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[suspenseful music playing]

[distorted Arabic vocal]

[telex machine clicking]

[speaking Arabic]

["Let Me Go" by Honey Riot playing]

[speaking Arabic]

[mournful Middle Eastern music playing]

[car hood creaks]

[speaking Arabic]

[engine idles]

[speaking Hebrew]

[radio chatter indistinct]

[rustling]

[speaking Hebrew]

[engine revs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[bus rumbles]

[speaking Hebrew]

[brakes hiss]

[baby fussing]

[speaking Hebrew]

[speaking Hebrew]

[dramatic music with Arabic vocals playing]

[screaming in Arabic]

[car alarm wails]

[electronic pop music playing]

[door creaks]

[deep sigh]

You know, they're all here for you.

[sullenly] I don't care.

- You don't? - [mumbles]

What about presents? Do you care about presents?

A little.

What about... cake?

There's a cake?

Yeah. Of course there's a cake.

Chocolate?

Mm... I don't know.

- Then I don't care. - I mean, it could be chocolate.

Your mother knows how much you love chocolate.

She also knows how much I hate parties.

Look where we are.

Why don't you just come with me?

We'll go, we'll see what the cake situation is.

No. Everyone always messes up my hair,

they pinch my cheeks. It's annoying.

Well, I-I promise to protect you.

No one will even get close enough for a handshake.

They'll come close, I'll-- take out the gun on 'em right there.

[mock shouting] Get out! Get!

How many presents did you see?

Enough that I can call it a pile.

- It's that big? - Yeah!

- Really? - You ready?

- Yeah. - All right. Come on.

[groans]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Adam! Happy birthday.

Thanks, man.

- Hey--! - Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!

- What? - You don't have any authorization.

Oh, and how do I get authorization?

- Cake. - Cake?

Yeah.

Huh. What flavor?

Chocolate.

Chocolate.

Huh. I'll see what I can do.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

- [pager beeping] - ♪ Happy birthday, dear Adam ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

[cheering]

[news broadcast theme]

[female TV anchor speaking Hebrew]

[sirens wail]

[Hebrew spoken on TV]

[female anchor in Hebrew]

[doorbell dings]

[man speaking Hebrew on TV]

It was him.

Yeah.

Norit, I'm sorry for interrupting your party like this.

It was already interrupted.

Are you here to take Etan back?

You suspended him for doing his job,

- but now look what happened. - Norit, please.

Go inside.

Can we talk in private, please?

Yeah. Come on in.

She's right, you know.

The streets are getting covered in body parts,

and we're sitting on our hands.

Well, that's why I'm here. Prime Minister called.

He asked me to put all hands on deck, especially yours.

So, you need me now.

I need you to follow orders.

I don't follow orders?

You beat a man within an inch of his life, Etan.

He was gonna talk.

He was gonna die.

Look. There were Americans on the bus.

We really don't want them involved.

After what happened, you really think the guys

are gonna want the American back on the team?

American? You moved here when you were 16,

you served in the Israeli Army. You're Israeli.

Believe it or not, that's not how they see it.

Well, that's the way we see it.

How many dead?

Twenty.

A lot more hurt.

Where are the guys?

Waiting for orders.

All right. I'm gonna go back inside.

Hey, Etan...

I need you.

Israel needs you.

Well, right now, my son needs me.

[snarling]

[playful yelling]

- What happened? - Pack your bags.

You're goin' to Marseille to stay with your sister.

[scoffs] I'm not going anywhere.

No, it-it isn't safe for you here, Norit.

It's not safe.

This is my home, Etan! This is our home.

Listen, the bombings are getting closer.

The next one could be right outside our door, or worse.

I'm not running. Are you?

They're taking me back.

- Listen... - Good. No, good.

They were stupid to let you go in the first place.

If anything were to happen to you or Adam...

No... listen to me.

- Remember who you married. Hmm? - I know.

So, if we want our proposal to make any kind of impact,

it's gonna need money and elbow grease.

And luckily, I'm prepared to give a lot of both.

- [indistinct whispers] - What is it?

[whispering continues]

[man] Are you all right, Senator?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

You better give me more than that, please.

Yeah, but how do you know?

Can-can you just bear with me for a second, okay?

Um, are you sure that she was on the-- on the bus?

She's been identified?

No, I'm gonna get involved in this.

No, don't tell me I can't!

Don't tell me.

[phone beeps]

What'd they say, sir? Are they bringing her home?

I need you to call someone.

Anyone. Who?

Call Avi. Call him.

Call Avi.

We can't come back from this.

[phone beeps]

[crying]

I'm very sorry for your loss, David.

I'm sorry for your loss.

- Really. - [sobbing] Thank you.

[telex machine clicking]

How are you liking your new job, Avi?

Keepin' you outta trouble?

"Like" may be a little bit of a stretch,

but it's, uh, it's work.

Avi... I need a favor.

I strongly suggest you take a moment

and choose your next words very carefully, David.

I want you to find out who did this to my daughter.

That's all? Information?

And I want them dead.

There it is.

No, no, no, no.

Look...

the minute you stepped on American soil,

you were on the government's watchlist.

Okay.

Old friends became new problems.

And when you got mixed up with all that bullshit,

there was no one to help you get out. No one.

Okay? You'd be rotting in some prison or a shallow grave,

- if it wasn't for what I did. - I know...

what I owe you.

Made some bad choices, David. We all have.

And those choices left a lot of dead bodies.

Like I said... we all have.

You remember her, don't you?

Yeah...

I do, I do.

What do you need?

[sighs]

Money.

I gotta go get a team together,

and the guys I have in mind, they don't come cheap.

I hate having to ask you this. Please believe that.

We'll find him, David.

I promise.

[small sob]

["Walking In My Sleep" by Lionel Cohen and Stefani Valencia playing]

[mock rage] Give me all your money and your watch!

- [yells] - [laughing] Avi!

[telex machine clicking]

[laughing]

[Levi speaks Hebrew]

- It's really you? - It's really me.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here? I just came to visit you!

What am I doing here?

Good to see you. Good to see you!

Good to see you.

Love the... scruffy look.

Yeah.

It's crazy to see the streets of Tel Aviv like this, huh?

The work, it sucks right now.

There was another bombing eight days ago.

People are afraid to leave their homes.

And that's why you're here.

[speaking Hebrew]

You're interested?

I thought driving a cab would be a nice change, you know?

I don't get into any gunfights driving people to their homes.

Now... there's no real difference

between walking through a war zone and driving into one.

Is that a yes?

What do you need?

Not much.

Is he here?

No... no.

Fuck.

All right. Let's go.

[Middle Eastern music playing]

[Muslim prayers on loudspeaker]

[boy shouting]

All right... you ready for this?

[humming "Smoke on the Water"]

- What?! Uh-- - [laughing]

Fuck!

[telex machine clicking]

[Tamas groans]

Okay, let's go again. Come on.

[telex machine clicking]

[sighs, laughs] Nah.

Last one!

[sighs] Nah, had enough.

- Anything? - Nothing.

Yakov said to sit tight.

Yeah, Yakov said a lot of things.

[suspenseful music playing]

[knocking on door]

Who is it?!

[Etan] Pizza!

We nearly killed you.

What are you doin' here?

Getting back to work.

Yakov authorized it?

Yakov ordered it.

Then why didn't he tell us you were coming?

[sighs] I think he just wanted to savor that sweet surprise.

Surprise? It's not the best time for surprises, Etan.

Hey. I know.

I know, okay?

What do we have?

His wife's house,

just like you suggested before...

well, before you left.

[telex machine clicking]

- The wife's house, huh? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, he still hasn't showed, though.

Oh, he'll show.

So, what do we do, just sit?

- Yeah, for now. Just... - [lighter clicks]

- get a little time to think. - Yeah, take your time.

It's not like there's a, uh, lunatic out there blowing up Israelis.

Do you have a problem, Tamas?

Well, as a matter of fact, I do have a big problem.

But he's standing right in front of me!

Eli, make some coffee.

Let's bring Etan back to speed,

and then we can talk about plans.

But for now, put your dicks away

and let's get to work!

Yallah.

[exhales sharply]

["In The Sea" by The Walkmans playing]

The sun will kill you.

[telex machine clicking]

I should be so lucky.

Can we go somewhere to talk? Somewhere with shade?

I'm listening.

The Engineer.

[speaking Hebrew]

Who else is coming?

Hi, Gili.

[speaking Hebrew]

[in English] Let me think about it over lunch.

You're buying.

[speaking Hebrew]

Noah!

[speaking Hebrew]

[Avi in English] You've grown, huh?

Do you remember me?

Does-does he speak English?

- [speaking Hebrew] - What?

Yeah, I speak English.

[laughs]

[in English] The other question.

Can I take this to go?

No. Go order some food. Avi's paying.

Of course.

- Well, good to see you, Avi. Thanks for lunch. - Good to see you.

Okay. Bye, Abba.

Bye, Noah. Bye.

Bye, Noah.

Looks like his mother, huh?

- Looks like your neighbor. - [laughs]

[chuckles]

We need equipment.

Weapons?

Of course, weapons.

And clothes too.

And we need a new ride.

We're crossing the border.

It's good to see you, Avi. It really is.

But I have to ask you... why?

Not going to find him in Tel Aviv.

I mean, why you? Why us?

Getting paid. What do you care?

It's the money that's concerning me.

It's not enough?

Actually, it might be too much.

That's what's bothering me.

The old man has a point.

Someone I know... with money and influence...

his daughter was on the bus in Dizengoff.

Wait, so he's using his money and influence to get revenge?

That someone... American?

Senator Adler.

So, why isn't America sending someone?

- They sent me. - Off the books.

Are you guys having second thoughts?

Second, third...

Okay, in or out. Yallah.

I'll find him myself if I have to.

[laughing]

[speaking Hebrew]

I can get us a car, and we can be over the border by tonight.

I have a contact in the Mista'arvim.

If anyone knows what's going on in Gaza, it's them.

Okay, we can't be noisy.

No one has to know we're there.

Like ghosts.

That's comforting.

Gotta do one more thing.

What? To pray?

- I'll be back. - [chuckles]

[door rattling]

Wait a second. Stay here.

[door rattling]

[doorknob rattles]

[sighs]

Is this how you say hello to all your guests?

- What do you want? - You look great.

What do you want?

I didn't come here for trouble, so, uh--

You shouldn't have come here at all.

Is she home from school?

- No. - She-- hey...

Dad?

- Dad? - Hey, Suka.

What are you doing here?

He was just leaving.

- Can you stay? - No.

You need to do your homework.

Can you come back tomorrow?

Yeah... I'll come back tomorrow.

Go to your room.

Hey... can I get a kiss?

I missed you. See you later, beautiful.

She's gotten so big.

You're lucky she even remembers you.

Don't make any more promises you can't keep, Avi.

You're gonna break her heart again.

And if by some miracle you do come back tomorrow...

don't sneak up on us.

I'm sorry.

I don't care.

[distant siren wailing]

[dramatic music playing]

Tel Aviv yesterday.

After the bomb went off, people ran to the scene to try to help.

- Next slide, please. - [projector clicks]

Among them was a second bomber,

who set off a bomb while the rescue efforts were going on.

- Next slide. - [projector clicks]

Twenty dead.

A third bomb was found a couple blocks away,

- probably for a third bomber. - [phone rings]

Okay. Shut it off.

[man over speaker] Yakov, I have the Prime Minister on the phone.

Put him on the phone.

Hello?

I understand.

I'll have some answers for you at the end of the week, sir.

Thank you.

Guys... all hands on deck.

I need you guys to go to work.

- [slaps desk] - Get this fucker, let's go!

- [birds chirping] - [Middle Eastern music playing]

[Fanni] Abdel Nasser Issa.

One of our informants has confirmed

that he's not only fabricating bombs in an apartment in Nablus,

but he's also running an entire cell from there.

His building is here.

But our intel is showing a half dozen surrounding structures,

containing cell members or some type of sympathizers.

Okay, so you're saying, if we get spotted,

we're gonna have the entire neighborhood on our balls.

Well, our balls.

There's only one way out of there,

and that's down this street.

And how do we get him?

He's gotta come to us.

Huh, why would he do that?

I intercepted a call.

He's meeting with one of his men tomorrow night.

Here.

Zero exposure.

We wait for him to show. And we take him.

Why are they meeting?

I didn't pick up any details.

Hmm... then there's only one way to find out.

Good luck.

[Muslim prayer broadcast]

- Salam alaikum, Gadi. - Ah!

- 'Ahlan, habibi, keefak. - [speaking Arabic]

[both speaking Arabic]

[greeting one another in Arabic]

[in English] What's the intel you gotta tell me?

[in accented English] Engineer is fucking hero in these street.

Any mention of him followed by nothing but praise.

The Shabak is leading the hunt.

Shabak are chasing their tails.

Hey-hey, we're all on the same team!

Okay, so yallah, Gadi. Give us a name. Let us help.

[speaking Hebrew]

Yallah.

Shouldn't cross path with any Shabak interference there.

He'll--

Gadi, we can't send them there. [speaks Arabic]

You have guns?

[Avi] Yeah. We have. Yallah.

- Good. You'll need them. - Thanks.

- [in Arabic] Yislamo, habibi. Shukran. - Ah.

[dramatic Middle Eastern music playing]

[Levi] I didn't realize how bad an idea this was until right now.

Smugglers make my balls itch.

How's your Arabic?

[laughing]

[speaking Arabic]

[both responding in Arabic]

[speaking Arabic]

Shukran.

[speaking Arabic]

[indistinct conversation in Arabic]

[Avi clearing throat]

[Avi sighs]

[in English] Who are you?

[in English] We are here to see Khader.

I know the why, but I still don't know the who.

Business.

[lighter clicks]

Business...

What kind of business?

Our business.

Not yours.

Want to hear a joke?

We, uh, rather just wait. Yeah, shukran.

You don't like jokes, huh?

[tense music playing]

Khader isn't coming, is he?

- No. - [lighter clicks]

You like jokes?

I love jokes.

My friend here has a really good one.

Let's hear it.

[chuckling] Oh. Yeah, that one.

[Avi] Mm. [chuckles]

It's a very good one.

- Yallah. - It's to die for.

[laughing]

[suspenseful music playing]

- [engine hums] - [crickets chirping]

- [radio crackles] - Where are they, Fanni?

They left a while ago. You should have visual soon.

[radio beeps]

- I got nothing. You? - Negative.

I think I see something. Okay, here we go.

We have a vehicle.

[Fanni] Is it him?

Okay, you guys, listen. We have to take them now.

We've got a vehicle, but I've-- we've got no confirmation.

We need confirmation, Etan.

- [speaking Arabic] - [beep]

Okay, target confirmed. Target confirmed.

Repositioning.

[dramatic music playing]

[Etan] Get your hands on the fucking ground!

- Hands on the fucking ground! - [Tamas speaking Arabic]

[Etan] Fanni? Get the room ready.

[Tamas] Secured. Yallah.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Peace be upon you, my son.

[sighs] Peace be upon you, Father.

How are you, Ayyash?

Tired.

Allah's work is not easy, my son.

How is your family doing?

I do Allah's work for them.

So they will be strong too.

You must be strong as well.

I will.

I am only a phone call away.

Thank you, Father.

And Allah is with you always.

I love you.

- I know. - Salam alaikum, my son.

Goodbye.

Just got off the phone with the Prime Minister.

We are not to use any force in this interrogation.

- What?! - My hands are tied on this one.

There's no time, sir!

There's nothing I can do.

He's setting up for a peace rally.

The last thing he needs is the word to get out

that they're torturing suspects.

This guy is not gonna crack with words.

Figure it out, Etan. There's nothing I can do.

My hands are tied, okay?

Do not, and I mean do not...

use any force on this.

Call me when you're done.

[groans]

[sighs] You know what? Take his, uh, take his hood off.

Yeah.

Take his cuffs off too.

[handcuffs clicking]

You, uh, you want a cigarette?

Tamas, give him a cigarette.

He could probably use one.

[lighter clicks]

I am not telling you anything.

Whoa... did I ask you to tell me anything?

That's why we're here. You want information.

That's the only reason I am alive.

The only reason you're alive is that man standing right there,

Mr. Tamas.

We know who you are, we know what you've done,

and we know what you've been doing in that apartment.

The question we need you to answer now is...

"Who are you doin' it for?"

[derisive laugh]

For Allah.

Hmm. Of course.

Allah rejoices in the killing of innocent people.

There's no such thing as an innocent Jew.

As for Allah, he demands justice.

And so do his people.

Where is Yehiya Ayyash?

I'm sorry, who's that?

The Engineer.

Where is he?

You tell us where he is, and we will--

You'll what? Let me go?

We will take your testimony into careful consideration

when deciding your sentence.

Only Allah can judge me.

[softly] We need to push harder.

[softly] Then push.

Well, my hands are tied. You heard what Yakov said.

I don't mean with your fists.

[whispers] I don't know if I can do that,

just 'cause I don't think he's gonna crack.

[softly] We have no choice, remember?

[sighs]

You know...

you're the first person I've interrogated for almost three months.

- I'm honored. - [deep sigh]

Y'know, the last man I interrogated,

I almost killed.

He was there.

I just-I let my emotions get the better of me.

And when I realized

that he was not only not gonna to tell me what I wanted to know,

but that he wasn't gonna tell me anything...

I hit him.

And then I hit him again, and I hit him again.

And then I figured, I'd already fucking hit him,

so I might as well just keep hitting him.

Until he was...

barely recognizable as a man.

I mean, the guy looked like a Frankenstein.

It was really horrific.

He never talked.

I've replayed that day for three months since then

on constant loop, you know?

Imagining different questions,

different answers, different outcomes.

And the only thing that really keeps me up at night?

I should've killed that fuckin' guy.

I won't make the same mistake twice.

You don't scare me.

I'm not tryin' to scare you.

Honestly, I'm just... tryin' to prepare you.

I am already prepared to die.

We'll see about that.

[groans]

[speaking Hebrew]

- What did he say? - Nothing yet, sir.

- So, what do we do now? - Now, we wait.

- Leave him with his thoughts for a while, then-- - We don't have time to wait.

Listen, I'm telling you, sir,

this guy knows what we need to know.

And unfortunately, there's only one way of getting it out of him.

Etan... you know it's not up to me, it's up to the Prime Minister.

If it was up to me, I'd let you off your leash.

You know that!

My hands are tied. Are we clear?

Go back inside, figure out what you can get!

What?

Do you think it's hopeless?

No. I think there's still some hope.

[sighs]

I spoke to some of our neighbors today.

They won't even step foot in the city anymore.

Everyone's just waiting for the next explosions.

It's scary.

The only break I get from the news

is when Adam watches his cartoons.

We're gonna catch him.

What, you don't believe me?

- Hmm? - [Norit chuckles]

I hope you catch this guy...

and get back to us, okay?

[knocking]

[knocking resumes]

[knocking resumes]

Avi!

What the fuck?

What the fuck you doin' here? What--?

- [Sen. Adler] Huh? - Get in.

- What are you doin' here?! - Inside, inside.

Are you out of your fucking mind? Huh?

What are you doin' here?

Came to check on your progress.

You could've called.

Well, I want to be here when you find him. You understand?

Any luck?

- Not yet. - [Adler coughs]

I don't know how you two got here, but, uh,

I suggest you use the same means to go to Tel Aviv...

where the sight of two Americans won't be as, uh,

complicated if you get caught.

I understand what you're saying and appreciate it,

but we're not in Gaza, are we?

- Oh, in Gaza. - I've made my decision.

I want you to bring the man responsible to me.

I want to look him in the eyes, and I want to shoot him myself.

[Avi] And I promise you, we will find him.

- Right? - Mm-hmm.

He's gonna pay for whatever he's done. For what he did.

[speaking Hebrew]

[loudly] What don't you understand?!

Get your asses out of here.

- Gili... - The old man is right.

They're gonna get killed out here, or worse, get us killed.

Look. They want to stay, they're gonna stay.

If you don't care about your life, fine.

But coming here right now, this is insane.

But you bringing him?

You're not only endangering his life,

but you're risking my life and theirs.

You are not only in a different country,

you're in a completely fucking different world,

filled with people that have lost a lot more than--

With all due respect, gentlemen,

I was in Vietnam when your asses were still getting wiped by your parents.

All right? I'm well aware of the dangers.

Vietnam.

Do you have a little orange juice or something?

- Yeah, we have water in the fridge. - Water in the fridge.

- Henry, please... - If someone-- listen, listen.

If the phone rings, don't answer.

If there's a knock on the door, don't--

just don't fuckin' breathe.

Goddamnit.

[male anchor] News in Jerusalem. We were told that a-a bomb exploded on board a bus.

Uh, seems to be a bit of conflicting information

as to whether or not there was a bomb on board a bus

or nearby a telephone pole. Uh, but bear this in mind:

- when all the news of Libya... - [phone rings]

...was crossing about five days ago,

- Hamas fired several rockets into southern Israel. - Hello?

- Yes, sir. - The Israelis, in turn, responded.

- Perhaps this is retaliation for that. - Thank you, sir.

- Uh, as we sort through all the information... - Okay.

...we're getting right now, Reena Ninan's by telephone.

You're in Jerusalem, Reena. What have you found out about this?

- What's goin' on? - Bill, this explosion...

Another bombing in Jerusalem, five minutes ago.

[Reena] That's the main bus hub, right at the entrance of Jerusalem...

Good news is, you've got the green light.

[broadcast continues]

You can push harder now.

[speaking Hebrew]

[Reena] They don't believe it was a suicide bomber--

- [children playing] - [animal snorting]

[ratcheting noises]

How did Alina look?

Angry.

She looked beautiful.

[gun clicks]

If you want it, it will happen.

Oh, yeah.

That's our target.

- Khader Tarik Kassim. - [phone rings]

That's good.

- [beeps] - Hey...

- Is he there? - [informant] Khader's address is 2563 Kadesh Road.

- [gun cocks] - [Gili] Bye.

Let's go.

Take the key.

[Muslim prayers over PA]

[bike bell ringing]

[suspenseful music playing]

Don't fucking move.

Khader Tarik Kassim?

[speaking Arabic]

Levi, bring me a chair.

[speaking Arabic]

[sighs]

[speaking Arabic]

[speaking Arabic]

[gun cocks]

[cries out]

[both speaking Arabic]

[in English] He went to your children's room. Hm?

[Gili translating]

When I ring this bell...

[Gili translating]

...he will slit their throats.

One ring, one child.

[Gili translating]

- After two rings... - [Gili translating]

...he's gonna go to your room.

[Gili translating]

[speaking Arabic]

[Gili speaking Arabic]

[in English] Where's the Engineer?

[speaking Arabic]

[bell rings]

[continues speaking Arabic]

[in English] Hey...

You smuggle for him. Yes?

[Gili in English] He doesn't know.

[speaking Arabic]

- [in English] Changes places every time. - [continues in Arabic]

[in English] But there's someone who doesn't change his place.

Who?

Meen?

[Gili speaking Arabic]

[replying in Arabic]

[Gili in English] Love makes us make stupid things,

- but there's a rumor. - What rumor?

[speaking Arabic]

[Gili in English] Hey! Hey!

[speaking Arabic]

[Gili speaking Arabic]

[in English] What rumor?

[speaking Arabic]

[Gili speaking Arabic]

[continues in Arabic]

[Gili in English] His wife, she's pregnant.

Is he really that stupid?

Khader.

Good.

- [bell rings] - [yells]

[Gili speaking Arabic]

[breathing heavily]

[crying out in Arabic]

[Avi] Yallah...

Let's go.

- [tense music playing] - [receding footsteps]

[in English] You wanna talk?

Why don't you just talk, hm?

- [grunts, pants] - [blood splatters]

- Talk! - [panting continues]

[with difficulty] School friend...

a child is coming...

the martyrs, they don't...

the martyrs, they... they don't...

[whispering] You gotta start making sense

or I'm gonna start breaking bones.

- [breathing heavily] - Okay?

Do you want to fucking die?! Huh?

You don't think I'll fucking do it?!

Where is Ayyash?!

Where is Ayyash?!

Where is Ayyash?!

[coughing]

C'mon!

[gasping]

- Right now, tell us! Tell us what we wanna know! - [coughing]

[frantic gasping]

I delivered a device to my operative.

A vest.

- A bomb. - Yes...

with instructions to choose a bus at random.

[calmly] Okay. Who gave you the instructions?

Ayyash.

The Engineer?

Yes.

He teaches others how to do it, how to make bombs.

Teaching where? Where is he?

[speaking Arabic]

[speaking Arabic]

[in English] He doesn't know.

[Tamas] What do you mean, "He doesn't know?"

Of course he knows. Keep goin'.

[low voice] If I keep going, he's gonna end up telling us that he is Ayyash.

[heavy breathing]

He doesn't know.

And? Did he crack?

- [Etan sighs] - Crack?

Looks like he fucking exploded.

We're back to square nothing.

He's teaching them how to make bombs.

Well, that's something. Right?

No, without a "where," it's nothing.

He said someone's pregnant.

You mean, when he was half-conscious?

Do we still have eyes on the wife's house?

The wife's house has been really quiet.

No way he's going back there.

The only thing he cares about is there.

- Hello? - [birds chirping]

How are you doing, my jewel?

[Umm] I'm feeling pregnant. And alone.

Look out your window.

Do you see the moon?

Yes, I see the moon.

Looking right now at the same moon.

I'm close, and we will be together soon.

We will always be with you. You know that.

I love you.

I love you.

[Avi chuckles]

You came back.

And I told you I would.

Mom said you're not staying long.

[sighs]

There's, um...

I have to do this... thing.

Is this "thing" related to the attacks?

You shouldn't be worried about any of that stuff.

You're a kid.

I'm 13.

Oh.

And the most beautiful 13-year-old girl

in the whole wide world.

You've been gone a long time.

[sighs]

Did your mom tell you?

Mom doesn't lie to me.

What did she tell you?

That you got into trouble at work,

that you pissed off the wrong people,

and that a US Senator had to step in to clean up your mess.

I guess that we were part of that mess, too.

No, no, no.

You were never part of any mess.

I needed you to be safe.

I needed you to be here.

I know. [gasp]

You know that I love you.

I know... [breathes deeply]

I know.

[deep sigh]

His heart is in the right place.

His heart's gonna get him killed.

[cheering]

Just shake the hands, you have peace.

If only it were that easy, huh?

[distant sirens wailing]

I don't trust this guy.

We have to.

- [door creaks] - Hey.

Where'd you go?

I went to see them.

I told you they're safe.

By doing what you did, you're-you're ensuring the opposite.

David, please...

I wanted to say goodbye.

If you don't get him alive... I want proof.

- You want proof of what? - Proof that you got him.

Look around you.

This is a regular Tuesday for us. Look.

...recited by Jews daily...

This country's ready to blow up on its own.

I have to know, Avi.

Keep watching the news. You'll know.

[speaking Hebrew]

[distant sirens wailing]

Call.

Well... the problem is we're playing cards

when we should be playing chess.

Fold.

There's no strategy involved in these attacks.

The targets are random.

The bombs may be sophisticated,

but we're dealing with a madman.

So, how do we stop him?

We need to think like madmen.

No, we must become madmen.

- C'mon. Fuck! - [Tamas] Please.

- We got a visitor! - What?

Is it him? Who is it?

I couldn't tell.

- Do you get eyes on the back door? - No.

We gotta get out there.

We gotta get eyes on him. Come on, guys!

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey.

[speaking Arabic]

[relieved sigh]

[dramatic music playing]

- [softly] I've missed you. - Oh!

[suspenseful music playing]

[speaking Arabic]

[whispers in Arabic]

[percussive Middle Eastern music playing]

- [Umm yelps] - Get down! Down, down, down! Where is he?!

Where's Ayyash?

I'm gonna check in the back!

- Eli, what do you got? You got anything back there? - Nothing.

All right. Let's go to the back.

[speaking Hebrew]

[percussive Middle Eastern music playing]

[whispering] Tamas... you go that way.

Eli, you go that way.

Okay. Get back to the safehouse.

He knows we're tracking him.

He's gonna go straight into the shadows now.

Fuck! Fucking rat.

[ominous music playing]

Guys, something's happening.

What is it, Fanni?

She's got visitors.

Maybe they're moving her.

We were just there.

All right. We're gonna head back there right now.

[typing]

- [Levi] What happened? - [Gili] Surveillance cameras all around.

- [Avi] Shabak. - [Levi] Fuck.

[speaking Hebrew]

- [Gili] Probably. - [Avi] Yeah.

- [Avi] Where have you been? - [Levi] Yeah? Right here.

[Avi] You went to the redhead again?

[dramatic music playing]

[Etan, crackling] Fanni, we're on their tail.

We're following them.

[door slams]

What happened?

[speaks Hebrew]

- What's goin' on? - I need a moment to think.

If they're watching the wife, she's a dead end.

How do you know?

'Cause they would've had him already.

Ugh, if she's pregnant,

he'd at least be calling there, right?

Yeah.

The kid's right. She has to know something.

[ominous music playing]

Okay, we can do a sweep in the morning,

see if they have any blind spots.

We gotta find a way into the house.

- Down, down, down, down! - [guns cocking]

Everybody get the fuck down!

- [speaking Hebrew] - Okay, okay, okay!

Gili... they're with us.

[speaking Hebrew]

How are you, Etan?

It's fucking Avi?

[handcuffs rattle]

Is this fucking necessary? Huh?

You tell me.

We're on the same side.

Are we?

We're losing time.

What do you think I'm doing here?

Again, you tell me.

Tell me what you're doin' here, Avi.

Right outside Gaza with a US Senator?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

His daughter was on the bus in Dizengoff.

If-if I could...

Permit me for a second now...

My name is Senator David Adler.

And, uh...

as he said, my daughter was on the bus

when this... uh, gentleman...

Anyway...

I engaged Avi...

to, uh, to get that son of a bitch.

He asked me if I could do something.

Asked you?

Now, what did you think you could do?

Ayyash's wife.

She's pregnant again.

You're tellin' me Yehia Ayyash-- the Engineer's wife, is pregnant?

Exactly.

How?

If we have to explain to you how babies are made,

then we'll have to spend here all day.

We have the house under constant surveillance.

Well, maybe he found a way to get into his house

and into his wife without you knowing.

Maybe they're meeting somewhere else.

She knows where he is.

Maybe, but she won't talk,

and there are some lines even I won't cross.

Eli, take the senator and his man back to headquarters with Fanni.

I would appreciate if you did not, uh,

involve any other authority.

I'm here under my own jurisdiction,

no government instruction.

Right now, I'd appreciate it if you stopped talking.

We're gonna take you back to Tel Aviv

where we are gonna decide what to do with you.

- Do you understand? - Yeah.

Okay. So, let's take him to the airport.

As far as I'm concerned, you both owe me.

He's right, David.

Go home. It's safer there.

Well, now we're gonna get out of this room and onto the street,

find any informants we can, shake 'em down, see what falls out.

What about them?

[deep sigh]

Well, they're gonna help us now. Right, Avi?

Etan... we're real close.

Good. I hope you're right.

Tamas, uncuff 'em. Let's get the fuck outta here.

[handcuffs rattle]

[crowd clamoring]

[news anchor] Truly shocking news from the Middle East tonight.

Israel's prime minister, Yitzhak Rabin,

- has been assassinated. - [whistles blowing]

An evening spent dreaming of peace turns into a national nightmare.

[man speaking Hebrew on TV]

The assassin has taken yet another world leader away from us.

It was just after the biggest peace rally in Tel Aviv...

Prime Minister Rabin wanted peace most of all.

As do I, as do all of you.

But the change that needs to be made

is not an easy one.

There will be more blood.

There will be more war.

But we will bring about change.

And we'll attain it.

I truly believe this.

This "engineer..."

I don't want you to capture him.

This man is a symbol.

With every bomb goes off,

a message is sent to our people

that their safety cannot be guaranteed,

their lives cannot be protected.

Well, it's time to send a message of our own.

Yes, sir.

Hamas is a snake with many heads.

We cut off these heads,

and the beast will fall!

[tense music playing]

[speaking Arabic]

[in English] I hope it's in your liking.

You will have complete privacy here.

And if you need anything,

anything, just ask me and I will bring for you.

I like it.

Osama...

what I need is your discretion.

Of course.

And a phone.

Okay. I will bring for you.

Your phone.

Okay.

[keys jingle]

You need anything?

Osama...

- Thank you. - It's pleasure.

Yallah. Salam alaikum.

Wa alaikum assalam.

This tenant was so crazy, asking all of this weird stuff.

[laughing] Wow, what a stressy week.

Osama?

Nephew, what is it?

What are you so stressed about?

A tenant, he is requesting a phone.

What tenant?

I can't say.

Okay, okay, I will say.

But I need your discretion, Uncle.

Osama, is it a girl again?

No, no. It's an old classmate.

- And he pays? - Yes.

Tayyib, it doesn't matter. A classmate, not classmate,

a boy, a girl. But why are you so stressed?

It's him.

Who's him? What him?

The Engineer. It's him.

Ayyash?

I told you. We were in the same class.

You're certain it's him?

Tayyib.

It has to be here somewhere.

You're turning the place upside down for a hunch?

It's all we have left, okay?

Look, we need to rethink this.

Issa wasn't lying about Ayyash's wife being pregnant.

- So? - So, he mentioned a school friend, okay?

There has to be a connection.

You gave him fucking brain damage. All right?

We've been over everything.

His schoolmates either seem to be dead or better off dead.

What about this guy, Osama?

He was at least in the same class as Ayyash.

Look who his uncle is.

[speaking Hebrew]

Okay. It was a good hunch.

[speaking Hebrew]

Taking our keffiyahs,

armed to the teeth.

It's just like old times, huh?

Yeah. You know, no bullshit?

Our years in the Mossad were some of the best of my life.

Maybe when we get home,

when we're done,

- get a few beers, grab the mangala. - Oh, maybe.

It depends if your grilling has improved or not, though.

Appreciate you... letting us join the fight.

This is all our fight, brother.

Yeah.

[dramatic music playing]

[door creaks]

[whispering prayers]

Hello, Kamal. Don't fucking move.

What do you want?

Information.

[stammers] I don't have any!

I have rooms, if you want.

I have five available.

You're very popular, Kamal.

I have my reputation.

How many wives do you got, Kamal?

Please... I know nothing.

But perhaps if you can give me something...

I can give you something.

[Etan] What do you want?

Money?

Israeli papers, for me and my wives?

Why don't you start with telling us

this "something" that you think you know,

and we'll make sure that nobody knows

that you're friends with the Shin Bet?

W-we're not friends!

Well, I mean, we can let your people decide what we are.

And just think of what that will do to your reputation.

Please. Y-you will have to promise me

that nothing will happen for-for me or to my family!

You'll be safe.

[Avi] Mm-hmm.

[Etan] You and your wives.

He's here.

[speaking Hebrew]

[back pats]

[Etan] You have to get us his phone.

- What for? - Surveillance.

[Kamal] Please, I don't want to cause him any harm.

Not to him, not to my nephew, and not to myself.

[Etan] No, no.

Okay, I will do this. But only this.

Okay. Okay, great. Great.

Avi! Tamas!

Come on in here. Keep an eye on him.

[Etan] We plant a bomb in the phone.

The next time he gets a call from his father, we detonate.

We gotta confirm that it's him first.

We'll get a sample of his voice beforehand.

[speaking Hebrew]

Etan, Fanni's on it.

We'll get a confirmation of his voice,

and I'll get back to you.

- [static] - [Yakov] Eli, Etan's bringing you a phone.

You have about 45 minutes to put a bomb in it.

[speaking Hebrew]

[dramatic music playing]

[muttering in Arabic]

Okay...

Now...

in order for us to make sure that we record him,

you gotta make sure that he answers this phone

and this phone only. Okay?

Do you want me to cut the line of the phone in his apartment?

Yeah, that's perfect.

[suspenseful music playing]

[clattering]

What happened to your room?

I have lost it.

What, your mind?

My phone.

It must be here somewhere.

I have looked everywhere. It's hopeless.

Look for it over there, maybe you will find it.

It's hopeless. I have failed him.

Ah! There it is.

It was here on the floor.

[relieved sigh]

- You saved me, Uncle. - [chuckles]

I'm forever in your debt.

[Kamal] You're always in my debt.

[Kamal speaking Arabic]

[knocking]

[knocking resumes]

Who is it?

Osama.

- Salam alaikum. - Come in.

I bring you your phone.

- [shoulder slap] - Thank you, Osama.

You okay?

Yes. Alhamdullilah.

Yallah. Salam alaikum.

[door opens]

[door closes]

It would've been great to have some eyes inside the building,

but we'll make do.

So now, we wait.

[door opens]

[coin clinks]

Fanni, we're here. Are you ready?

Ready.

[suspenseful music playing]

[phone rings]

It's him.

[Ayyash] Hello?

How are you, my son?

I apologize for calling you so early.

- [Ayyash] Is everything okay? - [beeping]

- It's him. - Everything is fine.

Aiwa. I miss you, my son.

[Fanni] It's him.

Must've been very scary.

Do it.

Do you want to tell me about it?

[tense music playing]

Didn't work.

[speaking Arabic]

It didn't work.

What do you mean, "didn't work"?

I-I-I don't understand.

Let's just go in and take him out, Avi.

We need to get that phone back.

What happened, Eli?

I'm not sure. It could have been anything.

Um, I-I can tell you once we get our hands on it.

- [radio beeps] - Do it.

Fuck! [speaking Hebrew]

How do we get it back?

We can't risk the uncle getting caught.

[Yakov] I have an idea. So let's see if Kamal

can take Osama on a helicopter ride.

Cell phones are not allowed on helicopters.

We do not want to go into his location.

Eli's right. We need to bring it back.

Okay, so we get it back.

- We better get it back. - We get it back!

Fuck!

Let's do it. Let's do it!

Yallah, Gili.

I'm sorry, guys.

- Salam alaikum. - Wa alaikum as-salam.

- Mr. Hamad? - Aiwa. Please, come in.

[Kamal in English] Welcome. How are you?

[in English] I'm good. How are you?

Wonderful. Um, please, grab something to eat.

Thanks. Perhaps when we return?

Because, uh, helicopters and full stomachs

don't go really well together.

Oh, yes, yes.

And, uh, your nephew? Is he still coming?

Eh, yes. Just a second.

Osama!

[telex machine clicking]

[Yakov] Etan, here's the plan.

They're on the way to the heliport.

You stay close.

Eli, you go to the airport, grab the phone.

You're gonna have about a half an hour.

[suspenseful music playing]

Um, I'm sorry, but no electronics allowed in a helicopter.

I need your phones.

You'll get it back when we return.

Don't worry.

And your phone.

[beeping]

Yes, Fanni?

We have someone leaving the house.

I cannot get an ID.

This could be anyone.

All right, let's get a closer look.

- Finally. - C'mon, let's go.

Step on it. Yallah, yallah!

Is it him?

It's not him...

It's not him.

Hey, let's get outta here. C'mon, c'mon.

[suspenseful music playing]

[birds chirping]

- [speaking Hebrew] - Thanks.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Eli] Right.

[groans] There it is.

Be very careful with it, though, okay?

Easy. Slowly.

Slowly, yeah.

[guard] Hello.

Fanni, what's going on?

Where is everyone?

We thought we saw Ayyash. Etan and the others went after him.

- Was it him? - No, sir.

- Wasn't him, wasn't him. - I know, I know, I know!

Okay, where is everyone?

They're heading back to the apartment building.

[sighs, groans]

[Osama] Wow, wow, wow... [speaks Arabic]

Yes! You enjoyed it, nephew?

- This was amazing. Yes! - Yes?

[coin clinks]

- It's ringing. - Okay.

It's ringing.

- One day, if you work hard as me-- - [phone rings]

[beep]

One moment. Hello?

[Ayyash's father] Ayyash?

Okay, okay. I must go.

Fanni, get the Senator on the phone.

- [phone ringing] - [beep]

- Hello? - [Yakov] Listen, Senator. Hold on.

Stay with us.

[knocking on door]

Who is it?

Osama.

[speaking Arabic]

- Hello? - Yes, father.

I hope inshallah to see you soon, my son.

[Ayyash] I know, father.

- More nightmares? - [beeping]

We lost him. I don't have confirmation.

Do you have eyes on him?

[Etan] We don't.

I don't know if he's still on the phone.

Etan, I need a visual before he disappears on us.

This'd be the last time we get him.

All right, we should be able to get a clear view of that room

from the roof over there.

And keep the engine running.

Just like old times.

All right, go, go, go, go!

[dramatic music playing]

[tires squealing]

Okay. I'm goin' up.

I'll stay here.

All right.

How is the kids?

Yes, father.

[boy speaking Arabic]

[dog barking]

[quietly] No sign of him yet.

I don't think he's moving.

I know, father. I know.

[urgently] It's him. It's him, it's the Engineer!

Do it.

Hello? Hello?

- [car alarm wails] - [honking]

[shouting] Hello! Hello, ya Ayyash!

[dramatic music playing]

[receiver clatters]

[speaking Arabic]

Let's get the fuck out of here.

[shouting]

[speaking Arabic]

[shouting in Arabic]

[tires screech]

[grunting]

[engine roars]

[groaning]

Fuck!

[Avi] Gili...

- Etan, what's the status? - [beep]

We lost Gili.

- [grunting] - [Etan] Oh, fuck.

Sara... [groans]

- [tense music playing] - [distant sirens wailing]

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck, oh, fuck.

Fuck! Oh, fuck.

We lost Avi as well.

Oh, fuck... oh, fuck... oh, fuck!

[weeping] Oh, fuck... oh, fuck!

[sobs] Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck.

[mournful music playing]

That's it.

Senator...

It's done. It's over.

- Hmm. - [Yakov] We lost two good men.

- Was one of them Avi? - Yeah.

[groans]

Thank you.

[crying]

[mumbles]

[engine hums]

[gasps]

[speaking Arabic]

- [explosion] - [glass shattering]

[haunting pop music playing]