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TEL AVIV, ISRAEL

SHIN BET (GSS) FACILITY

This way.

Shalom, Rabbi.

From forensic intelligence, we know that at the scene he was shot.

Point blank.

DNA findings are currently being analyzed both in Israel and Belgium.

In the meantime, we know that the victim's blood type matches Gabi's.

In addition, Unit 8200 received an internal broadcast

from Hezbollah's secured channel this morning.

"The target is dead."

And we have this, from an airport in Beirut.

It's American satellite footage we just got this morning.

The aircraft is a privately-owned Falcon 900

which is registered to the Iranian Aviation Authority.

It took off from Charleroi Airport.

We requested to close off the airspace via the Foreign Ministry.

Sadly, they didn't.

Omar probably returned to Lebanon with him

and we've activated all possible means to locate him.

Lavi is our rep from the missing persons and hostages team.

- Hi. - Go ahead.

The Mossad received a message from the German intel rep in Beirut.

Hezbollah contacted them

requesting a prisoner exchange in return for the body.

In the past, they would always make every effort to hide the bodies.

I think they realized this one would be difficult to hide.

Tell me, have you seen his body yet?

Has anyone seen a body?

That's an image.

Did you see it with your eyes? So, why are you burying him already?

All signs lead to the same thing.

The chances he's alive are very, very slim.

"Slim"? Have you lost your mind or what?!

"Slim?!"

We also have an update from Dana

on a mega event unfolding in the Jenin area.

The murder of the city's Preventive Security Commander, Abu Osama,

committed by Omar's cousin, Adel Tawalbe, and his men.

These two events are clearly linked, and if I may personally suggest,

you should handle these organizations with great caution and suspicion.

Thank you.

What are they saying at Ermetic?

Their system scanned our cloud environment and found no indication of a data breach.

The cloud is safe.

Adel Tawalbe must've received information from another source.

You have no shame?

Doron, everyone's in shit, not just you.

He did everything to get you this job and now he's abandoned?!

Sitting there without saying a word?!

And why?

Because of some satellite images?!

Doron, please back away.

Ayub would never, never give up on you. He would never give up on any of us!

Please get out of my face...

Yeah? Or else? What?

Go home, Doron, there's nothing you can do.

- Hey, what's going on? - I'm perfectly fine!

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

It's your friend who needs help.

Help?! You should be ashamed!

Shame on you!

- I should be ashamed? - Yes!

Where were you, Doron? Where were you? Huh?

Where were you?!

- You were there with him! - Whoa!

- So stop saying all of that! - Whoa, whoa, Dana...

JENIN, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY

All of Dahieh is talking about you, my dear Adel.

- Great. - You can move ahead with the plan.

The next stage.

They'll never see it coming.

- That's amazing, Haj. - It is, my good man.

- We'll go down in history for this. - God willing.

- I'll get to work. - Keep me updated.

- Of course. - Goodbye, hero.

Goodbye.

Nael, come here.

Tell the guys to get ready, that Judgment Day has arrived.

- Will do. - Go.

Guys, hurry up, let's go.

Itamar, I can't believe the rabbi would even consider this.

Declaring him a fallen soldier who's MIA.

When I heard it, I wanted to kill someone.

Yeah.

They came to our home. They explained the situation to us.

What's there to explain? What is there?

Intelligence, the Mossad, the Shin Bet.

- All of them are looking away. - Doron, we've accepted it.

It's what my mom wanted and...

she's right.

There's no point in fighting it. Otherwise it's never ending.

I have to head back.

Itamar, sitting at home and giving up won't help,

because I don't know if he's dead or alive, or what the hell...

Stop, Doron, what do you want? What?

You're just like my dad,

exactly the same, you're both insane in the head.

Since I was a kid, I've heard stories about you.

Doron the killer, Doron the machine, Doron who stops at nothing.

I always thought, "Wow, awesome,

I wish I was like that too,"

but I didn't realize it's sad,

a serious mental issue

that fucks up the lives of everyone around you, Doron!

Let it go! Enough!

Let him die.

We can see the fracture near the femur head

just above the entry wound,

and there's also a tear in the tendon near the gastrocnemius.

You'll regain full function, but it'll be a long recovery.

But you need plenty of rest to strengthen yourself.

When am I being let out? That's what I want to know.

I'm not in pain, I'll use crutches, it's fine.

Nurit, you're not here for your leg.

Going on active duty put your body through trauma.

It has a direct effect on the fetus.

Let's take care of both of you, okay?

For two weeks, until the end of the trimester.

I'm not even sure I want to keep it.

Nurit, that's your decision, but for now you're still pregnant.

- It's important for you to... - We'll talk later.

Hey.

- What's up, Doctor? - Hey.

How's the patient? Being cooperative?

Not really.

She wants to go running over hills,

but we have to keep her a while, okay?

- She's used to being pampered. - Nurit, get well soon.

I'm on rounds till seven if you want to talk.

Ah!

Fuck. It's still hurting?

Wow, they really worked hard on this. There's a quarry worth of limestone here.

What's wrong?

You okay?

Yeah, I think I just need a shower.

Why are they keeping you here.

You're under fulltime supervision because of a leg fracture?

Strange, isn't it?

Talk to the doctor tomorrow.

You're better off at home.

- I'll look after you. - I'll talk to her.

It's okay, huh? I'll talk to her.

Sagi, I'll talk to her in the morning.

Okay.

So, do you really live here or is this just a model?

Look what I found. You haven't even opened it.

Come on. Let's drink off this day.

That's good.

I don't know. Maybe he's right.

- Doron? - Maybe we were too quick to give up.

Why wouldn't he say that.

They took Gabi from right under his nose,

Of course, he'd freak out.

I can't stop thinking about him.

What he went through in that place.

He probably heard the unit nearby, so close, he knew they were so close.

- Hey, Maya. - Ehud.

- Hey. - Hey, what's up? Come in.

Well, first of all,

here's your computer and phone.

The Shin Bet finally returned them.

- I don't know what condition they're in... - Finally, thanks.

They're crazy, huh?

Amos told me they tore your house apart,

but you fixed it up nicely.

Yeah, I have plenty of time now.

At least now I know the difference between Shin Bet and police searches.

Yeah, right.

A mess.

- What a mess. - What, Ehud? What's up?

I'm to send you on unpaid leave.

It wasn't my decision.

It wasn't HR or the Commissioner,

it was the Ministry of Homeland Security.

- Unpaid leave, Ehud? That's... - I swear to you, I yelled at them, Maya.

I told them who you are,

an officer, decorated with a great track record,

Six months undercover in the toughest place,

where no other narc dared to set foot. Ask Shimrit,

- she never heard me yell like this... - I don't get it.

Am I suspected of committing a crime?

What is wrong?

Security issues, is what they said.

But it's okay, I'm not done fighting.

"Security issues?" What is that? This whole thing is wrong.

Just so you know, If you want to appeal, I'm with you.

We'll ask the Head of HR and give it a thorough check.

- I don't intend to keep quiet. - That's alright, thank you.

- I'm sorry. - Good night.

- Okay. I'm going to try to get some sleep. - Of course.

What?

Dudi, you're my subordinate.

I asked for a transfer.

Not because of you. Just saying.

I'll make a note of it.

But I really have to get some rest.

Even Itamar's given up.

They haven't..

They've accepted the truth, it's different.

They're mourning him.

Remembering him.

And that's what our job is.

Exactly. He's right, bro.

Wouldn't hurt you to do the same.

I keep thinking about the bastard who tortured him,

He's roaming free now.

Free in Lebanon, bro, that's not exactly your thing.

- They'll get him, don't worry. - Yes!

It's just a matter of time,

a day, a month, two years. That bastard is a dead man.

I don't know. Omar is low down on the priority list.

You're kidding.

The way he fucked over the Mossad and Shin Bet,

you think they'll just drop it?

- Yeah. - You just have to accept

the fact that you won't be pulling the trigger.

Exactly.

Hey, bro, you have anything else to drink?

On top of the oven.

- Come on. What are you, 14? - What's wrong?

What's up with the game? You've played it all day.

What can I say? I'm hooked. It really got me good.

What do you want?

I can quit whenever I want, though.

Check this out.

Backgammon!

I'm teasing.

What's wrong?

What? Talk to me.

When we were in Brussels, Hagit had anxiety.

She couldn't sleep at night.

You know? I'm bringing her into this shit once again.

If anything happens to me, then it's over.

I've killed her and the kids.

Hagit knew what she was getting into.

Come on, don't you think we're too old for this job?

What's this? "Unit Event 2013." You've kept this all these years?

Don't play that now. It's not a good time.

Why not now? What's the matter with you?

Steve, cut it out.

- Leave me alone. Just for a second, - What now?

It's a video.

Cheers.

Are we celebrating Moreno?

- Happy birthday! - Happy birthday!

- Boaz? - Yeah, bro?

Do me a favor. Tell Steve to cook it some more,

It's not cooked. It's still raw.

For crying out loud They want you to cook it some more.

Look at you. You're such a pro, unbelievable.

What do you want in the pita, Doron?

Just a little more, okay? Not too much.

Where's Gali?

I'm so hungry.

Steve.

I don't want any of that.

Yes. And a pita too. Two. It's okay. Yeah.

Back off, man, I'm eating.

Boaz, come here with the camera. Learn how to make coffee.

Nice and slow. You need patience, buddy.

Hagit needs me at home. Let's go, Steve. She's got great timing.

Me too, bro.

This was nice and fun. Kind of uplifting.

Love you, bro.

You're such a moron. Why did you do that?

BEIRUT, LEBANON

DAHIEH QUARTER, HEZBOLLAH HQ

Chin up, hero.

You've brought great respect to the organization,

your family and every Muslim.

Haj Ali, it wasn't only me.

We've lost several brave fighters who gave their lives for this campaign.

Of course, they're Allah's martyrs, but thanks to you,

we'll strike the Jews so hard, it'll be talked about for years.

I spoke earlier with your cousin Adel. You know what he said?

That what you did will go down in history. Understand?

Thank you. Thank you very much, Haj.

Omar

Omar, you're very dear to us.

I promise we'll look after you and tend to Aisha's every need.

About Aisha, I was wondering.

I want to see her, even if only for a moment, just one night...

Omar, it's not that simple. I understand you, I do,

but now you're the most wanted person, not only by the Jews

but globally, by the Europeans and Interpol.

And now, after I told your cousin to move on to the next stage,

one night could ruin it all.

- You understand that, don't you? - Yes.

But I promise you, buddy, we'll look after Aisha,

and as soon as it's possible, you'll get to go visit her,

and she'll be proud of you.

Thank you, Haj.

YOU HAVE A MESSAGE WAITING FOR YOU FROM "ASAL"

CLICK HERE TO SEE THE MESSAGE

My darling, my honey...

- Good evening. - Good evening, Nizar. Go ahead.

Go ahead and hurry back before we're caught.

FNAIDEK, NORTH LEBANON

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Hello, Aisha. - Hello, Um Samer.

My love.

Omar, my darling.

- You're back. - My love.

I can't come home yet.

Why not? What more do they need of you?

They'll be done soon.

I'm working on it. Let me finish this job, it's important,

and then I'll come home and be with you always.

When we got married, you said you wanted a family, children.

That hasn't changed.

But I didn't have a choice.

I had to go.

Omar,

I don't want to end up a young widow.

Understand?

My darling, my honey, sorry for contacting you this way,

but I'm in deep trouble.

I don't know what you've heard, but it's complicated

and you must help me because my life is on the line, sis.

Listen closely. Go over to Mom's house.

In the back room, in the brown cabinet,

I taped a small package to the bottom of the top drawer.

Take it without being seen and tell me when you've got it.

It's very important.

If there were any other way, I wouldn't turn to you.

Get back to me on this app. No one can see our correspondence.

I'm waiting for your reply.

Love you, my honey.

This is Musab al-Adas,

Abu Osama's driver who defected to join Adel.

This morning he made a call from his phone to his special friend

Ismail Tamimi, a pharmacist at Jenin's Al-Warda.

Said he won't be able to meet for a few days.

What do you mean? He's in the cell?

- It's his lover, Eli, get with it. - Then just say that.

"Special friend." Should I guess?

Just say what he is.

We'll bring him to you wrapped up all nice.

- This is super urgent. - Okay.

Bring him in and we'll find out what he knows.

What about the new unit member?

Nurit is out of commission and I need a replacement.

- When do I get him? - A girl. Shani Russo's coming back.

- Russo? - Mm hm.

Is she tired of the hill?

She's on her way. She'll be at the debriefing.

I heard she only does solo projects.

Gaza, Lebanon... Does she know how to work on a team?

I'm sure that if she's forgotten, you guys will remind her how.

So you got the teammate you requested.

What's wrong, Eli? Tell me what's up.

No. It's just... I think I need a breather, or...

Eli.

Eli, don't you dare quit on me right now, okay?

I need you. We're in the middle of a war...

We're at war, we're at war. Always we're at war.

- When will there be a ceasefire? - Never, you know that.

Eli, I know this is a burden.

I see how you carry this team on your back,

believe me, I do.

But first, let's take out Adel Tawalbe.

Huh?

And then we'll see.

- Alright? - Alright.

Alright.

JENIN, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY

- Hello. - Hello.

- Can I help you? - Yes.

I'm looking for a cream that has a nice smell.

We have this cream, it's very good for the hands and body,

has a hint of coconut fragrance. Try it.

Russo, I'm sending in the kid.

- I'm here if you need help. - Thanks.

He got the note.

MY DEAR, I'LL SEE YOU AT THE REAR ENTRANCE. MUSAB.

- Russo, what's going on? - He's going out the back.

Let go of me!

Careful!

- Let's go! - Let's go!

Drive!

I swear I'm not involved in anything,

I'm just a pharmacist.

My name is Captain Ziad. Ever heard about me?

- Have you?! - No, no.

I'm not involved in anything, I don't want trouble.

Your friend Musab al-Adas, what is he up to?

Why can't he see you for a few days, huh? Spill it!

I don't know. He just called me to say he's leaving, that's all.

Ismail, think hard, or I'll put up photos around the camp

of you sucking him off in the pharmacy storeroom.

Understand?

Stop crying! Talk!

Where is he headed?

Talk!

Ismail, calm down.

It'll be okay.

Breathe.

Ismail, my name is Amira.

Let me explain something to you.

It's not you we're after.

The problem is that Musab is planning to hurt innocent people,

and if that happens, you'll end up in prison for many years.

Wouldn't it be a shame?

Let's avoid that.

Where is Musab headed, huh?

What is he up to?

I don't know, I really don't.

He usually doesn't tell me anything

and I don't ask him.

Ismail, if you help us find him, he stays alive, you understand?

Otherwise, he dies. That's certain.

His life and yours will be over.

You can prevent that by helping me.

I don't know, I really don't.

Ismail, look at me.

Look at me.

Did he say anything odd or different?

A few days ago, suddenly

out of the blue,

he asked if I'd ever been to al-Shaykh Muwannis.

I said, "No, never even heard of it."

Dafna, issue a Red Alert!

Send forces to northern Tel Aviv, the university campus.

Inform the Head of Mossad and the bureau.

Let's go.

Hurry up, Musab.

Hi, Munir.

Go!

RAMAT AVIV (AL-SHAYKH MUWANNIS)

Off you go, champ. Good luck.

This is the last time...

Kaspi!

Elad! Elad!

Elad! Elad! Elad!

Lavi!

No updates yet.

The Head of Shin Bet and the District Commander

are heading for the KFR briefing.

Alright. Dudi and I will be there in 20 minutes.

I'm stopping by my place to change.

Okay. I'm here with the stand-bys.

- Let me know when you're there. - Okay, we'll talk soon.

- I'll wait here. - Give me five minutes.

DORON

Yes?

- Dana. - What?

- They tried to kill me. - What?!

Some bastard with an AK-47 shot up my house, Dana.

What are you talking about?! Who?!

He looks Palestinian.

He's got a Beretta M9. He's with their Security Forces.

- You okay? - I'm fine, but he's dead.

Okay, we...

Give me five minutes. Okay? I'll call you back.

- Standby. - Sure.

Subtitle translation by: Hagit Harel