Earlier you were saying we should abort the mission.
But look at you know.
You're going in before me.
After the malware is installed in this facility,
we will have control over the Vayu missile,
and my mission will be successful.
Everything's not about you, Sidhesh.
Next.
So, why don't you leave the asshole?
Do you want to get beaten up again?
Look at your eyes, they're swollen.
You should see his face.
He looks like a barbecued cauliflower.
Let her go.
Go on.
Next.
Nazneen too...
Game on.
Smoking not allowed, sir.
Sorry.
Housekeeping!
-Come here, quickly! -Yes, sir.
A barbecued cauliflower. Really?
-It's an ambush. -Our friends from R&AW?
There's no point in creating a distraction right now.
We need to wait for them to let their guard down.
When does the night shift for security end?
4.30 a.m.
So, their next target
is the Vayu defence system facility in Hyderabad?
Shekhar is leading an on-ground team there himself.
Shekhar?
Wasn't he hurt in Bangalore?
-Yes, sir. -Is he okay now?
He says it's a badge of honour.
I promise you, sir,
Sidhesh will not get away this time.
But what does he plan to do there?
These reports say that the Calcutta and Bangalore servers
are completely clear.
There's no problem.
No one can do anything anyway, sir.
The Vayu defence system control is foolproof.
If an outsider tries to steal or replace the codes,
the system will go into automatic shutdown mode.
But still, just to be on the safer side,
we have told all the control sites to change the passcodes.
And if...
say they don't attack the Hyderabad facility at all,
then we will never unearth their plan.
We have already started the work to get to the heart of the matter.
Roma?
Yes, sir.
Sir, as soon as Riaz was spotted, we activated our asset in POK.
Look at this.
Sir, that's Suleman Bakhri.
A long-time loyalist of Riaz.
And just like Osama,
he alone handles all of Riaz's finances.
Last week our asset has spotted him right outside Rawalakot.
So, if Riaz is really handling everything alone,
and, say, we are successful in finding his location,
then what?
Covert op.
The Hawks.
They are our best chance.
A briefing at 1700?
Wonder if it is a night mission again.
Why?
You got somewhere else to be?
Is Preeti waiting?
Hey, this time around try not to get kidnapped after the date, okay?
So, somebody's a teacher's pet now?
I heard you went to GC Ranjan's house to meet him.
Maybe.
I'm glad.
Following the rules isn't so bad.
Umm...
I was thinking...
if you...
after the debrief...
After the debrief, what?
No, nothing... Never mind.
I was planning on going to the Windup Cafe after the debrief.
You can come too if you like.
I'm proud of you.
No, I really am.
You can smile now.
Today's egress mission was a great success.
One team won, but the other team didn't lose.
You were all exceptional.
-Whoo! -Whoo!
But the fun ends now. We have orders from HQ.
Hawks... you're on standby.
What's the mission, sir?
It's confidential. Strictly on a need-to-know basis.
But keeping in mind the threat level,
the last phase of our training begins tomorrow.
And it's going to be hell.
Take the evening off.
See you in hell.
It's okay, Salim. She'll understand.
It's the first time I won't be with her for her birthday.
-The MTBF report? -Yes, sir.
Thanks.
Dev, listen.
Do me a favour. Go to the procurement office.
Go see Karan Agarwal, the maintenance engineer.
The crash that killed Sahej at the Sweden Air Show,
I need the black box report.
Dude, you're letting Ranjan's words hurt your ego again.
You will die before you listen to him, won't you?
Bro, this is not about my ego.
Please just do it. Okay?
-Okay. -Thank you.
Jeez! Mom isn't answering, man.
Same problem every time.
Salim?
Papa!
Myra! Mom!
Hey! Myra!
You are...
Praise be.
I knew you couldn't miss my birthday!
But how are you two here?
Don't question it. Preeti simply sent us the tickets.
♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Myra! ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
By the way, thanks.
For what?
For asking me out?
Hey, I'm not that bad.
I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but...
how can a pilot have such terrible instincts?
Okay, okay, relax.
Think of this more like a thank you?
I mean, I'm still here,
I'm still flying.
I've got you to thank for that.
Squadron Leader Viraj Sehgal?
Reporting, ma'am. Happy birthday, little one.
Thank you!
Is this for me?
Thank you.
What's a "shithead"?
Who taught you that word?
Papa says, "Viraj is a great pilot. If only he wasn't a shithead."
I see.
Okay, tell your dad, shithead or not,
I'm still the best.
-But he's the best father! -Hmm.
I believe you.
-Hey. -Hi.
-I hope Myra liked everything? -Oh, she loved it.
-Thank God. -Listen.
That was really special. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Sharing does help, Vir. Trust me.
You know you can talk to me, right?
It's obvious that you have issues with your dad,
which you haven't sorted out yet.
Listen.
You don't know me.
You're talking as if you've known me since childhood--
But I want to get to know you, though. Hmm?
"The aircraft crossed 2 Mach,
"and the throttle experienced control saturation,
"making any manoeuvre impossible."
Shit.
Come on.
-What are you doing here? -Alex, computer.
Sean, get all those confidential files.
Stop, or I'll call the cops.
Hey, my phone!
I didn't know you had a thing for Indian guys.
We have to inform the Indians. More pilots shouldn't die.
-Alex, we good? -All good, sir.
No, no, no! You can't take that!
One call to the press and you'll lose your new deal with the Russians.
Wow, Martha.
You obviously don't care about your life.
What about your mother?
She lives in Stockwell, right?
You go there. Take care of her like a good daughter.
Leave the business to us!
So, you've never shared this with anyone since you were a child?
Only with my friend, Dev.
But he also knows a lot of embarrassing things about my life.
So I don't think he counts.
Normally I'm not such a big fan of unsolicited advice myself, but...
can I say something?
Hmm?
Let go of him, Vir. Let him go.
Weren't you listening?
He was the one who left us.
When I was only nine years old.
Yes...
He did leave you.
But you're still clinging on to him, Vir.
Listen, I understand it's difficult to let go, okay?
After Sahej, his dad and I were angry at everyone.
His father fought till his last breath to prove that Sahej was a good pilot.
He died a bitter man.
That one crash took from me my...
It took everything away from me.
Sahej's mum, she saved me.
She said to me,
"We can't let our yesterday get in the way of our tomorrow."
And she was right.
She's the reason I'm here today. A Hawk.
Flying again.
Carrying the family name forward.
Listen, Avantika...
About Sahej...
What do you think?
Do you think it was a pilot error?
I've stopped thinking along those lines.
But, you can't let go that easily now, can you?
Shome mentioned that you had some doubts about the JT-18 as well?
Maybe this will help.
It's Sahej's logbook.
He's pretty old-school.
He made notes of the minutest details.
-Avantika, I-- -Today's quota for thanks is done.
The two of us, we're not very different.
Keep it.
Maybe you'll find some answers in there.
But...
the wounds of the past can only heal
when you stop picking at them.
Forgive your father, Vir.
Sir.
I was just about to send you the progress report.
I'll be there.
Shit!
Come on, Vir, you've done this before.
Come on, come on, come on, Vir!
Hello?
Sir, there's fire at the ADM.
What?
I'm coming.
Sir.
I want the footage of every man
who has entered the building in the last one hour.
-Especially the server room floor. -Yes, sir.
-Where is the server room? -On the fifth floor.
Let's go.
Come on, guys!
Viraj Sehgal reporting for duty.
Viraj?
But your name isn't in the manifest?
Yes, actually, GC Ranjan changed the schedule late at night.
Looks like you didn't get the memo.
But that's now how it should work.
I agree with you, but he's the boss.
You can call and ask him yourself.
I can't miss a sortie because of a communication error.
Anyway, GC Ranjan isn't a big fan of mine. Hmm?
Okay.
Just fill in your details.
Hey, what are you up to?
What are you doing in the server room?
Fuck. Sidhesh.
Stop!
Sidhesh, stop!
Cover from the back! Wait!
Sidhesh, stop!
Sidhesh, stop or else I'll shoot you!
Sidhesh!
Speed: Mach 2.
Now let's see what happens.
Yes! Joystick jammed.
GC Ranjan, I told you there was a problem.
All right, time to slow it down, baby.
Shit, it's still jammed.
What the hell? Come on!
Come on, no, no, no...
Come on, come on, come on.
Shit!
Sidhesh Vakharia! I said stop!
Sidhesh Vakharia.
Your game is over.
No, Shekhar Sen! The game has just begun!
Shut up, you bastard!
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday!
Shit!
Mayday, mayday, mayday!
Losing control!
I've lost control!
Engines are out! Come on, come on, come on!
Pull up! Pull up!
Shit!
Pull up! Shit, shit, shit!
Suspect is in custody. I repeat, suspect is in custody.
But Shekhar sir is unresponsive. KIA.
I repeat, KIA.
I want to speak to the PM now.
Sir.
Milind.
Till we don't know Riaz's exact location,
we can't do anything officially.
Ranjan.
It is time for the Hawks to fly the nest.
Sir.
Mr. Bhatti.
What?