All language subtitles for The.Attache.S01E04.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H264-BTN_track3_[eng]

I just left the meeting
with the distribution team.

They want me to work
with a drummer here in Israel.

Son of a bitch.
What am I supposed to do here now?

What am I? Some 20 year old
who came here to start a career?

You'll manage here without him.

I have a crisis
with my event tomorrow.

Idan Raichel has canceled,
and my speech isn't ready.

Why don't you play tomorrow
instead of him?

Who is this Avshalom Cohen?

Avshalom is my husband.
I thought I could volunteer him.

-Hey.
-What are you up to? Writing?

Yes, writing.
Recording these Parisian moments.

"Drive away the darkness..."

There's a refrigerator for dairy
and a refrigerator for meat,

and the whole kitchen was donated
by the Avihatzer family.

That's important.

There's also a canteen on that floor,
and there's a library upstairs.

All donated by the Jaqueaux family.

The man is a walking
anti-Semite cartoon.

Straight ahead,
there's a bathroom for boys,

and then a bathroom for girls,

and the bathrooms were all
donated by no one.

Like I said, we need a teacher
for a music class for the elderly.

-We'd be delighted if your husband agreed.
-Of course, thank you.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

So... Goodbye.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye, thank you.

What are you doing?

He was talking to you but
you ignored him. What's going on?

Oh... I'm sensing
a fight face going on here.

You've got a problem face.
Are we about to fight?

-What is it?
-Nothing.

-Nothing?
-Nothing.

Okay, nothing.

I wouldn't have pressed for this job
if you'd told me you're not into it.

-You're right, but I...
-But what?

But I love you!

I adore those complaining lips.

-I don't find that funny.
-It's a little funny.

-No, it's not.
-It's a little funny.

-No, it's not. No.
-Just a little bit?

Just a little bit? Just a little laugh.

Come on. Look at me, honey.

Do I look like a teacher
for the elderly? Come on.

I gave you addresses for studios
in the area. Did you go to any?

-No.
-No.

It's been two months
and you're not doing anything.

I'm trying to write. I'm stuck. What?

Fine, my love. Don't work.

-Don't work.
-Come on, do you want

Uri to see me leaving the house
dressed like this?

-Do you really think Uri cares?
-But I care.

I care, Annabelle.

Avshalom, it's only temporary.
Just start with something.

It's my dad.

Answer him.

-Hey, Dad.
-Son! How are you, boy?

I'm fine. We're okay.

Well, tell me what's going on.
Are you recording anything?

-What are you up to?
-Yes, I'm recording, working.

That's great. Do tell, don't skimp!

Dad, are you bored?
I told you, we'll talk later. I'm fine.

If you're fine, why are you
all stressed out and sour,

as if you've just eaten a whole lemon?

Alright, Dad. Let's talk later, okay?

-Are you working?
-No, no, no.

Don't say anything right now.
Just stop it. Stop it.

THE ATTACHE

Uri?

Uri, honey?

Hey, kid.

How was your day, sweetie?

Hey.

Hey, what's wrong?

What's wrong, honey?

Christoph was picking on me.

Did you tell your teacher?

I did, but she couldn't understand
what I was saying.

Did you show her the note?

Which note is it
for when you're being picked on?

I showed her the red note, but she
didn't understand what it meant,

so she told me to return to my group

and Christoph started
picking on me again.

Okay.

Let me handle it, okay?

I'll go talk to your teacher.

Hold on.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Sorry?

Do you speak English?

Sorry, no English.

There's a kid... I'm Uri's father,

and there is a kid
who's bothering my son.

I'm sorry, sir, I don't understand
what you're saying.

Okay, okay.
My son, are you doing well? No.

How are you, my boy?
I am not doing well.

I'm not following, sir.

Dad!

Okay.

How are you? Metro? Yes?

Line 5, line 1, line 5, line 1...

Croque Madam? Croque Monsieur?

Yes?

-Good day!
-Good day.

Good evening.

Listen, I talked to her, and I told her
this can't happen again.

And about Christoph,
I told her to tell him to watch it.

She apologized and promised
it wouldn't happen again,

and she'll learn what every note
and every color means by tomorrow...

Dad, that's not the teacher,
that's Nicola's mother.

That's right.

Uri, what's wrong?

Why won't he speak?

He's upset.
He has a bully at preschool.

If he bullies me again, I'll hit him.

Oh, no! Hitting is wrong.

Hitting is for people
who can't use their words.

-I'll punch him.
-Hey!

We use our words in this house,
we don't hit.

-Did you hear me?
-That's right. Okay?

Hey.

"Dad"

Hello?

Who is it?

What do you mean?
You called me, Dad.

Great, honey. Right.
How are you doing?

Dad, fix the camera
so we can see your face.

You already know it.
It's nothing to write home about.

-Listen, cutie. I'm coming to see you.
-You're what?

I actually wanted to surprise you,
but then I figured,

"who's going to pick me up
from the airport?"

Hold on, Dad, what airport?
Are you flying in?

Yes, I found a ticket for 140 dollars.

I found it on this website,
"Last Minute Flights."

Hold on, Dad. When are you coming?

Tomorrow! Tomorrow!

I'll stay two days,
say "hi" and go home.

Do you have running water?

For you, Ovadya,
we have everything. Always.

No, I don't need everything.
Only water.

-You can't beat water.
-Ovadya, Ovadya.

Save a night for us, okay?

I know some great restaurants
around Paris.

Who is that?

-It's Francois.
-Francois who?

Francois, it's Francois.

Oh, Francois!
Why didn't you say Francois?

-Say "hi" to Rachelle.
-How are you, Ovadya?

Who's that over there? Rachelle?

Alright, Dad. Let's talk later,
I'll get your flight information.

-What? I didn't catch that.
-Bye.

How wonderful! Grandpa's coming!

Dad!

Dad!

Hey! Here I am!

How are you doing?

-So you're here, huh?
-See that?

Wonderful. Hey, what's the deal here?

-What do you mean?
-This is just like Gaza.

There's nothing but Arabs here.

-It's for you, to make you feel at home.
-Yeah?

Are you tired, or would you like
to take a walk around the city?

Sure, let's take a walk.

What can I do sitting at home?
Look at your face?

-I already know what it looks like.
-Great.

I got you a boat ticket. We can go
on a tour, have a bite to eat,

-see the tower, the Louvre, all of it.
-Great, but first,

I have the address
for the original store.

I want to buy that part for the blender.
It's made in France.

You're joking, right?

The blender your mother uses
to make her leek cakes,

that part broke off it.

-Dad.
-What?

What blender are you talking about?
You're in Paris.

So what?
Here's the address right here.

-Dad, that's all the way across town.
-So? It's in Paris, right?

We'll go there, take care of it,
and then we'll get on your boat,

and see the museums and the towers,
the Louvres, whatever you want.

Come on, let's go.

Come on! Let's not waste time.

What?

"Ferme."

-What does that mean?
-They're closed today.

Look at that.
This is where you live now.

These French people
don't like to work.

So let's go to the boat.

No, Dad, it's too late now.
Let's go pick up Uri.

Oh, great. Even better.

There's Uri.

Uri! Uri, honey! Look who's here!

Uri, look who's...

What's wrong, sweetie?

Hey. Look who's here.
Grandpa's here to see you.

Uri!

What is it?

-Did he pick on you again?
-Yes.

-What's wrong?
-He has a bully.

Uri, cutie, listen to me.

Next time he picks on you,
let him have it. Go at him hard.

Dad! Dad.

-This isn't Yemima's kindergarten.
-Alright, fine.

Didn't Mom speak to your teacher?

She did, but it didn't do any good.

Come with me, come on. Get up.
Hold your head up high. Come on.

I'll take care of this right now.
Come on.

-Let's go.
-Where are we going?

Come on, let's go.

-Where are we going?
-Hold on.

There. Excuse me? Excuse me?

Excuse me?

-Excuse me, hello.
-Hello.

My son isn't well, okay?

Pardon? Not...?

Hold on.

-What's wrong?
-Hold on a second.

"There's a kid who's hitting..."

-Hello.
-Alright.

Listen.

There's a child in Christoph, to my boy
is beaten, my son we are scared.

I'm sorry, I don't understand...

Tell your wife to talk to me, okay?

What's the matter?

Just a minute, Dad.
I'm trying to explain something.

But you're embarrassing the boy.

-Don't you speak English? English?
-No, I don't speak English.

Why?

You're in France. Learn French.

What was that?

What's with him? What is it?

-Come on, Dad. Let's go.
-Where are we going?

Let's go home.

He's asleep. He's such a sweet boy.

Well? When will you make
a few more like him?

Soon.

Are you getting any help from anyone?
Are you getting fertility treatments?

Ask your parents.
I bet they know a serious doctor.

You're not kids anymore.

Don't worry, Ovadya.
We're working on it.

You'll get your granddaughter soon.

Good.

So what are your plans for tomorrow?
Will you go on cruise on the Seine?

Of course.

But first we'll get
that part for the mixer.

You're not letting
this mixer thing go, huh, Dad?

Only if you've got the time.

Do you need to work tomorrow?

-If you need to work...
-No, Dad, I'm all yours.

I told you, I took some time off
so I could spend some time with you.

I'll go get your room ready.

No, I've seen your room. It's messy.
You haven't settled in yet.

I'll just crash on the couch here.
There's a game tonight.

Okay. I'll go get you a blanket.

Thank you for coming, Ovadya.

Thank you for calling me.

Hey. Peek-a-boo.

Hey.

-What?
-Guess.

What, right now?

No, not right now.

But my dad's here.

He fell asleep.

I missed you.

Me, too.

I'm sorry, honey.

I'm not in the mood. I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Are you okay?

He didn't just come here.
I know it. He's worried.

You're driving yourself crazy.

So what?

So he sees that
I don't have a job?

Let's go to bed.

I can't be bothered
with this, dammit.

I can't handle him.

Maybe we should just skip dinner
with your parents tomorrow.

-It's not his thing.
-Okay.

Okay.

We'll go to Said
and have couscous. Okay?

It'll be simpler.

So?

What do we do now?

We missed the boat.

It's fine. We'll take the next one.

Let's sit down.
My feet are killing me.

Look.

Look how much money he's making.

Lots and lots of money.

That's too bad. You should have been
a harmonica player like him.

When's the next cruise?
I need to take a leak.

We're not going on any cruise, Dad.

And why would I play on the street?

Am I unemployed or something?

When are we having dinner
with Annabelle's parents?

At six.

-Are they buying?
-Yes.

Good.

So I won't eat till then.

Let's go. Come on, let's go.

And, Dad, please, no politics.

I'm a Labor Party man.

Okay, but please let's talk
about something else for a change.

What I'm saying is if anyone claims
to have another solution,

other than the Two States solution,
they're wrong.

They're wrong and misleading.

-That's right.
-I'm telling you, I grew up with them.

You have to know how to talk to them.

Exactly right. We just need to talk.

Those people who say,
"Let's just throw them out of here,"

they're confused.

That's right, and that's the problem.

They don't look reality
in the eye in Israel.

-It's too bad.
-Right, and those people,

they won't want a country
20 years from now,

but they will want an ID card.

And then we'll really be screwed.

It's the same as here. In Paris.

I say, get rid of them right now.

Take your Gaza and your Nablus,
and stay there.

And leave us alone. Am I wrong?

Dad, do you like the couscous?

Yes, it's okay. Not bad.

But the meat isn't cooked well.
It's tough. It's hard to swallow.

Excuse me, dear,

tell the cook that the food
is very good.

Just like my late mother's.

But the meat is tough.

It's important to let it sit
in its own juices overnight.

This is a muscle cut.

You speak Arabic. Where are you from?

-Tripoli.
-Right. Are you a cook?

I've been a cook for 40 years!

-I'll go tell my husband.
-Thank you.

-Do you need anything else?
-No, we're fine. Thank you.

Excuse me, Ovadya.
What did you ask her?

I didn't ask her anything,
I told her the meat is a little tough,

and that it doesn't go
down your throat easily.

Grandpa's right. The meat is tough.

So how do you like Paris, Ovadya?
Are you enjoying yourself?

What can I tell you?
Buildings, sidewalks, trees, cars?

We have those in Petach-Tikwa, too.

He didn't like the city as much
as he liked the appliance stores.

You only think about blenders...

How was preschool today, Uri?

Did you make up with that boy
who was picking on you?

I hit him. I took a pan from
the kitchen and hit him on the nose.

-No! Really? Did you really hit him?
-Yes.

What? But I asked you
not to hit anyone, didn't I?

He stopped picking on me
after I hit him.

But I told you hitting
is not allowed, didn't I?

-We don't hit, do we?
-Grandpa said hitting is allowed.

Dad, did you tell him
hitting is allowed?

Of course. And it's a good thing
he did it, too.

Dad, I asked you to tell him
hitting is wrong, didn't I?

-So why did you tell him it was allowed?
-Why?

Do you think your son is special?

Is he such a saint that he can't
hit someone when they bully him?

-Dad, enough of that.
-Didn't you hit other boys

when you were a child,
if they were picking on you?

Stop it, Dad!

And Francois,
didn't you hit boys at school?

Haven't you ever hit a bully?

Dad, I asked you to stay out of it.
Stop it!

So you asked and I intervened.
What's the big deal?

I won't let my grandson
be a pushover at his preschool.

And I got that part for the blender
for your mother, not for me.

Now, eat up and calm down,
and don't lecture your father.

Your shame...

It is your problem, not mine.

I'm sorry for...

Lashing out like that.
Everyone, enjoy your meal.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Are we good here?

Yes, everything is delicious, Said.
Simply wonderful.

Are you a cook, sir?

I don't have your devilish hands,
but yes, I am.

Thank you!

-Would you like to step into my kitchen?
-Gladly, my friend.

I'll be right back.

Listen, buddy,
you're killing the meat.

-Look.
-Is this the meat?

He's killing the meat.

-Let it sit in its own liquids overnight.
-For more than an hour?

Until it's as soft as margarine.

All night long.

He doesn't get it.
That meat is done for.

That's it. It's ruined.

Do you think that Uber gentile

will remember to take me
to the airport tomorrow?

Yes, you nag. Don't worry.

Thanks for coming, Dad.

It's been brief.

I think I could stand you
for a few more days.

I could postpone my flight.

I could stay a few days longer.

I'm only kidding, honey.

I'll go back to your mother,
you'll go back to your work here.

It'll be okay. Just make sure
to answer my calls every morning,

even if you're at work.

I don't actually work here, Dad.

I'm here for her.

Look at her, she's opening up here.

So enjoy it.

And stop being a pain in the ass.

It'll be hard at first,
but then it'll be even harder.

But you'll get over it.
You'll get used to it.

I've been thinking...

What is it?

I'll take the job at the synagogue.

What are you doing?

Is that you?

It's my dad. Dad!

-Ovadya!
-Yes, dear.

Dad!

You're using the wrong remote! Dad!

Dad, that's our remote,
it's not for the TV!

What's wrong with this remote?
It doesn't switch the channels.

Dad, you're using the wrong...

It needs new batteries.