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The catastrophe.

The war of 1948, if it can be called a war, when your British

betrayed us and the Zionists drove us out of our homeland.

When I was eight, I was driven from our land.

When I was ten, I joined the Ashbal with my brothers.

When I was 10, I joined the Ashbal with my brothers. See?

Brothers.

It's not enough.

It sounds like the name.

The revolutionary crowd.

What is this?

2 -3 -1 -2.

Charmian Roth.

She's an actress.

An actress.

You're kidding.

Does she have a voice?

And we don't want our lives laid down by a multinational corporation registered

in Liechtenstein and banking in the Dutch bloody Antilles.

What's more is I for one don't think the Jewish state has to be an imperialist

American garrison that treats Arabs like dirt.

Well, she's got a point.

Hi, I'm Charmian. Charmian Ross.

We are thrilled to meet you, Miss Ross. Believe me.

Please.

Shall we begin, Miss Ross?

Okay.

I'm studying architecture now.

No Israeli soldier can doubt the great Gotti Becker's right to live in peace,

but...

This piece, this is about truth.

They need to believe her.

I've heard you speak their truth before.

Believed it even.

That truth cost an innocent girl's life.

Innocent but not clever.

Charlie here could learn from you, Gabi.

Surpass you, perhaps.

So Charlie was the boy's name.

We will do it right this time.

Khalil.

Who knows?

It may be an imitator.

No killing.

Autonomy.

I left my hat.

Who are you people?

Who are we?

Come.

Who are we?

We are friends.

Non -sectarian, non -aligned friends, deeply concerned, like you,

with the many wrong directions the world is taking.

Yes.

Friends who must do the unavoidable from time to time.

But friends, nonetheless.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Please, come in.

Yes, I'm sure you must have a thousand questions for us, Charlie. Of course you

do. You are a curious mind. And we, too, also have a thousand questions for you.

Make yourself comfortable. Freshen up.

we shall go through them all.

Okay?

It's an honor.

I've heard a lot about you.

No, you haven't.

The kids said you made a fine couple up there on the Acropolis, Gary.

Like a pair of movie stars.

It was a beautiful moment.

Gary.

Protocol.

Charlie, you know what it cost me to get you here? Your decency?

Nothing so cheap.

My career.

All for you.

Didn't get what you needed in London, then?

Oh, I saw everything I needed, Charlie. Everything to know that you are worth

this very moment.

What did you say your name was? I didn't. How about...

Marty. Are you asking me or telling me?

And when God finished making me, he had a few pieces of wire left over, so he

tied them up haphazardly and put together. Simon.

Say hello, Simon.

Everyone else, I think you know.

Oh, you liar!

I suggest you listen to what they have to say. And I suggest you go fuck

yourself. Who are you?

Do you have a problem with Jews?

Ethnically, culturally, politically.

We don't smell bad. Do you have improper table manners?

No, don't be stupid. Wonderful.

Then I pray I can trust you won't jump out a window or vomit if I say we are

also citizens of Israel.

Do you have a bucket, just in case?

Now, must all of us Jews Pack up our belongings, return to our former

and begin again.

Wait for the next pogrom.

I just want... Peace.

We're not here to attack your politics, Charlie. In fact, we love your crazy

politics.

Every paradox and...

conflicted spurt of anger or compassion.

But we believe in a bigger you, that you have talent to

waste, and you believe it is being wasted.

And if you decide to collaborate with us on this performance, I swear to God,

you will never be wasted again.

Put in its simplest form, we are mounting a production.

Hmm? Now, there will be no cut, no curtain, constant

improvisation.

Oh, shit.

I've been kidnapped by an experimental theater company.

Experimental, certainly.

Your audience, they won't even know they are watching.

But they will be grateful.

Kids, their parents, innocent bystanders who get a piece of shrapnel.

in their throat when a bomb goes off right beside them, were it not for you.

Should you want to go home, of course, back to your pub theaters,

your lonely brilliance, no one is stopping you.

But if you are at all intrigued by this role, we need to ask you a final round

of questions.

Tonight What's the character a terrorist

Go back.

Are you okay?

I'm here to talk to you.

I'll be fine.

Take off the name. I'm so sorry.

My name is Joanna.

I'm an observer for the International Aid Alliance.

And it is our job to... Where am I?

I'm not allowed to say.

Am I still in Greece?

Have they mistreated you at all since your arrival?

Are you getting enough fruit and vegetables?

What is he, a puppy?

We don't have time.

This side is clean, yeah?

We've got to get that drop -off location.

Look what I have.

Fire away then, Mark.

Ask me anything.

Let's begin with your family.

Israeli oranges are the best in the world.

Israeli?

It's the only good thing they have.

Because they were grown

On Palestinian soil.

If you want to get out of solitary, you have to pacify your enemies without

betraying your friends.

I have no friends.

No one does.

Not at first.

But they will find out.

Do you have family you can write to?

I will only write to my lawyers.

Of course.

But family plays better with the press.

What about your mother?

Jane Ashcroft.

Dead? Drunk.

Because of your father?

Because my father was a criminal, yes.

Didn't the school ask you to leave because of these problems? Yeah.

It was heartless, but we didn't have money to pay the school fees.

So after that fall from grace... He went to prison and we lost everything.

I've been fending for myself since I was 15, but it was the best thing that ever

happened to me.

So as soon as you could, you rebelled through the stage and...

Radical politics.

Well, there are other ways of rebelling than radical politics. Such as?

Sex, of course.

The essential basis to any revolt.

We are not interested in all those failures, Charlie.

Was it your father who made you feel so angry?

Can we take a break? In a moment.

It must have upset you, his going to prison like that, corning people out of

their money. It was humiliation.

The bailiff coming in, ransacking the place, mum having to apply for benefits

just to put food on the table.

That sort of thing didn't happen to people like us.

So what did happen?

They took it all.

Everything.

My childhood.

Our home.

Our happiness.

And where were you when your father died?

Standing in a bus shelter.

Outside the prison, waiting for the gates to open.

Standing in the pissing rain.

The date?

15th of July, 1975.

Rain.

In July.

You've never been to England, I take it?

Was your mother there?

with you, Charlie, when he died.

Let's take a break now.

Hayyad aani al -jaisi, ya khbaisi.

Wa qabli al -hanatari, mayi tali, mayi tali.

Who gives her the home truth?

It should come from me.

Thank you, God.

Here you go.

Like you asked.

You'll have to write in English.

Otherwise, they won't let your sister read it.

These people don't allow Arabic.

My lawyer.

They responded already, dear.

Last week.

Last week.

Your lawyers told you to write to Fat May.

I don't remember.

Really? You don't remember me giving you an orange last week either?

I remember that.

That's good.

But I'm telling you, your lawyers told you to write to Fat May. That's your

sister's name, isn't it? Fat May.

You'll have to tell her you're missing, at least.

She already knows if I have

been here a week. Oh?

I... I call in every three days.

Calls every three days?

But never the same way twice.

We need to tell Marty.

No. I'm afraid we've found some rather worrying contradictions in what you've

told us, Charlie.

I thought we weren't talking politics.

We're not.

We're talking beliefs.

The reasoning behind every one of your political choices. Look, I don't want

world wiped out in some dick -swinging contest between some fascist Democrats

who've never heard of... Yes, yes, yes.

We've heard all your rehearsed quotations.

Oh, piss off.

You say you're the radical soul here, Charlie, but when are you going to go

and do something about all this talk?

Have you not the courage to steal, to kill for these hearts and minds enslaved

by your capitalist overlords?

Is that what you want, stealing and killing?

I want to know you stand by your promise. Then stop twisting my words.

Are you recanting your stated position? I don't have a stated position.

Oh. No commitment to activism, except that you are unaligned. Yes.

Peacefully unaligned, too. You belong to the extreme center.

Just like you're a peace -loving Israeli.

That was nothing. Yes.

Quite an illegal nothing.

For someone who is anti -violence. Weapons training. With dummy guns.

Sabotage techniques.

Combat skills.

It was our scene. I didn't really get... I thought it was just some cheap

weekend away.

You can get ten years for this. What?

No, it wasn't like that. I was playing. I go with the flow. I take whatever role

that is on offer, okay?

Playing.

Now, do you remember the last session?

devoted to the lamentable expansion of Zionism.

The leading performer was a Palestinian revolutionary.

Do you not recall this speaker?

The gun is my passport to my homeland.

We are no longer refugees, we are revolutionary people.

All right, I'm superficial, I get it. But I didn't do anything.

Didn't do anything.

You say you went to this forum a couple of times. Is that correct?

It was a couple of times. Couple is two.

Oh, my God.

Two or three. What the hell?

I went to visit my aunt in the country a couple of times last year. That could

be three.

Four is possible. Five, I guess. Five. With five, it's half a dozen.

You want to revise couple, Charlie?

I said a couple. I mean a couple.

And what do we make it out to be?

Six times.

All documented.

Where did she get two from?

She's lying.

Charlie, this is not so disappointing.

That sure is.

It's a phrase. I was just... Like you've been acting here. Yes. All your

politics, all your claims. Yes. Like you've acted every day since the great

of your criminal father.

Oh, my God, Joseph.

Please tell me why any of this matters.

We know your father never went to prison, Charlie.

You never had the bailiffs in.

There was no rain on the 15th of July.

You were expelled from St. Flores after you were caught sleeping with a local

boy. Your parents forgave you.

As they always did everything.

Then one day your father died of a stroke in his home.

And you were heartbroken.

Because in fact, you adored your bourgeois father.

We understand how you've spun a more dramatic fiction for your life.

One that plays in interviews and auditions, at political forums with your

-called friends.

One that feels more like you.

than the ordinary suburban reality.

And we love you for it because we are just the same.

You did great, kid.

You just got the part.

Every three days.

That's what you said.

His last contact was two days ago.

We need to march double time.

Message from Noach Gevron.

On no account will you admit to her that you are Israeli subjects.

Insist that you pose as Americans.

Cable back, yes.

Repeat, no.

He's happy since you came back.

It's not good for him.

He's lost his stomach, I can tell.

When the moment comes, Grady will do what is necessary.

You haven't told him about the Mercedes?

Timing is everything, Shimon.

I wonder how the weather is in Munich.

How's the lip?

Well, I'll never play the trumpet again.

If I'm going to do this, I have to know what it is I'm deciding to do.

And in order to know, you first have to decide.

Well, that's just marvelous.

This job, is it dangerous?

Incredibly.

This is the secret world, Charlie.

Are you in or out?

Who am I?

You.

And who are you?

You know me as... Michelle.

And... Are we in love?

Infatuated.

Promise me something.

If I go along with this, I want complete honesty.

So, for everything I do, you answer a question for me in return.

So we're even.

Okay?

Wear this today.

Your hair up.

There's underwear in the bathroom.

Michelle likes it when you wear bold colors.

That's from our lovemaking last night.

How memorable.

Very good.

They're still working on the drop -off location, but we need to make a start.

From now on, everything I say and do is crucial.

We're building a fiction.

And our audience is everywhere, all the time.

Our love affair has been secret.

Last night was our first together after weeks of waiting.

The whole time you were in Greece, you were aching to join me.

That's why you gave Alistair and the others the slip.

And what about Joseph?

The creepy businessman who tried to chat you up.

He was nothing.

The moment you got in this car in Athens, you were with me.

Michelle.

I took you to the Acropolis that night to celebrate our reunion.

We kissed in the ruin.

I'm romantic that way.

Just real.

Not terribly into that, I'm afraid.

You've never felt like this before.

Have I not?

Okay. No.

I disapprove of women smoking.

And I disapprove of men who disapprove of women smoking. Mush.

It is your pleasure to obey me in these small matters.

Jose, love. Michelle.

Mickey, love. I don't really see how this is going to work.

I'm still meant to be myself.

A credible version, right?

Exactly credible.

Hmm. I don't know.

Shaving us, then?

Just for show?

Or some sort of wicked stereotype you lot have picked up?

Well, he is, isn't he?

There is nothing stereotypical about me, Charlie.

One day you'll meet my sister, Fatme.

Our inspiration.

Then you'll understand.

Our Palestinian women have a dignity you can't even begin to imagine.

Ah.

Palestinian.

I see.

Tricky.

I've checked the law firm.

Zurich. Legitimate.

Checked as well.

How close are you on Fatma's reply?

Check the envelope to go.

I hope I got Fatma's tone right.

We need to know where he was taking that car.

No words can tell how much I admire the sacrifice you are making.

But we must leave you now for the good of our cause.

No one will forget your name or the pride we all feel in you.

You will become a blessed martyr, like your brothers, Fawad and Abad.

This, I swear, as your sister.

And so, I pray that you are given courage when your time comes.

Your Fatma.

Salim, is Fatma going to help you?

I've tried everything, but it's beyond me now.

They're sending an expert to talk to you

What did you say?

I said you did a very good job in there, Miss Bond.

This is also equally impressive.

Tell me the details.

So.

That's Charlie's timeline, and here's Michelle.

Hmm.

Distract his movements using his receipts and matchbooks.

They coincide London and Greece.

And while they're apart, he writes to her to keep up the romance.

Miesbach created some moving glove bullets for me. Oh, yes.

We need to put all this back in the apartment, Marty.

They'll come looking soon.

How are we on the car's destination?

Without that, we're on the diving board and the pool is empty.

He's on the edge.

I think.

You gonna get it out of him?

No. Keep me in reserve.

Just in case.

So, who will be the expert?

When did I meet you,

Michelle? Although it was long before I was born, I tell you often about Al

-Nakba. Al -Nakba?

The catastrophe of 1948.

The Israelis call it the War of Independence.

When your British betrayed us and the Zionists drove us from our homeland. No,

I'm not talking about your great -great -granddad. I'm talking about you and me.

For 20 years, my father had faith in the Zionists to see reason.

Then came the massacres of 67.

They shot him.

Made me stand next to him, as they did.

We fled their tanks from the West Bank across Jordan.

And I asked my mother what was happening, and she said to me, to me the

youngest. Oh, God.

You're him.

What the Westerners did to the Jews, the Zionists do to us.

When I was 8, I was driven from our land.

When I was 10, I joined the Ashbal with my brother.

Excuse me?

Yes.

What's an Ashbal?

Sorry.

A children's militia.

If children can be bombed, they can also fight.

When I was 11, I crouched in a homemade shelter.

While the Jordanians poured rockets into our camp.

The dawn and the return, they are one for us.

That's why you chose me then.

Because I was at that forum.

I fell in love with you instantly.

His eyes, they were endless.

You look nothing like him.

It's not just what they see.

It's what you believe.

Where is he now?

Here. With you.

This is what you're after, then?

It's perfect.

Don't confuse drama with reality, Jose.

That's very dangerous.

I'll remember that.

Coming from a professional.

Ironic, don't you think?

The first time we met, it was me on stage and you in the audience. You

the matinee and stayed for the evening performance, and everyone saw you.

It was the longest day of my life.

You were excellent, though.

Far better than the theater. No, no too late, love

Sorry

Keep

the tip

Anna Wittgen, the Swedish trash who delivered the bomb.

The one who killed the boy, Gabriel.

Where did you send her?

Does your big brother Khalil let you choose your women?

I know of no Khalil.

Thanks to your help, we picked him up this week. My help? He's upstairs.

Shalom, Khalil.

You don't have Khalil.

He's alive.

For now.

When you've answered my question, I might even let you share his cell.

Nurse him a bit.

You're on the diving board, Salim.

And the pool is empty.

Come on, what do you got for me so I can hold off my boss for another night?

That Mercedes.

Where were you going to drop it?

A gift.

Something I've already given you.

How can you give me something you've already given me?

Ah.

Heavier this time.

Not exactly my taste.

Good.

It's your actual response.

We have to build this fiction as solidly as possible.

Is it real?

Look beneath, Charlie.

There was something with it in the books.

You called the number.

My hotel.

But you refused to meet me anywhere but the theater.

To return it is too expensive.

Yes. I'm too young to afford something like that.

So, you arrived at the theater after hours.

We met in the bar when everything had closed in a corner.

Behind you, I could see the empty stage.

You took the box from your pocket and you pushed it across the table to me.

I need you to have it, my John.

I'm not afraid.

People get crushes on actors all the time.

You're special.

Yeah, we're all special, love.

No.

Just some of us.

I am.

Which is why I recognize it.

In you.

What are you doing?

Falling in love with you.

Infinitely.

How much of this is you?

Is that your one question?

Mm -mm.

Are you really divorced?

She couldn't leave Jerusalem.

I couldn't live in Israel.

Why?

Not exactly my taste.

Why?

One question at a time.

So does it play, Charlie?

Just about.

Enough for me to take you to dinner?

In my hotel room?

To the second night of our honeymoon.

You're only supposed to toast if you're drinking too.

Why is all this leading to, Jose?

To bed.

Great.

I love Ben.

You're shy, aren't you?

Michelle has slept with many women.

So?

So, we fuck.

Yeah, why not?

Why not?

How is he?

You tell me.

Enthusiastic.

But he lacks technique.

After we had sex, we sleep.

With this under the pillow.

Always.

Why don't you put a gun under there?

It throws you.

Really?

Getting what you want puts you in a bad mood, doesn't it?

A telegram for room 24.

She's not ready.

Then get her ready, Gotti.

Thank you.

Forgive me.

Raoul Shulman was furious.

We are on our way, Paul. I can feel it in my bones. I'll just need one more

favor from the Austrian authorities now.

It was no small task clearing the last shipment. And you will reap no small

rewards, I promise.

You have an eye for detail, Paul.

We both know it. It was you who picked this excellent cafe, didn't you?

Baumkuchen.

A German delicacy. It is, I think, the best Baumkuchen in all the country.

A bit

dry. For the best, you really must

go to Fusen.

Details, Paul.

I have more news.

Of Anna Wittgen.

The blonde bombshell.

I tracked her movements in the lead -up to the explosion.

It turns out she rented rooms one night in Maribor, Slovenia, and then she spent

some time in Salzburg before she came to Bad Godesberg.

Salzburg, Austria?

Yes.

The birthplace of Mozart.

It can't be.

These people never use the same location twice.

Are you saying I've been given false information?

No, I have.

The last paper you asked me.

First night we spent together in London.

We made love.

And I told you my real name.

It's not Michel.

Salim.

A great secret.

Why did you tell me that?

Because I trust you.

You will become my latest recruit.

And once you have proven yourself, my network will reach out to you.

And you will enter its ranks.

Enter its ranks.

I will stay close to you.

Every step of the way.

Your makeup.

Oh, Michelle loves it.

And he doesn't mind me taking my time either.

Really?

Might as well have a little fun while we're at it.

So, what happens now?

First, I set you a very important test.

To pass, you must drive this car for the next 800 miles.

All the way across the Yugoslav border and into Austria.

Great.

I've never been to Austria before.

Alone.

You said you'd be close.

I will be, but not in the car.

And once you reach Salzburg train station, I'll find you again.

But there's one more thing.

Of course.

Turn right at the end.

From here, you'll be driving that car.

What's the difference?

They're just papers in their love.

Nothing sinister.

The point is, you promised to do this for Michelle here.

Now, if there's any trouble, you're on your own.

It's Russian semtex.

Divided into bricks.

Goddy! Hidden in the interior panel.

Enough for a dozen bombs.

Is this real?

It's real.

What are you going to use it for?

To kill Jews throughout Europe.

And just as they disperse the people of Palestine, so shall we punish them in

their diaspora and declare our agony to the world.

I ask you to do this, Charlie.

For me.

For love.

For our great revolution.

To prove that you are as special as I believe.

This is your debut in the theater of the real.