Downtown Precinct (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 3 - Episode #2.3 - full transcript
Why didn't you report it.
-Cops are getting screwed right and left.
What can I tell them?
Dad! -Hi.
You screwed so many girls on the side
and the entire station knows?
That was after we broke up.
I don't know what you want from me.
Get out and don't call me
unless it's about Tom.
What are you trying to tell me?
-To get out of my life.
Lital Ben Zion, Deputy Inspector.
-What investigation is this?
Corruption in a big contracting
company that's building in Jerusalem.
Sheinberg, the deputy housing minister?
-Good for you.
Do you want a collapse?
-You're not connected to anything right now.
Next time, it won't be me calling.
It will be the commissioner.
That guy, Arik. Is he married?
-No. -He's cute.
I know exactly who you are, Inspector
Arbel and you don't worry me at all.
I can recommend to transfer a file
that's sitting here on my desk.
One hell of a file on Inspector Arbel,
something connected to Babayof.
Should I transfer it to
Internal Affairs for investigation?
Good luck.
He's vulnerable right now.
This is your chance.
What's going on?
There were shouts coming from the apartment
a few times already in the past months
but no one witnessed the murder itself.
-Fights with the husband.
He's been unemployed
for a few months.
Been there, done that.
-Where is the husband?
Taken in for questioning.
They're checking all his shoes because
there are bloody footprints.
Well, one of the old guys around here
wants to talk to me, too.
So sweep away whatever is left
and let's tie this story up, okay? -Fine.
Are you sure it's the husband?
-Who else?
We need to talk to you.
-Now?
Yes. Sorry.
-That's okay.
Don't go.
Grandma will be with you.
It's only for a few minutes.
You want the police to find
the person who did it, right?
Just a few minutes, Sara.
-Look what we brought you.
I'll be right back.
-Can I see Mommy?
Later on, sweetie, okay?
-Will she be all right?
I don't know.
Don't go.
He'll be right back.
"Kids, don't fight. -I'm so nervous,
I almost forgot my own name."
Why don't you answer?
Lower the volume.
Yes. -Repossession authority. -What?
You didn't pay your electric bill.
-What? What are you talking about?
I'm telling you, your electric bill,
can't do anything about it.
What? Excuse me. No. Excuse me.
You can't come in.
Turn down the volume, please.
What's he doing?
Stop it.
Okay, listen. The electric bill
is from six months ago.
It's not mine. I don't live here anymore.
-That's what's listed. What can I do?
I sent them a letter.
-I don't know.
You can pay the bill, plus interest,
plus commissions.
-My husband is a policeman.
-It's all legal, ma'am.
Tell him to stop for a second.
I can explain everything.
I have the paperwork, okay?
Just wait a second. Wait.
Turn off the television already!
Now!
Excuse me.
I spoke with them, they left.
-What? Who are you?
Sharon Even. We talked on the phone.
-I don't have time now. -That's okay.
They're gone. I took care of it.
-What? -They won't bother you again.
Mom, can I watch TV again?
-No. Go take a shower.
But it's not over yet.
-Go. It's late. Now.
But it's not over yet.
-Now!
Cute kid.
-Well, thanks. I can manage by myself.
Sorry to show up like this.
You just aren't answering my calls.
We don't have anything to talk about.
I see that you have problems.
-What are you talking about?
You got fired and you're in debt.
-Just no demand for my position now.
That's how it goes,
a husband sometimes wrecks his wife's life.
Well, I don't want to talk to you.
-I can help you.
Adoniya Dessa, my condolences.
Where are the police? Where?
We've been complaining for months
that there are attacks in the area
and you don't do anything.
What was Esther doing out
so late at night?
She works in a kiosk.
It's open 24/7.
Does she usually come home
after midnight?
She does lots of shifts.
-You're not employed right now, right?
No.
I worked for a security service
but they fired me, cutbacks,
they said.
What do you mean?
They only fired me.
I'm the only Ethiopian
who worked there.
Once, I heard them talking
when I was in the bathroom.
The boss was laughing.
He said all blacks guys stink.
You deserve to start over.
You deserve a fresh start.
Nothing was your fault.
I can help you.
With what?
There are jobs in hospitals,
teaching jobs, help with the debt.
What do you want?
Tell me what happened
the night Arik disappeared.
I know he wasn't with you all the time.
-I don't know anything.
Honestly, I don't understand why
you are so loyal to him.
You know he's screwing the entire
station, right? -Well...
I'll take care of you even if
you don't say anything. -I can't.
It's not right that
he leaves you like this.
I understand you fought
with your wife.
And you don't fight with yours?
-Sometimes.
I know what you think
that I killed her.
Who found the body?
-That's what you think, right?
I still don't know.
Who found the body? -I did,
and I immediately called the police.
I told you.
There are attacks in the area.
There's a gang of teenagers.
-I'll look into it.
-I want the person who did it to pay.
-Don't worry.
It's not him.
-There's no way to know why he's crying.
Maybe he's really sad
because he killed her,
and maybe he's crying out of
self-pity because he's going to jail.
I'm telling you that you're wrong.
We have his fingerprint on the knife.
-That doesn't mean anything.
He's the first one who found her
so he picked up the knife.
Was the footprint a match? -No,
but he could have thrown away the shoes.
What difference does it make?
We have him at the scene.
You know the statistics
for the Ethiopian community.
The neighbors also reports hearing
them fight. -All couples fight.
Who conducted the interrogation?
Lital? -Yes. -How is she?
Fine. Very experienced.
-Not like me.
Why do you say that?
-Did she hit on you already? -No.
She didn't jiggle by with her shirt
and her cleavage? -What?
She didn't give you the look.
"Wow, Arik, you're so masculine."
-Go on.
Yes, is that what you want?
Wow, Arik. You're so amazing.
Can you help me with my shirt?
My button is stuck.
What's going on, pretty girls?
We're in the middle of a case.
-We're working. -Yeah, right.
You know who was at
the murder scene? -Who?
Tiko Yussabi.
-How is that connected?
We should check it out.
-Who is it?
Some Ethiopian got a few guys together,
set up a crew.
Someone who's sure
he's a mobster.
He's really just a small time dealer,
not someone who murders women.
I'm just saying,
it's worth checking out.
Hi, Guy. -Hello, Romy.
Listen. -Yes.
After the whole saga about
the Queen of England,
and mostly the grandmother
and that grandson. -Yes.
You guys in the newsroom
can never be arrogant again...
Police. Police!
-Don't move. Don't move.
Sit down. Sit. Sit!
-Tiko.
Tiko. Tiko. -Wait. I'm on the toilet.
Hang on.
Open up, you son of a bitch.
Do you have a warrant?
(also: turtle)
Yes, a little one, with a shell.
-Oh, a real comedian, huh?
Yeah. I feed my turtle lettuce
and hashish, have any? I'm all out.
Tiko.
Did you flush? You piece of shit.
-Did you want it to stink?
Come on. -Wait. Let me wash
my hands. What's going on?
Come on. We turn off the water
before we show up.
Don't want you to get any ideas.
Now out!
Motherfucker...
They didn't find anything.
-Shut up.
He tried to flush the stuff down the toilet.
-No way.
There's just one problem with that.
-Lital.
What is that?
-What? You don't know what that is?
No. -Before we bust in,
we don't only shut off the water.
We also stop up the plumbing.
-Bummer, huh?
Well, it's not me, okay?
-Okay. Explain it to the judge.
Up, up. up.
You're coming, too. Up! Up.
So, Tiko?
Still doing hashish, huh?
-I'm not talking.
You think I care about the hashish?
Why did you kill her?
-What?
From your neighborhood,
your people.
That's what happens
when we don't protect one another.
Do you know who did it?
-We don't need you.
I'll find out who it is
and he'll pay.
You think I'm a drug dealer.
Okay, you're a cop,
a maniac.
But the truth is, I take care
of this entire neighborhood.
So just leave it to you?
You'll take care of it? -If you want to.
I want to know who did it.
-It wasn't me.
Listen... help me out and the thing
with the hashish disappears.
Forever?
-For the meantime.
I don't feel like it.
-A tough guy, huh?
You know, whoever killed her
shoved a knife in her belly
a few times while she screamed.
That's how you protect her?
That's how you protect her?
-Be careful where you sit, don't fall.
Did you come to beat me up?
Come on, have a go, come at me.
Do you know how many beatings
I got in the beginning?
You know how many times they beat
the crap out of me?
You know how many of them thought
I was an Ethiopian stooge?
Let me tell you something.
In the end they paid for it, every one of them.
So come on. Let me have it.
Hit me.
Beat the black guy up.
Maybe it will help you.
Tell me. What do you think?
They screwed you so you can do
whatever you want?
I didn't touch her.
Forensics found something strange
on Esther's phone. -What?
A video clip.
What is that? -Wait a minute.
It's a dog fight.
-What's that doing in her phone?
Why do they do that?
-Gambling.
Here, maybe?
Do you recognize that window?
-No.
Let's try another street.
We have to find that basement.
It could be a thousand places.
We're wasting our time.
What do you want to do?
Are you hungry?
Anyway, the guy is hanging
in the air.
He looks at me and without blinking
an eyelid, he says: "Fuck off!"
-Wow! I said to him: "Fuck off?
Where is fuck off? I don't know.
"Is it in Jerusalem?"
And Berkovitz just lets you do it?
We don't tell Berkovitz everything.
-You have a lot of secrets, huh?
Everyone does, don't they?
I don't know what that is.
-You don't know? -No.
I told you. There are gangs around here.
-You know who they are.
I don't know anything.
-You saw them. -No.
You're my main suspect right now.
Understand?
I didn't kill her.
Take me home.
My daughter is waiting for me.
Are you going to take care of her?
-Are you scared of them?
Esther was a good soul.
She loved animals.
I told her don't get involved.
If I show you a picture,
could you identify them?
You have a video.
Why do you need me?
You tell me it's not the husband?
-We still don't know. -It's not him.
We still don't know if the video has
anything to do with it.
All we have is his fingerprint on the knife.
-That doesn't mean anything.
Not every Ethiopian woman is murdered
by her husband. -No. Just 1 out of 7.
And what's this about a gang in
the neighborhood?
We don't know.
Meanwhile, he's not talking.
-And Tiko?
-I turned it over to the state attorney.
Be thankful there is still a state
attorney. -What do you mean?
There's a strike in two days.
-All the lawyers in Tel Aviv
are going on strike.
-What's their problem?
Maybe their salaries are too low.
-What should I say?
They'll be forced to return, no?
Otherwise, criminals will go free.
Well right now,
work as if there is strike,
so you don't have much time.
Wait a minute, Arik.
What was that? -What? -Do you
really believe it was the husband?
Why not? Because of the video
or because he cried?
Do you know how many murderers cry,
shoot and cry?
So do we ignore the video of the
dogs? -How is that connected?
You ignore it. It doesn't work like that.
Maybe in Jerusalem but here...
Don't tell me how it works, okay?
-What's going on?
She thinks she's in charge
of the investigation.
Since when do inspectors want
a complex picture? -Calm down you two.
I don't have time for wars
between team members.
Lital, go interview the family of the victim.
-I already spoke to...
Everyone! And Alex, take Zion and Tiko
personally to Abu Kabir.
-What? Since when do investigators...
-Now!
And let's not have any trouble on the way.
-What does that mean?
You know what I mean.
Fuck. I have nothing to do with it.
I don't know what I'm doing here.
Shut up.
-What difference does it make.
I heard in a few days the lawyers
are going on strike and we'll all go home.
Meanwhile, they called off the strike.
They're negotiating.
What a country.
You can't count on anyone. I told you so.
They even cancel strikes.
Dude, let's get out of here.
-We're chained together, are you nuts?
They don't have anything on us anyway,
a few months inside is all.
It will do you some good.
-Lucky they didn't find the pack in the car.
Shut up. -Aren't you afraid they'll
frame us for Esther's murder?
It wasn't us. -Why didn't you tell
the cop about Dimatov and his guys?
You don't talk to cops.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Besides, I want to take care of that.
-What do you want to do? What?
Not now. She's coming back.
Do you need driving lessons
or something?
I'm been having a really rough day
till now.
Do you want to end up in
Block 5 in Abu Kabir?
Recorded? -Recorded, Arik.
Affirmative. -Excellent.
Gideon, how are you doing?
It's been a long time
since you've called.
Remember the ambassador's position,
Gideon in Canada?
Nice and cool over there.
-Sounds nice.
Glad you're interested.
Usually positions like that go to
people with political clout, no?
Well, everyone and his connections.
-I see you've heard the rumors.
About the state witness?
-Yes.
Is it true?
-Rumors usually are.
Is it Hachuel?
-You know that I can't tell you.
I know, Gideon.
No need.
If it's Hachuel, stay on the line.
If it isn't, hang up immediately.
Gideon?
My mother always told me
that I have to improve my English.
She was right.
-Thanks.
It's me. My hashish.
It's all me.
Is that what the two of you decided?
It's me, I'm telling you.
Bring me the papers, I'll sign, come on.
I understand.
I want to talk to him alone.
So who is this Dimatov?
Tiko isn't here.
You can talk.
I talked enough.
Don't you think?
That's why you're taking
the drug deal on yourself?
Here. I signed it.
Do whatever you want.
It's not my problem anymore.
-Are you afraid of Tiko?
You're practically a genius, huh?
I know Tiko doesn't care if Ethiopians
are killed in the streets. Do you?
There!
Why didn't you see that window when
you were here with Lital? -I don't know.
What do you mean, "I don't know?"
Didn't you pass by here?
I don't know.
At night, everything looks the same.
Lucky Zion broke down
during his interrogation.
If you didn't pressure
Adoniya so hard, he'd have told you.
I'm not sure how much he knew.
As long as this case doesn't end with
the victim's husband going to jail.
It's not going to happen.
-Okay.
Police.
Hello.
Anybody home? -Police?
Heil Hitler!
-Arik Arbel. Pleased to meet you.
Don't move.
What's going on?
You know, we have testimonies
and also a video
of you gambling on dog fights
in your basement.
I think forensics could also prove it.
What do you have to say?
Uh, gambling on dogs isn't legal?
I'm sorry. I didn't know.
And murder?
Didn't you know that's illegal?
What is that?
It's your shoe print
with the blood of the victim.
Lots of people have shoes
like that.
You're only 16, right?
You have a father?
-He stayed in Russia.
And a mother? -Dead.
How? -Vodka.
So only your brother takes care of you?
-Yes.
You know, we have testimonies
about some other friends of yours,
but they all say you're the leader,
that you attack the homeless.
Don't exaggerate, cop. -We found
Nazi propaganda in your computer.
This is a free country, isn't it?
-Free, huh?
Why did you assault the policeman?
-Because you broke into my house.
Wouldn't you protect
your own house?
How long do you think will pass
before we manage to prove
that you murdered
that Ethiopian girl?
Didn't her husband murder her?
She found out about
your gambling gig, huh?
Who found out? Esther?
I never told her name.
How do you know?
All the niggers are called Esther,
aren't they?
Your brother is going to jail
for a long time on a murder charge.
I'm going to have to find you
somewhere to live.
He'll get off.
He always does. -How?
He says you're a country of Jews,
weaklings.
That's why nothing ever works here
and that's why he can do
whatever he wants.
You brother is under arrest.
-Are you Russian, by chance?
-Yes.
-So you know what I'm talking about.
No. I don't know.
-You're probably half Jewish.
Aren't you?
-Only one quarter.
That's why my brother says
we won't have kids.
She caught you, huh? -Who?
You just grabbed her
and murdered her.
Good picture.
That's me at a party in my house.
You can't see anything.
-I see that you tortured dogs.
Can't see torture here.
It's a party.
Is a party illegal?
Where to?
I have to go. I have something to do.
-What about dinner?
I'll be there. I'll be there.
I can't believe she came to the house.
-So you know her?
No, but with all due respect,
she can't get you
what she claims she can.
I've been through this
on the other end.
She's not a superhero.
She's only a cop.
Why are you even doing interrogations
again? -We're digging around.
Investigating some politician.
Some don't want him investigated.
So why does it have to be you?
-It doesn't.
Didn't we pay
a high enough price already?
You're right. -I don't want
this pressure to go on, Arik.
We're not together anymore.
-I'll get you out of it.
So give them what they want
and leave me alone.
I want my life back.
You promised me.
Okay, Ronit. I'll take care of it.
Give me a little help
and I'll take care of it.
My entire life is ruined, Arik.
Will you take care of that, too?
Okay. I have to go. I'm late.
-Okay.
I'm sorry.
-Do you know what time it is?
They looked better two hours ago,
I swear.
Hello. -Hello, Mrs. Yudayev.
-You can call me Marina.
Is everything okay?
-Yes.
Sorry I'm late.
-That's all right.
Want something to drink meanwhile?
-I'd like some water. Thank you.
I'm not responsible for the decor.
-That's okay.
Sit down.
So what took you so long?
-I was with Ronit.
She calls you and you come running?
-Something urgent came up.
I'm sure. -What do you want me
to do? Should I lie to you?
Tell you it wasn't her?
-Do you want to lie to me?
Okay, you're upset tonight.
You are one hour late.
-Here's your water.
And this is piroshky with potatoes.
-Thank you.
It was hot half an hour ago.
I'm sorry.
-That's okay.
How is to work together?
-It's all right.
Yes, she complains a bit
that I'm too aggressive.
With criminals you have to be aggressive,
keep them in line.
Yeah, you don't have to beat up
everyone. -I don't beat up everyone.
Sasha, you don't tell a man
how to do his job.
Actually, we shouldn't be working
like this together. It's temporary.
So are they going to transfer Alex
in the end? -Yes.
Why should they transfer me?
-You know, chances are...
He has more seniority, right?
-Right.
So you have to be flexible, Sasha.
Okay. Let's not talk about work.
I haven't heard much about
Alex's childhood.
Maybe your mother will tell me.
I raised her alone.
-Her father stayed in Russia?
Not exactly, he...
-He died.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You never told me.
No, that's okay.
But we separated first.
And then you moved to Israel?
-Let's not talk about it.
It makes my mother sad,
and once we start talking about it
she can't stop.
Maybe let someone else say something?
I just wanted to say that I got
divorced and got on with my life.
And that's okay, that's how
it should be if you have a child.
True, even though sometimes,
it's not so simple.
Does he live far away?
-Yes. They moved and now it's far.
Well, at least everyone is happy.
-Yes. Mom, the roast is burning. -Oy.
Hi.
Did you grow up here?
What was so urgent with Ronit?
Hello.
-Hello, Sharon? -Yes.
That deal you promised me?
-Yes.
You'll arrange everything for me.
-Correct.
He hides all sorts of things,
money, weapons, under the steps
of his father's house on the Moshav.
Good morning.
What's this?
Good morning, Mr. Arbel.
The Israeli police.
Internal Affairs? What are you
looking for? Maybe I can help.
I can't tell you.
At least this time, you're not lying
that this is a standard investigation.
Start digging.
Did you know you had a hiding place
over here? -I can't tell you.
You're cute.
Are you hiding anything in here?
I guess so.
I'm curious to see what.
A little treasure.
There it is.
Thanks for finding it.
Don't worry. It goes to the lab.
-That's my gun from Yom Kippur.
I wonder if it still shoots.
-Do you have a license for it?
Bring me the metal detector.
Dig up everything. The entire yard.
But dig in straight lines.
I can plant seeds afterwards.
You brought me home, cop.
Oh, what fun!
You're going to reenact
how you guys gamble in your dog fights.
You didn't feed him?
-Should I?
That's dangerous.
-Don't worry. Come on.
So help me understand.
In this arena
you release two starving dogs?
And then you write the bets
up on this board?
Then you go over to one of the cages
and take a dog out, right?
Come here, dear. Come.
A strong dog, huh?
Then what do you do?
Release the dog, right?
Calm him down!
No, you have to get him even angrier.
He's also starving.
Take that damn thing away already...
Do you think that I'm going
to let you get away?
Maybe you'll get injured
during the reenactment?
I'm not scared of you.
You're from the Jewish police. You're weak.
I want you to tell me where's
the knife that killed Esther.
What happened?
She came to talk to you?
The truth is, you only meant
to scare her, didn't you?
It was just a work accident.
You're not so smart, you know?
You could say
that your little brother did it.
He's a minor.
Maximum one year inside.
Your brother could handle that.
I need a guilty party.
That's the only way I can close the file.
My brother did it.
-Your brother, Peter, did it? -Yes.
I need you to say it out loud,
otherwise it's inadmissible. Talk.
My brother, Peter, did it.
-Your brother Peter did what?
My brother Peter murdered that
Ethiopian slut
because she ratted us out.
Shit, it didn't record.
-My brother Peter murdered her.
It's not your fault!
It's not your fault.
He said she deserved it.
He said they'd never
notice a dead black.
I actually like dogs.
You'll be all right.
He's a liar. My mom loved me.
I remember.
-I'm sure.
Hello, do you have a reservation?
Excuse me. Excuse me.
What's with you, anyway?
You send a text with your pictures.
You make a date with me
and then end up here with someone else?
You are insane.
What are you doing here?
Did you think you'd mess up
my private life
and everything would stay fine by you?
It doesn't work that way.
I'm sorry... It's someone
from work.
That's what you call it?
-Who is that?
Okay, enough joking around.
Let's go outside.
Do you need help?
-Calm down, kid. I'm a cop.
Let's go.
Nice shirt. What color is that?
Plum?
What was that supposed to be, huh?
-Sharon Even.
You're looking good.
Haven't seen you for years.
So that's what you're doing
these days? Internal Affairs?
I was in the international unit.
Investigating corruption. -Nice.
And now you're here to bother my old father,
searching his garden?
You have no shame.
-I'm an investigator.
How? By bothering my old,
sick father?
Sometimes, that's the job.
You know that.
Dirty work doesn't become you.
-You either.
Tell me. During your meetings
with Babayof, did he pay you
or you just did what he asked,
like closing Turjeman's casino?
Since when is closing down
a casino a felony?
What do you even understand
about intelligence work?
So that's what it's called today.
Is that what they taught you
in officer's school?
They taught us to close up the mafia's
shops and finish off the Babayofs.
Did they pay you to do it?
-Do you want to interrogate me?
Invite me to an interrogation.
Meanwhile, stop threatening my wife.
You think you're such
a big hero by the women,
but meanwhile it seems to me
that you just take advantage of them.
Is that your real agenda?
-What's your agenda? That's the question.
You've got something personal
against me, don't you, Sharon?
Do I turn you on?
-You most definitely do not turn me on
so calm down and fast.
-Don't make it personal.
I think you should tell
me everything.
All I have to tell is that I'm a cop
who's trying to catch criminals.
What do you do?
-If that's what you think.
Go back to your boyfriend.
You have a lot of explaining to do.
Who was that?
-Someone I used to date.
A little obsessive.
Yes, Arik. -I talked to her. -And?
It worked. I don't think
she'll bother you anymore.
Good. Because I don't want
to see her anymore.
Okay. You won't see her anymore.
This is the last time
I'm doing you a favor like that.
I'm asking you to finish up with
the investigation of the politician.
Okay. I promise.
Okay. Bye.
Where is Dimatov? -Who?
-Dimatov, the Nazi.
They released him.
-What do you mean, released him?
There's a strike.
We can't get an extension.
Arik, what happened?
What did you do?
-We let him go because of the strike.
You have to keep him.
-We can't do anything.
We're out of time.
Dimatov!
I told you, po-po,
a country of weaklings.
Jewish weaklings.
-Are you going to run away?
I haven't decided yet.
No!
Drop the gun. Call an ambulance.
Drop the gun! Why did you do it?
Why did you do it?
You said you'd protect me.
-Where did you get that gun?
Where did you get that?
Move...
They're shooting at me.
-I heard you're going to a B&B with Lital.
I'm going to chase after some nut
who ran away with his brother to the Galilee.
Was it her idea?
-You're coming with me.
I want the story about Babayof.
-Are you going to call me every week?
So you're in love, Lital?
-I'm the one people fall in love with.
Beware of snakes...
and female snakes.
Berkovitz knows about you.
I think he's planning to kick you
out of the unit.
Lital, are you telling me
that you were a wild girl?
What was that?
-Cops are getting screwed right and left.
What can I tell them?
Dad! -Hi.
You screwed so many girls on the side
and the entire station knows?
That was after we broke up.
I don't know what you want from me.
Get out and don't call me
unless it's about Tom.
What are you trying to tell me?
-To get out of my life.
Lital Ben Zion, Deputy Inspector.
-What investigation is this?
Corruption in a big contracting
company that's building in Jerusalem.
Sheinberg, the deputy housing minister?
-Good for you.
Do you want a collapse?
-You're not connected to anything right now.
Next time, it won't be me calling.
It will be the commissioner.
That guy, Arik. Is he married?
-No. -He's cute.
I know exactly who you are, Inspector
Arbel and you don't worry me at all.
I can recommend to transfer a file
that's sitting here on my desk.
One hell of a file on Inspector Arbel,
something connected to Babayof.
Should I transfer it to
Internal Affairs for investigation?
Good luck.
He's vulnerable right now.
This is your chance.
What's going on?
There were shouts coming from the apartment
a few times already in the past months
but no one witnessed the murder itself.
-Fights with the husband.
He's been unemployed
for a few months.
Been there, done that.
-Where is the husband?
Taken in for questioning.
They're checking all his shoes because
there are bloody footprints.
Well, one of the old guys around here
wants to talk to me, too.
So sweep away whatever is left
and let's tie this story up, okay? -Fine.
Are you sure it's the husband?
-Who else?
We need to talk to you.
-Now?
Yes. Sorry.
-That's okay.
Don't go.
Grandma will be with you.
It's only for a few minutes.
You want the police to find
the person who did it, right?
Just a few minutes, Sara.
-Look what we brought you.
I'll be right back.
-Can I see Mommy?
Later on, sweetie, okay?
-Will she be all right?
I don't know.
Don't go.
He'll be right back.
"Kids, don't fight. -I'm so nervous,
I almost forgot my own name."
Why don't you answer?
Lower the volume.
Yes. -Repossession authority. -What?
You didn't pay your electric bill.
-What? What are you talking about?
I'm telling you, your electric bill,
can't do anything about it.
What? Excuse me. No. Excuse me.
You can't come in.
Turn down the volume, please.
What's he doing?
Stop it.
Okay, listen. The electric bill
is from six months ago.
It's not mine. I don't live here anymore.
-That's what's listed. What can I do?
I sent them a letter.
-I don't know.
You can pay the bill, plus interest,
plus commissions.
-My husband is a policeman.
-It's all legal, ma'am.
Tell him to stop for a second.
I can explain everything.
I have the paperwork, okay?
Just wait a second. Wait.
Turn off the television already!
Now!
Excuse me.
I spoke with them, they left.
-What? Who are you?
Sharon Even. We talked on the phone.
-I don't have time now. -That's okay.
They're gone. I took care of it.
-What? -They won't bother you again.
Mom, can I watch TV again?
-No. Go take a shower.
But it's not over yet.
-Go. It's late. Now.
But it's not over yet.
-Now!
Cute kid.
-Well, thanks. I can manage by myself.
Sorry to show up like this.
You just aren't answering my calls.
We don't have anything to talk about.
I see that you have problems.
-What are you talking about?
You got fired and you're in debt.
-Just no demand for my position now.
That's how it goes,
a husband sometimes wrecks his wife's life.
Well, I don't want to talk to you.
-I can help you.
Adoniya Dessa, my condolences.
Where are the police? Where?
We've been complaining for months
that there are attacks in the area
and you don't do anything.
What was Esther doing out
so late at night?
She works in a kiosk.
It's open 24/7.
Does she usually come home
after midnight?
She does lots of shifts.
-You're not employed right now, right?
No.
I worked for a security service
but they fired me, cutbacks,
they said.
What do you mean?
They only fired me.
I'm the only Ethiopian
who worked there.
Once, I heard them talking
when I was in the bathroom.
The boss was laughing.
He said all blacks guys stink.
You deserve to start over.
You deserve a fresh start.
Nothing was your fault.
I can help you.
With what?
There are jobs in hospitals,
teaching jobs, help with the debt.
What do you want?
Tell me what happened
the night Arik disappeared.
I know he wasn't with you all the time.
-I don't know anything.
Honestly, I don't understand why
you are so loyal to him.
You know he's screwing the entire
station, right? -Well...
I'll take care of you even if
you don't say anything. -I can't.
It's not right that
he leaves you like this.
I understand you fought
with your wife.
And you don't fight with yours?
-Sometimes.
I know what you think
that I killed her.
Who found the body?
-That's what you think, right?
I still don't know.
Who found the body? -I did,
and I immediately called the police.
I told you.
There are attacks in the area.
There's a gang of teenagers.
-I'll look into it.
-I want the person who did it to pay.
-Don't worry.
It's not him.
-There's no way to know why he's crying.
Maybe he's really sad
because he killed her,
and maybe he's crying out of
self-pity because he's going to jail.
I'm telling you that you're wrong.
We have his fingerprint on the knife.
-That doesn't mean anything.
He's the first one who found her
so he picked up the knife.
Was the footprint a match? -No,
but he could have thrown away the shoes.
What difference does it make?
We have him at the scene.
You know the statistics
for the Ethiopian community.
The neighbors also reports hearing
them fight. -All couples fight.
Who conducted the interrogation?
Lital? -Yes. -How is she?
Fine. Very experienced.
-Not like me.
Why do you say that?
-Did she hit on you already? -No.
She didn't jiggle by with her shirt
and her cleavage? -What?
She didn't give you the look.
"Wow, Arik, you're so masculine."
-Go on.
Yes, is that what you want?
Wow, Arik. You're so amazing.
Can you help me with my shirt?
My button is stuck.
What's going on, pretty girls?
We're in the middle of a case.
-We're working. -Yeah, right.
You know who was at
the murder scene? -Who?
Tiko Yussabi.
-How is that connected?
We should check it out.
-Who is it?
Some Ethiopian got a few guys together,
set up a crew.
Someone who's sure
he's a mobster.
He's really just a small time dealer,
not someone who murders women.
I'm just saying,
it's worth checking out.
Hi, Guy. -Hello, Romy.
Listen. -Yes.
After the whole saga about
the Queen of England,
and mostly the grandmother
and that grandson. -Yes.
You guys in the newsroom
can never be arrogant again...
Police. Police!
-Don't move. Don't move.
Sit down. Sit. Sit!
-Tiko.
Tiko. Tiko. -Wait. I'm on the toilet.
Hang on.
Open up, you son of a bitch.
Do you have a warrant?
(also: turtle)
Yes, a little one, with a shell.
-Oh, a real comedian, huh?
Yeah. I feed my turtle lettuce
and hashish, have any? I'm all out.
Tiko.
Did you flush? You piece of shit.
-Did you want it to stink?
Come on. -Wait. Let me wash
my hands. What's going on?
Come on. We turn off the water
before we show up.
Don't want you to get any ideas.
Now out!
Motherfucker...
They didn't find anything.
-Shut up.
He tried to flush the stuff down the toilet.
-No way.
There's just one problem with that.
-Lital.
What is that?
-What? You don't know what that is?
No. -Before we bust in,
we don't only shut off the water.
We also stop up the plumbing.
-Bummer, huh?
Well, it's not me, okay?
-Okay. Explain it to the judge.
Up, up. up.
You're coming, too. Up! Up.
So, Tiko?
Still doing hashish, huh?
-I'm not talking.
You think I care about the hashish?
Why did you kill her?
-What?
From your neighborhood,
your people.
That's what happens
when we don't protect one another.
Do you know who did it?
-We don't need you.
I'll find out who it is
and he'll pay.
You think I'm a drug dealer.
Okay, you're a cop,
a maniac.
But the truth is, I take care
of this entire neighborhood.
So just leave it to you?
You'll take care of it? -If you want to.
I want to know who did it.
-It wasn't me.
Listen... help me out and the thing
with the hashish disappears.
Forever?
-For the meantime.
I don't feel like it.
-A tough guy, huh?
You know, whoever killed her
shoved a knife in her belly
a few times while she screamed.
That's how you protect her?
That's how you protect her?
-Be careful where you sit, don't fall.
Did you come to beat me up?
Come on, have a go, come at me.
Do you know how many beatings
I got in the beginning?
You know how many times they beat
the crap out of me?
You know how many of them thought
I was an Ethiopian stooge?
Let me tell you something.
In the end they paid for it, every one of them.
So come on. Let me have it.
Hit me.
Beat the black guy up.
Maybe it will help you.
Tell me. What do you think?
They screwed you so you can do
whatever you want?
I didn't touch her.
Forensics found something strange
on Esther's phone. -What?
A video clip.
What is that? -Wait a minute.
It's a dog fight.
-What's that doing in her phone?
Why do they do that?
-Gambling.
Here, maybe?
Do you recognize that window?
-No.
Let's try another street.
We have to find that basement.
It could be a thousand places.
We're wasting our time.
What do you want to do?
Are you hungry?
Anyway, the guy is hanging
in the air.
He looks at me and without blinking
an eyelid, he says: "Fuck off!"
-Wow! I said to him: "Fuck off?
Where is fuck off? I don't know.
"Is it in Jerusalem?"
And Berkovitz just lets you do it?
We don't tell Berkovitz everything.
-You have a lot of secrets, huh?
Everyone does, don't they?
I don't know what that is.
-You don't know? -No.
I told you. There are gangs around here.
-You know who they are.
I don't know anything.
-You saw them. -No.
You're my main suspect right now.
Understand?
I didn't kill her.
Take me home.
My daughter is waiting for me.
Are you going to take care of her?
-Are you scared of them?
Esther was a good soul.
She loved animals.
I told her don't get involved.
If I show you a picture,
could you identify them?
You have a video.
Why do you need me?
You tell me it's not the husband?
-We still don't know. -It's not him.
We still don't know if the video has
anything to do with it.
All we have is his fingerprint on the knife.
-That doesn't mean anything.
Not every Ethiopian woman is murdered
by her husband. -No. Just 1 out of 7.
And what's this about a gang in
the neighborhood?
We don't know.
Meanwhile, he's not talking.
-And Tiko?
-I turned it over to the state attorney.
Be thankful there is still a state
attorney. -What do you mean?
There's a strike in two days.
-All the lawyers in Tel Aviv
are going on strike.
-What's their problem?
Maybe their salaries are too low.
-What should I say?
They'll be forced to return, no?
Otherwise, criminals will go free.
Well right now,
work as if there is strike,
so you don't have much time.
Wait a minute, Arik.
What was that? -What? -Do you
really believe it was the husband?
Why not? Because of the video
or because he cried?
Do you know how many murderers cry,
shoot and cry?
So do we ignore the video of the
dogs? -How is that connected?
You ignore it. It doesn't work like that.
Maybe in Jerusalem but here...
Don't tell me how it works, okay?
-What's going on?
She thinks she's in charge
of the investigation.
Since when do inspectors want
a complex picture? -Calm down you two.
I don't have time for wars
between team members.
Lital, go interview the family of the victim.
-I already spoke to...
Everyone! And Alex, take Zion and Tiko
personally to Abu Kabir.
-What? Since when do investigators...
-Now!
And let's not have any trouble on the way.
-What does that mean?
You know what I mean.
Fuck. I have nothing to do with it.
I don't know what I'm doing here.
Shut up.
-What difference does it make.
I heard in a few days the lawyers
are going on strike and we'll all go home.
Meanwhile, they called off the strike.
They're negotiating.
What a country.
You can't count on anyone. I told you so.
They even cancel strikes.
Dude, let's get out of here.
-We're chained together, are you nuts?
They don't have anything on us anyway,
a few months inside is all.
It will do you some good.
-Lucky they didn't find the pack in the car.
Shut up. -Aren't you afraid they'll
frame us for Esther's murder?
It wasn't us. -Why didn't you tell
the cop about Dimatov and his guys?
You don't talk to cops.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Besides, I want to take care of that.
-What do you want to do? What?
Not now. She's coming back.
Do you need driving lessons
or something?
I'm been having a really rough day
till now.
Do you want to end up in
Block 5 in Abu Kabir?
Recorded? -Recorded, Arik.
Affirmative. -Excellent.
Gideon, how are you doing?
It's been a long time
since you've called.
Remember the ambassador's position,
Gideon in Canada?
Nice and cool over there.
-Sounds nice.
Glad you're interested.
Usually positions like that go to
people with political clout, no?
Well, everyone and his connections.
-I see you've heard the rumors.
About the state witness?
-Yes.
Is it true?
-Rumors usually are.
Is it Hachuel?
-You know that I can't tell you.
I know, Gideon.
No need.
If it's Hachuel, stay on the line.
If it isn't, hang up immediately.
Gideon?
My mother always told me
that I have to improve my English.
She was right.
-Thanks.
It's me. My hashish.
It's all me.
Is that what the two of you decided?
It's me, I'm telling you.
Bring me the papers, I'll sign, come on.
I understand.
I want to talk to him alone.
So who is this Dimatov?
Tiko isn't here.
You can talk.
I talked enough.
Don't you think?
That's why you're taking
the drug deal on yourself?
Here. I signed it.
Do whatever you want.
It's not my problem anymore.
-Are you afraid of Tiko?
You're practically a genius, huh?
I know Tiko doesn't care if Ethiopians
are killed in the streets. Do you?
There!
Why didn't you see that window when
you were here with Lital? -I don't know.
What do you mean, "I don't know?"
Didn't you pass by here?
I don't know.
At night, everything looks the same.
Lucky Zion broke down
during his interrogation.
If you didn't pressure
Adoniya so hard, he'd have told you.
I'm not sure how much he knew.
As long as this case doesn't end with
the victim's husband going to jail.
It's not going to happen.
-Okay.
Police.
Hello.
Anybody home? -Police?
Heil Hitler!
-Arik Arbel. Pleased to meet you.
Don't move.
What's going on?
You know, we have testimonies
and also a video
of you gambling on dog fights
in your basement.
I think forensics could also prove it.
What do you have to say?
Uh, gambling on dogs isn't legal?
I'm sorry. I didn't know.
And murder?
Didn't you know that's illegal?
What is that?
It's your shoe print
with the blood of the victim.
Lots of people have shoes
like that.
You're only 16, right?
You have a father?
-He stayed in Russia.
And a mother? -Dead.
How? -Vodka.
So only your brother takes care of you?
-Yes.
You know, we have testimonies
about some other friends of yours,
but they all say you're the leader,
that you attack the homeless.
Don't exaggerate, cop. -We found
Nazi propaganda in your computer.
This is a free country, isn't it?
-Free, huh?
Why did you assault the policeman?
-Because you broke into my house.
Wouldn't you protect
your own house?
How long do you think will pass
before we manage to prove
that you murdered
that Ethiopian girl?
Didn't her husband murder her?
She found out about
your gambling gig, huh?
Who found out? Esther?
I never told her name.
How do you know?
All the niggers are called Esther,
aren't they?
Your brother is going to jail
for a long time on a murder charge.
I'm going to have to find you
somewhere to live.
He'll get off.
He always does. -How?
He says you're a country of Jews,
weaklings.
That's why nothing ever works here
and that's why he can do
whatever he wants.
You brother is under arrest.
-Are you Russian, by chance?
-Yes.
-So you know what I'm talking about.
No. I don't know.
-You're probably half Jewish.
Aren't you?
-Only one quarter.
That's why my brother says
we won't have kids.
She caught you, huh? -Who?
You just grabbed her
and murdered her.
Good picture.
That's me at a party in my house.
You can't see anything.
-I see that you tortured dogs.
Can't see torture here.
It's a party.
Is a party illegal?
Where to?
I have to go. I have something to do.
-What about dinner?
I'll be there. I'll be there.
I can't believe she came to the house.
-So you know her?
No, but with all due respect,
she can't get you
what she claims she can.
I've been through this
on the other end.
She's not a superhero.
She's only a cop.
Why are you even doing interrogations
again? -We're digging around.
Investigating some politician.
Some don't want him investigated.
So why does it have to be you?
-It doesn't.
Didn't we pay
a high enough price already?
You're right. -I don't want
this pressure to go on, Arik.
We're not together anymore.
-I'll get you out of it.
So give them what they want
and leave me alone.
I want my life back.
You promised me.
Okay, Ronit. I'll take care of it.
Give me a little help
and I'll take care of it.
My entire life is ruined, Arik.
Will you take care of that, too?
Okay. I have to go. I'm late.
-Okay.
I'm sorry.
-Do you know what time it is?
They looked better two hours ago,
I swear.
Hello. -Hello, Mrs. Yudayev.
-You can call me Marina.
Is everything okay?
-Yes.
Sorry I'm late.
-That's all right.
Want something to drink meanwhile?
-I'd like some water. Thank you.
I'm not responsible for the decor.
-That's okay.
Sit down.
So what took you so long?
-I was with Ronit.
She calls you and you come running?
-Something urgent came up.
I'm sure. -What do you want me
to do? Should I lie to you?
Tell you it wasn't her?
-Do you want to lie to me?
Okay, you're upset tonight.
You are one hour late.
-Here's your water.
And this is piroshky with potatoes.
-Thank you.
It was hot half an hour ago.
I'm sorry.
-That's okay.
How is to work together?
-It's all right.
Yes, she complains a bit
that I'm too aggressive.
With criminals you have to be aggressive,
keep them in line.
Yeah, you don't have to beat up
everyone. -I don't beat up everyone.
Sasha, you don't tell a man
how to do his job.
Actually, we shouldn't be working
like this together. It's temporary.
So are they going to transfer Alex
in the end? -Yes.
Why should they transfer me?
-You know, chances are...
He has more seniority, right?
-Right.
So you have to be flexible, Sasha.
Okay. Let's not talk about work.
I haven't heard much about
Alex's childhood.
Maybe your mother will tell me.
I raised her alone.
-Her father stayed in Russia?
Not exactly, he...
-He died.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You never told me.
No, that's okay.
But we separated first.
And then you moved to Israel?
-Let's not talk about it.
It makes my mother sad,
and once we start talking about it
she can't stop.
Maybe let someone else say something?
I just wanted to say that I got
divorced and got on with my life.
And that's okay, that's how
it should be if you have a child.
True, even though sometimes,
it's not so simple.
Does he live far away?
-Yes. They moved and now it's far.
Well, at least everyone is happy.
-Yes. Mom, the roast is burning. -Oy.
Hi.
Did you grow up here?
What was so urgent with Ronit?
Hello.
-Hello, Sharon? -Yes.
That deal you promised me?
-Yes.
You'll arrange everything for me.
-Correct.
He hides all sorts of things,
money, weapons, under the steps
of his father's house on the Moshav.
Good morning.
What's this?
Good morning, Mr. Arbel.
The Israeli police.
Internal Affairs? What are you
looking for? Maybe I can help.
I can't tell you.
At least this time, you're not lying
that this is a standard investigation.
Start digging.
Did you know you had a hiding place
over here? -I can't tell you.
You're cute.
Are you hiding anything in here?
I guess so.
I'm curious to see what.
A little treasure.
There it is.
Thanks for finding it.
Don't worry. It goes to the lab.
-That's my gun from Yom Kippur.
I wonder if it still shoots.
-Do you have a license for it?
Bring me the metal detector.
Dig up everything. The entire yard.
But dig in straight lines.
I can plant seeds afterwards.
You brought me home, cop.
Oh, what fun!
You're going to reenact
how you guys gamble in your dog fights.
You didn't feed him?
-Should I?
That's dangerous.
-Don't worry. Come on.
So help me understand.
In this arena
you release two starving dogs?
And then you write the bets
up on this board?
Then you go over to one of the cages
and take a dog out, right?
Come here, dear. Come.
A strong dog, huh?
Then what do you do?
Release the dog, right?
Calm him down!
No, you have to get him even angrier.
He's also starving.
Take that damn thing away already...
Do you think that I'm going
to let you get away?
Maybe you'll get injured
during the reenactment?
I'm not scared of you.
You're from the Jewish police. You're weak.
I want you to tell me where's
the knife that killed Esther.
What happened?
She came to talk to you?
The truth is, you only meant
to scare her, didn't you?
It was just a work accident.
You're not so smart, you know?
You could say
that your little brother did it.
He's a minor.
Maximum one year inside.
Your brother could handle that.
I need a guilty party.
That's the only way I can close the file.
My brother did it.
-Your brother, Peter, did it? -Yes.
I need you to say it out loud,
otherwise it's inadmissible. Talk.
My brother, Peter, did it.
-Your brother Peter did what?
My brother Peter murdered that
Ethiopian slut
because she ratted us out.
Shit, it didn't record.
-My brother Peter murdered her.
It's not your fault!
It's not your fault.
He said she deserved it.
He said they'd never
notice a dead black.
I actually like dogs.
You'll be all right.
He's a liar. My mom loved me.
I remember.
-I'm sure.
Hello, do you have a reservation?
Excuse me. Excuse me.
What's with you, anyway?
You send a text with your pictures.
You make a date with me
and then end up here with someone else?
You are insane.
What are you doing here?
Did you think you'd mess up
my private life
and everything would stay fine by you?
It doesn't work that way.
I'm sorry... It's someone
from work.
That's what you call it?
-Who is that?
Okay, enough joking around.
Let's go outside.
Do you need help?
-Calm down, kid. I'm a cop.
Let's go.
Nice shirt. What color is that?
Plum?
What was that supposed to be, huh?
-Sharon Even.
You're looking good.
Haven't seen you for years.
So that's what you're doing
these days? Internal Affairs?
I was in the international unit.
Investigating corruption. -Nice.
And now you're here to bother my old father,
searching his garden?
You have no shame.
-I'm an investigator.
How? By bothering my old,
sick father?
Sometimes, that's the job.
You know that.
Dirty work doesn't become you.
-You either.
Tell me. During your meetings
with Babayof, did he pay you
or you just did what he asked,
like closing Turjeman's casino?
Since when is closing down
a casino a felony?
What do you even understand
about intelligence work?
So that's what it's called today.
Is that what they taught you
in officer's school?
They taught us to close up the mafia's
shops and finish off the Babayofs.
Did they pay you to do it?
-Do you want to interrogate me?
Invite me to an interrogation.
Meanwhile, stop threatening my wife.
You think you're such
a big hero by the women,
but meanwhile it seems to me
that you just take advantage of them.
Is that your real agenda?
-What's your agenda? That's the question.
You've got something personal
against me, don't you, Sharon?
Do I turn you on?
-You most definitely do not turn me on
so calm down and fast.
-Don't make it personal.
I think you should tell
me everything.
All I have to tell is that I'm a cop
who's trying to catch criminals.
What do you do?
-If that's what you think.
Go back to your boyfriend.
You have a lot of explaining to do.
Who was that?
-Someone I used to date.
A little obsessive.
Yes, Arik. -I talked to her. -And?
It worked. I don't think
she'll bother you anymore.
Good. Because I don't want
to see her anymore.
Okay. You won't see her anymore.
This is the last time
I'm doing you a favor like that.
I'm asking you to finish up with
the investigation of the politician.
Okay. I promise.
Okay. Bye.
Where is Dimatov? -Who?
-Dimatov, the Nazi.
They released him.
-What do you mean, released him?
There's a strike.
We can't get an extension.
Arik, what happened?
What did you do?
-We let him go because of the strike.
You have to keep him.
-We can't do anything.
We're out of time.
Dimatov!
I told you, po-po,
a country of weaklings.
Jewish weaklings.
-Are you going to run away?
I haven't decided yet.
No!
Drop the gun. Call an ambulance.
Drop the gun! Why did you do it?
Why did you do it?
You said you'd protect me.
-Where did you get that gun?
Where did you get that?
Move...
They're shooting at me.
-I heard you're going to a B&B with Lital.
I'm going to chase after some nut
who ran away with his brother to the Galilee.
Was it her idea?
-You're coming with me.
I want the story about Babayof.
-Are you going to call me every week?
So you're in love, Lital?
-I'm the one people fall in love with.
Beware of snakes...
and female snakes.
Berkovitz knows about you.
I think he's planning to kick you
out of the unit.
Lital, are you telling me
that you were a wild girl?
What was that?