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(soft music)

(car engine revs)

DAMODAR NIVAS P.G.
PAYING GUEST NEEDED

1962
DAMODAR NIVAS

(doorbell rings)

(door screeches)

(speaking in Marathi)

(woman) Five, six, seven, eight.
And one, two, three, four...

-(ghungroos jingling)
-...five, six, seven, and...

(soft music)

(woman laughing)

Ek Duuje Ke Liye.

Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak.

(chuckles)

Maine Pyar Kiya.

Pyaar To Hona Hi Tha.

(chuckles)

Dil Chahta Hai.

(whispering) Love Aaj Kal.

Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam.

Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani.

Kuch Kuch Hota Hai.

Dil To Pagal Hai.

(chuckles)

Hum Aapke Hain Koun..!

Hmm!

When is your dad going on a tour?

The day after tomorrow. Why?

Let's leave for Khandala
the day after tomorrow.

Why Khandala?

Because even Aamir took Rani there.

(laughs)

Hey! Who opened my garage gate?

My car! My car!

Who took my car?

(garage gate screeches)

Sudha! Our... our car.

(intriguing music)

Good morning, boss.

Morning.

You seem to really love this one.

First loves are always special.

-Tell me.
-I have the man who is trying to get you.

(title music)

(beeping)

(intense music)

(sirens wailing)

(tyres screech)

(eerie music)

Himmat Singh. Works with the agency.
Colleague of Vinod.

Excellent track record.
Zero failure. Unblemished record.

Not even a single parking ticket.

One of those old-school
honest fuckers, I'm told.

What's most precious to him?

His family, I guess.

Track and pin them.

We tracked the daughter and found that
she is already tailed by... Guess who?

Her father. Of course.

I like him already.

(intense music)

(dramatic music)

(keypad beeps)

-Abbas.
-Good morning, sir.

An abandoned briefcase
has been found, sir.

The drama went on for the whole night,
but it just had old newspapers.

Oh, my!

Check if there is anybody
at this address.

If there is,
keep a close eye on them.

-Jai Hind, sir.
-Jai Hind.

Sir, we tried.

But Dr. Bhargav is still missing.

Good morning, sir.

Do you really think
it's a good morning?

What's happening, Himmat?

We don't even know
who the enemy is yet.

Damn it! I'm in the most embarrassing
situation in front of the PM.

Sorry, sir. That intel was wrong.

Dr. Bhargav was not on that vessel.

This has been happening
for the last four days.

The enemy is always
one step ahead of us.

How?

If there's any loose end
in our intelligence, fix it quickly.

Or it will be too late, Himmat.

Sir, they have a mole in our system.

Do you suspect anyone?

Not yet sure.

-But I'm working on it.
-Oh, God.

-We don't have time, Himmat.
-I know, sir.

My best guys are on the job.

Himmat, by the way, how many operatives
went for the Black Sea operation?

There were quite a few, sir.

Only one operative and some locals.
Am I right, Himmat Singh?

I know what I am doing,
Mr. Banerjee.

Himmat, is extracting a fugitive
businessman from Dominica

a critical priority at the moment?

Trust me, sir.

I'll handle this for sure.

Trust is not an issue.

Mr. Banerjee said there were
some internal threats as well.

You received a threat
to blow up the South Block, right?

It was an intelligence tip, sir.

The situation is such
that we can't take things lightly.

(phone buzzes)

Good morning, Himmat sir.

Dr. Harmindar, where are you?

Sir, I'm on my way to the NRTO.

Take the car towards the Red Fort.

You will work with us
until we find Dr. Bhargav.

But, sir, I need my own tech set-up.

That will be handled. My team will
set up your system in my office. Bye.

But, sir... Hello. Hello!

Take a U-turn.

(upbeat music)

(intriguing music)

How are you, Abhay?

The entire department is saddened
by Shekhawat's death.

And I know you considered him
a father.

Right now, there's a big national
security matter to deal with.

The separate follow-up
that you are doing on this case

is slowing down my operations.

We're on the same side, Abhay.
So, don't do anything stupid.

It's not that easy, sir.

Agreed.

If only you had called me,

you wouldn't have been in
the condition you are in right now.

I respected Vinod a lot.

He also used to talk
a lot about you, sir.

He held you in high regard.

I want you to help me, Abhay.

So, tell me everything.

Sir...

after neutralising Zhang,
we came to know

that he and his RedEcho group
were just a front.

Sudheer Awasthi, an Indian
businessman, was behind everything.

Shekhawat sir also came to know that
someone in our system was helping him.

Our operational details
were getting leaked.

But before we could prepare ourselves,
Vinod sir got killed

and Dr. Bhargav got kidnapped.

This mole...
Did Vinod suspect anyone?

Sir, Virendra Bakshi
was on his radar.

He didn't share
any specific information with me,

but I know that he wanted
to catch him red-handed.

And what do you know
about Sudheer Awasthi?

Again, nothing much, sir.

People call him the Collector
behind his back.

-The Collector?
-Yes, sir.

Last year, he attended

an Indian business tycoon's
birthday party in Amsterdam.

He liked
a singer's performance there.

I don't know if it's true or not,
but I've heard

that the singer and the tabla player
stay with Sudheer Awasthi.

There's another story, sir.

Sudheer had a Russian partner
named Mikhail.

Sudheer liked his wife and kid.

Suddenly, two years ago,
Mikhail died in a boat accident.

(blasts)

Now his wife and kid
are with Sudheer.

He collects people and things, sir.
That's why he's called the Collector.

He's one twisted guy, sir.

Here, we have to take the UPSC exam
to become a Collector.

(chuckles)

Do you have a photo
of Sudheer Awasthi?

No, sir.

I want you to stay out, Abhay.
Don't do anything stupid.

I will get this bastard.

-Is that clear?
-Sir.

Thank you, Abhay. Get well soon.

Sudheer Awasthi.

(ominous music)

Hello, doctor.

I am Sudheer Awasthi.

We're in the same business
of cyber security.

Just on the opposite sides.

It took us a lot of trouble to bring
you here. No pain, no gain, huh?

-Shall we start doing business, doctor?
-I can't.

I'm not a traitor.

I apologise, sir.

But these lines drawn on the ground
do not decide my country.

I'm a global citizen
and a straightforward businessman.

If you listen
to my philosophy of life,

you will understand
that I am not wrong at all.

To fuck with the public...

Pardon my French, sir.

To fuck with the public,
the government just sells patriotism.

And the people get fooled
because it's easy to manipulate them.

You know, once you get to know me,
you are really going to like me.

I can't betray my country.

-I am not--
-A traitor like me.

Your patriotism was proven when
you surrendered your US citizenship

and took back
your Indian citizenship.

I really admire and respect that.

Well, go and freshen up.

After that, I'll show you
the true colours of your national flag.

Sam.

(intriguing music)

(message beeps)

(suspenseful music)

(door screeches)

Pari.

(phone buzzes)

Yes, Saroj.

Himmat, Pari went out
with one of her friends.

-Which friend?
-I don't know. I didn't see the face.

Just a second.

(tracker beeps)

Sahil, I've sent you some footage.
Just track that vehicle.

-I'll look into it.
-Okay.

Is there a major crisis?
Are you busy?

Yes... It will be sorted
in a day or two.

Saroj.

I am scared
for the first time in my life.

Second time.

-When was the first time?
-When you were going to marry me.

(chuckles)

No, such a national crisis

is much easier to handle.

Come on, Himmat. Give it some time.

Everything will be all right.
I promise you.

Saroj, I have started thinking
of myself as a stepfather.

Now, all my life--

No, Himmat.
Nothing like that will happen.

I know. You have loved Pari
more than I have.

I know that.

Yes, I have loved her
more than you have, but...

maybe that's why
I couldn't tell the truth.

And that's why...

it hurts so much.

Stop thinking about it so much.

I'm telling you.
Everything is going to be all right.

Will you come today?
I've made your favourite kadhi.

Well, I... I will try.

Okay. Bye.

Okay. Bye.

(clears throat)

How are you, doc? Busy?

Amit here.

Hi, Farooq. How are you?

Rocking, as usual.
What's up with you? How's it going?

Do you need any help?

What timing!

See! Even before you think of me,
I am at your service.

-Are you flirting with me?
-Of course.

(system beeping)

What was the exact time
when you raided the vessel?

12:25 IST.

Do you like Turkish Baklava, doc?

Yes. Wait.

Sahil, call Himmat sir.

Sir, we got something.

-Did you trace the car number?
-Yes, sir. I have messaged it to you.

Good.

Yes, doctor.

Sir, the entire crew on the vessel
was Serbian.

I managed to hack
into the Serbian Citizen Data Centre.

It was quite challenging as they have
a very high level of encryption.

Tell me about this tomorrow.

-Sir?
-No. It's very interesting.

But, for the time being,
let's concentrate on Dr. Bhargav.

Sir, then I checked Serbian criminal
data records and found this.

This digital ID's photograph was swapped
with this picture at the last moment.

-Around the same time as--
-What time?

12:25 IST.

Who told you this?

Farooq.

Just a moment, sir.

(rings)

(phone buzzes)

Hi, sir.

So, it's you!

I was wondering how she was chatting
on such a secured terminal.

No, sir. I was trying
to help Dr. Harmindar.

Yes, I can see that.

You never asked me
if I liked Turkish Baklava or not.

Sir, I care about
your blood sugar levels. That's why...

You made a mistake, Farooq.

Dr. Bhargav was in front of you.
On the same vessel. But you missed him.

No, sir. I did a thorough check.

This is his fake Serbian ID.

Had you not been busy with
your extracurricular activities,

you would've spotted Dr. Bhargav.

Share the man-in-the-middle
cyber attack log with Dr. Harmindar.

Sir.

So, you haven't shared it yet?

-Sir, there's too much on my plate.
-Sir, I will check it.

Trace the IP address, please.

-Yes, sir.
-Thank you.

(traditional music)

So?

You didn't tell me what you did
after the Dubai op.

Nothing special.
Just some personal stuff.

(message beeps)

Is it sir?

No.

Just personal stuff.

Nice ring.

Thanks.

Where did you buy it from?

-It's a gift.
-Hmm.

A female friend must have got it
from abroad.

It could be a male friend, too.

(coughs)

(message beeps)

Loko Resort.

Excuse me. Cheque, please.

Saini.

(suspenseful music)

Wait a minute.

Do you know where this man could be?

No idea.

Do you know him?

Yes.

I have had random conversations
with him.

After his wife's death,
he has become a bit reserved.

Go.

Break it.

-Check inside.
-Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

(suspenseful music)

(phone buzzes)

-Hello.
-You'll find nothing in my house.

I hope you are looking for Dholakia
with the same passion.

I don't have to remind you.
Time is running out.

-I am in the middle of something, so--
-It's not my business, Himmat.

I just want Dholakia.

And I want to see some political will
and some agency spine. That's it.

-(phone rings)
-I am watching the news.

If I don't get to see the news
that I want in an hour,

then I will call you back.

(intense music)

-Hmm.
-Well, there is no one here.

I think they ran away in fear.

Exactly. (clears throat)

Listen. There is Virendra Bakshi
in the South Block.

He lives in Khelgaon.

His wife teaches at Shri Ram College.
He has two sons.

No. He has one son and one daughter.

His son is in the US,
and his daughter is in Singapore.

Put him under 24-hour surveillance.

I want to know everything
about him, Abbas.

Okay, sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Dr. Harmindar has broken through.

Oh!

(tense music)

Yes, doctor.

As expected, in the man-in-the-middle
cyber attack, server cloning was done

through the onion router.

At times Russia, at times Hong Kong,
and at times Australia.

-And what about the IP address?
-Even that's changing. Look here.

Sir, when the computer
and the Internet were introduced,

4.3 billion IP addresses
were created.

This IP falls into the V4 category.

The maximum IP number for that
is 255.255.255.255.

-Yes. So?
-Computer scientists had no idea

that their worldwide usage
would increase so much.

All the IP addresses got sold out,

and then they had to create
three trillion more IP addresses.

And we consider them
in the IPv6 category.

Let's talk about it tomorrow.
Right now, what is the location?

The hacker is using the IPv4 category.
It's quite an old and unique IP address.

The Internet began from there, and all
IP addresses were allotted from there.

Even this you can explain to me
tomorrow. What do we have to do now?

Sir, this double-one series belongs
to one man or one company.

Oh, my!

Sir, I am getting there.
Just a second.

I am sure this IP address
is registered

on the American Registry
for Internet Numbers (ARIN).

Okay.

So, how long will it take to get
the details from ARIN?

One week.

CIA, those...

I am sorry.

-Sahil.
-Sir?

Open the backdoor channel.

-Do we have anything for the CIA?
-Yes, sir.

When America left Afghanistan
and Taliban took over,

a reporter was killed there.

We have his assassination's lead.

-Connect to them.
-Sir.

(playful music)

-May I have a repeat, please?
-Of course.

Here you go.

-Thank you.
-Sure.

-May I join you?
-Please.

Indian?

Yes.

And you?

Well, my origins are from India,
but I am Surinamas from the Netherlands.

Neth... Netherlands. Yes.

I know your history. Surinamas.

You have been staying there
for the last 5-6 generations.

But you are Bhojpuris. Right?

I am very impressed.

I'm sure you know Bhojpuri, right?

You are right.
One has to safeguard one's culture.

Good. (laughs)

Work or pleasure?

I came here on a holiday alone.
I am looking for some peace and joy.

Myself, Sarita Recardo.

Myself, Jignesh Dholakia.

(glasses clink)

A pleasure meeting you.

The pleasure is all mine.

Here or somewhere else?

You seem to be in a hurry!

Always.

-Shall we go somewhere else?
-So, you must know the place.

Shall we go to the Caribbean Sunset?
You get delicious goat curry there.

Sorry, but I am a vegetarian.

-May I give you a suggestion?
-Sure.

Vegetable curry at Loko Resort.

This is the place.

It's mine.

And your friend sitting behind

may join us.

(tense music)

No, I think
you should call him. Right?

Sit.

You see, cool dude,

all this staff and security

are all mine. Okay?

And, ma'am,

this honey trap trick is outdated.
Try something new.

And in my opinion,
you should leave this place.

No. You see, if I call the police,

there will be
diplomatic complications.

So, it's better
that you leave. Right?

One more thing.

Don't ever try this again.

Leave!

(upbeat music)

(woman) Hey, boss.
I am your big fan.

(intense music)

The way you outsmarted Indian intelligence
in Budapest has everyone in awe.

Please reply.

I have something for you.

The Indian intelligence found your
IP address. Can you talk to me now?

How can I trust you?

-It starts from 1111...
-Fuck!

They are verifying the details
from ARIN.

Thank you. But don't worry.
CIA won't share anything with them.

They are using the backdoor channel.
They are not being upfront.

Why are you sharing all this?

I am your fangirl.
I want to work with you.

Where in the world are you?

Georgia only!

Do you know Aleksander
from the DDWS of Georgia?

Who Aleksander? Amilie's boyfriend?

-Amilie Patrova?
-No. The earlier one was Amilie Dussegard.

Don't know.

(intense music)

(ominous music)

Welcome, doctor.

Look.

They are hard-working citizens
of your country.

(various reporters) The video shows
policemen accompanying rioters.

As per the report, the people are
pelting stones in huge numbers.

Human rights organisations claim
that the mobs have been stirred up.

And it has become

-a pandemonium.
-Clashes continued

throughout the day and night.

40 percent commission in Bengaluru.

With this mounting corruption
in the southern part of India...

As you can see, ₹3 billion
of taxpayers' money is sinking!

This year, we have a peak
for train crash numbers.

An hour wasted
for a five-minute-long journey.

-The government...
-The diverse nation is now struggling

to give basic medical care
to those who need it.

The mobs are resilient, and they say

that they will fight to protect
until the end of it.

In the last 48 hours,
cars have been burnt down,

there's been a lot of stone-pelting,

shops have been vandalised
and people have been beaten up.

The entire region is in a state
of rebellion...

A country is formed
by its people, doctor.

It's not the other way around.

Are you sure you want to sacrifice
your life for these clowns?

What exactly do you want?

India is the largest user of OBI.

From a beggar to a vendor,

from a student to a businessman...
everyone uses OBI.

And the data of these OBI users

is stored on the servers of NBDI,
National Banking Department of India.

Doctor, I want access to
these servers just for 10 minutes.

You want to control
the bank accounts of our OBI users!

You want to cripple the economy
of my country, you bas...

I am going to do business, doctor.

I have sold these 10 minutes
to China.

And the 10 minutes China
spends with me

will be sold to the US.

Now, they can decide what they want
to do with this data.

But I'll earn $15 billion
from both sides.

Isn't that great?

So, shall we start doing
some business, doctor?

(upbeat music)

I am organising a party in Tbilisi
and would love for you to join.

I assure you.
You won't be disappointed.

No, sorry. I can't come.

Please.

No. I am too far away.

I know you are in Georgia.

Yes, I am. But it's a 5-hour drive
from Tbilisi.

Please.

(chuckles)

My boss will not let me leave.

(upbeat music)

Sir! Sir, we got him.

Sir, I got the hacker's location.

Farooq.

(wind whooshing)

(dramatic violin music)

(music rises)