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Ofra offered me a contract for a few more years.

And I want to stay here, in Paris.

Here.

You decide whether or not we stay.

I can't make myself turn it down.

Ofra.

This contract, I came here to ask you to cancel it.

Does Annabelle know you're here?

Ofra, it's breaking up our family.

I can't decide for us both.

Listen to me, your dad is in the hospital.

Go to the airport.

Okay. I love you.

I tell you, man...

You're a genius for pulling me out of there, trust me.

That hospital thing nearly killed me.

But it all worked out, right? It could have been worse.

But he could have shown some consideration

and break his arm instead of shattering his knee.

-He's turned me into his mobility scooter. -He's crazy.

He goes to the bathroom three times an hour.

-So you're flying out? -Yes, tomorrow.

I'll catch my flight once he's released.

What did you decide?

That you will?

Tell me you're coming back to Israel.

If you tell me you are, I'll fire that drummer right now.

I can't work with you if you're over there.

You're not yourself when you're over there.

-Look at yourself. What is this? -Come on.

What is this?

Chasing people down the streets of Paris at night,

getting into fights. What have you turned into?

Jean-Paul Belmondo?

I'm bored.

We're at our best when we're together.

Right?

Man, your French woman...

Yoko Ono.

THE ATTACHE

Avner?

-Do you have a minute? -Yes.

About the contract.

I haven't had time to go through it.

It'll take me a few more days.

Okay?

I have to go to the bathroom.

Rivka.

What?

You haven't heard this from me.

That contract Ofra talked to you about? That proposal?

-That three year contract? -What about it?

She's putting it on hold for now. I don't know why.

What?

You never heard this from me. Don't get me in trouble.

She wants to tell you herself after the convention tonight.

Are you sure?

Sorry, honey. I've gotten used to you.

As per Security's request... Eyal, listen.

Entrance will be done with a three minute delay.

Please, everyone, follow procedure. Don't talk to anyone,

-not even reporters. -Especially not reporters.

Right.

-Rivka, are you done? -Yes.

Good. Thank you. So, tonight's lineup is as follows,

Annabelle will give the opening speech,

she'll tell her Alyiah story...

"Avshalom: I'm in Paris. I'll pick up Uri from school."

"Good luck tonight."

-Who's that, your husband? -What?

-Yes. -Is everything alright with him?

What?

I'm really asking.

Thank you, he's fine.

Good. Okay.

following Annabelle, the Senior Rabbi, the agency Chair,

and I'll close the speech portion, and that's it for now.

-Good luck. -Bye.

Annabelle?

Yes?

I need a word with you after the convention.

-Right. Sure. -Good.

Honey!

How was staying with your grandparents?

What happened to your face?

It's nothing. I fell off my bike.

-Does it hurt? -No.

Come on.

Come on, honey. Let's go visit Said.

You and Mom are in a fight, right?

It's because you don't want to stay in Paris.

Right?

Uri, we're going back to Israel soon.

Do you miss Israel?

Not anymore.

I've gotten used to my friends from preschool.

Maybe you should just tell Mom you want to stay in Paris,

or she wouldn't let you in the house.

Come on.

Hey.

How are you, Uri?

Said, what happened to the restaurant?

The restaurant?

You mean all this mess? It's nothing.

There was a huge party here. Not one, not two, three, my friend!

People danced here all night long and broke everything.

Shall I make you an omelet?

Something else, maybe?

Dad, can I?

Yes, but wash your hands first. Go on.

I'm going to the bathroom for a few minutes.

Do you mind? Thanks.

What? Carol?

-I can't believe it! -Annabelle!

It's so great to see you!

-How are you? How long has it been? -Since high school.

Since high school... What are you doing here?

Are you thinking about doing Alyiah?

No, I'm just accompanying friends. I'm really here by chance.

What are you doing here? Didn't you move to Israel?

I have, and now I'm back as an Israeli delegate.

I'm the attaché speaking here today.

Do you work here at the Israeli embassy?

Yes, I'm the Alyiah attaché.

I'm the "Alyiah success story".

Have you been crying?

And I have to go onstage with a big smile now

and talk about how great it is there.

That's good, isn't it?

Some people will make their dream come true,

others will be completely crashed.

And I need to tell them to leave their home, and it's difficult.

So...

-I'm sorry for dropping this on you. -No, no, it's fine.

It's going to be fine.

-Let's have some coffee sometime? -Yeah, sure.

I'd love that.

People are waiting for me.

So... Until we meet again.

See you.

Do you all remember the plan?

You're at table 3.

Don't say a word.

Carol, is everything okay?

Okay. Let's get started.

Spread around.

Act normally.

Remember,

the security guards are all armed, so be careful. Let's do it.

Hello?

-Hey. -Hey.

Did you pick up Uri? Was he happy to see you?

Yes, he was.

-He's okay. Are you at the convention? -Yes.

Good.

Good luck.

Hey...

How about going to the river for a bit later, you and me?

We can talk about Paris.

-I've made a decision and... -Monkey.

Ofra's canceling my contract.

What?

-Did she tell you that? -No, Avner...

Rivka told me that Ofra is going to tell me after the ceremony.

I'm sorry for all the fuss I made about that contract.

-Listen, I need to... -You have to go now.

What?

-I need to go. -No, wait.

Rana?

I have to go. Can you watch the boy?

-What's wrong? -Just watch the boy. Okay?

-Sure. -No problem.

Uri. I love you.

Thank you, Rana.

-Dad, is everything okay? -What?

Yes, of course. Stay here, okay?

Next year in Jerusalem...

I'd like to call to the stage our Alyiah attaché in Paris,

Mrs. Annabelle Cohen. Please. Thank you.

Hello, my name is Annabelle.

Eight years ago, I moved to Israel by myself.

But I must say that I wasn't motivated by Zionism.

All I cared about was the beach, the sun and fresh watermelon.

And I must confess,

I was only going to go on a year's vacation at the agency's expense,

and then return to my family, who had stayed in Paris.

So what went wrong with my plan?

I fell in love with my husband, a funny Israeli guy,

and I moved in with him a month later,

in a 30 square meter apartment, but only 250 meters from the beach!

Then the war started,

and at the end of my first year in Israel,

there was a knock on my door one night,

and a family was standing there, a couple with a baby.

They had to leave their home because of the bombings.

It turned out that my husband, like many other Israelis,

has put us on the host list,

and invited that family to stay with us,

in our tiny apartment, without consulting me first.

I realized that Israel is like one big family.

It can get crowded sometimes,

but it's home.

I had stayed in Israel ever since. We've started a family,

and for anyone who's deliberating whether or not to do Alyiah,

my advice is, give it a try,

just for one year, and maybe, you'd be as lucky as I was,

-and you'll fall in love and... -Lies! Lies!

Free Palestine! Free Palestine!

Free Palestine! Free Palestine!

Justice to Palestine!

Why don't you tell them about the missiles your army's launching?

Or about the innocent people who are getting killed in Gaza?

We speak to all French citizens in this room,

do not move to that racist apartheid state!

Just a minute...

-You conquered a country 70 years ago! -Hold on.

Let him go. Tzahi, let him go. Sir...

may I ask your name?

What's your name?

Were your parents born in France, or did they immigrate here, too?

Allow me to guess that they are immigrants, too.

Do you think your parents are conquerors?

When my parents moved here, they were looking for work,

they didn't invade a country.

Your parents came here to give you a better future than their own past.

And you should move to Israel for the same reason.

-Israel is the place... -That's a lie!

Annabelle, you're lying. Stop it.

Look me in the eye and tell me you're not lying.

Carol...

Annabelle and I are childhood friends.

And we talked before the ceremony.

Am I lying?

No.

Before the convention, she told me that some of you

will fall to pieces over there.

And that she hates that she has to go onstage and lie to you...

Am I lying about that?

I'm sorry.

What happened in there?

Couldn't you watch your mouth?

I know, I screwed up.

Zero diplomatic behavior.

You are representing a country, dammit!

Fine.

No, it's not fine.

What difference does it make?

Excuse me?

Say it, Ofra. Just say it already.

I know that you're going to cancel my contract.

Regardless of what just happened.

So what difference does it make whether I'm diplomatic or not?

Do you have any idea what I had to sacrifice for that fucking contract?

I'm doing it for you. It's a hard decision for me.

Let me help you. I quit.

Annabelle, I suggest you take a deep breath.

I'm not a little girl that you can boss around.

Get away from me.

I see.

Don't bother coming to the embassy again.

Expect a notice of termination.

Annabelle?

Leave me alone, Tzahi.

I'm sorry, Annabelle, I have to escort you.

No, you don't. Haven't you heard?

I'm not the attaché anymore.

"Avshalom: I'm waiting for you at the bridge."

"Annabelle: I'm on my way."

Hey.

Hey.

Honey.

How are you? How was your flight?

-How's Ovadyah? -He's Ovadyah.

-And our garden? Has it dried out? -A bit.

Hey...

She fired me.

I'm unemployed.

I'm not a damn attaché anymore.

-I'm sorry. -No...

What was I thinking, huh?

All those dresses and...

and those damn high heels.

I'm such an idiot.

You know what's the worst of it?

I was so sure that I was good at my job.

-You are. -No, no. No, stop it.

I can't do anything right.

I couldn't find myself in Israel, so I dragged us all out here.

And I failed.

I'm just not right for it.

You were right.

All along.

Let's go home, okay?

My parents have Uri. You can make me a salad and schnitzels.

I feel like having schnitzel.

Come on, let's go.

So? You'll give up your high heels?

I'll go back to wearing my flip flops in Israel.

Listen...

What is it?

What is it?

I went to Ofra.

I asked her to fire you.

What?

She didn't want to.

I don't understand what you're saying.

I knew that if I had told you "no" myself,

you would hold it against me for the rest of your life.

Did you really do that?

Why?

-Answer me. -Because I wanted it all to be over.

Ever since we came here, I've been nothing but jealous of you,

and terrified that you don't need me anymore.

We are about to go home, that's what you wanted, didn't you?

So why did you tell me?

Because you haven't failed.

I wish you'd crash here, but you don't.

I can't let you go back this way.

So what now?

I'm here with you.

Damn this city.