Possessions

But how? There was no sperm, no signs of attack.

She only took a hit on the head, probably from the fall.

That's why she's having an MRI?

Of course. Maybe she's confused. They wanna make sure...

That's because of what he did to her.

But she didn't see him. Nobody saw him.

She was attacked from behind and she lost consciousness.

-You saw him... -This is him. I know, okay?

He attacked her. He tried to burn me alive.

Why do you have to be told everything a thousand times?

Be quiet!

Let's go somewhere else, okay?

Come.

-Would you calm? -Yes.

But you know, it is strange. She never talked about him before.

It's an old story.

Old story, but also, when you knew it's connected,

you didn't come to us.

It's not Wild West here.

I understand. I apologize. It's my mistake, okay?

I went to her house, I wanted to talk with her.

Mmm-hmm.

And we decided to go to the police station

but she wanted to go to the funeral.

And I couldn't say no.

You know, the file you gave me from Nice

says his family thinks she gave him drugs.

Yes, they closed the case because the man is a psycho.

Really.

Why the hell did he try to burn you?

Jealousy. Okay?

He wanted to be with her, like, all the time. To watch her.

-This is what she said? -Yes.

-That he wants to watch her. -Yes.

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

I'll be in touch with you.

-Okay. -Thank you.

-Feel better. -Just a question.

Does she still have to be under house arrest?

Because there's no reason not to end it.

-We know our job. -Yes, and I know mine. So...

What?

Does she still have to be under house arrest?

No. Thank you. Get well soon.

Check the apartments

overlooking Natalie and Eran's.

Those that can see in.

(IN ENGLISH) There is no bleeding, no injury.

So everything is fine?

Are you of Tunisian origin?

You don't look it, but is there someone in the family...

My mother.

Why do you ask?

Well, it's still just preliminary,

but have you heard of CIP?

It's a rare syndrome.

Where there is no sensitivity to pain.

I've never heard of something like that.

It's a gene mutation

which affects the number of endorphins in the brain.

And we have found that you have a reduced amount.

It's not yet at a critical level, but we do have to check it.

The mutation is common among Tunisian Jews,

but it's hard to diagnose because people who have it

never complain or cry because they don't feel pain.

Sorry, Doctor, but this is stupid.

-I can feel pain... -But you have bruises and scars

that you don't know where they come from.

It's gonna be okay.

Hmm.

What did they say?

Nothing. They found nothing in particular.

They'll arrest him, so don't worry.

What?

Your eyebrow is burned.

It's not a big deal.

I actually never knew what it was for, anyway.

Eyebrows are important. They protect the eyes from sweat and from dirt.

Really?

Wow, you know a lot.

Are you going to be okay?

I'm sorry.

No, it's not your fault.

Are you sure?

Thank you.

(IN HEBREW) No, afraid not.

Never seen him.

Thank you.

Does this young man look familiar?

Maybe...

Yes.

He lives upstairs. An immigrant worker, right?

Thank you.

What's wrong?

Stay in your apartment.

The next floor up.

Police!

Clear!

Fuck.

A peeper. That's Eran and Natalie's apartment.

Okay.

The bastard's been in Israel a month. Get it?

I bet he's the guy we saw on the security camera recordings,

before the wedding,

just after the henna ceremony.

It must have driven him mad.

Check Natalie's apartment for Alex's prints.

Fuck.

His last Google search, two hours ago.

The fastest route to Ramallah.

Shit.

May we come in?

Uh...

Put that in the fridge, please.

No, Patrick, you can just put it right here.

Thank you so much.

-Is this a new consular service? -Yes, it's all for your weekend.

-Thank you. -Thanks.

You okay?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.

-Are you getting over it? -Yes.

Someone tried to burn you alive, that's big.

I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. It's just my job.

Things are already bad enough with the Israelis, don't you think?

And I am sorry, but I'll fix this situation, I promise.

No, no, you won't do anything.

You're done pretending you're James Bond now.

Michelle will be taking over.

She went and contacted Alex Peretti's family.

So from now on,

I want total transparency with the authorities. Okay?

Plus, it won't exactly be easy

now that Natalie's ex has fled to Palestine.

-What, Peretti's in Ramallah? -Mmm-hmm.

It's outside their jurisdiction.

We could do what we can to try to localize him.

Karim, are you even listening to me, for God's sake?

I'm sorry, but, really, we're onto something big here.

We? Who's we, huh?

Well, Ms. Amiel and me.

I want you to fill Michelle in and get some rest, please.

Am I suspended?

Didn't you hear what I said?

Go to the beach, to a café, or go on Tinder if you want to.

-That isn't gonna stop me. -Right.

That's exactly the problem.

Take a shower, sweetie. I can smell the smoke.

Why on earth did you go to the funeral? What got into you?

I just wanted to say goodbye.

Weren't you supposed to watch her? Why did you let her go?

Oh, come, Dad, I'll make you tea.

I just can't believe it.

Alex crashing the wedding.

What did they say at the hospital?

I told you, nothing.

But you fainted.

And then what?

It's okay. I'm fine.

Oh, no. No, no, you're not fine.

Tell me now. Just tell me.

Come on.

Did I ever cry when I was little?

Hmm?

Why do you ask me that? Why?

-You always used to say... -I said what?

"Natalie never cries."

Really?

And what? Why did you go with him?

-Alex? -No, no, I mean, that Arab.

-Karim? -Yes, Karim.

Did he touch you or offend you in any way?

Are you crazy?

You can tell me.

I won't judge you.

But...

You realize Eran was just buried?

I don't think that she cares about that, frankly.

-Shut up. Shut up. -Why?

Don't you see you're asking too many questions?

-Shut up. -Wait. Is that what you mean?

Did I fuck Karim in the bathroom at the cemetery?

No, that's not what I meant.

I just want to know if...

Perhaps, inside the car...

Yes? What?

Well, maybe that he said something in the car.

Or maybe that he did something or just gave you a look,

I mean, sometimes that's all it takes.

All it takes for what?

-To turn him on? -God, no.

Oh, God, no. Sweetheart, please.

That's not what I meant at all.

Do I disgust you?

-Look at me. Look me in the eyes. -No. I'm looking at you. No.

I see the way you look at me since the wedding.

I disgust you, right?

Of course not, honey. Of course, you don't.

I... I thought the guys were the problem.

-Yes. -Alex, Eran...