Bros (2024) s02e02 Episode Script

[tense music playing]
Bakshi says hello.
Shit.
[Nisso] Why'd you stop? Go!
He's not moving.
[Nisso] You want him to get up?
He just tried to kill us.
But it's a hit-and-run.
Come on,
it's justifiable running. Let's go.
I wanna be sure you know
we'll be accused of murder.
Murder? This wasn't a pedestrian.
The guy tried to kill us.
He could've been a terrorist.
-[music fades]
-Shhh.
A terrorist? Have you lost your mind?
Why would a motorcycle-riding terrorist
all of a sudden decide,
"Oh, hey, I'll go shoot up
a piece-of-shit van tonight"?
You expect me to know
which terrorist school he went to?
What if they changed their tactics?
I couldn't hear him. What did he say?
What did he say back there?
Makshi, Makshi, Makshi something?
It's not an Arabic name. Maybe Persian?
Do you think he's Iranian?
Bakshi? He works for Bakshi?
Who's Bakshi?
I don't know. Just… Never mind.
Okay.
-Now it's time to call the cops.
-No, no, no, you can't do that.
I'm on probation.
They'll throw me in jail.
Listen. I'll tell them
exactly what happened,
that a guy with a gun
rode up to the window,
and simply out of instinct,
I swerved into him.
But it's his word against yours,
if he's even alive.
That guy basically almost killed us, dude.
Better him than us, don't you think?
Let's forget it and go home.
Oh, perfect, yes,
let's go home and stay up all night.
I won't get a wink of sleep,
and then Alma the detective
will start interrogating me.
Fine, but you're sleeping on the couch.
With you not getting any sex these days,
I don't want you cuddling me
in the middle of the night.
[opening theme music playing]
BROS
[downbeat music playing]
[Nisso] Wow.
Wow.
Wow.
Wow.
[music fades]
[indistinct chatter]
[motorcycle engine revving]
[unlocks door]
[ominous music playing]
[engine starts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[radio announcer] We're seeing
heavy inbound traffic on major roads,
with heavy congestion
near Sakharov Garden.
Police are urging commuters
to leave early today
or use public transportation
to avoid delays.
In sports, Beitar Jerusalem is giving fans
plenty to cheer about,
securing its place
in the State Cup quarterfinals
with a crucial victory.
The draw for the next round
will take place this Friday.
[dials number on cell phone]
[cell phone ringing]
[music fades]
-[Pini] You awake?
-Huh?
Dude, I just listened to the news.
Not one word about a hit-and-run.
Bro must have just disappeared.
None of this makes any sense to me.
This should be the top story right now,
but not one word.
Nobody cares about that guy. He's a thug.
I'm sure
he didn't even go to the hospital.
He probably came to
and dragged himself to a veterinarian.
Don't worry about it.
We're in the clear. Let it go.
You're telling me to "let it go"?
You do realize
I can't even drive this van now, right?
It's full of broken glass.
There're holes. I…
I drive this thing into the moshav,
Hilik's gonna interrogate me
using electric shocks.
Do you get that all eyes are on me there?
Okay, chill out. I have a guy
who can take care of it, Shabi.
I'm telling you,
he's like, uh, the real deal.
He knows how to fix old cars.
Uh, no, Nisso, I can't.
Don't send me back to that Kavkazi maniac
who waved a gun at us.
What was his name?
I, uh… I… I don't know.
No, I'm not talking about him.
This is a different guy, an artist.
I just need a mechanic, not a painter.
Okay, I'll call you later.
[exhales sharply]
[engine starts]
[mysterious music playing]
Bakshi?
Bakshi?
Bakshi?
Bakshi? Anyone?
[man] What do you want?
[music fades]
How's it going?
What's up? Ba… Bakshi around?
Who?
Uh, Bakshi.
What's he to you?
Uh, just a friend.
You're a friend of Bakshi's?
Well, not exactly.
Uh, we did some business together.
I… I just need to talk to him.
-He's not here. And he's not coming back.
-What do you mean? He owes me--
-Bullshit!
-[menacing music playing]
He's dead, Bakshi. Dead. You got that?
All right, now fuck off!
I said fuck off!
[music fades]
"A friend of Bakshi's," shit.
-[suspenseful music playing]
-[woman] Marina! What's all this mess?
-[monitor beeping]
-[music fades]
[suspenseful music resumes]
[monitor beeping]
[woman sobbing]
[music fades]
[intriguing music playing]
THE RICHARD AND LINDA ROSENBERG
INSTITUTE FOR EMERGENCY MEDICINE
[inaudible speech]
[man 1] At this time,
it is our honor to invite
the graduates of the Master
of Business Administration program
to the stage to accept their diplomas.
-[cheering]
-Noa Cohen.
Rotem Ben-Shitrit.
-[applause]
-[man 2] All right!
[whistling]
[inaudible speech]
Elinor Hazan.
-[applause]
-[downbeat music playing]
What is it?
Nothing.
What?
I don't know. I'm not sure.
What aren't you sure about?
If it's about me, don't sweat it.
I'm with you.
Whatever you need.
I… I mean, it's a surprise,
but it's great.
You know that trip I took to Poland?
What about Poland?
When I was there…
What?
[sighs]
I don't know.
I spent the night with someone.
Uh…
I… I don't get it.
I just don't know if it's…
if it's…
[applause]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[sighs]
[unsettling music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
[quietly] I love you, Aaron.
Papa will always protect you.
I'll always be with you.
I will never abandon you.
But if, God forbid,
Papa should have to go away
for a long time,
know that I'll always provide for you.
I'll send you whatever you need.
You'll have everything
you could ever dream of--
What're you doing? Are you praying?
Yeah, a little.
Just leave him alone.
He was already awake all night.
Come on, let's sneak some breakfast in.
Let's eat before he wakes up.
Why waste our precious time eating?
[toy playing cheerful tune loudly]
[toy squawking]
[squawking continues]
-[exclaims in frustration]
-[distant squawking]
[Aaron fussing]
Perfect. Great. You want breakfast?
-Have fun getting him back down.
-Mm.
[Nachum breathing heavily]
Yaffit.
-Huh?
Maybe we should stop.
Stop? We're halfway through,
and you wanna quit now?
If you turn back,
it's the same amount of distance.
Yeah, but at least going back
isn't uphill.
Won't Rotem be upset with us
if we miss the event?
-Maybe half a race is plenty.
-Sh. Don't speak to me.
You're wasting oxygen.
The higher up the mountain we are,
the thinner the air.
-Can we talk, please?
-Right now? What the fuck?
I get the whole idea here,
I really do, but just listen for a sec…
You listen. Nachum, believe me, I get it.
You're nervous.
But right now, we need to channel
these emotions into movement, okay?
And this movement doesn't involve
your mouth moving.
You get nervous,
and you don't stop yapping on for hours.
Yaffit, just listen…
We can't have a heart-to-heart
halfway through a marathon.
Who are you, Rafi Reshef?
Seriously, my heart rate's dropping.
Dammit! I passed that blond bitch twice,
and she always manages to catch up.
It'll be fine. All right, let's go.
I won't hold you back.
I'll be right behind you.
All right. Up, up, up! [grunts]
[mixer running loudly]
To what do I owe the honor?
Huh?
[mixer stops]
You get annoyed at me for the noise
in there, and now you're mixing dough?
He won't be able to hear it.
So again, to what do I owe the honor?
Shouldn't you be at work?
Yep, I should. But, you know,
I took the night shift last night.
Nisso took the morning.
And that means he's got the van?
Uh, did you want me to put parsley
in the salad?
Mm.
Either I like the smell of fish now,
or you don't smell.
Not too bad today.
No, it's that I, um, took a shower
at Nisso's this morning.
This is his shirt, see?
He uses this moisturizing shampoo.
[chuckling]
Hey, Alma, when I don't come home
at night, why don't you worry?
You never call.
"Hey, Pini, are you all right?
Did something happen to you?"
How much trouble can you get into
sleeping at Nisso's?
Stuff happens.
I'm listening.
No, except it's nice to show concern
for the ones you love.
Really? Concern?
You're something else, you know that?
You go to a soccer match,
have a sleep-over at Nisso's,
and I should feel guilty?
[sighs]
Hey, don't be like that.
I'm just kidding around.
What's going on? What's wrong?
It's nothing.
You just can't imagine the night we had.
The game got a little too wild?
Nah, the game was fine. We won.
The stadium was hardly full.
It's just, after that,
we got something to eat.
Ah, a little midnight kebab
and salad, huh?
-How do you know?
-That stomach.
[Pini sighs]
Anyway Nisso, he's a… kind of an idiot.
As soon as we left the stadium, he…
he found this smoke bomb
just outside the exit.
Let me guess.
Did the smoke bomb go off
at the restaurant?
Yes, and that's not all, actually.
No. Where there's smoke, there's fire.
Go on.
-That moron…
-[sighs]
There were cops outside the place
is the thing, and it…
Yeah, I get it.
So the cops got you.
-[grunts]
-You were arrested.
You didn't stay at Nisso's place
because you were in jail, right?
-No, I wasn't arrested.
-Stop, stop.
Pini, I've had it with your nonsense.
I don't wanna hear another word.
You don't need to tell me, okay?
I swear, I can't trust you anymore.
Making shit up? Always getting in trouble?
What's with you two?
That's why you asked me why
I've never worried about you, isn't it?
But we weren't arrested--
I don't wanna hear it.
Just stop it! Enough!
Unbelievable, the bullshit you get into.
I swear you're gonna end up dead one day.
[unsettling music playing]
[men shouting encouragement]
[whimsical music playing]
-Nachum, what are you doing?
-[music fades]
I thought I might've heard some rustling.
Shit, I was afraid
it might have been wild boars.
This area is known for them.
I nearly had a heart attack.
I thought you were Yaffit.
I almost choked because of you.
We used to steal chocolate bars and juice
from the store
when we were kids, remember?
How could I ever forget
the whack I got from Shem-Tov?
[chuckles] Yeah.
Do you remember what happened
after our first really big heist?
Well, when I got home,
I felt immensely guilty.
Not because of anything we stole.
Because that was the day
my mother made us yaprach,
which is my all-time favorite.
I ate, like, four or five of 'em.
They're made
from early-season grape leaves.
They're small, but delicious.
My mom didn't have to say but one word.
Just Mom's look,
the truth came spilling out, all of it.
Are you serious?
And you're just telling me this now?
Now I know how Shem-Tov found out.
He hit me so hard,
I couldn't see straight.
For eight years,
I didn't set foot in that supermarket.
Uh… uh, stop focusing on the trivial.
I think what's really important
between two people in love
and getting married, above all, is trust.
Yeah, but I try to talk to her,
and she doesn't listen.
I think it's 'cause she's doing well,
and I don't wanna ruin it for her.
But as your best friend, it puts me
in a very tough spot, you see?
I don't wanna lie.
Then don't say anything. Just be quiet.
She's not your mother. You're my best man.
You're my proxy. My right hand.
Fine. Just don't breathe on her.
You smell like almonds and chocolate.
-[whimsical music resumes]
-Let's go.
[Nachum] Oh shit.
[Shimon] Relatively speaking,
there are a lot of women here.
I thought business administration
was a male-oriented program.
Dad, get with the times.
That's ridiculous.
-"Get with the times"?
-Mm.
I hired you to be
the hotel marketing manager
before you got your degree. Shame on you.
She was better
than anyone else you could find.
True.
[music fades]
What's he doing here?
I thought we got rid of him.
Stop, Shimon, she's a big girl.
Leave her alone.
Mazel tov.
Thanks.
What're you doing here?
Uh, well, it's the talk of the town.
Actually, more like the talk of a clown,
but you know who I mean.
-[both chuckle]
-Nachum the gossip?
[chuckles softly]
Crazy, huh? A real degree.
[Nisso laughs]
You're so serious.
Just surprised.
Let's say hello.
Should I?
I never told them.
-Mm.
-Come on.
-Look who came.
-[chuckles softly]
Hi. How are you?
Good, thanks. How are you?
I'm fine, thank you.
Dad, he asked how you are.
Good, thank you.
Rotem, you wanted me
to meet your mother, right?
Oh, Mom, remember
I told you about our professor, Rivka?
She remembers you from high school?
"Hot Pants Rivka"?
Mm-hmm.
Stole my first boyfriend. Hmm.
Well, I'll get out of the way,
but could we meet up tonight and talk?
If it's okay with you.
Uh…
-Yeah. We can talk.
-Mm.
It's exciting, huh?
Listen.
I raised an angel.
I don't know how to say this.
I won't lie to you.
I don't like you, NIsso.
Showing up like this, it's not our style.
And it's not gonna work this time.
[sighs deeply]
Dude, you're not listening.
Don't you hear what I'm saying?
We actually killed a man, Nisso.
-Hey, please don't say "we killed."
-It's true. We killed.
You killed the guy.
I wasn't behind the wheel. [laughing]
I don't understand
how you find this funny.
Well, what do you want me to do?
Cry over it? He pointed a gun at my head.
If it wasn't for your lightning reflexes,
we'd be lying in a ditch somewhere
with our asses shot off, believe me.
So, what, we move on?
That's it? I mean, it's all good?
Bro, a man is dead. Understand?
Did he have a wife? Children?
Was he loved by somebody? His parents?
[sighs] Okay,
so what do you wanna do about it?
[suspenseful music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
I can't believe you actually followed her
from the hospital.
-I have a Jewish conscience.
-Huh.
Oh, I need one of those.
What are you doing?
I'm hungry.
Put on a kippah.
[woman] Thank you for coming, Maren.
-Thank you.
-[Pini] There.
-That's Alfred's wife.
I know.
"Alfred" doesn't sound like
a young guy's name.
Maybe it was his grandpa's.
That's definitely
the woman at the hospital.
[woman] Thank you, sweetheart.
Benny?
[woman sobbing]
[sobbing] Benny, Benny, Benny…
[music fades]
[woman sobbing]
[Benny] I was so sorry
to hear about your father.
Thank you.
-His wife? You idiot.
-Shh.
[Benny] At least you got to be
with him at the end.
Yes.
They said he must have fallen,
and when I got there,
he was already unconscious.
-My God.
-[woman sobs]
Human life is so meaningless.
It's so fragile.
[woman] My father loved you very much.
Whenever he took me
to volunteer at the at-risk youth centers,
handing out food and supplies, he'd say,
"You know, this is how Benny started,
and look how successful he is now."
[Benny] If it wasn't for your dad,
I'd be in prison by now.
Or my grave. [chuckles softly]
And here I am, a flooring installer.
Your dad saw something in me
that no one else did.
He would get mixed up at times.
He'd cross lines
if it meant helping someone in need.
To rescue a kid, he'd take on the bastards
who had them out on the streets.
[Benny] You're telling me.
That's why everyone respected him.
He'd take food from our table
in order to feed a child in need.
From our table, he'd take it.
[sighs]
I mean, what a man, huh?
[awkward music playing]
May God bless him.
Were you an at-risk youth as well?
Yeah, yeah. Uh, us two. At-risk.
Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah,
very high risk, in fact.
We were this close to death.
-Wow.
-[Nisso] Yeah.
Please forgive me
for not knowing all of you,
but it's amazing
how even older people still remember him.
-I killed him.
-[suspenseful music playing]
What? Pardon me?
No, uh, he's… he's just sad.
But did you just say you killed him?
I didn't mean to.
My God, you can't blame yourself.
No, no, he really… he didn't mean it.
He didn't mean it. He's just upset.
-He's upset. You're upset.
-Yeah, but what did he mean by that?
Listen, you're not the first to come here.
There were others just like you
that followed in his footsteps
and volunteered like him.
You know something?
I think my father's determination
to keep working is what saved his life.
Even the doctor said…
[music fades]
…he had less than a month left.
When he finally told us
about that awful disease,
my father kept going
for another two years.
None of you were to blame.
Just the opposite.
You saved his life, I tell you.
Well, thank you very much.
See, Pini? It was that awful disease.
-Yes, yes, I see. I… I understand.
-[intriguing music playing]
What can I say?
God took, and… and he… he also… took away,
and a good… a good name is, uh,
like fine perfume.
Fine… fine perfume.
A good name is good…
is good like fine perfume.
-It's, uh--
-Hey, wrap it up.
-Uh…
-Yeah.
-We're both very sorry for your loss and…
-[sobs]
[Nisso] Yeah.
-Uh…
-[woman sobbing]
[woman] My dad! Where's my dad?
[woman sobbing]
Daddy!
[music fades]
[horn honks]
[man] Alma?
Izhar. I was wondering when you'd find me…
[chuckles] Wow, I like the Jeep.
What are you compensating for?
[chuckles]
After 20 years of teaching,
don't I deserve a little present?
[chuckles]
You know, I recognized you
from a hundred feet away.
From the back, you're just the same.
You're not looking too bad yourself.
What do you got?
Oh, plastic bottles. I'm homeless now.
Mm, congrats.
Boy or girl?
Boy. Matan.
How long've you been here now?
Around three months.
Is that right? How about a coffee?
I'm nursing. No caffeine.
Tea, then.
-Tea also has caffeine.
-I see.
The Jerusalemite won't let you grab coffee
with the friends you've known forever.
Of course he does.
Come by whenever you want to.
[chuckles] So, what,
are you actually going to stay for good?
Or are you here just because
you need Nitza's help with the diapers?
No, no, no, we moved. This is our home.
You should stop by the school.
I'll have my secretary schedule a meeting.
[exhales forcefully]
Izhar, you're such a big shot.
Can't you schedule it yourself?
What can I say?
I'm a principal.
I'm still on maternity leave.
Okay, fine. But you should.
Wait. Why?
Come on, tell me. I'm intrigued.
Come for a meeting.
Okay.
Tell your secretary to give me a call.
[engine starts]
[clanking, grinding]
This gear shift really sticks.
You need to press it down a little
when you shift gears.
How about you drive
instead of giving me lessons?
Don't you get it?
I'm still traumatized. I can't drive.
Enough with that already.
You didn't kill the guy.
He had a disease. It was euthanasia.
His daughter never even mentioned
he was driving a motorcycle.
How'd she say it? "He fell"?
Yeah, it really doesn't make sense,
does it?
A guy his age with this disease,
a volunteer to his final day.
What the hell reason could he have
to chase us on a motorcycle
and trying to shoot us?
You heard what she said,
that he would do anything
in order to help those kids.
I mean, maybe he thought
we were a couple of criminals
harassing one of them, you know?
We don't know
how advanced the tumor might've been.
People in that condition
tend to start losing it.
I know what I'm talking about.
Maybe he even had dementia too.
Yeah. Maybe he was drunk.
Well, there's nothing
we can do about it now.
But just so you know, I'm really glad
we went over there. I feel relieved.
Yeah. No hit-and-run.
We're in the clear, Pini.
-Assuming that no one saw us.
We were in the woods in the middle
of the night. Who would see us?
[electronic beeping blares]
Shit. Is that for us?
-[siren wails, beeping]
-Don't pull over.
Why would I pull over?
It's probably just an ambulance.
[siren wails]
It's not an ambulance.
It's a police siren. Don't stop!
-I won't. It's not for us.
-[suspenseful music playing]
-[man on loudspeaker] Fiat, pull over.
-Shit.
-That's it. They've got our plate number.
-Fiat, pull over!
Don't stop. We can lose him.
Lose him? This piece of shit isn't ready
for a high-speed chase.
We're done for. It's over, bro.
I don't care, I'm gonna jump.
Pull yourself together! Calm down
and sit still. Let me do the talking.
[Nisso sighs]
[Pini] Oh shit!
[Pini groans]
[intriguing music playing]
[monitor beeping]
[tense music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[breathing steadily]
[music builds]
[menacing music stab]
[music fades]
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades]