The Beauty Queen of Jerusalem (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 15 - Episode #1.15 - full transcript

In 1930, David is shot while playing with Ephraim's gun. In 1941, Luna goes on a date arranged by a matchmaker.

Help me!

David!

-Ima!
-David!

-Victoria!
-David!

Oh, my God! David!

I can't see, Ima! Ima!

Wait, Victoria, wait. Let me. Let me see.

-It hurts, it hurts!
-Shh, shh, shh…

You're very brave, David.

Look at me. Look.
Look at me for a second. It's me, Gavriel.

-Yeah.
-Like that. Shh… It's okay.



Don't let the kids come over.

-Can you try and stand up, David?
-I don't know.

We'll do it together, okay?

You can do it. Come on.
You're brave, David. Slowly, slowly. Here.

That's it. You're such a brave boy, David.

Let's take a look. Let's take a look.

That's not serious.

-It's okay.
-What do you mean? The boy can't see!

Hold on. Just a second.

-Look at me.
-No.

Everything's fine. Look at me.

Can you see me?

-Yes, I can.
-Everything's fine.

-We need to go to the hospital.
-No need for a hospital. We need coffee.



Come on. Let's get outta here.

Slowly.

Come, David. Slowly.

Come, querido.

-There, Mommy's helping you.
-I'm here.

Come sit on the wall here.

There, there. Everything's all right.

-What are you doing?
-I have to clean his wound. I have to.

-Does it hurt, querido?
-Look at me, David.

I'll press some coffee,
like that, to stop the bleeding.

-Wait. There, there, there.
-Careful.

There you go. There.

You see? Everything's all right.

Let me check it out.

Yes. It's just a scratch. That's all.

David, querido,
was it you who fired the gun?

He was hit by a ricochet.

-If the bullet itself had hit…
-God forbid.

What's going on?

Did you know that it was there?

No. But I know who put it there.

Your brother.

No.

-No way, Victoria.
-David, let's wash your face.

That bandit.

While he sleeps with me,

he also hangs around with criminals
and hides things here.

He will pay for this.
I'm going to the police.

You're not going anywhere.

-Oh, yeah?
-Put the gun down.

No! I almost lost David!

Victoria, Ephraim's done nothing at all.

Then who put it there?

Relax, please.
Victoria, give me the gun now.

I know who to give this to,

and they'll come to your house
and take Ephraim away and put him in jail.

And this time, he won't come near me
or my children ever again!

Lower the gun.

For crying out loud,
put the gun down, Victoria.

Rosa… Don't test me, Rosa.

Victoria!

Where are you going, Rosa?

Rosa!

-Rosa, what are you doing here?
-Ephraim…

-What?
-The police are on the way.

-David found a gun.
-What?

David found a gun. Is it yours, Ephraim?

-He was playing with it. He shot it.
-He got hurt?

No, thank God.
But Victoria's gone to the police.

They'll be here soon. Don't come home.

Rosa, listen to me. Don't go home
for at least half an hour, okay?

I love you.

And her.

A pistol. Webley 38. Nine millimeters.

As we suspected, it's his.

It's Private Charlie Mingus' pistol.

You sure?

Jesus.

I found this on my property.

Meaning… your house?

Yeah. In my yard.

Not only this.

I mean, more stuff. Uh…

More stuff like this? Weapons?

Yes… Yes.

Go bring the jeep around,
and get two other chaps.

Right.

RUMORS OF NAZI COUNCIL IN BERLIN
TO DISCUSS FATE OF EUROPEAN JEWS

SALONIKA JEWS FROM GREECE
SENT TO AUSCHWITZ IN POLAND

Shh.

Clear!

-It's there.
-Over there.

There's nothing there.

There…

Uh… Bag…

Uh…

Things. Uh…

It-- It was there! A lot of… guns.
And-- And-- And bullets for guns.

-Okay?
-Where?

-Inside a huge bag.
-Wait.

Like this?

-These were the things inside the bag?
-Like this.

Yes… A whole bag.

Who are you?

Gavriel Armoza. I live here.

Did you see anyone come in here recently?

They're frightened.

And also lying.

-I'm Yehoram Ben Shabat.
-Gavriel Armoza.

And this is my family.
My wife Rosa Armoza.

Nice to meet you.

You must be Luna.

Yes. Thank you.

Actually, the flowers are for you,
Mrs. Armoza.

Thank you very much.

-Can I come out to see the automobile?
-No, Becky.

Of course.

I see you also take an interest,
Mr. Armoza.

Do you have an automobile?

Lots of them, in the magazines he buys.

I wanted to buy one once. Didn't work out.

What model do you have?

A Jeepster. You know it?

Willys… I didn't know we imported them.

Only one in this country,
and it's right outside.

Would you like to look at it?

Uh… Maybe a peek.

-Um, Rachelika will be joining you.
-What? Why, Ima?

Well, it's not that I… don't think
you're an honorable young man, but…

you're going out for the first time,
and a mother is a mother.

All right, come on.

Rosa, put down the flowers.
You look like a vase.

Come, querida.

Come, come. Don't be shy.

I really didn't know
they had these in the country.

It suits you, Abba. Right?

I've never seen Abba so excited.

Well, what are you waiting for,
Mr. Armoza?

Take a spin.

Uh…

Well, if I may.

-Whoa.
-Whoa!

Gavriel…

Mr. Ben Shabat is here for your daughter,

not for you to take rides
in his automobile.

Ima, stay out of it.
It's none of your business.

Becky's in there, so it is.

My husband learned to drive ten years ago.

I wouldn't want him to, God forbid,
harm your new automobile.

Come, querida.

Come, querida.

Get in.

Take care of my daughter, yes?

It's an honor, Mr. Armoza.
It was a pleasure to meet you.

You too, Mrs. Armoza.

It was nice to meet you.
The pleasure's all mine.

-Oh. Uh… Where is the restroom?
-The what?

The restroom.

What?

-Bathroom.
-Go there and to the left.

Ah. Thank you.

I think he likes you very much.

When he gets back from his "restroom,"
he's gonna fall in love.

-All right, go find David.
-What do you need David for?

What do you think we're here for?

You're totally loca.

Are you sure he's here?

No.
But if you find him, tell him I'm here.

-This is why you agreed to this match.
-Shh. He's coming back.

What's up? What's going on here?
Are there no waiters?

Yoram, we're not at King David.

-Yehoram.
-I'll get a waiter.

-What?
-Yehoram, not Yoram.

-Why does it matter?
-Because my name is Yehoram.

Yehoram. That's so hard to say.

-I hope they have alcohol here.
-Are you kidding?

In Britain, there's no place
that doesn't sell alcohol.

I'm Moise.

Oh, so you probably know
if they're hiding some whisky

or cognac anywhere around.

-No, they wouldn't have any.
-I told him.

-Actually, we do.
-Please. You'll be saving me.

We have a bottle of brandy

we sometimes bring
to British soldiers who come here.

-Get it.
-No.

What's the problem?
He works here.

Can you get it?

-I'll get it.
-Get some soda pop for the girls.

Three years ago, my father realized
there would be a big war in Europe,

so he moved all his business
to South America.

-Isn't America in the war?
-No, Luna, America isn't at war.

Not yet.
They say it might join the war.

But even so,
that would be good for my father.

He bought a lot of steel shares
on the stock market.

And what do they make out of steel?

-I don't know.
-Weapons.

Weapons. Exactly.
Tanks, guns, cannons, shotguns.

They're all made from steel,
and its price just keeps rising.

Looking for someone?

What?

No. No one. Nope.

So people die in the war,
and your father profits from it?

-What?
-Here you go.

Soda for you, here.

And, for you, brandy.

Good on you, my friend.

And this is for you.

Hey, that's mine.

Just a sip.

Ew, yuck!

-Luna.
-Be quiet.

I guess you'll have to
get another, my boy.

Well, don't just stand there.

-Is this nice?
-Mm-hmm.

Everything looks good on you, Luna.

Rachelika?

Come on, answer me already!

Oh! Oh, oh, Luna…

Cheers.

Mm…

-Bring us another round.
-Woo!

Try to find him again.

Who are you looking for?

Oh, I love this one! Come on!

The one there with his back to us?

-Hmm?
-Isn't that David?

-Luna, you drank too much.
-Shh. Let me take a look.

No. It's not him.

Luna! Come on!

Coming! Coming!

Woo! Woo!

Ben Gurion
also asked the newspaper editors

to avoid invoking panic in the public

by publishing the fate
of the Jews in Europe.

News of the massacre
of 270,000 Jews in Ukraine

come from Hungarian soldiers

who have returned
from the front with Russia.

It must be remembered that Hungarians…

What happened?

-What's wrong with her?
-Nothing. I'm fine, Abba.

-I'm really fine.
-Um… She drank a little.

A little?

Come, Luna.

-Is this how you looked after her?
-I tried to. She wouldn't listen to me.

-Go to your room!
-What did I do? Hmm?

Tsk. Humph.

And you…

What do you have to say for yourself?

Um…

I'm sorry, Mr. Armoza.

Are you making fun of me?

Come here!

Uh… Oh, uh…

Allow me. If…

If tomorrow she has a hangover
and she misses a day's work, then…

Go on!

Uh…

Well, I guess I'll go.

Yes.

Go ahead.

Get out.

And finally, an announcement.

The Mandatory police report
they are conducting a widescale search

Go with him. Go on. Move it!

for a Jewish terrorist
by the name of Ephraim Siton.

Anyone with information
about his whereabouts

is requested to present themselves
immediately at the police station.

Siton may be armed and dangerous.

He is wanted for the murder
of a British sergeant.

And now, the weather…

WANTED TERRORIST

I took it off a wall.

They're scattered all over the city.

It's Victoria.

She could've just told them about the gun
and the bag without telling on him.

I would've done the same thing
if I was her, Rosa.

Ephraim is a dangerous man.

A killer.

Ephraim is my brother.

He is your family.

WANTED TERRORIST

Lately, you've been up
before the rooster, Gavriel.

Ah…The baby cries.
She wakes me.

Tell Rosa to bring her around
so we can see her.

Luna and Rachelika,
you'd bring around a lot.

HAARETZ

PLEASE DONATE TO THE BEST OF YOUR ABILITY

TO LAY THE LATE KALMAN LEIBOWITZ
TO REST IN THE HOLY LAND.

Shalom.

Is it for a donation?

Yes, yes.

Uh, I read in the newspaper
that you need help.

I knew the deceased.

You knew Kalman?

Yes, yes. In New York.

I actually just got back from there.

I didn't know that he was sick.

He didn't know either.
He went to sleep and never woke up.

Righteous man's death.

He always said he wanted
to be buried in Jerusalem.

Yes. Living with Gentiles is one thing,
but dying with them? God forbid.

Rabbi Rosenstein Shlita has already ruled

that if a Jewish man wants to die
and be buried in the Land of Israel,

his widow is freed overseas.

His widow, is she…

Is she also coming to Jerusalem
for the funeral?

-Did you know her as well?
-Oh, no, no, no.

Although Kalman…
he spoke highly of her.

Bringing a dead body all the way
from the United States to here

costs as much as, uh…

I would say, five healthy people
in the best cabin on the ship.

If you'd like to donate, sir,
it'd be a great deed.

A very great deed.

Actually, the deceased also left debts.

And the creditors won't let the widow go
if they are not paid.

Oh…

Well, with the help of God
and Jews like yourself,

she'll come here.

Amen.

Amen. And also…

-Is that real gold?
-It is real gold.

Pure gold, 21 karat.

That's what it costs too.

Instead of it just sitting in my house,

let it help bring the man here
to rest in Israel.

Yes, but what's this? I'm curious.

That… At the time,
I bought it from an Arab.

He told me it was very ancient…
which makes it even more valuable.

What is your name, sir, if I may ask?

Charity is… given anonymously.

Of course. Of course.

I know who that man is.

You know who I am, Gavriel Armoza?

I'm Rochel's brother.

You will stay away from her, you hear?

I know where you live.
I know where your store is.

You will stay away from her.

Wow. I have such a headache.

It's like drums banging in my head.

I'm also nauseous.

Rachelika, I'm gonna die.

Rachelika.

What?

-I'm talking to you.
-I'm not.

Don't you care that I'm going to die?

I hope you die. I hope so.

Are you sure he didn't show up?

What?

Come quickly! Move it!

David. I sent you to find him, Rachelika.

Take the boxes and put them in the cart.

Wasn't he there?

Before I stop speaking to you,
and I mean forever,

I want you to promise me
one thing, all right?

You're not going to see him anymore.

-Who? David?
-No! Yoram!

Not Yoram. "Ye-ho-ram."

I'm dead serious. Promise me.

What's gotten into you?

You're so stupid,
like you don't even know where you live.

-And?
-What?

Remember what he told us?

Do you get how his father makes money?

He makes it from war.

People are dying in Europe,
getting harmed.

Jews are being murdered, children, women.
Don't you feel at all for them?

All right, Rachelika,
I won't see him anymore.

Not that I care about him.

Luna?

What?

Luna, come here, please.

-What for?
-I'm asking you to come.

Later.

Luna!

Come here right now.

Adela has some good news.

Tell her, Adela.

Yehoram Ben Shabat,
he wants to meet with you again, Luna.

He sent you for that?
Couldn't he have told me himself?

He also wants us to meet his parents.

-What does that mean?
-What don't you understand?

None of it makes sense right now.

Well, Mr. Ben Shabat told me
that since you two met,

his son won't stop talking about you.

All day long, it's "Luna, Luna, Luna."

He said he'd never seen him like that.

And this boy,
he's had girls standing in line for him.

Even from England.

After what happened,
I thought you were angry.

So you had a few drinks. It's okay.

It's a sign
that there's no time to be wasted.

I don't know.

What does that mean? You don't know what?

I don't know if I'll see him again,
and even if I do,

it will be without his parents,
and without Adela.

Luna, don't be rude.

What should I say then now
to Mr. Ben Shabat?

-What I told you should be fine.
-It's not clear at all.

-I told you, I don't know.
-"I don't know" is not an answer.

Do you think I'll end up
as Mrs. Ben Shabat?

I don't know.

You see? It's an answer.

So now can I leave?

No.

Sit down.

Since you were a little girl,

you've gotten everything
you've ever asked for.

You even got things you didn't ask for.

Have you ever starved, Luna?

Do you know what poverty is?

I know you don't like my advice,
but trust me, I'm on your side.

We're not always going to be here, Luna.

Your father, may he live until 120,

will not always be here
to take care of everything you need.

We've brought you a boy
whose father has money for his children,

his grandchildren,
and his great-grandchildren.

You're at an age
when you should look to your future.

Are you finished?

-Where is he?
-Who?

"Who?" "Who?"
The person who used to sell here!

Look how she talks to me.

I don't know. He didn't come today.
Maybe he's somewhere else.

No, I don't know what poverty is.

And yes,
I've always been given what I wanted,

-You don't know where?
-No.

and even what I didn't want.

And because I didn't eat
from the trash like you,

and I didn't clean
British people's bathrooms like you,

Are you crazy?

I won't marry a man
for his money like you!

You live with Abba without love.
You want that for me too?

Just look at yourself, Ima.

You've eaten shit all your life
because of it.

Luna… that's enough!

From this day on,
you'll get nothing here anymore.

A penny you won't get from this house.

Give it.

Give it to me.

What, are you deaf?

-What?
-Give me the ball.

What ball?

The ball next to you.

This ball right here?

Yes, the ball right there.
And stop pretending.

Just come and get it.

You know very well
that I can't go into your yard.

That's right.
I forgot you're afraid of your mother.

For the last time, throw me the ball.

Or what exactly?

Not even close.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

-Give that back.
-Bitch.

David! Leave that alone!

-Go back to your house.
-Don't want to.

Get outta here.

You need to be a man. You're a coward.

Be a man?

ARE THE NAZIS PLANNING
TO ELIMINATE ALL OF EUROPE'S JEWS?

David?

David?

David!

David.

Luna?

Luna!

Rosa, she's not here!

WE ANNOUNCE THE DEATH
OF THE RIGHTEOUS KALMAN LEIBOWITZ

I was sure I'd brought a sweater.

Where is it?

No. Where did I put it?

Motl.

Go see what he wants.

Looking for something?

You don't leave
this house, right?

Course not. We're sitting shiva.

Well, Shloimale,
how do you like Yerushalayim?

It's a beautiful city, right?

Go see your uncles now.

I want a word with your mama.

Gavriel Armoza is looking for you.

Shame, Rochel.

Shame on you.

Rochel.

Rochel.

Rochel, I know you're in there.

I know you're there.

-Shh!
-Rochel, open up.

Shh!

-Rochel.
-Gavriel?

Open up.

Please, Rochel, I'm begging you.
Open up. Just a second.

Just to see you. Please.

Rochel, please.

No.

I love you.

So come.

Come where?

To the store.

Like before.

-I'll wait for you.
-No.

So tell me to go away.

Tell me to go away and never come back.

Tell me that you don't love me,
that you've forgotten about me.

I'll be waiting there.

I'm waiting for you, Rochel.

JOIN THE ARMY. WE HAVE A COMMON ENEMY!

DO YOUR PART IN THE WAR
AGAINST THE NAZI ENEMY

Did you have more children?

Yes.

Another girl.

Rachel.

Really?

Rachelika.

Is there a Rachel in your family?

No.

I chose the name.

And you?

Do you have children?

No.

Now, you're free.

A widow.

Available to any man.

I'm going back to New York.

I thought
you'd come to Jerusalem for good.

My brothers, my family…

they all want me to go back there.

They're sending you away.

-Because of me.
-It doesn't matter why.

It's what they want.

But you, what do you want?

It also doesn't matter what I want.

Rochel, no. Rochel, stay. Stay here.

-Come, stay. I'll divorce my wife.
-No.

Why not?

Because…

I have brought enough shame
upon my family.

And you have two daughters.

And God willing,
you'll have more children.

I haven't seen you in eight years.

I can see those years upon you.

You're different.

You're not like you were.
I'm not like I was either.

You're much more beautiful,
Rochel.

Much more beautiful.

Once, we believed that love would win.

The spirit.

Then life came.

Your life and my life.

Life won, Gavriel.

Your daughters won, the house, the family.

I'm the one who lost.

I love you.

These are scattered
all over the city.

So, like you, I understood
that the whore was coming back.

Like a possessive demon,
that Ashkenazi woman is.

She gets into your soul
and she won't come out.

When's she going back to New York?

Answer me, Gavriel. When is she leaving?

Shloimale!

Come say goodbye.

Huppa!