EXT. NIGHT. RABIN SQUARE
Rabin Square in Tel Aviv is teeming with people. On one side, thousands of individuals are gathered for a demonstration organized by secular parties, while on the other side, a crowd of Haredim and Avrechim stands in opposition. In the midst of them, a line of police officers, backed by a contingent of mounted police, forms a barrier separating the two groups and maintaining order with force if needed. The two factions are kept at a distance of three to five meters from each other. Swearing, shouting, and even various objects are hurled from one side to the other, making it difficult for the police to gain control. From above, the towering figure of the leader gazes upon them silently. Suddenly, a lightning storm passes through the masses, and the crowd falls silent as the agitated signs settle down. Through the path between the groups and the officers, the prophet suddenly appears, striding towards the center of the square. The vast crowd around him becomes completely still, awaiting his message.
ANONYMOUS VOICE IN THE CROWD (VOICE OVER)
Lord Prophet, speak to us!
ANONYMOUS VOICE FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CROWD (VOICE OVER, SHOUTING)
Heretic! You're no prophet! A false prophet! You're a dog! A dog!
And then a powerful commotion erupts. The police barricades separating the crowds are breached, and one mob clashes with the other. Officers rush towards the crowd, striking indiscriminately, while protesters retaliate without discrimination.