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In the Name Of God The Merciful.

Good day to you aunt Safiye.

You may be surprised that I may write you a letter now.

Though it hasn't been more than two weeks since my last letter.

In fact I'm writing this letter out of fear and anxiety.

Haifa has become the same as any Palestinian city.

Losing its security day after day and getting more dangerous than ever.

Frankly, it is

becoming impossible for me to live here.

Last week, I went with Saeed to fetch the parcel you sent by train

and have our photo taken to send to you.

I dressed Farhan and the three of us went together.

When we got to the station, I witnessed something dreadful.

Shimon?!

All passengers are to leave the train at once and prepare for inspection.

We received information of a bomb on the train.

Passengers are kindly requested to leave the train quietly

and prepare for inspection.

Saeed!

I thought that Saeed had forgot the incident but...

...without telling me, he went to the police station

to testify against the people who caused the explosion.

The tragedy started here.

I shouldn't have gone to the police.

I understood from the sergeant that I made a big mistake.

The Arabs and Jews have become like cats and mice.

They are jumping at each other's throat.

Nothing but claims and complaints and accusations.

And at the end, the English police assumes the responsibility!

But I saw Shimon, I saw him with my own eyes!

Your own eyes! Your own eyes! You all say that!

You all say that.

Such behavior of illiterate people doesn't surprise me.

But why don't you avoid such dangers doctor?

You have family and patients, leave the Palestinian cause for a time.

But I am not talking about Palestine!

Anyway, it seems that the Arabs and Jews won't be able to live together.

I mean that Palestine is either yours or Shimon's.

By the way, how's your father? Is he still under house arrest in Gaza?

My father always said that the immigration of Jews to Palestine

is but an introduction to the country's complete occupation.

That's why he wanted me to become a lawyer or a journalist like himself.

But I loved medicine

and wanted to study at the American University of Beirut.

Anyway, you were right by going to the police.

They cannot accuse us now

of not having any information about the criminal.

What are you doing?

I knew then that Saeed committed a big mistake

because we are now threatened both ways.

We are threatened as much as those people

falling everyday, victims to explosions

and sniper bullets from Zionist gangs.

And on the other hand, Shimon will be on our case now.

He certainly knew that Saeed testified against him at the police station.

The next day, I was sure that our lives will be forever changed.

What's happened? God! What's happened?

An hour passed before he spoke.

They gave us a week's notice to leave Haifa.

Leave Haifa? Who gave us such notice?

Put your tongue out.

Some girl wants you to accompany her to see a patient.

It's my father, doctor! He's dying! Please come to examine him!

Please! I beg you, doctor!

- Welcome doctor. - Shimon?!

When did we last meet? Other than our meeting at the station 2 days ago.

- 6 years ago, in Beirut. - You weren't a doctor yet.

- Yet I treated you. - True, true.

You treated my wounds from the beating I got from the Arabs.

I hope you still remember why they beat me.

A Jew is forbidden to fall in love with a Muslim girl.

Why, you weren't a believer, not in Judaism nor any other religion.

That's true, still I know the Book by heart

and I believe in many of its verses.

"Thou not forgive them, kill men and women, children and infants"

"cows and sheep, camels and asses."

What do you mean?

I could've burnt your car with your family in it.

So you will not as much as think of testifying against me again.

But you saved my life once and I'm returning the favor.

We are even now, one favor for another.

That's first... and second,

I never want to see your face in Haifa.

Who told you that I testified against you?

What a strange case you are, doctor.

We are establishing a national Jewish country in Palestine.

We are waging a calculated and programmed revolution.

Is it possible for something to happen without us knowing it?

Do you know how many people you killed by blowing up the restaurant?

This land is ours, we shall liberate it despite the price.

By the way, you should leave from Haifa with your wife and son.

You've been threatening Palestinians for 30 years.

If we were to fear your threats, we would've left a long time ago.

This is not a threat, doctor, I think you've heard of Deir Yassin.

Around 300 men, women and children

I went there with the UN doctors, right after the massacre.

But I was there during the massacre.

- As simply as that? - As simply as that.

You criminal! Assassin!

You criminal! Assassin!

Today is Wednesday, if you stay here more than one week

I'll throw your body in the sea!

That's the only thing you learnt from Hitler!

Until next Wednesday!

I will not budge from Haifa! Not to any place in the world!

He deliberately brought up the subject of Deir Yassin

to remind me of my brother and his family's death.

This means we are in danger.

Palestine is Arab! Palestine is Arab!

"Your son will not hear of the fact that our only choice is to leave Haifa."

"It's become clear to me that our stay here means only one thing."

"Our certain death."

"You shall receive this letter by hand with a friend of mine."

"She decided with her husband that the best thing is to leave Haifa for Gaza."

"I beg you, to convince Saeed of the necessity of leaving Haifa."

"I fear for Farhan, I don't want him to burn in this fire."

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Good, well done.

- Are you the contractor? - Yes

I heard that you waste too much of the materials

and you build houses like the Egyptian pyramids.

- That's unfair, in fact... - In fact, if the project's total cost

exceeded the determined amount, you shall pay the difference yourself.

As you wish Madam Director.

First of all, you'll demolish that wall in the middle

and you'll build two stories each containing 6 classrooms.

Yes, madam.

- Plus 6 health facilities. - Isn't that too much?

As you wish, 6 health facilities.

Who would've imagined that Shimon's attitude would get to such extremes.

So long for our friendship, Shimon.

He seems to be fine.

Most importantly, what are we going to do now?

What can we do?

Let's go bring them to Gaza, at least for a couple of days.

What difference would it make to Saeed between Haifa and Gaza?

Besides, the English won't let me leave Gaza before 6 months.

Shimon ordered his car burnt, lured him to God knows where.

He could've killed him there.

- I'm going to write him a letter. - What good would a letter do?

Everything will be alright Safiye, I promise.

How can I be sure? Have you forgotten that he's our only child now?

Our daughter died in labor, and our second son was killed with his family.

Is it my destiny to bring children to the world

and then watch them die one after the other until our family disappears?

Don't let me say things you wouldn't like to hear, you know...

I know that the Palestinians shouldn't leave their homes.

I know that well but I'm talking about our son and grandson.

Farhan, he's all we have now!

I'm preaching that to people and you want me to go against what I preach?

You want me to go save my son and grandson?

You, Shimon and Zionism, you all want one thing.

You want us to leave our homes.

If each one of us was to favor his interests above those of the country.

What will happen then? We'll be no more than a heard of sheep.

Ruminating our fodder peacefully, unaware of what's going around us

and suddenly, we'll be slaughtered and drowned in our own blood.

Aren't you upset with what's happening to your son?

No, I'm even happy because my son knows...

that Palestine is suffering from deadly diseases.

Much worse than tetanus, angina, measles and cancer!

Even if it leads to your son's death?

Even if it does!

I think life holds a great paradox.

When a mother endures the difficulties of pregnancy and labor.

And when she raises her children until they're grown ups.

You men stand aside watching and escape towards trade and politics.

And if it weren't for this paradox

the world would've been a dangerous paradise.

I'm going to Haifa and hope to come back with Saeed and his family.

I prepared your lunch, good bye, Safiye.

I'm glad you came, did you receive my letter?

Yes, that's why I'm here

I hope you'll be able to convince Saeed

I will not be Safiye if I cannot convince my own son.

This is our neighbor Martha.

- Pleasure to meet you. - Pleasure to meet you too.

Mother?! God forgive you

you should've told me to wait for you at the harbor.

I'm mad at you, as if I weren't your mother.

And that man under house arrest in Gaza, weren't your father

I had the intention of visiting you in a couple of days.

- Fine, then let's go. - Now?

Not right now, tomorrow, you'll be able to rest for a while.

And Latifeh and Farhan will have a good time.

Love you! Love you! I love you so!

On the occasion of the departure of the English from Palestine.

What have you decided concerning the travel?

- I cannot travel so soon, mother. - Work will always be there.

You should take some time to rest.

Tell me now, how's the school going? How's my dad?

Have they shut his new newspaper yet? Is he in good health?

The problem isn't whether they've shut down his newspaper or not.

Is he in good health?

- Has something happened to him? - Where do I start?

Frankly Saeed, it's your father who wants to see you not I.

- What is it? Is he ill? - Not just ill.

God knows if you'll be able to see him on time.

- Why did you leave him alone? - He insisted that I come here.

- What's his illness? - You're the doctor, son.

- Aunt Safiye? - Ghassan?

- Hello aunty. - Hello Ghassan.

This is... Mariam, the one...

- Hello aunt. - Hello my dear.

- I wanted to say... - Congratulations.

- Greetings! - Safiye? I don't believe my eyes!

- When did you arrive? - How are you, Salma?

- Welcome, come in please. - Safiye!

- I missed you so, father! - What a nice surprise!

How are you all? How's Rashid?

Thank God father, Rashid sends you his regards.

What is it? What's going on?

What is it? What are you doing?

- I should get going. - Why? Stay a little bit more.

I must help Latifeh, she cannot prepare the luggage

and hold Farhan at the same time.

How long will you keep Saeed with you?

What's important now is that he leaves Haifa.

You should think of your son's welfare too.

He seems to love that girl, so don't stand in the way of his happiness.

If it is God's will.

Father has been gone a while, I want to say good bye before I leave.

I'll go with you, I want to buy milk and we'll meet him at the Mosque.

What do you want? Who are you? Get out! Get out!

You son of bitch.

- You bastards! - Safiye!

What do you want? Get away! Leave him be! Leave him!

Run Ghassan, run!

Run, Ghassan!

Want to come with daddy to the clinic? Want to?

- Don't go to work today. - What about my patients?

Besides I should buy traveling tickets today.

- When will you come back? - Before noon, God willing.

Get yourselves ready to travel as soon as we finish lunch.

- But... but today is Wednesday. - Don't worry.

- What's that sound? - A bomb.

- Another one, see you Latifeh. - Take care.

Quickly! Bring the injured to my clinic!

Put him on the table and prepare the first aid materials.

- Help doctor! - On the table!

Go quickly and bring as much first aid materials as possible.

Daddy! Saeed!

Latifeh, they are bombarding the country with cannons.

- Where's your husband? - He went to the clinic.

I wish he hasn't gone, the situation there is very dangerous.

Martha!

They said that the Jews want to invade this region too.

That's why we're going to stay at the church.

It would be better for you and your son to come with us.

The Jews will not be merciful.

I'm going to wait for Saeed, We're going to Gaza today.

I'm sure he's on his way home now.

- Latifeh, listen to me. - It's OK, you go now.

God be with you

Ahmed, Ahmed.

You should go to the hospital, I cannot do anything for you anymore.

They seized Khalid street! Run doctor! Run! They're here!

What are you doing? Haven't I told you to bring first aid materials?

Where from? They're everywhere, all pharmacies are closed.

Why didn't you go to the hospital?

Who told you I didn't? They're out of materials too.

There are thousands of injured, doctor!

Did you hear that people? I cannot give you anything anymore.

I don't have anything, madam.

Take him to the hospital, for God's sake.

I haven't got anything to treat him.

I'm telling you, I haven't got anything anymore.

Please take him to the hospital.

No gauze nor cotton pads...

Please take him to the hospital

I beg you doctor, for God's sake, he's an orphan.

He's been shot in the stomach, take him to the hospital.

Please listen to me! I don't have anything left!

What can I do?

- My son is at home. - Go! Now!

- What about my son? - Go!

Farhan! Farhan!

Farhan! Farhan!

- Where to doctor? - Home.

The Jews blocked the region, they are shooting anything that's moving.

My wife and son are alone at home.

Don't be crazy, get back doctor!

Well, well doctor.

Now!

- Saeed? Saeed! - Latifeh!

- What's happened? - Farhan.

- What happened to you? - Where's Farhan?

- You're bleeding badly. - I asked you about Farhan!

- What's happened to him? - I left him home.

- You left him home and ran away? - I didn't run! I was looking for you!

Farhan! Farhan!

Stay here, I won't be long.

- Latifeh! - I left him and I want to get him myself.

I'll kill you if you move from there!

Latifeh!

Saeed!

Farhan.

Saeed! Saeed! Saeed!

Farhan!

Quickly, quickly! I'll be late if you keep this slow pace.

Quickly!

Quickly! Come on! Hurry up.

Quickly! Come on!

Why did you stop Hanna? This isn't a good place to stop.

Let's go, come on.

Hanna, Bologna is finished! This our country now!

I have a big surprise for you, let's go.

I was merely taking pictures! I swear that I'm not lying to you!

I promise you that I don't lie, let's go.

Open this door! Open this door!

Mr. Shimon asked me to prepare a beautiful house for you two.

Thank you.

- What do you want? - I said open the door!

What do they want from us?

- What do you want? - Come in.

What do you want?

- What's your name? - Emile.

- You're Christian? - I'm Palestinian.

Palestinian! This is Mr. Koshin and his wife Hanna.

From now on they'll be living in the upper floor.

- But the owner may come back! - Come back? No way!

But we are his tenants!

Then from now on, pay your rent to the Missing People's Fund

because the Jewish Agency is the owner of this house.

Don't stand like a fool when a lady needs help!

- Where's the child? - Downstairs with my wife.

- Bring him here. - But he's sleeping.

Bring him quietly then.

This is your house, it has everything...

Sorry Mr. Yoram, this is your house, it's got everything you need.

A living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom.

Clothes, a bed, a refrigerator, everything you need.

You will not need to buy anything.

Excellent.

You can even study medicine.

It's a good place, much better than our little room in Farjaba, isn't?

But we couldn't even dream of owning a house like this one.

- What do they want from Farhan? - I don't know.

- What's his name? - Farhan.

Farhan.

- What does it mean? - It means happy and joyful.

How about we call him Moshe?

His parents left him and ran away.

Moshe starves alone for 3 days.

If it weren't for these two hearing his cries by chance

Moshe would've certainly died.

But Jehovah's will interfered to save Moshe's life.

He may well share our Prophet's destiny.

Interesting story.

Here you are now, and this is your child Moshe.

But this child's parents will come back.

Really? Even if they came back, they won't see you to take him.

- Farhan got used to us this past week. - Go now.

I don't know if this lady knows how to raise a baby.

Go! Now! And give the Koshins an extra key for the gate.

Okay. Then, congratulations, I must leave.

I have to house no less than 10 thousand immigrants in other houses.

If you have any problem with these Arabs, let me know.

Excuse me, madam.

Thank you very much.

Take him.

Take him!

He's certainly wet! I mean he needs to be changed.

We must bathe him and change his clothes.

Wait! Pour water on my hands!

Come here, come.

How about if we made a movie?

- A movie? About what? - About this child.

- Moshe? - Why not? It's a good idea.

He's got a pleasant story.

Then, you don't want to go back to Bologna anymore?

Despite that, I miss that little room we got through hard work.

I just heard of what happened to Latifeh and Saeed.

What's wrong? Why are you crying?

- Those poor souls. - You know too?

Dr. Saeed's mother is inside.

The poor woman, where was she until now?

She was injured the first day of occupation and stayed at her sister's.

It seems she got better only two days ago.

Did she know about Farhan?

A little while ago, when she got here.

My God!

I don't know what to say to you, the doctor was like a brother to me.

May he and Latifeh be covered with God's grace.

We tried to keep Farhan, but we couldn't.

Talk to them, maybe they'll listen to you.

I don't think they'll agree.

The only hope for the Palestinians is to get external help.

The Arab radio stations say that the Arab armies will not stand still.

While the Jews occupy Palestine.

What if the Palestinian armies failed?

Why would they fail?

Don't forgot that the great nations aren't our allies.

Anyway, I'm not talking about Palestine now.

I lost all my children, and Farhan is all I've got now, if I lost him...

- Em-Saeed... - I will not have a reason for living!

You cannot take Farhan by force.

That's right, especially that the Jewish woman can't have children

and she's getting attached to the boy.

You must be patient, who knows, the Arabs may be able to help us.

Farhan is my grandson, and I'll get him back any way I can!

It's Hanna.

The baby is dying! Please help me! He's suffocating.

Please help me!

Water, give me some water.

Water! Give me water!

Wait! I haven't finished yet.

- You have a pretty boy now. - Pretty?

It means beautiful.

It means handsome like his mother and father.

- Are you one of their relatives? - Their relatives?

God forgive you, how can I be related to a heartless and conceited woman?

A mother who leaves her baby to save herself.

Isn't worth even a curse.

How do you know them then?

Allow me to wash my face first.

- I used to work for the doctor. - As what?

- I was the boy's nurse. - Moshe's?

You changed his name too?

I am childless and my husband is a poor man.

Once the doctor offered me to be the baby's nurse.

From what I gathered, his wife didn't take care of the baby

and he didn't like that.

And as soon as I lay eyes on the child, I loved him with all my heart.

And frankly, I wasn't surprised at all when Martha told me...

...that she left her son alone at home to save herself!

I see the truth clearly from the start.

I think it's a blessing from God that this woman is here

to help you raising the child.

And Farhan... I mean Moshe is accustomed to her.

He'll soon forget his real parents and get accustomed to you.

I don't thing my husband will permit that.

On the contrary, I think he'll welcome the idea.

Especially that you'll be able to give more time to your art.

Good morning Martha.

Last night, Koshin came here and made us sign commitment.

That you will not bring any trouble.

Therefore, if you take away Farhan, he'll hold us responsible.

Why did you commit to that?

So you'll be able to see your grandson.

Because Koshin insisted that we vouch for you to let you work for him.

Mrs. Safiye, you know that no one in times like these...

...puts his family in danger for other people's sake.

- Do you promise me now? - Promise you what?

That you won't take Farhan away.

Mrs. Safiye, I beg you not to make things worse for us.

If we hadn't done this, they wouldn't have been waiting for you now.

- Good morning. - Come in.

Good morning.

This is the woman who used to be Moshe's nurse.

- What's your name by the way? - Safiye.

My husband Adonio Koshin wants to know how much you're asking for?

A little bit more than before.

- How much do you mean? - One pound a week.

We cannot afford such an amount.

- How much can you afford? - Half a pound at the utmost.

- Half a pound? - We don't have money.

My husband agreed to this amount just for my sake.

This matter isn't for bargaining, you see yourself the rise in prices

2 pounds a month aren't enough for me.

Won't you be sad to part with Moshe?

Why? Do you think I worry about him?

Why do you want to work for a Jewish family?

I've done that before.

But you're an Arab, and you must have a problem with the Jews,

especially in the state of Israel.

My only problem now is the salary.

Alright, I agree to one pound per week,

as long as you assume all the house work too without discussion.

Like what?

Doing the laundry, cooking, cleaning the house, serving guests.

But you're asking me to do a load of work for 10 pounds!

And getting the child accustomed to his mother!

Take it or leave it! That's my final offer.

On one condition, you must compensate my efforts with other things.

Take care of the baby, I don't want him to get hurt

- I raised Farhan myself. - Moshe.

Yes, Moshe.

My baby! My pretty baby!

My baby! My pretty baby!

Daddy and mama.

Good morning.

- Is your mom still at home? - No.

Can you figure out this bad luck?

They asked me, a person without anything to do with art, music, and theater

to be director of the culture and arts department

and what's even funnier, is that some people from the world of Arts

are now military officials.

I think it goes back to the Jewish sense of humor.

It isn't just that, I think the art will need a military leadership

to convince the world of the rightfulness of our presence here.

What's the movie about?

It's the story of an Arab baby whose parents fled and left behind.

He remains at home for 3 days starving to death.

Meanwhile, a Jewish man an woman who've lost their families

in Auschwitz hear his cries.

They enter the house and save him from death.

Eventually, the man and woman start to fall in love.

So they live with the child in the same house

and make a new family.

It is a touching and meaningful story.

Yoram and I will play the role of the Jewish couple.

And Yoram will be the director as well.

- When will you start? - When the means are ready

I'll do the best I can to ensure what you need before next week.

But I have one question, is this story true?

Our work isn't an imitation of reality,

we just borrow from it and make up the rest ourselves.

- His house is yours now. - Do you know him?

Since childhood, we used to play together.

Our families exchanged visits.

In brief, we shared many events.

Hello.

How's my little baby?

You haven't seen mommy today and must be missing her!

Soon we'll work together to shoot a movie about you.

Don't you know how to act?

I'll teach you, we'll train together.

You cry with hunger at home and I come later to save my starving baby.

And Daddy will direct the movie.

You entrusted me with a difficult mission but I achieved it.

Very good.

- They're organizing a big operation. - Where?

I don't know exactly, but they're moving their forces from Haifa.

- By train? - By train.

When?

First of all I must be sure that you're not dealing with the Jews.

- How will I prove that to you? - Take me to your leader.

I told you before that he wouldn't approve of it.

If I don't meet him personally, I will not deal with you.

What use would it do you to see the leader?

Mr. Awdeh?!

You used to be an inspector for the English police.

And now you're an informant for the Jews?

You're wrong.

I was wrong to print those newspaper, they were useless.

- Rashid?! - Don't stand there Safiye.

Don't stand there!

Moshe! Mommy!

Come on, my little baby.

Yoram! Come listen to what Safiye is saying.

Let me get on with my work.

She says that the baby's brother contacted her.

- What does he wants? - He wants Moshe.

- He wants Moshe? - Yes.

- When did he contact you? - Yesterday.

- What does he want? - He wants to take the boy.

What did you tell him?

I told him that I don't think you'll agree.

You should've asked him where was he when his sister left the boy?

Where was he all the time we were looking after Moshe?

Let him come by to discuss the matter.

Does it mean you want to give him Moshe?

Listen to me, if you gave him the child.

I won't stay another second in this house.

- Hanna. - I mean it.

- Rashid?! - How are you Safiye?

You haven't told me, how did you come to Haifa?

That's not important, I'm here now.

What did you come for?

We have a lot to do in Haifa.

I was hoping that you'd say you wanted to ask about Saeed.

Safiye, I would be lying if I said that I'm not here for a personal matter.

But I want you to understand that all what I've done.

Cannot be even compared to what you've been through.

I admit that I've always admired your courage.

I even envied your love to your children.

That love that filled your whole life.

Believe me that I haven't forgot him for one moment.

Even during all the time I was working away from you.

You were always in my mind!

I'm sure you'll save Farhan from this mess.

But I fear that when he grows up, he'll blame us both.

That's if were still alive of course.

I fear would ask us why we saved him, to live as a refugee?!

And I fear that he'll blame us, if we were still alive.

And ask us why we left him with those Jews.

On the contrary, I have a plan to save Farhan but it should be done quickly.

I fear for your life, they may discover your identity and you'll be in trouble.

My plan can even solve the problem of Saeed's neighbor who vouched for you.

How did you know about that?

The day after tomorrow, at 10:00 in the morning.

Ghassan will come knocking at the door.

Open the door holding Farhan, he'll hijack him and run.

You'll stay at home and come here in the evening.

- Do you think it will work? - I think it's an easy job.

This building must be uniform, no Christians nor Muslims.

- Only Jews! - I'll file a complaint against you!

Really? Do whatever you want, but hurry up.

What are you doing?

By God I'll file a complaint against you!

If you want to go, get in the wagon before it leaves.

Or I will not guarantee that you'll find your things again.

What's the matter?

When Safiye opens the door...

I will not be late, I'll take the boy and run.

- After you do that? - I'll bring him to you and disappear.

What if someone follows you here?

Rest assured.

Good luck.

How come you don't know the child's father? They said you're his relative.

Do you know where I find him?

You say strange things!

The poor child woke up without a voice.

What do you want with him? Let him sleep.

It isn't good for a baby to sleep long, he didn't eat since yesterday.

He seems to be losing weight.

- Moshe, come to mommy. - Let me feed him first.

What are mothers for then? I'll feed him myself.

Did you sleep well? You seem fine but hungry, isn't?

- Shalom. - Shalom.

Is this Mr. Koshin's residence?

- House... Mr. Koshin, here? - Upstairs.

Let me wash his face.

He's beautiful even without washing.

Watch out!

- Good morning. - What do you want?

- Is this Mr. Koshin's residence? - Yes.

I am Mr. Koshin.

I'm... I'm... are you Mr. Koshin?

I am Mr. Koshin, and there's no one else by this name here.

Sorry, it seems I have the wrong address.

Have you see Mr. Koshin before?

No... I mean yes, in fact I didn't see him.

But I was told he's an elderly man.

An elderly man? Latifeh's brother told you Koshin is old?

Latifeh's brother? You... you're wrong.

- Was he alone? - Yes.

- Did he come for the child? - Most probably,

especially that we knew before that the doctor's brother-in-law.

- Wants to take him back. - How did you know?

The nurse told us so.

Israel's problem is that it's still housing too many Arabs.

Give that man's description to the police and they'll find him.

As for the movie, they promised to have everything set soon.

That's why I want you to go to Tel-Aviv during next week.

- How will we go to Tel-Aviv. - By train.

I mean that we live here and all the scenes we wants are available here.

Our friends who are to work with you cannot leave the capital now.

As for the place, Tel-Aviv is just like Haifa.

Did the railroads go back to business?

Not for everybody, only the special

and military forces can travel by train.

- But we're not special forces. - I'll take you with me,

between us, we are planning for new operations

and it seems that I'm going to lead one of them.

Congratulations.

What about Moshe? He got used to his nurse.

Let her come with you.

- When do we travel? - Next Sunday.

- Good Bye. - Good Bye.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Moshe, honey.

Moshe, come here.

Would you like to come with us to Tel-Aviv?

Tel Aviv?

Wait a minute, they asked you to go with them?

You made my mission more difficult.

They even close the doors when they leave.

Are you going to Tel Aviv on Sunday?

That's my only chance.

Listen to me Safiye, don't go on that train.

Why not?

That train is transporting military equipment to other regions.

Frankly, it is one of our targets.

Nor you or Farhan shouldn't he aboard!

What if I couldn't?

You must try the impossible to prevent getting on that train.

- Where are my keys? - I don't know.

Look for them at once!

Safiye! Look under the bed.

I am going with you to Tel-Aviv, what good will the keys do me?

- I must get going now. - Where are they?

Where will they go? They're in the house.

I was able to get the keys, and if they went out today I could've taken Farhan.

But they will not leave until tomorrow.

But I will not bring Farhan here, they know the address now.

I want you to hide me for a couple of days.

Aren't you glad I'm not going to the train station?

- Nothing matters anymore. - Why not?

Because the man who was intended to put the suitcase on the train.

Was shot today and I don't think he'll still be alive.

Why doesn't someone else do the job?

Like whom?

You were supposed to be the boss, don't you have anybody?

That train isn't ordinary, only soldiers and security can get aboard it.

And those who have special visas.

Do you want me to put the suitcase on the train?

You want me to hold a suitcase of explosives in one hand.

And Farhan in the other?

After all that I've been through, I'm not letting Farhan go!

If you take that step you'll have achieved a great deed.

A great deed that'll cause Farhan's death and mine.

Place the suitcase on the train then descend with Farhan.

Why don't you hold the suitcase?

I wish it was possible.

I wouldn't have asked you to do it yourself.

Impossible.

Time is not on our side Safiye.

Do you know what will happen if that military equipment got to its target?

It means that a new massacre will take place.

Instead of one Farhan there will be a thousand children like him.

And the Jews will take over all Palestine

in one month or two.

- I'm not going to the station. - Because you're afraid.

Let's go guys

What happened to you?

- Hello. - Hello.

The Jews suspected him and shot him while trying to escape.

Ghassan hoped in you more than I did and risked death for you and Farhan.

The poor guy thought that you'll return the favor.

This time they'll follow us in the streets.

Let them kill us and deliver us from this shame.

I think should place this bomb among Palestinians.

To make this occupation easier from them.

Why should we target a train holding our people's killers?

It's even holding our sons Asad and Saeed�s killers.

Rashid! Stay here.

Stay here.

As you wish.

Show her the suitcase.

- Those aren't my clothes. - We have our hopes high in you.

That's why Maya brought your clothes and put them in the suitcase

Where's the bomb then?

We concealed it in the bottom, no one will notice it.

You must be very careful with the handle.

Should you pull it by mistake, run for your life.

Because the bomb will surely explode in 5 minutes.

Are you going to destroy the train with this suitcase?

When the bomb explodes it'll wreck the first trailer.

And the others will derail, and I don't think that there will be any survivors.

Who's going to take the suitcase from me?

I will, I'll take it from you.

- What if you couldn't? - Ghassan in there.

- What if Ghassan... - Then it'll be my turn.

- What then? - You take Farhan and leave the train.

- What about you? - I place the suitcase in the first trailer.

Then I descend.

- Is this woman with you? - Sorry?

- Is this woman with you? - Yes.

- She's Moshe's nurse. - An Arab?

We couldn't calm Moshe if she wasn't with us.

She's his nurse since his birth.

While you finish your conversation, I'll put my suitcase on the train.

Since when did you work for the doctor?

Since the boy was born.

- How is he? - They say he's dead

to the left!

You should've waited for me outside the station.

Who's going to hold Farhan now?

Don't mind the suitcase, you just hold Farhan.

All my life I've been finishing Farhan's work.

You're still young and Farhan's future is with you.

He's the last person remaining from the family.

- Auntie, you know... - I'm done with humiliation.

I lost all my children and they killed Rashid.

What should I live for? To cry for the rest of my life?

Or to see that son of a bitch making a movie about Farhan?

That bastard Shimon is happy with this, don't waste time.

Quickly, bring me those two there.

Don't move.

He isn't a Jewish, he is a dirty saboteur.

You dirty saboteur!

You Arab!

"Do you know what'll happen if this military force reached its target?"

"It means there will be another massacre."

"And instead of one Farhan there will be thousands like him."

I cannot believe in my heart that the man came only for Moshe.

But he's the same person who came to our house

and tried to kidnap Moshe.

You must be tired.

What was he talking to you about?

He asked for my identification papers.

- Do you know him? - No.

Did he ask you any other questions?

No.

But he talked to you for quite a while.

He wanted to make sure that my papers were in order.

Moshe has wet himself.

There's an empty trailer, I'll change him there.

I'm sure I've met this woman somewhere else.

I know her.

- She's the doctor's mother! - The doctor's mother?

And Moshe's grandmother!

- Her name is... Safiye! - My God! She wants to take Moshe!

In the Name of God the Merciful.

The One and Only Eternal and Everlasting.

Ever Awake and Vigilant.

The Master of Heavens and Earth.

No one can mediate with Him unless with His Permission.

He knows all what they have.

And they know nothing of His Knowledge.

But what He Wants them to know, the King of Heaven and Earth.

He's the Supreme and the Mighty.

He's our God the Almighty.

- I'm Shimon, do you recognize me? - Better than your own mother!

The last poet of the Awdeh family!

- Not the last, Shimon! - Moshe! Moshe!

Moshe! Moshe!