Nevsu (2017–2021): Season 2, Episode 6 - Granny Tourney - full transcript
Her sandwich is ready.
Good, honey, and I put her
ballet outfit in her bag.
-Good, bye then.
-Bye.
What do you mean? I'm going.
Me too.
-And what about her?
-What about her?
You're not taking her?
No, Gili, I'm meeting with the principal
today. I'm start teaching on Sunday.
-Alright, I brushed her teeth.
-So? What is she, a shark?
You need to do her hair.
I have ten minutes, tops.
I can help her get dressed. That's it.
So I see you only help
from the nose down.
Because her head is a full-time job.
With that hair,
only one of us can go to work.
What can I do?
Good luck.
-Gili.
-Bye, love.
-Shabbat Shalom, everyone.
-Shabbat Shalom.
-Good luck to Tamar with her new job.
-Thank you.
Are you starting Sunday?
I don't know. It turns out Ma'ayan's
hair still needs me at home.
I've apologized a hundred times.
From Sunday on,
I'll take care of her hair.
It's just impossible,
getting her organized,
taking two buses to school.
Why buses? What about the Subaru?
Didn't we tell you?
-It got stuck again.
-Right, Jacob, I forgot.
My mechanic offered me
7,000 shekels for it.
7,000 shekels for my Subaru?
The Subaru you gave them.
Retail is 12,000, but the engine
is on its last legs.
No, that car is doing great.
The money I put into it!
I had it checked every 1,000 kilometers.
Your father's right.
He took good care of it.
He wouldn't wash you,
but he would wash the car
every Friday, and cover it up
like shabbat challah.
You're talking nonsense!
You know what?
Put it in the classifieds. I'll sell it.
You'll see, I'll get at
least retail price for it.
Good idea. Let him handle it.
He knows about it.
-Besides, it'll give him something to do.
-What?
That's not the point, Nitza.
I don't want some crook--
I know how much it's worth.
I don't want some crook mechanic--
It was your mechanic, Dad.
Exactly my point!
Bring me the keys.
We didn't know it was that important
to you,
so we told the mechanic yes.
Yes what?
The car was stuck in the garage,
so we thought we'd save on the two truck.
I have the check here.
The deal is off!
Alright, Jacob, just drink some water,
because the check is dry.
Tell me, did you even use conditioner?
What do I know about it?
Why am I even here?
"What do I know…" As if you
have such straight hair.
It'll take half an hour
just to untie her knots.
Mom, what's with all the complaints?
It's your granddaughter.
Gili, every mother should
take care of her girl's hair,
otherwise it'll be a mess.
Hi, Shmelash.
-Oh no, I lost track of time.
-Why, what's wrong?
Shmelash needs to eat.
He hasn't eaten in four hours.
So? Is he growing?
He must never be hungry.
I'm going to heat it up.
Did you start doing braids?
Do you embroider as well?
When you learn to use a
microwave, I'll learn to do braids.
Gili, fix the table in the meantime.
Would you like to see the menu?
No, I know what they're serving today.
Mom, what's going on? Are you his servant?
It's not cool. Haven't you
heard about "Me Too"?
Gili, your uncle has a problem.
He can't be hungry.
He's from Ethiopia. He must
have skipped a meal or two.
He has skipped enough meals.
He's not skipping any more.
You saw. He came in and washed his hands.
So he washed his hands.
He's not in an operating room.
He eats with his hands.
Gili, show some sympathy.
Your uncle is a widower.
He's been a widower for years now.
You're cooking as though
he'd never stopped mourning.
Gili, don't you remember when your
grandpa, Asmamo, became a widower,
and everyone in the village took
care of him? It's tradition.
There you go, Asmamo.
I made you some chicken.
Chicken, chicken…
What about dessert?
What am I a widower for?
If I don't feed him,
he goes around the neighborhood with
an empty plate. It's disgraceful.
It's disgraceful to him.
Aren't you tired of taking care of him?
Just give him to another woman.
I wish! Who's going to take him?
Come on, take out his chicken.
I'll help you,
but you get back to the braids.
No, no, I don't have time.
So what am I going to do?
Let Ma'ayan stay home tomorrow.
Ortal also often didn't go to school
because her hair was a mess.
Okay, bye, honey.
Good luck, sweetheart.
I'm so jealous of your students.
-Good luck, Mom.
-Thank you, darling.
Have a good day.
Honey, is there any chance you could…
braid her hair, maybe a little ponytail?
You said you'd take care of the hair.
I took her to my mother, but she's
busy with Shmelash.
I also have to go out.
So call the office and tell them there's…
a domestic problem. It's true anyway. Bye.
It's not fair that on top of it all,
her hair is also my responsibility.
It is fair. It all started
when she got your hair.
Ma'ayan, come to the shower.
Brush.
The brush broke. I need a comb.
A comb, it's urgent.
Oh, look what I found, honey.
You've been looking for it.
Nitza! Has anyone called about the ad?
No.
Hello.
Nitza, hold the call. I'll be
right out. Is it a buyer?
No, it's just a sales call!
Why do they need the car?
They don't!
Nitza, Nitza, the phone.
No, Jacob, it's the microwave.
But I can ask if it's
interested in the Subaru.
I'm telling you,
the women in the neighborhood
won't get off my back.
"What about Shmelash?
How come he's still single?"
"He's so handsome, please
give me his phone number."
You don't say! Even married women?
What married women? What's with you?
Who do you think you are?
Students?
I don't want a student.
They always need a desk.
Shmelash, what students
are you talking about?
You're like a hundred years old!
I'm talking about women who don't
have college on their mind.
They have Shmelash on their mind.
They want to learn about Shmelash.
I see. So who do you think
should really try Shmelash?
There are many urgent cases.
For instance,
what do you think about Banchy?
Banchy…
She cooks fatty food.
I don't like her lentils. Go on.
Okay,
there's Esther from the
building across the street.
Esther is cute.
She makes a good Fit-fit.
See? I know what you like.
So what do you say? Maybe you
can find some time to meet her?
I don't know, Alamito.
I've been a widower for many
years. It'll be hard to commit
-to just one food now.
-One woman, you mean.
Both.
What's wrong, Alamito?
Are you tired of cooking for me?
Of course not. Why would you say that?
If it's hard for you, I want to help.
You know what? Today I'll take you
in my car to your butcher shop.
What's there?
-Bull eggs.
-What do I need bull eggs for?
I ate the tripe.
What will I eat tomorrow?
Sweetheart, who put all
this stuff in your hair?
Is that a zip tie?
Ma'ayan, tell me who did this to
you. Mommy will strangle him.
Dad did the zip tie.
Hi, honey.
I'm glad we still have pegs after
what you put on Ma'ayan's head.
-Why? You need some? I have many here.
-How could you do that to her?
The kids made fun of her.
They called her a sheep.
-Who did they call a sheep?
-Who? Ma'ayan.
Did she take the bandana off?
I explicitly told her
it was a day for a bandana.
You know, kids used to call me
a sheep, too.
-They used to call me Nitza the Sheep.
-You? Why? Your hair is straight.
That's after I use a hair dryer.
When I wake up.
my hair is just like yours, Afro style.
Well, there's no choice.
-She must use a hair dryer every morning.
-What?
Mom, what's wrong with you?
She's a little girl. It'll ruin her hair.
-But it'll bring her social status.
-No, Mom.
She can be the class queen
with curly hair, too.
She could be a beauty queen,
-but in Addis Ababa.
-That's nonsense.
Her hair should just be neat.
Then maybe you should
do her hair in the morning.
Gili can't handle her.
Let's get her
a Japanese hair-straightening treatment.
No, no way.
-It's on me. I'll take care of her hair.
-What are you going to do?
It's an Ethiopian problem.
No Japanese necessary.
They don't ask us for help
with their sushi.
Jacob, when told to prune, it also
means to take out the pruning.
Habrosh 3 St. When are you coming?
Jacob, who are you having over?
It's a buyer.
Goodbye. I'm here.
You see? The market is moving.
I have to get the booster out of the car.
Jacob, you're as excited as if King
Abdullah were coming.
-Hey.
-Hey.
So the Muslim Brotherhood
came to buy the car?
All our welcome.
Hello. Nice to meet you.
Mahmud. We spoke earlier.
I'm Jacob, and this is my wife, Nitza.
My brothers,
Yasin and little Abu Jihad.
Jacob, they don't even look alike.
They look like a terrorist cell.
So this is it.
We've taken great car of this car.
I took the sticker off from here.
It was from Meretz.
It's in memory of peace.
I mean, it's pro peace.
Can we take her out for a spin?
Sure, go ahead.
-Abu Jihad, Yasin, let's go.
-Okay.
What, the three of you?
So we can all hear the engine.
Jacob, I'm begging you,
don't go with them.
So I should let them go alone?
Yes, let them blow it up on their own.
May I remind you
that the government says
they won't make prisoner exchanges?
Nitza, what's with the racism?
I grew up with Arabs, I've worked
with Arabs. Why should I be afraid?
They seem like great guys.
I'm sure they'll take the car soon.
Let them take it, but not with you in it.
I just refilled the Freon in the AC.
Feels good, right?
Hello.
Who was that?
Mom.
She was really hurt
by the way you talked to her.
I knew it.
Why is she calling you?
Because you don't know how to talk!
She keeps asking
when I'm getting married.
I can't take it anymore.
She won't get off my back!
Say, where are we going?
The mechanic is in Baqa Al-Gharbiya.
Baqa Al-Gharbiya?
That's quite a trip.
Abu Jihad, you're going to
call Mom and apologize today.
Don't tell me what to do.
I'm your older brother,
and you're going to listen to me!
Stop yelling in front of strangers.
I don't care about him. You respect
him, but not your mother?
I saw what you just wrote in
the family Whatsapp group.
You're not coming to eat
maqluba on Saturday?
You're sticking a knife
in your mother's heart!
And another and another!
Ahmed, calm down. Don't talk
about it while he's here.
Look at his face.
Help! I'm being kidnapped!
Alamito, are you coming?
The butcher is about to close.
I just finished work, Shmelash.
I know when the butcher closes.
Come on, it's bull-egg season.
There won't be any left.
What is bull-egg season?
When the ripe testicles
fall from the bull?
Shmelash, what's going on?
May I ask what your name is,
beautiful lady?
Zaudito. And you, kind sir?
Shmelash, at your service.
Where have you been hiding
this rare flower?
In the laundry room.
Oh my God, Jacob, where were you?
Nitza, I thought I'd never see you again.
-You were right. They tried to kidnap me.
-Come in, darling.
Thank God I speak Arabic.
Their operating agent called.
They started talking to him
about going to the West Bank,
so I took advantage of
their lack of focus and…
Oh God!
Hello there.
-Nitza! Are you safe?
-Yes.
I guess your Arabic is as rusty as
your Subaru, and you didn't understand.
We were worried about you.
Why did you jump out of the car?
I just saw a friend I haven't seen in
a long time, so I got out to say hi.
As long as everything's okay. Thank God.
Thank God.
-Nitza, thanks for having us.
-Thank God.
Okay, goodbye.
Wait, what about the car?
-It's not relevant anymore, my friend.
-What do you mean?
-That car is a lemon.
-It's done for. Thank you.
A lemon? Like theirs isn't.
Jacob, listen. Let's go
back to your mechanic.
He'll give the kids 7,000 shekels,
end of story.
No, I can get more.
But Mahmud
says the engine doesn't sound good.
So what? It's an old engine,
fine. 10,000.
And Yasin says the brakes are faulty.
Yasin doesn't know anything about it.
You know what? 9,500.
-And Abu Jihad says--
-Abu Jihad, Abu Mazen, Abu Arba!
Who else?
Listen, I know this car.
A fair price for it is…
8,500.
Wait, Jacob, where are you going?
To take a shower. I came back here
in a truck with goats.
What do you say? Do you like it?
I love it when the people who serve
me food wear nice clothes.
What food?
That you went to make me.
I don't know what it is.
I didn't make any food.
I went to change clothes.
Did you change clothes
especially to serve me?
No, just to be comfortable.
-Comfortable serving the food?
-What food? There's no food.
Have you forgotten
what to do with a woman?
Perhaps you've forgotten
what to do with a man.
According to tradition,
on the first date, the woman
serves and the man tastes.
Then come taste it.
Wow, that's also fun to do
on the first date.
I told you.
-Welcome to Israel.
-Thank you very much.
But now I'm even hungrier.
I'm hungry, too. What do you have here?
Whatever you brought.
Shmelash, I only brought myself.
Then I guess we'll eat you.
Seriously, this is slavery.
Straight hair would release us
from slavery.
-What's that? What are you doing?
-Oh, honey.
Go back to sleep. I'm
practicing braiding. Look.
The unicorn came out beautiful.
What? What are you doing?
This is insane. It's one in the morning.
Go to sleep.
And send her to school with an Afro?
You know what? Yes.
What is this madness?
Ma'ayan has beautiful hair.
We need to teach her to be proud of it.
We need to teach her
that an Afro is beautiful,
that we're a family
that celebrates the Afro.
Don't sit here with your straight blond
hair and tell us to celebrate Afros.
You're right.
I should set an example.
What are you going to do?
Good morning, Mrs. Afro,
good morning, good morning!
Mom, what happened?
What do you think?
-I think it's gorgeous. Right, Ma'ayan?
-Yes.
Okay, I'm off to school
to teach with my awesome Afro
and make everyone jealous.
Give me a kiss.
-Good morning…
-Good luck, honey.
Watch out for low-hanging branches.
Alright, Ma'ayan, let's get dressed
for school. Daddy's in a hurry.
-But who's going to do my hair?
-What do you mean?
Don't you want to go to school
with a cool Afro like Mom and Dad?
-No.
-But you told Mom you liked it.
I lied.
I didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Weren't you lying, too?
All right, come on.
Come to the living room, look at your
dolls, and choose which braid you want.
There you go.
I can't believe it.
That poor guy took the car?
Oh yeah, didn't even think twice.
Obviously,
or he wouldn't have taken the car.
For how much?
Oh, 6,000.
That's the best I could get for it.
But Jacob, the mechanic was willing
to give Gili and Tamar 7,000.
Alright, I got close. You know what?
I'll give them 10,000, just to feel good.
Never mind, as long as we
got rid of that old beater.
And doesn't it make you feel better
knowing that instead of some mechanic
disassembling the car,
some nice guy is driving it,
having a good time?
About the car? It's no longer relevant.
The car got stuck just outside town.
Smoke is coming out. Come
here now and give me back my money.
I'll sue your ass, you hear me?
-I'll be right there.
-What happened, Jacob?
I forgot to give him the spare keys.
So why can't he come here for them?
He doesn't want to waste gas.
He's right. The gas is more
expensive than the car.
So…
I'll go make a deposit.
Okay, Jacob.
Dad, you did it beautifully.
I'm a pro now.
It's only ten.
You only missed Math and History
Daddy, look, it's Grandpa.
Hi, Jacob!
-Hi, Ma'ayan.
-What happened to the car?
We finally sold it.
-Really?
-Yes.
Nice. For how much?
10,000. I gave him a little discount.
Wow, you're the man!
Wait, so why the tow truck?
Oh, that…
The tow truck driver bought the car.
You see?
A tow truck driver bought the car.
You're the man, Jacob. You're the man.
You're awesome. Bye.
-Sign here, here, and here.
-Okay.
Are you sure you don't
want us to take to a garage?
No, just take this car away from me.
No, no, Carmon,
I'm taking half a day off.
It's a holiday. Today is Sigd.
What do you do on Sigd?
You braid. I mean, you fast.
You braid and you fast.
Wow, Ma'ayan, it's so pretty.
Who did your braids?
My dad.
You're so lucky.
It's like they do in Eilat.
Ma'ayan's dad, can
you braid my hair, too?
No, sweetie, I'm late for work.
It's not Eilat here.
Here Ethiopian people work in offices
with AC.
Dad, please, just Naomi.
She's a really good friend of mine.
I pull the right braid from below,
and then the braids will
fit into each other.
I did it to Ma'ayan's friend.
Her mother called to make an appointment.
You're a real lifesaver.
-Today is Itay's army recruitment party.
-Itay… wait, let me see what I can do.
Oh, I saw this gorgeous hairdo
by a hairdresser in New Jersey.
-Hello.
-Hello.
Did they take a shower together?
No! They went to wash their hands.
Come on, Gili, move away.
Why are you mad at me? I ate at home.
-Hello, Gili.
-So tell me,
now Zaudito eats here too?
You didn't find a woman who cooks?
She doesn't like to cook.
She's like your wife.
But I think that if she eats
Alamito's food for many years,
eventually she'll learn.
See?
Maybe you found a student after all.
Alamito, be sure to heat the lamb well.
Yesterday it was cold inside.
I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
Gili, get us some beer.
Alamito, take out the salads for
now. We need some appetizers.
The bike shop only offered 400 for it.
400? That's a good price, actually.
Dad, it cost 2,000 shekels.
Gili told me not to sell it,
that you'd get us 1,500 for it.
So, Jacob, how much can you get for it?
1,500? 1,700?
No, no way.
Yom Kippur is over. The market is dead.
Come on, Jacob.
Only you could get 10,000
shekels for that rusty Subaru.
A car is a different story.
Subarus are always in demand.
It's a classic car.
You know, Tamar,
I already miss the Subaru.
Isn't that the Subaru?
Excuse me, who is Gili Chalchao?
That's me.
This is a ticket
for towing and abandonment.
Throwing a car in a corn field?
What are you, an immigrant?
Did you think you were
tying a donkey to a tree?
I'll pay for the ticket.
If they give you 400 for the bike,
take it.
I'm going to put the Subaru
in the classifieds.
You're driving him nuts!
He's going nuts over me!
Stop being scared. He smells the fear.
Stop? You think I'm scared on purpose?
I said, stop being scared, now.
-Now, now.
-Why are you all barking at me?
If someone approaches you
in a threatening way--
I guess I do remember.
It's like riding a bike.
I'm playing strip poker with a dog…
Okay, you want to smell me?
Here.
An Ethiopian with a dog?
If my mother hears there was a dog here…
My mom's the same way!
Why didn't you say that
when you came to this country?
Why would we?
What's more Jewish than a fear of dogs?
-It's me.
-Gili.
Why are you trying to poison Putin?
Poison? I gave him a kabanos
so he'd let me in the house.
Shmalash, want a bath?
I do.
Then get in. There's room.
Want to bring the drum?
Dad, is that the dog
-that chokes like a cobra?
-No, this one's not the cobra.
This kind only chokes
if they're in danger, right?
-No.
-So when do they choke?
-They don't.
-Okay.
Good, honey, and I put her
ballet outfit in her bag.
-Good, bye then.
-Bye.
What do you mean? I'm going.
Me too.
-And what about her?
-What about her?
You're not taking her?
No, Gili, I'm meeting with the principal
today. I'm start teaching on Sunday.
-Alright, I brushed her teeth.
-So? What is she, a shark?
You need to do her hair.
I have ten minutes, tops.
I can help her get dressed. That's it.
So I see you only help
from the nose down.
Because her head is a full-time job.
With that hair,
only one of us can go to work.
What can I do?
Good luck.
-Gili.
-Bye, love.
-Shabbat Shalom, everyone.
-Shabbat Shalom.
-Good luck to Tamar with her new job.
-Thank you.
Are you starting Sunday?
I don't know. It turns out Ma'ayan's
hair still needs me at home.
I've apologized a hundred times.
From Sunday on,
I'll take care of her hair.
It's just impossible,
getting her organized,
taking two buses to school.
Why buses? What about the Subaru?
Didn't we tell you?
-It got stuck again.
-Right, Jacob, I forgot.
My mechanic offered me
7,000 shekels for it.
7,000 shekels for my Subaru?
The Subaru you gave them.
Retail is 12,000, but the engine
is on its last legs.
No, that car is doing great.
The money I put into it!
I had it checked every 1,000 kilometers.
Your father's right.
He took good care of it.
He wouldn't wash you,
but he would wash the car
every Friday, and cover it up
like shabbat challah.
You're talking nonsense!
You know what?
Put it in the classifieds. I'll sell it.
You'll see, I'll get at
least retail price for it.
Good idea. Let him handle it.
He knows about it.
-Besides, it'll give him something to do.
-What?
That's not the point, Nitza.
I don't want some crook--
I know how much it's worth.
I don't want some crook mechanic--
It was your mechanic, Dad.
Exactly my point!
Bring me the keys.
We didn't know it was that important
to you,
so we told the mechanic yes.
Yes what?
The car was stuck in the garage,
so we thought we'd save on the two truck.
I have the check here.
The deal is off!
Alright, Jacob, just drink some water,
because the check is dry.
Tell me, did you even use conditioner?
What do I know about it?
Why am I even here?
"What do I know…" As if you
have such straight hair.
It'll take half an hour
just to untie her knots.
Mom, what's with all the complaints?
It's your granddaughter.
Gili, every mother should
take care of her girl's hair,
otherwise it'll be a mess.
Hi, Shmelash.
-Oh no, I lost track of time.
-Why, what's wrong?
Shmelash needs to eat.
He hasn't eaten in four hours.
So? Is he growing?
He must never be hungry.
I'm going to heat it up.
Did you start doing braids?
Do you embroider as well?
When you learn to use a
microwave, I'll learn to do braids.
Gili, fix the table in the meantime.
Would you like to see the menu?
No, I know what they're serving today.
Mom, what's going on? Are you his servant?
It's not cool. Haven't you
heard about "Me Too"?
Gili, your uncle has a problem.
He can't be hungry.
He's from Ethiopia. He must
have skipped a meal or two.
He has skipped enough meals.
He's not skipping any more.
You saw. He came in and washed his hands.
So he washed his hands.
He's not in an operating room.
He eats with his hands.
Gili, show some sympathy.
Your uncle is a widower.
He's been a widower for years now.
You're cooking as though
he'd never stopped mourning.
Gili, don't you remember when your
grandpa, Asmamo, became a widower,
and everyone in the village took
care of him? It's tradition.
There you go, Asmamo.
I made you some chicken.
Chicken, chicken…
What about dessert?
What am I a widower for?
If I don't feed him,
he goes around the neighborhood with
an empty plate. It's disgraceful.
It's disgraceful to him.
Aren't you tired of taking care of him?
Just give him to another woman.
I wish! Who's going to take him?
Come on, take out his chicken.
I'll help you,
but you get back to the braids.
No, no, I don't have time.
So what am I going to do?
Let Ma'ayan stay home tomorrow.
Ortal also often didn't go to school
because her hair was a mess.
Okay, bye, honey.
Good luck, sweetheart.
I'm so jealous of your students.
-Good luck, Mom.
-Thank you, darling.
Have a good day.
Honey, is there any chance you could…
braid her hair, maybe a little ponytail?
You said you'd take care of the hair.
I took her to my mother, but she's
busy with Shmelash.
I also have to go out.
So call the office and tell them there's…
a domestic problem. It's true anyway. Bye.
It's not fair that on top of it all,
her hair is also my responsibility.
It is fair. It all started
when she got your hair.
Ma'ayan, come to the shower.
Brush.
The brush broke. I need a comb.
A comb, it's urgent.
Oh, look what I found, honey.
You've been looking for it.
Nitza! Has anyone called about the ad?
No.
Hello.
Nitza, hold the call. I'll be
right out. Is it a buyer?
No, it's just a sales call!
Why do they need the car?
They don't!
Nitza, Nitza, the phone.
No, Jacob, it's the microwave.
But I can ask if it's
interested in the Subaru.
I'm telling you,
the women in the neighborhood
won't get off my back.
"What about Shmelash?
How come he's still single?"
"He's so handsome, please
give me his phone number."
You don't say! Even married women?
What married women? What's with you?
Who do you think you are?
Students?
I don't want a student.
They always need a desk.
Shmelash, what students
are you talking about?
You're like a hundred years old!
I'm talking about women who don't
have college on their mind.
They have Shmelash on their mind.
They want to learn about Shmelash.
I see. So who do you think
should really try Shmelash?
There are many urgent cases.
For instance,
what do you think about Banchy?
Banchy…
She cooks fatty food.
I don't like her lentils. Go on.
Okay,
there's Esther from the
building across the street.
Esther is cute.
She makes a good Fit-fit.
See? I know what you like.
So what do you say? Maybe you
can find some time to meet her?
I don't know, Alamito.
I've been a widower for many
years. It'll be hard to commit
-to just one food now.
-One woman, you mean.
Both.
What's wrong, Alamito?
Are you tired of cooking for me?
Of course not. Why would you say that?
If it's hard for you, I want to help.
You know what? Today I'll take you
in my car to your butcher shop.
What's there?
-Bull eggs.
-What do I need bull eggs for?
I ate the tripe.
What will I eat tomorrow?
Sweetheart, who put all
this stuff in your hair?
Is that a zip tie?
Ma'ayan, tell me who did this to
you. Mommy will strangle him.
Dad did the zip tie.
Hi, honey.
I'm glad we still have pegs after
what you put on Ma'ayan's head.
-Why? You need some? I have many here.
-How could you do that to her?
The kids made fun of her.
They called her a sheep.
-Who did they call a sheep?
-Who? Ma'ayan.
Did she take the bandana off?
I explicitly told her
it was a day for a bandana.
You know, kids used to call me
a sheep, too.
-They used to call me Nitza the Sheep.
-You? Why? Your hair is straight.
That's after I use a hair dryer.
When I wake up.
my hair is just like yours, Afro style.
Well, there's no choice.
-She must use a hair dryer every morning.
-What?
Mom, what's wrong with you?
She's a little girl. It'll ruin her hair.
-But it'll bring her social status.
-No, Mom.
She can be the class queen
with curly hair, too.
She could be a beauty queen,
-but in Addis Ababa.
-That's nonsense.
Her hair should just be neat.
Then maybe you should
do her hair in the morning.
Gili can't handle her.
Let's get her
a Japanese hair-straightening treatment.
No, no way.
-It's on me. I'll take care of her hair.
-What are you going to do?
It's an Ethiopian problem.
No Japanese necessary.
They don't ask us for help
with their sushi.
Jacob, when told to prune, it also
means to take out the pruning.
Habrosh 3 St. When are you coming?
Jacob, who are you having over?
It's a buyer.
Goodbye. I'm here.
You see? The market is moving.
I have to get the booster out of the car.
Jacob, you're as excited as if King
Abdullah were coming.
-Hey.
-Hey.
So the Muslim Brotherhood
came to buy the car?
All our welcome.
Hello. Nice to meet you.
Mahmud. We spoke earlier.
I'm Jacob, and this is my wife, Nitza.
My brothers,
Yasin and little Abu Jihad.
Jacob, they don't even look alike.
They look like a terrorist cell.
So this is it.
We've taken great car of this car.
I took the sticker off from here.
It was from Meretz.
It's in memory of peace.
I mean, it's pro peace.
Can we take her out for a spin?
Sure, go ahead.
-Abu Jihad, Yasin, let's go.
-Okay.
What, the three of you?
So we can all hear the engine.
Jacob, I'm begging you,
don't go with them.
So I should let them go alone?
Yes, let them blow it up on their own.
May I remind you
that the government says
they won't make prisoner exchanges?
Nitza, what's with the racism?
I grew up with Arabs, I've worked
with Arabs. Why should I be afraid?
They seem like great guys.
I'm sure they'll take the car soon.
Let them take it, but not with you in it.
I just refilled the Freon in the AC.
Feels good, right?
Hello.
Who was that?
Mom.
She was really hurt
by the way you talked to her.
I knew it.
Why is she calling you?
Because you don't know how to talk!
She keeps asking
when I'm getting married.
I can't take it anymore.
She won't get off my back!
Say, where are we going?
The mechanic is in Baqa Al-Gharbiya.
Baqa Al-Gharbiya?
That's quite a trip.
Abu Jihad, you're going to
call Mom and apologize today.
Don't tell me what to do.
I'm your older brother,
and you're going to listen to me!
Stop yelling in front of strangers.
I don't care about him. You respect
him, but not your mother?
I saw what you just wrote in
the family Whatsapp group.
You're not coming to eat
maqluba on Saturday?
You're sticking a knife
in your mother's heart!
And another and another!
Ahmed, calm down. Don't talk
about it while he's here.
Look at his face.
Help! I'm being kidnapped!
Alamito, are you coming?
The butcher is about to close.
I just finished work, Shmelash.
I know when the butcher closes.
Come on, it's bull-egg season.
There won't be any left.
What is bull-egg season?
When the ripe testicles
fall from the bull?
Shmelash, what's going on?
May I ask what your name is,
beautiful lady?
Zaudito. And you, kind sir?
Shmelash, at your service.
Where have you been hiding
this rare flower?
In the laundry room.
Oh my God, Jacob, where were you?
Nitza, I thought I'd never see you again.
-You were right. They tried to kidnap me.
-Come in, darling.
Thank God I speak Arabic.
Their operating agent called.
They started talking to him
about going to the West Bank,
so I took advantage of
their lack of focus and…
Oh God!
Hello there.
-Nitza! Are you safe?
-Yes.
I guess your Arabic is as rusty as
your Subaru, and you didn't understand.
We were worried about you.
Why did you jump out of the car?
I just saw a friend I haven't seen in
a long time, so I got out to say hi.
As long as everything's okay. Thank God.
Thank God.
-Nitza, thanks for having us.
-Thank God.
Okay, goodbye.
Wait, what about the car?
-It's not relevant anymore, my friend.
-What do you mean?
-That car is a lemon.
-It's done for. Thank you.
A lemon? Like theirs isn't.
Jacob, listen. Let's go
back to your mechanic.
He'll give the kids 7,000 shekels,
end of story.
No, I can get more.
But Mahmud
says the engine doesn't sound good.
So what? It's an old engine,
fine. 10,000.
And Yasin says the brakes are faulty.
Yasin doesn't know anything about it.
You know what? 9,500.
-And Abu Jihad says--
-Abu Jihad, Abu Mazen, Abu Arba!
Who else?
Listen, I know this car.
A fair price for it is…
8,500.
Wait, Jacob, where are you going?
To take a shower. I came back here
in a truck with goats.
What do you say? Do you like it?
I love it when the people who serve
me food wear nice clothes.
What food?
That you went to make me.
I don't know what it is.
I didn't make any food.
I went to change clothes.
Did you change clothes
especially to serve me?
No, just to be comfortable.
-Comfortable serving the food?
-What food? There's no food.
Have you forgotten
what to do with a woman?
Perhaps you've forgotten
what to do with a man.
According to tradition,
on the first date, the woman
serves and the man tastes.
Then come taste it.
Wow, that's also fun to do
on the first date.
I told you.
-Welcome to Israel.
-Thank you very much.
But now I'm even hungrier.
I'm hungry, too. What do you have here?
Whatever you brought.
Shmelash, I only brought myself.
Then I guess we'll eat you.
Seriously, this is slavery.
Straight hair would release us
from slavery.
-What's that? What are you doing?
-Oh, honey.
Go back to sleep. I'm
practicing braiding. Look.
The unicorn came out beautiful.
What? What are you doing?
This is insane. It's one in the morning.
Go to sleep.
And send her to school with an Afro?
You know what? Yes.
What is this madness?
Ma'ayan has beautiful hair.
We need to teach her to be proud of it.
We need to teach her
that an Afro is beautiful,
that we're a family
that celebrates the Afro.
Don't sit here with your straight blond
hair and tell us to celebrate Afros.
You're right.
I should set an example.
What are you going to do?
Good morning, Mrs. Afro,
good morning, good morning!
Mom, what happened?
What do you think?
-I think it's gorgeous. Right, Ma'ayan?
-Yes.
Okay, I'm off to school
to teach with my awesome Afro
and make everyone jealous.
Give me a kiss.
-Good morning…
-Good luck, honey.
Watch out for low-hanging branches.
Alright, Ma'ayan, let's get dressed
for school. Daddy's in a hurry.
-But who's going to do my hair?
-What do you mean?
Don't you want to go to school
with a cool Afro like Mom and Dad?
-No.
-But you told Mom you liked it.
I lied.
I didn't want to hurt her feelings.
Weren't you lying, too?
All right, come on.
Come to the living room, look at your
dolls, and choose which braid you want.
There you go.
I can't believe it.
That poor guy took the car?
Oh yeah, didn't even think twice.
Obviously,
or he wouldn't have taken the car.
For how much?
Oh, 6,000.
That's the best I could get for it.
But Jacob, the mechanic was willing
to give Gili and Tamar 7,000.
Alright, I got close. You know what?
I'll give them 10,000, just to feel good.
Never mind, as long as we
got rid of that old beater.
And doesn't it make you feel better
knowing that instead of some mechanic
disassembling the car,
some nice guy is driving it,
having a good time?
About the car? It's no longer relevant.
The car got stuck just outside town.
Smoke is coming out. Come
here now and give me back my money.
I'll sue your ass, you hear me?
-I'll be right there.
-What happened, Jacob?
I forgot to give him the spare keys.
So why can't he come here for them?
He doesn't want to waste gas.
He's right. The gas is more
expensive than the car.
So…
I'll go make a deposit.
Okay, Jacob.
Dad, you did it beautifully.
I'm a pro now.
It's only ten.
You only missed Math and History
Daddy, look, it's Grandpa.
Hi, Jacob!
-Hi, Ma'ayan.
-What happened to the car?
We finally sold it.
-Really?
-Yes.
Nice. For how much?
10,000. I gave him a little discount.
Wow, you're the man!
Wait, so why the tow truck?
Oh, that…
The tow truck driver bought the car.
You see?
A tow truck driver bought the car.
You're the man, Jacob. You're the man.
You're awesome. Bye.
-Sign here, here, and here.
-Okay.
Are you sure you don't
want us to take to a garage?
No, just take this car away from me.
No, no, Carmon,
I'm taking half a day off.
It's a holiday. Today is Sigd.
What do you do on Sigd?
You braid. I mean, you fast.
You braid and you fast.
Wow, Ma'ayan, it's so pretty.
Who did your braids?
My dad.
You're so lucky.
It's like they do in Eilat.
Ma'ayan's dad, can
you braid my hair, too?
No, sweetie, I'm late for work.
It's not Eilat here.
Here Ethiopian people work in offices
with AC.
Dad, please, just Naomi.
She's a really good friend of mine.
I pull the right braid from below,
and then the braids will
fit into each other.
I did it to Ma'ayan's friend.
Her mother called to make an appointment.
You're a real lifesaver.
-Today is Itay's army recruitment party.
-Itay… wait, let me see what I can do.
Oh, I saw this gorgeous hairdo
by a hairdresser in New Jersey.
-Hello.
-Hello.
Did they take a shower together?
No! They went to wash their hands.
Come on, Gili, move away.
Why are you mad at me? I ate at home.
-Hello, Gili.
-So tell me,
now Zaudito eats here too?
You didn't find a woman who cooks?
She doesn't like to cook.
She's like your wife.
But I think that if she eats
Alamito's food for many years,
eventually she'll learn.
See?
Maybe you found a student after all.
Alamito, be sure to heat the lamb well.
Yesterday it was cold inside.
I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
Gili, get us some beer.
Alamito, take out the salads for
now. We need some appetizers.
The bike shop only offered 400 for it.
400? That's a good price, actually.
Dad, it cost 2,000 shekels.
Gili told me not to sell it,
that you'd get us 1,500 for it.
So, Jacob, how much can you get for it?
1,500? 1,700?
No, no way.
Yom Kippur is over. The market is dead.
Come on, Jacob.
Only you could get 10,000
shekels for that rusty Subaru.
A car is a different story.
Subarus are always in demand.
It's a classic car.
You know, Tamar,
I already miss the Subaru.
Isn't that the Subaru?
Excuse me, who is Gili Chalchao?
That's me.
This is a ticket
for towing and abandonment.
Throwing a car in a corn field?
What are you, an immigrant?
Did you think you were
tying a donkey to a tree?
I'll pay for the ticket.
If they give you 400 for the bike,
take it.
I'm going to put the Subaru
in the classifieds.
You're driving him nuts!
He's going nuts over me!
Stop being scared. He smells the fear.
Stop? You think I'm scared on purpose?
I said, stop being scared, now.
-Now, now.
-Why are you all barking at me?
If someone approaches you
in a threatening way--
I guess I do remember.
It's like riding a bike.
I'm playing strip poker with a dog…
Okay, you want to smell me?
Here.
An Ethiopian with a dog?
If my mother hears there was a dog here…
My mom's the same way!
Why didn't you say that
when you came to this country?
Why would we?
What's more Jewish than a fear of dogs?
-It's me.
-Gili.
Why are you trying to poison Putin?
Poison? I gave him a kabanos
so he'd let me in the house.
Shmalash, want a bath?
I do.
Then get in. There's room.
Want to bring the drum?
Dad, is that the dog
-that chokes like a cobra?
-No, this one's not the cobra.
This kind only chokes
if they're in danger, right?
-No.
-So when do they choke?
-They don't.
-Okay.