Fauda (2015) s05e01 Episode Script

THA'R: ARABIC FOR "BLOOD REVENGE",
RESTORING VIOLATED HONOR
OR AVENGING INJUSTICE.
[Salem] I seek refuge in Allah
from the cursed Satan.
In the name of Allah,
the most gracious, the most merciful.
Master of the day of judgment,
you alone we worship,
and you alone we ask for help.
Guide us on the straight path,
the path of those you favor,
not those who have incurred your wrath
or those who have gone astray.
[atmospheric music plays]
YUSUF SALEM MOHAMMED AL-HOZAIL
Yusuf, my love…
soon, God willing,
I'll take your revenge…
so that you can rest.
[atmospheric music continues]
[car engine starts]
JEWISH SETTLEMENT.
ENTRY IS FORBIDDEN FOR ARABS.
[dog barks in the distance]
[tense music continues]
[dog continues barking]
[tense music slows]
God forgive you, Salem.
[tense music fades]
-What are you doing here, you lunatic?
-I'm the lunatic? You idiot.
You almost took my head off.
You snuck in. What did you expect?
I wasn't sure it was here.
Your phone is off, and your neighbors
aren't exactly the best people to ask.
-[Salem pats Eli on the back]
-Terrible scout.
[Salem] It's nice here. Quiet.
[Eli] Yeah.
How's the head? Quiet too?
Some days.
I'm getting worse every day.
A father loves all his children equally,
but Yusuf was special.
Yeah.
There's no one left for me
to talk to at home,
and Nuzha has had enough of my sadness.
So you came to me?
You want to marry me, take a second wife?
Is that it, Abu Musa?
[a gentle wind blows]
What about you?
Talk to Allah every day?
Waiting for Him
to come and take me already.
I swear to God, Abu Musa, I’m tired.
Looking for answers.
[both exhale sadly]
Actually…
I have something that might interest you.
I've been investigating.
Something came in.
What is it?
[intriguing music builds]
New footage from your and Hagit's house.
It shows Yusuf,
and the son of a bitch who did it.
Iyad Dahdouh is his name.
The son of a bitch escaped Gaza
through the Rafah crossing
during the second ceasefire.
Disguised himself as a casualty.
He lives in Marseille now.
He has a business, a family.
As if nothing happened.
Where did you get this?
-Someone emailed it to me.
-[music builds in tension]
Offer enough money, and these people
will give you anything you want.
Don't you know that?
Believe me,
all the shit I got
over the last two years was fake.
But this time, it's real.
Here, look for yourself.
My source says he got it from him.
Come to Marseille with me.
[Eli drops the wood on the floor]
You want me to come to Marseille with you?
And do what?
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me, Abu Musa?
Does it seem right to you
that the son of a bitch
is living over in Marseille,
as if nothing happened?
I've moved on.
I've moved on, Salem.
Eli…
-This is tha'r, blood revenge.
-[emotional music rises]
You of all people
should know what tha'r means.
If we don't do this,
that day will haunt us
for the rest of our lives.
Your family deserves tha'r.
[music rises with eerie strings]
[tense rock music theme plays]
FAUDA
[faint ambient sounds in the distance]
Very good. Don't lose eye contact.
Now try to focus
on the memory that came up.
Describe it to me.
[reflective music rises]
[muffled sound of explosion]
[Doron inhales deeply]
[tense music rises to crescendo]
[reflective music continues]
I'm…
outside the iron container.
I'm looking inside.
What do you see inside?
There are people.
[muffled sounds of war in the distance]
They're dead.
They're all dead.
Describe them to me.
They're kids.
They're beautiful.
[reflective music rises]
The same age as my children.
[ominous strings swell in music]
Lots of blood.
[music becomes more tense]
And then there was an explosion.
[muffled explosion sound in distance]
Doron, where is this happening?
Stay with me, Doron. What do you see?
[muffled explosion sounds as wind blows]
A lot of smoke… and a smell.
A smell?
Of what?
Flesh.
[disorientating ambient sound]
[reflective music fades]
[Doron exhales deeply]
Yes.
I can't do it.
Why can't I remember?
I'm trying to connect the dots,
and I don't get why I can't do it.
You're making good progress.
We're getting there slowly, it's okay.
I understand you want
to connect everything, but slowly…
How did I lose eight hours?
Eight hours of my life just disappeared!
Doron, it's a process,
and we're on the right path.
Don't judge yourself.
I don't know if I managed to save her.
It's driving me crazy.
[reflective music rises]
[Gali] I bought you something.
It's in the back.
-For me?
-Yeah, in the white bag over there.
Is it my birthday or something?
[Gali laughs]
Do you like it?
Yeah, buttons, pale blue?
You're always wearing dark shirts.
You have such beautiful eyes,
why not highlight them?
Thank you.
[calm sounds of nature in background]
[Gali] Is that Eli? What's he doing here?
Did you arrange to meet?
[Doron] No.
[Doron] Look who's here.
The Messiah in his pickup truck.
The donkey didn't start.
-I missed you.
-Me too.
Really?
[Gali clears throat]
Well? Can I get a hug
or are you shomer negiah?
Gali, you're family, it's alright.
[Gali laughs]
Oh, great. Okay, come on.
[Doron laughs]
[birds tweet in the distance]
Don't move your head, only your eyes.
Alright? As I pick up the pace,
slowly, the memories start coming back.
Ouch!
-[Doron laughs]
-[Eli exhales disappointedly]
But it really works, man.
I focus, the image comes up,
and then I put together
the timeline of that day.
No kidding.
That's great, man.
What's going on, Eli?
Salem came to visit me today.
I see.
How is he?
Last time I saw him, he was done for.
Yeah, forget it, man.
You don't know what it's like
to lose a child.
I hope you never do, God forbid.
Still looking for the Nukhbas
that murdered Yusuf?
With all his might.
Truly.
What is he going to do?
I don't know.
What, blood revenge?
Eli don't let him put ideas
into your head, got it?
Forget it, him and his… Bedouin nonsense.
Bro…
what you and Salem went through
is the hardest thing in the world.
But nothing will bring back
Hagit and the kids.
[reflective music rises]
[sounds of cicadas and gentel breeze]
[computer loading sound]
[reflective music fades]
Come on, I promise you!
We won't hurt you.
We're true to the ways of Allah.
[tense music rises]
In the name of Allah,
merciful and compassionate,
all praise is for Allah,
Lord of all universes…
You son of a bitch!
[gunfire sounds from video]
[tense music swells]
[haunting strings rise in music]
[dawn ambience as rooster crows]
[explosion sounds in the distance]
[loud, unsettling sirens sound]
[horses neigh in confusion]
[more loud explosions ring out]
[exhales deeply]
Hey, you're up.
They're clean.
[Doron clears throat]
Yeah.
Everything okay?
I'm worried about Eli.
Why?
When he was here…
He spoke about Salem,
about his son, about the…
I'll go and check on him
first thing tomorrow.
But you have therapy.
Yeah…
I'll talk to Dr. Peled. It's fine.
Doron, it's not your fault.
He's not your responsibility.
I know.
But he's alone.
-He doesn't have a Gali.
-Okay.
[tense music rises]
MARSEILLE, FRANCE
Next, please.
-What is the purpose of your trip?
-Visiting my friend.
Where do they live?
Umm…
Remove your hat.
Please proceed to the security checkpoint.
There is any problem?
Sir, move to checkpoint.
[tense music plays]
Next, please.
[tense music continues]
ELIYAHU
[exhales deeply]
Be careful about the book.
Take off your shoes.
Next, please.
[car horn beeps]
[car door and trunk opens]
Was there a rectal exam?
Come on, let's go.
You know I go through this
every time I come back to Israel?
Great, that's how
you Arabs should be treated.
Come on, let's go.
[tense music rises]
-[Doron] I've just been at Eli's.
-[Gali] Feeling calmer?
Not really. He's not there.
He's not answering my calls.
The kids in the settlement
said he left last night.
Okay, so where are you?
I'm on my way to Rahat, to see Salem.
Maybe he's there with him.
Alright.
-I'll speak to you later, okay?
-Bye.
Bye, honey. Bye.
RAHAT, ISRAEL
Musa? Hi.
I worked with your father. Can I come in?
-Hello.
-Hello.
I'm Doron Kabilio.
I know who you are.
I saw you once.
Can we talk?
Please.
Since the day Yusuf died…
he became possessed,
all he can think about is tha'r.
When did you last see him?
Last night I saw him packing a suitcase.
When I woke up, he was already gone.
And how was he…
How was he over the last few days?
[exhales deeply]
Come, I want to show you something.
He didn't let anyone go in.
Only he has the key.
He'd lock himself away in here for hours.
[eerie music plays]
He offered a million shekel reward
for information on the Nukhbas
that killed Yusuf.
Did he get many calls?
Dozens. Maybe hundreds.
And he checked everything.
One by one. That's all he did.
Is this his?
Yes.
[typing on keyboard]
I don't know the password.
-Can I take it?
-Where to?
To a friend of mine. A computer guy.
Alright.
[intense music plays]
Hello.
Hi.
Is Rami here?
Who's asking?
The Bedouin.
Wait.
Come in.
Hi.
Where's the money?
It's all here. Here you go.
Your turn.
This is his restaurant.
Go at the end of the day,
when the place is empty,
because a lot of heavyweights go there.
How did you find out about him?
Since the war
quite a few Gazans have come here.
They're quiet, keeping their heads down.
Only this Dahdouh
doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut.
The day he showed me the video,
I said to him,
"why did you kill that poor boy?
He's an Arab".
You know what he said?
"He's the lowest of the low.
He's the Jews' dog."
[inhales deeply]
Anything else?
What about what I asked for?
I told you, that would be an extra 20,000.
That's everything here.
[ambient city sounds]
[door slams shut]
[Gabi] Our product can reveal
what your financial rivals
are really doing online.
The most important thing in this service,
is that it's strictly confidential.
You understand that, of course.
In order to…
It took my guys three minutes
to hack into the computer.
You did good.
We're true to the ways of Allah.
Don’t worry, I promise you.
We're true to the ways of Allah.
That's Eli's house in the Kibbutz.
Open the door!
Their neighbor Yusuf, Salem's son,
is in the safe room.
Son of a bitch!
[gun shots]
I used my contacts at Shin Bet
to run a facial identification.
You're looking at Iyad Dahdouh,
a Nukhba terrorist
now living in Marseille.
What do you mean, Marseille?
Marseille, as in, Marseille.
Guess who boarded flight 322
heading there today?
Okay, so what do we do?
Good question.
[knock at the door]
Hi, Gabi. What do you need?
What, did someone die?
This is Lia. Lia, this is Doron,
an old friend from Shin Bet.
I've heard some stories.
-Nice to finally meet you.
-Same. It's a pleasure.
-What's that?
-None of your business.
What's the status
on the connector supplies?
The meeting's tomorrow. I need answers.
We're working 24/7 on the lines.
We'll deliver on time.
-You know why she's called Lia?
-No.
Because she's a LIA-bility.
Go, get on with your work.
Well? Get going.
[door closes]
Who’s she?
My fixer. She's a pro, a genius.
Pulled her straight out of the service.
She'll go far.
Tell me, is your… passport valid?
Why?
I'm sending you on a cruise.
Why do you think?
-Someone has to stop those two lunatics.
-I'm out, Gabi.
What do you mean, you're out? Who, then?
Sagi and Nurit are in Australia,
Steve is protecting oligarchs in London…
Gabi, you're overreacting.
Doron, you have to fly out right now.
Before your friend does something
that'll ruin his life.
[tense music rises]
[Gali exhales deeply]
Hey.
I thought we were done with all that.
Eli needs me.
There's always something, Doron.
What about what you need?
[Doron exhales deeply]
Remember the state you were in?
After you all nearly died in Jenin,
then October…
I remember.
[tense music plays]
[door code sounds]
[door buzzer opens]
-Shall we pray?
-Sure.
[Salem whispers prayer to himself]
[Eli whispers prayer to himself]
[tense music contiues]
That's him.
Look at that son of a bitch,
enjoying life.
Salem, enough.
We'll give his details to the police
and Shin Bet, and that's it.
That son of a bitch entered your home
and desecrated it.
First let's talk to him,
make sure it's him.
Got it?
Salem, you got it?
[tense music rises to crescendo]
[distance dance music plays from car]
Goodbye.
Good to see you, my friend.
Give my best to Soraya.
Thank you.
Hi.
Hello.
Brother! Are you still open?
Sorry, my friends,
as you can see, I'm closing up.
Please, man…
We've been walking around town, starving.
We just landed.
We didn't even get peanuts on the flight.
Come in.
Thank you.
It's a good job the coals are still hot.
Where are you from?
Jordan. Amman.
Jordan? Really?
Know anyone there?
Of course, I have a large family there,
in Al-Wehdat.
-Palestinian?
-Mm-hmm.
We're from Baqa'a.
-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you too. I'm Salah.
And my quiet, shy friend here is Ahmad.
Nice to meet you.
-My name is Iyad, nice to meet you.
-Pleasure.
Well, let's get you some food.
Are you sure? Something cold will do.
We don't want to keep you.
"He who believes in Allah and Judgment Day
must be kind to his guests."
[fridge door opens]
Your accent…
are you from Gaza or the Negev?
From Gaza, brother.
Were you there during the war?
If I'd been there during the war
we wouldn't be talking right now.
I moved with my family a few years before.
What the Jews did to us is a catastrophe.
May Allah take revenge on them.
A lot of my friends died.
May Allah take revenge on them.
Did you have a restaurant in Gaza too?
In Gaza I had a completely different life.
I had a carpentry shop.
But when I came to Europe I realized
they wanted everything quick and simple,
so I built them fast food, like Ikea.
[Salem and Eli laugh]
[mobile phone rings]
Hello.
-Abu Mohammed?
-Yes.
People are looking for you. Stay sharp.
[call ended sound]
[tense music plays]
Sorry, I've run out of meat.
I'll just pop down for a second.
No worries.
[sound of someone washing pots]
Mohammed, my son…
Go to Naji's stall.
Tell him to come quickly,
-and to bring a gun.
-What's wrong?
Shh… Keep your voice down.
Go on, go.
Uh, listen, tell him to come in
through the back door.
[tense music continues]
Put the knife down… put it down!
Get back.
Get back.
-Everything okay up there?
-I closed the door.
We're alone.
The son of a bitch
tried to pull a knife on me.
-You son of a bitch.
-No, please, I'm begging you…
[tense music fades to ambient city sounds]
[phone vibrates]
Gabi?
Welcome.
Talk to me.
I'm sending you the address
of the target's restaurant. Go there.
-Doron, are you with me?
-What? Yes, I hear you.
Repeat that?
I'm sending you an address. Go there now.
I really hope it's not too late.
Tell the driver to take the A55.
Okay, got it. Thanks.
Wake up.
Wake up.
Are you guys Israeli? Are you Jewish?
He's Jewish.
But I'm… Muslim.
Like my son, who you murdered
while he was reciting the Al-Fatiha,
you dog.
It wasn't me, I swear.
I promise you.
Take a good look.
We won't hurt you.
Look closer.
We're walking God's path.
See?
Son of a bitch.
[gun shots ring out from video]
Your bit is coming up.
Good job you guys filmed yourselves.
Saved us a lot of time.
-What do you say, Iyad?
-[releases gun safety catch]
You dare recite a prayer, you devil?
Your soul is about to burn in hell!
Wait a minute, Salem.
Look at them.
Look!
Did you murder them?
No, not me.
And do you know who did?
No.
It was my commander.
I can help you.
Your son too… I had nothing to do with it.
You know how it is,
you can't disobey an order.
What's your commander's name?
Maher Zeytoun.
He's here! Here in Marseille.
I didn't mean to do it.
I thought we were just going
to steal and loot.
Liar!
Stop lying, you dog.
What's his address?
[door entry chime sounds]
-He works here, at the Center.
-What center?
The Yummah Center.
It's a center for refugees and migrants.
A few other Gazans work there.
Hamas?
But I have nothing to do with them.
You see… I have a restaurant.
I'm just a foot soldier. Please…
Please! I have a family, kids…
Please, no!
[gun shots ring out]
Salem!
[gun shots ring out]
[tense music continues]
Salem. Salem!
Stay with me.
Stay with me.
-You'll be alright, okay?
-Go catch him.
Go. Avenge Yusuf.
-Put pressure here, okay?
-Okay.
[music becomes more intense]
[tense music fades]
Thank you.
[atmospheric music builds]
[tense music rises]
[gun safety releases sounds]
Shit.
What are you doing here?
What is this? What happened here?
[tense music rises to crescendo]
IN LOVING MEMORY OF
MATAN MEIR AND SHACHER FRIEDMAN
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