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Bhavik, we are going live in five, four, three,

Namaskar.

Welcome back to the Mann Bharat Prime Time Debate.

Today, we're discussing

whether Chinese-funded companies are a threat to national security.

-Mr. Shashwat? -Yes,

I was saying that 49% of ShrinkMe's equity belongs to

Soo Yong Capital, which is a Chinese company.

So, their clients' database and all their secrets

must be available to them.

Is that true, Mrs. Suchitra?

Does Soo Yong hold a 49% share in the company?

Yes.

But do they hold access to our databases? No.

-Your mom is so strong. -We strictly follow the laws.

-We also follow the guidelines. -Coming from you, that's rare.

-No, she's so cool. -Customer data…

-Chilled. -We protect customer data.

-How is my… -We believe you, Suchitra.

-Vibe check? -You follow all the guidelines.

Oh, God!

-Seriously? -There is no problem at your end.

Dad, you can never be chill.

-Peace, bro! -How can you trust the Chinese?

The Chinese will one day take control of your company.

What will you do then?

What happens to your databases then?

They will remain encrypted and inaccessible.

And, you are forgetting that funding of many of India's big tech companies

comes from China.

Are you trying to tell me that all these companies share their

customers' databases with China?

-You have a point. But… -Sir…

-Mr. Shashwat, Mr. Vishal… -If you want to…

-Discuss it. -One at a time.

Mrs. Suchitra, tell me something.

Have you used the ShrinkMe app yourself?

As in? Yes, I've used it.

No, I mean,

have you used the app yourself as a customer?

-No, but... -Why not?

Because I don't need to.

So you're saying that all is well in your family life?

Excuse me,

but what is the connection between my family and this discussion?

Here, we would like to show our viewers something.

Isn't this your divorce application?

Are you serious?

How did you get this?

Did you apply for a divorce? Yes or no?

I'm sorry, but this is a personal matter

and I don't answer personal questions.

Mrs. Suchitra, you will have to answer this.

The thing is that in every Indian household,

in every family,

resides the soul of the country.

You're selling both the virus of divorce

and the vaccine of therapy

by partnering with the Chinese.

Your life is personal, but our data is public?

Wow! And with that Chinese company, too.

-Incredible, isn't it? -What nonsense!

-How are they connected? -Language, please.

-And, sir, how is this journalism? -Calm down.

How can you reveal my personal details without my consent,

-and that too on national television? -One minute,

you tell us, had you taken our consent when you gave

our data to that foreign company?

How would you know?

And why are you interested in my personal life?

I don't need to be answerable for this.

-Why is he... -You have to tell us, yes or no.

Why is your life personal? And not ours?

-Did you file for a divorce, yes or no? -You know what, fuck you!

Fuck you.

Fuck your channel.

-Fuck this. End of discussion. -What is this language?

I am not… I don't…

I am not going to be a part of this.

-I don't care. Get lost, guys. -Just because we respect women…

I will sue you.

How can you talk like this?!

-Mr. Shashwat, we're on national TV. -You can't use that language here.

Just because we respect women

-doesn't mean she can talk like this. -Apologies for the inappropriate language.

We'll be back after a short break

-to continue this discussion on… -Dad.

Mann Bharat Prime Time News.

Is this true?

Best Actor to Dad.

Best Actress to Mom.

I'm too disappointed.

I could sense that something was going on.

How long has this been going on for?

-One year. -Two years.

Does this mean I'll have to choose between the two of you?

I'll go with Mom.

Me too.

Actually, I'll stay with Dad for six months

and then with Suchi for the remaining six.

Thanks, son.

Did you know about this, JK?

About what?

Tiwa...

Look at the breakfast spread!

My timing couldn't have been better.

Dosa, podi, and sandwich.

Wow!

Is it a school holiday today?

I'm in college.

JK, I expected more from you.

Atharv, you can't call him that.

Say 'JK uncle'.

It's okay.

Call me JK.

Just JK.

But what did I do?

At least you could have told us.

I, myself, didn't have a clue.

Dhriti, Atharv, we were about to talk to you.

How can we take such a big decision without discussing it with you?

Bullshit.

Did someone else apply for a divorce in your name?

Dhriti, let's talk about this later.

-Why are you doing this? -Not now, Dhriti.

I said, we'll talk about it later. We're still…

Yes, later we'll all get together and discuss…

-But why... -Not now,

later.

The sandwich is really good.

Might as well tell him the other secret.

-What other secret? -Nothing.

Am I adopted?

-Shit. -Atharv. Language!

-Mom, you said 'fuck' on TV. -Dhriti.

Tell me. I want to know.

What the F.

Are you not my real parents?

Don't worry, son.

Unfortunately, you are our child.

We'll only have to deal with you, okay?

What's the secret?

I'm an agent.

Okay.

Okay?

-A travel agent, right? -He's a spy, dumbo.

His 'boring government job'.

What?! You're a spy?

A real spy?

Oh, that explains the gun.

Gun?

-How does he know about your gun? -No.

-Did you give it to him? -No, listen to me, Suchi.

A few years ago, he took it out of my briefcase,

and then he kept blackmailing me about it.

Tell your mother!

Wow, Dad.

You're too good a spy!

Now, please don't go telling everyone at school.

It's a top secret.

Do you have a code name?

Like 'tiger', 'panther', 'lion'?

I work in intelligence, my son,

not in a circus.

Thank God…

For making my dad at least a bit cool.

By the way, Atharv.

I, too, am an agent.

You?

Yes.

What do you think? I'll believe anything?

I am really a spy.

Let's say I believe that Dad, maybe,

just maybe, is a spy.

But JK, you and a spy?

Sorry, but it just doesn't fit.

He's really messing with my street cred.

Here, look.

Okay.

Here, look.

-How did you get a PAN Card? -JK.

Give me 100 bucks and I'll get you one as well.

-What? -Why do you have a fake PAN card?

He's going to become a criminal.

-Just for fun, Suchi. -Just for fun?

Don't worry, I won't become a criminal.

You'll become a fraudster.

Enough!

Go to your room.

Go to your room, Atharv!

You guys screw up, and I get punished.

Bhai, I swear.

The leak wasn't from our side.

Where you go, what you do, if I don't know that,

then how would my boys know?

I'm asking one last time,

how did they find my location?

I don't know, bhai.

I'm telling you the truth.

There was no leak from our side.

What is it?

Pee.

Champo,

take him and go.

Come.

Come with me.

Toy.

Those bastards killed my wife.

Your wife?

We were going to get married.

Now I'm not married, but stuck with a child.

Who's going to raise him, you?

I'm so sorry to hear this.

-I don't want your sympathy, fucker. -Bhai…

I want a name.

Who were they? Why were they there?

Do one thing,

kill me. Blow my brains out.

I'm sick and tired of reassuring you that the leak wasn't from us.

You just won't listen.

Just finish it already.

I've had it!

Are you trying reverse psychology on me?

I want a name, Rabbit.

I want to talk to that London client of yours.

Okay, bhai.

Rabbit.

Because of this mission of yours, I got so screwed.

You should get a little screwed, too.

Don't you think?

Srikant, I can understand that

you're quite disturbed by Kulkarni's death.

This is all very emotional for you.

Which is why I think that, until all this settles,

you should go on administrative leave.

It'll help you recover.

Sir, there is no need for that.

This case is very important to me.

In fact, I've made quite a lot of progress.

Yes, we're well aware.

You'd opened a mini TASC office in the hospital.

-Am I right? -Yes, sir.

We were short on time,

and I wanted to catch the attackers as soon as possible.

-Did Sharma authorize you to do this? -No, sir.

Did you inform Sharma before starting the investigation?

-No, sir. -Srikant, you didn't even debrief

when Kulkarni was assassinated.

-But, sir... -Why?

You were the only witness.

Even then,

you neglected to follow basic investigative protocol?

-Why? -I...

Why? I'll tell you.

You were very emotional.

You're a senior agent.

How can you allow your emotions to get the better of you?

Sir, I didn't have the time to wait for clearance.

I wanted to catch them before they could cross the border.

Listen, Srikant.

Let's cut to the chase.

You are the only person who survived the attack.

So we will need you for some questioning.

Do you mean to say…

I'm a suspect?

Until the investigation is complete,

everybody is a suspect.

Protocol, Srikant.

And you know how it works.

You need to surrender your service weapon and ID.

And…

Submit all the evidence you have gathered against

the attackers to date to the NIA.

You can't leave the city without informing your superiors.

Okay, sir.

Sir, give me just two weeks' time. I'm this close...

-That will be all, Srikant. -Sir, very close…

You are dismissed.

Mr. Sharma, the headquarters has formed an SIT for this case.

The team will be led by…

Dhriti, what happened?

Dhriti. Sweetie.

What happened?

Come here, come.

What happened?

Wait, I'll get some water.

No, Mom.

-Just sit with me, please. -Okay.

What happened, sweetie?

Mom, they're…

Using morphed photos of me.

-What? -Just look at them.

I was not even holding this placard.

I was fighting for stocking sanitary pads in the college bathrooms,

and these pictures are from that protest.

-Mom, is it wrong? -Dhriti, it's not wrong.

Mom,

see the comments.

Such bad words.

-And hundreds of people are messaging me. -Dhriti.

-Mom! -Calm down. Dhriti,

calm down.

Calm down. Nothing will happen.

-Mom, I'm scared. -Dhriti, nothing will happen.

We'll talk about this later.

Mom, I'm scared. It's not my fault.

Calm down.

Nothing will happen.

Where the hell were you, Sri?

And why weren't you answering your phone?

Do you have any idea what we've been through today?

What do you mean?

Look at this.

They have Dhriti's number. And mine.

Random people are continuously calling us, texting us.

They are threatening to come home, abduct us and…

Sri, I'm losing my mind.

Imagine what Dhriti must be going through.

Sorry…

Sorry…

-Are you drunk? -No…

-Seriously? -No, it's just…

I can't believe this.

I'm also in a fix.

Don't worry about this.

I'll take care of it.

Where's Dhriti?

She's sleeping.

I've given her some medicines.

Atharv is also being bullied in school.

Sri, I'm so scared.

They won't come home, right?

No way! No one will come.

These are trolls.

They keep barking like dogs,

but it's just noise.

The higher-ups from Delhi came today.

They've put me on administrative leave.

Why?

They don't want me to work on Kulkarni sir's case.

Apparently, I'm a suspect.

But…

This is ridiculous, Sri!

-They know what Kulkarni sir meant to you. -No…

I'm sorry, Sri.

It's all right.

Nima passed away.

And the kind of person I am,

I don't know how long I'll live.

Which is why, this…

What's your name again?

-Bobby. -Bobby.

He's your daughter's son.

We aren't anybody's grandparents.

-For us, Nima died a long time ago. -She was your daughter.

And she was a great girl.

I loved her.

I'm not asking you to raise him for free.

Whatever it costs,

I'll pay for it.

We don't want your dirty money.

Take it quietly,

or I'll do another dirty thing.

Go.

Go!

He's your responsibility now.

-Good morning. -Good morning, madam.

Hi, Zoya.

Hi, Punit.

Welcome back to TASC.

We missed you.

Thanks.

Did you hear about Srikant sir?

He's been suspended, I mean,

sent away on administrative leave.

A new SIT has taken over the case.

Who's in charge of the investigation?

I think Yatish Chawla is his name.

He's from Delhi. The head office has sent him.

But welcome back. If you need anything, let me know.

-Yeah? -Yeah,

I'll see you around.

You're sure he's there, right?

Yes, sir. My source is positive.

Okay, let's go. Be careful.

I don't want too much drama.

Okay, sir.

Hey, there.

Does this road lead to Dziluke?

No, it's this way.

Chuba,

how are you?

Sir, I think you are mistaken.

Spare me the trouble.

We need to talk. Let's go.

What have you done to him?

Who'll answer questions in the court?

Have you even heard of legal processes?

I've read your record.

Twelve deaths in custody in two years.

Get out.

Hello, Chuba.

I'm Yatish Chawla.

I'm the lead investigator of David Khuzou and Gautam Kulkarni's murders.

Vineet, get him some water.

-And, something to eat as well, please. -Sure, sir.

Relax, Chuba.

Now tell me,

why did Stephen order the hit on David Khuzou and Gautam Kulkarni?

I don't understand what you're saying, sir.

I'm just a poor farmer.

I live in Polwa village.

You're quite an advanced 'poor' person.

In the last three days, 11 calls have been made from your number

to a satellite phone.

In my village, not too many people have phones, sir.

Everyone uses mine.

One of them must have done it.

This is CCTV footage of you.

37 minutes before the attack,

you were following David Khuzou's convoy.

Look, Chuba.

Tell me the truth.

I'm not like that cop, Khersa.

I don't have any intention to torture you.

I just need your help.

In exchange, I'm ready to give you whatever you need.

Sir, I've seen this 'good cop-bad cop' game a lot.

I am not that nice a guy.

Andrea.

She's your daughter, right?

Beautiful girl.

She studies in Bangalore?

Does she know what her dad does?

Tell me the truth, Chuba.

Sir,

it's true that I was following David sir that day,

but we didn't attack them.

Some other group wore MCA-S uniforms and attacked them to frame us.

Oh, really?

You followed them, but someone else attacked them.

While wearing your uniforms.

What a coincidence, Chuba!

I don't know anything else, sir.

I'm telling the truth.

Hello,

do you have eyes on Andrea?

They're standing outside DRS College,

waiting for my order.

Should I have her picked up?

My grandfather and I had the same goals,

but our methods were very different.

He tried in his way.

Tried very hard.

He did what he could.

And see what happened!

What happened?

He lost his life.

Now it's time to try it my way.

Sir,

they're over here.

You cover us from above, we'll head down.

Okay, sir.

Some media sources are saying that

you and the MCA-S are responsible for your grandfather's murder.

We have nothing to do with this attack.

Someone is trying to frame me and the MCA-S.

Some random people wore our uniform and staged this attack.

They want the whole world to blame us for the attack,

but we will prove everybody wrong.

-Do you have any evidence to prove this? -We are standing in front of you.

We don't have time for any more questions.

Thank you.

-The pigs are here. We must leave. Now! -But why?

Chuba has become an approver.

And you are charged with conspiracy to kill the chief of NIA and David Khuzou.

In our land,

until those holding the gun to our heads

and our people share the same freedom and rights,

we will not rest.

Stephen!

-You go ahead. -You sure?

Yes. You cover him.

Go.

Let's go.

Alert all the agencies, Stephen Khuzou is now an officially wanted criminal.

Hey, Atharv!

How's it going?

Why have you called me to school?

Some boys are bullying me pretty badly.

They're making horrid comments about everyone.

Mom, Dhriti.

Please can you threaten them and beat them up?

Beat them up? Why?

That's not the solution to everything.

But at least do something.

Find a solution, please.

-Now. -Now?

Seriously?

This is your solution?

Talking to the Principal.

Your dad would've done the same.

My dad had brought a bulldozer with him.

What?! When?

-Why? -Hi, Atharv.

-Hi. -I'll see you at practice?

-Yeah. -Okay.

Who's she?

A friend of mine. Ameira.

Dancing Queen, what do you think?

Did I get it right?

Come, let's practice some more.

Hey.

Who's this?

'Dancing queen' has brought a bodyguard.

His own 'The Incredible Hulk.'

Impressive.

Is he your uncle?

Uncle,

if 'Dancing queen' bothers you, how's 'Baby doll' instead?

What the…

Listen, kids. Behave.

Or else?

Or else Uncle will beat us up.

Uncle, you know, right?

You can't do that anymore.

In your time, your teachers and parents must have spanked you a lot,

but now, you can't even touch us.

If you do, it'll be a case of child abuse.

And you'll go straight to prison.

Understood, Uncle?

Atharv,

show these idiots

that you are your father's son.

One slap and he'll be on his knees.

I'm with you.

Go for it.

Do it.

Atharv.

Loser, looks like I have to teach you this as well.

That is not how you hit someone.

You do it like this!

What an idiot.

He fell down.

Are you okay, child?

I can understand children being immature,

but you're a grown-up, Mr…

JK.

Mr. JK.

Just JK.

Next time, ask your father to come.

Mr. Tiwari is such a nice gentleman.

I can hardly believe that he is your father's friend.

Ma'am, it's not my fault.

Atharv hit me,

and then I tried to run away, and then this uncle tripped me.

Yes, ma'am, he is telling the truth.

They're lying, ma'am.

He started the fight. I didn't do anything.

Meet me outside.

Ma'am, look what he said,

"Meet me outside, moron. I'll pulverize you."

-What's this pulverize? -I didn't say that.

Stop it, all of you!

This is not acceptable at all.

Ma'am, kids are being kids.

Why should we adults interfere?

One kid hit another kid.

So, the other kid hit him back.

Case dismissed. Send them off to do their homework.

Right, ma'am?

Suchi, at least he came to help me.

This is not called help.

You are suspended!

Do you even realize that?

-Suchi… -JK, please.

Sorry.

I…

What happened to you?

I won't be going to college anymore.

Why?

The student union demanded my suspension from the college management

because of some anti-national activities.

They put pressure on the principal, too.

Dad, I don't think you can sort it out this time.

I'm also suspended, sis. Don't worry.

We can both stay at home.

Atharv,

this isn't the time to make jokes.

I'm not joking, Suchi. These are facts.

On the plus side, we'll learn how to do our chores.

Listen, everyone.

Listen carefully.

As a family,

this is a very challenging time for all of us.

We'll have to fight this like a team.

So now, I've made some rules.

No one will leave this house.

No one will use their mobile or the internet.

Both of you give me your phones.

Take their phones.

Sorry.

I made your problems worse.

Sri, what do we do now?

I don't know.

I really don't know.

Nothing is making any sense.

And things are getting messier by the minute.

That was the call of a Rose-ringed parakeet.

-Hello, Martin. -Major.

Of course, you might be wondering what the big deal is about a parakeet.

But let me tell you.

Do you know the legendary rock guitarist Jimi Hendrix?

When he lived in Mayfair in the 1960s,

he released two rose-ringed parakeets from his flat.

This is the species that roams wild in London parks today.

They're non-migratory,

and we believe that the parakeets of London

originated from Hendrix's pets.

Trust an Englishman to beat around the bush before diving into business.

So, were you able to dig up more on her?

Of course.

And guess who your girl Meera visited last week?

Dwaraknath.

The Indian billionaire?

She spent over an hour with him,

so there's definitely something afoot.

Why was she meeting him?

No idea.

I have a bad feeling about this.

The word on the street is that she's done business with the CIA before.

So,

you might have a little word with your friend Bruce.

Bruce Lennington?

How many Bruces at the CIA do you know?

Come on.

Thanks, brother.

Thanks for your help.

You remember?

You guys sent me to beat up that dwarf villager?

Shut up!

He wasn't a dwarf.

Champo is a dwarf.

Hello.

Rukma,

Major Sameer.

Oh wow! The great Sameer calls me directly.

Of course. To congratulate you on completing the job.

Well done, Rukma.

The client is very happy with your work.

Your account has been settled?

Yes, it has.

Good.

Don't ever work for this client ever again.

-Meaning? -Meaning,

I know I got you this job, but now,

I'm telling you to cut all ties with this client.

Listen, if you need money,

I have other work for you as well.

In the meantime, stay away from this client.

I've informed Rabbit as well.

Is that an order or friendly advice?

Whatever suits you.

Listen, Sameer.

I'm telling you this respectfully.

Take your orders or advice,

wrap them up nicely,

and shove them where the sun doesn't shine.

I have stopped taking orders ever since I left the BPF.

Besides, it's no longer about the money.

It's personal.

Sorry, Sri.

Can't believe that they took you off the case.

Fuckers!

Relax, buddy.

It's okay.

It's just that so much has happened,

all at once.

How are Ma'am and Dhriti, sir?

They're managing.

Sorry, guys. I'm late.

I was on a date with this girl, and we got carried away talking.

I completely lost track of time.

Shaadi.com?

Yes.

Today's girl came with her mom.

It took me a minute to figure out which one was my date.

We're meeting again on the weekend...

Are you done?

My life is falling apart, and you're dating girls,

and their moms?

Sorry, bro.

Okay, tell us.

What did you want to talk about?

Look, guys.

Things are going to get worse.

I need your help.

Tell us what we can do.

First, we need to find out

who all accessed the Northeast project file

on the TASC system.

Okay. I can dig around and find out, sir.

Yatish and his team have taken over the entire TASC system.

If we access any sensitive file, they'll immediately get to know.

We'll have to use backdoor methods.

Are you asking me to hack into our own system?

Cool.

Will you be able to get the data?

Do you have any doubts?

I don't know.

He only barks, doesn't bite.

So much mistrust.

Look, guys.

I know this is very risky.

If any of you don't want to get involved,

I can completely understand.

Come on, man! We won't let you be the only hero.

-We owe it to Kulkarni sir. -Yes.

To Kulkarni sir.

-To Kulkarni sir. -To Kulkarni sir.

JK, Ajit,

you must always be alert.

If anything abnormal happens in the office, inform me.

I want you guys to be my eyes and ears.

-Sure. -Yes.

-All of you. -Yes.

JK?

JK, I'm discussing something important.

I got an important text from my bank.

They're asking me to update my KYC.

Hold on! I hope you didn't click on the link.

I did it already.

Shit.

My God, JK.

What'll happen!

What the hell! How did you do this!?

See? I bark and also bite!

Give it back.

It'll look great on the site.

Saw how fast I hacked your phone?

Fuck!

I'm gonna save the world, along with these guys.

One repeat, please.

Punit.

-Oh God! -Hey!

Relax.

Don't do that, Ajit.

Why are you in so early?

Oh!

-Carry on. Do you need anything? -No, thank you.

Finally. Thank God.

Okay.

Where are you off to?

Delhi.

I have a meeting with the PM.

Sounds ridiculous, Sri.

At least make an effort when you lie.

I'm telling the truth, and it sounds ridiculous.

When I lie, it's believable.

Okay, bye.

Bye, clown.

Where are you going?

Delhi.

Yeah, right.

All three of us will stay home.

Don't worry.

Not like we have an option,

two are suspended, and one is canceled.

Don't cry, drama queen.

Bloody hell…

My phone...

Hey!

Are you out of your fucking mind?

What are you doing here?

Are you following me?

Why did you throw my phone?

JK, your phone is bugged.

Yes. Sit down.

Please.

My phone is bugged? Who did this?

It must be you.

Who else would do such creepy things?

-All our phones are bugged. -What?

Which is why I had to fake a date, just to meet you.

So, Sanika isn't going to come?

I am Sanika.

Someone has hacked the TASC system.

-What? -Yes.

Have you informed Sharma?

How can I?

I'm not supposed to access the system, remember?

Not only that.

I did some more digging.

Look at this.

This is the data from the online hate campaign against Dhriti and Ma'am.

This is not some organic outrage.

This is a well-coordinated campaign,

most likely by some IT cell.

Why would anyone do this?

I don't know.

To top it all, they bugged my phone. Fuck!

For now, make do with this. Okay?

-One for you and one for Srikant sir. -A poor phone.

Meet Srikant sir, and then contact me immediately.

I need to tell Srikant sir something, and it is very urgent.

May I come in, sir?

Yeah.

Forensic analysis reports, sir.

We found the traitor.

We need an arrest warrant.

Thank you.

Show me your card, sir.

I am JK Talpade from a government agency.

One of my colleagues is inside and I have to meet him urgently.

It's a matter of national security. Can you please help me?

Give me your phone.

What are you doing?

Take a hint.

Quiet.

Keep it there.

Even Punit threw my phone in the trash.

He says all our phones are bugged.

Do one thing.

Talk to Punit.

Hello, Srikant sir.

Yes, Punit.

Like you asked me, I hacked into our system.

I checked all the data regarding Project Sahakar,

but I didn't find anything.

So I started digging around some employee files, too.

And?

And, sir, I found out how the attackers were tracking your movements.

How?

From your convoy, the attackers were getting a continuous signal.

Who was sending the signal?

Sir…

It was you.

What?

How can that be possible?

Have you fucking gone mad?

Sir, I double-checked to make sure.

The signal was being transmitted by your phone.

Your phone was compromised.

But my phone was switched off! I was following protocol.

It doesn't matter, sir.

Whoever did this was using advanced spyware.

The phone keeps working even if it's switched off.

In fact, I think it's not just your phone.

The phones of other TASC agents have been compromised as well.

But on that day, the attackers were tracking your phone.

That's how they had your exact location, sir.

Sir, listen to me.

An arrest warrant has been issued against you.

Yatish and his team will be reaching the airport any minute now.

Ajit heard Yatish informing Sharma sir.

They want to bring you in for questioning.

Hello?

Srikant is still at the boarding gate, sir.

We can call airport security and have him detained.

Yes, so that the whole world finds out

that the NIA is hunting one of their own.

I don't want any drama.

Okay, sir.

Drive fast.

Remaining passengers

are requested to proceed

immediately to gate 84.

This is the final boarding call for flight FN456 to New Delhi,

now boarding at gate 84.

Hurry up.

Let's go.

-NIA. -Go ahead.

Attention passengers.

This is the final boarding call for flight number FN456,

departing for New Delhi. All the remaining passengers

are requested to proceed immediately to gate 84.

The aircraft is ready for departure.

Sorry, sorry.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Open the gate.

Sir, the boarding is closed.

Open the bloody gate.

Sir, the plane is already taxiing. I cannot do that.

I'm sorry.

We have an arrest warrant for a person on that plane.

We need to stop that damn flight.

I don't have the authority to do that, sir.

You'll have to talk to the ATC.

We don't have the time for that. Please open the door.

-Sir, please try to understand. -Sir.

She's right, sir. The plane is already on the runway.

Srikant's location is also the same.

Call Delhi.

Send a team and grab him at the airport.

Okay, sir.

Is this a good idea, JK?

Why are we running away like criminals?

What have we done?

Atharv,

-the stairs. -Oh.

Give me this.

This is exciting.

Finally, we are all in the spy world.

Yes, it's great. Now, hurry.

Did you find anything?

No…

-Call him. -Okay, sir.

Yeah?

Srikant Tiwari never got on that flight.

Only his phone did.

Where's his family?

Track their phones.

Sure, sir.

JK,

what did you do with our phones?

What happened, sir?

Where are your passengers?

Which passengers?

That family. Where are they?

I don't know anything.

Sir.