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Wake up. Get up now.

Get up, get ready.

Wake up.

Organize the equipment, organize the weapons.

Medical unit!

Shaul, contact headquarters, tell them we are on our way.

Bring the stretcher in.

You, take the radio.

Everybody out.

We are going to fight.

Jina, Jina!

Soldier!

Soldiers!

Run, run!

THE VANISHING SOLDIER

Boby!

Boby!

Mom.

Mom?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Please!

Open up!

A funeral of a friend, from my unit.

Thanks.

Heavy artillery

was launched on Israel's central region

30 minutes ago.

Dozens of rockets,

Metropolitan Tel Aviv, the lowlands,

something like 100 rockets.

Siren!

Siren!

Run!

Ari, come here!

Give me this.

Shlomi, you really stink.

- Extenuating circumstances, no? - I guess so.

Look at you, fighter.

Look at you sous-chef.

I...

I thought we already said farewell.

I told you I'll be back before your flight.

- I didn't believe you. - You should.

What's up?

You're watching your back, right?

I'm watching your back.

You know...

Yes.

- Sure. - There's no other way.

When did you get back?

This morning.

This morning.

- For how long? - A few days.

I missed you.

Until when are you here?

For an eternity.

Then I'll come later?

After eternity we go to sleep.

Will you sleep with me?

Okay, Shlomi, get out of my kitchen.

So how is the water?

Really good, thank you.

No problem, it's a mitzvah.

Yes, and you know,

if we could do more, we would do more.

- Really... - Yes, Sir.

I salute you.

You are the heart of this country.

- How do you say "ame?" - Soul.

No, I mean "esprit."

Ah, the...

He says you are the spirit of this country.

Yes, spirit. You are the spirit of Jewish people

protecting a Jewish land.

Yes.

Thank you.

- Stop bothering him. - I just want a picture.

We can do it after.

Ah, okay, okay.

Can you keep our things, please?

Of course, yes.

- Thank you. - We're going to swim. -Yes.

- Enjoy. - We'll be quick.

If there's a siren,

you run to the VIP room,

it's our secure room, okay? Your table is on the left.

Enjoy.

Shiri said I should feed you.

Do you want our salad tray?

I think I'll go for the main courses.

Ah.

Okay, I'll just ask David if he approves,

but I don't think so, he's crazy.

It's all good, I'm paying.

Ah, okay.

Sure.

So our specials today,

we have grilled fish,

it comes with roasted potatoes

and a beurre blanc sauce.

We have lamb focaccia with tomato con fit.

I'll get that.

So...

- Grilled fish, beurre blanc and... - Okay.

And the tomato con fit.

Great, enjoy.

Just a second.

Can I get the pancakes with fig syrup?

- Today we have Shahar's cheese cake. - Ah.

Okay then, Shahar's cheese cake.

Sure thing.

And...

this is for you.

Come at eight and take me from here.

Can I have a pen?

Thanks.

I will come at eight.

That's seven more hours.

That means I've been waiting for you for seven hours and eighteen years.

I want you so much.

I'm thinking about that time at the catering.

About your lips.

About your neck.

About your ass. I want to eat it.

I want to marry your ass.

I want to marry you.

Excuse me.

Can you give this to Shiri?

Give this to Shiri.

- To Shiri? - Yes.

Thanks.

Your neck.

Your ass. I want to eat it.

- Hello. - Hi, hello.

Hello.

We need to go inside.

We have a problem, because there's a guy at the beach,

he stole the telephone of my husband. I looked at the application...

He took my iPhone. He run away.

Come, he's over there.

- But wait for me! - Faster! He's over there.

- Here he is! You stop! Pascal. - Wait!

Stop, you don't move.

- This is wrong. - Stop.

- Brothers! - What brothers?

Oh no.

- Brothers. - What brothers?

Not brothers. No, no, no...

Come back, you stop now!

You stop! I'm calling... Oh shit!

In Gaza, today they continued to bury Hamas members killed by the IDF.

Grandma.

The number of dead in the Gaza Strip is approaching 90, and 500 injured.

Grandma!

Grandma.

This is how the attack on Saja'ya looked without a break all night.

Grandma!

Fighting in range of meters.

Grandma!

Sshhh...

- Why through the window? - What?

Yoel, you're back.

Shlomi.

Come in.

I'm calling Dad a sec, okay?

- Your father? - Yes.

Your father left us all alone.

My dad is your son, Yoel.

Right.

Call.

- I'll get tea. - Okay.

"Operation in Gaza" This is a news bulletin,

a tragic incident in the Gaza Strip.

Or, are you with us?

Early this morning, a severe clash occurred here between IDF soldiers and militants.

The details are still being gathered, but it is already permissible to say

that militants attacked a house, occupied by IDF soldiers.

IDF spokesperson reports of several casualties.

There are no further details, but right now we can already say

that this is one of the most difficult days in Operation "Summer Clock".

That's enough,

there's too much pain in the world.

I was waiting for you.

I know.

Now,

go to the bedroom, sleep,

when you get up in the morning we'll see what we do next.

I'm good here, Grandma.

Come on, get up.

Get up.

Head on the pillow.

Head on the pillow.

Legs up.

Shlomi.

Shlomi, phone.

Shlomi, it's for you.

You have a phone call,

she says her name is Rachel. Get up.

Hey, Mom.

Yeah, I'm visiting Grandma.

Yes, I have a few days leave.

Where are you?

What?

Okay.

Okay, I'm coming, I won't tell her.

Bye.

Did something happen to Yoel?

No.

Ah.

Please tell him to call me.

- I will. - Yes?

Grandma, I have to go now, okay?

- Alright. - I'll be back this evening.

Alright, I'll turn on the water heater.

Yoel Aharonov.

19.

You told them your old man dropped dead so they let you out?

What is this, Dad?

I'm just fine.

Yeah?

How about you?

I'm good. What...

Yeah?

What's with the costume?

Nothing, I changed.

Did you spill something on yourself?

- Yes, it's... - My love.

- Hi. - Mom.

Hello.

Did we worry you?

Of course. Can you tell me what happened?

You tell me, we couldn't reach you on the phone.

We can never reach you.

- You never charge your phone. - Dad, I was in an ambush,

- you know what that means? - What's with these clothes?

Fine, now you're here

dressed like a faggot and your phone's still off.

I gather you were home, you changed clothes.

No, they're from a buddy in my platoon.

Dude... in the platoon. Some infantry soldier...

Okay, one more,

- you wanna tell me what happened? - It's alright.

Just tell him what happened.

A rocket came down on the falafel joint.

- You were there? - No, he wasn't there,

- he was on the next street. - I was at the falafel joint.

But not when the rocket hit, by then you were in the car.

What happened?

Dad was in the car, he panicked and...

he got another heart attack. Since then we've been here.

I'm officially a victim of terrorism.

It's a status symbol.

- Then why are you here? - Hey, hey, hey.

- I missed you. - Me too.

Another rocket!

Check the news.

Dad, can you throw away the cigarette?

Everyone's sick here anyway.

Are they treating you well? Your commanders are not fooling around?

They're fine.

Your uncle lost a leg with "they're fine".

It looks awful on TV.

- Especially yesterday. - Don't worry, we're beating them.

They brought it on themselves.

Not exactly.

Tell them I'm sleeping.

- I am not here. - Hello.

Yes.

Yes, this is Rachel Aharonov.

Who?

No, we're not home.

We're at a hospital in Tel Aviv.

What...

What...

What do you want to talk about?

Can you tell me what is this about?

Rachel, who is it?

We're at the cafeteria.

Who is it?

Yes.

Can't you tell me what is this about?

Alright. Yes.

We'll wait in the cafeteria.

Thank you.

Who was that?

- The insurance company. - And?

- They... - What do they want?

They want us to fill out forms, start the process.

Why should they care

if I'm at home or in their mother's cunt?

I don't know, it's some bureaucracy thing.

Let's go to the room.

Throw away the cigarette.

I don't know what the policy says.

Let's go to the room, Yoel.

Do you have the policy?

Shlomi, is everything alright?

Why, who was that?

From the army, they want to talk to me and Dad.

Who?

Ron, he said he's an officer at the headquarters.

Did you say I'm here?

I said nothing.

He was at the house looking for me and Dad

and they want to come here, to talk to us.

What did he say?

Nothing, he said it's not for the phone.

- What happened? - So what did you say?

Nothing, he's on his way here.

- Rachel. - What?

- Rachel. - What? What?

- Did I take the Waxesaben? - The what?

- The Waxesaben. - Yes, of course.

Sure.

- Really? - Of course.

I don't remember.

Yoel, calm down, okay?

Do me a favor, relax.

- Talk to me. - I'm sorry, Mom.

What do they want?

I ran away this morning.

What?

You have to help me.

How can I help you? I don't understand.

- You have to help me. - I can't! -Sshhh...

- Hold on. Sshhh... - Give me a second.

- Be quiet. - Leave me alone.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom.

Can you tell me "I ran away" means? Can you?

I got up and left,

- I... - You left?

You're going straight to the army jail.

They don't know where I am, but listen...

If Dad hears this

- he'll get another heart attack! - He doesn't have to know.

What are you doing?!

What are you doing?

Dad doesn't have to know.

- Okay? - And he won't know.

Let's calm down.

Mom, get over here!

Shlomi, it's okay to be afraid.

I'm not afraid.

- You're afraid and it's okay. - I'm not afraid.

Then why did you do it?

I wanted to see Shiri, okay?

- She's leaving Israel in two weeks. - Who's Shiri?

She worked with me at the restaurant when I lived with Grandma.

I can't do this now,

- I just can't! - I beg you,

don't tell them anything, just say you haven't seen me.

- The robbers again? - Mom.

It's Yael Pinko, she's on her way with a cake.

You told Yael Pinko I'm here?

What can I do? Nili told her.

- You can't hide this, Yoel. - Are you nuts?

Go up to the room, Shlomi and I will talk to her.

Poor thing, first the Hamas, then Yael Pinko.

Go up to the room, you have to rest.

My condolences.

Get over here.

- Listen, hey, look at me, hey. - What?

I'll protect you.

You have to leave now, you hear me?

- You have to go. - Yes.

- They're on their way. - Yes.

- Don't worry. - Listen...

Don't tell them anything.

- I won't. - Okay.

I want you to tell me everything.

- You'll tell me who Shiri is. - I will.

- Shiri... - You'll tell me who Shiri is.

- Now you have to go. - Okay.

- Go, sweetheart. - I'm going.

I love you.

- I love you. - Okay.

Go.

- Don't say anything. - Go already!

- Hello. Mrs. Aharonov? - Yes.

- Hello, I'm Shai. - Rachel.

Can you come outside with me for a few minutes?

Hi.

Can I help you?

Are you looking for a gift for a little brother or sister?

No, thanks.

Okay.

Over here, to the right.

There was an incident last night.

- Okay. - A serious incident.

And...

Shlomi took part in it.

We're still gathering the details, but...

it doesn't look good right now.

Okay.

What are you trying to say?

Are you saying that my son is dead?

Nothing is clear-cut at this moment.

He must have been kidnapped and...

worst case scenario, he didn't survive.

He's not dead.

- I know he's not dead. - We all hope he isn't.

But in the battle fog it seems there was a kidnapping attempt.

An attempt that succeeded.

At 05:41 we got the initial information that he's missing.

Shlomi isn't dead.

Mrs. Aharonov, I can empathize

and we'll be with you from this moment on.

My son is responsible, he's strong,

he's loyal, he can function under pressure

and he's not dead.

- When can we talk to his father, Yoel? - No, don't.

The stress will be too much for him.

I was informed he had surgery. But we must update him.

- Best he hears it from an authorized source. - No, no, no.

He won't hear it at all.

Look, Mrs. Aharonov, this is an incident that we can't hide.

The Americans have been informed. The Egyptian representative is on his way,

this won't get past the media.

Then tell the representative to go back,

my Shlomi is fine.

Rachel, I see you.

What do you see?

I see a mother standing before the worst of all,

but you're not standing alone, we're with you.

Can I have some water?

Get her a glass of water.

I repeat, Mrs. Aharonov,

there is no "worst of all" right now,

he's missing, maybe he'll be released soon.

Amen.

The assessments aren't clear-cut.

We found his helmet, that's bad,

but the good thing is, there's no blood.

Shlomi didn't bleed out from his brain.

I...

I know nothing happened to him.

Nothing happened to him.

Look me in the eye and believe me.

Nothing happened to him.

Can I hug you?

No, I need some air. Excuse me.

Okay, I'm going back to HQ,

Ron will stay with you in case something comes up.

When will you know?

It's like fishing,

everyone's throwing rods.

Mossad, Intelligence, GSS. Everyone.

- We'll catch something soon. - I have to...

go to the bathroom. Excuse me.

What did they say?

- Mom, what happened? - Hold on.

They said there was an incident last night.

- Okay. - That you...

took part in it.

And...

right now you're missing.

- I'm what? - You're missing.

You're missing, they can't find you.

What did you say?

- Nothing. - What about Dad?

I told them he's anxious, that he's still in danger

and that they mustn't tell him.

Okay.

- There's nothing we can do now. - Be quiet.

Hello.

Don't worry.

Don't.

- Listen... - Mom, don't.

Shlomi, for me and your dad, please go out there,

you hear me?

Look at me.

Please go out there,

say you're sorry and that you're going back.

- It's too late for that. - No, it's not.

- They won't forgive... - It's not too late.

They will forgive you,

I'll talk to them.

You'll just make it worse, Mom.

He said they could be looking for a different soldier,

it's one big mess.

So maybe it's not even me.

- The army always makes these mistakes. - No, no.

- Yes. - No.

- Sshhh... be quiet. - Wait.

What do they know?

- Mom. - I can't do this.

Mom, what do they know?

- Shlomi, you're going to... - What do they know?

- Be quiet. - Tell me what they said.

Be quiet, keep it down.

Take the keys to Dad's van

and get back there.

You hear me?

Go to the base,

park the van... Hey, hey.

- Look at me. - Stop.

Look at me!

You go to the area of the border,

you park the van,

you walk in and tell them

that they left you behind, that they forgot you.

So I'll be a hero, huh?

No, but not a disgrace either.

I don't have my uniform or my rifle, Mom.

Where are they?

All over the place.

Go home,

Dad's reserve uniform is in the closet,

put it on,

say you lost your rifle.

Shlomi,

you say you lost your rifle,

- just go and put an end to this. - You can't lose your rifle.

You can't lose people, Shlomi.

Get up.

Take the keys.

Take my phone.

Take the keys.

Get up, Shlomi.

- I can't. - Come on, sweetheart.

- I can't. - Come on, sweetheart.

Do you realize what you did?

Do you?

Get up.

Come on, get up.

Get up, son.

Take my phone,

Take the keys,

the van's in...

in...

lot number 178.

- So, are we getting married today? - You read the note?

Everyone.

Beer.

"Goldstar".

Bottle.

You can sit down.

Bro, give me another drink.

You see that? They drove over an explosive,

five soldiers.

I can't hear you.

They drove over an explosive, five guys your age.

Give me chasers.

Motherfuckers.

Fuckin' Arabs.

In my office, horror stories since noontime.

- What about? - Another Gilad Shalit, that's all we need.

All we need...

Which unit was it?

Do they know anything?

Three soldiers were kidnapped,

and have probably been slaughtered.

- My sister's son is there. - Call her.

- What for? - Maybe he knows something.

It'll just freak her out even more.

Call her.

I'm checking.

Amos is an officer over there.

His buddy...

- He's an officer. - Forget the Arabs, okay?

How can the commanders

let this happen? Where's their responsibility?

- What do you want? - They send them to fight with their hands tied.

Okay, guys,

a combat soldier was kidnapped

- it's not your nephew's unit. - Who kidnapped him?

They don't know, they're gathering information.

They don't know details.

But it's a Golani combat soldier.

We're more stupid than the Arabs.

They don't miss an opportunity to miss opportunity.

I prefer their mother crying over my mother crying.

Nothing on WhatsApp?

Let's go, let's go...

Let's go down, it's safer.

It's over.

Let's get outta here.

You don't have to go to Canada.

Oh yeah?

I mean it, stay here.

What?

I'm not kidding.

I have it all worked out.

Who needs university now?

And what's Canada got to offer? Maple syrup. Listen,

you have this insane talent, Shiri.

- We should open a restaurant together. - Where do we get the money?

Okay, so not a restaurant, a stall in the market,

maybe just pancakes.

You make the best pancakes in town.

Listen,

I'm telling you.

What about the money?

I'll get us investors.

You know it doesn't work that way.

Listen, one day my grandma will die,

she'll leave me the apartment

and we can live in it.

Okay, where do we live until then?

We'll work and live like this whole stinkin' city.

Shlomi, I won't have anyone here.

You'll have me.

- You know what I mean. - I know.

You'll have me.

When you close your eyes, do you really want to stay here?

In the van?

In Israel.

If I'll close my eyes we'll have an accident.

I'm holding.

I want to be with you.

Shlomi, you're so popular...

Yeah, my mom's looking for me.

Don't you want to answer her?

I can't talk.

No, I'm still on my way.

Trust me.

Mom, trust me.

Tell him I'm back on base and they took our phones.

Listen mom,

it's all good, I got this.

Just go to sleep. Don't worry.

Hold on a sec.

- What's that? - A watermelon.

For your sister.

Bombs weighing a ton hit Gaza by the Air Force

and this happening 200 meters from Israeli soldiers.

This bombing is very dangerous for the soldiers there.

Today there were already three activities of the special forces.

The alertness here is no less than superior.

That may mean that the defense establishment knows something.

- It could be a sign. - Yes, we're waiting...

I understand we're waiting

for the prime minister and defense minister

but a few more details about this dramatic incident, few kilometers from us.

What's up?

Shlomi, take it easy.

You're right.

It's so weird that everything's packed.

Yeah.

I remember this couch.

I know what you're thinking, but I was crazy high.

Right.

It was Ben's stash.

How's my dad's pasta?

Without taste.

So gimme some.

Mr. Prime Minister.

Citizens of Israel,

we're in the midst of a major campaign,

the IDF has been attacking

hundreds of terrorism targets

of Hamas and the Islamic Jihad in Gaza...

- You want me to turn it up? - No.

We killed dozens of terrorists...

It must have been a nightmare for you.

I can't even imagine.

It's scariest when you get used to it.

Then leave.

I was serious, Shiri,

You don't have to go to Canada.

I know...

You won't say things like that if you're not serious.

So what do you say?

You smell of salt.

And you smell of sweat.

- What?! - A little.

I just...

You can't say that!

- Why not? - Because.

You can't say that.

But you do.

Oh yeah?

Shlomi,

you got strong in the army, huh?

Shiri.

Fuck.

Shiri, come here!

Shiri!

Good evening, this is a news bulletin after the IDF spokesperson's announcement

on the harsh results of this morning's incident.

We can now report that two soldiers were killed in the terrorist attack,

a third was kidnapped.

A kidnapped soldier, undoubtedly an IDF doomsday scenario,

surely in the Gaza Strip.

A kidnapped soldier in Gaza, the implications are dramatic.

We all remember the high price that Israel paid in similar cases,

where it was forced to release

hundreds, if not thousands, of imprisoned terrorists.

IDF will do everything, absolutely everything,

to prevent such scenarios.

It is important to understand that the coming hours are critical,

during which IDF will try to thwart any possibility

of the captors smuggling the soldier out of Gaza

or bringing him into one of their tunnels.

That is why we witnessed more than an hour of intense bombardment,

perhaps an unprecedented one in the region.

The skies here are ablaze, and the ground is shaking.

The primary effort is primarily focused on bringing the missing soldier back home.

I hope that in the coming hours,

there will be intelligence updates regarding his condition.

Currently, conflicting reports are emerging,

some stating that he is alive,

while others claim that he is dead.

The IDF's recommendation is for a broad operation.

- Hi. - Hi, Shlomi.

What's going on?

Everything's fine.

Anna is going to sleep now.

Yes, I know.

I came to say to little, sweet Anna,

goodnight, Anna.

She won't go to sleep that way.

Shlomi...

Shiri, I'm in trouble.

- Why are you in trouble? - What do you mean?

It's too complicated to explain.

Maybe he slipped on a banana peel?

Maybe he tied himself to too many balloons

and they lifted him up in the air?

Okay, I'll tell Shlomi to leave and let us go to sleep.

What?

Shiri, it's serious.

What?

I ran away from the army, now they're looking for me.

But why?

Shlomi, she knows English.

Wait till I get her to sleep.

Hold on a sec.

Anna, look at this, okay?

Shlomi.

Talk to me.

Okay.

Anna,

check this out.

- A man running. - Yes! Very good!

And one last one before you go to sleep.

Shlomi...

Here I am.

What's this?

Stop it.

Let's tell Shlomi to wait in the living room, it'll be alright.

Are you scared, Shlomi?

A little.

- It will be alright. - Of course.

Shlomi, wait for me in the living room.

We'll work it out, I promise.

Another update.

The chief of staff has arrived at the command center,

he's assessing the situation in an attempt to decide

if special units will go in or others,

what approach to apply to locate the soldier.

- Hey! - Stop now! -You come out!

I'm not moving! No, no, no, no. I'm not moving.

No! No!

It's not nice.

It's not nice.

- Watch out. - What's going on?!

- What happened? - You go out!

- You got out! - Hey, what is this?

It's a shame on you!

I don't know you!

You stop!

You stop now, we call the police!

It's not good.

Stop him.

Give me that!

Hey! Hey!

You stop. You give the shirt. Take off the shirt.

- The shirt! - Police!

Police!

This is bad.

Not very nice!

- Shame on you! - Take your shirt off!

You give the shirt!

We give you our money, we give you everything!

Give me the shirt of my husband!

Thief!

You forgot me.

You left me behind.

You can't lose people and you...

You forgot me.

You forgot me.

You left me and abandoned me.

Hey!

Stop! (Arabic)

Stop!

No! Don't shoot!

Hey, don't shoot!

- Don't shoot! - Stop!

I'm Shlomi Aharonov!

I'm Shlomi Aharonov!

Don't shoot.

How did you survive? What happened there?

I hid all day behind a leaking mattress

under the bed.

It's my son.

And throughout the day I just stayed there, didn't know who was left in this house.

It's Shlomi.

And what dangers were around me

but I just remembered where the border of Israel is.

It's Shlomi.

And in the middle of the night I left there and started running like crazy.

What did you think all this time?

I had only one thought in my head that I would see my mother again

and I would see my father,

they are very dear to me.

And I thought about Shiri.

Shiri, Shiri...

I said, one more light,

one more light at the back of the house.

Lift it up a bit.

We're outside the home of the soldier's family.

Based on preliminary estimates he was kidnapped at dawn.

We are unauthorized to release more details.

What can we say?

That the soldier is missing,

a combat soldier is missing.

Get out of the car.

Get out of the car!

Don't shoot.

- Move! - Don't shoot!

- Don't shoot, don't shoot! - Hamas! Hamas!

Hamas!

Dude.

Whoa!

Dude, are you alright?

Let me help you up.

What's your name?

Wait, where are you going?

What the fuck?

Hello.

Dude!

Yes.

Hi, it's Shlomi, I was here earlier.

Is Shiri home?

She's not home.

Where is she?

She left.

Shiri!

Shiri!

Shiri!

Shiri!

Shiri!

Northern Gaza is in ruins

after IDF's massive bombing in the last hours.

From the air, sea and land.

160 targets were bombed in less than an hour

in north and east Gaza,

including the tunnels built by Hamas.

And any suspected building.

The extensive attacks by the IDF

are in response to the kidnapping of a combat soldier

whose name we can now release.

The soldier's name is Shlomi Aharonov from Sde Uziya.

18 years old combat soldier.

Gaza locals say this is the most massive assault

in Gaza in many years.

The IDF continues the attacks, Gaza reports 72 dead

including 12 children.

In the pictures circulating in the past hour,

there are distressing scenes of injuries and calls for revenge.

Shifa Hospital has issued an urgent appeal for blood donations,

and a spokesperson for Hamas is calling

for international intervention to cease the firing.

I forgot my wallet.

Take it, on me.

It's me,

the soldier.

Goodnight, bro.

You cock sucker.

Wait!

Soldier.

Soldier, can you hear me?

What's your name?

He is bleeding.

Open his shirt.

Check the name on his army tag.