Shalom

In the middle of the desert, an Israeli checkpoint. Two young Palestinians, a boy and his sister, try to cross it, but with little success.
Not far away, an Israeli soldier observes the scene, without intervening.
That same evening, the Israeli soldier is drinking alcohol in a bar. He's alone, looking sad, and thinking back to what he'd witnessed. Suddenly, a young boy enters the bar and hands him a note. The soldier reads it, and his face relaxes, his expression changing into an attempted smile.
The soldier reaches the dock, starts the motorboat, and sets sail, sailing several miles from the mainland. The speedboat cuts through the waves toward the horizon until it reaches a small rowboat, stopped in the middle of the sea, carrying the two young Palestinians.
The two boats come to touch, the Palestinian boy helps his sister transfer to the other boat, then grabs the oars and heads back towards the mainland, while the Israeli soldier hugs the Palestinian girl and kisses her passionately.
Their love story is possible where there are no walls and borders… it is only possible in the middle of the sea.