Bro, hot food, cold food, cutting, dishwashing...
- I've washed tons of dishes in the army. - I hate doing dishes.
Since then, I'm too traumatized to do dishes.
- How are you? - Okay.
- Has everyone left? - Yes.
- You hanging in there? - Yes, earlier, it was a bit too much.
But everyone's gone now, it's just us family.
- Welcome. - What's up?
Listen, the Defense Minister called. I got him to lower it to 3,200.
- What? - Your rent, all-inclusive, bro.
- It's a great price. - If it's too steep, just rent a trailer.
Anyone else wanna knock my sleeping arrangements?
You can also shack up with Yoash, Yoav,
- whatever his name is. - Nurit...?
I see.
- How does it look? - Steve, what did you prepare?
I didn't make this, someone brought it.
There are meatballs, schnitzels, kebabs, pasta, whatever.
We were in the midst of chaos,
we all sprinted to the van!
I turn back and I can't see Avihai.
I get on the radio: "Avihai, Avihai, Avihai, do you read?"
He answers after a few moments:
"I read. Hold on."
I say: "Where are you?
The entire village is hurling stones, it's chaos!"
- I tell Steve: "Steve... " - He tells me: "Go get him back here."
I sprint to the building and run up the stairs, yelling: "Avihai! Avihai!"
Nothing, no response.
I go up to the roof and see him fiddling around with a goat.
Not what you think. Someone must've kept that poor goat there
and it got tangled in a barbed wire fence. He was trying to free it,
the goat was going crazy, but he didn't give up.
- He brought that goat to the unit. - Yep.
- He named it Renana. - Who shot my dad?
- I asked him: "Why Renana?" - Hush. What did you ask?
Who shot my dad?
Someone shot your dad while...
covering Doron.
Doron tried to catch someone we were after.
Your dad went in to help and that man shot him.
But Doron was with him the whole time.
He never left his side.
Your dad was a hero.
You should be proud of him.
What's going on, bro?
Look at us, sitting and eating,
cracking jokes as if...
as if nothing happened.
Why, bro?
Why did you have to run after him?
You were ordered not to, why'd you do it?
What for?
I love you, I adore you, but I can't look you in the eye.
I can't help it, bro.
It's who I am, okay?
That's my curse.
But it's your curse, too.
You promised Anat you'd stay home, and two days later, you joined us.
And Nurit?
And Sagi?
And Eli?
We've all got the curse. We run ahead.
I made the biggest mistake of my life,
and I get why you can't look at me because I can't look at myself either.
- Love you. - Love you, too, man.
Let's go.
Hi.
- This is Doron. - Hello.
- Thank you so much. - We're so grateful.
We're family now.
- How are you, Yaara? - I'm okay.
- And you? - I'm fine.
You sure?
Not really.
- I was very sad to hear about your friend. - Avihai, yes.
I wanted to offer his wife my condolences, but...
I don't know what to say to her.
Just say hello. She'll be glad to see you, honestly.
- How are things at home? - Okay.
It's weird having everyone around me, family and friends.
People in Beit Zayit aren't used to these things,
but I'm glad to be here. Very.
So am I, really.
If there's anything you need, anything, you have my number.
Just call me, I... for anything.
Thanks. You, too.
Let's go inside, okay? I'll introduce you to everyone.
Take a deep breath.
DHAHIRIYA, SOUTH OF HEBRON, PALESTINIAN AUTHORITY
We've been through trying times.
If you need to talk, talk to each other, talk to me, whatever suits you.
They say the best coping method is to get right back to work.
That's what we'll do, it's what we do best.
On the agenda: we got a lead about three armed men
in a building in al-Ramadin in the Hebron district.
It's likely the same squad that murdered a settler
in the Gush Etzion intersection last night and stole his vehicle.
According to our intel, a second squad crossed over from Gaza
and is planning to execute an attack. Their destination is unknown yet.
Come on in.
- Folks, this is Majdi. - Nice to meet you all.
He's the new sniper I borrowed from the Counter-Terrorism Unit. Have a seat.
Getting him wasn't easy. I had to talk with the Head of Shin Bet
and the Defense Minister. In short, we're lucky.
- Meet Steve... - Hi.
Sagi,
Doron,
Nurit.
You'll show him the ropes later on. He's a great guy.
As for the course of action...
- You dig that Majdi guy? - Totally.
No fooling around, got it?
Why are you smiling?
Nurit, I'm not kidding.
Sagi, this is how it's gonna be from now on.
Get used to it.
Excuse me, can I borrow Nurit?
- Look after her. - I swear I will, okay?
So, Majdi, where are you from?
- Majdis are from Majdal Shams, right? - Hurfeish, actually.
So I hear you get snipers killed.
Hey! Cut it out.
What, don't you guys joke about those things?
Majdi, I hope you're a good sniper because your jokes suck.
Yeah, we Druze aren't famous for our sense of humor. Sorry.
At least you can die easy. You guys believe in reincarnation.
They've got other things going for them, like pita bread with labneh cheese.
And the mustaches. Every stache is a stache.
And the skullcaps with the pom-pom on top.
300, scan the area for any rooftop lookouts.
The area looks clear. Assume your positions.
- 300, do you see how many men there are? - Negative. Can't make it out.
There's an armed man in the rear room. - Copy that.
And at the door.
- I see a third suspect. - Okay, go, go!
I've got one.
300, can you ID the second and third suspect?
Negative. No eyes on suspects 2 and 3.
All clear!
Keep searching, we must find them.
Number 2 is down. No sign of number 3.
Dana, I meet with the Defense Minister in an hour.
I understand, but he's a tough one.
- He had the nerve to ask for a lawyer! - Even better. Let Zarkawi in quick.
Those fucking bastards are planning something and we've got no intel.
Okay, I'm on it.
Get your hands off him!
Hands off! Leave him alone!
Listen to me, it's Bashar. - Bashar? What about him?
The third squad member is Bashar Hamdan. He crossed over with them via a tunnel.
Then where is he? - I don't know.
They had fake IDs. He could be anywhere, in the West Bank, inside Israel...
Push him and don't ease up. Whatever it takes, Dana.
Okay, I'm on it.
Gabi, I want 24-hour security around Gali's house. 24 hours!
You'll get security, but Bashar has no way of knowing
where Gali and the kids live, and you don't even have a home!
I can't believe she's in this nightmare again.
Besides, there's no indication that he's trying to get to you or them, okay?
Gabi, I took Yaara away from him, I killed his father!
You think he won't try to get to me?
Gali will kill me, and I do... fuck!
We're doing everything we can, okay? We closed off the entire Hebron district.
I want to talk with Hayfa. She'll know what he's up to.
Listen to me, I'll get it out of her. She's a smart girl.
She already lost her dad. She won't want to lose her brother, too. Trust me.
Okay, but I'm sending someone with you so there's at least one sane person there.
Fine.
And call me. I have physiotherapy in the morning, but I'll be available.
It'll be okay, bro, don't worry.
We'll get to him.
Good morning.
Cover me, bro.
IT'S GO TIME. GOD IS GREAT!
- Talk to me. - Gabi, it's you, you're his target!
What do you mean? - He came back to take you down!
Leave now! We're on our way!
Roi! Roi, this is not a drill!
Bashar Hamdan might be in the building. Get security, but have them lay low,
close off all entrances and start the search.
Have security search the building.
Roi!
Hands behind your back!
- Yes? - My physiotherapist was working with them.
- His physiotherapist. - The bastard held me at gunpoint.
- He was told to complete his mission. - Fuck!
Son of a bitch. What about Bashar?
Nothing. We combed the entire building, checked security cams,
parking lots, even the morgue.
- I don't think he's here. - Then where the fuck is he?
Motherfucker. Motherfucker!
Hello?
Who is this?
- Doron? - Who is this? Yaara?
What's wrong?
He's here.
Here where?
Inside my house.
Drive to Beit Zayit, hurry!
Okay.
Tell him I'm on my way. I want to talk to him. Put him on, please.
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch!
Fuck.
- What's going on? - She's inside.
We don't know who else is in there. A negotiation team is on the way.
- Why negotiate? He wants to talk to me. - Doron, forget it.
You're not going in there alone. You don't want him to hurt her.
Ask him about her family, if they're okay, what he wants.
Talk to him and initiate a course of action.
Tell him they'll release his mom, that they'll reduce his sentence,
and most importantly, have him on the line the whole time and keep him calm.
Give the forces time to reach ground zero.
Bashar...
Bro, I'm going in.
- Alone? Are you crazy? - He's gonna kill her.
Please...
Bashar...
Move! Move!
Open gate seven.
Subtitle translation by Hagit Harel