Episode 7 of "Tehran" kicks off with Ali striding into his office, his steps echoing the impending tension as he receives a chilling message from Amir. Attached are images, transmitted by Faraz, a stark confirmation that Mordechai now languishes in his captivity.
As the camera shifts focus to the captive duo, Mordechai's voice pleads in vain, his words falling on deaf ears. Faraz remains unmoved, unfazed by Mordechai's earnest pleas that Arezoo is merely a harmless computer technician.
The air thickens when Faraz's phone rings, the call from Mossad piercing the silence. Their admonishment is swift and direct—Faraz should never have laid a finger on Mordechai. Yet, Faraz retaliates with venom, his voice rasping as he accuses them of snatching his wife. The conversation spirals into a bitter standoff, ending abruptly with a hang-up, leaving Mossad contemplating a desperate prisoner swap.
Amidst the tense wait, Faraz and Mordechai engage in an unexpected dialogue, peeling back layers of Mordechai's past. They delve into memories of Jerusalem, the bittersweet tales of a love that endured through troubled times with his wife.
Elsewhere, Gorev confronts Nihad, his voice a plea for calm amidst the storm. Nihad's scoff is a sharp reminder of the consequences of Mossad's actions. She stands firm in her refusal, until Gorev's persistence weaves a thread of compromise.
Faraz's heart aches as Nihad's voice, now aligned with his enemies, reaches him. But she softens the blow, confessing that all she wanted was to hear his voice, a fleeting moment of tenderness amidst the chaos.
Mossad's tech wizards toil relentlessly, their efforts rewarded when Nihad's strategic delay and a soothing melody lead them to Faraz's signal.
Tamar stirs from her nightmare, the echoes of her ordeal lingering like a dark fog. News of Mordechai's fate remains elusive, but Tamar's resolve is unwavering. She yearns to speak with Milad, her voice a desperate plea. Yet, she is denied, her frustration boiling over as she confronts Mohammed, her words a stark warning, "If anything happens to him, the blame falls squarely on you."
A sudden knock at the door disrupts their moment, just as Yael rushes back to aid in executing their intricate plan. However, Parham's nerves are frayed by the investigators scrutinizing the electrical grid, his jittery demeanor drawing attention. Desperate, he dials Tamar, urging her to intervene. She recognizes the urgency; they require Milad's soothing influence to steady Parham's resolve and keep him committed to their cause. Yet, securing his cooperation proves more arduous than anticipated.
Tamar's initial attempt falters, but Yael's unwavering encouragement propels her forward, eventually swaying Milad to their side. He dutifully dials Parham's number and recites Tamar's carefully crafted message, albeit tinged with a hint of blackmail. Though reluctantly, Parham agrees to assist, but a sinister revelation surfaces: he's under surveillance, rendering their plan far from invincible.
Undaunted, Tamar and Yael prepare to depart, yet a devastating message reaches Tamar—Mordechai has fallen into enemy hands. Her composure shatters, but Yael, ever the rock, endeavors to steady her as they navigate towards their rendezvous. Tamar's mind reels, her senses distorted, struggling to locate their destination amidst the chaos. In a moment of weakness, she retches by the roadside.
Meanwhile, Faraz's phone rings with ominous news: Mossad is on their trail. With Mordechai's life hanging in the balance, a gun pressed menacingly against his temple, Yael alerts Mossad of Tamar's compromised state, her family's involvement weighing heavily on her. As the vehicle speeds away, Faraz cunningly slips from the scene, leaving Mordechai unconscious in his hotel room, temporarily safe.
Reunited with her father and assured of his well-being, Tamar finds solace. But the respite is fleeting as Mossad's instructions reach Yael, ordering her to the safe house while entrusting her with a chilling task—ensuring Mohammed eliminates the Iranian operative, Milad. The stakes have never been higher, and the moral compass spins wildly in the midst of this twisted web of deceit and loyalty.
