Cash Register (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - The Morning of a Terror Attack - full transcript

This is the first stabbing attack
in Yavne...

There's a first time for everything...

It all happened
right at this bus stop at 7:30...

That's right here.
-Are you kidding me?

It's where Jessica takes the bus
to school every day.

Oh my God! Call her!

Thank God, she's been suspended
for two weeks.

The government is convening...
-Yeah, right...

Banana republic.

What are they waiting for?
The Bible says, "Kill or be killed."

Exactly, don't they read their Bible?



If this happened in Russia,

Putin would boom-boom
all the Arabs.

They all deserve

to be put...
-Good morning, everyone.

Hey, how's it going, Ramzi?

Sabah alkhyr.
(good morning in Arabic)

What a warm welcome.

Must be my new aftershave.

To be honest,

it's the new Baby Blue fabric softener.

I use a cap and a half,

40% more than
the recommended dose.

I gather you haven't heard the news.

Something happened
to the new Baby Blue?



There was a stabbing

two bus stops away from here.

How does that affect this branch?

It doesn't.
There are no politics here.

We're first and foremost human beings.

We're all human beings.

Look, your cameraman, an Arab,

he's been here all day,

no one minds,
no one even noticed.

He's a Yemenite Jew.

Even better, Yem...

You see?
It doesn't even matter.

You're all the same.

Every one is... each person is...
a person unto himself.

You're not an Arab?
Weren't you singing in Arabic before?

It was a song
by Dudu Aharon.

The suspect,
a 19-year-old Palestinian from Yatta,

was arrested after trying
to flee the scene.

I forgot my helmet on my bike,
I'm coming back in. Okay?

You hear me? I'm coming back.

We now go
to our military oorrespondent.

The defense establishment is not used
to images like this in Yavne.

Excuse me. Excuse me.
-Huh?

Aren't you going to check me
on a day like this?

It's all right, I know you.

Oh, you "know me

The driver knew the terrorist
that got on the bus today.

A lot of good that did him...

I can tell you're not a terrorist.
-How can you tell?

Terrorists are, you know..

young.

15, 20, 30 tops,

and that's if they prolong their career.

There are no terroristsour age.

"Our age"?

How old do you think I am?

Besides, I'll bet terrorists over 40
do just as good a job

as those skinny female terrorists
who can barely hold a pair of scissors.

Besides, it's none of your business.
You're a security guard? Guard!

Fine.

What?
-Your bag.

What?

Open your bag.

What's with you?
I said I was coming right back.

Open your bag.
-Geez...

Here.

I hid the bomb under my ID.
Dig deeper.

Stand up straight.

It never ends.
-I said, stand straight.

Here, I'm standing straight.

Want me to take my pants off too?

Sshhh... don't shout.
-I'm not.

After hearing about the attack this morning
I didn't want to leave the house.

I swear. It's so scary.
But Mosh said:

more people die in airplane accidents,
so we won't fly anymore?

4 times more people drown in the sea,
so we won't go anymore?

He convinced you.
-Absolutely.

But we canceled our vacation
to Mikonos this August.

Airplane and sea,
I don't want to tempt fate.

Hello, Nissim.
-Good morning.

For the Hamas, maybe.
-They're animals.

Not like us.
They have murder in their eyes.

I'd like two kilos of beef chuck

and cut it for goulash
so it's not stringy.

Two kilos of beef chuck
coming right up.

2.100?

Nissim. -What, Ramzi?
-Go, so you won't be late.

Oh no, I totally forgot.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
I have an appointment.

Ramzi will take good care of you.

Ramzi, two kilos for goulash.
Cut it so it's not stringy.

Take good care of her.
-Sure thing.

Two kilos of beef chuck
coming right up.

I'm no racist,

but on a day like this, it's not...

very comforting

to see an Arab

waving a knife at me.

I'm not saying,
but I'm just saying.

Goulash, huh?

My grandmother in Jisr used to make

the best goulash ever.

One bite..

and you die.

On second thought, never mind.

Thank you, thank you.

But it's not stringy at all.

I just remembered
I have lots of ribs in the freezer.

You asked for ribs?
-No, I have both. Thank you.

Have a wonderful day.

Jaundice, no.

Yishai Putrukh, right?
-Putrukh. -Put-rukh.

Great.

Now, since this is your first day

I prefer you don't work
and simply observe

and take in the values..
-Hi, Shira.

and experience the store.
I'm with a customer, so go take in.

Okay.
-Experience. Great.

Hello, Shuni.
How are you, dear?

It's a very sad day.
-Yes.

You can't trust anyone.

Uh, yes.

Remember the attack in June?

The terrorist worked for them
for 3 years.

He ate in their living room,
drank from their tap. 3 years!

And then, one day...

Yes, well,
that was very extreme.

You think so?
I don't know.

Those people
are very unpredictable...

They can suddenly
get ideas in their head.

Especially with a knife nearby.

Like the meat department.

Ramzi?

I'm sorry.

It's just... Ramzi?!

It's Ramzi. He's all heart.

He releases the worms from the lettuce
in the yard.

Well, the terrorist on the bus

got up for a pregnant woman
before he blew up the bus...

I'm not saying.

can keep an eye on him
if that'll reassure you.

It's your supermarket.
I'm just saying.

Ramzi?
-Yes, big boss?

Wow. Oh my.

What happened to your face?

I was slicing sirloin.

They were so fresh.
-Okay.

Ramzi, leave all this,

I really need you in dairy, okay?

Yishai will fill in for you. Yishai!
-Huh?

Please fill in for Ramzi
in the meat department.

What? -Knife.

Give it to him.
-You want me to fill in for the butcher?

I've never even sliced a tomato.

What's to know?

Anatoly will come fill in for you.

All you have to know,
the chicken is here. -Okay.

The beef is here,

and your heart is here, okay?
Use it.

Here you go.
-Okay.

Good luck, Mr. Yishai.
-Thank you.

Tie it in back.
-Okay, Ramzi.

He gets it.

Oh my God, I'm crazy about you,
I could eat you up.

I could swallow you up,
Mommy's sweet angel.

Mom, he's filming us, stop it.

Treasure came to visit me today.

Treasure?
-Yes, Treasure. My eldest.

I wanted to call him Prince
but then that tahini came out and...

They wouldn't pay
what I asked for

so I decided against Prince
and called him Treasure instead.

He really is a treasure.

If he wasn't my son
and there wasn't a law against it,

I'd marry him.
We have a deep relationship.

We have such deep conversations.

How do you say Bebo Kobo
in Pig Latin?

He tells me everything. Everything.

Oh, Mom, I didn't tell you.
-What?

I learned how to wiggle my ears.
-Show me.

I'm dying here.
Are you getting this?

Show him.
-No, Mom. -Sweetheart.

He's so talented.

Ay-ay-ay-ay.

Now all I need is a nice daughter-in-law.
That's all that matters.

I mean, I go with the flow,

but if there's one thing I'm picky about
it's daughter-in-laws.

And food.
And watches.

And Q-tips and cookies.
That's all.

And grapes.

He must be helping her,
he volunteers a lot with their community.

Or perhaps...
-What? What? Hey.

Not even in jest. You take that back.
-Why?

Don't you want your son and Esti...
-I told you not to say it.

Didn't you hear me?
God forbid.

Never!

My son? The treasure?

And a...

cashier?

Esti is cute.
-Do you know her?

Yes, she comes to my store sometimes.
She has this regal beauty.

You can get a thousand like her
on eBay.

Speaking of regal beauty,
what about that gir-l from the store,

the rich white one whose father
works for the army. -Mom!

Anything going on with her?
-Stop it.

What? -You know
I don't like talking about those things.

Then what'll we talk about?
My looks may be deceiving,

but I'm not getting any younger.
Sweetie,

I want grandkids.

But grandkids I can relate to, not...

you know, that look like...

What?
-What?

You know..

do I have to spell it out?

I don't want him
to bring home some...

Esti woman
who will give me...

cashiers for grandkids.
And those people run fast,

who needs athletic grandkids?

don't wanna run after them.

Esti.

Kohava, how's it going?
-Fine, how are you?

Good.
-Great. Come sit by me.

What's up, how's it going,
we haven't had a good heart-to-heart.

'm good.

What, what's up?

Are you dating anyone?

Why do you ask?

Do I need a reason?

We work together,
I want to get to know you.

I've been here for 6 months,
Kohava never talked to me.

She used to call me Tahunia.

What's with that, you know...

that guy from TV,
Tangania something.

Brano Tagania? -Yes.

He's not really my type, but...

I just met someone new.
But he's not Ethiopian, he's white.

Nice. -Yes.
-Amazing. -Yeah.

I'll kill her and Treasure
if they're doing it behind my back.

It's one thing
to tell me to my face,

I'd say no.
But behind my back?

Okay, look,

sweetie, I know that...

you're crazy about my Treasure,
but you know he's...

What is he?

You know...
that word we use in Hebrew,

that word..

he's...

a homosexual.

I said to myself,

I'll make up that he's gay.

God forbid, right?
Knock on wood.

My Treasure is a super-man!

A man's man.
The mother of all men!

Oh. -Yes. -Wow.

I didn't know he's...
-How could you?

man like that, a pillow biter?
-Yeah, no, I knew that,

I just didn't know
that you know.

That what?

That Treasure is gay.

When he told me,
I was in shock.

Treasure? Gay?

My Treasure?

I thought he'd never tell you.
He's been holding it in so long.

Yes, no...

It's not... -No, yeah,
it's not good to keep it in,

but now he must feel better.

I even introduced him
to a friend of mine, Arnon.

He's mulatto, muscular.

A great guy.
He says they really hit it off.

Have you met Arnon?

I should have called him Prince.

Treasure is a name for...

Prince is a man.

On a day like this, seeing one of our own
with a knife feels a lot safer.

Yo, yo, yo, yogurt

This cottage cheese is spoiled

This cottage cheese is crap

This cottage cheese
has been here a long time

Hey, cottage, what's up with that?

Cutting goulash, setting up yogurt,
it's all the same to me.

Any task at the supermarket
is pure joy.

But the dairy department

is like the North Pole.

On one hand,
the landscape is breathtaking,

on the other,
if you stay too long,

you could turn into
a Ramzi popsicle.

I bet that would really sell.

Issachar Bounty, Issachar Bounty...

Hello, Mom?

What'

I'm fine, thank God.

How was the birthday party?

And how's little Jihad?

Jihad, Mom.
Jihad, Jihad.

How is Jihad?

Did you blow up balloons?

Keep away from the thorns
in the yard.

At Ismail's party
all the balloons burst,

boom, boom, boom!

Shira, this is a disaster
waiting to happen.

What's wrong?
-What's wrong?

That Arab is wearing a coat in July
and yelling orders over the phone.

That's what's wrong.

I swear,
he's planning something.

Allah is great!
Allah is great!

Bye, Mom, bye.

Ramzi.
-Yes, big boss.

Please take off your jacket.

But it's cold here.

I know, but Yishai will fill in for you,

I can't stand a dirty floor,

I need you on the cleaning machine.

You're the only one
who has the touch.

That's true.

All right.

It's all about experience.
Don't give up, Mr. Yishai.

I swear,
today is a special day,

if I'm not there,
everything falls apart.

Really, from here to there,
from there to here.

That kind of experience takes time.

When I'm on the cleaning machine

I imagine it's a horse

and I'm the supermarket sheriff.

Galloping along
the dangerous supermarket prairies

with my price gun..

Hello there, plum jam stain.

This supermarket isn't big enough
for the both of us.

Naomi! Naomi!

The cherry tomato,
under your foot.

What? -Don't crush the cherry tomato.
-I can't hear you.

My apologies, sir!
My apologies!

It's okay. No harm done.

was distracted by a cherry tomato.
I'm sorry.

Let me see.
-I'm fine.

Absolutely not, let me see the wound,
okay? -There is no wound.

I insist, sir.
There may be internal bleeding.

We bury our heads in the sand and then what
A vehicle ramming attack!

I warned you.
You can attest to that.

Luckily he didn't run over anyone else.
I'm still shaking.

Okay, stop, turn off, assurance.

Mrs. Shuni,

I suggest you put things
into perspective,

the machine reaches 3.5 km/h.

So when they invent a machine
that goes 80, then we'll wake up?

That's your defense strategy?
Hail the next chief of staff.

No,
I do suggest

not overreacting... -No problem,
I'm calling Avichai.

No, no, no,
no need to call Avichai.

Why not? I want him to know
how secure his supermarket is.

I'm on it.

Okay? I'm on it.

Ramzi?

Yes, big boss.

Um...

What did I want? Um..

Ramzi, I need you...

I need you to...

go home.

What?

Yes, I think...

you worked enough,
you must keep up your strength,

you worked enough for one day.

But it's only 12:00.
That's enough for one day?

Is it because I didn't undress the customer
to look for internal bleeding?

Shira, I promise, next time I'll undress him
by force. -No, no, no.

Of course not,
don't undress anyone by force.

Never, Ramzi, it's not...

it's not about you,

it's just...

today is...
Ramzi, I'm sorry.

It's for the good of the supermarket.

If the good of the supermarket

is to crush Ramzi's heart

and then trample on it

and then run it over
with a forklift

back and forth,

then that's okay.

The good of the supermarket comes first.

Amnon Titinsky, applause!

Sshhh, keep it down.

Listen to this.

You'll die,
I just remembered.

Toot...

Good morning, this is the news,
I'm Kohava Shavit.

Customer Amnon Titinsky

finally bought deodorant.

Here you go.

Did you come up with that
or you want to blame someone else?

I swear, Titinsky,

if you didn't exist they'd have to invent you
then run you over. Gimme that.

No. These are tasting samples.

What?
-You know, it's what customers do.

They sample the olives,

the pickles...

So?
-This is the same thing.

I'm just taking them home to taste.

You eat them at home.
-No, no, I taste them at home.

Everyone does it.
I just do it at home.

Okay, let me weigh that.

What for?
This is outrageous.

Weigh samples?

I have every right
to sample the pickles

where I want,
under proper conditions

and make an educated decision.

Listen, you're picking out olives,
not a wedding venue.

Manzanillo. -What?

their own - delicious.
-Yeah.

In tahini, nice too,

but in cottage cheese?

Hell.

If I tasted them here, I'd be stuck
with 100 grams of Manzanillo.

Not to mention the cottage cheese.

Who's gonna reimburse me
forthat? You? No!

So let me taste them at home
like a civilized human being.

You really are screwed up,
you know that?

It's just two shekels.
-It's not about the money.

It's the principle of the matter.

Until he said "principle,"

I was just toying with him.
Pay, don't pay, who cares?

I just love messing with him. He could steal
the forklift with Ramzi on it for all I care,

but as soon as he said "principle,"
the monster's cage flew open.

You son of a mammoth.

Either you let me weigh that,
pay and get outta my face

or you'll taste them right here
and get outta my face!

It's the principle, he tells me...
Who does he think he's messing with?

So that's your game?
-You bet.

Then I'll taste them here.

Excuse me, what's going on?

A smart buy.

Great, now you disturbed me.

Okay, Manzanillo from the top.

Enough already.
-What are you doing? No!

Shoo, thief.

Give me that.
-Thief! What are you doing?

It took me 30 minutes
just to pick them out.

No, what are you doing?
What are you doing?

The Principle Monster did its thing,

the Principle Monster
is going back to sleep.

Good night, monster.

Good night, Uncle Helicopter.

You did the right thing,
especially on a day like today.

Best to be on the safe side.

Good afternoon,
who's the manager? -I am.

We're looking
for one of your employees.

You just sent him home, right?

Who? Putrukh?

His name is Ramzi Putrukh?

No, Putrukh Yishai.

Yishai Putrukh.
Did he do something wrong?

No, no.

He just sliced up his lover in China
and fled to Israel.

Our intel says
he's somewhere around here.

He's a very dangerous man.

We’ve IDd the suspect.
Backup to Issachar Bounty!

I'm on him!

Let go of me!
Let go of me!

This is as gentle as I can be,
Mr. Yishai, please understand me.

Oh, please.

Let go!
-The suspect is cuffed.

I repeat, the suspect is cuffed.
Come with me.

Ramzi,

I thought you went home.

I'm sorry,

I got to the bus stop and remembered
that in the heat of the accident

I forgot where
the cherry tomato went.

The cherry tomato?
-Yes.

Never mind.

Order in the supermarket
must be maintained.

There's no difference
between an escaped convict

and a cherry tomato
that got out of the box.

I take it back.
What can I say?

If not for Ramzi,

we'd have an escaped convict
on the loose.

That Ramzi is a hero,

the way he pounced on that Putrukh.

So professional, I must say.

Maybe he has experience.

Maybe he already attacked people.

No, I'm not saying.

But I'm just saying...

Ramzi! Ramzi!
-He was awesome!

Ramzi!
-He was awesome!

He was awesome!
-Ramzi! Ramzi!

Issachar Bounty,
the price is cheap, the customer precious!

Let's hear it!

Issachar Bounty,
the price is cheap, the customer precious!

Geez...