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Hi, sir.

Hi, Bhagirath. My favorite employee.

Come in.

What? I spilled tea.

Come in.

I have a call with our American clients soon.

-Okay. -How's the project coming along?

That's a big one.

Don't worry, sir. The team is working very hard.

Everyone is working very hard.

Okay.

How can I help?

I'd like to request for a leave, sir.

For ten days.

I know the timing is off, sir.

But don't worry, sir,

the team is working very hard, and I can promise--

No, that's fine.

I'm just surprised because it's the first time you've asked for leave,

and that too for ten days.

Is everything alright at home?

Yes… Yes, sir.

All good.

Sir, actually I have a friend, Hardik,

who's like an elder brother to me.

He's a brilliant chap.

Did way too many drugs some time back,

so he was roaming around thinking Goa was Pondicherry,

and Mumbai was Bangalore.

So I sent him away to rehab, sir.

He will be back the day after tomorrow.

He doesn't have any family, sir.

I'm his only family.

And I really don't want him to waste his life.

I don't want him to get into drugs again.

I just want to find him a good job, sir,

and settle him down. That's it.

Bhagirath. Bhagirath,

-you're such a nice guy. -Thank you, sir.

Honestly, I'd have married my sister off to you.

But I just don't have one!

Anyway.

And what does Hardik do, besides drugs?

No, sir, he doesn't do drugs anymore.

He's clean and sober now.

He stays away from bad habits now.

He fell into bad company, sir.

Otherwise, he's a well-mannered and respectable boy.

But what does he do for a living? Or did?

And was he good at it?

Sir, he was brilliant.

He has a degree in software

but has experience in marketing and advertising.

Trust me, sir, he can sell anything.

He can sweet-talk his way into… your heart.

You will soon leave…

and I'm going to miss you so much.

I will miss you too, Dr. Chanchal.

Why don't we do this?

Let's get married.

You know how much I love children.

And I want my children to be just like you.

I want to have your children.

Tell me, Hardik, will you give me your children?

What "huh"? Say something.

-What do you want me to say? -Say yes.

How can I?

What do you mean?

Chanchal,

I know how much you love children.

And you deserve to have them.

Yes. Minimum three or four.

But I can't give them to you.

But why?

My Tom and Harry are useless now.

Who are Tom and Harry?

My right-arm pacer and left-arm spinner are both retired hurt.

-What! -My go-to guys are--

-I get that. -Good.

But how and when did this happen?

And you didn't even tell me about it.

You know what, to hell with children.

No, no, no… we can't send the children to hell.

Children make our lives complete and beautiful.

Why don't you plan on having children with someone else?

I'll always be there for instant gratification.

Chanchal,

come here.

I only want to see you happy

because you deserve it.

I'm so happy to hear that.

How about this?

You can take a couple of days off, and then you bring your friend here.

I'm sure we can find him a job on the tenth floor.

Marketing is such a wide term…

that even I don't know what half these guys do!

Thank you, sir.

Sir, you're the best boss. Thank you.

But make sure he doesn't screw this up.

Screw you, Bugs.

I'd rather go back to rehab!

I mean, I love you, Bugs.

You've done so much for me.

But why can't you do some more?

I don't have anyone else apart from you.

And who are you earning for anyway?

No girlfriend, no wife, no children.

Your Papa is busy managing his estates while

your Mummy is busy managing your new Papa.

Look, bro, you like looking after my needs and me.

I also don't mind it.

If I stop taking from you,

then whom will you give all this to? Think.

You asked me to come to Mumbai from Delhi.

And I came.

You put me up, took care of all my expenses.

Did I stop you? No.

You told me to go to rehab. I did.

You'd send me money every month, and I quietly accepted it.

Every time you've given me something,

I've obediently taken it. Correct?

What more do you want from me?

What's with this new obsession with getting me a job?

I don't like it. I don't want it.

Brother, you start on Monday.

Make yourself presentable and get ready to begin your new job.

Here's your offer letter.

Offer letter?

Seven crores?

What! Let me see.

It says 70 thousand, bhaiya.

Units, tens, hundreds, thousands… What the f--

No more waiting.

The time for Operation Benaqaab is now!

We need to leave now.

When will the CD of the new film be available?

Do you want romance or action?

Is there a new film starring Hrithik Roshan?

With a new heroine?

Sending it.

Yes, I'm just reaching. Have you reached?

Almost there.

What's wrong?

I don't know the details, but it's Madam H's order--

Madam H? Really? What's the matter?

She has probably received some intel.

She wants to meet the Home Minister and other departments.

People from the IB and RAW are already here, the TSU--

Madam H has to cooperate with us this time. Otherwise--

Let the Home Minister handle this, you come here quickly.

Good evening, sir.

Hurry up, Madam H will be here any minute now.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

I've gone through the report.

What do you think, H?

The intel is strong, ma'am.

"Hrithik Roshan" is code for "Top Five Wanted Terrorists"

from Foreign Soil, excluding our neighbors.

"New leading lady" means "Sleeper Cell Activation".

"When will the CD be available?"

means they will either enter the country as visitors…

-or as tourists. -What's the motive?

-Or target? -Not yet clear, ma'am.

But I will need permission for on-ground intelligence

and inter-departmental clearance.

Ma'am, I think we should take the lead on this.

Did your department secure the intel, Mr. Bose?

We're trying to find out who's behind this.

But my gut says

it's Abu Al Sayeed.

But his target has always been America and other European countries.

Why us?

Why India?

We are finding out, ma'am.

We're on it.

I'll update you periodically.

Okay, H.

I want your agency to oversee this.

And till your agency is completely set up,

use any department.

But results at any cost.

Good luck. Jai Hind.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

Tenth floor.

Let's go.

Sleepy?

Don't fall asleep.

Zip up.

Hey!

Welcome to Next Phase Technologies,

where "Tomorrow is today."

Our HR, marketing, and advertising departments are all here.

And you?

I'm on the top floor.

-Software and tech are on that floor. -Okay.

But you don't have clearance beyond this floor.

When did I say I wanted to come up?

-I was just asking. -Great.

Hi.

Hardik.

You?

Big Brother!

Big Brother!

-Your desk. -Oh please,

Mr. Respectful Party Pooper,

what's with all this "big brother" nonsense!

You're only four years younger than me!

And we were in the same grade, weren't we?

If you keep calling me "Big Brother" in front of everyone,

it'll give off an elderly vibe.

Don't focus on the vibe.

Focus on work.

You're only here to work,

or at least to pretend that you're working.

But no matter what you do, don't screw this up.

Speaking of "screw this",

the company has very strict policies on sexual harassment.

So don't sleep with anyone from the office.

More importantly, don't sleep with anyone in the office!

-Okay, fine. Now leave. -No way!

Not before you take an oath of being celibate in the office.

Why are you creating a scene?

Take the oath.

Fine, Bhagirath Bhargav,

I swear on you that in this office, I'll never--

Bloody hell!

Hey, who is that?

Hey! Who are you?

Hi, I'm Hardik.

I joined today.

He's my friend Bhagirath, from the top floor.

Nice. The top-floor gods have finally descended on earth!

-Who is she? -Her name is Kareena.

She is the new intern.

Very sweet…

Calm and composed.

Very nice girl.

You can talk to her.

You sure? She won't bite?

Excuse me?

Are you describing a girl or a dog, bro?

Come here for a minute, big brother…

You know how tough it was to get you this job right?

Don't mess this up.

Focus on your work, not on the girl. Got it?

Thank you.

Bye.

Just leave.

Big Brother!

We'll eat lunch together.

-Please just leave. -Oh, okay.

Hey. Big Brother…

That's my surname.

-Hey, Abhi. -Hi.

You wanted these Excel sheets date-wise, right?

Yeah, thank you.

Can you put presentation also in pen drive and give to Yuvika?

Oh yeah, sure. Anything else?

Coffee?

-Excuse me? -Hi, I'm Hardik.

Oh, hi. Kareena.

Kapoor?

Funny.

Actually, it's my first day here

and people here are not very friendly.

If you could…

Hi… Hardik.

We just met 15 minutes ago.

That's right.

No wonder you look familiar.

Anyway, will you give me an office tour?

-You know I can get familiar with-- -Hey!

I told you, she's new here. Just came a week ago.

Very good.

It'll be a test of your knowledge then.

Hey, you…

Want some tea?

Sure.

-Darjeeling red leaf. -Good.

Let's go?

That was our marketing and HR department.

This section…

this section is for our Admin.

That's the Break-Out room right there.

Why do you speak with an accent sometimes?

You've studied abroad, right?

Let me guess.

-USA. -No.

Then?

First Canada and then four years in London.

Wow!

Why did you return, crazy girl?

Excuse me?

Are you a tea person or a coffee person?

What?

Are you okay?

I mean, like mentally.

What do you mean?

I mean, you're saying such confusing things.

I'm not trying to be rude

but the gossip around is that you've just gotten out of rehab.

And that you've got this job because of your top-floor friend.

I'm guessing he's the one who'd come to drop you.

Right?

I was only asking if you want tea or coffee.

Oh.

Coffee, please.

Sure.

FYI, I'm an MBA.

Originally from Delhi.

Bhagirath, the genius,

my friend on the top floor…

is my childhood friend…

he's like my brother.

I was the one who set him up in life.

He's a little overprotective of me,

so when he saw me smoking up a couple of times,

he sent me to rehab saying,

"I'll kill myself if you don't go to rehab."

So I went to rehab, to save his life.

Even this job.

I'm doing it just to keep him happy.

Else I don't really need it, you know.

Where did you get your MBA?

Who did?

You.

Why would I get an MBA?

You just said you're an MBA.

Oh, that's just short for…

"Male-Bachelor-Available."

Relationship and girlfriend status-wise, I'm single.

All these MBA-kind of degrees are below me.

I'm actually a traveler

who wants to travel the world and--

Where'd you go? Come.

I can't even begin to tell you

what I saw in the jungles of Kutch…

because honestly, I don't remember a thing.

But it was amazing!

Listening to you all this while I couldn't tell where time flew…

and we're back.

You sit there, don't you, neighbor?

Anyway, it was nice meeting you.

It didn't really feel like that, but that's fine.

I make sense to the heart, not the mind.

Some dialogues can be pulled off only by Salman Khan,

not just anyone.

-Tea? -No, thanks. I'm drinking coffee.

Idiot.

-Bye, see you. -Wait, I'm coming, you bas--

Bye.

To be honest, I was a geek as a kid.

But Hardik bhaiya was a cool kid.

Apart from having a family, he had everything else.

The only thing he lacked was the ambition to succeed.

He'd flunked the same grade three years in a row.

We became friends when I finally reached that grade.

But he never judged me for anything.

In fact, he's always been by my side and never let anyone bully me.

He changed my name from Bhagirath to Bugs.

He even set me up with my first girlfriend.

In exchange, I motivated him,

and we became class toppers.

After that,

I went into software and…

he got thrown out of college.

But he also did software only.

Anyway, how's your prep for the presentation coming along?

What are you guys making?

We're currently working on this new--

Excuse me.

Hi… hello, sir.

No, no, sir, I can take it, actually.

The solution to the problem exists, son.

Don't go looking for problems within the solution.

Yes, Bugs. What is it?

Bro, I'll need one more hour.

Our software has a glitch at the moment.

You take the car and leave. I'll come in a taxi.

And please order some food and eat it.

Will get late for me to come and cook.

It's okay, Mummy! You take your time.

I'll wait.

-We'll leave together. -You sure? Okay.

-What are you doing? -Oh!

Drinking.

-What? -A banana.

You want?

Here?

Not here.

Then where?

There.

And I was like, "Dad,

for interns, 'salary' usually just means experience."

Even salaried employees don't work as hard.

True.

So what was Dad's advice?

If Bugs finds out we did this, he'll freak out.

Did what?

What are you doing?

Thinking.

Don't think.

Really?

Yes, because this is not a date.

First ask me out on a date properly,

then depending on how that goes--

Will you go out with me tomorrow evening?

That was quick.

When life gives you a gift,

you don't question it.

And I swear, you're the best gift that life has ever given me!

One… just give me one chance.

-Yes. -No!

No means no!

Have you lost your mind?

Kareena is such a nice girl.

She's an intern. Why are you putting the job at risk?

Wait a minute…

how did you guys reach the terrace?

What do you mean you were drinking?

You just got out of rehab. You promised me.

-And you broke your promise? -Bugs, don't bug me!

What I feel for Kareena is very special.

Something I've never felt before.

Maybe she's what's been missing in my life.

I really like her.

I'm going to plan the best date for her.

Don't screw this up for me.

Okay.

But first, promise me

that you won't do any hanky-panky.

Our jobs are at risk, bhaiya.

And God knows I had to give my ass to get you this job… theoretically.

I can already see stars…

-That's it! -Oh no!

Get down and follow my next message.

It's a date night hunt.

Cross the road and "smeel" the pav bhaji.

Walk in that direction.

"Smeel?" You mean smell.

Sorry, bitch, distracted.

Sorry, a bit distracted.

Food looks yummy,

but don't take a bite.

Look behind and follow the light.

Sorry, I think the battery died.

It's okay, Hardik.

Full marks for effort.

Can I see you now?

Hi.

Hi.

So, what now?

Now…

Hardik, what are you doing?

Do you trust me?

No.

Why?

Because…

Okay, please trust me.

You won't regret it. For sure.

Climb up. Quickly.

Come on.

What do you mean "climb up"?

You need to climb up because there's a surprise up there.

-Come on… -No, Hardik.

-Why? -No. Hardik, I'm wearing a dress.

Oh.

Okay, I'll look the other way when you climb up.

-I won't look. -No.

-I promise I won't look. -No.

There's a surprise up there… please.

Please. Please.

-Look that way. -Okay.

Come on.

Hardik, what are you doing?

Just come with me.

It's dark. Be careful.

Hardik, where are you taking me?

It's a surprise. Just come.

-Ready? -For what?

I'm so excited.

Surprise.

Wow, what is all this?

This is for you.

Thank you, Hardik. That's so sweet.

But this isn't the surprise.

Come…

-Where is it, Hardik? -I'm telling you.

Ready?

Oh my God!

Wow!

This is so beautiful.

So beautiful.

Thank you, Hardik.

I didn't expect this at all.

How did you manage this?

A couple of crisp 500 rupee notes work wonders with the security guard here.

I've always loved planetariums since my childhood.

I can't believe I've never been to one.

Really?

I'm so happy your first time is with me.

I mean, visiting a planetarium…

As a child, I thought my parents were stars in the sky.

But you can barely see any stars in the city.

So my grandma used to say--

Run! The security guards are here!

What do you mean "security guards"?

Then who the hell are you?

Hello…

Oh no, run! Grab your purse.

Who's there?

Who's there?

Who's there?

And here you go.

Oh my God…

pav bhaji, bhurji, hakka noodles,

and now these popsicles.

These aren't popsicles.

These are "kala khatta" flavored golas.

It's great for digestion.

Oh really?

Oh, really nice.

Told you.

No, it's "cold"!

Good one.

I really had a great time, Hardik.

Thank you.

It was hardly a great time.

My plan completely flopped.

Actually…

should we try again tomorrow?

Tomorrow, I can't.

-My dad is visiting for a few days. -Oh.

Actually, Hardik…

what are your plans for the day after tomorrow?

On Sundays, after cleaning the house,

Bugs and I usually go to the vegetable market… Why?

Have dinner with my dad and me?

Really?

Why?

Because you're the kind of guy my dad would definitely hate.

If I tell him you're my boyfriend, he will lose his mind.

It'll be great to prank him.

What do you say?

Date?

What's wrong?

I mean, I can't understand

should I be impressed or offended?

Come on, that's not how I meant it.

See, understanding you at the first meeting isn't just difficult.

It's impossible.

Let me think about it.

Fine.

But you must come.

I should head back now.

I can drop you.

No, no, my cab is here.

-I booked it already. -Booked it?

Okay.

Here it is… 9433.

Thanks once again, Hardik.

I really had a great time.

Hardik…

see you the day after.

See you the day after.

Okay.

I'm feeling so happy.

Bye.

Free for a ride?

Shit!

Oh shit!

Calm down. Calm down, Hardik.

This is not real.

Dr. Chanchal had warned you…

It's just an acid flashback.

The man sitting in front of you is not real.

A figment of my imagination.

Just breathe.

Calm down.

Hi.

What's your name?

Loverboy…

Not "huh". Ask me my address.

And I'll reply… "I live in your heart.

What do you do?

All I do is love you.

What will this lead to?"

You really did hit me? Oh shit!

It's real. It's not a drug dream.

Damn you, Chanchal.

Panic! Panic! What's happening, Chanchal?

Sir, why have you brought me here?

Why are you hitting me? What happened?

Forgive me, Chanchal… what's going on?

What's going on?

He looks like a highly trained asset.

He's trying to confuse us with different personalities.

-Start questioning him. -Where am I?

What-- what is that?

Why is that red light on?

Operating theater?

Do you want my kidney? Why?

Please forgive me, mister.

I'm like your younger brother.

Anyway, neither of my kidneys works.

I have kidney stones!

It's hurting!

Why are you hitting me?

What's the problem, sir?

-Name? -I'll tell you…

My name is Hardik. Hardik Sharma.

I am 32 years old. Height 5'8".

My weight is 72 or maybe 73. I'm not sure.

Zodiac sign, Gemini. Lineage, Vishwamitra.

He's a cunning fellow.

He's talking gibberish to prove his innocence.

Check to see if he's telling the truth.

Give me two minutes, sir.

The name is correct.

The company's name is also correct.

I'm telling you the rest. The system is lagging, sir.

-Sorry, sir. -"The system is lagging."

How do you know Huma Sayeed?

Who?

Huma. Sayeed.

Was she in Gangs of Wasseypur?

Her name is Huma Qureshi, sir.

And I swear, I don't know her.

I don't even follow her on social media!

Sir, I'm a really good person.

This Huma Sayeed.

This Hu-- Huma Sayeed?

Sir, who is this?

I'm seeing her photo for the first time.

Who is she?

What the hell! Twins?

Who are they, sir?

What are you doing, sir?

Oh no. I'm so bad.

I'm sorry, sir.

I shouldn't have looked.

Are you… planning an attack on the planetarium?

Or are you still scouting?

Sir, you've got it all wrong…

I'll tell you everything honestly.

There's no attack being planned.

Her name is Kareena, sir.

She's not a Kapoor. But I don't know her surname, sir.

She works with me

in the marketing department of Next Phase Tech.

She's an intern there.

I planned this date to impress her.

I just wanted to surprise her.

I had no idea that the planetarium security was so high-tech.

Please forgive me, sir. Please.

Her name is not Kareena.

She is Huma Sayeed.

-Abu Al Sayeed's sister. -Okay.

Okay. Thank you for letting me know.

She probably didn't like her name. That's why she changed it.

People do this all the time.

I know absolutely nothing about her brother.

She had only mentioned her Papa.

Papa?

Is her Papa here as well?

I don't know if he's here already or not…

I was supposed to meet him day after--

But I don't have to,

if you say, I will never meet him.

I'll do as you say. Please let me go. Please.

His phone activity is normal.

His search history is also just porn sites.

What! Shut up.

Sorry.

Bansi, find out from Immigration

when and how Badshah Sayeed entered the country.

And why am I finding out all this from this clown?

Okay, madam.

But it's possible that Huma might meet someone else the day after.

Because this guy seems like an idiot.

Bansi,

these guys are not from my department, and

I'm trying my level best to tolerate them.

-But you-- -Yes, ma'am.

Bansi, come.

Pay attention, everyone.

Badshah Al Sayeed is Abu Al Sayeed's father.

He is a successful businessman.

He's not directly linked to any attack, but

Intelligence believes

most of the attacks were funded by his money.

We don't have much information about him.

He isn't on the Wanted List,

but he happens to be the father of a Most Wanted Terrorist.

Since Huma Sayeed and her father are currently here,

we shouldn't take this matter lightly.

You will activate your information networks

and verify if Badshah is in fact really in India or not.

-Any questions? -No, sir.

Hurry up.

Madam, the information is true.

Badshah Sayeed has boarded a flight to Dubai from San Francisco.

There's a connecting flight from Dubai to Mumbai.

He will land in Mumbai tomorrow night.

And… he's travelling on a British passport,

under the alias Ibrahim Bashir Haq.

Something is not adding up.

First, the sister comes here under an alias

and joins the marketing department of a tech company as an intern.

Now the father is on his way.

They have to know they are being watched.

Sir, I am a heart patient.

Sir…

Sir, these men…

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

We know you are innocent.

Thank you, sir.

-Can I leave? -Sit!

But not out of danger yet.

Danger?

This girl,

whom you think is Kareena, is actually Huma Sayeed.

She is Abu Al Sayeed's sister.

Abu Al Sayeed is one of the five Most Wanted Terrorists in the world!

We work for a Government Intelligence Agency.

According to our sources,

Abu Al Sayeed is planning a major attack in our country.

His sister and his father are helping him carry this out.

This is so wrong, sir.

Let me call her right away and ask her to cancel this plan.

Please give me my phone.

You will do nothing of the sort

because this will get you killed.

Stop talking like a fool

and understand how serious this situation is.

You're a one-of-a-kind donkey!

Wait…

Look, right now we don't know if we can trust you

so you're stuck in a dangerously bad situation.

So listen to me carefully.

Don't tell anyone about what happened here,

between us today.

-No, no… -And definitely not to Kareena.

This is your only chance to prove your innocence.

Else you'll be proven a traitor for helping a terrorist's sister.

Why are you saying this, sir?

I really won't tell anyone anything.

To hell with Kareena!

I will never meet her again.

I will leave my job.

I will leave this city…

Just don't want to leave this world, sir.

That's why you should listen to us carefully.

You'll go home and behave normally…

The day after tomorrow, you will go on a date with Kareena

and meet her father as well.

But you will wear a wire when you go on the date.

Once we are assured that you're not affiliated with them

and we find out what they want from you,

you will be safe.

You are getting a chance to serve the country.

You will become a hero.

Just keep your mouth shut,

and do what we tell you to.

Okay, sir.

I will do whatever you say.

I will go on the date…

But I usually wear normal clothes when I go on a date,

I will look very weird If I wear wires and go.

Fire! Fire!

Fire!

Hardik bhaiya?

You doing drugs again?

Doing drugs again?

Started smoking again?

Oh God!

Oh no, not in front of God!

You think rehab is a joke!

You think rehab is a joke?!

I want you to recover, but…

you seem to be hell-bent on making things worse for you.

Listen, I'm not going to take all this nonsense, okay!

I'm not going to take all this nonsense!

Where were you?

Were you out on a date? Or a drug deal?

Kareena is a terrorist.

Huma is a terrorist.

Actually, Kareena is Huma, and Huma is a terrorist.

Abu is a terrorist.

And Abu's father is also a terrorist.

And for some reason the planetarium folks think that I'm also a terrorist!

He called me a one-of-a-kind donkey.

Acid flashbacks and drug hallucinations…

just what I was afraid of.

Why are you doing this, bhaiya? Why?

I can't see you like this.

I can't see you…

Where is Kareena?

-No… -Where is she?

No… to hell with Kareena!

-I'll call up Kareena right now. -Are you crazy?

You're mad!

Do. Not. Do. This.

I'll tell you everything…

-It is not a drug-related issue. -Okay.

Do you know who Abu Al Sayeed is?

Who is here at this hour?

I don't know.

Jai Bajrangbali!

Pizza.

I had ordered it.

Munchies.

-Hi. -Sir, pizza.

Thank you. One minute…

Bugs, do you have change for a tip?

Oh shit!

Help me, Mom…

I want my mom.

My mother used to always tell me…

Calling a donkey "Big Brother" doesn't turn him into a human being.

It'll still kick…

and you did!

I was crazy!

What have you gotten us into, bhaiya?

Where's the baldy?

Who?

I was here before I came home. I was telling you about it…

That baldy beat the crap out of me.

45 minutes.

It took you exactly 45 minutes to ignore our specific and strict instructions!

Do you understand what national security is?

No, sir!

I really don't understand what's going on!

My heart and my head are about to explode…

I am so sorry!

I have no idea what's going on.

What the hell don't you understand?!

We have a terrorist situation,

possible spies,

who for some unknown reason have chosen a donkey like you…

Let me rephrase that.

Would choose a "one-of-a-kind donkey" like you…

to work with!

The stupid system here keeps on hanging!

And unfortunately, at this time the only way to get intel, is through you,

and your date day after tomorrow!

All you had to do was not tell anyone anything,

wear a wire, go on your date

and just listen to their conversation!

And by "wire" I mean, you have to wear a mic!

Why the hell would we send you wrapped in an electrical wire?!

What in these instructions did you not understand

that you had to go and discuss it with another donkey!

Excuse me?

I am not a donkey.

Myself Bhagirath Bhargav.

Please calm down a little.

Because I haven't yet understood much.

But I will fully cooperate with the…

Government, I'm assuming.

Yes, madam.

Actually, he's very intelligent.

And he also knows that Kareena, I mean Huma Qureshi.

Why don't you keep him and let me go?

What do you mean "keep him"?

You're such a scoundrel.

You trap me and then offer me up as sacrifice!

I'm not sacrificing you.

I'm giving you a chance to serve the country.

-A chance to become a hero. -You ungrateful wretch!

I've done so much for you!

-Do this one also, please… -Get out of here!

-But how? -Shut up!

Shoot them both.

We'll figure out something else.

-No, no, no! -No, no, ma'am!

I will do just as you say.

Actually, both of us will.

But it's true that he's more intelligent than I am.

I'm not dumb. I'm a fast learner.

Ma'am, sir…

I am a bit scared, but…

if it's about national security,

trust me. I take it very seriously.

If you could patiently explain it to me,

I will get it.

And if you want this ungrateful wretch to do something,

-I'll make him do it. -Yes, yes, he'll make me do it, promise.

He's barely become a star,

and we have to deal with a manager already.

What should we do, madam?

We don't have time.

I can't tolerate this donkey any longer.

Either, brief the other one and see if he's worth it,

or shoot them both.

Sir, first option, please.

Rawal.

Yes, ma'am?

Ma'am?

Take my credit card.

If we are to carry out the operation from here,

we will need some decent laptops, surveillance screens and Wi-Fi routers.

So please go get them. Else we can't work like this.

Yes, ma'am.

This girl who you think is Kareena, is actually Huma Sayeed.

Abu Al Sayeed's sister.

This is all the information you need. It's important and relevant.

I can't believe this.

Kareena is such a sweet girl.

And she speaks Hindi fluently.

You donkey,

she has studied at Stanford.

She is fluent in seven languages.

And you better take her seriously.

She's a gold medalist in kickboxing.

But…

Sir, I don't get it…

if she's not on the Wanted List,

why is she working as an intern

in the marketing department, under an alias?

Sir, how did she manage to clear the background check at Next Phase Tech?

Our security protocol is watertight, we have international clients.

Sir…

Sir, can I please use this?

I want to check her logs in my company files.

It might be useful to you.

-Okay. -Thank you.

You guys still use this outdated software?

Why?

Sir, how can you entrust our national security with this firewall?

No wonder 16-year-old kids are hacking our systems.

Hey, Mr. Elon Musk,

just do as you are told.

Sir, don't worry.

Let me fix your system and firewall situation first.

Then I'll fix this ungrateful wretch's date situation.

I have some ideas on both.

Bhaiya, this is a microphone.

We'll be able to hear your conversation through this.

Okay.

Bugs, why don't you come with me?

-What if I goof up? -I can't come with you, bhaiya.

They'll get suspicious.

And I'm pretty sure you'll goof up.

-Correct. -Sir.

That's why there's this.

What is this?

What the hell!

Why are you sticking this to my balls?

Because I can't stick it on your head.

What is this thing?

A Taser.

Remote controlled.

If you stray from the script,

you'll be given a mild shock. That's it.

Have you lost your mind!

I refuse to wear this.

-Take it off. -Stop.

If things go wrong,

either those guys will kill you or these guys will torture us.

These small shocks are nothing in comparison. Get it?

Small shocks?

More like ball shocks!

What a bloody mess!

-Please save me, God. -Please save me, God!

You're suddenly a believer now!

I'm ready to become a Belieber also. Just get me out of this mess.

-What can I do? -Calm down!

I mean, don't be scared.

-Everything will be fine. -But how?

Put shove this in your ear.

Shove it where?

In your ear.

Oh, ear…

You will be able to hear us with this.

These flowers are for Kareena.

You will give this set of pens to her father.

As a gift.

Okay.

Mic and trackers active?

Yes, ma'am. Active.

Hello. Mic testing. One, two, three. One, two, three.

Bugs, can you hear me?

Hello, hello. Yes, I can hear you loud and clear.

-Can you hear me? -Yes, yes, I can hear you clear.

Okay, good. Checking the Taser also once.

What?

What happened?

Oh…

What the bloody hell have you put on me?!

What are you doing?

Sorry, bhaiya. Sorry, sorry, it was on full power.

I'll make it half.

Damn!

Reduce it to five percent!

It's already half-fried.

You rascal, is this to stop me or sock me?

Sorry, bhaiya. Sorry.

-Hello. -Hello, sir.

-Do you have a reservation with us? -Yes.

I'm here to see my friend Huma Al--

Kareena! Kareena! Kareena!

Kareena, sorry.

-My friend Kareena. -Yes, sir. Table for three.

-Please follow me. -Okay.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Looking good. -Thank you.

You also look hot-- Nice.

-Are you okay? You seem-- -Yeah, yeah, no, no,

I'm not in any kind of danger--

Hardik?

What are you blabbering?

Sorry.

I think I've had food poisoning…

So cramps, bad ones.

Mainly lower abdomen.

And the AC wasn't working in the taxi so… sweaty.

These are for you, Kareena.

-Oh, thank you. These are lovely. -Thanks…

But you didn't have to come.

My prank wasn't that important.

Even I said, I don't want to go…

-Let me complete my sentence, fu-- -What?

Not you.

Lower abdomen cramps not letting me speak.

I said I won't go,

but Bugs said

you shouldn't feel like I'm ignoring

or avoiding you after the first date.

-That's why. -Will you kill him?

That's all I wanted to say.

Actually, I feel bad for not inviting him.

Why don't you call him and invite him right now?

He's nearby, he'll be here in a jiffy.

Don't call him.

-This is why I kept doing it. -Don't call him. Because…

I don't want to share you.

So…

-Kareena… -Yeah.

Can I just take a minute to go to the loo?

Yeah.

Thanks.

What the hell!

You think this is a toy? You keep playing with it!

Do you want to burst my balls completely?!

If this is how you want to kill me, why did you send me here?!

Sorry.

I'm turning off the Taser.

Bhaiya, you're on the right track.

-All the best. -Okay.

Positive ID on the mark.

Everyone will stay alert.

Here we go.

Don't screw this up, Hardik.

Hi, Dad. How are you?

My little angel.

I'm good.

Happy to see you.

Come, sit.

So how was your flight, Dad?

Well, a flight is a flight is a--

Oh, I see Uncle is here.

Namas-- Hello, Uncle.

Dad, this is my friend Hardik.

I really wanted you to meet him.

I'm also very happy to meet you, sir.

And I must say,

you're even more good looking in person than she describes you.

You didn't say we would have company.

Oh, Hardik works with me.

We've been dating for some time.

I didn't want to keep it from you.

And what is it that you do?

So he works with me--

I asked him, not you.

We work together, sir, in the same company.

Next Phase Tech,

marketing department.

Oh.

Oh.

Is that a mic?

Yeah-- What?

That.

This? No, no. Not a mic, sir.

It's a fountain pen. For you.

Meeting you for the first time, so a gift from me.

It's not my birthday.

You.

Have a gift. A nice fountain pen.

Thank you, sir. That's really kind of you.

I'll be back to take your order. With this pen.

-Thank you. -Hey! Can't do--

It's okay. Maybe this was too much too soon, Kareena.

Hello?

-Find out who he is talking to. -Yes, sir.

What's going on?

He's talking on the phone with someone.

Looks suspicious.

Bansi, who is he talking to?

I don't know, ma'am.

We're not able to intercept the call.

We're trying.

So… Hardick…

-Not dick, sir. -"Dik." Hardik.

What does your name mean?

Har…

I'm not sure, sir. Actually, I never asked my parents.

And how did you lose your parents?

I was very young.

They were-- One minute,

how did you know that I lost my parents?

Just guessing.

Dad, what's going on?

You kids, order what you like… on me.

And Kareena, the car will drop you home. I have to leave.

Badshah is leaving.

Goddammit, he knows.

What should we do now, ma'am?

Do we arrest him?

On what grounds? We have nothing on him.

Then what do we do?

Yeah, I would call that a success.

Isn't this what you wanted?

That your dad hates me?

Anyway, good, you know the condition of my stomach too, right?

Should we just pick this up another night, Hardik?

-Yeah, that's a good idea. -Okay.

Come, I'll drop you home.

I could have taken a taxi.

You didn't have to--

Hardik…

I'm sorry.

I feel bad about some things.

You're a really nice guy.

And I really like you.

But there are some things about my life

that I haven't been able to share with you.

To tell you the truth, I don't know where to start.

I want to build my own world and live life on my own terms.

But because of my family--

Our family doesn't always understand us, right?

But family is family.

-All okay? -Yeah.

Everything will be okay.

Hardik, thank you for coming into my life.

I also like--

Can I drop you here?

Sir messaged.

We need to go now.

Sure, I'll get off here.

Thanks.

I also like you, Kareena.

See you at work tomorrow.

-Inshallah. -Yes.

Okay, bye.

Hardik…

When life gives you a gift,

you don't question it.

Hardik, talk to me.

What does she mean by gift?

It's something personal, madam.

-I'll tell you later. -Personal?

Hardik?

Talk to me, Hardik!

Hardik, talk to me. I'm going to kill you!

Hardik!

Bhaiya…

When life gives you a gift,

you don't question it.

Thank you for coming into my life.

Ma'am…

Ma'am…

Badshah has left for Dubai on a private jet.

Badshah has left?

The driver of the car has also fled.

The local police and forensics are conducting a joint investigation.

Handle the local police

and coordinate with the NIA to find out where the explosives came from.

Debrief the department.

I want to know if there was a leak from here.

Okay, ma'am. I will--

Ma'am, Mr. Bose…

Sorry, ma'am.

Hello, Mr. Bose.

H, I gave you my department's best officers only

because the Home Ministry asked me to.

-How could you let this happen? -Yes, Mr. Bose.

The entire department…

Yes, Mr. Bose, I know you've given me your department,

your cooperation, and your staff.

And I am grateful for that.

Going by what happened today, there could have been a possible leak.

It could've been from your department too, but I'm not blaming you.

Please let me do my work.

-Thank you. -No. But H, you need to listen--

Both of you stay here. I'm going to Delhi.

Madam, what do we do with Bhagirath and Hardik?

For now, debrief them and let them go home.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am. I am on it.

Let them go home?

Do you think these two can be trusted?

Relax, Bansi…

Come to think of it,

as of now these two are the only ones who are not under suspicion.

Without any proper protocol, we've threatened these two boys

and made them work for us,

which is completely wrong.

This mess needs to be cleaned up ASAP.

Let's just send these boys home for now.

Just pray these boys are not loose-tongued and weak-eared.

Sir, we're solid on both counts. We're tight-lipped and sharp-eared.

We won't tell anyone anything.

Bhaiya, don't go.

They said we are safe…

Bugs, I'm so done with Mumbai.

I want to leave the city.

Just think it over. Stay.

What will you do in Delhi?

Delhi? Who's going to Delhi?

I'm going to the mountains because I want to be high.

And I mean, in attitude and altitude both.

I won't be able to forget my terrorist girlfriend if I stay here.

It's confirmed, madam.

The call to Badshah wasn't made by anyone from Mr. Bose's department.

No one from this department called Badshah.

But someone did call him.

Who made that call?

Thanks, Bugs. For everything.

Come on.

Bhaiya…

One minute…

Who's calling?

Ma'am, Hardik is getting a call from a private number.

Sharing the screen now.

-The solution to the problem exists, son. -Private number?

-Where is this call from? -From Dhaka, ma'am.

No, wait.

It's from London.

The solution to the problem exists, son.

Speak. You speak.

Not me. I don't want to.

What the hell do I do now?

It's a proxy server.

Location is Mexico City.

I'll get in trouble if I answer. You answer it, please.

Wouldn't I get in trouble? You answer.

Come on, pick up.

I'll put it on speaker, and both of us will talk, okay?

Okay.

Hello?

Assalamu alaikum.

Jai Hind. Who is speaking?

-My sister, may her soul rest in peace. -Abu Al Sayeed.

It is very unfortunate.

She did not deserve to die like that.

The voice is a match, ma'am.

This is Abu Al Sayeed's voice.

She may have died alone, but she will not be buried alone.

What do you mean by "won't be buried alone"?

We didn't do anything.

I know that you and your friend

Bhagirath were like family to her.

And family has to be there

when we celebrate her life.

Her body will reach us next week.

You have to be there with us.

I'm so sorry for your loss, bhaiyajaan.

I mean, bhaijaan.

Sir…

Strength to you and Uncle.

RIP. Om Shanti?

Do it in person, brother.

Come to Thailand, and I will look after everything.

I want to hear about my sister from you.

Thailand?

Sir, actually, I'm a little busy these days. Maybe later?

I can also email you about your sister, you know.

I am not asking.

I am telling you.

See you next week, goodbye.

-Khuda hafiz. -Hello? Hello?

Bhaiya? Bhaijaan? Sir?

To hell with everyone. Let's run away.

-Yes, yes, let's go! -Let's go.

Open the door.

Elevator.

Come on, come on…

Ground floor.

Run, come on.

You guys packed fast!

There's one week left.

And a lot of work to be done.

Let's go.

Or should I get the pipe?

Sir, why have you brought us here?

What have we gotten ourselves into?

Both of you must have many questions.

Who gave the orders to kill Huma?

Why is Abu calling you to the funeral?

Why did Huma involve Hardik?

But the most important question is…

Why is Abu Sayeed targeting India?

And what does he plan to do?

Not all of a nation's wars are fought at the borders.

This country has many soldiers

who, without uniforms or medals,

risk their lives every single day

so that our nation and its people remain safe.

Our field agents are those soldiers,

the real heroes

protecting our country in different corners of the world.

And today,

my agency and I want to offer both of you that very opportunity.

Yes!

We will train you.

I know

we don't have much time.

Don't worry,

our best trainers will do their best

to cram two years of training

into one week for you both.

In exchange,

you will do exactly as Abu Sayeed wants,

collect intel for us,

and be a part of this mission.

Gentlemen,

this country needs you.

Madam,

if this country is counting on me,

then it's already too late.

I can barely look after myself.

You should send agents like Pathan or maybe Tiger.

-Say something! -Ma'am, if you really believe in us

and can promise our safety,

then I'm ready to stand with my country and do whatever is needed.

Good job.

Now quickly tell her the truth in Hindi!

The British ruined our country, and their language has ruined your brain!

What the hell are you saying?

Madam, what is he-- I-- I am not a part of this.

Let's get them ready.

-Let's get them ready. Jai Hind! -Sir?

Glory to Mother India!

Come on, fight!

Why are you hitting me?

-What is going on here? -No…

Hardik, let's go.

Full strength!

Very good.

Yes. Come on.

Yes. Come on.

Come on, you can do it.

Come on, Hardik. Very good.

One more!

Hardik bhaiya. Come on, Hardik bhaiya.

You can do it. Glory to Mother India.

Keep quiet.

Now, you do it.

You will be trained to use these weapons.

No matter what the weapon, there's only one rule…

Your shoulder, elbow, and wrist should be straight.

And fire.

Try to relax.

Our heartbeats often go into overdrive when we lie.

Calm down.

What is your name?

Bhagirath Bhargav.

Okay.

What is your name?

Hardik.

Is your name not Hardik?

It is.

Then why are the pins moving like this?

How do I know?

Punch, punch, kick.

Punch, punch, kick.

Good!

Keep going…

You didn't hit anything…

Are you here on someone's orders?

No.

We are here because you called us.

What is your name?

Hardik.

-But your name really is Hardik! -I know…

-Then why are you so scared? -I don't know.

You can do it. Lift.

What the f--

What kind of a man are you?!

I'll tear you apart!

The country needs you, Hardik.

Come on, you idiot!

Hardik, be a soldier.

I'll try, madam.

Hello?

Go.

How will I become a soldier?

What am I, Bobby Deol?

Here! Clean this up.

I'm not your servant.

I'll do it, sir.

Brother, we can do it.

Yes, come on.

How do you know Bansi and Rawal?

Who? Shamsi?

And who's the other one? Chawal?

One, two, three, punch.

One, two, three, punch.

Yes!

What is your name?

Come on, just please tell me!

Hardik.

Come on. Come on, get up.

-I'm like your son. -I don't have any sons.

Come on, do it for the country.

Before our agency is set up,

we cannot afford a failure like this.

I can't believe…

all my years of hard work are now tied to the fates of two donkeys!

Ma'am,

tell us what you want us to do.

How long before the “Sipahi One” formula is ready?

Madam, that hasn't even reached the stage for animal testing clearance.

It'll take at least six months to a year before it can be tested on humans.

Try it on mice for a couple of days.

After that, I want it ready to be tried on donkeys!

But madam, we don't even know if Sipahi One works or not.

These two will die.

If these two are indeed destined to die…

then maybe Sipahi One will do the job quickly.

Or maybe that's the only thing that will save their lives.

You're absolutely right, madam.

I'm on it.

While we're at it,

should we give them a dose of "Sleeper Two" as well?

Just in case.

It's safe for use anyway.

Okay.

One dose of "Sleeper Two".

No heartbeat. No pulse.

Clinically dead.

Very mild pulse.

Faint heartbeat, enough to send oxygen to the brain.

Slow increase in pulse and heartbeat.

Bansi, next.

Mr. Shetty,

now Sipahi One.

No, no, sir.

Sorry, I can't do that.

Mr. Shetty,

these are Madam H's orders.

Don't waste time.

One dose of Sipahi One.

-Matrix? -What?

Never mind.

This will be your last option.

Just in case there's an emergency

-and we're not able to rescue you. -No!

Please don't say this, madam.

We won't commit suicide.

Cyanide. I know this is cyanide.

You were assuring us of safety. Suddenly you're talking about suicide!

-Ma'am! -Shut up!

What cyanide?

You watch too many films!

This isn't cyanide. These are lifelines.

Every dangerous situation always has two options.

Fight or flight.

Ma'am…

Imagine if a gunfight breaks out,

and your life is in danger…

Blue capsule.

Take it out, put it in your mouth, and swallow it.

Your heart will stop beating for about seven to eight minutes.

-Everyone will think you are dead. -I don't get it.

But soon one molecule

of this drug will give your heart a jolt

and restart it.

You will be alive once again.

And that will give us enough time to come and save you.

That's all.

And the red capsule?

This will be your very last option.

If the only thing standing between life and death is a fight,

swallow this.

And then what will happen?

Mayhem.

Remember to always keep this with you.

Go home and prepare for your trip like normal people.

Forget you're on a mission.

Just remember,

you're serving the country,

and this country is proud of you.

Jai Hind!

Jai Hind!

Jai Hind!

-Jai Hind! -Jai Hind!

Shall we go?

Careful.

How is this going to work, madam?

What is our plan after all?

Do you believe in God?

No.

I do.

So then you start believing…

and you start praying.

What the hell.

While everyone's off to Bangkok to screw around, we're going…

to get screwed!

Look, bhaiya,

if this wasn't a matter of national security--

Enough, Mr. National Security,

your name is Bhagirath, not Bhagat Singh.

I have serious doubts about this agency.

They're so busy guarding their own backs,

they didn't even bother to tell us who's watching ours.

We've already put our faith in them,

and we're already on our way to complete the mission.

So you better sit quietly and eat this.

We need energy.

What is this?

Pickle and thepla.

Very good.

Good job eating theplas before the mission.

While they shoot bullets at us, you can shoot farts at them.

And everyone will die.

Khap khun khap!

I'm feeling sick in my stomach.

Told you not to eat airplane food.

To eat theplas instead. You've got an upset tummy now.

Hey, I might be shitting bricks here…

but I don't have a bad tummy!

I'm only expressing myself in English.

"Don't eat airplane food,"

behaving like my Mother!

Bhaiya, I'm shitting bricks too.

But don't worry,

they have our back.

Who has our back?

Who has our back?!

Just landed. I can see them.

Attention, everyone,

the mission is a go.

Okay, I want eyes on the boys at all times.

Maintain your distance.

Everyone else in position?

In position.

We are in position.

I am in position.

There's a chauffeur here to receive them.

He shouldn't get suspicious.

Keep your distance.

Be careful. He might have company.

Stop.

Where are you travelling from?

-Mumbai. -India.

-Passport, please. -Yes.

-Yes, passport. -Here. Passport.

Open this bag.

-Open this bag! -Oh, okay.

-What is this? -This is "thepla".

-"Thepla?" -Sir, it is food… to eat.

-Food? -Yes.

Will someone tell me what's going on?

They've been stopped by airport security.

The sniffer dogs must've alerted them because of the theplas.

-Because of what? -Madam, thepla.

-What?! -It's a local food.

People carry it with them.

Don't know why.

You both come with me and bring your luggage also.

But…

Go.

Sir…

What happened? This is just "Thepla", sir.

The chauffeur is leaving.

Follow him.

And will someone tell me what the hell is happening to the assets?

They've been taken to the Holding Room.

The chauffeur is walking towards the parking lot.

Ma'am, something fishy is going on.

What do you mean?

He spotted me.

He just escaped on an unmarked motorbike.

How was he planning to take them on a motorbike?

They played us.

Those two weren't stopped by airport security.

Just barge into the Holding Room and see what's going on.

Don't bother knocking. Just barge in.

They aren't here.

Their luggage is here.

So are their phones.

Hardik's bracelet and Bhagirath's locket…

We don't have any more trackers on them!

How will we find them now?

We have lost the assets.

I repeat, we have lost the assets.

What should we do now, Madam?

Fu--

The deal will go through no matter what.

-Please don't worry about it. -Yeah.

The markets are going to stabilize in the next two weeks.

If the markets really stabilize in the next two weeks,

then that's a good sign, but we need to stay cautious.

Let's keep in touch and respond quickly to any changes.

-Brother. -Yeah.

So we don't end up in a difficult situation.

I am going to be there next month.

Will meet the Minister and go through everything.

Sounds good.

Okay.

Goodbye.

How are you two doing?

How was your journey?

Oh, I'm sorry about the facemask.

Need to be careful around travelers post-COVID.

I don't have time to fall sick!

My name is Abid.

Abu Al Sayeed is my client.

Don't be scared.

I have other clients too.

Some are politicians, some are businessmen,

and some are like Abu Sayeed.

I simply help my clients expand their businesses.

What happened to Abu's sister…

has deeply pained me.

He told me that it's very important that you two attend the funeral.

Sir.

Salaam, brother.

Yeah. Just now.

Okay, I'll put you on speaker.

Go on, brother. They can hear you.

Welcome, and thank you for coming.

Abid is like a brother to me.

So don't worry. You are in good hands.

He will bring you both to where I am.

And tomorrow we will celebrate my sister's life.

Abid?

Yes, brother?

Okay.

Sir, but…

We will take the morning flight tomorrow and go to Abu.

Okay?

Both of you will stay at my hotel tonight.

Please get some rest and…

if you need anything, my team is there to help.

Okay?

Let's go, boys.

See you.

I specifically asked you not to riot on the 19th.

Even a day makes a big difference, you moron.

The number you are trying to call is currently switched off.

Where is Madam H?

I can't get through to her phone.

And where are those two idiots?

Sir, what do we do now?

Sir, please come here.

The voice is distorted.

Sir, please…

Sir, I've found two old videos of Abu Al Sayeed on the dark web.

The first video is one month old.

And this one was uploaded 12 days ago…

around the time we received intel about Delhi.

Sir, a new video has been uploaded right now.

Satya, what is he saying?

He is saying that tomorrow, he will show evidence of how

his sister was martyred in the name of "jihad".

And how India is helping the USA

to spy on them.

Tomorrow, he will present before everyone

the man who is developing spy software in India for the USA,

so that the USA can keep tabs on all of us.

After burying his sister tomorrow, he will declare when and how…

India will be punished.

What happened?

What went wrong?

Why did it stop?

Sir, the encryption format was probably changed.

-It will take us some time. -Shit!

Is he referring to Hardik and Bhagirath?

Someone find Madam H!

Find out which software Next Phase Tech is working on.

These terrorists are actually very talented.

All of them speak multiple languages.

Abid too.

But, Bugs…

-Abid's neck… -I hate such tech fraudsters!

What do you mean?

I mean,

I can't think straight now.

I know, Bugs.

God knows where they're taking us tomorrow.

Where the hell are the agency guys?

-Bhaiya… -Yes?

You were right, bhaiya.

Me? What did I say?

What's wrong?

I… I don't want to die.

-I don't want to die, bhaiya. -Just calm down.

You were right, bhaiya.

We shouldn't have come here, bhaiya.

-Please save me, bhaiya. -But we're already here, Bugs…

Just calm down.

We still have some more time left,

and at least we're still together…

We'll figure a way out of this.

Why are you behaving like this, Bugs?

Calm down.

Mr. Hardik, your room is ready.

-Come with me. -Room?

"Come with me?"

No, no, we're fine here.

Mr. Abid's orders.

-No, no, we are not-- -But listen…

One minute. Hardik bhaiya--

Relax.

Hello?

Yes?

Okay.

There's a change in plan.

Mr. Abid wants to see you for lunch at his place.

Come on, Hardik.

He is also alone.

You can get rid of him.

You can beat him up.

You can do it!

You got this!

You got this!

You can't do it, Hardik.

He will kill you.

You can't do it.

What did the agency guys say?

Is this the one to fight, or the one to die?

What is that?

Nothing.

Don't try anything stupid, okay?

I'll try to.

Does Abid sir live in a jungle?!

Farmhouse, that's where we are going.

Okay.

Hello?

Killed him?

Not yet.

Where have you reached?

Another ten minutes.

We're on the outskirts now.

Okay.

Boss was checking.

Send a photo of the body and then get rid of it.

Copy that.

Hey!

Hey!

Hello?

Yes?

He died on his own.

What?

How is that possible?

I don't know.

Heart attack maybe.

He looked very stressed.

Okay, then.

Send a photo and get rid of the body.

Copy.

He's dead.

Died of a heart attack.

My guy just confirmed it.

I would like to see Mr. Bhargav for dinner tonight.

Make a reservation at Red Crane downstairs.

And send him appropriate attire.

Hardik?

Madam?

You?

You're in Thailand?

-Where is Bugs? -Hardik, listen to me carefully.

Calling you here was simply an excuse.

Abu Sayeed wants Bugs, not you.

That's why he gave instructions to kill you.

Thank God you took the Sleeper Two pill. Things could've gone really bad.

What do you mean, really bad?

Hasn't the worst already happened?

What on earth does Abu want from Bugs?

Relax.

Abu Sayeed has told his people

that India is working with the USA to develop spy software against them.

And that it's Bugs and his team developing it.

But in reality, they aren't developing spy software.

It is an AI decryption tool.

That deciphers AI-generated files in real time.

Basically, any AI scam can be uncovered instantly.

It is through this software that I found out

Abu Sayeed didn't call you here.

It was an AI-generated voice.

If you already knew about this,

why did you send us here to die?

I found out about this only two days ago,

but I only believe it now, after meeting…

Meeting whom?

Oh.

Welcome, Mr. Bhargav.

Let it be, sir.

We both know what this mask is for.

The machine fixed to your neck is translating what you're saying

into a different language in real time.

Bravo, Mr. Bhargav.

See this.

A prototype from my new company.

I have set it to translate my French and English to

Hindi and English…

so that you understand.

And this device translates all other languages

to mine and plays it for me.

But you already know this, so cheers!

Where is Hardik?

He is on a date with a beautiful masseuse.

Quite a funny guy.

He will meet us directly at the airport.

Pardon my manners, sir…

but it's getting difficult for me to trust terrorists like you.

So I would like to meet Hardik now…

And I mean right now, else…

Else what?

Else what?

I would suggest that you sit down, remain calm,

and listen to me carefully.

Terrorism is not what you think it is.

Jihad, paradise, beautiful angels…

Those are just fairy tales to manipulate the soldiers on the ground.

So even if a terror attack today

may appear to be carried out in the name of religion,

it's really only driven by just one thing…

Business.

Stock markets, shares, companies, trading…

these are the backbones of every country.

The spine of a nation.

The ups and downs of the stock market change more lives

than any terror attack ever could.

A country like India is progressing rapidly today.

It's getting richer.

And that's not something the rest of the world is going to be happy about.

So, to show India it's in the right place, we need to break its backbone.

For example, Next Phase Tech, your company.

It is one of India's top tech companies.

Its stock price have been on an upward trend for years.

Consistently.

The company is about to close a major deal soon.

And the market is aware

that the share prices will soar.

Now Pakistan and your neighboring countries start thinking

about how to exploit this market, short your company's stock,

and in the bargain rake in billions.

Without anyone ever finding out their involvement.

This is where I come in.

I use a terrorist like Abu Sayeed to blow up your company building…

right before the stock prices can rise, so the company stock value falls instantly.

And the stock market crashes.

And because of your country's loss,

at the cost of your country's grave loss.

ISI is satisfied.

And Abu Al Sayeed and I add a little more to our wealth.

But we don't differentiate between countries when it comes to terrorism.

We can carry out this business of terrorism for your India as well.

Never mind, that's how the world works.

All you should be thinking about is how I can be of help to you.

Hello! Brother Abid!

Hello, everyone.

Hey, I know him… Brother Abid, please tell him…

Hi.

Hi, Abid. Bugs.

Where the hell did you disappear to, bhaiya?

Calm down, Bugs, I'm good.

Mr. Abid's man left me stranded halfway.

Must've been a mistake. Some sort of confusion. It's okay.

Then I met a beauty who dropped me here.

What are you talking about?

-Who is this beauty? -She's right here… where did she go?

Ms. Beauty…

Ms. Beauty…

Hi, sexy.

-Hello, everybody. I'm Svetlana. -Hello.

Sorry, Hardik, I met a friend out there.

No problem.

Oh! Is this the cutie you were talking about?

-Hi. Svetlana. -Bugs.

Hi, I'm Svetlana.

Okay.

Mr. Bhargav,

we have to leave for the airport.

Oh, don't be a grumpy man.

These boys are here for the first time.

-They must enjoy the nightlife. -Yes.

-You want to be naughty? -Yes. Yes, yes. Me too.

Come on, don't worry. We'll be back by two or three o'clock.

-We'll come back, okay. -Come on.

What are you guys doing?

-We can't fight here. -Correct.

This is not a small roadside pub.

This is Thailand's best restaurant.

-Let us go. Move aside. -Yes, let us go…

Oh shit!

Help! Help!

Somebody call the police!

Help! Help!

Somebody!

Mr. Bhargav, we have to leave now.

If you come willingly, I'll let these two go.

I really want to work with you.

But…

I have other options.

You don't.

No, no, no, please! Hardik bhaiya!

Sir…

Sir, I'll come with you.

Break their bones and kill them both.

And this time…

make sure they stay dead!

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Madam! Abid's taken Bugs?! Please save us.

No!

If this is how I die…

Then I'll kill before I die.

No, sister.

Please, sister.

One, two, punch.

-One, two, punch. -Yes!

Okay, wait.

One, two…

One…

They're beating the crap out of us.

Save us, madam.

They're hitting us so much!

Madam.

I found out about this only two days ago,

but I only believe it now, after meeting…

Meeting whom?

Thank God you're alive.

You're alive?!

I thought you died… because of me…

You're alive?!

What's going on here?

Because of you two, I'm now scared of women!

You're all in this together!

Hardik, I'll tell you everything.

The country needs you, Hardik.

Come on, you idiot!

I'll try, madam.

Hello?

Huma Al Sayeed.

The answers to all your questions are linked to the Next Phase Tech software.

That Bugs and his team are developing.

What?

I got Rawal to summon the software from Bugs' team.

She's telling the truth.

Else I wouldn't have been here, and Abu Sayeed--

My father had already severed all ties with him.

But we share the same last name with Abu Sayeed…

and that is enough to ruin our lives.

And I just want to clear that name.

That's why she started working as an intern in your company…

to find out about the software being developed by Bugs and his team.

What are you guys making?

Excuse me. Hi, hello, sir.

I could reach Bugs only through you.

I wanted to tell you the truth.

And Bugs too.

But when Dad found out why I was in India--

He immediately came to Mumbai to save his daughter.

Darling, they are going to catch you.

You want to spend the rest of your life in prison?

Dad, Abu is going to attack Mumbai…

based on a lie.

And I know it's a lie.

Huma, I asked you to forget him as I did.

He's a psychopath!

-Dad, if I could just-- -No!

I will get you out of here tomorrow night.

That's final!

Now.

What now?

Abu is going to use Bugs to motivate an attack against India.

What makes you think so?

He has uploaded a video on the dark web today…

Ma'am, do you have Bugs' software?

-Yes. -Please give it to me.

What are you doing?

I may work in the marketing department, ma'am,

but Bugs and I have the same qualifications in software.

Bugs' AI decryption software,

text, audio, video, and images,

will work on all formats.

He is the one who called Bugs and me here.

Impossible.

I've heard the voice…

it wasn't my brother's.

Correct.

The person in this video isn't your brother either.

Sitting here with a bit of makeup and a Deepfake AI filter

is Abid.

Assalamu alaikum.

My sister…

may her soul rest in peace.

Is he fooling everyone by becoming the face and voice of my brother?

Then where is my brother?

What has he done to him?

Look, I have no idea where your brother is.

But please save my brother Bugs, madam.

If Abid takes him out of Thailand,

then Bugs is gone forever.

These people will kill Bugs.

He is all I have.

Please, get Abid arrested.

Abid owns that hotel.

He's bulletproof there.

We can't touch him.

To hell with Abid!

We need to save Bugs.

Now it's up to us to set matters straight.

Us?

No.

Us!

Surprise! Surprise!

Now go!

If the only thing standing between life and death is a fight…

I… I don't want to die.

Then swallow this.

-Please save me, bhaiya. -Hey, Bugs.

Jai Bajrangbali!

Let's see what you got now!

Madam…

red pill not working.

Sorry, sorry, I made a mistake.

Sorry.

Hardik!

Madam.

Hardik!

This one is dead, bro.

And then what will happen?

Mayhem.

We have to stop Abid from taking Bugs away.

They'll take off from the private airport.

I know the way.

They are going to take off.

Hardik!

781 in position.

Ready for departure.

Negative.

781, hold position.

Vehicle on the runway.

Seems like a motorbike.

Copy. 781 holding position.

Yeah?

Sir, there appears to be a motorbike on the tarmac.

We have been asked to wait.

Take off.

Sir, but--

I said, take off now!

Setting takeoff thrust.

Takeoff thrust set.

Bugs!

Turn around and step away from the vehicle.

Step away from the vehicle.

Move back. Move back.

Don't get on the vehicle.

Step away, get away from the runway.

Move back and get on the ground.

Step away-- Wait.

Turn around. Turn around.

Everyone, turn around.

Turn around. Turn around. Go back. Go back.

Go, go, go…

Go back. Go.

Move back. Move back.

He has no pulse! He's not breathing!

Quickly!

Come on!

-Paramedic! -Bhaiya.

Bugs, let's go.

Why did the plane land?

I'll tell you, brother. First, let's get out of here.

-Enjoy… -Thank you.

Help! Help!

I think he's not breathing!

Abid!

We should land.

We should land!

Listen, we need to land the airplane now!

It's a medical emergency.

Bhaiya, doesn't she look like Kareena from the back?

That's Kareena.

What?!

All this happened because of Abid.

I'm really sorry, Bugs.

I wanted to tell you and Hardik the truth but--

I'm just happy that you're alive,

I'm alive, that we're all alive!

I have no idea how we're all alive, but we are!

Where did you meet Hardik bhaiya?

How did you reach the airstrip from Red Crane?

I thought I was the only one lying.

But I see that Hardik was also…

What? What has he done now?

What has he done?!

He beat up those goons at Red Crane like a professional assassin.

-What? -Yes.

At the airstrip, he was going to crash

the motorbike into the aircraft like a madman!

What!

Bugs.

Madam will fly out of Cambodia with Abid.

Her contact will take us directly to Mumbai by air.

-Let's go. -Oh, Mr. Let's Go.

Were you thinking of crashing the motorbike into the airplane?

Why?

If we can't serve our country as soldiers, we can at least become martyrs.

What's wrong with you?

What are you even saying? Are you on something?

You took the red pill, didn't you?

What are you talking about? What red pill?

I don't have the time to explain right now.

We need to leave this place. It's not safe.

-Not safe. Not safe. -Let's go.

Come.

Bhaiya.

Come on.

Huma Sayeed is dead.

I would like to keep it that way.

I need to find my brother.

I cannot come to India.

Take care.

Hardik?

Hello?

Bhaiya? Bhaiya!

My Tom and Harry are useless now.

My Tom and Harry are useless now.

-What? -Who are Tom and Harry?

Kareena is a terrorist.

Hardik.

Hi.

I'm so happy your first time is with me.

What? Are you okay?

You mean like mentally, right?

Bhaiya.

You think this is a toy? You keep playing with it!

Do you want to burst my balls?!

What? Are you okay? Hardik.

Madam, send Pathan or send Tiger.

We will eat theplas and shoot out farts.

Planetarium's security.

Madam, red pill is not working!

Hardik!

Hardik!

Namaste, Uncle!

Abu is a terrorist.

Abu's father is also a terrorist.

Damn you, Chanchal!

Bhaiya, calm down. Everything will be okay.

You two did a fabulous job!

From one-of-a-kind donkeys,

you've indeed proven that you're one-of-a-kind.

Superb.

-Please come. -Thank you, sir.

They risked their lives.

Right.

Madam never praises anyone.

Did madam praise us?

No.

Excuse me…

Where are you going, bhaiya?

A businessman goes missing in Thailand.

Terror plan uncovered.

Us?

I swear.

This wouldn't have been possible without you two.

Sit.

Hello, madam. Thank you, madam.

Hardik, you're the only candidate

who's still alive despite taking Sipahi One.

What?

What you did after taking the red pill was Sipahi One's magic.

But what's more incredible

is that you survived.

The lab mice used in Sipahi One's trials

died within three days from severe side effects.

And Sipahi One was banned forever.

But you, Hardik,

your body has some serious resistance.

Probably because of your previous drug use,

Sipahi One had no effect on you.

You are absolutely fine.

Thank goodness.

Madam, what did you do with Abid?

Did you find Abu Sayeed?

Where is Huma? How is she doing?

Any update on my software?

I'm sorry,

you two don't have clearance for this information.

I can't give intelligence information to civilians.

Unless…

instead of remaining civilians,

you'd like to serve the country…

as agents on my team.

-Agents? -Your team? IB?

SIA?

RAW?

No.

VIBE.

-VIBE? -VIBE?

Vigilance Intelligence Ballistics Espionage.