Beaufort Page #2

lefties, then?

Did you know they didn't even

need to take this mountain?

Had they waited until morning,

the terrorists would have run.

They could've come up

without battle or casualties.

You could say that

about any battle.

The fact is that the troops

fought here like men.

They even issued an order not

to conquer, not to come up here.

Oh yeah?

So why did they?

No one knows to this day. Somehow

the order disappeared into thin air.

Impossible.

My uncle was killed here in '82.

My mother's brother.

What, in the conquest battle?

From what I gather, fifty meters

from where we stand now.

Caught a bullet

as he entered the fort.

So what are you doing here?

Are you insane?

If I was your father, I wouldn't

let you out of the house either.

I'd tie you to the refrigerator,

or something.

I've been hearing stories about

this mountain my entire life.

I had to see it.

To be able to say I was

here, before we leave Lebanon.

You should have told me.

I'd have sent you pictures.

Relax,

we're not leaving so soon.

I bet your kids

will still be here.

Maybe, as tourists.

- Maybe.

What is it?

- Liquorice.

My mother brings it

from Holland.

It's salty.

A little strong.

Bardelas from Leader.

Roger, over, Leader.

Copy stand down.

- Copy that.

Stand down.

Good morning. - Good morning.

Panther, Bardelas,

move to Tomato.

Roger. Tomato.

Ziv.

Identify it?

Send in the dog.

Nadav.

Thanks.

Okay, I'm going in.

Send me Koris.

I'm going in with you,

not Koris.

No way.

That's not what we agreed.

I don't care. I've decided

that I'm going in with you.

That's not procedure.

- That's the way it's going to be.

It's a shame we're standing

here, exposed.

If you have a problem,

you can go back to the outpost.

Keep your distance, kid.

Go on, boy.

Come out my Beloved,

the Bride to meet;

the inner light of Shabbat,

let us greet.

To welcome the Shabbat,

let us progress,

for it is the source

from which to bless.

From the beginning,

chosen before time,

last in deed,

but in thought - prime.

Come out my Beloved,

the Bride to meet...

You know, they told us to start

getting rid of equipment.

When the convoy arrives tonight,

anything unnecessary, goes.

Bit by bit.

Until the evacuation.

No one gets rid of anything.

Not even a water boiler.

Not without my authorization. Got it?

I'm telling you

what they told us.

Anything that's not vital,

goes.

What's not vital?

Show me one thing

that isn't vital here.

The television,

for instance.

Why isn't it vital?

Why? Are you being punished?

Don't you deserve to watch TV?

There's no such thing as

not vital. Everything's vital.

If one thing's not vital here,

then everything's not vital.

I don't understand.

You don't have to understand.

You're early.

You have nine more minutes.

I saved you the drag

of the nine last minutes.

There's food.

Go eat.

A feast.

The cook outdid himself.

Idiots. Who prepares a meal

at midnight?

We also have permission

to shower.

Well, did you?

I'm on the ready team.

I'll shower tomorrow morning.

Also, they brought

new sleeping bags.

Brand new, from the factory.

I put one on your bunk.

What's up, Koris?

Everything okay?

Great. Perfect.

I'm not touching their food,

their sleeping bags

or their water!

It's like dancing on the blood.

Next time they should leave the road

closed. Shouldn't send anything.

It's killing me.

A man died here.

He came, said "Hi,"

and died.

And what for?

To open a shitty road

that only we use.

For a year I've been keeping

my batteries upside-down.

Like an idiot.

So I don't waste them.

Turn them back only

before operational activity.

F*** them now.

Stop it.

What, night alert procedure?

Think they can't see this post?

Think they don't know

you're here?

Bullshit. On the contrary.

You're here so they can see you.

What are we here for?

So that they know we haven't

run away yet.

Stop it, Koris.

This isn't a game.

What's this, Pavel?

Why is this on the truck?

I told you, that's the order.

Really,

I didn't make this up.

Take it off.

Forget the order. Are you nuts?

What do you mean?

Where are you going?

They told me to leave. No more

clearing roads on foot. - Said who?

Command.

Okay. Take it off. I don't care

what they told you.

Get him down.

What are you doing?

The dog isn't leaving.

Understand?

I don't care what they told you.

File a complaint. He's not leaving!

What's it to you? Who are you?

My orders are to leave

and no one sent a replacement for me.

The dog doesn't stay without me.

You're not my commander.

You can't make me stay.

Does it make sense to evacuate

a dog, but leave soldiers?

This dog stays here.

Understand?

Stop it, Liraz.

Stop it.

Move.

- It's not Nadav's fault.

He hasn't been home in a month,

and has no replacement.

There's no more road clearing

on foot.

So why keep him here?

What for? This is it.

It's over. Done.

We're holding up the convoy.

In a minute

there'll be missiles.

I don't care what they told you.

The dog stays, understand?

He's like a weapon. I can't

abandon him. No way.

So tell Command

it was my order.

Now get your stuff.

Get on the truck and f*** off.

F*** off.

Go.

Get out of here.

I don't want to see your face.

Get out of my sight.

You don't deserve to be here.

Crazy bastard.

Go.

Go on,

back to the protected area.

Incoming, incoming.

Impact, impact.

Incoming, incoming.

Impact. Impact.

Wait, buddy.

Give it a few more seconds.

Incoming, incoming.

How many days

do you have left here?

Eighteen.

Including today.

Okay, listen. Why should you

dry out here for 18 more days?

Next convoy, go back to Israel.

You've done your share.

Where did that come from?

If you have something to say,

Liraz, say it.

I have nothing to say.

You've done your bit, man.

Get out.

Go say goodbye to the

kids before you leave.

Give them a tour a the fortress.

You sure?

- Yeah. Sure.

Come with me?

We'll bring them some goodies.

Let the kids run loose

a little bit.

Like Kalimi did to us

on our first tour of duty here.

Impact. Impact.

- You go.

At this point

I don't belong there.

But you go.

It's important.

Hold on a minute.

Put down the camera, Shpitz.

Photograph the landscape.

Not the people. We don't want to be

in tomorrow's newspaper.

Wow.

This was their bunker.

And this,

their guard post.

Soldiers have been on this damn

mountain for a thousand years.

But no mortar shells

fall here, right?

Never.

The fortress is sacred.

The Hezbollah

respect the Crusaders.

It's so quiet here.

Who's Michael?

- What?

Michael. Is there something

you want to tell us?

Michelle. Michelle,

a**hole.

My girlfriend.

Lives in New Jersey.

I'm on a plane a day after

I'm out of the army,

land on her doorstep

twelve hours later.

Are you sure that's

how you spell Michelle?

Don't mess with my head. I'm

sure, I checked a million times.

One more word and I'll have you

studying English all night.

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