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-Are you late? -No, I'm not.

-You're late. -No, I'm supposed to have it any minute.

-There, you're late! Honey! -Come on!

Baby? You hold on tight in there this time, do you hear me?

How come a Moroccan like you doesn't have five kids?

And you?

I want.

-You're replacing Ayelet for one year. -Yes.

I want to see if there's an option to extend your contract.

I think she's going to postpone her return to Paris.

It's impossible doing this job with a baby at home, right?

I'm late.

Do you even want this pregnancy?

-I'm not pregnant. -Don't.

Don't blame yourself. You'll be pregnant soon.

The position is yours for the next three years.

Renewal of contract

I'm on the pill.

Ofra offered me a contract for a few more years.

And I want to stay here, in Paris.

-Goodbye. -Where are you going?

Who is it?

It's me.

Avshalom, I don't want to let you in.

Annabelle.

Open the door, come on.

Look at your behavior.

I'm afraid to tell you how I feel.

Ever since we got here, you haven't put your luggage down.

Annabelle.

If anyone should be angry here, it's me. Open the door.

You're not coming in.

And you can go crazy, bang on the door,

but I'm not letting you in.

I tried to reach you all night. Why didn't you answer my calls?

My battery died.

I'm sorry I left you the way I did, okay?

No, I'm sorry. Here.

You decide whether or not we stay.

I'll accept whatever you say.

Annabelle, what are you doing?

I can't make myself turn it down.

So take a minute, an hour, a night at a hotel, a week,

make a decision, and then come back.

Annabelle, open the door, let's talk about this. Come on!

Annabelle!

THE ATTACHE

Initial reports are coming in about another terrorist attack

taking place an hour ago in Paris.

Listen, Said, we can't stay cooped up in here all day.

-You will stay here. -Why?

It's Sunday, the sun is out. Let me take the boy outside.

Because I said so. This is no day to be wandering around outside.

Okay? Come here, you. Don't you have homework to do?

Go do your homework, and lock the door.

Why are you being this way? Why are you talking to him like that?

Because he's in Paris,

and he's used to hearing that his dad is a terrorist, do you understand?

If you keep this up, they'll say his dad's a coward.

I'm a coward? How dare you?

Why was I arrested, huh? Wasn't it just because I'm an Arab?

Why? Because you panicked!

Avshalom.

Hello, welcome. How are you?

I'll go.

No, no. Have some tea with me.

Thank you.

Look at this whorehouse.

Far Right protests throughout the city...

This city's not for me.

They'll always see me as an Arab terrorist.

I've been living here for 14 years. 14 years!

They look at me like I'm some sort of a tumor. Am I a tumor?

Calm down, Said.

You know, brother, I envy you.

I should have stayed in Paris for a year,

and return to my country with a big business, instead of staying here.

I can't sell. I'm left penniless.

What are you doing here? It's very early.

Look, a contract.

Annabelle wants to stay here.

For a few more years. I don't know what to do.

No.

Avshalom,

think this through.

Hey. Are you up, my love?

Good morning.

Good morning.

Mom, are you and Dad in a fight?

No.

No, honey, we're not.

You don't want to replace him with a different Dad, do you?

Hey, of course not. Never, okay?

I'm making Dad a quiche. Will you give me a hand?

Come and give me a hand, honey.

Hey, Shosh.

Annabelle,

Listen, Ovadia is in the hospital, and Avshalom is not answering.

What? What?

He fell from a ladder and will probably need surgery.

Okay.

I think it would be best if Avshalom gets here, wouldn't it?

Yes. I'll make sure he gets on a plane today. Yes.

Great thanks, keep me posted.

Okay. Goodbye.

Bye, bye.

Mom?

Alright, I'm off.

I'm leaving, honey.

I'll be back soon. Stay with your grandparents, okay?

Mom, if Dad comes home, I can let him in, right?

What?

Of course, honey.

Uri, why don't you play in the sand with your grandfather?

Francois. Play with him.

-Bye, Mom. -Bye, honey.

-Honey, let us know about Ovadya. -Yes.

-The Eiffel Tower. -Alright, let's build that.

Let's build the Eiffel Tower.

We're building the Eiffel Tower.

Annabelle?

He was here, but he went to the Synagogue.

Wait. Come here.

I've got something for you.

Thanks.

Cheers!

Wait... are you drinking, too?

Never.

Thanks.

You know what?

I'm sorry.

What for?

A while ago, when Said was arrested,

I was convinced that...

No, no, no. He needed someone to arrest him.

He needed to calm down a bit.

Okay. Thank you.

-I have to go. See you. -Okay, thank you.

Hello, everyone. Sorry I'm late.

Here.

-Thanks for coming. -I said I was sorry, Marzianno.

If you don't value our time...

Marzianno,

I'm not in the mood to be arguing with you today, okay?

You know, you don't have to come here.

Neither do you.

Especially if you're in this state. Don't waste your time.

Marzianno, do you think I enjoy coming here?

Do you think I enjoy looking at your complaining face twice a week?

Well, I don't. So we're square.

You can either sit down, or get out.

I don't have a choice. This is my home.

Okay.

Where are you going? Don't you have a class to teach?

I'm not staying, Gabay.

What do you mean? You've got a class to teach.

-Fine. -Hey, hey!

I gave you a job here. You can't just do whatever you want.

This isn't a whorehouse, right?

If you leave, don't ever come back.

-Did you hear me? -Yes.

Don't you ever set foot in this place again!

-You're fired. Do you understand? -Yes, I understand.

And I'm not staying, Gabay.

Thank you.

But...

Good God, what happened this time?

He just does what he wants.

There's only so much I can take.

-Hello. -Hello.

Is Avshalom here?

No, he was, but he left.

Why?

I kind of picked on your husband. I got on his case.

Is something wrong?

I need to talk to him.

Annabelle, I'm sorry...

But I had to let him go.

This can't go on.

Wait, no... I'll call him, he might answer if I called.

I mean...

He'll pick up, because he answers when I call, but...

Not because it's me calling, but because he left his things here,

he usually takes his things, so if I called...

He'll come back for his things...

Natalie, we got it.

I'll go. If you see him, tell him I'm looking for him. Okay? Thanks.

Annabelle.

Don't mind Mr. Marzianno, sometimes he's...

It's okay, thank you.

-Did you try Said's cafe? -Yes, I did.

So try under Pont Neuf bridge. He plays the drums there sometimes.

-He plays the drums? Over there? -Yes.

Oh...

You didn't know.

Under the bridge?

Yes, he likes to play there. Alone.

Thanks, Natalie.

And don't you dare kiss my husband again.

Pardon?

Only I have that right,

and only I'm allowed to worry about him. Okay?

Yes. Of course. Sorry.

Okay.

See you.

Yes, Shosh. I promise to keep you posted.

Okay. Bye.

I don't know what he was looking at...

Are you looking for someone?

No, it's fine. Thank you.

Hey.

Your husband, that short guy, the Israeli,

Avshalom, isn't it?

I recognized you from his pictures.

-Do you know him? -Yes.

He comes here sometimes.

He likes spending time here, by the water.

[in Hebrew] You can't beat water.

That's what he always says. "You can't beat water."

Hey,

how was your birthday?

Did he bring the beach to your home?

No... He did?

He told me he'd do it, but I didn't believe him.

He's crazy, you're husband.

Hey, don't worry, it'll all work out.

I got lost once, too, but look, it all works out in the end.

Goodbye!

Ofra! Ofra! Ofra!

It's okay, it's okay. I know him.

-Are you Annabelle's... -Annabelle's husband, yes.

Are you insane? On a day like this?

I'm sorry, I had to... I had to talk to you in private.

But what are you doing at my house? How did you get here?

This contract, this offer, Ofra.

We're not ready for it.

I came here to ask you to cancel it.

-Does Annabelle know you're here? -No.

She can't know, if...

-If she knew, she'd never forgive me. -And rightfully so.

The nerve of you.

To come here and talk to me about her career,

about her future, behind her back?

Do you know about the convention she's organizing here?

Do you have any idea what she even does here?

Ofra, it's breaking up our family.

Solve your own problems. And don't come here again.

Ofra.

As far as I'm concerned, you were never here.

What's with all this sand? Did he bring the entire Tel Aviv beach here?

My back is killing me, I swear.

He's not here?

No.

Abu Salam, hello.

-Good evening. Are you closed? -Yes.

Avshalom, your wife was looking for you.

Thank you, Rana.

Should I make you something to go?

No, no.

May I have a small coffee?

No, please, come in. Have dinner with us.

No, thank you.

Never refuse a starving woman,

and certainly not an Arab with a knife in his hand.

Come on, sit down.

I think you should go home.

-I'll give you some couscous for your son. -Thank you, Rana.

Your wife is a special woman.

Eat up.

Eat up, and then wash your face and go upstairs.

Thank you.

The violent incidents following this morning attacks are still happening

in the anti-Muslim demonstrations in the area of the attack.

Demonstrators have raised their voice about their anger

and even been aggressive towards Arab citizens.

The police has strongly replied with difficulties

to calm the anger wave.

Praying rooms have been...

No. Again?

No!

Said, calm down. You're making the boy nervous.

It's in the neighborhood! Let the boy eat.

Said, calm down.

Said.

Said, calm down.

-The kitchen... -Stop it!

Let's eat. Enjoy.

No, but listen...

I have a friend, Avshalom,

an Arab, his name is Yussof. He owns a produce store.

One day, they destroyed his whole store.

So I'm being careful.

Are you done?

Go get your bag and coat. We're going home.

He's not done yet. Let him finish, please.

Go get your bag.

Stay where you are.

Go.

Okay, I get it.

Let me close up the register, lock up and take you. It'll be safer.

No. That'll take too long. I want to go now.

And why would you lock up? Have we done something wrong?

What are you playing at? Do you want to go outside with the kids?

So the police can search the stroller for bombs?

Said, leave me alone.

What do you want? Do you want us to sit in the dark with you,

with the shutters closed?

-Please, I'm begging you. -No.

Rana, let me explain.

No, no, no... Don't tell me you're going to cover your hair.

Said, don't start.

I'm covering my hair and going out.

I'm only asking you not to take the subway with that thing on.

Please, they'll all be staring at my son.

But you just said so yourself. We live in Paris, don't we?

They should get used to it.

You know what? I'll call you a cab, okay?

No.

That'll take too long with traffic. I'll never get home.

Rana!

Why do you keep humiliating me? Why don't you respect me?

Why do you embarrass me in front of my friends?

I'm not embarrassing you, I'm not disrespecting you.

I'm covering my hair because I'm cold.

And you know what? I'm an Arab and a Muslim.

And I'm a Muslim Arab in these times, in this city,

and if that means I'll be cursed and humiliated, then so be it.

-Rana, Rana... -Said, enough.

It's okay.

We're good people. We haven't hurt anyone.

Don't be scared, okay?

Give me a kiss.

Rana! Rana!

Rana, please.

Please.

Dammit.

I can't believe this.

She doesn't know what she's talking about.

Said.

I'm tired of hearing about Paris all the time.

I'm afraid for my son, afraid for my wife.

Got it?

They're all such hypocrites, looking at me like I'm a terrorist!

Look what I've come to.

The world has gone mad.

See for yourself, you're sitting right here.

Why don't you go home? And us?

Do you think this is normal?

Said.

Go outside, go.

I'll stay here until you're back, okay?

-Are you sure? -Go on.

-Go on. -Thank you!

-Don't worry, he'll be back soon. -No, he's not coming back.

And if something happens to Ovadya, he'll never forgive me.

Your mother said not to worry, so don't worry.

I'll worry as much as I want to, Dad. I threw him out this morning,

he's not coming back, don't you get it?

I was offered a three year contract.

What?

The attaché I'm replacing isn't coming back. I can stay in Paris.

That's wonderful!

-That's wonderful! -This is great!

I gave him the contract and asked him to decide for us.

Are you serious?

Break the lock.

Come on, hurry.

Go, go, go, go!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Avshalom! Avshalom!

Avshalom!

Avshalom!

What happened?

What happened to you?

They trashed Said's cafe, those bastards.

-Listen. You need to go to Israel. -Listen.

I can't decide for us both, really.

I can't decide for us both.

I have done something terrible to you.

Listen to me, your dad is in the hospital.

-What? -Yes.

-What happened? -He fell. It'll be okay.

There's a flight leaving right now. You need to get to the airport.

Here's your passport, your ticket, all of it.

Go to the airport.

Okay.

I love you.