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Please hurry up otherwise it won't be a surprise.

Okay, thank you.

Yeah...

Okay, bye.

What are you up to?

What am I up to? Putting up this 'happy birthday'.

Please hurry up.

-Please. -Yes, boss.

-Yes... -Thank you.

Simone, may I?

Not yet, Om. It's for everyone.

-I can't... -Just a small piece.

You won't spare anything for the kids.

Where is Sameer?

He must be stuck in the traffic.

He's already on his way.

Does the cake look okay, right Ash?

What flavour's that cake?

It's butterscotch. Is that okay?

Butterscotch, yuck!

It's too late now.

Mr. Joshi... stop hogging the biscuits.

It's a surprise.

If there's no biscuits, there's no surprise.

Siddharth's here.

About time.

Hello, guys.

Welcome. Welcome. Welcome. Come on, fast-fast.

-She's panicking. Come on. -Yeah sure.

Come on, hurry up guys.

The school bus will be here any minute.

One second, Om. We're just bringing out

-the cake. -There we go.

Hello.

It's all set.

Guys, let's get a selfie.

-Come on. Joshi. -Come on.

-Come on. -Ready?

Joshi!

Okay, come on hide.

-Go, go, go -Come on.

Come on, Mrinal.

Please don't come out.

-You stay there, okay. -Okay.

-Don't worry. -Where is Mrinal?

He is here.

-You hide over there. -Okay, I'm going.

-Joshi. -I'm here.

Everyone's hiding.

-Happy? -Yes.

Whose phone is it?

Turn off the phone. Or the surprise will be ruined.

Where is my phone?

Again. Go get it.

I'll get it. One minute.

Whose phone is it now?

Even you didn't turn off your phone.

-One sec. One sec. -Turn it off.

Om, Ranjh here. Listen to me carefully.

I'm at Guilding Public School.

Where are you guys going?

Mr. Joshi.

Mr. Joshi.

Om.

Hello.

Ashwini, I'm so sorry.

The right-wing conservative government in power,

hardened its stance on immigration,

with the passing of the Anti-Immigration law

six months ago.

This has increasingly led to widespread unemployment,

poverty, displacement and discontent.

While many credit Home Secretary Sara Jones,

for ensuring that the bill was passed.

The most influential advocate of the law,

has been media tycoon Mr. Amar Roy.

The anti-immigration law has led to distrust against immigrants.

which has translated into social and economic ostracization.

Yeah.

In other news, protest against the Anti-Immigration law,

continue in various parts of the city.

Most notably in front of the home ministry,

and the police headquarters.

The frustration against the controversial Anti-Immigration law,

has multiplied in the light of the disappearing immigrant youth.

The London Metro police has been unable to keep up,

with the increasing cases of...

Where are our brothers and sisters?

Where have you hid them?

We are also a part of this country. We need equal rights.

We've been loyal to this country for many years.

This is not what we deserve.

We helped making this country better.

So make it a better place for us to live.

Is that too much to ask for?

Morning, sir.

Morning.

Is it really too much to ask for?

Don't we deserve our rights?

-Good morning, sir. -Morning, morning.

-Morning, sir. -Morning... morning.

Mr. Roy, this is detective Om Singh.

Om, you of course know who this is.

Yes, of course.

The owner of BBS Media Network,

and the Anti-Immigration...

Bill pusher.

No, I...

I actually didn't mean it like that.

I mean crime has increased in London,

especially in the pockets that has large immigrant population.

So...

the city needed to be cleaned up, and...

The bill is fair.

Is he good?

I've known him from my academy days, sir.

He'll definitely find your daughter.

Om, Mr. Roy's daughter Maya,

has been missing since the August 24.

He last met her for lunch,

at the restaurant of the La Porte hotel.

After that, he went to his hotel room,

and that was her last known location.

And there hasn't even been any ransom calls, in the past 48-hours, Right sir?

No.

Go easy.

Before leaving, did she tell you where she was headed?

No.

Do you often stay in hotels?

Occasionally.

If you don't mind, can you tell me why?

I need the space.

Isn't there 'space' in the Roy mansion?

What he's trying to say sir,

why stay in hotels when you've got too much space at home.

It's a mere formality.

Because I can.

Sure.

Your daughter? Student?

Queen's College.

Queen's College. Fantastic.

Any friends we can talk to?

Her roommate Carol.

Carol.

Roommate?

She stays on campus?

Hostel.

Hostel?

Hmm. Okay.

Right... Okay.

Does she support the bill?

I... mean, I just want to understand...

A daughter will always support the father, right?

She must have immigrant friends, who could be upset.

The Roys are tough and so is Maya.

Mr. Roy, do you think,

you're responsible for your daughter disappearing?

I mean she could've upset a lot of immigrants.

-It could be a retaliation... -That's enough.

Mr. Roy, sir...

-Come on, Om. -I'm so sorry I upset you.

Are you a father?

It's just routine questioning, sir.

Are you a father?

God forbid if someone takes your child away,

maybe that will make you realise how a father feels.

So to answer your fucking question,

yes, I'm upset.

My daughter's gone missing,

and this joker's asking me what I do in hotels.

Do your job and find my daughter.

Mr. Roy.

Mr. Roy, sir...

Sir, please.

What have you done?

-It's not a homicide case. -So?

It's not for me.

It's a high profile case. Just do it.

After all that has happened,

a clean image in the media could help you.

Come on, you know what I'm saying.

Good.

And listen...

Happy birthday.

Yeah...

thank you.

Hey!

Missing girl's name is Maya Roy. Last seen at La Porte hotel.

Rishi, get on it.

Wait, what?

What?

I can't start a new...

Who put me with you?

Go, ask Ranjh yourself.

La Porte hotel's CCTV footage of seven days before she went missing.

And Maya's social media footprint. I need everything.

I'll get on it right now.

-You'll have it as soon as possible. -Good, good, good.

Catherine.

Can you call in all immigrants with recent history of crime?

Why immigrants?

Yeah, why immigrants?

Because her father is the bill pusher.

His words, not mine.

Okay, I'll get on it.

Maya.

Maya, come down quickly.

-Morning. -Morning.

Maya, no phones on the table, please.

You know papa hates it.

Dad.

Hmm...

There's this music festival.

All my friends are going.

Hmm...

Where is it happening?

Brighton

It's going to be an intimate event.

Not safe.

It never is, right?

Maya, you know your father gets attacked by immigrants every other day.

Dad can go and stay in hotels whenever he wants to.

But I can't go out for a single trip with my friends?

-Maya. -Maya.

You will not raise your voice when you talk to your mother.

You can do whatever you feel like, but post your graduation.

Till then you have to listen to your mother.

That bill is not my fault.

Maya.

Maya, at least finish your breakfast.

Maya!

He killed my son!

Hi, Carol Archer?

Yeah.

This is the room.

Is this her desk?

Both of us.

Did she have any boyfriends?

Not that I know of.

Do you think she ran away? With her lover?

Just ruling out all possibilities.

Is this yours?

No, it's Maya's.

What is it?

I don't know.

So you two were close, huh.

Not really. We're just roommates.

When was the last time you spoke with her?

Two days... before we realised she was missing.

She had gone to meet her father.

Did find anything odd about her behaviour.

She's a quiet one.

Meaning.

I don't know.

Maybe she was going through something.

Do you know what this is?

It's always on her waist.

Damn.

Never noticed it before.

Okay. I'll be taking this.

Disgusting wallpaper.

Do all rooms have this wallpaper?

Unfortunately.

Hey... What the heck?

"Only after absolute chaos comes absolute silence."

Do you know anything about this?

I... I didn't know it existed.

Why did you lie to me?

Go on.

I went to see him with Maya.

He booked a room for her.

'We had dinner in the restaurant of the hotel.'

Ohh, I forgot, Mr. Roy.

Congratulations on your new channel logo?

Dad, how many immigrants are regular viewers of your channel?

What do you mean?

I was reading on social media,

and they think you're backstabbing them.

That's the problem with your generation.

Everything is about increasing your social media following.

Everyone wants to start a cult.

Bloody goddamn narcissists in this country.

So the immigrants who are fighting for their rights,

even they are narcissists?

These are basic rights, papa.

Right to assembly, right to faith, right to equality.

And these are being breached by the law.

If you think it's such a big problem,

then what are you doing about it?

Either go all the way or go home,

and don't talk about it.

Because I've heard enough of this horse shit.

That explains why mom is the way she is.

Excuse me?

Nothing.

Are you coming?

Yeah.

Goodnight.

'Amar came to check on Maya.'

'She was fast asleep.'

Drinking alone?

Then

he asked if I'd like to join him for a drink.

I don't remember the details of that night.

But the next morning,

I...

I couldn't bear to look at her. I just left!

I left in a hurry!

It was that.

Did you tell Maya about this?

Yeah.

You did?

Yeah.

She knew?

What have I done?

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

So you didn't go home at all last night?

Hey... good morning.

That idiot

left the hard drive on my desktop, and

someone had to go through it.

So did you find anything?

Amar Roy. He's been sleeping with his daughter's best friend.

Carol?

I guess you were right then.

Yup. A dirty old motherfucker.

Right about what?

Amar. Amar Roy.

What did I say?

Well you didn't?

I thought you did.

You know that asshole...

He was trying to teach me what it means to lose a child.

What does that mean?

Never mind.

Come. Come, sit down.

-What is it? -I want to show you something.

Come on.

-What is it? -Sit down!

Yeah...

No...

-Happy birthday to you. -No, no... Catherine, please don't sing.

That's awful.

-Happy birthday to you. -This is awfully embarrassing.

I am sorry, but it's a day late.

But better late than never.

I need to borrow your lighter.

Think carefully about your wish.

What time did Amar leave the hotel?

Can you please focus?

What did you wish for?

Well, It didn't come true.

Rishi.

Yeah, Rishi. Tell me.

Sir, a body's been found,

at the lake behind hotel La Porte.

-We got to go. -What?

Om!

Om!

Maya?

Let's get a DNA match.