SALIM: The Catastrophe.
The War of 1948,
if it can be called a war,
when your British betrayed us
and the Zionists drove us out of our homeland.
When I was eight, I was driven from our land.
When I was ten, I joined Ashbal with my brothers.
KURTZ: "Brothers."
(STOPS TAPE)
(REEL REWINDING)
(TAPE PLAYING)
SALIM: When I was ten, I joined Ashbal with my brothers.
- See? -(TAPE STOPS)
Brothers.
It's not enough.
It sounds like Salim.
The revolutionary crowd.
Who is this?
2312.
Charmian Ross.
She's an actress.
An actress.
No kidding.
- Does she have a voice? -(TAPE PLAYING)
CHARMWN: And we don't want our lives laid down
by a multinational corporation registered in Liechtenstein
and banking in the Dutch bloody Antilles.
-(CHUCKLES) - What's more
is I, for one, don't think the Jewish state
has to be an imperialist American garrison
that treats Arabs like dirt.
Well, she's got a point.
Hi, I'm Charmian. Charmian Ross.
We're thrilled to meet you, Miss Ross, believe me.
Please.
Shall we begin, Miss Ross?
- Okay. - RACHEL: Shall we...
GADI: I'm studying architecture now.
(KURTZ GRUNTS)
No Israeli soldier can doubt
the great Gadi Becker's right to live in peace,
but is this peace?
This is about truth.
They need to believe her.
I've heard you speak their truth before.
Believed it, even.
GADI: That truth cost an innocent girl's life.
Innocent, but not clever.
Charlie here could learn from you, Gadi.
Surpass you, perhaps.
GADI: I thought Charlie was a boy's name.
We will do it right this time.
(CRACKING KNUCKLES)
(KURTZ CLEARING THROAT)
(STOPS TAPE)
GADI: Khalil.
Who knows?
It may be an imitator.
(TAPE PLAYER CLICKS)
No killing.
Autonomy.
(KURTZ PUTS DOWN BAGS)
I left my hat.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Who are you people?
Who are we? Come.
Who are we?
We are friends.
Non-sectarian, non-aligned friends
deeply concerned, like you, with the many wrong directions
the world has taken.
Yes, friends who must do the unavoidable from time to time,
but friends nonetheless.
Beautiful, isn't it?
Please come in.
Yes, I'm sure you... You must have a thousand questions for us, Charlie.
Of course you do.
You are a curious mind.
And we, too, also have a thousand questions for you.
Make yourself comfortable. Freshen up.
And we shall go through them all, okay?
(CAMERA CLICKING)
Mmm-hmm.
It's an honour.
I've heard a lot about you.
No, you haven't.
The kids said you made a fine couple up there on the Acropolis, Gadi.
Like a pair of movie stars.
It was a beautiful moment.
(CHARMIAN SNIFFS)
Sorry. Protocol.
(CHARMIAN CLEARS THROAT)
I need to go for a number two.
(CHARMIAN SIGHS)
(TOILET LID SLAMS)
(PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON TAPE)
(LOCKS CLICK)
(DOOR CLOSES ON TAPE)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING PLAYING ON TAPE)
Charlie.
You know what it cost me to get you here?
Your decency?
Nothing so cheap.
My career. All for you.
Didn't get what you needed in London, then?
Oh, I saw everything I needed, Charlie.
Everything to know that you are worth this very moment.
What did you say your name was?
I didn't.
How about... Marty?
Are you asking me or telling me?
And when God finished making me,
he had a few pieces of wire left over,
so He tied them up haphazardly and put together Shimon.
Say hello, Shimon.
- Hmm. - Everyone else, I think you know.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Oh, you liar!
I suggest you listen to what they have...
And I suggest you go fuck yourself.
Who are you?
Do you have a problem with Jews?
Ethnically, culturally, politically?
We don't smell bad.
Do you have improper table manners?
- No. Don't be stupid. - Wonderful.
Then I pray I can trust you won't jump out a window or vomit
if I say we are also citizens of Israel.
Do you have a bucket just in case?
(ALL LAUGHING)
Now, must all of us Jews pack up our belongings,
return to our former countries, and begin again?
Wait for the next pogrom?
(CHARMIAN SIGHS)
I just want...
Peace.
Hmm?
We're not here to attack your politics, Charlie.
In fact, we love your crazy politics,
every paradox and conflicted spurt of anger or compassion.
But we believe in a bigger you,
that you have talent to waste,
and you believe it is being wasted.
And if you decide to collaborate with us on this performance,
I swear to God, you will never be wasted again.
Put in its simplest form, we are mounting a production.
Hmm?
Now, there will be no cut, no curtain,
constant improvisation.
(CHUCKLING) Well, shit.
I've been kidnapped by an experimental theatre company.
(ALL LAUGHING)
Experimental certainly.
Your audience, they won't even know they are watching.
But they will be grateful...
Kids, their parents,
innocent bystanders
who'd get a piece of shrapnel in their throat
when a bomb goes off right beside them were it not for you.
Should you want to go home, of course,
back to your, uh, pub theatres,
your lonely brilliance,
no one is stopping you.
But if you are at all intrigued by this role,
we need to ask you a final round of questions.
Tonight.
What's the character?
A terrorist.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(DOOR UNLOCKS)
DANIEL: No!
Go back.
Are you okay?
I'm here to talk to you.
I'll be fine.
Dear God, Salim, I'm so sorry.
My name is Joanna.
I'm an observer for the International Aid Alliance,
-and it is ourjob to... - Where am I?
I'm not allowed to say.
Am I still in Greece?
Have they mistreated you at all since your arrival?
Are you getting enough fruit and vegetables?
(SALIM SCOFFS)
(WHISTLING)
What is he, a puppy?
We don't have time.
This side is clean, yes?
We've got to get that drop-off location.
Look what I have.
CHARMIAN: Fire away, then, Mart.
Ask me anything.
KURTZ: Let's begin with your family.
Israeli oranges are the best in the world.
Israeli?
-(CHUCKLES) - Mmm.
It's the only good thing they have
because they were grown on Palestinian soil.
If you want to get out of solitary,
you have to pacify your enemies without betraying your friends.
I have no friends.
No one does.
Not at first.
But they will find out.
Do you have family you can write to?
I will only write to my lawyers.
Of course, but family plays better with the press.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What about your mother?
Jane Ashcroft.
- Dead? - Drunk.
Because of your father.
Because my father was a criminal, yes.
Did the school ask you to leave because of these problems?
Yeah.
It was heartless, but we didn't have money
to pay the school fees.
So, after that fall from grace...
He went to prison, and we lost everything.
Mmm.
I've been fending for myself since I was 15,
but it was the best thing that ever happened to me.
Hmm.
SHIMON: So, as soon as you could, you rebelled
to the stage and radical politics.
Oh, there are other ways of rebelling than radical politics.
Such as?
- Sex, of course. - Hmm.
The essential basis to any revolt.
We are not interested in all those failures, Charlie.
Was it your father who made you feel so angry?
- Can we take a break? - In a moment.
It must have upset you, his going to prison like that,
conning people out of their money.
It was humiliation.
The bailiffs coming in, ransacking the place,
Mum having to apply for benefits just to put food on the table.
That sort of thing didn't happen to people like us.
KURTZ: So, what did happen?
They took it all.
Everything.
My childhood, our home...
- Hmm. -...our happiness.
And where were you when your father died?
Standing in a bus shelter,
outside the prison, waiting for the gates to open.
Standing in the pissing rain.
The date?
15th of July, 1975.
Rain in July?
You've never been to England, I take it.
Was your mother there with you, Charlie, when he died?
(CRYING)
Let's take that break now.
(SALIM SINGING PALESTINIAN FOLK SONG)
(DOOR OPENS)
(CONTINUES SINGING)
(STOPS SINGING)
Who gives her the home truth?
It should come from me.
Thank you, Gadi.
MISS BACH: (ECHOING) Here you go, like you asked.
You'll have to write in English.
Otherwise, they won't let your sister read it.
These people don't allow Arabic.
My lawyers?
They responded already, dear. Last week.
Last week?
MISS BACH: Your lawyers told you to write to Fatmeh.
- I... I don't remember. - Really?
You don't remember me giving you an orange last week, either?
I remember that.
That's good.
But I'm telling you,
your lawyers told you to write to Fatmeh.
That's your sister's name, isn't it?
Fatmeh.
You'll have to tell her you're missing, at least.
(STAMMERS) She...
She already knows
if... lfl have been here a week.
Oh?
L---
I call in every three days.
Contact every three days.
But never the same way twice.
We need to tell Marty.
KURTZ: Now, I'm afraid we found some rather worrying contradictions
in what you told us, Charlie.
CHARMIAN: lthought we weren't talking politics.
KURTZ: We're not. We're talking beliefs.
The reasoning behind every one of your political choices...
Look, I don't want the world wiped out
in some dick-swinging contest between some fascist demagogues
-we've never heard of... - Yes, yes, yes, yes.
We've... We've heard all your rehearsed quotations.
Oh, piss off.
You say you're the radical soul here, Charlie.
But when are you going to go out and do something about all this talk?
Have you not the courage to steal,
to kill for these hearts and minds enslaved by your capitalist overlords?
Is that what you want, stealing and killing?
I want to know you stand by your promise.
Then stop twisting my words.
Are you recanting your stated position?
I don't have a stated position!
Oh. No commitment to activism, except that you are unaligned.
- Yes! - Peacefully unaligned, too.
You belong to the extreme centre.
Just like you're a peace-loving Israeli.
(CHARMIAN LAUGHS SARCASTICALLY)
Hmm.
- That was nothing. - Yes.
Quite an illegal nothing for someone who is anti-violence.
- Weapons training. - With dummy guns, look!
Sabotage techniques. Combat skills.
It was Al's scene. I didn't really get...
I thought it was just some cheap weekend away.
You can get ten years for this.
What? No, it wasn't like that!
I was playing. I go with the flow.
I take whatever role that is on offer, okay?
Playing-
Now, do you remember the last session,
devoted to the lamentable expansion of Zionism?
The leading performer was a Palestinian revolutionary.
Do you not recall this speaker?
I... I mean...
"The gun is my passport to my homeland.
"We are no longer refugees. We are revolutionary people."
All right, I'm superficial. I get it.
But I didn't do anything.
Didn't do anything?
No more lies, Charlie.
You say you went to this forum a couple of times.
- That correct? - It was a couple of times.
- Couple is two. - Oh, my God.
Two or three. What the hell?
I went to visit my aunt in the country a couple of times last year.
- That could be three. - Four is possible.
Five, I guess. Five.
Oh, with five, it's half a dozen.
You want to revise "couple", Charlie?
I said "a couple". I mean a couple.
And what do we make it out to be?
Six times, all documented.
Well, where does she get two from?
She's lying.
(KURTZ CHUCKLING)
Charlie deceived us.
That's so disappointing.
- That sure is. - It's a phrase.
I... I was just acting.
- Like you've been acting here. - Yes!
- All your politics, all your claims. - Yes.
Like you've acted every day
since the great fall of your criminal father!
Yes. Oh, my God!
Joseph, please tell me why any of this matters.
We know your father never went to prison, Charlie.
You never had the bailiffs in.
There was no rain on the 15th of July.
You were expelled from St. Floras
after you were caught sleeping with a local boy.
Your parents forgave you,
as they always did everything.
Then, one day, your father died of a stroke in his home.
And you were heartbroken
because, in fact, you adored your bourgeois father.
We understand how you've spun a more dramatic fiction
for your life,
one that plays in interviews and auditions,
at political forums with your so-called friends.
One that feels more like you
than the ordinary suburban reality.
And we love you for it, because we are just the same.
(GRUNTS)
(WHIMPERS) Let me go!
RACHEL: Hey, hey, hey.
(CHARMIAN SOBBING)
Did great, kid.
You just got the part.
(CHARMIAN CONTINUES SOBBING)
(MOANING)
KURTZ: Every three days?
SHIMON: That's what she said.
His last contact was two days ago.
We need to march double time.
(TELEPRINTER CLACKING)
Message from Noah Gavron.
Mmm-hmm.
"On no account will you admit to her
"that you are Israeli subjects.
"Insist that you pose as Americans."
(BOTH LAUGHING)
I love it.
Cable back, "Yes. Repeat, no."
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(KURTZ WHISTLING)
He's happy since you came back.
It's not good for him.
(KURTZ GRUNTS)
SHIMON: He's lost his stomach, I can tell.
When the moment comes, Gadi will do what is necessary.
You haven't told him about the Mercedes?
Timing is everything, Shimon.
Hmm?
I wonder how the weather is in Munich.
SALIM: We fled their tanks through the West Bank...
GADI: "We fled their tanks on the West Bank across Jordan."
SALIM: I asked my mother what was happening...
"I asked my mother what was happening..."
-...and she said to me... -"...and she said to me..."
-...to me, the youngest... -"...to me, the youngest..."
”What the Westerners did to the Jews..."
"'What the Westerners did to the Jews..."'
-"...the Zionists now do to us." -'"...the Zionists now do to us."'
RACHEL: I'm finished.
- When I was eight... -"When I was eight..."
-...I was driven from our land. -(DOOR CLOSES)
was driven from our land."
The gun and the return...
GADI: "The gun and the return,
"they are one for us."
(CHARM IAN G ROANS)
How's the lip?
Well, I'll never play the trumpet again.
(CHARMIAN CHUCKLES)
(sums)
If I'm going to do this,
I have to know what it is I'm deciding to do.
And in order to know, you first have to decide.
Well, that's just marvellous.
This job, is it dangerous?
Incredibly.
This is the secret world, Charlie.
Are you in or out?
Who am I?
You.
And who are you?
You know me as Michel.
And
are we in love?
Infatuated.
Promise me something.
If I go along with this, I want complete honesty.
So, for everything I do,
you answer a question for me in return.
So we're even.
Okay?
Wear this today.
Your hair up.
There's underwear in the bathroom.
Michel likes it when you wear bold colours.
Hmm.
That's from our lovemaking last night.
How memorable.
"If the Israelis bomb our villages with fighterjets..."
(SALIM SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON HEADPHONES)
(STOPS TAPE)
Very good.
They're still working on a drop-off location,
but we need to make a start.
GADI: From now on, everything I say and do is crucial.
We're building a fiction,
and our audience is everywhere, all the time.
Our love affair has been secret.
Last night was our first together after weeks of waiting.
The whole time you were in Greece, you were aching to join me.
That's why you gave Alistair and the others the slip.
And what about Joseph?
The creepy businessman who tried to chat you up?
Mmm.
(SCOFFS) He was nothing.
The moment you got in this car in Athens,
you were with me. Michel.
Ah.
I took you to the Acropolis that night to celebrate our reunion.
We kissed in the ruins.
I'm romantic that way.
-(SCOFFS) Hmm. - Gestural.
Not terribly into that, I'm afraid.
You've never felt like this before.
(CHUCKLES) Have I not?
Okay.
- No. - Whoa!
I disapprove of women smoking.
And I disapprove of men who disapprove of women smoking, mush.
It... It is your pleasure to obey me in these small matters.
- José, love... - Michel!
Mickey, love, I don't really see how this is gonna work.
I mean, I'm still meant to be myself,
or a credible version, right?
Exactly credible.
Hmm.Well, then.
(LOWERS WINDOW)
Chauvinist, then, this Michel?
Or some sort of wicked stereotype you lot have cooked up?
Well, he is, isn't he?
There is nothing stereotypical about me, Charlie.
One day you'll meet my sister, Fatmeh, our inspiration,
and then you will understand.
Our Palestinian women have a dignity you can't even begin to imagine.
Ah. Palestinian.
I see.
Tricky.
(SCHWILLI BLOWS)
I've checked the law firm.
Zurich, legitimate.
SCHWILLI: Just as well.
How close are you on Fatmeh's reply?
Just an envelope to go.
MISS BACH: I hope I got Fatmeh's tone right.
We need to know where he was taking that car.
MISS BACH: "No words can tell how much
”I admire the sacrifice you are making.
”But we must leave you now for the good of our cause.
"No one will forget your name or the pride we all feel in you."
FATMEH: You will become a blessed martyr,
like your brothers Fawaz and Abed.
This I swear as your sister.
And so, I pray that you are given courage
when your time comes.
Your Fatmeh.
Salim?
Is Fatmeh going to help you?
I've tried everything, but it's beyond me now.
They're sending an expert to talk to you.
(DOOR OPENS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON TAPE)
All right.
It's time.
- I'm sorry. - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Let go. Let go.
It's good that you're eating.
You'll need your strength.
(SCREAMING)
-(SCREAMING CONTINUES) -(SALIM POUNDS ON WALL)
Very good.
-(LOWERS VOLUME) - What did you say?
I said you did a very good job in there, Miss Bach.
- Thank you. - This is also equally impressive.
Tell me the details.
So...
That's Charlie's timeline, and here's Michel's.
Hmm.
We've tracked his movements using his receipts and matchbooks.
They coincide in London and Greece.
KURTZ: And while they're apart,
he writes to her to keep up the romance.
Miss Bach created some moving love ballads for me.
Oh, yes.
(SIGHS) We need to put all this back in the apartment, Marty.
They'll come looking soon.
How are we on the car's destination?
Without that, we are on the diving board,
and the pool is empty.
He's on the edge, I think.
- Hmm. - You gonna get it out of him?
(SALIM CONTINUES SCREAMING)
No.
Keep me in reserve, just in case.
So, who will be the expert?
(GREEK FOLK MUSIC PLAYING)
Mmm. Thank you.
When did I meet you,
Michel?
Although it was long before I was born,
I tell you often about AI-Nakba.
AI-Nakba'?
The Catastrophe of 1948.
The Israelis call it the War of Independence.
It's when your British betrayed us,
and the Zionists drove us from our homeland.
No, I'm not talking about your great-great-grandad.
I'm talking about you and me.
For 20 years, my father had faith in the Zionists
to see reason,
and then came the massacres of '67.
They shot him,
made me stand next to him as they did.
We fled their tanks from the West Bank across Jordan.
And I asked my mother what was happening,
and she said to me... To me, the youngest...
Oh, God.You're him.
"What the Westerners did to the Jews,
"the Zionists..."
SALIM: "...now do to us."
When I was eight, I was driven from our land.
When I was ten, I joined the Ashbal with my brothers.
- Excuse me. - Yes?
What's... What's an Ashbal? Sorry.
A children's militia.
If children can be born, they can also...
...fight.
When I was 11, I crouched in a home-made shelter
while the Jordanians poured rockets into our camp.
The gun and the return...
GADI: ...they are one for us.
That's why you chose me, then.
Because I was at that forum?
- I fell in love with you instantly. -(SIGHS)
CHARMWN: His eyes, they...
- They were... - Endless.
You look nothing like him.
GADI: It's not just what they see.
It's what you believe.
Where is he now?
Here, with you.
Is this what you're after, then?
It's perfect.
Don't confuse drama with reality, José.
That's very dangerous.
I'll remember that,
coming from a professional.
Ironic, don't you think?
The first time we met, it was me onstage and you in the audience.
CHARNHAN". You watched the matinee
and stayed for the evening performance,
and everyone saw you.
It was the longest day of my life.
(LAUGHS)
But you were excellent, though.
- Far better than the theatre deserved. - No, no.
Too late, love.
(SCOFFS)
Sorry.
- Keep the tip. - Right.
(THANKS IN GREEK)
Anna Witgen, the Swedish trash who delivered the bomb,
the one who killed the boy, Gabriel.
Where did you send her?
Does your big brother Khalil let you choose your women?
I know of no Khalil.
(CHUCKLES)
Thanks to your help, we picked him up this week.
- My help? - He's upstairs.
Shalom, Khalil. (CHUCKLES)
You don't have Khalil.
He is alive, for now.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
When you've answered my question,
I might even let you share his cell.
Nurse him a bit.
(sums)
You're on the diving board, Salim.
And the pool is empty.
Come on, what have you got for me,
so I can hold off my boss for another night?
That Mercedes...
Where were you going to drop it?
SALIM: Austria.
SHIMON: Where in Austria?
SALIM: Salzburg Train Station. (SOBBING)
(KURTZ AND MISS BACK SIGH)
SHIMON: Who was going to pick it up, and when?
SALIM: I want to see Khalil. (CONTINUES SOBBING)
Here, a gift.
Something I have already given you.
How can you give me something you've already given me?
Ah.
Heavier this time.
Not exactly my taste.
- Good. -(CHUCKLES)
It's your actual response.
We have to build this fiction as solidly as possible.
Is it real?
Look beneath, Charlie.
There was something with it in the box.
You called the number, my hotel.
But you refused to meet me anywhere but the theatre.
To return it. It's too expensive.
Yes. I'm too young to afford something like that.
(CHARMIAN CHUCKLES)
Sorry.
(CHUCKLES)
So, you arrived at the theatre after-hours.
We met in the bar, when everything had closed,
in a corner.
Behind you, I could see the empty stage.
You took the box from your pocket,
and you pushed it across the table to me.
I need you to have it. My Joan.
CHARMIAN: (CHUCKLES) I'm not a saint.
People get crushes on actors all the time.
You're special.
Yeah, we're all special, love.
No. Just some of us.
I am.
(CHARMIAN CHUCKLES)
Which is why I recognize it in you.
(CHARMIAN SIGHS)
What are you doing?
SALIM: Falling in love with you.
(CHARMIAN LAUGHING)
Infinitely.
How much of this is you?
Is that your one question?
Mmm... Mmm-mmm.
Are you really divorced?
She couldn't leave Jerusalem.
I couldn't live in Israel.
Why?
Not exactly my taste.
Why?
One question at a time.
(GROANS)
So, does it play, Charlie?
Just about.
Enough for me to take you to dinner
in my hotel room?
Cheeky bugger.
To the second night of our honeymoon.
You're only supposed to toast if you're drinking, too.
Where's all this leading to, José?
To bed.
Great. I love bed.
You're shy, aren't you?
(GADI SCOFFS)
GADI: Michel has slept with many women.
So?
So, we fuck.
Yeah, why not?
(CHARMIAN LAUGHING)
GADY. Why not?
CHARMIAN: How is he?
GADY. Well, you tell me.
CHARM IAN: Enthusiastic.
But he lacks technique.
GADI: After we have sex, we sleep
with this under the pillow, always.
I let you put a gun under there?
It thrills you.
Really?
Getting what you want puts you in a bad mood, doesn't it?
(TURNS ON TAPE)
Sleep.
(CHARM IAN SCOFFS)
SALIM: With Al-Nakba, the British began a war
for which they have not yet been held to account.
GAIN: AI-Nakba.
SALIM: Just as they dispersed the people of Palestine,
so shall we punish them in their diaspora
and declare our agony to the world.
(sums)
A telegram for Room 24.
Oh.
GADY. She's not ready.
Then get her ready, Gadi.
(KURTZ CLEARS THROAT)
(WAITRESS AND PAUL SPEAKING GERMAN)
Forgive me.
Frau Schulmann was furious.
(CHUCKLES) Mmm.
We are on our way, Paul.
I can feel it in my bones.
I'll just need one more favour
-from the Austrian authorities now. -(SIGHS)
It was no small task clearing the last shipment.
And you will reap no small rewards, I promise.
You have an eye for detail, Paul. We both know it.
It was you who picked this excellent cafe, didn't you?
Baumkuchen, a German delicacy.
It is, I think, the best baumkuchen in all the country.
Really?
Hmm.
A bit dry.
For the best, you really must go to Fllissen.
-(CHUCKLES) - Details, Paul.
I have more news.
Hmm?
Of Anna Witgen.
The blonde bombshell.
I tracked her movements in the lead-up to the explosion.
It turns out she rented rooms
one night in Maribor, Slovenia,
and then she spent some time in Salzburg
before she came to Bad Godesberg.
Salzburg, Austria.
Yes.
The birthplace of Mozart.
It can't be.
These people never use the same location twice.
PAUL: Are you saying I've been given false information?
KURTZ: No, I have.
The last favour you asked me,
it was so difficult to help you.
I'm sorry.
GADI: The first night we spent together in London,
we made love.
And I told you my real name.
It's not Michel. Salim.
A great secret.
Why did you tell me that?
Because I trust you.
You will become my latest recruit.
And once you have proven yourself,
my network will reach out to you,
and you will enter its ranks.
Enter its ranks?
I will stay close to you every step of the way.
Your make-up.
Oh! Michel loves it.
And he doesn't mind me taking my time, either.
- Really? - Mmm.
Well, we might as well have a little fun while we're at it.
(LAUGHS) Ah.
CHARMIAN: So, what happens now?
GADI: First, I set you a very important test.
CHARMIAN: Mmm-hmm.
To pass, you must drive this car for the next 800 miles,
all the way across the Yugoslav border and into Austria.
(SCOFFS)
Great.
I've never been to Austria before.
Alone.
You said you'd be close.
I will be, but not in the car.
And once you reach Salzburg Train Station,
I'll find you again.
Hmm.
But there's one more thing.
Of course.
GADI: Turn right at the end.
From here, you'll be driving that car.
What's the difference?
There's just papers in there, love.
Nothing sinister.
The point is, you've promised to do this for Michel here.
Now, if there's any trouble, you're on your own.
It's Russian Semtex, divided into bricks...
Gad“.!
...hidden in the interior panel.
Enough for a dozen bombs.
Is this real?
It's real.
What are you gonna use it for?
To kill Jews throughout Europe.
And just as they dispersed the people of Palestine,
so shall we punish them in their diaspora
and declare our agony to the world.
I ask you to do this, Charlie.
For me.
For love.
For our great revolution.
To prove that you are as special as I believe.
This is your debut in the theatre of the real.
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