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I love you, Kaushik Oberoi.

You come home to me today, okay?

I will.

Bye.

I-- I'm sorry.

I got through.

Is he okay?

He's okay.

-Sir -But the media--

my officers are ready.

But we need someone who could help us navigate.

-Absolutely. -I'll go!

Excuse me.

Ananya...

are you stupid?

You just got out.

-Let me go. -Those are my guests in there.

It's my responsibility to bring them out.

I've got this.

Sir, I'll go.

Jacket.

Dad, can I keep it here?

Yeah, of course, sweetie.

The NSG are coming in.

This is their final entry.

They're packing some heat.

Proceed with the plan.

Yes, boss.

I'm back!

Is everyone okay?

Everyone alright?

-You made it! -Yes!

I said everyone was getting out, right?

I told you she'd come! I told you!

She's back.

Is everyone okay?

All units come in!

Assessment on damage!

Quick!

Boys, what the f**k is happening in there?

All exits are safe and accounted for.

But they knew we were coming in.

How the hell are they getting all our info?

That's their source.

Sir, windows on the first floor can be used for evacuation.

We'll need the fire brigade to be ready.

Copy that.

Will assess and revert.

Rudro, your colleague, Ananya, is suggesting

we use the front-facing windows.

She says we can use the fire brigade

to evacuate the assets through these.

Possible?

She suggests some restaurant facing the front--

The Japanese restaurant on the first floor.

But, sir...

that portion got completely gutted in the first set of fires.

Which means they won't

bother going there again.

Yes, Father.

-Come on. -Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Get the ambulances in, now!

Fire services are in place and the ambulances are in position.

Good.

Where's Ananya?

Two corridors away from the restaurant.

But I just don't get it.

This silence.

Either our boys have got them...

or either they are reassessing.

-We're still waiting in the passage, sir. -Mr. Krishnan!

How long before we can move them?

Not yet, ma'am.

We're waiting for Mr. Kamat to give us a go-ahead.

You know, Pranabh...

instead of calling Subramaniam or...

instead of badgering her about

becoming the best doctor in the world,

all you need to tell her is that

she's the best daughter in the world.

Because she is.

And she needs to hear it.

Our baby is hurting.

She needs you.

Will you do it?

We've almost reached the restaurant.

But you hear that?

The shooting has stopped.

This could either mean that the commandos have neutralized the terrorists

or...

it could mean that the terrorists are switching their position.

If the NSG commandos haven't neutralized them

they--

It is possible that they could be heading towards us.

And right now, we don't have a cover.

Ms. Ghosh...

please do whatever you think is right.

Please.

The forces are preparing for a massive rescue operation outside the Palace Hotel.

The counterattack was launched 20 minutes ago.

Since then, there have been several blasts.

But finally, the situation seems to be under control.

It looks like our forces have successfully neutralized the terrorists.

Ma'am!

-I'll check the corridors and come. -Yes, sir.

Nesting eagle come in.

All assets being evacuated.

All assets being evacuated.

We should be done in--

Bomb!

Tawde!

Tawde, any progress?

Any progress, Tawde?

Sir, we have a problem!

-Out! -Go! Go!

-Go! Quickly! -Shamita! Shamita!

We'll use the stairs to go to the ICU.

Clear the way!

Are you okay?

We're here to die!

We'll take every single one of you with us!

Ask him to shut up!

-The doctor will be dead! -Wait! Stop!

Calm down!

Inspector Bhat--

-Detonator! -Hey!

I have the detonator!

Rot in hell!

Bastard!

Tawde, what's the status?

Tawde, I need an update. Immediately!

Tawde, what the hell is going on?

-Tawde, I can't hear you, Tawde! -Yeah, Mallika?

Sachin, where the hell is Mansi?

There's no update, complete radio silence from your end!

I need footage!

What the hell is happening at the hospital?

I'm looking for Mansi. I haven't found her yet.

Sachin!

Hey! Mansi!

F**k.

She's strapped to a bomb!

Guys, just move back.

Just move back, guys.

Patil!

I need the bomb squad up here.

Subramaniam, evacuate the building. Come on, fast.

Clear the building.

-Kaushik! -Patil, quick!

Patil!

Das...

you look like a man with a plan.

The bomb squad is here, sir.

-Move! Move! Fast! -Quick! Clear the way!

Move! Move!

Sir, it's safe. The bomb's diffused.

The bomb's safe.

You're safe.

Come on! Stop it, Grandma!

It's time to wake up!

Come on, wake up and harass me!

Ring the bell! Keep ringing it all day! I'll be here!

You can have this bed! It's all yours!

Just come back! Please!

Please move.

Move.

Hello, Ananya?

Ananya, louder I can't hear you.

Mom!

Oh, my God!

Kaushik!

Ananya!

Are you okay?

Are you hurt?

I'm fine.

I'm okay.

Dr. Kaushik, please!

Please, do something! Please!

I've seen you conduct your procedures! I've seen it!

Please do something, Dr. Kaushik!

Please!

I'm begging you!

We spend our lives praying...

but when it really matters,

what comes to our rescue is humanity and kindness.

Isn't jihad supposed to be an internal battle

against one's own frailties?

What we witnessed...

cannot be termed as jihad.

The battle of 26/11 in Mumbai...

had terror on one side.

And on the other side, it had humanity...

brotherhood,

sacrifice,

and valor.

A child lost his mother.

A husband lost his wife.

And friends lost a dear friend.

Mumbai lost a brave officer...

whose integrity and valor made him a national hero overnight.

And in this bloodshed,

we lost a woman

who had prayed for peace and happiness all her life.

172 people lost their lives in those three days in Mumbai.

More than 300 were injured

and thousands had their lives altered forever.

For those three days,

the hospitals of Mumbai transformed into temples and mosques.

They answered prayers and they saved lives.

Grandma!

How are you feeling?

Your daughter was here to see you. She had brought you some snacks.

But you can't have any.

All you're allowed to have is food from the hospital, okay?

What's wrong?

Can you stop lying?

My daughter wasn't here.

But she's here…

right now.

And today, thousands of Mumbaikars in this bustling city,

running and hustling to survive

to make it big, in "The city that never sleeps"

be it a child, an adult, rich, poor, a man or a woman,

everyone stepped back and took a deep breath.

Because now,

things were about to change.

The smoke was settling down.

And faint as it was…

they could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Don't think about it.

Just post it.

Want me to do it for you?

-Tell me one thing. -What?

Where's the Mansi who used to say,

"Never let your emotions affect the story you're covering!"

She's been missing for quite some time, Sachin.

-That's good to hear. -What?

It takes a strong stomach to put emotions aside

and get to the very core of the truth.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm really happy and proud to announce that

Mansi Hirani will be our new

and youngest news anchor ever.

Because of her and cameraman Sachin Kumar,

today, we're India's number one news channel.

My baby tiger!

Well done, yeah?

The NSG commandos have finally recaptured Nariman House.

Just tell me one thing.

I'm pretty sure I know the answer.

What now?

I knew it.

Breaking news!

The missing Mansi is back!

This calls for a treat.

Be quick. I'm waiting outside.

We now have reports coming in from Bombay General Hospital about Dr. Kaushik Oberoi.

Reports clearly state that he had given preference

to the treatment of the captured terrorist.

Our sources also tell us that these claims will be strictly investigated.

No, man. We've just started talking.

I can't bring up that topic right now.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I know that. Yeah.

Yeah, I know that. Okay.

Okay, bye. Bye.

The media circus continues!

INVESTIGATION TO BE CONDUCTED INTO THE ACTIONS OF DR. KAUSHIK OBEROI

What was Sahil saying?

-Coffee. -Thank you.

Nothing. The same old thing.

Ellora's rules and regulations will be really suffocating for me.

I won't be able to handle it.

What rubbish?

What kind of a friend is he?

He should be encouraging you.

I mean, better facilities. Better hours!

What's not to love?

How long are you gonna toil like a laborer?

I mean, you're the best doctor at Bombay General Hospital!

The very best!

But at what cost?

And to the best of that dump?

Who cares?

That!

That is the look I was hoping for, Oberoi!

Do you really think

that I don't know how much you enjoy

these zero means and impossible situations?

You put everything on the line

to become Bombay General Hospital's top surgeon.

And these tags

"Best" and "Top" and "No one like him"

you won't be able to survive without these tags.

They're like dopamine for your body.

-Ananya-- -That's enough.

No more discussion.

Just don't leave me alone again.

It's difficult for me to manage things without you.

Ananya...

the thing you said about dopamine...

that's completely inaccurate in medical terms.

Come here.

You'll have to register yourself before you go in.

Please, let me in.

No, that's not allowed.

Ms. Diya...

the security guard told me you're here.

You are a strong girl, my child.

Thank you, Mrs. Cherian, but...

I...

have a small request.

Tell me.

Trainee Parekh.

Trainee Parekh!

Report to Chief of Casualty!

Go and wait for him with your friends.

Go on!

Listen...

the registration is compulsory.

The cops are tracking the movement in and out of the hospital.

We have a terrorist in our hospital.

This feels like nothing ever happened.

The same chaos.

The same crowd.

Things have changed.

There's no special chair for "Ms. Diya."

We were about to start something beautiful and they ruined it.

Let's do one thing.

Let's start over.

Let's do it the right way.

Alright?

Hi.

I'm Ahaan Mirza.

Dr. Ajawale.

Sujata Ajawale.

And I am Kaushik Oberoi.

Newly reinstated Chief of Trauma Surgery.

You can go to the X-ray department. They'll handle it.

What?

Now, till the day Subramaniam suspends me or the cops arrest me,

you guys are stuck with me.

Where's Parekh?

Sir, we don't know.

Cherian!

Yes, sir.

Have you seen Parekh?

She must be registering herself.

She didn't know about the new registration system

we have in place because of the terrorist.

Okay.

But she should've been back by this time.

Cherian wants to know

why it's taking you so long to get back from registration.

She's not happy.

Let's get back to work, Parekh.

You almost missed my speech.

Your mom would've been really proud of you today.

Oberoi!

Das!

Come join us.

For?

I'm going to make my annual speech.

Annual speech?

Yes!

You scare off the trainees every week. Then, the new ones come in

and you start your speech.

I won't be able to scare these ones off.

They're different!

Oh, yeah?

We have more than 100 cases each day.

It could be anything from a high fever to a gunshot.

I'm sure you guys have realized the speed we need to function at.

This is Bombay General Hospital.

Talk less, work more!

Cherian!

Where is Cherian?