TEL AVIV, ISRAEL
SHIN BET (GSS) FACILITY
This way.
Hello, Rabbi.
According to forensics, he was shot at the scene.
From point-blank.
DNA findings are currently being analyzed in Israel and in Belgium.
The victim's blood type matches Gabi's blood type.
In addition, Unit 8200 received an internal broadcast
from Hezbollah's secured channel this morning.
[ARABIC] ["The target is dead."]
And we have this, from Beirut's airport.
American satellite footage we received only this morning.
The aircraft is a private-owned Falcon 900
registered in the Iranian Aviation Authority.
It took off from Charleroi Airport.
We requested to close off the airspace via the Foreign Ministry.
Sadly, that didn't happen.
Omar likely returned to Lebanon with the body
and we've activated all possible means to locate him.
-Lavi is our MIA team rep. -Hi.
-Shoot. -The Mossad received a message
from the German intel rep in Beirut that Hezbollah contacted them
requesting a prisoner exchange in return for the body.
In previous events, they did everything to hide their possession of bodies.
Perhaps this time, they realized hiding it would be a challenge.
Did you see a body?
Have any of you seen a body? You have a satellite image.
Did you see it with your own eyes? Why are you burying him?!
All indications lead to the same conclusion.
The chance that Ayub survived is slim.
"Slim"? Have you lost your minds?!
"Slim"?!
Dana also updated us on a mega event currently unfolding in Jenin.
The murder of the city's Preventive Security Commander, Abu Osama,
likely by Omar's cousin, Adel Tawalbe, and his men.
These two events are clearly linked, and if I may make a suggestion,
you should handle these organizations with suspicion and caution.
Thank you.
What do the folks at Ermetic say?
Their system scanned our cloud environment and found no indication of data breach.
The cloud is safe.
Adel Tawalbe must've received information from another source.
Have you no shame?
Doron, it's shitty for us all, not just you.
He fought hard to get you this job and you give up on him?!
Sitting there quietly?! Because of some satellite images of a casket?!
Doron, back off.
Ayub would never give up on you or on any of us!
Back off--
Or else?!
Go home, there's nothing you can do.
-Hey, what's going on? -I'm fine!
-Are you okay? -Yeah, but your friend needs help.
Me?! You should be ashamed!
-I should be ashamed? -Yes!
Where were you, Doron? Huh? Where were you?
-You were there with him! -Whoa!
-So don't you dare scold me! -Whoa, Dana--
JENIN, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
[All of Dahieh is talking about you, my dear Adel.]
[-Great.] [-You can move ahead with the plan.]
[The next stage.]
[They'll never see it coming.]
[-That's amazing, Haj.] [-It is, my good man.]
[-We'll go down in history for this.] [-God willing.]
[-I'll get to work.] [-Keep me updated.]
[-Of course.] [-Goodbye, hero.]
[Goodbye.]
[Nael, come here.]
[Tell the guys to get ready, that Judgment Day has arrived.]
[-Will do.] [-Go.]
[Guys, hurry up, let's go.]
Itamar, I can't believe the rabbi is even considering this.
Declaring him a fallen soldier whose whereabouts are unknown.
I thought I'd kill someone when I heard that.
Yeah.
They came to talk to us and explain the situation.
What's there to explain?
Intelligence, the Mossad, the GSS, none of them can look me in the eye.
Doron, we've accepted it.
It's what my mom wanted and…
she's right.
There's no point in fighting it.
-I have to head back. -Itamar, giving up won't help
because I don't know if he's dead or alive--
Enough, Doron, what do you want from me?
You're just like my dad, exactly the same, you're both insane.
I've heard stories about you since I was a kid.
Doron the killer, the machine, who stops at nothing.
I always thought, wow, how awesome,
I wish I were like that too,
but I didn't realize it's a sickness, a serious mental issue
that fucks the lives of everyone around you, Doron!
Enough, let it go!
Let him die in peace.
There's a fracture near the femur head just above the entry wound
and a tear in the tendon near the gastrocnemius.
You'll regain full function, but it'll be a long recovery.
You need plenty of rest to strengthen up.
When can I leave? That's what I want to know.
I'm not in pain. I'll use crutches, it's fine.
Nurit, you're not here for your leg.
You went on a mission and put your body through trauma.
It directly affects the fetus.
Let us take care of both of you, okay?
For at least two weeks until the end of the trimester.
I'm not even sure I'm keeping it.
Nurit, that's your call, but right now you're still pregnant.
-You must realize-- -We'll discuss it later.
Hey.
-What's up, Doctor? -Hey.
How's the patient? Being cooperative?
Not really. She wants to run on the hilltops again,
but she'll have to be here for a while, okay?
-It's okay, she's used to being pampered. -Nurit, get well soon.
I'm here till seven if you want to talk.
Fuck. Does it still hurt?
They really went to town on this cast. There's a quarry worth of limestone here.
What is it, babe?
You okay?
Yeah, maybe a shower will do me good.
I don't get why they're keeping you here.
Being under full-time supervision because of a fractured leg?
Isn't that a bit odd?
I'll tell the doctor you're better off at home. I'll take care of you.
-I'll talk to her. -It's okay, babe, I'll talk to her.
Sagi, I'll talk to her tomorrow morning.
Okay.
Do you really live here or is this a set?
Look what I found. You haven't even opened it.
Let's get this day over with.
Good stuff.
Maybe he's right.
-Who, Doron? -Maybe we gave up on Gabi too soon.
Of course he'd say that.
Gabi was abducted on his watch, poor guy. Sure, he'd freak out.
I can't stop thinking about him.
What he went through in that apartment.
Hearing the team in the next building, so close, he knew they were close.
-Hey, Maya. -Ehud.
-Hey. -What's up? Come in.
First of all,
here's your computer and cell phone.
The GSS kindly returned them.
-I don't know in what state, but-- -Finally, thanks.
They're crazy, huh?
Amos told me they wrecked your house, but I see you fixed it up quickly.
Yeah, I have plenty of time now, you know.
At least now I know the difference between GSS and police searches.
Yep.
What a mess.
-What a mess. -What is it, Ehud? Talk to me.
I was ordered to put you on unpaid leave.
It didn't come from me
nor from HR or the commissioner,
but straight from the Ministry of Public Security.
-Unpaid leave, Ehud? But-- -I yelled at them, Maya.
I told them you're a decorated officer
with an impressive track record. Six months undercover
in the toughest place where no other narc dared set foot.
-Ask Shimrit how I yelled-- -I don't get it.
Am I suspected of something? Did I commit a crime?
What is it?
A security issue, they said.
But don't worry, I'm not done with them.
A security issue? It's so far-fetched.
If you want to appeal, I'm right behind you.
We'll ask the head of HR to look into it.
-I don't intend to keep quiet about this. -It's okay, Ehud, thanks.
-Alright. -Good night.
-I'll try to sleep for a few hours. -Go ahead.
What?
Dudi, you're my subordinate.
I asked to be transferred.
Not because of you, I'm just letting you know.
Duly noted.
I really have to get some sleep.
Even Itamar gave up on him.
They didn't give up.
They accepted reality. It's different.
To mourn him
and never forget him
is all we have to do now.
He's right, bro.
Wouldn't hurt you to do the same.
I keep thinking about the bastard who tortured him,
roaming freely.
Free in Lebanon, bro, not exactly your sector.
-They'll catch him, don't worry. -Yes!
It's just a matter of time,
a day, a month, two years. That bastard is a dead man.
Seems this Omar is last on their priority list.
The way he fucked over the Mossad and GSS, they won't let it slide.
-Yep. -You just gotta accept
you won't be the one pulling the trigger.
Exactly.
-Got anything to drink here, bro? -Above the oven.
-What are you, 14? -What's your problem?
-You've been playing that all day. -I'm hooked.
But I can quit whenever I want. Check this out.
Backgammon!
[For fuck's sake.]
What is it, bro?
Talk to me.
When we were in Brussels, Hagit had a panic attack.
She couldn't sleep.
I'm putting her through this shit all over again.
If anything happens to me, it'll finish her.
Not to mention the kids. God forbid.
Hagit knew what she's getting into.
Enough, we're too old for this job.
What's this? "Team event 2013." You've kept it all these years?
-No, bro, don't put it on. -You bet I will.
Cut it out, Steve.
-Leave me alone. -What now?
Compact disc…
-Cheers. -Cheers.
It was Moreno's birthday.
-Happy birthday! -Happy birthday!
-Boaz? -Yeah, bro?
Tell Steve to cook it some more, it's still raw.
For crying out loud… They want you to cook it some more.
You're such a pro, unbelievable.
What do you want in the pita, Doron?
Where's Gali?
I don't want any.
Back off, moron, I'm eating.
Boaz, learn how to make coffee. Nice and slow.
[You need patience, buddy.]
Hagit needs me at home. Let's go, Steve. She's got great timing.
Gotta go, bro.
This was fun. Cheerful.
Love you.
You're such a moron, what was that for?
BEIRUT, LEBANON
DAHIEH QUARTER, HEZBOLLAH HQ
[Chin up, hero.]
[You've brought great respect to the organization,]
[your family and every Muslim.]
[Haj Ali, it wasn't only me.]
[We've lost several brave fighters who gave their lives for this campaign.]
[Of course, they're Allah's martyrs,] but thanks to you,]
[we'll strike the Jews so hard, it'll be talked about for years.]
[I spoke earlier with your cousin Adel. You know what he said?]
[That what you did will go down in history. Understand?]
[Thank you. Thank you very much, Haj.]
[Omar…]
[Omar, you're very dear to us.]
[I promise we'll look after you and tend to Aisha's every need.]
[About Aisha, I was wondering.]
[I want to see her, even if only for a moment, just one night--]
[Omar, it's not that simple. I understand you, I do,]
[but now you're the most wanted person, not only by the Jews,]
[but globally, by the Europeans and Interpol.]
[And now, after I told your cousin to move on to the next stage,]
[one night could ruin it all.]
[-You understand that, don't you?] [-Yes.]
[But I promise you, buddy, we'll look after Aisha,]
[and as soon as it's possible, you'll get to go visit her]
[and she'll be proud of you.]
[Thank you, Haj.]
[My darling, my honey--]
[-Good evening.] [-Good evening, Nizar. Go ahead.]
[Go ahead and hurry back before we're caught.]
FNAIDEK, NORTH LEBANON
[-Good morning.] [-Good morning.]
[-Hello, Aisha.] [-Hello, Um Samer.]
[My love.]
[Omar, my darling.]
[-You're back.] [-My love.]
[I can't come home yet.]
[Why not? What more do they need of you?]
[They'll be done soon.]
[I'm working on it. Let me finish this job, it's important,]
[and then I'll come home and be with you always.]
[When we got married, you said you wanted a family, children.]
[That hasn't changed.]
[But I didn't have a choice.]
[I had to go.]
[Omar…]
[I don't want to end up a young widow.]
[Understand?]
[My darling, my honey, sorry for contacting you this way,]
[but I'm in deep trouble.]
[I don't know what you've heard, but it's complicated]
[and you must help me because my life is on the line, sis.]
[Listen closely. Go over to Mom's house.]
[In the back room, in the brown cabinet,]
[I taped a small package to the bottom of the top drawer.]
[Take it without being seen and tell me when you've got it.]
[It's very important.]
[If there were any other way, I wouldn't turn to you.]
[Get back to me on this app. No one can see our correspondence.]
[I'm waiting for your reply.]
[Love you, my honey.]
This is Musab al-Adas. Abu Osama's driver who joined the ranks of Adel.
This morning, he made a call from his personal cell phone
to his special friend Ismail Tamimi, a pharmacist at Jenin's Al-Warda Pharmacy,
and said he can't see him for the next few days.
Define "special." A squad member?
-His lover, Eli, get with the times. -Then say so.
How am I supposed to know what "special" means?
Fine, we'll bring him to you wrapped in pink ribbon.
-It's super urgent, got it? -Okay.
-We'll try to figure out what he knows. -What about the teammate I requested?
Nurit is on leave and I need a replacement in the order of battle.
-When do I get him? -Her. Shani Russo is coming back.
Russo?
Is she done with the hilltop?
-She's joining the briefing. -I heard she only does solo projects.
Gaza, Lebanon. Does she even remember how to work on a team?
If she's forgotten, I'm sure you guys will remind her just fine.
So you got the teammate you requested.
What's wrong, Eli? Talk to me. What is it?
-I need to take a breather, I'm-- -Eli…
Eli, don't you dare quit on me now, you hear?
-I need you, we're in the midst of a war-- -We're always in the midst of a war.
-Question is, when is there a cease-fire? -Never, and you know that.
Eli, I know it's hectic. I see how you carry this team on your back,
trust me, I do.
But first, let's rub out Adel Tawalbe and take it from there.
-Alright? -Alright.
Alright.
JENIN, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
[-Hello.] [-Hello.]
[-Can I help you?] [-Yes.]
[I'm looking for a cream that has a nice smell.]
[We have this cream, it's very good for the hands and body,]
[has a hint of coconut fragrance. Try it.]
[Russo, I'm sending in the kid.]
[-I'm here if you need help.] [-Thanks.]
[He got the note.]
[MY DEAR, I'LL SEE YOU AT THE REAR ENTRANCE. MUSAB.]
[-Russo, what's going on?] [-He's going out the back.]
[Let go of me!]
[Careful!]
[-Let's go!] [-Let's go!]
[Drive!]
[I swear I'm not involved in anything, I'm just a pharmacist.]
[My name is Captain Ziad. Ever heard about me?]
[-Have you?!] [-No, no.]
[I'm not involved in anything, I don't want trouble.]
[Your friend Musab al-Adas, what is he up to?]
[Why can't he see you for a few days, huh? Spill it!]
[I don't know. He just called me to say he's leaving, that's all.]
[Ismail, think hard or I'll put up photos around the camp]
[of you sucking him off in the pharmacy storeroom.]
[Understand?]
[Stop crying! Talk!]
[Where is he headed?]
[Talk!]
[Ismail, calm down.]
[It'll be okay.]
[Breathe.]
[Ismail, my name is Amira.]
[Let me explain something to you.]
[It's not you we're after.]
[The problem is that Musab is planning to hurt innocent people,]
[and if that happens, you'll end up in prison for many years.]
[Wouldn't it be a shame?]
[Let's avoid that.]
[Where is Musab headed, huh?]
[What is he up to?]
[I don't know, I really don't.]
[He usually doesn't tell me anything]
[and I don't ask him.]
[Ismail, if you help us find him, he stays alive, you understand?]
[Otherwise, he dies. That's certain.]
[His life and yours will be over.]
[You can prevent that by helping me.]
[I don't know, I really don't.]
[Ismail, look at me.]
[Look at me.]
[Did he say anything odd or different?]
[A few days ago, suddenly…]
[…out of the blue,]
[he asked if I'd ever been to al-Shaykh Muwannis.]
[I said, "No, never even heard of it."]
Dafna, issue a Red Alert!
Send forces to north Tel Aviv, the university campus.
Inform the head of Mossad and the bureau.
[Let's go.]
[Hurry up, Musab.]
[Hi, Munir.]
[Go!]
RAMAT AVIV (AL-SHAYKH MUWANNIS)
[Off you go, champ. Good luck.]
I'm done with parties--
Kaspi!
Elad! Elad!
Lavi!
No updates yet. The head of GSS and the district commander
are headed to a briefing.
Dudi and I will be there in 20 minutes.
-He dropped me off at home to change. -I'm here with the on-calls.
-Let me know when you're there. -Okay, will do.
-Go ahead, Amira. -Give me five minutes.
DORON
Yes?
-Dana. -Yeah?
-They tried to kill me. -What?!
Some bastard with an AK-47 sprayed my entire house, Dana.
What?! Who?!
He looks Palestinian.
He's got a Beretta M9. He's with their security forces.
-Are you okay? -I'm fine, he's… not so much.
Okay.
I'll get back to you in five minutes. Stay available.
Okay.
Subtitle translation by: Hagit Harel