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Suddenly, REB GROSHKOVER bursts out laughing: What a wife you have! I ask you, Velvel, as a rational man: which of us is possessed?
And indeed, blood has begun to soak through his vest. One does a mitzvah and this is the thanks one gets?
A SERIOUS MAN Written by Joel Coen & Ethan Coen June 4th, 2007 White letters on a black screen: Receive with simplicity everything that happens to you.
-RASHI FADE IN: AGAINST BLACK: SNOWFLAKES The flakes drift lazily down toward us. Now an angle looking steeply down: the snow falls not quite dead away to collect on a foreground chimneypot and on the little shtetl street that lies maplike below us. The man dumps the wood into a box by the stove as his wife enters with an ice pick.
The wife and husband stare at the door banging in the wind.
He walks unsteadily to the door, opens it with some effort, and staggers out into the moaning wind and snow to be swallowed by the night. With an eye on the TEACHER to make sure he isn't being watched, he eases something out: A twenty-dollar bill.
THE DOOR We are looking in from the outside as it unlatches and creaks in, opened by the husband in the foreground, who has arranged his face into a strained look of greeting.
REB GROSHKOVER Yes, but I couldn't possibly eat this late, or I'd have nightmares. The chacham from Lodz, who studied under the Zohar reb in Krakow! Laughter erupts from the man but, as his wife continues to stare at him, he strangles on it. The pull back reveals that the earpiece is lodged in someone's ear and trails a white cord. The light resolves into a multi-flared image of a blinking eye. Fleshy whorls finely veined, a cavity receding to dark. HEBREW SCHOOL Close on Hebrew characters being scribbled onto the blackboard as the TEACHER talks. Close on another child staring at something through drooping eyelids. The Jefferson Airplane continues over the cut but becomes extremely compressed. A BLINDING LIGHT At the cut to the light the Jefferson Airplane music jumps up full. His point-of-view: a blacktopped parking lot with a few orange school busses, beyond it a marshy field, and distant suburban bungalows.