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There, there...

Hush...

Are you hungry?

Hush now.
Daddy will prepare your bottle.

Hush, let's prepare your bottle.

What?

Hush...

[ARABIC]
[Bashar!]

[Dad.]

[What are you doing here?]

[What are you doing here?]

[You'll get us all in trouble!]

Shira? Shira?

- What is it?
- Take her and shut the door. Infiltration.

Stay indoors! Stay indoors!

Elhai, Elhai, look.

It's not the same kid
you coached, huh?

He'd never do it, I tell you.

Still, he infiltrates a settlement
with a knife, posts:

"Reckon not thou those slain in the way
of God to be dead" and all that crap,

has the entire area on high alert,
and disappears.

It's all a show, like I said.

So tell the army,
"Drop it, it's just a show."

He's the son of a Hamas activist.
You know who Jihad Hamdan is.

I've been coaching him for six months.
He's a kid, not a Shahid.

- We drove him to do this. I did.
- Get real, Doron,

you didn't put a knife in his hand.
What's it got to do with you?

I'm serious, it's not on you,
get it outta your head.

[- That's mine!]
[- Hayfa, stand back.]

[Be quiet and let them do their job.]

[- Enough, Hayfa!]
[- Um Bashar, let's go.]

Hey.

Avihai, don't shut me out.
I know that face.

They'll kick me out for sure.

Then you'll be at home more.
That's not so bad, is it?

You can finish building the deck,
the roof needs fixing,

Libby and Guy
need a full-time driver, right?

It'll be all right.

I trust Eli and Gabi
and the unit and you.

It'll be all right.

Excuse me.

- Let me talk to them.
- Doron, they just got here.

- Let me do my job.
- I was like family to her.

If she knows anything,
she'll tell me.

- I'll go in with you.
- All right.

[Where's the key?]

[I apologize.]

[Um Bashar, I'm sorry
we dragged you down here.]

[- I promise this won't take long.]
[- I have one son and you killed him.]

[He's not dead and he won't die,
I promise.]

[- But if you know something...]
[- Shut up and listen to me for once!]

[My husband was in prison
for 20 years. 20 years!]

[When he was released, he put
the hatred and violence behind him.]

[My son is a good kid, always kept away
from trouble. And where are they now?]

[Why? Why?]

[Bashar loved you,
thought you were his friend.]

[Why did you lie to him?!
What for?!]

[I beg of you,
I don't know who you really are,]

[but please don't let them kill him.
Please!]

[We'll do everything we can,
but you must help us.]

[Last night Jihad spoke with Nasser
and then left.]

[I asked him: "Where to?"]

[But he said nothing,
didn't even look me in the eye.]

HEBRON

["Indeed, We have sent you with the truth
as a bearer of good news and as a warner.]

[You shall not be called upon to answer
for the companions of the flaming fire.]

[Never will the Jews or the Christians
be satisfied with thee

[unless thou follow
their form of religion."]

[Almighty God was right.]

[- May God have mercy on him.]
[- Thank you.]

[- May you never know sorrow.]
[- Bless you.]

[- Sit down.]
[- Thank you.]

[Abu Jihad,
get him some water, please.]

[Abu Fauzi, I swear to God,
I treated your brother with respect.]

[If it were anyone else, I wouldn't
have even bothered talking to him.]

[I know, Abu Mohammed.]

[- My brother and I realize that.]
[- I spoke to him as brother to brother.]

[Father to father.]

[- I know.]
[- But he doesn't want to listen.]

[No, on the contrary.]

[My brother and I understand the situation,
but things have gotten out of hand.]

[Listen, Abu Fauzi, Bashar is just a kid,
he's not responsible for his decisions.]

[You're right.]

[- But listen...]
[- He can't escape his due punishment.]

[He can't hide.]

[Is that clear?]

[- Yes.]
[- Good.]

[Perfectly clear, Abu Mohammed.]

[He cost me my son Fauzi.]

[- You think I can put it past me?]
[- Hush...]

[Abu Fauzi, you understand me, right?]

[Bring me the boy
so we can end this.]

[Sure thing, Abu Mohammed.]

[Safaa. Safaa!]

[- Who are you?]
[- Bashar's friend. Know where he is?]

[- No, we're not in touch.]
[- I know he was here last night.]

[He was, but I'd been warned
not to talk to him.]

[Did you know he planned
to carry out an attack when he left?]

[Luckily, nobody got hurt. You must
help me find him before the IDF does]

[or Hamas.
They're after him as well.]

You think I don't know who you are?
Back off!

[- Did he call you today?]
[- Go away!]

[Help me out here.
I'm trying to save him.]

[He'd rather die
than get help from you.]

It's outta my hands now.
He's no longer a collaborator,

- he's a terrorist now, I'm sorry.
- Just tell me, can you locate him or not?

No, he went off the grid
and is acting like a wanted person.

Besides, I'm sure you understand
he's not our top priority right now.

- Got it, thanks a lot.
- If he calls anyone, it'll show up.

- That's all I can do.
- Got it, thanks a lot!

For fuck's sake...

I spoke to the investigators.
Don't mind the young one, okay?

He'll try to come at you, but Bentzi
is the chief. I know him, he's cool.

Just tell it like it was,
exactly what happened,

and don't take any blame.
Is that clear?

Avihai?

Is that clear?

We're all 100% behind you.
Just tell them what they wanna hear

and they'll be outta here.
Got it?

All right, then.

[Where are we?]

[We're safe here.]

[Dad...]

[I'm so sorry about all this.]

[I didn't know what else to do.]

[Nobody believed me.]

[Not even you.]

[So you figured the answer is to kill Jews
and have them kill you?]

[What good would that do?]

[It would just finish us.]

[You'd have done the same.]

[Admit it.]

[In fact, that's what you did.]

[I didn't let the Shin Bet
into our home.]

[He coached me, Dad, don't you get it?
He coached me.]

[I had nobody else but him!]

[Were you there?]

[- No, you weren't.]
[- He coached you?]

[It's all lies, son.
That bastard used you.]

[Dad.]

[You told Uncle Nasser
that we were here?!]

[Why'd you let him come here?!]

[- He'll kill me in revenge for Fauzi!]
[- Relax, Bashar, he's your uncle!]

[- How are you?]
[- All right.]

[- How are you two holding up?]
[- We're okay.]

[Bashar is over there.]

[I'll carry out the attack.]

[- Let's talk in privacy.]
[- Come here.]

[We have no choice
but to kill the Jew.]

[No, brother.
I can't, I don't want to, Nasser.]

[Listen, my son is dead,
I have nothing to lose.]

[- All right.]
[- All right.]

[Here, you keep this.]

[Stay safe, you and Bashar.]

[Don't worry, brother.
I'll keep in touch.]

[Bashar!]

[Bashar!]

[Bashar!]

[- Leave me alone!]
[- They'll see us!]

[- Are you nuts?!]
[- What are you two up to? Don't lie!]

[Why are you acting like a child?!]

[Come with me.]

[Come with me!]

At this stage, the fighters
are already inside the building.

- Sagi Tzur and Doron Kabilio.
- They'd just broken inside.

- Before or after the shooting?
- A second later.

I could see them
on the south-end balcony.

But there was no shooting
from that location.

Our forces weren't supposed
to be in that location, either.

Why didn't you ask
for clearance to shoot?

Why?

My team was on the ground.
I spotted a threat, likely a sniper.

At that point,
I had one second to react

while considering the range,
progression, wind speed, aim,

exhale, fire a bullet
and hit the target.

- A single second.
- All right, let me ask you this:

May 2009.
The incident in Nablus.

You shot a Palestinian bystander

- who held a toy gun.
- Correct.

Two years later,
March 2011 in Hebron,

- the window above a grocery store.
- Bakery.

- Excuse me?
- She opened a window above a bakery.

Six months later,
do you remember

- the incident in Silwad, where a boy...
- I remember them all.

- Wanna know what he wore?
- Don't you feel there's a problem here?

What do you people think we do?

These aren't simulations
at a training base.

Do you know what it's like having
a hundred people try to kill your team?

A hundred people,
all in civilian clothing.

It's not a battlefield,
it's a nightmare.

My team depends on me.

They know I'm up there
protecting them,

and that means responding fast.

What if you make a mistake?

I've made plenty

and I carry them with me for life.

All right, let's start over.

How long has he been in there?

Dude, they're really grilling him.

Well?

- How'd it go?
- Those fuckers kicked his ass.

Can I get you anything, Avihai?

Get him a towel,
we're gonna hit the showers.

- What did you tell them?
- Get off his case, Eli.

- Only the truth, Eli.
- The truth?!

They asked for activity reports
from 11 years ago!

They're talking psychological evaluation!
Suddenly you're a talker?!

- God damn it!
- Give him a break, Eli!

He's just freaking out, bro.
I'll talk to him.

[Easy now, don't rush.]

[My God, I can't believe
I'm standing up.]

[How do you know Arabic?]

[My dad is from Lebanon]

[and my mom is from Egypt.
They met halfway.]

[- Where are you from?]
[- Ras al-Amud.]

[- Really? What family?]
[- The Abed Rabu family.]

[- You know them?]
[- Of course. Abed Rabu is a big family.]

[- You've got relatives in Jordan, right?]
[- How do you know all that?]

[I work at the municipality,
I know everybody.]

[At the municipality?
I was told you'd been shot.]

[Who shoots a municipal worker?]

[If you need anything from the Ministry
of Interior or from Social Security,]

[- I've got connections.]
[- Thanks, Gabi.]

[- Enough.]
[- No, just a little more.]

[- Enough, buddy.]
[- A little more.]

[Damn you...]

- Another night at the Hilton?
- Yeah, bro.

I got you shampoo,
toothpaste and a towel.

- You're the best, thanks, bro.
- I've become a chambermaid.

- What is it?
- This fucking inquiry.

Avihai dug himself into a huge hole.

- He loves punishing himself. Loves it.
- He's fucked up.

Anyway, Hila is here,
going over our databases,

- so don't walk around in your undies.
- Don't worry.

Guess I'll get going, bro.

Tell me if you need
anything else, okay?

- Thanks for the stuff, bro.
- You bet.

- Love you, man.
- Me, too.

- Drive safely, don't fall asleep driving.
- Okay.

Hey.

- Working overtime?
- Nope, I'm here for fun.

What are you doing here
this late?

Well... I live here.

- Seriously?
- It's temporary.

If you're here to ask about Bashar...

there is no news.
He must've realized his phone is tapped.

- What about Hani?
- Nothing.

That sociopath knows
how to dodge the drones,

he's never outside
for more than a minute.

But we won't lose hope, right?

We'll find him.

Guess I'll head back.
Good night.

Wanna grab a drink?

Are you asking me out?

Go ahead, flatter yourself.

Back then, every Hamas commander
had a three-story house,

an armory in his basement,
HQ in the mezzanine,

bedrooms on the top floor.

Hani had a mansion like that.
The most beautiful estate in Jabalya.

Up until 2008,
the IDF didn't bomb their houses,

but the policy changed
during Operation Cast Lead.

During Operation Protective Edge,
I was an avid young Desk operator,

and Hani Al Jabari
was my number one target.

He was responsible
for the deaths of dozens of Israelis.

He'd callously fire rockets on preschools.
We called him "the angel of death."

Suddenly I am informed that if there's
intel that he's home, we bomb it.

On August 7th, my source informs me
that Hani is at home.

His two wives,

five children, ages five to 15,

a few bodyguards, relatives
and Hani.

I call the Head of Desk
who calls the operations room

who calls the Defense Minister
who calls me and asks: "Is it confirmed?"

And I suddenly realize they're
actually about to bomb the house

with all the women, children
and grandmas inside.

And he wasn't there.

Seven family members
died on the spot

while Hani survived.

We then found out he had
an escape tunnel beneath the house.

Two months later,
a wave of horrors hits us:

terrorist attacks, fatalities,
all Hani's work.

I attended all the funerals.

Didn't miss a single one.

Even if you had finished him off,
another one would've taken his place.

- They always do.
- Thing is, you keep thinking,

maybe this time it'll end it.

Maybe this specific piece of shit
is irreplaceable.

BASHAR

It's Bashar.

[Where are you? Why'd you enter
the settlement? Are you nuts?]

[Because of you, you bastard!
What choice did I have?!]

[- Listen, Bashar, tell me where you are.]
[- You listen.]

[Hani Al Jabari is here in the West Bank.
My dad and uncle]

[- want to send me to him.]
[- We won't let them do that, Bashar.]

[My dad and uncle met
and set it up.]

[My dad says it's for making peace,
but I'm sure Hani will kill me.]

[- Where are you meeting?]
[- In Al-Aroub.]

[- His men will pick me up there.]
[- Where exactly?]

[Doron, promise me
you won't hurt my dad.]

[I promise. Where in Al Aroub?]

[On Al-Amin Street.]

[Tomorrow morning at eleven o'clock.]

[We'll be there. Nobody will hurt you,
you have my word.]

[Come alone, okay?
Don't send soldiers.]

[Doron, if there's any shooting,
they'll kill me.]

[Bashar, buddy,
don't worry, we'll get you outta this.]

[Bashar?]

[- Bashar, did you hear me?]
[- Yes.]

[My battery's dying,
I've gotta hang up.]

[Everything okay, Bashar?]

[Everything's fine.]

- So?
- So we enter Al-Aroub and extract him.

- Doron, I think it's a trap.
- It's not, I know him.

Like hell you know him.
As if he's never surprised you.

He asked for my help.
I promised I'd be there.

- And?
- When Hani's men arrive, we arrest them.

If we arrest them, we fail.
Hani will have a lookout.

He'll know if we catch his men,
and even if they give us his location,

- he'll have escaped before we get him.
- What do you suggest?

We know Bashar's location.

Doron can meet him before they
pick him up, stick a GPS on him,

they'll arrive at Hani's,
and we'll have his location.

- And then what?
- And then we take them down.

Are you out of your mind?!

Gabi, think about it.

Hani Al Jabari, Head of Hamas'
military wing, is on our turf.

We'll never have
another opportunity like that.

- You'd kill Bashar?!
- She's right, bro.

- How so?
- We can't blow this.

I promised I'd help him.
What do I tell him now?!

- That I changed my mind?!
- You tell him nothing this time.

Doron, if Hani stays active,
it would mean more bloodshed.

He won't stop.
We have no choice.

What's wrong with all of you?!

Approved.

Now beat it.

Doron...

[I'm sorry we've come to this.]

[So am I.]

[We have no other choice, you know.]

[It's the only way for you
to end this ordeal and be off the hook.]

[I know.]

[May God be with you, brother.]

AL-AROUB REFUGEE CAMP
NORTH OF HEBRON

[I'm ready.]

[Ready.]

[Ready.]

Bashar thinks that Doron came alone,
so nobody move without clearance.

Once he's got the GPS on, our drone
will follow him straight to Hani.

- Do you copy?
- I copy.

- We got a cell phone signal.
- Bring it up.

Listen up. Bashar is approaching
an alleyway from the east.

He's a minute away, Doron.

- Zoom in.
- I can't ID him.

Steve, Sagi, get a visual,
we need an ID.

Sagi, got a visual?

[- I see him.]
- 30 seconds away from you.

[He's moving away.]

Damn it,
it's not him, it's not him.

Eli, it's not Bashar.

[- Nasser, where's Bashar?]
[- Damn it!]

[Nasser, where's Bashar?]

[You've let Bashar down.
I'm here to end this.]

[Hey, hey, Nasser, easy now.]

Eli, clear everyone,
he's wearing an explosive belt.

Move everyone away.

[Explosive belt! Explosive belt!]

[- Everything's okay.]
[- Get them outta here!]

[- Listen to me...]
[- Get them outta here!]

- Sagi, get outta here!
- Eli, I'm taking him down!

Steve, go away
and move everyone away!

[Listen, listen, look at me.]

[I'm your friend,
you know I am.]

[You're not my friend,
you killed my son.]

[I'm sorry.]

[I'm sorry.]

[Sorry?]

[Too late... "Abu Fadi."]

Sagi, Sagi!

What happened?
What's going on?! Steve!

Can anyone tell me
what happened?!

Doron, do you copy?

Is everyone okay?

Nasser is dead.
We need a bomb disposal.

[What is it?]

[- We can't stay here, son.]
[- Why not?]

[- Get up, son, let's go.]
[- Dad, what is it?]

[Where to, Dad? What is it?]

[Your Uncle Nasser...]

[Abu Fadi is still alive.]

[They'll look for us here.]

[Let's go, son.]

[Dad, where to?]

[- Drive to Hebron.]
[- Why Hebron?]

[Did you and Uncle Nasser
decide what we do next?]

[It doesn't matter now.
I know some people in Hebron.]

[But Nasser failed. If we return
to Hebron, Hani will look for us there.]

[- Dad, I'm asking, is there a plan?]
[- Enough, Bashar! Enough!]

[Pull over, I want to stop and think.]

[Dad, Dad.]

[Dad.]

- Let's go that way.
- Cool, we'll go down that path.

Just don't fall again.

Help me out here.

Let's go.

Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel