Fauda (2015) s02e10 Episode Script

1
Do you know who she
is? Did you know her?
Were you there when it happened?
Can you hear me?
Get outta here, you jerk!
I'm sorry, Doron, I didn't
mean for this to happen.
Everyone keeps dying on me,
Gabi. Everyone keeps dying on me.
"Israel Police - do not cross"
Come in, Hanita, repeat,
you're breaking up.
So did you gather any
intel about Abu Naim?
Nothing. He's just a barber,
been there for 15 years.
Just you wait, Eli,
you'll regret this. For fuck's sake
- Where are you?
- He's about to enter,
- our little boy is a bit shaky.
- For fuck's sake
- Abu Naim, you're the best in the area.
- I am the best in the area.
Thanks, Abu Musa.
- Peace be upon you.
- Upon you be peace, man.
Have a seat.
Let's make it snappy
and get outta there.
Bless you, my dear man.
- Your glasses.
- Thanks.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Come on, guys! Next! Go ahead.
I'm in no rush. You go ahead.
Go ahead, my friend.
Thanks.
- Ahmad, just wash his hair quickly.
- Have a seat.
Sit down comfortably.
- How's the water?
- Fine, thanks.
Don't cut too much,
just the sides, okay?
- Don't worry, pal.
- My brother-in-law is getting married,
- so, please, be careful.
- Don't worry.
- But
- Relax, he's the best in town.
- There you go.
- Thanks.
Come here, my friend.
Come here, buddy.
Welcome.
- Hold it, pal
- Trust me.
- No, no
- You're insulting me.
I'll give you a stylish haircut.
I'm very sorry,
but I'm in a rush, I gotta go.
Just put in some gel and that's it.
- Just gel?
- Just gel.
- My wife will love it.
- God willing.
All done.
- What do I owe you?
- It's on the house, my friend.
- Take care.
- Thanks, buddy.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Thanks.
- Goodbye, handsome!
Bye.
TRAITOR
What are you two doing?
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Nidal, what are you doing?
Don't call anyone, don't be foolish.
Hello? Who is this?
The one who's going to execute you,
your family and your mistress, you dog.
Have you no shame? How dare you call me?
Giving me a death sentence,
huh? Just you wait.
You know very well
how we punish traitors.
I'm a traitor?! You
killed Walid Al-Abed!
- You're finished!
- The Jews killed him, you fool.
The problem with you is you
believe everything you hear.
Your ego has blinded you and caused
you to betray your father's values!
May God curse you.
May God curse you, you dog!
- What good did that just do?
- Calm down now, Samir.
- We're gonna die.
- No, we're not. Nobody's gonna die.
We have money now, salaries, everything.
Tell everyone to forget about their
friends. Nobody is to call anyone,
nobody is to see anyone,
nothing! Until we meet up.
I promise you, Samir, we'll
bring honor to our late father.
- Be patient.
- I don't care about honor.
And don't see Marwa
behind my back, understood?
From now on, you inform me
before every move you make.
- I didn't see her.
- Samir, don't lie to me.
You met with her at the marketplace,
right? You were being followed.
Enough, leave me alone!
So I won't go out, okay?
I don't want to end up like
those people being hunted!
I want to raise my son and educate him!
Marwa is pregnant.
She's in her third month.
I'm about to have a son.
I don't want to die.
I beg you, get me out of here.
How could you keep this from me?
So I'm going to be an uncle?
As long as you're with me,
I'll protect you, Samir.
I promise I'll get you two out of here.
Doron?
Good morning.
Want some coffee?
What are you doing here?
I came to see how you're doing.
How am I doing ?
I don't know.
Should I bring the kids over?
They're asking about you.
Don't bring them here,
it's a house of death.
They're your kids, they want to see you.
Gali, you shouldn't be
here either, go home.
You're not the only one who lost him.
Your kids lost their
grandpa, too, you know.
You need to get up and
be strong, for them.
You don't get it.
You just don't get it.
When Boaz died,
I didn't know how to cope
with it, but Noga was so young,
I couldn't let myself sink.
And you can't let yourself sink either.
Gali, for your own sake,
keep yourself and the kids away from me.
Keep away from me.
- I'm so sorry.
- About what?
About
how things ended between us.
You need to get out of here. Will
you come stay with us for a few days?
I'll prepare a room for you.
The Secret Service found
a nice place for us.
The kids would be thrilled
if you stayed with us a bit.
We'd all be together.
I don't want them to see me like this.
I'm finished.
I'm dead.
- I'm dead.
- Don't say that.
Hey, I'm here with you.
I'm here.
I'm worried about you and the kids.
Whoever comes near me dies.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry
I apologize.
I'm sorry.
You mean a lot to me, okay? Take
care of yourself. For me, okay?
And you know I'm here
for you if you need me.
Okay?
Okay.
- Hey, Gali.
- I just left his house.
It doesn't look good.
I think you guys should get here.
I understand.
What's the occasion?
No occasion. Hanan made
these and brought me some.
Why do you even talk to her?
She's an old woman, Samir, she
doesn't know what's going on.
Poor lady.
What is it, Samir?
To be honest, Nidal,
I don't understand you anymore.
You tell me not to see my wife
and to trust no one.
I get it, we're under siege. But
then you go and chat with a woman
who's affiliated with
the Palestinian Authority.
You think she won't double-cross you?
On the contrary. She's
shielding us from them.
Nobody would come near an elderly woman.
That's precisely why
I chose this apartment.
- What if she rats us out?
- Why would she?
Because people like her
don't like people like us.
I wish I understood your reasons.
Samir, that's enough.
Just trust me.
I don't need preaching
about what Dad would say,
certainly not from you.
He had a hard time when
you were living in Europe.
It bothered me to see him get
agitated whenever your name came up.
I didn't understand why.
I figured he ought
to be proud of you.
Instead, he suffered. It pained him
to hear that you were doing drugs
and going to hookers in Amsterdam.
But Abu Nidal was a strong man.
He kept working and giving speeches
until the very end, like a lion.
As if nothing was wrong.
I was lost. I wasn't
the Nidal you know today.
I was going through a rough patch
and tried to escape from it all.
I'm doing all this
to repent for my sins.
How exactly?
By not calling home anymore?
Or by joining ISIS?
You think Dad didn't know about it?
You're the one who killed
him, Nidal, not the Jews.
The Jews simply made him a Shahid,
but he had already
died long before that.
Not a day went by where I
didn't try to contact him,
but he wouldn't take the call.
I begged Mom to convince him,
but he wouldn't have it.
And why?
Because I wasn't with Hamas.
Is that any reason for a
father to shun his eldest son?
Samir,
Abu Nidal died a Shahid.
He died. He died
He died, still angry with me.
You still think it's my fault?
Doron!
Greetings and salutations, buddy.
- Good evening.
- What are you doing here? It's late.
We'll be leaving soon. We just
popped in for a visit, bro.
"Popped in"? What's all this stuff?
The entire team is on
their way, we're starving.
Come on out, I'll work the grill.
- You coming?
- Yes.
I'll just put my shoes on.
Cheers, pal.
How are you doing?
How am I doing?
Can't leave you alone with
a girl for a minute, huh?
Nice catch.
Here they come.
The whole clan is here.
No, man, I don't think so.
I know how these youngsters
get lured in by ISIS,
but it takes two to tango.
Trust me, the guy is filled
with hatred and resentment.
He'll end up alone,
mark my words. Alone!
Someday you'll see that
I, Abu Maher, was right.
Talk to me.
- Chuck Nurit, rare?
- Medium, Steve. I hate blood.
Like hell you do
You love blood. You're bloodthirsty.
- And you? Steak? Kebab?
- I trust the chef.
If he grills as good as he
drives, then good luck to us all.
Come here, your meat is ready.
There you go, buddy.
Thanks, pal.
- Have some foreskin, you prick.
- I'd like a foreskin shish kebab, please.
Play something refreshing.
Lisa is the fairest of them all ♪
Her beauty is unmatched ♪
I am left here with the memories ♪
Since she went away ♪
Lisa, Lisa ♪
Daybreak will come, I promise ♪
And Lisa will surprise yet again ♪
Lisa will stop the tears ♪
Cry no more ♪
Lisa, Lisa ♪
Daybreak will come, I promise ♪
And Lisa will surprise yet again ♪
Lisa will stop the tears ♪
Cry no more ♪
Doron
Leave him alone.
- Maybe we went too far.
- Poor guy.
Thanks.
The barbershop operation is all set.
Everyone's ready.
I can't.
I've lost my edge.
What are you talking about?
I don't want to put you guys at risk.
Bro, I need you there.
We set up cameras at
all their meeting points.
He's bound to come there for
sure. If you're in, then I'm calm.
I'm not in.
Bro, if you do this,
I'll go in with you.
Like old times, you and me, okay?
We'll have each other's back. Together.
I love you, bro, but I can't do it.
I love you, too.
Listen,
I know what happened to Shirin.
I know how you feel right now.
You have to go out there
and kill the son of a bitch
who killed your father.
And that's it.
You know that.
He won't stop.
He won't stop until we put a stop to it.
You have to kill him.
You and no one else.
Blood for blood.
For you,
for your father,
and for Shirin.
Got it?
If you don't do this, you'll
never forgive yourself.
Welcome, Um Omar, what an honor.
Thank you, Abu Maher,
thank you for seeing me.
Don't mention it. Abu Omar
helped me a lot back in the day.
I'll never forget what
your husband did for me.
- Did you offer Um Omar any refreshments?
- Of course! Coffee is on its way.
After you.
- Bring a cigarette pack with you.
- Yes, sir.
Welcome.
What an honor.
Have a seat.
How can I help you?
- Don't hesitate.
- Thank you.
I won't take up much of your time.
I don't know if this
means anything, but
I've rented out my downstairs unit.
You've been to our house once, remember?
Long ago, before the death of Abu Omar,
- may he rest in peace.
- Bless you.
Well, I've rented out
the downstairs unit
to a guy from Nablus
named Fadi Al-Yarmur.
I think he's lying
about his true identity.
I've asked friends
about him and his family
and they all said they don't know
of any such family living in Nablus.
- Who is it?
- Doron.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Are you all right?
- Yes.
Just wanted to see the kids.
Sure, come in.
Everything all right?
Yes.
They're upstairs.
- But they're asleep.
- Okay.
Daddy!
Hey, what's up?
I missed you.
You know I love you more
than anything, right?
- I love you more.
- Do not.
Do, too!
- Daddy?
- Yes?
When do we go home?
You'll be back home soon.
- Want to sleep over?
- Yeah, Daddy, sleep next to me!
Where's Eyal?
He's with his kids.
- Daddy, stay.
- Can't, I've got too many sheep to feed.
- Daddy?
- Yes?
I miss Grandpa.
So do I.
Very much.
It's late, go back to sleep, okay?
- Okay.
- See you tomorrow?
- Okay.
- Good night.
Good night, sweetie.
My love.
I love you.
Good night.
Want some coffee?
Sure, thanks.
Good thing I brought some mugs from
home because there's nothing here.
Sorry, I have nothing to offer you
with the coffee, it's just that
"Voicemail"
My brethren believers,
tomorrow, God willing,
we will commence the crucial stage
of our battle against the Zionists.
Tomorrow, God willing,
we will continue in the path of
the Shahids who died for this cause.
Fight for the sake of God
and know that He is
attentive and all-knowing.
Don't come to work
tomorrow. We're closed.
Bye.
Any updates from the
north? Fill me in, folks.
We have solid intel
that Al Makdasi will be arriving
at the barbershop in the next few hours.
I'll be with you in the field,
Kaspi will serve as the Command Post.
We'll be sitting by the entrance,
but once he arrives,
we all
take down the son of a bitch.
Got it?
It can't be!
Don't sweat it, Abu Maher,
it happens to everyone.
Remember that time we found
out that Abu Mazen's chair
and Yasser Arafat's office were
bugged? The Jews are sneaky.
- The Jews didn't plant this.
- Who, then?
That's a high-quality device,
not something you buy online.
Only God knows. In any
case, thank you very much.
Bashar, not a word of this to anyone.
- I'm at your command, Abu Maher.
- Goodbye.
Hello, Abu Maher.
- Hello, Captain Ayub.
- How are you doing?
Very well.
Have you looked into what
we discussed yesterday?
Yes, I have.
And? Is everything all right?
- You were right, Captain.
- Sorry to hear that.
This will all be over soon.
I hope he hasn't got any
more surprises lined up.
- Goodbye, my friend.
- Goodbye.
Hey, guys, are you the
new upstairs tenants?
Yep.
- Nice to meet you, I'm Yonatan.
- I'm Eitan.
I'm Moti. Nice to meet you.
- Isn't that heavy?
- Don't worry,
we've lifted heavier things.
Wish I could help you,
but I've got a bad back.
In any case, I'm here
if there's any problem.
Welcome.
One more thing.
If you guys have bikes,
keep them in the shed,
don't block the entrance.
- Don't worry.
- Thank you very much.
- Have a good day.
- Have a good day.
- Thank you very much, Moti.
- Thank you.
You spoke nicely, bro.
Thanks, "Yonatan."
Have you prayed?
Not yet.
Come on, let's go.