The Wonders (2013) - full transcript

Keep an eye out...

-Ok.

Shmaya, where are you?

Is it over?

Can I go home?

Home?

You know what you have

to do first...

They're moving him again.

I don't know.

Maybe we should act...

or, keep watching...

Watch your head...

Hurry...

Arnav!

What's the damage?

What did you have?

Two and three.

The two are on me.

75 shekels.

-75?!

Your prices went up, Arnav.

We should start an action committee.

CRAP - The Committee for

Reduction of Alcohol Prices.

I'm ten shekels short...

What's it gonna be, Cavilio?

I spend all my tips on you.

I end up leaving you a tip.

You're a saint, Arnav. A saint.

Bless your soul.

-Good night. -Good night.

Check please...

Corning.

Makes me mad that people here

feel free to grab you.

This is a bar,

not a convent.

Table 4 wants

a last round of beer.

Will do,

your hottie holiness.

Stop staring at me.

I'm serious about turning religious.

You were serious as

a punk rocker...

When you studied

Chinese medicine...

You're so annoying.

I'm gonna start cleaning up.

Wanna come over for coffee?

-"Wanna come over for coffee"?

If you want to lead me astray,

you'll have to do better than that.

You think I'm that easy?

Makes me mad when you try to

distance me from sainthood.

On the contrary.

When you come over,

sainthood is in the hood.

And Peter Piper picked

pickled peppers. -Not funny.

And Suzy sells seashore seashells.

Stop it.

It won't get you anywhere.

Check out that car.

You'll never have a car like that.

Why?

I'll pull double shifts at the bar...

Forget it, you're a penniless

graffiti artist with no prospects.

What's the problem?

What's the problem?

There's no peace in the Middle East.

I'm overdrawn at the bank.

I have pigeons in my window...

Buzz off.

What? -Don't get me started.

Just buzz off.

The kitchen is the other way.

Weird...

A fancy car like that

in our neighborhood?

Great, that means I'm the one

making coffee.

I can't believe

I used to live with you.

So strange...

Mr. Buzz Off and his friends

just went into the abandoned apartment

Vax?

What?

What's that blue light?

What are they,

ultra-Orthodox aliens?

What blue light?

-Up there.

Could be

their cell phone lights...

They're probably

just dealers or junkies.

Say goodnight to the aliens.

I don't know what's with me lately.

I see things...

I'm such a pathetic loser...

Sex with your ex is the lowest...

Sorry, I didn't mean to...

If I don't repent,

I'll never find true love.

I'm putting on some music.

Good morning.

-Good morning.

Top of the morning, Mr. Weinberg.

Top of the morning.

Jolt me with java

and egg on an egg sandwich,

How's it going?

Good morning, Mr. Aharonov.

Good morning.

-I hate to cut you off but...

Cut... Get it?

-Very funny.

Is Cholera...

Is Chaim out back?

He's out back.

Como estas, Cholera?

Praise the Lord.

Brown or green?

What's the dish of the day?

We have green from Sinai, cheap,

but for our special clients

we have hydro from Amsterdam.

One puff and you'll be speaking Dutch.

-Of course I wanna speak Dutch...

Greetings and salutations...

-Hello, how are you?

Baklava, please.

Here you go.

How much is that?

-Sixty.

Two vodkas, neat.

-With pleasure, your holiness.

Arnav, don't forget me.

Arak? Cognac? Whisky?

You decide which order.

What will you have?

Shandy, please?

Shandy?

My blood sugar's low.

Do you have anything else sweet?

Baklava or something?

Baklava?

You came to the right place.

Not just any baklava, it's Eiffel!

Whoa, you mean

Eiffel Sultan Suleiman?

In its full Eiffleness...

Respect to the baklava meister.

-Respect.

You drive all the way

to Sultan Suleiman for baklava?

Drive? I live here in Musrara,

across the street,

you know where the art school is?

-You go to school there?

I did -

painting and multimedia.

But all that sitting in class,

discipline, raising your hand,

not for me.

Arnav!

There's a hole in my glass.

What did he call you?

Arnav. Nice to meet you.

Your name is Arnav (rabbit)?

Long story.

My birth certificate says Ariel Navon,

in 1 st grade I was Arnavon,

Arnaviko, Arnaviyahu...

Arnav!

-Yeah, what now?

What now? I had my Arak,

and what comes after Arak?

Cognac!

-Cognac!

Arnav, wait a second!

It's you?

What's wrong with you?

You scared me.

Isn't it against the law

to deface walls?

Paragraph 9 of the Penal Code:

"He who writes, paints,

ordraws illegally

on another's property

is liable to one year's imprisonment."

Is it worth it?

You a cop or something?

Luckily for you, not anymore.

So what do you want from me?

I have a proposition for you.

I couldn't say it

with people around.

Man, baklava is no problem,

but there are things I'm not into.

I need your apartment

for a week's surveillance.

So it wasn't all my imagination.

Are they still

in the abandoned apartment?

Does it matter?

I don't want any trouble.

Someone's locked in there,

and needs help.

So, call your old job

and have them send a cruiser?

It's not that simple.

What do you say?

10,000 shekels, cash in hand.

Can I be straight with you?

You don't look like someone

who wants to help.

15,000 shekels. See?

I just helped you

to an extra 5,000 shekels.

Think about it.

Give me a call.

Good morning.

-Good morning.

How goes

I happened to see you and your buddies

come in here last night

I thought I'd check

if everything's okay.

Is everything okay?

I felt like having

a loquat, so I picked some,

and I figured since I'm...

Want a loquat?

Take it.

"Blessed are You, Lord our God,

Creator of the fruit of the tree."

Amen.

Want some more?

No, keep it...

-I can't.

Keep it for later.

No, I'm not allowed. Take it.

Why not?

It's a fruit. It's kosher...

Please take the pits with you.

It isn't stolen,

the tree belongs to everyone.

I know it's none

of my business, but...

You wanna call somebody?

Want me to call somebody for you?

No, thanks.

You sure?

Family?

The police?

What the hell are you doing?

What's in your head,

brains or baklava?

I didn't do anything!

You think this is some

drunken brawl at the bar?

Do you know

what you're getting into?

This is a bad, bad story.

I'm not getting into anything.

I asked you to help,

not get in the way.

I'm sorry.

Now please let me go.

I need your apartment,

I asked you nicely.

I offered to pay you,

You offered and I refused.

I don't owe you anything.

Wait.

You're right, I'm sorry.

I need your help.

Okay, but tell me what's

going on.

I can't.

I'm a private investigator,

I have a client,

I must keep this confidential.

If the client's the problem,

bring him here and let him explain.

Listen here, bunny-boy,

you mess with me

and I'll call the cops

and tell them who's defacing the walls

with his childish doodles,

understand?

Childish doodles?

Thanks a lot.

Wait, I didn't...

People in this city are

always looking fortrouble.

We should start an action committee.

The CUNT - "Committee against

Ultra Nationalistic Tendencies."

I'm accepting donations,

I'll take money or arak...

Who's the hunk?

Nobody...

"Nobody"?

With you there is no "nobody."

Mr. Shmaya Knafo

is still playing for time.

Can't you see it's over?

With all due respect

for fasting and penance.

You yourself taught us

that true enlightenment

must come through confession.

You have to write it all down

so that your mortal memory

will not trick you in the future,

you have to write

your own confession.

I hate myself so much that I even

contemplated suicide, I swear.

I'm sure I heard something.

Go check out back, quick.

"Shmaya Knafo"

"Shmaya Knafo - Vehicle Assessor"

"Shmaya Knafo - Preservation

of Tunisian Jewish Heritage"

"Rabbi Shmaya Knafo's Website"

"Miracle-worker

Rabbi Shmaya Knafo"

They say that when the saint asks,

God responds.

That's how it is with Rabbi Knafo,

his prophecies always come true.

And his works of charity -

incredible.

For donations call...

The leader of tens of thousands

of followers.

The people of Zion know

that there is a prophet in our midst...

What we need is

a joint mobilization

Of big hearts and big business.

People went out

to the streets shouting:

"We want social justice!"

But it isn't just the people's wish...

God wants social justice!

God, bless His name forever...

Where's the client?

The client is inside.

Do you have a cell phone?

What are you doing?

You'll get the battery back

after the meeting.

You suspect everybody -

Your kids must love you.

What is this place?

Is this where we're meeting him?

-Her.

Arnav, this is Ella Gorsky.

Shmaya Knafo's sister-in-law.

Mr. Knafo and my sister

have been together

since they met

in a Kibbutz.

After about 6 months

all the Kibbutzniks

started fighting over him.

He had a strange ability

to predict the future...

What do you mean,

"predict the future"?

Like a weatherman?

Yes, but not just the weather.

In the cowshed, he knew

which cows were going to get sick.

Also, which tractors

were going to break down...

Let's get to the point,

if you don't mind.

People started coming to him

with questions and wishes,

asking for blessings.

Then three wise guys

realized his potential as a startup

and turned him into a rabbi,

though he has no credentials...

They started a media campaign -

a blind man who got his sight back,

a cripple who got up and walked...

He went from the cowshed

to the penthouse.

The penthouse? -The donations

got bigger and bigger every year.

These guys started

paying themselves fat salaries,

before you know it

the foundation has over

60 million shekels in the bank...

60 million shekels,

and he's locked up in Musrara?

He's a masochist?

Why isn't he at a fancy Hotel?

That's exactly what

we're trying to find out.

Something went wrong...

between the three guys and Mr. Knafo.

My brother-in-law disappeared

a few months ago.

They told my sister that her husband

felt his powers were fading

and he needed to re-energize...

so they arranged seclusion

and purification in Jerusalem.

Which makes perfect sense,

because if we have a problem

with a man who has powers,

we'll take him to a city that has powers...

Anyway, a month passed, then another,

and we didn't hear from him.

And with all due respect

for powers - he could call, right?

As you can imagine,

my sister got very worried

and asked me to hire someone

to find out what's going on, quietly.

What do they want from him?

-We don't know.

People will go far

when 60 million shekels are at stake...

Mr. Knafo's life may be in danger.

But if they're making

so much money off him,

why would they kill him?

Sometimes a holy man's gravesite

is worth more than the man alive...

That's why we need your help.

If you don't mind, I'll go to

the bathroom and think it over.

I suggest

you go on without me.

Let him show you around Jerusalem.

Spend quality time together.

I think you'll get more

out of him than me.

Jerusalem makes me nervous...

Is it 100% safe here?

-97%.

I try to be nice

and I others will be nice to me.

Suicide bombers

know that?

(Arabic)

Sorry, I got scared...

97%.

Here, this is the place.

Well?

I always thought Jerusalemites

claim their hummus is the best

to compensate for your many shortcomings,

but I see you have a case.

Thanks. I know lots of

good places like this.

Tell me, does your sister believe

in Mr. Knafo's powers?

I could give you

a whole speech about that.

It's not easy when your sister

is married to someone who represents

everything you see as scary

and dangerous about this country.

My sister means

the world to me,

and I'm here to help her

save her family.

Careful...

-Sorry.

Are you okay? -I'm fine. That's

the second time you saved me...

I'm just your average superhero.

Thank you. For everything.

Here's half.

You'll get the other half

when this is over.

When's "over"?

-When it's over.

Take this, it's a bump key,

it'll open any pin tumbler lock.

You put it in the lock,

bump it on the side

until the teeth lock,

and you're in.

Where did you get it?

-The key fairy gave it to me.

Anyway, If Knafo asks you

what you want,

tell him you saw them beating him up,

and since you're a good neighbor

and in Musrara

people don't call the police,

you asked the landlord, who happens

to be a friend, for the key,

and you came in to help.

Okay?

Then he leaves with me

and it's over.

I don't think

he'll leave with you.

Why not? He's hungry,

he's all beaten up,

of course he'll come out.

Wouldn't you?

I'm not him. Besides,

our job isn't to get him out,

our job is to plant a camera.

Hold on, hold on.

A camera?

You said you wanted to use

the apartment for surveillance...

You told Ms. Gorsky

you're willing to help, didn't you?

Yeah, but planting a camera?

-You aren't planting a forest.

It's just a camera,

what's the big deal?

You go in, look for something small,

a picture or something,

that you can see the whole room from,

and plant the camera.

-Are you serious?

Do I look like a funny guy?

-Shouldn't we just tell him

we came to rescue him?

That his sister-in-law sent us?

That's the last thing

we should tell him.

Use your hare brain,

The guy's locked in an apartment,

they're beating him up

and he doesn't ask for help. Why?

Maybe these people

are holding something over him.

Something scary. If you tell him

you're there to rescue him

who knows what'll happen?

I told you, this thing could end up

in a gravesite...

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Inhaling self-confidence.

You think whatever's illegal

is fun, huh?

And you think that whatever's fun

is illegal, huh?

Rabbi Knafo?

It's Arnav, the loquat guy...

Anybody home?

What are you doing here?

Sorry, but last night

I got home from work

and heard yells

coming from here

and I wanted to make sure

you're okay.

What do you care about me?

If your neighbor's getting beat up,

wouldn't you help him?

So I got a key and...

Let's get out of here...

I can't...

-Why not? Look at you,

you're all black and blue,

and it stinks in here.

What's the problem?

How do you even know me?

I heard them say your name,

I googled you,

I saw your website,

People who say you changed

their lives with your powers.

Personally, I don't know

about divine powers...

You are not a believer?

You don't believe in the Creator?

Lord have mercy, you need help...

I think you're the one

who needs help.

Is that what you think?

Can I ask you a few questions?

Such as?

-What do you do for a living?

I'm... multidisciplinary.

I paint a little, write a little...

A little of this

and a little of that.

Is it enough,

or is it too little?

Sometimes it's enough,

and sometimes, you know,

I'm not sure

where I'm going, but...

I can tell you...

And how exactly

do you do that?

I see it in images.

I have a pipeline to Heaven

so I can see the future.

Ask a question.

Work, relationships, you name it.

I have a job.

Relationship...

Relationship.

-Relationship.

I see... your girl is

at odds with herself.

Be careful,

it could get complicated.

There's an unsolved issue

with turning religious...

and a secret issue...

that has to do with...

me?

I don't know how...

Do you know a girl like that?

I don't know how

but he had me all confused.

Confusing people is his business.

If you'd inhaled less

self-confidence

you wouldn't have been confused.

By tomorrow I'll have a replica made

and you can switch objects.

Me? That's illegal!

And painting graffiti is legal?

Eh, Bugs Bunny?

Listen, I'm sick of playing

see-saw with you.

You got your money, didn't you?

Then do your job.

You know what?

Take the money.

I don't need it.

It's there, on the table.

I don't want it. Take it.

Don't get all sensitive on me...

Leave me alone.

I don't want to be involved in this.

What's your problem?

-Tell your client I'm sorry

but this isn't for me.

-Arnav!

Arnav!

Hey.

-Thanks for coming, I...

I wasn't sure

you'd be willing to see me.

Gittis said you have a problem

and you want to return the money...

Listen, he's a real paranoid...

and nasty and violent and strange...

It's scary to have

a guy like him around.

You're right.

-And he carries a gun.

I'm really sorry

you have to go through this.

But the people who recommended him

said he doesn't have a life,

so he's totally committed

to his work.

There's nothing to be afraid of,

trust me.

Please.

I don't want

to sound hysterical, but...

it's a matter of life and death.

I don't know

what else I can do...

It's not like I don't understand,

But I have a bad feeling

about that Gittis guy.

On the other hand,

maybe I automatically hate him

because he used to be a cop.

Well, if I buckle under now

like a wimp you'll have come here

for a minute and a half.

It probably took you longer

to find a parking space.

It took half an hour to find

a parking space. -Half an hour?

Yeah.

As I'm already here

and as you were so successful

with the hummus,

want to keep proving Jerusalem

isn't as depressing as I thought?

Actually, it's hip-hop night

at a new club here.

I don't know

if that's your thing...

Should I be offended?

Something to drink?

A vodka chaser?

-Sure.

Two vodka chasers...

See? Jerusalem isn't only hummus.

-Cool.

To the city and its powers

and its superheroes.

This superhero is always

at your service. -Cheers.

Classy company, Arnav.

Can I offer you a bargain?

You're working nights, Cholera?

Not really,

I just came to look around.

But I might as well do some business.

I offered to go in with the owner,

but he got all snooty on me

and said,

"This isn't a barbershop..."

Not nice. -Never mind.

How about a feelgood?

Want some?

-I feel good already, thanks.

And I have to drive back

to Tel Aviv,

so I don't think I'll even drink.

What did you call him? Cholera?

An acronym for

Chaim Leria Aharonov.

He's a mega-geek,

but he likes to be called Cholera,

it sounds tougher.

They want me to paint on the wall,

mind if I leave you for a minute?

What? Um...

Go ahead. Don't worry about me,

I'll manage.

Just a minute...

You crazy?

Just woke up...

You alive?

I was worried.

Called you late last night

but you didn't answer...

I didn't hear it. I crashed.

God help us -

Put on some clothes.

Half the day is gone...

Don't you want your life to go

anywhere?

You must do something,

you aren't 17 anymore...

What a mess.

You know what's good

about being religious? Order.

You wake up knowing

exactly what you're going to do...

Your Holiness, isn't it

a little early for a bible class?

Come on..

Nice drawing.

-Thanks.

What's with the aliens

in the abandoned apartment?

You won't believe it.

We can't.

-What do you mean, we can't?

You know how long it takes

to meet a guy like him?

Six months if you

have the right connections.

He walks the paths of Heaven...

So do Airline stewardesses...

Fly on in.

Maybe he can tell me

how I'll find true love...

Please.

It could change my whole life.

Do me a favor... please?

What?

Sorry the conditions aren't

so suitable for consultations...

It's fine with me.

Go away...

-Fine.

You owe me one...

I'm shaking.

He told me things

that made no sense, but...

if he says so.

So what did he say?

A week from now

my life is going to change.

"Going to change..."

Don't spoil it with your skepticism.

-I'm not spoiling it. Let's go.

Where are we going?

-To Weinberg's.

I haven't had my morning coffee yet.

Come on.

Where are you?

-What are you doing?

At my place in ten minutes?

Bye.

You owe me a favor, right?

-What kind of favor?

Take this. Go in and put it

exactly where the original is.

Make sure he doesn't notice.

Press this back here to turn it on.

Can I ask a question?

-Another question?

What do you expect to find out?

What do they want him

to write down?

It could be anything.

A Swiss bank account number,

a juicy confession from a politician

who came for a consultation...

So you're saying that Knafo's

involved in dirty dealings?

All these "holy men"

are involved in dirty dealings.

Then how will this

end up?

I'm not the one with powers.

That's why you're planting

the camera, right?

Are you still here?

You're pretty slow for a rabbit.

Go on. Meep-meep...

Your holiness?

I was at the store and thought

you might like something sweet.

So I thought...

Cookies?

You're going to make me fat.

You could use a few pounds...

I lost a lot of weight

in the last few months.

It's dangerous not to eat.

Here, it's extra-kosher.

"Blessed are You, Lord our God,

Creator of all foods."

Amen.

Mind if I ask you a question?

Of course.

This time it's about money, right?

Not about me...

About you.

When I gave you that loquat

you took a long time to decide

whether to eat it,

and you felt guilty.

But when I gave you

rice and beans

you dove into it like

an Olympic swimmer.

What happened?

I realized that if

God keeps sending you to me

maybe He thinks

I've suffered enough.

How long are you

going to be stuck here?

Not much longer.

Five days at the most.

Here, take this away.

-No, keep it...

in case I don't come back soon.

Keep it.

I can't let them see it.

Your apartment is just like mine.

There's a boiler over the shower.

Hide it up there.

Nobody will know.

You might need it.

Tell me, Rabbi,

if you really do have powers,

why didn't you know

you were heading into this mess?

That which you can see about others

you can't see about yourself.

Besides, I'm only human.

I'm like everyone else.

I make mistakes and waste the gifts

that God gave me.

I get addicted to power

and success, etc., etc...

The only way to learn

is to fall and get up again.

There's a story that King David

dug the foundations for the Temple

right across the street

from here,

and suddenly subterranean oceans

rose up and nearly destroyed the world.

Understand?

The subterranean oceans

are inside us...

Bravo, Hamster.

Good job.

Just so you know,

if someone wants Knafo dead,

he knows nothing about it.

He thinks he'll be out of there

within five days.

It's not a question of faith,

it's a strategy.

Believe me, Knafo can read

Bejerano and his pals like a book.

He's playing for time.

He's a master strategist.

He seems much more naive

than you think.

You're the one who's naive, Hamster.

You can't read people like he can.

People like him are psychopaths.

You can't read psychopaths

because they believe

their own lies.

You really hate him, don't you?

I can't believe you're trying

to save someone you hate so much.

I don't mix feelings with work.

Well, I'm going.

Don't touch anything.

Especially the hard disk...

Rabbi Knafo's meteoric rise

Was opposed by

the rabbinical establishment,

bringing about a war of slander,

and a welter of accusations

bordering on the criminal.

These are organizations

that launder millions,

whose main asset is

the rabbi's credibility.

These sects employ full-time

PR people, advertising consultants

and, this past year,

private investigators on payroll.

"Battle of the holy men"

That's today's headline.

Charges were pressed

today against an actress,

who was hired by a private investigator

to seduce and frame Rabbi Sidris,

known as "The Seer."

'The Seductive Actress" "The Crooked detectiv

"Ella Gorsky"

"No results found for Ella Gorsky"

"Ella Gorsky"

Hi.

You aren't surprised to see me.

Semi-surprised.

-Why semi-surprised?

You text me

such a paranoid message,

knowing I'll drop everything

and come.

Me, paranoid?

Ella Gorsky.

Where did you come up

with that name,

some Chekhov play

in acting school?

What school?

-There is no Ella Gorsky.

What do you mean?

I mean that Gittis, that

psycho-criminal liar, really works

for some other holy man who's

fighting Shmaya Knafo.

So to make the story

more believable

Mr. Gittis hired a pretty actress,

and you really are pretty,

to throw me off,

and I bought the story

f that you're poor Knafo's

sister-in-law.

It's all over, lady.

Why are you silent?

Because I don't know

which stupidity to address first.

Grttis works for a competing rabbi,

I'm a hired actress...

I have a real job

with real customers

who don't want to see

a real messy bar, so...

So you're saying there's nothing

I can say to reassure you, right?

Find someone to sub for you

and we'll take a trip.

What kind of trip?

-An educational trip.

Tell someone you're

going somewhere with me

they should call the police

if you're not back.

I'm not that scary, am I?

I get it. Your job is to keep me

away from the 'hood

so your baboons can do

their job in peace.

If you mean the three men

from the apartment,

they're not coming tonight.

They don't work on the Sabbath.

I forgot,

they're God fearing individuals.

They beat the hell out of people

on weekdays, but not on Sabbath.

Why don't you tell me where

we're going? It's near dark...

Are you afraid of the dark?

Aunt Ella...

-How are you, sweetie?

What a surprise! Why didn't you

say you were coming?

We were in the area

so we thought we'd stop by.

This is my wonderful sister Billie.

Excuse me, Mrs. Knafo. Bilhah.

Nice to meet you. Arnav...

Ariel Navon.

Nice to meet you, Ariel.

He's helping me with our "problem".

Why don't you have a seat?

Mordechai, get two chairs

from upstairs...

Wait, take this too...

Thank you, sweetie.

That's Mordechai, the eldest.

Next week is the Bar Mitzvah.

Mazel tov.

I hope you're hungry.

I'm always hungry.

-Sit down.

Make yourself at home.

-Hello, everyone.

I'm such an idiot.

-And that story you invented?

A Chekhov play?

-Go ahead, make fun of me...

-Just one question:

Why couldn't I find

an Ella Gorsky anywhere?

Until almost a year ago

I was Ella Gur.

You were?

Are you... married?

No, I took back

our old country last name, Gorsky.

Funny, Billie also changed her name.

Sometimes I forget

she's called Bilhah now.

Isn't she amazing?

Can I get you a drink?

How about a Jaeger?

Sorry, it's all I have.

I'm sorry...

It's just so crazy

to see him like that...

I know.

We'll save him...

Poor Billie, my God...

You're so sweet

for saying "we'll save."

And you're sweet for helping me

with all this.

So thank you.

It's not that I don't want to,

it's just...

It's complicated,

he's there and we're here.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come in.

I'll leave. Good night.

You can't leave in the middle

of the night.

It's not safe to drive

to Tel Aviv at this hour.

Stay here.

And not so I can...

I'll sleep in the living room,

you can have the bedroom,

he said chivalrously...

You really are sweet.

And I really am tired.

It's been a long day.

-I know.

I'll change the sheets,

which is a rare occurrence.

Not sure I remember how -

Sheets go over the mattress, right?

Sorry...

I just went into the bedroom

to make sure you're okay, not to...

But you looked so beautiful

in the morning light, so...

That's the mask I wear

when I paint in the street at night.

Jerusalem is full of

security cameras, so...

And I'm not very photogenic...

Mr. Psycho...

Good morning.

If you don't mind, I1

not alone.

Fine. Go in your bedroom

and do your thing,

I won't disturb you.

-Come back in half an hour...

it's quiet over there.

I'm sorry.

The double-agent is coming right back.

What do we do?

It's crucial he doesn't

find out we're onto him.

Just act natural, okay?

-But if I...

Let me find out

What's his story.

No one came to visit him last night,

I checked.

Relax, man.

I'll decide when to relax

and when not to.

By the way, I suggest

you find a friend to stay with

until Wednesday at least.

What do you mean?

Are you moving in?

It's Saturday morning.

Don't you have a wife and kids?

None of your business.

He's playing with fire

and they'll burn him.

I have to be here 24/7.

You can't move in.

It's not a hotel.

You know what?

Talk to your client, let her decide.

After all,

we're both just hired hands.

Whatever the boss says.

Just a sketch.

The people of Zion know

there's a prophet in town...

Dispatch to Fire truck 409

come in 409

All cruisers, crime

in progress, sector two...

409 on the move...

I won't let you destroy us...

Don't you think

it hurts us to hurt you?

I know you know...

There's no repentance without

confession.

Your own method dictates

it has to be in writing.

Damn it!

Do you think we're stupid?

That we're joking?

That you can jerk us around?

Waist time until the Bar Mitzvah...

then we won't have a choice

but let you go

without "insurance".

Didn't you think well find out

you're sinning

with married women

and school girls?

You say we're criminals?

You're the criminals!

But that's why I agreed

to penance and fasting.

You want to save your family

from humiliation?

Just end it all - permanently.

That's why

I brought you the rope.

Dispatch calling all firetrucks.

In Jaffa Gate vicinity.

Fire on 5 Daniel street.

Backyard - Musrara.

On my way.

Everybody out! Right away!

Hurry up! Out!

Please exit your apartment!

Hurry!

I'm a military medic.

Let me by.

There're smoke inhalation victims.

Sir, move away

go over there.

I'm a medic, let me through.

Go move the car.

I'm a medic, please, let me through.

I'm a medic. I'm a medic.

Sir, please walk away,

you're in the way.

Sir, the smoke is dangerous,

please clear the area, I'm a medic.

But my car... -Step aside,

it's dangerous. Go over there.

I'm getting you out of here.

No, it's all right.

I'm not asking you, I'm taking you

home. Come with me.

If I leave now, they'll ruin me.

I know what I'm doing, believe me.

If you don't leave now,

they'll kill you. Come with me.

What's your problem?

No problem.

He inhaled a lot of smoke.

I'm fine, I can breathe.

People, you can relax now.

It was just a small fire

in the backyard.

It's under control,

you can go home now.

You won't enjoy watching this,

because of the beatings and

especially because of what he says

and what they say and what it means

in terms of your sister.

I'm sorry you have to see it...

Where is it?

It was right here on the table.

It has to be Gittis,

that son of a bitch... Sorry.

bet he won't answer.

That's a lethal weapon

he has there.

You think he's working for you,

but I'm onto him.

He's the type

who takes everyone for a ride.

He'll copy the original

and sell it to both sides.

My sister will never

forgive me for this.

She trusted me and I...

Why didn't I see this coming?

Why didn't I realize

you were right about him?

I'm such an idiot, God...

Listen, Gittis' mind is diseased but...

Hello, Mr. Aharonov.

Is Choi... Chaim out back?

Yeah, yeah.

-Come on.

What did I ask for?

-You wanted it short in back.

I said I want it like Alain Delon.

This guy stole from me

a laptop and a hard disk

and I'm looking for someone

to retrieve it.

What do you mean, "retrieve"?

I mean get into

the thief's apartment.

and... you know...

What do you mean, "get in"

A burglar.

I'll pay good money.

How much is good money?

5,000

7,000?

10,000?

All right.

It's urgent, so if you know

anyone with experience who can...

Who?

Oh...

I didn't know you had

such a broad education...

How do you know

where he lives?

He met the Hassid

here in the park

and they went to the building

across.

My friend Vax followed them.

Arnav.

What's up?

3rd floor, apartment 9.

There's no sign on the door.

Does she have the money on her?

With all due respect to your...

broad education,

first let's see you get in.

Okay, let's go.

"Let's go"?

Why do I have to go?

You want me to get

the wrong hard disk?

The wrong laptop?

All right, then.

What's that? You stole it

from the school janitor?

I have every possible kind

of master key here.

Everyone has a master key

these days.

Where was I when

they gave them out? -Calm down

Why the light?

You expect me

to sniff it out?

Didn't you bring a flashlight?

-No, I left it with the stocking.

Then why are we whispering?

-Tradition, okay?

Well, lookie here...

And who hit the jackpot?

Sorry I can't watch it

with you. I'm late for work.

Thank God

you got it back from Gittis.

owe you so much.

-Not at all.

I want Knafo to go home

to your sister...

You're really, really sweet and...

-Really late. Gotta run. Bye.

Wait a second.

Vodka on the rocks,

whisky on the rocks,

and three draft beers.

-At your service, Saint Vax.

One day you're ecstatic,

the next day you're miserable.

Are you 9etting your period?

As a sworn feminist I intend

to ignore that chauvinist comment

and I'm letting you know

that I'm going to be happy

at least until the Messiah comes.

-Amen.

Don't spill beer, Arnav.

Well, Cavilio?

Do you have a new action committee?

Well, I was reading in today's paper

that larceny is socialy acceptable.

And I thought, it's time to start

a new action committee.

And it'll be called...?

CLAP.

Clever Larcenists with Permits.

Where is it?

-Where's what?

Don't play games with me.

You think you're so smart,

well, you aren't.

I'll ask you again and

I suggest you answer me.

Where is it?

If I don't tell you,

what'll you do? Shoot me?

Listen here, pet-shop boy.

I'm not the bad guy.

I suggest you open your eyes,

they're using you like a used diaper.

Who is? -You know who.

You know nothing about that girl.

You don't know what her plans are,

what she has in mind.

I don't believe you.

-Oh yeah?

Go to Knafo's website,

videos from March 2009,

and when you see what you see,

you'll feel like an idiot

and you'll be calling me.

Asshole.

Yes.

-Good morning. Where are you?

I'm...

Running errands.

In Jerusalem, near the mall.

Where are you, in Tel Aviv?

Yes. I just sent the check,

you should get it in a few days.

Thanks, but checks are usually sent

when the job is done.

It is done,

You did a fine job,

I have no complaints,

that's why I'm sending you

the entire amount now.

I don't need

your services anymore.

Mrs. Knafo.

It's the investigator your sister sent.

Open up.

Mrs. Knafo...

I want to tell you something

you don't know about your sister.

About Ella.

Hello, Ms. Gorsky.

Aren't you in Jerusalem?

Aren't you in Tel Aviv?

Fine, we're both liars.

What do you want?

I want to talk to your sister.

-She's not here.

Besides, I made myself clear,

your job is done.

I still want to talk

to your sister

and tell her that her husband

is still in grave danger.

Mrs. Knafo...

Mrs. Knafo...

I had a feeling

you won't walk away,

so I brought security officers...

Go away...

Mrs. Knafo...

I told you she's not here.

Where is it?

What are you going to do,

beat me up?

I've been through worse,

I'm not scared of you.

What are you going to do?

-None of your business.

You saved me with those cookies,

you know.

I owe you so much.

-Wait, Rabbi Knafo.

Shmaya.

There's no more "Rabbi

Shmaya.

There's something on my mind...

something I have to tell you.

You say I saved you, but...

I also got you into trouble.

Trouble?

How?

Why would you get me into trouble?

Accidentally, stupidly,

unintentionally.

Problem is, because of me

you have a big problem now.

You saw what you saw

You heard what you heard

The Torah says:

Be righteous as God commands.

That's you.

You don't need a suit and a beard

to be a righteous man.

You're righteous as you are.

Hold on, bear with me...

This is hard enough as it is...

What are you talking about?

Does the name Ella Gur

mean anything to you?

She's my wife's sister.

How do you know her?

Well... Ella Gur and some

investigator who's working with her,

or against her...

I'm not sure anymore...

Anyway, they hired me

to help them save you.

Ella Gur wants to save me?

-That's what she said.

Anyway, it turned out that...

I planted a camera in here...

to make sure you're okay...

find out what these gorillas

wanted from you.

Camera? What camera?

Are you saying that everything

was taped?

Where is it now?

Does she have it?

I'm so sorry.

Tell me the truth.

All the food and the cookies

and the things we said,

was just to trick me?

-I swear I was trying to help you.

I kept saying

"let's get out of here"

I'm sorry.

Can you get it from her?

Since she got it

she's been screening me,

but I'll go see her, I'll talk to her.

Do you know where she lives?

How would I know

where she lives?

Maybe that investigator knows.

It's a matter of life and death.

You crazy? You told him? Why?

This situation is volatile.

Any little thing

could set off a chain reaction.

You really that stupid

or just pretending?

You manipulated me,

she manipulated me...

How did I manipulate you?

Who tricked me

into planting the camera?

And then stole the hard disk

and the laptop with all the evidence.

I didn't steal the laptop,

I took it.

I took it for one reason,

to protect Knafo.

She hired me to protect

and that's what I'm doing.

Protecting him. From her.

-From her?

She's his sister-in-law,

why would she want to hurt him?

You don't have a clue, do you?

You know what your problem is?

You're playing a game where

you don't even know the rules.

You're a Taki card

at a poker table.

And the girl you're up against

is a poker champion

and you just handed her

a full house.

I don't believe a word of it.

You were going to sell it

to some Rabbi

from a competing sect.

A competing sect?

That's powerful weed you're smoking.

Don't give me that.

You were in Independence Park

the other day with a Hassid.

What Hassid?

You mean my son?

Your son?

He's a Hassid?

I have two Hassid sons, yes.

Is that what you thought,

that I can be bought?

You don't know me - it's time

you learn to pick the right side.

Let's go to your place. I hope

he hasn't taken the camera apart.

Wait, just tell me

where she lives.

Let's first make sure he's okay.

So...

Whoa, careful,

it's an elderly computer.

Give it time to connect.

Please tell me where she lives.

Let's make sure

it connects first.

Why can't you tell me?

Let's make sure

it connects first.

It's not elderly, it's geriatric.

Nothing's happening.

While, we're waiting,

can I ask a question?

At your apartment

I saw a photograph of you

with your wife

and two non-religious kids,

and you said

you have a Hassidic son, and...

Forget it...

Sorry.

Me and my wife...

were a happy couple.

Two wonderful children.

A loving home.

Everything was perfect.

As far as I knew.

I guess my wife

thought otherwise.

I was so busy with police work...

I didn't notice

she was drifting away,

searching for something.

Something different.

Then he showed up.

-Who showed up?

The Redeemer.

That's what he calls himself.

A holy man like Knafo.

Started to brainwash her.

Told her what to wear,

how to act, what to think.

Suddenly, she changed...

one fine day

she just walked out of my life.

What's worse is that

the Redeemer took away my kids...

He convinced their mother

they shouldn't see their father.

That their father is a sinner.

My own flesh and blood, detest me...

But you do see...?

-My eldest.

Once a week, secretly.

You call that seeing him?

And the other son?

He won't give me the time of day.

As far as he's concerned,

he has no father

He didn't touch the camera?

Interesting.

How are you getting to Tel Aviv?

-By bus, I guess.

No, don't go by bus.

Here.

Got a driver's license?

Take my car.

I'm parked outside.

Why did you do this to me?

What do you want?

-To stop feeling like an idiot.

Forget it,

you'll never understand.

Why did you lie to me? Why?

I assume there's someone

who sees me now.

And I believe

that Arnav is an honest man

who keeps his promises,

so he must be in Tel Aviv

talking with the lady.

I have a big favor to ask.

Please get a message to Arnav:

If things get complicated,

tell him to ask her

about the Tomb of Amos.

It's very important.

The Tomb of Amos the Prophet.

So I came back from the U.S.

in good shape financially

but not emotionally.

I was married there

for almost two years.

Things were really bad.

Bad choices are

my greatest talent.

Anyway, when I got back

I looked for something deeper,

with meaning...

My sister's little one*

was just born then

so I decided to stay with her

for a week and help her...

And then...

I got hooked...

It's so banal,

I'm embarrassed to talk about it.

If it happened to me,

it could happen to anyone.

It's a cult.

And Mr. Knafo

is a cult leader.

He says you must break free

of all the bonds that hold you.

He says that the ego is evil

and only he can save you.

And then, like a moron,

you destroy your ego to the point

where you even change your name.

You give up everything for someone

who turns out to be a con man.

You realize

how humiliating that is?

He's a crook,

that's what he is.

My sister's married to a crook

I had to save her

but had I told her,

she'd never believe me.

So when they jailed him

it was the perfect chance

to get it on tape, you know,

to get evidence, to expose him,

to upload it onto the internet,

so that the whole world,

especially my sister, will know.

Why the Tomb of Amos?

So you're the one she hired?

Is "the Tomb of Amos"

a codeword?

Just say "the Tomb of Amos."

Please.

That's all.

I can't help you if you won't tell me

What's "the Tomb of Amos".

Just send the message.

I don't need your help.

"God is my helper

and protector."

God helps and protects

people who deserve it,

not con artists who pose as rabbis

and steal money from the poor.

Are you calling me

a con artist and a thief?

I made a lot of mistakes,

but to take money

we collected for the poor?

Never!

Why do you think I'm locked up?

Why do you think they want me to write

things that make me look shameful?

So they can blackmail me...

because they stole money

and I wanted to stop it.

Now please send the message,

no more questions.

Not just for my sake, for yours too.

It'll change your life.

Do I look like someone

who'd fall for your baloney?

You look like someone

who needs help as much as I do.

You too are locked up in the dark

with your grief.

This is an opportunity for change.

So please give him the message.

I'm telling you,

I believe he realizes his mistakes

and he honestly intends...

You've known him for a week.

I know him on a whole other level.

Just forget it, okay?

Goodbye.

"Ask her about the Tomb of Amos"

Wait a second.

When you said you know him

on a whole other level,

did you mean...

the Tomb of Amos?

He told you about that?

Is that what he thinks?

That I'm some brokenhearted

teenager trying to get revenge?

So he's trying to cover up

his crimes

by making me out

equally immoral?

We were all there

for a nighttime prayer ritual

at the Tomb of Amos.

Amos was the bible's

most anti-establishment prophet.

We were all in a state of ecstasy,

praying and singing and dancing,

and I got lost

in the rhythm and I...

I gave it all I had.

And then, before dawn...

everyone had gone to sleep

and I...

suddenly saw him

standing alone by the tomb

and I wanted to tell him

what an amazing experience it was,

that I'd never forget it...

And then...

he turned to me and told me

to wait until

he was done praying...

then I realized he was

reciting the prayer you say

before what they call...

intimacy...

I could've walked away, but...

I didn't.

You see what power that

miserable creep had over me?

I betrayed my own sister.

Listen, it's understandable,

you want revenge

But if you take it...

then what happened between

the two of you will come out.

You realize what will happen

to your sister's life?

To your life?

Is it worth it?

What's happening?

What's happening with you?

She said she won't do anything

with the disk until tomorrow.

She might even talk to him.

You never learn, do you, weasel?

She never will.

Why do you say that?

She's a smart girl.

Wait a second...

He has guests.

-What's going on?

And there's...

a woman...

Rabbi Knafo?

Where are you?

We have a surprise

that'll make you very happy.

Shmaya...

How I missed you...

"Bless you,O Lord, Who has

brought us to this occasion."

Rabbi, the fasting and penance

you imposed on yourself

proved themselves.

Now your powers are...

Wonder of wonders.

Shmaya, you're so thin...

I brought you food.

There's nothing like

home cooking.

And tomorrow

well drive to the desert,

well pray, and next day

we'll have a big celebration.

Well all celebrate your son's

Bar Mitzvah.

That's weird...

-What's going on?

They're all friendly,

planning the Bar Mitzvah.

But its... Off...

Why do you think it's "Off"

I just saw them

leave the apartment.

That means everything's okay,

end of story, he won.

If they brought his wife

and food,

that means all the penance

and fasting is over,

he probably knew they had

to release him before the Bar Mitzvah,

because if he didn't show, people

will be asking questions.

Something here

doesn't make sense.

What?

Bejerano isn't the type

to give up so easily.

He humiliated him,

starved him,

to get him

to confess in writing.

but it didn't happen.

And as it didn't,

it's not over for Bejerano.

All this talk about

the Bar Mitzvah...

Sounds like a ruse -

they're up to something...

Why do you think so?

With all due respect

to your poker skills,

how can you read them?

Mr. Detective,

I'm sure you can hear me,

so please have Arnav come here

and tell me what the lady said.

Well? What did she say?

She's coming tomorrow

to talk to you.

She promised.

As soon as I mentioned

the Tomb of Amos,

which is a problem

you must work out -

she's very hurt.

I know - it's my fault.

I must fix it and I will.

Whatever it takes.

Thank you.

I ate so much, but now

I want a cookie.

A cookie?

Can you get it down

from the boiler?

It hurts to stretch...

-No problem, gladly.

What?

Your scary detective was here.

-What did he want?

I don't know.

That's exactly the problem.

I can't read him clearly.

He says one thing,

but then I see...

so much hatred

and anger in him.

I see him close to me...

and my life is in danger...

-What kind of danger?

I'm afraid

he'll do something violent...

Please, just keep him

away from me tomorrow.

How?

I'm counting on you.

Arnav... Arnav...

Wash your face,

I need you wide awake.

This is a GPS. I want you

to plant it on Knafo

without him noticing.

Do what?

Good morning. Room service.

-Arnav

Drink up,

start your last day in here properly.

You're the best.

When is she coming?

-She said, this afternoon.

Sugar?

"Blessed are You, Lord,

Who created everything with His word."

Amen.

Very good, squirrel.

I won't do anything

until you'll tell me the truth.

But I can't...

it'll just make you feel bad

and ruin your belief in religion.

Since when are you so supportive

of my "belief in religion"?

Tell me or you'll have

to manage without me.

Okay... I'll tell you.

What is it?

This happened yesterday

when Gittis entered

to ask him about

the Tomb of Amos.

What does Gittis know?

Knafo didn't tell him.

Look...

Are you calling me

a con artist and a thief?

I made a lot of mistakes,

but to take money

we collected for the poor? Never!

See?

Why do you think I'm here?

Why do you think they want me

to write things that make me look shameful??

So they can blackmail me...

because they stole money

and I wanted to stop it.

But it's over. No more blindness,

no more nonsense.

Now please send the message.

No more questions.

What do you say?

That I don't know

if I can meet him face to face...

Where is he?

-Who?

Knafo? This is "live"...

Blessed are you, Lord,

who sustained us...

Amen..

Give him a hand...

Such a waste of time..

I really am a pushover

if I agreed to follow them...

Stop it - if anything happens...

It'll be on your conscience.

What can happen

in broad daylight?

You have a great imagination, but...

Let the superhero do his thing...

If nothing happens,

I'll take the bus home.

Why so slow?

Strange...

Boy, you're slow to catch on.

I rode half way across town.

This is yours, isn't it?

Are you making eyes at me?

You have pretty eyes...

Nitwit...

Where are they taking him?

Where are we?

Tekoa? What's in Tekoa?

The Tomb of Amos.

Let's get going.

Rabbi, your journey is nearly over.

Soon you'll be home,

God willing.

Let's let them get further ahead,

then we'll move on.

Let's go.

This could take hours.

You don't have to stay.

What do you think

will happen?

They'll pray and go home.

Esteemed Rabbi...

Cheers.

"Blessed are You, 0 Lord, Who

created everything with His word."

Amen.

Strong stuff...

I haven't drunk alcohol in a while,

and on an empty stomach...

Drink up, there's plenty.

Cheers.

-Cheers.

Gentlemen, by the leave

of God and the congregation

we may pray

with repentant sinners.

They're going to wait

till the sun sets

then it'll really be cold.

No need...

But thanks anyway.

That's what we did,

but with more people,

drumming, dancing...

God, I was such an idiot.

The car's over there.

-Let's take a little walk.

No, I'm tired.

Let's go to the car.

This won't take long.

Where are they going?

That's the wrong way.

What are you doing?

What we should've done

a long time ago.

I'll do whatever you say...

-It's too late.

I'm begging you!

I'll write whatever you want!

"Though I walk in the valley

of death

"I will not fear,

for You are with me!"

Please don't do this.

Take your hand

out of there,

or my 9 mm will take it out

for you.

Good evening, friends.

It's like the Wild West out here,

isn't it?

Open spaces, open skies...

Question is, how will it end?

I realize you had a tidy little plan.

You go and pray at the Tomb of Amos,

Rabbi Knafo

tragically slips off a cliff

and to your genuine grief

and horror... he dies.

Well, as you can see,

tidy it's not going to be...

Question is, what to do now?

It can get messy

or you can all get in your cars

like good little boys

and drive home...

What do you say?

Bejerano, we can't...

It's over.

In my car?

Have you no shame?

I want to be relaxed

when I get there.

It's gonna be a little tense,

don't you think?

I'd offer you a toke

out of politeness...

Out of politeness

I won't put it out in your ear.

I'm still mad at you for

that monkey-business with the GPS.

I owe you an apology.

It takes time for a Taki card

to learn how to play poker...

Friends?

How old are you?

Here's your girlfriend,

it looks like

she lost religion...

She made me

tell her the truth about Knafo,

it devastated her...

Sorry I'm late.

I still don't get why

it was so important that I come

to that lecherous liar's party.

He thought it

was important.

He specifically said,

"Bring your girlfriend."

I must really be stupid

if I agreed to come with you.

If it makes you feel any better,

I didn't want to come either,

but Knafo insisted.

Chill, people, he's having a party,

he wants to set things straight

so he invited people

who saw him in a bad light.

He wants to redeem himself.

-Redeem himself?

You turning into

Rabbi Rabbit on me?

I hope there's alcohol at least.

Lots.

Why aren't you driving?

Mazel tov! Remember me? I'm...

-Ariel, Ella's friend.

That's right. Mazel tov.

-Thank you. Thanks for coming.

This is the happiest day of my life.

Mordechai, remember Ariel? -Yes.

How's it going? Mazel tov!

Mazel tov.

-Thank you.

Let's find the alcohol.

Mr. Jacob Gittis.

Relax, it's a party.

Can I get you a drink?

Shandy? Baklava?

Plant a camera

in the baklava?

Isn't it tiring to be

cheerful all the time?

Whiskey, please.

Can I kiss my sister in this house?

-Ella...

Mazel tov, beautiful.

-Thank you.

Thank you, Ella.

-Rabbi Knafo!

Rabbi Knafo!

No, no...

No need...

Hey.

I was just about

to congratulate him,

tell him how much fun this is, and...

I figured you'd eventually

have to say hello, too,

so maybe it'll be easier for you

if we go together. -I'm okay.

You go ahead.

Thank you, thank you.

I owe you my life.

You owe me cookies.

Come dance.

Come dance.

-No, no.

Let's have fun.

It's a happy day.

Chivas please

What a drag.

Such a waste of time..

Thanks.

But unlike you, I have nothing better

to do this evening.

Truthfully, neither do I.

So we agree: we're both pathetic.

Shmaya...

Look.

What are they doing here?

Why shouldn't they be here?

And who's he?

Their new startup?

They have some nerve to bring him

to your son's Bar Mitzvah.

They won't be using

me anymore.

So they found a new stooge...

That's exactly how they started

with me. May God protect him.

Look at them.

It's so sad people

really believe

other individuals have powers

that they don't have.

Powers, my ass.

Not that I'm less

dumber than them.

The most pathetic thing is that

I stood at that stinky apartment

and told him such

intimate things

and I bought the Bazooka

fortune reading he sold me.

What did he tell you?

-A load of bull.

That my life is going to change

by the end of the week.

That I'm going to find

the love of my life.

By the end of the week?

That doesn't leave you much time.

We agreed that you and I

are both pathetic

And he even described

my man in detail.

Listen to this bull:

He's older than me.

He once wore a uniform,

a pilot, a fireman, maybe a cop.

Someone who'll watch over me.

Absurd, huh?

Me, with an ex-cop?