
I told you about the mystic from the 13th century.
Abulafia, who?
Mumy, it doesn't matter where we go. We always come back to the origin.
We're always in the same place.
There are no real opposites. Don't you see? No bar, no bat.
It's a circle.
There's transmutation.
We gotta go.
-We gotta go. We can't not go, Mumy. -Where?
To the circle.
-What circle? -The center! The center of the circle.
But where's this center of the circle?
In Toledo.
That's the only place where you can have your bat.
The place that exiled us 500 years ago.
What? What are you…
These are two tickets to Madrid. The plane leaves tomorrow at 9:50 a.m.
-What the hell? -[Eduardo chuckles]
It's my gift to you, Mumy.
Wait, but how did you get these, Eduardo?
Online. I bought 'em.
I got them with my savings for the… the divorce.
Mumy, I wanna go.
You gotta come with me. I've never been on a plane.
I'm going.
[inhales deeply]
If you wanna come,
if you wanna bring little Rubén,
if you both wanna come.
-Hmm? -[Spanish guitar music plays]
[beat thumping]
[up-tempo guitar music continues]
[funky music plays]
-[music ends] -[Eduardo] Are you gonna use it?
[church bell chimes]
What?
The travel kit from the plane.
No, have it.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
-[bag unzips] -One for each kid.
[sniffs]
[vehicle approaches]
-What, uh… are we waiting for? -[vehicle door opens]
-The churros. -[vehicle door shuts]
[man] How was your flight?
Freddy!
-Churritos. -Ah, I love you.
I thought the budget for this dream was flying economy.
Yeah, yeah, that was the original plan,
but travelling with Mumy is like being in a state of permanent upgrade.
-[Mumy moans] -Everybody comes for the light.
I tell 'em to be wary of the light, get yourself a good pair of sunglasses.
Don't take any risks.
Even being Mumy Singer, you have to be careful.
[Eduardo sighs]
I'll handle any arrangements for you, 'kay?
-So did you find him? -The mystic?
-Yeah, Abulafia's disciple. -Working on it. [grunts]
You are our point of contact with the divine.
Silly me. Thought I was your agent.
You know, hermit mystics can be found anywhere, even in Finland.
-How will we find him, huh? -When you see him, you will sing.
-Or maybe he'll sing to you. [chuckles] -[Mumy chuckles]
If we want the mystic to come out of his cave, you've gotta sing.
-I love you, Freddy. -Back at ya.
[sighs, clears throat]
Take the back seat.
[funky music resumes]
You booked me a show?
[Freddy] Eh… it's just for some friends of mine.
-An easy gig. -I am not singing, Freddy!
[Freddy] Think of this pit stop as part of your journey.
[Eduardo] Mumy, it's the last little push we need for everything to change.
[Freddy laughs] Sorry.
-[handbrake clacks] -[music fades]
Here.
[man sighs] Hi, Freddy.
How are ya?
Mumy.
We're expecting 250 guests, but no one's here.
[Mumy] And the bride?
-[people chattering] -[woman sobbing]
[crying, speaking indistinctly]
[bride crying, speaking in Hebrew]
-[in English] What's she saying? -[bride speaking in Hebrew]
[crying]
[in English] Lots of people won't make it here.
-[Mumy sighs] -[bride sobs]
[groom] We weren't able to get married in Israel, like we wanted. Understand?
[bride] Mumy…
[speaks in Hebrew]
[Mumy, in English] Sorry?
"Mumy, please sing for us."
[speaks in Hebrew]
[groom, in English] "So that people will find us."
[speaks in Hebrew]
[in English] "So we can finally get married."
This is all part of the journey, Mumy, even if it doesn't seem like it.
The first step to finding oneself is being lost in exile.
When somebody's feeling lost, it's a good thing.
There's a reason for me to be here.
And you should be singing.
I've lost my voice, Freddy. It's impossible.
-[Freddy] Hmm. -[Mumy inhales]
Eduardo.
We are gathered here today…
to celebrate
this beautiful couple and their love.
Congratulations.
And I wish lifelong happiness and love for you both.
You know I too… I too have a love.
And I hope it'll last me forever.
I'd like to dedicate this song today to that love.
["En Lo Bueno y en Lo Malo" plays]
[in Spanish] ♪ When you were born ♪
♪ I was barely six ♪
♪ It was such a joy ♪
♪ I would soon have a brother ♪
♪ And you were born ♪
-[flute flutters] -♪ At ten past nine ♪
♪ One morning at the end of May ♪
♪ And my excitement was so great ♪
♪ That I held you in my arms ♪
♪ I had completely forgotten ♪
-[music lifts] -♪ That I wanted a brother ♪
♪ As I grew up ♪
♪ I always wanted to be close to you ♪
♪ You seemed big to me ♪
♪ Even though you were only ten ♪
-♪ And by following you… ♪ -[glass cracks]
-[guests cheer] -♪ I started to walk ♪
♪ The path that you showed me ♪
[cheers and applause]
♪ And today, from my childhood ♪
♪ To my youth ♪
♪ I have memories that won't fade away ♪
♪ That I carry with me ♪
♪ My beloved brother ♪
♪ Siblings in the good times and the bad ♪
♪ Always together, always close ♪
♪ Without demanding anything in return ♪
♪ Siblings in the sweet times And the bitter ones ♪
♪ We learned to listen to each other ♪
♪ And to understand each other instantly ♪
-[Mumy laughs] -[music continues] ♪ We are together ♪
♪ And that hasn't changed ♪
♪ Down the same path ♪
♪ Fighting for what we love ♪
♪ I thank God I still count on you ♪
♪ Every step of the way ♪
♪ Because next to you ♪
♪ I learned to live… ♪
-[music ends abruptly] -[motor rumbling]
[metal cans clinking]
[Mumy grunts]
[huffs]
[sighs]
[huffs]
[sighs]
Abulafia is gonna appear out of one of these mountains.
[Mumy] You sure this is the place?
[sighs]
I think we might've come here for nothing.
No. No, no, no, no.
He'll only come out of his cave
if he hears a voice or a sound that makes him realize he should come out.
[Mumy] What sound? What sound?
Huh?
[Eduardo] Chiribim!
[Abulafia, in distance] Chiribom!
I've been waiting for you
for eight centuries.
It's time for a chat.
Are you Abulafia or one of his disciples?
Is there really any difference?
We spoke to a ton of rabbis. None of them were right for me.
There are no barriers that will be impeding your ceremony.
You'll both come here next Thursday at 7:30 in the morning.
Here you'll meet with a group of ten women, all dressed in white.
A women's minyan?
[Abulafia exhales]
Uh, and regarding the tefillin, is that something she can wear,
or is that something exclusive to men?
Those are tiny things.
Details, details.
God won't be reduced to details.
Adonai!
[shouting in Hebrew]
[in English] The Creator! Elohim!
[shouting in Hebrew]
[in English] My God!
The aura… around you when you arrived
was a circle of fire.
I ecstatically contemplated your fraternal love.
[praying in Hebrew]
[muttering distances]
[in English] The Creator.
[continues praying in Hebrew]
[Mumy murmurs]
[panting]
[in English] Come in, my darling.
[singing prayer in Hebrew]
[singing continues]
[birds chirping]
[cell phone beeps]
[in English] Sandra,
listen, I…
It's all so beautiful.
The landscape. Can you hear?
[bird twittering]
I don't know if you can.
I don't think you'd recognize me.
This is my proposal.
It's quite simple.
Let's not be unhappy.
-[cell phone beeps] -[sighs]
[tinkling lullaby music plays]
[music continues]
[speaks in Hebrew]
-[wind gusting] -[music continues]
[wind howls]
-[music fades] -[sheep bleats]
[wind howls]
[Mumy chuckles softly]
[sheep bleats]
[boy singing in Hebrew]
[sheep bleats]
-[sheep bleats] -[in English] Hey.
Oh, come here.
The mystic couldn't make it.
What do you mean, he couldn't?
[boy] But he sent this group of women.
You have it, don't you?
Yes.
Your voice.
That's impossible.
I'm just a child. You're all grown.
[Mumy scoffs softly]
Your body's beautiful.
-I really love it. -[laughs]
Can I have my walkie-talkie?
Of course.
And the other one?
This is for you.
Go on. Touch it. Authentic merino.
[Mumy chuckles]
Listen… it'll be okay.
You don't have to worry about anything.
Even the worst and best singers sing in the same way.
Tell me how.
Doing their best.
-[static crackles on walkie-talkie] -[sheep bleats]
-[boy] Hey. Where are you? -[static crackles]
Over.
-Okay, we're on our way now. -[sheep bleats]
The message has been given.
[Mumy breathes deeply]
[wind whistling]
[Eduardo breathes deeply]
What's your Hebrew name?
I don't have one.
Will you give me one?
Yeah, one that starts with "M" maybe?
Malka, "queen," or Metuk, "sweet."
You have one, right?
Course I do.
It's Ariel.
Ariel Ben Aarón.
Ariel.
It's beautiful.
Can I borrow it?
[Eduardo chuckles]
The only person I'd lend my name to is you.
[Eduardo exhales deeply]
Thank you.
[wind whistling]
[singing in Hebrew]
[singing echoes]
[inhales deeply]
[sighs]
[chuckling softly]
[bell ringing]
[folk bell music playing]
SINGMAN FASHION: SMART & CASUAL WEAR
[in Hebrew] ♪ My voice ♪
♪ Your voice ♪
♪ Our voice ♪
♪ The dream is for it to come true ♪
♪ My voice ♪
♪ Your voice ♪
♪ Our voice ♪
♪ The dream is for it to come true ♪
♪ My voice ♪
♪ Your voice ♪
♪ Our voice ♪
♪ The dream is for it to come true ♪
♪ My voice ♪
♪ Your voice ♪
♪ Our voice ♪
♪ The dream is for it to come true ♪
♪ My voice ♪
♪ Your voice ♪
♪ Our voice ♪
♪ The dream is for it to come true ♪
[music fades out]
[nostalgic ballad music playing]
[lyrics in Hebrew]
[music fades out]