Nevsu (2017–2021): Season 2, Episode 2 - Chauvinism - full transcript
Soc…
How is it spelled?
-With a "C" and an "I," I think.
-C-I?
I didn't do well in school.
Never mind.
Social Media.
I'm asking you all to take a good look.
We're putting everything aside
and focusing only on this.
Sorry I'm a little late.
A little late?
In your case, you're a lot late.
I'm only five minutes late.
-You're five years late!
-Where to?
To social media!
You and Mendel are the only ones here
with no Instagram.
Carmon, I have no permit.
Then you'd better get one.
Okay, okay.
Alright, the rabbi is typing…
I have a permit.
I'll get one, too.
How long will you act like an immigrant?
The Falash Mura are on their way.
Someone has to take them in
and look down on them.
It'll be me. I'll download Instagram
and look down on the Falash Mura.
Dear employees, I'm officially
announcing that fax is dead.
I pay you, among other things, to be
public opinion leaders on the web,
and it must start right now.
Whoever has less than 500 followers,
leave now and don't
come back here without followers.
Okay, let's go.
-No, I already have 1,161.
-How so?
My rabbi
asked his Yeshiva students to follow me.
It's Viznitz, it's a huge Yeshiva.
Here, 1,162.
Who's this Jonathan Mergi who has
100K followers?
Why are you on Instagram
all day, like a 16-year-old?
I wish I was 16.
I would've known how to get followers.
-No, Jacob, you're not allowed.
-Sorry, I forgot.
-What? Why is he not allowed?
-No, no, I'm keeping track.
He's keeping track of his intestine.
Dad has a colonoscopy examination tomorrow
and can only drink liquids.
I explicitly asked you not to tell.
Okay, but it's the kids.
Dad has a polyp.
It's like a little bump,
and whenever he defecates--
-Nitza.
-What?
Do you have to go? Should I
get the suppositories?
Nitza, perhaps you'd like to
invite everyone to light a menorah
up my ass?
But Jacob, it's the kids.
Who else can I tell?
I'm never telling you anything again.
Okay, Jacob, breath deep and press hard,
just like giving birth.
Don't wipe with toilet paper,
it stings. I'm coming, I'm coming.
It's unacceptable to kick a someone off
a bus because of their skin color.
In today's incident, an Ethiopian man…
Wow, Gili, look at that.
Did you hear about this bus company
kicking Ethiopians off?
Well, we, as a community,
are expected to walk by foot.
It's not funny.
There's a march in Tel Aviv.
We should go.
Come on, I'm not going to protest
in Tel Aviv. I'm not single anymore.
-What does that have to do with it?
-I'm too old.
Even my friends don't go anymore.
You go to marches
just to meet your friends?
Good thing it's not to get
more Instagram followers.
Instagram followers?
You're a genius.
Lower the sign a little.
This was the best idea ever.
-I'm meeting some great people.
-Yes, I see it's like a reunion here.
I guess they just forgot about the guy
who was taken off the bus.
-What guy?
-Gili.
-Nagata!
-Hey!
It's been years.
Man, the first time I met you was
also at a demonstration, remember?
It was when you had me holding that sign,
and the cops sprayed me.
They sprayed me with tear gas
You brought me wet wipes.
Funny.
You know… it was my first kiss back then.
-It was the first one with tongue for me.
-Hi.
Nagata, this is my wife, Tamar.
-Hi.
-Hi, nice to meet you.
I'm his last kiss ever.
Gili, darling, could you, by any chance
hold the sign for me?
I need to use the restroom,
all this beer…
-Sure, sure.
-Really?
-Sure.
-Need wet wipes?
-You have some, Nevsu?
-Sure, honey, give her some.
-Sure, no problem. Here.
-Thanks.
Honey, give her the whole pack.
-All of it?
-All of it.
-Here.
-Thanks, I'll be right back.
Sure.
Alright, honey, let's go.
-Where?
-Home, I've had enough.
This isn't a protest,
it's a singles' night,
and you're not single, so let's go.
But I want to protest. Plus,
I'm watching Nagata's sign.
That's her problem.
If you don't like it, go home.
Excuse me? You didn't even want
to come to this demonstration.
Throw the sign away and come with me.
No, let go of the sign. It's not yours.
It's not yours either.
Throw it away already.
This is everybody's sign.
This is everybody's protest!
No, maybe it's the wet wipes protest.
Throw away the sign!
-I won't!
-There's a fight.
Throw away the sign now!
-Let go of the sign!
-I won't let go. Throw it away.
Tamar… Tamar, let go of the sign.
Alamito, I have no
delivery guy. He's sick.
How am I going to
carry a whole bag of lentils myself?
Alamito, Alamito,
your son is on the newspaper!
Wait, this is your son?
The protest leader?
No, he must have been there by accident.
You should be proud. Well done to
the youngsters, fighting our fight.
Tadelah, this is the mother
of the protester from the newspaper..
With the white girl taking his sign?
This time he didn't give it up.
Tell him we're proud of him.
He's our hero.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Shmelash, his uncle.
He got the courage from me.
Come over and carry her stuff home.
The scooter's being repaired, though.
You can walk. This is our hero's mother.
No, no, thank you,
I'm not comfortable with this.
Would you mind if I just cut off the
page with my nephew, as a souvenir?
Take the paper. It's on me.
Thank you.
Can I take two? We don't live together.
Tamar should have been a fashion model.
Look how the camera loves her.
Yes, but it looks as if she's
trying to take down his sign.
No, no, it seems as if she's
trying to lift it up.
-632 to room 4, Agasi.
-That's us.
-It's me. Why are you getting up?
-They called us.
They called me, and I'd rather hear
the colonoscopy results in private.
Sweetie, don't worry about me.
I'm a strong woman. I can handle it.
I'm not worried about you,
I'm worried about my privacy.
When you say
"we'll deal with it together,"
it means with the whole world.
Okay, I get it. I'll be discreet.
You'll be discreet because
you won't be able to hear.
Bye.
Wait, Jacob, what did I
come here for, then?
-To sit in the hallway and wait for you?
-Yes.
There's a new crowd here. I'm sure you
can find something to tell about me.
Maybe about the hernia surgery.
You tell it wonderfully.
He had a hernia this big.
It was really painful.
You look furious in the photo.
Thanks. I didn't even
see the photographer.
-Good for you. Have a nice day.
-Thank you.
There's nothing like a good protest.
Going wild, blowing off some steam.
It brings me back to our bus protest.
-Were you not allowed on buses?
-On the contrary.
They wanted to let women
on the kosher buses.
It's how I met my wife.
I stopped her from getting on.
I broke her bus pass, and we've
been riding together ever since,
separately.
I forgot to check if I got any followers.
I'm sure the police are following you.
I bet the ISA is watching, as well.
No, on Instagram.
Wow, you're not going to believe it.
I don't want to brag,
-but I got ahead of Viznitz.
-How many?
3,012 followers. Yesterday I only had 15.
-Wow.
-Check it out.
The Black Tigers are inviting
me to speak at their event tonight.
You don't say! We have to write a speech.
No way. I can't go. I have no time.
Come on, Gili, it's not up to you.
You can't say no to the Tigers.
Why?
Gili,
this community is desperate for a leader,
and God has chosen you of all Ethiopians.
Even if you run, they'll find you,
like they found Jonah.
Inside a whale's stomach?
-No, you're Ethiopian. You can't swim.
-Wow!
Knesset Member Pnina Tamano-Shata
is asking me on Instagram
if I'm coming to the Tigers' event.
Well, what did I tell you?
Who's this Pnina Tamago-Shata?
Hi everyone.
The Black Tigers are gathering, and
we're not going to play nice.
If you want to speak out against racism,
give us a like!
-Cool.
-Wow, honey, there's so many people here.
I'm afraid they'll recognize me.
You're a blonde girl.
They can't tell the difference.
You could be Miki Haimovich
for all they know.
Wow, it's Gili Chalacho. You're the man.
-Aren't you the one…
-Yes.
Miki Haimovich, nice to meet you.
These are tough times for us.
The heart is torn,
but in the dark, a ray of
light can sometimes be found.
We were all moved by Gili Chalacho,
the guy from the newspaper,
who's here tonight.
Thank you, thank you.
-Gili! Gili! Gili!
-It's nothing, come on.
You're the only one
not cheering. It looks suspicious.
Gili!
Gili, come up here.
No, I haven't prepared anything.
Come on. Don't leave us hanging.
I don't have notes.
Take photos, go live, and put up a story.
Gili is our man!
Friends, it turns out some people
think we have no place on their buses.
Do you know them?
No!
We don't want to fight.
You don't want us?
We won't come!
Tigers, as of today, no Ethiopian
will ever go on a Roads bus!
And this is just the beginning, folks.
We will disable the economy
just as the LGBT community did!
Let's see them making those
amazing braids without us!
Let's see them shopping at 7-Eleven
without a cashier!
All the cashiers are ours!
-Gili!
-Gili!
Gili, I want to have your child!
What child? The man's talking
about discrimination.
Gili, I want to have
your discriminated child!
Thank you, thank you.
Hey! All grapes taste the same.
Sir, do you know who
it is in the picture?
Sure, it's Gili Chalacho.
I was 60 feet from him at the protest.
Good. I'm his uncle, and I'm
choosing his grapes one by one.
-You're Gili Chalacho's uncle?
-Yes.
You know how important
it is that he eats well?
He eats for the whole community.
We need a strong leader.
Listen, take some prickly
pears for him, on the house.
And some carrots,
so he can see the cops from afar.
Mom, I swear, Dad didn't tell me
anything about the test results.
So what am I supposed to do?
Does he need surgery or not?
If it was anything serious, I'm sure
he'd have told you.
Oh, Tamar, I can tell
you don't know your father.
He tells me the stupid little things.
The whole way he bored
me in the car with…
"Our ancient sin is selling 'Tnuva' to
the Chinese." That kind of stuff.
He goes all the way to China
instead of telling me what's
going on up his butt!
Sounds like you make
a good impression of him.
Really? How good was it?
Dr. Mizrahi, this is Jacob Agasi.
I'm calling about the test results.
Dr. Mizrahi,
just so you know, the patient's
family also has rights.
Good day to you too,
and I wish for you to one day
be on the patient's family's side,
and they won't give you answers. Amen.
She hung up.
-Excuse me, are you here for Dr. Mizrahi?
-Yes.
Are you last in line?
I only have one question.
We all do. If we had answers,
we wouldn't be waiting here.
Okay, sorry.
Let's go to the front desk.
I'll sign whatever you need,
and, if necessary,
I'll call the emergency room.
On second thought, I was looking at you
before. You seem very pale and sweaty.
You'd better chase down the doctor
and ask her your question.
-Thank you so much. Dr. Mizrahi!
-Run, run, quickly.
Jacob Agasi, come on.
Here are the results.
-Dr. Mizrahi?
-Yes?
Just look at the tests.
-I didn't call.
-I have an appointment.
Okay, come in.
Let me see.
Please.
Oh no, your iron levels are below normal.
I used to be anemic too.
-Do you eat liver?
-I don't like it.
Well, sure, you probably cook it too dry.
You must cook it raw,
add lots of onion, and some good wine,
-maybe Marsala.
-Excuse me?
-Who are you?
-I just sat here…
I was just waiting for you,
doctor, and I'm going.
-I'm already gone.
-You're not going anywhere.
You're staying here until security comes.
Security!
Do me a favor. Take my picture.
I want to upload a story of me
squashing the bus with a hammer.
Gili, that Instagram
thing is ruining you.
You're taking pictures all day.
Oh, here's the star of the
office, the web celebrity.
I saw you had 10,000 followers already.
Noa Kirel started following me.
That was big.
So in honor of that,
the office has decided to give
you a coupon for an escape room.
-Wow, so nice.
-Alright, go ahead.
Pack your things and go.
-Now? It's the middle of the day.
-Yes, come on, now.
Go ahead, have fun. Grab your bag, go.
-Mendel, go with him.
-Me? I can't.
The client is coming.
No, no, we don't need you in the meeting.
Come on, guys. "Escape coupon,
embassy under siege,
"only you can free the consul."
But Carmon, it's the CEO of Roads.
Buses are very relevant for my sector.
What? The CEO of Roads is coming
for a meeting in the office?
-Not if he sees you.
-You were going to hide it from me?
-Since when is he a client?
-Since today, if you're not here.
Wait, so…
you're trying to hide me
at an escape room?
Gili, calm down, we're not being racist.
You're the reason he's coming.
You've damaged them.
They need a PR agency.
You could say you got us the client.
But you can't go in the
conference room, just like Moses.
But what about me?
Am I Joshua? Because Joshua did go in.
I'd rather stay. I've got
things to say to the CEO of Roads.
Gili, I'd definitely rather you
didn't come to the meeting.
But the sector I'm representing
would like me to be in the meeting.
And you're now informing me
about the sector's will?
Yes, he's their king.
They do anything he says.
I see. And I'm still the king of the
office, so, as one king to another,
I'm asking you to respect
the rules of my kingdom,
and here I'm adding more money,
for ice cream, later on.
Give me, give me.
-Good.
-Let's go.
Gili Chalacho's mother,
look at the treats we got.
What do you mean, got?
Don't tell me you didn't pay again.
-They won't let me pay.
-Oh God, how much food.
-Who gave it to us?
-Any place with Ethiopian employees.
What's that?
-A goldfish?
-Yes, I thought maybe for Eliran.
I don't even have to
carry a wallet anymore,
just this newspaper.
But I need you to dry and iron it.
What's that? There's
meat here, nuts, wine.
That's nothing, you see that?
That's papaya.
40 shekels for one kilo.
No, Shmelash, I won't have it.
You're embarrassing us!
Aren't you embarrassed going into every
store, saying "I'm Gili's uncle"?
No, it's a nice change!
Okay, I get it. I still have
to get to Hezi from electricity.
He's got new Roombas.
Forget about it.
Enough with the free gifts!
Alamito, this isn't Ethiopia.
It's a civilized country.
If you're a celebrity, you get a discount.
Oh no, what have you done?
-My wallet.
-It's for your own good.
You're addicted to the good life.
You're living a lie.
Great Now because of you I
have to find an Office Depot
-with an Ethiopian vendor.
-Why?
Because I have no duct tape.
You have to keep one thing in mind:
there was always racism,
and there always will be,
and you can always get through it
with a good PR campaign.
Tigers, my brothers,
I've interrupted a meeting
with the CEO of Roads.
Meet the face of racism!
What is this? An ambush?
Gill, we agreed…
Agreed to what?
To go hide in an escape room?
Mendel agreed to take my place.
Gili, I wanted you to be
here, but not to film.
Tigers, peace.
Put your hands in the air.
-Gili will get back to you.
-Okay.
Let's go. This was a mistake.
No, Yoav, just a second.
It was really hard to get this man.
This man is our key.
If you get along with him,
your problem with the Ethiopians
will be solved.
Okay.
-I'm willing.
-Good.
Well, I understand your
community is hurt.
We've been thinking about
a couple of solutions.
For example,
we'll hang the Ethiopian flag
on all of our buses,
-for a whole week.
-A whole month.
A month, a month.
We had another idea,
to play Ethiopian music
in the buses for a week.
A month. But it's all temporary.
You think our community
has that short a memory?
We haven't forgotten we were
Jewish for 2,000 years.
You expect us to forget about a bus
incident in a week?
So tell me, what would help you forget?
Money. We're just like everybody else.
Listen, I think you should give the
community a permanent discount.
I don't know, let's say…
"Ethiopians-4-Free."
Okay, that's… that's interesting.
That could change their view of you.
Do you know there are many
who can't even afford a bus pass?
-Really?
-Yes, really.
Why do you think you have ten
Ethiopians with one bus pass?
Because it's too expansive.
What do you mean? How can ten
people go on with just one ticket?
Oh, come on.
The first one goes on the bus,
then tosses the ticket out,
his friends catches it…
You can't tell us apart anyway.
That way, the entire Ethiopian
community rides with the same ticket.
But that's exactly what my driver
said! That's what he said,
that he took off a guy who went on
the bus with his friend's bus pass.
You're just making it up.
No, that's exactly what he said, exactly.
We just didn't want to come off as racist.
I can quote you, right?
-No.
-Of course you can. We run the campaign.
-So can we print out a contract?
-Wait, guys, you don't get it.
The community is very hurt.
So are we, for a change.
Karin! Print the contract.
And bring wine!
And not Barkan wine!
Jacob, have you discharged me?
Have you?
Yes, Dr. Nitza,
we just have to wait for a signature.
Tell me, what were you thinking?
If you want to be a doctor, go to school
for seven years.
This is all your fault.
It's because you keep me in the dark.
I keep worrying, is this bump benign,
is it malignant…
This bump is mine just as it is yours.
You're yelling again.
Everyone can hear you.
Right, sorry, sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm just…
You're driving me crazy. I'm sorry.
Everything went fine with the test.
There was something, and they took it out.
What do you mean, something? Something
that can come back? That can spread?
Something that starts with a "C,"
ends with an "R,"
-and has the claws of a sea creature?
-No.
Then what is it? Is it nothing?
No, it was something.
You're driving me crazy!
I'm begging you to tell me.
I won't say anything.
I'll hold my tongue.
Come on.
Really?
-Nitza Agasi, I can't believe it.
-Hadas Kahlon, Rina's daughter.
-How are you?
-I'm great.
Nitza, you pretended to be a doctor?
It's all Jacob's fault.
Tell her what happened.
I had a medical problem, and Nitza
really wanted to know what it was.
A mole is a medical problem.
He had a bump the size of an apple
blocking his intestine, you see?
He couldn't… he couldn't use the toilet.
For two weeks it was swelling up
like a balloon. We thought it was…
-God forbid.
-Enough, Nitza.
No, I'm saying it wasn't the "God forbid."
-And turns out…
-Nothing turns out!
Turns out it was…
it was a tapeworm, a parasite,
a worm, this big, that got in.
I also had this parasite.
I got it in Kenya.
I think my Jacob got in
Thailand, right, Jacob?
He loved the oil massage, and I think…
The worm went in with the oil.
Cherries, cherries.
After 20 years in Israel, it's
time Shmelash had some cherries.
What is this shirt?
Don't ask. I went to
Office Depot yesterday,
to print out my nephew's photo,
and the vendor said:
"Are you Gili Chalacho's uncle?"
I said yes, and he
printed it on my shirt.
Are you Gili Chalacho's uncle?
Because of your nephew, I had to
buy a bus pass for the whole family.
Why is this Gili's fault?
Look, this is
Gili Chalacho's uncle, the
guy who sold us out.
Go take a bus to another city!
Hey, don't throw star fruit!
It's 40 shekels a kilo!
How much for watermelon?
Put it on my tab.
We've talked to the protest leader,
Gili Chalacho,
and he admitted that Ethiopians
usually use each other's bus passes.
Allow me to quote him precisely.
"Sometimes ten people use the same
bus pass."
People are unfollowing me.
Even Eliran and Ortal unfollowed me.
I don't think you'll be able to go
to protests anytime soon.
You'll have to find another
way to meet your exes.
Even Mendel stopped following me.
Even racists are unfollowing me.
You got a sleeve?
This balloon that they inflate?
Are you nuts?
That's for people over 100 kilos.
Ora, you weighed much more than 100 kilos.
-No, I didn't.
-Yes, you did.
I know what you did!
They wired your jaw shut.
And then you slurp up steak smoothies.
A girl is bullying my daughter.
Do you have something of hers?
Will this do?
I couldn't sleep!
-Why?
-Because of the khat.
How were the Yemenites' kids abducted
if they were so alert all the time?
Jews, have pity on me!
Help me, I need khat. Khat!
-Ma'am, you want khat?
-Yes, yes.
Thank God, a guardian angel.
Let's go in back.
Angels work in the shadows.
Let's.
How is it spelled?
-With a "C" and an "I," I think.
-C-I?
I didn't do well in school.
Never mind.
Social Media.
I'm asking you all to take a good look.
We're putting everything aside
and focusing only on this.
Sorry I'm a little late.
A little late?
In your case, you're a lot late.
I'm only five minutes late.
-You're five years late!
-Where to?
To social media!
You and Mendel are the only ones here
with no Instagram.
Carmon, I have no permit.
Then you'd better get one.
Okay, okay.
Alright, the rabbi is typing…
I have a permit.
I'll get one, too.
How long will you act like an immigrant?
The Falash Mura are on their way.
Someone has to take them in
and look down on them.
It'll be me. I'll download Instagram
and look down on the Falash Mura.
Dear employees, I'm officially
announcing that fax is dead.
I pay you, among other things, to be
public opinion leaders on the web,
and it must start right now.
Whoever has less than 500 followers,
leave now and don't
come back here without followers.
Okay, let's go.
-No, I already have 1,161.
-How so?
My rabbi
asked his Yeshiva students to follow me.
It's Viznitz, it's a huge Yeshiva.
Here, 1,162.
Who's this Jonathan Mergi who has
100K followers?
Why are you on Instagram
all day, like a 16-year-old?
I wish I was 16.
I would've known how to get followers.
-No, Jacob, you're not allowed.
-Sorry, I forgot.
-What? Why is he not allowed?
-No, no, I'm keeping track.
He's keeping track of his intestine.
Dad has a colonoscopy examination tomorrow
and can only drink liquids.
I explicitly asked you not to tell.
Okay, but it's the kids.
Dad has a polyp.
It's like a little bump,
and whenever he defecates--
-Nitza.
-What?
Do you have to go? Should I
get the suppositories?
Nitza, perhaps you'd like to
invite everyone to light a menorah
up my ass?
But Jacob, it's the kids.
Who else can I tell?
I'm never telling you anything again.
Okay, Jacob, breath deep and press hard,
just like giving birth.
Don't wipe with toilet paper,
it stings. I'm coming, I'm coming.
It's unacceptable to kick a someone off
a bus because of their skin color.
In today's incident, an Ethiopian man…
Wow, Gili, look at that.
Did you hear about this bus company
kicking Ethiopians off?
Well, we, as a community,
are expected to walk by foot.
It's not funny.
There's a march in Tel Aviv.
We should go.
Come on, I'm not going to protest
in Tel Aviv. I'm not single anymore.
-What does that have to do with it?
-I'm too old.
Even my friends don't go anymore.
You go to marches
just to meet your friends?
Good thing it's not to get
more Instagram followers.
Instagram followers?
You're a genius.
Lower the sign a little.
This was the best idea ever.
-I'm meeting some great people.
-Yes, I see it's like a reunion here.
I guess they just forgot about the guy
who was taken off the bus.
-What guy?
-Gili.
-Nagata!
-Hey!
It's been years.
Man, the first time I met you was
also at a demonstration, remember?
It was when you had me holding that sign,
and the cops sprayed me.
They sprayed me with tear gas
You brought me wet wipes.
Funny.
You know… it was my first kiss back then.
-It was the first one with tongue for me.
-Hi.
Nagata, this is my wife, Tamar.
-Hi.
-Hi, nice to meet you.
I'm his last kiss ever.
Gili, darling, could you, by any chance
hold the sign for me?
I need to use the restroom,
all this beer…
-Sure, sure.
-Really?
-Sure.
-Need wet wipes?
-You have some, Nevsu?
-Sure, honey, give her some.
-Sure, no problem. Here.
-Thanks.
Honey, give her the whole pack.
-All of it?
-All of it.
-Here.
-Thanks, I'll be right back.
Sure.
Alright, honey, let's go.
-Where?
-Home, I've had enough.
This isn't a protest,
it's a singles' night,
and you're not single, so let's go.
But I want to protest. Plus,
I'm watching Nagata's sign.
That's her problem.
If you don't like it, go home.
Excuse me? You didn't even want
to come to this demonstration.
Throw the sign away and come with me.
No, let go of the sign. It's not yours.
It's not yours either.
Throw it away already.
This is everybody's sign.
This is everybody's protest!
No, maybe it's the wet wipes protest.
Throw away the sign!
-I won't!
-There's a fight.
Throw away the sign now!
-Let go of the sign!
-I won't let go. Throw it away.
Tamar… Tamar, let go of the sign.
Alamito, I have no
delivery guy. He's sick.
How am I going to
carry a whole bag of lentils myself?
Alamito, Alamito,
your son is on the newspaper!
Wait, this is your son?
The protest leader?
No, he must have been there by accident.
You should be proud. Well done to
the youngsters, fighting our fight.
Tadelah, this is the mother
of the protester from the newspaper..
With the white girl taking his sign?
This time he didn't give it up.
Tell him we're proud of him.
He's our hero.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Shmelash, his uncle.
He got the courage from me.
Come over and carry her stuff home.
The scooter's being repaired, though.
You can walk. This is our hero's mother.
No, no, thank you,
I'm not comfortable with this.
Would you mind if I just cut off the
page with my nephew, as a souvenir?
Take the paper. It's on me.
Thank you.
Can I take two? We don't live together.
Tamar should have been a fashion model.
Look how the camera loves her.
Yes, but it looks as if she's
trying to take down his sign.
No, no, it seems as if she's
trying to lift it up.
-632 to room 4, Agasi.
-That's us.
-It's me. Why are you getting up?
-They called us.
They called me, and I'd rather hear
the colonoscopy results in private.
Sweetie, don't worry about me.
I'm a strong woman. I can handle it.
I'm not worried about you,
I'm worried about my privacy.
When you say
"we'll deal with it together,"
it means with the whole world.
Okay, I get it. I'll be discreet.
You'll be discreet because
you won't be able to hear.
Bye.
Wait, Jacob, what did I
come here for, then?
-To sit in the hallway and wait for you?
-Yes.
There's a new crowd here. I'm sure you
can find something to tell about me.
Maybe about the hernia surgery.
You tell it wonderfully.
He had a hernia this big.
It was really painful.
You look furious in the photo.
Thanks. I didn't even
see the photographer.
-Good for you. Have a nice day.
-Thank you.
There's nothing like a good protest.
Going wild, blowing off some steam.
It brings me back to our bus protest.
-Were you not allowed on buses?
-On the contrary.
They wanted to let women
on the kosher buses.
It's how I met my wife.
I stopped her from getting on.
I broke her bus pass, and we've
been riding together ever since,
separately.
I forgot to check if I got any followers.
I'm sure the police are following you.
I bet the ISA is watching, as well.
No, on Instagram.
Wow, you're not going to believe it.
I don't want to brag,
-but I got ahead of Viznitz.
-How many?
3,012 followers. Yesterday I only had 15.
-Wow.
-Check it out.
The Black Tigers are inviting
me to speak at their event tonight.
You don't say! We have to write a speech.
No way. I can't go. I have no time.
Come on, Gili, it's not up to you.
You can't say no to the Tigers.
Why?
Gili,
this community is desperate for a leader,
and God has chosen you of all Ethiopians.
Even if you run, they'll find you,
like they found Jonah.
Inside a whale's stomach?
-No, you're Ethiopian. You can't swim.
-Wow!
Knesset Member Pnina Tamano-Shata
is asking me on Instagram
if I'm coming to the Tigers' event.
Well, what did I tell you?
Who's this Pnina Tamago-Shata?
Hi everyone.
The Black Tigers are gathering, and
we're not going to play nice.
If you want to speak out against racism,
give us a like!
-Cool.
-Wow, honey, there's so many people here.
I'm afraid they'll recognize me.
You're a blonde girl.
They can't tell the difference.
You could be Miki Haimovich
for all they know.
Wow, it's Gili Chalacho. You're the man.
-Aren't you the one…
-Yes.
Miki Haimovich, nice to meet you.
These are tough times for us.
The heart is torn,
but in the dark, a ray of
light can sometimes be found.
We were all moved by Gili Chalacho,
the guy from the newspaper,
who's here tonight.
Thank you, thank you.
-Gili! Gili! Gili!
-It's nothing, come on.
You're the only one
not cheering. It looks suspicious.
Gili!
Gili, come up here.
No, I haven't prepared anything.
Come on. Don't leave us hanging.
I don't have notes.
Take photos, go live, and put up a story.
Gili is our man!
Friends, it turns out some people
think we have no place on their buses.
Do you know them?
No!
We don't want to fight.
You don't want us?
We won't come!
Tigers, as of today, no Ethiopian
will ever go on a Roads bus!
And this is just the beginning, folks.
We will disable the economy
just as the LGBT community did!
Let's see them making those
amazing braids without us!
Let's see them shopping at 7-Eleven
without a cashier!
All the cashiers are ours!
-Gili!
-Gili!
Gili, I want to have your child!
What child? The man's talking
about discrimination.
Gili, I want to have
your discriminated child!
Thank you, thank you.
Hey! All grapes taste the same.
Sir, do you know who
it is in the picture?
Sure, it's Gili Chalacho.
I was 60 feet from him at the protest.
Good. I'm his uncle, and I'm
choosing his grapes one by one.
-You're Gili Chalacho's uncle?
-Yes.
You know how important
it is that he eats well?
He eats for the whole community.
We need a strong leader.
Listen, take some prickly
pears for him, on the house.
And some carrots,
so he can see the cops from afar.
Mom, I swear, Dad didn't tell me
anything about the test results.
So what am I supposed to do?
Does he need surgery or not?
If it was anything serious, I'm sure
he'd have told you.
Oh, Tamar, I can tell
you don't know your father.
He tells me the stupid little things.
The whole way he bored
me in the car with…
"Our ancient sin is selling 'Tnuva' to
the Chinese." That kind of stuff.
He goes all the way to China
instead of telling me what's
going on up his butt!
Sounds like you make
a good impression of him.
Really? How good was it?
Dr. Mizrahi, this is Jacob Agasi.
I'm calling about the test results.
Dr. Mizrahi,
just so you know, the patient's
family also has rights.
Good day to you too,
and I wish for you to one day
be on the patient's family's side,
and they won't give you answers. Amen.
She hung up.
-Excuse me, are you here for Dr. Mizrahi?
-Yes.
Are you last in line?
I only have one question.
We all do. If we had answers,
we wouldn't be waiting here.
Okay, sorry.
Let's go to the front desk.
I'll sign whatever you need,
and, if necessary,
I'll call the emergency room.
On second thought, I was looking at you
before. You seem very pale and sweaty.
You'd better chase down the doctor
and ask her your question.
-Thank you so much. Dr. Mizrahi!
-Run, run, quickly.
Jacob Agasi, come on.
Here are the results.
-Dr. Mizrahi?
-Yes?
Just look at the tests.
-I didn't call.
-I have an appointment.
Okay, come in.
Let me see.
Please.
Oh no, your iron levels are below normal.
I used to be anemic too.
-Do you eat liver?
-I don't like it.
Well, sure, you probably cook it too dry.
You must cook it raw,
add lots of onion, and some good wine,
-maybe Marsala.
-Excuse me?
-Who are you?
-I just sat here…
I was just waiting for you,
doctor, and I'm going.
-I'm already gone.
-You're not going anywhere.
You're staying here until security comes.
Security!
Do me a favor. Take my picture.
I want to upload a story of me
squashing the bus with a hammer.
Gili, that Instagram
thing is ruining you.
You're taking pictures all day.
Oh, here's the star of the
office, the web celebrity.
I saw you had 10,000 followers already.
Noa Kirel started following me.
That was big.
So in honor of that,
the office has decided to give
you a coupon for an escape room.
-Wow, so nice.
-Alright, go ahead.
Pack your things and go.
-Now? It's the middle of the day.
-Yes, come on, now.
Go ahead, have fun. Grab your bag, go.
-Mendel, go with him.
-Me? I can't.
The client is coming.
No, no, we don't need you in the meeting.
Come on, guys. "Escape coupon,
embassy under siege,
"only you can free the consul."
But Carmon, it's the CEO of Roads.
Buses are very relevant for my sector.
What? The CEO of Roads is coming
for a meeting in the office?
-Not if he sees you.
-You were going to hide it from me?
-Since when is he a client?
-Since today, if you're not here.
Wait, so…
you're trying to hide me
at an escape room?
Gili, calm down, we're not being racist.
You're the reason he's coming.
You've damaged them.
They need a PR agency.
You could say you got us the client.
But you can't go in the
conference room, just like Moses.
But what about me?
Am I Joshua? Because Joshua did go in.
I'd rather stay. I've got
things to say to the CEO of Roads.
Gili, I'd definitely rather you
didn't come to the meeting.
But the sector I'm representing
would like me to be in the meeting.
And you're now informing me
about the sector's will?
Yes, he's their king.
They do anything he says.
I see. And I'm still the king of the
office, so, as one king to another,
I'm asking you to respect
the rules of my kingdom,
and here I'm adding more money,
for ice cream, later on.
Give me, give me.
-Good.
-Let's go.
Gili Chalacho's mother,
look at the treats we got.
What do you mean, got?
Don't tell me you didn't pay again.
-They won't let me pay.
-Oh God, how much food.
-Who gave it to us?
-Any place with Ethiopian employees.
What's that?
-A goldfish?
-Yes, I thought maybe for Eliran.
I don't even have to
carry a wallet anymore,
just this newspaper.
But I need you to dry and iron it.
What's that? There's
meat here, nuts, wine.
That's nothing, you see that?
That's papaya.
40 shekels for one kilo.
No, Shmelash, I won't have it.
You're embarrassing us!
Aren't you embarrassed going into every
store, saying "I'm Gili's uncle"?
No, it's a nice change!
Okay, I get it. I still have
to get to Hezi from electricity.
He's got new Roombas.
Forget about it.
Enough with the free gifts!
Alamito, this isn't Ethiopia.
It's a civilized country.
If you're a celebrity, you get a discount.
Oh no, what have you done?
-My wallet.
-It's for your own good.
You're addicted to the good life.
You're living a lie.
Great Now because of you I
have to find an Office Depot
-with an Ethiopian vendor.
-Why?
Because I have no duct tape.
You have to keep one thing in mind:
there was always racism,
and there always will be,
and you can always get through it
with a good PR campaign.
Tigers, my brothers,
I've interrupted a meeting
with the CEO of Roads.
Meet the face of racism!
What is this? An ambush?
Gill, we agreed…
Agreed to what?
To go hide in an escape room?
Mendel agreed to take my place.
Gili, I wanted you to be
here, but not to film.
Tigers, peace.
Put your hands in the air.
-Gili will get back to you.
-Okay.
Let's go. This was a mistake.
No, Yoav, just a second.
It was really hard to get this man.
This man is our key.
If you get along with him,
your problem with the Ethiopians
will be solved.
Okay.
-I'm willing.
-Good.
Well, I understand your
community is hurt.
We've been thinking about
a couple of solutions.
For example,
we'll hang the Ethiopian flag
on all of our buses,
-for a whole week.
-A whole month.
A month, a month.
We had another idea,
to play Ethiopian music
in the buses for a week.
A month. But it's all temporary.
You think our community
has that short a memory?
We haven't forgotten we were
Jewish for 2,000 years.
You expect us to forget about a bus
incident in a week?
So tell me, what would help you forget?
Money. We're just like everybody else.
Listen, I think you should give the
community a permanent discount.
I don't know, let's say…
"Ethiopians-4-Free."
Okay, that's… that's interesting.
That could change their view of you.
Do you know there are many
who can't even afford a bus pass?
-Really?
-Yes, really.
Why do you think you have ten
Ethiopians with one bus pass?
Because it's too expansive.
What do you mean? How can ten
people go on with just one ticket?
Oh, come on.
The first one goes on the bus,
then tosses the ticket out,
his friends catches it…
You can't tell us apart anyway.
That way, the entire Ethiopian
community rides with the same ticket.
But that's exactly what my driver
said! That's what he said,
that he took off a guy who went on
the bus with his friend's bus pass.
You're just making it up.
No, that's exactly what he said, exactly.
We just didn't want to come off as racist.
I can quote you, right?
-No.
-Of course you can. We run the campaign.
-So can we print out a contract?
-Wait, guys, you don't get it.
The community is very hurt.
So are we, for a change.
Karin! Print the contract.
And bring wine!
And not Barkan wine!
Jacob, have you discharged me?
Have you?
Yes, Dr. Nitza,
we just have to wait for a signature.
Tell me, what were you thinking?
If you want to be a doctor, go to school
for seven years.
This is all your fault.
It's because you keep me in the dark.
I keep worrying, is this bump benign,
is it malignant…
This bump is mine just as it is yours.
You're yelling again.
Everyone can hear you.
Right, sorry, sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm just…
You're driving me crazy. I'm sorry.
Everything went fine with the test.
There was something, and they took it out.
What do you mean, something? Something
that can come back? That can spread?
Something that starts with a "C,"
ends with an "R,"
-and has the claws of a sea creature?
-No.
Then what is it? Is it nothing?
No, it was something.
You're driving me crazy!
I'm begging you to tell me.
I won't say anything.
I'll hold my tongue.
Come on.
Really?
-Nitza Agasi, I can't believe it.
-Hadas Kahlon, Rina's daughter.
-How are you?
-I'm great.
Nitza, you pretended to be a doctor?
It's all Jacob's fault.
Tell her what happened.
I had a medical problem, and Nitza
really wanted to know what it was.
A mole is a medical problem.
He had a bump the size of an apple
blocking his intestine, you see?
He couldn't… he couldn't use the toilet.
For two weeks it was swelling up
like a balloon. We thought it was…
-God forbid.
-Enough, Nitza.
No, I'm saying it wasn't the "God forbid."
-And turns out…
-Nothing turns out!
Turns out it was…
it was a tapeworm, a parasite,
a worm, this big, that got in.
I also had this parasite.
I got it in Kenya.
I think my Jacob got in
Thailand, right, Jacob?
He loved the oil massage, and I think…
The worm went in with the oil.
Cherries, cherries.
After 20 years in Israel, it's
time Shmelash had some cherries.
What is this shirt?
Don't ask. I went to
Office Depot yesterday,
to print out my nephew's photo,
and the vendor said:
"Are you Gili Chalacho's uncle?"
I said yes, and he
printed it on my shirt.
Are you Gili Chalacho's uncle?
Because of your nephew, I had to
buy a bus pass for the whole family.
Why is this Gili's fault?
Look, this is
Gili Chalacho's uncle, the
guy who sold us out.
Go take a bus to another city!
Hey, don't throw star fruit!
It's 40 shekels a kilo!
How much for watermelon?
Put it on my tab.
We've talked to the protest leader,
Gili Chalacho,
and he admitted that Ethiopians
usually use each other's bus passes.
Allow me to quote him precisely.
"Sometimes ten people use the same
bus pass."
People are unfollowing me.
Even Eliran and Ortal unfollowed me.
I don't think you'll be able to go
to protests anytime soon.
You'll have to find another
way to meet your exes.
Even Mendel stopped following me.
Even racists are unfollowing me.
You got a sleeve?
This balloon that they inflate?
Are you nuts?
That's for people over 100 kilos.
Ora, you weighed much more than 100 kilos.
-No, I didn't.
-Yes, you did.
I know what you did!
They wired your jaw shut.
And then you slurp up steak smoothies.
A girl is bullying my daughter.
Do you have something of hers?
Will this do?
I couldn't sleep!
-Why?
-Because of the khat.
How were the Yemenites' kids abducted
if they were so alert all the time?
Jews, have pity on me!
Help me, I need khat. Khat!
-Ma'am, you want khat?
-Yes, yes.
Thank God, a guardian angel.
Let's go in back.
Angels work in the shadows.
Let's.