Tehran (טהרן)

Tamar, listen to me. Mohammadi is on his way.

Get the hell out of there now!

Is he dead?

You killed him! You killed him!

You killed him!

My boy…

You killed him!

Calm down, my love.

I don't want anything anymore.

- I don't want to live anymore. - Come here.

Dear God, help me.

I'm very sorry, but I must ask you to disperse in an orderly manner.

Thank you, all. Return to your homes.

Yes?

Faraz, I'm on my way to the crash site.

Yes. What a tragedy.

Something about it doesn't add up. The boy was a gifted driver.

So, what do you think?

That it wasn't an accident. And that Ali didn't commit suicide.

But now that Ali is dead,

you are our top expert on Mossad.

I need your help.

Yes, sir.

Absolutely.

…of the newly-appointed commander in chief

of the Revolutionary Guard Corps,

the Supreme Leader's office released a statement offering condolences.

Peyman Mohammadi--

Why?

I begged you not to do this.

Tamar, it was the right thing to do.

You killed an innocent man.

No one in that family is innocent!

Right, 'cause he had a crush on me.

You're the one who switched the leech to the wrong fucking car.

Milad was following my orders. If anyone is guilty, it's me.

Why didn't you abort? There was no way it was gonna work.

It's him.

So, what happens next?

What does the brain say?

- No decision has been made yet. - You're gonna let him live.

They're about to discover that today was no accident.

And soon, they'll figure out the rest.

And then, I'll be executed.

We will try to get you and Nahid out of the country.

Don't insult me.

I'm telling you now.

Unless you finish the job, none of you will leave Iran alive.

Now is not the time to make threats, Faraz.

If you have an idea, we are listening.

Tomorrow, before the funeral,

family and friends will gather at Mohammadi's house.

They asked me to be on the lookout for any Mossad activities there.

Peyman's body will be kept at the pool house outside the villa.

At some point, Mohammadi will ask to be alone with his son.

That will be our chance.

There's an underground passage. It will take you straight to him.

What do you say?

We've come too far to turn back now.

Fine.

I'll do it.

All right. I'll call Tel Aviv.

They'll get cold feet.

If not now, at the very last moment.

Even if they back down, the bastard needs to die.

For our sake, and for the sake of Iran.

Moving on the man at his son's funeral, it will be a diplomatic nightmare.

Wars have been started for less.

As soon as Sepah finds out how Peyman died,

we will never have this kind of access to Mohammadi again.

He's a broken man.

If we play it right,

we could cut a quick deal with him through the Americans.

He will not break. He will not back down.

That is a professional opinion.

He is not the type.

I know the type.

Well, then you know what he's capable of unless we eliminate him.

My answer is no. You had your chance, Marjan.

You had more than one, and you failed.

Worse, even. You made a mess.

Begin evacuation protocols immediately.

That's final.

Well?

We have a green light.

If you think I killed him on purpose,

then you don't know me at all.

I know.

I'm scared.

Me too.

I don't trust the Mossad.

And I don't trust Faraz.

If things go bad, you know what to do.

Yeah.

Nahid, darling, I need you to come to Peyman's funeral with me.

Faraz, no. Please, it's too hard.

There'll be so many people. The whole situation--

Nahid! Don't argue with me.

Say you'll do it.

My Nahid,

It's not safe here. I want you near me.

It's the only way I can protect you. You see?

Please.

INVISIBLE WOUNDS

PROF. HASSAN MONTAZEMI WAS BORN IN TEHRAN IN 1949.

This is the new substance. It's an aerosol.

It enters the bloodstream through the respiratory system.

Death is quicker. Much more painful.

I'll drive you there myself.

If anything goes wrong, we split up.

You do not wait for me.

You get out of there,

and you go straight to the location of the getaway car.

Thanks for having my back…

more than once.

Good luck.

I'll see it through.

I know you will.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Place your bag here, please.

Please wait.

Go ahead.

One moment, please.

Is there a problem?

There is a woman here whose name is not on the list.

I'm a friend of the family.

Just a bit longer.

Sir, her name's not on the list.

It's fine.

Ms. Ansari, sorry for the delay.

Go ahead.

Yulia, she is not answering me.

Amir, what the fuck is wrong with you?

- What the hell are you doing? - Shut up.

- Hello? - You must be going senile.

You must have known you'd never get away with this.

It was the right thing to do.

Let me tell you the right thing.

You're going to go in there.

And you're going to pull her out by her fucking hair if you have to,

or you will all be dead within the next 15 minutes.

Don't test me, Marjan.

I'm only giving you this possibility because of our history.

Otherwise, you'd already be in a Sepah torture cell.

Believe me, Marjan. Death is just the beginning.

I will make sure every child in Iran knows the name Montazemi.

Your precious husband's legacy will be as the most famous traitor in Iran's history.

Stop this now, and maybe,

maybe we will let you leave Iran alive.

What the hell are you doing here?

Don't even talk to me.

You drove me and my best friend apart.

You brought it on yourself.

I never had the chance to say goodbye to him because of you.

Next time a woman doesn't want you, try not threatening her.

Then maybe people who have some class won't cut you out of their lives.

Yeah. People who have some class.

How about you tell me why a parade of Guard agents is always looking for you?

Okay. I've heard enough nonsense.

Leyla, my dear, thank you for coming. Fatemeh wants to see you.

Come, please.

My dear child.

Thank you for coming. I know how much you meant to him.

I share in your sorrow.

May you never know grief again.

- Faraz. - What is it?

Forensics found something in the wreckage.