Original subtitles

The plot of this series is purely fictional

Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental

How's it going, Sever? How's life treating you?

Give me a second.

Pull over.

I said, pull over.

Get out.

-Sir? -I need some privacy, okay?

Go, no arguments.

Kadosh, it's so good to hear you.

It isn't mutual.

-I understand why you're angry. -You do? Really?

We have a tricky situation on our hands.

It's not tricky at all.

Kadosh, you must understand,

I must keep up appearances, so no one starts asking questions.

You know what it took to come from Raqqa

to clean up your stinkin' mess?

Kadosh, one trainee, a kid, is already dead.

He shouldn't have been there, Sever.

His blood is on your hands.

All the others are on me, so you can rest easy.

Kadosh, I'm not going to sacrifice another four agents

and a few Israeli civilians who got caught in the mix

-without looking into the alternatives. -You're out of alternatives.

Kadosh, we don't have to kill them, there must be another solution.

You know Yona.

Based on his profile, we can talk to the guy, he'll understand.

No one will understand, you ass!

We can try, we have nothing to lose.

You know, where I come from...

they toss people like you off the roof, if you know what I mean.

You sacrificed so much, I can't argue with that,

but I swear your sacrifice won't be--

We have less than a month to zero hour,

less than one month.

There's no turning back after what I did. After what I did.

If our joint project fails,

you'll fall too, Sever, -I'll make sure of that. -Cut the threats,

-I'm invested in this just like you. - Allow me to disagree.

Kadosh, if anyone is endangering the operation, it's you.

What if something happens to you?

Why would anything happen to me?

Because this can't depend only on you.

We don't have a backup plan, no means of communicating with the target.

Sever, listen to me good, you're not getting this one.

- 13 Reshet is proud to present -

Oh... here are my wardens.

We disturbed your concert?

We're not your wardens, idiot.

The heroes that saved my life then.

A little alertness wouldn't hurt, Tchaikovsky.

Almost.

Rachmaninov, piano concerto no. 3.

You know me, if there's anything I hate about our job it's the boredom.

-Waiting, observing, watching. -And that's why you took the job?

At Atlas? Yes.

-And the money's not bad either. -But not enough.

Had you bought the version of esteemed Chief Dan Sever,

-I wouldn't be here today. -We came to hear your version.

And I thought you missed me.

-We should have let them kill him. -It's not too late.

Kill me, Avigail?

The father of your child who you deem so important he see

that you gave him a password that was a Trojan horse?

-Are you angry? -That was a dirty stunt,

even by your standards.

You son of a bitch.

-You let ISIS torment me. -You weren't in danger for a second.

Neither were you! I protected you.

-Without me-- -What? What?

Let's say that someone else would handle that mess

in a less delicate manner.

-Less delicate? -Yes, less delicate.

Aaron and Doris were murdered less delicate?

I didn't even know they're here.

-Gilad was slaughtered less delicate? -I warned you about that!

Then who?

A voice over the phone, that's all I know,

someone who had qualms about my delicate approach.

The Mossad chief?

No, someone else.

Start from the beginning.

-How much time do you have? -Give me the main points.

The Prince

Baruch?

-What do you think? -What do I think?

About what Uncle Azaria proposed.

I think you shouldn't listen to me. If I were you, I wouldn't trust me either.

I asked what you think, I didn't say I'd listen.

Plants are the lowest on the food chain.

Oh, no...

-Herbivores eat the plants. -Okay.

Predators eat the herbivores, a bigger predator eats them

and a bigger predator eats them and man is at the top of the pyramid,

-the most powerful predator of all. -I see...

-Forget I even asked you. -Liron...

Devour or be devoured.

Then you're all for it.

I'm against fighting nature.

There is a powerful force that marked these people.

Their end is already a fact, whether we intervene or not.

On the other hand, we have a lot to gain. You forget to mention that?

And that deal Uncle Azaria put together? Sweet.

Money, goods, connections.

You're frustrated because it's not your decision.

If it wasn't about money, power, goods, connections,

it would be easier for you.

These are people we got to know. We've come a long way with them.

And the way led us here.

It was always leading us here, we just didn't see the end.

You're saying I have no choice.

No one has a choice.

We'll tell Uncle Azaria yes.

Alright, I'll tell him.

No, not you. Mitzi.

He doesn't know a thing.

Uncle Azaria will explain it to him and we'll see how he reacts.

May God forgive your lack of faith, Baruch.

Around one year ago

the Ukraine government was troubled by the infiltration of ISIS entities.

They suspected them of entering through the Black Sea

with Syrian refugees.

The Ukrainian Secret Service does nothing

so they sign an agreement with Atlas, surveillance, intel, stuff like that.

End of chapter one.

Chapter two, Atlas contact me and name me head of the project.

Chapter three, I do a good job and everyone's happy.

Chapter four, you come along with your trainees

and your criminals and your pathetic drug deals

and your ridiculous moles.

Suddenly instead of monitoring ISIS and Al Hamdi

I'm busy keeping you away, those are the orders.

-Keeping me away? -Indeed, by all means.

-You mean expose my cover. -That too.

-Have me sit in jail for a few years. -Come on, you'd never sit in jail.

It would've been solved diplomatically. -That didn't seem strange to you?

Didn't you ask yourself what Atlas is so afraid I'll ruin for them?

It was strange, I admit.

But before that I noticed that the relations between Atlas and ISIS

-deviated somewhat from the norm. -And... you did nothing about it.

I didn't believe it at first

but I knew no one would believe that I wasn't involved.

We saw you getting reports from Al Hamdi.

So? Kudos. I reached a position of control.

Control that got you a few good million according to the chief.

Bullshit.

-Who did you report to? -Atlas' CEO, Moshik Gurevich.

And you knew nothing about the chief?

Micha.

I had my suspicions.

-Did you think you could prove them? -I have enough to prove a lot of things.

It's obvious you didn't save me out of love.

I'm your ace.

-You think too highly of yourself. -You always thought I did.

You know what you are to my new friends?

A monkey.

The one that gets framed and sits in the slammer.

You've expanded your horizons.

Bravo, Yona, love the slang.

And that's the good case scenario, worst case,

a botched escape attempt and... a bullet to the head.

You don't have to try so hard to scare me, Yona, I'm scared as it is.

Tough as I come off, it's all an act. I'll cooperate.

Good.

What do we do?

We call the chief and set up a meeting. Got it?

Let's do it.

-So beautiful... Krasavice. -Krasavice.

Beautiful...

Nazdarovya.

Nazdarovya is cheers,

and krasavice is my money, huh?

What's up, Mitzi? Come on in.

One moment, okay?

Just one moment, please. Thank you, sorry.

Get over here.

Hi.

Something to drink?

Liron said I should tell you the offer's a go

-and thanks for your efforts. -Congrats.

He sure took his sweet time.

Let me look at you.

-How are you, man? -Let go of me.

-But I missed you. -I said let go!

What offer?

Beautiful, huh?

Monte Cristo.

I bought them yesterday.

You know how much a box like this costs back home?

4,000 shekels. And here it's peanuts.

-Uncle Azaria. -A man can eat a meal fit for a king.

And the check? 200 hryvnia.

That's 27.22 shekels

including wine, dessert.

What can you get back home for 27 shekels? A sandwich.

What offer did Liron agree to?

You mean he didn't tell you?

Don't be offended, he's... like his dad, tight lipped.

Answer me.

You answer me,

the Mossad guy

that Liron came to whack, how come he's still alive?

Can you tell me that?

Liron no longer thinks that he took out his dad.

Then who did?

What offer did Liron agree to?!

Get your hands off me.

What's wrong with you?

Psycho kid.

You get your thoughts all mixed up?

Eat from my hand and make a fool of me.

The fox is disguised as a lion.

That's true Hariri speak. Good for you.

When you're around, something bad is going down.

You're like a black crow.

I'm a good sign like a stork.

A white dove,

the peace dove.

Soon all our problems, me, you, Liron's, will disappear.

How will they disappear?

Yona?

Everyone.

That's the deal.

Tell me, have you eaten breakfast?

'Cause all this talk about storks and doves

reminds me of this nice place,

the walls are lined with ducks.

You must see it.

Even the lamp is shaped like a duck.

-Did you talk to him? -Yes.

And...?

Liron, on your honor, Liron, we can't do this.

Shh...

Liron, I'm begging you.

-What are we, animals? -Yes, predators.

-Ask Kotel about the food chain. -Cut the bull--

Shut up.

Uncle Azaria got us a great deal and we're going for it.

-It's a deal with the devil, Liron. -I don't expect you to understand,

I do expect you to do as I say.

But, Liron...

they're our friends.

You forgot a long time ago who your friends are.

They're Mossad, government officials, just like the cops

and if it were the other way around, Yona wouldn't think twice.

They're not friends or family, get that into your head!

There shall be no resurrection for traitors.

Change in plans, Shlomi, we're staying in Kiev today.

I'll tell you where to go.

-You have good taste. -It'll do the job.

I wanted to ask you something.

How long have you and Liron known each other?

Since childhood. Why?

-Nothing. -What?

Can I give you some advice?

Stay away from him, you're just hurting yourself.

What do you mean?

Kotel, I don't mean to get a rise out of you.

I understand you, that's all, but...

I'll keep my mouth shut. Sorry.

No, no, no... keep going.

Straight people will always break your--

-Kotel... -You think I'm like you?

-Huh? -Kotel...

-Don't lie. -I think you think you're not like me,

that's what I think, and that's okay, really, it is.

-You fuckin' pervert. -I'm a pervert?

-Yes. -I'm a pervert?

You insinuate again--

I wasn't insinuating anything.

I feel sad for you, that's all.

Feel sad for yourself, you cocksucker.

Thanks for the pillow case.

No offense, Shlomi, lots of top-secret affairs today.

20 minutes and I'll be back.

A security guard in El Al would be better than this.

-You said it. -Those guys know how to party.

Fuck this, let's maintain eye contact.

-I'm here. -Do you see the bus stop behind you?

-Yes. -Good. Wait there.

Hello?

Abu Daud, look at you.

-Look at you. -Look at me? Look at you.

I just got older,

-you became an Arab. -You're right.

I apologize for the mess my nephew caused you.

Your nephew will clean the mess up.

-Does he know what to do? -He knows what he has to know.

-Do you trust him? -More than you trust Sever.

Why... here?

It's not enough to create an event, Azaria.

You have to be able to explain it, too.

-Killed in the line of duty, huh? -Like many of our acquaintances.

What does this remind you of?

Tyre '83, the old port,

us and Colonel Majid, huh?

He asked me, what are you doing with this criminal?

I said, if patriotism is a crime,

then we're all criminals,

but he got you.

Not only did he get me, he did business with me later on.

Besides you and another psycho or two,

everyone profited in Lebanon, huh?

I profited too.

What? You... lost your life.

How is David? How old is he now?

And... how's the wife?

Azaria...

I warned you back then that you're going too far.

I feel sad for you.

Watch it, I'll end up thinking

that you care about someone other than yourself.

Don't worry, I'm the same shit I always was.

-I hear you closed a good deal. -As always, for both sides.

-The broken pot... -With the crooked lid.

Son of a bitch.

A little to the right.

-Okay? -Cool. They'll be here soon.

Do you think we're ready?

Camera, camera, camera,

even Real Madrid wasn't filmed like this at the Champions League finals.

-You still watch soccer? -Sometimes.

What a woman, what a woman.

-I know, amazing. -You're fabulous.

-Want some? -No.

And I suggest you go easy too.

This is it,

it's over, the end.

You're going home to your family, your daughter.

All the things I run away from.

You're too hard on yourself.

I'm hard, period.

No, you're not hard. You're not.

-What are you doing? -May I?

What?

A spontaneous hug,

just a spontaneous hug, that's all.

Don't let go.

What's up with us, huh?

Nothing.

You think things could have been different between us?

We tried. You're crazy about me.

-When will your commander be here? -He's on his way.

Alone?

Hopefully.

-Then we should prepare, shouldn't we? -We should.

-What about him? -No.

Liron, he's with us. He has to get his head around it. He's not getting a weapon and you keep an eye on him at all times.

This is locked up, this you put back.

-Mitzi? -Fuck you both.

You don't get it, do you, moron? Liron is not giving you a weapon

'cause he thinks you're one of them, not one of us.

I don't want to be a Hariri anymore.

Don't say that. -Fuck you.

Mitzi, I can only protect you so much.

You're protecting me?

You're alive because of me, okay?

If Yona dies today, maybe it'll be okay,

but Liron prefers turning a blind eye.

Turning a blind eye to what, Baruch?

-Mitzi, do what I say, please. -I can't.

There's only one option, you can't protect her.

Either both of you die or only she dies.

It's been decreed.

You don't believe in decrees.

Nothing means anything to you.

Not everything.

Here they are.

It'll be over soon, Azaria.

I've known Liron since he was in diapers.

-It's not easy. -It never is.

Tell your psychotic Arabs to make it quick.

Once everyone's inside, my guys, the Mossad agents,

one barrage of fire.

I promise.

-In Hebrew. -I promise...

Sever,

welcome to our humble abode.

Yona, I'm glad to meet you face to face.

Hello, Avigail.

I think I owe you some explanations.

Whenever you're ready.

Hi.

You want some?

-What is that, tuna? -Yes, I finally found a kosher store.

I hate tuna. I thought cats love it.

-What? -Mitzi, tuna...

-What's eating you? -Nothing.

Mitzi?

-Mitzi? You're acting weird. -Weird? What do you want from me?

Listen, you got to get out of here now!

-What do you mean? -I don't have time to explain. Sweetie...

you know I love you, right?

Do you believe me?

-Yes. -Good.

So get up and go now before it's too late.

-Too late for what? -First you vanish, then we'll talk.

Sweetie, I'm begging you, just go...

Shall we make tea?

The water just boiled.

Mitzi, you go sit with Liron, I'll make it.

No, Baruch, I'll do it.

Mitzi... go sit with Liron.

You want some too?

-What? -Tea.

No, thanks.

You know my background.

Intelligence Directorate,

-National Security Council. -The 504th, first of all,

Marjayoun sector, South Lebanon in general.

We know you contributed a lot to the country's security.

Let him, Avi.

The events in South Lebanon are related to what's happening here.

Very closely, the security belt, the South Lebanese army.

Our unit made contact with a young man

whom we were sure was destined for greatness.

Originally a Syrian from Homs,

a lowly clerk in the oil refineries.

He knew that as a Sunni he couldn't advance,

so he looked out for himself.

He sold oil to Lebanon on the side.

He was found out, then he fled, got more into religion,

joined the Islamic Jihad,

moved to Libya, from there to Iraq,

Jabhat al-Nusra, Al Qaeda, ISIS.

You're talking about El-Kasr.

He and no other.

El-Kasr?

-Our asset? -Not officially.

How then?

We're talking about 18 years

of delicate handling, grooming...

you know how it works.

Activating agents is more art than science.

There's no halfway. It's all or nothing.

Very quickly we discovered that none of the top brass,

not in the defense establishment, not in the government

has the balls to go all the way.

Who is "we"?

The unit commander was Moshik Gurevich,

now a private businessman, he runs Atlas.

I was his deputy.

So you carried on independently.

And every year that went by just justified that.

El-Kasr soared like a meteor.

He was there at every junction of Islamist terror.

Israel benefited immensely from the information he supplied.

-Information ascribed to other sources. -Always.

18 months ago

the ISIS bombing of the oil fields in Iraq got him in trouble.

El-Kasr, as the finance minister of the organization,

was deemed someone who isn't providing the goods.

So you set up a joint enterprise.

An East European drug smuggling network.

Nice.

El-Kasr was so close to the top.

In the right situation

he could replace Bakr al-Baghdadi overnight. Now, imagine ISIS under Israeli control.

Can you even imagine such a thing?

And the cause justifies everything.

Not everything, mostly everything.

The order was to locate you and apprehend you.

We are not the forces of darkness.

We're people just like you, good people,

salt of the earth,

people who would give their lives for the State of Israel.

And we'd be more than happy if you'd decide to join us.

I'm dying to hear what they're talking about.

-Tobi... -I know, I'll get a glass from the kitchen

and listen in-- -Tobi.

-What? -Listen, something's going on.

What's going on?

-Mitzi told me to run. -To run from what?

-I don't know, but he was serious. -Mitzi was serious? -Amy, what is it with you and that guy? -This is no heart to heart,

he was talking to me when Kotel came in and interrupted us.

I don't like it.

Can't you tell they're acting weird?

Maybe.

Where's your gun?

And the gear that Liron brought, you know where he put it?

How about we change shifts?

Huh?

Amy and I can replace you.

There's no need.

But...

thanks for the consideration, it's sweet of you.

I should call my bodyguards to reassure them.

Are your bodyguards true Mossad or...

you and Atlas' guys, salt of the earth?

-Totally true. -Let's wait with the phone call.

No pressure, but...

it's time to make crucial decisions.

Not only about your careers, but the entire Middle East.

The first part of the sentence, our careers.

-Yona... -What do you suggest?

Yona, the office considers you a has-been.

You're a bench player.

No, not even a bench player, that's an insult to all bench players.

No, you're not on the bench,

you're in the dressing room in the locker

with the smelly towels that no one wants to air out.

A fair description of the situation.

How about commander of Kidon? Caesarea? Tevel? (special ops units)

Take your pick.

And you, Avigail,

it's time that obscene thing called glass ceiling be shattered.

I can't promise you anything, politics, you know,

but I can see to it that at the end of my term

you be appointed deputy, to get you on the track.

Okay.

And what do we have to do in return?

First you have to tell me where you're hiding Micha Shuster,

so we can set things straight.

Setting things straight is not code for something else.

Believe me, Micha will be happy to leave this all behind

-and stay at Atlas. -Okay.

And...? What then?

Just drop everything and go home

and let us get on with the biggest intelligence op

the State of Israel has ever conducted.

I don't know about you, but...

it sounds good to me.

Sever, I was wrong about you, big-time.

I thought you're some clerk

that goes by the book,

but look at you, you're... worse than me, buddy.

Buddy?

For me crossing red lines is a hobby. For you it's a profession.

I like that a lot.

And I can relate to what you said.

But you're not telling us everything.

Someone else is involved in this game that you preferred not to talk about.

But let me guess,

he's deep under cover and he's El-Kasr's direct handler.

Presumably.

And he, unlike you, is not that good at talking.

You're speculating.

Speculating my ass.

Someone killed Doris, Aaron and Gilad and I want the fucker's real name.

Yona...

Who is the messenger that arrived at Al Hamdi's?

Abu Daud. Who is Abu Daud?

"Hear O Israel, God is one!"

I gather you're not accepting my offer.

You got that right.

So just for the record

and for the cameras...

I tried.

Liron, now!

On the next episode

The deal between you and Uncle Azaria.

What works for ISIS will work for you too, Liron.

If I asked you where Micha is, would you tell me?

Go fuck yourself.

Move!

You tell me that the friends of the Zionist agent we killed

will arrive at the port and wait for us like sheep to the slaughter?

Yes.

You think they'll let you live with everything that went down here?

They'll kill you too, don't you get that?

You have to believe in miracles for them to happen, Mitzi.