Beaufort Page #5

Shitty,

as far as they're concerned.

They wanted me

to play classical.

To go study more seriously.

Why do you say "shitty?"

You'll get out of the army

and conquer the world of music.

I'm not good enough.

I don't have what it takes.

Those who make it are

unbelievably talented. Geniuses.

Besides, you have to practice

for hours daily. I'm lazy.

I know you, Shpitzer.

You're not lazy.

You just don't give a sh*t.

It's pretty quiet here today.

Have a look once in a while.

I'll get someone

to bring you breakfast.

Don't be afraid, Shpitz.

You're a good musician.

Go all the way.

F*** the geniuses.

Keep your eyes open.

Nemroushka.

Anything interesting?

Shitty visibility.

That's good.

Means they can't see us, either.

Coffee?

What? - Coffee?

No, thanks. I'll just rest

my head for ten minutes.

If I'm wanted on the radio,

tell them Leader can hear.

That's no mortar shell.

Shpitzer.

Shpitzer!

Shpitzer!

Our guest tonight

is Amos Faran.

Eighteen years ago, on the

first day of the Lebanon War,

His brother-in-law was killed

while taking the Beaufort.

Last month, at the same place,

Amos's son, Ziv, was killed

by an explosive device

on the road to the outpost.

So Amos, who was active in

the Four Mothers Movement,

became, against his will,

one of many bereaved parents

who are now at the height of

the campaign to leave Lebanon.

Good evening, Amos.

- Good evening.

Are you angry? Looking for

someone to blame?

No.

I blame only myself.

What do you mean, yourself?

Why you?

You can blame the army.

The generals.

But these generals aren't

really responsible for my son.

They don't even know him.

I'm responsible for him.

He's my son.

I educated him.

Apparently I didn't

educate him very well.

What you're saying

surprises me very much.

In Israeli society

it is usually accepted

that a son who volunteers

for an elite unit,

is the result of a

good education.

When I was a kid,

my parents made me feel like

the most valued thing on earth.

A precious stone that should

be wrapped in cotton wool.

At this moment, I've no idea

where my sons are.

One went on a trip

to South America.

The other is still a soldier,

an officer.

And Ziv, I do know

where he is. In a grave.

I didn't make them understand

how important their lives are.

That if something happens to

them, a whole world falls apart.

Collapses.

That's the job of a parent.

I feel I have abandoned

my child.

But Amos, what do you mean

by "abandoned your child?"

How can you protect a child,

as you say,

and also give him the

freedom that he deserves?

Just like you teach a child

not to run into the street.

You instill

an instinct of fear.

Are you Liraz?

- Yes.

Get some guys over here,

help us unload.

What is this?

Come on, let's get this stuff

down. Where do you want it?

We'll take them to the bunker.

Put them in the bunker.

Hey, driver guy!

No smoking!

The cigarette, come on!

Leave him alone. After this

drive, he deserves it.

The scariest hour in my life.

Drive into Lebanon with 6

tons of explosives? It's insane!

Let him smoke in peace.

What's this for, Liraz?

For the day of evacuation.

Come on, come on...

Deploy to the bunker.

Has a lot changed since they

last drew this outpost?

Sure.

Every year they pour 100 tons

of concrete fortifications.

You've got eighteen years

worth of concrete here.

It'll be quite a job,

blowing all this up.

I just can't imagine it.

What's the problem? Imagine

a mountain with no outpost.

Can't.

You got a girlfriend?

Why? - Answer me.

I asked a simple question.

Yes, I do.

Imagine yourself with her,

here on the mountain. Sunset.

The most amazing landscape

on earth.

You're holding her hand,

walking around with her.

Showing her:
Here was Green,

here, the observation post.

Here was the gate.

She looks around,

and all she sees is nature.

A tourist attraction.

No sign of any of this.

Paradise.

I just can't picture it.

It'll come, don't worry.

The detonator that will lift up

this whole mountain

is already in my pocket.

It's happening, man.

The poison's already

in the tube.

Now we're just waiting for

the go-ahead to open the tap,

let the poison flow

into the vein.

Top secret. Subject:

Changes in deployment.

Update:
Activation of operation

"Back to the future."

Incoming, incoming.

Impact, impact.

Bardelas from Leader.

Roger, over.

Roger.

Stand down.

Roger that.

Good morning.

Good morning, Bardelas.

Wait, guys.

Listen up.

Pay attention.

There's a good chance that

we leave in the near future.

The very near future.

It could even happen tonight.

Amazing!

Where did that come from?

We don't know anything yet.

There are many questions

and until I get the order,

I won't believe it, either.

But the South Lebanon Army

is collapsing around us.

That means that at the moment

we're on our own here.

What we need to do is quickly

clear out the outpost,

as fast as possible

and as safely as possible.

We leave nothing

for the Hezbollah.

We also have 980 landmines to

set. Meir is in charge of that.

Meir...

In less than two hours

a convoy will get here.

All personal equipment, anything

not critical for fighting, goes.

Also, as many soldiers as

possible go with the convoy.

Back home.

Twelve men stay here,

with me.

At 23:
00, if all goes well,

we blow up Beaufort.

Didn't you hear?

Get moving!

Up here.

Come with me. Put it here.

Faster. Anything that doesn't

go on the truck, stays.

Meir, how long do you need from

the moment I get the final okay?

Two hours.

But I could use more time.

Right now the mines

are very badly distributed.

Right, so get back to work.

Don't connect anything until you

get a final go-ahead from me.

Whoever isn't helping Meir,

replace men at the posts.

And be alert.

We're not out of here yet.

Koris, come with me.

Hey, Meir.

If a mortar lands here now,

what happens? - It's not healthy.

Go ahead, Koris.

- No way. This one's yours.

Stop it.

Don't argue.

Caesar Leader

from Bardelas Leader.

Roger, over,

Bardelas Leader.

Roger, ready in half an hour,

awaiting your clearance, over.

Roger. Change in schedule.

No clearance at the moment.

You're staying another night.

Copy that? Over.

Bardelas Leader,

do you copy?

Repeat.

You're staying put for now.

No clearance.

Repeat, no clearance.

Roger. Do you realize

what that means?

We're twelve men here,

and the whole outpost is mined.

Roger.

I realize what it means.

You have air support.

Nothing I can do, Liraz.

Hang in there.

The Cabinet hasn't approved yet.

Bardelas Leader,

do you copy?

Copy that.

Get everyone. Anyone not

in posts, to the mess hall.

Liraz, this is insane.

There'll be a massacre.

They know what they're doing.

The f*** they do!

After we all get slaughtered

here,

they'll say they shouldn't

have left us exposed.

Exposed to what?

The whole of the IDF

is on highest alert.

If needed, they'll send up

a whole army to get us out.

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