ITAMAR
Yes, then we won't bury my mother and father and my sister. Do you think they will forgive me?
He turns to Yehoshua while holding back from bursting into tears. Yehoshua caresses Itamar's forelock.
YEHOSHUA
Yes, Itamar. Now they want you to do everything to stay alive and then you can always respect them later, remember them.
ITAMAR
Good.
DINA
What grade are you in
ITAMAR
Second grade, we lived in Kiryat Ata. Mom and Dad ran away at night. They took us, me and my sister, and we ran away in the middle of the night.
The boy starts sobbing again. Dinah rushes to hug him tight as his body tremors subside against hers.
DINA
Come on boy.
She kisses him several times on his temple and cheeks.