All language subtitles for SwordofGideon(1986)_Eng

Moshe.

How many would you say?

Full platoon.

Avner!

What the hell is going on?

This exercise isn't scheduled
until tomorrow.

I know. But...

... by tomorrow, the enemy
might have been ready...

...Sir.

I like that. Shows initiative.

Avner! What're you doing home?

Admiring the best view in Israel.

- Come.
- No, I'm covered in paint.

Take it off.

I put on my smock a little late.

Come here.

God, I love you. I love you.

What happened? I wasn't expecting you
until tomorrow.

Neither was the General.

I haven't been to the market,
but there's some bread, cheese and salami...

Any wine?

I think so.

Are we going to bed?

Well, the floor is covered with paint.

So...

One more floor!

Special delivery.

Sign here please.

What is it?

Who's this Samuels?

I guess I'll know when I go.

You're going then?

What have I got to lose
if I just meet the man?

See your father.

If you got anything to lose
your father will know.

You don't even answer it.

- I can't just ignore it.
- Yes, you can.

Don't mix with the Mossad.

What the hell would
the Secret Service want with me?

They want the best.

In everything.
Stay in the Army.

See this?

That's what they'll do to you.

Shalom.

On time. He'll like that.

Avner, how good of you to come.

How's your father?

- He's all right.
- It's too bad the way things...

...worked out to him, you know.
Perhaps, he had a bit of bad luck.

Yeah, perhaps.

Does he ever talk to you about it?

No. Not really.

No, I didn't think he would.
I didn't think so.

Your wife, Shoshana...

...she's a sabra
just like you, isn't she?

Yes. Yes, she is. She's from...

Well, I'm sure you know
where she's from, huh?

I know exactly where she's from.
Here, here. Don't stand there.

Come down here and
make yourself comfortable.

Well, what's all this about, really?

I mean, you didn't bring me here
to talk about my family, did you?

No, I didn't bring you here
to talk about your family, you see.

The Israelies are looking for
the right man.

I don't know if you're
the right man or not...

...but if you are,
Israel needs you.

I'm already a serving officer
in Sayeret. I'm a commando.

I know that. And you're very good.

But there are other ways
of serving your country.

- Such as? An agent for Mossad?
- Oh, no, no, no...

No, you would still be a soldier
of Israel but...

...you'd be on a kind of a...

...a different battlefield.

- What exactly do you want me for?
- I don't know how to explain!

It all depends if you volunteer.
But I can't make you volunteer.

But if you do, you'll be given
special training and then...

...if you measure up...

...if you measure up,
then you'll be told.

- If I measure up.
- That's right.

If you measure up. Here.

Take this card and report there
tomorrow morning, for training.

Oh, one more thing.

Tell your wife that you'll be
"gone for a little while".

Okay...

You're Army?

- They teach you to shoot in Army?
- Yeah.

You do me a big favor.

You forget you ever see gun before.

You see gun here,
for first time, okay?

But before I show you gun...

...I show you this.

Jump rope.

You want to shoot good...

...jump rope. Like little girl.

Faster. Faster. Faster.

Up! Up! Up!

All in balance!

Not how much strong are you,
but how much balance!

Not bad, not bad. Not bad!

Soon you will be good.
Like ten-years-old girl.

Balance, balance, balance.
Faster! Balance, faster!...

Okay, Mr. Commando.

Pick your gun.

Who do you think you are?
Clint Eastwood?

You're not goddamned Dirty Harry.
You're agent, secret agent.

You want to carry a cannon
in your pocket?

In your job...

...this is your gun.
.22 calibre Beretta.

Ohhh, you worry. You want big gun.

Your enemy may be elephant.

Uh, no, no. Your enemy is tank.

No gun big enough against tank.

You want bazooka.

If your enemy man,
little gun enough.

Rule Number One:

When you pull your trigger,
you pull it twice.

If you aim right in first place,
there'll be two bullets in your enemy.

If not, it doesn't matter. If you miss,
one bullet or two, you're dead.

Make it always twice. Phoom-phoom.

Understand? Always twice.
Phoom, phoom.

Never goddamned phoom!

Even in your sleep. Phoom-phoom!

Phoom...phoom... Phoom-phoom!

- Avner...
- Mmm...?

You awake?

Yes, you are. Come on, let's get up!

It's a beautiful day.
Let's not waste it.

Who says we're going to waste it?

Avner?
What does "phoom-phoom" mean?

All night long in your sleep
you were saying "phoom-phoom".

Nothing.

Enough. Enough.

Avner?

Let's go to the beach.

I want to get some sun and
show off my body while I still can.

Then, you're gonna have to
think about doing some carpentry.

What?

We're going to need a crib.

Are you pregnant?

There are certain laws
of cause and effect.

Oooh, baby, I love you so much.

I'm late. I gotta go!

You know who lives here?

I think I do.

Dado, shalom. This is Avner.

Avner, have you met our
Chief of Staff before?

Shalom. It's a great honor
to meet you, General.

Congratulations. You've been
highly recommended for this.

Avner, glad you could come.
You know everybody?

- Shalom, Rashon.
- Golda.

Avner, will you have
some coffee? Tea?

Maybe some fruit.

Your father...

- Thank you.
...how is he these days?

He's well.
He mostly tends to his garden.

Few people know but he did
a great service to this country.

You should be proud.

Jews.

Who are we?

For 2000 years, we have been born
with a faith and a hope.

But you, you Avner,
were born with something else.

You were born here.
You can say to the world...

..."I am a Jew" and also,
"This is my home".

We have a homeland again.
A Jewish State.

The State of Israel.

It exists to protect us
from our enemies...

...and to provide us with a
haven in this world...

...where we can live in peace.

But they will not let us
live in peace.

Once again, they're killing and
terrorising Jews all over the world.

Innocent people, even children.

In planes, on buses.

In schools.

In Athens, in Zurich, in Tel Aviv.

And now...

...in Munich.

Meanwhile...

...the rest of the world
is playing volley-ball...

...and winning medals.

So, we are alone,
as we have always been.

Since no-one will defend us,
we must defend ourselves.

Maybe these terrorists will not
let us live in peace...

...but I promise you...

...that Israel will chop off
the hands of those...

...who cut short the lives
of our children.

This terrorism, all terrorism,
must be stopped!

And this is why you are here.
I have decided to strike back.

We have been reluctant
to change policy...

...but the guilty
must not go unpunished.

This is my decision and
my responsibility.

We will meet force with force.

Remember this day.

You may be stepping into
the history books.

- Shalom.
- Shalom.

You know, Dado...

...for this reason more than anything
I hate the terrorists.

Their forcing our sons
to become killers.

I wanted you to meet her
before I said anything.

We want you to volunteer
for a special mission.

It's dangerous, and I don't deny
it will disrupt your life...

...but if I was 20 years younger,
I'd give my eyeteeth to do it.

- I have to think about it.
- 24 hours.

If a man can't make up his mind
in a day, he never can.

I'll do it.

I knew you would.

- So, you volunteered?
- Yes.

That's good. Here.
Read these and sign them.

- What are they?
- The papers have to do with...

...your resignation from the Army.

Will I be able to get
my commission back when I return?

I don't know. After this mission...

...you're liable to find the Army
a little bit boring.

You'd be signing away a dental plan,
health insurance. There's no pensions.

There is a substantial hazard pay.

Then you have your family to consider.

We'll take good care of your family.
We'll open a Suiss bank account...

...and we'll put your salary in it.

But this you have to understand.

Under no circumstances...

...are you allowed to return to Israel
until the mission is complete.

The only contact you'll have with us
is a drop at the same Suiss bank.

Here. Sign.

You can change your mind anytime.

Anytime before you leave this room.

And after I leave the room?

That's what I like. A man
who has a sense of humor.

These men are all israelies.

But you're the only one
that was born here.

Gentlemen, this is Avner.

He's going to be in charge
of the mission.

He's Hans.

Carl.

- Carl.
- Hello.

Jean.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

Robert.

- Robert.
- How'd you do?

These gentlemen have all been
selected for the team...

...because of their various skills.

Hans, why don't you give a rundown
on your qualifications.

Yes, I, uh...

I have several diplomas
in Photography and...

...I studied Calligraphy
at Bonn University.

I have also taken courses
in paper technology...

...and printing techniques.

So now you know who handles
the documents.

Yes...

And between the five of you,
you all speak...

...most of the European languages.
And Arabic, of course.

Well, my Arabic is strictly
schoolboy stuff but...

...if you want something blown up,
I can usually manage it.

Jean?

I used to drive for Ferrari, so...

...if you want to get
from A to B in a hurry...

I'm the one!

Uh... I'm here, um...

...I suppose, because I've been
around for a long time.

Jack of all trades, sort of.
Master of one or two.

I'm what's known in the trade
as a "sweeper".

And he's the best.

We'll try not to leave too many
pieces for you to pick up.

There's usually something.

- And you?
- Me, I'm...

...Army. Commando.

Up to now, I've commanded
a squadron of tanks.

So I'm sure that you will be
much more interesting.

Also, "command" is the wrong word.

I'd like to think that we'll make
our decisions together, as a unit.

My name is Harari.
Major General Harari.

I am the head of Mossad.

There are 7 men on your list.

Each one of them is responsible
for the death of innocent people.

Some of them Jewish,
like the athletes in Munich.

Some of them Christians,
like the pilgrims at Lod Airport.

You will be responsible for the
death of each one of them.

An eye for an eye.

You are Israeli Justice.

You are the sword of Gideon.
God's gift.

First on the list is
Ali Hassan Salameh.

I don't have to tell you who he is.

The architect of the
massacre at Munich.

Abu Daoud, the founder of
"Black September"...

...and one of the other
masterminds behind Munich.

Mahmoud Hamshari, Ph.D. on Economics.
Officially, a PLO representative.

Unofficially, a leader
of "Black September".

He supplied the weapons in Munich.

You're after these men,
and no-one else.

Not one drop of innocent blood
must be shed by you.

You're not terrorists.
You're not them.

If there's a chance of innocent
bystander or passer-by being hurt...

...you'll abort and start again.
No exceptions to that rule.

None.

Not all the men on your list
are responsible for Munich.

This man...

...Wa'el Zwaiter, specializes
in hijackings and bombing.

Zwaiter is also a poet
and translator.

Last seen in Rome.

Muhammad Boudia, Algerian,
theatrical producer in Paris.

Also a saboteur and killer
for the Popular Front.

Listen. We're not going to hit
a person because he thinks...

...the Palestinians should have
a homeland.

Hell, I think that Palestinians
should have a homeland. No...

What we're going to do
is hit those people...

...who blow up little schoolchildren.

And kill olympic athletes
in cold blood.

What about self defense?
What if a bystander pulls a gun?

Then, he's no longer
a bystander, is he?

Now, there's something else
you have to understand.

From time to time,
you'll have to lie low.

You have to find yourselves
a place you can make your own.

You pick for yourselves a city...

...but you keep it cheap.

We don't pay for hookers,
we don't pay for diamonds.

If you need a jumbo jet? Fine,
but, you get a receipt.

If you bring me Dr. Mengele
in handcuffs, right up to my face...

...the first thing
I'm going to ask you is...

...where's the receipt
for the handcuffs?

Is it understood?

Just one more thing.

You're completely on your own.

I mean, if you get in trouble...

...if you get caught...

...we don't know you.

And if one of you should die,
then it's up to the rest of you...

...to dispose of the body
without a trace.

So...

...don't get caught...

...and don't die.

Father, if you're not
going to speak to me...

...why did I bother to come?

So that I could sit here
and be ignored?

Why should I talk to you?
Are you going to listen?

I told you to stay in the Army.

- Instead, you go and work for them.
- Zayda, please!

Avner came to say goodbye.
Let's change the subject.

Don't call me "zayda"
until my grandson is born.

I'm not a zayda yet.

Who says it's going to be a boy?

I know about these things.
You'll see.

No cookies?

It's your house.
I couldn't find any.

They are where they always are.
In the jar marked "pickles".

So, go and get me a cookie.

Listen. About you,
I don't give a damn.

It's her, and my grandson
in there, I care about.

They left me to rot
in a French jail.

As God is my witness,
they'll screw you too.

So, learn to play the 53 cards.

And never show them
your entire hand.

Always have, at least,
one card up your sleeve.

An ace, or a joker.

An old friend of mine,
call him "Papa"...

...runs an organization
called "The Group".

The Group.

You need some equipment...

...some information,
they'll get it for you.

If you have plenty of money.

You need Papa's help?
You call him.

He is your joker. He owes me.

Paris telephone number 781...

...42 43.

Got it?

Don't waste it.
Only if you need it.

And working for these people,
I think you'll need it.

Could you ever think of
leaving Israel?

What?

Do you mean, emigrate?

Why?

Just for a little while.
After the baby's born.

Where?

New York.

- I have to get an apartment there.
- What for?

Sorry, I shouldn't have asked that.

It'll all be paid for.

Will you just-- think about it?

I'll think about it.

We've got safehouses
and we've rented cars.

Fine.

Uh, look-- Jean?

Uh... could we maybe
take it a little slower?

We're in Rome, you know?

I just would like to
not get killed...

...before we begin.

Good morning.

There are some clubs
where Arabs hang out.

And three societies which
would be worth following up.

The Italian-Egyptian Association...

...that sort of thing. Yes?

Yes.

We could try to check out
the doctors and dentists.

We can get a list
from the Medical Association.

Zwaiter's a poet, right?

I would think literary society.
Libraries, that sort of thing.

There's a...

...there's a couple of
Zwaiters' in the phone book.

One of the first names
is Wa'el.

Address and phone number.

And they say that Rome
phone system's lousy?

There he is.

He doesn't look like he could
organize an egg on toast.

Much less a hijack.

He may not be able to cook,
but he certainly knows how to kill.

Regular as clockwork.

He has written his last poem.

A little trick:
reduce the powder by 50 per cent.

There's less noise that way,
and, just as deadly.

Handgun permits.
All perfect, of course.

- Did you make them?
- Naturally.

Silly question, really.

Jean!

What about the cars?

Two waiting for the getaway...

...old path out of the city.
I'll get them tomorrow.

Parking tickets can be dangerous,
even in Italy.

Carl, any comments?

Yeah. I've been listening to
the weather forecast.

It might rain tomorrow.
We should all buy new shoes.

Plain leather soles and heals,
no rubber patterns.

Hey, Gucci, here I come!

Just keep the receipt.

- What do we do now?
- If anyone's in there, we abort.

He's coming.

So is the elevator.

Wa'el Zwaiter?

Ye--

No.

No! No!

- What happened?
- Nothing. It's done.

- So, piece of cake!
- Yeah!

Yeah, if you can call
killing a man a piece of cake.

What's the matter, Hans?

- You didn't drop something, did you?
- Uh... no, I don't think so.

Don't worry. If you did,
Carl will pick it up.

Yeah.

Look at this girl.

If I wasn't a married man--
Poor girl.

My father used to say "there's no
such thing as a married man...

...a hundred miles from home".

It was so easy.

Yeah. Maybe too easy.

Look, they will be watching
the airports, you know?

Police? We have our passports.

I'm not talking about
the police.

If it's that easy for us,
it's that easy for them.

All they have to do is find us.

Have you ever killed a man?

I killed a woman once.
A hijacker.

Very pretty.

She looked a little bit
like that one.

Robert, what is that?

Made by William Britains Ltd.
during the First World War.

They're very rare.

Only a few of them were made.

And they were considered at the time,
in the poorest possible taste.

- Why?
- Well, uh...

Let me get it working
and I'll show you.

Okay.

I'm sorry. Dinner will be late.

Calling it dinner is
a grosse exaggeration.

Even food is pushing it.

Jean?

I don't want you to
take this personally.

Actually, I do, 'cause it's
the only way you can take it.

- You, my friend, are a slob.
- I know. I always have been...

Yeah, well, it's not gonna work!
I can't live this way.

I'm a very neat person!

At home I shower twice a day!
I like things tidy.

I like 'em neat.
I like 'em clean.

So, from now on,
someone else do the cooking.

You'll do the dishes.
And use soap. Please.

Yes, Captain.

Avner, it's working.

Now, you got to remember this
was given to small boys, whose...

...older brothers and fathers
were being slaughtered...

...in the trenches by the thousands.

So, you take a toy cannon and
you aim it at this flag.

You fire...

Everyone blown to bits.

Still rather bad taste,
don't you think?

- So, nothing on Salameh?
- Not a single lead.

I have good contacts in Paris,
the best. But nothing.

Well, maybe the others
will come up with something.

What about you, Avner?

What about you coming up
with something?

I might have a card to play.

I would like to speak to Papa.

So, Avner, you came to The Group.

What has your father
told you about us?

Very little.

- He said that you were friends.
- Quite right. And Louis?

- I wanted you to meet first.
- Good. Good. Come on.

We run a business.

In the war, I learned something
very important.

Remember that for the right price,
some people will do anything.

Many people will do many things,
almost everyone will do something.

For a price.

So we sell and buy information
services for a small fee.

- Right?
- Mm-hmm.

To... anyone?

No, we have a code.

Never to governments.
You can't trust governments.

Too... unscrupulous. You see?

We provide anything. Nearly.

You need a driver?
We'll get you one.

A passport? No trouble.

You want someone killed?
You do that yourself.

Perhaps, there was a reason
for your telephone call.

I'm interested in finding out
the whereabouts...

...of a certain Ali Salameh.

Ali Hassan Salameh.

A very elusive gentleman.

A lot of people would like to
make his acquaintance.

It would be expensive information.

I'd be happy to pay.

We will see what we can do.

- And where are you staying in Paris?
- Uh... just a hotel.

Paris could be very expensive,
for a family of five.

Bye-bye, my friend.

Well, I made a reservation
for half an hour ago.

We may have to wait.
- Thanks, Carl.

Hey, can I help it if
the airline loses my bag?

This better be good, Jean.
I'm starving.

I can't stand that airline food.

Believe me, it's great.
Blintzes that melt in your mouth.

They even have Israeli wine.
- Israeli wine, here in France?

Come on.

Come on! Come on!

Let's go! Carl, get to the phone.
The phone!

There has been accident.
Yeah, send ambulances, urgent.

De la Salle Street. Yes.

- All right, let's go. Let's go!
- For God's Sake, people are dying!

Let's go, Jean.
We've done all we can.

- He's right.
- No police, no police!

Let's go! Come on!

Thanks.

You made the reservation
for 8:30 there, right?

I didn't make it
in any of our names.

How about the telephone?
Maybe it was bugged.

How stupid you think I am?
I used a pay phone.

- Jean, have you eaten there much?
- A few times.

- When did you call?
- I don't know, about 7:00.

But what are you getting at?
- All right. Wait! Now...

If it was us they were after...

...they wouldn't have much time, right?
- Not much, but enough.

How could anybody possibly guess
where we were going to eat?

All I can say,
if it was a coincidence...

...it's a hell of a big one.

Well, the small ones,
you don't necessarily notice.

I get it.

- Yes!
- I followed two men.

Risson Street. Arab quarter.
Bring coffee.

- We could be here all night.
- Wait there.

Carl's onto something. Let's go!

No. Robert, stay here.
We need a coordinator.

Hamshari.

His wife leaves the apartment
about 8:00...

...to take the little girl
to school.

She then goes shopping or
has coffee with friends.

Hamshari, he has breakfast...

...and then spends about
an hour on the telephone.

He leaves about 9:00
and drives 5 blocks.

There, he picks up
that other woman.

It could be his mistress,
or a secretary, I don't know.

Then on to his headquarters.

His wife gets back for lunch
and he returns about 5:00.

She goes and gets
the little girl about 4:00.

That's it.

Handguns are out of the question.
There's a concierge 24 hours.

Robert?

- What about a car bomb?
- His wife sometimes takes the car.

What about a bomb in his toilet?

Presumably, his all by himself
when he's taking a crap.

Please, don't be disgusting!

They organized the Munich massacre
from here, right?

- On the telephone?
- Yeah, that's right.

Then, let the bastard die
by telephone.

So, we fit the plastic in here.

And I hope that's enough.

Don't worry,
it's not connected yet.

The only problem is there're so many
walkie-talkies and CB's around.

I can't risk a simple
radio signal, so...

...so, what I've done is
to link it up to here.

You lift the receiver,
there, it arms the detonator.

We'll be able to see it,
this red light.

To disarm it, just put it back.

So, what we have to do is to...

...wait for him to lift the receiver,
I see that it's armed...

...and I detonate it by
pulling this switch here.

And...

...goodbye Dr. Hamshari.

What happens if the little girl...

...phones a friend about
her homework and...

...a radio hum sends on
our frequency?

Well, obviously, I thought of that.

This has got to be safe
all night, so, two signals.

And it'll be completely dead
until I send the first one.

And after that...

...as I explained.

Zero risk. Nothing must happen
to that little girl.

Something's going to happen
to her anyway.

She's gonna come back from school
and find her father blown to bits.

- Telephone service.
- Yes, come in.

Hey!

Oh, shit!

Look.

He would have to be
in fashion, wouldn't he?

What can you do?

I'll just have to change the case.

Look, um, why don't you
keep watching the hall? This, uh...

- This could be rather dangerous.
- I think I'd better stay with you.

No, please!
Keep watch, huh?

He has left the window.

He's picked up.

Now.

That's for Munich.

Hamshari.

Stay here. I'll be back.

I'm so sorry.

There was nothing else
for me to do.

So?

He's dead.

Well, I'll drink to that.

Hey, the guy was
a murdering bastard.

We did what we were sent to do.

Yeah.

You saw them tell his wife,
didn't you?

And the little girl.

It'll pass.

Give it time.

Do you ever get
used to this, Carl?

Used to it?

It depends on you.

Yeah...

Well, my friend. You said...

...you were interested in the
whereabouts of a certain Mr. Salameh?

- Yes.
- Mm-hmm.

He has a problem with his eyes.

He usually goes to London
or Los Angeles.

Well, those are very big cities.

Yes. In the past, he has used
the Westminster Hospital.

Or the Shafi Institute
in St. John's Wood.

That's North-London.

In Los Angeles, it's the
Cedars of Lebanon.

And presumably,
under an assumed name.

Of course. But your eyesight
is better than his.

Avner, be careful.

There may be some people who are
aware of what you're doing.

Of who you are. So...

...for the sake of an old friend,
and a new friend, watch yourself.

We should never have
split up the team.

That's one of the biggest
hospitals in the world.

Who says he's going to use
the front entrance?

- How about the Shafi Institute?
- It's full.

As far as I can tell,
Salameh isn't there.

What's the matter?

I don't know. Sixth sense, maybe.

But several times a day, I swear
I can feel eyes on the back of my neck.

"Fear came upon me and trembling"
- What is that?

Book of Job.

"Then a spirit passed before my face.
The hair of my flesh stood up..."

Is it like that?

Job? I wish I was a prophet.

Why does it seem that every
third person in London is the enemy?

I'm sorry, I'm just--
I'm getting paranoid, I don't know.

I hope the guys in Los Angeles
are having better luck.

You don't suppose your source was trying
to divide us on purpose, do you?

I mean, put little pins on his map
with "For Sale" signs on our heads?

- I don't think so.
- You're not sure?

- My father always trusted him.
- Was he ever let down?

Yes.

Yes he was, but not by him.

All right. Let's call it off.

We'll leave first thing
in the morning. Come on.

May I have a Heineken?

Thank you.

Don't you like English beers?

Too flat for me.

Cigarette?

Please.

Are you here by yourself?

And you?

At the moment.

Are you visiting London?

I'm in fashion.
I buy all over the world.

Travelling is fun, but tiring.

And what is it that you do?

I'm in hi-fi equipment.

You play with all the little
woofers and tweeters?

Yes, I do.

Only I'm not an engineer.
I'm in sales.

Of course.

I, uh, hope you don't mind me...
mentioning this...

...it's just that your...
perfum is-- kind of unusual.

I'm not really knowledgeable
about these things but...

...it's-- it's nice.

Why should I mind? It's rather
nice of you to notice.

Well...

It's been very nice
talking to you.

Are you leaving?

Yeah. I'm afraid I have an
early start, tomorrow.

I have a...
sales convention in Oslo.

Kind of cracked
the Scandinavian market.

Perhaps, we'll meet again?

I hope so. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

- Avner!
- Carl.

There you are. Care to join me
for a nightcap?

I've just had one.

How about another one?
We're leaving in the morning, anyway.

I'd better not. I was going to
write a postcard to Shoshana.

You have one, though, for me.
I'll see you in the morning.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Carl...

Carl?

Carl...

Carl?

Hello?

I'm sorry, my friend.
The room number?

Yeah...

Oh, no. I can handle it.

My men will be there
within an hour.

Just leave it to me.

Yes, who's there?

My name is Avner.
I'm a friend of Carl's.

Come in.

Sit down, please.

I have coffe.
Would you like some?

Thank you, yes.

Bad news?

I'm sorry.

Yes.

He's dead.

It's a little cold, I-- should have
put it back on the heat, but--

I always worry that it-- might--

I'm sorry.

Your wife is probably very...

You are married, aren't you?

You never get used to it.

Every time the phone goes or
a knock on the door...

How did he--

What happened?

Carl was killed by an enemy agent.

Tell me, was it worth it?

- We run a vital mission.
- Can you...?

Can you tell me anything about it?
If I knew something it might help.

I'm sorry.

I can only tell you that
it was personally authorized...

...by our Prime Minister.

His...

...body, can you send it
back to Israel?

That's what he always wanted.

- That's impossible.
- Impossible?

I brought you these things.

Where is he buried?

I don't know.

Would you do something
for me, please?

Will you get the hell out of here?

Thank you for coming.

But please, just--
Get the hell out of here.

I want you to think carefully...

...about what I'm gonna say.

I'm gonna find that woman...

...and I'm gonna kill her.
- If you don't, I will.

Robert, I could've warned him!

You can't blame yourself.

Carl was the last man on earth
you'd think would--

Listen, what's done, it's done.

It wasn't your fault.

You all realize this is breaking
the rules. She's not on our list.

You're talking about rules?

- He was one of us!
- Yes, I know, I know.

And if a bystander pulls a gun...

...then she's no longer a bystander.

Is she?

She's the one. I'm positive.

Oh, she's dangerous, that one.

Jeannette von Lessep.
She has a past.

Yeah, well, I want her.

Yeah, friendship is important.
I understand.

We should be able to find her, uh?

And this one, as the Americans say,
it's on the house. Okay?

I'm sorry about your friend.
In a way, I feel responsible.

After all, I sent you to London.
- This woman...

...who is she working for?

Who are your enemies?

This is far enough.

You cross the border further down there
and you're right up to near her place.

Remember, the house belongs
to the girlfriend.

Jean called, he and Hans
are already in position and...

...apparently, our girl
has arrived too.

Good. What you have planned for me?

All right. So, I'm you.

I cycle up to the border. I stop.

Okay, be my guest.
You'll be the customs official.

He'll search me.

Okay, I give up.

Basically, it's a .22 calibre zip gun.
It's pretty accurate up to 45 feet.

Now, it only fires once, so,
after each shot you have to reload.

The refills are right there,
in the same chamber.

So, don't miss.

That's genius.

- Yes, except there is a problem.
- What's that?

It only goes "phoom".

Yes?

We've come for you. From London.

What's the matter with you?

Let's get out of here.

Most of these are
in some sort of code.

If she is tied to
any terrorist group...

...and not just a hired killer,
it could be very important.

We must get them to Samuels.

But there are three telegrams
in clear language.

One's just birthday congratulations.

This one is an invitation
to a wedding in Paris.

And this one is an invitation
to the same wedding...

...but changing the date.

Wrote by some "Violet".

Let me see those, Hans.

There's something about them...

Violet?

Violet...

Would this have anything to do
with a 'mariage', a wedding?

Yes, as a matter of fact it does.

It was called off. How sad.

We heard it was to
take place in Paris.

But the groom had a tragic accident.

He was an Arab named Hamshari.

And the bride?

Violet? He moves about, that one.

Hard to find.
But he loves France.

"He"?

A romantic. He used the name
"Violet" sometimes.

Boudia. Muhammad Boudia.

Boudia. Yeah.

I'll pay the usual fee
for anything you have on him.

No.

Avner, I'll tell you something.

When you leave here today,
I never want to hear from you again.

I want you to vanish. You are one
of the most wanted men in Europe.

Every day, we get more and more
inquiries about you and your friends.

My friend, I run a business.
I have hundreds of people on my payroll.

Officially, everything comes through me.
I decide, I coordinate...

But they are human.
Humans get greedy.

Avner.

I tell you this because your father
and I were good friends.

I owe him much.
At the time of the Suez-affair...

...he was jailed by the French
because he refused to betray me.

A good man, your father.

Even when he was abandoned by his own
government. A real brave one.

Yeah, yeah...

So...

Go where even I cannot find you.
You understand?

Maybe I can save your life,
and pay my debt to your father.

Goodbye, my friend.

Yeah.

CENTRAL BANK
OF SWITZERLAND

- May I please have the balance?
- Of course, sir.

The main corporation account
or your personal account?

My personal account, please.

- Here you are, sir.
- And I'd like to check this box.

Yes, sir. One moment, please.

I'm a father!

Shoshana...

I'm a father! I have a son.

Healthy baby boy.

Thank you.

She wasn't on your list.
- She killed Carl.

And she could identify Avner.
- We had to do it!

No, you didn't.
Not without getting clearance!

If we had waited for your approval
she might have gotten away.

Just a second, don't you understand
what you people have done?

That you have totally disregarded
orders, don't you understand that?

And maybe possibly jeopardized
an entire mission because...

...you wanted your little
personal act of vengeance?

She was an enemy agent.
She killed one of my man!

I felt responsible.
It was my decision.

Bullshit. We all agreed.
- Then you're all at fault!

Excuse me, gentlemen, but...

...has it ever dawned upon you,
possibly, that I liked Carl, too?

He was a good agent.

Nevertheless, you should have
checked with me first.

This is a very important mission.

And certain procedures
have to be followed.

Am I clear?

Don't you know that if
a woman can find you...

...anybody can find you?
So, what I suggest is...

...that you split up!
You lie low in your various bases.

And no first-class fares,
especially to New York!

Don't move!

I could've killed you.

What have they done to you?

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I couldn't warn you, there was
no way to get in touch with you.

I had to see you.

I had to.

When David was born I--
I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

I'm glad you're here.

You haven't met our son, yet.

Oh, yeah, come here. David.

He's beautiful.

How'd you ever get a key?

I told the super I was your wife.

And he believed you?
You could've been anybody.

I told him he'd find
a picture of me beside your bed.

He went and checked.

How did you know it would be there?

You'd be in a lot of trouble
if it weren't.

So, that and a big fat tip and,
he gave me your spare keys.

You're incredible.

Take him.

Come, go to your mother.

Well, this makes up for
an awful lie.

There's been an awful lie,
hasn't there?

Yeah...

Yeah, there has.

How's your father, right?

I don't know.

Can you sleep?

I've slept a little.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

- Avner--
- Please. I'll be fine.

Let's go someplace.
We never had a honeymoon, right?

- We had the weekend in Eilat.
- We never got out of bed.

Let's have a real honeymoon.
You said we've got the money.

We'll play tennis again,
get some sun, you can relax.

I've never seen anybody so tense
in my whole life.

And after ten days of good food,
and sun and exercise...

...then we'll be ready
for a week-end in bed.

- Can we talk about this in the morning?
- No.

Now.

I don't want to go back to Israel.

I'm going to stay
in America for a while.

If this is where you relax,
then this is where I want to be.

Well, we'll have a problem
with visas and papers...

- You can fix that.
- Yeah, probably.

Down!

Down.

You're in real trouble, Avner.
Your nerves are shot to hell.

- It's just training--
- It's trouble!

It's battle fatigue.

It's the phone.

- Want me to get it?
- No, I'll get it.

- Yes.
- Boudia is back in France.

His target's the Israeli Embassy.
Understand?

Yeah, I'll meet you in the morning.
I'll take the first plane out.

I have to go back.

Avner, you can't take
much more of this.

I'll be all right.

Remember when all this began?
I said I would back you...

...as long as you thought
you were doing the right thing.

Well...?

I have to believe it is.

Hey! Hang on a moment.
Let me show you something.

I've been working on this
for some time and frankly...

...I think it's rather, uh,
you know, "tasty".

It works on pressure.

We put it under the seat
of his car.

He gets in, he sits on the seat...

...and that arms the bomb.
It also sends a signal to us.

We send a radio signal back,
here...

...and Mr. Boudia joins his ancestors,
wherever they may be.

Boudia's grey Peugeot is parked
around the corner, on the right.

He's here.

"Claire & Claire
Cleaning and Maintenance"

Oh, shit!

What do we do now?

Robert?

I just hope there's no radio hum
in our frequency.

I'd hate to see her
blown to pieces.

You know, we're-- we're crazy.

I mean, if Boudia wanted
to blow us up, he'd just...

...shove a bomb in our car,
and that would be it.

And if he took 20 nuns, who
happened to be passing by...

...he'd just head for Tripoli,
have a nice cup of tea and say...

..."It's a war"

Quite mad. All of us.

They should be going into
the school soon.

Look.

That's one ticket
they'll never collect.

Let's go.

Hold it, hold it.
Someone's been in the house.

How the hell do you know?

Well, I left a light
on the front room and...

...the mirror should throw
a beam across the street but it...

...it doesn't anymore so,
something's been moved.

Well, we have done the job.
Let's just split.

Think, Jean!

If there's a bomb, the landlady
or someone could be blown to pieces.

And if there isn't, the police
will find our things.

It's dangerous either way.

- I'll go with you.
- No, no. If there's...

...any defusing to be done,
that's my turf.

- Good luck!
- Luck has nothing to do with it.

One...

Two...
Got it.

Hans!

- All clear.
- No problems.

Come on!

Bastards! Stinking bastards!

Hans, we've got about two minutes.
We can let anybody find this.

Jean, we need kerosene.

Jean!!

The Lord gave
and the Lord hath taken away.

Forgive me.

Go, and the Lord go with thee!
- The Lord seems to have...

...a lot of trouble
recognizing his friends.

Those bastards have tracked us.

Do we go on?
Without Carl and Robert?

No. No. I'll phone Samuels
we'll abort the mission.

- I want to check my deposit box.
- Of course, sir. A moment, please.

Please, sir. Follow me, sir.

Ali Hassan Salameh and Abu Daoud
are meeting here, in Switzerland.

In a church, of all places.

Number 1 and 2, on our list.

They are responsible for
a hell of a lot more than Munich.

Those two will make up for
everything. For Robert, for Carl.

Probably travelling with bodyguards.

Not just one or two,
we'll be outnumbered.

We have surprise on our side.
- How do you know?

Now.

I'm sorry, it's your decision.

Now.

- Watch for anyone coming in.
- I'll cover you.

Shit.

No! In God's name!

Hans!

No!!

Go!

Jean, get the car!
Come on, come on!

I could have had him.
Had that bastard!

Oh, yeah! Good thinking!
And shot that priest too, Hans?

I can see it now:
"Israeli Agents Shoot Priest..."

"...In a Church"
- I had him!

- I had him in my sight!
- Forget it, Hans!

Oh, God!

Come on, Hans.

- Come on. I had to do it.
- I think I had...

- Come on.
- I had a clear shot...

- Look, it's all over. Forget it.
- I could...

- Get in. Get in.
- ...for one second...

Thank you, Lord.

Is that you, Hans?
- No. Avner.

So?

It's over.

To your tents, oh, Israel.

- Home.
- Yes. Where is Hans?

I tried to phone you both
from the airport.

- At what time?
- My plane was at 6:00, so...

...maybe a few minutes before.

- Oh, I went to see a movie.
- Yeah? With Hans?

No, he wouldn't come.

He's probably out,
in one of his walks.

He's in bad shape.
You should talk to him.

Yeah.

Where the hell is he?
It's after midnight, Jean.

I don't know.

Let's find him.

You mean, right now?

Where does he go?

Sometimes he comes at night and
feeds the ducks. Can you believe it?

There he is.

Hans?

Hey, Hans! You, son of a bitch,
we're going home!

Oh, no.

No!

Come through all this,
all this time...

How, Hans?

He didn't even use his gun.

Shot point-blank.

How could anybody
get this close?

You know? For a long time,
I thought we were smart.

But maybe we were only lucky.

Now I think we've run out of luck.

What are we gonna do with him?
Jean, we can't just leave him here.

What are we going to do?
Carry him back to his apartment?

No.

Okay, stay here.
I know what to do. Stay here.

Hans.

Tell me, Jean.

What did we accomplish?

A few tears, maybe.

Theirs. And ours.

And we bought some time.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, if you ever want to be driven
somewhere in a hurry...

I know. I'll call you.

If you're ever in Israel, Jean,
look me up! I'll teach you to cook!

So, you want to go back
in the Army?

Yes. It's exactly what I want.

Well...

I can't blame you.
It's been hard.

No-one promised me it'd be easy.

I mean, you know, the way
different things happened...

...and then, near the end,
the loss of Hans.

Yeah, well, I lost all my men.
All but one. Jean.

Well, you see, the others...

...they were agents,
they were trained... They--

You knew what to expect.

But you...

...you are different.

Not so different.

Listen.

Maybe, just maybe, you don't like
yourself too much now.

I can understand that.
I can understand, uh...

I mean, a man goes out and
he shoots another man, he...

...doesn't expect to see
the wife and child.

I mean, even a...

...a trained soldier
is not used to seeing that.

But I have to tell you
what I see.

I see a terrorist ring crushed.

I see an underground army
in disarray that takes them...

...years to get together again.

And I see something else.

I see hundreds of wives
and children...

...who won't be grieving.

I hope so.

But, somehow, I don't think so.

I see another terrorist ring...

...another underground army
rising up to hunt us.

Taking revenge for our revenge.

We keep taking an eye
for an eye like this...

...pretty soon the whole world
will be blind!

Don't you think this butchers
deserve to die?

Oh, yeah. They do, yeah.
That's why I volunteered.

But sending a handfull of men
out to kill terrorists...

...that can't be the answer.

All right. Then you tell me.

What's the answer?

I don't have the answer.

I just have a lot of questions.

Questions that I didn't have
when I started all this!

Questions about duty...

...to you...

...to the Army...

...to my country.

Just, how much do I owe?
How much can be asked of me?

What are you giving me now?
Philosophy?

You can call it what you want.

But I won't leave men to die
in a hotel room.

Or in a park bench
in a foreign country!

And I won't die there either!

Not because I'm afraid.

I'll fight for my country,
and I'll die for it, if need be.

But I'll do it as a soldier,
and not as your executioner.

I've done what I was asked to do
and now, I quit.

You think you can quit?

You think you can just
walk out of this room?

- Yes.
- No.

No, no, no. We have too much
invested in you. You can't quit.

I just did.

I picked up your option.

- You did what?
- Option, option, option.

Read your contract.
There's a renewal option.

I never said you could do that.

You didn't have to.
You were abroad...

...and you were doing so well...

...that I picked up your option.
So you're with us for 3 more years.

Three years?

Yes. I notified your file.
It's all perfectly legal.

Legal?

Legal.

You've got the wrong man.

Wait a minute.

Why don't you go back
to New York...

...and you can rejoin
your lovely wife...

...you make a little love...

...spend some of the money
that you earned...

...and take your time.
Stay there as long as you like.

Then, when you feel like it,
you can come back here.

Okay, I'll go to New York
and I'll come back.

But in my own time.
In my own way.

And not to you.

Well, you can believe me,
I'll keep in touch!

I told you. Once they have you,
they never let you go.

You're in for life,
or as long as you're useful.

- He can't force me.
- He can try.

Believe me. Being a hero
doesn't last long.

I'm going to New York.

I'm going to spend some time
with Shoshana and your grandson.

If they want you,
they'll come after you.

And when they do, be prepared.

There's something I came here
to say to you today.

Yes?

I'm proud to be your son.

What is this?
You want to leave me in tears?

Come here.

Take a kiss to David.

What am I saying?
It's for you.

You're not in such
bad shape after all.

Neither are you.

- This can't go on forever.
- I know. Three more days.

- That's not what I mean.
- I know that, too.

Our visas run out soon.

We have to make some decisions.

That's business. This is pleasure.
They don't mix.

You're gonna have to, one day.

When we get back to the city,
back to reality. Okay?

Avner!

I gotta go to the store
and get some coffee.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

Did you forget the keys?

Surprise.

They say when you're New York,
you should look up old friends.

May I come in?

Thank you.

I must say that you look rested.
You look strong, relaxed, it's...

...it's very good for a man
to be with his family.

What do you want?

It's quite a place
you've got here.

But, then again,
you've earned it.

- Samuels, why are you here?
- Why am I here?

I'm here to find out if you...

...love your country
as much as your family.

Haven't I already prove that?

I have to tell you something.

Something very important
has come up in South America...

...and we think you're
the right man for the job.

Forget it. I mean it
when I said I quit.

Oh, no, think for a minute.

Think of how your wife
may like Buenos Aires...

...how she might like
the beaches and that...

...wonderful food.
- No.

You're saying no? Don't you know
people here know who you are?

Don't you know your
American papers are running out?

Don't you know you have
enemies all over Europe?

Don't you know there's
a price on your head?

Avner, you're a wanted man.

The world's a dangerous place.
What else is new?

Avner...

...right now, we're, uh...

...we're looking after you.

You're one of us.
One of our own.

But if you start thinking
of leaving us...

...that puts things in a
different light, my friend.

Let me remind you that
you have a contract with us.

And if you refuse
to do your duty...

...or willfully disregard
the express wishes of your country...

...then you will have to
suffer the consequences!

Such as?

I'm afraid you're going to
find out very soon.

- Hi.
- Yes, sir?

I have an account with your
head office in Zurich.

Here's my bank card
with my account number.

And my book.

I would like to transfer the
entire balance from there. Today.

There should be about
112,000 dollars.

There'll be a charge
for the telex.

That's okay.

Uh, you realize, of course...

...that the managing director
of your company...

...also has drawing privileges
on this account?

Yes.

It seems a rather large
withdrawal has just been made.

How much is left?

3 dollars and 42 cents.

We'll take it.

- When are you gonna be home?
- Late.

I gotta work double shift time.

- Take care of yourself.
- We need the money.

Baby.

I love you.

And you.

- Someone called for a cabby?
- Some guy over there.

Over here.

Don't stand there
looking at me. Sit down.

You know, you're getting soft,
you're losing your touch.

You're getting careless.
You're lucky it was me...

...who bribed the dispatcher
instead of one of your enemies.

Yeah, I'm lucky.

You want a pickle, Mr. Lucky?

Listen to me, what're you doing?
What are you, a taxi driver?

- It's a living.
- It's a living?

No, no more for me.
You want some coffee?

No, thank you very much.

What about when you were captain
in the Army, when you were hero?

My friend, I came here to
talk some sense into you.

Oh, talk? You wanna talk to me?
After what you did?

Listen to me, listen to reason.

A man is owed nothing,
who deserts his country.

Easy! sshhh...

No, no, calm down.

Don't you ever say that
to me again.

Everything I did, I did it
for my country! Not for you!

Not for the government!
Not for money! For my country!

If you love your country
so much...

...why don't you come back
'cause your country needs you...

...and you're the best man
I ever had.

You don't get it, do you?

There is nothing that you can say,
or do, or threaten, or offer...

...that would make me
change my mind.

I'm not a mercenary.
Or a killer for hire.

I never was,
and I never will be.

See, the way a figure it,
a man's life has got to have...

...a certain quality,
for it to be worth living.

He's gotta be able to live
with himself. I still can.

Can you?

Just a second, young man.

We're not here to talk about me,
we're here to talk about you.

We're here to offer you
your job back and to give you...

...your back pay.
That's why we're here.

We're not here to talk about me.
Now, what do you say?

Waiter!

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