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The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Many a time, even well-intended actions

can lead to terrible consequences for someone else.

But I guess I didn't know that yet when I first met Sukhbir.

Sukhbir Singh Gill, aka "Sukhi."

Someone once told me that no one can beat Sukhi in an argument.

Who are you, man?

Vishnu Shankar.

Don't overthink it. I'm just here to befriend you.

What do you mean, friend?

Singh sahib, who is this guy?

You don't even let me out to take a piss,

and you let him in to make friends?

Fucking sellout.

You sit here comfortably eating free food.

Meanwhile, your mother…

Do you know how much she's suffering out there?

And the 50,000-rupee debt you owe, how do you plan to repay it?

How do you know about that? What did you tell my mother?

Sukhbir, I know that you are innocent.

But the Hong Kong company whose shares you invested in

turned out to be a shell company for a militant group.

Now, the government and the law here believe that you are also a terrorist.

Watch your damn mouth!

I'm the son of the martyr Subedar Satnam Singh,

not of some fugitive outlaw.

How could I be a terrorist?

When did I say you were?

But the law believes it.

How will you fight the law?

And for how long?

I can help you.

I can get you out of here, today, right now.

No case will be registered.

There's only one condition.

You work for us for the next five years.

For R&AW.

Research and Analysis Wing.

What the hell is that?

It is India's intelligence agency.

And what will I have to do?

Exactly what you've been doing. What you know best.

Trading.

Buy shares, sell them, make a profit.

But not here.

On the Karachi Stock Exchange.

Pakistan?

You will live in Pakistan as our spy

under a new name and identity.

And what if I refuse, bhai sahib?

You haven't brought honour to your father's name.

But your poor mother

will be known as the mother of a terrorist for the rest of her days.

I'm giving you an opportunity, Sukhbir.

A chance to work with us.

But remember, when it comes to protecting our country,

we can do anything.

We can give our lives, and we can take lives too.

Sukhbir?

-Are you okay? -I killed him.

And myself as well.

I used to commit fraud.

I used to launder money.

I did all sorts of bad things.

But I was never a killer, man.

I understand.

What the hell do you understand? Tell me?

Have you ever taken a life?

Have you ever killed anyone?

Look, I know that

there can be no justification for killing someone.

But sadly, this is our life now.

This is our job.

Forget explaining it to others,

we can't even explain it to ourselves.

That's why, the more you question it, the more miserable you'll be.

The more you seek to justify it, the guiltier you'll feel.

Just look at the bigger picture.

No, Vishnu.

You look at the small picture.

Naseem has no mother or father.

Her brother was everything to her.

Her whole world.

And Naseem is my world.

And I have just destroyed her world, Vishnu.

-Listen, don't let your emotions… -Just stop it, man.

Enough.

I am not going anywhere.

Vishnu, I'll do whatever you tell me to.

I'll be your servant for life.

But promise me one thing.

Someday, if the situation arises,

and it will…

you will not involve Naseem.

Swear before God, no one will involve Naseem.

I promise.

Naseem.

Rafiq.

Naseem.

-Rafiq! -It's okay.

Surely, God is with those who are patient.

Be patient.

How can I be patient, Rafiq? How?

They say that my brother committed suicide.

My brother would never do that.

You met him, right?

Did something happen?

Then…

Then why?

I'm here for you, Naseem.

Finished paying your respects to the departed?

What are you saying, sir?

All right, everyone out.

-Everyone? -Clear the room.

-We are all family here. -Search the whole place.

-Who are you people? -Move, please.

What exactly are you looking for?

-Let's go, everyone. -Rafiq, tell them.

What is this about, sir? This is an army officer's house.

-We're also from the army. -Clear out.

Sir, at least show some respect for the dead.

Who are you?

A relative?

Yes.

He's suspected of espionage.

-What? -It's a legal matter.

Stay right there. Understood?

Well? What are you watching? A show?

-Rafiq. -Go on, get out!

-What are they saying? Rizwan… -It's a misunderstanding. I'm handling it.

Don't worry.

Sir?

We've found Russian bugs here.

Russian bugs? That means R&AW.

These R&AW agents! Where haven't they infiltrated?

Whom to suspect, whom to trust, it's impossible to tell right now.

Parizad also took too long to inform us.

-Seize it. -Yes, sir.

Sir, this is Rafiq Ahmed,

Rizwan's sister's fiancé.

Greetings.

What do you do, Rafiq?

I'm a broker, sir.

Karachi Stock Exchange.

Do you suspect anyone?

Did Rizwan meet any suspicious people?

Sir, suspicion… I don't know.

But Rizwan bhai committing suicide like this?

He didn't.

Someone must have killed him and strung him up.

Killed him?

He was an Indian spy.

He was spying for India?

Sir, what should we do with the body?

Sir, can we talk outside for a minute?

Speak here.

Sir, I know you have more experience than me,

but please, don't disrespect his funeral like this.

Rizwan bhai's secrets will be buried with him,

but he has a younger sister at home.

People will make all sorts of accusations.

And poor Naseem…

had no one else in this world except her brother, Rizwan.

Please respect her dignity.

That's all I'm asking.

And I have full faith

that you will find the real culprit soon.

Then you can hang him in the middle of the street.

Let India know what happens when it sends its spies into our homeland.

Be patient.

Go and complete the funeral rites.

Thank you, sir.

That day, while Sukhbir saved our mission from failure in Pakistan,

on the other side of the world, Kao Sir was trying to kill the HGN deal.

To accomplish this, his best hope was

the American Secretary of State, Henry Alfred Kissinger.

You know, the fact that I'm here, means it's a crisis.

They're very close to making a mushroom cloud.

And you know a bomb in Pakistan's hand will be a disaster for the entire world.

Unless you put pressure on France

to go back on their HGN deal with Pakistan.

You know the thing about smoking, Kao?

Cigar smoke, it always bothers the other person.

Even if that person is themself a smoker,

still, it pinches him like a knife.

Makes him squirm, uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, the smoker is enjoying every moment.

This tells us something quite interesting about human nature.

We really only care about damage and harm when somebody else is doing a thing.

All about your ambitions to build a nuclear weapon, Kao.

You just came here to complain because, well,

your enemy is moving faster than you.

No.

That's not true at all.

Isn't it?

There can never be a good use for a nuclear weapon, Kao.

It is the biggest mistake that humanity has ever made.

The best that we can hope for is that

some future generation's going to pay for it

if they survive the nuclear holocaust.

Mr Kissinger, let me assure you,

India has no intention of making a bomb.

NPT is the thing.

Simply no nukes.

Why don't you sign it

and show the world that you don't need nuclear weapons in your garden?

Mr Kissinger, I'm a lowly government employee.

NPT is way beyond my pay order.

You could talk to Madam Prime Minister.

Yes.

I promise you, I'll try my best.

-Well, try is all we can do. -Highly appreciated.

-Thank you for your time. -Bye, Mr Kissinger.

We cannot enter HGN.

We cannot break the law.

We don't have a single agent in the ISI.

Why doesn't Kao Sir understand, man?

We have no choice but to go after HGN.

What is it?

What? Speak up!

Nothing. There is one way, but it's too risky. We can't do it.

Risky?

Someone once told me,

"If we won't take risks, then why are we even in this job?"

I'm not talking about the risk to our lives.

If this idea doesn't work,

it can start a war with ISI.

It might blow up big time.

What can be bigger than a nuclear bomb, Vishnu?

You are right.

What can get bigger than a nuclear bomb?

Connect me to Vikram.

Vikram? Why?

We will have to take care of Bilal in Paris.

-Greetings, mademoiselle. -One martini, please.

Martini, regular?

Here you go.

-Thanks. -Enjoy.

And life is so full of surprises.

You don't expect one, but it just pops up.

Just like you.

-And there's so much more to come. -Yes!

-After you. -Thank you.

Hey!

What?

-Pull it. -Come here!

Pull it.

-We'll help you. -No, no, guys, we will handle it.

It's okay.

Easy, easy.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Thank you, man.

Bilal, what deal is going on between Pakistan and HGN?

I don't know anything about HGN

or any delivery.

I don't know anything!

I know you are Indians.

Indians smell

bloody desperate.

Idiot!

Look, Bilal,

I won't stop until you open your mouth.

Now you decide how much pain you want to endure.

Got it?

Pain…

Pain is what you'll get, you bastards.

When Murtaza finds out that I'm missing,

he'll ensure that even your corpses…

Murtaza will what?

Bilal?

-Bilal? -Get up.

Sir.

-What's this? -Sir, permission letters from the port.

Okay, I'll take a look.

Sir.

Is everything all right?

Bilal was supposed to call at this hour.

He hasn't.

He was supposed to update me on HGN.

I'll see to it. Go.

Okay, sir.

I don't have the exact hours, Vishnu.

But according to Bilal, very soon.

We don't have time.

-I could torture him more, but… -No.

Don't waste time torturing him further.

I know how to make him talk.

-Do both understand the plan? -Yes.

This is your test. Got it?

If this succeeds, it's a jackpot for you.

Remember your mission.

This is the child. Look at the picture carefully.

All kids look alike. Don't pick the wrong one.

Okay, but whose plan is this?

Some idiot's. Forget that, just look.

How will we abduct this child from such a crowd without anyone noticing?

-Hey, handsome. What's up? -Greetings.

-Would you like to act in a film? -Yes.

We can't wait any longer.

-Omar. -Yes, sir?

-Call Bilal. -Yes, sir.

-Why did you punch me?! -What if the kid had died?

-The director is waiting. -Where?

Just up ahead.

-Look at this. Isn't it nice? -Yes.

It's fantastic. The director is right here. Say hello.

-Hello. -Hello, child. What's your name?

-Mohammed Aamir. -Nice. Aamir?

Any news?

Sir, he's not answering his phone.

Don't make a scary face, you have to look scared.

Very good. Click.

Call the agents.

-Get Bilal's room checked. -Yes, sir.

A little more. Loudly.

Very good. Just stand up.

Hello?

Go and check if Bilal is in his room or not. Hurry.

Okay, sir. Checking.

Act scared.

Got it?

Wonderful. What an actor you are!

When you grow up, you'll put Waheed Murad out of a job.

What a team you've picked, man!

They got the job done in such a short time.

No!

Let him go. He hasn't done anything.

You have only ten seconds, Bilal.

Call your bosses and tell them that you're okay,

or else soon, there'll be a bullet in your son's head.

Sir. Let me try.

As soon as I get an update, I'll inform you, sir.

Break it down.

Ten,

nine,

eight…

Hello?

Bilal?

Hand it over.

Bilal, where the hell are you?

Have you lost your mind?

We've been calling you for so long!

We've been worried sick here.

Why are you so silent? Speak.

Sorry, sir.

I was at a club last night.

It got late, sir.

I didn't hear the alarm. I overslept.

I just woke up, sir.

Bilal, stop messing around.

Enough is enough, okay?

Lock in the final terms and conditions for the payment.

If I have to come there again,

I'll shoot you right in the head

and then you can sleep forever.

Yes, sir.

The danger isn't over yet, Bilal.

Your son won't be safe until you spill the beans.

Got it?

Got it?!

HGN is a nuclear reactor manufacturer.

They now have a good relationship with Pakistan.

They are supplying reactor and fission data to Pakistan.

I was just hired to build good relations.

I was placing bulk orders for arms in the market

to create trust that Pakistan has no shortage of funds.

HGN noticed this,

and just as we planned,

we connected with them for the nuclear deal.

A $50 million…

A $50 million deal was made.

That way, without any tests,

we could become a nuclear state and no one would even find out.

By now, half the payment has already been done.

The transportation will be done through Oceanic Shipments.

Bilal! When is the delivery date?

I don't know.

Bilal! Tell me the date!

I swear on the life of my child.

Murtaza has compartmentalized everything.

Everyone only knows as much as is required to do their jobs.

Bilal!

Tell me the date.

If the payment has been made,

the delivery will probably happen soon.

Sir, we are at it.

We are also in continuous touch with the police.

We got this picture from the Paris desk.

Our agents have identified this girl.

She was the last person seen with Bilal.

She is a Mossad agent, sir.

R&AW is receiving support from Mossad in this operation.

We have a piece for the Big Story section.

After the formation of Bhutto's coalition government, a war has erupted.

Thousands of Balochis are fighting against 70,000 government troops.

An estimated 1,000 Balochis

and 300 government troops have been killed.

Thankfully, our government does not have nuclear power yet.

But just imagine.

If they were to access such power, what would happen?

Mr Bhutto.

Hello, Mr Kissinger.

You know I don't want countries acquiring nuclear weapons.

Mr Kissinger, I don't understand what you're talking about.

You are trying to acquire weapons-grade plutonium.

I would like to see you remain in power for a long time, Mr Bhutto.

Please don't make me change my opinion.

Bilal has been killed. Kissinger is calling me.

What is going on?

Sir, you know who is behind this conspiracy.

I don't care.

Your plan has been compromised, Murtaza.

These bloody Indians are on it.

We are looking at a political crisis now.

Kissinger will definitely sabotage this deal.

Under such circumstances,

it's best that the parts reach us as soon as possible.

Use all possible means.

But the cargo has to stay in perfect condition.

If there's even the smallest mistake, Murtaza,

then you might as well bury your own head in the Sands of Thar.

Fatima has printed the advertisement.

Good job, Vishnu.

Step up security at the lab. Make it twice as strong.

Until the shipment is dispatched,

the HGN compound must remain under 24-hour surveillance.

Bhutto sahib has given strict orders.

There's no room for even the slightest mistake.

All information will be on a "need to know" basis.

Initiate Project 090.

Job will be divided in sectors,

so that once the work is completed, it cannot be backtracked.

Shift to Level 6, ready to move.

R&AW agents might make a move.

That's why there will be a slight change in the dispatch plan.

Twenty-two trucks will leave the facility,

but the reactor parts will only be loaded onto three of them.

Listen, everyone. We have new intel.

Now we know when and where the cargo left.

French authorities must not get a whiff of this.

So, the shipment will take a detour through rural routes

before heading to the port.

But we cannot openly intercept them in French territory.

Kao Sir will never permit it.

But, sir, what about the sea route?

The threat will be highest there.

I'm not worried about that.

Murtaza has deliberately chosen

to send the cargo through France's largest shipping company, Oceanic.

Oceanic has thousands of ships sailing across the world every day.

Yes, and interestingly,

none of their upcoming shipments are booked directly for Pakistan.

We have only one option left.

We'll have to intercept the cargo at the time of landing in Pakistan.

Deploy more security teams at the Karachi port.

For the next three days, the teams will be on 24/7 patrol.

Murtaza is very smart.

He won't bring the cargo to Karachi Port.

He will bring it to the shipbreaking yard of Gadani.

Sir, Gadani Port does not have cargo-landing facilities.

Read this.

The Pakistan government

is developing the Gadani shipbreaking yard into a full-fledged port.

But, sir, it will take years for the port to be completed.

-Exactly, sir. -Vishnu!

They don't need a fully operational port for landing.

They only need a large container crane that can shift the cargo.

Look at this. Here's a picture of Gadani from last year. No crane.

And this is a photo taken by Khushdil two days ago.

A crane has appeared.

Find out when this crane was installed.

The identity of all the workers, new and old, will be verified.

Anyone without an ID will be denied entry.

But Vishnu, there's still a problem.

I know. We don't have the exact delivery date.

Because globally, there are 1,235 sea routes

through which five billion tons of cargo travel daily in thousands of ships.

So, firstly, without a confirmed date,

which ship from which port of the world is bringing HGN's cargo to Pakistan

is something we will never be able to find out.

But secondly, if we don't stop that ship now,

we'll never be able to stop a nuclear attack on India.

Subtitle translation by: Mohd. Faiz Abrar