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I ask you to do this,
Charlie, for me.

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For love.

For our great
revolution.

What -- What happens
when I get there?

You will drop off the car
at Salzburg train station.

Place the keys in the exhaust
and walk away.

And then?

And then my people
will seek you out.

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Show me.

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I need to see it.

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Don't worry.

It won't actually be used
to blow anyone up.

Semtex is popular
because it's stable.

But I wouldn't
light a cigarette in there.

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Greek Drachma,
Yugoslavian Dinar,

Austrian Schilling,
Deutsche Mark.

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I will take you
to the first border.

That's close
as we can get.

Marty said...

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Taking me to the border
wasn't part of the plan, was it?

The Yugoslav border
shouldn't prove difficult.

Now, the Austrian border,
that's more serious.

Stay alert.
Show them no nerves.

Since you don't
keep a diary,

we've decided
to keep one for you.

Wha...

You have a habit
of chewing your pencils

when you're thinking.

This is completely normal.

And we wrote to one another,
dozens of letters,

arranging our meeting
in Greece.

Where are they?

I do not permit you
to carry them with you.

Shame.

Could've done
with a saucy read.

You have kept them
in a safe place in your home.

I asked you where might
be best to hide them.

And I said inside the pocket
of the case of my first guitar.

Gift from my dad.

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He tricked me.
I thought I broke him.

He lied about Salzburg.

He could lie again.

He's clever.

So, what
do we do now?

Now...it's my turn.

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My name is Martin Kurtz.

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Hm.

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"Kurtz"
is sounding like

the word "short"
in German,

as I'm sure
you know.

My friends used to call me
"Short-fuse Marty."

Hm.

Anna Witgen traveled
to Salzburg

on her way to deliver
your brother's latest bomb.

Always a second plan,
never the same place twice.

Isn't that your method?

Maybe there is more of Khalil
in you than I thought.

Your people were forced
into the wilderness,

deprived of their homes,
left to suffer in the camps.

Did they do this to you
in the camp in Jordan?

I grew up
in a camp myself

a long time ago.

I know how it feels.

Then you are worse
than any of them.

Mm, perhaps.

But you...

You are not made
for this fight...

...Salim.

A red Mercedes

with a blonde bombshell
in the passenger's seat --

fine.

Not a bomb.

Now, when I realized
you lied about the drop,

that made me angry.

But then I recognized something,
and I laughed.

We have been lying
to you.

Come here.
I have something to show you.

It's okay.

It's perfectly safe.

Come.

The truth.

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The photo of Khalil --

It was pieced together
using pictures of your family

and of you,
by the talented Mr. Schwilli.

The rest of the team,
you've met.

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Your receipts.
Your collection of matchbooks.

We found it very helpful.

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You are in Munich.

You have been here
for two days.

Why?

Why are you
showing me this?

Life, Salim.

Where are you
taking that car?

When I first came
to Europe,

do you know what
surprised me the most?

Nobody cares.

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Nobody cares.

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Enough bloodshed, Salim.

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There, uh...

There is no
location set.

I decide it.

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Thank you.

A square in Austria.

It will need
good vantage points,

good cover.

A train ride from here

so Charlie is never
alone for too long,

and light tourism too.

We don't want
any collateral.

Salim is honest now.

* Harana

* Bi-ni-ni-na-na-na-na,
let's go *

* Ah-me-na-na
and then pick your toe *

* Take me to the park
and then *

* Me-ne-me-ne-me is enshala

* Me-ne-mon-oh-nom-oh-no

* Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

There has been
a slight change of location.

Instead of Salzburg,

we wish to move
our work to...

Well...

if you want me
to be of use to you,

Herr Schulmann,

I have to be of more use
to Cologne,

as you promised.

If I were you,

I'd keep my eyes
on the roads

of Southern Germany
in the coming week.

I have a feeling

a little gift might
light up your investigation

sooner
than you think.

Is this an operation --

Sometimes we must take
our victories, Paul,

not question them.

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Good sir.

Charlie.

Bloody hell,
what are you doing here?

Oh, my God.

What are you --
How fantastic to see you.

Long way from Greece.
Yeah, long way.

Wh-Where are you heading to?
Did you ever make it to Delphi?

Yeah, we did.
We did, actually.

Yeah.
It was really nice.

Have you never played
this game before?

Oh, piss off.

You still headed to Salzburg,
by the way?

Heard it's deadly dull
off-season.

Well, you were the one
who suggested it.

Should I go
somewhere else?

Kleinalm is pretty.

Nice cafés,
lovely square.

Gutigplatz.

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You know that old man
in Greece?

Did he really
have a wife?

Did she jump,
or was she pushed?

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Jumped.

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-Sir?
-I need to send a telegram.

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I decide it.

I send a telegram to my lawyers
in Zurich, twice.

Send it twice.
Once now...

...once in the morning.

After rush hour,

traffic drops down
to its minimum.

That's our golden hour.

So far so good.

It isn't bad.

It's nothing till
she delivers the ca--

Gadi says
she will deliver.

And if Gadi says so,
I believe him.

Okay.

But, of course,
you're right.

The drop-off
is the thing.

You have enough people
for Gutigplatz.

This is your moment,
Shimon.

You tell me what you need,
you shall have it.

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Shit, shit, shit.

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I -- I-I've quit.

Do you speak English?
Sorry.

Step out
of the vehicle.

License
and passport.

Right.

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Shit.

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I thought
you gave up.

I'm a -- I'm a terrible
quitter.

Awful.

You are nervous.

N--

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Oh. Uh...

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This is very serious,
madam.

This amount, it -- it will kill
all of us, not just you.

Smuggling moonshine
is doubly illegal.

We keep this here.

Just this once.

Sorry.

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She's made the cross.

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It can't be
much longer now.

Yes, she's here.

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This is it.
Focus now.

Hm.

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Oh.

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Well done, Charlie.
Now just walk away.

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One slivovitz, please.

Ein slivovitz.

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Um, sorry,
I -- uh...

I d-- I don't have
any Austrian money.

I-I only have pounds.

Ah.

-Danke.
-Okay.

Thank you, Father.

Ahh.

Ah. That could've
really have blown up.

She's on the move.

Train station, please.

She's asked
for the train station.

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Where the hell
are you going?

You'll be fine.

Focus on the car only.

I'm staying
with Charlie.

No, that wasn't the plan.

She'll need me.

-But Marty said...
-Shimon.

Marty said I was in charge
of this operation.

-Shimon.
-What?

He's turned
his radio off.

Great.

Now we wait.

Shimon.
Check this out.

Look.

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Contact.

Too fast, surely?

Flash bastard could get
picked up by the police.

Sit tight, please.

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That's Anna Witgen.

The rider will be
keeping watch.

Hold position until she gets
the key out of the exhaust.

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They have another key.

Two telegrams, two keys,
of course.

Keep your eyes on the car.

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Shit.

That's Rossino.

Who?

A petty little
left-wing journalist.

We've been sniffing him out
since Milan,

but we can never prove
a connection

to Khalil's network.

That just changed.

Welcome to the fight,
Mr. Rossino.

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Should we split up?

They've gone
in opposite directions.

Focus on the car only.

Shall I follow him
at least?

We can't just
let him go.

No, we need everyone
on that car.

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Easy, easy.
Don't scare her off.

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She's slowing down.

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She's pulling over
to the side of the road.

Keep going.
Keep going.

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She's checking the cargo.

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Turn your car around.

We'll get her as soon
as she's called this in.

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Let's move.
Let's move.

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-Aah! Nein!
-Don't let her go!

-Don't get up!
-Grab her legs good!

Hold her!
Hold her!

-Grab her legs! Grab her legs!
-Watch out! Watch out!

I can't hold her.

Catch her!
Catch her!

Okay,
get the syringe!

Do it! Do it!
Do it!

Aah!

Come on.
Come on.

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-Go!
-Go! Go!

I did all right,
didn't I?

Marty says
you're a star.

He wants to thank you
in person tomorrow.

And what about you?

Do you want
to thank me in person?

You did a good thing
today.

I enjoyed it.

I loved it.

Is that what happens?
It gets addictive?

If you're the type.

Are you?

Why did you tell me
about the explosives...

when I got in the car?

One question
at a time.

Hmm.

Because...

you are the type.

You said you would
try to lie to me

as little as possible.

You wanted me to say no,
didn't you?

Is it wrong, Gadi?

What we're doing?

Or were you trying to help me
for another reason?

You should run a bath.

You need to relax.

All right.

But don't fall asleep
whilst I'm in it,

because I'm going
to drink myself stupid.

I heard room service.

Make me a drink?

After tonight, you don't know
when you'll see me again.

You're going home.

Leaves the audience
wanting more.

Uncertainty
is the way we live.

Every night together
can be our last.

Then we better
make the most of it.

Your drink's ready.

Charlie?

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Mm.

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Our best, best girl.

Hm.

Now, from now on,
we won't be writing the play.

Now the play has to come
to you in England.

Oh, I'm booked in a job.
"As -- As You Like It."

Then before you go,

there is someone
we think you should meet.

In a way, you are already
well acquainted.

When I was 11,

I crouched
in a homemade shelter

while the Jordanians
poured rockets into our camp.

Michel.

What did you do to him?

He was sedated.
That's all.

We haven't touched a hair
on his pretty head.

Come on, Charlie.
This is important for your role.

What's in that thing?

Never mind.

No!

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Birth mark,
scar, scar, scars.

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So the fiction
becomes truth.

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Go on.

They'll question you,
Charlie.

You need to know
every inch.

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That's enough.

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I said that's enough.

Now put some clothes
on him.

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What did you expect?

I know that was difficult,
Charlie.

It's cruel.

You should save your sympathy
for the innocent.

-He's a child.
-He killed a child.

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Your British government
promised Palestine

to the Arabs
and to the Jews.

That's when
all this started.

What's that
got to do with me?

Being naive
doesn't absolve you.

Yes, it does!
Yes, it does!

You can't have it
both ways.

Victim one day,
tyrant the next.

An actress one day,
a moralist the next?

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How do you live
with it, Gadi?

The guilt.

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What -- Where are you
taking me?

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We remember.

Never call me
"Gadi" again.

These are photocopies

of his letters to you.

You kept the originals
in your flat.

Mine to him?

Yes.

Bit desperate.

Charlie the romancer.

Charlie the penitent.

Charlie
the hard-nosed bitch.

Thank you, Jose.

If you could just lend me
that gun of yours,

and I'll just pop outside
and shoot myself.

You're in love.

You need to write these out
in your own handwriting.

Let the thoughts
become yours.

You really think
they'll come for me?

Yes.

What about Michel?

If you hold him in there
for too long,

they'll know
something's up.

Won't they?

You need to let him go,
or at least put him on trial.

He'll be accounted for.

Each letter
a different pen.

"I am waiting.
Hungry."

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"I am alone without you.

This grey city is a tomb.

I can't sleep,
can't eat."

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"Thoughts of your body
burn inside me."

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God.

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"I want you
to tear me apart

to piece me
back together.

Make me a new face,
a new body.

Make me another soul.

As you said,

our bodies and bloods
will be mixed.

This thought is all
that can sustain me

through these hollow nights
of yearning,

the balm to the ache
of your absence."

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My love, I would have it
that we would be --"

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Charlie, Charlie.
Charlie.

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Charlie...

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Our bodies and bloods
will be mixed.

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You're going home,
Charlie.

Tomorrow.

That's where
they'll come for you.

What?

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The psychopath
admits --

Hi, Gadi.

The psychopath admits
Bad Godesberg.

She half-admits Zurich.

Has she given
any names?

Her own.

She refuses to give
a first name.

Makes no sense.

Michel took her
on a few trips in his car,

taught her how to shoot a gun
in some woods,

and a few other details

that can help us
with the fiction.

Miss Bach
is working on it now.

No knowledge
of Khalil?

She's insane, Marty.

Hurt her, she acts like
she enjoys it.

Stop hurting her,
she regains the strength

and gives us nothing.

So we hurt girls, too,
these days, huh?

You're the expert.

Should I make her
fall in love with me, Gadi?

So she doesn't notice
the pain?

Shh.
Does it play, Gadi?

Yeah, it plays.

Rossino delivers it
to the square,

where she picks up
the Mercedes from Charlie.

It's all true.

Then she drives it
towards Munich,

meets Michel on the way.

Untrue, but we're
the only people who know that.

So, right now they're
screwing each other senseless

somewhere in the countryside,
lost to the world.

Lost to the world.

Well, that will
also be true.

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"My hometown, Al-Khalil.

The Jews call it Hebron."

Hebron is one
of the only places

from which
the Jews were never exiled.

It is therefore possible that
Jewish blood flows in my veins,

yet I am not ashamed.

"Did I tell you that
my father admired the Jews?"

"He believed we should
make a common society..."

...wanted to summon
the neighbouring Jews

to our village,

to speak with them.

The Zionists will tell you
that we had no culture.

They will say
we lived in mud huts

and went about
in stinking rags.

But we are a decent people.

"Can you believe me, Charlie?"

Charlie, I told you.

I know.

I know.
You're closing early.

I mean...

Can you keep
the ladies' lights on?

Don't want me pissing
on the floor.

There's coffee.

Of a kind.

Damn it!

Stop staring at me,
Gadi!

Am I that pretty?

Do we have
to go this far?

There's no other way.

I know.

I know, but --

There's no other way.

Marty said so.

You can see
another option, huh?

Are you sure you've considered
every possible option?

Made every possible
promise?

No innocents!

That is what
I promised you, Gadi.

No innocent people.

I misheard.

Yes, you misheard.

Like always.

We have another player
confirmed -- Rossino.

That is another step closer
to Khalil.

Charlie is in place.
What can you not see here?!

The surgeon.

The girl is exposed.

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I asked each boy and girl
personally

if they wanted
to stand down.

They all begged me
to go through with it.

You remember
at the Munich Olympics?

When the German police
voted among themselves to...

when they chose to abandon
their rescue operation...

...because
it was too dangerous?

What would
you have me do?

If you were paying me
to be your conscience, Marty,

you should ask
for your money back.

He's waking up.

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Quick.

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Switch them.

What?

You said Anna was
a psychopath.

If there's an accident,
having her behind the wheel

will play
into their imaginations.

Salim is
a steady driver.

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"You are mine,
and I'm yours, Charlie."

"You are my soldier.

Together, we will
put the match to the fuse.

For us, there is no law

except the law that is born
each day under fire."

We're moving out.

Good.

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Acts of violence
cannot be criminal

when they are carried out in
opposition to a criminal state.

If the Israelis bomb
our villages

with fighter jets,

and we have not
a single plane,

if they send tanks
when we have only our fists,

when nobody cares,
what else can we do...

but terror?

For terror is theatre.

And sometimes the world
has to be lifted up by its neck

before it will listen
to justice.

Terror.

Did I say terror?

For terror is...

...theatre.

"You remember what I said
about my father?"

"In order to welcome
his Jewish visitors,

he kept the coffee
in the village guest house

hot for them
all hours of the day.

But when the Zionists
finally came,

they attacked.

My grandfather
had to sell his horse

to buy a gun
to protect his family.

They shot him
with that very same gun."

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"I will always love you,
my Joan.

For now, our bodies
and our bloods are mixed.

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