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GAZA
RIMAL NEIGHBORHOOD, HAMAS LEADERSHIP BUREAU
Honored Sheikh,
I've lost a lot in my lifetime.
Five children and two wives
instantly turned into ashes.
And not just them,
but also my brothers-in-arms, my fighters and soldiers.
I'm not the only one.
Is there anyone in this room
who hasn't lost friends, loved ones and family?
We appreciate your sacrifice, Abu Mohammed,
but we're not here to listen to this propaganda talk.
Had you bothered to inform me about last night's operation,
I'd have told you to abort it.
All these vendettas of yours will drag us into unnecessary war.
Honored Sheikh, it's not a vendetta.
Look what's happening in the West Bank.
Had Chairman Abu Ammar seen how his men are convening with the Jews
at the Shin Bet offices,
I swear to God, he'd return to Tunisia ashamed.
We must get rid of both the Zionist Occupation
and the unfaithful collaborators working with the disloyal Authority.
God have mercy. They died as Shahids.
They killed three men, including two commandos.
God have mercy.
I spoke with Abu Mohammed,
he says it's a great victory and wishes you good luck.
May God be with you.
Do we know what happened to Hamdi and Ibrahim?
I'm looking into it. Don't worry, just focus on your mission.
We know our mission, Fauzi,
but what if there's a collaborator among us?
We're not here to die as Shahids. We must first find out what happened.
I said, I'm looking into it!
And if any of you are getting cold feet,
then you can go back to Gaza right now.
Relax, Fauzi, we're just asking.
All right, look after yourselves.
And have faith in God.
Hamas' military wing claimed responsibility
for yesterday's heroic attack in Israel.
Hamas' correspondent warns
that further attacks are in store for the Zionists
and their collaborators
from the disloyal Palestinian Authority.
Turbulent times lie ahead.
- Hello? - Hello, is this the butcher?
Wrong number, ma'am.
Wrong number.
- Hello? - Dad, how are you?
- Fine, and you? - Praise God.
- How's Mom? - She's fine.
Dad, was Ziad at the party last night?
- Yes, why? - I told him to keep an eye on Abu Fadi
and I haven't heard from him since.
Is the coach there?
No, he didn't come in yet.
Well, let me know if you see either of them.
- Why, is there a problem? - I don't know, Dad. Maybe.
Okay, Dad, I have to go. Kiss Mom for me.
Fauzi, take care, my son. Okay?
Goodbye.
Hey, Gabi.
How are you? You need anything?
Did you see that?
They really fucked us over.
It could've been worse.
You think?
There could be 20 commandos here in the West Bank
planning an all-out war against us,
and we've got no intel on them. None.
I want you to end this, got it?
Gabi, I'm in shock.
It's okay, I'm alive and mad as hell, you'd better stand back.
Have you two met?
No.
- You're Doron. - Yes.
Hila Bashan, Head of Gaza Desk.
She's supposed to know Hani Al Jabari better than any of us.
Perhaps she can stop this catastrophe from spiraling.
- Gabi, they just caught us off guard. - I know, but things are gonna change.
I promise you...
- Get this crap outta my face! - Hey, calm down.
Calm down.
Talk to me.
I see.
- Everything okay? - Give me a minute.
Um Maher, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
We'll find them.
I promise you we'll find them and make them pay for what they've done.
They'll pay a heavy price.
Goodbye.
Thanks.
What a mess, huh?
How will I show my face around HQ?
Gabi was right. I should've seen it coming.
- It wasn't only your fault. - Oh, yeah?
There isn't anyone I know better than Hani.
I know how much sugar he takes in his coffee,
I can recognize his voice in a second. I've even seen his X-rays.
I know him inside and out, but this I didn't see coming.
Say...
where are you from?
Kiryat Ono, and you?
Jerusalem.
Is that so?
- Married? - Oh, boy!
You were stuck in that village for a long time, huh?
Sorry.
So what's next after you go back there?
I have no idea.
We can't go through Nasser.
He'd never turn his son in, and Ziad, well...
he was a reasonable option up until last night.
Did you really haul his body in your trunk and dump it at the entrance?
What else could I do? Take it home?
Look, Doron, you must return to Dhahiriya and activate Bashar.
Dhahiriya isn't your concern. You run the Gaza Desk.
Hani's commandos are my concern and they're on your turf now,
- so I guess our turfs have merged. - Fine. Thanks for the coffee.
Doron, Bashar wants to impress his dad, who just got released,
and he admires you. You must take advantage of that.
How many years have you been Head of Desk? Three, five years?
And from the comfort of your air-conditioned office,
did you ever come face-to-face with an Arab?
Doron, I understand you don't want Bashar involved in this,
but look where were are now and what happened yesterday.
That insane attack came from your village, from Bashar's circles.
He's just a kid! The only thing on his mind is
becoming a Palestinian Muhammad Ali.
If he knew where Fauzi is, I'd know!
Doron, this is a first. Hamas has tried to raise funds
to send activists from Jordan, but getting a commando force in here
when we don't know how many there are
or what's their next target, that's new,
and that's why we need to try anything we can.
I know him, I've been his coach for six months now.
But you're not really his coach, are you?
Besides, if Bashar helps us, consciously or not,
it'll be easier for us to protect him.
Extraction program, collaboration,
maybe even issue him an Israeli ID card.
- You would've been a good handler. - So I've been told.
Don't you know you mustn't handle the handler?
You guys are the easiest to handle.
What's with you boys?
Come on, start training. Bashar, come with me.
Get crackin'!
Say, where's Abu Fadi? Have you spoken to him this morning?
No, why?
He's late. Call him, see why he's late.
You two, get in the ring.
Come on, get inside.
The person you have dialed is currently unavailable.
Please leave a message.
Why don't you talk to me? Why must I hear it from other people?
I want things like that to go through me. We'll talk. Bye.
What's up, bro?
You're going back to the village.
- That Desk operator is set in her ways. - Head of Desk.
I think it's irresponsible.
Even before you killed Ziad, this was risky. Now it'll be even riskier.
I can manage, bro.
I'm setting up a command post in Otniel with the team on standby,
five minutes away from you.
- Great, thanks. - And we'll pay Nasser a visit today,
so steer clear of the fight club today. And watch out...
for both Fauzi and the Desk operator.
- Head of Desk. - Head of Desk.
DHAHIRIYA, SOUTH OF HEBRON, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
- Hey, buddy, come here. - What is it?
We're the Palestinian Preventive Security. Where's Abu Fadi?
He's not here.
- He didn't come in today? - No.
- Hey, what are you doing? - Shut up.
Hey! What's going on here?
Are you Abu Fauzi?
Where's your son?
And your coach, Abu Fadi, why isn't he here?
I don't know where they are
and you have no right to be here. Please leave.
Get out!
Back off!
Cool it, Munir.
Your son is suspected of killing
the Head of the Palestinian Preventive Security.
And your coach is accused of aiding him,
so tell me where they are or I'll arrest you both!
Let go of her, you animal!
I said, let her go!
Your son is history, Abu Fauzi. Consider him dead. My condolences.
And we'd better find Abu Fadi as well or we'll be back. Got it?
Got it.
Good.
What?
What a hero, using a gun. Let's see you unarmed!
See you around, folks.
What's the matter with you, bro?
I asked, what's the matter with you?
- What's your problem? - You nearly killed her!
- You're a bleeding-heart leftist now? - Sagi!
We were told to slap them around, so I did.
- Something ain't right with you, bro. - Fine.
Fine.
Just keep driving, Herzl.
How's it going, sweetie?
Dad, I thought you're not allowed in here.
But I'm standing outside, see?
Wanna come outside?
- How're you doing? - Fine.
- How was school? - Fine.
- And are things okay in general? - Yeah.
- Where's Ido? - Dad, stop it.
I just asked where Ido is. Is he at home in his room?
I think so.
Isn't it nice here?
I think I'll put up a tent here with a double bed
- and come live here. What do you say? - Mom will be thrilled.
Dad, I'm stressed out. What if Mom shows up?
So we'll talk like two adults.
Don't worry, we won't fight.
I'm here because I'm going away again and I wanted to say goodbye.
Did Ido tell you why he won't see me?
I don't know, I guess he's angry.
- Dad, seriously, don't ask me. - Is Ido angry or is Mom?
Dad, please, I have no idea.
- Ido! - Dad, stop it, it's not funny.
- Ido, come out here! - Dad, stop!
Come out here for a sec!
- Dad, please stop it! - Sweetie, relax.
Come on out!
So you do hear me.
- What's going on? - You can't be here.
I'm here because you never come to the family center.
You and your presents aren't wanted here.
What's with you? Come talk to me.
Go away or I'll call the police.
Ido, stop it! Dad, just go!
Noga, Mom's on the way, so you'd better come inside.
It's okay.
Everything's okay.
All right?
Go inside.
Won't you come upstairs?
No, Dad, I'm meeting a friend on campus.
- I'll pick you up in an hour. - Even earlier. This won't take long.
I'll call you.
You should've seen the welcoming party.
The entire village arrived. It was so strange.
Did you tell him?
- You didn't, did you? - He's still in shock.
Yesterday, he tried to turn the TV on with the AC remote.
I'll tell him in a week or two after he adjusts.
Tell him already. He'll be happy, won't he?
Of course. I just need to think about how to break it to him.
I can't just say: Dad, I have a girlfriend,
she's amazing and smart, but a Bedouin.
- I need to think about how to say it. - As long as you say "smart and pretty."
Oh, look what someone sent me.
They wrote about me.
Did I tell you I'm going to Amman in two weeks?
For the Jordanian multiple weight class championship.
If I win, I could get sponsored, which means lots of money,
fights in Egypt, Dubai...
I won't be a construction worker. I'm getting outta here,
- and you're coming with me. - Yeah, let's leave tomorrow.
I'm not kidding, Safaa, why stay here?
Let's leave this dump.
DAD
- Don't answer it... - Come on...
Hi, Dad.
I'm on my way.
I'll be there in 15 minutes.
Okay. Bye.
I'll send you a postcard from Dubai
so you can see who you're dealing with.
"The champ from Hebron!"
NURIT: "COME ON, OPEN UP"
Hey.
Sorry, I'm busy preparing my bag.
You guys got an emergency call? Bummer.
Yeah, I was just...
on my way out.
Were you?
Like, right now?
Right now.
Enough already!
I've had it!
What do you want, Nurit?
Where's Yoav?
Abroad? At poker night? Doing reserves duty?
Let's not talk about it.
Not like this.
I want us to be together, like two normal people.
You call us "normal"?
It's not gonna happen, Sagi, don't you get it?
God damn it!
Bashar!
- Abu Fadi? - What's up?
Bro, they're looking for you.
Those Preventive Security bastards choked my aunt!
- Shameless fuckers. - How'd you get here? There's a curfew.
Through the valley. Is there anywhere I can stay?
- Yes. - Where I can lie low?
- Yes, but what do they want from you? - I'll tell you everything, but not here.
- Can you help me? - Of course.
Are you sure it's safe here?
Nobody ever comes here.
Buddy, you're a lifesaver.
No problem.
- What mess did you get into? - Bashar...
Hello, you've reached the Supervised Visitation Center.
For our Head Social Worker, press...
You're up early.
Yeah, I'm headed to the club.
- Why are you up? - I'm used to six a.m. roll calls.
Well, you're home now. Go back to sleep.
I won't fall back asleep. Want some coffee?
I'll have some later.
It's here.
Thanks.
In jail, they plan every second of your day.
Your coffee breaks, when you eat, shower...
It's so much easier.
Son...
it'll take us some time to get used to each other again,
but you should know I'm very proud of you.
Nasser told me you train hard, and that's most important.
It's that coach, Abu Fadi, isn't it? He's a serious guy.
Yes, Dad, very.
I need to find a job now.
At the party, Immad Al Natche told me: "Take your time,"
- and now he says: "Let's talk." - All right, so go talk to him.
I don't know. He's offering me a paying job, I won't take it?
On the one hand, I can't live off my released-prisoner pension,
but on the other hand, I swear, Bashar, I'm fed up with this.
I've devoted half of my life to them. Don't I deserve a break?
Sure, you do, Dad.
Go ahead and rest.
Gotta go.
- Thank you so much. - Don't thank me, my mom made it.
Can you tell me what's going on?
Are you involved in that mess with the Jews?
Of course not.
I know you sold explosives to Fauzi, so don't lie to me.
Fine, I did here and there, that's all.
But the other night at the party, someone told me: "Watch out,
the Preventive Security is here," so I took off.
The Preventive Security? Do you know if they caught Ziad?
I have no idea, I took off to my parents' in Jerusalem,
but they were waiting for me there, too. Now I'm wanted.
Wanted?! For what?
Nobody ever tells me anything.
Abu Fadi, talk to me, I'll help you.
Listen...
I have a big crate of explosives, new stuff from the IDF,
and now I don't know what to do with it.
Someone must've told them, so they're looking for me.
- Is it here? - No. I buried it outside the village.
What a mess.
Why did you ever get into it? You're a boxing coach.
You did it for money?
Trust me, if I could, all I'd do is coach you.
It'll be okay, Abu Fadi. I'll get you out of this.
"Defeat is not declared when you fall down,
it is declared only when you refuse to get up."
Who taught me that quote?
Okay, buddy, go practice and don't mention anything to anyone.
I'll be here for a day or two, and then I'm gone, don't worry.
I'm not worried, Abu Fadi.
Let's go, guys.
- Good morning, Uncle. - Hi, Bashar.
How's Auntie feeling?
Better.
Damn that Preventive Security. They're all traitors.
What do you want, Bashar?
How's Fauzi?
Fauzi?
- Why do you ask? - Just wondering how he is.
Uncle, I have a message for Fauzi.
What message?
I spoke with Abu Fadi, he's got stuff that Fauzi needs.
- Abu Fadi? - Yes.
Where is he? In the village?
That's not important. Can you give Fauzi my message?
Bashar, nobody knows where Fauzi is.
Certainly not since the incident. He's not in contact with anyone,
- not even with his mother. - I know, but if you hear from him,
- this could help him a lot. - Bashar...
don't get into this mess, I beg you.
You don't want to live like Fauzi, you hear?
I wish Fauzi had your talent, he'd have gone far.
Look after yourself. You have a promising future. Got it?
Don't worry about me, Uncle. I just wanted to help out my cousin.
Never mind, forget it.
Fine. What does Abu Fadi want to give Fauzi?
MILITARY BASE NEAR DHAHIRIYA
Bro, I feel like a guy at the mall whose wife is busy shopping
while he waits and waits.
What are you talking about?
- What's with Sagi? - Don't mind him, it's PMS.
What the hell?!
- What's up, ladies? - Everything's great.
The commandos are on our turf and we're sitting on our asses.
If there's any lead about them, you guys will be the first to know,
but right now, we wait.
We wait for the wife to leave the store
and say she didn't find anything.
Sagi, I'd like to have a word with you.
What's going on with you, Sagi?
- Everything's fine. - Let me rephrase that.
What made you lose your mind during the mission?
I was following your orders. Is there a problem?
Yes, because I hear this behavior has become your thing lately.
- What do you want from me, Eli? - You know who you remind me of?
Your friend Doron, who also had trouble following orders.
I thought you adjusted nicely. Maybe too nicely.
Fine. Are you done?
Listen, Sagi,
you're a great fighter and a great person,
but it's clear to everyone that something's eating at you.
You know you can level with me and that I'll keep it between us.
Thank you, Doctor. Can I go now?
- One more strike and you're out. - Excuse me?
You heard me. Your conduct is jeopardizing your teammates.
Eli, fuck you, I'm not switching teams!
- Is that so? - Yeah.
- That's all you have to say? - Yeah.
You son of a bitch! Who do you think you are?!
Your commander, so don't talk back!
If you don't get a grip,
people will die, you understand?
Your cell phone.
How's it going, Cousin?
Fine.
- I hear you've become a serious boxer. - Yep.
Come watch me train sometime, you and I will do a round.
- I hear you have something for me. - Yes.
Listen, Abu Fadi has to get rid of some explosives
because the Authorities are hunting him down,
so I figured maybe I can help him.
- Like helping out a friend? - Yeah, why not?
- Is there a problem? - What do you know about him?
Don't be paranoid. You guys checked out everything about him,
about his ex-wife, his previous job. What more do you need?
Listen to me, Bashar. Abu Fadi works for the Jews as a collaborator
- and he's using you to get to me. - That's nonsense.
You didn't know? Huh? Did you know or not?
Abu Fadi is a boxer and a coach from Jerusalem.
He's got medals. Google him!
He's with the Shin Bet, Bashar. Think about it. He sells me explosives
that end up killing two of my men.
He was seen leaving the party with Ziad, suddenly Ziad is missing.
Now he's setting you up and you're helping him out.
You're either stupid or a collaborator.
How dare you call me a collaborator?!
Me, a collaborator?
He told you to stay out of this, didn't he?
- And coming here was your idea, right? - Shut up!
Just shut up.
That's their tactic.
Those snakes get into your home, your life, your soul...
But he told me...
And by the time you notice, it's already too late.
But he coached me. He told me I was good,
a gifted boxer,
that I'd be great someday.
He's a liar, kid.
It's all lies.
Do you know where he is now?
Bashar, where's Abu Fadi?
In the shed behind our house.
Excellent.
Here's the plan: you call him up,
tell him I want the explosives
and that I'll meet him at the boxing club tomorrow at midnight
to make the purchase. Okay?
- What happens then? - It's okay, I'll handle it.
Just take a deep breath and relax.
- You okay? Can you talk normally? - Yes.
Abu Fadi?
What is it? Why aren't you asleep?
Never mind. I spoke with my uncle... I mean, my cousin.
He'll meet you tomorrow at the club at midnight, okay?
- You spoke to him? - Yes, it's a done deal.
I have to hang up.
- Bye. - Bashar...
You got lucky. You're a lucky kid.
Now, go on home.
Not a word to anyone, okay? As if nothing happened.
Bro, the club is a shitty location...
second floor and only one entrance.
It's best to get him outside, on the roof or on the street.
- He'll have his men with him for sure. - I don't know, Doron.
- Do you trust him? - Bashar? Of course.
But they're cousins.
- Where did he call you from? - How should I know?
Listen, I'm coming in with the team because this smells fishy to me.
- Abu Fadi? - What is it?
That's not your real name.
- What are you talking about? - Tell me your name!
- Sit down! - Did you lie to me?
It's Doron.
Your name isn't Abu Fadi, you liar! What's your name?!
Tell me your name! Are you a collaborator?!
A Jew? Why did you lie to me?!
Tell me your name!
My name is Doron.
Doron? What are you, a soldier? Police? What are you?!
How do you speak fluent Arabic?! What are you?
Why did you lie to me?!
Calm down! Calm down!
Listen to me. Your cousin is a murderer
- and it's my job to stop him. - Shut up!
- But it's got nothing to do with you. - Liar!
You're a great guy and a gifted boxer.
- You're dear to me. - Dear to you?
Fauzi knows you're here.
- He does? - Yes.
I don't know why I told you, you deserve to die!
See? Told you he'd come here.
Let him go, Fauzi, he doesn't know anything.
Drop your weapon.
Drop your weapon!
Hands up.
You people have no shame, turning a kid into a traitor.
Fauzi, he's got nothing to do with any of this, let him go.
Let him go!
Bashar!
Dad!
Fauzi, what are you doing?
Uncle, I'm sorry...
but your son is a traitor.
He tried to hide this bastard collaborator, this spy.
They teamed up to catch me.
Dad, he's lying! It's not what happened!
And then came here to warn him.
Move away from him.
Look how a Jew just fell into our hands.
Eli, Fauzi got away, I'm on his tail!
Guys, get back in the vehicle!
- Eli, he's eastbound. - I copy, Doron. We're joining you.
Drive down to the main street, we'll catch him there.
Go, go, go!
Stop! Stop! Don't move!