Eichmann Page #4

MALKIN:

I’m all she’s got. So, you know.

And you, Aharoni. You close?

(she doesn’t respond)

Guess it’s none of my business.

HANNA:

What do you want from me, Peter?

(off his silence)

You are so. Argh. Look, you be as

fickle as you like. What I want fromyou hasn’t changed. And no. We bothknow what he’s like.

Malkin takes this. Opens the door to climb out-

HANNA (CONT’D)

What Rafi has to say. It means greatthings for Israel. For our home.

16.

Malkin gets out of the car. Off Hanna, watching him go.

INT. BAR. MOMENTS LATER

Cigarettes and their smokers fill this cushion-ridden divewith a dull haze. Sat at the bar, Rafi turns as Malkin enters.

He looks back to the BARMAN. Nods at him. A small bell is

rung. Immediately, the bar begins to empty. The Barmandeposits a bottle of arak by Rafi, then heads out himself.

MALKIN:

That kind of a chat, huh.

RAFI:

What happened to your Mama’s phone?

MALKIN:

Don’t ask.

Malkin sits beside Rafi. Pours himself a generous glass.

RAFI:

Peter. Where’s Adolf Eichmann?

MALKIN:

(beat)

I heard rumours. Kuwait, with the

grand Mufti. Wiesenthal almost

caught him in Altaussee. So he says.

RAFI:

We... think we might’ve found him.

Buenos Aires. Argentina. LotharHermann, a German Jew living there,

claims his daughter is datingEichmann’s eldest son.

MALKIN:

No?! What are we doing talking!

RAFI:

It’s complicated. For starters,

Lothar is- well, he’s blind. So

there’s that.

MALKIN:

So someone goes out to check.

RAFI:

Even then. Courtesy of Manus and

Friedman we have the photo of him.

But it’s a decade old. Older, even.

17.

MALKIN:

Send me. I’ll know if it’s him.

RAFI:

That brings us on to the “you” part.

MALKIN:

I have to be there, Raf.

RAFI:

No, Peter. You have to lead there.

I’ll be overseeing, but I need amind like yours in charge.

A silence, as Malkin studies his friend. Rafi’s smiling.

MALKIN:

You’ve got the team already. Don’tyou? Come on! Who’s in?

Rafi raises his eyebrows. You tell me...

INT. GARAGE. TEL AVIV. DAY (ONE WEEK AGO)

Hunched over a car’s bonnet, bald giant UZI toils away. Feetup, aviators accentuating movie-star looks, YAAKOV reads.

MALKIN (V.O.)

You’ll have someone who knows their

way around a car. Uzi. It has to be.

UZI:

(looking up)

Did I say something to upset you?

MALKIN (V.O.)

A navigator, for routes in and out.

So, Yaakov. Christ though, those two.

Yaakov tries to ignore Uzi, but he keeps staring. Eventually-

YAAKOV:

I’m reading.

UZI:

Yeah, but for an hour?

YAAKOV:

Christ habibi, d’you hurt your head

over-thinking that hard?

As a SQUABBLE breaks out- RAFI steps into the room.

18.

RAFI (V.O.)

Best of the best.

29 INT. CANTEEN. SHIN-BET HQ. DAY

Sat eating a measly salad, Baghdadi Jew EPHRAIM chews slowly.

MALKIN (V.O.)

You’ll need an expert.

RAFI (V.O.)

Ephraim. He knows the city and thelanguage better than anyone.

MALKIN (V.O.)

How’s his temperament?

Rafi approaches from across the room. Ephraim eyes himcoldly. Pulls his salad closer. Not until I’m finished.

RAFI (V.O.)

Little better, since the diet.

30 INT. DANI’S OFFICE. SHIN-BET HQ. DAY

Hunched over a desk, his pale skin and long limbs making himlook like the ghost of a spider, DANI adds a final detail to

-a picture of a beautiful NAKED LADY. Surrounded by forgeryequipment and work he’s probably supposed to be doing.

MALKIN (V.O.)

Dani. Best forger there is. We’llneed passports, visas, all sorts.

Plus he could do with the sunshine.

He hasn’t noticed RAFI, at his doorway. Watching.

RAFI (V.O.)

I mean, it’s winter over there. But

of course we’re taking Dani.

31 INT. RAFI’S OFFICE. NIGHT

MALKIN:

The doctor?

RAFI:

Hanna. Trained by Yoni Elian as an

anaesthesiologist. She’s a great

field medic too. You OK with that?

19.

MALKIN:

Why wouldn’t I be?

Rafi finishes his drink rather than answer.

MALKIN (CONT’D)

You’ll need a disguise guy.

RAFI:

Yeah, we will. And it’d be handy-

Rafi KNOCKS his glass from the bar- Malkin CATCHES IT.

RAFI (CONT’D)

-if we had someone with the reflexes

to catch the bastard.

MALKIN:

Rafi. It’s gotta be me.

RAFI:

Don’t preach to the converted

habibi. I’ve spent the past few

days working on Isser. Now it’s

your turn. If you want in on this

Peter, show him we need you.

(then)

If we do this. If we catch the Adolf

Eichmann. Maybe when our time’s up,

we can all go to rest happy, eh?

Off Malkin, his mind whirring. An energy has returned.

INT. STUDIO ROOM. MALKIN’S APARTMENT. NIGHT

Pacing the halls of his own home, Malkin drinks straight fromthe bottle. Stares at ARTWORK hanging on his walls.

Fixates on an abstract that looks similar to the WOMAN on his

mother’s fridge. Even in this painting, she wears a braceletthat matches the one Malkin toys with now.

Malkin turns. On the other side of this sparse room stands aSINGLE BED. Above it are PHOTOGRAPHS, stuck to the wall.

He approaches. We see that the pictures are all WANTED NAZIS.

Names are scrawled underneath. Mengele, Strangl, Rauff,

Schaeffer... dozens and dozens. Some- like Wolfgang Pilz,

Eugene Sanger- have CROSSES through them. Most don’t.

And there, at the top of them all, is a picture of a youngAdolf Eichmann. Staring out. It’s his picture that Malkin

focuses on. For the longest moment, he just glares at it.

20.

Finally, Malkin screws the lid back onto his bottle.

33 EXT. MOSSAD HQ. DAY

Climbing out of his car, Malkin runs towards the entrance.

34 INT. UNDERGROUND POOL. MOSSAD HQ. DAY

Swimming an aggressive front-crawl, Harel comes to the end ofa length. Hauls his hairy self out of the pool. Grabs a towel.

35 INT. CHANGING ROOM

Drying himself, Harel pulls off his goggles- JUMPS at thesight of MALKIN, sitting there waiting.

HAREL:

Christ. Gimme a damn heart-attack.

What’re you doing here?

MALKIN:

You weren’t in your office.

HAREL:

So how’d you get in?

MALKIN:

Security’s actually pretty lax. Youshould have someone look at that.

HAREL:

Yeah, I’ll get right on it. Lemme

guess-

MALKIN:

The Eichmann mission. I can help.

Harel grunts in exasperation, more to himself than Malkin.

Sets off towards the showers. Malkin follows.

MALKIN (CONT’D)

He’ll be living under an alias. Newhair, new look. We need a

specialist, someone who can spotthat sort of thing a mile off.

HAREL:

Aharoni’s out there now. He’ll

conduct surveillance, our peoplehere will analyse the photographs.

21.

MALKIN:

Aharoni, you serious?

HAREL:

He’s your superior, a fine agent andhe’s done a sh*t-ton more for this

country than you, pisher.

MALKIN:

The escape route then. We’ve knownArgentina’s sympathetic to Nazisfor years now. You try and get himout, road, rail, air, there’s no

telling who’ll recognise him.

HAREL:

Towel.

Malkin passes it. Follows Harel as he walks back to lockers.

HAREL (CONT’D)

I have other disguise guys. Ones Iknow can hold their temper. Whoaren’t still on unpaid leave. Andwho don’t bug me when I swim!

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