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Looking for this?

Weren't you in Toronto yesterday?

Hence the jet lag.

Why are you here, Ranbir?

Honestly, it makes me tense.

That's funny. I'm here
to relieve you of your tension.

Not add to it.

Thanks, but I don't need
anyone's help.

Unfortunately...

-wrong answer.
-Like I said,

-everything is all right here.
-Is that so?

Everything's going
according to plan.

Desai is planning
to sell all his shares

and leave the country.

Part of your plan?

Like I said, don't worry.

Give me all your tension now.

Is this procedure safe?

Don't worry. You won't die.

You're putting
both Saba and me in danger.

You seem really worried about Saba.

I know what you people think
about me and...

I don't care.

Anyhow,

Saba is my own daughter

and I do care about her.

You should worry about yourself.

We will take care of Saba.

How is she?

She's asleep.

She'll demand to speak with Pia again
when she wakes up.

There has to be a way

to be able to talk to Pia
without getting traced.

I'll...

try setting up a VPN. We could maybe
make an Internet-based call.

Don't worry.

I gave the final shot to Handa.

I had no choice.

We should've been in Nepal by now.

If I hadn't given it, we'd have
had to repeat the entire cycle again.

The people who have captured us
are treating us very well.

This clip has crossed
one million views.

Well, there go our chances
for an operation.

Sir, I don't think
it'll come to that.

She looks pretty okay.

You think she has a choice
about looking okay?

There must be at least ten AK-47s
pointed at her

outside of this frame
to make her say all this.

If they want to fire an AK-47,

then what do you think
they're waiting for?

Criminals don't take too long
to reveal themselves.

Trust me, they're not far from firing
that first shot. That's it.

Then let's make sure that
we're not the first ones to fire.

We'll have to start the extraction
within 24 hours.

There is a way, Prithvi.

Outside that door.

Sarah, we'll lose Handa
if we open that door.

And if we lose Handa,
then Saba...

We'll have to do the operation
right here.

Here? In these ruins?

-How?
-I don't know how, but...

we'll have to do it here.

Prithvi.

Do you remember when I was standing
on that terrace in a drunken stupor?

Ready to jump off
the eighth floor.

Do you remember what you said to me
as you slowly made your way towards me?

"This evening is too beautiful

"to die."

And I said
that I wasn't afraid of dying.

What I was afraid of was if I'd be
able to live when I got sober.

And you said to me

that nobody knows
what tomorrow might bring,

so just

follow your heart today

and believe that you are right.

Thanks.

Since K.L. Handa was also
the country's ex-defence minister,

several foreign dignitaries
will attend his funeral.

All the ground teams will depend
on us for advance intelligence,

so please treat this
as top priority

because, until this ceremony
is not over,

all the other operations
will be on hold.

-Any questions?
-No, sir.

Good.

The rest of the specific details
will be given to you by your team leaders.

That's all.

Don't wait for me.

I just told you
to not wait for me, Vibha.

Now, stop calling me again and again.

Okay, bye.

Shikha.

One minute.

The Crime Branch has found a body.
He's ex-army.

He'd also run a few operations for us.

So, get started on his file immediately.

But Girish sir just said
that Handa's funeral--

Girish sir also said that

"specific details will be
given to you by your team leaders."

Team leaders? Get it?

Now, make that damn file.

And it must read like his death
has nothing to do with our department.

You know the drill.

Sure.

-Name? Designation?
-How would I know?

Inspector Rathore. Crime Branch.

He'll give you
the rest of the details.

Enjoy. Have fun.

Excuse me.

-Now, what new file has he dumped on you?
-His wife's divorce file.

He handpicks the worst jobs for me.

-Just chill.
-Just to harass me. Bloody asshole!

-Take it easy. What happened?
-What do you mean what happened?

Just because I'm a girl,
I should just sit around? Motherfucker!

-Bloody cunt!
-I don't want to hear it.

-You'll have to listen.
-No, I don't want to listen.

-No. I don't want to hear this.
-That misogynist fucking asshole!

Yes!

What? Did you get an editor's job
in Manhattan?

Something like that.

I'd told you
that I know this woman, right?

There you are. I knew I had done
a story on her somewhere.

That's a find.

Kanika, impressed.

I'll ask the website guys
to republish it, okay?

Actually, why would I go
to Manhattan?

I'm thinking of finding an editor's job
somewhere around here itself.

Like News Horizon?

-Hello?
-Write down a name. Asghar Nabi.

Who's he?

He's serving a sentence in Tihar Jail.
Bring him here quickly.

With the rest of his sentence pardoned.

Peter, what you're asking for
is not possible.

I'm not asking for anything.

Then whoever is asking, let them know that
we're not running a home-delivery service

that you just pick up the phone
and get instant delivery.

Even we need to follow
certain procedures.

Do as much as I'm asking you to do. Or else,
you'll be responsible for the consequences

-of whatever happens ahead.
-Peter, listen--

"Among the mysterious people
at the Kashmiri Gate overbridge,

"one man stands out.

"He arrives each night
with warm food and blankets.

"He is a young policeman
named Prithvi Singh.

"He refuses to be interviewed,
but I later discovered through Sarah

"that this police officer is
the only one who sees them as people

"and not as discarded trash.

"He is their angel."

-So?
-So...

Prithvi Singh.
He just retired last week.

How do you know
he's the same Prithvi Singh?

I've been on the crime beat for 15 years,
not been whiling away time like you.

I'm 100% sure it is him.

Now, we'll call him
and get the real meaty stuff.

Anyway, a dynamic officer like him

must be getting bored
post-retirement.

He'll also get to enjoy my company
a little.

Asghar Nabi.
He's an Afghan national.

He is serving a seven-year sentence
in Tihar Jail.

He has served two years so far.

IPC 44, causing personal injury.

Brilliant. This was the only thing
left to happen.

44 is not far from 302,
attempt to murder.

There's some news for you.

What happened?

-Pia...
-What happened to Pia?

-Pia...
-What about Pia?

Pia had...

Not a good idea
to stress your sister out even more.

You wanted to speak to Pia, right?

-Yes.
-Speak to her.

I can call her?

Yes, your tech-wizard brother
has done something with the SIM.

Talk to her.

Hello, Geeta?

Hello? Yes, Mr. Rathore.

This is about the body
that was found in Ghatagaon--

Yes. Mr. Navin
had told me about it.

There were no rings, chain
or wallet on the body.

Seems like a case of robbery.

He was an army man,

so he must've fought hard
without caring for his life.

If it was about a simple robbery,
then why has the case come to us?

What would you like us to do?

Madam, it was so simple

that it really blew my mind.

There was neither evidence
nor any information.

And, like they say
in our department,

clean hands usually have
the most blood on them.

Mr. Rathore, I'll call you again.

Okay? Thank you.

Just a little while ago,
the kidnappers have made a demand

to have a prisoner released
from Tihar Jail.

You must've received various forwards
on WhatsApp regarding this.

But I would like to assure you

that we are not going to release
any terrorist.

We're trying to get Asghar Nabi
as soon as possible.

I haven't called you about that.

We need some medicines
and medical equipment,

so wanted to give you the list.

Medical equipment? What's happened?

Not your concern.
Just write it down.

Peter, please tell me
what's happened and to whom.

Okay, listen,
I'll send a doctor in.

No, we don't need a doctor.
Just do as I say.

-Write it down.
-Peter, please.

-If someone has--
-Just do as I say. Write it now.

Okay. Tell me.

-We're doing the transplant here.
-Here?

In... in these ruins?

-Are you people crazy?
-Now, it is what it is.

I only wanted to let you know.

-You have a right to know.
-I have a right to know?

If you really cared
about my rights,

then you wouldn't have dumped me here
like this.

Do you know how dangerous
this operation

could be for me at this age?
Do you have any idea?

I can fucking...

I could die.

Doing a transplant here.

Do you think
this is child's play?

We don't have time
to think about all this.

Please be ready.

I'm only taking from you
what's rightfully mine.

File.

What!

This was buried under
a 100 kilos of scrap.

I dug it out for you
from hell.

I can't believe
that you found this.

Thank you so much, Rohan.
You're such a sweetheart.

By the way, I'm in the mood
for a beer.

But at least buy me a coffee.

That's odd.

So, what is the whole deal
about Iman Sheikh?

He's an ex-army man.
They found his body in Ghatagaon.

He was a war veteran, was awarded
the Veer Chakra after the Kargil War.

Do you know how cheap beer is
in the army canteens?

Multiple bullet wounds
in the left leg, after which

he had to get a steel plate implants
in his leg.

Okay, so should I leave then?

Yeah, thanks so much.

Okay, I'm heading out then.

So, he got into some sort of
a brawl with the owner of the restaurant

where he used to work as a cook.

And Mr. Nabi stabbed him
with a knife.

But he denied committing the crime
in court.

Prosecution couldn't prove
the attempt to murder.

So, according to IPC 44, he was
sentenced to seven years in prison.

This is his third year.

Why do they want this man in there?

-Ayesha?
-No clue, sir.

But I think they are panicking.

Resorting to threats
is a sign of that.

Srivastava.

Find out what this man has got to do
with their mission.

If they have a mission at all.

Why are you talking in riddles?
Just say what you're thinking.

The reason could be anything.

But they seem to
desperately need this man.

I think, at this point,
we should listen to them.

Why though?

So that we're in a position
to ask them for something in return.

Are you married?

No, sir.

God forbid, if you were to ever get divorced,
you'd leave the guy completely bereft.

I wish what you'd said

on video was true.

I mean,
if you were really pregnant.

It's all up to Him.

Enough! Enough!

Is it really that important for you
to leave everything up to God?

We're stuck here
like a bunch of thieves.

Is that His wish too? Is it?

You know for whom I'm doing all this.

This is too much!

Until how long will we remain
indebted to him?

How long are we going to do this
for Prithvi?

Until Saba recovers.

Even if we lose our lives? Huh?

He was the one who saved it, right?

Hello, Mr. Dutt?

You think I have the time to listen
to your silly nonsense?

Prithvi Singh clearly doesn't.

I've been trying him since yesterday.

Thought I'd get
his new number from you.

And what made you think of Prithvi
in the middle of all this?

I have a few questions for him.

Prithvi must've have rehabilitated
many such people.

What's the big deal?

What if he has some information
about this?

Don't you think that you should
contact Prithvi about this?

I don't need you telling me
what I should or shouldn't do.

I know my job.

Look at the immense weight of work
on your fragile shoulders.

Who the fuck is your team leader?
Give me his number.

Why would a 70-year-old man,
who has plates in his leg,

trek up a hilly road?

It just doesn't fit.

Are you still entangled
with that Ghatagaon file?

It was an open file, which you were
supposed to shut and move forward.

Don't tell me
you're wasting your time on this.

He was my father's batchmate
in the army.

A Veer Chakra awardee,
for crying out loud.

And that's the respect
we have for them?

An open-and-shut case
for a national hero.

In this office, I decide for you
which file to open or close.

Now, shut this file and move on.

I rang your door bell last night.
You didn't open it.

I'd brought your favourite wine,
had asked my friend in customs for it.

Now, don't tell me
you were sleeping by 10:30.

Will my team leader
also tell me what time to go to bed?

I heard the bell.
I was not in the mood.

Okay.

Then get this file ready.

ASAP. Get it?

Thank you.

The circulation stops.

They get numb.

Asghar Nabi.

Do you know
why you've been brought here?

Why?

Don't you know?

Has anyone tried to contact you
in jail recently?

Take your time to think.

Yes.

You're a smoker, huh?

If you could give me one cigarette,
you'd do me a great kindness.

Any brand will do.

What's your brand, huh?

Just answer what's been asked of you.

Who tried to contact you
in jail lately?

First, it was the jailer.

Then the best of your officers.

They said let's go,
and so here I am now.

Look, listen to me, please.

Nice to meet you, madam.

Asghar Nabi.

Nice to meet you too, Nabi.

What connection might this man
have with them?

Even the Afghani embassy

is still trying to trace
his presence here.

Obviously, he's here illegally.

If this man is not involved
with them, then...

we're sending another lamb
to be slaughtered, mind you.

Sir, only you seem to be worried
about that.

He's standing outside, smoking calmly.

He'd asked for one cigarette
and took the entire pack.

He's happy.

He thinks whoever is inside
has bailed him out.

Anyway, just wire him up.

And get a team ready to leave him
at the door.

Pardon me, sir,

but we seem to be bending over backwards
for all their demands.

On the contrary.

He's going to be
of big help to us.

In fact, this is the moment
I was waiting for, sir.

-Speak.
-Asghar Nabi is here.

So, send him in.

What is the assurance
that by sending him in

we're not endangering another life?

What do you want?

Whoever's orders you're following...

tell him we want a hostage
in return for a hostage.

Asghar Nabi goes in...

and you will release
a female hostage in return.

Sarah. Please.

Peter?

Peter?

Peter, answer me.

-Send Asghar inside first.
-There's no use arguing.

Think about what you want to do.

Hello? Hello?

What did you do?
Call them back now.

Sir, now they're helpless, not us.
They will call back.

Hello? Yes, they've agreed.

Okay.

As soon as she comes out,
we'll send Nabi in.

Happy?

I think I got us
a fucking good deal.

Sorry, sir.

I think she did get us
a fucking good deal.

Sarah.

This is nothing less than a miracle.

-Why are you saying that--
-I'm not going anywhere.

But why? I've managed
to convince Prithvi somehow...

Sarah, please listen to me.

This is the only chance you've got
to get out of here.

If you stay here any longer,
those guys could, at anytime--

-Peter, Prithvi needs me.
-Again!

And I need you more than him.

Have you ever thought
what would happen to me

if something were to happen to you?

Please listen to me.
Please listen to me just this one time.

Please leave this place.
Listen to me for once. Please!

Sarah...

Oh, buddy! It's you?

He knows them?

Shit.