It's kids from the high school, they did it.
-You think it was me? -I don't know what's with you.
Call the police, or punish me yourself,
you love that.
I saw you, Shir and him.
I hear you have a list.
I can put you on the list whenever I want.
He killed Yaron, then held a gun to my head.
I hear you're good with prescriptions.
They're against anxiety.
You have to give your eye a rest.
Put on a patch and let the infection heal.
What are you doing?
Wow… I don't know… I must've had too much to drink.
Chino, what is that?
Black Space. They can write what they want and nobody'll find out.
Heritage High,
we won't stop until the true culprits pay.
This is personal. They knew who they were shooting at.
Then Meirav, Tzahi, Yaron and Dor did something to them.
Dor's backpack,
I didn't get it, it wasn't in your lost-and-found.
-What does it look like? -Dark blue, with a pin.
It's Reef, he did it.
Something about his body language, and that was the gun.
-What gun? -His dad's.
He takes it and they go shooting.
-Which one did you kill? -Did anyone see you?
Your buddy Shaul is going home.
There's someone who saw me.
We were screwing in the gym.
They let them go. I have to take care of this.
Hold this prick's head.
Fuck!
-What do you think, Mosh? -Arson.
It's usually kids hanging out, throwing cigarettes.
That's not the case here.
-You're sure it was intentional? -Positive.
You can see the trail of gasoline from start to finish.
Not only that, they didn't try to cover it up.
Whoever torched the tree didn't care who knew it.
Moshe, there's something else here, want to take a look?
No, this isn't from the fire. It's not from tonight.
The embers are already crumbling and the dirt is black.
Moshe, are we done here?
Yossi, let's pack it in.
Firing pins. What is it, makeshift guns?
No, not exactly.
Take a look.
See how some of these particles are bigger
and regularly shaped?
They're particles of burnt plastic.
A tremendous amount of them were found at the site of the bonfire.
So?
We think there's a good chance
that the guns were printed.
On a 3D printer?
It's the right type of plastic and you saw the firing pins.
You can print anything nowadays, dolls, shoes, dentures…
guns.
So they may have disassembled the guns in the school,
that's why we didn't find them.
They took them out in their backpacks and then burned them.
I wonder why they used Dor's backpack.
Update Russo and look for 3D print shops in the area.
I'm going to see Michal.
I assume you all heard about the fire at the lone tree.
You know, I used to hang out there too,
thinking, staring,
and there were some wild nights, too,
a joint here and there.
I have something to ask of you,
from the bottom of my heart.
Don't let what happened ruin your lives.
To me, Heritage High is all about what's happening now,
coming together when times are hard. That's our test.
Did you think you'd get away with it?
As I said, friendship is power, it's a weapon,
and it's a shield.
Rami.
-Can we talk? -Sure. Come on in.
Have a seat.
What's happening?
I have something for you. We found the pin.
Where did you find his bag?
We only found the pin.
What does that mean?
We haven't found the bag yet, but I promise we won't stop looking.
Okay, but where did you find the pin?
I don't know exactly, it came in to the office.
It looks…
Rusty, bent.
Yes, it's been a while, Michal. It got rusty.
Better than nothing, no?
Your eye… Are you okay?
Yes, it's just… I'll put in drops, I'll be fine.
It doesn't look good. Let me see.
-No, no. -It's okay, I'm a nurse.
-Lie down. -It's okay, really.
Lay your head back.
Michal, there's really no need.
It's just a hot compress, it'll draw out the pus,
you'll feel much better.
When did it happen?
When I was 17.
Just kids fighting.
Close your eyes, relax.
You'll be alright.
Lie like that for ten minutes, you'll feel much better.
I'll make you some coffee.
Thanks, Michal.
Hello? Yes.
No, I managed, I just have a question.
Yes, I have a question about her MRI.
Did she start treatment yesterday?
I have no record of it.
Okay, then that's what needs to be done.
What are you doing?
Nothing, just looking.
Put that down, please.
What is it?
It belonged to Dor.
What are you looking for?
I'm not looking for anything, I…
I needed to go to the bathroom and I saw the door open.
I apologize, I didn't mean to pry.
I just want to know more about him.
He made this, they have a 3D workshop
in their architecture class.
-Hello? -Morag, I was just at Dor's house.
The school has a 3D printer.
You think they printed the guns there?
I don't know. I want you to find out who has access to the printer.
Sure. I'll get a search warrant.
We need the printer and all the computer stuff that goes with it.
-Wait, don't get a warrant. -Why not?
I'll go there today.
If we wait for a warrant, whoever did it will already know.
-I'll meet you there. -Fine.
It's cool that you came back.
-Cool? -Sure, we miss you.
And the senior prom is coming up. I hoped you'd be back in time.
-The senior prom? -Uh-huh.
-Okay. I didn't know you cared. -Of course I do.
Listen…
there's something I want to talk to you about… I mean… ask you.
About what happened in the hallway…
The hallway?
That day, I don't know what you saw,
but I'd rather you didn't talk to anyone about it.
Okay, why not?
No reason, you know how people talk…
And it's for your sake, too.
You're on the good list for now,
-I don't know if you heard about it. -Yes.
I heard about your list.
I'm so happy to finally be part of something.
Not everyone makes the list, you know.
I made sure you did.
Well, I've got a workout.
-If you need anything, talk to me. -Cool.
Who's Tom's next victim? Any bets?
He went too far this time, Reef looks like a sick dog.
THE SAFE LIST
-What's that? -Tom's list.
You asked who's next, didn't you?
What are you doing here in the middle of the day?
I don't feel like being downstairs.
Let's go down and smoke. I can't smoke when I'm hot.
I'm not going downstairs. You shouldn't, either.
-What's wrong, Shaul? -Tom's out to get us.
He dealt with Reef, now he's out to get me.
Why you?
Besides, Reef deserves it.
He looks like his dick now.
I'm on the list. We're on the list.
-Haven't you seen the Black Space? -No.
Look.
Reef, Shaul, Maayan, Lior…
Son of a bitch.
Very good, Tom. 14.12 seconds!
Who do you think you are, loser,
deciding who's guilty and who isn't? God?
Please leave.
Have you checked if you're on Tom's list?
Check, maybe you're next.
Hey, Maayan, chill.
Don't tell me to chill. Let's let God speak.
Or I'll give him scissors to cut my hair.
-Excuse me-- -Hands off!
Did you make sure he took his pills today?
Please leave now.
I'm leaving.
Stay away from my friends or you're dead.
Maayanie,
just tell me who you're fucking these days
so I'll know who not to hurt, okay?
And tell me, did you dump Reef for Shaul,
the other stoner? What an upgrade.
You're probably having orgies.
Send me your list, okay?
Die.
And that idiot drinks half a bottle,
gets on the skateboard so messed up…
You wouldn't believe it…
Okay, these four are ready,
we just have the Wallach order left and that's it?
Yes.
-Hello. -Hi.
Medium pizza, please?
Sure. Anything on it?
Olives.
No problem. Have a seat, it'll be a few minutes.
It's weird that she's here, man.
May I?
You may not remember me, I was in elementary school with Dor,
same grade, different class.
Sure I remember.
-You were also at the funeral. -Yes.
I don't hang around town much. I go straight home from work.
It must be really hard.
Not really. It's all the same.
But I've been thinking about you guys, lately.
About us?
The kids from the high school.
I don't know if I'd call you friends from high school.
And I ask myself,
does it make sense that none of you know a thing about it?
You mean… before it happened?
No, Dor didn't have… any enemies or anything.
Enemies? You think someone was out to get him?
No, not at all, I just… I thought that was what you meant.
I have no idea what happened.
No idea?
-No. -Libi…
Four murderers walking among you and none of you know anything?
It doesn't make sense.
Michal, if I knew something I'd tell you.
I understand.
Nobody wants to rat, and the dead are gone, right? It wouldn't help.
I think everyone wishes it would end.
I don't think anyone's protecting anyone.
Some of you know,
and not just one or two.
Thanks.
How much is that?
-It's okay, it's on me. -Alright.
You okay?
HERITAGE HIGH SCHOOL
OUT OF ORDER
How do you pull up the…
Leave it to me, Davidi.
Are you a computer geek or something?
Computer geek? No.
I'm just… How should I put it?
What's that word again?
Oh, right. Young.
I was thinking about what you said yesterday.
It's just…
I didn't really plan to become a dad now. It was an accident,
or not an accident… Either way.
I just don't feel ready,
especially with all this happening.
I think you'd be a good dad.
A little old, maybe,
maybe more of a granddad, but a good dad.
Doesn't that look like a trigger?
Just a trigger? I don't get it.
YITZHAK RABIN HERITAGE HIGH SCHOOL
Another part.
ARCHITECTURE CLASSROOM
Security.
Be quiet.
Were you eating that stuff again?
Sorry.
That onion is a killer.
Go ahead.
Okay…
It was printed on February 3rd…
What's this?
It was all printed from Dor's user account.
Michal must know something. We need to see her.
Now? It's the middle of the night.
She acted strange. I didn't put two and two together.
So the victim is the killer?
Russo will never buy it.
We'll get a search warrant first thing tomorrow.
Michal isn't home now. She said she has a night shift.
Okay. I like it.
You aren't coming.
Go to the station and request a warrant just in case.
I guess I'm walking back.
Michal!
Michal, Open up!
Michal.
Michal…
That's it. Good, Michal.
Ambulance. I need an ambulance, now.
Seventeen, Palm Drive, a woman tried to kill herself.
She has a pulse.
Hi.
How's it going?
Good.
What a party, huh?
-Yeah. -I was totally wasted.
You don't say.
Tell me…
I don't really remember what happened, but…
we're good, right?
You won't say anything.
You didn't hear what happened?
What happened?
Michal, Dor's mom, committed suicide.
I mean, she tried to.
They found her… she's in the hospital now.
Don't worry, nobody cares about the party.
I certainly don't.
-Are you okay? -Yeah, yeah.
-Want me to call someone? -No, I'm okay.
You can go.
-You sure? I'll… -Yeah, yeah.
-I'll get you something to drink. -No, I…
I'm fine, really. Thanks.
Okay.
I understand the mother's in intensive care.
Dor was one of them. He printed the guns,
he took part in the massacre.
Then how did he end up dead?
Maybe he was their weakest link,
they needed him for the guns and then got rid of him.
Maybe he got nervous and changed his mind in the middle.
So Dor printed the guns, took part in the massacre,
they went down to the bomb shelter,
he flipped, they shot him, packed the guns, the masks,
put everything in his bag, left the school,
then went to the lone tree where they burned the bag with the guns?
That's right.
Too circumstantial.
That's not enough to turn a victim into a murderer.
Before Michal tried to kill herself,
she threw Dor's notebook into the trash.
It's a floor plan of the school.
And the route of the massacre.
Here's the patio, the stairs, the classrooms.
Okay.
I want you to deal with this super-delicately, okay?
No leaks and no crazy ideas
like breaking into the school at midnight without a warrant. Got it?
Are you okay?
Your eye looks bad.
Davidi…
The socket is too swollen, we can't remove the eye.
I told you it was dangerous. You didn't listen.
Okay, just do it.
You'll be out for half an hour, then we'll remove the eye.
Remember, you can't drive, so take a taxi
or get someone to pick you up.
Then you'll have to wait for the infection to go away, completely,
and only then can you put an eye in,
not this one, a new acrylic eye.
Until then, you'll wear a patch.
You need to relax.
You'll start to feel woozy
and when you wake up everything will be okay.
-How's it going? -Okay, what's up?
-Got it? -Yeah.
Wait, can you get other kinds of pills?
Say…
Risperdal?
For who?
Can you or can't you?
Those are powerful pills,
anti-psychotics, not anti-anxiety.
If you mix it with Ritalin…
it's very powerful.
Don't make this complicated, Omer.
I thought you wanted to help me.
Yes, I can get it for you.
Geez. Since the massacre, my mom's totally lost it.
Every five minutes:
"Where are you? What are you doing? Who are you with?"
She's lost it.
Tell her you're at the pharmacy.
Funny.
My dad's lost it too.
A few days ago, he came to my room
and asked me all kinds of weird questions like…
as if I were one of the killers.
And are you?
You think?
Okay…
Thanks. Really.
-I really appreciate it. -Sure. Gladly. I mean…
Whatever you need, just say. No problem.
Good night, sweet prince.
Good night.
How are you?
It burns like hell.
You'll take a Tylenol and go to sleep?
Yeah.
I'm stopping off for some antibiotics.
Want to take a nap?
You look hot.
The Dreaded Pirate Rami.
Fuck.
What's going on here?
Nothing. Private matter.
Itamar, are you okay?
I said it's none of your business, now will you buzz off?
Did he hurt you? Did you hit him?
What a pest.
You're gonna tell me how to raise my son?
Have you seen yourself recently?
Stop it, Dad, he's a cop.
I don't give a damn.
I'm just talking to my son.
You sure you're okay, Itamar?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You heard him, now beat it.
Worry about your own son, blind man.
-What? -You wanna hit me?
-You want me to hit you? -I sure do. Don't be scared.
Come on.
Stop it…
Stop it, Dad, leave him alone!
Leave him alone, what are you doing?
Rami, leave him alone!
You've lost your mind.
He threatened the boy, Miri.
What are you doing, beating people up on the street?
What do you want me to do?
-You could've hurt the baby. -You shouldn't have butted in.
What are you doing?
-I have something to take care of. -You aren't going anywhere, Rami.
Rami, wait.
Stop, I want to talk to you.
You're not allowed to drive!
Halt! Police!
Hands up!
Turn around!
Don't move!
Don't move, okay? I'm calling an ambulance.
-Don't move. -Okay.
I'm sure none of your friends are involved,
but be careful who you hang out with.
For sure, Dad.
GOOGLE SEARCH - THE BOY WHO DIED
I knew right away it was no accident,
then Hanoch and I came to an understanding.
I need information on the student who died two years ago, Ido Lev.
You have to destroy that video.
I say we kill him now.