[ARABIC] [It's boiling hot in here.]
[Give him some water.]
[Let's go.]
[It's time.]
[God is with you.]
[Have no fear. Go, leave the bag there and come back.]
[We can't screw this up, you know.]
[I assembled it myself.]
[They'll be on to me.]
[Relax and trust God, my friend. Have no fear.]
[Nidal, tell him to come back.]
[Let's get out of here before they're on to us.]
[I'm not afraid, but look at them, they're all around me.]
[It's alright, have no fear.]
[Trust God and don't be afraid. Go, God is with you.]
[Do as we planned, put the bag down and come back.]
[Tell him to come back before they catch us, too!]
[Everything's under control, okay?]
[Come, come.]
[Where to?]
[Get in, we have to be there in 30 minutes.]
[-Let's have some coffee.] -On the way there. I brought a thermos.
Move over, I'm driving.
Ido, sweetie, I'll be back in two hours, okay?
[Slow down, you're killing the engine.]
Give me a break, will you?
Did you hear? Gali and Eyal invited me over this Saturday.
She says she invited you, too.
[Do it for the kids, Doron.]
It's important that they see you two together, at least on weekends.
Oh, yeah?
I don't recall seeing you and Mom together much on weekends.
-Fine. -Fine.
Hamas' military wing claimed responsibility
for yesterday's suicide bombing at the Oranit checkpoint, killing five...
[Peace be upon you.]
[May the peace, mercy and blessing of God be upon you.]
[-Peace be upon you.] [-Upon you be peace.]
[-Isn't Abu Ala'a around?] [-He couldn't make it today.]
[He told me you needed twenty sacks of hay.]
[Twenty, that's right.]
[-I'm Izat Abu Kwaider.] [-Nice to meet you.]
-Amos Kabilio. -I know.
[What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea?]
[No, thanks.]
[We'll be leaving in five minutes.]
[Thank you.]
-Everything alright? -No, something smells fishy.
[Thanks.]
[-Goodbye.] [-Farewell.]
[Let's roll.]
We're done here.
Call him and say that you left him the money.
I'll text him.
Why don't you want to go to Gali's? Because of that Eyal person?
Dad, enough, it's complicated.
-Knock it off already. -Fine.
What's going on here?
Fuck!
Get down!
-What's going on? -Up there!
-Cover me. -Go!
-I'm out of bullets! -Me, too!
[In the name of the all merciful God,]
[Izz ad-Din al-Qassam Brigades,]
[the military wing of the Islamic resistance movement Hamas,]
[has claimed responsibility for the heroic attack]
[in the settlement of Oranit]
[that led to the killing of five soldiers of the Occupation.]
[The window is clean.]
[There's no need, I'm telling you. Listen, do you hear me?]
[Easy now.]
[-What...?! Who are you?] [-Drive.]
[Drive, drive.]
[Open the door.]
[What's going on?]
[Quiet! Sit down!]
[Kidnapping me? Is that what we've come to?]
[Are you crazy?]
[What gives you the right to kidnap me?]
[I didn't kidnap you.]
[We're friends, aren't we?]
[I don't know anything about it.]
[Children died there.]
[As I said, I know nothing.]
[But I'm sure now you know who did it, don't you?]
[The Shahid, the Shahid that committed the attack.]
[No, no, no. I'm not referring to that son of a bitch.]
[I want to know who recruited him to Hamas.]
[Who authorized that attack?]
[-Was it Abu Samara?] [-We're in a shitty situation,]
[-it's shitty!] [-Relax, my friend, relax.]
[Here.]
[Have some orange juice.]
[There are rumors.]
[I like rumors.]
[From what I heard, it's some guy from Syria.]
[They say he was trained by ISIS, an explosives expert.]
[His nickname is "Al Makdasi."]
[But who is he?]
[I already told you, I know nothing.]
Relax, it's just a scratch.
I want to know what that was. What did the police say?
The police wouldn't dare get involved. I'll try to check with my people.
What have your people got to do with this? Who tried to take you down?
Maybe it was about some old debt I hadn't paid.
-Debt? You owe money? -A little bit.
Didn't seem like a little bit, Dad! Someone tried to wipe you out!
Call that sheikh and ask him what it was about.
No, no, not over the phone. I'll go meet with him in person.
You're staying put, mister! I'll go see him tomorrow morning.
Doron, you don't know them. Don't go there alone.
-Relax. -I'm relaxed, but for God's sake,
don't go there alone! Doron! Doron, listen!
For God's sake, listen to me!
[If anything should happen to you, call my safe phone number.]
[Yes, sir.]
[What are you doing?]
[What's so funny? I could've killed you.]
[I don't think so. With a tray?]
[Why did you come here?]
[The Jews are watching the house all the time.]
[I don't care. I had to see you.]
[I can't.]
[I can't today.]
[Go take a shower.]
[I'll prepare you something to eat.]
[Do you want French toast?]
[I want you.]
[God bless your hands.]
[Should I prepare some for your friend as well?]
[There's no need. Come sit with me.]
[-Have you spoken to my mother?] [-Yes, she misses you a lot.]
[-And how is your mother?] [-She's alright.]
[She sends her regards and thanks for everything.]
[You can't just show up here. They'll catch you.]
[Don't worry.]
[I'm familiar with all their tactics, I know when they're in the area.]
[-I see them around here all the time.] [-Don't worry.]
[-Don't risk your life.] [-Don't worry.]
[Fine.]
[Do you want anything else?]
[A baby boy.]
[Or a girl.]
[Or even twins.]
[Soon, God willing.]
[-Come.] [-Where to?]
[Follow me.]
[Hurry up.]
[Move it, mister.]
[Peace be upon you, Abu Ala'a.]
[May the peace, mercy and blessing of God be upon you.]
[-How is your father doing?] [-He will be alright, God willing.]
[-It's nothing too serious.] [-May he get well soon, God willing.]
[-Thank you.] [-Come with me.]
[Look, Abu Ala'a, if my father owes you money,]
[we can work it out. There's no need for war.]
[If there's anything you need, I'm here.]
[That's not the issue.]
[I have something to show you.]
[Come.]
[Talk.]
[I'm sorry, Sheikh. I never... The drugs--]
[Enough!]
[Tell him what you told me.]
[Tell him who was shooting at him.]
[Al Makdasi.]
[Who's Al Makdasi?]
[Talk!]
[Al Makdasi, that's what they call him.]
[Who is Al Makdasi?]
[Talk!]
[He's connected to Hamas.]
[He's looking for you.]
[He's got your photo, he personally wants to take you down.]
[Who sent him?]
[Nobody.]
[Where's he from?]
[Tell him!]
[They say he's Sheikh Awdallah's son.]
[They also say...]
[that you blew up his father,]
[that you strapped an explosive belt on him.]
[Peace be upon you.]
[May the peace, mercy and blessing of God be upon you.]
[Get in, don't be shy.]
[-How are you?] [-Praise God. And you?]
[Praise God.]
[Let's go.]
[We have to make a quick stop on the way.]
[Where?]
[You'll see soon enough.]
[Alright.]
[Where did it happen exactly?]
[Nidal, let's get out of here, this place is too exposed.]
[Walid, I want to know.]
[You were here, right?]
[My dear, it's not--]
[-Where was he standing?] [-Abu Ahmad made me do it,]
[-I had no choice.] [-I'm not blaming you, Walid.]
[Over there.]
[What parts of him did you bury?]
[Nidal...]
[His head?]
[Nidal, for God's sake, I beg you, let's go.]
[Tell me, Walid.]
[His head and any body parts we could find.]
[We combed the area.]
[We paid our respects to him.]
[Abu Nidal was a father to us all.]
[May God's mercy be upon him.]
[God bless you.]
["May God deliver me from the evil Satan.]
[In the name of God, the infinitely Compassionate and Merciful.]
[Praise be to God, Lord of all the worlds.]
[The Compassionate, the Merciful. Ruler on the Day of Reckoning.]
[Guide us on the straight path,]
[the path of those who have received your grace,]
[not the path of those who have brought down wrath,]
[nor of those who wander astray. Amen."]
[Let us put our faith in God.]
Okay, listen. Al Makdasi is at the top of our list.
Believe me, I want to wipe him out just as much as you do,
but I beg you, Doron, don't be foolish. Stay safe.
They shot at me, Gabi. They shot at me.
That shithead is on the loose and you're twiddling your thumbs!
Doron, cool it! We were at the Sheikh's house,
and my men have activated all intel sources.
This guy is a needle in a haystack, what do you want me to do?
Don't know, execute an operation, an ambush, something. Use me!
Haven't you had enough of this?
Noga, did you pack your toothbrush?
-Yes. -Okay.
-Daddy! -Hey.
-How are you? -Fine.
-Is that for me? -Nope, it's for me.
-Dad! -What's up, man?
-Everything okay? -Yes.
Hey, Doron, what's up?
-Hi, Eyal, how's everything? -Great.
Gali, can we talk?
Let me have a moment with your mom.
Can I stay here with the kids today?
Is anything wrong?
Not now.
But find a place to sleep tonight, okay? You can't stay over.
Of course.
Alright, stay here.
Thanks.
-Kids, I brought you spinach. -Dad!
-Just kidding. Ice cream. -Yes!
[God is grand.]
[My dear.]
[You're crazy.]
[-The Jews were here today, you know.] [-Yes, but I have something here.]
[I'm sorry.]
[I didn't mean to interrupt, I'm just here to pick up something.]
[Hi, Nidal, it's no bother.]
[-She's dying for us to move out of here.] [-And you?]
[I can't leave Mom all alone.]
[For God's sake, where is it?]
[It's the middle of the night, where will you go?]
[All eyes are on me, buddy. I don't have much time.]
[-May God help you.] [-Have you seen my bag?]
[Here it is.]
[God bless your hands, Um Nidal.]
[I worry about you, my son.]
[I worry about you, too, Mother.]
[Samir, darling, go to sleep.]
[Yes, Samir, go to sleep.]
[Put your trust in God.]
[Watch out for yourself.]
[If there's anything you need, you know who to turn to.]
[Good night.]
[-Good night.] [-Good night, buddy.]
[Nidal, wait. I must talk to you before you leave.]
[Alright.]
[I know why you came back here, Nidal.]
[You think what happened to your father doesn't hurt me?]
[I was there today.]
[What for?]
[I had to see it with my own eyes.]
[You are a son of Hamas,]
[and you must lead the movement like your father did.]
[Revenge won't help us, it's not what's important.]
[Well, it is to me.]
[That Jewish dog]
[will die,]
[I promise you, but don't waste your time on him.]
[What happens in life is more important.]
[The dead are already gone.]
[You're right, Mother.]
[Good.]
"Ayub: You wanted me to use you, right? I've got an idea."
NABLUS, JNAID NEIGHBORHOOD
[Nidal.]
[Izat Abu Kwaider wrote a message under Ali's username.]
[He wants to talk.]
[Alright. Bless you.]
[Peace.]
[-Enjoy your haircut.] [-Thanks, Abu Naim.]
[-You're welcome, my friend.] [-God bless your hands.]
[Thanks.]
[With your permission...]
Hello?
[What did you want to talk with me about?]
[The Sheikh wants me to meet with Doron.]
[Why?]
[The bastard suspects me. I guess he wants to question me about you.]
[But don't worry, I fled to Hebron.]
[Don't meet with him.]
[What's the problem?]
[I have no choice but to meet with him. The Sheikh will kill me.]
No location reading.
[Well, may God be with you.]
[Just wanted to update you.]
[Where will you meet with him?]
[I don't know, but the Sheikh said in Jerusalem.]
Hang up.
[-Well, goodbye, then.] [-Hold on.]
[Tell him to go to Nablus.]
[Alone.]
[He won't do it.]
[Tell him you know who tried to take him down,]
[and he will come.]
[There's a cafe near the Great Mosque of Nablus]
[Friday, before the prayer.]
-Well? -I can't make out a location.
Maybe he's using a scrambler.
Tell him to get back to him tomorrow
-and say that you want to meet in Hawara. -He won't do it. Make it Nablus.
Forget it, Doron. He wants to meet by the mosque,
-it's a whole different ball game. -He won't show up.
I don't like this.
Let's get it over with, Gabi.
If he wants it to be Nablus, make it Nablus. Trust me.
-I'm going to talk to Moreno. -"Trust me," my ass...
You clown, don't you watch where you're going?
Sorry.
"Sorry"?
Do you know where you are?
No, where am I? Is this place secret?
Just get on your bike and scram.
Open up.
Dude, we said we'd go for a light jog.
That was a light jog, Avihai.
-Doron! What are you doing here? -Don't come near me.
I'm not. Bro, I won't touch you.
-Don't touch me. -I won't.
Ugh, you're so gross.
-How have you been, man? -Alright.
So you're Doron, huh?
I've heard about you.
You have? Good.
-Who's the cutie? -Sagi, he's new. He'll get used to us.
The Sheikh's son, huh?
Doron, you just won't go away, huh?
Look, I know it's a far-fetched plan,
but the only way to reach him is if I'm there.
As bait? Are you nuts?
He won't come out of hiding unless he sees me with his own eyes.
Is that what Gabi told you? Don't do it, don't listen to him.
It's not Gabi, Moreno. It's me. He's no ordinary terrorist.
He tried to kill my dad, and if he came this close to him, my kids could be next.
Listen,
I don't like this.
I think it's a lousy plan, that it's a hole I don't know
how we can dig ourselves out of, and that it puts you at risk, but...
but for you, bro, whatever you say.
Thank you.
-Who is it? -Who?
God damn you, I almost dropped the meat!
-How's it going? -Pretty good, bro.
[Salam aleikum, buddy.]
Who let you in here, anyway?
-I spoke with Moreno. -And?
I'm joining you guys for one operation.
Are you nuts? You mean, you're back?
Of course not. Just for one operation.
Admit it, you're sick of fucking sheep. "One operation," my ass.
Idiot. Move over. I'll show you how to barbecue.
Son of a bitch.
-What's going on? -It's not working and it stinks like hell.
-I was referring to Doron. -We have no choice.
So he's your solution?
Give me a few hours.
You think I want him here? I don't trust him for shit.
But Kaspi and Ayub set this up. Our hands are tied.
Everything Doron gets involved in ends badly.
-Don't worry, he'll do as I tell him. -Yeah, right.
You should've told me you were bringing him here.
-He came here on his own. -Of course.
Look, you two might not like it,
but he's our best and fastest shot at taking down Al Makdasi.
Five people were already killed.
-Does he know I'm replacing you? -What's that got to do with it?
-I don't like the guy. -Well, neither do I!
Off you go, we have a lot of work to do, right?
Don't worry, it'll be alright.
I promise.
Listen, I have someone I want to introduce to you.
-You jerk. -No, really, he's totally cute.
Alright, folks...
-Hey, can we focus? -Just hear me out.
-Steve, come on. -He's a moron.
-Is he trying to set you up with someone? -Yes.
-It's about time, isn't it? -Listen up.
Sagi, I'd like you to meet Doron, who will be joining the operation.
Doron used to be a fighter in the unit until he decided he'd rather grow olives.
-Grapes. -Grapes.
And now he's a goat herder.
-Shepherd. -Shepherd.
This is Sagi, our latest recruit from unit 2735.
Yeah, we met earlier.
What a heartwarming welcome...
So, we got the aerial shots of the meeting's location.
We're regarding this operation
as an attempt by Al Makdasi to take down Doron.
The meeting's problematic location
supports our general assumption that this is a trap.
-What about a model plan? -We won't be following one.
Why not?
'Cause it's not that 1-2-3-4-5-6-7 unit of yours.
You're right, it's wiser to just go in, maybe they'll kidnap a unit member.
Sagi, cool it, will you?
It's an organized operation.
I'll serve as the on-field command post along with Kaspi
and two drones above us.
In short, we're taking down that bastard today.
Any questions?
Off you go. And behave.
Doron.
I'm glad you're here. I missed you.
-Didn't you miss me, too, Moreno? -I take you for granted, Steve.
-Everything okay, bro? -Yep.
You look good in black.
Thin.
Smile, bro. Don't worry, you won't die.
NABLUS, THE KASBAH
Copy, 300 is in position.
[I'm ready.]
[I'm ready. The area is clear.]
Doron, you have clearance.
[Peace be upon you.]
[-How are you? Everything alright?] [-Praise God.]
[Come on, relax.]
[Everything will be fine, relax.]
[Drink your water.]
[He needs a good slap.]
[Two coffees, no sugar. Thanks.]
[If you hear anything, duck under the chair, okay?]
[Let me go, you don't need me.]
[Thanks, buddy.]
[You bet I need you.]
[We're in a meeting.]
[Relax, everything will be fine.]
[Man, you people got me into such a mess.]
[Listen, pal, you're lucky you're not in heaven right now.]
Any gunmen in sight?
This is 300, no visual ID.
Negative.
[I'm exposed here, it's making me nervous.]
He'll be fine.
Steve?
[Everything seems calm.]
Sagi, on your left.
There's a man carrying a sack at your 11 o'clock.
-Who's closest to that spot? -Nabil.
Naor, find out what the deal is with the sack.
Clean.
Damn it, he's totally exposed out there.
-Patience. -Ten more minutes until I abort the mission.
This Izat guy will end up blowing our cover.
[-Do you see him?] [-Yes.]
He put down the bag.
[Steve, go see what's in that bag.]
He's coming back.
[He came back for it, it's okay.]
That does it. Doron, I'm moving on to phase two.
[Wait a bit longer.]
I don't want Izat to lose it.
[Wait a bit longer.]
[What is it?]
[He's running away!]
Everyone, stay put and keep your positions.
Motorcycle approaching from the east.
-What's going on there? -He's dead.
See? It worked.
-God damn it, it's not him. -It's not him!
Get into formation! Formation, now!
He's here!
RPG!
Direct hit to the cafe.
Can anyone identify the shooter's location?
Al Makdasi is in the building!
300, he's one flight below you, commence pursuit on foot!
Fuckers!
Fuck!
I lost him. He's on a motorcycle.
-Look. -He's driving off from the other side.
Doron, right here!
We're on his tail.
We'll close in on him from the other side. Drive!
Kaspi, take him down with the drone.
There are too many civilians. Let them first reach an open space.
The drone better not lose sight of him.
-Where is he, Moreno? -He's driving east on a parallel street.
You're getting close.
There he is!
Nurit, step on it!
Damn it!
-He's getting away. -Yes, I can see that!
It's the street to our west.
Why is he turning back? Shit.
-Fuck! Whose jeep is this? -Mine.
-Let's go. -What are you doing?!
Give me directions, Kaspi.
Directions!
Moreno, advance north, he's inside the alleyways.
Go, go, go! Doron, I'll close in on him
from the northwest side. Push him towards me.
-Doron! -Stop!
Go back!
He's on his way to you, Moreno.
-He's turning west. -Turn left, Moreno!
I got him! Stay on his tail!
He's about to exit the city.
Moreno, keep pushing him. Once he exits the city,
I'm taking him down with the drone.
Turn right.
Ayub, I'm closing in on the bastard, I can finish him!
Force Commander is hit, we need a chopper, stat!
Fuck... Fuck!
Moreno... Doron...
Doron, it's Moreno!
Force Commander, do you copy? Over.
Moreno, do you copy? Over.
Commander Europe from Bazelet. We have two men down.
Most likely dead. Requesting chopper on site.
Report to site, stat.
Commander Bazelet from Atalef, cancel chopper dispatch. Over.
Translation: Hagit Harel