(Coughing)

- Good night, Papa.

Tomorrow.
Oh, Yentl, Yentl.
Oy. You're such a comfort to me.
But you should have a young man to take
care of you, one who doesn't Like to eat......(sounds like me..)...
- Good night.

Papa, I'm... I'm a Little tired tonight.
Do you mind? We'll study tomorrow.

(Mumbles)

Papa?
- Papa?

Hillels argument that knowledge...

- Hillel's argument. Erm...

I trust God will understand.
I'm not so sure about the neighbours.
Questions, questions,
even when you were Little.
"Does a goat have a soul?
What was before the universe?"
- I'd Like to know.
- Oy!
- Where were we?

If you don't hide my studying from God,
why from the neighbours?