Hey, did you fall asleep?
-Where to? -Bar-Ilan University.
Show me your ID.
"Name: Eyal Cohen. Nationality: Jewish."
-You study there? -Maybe next year.
That's why I'm going.
I see.
Using your army discharge bonus?
Yeah, you bet.
Nice. I'm thinking of enrolling there next year, too.
-Good luck, bro. -Thanks.
[ARABIC] [Well, where is he?]
[How can you even eat? I feel sick.]
Shalom.
[Good job.]
[You'd have to be crazy not to be scared.]
[God willing, next time it'll be easier.]
[What is it?]
[What's wrong?]
[They've arrested Samir.]
[What do you want us to do?]
[We'll wait for Ali to pass the checkpoint,]
[finish practicing and head back home.]
[Understood?]
Are you insane?
What was that for? We already got him.
-What's with him? -You're not a pro, you're just a psycho.
Thanks, Naor, your feedback means a lot to me.
-Who do you think you are? -Get out of my face before I--
Before you what?
-Move! -Before you what?!
-Naor! -Come at me!
-Knock it off, Naor! -Calm down!
I've had it with him!
We have to kick him out!
I thought this shit was over!
This is bullshit!
[Who is it?]
[-Who is it?] [-It's me, Ismail.]
[Ismail?]
[Come in, darling.]
[I'll take that.]
[Sit down, Ismail, darling.]
[Sit down, sweetie.]
[Mom.]
[You listen to me, Nidal,]
[don't you dare carry out a suicide attack until they release your brother.]
[Don't give them any reason to detain him.]
[My dear mother, don't worry.]
[I won't worry only if you promise you'll do nothing until he's released.]
[-Mom...] [-Don't "mom" me.]
[Promise me. Even if it takes a year.]
[I'm sure he'll be back home in a few days.]
[Good. Then pause your activities for a few days.]
[It's not that simple.]
[Think of your brother. You're responsible for his safe return.]
[-You promised me he'd stay out of this.] [-It's not my fault.]
[He won't survive there,]
[-he's not like you.] [-Samir isn't a little child.]
[I have to hang up. I'm sorry.]
[Take care, Mom.]
[Nidal...]
[How's it going, buddy?]
[Would you like a painkiller, an aspirin?]
[You have no reason to detain me.]
[Nidal and I don't talk.]
[And even if we did, I'd never rat him out.]
[I know you wouldn't.]
[But you see, my dear,]
[I want you to give him a message,]
[to get the hell out of here because Hamas is after him.]
[He's the Sheikh's son.]
[They wouldn't dare.]
[Are you sure?]
[Did you know that your brother is threatening Walid?]
[-No, he's not.] [-You bet your ass he is.]
[So he's better off returning to Syria or wherever he likes,]
[as long as it's away from here.]
[Even if you tell him that, it won't do any good.]
[Al Makdasi will never leave.]
I don't care, resolve this between yourselves.
I have to resolve this?! Who's the Unit Commander, me or you?
Eli, don't make me do your dirty work. Doron isn't professional.
He's as professional as they come.
He's a has-been! He's violent and can't control himself.
-He tore Al Makdasi's brother apart! -I told him to do that.
-I did. -Why?
Because I need Al Makdasi furious enough to slip up.
-Is that what you wanted? -Yes.
I want Samir to be afraid we're gonna kill him
-so he conveys that to his brother. -So that's our tactic now, huh?
Is that what they taught you in England?
-He might've gone a bit too far. -A bit?
Yes, a bit! You expect me to report to you before every operation?!
I guess we don't agree on how a commander should behave.
Stop busting my balls, Naor.
Fine.
Let me make this easy for you: I'm out.
-Cut the drama... -No drama.
Everyone here is insane, including you.
I don't want this anymore, enough.
Have you calmed down?
Let's take a dip in the spring, it'll do you good.
Come on in!
You'll feel refreshed for the Sabbath.
Forget it, Dad.
You're crazy, I swear.
Wow!
You don't know what you're missing.
Well?
What's eating you up?
Any leads on Al Makdasi?
-The unit is working on it. -And?
Performing searches, arrests, following protocol.
You know,
when you were in 9th grade, I traveled to Greece.
You didn't speak to me afterwards
because instead of a week, I stayed for three.
It was in 8th grade, and I didn't speak to you
because you left Mom by herself during a holiday.
I wasn't in Greece.
I was in a Jordanian prison.
What?
They locked me up over the dumbest thing.
I had the perfect cover story, could've been released the next day,
but Israel didn't want to ruin ongoing talks with Jordan,
so they left me there for more than two weeks.
I'm not telling you this to sound like a hero,
I just want you to know
that the government doesn't really care about your well-being.
They're all sons of bitches.
You're on your own, Doron.
Whatever you need done, do it yourself.
NABLUS, BALATA REFUGEE CAMP
[Get the door.]
[Peace be upon you.]
[-Enjoy your meal.] [-Thanks.]
[-Why are you here?] [-They've arrested Samir.]
[I know.]
[Anything else?]
[Doron and his goons took him away right in front of his wife.]
[Nidal, what do you want?]
[-I want you to connect me with Abed.] [-Which Abed?]
[Abed from the cyber unit. Take me to him.]
[Nobody talks to those guys but me. Not even the leadership.]
[Have a seat.]
[Walid, I beg you.]
[I want to get to Doron. I want his address,]
[-his phone number, everything.] [-First of all, calm down.]
[Pressuring me won't get you far.]
[I will operate whenever and wherever Hamas decides,]
[not based on my own whims and certainly not on yours.]
[But we both know what that scum did to me.]
[And to you.]
[Nidal, what are you trying to tell me?]
[Nothing.]
[Good. Then drop it.]
[Have they released Shirin?]
[Praise God.]
[Did she talk?]
[Listen, Abu Seif Al Makdasi,]
[Nidal,]
[I don't know how they discipline you back in Syria,]
[but here you'd better weigh your words before you speak.]
[I think you're confused.]
[Here you can't just do as you please. There's no room for anarchy.]
[I'm your commander, and you will follow orders.]
[Understood?]
[Open the door.]
Just tell Eli you didn't mean it, that you were upset and you're sorry.
-You don't have to leave. -I want to leave.
So that's it? You're leaving and he stays?
I can't stay in a place that operates this way.
You're such a jerk!
Give Eli a chance, he was rushed in here from England. He'll be great.
Gimme a break, Eli is Doron's puppet. It's gonna end badly.
You should leave, too.
You don't have to be an intelligence officer again.
Why not be a fighter in a different unit?
Naor, I'm not leaving.
Naor!
Sleep on it for a few days.
I already have.
I'm through with this place.
Fuck everybody.
Take care of yourself.
[Doctor!]
[What is it?]
[-What happened to her?] [-She fell on the pavement.]
[Bring her inside.]
[-Oh, God...] [-Thank you.]
[Thank you.]
[Walid...]
[I couldn't sleep all night. I had to see you.]
[-Are you alright?] [-Yes. They didn't harm me.]
[They just asked if I know where you are.]
[And?]
[I told them the truth, that I don't know.]
[You are my life.]
[They think you were behind the attack at the bus station]
[and the bomb that killed their undercover Unit Commander.]
[You shouldn't have come. They're around here for sure.]
[I wanted to see you.]
[Tell me, what did you tell them?]
[I just told you.]
[Tell me exactly what happened, word for word.]
[They asked if I know where you are,]
[I told them I didn't. They know very well that I don't know,]
[-I didn't even have to tell them that.] [-And that's it?]
[That's all you said in a five-hour interrogation?]
[Yes, I believe that was pretty much it.]
[Did you recognize any of the interrogators?]
[It was a woman.]
[Only a woman?]
[There were a few of them.]
[-Captain Ayub?] [-Yes. He was there.]
[-Was Doron there?] [-Who?]
[Doron.]
[A woman and Captain Ayub, no one else.]
[Where are you going, what's wrong?]
[I don't like your tone of voice.]
[Why is your guy following me?]
[-Who, Jihad? At the hospital?] [-Yes.]
[-He's protecting you from trouble.] [-What trouble?]
[Trouble.]
[Here at home, no one will harm you,]
[but at the hospital, one of my "friends"]
[could try to hurt you just to get to me.]
[Come on, Shirin, I'm doing this because I love you.]
It's boiling hot in here, turn on the AC.
There's no air.
Any unusual activity last night? Anyone going in or out?
One elderly woman went in, probably ill.
Let me see.
Freeze the frame.
It was 1:00 a.m., doesn't that seem unusual?
I don't know what they consider unusual.
Why didn't you guys alert anyone?!
Replay it.
Pause.
Zoom in.
More.
Look at the shoe.
Play the exit footage.
Pause. Zoom in.
It's Walid.
That son of a bitch.
Send it to me, and wake up. Wake up!
Well?
It's gonna take a while. He's not cracking.
We don't have much time.
The state attorney just announced we have 48 hours.
Are you serious? Damn it, I can't work like this.
Where's Samir's phone?
[Your phone.]
[Pardon me. Your cell phone.]
[-I don't have Nidal's number.] [-Call your wife right now]
[and tell her you'll be in jail for at least 25 years]
[and that your unborn child will grow up fatherless.]
[You know, even the most loving and faithful women]
[won't wait 25 years.]
[Let alone a woman as pretty as Marwa]
[who'll have no problem landing a new husband.]
[Even if only five, ten years later.]
[Nobody will accuse her of betraying you.]
[I'm speaking from experience.]
[I've had three wives, God bless them.]
[One of them would fool around with my friend while I was at work,]
[but I don't blame her]
[and I wouldn't blame Marwa.]
[Fine.]
[Let's ask Marwa what she prefers--]
[that you give me some intel about your shitty brother]
[who traveled the world and left you to take care of your widowed mother]
[and who wasn't there to protect your father,]
[or that you choose her and return home as early as today.]
[What are you doing?]
[Hang up.]
[-Um Nidal! It's Samir.] [-Samir?]
[Samir?]
[No.]
[It's Captain Ayub from the Secret Service.]
[What is he saying?]
[Samir would like to consult with you about something.]
[Hello?]
[Samir!]
[My love, are you alright?]
[I'm fine, praise God. And you?]
[What are they doing to you? When will they release you?]
[Everything is alright,]
[don't cry.]
[Marwa,]
[don't cry, soon I'll be released.]
[I mean it, they're treating me very nicely.]
[For God's sake, don't worry.]
[Tell my mom...]
[He will stay here until we catch his brother.]
[Whether it'll be sooner or later]
[depends on you, not me.]
[Growing up fatherless won't be easy for your child.]
[What did he say?]
[He hung up.]
[What are you doing?]
[It must be from him!]
[Those animals...]
[They're trying to break your spirit. Don't let them do it.]
[Delete the photo!]
[No matter what happens here, I promise you]
[that I will never get off your case.]
[You will curse the day you were born if you don't help me.]
[And remember, at the end of the day,]
[I'm the only one in this world who can help you.]
[You're young, a budding flower.]
The horny bastard sneaks in to bang his wife, and we miss it.
I don't think it's the first time he snuck in there.
I think he's hiding something there. What do you think?
I think we should go in, check it out.
I was thinking of installing a camera inside the house.
A camera inside the house?
-I'm gonna go full "Big Brother" on her. -I see.
But you won't be installing it.
Someone else will.
I watched the video of you interrogating Shirin.
I heard you.
You had something going on with her.
You bet I did, I had to recruit her.
Did you sleep with her?
Good for you, bro. You're not installing the camera. Steve will.
-Don't you trust me? -I trust you blindly.
But I don't want to get you into problematic situations.
-And installing a camera is problematic? -Drop it, Doron.
Steve will do it and that's that.
Fine.
[Hello, Marwa.]
[Hello.]
[How are you?]
[I'm alright.]
[But for God's sake, help Samir.]
[He's not like you, he can't take the heat.]
[-Why does everyone keep saying that?] [-Because he's different from you, Nidal.]
[I hope there'll be more next time.]
[Thank you.]
[And...]
[I also got you some orange-flavored chocolate.]
[You're the only person I know who likes this stuff.]
[I remember you as a kid, can you believe it?]
[You were so pretty, God bless you.]
[Samir and I would look at you...]
[while you'd eat that awful orange-flavored chocolate of yours.]
[More importantly, what's your plan to get him out of there?]
[Right now my hands are tied.]
[But they'll release him because they've got nothing on him.]
[He's strong, praise God, he can take it.]
[Really? Can he? Does this look like he can take it?]
[Who is it?]
[Walid sent me. Open up.]
[I don't know anything about this.]
[I'm telling you I work with Walid. Open up!]
[Walid would've told me to expect you.]
[I won't talk to you nor to anyone else.]
[If you don't want to open up, don't. But you'll suffer the consequences.]
[Get in here.]
[Sit down.]
[I need someone's address, phone number and everything about him.]
[Listen, I have no idea who you are and it seems like you don't know]
[-who you're talking to.] [-I don't? Get up.]
[Write down his address for me.]
[Look up "Doron Kabilio."]
[There must be dozens of Doron Kabilios.]
[-It could take time.] [-We've got all the time in the world.]
What's going on?
You're kind of quiet.
It's nothing.
No reason.
She's headed towards you.
The coast is clear.
Copy.
I'm going in.
-What's the status? -He left.
-Who? -Doron.
Doron, what are you doing? Get back in the car, now!
Doron!
Steve, I asked you to install the camera, didn't I?
-Okay, but we didn't think-- -Next time,
if I tell you to do something, do it! That's how it works! Are we clear?!
He'd better not do anything stupid.
I'm inside.
Doron, we want to know if he's hiding anything in there.
Doron, what's the status?
Two minutes.
There's nothing here.
Doron, just install the camera. We don't have much time.
She's approaching from the east.
Doron, forget the camera and get out!
How close is she?
100 meters.
90 meters.
80 meters.
70 meters.
60 meters.
50 meters.
40 meters.
30 meters.
20 meters.
Doron, get out, now!
Doron, she's coming in! Get out! Now!
Doron, where are you?
Doron?
Doron, cough if there's a problem, tap twice if you're okay.
We have an image.
Join Steve.
Doron?
-We've lost Doron's frequency. -Fuck!
300, what's going on there?
Is he leaving?
Negative. He's still there,
risking exposure.
No image transmission.
Steve, get ready to pull him out if necessary.
If she screams, the entire village will swarm in.
[Coming.]
[-Can we talk inside?] [-No.]
[It's best if nobody sees me here.]
[I won't harm you.]
[I'm sorry to barge in, but I have to talk to you.]
[Have you any idea what they'll do to me if they find me with a man in the house,]
[and a Jew, no less? What would Walid do?]
[Don't you understand? The entire neighborhood is watching me.]
[Shirin, nobody saw me.]
[Just leave me alone, please!]
[-I want to help you.] [-I don't want to listen to you.]
[I can help you, Shirin.]
[I don't believe you.]
[You mean a lot to me.]
[I can't stop thinking about you,]
[and if you want, I can get you out of the country,]
[but you must give me something.]
[I can't.]
[Walid is working with a new guy from Syria.]
[I won't sell him out.]
[Do you know what he's doing?]
[If I betray him,]
[Hamas will murder my entire family, understand?]
[Walid rescued me from the mess you left me in.]
[Look, Shirin, war is about to break out.]
[Many people are going to die.]
[If Walid is in prison, he will be safe, he will live.]
[If I help you, you won't kill him?]
[I won't.]
Doron, what's going on? You're gonna expose us all.
300, what's keeping him? See anything?
He's in the backyard. Waiting for an exit route.
[Listen,]
[if you want any help, send me a message to this username, okay?]
"Abed Salame"
[I miss your smile.]
[Goodbye.]
He's leaving.
300, wrapping it up, heading towards the meeting point.
He's in the car.
What took you so long?!
You spoke to her, huh?
What?!
-Don't you ever learn? -Just drive, man.
[-The fringes are worn outside the pants.] [-No.]
[-They're supposed to show.] [-But it makes no sense.]
[I checked online.]
[Let's get going.]
"3 Kalanit Street, Herzliya"
"Calculating route"
Route calculated. Let's go.
Translation: Hagit Harel