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Three calling One, do you hear?
One, do you hear?
I hear you.
Elie, it's Menashe.
Leaving airport. Long trip ahead.
Disappearing until further notice.
Don't try to find me.
Got it.
What's that?
Oh, no!
I really don't need a storm.
Enough, enough, enough!
That's all we needed.
Oh, stop it!
What's going on here?
I think we took a wrong turn.
I haven't taken this road in ages.
They built roads, interchanges. They've driven me crazy!
What's this? Never seen this before.
Do you know where we are? I don't anymore.
You're not allowed to smoke, but you can if you want.
Where are the kibbutzes, the collective farms?
They were everywhere. Did the earth swallow them up?
Not even a gas station. We're running on empty.
That's one plague the Torah doesn't mention.
I can't see a thing.
Elie.
Elie, do you hear me?
Elie, Menashe here. Do you hear me?
What's going on here?
What is this place?
Elie, talk to me. We lost our way.
What am I gonna do now?
Where do I go now? How do I get home?
Elie, Elie, where are you?
Elie, where are you?
Where?
Where am I?
Where am I?
"THE TIME THAT REMAINS"
"Chronicle of a Present Absentee"
Mister!
Where are you heading?
Arab Liberation Army. Going to liberate Tiberias.
Tiberias is that way.
Hey, mister!
Where are you going?
Tiberias!
Don't bother. It's been liberated.
What's in that direction?
Haifa.
Hey, brother!
Where to?
Where you from, brother?
I'm from Iraq.
Welcome. Have a seat.
People of Galilee, the hour of liberation has come.
The Israeli Defense Army is here
to halt the advance of criminal gangs
falsely calling themselves a "liberation army."
Residents of Galilee,
lay down your arms and raise the white flag.
The hour of your liberation has come.
Rid yourselves of the armed gangs
who are oppressing you
and help the Israeli Army
to bring peace to this part of Palestine.
Your Honor, Mr. Mayor,
you are required to sign the official surrender,
which states:
"Nazareth unconditionally surrenders to the Israeli Army.
All combatants from all Arab states
will be surrendered to the Army.
All arms and ammunition will be surrendered to the Israeli Army.
The military commander is authorized
to sentence any transgressor to death at his sole discretion.
The Mayor will stay in charge of civil affairs.
However, the army is the only jurisdiction
to determine what is civil or military.
Israel recognizes the civil and equal rights of Nazarenes,
regardless of race, language, or religion."
Mr. Mayor, sign here, please.
What's the date?
July 16th...
1948.
Thank you very much, Your Honor.
And now you are kindly requested to join us for a photo
of this historic moment.
Photo.
Grand Mufti Husseini, crush them!
With thy sword transfix them!
Victory is ours!
They've been brought to their knees!
An honorable man has two aims:
to die fighting or achieve victory.
I want no life if we're not respected in our land.
If our words are not heard echoing in the world,
I shall carry my soul in my palm,
tossing it into the cavern of death.
Either a life to gladden the hearts of friends
or a death to torture the hearts of foes.
An announcement for the residents of Nazareth.
A curfew has been imposed
as of now and until further notice.
All transgressions will be punished.
Attention, attention!
Nazareth has surrendered to the Israeli Army.
A curfew has been decreed.
A car will take us to the border.
I couldn't find a truck.
Just take essentials.
What about Olga?
Your sister's stuck in Jerusalem.
She'll manage by herself.
Fuad, hear me.
We're leaving for a couple of days
until things become clearer.
My mother's too old to stay here the way things are.
Don't worry. Everything will turn out okay.
"A couple of days"?
Fuad...
I'm not a young man anymore.
My chances of marrying are getting slimmer.
My family needs me. The country's lost.
There's nothing left to fight for.
Meaning?
Meaning...
one has to accept one's destiny, Fuad.
Your gun.
Read it to me.
"Fuad, my love.
Anis has decided we'll leave for Amman
until things calm down.
You know how hard this is for me.
You are distraught at what is happening to our homeland.
Forgive me for taking this step at this difficult time.
I have never wanted to add to your burden,
but my only consolation, as I disappear from your life,
would be if you considered laying down your arms.
By doing so, you would calm your mother's worries and mine.
Take care of yourself and of your health.
Watch over your dear sister Nadia,
and lastly, stay faithful to our love and our homeland.
Eternally yours, Thuraya."
There's a wounded man out there.
Where are you going?
Someone's been shot. Do we leave him out there?
We'll help him. But your gun stays here.
Watch out. They're around.
Where are you going?
Home.
Which neighborhood are you from?
Not from here. I'm from Bisan.
What brought you all the way here?
They dumped everyone from Bisan by truck at the border.
So I ran away
and hid in a neighboring village.
Each time I got to a town, they were already there.
But I never imagined I'd find them already here.
Now I don't know where to go.
I'll come back for you when things calm down.
Go. I'll manage on my own.
Halt! Face the wall!
Count to three, then run.
One, two,
three!
Where does your pal live?
Where does he live?
Open up!
Don't move! Hands up!
Are you Fuad Suleiman?
Come with me.
Nobody move!
He's the gun maker.
Get outta here. Go home.
Get lost!
I'll wait for my cousin. We'll go together.
Together?
Together!
Why don't you go, bring a casket,
then you can go "together"!
Go home!
Get lost or I'll shoot!
Count to ten,
while you decide to tell us where the guns are hidden.
If you get to ten, I'll blow your head off.
Count.
One...
two...
Three,
four,
five...
Ten.
My dear Nadia,
everyone sends you their regards.
Fuad is a lot better. His chest is hurting less.
The doctor told him to stop smoking
and not to go fishing on cold nights.
Elia is fine.
His grades at school are excellent,
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