Possessions (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - The chronology of pain - full transcript

But how? There was no sperm,
no signs of attack.

She only took a hit on the head,
probably from the fall.

That's why she's having an MRI?

Of course. Maybe she's confused.
They wanna make sure...

That's because of
what he did to her.

But she didn't see him.
Nobody saw him.

She was attacked from behind
and she lost consciousness.

-You saw him...
-This is him. I know, okay?

He attacked her.
He tried to burn me alive.

Why do you have to be
told everything a thousand
times?

(SHUSHING) Be quiet!



Let's go somewhere else, okay?

Come.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-Would you calm?
-Yes.

But you know, it is strange.
She never talked about him
before.

It's an old story.

Old story, but also,
when you knew it's connected,

you didn't come to us.

It's not Wild West here.

I understand. I apologize.
It's my mistake, okay?

I went to her house,
I wanted to talk with her.

Mmm-hmm.

And we decided to go
to the police station

but she wanted to go to the
funeral.



And I couldn't say no.

You know,
the file you gave me from Nice

says his family
thinks she gave him drugs.

Yes, they closed the case
because the man is a psycho.

Really.

Why the hell did he try to burn
you?

Jealousy. Okay?

He wanted to be with her,
like, all the time. To watch
her.

-This is what she said?
-Yes.

-That he wants to watch her.
-Yes.

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

I'll be in touch with you.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

-Feel better.
-Just a question.

Does she still have to be
under house arrest?

Because there's no reason
not to end it.

-We know our job.
-Yes, and I know mine. So...

What?

Does she still have to be
under house arrest?

No. Thank you. Get well soon.

(IN HEBREW) Check the apartments

overlooking Natalie and Eran's.

Those that can see in.

DOCTOR: (IN ENGLISH)
There is no bleeding, no injury.

So everything is fine?

(SIGHS) Are you of Tunisian
origin?

You don't look it, but is there
someone in the family...

My mother.

Why do you ask?

Well, it's still just
preliminary,

but have you heard of CIP?

It's a rare syndrome.

Where there is
no sensitivity to pain.

I've never heard
of something like that.

It's a gene mutation

which affects the number
of endorphins in the brain.

And we have found
that you have a reduced amount.

It's not yet at a critical
level,
but we do have to check it.

The mutation is common
among Tunisian Jews,

but it's hard to diagnose
because people who have it

never complain or cry
because they don't feel pain.

Sorry, Doctor, but this is
stupid.

-I can feel pain...
-But you have bruises and scars

that you don't know
where they come from.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

It's gonna be okay.

Hmm.

What did they say?

Nothing. They found
nothing in particular.

They'll arrest him, so don't
worry.

What?

Your eyebrow is burned.

It's not a big deal.

I actually never knew
what it was for, anyway.

Eyebrows are important. They
protect
the eyes from sweat and from
dirt.

Really?

Wow, you know a lot.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Are you going to be okay?

I'm sorry.

No, it's not your fault.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

(DOOR BUZZES)

WOMAN: (IN HEBREW) No, afraid
not.

Never seen him.

Thank you.

Does this young man look
familiar?

Maybe...

Yes.

He lives upstairs.
An immigrant worker, right?

Thank you.

What's wrong?

Stay in your apartment.

The next floor up.

Police!

Clear!

(IN ENGLISH) Fuck.

(IN HEBREW) A peeper.
That's Eran and Natalie's
apartment.

Okay.

The bastard's been in Israel
a month. Get it?

I bet he's the guy we saw
on the security camera
recordings,

before the wedding,

just after the henna ceremony.

It must have driven him mad.

Check Natalie's apartment
for Alex's prints.

(IN ENGLISH) Fuck.

(IN HEBREW) His last
Google search, two hours ago.

The fastest route to Ramallah.

(IN ENGLISH) Shit.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

May we come in?

Uh...

Put that in the fridge, please.

No, Patrick, you can just
put it right here.

Thank you so much.

-Is this a new consular service?
-Yes, it's all for your weekend.

-Thank you.
-Thanks.

(DOOR OPENS)

You okay?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.

-Are you getting over it?
-Yes.

Someone tried to burn you alive,
that's big.

I was at the wrong place
at the wrong time. It's just my
job.

Things are already bad enough
with the Israelis, don't you
think?

And I am sorry, but I'll fix
this situation, I promise.

No, no, you won't do anything.

You're done pretending
you're James Bond now.

Michelle will be taking over.

She went and contacted
Alex Peretti's family.

So from now on,

I want total transparency
with the authorities. Okay?

Plus, it won't exactly be easy

now that Natalie's ex
has fled to Palestine.

-What, Peretti's in Ramallah?
-Mmm-hmm.

It's outside their jurisdiction.

We could do what we can
to try to localize him.

Karim, are you even listening to
me,
for God's sake?

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry, but, really,
we're onto something big here.

We? Who's we, huh?

Well, Ms. Amiel and me.

I want you to fill Michelle in
and get some rest, please.

Am I suspended?

Didn't you hear what I said?

Go to the beach, to a café,
or go on Tinder if you want to.

-That isn't gonna stop me.
-Right.

That's exactly the problem.

(CHUCKLES)

Take a shower, sweetie.
I can smell the smoke.

Why on earth did you go
to the funeral? What got into
you?

I just wanted to say goodbye.

Weren't you supposed to watch
her?
Why did you let her go?

Oh, come, Dad, I'll make you
tea.

I just can't believe it.

Alex crashing the wedding.

What did they say at the
hospital?

I told you, nothing.

But you fainted.

And then what?

It's okay. I'm fine.

Oh, no. No, no, you're not fine.

Tell me now. Just tell me.

Come on.

Did I ever cry when I was
little?

Hmm?

Why do you ask me that? Why?

-You always used to say...
-I said what?

"Natalie never cries."

Really?

And what? Why did you go with
him?

-Alex?
-No, no, I mean, that Arab.

-Karim?
-Yes, Karim.

Did he touch you or offend you
in any way?

Are you crazy?

You can tell me.

I won't judge you.

But...

You realize Eran was just
buried?

I don't think
that she cares about that,
frankly.

-Shut up. Shut up.
-Why?

Don't you see you're asking
too many questions?

-Shut up.
-Wait. Is that what you mean?

Did I fuck Karim
in the bathroom at the cemetery?

No, that's not what I meant.

I just want to know if...

Perhaps, inside the car...

NATALIE: Yes? What?

Well, maybe that he said
something in the car.

Or maybe that he did something
or just gave you a look,

I mean, sometimes
that's all it takes.

All it takes for what?

-To turn him on?
-God, no.

Oh, God, no. Sweetheart, please.

That's not what I meant at all.

Do I disgust you?

-Look at me. Look me in the
eyes.
-No. I'm looking at you. No.

I see the way you look at me
since the wedding.

I disgust you, right?

Of course not, honey.
Of course, you don't.

I... I thought the guys
were the problem.

-Yes.
-Alex, Eran...

-No.
-All of those guys that I dated.

-No.
-At least she cares about you.

That's enough, Nell, okay.
That's not it.

They were never really
good enough for me, Mother.

-That's not the problem, I
swear.
-Of course not.

That's me.
I've always been the problem.

No, the problem
is the way you act with them.

What do you know?

That's it, that's all
I'm going to say.

Tell me when? When? When we
talk?

When we kiss, when we fuck?

Well, I'm done.

Fucking bothers you, that's it.

People in love do that, okay,
Mom?
And that bothers you, right?

It disgusts you.
You think it's only bad luck.

It's because you have
no fucking idea what it is!

Because you've never truly
felt it physically before.

-Oh, stop now.
-You live in the dark, Mom.

That is enough.

You spend your whole life with a
man
you don't even love.

-Shut up!
-He satisfies your every whim

-and all you ever do is ignore
him.
-Shut up! Stop!

We all know it.
We grew up living with this
shit!

Stop it.

-Admit you never loved Dad.
-Stop.

All you ever do is back away
from him.

-Stop!
-Mom!

Stop it!

She doesn't mean any of it.

(PANTING)

Very classy.

Fuck.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(DOOR SLAMS)

Yes, I know. I know.

I went too far, I know that. I
know.

I don't agree.

The doctors must have said
something to her and it bothers
her.

And that's why she asked you
if she cried when she was
little.

Girls in Djerba would wake up
with bruises, and have felt
nothing.

Hmm.

It had to happen.

It'll get worse and worse.

(SIGHS) Listen...

I know a woman
who handles these things.

Mmm?

Should we call her?

Want me to?

Yes, I want you to.

-We'll go tomorrow.
-Okay.

Okay, we'll go tomorrow.

I'll go home now.

-Okay? It's okay.
-Uh-huh.

It's okay.

Thank you.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

KARIM:The Israeli police
can't get him in Ramallah.

NATALIE: Hmm.

Now he's there and he won't be
back.

-Okay.
-Know that you're safe.

Call me
if you need anything, please.

-Okay. Bye.
-Bye.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Who was that?

The guy from the consulate.

Alex has fled to Ramallah.

He's spent the month living
across
the street watching Eran and me.

Shit, that's crazy.

(SIGHS)

Are you sure it was him
at the cemetery?

According to the cops, it was.

That's so weird.

But I'm not so sure,

my mind is a blank.

(SIGHS)

It's how you survive.

Maybe... Maybe facing the truth
is too hard, you know.

I mean,
it's been like that for years.

Way before Alex, even.

What is it
that don't you want to see?

I don't know.

Do you want to know or not?

I'll help you, then.

Okay?

I promise you, I'll help you.

(SIGHS) It's okay.

(SINGING)Three little cats

Three little cats

Three little cats, cats, cats

That's my hat, my straw hat

Hat, hat, the doormat

The doormat, the doormat

Mat, mat

Oh, it's all marked.

From your tea.

I can't get rid of it.
I can't get rid of it.

I can't get rid of it!

(SIGHS)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Hello?

(IN ARABIC)
Am I speaking to Karim Taleb?

Yes.

This is Captain Abed al-Aaraf,
Palestinian police.

Yes?

We've arrested a girl
without a passport in Ramallah.

She had your business card on
her.

You have to get here
as soon as you can.

KARIM:Okay.

ABED:Great, I'm counting on
you.

KARIM:Thank you.

(HELICOPTER HOVERING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PA)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(HORNS HONKING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(IN ENGLISH)
I told them not to call you.

(KARIM SCOFFS)

You had no passport.

They were obliged
to let me go anyways.

No, no, not at all.

(INHALES)

(IN ARABIC) I realize the
problem.

She shouldn't have come here
without papers.

I know this young woman.
Her name's Natalie Amiel.

You vouch for her?

I'll send you a copy
of her passport.

No need to hold her.

Can you let her go?

I'll check.

Thank you.

(EXHALES)

(IN ENGLISH) From now on,

you're a tourist from France,
visiting Palestine.

Okay.

We know he's here. Why follow
him?

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(IN ARABIC) Is she Jewish?

What does it matter?
She's a French tourist.

If there are new rules
for French tourists in Ramallah,

we need to discuss it

on a ministerial level.

There are no new rules.

KARIM: She's free, then?

But you have to go with her.

Thank you.

(ARABIC MUSIC PLAYING ON
SPEAKERS)

(IN ENGLISH) I won't go back
until I find Alex.

What exactly
are you expecting from him?

I want to understand.

It's too dangerous.

Too bad.

(SIGHS)

Come back here!

Come back here!

Wait a sec.

You don't have to do this, okay?

You're my responsibility.
I vouched for you,

so get back in the car, please.

I don't need you, okay?

Are you trying to get revenge
on him, is that it?

You think I'd hurt him?
That I'm the psychopath, not
him?

Oh, don't be stupid,
I saw what he did to you.

You didn't see it yourself.
Maybe it wasn't him!

-Who was it then?
-I have no idea,

but it's not him.
I know he'd never hurt me.

All he's done is watch me for
weeks.

Maybe he saw what I forgot.

And I'm sick of not knowing.

(PANTING)

You won't manage alone.

I can't cause you more trouble.

(SIGHS) I'm afraid it's too
late.

Come on.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

HUMSA: I'm here!
At the back of the house!

Open your mouth.

Come on, open up.

Come on. Try chewing it.

Idiot.

Hello, Humsa, I called you
yesterday. How are you?

Hello.

I've brought you this.

I'd like you to meet Rosa,

a good friend, almost a sister.

Her youngest daughter
needs a husband.

Here.

No, thank you.

It's firm, nice and red
like blood. Here.

Eat it.

I don't do weddings
how they are these days,

modern and with romance.

I find the true soulmate.
Know what that is?

Yes, that's precisely why I'm
here.

I'll find a man who fits
like a glove, or even better.

So now...

What's your girl's problem?
So I can help you better.

What do you mean?

The only people who come here
are outcasts.

My daughter isn't an outcast.

HUMSA: Do you have a picture?

Give it to me.

She's really blonde. Is she
adopted?

No, no, she looks like her
father.

He's Polish.

She's like me inside.

She has nice eyes.

All right.

What's her problem, then?

Actually, you could say that,
um,

she's been married.

Oh. She's divorced.

That's okay. I handle those,
too.

Did it end badly?

Her husband died.

When exactly?

At the wedding reception.

And how?

His... He got his throat cut.

By whom?

At first, they accused my
daughter.

But it wasn't her, it wasn't.

She's a good girl.

And that's the reason I'm here.

Because I need somebody
who knows about these things.

Well,

I can't do anything for her.

She carries death with her.
She shouldn't marry.

But why do you say this?
The police released her.

Don't bring her here!

Wait right here. I'll be back.

(SIGHS)

-I told you to leave.
-Sorry, I can't do that.

Why not? Your legs don't work?

Because I need you.

Your daughter can't get married.
She's dangerous.

It's the truth.

(SIGHS) But look at her.

You can see she's not a killer.

She's always been so happy
and cheerful.

As a baby, she never even cried.

That's all over now.

She never smiles,
and she has scars all over.

So what?

I don't specialize
in plastic surgery.

The scars are lines on her back,
straight lines.

She doesn't cry, she feels no
pain,
no nothing.

There's no need to marry her
off.

You know
what I'm talking about, right?

That's why you're scared.

Help her. She doesn't deserve
this.

She'll no longer belong to you.
She'll belong to him.

They'll form one single body,
and live like slaves.

I have no other choice.

(DRAWER OPENS)

Is he one of them?

No idea.

It's not magic. It takes
patience.

Thank you.

Hmm. Thank me afterwards.

600 shekels now, 600 on
delivery.

I take dollars as well.

When?

Bring her here tomorrow morning.

She mustn't hang outside, okay?

Thank you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(IN HEBREW) Coffee?

(IN ENGLISH) No, thanks.

(IN HEBREW) Is Hebrew okay?

No worries.

I speak it better than my
sister.

Roni, can you leave us?

I think you're not looking
for the right person.

You mean Alex?

I'm sure Natalie and Alex
were very much in love.

I don't think he could hurt her.

This is from his Facebook page.
I remembered it.

It was on Natalie's, too,

but she deleted it.

ALEX: (IN ENGLISH)Are you mine?

Only yours.

Prove it.

It's not enough.

(LAUGHS)What do you want?

Let's get married.

Will you be my wife forever?

Yes.

(NATALIE LAUGHS)

Stop.

(IN HEBREW)
They really seem to be in love,

but so did Eran and Natalie.

It's odd, showing me that.

Is your sister a femme fatale
who drives men wild?

You believe that misogynist
crap?

What do you believe?

I...

I think there's someone else.

Someone who mistreats Natalie,

whom she can't remember?

Maybe she prefers not to know.

He kills all the guys around her
and it's not Alex?

It began before Alex.

Meaning?

I have no proof, but I know.

We didn't see anything.

We didn't understand...

She always seemed so happy.

I didn't see
my little sister was suffering.

Any idea who it might be?

Because if it happened long ago,
and then now,

it might be someone close

who was at the wedding.

A family member?

I really don't know who it might
be.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(HORNS HONKING)

-(IN ENGLISH) Hi there.
-Hi.

So, you decided
to cross the green line?

(KARIM CHUCKLES)

Natalie, Adrian.

Adrian worked
with the East Jerusalem
consulate.

-Consulate or embassy?
-Neither one.

ADRIAN: I see.

Um... We're looking
for this young man.

His name is Alex Peretti,
he arrived yesterday

and he's wanted
by the Israeli police.

We don't inform the Israelis,
you know.

It's a private matter.

Is this guy your boyfriend?

He's not like common guys.

Agitated, people notice him.

All the French come here usually

so we think
someone may have seen him.

Hmm.

(ARABIC DANCE MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

(HYPERVENTILATING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

Sorry, I got scared.

Oh, it's like that here.
(CHUCKLES)

The power comes
and goes all the time.

Well, he was here yesterday.

A strange detail Moussa noticed,
his hands were burned.

-So, he applied a bandage...
-Where is he now?

They're generous here.

Moussa gave him
a room for the night.

It's close by, in a small street
just behind Avenue al-Nidal.

KARIM: Thanks. Thanks a million.

-(IN HEBREW) Here you go.
-Thanks.

I'll finish this and go.

Same here.
Nothing better than home, huh?

You said it.

Apart from nappies.

I hate nappies.

Wait till you get to homework.

It's hell.

And laundry?

A real drag.

The worst thing is the looks.

Like you're a killer.

The looks I can take.

But the silence...

Nothing better than home, huh?

Nothing.

(SNIFFS)

Right...

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

It's the lab.

Alex's prints
weren't found at Natalie's,

nor any trace of his DNA on her.

Officially, he didn't go near
her.

I just wish we could have
an obvious suspect in this case.

Hang on, this is interesting...

They found the father's prints
in Alex's place.

What? Whose father?

Natalie's father.

Joël.

(CHANTING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)

(BELL RINGING)

(IN ENGLISH) I'll check
upstairs.

Alex!

(NATALIE PANTING)

No!

Alex!

Alex!

(PANTING)

(SHUSHING)

Tell her to stay away!

-No.
-From you, from me, from
everyone!

All right, but lower the gun!

-Don't stay with her! Don't!
Okay!
-We're not together, Alex.

You're jealous for no reason,
we're not together!

Oh, really? You think I'm
jealous?
Huh?

Well, you followed her to
Israel,
I know that for sure.

Just to...
Just to see if it was true.

If I see it... If I see it,
then I'm not crazy.

-I'm not crazy!
-See what?

That.

That.

That!

KARIM: What?

You shouldn't...
You shouldn't stay with her!

KARIM: That's enough of that!

-It's only your imagination!
-I'm not crazy.

Be careful! When you get too
close
to her, he gets angry.

What the hell are you talking
about?

It's a punishment.

Why do you say that?

The fire was, too.

All right, I know it was you
who tried to burn me. I know!

I saved you. I opened the door.

You think I tried to burn him?

ALEX: It was you.

-It was you, and not you, as
always.
-NATALIE: Alex.

Stay away from me.

-Stay away.
-Look at me.

Alex.

Don't say my name!

Why do you say it's a
punishment?

Tell me. Tell me what you saw.
Please, Alex.

(GRUNTS)

Him. I see him all the time.

Who?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

The man inside.
He does things to you. (SOBBING)

He fucks you.

Like an animal. I see,
I see how he fucks you.

He's jealous,
he's jealous of the others.

That's why I keep watching.

I keep watching to see
what you don't see.

-To see if it's true. And it's
true.
-KARIM: No, it isn't, Alex.

Kiss her and you'll see.

Kiss her!

No, Alex,
it's just your imagination.

The other guy says that...

(STAMMERING)
That it's the stuff I took.

The other guy?

Who is the other guy?

What do you mean?

Does this mean
you saw who raped her?

Is he close to her?

It's been years.

I'm sick of seeing him.

Stay away from her.
It gets him mad. Okay.

Who is he?

Who is he?

Okay. Fuck off!

Okay, okay, but lower the gun!
Lower the gun! Lower it!

-I'm telling you! Stay away!
-Stop that!

Alex,

you're not a killer and I know
that you won't hurt me.

Alex, look at me.

-I can't go on.
-I'll help you.

-(CRYING)
-Look at me. Look at me.

Calm down, calm down.
Please, Alex. I beg you.

He hates people around you.

Look at me. There's no one here.

It's just you and me, like
before.

Look at me. Look. Here, look.

(SHUSHING)

Don't worry. Calm down.

(SHUSHING)

Just calm down, okay?

That's it.

(GUNSHOT)

(GASPING)

Praise God.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)