In the name of God...
We passed, we passed! Thank Almighty God!
Bilal, come.
Bilal, get me the big screwdriver.
Come.
Get in!
-Get in now! -Bilal!
Bilal! What about Bilal?!
Bilal!
Come here.
Is anyone following you?
Then why were you late? You kept me waiting.
Sorry. The soldiers pulled everyone over for inspection
-because some soldier was killed. -I can't go on living like this,
running around like a dog. I think the Secret Service is on to us.
Don't worry, things will calm down soon.
It's all because of Al Makdasi.
I told Walid not to trust him.
Walid stopped obeying authority the day I told him he's the successor.
Did you know he let Al Makdasi hide in the house in Rumana?
Instead of killing him, he's helping him.
-What a mess. -Let's go.
Move it!
Hold your heads up high.
Be proud of Bilal, God granted him the honor to die a Shahid.
Be proud of yourselves, too!
We killed a soldier today
and we'll kill many more, God willing.
We'll get back at those Jewish dogs with God's help.
What about Bilal's funeral?
We can't go.
We'd all like to pay our respects to him,
but the Jews and the Authority are after us.
But, Nidal, every organization will send reps to his funeral,
-even the Jihad. -What don't you understand, Ahmad?
We can't go.
Perhaps no organization will claim responsibility for the attack,
which means that from now on we operate in full secrecy.
Is that clear? All eyes are on us now.
They photograph everyone who attends these funerals, am I right, Maher?
-Why do you ask me? -Why not?
-I'm not my dad. -But I bet you know.
Ahmad!
Cool it.
I asked him a simple question as he must know if they do or don't.
We come before family and before anything else.
Right, Maher?
The Jews don't knock on the door when they come to kill.
Open the door, Ali.
It's Walid.
Hello, Walid.
-Pack your things and leave the house. -Why?
The movement's leaders are sick of the trouble you cause us.
Define "us."
You?
What don't you understand?
You shouldn't have carried out the attack. This was against the orders.
We tried to kidnap a soldier.
-Isn't that what Hamas wants? -I'll tell you what Hamas wants.
-Is kidnapping a soldier wrong? -No.
You neither kidnapped him alive nor returned with his body.
We couldn't.
That's why I told you not to carry out an attack.
Had we successfully kidnapped him, would you claim responsibility?
The movement would.
Nobody can claim responsibility over an attack in the name of Hamas.
Who will take responsibility and pay for Bilal's funeral and the mourning tent?
Not us.
You won't decide for Hamas.
He is not Hamas
and Hamas can't fund people like him.
I'm not Hamas?
I am the son of Sheikh Abu Nidal Awdallah.
Who are you?
I am Hamas' military wing commander, you piece of shit,
and from this moment I order you to shut the fuck up!
You think we're a bunch of jackasses? That Abed wouldn't tell me
that you pressured him into giving you Doron's address?
Nidal, don't forget who you are.
Which side are you on?
Which side?
If you all don't leave this house,
I'm through with you
and things will end very badly.
-Where are you from? -From Nazareth, what's the problem?
Stop what you're doing and leave!
Beat it! Get out!
We're here, Abu Samara.
Thank you.
Wait here. Keep your eyes open.
Sure thing.
-The envelope. -Oh...
The Occupation army has announced that one of its soldiers has been killed
in an operation carried out by Palestinians.
According to the Occupation army's spokesman, Avihay Adraee,
the soldier served in one of the IAF's elite units...
Stay, I'm making coffee.
-No time for coffee, I'm in a rush. -Where to?
A soccer game with Nasser and his cousin. We only have the court for 90 minutes.
You play soccer dressed like that?
My clothes are in the bag.
Why aren't you wearing the Adidas sneakers you asked for?
Are those in the bag, too?
I forgot them at Nasser's. He's bringing them to the court.
Fine, let's have some coffee.
NABLUS, RAFIDIA
-Is everything alright? -Absolutely.
It's smaller than it looked in the photos, but it's nice.
I wrote down two rooms because that room is also a bedroom.
It doesn't get rented out often because it's below ground level,
-that's why it's also cheap. -I'm fine with it.
It's usually girls, students, who rent it.
Don't worry, I'll keep it tidy.
This is a standard lease contract.
Yes, I'll read it.
Is it a problem if I pay you in cash?
Not at all.
What did you say you do in Nablus?
I was living in Jordan for a while
and came back to help out with the family business.
You know, times are tough, so I came to be close to my family.
Well, you're a good son.
Did you leave your wife behind in Jordan?
No, I didn't, actually.
Fadi?
You don't look like a "Fadi."
Yeah, I get that a lot.
Need anything else? Internet?
-It's what you youngsters want, right? -Exactly.
-Don't worry, I'll take care of that. -Thank you very much, Auntie.
"Auntie"? My name is Hanan.
Alright.
-Tasnim. -Shirin.
Where are you off to?
Today is Shahid Abu Ahmad's memorial day.
-Oh, that's right. -Aren't you coming?
The Jews are watching me. I don't want them to arrest me again.
You poor thing.
They've got collaborators everywhere,
so Walid asked that I watch out.
Your husband is right.
Nassrin isn't coming either.
Abu Ahmad's widow? Is she scared, too?
Scared? No. The damn woman took her kids and fled to Berlin
-to live there. -Really?
Yes, she has a nice house and lives a peaceful life
while we're here suffering.
Mommy, where's the flag we made?
Oh, right, may God forgive me... Wait here, darling.
Excited about going to the memorial day?
Of course, all the girls at school are going to sing a song.
How lovely.
-Want to hear it? -Sure.
"When we seek martyrdom, we go to heaven
When we seek martyrdom, we go to heaven
You tell us we are small
But from this way of life we have become grand
Without Palestine, our childhood has no meaning
Children, we must keep our religious commandments
There is no god but God, and God loves Shahids
You have taught us how to be real men
You have taught us how to be real men."
Doesn't she sing beautifully?
Yes. You must be so proud.
The song continues.
-May God bless you with children. -Thank you.
-Shirin, I applaud you. -Thank you.
-See you. -Bye.
-Peace be upon you. -Upon you be peace.
-Where to? -Abu Karim.
Are you armed?
This way.
Peace be upon you, Abu Karim.
Have a seat.
How can I help you?
I need more support, Abu Karim.
I have to fund my men.
Right now it's a problem.
Why?
I was ordered not to fund you.
Abu Karim, I am responsible for my men, they have families to support.
Nidal, my friend, I can't.
Settle your dispute with Walid.
Abu Karim,
you know how highly we think of you at home.
You know very well who is sitting in front of you.
Remember how my late father got you this job?
Help me out now and we'll solve things later on, God willing.
I can't.
Solve your own problems.
What is this place?
It's best that you don't know.
We have someone here who provides us with goods while we're on the run.
Here.
He'll give you some goods. Take them and come back.
Don't worry.
-What did he say? -Not much.
He confessed to treason and begged, crying that he has children.
Always the same story with these guys.
What a shame.
I think this is for you.
No, it's for you guys.
Thank you, Abu Samara, thank you.
"Maher Muhammad Imad Asheikh"
Me and my cursed luck...
-Hello? -Hello, Abu Maher.
-Hello, Captain Ayub. -How are you?
I'm fine, praise God. But you know, we're not getting any younger.
Listen,
I understand that the people who carried out the attack spoke...
Hebrew.
You mean, not Israelis?
No. Palestinians.
They spoke fluent Hebrew,
not like the old folks who used to work in Israel.
These were young guys.
The one who got killed was studying Hebrew at Birzeit.
You know anything about this?
No, this is all new to me.
-This is crucial. -Captain Ayub, you worry too much.
You know, Abu Maher, worrying is our job.
Take care of yourself. Goodbye.
You, too, my friend.
The person you have called is not available...
NABLUS, RAFIDIA HOSPITAL
Excuse me, my wife has been waiting here for two hours.
I'm a doctor, a nurse will be right with you.
Shame on you. Is this how you treat patients? Look at her!
-Let go of me. -Not until a doctor tends to my wife!
-You're a doctor? Then tend to her! -Sir, sir!
Let go of her or I'll break your arm.
-Cool it, pal. -You cool it!
Go up to the roof. Amir Mahajne is waiting for you.
Who do you think you are, butting in?!
You think you run this hospital?! Watch it, kid!
Sir, all I wanted is to ensure there is no trouble.
The doctor works very hard,
so cut her some slack.
Okay?
Okay.
Champ.
-Are you alright? -What are you doing here?
I preferred not to come to your house, there are too many eyes on you.
Move the bed!
-Get it out of the way! -Sorry...
I have something for you.
Here you go.
Sorry they took it away from you, but...
we still have to issue you an exit visa.
Great.
The "shadow" has exited.
I know that he visits you sometimes.
They'll kill him next time.
It's best that we both avoid that.
Promise me you won't kill him
-and I'll tell you when we can meet. -Alright.
He saved my life. They were going to kill me and my family.
I understand, Shirin. I'm sick of all this violence.
We must hurry up.
-This is for you. -What is it?
A SIM card for your phone so you can call me directly.
Take it out before your meeting so they won't track you, okay?
-Okay? -Thank you.
Thank you.
Shirin...
Do you love him?
I don't love him. I owe him.
I have some work to do here.
I'll call you back, okay?
Where is everybody?
It's too risky for us all to meet in one place.
My dad keeps calling me nonstop.
Good for you, your dad worries about you.
What did you tell him?
That I got bruised playing soccer.
He's starting to get suspicious.
It'll be alright, God willing.
What's our next step?
We wait.
We wait?
Go home and stay with your family.
Alright?
Goodbye.
-Peace be upon you. -Upon you be peace.
Where are you, Abu Seif? It's been a while. Any news?
I must talk with the leadership.
I have something to take care of before we can move on to the next phase.
We will wait, Abu Seif. Do not worry.
-Farewell. -Farewell.
Translation: Hagit Harel