Squad 2-8, what is your position?
We've crossed over.
GAZA ENVELOPE, ISRAEL
DHAHIRIYA, SOUTH OF HEBRON, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
Abu Fadi.
May peace and God's mercy be upon you.
God is great.
"Guide us on the straight path,
the path of those who have received your grace;
not the path of those who have brought down wrath,
nor of those who wander astray."
Amen.
You're coming to the party tonight, right?
It's a family event, you guys don't need me there.
We need you, man, I need you.
I'll think about it.
-Peace be upon you, Abu Fadi. -Upon you be peace and God's blessing.
Listen, Bashar, as a father, I can tell you
even if he hasn't seen you in a long time, he loves you.
You're his son and he's just as excited as you are, if not more.
Let's go.
-Should I tell him about Safaa? -Let him adjust
before you tell him you're in love with a Bedouin woman.
-You don't wanna kill the guy. -God forbid.
-Today I'm gonna kick your ass. -Is that so?
Let's box.
Bravo, Jihad.
Wow. God bless your hands, Jihad.
Thank you, Itzik.
-Well, well! -It's here!
-It smells amazing. -It's here!
Guys, clear the table. Ahmad, make some coffee.
Here you go, guys, a farewell treat.
Kudos to you.
Before I even came here,
I heard about Jihad Hamdan, the father of prisoners.
The man who didn't break down during the 1990 hunger strike
until they renewed visiting rights for everyone, Fatah, Hamas, everyone.
The man who always gives advice, who knows when to lend a hand
and when to break it.
It's been an honor to meet you, Abu Bashar.
And I'm sure you will continue to fight bravely
for the sake of Palestine,
the Resistance and the prisoners.
-God willing. -God willing.
Nice!
Protect! Protect! Protect!
You've got a fight in two weeks, how will you win?
Remember what I told you after the fight in Ramallah?
You can't rush it, understand? Make your opponent work,
let him attack so that he thinks he's beating you, wear him down,
and then knock him out!
He'll never see it coming. Got it, buddy?
Fight smart, let's go.
Bravo, champ. Keep it up and listen to everything Abu Fadi says.
Bashar, bring out the mattresses.
-But, Uncle, I'm in the middle of this. -Go. You're not focused anyway.
-Well done, Abu Fadi. -Thanks.
Will we see you tonight at the party?
Abu Fauzi, I told Bashar it's a family event.
So what? You're part of the family, Abu Fadi.
Better to sit alone at home all night, watching soccer?
Come and meet my brother, he's heard so much about you.
God willing.
My son is looking for you. Okay?
Where to?!
I'll be back soon.
I know where you're going, I want to come with you.
Bashar, go practice.
Let me come, I'll watch over you.
Go, practice those 150 hook punches you owe me. Go on.
Where's Fauzi?
I thought I was meeting with him.
Give me your mobile.
-Where are the goods? -Who are they?
Don't ask questions, Abu Fadi. Where are the goods?
In the trunk.
Hands off.
Open it.
DEMOLITION BLOCK
Wait. Money first.
Have Fauzi contact me if he wants anything else.
Ziad!
My phone.
Be careful.
Affirmative.
They drove into a car wash.
They went inside, I can't see them.
Ever since I got here 20 years ago, I've been thinking about her every day.
But she...
I don't know. Perhaps it's been too long for her.
Too many years.
Give her a chance, she'll know how to accept you back.
I feel like a kid, I swear, my heart is pounding.
What are you doing?
PRISON SERVICE
Get that off of me!
Habits die hard, huh?
Congratulations on your release.
I'll never forget you guys.
-Goodbye, Abu Samara. -Farewell.
Farewell, Jihad!
The father of prisoners!
Congratulations!
Thank you, Itzik.
-May God be with you, Jihad. -Thank you, my friend.
-Goodbye. -Goodbye.
FAUZI HAMDAN
Nope. I guess their truck was really dirty.
The pickup is on the move!
Fauzi isn't in the truck, do you copy? Fauzi isn't in the truck.
They've covered the back of the truck.
They've booby-trapped the truck.
Two gas tanks with cables attached. Looks like one big explosive device.
What is this crap?!
Relax, Hamdi, relax.
Good morning.
There's a pothole up the road, use the nearby pathway.
Don't worry, we'll drive carefully. Move.
-What did you say? -Go. There's no pothole.
Are you deaf?
What don't you understand? Get off the road or I call the police.
-Okay, okay, no problem. -Move along.
Done. They're off the road.
Stop, stop.
Ibrahim, get out of the car!
Listen.
If scouts from the Arab Emirates come to the tournament in Amman,
-it could be your big chance. -You think so?
Why not? Keep practicing. Win another medal
and you might end up moving your family to Dubai.
I'd take Safaa with me.
Slow down, kiddo. You'll be with her,
but be smart about it, don't let anyone run your life. Got it?
You know when I last saw my kids?
All because my ex-wife convinced the judge that I'm dangerous?
But they're your kids!
Don't worry, she's not the boss of me, neither she nor the courts.
I'll never give up on my kids.
-There you are. -God bless you.
Hayfa, let me carry that.
Rest, Abu Fadi, you've worked so hard.
Way to go, Abu Fadi.
You look hungry. Can I get you something to eat?
Are you saying I'm fat? Taking a swing at me?
Of course not.
You look okay for your age...
Um Bashar, sit down and rest.
I can't, I'm too excited. Hayfa, what time is it?
-Don't we need to leave soon? -In 30 minutes, Mom. Go rest.
-Rest. -I'll rest.
Thank you, Abu Fadi.
-What a warm welcome. -Bless your heart.
-Excuse me, Um Bashar, I have to answer. -Go ahead.
Yes?
Yes. How's it going?
Abu Fadi, Hayfa asks if you're staying for lunch.
Don't be silly.
Okay, I'll stop by later.
Bye.
Sorry.
-Here you go, Abu Fadi. -God bless your hands.
-Enjoy. -Can't, I'm on a diet. Thanks.
Hands off!
Eat up, my darling.
-Abu Maher. -Greetings.
-My dear friend. -Welcome, welcome, welcome.
-We're honored to have you here. -Please sit down.
Good to see you, Abu Rami.
-How's your son doing? -Praise God, he's counting the days.
So Fauzi Hamdan managed to escape once again.
-That bastard has nine lives. -Yeah, he's lucky.
But his luck will run out someday,
-and, God willing, today is that day. -God willing.
So...
where's Fauzi?
What's he up to? Who's helping him?
What about his uncle, Jihad Hamdan,
"the father of prisoners," who was released today?
Will he join them? The man has blood on his hands,
he's killed five collaborators and planned terrorist attacks.
Talk to me, guys.
As far as we know, Jihad Hamdan isn't active
and no longer poses a threat.
As for Fauzi, we don't know his whereabouts.
But we do know that Hamas is hard at work here.
I'm sick of coming here to hear what I already know.
Listen carefully,
tonight you and I are going to see the general
to sign our security coordination deal.
But if Fauzi keeps carrying out attacks like the one we foiled today,
the deal goes straight to hell!
-Abu Rami. -Yes?
Go back to Hebron and leave no stone unturned until you find Fauzi.
Will do.
Get Captain Ayub his favorite coffee
-and halawiyat from Abu Sammer. -No sweets for me, pal.
Look at me. I'm on a diet.
Peace be upon you, Captain Ayub!
-Congrats on the promotion! -Thank you.
Head of District! I remember when you were just a cadet.
And I remember when you were an inmate, before the Oslo Accords,
-with a big head of hair. -30 years ago...
-when you were 30 kilos lighter. -You son of a...
And you're pushing halawiyat on me?!
HEBRON
-Yes. -Hold on.
You're patched into a secure line.
Fauzi, my friend, you made the right decision today.
-Hamdi and Ibrahim were killed. -May God have mercy on their souls.
Now, listen carefully, son.
Our Shahids knew the craft, they're no saps.
Something's fishy. You can smell it a mile away.
I assure you, Abu Mohammed, I'll check everything out.
Listen, my friend, we're at the start
of a very long campaign, but if there's a collaborator among you,
all our work goes down the drain.
Advance only according to plan and check your men thoroughly
because the collaborator could even be the person closest to you.
-Will do, Abu Mohammed, trust me. -I trust you, son,
but you have two men down. Should we pause everything?
No, Abu Mohammed, we've got others, thank God.
Fine. Their security coordination meeting is tonight at ten.
-May God be with us. -God willing.
Take care.
He says there's a collaborator among us. Someone close, maybe.
You know Abu Mohammed, he suspects everyone.
What about the boxing coach? You trust him?
Abu Fadi?
I've been following him all week, he seems harmless.
Your father even spoke with his former boxing club in Jerusalem, right?
And I've spoken to his ex-wife.
-Then who could it be? -Let it go, buddy,
remember, we're attending a big party tonight.
Check out this beauty.
There he is!
Welcome back, welcome back!
Open the gate!
Welcome back, dear brother!
My beautiful daughter!
Welcome back, my brother!
Welcome back!
-We've missed you so much. -Bashar!
Look at you!
Let's go, brother.
Welcome back.
Let's go.
Jihad, you should see how big the boxing club has gotten.
Bashar, why don't we take him there tomorrow morning?
You'll see what a champ your son is.
Did you tell him about the fight in Amman?
Not yet.
Amman? Really?
And look over there.
-Uncle, don't start. -Why not, Bashar? I'm filling him in.
The Jews have seized the Tarawnes' land to build that settlement.
But Bashar is right.
Today we celebrate my brother's release!
You're in for a warm welcome-back party.
SUPERVISED VISITATION CENTER
Good morning.
-Are you a nurse? -Sort of.
What's your name?
Hamdi.
Hamdi what?
What's your last name?
Hamdi, my friend, to be honest,
you're dead.
They said on the radio that the blast killed two men.
"They died as Shahids."
So these are your options now:
be rational, talk to me,
and you may end up in an Israeli prison
where you'll get to study, even call your parents.
The second option is...
"the prison of the dead"
where nobody knows you exist.
What do you say?
Die!
Tell me your last name!
Suliman, you bitch!
Hamdi Suliman, from where?
Khan Yunis.
Please stop...
Where in Khan Yunis?
The camp-- please, stop...
The camp in Gaza?! Are you a commando soldier?!
How did you cross over?!
By sea? Through a tunnel? How many are there of you?
You know you'll tell me eventually,
so why suffer?
Thank you, dear, welcome.
You smell nice, and you're quite handsome!
I bet you could find a nice bride here so we can marry you off already.
I can get married even when I'm 40, unlike you, you old maid.
Shut up.
-Hello and welcome. -Peace be upon you.
Thanks for coming.
You probably prefer a girl with a degree, right?
-Have you seen your father? -He's probably in the shower.
He's still in his room.
-Relax, Mom. -I can't.
Welcome, how are you?
What is it?
Noor, I'm so sorry.
Sorry for what, my love?
For ruining your life.
You didn't ruin anything. We're starting fresh.
It's been so long.
At least you're still handsome.
Men age nicely,
unlike us.
You're as pretty as the day we met,
if not prettier.
Good answer.
Now come greet our guests before they leave.
Dad, you know him? He went to school with me.
Your friend.
Jihad, Jihad,
come outside, someone's here to say hello.
Abu Bashar.
-Welcome home. -God bless you.
It's great to be back home, huh?
Thank you, Abu Jamal, but it's not necessary.
My friend, it's a gift from the Movement, you're one of us.
Rest for a week or two, come by, and we'll find a job for you.
Thank you, thank you.
Thank you, Abu Jamal, I'll make sure he comes by.
-Very well. Welcome home. -Bless you.
Thanks for coming, it's been an honor.
Be nice, for God's sake. He can get you set for life.
You're right, my brother. Don't worry.
Peace be upon you.
Bashar!
Come meet the man of the hour.
Dad!
-Dad, meet my coach, Abu Fadi. -Nice to meet you.
He won fifth place in the national middleweight category.
-Nice to meet you. -Same here. Your son is amazing.
Sadly, I didn't get to raise him, but I guess he was in good hands.
Thanks for all the work you do with him, Nasser says he's really improved.
He sure has, he's very gifted.
-Thank you. -Nice meeting you.
-Hungry? -Starving.
We got another update from the interrogator.
They're not alone.
At least one more terrorist squad crossed over with them. Perhaps more.
How'd they get in? How'd they cross over?
That bastard Hani Al Jabari will do anything to get to the Leadership.
That's what scares me the most.
Are you on your way there, buddy?
Yes, I'll be there in half an hour.
-All right, see you there. -Bye.
COORDINATION AND LIAISON HQ, NORTH OF RAMALLAH
All right. Bye.
Ziad.
I hear two men were killed today.
Who prepared the bomb, you or Fauzi?
Just drop it, Abu Fadi, mind your own business.
Listen to me, you guys are amateurs and that could bring me down!
Take me to Fauzi, I want to talk to him.
I'm telling you once again, drop it.
You're kids.
The next bomb you build will blow up in your face!
Let me help you. If you're planning to do something big, do it right!
Abu Fadi, how do you know we're planning something big?
I know more than you think. Take me to Fauzi, I'll tell him all about it.
You know, just today Fauzi said there's a collaborator among us.
-He mentioned you, Abu Fadi. -Me? A collaborator?! You bastard!
Who are you, Abu Fadi?
A boxing coach who carries explosives?
Jihad sees you as one of the family. This really is a day of celebration--
having a party for Abu Bashar
and taking down a collaborator and his captains.
You bastard, you think I don't know--
Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel