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Two phones of the family,

they are not under our surveillance.

And it was a man and a woman

who blew up the medina
in Ar-Raqqah.

How much does Avinash Kamath know?

Farhat, their recruiter in Mumbai,
is in regular touch with them.

She is feeding them information.

If Farhat gets arrested
or neutralised,

they will think you are active.

I'll have to extract
Aliya personally.

CIA has backed out.

They are only interested
in the pilot.

They want to carry out
a drone attack on the house.

Nabeela?

You have to let me use
the other phone.

What other phone?

Look... give it to me,

or I'll tell Ameena
at the Al-Khansaa Brigade.

It's as simple as that.

I have to get out!

I am sorry.
But I need that fucking phone!

Aliya, I am aware that
you have a second phone...

I am not the enemy.

They are.

Right out there.

They are the enemy.

People like Ameena and Maqsood,

who indoctrinated your family.

I just want to get out of here.
I can't be here any longer.

I don't mean to blackmail you--

But you are blackmailing me.

Aliya, please!

Please.

We can help each other.

Don't make me feel any worse.

If... you want more time to think,

think all you want.

I have waited this long.

I can wait a little longer.

Love, please.

Please help me.

I need that phone.

Aliya?

Aliya?

I'm upstairs.

I'll be back.

What was she doing here?

Please don't tell anyone...

Nabeela was asking for some money.

Avinash, someone from IB
wants to talk to you.

So that's your plan?

I didn't have an option.

He brought me a rare gift.

Of course.

Go ahead.

Hi, Avinash.

Raghavendra Setu here.

Hi. How are you?

I'm fine.

Just a little concerned, Avinash.

Is it because of me?

Even with the CIA,
NATO, IB and R&AW around,

if one individual is dictating
his terms

and establishing communication
and contact in a place like Syria,

then isn't that a matter of concern
for me?

That's not the right reason,
Mr. Setu.

Really?

So what is the actual reason?

The actual reason is
that I may end up

making you guys look really stupid.

I'll extract her
from a place like Syria

from right under everyone's noses.

Someone who
no one wants to save.

That's the CIA's concern...

and yours too.

So here's my offer.

I'll share my information
with you on Syria and the ISIS

regarding their funding
and their presence.

Exclusively.

In exchange for that intel,

you can negotiate any deal
with the CIA you want.

I just want your cooperation.
That's it.

You made a similar deal
with the other authorities.

No one really cares about
the girl stuck there, Setu sir.

And I don't care about
anything else except for her.

So letting me do my job

is in everyone's best interest.

You actually think
you'll be able to extract her

from an ISIS-controlled Syria?

No.

I know I'm going to extract her.

You must hold a small press
conference tomorrow, Mr. Setu,

to kick-start our relationship.

The doctor will give you
all the details.

Thank you very much.

And I wish you and your wife
a very happy wedding anniversary.

Bye.

How did he know?

Also, what press conference
is he talking about?

I will tell you about that.

Like this?

You don't know anything, Dad.

Where did she learn
to talk like that?

I think she's taken
after her father.

Hello.

It's me.

When?

Leave today.

It's a two-day recovery operation.
But it's from Syria.

-ISIS?
-Yes.

-Good pay?
-No.

Actually, it's the opposite.

It's more personal.

But there might be some back end.

Think again, Gurung.
It's Syria.

The most unmonitored,
lawless part of Syria.

No need to think, Kamath.

If I don't go,
who will bring you back alive?

True.

Thanks, my friend.

Your ticket is in the mail.

Of course.

Hey, Avi.

You want to watch
your equipment getting loaded?

Sure, Richie.

Come on, guys.

Same old pipes and bolts, matey.

Same old pipes and bolts.

What time did you say
they will reach?

4:00 a.m. tomorrow.

Everyone, please settle down!

Take your seats, please!

As we said earlier,

the family flew
from Mumbai to Turkey.

And as per our information,

they then headed to Iraq

to join the local Al-Qaeda group.

Iraqi intelligence
and Iraqi defence forces

have assured us to help us
in any way they can

to immediately locate this family

and send them back.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir...

Hello.

Hi, Doctor.

I called in
with a special request, Doctor.

As long as it's reasonable,
Mr. Kamath.

Well, you had suggested
that Mrunal should come home

one of these evenings
for a few hours

to get acclimatised,
sensitised, right?

I did.

What do you have in mind?

A dinner, Doctor. Tonight.

I have an early morning flight tomorrow,

and I'll be gone for some time.

Hence the request on a short notice.

Well, I am not sure
if Mrunal will be up for that.

She will be.

Just tell her that I am cooking.

Okay. If you say so.

Appreciate it.

I'll see her at 7:00.

Thanks, Doc.

She's gonna get me killed.

If I give her the phone
and they find out,

then they will torture me.

Aliya! Aliya!
Listen to me.

You won't have to give her
your phone, okay?

But how?

She is threatening me.

-And if I don't give her the--
-Calm down!

Just calm down, Aliya.

Tell her exactly
what she wants to hear.

There's some movement in Zone 4.
Have to check it out

-Now end the call.
-What? No.

End the call now!

We've lost the signal.

Looks good.

Good?
Just good?

Just have a look at the finesse.

It's more genuine than a real one!

Entry-exit stamps are bang on.

Exactly like a 21-year-old girl
should have.

Did she readily agree?

Well... it wasn't too tough for me.

Five-year-old passport,
three years of travel history.

Since the time
she graduated from Singapore.

Great.

Just great?

Driving license,
Aadhar card, credit card,

debit card, gym membership card.

Priority pass, forex card.

Even her vaccination certificate.
Look at the detailing.

Anyway... I've opened a Feedbook
account with her name.

Added some decent friends.
Both male and female.

Because profiles with
single-gender friends look fake.

There's an ATM pin and signature
samples in her bank records.

And yes...

Your girl will have
to maintain this signature.

I'll keep posting something
on social media

until you tell me to stop.

So, Sonia will travel to Dubai
with the duplicate passport.

She will leave the duplicate there,

pick up her real passport,

which would've already
been sent to Dubai,

and use that to return to Mumbai.

Simple.

Impressive.

You deserve a bonus
for your efforts.

There is no need for that.

The task you gave me
was so interesting

it stirred the artist inside me.

And for me,
art is more important than money.

I have no sister.

But the joy you gave me
by letting me create this imaginary one

is beyond money. Please.

Enough with the drama.

What drama?
The drama loves Wilson. What to do?

Anyways...
What's next?

Keep the girl on standby for now.

I'll keep you updated.

The eyes in the skies
just did their first recon.

You have very little time.

Heading back to base.

You should get in touch
with Tangier's desk.

Copy that.

Yes, Kurt.

We're on course.

We just have to wait
for confirmation

and the coordinates to ensure that
the pilot is in the house at that time.

Let me know
when you are ready for the hit.

You'll have everything you need.

Mark.

We're getting closer
to Dayr Az Zawr.

We need your data now.

I'm on it.

How long before they say hello?

If you are lucky...
48 hours.

Thank you.

Yes, Avinash. What is it?

Sorry for calling you at this hour.

Their drone has completed
the first recce.

We have only 48 hours.

That's not enough.

I know.

That's why
I am leaving for Beirut now.

The team is meeting me there.

-Is Gurung with you?
-Yes.

And the rest?

Sorry, bud, it's her birthday.

I am going to propose to her.

We get married
in the next few months.

I just can't do it.
She'll kill me!

It's all very beautiful,
but we got plans,

and she does not like
a change of plans, man.

Cheers.

Best, bud.

We're going to Syria, Buzz.

Whatever, man.

What the fuck did you just say?

We're going to Syria, Buzz.

Who's "we"?

The same old gang.

How the hell can you guys
go over there without me?

Exactly why I called.

Your ticket is in the mail.

It's entirely up to you, Buzz.

It's actually Syria, right,
Freelancer?

The one in the Middle East.

You're not fucking with me, right?

That's the one, Buzz.

The one with the ISIS.

Bye.

Hello? Avinash?

We're going to Syria, Buzz.

Buzz?

Buzz!

Buzz!

Take care of yourself, okay?

For my sake.

Meat is a strict no-no.

Of course, Mom.

Can I leave now?
Or I will miss my flight.

And don't drink cold water.

-Yes.
-You will get a sore throat.

And call me once you land.

And... be careful.

-Yes, Mom.
-Spend wisely.

And keep me posted!

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, please fix this.

I am so sorry, sir.
Kindly adjust.

I will do something about it
once we take off.

See, first of all,
you don't have business class. Okay?

So I had to specifically book
two economy seats for myself

so I could sit comfortably.

I am so glad, sir, that you did.

Please adjust.
I will attend to you shortly.

You want me to adjust, right?

One second.

Adjusted.

There is just one problem.

What?

Entry is okay,

but Aliya alone with you guys
at the exit is not a good idea.

A woman team member will be needed.

Aliya will be scared and anxious,

and you guys will be in combat mode.

You will need
a trained female member.

Nadia is coming.

Hello.

Is this who I think it is?

I guess so.

How are you?

And where are you?

I'm good.

Travelling to Beirut tomorrow.

How is the little one?

Good.

The best thing that happened to me.

Indeed.

Listen, Nadia.
There's an operation.

Tops, three days.

But it's in Syria.

ISIS territory to be precise.

Interested?

Are you out of your freakin' mind?

Of course, I'm interested!

Wait. There is a message.

That's your ticket.

Wow! Slick.

See you in Beirut, Nadia.

Sweetie.

Mommy is going to kill
a few baddies.

That's a good team.

There's a trader
in Beirut called Mukesh.

He's Jayesh Patel's contact.

I'll share his number.
He deals in scraps and spices.

He'll expect your call.

He'll handle your entry and
exit documents, and logistics in Syria.

Thank you.

All the best.

The family flew
from Mumbai to Turkey.

And as per our information,

they then headed to Iraq

to join the local Al-Qaeda group.

So they think the Fazal family went
to Iraq to join the Al-Qaeda faction?

From Turkey.

Yes.

Last time Farhat went to Iraq,
right?

Yes.

Maybe that's what deceived the IB.

Inform Farhat.

Yes.

She joins the chat room through VPN.

And the chats get deleted.

Any sex chat room won't let you
retrieve the chats without proof.

And as for their servers,

they don't have enough space
to store the chats for too long.

Fine.

But don't take your eyes off them
until the Emir doesn't say so.

Not at all.

We've been surveilling
the family all the time.

In fact, I am personally
overlooking the arrangements.

The Fazal family has
done a lot for the Khilafat.

We hold them in high regard.

Do you have any doubts?

Trust only comes after doubt.

The reputation earned
by the Al-Hindavi

brigade shouldn't be tainted.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Please.

Here's your statement.

I've made the changes you wanted.

You will read this statement.

The recording
and the signed statement

will be given to the USA Judge
Connoley in a sealed envelope.

Upon your return,
if the CIA troubles you

and if they take you,
you have to clearly say that,

if I don't hear from you each week,

I will have to open the sealed
envelope in front of the judge.

The rest, as your lawyer,
is my headache.

Looks good.

-Shall we begin?
-Of course.

I suggest you put on a jacket.

My name is Avinash Kamath.

I am a law-abiding citizen
of the United States.

Now residing in Morocco.

Earlier this month,
I received some information,

which was critical to the security
interest of the United States.

I got in touch with
the CIA and informed them.

In return for the information,

the CIA promised all cooperation

regarding the protection of the asset

providing the information
in the first case.

The country has immensely
benefitted from the information

provided by my assets in Syria,

under the areas which
are still in control of the ISIS.

But now the CIA has decided
to go back on their word,

which has resulted in a situation,
which I will talk about.

So... did you think about it?

And?

I cannot give you the phone.

It is too dangerous.

Well, I suppose things
can get more dangerous than that.

Listen, I don't use
that phone to talk to Mom.

Then whom do you talk to?

My father's friend.

He was in the police force.

Nabeela, he can get
both of us out of here.

On a day like this,
when everyone is busy.

You must come over every day

when the rest go off to work.

Because there's no saying
when he'll give a green signal.

-Really?
-Yes.

He said, "Tell Nabeela
to show up every morning.

"But she can't carry anything.

"Just jewellery, money...

"maybe a small handbag."

Okay.

If you carry luggage every day,
then that will be suspicious.

Even I can't carry anything.

Yeah, yeah, it makes sense.

Will you come over every day?

Yes, of course!

I can always say
you need help with the baby.

Oh, God. Finally!

But, Nabeela.

Yes, yes.

Not a single word... to anyone.

I had to beg him.

He won't take anyone else.

No, of course not.

You have my word.

Just you and me.

Maybe you can come
live with me in London.

Inshallah!

Yes, Inshallah!

Okay.

Now, please go before Mohsin comes.

Okay.

Hi.

Wow!

You always look good,

but today...

Today?

You are looking absolutely gorgeous!

How long have you
been rehearsing that?

Been at it for two days.

Avi!

And the receptionist says,

"Sir, please allow me
to make up for the loss."

Avi...

I... don't remember anything.

What?

No, I don't mean generally.

I mean, the other day
when you showed up...

I don't remember what happened.

Which day?

Monday. I know you were there.

Before that, we had dinner...

And then...

Janice said you had come.

Nothing happened.

You were just unwell.
Nothing special.

I remember
why I was unwell though.

It was the date.

It was the date, right?

It was just...

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

What happened?

Are you all right?

Yes.

Actually, Mrunal, I don't
want to lie about things anymore.

Our belief that moving on
will fix everything

is a stupid idea.

We'll have to make things work
without having to move on.

You're not the only one struggling.

We both are hurt.
We both are struggling.

Maybe we both are unwell apart, and...

we could be better together.

And it wasn't even your fault.

It was mine.

Maybe if I was more composed,

then it wouldn't have happened.

Maybe...

maybe not.

But...

But?

I guess it was our destiny.

And you tried your best after that.

I mean, you took me to the US.

Then here.

Started all over again.

And you left...

You left alcohol, right?

No.

I haven't left alcohol.

I just don't drink.

That's a more accurate statement.

I test myself every day and win.

You were always persistent.

Now you're cool too.

Sorry.

The drone has got
the coordinates to the house.

Are you sure?

Yes.

The hit will be in the next 48 hours.

If there is a change,
I will message.

Else, this will be our last exchange.

Have to go?

Is it work?

Sorry.

Actually, Mrunal,
I'm flying out for a few days.

I knew it
when you invited me for dinner.

That predictable, huh?

Have a good one.

Come back to me when it's done.

Where else would I go?

Jai Shri Krishna.

Jai Shri Krishna.

Mr. Khan and Jayesh called.

The paid permit
will be easy to get...

Goats...

I mean for cattle or scrap.

How many people will need documents?

Total six on the entry.

And seven on the way back.

Right.

Six males and one female.

Five males and one
female on the entry.

So one female from here?

To Dayr Az Zawr, Syria?

Mr. Khan said you're a little crazy.

But sorry.

You are completely insane.

Five males and one female
entering would be madness.

Two females
will draw less attention.

That's a good point.

What puzzles me is how can any
woman be willing to travel to Syria?

I can't be the only insane guy
in this world, right, Mukesh?

-Buzz.
-Gurung.

Welcome to Beirut.

Beautiful place you got here.

I love your new look.

Hey...

Sangodkar.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

-Rawat.
-Hi. Welcome.

-And Buzz.
-Ma'am.

For the last few weeks,

Aliya has been sharing intel
with me.

She said that the Friday
afternoon prayer is the longest.

Around 30-45 minutes.

And during this time, the entire
village is completely deserted.

It's the best window
we'll get to extract Aliya.

Take some rest, guys.

Been a long day.
Let's regroup in the evening.

What do you think?

Possible.

I mean it's doable

if the girl is capable.

Capable?

You still think she's not.

Extraction is a different beast.

Too many variables.

What if she suddenly
changes her decision?

What if someone else
learns of her plan?

What if we don't time it right?

What if the location isn't the same?

What if there are surprises?

What if every part
of the plan doesn't fall in place?

Too many ifs.

If everything fits in place,
then yeah, it's doable.

It's possible.

But, my friend,

if we pull this off,

then everything will
be a distant second to this.

This will be folklore.

Then let's create folklore.

I think our best option would
be to travel parallel to the coastline.

And finish the journey by ship.

Brar is on standby.

But we'll have to cover 300 kilometres
by road to reach the coastline.

Yes.
Multiple checkpoints.

And we'll need a boat as well.

Too many ifs, Avinash.

True. Too many ifs.

If things don't go as we planned,

then Aliya will die

along with us.

Show me your passport.

Yes, please.

That right there...

is the asset.

She's the only one home
at this time.

"Bismillah Rahman Rahim..."

That is when they all
come back and settle down together.

Dinner time is probably showtime.

I don't know.

There could be some delays.

We just need to wait

for all five of these dots

to be in this house
for at least half an hour.

Then bedtime is showtime.

Are we sure they're okay
with the girl being taken out too?

I mean, we have all of this
because of the asset.

They want to take out the pilot

before he flies into
something important.

The rest I guess...

not really high-profile targets.

They'll have to go anyway.

All right.

Let's see what happens tonight,

and if it's consistent
with yesterday night...

we'll make a hit.

So it's just one girl?

Yes. It's just one girl.

Okay.

Question number two.

Our job is to escort her
to the ship.

Right?

Yes.

From there she will travel to Dubai.

And only Avinash knows
about what happens after.

What's the purpose of your visit?

Sorry, I do not understand English.

What is the purpose of your visit?

My baby has given birth to an aunt.

Excuse me?

Sorry!

My aunt has given birth to a baby!

Thank you.

Hello. Welcome to Dubai.

Thank you.

I have reached here. Now?

Khalil will take good care of you.
Don't worry.

-I'll stay in touch.
-Okay, thank you.

Yes, sir.

For your expenses.

Any updates from Maqsood?

He's expecting an aeronautical
engineer from London.

If we can get our hands
on even a civilian aircraft,

then there's no way that the Khilafat
won't have its own air force.

Inshallah.

Then our brother will
be the commander-in-chief.

It's called Air Chief Marshal.

We can call it whatever we like here.

We don't have to follow the ways of India.

Hello. Yes, Maqsood.

Pattern confirmed.

I'll put in a request for the hit.

I told you.

Dinner time is showtime.

Can't help but wonder why
they didn't rescue the asset?

There was time.

Why would anyone bother about her

when this is such an easy drone hit?

Isn't there any way
to get the girl out somehow?

She has nothing new to offer
to the powers above us.

But she has given us so much!

Look, Radha!

It will take too long for
logistics to try to get a rescue

or put an extraction in place.

Langley doesn't want to lose time.

They just wanna get rid of the pilot

before he flies into
anything of importance.

You have about an hour.

What happened?

I need to make a call.

What's wrong?

We might not have
to plan for this mission.

That is what is wrong.

Yes, Henry.

It is the same.

Will you check with Langley?

Yeah, I'll do it now.

We are waiting.

Yeah?

We'll be watching.

Where is Radha?

Well, I am here.

Such a pity.

The poor girl.

Don't let them hear that at Langley.

Are we on?

No. I was waiting for you
to finish saying this.

David, go live.

Bring it on, boys and girls.

Kurt and Henry, move in.

Get to a lock position on the house,

and blow it up.

Copy that.

Tin-Tan is on the way.

We are at 72 degrees
point 14 seconds North.

82 degrees point 1416 West.