Azimuth (2017) - full transcript

What'’s his name?

- Mushon. Moshiko.

-Moshiko, give us a hand.

-Come here.

Again?

-Try to put this in here.

-Let'’s put it in.

What do you think?

This will help?

-Let'’s try again.

Maybe we'’ll succeed.

-Get in.

Start her up.

Release!

Release the clutch slowly.

-Release the clutch in

one go! Give it full gas!

-No.

Not in one go!

You'’ll break the gear box!

Fuck the gear box!

Let it burn for fuck sake!

Okay, she won'’t budge.

I told you not to come

this way, I told you.

I wanted to take a shortcut.

I passed here twice already.

Come on, let'’s try again.

Again? What again?

How many times can we try?

Listen, he'’s got a jerrycan

with water on that jeep.

I say let'’s pour water

on the sand, it will harden

and we'’ll get her out.

You know how much water you

need for the sand to harden?

A full tanker won'’t even do it.

-Hey, hey, hey. What

are you doing?

-What do you want?

You'’re not pouring water

on the desert even if

we wait here a year.

So what then?

What then? We wait here

until Messiah comes?

Try to reach command again.

I tried. The radio is dead.

So, what now?

Someone has to go with

the jeep. To get help.

To go with the jeep?

The Egyptians are still

all around here.

The war is over.

There is nothing

to be afraid of.

Anyway, if there

are any Egyptians,

they'’re all

dead by now.

They don'’t have any water.

Where from?

I'’m not going.

I'’ll go, okay?

It'’s crazy to go alone.

But we have no choice,

no choice!

There are weapons, ammunition,

at least two soldiers

have to guard them.

You can'’t abandon ammunition

to the care of one soldier.

And a man'’s life is

okay to abandon?

Believe me, let me go,

I know the way.

-I'’ll make it, I promise you.

-No, no, no, no...

I know the way, let me...

You'’re the driver

of the command car

and you'’ll stay with him.

I'’ll go.

That'’s crazy, you don'’t know

the way. You'’ll get lost.

It'’s all sand dunes.

You didn'’t know the way

the first time either.

Come on, let'’s not waste time.

Tell me where to go.

-It'’s crazy.

-Come on.

Drive straight...

There are tire marks...

Follow the marks.

After six or seven

kilometers there'’s a turn.

Take it all the way to the end.

That'’s it.

Stand next to him.

A war souvenir.

We'’ll be here.

Be right back.

Come back.

This is the voice of Israel from Jerusalem.

Shalom. Good morning.

It is 8 am.

Here is the news read

by Dan Kaner.

The cease fire with Egypt

went into effect yesterday.

Even though shortly prior--

Egypt announced they will

continue the war until

the last drop of blood.

According to the announcement,

the Egyptian President,

Gamal Abdel Nasser,

agreed to the cease fire.

Prime minister,

Levi Eshkol said that

the State of Israel...

You think he'’ll come back?

He won'’t come back.

Agh!

Damn it...

If you think you are

going to take the jeep...

You'’re dreaming!

Do you hear me?

Are you still alive?

What?

English, English!

You son of a bitch.

I said if you think

you can take the Jeep

and escape,

you'’re dreaming!

The war is over you idiot!

Yeah, and I'’m Moshe Dayan.

It ended yesterday!

You'’re lying!

Why would I lie to you?

Because you'’re a Jew.

It ended last night.

You'’d say anything

to take that Jeep.

You don'’t believe me?

No!

So you can go to hell.

You can go to the desert and

die there like your friends die.

Hey.

Where am I in that

photograph of yours?

You?

The entire photograph is you.

Desert sands?

Yes.

Yes, desert sands.

Hot, burning, endless.

And I get lost in them.

You know sometimes I think

it'’s just an excuse.

What'’s just an excuse?

That you always come

here to take pictures.

It'’s an excuse for you

to ravish me on these hot sands.

You know...

it would be nice if after

one of these excuses,

you'’d have some news for me.

What kind of news?

A tiny bit of news.

A tiny bit of news.

Really?

You really mean it?

The sands are my first memory.

I was four or five

when my father, a fourth

generation Jerusalemite,

took us one day to some place

in the sands and said,

"Here'’s where we'’ll

build our home."

And my mother, a Holocaust

survivor, started to cry.

And so did I.

I didn'’t know why

my mother was crying,

but I saw her crying, so I

felt that I should cry too,

Years later she told me that

after all she went through

those isolated sands

frightened her.

But my father just

laughed and said,

"You'’ll see what a magnificent

home we'’ll build here."

And he was right.

The arguments he would

have with the builders...

They'’d be digging and

he would shout at them,

"More! Deeper!

Another half a meter!"

He would say,

"Whoever wishes to build

his life on the sands,

"must deepen his roots."

And when they finished building,

they brought fresh soil,

they covered the sand,

and fertilized, and watered

and my mother used

to watch them and say,

"Okay, okay, but you really

expect that shrubs and trees

will grow here?"

And my father looked

at her and laughed.

And once again he was right.

And now they come and

want to destroy all this.

They want to destroy and

eliminate everything we'’ve built

and throw us into the sea.

You up there?

You talk to me?

No, to Moshe Dayan.

What? What do you want?

How is this going to end?

You know how this

is going to end.

Either I kill you...

Or you kill me.

And you think that'’s okay?!

What do you want me to do, huh?

Let you go? With the jeep?

It is myJeep, you know.

You think I'’m going

to let you take it?

That'’s not going

to happen, habbibi.

You can walk, then you'’ll be ok.

Your friends will find you.

They'’ll pick you up.

In this desert?

Nobody knows where

to go in this desert.

As you wish.

What?

As you wish.

I have nothing to lose.

All right.

All right.

Listen...

I have an idea.

What now?

We throw down our weapons.

We will both throw down

our weapons in the sand.

And drive away from here.

And go where?

You will come with me.

Oh, I'’ll be your prisoner?

How lucky for me.

We won'’t harm you.

Isn'’t it better

than dying out here?

What, to go get

killed over there?

We don'’t kill our prisoners.

I did not go to war

to be a prisoner.

Yes.

You went off to win, right?

See what a victory we gave you?

We just lost one battle!

One battle!

It happens in war!

We'’re not finished yet.

Yes you are finished!

Agh, habbibi...

We won.

Listen...

Let'’s think about

ourselves, okay?

About you and me.

How do we get out of this mess?

This is how we get out.

Isn'’t anyone waiting

for you back home?

You piece of shit!

You have

24 hours, use them well.

Mind your own business,

homeboy.

We don'’t want to carry you

on a stretcher from

your wife'’s bed.

Goodnight, Abdo.

Goodnight, homeboy.

"...We haven'’t been fighting

for weeks now.

"The fighting has ended,

thank God."

Thank God.

Thank God, the

fighting is over.

-The war is over.

-Please, continue.

"Fortunately,

instead of staying in

the desert of Yemen,

we were transferred

to Sana'’a.

We don'’t do much here.

And since the fighting

has ended,

some are saying

that we should be

leaving Yemen,

and returning to Egypt,

God willing."

They'’re returning to Egypt?

They'’re coming back. yes!

-Did he say when?

-No, he didn'’t say.

"Anyway, don'’t

worry about me.

The only thing that

worries me..."

Peace be with you.

Rashid?

How are you doing, Samira?

How are you doing, Mother?

I can'’t believe my eyes.

You got the letter?

Yes, we got it!

I'’m glad you got it,

I just wanted you

to know I'’m fine.

Listen,

I wasn'’t able to tell

you at dinner, but...

they'’re going to take us

again tomorrow night.

Where to?

They say Sinai.

War again?

That'’s what they say.

With the Jews?

Who else?

But they'’re saying this

time we'’ll win.

We have more weapons.

Haven'’t we gone

through enough wars?

Your son will grow

up without a father.

Your mother is old.

And I can'’t handle

all this by myself.

I need you by my side, Rash.

What can I do, Samira?

I am powerless.

They tell us to

go there, we go.

Come here, we come.

We do what we'’re told.

But I'’m worried about you.

Don'’t worry, my queen.

God is on our side.

And we'’ll win.

I promise you I'’ll come back

to you and Ali in one piece.

God willing.

Your son will grow

up without a father.

Hey you down

there, you still alive?

What? What did you say?

I asked if you'’re still alive.

Oh, you'’re worried about me now?

I'’m willing to discuss

a way out of here.

Oh, now you'’re willing, eh?

Yes.

How can I trust you?

What are

you up to now?

Let'’s just find a way out.

All right.

Let'’s hear it.

I said let'’s hear it!

I heard you!

I'’m thinking, I'’m thinking.

You see?

I can also throw bombs.

So, will it happen?

- A war?

I believe so.

It'’s a serious problem.

It'’s not a joke.

I'’d say it'’s not good at all.

-Hello.

-Hello.

I'’ll take cigarettes,

Ascot, and a paper.

-There you go.

-There you go.

You want something, soldier?

No, thanks.

-So, will it happen?

-It'’ll happen.

Of course, it will.

We should get ready.

"NASSER CLOSED

THE STRAITS OF TIRAN"

♪ I said

unto thee in thy blood live ♪

♪ I said unto thee, in

thy blood, live ♪

♪ This little one will

grow up to be big ♪

-Congratulations.

-Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Moti Shapira?

Moti Shapira?

Yes, that'’s me.

Your neighbor told me

where I could find you.

Mobilization order.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Goodbye, little one.

Take care of yourselves.

Come back safe.

Come back.

What can I do?

It'’s God'’s will.

When I return,

I'’ll bring Hassan,

Ibrahim, and his brothers

and we'’ll plant

everything again.

Hassan and Ibrahim who

abandoned our field

and ran to Cairo?

What are you talking about?

It'’s okay.

Everything will be fine.

What do you want us

to plant, my love?

Mangoes?

What mangoes? Olives.

-Olives are better.

-Olives? What Olives?

You plant those for

the grandkids.

Still, Olives are better.

Okay then, half mangoes

and half olives

just for you.

And since we'’re

talking about kids,

How many do you want?

I want three.

-Three?

-Three.

And this field?

I say a dozen.

A dozen kids to help us.

A dozen kids to help

in the field?

And who will help me

while I'’m pregnant

with a dozen kids?

Are you going to help me?

If you can'’t handle it,

I'’ll marry a second time.

You wouldn'’t dare.

You'’re right. I wouldn'’t.

-Listen.

-What?

I promise you,

when I come back

You won'’t have to

ask for anything.

You are my love,

I'’ll make you my queen.

Deal.

Come on, my love,

I'’ll miss you.

Take care of yourself.

Take care of yourself.

-I will send letters.

-Great.

-You will return, right?

-Of course.

Peace be with you.

My love, there

is no god but God.

Muhammad is the

messenger of God.