Bros (2024) s02e08 Episode Script

[uneasy music playing]
[music fades]
[Shimon] Rotem, I asked you
to come to see me.
[Rotem] I was making sure we were ready
for the Japanese group.
It's their first time here.
We want them to come back.
Then just ask Samir to do it.
This is urgent.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Okay, great news.
Oh yeah? Well, what's going on?
-So Gary…
-Mm.
He's on a property scout… in Greece.
So I told him, you might as well stop by
on your way back to London.
If the mountain won't come to Muhammad…
[chuckles softly]
Wha… What, so he's stopping by?
I'm useful every now and again.
So the meeting
you're supposed to have in London,
you'll meet with him here
tomorrow instead.
I need you to wow him.
Show him you belong there.
Yes. But…
What?
Aren't you pleased?
Yes. It's…
It's wow, just…
It's great, but things have kinda changed.
I have to think about it.
It would mean suddenly I'm taking
a one-way flight. It's…
What is it? Nisso?
I'm trying to… put aside my feelings
about the whole situation,
all the time off,
a marriage proposal out of nowhere…
But this is your passion.
Isn't it? I made the connection with Gary
because of you.
It breaks my heart to see you
give it all up because of some…
Okay. I have to get going.
I'll see you bright and early.
We'll seal the deal.
-Good girl.
-[cell phone ringing]
Duty calls. I'm coming, I'm coming.
[uneasy music playing]
We work with that group quite a bit,
so I'll see what I can do,
but keep in mind that it's summer,
our busiest season,
and the hotel is nearly at capacity.
Yes.
-What?
-Where's Nisso?
-What?
-Don't "what." Nisso.
Listen, I don't know you--
Call him.
What do you want?
I'll give you his number. Just go.
He's screening my calls.
He'll answer you. Call him.
[dialing number]
[ringing tone]
Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic voice message.
The motherfucker's screening you too?
Okay. Listen.
Tell your guy
Bakshi has been trying to reach him,
and that my next visit
won't be as friendly.
Got it?
-[door opens]
-What was that noise? What's going on?
Shut up.
Rotem, are you all right?
I told you to shut up, didn't I?
Thank you for your visit.
You can leave.
I won't say it again. Get out of here.
[Shiko chuckles]
-Let go of him!
-Shh!
[tense music playing]
Take care.
Dad? Dad, I…
-[door closes]
-Dad, are you okay?
Piece of shit.
Bastard.
[opening theme music playing]
BROS
[Western acoustic music playing]
[bird screeches]
[bird screeches]
I wasn't asleep.
Mm.
[sighs]
Whoa, dude, my head's pounding.
What was that shit?
[laughing]
Egypt, buddy. Land of hashish.
[exhales]
I'm so thirsty,
I'd drink water from a used mop.
I guess hash in the desert was kinda dumb.
[groans]
[Nisso] Come on. Let's go look for a road.
[Nisso groans]
-[sighs]
-Hey, I think I'll take them with me.
-[music fades]
-Bro, are you for real?
I don't know. It's an asset.
That way,
at least we'll have currency, right?
Yeah, good idea.
Our problems aren't big enough as is.
[intriguing music playing]
[Pini] Why? Why?
Why are you such a douche? Why?
You'll end up smoking
just as much of it as I will, right?
So why are you making me
carry it all by myself? Why?
Where's that goddamn camel of yours
when we need him?
Son of a bitch.
Fuck!
Help me out here. Come on, I'm dying.
You took it, you carry it.
[Pini] Asshole.
-[Pini breathing deeply]
-[vehicle approaching]
Hey, there's a car coming!
Stop waving, you idiot. It's a police car!
I told you to leave the bags back there,
didn't I?
Shit.
-[tense music playing]
-[Pini clears throat]
Hey, troopers. What's up?
No, no. Nah, we're civilians. Civilians.
What, are you crazy?
What brings you guys way out here?
It's dangerous.
Don't ask.
We were stuck back there all night.
"Back there"?
That's an active combat training zone.
You can get your head blown off.
Are you protesters?
No, no, we have a food truck with us.
The soldiers,
they train here for weeks, poor things,
so we figure we'd bring over some food.
We broke down back there,
and there's no service
to call for a tow truck.
Those bags yours?
[Nisso] Uh…
-Yes.
-No.
-Yeah, mine. Uh…
-They're his.
I just packed up
all the gear from the truck.
I'm not taking my chances in Egypt.
I mean, hopefully the truck's still there.
If we could just borrow your phone
for a minute, maybe?
Forget it. I'll take you back there.
-You know where the thing broke down?
-Oh…
I've got a tow hook. Let's see
if this sedan can't pull you out.
No, there's no need, man. It's…
You probably have so much going on.
We don't wanna pull you away
from all the… action around here.
Although, if you have
maybe some water, please?
Or… or even a juice, a juice box,
or… or something sweet, I'm easy.
I would take… a jelly bean?
Poor guys.
Maybe I can…
Come on. I got the AC all the way up.
[music fades]
[policeman clears throat]
-[car door opens]
-Come on, hop in.
Let's see if those bags'll fit back here.
My guess is as good as yours.
No, that's okay. I'll… I'll…
They can go on my lap, right?
On your lap?
What are you, a drifter?
Looks like your buddy's brain is fried.
[intriguing music playing]
[straining]
What'd you pack?
Oil drums?
Uh, no, my friend here panicked,
and he packed
all the kitchen gear he could fit.
Yeah, yeah, I…
Well, I mean each one of those pans
costs 900 shekels,
because we only use cast iron.
[suspenseful music playing]
Okay. The moment of truth.
Good news. Looks like they'll fit.
[quirky music playing]
Here. You take that.
You take that.
Here you go.
And that.
[inhales sharply]
Uh, I might've smashed one.
No worries.
Slide on in.
[doorbell rings]
[music fades]
Nachum?
Hey, what's up, Rotem? Come in.
Uh, excuse my appearance.
Sorry to intrude. It's just…
I kept trying to call Nisso,
but he didn't answer.
I wanted to ask if I can crash
on his couch for the night, maybe.
You think he got arrested?
Wait, Nisso's missing?
I got here last night
and haven't seen him.
He doesn't know I'm here.
I just let myself in.
I was pretty desperate.
I stayed the past two nights with David.
And every day,
his mother's up at seven cooking siske.
If she found out I was here,
she'd go straight to my mother,
and my mom doesn't know.
What doesn't your mother know, Nachum?
Yaffit didn't tell you?
We had a fight.
Oh, Rotem, I forgot to ask
if you want coffee.
Ah. Why am I the one offering?
This'll eventually be
your place, too, after all.
But on the other hand,
asking you to make coffee
would be rude of me.
-I… I can make you a coffee, Nachum.
-Mm-hmm.
[exhales]
What happened with Yaffit?
You really don't know? I'm surprised.
I guess she must be too ashamed.
Getting married isn't like
an all-you-can-eat-buffet
with endless options.
It's a… an entrée that lasts a lifetime.
At the beginning,
it feels like a fantasy, not reality.
But then reality is bound to creep in.
Of course it does.
And if you're not happy with it,
or you can't accept the reality, then you…
you leave and live with your failure.
I don't like feeling my emotions.
They…
they blur my thoughts, make me selfish.
[coffee bubbling]
Yeah.
That's okay.
A man alone on a couch.
That's gonna be my life.
And pizza. Definitely pizza.
It's buy one, get one free.
[coffee pot clicks]
-You want sugar?
-No, no, that's all right.
You know what? Yeah.
Two.
Uh, three. Teaspoons.
-[quirky music playing]
-Yep. No problem.
Dubi, Gozlan reporting.
Passing the eastern route.
[man] Copy.
You two're lucky
you made it through the night.
This is a very dangerous area, you know.
Don't let the silence of the desert
fool you.
This here? It's one of the busiest
drug trafficking routes in the world.
Just Monday, we caught a few smugglers,
and these guys were loaded. Man.
Every weapon in the book.
Machine guns, RPGs.
Let's just say, best not
to bump into these men after dark.
[music fades]
Guess what else we managed to find.
You don't wanna know.
I'll bet it was drugs.
-[quietly] Shut the fuck up.
-[quietly] Sorry.
[quirky music resumes]
-[music fades]
-[indistinct chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
[door lock clicking]
[sighs]
[cell phone beeping]
ROTEM: WHERE ARE YOU? ANSWER ME.
I NEED YOU URGENTLY.
NACHUM: ARE YOU HOME? CAN I COME OVER?
[dialing number]
[ringing tone]
[busy signal]
[melancholy music playing]
BAKSHI CAME LOOKING FOR YOU AT THE HOTEL
[engine stops]
[cell phone beeping]
ALMA: I HOPE IT'S GOING WELL
WITH THE MULLET.
WHY AREN'T YOU PICKING UP?
DON'T WAKE ME WHEN YOU COME IN,
YOUR BRATTY SON REFUSES TO SLEEP
[chuckles]
[Izhar] Pini.
Hey, just a second. Hey, Pini!
[music fades]
I'm listening.
Okay.
I just have to say that, first off,
you had every right.
I deserved a knock to the head.
A header.
Huh?
Yeah, it's just that…
It doesn't matter to you, I know.
It's just…
I need to say this. It's just that I…
Since my divorce,
I feel like I've been regressing.
It hasn't been easy,
and… I haven't been myself.
And then, uh…
then Alma came,
and we were back in the exact room
where it started between us.
And for a minute,
I felt like I was sixteen again, you know?
-What?
-Your first love stays with you forever.
And then you join the army.
It's… At that age, I mean,
more than two years together…
[pensive music playing]
…it's significant. [chuckles softly] It's…
Not that I'm trying to excuse
any of my actions.
-Yeah. Two years is pretty serious.
-Yeah.
I hope you understand.
I just…
I had to try to make amends.
[somber music playing]
Goddammit.
[inaudible dialogue]
[cell phone buzzing]
INCOMING CALL FROM NISSO
[buzzing stops]
[cell phone beeping]
NISSO: I NEED YOU TO PICK UP
[inaudible dialogue]
[sobs]
[breathing shakily]
[camera shutter clicking]
[cell phone ringing]
INCOMING CALL FROM ALMA
-[music fades]
-[sobs]
[knock at door]
[uneasy music playing]
[knock at door]
What's going on? Pini, you okay?
[music fades]
You have hot water, right?
No, I just took a cold shower.
Do me a favor. Turn on the water heater.
What are you doing?
Not on the couch. You're all sandy.
-[sighs]
-We're done. It's over.
What?
-[refrigerator door opens, closes]
-[bottles clinking]
Get this. She convinced me
she was violated by this pervert.
She was shocked, she said.
Said she nearly hit the guy.
She… she… she was mad.
Alma decided to leave out
a key detail though.
Guess what?
They were a fucking couple in high school!
She makes up a job interview
to cover her tracks.
She went to rekindle her old flame.
And if I didn't find out, what then?
Anything could've happened, am I right?
Why keep it a secret if it's nothing?
Maybe because it's something, huh?
What was the plan?
Why all the lies? Just to spite me?
Not attracted to your husband?
I'm not your type?
Grow some balls.
Say that. What am I, a pussy?
Wow.
What happened? How'd you figure it out?
I saw him, that bastard.
He chased me down.
Came out of nowhere in the moshav,
his nose… all fucked up.
He tried to say sorry,
just made everything worse.
Alma doesn't even know I'm back yet.
Let me ask you a question.
You recall the name
of your high school sweetheart?
-Michal.
-Irit.
There you go.
It's not something you forget.
So what's she planning to say, huh?
What's her excuse? Brain fog?
Sore nipples? Post "partial"?
She thinks I'm an idiot. [grunts]
You see?
The moshav thing blew up in her face.
She's finally reaping what she sowed.
Everybody warned me
about the moshav communal bullshit.
They were right. They all bang each other.
Give it a rest, dude. You're exhausted.
We didn't sleep.
You're not thinking straight.
I think I'll sleep here for a while.
[sighs]
Mm.
-Tell me.
-Yeah.
Water's hot by now, right?
[sighs] Not yet, man.
Maybe enough to wash your face.
-Make yourself at home. I have to go.
-Where to?
Why not pick up a few cases of beer
while you're at it?
And your fridge is totally empty.
Buy some food.
How about Bulgarian cheese and… za'atar?
-And a couple of red onions.
-Yeah, got it.
What's this?
[sighs] A ring.
[mysterious music playing]
'Cause of Bakshi?
Yeah.
Fucking asshole.
Where are you going?
[whoosh]
Well?
You boys wanted to meet me, yes?
Go ahead. I'm all ears.
[Nisso] Mm-hmm.
Uh… Mm-hmm.
Uh…
Basically, you… obviously don't know us.
[Pini] He knows that.
And it's important for us to make it clear
that we don't know who you are either.
-[music fades]
-We're… we're not here for any sort of…
-Just let me.
-Okay, go on.
Uh, here's the thing.
We took a new car.
Like, brand new, and we were--
Who did you "take" it from?
No, no, not from here. Be more clear.
We would never take your car.
That's why we're here, about the car,
but not your car.
Hopefully, that clears things up.
I… I'll take it.
Nisso, he… stole this new car. Go on.
Uh, yeah. We, like, stole a car together,
and that's why, uh, we came together.
Why would two car thieves come to me?
-[suspenseful music playing]
-Do I seem like a stolen car dealer?
No, no, no, no, no, you… Not at all.
Ju… just speak clearly. Come on, focus,
We rehearsed this.
No, no. No, no, no.
Um…
This happened before, in the past.
Like, a long time ago, not now.
It's way back.
We… we can hardly remember it.
-Yeah, uh, in the recent past.
-Well, not that recent.
Like, a few months ago.
We went to that scrapyard
run by, uh, Bakshi,
and we sold him the, uh, the car.
The new car.
I'm pretty… I'm pretty sure, uh…
You guys have it on display out there.
I don't know the exact plate,
but that car in the window's the same one.
Hey, wait, you boys are telling me
you met a guy named Bakshi,
who's connected
to the stolen car business?
No, no, no, we… we're not.
You suck at this too.
No. It… it has nothing to do
with the car on display
It's… it's not even about that.
Uh, there's this dude named Bakshi,
but he has nothing to do with anyone.
We brought the car to him.
We worked out a deal,
and then he hustled us.
Don't say "hustled."
It… it's not very polite in this business.
And we're not saying
one of your employees hustled us,
or… or anyone else who works
in this industry, for that matter.
Yeah, no, it's…
The car had a market value
of 800,000 shekels.
He gave us 30,000.
So I felt like I had to, like,
make up the difference.
Yeah, but you were fair, Nisso. Tell him.
Yeah. What happened was
I went to take a piss after the deal.
Uh, and during that,
I spotted this bag of money.
And this thing was, like,
busting at the seams… with money.
I didn't take it.
I just grabbed what he owed me.
Could be half a mil.
I didn't steal it. I was fair.
I still don't understand
what you want from me.
You two come to me with some bullshit
about a stolen car, a bag of money, and…
[tense music playing]
What is it that you want?
[Pini exhales sharply]
We have a feeling
that the money Nisso stole
doesn't actually belong to him.
[Nisso] So what we're saying
is that this is a…
a predicament… where someone is accused
of stealing money
from, let's say, someone like you,
but, in fact,
he was robbed by someone else.
By us. Hmm.
[Shiko] I'll translate.
They're saying that they stole some money,
and they think it's yours.
And even if it's not yours,
if it doesn't belong to you,
we feel that we have
a duty, morally, to return it.
And all this is 'cause you're vying
for Citizens of the Year, is that it?
It has to do with karma, you know?
And nobody wants to piss off karma, right?
And… really, all the…
the… the… this whole thing
was out of stupidness, you know?
Of Nisso's stupidness, actually.
'Cause, like we said,
I didn't steal anything.
I wasn't there. I found out in retrospect.
I'm here…
I'm here because I'm a good friend.
Wow, the balls on these motherfuckers.
They steal your money,
then come to you and confess?
No more bullshitting, Zion.
What's any of this got to do with us?
They're not wired, okay? I checked.
Ah.
Okay, so where's my money?
You claim you have money
that you believe to be mine,
isn't that right?
If that is indeed the case,
then, yes, I expect to get it back.
So you're
referring to the entire 300K?
Look, we really just wanted you to know
what happened.
Uh, but we don't have the entire 300.
Uh, but we were thinking…
Uh, we… we thought, like,
maybe you'd let us… finance it.
[Elharizi chuckles]
A finance plan? This look like a bank?
[laughter]
What… Don't you offer financing
at your agency?
We heard the secretary say
you offer installments.
You know what? I will do that.
500,000 within 48 hours, or else.
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
[intriguing music playing]
[music fades]