The power comes up only at ten.
Outside you have two unregistered vehicles.
Local phones with new SIM cards.
Please don't come near my home. I have a family and children.
- Don't even talk to them. - Don't worry.
- You speak fluent Hebrew. - "Know your enemy," right?
You guys know that better than me.
This is the gofer's address and his plate number.
He's unguarded, but he's very cautious.
Hamas operatives are always on alert. If they pick up on anything,
you won't be returning here. If there's the slightest suspicion,
they'll ruthlessly slaughter you, me, my wife and my kids.
Gaza is awaiting Israel's response,
but nobody thought you're this crazy. Sending only four soldiers?
Neither am I.
Hamas has prisoners in Israel
and now you're prisoners of Hamas.
They'll have a prisoner swap and release you.
But it might take time.
Just do as you're told, everything will be fine and you'll go home.
Okay, Yaara?
But how long?
Five years, like Gilad Shalit?
Depends on your government.
There. You have power for a few hours.
Can you maybe just call our parents?
To tell them we're okay?
Please?
- We're never getting outta here, Elad. - Don't say that.
Wanna see something? Look.
What...?
You idiot! He'll notice,
- and they'll come back here! - Hush, Yaara!
You heard him, he said we should do as we're told.
Why...?
God damn this place.
Has Eli ever told you his story about Gaza?
I heard it from someone who served with him in active duty.
They were after someone in Deir al-Balah
and foolishly got exposed.
A teammate didn't notice an armed man approaching
and got shot in the head point-blank, right in front of Eli.
That shit sticks with you for life.
It does.
Prepare, we're approaching the square.
Come on already, damn it.
Doron, a cop approached Arab 2. We should get outta here fast.
My name is Yaara Zarhi, from Jerusalem.
I'm holding a newspaper printed in Gaza with today's date.
I want to inform the Israeli government
that our release is in your hands.
[-Why didn't they film the boy?] - We ask that you comply...
I'd like to add that we're being treated really well.
Don't tailgate, bro.
Where is he taking her?
- Looks like he's headed to the hospital. - You think?
He's stopping.
Pull over.
Eli, he dropped her off at a hospital.
They've split up. - Copy that.
Follow him.
Return to the vehicle.
The hospital is crawling with commandos. Either some VIP is hospitalized there
or it's Hani Al Jabari's hideout. - We're checking with Intelligence.
Any ID on the woman he picked up? - None yet.
Michal?
How are you?
I'm fine.
- And you? You miss me? - Maybe.
A little.
We had fun, huh?
You bet.
Anyway, take care, don't catch a cold from the AC.
You, too. Watch out for E. coli in the hummus.
We eat that stuff every day and have to spend the night together.
Gotta go. Bye.
Abu Iyad, get the door.
You don't know Abu Mohammed.
Cheerful guy.
Familiar with the Amjad Al Faras affair?
In the end, they killed him.
Elad, get up.
Get up, Elad, our food is here.
Hey.
Hey!
Yaara, come!
Come, Yaara!
They're coming!
We have to go!
- Come on! - I can't!
I'll call for help.
They'll get you out, don't worry.
Yes? - Mom, it's me!
- Oh, my God, Eladi? It's him! - Elad? Come!
Subhi!
Gabi?
- What is it? - The boy.
- What about him? - He managed to escape.
- Hila, why is he on his own? - He stabbed the guard and ran.
- She must've been too scared. - He's a champ!
We'll find her. Doron, let's focus. Do you have his GPS location?
Hold on.
Yep, got it.
Drive straight ahead.
Eli, Eli!
Roadblocks everywhere, Hila. I doubt we'll manage to reach him.
Turn right.
I'll try connecting him to you via the local grid.
Patch him in.
- How far away are they? - 20 minutes.
Subhi, turn off the power throughout Gaza. I want complete darkness.
Okay, he's patched in.
Hello?
- Hello? - Elad, hi, my name is Doron.
We're coming to get you. We know exactly where you are. We're really close by.
- Are you really here? - Yes.
What the...? - Relax, Elad, we cut off the power.
I'll guide you to us. We'll be there shortly, okay?
If at any point you feel in danger,
stop at a safe place and call me from there, okay?
Yes, okay.
- I'll give you directions, okay? Avihai. - Walk 50 meters to the tall building.
- And turn right.
And turn right. Repeat what I said.
I walk 50 meters to the tall building and turn right.
- After 20 meters, there's an alley. - After 20 meters, there's an alley.
- Turn left. - Turn left
and stop at the entrance to Salah ad-Din Street.
I stop at the entrance to Salah ad-Din Street.
Call me when you get there. My number is on the screen.
From this point on, no Hebrew, only Arabic.
If you don't speak Arabic, say only.
- Attaboy. Good luck.
Take care.
- Hey. - Listen, the road is blocked.
Hold on. He says the road is blocked.
Elad, do you see a mosque with green lights?
Go there and hide in a dark spot. I'll reach you on foot, okay?
I'm wearing a black shirt and a leather jacket.
I'll text you the exact meeting point. [-Yes.]
Elad, you're going home today.
- Fuck. - It's chaos, Doron.
Do we have smoke grenades?
WHEN SMOKE GRENADES FLARE UP, GET TO MOSQUE DOOR.
They've exited the vehicle. No contact.
I hear shooting from the mosque area!
Elad is dead. We've lost him.
God damn it!
Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel