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56, stay where you are.

42, stay at the new checkpoint you've set up.

The whole area is crawling with penguins.

Bring them to me, one by one.

22 here, Wilco.

The Blues are making a lot of noise tonight.

Did you hit a bank, by any chance?

No, we didn't hit a bank.

That's a shame.

If you had hit some bank,

you would have at least had some money to pay me back.

Listen, Jarah, I don't want to, god forbid, argue,

but, to the best of my recollection, I've paid you back in full, haven't I?

Frachdel,

you need to lock your door better,

so that the pigeons don't fly away from the nest.

All right, I'll pay it back.

I'll pay you back, Jarah.

C'mon, have I ever not paid you back?

Do you happen to have 68,562 Shekels on you?

-No. -So there,

you have it.

Whoa, Jarah!

Kinder.

Excuse me, are you...

Are you going to shoot him?

Why, does it bother you?

No, I'm just curious.

Yes or no?

Yes.

Jarah...

You can relax, Kobi.

He's not going to shoot you.

Your friend is right.

Left leg.

What's that?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What's that, what's going on?

What's going on?

Jarah! Whoa!

Aren't you going to ask me whether I want to bust his kneecap?

-Jarah, please, c'mon! -Relax, Frachdel.

It's...

What do banks call it?

Standard procedure.

Mr. Jarah,

you look like a reasonable person to me.

You tell me, an injured debtor...

It may be good for your health, but it's very bad for business.

Wouldn't it be a shame?

I beg of you,

Don't interrupt.

Kinder,

why don't you...

Give us a chance

to repay his debt before dawn.

How?

Poker?

If we don't have your money back by dawn,

you may bust his kneecap.

You know what?

I'll bust his kneecap for you.

What's so funny here?

No, nothing. Not a thing.

The way I see it, it's a...

Here's what we're gonna do, Professor.

If you can get me back double his debt,

with the fixed interest, 5 percent,

the Persian walks home today on his own two feet.

And if you don't succeed,

you won't have a single unbroken bone left in your body

and the debt will be doubled.

How does that sound?

Sounds fair to me.

You don't say!

Sounds fair to you?

Are you sure?

Listen up, we've got to get past these cops

if we want to get to the gate of the seminary

within 6 hours.

-They can't stop a diplomatic vehicle. -Oh, come on,

do you think cops know anything about diplomacy?

I'm counting on their not wanting to make things complicated.

-Say, what time is it? -Again with the time?

Good evening, sir.

Such dumb luck.

Yes.

I want you to fill me in.

We still have 12 trainees left on the board.

Hefner, Hanoch, and Irit are on their way to the center in a diplomatic vehicle.

Frachdel, Avsha, Max, Katarina, and...

Hagai. They're in Hadera,

the third group is hiding out somewhere in the industrial district of Netanya.

What about Avital Vexler?

He's not on the board.

And it doesn't bother you that you're one trainee short?

I'd love for a few more to disappear, as well.

According to the findings, Avital is right on the border.

Meaning what?

Meaning that I wouldn't have let him in the course, if you hadn't insisted.

He's a player.

"All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players."

Yes, he sure knows how to get in character. Getting out of it, though,

-is a whole different story. -So are you saying he's a psycho?

His profile is very similar to yours.

So are you saying I'm a psycho?

He's selfish, narcissistic,

with a barely normal obsessive tendency.

In my estimate, under certain conditions of stress,

he may go too far and jeopardize himself.

In what way?

In your way, Kinder.

Look at what you're doing this very minute.

Getting carried away, going over the line,

putting yourself, and others, at risk...

I'll keep you posted.

Here, put this on.

No funny business, got it?

What's the matter, not to your liking?

Why? My mother has actually told me that blue brings out my eyes.

You were talking about some sensitive intel

supposedly being passed along from informants at the ISA to Iran.

-Supposedly, my ass! -All right, I got it,

but how did you find out? Can you explain that to me?

I was the lowest rung on the ladder.

-Okay. -The kind that goes under the radar.

Do you know what that's like?

Being so small that no one pays any attention to you at all?

I do, so?

That's how all big organizations are.

Suits making noise and we do all the grunt work.

No kidding.

If you so much as try to think outside the box, they just laugh in your face.

Or in my case, they try to have you killed.

Say, you don't look like the GI type to me.

How did you end up in the traffic police?

I requested a transfer to Interrogations, three times. Nothing.

Just you wait, in a couple of hours I'm going to shit out this key,

you and I will drive down to a police station, and you'll be the hero of the day

Stop screwing around, and talk already. Well, talk!

What has been leaked,

that's heavy stuff.

Wait, you know who's responsible for the leak?

What are you, trying to stall? What, do I look like an idiot to you?

I was supposed to be dead.

-As of last night. -All right.

It's a miracle I'm sitting here talking to you. Do you think I've got time to waste?

I got it, got it. Take a minute, relax.

Well, go on.

Write it down.

August 17th,

I go into the command post.

Look for tweezers for me in there.

Hold on, are you going to operate on her with that thing?

"Operate," you're exaggerating. I'm not going to operate on her,

it's just to pull out the... It's not...

It's just a ricochet that got stuck in there, it's just to get it out and...

It didn't hurt any blood vessels here.

It hurts, but it's not dangerous.

Such wonderful tweezers! They light my way superbly.

Hand me the hydrogen peroxide, please.

Enough, let's just dump her at a hospital and move on already.

If she goes to a hospital now, then she's done in this course.

What's with this silliness? Just like in the military.

Somebody gets hurt in a drill, you stop everything and hospitalize them.

In Yona Harari's world,

you don't stop anything for anyone.

All right, lady, with all due respect to you and to your ballerina shoes,

what exactly do you know about Yona Harari's world?

First of all, it's not ballerina. It's Zizi Jeanmaire ballerina shoes,

and as for Yona Harari's world, I have lived in that world

for many, many years.

All right, Sveta, shall we go for it?

This could help you here, the acetone.

Take a big whiff.

Excellent, another one.

-Here's something you didn't try at 16. -Acetone?

It's better than correction fluid.

Okay, I'm gonna count to three, are you ready?

One, two...

Three!

Okay, okay.

All right, notify the ambulance and the paramedics to approach.

But quietly.

Oh, great, if you hadn't meddled...

If I hadn't meddled, he would have broken your bones.

He wouldn't have. I know him.

Never mind doubling the debt, but you cut a deal with him over my bones?

I like my bones, they're part of me.

On our tab.

Have a seat.

-No, I don't play poker. -Sit!

Go ahead, you're up.

Fredy -Thinking of you The day after tomorrow, same place?...

Say, do you have any idea who Freddie is?

Well, there's that Arab singer, isn't there?

The one with the mustache.

You know, the one that died.

Freddie, not Farid.

Mercury.

Keep listening.

Let me know if any ambulances need to be sent out.

Who is Freddie?

You're going through my phone now, aren't you?

You just got a text I couldn't help but read.

I want to read it out to you.

"Thinking of you.

Two days from now, at the same place?

Yours, Freddie."

That's none of your business, Kinder.

Yours, Freddie...

Unlisted number.

You're not with anyone from the bank or anything like that, are you?

Just tell me this,

does Freddie happen to have a black SIM card in his cell?

We're not together anymore, Yona.

Why not?

-You're not really asking me, are you? -I'm really asking.

I'm really asking.

The one in the tux owes money.

Don't let him get out until morning.

This gorilla is telling his buddy that none of us can leave until morning.

You understand Arabic?

Know your enemy, right?

Everyone here is an Arab, look around you.

All the croupiers, all the security,

all the soldiers are Arabs.

Only the gamblers are Jewish suckers.

Throwing their money away over at the Arabs' place.

From the very first moment, I thought he was a moron, that Frachdel guy.

Come on,

let's split.

Do you think they'll let us walk out of here?

I want to see any of them try to stop me.

Hey, where are you going?

Black Jack. I love Black Jack.

-Oh yeah? -Sure!

Don't worry,

they know exactly where we are, nothing's gonna happen to us.

These clothes?

Have you heard of optical fibers?

We're a mobile broadcasting station.

They can hear us for sure, and perhaps even see us.

-Depending on the bandwidth. -Yeah?

So just know

that the Persian imbecile has gotten us stuck in a lair of armed Arabs

with no way out, all right?

"Armed Arabs..."

It's only a bunch of criminals from Jisr az-Zarqa. It's not Hamas here, chill.

Are you coming to play? It'll be fun.

All right,

when you're ready, I'll be waiting for you at the table.

So much for Mossad agents.

Bunch of clowns.

-Is the ambulance there? -What ambulance?

Not yet. I think Doris is in control.

-We're talking about the casino group. -What about them?

They're kind of getting into a sticky situation here.

-Should I call in the Blues? -No, let them be.

It could get messy.

I'll be right there.

What's going on? What ambulance?

Everything's under control.

Myself included.

Take a left here.

Here, on the left is my house.

Shit, they're here.

I don't have a choice, I'm going upstairs.

Hold on, Irit. Irit, wait a second.

-Close the door. -You don't know my sitter.

She's worse than the Yasam.

Say, Giora, this neighbor of yours,

the one that gave us the car.

He's not a good friend of yours, is he?

Friend? More like super glue, he's as sticky as they come.

That's what I thought.

Would you mind letting me drive for a second?

Go ahead.

Avsha.

I already owe like a hundred grand, I'm dying here.

What do you mean "dying?" I'm already dead. Long gone.

All right, I've seen enough.

What does that mean? What have you seen?

I'll take it from here.

-Good evening, gentlemen. -Good evening.

I'll raise you one thousand.

You're late.

Sorry, Gilat.

We're just--

He's bathed and has eaten. The dishes are on the table.

Thank you.

This is not what it loo...

You're right.

Honestly, much scarier than the Yasam.

Fire!

Good, you're good. You're good!

"I feel like shouting, I feel like nonsense..."

You are pure class.

What's the matter with you? It's not your bones that were in jeopardy.

Continue playing, you're good.

Take over for me.

-What's wrong? -I need to hit the head.

What head now? We're right in the middle!

Sit down.

People are waiting.

Thank you.

It's my ex-husband's.

Buying sweatpants was the closest he ever got to actually doing sports.

One of you will have to...

sleep on the floor.

It'll be fine, we'll manage.

-Have you spoken to your mom? -Yes, she'll be here bright and early.

-Good. -What?

Not quite Caesarea, eh, "Money?"

I was born in a kibbutz, you pest.

Ahh, from the old elite to the new one. Nice.

All right, the restroom and the shower are here.

The jacuzzi has just broken down on me, started making weird noises, so...

Do explain to him what a shower is.

Thank you very much.

Well, what is it like outside?

The squad car is back.

Say, what do you think the distance is from here to that tower over there?

How should I know?

A 10-minute brisk walk. Why?

-Say something to her. -All right, ma'am, we're off.

-Where to? -To the seminary.

-We'll send an ambulance in the morning. -No.

I'm sorry, we didn't sign on for you at the start of this drill.

Just how do you plan to get to the college?

By foot. We'll bypass populated centers, move quietly.

We'll be there in two hours. No big deal.

Two and a half hours, taking into account that you're a fucking whiny bitch.

Solid plan.

But how do you plan to get on the perimeter of the college?

What do you mean?

Two kilometers from the first parameter of the seminary,

there are guards, security personnel, cameras.

200 meters from the inner one, there's a 3-meter sensitive, barbed wire fence.

Ever heard of a sensitive fence?

Fine, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right, Ziv?

Of course.

Excellent.

Why, have you got a better idea?

-Jarah, promise I'll pay you back, c'mon. -Quiet.

-It hurts. Jarah, I'll pay it back. -Quiet.

Kinder, I don't like that. Where's Abigail?

She's not the type to disappear in the middle of a drill.

I've neutralized her.

You what?

-Neutralized her. -What do you mean, you neutralized her?

Locked her up in the office.

You're dead.

-She's not gonna tell anyone about it. -Oh, no?

It's not her style to admit weakness.

She's going to kill you.

Indeed, she is.

-Where were you? -What happened?

171,000 Shekels.

I'll pass on the small change.

Aren't I benevolent?

What did you do, gamble it all?

I thought it'd end sooner that way.

Trust me, you deserve to have every bone in your body broken.

Look, Mr. Jarah, I am confident that--

I am confident that you are confident.

Now, shut your mouth and stop interfering.

-You're going with me to the office. -Wait, Mr. Jarah, I'm asking you--

Don't touch him, leave him alone.

-Wait, c'mon, wait a minute. -Pardon me, His Lordship.

My understanding is that my compadre here has an unsettled debt, am I right?

And where did you come from?

From the Black Jack table. I love Black Jack.

It's a game where everything is a matter of mathematical probability.

I coded a software about that once, it's...

Well, it's probably of no interest to you, so...

Obrigado.

I've got 182,000 Shekels here.

Plus, I've got some change here...

It's...

Thank you.

Shall we?

You see?

Hold it right there! Don't move!

I apologize, Micha.

We need a ride, consider yourself abducted.

Aren't you afraid to get into trouble?

We're shaking in our boots.

-See them? -Here they are.

Freeze, police!

Get him!

All right, go.

I think we've already established this whole abduction thing.

Let me go.

Okay, let's go.

Doris,

can I tell you something, as a friend?

If he were here today,

he would tell you that you're making a mistake

and that you need to move on with your life.

But he's not here today.

Let's go.

This is 4, I'm in pursuit of the 3 suspects on foot.

We're entering Ichilov now. Join me, out.

Get him.

Wait a minute, hey.

Move! Sorry!

Nice going, "Money," what are we gonna do now?

Bungee our way down?

Not quite.

C'mon, let's go.

Uri, I want you to take me and my friends

-to the Mossad compound. -Mr. Hefner, that's a no-fly zone,

-it's a closed area. Out of the chopper. -What?

Get out of the chopper, we're running out of time.

-Get in. -Me?

What's going on? I thought you were a pilot.

I fly F-16s -not helicopters.

-Aren't they the same? -It's a different world.

I have a fear of flying.

I want to get off!

-Can't believe we finally made it, huh? -What "made it?"

We still have about a mile left of armor-protected areas.

The place is just crawling with security.

What's the problem? 5 minutes, and we're there.

-Here, French Vin Diesel has arrived. -You?

-You'd best shut up. -Excuse me,

would you mind telling your boyfriend to lighten up?

-He's not my boyfriend. -We've only just met, give me a chance.

Look to your left.

-Got it? -Got it.

What...

What?

-No, it's fine, I cleaned up with leaves. -Wait, wait a minute.

Hold on.

But just wait a minute.

Fuck.

All right, sign here and let's go.

You know, everything I've been through

has taught me something.

My best friends stabbed me in the back.

People I served with

sold me out without batting an eye.

Yeah, fine, I hear ya. Now, sign this.

And they'll pay for it. That's what you wanted, isn't it?

You don't understand what I'm telling you.

How can I be sure you're not going to sell me out too, huh?

What's keeping you from taking me and this notebook

straight to the ISA and calling it a day?

Forget the ISA. I, personally, will rip you apart.

-I'll fuck you up, you nobody. -Hey.

-What's wrong with you? -You will talk and you will sign this.

-Relax! -Don't mess with me!

-Relax, just take me to the Mossad. -To where?

Take me to the Mossad.

They're the only ones that can protect me from the ISA.

Don't worry, you'll get all the credit.

You arrested me,

you interrogated me, it's all you.

Watch it.

-Shit! Now what? -Security.

We've got another kilometer left until we reach the gate.

Max, step on it!

It's a tractor, there's no "it" to step on!

-So that's it? -I guess so.

No, I've trained for this course.

My pulse is 45.6 at rest, We've got another 800 meters.

I can sprint at 36 km/h. I can run the whole thing at 18 km/h.

According to my calculation, I get to save the day for all of you

and get a merit badge.

Stop, we're telling you to stop!

Go!

Bareket, I've got a Thai guy here, running like a lunatic in the fields.

What do you want me to do about it?

-3, get him. -Wilco, I'm riding his tail.

Where are you, kiddos?

Daddy's waiting.

What do you think, how many will show up?

Thirteen.

Thirteen is a jinxed number.

Through the ceiling, or did you mess with the lock?

I haven't the foggiest idea what you're talking about.

A report of all your violations will be placed in the care of Micha.

-Do what you have to. -Now just pray

that you didn't accidentally kill anybody.

I told you, jinxed.

Voilà!

Mr. Avital Vexler, I hereby present you with the missing trainee.

Thank you very much.

We will carry on the investigation with him from here.

This is one of your drills, huh?

Everything you told me, it was all bullshit.

Yes, but interesting bullshit, admit it.

Hollywood.

Motherfucker.

Let go of me.

I just don't want us to get attacked by some combat aircraft.

The nearest base is Hatzerim.

Theoretically, they'd be better off scraping us off the ground with a missile.

What do you mean, "theoretically?"

Kinder, I've got a Thai guy here, looking for a greenhouse. One of yours?

Yes, let him go.

Amigos, you don't know Hagai.

Hagai is a mathematician

and a computer whiz.

We got him from a certain intelligence branch of the IDF.

But today, Hagai has shown that not only is he a genius,

but a hero, as well.

He has sacrificed himself for his friends.

Haven't you, Hagai?

You didn't sacrifice yourself for your friends because you were kind-hearted.

-No, sir. -Superb.

Because kindheartedness, or caring, or heroism,

are not criteria that we are interested in.

-Then why did you do it, Hagai? -Because of the Algorithm.

Do explain.

All the courses and classifications in the security system share the same algorithm,

which is essentially adjusted calculations of performance personal traits.

Altruism, meaning the ability to put the greater good ahead of our own,

is worth between 60.2-65.8 percent of the final score.

That's it.

Hagai has cracked the algorithm.

He has inquired,

he has calculated every detail.

And he has erred.

If anybody else here starts to believe that, like Mr. Noyman here,

they have discovered the formula to succeed in this course,

I promise to disappoint them too.

The only certainty in this course

is uncertainty itself.

If nobody passes this course,

I repeat,

if zero trainees

get through this course,

I will be perfectly fine with it.

Mr. Noyman,

I'm sorry,

you're out.

Ladies and gents,

welcome to the Seminary.

Well, I'll be damned.