Hatufim (2009–2012): Season 2, Episode 6 - Chofim - full transcript

Previously on POW

What do you know
about Dr. Kaplan?

We've worked together.

He's in the gray area
of my field.

All those years I waited,
I didn't go out with men,

I didn't even consider it.

You should've seen
yourself yesterday.

Hello, Michaela.

I wondered when you'd find me.

Three, two, one.

I told you,



I don't miss them,

I'm planning.

Zeev,

Haim says you should talk
as soon as possible.

Bring her in.

11 months earlier

Ynon, come here.

They need you in Glilot.

We're in the middle.
-Don't argue. Go with him.

Assi Cohen, Yoram Tolledano,
Ishai Golan

Yael Abecassis, Milli Avital,
Adi Ezroni

Hadar Razon Rotem, Yousef Sweid,
Yonatan Uziel

Sendi Bar, Gal Zaid,
Yael Eitan, Guy Selnick

Created by
Gideon Raff



Casting - Hila Yuval
Script Editor - Michal Shorer

DP - Itai Neeman
Production Designer - Ido Dolev

Costume - Laura Sheim, Line Producer -
Assaf Nawi, Makeup - Nili Levi

Sound - Arie Ben Weiss, Mix - Itzik Cohen
Composer - Amit Poznanski

Editor - Simon Herman
Producer - Liat Benasuly

Written and Directed by
Gideon Raff

Prisoners of War

Haim, do you want some coffee?

Haim?

What?

Do you want some coffee?

You've been at that for hours.

No.

"But thanks, Mika, for helping me
in the middle of the night

"even though you don't
work for me anymore."

Tell me,

have you ever heard
of Operation Judah?

Judah?

No, I don't think so.

Why do you ask?
-You know what?

Black coffee. No sugar.

Where are you? You were supposed
to be here half an hour ago.

What?

Now?

Where?

Yeah, I see.

I'm on my way.

Haim?
-I have to go.

Gather the documents
and lock the door, okay?

What about your coffee?

What can I get you?

I...

I'll have a cappuccino

and...

that's it for now. Maybe I'll have
something to eat later.

I'll have a veggie burger with lots of
mayonnaise in a sesame bun

and...

I can't decide between
onion rings and fries.

Will you share the onion rings
with me?

Sure.
-Okay, then onion rings...

Fries...

a large fries... A small fries for me
and a large onion rings for both of us

and a coke with lots of ice
and lemon and a straw,

and cheesecake, but later.

Okay.
-Thanks.

What?
I told you I'm starving.

I...

What?

No, nothing.

You have wrinkles around
your eyes when you smile.

Thanks.
-No, I don't mean it like that.

I know.
It's okay, it doesn't bother me,

I actually like getting older.

Really?
-Yeah.

Except for dancing.

My body can't do
what it used to do.

And all those 19-year-olds
are right behind me

and they're so talented
it's heartbreaking.

So your dream came true?

Yeah.

After my army service I was accepted
by the Bat Sheva Ensemble,

then I joined the troupe
and became a dancer.

I was pretty successful, actually.

That's great.

I remember how much
you practiced.

Yeah...

And after you...

You...

That's all I did.

I got a scholarship
and danced in Paris for a few years

and then I came back to Israel
and danced here,

but then I had knee surgery and the
doctors said I wouldn't dance again.

But I proved them wrong,
I kept dancing...

"But a ballerina should know
when to get off the stage."

That's what Nikolai,
my legendary teacher, used to say.

And...

A few years ago
I started my own troupe.

And that's what I've been doing
for the last 17 years.

Thanks.

Yes!

Anything else?

Can I get
some more mayonnaise?

Bring me the bottle
and I'll do it myself, okay?

No problem.

What? Thanks.

What?

You look and sound like someone
I once loved very much.

Just like I remember.

Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah. I...

I'm overwhelmed.

Something familiar, finally.

Finally, something
stayed the same.

Here. If you could taste heaven...

If you just tell me
what you want to know...

He'll explain when he gets here.

I don't know anything
about anything.

You don't know why
you followed me here?

I didn't even know
I followed you here.

Me? Follow you? Here?

Isn't it a bit dramatic to drag me here
in the middle of the night?

You wanted to talk, right?
Let's talk.

Have a seat.

Are you all right?

Of course she's all right.

But she wouldn't tell me

what she's doing here
in the middle of the night.

What is this place?

I thought this facility
had been shut down for years.

It is shut down.

The Mossad lets me
do training here sometimes.

What training? -It has nothing
to do with you, Haim.

You and Atar Shorrer met
once a week before his accident.

What's your connection
with Atar Shorrer?

What?

You expect me to help you without
knowing what we're talking about?

I see I'm wasting my time.

Operation Judah.

What did you say?

Operation Judah.
What is it?

Haim, cut the crap,

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Then tell me why you and
Atar Shorrer met once a week.

I can't, it's confidential.
-Come on, Zeev,

I know he wasn't your patient.
-It's called confidentiality.

You know what? I'm taking
everything I know to Yaron,

maybe he can tell me what
Atar Shorrer and you were planning.

If anyone finds out,

you'll ruin my career
and his reputation,

don't you understand?

Painkillers?

It was my mistake.

He had back surgery years ago.

He couldn't function
but he had to work.

I prescribed them for him

and he wanted more

and then more.

And he got hooked.

Happy now?

What does this have to do
with your investigation?

Absolutely nothing.

We're following the wrong lead.

Sorry I dragged you
all this way, Haim.

No, I'm sorry I bothered you.
It was unprofessional.

What do you think?

Smile at the liar, wave at the liar,
and let's get out of here.

Look up.

Excellent.

Now follow my finger.

Good.

Zeev,

can you give me a minute?
I have something to show you.

What's up?

I thought
you'd want to see this.

This is his wallet.

What's the problem?
These are his parents.

What about this?

Zeev, I...

Just do your job.

Is he all right?
-Physically he's all right...

"Physically" is your job, nothing more.

You knew
they'd release Rashid.

That's why you chose Ynon.
This is completely irresponsible.

Ynon had the highest scores
in the course.

High scores? Bullshit!

You knew he'd never refuse.

Abdullah killed his father,
what do you...

I can't believe it.

It was you.

You convinced the Prime Minister
to release him.

The Prime Minister
wanted to make a deal.

She was afraid that Rashid's release
would help the other side.

And you convinced her otherwise.
-I told the PM

that we should stop at nothing
to bring our boys home.

Nothing!

And I still think so.

One of our boys
is still there.

You're playing with Ynon's life

because you feel guilty
that Ben Horin is stuck there.

None of my considerations
are personal.

He's a ticking bomb, Atar.

He's unstable.

Greetings, Allah have mercy.

What are you doing?

What?
This song is stuck in my head.

How does it go?

I don't know.

"But sometimes one ...

"...can feel left behind..."

Stop it!

What do you want from me?
I told you, it's stuck in my head.

The prison guard in Israel
used to sing us that song

every day.

"The seagulls, too,
like beaches, like the wind..."

Stop it. Let's go.

Yusuf.

Can I come with you?

No. Go home and study.

I'll study later.

Let him join us,
don't be so hard on him.

He has to study at home.

Go on, I'll be there soon.

All right.

I see we have a new face here today.

I'm Mother.

That's my name.

Talia.

Are you new to yoga?

Yes.

No.

I did it years ago.

The body remembers.

Okay.

Do you want to come closer?

We don't bite new faces.

The new face sat here on purpose
so the old faces won't bother her.

Okay.

Let's start standing up.

Lock the Banda.

Did you ever tell Talia
about...?

Actually... almost, once.

I planned to tell her
but it never happened.

And when I came back...

what would've been the point?

Did you tell anyone?

Are you crazy?

Nobody. Never.

Not even to my psychologist.
I was afraid she'd

think I'm making it up
to get attention.

She thinks
I'm lying most of the time.

Which is true. I lie to her a lot.

Why?
-It's my life, not hers.

No, why didn't you tell anyone?

No one.

Not my parents, not my friends,
not my sister.

Not my husband.

Sometimes it seemed like
I really did make it all up.

Only you and I knew...

and you were gone...

It's like it never happened.

It happened. It meant...

When times were hard,

when I thought I was going
to die there,

it comforted me to know
that I was loved.

That I'd be remembered.

Spiritual growth

is a tough, challenging transition

from the old world

to the new.

Like a snake that sheds its skin
and for a moment is blind,

so are you

in this transition
into a new path.

Let yourselves feel like
a ship without an anchor,

imagine your higher self

becoming one
with the center of your body.

And now,

in your own time,

come to a sitting position.

My daughter found out
that we served together in the army,

I don't even know how,

and she was so excited, that
she asked me come speak to her class.

I refused, of course,

but she cried and my husband
didn't know what was wrong with me

so I gave in

and I went.

I spoke about you
for a whole hour.

That was the closest
I ever got to telling our secret.

In front of some
5th grade girls.

In the end
I answered questions,

they applauded, I gave a bow,
left the classroom,

ran to the school bathroom,
locked myself in a stall

and cried like crazy.

Why?

Because nobody knew
that it was my tragedy as well,

that you were taken from me, too.

No one felt sorry for me.

Talia was a saint.

She still is.

And I, who missed you
just as much as her...

Do you know how many times
I sat in front of the TV

and saw her give a speech
at some stupid ceremony

and I wanted to scream:
"Hey, I'm hurting too!

"He was my lover.

"He was going to leave you
and live with me."

I didn't even whisper it,
I was so afraid someone would hear.

So instead of talking,
I danced.

That's where I felt free.

On stage, in rehearsal.

Every day.

Every night.

At first
I'd see you in the audience.

In the middle of the second row.

Right in front of me,
looking at me.

You were at every performance.

And after a while
you only came once in a while,

and then you stopped coming.

Too bad I never got
to see you dance.

Yeah, too bad.
I was something special.

This might sound silly,

you probably
won't want to, so...

don't feel obligated.

What are you talking about?

Tomorrow night we're having
friends over for dinner,

friends of Ron's and mine.

And these dinners are so boring,

if you want to come,
I'm sure they'd love to meet you.

Okay.
-Great.

I'm glad you found me.

Bye.
-Bye.

Bye.
-Bye.

You're pretty good for someone
who just started this week.

What? I'm black and blue
from falling down.

That's not how it looked to me.

I used to be good.
Now I'm pathetic.

Well, I should get going.

Where are you going?

I don't know why I asked that.
It's none of my business.

I'm going home.

Unless you want
another round...?

No,

but thanks.

Can I ask you something?

How long has it been?

I mean...

When was your last time?

A long, long time ago.

Why, is it so obvious?

A little, yeah.

I hope it was satisfying...?

I don't know.

So where...

when will I see you again?

At yoga class.

Can you spare a cigarette?

Where are they?

Who?

Never mind.

Our parents?

They don't love you.

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Hatzav Klein.

How scary.

Just kidding.
Just go, it'll be great.

Where is he?

It's hard to find parking
around here.

He just went in, he asked
why you weren't here.

You're a bad mother.

Whatever you say.

What's up with you?

What?

You look...

Where were you?
Why are you smiling?

Dana, what do you want from me?

I'm the same as always.

You were fooling around!

Mom, I can't believe it!

Dana, don't be silly.

With who?

Dana, stop it. Not now.

You're such a slut!

You're the biggest slut
in the world.

What are you...

It's true?!

You're the queen of all sluts.

Stop it!

What do you want?

Are you looking for a fight?

Now shut up.

Is that it?
-Well?

I got a date for two weeks
from now. -And prison?

Good.

I'm so happy.

Wow. Well...

Let's celebrate
over coffee and cake.

Come on.

Did you use a condom at least?
-What?

Dana!

Guess what Mom did today.

A few more seconds.

"Even the seagulls
sometimes miss..."

I don't know why,
I just can't get it out of my head.

I've been humming it
for weeks.

"The home they used to love..."

I know what the Israelis
did to your family.

But it wasn't me.

We're on the same side.

Now.

What about the electric fence?

We'll dig under it.

And landmines?

I'll check tomorrow.

This is the most sensitive spot.

Six soldiers.

It's far away,
between two outposts.

It'll take them at least
20 minutes to get here.

That leaves us plenty of time.

Okay. I'll prepare my men.

Abdullah.

Seashells.

What?

It's not "seagulls", stupid,
it's "seashells".

Seashells?

Oh yeah, Seashells.

It's a good plan.

So what's the problem?

Don't misunderstand me,
I don't want to sound impertinent.

He's married to your daughter
and I... -Get to the point.

Speak up.

I don't think he should be
hanging around there.

He's spitting distance from
the border, from the soldiers.

I know that everyone trusts him,

but just say... If he wanted
to pass a message

he'd have no problem.

Has he done anything
to make you doubt his loyalty?

There are things
in his behavior,

the way he treats me...

Why risk it?

The whole organization is watching you,
the whole world respects you.

Imagine what'll happen
if it turns out that your son-in-law...

I'm giving you one week,

but if you don't find anything...

Good night.

Hey, just a second.

Hug.

I'm so proud of you
for what you did today.

Cool.
-Very proud.

Good night, Hatzav honey.

Where are you going?

To your room,
to hear all the details.

Dana, I didn't do anything,

you're imagining things.

You're just being selfish.
Not nice.

I always share.
-Dana...

Can I ask you for something?

Sure.

I really didn't do anything,

but if you think...

If I did something...

I won't tell Dad. No problem.

Uri? Hi, it's me.

No, nothing's wrong.

I just wanted to tell you
it'll be okay.

You'll see,

we'll be fine.

It may take time,
but we'll be okay.

I promise.

What did he want?

Nothing.

What are you doing?

Planning our trip.

Hey. How's it going?

Praise Allah.

Here you go.

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He never told me
who the men in the photo were.

Jamal gave you a note...

With the phone number
of a garage in the Upper Galilee.

What are you doing here?

This isn't the first time
I've seen this photo.

Michaela told me that
someone important is coming today.

I'm Ron, her husband.

Nimrode. Nice to meet you.

A man was here this afternoon

wearing black glasses
and a white skullcap.