When were you going to tell me about Pia?
Where is Prithvi?
-Saba, look-- -What do you want me to look at?
-My world that's falling apart? -This is not our fault!
We didn't know they'd kidnap Pia.
Actually, it's my fault.
I trusted both of you.
I'll have to do something about this myself.
Saba... Saba... Saba...
Saba, open the door.
Where is my daughter?
Tell me who has her.
I've been in politics for 40 years.
But, in my entire career, I haven't made
as many enemies as I have here in the last four days.
I only care about my daughter.
Saba, try to think with a cool head.
If you kill me, then what'll happen to Pia.
You've fooled me once.
-Not this time. -Saba, the gun could go off.
Be careful. Please calm down.
You must know where she might be.
You have to tell me!
Son, can you please help me with these bags?
-Thank you. -Please
There was a huge contract for natural gas.
Worth billions.
A British and an Indian company, in partnership,
had offered the highest bid.
But I rejected them.
Why?
Because I wanted this contract
to go to an Indian company.
My friend's company.
So, could Pia be with them?
What is the name of the company?
General International.
-Hello? -Hello.
When did you reach?
A little while ago.
Do you like the apartment?
Hello? Hello?
I like the view.
This is insane. You have to check this out.
I've found out a lot of emails in Isha's laptop.
Many of these emails were sent to a Salman Ashrafi
who is a geologist.
He was on Desai and GI's payroll.
Shikha, for heaven's sake, please stop all this now.
What?
-What's happened? -I can't be part of this nonsense any more.
You know what? Your Navin has had me transferred.
He said that, if I continue to be a part of your craziness--
-Craziness? Hello, what craziness? -This craziness.
You've been suspended, and you're here going through random emails.
There's a limit!
No, Rohan. In our job, truth is the only limit!
Look at me. Listen to me.
Do you seriously not feel that there's a huge conspiracy at play here?
Honestly? No.
Your theory has many gaping holes.
Wow!
Then why are you here?
You're right. I shouldn't have come.
Yeah.
Wait, Rohan.
What the fuck! What are you doing?
What am I doing? I'm doing exactly what you want me to do.
-You're crazy! -You were trying to impress me, right?
I'm ready now, but you're freaking out. Come.
You're out of your mind.
You're a fucking hypocrite! Fucking cunt!
I hope everything is clear, guys.
There's no room for any errors now.
Evacuation has to be flawless.
What's troubling you?
-Dutt. -Did he say something again?
He hasn't said anything.
Something's off about him.
His body language indicates
that he's hiding something.
Ever since he's come back,
he's not really making eye contact.
You've mocked him so much,
he's obviously embarrassed.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe it's something else altogether.
Prithvi, Saba's managed to get a name out of Handa.
General International.
It's a big corporation. Desai was their partner in India.
So, there's a chance that maybe these people kidnapped Pia.
Aman, General International... I've heard this recently.
But where? I'll call you back.
Okay.
General International. What was the name...
Hi, Prithvi. My name is Shikha.
You don't know me, but I think we should meet.
This is regarding the death of your father-in-law, Iman Sheikh.
I had gone to his office and I've found
many files and phone calls
between Lotus Corporation and General International.
It's...
It's quite complicated. Please call ASAP.
Sorry, we're closed for the night.
But what the hell!
I also need a drink at some point.
-So, could I order a drink? -Oh, sure.
If you want one now, it's on the house.
I don't like saying no to my customers.
My lucky day.
Single malt on the rocks with a little honey on the side.
Oh, I'm sorry. I could pay for it if you want.
No.
It's not that.
Your order just reminded me of someone.
Arjun Bhasin.
Shanaya Sahni.
Let me guess.
Photographer.
Close.
I find words to express emotions and put them down on paper.
Oh.
A poet.
I'm a newsman. Journalist.
Columnist.
I'm in your city to cover K.L. Handa's funeral.
Oh, morbid.
-Just my life. -Well...
To morbidness?
To life.
The route from this point on until the airport
will be secured by the CRPF so that we can maximise our forces here.
Excuse me, sir.
I know that this solution was my suggestion,
but I'm a bit worried.
We haven't been able to contact their leader yet.
Come on, Ayesha. We can't go back on this now.
Ayesha isn't asking us to go back on this, sir.
But this new leader, what if he doesn't cooperate with us?
-Like Chaudhary had said-- -When Chaudhary was here,
nobody was interested in what he had to say.
And now you're talking about his strategies?
-Take it easy, Dutt. -Sir...
Sir, there's a possibility
that the person who Ayesha thought is their leader
might have been someone else.
Maybe he was a hostage.
And maybe he was just a front to hide the real leader--
-Do you really think that's true? -No.
-I'm just fucking with you. -Dutt, mind your language!
You do your job! What the hell did I say?
-Have some respect! -What respect?
-That's enough! -How's that disrespectful?
How can you talk to a lady like that?
You don't know how to talk to women.
-You'll teach me how to talk to women now? -Shut the fuck up!
I said shut the fuck up!
The elite officers of the ATS
are bickering like college kids.
Fighting like juvenile delinquents?
Shameful!
What did you say was the name of your newspaper?
It's not a newspaper, sir.
It's a podcast. We have many followers on Twitter. It's very popular.
Oh, dear God.
Having cancer might be way better than having a godforsaken cold.
Look, Shikha.
The people I'm going to talk to you about,
they're very powerful.
If they get to know about it, then...
My life could be in danger?
I'm aware of it. Don't worry about that.
The truth must be uncovered. That's all.
Shall we begin?
Where do we start?
From the beginning.
Sneezing right before you're about to start something is a bad omen, you know.
Never before did the goblet of wine Ever find me in her gatherings
I wonder if my beloved Has poisoned the wine
Nice house.
Love the way you've decorated. Belle maison.
Belle what?
I mean you have great taste.
Except when it comes to men.
-But sometimes you do slip. -As long as you don't fall.
-Your husband is a rich man. -Was!
I took on that title post-marriage.
Oh! So, you're dangerous.
Just like a wild cat.
And what can this wild cat do?
Perhaps bite, at the most.
Well...
that...
will be just for starters.
Where have you been, Prithvi? I've been trying to call you for so long.
I know. The situation was such that...
-Look, whatever's happened with Pia-- -Listen to me carefully.
Pia's kidnappers want Handa.
If I don't give them Handa by tomorrow morning, then Pia will--
Nothing will happen to Pia. You just come back here.
I don't think there's a way out now.
If my surrendering could save Pia, I'd have done it by now.
If they get the slightest inkling
that the police know about this, they'll kill her.
Look, Prithvi. It's not possible to handle every mission alone.
You... you surrender.
I request you. Please.
-It's over. -It's not over, Dutt.
Not as yet.
Is everything all right?
Sense of humour, huh?
Concern.
The way you were speaking on the phone, I just--
Oh, I forgot.
You know how to read body language too.
So now do I need your permission to talk to my friends?
What made you call Prithvi at this hour?
My wife is having an affair with him.
Is that reason enough?
I was asking Prithvi for his advice about this operation.
He was my boss until a week ago. Remember?
I'm sorry.
-Tell me. -Ayesha is suspicious of me.
Why?
Why aren't you answering her calls?
She hasn't called me.
Not on your mobile phone, but the landline inside the mansion.
Okay. Thanks. I'll see what I can do.
Look at this.
This is the map of my final analysis,
and these black spots are the gas deposits.
-But there are no black spots here. -Exactly!
According to the final report of the ONGC,
this area of the Yamuna basin
was a definite hotspot.
But when we conducted a trial run here, we found nothing.
It was a false positive.
This happens a lot.
Wait a minute. Lotus Corporation hired you
to explore this area. Right?
-And you found nothing here. -No.
So, you lied to General International?
I was about to share my findings,
but just then Isha Andrews from General International called me
and she requested me
not to tell Desai and Lotus Corporation the entire truth.
Whoa... wait, sir. I think you're getting confused.
Not at all, young lady.
I do have a cold, not Alzheimer's.
And I understand the difference between a threat and a request quite well.
But why would anyone spend millions on empty gas reservoirs?
Exactly. That's the point.
And this question has robbed me of my sleep.
Why would a powerful company like General International
waste away its millions like this?
Unless...
there is some other reason behind this deal.
Aman.
-Get them to talk to me. -Wait a second.
Madam.
-Tell me, Peter. -I heard that you wanted to talk to me?
Yes.
I was a little worried.
Is everything all right inside?
Yes, it is.
-What did you want to talk about? -We've accepted all your demands.
The Government of Burma is ready to accept you.
Did you hear what I said?
Yes, I did.
-Hello? -Hello.
-Hello? -Yes. I'm here.
Don't disappear on us now, please.
It'll be better for us all to get this over with quickly.
Okay.
Why the long face?
He doesn't seem too happy either, sir.
We've accepted all his demands.
Yet, he sounded as though...
none of this really matters to him.
Are you married?
Isn't it a bit too late for that question?
I don't want anyone's wife to curse me.
One minute, baby.
Hello?
No. I can't hear you.
Hello? It's bad network.
No... one minute.
8:30.
The IG's orders. We have to get this done before 9 o'clock.
We start evacuation sharp at 8:30.
-Sir. -Sir, but what's changed?
Earlier it was 10 a.m., and now you're saying 8:30 a.m.?
Won't the kidnappers feel that we're fucking with them?
Say something, Ayesha. Wouldn't they feel that?
Dutt, orders are orders.
You might not be in a rush to get home, but I am.
Well, disperse.
This is the ATS Chief Karnail Singh speaking.
There have been some changes in the plan.
Instead of 10 a.m.,
you will be evacuated at 8:30 a.m. tomorrow.
If you're even a minute later than 8:30,
then we'll have to break in forcibly.
And remember,
this is the last chance for you to get out of here.
Tomorrow morning 8:30.
No. It's fine. I'll be there. Thank you.
Thank you so much.
What happened?
Something urgent has come up,
so I'll have to go now.
Right now?
Well, my editor...
-You know how news guys are. -How are they?
Neither do they sleep themselves nor do they let anyone else sleep.
Is it?
I thought we were... heading somewhere.
Let me come back,
and we shall continue.
Tell me, Aman.
Prithvi, they've rescheduled the evacuation to 8:30 a.m.
-But why? -I don't know. I think
the roads will be blocked for Handa's procession.
And they've said that if we're not out by 8:30,
-they'll break in. -Aman,
-we have to get Handa out of there. -But how?
Through the tunnel.
His condition is deteriorating.
I've just given him an injection.
To bring him down to the tunnel in this condition looks really difficult.
We have to do it somehow.
You can do it.
Find a way.
-Prithvi. -I'll call you back.
Sorry for bothering you at this hour.
It's okay.
I've hardly slept ever since I got Iman Sheikh's file.
-What is in that file? -First, lift your shirt.
You contacted me.
Why would I have a mic on?
Okay?
Now, tell me what's in that file.
I think the print media industry is going down the hill.
People that run such a successful magazine
can't even pay for your hotel room?
You don't have to worry about that. When is the meeting?
Look, things have been quite tough.
They were quite nervous.
I have spoken to them; they're ready to talk to you.
Really? Thanks a lot, Mahmood.
So, when's the meeting?
Look, I'm not taking you to meet some minister.
He's the most wanted man in the world.
Professor.
And meeting him isn't that easy.
Mahmood, it's very important that I meet him at the earliest.
Please have this message conveyed.
And trust me, once this story gets published,
it'll go viral across the world.
I'm not doing this for money.
I'm doing this for the professor. The world must hear his story.
They will.
I promise you.
Thank you.
Peace be upon you.
Peter, be careful.
This is a stupid fucked up plan.
We don't have a choice.
The police is everywhere.
We'll get caught in a second if we take him outside.
Your father-in-law, Iman Sheikh, was the head of security at a company
owned by Gautam Desai.
His company was about to close a huge deal
with a big corporation called General International.
They're really big.
Be it alternate energy, media or arms,
they deal in everything.
Now, my theory is that Handa was trying
to block their contract, and that's why...
-they got rid of him. -Really?
-But Handa-- -Died in surgery. I know.
Let me continue.
I think that Iman Sheikh became suspicious of them,
and that's why he'd started tapping Gautam Desai's calls.
And that's why, even he was...
He was murdered.
And then, even Gautam Desai "committed suicide."
So, what you're trying to say is that Gautam Desai
didn't commit suicide but was murdered?
Just like Iman Sheikh
didn't have an accident, but was murdered.
The big corporate...
-What was the name again? -General International.
What else do you know about them?
General International's VP Operations,
Isha Andrews, is in India right now.
-In Delhi? -Yes.
She's young, but she handles their entire APAC business.
And...
And that's not it.
The area where General International were about to drill
was bone dry, and they knew this.
There wasn't any gas there at all.
Then why would they spend millions?
Exactly. That's what I'm trying to find out,
because... I think it's...
it's definitely more than just a gas deal.
And the agency doesn't believe your theory.
That's why you've come to me.
So, you believe me?
You... you believe me, right?
You don't think that I'm crazy, right?
Everyone needs to have a little streak of crazy in life.
Look, Shikha, if these guys are as dangerous as you say they are,
then you'll have to be very careful.
Can you do something about this?
I could try.
I still have some of my people in the system.
I'll try finding out.
Go home.
Take care of yourself.
-Yes, Prithvi? -How's Handa doing?
He's passed out. His condition is quite serious.
Bringing him outside in this condition is going to be very difficult.
The police might see us.
Where are you?
I just met with the intelligence officer.
These General International people are quite dangerous.
I think we're in the midst of a huge conspiracy.
I wish...
Dad was here with us right now.
Dad?
Aman, Dad had very closely investigated all the deals
between Desai and General International.
He'd put down all his findings in a diary.
Unfortunately, that diary was in the bag that Hyma took.
The bag with the money.
If we had that diary right now, then...
Prithvi, I'm sending you a clip right now.
You might find something useful in there.
Impossible!