Original subtitles

What life is this?

Good morning, madam. - Like idiots...

...we've been waiting here for you. You think we're fools?

I have to make a complaint to the authority.

Madam, what good is lodging a complaint with the authority?

Complain to the government instead...

So many cars and so little parking space.

Get in, will you?

Companies ought to manufacture automobiles...

...that can become big or small according to the parking space.

Right?

You know what? He's talking too much! He thinks we are fools!

These drivers keep our cars to the right...

...and make excuses of not finding parking space.

Just check if everything is all right. - Hello! You exhibitionist!

You think I'm a thief?

I know just how devoted you are to your husband! I know you too well.

Must I tell your husband who you arrived with last time...

...and why your car kept rocking in the basement for over half hour?

Just shut up, okay? - Darling, what's he saying?

Don't pay attention to him. Let's just go from here.

Yeah, get going! Stay here for a while more...

...and I'll give a running commentary of what happened inside the car!

With the correct timing! - Nikhil...

...you've got into a fight with a customer again?

No fight, I just gave her some answers.

Nikhil, you can't behave like this with our customers.

And the customer can call me anything? Even call me a thief?

A customer can say anything to you! - Know what? She can, to you. Not me.

I'm not a slave to take abuses. - So quit the job.

I kick your job... to hell with it! Here's your jacket.

I'll return the shirt and trousers tomorrow. Okay?

Know what? I'll visit you as a customer some day...

...and pick on you to heap abuses on you guys. Get that?

Hey Nikhil... come here, son. Hurry.

Yes, bro? - Forget bro.

First tell me what you thought of Sharma-ji's daughter?

Sharma-ji's daughter? - Yes.

Oh yes... she's nice. But know what?

Despite being Sharma-ji's daughter, she hasn't a hint of modesty.

Get serious, will you? I got her to agree to see you...

...at your mother's insistence. - Why not do something at my insistence?

Really? Do what...? Tell me... what am I to do?

I've always been willing, but you are the one...

...who cannot decide what to do with your life.

It's 5 years since I called you over from Punjab.

And what have you done? Nothing!

You're always lost in a world of your dreams!

Brother, it's necessary to dream in order to achieve something.

Dreaming the way you do is called pipe-dreaming.

Pipe-dreaming? Who else dreamt like this? Someone in Dubai?

Don't you change the topic!

How long will you wish away your responsibilities with glib-talk?

Your mother has recently undergone an operation.

She's still in hospital.

God forbid, if the need arises...

...won't you have to decide what to do with your life...

...or what you aim at becoming?

Want me to say the correct thing? - Correct thing...?

Not once have you ever been correct! Anyway... go on.

I want to become Big Brother.

To whom? - To the world.

An underworld don.

Jabbar. Have you heard his name?

What a guy! What style! He hasn't a worry in the world.

Anyway, I want to become like Big Brother... not Big Brother myself.

It's useless trying to reason with you. You idiot...

...you ought to say good things. Only good things.

Man ought to think good things, say good things.

You know, there's a point of time every single day...

...when God listens to everybody.

It's when something you have on your mind comes true.

Now go and take the taxi out and get to work. Go on.

Big Brother! This chap's gone crazy!

If there is indeed a moment every...

...single day when God listens to everyone...

...and what one has on mind comes true, why hasn't what I think come true?

Every moment, every instant... you are the one I seek.

Looks like my prayer isn't even reaching God.

But never mind. He'll get to hear me someday...

"My beauty is beyond compare"

"I'm spellbinding all the way"

"Am I the pride of passions...? Or am I the life of my lovers?"

"I'm still..."

"I'm still young and tender..."

"I'm young and tender"

"My beauty, dazzling..."

"my charms, bewitching like Shirin's"

"I'm like the flowing river..."

"when my passions are stirred"

"I'm Laila's closely kept secret, I'm the love Heer expressed"

"For..."

"I'm still the young temptress"

"I'm like a goblet full of wine"

"I'm the thirst on everybody's lips"

"Cast a look around... I'm the one close to your heart"

"I'm the one every lover desires, I'm an expression of love"

"For..."

"for now I'm young"

"For now I'm young".

Business? Or pleasure?

Business.

Pleasure.

I mean... let's say both.

Thank you. - Excuse me, sir.

Maybe you're forgetting something.

Sorry, I'm late again. I'm sorry.

Hello...? Sorry I'm late again.

No, sorry... I'm early again.

Why?

I like waiting for you, madam.

Sorry, Rhea.

Shall we? - Sure.

You look very happy today. What's up?

Yes... Iooks like a long-cherished...

...dream of mine will be fulfilled tonight.

Why? What great thing is happening tonight?

Anything could happen, you know.

Right... and when that "anything" might happen... nobody ever knows.

You say interesting things.

No wonder, of all the taxis in Dubai...

...you've asked your manager to arrange for mine.

Not true. That's because you're good at heart.

And also since you're from India, I feel a sense of belonging with you...

"Belonging"...sounds so nice when it comes from someone special.

The colour of that lipstick looks nice on you.

Flirting with me?

Flirting...? Not at all. I'm only kidding.

Kidding? - Yes... no, serious. I'm serious.

Which means you take a very close look at me.

Yes. I do take a close look...

...with you in front of me... or even when you're not.

Every moment. - Nikhil, I know what's on your mind.

Your eyes gave you away the very first time we met.

But you come from a respectable family, Nikhil...

...and I'm just a dancer at a nightclub.

Don't you know what people have to say about dancers?

I don't care for people. I only do my heart's bidding.

Rhea, I feel a strange kind of joy whenever I meet you...

...it gives me so much of peace. I could do anything for you.

It's like even laying down your life for that someone special.

You are "special".

Now will you keep getting worked up or even buy me some coffee?

Do you like driving the cab all night?

I prefer the nights. There's less traffic, less noise...

...and less chances of an accident.

And the international flights arrive only during the nights.

So I always get to meet someone with the flavours of my homeland.

Besides... I also get to meet you in the nights.

Alleged gangster Jabbar's extradition case up for hearing.

What a guy this Jabbar is! He's a great man!

He's made it to the skies! Great.

Have you heard of Jabbar?

I don't want to! - Why not?

Nikhil, must I answer every question of yours?

Hey... you're getting offended. - What else?

Should I be pleased to hear you lavishing praise on a criminal?

There's a difference between being a criminal and a don.

I strongly believe that rather than lead the life of a beggar...

...one must live a few days like a king.

Even if you fall in your own esteem in the process. Right?

Looks like you haven't had to confront the truth, ever.

No wonder you think like that.

But the sooner you change...

...your way of thinking, the better it'll be for you.

Someone has aptly said...

"When someone turns a deaf ear, the matter becomes really serious".

Let me present you a song that'll mend broken hearts.

Let it play. Silence stings...

"You stole my heart away, my love"

"You drove me crazy, my love"

"I had lost my way, my friend"

"You taught me how to live, my love"

"My love"

"Life is nothing if living is without you, my love"

"You stole my heart away, my love"

"You drove me crazy, my love"

"I had lost my way, my friend"

"You taught me how to live, my love"

"My love"

"Life is nothing if living is without you, my love"

"My lips trembled, yet remained silent"

"Silence mocked"

"My heartstrings strummed, yet remained silent"

"Restlessness staggered within"

"I've gone crazy for you"

"Don't leave me in a state of madness, don't go"

"My love"

"Life is nothing if living is without you, my love"

"I look for signs in your eyes"

"Give me hope to survive"

"My heart is restless, so are my heartbeats..."

"In love, I desire to sail across"

"Listen to what I have to say"

"Don't play with words, don't leave me high and dry, my love"

"My love"

"Life is nothing if living is without you, my love"

"You stole my heart, my love"

"You drove me crazy, my love"

"I had lost my way, my friend"

"You taught me how to live, my love"

"My love"

"Life is nothing if living is without you, my love".

You've reached your destination.

Not yet.

May I say something?

Even I expect you every evening. Bye.

And she walks away, diffident and coy.

O Love, at least she was here.

Well pal, this time you are right.

Yes!

Taxi.

Sorry, sir. I didn't hear you since...

...the glasses were raised. Please get in.

Do you always drive ahead and then reverse?

To be frank, I want to surge ahead...

.... But sometimes I have to look behind...

...to see if I haven't missed anything.

What'd you prefer? Air-condition? Or fresh air?

The air in big cities and the water in small towns is very dangerous.

Air-condition, full blast. - When it comes to pollution...

...no city is safe.

Where to, sir?

Pyramid Complex, Jumera Road. Know where it is?

I know Dubai more than she knows herself, sir.

How long will it take? - To be correct...

...19.30 minutes. - 19.30? Not 18 or 20?

Sir, time is money, money is everything. Every second counts.

Gold Market is 5 minutes away, Irani Hospital is another 5.30 minutes.

Then we travel another 8 minutes to Pyramid Complex.

That makes it 18.30 minutes. You said 19.30.

Sir, I keep a minute as standby.

Life and a taxi on the road are unpredictable.

Besides, I always try to extract a thank-you from my passengers.

I don't want anyone to be sorry. - Are you scared to hear a sorry?

I haven't learnt to be scared, sir.

Is this your first time in Dubai? - Do I look like that?

To be correct, you appear to be a born passenger, sir.

You got it right, bro.

My fleeting legs can't stay put.

When I'm tired of the nights in Delhi, I come here...

...to these dazzling nights. - You live in Delhi, sir?

They live in one place, who are burdened with responsibilities.

I'm a wanderer.

I love to wander, I like the nights.

Less noise, and work is carried out smoothly.

Sir, we think alike.

I too like the nights. But what work do you do...?

that is carried out smoothly at nights? - The End.

Meaning? - Drive carefully, or you'll be sorry.

Sorry.

Here comes your Pyramid Complex, sir.

Check the time, thank-you is due. - 18 minutes 50 seconds.

Excellent. Very good. Thank you.

You drive well. How much do you earn in a night?

Want to employ me? - Can't you reply without questioning?

I can. About 500 dirhams, to be correct.

About 500 dirhams?

Tonight I have some meetings...

..., I have to go to places and meet a few people.

I also have to reach the airport at six in the morning. Give me company.

Sir, only a call-girl gives you company all night, I'm just a cabby.

I'm not asking you to sleep with me.

I'll give you 2000 dirhams. - Four times what I make?

You said, time is money, money is everything.

I'm paying you for the time I'll lose looking for taxis.

Sir, you are correct, but let me tell you something.

I get bored spending the entire night with one person...

...1000 advance. The rest after reaching the airport.

I haven't agreed yet, sir. - I don't ever give a chance to refuse.

I won't let you get bored, I promise.

Crime Branch officer Oberoi.

Ranbir Oberoi.

Right? - Ranbir Oberoi.

Please come in.

Afsana, Dubai police officer, told me about you.

Said what?

That you are coming.

Going by your appearances, I don't think you were waiting for me.

I was waiting only for you.

Anyway, please be seated, be comfortable.

Meanwhile, I'll freshen up. Okay?

To your right is the bar. Please help yourself.

You didn't take anything...?

I will. What's the hurry?

Did you have all those pictures taken?

Gosh! Absurd question. They are your pictures, I can't have it taken.

Well? - I mean, you have no problems...

...getting clicked like this? - Problems? I'm an artist...

...a model. And these pictures are imperative for my work and my career.

Besides, it depends on the beholder.

how he perceives the object in front of him.

When nothing is hidden from God, no good hiding it from His creation.

Right? You are that type.

You are a police officer, that's why these pictures appear nude to you.

An artist would see the art in them.

Anyway, let's get down to business. I got to go somewhere.

So tell me, what information do you have?

All the information that is necessary to extradite...

...and convict Jabbar.

I'll teach that selfish man a lesson he'll remember forever.

There was a time when he'd only speak about me.

After Ruksana dropped in, he completely forgot me.

What haven't I done for him? I smuggled cocaine...

I did every evil thing for him. I even ruined my own acting career.

Now I'm going to destroy him. I'll produce evidence...

...that's vital to convict him.

No one can save him from the noose now.

I will save him.

You? Crime Branch officer Ranbir Oberoi?

I'm not.

You didn't ask my name, I didn't tell you either.

Then who are you?

To be correct...

...the killer.

I hate killing artists, but I can't help it. It's my job.

Sorry.

Sir, you are really fast. That was a quick job done, eh?

Well? Yes.

Yes, had to hurry.

Where to? - Where everyone has to go.

Let's go. Next.

Where to next?

Whose picture is this?

To be correct, if God wills... my future wife's.

Have you professed your love? - To be correct...

I tried hard, but I couldn't do it.

To be correct, if you try, you can't.

London Creek, Bardwai. How long will it take?

Approximately 20 minutes.

From correct to approximate?

The day I stop talking, I'll be rid of "correct"

20 minutes. - Now that's a challenge.

Let's go.

Mr Ranbir, here's where your first witness stays.

Mallika is an important witness because she used to work for Jabbar.

She might need police protection.

And don't worry, Dubai police will cooperate with you...

Dammit!

Been a cabby for how long?

About five years, sir.

But to be correct...

I have other ideas. I want to set up my own travel agency.

If I don't succeed at that, I'll become a gangster.

Gangster?

I see. Like to bet?

On what? Travel agency? Or gangster?

Both. - But I got nothing to lose.

No house, no bank balance, I don't even own this taxi.

You have something that I had before.

What is it?

Happiness. - Sure.

But I can't put my happiness at stake.

You sure have another thing. Dinner. If we reach the place on time...

I buy you dinner. - Then tell me your name, sir.

What for? - No good thanking the person...

...who buys me dinner, without knowing his name.

Are you dead confident that you will win the bet?

I won't lose, I'm sure.

Vikram.

I'm Nikhil Joshi, sir.

Ranbir Oberoi. CBI officer from India.

Ibrahim Hyder. Dubai police chief. - Pleased to meet you, sir.

Sir, we found this over there.

Cocaine. See.

My hunch was bang on spot. I mean, it's right.

Drug-smuggling led to this murder. - I'm afraid you are wrong, sir.

Not a matter of drug-smuggling. It's simple.

Mallika was a key witness in the Jabbar case. So he got her murdered.

Look sir, Jabbar is not a dimwit.

I mean, he's not an idiot.

Perhaps you have no idea...

...since the beginning of this case against him...

Dubai police has kept a close watch on all his movements, day and night.

No sir, he can't commit such a folly.

Sir, people around here saw a taxi before the incident.

Taxi? - But they have no idea...

...about its number or its passenger. We must trace the taxi first.

Sir, see the time. 19 minutes and 55 seconds.

You are wasting time. - What do you mean?

Quit cabs, get into car races. You will win awards.

That's what you call luck, destiny.

The weak talk about destiny.

Anyway, the dinner is yours. - All right.

Sir, you didn't tell me who is going to choose the hotel.

The winner's choice. You decide.

I'll end the meeting soon. - This is a no-parking zone.

I'll park behind.

Back street. - Okay.

Intel Centrino Duo. Good choice.

Happy birthday, Mussa.

Have a drink. - Sure.

Mussa, you know that Jabbar is a beast.

What if he finds out?

Don't screw up my mood. Has he found out yet?

You don't understand. Do you take me for an ass?

His illegal money transactions...

...have been under my control for the last one year.

I even fleeced him of 20 million. Did he get wind?

Did he?

If he does, you are a goner.

You are so scared. You are with Mussa, then why?

He will look for me only if he survives.

The day I testify against him in court, Jabbar's game will be over.

The CBI will take him to India and hang him.

Will his soul come to find me then?

What rubbish! - What about Yunus Pathan?

Look, Pathan and I use each other.

To testify against Jabbar, he will pay me 40 million...

...and organise my flight out of Dubai. Then...

...in a new country, we'll sing together, "I love you".

Romance, eh?

Who are you?

Osama Bin Laden.

What? - I shaved the beard off.

What rot! What are you here for?

To wish you happy birthday. Can't you see the gun?

Stop raving.

How did you come upstairs? - Used the door.

Besides, Death can go anywhere. It doesn't come knocking.

Are you all right? How did you get here?

I hope you aren't hurt? Are you all right?

Sir!

He fell down the roof! Must take him to the hospital, please help me.

Is there a hospital in Dubai that breathes life into the dead?

Is he dead? - Dead?

He got one in the head, two bullets in the chest...

...can he survive that? He fell off the tenth floor. Get up.

Who told you to fall on the car? Get up.

Hang on. How do you know these details?

I only fired, he died from the fall.

You... you... you...?

I'm a killer. You are a driver, I'm a killer.

You drive, while I fire. Look.

I got it. Correct... I'm a driver, you are a killer.

You can take the taxi. You are the driver as well as the killer now.

Two-in-one. I'll go away.

I won't tell anyone about this. Bye.

Dinner? Or bullet?

Dinner? Or bullet?

I told him I want to become a gangster...

.... But he turned out to be a slaughterer.

Are you laughing or crying?

I don't know. What do I do? Laugh? Or cry?

Hands down.

Hands down... do it.

Flat down.

Pick him up.

Pick him up. - Pick him up?

If you don't want to die, pick him up.

Come on.

Turn him.

His hand moved, I saw it!

No. It happens, sometimes.

The body doesn't want to leave this world. It happens.

Don't be afraid, come on. - Why be afraid of a corpse?

That's like it. A real man is not afraid of a corpse. Pick him up.

No disturbance during working hours. No talking.

I'm too shocked to speak. - C'mon.

Get rid of that walkie-talkie. - What are you doing? My wireless...

We don't need it. C'mon.

I can't drive. - Shall I use the gun?

I'm scared. - I killed him, and you are scared?

I'm not used to picking up dead bodies.

You'll get used to it, tonight itself...

.... You're going to learn a lot tonight.

What do you mean? - Tonight you'll get used to it.

Come on, it's a long night. Come in.

Come in.

A dying man's struggle, right? - True.

Sir, Mallika was an important witness in the Jabbar case.

I'm afraid, he might try to kill other witnesses too.

There's no need to worry.

Nobody knows about the witnesses.

Only the top police officers in Dubai know about the witnesses.

You know him only as a businessman.

And I know he is a dangerous criminal.

Believe me, he can do anything.

And I don't want to lose, after all these years.

Because if the CBI loses this time, it'll be India's loss.

The signal has turned green, Mr. Joshi? Are you asleep?

Or are you lost?

Can anyone afford to do that when he has a corpse in his boot?

No! He can only grieve.

I hate two things. Summer, and sweat...

...when the air-conditioning is on.

Even I hate two things. To be correct...

...the corpse in the boot and your nonsense.

Stop raving about the corpse. Just imagine that it's luggage.

Great. There's no difference between luggage and a man, right?

A dead man. No difference, because a dead man and luggage do not breathe.

But you must breathe. To control your mind, you need to breathe.

Take deep breaths. Inhale well and then exhale.

Inhale again...

...and exhale slowly. Breathe in and breathe out...

...to bring your mind under control. - Are you a yoga expert?

Why should I take yoga lessons from you?

You'll even have to dance.

That's the last thing I'll do.

Anger. It is very important to gain control over anger, child.

All right, uncle. You just killed a man a while ago.

Don't you feel anything?

Feel what? And why?

Everyone has to die someday. Some die today, some tomorrow.

His time was up, so I killed him. It's my job.

Killing someone is a job for you?

Can't help it. Good or bad, a job is a job.

Did you know him?

Must you know someone to kill him?

How'd I know? I haven't killed anyone.

Then why ask silly questions?

Thousands die everyday. Do you question that?

The Tsunami killed millions. Did you question that?

Rains killed thousands in Mumbai. Did you question that?

The earthquake killed scores. Did you question that? No.

No one questions Nature. - You mustn't question a killer either.

To be correct, you are not human You wear a smile...

...after committing a murder. - To be correct...

...the place we went before this, I killed a girl. Did you get wind?

What...?

What the hell! - What the hell!

How boring.

Your uncles.

Handle them.

You are dead now. - We are dead.

Not we, you. You killed him. - The taxi belongs to you.

You've been plying a cab for five years, you know how to tackle them.

I haven't been plying corpses... - There's no corpse in the boot.

Who moved the corpse? - Get the corpse out of your mind.

Behave normally. Give him a smile. Else, all of you will die.

Asalaam Aliekom. - Waliekom Salaam.

License and registration. - Wipe your sweat.

Step out please.

What happened? - Are you Indian?

Do I look like a Japanese? - Are you kidding?

You got the gender wrong. Why did you stop him?

He was driving with a broken windshield.

He's an Indian, he loves to drive battered vehicles. It's his habit.

It's not allowed in Dubai. Sorry, you'll have to take another cab.

How did the windshield "broke"? - Not broke, break.

How did it break? - Tell him.

Actually, there was a fight going on near a food stall.

Someone flung a bottle of sauce, another ducked...

...and it broke my glass.

Broke? - Yes, broke is right here.

Sometime broke, sometime break? - Officer, I have an urgent meeting.

I just have to go to the next stop. I'm in a hurry. May we? Let's go.

Wait! Stop!

Blood! There's "bloody" on the glass.

Not bloody, blood. But it's not blood.

Sir, it's not blood, it's sauce. The bottle of sauce broke here.

It's sauce. - Chutney. Lick it.

Lick it. Don't screw my mind, lick it.

What? - Chilly sauce.

Chilly sauce? Too hot? - Open the boot.

Open the boot.

Where's the need to open...? - I say, open the boot.

Please sir... - No if and but. Open the boot for him.

It's my taxi, it hardly matters to you.

Open up, quick. - Open the boot.

Patrol car 33, we need backup immediately.

Robbery at Sheikh Zayed Road. - Hello? Coming.

Here's your license. Drop him and take the car to the garage.

Move, hurry.

Let's go.

To the garage! - Sure.

How did the blood taste?

What did you say? I'm not human.

What are you? You've tasted human blood. Vampire.

Blood-hungry cabbie.

Tyre marks.

Blood.

Water.

Mussa Memon. Second important witness. He used to stay here.

If he's also dead, then...

...where's his dead body? - Sir...

...he must've shot the girl and vamoosed.

Yes, possible. Why not?

He killed the girl, and then instead of using the stairs or elevator...

...he jumped off the tenth floor...

...pulled himself up, jerked his clothes,

washed away the blood and left.

It's possible... - Excellent derivation, Ms Afsana.

He must've done all this to mislead the police.

Mussa is dead! Please try and understand.

Someone is eliminating our witnesses.

Five years! It took five years for the...

CBI to prepare witnesses against Jabbar.

And he's killing all of them, one by one.

Possibly he's headed to kill the next witness...

...even while we're talking.

If you seal your lips, I'll be bored.

Do you want me to dance? - Goodness.

You've become quite dangerous.

Murder is getting on to you, gradually.

Don't even talk about it. - Okay, I won't talk about murder.

Okay, I won't.

Play some music. Music reduces tension.

Everytime I'm tense, I listen to music.

I listen to classical stuff even remix...

Stop raving about murder and music! I hate it when it comes from you...

"You are a stranger. How long will you be with me?".

Wonderful...

"In the morning, you will take...".

Amazing! - "the first train home".

Dammit. You got a bad taste for music.

It's nice. I felt as if you were singing for me.

However, I will give you company, friend.

Must say that you cooked up a great story before the cops.

But I can't do that again and again. - You will.

Everytime your life is at stake, you will make up stories.

When one is at a dead end, his mind races like a horse...

...and he digs a way out. - Why don't you find your own way out?

Have mercy on me please! Please take another taxi.

Mr Joshi, clear any confusions you...

...have right now. I won't discuss this again.

Tonight, we are in each other's company until I finish my work.

It's not my job to ply a killer.

It is, tonight.

Here's what we do. Let's change the ambience. It'll change the mood.

Let's hear Kamaal sahib's music. They say, those who come to Dubai...

...don't return without hearing him. Do you booze?

No. - Then how do you live?

Well, it's your problem. If you don't want to wine and dine, fine.

I'm famished, I'll eat. Take me to the restaurant...

"I wander everywhere..."

"I can't find..."

"a trace of you"

"When have I stayed away from you?"

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?"

"I'm lost in memories of you"

"Loneliness stings"

"Why did you go away?"

"I can't hear you"

"Look what life..."

"has come to"

"Ever since we parted..."

"I tell God..."

"my world is so lonely"

"I wander everywhere..."

"I can't find..."

"a trace of you"

"When have I stayed away from you?"

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?"

"How will I spend a lifetime?"

"Disheartened and helpless..."

"I see no ray of hope"

"Show me the light"

"I live..."

"in your paths"

"O ignorant one, you are looking for me elsewhere"

"I wander everywhere..."

"I can't find..."

"a trace of you"

"When have I stayed away from you?"

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?"

"I'm lost in memories of you"

"Loneliness stings".

Wonderful, Kamaal saheb.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir... - From?

That man. - Wonderful, Kamaal saheb.

Amazing! - Thank you.

What else is there to try? I have given my heart to you.

Thank you. - Wonderful.

Good night, sir. - Good night.

My friend is quiet. Would you like to recite a couplet on him?

Sure.

Hear this. - Please.

With tears in his eyes, he sits quiet and withdrawn...

With tears in his eyes, he sits quiet and withdrawn...

...his sensitive eyes betray a touching story.

Wonderful. Sensitive eyes betray a touching story!

Thank you. - It has given birth to a couplet in me.

It's not complete though... - Let's hear.

The story is touching...

...your relationship with Jabbar is older than mine.

Jabbar?

You also have a son... - Had.

When I set up this restaurant, Jabbar tried to extort money from me.

Protection money.

When I refused, he kidnapped my son...

...and doubled the ransom.

It took some time to raise that amount...

...so he killed my son.

Ever since, a fire rages within me.

It was unfair of Jabbar. But I will do justice.

What are you doing? - Hush.

Mr. Kamaal, you are an artiste.

I respect artistes. Answer my question.

If you are right, you will live to receive all this adulation.

If you are wrong, your picture on the wall will receive the adulation.

What madness is this? - Don't disturb...

"O ignorant heart of mine, what's come over you?"

"Oh! Is there a cure for this disease?".

Who wrote it? - It is Mirza...

Mirza Ghalib!

Correct! He's right. I've seen that movie.

That wasn't my question. You didn't hear my question.

My question is, who wrote it...?

and who sang it first?

It'll be difficult to guess who sang first...

...because several artistes have sung it.

Not the right answer, Mr. Kamaal.

Sorry.

You are insane!

Why did you kill him? He gave the right answer.

Don't come near me.

The night is short, and there's lots to do. Get up.

There's blood on your face.

We need gas.

Why? - We have to travel far.

If we run out of gas, we'll be in trouble.

This gas station is the last one in the city.

The next is hundred kilometers away.

Farsightedness.

I hope you aren't thinking?

I have lost my mind.

Fill the gas.

Hey Nikhil, long time no see. How are you?

Fill the tank, I'm in a hurry. - Right away.

You know each other?

After all these years of coming here, we sure get to know each other.

Nikhil, you got petrol. You've used only ten liters.

The tank gets clogged sometimes, so I have to keep it full.

You look tense. What's up? - Nothing, I'm tired...

"HELP".

I got it, Nikhil. You are tired, I got it.

Pick it up! - Hello? Dubai Police.

Police control room? I'm calling...

...from lmam Petrol Pump. There's a taxi...

Hello?

You killed my friend.

My friend! - Not I, you killed him.

You used your friend to save your own life.

You passed him a note, didn't you?

I'm not the killer, you are the killer.

You are...

...the killer.

Well, let's concede...

I mean, let's say that Mussa has been murdered.

How can we reach the conclusion...

...that it was Jabbar who had Mussa assassinated?

Mister, you perhaps have no inkling...

...that Mussa has also been double-crossing Yunus Pathan.

Possibly then... - As it happened in the earlier murder...

...people saw a taxi waiting under Mussa's flat.

We checked the tyre-marks of both places... they're of the same make.

Wait... wait a minute.

Taxi...? Murder? In a single night It means...

Means what?

A similar incident took place in Malaysia two years ago.

A taxi-driver committed seven murders in a single night.

And he was found dead in his taxi the next morning.

But that case was solved.

I think he was mentally insane.

He killed innocents and subsequently shot himself. Right?

No, sir.

An incident like this also took place in Hong Kong.

Three murders in a single night...

...and the cabbie was found dead in his taxi the next morning.

And that taxi driver was neither...

...insane nor did he have a criminal record.

The CBI therefore believes that there is a killer who hires a taxi...

...commits murders during the night and kills the taxi driver...

...so that he does not reveal the killer's identity.

I can't stay another second with you.

Find another taxi, walk your way back...

...or go to hell.

I'll put up with the body. But I can't tolerate you anymore.

You either can't understand Hindi anymore...

...or your memory is failing you.

I said you will have to stay with me for as long as I complete my work.

But I will not stay with you! Kill me, if you want to.

I'm not staying with you! And what can you do anyway?

You want to kill me? Kill me. I'm leaving...

"Kill me" is so easily said.

When the cold nozzle of the gun is held to your temple...

...you begin to realise the difference between life and death.

Man then does not say "Kill me." He says, "Help me, help me".

Okay?

Until I've finished two meetings, you're going to stay with me.

Where are you, you ass?

Have you set out with a taxi or a plane? Take the walkie-talkie!

Your mother's been repeatedly calling from the hospital.

Your mobile is also switched off...

Go to her immediately, she's very worried.

You didn't tell me your mother's in hospital?

As if you'd let me go, if I told you.

When have I stopped you? You must meet your mother.

Let's go. - Where to?

To meet your mother. Won't you introduce me to your mother?

No. Never.

So how else will you meet her?

You got a message right now that your mother's worried about you.

Soon people will come looking for you...

...maybe even the "future girl" will arrive.

I don't want them to come looking for you and die without any reason.

C'mon.

Press the knob.

I hope the doctor's there. - Yes.

Excuse me.

I'm not just a police officer! I'm also an Indian... an Indian!

Bravo, son! Well said! You're the real hero... the real lion!

Ma, how many times will you watch the same movie?

Now you come...? Where have you been? I was so worried!

It's almost midnight, didn't you think of your mother at all?

Why've you switched off your phone? - Have you taken your medicine, Ma?

I don't want the medicine. - Have your medicine. Go on.

Pappu...? Why're you standing there? Come here.

Ma, that's not Pappu. - So who's he?

Hey sonny... come here. C'mon!

Come here!

My obeisances.

May you live long, son. A cultured boy, aren't you?

This is the first time I'm seeing you.

What lifeless eyes you have!

And why do you look as if you're in mourning?

You're not into the leather-business, are you?

Well, I am into the leather-trade, actually.

That's all right... sit down.

Sit down.

Are you a new friend of his?

He doesn't like me. I'm forcibly keeping him company.

He wasn't willing to bring me here. He said he was going to see Ma...

I asked if I could accompany him. He said, no.

I thought he wanted to slip away some place else...

...under the pretext of meeting Ma. So I insisted on joining him.

I did right, didn't I? - I'm glad you came.

This is how he has become ever since he has arrived here...

...working all 24 hours of the day. - Big dreams, you see.

Travel agency and so on and so forth...

...such big dreams... obviously, man will have to work hard.

Hard work? No task is difficult enough for my son to accomplish.

Once he makes up his mind, he goes ahead and does it.

I've taught him that... go ahead and do what you have decided to.

Just one shortcoming. He gets upset very soon.

I told him, rather than worry and grope in the dark...

...try to light a lamp in darkness...

...even if it burns your fingers. It will give light to others.

One man must always help another. Even if one has to lose his life.

Am I right? - What a noble idea.

Once a lamp is lit... darkness is be done away with.

Exactly. - Wonderful.

Where are your parents? In India?

Are you married yet or aren't you? - Married...?

Or are you still a bachelor?

Marriage! Marriage...

What's up? Looking for something? - Your words seem to have made...

...quite an impact on your son.

Give that bag to me.

I'll shoot.

No monkey tricks. Don't compel me to shoot.

It had the name and whereabouts of my target... you've thrown it away!

I feel like pumping all the slugs into your skull.

Make good the mistake you've made. Get up!

These are the four dead-bodies that have arrived for a post-mortem.

You may identify them.

Kamaal Khan was an artiste... why was he murdered?

He was also our witness. - What is very clear is that...

...the assassin has killed them all in the same manner.

He shot them all in the head.

Whoever he is, the killer made sure that his victims could not escape.

One thing is clear then; they have all been killed by the same man.

And the killer is a professional. - Exactly.

There's something I can't figure out.

Of the four people who are dead, two were our witnesses.

The girl was bumped off because she happened to be with Mussa.

But why was this attendant of the petrol pump killed...?

How about going to the airport? lt'll take 55 minutes.

Sorry, 54 minutes.

One bullet saved for self-safety, isn't it?

Right... take a right up ahead.

No, this cab now moves at my will. Not yours.

Anger begets anger, like stubbornness begets stubbornness.

Take a right and you might be rid of me soon.

And if you've started taking a liking...

...to my company... drive as you wish to.

That's like a sensible boy.

Go on. Get down.

For all the time we've spent together...

...you haven't been able to understand me.

Did you reckon my job would be left...

...unfinished if you wrecked the laptop?

I leave nothing unfinished.

You're the one who'll get down. - What?

That bungalow over there... that's Jabbar's bungalow.

The underworld don Jabbar? - Yes. The one you call Big Brother.

Go there and get names and photographs of the people there.

All right. Okay.

I'll go if you ask me, eh?

Get down... c'mon!

Step out.

You have 24 minutes.

I'll go straight to your mother in the 25th minute...

Don't utter my mother's name. - I did not... when did I?

Why get worked up for no reason?

Won't make me feel good to hurt your mother either.

But I'm not you... I mean, I'm Nikhil.

Become me for a while. You become me... what say?

Jabbar hasn't ever seen my face...

He's only heard my voice. Over the phone.

Just tell them that you're Vikram. There'll be no problem.

What if somebody recognises me?

We'll shoot him.

What? - Don't waste time.

You have only 22:23 minutes to go. If you're late even by a minute...

I wouldn't like it, but I'm going to really kill your mother.

I'll kill her.

Can't be helped. Good or bad, a job is a job.

Wait there... where do you think you're going?

Is Jabbar there? - There's no Jabbar here...

...get lost. - Watch your manners.

You think I've landed at the wrong place to deliver a pizza?

Go and tell Jabbar that Vikram is here.

Show him in. - Sure.

Search him.

C'mon.

Go on.

Are you Vikram?

If you're Jabbar, I'm Vikram.

Not nice to see beads of perspiration...

...on a contract-killer's forehead.

Correct. I don't like the heat here either.

You said you don't meet anyone. And today...

...at this hour, you come calling without being invited?

Despite knowing that the CBI and the Dubai police...

...are keeping an eye on us?

I had to come. There was no other way.

What reason that you were compelled to see me?

Information.

Meaning?

The laptop on which all the information...

...was stored has gone missing.

What?

Gone missing?

Sorry.

Sorry?

Sorry...?

Sorry!

You heard that...?

You guys heard that?

Sorry!

He thinks I got that information from a telephone directory!

The CBI and the Dubai police had kept...

...the identities of the witnesses...

...under wraps! It was so tough...

...spending money like water...

...that I got information on witnesses who were testifying against me.

And now...

...you are all finished!

If Jabbar is finished, you guys are also finished.

Go... go and look for a cleric. Go on!

Find a cleric to perform our last rites! Go!

One moment.

Get a Hindu priest too.

Because this guy's a Hindu.

When I was a little boy...

...my father...

...always gave me a piece of advise.

He said...

...in times of hardship, turn to Allah.

Allah will send an angel.

I faced hardship, I turned to Allah...

...and He sent to me an angel. From India.

From India, that angel told me over the phone...

"Relax and go to sleep. All your troubles will be over".

And now, that angel sits before me like a school-boy...

...who has lost his notebook and is complaining to me about it.

He says, "I'm sorry. The information has gone missing".

In my shoes, what would you have done?

I'd first admonish an errant child and tell him...

...that when an elderly man is talking about his childhood...

...he mustn't flaunt his toy and disturb him.

Get out.

Get out.

Now for that information. That laptop didn't go missing...

I destroyed it. Because, had the police to get their hands on it...

...they'd have been here right now and you'd have been thinking...

...not of your father, but ruing your misfortune.

I've killed three of them. The girl, Mussa and Kamaal-saheb.

There are two more to go and we have very little time.

I strongly believe that those who waste time...

...are wasted themselves. What do you think?

What an angel believes... how may a mere human being not?

Sir, according to the doctor's report...

...the petrol-pump attendant was killed between 12:30 and one.

We have enquired about all the cars...

...that were refueled at the petrol pump...

...during that period. - Fantastic.

I mean, very good.

The first card-holder was Javed Shaikh, a shopkeeper...

...who has a shop at the Gold Market...

The second card-holder is Nikhil Joshi.

A taxi-driver. He was the last one...

...to have his tank refilled at the pump.

So Mr. Ranbir... what are you going to say now?

We now have solid reason to believe that...

...it was this taxi-driver who killed the attendant.

I hope not to meet you in the future and only talk to you.

Can't say what's going to happen. But it was nice meeting you.

Good night.

What? - Good bye, sir.

This guy's the next target. How am I going to save him? How?

When I first met you I thought you were a useful man.

And you're really useful. - But you're a cheapskate...

...to make me do this by dragging my mother into it.

Sorry... for dragging your mother into it and also for punching you.

Where do you want to go? - Huh...?

What did Jabbar feed you? You're volunteering to drive me around!

You won't let go of me anyway...

So what's the point in repeating the same thing?

You don't plan on saving their lives by staying with me, do you?

Huh? Don't ever make that mistake.

I'll be happy if I can save my skin from a lunatic like you.

Very good. Keep thinking like that and you might actually survive.

Because when someone sees me at work, he goes to sleep eternally.

Grand Casino. Let's go.

My boy Nikhil...?

No, sir... it's impossible.

Sir... you surely have some misgivings.

Misgivings, I had.

They're now over.

Four live human-beings...

...he has turned into corpses at different places.

The petrol-pump attendant was the one he killed last.

But like every killer... his game is now up.

There's a youngster at Jabbar's bungalow, sir.

We've got him on our secret cameras.

Wonderful. Mr Ranbir... let's go.

Freeze... zoom in.

Wait... clear the image.

It's the same taxi driver.

But what's he doing outside Jabbar House?

Maybe he's there to collect money.

Which means Jabbar definitely has a hand in these killings.

I'm sorry... you're right.

Alert all police stations and have photographs sent to them.

Driver of taxi number D78595 is to be treated as dangerous.

Tell me something... you weren't scared...

...when you met Jabbar, were you?

I was, initially, but...

I soon discovered that he himself was terrified.

Really? - A don, I thought...

...would have everything at his disposal. Money, power...

...but after meeting him, I realized he had nothing.

No peace, no sleep, no happiness.

We lead a better life than him. We. the common people.

A new battle every day, a new problem...

...a problem we face squarely.

We don't wait for hired goons, you see?

Is that a dig at me?

You're not so dumb.

Hey... come here. - Yes, sir?

Seen this guy somewhere? - No sir... I have no idea.

Oh no!

Hello! Police Control Room!

Follow them!

Why are the cops always after you?

Were you a thief in your earlier birth?

Can't say about my earlier birth, but if you stick to me like this...

I'll surely be Wanted in this carnation.

Taxi on road number 53!

You are already a Wanted criminal. Don't slow down the cab.

What do you mean? - The police has fitted secret cameras...

...outside Jabbar's bungalow. The cameras have caught you...

...and the cops are now looking for you.

There's a corpse in this cab's boot. Whose name is the petrol-card in?

So who's the killer? - You mean...

...the cops think I've committed the murders you have?

You are the one who committed the murders.

I'm just a simple diamond-merchant.

Roopchand Swaroopchand. Here's my passport.

So you planned the whole thing? I thought you were only using my taxi!

But you've been using me! You bastard!

Swear-words...? So you're shit scared, eh?

But you just said you face your problems, fight your own battles...

...and what was that about... goons? Hired ones...?

So you've lost it all, eh?

Pull up the cab!

Step out.

Stop it there...

Pursuit on Highway Number 9.

Step on it! Faster!

Police Control Room...? - Hyder here.

The taxi driver has given us the slip! - Where is he headed?

Bur Dubai. - Bur Dubai...?

Bur Dubai...?

Where the Grand Casino is, isn't it? - Right.

My God!

It means our fourth witness Sheikh Mehmood Al Zubair is his next target!

Joshi, you do know how to wriggle out of tight spots.

I asked you to race your cab and you're making it fly.

I'm going to blow out your senses now.

Enough of putting up with you and the scare...

...you're going to die now. Because I've cast my fear aside.

What?

Slow down the taxi... people will get killed.

I'll do whatever has to be done!

Didn't you say a helpless man can't have his way?

How can I be helpless? I have the gun and...

But I'm at the wheel and I have my foot on the accelerator.

You're repeating my words to me! Slow down the cab...

...people are going to get killed!

Not nice to see a killer sweating.

But everybody's got to die some day. Isn't that what you said?

Well? Can't you think of a couplet for this occasion?

No, not right now... stop this madness!

I ought to have gotten into this madness long ago!

Stop the taxi... stop it!

This taxi will stop when you've stopped breathing.

Stop the taxi! - No... shoot! Shoot!

I hold the steering-wheel of your life right now.

Watch how I jam the brakes on your life!

Are you okay...?

I got to go, sir! The killer... - Relax.

Someone's life is in danger, sir! Please let me go!

Someone's life is in danger...! - Relax...

Hands up. - He's gone in that direction...

Shut up! - Hear me out, please, sir!

Bow down... now, I say! - Listen to me, please...

Shut up.

Don't shoot, I say! Put down that gun! - Unlock this... unlock it!

What you're doing is wrong.

Sorry, I got to go. Grand Casino. Inform the cops over wireless.

Wait there...

Where d'you think you're going...? - Drop me at the casino, please.

I said no... - Watch out!

This moment... now!

Excuse me...

...excuse me...

Bomb, bomb... - Bomb...?

You... hands up!

I haven't killed anyone... it's him... Vikram!

Move out... move out! I say, move!

Move... move... move...

It's that guy who killed the Sheikh!

I said, move it! I'm a CBI officer from India... c'mon!

Hey... my next target is Joshi's "future girl".

So what's gonna happen of you, Joshi?

Goddamit!

Rhea...?

There he is!

Pick up the phone... pick it up!

Rhea! Nikhil here! Get out of there immediately!

Nikhil? Where are you calling from?

This is no time to explain. Leave immediately... your life's in danger.

He's coming to kill you... - Nikhil, I can't hear you.

Rhea! Stop talking nonsense... - My battery's going dead, Nikhil.

Listen to me, Rhea...

The battery's dead.

Try your call again.

Taxi!

"The world won't understand what's up between you and me"

"You and I, my love, share relations that have come a long way"

"My heart's yours, so am I... hold me in your arms"

"My love, sweetheart..."

"I have loved you, I swear it on you"

"My love, sweetheart..."

"I have loved you, I swear it on you".

Is he all right...? - What happened?

Carry him...

"Terror lurks everywhere..."

"the night will be set on fire".

In the car... careful...

"Terror lurks everywhere..."

"it'll even set the night on fire"

"If only my life is spared tonight..."

"who knows what might happen"

"The one with the innocent looks is now the target"

"I know it deep down in my heart... something's about to happen"

"My love, sweetheart..."

"I have loved you, I swear it on you".

Are you okay? - I got to go...

You've met with an accident. - I got to go!

Hey! You're gonna die!

"Charming, bewitching..."

"I'm everybody's muse"

"I'm the fairy you dream of..."

"and yet, I'm called unfaithful"

"It's not for the crazy ones to understand me"

"Like the flame, I've burnt my heart to shed the light of love"

"My love, sweetheart..."

"I have loved you, I swear it on you".

C'mon... move it!

Move!

Hey... stop him!

He's learnt the tricks!

Shit! - What's happening, Nikhil?

Who is he? And why does he want to kill us?

Not us... you.

You're going to testify against Jabbar, aren't you?

Yes, that's why I came to Dubai. He has killed my brother!

I want revenge from him! - Joshi-ji...

Joshi-ji...

...hey Joshi-ji...

...where you hiding, you stone-hearted man?

Come out in the open, will you?

He wants to kill me, isn't it? I'll go to him...

Rhea, listen to me... - Let go of me! Let go!

What are you doing, Nikhil? - Hang on for a second.

Let go... - Hang on, I say!

Let go of me!

Didn't I tell you, you are someone special I could lay down my life for?

So this is my test.

Sorry, I got to tie you up...

"Come out in the open, you cheat"

"What secret in cheating me like this?

"Not even the Almighty shall be able to hide anymore..."

"this cry comes from the depths of my soul".

How long are you going to make me sing, Josh-ji?

I have one bullet, one hour and one last target.

Stop wasting your energy and my time!

What can I do, Joshi-ji...?

I had no idea my last target would be your future-girl.

But there it is...

...and you know, I leave no job unfinished.

Because a job is...

...job is...?

A job is a job.

Aah! Joshi-ji!

Roopchand Swaroopchand.

All alone? Where's she...?

Honestly, man comes and goes from this world all alone.

Aha! From a cabbie, you've grown into a philosopher!

But I'm no philosopher! I had lied that I have just one bullet left.

I have a lot of slugs.

Shoot... go on...

...fire...

Shoot me... fire...

Without this gun, you're a zero... zero!

Ever since you got into my cab, you've made my life miserable!

You got me to carry the body, forced me to taste blood...

I didn't force my way into your cab, did I?

How was I to know that you'd turn out to be a devil?

Must I carry a placard to say I'm a killer?

That won't be necessary! Because you won't live anymore!

As if I came here to die at the hands of a cabbie!

Nikhil...

Brace up to die at the hands of an obsessed lover!

Now...?

Kill me! Kill me! - Rhea! No...

Let go... - Kill me, kill me...

...kill me, go ahead!

Shit, you're wasting time again.

Laila and Mane, are you?

Shirin and Farhad?

So you want to die the death of lovers? Very well...

I'll kill you like lovers.

You tried to save so many people, but could you really?

Here's the last chance. Hug, embrace...

...after that, I'll shoot...

"Embrace, for there might not be a beautiful night like this ever again"

"For all you know, you might never meet each other ever again".

That's how it's going to be.

Your romance has really got me killed.

Your job is to kill, mine is to save.

What can be done...? A job is a job.

I love you.

Next time.