RAMLE, ISRAEL
[ARABIC] [Can you manage this amount?]
[Fadi, are you looking out for me?]
[I'm not just a businessman. I have a heart.]
[You're all heart. A heart of stone, a heart of tin.]
[You think only men can do business on the streets?]
[It's not the '80s anymore. You both should move on with the times.]
[You're right. Feminism was a great idea.]
[Folks prefer to buy from a woman nowadays.]
[Let me see that.]
[What, you don't want it?]
[Take it, what are you waiting for? Are you nuts? Take it.]
[Dude, you know her, she's alright.]
[It's okay, I'll gladly take the stash for free.]
[Be careful. With this amount, they'll eat you alive.]
[-Be alert.] [-Let's go.]
[-Police! Don't move!] [-Damn it, I didn't know.]
[-Don't move! Hands against the wall!] [-Stop, stop!]
[Hands against the wall!]
[You whore! You're a collaborator!]
[You call yourself an Arab?]
[You're the Jews' whore!]
[Let's go.]
You believe this? After the first hearing,
the judge sent the suspects to limited house arrest
allegedly due to low evidential criteria.
I said, no way, not on my watch. I appealed to the district court
because the cams of the school next door filmed the whole thing.
That's what I call good thinking, my friend.
-Well, well! Happy birthday! -Happy birthday.
Sorry.
Happy birthday.
-Everything okay? -Yeah.
What a feast!
What good is your rank if you can't get your wife a day off on her birthday?
-Quit harping on my rank, will you? -He's right.
I'll go take a quick shower. Wait for me with dessert.
Don't give me that look.
Is it true Danino left you alone with those two jerks?
Farjun's soldiers are animals, it's no joke.
-Why wasn't there another narc with you? -It was my idea.
You're out of your mind.
-Wow. -Happy birthday, babe.
-It's beautiful. -Yeah? I picked it out.
Hurry up, I'm running out of conversation topics
and Aviram is chewing my ear off.
[UNLISTED NUMBER: I LOVE YOU. I'M SORRY.]
[I LOVE YOU. I'M SORRY.]
Hello, boss.
What are all these people doing here? Where are the special units,
some kind of intervention?! They're just leisurely taking photos and fingerprints!
Let them do their work. You're not the only one who wants to find Ayub.
It's impossible.
-Why don't they close off the streets? -Doron, enough!
It's only been 30 minutes, they can't have gone too far.
They're doing their best.
They should be out there arresting people outside their houses.
This isn't Nablus, Doron. Hold on.
What's going on? They don't know how to work around here!
Angela, I found something.
Yes?
That was very quick, well done.
It's the guy from the embassy.
I'm such an idiot!
Fuck!
-Have you seen my phone? -Yes, it's on the bed.
What the heck?
Hey, what's going on?
-Is Maya Benjamin here? -Yes. What is this all about?
What are you doing? Hey!
Maya Benjamin? I'm Yaniv from the prime minister's office.
Please come with us.
Bro, you've made a big mistake. Who sent you?
-What's going on? -What are you doing?
-I don't understand. -Hey, what are you doing?
Leave that alone!
-Amos, calm down. -Hey!
-You need to come as well. -What is this?
I don't know. I'm calling the district commander.
Amos, your phone.
Your phone.
Take it.
We'll explain everything at the facility, okay?
Meanwhile, pack a few things. It could take a while.
JENIN REFUGEE CAMP
Don't move, don't move!
-Bathroom clear. -Bedroom clear.
He's not here.
[Where's Adel Tawalbe?]
Commander from 3, the target isn't here. We're leaving.
Roger, copy.
[I swear, Captain, I asked everyone. That's what they told me.]
[-They said Adel is hiding in this house.] [-I know you weren't lying to me,]
[but we have to reach him urgently, understand?]
[Keep probing until you find something,]
[and whatever you find, tell me right away.]
[Then we'll discuss what you requested.]
[It's okay, Zechariah, my friend. I know I can trust you.]
SPECIAL FORCES WAR ROOM, BRUSSELS
We have an ID.
-Well? -We have an ID.
Lebanese. Sammy Azam, a cook in a restaurant in Molenbeek.
Let's go.
No, I just got here. Yes, I'll get back to you later.
Ivri!
Where's Sammy Azam?
[-Where is he?] [-I don't know anything, let go of me!]
[-I had nothing to do with it.] [-Then why did you run away?]
[I heard him plan something with his friends, I don't know what.]
[-Who are his friends?] [-A few Lebanese I see at the mosque.]
[-What mosque?] [-Al-Madina, in Molenbeek.]
Face the wall! Hands behind your back and spread your legs!
Are you carrying a weapon?
[Why, Omar?]
[You're a smart guy.]
[How did you stoop this low?]
[Listen,]
[it's not too late to undo this.]
[Tell your friends you need to get me some meds,]
[blood pressure pills, whatever.]
[You'll go out to get something,]
[I'll give you a number to call,]
[you'll leave and never return, understand?]
[I promise you won't have any connection to this.]
[You have my word.]
[You think you know me, Captain?]
[You have no idea.]
[You think I'm my father's son.]
[You think I'm weak, that you can keep using me to gather intel.]
[But now,]
[now you're in my hands]
[and I can use you to gather everything you know.]
I see.
You're doing this because of your father.
You assume this'll make them think you're…
a macho man, huh?
You won't get anything out of me. You know that, right?
[Omar.]
[Nothing you do will help you]
[because they'll always see you as the son of a collaborator.]
[I love you, my wife.]
[My love.]
We're not home.
Damn it. If it's that jerk from the homeowner association, he's dead.
-What is it, bro? -You're not answering your phones.
-Is Nurit here? -It's our day off.
-Eli said we wouldn't be bothered. -Nurit! Nurit!
Steve, what is it?
Gabi's been kidnapped in Belgium.
His Hezbollah source, Omar, killed three security men and took him.
All of Belgium is on its feet, they can't find him, there are no leads.
And Doron was with him.
SHIN BET (GSS) FACILITY
[There she is. Maya!]
[-Maya.] [-Maya, tell them we're here for nothing.]
[-Mom, I'll be right back, okay?] [-Okay, my love.]
[Maya, these animals won't tell us why we're here.]
[Sit quietly and it'll all be over soon.]
[-Muhammad, don't make trouble.] -Maya, let's go.
[God willing, my dear. My love.]
[They arrested her too? What for?]
[Maya Benjamin, maiden name Tawalbe,]
[ID number 3647392,]
[address: 5 Shvil HaShikma St., Ga'ash.]
[So your husband is from the kibbutz?]
We just live there.
Why is my entire family here? And my husband, a police officer?
[Maya, are you close with your brother?]
I don't get it. Is the GSS into drug crimes now?
[I'm talking about Omar, not Muhammad.]
[When did you last speak with him?]
Four years ago.
[Four years? Are you sure?]
The summer of 2018, after my wedding.
He slammed the door in my face and I haven't seen him since.
-Yes, I'm sure. [-So, no contact in the last four years?]
[-Didn't I just say so?] [-Did you know Omar is in Hezbollah?]
[-Hezbollah?] [-Hezbollah.]
[He and your cousin Adel.]
[Not knowing about your cousin is one thing, but your own brother?]
Maya, you're an outstanding officer.
You got the undercover unit's highest evaluation, all your commanders say so.
-You think I believe that you didn't know? -It's true, I'll take a lie detector test.
Why didn't you contact him during these four years?
You used to be very close.
Yes, as kids, in high school.
You always helped him, right? Always.
-Even as a police officer. -Yes, I'm his sister.
-I love him even when he's being a jerk. -Of course.
I know that he loves you very much too. Very much.
He even mentioned it in a text message he sent you.
Yesterday.
"I'm sorry. I love you." Sound familiar?
Didn't you know it was him?
-Didn't you know he sent it? -How was I supposed to know?
Who did you think it was? [Someone who likes your eyes?!]
[Your officer, Adel Tawalbe…]
JENIN, PREVENTIVE SECURITY HQ
[…is roaming freely in your sector, killing people.]
[We're also in danger, especially you.]
[Ayub knows the name of each collaborator here in the Territories.]
[He knows them well.]
[I've known Ayub for 20 years. He's one of a kind.]
[They won't break his spirit.]
[It's a matter of experience, pal.]
[You, Mr. Experience, recruited someone whose father]
[was a leader in the Islamic Jihad, which we've wiped out,]
[and he started a Hezbollah cell right under your nose.]
[We recruited him because of his father. He had ties in Jenin, with Jihad too.]
[That's how we kept the peace]
[and knew to reach them before they carried out attacks.]
[Adel Tawalbe stood here. Right here!]
[And now he's the most wanted person we've ever had.]
[Captain Ziad,]
[words are powerful.]
[Speak respectfully]
[because it sounds like you're accusing me of something.]
[Yeah? Is that what it sounds like?]
[Very good, because that's what I meant.]
[I don't know if you're tied into it or not.]
[Abu Osama, prove to us that you don't have blood on your hands.]
-Yes? -Dana, it's me.
-I can't talk right now, is it urgent? -No, nothing's urgent.
Why isn't anything moving?
Doron, we're working on it with Ivri--
Have Raphael fly the team in, we'll get the job done!
Okay, Doron, I heard you. Let me work, okay?
Okay, Dima, update me on any development you have.
Armetic say their system is scanning our entire cloud area
and there's no indication of a cyberattack.
Itamar.
Doron, I've been trying to reach you all morning.
Everyone's waiting here at Dad's house. They're not telling us anything.
We're going nuts. I told them I'd call you. Any news?
No, nothing yet. But we're all on it and I'm here.
I'll update you about any news.
Okay.
Tell your mom too.
I will.
What a nightmare, Doron.
These things never end well.
Your dad is the toughest man I know. I'm not leaving without him, okay?
-Okay. -I swear.
We're glad you're there, Doron. We trust you the most.
So does Dad, I'm sure. He knows you're doing everything.
[No, no, no, the only thing I'm being accused of]
[is being part of the Muslim faith]
[and my faith in Allah and his prophet Muhammad.]
[That's your only accusation against me.]
[You know how many Muslims are arrested each day?]
[Hundreds each day, in Brussels and around Europe.]
They released him?
[Due to that accusation…]
[What do you claim I've done? I only promote peace.]
Their fucking bureaucracy will cost us Ayub!
-Have you spoken with Raphael yet? -No. Our Paris team is ready.
-We're mobilizing them. -The Paris team?
Do they speak Arabic? Can they work with Muslims?
Can they enter mosques and neighborhoods? Why not mobilize Eli's team?
They'd have ended this event long ago. What are we waiting for?
[Water…]
[Drink.]
[Gabi, why are you being so stubborn?]
[Talk to us.]
[Talk to us, give us what we want and get this over with.]
[Okay?]
[Come on, buddy, I'm listening.]
[Let's start with the names of collaborators in Jenin.]
What's going on? Why isn't anyone saying anything?
Well?
We're being mobilized to Belgium to help with the search.
-For real? -Totally.
They need someone who knows the Fatiha by heart.
We'll be looking for a Hezbollah cell that's holding Gabi
in the heart of a civilian population in a city foreign to us
without the freedom to work the way we're used to,
so take that into account, it'll be rough.
Prep up quickly. In 30 minutes, we have a briefing with Raphael from the Mossad
and then we take off. Pack warm clothes.
Get going!
Fucking Belgium.
Gabi arranged one heck of a honeymoon for you guys, huh?
What's up? Any news?
Looks like we're in for… a short hop over.
Do you know for how long?
No. Hopefully it won't take long. Time is critical.
Okay.
It'll be quick, you won't have time to miss me.
Don't worry about that.
Do what you have to do, be careful and come back soon.
Okay?
Okay, sweetie.
Promise?
Of course.
Kisses.
[Peace be upon you, Um Kareem.]
[My name is Zechariah Abu Saeed. Your husband Adel knows me.]
[You should know that I really value what he does.]
[He's an important man who brings great pride, and not just to the camp.]
[Thank you.]
[If I could, I'd tell him it's been an honor working with him.]
[Thank you, I'll tell him you said that.]
[Muatasam al-Fatah.]
[Khaled al-Walid,]
[69 al-Hussein St., Jenin.]
[Rami Abu Bakar,]
[65 al-Isra St., Jenin.]
[Listen, Captain,]
[I don't have many memories from the refugee camp,]
[but I do remember playing on the street when I was five or six]
[with my friends from school.]
[We were so happy.]
[You know how kids are, they don't need much to have fun.]
[Then you came and uprooted us.]
[I never saw my friends again]
[until one day, I bumped into one of them named Issa.]
[We had a nice time talking about the camp back in those days,]
[and he spoke about Rami, Rami Abu Bakar.]
[Rami, who was my best friend from school.]
[And you know what?]
[Rami died two years ago, and now you're giving me his name?]
[You know, I expected more from you, Captain.]
[If you keep lying to us, Gabi,]
[it'll only cause you more pain. Understand?]
[My dear Gabi, you've turned us all into traitors,]
[and now you'll be turning us into Palestine's heroes.]
Amos, tell me…
how you and Maya met.
How is that relevant?
Please answer the question.
We met at a district conference, okay?
How did your family react to your relationship?
After all, you're a decorated officer, a paratrooper.
Why date an Arab?
I know what you're trying to do, kid.
You think I'll lose it and let something slip?
-I know all your mind tricks. -No mind tricks, Amos,
I'm just trying to understand how well you know your wife.
I know my wife as well as you know yours, okay? I know her well.
What about Omar?
How well do you know him?
I met Omar once in my entire life.
At our wedding, that's it.
He's on the outs with himself and the entire world.
-Did they resume contact? -No, they're not in contact.
She hasn't spoken to him since. Didn't want to.
This is a phone log.
Last night, for her birthday, Maya received a text from Omar.
["I love you."]
["I'm sorry."]
Any idea what he's sorry about?
[Hey, cousin.]
[How are you? Is the line secured?]
[Yes.]
[Write this down.]
[How do we know he didn't just make up names?]
[He's a pro, he invented all their tricks.]
[It's for real. He's in no condition to lie anymore.]
[I see.]
[Thank you for everything, buddy.]
[-For what?] [-You know what I'm talking about.]
[Not everyone would agree to work with someone like me.]
[Someone like you?]
[Adel,]
[your father fell Shahid because of my father.]
[-My father was a traitor.] [-Omar, that's enough!]
[You listen to me.]
[You're not like your father. You're a man,]
[you're a hero, and you're my cousin.]
[You're my flesh and blood, don't ever forget that.]
[Blood is thicker than water even if your father forgot that.]
[My dear cousin.]
[Okay, enough joking around, start writing.]
[Shoot.]
[123 Hefa St.,]
[Jenin.]
[Samah al-Hindi.]
[Next…]
[Obeida Ibn Khaldun, Sheikh Ahmad Arkawi.]
[Keep going.]
JENIN REFUGEE CAMP
[Are you Zechariah?]
[-Yes.] [-Get in, Abu Kareem wants to see you.]
[Thanks, I'm trying to quit.]
[So we're going to see him? They say he's not even in town,]
[that he lives in the caves up in the mountains.]
[Hush. Look, bro, you can't talk about that.]
[Adel is the man, he does what it takes.]
[Don't worry, we're with you.]
[Nobody, neither the Authority nor Hamas, are as brave as he is.]
[I'd do anything for him.]
[Son of a bitch!]
[Traitor!]
[Die, you bastard…]
[Son of a bitch.]
[-Bastard.] [-There, now he quit smoking.]
BRUSSELS
-Doron. -Finally. It's about time.
There was a traffic jam over Budapest, man.
Hey.
-I hear you got a solid lead. -Yes.
Good job.
-Nice to meet you, I'm Ivri. -Nurit.
-Ivri. -Eli.
Muhammad al-Qutub was born in Baghdad. The Imam of al-Madina mosque.
Between 2012-2016, eight terrorist attacks
were carried out from that mosque, including in Paris and Brussels.
Thanks to Doron, we got clear indication that our cell members pray there.
The Belgians questioned him, he denied any involvement, so their hands are tied.
However, we got informal authorization to act independently.
-Thing is, we must keep a low profile. -Sure, we keep a low profile.
These guys aren't playing games.
According to Armis, they tried to hack Brussels' entire traffic light system
the night Ayub was kidnapped.
Let me get this straight.
You didn't bring us to Brussels just to gather intel, right?
You're here so that in case he forgets something during his interrogation,
you'll refresh his memory.
-Forget it, we'll tidy up tomorrow. -Oh, honey…
What a day, huh?
Why didn't you tell me about the text message?
It made me look dumb during the interrogation.
-Not just dumb, but suspicious. -Amos, you think I knew he sent it?
I thought it was someone from the neighborhood or from work.
It didn't even occur to me.
It's okay, never mind.
I think they understood.
But share with me next time, don't hold it in.
Okay.
So at least the interrogators think we tell each other everything.
Moron.
SPY
[May Allah punish you all.]
[-Captain Ziad?] [-Yes?]
[I'm sorry. They killed your friend Zechariah Abu Saeed.]
[I think Gabi started talking.]
BRUSSELS
Eli, are you in position?
Affirmative.
-Steve? -Affirmative.
Get to work. Good luck.
We're going in.
[Omar…]
[Omar, buddy…]
[You have to eat something, Captain, you can't keep this up.]
[Eat so you can get strong.]
[Your father would be ashamed of you. Just so you know.]
[I'm not the one who screwed your family.]
[Don't talk, my friend. No talking.]
[You cried over what your father's done to you,]
[but look what you've done to your family.]
[To Muhammad, Rana and your mother.]
[You know they've been detained.]
[-Enough talk.] [-And Maya? Ever think of her?]
[She's lost everything she's worked so hard for.]
[And you, you snake,]
[you've ruined your sister's life more than anyone's.]
[Gabi, mention my sister one more time…]
[…I'll slaughter you.]
[It's a shame, Captain.]
[There's a long night ahead of us.]
[You piece of shit!]
[Allahu akbar.]
Guys, the prayer is almost over. Be alert.
[May Allah's peace, mercy and blessings be upon you.]
Steve,
mind the cops.
Okay.
Remember, Brussels is on high alert.
-Good evening. -Good evening.
-Can I help you? -Good evening. No, we're fine.
We're just waiting for our friends who attended the evening prayer.
-Is this a rental car? -Yes, we're here visiting.
Please exit the car and show us your IDs.
Sure.
Steve, play along. Low profile, no provocation.
Damn it.
-Here you go. -Thanks.
May Allah accept your prayer. Let's head home.
[-Honorable Sheikh.] [-Hello.]
[We need to talk. Could we have a word with you in private?]
[What's your business here?]
[We just want to talk with the sheikh. It's a personal matter.]
[Sorry, my friend, it's been a long day. Come back tomorrow.]
[Please, just one minute, it won't take much of your time.]
[Brother, please, come back tomorrow and we'll talk.]
[It'll just take a minute.]
[-Who are you? Who sent you?] [-Hold on.]
[My brothers, tell me who you are so that I know how to help you.]
[We're not from here,]
[we're from Aleppo. We need to make some money.]
[We'd like to get a job, anything. Please.]
[-Are you cops?] [-Of course not.]
[Who are you? What do you want?] [-We're not cops.]
[I don't understand, what's the problem? We just want a moment with the Sheikh.]
[Forget it!]
[-Hey, hands off!] [-Do me a favor--]
What's going on there? Doron, talk to me!
[Ivri, it'll end up in a Fauda!]
[-Who sent you? Are you cops?] [-Please leave before it's too late.]
License plate number 1-DBO-642.
[-You believe these piece-of-shit cops?] [-Where?]
[They're writing them a ticket.]
[-Hands off!] [-Tell us who you are!]
[-Let's go, guys.] [-Go.]
Hey, what's going on? What's your problem?
For God's sake, people want to pray. Just chill and let us breathe!
[-Who are you?] [-Who sent you?]
Stop harassing us!
-Here you go. -Thanks.
Now they're off the hook?!
-Go away! -Calm down!
Hands off! Enough!
Step on it!
Beat it! Scram, you bastards!
[Enough!]
[Move! Move! Move!]
[Grab him! Grab him!]
[-Move! Move!] [-You bastards!]
[Stand back!]
[Move away! Stand back!]
[Move away!]
Subtitle translation by: Hagit Harel