All language subtitles for Love Hurts s03e06 The Morning After

Where are we how

much further?

Mr. Nazim?

Nazim.

Speak English, dear?

Tolerably well, I'm told, though I don't
have an amusing regional accent such as

yours.

You have an extraordinary collection of
wines, Mr. Carver. Yes, I do. And my

client will be more than happy to
acquire it, now that we have

wines and especially the brandies.

I'm told they are particularly fine, so
long as we can agree a price, of course.

Your client.

No, it's just that I spoke to contacts
in London, they spoke to people in New

York and Bar, and I get this phone call
from Paris arranging this meeting with

me and you.

Hell of a way to get from Tel Aviv to
here.

I'm sure, Mr Carver, that in your
business dealings, you have from time to

found the need to be discreet.

Which means you can't tell me where the
wine's going.

It is important to know.

It's not every day you sell eight
million pounds of the wine, is it?

Your client, he's got a nice wine cellar
already, has he?

Pallation.

Fit for a king, you might say.

You might.

Three and a half.

Excuse me?

Three and a half what?

You are not selling eight million pounds
worth. You are selling 3 .5.

You can tell me what direction he's
going in, surely.

To a house on the West Bank.

To Jordan, then.

6 .5.

Well, your client's not exactly sure of
a penny or two, is he?

Perhaps not, but he's a prudent man,
nonetheless.

Four million.

My last word.

How will the money be paid? Not when
we're accepting four million, you

understand. Half into your bank tomorrow
morning, if we agree a price.

Half when the wine has been collected.

By you?

Oh, yes.

The rest is our problem.

You may trust us.

Six.

Don't bother to argue.

Trust has to go both ways, doesn't it?

What would happen if I kept the money,
didn't deliver the wine?

Four and a half.

If that happens, naturally you may trust
us to kill you.

Five and three quarters.

That's underpriced, you know it.

Five and a quarter million, and I'm
getting impatient.

What happens, Mr. Carver, if I take the
wine, but don't transfer the balance of

the money?

Naturally, I'd be annoyed.

Five and a quarter.

Hey, Max!

Max!

Morning, Ellie. Morning.

This is my neighbour, Max Taplow. This
is Yossi, my nephew.

Hi. This is Yossi's friend. Hello.

Hello. Max stays in at night.

You should take him out, show him the
city.

Like the hot spots, Max?

Usually, yeah.

Yes, why not, Max? They're in Tel Aviv
you haven't seen yet.

Make some fun.

Good, yeah.

Sure. Come along.

Tonight, maybe.

Yeah. Go on, then.

Mr. Culver, I will need to know where
the wine is stored.

No, you won't.

You just have your trucks waiting at the
crossroads at Latrone.

I'll have a friend of mine there to
direct you. Max Tapler, OK?

Discreet.

Completely trustworthy.

I'll phone you and confirm.

Listen, your client, he does know this
wine's coming from Israel, doesn't he?

knows. And most of it's got Rothschilds
all over the labels. I mean, I'm just

thinking about official functions,
things like that, you know.

It will be good to acquire a little bit
of Israel.

Historically, the gains have been in the
opposite direction.

And here comes Max to say hello.

Max who?

Who's Max?

This is.

Sorry. Very nice.

Her toys are named after the people who
gave them to her. We have a giraffe

named Malcolm, and a parrot named
Laverne, and a bear called Grandpa Bear,

the pig came from you.

Should have given her an action man.

If you need me, I'm meeting Mirav at the
kibbutz.

She has some Ethiopian teenagers there
trying to place the size.

The number's on the board. I know.

Her bottles are still in the steriliser.
I know.

And don't take her out without loads of
factor 18.

I know.

There you go. Here you go.

I don't think I'll be late.

God alone knows where Frank is.

Oh, damn. Look, Max, forget it, forget
it.

I'll take her with me.

To Dickie Woods?

Yes.

No, you're right. I can't. You tell me.

You think it's wrong, don't you?

My mum had to work.

She'd have given anything to be able to
chuck it. You know, spend more time with

me. Women are allowed careers these
days.

As well as being mothers, it's possible
to do both.

Sure.

You're having a bit of bother with it,
though, aren't you?

You didn't have to drive out, you know.
We could have met in Tel Aviv. I like to

find excuses to come here.

I wish I'd thought of a kibbutz when I
was 18.

You think you'd like the life?

The life, the ideals that underpin it.

Too late.

Too late for lots of things.

How are they adapting?

Oh, the kids are okay. They can adapt.
But the older generation find it so

difficult to accept any kind of change.

Which is why there's domestic conflict.

Battered wives.

Which is why you need another refuge.

And I'm afraid another source of
finance.

Bumblatt didn't go for it.

Well, that's how it affects you anyway.

What do you mean?

I got fired.

What?

Being in Israel, I suppose, when I
should have been at my desk.

Frank's fault, to some extent.

Marshall and I always had a pretty
colorful relationship from the outset.

Problem men collect them, do you?

You make it sound like a hobby.

Tessa, hobbies are supposed to be fun.

So, what are you going to do?

Go back to England?

I'll look for another job, I suppose.

But now I've no real reason for going
back.

I'd quite like to stay for a bit, help
out.

I don't see the refuge as a lost cause.

Finding a house would be more than half
the battle.

Are you thinking about that place on the
vineyard?

Have you spoken to Frank yet?

No, I don't see a problem, though.

What would he want with a derelict
villa?

You won't have any difficulty with
output, Frank.

You're buying more fields and some more
vines and some more wine.

Together with our capacity, no problem.

Total output, David. Realistic.

Sam would know.

Sam's not here.

Yes. One of his days to be on the
kibbutz.

Bloody silly idea if you ask me.

How can you let your winemaker of old
people take time off work for somebody

else? You think it makes a difference?

No. He still does more than I pay him
for.

Well, it's no problem. You're the
manager.

Yes, Frank.

Listen.

I must talk to you about this.

Being manager of the vineyard is a nice
idea.

But there are other nice ideas.

Like what?

With what you paid me, I could afford to
retire.

Florida. Pound Springs, maybe.

Hey, come on, David. You can't do that.

You might go back to England, or you're
in sole charge.

David, you're the only man for the job.
No one else can handle it.

Yes, but I could use a little fun in my
life while I'm young enough to enjoy it.

Wine is the hard work.

Two mornings' work a week is your
contribution to Kibbutz life?

Accent work.

Today it's kitchen work. The food's
cooking, and then later I'll help clear.

In the meantime, a little nap.

On a car?

No, on your car.

It's a means of waylaying you.

You'll, uh... You'll be going back soon,
right?

Back to England?

Yes, I suppose so.

Well, it's been an eventful trip.

One way or another, it's been dynamite.

I'll miss you.

Me too.

If things had been different.

They look handy.

Couple of local lads.

They seem very slightly dodgy to me.

They're just lads.

You got my note?

Here I am.

To remind you, it's my afternoon op.

Is it?

Well, it must be.

On account of the fact that I actually
haven't had an afternoon off since we

arrived.

OK. Fair enough.

Suits me, hasn't it?

I've got a little job for you tomorrow
night.

Foreman. Oh, yeah?

Overtime, is it?

Night work?

Dream on.

Where's Tessa?

Should have been back by now. Take over
with Alice.

She didn't say.

Something's bothering you, isn't it?

Bloody nuisance.

I'm having problems with David Benari.

He's rethinking now whether he wants to
be the manager.

What about Sam Levison?

Nah. No business, Frank.

No ambition.

What do you mean, Foreman?

Eh? Oh, right.

We're shifting the wine tomorrow night.
I want you to meet the team's lads on

the road. Show them where everything is,
all right?

Don't worry, it'll be a double.

I've heard that before.

I've heard that from you before.

Look, you're making millions. What do
you want to be bothered with a vineyard

for? Give it back to him. What should
you care?

Why should I turn my back on a good
business that's making profit just

I'm worth a few million?

A few?

Max, how do you think rich people get
richer, eh?

Oh, yeah, I made a few bob.

I'm going to pack it in and give away
all my assets.

Now, is that Tiny Roland speaking?

Is that Jimmy Goldsmith speaking? No,
it's Max Taplin.

Maybe Ben Ari thinks the same way.

Wants a little bit extra.

He gets a wind -up.

Well, that's what you'd do if you were
after something.

Yeah, but after what? I mean... He knows
he can't squeeze any more money out of

me. The deal's done.

Maybe he's not satisfied with being the
manager.

Well, what's he want? A partnership?

Yeah, well, of course.

That would tie him into the vineyard.

I wouldn't have to give him any money up
front, either, would I?

Well, I mean, a profit share, wouldn't
it?

Well done, Max.

Maybe you should make me a partner, too.

I've earned it.

Max, I wouldn't make you my partner, I
wish. Now, look after the baby.

Oi!

It's my afternoon off.

It's your fault, Max. You shouldn't have
got me thinking, should you? Now, be at

home tonight. I might need to talk to
you. Got it?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

The valley of Ayalon.

The moon stood still and the sun stood
still on Givon.

Until the children of Israel had avenged
themselves on their enemies.

Either that or the Moabites were smitten
both hip and thigh.

The whole country is a kind of religious
theme park.

What's wrong?

Nothing at all.

I'm absolutely fine.

No job, no prospects.

Marriage looking rocky.

Is it?

Well, there's been a lot of smiting both
hip and thigh.

Metaphorically speaking.

It's always been a bit that way.

It shows.

It's probably my fault.

I love him, but sometimes I hate what he
does.

Or else I hate his reason for doing it.

Do you?

Which?

Love him.

Sometimes.

Mostly. Frank's a pretty straightforward
person in lots of ways.

Complicated in others.

Lately, he's become rather difficult to
live with.

I'm not sure we want the same things in
life.

I'm not sure we ever did.

What does Frank want?

To win.

You offered him the partnership, it
solved the problem. He's going to stay.

And the bubble is for me to say thank
you.

No, it's not.

And I'm back now to take over with
Alice, so the rest of the day's your

terrific.

It's going on six o 'clock.

I've been through five feeds, eight
nappies, four major vomits, one straight

down my back, and I've walked about ten
miles. It's nice to know I'm free to

enjoy myself.

Oh, this afternoon was overtime, by the
way.

Any chance of a sub?

Why, you been out in the town, have you?
Have I, bollocks? Not everyone carries

a plastic concertina. You know, some of
us have to use cash.

If I don't see you during the day
tomorrow, I'll pick you up at your place

.15, all right?

What about David Ben -Ari?

You think he won't recognise a sodding
great truck rolling across his property?

That had occurred to me, Rex.

Don't worry, then.

Believe me, David won't see anything.

Here.

Have a nice time.

All right.

Let's go, Max.

We must be going to the bright lights.
Your mate's wearing sunglasses.

That is.

Max, we'll make sure you have a good
time.

Let's go.

Bloody weird place for a good time.
Don't worry, Max.

Come on.

We'll have a good time.

So, do you like to play poker, Max?

Alison had the full treatment.

Bottled bath done.

She's asleep.

You're awake at last.

So, if you care to follow me, your table
awaits.

Is that caviar?

Beluga, best Russian.

Will the Chinese take away?

Oh, China and Russia do share a border.

Prawns, spare ribs?

All kosher.

Well, that's what the menu said.

Is this a peace offering, or are you
about to tell me some bad news?

Which do you think?

Peace offering.

Look, I hate fighting with you, and I
hate to see you unhappy.

And I know I've been too busy, and I
know you've had a terrible time at Bound

Black. Prick.

But, well, we're out of the woods now,
and I promise we'll spend a lot more

together.

Until the next deal.

No.

Life is going to be different now.

That vineyard is going to be a lot more
profitable than you might think.

All right, let's just say for the hell
of it that you'll never have to work

again. You could be close to anything.

It doesn't change anything fundamental
about how we are, how we see the world.

There's nothing special about how I see
the world, Tess.

I see you, me, Alice.

Enough money to be safe, enough money to
have the best with a little bit left

over for any century.

And to hold everyone up. No, that's not
it.

But there's a world that I grew up in
and a world that you grew up in and

they're not the same place.

The world that I grew up in is
manufactured seconds and standing room

Well, I don't want to live there again.

I don't want Alice to live there.

Or you.

I don't want anybody to live there. But
I can only do it for us. Our family. All

right?

Okay.

Yeah, man.

One more time.

What do you think, Max? You got the
other A's?

Maybe bluffing?

300.

And 300 more.

Someone's got risky.

Or someone knows from poker.

Think you got them, Max?

No more for me.

300 to see How

about three And four

more 700

You

didn't think I had the other race

Well, Max, I didn't give shit this way
or that.

Now, I've been cleverer than you think,
Tess.

And luckier. What are you tired for? You
slept for three hours.

You're always cleverer than I think.

You give birth, then I'll listen to you
on the subject of tiredness.

Come on in.

Let's go to bed early.

There's something I want to ask you
first.

What?

An old house on the property.

Yeah. Can I have it?

Have it?

Not for me, to give away.

Give away?

Who to?

To Merav, battered wife's refuge.

We're not going to live there?

No, they'd use it as a country club.

You don't need it, they do.

I've let them down on the funding all
Baumblat has.

It'll mean I leave Israel feeling I've
done something.

Yes, well, the thing is, Tess, I haven't
thought what I'm going to do with that

land yet.

I haven't spoken to David.

What's there to think about?

Look, I can't give you a snap yes or no
answer now.

It'll wait till tomorrow, won't it?

Hello?

Oh, yeah.

Right.

Can you hold? I'll just transfer you.

Bit of business.

I'll take you to the bedroom.

Natim.

Yeah.

Eight o 'clock tomorrow.

Fine.

Yeah, I've taken care of that.

Sorry, Max.

We can't be happy with the checks.

We must have dollars.

You understand?

Yeah, sure.

So I don't carry that sort of money
around with me. Especially not in

So, we must keep you tonight with us,
Max.

We'll go with you to the bank tomorrow.

Listen, I'm good for the money.

Maybe, maybe not.

You'll stay with us tonight, Max.

We'll find you a nice girl.

No, thanks.

I don't want one. Okay, nice boy.

Funny.

Listen, I'll give you a guarantor.

Frank Carver.

Here in Tel Aviv.

This is his address and phone number.

He'll vouch for me any time.

Okay.

I'll keep this for Becca.

Two nice girls.

Wow.

Makes you a greedy.

How about a drink?

All right.

Where's your name on these?

Well, it used to be, but I'm only the
junior partner now.

How about Carver -Benari partnership?

You sure?

Your name means something in the wine
world. Mine doesn't.

Thank you.

Tell you what.

Why don't you come round for dinner
tonight, celebrate our new partnership?

That is very kind, but I have so much
paperwork to take care of.

Oh, come on.

Tessa's so looking forward to it.

Well, uh... Eight o 'clock. I can't
guarantee the food, but the one would be

great.

Okay.

This is called a picnic.

In England, where we sometimes live,
it's a way of making the rain come.

She doesn't want to go home, you know.

You've asked her? Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, she thinks you should both stay in
Israel.

This was a nice idea.

Thanks.

So...

What do you think of Alice's suggestion?

She forgets her mother has to work.

What, with Frank Carver for a daddy?
Surely not.

Married, yes.

Dependent, no.

I'm glad you didn't have to go to the
vineyard. Or the kibbutz.

Well, it's time off.

Everybody deserves some time off.

Yes, you're right.

Frank Carver?

Yes? Come with us, please.

Hang on a minute. Where's Max Tappler?

I'm in a hurry. Come on.

Next rub, you'll get hurt.

You're Max?

That's right, yeah.

Please get in.

Ah, Mr. Carver.

Frank, right?

What's all this about?

You know Mike Teplow?

Perhaps. Why?

He owes us money, but we're not able to
find him.

Now, this is very upsetting for us.

Anyway, he gave us your name for
guarantee, so... It is to you we must

Please, don't make us angry.

Turn to me for what?

Four thousand shekels.

A grand?

One grand would be sterling. We like
dollars.

Cards, eh?

Poker. He's a big bluffer.

He's a big pellock.

Don't worry about it.

He's good for the money.

I've got to go. I've got an important
business with him. No way.

You save me the insurance.

Tough luck.

I must have the inventory signed.

Without that, no deal.

He must repay the money we have already
given him.

No, look, he'll be here any minute.

Yes.

Or I go.

Soon.

All this fuck over a thousand pounds.

Why don't we toss for it?

What?

Double or quit.

I haven't got time to play games.

Don't you like gambling?

Come on.

You call.

Ed.

Double then, Frank.

This is going to be a mix and match, all
right?

Some dollars, some sterling. I'm not too
sure of the exchange rate.

Probably in my favor, but don't complain
about it, okay?

It is good the way you carry your baby.

The old -fashioned way.

Peasant way.

She seems very happy.

She's fed, she's dry, and she's tired.
She just wants my company.

And I want hers.

Some wine?

Thanks.

Sure, Frank will be home soon.

It's okay. We'll have a drink.

For a little while, I don't have to talk
business.

Frankie's rather one -track at the
moment.

Viti could be on time, since he was the
one who issued the invitation.

Eight o 'clock.

It was most insistent I wasn't late to
celebrate our partnership.

I'll drink to that.

One of Frank's better decisions.

Well, he knew I would not stay as merely
manager.

Yes. Frank said you're a bit of a sharp
customer.

He should know.

I'm so sorry, Nazim, I'm late.

I had a bit of trouble with the car. We
all set?

All set to put back the wine in the
cellar.

What? But now you're here.

We are almost finished.

Great.

You'll excuse me for just one moment,
would you?

Come here. Oi, oi, steady, Frank.

I have just spent an hour with some very
nasty people who seem set to do me an

injury. Oh, dear.

Yes, oh, dear.

Those same nasty people.

expected me to bankroll you on account
of the fact that you did a runner,

promised them that I was good for the
money that you owed them. Look, Frank...

Max, you can't play poker.

You know that. You're hopeless. You know
it.

Every time you get a good hand, you piss
yourself with excitement.

Look, Frank, I had to leg it. They'd
have killed me.

Ah.

Well, now it's my turn.

Luckily for you, I've got five million
reasons to be in a good mood tonight.

You're such a wally, Max.

Oh, by the way, you owe me two grand.

Two for what? I lost a grand.

I only lost a grand.

I went double or quits.

And you lost?

No, you did.

Oh, of course.

Yeah, thanks.

Hello?

Frank, where the hell are you? I was
beginning to worry.

Oh.

Oh, OK.

OK.

We've already started.

All right, I'll tell him.

OK, bye.

Frank.

A thousand apologies, car trouble.

He'll be here as soon as possible, etc,
etc, etc.

I'm sorry.

No, it's all right. I'm enjoying the
company.

You know, I'm really pleased you and
Frank are going to be partners.

Sam told me how much the vineyard means
to you, and anyone can see how much you

invested in. I don't just mean cash. I
mean love, work, a real feel for the

land.

You flatter me.

I mean it.

Perhaps. But I feel this is leading up
to something.

Well,

there is something I want.

A derelict house in the vineyard.

I know. Not lived in for years.

So? It would be perfect for Mirab's
project.

A women's refuge.

Well, I'm not sure, Tessa.

Have you spoken to Frank?

Well, he said he'd think about it. But
if you don't object, I'm sure he won't.

Well, if Frank agreed, then okay.

Half a case between us.

I thought we deserved it.

The inventory can show a little breakage
in transit.

I will telephone you later to let you
know that the consignment has arrived.

Hope they don't get into any trouble.

Don't worry, we will not drive on the
tourist route.

David's got me.

It was that day for breakfast.

Where have you been?

Would you believe?

I was kidnapped.

Frank, what are you up to?

Look, there's something I want to tell
you about the ruined villa.

Yes?

The day after David tried to screw me
over the wine, I went back, tried to

the deal.

Which you did, round of applause. Go on.

Yeah, well, David was away, so I went
for a mooch and the estate ended up

a poke round the villa.

I must have poked a little bit too hard
because I bloody near brought the roof

down on top of me.

Is this all some convoluted way of
telling me it's too dangerous for a

No, listen.

When the dust settled, I could see a
door.

So you said open sesame.

That's right.

I did, I did, I did, I did. And the door
opened.

I was looking into a cellar.

I don't suppose anybody had been down
there since the house was lived in.

It was a wine cellar, Tess.

We had branded, port, but only
connoisseurs had heard of.

Claridge had to auction by the bottle.
It made the wine list at Claridge's look

like bargain day at Cash and Carey.

And David Benari didn't know it was
there?

No, of course not, otherwise... So you
bought the vineyard to get the contents

of the cellar?

Right.

How much will it be?

Has fetched.

It's already sold.

It's in the bank.

In our bank.

How much?

£5 ,250 ,000 sterling.

You bastard.

What?

You stole it.

You stole £5 million.

I don't believe I'm hearing this. Look.

He was selling.

Ben Ari was selling.

Well, somebody else would have got it.

Well, don't you see, if I hadn't got
lucky, that stuff could have lain there

another 50, 100, 200 years.

But somebody else didn't find it. You
did.

And you got it by deception, by fraud.

It's bollocks.

Legally. Oh, yes, legally. Everything's
fine. Legally. What about morally? What

about lies and cheating and double
-dealing? Oh, God almighty, we're

multimillionaires and you're bitching
about it.

Don't say any more things.

I can't listen to any more.

It wasn't his, Tess.

What was in that cellar wasn't his.

It was on his land. You conned him.

No wonder you didn't want to let me have
the house for the battered wives.

We might have sent a surveyor in,
started nosing around.

I kept quiet until I knew it was a cert.

I mean, supposing something had gone
wrong, I would have looked all piss and

wind, wouldn't I? But it's in the bag
now, Tess. It's in the bank.

Of course, sir. My role is to lose my
temper.

Shout a bit, then calm down, forgive
you, and then start planning how to

the money you stole. Well, I won't,
Frank.

I can't.

That's not me.

I can't believe you thought it was.

You stole that five million, Frank.
Can't you see that?

I didn't steal any money, for Christ's
sake. I sold an asset.

An asset, see?

Keep it.

Where are you going?

Perhaps a hotel, I don't know.

You upset her?

She's already upset.

She just found out the fault of the
thief.

She's asleep.

I guess the journey bothered her.

I'm sorry. I couldn't stay there.

What was the fight about?

Okay, I shouldn't ask. No, no, no, it's
okay. It's just... I can't tell you. I

will, but not now.

Sure.

It's always been what you might call a
lively relationship.

God knows how it survived.

Well, something must work.

Used to. Used to work.

You mean that?

I'm not sure. We're so different.

I never realized.

That's often a good thing.

We're different in ways that matter.

Ways that hurt.

Max, try some of this wine.

Better give it half an hour.

Shut it.

We'll give them both half an hour.

I brought me own.

Thanks for coming round, mate.

Professional babysitter, me.

So, she didn't take it as well as you'd
hoped.

Stop it, Carol.

She doesn't want to be rich.

She'll soon get used to the idea.

Women can be bloody weird when it comes
to money.

Look at my mum and the pension.

Going on 50 years.

Not a word.

I don't know what she wants.

Didn't know what she wanted me to be.

Sorry.

What for?

I was enjoying watching you.

More tea?

Drink? Brandy?

Why did you come here?

The Kibbutz or Israel?

Israel.

Oh.

Tired of city life.

Tired of the way of life.

You know, rat race, et cetera, et
cetera.

Wasn't just that, was it?

I was a lawyer.

Never crazy about the job, but it's what
I trained for.

Lots of money, nice office.

And I had a reputation for being very
good at what I did.

Not possible to be too picky, of course.

And from time to time, I defended people
I knew were guilty.

It's nothing unusual. It happens all the
time.

I defended a murderer.

I knew he'd done it, so I mounted a very
clever defense.

And I took a key witness apart on the
stand.

She was the victim's mother.

Anyway...

Guy got off and eight days later. He
killed again another child

And I realized that no one has to do

anything So new life no money no office

and no dead children Why

did you come here?

Nowhere else to go.

Miro's house?

Hotel?

It's going to be okay.

Mirab, it's Frank Carver.

You can tell Tessa I'm not impressed,
all right?

And I'll expect an apology in the
morning. Got it?

Good.

I'm making life difficult for you.

I've slept on a sofa before.

I didn't mean that.

Yeah, I know.

Look, do you want to call Frank?

Let him know you're all right?

You know what five million means to me,
Max?

Hell of a lot of money.

Definitely.

But it also means fingers up to
everybody who's ever dumped on Frank

It's also fingers up to a lot of poxy
teachers who said I'd never amount to

anything.

Fingers up to all those snotty -nosed
bastards in the city who'd sniff at my

business plans.

And it's fingers right up...

To all those dickheads who crawled
around me when I'd have bothered to.

Didn't want to know me when I was broke.

Not him.

Not him all, Max.

It can turn

you upside down. Oh, how

love hurts.

So you'd better run and hide. But
remember,

love hurts you just the same.

Love hurts you just the same.