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- Yes.
- Elke?

'No.'

Mr. Ben Ami...

...does Elke Lindstrom
work there?

Uh, t-this is a friend.

- Yes, she does, but--
- A-a friend from Stockholm.

Uh, she's on vacation,
left this morning.

Oh, dear.

Well... her mother
asked me to bring

these clothes
and records for her.

♪ Always in love
always in love ♪

♪ You'll always
be a part of me ♪

♪ Always in love
always in love... ♪

Thank you very much.
That's very kind of you.

Uh, won't you come in
and have a coffee or...

Oh, no, I can't.
I have a car waiting.

Uh, maybe another time.

- Maybe.
- Thank you very much.

Oh, when Elke gets back,
please ask her to call me.

Katrine from Stockholm.

Okay.

Aha, you must be Gabriel.

- Yeah.
- Elke's told me all about you.

Oh.

Well, when she gets back,
we'll have some fun, okay?

- Okay. Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

♪ Always in love ♪

♪ Always in love you... ♪♪

'Did you follow
your regular bus route?'

Yes. It's the same every day.

'And you knew the boy, Gabriel?'

I have told the police
over and over--

'I sure you have, but we wish
to hear it ourselves.'

'You knew the boy, Gabriel?'

Yes, I knew him.

'And you knew that his father
was an Israeli diplomat?'

Yes.

'And you were given
no special instructions'

'regarding security for him?'

- 'No.'
- Simon.

The inspector is here
with the reconstruction.

- You wait here.
- Ya, mm-hmm.

Ah, Sir Litvak.

This reconstruction was made...

...by our most senior
bomb technician

with his own hands personally.

Genius.

They're calling this
"The Bikini Bomb."

Do you know that?
The bare minimum.

Like on the beach in Israel.

You got fragments
of the original bomb?

You're calling this
liaison, Mr. Litvak.

We give and you take.
Is this liaison?

After all, between
Germans and Jews today...

...we are normalized.

Mind if we borrow this?

It's not our fault they have
problems with the Arabs.

They have problems
with everyone... always.

Have you got Jerusalem on that?

- Yes.
- Get Kurtz to me.

- Now.
- On Shabbat?

If necessary, drag him
out of the synagogue.

He's been waiting for this.

- Khalil?
- Khalil.

Khalil's bomb,
Khalil's signature...

...and Martin Kurtz's lucky day.

They call us terrorists.

Why?

Because we must deliver
our bombs with our hands.

We have no American planes
to drop them from.

No tanks to shell their towns.

This Israeli tank commander who
fires his cannon into our camps

so that our women and children
have their flesh

burned from their bones.
This Israeli's called a hero.

But when we strike back...

...the only way we can...
with our hands...

...we are called terrorists.

If the Israelis will
give us their aeroplanes

we will give them our suitcases.

Hold on there,
you Palestinians are running

the richest revolution
in history.

'Is that a
question or an insult?'

- It's a good question.
- No, no.

The money is irrelevant.

The question is who's right
and who's wrong.

Please.

The Palestinians
have been wronged.

They've been driven off of land

that's been theirs
for centuries and now

'they're herded
into camps all across--'

'Sit down. Please.'

If he sold his clothes, he could
afford his own bloody plane.

We will never surrender.

Even with one Palestinian
left alive, we will fight.

'We will fight
with what weapons we have.'

What we ask is the return
of what was taken from us

by force and by terror.

We ask for justice.
That's all.

I'm sure we all appreciate
that our speaker...

...whose name we may only
give us as Michel...

...has come at great risk.

He'll not be with us
for the Sunday seminar...

...but we do hope that one day,
in a better world

he'll be able to return here
freely and without subterfuge.

Thank you.

- Thank you very much, Michel.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

My revolution thanks you.

And I thank you.

And a horny
bloody terrorist at that.

'We have had
him under surveillance'

'since he returned
from England.'

'He's Khalil's youngest brother
and he uses the name, Michel.'

'Khalil makes the bombs,
Michel delivers them.'

'We know that
he and a blond girl'

'delivered the one that blew up
the house in Bad Godesburg.'

'He's a handsome boy.'

'Girls...you wouldn't believe
how many in one week.'

'Studies, likes to smile...'

'Now and then, it's hard to
believe this other side of him.'

You have to tell Kurtz this.

The interpretation is,
he's going to Istanbul

to pick up explosives.

And then bring them
back up to Germany.

We should kill him now.

Put a Russian RPG
across the road.

Arab pig kills Arab pig.
Happens everyday.

Kurtz says, if you
want to catch a lion--

First tether the goat.

First tether the goat.
That boy is our goat.

It's his
big brother Khalil we want.

Come, take a look, Simon,
before he closes the curtain.

He is on the phone.

- What's he saying?
- He's talkin' to a girl.

No name.

'We'll let him go to Istanbul'

'to pick up the explosives
and then we'll pick him up.'

'Have we got
the girl we can use as bait?'

'We're working on it.'

Mr. Jeffreys, Mr. Humphreys,
your call, please.

Three minutes.

- Much of a house?
- Fantastic.

Not bad.

- Is Ned out there?
- Yep.

The useless Ned and he has
your commercial producer in tow.

'Well, he got
me a wine commercial.'

What's your agent done
for you lately?

Sell out girl. It's my advice.
Hawk yourself rotten.

You can't eat
principles now, can you?

Gielgud does commercials.
So does, Olivier.

- Jesus Christ.
- What?

'Oh, look.
In-it's in the second row...'

...in his red blazer,
it's the revolution, isn't it?

'It's Michel.'

'Could be.'

'The Gucci terrorist himself.'

'Rings on his fingers
and bombs in his pockets.'

What's he doing here,
do you think?

Well, it's not to see me, dear.

- Platform beginners, please.
- Right.

Platform beginners,
please, on stage.

Charlie.

Alright. Okay.

Standby, tabs.

Tabs go.

And you, my one faithful.

What comfort
have you for St. Joan?

Well, whatever
they amount to.

These kings and captains

and bishops and lawyers
and such like...

...they just leave you
in the ditch to bleed to death

and the next thing is,
you meet them. Down there.

For all the airs
they give themselves.

- You see, it's like this.
- Sound queue 20.

Go.

Excuse me.
A pressing appointment.

Oh, God, that made us
this beautiful Earth...

...when will it be ready
to receive thy saints?

How long, O Lord?

How long?

Will you get that
bloody bell cue right?

- Charlie.
- 'Yeah.'

These just came for you.

- Oh, my God !
- Hmm.

This is really... Thanks.
Thanks, Pam.

- Hey, orchids.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- They're gorgeous.

I know.

Who they from?

- I don't know.
- Charlie.

Excuse me, girls,
just one moment please.

Charlie, you got the job.

He's mad about you. He's outside
and he's just dying to meet you.

And it's 5000 pounds
for a week on a Greek island.

- 'Kay.
- Now, I beg of you, now.

No politics, no sermons,
no nuclear disarmaments

or fallen women or lost art.

- Who sent you the flowers?
- I don't know.

I'm sorry.

- Charlie.
- Huh?

May I call you Charlie?
You were wonderful.

I am Leslie Gold.

Ned's told you,
you will have to

suffer a week on Mykonos?

Yes, lovely to meet you.
Yes, he did.

Now we can only hope that

Apollo wine is as appealing
as our Apollo wine girl.

Oh, well, thank you very much--

Well, we gotta catch
a train back to London.

I just had to tell you
how much I admired you.

And how pleased I am
that you are our girl.

- Oh, thank you.
- Come on, Ned.

I'm sorry, Ned.

I don't know what to make
of him, but he's got the money.

And it's wine after all.

- Uh-huh, good.
- Not laxative.

Okay, I'll call you
in the morning with details.

- Congrats!
- Thank you.

Pam, who brought the orchids?

Just the lad from the florist.

- No one else?
- Not that I saw.

You want to walk
all the way to Malibu?

I'm heading for Thessalonica.
How 'bout you?

Jump in!

'Apollo wine for lovers.'

'Da da da da
da da da da...'

Cut.

Have that man there
during the shot.

'Yeah, I think maybe so.'

'Get him away.
Set it up again, same angle.'

Philip, go down and talk to him.

- No, I'll go, I'll go.
- It's alright, dear.

I got six people
paid to do that.

Michel.

Michel?

You're Michel, aren't you?

Oh, I'm afraid not. I'm sorry.

Then you must be Joseph.

Mr. Joseph?

He was the lad with the coat
of many colors, wasn't he?

Okay, then I must be Joseph.

I'd like you to call me Charlie.

Hello, Charlie.

Hello.

'Hey, camera ready.'

- 'Oh.'
- Back off that way.

I'm afraid you're in our shot.

You see, we're filming over
there, so maybe

if you just, uh,
if you just move a little way.

Watch that man
with the waving arms.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

Is the revolution
taking time off your tan?

I'm not sure I understand.

Where's that smashing
red blazer of yours?

Red blazer?

In Nottingham...
week before last?

I think you must confuse me
with somebody else.

I don't make mistakes on faces.

I've never been in Nottingham.

Oh, no. This is new for me.
I'm not an actor.

Well, I've modeled
for fashion ads in Italy.

They saw my picture. No actor.

Yeah, well, I spent
two years at the academy

for dramatic arts and I'd say
we're playing dead even.

Oh, but you are a true actress.

Oh, no. There's not much to it.

All we have to do is look as if

the wine
is making us wanna screw.

I mean, that doesn't require
much acting, does it, huh?

Some wine. Cheers.

Oh, excuse me, would you just
a minute? I'll be right back.

Yes, of course, but...

- I'll be back.
- I mean, I... I was...

Please.
I have to apologize to you.

You don't owe me an apology.
You gave me my name.

Please have a seat.

- You would like a glass?
- Yeah, what is it?

Boutari wine. White and gold.

Long as it's not Apollo.

Uh.

I did hear you speak.
Several weeks ago in Dorset.

I was really impressed.

It was stupid of me
to think that you would

reveal your identity.
I shouldn't have challenged you.

I won't do it again. I promise.

I should call you Charlie?

Yes.

Is this filming
for a television commercial?

Oh, yeah, if you stand
real close you notice

the bottle
gets all the good angles.

But we're gonna be shooting
tomorrow, maybe you'd like

to come around and ruin another
shot or... just watch.

I'd love to.

- Thank you.
- Charlie!

Huh?

Charlie. Come on.

So, I'll see you tomorrow?

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Go, Charlie.

'Whoo!'

Ready...roll.

- Speak.
- Apollo wine, scene 3, take 8.

Action.

- Apollo wine.
- Give her a look.

- A look.
- The wine for lovers.

Cut, cut.

'Make sure the bottle
is turned towards the camera.'

- 'Like this?'
- 'Yeah.'

'Okay...let's go again.'

'Oh, we are already after one.'

'Alright. Break for lunch.'

Lunch everybody.

- Charlie.
- Yeah?

If you don't want
the cater, be back by two.

Alright.

It's lunch.
Do you wanna join them?

- Do you walk?
- Oh, compulsively.

Yes, in several
directions at once.

I walk, I ride, I-I even hunt.

Oh, I-I did until
I realized how awful it was.

I went to Foxcroft.

It was this school in Virginia

where all the girls
had their own horses.

Ugh! It was very social.

You're American?

Can't you tell?

Where'd you grow up?

In the Middle East.

Broke my promise
by asking again.

Just checking to see
if the paint's still wet.

Huh?

I've, uh, I've played Laura
in "Glass Menagerie."

Jo in a "Taste of Honey."

Lady Bracknell in "The
Importance of Being Ernest."

I've done Pinter, Osborne

Stoppard, Brecht, Shakespeare.

And now, ugh...

...Miss Apollo Wine.

All different lives.

And with all your different
lives, which is the real you?

I don't know that actors
have much center to be candid.

We're bits of people,
like my mothers rag bag.

We steal from everybody.
You'd better watch out.

So, what do you got Joe's, hm?

Brothers, sisters, six bouncing
babies, I don't mind, you see

I... I just...

...just wanna know.

I'm by myself.

I guess you have to be,
don't you?

In a way.

Let's cut the bullshit,
shall we?

We both know who you are, right?

Right?

Yes.

Yeah, and you're here
for me, aren't you?

I mean, the revolution
doesn't just

sit around and sunbathe does it?

No, it really doesn't.

Charlie.

Charlie, they're waiting on you.

You have two more
days of filming.

I'll have to leave
this afternoon for Athens

to do some business.

Afterwards I'm driving
north to Thessalonica.

Meet me in Athens
and make the trip with me.

Who are you?

I left an envelope at the hotel.

With a ticket, some money
and instructions

how to contact me.

'Charlie, it's my job.'

I say yes.

Yes! Yes!

'Get him up.'

And take those chains off.

You can't do this.

You can't treat
a human being this way.

'Take his hood off.'

'Give us some light.'

I'm Yoland Kuber.

These are my credentials.
International Red Cross.

Paul Torrey.

You never put these
on him again.

Now leave us.

If you make a complaint,
we can get it acted on.

'They haven't
treated you well, have they?'

'You can answer.'

'We are
International Red Cross, yes.'

You understand?

'It's not going to work.'

Come on. Give them the chance.

He's not buying them.

They won't get
anything out of him.

I need just 30 minutes
with my hands.

I've only got four days
to compose

six weeks of love letters
between the two of them.

And Schwili has to
write them by hand.

You've got both their diaries.

Fine for Schwili.
He can copy the handwriting.

But I need more.

The way he expresses
himself in English.

His use of idiom.

How about drugs?

No drugs.

On drugs, his handwriting
won't be typical.

I need his natural script.

If there is a name
you want us to notify...

Are you certain? We are
only here for your protection.

He's makin' fools of them!

Are they giving you food?

'Do you have any
complaint of prison treatment?'

'You can say.'

'Can I look?'

- Not yet.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Where are we going?

Some place very special.

- 'All to ourselves.'
- 'Oh, okay.'

Slowly. Few more steps.

We're almost there.

Okay.

Now, stop.

Open your eyes.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. I've seen pictures
of it before, but I never...

It's just... it's incredible.

It's great.

- Isn't it?
- Yeah.

Those columns look straight.

But actually they're not.

They're each slightly curved.

To look from below
as if they're straight.

Did you know that before

or did you just learn that
to impress me?

I read it in a guidebook
this afternoon.

It's a wonderful present.
Should I thank you?

Thank you.

I like thanking you.
Should I thank you again?

And again?

And again.

What's the matter?

We must go.

But we just got here.

Actually we have
very little time.

How long can it take?

Come along.
Quickly now. Come on!

Charlie...this is Dimitri.

His mother
has given him permission

to stay up late tonight.

Hi, Charlie.

Where's our taxi?
Where's my suitcase?

Dimitri put it in the truck.
Come on.

You don't care for it?
Shall I order another?

It's hired then?

It's borrowed. From a friend.

Some fat friend.

Forgive us nosy girls...
but that's how we are.

I just want you to know,
that if I'm being recruited

this is a hell of a way
to do it.

I've lied to you
as little as possible.

You are with us
for a good reason.

Yeah, who's us?
The Palestinians?

'Hey, slow down!'

Slow down!

It's guns, is it,
some small war, some place?

- No, Charlie.
- No, Charlie, not guns.

What? White slave?

- No.
- No, Charlie. Not pimp.

You guys supposed
to have these drugs, doesn't it?

Will you just stop this car?

Because I'm getting car sick
and I'm out of my depth.

Now I want out of here.

You can get out now.

I'm not getting out of this car.

I'm not getting out!

Hello, Charlie. Come on in.

Who the hell are you?

My name is Toby.

Hey! Hey!

Where are you taking those?
Hey, put those down!

Dimitri, I'll...

Dimitri, whatever
the hell your name is!

Put those down!

Put...put them down!

Damn it, that's mine! You! Hey!

My passport's in there...

- Charlie.
- Hi, Charlie.

Charlie.

You're finally here
safely among us.

What the hell is this?

My name is Martin.
Not Leslie Gold.

You are a trusting person.
I took advantage of you.

'Some of us,
you have met on Mykonos.'

'The wine commercial
was a trick to get you here'

and we apologize.

You, you lying bastard.

Charlie, the man
you've named Joseph

is a most loved and legitimate
son of his country.

What country?

Yes, uh, well, now, Charlie...

... I'll admit that
is a little bit of a problem.

Well, let us say, first,
we are decent people...

...deeply concerned
like yourself

in the wrong direction
the world is taking.

I trust you will not
immediately foam at the mouth...

...if I add that
we're also Israeli citizens.

- Israelis?
- Unless, of course.

'It's your conviction, Charlie'

'that Israel should be
swept under the sea.'

'Is that your conviction'

- Charlie?
- Israelis, huh?

Do you feel you among
enemies here?

Oh, Christ, I don't know
what gives you that idea.

Oh, no, anybody who kidnaps
me is a friend for life.

Oh, no, you just
wait a minute now.

You just wait a minute.

Now, you've made
some sort of mistake.

You've got the wrong girl
because I'm not a Jew.

I'm pro-Palestinian.

We know that, Charlie,
we know your politics.

We respect them.

Yeah, well, if you
like them so much

why don't you leave
the poor fucking Arabs alone?

Why don't you give them back
the land you stole from them?

Where would you
have us go, Charlie?

Maybe you would prefer us to
take a piece of Central Africa

or Uruguay?
Not Egypt, thank you.

We tried it once
and it wasn't a success.

Or back to the ghettos.

I just want peace.

Oh, Charlie, so do we.

That's why we chose you.

Chose me for what?

We want to offer
you a job, an acting job.

An act...
What? In what?

It's a play in
a different kind of theatre.

- The theatre of the real.
- Oh.

It's the biggest part you've
ever had, the most demanding

and truly the most important.

Oh, yes, and what
am I supposed to do? Kill Arabs?

We would never ask you
to do that, Charlie.

Charlie...hear us out.

If after that you want to go,
we'll drive you to the airport...

...furnish you with a ticket,
some money and you're free.

Do I have a choice?

You will have
the option to leave

but later after the audition.

Audition? What sort of audition?

We put the string
of questions to you.

You answer them very frankly.

Very truthfully. Don't evaluate.

Don't embroider or try
to come to our side of the net.

If you still want to leave after
that as Joseph has indicated...

...you will have that option.

Uh-huh.

Alright, alright.

Let's get on with it, so I can
get the hell out of here.

I think, we begin then,
with a little family history.

Your father, born, when?

My father?

Oh, God.

Uh. 1925.

'The headmistress
sent for you you said. Great.'

'So, what did she say?
Precisely please.'

- Wait a minute.
- 'Sorry.'

'You'll have to pack
your things. Goodbye, good luck.'

'As far as I can remember.'

'I mean, no
argument or any challenge.'

'No explanation of exactly'

'why they were
asking you to leave?'

'For scandal, of course.'

'Tuition hadn't been
paid in two terms.'

They're in business,
aren't they?

Look, d-don't you think
you gotta call this a day?

- Or a night.
- Thank you.

You said that...
you returned home to--

Chaos, I said, chaos!

Police were swimming
the house like rats.

My mother was crying.

Why did you say
your sister Heidi wasn't there?

I don't know,
she was pregnant, I expect.

She usually was pregnant.

No, Heidi wasn't pregnant.

Her first pregnancy
was the following year.

Well, she was... I don't remember
for Christ's sakes.

Fo-it was ten years ago,
I don't remember.

She couldn't face it, I guess.

The disgrace?

Heidi couldn't take the disgrace
of your father's trial?

What other disgrace was there?

Now, we ask you to continue
in your own words

from the van taking your
possessions.

We see that,
what else do we see?

My pony, they took my pony.
I told you that.

Where's your father?

In prison. I told you.

Yes, of course, you told me.

Let's-let's see, umm...

A visit.

Who took you on visiting day?

I never went near it.
I took care of my mother.

The prison, I...

Christ, I mean,
I-I can, I can never visit.

Well, I remember...
when he showed up...

...we, uh,
we'd moved to Baltimore.

We were on welfare.

And, uh... he just
showed up a month early.

He looked slimmer... younger.

He gave me a hug... and wept.

Mother was upstairs,
she was too scared to come down.

I remember... he...

...he was funny about the doors.

He couldn't open them,
he'd just...

...he'd go... up to them
and then he'd...

...stand at attention...

...with his feet together...

...and his head held down and...

...and he'd wait for
the guard to come...

...and unlock the door.

I remember the first
time I saw it

I just screamed at him
to open the goddamn door.

You gave an interview,
"Ipswitch" paper...

'...describing
your standing outside'

his cell block waving to him.

I was... saucing it up.

Hey, you sauce it up.

Your agent Quilley told me
that your father died in prison

not at home at all.
M-more saucing it up.

Well,
that's Ned talking, not me.

How am I doing, Jose?

So? What?

Doesn't anybody sleep
around here, what...

No, huh?

'When you went to
the weekend forum in Dorset'

'you mentioned in passing.'

'Oh, it was AI's
idea. Wasn't that serious.'

'How many times did she say?'

Twice, a couple?

'Want to revise it... four?'

'A couple, that's what I said.'

Signed anything?
Statements, petitions?

No.

But, Charlie...

...always at the end,
after the discussion

there's a resolution to sign,
be reasonable

Yeah, I...

Tell us what was
discussed at this--

I don't know. I don't remember.

Her diary describes four.

Where'd you get that?

She went to four?

Charlie, my confidence
in you is ebbing.

Well, it can goddamn well ebb.

He has no right to take
my diary. That's mine.

Now, I don't want any of this.

I hate all this crap
and I hate you.

I hate all of you anyway.

I'm...getting out of here.

No-no, you just wait.
Now, wait a minute.

You told me that
I could listen and leave.

Now, I want out
and I want out, now.

Your options will be
exercised at specific stages

and only when we invite you.

You've kept me here
the whole goddamn night.

I don't understand this lapse
here, these discrepancies.

We know your father
never went to prison.

No sheriffs, deputies.
No pony taken from you.

No pony, in fact.

You went to a public school,
in Ames, Iowa.

Not a fancy
private school in Virginia.

Your father suffered
a small bankruptcy

but there was no crime.

He worked until
he died in a mortgage office.

The only scandal was your
suspension from school

for a month...
for being discovered

too available to the local boys.

We love all
your inventions, Charlie.

But why do you lie to us?

Why not give us your trust?

Trust, you bastard!

You're the one you...

You bastard.

You bastard!

You bastard!

She gets three minutes,
not more.

She does not change her dress,
or put on some new identity.

She comes straight back in here,
I want the engine kept running.

'Charlie, stop
where you are a minute.'

Wait. I said stop!

You did well.

Congratulations. You took
a dive but you recovered.

You lied, you lost your way,
but...you hung in there

and when the line broke
you threw a tantrum

and blamed your troubles
on the whole world.

We are proud of you.

Next time we'll think
you have a better story to tell.

Hurry back, okay? Time is very,
very short right now.

- 'Martin.'
- Yes?

The Athens embassy has
a break in from Jerusalem.

'Yeah, receive it.'

For your eyes only.

She's everything we want.

Bright, creative,
under-used, romantic.

And a liar.

So who's complaining?

Tonight, she lies for herself

tomorrow she lies for us.

Do we want an angel suddenly?

Now, listen to this.

Michel Geron says...

...we are to pose as Americans.

Isn't that nice?

"On no account will you
admit to her that you are

"Israeli subjects
acting in official

or near official capacity."

I love it.

It's helpful, huh?

And so timely.

Here, cable them.
Yes, repeat no.

Time for you to take over, Gadi.

He's lost it. I know the signs.

He's a fine artist, Simon.

Great fighter.

I never knew a better man
for a dark knight except you.

We should have
used a Jewish girl.

Eventually they're
gonna check on her past.

We need the genuine article,
not an impersonation.

Something that will stand up.

She won't toe the line.

They both will.

Boys, girls,
give them our support.

More warmth now.

A family she can join.

- So, Charlie.
- So?

I lied.

That only makes
us even, I don't see

what that has to do
with my politics.

Possibly they're as much
a lie as your past.

Goddamn it.
I believe in things.

I believe in helping
in the suffering.

What have you done really?

Gotten yourself filmed in one
demonstration or another

in Trafalgar Square?

You even made the evening news
when you sat on a road

in front of a bus,
and read aloud from Che Guevara.

'Tell us what you've done
besides talk?'

Not a thing.

You said you wanted to stop
the killing. Fine, so do we.

What have you done?

What would you do? Tell me.

Charlie.

Listen to me, Charlie.

Both sides have their madmen,
their extremists.

They have some who would
drive us into the sea.

We have some
who would wipe them out

and have the weapons to do it.

But some, some on both sides

want to come together, Charlie.

Want the Palestinians to have
their homeland beside us.

'I do.'

'I left the unit
because I couldn't'

justify the killing anymore.

And I'm back
because I don't want to

leave the solution to madmen.
Do you?

No.

Do you want to
go back to England

and block traffic
in Trafalgar Square?

Or do you really want to help?

So that big romantic tour
of Greece was just...

...a come-on, wasn't it?

I want very much to make
that tour with you, Charlie.

The audition's over, Charlie.

The part is yours
if you want it.

'Or you're free to leave.
Now, if you wish.'

Who do I play?

Yourself.

We take care of the plot...

...Joseph plays Michel
and writes the dialogue

with a lot of help from you.

You have a few hours to sleep.

And you have
a big part to learn.

'So go to bed.'

'Rachel will wake you
when it's time.'

Who's the real Michel?

You met him.

He wore a ski mask
and lectured you in Dorset.

You'll meet him again. Later.

So goodnight, Charlie.

So goodnight to you too.

You haven't lost your touch,
Gadi. She's going to do it.

She going to do it for you.

I'll leave it to your discretion
how you want to

play it with her emotions.

You might get close...

...you might play distance
and get lost.

This one is distance.

Good luck to you, Gadi.
Good luck, heh.

Charlie?

Huh?

- Wake up.
- Oh, God.

Wake up, Charlie. It's time.

What time is it?

It's 11 o'clock.

You've had four hours.
I bought you a dress.

Also new underclothes
in that box.

Look around, remember this room.

We had a wonderful dinner
last night.

Boutari wine, white and cold.

Lobster.

'Who are you?'

From now on, I'm playing
the part of Michel.

'You'll be playing yourself.'

We'll be acting out
a love affair.

This room is where
we spent the night.

I first took you
to the Acropolis.

We had it all to ourselves.
Then I brought you here.

We made very passionate love...

...very frenzied.

How do you rate in the charts?

I'm impressive.

What I lack in imagination

I make up for in enthusiasm.

I'm sorry I swiped you, Jose.

Feel under the pillow.

There.

Oh, my God.

It's a Walther automatic.

A gift from my brother, Khalil.

Who is like a God to me.

It searched every bed
we sleep in.

We call it our child.

It's there when we're making
love. We never forget it.

That's how we live.

Now, hurry up and get dressed.

- Has he talked yet?
- Not a peep.

- Not a sound at all?
- Sound, yes. Speech, no.

- And what's his condition?
- He's very tired.

In three days,
he's had seven nights

and a total of five hours
and 20 minutes of sleep.

Won't eat,
only takes in water.

If he doesn't trust the taste,
he spits it out.

Now, Charlie's
letters we have got?

A few. With what information we
had. Schwili's working on them.

You are checking
the mail at his flat?

Twice a day.

I can show you their love story

as far as they've been
able to take it.

From Athens to Thessalonica.
But then what?

We have to know what Michel
was planning to do with the car.

The explosives.
Who he was planning to contact.

And when.

It's a real problem
if we can't break him down.

You have a tape there
of a real beating?

- Yup.
- A bad one?

- Yup.
- We'll use it tomorrow.

Give him more sleep tonight.
Let him feel forgotten.

You people need patience, huh?

- Listen to me, Charlie.
- Mmm.

- They call me Michel.
- No.

- No, not again.
- Charlie.

I'm tired of Michel.
Give him a break.

Can't you just
be Joseph for tonight?

Charlie, we haven't got time.

Sooner or later you'll be
questioned about tonight.

Okay, alright.
Alright, okay, okay.

So you're Michel.

- I'm Michel.
- Yeah.

But I also have an Arab name.
Salim.

I was born to a family
of a small village.

Not far from the town of Khalil.

Which the Jews call Hebron.

Khalil, say it.

"Khalil." Your brother's name.

My father was the mukhtar.

The chief of the village where
our family lived for centuries.

My father admired the Jews.

My brother, Akhmed,
remembered bringing

my grandfather's horse
to the water and hearing

wonderful stories from Jewish
travelers and peddlers.

In 1948,
do you know what happened

to my grandfather's horse?

He sold it to buy a rifle

to shoot the Zionists
when they attacked our villages.

The Zionist shot
my grandfather instead.

They made my father stand
beside them when they did it.

My father, who believed in them.

Is that true?

Do you know
the words Deir Yassin?

No.

In the village of Deir Yassin

on April 9, 1948...

...254 women, old men
and children were butchered

by Zionist terrorist squads...

...while the young men
were working in the fields.

In a few days, nearly
half a million Palestinians

fled their own country.

'But our village stayed,
on my father's command.'

Until 1967.

That's when the Israeli tanks
came to flatten our houses.

To make room
for their own settlements.

So we learned
to fight the Zionists.

Do you know the man
who said the words

"I fight, therefore I exist?"

He's a Polish terrorist.

Killed many British
and many Palestinians.

He's a proud winner
of the Nobel Prize For Peace.

He's the prime minister
of my country, Palestine

which they stole
and now call Israel.

I love you. Share my cause.

Who are you?

Does he play?

Yes. He plays.

Keep it.

Souvenir of this wonderful
night.

Where were you during all this?

You. Joseph.

I was in those Israeli tanks
in 1967, Charlie.

Please. Please.

- Stop right here!
- Please!

You will not
take him anywhere.

Get away now.

It's a Geneva protocol--

Well, you can shove
the Geneva Protocols.

After what we saw last night

you do nothing
until I see the authorities.

Alright.

Let's go.

'Ah, Colonel
Hilzcsh. I want to talk to you.'

- 'We have a complaint.'
- 'What is it?'

'The protest this
morning must be answered'

'before you take this man.'

'There is no answer.'

'We have seen this man's
brother. Khalil Kasab.'

'They nearly
beat him to death last night.'

- 'Last night was an accident.'
- 'It was not an accident.'

'He was savagely tortured.'

'Khalil Kasab is
a terrorist and a murderer.'

'I have no sympathy for him.'

'You will be responsible then.'

'For an International Red Cross
full public condemnation.'

My name is Colonel Hilzch.

I have a few
questions to ask you.

You are Salim Kasab?

You were seized by the IDF...

...for your crimes
against Israeli nationals.

We found in your possession
the Walther automatic

given to you
by your brother Khalil Kasab.

Will you confirm
that you are Salim Kasab?

Okay. You have been a brave boy.

Eleven days and not a word.

Many don't last an hour.

But you know... everyone talks.

Are you Salim Kasab?

Please.

Can I see my brother, please?

- Got him.
- 'Yes.'

'I hope we can arrange that.'

'Martin's getting it all.'

'The boy's a fountain.'

'Khalil's people will
pick up the car in Leibniz.'

She should put the keys
in the tailpipe.

He's signing out.

Will they expect
a girl to be driving?

She's used them before.
They'll believe it.

Tell Martin to stand by.

Here is some more for you.

After you park,
put the keys in the tailpipe.

Then catch the next
train to Munich.

One more time.
What's in the car?

Michel assures you, there's no--

What is in the car?

Explosives.

Two hundred pounds of flash
and plastic explosive.

Where did they hide it?

It's been in the car
since we got it.

Oh, my God ! Where?

Under the seat,
in the doors, in the roof.

What's it to be used for?

The cause. Just don't
turn on the radio.

- You're joking.
- Yes, I am.

What? Don't.

She's all yours, Charlie.

Whose are these?

Those were his.
Sprayed with elixir of Michel.

Yeah, I'll be the first
corpse to be embalmed in Aramis.

Look at the papers once more.

I know them.

The border
is four kilometers north.

The route through
Yugoslavia is 700 miles.

They'll expect you by noon
the day past tomorrow.

I have it.
Station on the square.

I'll find the place.

Put the keys in the tailpipe,
first train to Munich.

I do have a mind.

It's alright, it's alright.
I know what I'm doing.

♪ When you're alone... ♪

♪ ...always go ♪

♪ Downtown ♪

♪ When you've got... ♪♪

Tell Martin package posted.

How much time has she got?

She passed the border
ten minutes ago.

The next train is almost here.
She might not make it.

Give an alert and check them in.
Keep it in German.

Ja.

Ja.

She's here.

Good.

She's in time for the train.

Tell Toby to make
the space for her.

Nein, nein, nein.

- What? I--
- American?

- Yeah.
- What the hell is that?

Who is he?

- He's an American.

Quickly move in.

Just...come on out.

Bend cover.

'Straight back.'

'Okay, now, turn just a little
bit, little bit.'

Yeah yeah yeah.

Back. Okay, now back.

Forward.

Well, parking's never
been my strong suit.

- Yeah, I could tell.
- Yeah.

- So you from the States?
- Uh-huh.

- Whereabouts?
- Uh, Iowa.

- Iowa? Nebraska.
- Hmm.

We're almost neighbors.

- Wow.
- Listen, we should celebrate.

Why don't we go over there
and get a little drink?

No, it's just my luck,
but I got a train to catch.

- So I really--
- Okay, let me get that.

- No, no, no.
- Hey.

- No problem.
- No, oh.

- To the station?
- The station.

Okay.

The keys.

She didn't leave the keys.

- No problem.
- Oh, my coat.

I-I'll be right back.

Good girl.

Who will stay with her?

- So where're you headed?
- Me? Oh, Graz.

Oh.

Hold the middle distance.

Oh, i-i-it's a long story.
Don't get me started.

You know,
there'll be a later one.

Not for me.

Too bad. I was hoping
for a brief encounter.

Oh, well, I'm afraid that's
just what you got. Thank you.

- Here.
- Bye.

Bye.

I'll keep following.

Passenger on board.

The customer's
just a pedestrian.

A motorcycle
just circled around twice.

The lion maybe takes a sniff.

Customer's back.

Another sniff.

'Alder Chloeji Rossino.'

'Born Rome, 1956.'

'Writes for a pacifist drag
in Naples.'

And I always said the son
of a bitch was Red Brigades.

Send that to Jerusalem.

The driver's a girl!

Oh.

'So it could be the blond
that blew up the house'

in Bad Godesberg.

Train coming.

Rose, where's your customer?

Go in after her.

- She's gone.
- Gone?

Where the hell is he going?

- Customer's leaving.
- Where?

She's in the car.

Everybody go.

- They split up.
- Company favors the lady.

Pick her up
as soon as it's safe.

Charlie, we owe you an orchid.

No, wait, wait. So no, and...

So I had the wine in a sack

you know,
on the floor of the car.

And when I bent over,
my skirt opened like a book.

Okay, I'm gonna let
these poor boys

minding the borders
see a flash of thigh.

But then Christ,
I thought, "Oh, my God!

I've been shot because this boy

he'd-he'd-he'd stamp me

with his passport stamp.

Wait a minute, wait. I'm gonna
show you. Look. Right...

- What a joke.
- I know, I know.

- You're incredible!
- Thank you.

We do the letters now.
Time goes.

I just drove, right?

Doesn't even a trained seal
get a sardine?

We have taken the trouble
to write these for you.

Your letters to Michel.
He saved them.

Read them.

Oh, you want my fingerprints?

Your fingerprints? Yes.

- Uh-huh.
- Very sharp.

It's all that you've written him

since the night in Nottingham.

Oh, I don't know.

Oh, my God. Oh, please.

Oh, no...

"She's a lustful bitch, here,
isn't she?"

Oh, God. Well, it's my hand!

Absolutely my hand.

And I did write it
in Nottingham.

Well, how did you
ever know that?

Let me see, wait, let me see.

I also wrote that.

Oh, no.

Oh, she's shameless.

This is awful!

What is it? What's going on?

It's time to meet Michel.

- The real one.
- Just for precautions.

Put these glasses on.

If you get seasick,
just remember

he killed
a lot of innocent human beings.

Everybody has a human face.
This boy's no exception.

A lot of good looks,
lots of talent

unused capacity, all wasted.

Don't talk to him.
Read through that.

Hold it.

Look at his hands.

As long as he was in the camps

he was going to be a carpenter.

Now he's a great intellectual.

Lot of money, lot of girls.

Good foot, soft hands.

You're a great intellectual,
that right, little fellow?

You...get your girls
to do the work for you, hm?

One girl he actually
used as a bomb.

Put her in a plane
with some nice-looking luggage.

The plane blew up.

I guess, she never even knew
she'd done it.

And do you want to speak
to this lady?

Welcome her to our villa here?

You want to wish her
a good evening, good evening?

Hm, you want to tell her
a good evening, little fellow?

Good evening.

Don't answer.

Good evening, ma'am.

Good evening, madam.

Okay, have him write something.

See the way he writes?

Arab style.

Arab and Jews,
they write from the wrong side.

Maybe in the middle
of the night, you woke up once

and found him
doing his accounts. Okay.

So that's how he look.

Shy?

Dear?

We have one further stage
of this thing.

We must go through with it now...

...even if it costs
a little effort.

Come on, get up.

Please...

'No'

Birthmark.

Knife wound.

Turn him around.

- Please, sir!
- Appendix scar.

Please!

Show the feet.

Jordanians did this to him
when he was a boy.

Torture by whipping
the soles of the feet.

Arab specialty.

That's enough.

Get him dressed.

Your letters to Michel

will be planted
in his apartment.

His friends will search it

when they discover he's missing.

The letters
will lead them to you.

It maybe a week,
a month or more.

Whenever they make contact

put on this red scarf.

And we'll get to you.

Are you going to kill him?

I've killed all the Arabs
I ever want to kill.

Keep this with you.

It's a radio.
And it's important.

His letters to you
are in your flat

in the back of your desk drawer.

Michel tells you
to keep them hidden.

But to carry them with you.

Emergency signal?

What was the question?

If there is an emergency
or you need us to contact you?

Put on the red scarf. And I know
the Hampstead numbers.

And I love you. It's alright.
It doesn't affect you.

I just... thought I'd mention it

in case one of us
went under a bus.

She's Swedish, she thinks.

Her name is Lindstrom,
she thinks.

Michel picked her up
at a commune

in Frankfurt, she thinks.

She is a half-wit who loves

fucking and blowing people up.

She admits Godesberg, she half
admits Zurich in a moment--

She's how old?

Twenty-one next week.

- What's your point?
- Tell me a better way.

We lock her up? Then what?

They have to have the evidence
that nobody has her

but God and Michel.

- Are you disagreeing?
- No.

No what?
No operation? What is "No?"

If you let the girl live,
they'll never accept Charlie.

If we're going on,
this is where we do it.

If?

Ask each kid
individually, Simon.

No mark against anyone
who wants to stand down.

- I asked them already.
- Ask them again!

Yeah, go ahead, do it.

I'm calling Ruth.

Catch up on family news.

- 'Darling.'
- Hello, darling.

- 'Hello.'
- Did I wake you up?

There's no one behind me.
Check the traffic.

Post one traffic.

Post two traffic.

All clear.

I will call Gavron.

You wish to tell me something,
Mr. Becker?

You have a moral point to make

that will ease you
into a nice frame of mind?

- Sam?
- Hello, Charlie!

- Hello.
- Welcome back!

- Thank you, thank you.
- You had a nice trip?

It was wonderful !
I'll talk to you later.

Yeah, that's good.

'And I'll begin with the women.'

'I charge you, oh, women'

'for the love you bear to men'

'to like as much of this play
as please you.'

'And I charge you,
oh, men, for the love--'

Okay, Charlie,
skip down to the end.

- Would you?
- 'The end?'

Yeah. Will you do
the curtsy thing?

When I make curtsy,
bid me farewell.

Okay, that's nice, company.

What are we to do
with the curtain call? It's...

I didn't have time
to make my changes, so--

So you take center stage.

Orlando, if you come in
to Rosy's right, Phoebe...

- Sebastian...
- And then Sylvia...

Sebastian, don't you think

as Rosalind and I are a team

I should be
in the center with her?

Sebastian, she's my bloody
daughter, for fuck's sake.

- No, I am the one to be in--
- Well, just a second, alright.

'Can you come from behind the...'

Charlie, Charlie?

These are for you.

This time, some lovely man
awaits you in the green room.

Well, who's the lucky girl, hm?

Ms. Charlie.

I bring you greetings

from our mutual
acquaintance, Michel.

Who's she?

I, I don't know Michelle.

He asked me to bring you orchids

and to take you to dinner
for him. He insisted.

Try any other girl. I don't know
Michel and I don't know you.

- Goodnight, Charlie.
- 'Goodnight.'

- Goodnight, Charlie.
- Goodnight.

Michel asked me
to buy you fresh lobster

a bottle of Boutari wine,
white and cold.

I have other messages
from him also.

He'll be very angry
when I tell him

you refused his hospitality.

Where is he?

I'll take you.

Charlie!

I got an interview.
I'll call you tomorrow!

How 'bout a drink?

Tomorrow!

Michel?

Anton, you've
brought me Charlie!

'This is too nice!'

- 'Charlie, welcome.'
- Where is he?

And twice welcome
if you will please show me

how to work this
ridiculous machine.

You call me Helga.

How was she?
Was she fantastic?

- She was just wonderful.
- I know it was only rehearsal.

- 'Oh, it starts working.'
- Where is he? Michel?

Michel?

'Michel?'

- Where is he?
- Charlie, please sit down.

No!

You told me
you had messages for me.

When did you
see him last, please?

It's none of your
goddamn business!

Answer him, Charlie.

- Go to hell !
- 'Charlie!'

You have some letters from him

which the movement
wishes to see.

They belong to us. Please sit.

He's dead, isn't he?

We're sorry. Yes, he's dead.

What happened?

Is she in danger?

I don't know.

Zionist bastards.

Charlie, we all sympathize.

But crying means nothing.

Actresses are trained
to cry, okay?

- Drink this now.
- No.

You have to answer us
certain things.

Fucking Jews killed him.

Why did she say that?

The police say
it was an accident.

She's playing hysterics.

Where are his letters?

- I burnt them.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Love does not burn letters.

Where did you first meet?

If you don't answer--

You see, a lie
found out already.

No more, please.

This is
a revolutionary movement.

And we will do
totally everything

to protect ourselves, okay?

Great.

You just do that,
Helga. Terrific.

When did you meet him first?

- When? When?
- In Dorset.

That's a complete lie,
he was never in Dorset.

Nottingham, yes?

It was Dorset!

He spoke there!

- What's this?
- It's an ashtray.

- What's it look like?
- Answer me!

Where did you get it?

It's from the night
in Thessalonica...

...when he told me
about his brother...

...and about Deir Yassin.

What brother?

Did he mention a name?

His brother...

...Khalil.

He loved him more than anyone.

Excuse me,
what's going on up there?

You live around here, miss?

I was just curious. Thanks.

There she is.

Charlie!

'Hey, Charlie?'

I believe,
that was the girl, sir.

Yes. Yes it was.

She's running...

...if that's what you want.

That's exactly what we want.

Thank you, commander.

- 'Thank you, constable.'
- It's alright.

What, did you call
the pigs on me?

My flat, I got back
to find a swarm of them.

I can't...

Look, I don't understand how you
expect me to do this play!

They're gonna take me
right off the goddam stage!

Yeah, well, then,
what am I supposed to do?

Where's Joseph, for God's sake?

I put on the red scarf.
He said he'd get to me.

Tell him that I want him
to fly me to Lebanon tomorrow!

I can't wait here forever.

Oh! You son of a bitch!

- You killed him.
- Yes, we killed him.

You told me when I joined
this fucking horror show

that you were gonna put
a stop to the killing!

We had to kill him
for the operation to go on.

I asked
if you're gonna kill him!

I gave you the answer
you wanted to hear.

- But no more--
- No more what?

From now on,
we deal only truths.

Oh, then you just
tell me the truth

because I wanna know
what I mean to you

or if I'm just somebody
that you lie to

so I'll play this part.

Charlie, come on.

No!

No! You never
really touched me.

You always made me feel
like I was just nothing.

You did...
What?

'Tell me about these.'

'The scars?'

'Mm-hmm.'

'Burns from sitting in a tank.'

'Oh. And these?'

Bullet holes
from getting out of it.

And, uh, this?

Sinai.

Golan Heights.

I am a map of the Middle East.

I used to take pride in that.

When do you stop?

When does it end?

- The end is Khalil.
- What's he like?

He's not Michel,
he's very good.

Clever. He always moves.

He has nobody he relies on.

His own people
almost never see him.

He will want to see you
...because of his brother.

How will I know him?

I can't tell you. We don't
have any pictures of him.

- Just his signature.
- Signature?

A habit, really.

A roll of extra wire
of the detonator

that he winds it on itself
and throws in with the bomb.

Don't you have any physical
description of him I could get?

Somebody must have seen him.

Charlie...

Don't go.

Don't go?

You've done enough.

Martin's ecstatic.

You lifted the lid
off their operation.

We can see in.

You can stop now.

Why now?

Until now,
we've never been far away.

We could always have been
if you needed us.

If you go over,
you are one of them.

You share their lives,
their morals, their risks.

Out of reach,
maybe for weeks or months.

What does Martin say?

He always said
you could stop when you wanted.

But he didn't start me out
to have it end here, did he?

Charlie, I don't want you to
go.

I don't wanna be
just what I was, Jose.

Don't send me back
to Trafalgar Square.

Please.

Please, Jose.

Please.

- Do you speak French?
- No. Afraid not.

Then you forgive
my English language.

Oh, yes. I forgive your English.

Hm. Thanks.

What was that?

Holiday Inn, used to was.

Used to was. Uh-huh.

Ms. Charlie?

I'm Captain Tayeh.

And I offer you
the, the hospitality

of our revolution.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Helga flew you
through the back door, hmm?

Yes, from Gatwick
to East Berlin to here.

What may I bring you?

Coffee, tea?

- Tea, please.
- Tea.

Uh...

Helga says
you want to kill Zionists.

I hope to.

Most of the, uh,
enthusiasts we get

they want to blow up
the whole world.

Are you like that?

No.

These are scum, these people.

Helga, Mesterbein...

Necessary...

...scum. Yes?

I haven't had time to find out.

Are you scum?

No.

No?

I don't think so.

You write beautiful letters.

They were meant to be private.

Tea.

Go home.

You've done nothing
criminal yet, have you?

You have your civil rights,
your, uh, democracy.

W-Why give them up for a bunch
of stateless savages?

I believe what he believed...

...what Khalil believes.

Michel changed my life.

Did he teach you to hate?

Hate is for Zionists.

To fight we must love.

Anti-Semitism
is a Christian invention.

He taught you that
in bed, well, well.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry.

What he taught you is true.

Finish your tea,
go with the boys.

I'm ready.

Maybe I believe you...

...maybe I don't.

Maybe it won't matter
too much, hm?

They have clothes for you.

'Not bad.'

'Go.'

'Ten seconds.'

I know I can do it faster.
Once again.

'One, two, three'

four, five, six

seven, eight

nine, ten

eleven, twelve, thirteen--

Who is the target?

A professor from
Hebrew University.

A peacenik, as a matter of fact.

His name is Asher Minkel.

He is speaking in Fribourg.

They want to blow up
an Israeli peacenik.

- When?
- It's in six days.

What makes you think
they will use Charlie?

He'll want her blood.

Once she is killed,
she has no way back.

She'll be married to Khalil
for life, to all of them.

- She doesn't even speak German.
- She doesn't have to.

She can drive a car,
pull a trigger, plant a bomb.

They won't trust her
until she's killed.

And the next killing
is set for Fribourg.

In a letter you wrote to Michel

you speak of a child.
What child?

'I was talking about
the gun. We slept with it.'

- What type of gun?
- 'A Walther.'

- Where did he get it from?
- Khalil.

'Who is Joseph?'

Joseph, Joseph, who? Please.

Do I know a Joseph?

You wrote a card from Mykonos
to a friend

who was in conversation
with an acquaintance of ours.

You made reference to a Joseph.

Oh, that Joseph.

He was a greasy little Jew

who tagged on
to watch the girls.

Don't, don't, don't.

Don't talk about Jews like that.

We are not anti-Semitic,
we are anti-Zionist.

Tell me another.

'I want now to
present to you a field problem.'

'You are trained
to deal with field problems.'

This young fellow...

...was found less than
a kilometer from here

yesterday, afternoon.

For a simple Arab wanderer,
he is remarkably well-equipped.

Night vision glasses

radio transmitter.

V-very old motorbike

with a v-v-very new engine.

He says he's Shiite Muslim.

We say he's Sephardic Jew.

We seem to be unable to agree.

What do you think?

He's a Zionist spy, obviously.

That's what we think.

Would you kill him?

Have you found out
everything he has to tell?

Since he won't say a word
beyond his name

I'm afraid, we have, yes.

'I thought of shooting him.
How does that strike you?'

Well...

Please yourself.

I will.

We have a mission for you.

Get your possessions.
Return here immediately.

'Danke.'

Hello.

I'm Yano.

Could I know your name?

Imogen.

Imogen? Hi.

Come on.

You may check around,
see if anyone's bothering you.

You like music?

Huh?

- Sure.
- Good.

I like music.

Imogen, huh?

Take care of the roof,
pieces fall off all the time.

Oh, Helga...

It's great, t-terrific.

- Imogen, this is Luigi.
- Hi, how are you?

Luigi, take her bag.

We have to call you Imogen.

Who chooses these
ridiculous names?

Did Yano have any difficulty
finding you?

No, not at all.

'No, we don't
know their plan yet.'

Certainly we'll keep you
current on all developments.

Thank you, inspector.

These German security
are very insecure.

What should they prepare for?

Car bombs, automatic weapons?

And where, auditorium,
the hotel--

Germany makes you jumpy,
Simon, eh?

We will know soon enough.

Now, where the hell is Dimitri?

No word from him?

Suppose she give him away?

So what's your solution?

Khalil is somewhere
out there, close.

'Seal everything off,
search until we find him.'

'Simon, Germany
is not the West Bank.'

And when we find him,
what do we do then?

'Kill him.'

And who kills Charlie,
us or them?

She is a whore
and she is a communist

and she's an Arab lover.

- Take it back.
- Dump her!

- Who cares?
- Go to rest.

Coffee.

Yes?

No, he's busy.

This is Simon.
Who's speaking?

Yes.

Yes.

You are a nice boy.

Charlie has arrived
at the hotel five minutes ago.

Rossino's with her. They're
having breakfast together.

Do we have more coverage
to send her?

Better be fast.

Udi, Teddy. Udi.

Don't be nervous.

You're gonna do just fine.

Manchester United lost again.

'Poor old empire.'

'Blue Peugeot.'

'Good. He's
carrying the briefcase.'

Don't force it.

If it doesn't work,
there's lot of other ways.

Go.

So I will need all my money
to buy gifts for my friends.

- It's too much.
- It's not too much.

No, you don't have
to-to buy--

- Anyway, I'll see you later.
- Okay.

Bye.

if you have a room
in the back, it will be perfect.

- Professor Minkel?
- Yes.

- Oh, my God.
- Why?

Oh, my God ! Professor,
my name is Imogen Baastrup.

I'm from Toronto, I'm a graduate
in social anthropology

at the Witwatersrand University

and I had the great good fortune

to hear
your centenary lecture last year

and I just want you to know,
it changed my life.

Do you, do you mind
if I shake your hand, please?

'Oh, this is
so wonderful for me.'

'This is...
And you must be Mrs. Minkel?'

- 'Mrs. Minkel.'
- 'Mrs. Minkel, it's just...'

Yes? Yes.

Yes. Good.

Rossino left with the briefcase.

They will bring it to Khalil.

He will wire it up and Charlie
will deliver it back to Minkel.

Probably in the lecture hall.

Simon, call your German.

Tell him you want to defuse
a briefcase

and to set off
our own explosion.

Just a lot of smoke and noise
and some windows blown out.

Nobody gets hurt.

She's a fine girl, Gadi.

I congratulate you.

- Wait.
- Wait?

Yes.

Come on.

- Buh-bye.
- Buh-bye, Charlie.

- Give them my love.
- How will I know?

- Khalil?
- Yes.

I've never seen him.
But he will know you.

Hurry now.
Yano will take you to him.

- Imogen, hi.
- Hi.

You like Fribourg?
Beautiful, huh?

Alright.

This is it.

Wait now.

- Take this. Take it.
- What?

He likes onions. Turn around.

Give me your bag. Turn around.

We all do this.

All these rules...

But a job,
you have to do it.

Nice music, huh?

'I'm sorry to look through
your purse'

but those are orders.

Okay.

I apologize.

- Rules again.
- What?

Okay. That's it.

Let's go in.
He's waiting for us.

Let's go.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

He said, if he was delayed,
to start without him.

Close the door, sit there.

You were in training camp
in Lebanon?

Uh-huh.

You know this type of bomb?

- Did Tayeh teach you?
- Yeah.

You are Michel's woman,
aren't you?

- Yes.
- I knew him.

He was a good man.

Khalil is different. Loner.

Always moving.
Never in one place.

Never can plan... on where
he's going to be.

Anyplace. Go ahead.

'Like just tonight.'

Maybe he won't even show up.

Where did you get the bracelet?

Michel.

- How much did it cost?
- I don't know.

You didn't insure it?

It was given to me
for love, not money.

Ah. Okay. Take the circuit.

Okay. Circuit's good.

Hm.

Tayeh says, you were
very modest at camp.

'No boys. Nobody.'

Why do you stare at me? Please.

Why don't you trust me enough
to tell me you're Khalil?

Habits.

Habits are not always polite.

'You understand that, hm?'

My brother was a very lucky man.

Luigi will bring you
back to me afterwards.

Yes?

Go now. Go.

Hello?

Hello!

Hello? Hello!

Oh, excu...
Do you speak English, please?

- Uh, yes. I do.
- Yes! Oh!

Would you please give this
to Professor Minkel

with Imogen Baastrup's
compliments and tell him

she said she's terribly sorry.

- No, uh, c-come with me.
- No.

But I have to, I have to find
my place in the auditorium.

I haven't got a ticket yet,
so I really can't.

- C-c-come with me.
- No! I have to, see...

You have to give this
to Professor Minkel.

- Please.
- Fo-follow me.

The professor-professor's
lecture notes...

I'm sure he'll be terribly
grateful if you took it.

Wait!

- Is there a timer in it?
- What?

Is there a timer in it?

No, no. It's rigged to go off
when it's opened.

Go. Good.

The explosives are set.

They're ready to go
as soon as you wire 'em up.

Say what you would say
and ignore

everyone who's not at the table.

Why?

So you'll remember exactly
what you said

if he questions you later.

No. No. I can't.

- Go ahead. Now.
- Um...

Um, Professor Minkel,
a terrible thing has happened.

The stupid hotel people
sent your briefcase to my room

with my luggage
and a... crazy boy.

He just got it into his head
that it was my case!

Give the briefcase
to the professor.

Go on. Continue.

I didn't see it
till half an hour ago

and they just shoved it
into my closet.

So I'm terribly sorry,
professor. I must go and look.

Have a very great speech,
and good luck.

I resent this!

People like you are going to be
the death of Jewish culture...

I won't do it.
I can't kill 'em all.

You stop, Jose, please.
Please, don't let me go. Please.

- Give me you radio.
- What?

Your radio.

What are your orders now?

I'm to walk down the road
until VerdoStrauss.

Rossino is waiting for me.

This is a radio like this one.

But it also transmits a signal
that we can home in on.

When will you come, Jose,
please--

Listen, Charlie.
Are you listening?

If you press
the volume control on the radio

not turn it, but press it...

...you're telling us
he's asleep.

He won't sleep like that,
he's not like that!

He's like you, he's awake all...

Jose, I can't do it!
He wants me!

He wants me
for a wedding night!

Go back now!

Thanks for
your cooperation, sir.

I say, you have no right
to tell me what risks...

- We're about set.
- What about the media?

We can keep them away
for an hour.

Long enough to feed
our own report to TV and radio.

- Ready.
- Simon, Julio, stay.

Everybody else, out.

Hurry, now, everybody,
come on, out, out!

Let's go. Hurry. Come on!

[indistinct announcement
on radio]

Have you heard anything?

Not yet.

- What happened?
- A great victory.

Minkel died
opening the case.

'Many Zionist supporters
are wounded.'

Many, many. Severely.
They are still counting.

Tomorrow the whole world
will read

that Palestinians will not wait

2000 years like the Jews.

'Seventy-five meters.'

Seventy.

Sixty-five meters.

'Sixty.'

- 'Fifty-five meters'
- Stop.

Tell all units
to stay where they are.

Do not approach further.

Is he talking about me?

He's describing you.

Don't worry.

We'll look after you.
I promise.

Tomorrow we,
we start you to Beirut.

You've done
a great thing for us.

We protect you with our lives.

Don't be ashamed.

Others when they kill,
they laugh.

Better you weep.
Keep your heart alive.

Block all exits
in or out. And stand by.

Nobody makes a move
until you get a signal.

Understand?

Ted and Udi
go around the back.

Zev and Raoul,
take this side.

- Hey.
- Hm?

Hey, wake up.

- You.
- Hm?

Wake up.

- Unh. It's better to sleep.
- No.

Come on.

Talk to me.

- Love me.
- I will.

- You will?
- Yeah.

- You will?
- Hm.

So what did this?

What did this to you?

- This?
- Yeah.

- One day in Beirut...
- Yeah.

I'm a little stupid like Salim.

I'm in the office, the bus come.

I'm in a hurry. I expecting
a certain parcel.

I opened it.

This was a big mistake.

When I woke up in a hospital...

...there was Salim.

And... he was very pleased

that I showed myself stupid.

Next time, before you open
a parcel, he said

read the postmark first.

If it comes
from Tel Aviv

better return it to sender.

- Hm?
- Hm.

I loved him.

You loved him.

We loved a stupid fellow.

Maybe.

Why not?

Looks like they're
in the ground floor bedroom.

It's to the left
of the front door as you enter.

I could try getting closer.

No, no. That's enough.

How can they
not sleep all night?

We gotta go in there
before it gets light.

No, we wait.

It's Khalil sure she met.

No cows.

'What is it?
What do you see?'

No cows and no fishermen.

I see much too little.

They milk cows at sunrise,
don't they?

Not for two hours
do they milk.

No cars. No passing lights.

Not one laborer
on his way to work.

And no cows.

In the summer, they'd keep 'em
indoors, wouldn't they?

Cars. Who wants to drive cars
around at this hour?

Not even the Germans
open their offices at this hour.

So...

Why do you apologize for them?

I don't want you to be afraid.
I want to comfort you.

Why is this, comfort me?

What-what do you mean?

You're searched for
by the police

but you don't fear.

- Why is that?
- Come on, please, love me.

Then we'll go...

- What?
- Where is your radio, Charlie?

Please. Where is the radio,
the little one?

- I don't know.
- Where is the radio?

In my bag!

Please, turn it on!

I'd like to hear some music.

When did you buy
new batteries for this?

I didn't.

Then why is it working?

It's-it's the long-life ones.

They go on for years
just on one set, so...

We make a little experiment
of high frequency.

- Give me the radio.
- No, no.

No. No!

Tsk.

The homing signal stopped.

Send all units in now!

Who do you work for, Charlie?
For the German?

'Or the Zionist?'

Are you Jewish?

No.

Do you believe in Israel?

- What are you?
- Nothing. I'm nothing.

Did you betray my brother?

I...

...never knew him.

They showed him to me
before they killed him

and the rest was invented.

Our love affair...

...everything.

I...

I fell in love with a man
who looked after me.

But that's...

That's all there is.

You believe in nothing.

You have no beliefs.

Get away from me.

Get away from me!

It's okay. It's okay.

Get in.

Check the house.

Go ahead with Joshua.
Go ahead with Joshua.

Joshua is green.
Joshua is green.

For sure.

Let's go.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is this, please?

Hello?

Yes.

No problem.

Charlie, Charlie.
It's all over now.

No!

Go away from me!

Okay, Charlie. Let's go from
the top of the scene, please.

Your entrance.

Go on.

"I thought of trotting
up there to see him

but the sky
looks positively impending."

Christ, I don't know
what, um, impending means.

Uh, I think instead, we ought...

No. I...

I d... I-I-I don't know
what that means.

It's just a word, Charlie.

She doesn't
pick them very well.

Impending rain?

Right.

- Okay.
- Okay

Let's go again.
Same place.

Yeah. Alright.

Alright. Here we go,
from the beginning.

Okay.

"I, uh...

"I thought of trotting
up there to see him

but the sky
looks positively impending."

Yeah. I think I...

Okay.

I think instead,
we ought to--

'Charlie'

- Yeah?
- Don't camp it up.

Keep it real.

Real?

Yep.

- I can't do it.
- 'It's okay. Let's go again.'

Go on. You can do it.

'Do it again.
From the top.'

From the entrance.

- Okay.
- 'Yep.'

Okay.

Okay. Oh, yeah. Alright.

I, um, I...

"I thought of trotting up...

I thought of trotting up
there to see him..."

'Pam, who is that?'

'Excuse me,
can we help in some way?'

Pam, go and sort it out.

No, um, unh-unh.

No. I'll take care of it.

Uh...

Sebestia...

I can't...

Sebastian, I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

You got somebody else
you want me to kill, Jose?

Charlie? Charlie!

My name isn't Jose.

It's Gadi Becker.

I don't know too much anymore
about what's right and wrong.

I'm here because I love you.

If you let me.

I'm dead, Jose.

You killed me, remember?

I'm dead.