The Psychologist (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Works with the scarf - full transcript

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Three minutes, that's the timeframe.
-The therapy?

Out of a 60 minute session,
three minutes are the most effective.

One, two, three.

Yes, hello. Do you hear me now?

Can't you hear that I...

What's that?

What?

I can't see you.

Yes, hello.

I have a problem,
I want to make love to my sister.



Hamudi!

How old is your sister?

Three.

Where's my money?!

Where's my money?
Lachman hasn't transferred it.

Are you talking to Tutti?
-What?

Say hi.

You're still with Liat?

She's the best thing in my life.

You're my spy at "Lachman Brothers".

My "Deep Throat".

The deepest.

Oh my, Mano Ettinger.

Effi's the husband I told you about.



Your ex-husband?

"Ex?" I was gone for three days.
What's going on?

What's going on

is that I won't live with a man

who takes a woman
from the gym to a hotel

and dumps her
because she's not a man.

Oh my.
-I can explain.

Nothing you say
will change my mind.

Really?

You want to be
a minister's wife in September? -What?!

I'm number three on the party list.

Mano, I haven't had time to find a sponsor.

Hello, I'm Dr. Tutti Lieblich.

Keren Mor

Tal Friedman
Menashe Noy

Tzahi Grad, Rotem Sela, Shani Klein

Mental Incompetence

Casting Director
Bruria Albek

Executive Producers
Eitan Abot, Guy Hameiri

Artistic Design
Tamar Gadish, Zvika Guter

Music
Ran Shem Tov

Cinematographer
Daniel Miller

Editor
Yula Gidron

Writer
Yosef El Dror

Producer
Dikla Barkai

Time's up.

Director
Tali Shalom Ezer

The Psychologist

"Corresponds with your scarf"

This is the page.
-Yes.

Good picture.
-So so.

"Effi Lieblich
Running hand in hand"

Ballot slip
"TARGET"

"Effi Lieblich
Running hand in hand"

Hey, it says we have a dog.

We need something.

We'll have to get a dog?

Not enough time to have a baby...

Funny.

You're taking care of the dog.

It has no name, it's obviously made up.

We can call him Johnny.

We had a focus group.

19. -It's a whole team.

We had a meeting

with 20 people.

And...?

On whether it should be male or female.
-What's the problem?

They say a female is tricky.
-Why?

As if I'm her master.
-Then a male.

What color? What breed?

We have to be cautious
with these things.

How about a horse?

What?

It will suit you.

It's been discussed by jurists,
ad men, experts, don't ask.

Experts on what?

Insult.

Who gets insulted by what,
it's a whole science.

They can predict

if a kid of Kurd descent
will get insulted

in 20 years
by what someone wrote today.

It's amazing,
they have an ethnic map. -What's that?

It's the size of a Chagall,

the countries are divided by origin,
gender, tendencies, religion...

You know how many bisexual academicians
of Hungarian descent there are in Tel Aviv?

Tell me.

What?

Mano.

Hi, Mano.

Hi, how are you?
-Great.

We're fine, and you?

I like the look.

Thank you.

Yes. Looks elegant.

You look good too, Tutti.

Red suits you.

It corresponds with your scarf, Mano.

Good eye, Effi.

I like your sweater too.

How's the website?
-Fantastic. -Great.

I have a few issues.
-I'm sure.

Me too.

I talked to my partners,

you know I'm not alone in this,

we have to define our story.

Is there a problem?
-The three of us?

Tutti and Effi.

Effi and Tutti.

Of course.

As a highly ranked new candidate,

people will want to know what's what.

There are voters
from all kinds of "groups,"

let's put it that way.

We have to be squeaky clean on all fronts.
-What does that mean?

The media today is a laser.

They'll want to penetrate deep.
-Welcome.

Penetrate me? -Yes.

It has to be airtight from every angle,

you could say.

Tutti and I are one front.
-Yes.

So let's go over a few potential stories.
-Okay,

we're happily married.

We met...
-When was this?

He dated my sister.
-No need to go there...

I'd leave that out.

I put him through school.

That's good.
-I worked at an investment firm and...

A supportive wife, beautiful.

The woman pushing from behind.

That's good.
An independent woman.

But we don't have kids.
-That's borderline.

I was thinking a dog.

Why don't you have kids?

Are you playing the interviewer?

Yes, exactly. -Ah.

So you can't say that...

we didn't want kids, Effi,

right, Mano?
-Yes, that's the game.

We can say you couldn't have kids,

we made several attempts,
endured pain and suffering and moved on...

We came out stronger?
-Sounds good.

Yes, I suffered,
but survived and came out smiling.

Yes, it has to be focused on you.

I have to be manly and fertile.

Okay, so...

didn't you think of adoption?

I didn't.
-We're very busy.

I gave at the office.

Okay.

So in terms of the marriage,

we need a uniform narrative.

We have wonderful wedding photos.

There's something people may be curious about
and I want us to be covered

because there's a paper trail,
invoices, stuff like that.

The stag party.

What about it?

Lots of invoices from gyms,

clubs, shops...

That gays frequent.

We believe you
that it was a friend's stag party,

but you know how people are.

Hold on there, let's clarify...

I want you to meet my rabbi.

You have a rabbi?

I made all my money
after consulting him.

Sounds interesting.
What's his name?

Rabbi Uzi, he has a treatment center.

What center?
-"Uzi".

I can't hand out money yet,
but I'd love to meet him.

I went over your material with the rabbi,

the hotels, the saunas.

He says that if I want to endorse you,
you must come to the center.

The stories will get out there,

once you're in politics,
you can't stop it.

Ah...
-This is damage control.

Let's be mature about this.

I spoke to the rabbi.

It's not an issue,
you get treatment, it goes away.

But it must remain between us.
-Totally discreet.

And besides,

a friend of mine was there,

he got treatment

and totally turned around.
-No, no, no, no.

No way.
-I consulted with the rabbi.

That's what I got, I'm sorry.

Go for a few weeks,
otherwise I can't endorse you.

That's the rabbi's ruling.

It puts me in a position...
-I'm sorry.

That's my condition.

You decide.

Where is it?

Safed.
-Safed?!

A big center, parking,
lobby, five stars.

We donated a nice sum.

Is there a gym?

"Hejaz"

Liat Shtruzman
Calling...

Hi.
-Tutti!

I'm stressed.
-Why?

I'm going to meet Hamudi's parents.

Oh, they have those cookies.
-Which?

With the fuzz.

I'll ask.
-Delicious desserts.

Tutti, what should I wear?

Something plain,
it's a different world there.

Jeans?

Maybe a motif from their culture.

A Hejaz?

What's that?

I don't know.

You know what belly dancers wear?

Sure.

Maybe something like that.

Panties and fringe?

Don't overdo it,
don't be intimidating.

Belly and cleavage are enough.
-Yes?

Yes, so they see you made an effort,
but that it's very you.

Tutti!

I love Arabs.

Great, honey, good luck.

Thanks.
-Ilalika. (Bye)

"There's a hyphen"

Margalit Evyona
Calling...

Hello. -Hi.

I'm Dr. Tutti Lieblich.

Yes, hello, there you are.

You and I, yes.

Margalit...

Evyona?
-There's a hyphen. -Where?

Evy-Yona. -Oh, okay.

Many make that mistake,
the computer overlooks the hyphen.

Well, then...
-Yes, Efraim is here, your husband.

Ah!

You're... -Yes,
Margalit, Rabbi Uzi's wife.

We welcomed Efraim to our center,

a wonderful man. -Sure.
I know he's there...

to get sorted out.

Sadly I'm contacting you

with some bad news.
-What happened?

We're at an impasse with Efraim.

I can't say I'm surprised.

Very profound resistance,
very profound. -To what?

Women.

Virtually zero reaction.

He didn't have to go
to Arad to find that out.

Safed. -Yes.

So we'll shift Effi
from stimulation therapy

that doesn't work on him...

Stimulation? -We hooked him up to electrodes,
locked him in a room

and we're transmitting all kinds of...

stimulation.
-Like what?

Pictures of soccer players,

a picture of you.
-And...?

The dial didn't move.

He screwed up our machine

with his lack of reaction to you.
-Well...

living with the same woman for 20 years,

how can she stimulate you?

Your therapy is funny,

and I don't know
what picture of me you used.

Obviously not a good one.

You're going like this.

In the nude. -What?

Effi gave it to us.

I got it.

You're calling for a better picture.

No, no, just to say

the treatment will take a bit longer.

What's a bit?

The world was created in six days,

it will take six weeks
to make Effi a real man.

What is the rabbi's name?

Rabbi Uzi.
-And the place?

"Uzi Center".

"Man's Path" is the name of the therapy.

Can I ask you a question, dear?

Yes.

When's the last time you laughed?

A hardy laugh, from deep within,

that you couldn't stop.

I never leaked from laughing too hard...

When did you have a good cry,

like a little girl?

I never cried when I was little.

Don't answer me.

Process the answers.
-Alright.

How's your bowel movement?

When's the last time you let loose

for real?

Do you really want to know?

A bit of humor. -Ah.

And an orgasm?

Right now. -Excuse me?

A bit of humor.

Can I suggest something to you, dear?

Let's see.

What you project as a woman confuses him.

You're tough, sharp.

If Effi had someone more accepting,

more cooperative and fun,

who can laugh at a joke,

give massages...

Laugh at a joke?

The greatest comics in the world are Jewish.

Have you talked to Effi?

Sure.

You think he has a sense of humor?
-Uh...

I've been with the man for 20 years,

you think you know
more about him than me?

Forgive me, no.

You just can't do your job.

No, forgive me!

So you're pinning it on me.

No. I'm so sorry you feel that way.

I'm just trying
to shift Effi to the other side.

Your problem, not mine.

If you don't think it's your problem,

there are only two options.

One, there's a book

called:

"A Man's Path - The Way Back"
by Rabbi Uzi Evy-Yona, my husband,

I think you'll find chapters

that can deepen your understanding
of how to help Efraim.

I'll pass, thanks.
-Your loss.

Second,

the divorce process

that we'll recommend
in Efraim's case.

Forgive me, but,

you think my husband will leave me,
abandon me, ostracize me

on the verge of becoming a minister?

I think it will do him good.

And if you don't mind me saying,

you too.

"Set boundaries"

Hi, Mano,

I want to tell you
what's happening in Safed,

get back to me.

Okay.

Mano, why aren't you getting back to me?

Something strange is going on,

I don't see the wisdom in screening me.

Mano?

Mano!

Ilan Ozer
Calling...

Can you hear me?
-Yes.

I won't play this game anymore.

What game?

You calling and hanging up.

I'm not, it's the Internet.

You're the only one I can't talk to...

You're talking now.

You do know
that when it disconnects you pay?

I noticed.

Well...

how can I help you?
What brings you to therapy?

I don't need therapy.

That's what I do.
-No, I'm just dandy.

I need advice.

On what?

Can you issue an invoice

that says "Consultation",
not "Therapy"?

It's automatic.

Then it's not a tax deduction.
-What do you do?

My occupation?
-Yes.

I'm an attorney. -Really?

Why? You need one?

No, I'm good, thanks.

You disconnected again.
-Me?

Do you need a computer tech?
I have a great guy.

I have someone.

Not very good...

There are tons of hacks,

they charge a fortune,
but work like Arabs.

He's an Arab.
-Who?

The technician.

Did you know
that 80% of dental students are Arabs?

I didn't.
-Pharmacists, you must have noticed.

Does that bother you?

Me? Of course not,

I'm Iraqi myself.

Your Hebrew is immaculate.

Of course, I'm Jewish.

Israeli, you mean.
-Yes, of course.

Even more so.

What?

Your Hebrew is good.

Yes.

So what advice do you need, Ilan?

I have a problem with my wife.

What problem?

Trust.

Can you give me an example?

She's a liar,

she's a thief,

she thinks all men are coming on to her.

Sounds like a character.

She doesn't give a damn.

Why don't you leave her?

I'm her husband. -So?

"Leave her?"

She makes you unhappy.

She has a shop,

she exploits her employees,
I can't take it.

Do you talk to her?

I do.
-Do you argue?

Not at all.

You say she lies to you,
goes behind your back.

She's such an embarrassment.

She drinks at family functions,
comes on to my nephews.

She needs a heavy hand, no?

How do I know?

Set boundaries for her.

I can't.
-Why not?

I don't stand a chance.

Maybe it doesn't bother you.
-Of course it does.

Maybe you like the fact

that she does the dirty work for you?

No way.

She does what you'd like to do.

Where's that coming from?

Maybe you're exploiting her.

Now I'm the jerk?

You're not?
-No.

Then stop her.

You say she's ruining people's lives?

Using them, conning them,

screwing them, dumping them? Just...

"It's a different culture"

"Hi Oren, what's up hot stuff?
Long time no check."

"Hi Oren,"

Liat Shtruzman
Dialing...

God, this is insane!

Hi, how are you?

I'm so stressed out!

Tons of lawyers and accountants
and cops taking things away

and Dror was arrested.
-Dror Lachman? -Yes.

I think he's in prison.

And Oren said:

"Erase your hard disk."

It's crazy!

And Admoni, the CEO,
tried to kill himself. -What?!

He cried, then he laughed,

then he peed his pants.

How is that suicide?

He's at my place.
-Why?

He was crushed.

I went with him to the hospital
and I said to myself,

I'll take him in, he's cute.

So he's alive and at your place?

If you can call it "alive."

He's passed out.

I can't even have sex with him.

But don't throw him out, that's not nice.

Can he write?

No.

He signs the checks

and the second payment is late,
that's why I called.

No, his hands are like jelly.

He's half dead.

He can't get hard. I checked.

Can't you...

I know his signature.

I sign for him a lot.

No, I don't want to fake a signature.
-Ah.

But if you put the pen in his hand

so it has his fingerprints on it,

I think that's legit.

Wow, Tutti.

But you need a check.

I can't ask him for one.

The dude's a flower.

A vegetable.

Yes.

And he was discharged from the hospital?
-Totally.

Unconscious?

No,

he was awake when we got to me.

They told me to give him five pills a day,

one pill...

every three hours,

but I'm at work,

so I gave him all of them before I left.

All of them?

Ah...

It says "two pills,"

not "five." -Ah.

Well, let me know how he's doing, okay?

For sure.

Doesn't Hamudi mind
that a man's living in your house?

No, it's over. -What?

We split up. -Why?

Remember we discussed
what to wear when I visit his family,

with the belly dancer cleavage?

They were nasty to me.

I think they tried to kill me.
-Oh no.

Yes.

They called me a "Jewish whore."

In those words?

No, in Arabic.
-You know Arabic?

No, Hamudi taught me how to say it.
-Tell me.

"Ana kahbah yahudia."

That's nice. Where is Hamudi now?
-I don't know.

His family got

a video by email

of Hamudi saying
that he wants to have sex with his sister.

Who sent it to them?

We don't know.
-That's awful.

Yes. She's three

and his brothers wanted to kill him,
so he had to run away,

jump the fence from his village.

Jump the fence where to?

Syria, I think,

or Russia.

Wow!

Yes, a real shit storm.

Well, it's a different culture.

Yes. Big time.
-Sure.

The Psychologist

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Hi, there.

I started dreaming of you at night.

Why?

You appear, vanish...

I thought that perhaps you're not real.

What do you mean?

That you're in a computer game.

You have computer games?

No. -Then how?

I don't know.

I'm real.

How's your wife?

Fine...

Great.

I locked her in the room.

What?

In the bedroom.

When?

This morning.

Early. -Why?

I don't know.

Did she say something?
Do something?

Today? No.

What then?

She got dressed...

to go to the store... -Yes?

I was at the dining table,

drinking coffee. -And?

I looked at her...
-And...?

There's this dish with...

the keys, on the table.
-Okay.

I took the master key,

the one for the bedrooms, the bathroom...

Whatever.

I closed the door,

locked it.

And...?

Nothing.

"Nothing?"

Silence.

She didn't say anything?
-No.

Do you hear a noise inside?

No.

She went back to sleep.

She's sleeping.

How do you know?

I peeked through the balcony window.

And it's okay
to lock your wife in a room?

What...

I set a boundary.

What boundary?

A door.

I meant behavioral boundaries.

I'm not a psychologist.

When will you open the door?

What's your advice?

Are you mad at her?

No.

I think you're a good couple.

You do? Why?

You understand one another's language.

How's that?

You do harsh things to one another
and accept it.

Maybe you even like it.

Ilan?

Ilan, you're on mute.

I hear you, don't shout.

Did you turn it off then on?

I didn't touch a thing.

Was that your wife?

I can't hear you.

Did your wife walk by?

I don't understand what you're saying.