Hatufim (2009–2012): Season 1, Episode 2 - Hamachon: Part 1 - full transcript

Nimrode and Uri are taken to an interrogation facility designed for released Israeli prisoners of war. There, they meet Haim, a military psychologist who tries to understand what Nimrode and Uri experienced while in captivity.

The Facility, Part One

"Home At Last"

Written and Directed by
Gideon Raff

Prisoners of War

There you are.
Where were you?

- I was about to call the police.
- I was outside.

Without telling me?

I'm allowed to go out, aren't I?

Yes, of course.

I was just worried, I...

You should have told me.



You were sleeping.

It's fine,
as long as you're here now.

I'm making breakfast, I...

Go take a shower
and then join us?

Yes, Mommy.

Talya?

I woke up and I left the bedroom

and I opened the front door

and I walked out.

And?

No one stopped me.

I could go out.

I'm free.

You're wrong, Ronit,



and I'm going to say what
everyone is thinking but no one
dares to.

The price was too high,
this deal is catastrophic,

we released too many prisoners.
They were there for 17 years,

they could've stayed
for one more year...

The reporters are still here.

Yeah, they spent
the night out there.

They're waiting for something
dramatic to happen.

Like him butchering us at night
and then committing suicide.

Where do you come up
with this stuff?

What, the thought hasn't
crossed your mind?

Did you sleep well after the way
he behaved at the party last
night?

We don't know anything about
him. What he's been through,
what he's seen.

I'm sure it's safe
if they let him sleep here.

Alright, you two,
enough nonsense.

You won't think it's nonsense
when you're standing over
Hatzav's grave

after he stabbed him 36 times.

- Why me?
- Enough.

All I'm saying is that
as a responsible mother

maybe you should hide
the knives for the time being.

Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Dana, could you pass me a knife?

Move.

Where do you serve?

At military headquarters,
a desk job.

Thank you.

What do you do?

Nothing.

It's delicious.

Can I visit him there?

I think I'll just show up.

I don't know, ma'am.
I'm just the driver.

Because...

He just got back yesterday and
they're taking him away again.

What do you want from him?
He says he doesn't know.

I put Hatzav's cellphone
in your bag

in case you want to call.
It's in the front pocket.

Here, okay?

- With instructions
and our numbers.
- Let's go.

What's wrong with me?

Daphna, what are you doing here?

It's a mad house out there.
I baked cookies.

Where's the man of the hour?

The army took him.

He's fine, he'll be back.

Talya, are you crying?
What's wrong, honey?

Everything is great.
I'm great. I'm happy.

What is it?

I don't know.

You know...

I'm a bit emotional, I think.

- Your husband is back
after 17 years.
- Yes...

Of course you're emotional.

I guess you're right.

Everything is so...

Suddenly he's here.

I'm very happy, very.

He just left, he...

What is it, honey?
Tell me.

I don't know.

I'm so stupid.

Everything I say
comes out wrong.

Everything I say to him.

I sound like his mother.
Like an old lady.

Everything comes out wrong.

He said to me, "Yes, Mommy."

That's awful...

I don't know how...

I don't know how to talk to him.

What if I'm not the same woman
he loved?

Enough.

Everything will be okay.

POW interrogation facility,
Zikron Yakov

Hey, wait!

Give me a second.

Amazing view.

How was your first night home,
huh? Any action?

What are we doing here?

I have a bad feeling.

What are you worried about?

It's a rehab center.
Looks like a nice place.

Then why is it surrounded
with barbwire?

What?

I'm Mika. I'll be escorting you
here in the facility.

If there's anything you need,
don't hesitate to ask.

See? Stop worrying.

It's just the door.

Calm down.

Why are there guards everywhere?

Are we not allowed to leave?

It's not to keep you
from going out,

it's to keep people
from coming in.

This is your room.

Someone will be here shortly
to take you to your physicals.

Do you need anything?
Some water perhaps?

I have a bad feeling.

Then calm down.

Is he there?

No.
He left without waking me up.

Did you sleep in the same bed?

- Yaki, why are you doing this?
- Just answer me.

Yes.

Did anything happen?

Of course not, do I need to
remind you I didn't even want
to be here?

I know, I'm sorry.
This isn't easy for me, you
know.

Me too.

I know.

When's he coming back?

They didn't say.

Would you call Ilan and ask him?

Okay.

Do you want to have
dinner with us?

I don't know if I can.
We'll see. Yes...

Does he seem okay to you?

I don't know.

He's quiet.

Strange.

Very skinny.

116 lbs...

Who won?

You, by 4 lbs.

Do I get an award?

Of course you do.
Take your clothes off.

1", left shoulder.

What about this one?

A screwdriver.

They left it stuck in for a few
days.

Every now and then someone would
come in and tum it a little.

Eventually it got infected and
the doctor took it out.

Cigarette burns?

Yes.

How did that happen?

- I don't know...
- Liar!

Are we done?

I'm tired.

What about that one?

That one hurt the most.

Skateboard, when I was eight.

What did you say your name was?

Major Haim Cohen.

I hope you don't mind
if I tape our conversation.

Not at all.

I'm a psychiatrist working for
the IDF,

I've been asked to talk with you
over the coming days and weeks

about what happened to you
in captivity.

We want to make sure
you're alright

and to see if there's anything
we can help you with.

If you really want to help,
give me back 17 years of my
life.

I have a lot of experience
with POWs.

Many come back with traumas,
shellshock, troubles
readjusting.

I'm here to help.

Help?

So you're not here to figure out

what secrets I gave up
and how much I talked.

If the torture broke me,
how I behaved in captivity,

and what I can tell you about
the monsters that kept me there.

Let's begin.

We were on the ground floor,

the interrogations were down
in the basement.

Our names, our ranks,
what were we doing by the
border.

Who are our commanding officers,
our parents' names...

They moved us around a lot
in the beginning.

They kept moving us.

Who are we dating,
how old are we.

- No!
- Where are you going?

At least give us the ball.

Hello?

- Ilan Feldman?
- Speaking.

My name is Dr. Lerner from the
institute of forensic pathology.

Do you know Yael Ben Horin?

What is this about?

She's here,
demanding to see her brother.

I already have a big enough
media circus on my hands.

- What do you want me to...
- I was advised to call you...

I'll be right there. Try to keep
her calm in the meantime.

I can see him!
I want to talk to the doctor!

The chain hung down from the
ceiling and wound around my
hands,

behind my back.

It forced me to bend forward.

From time to time
someone would come in and beat
me.

I had a bag over my head,
so I...

Could you show me?

And where were
Nimrode and Amiel?

They were in...

the cells next to me.

I suppose... I...

It was...
such a long time ago.

It doesn't seem like
something you forget.

I don't know exactly
where they were, because...

I just heard the screaming,
the...

All the time.
Either me or Ami or Nimrode,

it was never quiet, there was...

horrible screaming all the time.

They'd open the door,

yank one of us out,
put a bag over our head

and drag us downstairs.

They'd beat the hell out of us,
then throw us back in our cell.

But you were in separate cells.

No, no.

According to Uri,
you weren't held together.

No, that was later.
He's confused.

Maybe I'm confused?

"Separate cells?"

Maybe he's right.

All the electric shocks
might have gotten me mixed up.

Tell me about that.

About the electric shocks?

There's nothing to tell.

All you need is a battery.

Long enough cables.

A switch.

And a pair of balls.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

And all of this took place
in Jabaliya?

Yes.

No.

Jabaliya was much later.

I already told you that.

This doesn't make sense.

How do you know about Jabaliya?

It's all in your file.

42 km north of Damascus.

That's where they kept you
the longest, right?

Almost 12 years.

The IDF knew where we were?

I'm totally confused.

- What?
- Look at me.

You're objective.
Doesn't this look nice together?

Yes, it does, actually.

He never lets me buy him
anything, look how nice this is.

Do what she does and
buy me things behind my back.

Yes, but then you're
never sure about the color.

Which is nicer, this or this?

Neither.

See?

Depends. What color eyes
does your... Is it for your
husband?

Yes.

Yes.

For my husband.

Olive green.

Then the green one
will be gorgeous.

Okay, then that's what I'll get.

"Yaki"

Hi, Dr. Lerner called me,
I'm Ilan Feldman.

- Second door on your right.
I'll tell him you're here.
- Thanks.

Dr. Lerner, extension 118.

They think I'm crazy.

Do you think I'm crazy, Ilan?

No, but I don't know
what you're doing here.

I'm here to see my brother.

But Yael...

Everyone else got to.

Who?

They can hug them.

Touch them. Smell them.

Only me...

I just want
to see my brother, Ilan.

To kiss him.

Don't I deserve that too?

I want to see him

and hug him and tell him

how I've been waiting for him

all these years.

I want to tell him that since
he was taken away from us...

that's all we've
been doing at home.

We've been waiting for him...

It's the only thing
I know how to do.

I'll be right back.

There are regulations,
Mr. Feldman.

I can't just... you know.

Can't you make an exception?

You know what state
the body came back in.

There's barely anything for me
to work with. I...

Believe me,
it's better this way.

Can you imagine how
she must be feeling now?

The other one, what's her name?

- Talya Klein.
- Yeah, that one.

She waited all these years,
fought for her husband.

She was constantly on TV,
in newspapers...

But the other one, the minute he
was gone,

she hooked up with his brother.

She didn't waste any time.

That's not true,
she waited a few years.

- How big of her.
- What are you talking about?

How long do you think I'll wait
if something happens to you?

Two weeks tops,
and I'll be dating all your
friends.

Miss Ben Horin.

I think this is yours.

I'm allowed to give
it to you now.

What is it?

Thank you.

Who are we dating,
how old we are.

What are the names of our
friends.

What do we know about the army.
Where is our base,

how do you get there.
How many people are in our unit.

Where do they live,
who are their girlfriends.

Did you tell them?

We've been through this
so many times...

I need to hear it again.

At first we made up
all kinds of stories,

lies.

Nimrode was really good at it.
Same story every time.

He'd remember every little
detail from the first
interrogation on.

And you?

I choked.

At first I told them
I'm from Pardes Hanna.

They asked what street.
I said... Main Street.

So they pulled out a map.

Guess what's the only city in
Israel without a Main Street?

But eventually
you got better at telling
stories.

I imagine that in order to
survive, lying becomes a second
nature.

I...
I don't understand what...

I have a feeling you're not
completely up front with me.

Uri.

Are you hiding anything from me?

What do you want from me?

I want to know if it was
Khaled or someone else.

What's the difference?

Are you planning on bringing
them to Israel for trial?

You're driving me crazy
with all your questions!

I don't want to talk or
answer any more questions.

Calm down.

I want to get out of here.
I'm hot.

I want to call my family.

Come sit down,
you'll talk to them later.

I'm not your enemy, Nimrode,
we're on the same side here.

Yeah right.

I can't even begin to understand
what you guys went through.

But for the sake of national
security we need to know what
happened to

who interrogated you
and what they wanted to know.

You're asking about things
that happened years ago.

Everything blends together;
the faces, the names,

all their damn games.

What games?

Different kinds of torture.

Why do I have to tell you
everything ten times?

I understand it's hard to...

Why is it so hot in here?

Do you do that intentionally?

Can you tum up the AC, please?

Can you tell me about the games?

It was mainly in the beginning.

Not again, please.

Sa'id, come here, you dog!

Seize him!

I'm begging you...

I'm begging you, please.

I'm begging you, please.

I'm begging you, please.

Aim.

I'm begging you, please.

Fire!

I'm begging you,

What did he say?

I don't know.
I didn't hear what he said.

But I got the point.

I am nothing.

My life is nothing.

Worthless.

He has total control
over whether I live or die.

It's all in his hands.

Did they do that
sort of thing often?

They hung Uri once, poor thing.

Then they cut the rope.

All the skin on his neck
was gone.

They stuck a rifle in my mouth
and pulled the trigger.

Did you ever shit your pants
out of fear, Major Cohen?

It's very effective.

Because it got you to talk?

No.

Because at some point
you're bummed out

not because
they're about to kill you

but because they didn't
really go ahead with it.

One day they took Uri away.

I have no idea
what they did to him

but he came back a few hours
later,

clean shaven and showered.

Looked like a million bucks.

Smelled like roses.

Only...

Only he didn't talk
for two weeks straight.

He just cried.

I have no idea
what they did to him.

He never told me.

Nimrode said that?

No...

I don't know
what he's talking about.

You don't remember being shaved,
getting cleaned up?

Nimrode made that up?

I don't remember
anything like that.

No, it never happened.

You don't recall crying
for two weeks straight?

No.

And what would make you cry
for two weeks straight?

"Cheating on an entire nation"

Uri said it never happened.

Then maybe it didn't.

He's right, it never happened.

I don't know why I said it.

I must have imagined it.

Are you sure they didn't
match up their stories?

You were sitting next to me,
you saw it yourself.

- Maybe when you moved them
to their room?
- Not one word, Haim.

Say something,
why aren't they talking?

- Maybe they have nothing to say.
- Impossible.

I crossed information, I played
tricks on them, this makes no
sense.

Something's wrong.

Why aren't they talking?

Take them back to their room,
they'll feel safer there.

How about taking a break?

I think they can use one too.

Oh, wait...

Shit. Wait.

Excuse me!

- Is there something
else you need?
- Why is this door locked?

Don't worry, you can leave
whenever you want.

- It's for your own safety.
- What's happening now?

Get some rest.

- You...
- Shh...

Does the phone work?

There's a line.
You want to call Nurit?

Hello?

- It's me.
- Hey, how are you?

Are you okay?

Yes. And you?

Some people are so nice.
The house is full of flowers and
chocolate.

Save some for me.
Don't eat it all by yourself.

Are you coming back today?

No.

Listen, about yesterday...

Last night?

Yeah, uh...

When I come home,
we'll try again?

Of course.

What did I miss?

He's talking to his wife.

I feel bad, listening in
on their conversations.

What do we want from them?

First they spend 17 years
in captivity and now this?

Shut up, Ayelet. You don't want
Haim to hear you talking like
that.

Why are they laughing?

I don't know. Somehow I
missed it.

Maybe one of them farted.

Yes?

Where are you?
I've been trying you forever.

I'm sorry, I had errands all
day. I forgot my phone here.

- Are you coming?
- Where?

To dinner, I left you a message.

I didn't get the message.

We just got here.
Are you coming?

What if he comes back?

- You need to eat, don't you?
- I'll order something.

Come be with us,
we're sad without you.

You know I can't.

Okay, then I'll bring you
something.

It's fine, really.
I'll order some take out.

One second.

I can't hear a thing.
Order some salads.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. You?

Are you sorry we got married?

Yaki...

Well, if you want us to bring
anything, give me a call.

Okay.

I called because
she's not answering her door

and the music is so loud.

I'm afraid something
may have happened to her.

We brought some food
for the poor girl,

but she won't open the door.

Yael?

I'm sure everything is fine.
I'll go in and check.

You can go home now.
Thanks for calling me.

Okay, thank you.

Yaeli?

Yael?

Ilan? What are you doing here?

What am I doing? Your music
got the whole neighborhood
worried.

What's up?

What's up is that you can't hear
the neighbors banging on your
door.

They brought you food.
They're worried about you.

They're not worried about me,
they pity me. No, thanks.

Turn around.

I'm glad you're here.
Are you hungry?

- You're acting weird. Are you
sure everything's alright?
- Yeah.

I really want a chocolate
croissant from Metukah Bakery.

Let's drive to Tel Aviv.

- But they brought you
tons of food.
- So what?

That's kind of a waste.

These are the same neighbors
that constantly complain about
the dogs.

If anybody deserves their food,
it's them.

Help me carry this out.

Are you sure you don't
want to come with us?

Positive.

Have fun.

I'll see you later.

Anything new?

Nimrode moved his foot
about 45 minutes ago.

They didn't say anything
about the interrogation?

Are you sure?

They've been sleeping for hours,
not a word.

Impossible...

Zoom in on Uri's hand.

His finger. Quickly!

They're talking.

They're talking.

They've been talking for hours.

Now all we need to do is
figure out what they're saying.

Get me an intelligence officer
who's an expert in deciphering
codes.

Tonight.