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"Before us is the woman you may call

the architect of this historic agreement,

"as well as Eden Petroleum CEO, Michael Gold."

Amikam Sayag was on the oil rig and was severely injured.

- Was Sayag there on duty? - Not as far as we know.

Did you get to say goodbye to him?

Before I could get my bearings, his machines started beeping.

"We'll even the score with the terrorists who apparently came from Lebanon..."

Your suspect is a Palestinian collaborating with Hezbollah.

Release his photo to the media.

Meanwhile, they've crowned me "Nasrallah's spy."

After today, I reckon that Kedmi and Al-Hamati aren't just Hezbollah agents.

Sir, would you like a balloon?

They're too skilled for that.

We'll tell the Secret Service what we know and that we worked for Sayag.

Let's send Eitan Kopel the contract. Sayag believed we can trust him.

We'll track him for 24 hours, and if nothing happens -

we'll both turn ourselves in.

According to this contract, Eden Petroleum has been secretly

under Russian ownership for several months now.

The Flotilla Raid is nothing compared to what the Turks will do if they find out.

The government is planning an operation up north.

- But we're still not done... - I know. The prime minister doesn't seem to care.

- My son just recently... - I know.

- We were invited. - And we're presumed missing. Us and Dikla Levi.

- I'm her partner. - What do you mean, "her partner"?

Is it possible Dikla sent Miriam to meet with a drug dealer?

Listen, you bitch, I'm at your apartment and there's some lady inside.

If you don't contact me and tell me where you hid the money, she's finished.

Where am I?

Sit.

Masha and Keshet present

Who sent this to you?

We still haven't traced the sender.

How long will it take you?

We're on it.

So?

What do you think?

Does this contract look legit?

There are plenty of fake documents on the net that are

best kept under wraps before you know who sent them and why.

It's under wraps, but think about it, it's a genius move on the Russians' part.

- They want to keep the Turks dependent on Russian oil. - Suppose it's true,

you really think this document could have been signed right under my nose?

Beats me. It's encoded in a way that more or less proves Russian intel involvement.

Any 12-year-old hacker could have made it and encoded it!

I very much doubt it.

This document was sent to my personal email address. It's serious.

Gafni, as long as the origin of this document remains unclear,

I demand we regard it as fake.

Syria or Hezbollah could have planted it just to get Israel in trouble.

Are you with me, Eitan?

We have to be extra careful. I suggest you drop this nonsense

and focus on important issues - catching the Hezbollah terrorists.

Kobi!

You heard her, didn't she make herself clear?

Amit just informed me that the document

sent to my personal email bypassed the general server.

Which means?

The only one with direct access to me, avoiding the general server,

- is Sayag. - Sayag is dead.

- But his people are alive. - His people?

I think he bypassed the Mossad again and activated sleeper agents.

Who do you think they are?

The suspects. Amir Al-Hamati and Anat Kedmi.

I don't think Dikla was involved.

You mean to say that Sayag was involved in the explosion? How?

I'm not sure yet.

"Underworld assassinations in Tel Aviv"

Fuck.

Shit, shit, shit...

Shit, shit, shit...

Shit, shit, shit...

Has something happened to my mom?

Stand back.

What's going on?

Sign here and here.

What's this?

Release from house arrest?

I'm not a suspect anymore?

Read the document you signed.

Does this mean I can go back to Tel Aviv?

If you have any questions, call the number provided.

"Mom"

"Hello, you've reached Miriam Levi. Please leave a message." -Fuck!

Mom, it's me.

Please call me back, I got my phone back. They released me.

I was just released.

I'm... I'm on my way home.

I have no idea where you are, call me back quickly.

What's wrong with my card?

Issue me a new magnetic card.

- Get me the aerial photos of Mevo'ot Jerusalem. - But Eli...

Come here a sec.

Somebody tampered with the oil rig's CCTV footage.

Wednesday, 11:47.

Thursday, 11:47.

Someone deleted all the Thursdays and duplicated the Wednesdays six months back.

- I need a few more hours here. - You got it.

- You're okay with that? - Why wouldn't I be?

Didn't they tell you? The Mossad is off the case.

What?!

Where's Eli?

Give the police Dikla Levi's file, the DEA are bugging me.

Why am I off the case?

We have to look into the lead you suggested.

If Sayag, a Mossad member, was behind the explosion,

then the Mossad can't take part in the case. Got it?

I prepared you a bottle of juice.

Let me help you.

Mom still isn't answering.

I think I'll call the police.

That's a bad idea.

Why?

Walk me out.

You can't speak to the police about Mom because I got her in trouble.

How?

- How, Dikla? Is it to do with the pipeline? - No, it isn't.

I didn't blow up the pipeline.

- Then why is your mom in trouble? - If I told you, you'd be in trouble too.

I'll fix everything. I'll go to Tel Aviv and call you from there, okay?

Okay, Dad?

"Okay"? No, it's not okay. I don't know.

I'm sorry.

I messed up.

Okay. Call me.

You'll never believe where we are.

Guess.

No, we had to cut our vacation short

because Shifra was worried, as if we could stop the IDF operation.

I'm going to take a shower.

- Aren't you hungry? - No, I'm beat from the flight.

Yes, we'll call him soon, he must be in the middle of an army drill.

The last thing he needs is our anxiety.

I don't know, her son is a soldier...

"As tensions rise in the north, the Knesset convened this morning..."

"The Home Front Command reports a severe shortage

"of protective spaces and bomb shelters.

"Northern residents have begun..."

- Gadi? - What?

The wine Michael sent us went bad.

I'll go get another bottle from the cellar.

Help!

What happened?

Nothing.

Well, stop yelling, you scared me.

Who are you?

Miriam, Miriam Levi.

- How'd you get in here? - Some creep brought me here.

He knows the entrance code and has the house and garage keys.

- Bastard. Why'd he bring you to my house? - How should I know?

He kidnapped me.

Okay, just stay quiet so my husband doesn't hear you.

Hurry up.

- Before my husband sees you. - One sec.

Shifra,

where are the clean towels?

In the closet! Where else?

The closet?

The only reason I'm not calling the cops

is because my husband mustn't know about that guy, is that clear?

Go.

- Hi, come on in. - Hi.

Dikla's been released.

They've adopted your theory, that only Anat and Amir are involved.

Did you tell Eli about the looped CCTV footage?

Not yet. Should I call him?

- After we solve this. Water? - Yes, thanks.

- So the CCTV loop was planted there in Thursday's recording, right? - Yep.

Go over every worker who was on the oil rig on Thursdays

in the past year. Security guards, sandwich makers, everyone.

How will I get the list? It's all at the operations base.

And here.

Where's my thermal shirt?

I did a wash, check the dryer.

- What did you break? - A coke glass.

Hi.

- Don't you want to change your shirt? - Don't have time.

Did you clean your rifle and magazines?

- I left the magazines in Ra'anana, at Mom's place. - You forgot them?

Mom will bring them when she drives me to the train station.

- It's okay, I'll get that. - Okay, bye, gotta go.

Can I at least get a hug?

- Take care! - I know, "no hitch-hiking and call when you get there."

Tie your shoelaces.

I'm so happy to see you.

My mom disappeared.

- What do you mean, you mom disappeared? - Come.

I don't understand, your mom took your stuff, your clothes,

and then she left the house and she hasn't been in contact with you guys?

Yep, nothing, just disappeared.

- I'm sure she's fine. - I'll just hop over to Ichilov Hospital.

So let's go to Ichilov, I'll go with you.

Eden? Check, please.

"I want my money, you whore!"

What is it, babe?

Nothing...

they're driving me crazy on WhatsApp.

Work, they want me to work overtime, they're having some crisis...

I have to pee.

You'll deal with the check, okay?

Here you go, she'll... do it.

- Hello? - Dikla!

Mom?! Where are you?

- They gave you your phone back? - Yes, they released me.

Where have you been?! Dad's worried sick!

I'm fine, don't worry, I just need you to listen to me.

- You can't go back home. - Why not? - I can't tell you now,

just stay away from your apartment in Tel Aviv, it's dangerous.

- Where's my money? - Where's Miriam?

Listen, you little fuck,

I'm done cleaning up after you and your drug-dealing lover.

Cut the bullshit, Sean. Where's Miriam?

You think I work for free?

If I don't get paid now...

I put a bullet in her mom's head.

Just send me a picture of Miriam safe and sound

and you'll get your money tomorrow. I'll text you the details.

- I want the money now. - That's lovely,

but obviously I don't have it on me. It's a shitload of money.

No money...

No Miriam. I'm serious.

I don't know who the fuck you think you are,

but if anything happens to Miriam or if you're ever stupid enough

to open your mouth and say anything to Dikla about me,

I swear to God, I will hunt you down and I will kill you.

You and your fuckin' little Lenny.

Excuse me.

- Call your dad and tell him we spoke. - Okay, bye.

My mom just called me.

She's alright.

Wait, that was your mom, and she... she's okay?

Better than ever. She's going to see her rabbi.

Wow, I'm shaking.

"Delete messages"

Have you ever been to Cyprus?

As in "Kafrisin" (in Hebrew)?

As in "Kafrisin."

- Got anything? - A headache, that's all I got.

I'm on worker number 95 out of 400.

- Can't you speed things up? - I'm working at full speed.

Worker number 96,

check the Interpol database...

Negative.

Worker number 97.

What have you got there?

Nietzsche. "Thus Spoke Zarathustra."

"Amirim Boarding School, 1992"

Fuck.

What did you find?

A photo of Amir at his boarding school with a girl who looks like Anat.

- Think they studied together? - How?

She graduated Amirim and he graduated Meirson.

Look.

Judging by this photo, they've known each other since they were 16.

Sayag used to get nostalgic

about being a boarding school youth counselor.

Search Amirim Boarding School.

It says it shut down back in '98. Here you go:

"Amirim Boarding School is to become a real estate project,

"and currently serves as a public housing facility for the poor."

- Are you driving to Amirim? I'll join you. - You stay here.

- Call me when you're done. - Eitan, you shouldn't go there alone.

Worker number 100...

Negative.

Anat,

where are you going?

It's been 24 hours since we sent Kopel the contract,

I'm done waiting.

Hold on.

Wait!

- Where are you going? - Home. - Why bother?

Just go straight to prison,

so your kids don't have to see their mom get handcuffed and taken away.

I'm leaving.

Are there alarms or CCTV cameras here?

Yes.

Where?

- Got a gun? - In my purse.

It's here.

Disarm your weapon, put it where I can see it

and stand in the middle of the room with your hands up.

I'm ready.

We're opening the door.

No funny business.

Open the door slowly.

Both of you, on the couch, hands on your knees and don't move.

Why did you send me the contract?

Sayag trusted you.

Is that what he told you?

I never believed in his methods.

Is there another gun?

Under the sink.

Cuff the smart-ass.

And yourself.

Why did you blow up the oil rig during the launch?

Couldn't you do it at night with a lot fewer victims? Why so messy?

What is it, Kopel?

Can't any of you crack the contract?

- Or is the reason lost on you? - The reason is clear:

Sayag feared the Turks would go ballistic if they found out about

the secret deal with Russia so he had you blow up the pipeline

so everyone would think it was a malfunction or Hezbollah.

So you think we also killed Sayag, that he had us blow him up as well?

It was an operational glitch. It blew up too soon.

- Why did that happen, really? - Ask whoever planted the bomb

- or whoever sent him, because it wasn't Sayag. - We weren't on the rig.

I was in Moscow, preparing to send you the contract and other documents.

Whoever did this put us on the attendance list in order to frame us.

We're also trying to find who it was. We have months-worth of correspondence

indicating dubious relations with the Russians.

It's all here, on the laptop.

You caught me on my way to turning myself in.

Why should I believe you?

Check your phone.

"It's Anat Kedmi, on my way to Tel Aviv. Where can you pick me up?"

I sent it as soon as I shut the door.

"Bill of Sale Eden Petroleum Ltd. Dynamicprom"

"June, July, August..."

Those fuckers are tracking me.

Why?

- I was kicked off the case yesterday. - Now you tell us?!

Anat Kedmi, Amir Al-Hamati, you are surrounded...

- How do they know we're here? - They figured when they saw me drive to Amirim.

Do you see the target?

Negative.

I repeat, Anat Kedmi, Amir Al-Hamati, you are surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

We'd better surrender.

I see a weapon.

What are they doing?!

Is there another exit?

Hold your fire!

Follow me!

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

Punch him.

Come on, punch me.

Hold your fire!

Enter.

All clear!

Hands up!

Don't shoot! He's one of ours!

Where are the suspects?

- Where are the suspects? - I don't know, I blacked out.

What happened?

They hit me as soon as I entered.

- What's the status? - I blacked out and woke up when you started shooting.

The suspects have escaped, Eitan Kopel is here, lightly injured.

Okay, let's get outta here.

Comb the area.

Miriam Levi? The rabbi will see you now.

Hello, Honorable Rabbi.

- Mrs. Miriam Levi. - Yes.

- I looked into what you requested. - Thank you.

The girl named...

Joanne Berger,

- nicknamed Jo... - Jo, yes.

Appears on the website of the Jewish community

in Edgartown, Massachusetts, a small community,

so I phoned their rabbi.

He said that she is in fact registered there,

but he's never met her. There isn't and never was a family by that name,

neither in their community nor anywhere in their town.

Is that so? So... what does that mean?

That you were right, the girl is an imposter.

She might not even be Jewish.

Good God...

If your son wants to marry her, it will be a big mess.

She'll have to convert.

I see.

"The convert is a disease for the People of Israel."

Thank you.

What's all this?

Welcome home.

Thanks, babe.

Babe?

Let's get married.

Okie dokie.

I'm serious.

You don't believe me?

Hold on a second, don't move.

Don't move.

Don't laugh at me, okay?

How long have you been hiding this?

A long time.

- Yes? - Yes. - Yes?

Yes.

Yes, yes.

What went down there?

They started shooting at us for no reason, that's what.

- Maybe it was a mistake. - Those people don't make mistakes.

Somebody wants us dead.

Did you take the laptop?

It was destroyed, but I got the USB stick.

So what's the plan?

It's safer for you two to be in detention

than to have some trigger-happy kid shoot you.

- Sounds like a lame plan. - Eitan is right.

How will you explain it to Gafni?

I'll say I saw you two walking by the road on my way to the boarding school.

If he checks the tunnel from the safe house to here, it'll look totally logical.

I'll make sure your husband hires a lawyer

- who won't let anyone wipe you out. - Brilliant plan.

They're sure we took you hostage, they'll beat the crap out of us.

Would you rather be beat up or shot in the head?

I'll work fast. I'll find out who really blew up the pipeline and framed you.

You should also ask Gafni who gave the order to wipe us out today.

Yes!

Book them.

Go inside.

Don't I deserve thanks?

Scram, before Gafni grills you along with them.

- Talk. - I found him!

- Worker number 399, Mike McMillan, an Australian. - Australian.

Take off the beard and glasses, and we don't even need a facial ID, we know him.

Mike McMillan is Sean Tillson.

- Hey, babe. - Hi, Lenny.

- Did you get the money? - Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, baby.

I'll get it tomorrow.

How are you two doing?

False Flag

English: Hagit Harel Subtitles: Trans Titles Ltd.