All language subtitles for The.Teacher.2023.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC5.1-[YTS.MX]-English

[poignant music playing]

[poignant music continues]

[poignant music continues]

[student in English]
The sky was perfect blue.

The day was wonderful,
and the olive harvest had been generous.

To finish off,
my mother co... cooked the most delc...

del... delicious me... delicious meal
I ever did taste.

[in English] Very good. Very good, Adam.

But it is "had ever tasted."

[school bell rings]

The most delicious meal I ev...
I had ever tasted.

[in Arabic] I expect the homework
to be handed in by next Thursday

with no delays.

Yacoub. Please stay.

[students chattering]

Wait for me. I'll find you outside.

You can't hand in work like this.

It's clear you made no effort.

I know this year has been tough,
settling back in.

But remember, this is a chance
to get back control of your life,

and you're just wasting it.

Have another go,

and there's no shame in asking
your brother if you need help.

[chuckles] [in English]
I won't say anything if you don't.

I'm Lisa.

I'm looking for one of your students.

I've been trying to find him
all week, actually. He's like a ghost.

Yacoub Haddad.

I was giving a lecture to the ghost myself
just a few minutes ago.

You might be able to catch him outside.

Okay. Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

Tell me you don't know he's my brother!

You're going to eat shit,
but try if you want.

Move it.

Where are you running off to so soon?

I had it under control.
You didn't have to swing in all Tarzan.

Tarzan? I'm Batman.

Under control, huh?

Just like my English?

You're the brains, I'm the muscle.
That's the truth.

Accept it like I have,
and life will be easier.

Besides, we need to protect
that pretty face of yours.

How else will we attract the girls?

Let's pass by "Al Safadi."
Eat something before heading home?

See?

Genius.

Oh.

[in English] You didn't catch him.

He continues to elude me.

It's shocking to me how many
of these boys have been in detention.

How do you begin to keep them on track
in an environment like this?

Some of them are very resilient.

Others are not so much.

Yacoub was a good student.

But he came out angry.

Some of them
stopped seeing the point anymore.

Do you know actually where this is?

I'm gonna go and visit him
and meet his parents

and try and see if there's a way
we can work together.

Burin.

Where is that?

My village. I live there.

I can take you if you want.

You'll only meet their mother.

Their father passed away
a few years ago. Cancer.

[woman on radio in Arabic]
The well-known U.S. attorney Simon Cohen

and his wife, Rachel,

are arriving now to confirm
proof of life for their son,

U.S. and Israeli dual national,
24-year-old IDF soldier Nathaniel Cohen,

abducted over three years ago.

Do you mind if I grab some fruit?

Not at all.

-Shall I come...
-No. No need.

I just need a few minutes.

[vendors speaking indistinctly]

[in Arabic]
Tell me, do apricots survive the winter?

No. They don't survive the winter.

[in English] Our son
appears to be in good health.

And we are overjoyed to see and hear him.

That's it.

[reporters clamoring]

You said you wanted solid proof of life
to consider the exchange offer,

and now you have it.

It's not that simple.

They want 1200 prisoners, Simon.

They sent this video.

We are beginning to trace its origin.

We will use every means possible
and every source we have.

We want to find him.

[woman speaking angrily in Arabic nearby]

...to destroy our homes,

steal our lands and replace us. Thieves!

[Yacoub] You will not destroy our home.

We have a demolition order.

And here's the bill.

You need to settle it within six weeks,
or you will be fined and then imprisoned.

Move so we can do our job.

Your job? Fuck your job.

And you want us to pay?

Yacoub! Adam!

I'm not moving from here.

I won't let you fuckers destroy our home.

-Boys. Enough now.
-Teach?

Today, at this moment,

there's nothing any of us can do
to stop this.

Understand? Yacoub!

You have barely been out a year.

Losing this house is nothing
compared to the loss of either of you.

Come away!

Come on.

[engine sputtering]

[engine starts]

May God damn you!

[insects chirping]

Hana.

Come.

[chuckles]

See? He's still alive.

Show him to Mom.

Adam. Come give me a hand.

[grunts]

They're all yours, Teach.

Sorry, I should've returned them
a long time ago.

Don't worry about it.

What's important is that you've read them

and the impression they've had on you.

That's what matters.

We'll replace them. Don't worry.

[boy singing in Arabic]

It's beautiful. Thank you.

[woman] Come on. Food is ready.

Yusef.

He made that for me, for my 14th birthday.

[vehicle approaching]

[car door closes]

[Lisa] Hey.

Hi. Hi.

Hi. How are you doing?

[Lisa] They're really good.

[Adam in English] Good morning, Ms. Lisa.

[Lisa] Well, I still choose to be here.

I've got to go. Can I call you tomorrow?

I'll give you a call tomorrow. Okay.

Bye, Mom.

Thank you.

That was a delicious meal.

It was so good.

You deserved a good meal.

It was kind of you to come and help today.

Honestly...

I can get my head around

how fucked up yesterday was.

It was just their turn.

Most of the houses in the village
have demolition orders, including mine.

Legalized Criminality.

Oof.

Have you got anything
a bit lighter to go along with it?

[chuckles]

I will look for something.

Mm.

"And I say to myself,
a moon will rise from my darkness."

Mahmoud Darwish.

A collection of poems.
English translation.

For the lady from London.

Beautiful.

Thank you.

[speaking indistinctly in Arabic]

Try?

Come on, try.

Guys, I want to talk to you.

[Basem] How have things been
at your uncle's place?

Amazing!

Stuffed in one bedroom
with our four cousins.

Nothing nicer than sharing a room
with four pubescents.

I've been meaning to ask you
about the payment for the demolition.

Mom's trying to figure it out.
Our uncle can't afford--

Let them go to hell.
Drink from the sea of Gaza.

Okay.

I hope this is enough.

Thank you. There's no way
our mother will accept this.

No way.

Tell her it's for all the gardening work
you did for me in the old days.

You earned it.

[vehicle approaching]

Great. Miss United Nations has arrived.

She's come to see you.
Maybe you can benefit from it.

Player!

[in English] Hello, Ms. Lisa.

Welcome to our home.

[Lisa] You're not confined
in that prison anymore.

So, now you seize this.

You have to finish school.

I know it's not easy, but the alternative,
Yacoub, is not something I think you want.

You just have to focus. Yacoub.

-Please, man.
-[in Arabic] Sons of bitches!

The olives!

They're setting fire to the olives!

[dramatic music playing]

[panting]

[gunshots]

Yacoub. Yacoub!

[speaking Arabic]

[continues speaking Arabic]

[wailing]

Yacoub!

Oh, shit.

Yacoub!

It's okay. He's gonna be okay.

He's gonna be okay. We can get him...

-[Adam] Yacoub!
-We can get him...

We can get help. He's gonna be okay.

He's gonna be okay.

[somber music playing]

[inaudible]

[woman speaking Arabic]

[shouting indistinctly in Arabic]

[wailing]

How's Adam doing?

Lost.

I asked around
a number of my NGO contacts,

and they recommend a woman
called Arie Feldman.

She's an Israeli lawyer.

But she's known to support
Palestinian rights

and represent their cases.

She's even been successful occasionally.

[in English] So, I will work on this case
and advise you the best I can.

But I have to be clear from the start.

While we will insist
that a proper investigation is being done,

and the key testimony of Adam
and Basem will be presented...

[Basem whispering]

...it is not often that the State
will bring criminal charges.

[in English] So, the killer will go free?

Not conclusively, so we must try--

[in Arabic] Some years ago,
during the olive harvest...

my mother and I and most of the village
were in the groves collecting olives.

I was around 12 years old.

At the time, there was this settler,
a nasty woman.

She must have been around 50.
She's probably passed away by now.

She made a point...

of coming down every couple of weeks
and harassing us.

Of course with the protection of the
military, her and ten to 15 others,

but she was the ringleader.

Anyway, on this occasion,
I was up a ladder picking olives

when she showed up and started
shoving and insulting my mother.

At first, my mother ignored her
and didn't react.

The settler continued shoving my mother,

trying to knock the basket
out of her hands.

But eventually, she succeeded.
My mother stumbled back

and the olives fell everywhere,
all over the ground.

That woman and the other settlers
started stamping on them.

At that moment,

I saw in my mother's eyes
something I'd never seen.

All the fury of the world...

I saw all the fury of the world
in my mother's eyes...

and I felt something was about to happen.

But before I could reach her,

she slapped the settler
right across the face.

It rang across the whole valley.

The settler was shocked.

Everyone was shocked.

Except my mother.

Of course, the military tied her up

and dragged her from the grove
to their vehicle,

and the whole way,
there was this Jewish Israeli objector,

you know, one of those
"in solidarity" with us peaceniks.

She was running after them, pleading
with the soldier to let my mother go.

And I was hoping with all my heart
that he would let her go,

even though I was sure that he wouldn't.

But then what happened was...

the soldier let my mother go.

Despite the settler's ranting and raging,
she became like a wild dog.

You know how they get
when they don't get what they want.

But still, in the end,
the soldier listened to the activist,

and let my mother go.

This lawyer, they say she is very good.

Have some hope and hold onto it.

But after everything you've been through,
you still believe there'll be justice?

Maybe.

Maybe. It's possible.

Besides, this court
will not be a military court.

This court should be different.

Or just two heads of the same snake.

[judge in Hebrew]
You have all been found guilty

of participating in violent
and unlawful congregation,

stone-throwing,

and threatening the security
of the State of Israel.

Yacoub Haddad.

15 years old, sentenced to...

two years detention.

Nader Shaheen.

14 years old.

Second offense, sentenced to three years.

[in Arabic] Rebel until freedom!

[judge in Hebrew] Yusef Al-Saleh.

16 years old.

Sentenced to eight years detention.

-[gavel bangs]
-Court dismissed.

[in Arabic] Eight years? Why eight?

He is 16.
They are sentencing him as an adult.

[poignant music playing]

[indistinct chatter nearby]

[music turns melancholy]

[Lisa] He still hasn't come?

So, when something like this happens,

you shut down.

And...

You feel like you just wanna give up.

Adam.

I don't talk about this very much.

But ten years ago,
my sister was killed in a car accident.

It was a hit-and-run.
Do you know what that is?

So, they hit her with the car,

and they just left her there.

And no one was brought to justice.

They still have no idea who did it.

And the whole thing...

was just...

uh...

unbearable.

And I felt like
everything was coming apart.

And I was in a really dark place.

And I still miss her.
That doesn't go away.

But you...

You can't get stuck.

And I'm here for you. I really am. Okay?

And Basem's here for you too.

Okay?

I think it's time that I head home.

Not home. Not England,
but back to my house.

Come. Let me drop you.

We'll get some food on the way.

[Lisa] Mm.

[pensive music playing]

[inaudible dialogue]

[Basem] Nothing?
What do you mean you didn't taste it?

This is sacrilege.

It's a national treasure for us.

We have to fix this.

-Now.
-[laughs]

[speaking Arabic]

[in English] Here you go.

Wow.

[inaudible dialogue]

-[horns honking]
-[traffic humming]

[in Hebrew] If you could move faster,
please, we have a court hearing.

[indistinct chatter]

[door opens]

[Arie in English] You did well, Adam.

You, too, Basem.

I think your testimonies were strong.

What happens after today?

They begin their investigation

to see if there was enough evidence
to bring to a criminal prosecution.

We must now wait for that.

How long?

I estimate four-five months.

[man speaking Hebrew]

[cell phone chimes]

[Rachel]
Ugh, I hate answering these messages.

"How's it going? How are you feeling?

How are you coping?"

[sighs]

[sighs]

[woman shouting indistinctly in Arabic]

I'm not getting back in the car!

[woman shouting indistinctly in Arabic]

[Liberman] Reliable sources confirm

that heat from the proof-of-life video

prompted them to move your son.

Your ambassador relayed your request
for full transparency.

We believe that this is the latest
location where Nathaniel was held.

[creaking]

[in Arabic] How many times did I tell you
not to take him with you?

Not a single time did you listen.

When I was his age, we always
took to the streets. So did you.

Why should we have prevented him?

And the least one can do
in this shit place is attend a protest.

And asthma doesn't make him a cripple.
It hadn't affected him in years.

You just refuse to understand he wasn't
cut out to be a part of these things.

He wanted to be a part of it.

What? Should I have forbidden him?

Or encouraged him to kneel
and accept that occupation is normal,

that, yes, it's fine to live oppressed

with your head forced to the ground,
and it's all okay?

You know very well that's not what I mean.

[vendors shouting indistinctly]

Some grapes, two mangoes,

and some apples.

Do apricots survive the winter?

Yes.

They survive the winter.

Receipt's inside.

[somber music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

We're under huge pressure,

otherwise, we would not
have brought him here.

Our options are limited,

and Abu-Tarek says you come asking
at the market at least once a week.

Don't get me wrong.

I am committed,

but I don't think this is the best place.

Only a few days, a week, two at most,

until we arrange somewhere
that hasn't been compromised.

Spies are everywhere,

and informants
are singing their lungs out.

Alone is going to be difficult.

I'll need to be at school each day.

Many of my students
come from this village.

Also, my house is very exposed.

That's all we need.

No need to miss work. On the contrary.

Just make sure he is kept secure and fed.

[soft dramatic music playing]

[school bell rings]

[students chattering]

[insects buzzing]

Come on, Bunduk.

[suspenseful music playing]

-What are you doing here?
-Who is that man?

It's none of your business who he is!

And it's better that you don't know.
For your own good.

What gave you the right
to come snooping around my property?

I saw you the other night
and those men who brought him here.

He's that captured soldier, right?

It's him. Nathaniel Cohen?

It's him, right, Teach?

It's him.

Adam, this is not a game.

The lives of over a thousand prisoners
depend on that one soldier.

Their destinies
have been tied around my neck.

And now around yours too.

You cannot tell a soul about this.
No one. Do you hear me?

Absolutely no one!

I understand. I'm with you.

Good.

Not a word!

We'll show them. I'm with you.

Okay, Adam. The most important thing
is you remain calm

and act as though
you haven't seen a thing.

Stay focused on your studies
and look after your mother.

Forget what you have seen today.
That's how I need you to help.

-Understand?
-Understood.

-Understand?
-Understood.

Okay.

[speaking Arabic]

OUR MARTYRS

[inaudible dialogue]

...doing his thing.

Oh, before I forget.

Mahmoud Darwish, I loved.

Beautiful.

Legalized Criminality...

not so much.

But it's clearly a very important read.

So, what have you got for me next?

I'll bring something next week.

Well, perhaps I could see you
over the weekend.

For the...

sake of my literary education.

I'm planning to go visit my sister
this weekend.

In Jenin.

I have a regular hitchhiker now.

Yeah.

It's good he's back.

Yeah.

Okay. Well, I'll see you next week.

[car horn honks]

-[in Arabic] Teach.
-Hmm?

I'm going to kill that settler
that murdered Yacoub,

and I want you to help me.

What's gotten into you?

What's this stupidity
you're talking about?

Stupid? Me?

You're the one that's got
an abducted soldier in their house.

You know what, if you don't want
to help me, I'll do it alone.

Adam?

Adam!

Adam.

Adam, stop!

-Wait!
-What do you want?

You think killing him
will solve all your problems?

Hmm?

What will you gain?

I'll have killed the bastard
who killed my brother.

That's it? You just want revenge?

Yes, revenge! Why not?

Isn't that why you're doing
what you're doing?

No. No, that's not why.

Revenge eats away at you
and destroys you from the inside,

and it resolves absolutely nothing.
Nothing!

And it doesn't matter what the reason is.

I'm also under pressure.

You know my situation.

But I promise we'll spend more time
together once I'm done with this issue.

Tonight, I'll pick out some books for you.

Maybe get your mind off things.

I don't know how to think
about anything else.

Grief is hard, Adam.

Grief is hard.

But killing that settler
won't bring your brother back.

I miss him.

I'm alone again.

He's the only one
that made this shitty life bearable.

I know.

I swear to God, I know.

But this is not the way.

You are not alone, Adam.

I'm here with you.

[Adam sniffles]

I spoke with Liberman earlier.

He said two different reliable sources
have given the same information.

He wouldn't be more specific...

but some kind of action is imminent.

[indistinct chatter]

[ominous music playing]

[dog barking]

[indistinct shouting]

[woman screams]

[indistinct shouting]

[panting]

[helicopter whirring]

[dog barking]

-[in Hebrew] Get back!
-Hands up!

Down, get down!

Get up!

Get up!

Anybody in the house?

-Anyone here?
-No.

That way.

[soldier] Clear.

Clear. Move.

[suspenseful music playing]

[soldier] Clear.

Cut him loose.

[vehicle engine roaring]

[people shouting and screaming]

[gunfire]

[people screaming]

[soldiers shouting indistinctly]

[gunfire]

[glass shattering]

[glass shattering]

[vehicle engine roaring]

[people shouting]

[gunfire]

[people screaming]

[gunfire]

[footsteps approaching]

[door opens]

The last thing I wanted
was to involve you in any of this.

I'm sorry.

I'm ready.

Ready for what?

To get justice for my brother.

Adam, give me the gun.

Give me the gun, Adam.

You failed.

If I hadn't been here today,
you'd have been ruined.

Now you have to help me with that killer
sitting comfortably up on that hill.

You have to!

You owe me.

After today. After what happened today.

For hours, I had to listen
to the screams and shots in the village.

I'm sure I even heard my own sister
screaming at one point.

But I stayed hidden with that
piece of shit they call a soldier.

You did well. You did really well.

No one was hurt. Your family is safe.

You're safe. They're gone.

And Yacoub? What about Yacoub?

Don't you dare think that's what Yacoub
would want you to do.

To go off and kill
or be killed or imprisoned

and leave your mother to mourn you
the rest of her life!

-He would want me to resist.
-Yes. But not like this.

What you did today was courageous.

You saved me,
and you saved all those prisoners.

What you did takes a strong heart,
and Yacoub would be proud of you.

Leave it with me. I'll give it
back to you. They won't catch me.

Take a breath.

Take a breath

and calm down,
so we can think with clear minds.

Let's agree we're both exhausted
and need to rest.

Let's put the gun in a safe place,

and we can think calmly in the morning.

Okay?

And I want you to know...

what you did today...

no one could have done.

No one.

Give me the gun.

[pensive music playing]

[vendor] Welcome. How can I help?

Uh...

The plums are delicious,
and we also have watermelon.

-Everything's fresh today.
-I'll take four plums.

[Abu-Tarek] Good morning.

Ibraheem, I'll take it from here.

You go sort out the storage.

My cousin.

Ten.

Keep the change.

[vendor shouting in Arabic]

[cell phone ringing]

Simon Cohen.

Okay.

Okay.

What? Tell me.

Not a trace of Nathaniel.

Apparently, they searched
an entire village.

"Tore every home to pieces"
were his exact words.

Spare me your concern for these people.

I'm just as disappointed as you are.

Really?

Well, maybe if you had spent
less time working

and given our son
even a fraction of the attention

he so desperately wanted from you...

he might not have been so quick
to come here.

And maybe,

just...

maybe...

he wouldn't be rotting away somewhere...

surrounded by, God only knows,
what hateful people.

[in English] Soon.

[buzzing]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[pensive music playing]

Have you made any recent contact?
A counteroffer?

We are reviewing the profiles of the
residents of Burin village right here.

We have coordinated
with the Palestinian authority,

given them enough threats and incentives.

Our agents are on the streets
collecting further intelligence.

We know we have shaken these terrorists.

Smoked them out from underground,
sort of speak.

It's just a matter of time.

[knocking on door]

See, Simon?

A development. Just now.

Al Ustaz.

What's that?

Not what, Simon. Who.

Al Ustaz, The Teacher.

Code name.

Teacher.

Basem Al-Saleh.

Profession: schoolteacher.

-[phone ringing]
-Excuse me.

[in Hebrew] Yes.

Yes. Yes.

Yuval!

[in English] Tell Agent Alon
to mobilize a team for Burin.

Immediately.

We'll go pay this teacher a visit.

Bring him in if we need to.

I will personally join the team, Simon.

[vehicle approaching]

[dog barks]

I'm so sorry.

Um, I gave myself an extra 45 minutes,

and then we just cruised through
the checkpoint.

No problem. No problem at all.

I was walking Bunduk in this heat.

And I have to take a shower.

-Okay.
-Come inside.

Come inside before the whole village
starts with their gossip.

[pounding on door]

[ominous music playing]

[in Arabic] I'm Elie Liberman,

Head of Security in the West Bank

and in charge
of bringing back our soldier,

Nathaniel Cohen, to his family.

[in English] I've read about you

from Moldova. Or was it Romania?

Your Arabic is not very good.

Did you try to learn it there before
you came here or after you arrived?

[in English] Our sources told us
that Nathaniel Cohen

had been moved to this village.

And we also heard about The Teacher.

Oh.

I see.

Your sources told you about The Teacher,

and you came to see a teacher.

[scoffs]

I did some research on you,
Basem Al-Saleh.

I've never met a teacher
who failed to learn his own lessons.

'88, '93, '95.

It seems you like
the inside of our prisons.

I've been very happy not to have seen one
in nearly 20 years.

Each time was for a few months.

A small price we expect to pay
for resisting an occupier.

But as you can see,
it's only been books for me since.

Yes.

You stopped causing trouble
around the time your son was born.

But your son...

Well, your son...

[door opens]

Sorry. I didn't know
anyone was coming around.

Identification.

Um, where do you think I have that hiding?

Where I come from

I'm pretty sure it's us who should be
asking for your identification.

ID. Do not make me ask a third time.

When did your wife,

living in Hebron now,

leave you?

I'm sure your research
has that information already.

So, you work together.

Lisa Collins
of 23 Clifton Street, London, U.K.

Juvenile detention
and rehabilitation counselor.

Volunteer.

Make sure you renew your visa soon.

[door opens]

[gentle music playing]

Come on, Basem. We're gonna be late.

Oh. Shit.

This is a real gun.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

Jesus. Okay. So, first,

I didn't know that you were married.

I know you've got a son
that you've never mentioned to me.

And now this.

Do you know what, Basem?

If you're not willing
to share your life with me,

and your son,

then I don't...

I don't really know
what I'm doing here with you.

Lisa.

It happened...

in the first winter...

after my son...

Yusef...

was sentenced to military prison...

for being at a protest...

I insisted taking him to.

It was...

during a hunger strike.

Yusef wasn't participating.

But to punish the strikers
and break solidarity,

the guards would put the other prisoners
out in the cold.

[doors slamming shut]

[coughing]

[in Arabic] Get warm.

Calm, calm...

What's wrong with him?

[coughing]

Guard!

[pounding on door]

Guard! Guard!

Guard!

[coughing]

We know you can hear us.

[Yousef breathing heavily]

[coughing]

[prisoner shouting]

[Yousef continues coughing]

[prisoner shouting and pounding on door]

[stammers]

No one came.

And...

It was...

too late.

And...

my son...

[sobbing]

[somber music playing]

Excuse me. I'm looking for
Mr. Basem Al-Saleh.

Yeah. Okay.

You go down that way, upstairs
and the third classroom on the right.

Basem Al-Saleh?

I'm here alone.

So, you know who I am.

Of course. From the media.
Most people know who you are.

But why are you here?

Do you know where my son is?

-No.
-Please.

Do you know anything
about where they're keeping him?

Or who?

Or anything?

No.

You're an educator, right?

What do you teach?

-English.
-English.

English. Good.

I never saw eye to eye with my son.
He's such a stubborn kid.

It was after one of those Birthright
trips here with some friends

that he told me he wanted to stay.

I assumed a girl
must have been the motivation,

that he would change his mind
once things didn't work out,

but that didn't happen.

My wife... she blames me.

First, I didn't take a stand to stop him,

then, for not doing enough
to get him back.

But I don't know

what to do.

So, I am here...

asking you...

if you know anything,

please.

I don't know where your son is,
and I can't help in any way.

This is what I told your people
when they came into my home.

Twice.

They're not my people.

I know what happened to your own son.

I don't know whether you know
where Nathaniel is,

and I shouldn't expect you to help
even if you did.

But for what it's worth...

as a father...

I am truly...

truly sorry for your loss.

They'll keep him alive
as long as it takes.

How do you know that?

Because they know

that your people believe

your son is worth a thousand of mine.

[somber music playing]

I think

I should take you home.

Basem, your life here
is clearly complicated.

I can see that.

There are things you don't know about me.

That I'll never be able to share with you.

I believe you have your reasons for that.

I've already ruined one woman's life.

Devastated her completely.

I...

You're not to blame
for what happened to Yusef.

I hope you know that.

I have deep wounds.

I'm stuck in this, here...

my reality.

I'm chained to my failures, my past.

You... You... You...

You are a woman with choices.

But at this moment in time...

and with my eyes wide open...

I choose you.

[door opens]

[in Arabic] I know it's overcrowded
here at your uncle's

and things have been tough for you
these few months,

focusing on your studies and so on.

I have a spare room at my house.

I've spoken to your mother and your uncle.

They're both fine with you moving in.

Only if you would like to.

Yes.

[chuckles]

[pensive music playing]

[sports commentator speaking Arabic on TV]

[speaking Arabic]

[speaking Arabic]

Thirty-five. I'm so sorry.

It's been reached.

An agreement has been reached.

They agreed.

The names of all the prisoners
have been agreed and checked.

They're announcing it today, Rachel.

Nathaniel is coming home.

[sobbing]

My sweetheart.

[judge in Hebrew] The representatives
of Mr. Yuri Hoffman,

state that their client is innocent.

They have brought forth witnesses

that place Mr. Hoffman elsewhere
at the time of Mr. Yacoub Haddad's death.

Following the investigation,

it is our finding that there
is not enough evidence [clears throat]

to detain the accused,

nor enough evidence for a criminal case

to be pursued by the State against him.

Dismissed.

This is unbelievable! Shameful!

[in Arabic] What? This is not justice!
This is a joke!

He killed my brother!
You killed my brother!

You were with him! You were also with him!

This court is a joke!

I swear he killed my brother!

I saw him with my own eyes!

We wasted our time on this joke
of a legal system. Did you see him?

He knew he was getting away with it.
They all did.

People greeting him
like he's some rock star

while my brother is in the ground!

I'm an idiot for thinking
for a second, we had a chance.

We should've done something
when we had Nathaniel Cohen.

Lower your voice!

I know you're angry,
and you have every right to be,

but this is not the place
to bring that up.

[pensive music playing]

[poignant music playing]

[sobbing]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[sobbing]

Come join me.

We'll pick up Lisa
and head to "The Valley" for dinner.

Come on.

Not in the mood.

Okay.

The food your mom dropped us
is in the fridge if you feel like a bite.

See you in a bit.

[pensive music playing]

[reporter on TV]...nine weeks since
the prisoner exchange was announced.

Hope returns as mothers,
fathers, sisters, brothers

are reunited with their families.

236 of the Palestinians released
are women and children

from the 1,078 political prisoners
released from Israel's prisons today.

[tense music playing]

I'm not joking.

When I first met you,

I was like, "Phwoar!"

-"Phwoar"?
-Yeah.

What is "phwoar"?

It's, um...

It's, like, an English thing.

Adam?

Adam?

[ominous music playing]

[in English] Get out.

[in Hebrew] Relax, kid.

Everything is okay.

[gunshot]

[in Arabic] Give me the knife.

Give me the knife.

Did anyone else see you?

Adam, I need you to focus.
Did anyone see you?

His wife and child. But not my face.

Okay. Do exactly what I tell you.
Take off your sweater.

Take off your sweater, Adam. Quickly!

Give it to me.

Go now! Quickly!

No, Teach. No way.

Adam, I need you
to get out of here. Right now.

You go exactly how you came.

No way. I'm not leaving. No way!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

You have nothing to be sorry about.
It's not your fault.

Listen, if you don't leave now,
then I will have failed.

And I don't want to fail twice.

Now! I beg you! Go now!

Go! Go! They're coming!
They've arrived! Go!

Run! Run!

[somber music playing]

[applauding and whistling]

[man] The graduate Riyad Suliman.

[applauding and cheering]

[guests whistling]

And now, the final award

for the most promising graduate goes to

Adam Shafeek Haddad!

[guests cheering]

[guests whistling]

[pensive music playing]

[reporter on TV]
Bombs continue to pound Gaza today.

Israel calls this
"Operation Protective Edge."

This devastating assault has resulted
in the death of over 1,300 Palestinians,

the majority civilians,

-including over 300 children.
-[cell phone buzzing]

[reporter on TV continues speaking]

[insects chirping]

[car approaching]

[car engine idling]

[poignant music playing]

[music fades out]