[ARABIC] [Good morning. To Shejaiya.]
[Your ID cards.]
[Get in, get in.]
[Let's roll.]
[Peace be upon you. Turn off the engine.]
[Where from?]
[I went to get the fishermen and we're headed home.]
[Fine.]
[-Peace be upon you.] [-Upon you be peace.]
[What, no fish today?]
[We didn't have God's blessing at sea today.]
[Okay. Go.]
[Come on.]
[I'll go get you food and water.] The power comes up only at ten.
Outside you have two unregistered vehicles.
Local phones with new SIM cards.
Please don't come near my home. I have a family and children.
-Don't even talk to them. -Don't worry.
-You speak fluent Hebrew. -"Know your enemy," right?
You guys know that better than me.
This is the gofer's address and his plate number.
He's unguarded, but he's very cautious.
Hamas operatives are always on alert. If they pick up on anything,
[even just one word out of place,]
you won't be returning here. If there's the slightest suspicion,
they'll ruthlessly slaughter you, me, my wife and my kids.
[We fully understand, my friend.]
Gaza is awaiting Israel's response,
but nobody thought you're this crazy. Sending only four soldiers?
Welcome to Gaza.
[These are the hostages. Don't talk with them too much.]
[Fine. I'll do my job and you do yours, thanks.]
Please, hold this.
Excuse me.
You are a doctor, right?
Maybe can you help us?
My name is Yaara.
And this is Elad.
We didn't do nothing to anyone,
and we are not connected to anybody or something like that.
Neither am I.
Hamas has prisoners in Israel
and now you're prisoners of Hamas.
They'll have a prisoner swap and release you.
But it might take time.
Just do as you're told, everything will be fine and you'll go home.
Okay, Yaara?
But how long?
Five years, like Gilad Shalit?
Depends on your government.
There. You have power for a few hours.
Can you maybe just call our parents?
To tell them we're okay?
Please?
-We're never getting outta here, Elad. -Don't say that.
Wanna see something? Look.
What...?
You idiot! He'll notice,
-and they'll come back here! -Hush, Yaara!
You heard him, he said we should do as we're told.
Why...?
God damn this place.
Has Eli ever told you his story about Gaza?
I heard it from someone who served with him in active duty.
They were after someone in Deir al-Balah
and foolishly got exposed.
A teammate didn't notice an armed man approaching
and got shot in the head point-blank, right in front of Eli.
That shit sticks with you for life.
It does.
Prepare, we're approaching the square.
[I don't see anything.]
[There he is.]
[The Zionist Occupation's forces are threatening an all-out war]
[against Hamas and the Gaza Strip. A Hamas official responded]
[that the Movement has no wish to engage in war,]
[but will not hesitate to resist the Zionist enemy.]
[Who is it?]
[Delivery from Kentucky Fried Chicken.]
[Abu Ibrahim!]
[Oh, man, look where life takes you.]
[Abu Bashar, here in Gaza.]
[Please, come on in.]
[Bashar, my son, come meet the head of the largest clan in Rafah.]
[-The most feared man here in Gaza.] [-Hello.]
[Samir Abu Samahadana, Abu Ibrahim,]
[the Nafkha Prison's most revered inmate.]
[It's best if you didn't know about the things we did together in prison.]
[-My good man.] [-Have a seat.]
[Bashar, go make coffee.]
[So this is the "Boxer from Hebron"?]
[See that?]
[So how old is Ibrahim? Nineteen?]
[Twenty. He's getting married in Belgium next month.]
[Three hundred people will be there while I'm stuck here.]
[Congratulations and all the best.]
[Look, I gather Abu Mohammed is counting on you within the Movement,]
[but if you'd like a break from all the fighting, come join me.]
[Bashar could work at the club and you could work with me.]
[I own garages in Rafah, I've got men on the border and everywhere.]
[It's true that life in Gaza is shit, but you could live here like a king.]
[-May God keep you safe.] [-Bless you.]
[He's entered a store.]
[-I'm going in.] [-Okay.]
[-Peace be upon you.] [-Upon you be peace.]
Come on already, damn it.
[-Peace be upon you.] [-Upon you be peace.]
Doron, a cop approached Arab 2. We should get outta here fast.
[You have a flat tire. It's either punctured or needs more air.]
[Oh, thanks.]
[Where are you both from?]
[We're traders from the West Bank.]
[-Where in the West Bank?] [-Hebron.]
[Show me your trade license.]
[My friend here is getting married today.]
[He's not focused. We're here to get him a suit.]
[He forgot his trade license. With all the excitement, he can't function.]
[Wait here.]
[Doron, the cop is searching the vehicle. Get outta there, fast!]
[Can I help you?]
[No, thanks. Goodbye.]
[-Eli, I'm losing eye contact with you.] [-Stay put so I can see you both.]
[Getting married at this age?]
[Second round. God willing, this time it'll stick.]
[His bride is Gazan. It's like a clan feud, they're all crazy.]
[You got that right. Well, have a good day]
[-and get some air in that tire, okay?] [-Thanks.]
[You don't want a flat tire, especially today.]
[Peace be upon you.]
[Yes, of course. Sure thing, buddy.]
[Yeah, I'll think about it.]
[Yes.]
[Yes, buddy.]
[All right, buddy.]
[-He's heading to the car with a woman.] [-Okay.]
[-Everything okay on your end?] [-Everything's fine.]
[Need anything?]
[-Can I take a walk around the hotel?] [-No. Go back inside.]
[But I'm stuck in this room. Can't I just go for a walk around the hotel?]
[You can't. Please go back inside.]
[Look, there's a gym downstairs. I'm a boxer.]
[Let me go downstairs, just to see it and come back.]
[-Can't.] [-Come with me!]
[Bashar!]
[Bashar, come here.]
My name is Yaara Zarhi, from Jerusalem.
I'm holding a newspaper printed in Gaza with today's date.
I want to inform the Israeli government
that our release is in your hands.
[-Why didn't they film the boy?] -We ask that you comply...
[I don't know, but it's wrong.]
[It makes it look like we strong-arm young girls.]
I'd like to add that we're being treated really well.
[Dad, do you think they'll kill them?]
[No.]
[They're needed alive so they can barter for as many prisoners as possible.]
[But why are we here, Dad?]
[Abu Mohammed said we've done our share, so why can't we go?]
[Go where?]
[I don't know, Dad, but at least we'd be outta here.]
[Don't you get where you are? You're in prison!]
[Easy to get in, hard to get out! Not just hard, impossible!]
Don't tailgate, bro.
Where is he taking her?
-Looks like he's headed to the hospital. -You think?
He's stopping.
Pull over.
Eli, he dropped her off at a hospital.
-They've split up. -Copy that.
Follow him.
[-Well?] [-We're screwed.]
[The hospital is heavily guarded.]
Return to the vehicle.
The hospital is crawling with commandos. Either some VIP is hospitalized there
-or it's Hani Al Jabari's hideout. -We're checking with Intelligence.
-Any ID on the woman he picked up? -None yet.
Michal?
How are you?
I'm fine.
-And you? You miss me? -Maybe.
A little.
We had fun, huh?
You bet.
Anyway, take care, don't catch a cold from the AC.
You, too. Watch out for E. coli in the hummus.
We eat that stuff every day and have to spend the night together.
Gotta go. Bye.
Abu Iyad, get the door.
[Peace be upon you.]
[-Thank you.] [-God bless you.]
[Thank you.]
[-I hope things are coming along.] [-Everything's fine, Abu Iyad.]
[We're working on it. It won't happen overnight.]
You don't know Abu Mohammed.
[The guy can smell a collaborator a mile away. He goes ballistic.]
[You remember how 2014 ended up for him.]
Cheerful guy.
Familiar with the Amjad Al Faras affair?
[He was a brigade commander in Khan Yunis.]
[Abu Mohammed merely suspected him of collaborating with Israel,]
[arrived at his home,]
[dragged him outside]
[and shot him in both knees.]
[And that's just the beginning.]
[He tortured Amjad for six months, but he had nothing to tell.]
In the end, they killed him.
[He was hung on a street pole where his kids could see him.]
[We're getting there, Abu Iyad. It'll be okay.]
[Just be ready, you and your family.]
[I've been ready for years.]
Elad, get up.
Get up, Elad, our food is here.
Hey.
Hey!
Yaara, come!
Come, Yaara!
They're coming!
We have to go!
-Come on! -I can't!
I'll call for help.
They'll get you out, don't worry.
[Where is he? Where'd he go? I'll call for backup!]
[Attention: the Jewish boy has escaped. Do not shoot without permission.]
[Fatkhiya, are you there?]
[Search over there, search over there.]
[Hurry up!]
-Yes? -Mom, it's me!
-Oh, my God, Eladi?! It's him! -Elad?! Come!
Subhi!
Gabi?
-What is it? -The boy.
-What about him? -He managed to escape.
[How? How did he get away?!]
[You let a child make fools of you!]
[Leave everything and get him back! Move it!]
[Let's go!]
-Hila, why is he on his own? -He stabbed the guard and ran.
-She must've been too scared. -He's a champ!
We'll find her. Doron, let's focus. Do you have his GPS location?
Hold on.
Yep, got it.
Drive straight ahead.
Eli, Eli!
Roadblocks everywhere, Hila. I doubt we'll manage to reach him.
Turn right.
I'll try connecting him to you via the local grid.
Patch him in.
-How far away are they? -Twenty minutes.
Subhi, turn off the power throughout Gaza. I want complete darkness.
Okay, he's patched in.
Hello?
-Hello? -Elad, hi, my name is Doron.
We're coming to get you. We know exactly where you are. We're really close by.
-Are you really here? -Yes.
-What the...? -Relax, Elad, we cut off the power.
I'll guide you to us. We'll be there shortly, okay?
If at any point you feel in danger,
stop at a safe place and call me from there, okay?
Yes, okay.
-I'll give you directions, okay? Avihai. -Walk 50 meters to the tall building.
-And turn right.
And turn right. Repeat what I said.
I walk 50 meters to the tall building and turn right.
-After 20 meters, there's an alley. -After 20 meters, there's an alley.
-Turn left. -Turn left
and stop at the entrance to Salah ad-Din Street.
I stop at the entrance to Salah ad-Din Street.
Call me when you get there. My number is on the screen.
From this point on, no Hebrew, only Arabic.
If you don't speak Arabic, say only [yes] or [no].
-[Yes]. -Attaboy. Good luck.
Take care.
-Hey. -Listen, the road is blocked.
Hold on. He says the road is blocked.
Elad, do you see a mosque with green lights?
[Yes.]
Go there and hide in a dark spot. I'll reach you on foot, okay?
I'm wearing a black shirt and a leather jacket.
-I'll text you the exact meeting point. [-Yes.]
Elad, you're going home today.
-Fuck. -It's chaos, Doron.
Do we have smoke grenades?
WHEN SMOKE GRENADES FLARE UP, GET TO MOSQUE DOOR.
They've exited the vehicle. No contact.
[Hey.]
[Hey!]
[Kid! Kid!]
I hear shooting from the mosque area!
Elad is dead. We've lost him.
God damn it!
[Who shot him?]
[Which of you animals shot him?!]
[You're all idiots!]
[-Abu Mohammed.] [-What do you want?]
[We found these.]
[-What are those?] [-Smoke grenades. Not ours.]
[They're here.]
[The Zionists are here.]
Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel