All language subtitles for Hatufim - 02x05 - Company Secretary

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I'm not staying.

Your husband left you.

The man you had waited all these years

doesn't want to be with you anymore.

You're gonna be the most sought after
bachelor in all of Israel.

Don't make me beg.

Give me another chance.

Mom?
Mom, are you okay?

I'm sleeping.
Let me sleep.

"Operation Yehuda" died along with Atar.

If something happens, she doesn't
know anything about it.

Start running.

The girl is no longer necessary.
She's an unneeded complication.

It's over.

Good night, Lali.

Atar used to withdraw about 5,000 shekels
every month.

For how long?

How many did you count?

About 200, which means...

17 years.

Kaplan was here this week.
He asked the same questions.

What's Kaplan's role in all of this?

Remember I told you I believed
Atar was sick?

He used to visit a doctor
every week?

Dr. Ze'ev Kaplan.

Amiel.

Where is he?

He's alive?

Where from?

Atar.

Receipts.

Who to?

And of course,

Dr. Kaplan.

What does he have to do

with this whole situation?

You know about Dr. Kaplan?

He's a well know psychiatrist.

He specializes in extreme cases,

trauma and how to overcome it.

Like you.

We worked together a couple of times.

He's operates in the grey areas
of my profession.

Where is he?
How do we find him?

Go out of the office, take a right,
get in the elevator,

Go up one floor, get out of the elevator,
take a right,

Twenty paces and you are
in front of his office.

- He works here?
- Yes.

Where is he, then?

It's four o'clock in the morning.
Where are you going?

It's not a good idea.

Ze'ev, it's important we
talk as soon as possible. Haim Cohen.

That will also work.

Shit...

PRISONERS OF WAR

Episode 5 - "Company Secretary"

- Hi.
- Hey.

Coffee, man?

Terrible hangover.

Yes, eh?

A crazy night.

Listen, about last night...

We were very loud. I'm sorry.

I also broke a lamp, I'll pay you.

I made quite a mess of it,
sorry again.

The lamp's on me, don't worry.
I also took care of the rest.

What do you mean "took care of the rest"?

How much do you remember about last night?

Not much.

I came home, I was with...

Remember the girl we met at the bar?

- The laughing red-headed.
- Yes, she was divine.

No, she's okay.

What do you mean?

Where's is she...
When did she...

A few hours ago.

I paid her taxi in the morning,
anyways...

- How much do I owe you?
- No, don't bother.

- Thanks, Oren.
- She was very, very beautiful.

Dog.

You know who she reminded me of?

Aah, what's her name?

The company secretary.

Pretty, with the curly hair.

- Remember?
- I don't know her.

Fuck.
I hate it when this happens.

Gabriela?
Daniela?

Whatever,

the apartment in Ramat Gan is ready.

I'll never be able to repay you.

You know, right?

What do you want?
Just tell me.

OK.

It's OK. Since you insist.

Don't worry. I'll think of something.
You'll pay me back.

OK, listen. I have a couple of presentations.
I'll come visit you at Ramat Gan afterward.

Bye.

Hi, Dana.

What are you doing here?

- I have a patient waiting.
- Yes, she's waiting. I spoke to her.

She looks completely flipped out.

I need to talk to you about something.

Yes, but you know that...

I sleep with your son and
you can't be my psychologist.

I would have said it another way but...
yes.

I'll be brief.

It has to do with my mother.

Talia.

Get out of here, already.

Talia.

Talia, it's Shmuel.

Shmuel Ostrovsky.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Ostrovsky.
- Shmuel, please.

Whatever, Shmuel...
I have the flu.

I have a temperature.

It's not a good time.

I'm in no shape to entertain anybody.
I'm sorry, really sorry.

- Goodbye.
- Talia, I...

Dana gave me her key,

in case you wouldn't let me in.

She told me about Nimrod.

Silly girl.

I brought the vase from downstairs.
I hope you don't mind.

Flowers always
raised my wife's spirits.

- Dr. Ostrovsky...
- Shmuel. Please, Shmuel.

I haven't even brushed my teeth...

- I have no makeup.
- It's alright. - No, no. It's not alright.

I beg you.
This is...

This is not a good time.

My wife didn't like you.

What?

I, however, really admired you.

Like everybody else.

Your struggles, your speeches,

the meetings,

your devotion to your husband.

You know, I used to follow you everywhere.
I went to Rabin Square, Zion Square,

tent meetings, the marches.

Every time you asked for something in
television I'd be there.

- Like everybody else.
- Everybody except your wife.

She couldn't stand you,
bless her memory.

She maintained you were
an iron lady,

that everything you did was for
yourself and not for him,

and I argued we could only see
one side of things,

that we didn't see the tears,
the crisis, the relapses.

Listen,

it's okay to feel sad,

even to feel sorry for oneself.

Can I?

Your wife... what did
she die of?

She had

stomach cancer.

She went very quickly.

I spoke with a woman friend of mine
specializing in post trauma.

Liberated prisoners.

She says the family

is the first link they try to break.

Any link

that, in some way, resembles captivity.

I know.

The "hostage syndrome"
I know.

Talia, post trauma is real.

Yes.
But you are not convinced?

You know what is the most humiliating
about all this?

All the years I waited...

I didn't go out with anybody,

I didn't even consider it.

He's was my husband. I was his wife.

To me, my role was perfectly clear.

I will wait.

Of course, I will wait.

I will fight.

I won't rest until he's home.

And when he returns

we'll be happy.

What a fabulous excuse is captivity.

The women wait,

the men leave.

That is all.

It has nothing to do with post trauma,
with captivity,

Men betray.

Betray?

- What is it?
- It's a letter he gave me...

17 years ago.

Before he left for the reserves.

He asked...

He insisted I didn't open it
until he came back.

I didn't open it.

At first, I was afraid of bad luck.

He said not to open it, so...

I was afraid if I opened it...

But I was curious,
what could he have written there?

It couldn't be anything good.

What if his intention was to leave me?

How could I continue with
the struggle knowing that?

Yes, but now,

why don't you open it now?

Your wife was right, Shmuel.

There nothing to admire in me.

The great challenge is...

it's difficult to
remember I was a man

before marrying my wife.

That I had a goal

even before I met her,

and you had a goal

before turning into the
"wife of a prisoner".

You need to remember such a goal.

I had a patient once

suffering of deep depression.

He lost his wife due a terrible illness

and he also couldn't get out of bed.

He simply wanted to die.

We started dealing with it in small steps.
Every day a small step.

The first day,
he put his feet on the floor,

the second day he stood
in front of the mirror,

the third day
he forced himself to smile.

Small steps.

How much do I owe for this session?

Don't even think about it.

If this were a consultation,

I couldn't even think of

inviting you to go out with me for coffee.

Which is exactly what I propose to do.

Dad, a little to the right.
Sorry, to the left.

Now, Jatzav, raise it a little bit.

OK, Dad, lift it a bit.

Jatzav, lean to the right.

Now lift it a little to the left...

Dad, lift it a bit.
Jatzav, lift a bit to the right.

No, sorry. Squeeze to left.

OK, now do the "hookie pookie" and
turn around.

And that's the whole trick.

Dana, go to hell, this is heavy.

So what is the problem?

Put it upright and
get it in the apartment.

Let's go, hurry up.

The television will go here,
when it's...

Where did this couch come from?

Oren, his old couch.

He had it in storage.

And all the rest of it.
Everything is his.

Bring something to drink.

This Oren sounds weird.

Weird?

He gave Dad his apartment and
the furniture for free.

What is weird?

Just like it sounds.
Arrogant.

You want to see the rest of the place?

You mean after this climax
there's more?

I can't. I'm late.

My commander would sack me
if he could.

We'll have lunch together, Jatzav?

I can't. I must go to Tal's. They're having
a party to celebrate his recruitment.

Beautiful apartment.

Call if you feel lonely.

We'll talk later, yes?

Dad, everything alright?

What?
Yes, of course.

Of course.

Okay, you guys go. Don't be late.

Thanks for the help.

Did you notice that
he didn't ask about Mom?

He doesn't want us involved.
That's all.

- You are Oren, right?
- Yes.

I'm Dana.

The prisoner's daughter.

Dana.

Hello.
Wow.

You've really grown.

I was just bringing a few things
I found to your father.

You are very kind.

Do you see, Jatzav?
He's very kind.

What...
No, no...

I'm sure we'll see each other often.

It was a pleasure.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Nimrod?

Are you here?

Hi.

Look what I found.

Where are the glasses?

Is everything all right?

Tell me what happened last night.

I didn't do anything to
that girl, did I?

- I certainly hope you did.
- Oren, I'm serious.

You drank too much, you...

My God. What did I do?

She's all right.
She got scared a little. That's all.

Forget it.
It's all fixed.

What is "fixed"?
Tell me what I did.

You had a nightmare.
That's all.

You started to...

Leave it. It's all right.

You had a nightmare.

You were a little bit out of control.

You know you have nightmares.

I've been having less of them since I left home.

It's...

under control.
It's getting better.

Very good.
Excellent.

What?

What?

You wake me up at least once a night

screaming.

Tell me what I did.

- Nothing, you...
- Tell me what I did.

Ze'ev.

Haim.

I'm sorry, I saw your note,
but I don't have time now.

- Some other day, perhaps?
- This will only take a minute,
it's about my investigation.

I wanted to consult with you about
an aspect of the case.

With me?
What does it has to do with me?

It's still not clear.

All right. I'll ask my secretary
to fix a date for a meeting.

But it won't be today.
Maybe next week.

It's with regard to Atar Schurer.

What about Atar Schurer?

I know you two used to meet once a week.

- Need I remind you there is...
- Doctor-patient privilege died with him.

Death does not change anything.
You know that.

Doctor-patient privilege is only valid if
he was your patient.

On the other hand if he was
you employer, let's say...

All right. I have to go.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.

It's important we speak soon.

I'll make you some coffee.

No cream, the way you like it.

Thanks.

- What time is it?
- You fell sleep. We didn't want to disturb you,

even tough visiting hours were over
some time ago.

Maybe I should go.

Don't worry. She's in good hands.

We love her very much.

This time it'll pass quickly.
It wasn't a severe attack.

She's okay.

Thanks, Yohi.

No, no, no...

I am sorry. I...

I am very sorry.

Sorry, I didn't know. I...

I am very sorry.

Yes, I can imagine.

Why didn't you call the police?
You should have called the police

so that they would take me. Arrest me.

Your friend gave me money.

He explained everything.

You should have
seen yourself yesterday. It's...

Simply, you were furious.

You looked so lost and miserable.
You...

One moment you were sleeping
and then...

you woke up and started screaming
something in arabic.

It was terrifying,

so I reached for you,
to quiet you down,

but you grabbed me.

And like, you...

you lunged towards me.

Lucky you friend was there.
He held you back.

Lucky for both of us.

I don't know, Nimrod,
I think you need to talk to somebody

I'll go to therapy, I promise you.
I swear to you.

I am so sorry.

What's wrong with this?

What's this?

Yin�n.

Yin�n, calm yourself.

Calm down.

Close your eyes and start.

Two guards by the door,
with their rifles at the ready.

The one on the right has an Uzi,

The fat one has a Clutch,
the loader is off.

One behind you with
a hunting knife in the belt,

on the floor, there's an iron wheel
at three o'clock from my position.

And on the table?

Two pencils, in the middle,

one pointing at me, the other towards you.

On the right corner there's an eraser
and on the left, a stamp.

A glass on your left,

three safety pins over the case.

In front of you, a cigarette.

The brand "Time".

Wait, there's also a stone.

Haim,

do you know a complex called "Barca"?

Yes, I do. It's in the Negev.

He's here, but I don't know
how to get in.

That's the good news.

The bad news?

They are watching me now.

I imagine they can also can hear me.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Ze'ev,

Haim says it's important
you guys speak as soon as possible.

Bring her in.

Micaela.

Her name was Micaela.

Small steps...

I was wondering how long it would
take you to find me.

Hello, Micaela.

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I know nothing about anything.

You don't know why
you followed me out here?

I didn't even know I
had followed you here.

This is the most sensible place.

Six soldiers.

It'll take them less than
twenty minutes to get here.

- "Operation Yehuda" '
- What did you say?

"Operation Yehuda", what is it about?

Did you tell Talia about us?

Where were you?
What are you smiling about?

Dana, what do you want from me?
I'm always like this.

In my opinion, it's not a good idea
for him to be there.

It's a stone's throw from the border,
from the soldiers.

If he wanted to send a message
it would be no problem there.

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