ISRAELI POLICE - DO NOT CROSS
Just you wait, Eli,
you'll regret this. For fuck's sake...
-Where are you? -He's about to enter,
-our little boy is a bit shaky. -For fuck's sake...
-Abu Naim, you're the best in the area. -I am the best in the area.
Thanks, Abu Musa.
-Peace be upon you. -Upon you be peace, man.
Have a seat.
Bless you, my dear man.
-Your glasses. -Thanks.
-Bye. -Bye.
Come on, guys! Next!
Go ahead.
I'm in no rush. You go ahead.
Go ahead, my friend.
Thanks.
-Ahmad, just wash his hair quickly. -Have a seat.
Sit down comfortably.
-How's the water? -Fine, thanks.
Don't cut too much, just the sides, okay?
-Don't worry, pal. -My brother-in-law is getting married,
-so, please, be careful. -Don't worry.
-But... -Relax, he's the best in town.
-There you go. -Thanks.
Come here, my friend.
Come here, buddy.
Welcome.
-Hold it, pal... -Trust me.
-No, no... -You're insulting me.
I'll give you a stylish haircut.
I'm very sorry,
but I'm in a rush, I gotta go. Just put in some gel and that's it.
-Just gel? -Just gel.
-My wife will love it. -God willing.
All done.
-What do I owe you? -It's on the house, my friend.
-Take care. -Thanks, buddy.
-Bye. -Bye.
-Thanks. -Goodbye, handsome!
Bye.
TRAITOR
What are you two doing?
Get out of here!
Nidal, what are you doing?
Don't call anyone, don't be foolish.
Hello? Who is this?
The one who's going to execute you, your family and your mistress, you dog.
Have you no shame? How dare you call me?
Giving me a death sentence, huh? Just you wait.
You know very well how we punish traitors.
I'm a traitor?! You killed Walid Al-Abed!
-You're finished! -The Jews killed him, you fool.
The problem with you is you believe everything you hear.
Your ego has blinded you and caused you to betray your father's values!
May God curse you.
May God curse you, you dog!
-What good did that just do? -Calm down now, Samir.
-We're gonna die. -No, we're not. Nobody's gonna die.
We have money now, salaries, everything.
Tell everyone to forget about their friends. Nobody is to call anyone,
nobody is to see anyone, nothing! Until we meet up.
I promise you, Samir, we'll bring honor to our late father.
-Be patient. -I don't care about honor.
And don't see Marwa behind my back, understood?
From now on, you inform me before every move you make.
-I didn't see her. -Samir, don't lie to me.
You met with her at the marketplace, right? You were being followed.
Enough, leave me alone!
So I won't go out, okay?
I don't want to end up like those people being hunted!
I want to raise my son and educate him!
Marwa is pregnant. She's in her third month.
I'm about to have a son.
I don't want to die.
I beg you, get me out of here.
How could you keep this from me?
So I'm going to be an uncle?
As long as you're with me, I'll protect you, Samir.
I promise I'll get you two out of here.
What's the occasion?
No occasion. Hanan made these and brought me some.
Why do you even talk to her?
She's an old woman, Samir, she doesn't know what's going on.
Poor lady.
What is it, Samir?
To be honest, Nidal,
I don't understand you anymore.
You tell me not to see my wife
and to trust no one.
I get it, we're under siege. But then you go and chat with a woman
who's affiliated with the Palestinian Authority.
You think she won't double-cross you?
On the contrary. She's shielding us from them.
Nobody would come near an elderly woman.
That's precisely why I chose this apartment.
-What if she rats us out? -Why would she?
Because people like her don't like people like us.
I wish I understood your reasons.
Samir, that's enough.
Just trust me.
I don't need preaching about what Dad would say, certainly not from you.
He had a hard time when you were living in Europe.
It bothered me to see him get agitated whenever your name came up.
I didn't understand why.
I figured... he ought to be proud of you.
Instead, he suffered. It pained him to hear that you were doing drugs
and going to hookers in Amsterdam.
But Abu Nidal was a strong man.
He kept working and giving speeches until the very end, like a lion.
As if nothing was wrong.
I was lost. I wasn't the Nidal you know today.
I was going through a rough patch and tried to escape from it all.
I'm doing all this to repent for my sins.
How exactly?
By not calling home anymore?
Or by joining ISIS?
You think Dad didn't know about it?
You're the one who killed him, Nidal, not the Jews.
The Jews simply made him a Shahid,
but he had already died long before that.
Not a day went by where I didn't try to contact him,
but he wouldn't take the call.
I begged Mom to convince him,
but he wouldn't have it.
And why?
Because I wasn't with Hamas.
Is that any reason for a father to shun his eldest son?
Samir,
Abu Nidal died a Shahid.
He died.
He died...
He died, still angry with me.
You still think it's my fault?
No, man, I don't think so.
I know how these youngsters get lured in by ISIS,
but it takes two to tango.
Trust me, the guy is filled with hatred and resentment.
He'll end up alone, mark my words. Alone!
Someday you'll see that I, Abu Maher, was right.
Thanks.
Blood for blood.
Welcome, Um Omar, what an honor.
Thank you, Abu Maher, thank you for seeing me.
Don't mention it. Abu Omar helped me a lot back in the day.
I'll never forget what your husband did for me.
-Did you offer Um Omar any refreshments? -Of course! Coffee is on its way.
After you.
-Bring a cigarette pack with you. -Yes, sir.
Welcome.
What an honor.
Have a seat.
How can I help you?
-Don't hesitate. -Thank you.
I won't take up much of your time.
I don't know if this means anything, but...
I've rented out my downstairs unit. You've been to our house once, remember?
Long ago, before the death of Abu Omar,
-may he rest in peace. -Bless you.
Well, I've rented out the downstairs unit
to a guy from Nablus named Fadi Al-Yarmur.
I think he's lying about his true identity.
I've asked friends about him and his family
and they all said they don't know of any such family living in Nablus.
My brethren believers, tomorrow, God willing,
we will commence the crucial stage of our battle against the Zionists.
Tomorrow, God willing,
we will continue in the path of the Shahids who died for this cause.
Fight for the sake of God
and know that He is attentive and all-knowing.
Don't come to work tomorrow. We're closed.
Bye.
It can't be!
Don't sweat it, Abu Maher,
it happens to everyone.
Remember that time we found out that Abu Mazen's chair
and Yasser Arafat's office were bugged? The Jews are sneaky.
-The Jews didn't plant this. -Who, then?
That's a high-quality device, not something you buy online.
Only God knows. In any case, thank you very much.
Bashar, not a word of this to anyone.
-I'm at your command, Abu Maher. -Goodbye.
Hello, Abu Maher.
-Hello, Captain Ayub. -How are you doing?
Very well.
Have you looked into what we discussed yesterday?
Yes, I have.
And? Is everything alright?
-You were right, Captain. -Sorry to hear that.
This will all be over soon.
I hope he hasn't got any more surprises lined up.
-Goodbye, my friend. -Goodbye.
Have you prayed?
Not yet.
Come on, let's go.
Translation: Hagit Harel