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Welcome to the White Flower Resort, sir.

My name is Shaan Sengupta. I am the night manager.

Shaan Sengupta? Sounds familiar.

She is something else.

Saving this madam from evil eyes is my job.

No one's ever got so close to him in all these years except for you.

I need my trojan horse to bring down Shelly's empire.

Why Sri Lanka?

That's where the Demon King of this story lives.

Everybody, down! One million.

You give money, we give you boy.

No!

You bastard.

I'll show you real.

Check inside.

Son.

-Taha. -All clear, chief.

I think they escaped.

Are you okay? Are you okay?

He fought them.

He saved me.

Who saved you?

Where?

It's okay. We're here now.

Who is he?

Our local sous chef.

He joined us recently. For season time.

He works in the kitchen.

Madhu, just check if he's breathing.

He has a pulse, but it's weak.

On shaky grounds.

What do we do, Chief?

What is his name?

Joaquim. Joaquim Sequeira.

He's a chef from Weligama. A local.

He's not a local chef.

He's a night manager.

From Shimla.

Hello. Any friend or family we can call.

What do we do, Chief? Shall we call the police?

No police.

What did he say?

He says, "No police."

No police.

TROJAN HORSE

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Hello. Welcome to Colombo, ma'am.

Happy Travels welcomes you! Here are your gifts!

Gurgaon Girls.

Here you go.

Thank you.

What an amazing T-shirt!

Okay, now the itinerary is pretty simple.

Next, we'll be heading to the Gangaramaya Temple.

Wait just a minute. Let us get a group picture first.

-Yes. -Good idea.

Come on, girls. Picture time.

Cheers!

-Gurgaon Girls! Cheers! -Cheese.

-Very nice. -Sarang, tour group?

Couldn't you come up with anything better?

Ma'am, a tour group was the best option.

A single tourist draws attention.

And you know we are on a tight budget.

What's the update on Shaan?

Total radio silence, ma'am.

Surveillance is in place, but zero movement.

D'Silva will pick you up.

Look out for car number 10130.

How can he disappear?

This is utterly irresponsible.

-Unprofessional! -Unprofessional?

Ma'am, what your agent did was unprofessional.

See for yourself.

They were stuntmen, not monks

who would take the beating quietly. See.

Those guys had totally lost it.

They could have exposed your plan.

I managed to shut them up.

And, for that, you will be given funds, D'Silva.

Money.

Not money. Don't...

Please don't talk to me like that.

Just tell me where my asset is.

Asset?

Your asset is my liability, madam.

Thanks to him,

I had to admit my boys to the hospital.

By the time I returned,

everything was whitewashed.

Really. You won't believe it.

No hospital record, no clinic record.

Nothing in the morgue too.

I checked. No police complaints either.

Except for a cemetery.

I believe...

Sorry to say this, ma'am.

Your agent is dead.

-Hello. -Ma'am.

Brij has called up the GM of White Flower Resort.

We are taping it. I am patching in your Indian number.

Yes, sir, how can we help?

The last time, there was a night manager.

Tall, good-looking.

What was his name?

Shanu? Shonu?

Sir, are you talking about Shaan Sengupta?

Correct. Shaan Sengupta?

Is he still with you?

Only the police can update you about him, sir.

He took off after stealing from us.

Then, he escaped from jail.

He's a criminal, sir, on the run.

Lovely.

Tell me more.

Sir, I'll email you all the records.

Done, done, done. Thank you.

Who runs a background check on a dead man?

-Ma'am... -He's alive!

Fuck!

You want it real?

I show you real!

He's not some local chef.

He's a night manager.

From Shimla.

Where am I?

-Where am I?! Why can't I move? -Relax, relax, it's okay.

You are strapped in.

You are on a flight.

But don't worry.

We are here now.

Can you hear me?

What you did was very brave.

Shelly and I are really grateful.

Where am I?

In our estate.

Shelly has called for the best doctor.

You'll be okay very soon.

You are safe here.

Shaan.

Shaan!

He's awake!

Hi, my name is Taha.

Sleeping beauty, are you awake?

Take it easy.

Great. This calls for a celebration.

Let me make the arrangements.

This is my dreamcatcher.

I used to have nightmares.

My mom gave this to me.

You were talking in your sleep, so, I put it up here.

Safina? Sufiya? Saif? Sadaf?

Something like that.

You were calling their name.

Saif. An old friend of mine.

Was I saying it out aloud?

I heard it because I slept here.

I wanted to be there for you when you wake up.

Thank you, Taha. It's very sweet of you.

Can I give you a hug?

Wait, I'll show you something.

Do you want to play video games?

I got a new phone, the latest one.

You wanna call someone? Saif?

These are the drawings I made.

Go forward.

Okay, keep the stretch.

One, two, three.

How is he doing?

He's doing okay.

Wow!

Nice colour.

In the last three weeks, your face has changed colours like a shade card.

I was so worried.

Thank God you are okay now.

I ordered a gift for you.

You know... a crutch.

Need to cancel that.

When can I leave?

Soon.

You are too old for adoption.

You can leave soon.

Let the Chief return from his trip. After that.

Can we do the stretching?

-Cigarettes. -Stretch.

I don't smoke.

Three, four, five.

Who doesn't smoke?

Shantanu Sengupta or Joaquim Sequeira?

There are many others.

But, amongst all, "Shaan" suits you the best.

Thanks.

"Shaan" is my favourite too.

We can go there.

Please come this way.

So, gentlemen, according to CIA intel,

the political crisis in Eastern Europe has led

to a surplus of illegal arms and ammunitions

in the international black market.

Every big illegal arms dealer has become active,

keen to acquire them for buyers across the world.

The next two years are extremely critical.

We have to monitor all the sea and land routes

to prevent them from entering India and even our non-allied neighbours.

The shipping routes that connect Europe, Africa and West Asia

are a hotbed for illegal arms trade.

Danish Khan.

Sir, some tea?

Thank you.

This Nepal crisis is getting out of hand.

I hope you're on top of it.

Yes, sir. Operation Udaan is already underway.

Put the best man on the job.

Yes, sir.

Best man.

Understood, sir.

Where is she nowadays? Our resident arms-trade expert.

I thought I'll see her here today.

No, she's on sick leave, sir.

Nice. The department and she herself can finally

get some break from her wild theories.

Because, you see,

the department runs on protocols.

Not just passion.

Yes, sir.

Anil Rawat...

Madam, have some king coconut.

Very good for pregnant ladies.

Did you like the place, madam?

Why did you have to take so much trouble?

7-star luxurious room.

And, D'Silva,

how will one Lipika Saikia, single-handedly,

handle such a massive team?

I had five agents, madam.

I placed two men at the jetty.

And your guy sent the other two to the hospital.

So what?

What else can I manage on such a tight budget?

You're always cribbing about funds, D'Silva!

But I need to mention the pros as well.

What an amazing view!

Sit.

Ma'am, how long do we have to wait and watch?

I am in much more hurry than you.

If I deliver this one here, he will think Muthu is his father.

I think it's him. The Demon King has arrived.

Hey, Dad!

Taha.

-Baby. -Hi.

Missed you.

Where is Myra?

She is inside, sleeping.

You know I missed you, right?

-Yeah, of course. -Hello.

-Shelly. Bought the new toys? -Yes, BJ.

How is our guest?

He is okay now, but he's not okay for us.

Why? What happened?

As far as men are concerned,

I've better instincts. You know that.

Why?

Just because he's not interested in you?

Shut up!

Let's go. The Chief is calling you.

So, the Turkey deal is off.

Waldorf claims he has no money.

What about our German friends?

This virus has fucked everyone.

Everyone is in a miserable state.

Except for our friends who deal in oil.

The Arabs.

Bargati. He's a pain in the ass to deal with.

Jayu, invite Bargati.

And throw a children's party

so that no one gets suspicious.

Let's convince Bargati.

Done. I'll talk to GV.

Chief.

The man of the hour.

Come, come, come.

I'll see you in the den.

Dr. Joseph deserves praise.

He's done a great job on you.

How are you?

Much better.

Thank you.

No visitors.

Raza, see to it.

Yes, Chief.

So, what's the plan?

Go back to the restaurant.

I mean,

what's the plan for your life ahead?

Never really had one.

No, thank you.

Interesting.

So, Shantanu Sengupta...

If I am not mistaken, born to a Bengali mother,

Punjabi father.

Father was in the army. Fought in the '71 war.

martyred in a terrorist attack in '98.

Two years later, your mother passed. Never been married.

Once engaged, but later called off.

Lone wolf.

Bachelor. Navy. Last operation, Sri Lanka in 2009.

And then a hotel manager.

But the story after that...

is much more interesting.

May I know the reason for this background check?

Well, you saved my son's life, so thank you.

But, at that moment,

in all the places in the world, you were in that restaurant,

working under a fake name.

Coincidence?

And what did you say?

"No police."

It's enough for me to be curious.

You risked your life to save my son's life.

Why did you do it?

Impulse? Or did it trigger a soldier's instinct?

These last couple of months,

the demon inside you has been trying to come out.

Introduce me to him someday.

Had I known I'll be facing an inquiry, I would've not saved his life.

I saved your son's life. You saved me.

We are even now.

I would like to return to my life.

What's left to go back?

You stole from the hotel, attacked the cops.

There's an international look-out notice against you.

By the way, I am sorry,

but I had to inform the Indian embassy.

The local police must be on their way to arrest you.

Captain Cool, huh?

Nice.

Seems like his training was pretty rigorous.

Shelly, tomorrow's 9 a.m. is fixed.

BJ, what were you saying about Shaan?

There are no loopholes in his story.

Everything adds up...

like a neatly wrapped and ribboned gift box.

Just can't figure out who sent this gift box.

Did you really fight two cops?

I had to escape from jail, and they were in my way.

I could have killed them, but I let them go.

God! So touching...

-Why Sri Lanka? -Isn't it mentioned in the file?

Did you know the kidnappers?

They were my buddies.

Ever met them before?

-Is this an interrogation? -You can call it that.

BJ thinks you were in cahoots with them.

Things went haywire, and he changed teams.

What do you think?

Or maybe they double-crossed him and left him to die.

Or maybe this was just a drama to get here.

A set-up.

The third point is my favourite.

Done?

Can I ask a question?

Why the fuck are you so interested in me?

I am a thief, a murderer, an escaped convict.

But, instead of calling the police, you guys brought me here.

Look, who you guys are and what you do

I don't know and, honestly, I don't care.

But I don't want your reward or your hospitality.

And I definitely don't want you or your cronies

taking interest in my personal life.

BJ, crony.

You know he is right.

I love spooning.

I am leaving.

Where is my passport?

BJ, give him the bad news.

Joaquim Sequeira's passport?

I ate it. With the same spoon.

What the hell is going on, guys?

I never keep favours.

You saved my son's life.

I want to repay the favour.

But it could take a while.

Until then, stick around.

Try to be useful.

Taha likes you.

Give him company.

That sounds more like an order.

Then treat it like an order.

My days of taking orders from suited people are behind me.

I said no visitors!

Sorry, baby.

Sorry, K. I had no idea it was you.

There is some good news.

Joaquim Sequeira, also known as Shaan, will be staying with us for a few days.

Till he's fighting fit.

That's great.

I am going swimming. Wanna come?

Fancy a swim?

What do you say, love?

I have my speedos. Should I help you put them on?

Okay, boys, I'll be by the pool.

BJ,

make arrangements for Shaan's stay.

Give him the cottage in the corner.

It's our turn to host Mr. Night Manager.

One more thing.

I was only 25 when I started my business under Byculla Bridge.

Everything I did before or after, places I've been to...

forget it.

But, to get this far, I've shed a lot of blood and sweat.

So, don't ever mistake me for a man in an expensive suit.

Hope you never get to meet the man behind this suit.

Is your shoe size 12?

12, right?

Good.

The rules are simple, sweetheart.

No phone calls, no Internet,

no postcards to Shimla.

Shelly loves privacy.

But, if you need anything, sir,

I'll always be at your service.

Take sir to the cottage in the corner.

It has a sea view. You will like it.

Sir, there are some internal conflicts at the Nepal desk.

And Jaipal will be putting in a request

for his transfer directly to the Ministry.

Outside your knowledge.

And, sir, Lipika Saikia Rao from the archives

has been on sick leave for two weeks.

But she is certainly not sick.

Guess there's some mission underway in Sri Lanka.

So, how is Orlando?

Orlando is nice, but it's boring.

I want to stay here,

but Mom doesn't allow it.

Only for holidays.

Doesn't your mom come here?

Mom and Dad...

they aren't really friends.

They got divorced

when I was a kid.

When you were a kid?

Hmm.

And your friends?

I had one.

Loki.

My dog.

He died.

Taha,

I am not as cute as Loki, but I can be your friend.

What do you say?

Am I cool enough?

Umm... we'll see.

One sec, one sec. Turn around.

I see another mole here.

What're you doing? Oh, no.

-You are ticklish, huh? -Yes, I am.

Do Jayu uncle and Mrinal stay here?

They have a house in Udaipur,

but I've always seen them here.

Do you know they have a palace there?

Are you serious?

Jayu uncle and Mrinal are the prince and princess.

Like a fairy tale, huh?

How big is the estate?

Not as big as you think.

It's only got 38 rooms.

Wow, 38 rooms, huh? That's a lot.

And you've been to all of them?

Well, 35 to be exact.

There are three rooms where I'm not allowed to go.

Which rooms are those?

Well, the bar room.

That's right.

And?

Surveillance room and Dad's office in the bedroom.

There's an office in the bedroom?

Your dad seems quite busy.

Come on, Shaan.

-Morning. -Morning.

Race you.

-Race? -Yes.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Let's see what you got.

I'm cool enough to swim with you, right, Taha?

Why? Are you scared? Don't you know how to swim?

Jump in.

You want to race with me, boy?

Let's race.

-That was so cool. -Now you lift me.

I can't.

Sweetheart!

Had a nice swim?

The last time, you were watching her from outside the pool.

Today you jumped in.

First, host.

Then guest and now friend.

Good going.

But a lot of effort.

Drink some water.

Here.

No?

So, how about a tip?

Would you stop if I say no?

No.

Well, frankly, this island is like a candy store.

You can get rid of your loneliness with anyone.

A lot of options, you know.

Maid, service staff, cooks, masseurs

and the nannies.

They are quite popular.

And, if you ever feel like it,

I am always here.

But, sweetheart, that...

is a no-go area.

If Shelly finds out, he will not spare...

you and everything you have.

Lovely.

Bloody good shot, sir!

Get the tee up a little bit. Yeah, that's nice. Thank you.

Morning.

Morning.

Excellent, sir!

Look at that.

I am teaching Taha how to cook.

We're planning a Sri Lankan meal, Nukka Gama style.

That's great.

I'll book a table for five.

Sure.

Absolutely.

I have to go to the mainland to get a few ingredients.

So far to get ingredients?

The staff go frequently for party arrangements.

They will go get it.

I was thinking Taha and I should go.

He is getting scared with the idea of going out.

It's important we deal with it right now.

Trust me. I know how trauma works.

Well,

take Madhu and Raza with you.

Taha, off you go.

-Have a good time. -Thank you, Dad.

Shaan.

Thank you.

Hi, Lipi.

How is my baby doing?

Great.

King coconut? Did you try it?

I did.

Drank, peed, drank, peed. That's all I'm doing.

Nice.

I'm missing you.

And your food more than you.

All right.

Masor Tenga.

Want some?

Fuck off.

It's all right.

At least someone's celebrating the anniversary properly.

Ma'am!

Bye.

See.

He looks fine.

I thought he would be pretty banged up.

What's he doing with the kid?

He's going to the fish market, ma'am.

How do you know?

My staff messaged me.

Just now.

Yes, boss.

He just left.

He's heading for the mainland.

So,

he'll definitely contact someone.

Okay, boss.

Keep an eye on him.

Where is he going? Who is he meeting?

Okay, boss. I'll let you know once I see him.

Lovely weather.

Ma'am, they are here.

Okay, let's go.

Taha, let's start from over there.

-Hello. -Madhu, you stay near the boat.

Let them go ahead.

-But we have to-- -Those are the Chief's orders.

You guys carry on.

We will wait here.

All clear, ma'am.

Sometimes you should listen to me.

-Yeah. -Yeah, boss. I can see him.

I am sending you the live feed.

It's up to us what we want to choose.

-Clear line of vision. -There's prawn...

Perfect.

Prawns, lobsters. It's up to you what you want to make, okay?

Okay.

Good time.

Look how big that is.

Boss, I think there's someone.

He's smiling, boss.

I'll tie my laces.

What happened, ma'am?

Shaan isn't the only one with the kid.

There's someone else too.

Look carefully, D'Silva.

Not two, but there are three watchdogs.

What do we do, ma'am?

Let me think.

-Act a little bit, D'Silva. -Trying, ma'am.

Try harder.

Whoa, look how big that is.

Boss, I think he's clean.

Sorry, boss, there's no one here.

Stay there. Keep watching.

Report to me if you see anything.

Okay, sir.

So, what's the occasion for Sunday's party?

Don't know.

Dad just keeps throwing these parties.

And who all are invited?

Dad's friends,

businessmen,

politicians,

and sometimes kids also.

Can I have all their names?

And photographs also?

Yes, of course, I know these parties are boring, Taha.

-They are. -Yeah.

I've never seen them like this before.

Because you've only seen them on your plate before.

I feel bad for them now.

That's sweet, Taha.

You know, I wish Brij uncle was sweet like you.

Why?

What happened?

You don't know? Brij uncle hates me.

He would throw me out of the house if he could.

He thinks I am a spy.

Do I look like a spy to you?

A spy.

No.

I am gonna handle this, huh?

Darling, I'm going to cook you a meal you'll never forget.

And I am going to cook him very, very, very well.

-Don't you worry, okay? -My happiness.

Ma'am, pack this up.

Okay, Taha, it's time to make some decisions here.

-Sarang. -Yes, ma'am.

Shaan's got to Shelly.

But Brij is barking a lot.

We need to handle him.

-Sweetly. -Yeah.

Understood?

Exactly what, ma'am?

Can you tell me?

Sarang, 2007, the sweet route?

Understood?

Okay, ma'am. Okay. Done, done. I'll take care of it.

Darling! Darling!

Darling! Darling!

You forgot about me.

D'Silva, stop acting now.