Where Do You Live? (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - Episode #2.3 - full transcript
I'm here with my parents,
as is the custom in Bukhara,
to ask for Molly's hand in marriage,
by the book.
What book?
Cheers.
-Cheers.
As the Uzbeks say, oldik!
Oh no, you made so much.
No, it's nothing for us.
How do you say
"Will you marry me?" in Bukharian?
Yes.
Where did you come from?
From there,
the world to come.
It's Grandma's chandelier,
she said she left one here.
-No way.
Come, come.
I have many memories from Bukhara,
but mostly the ancient Torah scroll that
is hidden in my late father's basement.
It's a Torah scroll.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
What's wrong?
He locked the door from outside.
Did you open it?
Of course.
I just didn't feel like telling you.
If we keep digging,
maybe we'll get out on the other side.
There's loads of food in here.
Kabanos?
Kabanos isn't kosher.
We're about to die
and all you care about
is whether or not it's kosher?
It's the best time to keep kosher.
Only He can help us.
Whiskey. Kosher?
Thief! Thief!
Obid, you okay?
-There he is!
Obid, my brother, it's me!
-Thief!
It's me. -Who are you?
-Bakhtior, your son Oibek's buddy.
Bakhtior? Oibek's buddy?
-Yes!
Oibek was a shitty kid!
He didn't have any friends!
Do you want to live?
I'm gonna smash your face so bad...
-No, no.
Your mama won't even recognize you!
-Obid! -Stand still!
No, Obid, I'm leaving!
I'm gone.
-Stand still!
I'm sick of everyone!
Dear brother. -Yes, brother.
-Hello.-Hello.
Is that kaymak?
-Yeah, brother.
I haven't had kaymak in 30 years.
-What?
Come here.
-Yes, dear brother.
How much does it cost?
-5.000 som
Each.
Here's 50.000.
Please, give me one.
50.000?
-Yes, here. -Wow.
You're asking so nicely,
how could I not give you one?
Here's some bread for you too.
Thank you.
Enjoy. -Thank you.
-Come back to visit again.
Wow, kaymak...
Cheers.
Cheers.
We really love this place.
The atmosphere, the decor and the food,
mainly the food.
It's nice not to cook at home
if you can eat at such nice restaurants.
We're idiots,
inviting everyone to our house.
I work like a horse.
Thanks, sweetie.
Thank you.
This is my favorite dish.
-Yes.
Tender.
I've never had such tender meat.
It's tofu.
-Toffee?
It's dessert?
What the hell?
It's tofu, not toffee.
It's a soy dish,
it's vegetarian. You won't even
notice that it's a meat substitute.
Why do we need
a meat substitute?
What are we, poor?
No, no.
Vegetarians.
What's vegetarians?
Vegetarians.
They eat leaves, not goats.
You said it was good.
I said tender, not good.
Tender isn't good,
it's tender.
I don't want to hurt your feelings,
but we're not cut out for this.
I understand there are
vegetarians in your family,
but in ours, thank God,
everyone's healthy. Really.
Yes.
-Thank God.
What we'll do is
put it all on one table.
There will be lots of good food.
Whoever's vegetarian-schmegetarian,
will eat tofu-schmofu and we...
I'm not upset.
We'll eat meat.
Just so you know,
this place is very, very trendy.
Trendy.
Yes, we Bukharians have trendy too.
Trendy for Bukharians
is providing food generously.
We have another
very important trend.
The bride's parents decide
about the place and the food.
Not exactly...
Keep quiet.
What is that?
It's for you.
You got me a present?
"Fifty Shades of Grey."
Nice, is it a book about graphics?
No.
But there are lots
of graphic descriptions.
It's a book about relationships.
Fantasies.
Like Harry Potter?
-No, not exactly. Read it.
Read it, then you'll understand.
-Okay.
You know what that means?
That our wedding day is approaching,
Good Deeds Day.
Tying with a rope?
Handcuffs?
Have you lost your mind?
Is this all
you have on your mind?
No, no, no, not at all...
Is this why you proposed?
-No.
I'm just excited it's almost here.
I thought you were excited too.
-No, I'm in shock.
Molly, please...
-I need to get back to work.
Please...
-Talk to me.
Hi.
Listen, the graphics you sent
for the wedding invitations?
Yeah.
Am I interrupting?
-No, not at all. -No, not at all.
Excuse me.
-He was just leaving.
So about the wedding invitations?
-Yeah.
I asked you to send them
in an open file.
I don't see
why they're in such a hurry.
Why put the cart
before the horse?
What's the rush?
Let's let the horse lead the cart.
What is he talking
about horses and carts?
We thought it would be best
if our children moved in together,
just a little while
before the wedding
so we can see
where the wind is blowing.
Wind? Horses?
Are we on a field trip?
We're talking about my daughter and she
doesn't go on trips before she's married.
No trips, no sleepovers.
Out of the question.
You think my daughter will live
in a rented apartment? No way!
Rented?
What are you talking about?
I have an apartment in central Tel Aviv,
they won't have to pay a dime.
Tel Aviv is good, apartment is good,
even though it's far from me,
but not before marriage,
get that into your heads.
Right, with respect.
Not like a whore.
Did I say whore?
Dovaleh said whore.
Me?
Are you...
Who said whore?
No one said whore..
We...
We have no desire
to disrespect her.
On the contrary.
It just seems irresponsible
to let a couple get married
without living together first.
Look, folks,
what you see is what you get.
We're not trying to deceive you.
We kept her at home. She's never
lived with anyone before your son.
She hardly ever goes out.
So what are you talking about?
She'll cook, iron, do laundry,
raise kids, God willing.
That's how we raised her and that's how
she'll behave. I give you my word.
What's there to check out first?
It's funny that I never thought
of being with a Bukharian woman.
I didn't realize how much I need
a woman who's like me.
What do you mean?
For instance, Esti knows that
she'll be the one who'll do the cooking,
but she doesn't see it
as an insult to her femininity.
So you're looking for a maid,
not a partner.
Sorry.
I'm an idiot.
It's okay.
Melika was right.
Our topic on today's show is longing.
After nearly 40 years
I sent my grandsons to Bukhara
to bring home an ancient Torah scroll
and I can't stop imagining
and thinking about Bukhara.
Mr. Ribi is on the phone.
Hello.
Can I speak to Heftzigul?
Heftzigul's speaking.
Hello there.
I watch your radio show a lot,
but what you talk about today
made me want to call in,
because I miss Samarkand
and my wife Mafrat,
may she rest in peace.
How many years,
may she rest in peace?
Mafrat, may she rest in peace,
died 20 years ago.
Just recently at her memorial
I saw a woman that I like.
Congratulations.
Many thank you.
But I had no luck with that either
because since that day
my wife has come to me in a dream
with her face all nervous
and a broom in her hand.
I'm afraid
she will throw broom at me.
Mr. Ribi, I understand you.
I've been a widow for 53 years.
I never found someone else
and I don't want to
because a woman
can take care of herself,
but a man can't.
That's why I think
God sent her to you.
Don't refuse her.
Many thank you.
You have such a way with words.
Mr. Ribi,
Now I will put on the song
"I Miss" by Avraham Tolmasov.
Listen and enjoy.
I miss the smart words
in the poetry books
I miss the simple, naive people
with their good words
Once in a while I think about
my home and neighbors
I miss the walls, the doors
and the big courtyard...
Hey, have you already
put on tefillin?
At my Bar Mitzvah.
Pops, is that you
or am I still drunk?
Come with me.
I can't, my brother is stuck in...
Come with me.
Pray with us at your grandpa's synagogue.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
At my grandpa's synagogue?
But how will my brother...
-Don't worry, it'll be okay.
Let's go.
We must hurry,
because I don't have time...
Wow.
That's my great-grandfather, Hai Ishan.
-Yes.
Since he died, no one
dared to touch that picture.
They loved him that much?
They feared him and respected him.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
He was one of our righteous men.
They say that whatever he asked for
from the Lord Almighty
came true.
And what a voice he had...
Divine!
Come in.
These are my pomegranates.
Every Saturday they sold them here
and whoever bought them
gave them to me
so I could put them
on the Torah scroll.
Oh my god.
It all remained exactly the same.
The curtain.
"For the elevation of the soul
of Mr. Hai Ishan, son of Heftziba."
That's my great-grandfather.
What's that?
This is my whole family.
This is my grandmother, Heftzigul.
Who is this,
beside my grandmother?
That's me.
Her father
let us live in their house
after we fled from Poland
during World War II.
I lived in the basement.
Your grandmother and I played
so much together as kids
in the underground tunnels
between the houses.
Underground tunnels
between the houses?
We used to run away to play there
because your great-grandfather didn't like
Heftzigul playing with an Ashkenazi like me.
They still won't let me.
Wait, did you say there are tunnels
between the houses? -Yes.
Underground?
-Yes.
What is that?
Dafi, what's that noise?
Something's moving.
I told you things were moving here.
What is that?
What is that?
Bekhor?
-Bekhor!
Am I interrupting?
-How did you get here, buddy?
The old man from the cemetery
told me about this tunnel.
Whatever you say,
we believe you.
Let's just get out of here
before that guy gets hungry
and eats us.
You found the Torah scroll?
You too?
Hai was kissing all night.
The book.
Wait, leave this for him.
Ladies first.
This is just like a Hamas tunnel.
Help me out.
Excuse me!
Now you'll see him.
He was just here.
That old friend of yours?
-Yes.
I swear, he was just here.
How else did I know
about the tunnel?
I don't know, Google Caves?
Google Caves?!
Bekhor, drink some water,
the Bukharian heat
is getting to you.
The Bukharian nas.
That's Grandpa.
Come on, let's get out of here before
he sees what we did to his basement.
Come on, hurry
I'll be right there.
Hear O Israel
the Lord is our God, the Lord is one.
Dovaleh, ask for the check,
I have to get to the clinic.
Are you a doctor?
Kind of.
I'm a sexologist.
A sexologist?
What do you do?
Does it matter what she does?
A doctor heals,
a builder builds,
and a sexo... does...
She's a jalab.
What's a jalab?
It's what you are.
Jalab
in Bukharian means sexologist.
I help people with their sex life.
Dear god.
Like yesterday,
you won't believe it,
a 55-year-old woman
came to the clinic
who'd only ever had
one orgasm her entire life.
Dear god.
Can you believe that, Melika honey?
One orgasm her entire life
and it wasn't even
from her husband.
Interesting.
Not interesting, not at all.
You know,
we don't talk about such things,
especially not with people
from the outside.
By us, there's no such thing as org--
and the likes.
We have...
what I may give him is
gozhgizha and oshpalov and...
What else?
-Dospara.
As much as he wants.
-Samsa.
That's what we talk about.
I believe that everything
should be discussed openly.
At home.
In the bedroom with the door closed.
No, no, no, no way.
We'll split it.
I'll split your head open.
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Hai-boy will rejoice
The Bukharians will rejoice
The Jews will rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
The Jews will rejoice
The Bukharians will rejoice
Hai-boy will rejoice with the Torah...
What are you filming here?
Nothing special,
what's the problem?
Give me the camera.
We need to check what you filmed.
Do you have a permit
to film a movie here?
A movie?
-A movie. -What movie?
We're not filming a movie.
They're getting married,
so we're just filming a clip.
Here, a clip.
This is the groom and this is the bride
and we'll show it at the wedding.
He's the groom?
-Yes.
And she's the bride?
-Yes.
We're from Bukhara
and she's Russian. -Yes.
She's from Russia?
-Yes.
Hello. -Say hello.
-Welcome to Bukhara.
And what's that?
Don't show him.
That's...
That's the dowry.
That's the dowry.
-The dowry?
A dowry is given in cash.
I'm taking all three of you
to the station.
What?
-We'll find out what's going on.
No, thank you.
-No, that's okay.
Thank you, we don't have time,
we have a plane to catch.
We must be on our way.
Thank you.
You didn't understand me.
-Please.
You're coming to the station with me.
-We don't have time.
We'll check out everything there.
Let's go.
Dafi.
Dafi.
Dear brother, please...
God damn it.
They just arrest people like this?
-Doesn't he have any cuffs?
What is this?
It's...
an ancient game.
Game?
Yes, you roll it
from here to there.
And what is written
on the paper?
Oh...
Those are the rules of the game.
If I lose my flight to India
again because of you,
I'll sue your ass.
It's no nice pretty girl like you do
be so rude.
Get up.
I need to check your body.
Hey, listen to me,
you horny piece of shit,
do you know what
sexual harassment is?
You have no right
to talk to me or touch me.
If you don't release me right now,
I'll get you fired.
She's the devil.
In Bukhara we say,"A woman
should speak once every six months"
and you've spoken enough
for the next 50 years.
What do you want from me?
You're holding me here
as if I were a terrorist.
You didn't even let me
call anyone.
That's a right that's given
all over the world.
Am I right?
-Yes, of course you're right.
Then why haven't you let me
call anyone?
Because you didn't ask.
Go ahead.
-Thank you.
Where's the plus sign here?
Tell Ziva from accounting
to send you a check,
you should've gotten it last week.
Yes, she was supposed
to send it to you.
I need you.
I'm in the middle here.
It's urgent.
Okay, we'll talk. Bye.
Yes, Esther, what can I do for you?
You're a notary public too, aren't you?
And I speak six languages.
English, German, Spanish...
Can you please notarize
my signature?
What is it?
Hai and his brother were arrested
for smuggling in Uzbekistan.
Drugs.
Of course not.
A Torah scroll.
Why would he smuggle
a Torah scroll?
He's Bukharian.
Are you going to help me or not?
Just sign it already.
I hope I don't get into trouble
with the Uzbek authorities.
What do I get out of it?
I'll let you call me Esther, Adir.
What do I have to do to get you
to go to lunch with me?
What's going on here?
How long will you keep us here?
We just bought a little souvenir
in the market.
Oh, so now it's a souvenir?
Not a souvenir, not a game.
You know what?
That's what you want it to be.
You're a liar.
The police chief
wants to speak to you.
Now you're done for.
I don't believe it.
You work for the police too?
How many jobs do you have?
Quiet!
That's no way to talk to us!
Do we know you?
Are you our friend?
Forgive me,
I thought you were someone else.
Leave us alone.
I'll manage with him.
So, how's Heftzigul?
Tell me how is she.
She's fine, thank God.
So it is you?
You know,
I owe my life to that family.
And your grandmother
is such a smart, beautiful woman.
With a good soul.
I loved her so much.
I couldn't forget her.
Heftzigul.
By the way, I gave her that name.
Heftzigul.
Her original name was...
Heftziba.
She was very beautiful, delicate,
so much that I called her Heftzigul.
Heftzi-flower,
Heftzi-flower.
Yes.
And that's her name to this day.
You know,
when the war was over
I had to leave her home
and go away,
times were very tough.
And your grandmother
gave me this.
To sell.
So I could buy food.
But I didn't listen
to your grandmother
and I kept...
this heart,
her heart,
for the rest of my life.
Now I want you
to give it back to her,
to your grandmother,
to my Heftzigul.
That's it.
We're done talking.
You may go.
We don't know each other.
It's okay.
No one believes me anyway.
Dismissed. Go.
That's it, go.
And don't piss us off again.
It's all thanks to that old man,
I told you he was real.
What old man?
It's all thanks to Esti's letter.
What letter?
It was the old man.
He helped me at the cemetery,
then he helped me find the tunnel,
and look what he gave me
to give to Grandma.
Look. -You idiot,
where did you get that from?
Now you're stealing jewelry?
What's your problem?
-It's not stolen!
He's the police chief.
He came into the room
and asked me to give this to Grandma.
I'm telling you.
How do you think we got out of there?
-How? Esti.
She used her connections
through the embassies
and her office,
that's why we got out.
No, it was the old man.
Whatever.
Where's Dafi?
Hold this.
Who's the greatest?
My darling, I love you, thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Hi, Esti.
When are you coming home?
Freedom!
Who is that?
What? Who?
What's going on?
Is Dafi there with you?
It's Dafi, yes,
but she's not with us.
Is Dafi there with you?
Yes.
We were on the same flight...
...so she got stuck with us
for three days.
Esti?
Hello?
Esti?
Shit!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Dafi, thanks for everything.
We couldn't have done it
without you.
Have fun in India.
Thanks.
You didn't tell her
I got stuck here with you?
Want me
to miss my flight again?
Yes.
No, no. No.
I'm sorry.
You got me all confused.
So are you coming with me to India?
Have fun, babe.
Karen, get the Ramat Aviv file
ready for me, okay?
I'll take care of it on Monday.
So, did things work out
for your boyfriend, Esther? -Yes.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Say,
what day is it today?
It's Thursday.
And what do we do on Thursday?
It's Thursday, it's Thursday...
as is the custom in Bukhara,
to ask for Molly's hand in marriage,
by the book.
What book?
Cheers.
-Cheers.
As the Uzbeks say, oldik!
Oh no, you made so much.
No, it's nothing for us.
How do you say
"Will you marry me?" in Bukharian?
Yes.
Where did you come from?
From there,
the world to come.
It's Grandma's chandelier,
she said she left one here.
-No way.
Come, come.
I have many memories from Bukhara,
but mostly the ancient Torah scroll that
is hidden in my late father's basement.
It's a Torah scroll.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
What's wrong?
He locked the door from outside.
Did you open it?
Of course.
I just didn't feel like telling you.
If we keep digging,
maybe we'll get out on the other side.
There's loads of food in here.
Kabanos?
Kabanos isn't kosher.
We're about to die
and all you care about
is whether or not it's kosher?
It's the best time to keep kosher.
Only He can help us.
Whiskey. Kosher?
Thief! Thief!
Obid, you okay?
-There he is!
Obid, my brother, it's me!
-Thief!
It's me. -Who are you?
-Bakhtior, your son Oibek's buddy.
Bakhtior? Oibek's buddy?
-Yes!
Oibek was a shitty kid!
He didn't have any friends!
Do you want to live?
I'm gonna smash your face so bad...
-No, no.
Your mama won't even recognize you!
-Obid! -Stand still!
No, Obid, I'm leaving!
I'm gone.
-Stand still!
I'm sick of everyone!
Dear brother. -Yes, brother.
-Hello.-Hello.
Is that kaymak?
-Yeah, brother.
I haven't had kaymak in 30 years.
-What?
Come here.
-Yes, dear brother.
How much does it cost?
-5.000 som
Each.
Here's 50.000.
Please, give me one.
50.000?
-Yes, here. -Wow.
You're asking so nicely,
how could I not give you one?
Here's some bread for you too.
Thank you.
Enjoy. -Thank you.
-Come back to visit again.
Wow, kaymak...
Cheers.
Cheers.
We really love this place.
The atmosphere, the decor and the food,
mainly the food.
It's nice not to cook at home
if you can eat at such nice restaurants.
We're idiots,
inviting everyone to our house.
I work like a horse.
Thanks, sweetie.
Thank you.
This is my favorite dish.
-Yes.
Tender.
I've never had such tender meat.
It's tofu.
-Toffee?
It's dessert?
What the hell?
It's tofu, not toffee.
It's a soy dish,
it's vegetarian. You won't even
notice that it's a meat substitute.
Why do we need
a meat substitute?
What are we, poor?
No, no.
Vegetarians.
What's vegetarians?
Vegetarians.
They eat leaves, not goats.
You said it was good.
I said tender, not good.
Tender isn't good,
it's tender.
I don't want to hurt your feelings,
but we're not cut out for this.
I understand there are
vegetarians in your family,
but in ours, thank God,
everyone's healthy. Really.
Yes.
-Thank God.
What we'll do is
put it all on one table.
There will be lots of good food.
Whoever's vegetarian-schmegetarian,
will eat tofu-schmofu and we...
I'm not upset.
We'll eat meat.
Just so you know,
this place is very, very trendy.
Trendy.
Yes, we Bukharians have trendy too.
Trendy for Bukharians
is providing food generously.
We have another
very important trend.
The bride's parents decide
about the place and the food.
Not exactly...
Keep quiet.
What is that?
It's for you.
You got me a present?
"Fifty Shades of Grey."
Nice, is it a book about graphics?
No.
But there are lots
of graphic descriptions.
It's a book about relationships.
Fantasies.
Like Harry Potter?
-No, not exactly. Read it.
Read it, then you'll understand.
-Okay.
You know what that means?
That our wedding day is approaching,
Good Deeds Day.
Tying with a rope?
Handcuffs?
Have you lost your mind?
Is this all
you have on your mind?
No, no, no, not at all...
Is this why you proposed?
-No.
I'm just excited it's almost here.
I thought you were excited too.
-No, I'm in shock.
Molly, please...
-I need to get back to work.
Please...
-Talk to me.
Hi.
Listen, the graphics you sent
for the wedding invitations?
Yeah.
Am I interrupting?
-No, not at all. -No, not at all.
Excuse me.
-He was just leaving.
So about the wedding invitations?
-Yeah.
I asked you to send them
in an open file.
I don't see
why they're in such a hurry.
Why put the cart
before the horse?
What's the rush?
Let's let the horse lead the cart.
What is he talking
about horses and carts?
We thought it would be best
if our children moved in together,
just a little while
before the wedding
so we can see
where the wind is blowing.
Wind? Horses?
Are we on a field trip?
We're talking about my daughter and she
doesn't go on trips before she's married.
No trips, no sleepovers.
Out of the question.
You think my daughter will live
in a rented apartment? No way!
Rented?
What are you talking about?
I have an apartment in central Tel Aviv,
they won't have to pay a dime.
Tel Aviv is good, apartment is good,
even though it's far from me,
but not before marriage,
get that into your heads.
Right, with respect.
Not like a whore.
Did I say whore?
Dovaleh said whore.
Me?
Are you...
Who said whore?
No one said whore..
We...
We have no desire
to disrespect her.
On the contrary.
It just seems irresponsible
to let a couple get married
without living together first.
Look, folks,
what you see is what you get.
We're not trying to deceive you.
We kept her at home. She's never
lived with anyone before your son.
She hardly ever goes out.
So what are you talking about?
She'll cook, iron, do laundry,
raise kids, God willing.
That's how we raised her and that's how
she'll behave. I give you my word.
What's there to check out first?
It's funny that I never thought
of being with a Bukharian woman.
I didn't realize how much I need
a woman who's like me.
What do you mean?
For instance, Esti knows that
she'll be the one who'll do the cooking,
but she doesn't see it
as an insult to her femininity.
So you're looking for a maid,
not a partner.
Sorry.
I'm an idiot.
It's okay.
Melika was right.
Our topic on today's show is longing.
After nearly 40 years
I sent my grandsons to Bukhara
to bring home an ancient Torah scroll
and I can't stop imagining
and thinking about Bukhara.
Mr. Ribi is on the phone.
Hello.
Can I speak to Heftzigul?
Heftzigul's speaking.
Hello there.
I watch your radio show a lot,
but what you talk about today
made me want to call in,
because I miss Samarkand
and my wife Mafrat,
may she rest in peace.
How many years,
may she rest in peace?
Mafrat, may she rest in peace,
died 20 years ago.
Just recently at her memorial
I saw a woman that I like.
Congratulations.
Many thank you.
But I had no luck with that either
because since that day
my wife has come to me in a dream
with her face all nervous
and a broom in her hand.
I'm afraid
she will throw broom at me.
Mr. Ribi, I understand you.
I've been a widow for 53 years.
I never found someone else
and I don't want to
because a woman
can take care of herself,
but a man can't.
That's why I think
God sent her to you.
Don't refuse her.
Many thank you.
You have such a way with words.
Mr. Ribi,
Now I will put on the song
"I Miss" by Avraham Tolmasov.
Listen and enjoy.
I miss the smart words
in the poetry books
I miss the simple, naive people
with their good words
Once in a while I think about
my home and neighbors
I miss the walls, the doors
and the big courtyard...
Hey, have you already
put on tefillin?
At my Bar Mitzvah.
Pops, is that you
or am I still drunk?
Come with me.
I can't, my brother is stuck in...
Come with me.
Pray with us at your grandpa's synagogue.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
At my grandpa's synagogue?
But how will my brother...
-Don't worry, it'll be okay.
Let's go.
We must hurry,
because I don't have time...
Wow.
That's my great-grandfather, Hai Ishan.
-Yes.
Since he died, no one
dared to touch that picture.
They loved him that much?
They feared him and respected him.
Rabbi Hai Ishan HaCohen.
He was one of our righteous men.
They say that whatever he asked for
from the Lord Almighty
came true.
And what a voice he had...
Divine!
Come in.
These are my pomegranates.
Every Saturday they sold them here
and whoever bought them
gave them to me
so I could put them
on the Torah scroll.
Oh my god.
It all remained exactly the same.
The curtain.
"For the elevation of the soul
of Mr. Hai Ishan, son of Heftziba."
That's my great-grandfather.
What's that?
This is my whole family.
This is my grandmother, Heftzigul.
Who is this,
beside my grandmother?
That's me.
Her father
let us live in their house
after we fled from Poland
during World War II.
I lived in the basement.
Your grandmother and I played
so much together as kids
in the underground tunnels
between the houses.
Underground tunnels
between the houses?
We used to run away to play there
because your great-grandfather didn't like
Heftzigul playing with an Ashkenazi like me.
They still won't let me.
Wait, did you say there are tunnels
between the houses? -Yes.
Underground?
-Yes.
What is that?
Dafi, what's that noise?
Something's moving.
I told you things were moving here.
What is that?
What is that?
Bekhor?
-Bekhor!
Am I interrupting?
-How did you get here, buddy?
The old man from the cemetery
told me about this tunnel.
Whatever you say,
we believe you.
Let's just get out of here
before that guy gets hungry
and eats us.
You found the Torah scroll?
You too?
Hai was kissing all night.
The book.
Wait, leave this for him.
Ladies first.
This is just like a Hamas tunnel.
Help me out.
Excuse me!
Now you'll see him.
He was just here.
That old friend of yours?
-Yes.
I swear, he was just here.
How else did I know
about the tunnel?
I don't know, Google Caves?
Google Caves?!
Bekhor, drink some water,
the Bukharian heat
is getting to you.
The Bukharian nas.
That's Grandpa.
Come on, let's get out of here before
he sees what we did to his basement.
Come on, hurry
I'll be right there.
Hear O Israel
the Lord is our God, the Lord is one.
Dovaleh, ask for the check,
I have to get to the clinic.
Are you a doctor?
Kind of.
I'm a sexologist.
A sexologist?
What do you do?
Does it matter what she does?
A doctor heals,
a builder builds,
and a sexo... does...
She's a jalab.
What's a jalab?
It's what you are.
Jalab
in Bukharian means sexologist.
I help people with their sex life.
Dear god.
Like yesterday,
you won't believe it,
a 55-year-old woman
came to the clinic
who'd only ever had
one orgasm her entire life.
Dear god.
Can you believe that, Melika honey?
One orgasm her entire life
and it wasn't even
from her husband.
Interesting.
Not interesting, not at all.
You know,
we don't talk about such things,
especially not with people
from the outside.
By us, there's no such thing as org--
and the likes.
We have...
what I may give him is
gozhgizha and oshpalov and...
What else?
-Dospara.
As much as he wants.
-Samsa.
That's what we talk about.
I believe that everything
should be discussed openly.
At home.
In the bedroom with the door closed.
No, no, no, no way.
We'll split it.
I'll split your head open.
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Hai-boy will rejoice
The Bukharians will rejoice
The Jews will rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
Let us rejoice with the Torah
The Jews will rejoice
The Bukharians will rejoice
Hai-boy will rejoice with the Torah...
What are you filming here?
Nothing special,
what's the problem?
Give me the camera.
We need to check what you filmed.
Do you have a permit
to film a movie here?
A movie?
-A movie. -What movie?
We're not filming a movie.
They're getting married,
so we're just filming a clip.
Here, a clip.
This is the groom and this is the bride
and we'll show it at the wedding.
He's the groom?
-Yes.
And she's the bride?
-Yes.
We're from Bukhara
and she's Russian. -Yes.
She's from Russia?
-Yes.
Hello. -Say hello.
-Welcome to Bukhara.
And what's that?
Don't show him.
That's...
That's the dowry.
That's the dowry.
-The dowry?
A dowry is given in cash.
I'm taking all three of you
to the station.
What?
-We'll find out what's going on.
No, thank you.
-No, that's okay.
Thank you, we don't have time,
we have a plane to catch.
We must be on our way.
Thank you.
You didn't understand me.
-Please.
You're coming to the station with me.
-We don't have time.
We'll check out everything there.
Let's go.
Dafi.
Dafi.
Dear brother, please...
God damn it.
They just arrest people like this?
-Doesn't he have any cuffs?
What is this?
It's...
an ancient game.
Game?
Yes, you roll it
from here to there.
And what is written
on the paper?
Oh...
Those are the rules of the game.
If I lose my flight to India
again because of you,
I'll sue your ass.
It's no nice pretty girl like you do
be so rude.
Get up.
I need to check your body.
Hey, listen to me,
you horny piece of shit,
do you know what
sexual harassment is?
You have no right
to talk to me or touch me.
If you don't release me right now,
I'll get you fired.
She's the devil.
In Bukhara we say,"A woman
should speak once every six months"
and you've spoken enough
for the next 50 years.
What do you want from me?
You're holding me here
as if I were a terrorist.
You didn't even let me
call anyone.
That's a right that's given
all over the world.
Am I right?
-Yes, of course you're right.
Then why haven't you let me
call anyone?
Because you didn't ask.
Go ahead.
-Thank you.
Where's the plus sign here?
Tell Ziva from accounting
to send you a check,
you should've gotten it last week.
Yes, she was supposed
to send it to you.
I need you.
I'm in the middle here.
It's urgent.
Okay, we'll talk. Bye.
Yes, Esther, what can I do for you?
You're a notary public too, aren't you?
And I speak six languages.
English, German, Spanish...
Can you please notarize
my signature?
What is it?
Hai and his brother were arrested
for smuggling in Uzbekistan.
Drugs.
Of course not.
A Torah scroll.
Why would he smuggle
a Torah scroll?
He's Bukharian.
Are you going to help me or not?
Just sign it already.
I hope I don't get into trouble
with the Uzbek authorities.
What do I get out of it?
I'll let you call me Esther, Adir.
What do I have to do to get you
to go to lunch with me?
What's going on here?
How long will you keep us here?
We just bought a little souvenir
in the market.
Oh, so now it's a souvenir?
Not a souvenir, not a game.
You know what?
That's what you want it to be.
You're a liar.
The police chief
wants to speak to you.
Now you're done for.
I don't believe it.
You work for the police too?
How many jobs do you have?
Quiet!
That's no way to talk to us!
Do we know you?
Are you our friend?
Forgive me,
I thought you were someone else.
Leave us alone.
I'll manage with him.
So, how's Heftzigul?
Tell me how is she.
She's fine, thank God.
So it is you?
You know,
I owe my life to that family.
And your grandmother
is such a smart, beautiful woman.
With a good soul.
I loved her so much.
I couldn't forget her.
Heftzigul.
By the way, I gave her that name.
Heftzigul.
Her original name was...
Heftziba.
She was very beautiful, delicate,
so much that I called her Heftzigul.
Heftzi-flower,
Heftzi-flower.
Yes.
And that's her name to this day.
You know,
when the war was over
I had to leave her home
and go away,
times were very tough.
And your grandmother
gave me this.
To sell.
So I could buy food.
But I didn't listen
to your grandmother
and I kept...
this heart,
her heart,
for the rest of my life.
Now I want you
to give it back to her,
to your grandmother,
to my Heftzigul.
That's it.
We're done talking.
You may go.
We don't know each other.
It's okay.
No one believes me anyway.
Dismissed. Go.
That's it, go.
And don't piss us off again.
It's all thanks to that old man,
I told you he was real.
What old man?
It's all thanks to Esti's letter.
What letter?
It was the old man.
He helped me at the cemetery,
then he helped me find the tunnel,
and look what he gave me
to give to Grandma.
Look. -You idiot,
where did you get that from?
Now you're stealing jewelry?
What's your problem?
-It's not stolen!
He's the police chief.
He came into the room
and asked me to give this to Grandma.
I'm telling you.
How do you think we got out of there?
-How? Esti.
She used her connections
through the embassies
and her office,
that's why we got out.
No, it was the old man.
Whatever.
Where's Dafi?
Hold this.
Who's the greatest?
My darling, I love you, thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Hi, Esti.
When are you coming home?
Freedom!
Who is that?
What? Who?
What's going on?
Is Dafi there with you?
It's Dafi, yes,
but she's not with us.
Is Dafi there with you?
Yes.
We were on the same flight...
...so she got stuck with us
for three days.
Esti?
Hello?
Esti?
Shit!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Dafi, thanks for everything.
We couldn't have done it
without you.
Have fun in India.
Thanks.
You didn't tell her
I got stuck here with you?
Want me
to miss my flight again?
Yes.
No, no. No.
I'm sorry.
You got me all confused.
So are you coming with me to India?
Have fun, babe.
Karen, get the Ramat Aviv file
ready for me, okay?
I'll take care of it on Monday.
So, did things work out
for your boyfriend, Esther? -Yes.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Say,
what day is it today?
It's Thursday.
And what do we do on Thursday?
It's Thursday, it's Thursday...