Gesta (2017) - full transcript

How naive can one be?

As naive as the expression on my face
when I thought I had the world on a string.

I had no idea then

that a minute later
everything would change.

When life smiles at you,
punch it right in the face.

Sometimes you run away first

and only figure out why later.

It's a long way down!

How did we end up here
just when everything seemed perfect?

For that we have to go back a month.

We may not have been the most
popular kids in the boarding school,



but when you're summoned to the principal,
it's never a good sign.

My first instinct
is to invent an excuse

that'll cover any possible complaint.

Shahar, as always,
is lost in an online game

with some skater from Brazil
or something.

And Pita? Nowhere to be found,
as usual.

Sit down, kid!

Ate two lunches today,
huh, Pita?

You'll need a lot of water
to wash that down.

Don't worry, there's plenty here.

Drink up, Pita, there's plenty more
where that came from.

Oh, Adam, Shahar,
come in, sit down.

Where's Yoav?

Who? -Yoav.



Pita.

Oh. He's on his way.

He had a brief delay.

Homework, probably. He likes to help
other kids during recess.

Sorry I'm late.
-It's okay, Yoav.

Come in, sit down.

I wanted to break the news...

Sir, I know it's school policy to kick out
a student with seven "Fails,"

but do me one last favor.

I promise I'll do better.
-Relax, Adam. Okay?

I have good news for you.

The app you were asked to create...
-"Favor."

Yes, "Favor." Well,

it was chosen by
our computer lab's sponsors

to receive extra funding.

Funding?

You've all split into threesomes
except for Yoav here.

Who else doesn't have a group?

Good, two is a start.

Good morning.
Have a nice day, everyone.

Has the Ritalin taken effect, Adam?

Actually, I didn't take it today.

Teacher, I was wondering,

instead of giving
a whole class Ritalin,

why not give one teacher Ecstasy?

I hear Israel has a shortage
of comedians,

I'm glad you're joining
the national effort.

I was helping the janitor
paint the fence.

A janitor is all you'll be,
Adam Ben-Artzi,

if you don't start
coming to class on time.

But I'm thrilled you're here.
Now you're a threesome.

Who?
-Yoav is good at computers,

you're a gifted designer,
and Adam...

makes three.

Have a seat. Good luck.

For you slow-pokes
and latecomers,

your project for next time
is an internet marketing scheme.

The measure of success
is revenue. Money, people.

It can be a social media project,
an app, it's up to you.

The only condition is that
the beta version is less than 128 Giga

and will fit on a USB stick
like this one.

Meet Attorney Gvili,

founder and CEO of
the Element Foundation,

a startup think-tank which
works with our school.

And also donates
to your computer lab.

The coffee's gross, Menashe.

I'll be honest. We're very
impressed with your app.

The idea, the follow-through,
the interface,

the compression into 120 Giga,

it's amazing that the app's
main server fits on a USB stick.

In a word, it kicks ass.

Am I allowed to say "ass" in school?

You're allowed to.

What we really liked is that you reached
15,000 users in three days.

That's a lot.

Open your tablets,

you can see the stats on how many
people downloaded Favor...

Excuse me,

we don't have tablets.

It's Shahar, isn't it?

You're the youngest here,
you skipped two grades,

between 7th and 8th
and then 10th and 11th.

Great, she's a genius.
But we still don't have tablets.

From now on..

you do.

Tablets...

You didn't come here just
to give us tablets, did you?

Of course not...

Adam.
-Adam Ben-Artzi.

If I'm not mistaken,
your father is... -Irrelevant.

Skip it.

Got it.

Our R department priced the app
at 1 shekel per user.

15,000 users makes
15,000 shekels

for the three of you as of now.

So you want to buy our app
for 15,000 shekels?

Yes and no.

Buy it, yes.L
For 15,000, no.

I believe that Element can bring
Favor to 150,000 users within a month,

so take 150,000 now

and let us figure out
where to go from here.

If you accept the offer,

we'll donate another 50,000
to the school.

You can buy a new coffeemaker
for the teacher's lounge

instead of the crap you serve now.

can say "crap," can't I?

Just worry about yourselves, okay?

Do what's best for you.
-Well, then...

I say...
-We need to think about it.

Think about it?

Remember who wrote the code?

And remember who designed the interface?

As long as you remember
whose idea it was.

Good luck, Madame, Pita.

Where are you going?
-You heard the teacher,

I have nothing to contribute.

The only thing

this guy does better
than eating schnitzel

is doing algorithms,

you were unanimously
elected designer,

and I'll come to class
to pick up the grade.

That doesn't change the fact
that we don't have an idea.

It's true. Not even Pita...

I mean Yoav.
-Pita is fine.

Not even Pita can write code
without an idea.

Shahar, do me a favor,

go draw a manga in your notebook.

Not a bad idea.

Now you're quitting, too?

No, I meant the idea
of a favor.

A favor app.

You do me a favor
and I'll do you a favor in return.

Dumb idea.
-Think about it, Pita,

what do people like you
have plenty of?

Besides obesity, high blood sugar
and cholesterol?

You have skills, capabilities,
but what don't you have?

Self-awareness, sense of shame,

muscle mass.

Money. -Money?

Yeah, money.

You have no...
I mean, we have no money.

So we'll build an app where,

instead of paying for a favor with
money, you pay with another favor.

A favor for a favor.
Barter.

Say you need someone
to write a history paper,

you'd walk his dog for six months
in exchange, wouldn't you?

I told you, it's brilliant.

Brilliant? Mediocre.

Nobody wants people to know
they copy history papers

or do that kind of favors.

Unless we do it on a darknet network,

then nobody can track down
the IP address

of whoever offers
or receives the favor.

Cool. Darknet. Whatever you say.

Now that's what I call teamwork.

Programmer, designer,
and put me down as copywriter.

All I'm saying is that 50,000 each
can get us through the year,

but half a million, a million,
will set us up for life.

Where'll you find that kind of money?

The guy thinks we're geniuses.

He did his homework on us.

We're worth way more
than 150,000 to him.

The coffee isn't as bad as you say.

Maybe the aftertaste

is from the grammar teacher's
lipstick, you see?

Not even bleach takes it off.
I've tried.

We appreciate your offer,
Mr. Gvili,

but we've decided to turn it down.
We're keeping Favor for ourselves.

I'm disappointed.

Me, too.

But let's not just throw
the offer away.

You have a month
to think about it.

Meanwhile, come see what
cooperating with Element

can do for you.

I've never found a suit
that fit me.

My legs are killing me.

Actually, the look suits you.

Thanks for the clothes, Mr. Gvili.

Don't mention it.

I'd offer you a whisky

but I don't want your parents
to be mad at me.

I'm not used to making offers
to 18-year-olds.

On the other hand, it's not
every day that a 12th-grader

gets 217,000 users
in less than a week,

and that's before we released
the gift I prepared for you.

A limousine for a date in exchange for
a doctor's note for 7 days of sick leave,

charge your phone in exchange for
emergency babysitting services,

or just a hush-hush favor?

In a word: Need help?
Search Favor.

Favor, the new app
that fixes everything.

No questions,
100% anonymous, under the radar.

get online, search for Favor,

and get immediate results
in your area.

Your parents will hate it,

you won't manage without it.

Need help? Search for Favor.

Wow.

Friends, I'm basing my offer
for Favor on 450,000 users.

That's 150,000 shekels
for each of you.

You'll have plenty of time
to discuss it at the pool.

What pool?

The pool at the villa
that Element is renting for you.

How do you prefer your palace,

modern or Oriental?

The more expensive one.

Correct answer, young man.

What's to eat around there?

Whatever you want, whenever
you want, as much as you want.

Actually, I'm starving.

That reminds me,
just this week I ate a prime cut

at Aviv Moshe's new restaurant.
Amazing.

Liron, get us reservations for four
at Quatro for...

15 minutes from now.

15 minutes?

Was your chauffeur
a Formula 1 champion?

A lieutenant colonel.
In the Air Force.

No way is this for real.
-No way is this for real.

No way am I getting in.

What's your problem?
-I'm acrophobic, Shahar,

1 m not Setting in that thing.

For real? It's all in your head.

Statistically, you have
100 times greater chance

of getting hurt in a car accident
than in a flight.

Statistically, the second we take off
I'm gonna barf all over you.

Hurry up, Favors,
the food's in the oven.

Food!

Adam, this is your chance
to take life by storm,

don't miss it.

Come on, I'll hold your hand.

Folks, any room left
for corn ravioli?

We'll make room. Bring it on.

Corn ravioli for the young man,

they'll have the desserts to go,
I have to get back to the office.

Okay.
-And I'll have the check.

Gvili, it's on me this time,

next time I'll charge you double.

Enjoy, friends.

Yes?

I said I'd email you, didn't I?

Then why do you keep bugging me?

I can't believe this is happening.

It's like we won the lottery.

My parents will die
when they hear about this.

Listen to Miss High-and-Mighty.

You have two parents, too, Adam,

even if you're in denial.

So it's true?

Your dad really is in jail?

Bummer,

here's the food, just as things
are getting interesting.

Who gets the corn ravioli?
-That's me.

Lamb chops?

That's me.

And...
-Over here.

Who cleans plates faster,

the kitchen staff or him?

Don't be mean.

Mean? Me?

I'm the national champion in helping
old ladies across the street.

That's sweet of you.

Oh, they're calling you at that table.

What's your problem?
-Helping old ladies cross the street?

Couldn't you be even more pathetic?

It's late. We'll meet on Tuesday

and wrap it up in two minutes.

Bye.
-So, staying for the after-party?

At 4 a.m.
we have a Dutch DJ arriving,

we change the whole crew,
cool people, awesome party.

"After," "later,"

if it's a party, I'm in.

Is it morning already?

Whoa, what a party.

I'm exhausted.

Are we still at the Quatro?

Not any more.

Where are we?
-Home.

Is this the modern one
or the Oriental one?

The expensive one.

Yours for the next month.

Oh, and I took the liberty of
hiring someone to help you settle in.

His name is Yosef

and his resume is impressive.

He studied at Oxford,
got a degree in English Lit,

nice guy.

He also has credit cards for you,
platinum, of course.

Bye.

Come, come on in.

Gentlemen, miss,

welcome to your home
for the next month.

Pleased to meet you.
Yosef, your personal butler.

Butler?
-Aide, servant, housefather,

pool-mother, butler.

You must be Ms. Shahar.

Ms. Shahar, that's me.

And you must be Mister...
-Adam.

Mr. Adam.

But Sir Adam is fine, too.

And you, sir?
-Pita.

Mr. Pita.

Like Lord Sandwich.

I wonder where the name
comes from.

Sounds Mediterranean
if I'm not mistaken.

It comes from pita,
you know the pocket bread?

Sometimes people put in
tahina, shawarma...

Fascinating.
-Pita.

I could listen for hours,
but you must want to settle in.

I took the liberty of packing
your suitcases in advance,

they'll arrive in a few minutes.

Meanwhile, let me show you
around the space.

Food, laundry, cleaning,
shopping, pencil-sharpening,

Yosef does it all.

You just focus on your app.
It's called Favor, right?

One thing, if you don't mind,

if someone could hold a corner
when I change the duvet cover,

that's complicated.
Besides that, it's all Yosef.

What's that?

The Smart House.

Pita is smart, too, but he doesn't
come with a technician.

Well put, Sir Adam,

your home is both beautiful
and intelligent.

Five minutes and Yosef
will have installed the system.

Lights, air conditioning,
who comes in, who goes out,

cameras so you can see
what's happening in the house,

all run by a remote app,
any time, from anywhere.

You can even call me
through the built-in call system.

Yosef.

If you're in a familiar mood
you can call me Yossi.

In a British mood? Joseph.

Prefer Middle Eastern?

Yussuf.

No matter which,
Yosef is on the way.

Yeah, why work so hard?

That's how it is
when Mr. Gvili likes someone,

but unfortunately,
this house has one problem.

I apologize from the bottom of my heart,
but there's only one pool.

Unacceptable.

Disgraceful.

What is this?
-There are 1,000 bottles in here!

Slap me, I must be dreaming!

Just an expression... -I don't know
what to think of all this luxury.

He wants something from us.

It's all on the table, Adam.

He wants to buy Favor
so he's giving us

a taste of the good life.

I just hope he doesn't
take us for fools.

If this is a fool's life, i'll take it

You'll take anything with carbs.

Gvili is spending hundreds of
thousands on us,

and for every hundred-thousand
we must be worth a million.

Welcome to the Inner Sanctum,

the heart and brain of Favor,
all ready for your interface,

just plug and play.

All we need is a USB input.

Is that all? Magnificent!

In any case, Mr. Gvili's instructions
are that this room be limited-access

for the sake of data security.

Only you and Mr. Gvili
are authorized to enter

using an eye scanner.

Let's perform the initial scan.

Say cheese.
-Cheese.

Congratulations.

How do you like your steak, sir?

Very much.

I mean
how do you like it done?

It's all good,
just toss me a few mediums

while I'm waiting for the well-dones.

Ms. Shahar, if the tide carries you away
and you feel you're in danger,

raise your hand and
Yosef will jump right in,

I'm an certified lifeguard.

By the way, did you know that
the number one cause of drowning is...

water?

So what's your dream, Adam?

Nothing in particular.

Impossible. Everyone has a dream,
even me.

Although I could be your father, no?

You're not like my father, Gvili,
believe me.

In a moment I'll toss you
a number in shekels.

It'll be my last offer for Favor.

Take your time, the villa's yours
for a month in any case,

but first I'll give you a tip
to last a lifetime.

You know the difference between
a smart person and a smartass?

A smart person knows
what's good for him,

a smartass thinks he knows
what's good for him.

Be smart, Adam.

Be smart and you'll be happy.

What's the number, Gvili?

A million.

For each of you.

Think about it.

Did Gvili go?

Yeah, just now.

He made his final offer.

A million shekels each.

Pita, no more carbs.

I'll change your name to Loaf.

A million shekels each?

If he offered 3 million
we're worth 30.

Or he'll drop his offer
and well have nothing.

Pita, somewhere in that
body of yours,

that four-door fridge,

there must be a pair of balls.

Leave his body alone.
He has a mind, too.

I know, that's why
he needs to realize

that if we keep Favor for ourselves,
invest, develop, upgrade,

you won't be Pita any more,
you'll be a whole bakery.

If we have a month to think about it,
let's take it.

My dears, one thing's for sure,
you're in the big leagues now,

and that means you need
to make a change.

What kind of change?
-Everyone needs change,

but now you have the money
to make it,

no matter what sort of change,

your behavior, your personality,

your weight...

I suggest that two of you
tell the third how he could improve.

What would you say about
Mr. Pita?

That's an easy one.
-Food addict.

Rhinoceros.
-Big eyes.

Dumpster for candy.

Big bones.

Big butt.

I get the impression you think
I should lose weight.

It's an option. -And we're glad
you're the one that brought it up, Pita.

Okay.

Shahar. Next.

I have no...

Problematic style.

I don't...
-Unflattering look.

Makeup's too dark.

I could think of
a minor alteration, but...

You could smile once in a while.

A makeover? Fine.

But nothing drastic, right?

No, not at all.
Well, I'm late.

Sit down.
You think you don't have problems?

Nobody's perfect.

I think you're stubborn,
inflexible

and untrusting.
-I'll take note of that.

See? That's what I mean.

But I have a solution.
-Great. WhatsApp it to me.

I think you should get back
in touch with your dad.

Yeah, just because your dad's in jail
doesn't mean you have to cut him off.

Pita, butt out.
-Family means everything.

You deal with your problems
and I'll deal with mine.

Talk to him, at least.

And say what?

That he's an asshole?
That he destroyed our family?

That I moved to a boarding school
because of him?

That because he has sticky fingers

and embezzled millions_
every kid in school pointed at me

when I was just 13?

That mothers wouldn't let me
play with their kids?

Fuck him! And if he were here,
that's exactly what I'd tell him,

so get off my case.

That went well, all in all.

I didn't mean to rub salt
in your wound,

but you have to...

Shall we eat?
-Sit down. You're not going anywhere.

How can I lose weight
if you won't let me move?

I'll show you.
-What are you doing?

Making an order.
-Really? For what?

A personal trainer.

Looking for a trainer in exchange for
free use of a villa gym

plus half-Olympic size pool.

And... Search Favor.

Can't wait to see
who the gung-ho gorilla is.

Who's Yoav?

Me. -Me.

Me, too.

Chill. This is Yoav.

He prefers "Pita."

I knew it was me.

Nice to meet you. Adi.

Keep it up, keep it up!

A 6.12% increase
in three hours is incredible.

If a broker told me about
a stock like this

I'd call him a crook.

As you can see, it's all for real.

I'll be honest with you.

I have another offer,
just as attractive,

from some kid in Kazakhstan,

but something about you
tells me you're the ones.

It's time to decide, friends.

We can't decide without Adam.

And when's he coming?
-Just a sec.

And a pool. Not that big.

Half-Olympic sized.

Chill, I'm on my way.

Adam, it's urgent.
We have to decide today.

My battery's dying,
I'll be there soon.

No time. Find a phone,
we'll have a conference call

with Gvili.

Just a sec.
Can I have your phone?

Sure, write it down.

054...
-I meant your actual phone.

Oh... sure.

Adam's with us. Go on.
-Okay, it's like this.

Every year,
Element International

invests in only one app
by young developers.

There's interest in an app
by a Kazakh kid

but I'm still on your side,

and I'm still the CEO.

Come here and work it out, okay?

Bye.
-I'm on my way.

I have a meeting with
my lobbyist in the Knesset.

Tell Adam that the month
we talked about is about to end.

We will.

Pate foie gras for the lady,

and green salad for the gentleman.

Does the green salad...

come with extras?

Not really, but I can tell the chef
it's for Favor.

What extras would you like?

Lamb chops and
beef tenderloin.

No problem.

I'm here.

Did you have to be late?
It was important.

I met Gvili outside,
he filled me in,

it's us or the Kazakh kid.

We're on it, right?

Excuse me?

Is this chair available?

Yes. -No.

Actually, I just wanted
to ask you something.

Are you Adam?

I can be Abraham
if you'd prefer.

Do I know you?

No, sorry. I'm Hadar.

Then I do know you.

You're Hadar, I'm Adam...

That's good enough for me.

So...

Me and my girlfriend...

have a bet whether you're the Adam
who invented the Favor app.

Ever heard of it?
-Favor?

Yeah, I've heard of it.

Which of you said it's me?

Her, actually.
-You lose.

Sad smiley.

Smiley thinks he's hot shit.

You surprise me.

I mean, no disrespect,

but you don't look full of cash.

I guess I owe you one.
-Watch out,

I always collect my debts.

I promise to watch out.

Come over for a basketball game tonight?

I'm a big Maccabi fan.
-Great.

We'll work something out.

App owner, you say?

Could work.

Call me at nine.

Wait, you didn't give me your number.

How will I know if you've got
any brains if I tell you?

You've got a gazillion shekels,

now you have a challenge, too.

Wow.

Shall we order sushi?

I'm still stuffed from the apple
I ate last night, so...

I hope you like popcorn.

I can make room.

Thanks.

Knicks vs. Lakers,
game 3 of the playoffs.

Knicks? I told you
I'm a Maccabi fan.

I heard you.

You gave me a challenge, so...

Get out!

What's up, bro?

All good?
-How's it going.

Nice to meet you. Guy.
-Likewise. Hadar.

What's up?
-Awesome. -Hey.

Wow, babe!

Go, Knicks!

You said you always collect
your debts. I didn't want any trouble.

You know what I'd love right now?

What?

To go to your computer room and...

take it from there.

That's a bit of a problem.

I can't let anyone in.

Why don't we just go to my room?

Sad smiley.

Babe, I'd love to go to
your computer room and...

take it from there.

Dammit, Dima!

Sorry, boss.

You know how many bacteria
there are on a prison phone?

It'll never happen again, boss.

Dial, Igor.

Hello?

Hello will you accept a collect call
from Rimonim Prison?

Rimonim?
-Yes, Rimonim,

From the prisoner Rafi Ben-Artzi.

Rafi Ben...

Oh... Yes, of course.

Hello?
-Hello, Rafi. Nice to meet you.

This is Shahar, Adam's girlfriend.

I mean, a good friend of Adam's.

I get it.

Thanks for accepting my call.
That's the procedure here.

I called right back
when I realized it was about Adam.

I'm trying to arrange
a meeting between you.

I mean...

a visit to the... place
where you're...

staying... living...

In jail. It's all right.

He really misses you, Rafi.

I mean, he won't say it out loud,
but he...

He misses you.

I sent him dozens of letters,
birthday presents...

he didn't even write back.

That must be because
he's so busy with the app.

What app?

Favor, the app we developed.

It's a social network
for trading favors.

It's hot and it's gonna be worth
a fortune.

A fortune? Nice.

Maybe Adam will visit you
this week.

It means a lot to him.

I'll be waiting.

And if you could tell him

Never mind, I'll tell him.

Thanks, Shahar. Bye.

Bye, Rafi.

Pita?

Why do you look so worried?

We're a bunch of idiots.

Why, what happened?
-What happened?

Some hacker on the other side
of the world got past our firewall

and played with our database.

How'd you let that happen?!

You wanted to launch right away

and show Gvili we can get users.

I said fast, not unsecured!

What's all the fuss about?

Some dumb-ass kid
with Coke-bottle glasses

and a face full of zits
in some dump in Taiwan

took over our database.

He cracked our server codes

and he's trying to get
some of our users' IPs.

iiuoog

In your face, motherfucker!
-Is that it?

We have to upgrade our security.

Users bring money,

money buys security.

Capiche?
-Feels like after a workout.

Shit... I'm late for my workout!

Adi'II kill me!
-Wait, Pita...!

So...

Come here often?

I live next door.
-You don't say?

Funny, me too.

Yet we haven't...
-Met?

I've seen you around, actually,

with some total retard.
Hadar something.

I thought you were her tutor.

So much forthat...

Goodbye.

Don't you dare collapse now.

Don't fall, Pita!

A pita that falls is a pita with...
-A hole.

And all the tahina drips out.

Two more squats!

Two, one,

and... that's all for today

Break.

Somewhere between the TRX
and the pushups

my lung fell out.

Time for presents.

I think you'll like this,

and it'll help me keep tabs on you.

I'm not into jewelry.
-Relax, Pita.

It's a Mi band.

It has a GPS, calorie counter,
you name it,

and this way I'll always know

exactly how many stairs you climbed,
what you ate and where you are.

Why don't you just stay with me?

Maybe. But just in case I'm not there with you.

And one more thing.

Two lunchboxes.

One for sandwiches...
Healthy sandwiches, right?

And one for vegetables.

Vegetables...

I thought Adi told you to stay
away from the fridge after five.

I was looking for the celery

so I pushed the schnitzels aside.

You wouldn't know celery
if it bit you on the butt.

Lie to me,
but you can't lie to yourself.

You'd be surprised,

I've been lying to myself
for years and it works fine.

I don't want to stand between
you and your schnitzel,

but I thought you wanted
to lose weight.

It was your idea.

For the sake of your health,
that's all.

Because in terms of looks,
you're totally cute.

Thank you.

Could you possibly be
more enthusiastic?

I'm sick of being "cute."
I don't wanna be cute any more.

You're much more than cute,

and one day someone will want you
for who you are, as you are.

Don't get me wrong,

even your mom won't recognize you
when you're done.

My mom is dead.

Sorry.
-It's okay.

It happened when
I was in 3rd grade.

Food can't really make up for...

not having a mom.

Congratulations, you've figured out
I'm an emotional eater.

It only took you two days
and two hours.

You have to change your habits,
Pita honey.

I'm behind you all the way

and I promise I won't let you fall.

My word.

What's going on here?

Ask the boss.

Shahar, what is this?

Just a few ramps.

Are you crazy?
-Thanks for your concern,

but I've been skateboarding
since I was 5.

That's it.
-Great, thanks.

Why didn't you ask me first?

Too rich to be considerate?

If you don't mind,

this is all about consideration.

It's for my gang from the 'hood
who dream of having a skatepark.

Your gang is still back in the 'hood,
thank God.

That's true, but believe it or not,

an Element limo is bringing them here.

Omer, glad you're here.
-Glad to be here.

Not only because of the ramps.

And the winner of this week's
Favor competition is... are... am...

the girl who failed
five driving tests on a motorcycle

and is looking for someone who looks
like her to take the sixth test

in exchange for a hacked iPhone.

Think we should block her?

Block her, arrest her,

replace her whole brain programming,

and most important,
get rid of all these skateboards!

What's going on here?

Shahar opened a skatepark.

She's become a social worker.

Good morning, Joe.

What's in there?

Please be so kind
as to lift the lid.

Joe, you rule.
What is it, breakfast?

Scrambled eggs? -Even better,
if you'll just open the...

Lunch? Meat? You're a god!

Relax, Pita, it's not food.

Why do you have to

get my hopes up?

"Favor, the meteoric app
that reached

"1.5 million users in a week and a halfL
will be crowned

"the year's most promising app today."

1.5 million users? Maybe yesterday.

1,924,000.

Nice of you to come, Skateboard.

We're on the red carpet today,
so get ready.

I'm making you an appointment.

For what?

Surgery,

to remove your wheels.

Did someone order...

Hold on, who are you?

The Makeover Crew.
-Is there a Shahar here?

Is Shahar a boy or a girl?
-Hope it's a boy.

Check this place out.

Fantabulous.

Hold your tongue, pussycat.

Peewee's playhouse.
-Daddy, it hurts.

Oh my god, I'm ovulating.
-Dazzling.

Razzling.
-Spazzling.

This way.

Let me introduce you. Shahar.

Doctor, we have a bad case
of skateboarditis here.

Honey, cancel our 4:30 appointment.

What's the matter
with how I look?

Nothing. Your style is unique.

Your clothes are totally '90s.

Of the 14th century.

Gag me with a spoon.

With legs like yours,
to go without heels...

Is a crime.
-Is a crime.

Heels? On a skateboard?

Honey, cancel 6:30, too.

What's up with the black mambo
nail polish?

That's how the Holocaust started.

You don't really expect...

Okay, bye then.

Two minutes, you guys.
Make yourselves at home.

Of course, doll,

it's just like my house.

Sister, if this is your style
I'll do your place just like it...

your studio apartment
on the south side.

Dream on, sweetheart.

Can't afford a Starbucks macchiato
and she wants a villa.

Chill, ho'.
-Lowlife.

Barren bitch.

My sweet Lord.
-Going around without heels...

It's a crime.
-It's a crime.

Pass me the mouse-gray concealer.

All out.
Only cockroach-brown left.

I'm gonna die. What a face.

Straight to Wedgebook.

Talk about "before" and "after..."

Totally, sweetie.
-It's not too short?

Baby, you've gone from a 2-shekel look
to a million dollars.

From the Bowery to
Central Park West.

What's wrong with the Bowery?
-Hey,

mind your language.

What a coquette.
-Dazzling.

Razzling.
-Spazzling.

Lovely, simply lovely.

I... need to get used to it.

You're a whole new person.

Pippa Middleton
at Princess Kate's wedding.

Oh, by the way,
you've got an awesome app.

Yeah, I just "Favored"
someone to apprentice me.

She's taking my Chihuahua
to the hairdresser's.

Hey, why didn't you ask me?

I didn't want her back
in fuchsia pink, sweetie.

Tone it down, lowlife.

Which reminds me,
how are we getting to the launch?

As the Duke of Yorkshire said,

every silver lining
has a gray cloud.

It's all right.

I have an idea.

You can take them off now.

The showroom is ours
for the next five minutes.

You have five minutes.
We each choose one.

Good luck.

Oh, by the way,
this one's mine.

Three seconds.

Two... One...

Time's up.

This one's mine! I'm in here!

Perfect. Just one problem,

none of us has a driver's license.

You worry too much.

I already sent a Favor.
-And...?

Here it is.

Here's the Favor gang, the ones responsible
for this year's big breakthrough.

Let's hear what they have to say
on this festive occasion.

Getting used to it?

I won't say we're aren't enjoying it,

but as I always tell Adam,

when you give it your all
you see results.

No news yet, but hey,

download us from the App Store
and Google Play.

Favor.

Bunch of amateurs.

I'm proud of you, Adam.

Really.

Good luck, I'll wait for you here.

Any weapons?
-No.

Everything okay?
-Fine. -Okay.

Who are you here to visit?

Visit? Nobody, I...

My dad works here.

He's a guard,
I'm waiting for him

because I forgot my house key.

Why wait here
like some prisoner's kid?

I'll call him. Which cellblock?
-No, no, it's all right.

Thanks. I'll wait here.

Is Adam here yet?
-Not yet, Dima.

If a guard stops him at the gate,
I'll break his face.

Don't touch anyone
unless I say so.

Sorry, Rafi,
your son didn't show.

I'm very sorry.

Here.

No bacteria.

It's "bacteria," stupid-head.

So? How was it?
-Fine.

Did you talk it all out?

We talked it all out.

And...

And I came up with a great idea
for a new Favor feature.

That's what you had on your mind?
A new feature?

No, afterwards. It's a great idea.

I'll tell you in the car.

If you haven't heard about Favor,

you must not have been on earth
for the past week.

How did three 12th-graders
climb to the top of the cellular industry?

I think we can run with
this version

until we hit ten million users, max.

At this rate well hit ten million
within a week.

We either update the version
to fix bugs

or work on a new alpha version.

We can't do both.

We don't have 200 programmers.
I'm still working on 128 Giga.

So where do we stand?

In place, if we're lucky.

If we don't improve the code
it won't last much longer.

That's just what Gvili wants,
for us to get stuck,

realize it's too big for us
and sell him Favor.

If that's his plan, it's working.

No way. We built Favor
from scratch, without Element.

We're not crawling to him
when things get a little rough.

A million shekels each
isn't crawling.

Listen here,

there'll be hard times

but one thing won't change.

The data on this USB stick
is worth millions. Millions.

Instead of selling out cheap,
let's face the problems.

Your visit with your dad
changed you, huh?

That has nothing to do with it.

So what do we tell Gvili?

The numbers are skyrocketing,
Favor's traffic is too,

a quarter-million new users
every day,

things couldn't be better.

That's only part of the picture, Adam.

Not true. Gvili,

we have...
-What you have is a beta version.

You're halfway there.

I admire your ability to grow Favor,

but you've reached your limit.

A version that can carry
its own weight

will need a programming division, a tech
division, operations team running 24/7,

it's a job for 100 people at least.

Sell me Favor, friends,

take a million shekels each

and work for me
for very high salaries,

Head of Design, Head of R Manager.

Yes, Mr. Edri?

Good afternoon.
About the new film, "Element Inside,"

write me down for two million.

Let's go for it.
-I agree.

Me, too.
-Fine,

I'm waiting for your message.
I have a lot invested in this.

Great. Bye.

Well? Have you decided?
-We've decided.

Mr. Gvili, Favor is yours.

For ten million shekels.

What? -What?

I think I misheard you.
-Ten million.

It's worth it.

Maybe some pool water
got in my ear

because I just heard
a ridiculous number.

A million shekels plus a senior position
at Element for each of you.

That's my offer.

Feel free to discuss it
on your way out.

If you plan to keep making faces

I can go.

You can go,
we'll manage without you.

Here, look.

Pita, tell me about
your weight problem.

"Pita, you lard-ass,

"you fridge on two legs,

turn around and show us
your face.

"Is that your face
ora lunar eclipse?"

See?

We don't even need you
for the only thing you're good at.

Friends, I left the vacuum cleaner
in the computer room.

Can one of you open the door for me?

Pita, I'll count it as a workout.

No need to stay, Mr. Pita,
I have some more cleaning to do here.

The room needs
airing out.

Okay, but...

make it quick.

Hola.

Where's my captain?

Did they open a water park
without telling me?

It's a surfboard.
Your programmer could use

some aquatic exercise.
Want to try?

What's up, Adi?
-Hey.

He went to open the computer room
for Yosef.

That doofus left his
vacuum cleaner there.

Should he be there alone?

It's okay, Pita's with him.

What's up?

Yosef?

Good God, you startled me, miss.

What are you doing there?
-Cleaning under the desk.

Pardon my saying so,

but maybe Mr. Pita should stop
hiding peanuts in his pocket.

It all falls under the desk.

Don't bother cleaning it up,

Pita will eat it eventually.

Good God!
-What?

A goober!

Well?
-Poor guy, he's on all fours

hunting for goobers.

I swear they aren't mine.

Isn't Pita here yet?

"Circuit training in the park."
He'll be here soon.

Can you stop that noise?

This noise is passive income, darling.

I like it.

I understand, but...

you're not the only one here,

we're a team, and you
don't like to pass the ball.

She's no trainer,

she's an assassin from Belarus.

Relax, circuit training
never killed anyone.

Over 1,500 people
in the US alone

died last year working out.

None of my clients ever died
during a session.

And a minute later?

Did you fall, or are you
looking for scraps?

Hey.

You're pathetic.
-You're right.

I really shouldn't pamper
only the pretty ones.

What's the connection?
-My circumsection.

Drinks all around.

And a diet for my buddy here.

Happy now?

Adam, you're out of line.

Now you're on my case, too?

I'm not on your case.

I just don't think you should
show off your money.

Funny, I didn't hear you say that

when Gvili put us on a chopper
so we could eat.

He was showing off, not us.

Whoa!

Surprised smiley!

Smiley living in La-La Land.

What a gold digger, huh?

She won't stop digging
until she strikes gold.

Hadar gave me a great idea.

This I gotta hear.

An awesome pool party
at the villa

for all the kids from school.

Are you for real?
-Most kids there are cool,

they should have some fun.

Why not treat our friends?

What about all the assholes
who hated you all those years?

Who ignored you?
Who tortured Pita?

The nice kids will never forget it.

Neither will the assholes.

Ready to fly with me?

You can count on me

And if there's a problem,
speak up, I'm here

You can count on me

And if you need a favorJ
I'll be right there

Nobody knows you
better than I do

Nobody knows you better

And if you need me
you can always call me

So if you're feeling good

Talk to me, bro

We'll fly up to the sky
Come along with me

find if you start to fizzle
We'll put you on a NASA missile

We're all friends here

So if you're feeling good

And if you're bummed

So if you're feeling good

And if you're bummed

You can count on me

You don't need to talk too much

I understand

Everything's all right

I'll be there in two
and we'll work it out

Nobody knows you
better than I do

And if you need me
you can always call me

It's now or never

They haven't forgotten
where they came from

We grew up on the street
and dreamed of the good life

No time for anything new

It’s either friends or cash

I'll take both

I'll take care of
all the shit in between

Don't bum out do me a favor

A shared sorrow is easier to bear

You've got it made in the shade

If you've got the punch
then serve the whole bunch

We came up together
so what's mine is yours

You may've left the 'hood
but it's still in your blood

So if you're feeling good
Talk to me, bro

We'll fly up to the sky
Come along with me

An i you start to izze
We'll put you on a NASA missile

We're all friends here

So if you're feeling good
Talk to me, bro

We'll fly up to the sky
Come along with me

And if you start to fizzle
We'll put you on a NASA missile

We're all friends here

So if you're feeling good

And if you're bummed

So if you're feeling good

We're all friends here...

Adam...

Adam, did you buy more milk?
-Good morning, Noa.

It's Noa, right?

Oops...

Sorry, it's Shahar, right?

I always get names wrong,
sorry, embarrassed smiley!

Smiley brushing teeth
with Adam's toothbrush?

Tooth decay is a killer, you know.

So is brain damage.
-Excuse me?

Keep on brushing.

4 out of 5 dentists
recommend it,

but the 5th lives in India
so he doesn't count.

Tell me...

Honestly,

do you think I'm mature enough
for a monogamous relationship?

I think you're one stage
past mature.

What do they call that again?

Overripe.

You're hilarious, Noa.

Good morning.

Did you sleep well?

Spare me the questions.

Woke up on the wrong side
of the bed?

Smiley smiling sarcastically.

Smiley don't give a damn.

Chillax.
-You chillax.

What's with the protective aunt act?

Want a protective aunt? Here.

The problem with Hadar
isn't that she's a dumb slut,

it's that she sees you
as a walking wallet.

I don't trust her.
There, I said it.

If you can't see it,
you must be as dumb as her.

And you're a genius, Shahar,

smarter than anyone else.

Not anyone else,
just everyone here.

Is that so?

Well, if you're so smart,

you'd realize I never even
saw my dad,

I waited at the gate for half an hour
and went back to the taxi.

What? I don't believe it.

How else could I get you
off my back?

Good morning!
-Not now, Pita.

I just...
-We're in the middle.

What's the matter?
-Butt out!

But...
-You get off my back, too.

All in all
it's been a wonderful morning.

What a treat.

Shahar! Adam!

What are you shouting about?

Did you touch my computer?

No, why?
-Did Adam?

I don't know any Adam.
What's the matter?

Why are you shouting
like someone stole your croissant?

Nobody's downloading Favor.

I'll check the administrator
for last night's downloads.

Zero.

Absolute zero.

Not only did he grope
stupid smiley,

he lied about visiting his dad.

Zero downloads in 11 hours.

What? -Must be a malfunction.
Let's calm down.

Wow, what brilliant advice.
Who's it from, Hadar?

Shahar, you know something?

I've had it with you.

I've had it with...
-Shit!

Shit! Shit!

What's going on?

Our computer's been taken over.

You have mail.

My email works
but there's nothing there.

You have mail.

Mine too. -Then what
are they talking about?

You have mail.

You have mail.

Yosef, did you bring in the mail today?

Yes, a few things came in.

I've never seen anyone
so excited

about reading exterminators'
brochures. -Where are they?

They usually come in through
the sewers...

Not the cockroaches,
the stuff you brought from the mailbox.

It's all here.

Here it is.

"Favor is on vacation
until further notice.

Come to Pier 3 at the marina
tomorrow at 2:00

"with the beta version of the app
on a USB stick.

"In return you'll receive a suitcase
containing 3 million shekels.

"Thinking of calling the police?

"Well publicize your list
of customers and favors.

"Without anonymity you're nothing.
See you at the beach.

"P.S. No cell phones."

So it's not an exterminator, huh?

I've seen creeps,
I've seen charlatans,

I've even seen crime syndicates,

but a ransom note like this
so early on?

That's new.

Who could it be?

I don't know,
but they stole the lists

of all your users.

And what they used it for.

Without anonymity
you aren't worth much.

It says that in the letter, too.

Just don't call the police.

I can rebuild the whole thing.

It's all in my head.

The problem is,
if the media get wind of this

the public will see
your weakness,

how easily your server
can be hacked.

Nobody'll invest a shekel.
It'll be curtains for Favor.

That's why we're here.

Now that you're holding
a hot potato

you want to pass it to Element?

Bad timing, folks.

A 4 Please don't contact me
until this blows over,

if it blows over.

So you're dumping us?

We decided to go with
the Kazakh kid.

You can use Element's yacht
for the exchange,

I'll make sure it's at Pier 3,

but that's all I can do.

Last chance, Gvili,
you have the means.

I'm sorry.

How's my bodybuilder?

Hey.

You remember we have
a workout, right?

Somebody die?

We got a ransom note for Favor.

We need to take a USB stick

with all the data for the app
to the marina.

You're kidding.

Seriously?

Wow.
-Favor for 3 million shekels.

Weren't you already
offered that amount?

Yeah, by Gvili.

Hey, is that...

a coincidence or...

The truth is, Yosefs been
acting fishy lately.

He always wants to clean
the computer room.

Good thing my dad doesn't know
about the app,

he'd be the prime suspect.

What?

Maybe he knows.

Did you tell him?

I can't believe you told
a prisoner in jail

for embezzling millions
from a hi-tech company

when we have an app that...
-Chill, Adam,

he's stuck in jail
for the next five years.

Tomorrow at 11
we take Gvili's yacht.

What does it matter
if it's on the pier or the yacht?

Use your brain, Pita.

On the pier
we're three sitting ducks,

on a yacht with 20 other people
we're the Favor summer party.

You've totally lost it.

You call this an occasion
to celebrate?

For them it's a party,
for us they're witnesses.

They're our guarantee
that we'll get the money,

not a bullet in the head.

And endanger dozens of other people?

-Why?

I think it's brilliant.

I wish you'd come.

Come to think of it,

maybe someone should
stay here

to make sure Yosef
doesn't board that yacht.

Mr. Pita!

You startled me.

A thousand pardons,
I had no intention.

I haven't seen you so startled
since that meal

when you discovered
the main course

was granola.

No.

First the money.

At the same time?

On three.

One... two...

three.

It's a trick!
Pita, grab the box!

Into the water, now!

You can't have it!

Leave me alone!

Give it here, fatso!

You can't have it!

Rhinoceros!

Adam, jump!

Give it already!

Grab it!
-Come on, Pita!

Hand it over!
-Pita, throw us the drive and jump!

Beat it!

The neighbors complained about
the noise. Party over!

Next stop - Cyprus!

I'm dying!
-This looks like the end!

Help, my sweet Lord!

If I survive this
I'll keep the Sabbath.

If I survive this
I'll join a nunnery.

Stay low.

What about Pita?

We can't help him from here.

Stay low.
-I'm trying.

We have to free Pita.

Favor and Pita.

Adam, we don't know
how to help him.

I know someone who knows.

You again?
What did you forget this time?

Your sandwich?

My pita.

Is he your father?

What father?

He's my father.

Adam?

What an honor, Mr. Adam!

Adam's here!

I know my son, Dima.

Take Igor and get
our backgammon winnings.

I'll just leave you
a pack of wipes.

Thanks, Igor.

Move it.

Dasvidanya Goodbye.

Dasvidanya.

You must be Shahar.

Sorry we have to meet
in a place like this.

It's all right.

Adam, I've dreamed so many times

of you sitting here
in front of me.

I have a problem.
I need your help.

How can I help you, kid?

You know about our app.

Do I know?

All the guards here have it.

They're all busy staring at Favor.


e got a 3-million-shekel
ransom note for the app

and when we came to make the exchange
they kidnapped our programmer.

They kidnapped someone
for 3 million shekels?

Tell me you aren't involved, Rafi.

Do you really think
I'd do something to hurt you?

As if you didn't make me leave school
and hide from everybody 5 years ago.

I realize you're mad at me,

but not as much as I'm mad at myself.

I lost my son,

my only child,

and nobody can give me back
those years without you.

Any idea who could be
behind this?

Ever heard of Avner Gvili?

Gvili?

He's a real scumbag.

I knew it.

But he stays within the law,

a lawyer who rubs elbows with
Knesset members and lobbyists.

see you know him well.

To kidnap an 18-year-old

you'd have to be
an asshole and stupid,

and Avner Gvili isn't stupid.

It's our only lead.

I'll sniff around and get back to you
within a few hours.

Thanks, Rafi.

You don't have to visit me,

but I really wish you would.

A, I can't see C.

This damn mask!

I'm taking off this stupid mask.

I got a thread stuck in my...

Cut it out!

Start the engine.
Change of plans.

What do you want from me?

How shall we explain?
A song, perhaps?

A Powerpoint presentation?

Powerpoint...

Me like.

I'm calling the police.

Don't you see what this means?

The yacht is getting away,

we're losing him.
-We have the USB stick.

It's not Pita they want,

it's this.

Do you want to wait and see
if you're right

or do you want to do something?

Like what?

Talk to Gvili?

Even my scumbag dad
says he's a scumbag.

Or shall we call the jail again?

Or why not call Yosef?

You thought he was
cleaning the room

when he was cleaning us out
right beneath our noses.

So nobody can help us?

What's up?

I saw the door was open.

Where's Pita?

The exchange went wrong.
They kidnapped him. -What?

They've got him now.

What about the USB stick?

I have it.

I want to call the police.
-Bad idea.

We don't want to pressure them.

Especially when we don't know
who's behind this.

So everyone's a suspect,
everyone's against us,

you can't trust anyone,

not me, not your dad.

Only Hadar.

Hold on, do you think...
-Yes, I think.

Do you even know anything
about sneaky smiley?

Background, friends, anything?

Because she knows everything
about you and Favor.

She follows you like a shadow,
she eavesdrops on your calls,

on our meetings with Gvili...

She even uses your toothbrush.

Will you relax?

They have Pita,
we have the data.

We just have to make an exchange.

"Good morning, Superman"?
-What's that?

Where'd this sandwich come from?
-I made it for him yesterday.

Shit, shit, shit!

He accidentally threw us
the wrong box.

"Accidentally."

So the kidnappers have Pita
and the USB stick.

At least they don't know it.

I need to eat, I haven't eaten
anything in an hour.

Give him something
to stuff his mouth with.

There's a box with a sandwich
in my bag.

What box?
-I could use a bite of something.

Stealing a kid's sandwich
is like robbing an old lady.

We did that yesterday.
-Oh yeah.

Let's see the sandwich.

Check it out, a Spiderman lunchbox.

It's Superman, not Spiderman.

Your sister is Superman.

The douchebag with the red head
is Spiderman.

Spiderman.

Don't open the box!

Say what?

This baguette thinks
he can order us around.

I got the boxes mixed up,

that one has a salami sandwich
from last week.

A hunk of nauseating rotten meat.

You know what a week in
the sun can do to salami?

There goes my appetite...

Do you have to spin your wheels?

It helps me concentrate.
We each have our own way.

You buy drinks all around,

I spin my skateboard wheels.

Enjoy.

It's been 4 hours,
they could be anywhere.

Hey, is he wearing the Mi band?

Is that all you care about,

how many calories you burn
when you're tied up in a yacht?

Be quiet, she's right.

The band has a built-in GPS.

I can trace him.

Got it!

You stay put, I'll go get him.

It's encoded.
Can you hack it?

You think? I'm in Arts,
not Computer Science.

Besides, all that code stuff

is for geeks.

Who's that?

No idea.

Turn on the front door light.

Halt, the place is
surrounded by cops!

Can't tell who it is
with the hood on.

Turn on the living room TV.

He's coming this way.
What'll we do?

Turn on the kettle,
he'll think we're in the kitchen.

Where to?

Adam, get your foot off me

or I'll arrest you for
stepping on a police officer!

Yosef?

Sgt. Yossi Ezra,
Police ID No. 405117.

But what...?

I spent two weeks in England once.

I went to a United game
with my wife.

I'm also a detective
with the Cyber Squad.

You're, like, an undercover cop?

Not just "like." I hunt creeps
who use ransomware.

But why here?

We suspect that Element is involved
in ransomware crimes.

This was before Favor
even existed.

So I decided to cozy up with Gvili
and try to collect evidence.

I knew Gvili was behind
those ransom demands,

that piece of shit.
-We have nothing on him.

Apart from the fact that he really is
a piece of shit.

He didn't even pay for
my transportation,

that jerk.

As the Duchess of Windsor
once said,

you little motherfuckers.

Unidentified caller.

Do you owe property tax?

No.
-Then answer and put it on speaker.

Hello?

Hello, I'm calling from
Rimonim Prison,

Will you accept a collect call
from Rafi Ben-Artzi?

I will.

Go ahead.

Adam?
-Yes, Rafi?

There's an echo.
Am I on the speaker?

Yes, I'm with Shahar
and Sgt. Yossi Ezra.

Sgt. Ezra!

Still playing hide-and-seek
with hackers, Ezra?

Still stuck in a cell
with five other prisoners, Rafi?

I'd love to continue this
pleasent chat

but I have something urgent
to tell my son.

I'm listening.

I have some inside information.

Gvili and Element
have nothing to do with all this.

The person behind this plot

was a cryptography expert
in Silicon Valley

who ended up on
the FBI's most wanted list

The last alias she used was Mattias,

Adi Mattias.

When I make you a healthy sandwich,
I expect you to eat it.

Where's the USB stick?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Where's the Favor data, fatso?

I won't ask you again.

I can't believe
you're doing this to me.

This is your last chance.

I'm impressed, Pita honey.

I've never seen you run like this.

Did you lose a few grams?

How much do you weigh, anyway?

I have no idea.

But add another 128 Giga!

What're you gonna do? Give up on
a USB stick worth millions?

You'll have to crap it out
sometime.

I'll be there to clean up after you.

What are you hiding here?

Juice!

Prune juice. What a surprise!
This could help, eh, Pita honey?

I'm only allowed to drink diet.

Don't worry, I won't tell.

Is it far?

A quarter-mile.

You have one minute
to crap out the USB stick.

My bowel movements aren't a walk in the park

You can't hurry them.

Wrong answer, Pita honey,

and your time is up.

Keep your mouth shut
and your butt open.

Open up, Pita, open up.

Take cover and stay
out of trouble, you hear?

I'm going to direct the troops.

Shahar, I have something
important to tell you.

In case one of us
doesn't make it out of here.

Not now, or neither of us
will make it alive.

You have one minute
to crap out the USB stick.

I swear, any tricks
and it's gonna hurt,

and hurt bad.

Do you copy?

All units to the entrance
and wait for my signal.

Chopper, you stay and cover us.

Did you hearthat?

I'm not exactly in a listening mood.

Don't budge.

Adi Mattias, drop your gun
and come out with your hands up!

The building is surrounded.

I liked you better as a trainer.

Shut your trap.

I still have you
and it seems you're worth something.

Adi, I'm warning you.

Warning me?
About what, exactly?

You don't know what I've been through.

You'll have plenty of time
to tell us.

Just wondering...

do you have the USB stick?

Pita, are you done yet?

Don't forget not to flush.

I can't believe I just said that.

Shall we Favor a plumber?

I've never seen anyone
so grossed out

about taking 100 million shekels
out of a toilet.

I want another 10% for this.

Favor's Cinderella story
comes to a fairytale climax.

This afternoon it seemed like
the app was history,

traffic had stopped,
the investors pulled out,

but just 3 hours
since Adi Mattias' arrest

Favor is back in the game
with over 28 million users.

We'd been hunting for
the ransomware culprit for ages.

Hey, don't spill that,
this isn't your house.

That's what I like about C++,

the algorithmic code
sits modularly

over a server
with an inverted soundcard.

I love the way you think.

It all depends whether
the hardware can handle the server.

You still owe me a favor,
remember?

I made a few calls.
We're on it.

Didn't see that coming, huh?

Shocked smiley.

Adam, there's someone
at the door for you.

Good evening.

Adam?

Make it quick, Rafi.

We're doing you a favor here.

Adam.

Dad?

Yes, it's me, Dad.

I wanted to tell you something
but I didn't get a chance.

I've been in jail
for a few years now

and I just realized
why I'm in jail.

I'm in jail because
I'm a lousy dad.

I didn't think about our family,
I didn't think about you,

and it hurts to know that...

you're paying for my mistake.

I plan to spend the rest of
my time in prison

making up forthat.

Not for my sake, for yours.

Because you deserve
a real father, and...

that's all I have to say.

Wait.

Dad, I...

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I just remembered,
what were you saying before?

Remember an hour and a half ago

I said that when life smiles at you,
punch it in the face?

That's exactly what I did.

I punched my fear of changing.

This.

two weeks after this sweet kiss

we decided it wouldn't hurt
to swallow our pride

and work with Gvili,

and that's exactly what happened.

You won't believe how much
we paid for Element.