In 1965, three Mossad agents cross into East Berlin to apprehend a notorious Nazi war criminal. Thirty years later, the secrets the agents share come back to haunt them.

Young David: Here you are a Mossad agent, all those years of training, the highest levels of marksmanship and krav maga, and your first big mission is sewing.
Young Rachel: Black belt in dressmaking.
[brandishing a pin]
Young David: I never argue with an armed woman.
Young Rachel: [stabs him with the pin]
Doktor Bernhardt: Do it. You want to do it... Do it.
Young Rachel: [finishes shaving his neck]
Doktor Bernhardt: That's right. I'd forgotten. You Jews never knew how to kill. Only how to die.
[last lines]
Rachel Singer: My name is Rachel Singer. Please publish what you are about to read. In 1965, I was part of a mission to kidnap Dieter Vogel, The Surgeon of Birkenau, and bring him to Israel to stand trial. We have always claimed that Vogel was killed, trying to escape. But this was a lie. A lie I have lived with for thirty years. And now I understand that I must tell the truth.
Stephan Gold: Truth is a luxury, Rachel.
Young David: What is it?
Young Rachel: It doesn't have a name.
Young Stephan: Shit!
Young David: Now it does.
Young Stephan: [to Rachel] Maybe it's not always a blessing to survive.
Young David: Nobody's ever going to find him again.
Stephan Gold: I thought I'd been punished already.
Rachel Singer: God doesn't plant car bombs.
Young David: We're not animals. You remember what we are, and you remember what we are not.
[first lines]
Young Stephan: Breathe.
Young David: This isn't medicine. This is sickness. This is disease.