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Mother, mother

Open the door

My whole body

Is shivering with cold

Mother, mother

Open the door

On my shoulder

There's an heavy burden

The night passed

The snow arrived

And ripped through my bones

My young, little girl

Sent a love letter

I get home,

walk in

and see that her backpack isn't there.

I call Tair,

Tair doesn't answer.

I look into the sink and see that Tair hasn't eaten.

I go through the rooms

and I realize that Tair didn't even come home.

I call Shmuel.

And burst into tears and tell him that Tair isn't answering her phone.

She told me, "Take a look around the school,

maybe you'll see her on the way..."

Of course it's already dark outside, pitch-black.

I call out to Tair among the bushes, rocks, boulders,

and...

I start to cry.

It's a sad situation.

I came home empty-handed.

Ilana calls me in tears.

"Do you know where's Tair?

Please tell her to pick up her phone."

I realized something was wrong

because every time we walked home we'd stop by Tair's house,

she'd call her mom first thing,

"Mom, I'm home. I'm okay."

She couldn't have just vanished, she was very responsible.

The first report was fairly...

...ordinary when it reached the precinct.

A missing girl,

not particularly worrisome signs.

Later, suspicions mounted

and we began to search on a local and regional level.

From here on,

everything just snowballed.

People started coming over,

phone calls from every direction,

from my sons' friends, from Shmuel's work,

everyone was out searching.

It was a very cold evening

and I went out with my coat.

Even brought some snacks to pass the time.

We decided to look around the school,

around the bushes, the fence.

We didn't find anything so I told the friends,

"Let's take a look inside the school."

Nofey Golan High School

When you go into an unfamiliar building

and some of the rooms are dark, it's silent...

By then I had a strange feeling.

We went through one hallway, then another,

one classroom, then another,

until we reached...

the bathroom.

When we went into the bathroom there was no sign of anything.

It was spotless.

The first stall door, okay, the second door, okay,

the third door... locked.

My partner peeks through the door

and says, "Wow, there's something here!"

And that moment

I froze...

The place was quiet, you could hear a pin drop.

Then I crouched because I don't know what I'll see.

I saw a girl.

I knew it was her.

"Dad, they found Tair."

"She's unconscious."

Apparently that's what they told him.

But that very moment I told him, "Listen,

Tair is dead."

He comes in full-steam,

at a trot,

and I see him wrestling with the policemen.

Wow, it was horrible.

Hundreds of people came, kids, teenagers, grownups,

and the media, of course.

And they wouldn't let me in.

All we can say at this point

is that the body was discovered just 45 minutes ago.

No Passing

A police officer told some TV reporter

that the girl was found

with signs of brutal violence on her body.

There are signs of violence, no sign of rape, or things like that.

Shame on you.

We're her family, I'm her father.

Why didn't you tell us that our daughter was found?

Tell the family first.

Then his two sons came along,

Roy and Ohad.

I know the policemen could barely control Ohad.

They even wanted to inject him with a tranquilizer.

Then I get a call from Shmuel.

He asks me

an odd question,

"Who's at home with you?"

From that question

I understand that something...

isn't quite right.

Then he says, "Well, Tair is dead."

It was awful seeing her.

Ilana broke down.

Nobody could comfort her, she...

They sat her down on the couch.

And she's screaming,

"Cover my daughter, she's cold."

From this moment...

until almost

three weeks later

I remember nothing.

Ilana honey.

Hello, mama!

You didn't wake me up for the party?

She brought you a flower.

Through my career I've dealt with

204 murder cases.

This was the most horrifying sights.

You see

a young,

pretty,

fragile girl,

mutilated.

We have a girl

who was murdered in a school.

I knew it would turn into a public fiasco.

And we'll need to deliver answers quickly.

Horrific murder at school

The children of Katzrin are afraid.

Are the murderer or murderers still at large?

The murderer is somewhere around here and we're scared.

Uri Tair's classmate

They're afraid to go!

Scared parents

Our children have a trauma

For two months

I could only sleep in my mom's room.

I wouldn't shower or go to the bathroom alone.

The school couldn't function.

Not to mention how it effected the whole town

and the entire region.

Katzrin is a very peaceful, pretty, quiet town in the Golan Heights,

surrounded by fields and rivers.

People walk around alone, kids go out to play.

The murder put an end to that.

It seemed like nobody really knew...

...how to deal with this kind of crisis.

From the kids, the parents, the teachers,

the police, the town, to us, the media,

we were dealing with such a thing for the first time.

How can you go to school

when your schoolmate was brutally murdered?

And the newspapers write that the murderers may be with you at recess.

Suspicion: Freinds

Public pressure was way out of proportion.

The whole plaza between the police station and the school

was full of mobile TV units.

Even when the government resigns you don't see so many reporters.

As commander of the northern region I was responsible not only for the investigation

but for daily life in Katzrin in general and the school in particular.

I made it very clear, I want the murderer in our hands within 24 hours.

So we paint the walls and search for fingerprints and take blood samples.

We take pictures of everything we sample, and move on from there.

We found no blood, no knife,

nothing that would shed light on the murder.

The investigation team has no leads.

They start to question everyone in the deceased's circle.

Her friends, her teachers,

the school employees, janitors,

to see if anything unusual happened in school that day.

The school is fenced off, with a guard at the gate, hundreds of people around,

there can't have been a murder without no one hearing or seeing. It's impossible.

The fourth day of the investigation of the murder of 13-year-old Tair Rada,

still no progress.

When I question Child X or Child Y,

each one tells a story,

that from his own perspective, is the most important thing in the world.

Tair and I were sitting here, she rummaged through my bag

and took out a box of chewing gum, she took two and gave me one.

He doesn't know if the information is worthless or valuable,

and we don't always know, either.

So we have to look into it.

Wow, there were lots of rumors after the murder.

People started saying it was a satanic cult.

Satnic cult

So we had no choice.

We started getting into this stuff,

including ambushes in cemeteries.

And we even caught people doing all sorts of rituals,

some cat was killed...

It had nothing with the murder.

There was that driver, Gadker,

who said he picked up three hitchhikers on the day of the murder.

Chief prosecuter Shila

They hurried into my car.

And the guy sitting in back,

Police report

as soon as I started driving,

grabbed his head and said, "What have I done?"

The guy sitting next to me told him, "It's behind us, shut up."

Car condition

Checked hitchhiking stop,

where they got in and out.

Police report

They sent detectives to the neighboring towns with the composite sketch.

Identikit report

After questioning a few kids, one said,

"Yes, I was in the car."

Interrogation file

Apparently they had an alibi for the time of the murder,

they were still in class when it happened. That angle was dismissed completely.

There were also leads that were...

way off the charts.

Some psychic who told the commanding officer

about a place by the Jordan River

where the deceased's blood is dripping.

A fantastic story, out of this world.

I told the officer, "Go with her right now."

They went there in the middle of the night

She showed them the blood that wasn't there,

end of story.

Each of these things is a mission.

And orders in this special investigation team were, "No going halfway.

Until you reach the end of the road

close it off and mark it as a total dead end,

you don't let up."

Tomorrow marks a week since the murder of 13-year-old Tair from Katzrin,

police are still searching for clues.

At first it seemed simple

since it's an enclosed space, fairly untouched,

but today it looks a bit more complicated.

We don't know what happened, right?

Why don't we know?

My daughter was murdered and you say we don't know?

Dead lock

Dozens of detectives from Israel will continue to investigate

who murdered Tair Rada

who just went to school one day

and never returned.

Then along comes the school psychologist

who saw a guy who entered the teachers' lounge and attracted her attention.

Her professional attention, if you will.

At about 14:15 I went to the teachers' lounge to return a cup

and what I saw was a very...

disturbed young man

making very sudden, harsh movements.

I went there...

When I appeared in the doorway

he turned towards me and froze.

His expression was very troubled, he seemed panicked,

I could tell that something was wrong with him.

We have a very reliable woman

ID card

and she recognizes this person as the school gardener.

I went to the teachers' room.

The school gardener was arrested as a suspect yesterday.

Gardener arrested

In suspicion of murder

The police were thrilled

because it seemed like I'd cracked their case.

People from the school came and said,

"This is the man we saw in school on Wednesday."

I wasn't there.

You can ask in Afula, and you should ask in Afula.

It turned out he had a perfect alibi.

He wasn't in the school that day.

Pelephone CO.

His cell phone was tracked to the city of Afula.

It was decided to release him.

Discharge document

I thought they might want to get some information from me

but I didn't expect anything like that.

The detectives made a list of every person in the school whom they could question.

Including Mr. Roman

who was working there.

Roman Zadorov, a temp working as a tiler

who completed his job on the very day of the murder.

When officer Yoram Azulai meets Zadorov

Yoram notices that he resembles the gardener

and he asks him,

"What were you wearing that day? Where are your clothes?"

He says, "In a bag."

Search report

They start walking toward the school together

when Roman says, "I threw out the pants."

Witness report

-When did you arrive at work that day?

-At 08:30 A.M.

Wait a minute.

His work pants happen to vanish that very day,

and he had the opportunity,

the time to be on site.

We decided to arrest him.

Case officer report

Arrest the suspect

Suspect comitted murder

Detective Yossi Zamuelson, ID No. 733055,

filmed interrogation of Roman Zadorov,

suspected of the murder of Tair Rada.

Read this.

Every interrogee,

whether it be a hardened criminal being interrogated for the 20th time

or whether it be his first time,

every interrogee is nervous.

The detectives apply heavy pressure,

there's pressure from the family,

he's afraid of prison, he's afraid of enclosed places

and it all adds up to anxiety.

Maybe you saw her and she said something to you.

I didn't see anyone there.

I don't know who done it.

When I sometimes see I talk a lot of times.

I don't just do this, I don't just do that.

Do you think I do this on purpose?

I'm not doing it on purpose.

I was concerned why isn't Roman home?

He's just a witness

who went to help the police, to give them information.

Then I got dressed and went to the police station

where I met the detectives.

They stood outside with me and told me they were only checking,

that everything would be all right, they just want to be sure,

and nobody told me that Roman was in fact a suspect.

He'd been in Israel for a few years, sort of an invisible man.

He isn't accepted by society, he's a temporary resident.

His status was tourist, he didn't have Israeli citizenship,

he only had a work permit.

Passport

It turned out the permit wasn't exactly legal, either.

He hardly ever told me about all his problems and hardships.

He's a sort of invisible observer in the school.

Nobody says good morning to him,

when he goes into the teacher's lounge everyone ignores him,

he has this obvious deep frustration,

evidently from his inability to integrate into society.

The pants you threw out, were you wearing them that day?

The blue ones.

-Were they jeans? -No, they weren't jeans.

Regarding the pants he threw out,

Roman says he was wearing blue pants made of a thin fabric

that he brought from Russia

and that he has a shirt made of the same fabric at home.

His family was questioned as well.

They all say that he was wearing jeans,

that he has no pants or shirt made of that fabric.

Search report

At the same time the detectives search his house.

Evidences' report

It turns out knives are his hobby, he has lots of knives, he collects them.

They're on our wall,

he made a nice rug and hung knives and swords on it.

He visits websites that deal with knives,

just a few days before he read articles about how to subdue an enemy with a knife.

Official letter

He had professional knowledge about how to kill with a knife.

I downloaded from the internet...

KGB methods

using cold weapons.

At the suspect's house were found

250-something pictures of naked girls.

I mean girls, not young ladies. Little girls.

So pedophilia wasn't foreign to him.

If I tell you

-that on your computer-- -Yes?

We found pictures of naked girls that were viewed at 2:00 a.m,

and it was either you or Olga, what would you say?

When Roman Zadorov's wife was interrogated she said

how they first heard about the murder,

"Roman Zadorov got a call from the employer"

he was supposed to work for the next day, Reuven Jannah.

He got a call from Reuven, he went out to the balcony,

he spoke to him there so I couldn't hear him.

Roman came back in and said there was a problem at the school,

a girl allegedly fell in the bathroom so he doesn't have to go.

The police go to Reuven, who says,

"I didn't even know at the time that the girl died in the bathroom.

I didn't mention it in our conversation."

The detectives confront Roman with this

and Roman claims throughout the interrogation

that it's true Reuven never said the words bathroom or toilet

but he did say them to his wife. Why?

Because that's what he thought,

what could happen to a girl in school?

Obviously she fell in the bathroom or on the toilet.

Your wife said that you told her in Hebrew,

"A girl fell in the toilet."

Yes, I said that.

But Reuven didn't tell you that.

I heard there were problems in the bathroom.

Why did you use the word toilet?

I didn't kill the girl, I didn't kill her.

-Didn't you? -No.

Then tell the whole truth!

Why do you keep lying?

I didn't kill the girl!

He's a very strong, restrained, manipulative man,

he thinks everything out.

This kind of calculated person

who comes from a certain background with a certain kind of discipline

is capable of performing this kind of act, that is,

it's not something we're used to.

Black raven

Why do you hover around my head?

You won't catch any prey today

Black raven I'm not your prey

Then they pull a trick.

They tell him that the girl's blood was found on one of his things.

It was a ploy to see how he'd deal with that kind of question.

How can you explain the fact that the girl's blood was found on your things?

I can't. That's impossible.

By things I mean your tools and your clothes.

That's impossible.

An investigative ploy is perfectly legitimate,

it doesn't undercut free will.

The person who performs the ruse

presents a false reality to the interrogee

but he lets the interrogee choose what to do with that reality.

I'm telling you, it was found.

That's impossible.

That's simply impossible. Honestly, it's impossible.

I'm telling you it was found. It's not a matter of possible or not.

At first his answer was, "That's impossible. No way."

The next day he says,

"On the day of the murder I was in the men's bathroom

and I saw a few drops of blood on the floor.

Maybe I stepped in it or touched it

that's why the blood got there."

I remember that...

on Wednesday I saw,

I'm sure it was in the first stall, I saw blood on the toilet and the floor.

On the door handle, when I went into the bathroom,

I didn't see blood.

Then how did the blood get onto your things?

Then he gives an interesting explanation,

he says, "It's very possible it was on the soles of my shoes."

Okay. And somewhere else?

Maybe if there was blood on the floor and the toilet,

maybe it was on the handle, too, and I didn't notice that I touched it.

He says, "Okay, and where else?"

Where do you think blood was found on your things?

You said, "On my tools and on the cable.

On your sweater, on your shoes."

You went through all those.

But why on your tools?

I think there's blood on my knife, too.

"Why on your knife?"

"Because I keep my knife on me.

And maybe I took the knife out so I could work and I opened the knife

and there was already blood on my hand..."

In his mind, when someone threw out the theoretical possibility

that the blood was on his things,

he thinks of the same things that, when we think about a murderer,

would be bloodstained.

-Arthur, where's the horoscope? -Here.

You a Pisces?

No, Aries.

-Aries? -Yes, Aries.

A rough week.

It doesn't say it will be a wonderful week and I'll be released?

The cell mate informant plays the role of the seasoned criminal

and he asks his advice.

Say, Arthur, do they fabricate evidence here?

Can they make up evidence?

No, they wouldn't do that.

Israel isn't Communist, this isn't Russia.

They wouldn't make up evidence in Israel.

They can...

make do with the evidence they have against you and also gather new evidence.

Believe me, with evidence like that...

They could frame me.

The goal of the informant

is to connect with the person, earn his trust,

and, if he's guilty, to extract a confession.

I'm like your big brother, I'm five years older than you,

I want to ask you something. Answer me honestly,

tell me...

when you were working at the school

did they piss you off?

Be honest, between you and me.

They pissed me off.

They did?

And could it have ended in catastrophe one day? Sure.

Roman reveals his nervousness

by saying all sorts of things about what would have happened

if he did something and didn't remember,

he talks about the effect,

the effect is a kind of trance

in which he's so upset he does things that he doesn't remember.

Sometimes the blood rushes to my head and I can't remember anything.

You can't remember?

I can't remember anything!

Then he mentions the story about his brother.

Once I beat my brother up but luckily I didn't go totally crazy.

Son of a bitch!

In Russia he brutally attacked his brother and couldn't remember it afterwards.

I beat him so badly that he pissed blood every five minutes.

He pissed blood?

I think so.

I'm just afraid that I could've gone so far overboard

that I don't remember what I did.

Maybe I did kill her. It's possible.

Then he claims that he may have killed her in a state of insanity.

I'll tell them everything.

I'll tell them that maybe I went nuts and I don't remember what I did.

Don't cry. Calm down.

Want me to call the faggot?

I'll get you some pills to calm you down.

Officer, come here!

The informant signaled that he was showing signs of distress

and that he was liable to hurt himself.

ER report

ER report

He was taken for psychiatric examination and brought back at night.

Then officer Yoram calls

and says, "He's confessing."

I didn't even have to grab her.

She didn't realize what was happening.

She fainted right away and the blood...

She didn't even grab you?

She didn't realize what was happening.

He whispers in the informant's ear

that the whole insanity and blackout thing is a show.

I bullshitted the detective.

You're a sly one.

He's trying to sell the detectives the story to get off easy,

the truth is he killed her and he remembers it well.

There were no witnesses, I'm sure of that.

I made one mistake, I didn't clean up the blood in the men's room. What?

The blood, drops of blood.

That was my mistake.

He takes the informant by the shoulders, turns him 45 degrees to the right,

comes up behind him

and performs the slashing motion,

and he doesn't forget, folks,

to do a double-slash.

One,

two.

When I slashed her she raised her arm,

I wanted to slash her again,

and I hit her again and again.

She fell toward the toilet,

hit her head and fell.

She twitched a little and that was it.

Did she say anything before she died?

She may have said, "Mommy."

When people ask me

how do I know he's the murderer?

How did I reach that conclusion?

When you see how he reenacted it,

how he makes sure to say that he cut her hand...

Put your hands like this.

I go like this... and then like this.

Not to mention the angle in the stall,

there's no doubt about it.

I have a lawyer. I just want you to let him know.

Let him know what?

That I confessed whole heartedly.

What did you confess?

That I murdered the girl on December 6th this year.

7:32 p.m.

Roman, where are we?

We're in Nofey Golan School,

the side entrance, where I worked.

He leads the reenactors

through the place where he says he saw the girl.`

He knew that her hair was gathered, but not with a scrunchy.

-Here. -On the first step?

No, she went up one or two steps.

And he says that she swore at him.

She said, "son of a bitch."

I said, "What?" and followed her.

In that instant the blood rushed to his head and he followed her.

Which way does she turn?

She turns right.

You turn right.

The bathroom is over here.

She enters the bathroom, he follows her in, he leads them to the second stall.

He turns her in the right direction.

Like this.

She enters the stall, he follows her in,

he pulls his knife and slits her throat.

She raises her arm in defense and he cuts her arm.

If she's lying here,

how is she lying? Where's her head?

Her head was between the toilet and the wall, about here.

He knew that he locked the stall door from the inside.

Why is the detail about locking the door important?

Because at that point the detectives were unaware of it.

For me, one thing that weighed heavily

in validating his confession and reenactment was,

how did he leave the stall if the stall was locked from the inside?

He climbed up and held both walls of the stall,

pulled himself up like an Olympic high-jumper,

arched his back and leapfrogged over.

He could have failed the test

but folks, he didn't fail it.

The murder suspect whom the police have held for a few days now

is the potential suspect who committed, confessed to and reenacted

the murder of the late Tair Rada

less than two weeks ago.

This is where it all began, in the school hallway.

Roman Zadorov told his interrogators that Tair asked him for a cigarette.

He refused and an argument broke out in which she insulted him.

He was so offended that he dragged her up all these stairs,

shoved her into a toilet stall and slayed her brutally.

I don't even remember crying.

I guess it hadn't sunk in yet...

I didn't cry.

I didn't cry.

It took a long time...

...for everything to register

and then Tair came into my mind

and I couldn't stop crying.

Just like that.

I took it very, very hard.

I even got sick

as a result of this awful pain.

Of course I often picture how he murdered her,

it's so horrible.

It haunts me.

Such a beast must be killed.

That's justice.

Roman.

Roman,

listen, look at me. Give me a minute.

Look at me, Roman.

Listen.

Listen.

We know everything. Listen...

We know everything you told us.

We know everything. Everything.

We're leaving now. Get ready.

Don't go back to where you were before.

You're with me.

Tell them exactly what you told me.

We know everything. Everything. You remember everything.

You want to know what I do it?

What?

Do you want to know what I kill girl?

I can't hear you.

Do you want to know what I kill girl?

Yes.

Okay, I'll do it.

Tell them everything you told me.

We know everything.

You'll feel much better, Roman.

Roman...

-You'll feel... -I don't know...

If you keep going back and forth, you'll be in trouble.

You came to us now with a good, clean, pure intention to say, "Folks..."

But I don't know what happened, you understand?

-Roman... -I don't know what happened.

I know you don't know, just say what you remember.

What you remember, what you told me. Okay?

I was on the way to court for another case

when Olga called and...

she said, "Someone recommended you, and I want you to step in."

On the spot I called Spiegel and told him to go see Roman immediately.

It was a routine visit, like any other visit,

I do them all the time

when I visit prisoners I'm supposed to represent.

But...

this time...

when I tried to understand from Roman what his story was,

there was something beyond it.

He gets into the car and I ask, "So, what's up?"

He says, "If he's the murderer, I'm handing in my license."