GAZA
RIMAL NEIGHBORHOOD, HAMAS LEADERSHIP BUREAU
Honored Sheikh,
I've lost a lot in my lifetime.
Five children and two wives
instantly turned into ashes.
And not just them,
but also my brothers-in-arms, my fighters and soldiers.
I'm not the only one.
Is there anyone in this room
who hasn't lost friends, loved ones and family?
We appreciate your sacrifice, Abu Mohammed,
but we're not here to listen to this propaganda talk.
Had you bothered to inform me about last night's operation,
I'd have told you to abort it.
All these vendettas of yours will drag us into unnecessary war.
Honored Sheikh, it's not a vendetta.
Look what's happening in the West Bank.
Had Chairman Abu Ammar seen how his men are convening with the Jews
at the Shin Bet offices, I swear to God, he'd return to Tunisia ashamed.
We must get rid of both the Zionist Occupation
and the unfaithful collaborators working with the disloyal Authority.
God have mercy. They died as Shahids.
They killed three men, including two commandos.
God have mercy.
I spoke with Abu Mohammed,
he says it's a great victory and wishes you good luck.
May God be with you.
Do we know what happened to Hamdi and Ibrahim?
I'm looking into it. Don't worry, just focus on your mission.
We know our mission, Fauzi, but what if there's a collaborator among us?
We're not here to die as Shahids. We must first find out what happened.
I said, I'm looking into it!
And if any of you are getting cold feet,
then you can go back to Gaza right now.
Relax, Fauzi, we're just asking.
All right, look after yourselves.
And have faith in God.
Hamas' military wing claimed responsibility
for yesterday's heroic attack in Israel.
Hamas' correspondent warns
that further attacks are in store for the Zionists
and their collaborators
from the disloyal Palestinian Authority.
Turbulent times lie ahead.
-Hello? -Hello, is this the butcher?
Wrong number, ma'am.
Wrong number.
-Hello? -Dad, how are you?
-Fine, and you? -Praise God.
-How's Mom? -She's fine.
Dad, was Ziad at the party last night?
-Yes, why? -I told him to keep an eye on Abu Fadi
and I haven't heard from him since.
Is the coach there?
No, he didn't come in yet.
Well, let me know if you see either of them.
-Why, is there a problem? -I don't know, Dad. Maybe.
Okay, Dad, I have to go. Kiss Mom for me.
Fauzi, take care, my son. Okay?
Goodbye.
Um Maher, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
We'll find them.
I promise you we'll find them and make them pay for what they've done.
They'll pay a heavy price.
Goodbye.
What's with you boys?
Come on, start training. Bashar, come with me.
Get crackin'!
Say, where's Abu Fadi? Have you spoken to him this morning?
No, why?
He's late. Call him, see why he's late.
You two, get in the ring.
Come on, get inside.
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Please leave a message.
DHAHIRIYA, SOUTH OF HEBRON, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
-Hey, buddy, come here. -What is it?
We're the Palestinian Preventive Security. Where's Abu Fadi?
He's not here.
-He didn't come in today? -No.
-Hey, what are you doing? -Shut up.
Hey! What's going on here?
Are you Abu Fauzi?
Where's your son?
And your coach, Abu Fadi, why isn't he here?
I don't know where they are
and you have no right to be here. Please leave.
Get out!
Back off!
Cool it, Munir.
Your son is suspected of killing the Head of the Palestinian Preventive Security.
And your coach is accused of aiding him,
so tell me where they are or I'll arrest you both!
Let go of her, you animal!
I said, let her go!
Your son is history, Abu Fauzi. Consider him dead. My condolences.
And we'd better find Abu Fadi as well or we'll be back. Got it?
Got it.
Good.
What?
What a hero, using a gun. Let's see you unarmed!
See you around, folks.
Won't you come upstairs?
No, Dad, I'm meeting a friend on campus.
-I'll pick you up in an hour. -Even earlier. This won't take long.
I'll call you.
You should've seen the welcoming party.
The entire village arrived. It was so strange.
Did you tell him?
-You didn't, did you? -He's still in shock.
Yesterday, he tried to turn the TV on with the AC remote.
I'll tell him in a week or two after he adjusts.
Tell him already. He'll be happy, won't he?
Of course. I just need to think about how to break it to him.
I can't just say: Dad, I have a girlfriend,
she's amazing and smart, but a Bedouin.
-I need to think about how to say it. -As long as you say "smart and pretty."
Oh, look what someone sent me.
They wrote about me.
Did I tell you I'm going to Amman in two weeks?
For the Jordanian multiple weight class championship.
If I win, I could get sponsored, which means lots of money,
fights in Egypt, Dubai...
I won't be a construction worker. I'm getting outta here,
-and you're coming with me. -Yeah, let's leave tomorrow.
I'm not kidding, Safaa, why stay here?
Let's leave this dump.
DAD
-Don't answer it... -Come on...
Hi, Dad.
I'm on my way.
I'll be there in 15 minutes.
Okay. Bye.
I'll send you a postcard from Dubai so you can see who you're dealing with.
"The champ from Hebron!"
NURIT: "COME ON, OPEN UP"
Bashar!
-Abu Fadi? -What's up?
Bro, they're looking for you.
Those Preventive Security bastards choked my aunt!
-Shameless fuckers. -How'd you get here? There's a curfew.
Through the valley. Is there anywhere I can stay?
-Yes. -Where I can lie low?
-Yes, but what do they want from you? -I'll tell you everything, but not here.
-Can you help me? -Of course.
Are you sure it's safe here?
Nobody ever comes here.
Buddy, you're a lifesaver.
No problem.
-What mess did you get into? -Bashar...
You're up early.
Yeah, I'm headed to the club.
-Why are you up? -I'm used to six a.m. roll calls.
Well, you're home now. Go back to sleep.
I won't fall back asleep. Want some coffee?
I'll have some later.
It's here.
Thanks.
In jail, they plan every second of your day.
Your coffee breaks, when you eat, shower...
It's so much easier.
Son...
it'll take us some time to get used to each other again,
but you should know I'm very proud of you.
Nasser told me you train hard, and that's most important.
It's that coach, Abu Fadi, isn't it? He's a serious guy.
Yes, Dad, very.
I need to find a job now.
At the party, Immad Al Natche told me: "Take your time,"
-and now he says: "Let's talk." -All right, so go talk to him.
I don't know. He's offering me a paying job, I won't take it?
On the one hand, I can't live off my released-prisoner pension,
but on the other hand, I swear, Bashar, I'm fed up with this.
I've devoted half of my life to them. Don't I deserve a break?
Sure, you do, Dad.
Go ahead and rest.
Gotta go.
-Thank you so much. -Don't thank me, my mom made it.
Can you tell me what's going on?
Are you involved in that mess with the Jews?
Of course not.
I know you sold explosives to Fauzi, so don't lie to me.
Fine, I did here and there, that's all.
But the other night at the party, someone told me: "Watch out,
the Preventive Security is here," so I took off.
The Preventive Security? Do you know if they caught Ziad?
I have no idea, I took off to my parents' in Jerusalem,
but they were waiting for me there, too. Now I'm wanted.
Wanted?! For what?
Nobody ever tells me anything.
Abu Fadi, talk to me, I'll help you.
Listen...
I have a big crate of explosives, new stuff from the IDF,
and now I don't know what to do with it.
Someone must've told them, so they're looking for me.
-Is it here? -No. I buried it outside the village.
What a mess.
Why did you ever get into it? You're a boxing coach.
You did it for money?
Trust me, if I could, all I'd do is coach you.
It'll be okay, Abu Fadi. I'll get you out of this.
"Defeat is not declared when you fall down,
it is declared only when you refuse to get up."
Who taught me that quote?
Okay, buddy, go practice and don't mention anything to anyone.
I'll be here for a day or two, and then I'm gone, don't worry.
I'm not worried, Abu Fadi.
Let's go, guys.
-Good morning, Uncle. -Hi, Bashar.
How's Auntie feeling?
Better.
Damn that Preventive Security. They're all traitors.
What do you want, Bashar?
How's Fauzi?
Fauzi?
-Why do you ask? -Just wondering how he is.
Uncle, I have a message for Fauzi.
What message?
I spoke with Abu Fadi, he's got stuff that Fauzi needs.
-Abu Fadi? -Yes.
Where is he? In the village?
That's not important. Can you give Fauzi my message?
Bashar, nobody knows where Fauzi is.
Certainly not since the incident. He's not in contact with anyone,
-not even with his mother. -I know, but if you hear from him,
-this could help him a lot. -Bashar...
don't get into this mess, I beg you.
You don't want to live like Fauzi, you hear?
I wish Fauzi had your talent, he'd have gone far.
Look after yourself. You have a promising future. Got it?
Don't worry about me, Uncle. I just wanted to help out my cousin.
Never mind, forget it.
Fine. What does Abu Fadi want to give Fauzi?
MILITARY BASE NEAR DHAHIRIYA
Your cell phone.
How's it going, Cousin?
Fine.
-I hear you've become a serious boxer. -Yep.
Come watch me train sometime, you and I will do a round.
-I hear you have something for me. -Yes.
Listen, Abu Fadi has to get rid of some explosives
because the Authorities are hunting him down,
so I figured maybe I can help him.
-Like helping out a friend? -Yeah, why not?
-Is there a problem? -What do you know about him?
Don't be paranoid. You guys checked out everything about him,
about his ex-wife, his previous job. What more do you need?
Listen to me, Bashar. Abu Fadi works for the Jews as a collaborator
-and he's using you to get to me. -That's nonsense.
You didn't know? Huh? Did you know or not?
Abu Fadi is a boxer and a coach from Jerusalem.
He's got medals. Google him!
He's with the Shin Bet, Bashar. Think about it. He sells me explosives
that end up killing two of my men.
He was seen leaving the party with Ziad, suddenly Ziad is missing.
Now he's setting you up and you're helping him out.
You're either stupid or a collaborator.
How dare you call me a collaborator?!
Me, a collaborator?
He told you to stay out of this, didn't he?
-And coming here was your idea, right? -Shut up!
Just shut up.
That's their tactic.
Those snakes get into your home, your life, your soul...
But he told me--
And by the time you notice, it's already too late.
But he coached me. He told me I was good,
a gifted boxer,
that I'd be great someday.
He's a liar, kid.
It's all lies.
Do you know where he is now?
Bashar, where's Abu Fadi?
In the shed behind our house.
Excellent.
Here's the plan: you call him up,
tell him I want the explosives
and that I'll meet him at the boxing club tomorrow at midnight
to make the purchase. Okay?
-What happens then? -It's okay, I'll handle it.
Just take a deep breath and relax.
-You okay? Can you talk normally? -Yes.
Abu Fadi?
What is it? Why aren't you asleep?
Never mind. I spoke with my uncle-- I mean, my cousin.
He'll meet you tomorrow at the club at midnight, okay?
-You spoke to him? -Yes, it's a done deal.
I have to hang up.
-Bye. -Bashar...
You got lucky. You're a lucky kid.
Now, go on home.
Not a word to anyone, okay? As if nothing happened.
-Abu Fadi? -What is it?
That's not your real name.
-What are you talking about? -Tell me your name!
-Sit down! -Did you lie to me?
Your name isn't Abu Fadi, you liar! What's your name?!
Tell me your name! Are you a collaborator?!
A Jew? Why did you lie to me?!
Tell me your name!
My name is Doron.
Doron? What are you, a soldier? Police? What are you?!
How do you speak fluent Arabic?! What are you?
Why did you lie to me?!
Calm down! Calm down!
Listen to me. Your cousin is a murderer
-and it's my job to stop him. -Shut up!
-But it's got nothing to do with you. -Liar!
You're a great guy and a gifted boxer.
-You're dear to me. -Dear to you?
Fauzi knows you're here.
-He does? -Yes.
I don't know why I told you, you deserve to die!
See? Told you he'd come here.
Let him go, Fauzi, he doesn't know anything.
Drop your weapon.
Drop your weapon!
Hands up.
You people have no shame, turning a kid into a traitor.
Fauzi, he's got nothing to do with any of this, let him go.
Let him go!
Bashar!
Dad!
Fauzi, what are you doing?
Uncle, I'm sorry...
but your son is a traitor.
He tried to hide this bastard collaborator, this spy.
They teamed up to catch me.
Dad, he's lying! It's not what happened!
And then came here to warn him.
Move away from him.
Look how a Jew just fell into our hands.
Stop! Stop! Don't move!
Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel