The owner of the house, with a broad smile under his mustache, hurries to serve them 2 McDonald's meals in a package. Yehoshua reaches into his pocket to take out money, damn it, how did he not think of the payment method? Apparently hunger overcame reason, but the restaurant owner extends his hand and says.
THE OWNER OF THE RESTUARANT
Not today, it's on me. A sign of the joy bursting from our hearts at the moment of our liberation and the end of the Nakba.
YEHOSHUA
How is business working now, in the middle of the night?
THE OWNER OF THE RESTAURANT
Today is a holiday for us, I operated the restaurant with a generator until the electricity supply is restored. In any case, if I don't distribute the goods, they will spoil because there is no electricity. In the meantime, I feed the heroic armies entering Palestine. I make my modest contribution to the fighting forces.
Eli slides his hand under his pocket and pulls out a twenty dollar bill. He put it on the counter.
YEHOSHUA
Please bring us 2 more dishes to go.
They wait and turn to leave the restaurant with the food packages and quickly walk away to the outskirts of the restaurant's courtyard, outside the circle of light.