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It was a mistake, Su.

Are you going to avoid my calls now?

We've been together for ages…

Do you think I'm the cheating type?

Why do you think this happened?

I was lonely, Su.

If you'd given me a little attention, do you think I would've strayed?

The problem is that you never prioritized me.

Your actual relationship has always been with your country.

Because that's the only way you can make your dad happy.

And if your dad isn't happy--

The External Affairs meeting is now at 9:00 a.m. Be on time!

We should lock our strategy before the meeting.

If Nepal is gravitating towards China, we need to leverage--

Relax.

Khurana sir will handle it.

You're just there to observe.

Watch the news, Suhana.

Just like Pakistan, Nepal will fall in line as well.

See you.

Ladies and gentlemen…

Please give a rousing welcome…

to Pakistan's new Prime Minister,

Mr. Shahzad Alam!

- Long live… - Shahzad Alam!

Ever since Pakistan became independent,

western powers have used us…

as mere pawns.

But as Pakistan's new Prime Minister, I promise you…

that we will now head in a bold new direction.

There was so much traffic today, I swear--

Yeah, blame it on the traffic now!

Don't worry, I'll place the candles.

Do you even know how many candles we need?

How many?

The new Pakistan won't wage war,

but will seek diplomatic solutions.

There will be peace at our borders.

And in this peaceful spirit…

we shall return

terrorist Yaseen Mirza to India.

Do you want some cake? What about you?

Yaseen Miyaan…

Keep silent, and your kids will celebrate many more birthdays…

Utter a word,

and all generations of your family will be wiped out…

on both sides of the border.

God be with you.

By handing over Yaseen,

we can usher in a new era of friendship…

between Pakistan and India.

- Long live… - Pakistan!

Move along.

Move aside.

- Move back! - Come here.

You too, move behind!

Sir, China used the same strategy

during the Hambantota Port deal.

They promised Sri Lanka debt-free assistance…

and now look at the mess they're in.

Their earthquake relief fund will cripple you--

Ambassador Khurana…

Nepal is not Sri Lanka.

We know and understand our border issues very well.

You're here to promote India's interests…

So please, let us stick to that.

Sir, the two of us, we're a team.

Excuse me!

I will not allow you to desecrate my mother tongue in this office.

Involving China any further than you already have

will put the whole subcontinent's security at risk.

Sir, this--

Why do you want to compromise our friendship of so many years?

We know what is best for Nepal's interests.

We do not have to put any more eggs in India's basket.

- Thank you very much. - Sir, may I say something?

Excuse me?

Where did you get this?

A journalist in Kolkata.

These rumors are baseless.

They're targeting my son

because of the upcoming elections.

He has nothing to do with this timber smuggling ring.

These pictures are doctored.

We thought the same, sir.

In fact, Ambassador Khurana and Deputy Consul Solanki

have been trying to quash this story since morning.

Thank God it ended well.

For a minute, I thought we had lost him.

- Sir, shall I go get the car? - Yes.

Blackmailing a Minister?

Don't you think you should consult your Ambassador

before making such a brazen move?

Have I ever stopped you from speaking?

No, sir.

But since it was a matter of national security,

I thought you wouldn't mind.

Sorry, sir.

No need to apologize, Suhana…

Your father was my Ambassador at the Korean Embassy

and your grandfather's name features in every civics textbook in India.

Diplomatic instincts run in your blood…

but you cannot bypass protocol.

Yes, sir.

By the way, seating arrangements for the SAARC summit meeting are locked.

You'll be seated in the center, instead of the Chinese Ambassador.

The photos will look great.

I had my doubts about you, but no, you are ready.

Completely ready.

For what, sir?

Who was that Kolkata journalist, again?

Ma'am, please sign here.

London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down…

But sir, the DHC position is going to Jacob Tamang, right?

An alumnus of St. Stephen's College and Harvard University,

Suhana Bhatia is earning more laurels for her illustrious political family.

By rising to the second-highest diplomatic position in Great Britain,

Suhana is set to become India's youngest Deputy High Commissioner.

Let's hear more about this from

India's Foreign Minister, Manohar Rawal.

Sir, some say that nepotism

has played a major role in her appointment…

These news anchors talk such rubbish!

Suhana's grandfather was India's first UN Representative.

And her father has served

as our Ambassador to Korea, Russia, and Germany.

Suhana, you have a flight to catch.

I'm sure Suhana Bhatia will

not just live up to her legacy,

but become one of our finest IFS officers.

- Congratulations! - Of course, of course!

So proud of you.

Hope for the best!

- On a different note… - Dhanraj, she is truly your daughter!

Our reports indicate that Pakistan has agreed to extradite Yaseen Mirza.

Will Pakistan really go through with this,

or is this just another ploy?

No matter how big the mistake, everyone deserves a second chance.

What?

He's sent so many chocolates, messages…

God, Ma, I can't believe you're going on about this…

Can't you forgive him?

By the way, all his stuff lying in your room…

- What do I do with that? - What do you mean?

It's such a pain to clean that mess…

It's in my room, you don't have to clean it.

Can you at least tell me what happened between you two?

I really thought Shantanu would rescue you from this Bhatia legacy.

- What do you mean by "Bhatia legacy"? - Thank God, I escaped.

Dhanraj is my brother, and I love him.

But he'll squander your life for his legacy.

Auntie, I thought at least you'd be proud of my promotion.

- I am proud! - What is this, Mumma?

But pride doesn't get you through life.

Everything, every time cannot be for the country…

- Suhana, hurry up! - There he goes again.

Let it be.

This father-daughter team…

All they care about is work.

I surrender.

- I know you'll miss me, Mumma. It's okay. - I know, my child.

- Come here. I'll miss you! - Oh, so much love!

I'll miss you, my child.

Just say it.

You don't think I deserve this position either, right?

No, it's not like that.

To get this post at your age

in a bureaucratic organization like the IFS is…

unusual.

I'm just…

Didn't Rawal uncle tell you how pleased he was

with my work in Kathmandu?

I'm not questioning your capabilities or your achievements.

- Really? - Yes, really!

I mean…

Can you slow down?

If I go slow, you'll say,

"What's the use of all your privilege, education, and opportunities

if you can't achieve twice as much as everyone else?"

So you want me to lie to you?

No, I want you to…

What?

I want you to believe in me.

Just a little bit.

Like Rawal uncle does, like the Prime Minister does.

No matter how I got this position,

I will do full justice to it.

You should know that.

Please, my child.

Hey!

Jet lagged, Madam DHC?

Nights in London are an illusion.

The sun breaks for rest at nine and is back at it by five.

Wait and watch.

It will be daylight before we even reach home.

Could you turn off the AC, please? The window's open.

Yes, madam.

Are you from Hyderabad?

You have a sharp ear!

I'm from Moghalpura.

Salim Sayeed.

And when did you join the Embassy?

I'm new to the Embassy, but I know London in and out.

You're new to the city. If you face any problem,

feel free to call me anytime.

By the way, my wife makes excellent biryani.

- If you-- - All cities are the same, Salimji.

I'll be fine.

Of course, madam.

You are a senior officer…

you must've traveled the world.

I was just…

Take this.

Take care of ma'am.

Salimji?

Yes?

The next time your wife makes biryani, could you get me some?

Certainly.

The thing is, cities may all be the same…

but one needs a friend in every city.

Of course, my child…

Sorry.

Goodnight, Madam DHC.

Goodnight.

Did you speak to Shantanu?

Why?

I spotted him yesterday at Mehta uncle's daughter's wedding.

He was with someone else.

- I almost went to speak to him-- - One second, Ma.

This outlet, is this right?

It's from the list the Press Office sent us.

I know that, but if I'm asking you,

I expect you to reconfirm it.

Yes?

Of course, Madam DHC.

Yes, Ma.

- You're so stern! - Good morning, ma'am.

- Can't you be nice? - Good morning, Madam DHC.

- Which one? - Fine, if you can't forgive Shantanu…

I have zero interest in Shantanu's love life.

You can throw his stuff out of my room as well.

Ma'am…

Fine. Why should I care?

Go to your fancy Michelin restaurants all alone.

By the way, how's the weather?

- Is it cold? - No, why?

- I'm coming over. - One second.

There's only one way to get you to settle down.

I don't want you to end up like your father…

married to your work.

Mumma, you need help. Bye.

Hello! Hello Su-

The entire Indian delegation is extremely appreciative

of your time and effort, Minister, in reaching this landmark deal.

Rubbish! All I did was stay out of the way.

The real credit goes to our aides.

Ladies, take a bow!

Thank you, sir, but manufacturing Hydrogen Electrolyzers in India

to reduce costs was entirely Suhana's idea.

- Good job, El! - What did she say?

I guess you'll just have to take Hindi lessons to find out.

Well, if it means more money flowing into the UK,

cleaner air for our planet…

What? I'm protesting.

She stole your position.

Bloody diplomats!

Let it go, Kutty.

We're RAW officers, man. Why care about their promotions?

They don't want to promote RAW officers, so be it!

But why her? Who's this girl?

What does she have other than her family name?

Number two of the UK Embassy? More like number two in the toilet!

Hey, what's the name of their minister?

Rawal?

I bet he's buddies with her dad.

How else would she--

She could be "buddies" with him herself!

Must've charmed his pants off, if you know what I mean…

Namaskar!

I'm Elena.

You work for Suhana at the embassy?

Actually, we work for India at the embassy.

Would any of you have a cigarette?

Madam, you're learning Hindi?

Very good.

But you know, India is much bigger than North Indians alone.

Sebin is from Kerala…

One of the most progressive states in the South of India

with the highest literacy rate.

I think he's suggesting you learn Malayalam as well.

Since India has many other languages apart from Hindi.

Right?

Why not!

Imagine three women talking like that about a male superior?

They would have been fired like…

Yeah, but I don't want to hurt their careers.

It's silly.

- Oh, my God. - What?

He makes Japanese sound like Urdu.

So hot!

Calm down, Elena!

He's discussing wholesale rates for vegetables…

Hey…

Mind your own business!

- That was bad! - Very bad.

He's coming over.

Stop staring!

- Namaskar! - Namaskar!

Konnichiwa.

What's your name?

I'm Elena.

And this is Suhana.

Suhana… like a journey?

Oh, behave!

- She's your Deputy High Commissioner. - Oh, pardon me.

I'll have the Old Fashioned, please.

- What would you like? - A glass of Merlot, please.

In what language can I get her to speak to me?

Try French?

Can I buy you a drink?

How do you know so many languages?

- Success! - You're welcome.

I'm Nakul Sharma. What would you like?

- I'll have a Jack and Ginger, please. - Jack and Ginger?

Why? Is that a problem?

No, I…

Please charge him for his drink. He's not with the embassy.

- It's on the house, Chef. - Thank you, Steve.

Hang on. Are you the chef here?

- No, we couldn't afford him. - Why not?

- He's a Michelin-star chef. - Thank you, Steve. Thank you.

I was, in Osaka… Let's see how it goes here.

Michelin chef!

Suhana's obsessed with Michelin-star restaurants.

Really? Which ones?

You sound surprised?

It's just the Jack and Ginger…

Jack and Ginger is my dad's favorite drink.

So, what else does your dad like?

Move on.

Suhana!

Shit!

Thank you.

I'll just be back.

I've got 213.

I'm sorry if I overstepped in there.

It's just that…

I'm new to this city, and…

I felt like I needed a friend.

Shall we leave?

It's late, we should go home.

Let's dance the night away

Want to try the best éclair in London?

You mean "Eclair"?

That's what I meant.

I've had London's best eclair. Cafe de Sol.

Impossible!

Even King Charles can't get a reservation there.

Well, I got one, and I have the evidence.

I can show you the bill.

Why don't we go sometime?

Really?

A little hint of mischief

Take it all the way

This heart's a bit wild

Where's home for you?

For now, right here.

And where's your family?

No clue, I was twelve when they abandoned me.

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Don't hold back, let's get swayed

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Come a little closer

Read the signs in my eyes

In the curl of my lips

Lurks a smile I can't disguise

All we have is tonight

We may not get another day

A little hint of mischief

Come, take it all the way

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Don't hold back, let's get swayed

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Let's dance the night away

Running cuts.

Let's dance the night away

Had to pick up some friends from the airport.

I'm sure they'll quiz me about you.

So, if it's okay with you…

Can I call you my girlfriend?

P.S. The band-aids are for your feet.

If your answer is no, please send them back…

They'll help heal my broken heart.

And India is extremely grateful to France

not just for their cooperation,

but also their magnanimous contribution.

Soldier for soldier, to the peacekeeping effort in Lebanon.

Thank you very much, Henri.

You're welcome.

Please.

Thank you!

- After you, Your Excellency. - Excuse me, sir.

Guys, guys…

Thank you so much for agreeing

to make the announcement in London, Your Excellency.

New Delhi thought it would help put more pressure

on Great Britain to participate.

You were very aggressive, Ms Bhatia.

You were right, but aggressive.

Thank you!

If you'd excuse me.

Stop gatecrashing our events, you'll end up in jail!

I'm working, what are you doing?

Keep going… we haven't even undressed yet.

Let's keep it simple.

I don't want to overplay this whole blackmail act.

The deal you guys announced at the party that night…

Hydrogen something… Whatever it was.

I need a copy of the deal.

My bosses want it, man.

They want to bid on it or something.

Get me the papers, and I'll delete the video. I swear.

Personal guarantee.

Okay?

Su…

Why are you looking at me like that?

This is my job, I'm a professional!

Oh, hello sir…

So sorry, I'm here without your permission, Your Majesty…

Actually, I just got here from Delhi…

Myself, Nakul Bhatia…

Suhana's cousin!

I was in London, and I couldn't resist stopping by.

Such a big day for us Bhatias. It calls for celebration, right, sir?

Yes, of course.

And congratulations.

In fact, to the entire family.

The PM confirmed it last night.

Dhanraj uncle, President of the UN!

India's representative to the UN.

Thank you very much, Your Highness.

- Excuse me. - Sir.

Hey, calm down! Take a deep breath.

One, two, three, four, five…

One, two, three…

You get too stressed!

Look, I can imagine how you're feeling.

But be a little rational, babe!

Do you really think

the guys who hired me are novices?

They've researched you completely.

How to embarrass you, your father…

they have it all figured out.

You have 72 hours to get me the papers.

It's a simple deal.

We're just trying to make a living!

Su…

You'll manage, right?

If you're late by an hour or two, I can handle it.

But after that, I'll have to release the video.

See you.

By the way…

Our 8:00 p.m. date is still on, right?

If you're in a bad mood, we can reschedule.

And keep that video safe…

You know me, I'm shy.

Breaking news in the world of diplomacy…

A high-ranking Indian diplomat

has been caught spying on behalf of an Indian.

An official at the UK high commission,

Suhana Bhatia was arrested last night…

Senior Ambassador Dhanraj Bhatia's daughter--

She was allegedly honey-trapped on a corporate espionage assignment

related to a newly approved Green Energy bill

that was signed…

She claims she was blackmailed by a corporate agent.

You have 72 hours…

After that, I'll have to release the video.

Oh, Suhana…

Suhana.

Come in, he's almost done.

This Yaseen Mirza announcement…

Is it just lip service,

or will Pakistan actually extradite him?

The PM wants us to get Yaseen Mirza to India anyhow.

And that's why we are inviting Shahzad Alam

to our Independence Day Parade.

But Pakistan's Independence Day is just a day before ours…

Why would they send him here?

Exactly.

Well played, Rawal sir!

Very well played.

- Jai Hind. - Jai Hind!

Good you came.

I need to have a word with you.

Explain this to me, because

honestly, this is beyond my wildest comprehension.

I mean, after so many years in an organization like the IFS,

if you still don't understand

the value of perception and discretion…

Especially in this day and age,

when every single one of us is under surveillance.

Do you think Rawal sir won't ask me

how this happened right under my nose?

Unbelievable.

Have a look.

Go on.

Bloody Gujral in Edinburgh…

He's liking porn tweets!

It barely takes a minute

for these screenshots to go viral globally.

Won't this damage our country's image?

And our diplomatic standing?

Idiot!

Tell me…

What should we do?

Fire him, sir.

This is a great PR opportunity.

It will be wasted if we hand over Yaseen Mirza to India now.

But we've already promised India that we will deport Yaseen Mirza.

That's the basis on which I was invited to their Independence Day celebration.

We cannot risk the trust we are building.

Accept India's invitation right away.

When news spreads, that you're going to attend

India's Independence Day instead of your own…

no one will doubt Pakistan's intentions.

If Yaseen Mirza could bring India's secrets to us…

he can also take our secrets back to them.

As your Defense Minister,

can't I get some time, Shahzad?

Do it very carefully.

Don't do anything…

that weakens the trust between our nations.

Have faith.

I'll handle it myself.

Okay.

Our prince will attend your Independence Day party,

albeit empty-handed.

The ball is in your court now.

Follow the plan,

and you'll have nothing to worry about.

If you screw up,

I'll have Yaseen Mirza show up at your front door.

Sorry, I didn't mean to…

I didn't mean to…

I won't take up much of your time, Madam DHC.

I just came here to apologize.

What you heard at the party that night…

That was unprofessional.

You don't deserve that.

It's fine.

Thank you.

Jacob?

Yes, ma'am?

How do we conduct background checks?

If I need to do one…

Ma'am…

I can manage that for you.

But if I want to handle it myself?

You see, it's kind of personal.

So if I could do it unofficially…

I'm sorry, ma'am, but…

It will have to be done officially.

RAW protocol.

Of course, yeah.

Just escalate the application.

I'll compile all the files and give them to you personally.

- If that works. - Yes. Sounds good.

I think you dropped a paper here.

- Oh! - Looks like…

Thank you. Papers flying everywhere!

Is everything okay?

Yes!

Anything else?

At your service, ma'am.

Biggest breaking news of the hour.

The foreign ministry just confirmed

that Senior Ambassador Dhanraj Bhatia

has been appointed as India's new Permanent Representative to the UN.

Dhanraj Bhatia, a senior IFS official

will be replacing RK Ramaswamy,

India's current Permanent Representative to the UN.

Bhatia is a graduate of the 1975 IFS batch.

In his three-decade-long career,

he has held several prominent positions

in countries including Russia, Germany, and Pakistan.

Hi, Suhana!

The tenders from the green energy deal we cracked with the Nashik company…

Please speak in Hindi, Miss Bhatia.

Fine.

In the Hydrogen Electrolyzers deal,

has the tender from that Nashik company been accepted?

Yes, the deal was signed yesterday morning

and the first advance has been processed as well.

Why?

Nothing, it's just…

Can the deal be called off?

If another company were to present a better offer?

No.

It's done.

Suhana…

is there a problem?

As you may very well know…

Paper?

Video.

It's an air-gapped drive.

The file's metadata, and transfer history. It has everything.

You can have it checked.

Here, take it. Have fun.

I don't trust you.

Do you have another option?

The guys that hired you…

They're idiots.

The deal has been signed. MOUs, long-form, everything.

And you?

After being spotted at all these embassy events…

You think you'll get away with it?

Sweetie, I don't get paid to think.

I get paid to…

Papers.

That look. I know it!

You're judging me, Su!

Fine. Go ahead, judge me!

Everyone's so selfish, no one gives a shit about Nakul.

Put yourself in my shoes, then you'll know.

You think I enjoy this?

It's my job! I'm a professional.

Embassy?

Is everything okay?

My child…

In order to get help, you need to ask for it.

Uncle, if I give you fingerprints or handwriting samples, can you…

You were in the police, right?

I can't route this through the embassy or RAW officials.

Give me the data, I'll get it done.

Sir…

Looks like he's fallen in love with Pakistan.

He doesn't want to go back to India.

I believe they're preparing a grand farewell for him there?

Sadly…

it will all go to waste.

No one understands the value of Mirza Sahab's life…

After all…

he's at the heart of the plan.

Returning these works of art to governments like India

will be a far grander gesture to member nations of the Commonwealth.

Accordingly, if paragraph eleven, point three, is modified,

India will have to abstain.

Steven Wilfred from the UK High Commission here.

Conversations about returning these works of art

are not something our governments are even engaging in at the moment.

But we can look at discussing it when there's a Commonwealth Nations meeting

at some point in Somalia next year.

This is about reversing 100 years of colonial history

and it's not something our government…

Sachin, could you book me

- on the first flight to Delhi, please? - Sure, ma'am.

Any flight today, whichever reaches soonest.

Congratulations, ma'am. I read the news about your father in the internal memos.

Thank you.

- Congratulations, ma'am. - Thank you.

I'd like to make a booking for Madam DHC.

Uncle, any update on the fingerprints?

I'm on it.

By the time you're back from India, I'll have all the information ready.

Let me know if you want anything from Delhi,

- any masalas or something. - I don't want anything.

- Let me get your bags. - I'll get a trolley. Oh, sorry.

Give my regards to your father.

When will he visit?

Your phone's ringing.

Is there anything else in the car?

- Come, let me take this. - No, I'll manage.

- You're sure? - Yes.

Okay, bye.

Hello, Su!

Where are you running off to?

I got you a farewell gift.

Check the link!

And you thought your Nakul was stupid.

Your photos weren't the best,

but they contained all the proof those guys needed.

So?

So what?

The electrolyzers were made to generate green energy.

What buyers do with it cannot become India's responsibility.

You're too cute!

No one gives a shit, sweetie.

The whole world now thinks India's secretly building a hydrogen bomb.

And Su, that sly fingerprints move?

Very naughty!

But why did you involve your driver?

Let the old man live in peace.

You could've just asked me!

I'd have sent you my biodata.

Are you ready? Here goes…

Age, 40.

Birthplace, Lahore.

Marital status, single, ready to mingle!

And occupation?

Ready for it, Su?

You're listening, right?

Loyal guard-dog of the Pakistani secret service.

ISI agent.

And my real name is…

Mohammad Humayun Akhtar.

Now let's discuss your next assignment.

I'd rather give my life than cooperate with you.

But your life's already in our hands, sweetie.

Go on, take a look.

These photos will look great on the news, right?

Shut up…

By the way, what's the punishment for treason in India these days?

Shut up!

Eight…

Page number eight.

Some numbers and details are incorrect, but…

this information was never in our official press releases.

What's…

What's the source for this intel?

Our man inside the ISI.

Our undercover agents informed us.

There could be a leak, sir.

We must investigate this, sir.

Before any critical information is compromised--

Kamat, breathe.

You should have told them.

Your father has such an important event.

How could you just cancel?

These embassy people, seriously…

Uncle, I don't need you to trace that fingerprint anymore.

Don't ask anyone, please.

The job's done.

I don't need it.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

I'm sure.

The RAW undercover agents hiding in our Islamabad Embassy…

Get me their names.

I will not put anyone's life in danger.

What about your own?

Their careers will be finished.

And what about your dad's career?

Your father's appointment ceremony is in 48 hours.

I want the names before the ceremony begins.

You missed your flight? Really?

That's not like you.

I'm sorry, Papa.

No, it's okay.

Because of the leak, I can imagine how stressful things must be.

Suhana?

I…

Perhaps you were right…

about the IFS. Maybe…

I'm not ready for this.

Sorry.

"No matter how I got this position,

I will do full justice to it."

Isn't that what you said?

- Yes, Papa. - Well, that's that!

It's time to prove your worth.

You're a Bhatia…

Quitting is not an option.

Do you understand?

Yes, Papa.

Most people just have to choose between right and wrong.

But in our line of work,

there are often no right choices in sight.

Your job…

is to identify the least harmful choice.

Do you get it?

- Yes, Papa. - Good.

Now go make me proud.

Why read so many menus, if you're just going to order butter chicken?

Watch it, bro…

Not a word against butter chicken!

And where's your family?

No clue. I was twelve when they abandoned me.

Jacob!

Thank God you're here.

The journalists attending the art event tomorrow…

I need to vet that list.

I can't seem to find it…

Thank you.

Your father's appointment ceremony is in 48 hours.

I want the names before the ceremony begins.

RAW thinks there's a leak.

Why don't you ask the Pakistani PM directly?

It will tell you how genuine their friendship is.

You seem suspicious about Pakistan's intentions…

Sir, if their intentions were right,

they wouldn't keep delaying Yaseen Mirza's extradition.

We should be cautious.

You already know, Dhanraj…

Before the IFS, when I was in Delhi Police…

I was the one leading this case.

The way Yaseen Mirza escaped from right under my nose--

Sir, keeping Yaseen Mirza in police custody

wasn't your responsibility alone.

How many people can you convince?

I just want Yaseen Mirza brought back to India.

And if Pakistan needs a few more months, so be it.

Yes, sir.

I just hope…

ISI isn't up to something here.

Did you get the names?

What happened?

Do it.

Kill me.

What happened, Suhana?

I'm a traitor.

Traitor, patriot… These are just words, Suhana.

Traps laid out by capitalists…

that only people like us fall for.

Nations, borders…

They're just lines drawn in the sand.

They mean nothing.

They do to me, Nakul.

My nation is my identity.

It's my--

Humayun.

Do you really believe…

that everything you've done has been for your country?

Yes, but you've taken it all away from me!

Everything!

I can't even talk to my family.

Because of you…

I am completely alone.

You've always been alone.

I've just freed you from this illusion.

You don't give a damn about me,

so just cut the bullshit.

And tell me what else you want.

I want to visit Jamia Darbar Sharif.

I've heard there's solace to be found there.

I need an Indian Visa.

I will submit the application at the embassy tomorrow.

I'm sure you'll manage the rest.

Hi, sweetheart, how are you?

We're missing you so much.

We're getting ready for the appointment ceremony.

Talk to Dad.

Talk to her, I'm making a video for her!

Hi, Suhana, how are you doing?

We wish you were here.

Sorry, just trying to put my shoes on!

God! You know how he is.

It's getting late. Let's go.

- Yeah. - Dhanraj, get out of frame!

- We must be on time. - Bye, my child.

- Love you. - We're all waiting for you, Suhana.

- Come soon. - Bye.

- What do you think you're doing? - What are you doing?

- Excuse me! - What's going on there?

What the hell have you done?

Can you cut that out?

Calm down.

- Calm down, brother. - Take it easy!

Get your stuff. Let's go.

- Here, take this. Sorry. - Is she alright?

Come on.

I was just taking a selfie!

Eighteen minutes ago…

the black hawks of our Defense Department…

had to extract two of our undercover agents

from a dingy street in Karachi.

That too, thanks to an anonymous tip!

First that Hydrogen Electrolyzer deal.

And now…

the identity of our undercover officers.

Cover blown!

What's the point of my heading the intelligence unit

if I don't get any goddamned intelligence?

Sir, may I?

We've traced the anonymous tip back to London.

All our answers are in the UK High Commission.

We have to act now.

Jacob?

What the hell are you doing here?

What do you think you're doing?

I haven't even started yet!

Jacob, what is this?

Were all the government perks not enough?

Is that why you betrayed our country?

Yes.

I know.

Suhana Bhatia…

Pakistani spy.

Enemy of the nation.

Traitor.

Ever since you asked me about unofficial background checks…

I've been tracking you.

Jacob, it's not what you think.

- I'm being blackmailed. - So?

You think you're the first Indian officer to be blackmailed?

Before I report you…

I just want to know.

Who is your handler inside IFS?

Who gave you this post?

Was it Kazi?

- Jacob… - Who stands to benefit from your--

Before I report you,

I just want to know.

Who is your handler inside IFS?

Who stands to benefit from your--

You did this!

Because of you.

Suhana…

Suhana…

You don't have time.

Clean everything.

Everything.

Pay attention to every small detail.

I'll handle the rest.

Suhana Bhatia?

Can we speak upstairs?

- Excuse me? - Deputy Prakash Kamat.

RAW wing.

That's my boss, RAW Chief Sanjeev Bajpai.

Can I offer you something?

No, thank you.

Here.

Nice space you have here.

What a lovely view!

Clean everything.

Everything.

There's a mole in the London Embassy.

After the Hydrogen Electrolyzer deal was leaked…

two of our undercover officers had their covers blown.

And last night…

Did you know Jacob Tamang?

Yes.

He was killed in a gas explosion last night.

But we think this is the work of the same informant.

Arresting this informant has become the agency's top priority.

Why are you telling me this?

Because sir wants you to lead this investigation.

With all due respect, sir, I'm not…

I'm not qualified to do this job.

You have other RAW officers embedded in the embassy.

Why not ask one of them to investigate?

Actually, our chief suspect happens to be a RAW agent.

And he will be expecting another RAW officer

to carry out the investigation. But he won't suspect you.

The element of surprise?

Who is your suspect?

Sebin Kutty.

Kutty used to work at our Islamabad embassy.

His posting was terminated due to operational insubordination.

That's probably when the ISI recruited him.

He's a very sharp agent.

We can't afford a single mistake if we want to catch him.

I'll have to take permission from High Commissioner Kazi…

He's already been briefed.

You're on the job from this moment on, Ms Bhatia.

All the best.

All the best.

Gas leak?

Jacob?

Do they take us for morons?

Whatever happened…

I don't know how,

but she's the one behind this whole shit-mess.

Calm down, bro.

If you make accusations without proof, you will be fired.

You think I give a shit?

From now on…

I'll be tracking her every move.

Jacob was like my brother.

He worked so hard to get here.

Brother, he will be avenged.

Get this approved.

It should be ready by the 3:00 p.m. pickup slot tomorrow.

Okay.

And clear the second half of tomorrow.

Something personal has come up.

Shall I inform Salimji?

Do you need the car?

No.

Okay. Thank you.

- Here's your passport. - Thank you.

Token number 82.

Hi, sir. Your name, please?

Nakul Sharma.

Here's your passport, sir. Thank you.

Thank you.

- Hi, ma'am. Your name, please? - Token number 83.

Hi.

What about my money?

Sorry, took a little longer.

If you face any problem,

feel free to call me anytime.

It's late. We should go home.

To get help, you need to ask for it.

But why did you involve your driver?

Let the old man live in peace.

Hello?

The visa I had issued yesterday…

Nakul Sharma?

The passport has been picked up, but cancel the visa.

Right now!

Shoot, shoot!

Slam dunk!

Suhana?

What's the matter? I could have come to you…

You called me your child, right?

Right?

Is this how you treat your daughter?

Suhana, calm down.

You still need me.

Suhana!

Suhana, enough.

Enough!

Stop!

You shouldn't have come here.

Salim.

Salim!

Where are my photos and videos?

Who has them?

Who do you work for in the ISI?

I don't work for the ISI…

Stop lying, please!

They didn't want the blame to fall on India.

That's why they made me do it.

What blame?

Blame for what? Please tell me!

Who is Humayun?

Who is your boss, Salim?

Salim?

Salim?

Salim!

Salim!

Salim!

Deputy Prakash Kamat.

RAW wing.

No, no, no! Please, don't. Please!

Quiet! Not a sound.

Trying to wipe out the proof?

No.

- Is that why you killed Jacob as well? - No!

- What are you, man? - Nothing. I'm being blackmailed.

And I just realized Salim was part of their--

Shut up!

Is that what you told Jacob?

Always showing your innocent face…

You think it'll work with me?

One minute, please give me one--

- Think it'll work with me? - One second.

Just listen to me, then shoot me if you want.

- I'm right here. - What do you want to say?

Just hear me out for a second.

There are photos on that table.

Look at those photos, please.

Behind Salim…

- Prakash Kamat. - Exactly.

- So? - When Kamat came to my house,

Salim pretended like he didn't recognize him.

- There's a… - Hey!

I'm right here.

"Sanjeev Bajpai."

What is this?

I don't know, but if we don't find out soon--

Shut up! There is no "we."

I still work for India.

Salim's laptop…

There's a video on it.

Please watch it.

Move.

Collect all the evidence you can.

You'll need it.

Is Tango the same guy?

The one in the video?

What's wrong? Are you hurting?

Fine, I'll go have some tea.

I'll take a break to smoke. You want to cry, no?

Why don't you call your daddy?

Call him. That's how it goes, right?

You make a mess…

and idiots like me are sent to clean it up.

Case status.

Prakash Kamat. ISI informer.

Salim, your driver.

Dead.

The police will reach his home any minute.

And I'm sure they'll pin that on you.

Of course, they'll pin--

Bajpai and Kamat came to London to find the informant,

and you're their prime suspect.

They're not done using me yet.

What?

Unbelievable!

What did I do to deserve this?

What is wrong with you people?

And I'm the prime suspect?

Diplomats like you, stay on your high horse…

and people like me have to pay the price!

You were right, Sebin.

Jacob was right.

This position was never really mine.

They knew everything about me,

about my father.

I got played.

Tango is a trained operative…

and you're white-collar IFS.

You don't have field training.

Yes, you made a mistake, but you're also a victim here.

Now, would you rather stay a victim, or make things right?

Decide.

Separate the two, don't complicate it.

Salim said something before he died…

That he doesn't work for the ISI.

That's what they always say, so we don't harass their families.

Doesn't mean anything.

But he said something…

About India getting blamed…

Fine, let's assume Salim didn't work for the ISI,

he worked for Prakash Kamat.

But why would he send your photos to the RAW chief?

And, why? Just why the hell am I the prime suspect in this?

I just entered this mess!

Prakash Kamat…

- Sebin… - Brother!

Can you take a photo of us?

Sebin, why are you giving him Salim's phone?

That's my evidence.

Dirty shoes do always smell.

- What? - Dirty shoes do always smell.

Those who sin do go to hell.

- Have you lost it? - Exactly. Thank you.

The more critical the information…

the easier it is for people to believe it.

We have to follow ourselves.

Simple.

Whoa, whoa… wait.

Here as in?

Kamat's in Delhi, right?

Didn't you cancel Tango's visa?

You don't know Tango. If he wants to get to India…

no one can stop him.

"I'll ask and tell you."

But who is he asking?

Sanjiv Bajpai is the RAW chief…

Why would he work for the ISI?

And what's this Tango of yours doing in Delhi?

Why did he ask for a visa if he didn't need one?

What the hell is going on?

Sebin…

What?

Independence day.

We're not going to accomplish anything here.

If we want to stop him, we have to go to Delhi.

How will you go to Delhi?

I'm sure your passport has been flagged.

I'm a RAW agent, I'll manage.

Thanks, brother.

I'll ensure your family gets what they need.

Can Tango's photo help us?

Does RAW have some tech that can…

Ten points to IFS.

Sanjiv Bajpai is your suspect,

and you want me to ask RAW for help?

Until this shit-mess is solved, we are on our own.

We'll have to do this alone.

We have one lead…

Prakash Kamat.

He's the answer to all our questions.

Send me Tango's picture.

I still have some friends.

Let me try.

Any other information you can give me?

Height, five-eleven.

Light brown eyes…

One second.

Want to try London's best éclair?

You mean "eclair"?

He might be French-Canadian.

He's skilled at switching accents,

but the night I met him…

he slipped up on a word.

Built in the 1800s, during the Sikh period,

- Wow! - Rawalpindi's greatest monument.

Please. excuse me. I mean, sorry…

Important call from a very old friend.

Okay.

You take picture. I take call.

Okay.

Dirty shoes do always smell.

Those who sin go to hell!

Greetings, Kutty Sahab!

Greetings, Hamid Sahab.

I'm sending you a photo. Have a look.

Cell phone…

And cash.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Until you get instructions…

do nothing.

Good evening, sir!

What the hell is going on in London, Kamat?

What happened, sir?

The UK authorities just informed Kazi.

When will you wake up?

Salim, Suhana Bhatia's driver, was found dead in his apartment!

- Your investigator Suhana Bhatia… - Sir…

Where is her investigation?

We don't have time for proof.

Tell her to bring Kutty in. Right now!

Bloody hell…

This is too much now.

Sir's not at home.

- Tell me something… - Yes?

There must be a terrace where these wires can be accessed, right?

I'm checking for leaks.

When a pipe leaks, the water pressure reduces…

- Really? - It's the same with internet speed.

Yes, I'm just checking.

Why don't you go down and check?

Yeah, hold this.

Where did you get the idea of tapping his house?

From him.

I'm giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Don't they teach you anything at RAW Academy?

I'll show you what they teach us.

It's done. Give him a signal.

Give him a thumbs-up!

A little higher.

Higher!

Suhana, move your hand to the right.

Can you give a thumbs-up with a different finger?

I'm just messing with you! Come down.

Now we can control any device that logs onto this Wi-Fi network.

That's what they teach us at RAW Academy.

Sure.

Who is he?

Actually, he's the one who teaches there.

I mean, he used to.

I was the class topper.

Well, almost.

Third from the top.

Where's the lock?

This lock was for your safety.

The enemy has eyes everywhere.

If they spot you, you're dead.

You think Kamat has another laptop?

The moment he accesses the Wi-Fi, we'll know.

Tell me something.

You used my RAW terminal, without my permission

to scan Tango's fingerprints?

Aren't you ashamed?

You should be ashamed.

How can a RAW officer just leave his system unattended?

Bloody diplomats. Always beating around the bush.

Bloody agents.

Always assuming that women only get promoted through sex.

What?

Keeping your finger on the pulse?

Sebin… He's on a call.

Sir, there is no update on Sebin Kutty.

But Suhana Bhatia's passport has been stamped in Delhi.

Shall I send the file to Bajpai sir?

No, no. Any information on that file should come only to me.

They know you're in Delhi.

I'm sure they're still hunting me in London.

We have intel on Tango.

He's not an ISI agent. He's a hired gun. Sniper.

You were right about the accent.

He's French-Canadian.

From Montreal.

But he has a different name in our network.

David.

Hey.

Get some sleep.

You sleep.

I'll keep watch for a little longer.

Someone might call at night.

Do as you wish.

I'm not calling a doctor if you fall sick.

Don't blame me then.

Hey.

What's Kamat up to?

He's sleeping.

Sebin!

- You never listen to anything-- - Ma, my ass is on fire here!

Yes, sir.

Don't worry, sir.

The Lion of Punjab will get a 21-gun salute.

Tango won't miss the target.

"The Lion of Punjab will get a 21-gun salute."

Tango is going to kill The Lion of Punjab.

The Lion of Punjab.

Chief Minister of Punjab?

The Lion of Punjab.

But why target the CM of Punjab?

What does Nakul have to do with Punjab's politics?

The Lion of Punjab.

They aren't talking about the Punjab CM.

They're planning to kill Shahzad Alam.

The Prime Minister of Pakistan.

"The Lion of Punjab." That's what the Pakistani media calls him!

But…

But why has Tango come to India to kill Alam?

It doesn't make any sense.

Because Shahzad Alam is in India.

But why would he skip Pakistan's Independence Day to attend ours?

We have no time.

Our Independence Day event is in 24 hours,

Alam is already in the country.

We must act now.

We have to stop Tango.

I want to visit Jamia Darbar Sharif.

I've heard there's solace to be found there.

Wait.

What?

While asking for the visa…

Nakul told me he wants to visit Jamia Darbar Sharif.

The attack will happen at Jamia Darbar Sharif.

He must have said it just to get a visa--

No, you don't know him.

He wants to destroy me. He's toying with me.

He wants me to have the information, and still be helpless

- against him. - You're taking this too personally.

- Yes, I am. - Why?

- Because it is personal! - Why? Why is it personal?

Was what he did to me not personal?

My identity, my choices, he robbed me of everything!

He just made me his sacrificial lamb…

Fine.

So what will the lamb do now?

Devour the tiger.

Alam's schedule.

We need Shahzad Alam's diplomatic schedule.

If the attack is to happen at the dargah,

- it must be somewhere on his schedule. - Yeah.

- Sebin, where are you? - Hello?

- Do me a favor. - What?

Can you access the Pakistani PM's Delhi schedule?

- Yeah, it's with me. Give me a moment. - Quick!

Okay, so just check if Jamia Sharif Darbar is on it.

Jamia Sharif… Yes, it is!

At 10:30 am. He's on his way there.

Where are you, Sebin? Listen to me. Hello?

Is he going to the dargah?

Yes.

In thirty minutes.

Whoever Kamat's boss is, he must be very powerful.

He already knew that Alam was coming to India.

How else could he have planned this?

That's why we're inviting Shahzad Alam for our Independence Day Parade.

Rawal uncle made this plan…

Because Pakistan was sending Yaseen Mirza back to India.

- Yaseen Mirza? - Yes.

The terrorist behind the Delhi blast?

Wasn't Rawal with the Delhi Police before IFS?

Yes.

So was Kamat.

And Salim!

- Sebin… - You think it's a coincidence?

Wasn't there a rumor about Mirza?

That he bribed a Delhi cop to escape?

What if Rawal took the bribe?

Now if Yaseen Mirza returns to India…

Rawal's position, reputation, his entire life will be ruined, right?

It doesn't make sense.

Why would he take such a big risk just to save his position?

And why would he get me embroiled in all this?

I don't know.

I just know that if Pakistan's Prime Minister is killed in India today…

it could lead to war.

And the blame will fall squarely on India.

There will be nothing we can do

- to stop the escalation. - What?

- Yeah. - Blame…

They didn't want the blame to fall on India.

That's why they made me do it.

That's what Salim said before he died…

That he did all this so the blame doesn't fall on India.

Bullshit. They don't care about the country.

But they care about themselves. If the blame falls on Pakistan,

no one will ever suspect Rawal!

That's why they set me up, Sebin.

That's why they sent me to London.

They got Papa the UN posting

and lured me into this Nakul-Humayun trap.

They created an entire paper trail

so they could prove that I work for the ISI!

And this is all ISI's handiwork…

not India's.

You can't go to the dargah.

They have all the proof to nail you as the traitor.

- They'll shoot you at sight. - Good.

They better.

The price of treason can only be paid with life, Sebin.

Either your own or someone else's.

Please, come.

Welcome.

My grandparents told me so many stories about this dargah.

I see.

Today, by allowing me to visit this sacred place,

you've given me a chance to honor my ancestral roots, Rawal Sahab.

You are the sky to my earth

You are my final destination

You're my greatest pursuit

Beloved, you took me in your fold

You are the sky to my earth

You are my final destination

PARKING SPOT DARGAH SHARIF

O Almighty, I come alive

Suhana!

O Almighty, I come alive

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

Move forward!

Hurry up!

Keep moving.

Come on, keep moving.

Put your hands up.

Move forward!

- Check everyone thoroughly. - What's in your pocket?

Move forward!

How will he kill him in such a crowded place?

He's a sniper, right?

Keep moving.

All he needs is a vantage point.

O Last Prophet

Finally we meet

Does this pain have no cure?

Does this pain have no cure?

Soothe me, open salvation's door

Soothe me, open salvation's door

In all my prayers today I yearn

Hold me close, O Holy One

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

Touched by your divine light

LEAK ALL THE PHOTOS AND VIDEOS

Imperfect as I am Before you I stand

Sir, Kamat.

Sir, I just watched all the photos and videos,

every bit of proof, get deleted from my laptop.

What are you saying, Kamat?

Sir, we can do this another time.

No, wait for my instructions.

Sir, listen to me--

Hold me close, O Holy One

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

Touched by your divine light

- O Almighty, I come alive - Suhana!

O Last Prophet

Finally we meet

Altaf, I'm aborting the mission.

I don't have the proof to link it to ISI.

You'll have to do this on your own.

No, as long as the ISI is with Shahzaad Alam,

it's impossible to do this in Pakistan.

Find a way…

Otherwise, I'll pack Yaseen off to Delhi tomorrow itself.

God be with you.

Imperfect as I am Before you I stand

Imperfect as I am Before you I stand

Test me or break me But don't leave my hand

At long last my quest ends

Sebin!

How did you get in?

Doesn't matter.

- Sebin! - Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

O Last Prophet

Finally we meet…

You are my ocean You are my shore

You are my ocean You are my shore

Beloved, I'm at your door

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

Touched by your divine light

O Almighty, I come alive

O Last Prophet

Finally we meet…

You are my ocean You are my shore

- You are my ocean - Suhana!

You are my shore

Stop!

You are my ocean You are my shore

Beloved, I'm at your door

In your thrall, mesmerized

O Almighty, I come alive

In your thrall, mesmerized

Suhana!

- Why are you chasing that woman? - Suhana!

- In your thrall, mesmerized - Hey, you, stop!

- O Almighty, I come alive - Suhana!

In your thrall, mesmerized

O Almighty, I come alive

What have you done, Suhana?

Hi, David…

Spoilt brat.

It pains me to watch you suffer.

Take this.

Your solace.

Su…

Suhana!

Rawal?

Kamat? Rawal?

Yeah.

What's going on?

Barricade the area.

- Papa… - No.

I didn't know that working for the IFS

could take such a heavy toll.

What you had to endure

was neither part of your job description…

nor were you trained for it.

And you shouldn't--

It's my fault.

What kind of father am I…

All of this was happening…

And you couldn't confide in me?

And you did all this…

just to safeguard my promotion?

- I'm sorry. - No, I'm sorry.

No, Papa…

Not about that.

Ever since I was a kid,

everything I've done…

has been to make our family…

So people would pat me on my back…

and tell me that I'm worthy of you…

That I truly am…

Dhanraj Bhatia's daughter.

So stupid of me.

Your legacy isn't your awards or achievements.

Your legacy is your service.

Service to the nation.

Which isn't affected by me winning or losing.

As long as the nation wins.

Right?

Yes.

I'm sorry all this happened because of my naivety.

But, I see it now…

Please hold for the Prime Minister.

Jai Hind, Suhana.

Jai Hind, sir.

Are you okay?

Sorry.

Thanks to you,

Pakistan's Prime Minister is returning home safely

to prevent a military coup in his country.

Thanks to you, their nuclear codes won't fall into the wrong hands.

A terrorist like Yaseen Mirza will be brought back to India.

A traitor like Manohar Rawal will be ousted from our cabinet…

And you're apologizing?

Instead of rewarding your bravery with a medal,

we will unfortunately have to keep it a secret

because of national security.

Do you understand?

Not really, sir.

You will, eventually.

Jai Hind, Suhana!

Jai Hind, sir.

I'm proud of you, my child.

Shall we go home?

Still hurting?

Sir…

Ma'am will have to wait.

In the last 21 hours,

she's been questioned by nine different agencies.

- Isn't that enough for you? - Papa.

- Papa-- - Isn't that enough?!

Papa, it's fine.

I'll be fine.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm right there, okay?

I'm right here.

Have you spoken to the Prime Minister?

Yes.

I'll come straight to the point.

Have you ever heard of Black Cat?

No.

Good.

We work hard to keep it that way.

It's a covert military unit.

Your intelligence, your endurance,

your knowledge of foreign affairs and decision-making skills

can be an asset to us.

RAW Chief Bajpai has recommended you personally.

Sorry, but I won't be of much use to anyone right now.

No problem.

I'm sure whoever reads your file will congratulate you,

but the reality is that you've achieved nothing.

Tango's corpse didn't even reach the morgue.

What?

He was abducted from our convoy.

He was a member of Zulfikar Hashmi's network.

Zulfikar abducts children of eight to ten years of age,

trains them strategically and ruthlessly,

and uses them against government agents and defense officers.

Extracting and selling secrets is his trade.

He wanted to break you…

Disable you.

And he's good at it.

So if you're broken…

I don't blame you.

But if you still have some fire left in you,

come meet me next week.

We work in the dark…

we work out of sight,

and we will catch Hashmi.

One more thing.

This meeting never happened.

You can leave.

Dhanraj?

Let's go.

Move it!

Sir, Sebin. I was with Suhana…

I know, Mr. Kutty.

And if it were up to me,

the whole country would know your name.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah.

Papa, one minute…

Just…

Take your time.

Sebin, did someone come to meet…

Suhana…

Not every black cat is unlucky.

Come along, come along

Come along, come along

We'll dance until the break of dawn

Let the rain thunder on

Time for talk is long gone

Don't look back, move beyond

My God is with me

Come along, come along