Fauda (2015) s05e05 Episode Script

[ominous music plays]
TURKISH-SYRIAN BORDER
-[In English] Give me your keffiyeh.
-What?
Your scarf. Give it to me.
Put it here.
This way…
you can sleep better.
Here, put your head.
-Yeah.
-Good?
Yeah. Thanks.
[In French] Bro, look where we are.
On our way to Palestine.
Free Palestine.
[In English] What?
What? Nothing.
All this dream about… freeing Palestine.
Do you realize it's not a… reality?
What do you mean?
Do you… do you think the… the Israelis
say, "okay", and go like this, to the sea?
They will say, "take our…
our hi-tech and our…
nuclear weapons",
and say, nicely, "goodbye" and go?
Huh. They better.
Or else…
Pa!
Pschhew!
[laughter]
Tough guy.
Why does it bother you
that they're excited?
No, I…
It doesn't bother me, no.
You just need to understand…
what they are selling you in, uh, Europe…
it's not what's really happening.
Believe me, I know.
My grandfather is Algerian,
fought the French to the death…
-Hmm.
-and in the end,
they won independence.
And God willing, inshallah,
the Palestinians also
will win their country.
And the Jews…
will go back to the countries
they come from.
-Like Algiers?
-Enough.
-No!
-That's enough. Come on.
We're very sorry,
it's a very sensitive subject for us.
We both lost
family and friends over there.
Right?
-[machine gun fire]
-[van skids to halt]
-Turn off engine!
-What is it?
[In Arabic] Hands up!
Sir, it's a mistake.
We're heading to a refugee camp.
Did I ask you? Out!
Alright, calm down.
-Everybody out!
-Okay, let's go.
-[English] Don't worry, go.
-[Arabic] Slowly.
-Don't worry.
-Take him!
[busy office sounds]
[Operator] What's going on there?
Get Yael now!
Are those our soldiers?
[In Arabic] Everybody out!
Come on… faster!
[Anne pants in fear]
Hurry up, asshole!
On your knees, everybody!
On your knees!
No talking. Come on!
Come on, faster!
Everybody, on your knees!
Search them.
Get them ready.
[In Hebrew] Quickly.
[tense music plays]
[tense rock music theme plays]
FAUDA
[tense music rises]
[In French] You need patience.
You know, French bureaucracy…
It has its own pace.
-It's the same everywhere.
-Yes.
I want to apologize again
for Mr. Bruno's conduct.
He was suspended
from his position yesterday.
I owe you an apology too.
I should have told you,
rather than act on my own.
[laughs in agreement]
[phone vibrates]
Hello?
[Gabi] Did you speak to Naama?
Gabi…
I promised Doron, he trusts me.
-Can we talk later?
-No, I'll say something you won't like.
Doron and Eli have no faith in the system.
-I'm the only one they trust. Period.
-Ayub, you know…
They're on the ground,
and need someone they can trust.
Let Naama know
that either I deal with them,
or they go to relax
at a Turkish bath in Istanbul.
-Gabi, I have to go.
-Dana…
Dana!
-Hello?
-Dana, It's Sudri.
-A big problem. They've been kidnapped.
-Shit.
We have no idea who took them.
We need you here.
[music becomes more reflective]
Here he is.
NATIONAL POLICE
[buzzer goes off]
Sudri, I'll get back to you later. Steve!
You okay?
-What's going on? What is this?
-All's good, we're going home.
-Home? And Doron and Eli?
-Come, we'll talk on the way.
-Where are they?
-I'll tell you on the way.
[music builds to crescendo]
[sounds of nature, bird song]
[phone rings]
-Gabi?
-Hi, Gali, how are you?
What happened?
Nothing.
Why are you calling?
You never call for no reason.
How is Doron? Where are you?
I've just landed from Marseille.
Doron is okay.
Let me talk to him, hear him.
Gabi, what's going on? Where's Doron?
I can't talk on an unsecured line.
Just know he's out on an operation.
Operation? He's no longer in service.
Neither am I,
which is why I'm calling you.
I don't understand.
I… need your help
so… we can help Doron get back home.
[tense music swells]
SHIN BET HEADQUARTERS
Doron Kabilio and Eli Aharon
are our people
who managed to infiltrate
Saeed el Hatib's terror cell.
It started in Marseille.
Saeed and his people set up a cell
in order to recruit European members
to operate here.
A few days ago, they left Marseille,
seemingly heading for training.
We're watching them since.
Unfortunately, we suspect
they've been kidnapped.
We're trying to understand who and where.
That's the update for now.
Gili, put it up on the main screen.
These are the last signals
before they disappeared.
We scanned the area
but still haven't located them.
They've already crossed.
Guys, emergency protocol.
Eyes on the maps.
9-900, switch to documenting mode.
Send suspicious movements to analysis.
Hagai, scan every training camp
in the area.
Hezbollah, HTS,
anywhere Hamas could be operating.
People, we're their support.
We have to find them.
[tense music builds to crescendo]
[ominous heavy music plays]
[footsteps]
[In Arabic] Hi, Amir.
My name is Captain Khaled,
from the Israeli army.
Before we begin,
you should know that we know
a lot more than you can imagine.
So I suggest you tell me
everything you know,
and save yourself unnecessary grief.
Where are we?
A detention facility in the Golan Heights.
Are you Israeli?
Yes, what else?
Your accent is perfect.
I'm Druze, from unit 504.
[ominous music fades]
[ambient office sounds]
Gali. How are you?
Good to see you.
How are you?
How do you think?
I know you're worried.
But know that Doron
is completely focused and in control.
We're monitoring them,
and know their status at any given moment.
Rescue forces are minutes away from them.
Okay?
And what's important is
that they're doing the right thing.
Did you send him? Asked him?
Mm hmm. Gabi and I did.
So why isn't he here?
Gabi? He's not in service now.
Doron isn't in service either.
-Why did you bring him back?
-Gali, you've known me for long enough.
-You can trust me, right?
-Trust you?
Do you know what Doron's been through?
No, not really.
Then I'll tell you.
One day, I get a phone call,
about three months after that awful day,
and a Bedouin,
who lives 20 km from the farm,
tells me he found Doron under a tree…
Laying there.
I rushed over there, and Doron
was covered in blood, barely conscious.
He told me about some horse he had to kill
because its legs were broken.
That was all he remembered.
He wandered for three days,
couldn't remember anything.
He slept for two days straight.
When I tried to get out of bed,
he grabbed my hand, so I wouldn't move.
After a couple of days,
he got up and said that was enough.
That he didn't want to suffer anymore.
That's it. A few days later,
he finally agreed to therapy.
Now that you're hearing this,
do you still think he'll be okay?
Doron and Eli aren't kids, Gali.
And we're protecting them.
-Like you protected Hagit?
-Okay.
-And Libby?
-Gali!
-And Ben?
-Gali!
I don't trust you.
And I know that you lie to my face,
including now.
But forget about me,
they don't trust you either!
And to come home safely,
the very least they need is to feel safe.
So I'm asking you now,
why isn't Gabi here?
Because if there's one person
in this screwed up system
that they can trust, it's him.
Not you.
[pensive music plays]
[whimpers]
[knock at door]
-Dana, you're needed in the war room now.
-Coming.
[door closes]
[sounds of busy operations room]
SEARCHING
[Operator] This is the camp we found.
It was supposedly abandoned,
but there's activity
over the past few hours.
They were kidnapped
two km after entering Syria.
The kidnappers have M16's
and familiar tactical gear,
but then we lost them.
[Sudri] We checked, there's no indication
that they're held inside Israel.
[Dana] We did see suspicious activity
in an abandoned Hezbollah camp.
I have an informant in the area.
Okay, before this becomes a catastrophe,
I need answers, quickly.
Let's go.
-Naama, can we talk for a second?
-Yes.
I'm really asking you
to consider bringing Gabi back.
As a consultant, only for this operation.
[exhales deeply]
-Let's start by finding them, okay?
-We'll find them,
but when that happens, I need him with me.
I have a lot of respect for Gabi, really,
but with all due--
-Because of Brussels?
-Exactly.
Believe me, I'm the one
who should be angry with him.
But it's been a long time…
and Gabi has changed.
He's a senior executive
in the private sector,
completely rehabilitated.
And let's admit the truth,
he rescued the operation.
We recruited the Nukhba
who murdered Eli's family.
-Gabi had no part in that.
-I don't need you to remind me.
Two of our people have disappeared.
I'm lying to their families.
I need Ayub's experience here. Now.
Let's bring him back, we must.
It'll quieten things down here.
You're quite the fixer…
[quiet suspenseful music plays]
[In English] We're a French delegation
of volunteers, and…
we came here to visit
refugee camps in the area.
What camps?
We just arrived…
but the one near Isa Village.
I don't know any camp in that area.
Then do your homework.
[sound of turning pages]
Tell me,
do you recognize any one of these people?
No.
Look carefully.
WANTED : SAEED EL HATIB
No, I don't.
[In Arabic] This is your friend,
Abu Zaher.
"El-Laham".
And I don't mean the one from Dheisheh.
I mean "The Butcher".
They call him "The Butcher"
because of what he did on October 7th.
I don't know any Abu Zaher, sir. I don't.
Men, women.
Children.
Children, Ali. He murdered them.
He took everything. No one was left.
What do you think about these photos?
I don't understand
how killing children and women
is such a great honor.
I can see the shock in your eyes.
Listen, Ali, this is bigger than just you.
SHIN BET HEADQUARTERS
RESTRICTED AREA
AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY
[tense music plays]
WAR ROOM
[access denied sound]
[access denied sound]
God damn it…
[access denied sound]
Damn…
[door buzzes open]
-They must have changed the code.
-Do you have clearance?
Move, kid, move.
Move!
Keep an eye on this.
Excuse me.
Hi, Captain Ayub.
Dana banana…
-[Dana laughs]
-I've missed you.
What's this?
The truck they were travelling in
and was stopped.
In Syria?
We thought it was a mistake
with unit 504, but no.
No, this is something
Abu Ibrahim would do.
Captivity training. To expose traitors.
Learned it from us, the bastards.
Let's hope they can handle it.
If one of them breaks, they're both dead.
[ominous music plays]
[Khaled in Arabic] Amir, do you know
why you've been arrested?
No.
Look…
we caught you on the way
to a Hamas training camp
in northern Syria.
From there, you were planning
to enter Israel
and commit a terrorist attack.
No, that's not true.
Ahh!
I told you.
It's a waste of my time and yours.
I have no connection to Hamas. I'm Fatah!
My friend, I know where you're from.
I also know who sent you here.
Saeed el Hatib?
I don't know that name.
[groans in pain]
Tell me, what department are you from?
Why? What do you know?
I'm Amir Mahajneh.
I worked at Preventive Security. Check it!
Listen, and this time listen carefully.
We're not Shin Bet.
We're military.
And you're under military interrogation!
Here, you have no rights, and no friends.
Here, either you talk,
or you die.
[ominous music subsides]
[In English] Even not him?
[suspenseful music rises]
No, I don't know him.
Tell me about him… your husband.
What do you want to know?
Your relationship, his activity in Hamas.
There is no relationship,
he's not active in Hamas,
because he's buried in the ground.
You murdered him.
So that's why you've come here?
For revenge?
[exhales in frustration]
My husband founded
a community center for refugees.
That's where we met, how we met.
And since he's been murdered,
I'm following his path, helping refugees.
Hmm?
Is that one of the activities
in the community center he founded?
You married a terrorist.
And after he was eliminated,
you decided to go to Israel
to avenge his death.
My husband is not a murderer, you are.
Now, let me ask you again.
[In Arabic] If I talk…
will you release me?
Depends what you tell us.
Amir, we'll eventually find out,
one way or another.
It's better if it comes from you.
We were planning an attack.
Where?
In the Nabi Shu'ayb Tomb area,
near Jerusalem.
-You know the place?
-Yeah.
Carry on.
[laughs]
What's funny?
You, my friend, you.
-Me?
-Yes.
-You're telling me you're Druze?
-Yeah.
Nabi Shu'ayb Tomb is a sacred site
for the Druze people.
And it's near Tiberias, not Jerusalem.
You're fake,
-and this interrogation is fake!
-Amir!
Don't "Amir" me. Enough with all of this!
Get the Sheikh in here!
Come on!
Thank you.
You clearly have a lot of experience
with the Israelis at Shin Bet, eh?
-Mm hmm?
-Too much.
If I may, Sheikh…
I get why you do this with the Europeans.
But why with me and Ali?
Everyone has to go through it.
But you proved yourself very quickly
in the interrogation.
And Ali…
how is he?
[terrified panting]
[English] I'm sorry I fucked it up,
I didn't know it was you!
I'm so sorry. I tried to help,
I promise, I tried to help.
[whimpers feebly]
-[Arabic] What about him?
-Get rid of him.
[French] No, why?
Shut up!
-Don't say another word!
-Leave me alone! Please!
[loud pistol shots]
[In Arabic] He spilled everything…
names, addresses, targets.
Sold his own mother.
And Ali?
Are you worried he'll break?
[In Arabic] What were you doing in Syria?
Huh, Ali?
Too bad, too bad, Ali.…
[eerie music rises]
[exhales in exhaustion]
[eerie music intensifies]
No…
No…
Too bad, Ali.
Stop it, you motherfuckers, stop!
Stop! No! No, sir!
Stop it, you motherfuckers, stop!
[Ali screams in fear]
[Ali struggles to breathe]
[choking sounds]
[breathes in desperation]
Ali?
What were you doing in Syria?
What were you planning?
Go fuck yourself!
Go fuck yourself, you son of a bitch!
[Ali continues screaming]
[choking sounds]
[Hebrew] Enough!
What are you doing, you idiots? Get out!
Khaled.
[Ali breathes in distress]
[Arabic] It's alright, Ali.
[Ali continues to breathe intensely]
I'm sorry.
Why?
-We don't do these things in our army.
-Why?
We have morals and respect.
But you have to give me
something to work with.
I promise you, you're with me now.
You have my word.
No one will come near you.
You promise?
I promise. You have my word,
they won't touch you.
But you have to talk.
-I'll talk…
-Hmm.
I'm listening.
Speak.
I'm one of you.
One of us?
You mean Israeli, right?
I'm Palestinian! A proud Palestinian!
[Abu Zaher chokes]
You bastard! You motherfucker!
Bastard!
[Ali heaves in pain]
[somber music continues in background]
[door slams shut]
Anne.
Anne.
[English] Come on.
Anne.
Come on. Come with me.
[atmospheric music rises]
[Ali groans in distance]
[atmospheric music intensifies]
[In Arabic] Are you okay?
I'll be fine.
When I'll see this bastard…
-hanging from a pole.
-[truck reverses nearby]
Did you say anything?
What do you think?
Israelis, yeah, right…
[Eli] I can smell their shit
from miles away.
Forget about him… that's it, we're done.
We're going home.
The widow surprised me.
She's stronger than I thought.
Ali Masrawi on the other hand…
I don't like him.
He thought you're an Israeli interrogator.
I'm sure he's hiding something.
Keep an eye on him.
If there'll be problems,
we'll figure out what to do.
Dear warriors!
I congratulate you
for handling the tough interrogations.
Be proud of yourselves.
You're now officially among the chosen.
Tomorrow…
we'll begin training.
The Zionist enemy's independence day
is coming up.
And for this occasion…
together with your brothers…
and sisters…
who are already waiting
on Palestinian soil,
we'll embark on the most daring operation
since Al-Aqsa Flood!
Together, we'll strike them
throughout Palestine.
and our names will be remembered forever.
Allahu Akbar!
Allahu Akbar!
-Allahu Akbar!
-[machine gun fire]