My brother!
Yeah?
Sevgev, it's still early there.
Once the courts open up, I'll refile the warrants for the drivers.
They aren't the focus anymore.
I need you to do something else.
Are you peeing?
This kid's on my bladder. So, what are you saying?
I was wrong about Isaac. He was hired by someone else.
What? How do you know that?
I'll tell you everything but not on the phone.
Segev, what have you done?
I'm gonna send you a photo. It's the man that broke into my house.
The guy I killed.
You got this picture how?
I found out he was at my wedding.
I can't explain how. I just need you to find out who he is.
Segev, what the fuck is going on over there?
Tali, please. Find out what you can. We'll talk later. Thank you.
Bro?
You asleep? We gotta get out of here.
Where?
I need to know if Dani was a part of this.
Part of what?
That whole memorial was a show. Her parents, the Wexlers disappeared.
What are you talking about?
I don't know, but I think it's got something to do with who killed her.
We know who did it... We know who killed her.
I can see their blood on your boots.
But someone hired them.
And bombed my house. It's gotta be part of the same thing.
Segev, all we know is that...
Dani's dead,
her parents disappeared, and the drivers... We were sloppy.
They're gonna find those bodies. We need to get out of here.
Bro, Dani was coming here the day she died. Why? Why?
Okay, it's super blurry, yeah?
Did you snap this while you were running?
It's a still from a video. It's as good as we're gonna get for now.
Nothing you can do?
I remember you managed to remove your back hairs
from our vacation pictures a few years ago.
-You can't do any of that magic? -You're never gonna forget that, huh?
Okay, I'll do everything in my power.
All these facial recognition programs are still in their infancy.
It's all good. I'll give it a shot.
All right, I'm leaving.
Have to get back to the station before my boss does.
I'll find a bathroom along the way. Thank you very much for the help.
My pleasure.
I can trust that this stays between us, yeah?
-I can keep a secret... -Okay.
...if it benefits me.
I understand.
I've never in my life envied anyone like I envy the son of a bitch
that jerked it into a cup and made this happen.
Nice. Very...
Nice. Very romantic.
But you remember that we already did this dance
and you were the one that bailed, right? Not me.
And I'm the one that made this happen.
Maybe I can come over tonight and make you a nice meal?
I don't think so.
I'll massage your feet after.
Deal.
Now I really gotta pee.
They thought you deserved a friendly face.
Tamir, what the--? What is this shit?
You weren't taken on my order.
I thought it'd be more informative to keep you in the field.
This is completely unnecessary. Tell me what you want to know.
What?
Come on. What is this related to?
To the fact that Eitan's driver was killed?
I talked to the guys about this already.
I don't know anything beyond what I've already said.
Tamir, come on now. What is this shit?
Kidnapping me from my house as if I'm some wanted terrorist?
And what is all this? You think if I wanted to lie...
I wouldn't know how? You know I'd be able to.
Okay, let's start again. State your name.
Wait, wait. Just wait!
I've been answering these fucking questions for two days.
you forget who I am outside of this place.
You are here because those days are behind you.
You have no standing. Okay?
You have no voice other than what we allow.
At best, you were derelict in your duty.
But at worst, you blundered in ways that cannot be undone.
So you will sit there and tell us what we want until we are satisfied.
Is that clear?
State your name and age.
Sorry. I saw them pull up, decided to circle the block.
What did the dance people say?
She didn't have an audition there.
We even sure she was a dancer?
Yes, she was a fucking dancer. I saw her dance at Batsheva.
I mean, let's face it.
They're weird dances. She couldn't have faked it?
She didn't fake it.
Now, tell me about Danielle Azulai.
-What do you want to know? -Everything you're capable of telling me.
A dancer at Batsheva that I had an affair with...
until she died in a car accident not long ago.
Where did you meet?
At an event, a fundraiser for her dance company.
How?
A dancer friend introduced us.
Did you have other affairs like this one?
With other dancers?
-Yes. -How many?
Dancers?
Five.
Bravo.
Does your wife know about all these dalliances?
Yes.
You don't say. Is she also free to sleep around?
A little unfair, no?
So...
was there anything...
unique about your romance with Danielle?
She was married.
The entire time you were together?
Did it bother you that she was married?
Why did it bother you?
Because I was in love with her.
I don't know shit. I never asked her.
And whatever she told me was probably-- Wait, wait. I think I just...
This doesn't have to be a horror story. Could be something simple.
Could be some bad mistake.
We'll get to this place, ask some questions, feel a little better.
But after that, you have to go home. Be with Ella.
Grieve your wife. So she kept some secrets.
-I don't think it's that simple. -It never is with you, bro.
Sometimes, finding out the truth just adds to the hurt.
You never liked her.
She was too hot for you, that's all.
Stop here, that's it.
Danielle lived here?
Sophie did. With her parents.
They're not home, brother.
Go around.
-See something? -Nothing.
-Are we really gonna do this? -Yes.
Some things you never forget, huh?
What?
I've never seen her this young.
She didn't want you to.
What are you, fucked up? They saw us, man. They called the fucking police.
-Do you think they saw the van? -No way. Relax.
-What are we doing? -Relax. Everything's okay. Slow down.
Slow down. Everything's okay.
-What are you doing, bro? -They know it's us. They saw us!
What are you doing? What are you doing?
What's wrong with you?
What did you do?
It's after 3. Tell the bitch to call you back.
My brother's in Los Angeles. He forgets the time.
You don't owe me an explanation.
I'm pregnant and horny, and you just happened to be around. No more, no less.
Just keep your fucking phone quiet.
I need my rest.
Okay.
Let's dump it here.
-What about burning it? -We shouldn't.
Are you crazy? That cop has a dash cam. They'll have us on tape.
Burning it draws attention. We leave it here.
They'll strip it for parts. It'll disappear on its own.
Now your brain works? We could have used that before they sicced the police on us!
-What are we doing out here? -I didn't tell you to ram that cop!
No. You said we had to find Isaac. So we found him. Not good enough.
So we hunt down the hitmen and we execute them in public!
You made us fucking murderers in America!
And still it's not good enough!
I made us murderers? I made us murderers?
We killed people in Mexico we didn't even know.
At least this time, it was for more than a paycheck!
You make a big show of having my back.
You begged me to go to Mexico. I didn't want to, but I had your back.
You get nightmares still?
Good, you fucking deserve them...
for dragging me to that hellhole with you.
Look at what's become of you. You're just a fat fucking coward.
fuck you
and your lying cunt of a wife.
She deserved what she got.
I need to go back and pack up my apartment.
It's not gonna be safe there anymore.
What are you gonna do?
Go back to the city. There's stuff I gotta do.
It's over. You need to wake up.
The cops are gonna be looking for us. Your wife is dead.
This train goes straight to JFK.
You need to go back to Tel Aviv before it's not an option anymore.
I shouldn't have asked you to come.
I can do the rest myself.
-I'll find you before I leave. -Say her name.
What?
Say her name. Say your wife's name.
Danielle Azulai never existed.
She was just a story. A lie.
And she told you that lie every day till the day she died.
Look at what we're doing. We killed people for what?
For what? A woman that doesn't exist.
Dude, I love you. You're my brother.
But this woman? This Sophie? Fuck her.
You never knew her.
She didn't love you.
You don't know that.
Who would do this to someone they love?
Forgive me.
I understand your anger.
But this is the life we chose.
And we're nearly done.
I believe what you've told me so far is the truth.
I appreciate your cooperation
and I promise to communicate that back to our superiors.
What they do with it, well, that's not my department.
But I'm sure they'll take your long, loyal service into consideration.
I only have one last question.
After an entire career in Intelligence...
how is it that you were unaware...
that Danielle Azulai was CIA?