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What happened?

Something doesn't feel right.

Don't worry. I won't...

If anything happens to me, let my brother know the truth.

You'll be fine.

If they even get a whiff of what...

Do you trust me?

So, after you disconnect the call...

I'll flush the SIM.

I am not saying this just for the sake of it,

But if we have managed to come this far.

It is only because of you.

All you have to do is just stick to the plan.

You've done really well till now.

Don't get nervous. And even going ahead...

RP?

Yes?

I trust you.

There's a white van waiting outside.

Quietly get into it.

Lift the veil.

My brother must've got only 71 angels in heaven,

because he'd managed to get one right here.

Why did you wish to see me?

Zaheer is dead, our mission isn't.

Do you know the consequences?

I have seen Zaheer die.

That could be your fate as well.

Subhanallah./ May He be Exhalted!

I'd like to know how prepared you are to face the consequences.

'When you trust your fears more than the reality,'

'your fears end up becoming your reality.'

Do they think our country is their fucking private property,

that they can come and go as they please,

and we won't do fucking shit about it?

You know right, I am talking to you.

We leave our families behind to haul their asses?

This time when I go home to meet Ananya...

That is, if I do make it,

Ananya won't even recognise me.

This is like talking to a wall.

You won't get it,

how it feels like when you aren't left with any family life.

You are at least still alive.

You should thank your stars.

What's with these moves?

What's gotten into your pants?

I'd die of boredom if not for this playlist.

What he writes, the great Gulzar.

I, too, have been asking the same.

What the hell does he write?

I don't understand a fucking word.

The weather is frigorific, borrow a mackinaw.

By the time you understand what it means,

you'd already freeze to death.

And the same emotion, in Govinda's songs:

Get your cot closer to mine, I am feeling cold.

Straight come to the point.

I want some action with you tonight, babes.

Only a pervert like you would think that.

You need depth to understand Gulzar Sahib's songs.

No, you need weed.

Chief?

RP, intel confirmed.

Did you inform the Delhi Police?

Their phone is busy.

An don't get all macho.

I'll try my best, Chief.

Go time, Sinners.

- Copy. - Copy.

You alright?

Bastard, using a woman as a shield.

Bala.

Bala, check her pulse.

Chief.

Not another word apart from mission accomplished.

Ya, mission accomplished.

Good job, boys.

But why do you sound do dejected?

Your intel was incomplete.

There was a girl with him, around 25-years-old.

Was?

Yes.

ID?

Don't know.

But if we send her body for forensics...

Have you lost your mind?

Do you really want another enquiry?

We are fucked if she's a civilian.

Then what do expect us to do?

You are smart enough and practical too.

'Practically speaking we fucked up. '

'We had INTEL about Zaheer and three other terrorists..'

'No woman was supposed to be inside.'

'This was going to cost us.'

Car.

Get me sheets.

Found anything?

Yes, a pen drive on her.

Bala, replace the body.

Guests are arriving.

Handle them.

RP, how will we find out who she was without an autopsy?

Let me give you her autopsy report.

Death due to heavy skull injury.

Anything else?

We need to preserve her body till her identity is established.

We need to dispose her not preserve her, Rajesh.

Do you want me to be more specific?

What if her family shows up to claim her missing body?

Is this the first time we are doing this?

Yeah?

Are we?

Good.

End of debate.

Narang, if this isn't important,

I swear I'll fucking chop your balls off.

What?

What the fuck!

How did you know?

Why doesn't anybody fucking tell me anything!

Fuck DO!

Fuck!

What's wrong?

What's got you so upset?

Why do you have to shove your nose into everything?

Sorry. I was concerned.

Don't try to be my wife. Do you get it?

I don't want to be. I know how you treat Garima.

Do you want me to show you how I treat Garima?

You are hurting me.

Trust me, I haven't even started yet.

Ashwini?

Good morning.

Morning.

Get up. You dozed off on the sofa itself.

Here.

Thank you.

I'll be ready in half an hour.

The purpose behind sharing this information?

I told you, we need to go meet the caterers.

You don't remember anything.

I have very important stuff to do.

I don't think I can do this today.

No excuses today.

You come up with a new excuse every day.

This is not fair.

There is still a year left for Lekha's wedding.

All the things...

Is this a repeat telecast of day before yesterday?

Yes, my baby.

It's so cold today.

Talk some sense into him.

Mom?

You know what kind of work he does. Then why...

I anyway don't want too much gaudery at the wedding.

What do you mean by that?

You want the guests to starve?

Fine, we'll make sure to print "eat before you come" on the invites.

Problem solved.

You two do as you please.

I'll do everything on my own.

The wedding too?

You are a limit.

Mom...

Come on, Dad.

Why don't you just elope?

You wish.

Dad, listen, Mahek is going to land tonight.

I have already invited him over for dinner sometime this week.

- Look... - No excuses.

I just helped you bail out from mom's errands.

Hello?

How can anyone name a boy Mahek?

Cash, mobile, laptop, pen drives

condenser, heater timer,

pressure meter, paint, watches, masks and gloves.

Here you go, Sir.

Sign here.

Thank you, Sir.

Sorry for not keeping you in the loop.

It was a case of national security.

Why bother giving any justifications,

when you have the freedom to do anything?

Anyway, you guys are the only ones protecting the country.

Drop it. Don't take him seriously.

Who was even listening to him? I am starving.

Then get married.

Is that a solution or a punishment?

You'll think of me when she'll feed you.

Oh I see,

so I'll think about you when my wife will be feeding me?

I mean you'll recall my words.

Come on, let's go and protect the country.

First feed me some Parathas.

'We work for a secret unit of RAW,

Directorate of Operations, the DO.'

'This unit carries out covert operations for RAW,'

'and reports directly to RAW Chief, Ashwini Rao.'

'In order to avoid exposure,

we run our DO's office as an export firm in a normal building.'

'The normal looking staff of this normal office has just as abnormal resumes.'

'Some of them were recruited from Special Ops, some from the military,'

'some from the cyber security, some from surveillance and some from the NSG.'

'We all have just one job to do 24/7,'

'to eliminate the threat before it eliminates us.'

What happened, Adah?

Not happy to see us?

I'd told you keep Bala out.

Very funny.

Any news on the farmhouse owner?

He's dead.

Enforcement Directorate had sealed that farmhouse four years ago.

So Zaheer and company were using that farmhouse as a holding cell.

They might be waiting for further instructions.

From Hamid?

Who else?

Zaheer had become the face of terrorism in India.

And his brother Hamid was his shadow.

Otherwise, how is it possible that all the terrorist

attack in India in the past six years,

were linked to Hamid yet no agency has any information on him?

And that girl?

Her face didn't reflect in any database.

But we did find a pen drive on her.

Of course. She cannot have a clean record.

Check her background.

- Find intel, ASAP. - Hmm.

- Okay. - Yep.

Fuck.

Ashwini Sir is in a meeting right now.

Can I take a message for him? Sure, sir.

All of you misunderstand me for some rubber stamp sorts.

DO is a part of RAW and not the RAW itself.

Thank you for expertise on my own unit.

You are overreacting Zorawar.

I'm just trying to tell you,

that you cannot conduct such a big operation without my involvement.

Who's being delusional now, huh?

For the last time, DO is my unit.

That team will report me.

That's the protocol.

Of course, everything is done as per the protocol here.

Actually, DO isn't your problem, RP is.

Sir, mark my words, the one whom you think is an asset,

will one day become your biggest liability.

After every operation voices are raised to shut down DO.

Every one can hear them except you.

Because I believe in what I see more than what I hear.

And I see results.

As long as DO is giving me results,

whether its some dimwit in the opposition or the Deputy Director of RAW objecting,

I don't give a fuck.

Right.

Oh, the hunter is here.

Care to give an autograph?

Riyaz, my man... sorry.

I hope you don't mind me addressing you by your name.

No, Sir.

You see, RP doesn't sit well with me.

I am not cool like the others.

Sometimes I feel that you work for me and not for Ashwini sir,

because you are making it very easy for me to shut down DO.

Sir, why don't you call me by my full name?

Riyaz Pathan.

And who says that you aren't cool, Sir?

Hmm?

They say there is always a woman behind a successful man.

Correct?

You have two behind you.

One at home and the other one at... what's that hotel's name?

Le Meridian, right?

I'll go and meet your junior, Sir.

See you, Sir.

How did the grand reunion go, Sir?

If he has to say the same old crap every time,

then why doesn't he just send me a tape?

He keeps wasting my time.

I agree, Sir.

Anyway,

any lead on that girl?

We are trying to find out her identity, Chief.

These are a few photographs, if you could take a look at them...

What happened, Chief?

Nothing.

Such a young, beautiful girl.

Sir, we also found a pen drive on that girl,

which I haven't made a part of the recorded evidence.

Can I... done.

What the fuck?

This is...

How did they get hold of our agents and NOC asset details?

Sir, you want me to spell it out for you?

I mean a leak in our agency?

Can there be other explanation, Chief?

If this is true then Hamid already has this list.

Or maybe, we stopped it from happening.

But we just can't be certain.

All our assets and agents in the field must be warned, Sir.

Just warning them won't be enough.

Recall all those who aren't active and ask the others to go underground.

Okay.

Only the two of us know about this?

Yes, Sir.

Make sure it stays that way.

Copy that, Chief. Right.

RP, and one more thing.

Not a word on that girl's death.

She was not in that farmhouse.

Copy that, Chief.

Her real name was Maria Francis.

When did she convert?

Around two years ago.

She got into a relationship with a boy, a Jihadi.

After that, she broke all connections with her family and friends.

Is she trained?

There are no records of her training,

but she did go to Damascus and Baghdad with her boyfriend.

And her boyfriend?

His name was Taufiq.

He got killed in a drone attack by the Americans.

After that, she came back to India.

How did she meet Zaheer?

We found her Facebook Page, she was quite active on it.

She kept putting up posts on Jihad.

The easiest way to catch attention and get recruited.

We have a few photos of her attending many meetings.

But she is in a veil in most of them,

so we cannot confirm whether it is her not.

Find out what's the connection between her and Zaheer.

Where did they meet, how did they know each other, etcetera.

But be discreet.

Sure.

Why are you so restless?

No matter how hard you try to hide it,

you cannot get over the fact that your daughter is soon going to leave you.

Listen, we had attended a wedding in Mumbai 8 months ago.

Do you remember?

The Mehras.

They had served delicious food.

I think we should talk to their caterers.

Best.

Everything was great, at that wedding.

The bride's outfit, her jewellery, I loved everything...

Why do you keep getting off the tracks?

Do you ever remember anything useful?

Hello, Mehra?

Yes, Ashwini.

Sorry for disturbing you so late in the night.

There was female who was applying henna at your daughter's wedding.

Can I have her contact number?

I'll whatsapp it to you in the morning.

I thought you aren't concerned about your daughter's wedding,

but you even found a girl to apply henna to her.

You are amazing.

Why such a grim face?

This is my fourth drink and I am still not drunk.

Imported liquor is just not my thing.

You want Indian brands when it comes to drinks.

You want Russian chicks to wet your dick.

I suggest you slow down before the SHO catches HIV.

Forget my ass and worry about yours.

Who'll screw me?

One of your officers killed a civilian.

Are you expecting a medal from the government instead?

What are you saying?

I just had a grim face.

Your face looks like someone fucked you over, big time.

Are you the Deputy Director of RAW for namesakes?

Go and find out a few things on your own now,

Mr. Zorawar.

Bastard.

Sorry, Sir.

You cannot go inside.

Sorry, Sir.

Sir, your team forgot this there by mistake.

You wanna say something now?

RP.

Sir.

What do you think of yourself?

What happened, Sir?

Are you hiding something from me?

There was a civilian casualty during the mission, a woman.

The only thing missing in this story was drama.

I am sure Sir got you this information.

Was there a girl over there or not?

Sir, I'll say there wasn't and he'll say there was one.

We'll keep going around in circles, Sir, without a solution.

I'm ready to lose anything if you're telling the truth.

What more do you intend to lose?

You've already lost sleep over it.

RP, behave.

So how did female products show up there?

Sir, this is bullshit.

Are you trying to say that no one stayed...

...in that farmhouse before those terrorists?

Show me solid evidence if he has any.

He's just wasting our time.

Your mistakes will become my evidence.

And mistakes you will certainly make.

Then we'll see who dreams on. Hmm?

See you, sir.

Sir, that...

That girl's name was Maria Francis.

She got converted.

She had a radical Muslim boyfriend.

The same old story.

My team's trying to figure out her connection with Zaheer.

Here's a wedding invite.

It's taking place in Mumbai.

I am busy you will need to go back.

Sir, I had taken two days off.

Why are you making me run errands for Lekha's wedding?

Just shut up and go.

'There will be a Henna expert there.'

'Don't forget to meet her.'

Namaste.

Namaste.

Namaste.

Tarun's colleague?

His school friend.

Oh, so you were together in Shimla.

Yes, I was in Shimla with him.

Hi.

Hi. Aunty, that's a beautiful henna design.

Where did you get it done?

Do you want to get it done as well?

Yes, I was thinking about it.

Oh, I see.

Divya!