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While this series was inspired by actual events,

the characters and some of the events are fictional

and any resemblance between them and reality is a coincidence.

Let's prepare another bomb. - Already have.

Any news? - He hasn't come out so far.

Checking anyone entering or leaving.

He's scared, huh?

You can't stay here, it's too risky. - I ain't hiding from anybody.

If I do, folks will think they can scare me.

He thinks it was an inside job.

His troops are scared to death.

Liraz, do you trust your men?

Sigal, wow. - I can't believe it.

Your Sigal?

Now I get why you were so eager to come back here.

I know it seems scary... - It's not just that, Alon.

You've been distant since we got here.

What's with you? - I'm sorry.

I need you to bring us something from the base. An explosive device.

They've made me their gofer.

He said they pressured him. - Who did?

"Shenhav"

Tell your dad we've got you in our sights.

Don't touch her!

You're gonna kill him, Amit!

Dad, where's Amit? -In custody. - Help him. -I'll handle it.

Promise me. - I promise.

When they targeted your team and the station, I stayed,

but Tom is where I draw the line!

Miki, pull over and let's talk. - There's nothing to talk about.

Are you going to your parents?

They say Maor might know who did it. We need to wiretap his apartment.

I need to go out alone tonight. - At least say where.

Not a word to your guys.

I'm taking my mom and sister to the cemetery.

He's not telling anyone where he's going. Told only Bauman.

He just wanted to visit his father's grave.

Did he say when?

What was that?

Think he'll take the bait?

How did they know you were there? - There's a snake among us.

Did anyone know where you were going? - Only Bauman.

Son of a bitch!

Don't ask questions. Bring it and wait,

I'll be there in 2 minutes. Keep quiet, got it?

Maor sent someone to whack Bauman. He thinks he's the snake.

But he failed, Bauman got away.

Yep.

Dunno.

Just be there.

Gili, open the door, you faggot!

What's up, bro? - How're you doing?

It's a big mess, bro. - What is?

No time. Get your shoes on. - Why? Where to?

What's this? Going somewhere?

Nah, it's my gym bag.

We're gonna find Bauman.

Where is he?

I thought you would know.

Me? Nope. Why, what is it?

We'll talk on the way. Get the guns.

He's not answering.

What if he's a no-show? Did he say where Bauman is?

He'll show up, relax.

Here comes Gili. Just chill.

Go, go, go!

Aside for them,

was anyone hurt? - No, they were there alone.

Coffee? -No, thanks, gotta head back to the station for a briefing.

Remember we've got the second test Thursday?

Of course.

When? - 8:00 AM.

I'm sorry, Hadasi...

With all this mess, I'm not sure I'll make it.

It sucks, I'm sorry, it's just bad timing.

Kobi, it can't go on like this, I won't raise this child alone.

It won't go on like this,

I promise.

Bye.

Did Reuven speak with you?

Some movement in the apartment, but Ezra's still inside.

His right hand man must've escaped last night.

Doesn't matter.

Maor is our target. We stay on his tail.

What is it?

Hey. -Hi.

I saw the news. Wanted to see you're okay.

I'm fine.

Can you talk?

Not really, right before a briefing.

Is that Dad? - Hold on, Tomi.

How is she? - Did you ask him about Amit?

She's fine. Misses you. - Me too.

Ask him about Amit. - Tomi, come.

Whenever you have time, I'd like you to come over.

Shenhav.

Gotta go.

Bye.

I'd like to get started.

Quiet!

I saw some of you outside grinning:

"The bastards are killing each other."

So in case you didn't get it, last night was a disaster.

Not only the 3 murder cases in one night,

which I think is unprecedented,

but the start of an all-out war inside Maor Ezra's gang.

If you think that war won't end up hurting civilians, think again.

The dispute began last night, with the failed attempt to kill Ezra.

The person behind that attempt is Liraz Bauman,

who, until yesterday, was the gang's second in command.

In return, they tried to kill Bauman, and failed,

but killed 3 people related to him.

Bauman himself has likely skipped town,

and despite lack of evidence tying him into the event,

we can assume that Ezra's troops are the killers.

So, to prevent any further escalation

and in order to find the perps ASAP,

National Police is devising a course of action,

led by the district commander.

Maor Ezra was summoned for questioning.

We'll have more detainees soon.

Meanwhile, our station's task is to show our presence,

on the streets, to reassure the residents.

Border police will reinforce us... - What's up?

All units will be deployed around the city,

and I mean, all units.

From Patrol to Investigations. Is that clear?

Good.

Did he leave the house? - Someone picked him up.

He was summoned for questioning at the National Police.

What's in that duffel bag?

Guns.

He's not driving to the National Police.

Track him.

Black Pajero, tinted windows. We're on his tail.

Where is he going?

Must've found out where Bauman's hiding.

When he gets there, we don't arrest him until he fires.

What do you mean? - We want to arrest him for murder.

Are you on route 70?

2 minutes. You?

We took a shortcut.

We'll join you when you pass us. - Make sure he doesn't see you.

How many people did you see? - Nobody in the back seat.

Damn it. Go!

Reuven, something isn't adding up, I'm pulling them over.

Mitsubishi, pull over!

He's not in the car, Reuven.

Where's Maor? - Maor who?

Out of the car! - Hands up!

Did you lose sight of him? - Can't be.

Did they stop anywhere? - No, he didn't leave our sights!

The duffle bag's gone.

He didn't get in the SUV.

Did he get off somewhere? - Beats me.

Where did he get off? - On a pathway between two buildings.

Where did he go? - I don't know.

Talk!

I swear to God, I don't know.

God damn it...

Yes, thanks.

He never showed up for questioning. They're looking for him.

Great.

Does he know he was being watched?

Not sure.

Maybe he just doesn't want Bauman's men to trace him.

Anyway, we're supposed to start to patrol the city.

Check the lineup, I'll be right there.

Edri, got a smoke?

What's up?

Gotta check in on Tom's boyfriend, he's still in custody.

Promised her I'd look after him.

How are the girls?

The same. At her mom's in Givatayim.

This mess will be over soon. - She's not coming back.

Did she say that? - Not in so many words.

She wants me to come to Givatayim.

What do I tell her?

It's my fault, I dragged her into this mess.

You should visit her.

I will. Once Ezra is arrested.

Say,

can't Tom's boyfriend help us out?

Amit, I'm Alon, the station's investigations commander.

And Tom's dad.

I wanted to thank you

for protecting Tom against that creep from school.

You seem like a good kid,

and I know you wanted nothing to do with those folks,

but you're in way over your head,

and I can't let anything harm Tom. - I know, I told her that too.

I don't want her to get hurt either.

So it's important that you understand that you and Tom are over.

You can't see her ever again.

I promised her I'd try to help you,

and I intend to.

I want to drop the assault charges against you.

No criminal record, no court martial.

A clean slate.

Sound good?

Sure.

Thanks.

But first you must do something for me.

Hey, can you look something up for me?

We've arrested some kid named Amit,

a Combat Engineering soldier linked to Ezra.

Yep.

He started singing like a canary under interrogation.

I need you to find out what's the word on the street.

Paisho said he can get us 4 men.

We agreed on 10. -Now he said 4. And they need guns.

Will we have a bike ready? - Tomorrow. Hagai can do it.

Fresh pomegranate juice, sweet as honey.

Thanks, Rahamim.

Maor, can I have a word with you?

Maor, you know you're always welcome here,

but it really pains me to see you like this.

You're a young guy, got your whole life ahead of you,

a pretty wife, a daughter, God bless her...

Why have all these wars?

It won't end well.

You'll either end up in prison or get killed, God forbid.

And for what?

Money?

With all due respect,

if your father could see you now, he'd be heartbroken.

Tell me, Rahamim,

why did my dad die of a stroke at age 45?

Maor... -He was young, didn't drink, smoke or do drugs. Why then?

The Lord works in mysterious ways. - I'll tell you why.

Worrying about putting food on the table every day,

and the shame of having to ask his boss at the plant for a raise.

My dad was always a subordinate,

dependent on favors from others. That's what broke his heart.

He did it for his family. - Well, I'm not like him.

I don't beg.

Not for favors, money or charity.

I take care of myself and my family,

and will do whatever it takes to provide for us.

Not in the afterlife, Rahamim.

Now.

Maor...

Excuse me, Rahamim.

The Combat Engineering soldier who brought us the explosives. -Yeah?

He's been arrested, and he's singing.

Said he made the explosives for Bauman.

Go over it, make sure it's all there.

Amit, get in, bro, I'll give you a ride.

I'm good, thanks.

I said, get in.

What's up, Amit? How's it going?

You okay? Did they treat you well?

Good. Good.

What did they ask you?

Nothing, they knew I had some ties with Maor, but I told them nothing.

Say, where's Bauman?

How should I know?

We know about the explosives. - What explosives?

You take me for a fool!? - It wasn't me!

Tell me where Bauman is, or I finish you!

Drop the gun! - Drop the gun!

On the floor! - Nice and easy!

Hands up where we can see them.

Son of a bitch... - Shut up!

This whole exchange was taped.

You're under arrest for threatening, assault and attempted murder.

Book him.

Move it!

You okay?

Good job.

What now? -They'll take you somewhere safe, far from here.

Let's go.

Before I go...

can I see Tom one last time?

I'd hate to just disappear on her.

Come, they're waiting.

If you crack your skull, we're leaving you here.

Relax, Grandpa, I'll help you up.

I'll throw you in the water. - Sit down, moron,

I still need your help. We're not done yet.

Who knows? Maybe we are.

What do you mean? -Didn't you see the look on Nissan's lawyer's face?

Sheer gloom. - He's in trouble, thanks to us.

The National Police is looking for him,

he's in a war with Bauman,

and now we got his top boy. What's he got left?

I'm not sure he'll be back.

Where will he go? -Abroad, like the rest of these bastards.

Return to his friends in Romania, Thailand, Morocco,

they're everywhere.

He should be in prison. - That's for sure.

But at least he's off the streets.

If that happens, there should be a statue of Alon in the town square.

What about me? -You, Reuven, will get to guard the statue.

Come here. -Kidding. - Into the water!

I'm kidding, Reuven!

Hey. -Hey.

Is everything okay?

Is this a bad time?

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to see you.

Does your wife know you're here?

My wife left.

Is that why Tom hasn't come to school?

They're in Givatayim.

Can I come in?

Careful, it's boiling hot.

So, what happened? Was it the issue with Tom?

We've grown apart since we moved here.

It was hard for her.

I can see why.

It wasn't going to be easy,

but she agreed to come

because she knew what it meant to me.

Neither of us imagined it would come to this.

I'm surprised you're still here.

Why?

Why come back to deal with this crap after so many years?

Gangsters, the municipality...

Isn't it too much for you?

Too much what?

Too much Nahariya.

I'm fine with Nahariya. - Get real, Alon.

You've always had issues with Nahariya.

You felt you've outgrown it.

Including me. - That's not true, Sigal.

It's fine, it's not a bad thing.

You've always dreamed big.

Why did you stay here?

This is home.

I've lived in Tel Aviv for a few years.

It was nice, but I always felt like a guest there.

Everyone kept reminding me of that.

Nahariya is home.

Despite everything, I love it here.

You love life.

Shit, sorry...

It's fine, it's not hot anymore. - Sorry.

It's fine, Sigal.

What are we doing, Alon?

Sorry, I didn't mean to... - It's fine, I just need to know.

To you intend to stay here, without her?

Is he up? -Not yet.

Good morning.

When can I speak with my parents? - Tonight.

They'll arrange a phone call for you at your new location.

Anything to eat or drink? - Coffee.

Coffee? -Yes.

Good morning. - Good morning.

Mom, did you see my pants? - I washed them for you. -Thanks.

Sit down and have breakfast. - Can't, got a remand hearing.

At least go home and change.

Want one of Dad's shirts? - No, I'm heading out.

First eat something.

Sit.

The tests came back fine.

Did she say what it was? - Probably stress related.

But I'm fine now. - Okay, that's most important.

I brought you a photo of him.

I'll come home right after the remand hearing in Haifa.

Okay, no pressure. - Okay, honey. You go rest. -Bye.

Hey, you're blocking the entrance!

Move your bike! - Say hi to Bauman!

What happened? - Grenade!

I'm fine...

Alon! Alon!

God damn it...

This is 452, I need an ambulance! Two gunshot victims!

And send backup!

How did this happen, huh?! How?!

Is this for real?!

A room in a village just 15 minutes out of town?!

What were you thinking?!

You promised to take him far away from here!

It got stalled, the approval arrived today.

The fetus wasn't harmed,

but the spasms you felt seem to be contractions.

You'll need to stay here under observation,

and if we notice any fetal distress,

we'll have to deliver the baby.

Don't worry. At week 37, it's perfectly okay.

Okay? I'll be back soon. - Thank you.

I'm sorry, Dasi.

I'm sorry, I should've been with you.

It's not your fault.

He's in surgery. - Poor kid.

You okay? - Calm down, bro, she's fine.

One girl there... her whole face was covered in shattered glass.

If that happened to Hadas...

Yoav, if you want a family life, it's time for a new profession.

From experience.

You were married? - Long ago.

I had just joined the Investigators unit.

Stakeouts and ambushes every night,

got home dead tired the next morning, had no energy to even talk to her.

Poor girl just wanted a normal household,

someone to go to sleep and wake up with, that's all.

Today she lives in Haifa, has 4 kids,

married to a bank teller. She chose wisely.

They're gonna reconcile. - Who?

Bauman invited Ezra to an arbitration. Ezra agreed.

He blows up his coffee shop, and he runs back to him?

Makes no sense.

Maor would never go to an arbitrator.

He wouldn't let anyone decide for him.

It's a trap. - Gotta be.

Where? When? Who's the arbitrator? - Tomorrow morning is all I know.

We must be there.

If Maor plans to finish Bauman, he'll have to do it himself.

You won't find them. - I bet Nissan knows where Maor is.

He'd never talk.

Not under interrogation.

Come. -Where? -Get out! - Where am I going?

To reenact the crime. - What?

Where's my lawyer? - Shut the hell up!

Take it easy!

Edri, make sure no one's coming.

Okay.

He shoots at me, misses, hits the wall. -It might ricochet.

So aim towards the door, the hallway,

and I pop one in him from here. - Say what?!

Did you really think you could jerk us around in custody

while Maor throws grenades at us and wipes out witnesses?

He knows it'll cost him.

No! Go away! Are you crazy?!

Reuven, no bruising. It's supposed to look like he grabbed your gun.

Release one bullet and move.

It's all Maor's doing, what do you want from me?

I'd rather have Maor here, but he escaped and left you hanging.

Now he'll know we're done playing games.

No, please, no!

No!

Nissan, where is Maor?

Where is he?

He's in Safed. - Where in Safed? Speak up!

At his uncle Rahamim.

In the Orthodox neighborhood, across from the synagogue.

Lift your head up, Nissan.

You know what this is?

Your life, in the palm of my hand.

If you breathe a word of what happened here,

I don't care to who,

Ezra will get this tape.

And you know how he treats traitors.

He's heading out.

We're on his tail. - Copy that.

Everyone, drive north and wait for coordinates.

Copy that, heading north.

Got a Kippah?

Arbitrators love the tombs of the righteous.

Driving to the tomb of Rabbi Elazar son of Yanai.

Copy that. We'll arrive from the eastern entrance.

Keep your eyes open. - Roger.

Sorry, your husband isn't answering. We must deliver the baby.

Your mom is on the way.

He's driving into the woods, we're on his tail.

We're scoping the area, it's quiet so far.

Any update on the kid? - Amit? Had another surgery.

He'll pull through.

Listen, Alon,

after everything this bastard did to us,

to your parents, Hadas, Oded, Ami,

he deserves more than just prison.

It's going to be hell out there.

If he doesn't come out of it alive,

nobody will complain.

Know what I'm saying?

Any movement? - He's the only one here.

Carmel, Ezra is here. Any movement on the road?

Nothing.

Damn it.

One car arriving.

Two cars.

Any decision I make is binding. Agreed?

Agreed.

This is a sacred site for forgiveness and atonement.

You will leave here with respect towards each other.

"Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the universe,

"by Whose word all things came to be." -Amen.

Maor, what's your beef with Liraz?

My beef? He's a traitor.

Went against me behind my back.

Tried to rub me out while I visited my dad's grave. -It wasn't me,

I swear! - You're shameless!

Maor, we've been like brothers since school.

Can't you see someone's trying to drive a wedge between us?

You bastard... - Hold on, Maor.

Liraz, what's your beef?

He tried to have me killed.

I'm lucky to be alive.

Then he took out 3 of my men and blew up my uncle's coffee shop.

I swear on this holy site that I didn't betray him.

But if this doesn't end today,

I'll have to defend myself. - Is that a threat, you f♪cker?!

Hey, respect these grounds!

If you'd man up and confess, I'd forgive you,

but you keep lying. - Maor, look me in the eye.

All units, get ready.

I'm not the one who tried to whack you.

It wasn't me.

God bless. Now we can get started.

It's an ambush! Get in the car!

Everyone, engage!

You son of a bitch...

Get the guns out! Hurry!

Police! -Drop your weapon! Hands up!

Cover me and engage!

Alon!

There he is!

Stop! Drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon! Hands up!

Get down!

Reuven!

Reuven!

Reuven!

Don't move!

Don't move, or I'll smash your head in!

Reuven! Reuven!

I need immediate evacuation. Reuven's down.

Reuven, talk to me!

Show me your hands!

Hands up!

Get off! -Shut up! You're under arrest.

Turn around.

You should be grateful. Thanks to me, nobody hurt your daughter.

What did you say?

They told me not to have any pity, and send Arabs at her.

I figured, poor girl,

but if I'd say the word,

they'd have their way with her... you wouldn't recognize her.

What are you doing?

You can't do that.

Hadas?

I could've ended up like that had you not been there.

You'll make an excellent detective.

About that...

I don't know...

Speak up, bro.

I need to think it over.

Let's see if he's out of surgery.

How are you feeling, champ?

Well?

Ezra is in custody.

The Attorney's Office say it's a solid case.

They'll prepare an indictment for attempted murder.

It's over, Reuven, he's behind bars.

Bauman?

He made it, but he'll be out of commission for a long time.

We couldn't have done this without you.

Where's Edri? - With Hadas

and their newborn.

We should let him know you're alive, so he doesn't name the kid Reuven.

Have you spoken with your wife?

"Police Internal Investigations Department"

We arrested him last night in Nahariya.

Have you made any offers? - Nothing,

but when he realized the state he's in,

he said he can make us an offer.

Okay, I'm here. Hope you have something interesting for me.

"Interrogation room 4"