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I ask you to do this, Charlie.

For me.

For love.

For our great revolution.

What?

What happens when I get there?

You will drop off the car at Salzburg train station, place the keys in the

exhaust and walk away. And then?

And then my people will seek you out.

Show me.

I need to see it.

Don't worry, it won't actually be used to blow anyone up.

Semtex is popular because it's stable.

But I wouldn't like the cigarette in there.

Greek Drachma, Yugoslavian Dinar, Austrian Schilling, Deutsche Mark.

I will take you to the first border, as close as we can get.

Taking me to the border wasn't part of the plan, was it?

The Yugoslav border shouldn't prove difficult.

Now the Austrian border, that's more serious.

Stay alert.

Show them no nerves.

Since you don't keep a diary, we've decided to keep one for you.

You have a habit of chewing your pencils when you're thinking.

This is completely normal.

And we wrote to one another.

Dozens of letters.

Arranging our meeting in Greece.

Where are they? I do not permit you to carry them with you.

Shame.

Could have done with the thoughts he made.

You have kept them in a safe place in your home.

I asked you where might be best to hide them.

And I said, inside the pockets of the case of my first guitar.

A gift from my dad.

Ha,

ha, ha!

He tricked me.

I thought I broke him. He lied about Salzburg.

He could lie again.

He's clever.

So what do we do now?

is Martin Kotz.

Kotz is something like the word short.

In German.

As I'm sure you know.

My friends used to call me Short Fuse Marty.

Anna Wittgen traveled to Salzburg on her way to deliver your brother's latest

bomb.

Always a second plan, never the same place twice.

Isn't that your method?

Maybe there is more of Khalil in you than I thought.

Your people were forced into the wilderness, deprived of their homes,

suffer in the camps.

Did they do this to you in the camp in Jordan?

I grew up in a camp myself a long time ago.

I know how it feels.

Then you are worse than any of them.

Perhaps. But you... You are not made for

this fight, Salim.

A red Mercedes with a blonde bombshell in the passenger seat.

Fine. Not a bomb.

When I realized you lied about the drop, that made me angry.

But then I recognized something, and I laughed.

We have been lying to you.

Come here.

I have something to show you.

It's okay.

The photo of Javier, it was pieced together using pictures of your family

you.

By the talented Mr.

Schwede, the rest of the team you've met.

Your receipts, your collection of matchbooks, we found it very

helpful.

You are in Munich.

You have been here for two days.

Why?

Why are you showing me there?

Life, Selim.

Where are you taking that car?

When I first came to Europe, do you know what surprised me the most?

Nobody cares.

Nobody cares.

Enough bloodshed, Salim.

There is no location yet.

I decided.

Thank you.

A square in Austria.

Good vantage points.

Good cover.

A train ride from here, so Charlie is never alone for too long.

And the light tourism, too. We don't want any collateral.

Salim is honest now.

There has been a slight change of location.

Instead of Salzburg, we wish to move our work to...

Well,

if you want me to be of use to you, Herr Schulmann, I have to be of more use to

Cologne, as you promised.

on the roads of southern Germany in the coming week.

I have a feeling a little gift might light up your investigation sooner than

think.

It is an operation.

Sometimes we must take our victories both, not

question them.

Charlie. Bloody hell, what are you doing here? Oh, my God.

What are you... How fantastic to see you.

Long way from Greece? Yeah, long way.

Where are you heading to? Did you ever make it to Delphi?

Yeah, we did. We did, actually. It was really nice.

Have you never played this game before?

I'd piss off.

You used to let it to Salzburg, by the way.

Heard it's deadly dollar season.

Well, you were the one who suggested it.

Should I go somewhere else?

Pinearm is pretty.

Nice cafes.

Lovely square.

You know that old man?

In Greece.

Did he really have a wife?

Did she jump or was she put?

Jump.

There. You need to send a telegram.

I sent a telegram to my lawyers in Zurich.

Twice. Send it twice.

Once now, once in the morning.

After rush hour, the traffic drops down to its minimum.

That's our golden hour.

So far, so good.

It isn't bad.

Nothing to should deliver at the clock. Gadi says she will deliver, and if Gadi

says so, I believe him.

But, of course, you're right. The drop -off is the thing.

You have enough people for good plots.

This is your moment, you know.

You tell me what you need, you shall have it.

I've quit.

Do you speak English? Sorry.

Step out over the vehicle.

Licence and passport.

Right.

I thought you gave up.

I'm a terrible quitter.

Awful.

You're nervous.

This is...

Very serious, madam.

This amount, it would kill all of us, not just you.

Smuggling moonshine is doubly illegal.

We keep this here.

Just this once.

Sorry.

She's made the cross.

Hmm.

One sliver of it, please.

One sliver of it.

Sorry,

I... I don't have any Austrian money. I only have pounds.

Thank you,

Father.

Could have really blown up.

She's on the move.

She's off to the train station.

Where the hell are you going?

I'm staying with Charlie. No, that wasn't the plan.

She'll need me.

But Marty said... Shimon.

Marty said I was in charge of this operation. Shimon. What?

Let's turn his radio off.

Great.

Simon, check this out.

Nope.

Contact. Too far.

Surely, Flash Buster could get picked up by the police.

Seat time, please.

That's Anna Wittgen.

The rider will be keeping watch.

Hold position until she gets the key out of the exhaust.

They have another key. Two telegrams, two keys, of course. Keep your eyes on

car.

That's Encino.

Who? A petty little left -wing journalist.

We've been sniffing him out since Milan, but we can never prove a connection to

Khalil's network.

That just changed.

Welcome to the fight, Mr. Rossino.

Focus on the colony.

Shall I follow him, McLean?

We can't just let him go.

No, we need everyone on that car.

Keep going, keep going.

Turn your car around. We'll get her as soon as she's called us in.

Let's move. Let's move.

I did all right, didn't I?

Marta says you're a star.

I want to thank you in person tomorrow.

And what about you?

Do you want to thank me in person?

You did a good thing today.

I enjoyed it.

I loved it.

Is that what happens?

Gets addicted.

If you're the type.

Are you?

Why did you tell me about the explosives?

in the car one question at a time

because

you are the type

you said you would try to lie to me as little as possible

You wanted me to say no, didn't you?

Is it wrong, Gadi?

What we're doing?

Or were you trying to help me for another reason?

You should run a bath.

You need to relax.

All right.

But don't fall asleep whilst I'm in it, because I'm going to drink myself

stupid.

Room service.

Make me a drink.

After tonight, you don't know when you'll see me again.

You're going home.

Leave the audience wanting more.

Uncertainty is the way we live.

Every night together can be our last.

Then we better make the most of it.

Your drink's ready.

Charlie?

Our best, best girl.

Now, from now on, we won't be writing the play.

Now the play has to come to you in England.

I'm booked in a job as you like it. And before you go, there is someone we think

you should meet.

In a way, you are already well acquainted.

crouched in a homemade shelter while the Jordanians poured rockets into our

camp.

Michel.

What did you do to him?

He is sedated, that's all.

We haven't touched a hair on his pretty head.

Come on, Charlie.

This is important for your role.

What's in that thing?

Never mind.

Earthmark. Scar.

Scar. Scar.

So the fiction becomes truth.

Go on.

They'll question you, Charlie.

You need to know every inch.

That's enough.

I said that's enough.

I've got some clothes on.

you expect.

I know that was difficult, Charlie.

It's cruel.

Say your sympathy for the innocent. He's a child. He killed a child.

Your British government promised Palestine to the Arabs and to the Jews.

That's when all this started. What's that got to do with me?

Being naive doesn't absolve you. Yes, it does.

Yes, it does.

You can't have it both ways.

A victim one day, a tyrant the next.

An actress one day, a moralist the next.

How do you live with it, Gaddy?

The guilt.

What?

Where are you thinking of me?

We remember.

Never call me Goddy again.

These are photocopies.

Of his letters to you.

You kept the originals in your flat.

Mine to him?

Yes.

The romancer.

Charlie the pen.

Charlie the hard -nosed bitch.

Thank you, Jose.

If you could just lend me that gun of yours and I'll just pop outside and

myself.

You're in love.

You need to write these out in your own handwriting.

Let the thoughts become yours.

You really think they'll come for me?

Yes.

What about Michelle?

If you hold them in there for too long, they'll know something's up.

Won't they?

You need to let them go.

Or at least put them on trial.

He'll be accounted for.

Each letter a different pen.

I am waiting.

without you.

This grey city is a tomb.

I can't sleep.

Can't eat.

Thoughts of your body burn inside me.

I want you to tear me apart.

To piece me back together.

Make me a new face.

A new body.

Make me another soul.

As you said, our bodies and bloods will be mixed.

This thought is all that can sustain me through these hollow nights of yearning.

The balm to the ache of your absence.

I would have it that we would be one for.

our body and blood will be naked.

You're going home, Charlie.

That's where they'll come for you.

The psychopath admits... I got it.

The psychopath admits Beth Godesberg.

She half admits Zurich.

Has she given any names?

Her own.

She refuses to give a first name.

Makes no sense.

Michelle took her on a few trips in his car.

Told her how to shoot a gun in some woods.

And a few other details that can help us with the fiction.

Miss Bach is working on it now.

No knowledge of Khalil.

She's insane, Marty.

Hurt her, she acts like she enjoys it. Stop hurting her, she regains her

strength and gives us nothing.

So we hurt Carl too these days, huh?

You're the expert.

Should I make her fall in love with me, Gotti?

So she doesn't notice the pain.

Does it lay, Gotti?

Yeah, please.

Rosina delivers her to the square where she picks up the Mercedes from Charlie.

It's all true.

Then she drives it towards Munich, meets Michelle on the way.

Untrue, but we're the only people who know that.

So right now they're screwing each other senseless, somewhere in the

countryside, lost to the world.

Lost to the world.

Well, that will also be true.

My hometown, Al -Khalil. The Jews call it Hebron.

Hebron is one of the only places from which the Jews were never exiled.

It is therefore possible that Jewish blood flows in my veins.

Yet, I am not ashamed.

Did I tell you that my father admired the Jews?

He believed we should make a common society.

wanted to summon the neighboring Jews to our village to speak with them.

The Zionists will tell you that we had no culture.

They will say we lived in mud huts and went about in stinking rags.

But we are decent people.

Can you believe me, Charlie?

Charlie, I've told you. I know.

I know. You're closing, Ellie.

I'm coming.

Can you keep the lady's lights on? You don't want me pissing on the floor.

Stop staring at me, Gotti.

Am I that pretty?

Do we have to go this far?

There's no other way.

I know.

I know, but... There's no other way.

You can see another option, huh?

I'm sure you've considered every possible option.

Made every possible promise.

No innocents!

That is what I promised you, Gunny. No innocent people!

I misheard. Yes, you misheard!

Like always.

We have another player confirmed, Rossino. That is another step closer to

Charlie is in place. What can you not see here?

The surgeon.

The girl is exposed.

I asked each boy and girl personally if they wanted to stand down.

They all begged me to go through with it.

You remember at the Munich Olympics?

The German police voted among themselves, too.

They chose to abandon their rescue operation.

Because it was too dangerous.

What would you have me do?

If you're paying me to be your conscience, Marty, you should ask for

back.

Switch them.

What?

We said Anna was a psychopath.

If there's an accident, having her behind the wheel will play into their

imaginations.

Salim is a steady driver.

You are mine, and I'm yours, Charlie.

You are my soldier.

Together we will put the match to the fuse.

For us, there is no law except the law that is born next day under fire.

We're moving out.

Acts of violence cannot be criminal when they are carried out in opposition to a

criminal state.

If the Israelis bomb our villages with fighter jets and we have not a single

plane, if they send tanks when we have only our fifth, when nobody cares, what

else can we do but terror?

For terror is peace.

And sometimes the world...

has to be lifted up by its neck before it will listen to justice.

Terror.

Did I say terror?

For terror is ether.

You remember what I said about my father?

In order to welcome his Jewish visitors, he kept the coffee in the village

guesthouse hot for them all hours of the day.

But when the Zionists finally came, they attacked.

My grandfather had to sell his horse to buy a gun to protect his family.

They shot him with that very same gun.

always love you, my Joan.

For now, our bodies and our bloods are mixed.