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01x04 - Episode 4

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Jerusalem". Aired: May 12, 2022.*
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Police officer Amir navigates religious tensions in Jerusalem's Old City when Muslim and Jewish holy days coincide, some seeking to ignite conflict.

01x04 - Episode 4

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Have you ever seen such a clean cut?
- It was a serious knife.

The k*ller knew
what he was doing.

Why did you slaughter that kid?
- He was already dead when I arrived.

Want us to sell the debt to one
of the families we work with? Fine.

I'm on it. I'll get the
money. Give me two days.

You know I hate owing
money to those b*stards.

God damn it!

I have a buyer outside the walls, who
pays 350K per kilo. You do the math.

Cut the rope!

Look at his soles.
Where are the footprints?

Weird, isn't it?

Sana...

You gave her the
Bar Mitzvah money.

Hate to press you, but I need the money.
- You'll get the money. Save the date.

Have you been drinking?
- Don't make a big deal.

Karni, he's waiting for me.
- You're not going in there like this.

Go away.

What property are you talking about?
- Honestly, I don't know.

The Russians come with full pockets.
- 10,000 before we even start talking.

Remind your bosses at the
church about the agreement.

- They are not my bosses.

I thought again about your
offer, and my answer is still no.

Thank you anyway.

He burned the flag, you saw it.
- What were you gonna do?

I want my parents to be proud
of me. I have to do something big.

She doubts it was suicide,
and she won't let up.

What she doubts doesn't
matter, only what she can prove,

and that option will be buried
along with him in a few hours.

I think I found a solution.
- She won't go against the Waqf's decision.

I spoke to her. She'll sign for an
autopsy once she's here. Only problem is,

she can't leave the Territories,
she's denied entry by the GSS.

Okay, I'll make some calls.

The widow wants to
sign for an autopsy.

Relax, Salma Bsharat
is denied entry into Israel.

Keep it that way.

Hello?

- I was approved entry, but I'll
arrive only tomorrow morning.

Someone has to ID the body at the morgue
so that there's no mix up, God forbid.

You don't believe it was suicide either.
- Don't screw this up, Salah.

"In the Name of Allah, the Most
Compassionate, Most Merciful."

"Allah is my savior..."

What's wrong?
- It's not him!

With our spirit and our
blood we will free you, Riad!

[ARABIC] With our
spirit and our blood

we will free you, Riad!

Allahu akbar!

Stop or I'll sh**t! Stop!

For Riad!
- Allahu akbar!

f*cking police!

Sit here!

Let me see, Eitan.

Officer down! I
need urgent help!

We're somewhere in Saadiye.

Eitan, put pressure on the eye.

Wear your helmet.

You'll be fine, stay with me.

We're here!

Climb up to the building's roof.

Eitan, are you okay?

Come on...

I hope you have a good reason
for the trick you pulled here.

I needed to find a
way to buy some time.

I didn't tell you so
you don't get in trouble.

You should report me, so it
isn't traced back to you somehow.

As far as I know,
Salah was behind it.

The price to pay for
these mistakes is too high,

and those who pay it usually
have nothing to do with it.

At least now there's a chance she'll arrive
on time. Salma texted me she's on her way.

I don't know who you
called, but it worked.

Where was he taken?
- Ein Karem hospital.

Seems like he lost an eye.

You b*tch! It's your fault Eitan is hurt!
- Calm down!

Nobody meant for this to happen.
- Why are you defending her?!

Galia, calm down!

You should go change,
we'll wrap things up here.

b*tch...

See? I'm telling you, she'll bury us all!
- We have a bigger problem.

Salma's on her way
to sign for the autopsy.

How did she get approved?
- The question's not how, but who? And why?

Yes?

- There are goats in the city.
Efi's planning a sacrifice ceremony.

Damn... how'd they get them in?
- Beats me, but we're screwed. -I'm coming.

Listen, it's crucial that
Salma goes through us first.

- Okay.

"Israel Police, David Precinct"

What they did to our brother,
Riad the Shahid [martyr]

is deliberate
dishonor. Humiliation!

We mustn't keep quiet.

To those just joining us,

the person next to Salah is
the Turkish Consul Emet Azal,

who's been waiting for a reason to
ignite the area. And what do we do?

sh**t ourselves not in the leg, but in
the head, a week before the holidays.

We know what happened there.
Mr. Salah f*cked us over in broad daylight.

Why aren't we arresting him?

- We'd love to, but the
Attorney's Office says

we've got nothing on him, that
it's considered "human error".

Remember, he's Riad's successor.

He's an endangered animal now,
he'd gladly be arrested. It'd cause a riot.

And the funeral? We've
gotta bury him fast.

- We sent forces to Abu
Kabir to get the body.

It'll take 2-3 hours. It won't
be a quiet funeral anymore.

There's another thing. His widow
called me. She's on her way here.

And I understand she'll want an autopsy.
- That's exactly why we don't wait.

We'll bury the body as soon as
it gets here. Talk with Abdullah.

- He's trapped.

He was personally
humiliated yesterday.

And there's another problem.
This is from an hour ago.

They're planning a
sacrifice ceremony today.

- Where did that come from?

They wouldn't do it or publish it in
broad daylight unless they had approval.

They had to get something for shutting
down the yeshiva and burning the flag.

We can't handle a ceremony
like that and Riad's funeral.

That's why you're a precinct. A
one square kilometer precinct!

The Waqf won't be able to overlook
both switching the bodies and this.

This sh*t isn't up
to me, but I'll try.

"Sacrifice ceremony itinerary"

If Mom knew you're
smoking again, she'd k*ll you.

What do you want to do?

Only because you're my son.

Otherwise, it's you we'd
be mourning right now.

You know how you
made me look yesterday?

Riad didn't commit suicide.

The Jews k*lled him and must
pay. I had to do something.

And you think that
violence solves anything?

Rivers of blood flowed
through these alleys.

Did that ever help us?

His body is on its way, and
we'll bury it as soon as it arrives.

It won't happen so fast.

Salma is on her way.

She wants an autopsy.

Why?
- To reveal the truth.

What truth? That he was corrupt?

You believe that lie that
he sold land to the Jews?

I believe what I know,

and I know he lived
like a Saudi sheikh.

How'd he get that money? Working
as a community center manager?

Isn't it the same money you
used to send me to Oxford?

You could've been my successor.

You think I'd want that? You're
compliant. You got used to getting scraps.

That's why this is
happening to us.

I'm summoning the Mufti
for an urgent meeting tonight.

You'll pay for this oversight.

Yes?

- Are you planning to spring
any other surprises on me?

Abu Salah, I swear I didn't
know about the goats or Salma.

You're losing control. I
can't trust you anymore.

You know me better than
that, I can resolve this.

I'll manage the goat sacrifice,
but you have to manage Salma.

Salah summoned the Mufti
tonight, at the time of Efi's ceremony.

Remember that if the
goat loses its head, so will I.

I'll sway Salma off the autopsy,

but if I hear you
failed with Efi,

I'll make her a saint.

Damn it.

From the checkpoint south of
Ramallah. She really did enter Israel.

I don't know who
approved her, but it's not us.

- Who then?

There are plenty of
idiots around there.

Or, someone top-brass,
there's no middle ground.

Okay, thanks, bro.

No, I'm not family, he's my officer
and I wanted to know how he is.

Okay, thanks.

He's going into surgery
now. I hope he'll be okay.

He's strong, he'll pull through.

Did Salma contact you?

She said she'd call
once she's inside the city.

Okay, keep me posted, she
shouldn't be here on her own.

I want to show you something.

Recognize him?

It's Shaul.

Notice the time and date.

He goes up to the roof,
jumps over the wall,

and ends up near the
storeroom's back door.

And? Kills Riad and
makes it look like a suicide?

Maybe.

Maybe he didn't mean to k*ll
him, but he panicked. I don't know.

All I know is, he had the ability,
the motive, and he was there.

You know what happens
if anyone hears this theory?

It turns mega-nationalistic
in seconds. This

morning'll look like
a walk in the park.

And if it's true?

I've known him since he was a kid.
- People change.

Tell me when she calls you. The
Waqf better not get to her before us.

You have no doubt?
You're sure it was suicide?

I'm sure he's dead and
that I can't change that.

But I can try to make sure it
hurts the least amount of people.

So you're not sure.

She hasn't passed through
here. This is the last gate,

meaning, she
still hasn't entered.

If we miss her, we're screwed.

It's that b*tch Shira.

They should've left bleeding
in Judea and Samaria.

Haven't you heard the story?

After she ratted
out those officers,

some hilltop youths attacked her
and beat her to a pulp. No cops arrived.

Luckily for her, and sadly for us,
an IDF patrol passed through there.

I'm sure Amir knows
what he's doing.

Have you two made up?
- So so.

You understand everything came crashing
down on him at once. Rasmi, Riad...

We all have our bad days.

Don't forget, you were in the
dumps when he took you on.

- I haven't.

But I have a feeling
he's forgotten us.

What does he want now?

You're late.
- Really? What are you, my gynecologist?

I need the goods. -You'll get them.
- When? I can't wait any longer.

Then go to the police.

Maybe I should.
- Is that a threat?

It's supposed to reach
those who paid for it.

I must deliver it
today, I have no choice.

I didn't return it because I
don't have the full amount.

I sold some of it.
- So pay him back.

Enough with the damn gambling!
- You think I enjoy it?!

I spoke to Samuel, he
promised to try to help.

- Is that so?

Firing in every direction, huh?
- Buzz off!

Damn it...

Let's see what happens
Sunday and take it from there.

Shira.

I heard this morning was tough.

At least you're okay.
- Not really.

You know you can turn to me about anything.
- Barak!

Gotta go.

I was looking for you.

- You found me. Efi won't
postpone the ceremony.

You can pull the plug on
him if you really want to.

- Is that so?

I can only annoy the
PM's base so much,

plus, an Evangelist delegation
is joining the ceremony.

So, we're screwed.

- Speaking of which,
why'd you let the widow in?

What are you talking about?
- I checked, the top-brass approved it.

Why do you think it involves me?
- Don't know. Maybe you can tell me.

Are you actually
interrogating me?

Just making sure there
are no issues I don't know of.

Someone brought her here.
- Screw you, I've got no issues.

You will, once they start
digging and link Riad to Rasmi.

I cleaned myself before I left.
If anyone gets screwed, it's you.

Did Salma call you?

The idea was you'd switch the
bodies so she can be here it in time,

and instead of thanking me,
you throw us under the bus.

Protests need fuel, the
higher the octane, the better.

Thank you for what? For doing your job?
- People could've died!

A cop is in the ICU! We're not extras!
- We're all extras here!

You, me, my father, everyone.

You must be a great lawyer if
you can sell yourself this bullshit.

Salma isn't answering,
and the body is on its way.

If she's late, I bury him.

You can't get there
from any direction.

This is the only way to
make them disappear,

but it seems impossible.

Who are you calling?
- The city vet.

I hear there are
issues with Abed.

I took some of the
goods to repay my debt.

Lost that too, I'm sorry.

Yes? -How's it going, Rafi?
- Alright, how are you?

I have a few goats in the Jewish
Quarter that must be removed ASAP.

What's wrong with them?
- How should I know?

Hoof and mouth, mad cow, you're the
vet, you choose, just get them outta here.

I'll send a team tomorrow.
- No, now, it's urgent.

Hope this works.

What about Abed?
- I'll handle it.

I've located Salma. She's
on her way to the library.

Stay on her tail, I'll have
someone pick her up.

Abdullah, we found her.

Sorry for your loss.

Sorry for the timing,
but I have only little time.

I was in the middle of a very
big deal with your husband,

and I want very
much to finish it quick.

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

I'm talking about 8 million
Euros I already gave to him.

I have the other 2 million here
with me. I need to close the deal.

Your name is signed
on the receipts.

I will be in contact with you.

Who was that?

My aunt.

Are you here to arrest
me? I have a permit.

It's hard to tell if the
dog is wagging the tail

or the tail is wagging the dog.

The last meal?

Isn't it kind of cruel to feed
them before slaughtering them?

Not as cruel as shutting down a yeshiva in
Jerusalem, right before the Fast of Tevet.

Would you think that
if you were a goat?

Why were you outside Riad's
storeroom on Sunday night?

I couldn't fall asleep,
so I went for a walk.

So you where at that place
on that night by chance?

I checked, and didn't see you
going there in the last weeks.

Yes.

So it has nothing to do with
shutting down the yeshiva

and burning the flag the same
day? A mere coincidence?

Yes.

Doesn't coincidence
contradict faith?

I don't believe in
coincidences either.

Why were you there, Shaul?

What are you doing here?

Shira, investigations
officer. Nice to meet you.

I know who you are.

You're a walking BDS
banner, posing as a Jew.

You accused three Jewish boys
who were defending themselves.

The court ruled otherwise.
- Sure, as if the court is objective.

What do you want from my son?
- A few answers.

About the goats? We
have all the permits.

Your Arab friends will
have to deal with it. Let's go.

And if you ever talk to my son again
without my permission, I'll finish you.

You're threatening a public servant.
- Not my public. Let's go.

Here you go.

True, we've had our
differences, but it wasn't personal.

It pains me that I
couldn't help him.

You dragged me here
forcefully just to tell me that?

What do you want from me?

I want what's best for everyone.

What do you want?
- Justice.

I can offer you
an honorable life.

We'll give Riad
a dignified burial,

and ensure that you get compensation
and the monthly pension you're entitled to.

Or else...?

If you keep insisting on an
autopsy, it'll raise questions

about his involvement
in two m*rder cases

and about his source of income.
Embezzlements, betrayals.

It's all a lie!

I don't know.
Either it is or it isn't.

But, does the
truth really matter?

The truth is meaningless. Everyone
does whatever they want with it.

There's a reality,

and in the reality
you wish to go by,

the only thing you'll be left
with is a tarnished name,

for yourself and for
his entire dynasty.

Abu Amar...

It'll be a beautiful
funeral, I promise.

Look. This was taken
a few minutes ago.

The police is doing
nothing. We can't respond.

How'd it go?
- I did my part. What about yours?

I'm on it. What did she say?

Prepare the men.

What did he say?

If we don't stop the ceremony,
there'll be w*r, not a funeral.

So we're relying
on the city vet now?

Evangelists or not,
I won't take that risk.

You expect the PM to tell them to f*ck
off because he can't control Jerusalem?

Last I checked, we were in charge here.
- This isn't an election campaign.

If we lose the Waqf's
support now, we lose the city.

Had you arrested Riad on time, he'd
be alive and we wouldn't be in this mess.

You realize what that b*stard
just did? He sacrificed us.

"From Faras: Salma is here"

Amir...

We must stop the goat sacrifice.
- I know.

It's got to be
faster and sharper.

It's ready.

I'm sure you'll do it perfectly.

Thanks.

Any idea how she
managed to bypass the GSS?

It's a special drink.

For real men.

Is that a GL*CK?



How much does it weigh?
- Have no idea. Around 500-600 grams.

How do you know things about this g*n?
- I like g*ns.

Have you ever k*lled anyone?

No.

Who gave this to you?

You got the quiet funeral you
wanted. What more do you want?

I can close the case as a work-related
accident. His name won't be tarnished.

Suddenly you care
about his name?

I'm just trying to help.
- You? Help?

She won't sign. Maybe
you'll convince her.

Hi, I'm Shira, we spoke.
I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you for helping me get in.
- It was Amir's doing, actually.

Are you okay? I
was looking for you,

where were you?
- Arranging the funeral.

I thought you wanted the autopsy.
- I changed my mind.

May I ask why?
- What's the difference?

Is someone threatening
you? If so, we can protect you.

No, you can't.

Someone scared her, threatened
her. I want to know who she met with.

Don't you get that she's the victim
of power struggles in Al Aqsa?

A police officer is in the hospital
because of this, and she won't sign?!

He's there because of
your mistake, nothing else.

If you involve Abdullah or Salah in this,
it'll be another mistake you can't fix.

From Karni: "I'm waiting
for you at the entrance"

At least she made it to her husband's
funeral. That's something, too.

Listen, I'm sorry
about yesterday.

Why didn't you tell me
that Rasmi was m*rder*d?

I'm so sorry.

Why? How did it happen?
- I'd rather not talk about it.

Everything set for tomorrow?
- There's nothing to set, it's just us.

You should've told me.

I think I'll get him new Tefillin.
- I doubt he'd want that.

I have only the arm piece, the
Rabbi is still fixing the head piece.

Want to grab a
bite to eat later on?

We have to visit his orthopedic
surgeon. I couldn't reschedule.

I got a call from
the restaurant.

Without a down payment, they
can't reserve next Thursday for us.

I know, I'm on it.
- Let's just drop it. -No.

He deserves it.

I've got this.
- Okay.

Call if you need anything.

Hello?
- Garbed,

it's still happening, yes? -Yes, of course.
- Okay, so tell your Russian

that if I don't get the money
from him today, the deal is off.

Salah?
- Huh?

Did you get the goats out?
- No, they've got permits.

I don't care. Find
a way around them.

Amir, this isn't some dingy
butcher shop that I can bust at will.

I know Efi isn't some dingy butcher
shop, I'm not asking you to use force...

There are laws here. I'm under
the City Comptroller's scrutiny as it is.

Sorry, can't help you with this.

You m*therf*cker, did you forget
which side your bread is buttered on?

You owe me, Rafi.
- Sorry. Bye. -Rafi!

What's up, bro?
- How's it going?

Go play, sweetie, I'll
be right there, okay?

What a jackass...

His wallet, watch and ring.

We still have his phone,
it'll take some time.

I thought you'd want those.

Is this his office?
- Yes.

There's an old library and a community
center for underprivileged children.

What did you think he was?

You made him into a monster.

He was charged with this.

They say he k*lled himself.

Don't you want to know
what really happened to him?

I know what happened to him.

Riad didn't k*ll anyone or himself.
- Is it a conspiracy?

Ask Amir.

He once already tried to frame him with
a m*rder, but it must've worked this time.

If you don't mind, I'm busy.

Now I see how you got here.

I'm sorry, Salma,

for failing to protect him.
I loved him like a brother.

It's not your fault. He flew too
close to the sun. He knew that.

When is the funeral?
- Right after the autopsy.

I brought the papers.

I asked the Turkish Consul
to send their pathologist.

It won't take long.

And if I don't sign it?

Many will wonder why, and
assume you work with the police.

Perhaps hiding something,
or getting something in return.

From Samuel:

"Israel Entry Permit"

I know my father spoke to
you, but he's no longer relevant.

Trust me.

Do it for Riad.

Riad is dead. I'm
doing this for my son.

That's not Riad would've wanted.
- But it's what I want.

My son is waiting for me.

Your son will live with
this shame forever.

At least he'll live!

Salah!

You bring him here to threaten
me after offering me protection?

You're just as bad
as everyone else.

Let's go, sweetie.

She knew you could go all the way.
- All the way to what?

Thanks.
- Bye.

You did this?

Yes.

It wasn't easy,

but a widow must be
allowed to bury her husband.

Why did you do it?

Riad made a real estate
deal in west Jerusalem

with a partner I
was not familiar with,

and that partner disappeared
with all the money, unfortunately.

Unfortunately for you?

It was my money.

Riad came to me, he needed
funding, and I gave him a loan.

He was about to go
bankrupt. That's the reason

he wanted to sell the
library to the Russians.

What Russians? What
are you talking about?

About the Russian
character who visited you.

The fact is, I also offered to buy
it, but we wouldn't sell it to me.

There is a way out, Salma.

Yes? How?

Sell me the property,
the loan will be forgiven,

and you'll even have
some money to start over.

And you'll give it to the Jews?

That's why Riad
didn't sell to you,

so why do you think I will?

Because the moment
Abdullah, Salah or the Greeks

hear about the deal
with the Russians,

your son will become an orphan.

And that, I believe, is the
happy version of the story.

I want the "golden
package", all of it.

It's all here.

Passports, resident visas.

Find the paperwork.

The name of the company
is "Herolde der Erlosung".

You are the owner,
under your maiden name.

Just a few signatures and all
you will have left to do is to choose

between the East Coast
and the West Coast.

Just one more thing.

There needs to be an autopsy.
- What?

People deserve to know
what really happened to him.

Sadly, we couldn't stop
the damned ceremony.

Meaning, we have to split our
forces between that and the funeral,

which is going to
be super violent.

Didn't we have a deal with the Waqf?
- We did, before the goat issue.

I spoke with Salma, she
signed the autopsy consent.

Good. It'll buy us some time.
- Get the body back to Abu Kabir

before she changes her mind. I
want all forces at the ceremony.

How could you let her sign
it? Couldn't stand the heat?

I told you I'd handle the ceremony.
- I don't see you stopping it,

and I had nothing to do with Salma.
- Then why did she sign it?

Because she realized
I'm finished, thanks to you.

I'll have to report to the Mufti
and the Head of the Islamic Council

for trusting you!

God damn it...
- You believe him?

He preferred the
autopsy over this funeral.

It's not him, it's Salah.

What's the difference?
We're finished.

Faras, it's all on me.

If this gets out, I promise
you guys won't take the heat.

We were there too, we all
left the storeroom together.

The autopsy will
conclude it was m*rder.

Then we'll find them a m*rder*r.

We were the only ones there.
- Exactly.

We know there are cameras
there, so why would we do it?

Someone got in after we
left, from the back alley.

Where do you want to look for him?
- Where she'll manage to find him,

but it's got to be a criminal
act, no other motive.

We're ready.

What do you think?

"Meat is m*rder"

According to the
sacrifice tractate,

we sacrifice despite
the lack of a Temple.

The duty to offer a sacrifice

does not depend on the physical
existence of the Holy Temple.

This rule takes
into account a reality

in which the rebuilding
of the Temple

is delayed by the authorities and
infected by politics and corruption.

Today's ceremony should
remind all decision makers

that they cannot stop us
from rebuilding the Temple.

Amen!
- Amen!

We will never give up!

Ever!

Salah and the Mufti
are on their way.

He's telling everyone that you
caved in and called off the funeral

because he threatened you.
- What?

I was sure he convinced her.

I guess I misjudged her.

Can't we stop the
sacrifice ceremony?

The main roads are
swarming with cops.

"From Amir: A surprise
awaits you outside"

What happened?

- We where with the goats, and
suddenly a pack of tree-huggers

came out of nowhere...
they were strong, Efi.

- Meat is m*rder -

I want those goats back, now!
They're probably still inside the city.

Happy holiday.
- Thank you.

How is your father doing?
- Good, thank God.

Send him my regards.
- Thank you.

Peace be upon you.
- Upon you be peace.

Good to see you.

Good evening.

Good evening. I saved
the best part for you.

What's the emergency?

I need the drugs, now.

Or else?

You'll have to answer
to whoever paid for them.

Sorry. It's either
me or you guys.

The incision goes
from left to right,

but the knife is
what's interesting.

It's no ordinary knife, it's a
professional commando knife.

Not something
you'd find in a store.

You think it could be used by the IDF?
- Very likely, perhaps in an elite unit.

When is Riad's autopsy?
- In a few hours.

We're waiting for the Turks' pathologist.
- Okay, thanks.

Can you send me Rasmi's report?
- Within the hour.

"Riad Bsharat, the
Muslim Brotherhood"

"Riad Bsharat"

"A young cleric, Riad Bsharat,"

"was arrested for a m*rder
committed last week in the Old City"

"Operations: The wounded
officer isn't doing well"

Tough day?

May I?

They told me that you like this.

Between us, I don't
understand why.

What property are
we talking about?

Kiril.

My name is Kiril.
Nice to meet you.

The Greeks followed me.

I need to know that there is
somebody I can call if I need.

And I need to know
which property it is.

You will know, I promise.

I can bring my people here,

but I'm sorry to say, they
are not men of faith like me.

I would not want this simple
buy to turn into a bloodbath.

Be available.

"To Karni: I've got the down
payment for the restaurant"

"From Faras: We're ready"

For f*ck's sake...

I was sure those
b*stards came to k*ll me.

I guess you didn't
understand me.

This isn't the full amount.

Explain it to me
later, in custody.

Custody? For what?

m*rder.