Munich Page #6

I blew up trains,

bridges...

and trucks full of Germans

during the war.

My brothers were killed, my papa

and my sister were both hanged.

She was a young girl.

Papa, the guest doesn't

want to hear your war stories.

We paid this price, so Vichy

scum could be replaced...

by Gaullist scum...

and the Nazis could be

replaced by Stalin and America.

We stay away

from governments.

We say grace?

Maybe our guest

could lead us.

No, no, no.

It's not required.

Our Father, who gives us

obedient and respectful clients...

who obey the rules according

to which our business thrives-

...whose prevarications

and deceptions-

In my despair

I fathered madmen...

who dress like factory workers,

but never do manual labor...

and who read nonsense

and spout pompous bullshit...

about Algerians

and who love nothing...

not Algerians or French...

or flesh and blood,

or anything living.

So I have sympathy for a man

who can say, "I have a papa"...

and who does what he must

for his family.

I will say grace.

There's some opinion

you should be punished...

for what happened

in Beirut.

We didn't know

so many would die.

I'm in business with death.

Do you think I'm squeamish?

The world has been rough

with you, with your tribe.

It's right to respond roughly

to such treatment.

You pay well and you pay promptly,

so we'll continue together.

But no more infractions.

Thank you. You have my word.

A few andouillettes

and boudins noirs...

black blood sausage and a

Loire cheese, Selles-sur-Cher.

We cover it in ash to

preserve it. Thank you.

You could have been my son.

But you're not.

Remember that.

We'll do business,

but you aren't family.

I have a new name for you.

I want Ali Hassan Salameh.

No.

You know where he is. You

know where all the names are.

Salameh.

Untouchable.

Salameh.

Zaid Muchassi.

Zaid Muchassi is in Athens

in two weeks.

Not one of our names.

Nevertheless.

He is Black September's

KGB contact.

Hussein al-Chir

was the KGB contact.

Yes. But you put a bomb under

Monsieur al-Chir's bed in Cyprus...

and now he's defunct.

Muchassi is his replacement.

I hear he's much tougher

than his predecessor.

We offer Muchassi's

whereabouts at the new rate.

What new rate?

Three names for $600,000...

is $200,000 for one name.

I need you to find me

a place to work in Athens.

Of course. Safe house.

Is this Louis's idea

of a joke?

I've had nightmares

that looked like this.

So when they explode, they toss

little white balls of phosphorus...

here all around his room. Each

ball, it's like a little sun.

It burns at around

So the air catches fire.

Everything in the vicinity

melts.

Now, the bad news is

they are grenades...

so I modified them to use

with a remote detonator.

I also should mention

that they're quite old...

like World War II.

Only four were viable.

We should dump the rest.

There's a porter at the hotel

where Muchassi's staying.

He's gonna let us in the room

when Muchassi goes out.

Hey. Who provided these

prehistoric explosives?

Louis.

Yeah. I'll thank him for that.

Tallyho.

Stop! Stop!

PLO! PLO!

ETA! ETA!

Put the gun down

or we'll shoot.

Basque! Basque!

Okay.

Put the gun down!

Put it down!

Put it down.

Which French? Louis?

Who are you? English?

Basque. ETA.

Red Army Faction.

He's ANC.

African. African.

We are from Amman.

I'm Ali.

Said. George. Abed.

We paid for two nights.

He said it was safe.

He told us the same.

Yes. Safe house.

Yes.

So we're safe?

Safe.

Everyone is safe.

Eventually the Arab states

will rise against Israel.

They don't like Palestinians,

but they hate the Jews more.

It won't be like 1967.

The rest of the world will see by

then what the Israelis do to us.

They won't help when Egypt

and Syria attack. Even Jordan.

Israel will cease

to exist.

What?

This is a dream. You can't take

back a country you never had.

You sound like a Jew.

F*** you.

I'm the voice inside your head

telling you what you already know.

You people have nothing

to bargain with.

You'll never get

the land back.

You'll all die old men in refugee

camps waiting for Palestine.

We have a lot of children.

They'll have children.

So we can wait forever.

And if we need to, we can make

the whole planet unsafe for Jews.

You kill Jews and the world

feels bad for them...

and thinks you are animals.

Yes.

But then the world will see how

they've made us into animals.

They'll start to ask questions

about the conditions in our cages.

You are Arabs. There are lots

of places for Arabs.

You're a Jew sympathizer.

All you Germans,

you're too soft on Israel.

Well, you give us money, but

you feel guilty about Hitler.

And the Jews exploit

that guilt.

My father didn't gas

any Jews.

Tell me something, Ali.

What?

Do you really miss

your father's olive trees?

Do you honestly think you have to

get back all that... that nothing?

That chalky soil

and stone huts.

Is that what you really

want for your children?

It absolutely is.

It will take a hundred years,

but we'll win.

How long did it take the Jews

to get their own country?

How long did it take

the Germans to make Germany?

And look how well

that worked out.

You don't know what it is

not to have a home.

That's why you European Reds

don't get it.

You say, "It's nothing," but

you have a home to come back to.

ETA, ANC, IRA...

we all pretend we care about

your international revolution...

but we don't care.

We want to be nations.

Home is everything.

No, no, no.

No, I watch.

You only take money

enclosed in papers, yes?

Of course.

Look there.

Here they come

in their pumpkin coach.

The Russians and...

Cinderella.

Do we detonate if the other

Arabs go into the room with him?

Why are the Russians waiting?

Why don't they leave?

They are waiting.

We are waiting. Stay calm.

Hey, I'm calm.

He's in his room. Do it.

Is he alone?

How do we know if he's alone?

Just flip the switch. Do it.

I don't understand it.

What's wrong?

It's a piece of sh*t.

What? F***! Not again.

Wait, wait.

Where's the explosion?

It should've exploded by now.

What's gone wrong?

It's another malfunction.

You know what?

Or maybe it's delayed-

He has f***ed up again!

Or maybe it could still blow

up. This is a waste of time!

Careful with that stuff,

Hans.

Hans!

Hans, what are you doing?

Hans, get back here!

Hey, hey!

What is he doing?

Hans. No, no.

So how long

is he going to be?

Maybe one hour.

I know you.

Stop!

Get in! Head down!

Ali? Ali? Ali?

Are you incapable of making

something that works?

Shut up! You shut up!

Does anybody speak Greek?

Shut him up!

Did we kill a Russian?

That's not good! Where

did you get your training?

Every single bomb, every

f***ing one, is f***ed up.

I was not trained to do this!

I was trained to dismantle

bombs, not to build them!

Holy sh*t.

Shin Bet wanted bomb dismantlers.

They picked me from the army.

A toy maker.

Give me some money.

They figured I was good

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