01x09 - Episode 9

[bunniefuu]

In 9 days, during the
holidays, the PM will be here

with the US Vice President,
the head of the Evangelist Church

and the Turkish
TIKA organization.

Have you ever seen such a clean cut?
-It was a serious knife.

It's no ordinary knife, it's a
professional commando knife.

Not something
you'd find in a store.

Why did you slaughter that kid?

Riad's k*ller is Amir.

I know it sounds crazy, and
that's why you believe me.

You'll need much more
than circumstantial evidence.

Give me some a*mo, or this
conversation never happened.

I know about everything.
The Tefillin, the drugs, Abed...

I need more time.
-Till tomorrow.

Send it to me.

I need to know that there is
somebody I can call if I need.

Be available.

I heard you have a
cash flow problem.

Are you suggesting I rob him?

I want my money and
the people who took it.

[ARABIC] [Wanna know
who robbed the Russian?]

[Your dear friends
who you blindly trust.]

sh*t...

I've missed you. Why don't we rent
a room at the American Colony hotel?

When did you have a chance to shower?
-At Amir's.

It's just a standard
transfer of ownership.

The library Riad
promised to sell you.

I am now the owner
of that property.

The day after the
holiday, it will be yours.

What do you want in exchange?

These babies need to make it onto
the Temple Mount on the holiday.

We'll do it. -Rivka!

I have to do something big. I
want my parents to be proud of me.

Maybe I can help you.

I told you, I k*lled Riad.

But I have to know
I can trust you.

Rasmi's belongings
you requested.

It's medical weed, I can
show the dog my prescription...

Sheli isn't a drug detector,
she's an expl*sives detector.

Moti.

Moti!

Well? -It's IDF-grade TNT.

How did IDF expl*sives
end up on Rasmi's clothes?

-Beats me.

Is it just me, or do they bring
in more forces every holiday?

You'd better chill with your nose.
-I'm chill.

What did you wanna say?
-Amir would never sell us to the Russians.

Pal, it's his neck on the line, or ours.
-If we talk to him, he'll find a solution.

You're right. I don't
know what I was thinking.

You're paranoid, and
that sh*t isn't helping.

I'll do it, I'll talk to him.
-We're in it together.

It's okay, it was my
idea, I'll take care of it.

You sure?

No.

Good luck.

Preparations at the
political level for the

official US Vice
President's visit to Israel.

The VP is expected to meet with
high-ranking officials, including the PM...

Unit 20 from Mabat 2000: Ready for the
"northern forces"? They arrive in an hour.

Hold on.

It's Rasmi.
-With the wheelbarrow?

How do you know it's him?
-I got him that baseball cap.

Play it, let's see
where he's going.

Mabat 2000 from Unit


Ready for movement
in 30 minutes.

Copy that.

[ARABIC] [Good morning.]

What do you want?

-To give you a gift for
the Feast of the Sacrifice.

I'm not interested.

Take a look.

I, Shaul Ben Ari, son
of Efraim and Rivka,

k*lled Riad Bsharat,
enemy of Israel.

I'm turning myself in.

I repeat, I k*lled Riad Bsharat, may
his name and memory be forgotten.

I'll send it to you.

I would show it to your son,
but he would react too violently.

You and I wouldn't want that.

What would you and I want?

A little justice.

Let's say I believe you.

Why do you think that I
should do something about it?

Because if you
don't, your son will.

Happy Feast of the
Sacrifice tomorrow.

Dror listen...
-What's Rasmi got to do with expl*sives?

Forget it, it's a long story.

I'll send you the location
where he left the bag.

With the expl*sives?
-Yes. -No problem.

Be available. -Okay.

Hello?

I can't hear you. We'll talk.

Do it, you son of a b*tch.

What?

Did you talk to him?

No.
-Why not? You said you would.

There's no point,
Faras, it's over.

Galia.

Galia... Galia!

Damn it...

"Shira, Investigations"

Hello? -Shira? -Faras.

I'm glad to hear from you.

"The Temple Institute"

They all look like someone who'd
get arrested at the city entrance,

let alone at the Temple Mount.

Maybe where we're
looking is too obvious.

Are you serious?

Yael, Dvora, Yehudit...

You want more names of women
who influenced Jewish history?

- "Hodaya" - How did
we not think of it earlier?

Talk to her.

Yes?

-Why did the priest end up
in the ER instead of his flight?

I heard he slipped on the stairs.
Did he say it was something else?

It's a bit hard to talk
with a broken jaw.

Please see me at my office.

Why? -Because I say so.

Tell him. -Tell him what?
-Who k*lled Riad.

I don't understand.
-Yes, you do. The jig is up.

Why're you looking at him,
I'm right here. Who k*lled Riad?

Amir, but... -Why?

I can't be sure.
-Tell us what you know.

It must have something
to do with their past.

Let me be clear: A crooked cop
who k*lled him on personal grounds,

a criminal case,
not nationalistic.

Whoever sent you this is messing
with you. Shaul has nothing to do with it.

We did a reenactment that
objectively proves the kid didn't do it.

How do you know it's Amir?
-We have an eye witness who was there.

You don't believe me? I said it's
one of us, what more do you want?

We can't stop the masses from
coming here for the holidays,

but we can stop this clip
from getting leaked. You can.

If this gets out,
forget the holidays.

There'll be a m*ssacre.

Unless I see a
filmed confession,

I will have no choice.

Make sure he gets it.

Yes? I'm on it.

You b*stard!

Taking me down is one thing, but Amir?!
And to Barak, who's probably involved?!

And you told him I have a witness?
Who says I managed to convince him?

What did you think? That I'd let the
city burn just to hide our little secret?

Besides, what do you care?
You've put cops behind bars before.

How can you compare?
That case was closed.

You're hanging a suspected cop in
the town square just to buy some peace.

If the shoe was on the other foot,
Amir would do the same, or worse!

So snap out of it and go
get him and your witness!

I'm sure he wouldn't
stoop this low.

[I'm leaving your home now.]

[They sold you, Amir.]

[They have nothing on me.
-They have a witness.]

[I'm sorry.]

[Thank you.]

[I appreciate it.]

"From Faras: Call
me, it's urgent...

"Where are you?
You're not answering..."

Faras.

You're doing the right thing.

Mind if I tape this?

By the way, do you
know where he is?

Here.

He's got nothing
to do with this.

He sure does.

Now more than ever.

Not if you want my confession.

I'll play along,
under one condition:

You must help me
find Rasmi's k*ller.

No. No conditions.

We're past that stage.

There are expl*sives
in town. A large amount.

First it was suicide, then
real estate, then drugs,

now it's expl*sives?

How dumb do you think I am?

We found expl*sive
residue on Rasmi's clothes.

IDF-grade TNT.

We didn't see it the day it happened,
I never imagined he snuck in,

certainly not with
a wheelbarrow.

We followed his route.

How did someone like Rasmi
get his hands on IDF expl*sives?

I still don't know.

But look, this is
from the same night.

Look how he's struggling,
it's at least 20 kgs, if not more.

Later that day, we saw
Rasmi enter the Temple Mount.

He entered with a
backpack and left without it.

So now you think he laid
bombs in Al Aqsa? Why?

You said he came here
to take revenge on Riad.

Don't know, but I guess the man who
took the expl*sives, messed with his head.

Who is it?
-Someone who's very familiar with the city,

we know he's left-handed, carries a unique
commando knife, and knows how to use it.

And what's worse, he probably
knows how to use expl*sives.

I think it's best if you hand me your
g*n and come with me to the station.

If you do, I promise I'll try to play
along with the self-defense scenario.

It's a pity to end a
prestigious career this way.

There's nothing prestigious
about my stinking career!

And if I weren't sure about all I said, I'd
probably come with you and end this crap.

Sorry, but I don't buy it.

Why do you think I didn't skip town?
-I'm done trying to understand the logic

behind you and
this f*cked up place.

Then at least ask yourself
why I'm even telling you this.

Oddly enough, you're the
only officer I trust right now.

You've made every possible
mistake to make the feeling un-mutual.

Why did Kiril do this to you?
-Who?

That's exactly the kind of
mistakes I'm talking about.

Perhaps Samuel will
know how to answer that.

Samuel?

I saw them together, but I
guess you know that by now.

I bet she's calling Manny now.

Who else could've pulled the
strings to bring Salma here?

I'm such a moron!

Dror.

-Where've you been? I waited
for you, everyone's after you.

Check if Salma flew
from Amman to the US,

likely with a different passport.
-I'm on it.

We have to get outta here. You'll
change clothes at the apartment.

Once this sh*t blows over, I want
you tell everyone what happened,

that you entered after I already hung
him and that I told you he k*lled himself.

Find Galia, we need her.
-Fine. We have to get outta here.

According to Intelligence assessment,
there's currently no concrete threat.

The main concern is in the shape of a
single rock hurler or something like that.

That's why we have a
cop on every street tile.

Pardon me, but how does
Forensics finding expl*sives residue

on Rasmi's clothes not change
the situation assessment?

-Why would it?

Shouldn't IDF-grade TNT on the clothes of
a Muslim kid who was m*rder*d in the city

raise a red flag?

-We looked everywhere.
There's currently no indication

of any expl*sives entering the city,
certainly not via someone like Rasmi.

It's not enough to change the
situation assessment at this stage.

The next topic I want to discuss
saddens me personally, mainly as a friend.

I guess you've all
heard the gossip. Amir.

It's not every day
we need to interrogate

one of our finest
officers, if not the best.

He's wanted immediately for
interrogation for the m*rder of Riad.

I assume he's
still inside the city.

He won't leave without
trying to improve his situation.

In addition to preparing for the
holidays, I want you to be alert.

This is a top priority.
Shira, it's on you.

Let's go.

I couldn't come to you about
this, it's a conflict of interests.

They told me it'd be a mistake
to bring you here, but I didn't care,

I just wanted to do you good.

You wanted to do yourself good.

And it's got nothing to
do with you ditching me

while I was laying
unconscious at the hospital.

-What then?

The suspicion that you're
involved in this case.

You seem to accuse
everyone you f*ck.

Is he a good lay at least?

Don't make this mistake.
-What mistake?

Thinking I'll quietly
let you pin lies on me.

This is way out of your league.
-Is that a threat?

Yes.

Bring him in, STAT.

You have permission
to track his phone.

Hello? -Kiril? -Yes?

I know who did this to you.
-I'm listening.

The Greeks. -The Greeks?

George.

Are you sure? -Yes, definitely.

Fix it fast.

I can't wait any longer. -Bye.

What's going on?

They're looking for me.

Who?

You probably heard, I'm wanted.
-For what?

Riad's m*rder.

Can I use your bathroom?

Sure, in the back, in the house.

You're left-handed,
I never noticed.

I use both hands equally.

I don't know what
to say, I'm shocked.

Yes, Dror? -You were right,

the other night, she flew Air
France from Amman to Miami.

I knew it. -Take care of yourself.
-Thanks, man.

Why do they think it was
you? I thought it was drugs.

They need to sacrifice
someone, it was my turn.

There must be a way out of this.
-There is.

Get me what you got for Salma -

an American passport
and a one-way ticket.

I knew it was someone
who knows me,

the city.

Should've known it was you
right when Salma showed up here

even with the Shin
Bet's restraining order.

Who could do it if not you?

A little call to the Minister
of Defense or even the PM.

It was in the cabinet. His
initials are engraved on it.

There was nothing expl*sive-related.
We need a sniffer dog.

Seal Team 6.

I'd been in so many places,
I'd k*lled many people.

What saved me was
my faith, Jerusalem.

It took me a long time to
understand that religion,

which is supposed
to be a beacon of light,

is actually the most
corrupt thing there is.

The pursuit of power, greed,

swindling believers for whom this
is their final refuge, their last hope.

And not only did I
do nothing to stop it,

I became one of them.

And then the cancer struck.

Lung cancer, my
final wakeup call.

No more, I said.

This madness must be stopped.

But I couldn't do that
without taking you down first.

My best friend.

You were the only
one who could stop me.

But why Rasmi?

I knew that when you
found Rasmi's body

in the same spot where
his father was m*rder*d,

you'd come to settle the score
that's haunted you for years.

Wasn't hard to convince Rasmi
to come take revenge on Riad.

He was a good boy, what
did he do to deserve that?

Rasmi was as good as dead anyway.
You k*lled him the moment you let Riad go

after he m*rder*d
Rasmi's father.

You taught him that there is
no hope, no justice in this life.

So you counted
on me k*lling Riad?

That was a bonus.
I was going to do it.

I was there when you
strangled him with the Tefillin.

It was awe-inspiring.

There was some
godly justice in it.

I assumed that everything
would end there and then,

but you rose like the Phoenix.

First you came up with the
suicide story, then the drugs.

It was my mistake. I
should've expected it.

What is this?

I took it from Salah.

I had to keep you away
from me, to keep you busy.

Salah and Shaul were
diversions, fires you had to put out.

I know you also think this is
the most corrupt place on earth.

The place is fine.

The people are
corrupt. You are corrupt.

You and all the people
who represent God.

True.

The problem is, it's gone
so deep, it can't be fixed.

It has to be restarted.

You can be part of that.

I'm giving you the
opportunity to be part of it.

By blowing up thousands
of innocent people?

At least their death will
bring about some change,

do some positive good
for future generations.

Who gave you the
expl*sives? Efi?

Efi is as impotent as
everyone else around here.

There are some young
people in the Evangelist church

who serve in the army.
People you can work with.

And Salma, what does she
have to do with your fantasy?

What do Kiril and
George have to do with it?

Riad really did sell property
in the city, it wasn't made up.

There was one final property I
wanted, but he wouldn't sell it to me.

Later, I found out that
he sold it to the Russians.

I had to have Salma's signature.

She was listed as the
owner of the property.

Galia and Faras were just another
little plus, another nail in your coffin.

What property?

My God.

Your children betrayed you out of greed,
and that's what you're interested in?

You should be worrying about
Al Aqsa, the Western Wall.

Those places are
going to turn into dust.

It all ends tomorrow...

Or begins, depends
on how you look at it,

what you believe in.
-Not if we stop it.

You're a fugitive,
wanted for m*rder.

I have the personal number
of your Prime Minister

who's waiting on his
knees for the Vice President.

You can't stop anything.

Hell, you can't even leave
here, everyone's looking for you.

Amir, I love you like a brother.

I would be happy if
you would join me.

There'll be half a
million people here,

in one square kilometer
surrounded by walls.

Wherever you set this sh*t off,
everybody pays, including your friends.

Redemption is through suffering.

The only comfort I can offer you is
that Rasmi died quickly and peacefully.

[What are you doing,
Amir?!] -Stay outta this, Faras.

Everything is already in place.

You'd be doing me a favor.

My cancer already
has its own cancer.

If you played chess,

you would know that this is
when you knock your king down.

He wouldn't just disappear. Either tell
me what's going on, or we're done here.

Amir is wanted for Riad's
m*rder. He strangled him.

Sorry to spring this on you.

Why are you here? What
do you want from me?

Itamar's Tefillin. -What for?

Amir is no angel, but
he certainly isn't the devil.

There's evidence supporting it.

I'm really sorry. -Yeah, right.

You know nothing about him! Amir
is the most ethical person I know,

so if you think I'm gonna help
you take him down, you're way off.

Withholding evidence is a criminal
offense. This is a m*rder case.

[Fatma?]

[Where are the
knives for tomorrow?]

She asked to tell you
she went to see Salah.

Okay.

Listen, they sprung
you on me by surprise.

When you came to tell
me about Riad's body,

I had a hunch it
was no coincidence,

but I preferred to say nothing.

I'm not here for my sake.
There are expl*sives on Al Aqsa.

You must demand a search.

For real, Abu Salah, this
isn't another smoke screen.

Efi wouldn't do that.
-It's not Efi.

Who then? -Rasmi.

Rasmi? That poor kid?

[Get real, Amir.]

Rasmi was only the
Messiah's donkey.

And who's the Messiah?

Samuel.

He sent me Shaul's video.

They're finally taking their
Armageddon out of the box.

It seems more like
a personal crusade.

You know what they'll do to me if I
demand a police search in Al Aqsa

and they find nothing?
-You won't be able to live with the guilt

that you knew about
it and did nothing.

If they demand a
search, I won't object.

If I were you, I'd run
away as far as possible.

Anything new with Amir?

He knows how to lay low. His phone's dead.
-b*stard.

Where are Faras and Galia?

Galia worked the night shift,
and Faras isn't answering.

I'll try to reach him.
-We need that confession.

Abdullah will share
that video, he won't wait.

What about you? Yesterday you were
eager to bring him in for questioning,

and now it seems you
don't want him to be caught.

Everyone, stay
alert in finding Amir.

I know you feel bad about
it, but it must be done.

Eyes on the cameras.

Mabat 2000 from Unit 20:
They'll be here only at 19:00.

There was an accident on Highway 6.
-Copy that.

I'm not sure it's him,
but it looks like him.

Keep an eye out
and the radio open.

If I'm not out in 10 minutes, you enter.
-Got it.

Samuel?

Is anybody here?

That's the knife
that k*lled Rasmi.

That's why you made
sure I come here.

Where did you find it? -Here.

There's a name on it.

Samuel the pharmacist k*lled
Rasmi? Is that what you're saying?

Navy Seals.

Wanna guess what
he specializes in?

expl*sives.

Why?

-The simple answer was there
all along, nobody tried to hide it.

Armageddon.

Is he still alive?

You obviously know I have backup.
I've learned from my mistakes.

I didn't think otherwise.

He's lost it, totally.

Is this your knife?
-It was stolen from me about a month ago.

You don't believe him, do
you? He's gone off the rails,

I don't know what's
happened to him.

He activated Rasmi. The expl*sives
are inside the Temple Mount.

Are you sure?
-Enough to do a search.

Manny and Barak need to okay
a search on the Temple Mount.

-They won't.

We must force them,
or it won't happen.

Shira, are you in?
Everything okay?

What if you're wrong?

Then I'm in your hands.

Shira, you've gotta let me go.

You'll be an accomplice
to a kidnapping.

Shira? Shira, is
everything okay?

Okay, we're coming in.

No need, everything's
under control.

Where is he? -He's on his way.

So we're all dancing
to the beat of his drum?

You wanted a confession.
This was his condition.

I'm sorry, Amir.

This is shitty for everyone.

I wish there was another option.
-But there isn't.

Surely you understand the
significance of your arrest at this time.

Quit trying to screw
me over, and listen.

You've got nothing,

no eye witness, no evidence. You
can arrest me, but I'll yell so loud,

that Shaul's confession video you're trying
to hide, will become the face of this.

I'll take that chance.

-No, you won't. You've got
the brains, but not the ba*ls.

That's why you needed me.
-f*ck you.

I suppose you have an offer to
make, or you would've yelled by now.

expl*sives in the Temple Mount
are about to blow up tomorrow.

Rasmi laid them there
the day he was m*rder*d.

Why would he do that?
-Revenge. -For what?

For k*lling his father,

for banishing his family.
-Fine...

You can walk away, but if I'm
right, you won't be able to flee

the way you always
do when it gets too hot.

Turn that off.

You think you're an endangered
animal, but you're just a stray dog.

What if you're wrong?

Then I'll confess to
anything you want.

Abdullah won't go for it.
-If we make the demand, he will.

Set it up. -I object.

I want it in writing.

It won't do you any good. You're
going to prison for a long time,

I hope you're all aware
of that. Especially you.

What's going on?

Dogs aren't allowed
into holy sites.

They vacuum the area
and then take it to the back.

Let's go see what they found.

Nothing here.

[Guys...]

How dare you defile this place?

We got intel that Salafi extremists
wanted to lay bombs in Al Aqsa.

You expect me to believe that?
-I don't care what you believe.

Why would a Muslim do that?
-Maybe to cause provocation tomorrow.

It's obviously working.

[I approved it.]

[I don't know what they told you, but
I bet they're just bugging the place.]

Sorry to disappoint you,
but it's been bugged long ago.

[Go keep an eye on the
mosque. I'll be right there.]

[There are no bombs here.]

[I don't know what
I want anymore.]

Here's the plan: You'll join the
large masses going into the city,

dressed as a devout,
pregnant Muslim.

That's where we'll hide the
package. Nobody will check your belly,

the guards at the
gates don't want trouble.

All you have to do is
enter the Temple Mount,

go into the bathroom,
arm the expl*sives,

and get out as fast as possible.

After this, God willing,
the Muslim library,

an asset that was robbed from
the Jewish people with blood,

will return to us. It's a great
privilege. I wish I could do it.

I must be certain that you understand
the consequences of such an action.

You must be at one with this.

Well?

Solomon's Stables and the
Dome of the Rock are clear,

we have one more
batch from the mosque.

Come give a hand.

Abdullah will have a lot of
explaining to do if they find nothing.

You'd better lawyer up.

I know someone really
good who can help you.

Got regrets?

No,

but I understand
that it's complicated.

Because life f*cked me over.

I spent months in
hospitals with Itamar.

I used to take cigarette breaks
in front of the oncology unit,

where someone was clever
enough to put a lottery booth.

You should've
seen those patients.

People think, if God screwed me over with
one thing, he'll compensate with another.

People need hope, don't they?

I checked. That booth
stood there for 15 years,

and aside for the owner, nobody's
ever won more than 100 shekels.

It's definite, there
are expl*sives here.

Commander, this is Sapper 1:

We found the charge inside a
bag. Initializing charge exposure.

Bring up the sapper.
-Bringing up the sapper's body cam.

This is a super professional
device with a timer set for tomorrow.

Commander, the charge is neutralized.
-Are there any more?

Negative. We combed
the area, it's clear.

Unit 2, this is Unit


The b*stard was right.

He saved our asses.
-So give him a medal.

Of course he was
right, he put them there.

I don't believe that.
-You don't know him like I do.

Yes? -Shira, bring him in. Now.

Okay, I'll go get him.

He's not with you?

I'm done with the sappers, he's in the van.
-You left him alone?!

Shira!

Where is he? -He left. -sh*t.

You let him get away!

I know where he is. -Where?

Sh...

Shira?

Where's Galia? -I tried...

They found the
expl*sives, Al Aqsa is clear.

You've sentenced the world
to decades more of suffering.

You could have done something
for the good of mankind.

Congratulations.

[They're done checking. -What?]

[It's clear.]

[God saved us.]

[Had it exploded tomorrow,
the skies would've fallen.]

[Where are you going?]

[To see if the
sheep have arrived.]

[Tomorrow is the
Feast of the Sacrifice.]

I couldn't find him.
-Barak wants your head on a platter.

He's convinced that you know
way more than you're sharing.

I don't know anything anymore.

You did good work,
Shira. Get some sleep.

In a few hours it's show time.


plane is going to be landing

with the head of the
church and the VP,

and if I'm not there
to greet them...

So take your victory lap,

buy yourself a plea
bargain, they'll give it to you.

"This was too easy"

Where are the rest?