The Attaché (2019–2020): Season 1, Episode 10 - Episode #1.10 - full transcript
Avshalom returns to Paris from a family crisis in Israel just as Annabelle meets a friend from her past.
Ofra offered me a contract
for a few more years.
And I want to stay here,
in Paris.
Here.
You decide whether
or not we stay.
I can't make myself
turn it down.
Ofra.
This contract, I came here
to ask you to cancel it.
Does Annabelle
know you're here?
Ofra, it's breaking up
our family.
I can't decide for us both.
Listen to me,
your dad is in the hospital.
Go to the airport.
Okay. I love you.
I tell you, man...
You're a genius for pulling me
out of there, trust me.
That hospital thing
nearly killed me.
But it all worked out, right?
It could have been worse.
But he could have shown
some consideration
and break his arm instead
of shattering his knee.
-He's turned me into
his mobility scooter.
-He's crazy.
He goes to the bathroom
three times an hour.
-So you're flying out?
-Yes, tomorrow.
I'll catch my flight
once he's released.
What did you decide?
That you will?
Tell me you're coming back
to Israel.
If you tell me you are, I'll
fire that drummer right now.
I can't work with you
if you're over there.
You're not yourself
when you're over there.
-Look at yourself. What is this?
-Come on.
What is this?
Chasing people down
the streets of Paris at night,
getting into fights.
What have you turned into?
Jean-Paul Belmondo?
I'm bored.
We're at our best
when we're together.
Right?
Man, your French woman...
Yoko Ono.
THE ATTACHE
Avner?
-Do you have a minute?
-Yes.
About the contract.
I haven't had time
to go through it.
It'll take me a few more days.
Okay?
I have to go to the bathroom.
Rivka.
What?
You haven't heard this from me.
That contract Ofra talked
to you about? That proposal?
-That three year contract?
-What about it?
She's putting it on hold
for now. I don't know why.
What?
You never heard this from me.
Don't get me in trouble.
She wants to tell you herself
after the convention tonight.
Are you sure?
Sorry, honey.
I've gotten used to you.
As per Security's request...
Eyal, listen.
Entrance will be done
with a three minute delay.
Please, everyone, follow
procedure. Don't talk to anyone,
-not even reporters.
-Especially not reporters.
Right.
-Rivka, are you done?
-Yes.
Good. Thank you. So, tonight's
lineup is as follows,
Annabelle will give
the opening speech,
she'll tell her Alyiah story...
"Avshalom: I'm in Paris.
I'll pick up Uri from school."
"Good luck tonight."
-Who's that, your husband?
-What?
-Yes.
-Is everything alright with him?
What?
I'm really asking.
Thank you, he's fine.
Good. Okay.
following Annabelle, the
Senior Rabbi, the agency Chair,
and I'll close the speech
portion, and that's it for now.
-Good luck.
-Bye.
Annabelle?
Yes?
I need a word with you
after the convention.
-Right. Sure.
-Good.
Honey!
How was staying
with your grandparents?
What happened to your face?
It's nothing.
I fell off my bike.
-Does it hurt?
-No.
Come on.
Come on, honey.
Let's go visit Said.
You and Mom are in
a fight, right?
It's because you don't want
to stay in Paris.
Right?
Uri, we're going back
to Israel soon.
Do you miss Israel?
Not anymore.
I've gotten used
to my friends from preschool.
Maybe you should just tell Mom
you want to stay in Paris,
or she wouldn't
let you in the house.
Come on.
Hey.
How are you, Uri?
Said, what happened
to the restaurant?
The restaurant?
You mean all this mess?
It's nothing.
There was a huge party here. Not
one, not two, three, my friend!
People danced here all night
long and broke everything.
Shall I make you an omelet?
Something else, maybe?
Dad, can I?
Yes, but wash your hands first.
Go on.
I'm going to the bathroom
for a few minutes.
Do you mind? Thanks.
What? Carol?
-I can't believe it!
-Annabelle!
It's so great to see you!
-How are you?
How long has it been?
-Since high school.
Since high school...
What are you doing here?
Are you thinking
about doing Alyiah?
No, I'm just
accompanying friends.
I'm really here by chance.
What are you doing here?
Didn't you move to Israel?
I have, and now I'm back
as an Israeli delegate.
I'm the attaché
speaking here today.
Do you work here
at the Israeli embassy?
Yes, I'm the Alyiah attaché.
I'm the "Alyiah success story".
Have you been crying?
And I have to go onstage
with a big smile now
and talk about
how great it is there.
That's good, isn't it?
Some people will make
their dream come true,
others will be
completely crashed.
And I need to tell them to leave
their home, and it's difficult.
So...
-I'm sorry for dropping
this on you.
-No, no, it's fine.
It's going to be fine.
-Let's have some coffee
sometime?
-Yeah, sure.
I'd love that.
People are waiting for me.
So... Until we meet again.
See you.
Do you all remember the plan?
You're at table 3.
Don't say a word.
Carol, is everything okay?
Okay. Let's get started.
Spread around.
Act normally.
Remember,
the security guards are
all armed, so be careful.
Let's do it.
Hello?
-Hey.
-Hey.
Did you pick up Uri?
Was he happy to see you?
Yes, he was.
-He's okay.
Are you at the convention?
-Yes.
Good.
Good luck.
Hey...
How about going to the river
for a bit later, you and me?
We can talk about Paris.
-I've made a decision and...
-Monkey.
Ofra's canceling my contract.
What?
-Did she tell you that?
-No, Avner...
Rivka told me that Ofra is going
to tell me after the ceremony.
I'm sorry for all the fuss
I made about that contract.
-Listen, I need to...
-You have to go now.
What?
-I need to go.
-No, wait.
Rana?
I have to go.
Can you watch the boy?
-What's wrong?
-Just watch the boy. Okay?
-Sure.
-No problem.
Uri. I love you.
Thank you, Rana.
-Dad, is everything okay?
-What?
Yes, of course. Stay here, okay?
Next year in Jerusalem...
I'd like to call to the stage
our Alyiah attaché in Paris,
Mrs. Annabelle Cohen.
Please. Thank you.
Hello, my name is Annabelle.
Eight years ago,
I moved to Israel by myself.
But I must say that
I wasn't motivated by Zionism.
All I cared about was the beach,
the sun and fresh watermelon.
And I must confess,
I was only going to go
on a year's vacation
at the agency's expense,
and then return to my family,
who had stayed in Paris.
So what went wrong with my plan?
I fell in love with my husband,
a funny Israeli guy,
and I moved in with him
a month later,
in a 30 square meter apartment,
but only 250 meters
from the beach!
Then the war started,
and at the end
of my first year in Israel,
there was a knock
on my door one night,
and a family was standing there,
a couple with a baby.
They had to leave their home
because of the bombings.
It turned out that my husband,
like many other Israelis,
has put us on the host list,
and invited that family
to stay with us,
in our tiny apartment,
without consulting me first.
I realized that Israel
is like one big family.
It can get crowded sometimes,
but it's home.
I had stayed in Israel ever
since. We've started a family,
and for anyone
who's deliberating
whether or not to do Alyiah,
my advice is, give it a try,
just for one year, and maybe,
you'd be as lucky as I was,
-and you'll fall in love and...
-Lies! Lies!
Free Palestine! Free Palestine!
Free Palestine! Free Palestine!
Justice to Palestine!
Why don't you tell them
about the missiles
your army's launching?
Or about the innocent people
who are getting killed in Gaza?
We speak to all French citizens
in this room,
do not move to that racist
apartheid state!
Just a minute...
-You conquered a country
70 years ago!
-Hold on.
Let him go.
Tzahi, let him go. Sir...
may I ask your name?
What's your name?
Were your parents born
in France, or did they
immigrate here, too?
Allow me to guess
that they are immigrants, too.
Do you think
your parents are conquerors?
When my parents moved here,
they were looking for work,
they didn't invade a country.
Your parents came here
to give you a better
future than their own past.
And you should move to Israel
for the same reason.
-Israel is the place...
-That's a lie!
Annabelle, you're lying.
Stop it.
Look me in the eye
and tell me you're not lying.
Carol...
Annabelle and I
are childhood friends.
And we talked
before the ceremony.
Am I lying?
No.
Before the convention,
she told me that some of you
will fall to pieces over there.
And that she hates that she has
to go onstage and lie to you...
Am I lying about that?
I'm sorry.
What happened in there?
Couldn't you watch your mouth?
I know, I screwed up.
Zero diplomatic behavior.
You are representing
a country, dammit!
Fine.
No, it's not fine.
What difference does it make?
Excuse me?
Say it, Ofra.
Just say it already.
I know that you're going
to cancel my contract.
Regardless of what
just happened.
So what difference does it make
whether I'm diplomatic or not?
Do you have any idea
what I had to sacrifice
for that fucking contract?
I'm doing it for you.
It's a hard decision for me.
Let me help you. I quit.
Annabelle, I suggest
you take a deep breath.
I'm not a little girl
that you can boss around.
Get away from me.
I see.
Don't bother coming
to the embassy again.
Expect a notice of termination.
Annabelle?
Leave me alone, Tzahi.
I'm sorry, Annabelle,
I have to escort you.
No, you don't.
Haven't you heard?
I'm not the attaché anymore.
"Avshalom: I'm waiting
for you at the bridge."
"Annabelle: I'm on my way."
Hey.
Hey.
Honey.
How are you?
How was your flight?
-How's Ovadyah?
-He's Ovadyah.
-And our garden?
Has it dried out?
-A bit.
Hey...
She fired me.
I'm unemployed.
I'm not a damn attaché anymore.
-I'm sorry.
-No...
What was I thinking, huh?
All those dresses and...
and those damn high heels.
I'm such an idiot.
You know what's the worst of it?
I was so sure
that I was good at my job.
-You are.
-No, no. No, stop it.
I can't do anything right.
I couldn't find
myself in Israel, so
I dragged us all out here.
And I failed.
I'm just not right for it.
You were right.
All along.
Let's go home, okay?
My parents have Uri. You can
make me a salad and schnitzels.
I feel like having schnitzel.
Come on, let's go.
So? You'll give up
your high heels?
I'll go back to wearing
my flip flops in Israel.
Listen...
What is it?
What is it?
I went to Ofra.
I asked her to fire you.
What?
She didn't want to.
I don't understand
what you're saying.
I knew that if
I had told you "no" myself,
you would hold it against me
for the rest of your life.
Did you really do that?
Why?
-Answer me.
-Because I wanted
it all to be over.
Ever since we came here,
I've been nothing but
jealous of you,
and terrified that
you don't need me anymore.
We are about to go home, that's
what you wanted, didn't you?
So why did you tell me?
Because you haven't failed.
I wish you'd crash here,
but you don't.
I can't let you
go back this way.
So what now?
I'm here with you.
Damn this city.
for a few more years.
And I want to stay here,
in Paris.
Here.
You decide whether
or not we stay.
I can't make myself
turn it down.
Ofra.
This contract, I came here
to ask you to cancel it.
Does Annabelle
know you're here?
Ofra, it's breaking up
our family.
I can't decide for us both.
Listen to me,
your dad is in the hospital.
Go to the airport.
Okay. I love you.
I tell you, man...
You're a genius for pulling me
out of there, trust me.
That hospital thing
nearly killed me.
But it all worked out, right?
It could have been worse.
But he could have shown
some consideration
and break his arm instead
of shattering his knee.
-He's turned me into
his mobility scooter.
-He's crazy.
He goes to the bathroom
three times an hour.
-So you're flying out?
-Yes, tomorrow.
I'll catch my flight
once he's released.
What did you decide?
That you will?
Tell me you're coming back
to Israel.
If you tell me you are, I'll
fire that drummer right now.
I can't work with you
if you're over there.
You're not yourself
when you're over there.
-Look at yourself. What is this?
-Come on.
What is this?
Chasing people down
the streets of Paris at night,
getting into fights.
What have you turned into?
Jean-Paul Belmondo?
I'm bored.
We're at our best
when we're together.
Right?
Man, your French woman...
Yoko Ono.
THE ATTACHE
Avner?
-Do you have a minute?
-Yes.
About the contract.
I haven't had time
to go through it.
It'll take me a few more days.
Okay?
I have to go to the bathroom.
Rivka.
What?
You haven't heard this from me.
That contract Ofra talked
to you about? That proposal?
-That three year contract?
-What about it?
She's putting it on hold
for now. I don't know why.
What?
You never heard this from me.
Don't get me in trouble.
She wants to tell you herself
after the convention tonight.
Are you sure?
Sorry, honey.
I've gotten used to you.
As per Security's request...
Eyal, listen.
Entrance will be done
with a three minute delay.
Please, everyone, follow
procedure. Don't talk to anyone,
-not even reporters.
-Especially not reporters.
Right.
-Rivka, are you done?
-Yes.
Good. Thank you. So, tonight's
lineup is as follows,
Annabelle will give
the opening speech,
she'll tell her Alyiah story...
"Avshalom: I'm in Paris.
I'll pick up Uri from school."
"Good luck tonight."
-Who's that, your husband?
-What?
-Yes.
-Is everything alright with him?
What?
I'm really asking.
Thank you, he's fine.
Good. Okay.
following Annabelle, the
Senior Rabbi, the agency Chair,
and I'll close the speech
portion, and that's it for now.
-Good luck.
-Bye.
Annabelle?
Yes?
I need a word with you
after the convention.
-Right. Sure.
-Good.
Honey!
How was staying
with your grandparents?
What happened to your face?
It's nothing.
I fell off my bike.
-Does it hurt?
-No.
Come on.
Come on, honey.
Let's go visit Said.
You and Mom are in
a fight, right?
It's because you don't want
to stay in Paris.
Right?
Uri, we're going back
to Israel soon.
Do you miss Israel?
Not anymore.
I've gotten used
to my friends from preschool.
Maybe you should just tell Mom
you want to stay in Paris,
or she wouldn't
let you in the house.
Come on.
Hey.
How are you, Uri?
Said, what happened
to the restaurant?
The restaurant?
You mean all this mess?
It's nothing.
There was a huge party here. Not
one, not two, three, my friend!
People danced here all night
long and broke everything.
Shall I make you an omelet?
Something else, maybe?
Dad, can I?
Yes, but wash your hands first.
Go on.
I'm going to the bathroom
for a few minutes.
Do you mind? Thanks.
What? Carol?
-I can't believe it!
-Annabelle!
It's so great to see you!
-How are you?
How long has it been?
-Since high school.
Since high school...
What are you doing here?
Are you thinking
about doing Alyiah?
No, I'm just
accompanying friends.
I'm really here by chance.
What are you doing here?
Didn't you move to Israel?
I have, and now I'm back
as an Israeli delegate.
I'm the attaché
speaking here today.
Do you work here
at the Israeli embassy?
Yes, I'm the Alyiah attaché.
I'm the "Alyiah success story".
Have you been crying?
And I have to go onstage
with a big smile now
and talk about
how great it is there.
That's good, isn't it?
Some people will make
their dream come true,
others will be
completely crashed.
And I need to tell them to leave
their home, and it's difficult.
So...
-I'm sorry for dropping
this on you.
-No, no, it's fine.
It's going to be fine.
-Let's have some coffee
sometime?
-Yeah, sure.
I'd love that.
People are waiting for me.
So... Until we meet again.
See you.
Do you all remember the plan?
You're at table 3.
Don't say a word.
Carol, is everything okay?
Okay. Let's get started.
Spread around.
Act normally.
Remember,
the security guards are
all armed, so be careful.
Let's do it.
Hello?
-Hey.
-Hey.
Did you pick up Uri?
Was he happy to see you?
Yes, he was.
-He's okay.
Are you at the convention?
-Yes.
Good.
Good luck.
Hey...
How about going to the river
for a bit later, you and me?
We can talk about Paris.
-I've made a decision and...
-Monkey.
Ofra's canceling my contract.
What?
-Did she tell you that?
-No, Avner...
Rivka told me that Ofra is going
to tell me after the ceremony.
I'm sorry for all the fuss
I made about that contract.
-Listen, I need to...
-You have to go now.
What?
-I need to go.
-No, wait.
Rana?
I have to go.
Can you watch the boy?
-What's wrong?
-Just watch the boy. Okay?
-Sure.
-No problem.
Uri. I love you.
Thank you, Rana.
-Dad, is everything okay?
-What?
Yes, of course. Stay here, okay?
Next year in Jerusalem...
I'd like to call to the stage
our Alyiah attaché in Paris,
Mrs. Annabelle Cohen.
Please. Thank you.
Hello, my name is Annabelle.
Eight years ago,
I moved to Israel by myself.
But I must say that
I wasn't motivated by Zionism.
All I cared about was the beach,
the sun and fresh watermelon.
And I must confess,
I was only going to go
on a year's vacation
at the agency's expense,
and then return to my family,
who had stayed in Paris.
So what went wrong with my plan?
I fell in love with my husband,
a funny Israeli guy,
and I moved in with him
a month later,
in a 30 square meter apartment,
but only 250 meters
from the beach!
Then the war started,
and at the end
of my first year in Israel,
there was a knock
on my door one night,
and a family was standing there,
a couple with a baby.
They had to leave their home
because of the bombings.
It turned out that my husband,
like many other Israelis,
has put us on the host list,
and invited that family
to stay with us,
in our tiny apartment,
without consulting me first.
I realized that Israel
is like one big family.
It can get crowded sometimes,
but it's home.
I had stayed in Israel ever
since. We've started a family,
and for anyone
who's deliberating
whether or not to do Alyiah,
my advice is, give it a try,
just for one year, and maybe,
you'd be as lucky as I was,
-and you'll fall in love and...
-Lies! Lies!
Free Palestine! Free Palestine!
Free Palestine! Free Palestine!
Justice to Palestine!
Why don't you tell them
about the missiles
your army's launching?
Or about the innocent people
who are getting killed in Gaza?
We speak to all French citizens
in this room,
do not move to that racist
apartheid state!
Just a minute...
-You conquered a country
70 years ago!
-Hold on.
Let him go.
Tzahi, let him go. Sir...
may I ask your name?
What's your name?
Were your parents born
in France, or did they
immigrate here, too?
Allow me to guess
that they are immigrants, too.
Do you think
your parents are conquerors?
When my parents moved here,
they were looking for work,
they didn't invade a country.
Your parents came here
to give you a better
future than their own past.
And you should move to Israel
for the same reason.
-Israel is the place...
-That's a lie!
Annabelle, you're lying.
Stop it.
Look me in the eye
and tell me you're not lying.
Carol...
Annabelle and I
are childhood friends.
And we talked
before the ceremony.
Am I lying?
No.
Before the convention,
she told me that some of you
will fall to pieces over there.
And that she hates that she has
to go onstage and lie to you...
Am I lying about that?
I'm sorry.
What happened in there?
Couldn't you watch your mouth?
I know, I screwed up.
Zero diplomatic behavior.
You are representing
a country, dammit!
Fine.
No, it's not fine.
What difference does it make?
Excuse me?
Say it, Ofra.
Just say it already.
I know that you're going
to cancel my contract.
Regardless of what
just happened.
So what difference does it make
whether I'm diplomatic or not?
Do you have any idea
what I had to sacrifice
for that fucking contract?
I'm doing it for you.
It's a hard decision for me.
Let me help you. I quit.
Annabelle, I suggest
you take a deep breath.
I'm not a little girl
that you can boss around.
Get away from me.
I see.
Don't bother coming
to the embassy again.
Expect a notice of termination.
Annabelle?
Leave me alone, Tzahi.
I'm sorry, Annabelle,
I have to escort you.
No, you don't.
Haven't you heard?
I'm not the attaché anymore.
"Avshalom: I'm waiting
for you at the bridge."
"Annabelle: I'm on my way."
Hey.
Hey.
Honey.
How are you?
How was your flight?
-How's Ovadyah?
-He's Ovadyah.
-And our garden?
Has it dried out?
-A bit.
Hey...
She fired me.
I'm unemployed.
I'm not a damn attaché anymore.
-I'm sorry.
-No...
What was I thinking, huh?
All those dresses and...
and those damn high heels.
I'm such an idiot.
You know what's the worst of it?
I was so sure
that I was good at my job.
-You are.
-No, no. No, stop it.
I can't do anything right.
I couldn't find
myself in Israel, so
I dragged us all out here.
And I failed.
I'm just not right for it.
You were right.
All along.
Let's go home, okay?
My parents have Uri. You can
make me a salad and schnitzels.
I feel like having schnitzel.
Come on, let's go.
So? You'll give up
your high heels?
I'll go back to wearing
my flip flops in Israel.
Listen...
What is it?
What is it?
I went to Ofra.
I asked her to fire you.
What?
She didn't want to.
I don't understand
what you're saying.
I knew that if
I had told you "no" myself,
you would hold it against me
for the rest of your life.
Did you really do that?
Why?
-Answer me.
-Because I wanted
it all to be over.
Ever since we came here,
I've been nothing but
jealous of you,
and terrified that
you don't need me anymore.
We are about to go home, that's
what you wanted, didn't you?
So why did you tell me?
Because you haven't failed.
I wish you'd crash here,
but you don't.
I can't let you
go back this way.
So what now?
I'm here with you.
Damn this city.