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While this series was inspired by actual events,

the characters and some of the events are fictional

and any resemblance between them and reality is a coincidence.

Maor, please, I beg you. Please forgive him.

He can ask God to forgive him, not me.

Edri, meet your new commander.

He's one of Tel Aviv district's top investigations officers.

I'm originally from here. - A Nahariya boy at heart.

The cunts are here!

Search them.

If we as investigators, can't handle a felon, what will they say?

They were Maor Ezra's troops. One wrong word... -And?

Your home will be hit with a grenade. - So what's your solution?

To give it to them, full force. - That's just what we're gonna do.

Lay low, do your job quietly, and move on to the next job.

We don't want wars here. Is that clear?

When Weinberg offered me the job,

he also promised to recommend me for studying abroad.

It could open many doors for me.

This move is hard on me too.

The new job at the attorney's office, A new home, but it's only for a year.

This is Tom. -Hi. - Hi, Tom.

She moved here from Tel Aviv. - Bummer...

Sigal, wow. - I can't believe it.

Your Sigal?

You think I'm scared of cops? You're all a bunch of pussies.

A felon is supposed to soil himself when he sees a cop.

You said Yakir has a debt at Ezra's casino. Where's the casino?

You can't do it without the station commander's approval.

Police!

Take them outside!

Drive!

Call an Ambulance!

Alon, what happened today is just the beginning.

To truly go against Maor Ezra,

you need to speak his language.

Are you up for it?

Nissan, do you copy?

There's a dude here to see you.

Doofus...

Let him in, I'm coming.

What are you doing here?

Sorry, I had to see you asap. - Come in.

Yes, Oshri, what's the problem?

We've gotta get rid of the car, the cops are looking for it.

Screw them, we removed the license plate, it can't be ID'd.

Nissan, the car's registered to me, if they find it...

Oshri, they've got nothing on you.

If they did, you'd be arrested by now.

No, they'll come after me, Nissan, you've gotta help me...

Nobody's after you, okay?! Just lay low at home for a week

until the dust settles, then go to Acre, get the car, end of story.

The car...

isn't in Acre.

Say what?

Oshri, where's the car?

I was scared they'd find it, I didn't know what to do...

I brought it back here so that you can help me.

Police!

You son of a bitch!

I'm gonna f♪♪ck you up!

Don't move!

Let go of me, you bastard!

Hands up!

Shut up! - Where's the grenade launcher?

I don't have it, you bastard cop! - Shut up!

Where'd you hide the grenade launcher?

Where's the grenade launcher?

Sharabi? -Huh? - Found a gun.

Search the joint.

Move, move, move!

We know it's you.

Keeping it shut won't help you.

Now's your chance to tell us that Maor Ezra sent you.

Maor covered his ass, as always. We're used to it.

Drove to Eilat the night before, made sure everyone knows about it...

He's a pro.

He's not involved. Why should he be?

He doesn't want to end up in jail.

That's what you fall guys are for.

Did you really think you'd fire a grenade into a police station,

wound a cop, and get away with it?

Nissan, those days are over.

You'll be doing time for this, pal.

We don't need the launcher,

we've got an eye witness who ID'd you.

And there's your friend. The religious guy.

He'll be singing before I even sit him down.

You know what he asked our secretary?

If he could call his mommy.

So Nissan, I'll ask again, and I suggest you answer me:

Did Maor Ezra send you to fire the grenade at the station?

What's so funny?

You are.

Reuven! - Reuven!

Answer me!

Come at me, you cunt! Come back here!

Not like this, Reuven. - We've gotta do something, Alon.

Talking won't help. - Neither will beating him up.

He chose to shut up. - You don't understand,

anything you try to do in that room will fail, you won't change a thing!

We've gotta go there and do some real damage!

We're not like them! We don't get our hands dirty.

Listen, we've got the eye witness and the driver.

If we work correctly, we'll catch him trust me, I won't let it slide.

From now on, we live and breathe Maor Ezra,

and keep on his tail until he gets his due punishment.

Enjoy. He lawyered up.

She's here.

Mr. Atiya, why did you start the interrogation without me?

You've got nothing on them.

Actually, we do. We even found a gun.

A licensed gun. What else?

He's a guard at the club, check it out. "Arayot Security".

Are you the cop from Tel Aviv?

You sure don't waste any time, huh?

May I?

How are you, Reuven? How are things?

Thank God, all's well, Amram.

How's the wounded officer doing?

We must pray for his recovery, his name is Oded son of Rina. -Amen.

I heard you've arrested the perps. - Yep.

Well done. That's the way to do it.

"I have pursued mine enemies, and overtaken them." Never concede!

What can I tell you...

As long as you're there, I feel assured. -Thanks, Amram.

Bye, Reuven. - Bye.

Hold on, Tomi. - What?

We didn't get a chance to talk.

About what?

About what happened at the station.

What's there to talk about?

It's kinda scary, isn't it?

There're a million scary things about your line of work.

I trust you. - Bye, sweetie.

"Arayot Security"

Who is it?

The problematic student.

Come in.

I need a hazmat suit in here.

Sorry, can't smoke outside,

the students shouldn't see me.

They hide from you, and you hide from them.

Welcome to my lavish office. - This isn't my first time in here.

I hope you're nicer than Principle Clara

Let's see how you'll behave.

Is everything okay? I heard about what happened.

It'll be okay, we're taking care of that.

I wanted to ask you something.

The guard at the gates here works for "Arayot Security".

The municipality hired them years ago to guard all the schools and events.

Why? -We arrested a felon. He had a gun licensed by that company

where he's registered as a guard. Smells fishy. -I'm not surprised.

The municipality has ties with felons. You think I trust our school guard?

I wouldn't let him watch over my dog. - So how could you let him work here?

Well, that's how things work here. I pick my battles.

In the past you didn't.

The past is the past and now is now.

Good morning, Miki.

Lost?

Looking for Grossman's office. - HR? -Yes.

That way. - Thanks.

How're things at home? That was one hell of a welcome.

It's fine, actually. Alon isn't letting it get to him.

And you?

If there's anything I can do to help...

What's up, Klein?

Come, meet Miki Shenhav, joined us last week, she's from Tel Aviv.

Nice to meet you.

Itay Zecharya, he's handling the case of the grenade fired at the station.

Really? - You handle organized crime cases?

No, white-collar, as white as it gets.

The investigator heading the case is her husband. -Oh, right, Shenhav.

I heard their arrest was remanded. - Yeah, by a few days.

Is there a problem? -I appreciate your husband's enthusiasm,

but I doubt we'll get an indictment.

Zecharya, it's a bit too soon to make assumptions.

You haven't met Alon. He knows how to build a case.

Anyway, welcome and good luck.

HR, Grossman.

Yes. I'll take care of it asap.

Let me know of any changes. Okay...

Don't bother, I'll be brief.

I was just at the hospital, Oded is still on a respirator, it's bad.

I know, I've spoken to his wife. - She agreed to speak with you?

I see you don't intend to resign, and I accept your decision.

In terms of the district commander and appearances,

it'd look bad if I'd let you go after such an incident.

But don't be confused: What happened was your fault,

and if it were up to me, you wouldn't be here.

Kudos on last night's bust. Finding them on time is great,

but the buck stops here. Our new goal is to prevent further deterioration.

I want you to do quiet and clean investigation work,

no confrontations, don't search them in the middle of the street

and no executing raids or missions without my approval.

And Shenhav,

if you defy me one more time, forget Weinberg, forget everything.

I'll kick your butt all the way back to Tel Aviv that same day.

Anyway, Carmel and Reuven are on his case since morning,

and Edri is pressuring his source to testify. -Good. Think he'll do it?

Who knows...

Hi. - Hi there.

Did you know the municipality hired "Arayot Security" to work in schools?

Yes, they're everywhere. Why, did you bring up Nissan?

I was at the school this morning, talking to Sigal, remember her?

Sure, Sigal Alfasi. - She's the principle now.

Who can forget Sigal Alfasi?

You met with her? -At school, to discuss the security company.

Sharabi...

Does Miki know you've met with Alfasi?

I remember you were both glued together...

Stop... - Shut up, you whore!

Watch your language.

Say what?!

Talk nicely.

You're a policeman, not a pimp.

Get up.

Oshri...

The car's registered to you. Know what that means?

That you did it. That's what it means.

The grenade was launched at the police station from your car.

You were seen doing it,

we've even got a witness.

If you don't wake up, you'll end up in jail.

So tell me,

did Nissan fire that grenade?

Oshri...

I want to help you, Oshri. You know why?

Because you seem like a good person,

a god fearing person.

"at whose word all came to be." - Amen.

Know who this is?

That's Oded.

The cop who was hit by the grenade you guys fired at the station.

Oded has three children.

An 11-year-old son, an 8-year-old daughter

and his youngest, she's just 4.5.

For three days, she's been sitting crying to her preschool teacher

that she wants her daddy to come back home.

Crying from morning till noon. - Sorry, I had nothing to do with it.

I know, Oshri, you got tangled in it. - I had nothing... -I know,

you didn't mean to hurt anyone.

I know that.

So take a moment,

take a deep breath,

and think about those kids,

who might be orphans by tomorrow morning,

and tell me what happened.

Mano?

Mano, are you here?

Who are you?

Is Mano here?

What's up?

What are you doing here?

Who's he? - Go into the room.

A cop? - I said, go into the room.

Your girlfriend?

What do you have there?

Some food and drinks.

So?

It's about what you saw.

We arrested them, Mano.

I need you to come down to the station to give a statement.

Kobi, for God's sake...

You wanna have me killed? - We'll look after you, don't worry.

You think I don't know what it means to ask you to give a statement?

We'll transfer you, nobody will ever find you. -Where to?

He'll burn me alive.

Tell me, Mano...

What's keeping you here, buddy?

Honestly.

Your life here is shit anyway.

You'd get a chance to start over.

I'm saying this as your friend.

"New place, new opportunity." Right?

We'll transfer you, find you a new apartment, a job,

you'll finally get your act together. - I've helped you as much as I could.

I don't want no testifying, no courts, nothing.

Mano, you know that Maor can find out you've dropped the dime on his men

even without you testifying.

Get out.

I suggest you cooperate, it's our only way to protect you.

Get out!

And take all this crap with you.

Get out!

Maor, here you go.

17,000?

Did they let you count it?

They emptied out their entire office.

Here you've got everything they took: receipts, invoices, everything.

Nissan's brother.

Have your uncle leave too.

Asi.

Did you talk with the lawyer? - Yes, thank you so much, Maor.

Good, did she reassure you?

What can I tell you? We're worried. - They've got nothing on Nissan.

Did you hear how they grilled him?

The other guy is weak, even the lawyer said so.

If they lean into him, he'll sing.

Do you trust me to take care of it? - Of course, Maor,

we just don't want... - I guess what we did

wasn't enough for the cops.

But it's okay, we'll teach them the hard way, don't worry.

I've got all their addresses.

They think they're a big, strong organization,

with weapons, police cars, manpower...

but what comes at the end of the day?

The night.

And at night,

each one of them

is alone.

What now?

We're focusing on the guy who drove the car.

He can only hold out so much.

But you've got nothing on him without a testimony.

I know that, but at least he saw them do it.

And if he doesn't talk?

Without a confession you haven't got a case. You know that?

Don't worry, they're in my hands. I'm not letting them get away.

Alon...

What?

Will it be till morning?

Till 4:00 a.m. - Be careful.

Miki...

Thank you. - For what?

For everything.

I don't take any of this for granted.

What? - Nothing.

Can't you leave it at home? - The army rifle?

I could, but it has to be locked away

and my two younger brothers are a pair of trouble makers.

The first weekend leave I got during basic training,

they took it out of the closet to play "Rambo". -Really?

They're psychos.

Got younger brothers?

Wanna sit down?

No, I'm an only child.

Really? - Yep.

Weird. Why?

They didn't want any more kids.

They were young when I was born and it was hard to juggle that with work.

They're out most of the day.

So you were alone all this time?

I've got a dog.

Do you miss Tel Aviv?

No, not really.

Really? -Yeah, it's as shitty as anywhere else,

but the kids are bigger douchebags.

Weren't you sad to leave your friends behind?

Your boyfriend?

I didn't have a boyfriend.

Really? How come?

I guess I'm not the type of girl that boys... -What?

I don't know...

Sure you are.

Did you see them enter the car?

Maor and his lady were dressed for the occasion.

Dropped the kid at his mother's place.

And none of his troops?

Maybe inside the car, I don't know.

Is this honey-glzed pastrami?

Say, did your commander give you trouble with what you told him?

No biggie. I told him you're short on manpower.

He knows I've been wanting to join Investigations.

That'll leave a stain.

First learn how to eat without a bib.

He's turning left.

Where's he going?

What's going on here?

Yo, cameraman! Come take our photo.

What's he doing?

Shit! -What? - Call Reuven, now!

I'm gonna eat your ear...

Daddy, when's dinner? - Soon. Honey, is dinner ready?

Yep, everyone to the table. - See? It's ready.

He's not answering.

Eat dinner and go to sleep, okay?

I'll get it. - I will.

Who's at the door?

Ami!

Everything's fine...

Son of a...

Is it because of the investigation? - I think so.

But how did you know? - He's taking photos. That's his MO.

Whenever he plans an attack, he first sets an alibi.

That's why he rushed to take photos.

Bro, are you okay?

Just a shard.

Miri and the kids? - The kids are okay.

Miri was supposed to get the door, bro.

What if I hadn't stopped her?!

Have you no shame, Maor?! Sending troops to kill children?!

You scum! Putting a grenade in a stairwell at 20:00 PM?!

Hey, man... - Move!

Huh?! Have you no shame?! Everything goes?!

Hiding behind your friends, huh? You lowlife!

Come out from behind them! Come at me, you coward!

The big gangster!

Go home, cry to your mommy. Go!

Alon, stop! - You son of a bitch!

Just you wait...

You cops are all pussies.

Alon, that's enough!

Enough...

Reuven, are you okay?

How are you doing? -God bless. Came to give Him my thanks.

Good.

Come here a sec...

I want to ask a favor, Reuven.

Don't be mad at me.

What is it? -We all love you and that you're dear to us, but...

we're scared. You're drawing in fire, God forbid.

It'd do you good to rest for a few days.

Give God your thanks and take some time off

just until things simmer down.

No problem. - Great, just for a few days.

I hope you understand. - I do.

Thanks.

Okay.

Never press the remote when you're near the car, okay?

Always take a step back, stand behind the wall and press it.

The farther you stand, the safer you'll be.

You press it and wait for the beep. You can walk towards the car,

but don't get inside before you look around it

and underneath...

You look for any suspicious wires hanging or dangling.

If you see a suspicious object, step away and call me or Alon.

Got it? Great.

Need me to repeat one of the steps? - No.

Just sign this form...

Right here.

Your car keys.

Hats off to you. I know it's not easy to live this way.

It's police protocol, Mik, we're not really under threat.

It's just a precaution.

Where did you take us?

What is this place?

Grenades at the doorstep, gunshots, checking under the car...?

Did you know it would be like this?

Alon, did you know what you were getting us into?

No, not to that extent.

But we're here now, and it is what it is.

What else can I do? Run away?

What then?

Gather everyone in the office.

Weinberg's here.

To be honest, I didn't...

I didn't think it would come this far.

I brought you here because I believed that your experience

and familiarity would help the station get back on its feet.

I still believe in you, but this can't go on.

As of next week, the National Police will handle the Maor Ezra case,

the grenade fired at the station and last night's events.

I don't get it. Our response to his attacks is to surrender?

We're not surrendering. - Save the argument, it's a done deal.

Then why am I here?

Give me moment with him.

This station can't handle this, it's too much.

Then why am I here? -If you want to return to Tel Aviv, I won't stop you.

Regarding what I promised you, you'll get it, you have my word.

How can I just leave them hanging?

It's your call.

Transferring the case to the National Police means "case closed".

You're right. As if they care about Nahariya.

They barely know where it is. They're dealing with tons of cases.

We've been through this before. They tell you they're working on it,

nothing happens, and eventually it just... dissolves.

Anything we can do?

Poleg wants you and Ami in his office.

Edri...

We've gotta try Mano again.

It's our only shot before the case gets transferred.

Mano is too scared to testify. - He doesn't have to.

We'll bring him here to confront Oshri.

Once he faces him, Mano will admit he saw him do it.

I've spoken with Weinberg and, sadly, I can't give you any guaranties.

We all know that security cams and patrol cars aren't enough

to prevent the next attack.

What I can offer is to transfer you to the Acre station.

It's a chance to change location and detach yourselves from...

Why should I move?

Reuven... - This is my home.

My whole life is here, why would I run away?

Did I harm anyone?

I'm offering you a solution... - Leaving my home and my life

to suit Maor Ezra is your solution? I've been at this station for 20 years

and you tell me to transfer to Acre?!

Reuven, you don't have to accept this offer.

As the station commander I'm telling you

that a transfer is the only way I can protect you.

I don't expect an immediate answer. Think it over with your families.

I have nothing to think over.

Alright, Ami?

Yesterday, before the incident, I checked out "Arayot Security".

And? -You were right, it goes beyond the Nissan issue.

It seems that Maor Ezra controls "Arayot Security".

What did you find?

After getting into every high school, they got into local clubs,

and I found out there's been an Ezra related incident in most clubs,

where either he or one of his troops caused a commotion.

Did they get closure orders? - That's the thing...

After each incident, the police shut the club down for a month.

And who stood at the entrance when they reopened?

"Arayot Security"? - Bingo.

The bastard is a silent partner in a company which the municipality

hired to protect all the local kids. - And arming his troops with guns.

Mano!

Mano, open up, it's me.

Mano isn't here.

It's you. He's gone because of you! - Where did he go?

Beats me, and he stole my money! You owe it back!

Got a moment? - Hey.

It's about the Nahariya issue.

I want to offer you some help.

Meaning?

It's hard to build a solid case based on the serious felonies.

If we join forces and focus on the financial issue, we'll see results.

It's not relevant right now. - That was our M.O. in Tel Aviv.

Trust me, if we bring... - We're dropping the case.

What?!

We've decided not to support the appeal for a remand.

How come? -Lack of evidence. - Give it a chance,

it's been less than a week. - We can't hold them without evidence.

They're being released tomorrow morning.

Hey, Miki, is this urgent?

Tomorrow they'll release the perps who fired at the station. -What?!

Stay calm. - Okay.

Can we have a word? - This is out of line...

It'll just take 2 minutes. - Why are you releasing them?!

Alon. -They blasted a police station and wounded an officer!

Why release them so fast?!

Wait for me in the office, I'll be right there.

I didn't receive any evidence that justifies a remand.

It's only been 4 days, give us a chance!

Not while they get a remand. We can't detain them

just because you have a theory. - It's not a theory, I have a witness!

No, no, you have a source, which is technically gossip, not evidence.

Will he testify? - You have to understand,

to put a grenade on a cop's doorstep while his kids were at home.

You're saying it's them too, while they're in custody?

No, listen to me.

I know it doesn't feel like that here but we're at war up in Nahariya.

Yes, it's a complex case, people are scared to talk

and we don't have everything we need,

but we caught the perps,

so I'm asking you

to give me a few more days to work on it.

I'm sorry, but given what we've got right now, I can't help.

Present new evidence and we'll start over.

Alon...

See you at home.

Is everything okay?

They dropped the case. - F♪♪k.

Do you really want to help me? - But if Zecharya won't cooperate...

Let's build it together, you and me.

Let's find out what Maor Ezra does with his money.

That scum isn't a human, he's a trash and should be shot like a dog!

Inbal, cut it out! - It's not a bad idea.

You're both exaggerating. It's not worth getting your hands dirty.

What hurts me most is, what you stand to lose.

I told you from the start that you should stay out of it.

You've got a family, a career. What for?

Are you not my family? - We'll do just fine.

Enough. - Like we did until now.

Leave him alone, he's a big boy, he'll do whatever he wants.

Hi, Tomi!

Your mom is worried about you.

I know, Dad.

Perhaps rightfully so.

Why do you carry a gun?

For the obvious reasons. - Dad, what's going on?

We might be targeted. - Have you seen anyone?

Your mom saw two guys roaming around here this morning.

Might be his troops. - Son of a bitch...

He's just trying to spook us.

Don't let it get to you, just do what you need to do, okay?

Focus on your work.

Ami! -Hi there.

What's up? - What an honored guest.

Ami, how are you? - I'm fine, it's been ages.

How are the little ones? - Everyone's fine.

Poor Miri... -Miri's just fine. - Yes? -Yep.

Can I get you anything? -No, thanks, I just came to talk with Alon.

But we finally get to see you! - I'm in a rush... but thank you.

What's up, bro? - How're you doing?

Ovad...

Can we talk? - Shoot. -Not here.

I haven't been up here in years.

Would you look at that...

Let me have one.

Yeah?

Don't blame me if you start smoking again.

Because of you I started smoking.

How old were we? 16 or 17?

6.

Talk to me, bro.

I'm leaving the station, Sharabi.

Poleg offered to transfer us to Acre.

If anything happened to my kids or to Miri,

I could never forgive myself.

Damn it...

When?

Asap.

I have no choice.

I think you should too.

It's a losing battle, bro.

We won't beat him with arrests, busts, interrogations. Not him.

The guy is insane. No matter what the police does,

he'll retaliate tenfold.

He'll take down one detective after another with grenades.

Don't wait until it shows up on your doorstep.

He was poisoned, I tell you.

He would never shoot up into his arm, out of shame.

"Arayot Security"

Well?

Let's talk.