Who is it?
Samir.
Samir!
How are you, my darling?
Let me see you.
Are you okay?
Thank God, I'm fine.
-Where's my mom? -At the market, she'll be back soon.
Sit down.
Sit.
No, I'll go take a shower.
I'll come help you.
Don't worry about me.
"Moreno"
-Hearty appetite, son. -Thank you.
Remember what your father used to do when he returned from interrogations?
You were little.
He'd burn all his clothes,
especially the ones they gave him, anything they gave him,
just in case the clothes were wired.
Those barbaric Jews always come up with something new.
Thanks, Mom.
Eat up, my darling.
It's over. Everything will be all right from now on.
God willing.
-Your mom will give you the shots. -Do they hurt?
Just a little.
-Dr. Shirin? -One moment.
You wanted to talk with your husband.
You'll get better.
I can't talk here.
Go over there, he'll call you in two minutes.
Hello?
Shirin?
Yes, Walid?
How are you?
Fine, I'm at work.
-Is Captain Ayub still hounding you? -Not at all.
Really?
Apparently I'm not that important.
I miss you.
Me, too.
I want to see you all the time,
but they won't let me.
Too bad, because it's the right time of month.
You know.
What?
I'm ovulating.
These next couple of days are the best time.
I can't right now.
I understand, you're right.
You have to stay safe, that's most important.
You know what? I'll find a way.
I'll be fine, leave it to me.
I'll find us a safe place to meet and let you know.
Are you sure?
I'm sure.
Love you.
Me, too.
"Anat, Moreno's sister"
"Are you home? I'm here in Holon."
"Where are you?"
Let me help you, Auntie.
You're an old woman, it must be difficult.
You know nothing about women.
Why not?
You never tell a woman she's old.
-Maybe that's why I never got married. -I guess so.
Here is fine.
Thank you, thank you very much.
Want some tea?
-I'm making some for myself. -Sure.
That's my husband, Hassan, Abu Omar,
may he rest in peace. He died three years ago.
-May he rest in peace. -We had some good years together.
When was that?
Up until '87, before the beginning of the Resistance and this whole mess.
People used to come here from Tel Aviv.
We had Israeli friends, nice people.
The Beatles?
What, no good? Because they're not one of ours?
On the contrary, they're good, I like them.
I lived in Europe for a while, I prefer their later albums.
Excuse me.
-I'm sorry, I have to take this call. -No problem.
-Excuse me. -Go ahead.
I'm listening.
You told me to call if I saw anything unusual, right?
-Talk. -There was a fight here at the hospital
and suddenly she disappeared.
She met with suspicious people on the roof.
-When? -A few days ago.
Samir!
Samir, how's it going?
-Stay back! -Did you know Nidal was at my house?
-Samir, who is this man?! -Shut up!
-Don't talk to her like that! -Shut your mouth!
Your brother was at my house.
He spoke with my son. So I figured I'd come talk with his family, too.
I told you I have nothing to do with it.
Neither does my son!
Tell your brother that if he ever comes near us again, I'll kill you
and then I'll kill your mother and your beautiful, pregnant wife!
I'm crazy, you know.
I killed your father with my own hands.
Tell your brother that if he ever comes near us, it's over.
You'll all be dead. Understood?
-Understood? -Samir...
Understood?
-Peace be upon you. -Upon you be peace.
Where's Nidal?
I need you, Walid.
You?
What do you want from me?
I have something to tell you.
You wanna hear?
Amir?
It's me.
I know.
In two days, at two p.m.
at the Four Seasons Hotel in Ramallah.
And Walid stays alive.
He will.
And you'll fly me to Paris?
If Walid actually shows up.
And if he doesn't?
We'll take care of you.
I'm scared.
Remember, 48 hours from now, you'll be a free woman.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, Shirin.
Take this, dear.
Look out for yourself, son.
Stay strong and your brother will be able to help you.
You'll see.
Don't worry, Mom.
It's only temporary.
No, it's not.
I promise you. We'll raise our son together.
Don't go, Samir.
-Enough. -Stay with us, my love.
-Let me go. -Samir...
Samir!
Don't worry, dear.
He's not who they're after, he'll be back.
He won't be back.
I just know it.
-Who is it? -It's me. Open up.
-Are you alone? -Yes.
My dear brother, bless you for arriving safely.
What is it? Tell me.
That swine came to see me.
Doron!
When?
I was at the marketplace with Marwa. He threatened us.
God, forgive us our sins.
-I want to flee to Jordan, Nidal. -I swear to God, I'll kill him.
-You hear me? -Yes, no problem.
I want to flee with Marwa to Jordan.
I'm serious.
-Will you help us? -Sure, whatever you want.
Abu Seif, our hero. Peace be upon you, fighter.
Upon you be peace. How are you, Abu Hazem?
Praise God the Almighty.
I haven't seen you since the Yarmouk battle.
We hear a lot about you here.
-All thanks to Almighty God. -May you be blessed.
What about what we discussed?
We have our guy in Nazareth, I sent you his address last time.
Nidal, our people here expect some action on your part,
that you do something on our behalf.
I've cleansed our homeland of the undercover Unit Commander.
That's not what we need. You know who we are.
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime.
But my father's friends have stopped all funding
and my means are running low.
It's time that you left them.
I know.
I believe in you, Abu Seif.
Nobody before you had the courage to raise the ISIS flag in Palestine.
With the help of God, I won't let you down.
To victory, Abu Seif!
-Goodbye. -Peace be upon you.
RAMALLAH, Al-MASYOUN NEIGHBORHOOD
-Where are you? -I'm near the hotel.
I'm waiting for you.
Don't let him be with me for too long. I'm scared.
I know. But you'll be fine. This'll all be over soon.
-What do I do with the cell phone? -Get rid of the SIM card.
-How will you know where I am? -We see everything.
Goodbye.
The "shadow" is here.
-Get in. -Who are you?
Walid sent me. Get in.
The "shadow" is on to us.
Not certain.
Sure.
-Where do I know you from? -What, you forgot?
-Am I supposed to remember you? -Come with me, I'll remind you.
You were at the hospital!
Where are you taking me? Tell me where!
You'll see.
Walid!
Walid, what is it?
What is it?
Walid?!
-Walid! -Nidal told me.
Translation: Hagit Harel