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Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Alibaug.

A rare and special art collection is up for auction for the very first time,

but only for a select group of guests. Introducing our star painting,

Medicine by Gustav Klimt. Painted in the year 1900,

it was widely believed that this masterpiece

was lost during World War II. But after nearly 80 years,

it was finally been rediscovered by the well known curator and our host for

the evening, Mr. Rajan Aulakh.

Hello, Mr. Batliwala.

Where's Ranjan? Missing from his own party again?

Sir, he is busy giving his final touches to a painting.

Mr. Mehta! My star accountant!

Did you know that you're the real chief guest of this party? Huh? Oh, sorry.

Rajan, I'm telling you the truth, I don't know,

how interpol found out about your offshore accounts, Rajan. Please, believe me.

I haven't done anything. Rajan.

Rajan, Rajan

But how is that going to help bring back my 200 crores.

Rajan. Let me go, I am begging you.

Forget about me. You know,

five of my clients had money in that account. And now that's gone! Out!

Sir, I'll will work for you, for the rest of my life.

And another painting being sold to Mr. Xerxes's Batliwala.

You made one stupid mistake and now my life's work is being auctioned, do you

hear that? Do you hear that?

I'm really trying my best to be an absolute gentleman,

but dumb asses like you always bring out the gangster in me.

-Hi sir. -Hi.

Mr. Rajan? Hi! Jennifer Lobo.

Thanks so much for the invite. Our museum,

Fortcrest, is happy to host these artifacts for you.

And I must say that it will be an honour. As soon as the Red Sun leaves India,

there will be an open slot,

you know at our museum.

Red Sun?

Yes. Africa's Kohinoor.

The pride of Africa, will soon be in India.

And we're extremely delighted that our museum will be exhibiting the Red Sun.

I'm sure that you've heard that the 'Red Sun' is priceless.

Oh… Are you also a painter?

Yeah. You can say that. Just for fun.

Anyway I'll… see you around.

Sure.

We'll have to call him. He's our only option now.

Call whom?

The one-of-a-kind Bellagio emerald necklace was stolen,

mid-transit on the national highway.

This took place despite an entire private security convoy being assigned for

the necklace's protection. Reports say this was an impossible heist,

until now. The last time something like

this happened was in 1995, with Neil McCauley and his crew.

Everyone is still in shock about how this robbery was pulled off.

Police are still looking for the Jewel Thief.

Good morning, beautiful.

Leaving so soon?

Wouldn't you like to know at least my name,

after giving me such an expensive gift?

Your name, is the only thing I didn't discover

about you last night. Let's keep the mystery alive.

Sir, he's disappeared. Rehan. I don't know, Sir. Sure, Sir.

What the hell, Avi. What are you doing here in Budapest?

I'm, I'm here to see you. I mean what are you talking about?

Can't I come to see you?

To see me? No call in three years, and you're here to see me?

Why are you really here?

Because of dad.

What happened to him?

Dad was looking for a donor for his charity hospital.

He found a man who made a really large contribution

to the hospital - 10 crores.

Mr. Roy, the money has been deposited into

your account. Please check.

We got it, Dad.

Thanks.

Congrats sir.

Now you don't need to take even 10 rupees from your patients for the treatment.

Just continue your service.

I'm just the medium. You are doing the real service.

We're just happy to help, Sir. Would you like some tea or coffee?

Why are you even asking them. Just get it.

I'm such an idiot. Sorry.

Avi.

Yeah… I'll just come.

Listen. The money that was transferred

into your father's account…

Yes, Sir?

It's dirty money. And the account from which

it was transferred, it's an anonymous account.

But I don't get it. What do you mean, Sir?

All that money is tied to crime. And if we want to,

we can tip off the police and your father will end up in jail.

But Sir… No Sir… Jail?

Yeah… A doctor,

who is so god damn honest that he kicked his own son out of the house,

for being a thief.

Just imagine what he'll go through when the world calls him a thief! Right?

Jail, court, media, social media trolling, the shame--

No…Lis-- S-Sir-Sir-Sir. Sir please. Sir, he won't be able to handle it.

He won't be able to cope.

I know buddy.

He won't be able to handle any of this. Hmm? And while struggling with the stress,

what if something happens to him? I don't think he'll find a doctor who charges 10

-rupees. You know I mean! -Yeah. Sir, please--

If your father's reputation… matters to you,

and you want him to live the rest of his life in peace,

then you'll have to do one thing for me.

I want Rehan.

Let him know Rajan Aulakh wants him here.

Rajan Aulakh?

Rehan, we really need your help.

I gave up my old life, and I moved here three years ago.

You want to know why? Because they can't fucking arrest me here.

But there must be something else you can think of, please think. Maybe,

maybe someone you know who could help.

You know I used to have a family once. But I don't really know them any more.

Rehan, please don't say that, okay.

Dad used to always talk about you so proudly

- "My Rehan is in, is in America today. My Rehan is in Africa right now.

My Rehan is in Australia closing huge property deals.

You know sometimes I would think that maybe, maybe I dont exist for him.

And then you went and broke his heart.

So what do I now? Should I just give myself up?

Go back home, Avi. I can't help you here.

You cannot be my son. A a thief cannot be my son.

Get out of here!. Just get out!

Dad would always talk about you so proudly - "My Rehan is in, is in America today.

My Rehan is in Australia closing huge property deals".

And then you went and broke his heart.

Rehan Roy, you bastard. Finally.

Looks like you are still stuck at Level 13?

So what's the plan?

How long does Vikram Sir expect us to just sit here?

Just because he doesn't have a family of his own, he's keeping us away from ours.

I hope someone has informed him that, the chameleon hasn't stepped out yet.

Hmm. He wanted to know, how the chameleon disappeared yesterday.

Chameleons don't disappear. You just don't see them.

Camouflage, you know.

I think you should start eating more salads, Sir. Only burgers are not good for

your health. And you Sir I bet you eat ten bags of chips a day. Am I right! It's

pretty obivious! Doesn't your wife want you to lose some weight? And still you--

-Hey! -It's not good, Sir!

What? Wondering what I'm doing here?

Option 1: I had a change of heart, Sir.

You've been chasing me around the world for two years. Bangkok to Muscat.

Muscat to Kenya. Kenya to Budapest. I'm sure your passports are crying out,

"Just give us a break, guys".

Now you've finally caught up with me. So I figured,

I might as well just turn myself in.

What are you trying to pull off here?

I'm surrendering idiots. Come on call your boss right now.

Move move!

STF, STF, hands up, hands up! Don't move, catch him, catch him. Both these guys.

Catch him! Catch him! Catch the asshole! Get him! I didnt do anything.

Close the door.

Sir, go ahead and shoot him.

Kill the bloody bastard! People like him go to jail and get out on bail. Just kill

-him sir. Shoot him sir! -Don't do it, Don't do it.

Don't do it, Don't do it. Please.

He came to you and surrendered?

Yes, Sir. Actually he asked us to call you.

Chadda, you believe in Santa Claus. Don't believe a word Rehan says.

Yes, Sir.

And Chaddha, one last thing. Anything that comes this easily,

can slip away just as easily. So don't fuck this up.

You guys get Rehan to the airport. I'll be there soon.

Right sir. Sir, Rehan is finally in custody.

I hope this this will get me a promotion, Sir.

Thank you, Sir.

Happy? Or should I say - This must be the biggest day of your life. Oh come on guys!

You've hit the jackpot, it doesn't get better.

We should celebrate. Let's grab one drink together. Come on,

don't worry about it. This one is on me.

We'll drink. But only after we check you in to your

jail cell. Once you're in there,

then what else do you think

we are going to do?

What are you looking for, Sir?

Funky anklet! Heading to a rave party or something?

Gotta say, it's so not my style, guys.

Okay… you guys do whatever you need to do. I'm going to take a quick nap.

You know you should never underestimate the power of beauty sleep.

It really makes your skin glow. Just what I need. Too good.

What the hell is this guy upto, Chadda?

Sir told me that, it's ok to believe in Santa

Claus but not him. Come on. We need to be careful.

Mr. Chadda. Tell me a story.

Chaddha!

Chaddha!

What the hell! Huh?

-Hope you enjoyed your nap? -Sir. Sorry, Sir.

Sir.

Rehan. Where is he?

Sir, he is right… Here. He was.

Sir, How? Where did he go?

Triazolam patch. Sedative!

Oh come on guys! You've hit the jackpot,

it doesn't get better. We should celebrate.

Let's grab one drink together. Come on,

don't worry about it. This one is on me.

Sir, we have put a GPS tracker on him. We'll find that asshole wherever he goes.

He won't get away.

Which GPS tracker? That one?

Hello? Immigration? Yes, this is Vikram Patel from the STF.

I need to know if an STF officer named Gaurav

Chaddha entered India a few hours ago.

But, sir I am Gaurav Chaddha.

You were. Check your passport?

My passport?

He's obiviously used you guys.

He knew all along that a diplomatic passport was the safest way to India.

But the real question is, why Mumbai?

Why would he be willing

to risk everything?

Good evening Mr, Aulakh. Come on, you are a good boy, good boy.

Leo and I have been waiting a long time to see you.

Family is the perfect bait.

Pardon my French. But I'm not a total dickhead.

There are so many fathers in the world. But for some reason,

you decided to pick mine, and then you conned him. Rajan Aulakh,

what do you want from me?

I'm going to enjoy playing with you.

What game are we playing?

We're pulling a small heist.

What is so special about this thing, that you made me come here,

dragging me half way across the world?

The Red Sun.

The Red Sun. Africa's most precious diamond.

For centuries, this diamond has been the pride

of their royal family. And now,

King Gumunu is on a tour with the diamond. He wants to showcase it,

in some of the world's biggest museums. And next week,

it will be in Mumbai at the Fortcrest Art Center. We have to steal it from there.

Fortcrest Art Center? But they have a state-of

-the-art security system. It's un-fucking hackable.

For the rest of the world, but not for a jewel thief like you.

If I remember right, when Maharani Geeta Devi's necklace

was on display at the museum, you'd already figured out a way to

break-in and out. I'm very sure,

if Officer Vikram hadn't shown up, you'd have pulled it off.

Pardon my French,

but I'm not a total dickhead either.

Okay, fine. Let's say that somehow…

I manage to steal this Red Sun that you claim is basically… priceless. Then what?

Where will you find a buyer? Batliwala? Oh come on!

Everyone knows that there's only one man in India who can handle something as big

as this.

Don't you check social media when you wake up? Look at this.

Vikram raided his place. Xerxes Batliwala has been arrested.

Then, that leaves only one man.

Moosa.

Only he can sell the diamond for you. But after what you did to him last time…

you think he'll work with you again?

You just do your job. What happens to the diamond after that,

is none of your business.

Option1: Actually it is… my business. We're partners now. I'm risking it all.

I don't want peanuts. I want an equal share.

So you are saying that I should just give you 250 crores.

If you want to give me more, that's up to you.

Two fifty crores.

And one last thing. I want you and your men to stay

the hell away from my father. Starting now. I hope I'm clear.

Come here baby. Leo. Come here.

He was just a little puppy when I got him. I looked after him myself.

I fed him myself. I let him sleep next to me.

Rottweilers. Very dangerous. Very loyal. But today…

he took a treat from you even though he doesn't know you.

I'm not someone who trusts people very easily. But when I do trust someone,

they should know that I don't give second chances to anyone.

You will stay here with me till the job is done.

That's your room. Your phone.

That was your phone.

My bag's in the car. Send it to my room.

I don't know why Rehan did this? He was safe over here.

India is too risky for him.

There are only two reasons a person takes such a risk big risk - love or family.

Seriously man. You're stalking me now?

Old habbits die hard. My dad used to tell me that

I don't know how to give up. When I go after something,

I can't let it go.

Listen, I didn't know that you were coming.

I came to Mumbai just for you.

Don't worry about it. The next time we meet,

drinks are on me. We'll just hang out, have a cup of tea, in the prison canteen.

I've never seen something so beautiful before.

Beautiful things can also be very dangerous.

By the way, it's called Belladonna.

Yes, I know. Even a little is enough

to knock a man out. But, anything more is deadly.

Are you planning on killing someone?

If I wanted to kill someone, I would have done it a long time ago.

You're the same girl, right?

I feel like I've met you before.

Do you really think these cheesy pick up lines still work on women?

No, I'm serious. Delhi, a few years ago. I think,

I saw you at the Belvedere Art Gallery.

I have no idea who… who you're talking about.

It was definitely you.

You were trying really hard to convince the

gallery owner to display your paintings.

Maybe I'm wrong.

So… like Rajan are you also into--

No. I am also an artist.

You mean a con artist. English is a funny language.

A conman is also an artist.

Stealing is also an art. You should really try it sometime.

Piazza Della Signoria.

You've been to Florence before?

As a kid, I dreamed of travelling. So when I grew up,

I did whatever I could to make it happen.

Pretty sure I've been to most places on this board. What about you?

Where have you been so far?

Nowhere. You know dreams don't really

come true for everyone. Not everyone in this world

is as lucky as you are.

Relax, he's not here. I'm on my way to see him.

Actually, you're right. You're not that girl I saw.

This place is surrounded by guards.

I would say 40 to 50 in the whole Art Center, probably.

You talk me?

But only during the day. We're doing this at night.

It will be night when the Red Sun is brought here.

Red Sun.

Nippon.

How many guards are here at night?

Four.

Ford? I have a Honda.

But why just four guards?

Because they have something much better. This system.

They don't need an army of guards. Just this.

The near-impossible trap that we have to beat.

This is their state-of-the-art security system at night,

locked down with these lasers.

So beautiful.

Touch one of these lasers by mistake and--

It will activate the museum's alarm system and--

You can forget about the Red Sun. And getting out of here? Impossible.

If the rays are so dangerous then how come the guards are walking right

through them?

Their DNA and biometrics have been scanned allowing them to be identified by

the system.

How will you get out of here? What's the magic trick?

I know how we can shut this system down.

How?

To begin with, we'll have to reset the

mainframe of the museum.

Then?

And once it resets, it will go back to its default settings.

So what?

This security system was designed in Silicon Valley,

California which means that it's default clock is set to Pacific Standard Time.

When it's day time here, it's night time there.

That's the bug in the system. And that's our secret weapon.

So you mean, if we reset the system, we will switch off the lasers?

That's right. The reset is about 6 minutes long.

And for 6 minutes, the lasers will stay switched off.

That means we have only a 6 minute window.

That's the only time we have to deal with those 4 guards.

Exactly.

And where are you going to get the system password from?

There's only one person who knows the password. Jennifer Lobo.

We need to get that password without her realizing it's gone.

And err… how do you do that? Mr. Einstein?

You wanted me me here. Now, have a little more faith, Mr Aulakh.

Got it Mr. Kung Fu?

I'm not Chinese. I'm Japanese.

I love sushi.

Arigato.

Well thank you so much, doctor for taking time out.

Please.

So I will get straight to the point. Do you know where your son is right now?

I do. Er… Avi!

No I'm… I'm talking about your older son, Rehan.

He is the only one son I have, Sir.

Look Dr. Roy. Three days ago,

Rehan managed to use a fake diplomatic passport

to travel from Budapest to India.

Three days? I haven't spoken to him or seen his face,

in over three years!

And you?

Sir?

You're also not in touch with him? You haven't met him either?

If you are here,

to find out about Rehan we cannot help you with that at all and we have nothing

to do with him anymore.

Alright. If you do contact him or… if you find out anything, then… please…

reach out to me.

Avi. Can you show him out please.

Activate all our informant networks, right away. Let's get this guy.

No, you cannot be my son. A thief cannot be my son.

In my whole life, I haven't taken anything that wasn't mine.

And you?

You're a doctor, but you couldn't even save Mom's life.

We lost her. You're so caught up with your stupid

morality and too stubborn to see it. Morality doesn't save lives,

Dad. Money saves lives.

Get out of here. Just get out!

You want me to leave because I'm telling you the truth. All your charity,

treating people for 10 rupees…

giving away free medicines - None of this is going to bring Mom back to us.

Why is it so hard to understand, Dad,

there are some wounds that cannot be fixed by medicine.

You were right.

Sorry?

About what you said earlier. I am the same girl you saw in Delhi.

When I was just about to leave,

you came up to me and told me that I should not exhibit my paintings over

there because the gallery was going to shut down.

I know. I knew I wasn't so forgetable.

And you were absolutely right. Two days later, the gallery was robbed,

and it shut down.

Guilty as charged.

Tell me one thing. If Rajan gets his hands on the Red Sun,

you think, he lets you and your father go, just like that?

Rajan is quite an interesting guy.

Nothing says 'trustworthy partner' like a little blackmail.

I feel even you're playing a game of your own.

I'm just a simple thief. Your husband is the one playing games.

Rajan doesn't play games. Infact he plays with people's lives.

Why did you marry this man?

Why are you working with this man?

Option 1: Things aren't always what they seem.

Sometimes you play the part because you have no other option.

Check it out. These glasses have an inbuilt camera.

Whatever you will be looking at, I'll be able to see the same.

So what's your plan? What do we do? How do we do it? Tell me.

In exactly 2 hours, Chunky and I will walk into the museum.

What about the CCTV?

The camera's outside the room are perfect except for one big flaw.

When both cameras move, they completely miss one spot

for exactly 4 seconds.

What can you do in 4 seconds?

Plenty. When the Red Sun is here,

we are going to use the blind spot and then the game is on.

Then, time for Chunky to get ready.

I will distract the guard and steal his access card.

As soon as the guard looks away I'll slip into the administrative block.

Miss Jennifer Lobo will be on her usual rounds at that time…

Leaving her room empty. Perfect for me.

What do you plan to do in there?

First things first. I'll make sure I wipe down

the keyboard completely.

And Chunky? Why do you need him man?

Because then it's time… for Chunky's grand entrance.

How are you doing my friend?

I am good. Thank you.

New rule. Local staff will have

to sign in twice a day.

Our lives have been ruined by this…

Ready.

-Chunky, let's roll. -Copy.

Here we go. Let's clean this up.

-Stay calm. -Step 1: Until Miss Lobo comes back, I'm

going stay hidden and wait in the room.

What the hell happened to the Gen Set? Go in front of him.

By then Miss Lobo will have figured out that the generator has tripped.

To turn off the alarm, she'll need to enter the password.

As soon as Miss Lobo is done and walks out of the room

Step 2: I lift Miss Lobo's fingerprints off the keyboard. And that's it.

The password is mine.

Aye, wait, wait, stop! What if something goes wrong?

Don't worry. What could possibly go wrong?

Where's my charger?

Ms. Lobo. Is this how you plan to

protect my paintings?

Mr. Aulakh, I wasn't expecting to you today.

Oh trust me. I didn't plan this.

Actually, the thing is,

I was thinking about having an exhibition at your museum for my Hussain, but…

it looks like this Art Center is all talk and no action.

These power cuts remind of the village I grew up in.

This has never happened before, Mr. Aulakh. Trust me,

your paintings will be safe here. Our security standards are the best.

Are you sure?

Of course! Come. Let me give you a tour.

Please.

Please come.

Got it?

Good entry, Mr. Aulakh.

I know.

These are just letters. Where's the password?

We need to crack it.

10 letters so… a million combinations, right?

15 lakhs, 62 thousands two hundred and seventy five,

to be exact.

But you only have three days to go.

And just… one life.

Mr. Moosa welcomes you to the Colosseum.

Each of you have been specially invited by our host,

to watch the game of death and feed your blood lust.

Four revolvers… with just one bullet each.

Gentlemen place your bets now, on who will be the last man standing.

Quickly.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

You got balls calling me after everything you've done. You enjoy playing with fire,

don't you?

The Rajan you knew 10 years ago was a completely different man, Mr. Moosa.

I'm impressed. But choose your words wisely.

Last time you didn't deliver what you promised.

And I wasn't really happy about that.

Have you heard about the 'Red Sun', Mr. Moosa? It's market value is 500 crores.

I'll bring the diamond. You bring the buyer.

We can call it even and you won't be disappointed.

Be very careful! Your last stunt left a target on

your back. Do you remember that? Another mistake can cost you, dearly.

I can't remember the last time I left the house just to hang out.

Thank you for bringing me here.

Should we head back? Rajan will be back home soon.

My father.

Every single day, he closes up his clinic for the

night and comes here for a walk.

Sometimes I just come here to watch him from a distance.

Why from a distance?

He doesn't want to have anything to do with me.

I lost my mother when I was very young. But you know what?

If I had even the smallest chance, I would give anything

to see my mother again. I would do anything. I mean it.

Don't hold yourself back Rehan. Running away won't repair what's broken.

I think I'm gonna steal both. Steal you and the Red Sun.

And Rajan won't be able to do a thing!

Vijay Anand.

Reservation for Vijay Anand?

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Can I use your phone?

Hello, Sir.

Hello?

Where?

How long back?

Rehan was spotted. Regal Hotel. Shekhar, Chadda, Shinde. Come on, Let's go.

So are you on it?

Work in progress.

Got the password?

Work in progress.

Simon Jarvis. UK High commission.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Oh shit!

Tear drop 81

Predator 18

Drop… Sir this--

This is Rehan's handwriting. It's a password. But to what?

Newspaper.

The Red Sun.

Yes. Our password was Tear drop 81.

Was?

I mean it still is, but obviously we are going

to change it now.

Don't change it.

What?

Look Miss Lobo,

the person who stole your password has bigger plans and its quite obvious,

that he's after the 'Red Sun'.

That's all the more reason to change the password immediately.

What are you talking about?

I want to trap him, Miss Lobo. And if you change the password now, then…

he'll know something's off and we'll lose our chance.

Over the years, all around the world, he has targeted museums just like yours,

And he's not gonna stop.

That's why catching him is important not just for us, Miss Lobo, but also for you.

Mr. Jewel Thief!

This color you see…

it cannot be made using any chemical or dye. Actually, Fresh human blood. Just…

dry it up for 20 to 25 minutes… to get this shade of red.

Someone sacrifice their life for this.

Best of luck for tomorrow.

The Red Sun has finally arrived at the Fortcrest Art Center.

Make sure you are all ready for tomorrow's exhibition.

I'll go alone this time. But I am going to need Salim.

He'll drop me outside the museum in his van.

You are saying, you will use the main gate?

Before we got our independence, the British dug secret tunnels,

which run right under Fortcrest.

You won't find Mumbai's sewers under this spot. This is Britain's gift to us.

Direct entry into Fortcrest.

Hacking into Jennifer Lobo's system.

-RESET SECURITY SERVER -Alright. We have exactly 6

minutes to go. Timer starts now.

Got you Rehan.

He's reached the main stairwell. Let him get out of there. Quietly.

Copy sir.

What are you waiting for? Shut the system down now.

Ten seconds more. I want to catch him red-handed.

Let him enter the trap first.

Copy.

Okay. Just one door between me and the diamond. We're very close. Here we go!

-Cameras? -What's wrong?

They're moving faster than before.

What about the four second blind spot?

Why did he stop? What the hell is he doing?

What is it Miss Lobo? Did you do something?

The surveillance system had a blind spot. I just fixed it this morning.

Not today. They know that I'm here.

-Fuck! -What?

He knows that we're watching him. Lockdown the entire place right now.

Hall number 5B, I repeat, 5B.

We can't let him get away today. Go! Go, go, go!

Guys, on the lower level. Exit C! Go, go,

Exit--exit G. Exit G. Go! Go!

He's hacked into all the surveillance cameras.

The museum's system is compromised. It's compromised.

Get ready for a cup of tea in the jail canteen.

Go.

How'd it go?

Exactly… according to plan.

You used the Red Sun and my museum as bait in your game! And like an idiot, I

allowed you to do it! Biggest mistake of my life. No, no, no, no.

Miss Lobo, please listen to me, at least.

This is MY Art Center Mr.

Vikram Patel and I'm going to make all decisions from now on.

I want my Red Sun back now.

Just listen to me on--

At least let me explain--

Fuck it, hit me.

MOOSA CALLING

MOOSA CALLING

This asshole is trying to con you and that bloddy Moosa is breathing down your neck.

Are you done? Should we take a break?

Can I have a cigarette, please? Think of it as a loan Mr.

Aulakh. I'll pay you back.

Can I speak now? I know that I failed this time.

But I have a backup plan.

Hey! Do you think you can make a fool out of him again? Huh?

You and I are stranded on the same boat.

I had no choice but to protect my father from you. And now,

you're stuck with Moosa because of me.

It's quiet possible that he's already spoken to a buyer.

And if he doesn't get his hands on the diamond,

then he could be capable of doing anything.

Right now there's only one thing that can keep our boat from sinking.

The Red Sun. And you know that I'm still

your only shot at getting it.

Gamuno is worried now. He's cancelled the rest of the India tour.

And he's taking the Red Sun back to London from the Art Center to Mumbai airport,

and then straight to Heathrow Airport.

Then MI5 will make sure they deliver it safely to the British Museum.

So you're going to steal it from the British Museum?

There is one place. A place without the MI5,

or any Indian security agency. No national borders,

and no border restrictions. We'll take the Red Sun at 30, 000

feet

In the sky.

But how will you do it? He's a king!

He probably has a private jet.

Not probably, definitely.

But this time the king will travel like a common man.

The landing gear in Gamuno's private jet has been jammed.

He's probably being told about this right now.

It's going to take them at least one week to repair the damage.

Gamuno will now travel on a regular commercial flight. Skyfly Airlines.

Flight number SF 311.

Rajan Sir, you know he is a professional conman.

Fucker's planning on making a fool out of you.

Your father. Evening walk. 7:15 sharp everyday.

This time he survived. Next time he won't.

You can't afford to make the same mistake again.

We'll need new passports.

It will be done.

Clean aliases, no marked history. We need one more man on this job.

Actually a woman.

Farrah.

Let's keep things in the family.

That's just my opinion but it's your call. You do trust Farrah, right?

Way more than you.

There is our man. Manish Ashar.

He doesn't miss his weekend golf, come hell or high water,

he's going to play.

Salim? Got it?

I know only you can do the other job. You should talk to him.

Time to phone a friend.

Where is the diamond Rajan?

There's a small problem, Mr Moosa.

The diamond… Did you get it or not?

You will get your diamond. I just need some help.

Do one thing. Take a flight to Istanbul.

Why don't we sit down and talk face to face. And then I will decide,

what I want to do with you. See you on the other side.

I can't make up my mind. Should I trust you or should I not.

Give me one last chance and see for yourself.

We'll be partners this time.

What about your other partner?

Job over, partnership over. We will bury him here.

50-50.

50-50.

I have the exact same photograph.

Remember dad, when we were kids,

you used to take us to the park to have ice cream, but

you never had any. You said you didn't feel like it.

You allowed us to have those beautiful small moments

of happiness even though you couldnt really afford it.

And so you grew up, thinking that if your pockets were full,

perhaps your heart would feel lighter.

Even now you don't get me at all, dad.

I may be old now, but I can still tell if someone

is good from a distance. But the shrewd ones are hard to recognize,

even when they are next to you.

You made up your mind about me. Its too late to change that.

But I want you to know this, as long as I am living and breathing,

I won't let anything bad happen to you.

You are my son, what could be worse than that.

You're right about that, dad.

Nothing could be worse than that especially

for your enemies that I am your son.

Finally its over. Gamunu,

is leaving India today and he is take the Red Sun back to London.

That's great news, we will get a break now.

Sir.

What did you just say, Chaddha?

Me? What did I say?

What did you just say to him right now?

Oh that, sir! I said that we can relax now.

Today the Red Sun is going back to London with King Gamunu.

Gamunu lost trust after attempted robbery. He is flying back today on Skyfly 311.

What? He's flying commercial?

Yes sir. There was some mechanical problem

on his private jet, so yeah.

Oh, fuck.

We need to leave for the airport, right now! Right now!

-Sir, sir sir, why sir? -Rehan has done it again!

What did he do, sir?

Screwed us over.

The Failed robbery at the art center was part of his plan.

So he sabotaged his own plan intentionally?

But why would Rehan do that?

Because he knew that at the art center it was impossible to get the Red Sun.

So instead of stealing this on land, he decided to pull this off in the air.

So, scaring Gamunu, his fake robbery attempt,

tampering with his private plane and forcing him to fly commercial,

it was all part of his bigger plan.

Can I use your phone? We found Rehan Roy, Regal Hotel, room 607.

Rehan was spotted, Regal Hotel.

This is Rehan's handwriting. It's a password.

He is been playing us all along.

The private jet was the only thing standing

between Rehan and the Red Sun. But he found a solution for this problem

as well by getting prince's private plane to malfunction.

The prince is going by commercial flight now,

where all the security will be missing.

It was all planned.

Have a safe flight sir.

Thank you.

Special security arrangements have been made for the Red sun on this flight.

Your high security vault has been placed in the hold area.

And it will picked up by MI5 in London.

Please fasten your seat belts.

Mam.

Good evening, ladies and gentleman,

this is your co- pilot Aparna Chhetri welcoming you on board flight SF311

to Heathrow Airport, London.

Use the plane secured netwrok to send the crew a picture of Rehan.

See if they recognize him. There is only way.

I have to get to London before he does.

Okay, I'll book the tickets.

It'll be too late.

But sir?

There is someone I know that owes me a very big favor.

Hello, my friend.

Neha, we have been asked to look out for this person on the flight.

-Okay. -Just check and let me know. Okay?

Alright.

They are on to you and they are looking for you.

Vikram! I have to disappear.

You are on a plane, that too in the air.

People disappear in thin air, Mr. Aulakh.

Not possible Shekhar. He has to be on that plane.

Sir they have already checked the whole plane

thoroughly. Rehan's not on that plane.

Make a call to London immediately. As soon as I land there,

I want Scotland Yard.

On it sir.

Sir?

Long flight. Just stretching.

Okay.

Sir, cold towel?

By the way its called Belladonna.

Even a little is enough to knock a man out, but anything more is deadly.

One Cola, please?

-Yes, Sir. -Thank you.

Sandra. Sandra. Victor, Victor.

Somebody. Sandra. Anthony, help! Sandra!

Sir, are you okay?

Doctor, doctor. Okay, hold on, I'll be just be back.

Umm… Dr. Rustom Punawala?

Yes.

Sir, a passenger in First Class is feeling extremely unwell. Umm…

Could you come with me please?

Of course.

Good evening Prince Gamunu. I am Doctor Punawala.

Help me.

Is the pain here? Here?

Don't worry young man.

How much longer until we land?

Umm… Approximately three hours and thirty minutes.

I need to speak to the Captain.

Okay, let's go.

Salim.

I'm Captain Manish Ashar.

-Hi, Captain. -What's your emergency?

Prince Gamunu has developed acute appendicitis.

If we don't operate soon it may rupture anytime and that could be fatal for him.

Oh God.

We have to land now. Which is the nearest airport to us?

Um! Istanbul -- We passed it twenty minutes ago.

Well take us back. There is a an excellent surgeon at the St.

Thomas hospital, Dr. Ibrahim Ramsey. I know him personally. Please,

captain this is our only chance to save the Prince.

Sir, the plane is diverting towards Istanbul.

What?

Sir, one passenger is having an appendicitis problem.

Bullshit! Shekhar, call the Turkish police immediately.

Not a single person should get off that plane and before the plane touches down,

I want an armed response unit.

But what about the passenger? We will need to send an ambulance, right?

That is exactly what Rehan wants.

He will use the sick passenger to get the Red Sun off the plane. Shekhar I repeat,

Not a single person gets off that plane. Not a single person. I am very closeby,

I am going to the divert the plane.

Alright sir.

Good evening everyone. This is your captain speaking.

We have a medical emergency due to which we have diverted the plane to Istanbul.

We've already started our descent into Ataturk Airport and should be touching

down in approximetly 10 minutes.

This is not looking good. I need to speak to the Captain again.

Okay.

Now what?

Miss Vicky, please monitor the patient. If you see any change,

inform me immediately.

Okay.

Play.

-Please save us for God's sake. -My family? What the fuc--

Your family is safe for now. But if you want them to stay safe,

do not land at the airport. Land here instead.

This? This location is right in the middle of Istanbul city.

You are absolutely right.

Are you crazy? Land the plane in the middle

of the city with no runway! Are you planning to kill everyone?

Are you a terrori-- Is this a hija-- I have a family. Pl-Please, please,

please don't do this-- please.

We're not terrorists. But when your family is in danger,

even good people have to make tough choices.

Just do as I say and no one will get hurt. Land the plane captain.

What the hell?

Listen, there is change in our destination.

We have to land here.

But, but, Sir?

We don't have a choice. They have taken my family hostage.

Just do what I'm saying. Now!

Ali Karabulut.

Vikram.

Pleased to meet you. Plane's on final approach now.

I've got an Armed Response Unit standing by. How many do you think?

Hello. What? Are you sure? Okay. It's changed direction.

-What? -The plane. It's coming down in the

middle of Istanbul.

Where the hell would you land a plane in the middle of the city?

Fast guys, we don't have so much time left.

Come on, lets go, hurry up put that here.

Come on come on come on

let go lets go lets go.

[REACTION}

What's that?

That's the central park.

What the fuck!

This is a big mistake. We are all going to die.

Can't see a thing. There is total darkness.

You can always count on the light to push away the darkness.

There you go, captain.

A landing strip right in the middle

of Istanbul Central Park.

Eight hundred metres long, forty metres wide.

It's not as good as London, but I'm sure you'll manage.

Uh… How much longer?

10 minutes more.

We have only 5 minutes.

Passengers please fasten your seat belts as we are expecting some turbulence ahead.

Hurry up. We don't have much time.

Let me focus.

This is the first lock. There are four like this.

Two down. Two to go.

2 and a half minutes to go.

The Red sun is going nowhere, my friend.

Okay, come on. Keep it steady.

Brakes, brakes, brakes!

I got the Red Sun. But I really thought that

you would fail once again.

But, well played! I'm taking the Red Sun to the buyer.

Time for you to tie up the loose ends. Hope you remember - job over,

partnership over! See you on the other side.

Rajan was right all along. Nobody else could have stolen

the Red Sun but you.

But this time, I wasn't alone. I had someone with me.

But I'm not a thief.

You are. The only difference is you steal

things that cannot be seen.

What now?

Time to say goodbye.

Bye, Rehan.

Not to me. To Rajan.

What have you done to him?

I promised you something. That I would steal both.

Steal you and the diamond.

Rehan, please don't. He'll… he'll kill both of us.

What will you choose - your fear of Rajan or your faith in me?

My father's charity papers.

Oh.

I kept my part of the bargain. It's your turn now. Sign on these please.

Of course.

Drink?

Come on, we gotta have one drink? For our victory.

Please.

Actually, for your last victory. Cheers.

Want to hear a story? There once was a lion,

who had a faithful wolf. One day the lion finds

out there is a treasure buried somewhere in the jungle. Then

enters a rabbit, a little guy but an expert at digging.

The lion called him and said, "Dig up the treasure for me,

or I will kill you and your family and eat you up." The rabbit said, "Sure, okay,

Sir!" The three of them came to the spot and the rabbit

started digging furiously to find the treasure.

Some time passed, and they couldn't hear the rabbit anymore.

The wolf was thirsty and went to a nearby spring for a drink.

Some more time passed and the lion started getting impatient. And…

he jumped into the hole after the rabbit.

The hole had no gold and no rabbit either. Then the lion heard a whistle.

He looked up and saw the rabbit looking at him. The lion roared.

"How did you get up there? Where is my treasure?" The rabbit said,

"Here it is, Sir." The lion was furious.

He said, "I'm the king of the jungle, the most powerful.

I will eat you up." The rabbit laughed. You may be very powerful,

but you can't dig as well as I can.

Or you would have dug yourself out.

Oh and by the way, you are not the king. You 'were' the king.

And… what happened to the wolf?

Tragedy.

The spring that he drank from, it was a poisoned one.

The wolf is dead. Now, its the king's turn.

I know what kind a man you are, Rajan. I knew,

that the moment you got your hands on the Red Sun,

you would get rid of my family and I could never let that happen.

I didn't fail at the art institute. That played out exactly

the way I planned it.

I wanted this job to happen outside of India,

and for Istanbul to be the last stop. The city of your partner,

Moosa. Because I knew everything. I knew the history between both of you.

That's why, my first move was to get rid of Batliwala.

So, what's the plan?

Xerxes Batliwala. He's manufacturing Fentanyl

Everyone knows that.

Except for the Mumbai police!

But who will you sell it to? Batliwala?

Don't you check social media when you wake up? Look at this.

Vikram raided his place. Xerxes Batliwala has been arrested.

That leaves only one man - Moosa.

The diamond that we sent to Moosa, is not the Red Sun.

It's a fake. There was someone else on our flight

that day. Our silent partner. Simon Jarvis.

Amazing.

UK High Commission. Simon Jarvis' brand new suitcase.

DEPUTY DIRECTOR UK HIGH COMMISSION, MUMBAI SIMON JARVIS

The suitcase that he brought on the plane wasn't his,

it was mine with a fake Red Sun. I must also thank you for your help.

They're on to you and they're looking for you.

I have to disappear. You sent me to the cargo hold.

And after that, Mr. Aulakh - the real heist began.

The real Red Sun went into Simon's bag, and the fake jewel went into the vault.

That's the one Moosa has right now.

I took a loan. I'm paying it back.

Adios, Mr. Aulakh!

It looks like that man conned you once again.

Not just me. He conned both of us.

True. But only one of us dies today, and that's you.

I know that no matter what I say, you are going to kill me anyway.

So maybe you can grant… this dying man his last wish.

We go back a long way. You could've asked for anything

else in the world.

I know. But, this is all I need for now. Thank you.

See you… on the other side.

Breaking news.

A shocking new discovery revealed that the blasts in Istanbul claimed the life

of renowned Indian art collector Mr. Rajan Aulakh, among others.

Investigators say that Mr. Aulakh had very strong connections

to the underworld.

Not only that, but he was also a major investor

in a crime network. He used his black money to make

several investments over time, which are now being investigated

by law enforcement.

Look at this.

The Indian Embassy in Istanbul is silent on the matter and has not released

any official statement. We will bring you fresh updates

as soon as we get them. Please stay tuned.

Before things could get out of hand, Rehan took care of everything.

But he didn't say… anything to me that day.

This is perfect.

Yeah.

I think we should give it all up and settle down here.

We should buy a small house by the river. You, me and our two little kids.

We can fish during the day, and sit by a bonfire at night with our…

What?

Your phone. Your next target.

You think you're so good at conning everyone, isn't

that right? But you can't con me, Mr. Rehan Roy.

So you figured me out really quickly then.

It wasn't that difficult. "Jewel Thief"? That's your phone password. Really?