Danziger Ben Colman – mastermind of “Achotinu”
Mordechai Ben Colman – Danziger’s father
Alvarez – special forces police officer
Shmuel Fieberman – member of “Achotinu”
Pachenko – Member of “Achotinu”
Professor Alkobi – head of “Achotinu” under Ben Colman
Stern – chassidic Jew
In the interrogation room of the main Jerusalem precinct, 20 members of “Achotinu” have been seized. They are sharing a holding cell and awaiting their interrogations. Only Danziger Ben Colman, the mastermind, is still on the loose.
Detective: Where is Ben Colman?
Feiberman: I don’t know why don’t you ask Black Jerry?
(the detective smacks the suspect)
Detective: When was the last time you saw him?
Feiberman: Four days before it happened. We held a meeting that morning, all of us, in a cave in the Judean Desert.
(the suspect is holding his face where he has been smacked)
Detective: What was your duty in Achotinu?
Feiberman: After my audition and initiation I received an order to find work around the Kotel. I was hired by maintenance.
Detective: Tell me about the audition and initiation.
Feiberman: They were held on two consecutive days. The audition consisted of my painting an impressionistic variation of the Israeli flag on a cave wall. For the initiation I simply swore on a Tanach.
Detective: And was the same procedure mandatory for all?
Feiberman: Yes I think so.
Detective: What kind of paint did you use?
Feiberman: Oil paint. The same we used for the mural.
Detective: That’s all for now – you may go.
(the two officers escort Feiberman back to his cell…a tall Chassidic man is escorted in)
Bring me Stern.
Detective: (aside) Get this man some water! Shalom Stern.
(Stern says a blessing on the glass of water)
Detective: Amen. Stern, can you tell me what it is that you saw?
Stern: (clears his throat) I wanted to be first at morning prayers. I try to do this about once a week, it is a great Mitzvah. As I approached the security gate I saw, leaned up against the wall, the first officer, tied up, gagged, his weapon stripped and lying on his back. As I moved through the gate I saw three more officers bound like so.
Detective: Hmm. And is this when you called the police?
Stern: Yes. Well, no. This is when I saw it. The giant mural painted on the Kotel. It must have been 400×375 meters. It was the Israeli flag and a mysterious angelic woman waving it. She was wearing a golden robe and one of her breast’s were exposed. Oh Father of Mercy! Oh Hashem!
(the Chassidic Jew begins to weep…the detective hands him a tissue and pats his hand, while helping him out of his chair…Stern leaves the room weeping)
Officer: Detective, your wife’s on the phone.
Detective: Tell her I can’t talk now. It’s going to be a long night and Ben Colman’s still on the loose. Bring me Pachenko.
(A pale-faced lad is led in forcefully – he is hardly an adult yet)
Detective: You look nervous Pachenko. Can I get you something? Some vodka? Coffee—
Pachenko: I am an art student at the Bezalel! I was pushed into this. I am a pawn!
Detective: Where is he?
Pachenko: He’s still missing?
(Pachenko looks puzzled…Black Jerry, the dog is heard barking in another room)
Detective: How did you become affiliated with Achotinu?
Pachenko: All I know is that Ben Colman saw my portfolio – the work which I had been doing in school. It was still my first year. Professor Alkobi called my cell phone toward the end of the second semester. He told me that Professor Ben Colman had admired my work and that there was a job for me. He then told me to be at the Kotel after the coming Shabbat and to wear a pink shirt. That night, Professor Alkobi spoke to us, representing Ben Colman. There were ten of us there if I do recall correctly. It was all very secret, you see.
Detective: Didn’t you want to know how much you were going to be paid?
Pachenko: I didn’t care. It was unimportant. I did not need any kind of persuasion. Furthermore, I thought that if I refused to participate – Professor Alkobi would make my life hell, even ruin my career. Listen, when someone offers you a commission to work for Ben Colman, you don’t turn it down. You just don’t.
Detective: No audition? No initiation?
Pachenko: No, nothing like that.
(The detective lites a cigarette)
Detective: What was your duty?
Pachenko: I worked on the frame of the mural.
Detective: Did you have a cover? Around Jerusalem I mean?
Pachenko: No. Until the night of the operation I had no idea that all of the Kotel’s security and maintenance were artists and working for the master. Professor Ben Colman simply handed me a sheet of paper with what to paint and when to arrive. He did not want to interrupt my education. The master values education very highly.
Detective: We’ve seen your work Pachenko. You are a very fine artist. (laughs) Perhaps you’ll be able to paint in jail. (hysterical laughter) Any last words boy?
Pachenko: (breaking down) I am sorry, I am so sorry, I did it for God. I didn’t think that I would be hurting anyone—”
Detective: (face suddenly looks cruel) Get him out of here. Find me Alkobi!
(The officers drag the resisting man away screaming)
Pachenko: Let me call my mother! Ima! Ima! Help, God, I am innocent! I am a simple art student. I am not the man that you need!
(everyone notices a urin stain on Pachenko’s pants…shouts are heard in the hallway as Alkobi is dragged in screaming)