Bros (2024) s02e03 Episode Script

Didn't you hear me say "pull over"?
Uh, I'm sorry, Officer.
I couldn't hear you
because I had the music pumping.
Hmm.
You got ID?
You heard him.
[intriguing music playing]
[objects rattling]
[Pini] Shit. Shit.
-What's going on? He okay?
-Yeah, well, he's not feeling good.
I think he's starting a fever.
He keeps eating those little fish eggs
even though I warned him.
You leave them in the sun, salmonella.
Are you Hilik?
Uh, no.
-Are you Hilik?
-No, no. No, listen.
Hilik, he wasn't in the car.
He's my father-in-law. He wasn't driving.
I was driving.
You see, he gifted me this van.
It's a work vehicle. Uh, he's not…
It belongs to the moshav.
But did I do anything wrong, Officer?
You didn't notice the mirror's gone?
It's dangerous to drive without a mirror.
Hear that? He pulled us over
'cause the mirror's gone.
[Pini] Mm-hmm.
Next time, tell Hilik
to give us a van with a mirror.
So help me understand.
Are you joking or what?
No, just on our way
to the auto repair shop
to get it looked at now.
-Tell him, Nisso.
-Yeah, I'm going there now.
Right up there to Shabi's Auto.
I always go there.
Okay, then, I'll tail you.
I wanna see you going in.
Thank you, Officer.
Thanks. Thanks a lot.
-Wait. What's this?
-What's what?
These holes. Are those bullet holes?
-[tense music playing]
-What do you mean, "bullet holes"?
They're bullet holes.
I can see that they are. When was this?
Ah…
Is it possible that we were shot at?
I guess when we drove on 43…
You know I love driving
with the tunes blasting.
[Pini] Yeah, he's addicted to bass.
[Pini mimics dance music bass kick]
-[radio beeps]
-[man] Three-eight, are you near Yad Sara?
-Two minutes.
-[music stops]
All right, go. I'll follow you.
[intriguing music playing]
Thanks. Hmm!
[engine starts]
You calmed down?
Need to change your pants?
Shut up. You think it's funny?
So my father-in-law's van
is involved in a hit-and-run,
someone died, then we're pulled over.
That's great.
-Do me a favor. Shut the fuck up.
-[Nisso] Shabi!
-[music fades]
-Where is he?
We'll fix the van,
tell him to fill the bullet holes,
get it repainted,
get rid of the mullet logo,
return it to Hilik,
and nobody will be the wiser.
No. We can't repaint the van.
You know Hilik can't know
the fishing lots are done,
or I have no case. He'll find a job for me
at the moshav, and that's it.
You told me the moshav was temporary,
only a couple of months.
Besides, what do you mean,
"he'll find you a job"? Are you ten?
All right, Nisso,
we've gotta lock something in right now.
We'll take the small amount we get
for the fishing lots
and find something that we're good at,
something simple.
I say we open a bar.
No, not a bar again.
A bar is like going in reverse.
-You understand what I'm saying?
-No.
No, I don't, man.
It's something you're amazing at.
It's your profession.
You don't know how to do anything else.
So what's wrong?
You think a new profession
is just gonna happen?
It's your specialty.
It's what you're good at.
Anyway, where is this guy?
Come on, let's get out of here.
Maybe somewhere outside?
[gunshot]
[intriguing music playing]
[shotgun racks]
Are you Shabi?
Yes.
[quietly] Why don't you ever take me
to a normal shop?
Shh.
How'd you find this place?
A friend. Avi from Aroma?
He sent me. He said you're a professional,
um, an artist.
A guy who… knows his cars
and… knows how to work on old vehicles.
Just a few holes to fill up
and a little paint.
So go to a body repair guy.
You're not a body guy?
Man, he said the man's an artist.
Auto body artist?
Is that the car?
Yeah.
Are those bullet holes?
Uh, we think maybe we were shot at.
Yeah. Just… the bass.
[both mimic dance music bass kick]
Yeah.
What do you want done?
Just cosmetic things,
or, uh, you want me to modify it?
Uh, what?
[music fades]
Voilà.
[majestic choral music playing]
[music fades]
[opening theme music playing]
BROS
Get the discharge papers on this patient
ready for me to sign, please.
Room three, bed number two.
-[woman] Uh, Doctor?
-Yes?
The John Doe from the accident's awake.
He is? Ah, that's good.
We need to inform someone.
[woman] Mm-hmm.
Call the police officer
who requested an update.
So he's awake. Responsive?
His eyes opened.
Hasn't been speaking. Seems confused.
[uneasy music playing]
[ominous music playing]
-[music fades]
-Stainless steel, baby.
I can't believe what I'm looking at here.
Look, it has everything.
Ventilation hoods, fridge, full griddle.
Just add a beer tap and we're gold.
I don't know.
What's to know?
Look, man, Is this really your dream gig?
Food truck vendor? I don't see it.
What's your deal? Why so patronizing?
This is everything we're best at.
Food and drink, music and good times, huh?
You said you didn't wanna be stuck
in one area, right?
Here you go.
Your bar's at the beach some days,
some others,
your bar's parked in the desert.
I thought about it, and we need
one specific, unique thing,
and I already know what it'll be.
Pita with fish.
Fish? Again with the fish?
You said Alma won't touch you
because you smell nasty.
This is, um…
But there's a logic behind it, you know?
It's, like, basically a business
stemming from another one.
You understand? So you've got experience
with the raw material.
You already know
how to find it pretty cheap.
-It just makes sense.
-Okay.
I'm getting it.
We have to be open-minded, right?
We manifested, and here it is.
To hell with your "we manifested."
What did you "manifest"?
You said you didn't want a food gig.
Oh, but now you're taking credit
for my idea?
Fine, take it. Enjoy.
But, hey, listen to me.
Not a word of this until it's formalized.
Because if Hilik finds out
our fishing thing is done,
he'll find me a job at the moshav.
The party's over.
So what? Maybe stand up to him.
It's not that easy.
Trust me, Hilik'll bust my balls.
Hey, hey! Hands off.
That's stainless steel.
Your fingerprints are all over it.
What's the big deal?
It's not a crime scene.
What'd you decide?
We want one like this.
That'd set you back 350.
No, no, wait, not "like this," Nisso.
We'll be a little more specific.
So the plan is for you
to take our vehicle and modify it, right?
Get me? Just to, you know, change it.
Nothing very big, you know.
Scrub it a bit.
If you'd like to cut and scrub it,
then do it yourself.
So, do you want it?
Listen, 150,000 is all we can do.
That's all you have?
All right. 150,000.
Plus, your van stays here with me.
[Nisso] Then give us a loaner
in the meantime.
-Hmm?
-[intriguing music playing]
You're certain your guy said
to go all in on the gas, right?
Absolutely. If the state expropriated
all the fishing lots,
you know where it's going.
Let's be there on time.
Hi.
Oh, excuse me, Dad,
I thought you were finished. I'll go wait.
That's all right. I was leaving.
Is this the little Shimon?
Don't call her "little."
It drives her nuts.
She's gonna run the whole show.
She just got her master's degree.
There's no need for my résumé, Dad.
-See you soon.
-I'll be in touch.
-[man] Bye.
-[Rotem] Bye.
I didn't mean to intrude.
It's fine.
Always going on about the market.
I have no patience. Let's talk. Sit.
Oh, what's this? A reprimand?
Chance of your life.
I'm manager
because you're retiring, right?
[chuckles] Trust me, it's no dream job,
[laughs] I was kidding, believe me.
Remember Gary?
From London. I introduced you to him.
We've been talking.
You spoke to him about my idea?
Of course. Your dad doesn't play games.
I'm going in with him
on something in London.
Boutique hotel, 16 rooms, prime location.
A pilot for the brand you endorsed.
Seriously?
-Wait, that's not all.
-No?
You know
I don't go into big deals blindfolded.
We need some boots on the ground.
-Hmm.
-You understand?
So, who were you thinking?
-Samir.
-What?
-[laughing]
-[chuckles softly]
Oh, I wish you could see your face.
[laughing]
Relax. Of course it's you.
This is your big break, Rotem.
-All of your dreams.
-[poignant music playing]
A global brand.
The highest standard
of luxury hospitality.
[echoing] I understand.
Look, It's me, isn't it?
It's my own fault, probably. I left you.
You shouldn't feel bad.
We split up.
It's your neighbor there, huh?
Mm, the liar.
What?
Nothing.
Yeah, but I'm honestly not sure.
Well, I guess we've got a problem.
Really?
You know, maybe we shouldn't. I mean, you…
we should take care of it, then,
while we can.
An abortion?
What else can we do
in a situation like this?
[music fades]
Wow. [chuckles softly]
"Wow"? That's it? "Wow"?
No, it's…
No, what… It means living in London. It's…
Mom's fine with me doing it? And you?
You're… sending me there?
I assumed you'd go wild,
that you'd be dancing on the ceiling.
No, yeah, I'm, uh, glad. It's, um, just…
Nothing. It's… I need to digest it all.
Then digest quickly.
We have to give him an answer.
So digest it like salad,
not kubbeh hamusta.
[beeping]
My God, your mom.
Five messages, bless her.
"Don't forget to bring drinks."
So, Kiddush tonight
with Yaffit and her fiancé. Coming?
Yes, I'll be there.
[sizzling]
[humming happily]
[man] Freshest berries in Israel!
Fresh berries right here!
Hey, pal, we're closed.
It's all good. I just have a question.
You know them?
-Uh, never seen them.
-Not ever?
Hmm. Let's try a little harder.
They were here
the day of the pre-quarterfinals.
They set off a smoke grenade
right outside.
Cops came. It was chaos.
Your friends from the station came here
not too long ago.
They asked the same thing,
and I told them I don't know these guys.
I'll ask you one more time.
Who are they?
And I'm saying… get lost.
It'd be too bad if I sent this
to Internal Affairs, right?
[ominous music playing]
Now, tell me, you motherfucker,
do I look like a cop to you?
[man groaning]
Look at me now.
Do I look like a cop to you?
The Elharizi family, hear me?
What do you want from me?
I just sell pitas! [whimpers]
-L… let me go.
-Shh!
[man whimpering]
Let me take a look at that picture again.
I think they're the guys
from, uh, Piniones.
That's all I know!
Good.
-[groans]
-Have a nice day.
[unsettling music playing]
[distant objects rattling]
[object rattling]
[car alarm beeps]
-[music swells]
-[car door opens]
Get away from me!
Stop! Ugh! What are you doing? It's me.
-Nisso?
-[yells in pain]
-[music fades]
-[yelling in pain]
[sighs]
[groaning]
Oh, damn it.
You're crazy.
I could've gone blind.
Serves you right.
Why're you stalking women in the garage?
You're right.
But it's just calling you was awkward,
and you said we'd talk more.
I figured I'd wait for you in the garage--
What's the big rush?
You disappeared for months. Suddenly, you…
I didn't disappear, really. I tried.
You were the one who ended it.
I… I didn't wanna push.
I wanted to tell you
you were right about everything.
I should have… I…
It's been bothering me for a while.
How was I right?
I'm saying it was my fault.
I was panicked and confused.
I mean, you were talking about that Avi…
All I could think of was that I was
gonna raise another guy's child.
You know, at least that's how I felt then,
so I behaved like a moron.
No, I get it.
I thought about it for a long time, and…
and the truth is I still think about it.
I just…
I love you so much, Rotem,
and I always have.
Maybe you should have told me.
Uh, I brought you
the birthday present, then…
Present?
You're right. I really should have gone in
and handed it to you
and not let your father take it.
But it was out of respect. I just…
[sighs] I didn't know how you'd take it.
Did you wanna see me? Or not
So I… I didn't…
And I don't judge you. I accept it. You…
you were true to your feelings,
and it's fine. I…
What do you say?
Think you can forgive me?
[motorcycle approaching]
-Huh?
-This is a surprise…
Uh, Rotem invited me.
-Hey. She's got a real poker face, huh?
-[Nachum chuckles]
She never told me anything.
What? She forgave you?
I don't know. We're trying.
Don't mess this up, babe.
You have no idea,
but the past few months with her
were awful.
Yeah. Me too.
Mm-hmm. I was gonna hit you in the chops.
-[chuckles softly]
-Nachum saved your ass.
You should've. It might have helped.
Okay, then. Welcome back, kiddo.
[all chuckling]
Now, don't fuck it up.
[both laughing]
Hey, Yaffit.
-Hmm?
-You look wonderful.
[Yaffit laughs] Thanks.
She's engaged.
Don't get jealous, Nachum.
You should start
getting used to it, sweetie.
[both laughing]
Well, Nisso? What are you doing out here?
Maybe he's just nervous.
I'm the same way
before I visit my girl's parents.
Oh, no,
I'm not ready to talk about it yet.
[Nisso chuckles softly]
Come on.
Nisso, are we going in, or are you afraid?
Uh, I was going back to the car.
I have to get the Chardonnay.
It's in your hand.
Oh. [laughs] You're right.
You won't have Chardonnay, Nachum.
It's full of sugar.
Just beer, then?
Water!
[Nachum grunts]
-David, relax.
-Are we gonna keep standing here a while?
This pot of Ludkhe soup
is getting really heavy.
-[Nisso] We can go in.
-[Yaffit] Oh, come on.
[Pini mimics airplane]
Oh, you love it, don't you?
Am I right?
Show Mommy.
-Look at Aaron! Huh?
-[Alma chuckling]
You said they'd be too big,
but they're perfect.
What's this, Purim?
It's not for a while, right?
No, it's not Purim.
They're special pajamas for the Kiddush.
Come on. Really, Pini?
-Yes, Alma, really. We talked about this.
-When's that?
I wanted the baby to experience
a real Kiddush. I told you.
Come on, sweetheart.
You sit in your stroller, huh?
So I'm able to bring the wine
and the challah bread.
Do you wanna lead the Sabbath blessings?
Cutie pie!
Okay, Daddy'll be right back.
All right.
[Nitza sighs] Well?
Okay, Momma?
As if he even understands.
Poor thing, with that cap on his head.
It's not a cap, Nitza. It's a kippah.
A kippah.
How about a little reverence for God, huh?
You say he doesn't understand?
Well, they're sponges at this age.
Everything seeps in.
These childhood things stay in his memory.
How will he know he's Jewish?
He'll grow, and Great-Grandma Sonia
will tell him
how her whole family was slaughtered,
and the party's over then.
Fine.
Hilik, you don't have to wear a kippah.
Okay?
I'm reciting the blessing.
You getting up? You have to stand.
What's this? A minute of mourning?
-[Hilik chuckling]
-Yes.
Come on.
Okay. [groans]
[Hilik sighs]
[in Hebrew] "The Sixth day:
Thus the heavens
and the earth were completed,
and on the seventh day
God desisted from all his work."
"And on the seventh day
completed his work and rested."
"And God blessed the seventh day,
for on that day he rested
from the work of creation
that God had done." Sabri Maranan!
-[in English] Amen.
-Amen. Amen.
L'chaim.
-L'chaim.
-[police vehicle beeps]
-[engine idling]
-[tense music playing]
[knock at door]
-[Hilik] What's that?
-Shit. No, no, don't get the door.
Why not?
'Cause it's the… It's Kiddush,
Friday evening. Who would come now?
Well, go find out.
Um, what's up with the lights anyway?
Police?
-In the middle of Kiddush? I mean, why?
-Hey, calm down, Pini.
-It's just the security car in the moshav.
-[Nitza scoffs]
[Hilik chuckles]
We're in the middle of a blessing.
I don't get what the…
[door opens]
[door closes]
Good evening.
Sabbath Shalom.
[music fades]
What's with this? What's going on?
[chuckles] What are you up to?
-Just don't ask.
-Mm-hmm.
What? Hilik, what's up?
You're, uh, doing Kiddush?
Yeah, kinda.
[Nitza] Yes.
What's wrong with you people? You nuts?
It's… Pini. It matters to him.
[Izhar] Ah.
Yeah, sure. Uh…
[chuckles] I'm kidding.
Izhar, you remember Pini?
Uh, Pini, this is Izhar.
Yeah, I was at the wedding.
-Mm.
-[Alma] Oh, right.
Pini doesn't remember the wedding at all.
He, uh, ended up
passing out drunk after the ceremony.
[chuckles] Yeah, the bride was
on the dance floor without the groom.
-I remember.
-[both laughing]
[laughs sarcastically]
That was fun, right?
Well, Izhar?
Why are you here?
There's this, um, piece of junk,
Volkswagen.
-[tense music stab]
-It's blocking half the path.
Uh, seems suspicious.
I thought I'd make sure
it's not a stolen vehicle someone dumped.
-Is it yours?
-No, no.
Okay, I'll call a tow truck.
No, no, no, no, no. There's no need.
I just realized, the, the, the car's mine.
Wha…? Pini, aren't you driving my Fiat?
Uh, yes, yes. It's just, um, that it's…
uh, it's in the garage being fixed.
You haven't maintained it properly, Hilik.
Me? [laughs]
I keep my vehicles in perfect order.
You could literally eat
right off the engine.
Oh, you could maybe have eaten
too many gefilte fish
and it dripped right into the carburetor.
So there might be
a big, greasy mess down there,
so, you know…
Anyway, it's back at the garage now,
and that's the temporary vehicle.
It's mine.
Wait. Where are you having it fixed?
You're crazy. We have a shop right here.
All right, Hilik, next time, okay?
All right, so,
um, moshav security guy,
maybe you should check
if someone got over the fence, or…
or are you staying for the Kiddush?
What am I, some clown? Kiddush?
[Izhar laughing]
No, uh, enjoy. Uh, bon appétit.
Um, prosper. Uh… Can't remember.
Is "prosper" what you say?
By the way, Pini, if you wanna join us
in some security rotations,
we could use you.
You know how moshavs are. You help.
Right?
Yeah, yeah. That became clear really fast.
Everyone's all up
in everyone else's business.
[Izhar] Okay. [chuckles]
Have fun. And, uh, by the way, Alma,
um, did you get a call from--
Uh, yes. Uh, thanks. Bye.
-Good night.
-[Pini] Bye
[Alma] Mm.
Well, thanks to Mr. Helpful,
we'll have to start over again.
-[door closes]
-[groans]
[intriguing music playing]
[Nisso chuckles softly]
[sighs]
[woman] Rotem,
did you only put
one cooked eggplant dish out?
Yes, it's a large dish. It's okay.
Hmm. Shimon, some more?
I'm good.
What about the salad?
Is it good? Do you want any?
Nisso, can I put more on your plate?
Don't be shy.
No, no, it's fine.
I… I'll take some myself.
Can you reach it?
I'll pass it. David, pass him the zaaluk.
Is zaaluk the carrots?
No, the carrots are khizzo.
It's the peppers with the vegetables.
Ah! [laughs]
I'm Kurdish.
We don't have names like that. [chuckles]
Oh, my mother's famous Ludkhe soup.
Have you had any yet?
It's delicious. What gives it the texture?
The lentils. It's very Kurdish.
Mm. Mm.
Please.
What? What's going on?
Come on.
Like, it's never this quiet at your table.
I thought this dinner was all about
celebrating our engagement.
I figured it would be fun. Right?
I'll take that.
Here you are.
-Okay. L'chaim!
-Go ahead.
Welcome, everyone, to our table.
-Yes. Thank you.
-L'chaim.
-[Shimon] L'chaim.
-Congratulations.
Thank you very much. Thanks.
Have you heard how Nachum asked Yaffit,
Dad?
Are you being serious?
Everybody on Mars heard that story.
[all laughing]
It's always more fun to be told by Yaffit.
Yeah, she tells it so well.
Oh, but, hey, I did go all out, didn't I?
You went all out,
and I did all the work for you.
Okay, zip it.
It was fifteen minutes before kickoff,
earlier than the anthem, even,
and so we're in our spot, per usual.
but then Harush,
the equipment manager for Beitar
starts signaling to Nachum with his hand.
Like, "Here, here.
Over here, over here," like this.
He goes like this to me, "Man! Come here,"
just like he knows me, you know?
[all laughing]
He fooled me.
I fooled her.
[all laughing]
And down to the field we went.
Nachum then drags me to the other side,
to the center of the circle,
to the east side of the stadium.
And then I'm like, what? What is he doing?
Then I told her there.
All of a sudden,
I hear the entire stadium chanting,
"Olé! Olé! Olé!"
like we're in a bullfight.
I look towards the southern gate,
and I see David.
The man's doing somersaults.
And every time he flips, the crowd shouts,
-"Olé!"
-"Olé!"
-"Olé! Olé!"
-"Olé! Olé!"
[all laughing]
I could hardly hear it.
With somersaults, the only sound is…
[makes whooshing sound]
…and you get all mixed up
inside your brain.
I haven't done somersaults in years,
and I'm not young, you know.
And I was focused on
getting to the center circle.
'Cause with somersaults,
you can pretty easily wind up
by the flag out in the corner. [chuckles]
-And then David nails the final cartwheel…
-Yeah!
…takes out the little ring box,
and I get down on one knee,
and the entire crowd goes wild
like we scored a last-minute goal.
Oh, and my heart started to pound like
a darbuka solo in a Sarit Hadad song.
[all laughing]
-[music fades]
-Isn't Nachum so romantic?
Julio Iglesias! [laughs]
[both chuckling]
Why the bread, darling?
-It's spicy.
-Then have water.
[all chuckling]
Wow, Rachel, the fish is just incredible.
It's the best Moroccan fish
I've ever tasted.
Please take anything that's left.
Nisso, this could be a fish
from your cages.
-Yeah.
-[Nisso] Mm.
[Nisso chuckles]
[silence]
No, it's, uh… I don't think it's mullet.
Cages? What cages?
[Nachum] Oh, didn't you tell them?
[chuckles]
Nisso's so humble that he doesn't like
to brag about his business.
No. It doesn't matter.
-Why? No, come on, tell them.
-That's right.
He's an entrepreneur. He bought
fishing lots in the Mediterranean.
He's a true businessman. No joke.
-Really? Fishing lots?
-Mm, well…
It's nothing, really.
Yes, why don't you tell us about that?
I feel like it could be interesting.
-Why, Shimon?
-Curious.
Well, I wanna know too.
Yeah. It's sort of like agriculture,
only it's marine agriculture.
Well, instead of land,
you get, like, territory in the sea.
You drop cages,
you catch them, you sell them.
It's not new. It's not like
we created the wheel or anything.
-How's it going?
-[Nisso] Hmm.
We only started it a couple of months ago.
It's just, um…
We closed the Piniones, the bar.
Uh, well, we didn't really close it.
We sold it to…
It doesn't matter. It… it's fine.
Everything matters in business.
So how's it going?
Um…
Mm, it's going fine.
Could you hand me the wine?
Thanks.
You weren't affected by that whole thing
with the gas?
I'm heavily invested in it.
Ever since they made the gas discovery
in the Leviathan zone,
all the fishing lots
were seized by the state,
except if your fishing lots
are based in the Red Sea.
-Um…
-Come on, Dad.
He's telling us about it, so I'm asking.
You in the Red Sea?
[sighs] Um…
-[Yaffit] Hmm.
-[Nisso breathes deeply]
Uh, no. No.
So you don't have any lots.
Why make up stories?
Do you take me for a fool?
What?
[Hilik singing in Hebrew]
[in English] Alma, take that outfit
off him. He looks ridiculous.
[melancholy music playing]
[Hilik resumes singing in Hebrew]
I'll bet you almost anything
he's giving them a lecture
on Japanese whiskey.
-[all chuckling]
-Nasty.
I always thought
the Japanese only did sushi.
Devoid of whiskey. This… this is truly…
Hey, you need to smell it first. Right?
[Nachum] It's bold. Feels expensive.
-This is really tasty.
-[chuckling]
[Shimon] Cheers.
[somber music playing]
-Come on.
-[Nisso] Hey.
Rachel, thank you very much.
It was delicious. Thank you.
-Wait, you're going?
-[Nisso] Bye.
-Yeah. Bye, Rotem. We'll talk.
-Wait, what?
It's… I'm just… I'm, uh…
[splutters] Bye.
Hold on! Why are you running?
[music fades]
I need to help her for a sec.
There's dessert now. Won't you stay?
No. I'm not feeling it.
It's my dad?
Hm.
Listen, I'm really sorry
about the way he acted.
I had no idea
what you both were talking about.
Forget it. He's right.
Listen, I'm, uh… I'm the one to blame.
I… I know how it looks.
[Rachel] Rotem! Where'd you disappear to?
I need you.
It's okay. Go in. We'll talk.
[Yaffit] Hey, Rotem!
Fine!
[gate closes]
-[intriguing music playing]
-[water running]
[music fades]
What the hell is on your face?
What?
You look like you're possessed.
You have to wear that now?
So when should I do it, then?
I couldn't do it with everybody here.
There's always people around.
Seems like there's always someone here.
I… I don't feel at home in my own house.
I can't even have
a normal conversation with you now.
I always feel as if I'm, uh,
on the spot or something,
like I'm a criminal.
Stop. Come on, don't think like that.
They've been helping us.
My mother's a lifesaver.
And if I'm honest,
sometimes I don't know what I'd do
if she didn't live so close to us.
You always work so far away
on your fishponds, hours and hours on end.
Yes, uh, that's true.
Actually, how's that going?
You said by now you would have
hired people to lighten the load.
Yes, yes, uh…
Complicated. I… I'm on it.
Well, it's just that, uh, you know…
Yeah, it's a business where you need
a certain skill set, and…
[clears throat] The… It's that
the business is just starting out.
It, uh… You gotta be patient, you know?
Okay. I am.
You should be too.
Be a little patient with this place.
Let me suggest
you concentrate on the good.
Yes, so much good.
Like MacGyver making an entrance
with his flashing lights
right in the middle of our Kiddush.
What was that, huh?
Making fun of you for doing the Kiddush?
What… what's funny about it?
What are you, Catholic?
Enter, saying, "Sorry, Shabbat Shalom,"
and everybody's cheering him on,
laughing like I'm an idiot?
Okay, that's enough. Relax, will you?
[sighs] Sure.
Good night.
I'll just go take this off.
Don't you wanna open a bottle of wine?
You want wine?
What were you trying to do, Dad?
What?
With Nisso.
Why at the table,
in front of everyone? It's not like you.
That man comes in here making up stories
like we're in kindergarten?
I couldn't help myself. You're right.
Rotem, it pains me
to see my daughter with a habitual liar
who humiliates our family.
He makes a mockery of us,
and I'm the issue?
Did he give you something for me
on my birthday?
Oh, but he's the one
humiliating our family?
[pensive music playing]
[knocking at door]
[knocking at door]
[poignant music playing]
[music fades]
Wow.
[chuckles]
-That's pretty fancy.
-[seductive music playing]
I was sure you were just gonna bring
the bottle to the bedroom.
-[music fades]
-[Pini] Hmm?
It's beautiful.
-Like it, huh?
-Yes.
[intriguing music playing]
I missed this.
You know? I mean,
missed us, not… not just, um…
Seriously, I miss that too. But tonight…
You know.
[chuckling]
When's the last time you drank wine, huh?
Alcohol and nursing don't mix,
you know that.
The kid could turn into an alcoholic.
And what are the odds
he won't turn into an alcoholic?
He is Aaron of the house of Maimon.
[both chuckling]
Cheers, my dear.
Cheers.
[Pini sighs]
-Well, this is fun.
-Mm.
-Like it was.
-Mm-hmm.
[music fades]
I missed this too.
I mean, are you really satisfied
with who we are now, hmm?
Yeah, generally.
I do miss all sorts of things.
-Occasional wine.
-Mm-hmm.
-And wearing jeans.
-[chuckles softly]
I even miss going over and marking
those fiendish little brats' tests.
Nah.
Work, you mean?
Yes.
What, no?
You're on maternity leave.
What's the rush? Come on.
[chuckles softly]
Let's just see
if we can recapture some of the old magic.
Cheers, then.
Take it easy.
You're right.
What's the rush?
[both chuckle softly]
[baby crying]
Shit.
He's fine.
He'll fall back asleep in a second.
He's… probably dreaming.
He…he's dreaming about your father
singing "Commander Thumbkin."
[Alma chuckles softly]
[baby crying]
I'm just gonna get him back to sleep.
Wait for me. Don't move.
-[baby crying]
-Goddammit.
"Wearing a metal helmet,
a sharp pin in his hand."
It's like a horror movie.
No wonder he's awake.
[intriguing music stab]
Make some room, fat-ass.
[both chuckling]
Thanks.
So you're… forgiven.
Everything? Sure about that?
'Cause if you're not,
we can go again until you're sure.
All of it. All.
I'm really sorry.
I was really stupid.
-Yes, you were.
-[sighs]
You were very… insistent.
Yeah, about what to do.
Plus, you sorta forgot it's my body.
[somber music playing]
Obviously it concerned the two of us,
but it was about me, you know?
So… I expected you to….
You're right.
And I'm really ashamed.
So let me ask you a serious question.
[music fades]
What the hell are you doing here?
One more word and I'm gone.
There's the door.
[both chuckling]
You're so predictable.
[tense music playing]
[engine starts]
[music stops]
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades]