-[Manny] Good morning, Dean. -[Johnny] Let's go pack a bag.
[Dean] Mum, tell them I didn't do anything.
I changed my mind and told them not to come.
I only called because he scared me for a few minutes…
I'll look after you, I promise.
-A real promise, huh? -Promise, on my mother's life, I swear.
It's your fault, you lying bitch. What did you fucking tell them for? Why?
For God's sake, Dean Shaiman. Welcome home.
Your file isn't encouraging.
Warden, do us a favour, love, and put me and Dean in the same cell.
Seriously?
[Ankheisi] That's Zion Zorro. He's a psychopath.
A cold-blooded animal. Killed a girl with a rock.
-Spilled her brains out. -Really?
[Ankheisi] He's got trouble. Everyone wants him dead.
[Chelli] There's a drama room at the end of the hall.
It'll do you good. I can tell.
[man] You think Freddy will let you wander around without doing what he tells you?
Ankheisi!
[man] Open your mouth.
[Ankheisi] Him and his boss, Freddy Sussan,
have been trying to get me locked up for a year.
[Chelli] Put him in the cell with Zion Zorro.
-[man] He hasn't had a cellmate for years. -[Chelli] He can't wander around.
He saw it all. They'll eat him alive within the hour.
[Freddy on recording] Daniel Shaiman! [chuckles]
I'm out here waiting 'cause you didn't answer my messages. Not nice.
But here you are. I guess it's time that we settled our score. No?
[bleep]
[young Dean] Warden. Warden! Guard!
-[officer] What? -[Dean] Open up. I'm begging you.
-Or I'll be dead in an hour. -[keys jingle]
[key turning in lock]
-Where are you… Oh, for God's sake. -[Dean panting]
-[grunts] -[officer] Come here!
Get back here!
Come here, you little bastard.
Don't you dare try anything stupid.
-[Dean] All right, okay! -Do you know where you are? Huh?
-Don't move. Sit down! Sit down! -All right, all right!
-Okay! -Sit down!
[indistinct radio chatter]
Oh, for fuck's sake.
[sighs]
He won't hurt you.
He's your cellmate. It'll be fine.
They said he'll eat me.
Two years, and he hasn't eaten anyone yet.
Besides, you're too small to eat. It's not worth it.
[radio chatter]
[sighs] Did you say hello and introduce yourself?
-No. -Well, then, do it.
Go up to him and say, "Hi, I'm Dean."
"Happy Hanukkah."
I promise you, it'll be fine. Go and say "Happy Hanukkah."
Come on, say it. "Happy Hanukkah."
Come on. [sighs]
And don't you dare mess me around again.
[radio chatter]
[keys jingling]
[unlocks door]
[locks door]
Go on. "Happy Hanukkah."
Happy Hanukkah.
Do you like Hanukkah?
So is Purim better for you?
Because you seem full of happiness.
If you ask me,
my favourite is Arbor Day.
["Coming Home" by Uzi Ramirez playing]
[mellow acoustic guitar music playing]
♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Sweet baby, tonight ♪
[song continues over radio] ♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Sweet baby, tonight ♪
♪ I'm coming home ♪
♪ I'm coming home… ♪
[Tamara] Hey.
Dean?
Dean.
-What's up? What happened? -Uh…
Nothin'. It's Arbor Day.
What's that got to do with it? You're filthy.
Everyone's like this. We planted trees. Here, you plant it.
Why are you fucking me around? What happened?
It's Arbor Day. I said we planted trees.
-Fine. Take off your clothes, please. -I was about to…
No, I want you to do it here. You are dripping all over my house.
-Take off your clothes. -I'm gonna shower.
-Do I have to undress you? -Are you joking?
-I don't want to! -Take off your clothes now!
-What's wrong, what's wrong? No! -Take off all your clothes now!
I'm gonna have a… shower.
♪ Ooh ♪
What's this?
What? Is it real? What's this?
-♪ Babe, you've been crowding… ♪ -Where did you get it from?
♪ Up my mind… ♪
Do you know what this does?
-♪ So many… ♪ -Wanna see what it does?
-♪ …memories… ♪ -[Tamara] Let me show you what it does.
-Open your mouth. -♪ I'm coming… ♪
-Open your mouth. -What's wrong with you?
-It's not mine. I.. -Open your mouth and shut up, yeah?
-[gasps] -Open your mouth.
[Wild West-style music playing]
[music fades]
True story, I swear.
[raucous electronic music playing]
[music stops]
So my mum got pregnant with two of us, know what I mean?
So my twin Aaron saw our souls' contract, and he just said to me,
"This is gonna fail. I'm gonna abort," and I said, "What do you mean?"
He said, "Have you seen our parents? I'm not staying around for this, brother."
"Aaron, don't even think about it," but he bailed on me anyway.
"Have you seen whose womb this is?"
Anyway, my dad continued to beat up my mum even when he knew that she was pregnant.
Don't laugh with me. Cry. Just cry.
[scattered laughter]
Don't cry with me. Laugh! Know what I mean?
-[laughter] -He left me alone with these parents.
Yeah, but anyway, my dad kept beating my mum
while she was pregnant after having miscarried one baby.
And then my mum said, "That's it. I'm not staying with him."
He said, "If you have that baby without me, I'll kill you and then myself."
He's just great, and I share many of his characteristics.
So then… my mum ran away and had me on her own,
and when I was one, he planted a bomb in her car.
-Know what I mean? -[laughter]
What do you want from me? I'm just gettin' started.
-[scattered applause] -So he planted a bomb in her car.
How did they find out it was him?
All right. A, my mum has no beef with the criminal world at all.
[laughs] She's a legitimate businesswoman.
And B, it didn't blow up properly,
so my mum was like, "He can't do anything right!"
[laughter and applause fading]
[tense music playing]
[man whistling in distance]
Are you Dean?
All right. If you talk today in the interrogation,
I'll tell you what'll happen to your family.
They'll all end up like Ankheisi.
Do you get it?
[officer] Zorro, come on.
[rustling]
Happy Hanukkah, Dean.
Happy Hanukkah.
You like Hanukkah?
Fat woman's festival.
That's true. [chuckles]
[running footsteps outside]
[Chelli sighs]
I'm really sorry about your friend.
[inmates shouting in distance]
I liked him a lot.
I did, but life moves on.
Let's say it's hard for you because Armond, the intelligence officer,
will ask a few questions when you go in there.
-[shouting] -[key turning in lock]
And you saw who hurt your friend, I'm sure, yeah?
-[door bangs] -[lock clicks]
Will you tell him who it was?
Hello?
Who told you to keep shtum?
Zorro? Ankheisi? Or, uh, is Freddy involved?
Course.
You know if you keep those codes what'll happen.
You'll end up spending your entire life in jail.
Is that what you want? To spend your entire life in here?
So…
These are Ankheisi's things.
He has no next of kin to pick them up, so…
Take this. It's got some blood on it, but…
It'll suit you. Try it on.
Ankheisi taught you not to talk. I get it.
But he must've also taught you not to become anyone's pawn.
So have a little think.
What do you think will happen if you don't report them?
They'll say, "Thanks, man," and look after you in the canteen?
They won't.
So that's why.
I had a look at your charges and spoke to the youth prosecutor.
I can have you go home.
If you tell us everything,
soon you'll go home, yeah?
[tense music playing]
You tell the IO exactly what happened to Ankheisi,
and by the end of Hanukkah, you'll be home.
That's for the best.
[faint radio chatter outside]
[bedsprings rattle]
Think about it.
Okay?
-Is there drama today? -Yeah.
Okay. Let him out with the others.
Are you sure?
Do you have no pity?
[sighs] Come on, Dean.
Come on.
Are you doing all right?
-[Dean] Are you taking me for questioning? -No, no.
-When? -When we're ready for you.
-What's an IO? -Intelligence officer.
[Dean] Armond?
[clears throat] Armond Ben Shabbat.
Don't worry. It'll be okay. You're a strong kid. I can tell.
Why did Chelli say let me out with the others?
Better not talk, if that's what you're asking.
We can't provide you with 24-hour protection.
Will they kill me like they killed Ankheisi?
[officer] Come on.
-[door lock buzzes] -[song playing on speakers]
[singing along in Hebrew] ♪ Only because, only because ♪
♪ I felt miserable ♪
♪ I treated you like a bastard… ♪
I've been here for years. Freddy runs this whole prison.
He's got this place by the balls.
Better keep away from him until you get out.
♪ I won't raise my hand… ♪
[all cheering and whistling]
So first of all, I'd rather spend two years in grown-up jail
rather than two months in young offenders.
Teenage boys. You wouldn't wanna sit next to them on a bus,
so spending time with them in jail?
All these weirdos coming up to you saying,
"Hey, boy, where you from? What's that? Give us your shoes. Hello?"
"What you saying? You talk different. Where you from?"
"What are these? Give me your shoes."
Characters who lie in wait for you. Faces you've never seen outside.
The eyes are all black, no white in the eyes. Mate, all these weirdos.
"Where's Armond Miara? Why are you talking to Armond?"
Ah, man, all these kids,
they've all got skinhead haircuts, but somehow they've got combed hair.
They keep looking at you, and they're self-taught psychiatrists.
"We aren't normal people, you understand?"
They all have a story. You think my story's rough, you should hear theirs.
"My mum killed my dad right in front of me."
"I've got 17 brothers and sisters."
[chuckles]
Every time you think that… [laughs]
…it can't get any worse, it does.
"She killed herself right in front of me."
"And then my brother ate her."
Kids who slit their wrists for no reason. "I want the phone, but he won't give it!"
-"Ah!" -[inmates singing]
[wolf-whistling]
Thank you, thank you. All right!
-Please sit down. -[cheering]
-[woman] Well done. Sit down, please. -[inmates] Yeah!
[woman] Come on, come on. That's it, sit down.
Good. Well done, all. Sharif would be proud of you. So am I.
Uh… I'm sorry for spoiling the mood,
but, uh…
Chelli would like us to begin to discuss what happened to Ankheisi.
-[group muttering] -[woman] Uh…
I know it's unlikely you'll say anything from the heart,
so I thought we could start with an exercise called "First Memory."
[muttering]
-[inmate 1] Better not. -Who's first?
[inmate 2] What about the new boy?
Hello.
Wanna come up? All of these stars have already shone on this stage.
You can do something little, something silly and meaningless.
Not now.
-Rami? -[inmate 3] Rami!
-[inmate 4] Rami! -[woman] Rami, please.
-[inmate 4] Rami! -[woman] Your turn.
-Have a seat. -[inmate 5] Go on, lad!
-[woman] Go for it. You'll be fine. -[inmate 6] Just read the pamphlet.
I'm Nuriel Kramer. What's your name?
-I'm Lusha. -[chuckling] Lusha Sweater.
[Lusha] And you?
-[woman] Let me… -[Rami] I can't…
Dean.
-Dean what? -Shaiman.
Welcome. Nice to meet you.
We wanted to make sure that you've forgotten what you saw.
That you realise that you imagined the whole thing.
-[woman] …when he was little… -[Rami] …back in the cell…
[woman] Oh, yeah.
[tense music playing]
[woman] You will learn to appreciate them…
Take this. A blessing for the home. It keeps the sorrow away.
[woman] That was nice, Rami. Really good.
-Right, give him a hand, everyone. -[clapping]
All right, you, come on up.
-[inmate 4] Ooh, go on, go on! -[woman] May His Honour rise.
-[shuffling] -[inmate 1] Fuckin' prick!
-[inmate 2] Don't throw it back… -[inmate 1] Oi, bastard. Come here.
-[inmate 3] Bastard! We see you! -[inmate 1] Man, we can see you!
-Dickhead! -[inmate 3] Fucking…
-[inmate 1] Snitch! -[inmate 3] Throw back my shoes, pussy!
-We can see you! -[inmate 4] Now!
[inmate 1] Hey! Throw it to me!
-Oi! -[inmate 3] Fucking shit!
-[clinking] -[inmate 1] Pussy!
[bars rattling, inmates shouting]
-[inmate 3] Say something now! -[clattering]
[inmate 3] I dare you!
[inmate 1] Speak up! Speak up, kid!
-Fucking look at me! Dickhead! -[inmate 3] Pussy!
[inmate 1] Hey, where the fuck you going?
-Got a card for this? -[inmates jeer]
[inmate 1] Look who it is!
-Come, come here. -[inmate 3] Welcome home, boys!
-[inmate 1] Fuckin' hell, it's a boy band! -[laughter]
[officer on PA] Yard time, 15 minutes.
-Yard time, 15 minutes. -[inmate 1] Quickly!
-[alarm bleeps] -[lock clicks]
[door bangs]
Have they questioned you yet?
[objects rustling and clattering]
-What you gonna say? -[alarm bleeps]
[door bangs]
Then they'll leave me alone. Freddy Sussan and the guy with eyes like the devil.
[birds chirping]
There's half a card left here. Call your mum.
On me.
-[clattering] -Really?
[glass smashes]
[phone buttons clicking]
[ringing tone]
[poignant music playing]
Hello. You've reached Varda Shaiman. Please leave a message.
-[bleep] -Just to say I love you, Grandma.
Is everything all right? All's good with me.
I'll be home soon, so don't worry.
And check on Mum because Dekel is all alone with her.
[dialling tone]
[television drama in Hebrew playing]
[woman moaning, laughing]
It runs till 35:21. It's nearly finished.
[woman] Oh!
Is this your punishment?
[faint radio chatter]
-[keys jingle] -I'm Dean.
-Zorro. -All right.
[Zorro] Come here.
Warden Chelli told me if I talk, I'm gonna get out.
-And? -You think that's true?
They can get a blowjob if they're a witness for Armond,
if they help him nail someone.
Visits, holidays, weekends off,
early release, you name it.
You been asked?
No reason to. Got nothing to say about anybody.
-Shit. -It's shit and a blessing.
And what would you do? Talk and walk, or keep quiet and stay?
Where'd you get the gun?
[upbeat music playing]
[woman] Dean, put that cigarette out, please.
Do you hear me?
It's a true story. I swear.
Come on.
You want the truth? What happened?
[slow country music playing]
TRAVELLERS OF ISRAEL
[birds chirping]
[donkey snorts]
[Dean] I was told that there was this family of terrorists in Jaljulia
who sell guns on the cheap.
And I'm not too far from Jaljulia, and Arabs like donkeys.
So I took the donkey, and we went.
But, man, things did not turn out as smoothly as I thought they would.
Turns out Arabs aren't as hospitable as people say.
I also discovered they're not too keen on donkeys either.
We knocked on at least 40 doors.
So I get Fatma, Fatma, and, at last, a Fatima.
Must have been 100. She was 100 years old, I swear.
I said, "Fatima, let's do a deal. You take the horse, I get the gun."
"He's a bit short, but healthy, and he'll take you wherever you need."
[chuckles]
How'd you end up in here?
[Tamara] Just tell me if he's all right.
-Just go, Tamara. -Why can't you answer? I don't get it.
[sighs]
Are you punishing me 'cause you think I'm a monster?
I swear, Tamara, I just want facts, not thoughts.
-[scoffs] And what do you think they are? -That you called the police on your son.
Well. Do you have kids?
-Bye. -Hold on a second. Hold on.
Can you just tell him I love him and to watch out for himself,
and I'm thinking about him and… and…
-Bye. -And that he should take care…
[radio chatter]
[door opens]
Look at you. I remember you being taller, but you aren't, are you, huh?
You're tiny, tiny, tiny!
-Wanna talk to Mama? -What?
Mama. Wanna talk to your mum?
No.
Okay.
[dialling tone]
Mum's number?
03275, yeah?
116.
-There you are. -[ringing tone]
[Tamara] Hello?
-Mum. -Dean?
Dean? [gasps]
-Yeah. -Mum's little sweetheart. Are you okay?
Hey, Mum, what's the matter? Are you crying?
-[sniffles and laughs] No. -[click]
Sorry, the prison service has cut the budget for long outgoing calls.
[officer outside] Come here, you maniac!
Get over here! Come on!
[inmate] Am I being let out?
So, Dean Shaiman,
have you decided you're going to fuck up your life forever?
Okay, you know, a day or two inside, you can forget, you should forget.
Six months will scar you forever. That will fuck up your whole life.
You see that door? I want you to walk through
and save yourself and your family before it's too late.
Because you will ruin your brother's, mother's and grandmother's lives
and they won't forgive you for what you put them through.
You'll destroy their will to live, and they'll never forgive you.
[pensive music playing]
Understood?
Are you gonna speak?
Good. Right.
Glad to hear it. Was starting to think you wanted to stay locked up.
[tapping]
[door lock buzzes and clanks]
[man whistling]
Hungry?
-I can make you a corn stew. -[keys jingle]
My last cellmate said it was the best thing he ever had in his life.
Who was it? Was he let out?
Like everyone. They all come and go.
Turned this place into the Ofek summer camp.
Why you here alone?
That's what I asked for.
And why?
-1,251 chickens. -What?
They serve chicken every Friday. 1,251 chickens left.
-That's 24 years, mate. -How'd you work that out so fast?
I've got a problem in my brain.
[chuckles] Yeah, me too.
You're a tourist, aren't you?
You're here for what? A few months?
A year?
You'll soon be going home, huh?
No idea.
The ones who get the chance, they go home.
Am I wrong?
[Dean sighs]
[Dean] Is there no hot water?
Sometimes.
So what do you do in winter? Do you shower in cold water?
That's right.
Do you get in?
Every other day.
-Not today. -[water stops]
[tapping]
[boy] Come here, kid. Come here.
Don't be scared.
[inmates shouting in distance]
I'm Freddy Sussan.
And you, you're Dean Shaiman.
From Tel Aviv, arrested on suspicion of…
Well, well.
What you did wasn't nice.
I swear I didn't do what it says, yeah?
Dean Shaiman, I really don't care about your petty crimes.
They don't bother me. [clicks tongue]
But how?
Uh…
How can a person raise a baseball bat on his mother?
-And then threaten to kill her? -I didn't threaten my mum. Give me that.
I will decide after you decide
if your mum and brother, who live at…
17 Kingdom Martyrs Street, flat six,
die or live, all right?
Good.
Warden Tully,
can people hurt my family from in here?
[Tully] No, no, don't worry.
Where are you taking me now?
-For questioning. -[lock buzzes]
[keys jingle]
[Armond] Happy Hanukkah. How are you?
[sighs]
Is that Coke?
Hmm.
[inmates chatting outside]
They took me to an intelligence officer.
Intelligence officer, the stupidest person you've ever seen.
They ask all these questions. "What happened?"
Everyone plays dumb. "I don't know. I was asleep. I was in the shower."
And he's like, "Something doesn't add up."
"How could you have been asleep and in the shower?"
-"Didn't the shower wake you up?" -[laughter]
There you go.
[alarm bleeps]
[door creaks]
[alarm bleeps]
[door bangs shut]
So your warden explained everything to you.
What happened yesterday?
[keys jingle]
[faint radio chatter]
[Dean sniffs]
Warden Chelli separated me and Ankheisi.
[Armond] Hmm?
-She sent him to his cell. -[Armond] Huh.
Because there was no spare room on the block, she kept me at the entrance.
[Armond] And?
-Then, in the morning… -[Armond] Yes?
…they opened the cells, and everyone left.
[Armond] Go on.
Ankheisi came out of his cell.
-And then someone came up to him. -Who?
Uh…
Um…
John Doe.
Who's John Doe?
John Doe.
That's the part where he takes notes, you know?
"So tell me what happened." "I was sitting in the garden."
They ask questions assuming you have the memory of a professor.
"Where were you in January? December?"
-"2005?" -[laughter]
-[applause] "I was at, uh…"
"One thing that's etched in my memory is that I was, uh…"
[laughs] "Me and John Doe, yeah?"
He's writing it down. "And then another John Doe arrived."
-Doesn't help, "John Doe". -[Dean] Wait, it'll come to me.
-So? -Uh, okay.
"John Doe? I can't write 'John Doe'."
"Just write 'John Doe'. There was me and another John Doe…"
Michael, don't keep stopping. It confuses me. I lose my focus.
[Armond] He's writing.
"Carry on!" "I can't concentrate! Another John Doe came with me."
You say "John Doe," so he writes "John Doe". Is that it?
-No. -[Armond] Okay.
There was another guy.
Okay, mate.
John Doe.
-[Michael] Come on, are you serious? -Two John Does.
[Michael] Give us names, for fuck's sake!
-[Dean] Names? I'm new. What do you want? -Give me the…
Okay, have a look. Was he there? Yeah? Look.
Officer, I don't wanna get to know the boys here. They're dangerous to me.
Okay, what do you see?
I wasn't afraid of anyone. I just enjoyed making fun of them.
They would just sit there, asking me the same questions over again.
-Did they say anything? -Yeah, yeah.
-Someone push Ankheisi? -I saw an argument start.
-About what? -Not an argument. More a debate.
-It's the same. -Write "debate".
-Doesn't matter. -More of a discussion. Write "discussion".
[grunts] You little fucker. You gonna carry on?
Don't fuck with me! Fucker!
-Who did it? -[gasps] Uh…
-Who did it? [grunts] -[yelps]
[groans]
[coughing]
[poignant music playing]
Come on, come on. Slowly.
Wanna go to the infirmary?
I'm proud of you. You're a smart kid.
[Zorro] Drink.
[groans]
[door opens]
[steam hissing]
[water running]
-[Zorro] John Doe? -John Doe and another John Doe.
[both laugh]
[inmate 1] Enough!
-[inmate 2] What's that? -[inmate 1] What happened?
-[inmate 1] Oh, fuck! -[laughter]
-[inmate 2] It's a princess! -[both laugh]
-[inmate 3] You look good! -[Dean] Funny. [chuckles]
-[Freddy] Did you pay Jackie to bring him? -Yeah.
-So where is he? The worm? -Said he'll bring him now.
[alarm bleeps]
-[sucks teeth] -[door clangs]
-That white boy's got me worried. -[radio chatter]
[Lusha] Here he is.
[Dean] Ah! What's his problem?
So you're a man, Dean. Surprise.
-Surprise, really. -[inmate] Yeah, really.
-Really? -[Lusha] Yeah, really.
What'd you rob a dead body for?
Bit big, but suits you. Yeah, looks all right.
What is it you want?
I didn't say anything, and they fucked me up.
Baseball, you can help me solve a big problem.
It's about you sorting something out for us.
Your cunt of a cellmate.
They're gonna move me out of that cell. I won't…
Tomorrow, after the 4:00 am headcount, your mate will go back to sleep.
And then you'll boil some water,
add some sugar and some oil, mix it well and pour it on him.
Uh, no, no. I'm not…
He'll scream. You put a pillow over his face.
Then you know what you do? Stab him. Quick, one two, no games.
I can't… I'm not gonna… I can't kill a person.
I'll be waiting at 4:00 am.
Waiting for you to become a hero.
[inmates laughing]
At four in the morning.
There's a little Hanukkah gift for you in your pocket.
[suspenseful music playing]
[door clangs]
-[woman] Open the door. Daniel. -[knocking]
-Come on. Please, open the door. -[knocking]
Daniel, there's this guy here.
He says his name is Freddy Sussan.
-[knocking] -He's giving me the creeps.
He's really scary. Daniel! Please open.
He hasn't moved for the last hour and a half.
And he won't move unless you come out to him.
-Come on, Daniel. -[knocking]
-Daniel! -[door rattling]
[cartoon music playing]
[suspenseful music playing over cartoon]
[cackling]
[character continues laughing]
[music and cartoon growing louder]
[sounds fade]
["Coming Home" by Uzi Ramirez playing]
[mellow acoustic guitar music playing]
♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Sweet baby, tonight ♪
♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
♪ Sweet baby, tonight ♪
♪ I'm coming home ♪
♪ I miss the sweet song ♪
♪ In your eyes ♪
♪ Your homemade coffee ♪
♪ And blueberry pies ♪
♪ I'm coming home ♪
-♪ Ooh ♪ -♪ I'm gonna love you ♪
-♪ Sweet baby, tonight ♪ -♪ Ah ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪