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Think it's deep enough?

No idea. How deep do you usually bury it?

- I don't know. 10 meters maybe? - 10 meters? Are you crazy?

Another half meter and that's it.

We haven't slept for days, but sure. It's your pleasure.

I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Samucha.

Keep on enjoying yourself.

Bastard...

- Yossi won't like it. - I don't care. I'm beat.

What's up, dude? Everything cool?

That was bad, man. Don't take it personally,

- it was on purpose. - Was it?

What's wrong with you? We're joking.

Are you afraid of him?

He wouldn't hurt a fly. It's against his Tibetan beliefs.

- Disgusting. - It's all rotten.

Nasty!

It's biological warfare.

Full of worms.

What's the deal, Yaniv?

Should we ask for a shipment ASAP.

or will we survive until the next one?

We'll be OK if we don't die of smell first.

Smell? What smell?

C'mon. Move it.

- What is this? - A transistor.

Wow. Big shot, aren't we? Hi-tech.

Hi-tech, schmi-tech.

It doesn't pick up anything here.

Adams, you bastard, give us a hand. The commander's coming.

What's up, man? What are you on?

They're dead tired, eh? Have them do as little as possible.

- Let them rest a bit. - OK.

OK guys, let's wrap it up.

- It's not deep enough. - Told you.

- It's fine. - No, it's not.

Yaniv, wanna say a few words?

- It's too hard for me. - Want me to begin?

Yes sir.

- You were good cows... - And chickens.

- And chickens... - Amen.

Go on, toss that stench in there.

Come over here for a sec.

Lior and I have to go out for an hour or so.

Where to?

There's that drill tomorrow night. We have to check out the area.

Didn't you do that a week ago?

Yes, but I'm not sure about the positions.

Can I go instead? I'd love to get out of here.

Jagger won't mind. Eh, Jagger?

It's fine with me.

Lior knows the territory. It'll be quicker.

Let the guys rest for a while.

Later, I want to see them rip their asses on the gear.

We'll be back in an hour or so.

Next time. Don't look so sad. C'mon Lior, let's go.

You coming?

- I'm not an Eskimo you know. Wait up. - There's no time.

Nudnik.

- What did you say? - Nudnik!

Yossi, wait.

Yossi...

Is this rape, sir?

You're crazy, Lior.

I put soldiers in jail for less than that.

Concentrate, please.

I don't believe it.

What can you do? I'm an animal.

A rabbit.

But he's looking.

Fast, fast.

Close your mouth, Ophir.

Damnit, I'm dying to piss.

Get Yossi for me.

You're gonna do it, right?

Ask him out, or you'll have to deal with me.

- I'm so scared. - Why scared?

Yaeli, you're amazing. What's wrong with you?

If worse comes to worst, he can go to hell.

Hi, Goldie.

Let's go. I'm needed...

Hi, guys. Hi, Ophir.

Crazy...

- How are things, Ophir? - Excellent.

- You're looking great. - I'm wearing contacts.

You look good too. New haircut?

- So how's everyone? - Pretty frozen.

- You came back this morning, didn't you? - Yes.

Don't ask. The refrigerators broke down.

- All the meat was rotten. - Gee.

Do you know where Jagger is?

Where did you say Yossi was?

He's gone out with Jagger. They'll be right back.

- Where did they go? - To the drill zone.

They'll be right back.

I'm inside.

Hey, do you have the key to his room?

- It's on the door frame. - Excellent.

- I'll be busy, so don't bother me. OK? - OK.

Will you need anything?

You know what? Let your genius cook know I'm here.

I'll probably be hungry later.

What, already?

Don't flatter yourself.

It's a transistor. My mother got it for me.

I wonder if it picks up here.

Wow, Rita...

I can't believe you'll be done soon.

You'll have to do a lot of reserve duty.

I don't get it. Why don't you leave with me?

We'll travel to the Far East...

Why stay in the army?

You already got yourself an officer...

- Admit it. You just can't do without me. - Chill...

'How long will you keep running away...'

I can't believe this queenish music.

This is the Voice of the Straights...

We have Yossi on the line. A tough man, a company commander...

and a raging fag...

He wants to hear Meir Ariel.

'Tell me about the moments of fear...

'It's much easier to stick it up the rear...

'When the cold winds rage outside, I'll send hot fire through you...

'One day, you may stop running between the shadows...

'in your soul...'

Naturally, I go out only with infantry men.

but this time, I said...

'Oneg (pleasure), if you're a pilot, I'm a high flyer.'

- Oneg? Is that even a name? - I swear. Oneg something.

He's really cute.

In Tibetan Buddhism,

it's actually a good name to continue transmigrating with.

I almost forgot. I bought you some movies. I hope you like them.

Adams, maybe there's some Tibetan movie there for you.

What's this? 'Stand by me'?

What happened to 'Fuck Hard 2'? 'On a horny mission 3'?

I need you.

Dismissed.

Trash. It's all trash.

Tell him there's nothing to eat today. The kitchen's closed.

Relax. What do you need?

What do you mean, what do I need?

There isn't anything fresh here, except some old canned stuff.

Only cans, and everything stinks!

What about meatball-sushi? Make him meatball-sushi.

He has an orgasm when he eats your meatball-sushi.

Meatball-sushi...

It'll be alright.

Hadad, open ten cans.

Boil water for the rice.

It'll be all right. You can go.

Wait. Want to help?

Pick some herbs for me in the garden.

Hadad, move your butt.

You know, I dressed up as a rabbit a few years ago.

You just have to see the picture. You'll freak out.

With big ears, this big.

Shit, what's he doing here?

Go to the surveillance positions

and make sure no one's jerking off there.

C'mon, Lior, get serious.

- Yaeli, what are you doing here? - Hi.

- Do you know where Yoel is? - Yossi, wait a sec.

Yossi, wait a sec.

Yossi, wait. Yossi...

I take it Goldie's here too.

Say, where's Jagger? Didn't he come back with you?

Yes. He's going round the positions. Why?

You and Jagger, you're... close, aren't you?

What do you mean by 'close'? What did you hear?

- That you're sort of a couple. - What do you mean?

You know. It's just that you're a friend of his.

and I kind of like him... And I thought about asking him out...

Sometime over the weekend...

I don't know... Are you sure that's what you feel?

Sometimes girls think they're in love with their commanders.

And it can be a bit of an illusion

Because of the uniform and such. It can get confusing.

I'm not confused. I'm sure I feel something for him.

What? Jagger's charming, isn't he?

No offense...

He's not like other guys.

It's not because he's cute, and his lips...

Well, it's also that, but it's not only that.

There's really something different about him.

He's... different.

I guess he just has what it takes.

Do you know if he's involved with someone?

Yossi... What, were you here all the while?

No, I just got here.

- And how are things in Havatzelet? - Everything's all right.

Why just all right? Why not awesome?

- Are you OK? - Awesome.

- Let's go eat. - Where were you, eh?

This place is filthy.

Did you tell him?

Yuck. Disgusting. I have to wash my hair.

Why don't you come with me?

I don't know. I didn't see Jagger yet.

Please, you have to help me.

I'll put some make-up on you.

You can't go see him looking this way.

What are you doing?

Five minutes, I told you. Five minutes.

You call this cutting? Gimme that!

- Has anyone ever told you you're a Nazi? - I'm an artist.

A Nazi artist.

OK, go see if there's bread on the tables.

I'll manage here.

Thanks.

- I'm starving. Yaniv! - Coming.

Yoel, what's going on? Did you come for the food?

Good news. Action.

First course, 'California rolls à la Havatzelet'.

There you go.

A genius. A true genius.

- What's he doing here? - I have no idea.

- You sure? - What do you mean?

I don't know. You were with Yossi all morning. Didn't he say anything?

No, I don't think he knew.

There's an update. It's more than warnings.

They're in the strip already.

They're going to infiltrate today, and from the way it looks now,

- you're going to run into them. - Is that good news?

Yaniv, bring some more of that sashimi.

Of course it's good news. War is always good...

The smell of burnt flesh first thing in the morning...

What's with you? Loosen up.

What happened to your sense of humor?

We're going to kill them tonight.

or else...

'Grilled chicken with local herbs and ginger purée'

Yaniv. You're not getting out of the army, whether you like it or not.

No chance. Did you hear that? Do you promise?

I promise to invite you to my restaurant.

in a couple of years, sir.

French-Lebanese. The best.

- There's a bad karma at that table. - What's that?

The colors in their auras. Very bad.

I'm telling you

There's a limit to how far you can press them.

They've been stuck in the mud for days now. They're tired.

I really don't think they should be sent out again.

What's up with you? Have you become a faggot?

Don't be such a sissy. You're not their mother.

- Did you forget about 'Initiating contact'? - No, I didn't.

But I'm telling you again. We just came back.

And with all the good will that I'm sure they'll have,

they're wasted. You can't function this way.

Anyway, there's a full moon tonight.

We'll be seen all the way from Turkey.

Why don't you just bomb them from the air?

I don't believe you're giving me this full moon crap.

A full moon... Big fucking deal. A full moon...

Next you'll be telling me that Mercury is pulling back.

I don't feel like setting up another ambush tonight.

I kinda dig an ambush, but something real.

Not like the one we just had.

Lying in one place for three days, fucking the ground,

eating beef jerky with chocolate.

The only thing missing was a waitress to serve us,

a frappuccino, and we'd be just like those faggots

from Tel Aviv... Like, would you like to hear about our specials...

Ow, you beast. Die in Lebanon.

You'd kill to get laid like those faggots from Tel Aviv.

They get laid like you guys won't all your lives.

You've been experimenting? I noticed you walk funny.

What's this talk about faggots and Tel Aviv...

What's this nonsense?

We're just kidding around. No pressure.

What's funny about it?

Say, psycho, what would you do if I told you I was a faggot?

- May I be frank, sir? - Go ahead.

Sit, you're as pretty as a girl. We'd all want to fuck you.

I thought you didn't know what's going on there.

Forget it.

Let's talk about the details.

Can I finish eating first?

Do you mind if I tell the soldiers now?

Be my guest.

We're going on an ambush again tonight.

I know it's unexpected,

and that you wanted to rest a bit.

Now, listen up. It's going to be a hot ambush.

So go over your gear and check that nothing's missing.

I don't want any surprises.

My watch says 1:10, so we don't have much time.

I'll meet you in exactly one hour in the briefing room.

It'll be all right. Don't worry.

Hot?

Tell me Goldie, doesn't it bother you he's married?

On the contrary.

I'm here to enjoy myself, dear, not to get married.

- Do you love him? - Are you crazy?

What's with you? What's with the questions?

You'll probably laugh,

but at high-school I liked guys like the colonel.

The thing is that in the beginning he tried to play the sensitive man,

who takes your needs into account.

I told him: 'I'll take care of me. You concentrate on your work.

- 'Just pump'. - And what did he say?

That's exactly what he wanted to hear.

Really? I don't know...

I'm looking for something different now. A manly man.

But gentle, too...

Who will hug me, caress me, and kiss me all over...

Yes, but in the end he sticks it in you, right?

Stop it!

- Stop making fun of me. - I'm not making fun of you.

Look, I see what you're saying.

But I've made up my mind.

From now on, I'll only sleep with men I love.

And then it has to be perfect. With bubble baths,

candles, music, romance, champagne,

and everything real slow...

- Where were you? - Nowhere...

- Well, I know why he came here. - Why?

- An ambush. - An ambush? You sure?

Shit.

Talk to Yossi. I have to relieve the guards.

- Bye. - Bye.

You're really something, you know.

We should go out, just the two of us sometime.

- You're really into me, huh? - Not as much as I'm into Jagger.

Bitch, give me a kiss.

So who's the greatest?

- Me. - Good!

He's not here.

Wait for him. He'll show up.

- Bye. - Bye baby.

'So much violence, so many nerves.

'In self pity I spoil myself.

'Everyone suffers from love, so much.

'You will beg of me tonight.

'You will cry so much over me.

'As hard as it gets, I always feel that it's nothing.

'That things can go much lower.

'I get scared, and I escape. I don't know how to be happy.

'Or to be sad, either.

'It's a tough word, I can handle it.

'Only with might, only with kicks to the brain.

'Let everything burn... whispering, beg of me,

'beg of me...'

- What are you doing here? - You didn't stay for dessert.

Yossi,

- Yossi, the colonel is looking for you. - Coming.

- Is my bed comfy? - Sorry, I didn't know it was yours...

It's OK.

- Do you like this? - I don't know it.

You look amazing today.

Goldie made me up. Not too much?

Not at all.

But you don't need it.

I'm waiting for Jagger. Do you know where he is?

No.

- Well, I think I'll go. - Just a second.

- I want to talk to you. - What?

- I don't think you have a chance with him. - With who?

With Jagger?

I just don't think you're his type.

What, where did you...

Did he talk to you about me? Did he say anything?

Don't feel hurt.

So what if you're not his type. It only says something about him.

Yaeli, there's no man who wouldn't want you.

You smell so nice.

Ophir. What are you doing? What's wrong with you?

How could I forget? You only sleep with men you love.

What's wrong with you?

You have an ambush tonight. Get back to work.

Jagger?

Jagger?

- Hi. - Hi and bye, Yaeli. You can't be here.

I have to tell you something.

It'll have to wait.

- But Jagger, I was looking for you... - Yaeli, you're bothering me.

What's wrong?

There's something in my eye.

Move your hand. Let me see.

Blow...

Oh, shit.

What now?

I dropped a lens.

Stop it.

- It calms me down. - You're getting on my nerves.

- What is that anyway? - It was my mother's. From Hungary.

It's a Hungarian Play Station.

Bamba. Food of the gods.

Without the bag.

What's with you, you know how much noise that thing makes?

Leave her alone, moron. How should she know?

Boys, boys, no fighting.

Here, this one's for you.

Open wide...

And this one's for you.

C'mon, we're out of here.

OK, just give me a minute to fill up their goodies.

There's no time for goodies. Find your friend.

Move your fat asses, and get to the vehicle.

I'm waiting.

- Yaeli... we have to go. - Just a second, I dropped a lens.

I found it. Here it is.

- There's no time. Yoel's going crazy. - Just a second,

- let me say goodbye to Jagger. - Bye schmye. Cuddly-coo.

- C'mon, Yael. - Bye.

I'll be behind you all night. Don't worry.

You look worried. It'll be all right.

- It'll be awesome. - Good. Let's go.

How far is it from the road?

Will you please concentrate?

We've been over this a hundred times. We know it by heart.

- Don't be so sure. - You're right.

Say, Yossi. Will you stay with me if I lose a leg?

That could actually be convenient for certain positions.

And what if my face gets all burnt, and I have only one eye left?

That depends. With or without eyelashes?

No eyelashes, no eyebrows.

English Patient style.

- I don't like it when you talk like that. - No, really, what's better?

- Getting wounded, or just dying? - Stop it.

What if I die?

And you haven't even told me that you love me?

And what if I die, because instead of going over the action today,

- you decided to be a nudnik? - Sorry.

'Tell me about the moments of fear...

'It's much easier to stick it up the rear...'

Lior, stop. Someone might come in.

Oh, I forgot. Too queer for you.

Let's go for something more masculine.

'I'm sucking on a reed again...'

Why don't you grow up already?

What do you want from me?

I'm sorry this is not easy for me.

I'm sorry I don't surprise you with some goddamn ring.

Sorry, this is not some fucking American movie.

Yes sir.

No problem, sir.

- Let's go kill some Charlies, sir. - Jerk.

Sir, do you want to fuck with me, huh, sir?

- Now you listen to me. - No, you listen to me.

We'll take our next vacation together in Eilat.

and we'll book a room in a hotel.

and ask for only one bed. King size, queen size, I don't care.

Cause I'm tired of joining beds, you see.

I don't want to join beds anymore.

And when I finish the service, I'm telling my mother.

and you're coming with me to meet me and my father.

and my dog. Cause I'm tired of it, see?

I'm just tired of it.

This is how it is.

And let me remind you,

I never promised it would ever be different.

So you have two choices, Either live with it, or leave.

It's not going to change soon.

What's this crap?

Are you an asshole?

Do you want to shine all the way to Damascus?

Sorry, sir.

What happened to him?

Everyone jump.

I see you haven't really grasped the fact

that this is going to be a hot ambush.

Maybe you thought I was going to hand out blankets and cocoa.

And that wasn't what I was getting at.

When I said it would be a hot ambush,

I meant you could get cold.

Because you loose blood.

And you loose blood

because Samucha decided to shine with his watch.

and Sasi left with a broken stretcher.

I know you're tired.

And I know that not everyone understands

why we're going out again, since we just came back.

But you don't have to know everything all the time.

I'm asking you to make an effort.

Do what we taught you to do.

Be professional, and be alert.

because I don't intend to meet any of your mothers soon.

Not today, or tomorrow.

Maybe in a couple of years, at your wedding.

if you remember to invite me.

OK, your numbers. Call them out.

- One. - Two. - Three. - Four. - Five.

- Six. - Seven. - Eight. - Nine. - Ten. - Eleven. - Twelve and last.

I'll meet you in exactly 15 minutes at the exit from the outpost.

Go over their gear.

And do something about your blackening.

- Screw you. - What's your problem?

What's my problem?

Ever since I've known you, everyone thinks you're so sweet,

and so charming, that you think you deserve everything...

You're stuck up Yossi's ass, you're fucking Yaeli,

thought I know you don't give a shit about her.

I love her.

What's so funny, asshole? You think you're better than me?

What's going on with you?

Yaeli's cute, but I'm not fucking her.

I'm not doing anything with her.

Adams.

The soldiers are ready for your command, sir.

You'd better come.

Lior.

What?

Forget it.

See, what did I tell you? No news is good news.

There's a girl here whose boyfriend is in the army all the time.

and she can't come.

They must have a hard time developing intimacy.

She should find someone who knows how to do it.

Then she'll have intimacy.

I'm sure he gets some on the side. She should too.

Everybody does.

You have to choose who's more man

- Popeye or Brutus? - Brutus.

- Brutus or Van Damme. - Brutus.

Beef-Jerky with chocolate?

My man, you're missing out. It's a great combination.

I'm sure.

Say, were you always so picky about food?

Actually, only since the army.

You know, it sets my head straight.

Having a special place for myself in all this shit.

Got it.

A little bite?

Look at the moon, Lior. See how close it is.

- Were you sleeping? - No way.

Then what did I just say?

That you love him because he's as beautiful as an angel, gentle...

Not a beast like all the other men.

- That you think he's well hung. - You dreamt that.

- Sharon Stone or Michelle Pfeiffer. - Pfeiffer.

Pfeiffer or Yaeli?

I saw you looking at her.

Fuck her. I don't care about her anymore.

Half an hour till sunrise.

Lior, do you read?

- Do you read? - I read.

I'm sorry if I was a little uptight earlier.

A little? It doesn't matter now.

The important thing is everyone's OK.

I'm terminating the ambush. Close the ambush.

Helmets on. Search.

Get in line.

- Explosives! - Explosives!

- Hold your fire! - Hold your fire!

Did anyone see anything?

Keep on shooting at the trees.

Hold your fire!

- Do you see anything? - No, sir.

Zambia 64, I heard an explosion in 65. What's going on there?

Do you know anything?

65, this is Zambia, respond. 65, answer Zambia.

Shoot a flare at the trees.

- Numbers, call them out. - Numbers, call them out.

Numbers, call them out.

- One. - Two. - Three. Three. - Five. Four's missing.

Call out the numbers again.

- One. - Two. - Three. Three. Three.

- Who's Four? - Jagger, sir.

- Five, four's missing. - Six, four's missing.

Eight, four's missing. Seven's wounded.

Ten, ten, ten.

Samucha?

Eleven's here, go on.

Sit, Yaniv's arm is gone.

Adams.

Medic!

Where's the medic? Where's Adams?

Adams!

Zambia, this is secondary. We've been fucked up bad.

We were sitting on explosives all night long.

There are 'flowers' there.

65, this is Zambia. What's going on? How many 'flowers'?

We need evacuation. I repeat, we need evacuation. I need a 'thistle'.

Who are the flowers? Is Jagger alright?

I repeat, we need evacuation. I have 'flowers'.

I need a 'thistle'. Repeat, I need a 'thistle'.

Don't worry, you'll be all right. Hadad! Psycho!

- Tell me what to do. - Put your hand here. Stop the bleeding.

Lior, do you hear me?

Lior, are you OK? Talk to me.

I don't see anything. Where were you hurt?

'Thistle', this is 65. Do you see 6632 blue?

The copter is coming, I hear it.

Where's the goddamn copter?

100 meters west of blue, signalling figure-eights.

Lior, where does it hurt?

Tell me, so I can help you. Where does it hurt?

Hug me.

Rest, don't speak.

Do you love me?

Don't be a jerk. Of course I love you.

It's like an American movie.

A fucking American movie.

The chopper will be right here. Keep him awake.

Is he talking?

Lior? Don't fall asleep.

Think. Think about good things.

Think about the far east. I'll go with you.

Think about Eilat. Queen size. I promise.

Lior, wake up.

Lior, wake up. Lior.

Lior?

He has no pulse.

Lior, the copter. It's coming.

Just a bit more. They'll take you to the hospital.

Lior, I love you. Lior?

I think he's dead.

65. This is Zambia. Give me a report. When are you evacuating?

Zambia, this is head of 65. I have four 'flowers'.

My second in command is severely wounded.

We're waiting for the 'thistle'

Beginning evacuation now. Over.

I visited Adams yesterday.

He said you'll be decorated.

- How's Yaniv? - Alive.

Let's say he won't be rolling meatball-sushi anymore.

So you've pulled yourself together, eh boy?

'Lior Amichai'

Are you coming?

Vardaleh, this is Yossi. He was Lior's commander.

Thank you for coming.

He says Liori was the best officer he had.

He says everybody loved him.

All the soldiers loved him.

Have a seat.

It's true, you know.

Everyone liked Jagger. Sorry, I mean Lior.

We called him Jagger.

because he was like a rock star.

I really loved him...

I tried to tell him, on the day it happened.

I think he loved me too, but didn't get a chance to tell me.

It's funny, you know.

Suddenly I understand how little I knew about him.

Everyone was always busy with their own business.

Who ever thought there would be no time?

I don't know... He never talked.

Even when I asked, he was always discreet.

I try to think about my child, and I don't know anything about him.

I didn't know he had a girlfriend. I didn't know about you.

When I think about it now, I don't know anything about him.

I don't know what his favorite movie was.

I don't know what his favorite song was.

"Your Soul"

What did you say?

'Your Soul'. It's a song by Rita.

That was his favorite song.

He used to fool around with the lyrics...

Yes. "Your Soul" by Rita.

∫ Let's dispel the foggy curtain,

∫ Let's stand in the light, not in the shadow.

∫ When will we stop playing these games?

∫ You can cry sometimes.

∫ When something breaks inside.

∫ Tell me, about the moments of fear,

∫ It's much easier to be afraid together.

∫ And when cold winds rage outside.

∫ I'll send hot fire through you.

∫ Some day, you may stop running between the shadows

∫ In your soul.

∫ In your soul.

# Rita: 'Your Soul' (aka 'Bo' or 'Let's') # & cover by Ivri Lider

# subtitles by lyliakar, resynced #