All language subtitles for Fauda.S02E08.German.ML.NetflixHD.x264-TVS_eng_forced

Good morning.

Good morning.

Wonderful morning.

Sleep well?

Very well.

Want some coffee?

Yes, thanks.

Let's go.

You're welcome, buddy.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

What's that?

Breakfast. Want some?

Hard to resist the aroma.

-Can I make you some coffee?
-Your son made me some and went out.

-Have you seen him?
-He's on the phone.

It was in the drawer.

It's been years since we used it last...

Thank you.

Enjoy.

That's not right... You are my guest.

They say guests are like fish--

fresh for only the first day or two.
After that, they get old.

There you are.

Well...

You're leaving today.

A go-between will handle your transfer.

-I thought we had a few more days.
-So did I.

Too bad.

Yeah.

I'll take you there.

Thank you.

-Look, I didn't want this to--
-I know.

Neither did I.

I don't want you to go.

I want to stay with you.

You never finished your story--

they carried out an entire operation
to enter Gaza just to arrest you?

No. Not in Gaza.

Where, then?

It's a bit complicated.

Remember I told you

about the woman who got me in trouble?

My "chick"?

What is it?

Nothing. Go on.

She's the widow of someone from
the military wing. I won't name names.

She has Israeli citizenship.
She's a Bedouin, from the Negev.

We hooked up after her husband died.

I met her and wanted to help her.

We fell in love, I loved her very much.

I was prepared to marry her,
though she already had children.

And?

But then she decided
she wanted to live in Israel

and told me she wanted me
to come live with her in the Negev,

that she wanted a normal life.

So what did you do?

I decided I'd sneak in
through the West Bank barrier.

She was supposed to pick me up
on the other side.

-You mean, to enter Israel?
-Yes.

Are you crazy?

Not crazy.

In love.

-In love.
-Yeah.

And...?

I got in trouble with the Jews.

-She told them?
-Yes.

The bitch sold me out.

-What a bitch.
-Yep.

What a bitch...

-You must never believe women.
-True.

-They can't be trusted.
-Nope.

Nope.

I swear to never object to his rule

as long as it does not constitute
direct heresy towards God.

And as God is my witness...

Can I ask you a personal question?

Off the record. Just between us.

Your wife Shirin,
what's the deal with her?

She's older than you, right?

You fell in love with her

and she ran off
with some counterterrorist operative.

Did I get the story right?

Because I keep hearing rumors.

Shut up. Your tactics won't work.

I don't get you.

What kind of a man are you?

You call yourself a man?

You married her after she'd slept
with a Jew, and a soldier no less?

I told you to shut up.

Take it easy. Calm down.

You knew she was seeing a Jewish soldier,
a counterterrorist operative

-who blew up the Sheikh--
-Shut your mouth!

Shut your mouth!

Amira...

Settle down, buddy.

Calm down.

Drink up, buddy.

Had I known,
I wouldn't have let Doron follow Shirin.

I think they're sleeping together.

Love can be fatal.

You're a piece of shit, you're scum.

That's the way of the world--

when the cat's away, the mice will play.

Drink up.

Did you know she's pregnant?

That's not true.

Want to see the test results?

Who will raise your kid now?

If you help me out, it could be you.
It's your call.

Shut up!

Shut up, you liar!

You decide. It's in your hands now.

It's all up to you.

Gabi, what do you want?

For the last time,

I want to know where Al Makdasi is.

I'll think about it.

Fine.

We can treat you like a king in prison.

Even God won't know you helped us.

I swear to never object to his rule

as long as it does not constitute
direct heresy towards God.

And as God is my witness,

I hereby declare the establishment
of a state within Palestine...

We know he's in the Nablus area

and that he's armed and being aided.
He's planning something big.

He could cause us serious problems. Abu Al-Abed, have your men
found anything on Nidal?

We're focusing on his family,
but unfortunately no results yet.

This is a Palestinian national interest,

we must prevent ISIS
from rearing its head in the region.

It could cause us big problems.

-More coffee, Dad?
-No, we're good.

-Maher, how are you doing?
-I'm well, praise God.

-We hear you're going to study abroad.
-To study engineering, correct?

-It's not final yet.
-Good luck.

My father talks too much.

That's how it is with old folks.

ISIS wants to destroy
the Palestinian Authority.

They want to turn the region into Syria.

But I don't want any chaos
here in the West Bank.

Find him, leave no stone unturned.

-We'll tighten the surveillance...
-We'll give out phone numbers...

Prepare the committees'
Command Center, immediately.

Don't forget any details.

Bye.

Bye, Maher. God willing,
we'll see you become a great engineer.

Thank you.

Give me any information you find.

What are you looking for?

AAA batteries.

In there.

Maher, are you alright?

Now you're worried about me?

Are you upset?

No. But you sure know how
to brag about me to your friends.

You're my son, the apple of my eye.

I'm proud of you.

Everything I do is for you
and for your future,

even if I'm busy. Dad, why do you need me here?

-To make coffee?
-No.

You know what?
I'll make time for you today.

Want to come with me?

You won't regret it.

Come on.

Let's go.

Shirin, hurry up, we gotta go.

Here.

Your passport and plane tickets,
for you and your mom, like you asked.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

-Come with me.
-I'd love to, but you know...

Why not, then?

My kids are here.

But I will come visit you, I promise.

It'll be fun. We'll have croissants
in the morning and café au lait.

Sounds good.

I mean it.

I know.

Let's go.

Goodbye, dear.

Thank you.

Where are you taking us?

-Where to?
-The infirmary.

For fuck's sake...

-Hey, kid.
-What did you call me?

You're a disgrace to Hamas
for marrying a whore!

I'm married to a whore? You filthy dog!

You animal! You piece of shit!

Do you even know who I am?!

You motherfucker!

NABLUS

Marwa...

Samir, my love!

How are you?

Praise God, and you?

I'm worried about you.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

How's the pregnancy?

Going well, praise God.

How are things at home?

Everything's fine.

Samir, I miss you.

Isn't it risky for you to be here?

Don't worry.

Is my mom driving you crazy?

Not at all.

I'm trying to raise money
to get us out of here.

Where to?

Amman. And from there to Doha.

-Really?
-Really, my darling.

How's your brother doing?
I hear everyone's looking for him.

-I don't live with him anymore.
-Peace be upon you.

What's it gonna be, you piece of shit?

What is it?

-It's too dangerous here.
-At the marketplace?

-You know you're being followed?
-Who? Me?!

By Abu Maher's men,
may God curse them.

I can't bear not seeing you.

Don't worry,
I'll find a way to get us out of here.

Send my love to my mom.

How are you? Are you okay?

You shouldn't have attacked him.

If we were in prison, I'd fuck him up.

-He shouldn't have disrespected you.
-It's not important.

You're the Military Wing Commander.

Maybe he's right.

-How so?
-Why am I here?

Why?

This is what happens
when a man trusts a woman.

That's true.

I saved her and she cheated on me.

They were going to punish her family,

so I intervened
because she's my relative.

I married her.

I thought it would do her good,
set her straight,

but, well...

Where is she now?

God knows...

She ran away with another man.

That son of a bitch deserves to die.

What?

He's not in the West Bank.

Can't your men get to him?

He's in Israel. It's a long story.

All women are whores.

By God, you're right.

All women are whores.

Except for our mothers.

Except for our mothers.

Man, would I go for a plate of akkoub.

My mother used to make
the best akkoub in Gaza.

You like akkoub?

Yeah.

-Where are we going, Dad?
-To Jaffa, to grab a bite to eat.

Hope you're hungry.

You know I don't like these outings.

-What's going on?
-Don't worry, everything's fine.

-Nervous?
-No, I'm fine.

You're with your dad now, remember?

It's beautiful here, isn't it?

Very beautiful, but it's not ours.

It used to be.

Did you honestly think
you could destroy all those structures?

Annihilate all of Israel?
Bring down all those buildings?

Dad, they're just buildings.

No, son, those aren't just buildings. Do you realize
what kind of industries exist here?

That the economy here
is just like America?

It's not like the rest
of the Middle East.

There are start-ups here
like in Silicon Valley in America.

And most importantly, people here
want to live, they don't want to die.

Wake up.

Wake up.
They're not going to simply vanish.

-Hi there.
-Hope you're enjoying yourselves.

Praise God. Everything's fine, thanks.

Dad,

I came to spend time with you,

not discuss politics.

We must take care
of the interests of our people,

take care of you, my son,

and not care for organizations
which are based a thousand miles away.

Why would I mind them?
Why should I waste my efforts on them?

What organizations?

What do you know about Al Makdasi?

Who?

Nidal Awdallah, Abu Seif Al Makdasi.

I don't know him.

He'll sell out everyone who works for him
just to promote his own agenda.

He won't risk his life for you.

Some would say you also sold everyone out
for a life of comfort

and that you could've kept working
for the Resistance.

Are you one of them?
I never thought you could think that.

I feel sorry for you, son.

I'm doing everything for you,
for your future.

Fine, Dad.

Let's just drop it.

We've been here before, haven't we?

Yes, when I brought you in.

I feel like it was ages ago.

So do I.

Those were good times.

I'm not used to feeling this way.

I don't know what to do.

I feel good when I'm with you.

So do I.

I haven't stopped thinking about you
since the day you were in my house.

It'll be alright.

I know.

Doron?

-What?
-I can't get used to that name, "Doron."

Beautiful pronunciation. "Doron."

The way you like it,
with a touch of milk.

Thanks.

-Listen, I got you something.
-What?

Something small. A souvenir.

What?

-Relax, it's just a necklace.
-When did you have time?

It's to ward off the evil eye.

-Pretty?
-Very pretty.

Is it difficult?

Nope.

Thank you.

If my wife ever cheated on me,
I'd kill her.

If you need any help, let me know.

We're at your command.

Do I look like I need help, moron?

I'm the Military Wing Commander,

the successor of Abu Ahmad, the Panther.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to offend you.

You know what we did together?

We kidnapped an Israeli soldier.

The Israelis left him behind.

Way to go!

That soldier...

we took him down in a sec,
that frightened little wimp.

He was crying and shaking like a kid.

Stop talking, Walid.

They're listening in on you.
They'll use it against you.

I don't mind.

In a few weeks, they'll get sick of me

and put me in prison,
where I'll be treated like a king.

Perhaps I'll study for a degree

and in a few years’ time,
I'll be released as a hero

in the next prisoner swap.

You have nothing to worry about.

Besides, the Jews know
a soldier was kidnapped.

It's no secret.

I remember that
whenever they torture me.

You should've seen how we planned it,

how we cut him open
and planted a bomb inside his stomach.

It was an ingenious idea.

Genius, isn't it? Sure is.

And it was me,

I held the detonator.

Abu Ahmad told me, "Press it!"

Boom.

You should've seen how the soldier
exploded, like a firecracker.

What's wrong? Are you alright?

Of course.

You should've seen how bits of his flesh
got splattered all over me.

His blood splashed on my face.

Don't worry.

Tonight when you're asleep...

I'll kill you, too.

-What?
-You're a spy.

Traitor!

You jackass, there's no akkoub in Gaza! And they don't say "chick," you spy!

You're a bit old-fashioned,
like your father.

I'm nothing like my father. Your father is actually pretty sweet.

You have no idea how much he loves you.

Don't take this the wrong way...

but it's nice that you two
resemble each other.

If you say so...

It's my father.

The Sheikh's son.

Who is this?

The son of Sheikh Abu Nidal Awdallah,
whom you and your dogs blew up.

Now I'm at your dad's house,
paying him a visit.

Where's my father?

Where's my father?!

You sons of bitches!
You motherfuckers, I'm on my way...

What happened?

Start recording.

You're not a Muslim. You're not an Arab.

He will kill you.

My son will kill you, boy.