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Sarju, yes.

Pull back, pull.

Release.

Oh, dear!

Oh, Sarju,

how will you defend us, huh?

Oh, Sarju,

how will you defend us, huh?

Setu Lam, one room. Pullappa, taking one room.

Uh, yes, yes. Yes, black bag.

Pullappa?

Come on.

-Stop, stop. -Stop, stop, stop.

-Farhad? -Yes, sir?

I'm anxious.

The leaves?

I need the leaves.

What are you doing?

-Sir, you can't eat now. -Let him eat.

Excuse me, he can't have anything before the surgery.

You don't teach us what to do, what not to do. Okay?

He can't eat now.

-You just stay away. -Farhad.

-Who's he? -Do you know who he is?

Farhad!

You're talking to a doctor.

He is just nervous. Listen, can you just--

He can't have anything before the surgery.

I understand.

I'm not taking any responsibility.

I'll speak to Dr. Markovic. I'll sign the consent form.

But can we just, please, just take him inside?

-Okay, fine. -Thank you.

Let's go.

Let's do it.

Yeah. Let's just do it.

-Sir. -Let's do it as soon as possible.

Zameer?

Greetings.

I'll just call you back.

-This is the one? -Yes.

-The one who offed Raghu Pahan? -Yes.

Ali.

Did you get your money?

Yes, I got the money.

When do we meet Bhatta?

-In two days. -Oh.

He's just out of surgery.

But the doctor has recommended

taking a walk daily, starting the day after tomorrow.

On the roof, for 15 minutes.

That's our only opportunity.

One more thing.

This here is Farhad.

Bhatta's main guy.

Maybe his illegitimate son.

He handles all of Bhatta's security.

He is your only threat.

Ensure that there are no mistakes.

If Bhatta saves his skin,

then you and your family will be stripped of theirs.

Boss, you don't need to worry about that.

Bhatta will not get away.

We have a champion here.

I will not be able to use this.

Why?

This is not my bow.

What... Come here.

-What are you saying? -This isn't my bow.

What are you talking about?

If you want to kill Bhatta, you will have to use this.

-How do I use this? -How...

Wait.

-Zameer... -Hmm?

He asking for his old bow and arrow.

The one for the competition will do.

He doesn't know how to use this bow.

Then tell him to learn.

This is an assassination. Not a competition.

What he uses for the competition

won't get anywhere near Bhatta.

Of course. I told him that. I'll tell him again.

You'll get us both killed.

At least try it.

How?

We have two days.

This is not my bow!

Then learn it!

How will I use it?

Look over there.

If you are there, and that's where Bhatta is.

This one has the reach.

Yours doesn't.

Get it? You get it now?

-Ali. -Sir.

-Teach him. -Yes, sir.

Will he be able to do it?

I... I think he will...

Here we go. Let's start with this.

Hello, sir.

Hmm.

Your name?

Dr. Sanghamitra Das.

Sir.

Yes.

Do you know him?

He is one of the Dhegohaatis.

Sarju.

Maybe. I don't know his name.

-Where is he now? -How should I know?

Really?

The last time I saw him was at the camp.

After which there was firing.

A great many tribals were killed.

He could be one of them.

As for the rest, I don't know where they are either.

Do you all check social media?

Not me, him...

I uploaded a video on social media,

where I described all the details of the attack.

Of course, no action was taken.

Still, I can send it to you if you like.

Tell me your number or email address.

Show her.

This is Sarju, right?

I don't even know who this is.

But you're talking to him here.

Yes.

Because our national team was going to an international event.

And, coincidentally, I was at the airport too.

So, I wished him my best for the event.

Was that a crime?

-No, no, not a crime... -Not at all.

Take it.

You were at the airport. To drop somebody off?

No.

I like going to the airport.

When I was little, I used to go with my father.

I used to like watching planes land and take off.

Is that a problem as well?

Why are you trying to protect Sarju?

You know Sarju, right?

You know where he is right now, right?

And who he plans to kill as Setu Lam?

Look, sir,

I have no idea what you're talking about.

But if your words carry any truth,

then think about it yourself.

A tribal boy who was happy in his jungle for so many years...

why would he leave his home and his family to kill someone?

Unless he wasn't given a choice.

A powerful and influential man

is uprooting them from their own home in the jungle,

is killing them.

If someone oppressed your family like that,

then what would you do?

Look, I have told you whatever I know.

Now please let me go.

If you want to arrest me, then go ahead.

Now raise your hand,

find your grip, stretch your bow.

-Look into the bow sight. -Hmm.

-And aim. -Right...

-You need to keep your bow straight. -The Special Crime guy?

-The one with the puppy. -Let's try again.

-Yes, Aditya. -Let's try again.

Mr. Pullappa, I'm worried about him landing up there.

Keep your elbow and bow relaxed.

Come. Let's try again.

-Madam, please be vigilant. -You be careful as well.

Take care.

You need to watch your breathing.

Keep your elbow straight.

-You go. -Okay, sir.

You're getting the hang of it.

It'll take time.

We have plenty of time... two whole days.

Sanghamitra madam called.

She says hello.

Meaning she asked about you.

How is she?

She said you were a magician.

She said,

"With the bow and arrow in his hand,

he is Eros personified."

The God of love? Like Cupid?

She's a nice girl.

You like her too, right?

Hmm?

She's not from the jungle.

Lovely.

Yes, of course. Dad.

For you.

-Hello? -Where is your phone?

It's on silent mode.

Phone calls would disturb all these arrangements you have made for me.

We wouldn't want that, would we?

Do you like it?

I'm loving it.

But looking forward to coming and meeting you.

-Thank you, Kala. -Don't say thank you to me.

I feel like, if I die when you are with me,

then it would be unfair to life itself.

-Come on, Reuben. -I mean it.

Also, Reuben, what was that you sent me?

Very interesting-looking sculpture.

Hmm.

Just warming you up for some great gift coming your way.

Good morning, Mr. Reuben, and how are we today?

I'll call you back.

-Ready to go back home. -For your wife's birthday?

-Yes. -Yes, you can. But after two days.

-Sure? -Yes, very sure.

Oh, so play on, play on.

-What is this? -This is the Protector of the Jungle,

revered by the tribals as their God.

Interesting.

Ma'am,

it is considered bad luck to keep it at home.

Meera, it's a gift.

This city was once a jungle.

Right?

Yes.

When the animals started living in houses,

the jungle was done for.

Yes, boss?

Langda Tyagi, Bhatta will have to be killed tomorrow.

The day after he goes home. Can it be done?

Yes, boss. Okay.

This Zameer is also up my ass about it.

Let's go. We'll get there by tomorrow morning.

We need to finish the job and get back by tomorrow night anyhow.

No, no.

But we have two more days.

No, we don't.

Meaning?

The oldie

goes back home the day after tomorrow.

Killing him there will be impossible.

But I need more time to practice.

Then practice.

Forget this, leave it.

But...

Sarju, look.

He isn't my father's servant, right?

He can do what he wants.

If he wants to go back home a day earlier, what can I do?

Shall I present him before you?

So that you can pierce him with an arrow?

For God's sake.

We gotta do what we gotta do.

Understand?

Come on.

And we are here, International Archery Competition.

We are witnessing a terrific start in this competition.

And we have Emin Guliyev of Azerbaijan

against Setu Lam of India.

Can Setu Lam hit the bulls-eye?

India has just lost all its hope.

Sir, it's the same tribal guy.

He is currently in Azerbaijan.

Georgia is pretty close from there.

And Bhatta is in Georgia.

I'm sure he lost on purpose so that he can go to Georgia.

Sir, do I have permission

to go after Sarju/Setu Lam?

Hello?

Okay.

Sir.

He isn't at the hotel.

He should be there between 10 to 10:30.

Got it?

There.

The oldie will come to that roof.

You will only have 15 minutes. You cannot miss.

Got it?

And the next archer is from Team Argentina.

Give him a big hand, ladies and gentlemen...

Yes?

You sure?

What's the name of the hospital?

Message it to me. Yes.

Sir,

he isn't here either.

He's gone to Georgia because that's where Bhatta is.

Find out when the next flight to Georgia is.

Guys, take him inside.

Sir, you cannot wait here. Please go inside.

-What happened? -Please go. I'll tell you.

Faster, faster!

What was that?

Farhad, what was that?

Sir, we just got word...

that tribal may be here.

What?

-The Dhegohaati? -Yes, sir.

Our authorities received intel from the Indian authorities.

You cannot leave from here. It's very risky.

I am going home, Farhad.

-Sir, please understand-- -Shut up!

My name is Reuben Bhatta.

I will not hide from a tribal in a Georgian hospital

like a trapped rat.

-Why are you being so stubborn? -What?

For once in your life, why can't you just liste--

Just quiet!

-Sir-- -Make arrangements.

How I get home, that's your responsibility.

I will go home today. Make the arrangements.

What happened? Huh? How did it go?

I missed. He got away.

Motherfucker! How?

-How? -Yeah.

How? You think this is a toy?

I told you I needed more time to practice!

Now what if he kills my people in retaliation?

What if he kills my people in retaliation? Huh?

What if?

What if?

Whenever he gets to your village, that is.

If he gets away,

then what happens to me and my family?

Huh? Do you have any idea?

They're calling. What am I supposed to say to them?

Hello, boss.

So, cripple, what happened?

Greetings, boss.

Save your greetings, fuckface. Tell me how he got away.

-It couldn't be done, boss. -Why the hell not?

He was on the mark, ready with the bow for half an hour,

but Bhatta's security had surrounded him,

so what could this poor guy do?

Sorry, boss.

Okay, listen. You have one more chance.

-Bhatta is going home. -Oh?

There are no flights, so he's taking a fast train.

-He'll leave in three hours. -Yes.

-I'll send you the details. -Yes, boss.

This is your last chance. The job needs to be finished then.

Yes, yes, boss! It'll be done. For sure. Get up. Get up.

We have one more chance. Get up.

Come on.

We have another opportunity.

In three hours, they're taking Bhatta someplace in a fast train.

I will get there straightaway.

Can you do the job with this bow?

We will leave from here in four bulletproof cars.

Before Mr. Bhatta reaches the station,

one team would have already swept it thoroughly.

Snipers will be positioned at various vantage points around the station.

Every passenger getting on the train will be checked and vetted.

If anyone seems even a little suspicious, then they will be shot.

Remember, we are on the lookout for a tall, dusky tribal.

He is dangerous and ferocious.

To get to the platform,

we will use a secure entrance that is closed to the public.

He might come in disguise,

which is why there will be special officers assigned for women.

Four coaches in the train will be reserved for our team only.

Ali, Hasan, all good?

There is only one way he can kill Mr. Bhatta.

He will need to enter the coach with Mr. Bhatta in it.

And, if he tries that, then he's dead.

Hello?

Yes?

Where?

Yes, yes.

Can we go to the station, fast?

Okay, okay.

Bhatta has left the hospital.

He's taking the train home.

-Sir, you okay? -Yup.

If you need anything, Ali and Hasan are right here.

Sure.

Some whiskey.

Whiskey?

So much stress isn't good, son.

Nothing will happen to me.

Sarju.

Stay ready.

I will tell you what to do next.

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

Are you listening?

The entire world is celebrating your birthday, my dear.

Reuben, you're incorrigible.

Hey.

Hello.

Happy birthday.

[mouths] Mom.

-Have a great day. -Thank you.

Happy birthday, my love.

See you soon.

What's wrong?

Are you stressed that this demon isn't dead yet?

Do you really think I want you to die?

You don't look happy to see me alive either.

Fifty years, premium, limited edition.

US$1,700 per bottle.

Want some?

US$1,700.

All it will do is make my head spin.

As will a bottle that costs US$50-100.

I'm happy with the latter.

Like my mother.

Ordinary.

Your definition and understanding of ordinary

is very different from what ordinary actually means.

Because you have never seen ordinary.

I have.

The ordinary life is not an easy one.

I have sacrificed everything

to give you the option to stand in front of me

and cuss at me,

call me a monster,

tell me that I disgust you.

But you did not even deign to ask me

whether I wanted this life or not.

Why would I have asked?

Were you capable of understanding?

Are you capable of understanding?

Nope.

If you were, then you would've got out

and lived a life on your own terms.

Why haven't you gotten out yet, Goldie?

Because I love you, Dad.

Maybe as much as

Mom loved you.

But...

she learnt.

She learnt to hate you.

And I will learn too.

Excuse me.

Open the door!

Open the door!

I said open the door!

There is a door locked in that compartment

-It's not opening. -What?

Open the door!

Sir, the train has left.

Where does it stop before Casila?

Hey, open the door.

Four fingers means four compartments.

Meaning he is in the fourth compartment.

Got it, Sarju?

This is our last chance.

Hurry up.

Stay back.

There's no one here.

What's that noise?

Sir, we are about to overtake the slow train going to Casila.

Fuck! He's on that train!

Get the boss out of there!

Move sir from the window. Move, move, move!

Father!

Sir, sir, you have to move.

Sir, please come to this side, sir.

We are overtaking a train, sir.