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[Instrumental Middle Eastern music]

TONY: My son...

...if you're listening to this tape, that must mean I'm dead.

It's sad, really.

I was looking forward to meeting you.

You will hear some stories about me.

Some will make you think I was a hero.

Others will make you think I was a murderer.

Truth was, I was probably both.

You should know what my world was like...

...when your mother found out she was carrying you.

[Instrumental Middle Eastern music]

TONY: Jews and Arabs had been killing each other for 50 years.

[Prayer chanting]

TONY: They had their point men...

...we had ours.

One of their most vicious and ruthless assassins...

...was a man called Amar Kamil.

My job was to find him...

...and kill him.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Phone rings]

Hello?

It's Uncle. I'm home.

Tell Auntie Hilda I will send her the recipe.

[Pop music plays on radio]

MADDY ON RADIO: This is Radio 98.9...

...the Luxembourg station to the nation...

...where I'll bring you up-to-the-minute weather and local news so stay tuned.

[Pop music plays on radio]

DOORMAN: Hello, sir.

Taxi, sir? I'll call a taxi for you.

AMAR DOUBLE: I'm in a hurry.

Thank you.

[Slow-motion instrumental music]

MADDY: Hello, my lovely Luxembourgers.

There's possibility of rain later today...

...but there's a big sale at the mall...

...so get out there now and get shopping.

TONY: They've got him.

Thank you.

RAINER: Uncle, we're on. BAUM: Good.

FRANCIE: What's in the package, Mr. Amar?

AMAR DOUBLE: Taxi!

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

RAINER: Amar Kamil!

May you rot in hell, you bloody murderer!

TONY: It's not the guy. It's not the guy!

You shot the wrong guy!

TONY: Rainer! RAINER: No!

My car is having a serious problem, I cannot pick you up.

TONY: Get him out of the way!

[Car alarm sounds]

[Tyres screech]

Tony, get in!

MADDY: Come on!

TONY: Go!

You'll be all right. Stay with me.

[Indistinguishable chatter on radio]

[Car horn honks continuously]

[Tyres screech]

[Car horns blare]

Get down. Stay down.

Shit!

[Train horn blares]

[Yelling]

[Police sirens sound]

POLICE: Don't make any fast moves! Put your hands on your head now!

Don't move!

Don't move or I'll shoot you in your head.

BAUM: Come on!

[Despairing groan]

BAUM: The police got Weber. We've got to leave right away.

There were three of them. Tony got one.

BAUM: This is a disaster!

[Ambulance siren sounds]

We shot the wrong man!

Tony, you're gonna be okay.

TONY: We were set up!

We lost Rainer.

NEWSCASTER: This is World News Europe .

Today at 3:00 PM, Central European Time...

...Palestinian terrorist Amar Kamil was killed while returning...

...to his apartment in the banking district of the Luxembourg capital.

Amar Kamil was killed by three bullets shot at close range.

According to sources from the Israeli Minister of Defence...

...Amar Kamil was believed to be responsible...

...for three bombings in Jerusalem that left 34 dead.

[Police sirens sound]

GENERAL IN HEBREW: Doctor, if you don't mind.

Doctor, if there's the slightest problem we'll call you.

Thank you.

Tony, I'm sorry, but we have to debrief you.

BAUM: Can you talk? TONY: Yeah.

Do you have a clear understanding of events?

Yes.

BAUM: The two men that were following you...

...when did you first notice them?

When it was too late.

TONY: And Hauser?

BAUM: Arrested, in jail. He's okay.

If you were better at following procedure your partner wouldn't be dead...

...and you wouldn't be lying in the hospital.

You put together a fucked-up bunch of foreigners.

GENERAL: A regular foreign legion. TONY: It wasn't him.

Who wasn't him?

Amar Kamil.

He was saying the same thing on the plane on the way home.

Why do you think it wasn't him?

His eyes.

They were terrified.

TONY: He was so scared.

This is bullshit.

We already have a positive I.D. on Kamil and that is no longer an issue.

[Announcements over loudspeaker]

[Instrumental Middle Eastern music]

EMIL: Amar, you remember the colonel?

No more military titles.

The KGB is no more. We are now business associates.

This is Victor.

Formerly head of our operations in Israel, now your contact.

Victor will provide you all the promised information and logistic support.

[Discussion in Slavic between Emil and Slavic gentleman]

The colonel, I mean, our host...

...would like you to reconsider your conditions...

...now that the Israelis think you are dead.

He believes this personal quest of yours could endanger the operation.

Tell him to go fuck himself.

[Discussion in Slavic between Emil and Slavic gentleman]

What did he say?

He wishes you good luck.

Cut the shit. What did he say?

He said the Arabs and Jews are both fucking insane...

...and you absolutely deserve each other.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

HORST: Come, boy! Hope you don't mind dogs.

FRANCIE: Good to see you. TONY: Good to see you.

BAUM: Welcome home, soldier. TONY: Thank you.

MADDY: You look good.

Let me take that.

FRANCIE: Go sit down.

Sorry we couldn't visit, Tony.

It's okay.

HORST: General's orders.

You must still be in pain.

No.

I remember when I had my kidney stones taken out.

I couldn't pee for weeks without biting on a towel.

Men are such whiners.

Try having an eight-pound baby come out.

Listen, I'm fine, guys.

I start therapy, I mean, physical therapy, in a few days...

...and in about three weeks, I'm going to get back at work.

[Tony chuckles]

Well, we better get on with dinner.

MADDY: Some music?

I hope you don't mind the mess I made of your kitchen...

...but that's the price you have to pay for ambitious French cooking.

What's going on, guys?

Well, you don't have to bust a gut on this rehabilitation programme.

We're all suspended.

WEBER: Except Maddy.

She must have given a good account of what happened.

Don't blame her!

She told what she saw.

Well, excuse me! They can't blame us!

They've got to blame somebody.

BAUM: Rainer is dead.

Hauser is in prison.

The whole team's cover is blown and we create an international incident.

Who else are they going to blame?

I'm now working in research.

They gave us a choice. A desk job or nothing.

And I'm two years short of a pension.

WEBER: It's not so bad.

Times are changing, anyways.

Peace is breaking out all over.

So, one might as well get a jump on a new career.

I, for one, am going back to New York to finish my studies.

So, you may consider this my going-away party.

I suggest we all get very drunk.

Excellent idea.

Hell, I don't have to call you Weber anymore.

What's your real name, anyway?

Zvika Perlman.

I know. I prefer Harry Weber myself.

BAUM: It is not necessary for you to walk me to my car.

I can find it by myself. You should not be walking.

I'm fine. Really.

Boys and girls...

...what do you say I drive you to my place?

Get in the car.

[Singing and drunken chatter]

Maybe we should talk.

Not when you're in such pain. You shouldn't be walking around yet.

-Do you want to come up? -No.

This is all too difficult.

-Let's let some time go by. -We can't let time go by.

-There's a decision to be made. -It's my decision.

MADDY: I intend to make it by myself.

I don't want to fight. My car's over there.

Let me at least walk you.

Please.

I didn't have a chance to thank you for pulling me out.

MADDY: Poor Rainer. I don't know why, but...

...I never thought any of us would ever get hurt.

No, this is how we got into trouble to begin with.

I'm serious.

Let's not talk for a while.

Let's figure this out calmly.

[Slow instrumental plays]

There.

Once the swelling goes down and the discoloration fades...

...with these contact lenses, you could look like this man.

AMAR: Good. Thank you.

Well, gentlemen, good evening.

I've done work with you before.

I'm totally reliable.

Bring the nurse in here.

NABIL: The nurse. Right now.

DOCTOR: Petra, come in please.

PETRA: I'm coming.

AMAR: Don't scream.

Don't scream, okay?

[Petra breathes nervously]

Take off your clothes. You, too.

[Whispers] Are you left or right-handed?

[Whispers] Left.

AMAR: Left?

Left-handed.

Hurry up.

I'm totally reliable!

Shoot him!

Shoot him.

Or I'll shoot you.

[Instrumental Middle Eastern music]

[Greet each other]

RECEPTIONIST: How's the shoulder? TONY: Great.

I'm taking up arm wrestling.

It's Tony.

TONY: See ya.

[Book slams on desk]

You are behind on your work.

I don't care if it takes you all night long...

...I want to see a clean desk in the morning. Is that understood?

Yes, it is.

What?

I don't know what you are doing here!

Stop torturing yourself.

You're a young man. Start a new life.

I'm fine.

Really.

Let's not talk about it anymore, okay?

Fine. No problem.

Postcard from Weber.

He sounds happy.

That's because he's smart.

He's dealing with reality.

Get a life.

[Rap music plays]

WEBER IN HEBREW: Excuse me, can I borrow the sports page?

AMAR IN HEBREW: Sure.

AMAR: Maccabee Tel Aviv just made the European finals.

You're kidding.

I heard it was a great game. My girlfriend is an El Al stewardess.

She has the game on tape and is due in town tomorrow.

You lucky dog.

Here.

Yossi Yerushalmi.

WEBER: Zvika Perlman.

Are you a student?

Yeah. Funny, at my age. You?

I'm only here on a visit. Staying with relatives.

My aunt is a sex therapist.

She thinks she can give Dr. Ruth a run for her money.

Listen, you are a big Maccabee fan.

You can come over and watch the game with us.

WEBER: Where do you live?

Fifteen West 72nd Street.

That is just around the corner from where I live.

[Rap music plays]

WEBER: After the game he says, "I just want to know one thing...

"...who's the little guy?"

I need some cigarettes. Want anything?

No. Yeah, maybe some milk.

CHINESE MAN: Hello.

-Packet of lights. -Yes, sir.

Please, God, no.

I respect a man of God.

[Praying in Hebrew]

TONY: If Harry were here, he would tell us to cheer up.

FRANCIE: You are right.

FRANCIE IN FRENCH: Take care. TONY: You, too.

FRANCIE: Wish me luck. TONY: What for?

I just got a job at the embassy in Monaco. Pretty great, huh?

Lots of muscular young men in search of an intellectual encounter.

Give my best to Maddy.

TONY: I will.

Take care.

[Doorbell buzzes]

Yes?

TONY: It's Tony. Is this a bad time?

No, it's fine.

Come up.

[Knocking on door]

MADDY: Come in.

Thanks.

-Did you just get back from the funeral? -Yes.

I wanted to be there.

I loved Weber.

But, I am still operational.

I am happy for you.

You are the best communication officer they have.

The general is vicious, but he's not stupid...

...at least not consistently stupid.

How are you? Are you nauseous?

If you are asking if I am still pregnant, the answer is yes.

I have decided to keep it.

Does this come as a surprise to you?

No, I thought maybe you...

Maybe you would let me...

Maybe you could just let me...

I've been rehearsing this speech for a month, but now--

Now what?

TONY: Weber.

I can't get his death out of my mind.

You don't really think it was an accident, do you?

So, this is a professional visit?

No, it's not just...

MADDY: I don't like to talk shop on my day off...

...but as a professional courtesy, what's troubling you?

Who clued us in on Kamil's whereabouts?

MADDY: An insider. TONY: Arab?

I don't think so. Some criminal element. Probably German.

Could you...

Could you get his file for me?

I no longer have clearance. You know that.

I thought you came here to get on your hands and knees...

...and tell me that you can't live without me...

...and that, baby or not, we belong together forever and ever.

I did. I swear.

To hell with you! All you want is me to spy for you.

I am not falling for this. I am not taking pity on you.

You came here...

...on a "professional" matter, as in:

"Maddy, it would be unprofessional for us to have a personal relationship.

"It would jeopardise our professional one.

"It would endanger team cohesion.

"It would break our concentration for the task at hand."

Talk about unprofessional!

Mr. Regulation, Mr. By the Book.

You're asking me to jeopardise my career for some harebrained conspiracy theory!

Then who were the two guys who came after me and Rainer?

Probably Kamil's bodyguards!

Why did the police I.D. the guy I shot as a former KGB gun?

And if they were his bodyguards...

...why did they wait for us to kill the guy before they came after us?

You don't have to get me the information.

I understand.

I'm sorry if I caused you any unhappiness ever.

I really am.

'Bye.

[Rhythmic instrumental music]

POLICE CAPTAIN: Council, sign here.

Good night.

I am looking forward to going home.

General Ben-Zion would like you to stay out of Israel...

...for a little while.

Journalists will hound you there and...

...both governments are trying to let this whole affair die down.

HAUSER: Where am I going?

Don't worry. You are going on vacation. Innsbruck, Austria.

Six hours from here. Good food, good wine, and...

...perhaps a pretty skiing enthusiast.

There is a suitcase in the trunk that has everything you will need.

Good luck.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Rock music plays on radio]

AMAR: Die!

Die!

Die!

Come on, motherfucker!

Die!

[Tyres screech]

Now what?

Now we wait.

We wait for them to come to us.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

-Good morning, Tony. -'Morning.

See?

Not bad.

Good for you. Password, please.

-What? You must be kidding. -There is a perimeter alert on today.

-What happened? -Password?

Password...

TONY: Pinball wizard.

RECEPTIONIST: It's Tony.

TONY: Thanks.

GENERAL: It's where we're having the most activity.

Tony, come in. Sit down.

What happened? Is it Maddy?

No, it is not Maddy.

BAUM: Peter Hauser.

The Austrian police found his body.

His car had gone off the road.

They say it was an accident.

He was the best driver I've seen!

I am sorry. I understand he was your friend.

He was family, like Harry Weber. Who is next?

Maddy? Francie? Horst? You, Benni? Me?

What is he talking about?

You know exactly what I am talking about.

Amar Kamil.

I called you in here because of your relationship with Peter.

You may go back to your office now.

Are you fucking blind?

Can't you see the pattern?

Or is it because we're your goddamn foreign legion...

...and you do not care if we live or die?

A dead terrorist coming back to life...

...just to take vengeance on one of our old teams.

Clean your desk. And within 15 minutes, leave this building.

Their blood is on your hands, you motherfucker.

Tony, that is enough! Come on!

It does not do any good. No damn good at all.

MADDY: Get in.

I heard about Peter.

Please get in.

Where are you going?

Drop me anywhere.

Let me rephrase this.

I know you are going to an airline office or a travel agency.

My question is, which one?

I know the way you think.

I know what you are going to do.

TONY: You are not going to-- MADDY: No, I will not report you.

Do you think I am crazy?

I think something very strange and very dangerous is going on.

Here.

The file you asked for.

Thanks.

BAUM: [Whispers] Tony!

Open up!

Packed already.

How come I am not surprised?

Let's talk this through!

I have got a flight tomorrow morning.

BAUM: Indulge me! HORST: You got the file?

Some respect!

TONY: Come in.

BAUM: Let's assume for the moment, for argument, that you are right.

That Amar's death was staged.

By whom?

Not the PLO.

They are trying to make an arrangement with us.

These people have no interest in Amar taking out Weber and Hauser.

There's nothing in it for them.

TONY: You are talking about Amar like he is some MBA guy making a business move!

This is the Middle East, for Christ's sake! And this guy is old school.

For some reason, this has become personal to him.

I am not going to sit around and wait for him to call.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

TONY: I will be right back.

[Announcements over loudspeaker]

HORST: Spending government money on unauthorized missions.

You will get us at least 20 years.

TONY: We will worry about it later.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

I have not done this since the basic course.

I can see that.

Don't worry, it will come back to me.

How do you say "escort service" in German?

It's Begleitdienst .

You have to ask specifically for someone who does kinky.

Kinky in German is abartig .

[Rock music plays]

TONY: Let's go.

Danke.

Nazi filth.

Makes we want to go home and scrub my body.

TONY: Your papa?

Maybe your father and my father knew each other.

Please. I am not a Nazi.

THOMAS: I sell a little drugs on the side.

My supplier tells me we are in business now with the Arabs.

I say, "Fine, it is business."

Amar Kamil.

He is still alive, isn't he?

Isn't he?

[Thomas screams]

-All I know is-- -Where is he now?

THOMAS: I'm supposed to deliver a package...

...to him in the park.

[Chattering and laughing]

AMAR: I am sorry.

I could not resist.

Nightfall . David Goodis.

Didn't a French director make a famous movie...

...from one of his books?

Yes, Francois Truffaut.

Don't Shoot the Piano Player .

That is right!

AMAR: Isn't that the movie where one of the characters says:

"If I am lying, may my grandmother drop dead"?

And the next thing you see is some old lady falling from a rocking chair?

That is right. Are you a movie buff?

What is a "buff"? My English.

Your English is fine. A buff is a lover.

Somebody who has passion for something.

Then I am a buff.

A big buff.

[Brass band plays]

THOMAS: Thanks. Keep the change. WAITRESS: Bitte schon.

Excuse me. May I borrow the sports page?

Keep it. I am done with it.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

There's your friend.

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

TONY: Are you okay?

Give me the gun.

-Did you find him? -No.

He set us up again, but I bet I know where the bastard is.

AMAR: No. You are wrong. I am sorry.

My father told me never to contradict a beautiful woman.

But, I am Greek.

To put turkey in a moussaka is like committing an act against nature...

...against Greek civilization. Plato, Sophocles, Melina Mercouri.

Ridiculous!

If you want, I will buy the ingredients...

...and I will make you the best moussaka you have ever tasted.

I will make it in my apartment, your apartment, anywhere you want.

I don't know.

My mother warned me about men who know too much about cooking.

Your mother is a very wise woman.

But I am truly a moussaka. ..buff?

Yes?

We are both buffs, no?

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

Here we are.

My kitchen.

It's a bit of a mess. I'm sorry.

Why don't you start? I'll just shower and then join you.

You might need this.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

POLICEMAN: Visiting hours are over.

TONY: I want to see Francie Koln.

Mr. Moti, there are two Israelis here to see Nancy Cohen.

I want to see Francie Koln. It's a matter of life and death.

It is her day off.

-What is her address? -I can't give it to you. Regulations.

Fuck regulations.

If this woman gets killed tonight...

...you will be shining floors for the rest of your life.

Open the door.

I will have to speak to my superior.

He does not live far from here. Wait here.

[Traditional Greek music plays]

Smells good.

Delicious.

-Can I help? -No.

You are the queen. I serve you here.

To the queen.

To the king of moussaka .

I love this music.

[Laughing]

FRANCIE: Like to dance? AMAR: Why not?

You have just ruined a good meal.

CHIEF: What's the problem? TONY: Classified.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Oh, God!

CHIEF: This wouldn't be an emergency drill because...

...if the three of us were killed in an accident--

For the last time, this is not a drill.

CHIEF: She is not home.

TONY: Then we will wait upstairs.

CHIEF: I am not having any part of a break-in.

Fine. You stay in the car. Give me your gun.

Forget it.

Wait, she could be in there with a guy.

She is like that.

Yes, I know. Either give me the gun, or you go in first.

CHIEF: This is stupid.

CHIEF: This is really stupid. TONY: Let's go.

CHIEF: I must call the police and the ambassador!

HORST: Oh, God.

TONY: Horst, don't touch anything!

[Yells] No!

DRIVER: Merci. Au revoir.

[Muffled screams]

God Almighty, Amar!

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here? I am looking for you!

You vanished! For weeks!

Our partners are very upset.

They urged me to talk to you before they pull out.

Let them pull out then.

We need these people.

They provided you with excellent intelligence...

...which made your personal quest possible.

You must fulfil your obligation.

There is no more time.

Listen to me!

He is crossing into Palestine in two-days' time.

He is really going through with this.

A gesture as large as Sadat's treasonous journey to Jerusalem.

Then I will be there tomorrow.

Do what is politically significant, not personally significant.

Either way, it's personal.

GENERAL: Even if Kamil is on some crazed vengeance quest...

...he still wouldn't show his face in this country.

This is beyond vengeance.

Too many resources are being applied just to kill a bunch of has-beens.

There's has got to be something greater at stake here.

This is a matter for internal security.

I am placing you each under guard until this thing is over.

Keeping us under guard will not end it.

He wants to finish off the three of us.

The two of you, actually.

What about you?

I swapped wallets with Horst.

When the afternoon paper hits the street...

...Amar will think he killed me.

This will leave you two as his next targets.

Maddy, I know what you are getting at and I won't allow it.

What do you think, Baum?

We have no choice.

-I want to be the one, if you do not mind. -No way.

Tony, I make my own decisions.

AMAR: I am on vacation for a week.

Return it with a full tank or you will be charged.

[Suspenseful music]

It's Maddy. Are you okay?

Are you crazy?

You will get killed.

With you supposedly dead, this is the safest place to be.

I thought you might need this.

TONY: Could you...

-Would you... -I've seen your body before.

Even if you had stepped out completely naked...

...I could have restrained myself from assaulting you.

You are going to need these if you want to catch a killer.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

Keep an eye on my car.

[Bartering and local market noise]

BOY: Jew, what do you want here? AMAR: I am not a Jew.

You should be more careful. These people are like dogs.

We'll give you a lift.

Thank you, but I'm going to see an antique dealer around the corner.

I will be careful, I promise.

Thank you for helping me out.

Yes, mister?

Can I help you?

I am looking for an oak-carved rendition of the three wise men.

-In my lathing table, I have a photograph... -Of your daughter, Uma...

...who was unfortunate enough to marry me...

...and choose my way.

It is me, Jaja!

But the face.

The face is someone else's.

-Are the three kings here? -Yes.

In the cellar.

Here.

AMAR: How long has he been here? TERRORIST: Two hours.

AMAR: So, this is the guy whose face I borrowed.

It went smoothly.

No one saw us take him.

You should have no problem getting into the press conference.

What is his room number?

312. He checked in this morning.

BAUM: Call me when anything happens. Make sure Maddy does nothing stupid.

I cannot bear the thought of losing any more of you.

Gin and tonic, please.

VICTOR: Margarita on the rocks, no salt.

[Suspenseful music]

Are you expecting a surprise?

Surprises have happened before.

The package.

Are you in a rush?

Are you planning anymore extracurricular activities?

The package.

Listen, big shot.

You got four of them.

You made your point. It's time to keep your eyes on the ball.

Do not tell me what to do.

The package.

All right.

GUERILLA 2: Doesn't look like him, unless he's got a new face.

TONY: That has to be him.

[Suspenseful music]

Have I got a suitor?

TONY: Maybe.

Turn right on Gordon.

GUERILLA 2: Amar, we've got you surrounded.

GUERILLA 1: Is the suitor interested?

Not yet.

TONY: Wait.

I think he is about to propose.

Maddy. Remember, you are not supposed to do any dancing.

Doctor's orders.

MADDY: Are you in position?

GUERILLA 1: Give me a second.

Okay, in position.

MADDY: I am set. No civilians.

What is he waiting for?

GUERILLA 1: Maybe he made us out.

Freeze!

MADDY: Thank God.

Are you okay?

You are going to be a really obsessive father, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

Because I am what I am.

TONY: Call Baum. Tell him it is over.

[Bells ringing]

No walk tonight, my little one.

Yeah? Yeah.

Thanks to God.

Anyone hurt?

Thank you.

Thank you.

They got him. It is all over.

My name is George Masoud. I am not a terrorist.

You are Amar Kamil.

You might as well admit it.

GEORGE: I have already told you.

My name is George Masoud.

I am a member of the Palestine Security Forces.

How many times do I have to tell you?

INTERROGATOR 1: A man follows a girl. He is armed and fires a shot.

TONY: What has he been saying?

He keeps saying that he is not Amar.

He says that he knew Amar would come after you. He must be lying.

Shalom.

He says he was trying to intercept Amar.

Just like us.

You got ten minutes.

[Barking]

[Whimpering]

Hey, stupid dog!

Oh, no.

[Muffled screams]

[Yells]

-What is it? What happened? -Stay here.

MAN IN PARK: Hey, you!

[Baum choking and coughing]

[Police sirens sound]

Papers, please.

MADDY: There you are.

We got here as fast as we could.

He is in there.

MADDY: Have they told you anything?

BAUM'S WIFE: They just said to wait.

MADDY: Is that all? Maybe we can find out some information.

Are you okay?

Fine.

It moved.

I thought of calling Francie and telling her...

...and then I remembered she's gone.

It is hard to believe.

What a nightmare.

I am sorry.

Thank you, Doctor.

Good night. I'm sorry.

MADDY: We are next, you know.

We are next.

What have we done that we can be proud of?

We have taken lives, not saved them.

We could not even save the lives of people who were family to us.

I want to talk to him alone.

INTERROGATOR 1: What are you going to do? Use him for a punching bag?

Five minutes.

I don't know.

Do you want me to pull the general out of his meeting with the minister?

I could do that.

He will be very upset with both of us, but I can do it.

Five minutes.

Take a five-minute break.

George.

Is George your real name?

It does not matter. Tony is not my real name either.

But, we can get along just fine as George and Tony.

Two guys who basically hate each other...

...and find they have something in common.

Tell me.

Thanks.

What are we up against?

We are losing time.

When the Soviet Union...

...our greatest financial benefactor, collapsed...

...we had to create new sources of income.

We were desperate.

Amar and several other PLO officers...

...were put in charge of smuggling raw poppy seed to the West...

...where, through what people call the Russian Mafia...

...really an old KGB network that remained almost totally intact...

...the poppy seed was processed into heroin.

You cannot be picky when you are fighting for a country of your own.

Now we want to compromise. You want to compromise.

We all want peace...

...except for some people who cannot let go of the past.

TONY: Amar, for one.

Amar, yes.

This partnership of theirs has become big business...

...too lucrative to let go.

Once there is peace...

...there will be no place for criminal organisations like Kamil's in our society.

I understand why Amar wants to stop the peace process.

But all these killings?

Weber, Hauser, Francie, Horst, Baum.

How is that beneficial?

Unlike mathematics...

...life does not always offer perfectly logical solutions.

These last five years, you and your team have hunted down and killed...

...every single member of Amar's original outfit including...

...his two brothers and his wife.

So, this is payback.

But Amar is a soldier, like me.

Amar is a soldier who is about to do something...

...even he cannot easily stomach.

He set the liquidation of your team as a condition...

...to the assassination of El-Aziz.

I have a theory, pure speculation...

...that Amar wants to be stopped before his final mission.

This guy has killed so many people.

This hit is an easy one for him.

Easy?

Jamil El-Aziz is Amar's half-brother...

...the only son to his father's first wife.

Once Amar kills El-Aziz...

...he will have killed the last surviving member of his family.

[Suspenseful music]

I still think I should come along. I appreciate your gallantry, but--

I'm not being gallant. I'm being selfish.

I'd tell you not to do anything stupid, but you already are.

Don't get killed.

I want our child to have a father.

INTERROGATOR 1: Be careful.

Okay.

REPORTER: Jamil El-Aziz, a PLO official, will address a large Palestinian...

...and Israeli gathering tonight.

Security has been increased after warnings from extremist groups.

With the arrival of the Israeli delegation, expectations are high...

...that a landmark agreement may be signed tonight.

Years of agony and suffering might come to an end.

This was Denise Sarafian for Sigma World News , from Jerusalem.

[Shouting and stone throwing]

You can remove the blindfold. I think I know where I am.

[Suspenseful music]

TONY: Get out.

At some point, I guess I will have to trust you.

That might be very stupid if you are setting me up.

You are going to make it look like self-defence.

Take it.

I don't have another gun. You can search me.

Take it!

Shoot me.

Come on, George, shoot me. Especially if you're setting me up...

...as a professional courtesy.

I am not setting you up.

If we stop Amar, we might stop the killing.

Enough is enough.

The gun wasn't loaded, was it?

I'm stupid, but I'm not crazy.

Let's go.

[Instrumental Middle Eastern music]

[Whimpering]

[Suspenseful music]

[Nervous whimpering]

Clean him up and dress him.

He is the one they'll catch.

[Indistinguishable chatter]

Good luck.

DENISE: Ron.

-Ron! -Yes?

Hello, Denise. How are you?

Good. And you? You've lost some weight.

AMAR: Thanks. SECURITY MAN: That's all.

See you later.

[Indistinguishable whispering]

SPEAKER: Ladies and gentlemen...

...on this historic occasion, it is my privilege...

...to introduce the head of the Palestinian delegation...

...Jamil El-Aziz.

[Applause]

And the Israeli delegation, headed by Benjamin Nesher.

Salaam alekum.

JAMIL: After many years of conflict and human suffering...

...at last a way forward has been found.

He has to be somewhere up front.

He is not a sniper. He's a point man, like me.

He has to be close.

This document that I'm about to sign...

JAMIL: ...together with my Israeli colleague...

...will start a process of reconciliation...

...that with goodwill and tolerance on both sides...

...will finally lead us...

TONY: Let me go! I'm Secret Service, for Christ's sake!

Let me go!

[Shouting]

[Beeping]

[Rapid beeping]

[Grunting]

Come on!

TONY: Don't!

TONY: Enough. Please. Enough.

Israel has no death penalty.

I've destroyed your family.

You've destroyed mine.

Let it end.

I only have one bullet left.

I'm not going to use it as a warning shot.

Don't make me do it.

[Slow-motion dramatic music]

[Baby whimpers]

HORST: To us.

To friendship, everlasting.

[Glasses clink]

Thank you.

MADDY: I love you. TONY: I love you.

I love you, too.

Let's go home.

[Slow instrumental music plays]

[Instrumental Middle Eastern music plays]

[Rock music plays]