The Beauty Queen of Jerusalem (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

Are you going to scream?

-Answer me. Are you going to scream?
-Mm-mm.

Why are you hanging around
with Englishmen?

What do you care?

Oh, I care.

And they care,
and the people of Israel care,

when Jewish whores go with--

Your mother is a whore!

Ah! Stop! Stop!

Uncle Ephraim?

Put down the gun.



Put down the gun!

What are you doing here?
What's the matter with you?

-This has nothing to do with you!
-She saw you.

Is this your friend, Luna?
This Englishmen's whore?

What are you doing with her?
She's an Armoza, not a tramp like you!

-Help!
-Luna, you shut your mouth!

If you don't let her go,
I'll scream louder!

I'll tell my father and my mother
and the police and everyone!

I'm not done with you.

Shh…

Turn your head.

That's it.

You can't see anything.
Nobody will notice.

Why did they do that to you?



They hate it when we mix
with the Englishmen.

But why?

Jewish girls are only for Jewish men.

But what if a Jewish woman
and an Englishman

are in love with each other?

-It's not allowed.
-It should be, right?

You live in a beautiful world, chiquita,
but the real world is what you just saw.

-Tell James what happened.
-Are you insane?

Do you want him to kill your uncle?

-Is that what he'll do?
-Before that, he'll break all his bones.

I wish someone would hit someone for me.

Luna… it's not a film about romance.

The British sometimes hang Jews.
Do you understand?

In our family,
everyone hates Uncle Ephraim,

especially my dad.

-I could tell him, you know?
-God forbid. No.

-Luna!
-What, Ma?

Your father is going to Jaffa
for a few days. Come say goodbye.

-Luna, you heard your mother. Go home.
-Are you gonna be fine?

Yeah.

Go on, go home.

Okay.

Phew!

What is that? What's that stench?

Ugh!

What are you cooking here, a cat?
Is this what you're giving my son to eat?

It's not for us. It's for the shop.

-Kidney pie.
-What?

Kidney pie, pastelico.

We have a lot of English clients,
and I know what they like.

I thought you only cleaned
their restrooms for them.

Sometimes I'd cook as well.

All right, just shut the door. It smells.
I don't want the neighbors to smell it.

-May I talk to you, Mercada?
-What is it?

My brother Ephraim
isn't doing well at the institution.

They want to transfer him to a kibbutz
with socialist Ashkenazis.

He has no one else but me,
and here we have a lot of room.

The room we have is for the grandchildren
you'll give me, God willing.

He could sleep in the storeroom.

Where did you get that dress?

It was my mother's, bless her soul.

I bought this for you.

Not all women are born beauty queens,
Rosa, it can't be helped.

Come. Come try it.

You go like this, like this,

then on your lips.

Try it.

It suits you.

Before Gavriel comes home from the shop,

put some powder and some color
on your face, like this, Rosa.

I took these things out of your closet.

I wanted to see
what you wear to bed at night.

You wear this, Rosa?

This is how you're going
to get your husband fired up?

I'm going to throw it all away.

I was on Yafo Street today.
Here, I bought you something pretty.

And another small thing, Rosa.

I'm really sorry for saying this…

but I can smell it on you,
the shit that you cooked last night.

Is that how you get in bed with my son?

He sleeps there, and I sleep here.

All right, we'll deal with that
in just a moment,

but come on,
you too have to take care of yourself.

Come on, let's go.

No?

No eggs.

Rochel…

come here.

Excuse me.

Bring me some oranges.

Blessed art thou,
God our Lord… Amen.

Blessed art thou, God our Lord… Amen.

A cup of olives, four pounds of halva,

two cups of Bulgarian cheese,

a crate of olive oil,
a sack of Haleb pistachios,

a sack of peanuts, a sack of almonds,
and ten pounds of Kashkaval.

And the chocolates?

-You didn't say chocolates.
-Matzliach, get 30 pieces, please.

-What, the Turkish?
-No, the good ones.

The good ones from France.

Where's all this going?

Charity.

Charity?

These are top quality goods
worth a hundred lira.

Why? Is this your money? Go on, Matzliach.

-I wish I could get such charity.
-This is for charity?

He is not entirely with us.

Mustafa, hurry up
before he gives me a headache.

-Come along.
-So long.

Come along.

I've never had
such good pistachios.

-Right?
-Mm, great.

Rochel!

Come here.

It is absolutely delicious.

-One hundred lira for charity?
-Half the storeroom, yes.

And the goods, he took the best we have.

-Where did he take it?
-I asked, he didn't tell me.

Maybe Mustafa knows. He took the goods.

Bring him here now.

'Stafa!

Come over here.

What?

The goods that Gavriel
took from here earlier,

where did you take them?

Gavriel gave me some cash, to keep quiet.

-And how much did he give you?
-Thirty piasters.

Mustafa, I'll give you 50
if you tell me where he took the goods.

He's an Arab.

He won't break his word
to a man for a woman.

I don't care about that.
In the shop, I make the rules.

The boss said
we should do whatever she says.

Pistachios from Haleb,
chocolates from France, olive oil,

what… what is this?

Is bread and soup no longer
good enough for our poor?

Abba used to give them delicacies as well.

At Purim, maybe,
as part of the gift basket.

And not goods from Lebanon.

One hundred lira of goods, really?

Did Matzliach open his mouth again?

Why are you handing out
to charity like that, huh?

Charity will save us from death.

And because of what happened to Abba,
I'm looking for ways to atone.

Money doesn't buy salvation, Gavriel.

Tonight, I made beans and rice for dinner.

Why not give that to charity?
Wouldn't the poor enjoy my food?

Luna shouldn't have to grow up alone.

It's nice, what you're drawing.

What did you want?

Look, it's time you started
being afraid of me, Luna.

Tell me what you want.

How is Matilda?

Get out.

Tell her that we know
where she lives and where she works.

-If she hangs out with Englishmen--
-You're a piece of shit! Get outta here!

-What is going on?
-She forgets I'm her uncle.

Why is he here
when Dad's not around?

-Watch your mouth, Luna.
-You want my father to hit you again?

-Are you proud of your daughter?
-You know what they say about you?

That you drink all the time,
that you stink,

you don't work, you're a parasite.

Ephraim, she doesn't understand
what she's saying.

She understands.
Should I tell who your friends are?

-Who do you run around with?
-She hangs around with Matilda Franco.

-The whore of the English.
-Watch your mouth.

And what are you if not a whore?
You run from the police like a rat.

You wander the streets like--

What have you done, Ephraim?

What have you done?

And why?

Why?!

Wow! What's this?

It's a ballerina costume,
and it's not for your age.

-Yeah right.
-You don't know how annoying you are.

-But you love me anyway.
-And that's the problem.

-Wow! Everything's showing.
-Luna, stay there. Someone could come in.

-I'm buying it.
-No, you're not.

Who's asking you?

-Luna.
-Hi! I was just with Matilda.

Yes, I saw you there.
Can I talk to you for a moment?

About?

What is that?

There's a Purim party at the club.

I need you to convince her
to go as a princess.

Um…

-Why?
-Because I'm going to dress as a prince.

And I want to surprise her.

-Do you understand?
-You want to ask Matilda--

-Shh!
-Shh…

Prince James will ask Princess Matilda
for her hand in marriage.

Well, wi-- will she like it?

Oh, yes.

Uh… you will take her to England?

Um… or we'll stay here.

Whatever Matilda wishes.

So… can I count on you?

Yes.

Wait. You tell Matilda
that I come to the party too.

You've got yourself a deal.

-Bye.
-Bye.

You're welcome.

Take a plate. Here you go, sir.

Do you have some chocolate?

What are you doing here?

Looking at you.

The delicacies were all from you?

Well, maybe there's some left
in the storeroom.

You should go and check for yourself.

I'll wait for you there.

Why did you come here?

Rochel…

-This is all you have to say to me?
-How did you even find me?

I'm a dead man, Rochel.

A dead man.

You're married.

Rochel!

My husband.

He'll kill me if he sees us here.

Rochel,
please, I have to see you.

-I have to see you, to talk to you--
-Leave me now.

Leave me alone.

It can't be.

Gavriel!

What are you doing here
at such a late hour?

You have a wife at home, a little girl.

Why aren't you with your family?

Go home, Gavriel.

-Home?
-Yes, go to your family.

Go home now!

Abba?

I have a baby in my stomach.

What?

Are you sure, Rosa?

I've known for a month.

But I wanted to be really sure.

Oh, no, no, no.

It's dangerous. We must be careful.

It's not allowed when you're pregnant.

Do you love me?

Please make it a boy.

Grant my wish.

God my Lord, God of my forefathers,

righteous in all generations,

in Your name,
may You bless the house of Israel,

the house of Aaron,

and grant me a male heir

who is decent and desired…

God my Lord, God of my forefathers,

righteous in all generations,
in Your name, may You bless the…

And let's see how the spirits lay.

Here, do you see the balls?

-Mm-hmm.
-And here, the chuchunika?

When there are two balls
and one chuchunika, that's a boy.

That's wonderful.

-But…
-What?

This here… it's the evil eye.

He's a man "of those below."

The mother can't even feel it.

-When she takes a piss…
-Hmm.

…the balls and the penis
fall into the toilet at the same time.

-Then what happens to the boy?
-He becomes a girl.

Oh, good Lord.

-From now on…
-Yes?

…and until she has the boy,
her husband cannot be with her.

Oh, sure, that won't be an issue.

Blessed art thou God,
our King, the maker of bread.

Amen.

Shabbat Shalom.

How long
do you plan on staying, Ephraim?

Until Rosa gives birth.

There's no way I leave before she does.

Rosa, what's happening? You're peeing!

Rosa…

Why did you have to say something?
What for? Huh?

How? God help me, how?

Can't you wait a little?
You have more than a month left!

I can feel the head. Good. Push harder!

God my Lord,
God of my forefathers,

God my Lord, God of my forefathers,

righteous in all generations,

may You bless the house of Israel,
the house of Aaron…

Grant me a male heir.

One who is decent and desired…

-I'm going.
-No, no.

My sister is hurting. I wanna be with her.

You can't go in there now, Ephraim.

That's what it's like to give birth.

It hurts.

Push time, Rosa.

-You're going to be okay.
-Harder.

-It hurts.
-You hear what she's saying?

-Push harder.
-I'm trying.

I can feel the head. Good, harder.

Good, yeah.

-Again, yes, harder!
-Push hard!

-Harder!
-Push hard!

A son that is wise
and knowledgeable in the Torah,

hear my voice, O Lord my God…

Mazel tov. It's a boy.

Mazel tov.

Raphael…

Little Raphaeliko.

Your father would have been proud of you.

Thank you, Rosa.

Thank you.

Shh…

I don't know what's going on.
He won't stop crying.

And before, he barely ate anything.

He's so small.

Shh…

Enough, enough.

-Shh…
-Let me check him out.

He's a little warm.

Shh…

Nani, nani, nani.

Shh…

Nani, nani, nani.

This here is the evil eye.

After the bris, you sell him
to the neighbor who lives across from you.

Victoria Franco.

Make sure his mother won't see him.

-For how long?
-Three days and three nights.

And when he comes back home,
dress him in girl's clothes.

He won't stop crying.
He's warm all the time.

Here, put this on him.

-What's that?
-A dress.

To confuse Abuleleh.

We're going to sell him to Victoria.
She's already paid for him.

For three days, he will be with her,
and we won't go near him.

What do you mean by that?

I can't see him either?

Now you want to keep him with you, Rosa?

One more month, you were supposed
to keep him in your oven, one month.

Shh…

-He wants me.
-He's close, Rosa.

-He's close.
-Then why is he crying all the time?

He wouldn't stop when he was here too.

And this is the solution?
Crying at Victoria's house?

And what about the doctor, huh?

He was helpless.

I have to go to him. He needs me.

-You're not allowed! No.
-I can't! I have to see him! I told you.

Rosa!

Rosa!

Rosa!

Rosa! He's not well! Something's wrong!

No!

No!

This is the entrance to the club.

Here are the tables.

And this is the dance floor.

Everyone's gonna be drunk and in costume.

No one will notice when you come in.

You have to put the gift basket
as close as you can to the dance floor.

Activate it, then get out of there.

Don't run. Walk.

You have enough time to get out of there.

Show me.

I'll set the timer to… 15 seconds.

And set it off.

Boom!

-If the red wire had been connected now?
-Boom.

Good. You'll set it for a minute.
Enough time for you to get out of there.

Questions?

Happy Purim, chiquitita.

Wow! I'm so excited.

Show me.

Ready?

Wow! You're so beautiful!

Your turn.

Are you ready?

Oh, I'm so sorry, officer.

I dropped my bag. Thank you.

Very naughty.

Pfft.

May I?

You crazy?

It's Purim.

Hello, ladies.

Jump in.

Can I sit in the front, please?

Please, Matilda.
Come on, come on, come on. Huh?

Mm-hmm.

There we go.

Hello, Luna!

Watch it, old chap!

What? I'm just looking.

Of course.

So… What… What did you…?

Here you go.

Let me toast.

Please, excuse me, but nature calls.

Ladies and gentlemen,

if you could all settle down
for just a moment, please.

Allow me to invite the woman I love.

-Matilda, please.
-He's doing it!

-What's going on?
-The prince is calling for the princess!

Well, when His Majesty's Army

sent me to Palestine…

…I would never have imagined
I would find happiness here.

In Jerusalem of all places.

Until I met you, my love.

Matilda…

Will you do me the honor…

…of being my wife?