Strange, she was.
Shrouded, like a sin.
Obvious, like a sacred deed.
And sometimes, illogical like fate.
She had a habit of tugging at the sleeves of her pullover
and hiding her fingers under the knitted webs of the wool.
She always sneezed thrice in a row.
The crevice in between her collarbones...
housed a beautiful mole.
However, there was another mole in our lives.
A mole that neither I
nor Octopus saw coming.
No.
-Madam, this isn't allowed inside. -Madam, this isn't allowed inside.
Then I won't go inside either.
Heena!
Happy birthday, Mirza Sahib!
You're looking beautiful.
Liar!
No, it's true.
I'm so sorry.
Your guards have screwed up the gift wrap.
I'm sorry.
I promise, I will kill all of them.
Salaam alaikum.
Walaikum salaam.
Please come.
Hello, sir.
-Two whiskeys on the rocks. -Sure, sir.
Wow!
This… This is my favorite perfume.
How did you know?
This lovely fragrance has resided in my heart for a long time now.
Liar!
Bigger liar!
Excuse me, sir.
I'm sorry.
I have to take this.
-Hello? -Your whiskey on the rocks, ma'am.
Excuse me.
You're already using a perfume.
Maybe you should use this later.
And die alone?
If I use this perfume right now,
we die together.
Am I right?
Octopus!
What's wrong?
The party isn't over yet.
Music!
Enjoy! Enjoy!
Take this.
Mr. Handa, any update?
KM, you're still here?
Leave me, Kutty!
-KM, just stop! He'll die. Stop it! -Kutty!
Leave me, Kutty! I'm telling you!
KM! Hey! Handa!
Handa, what happened?
-Take him to the dispensary. Quick. -Okay.
KM, what the hell do you think you're doing?
You killed her.
You…
Jeev sir, there's a bad news.
It's not me.
It's you who killed her.
Ma'am, a girl's here for a walk-in interview.
Tell her I'm busy.
She said, "If she tells you she's busy, tell her,
'What's wrong with you, my foolish heart?'"
Please wait here.
Thank you.
Salaam alaikum.
I want to work for you.
Sorry?
I have connections everywhere.
NSI. Jamat.
I think you're mistaken.
I'm a counselor.
I know who you are…
Krishna Mehra.
But in our world…
KM.
Smart. "Krishna Mehra is KM."
Shabbir told me you're not stingy like the previous officer.
You pay well.
I don't know a Shabbir.
Well, he isn't really Shabbir anyway.
He definitely didn't give you his real name.
Will you?
Heena.
Heena Rehman.
I work with the accounts department at NSI.
Okay, Heena.
Heena Rehman.
Nice meeting you.
It contains Brigadier Mirza's movement schedule for the next 15 days.
I know you're following him.
Sorry.
I somehow always sneeze thrice.
Wanna frisk me?
Why are you doing this?
I hate Mirza.
He wants to take us back to the Stone Age.
He's an ISI puppet.
And?
I need money, for my father's treatment.
I can't recruit you.
Why?
We're not supposed to trust walk-ins.
But do you have a choice?
Do you?
Many.
"Many"?
Mirza's going after your men,
and you're sitting on the sidelines.
Remember the 814 hijack?
If Delhi doesn't respond soon,
you'll lose your men to Beijing.
I have three replies.
You just need to ask the right question…
KM.
Police officials are investigating
what seems to be a coordinated triple blast
in the offices of Jamat in Dhaka, Chittagong, and Rajshahi.
As the video shows, this entire building in Dhaka has been demolished
and the exact number of casualties are unknown.
Even though initial estimates…
Did you like my hat-trick?
Now will you recruit me, KM?
I'm not home.
Well, you are. You're just not in your body.
KM, I need you.
Really?
You're the only one I trust.
Bullshit!
You fucking sent her on a suicide mission…
No.
…and didn't tell me?
KM, this wasn't a suicide mission.
We had an evacuation plan in place.
But somebody betrayed us.
We have a mole in the agency.
Ravi Mohan.
He's our prime suspect.
We noticed in our routine surveillance
that his lifestyle doesn't match his income.
To confirm our doubt,
we bypassed all the rules and norms of the agency
and decided to bug his office.
Good morning, sir.
And unfortunately, we were right.
He makes photocopies of the agency's top-secret documents
and takes them out of his office.
Good night, sir!
Bye!
We kept the family also under surveillance.
Charu, I'm leaving, sweetheart.
Don't forget your umbrella!
Yeah, I've got it.
We suspect his wife is an accomplice.
And she could be his courier as well.
-Were you fighting in school? -No, not me…
She regularly takes her son swimming at the Zaire Club after school.
Zaire Club, which is always full of foreign diplomats.
It's an ideal place for delivery.
She's quite friendly,
especially with the diplomats of the Pakistani embassy.
The day before Operation Octopus, Ravi went to a shady theater in Paharganj.
Wow! This is from The Metric, right?
-You mean The Matrix? -Shut up!
Ms. Chandni-- Sorry.
I can throw him out of class if you wish.
No, thank you. I'll…
Triple two, triple seven, double three, eight.
Yeah, Mom.
How are you?
-Yeah. -Double three,
three, eight, triple five, double two.
Yeah.
Yeah…
-Bye. -Yeah.
Yeah, Damini's alright.
All right.
Yeah, I'll see you soon, Mom.
Hey! Pay up!
-Hey! -What the…
-Call for an ambulance… -Brother!
Should we call for an ambulance?
-Was he with you? -Do you know him?
The message was coded.
By the time we decoded it,
it was too late.
What was the message?
"Perfume bottle."
Why haven't you arrested him yet?
Come on, KM.
Ravi's just a puppet.
Just a pawn.
And in our game,
the puppeteer is more important than the puppet.
There are many officers in the agency.
Why me?
I owe you this opportunity.
"Opportunity"?
Now?
For what?
To avenge Octopus.
Power can corrupt an angel.
And absolute power will corrupt him absolutely.
Right now,
he's just an egg of a venomous snake.
He will strike if he's let into this world.
So, before he gets out of his hole,
we must crush him!
Hey, he's here!
-Hey, congratulations! -Thank you.
-Well done, son. -Thank you, sir.
I'm so proud of you!
Viku!
Hey!
Is the play over?
You know what?
Draping a bloody sari, it takes a lifetime.
And then, I had to deal with a flat tire.
I got the watchman to change the tire,
broke every signal I possibly could, and crash-landed at this venue.
And I was just ten minutes late!
But they didn't let me in.
So sorry, Viku!
It's okay, Ma.
I'll go get changed.
You learned how to drape a sari?
Not at all!
So?
An auntie from the neighborhood helped me.
I didn't know…
you are into older women now.
Shut up.
Ma, that's enough.
-Some more. -No, no. I'm full!
-All right. -Please…
Okay.
You look so beautiful in a sari, Ma.
You should wear it more often.
-Yup. -Okay.
So, Dad, tell me one thing.
How could you let go of such a beauty?
Made a mistake, buddy.
Who did?
I need to go.
At least finish your food?
It's really important, Shashank. I need to go to the office.
On a Sunday?
On a Sunday!
Sorry.
Sorry!
Next-to-next Sunday,
this will be the last time I'll be playing Brutus.
-So, don't make any excuses. -No.
-Sure? -Sure! I promise!
Are you sure?
-Don't be late, Ma. Please! -Thousand percent!
-Everyone's here? -Yes, ma'am.
Sorry, sir.
In disguise?
Family dinner.
We've got permission to bug his house.
You will run the mission.
What should we call it?
Brutus.
"Brutus"?
Okay.
Operation Brutus will start tonight.
Let's get going.
How much, brother?
Three…
Seventy rupees.
Seventy.
I don't have the change, you can get some curd tomorrow.
Portia has left the building.
But Julius Caesar isn't here yet.
-You're late, Paaji. -Yeah, whatever.
What's the time?
Don't you have a watch?
We've been waiting for ten minutes.
So?
It's okay, Paaji.
No, it's not!
I was on leave! I informed everyone three months ago.
My daughter's come home all the way from America!
We had organized a prayer meet for my granddaughter at the Gurudwara!
I had to leave halfway through!
-Paaji, we don't have the time to fight. -Come on, everyone.
How was your day?!
-Hey! You're running a fever! -Fever?
No swimming today. Come on.
-No, Mommy! -No!
-Kutty sir, Portia! -What?
KM, Portia's back.
Oh, fuck!
She's back.
Hurry up!
Everyone, hurry up!
Jubin, are you done?
Leave. Come on! Hurry up!
And you had jumped into the swimming pool as well!
Right after having ice cream!
Hey!
Why are you so slow?
-What are you doing there? -Kunal, wait a minute.
Jubin, drop it. Leave.
You leave! Leave!
Sorry!
Mom, I want ice cream again!
Be careful!
And no ice cream.
Mommy, open the door!
Please!
Hey, Kunal!
Wait-- Come here.
What's wrong with you?
KM!
What's up, Uncle? Good morning!
Kunal!
Kunal, your tiffin is ready!
Kunal!
Didi, he's in the bedroom.
And I was running through the corridor!
-Kunal! -And then--
-And then… -Then?
Before those three could get to their guns, I just…
And I got back to Delhi the same night, to see you.
Even today, people in Islamabad…
are looking for Masqoor Ali!
-Kunu, time to go. Come on! -Come on.
-Your bus is here. -Come on.
Go on.
Let's go.
-Bye! -It's time!
His inhaler!
Hey, tiger! Go on. I'm coming.
Brutus leaving.
-I'm at the base. You can cover him. -Copy.
KABIR SAYS
One minute.
I'll follow them to the Satsang.
Yeah, you need it.
O' Sage!
Colored isn't the Sage's heart
Colored isn't his heart
But colored are the Sage's clothes
Pierced are his ears And long are his tresses!
Long is his beard like that of a goat
But colored isn't his heart Colored are the Sage's clothes
But colored isn't his heart Colored are the Sage's clothes…
Kabir says, "We try to reach God through external thoughts and actions,
rather than opening our minds."
"We color our clothes,
we pray to stone,
we try and turn away from lust."
"All this is useless!"
"Futile!"
"The mind must be open!"
-All hail… -Yaara ji!
Bless you, Lalita!
All well?
It's been good thanks to your blessings, Yaara ji.
How's the diabetes?
Forget about the how, Yaara ji. Ask me where it is.
The doctor just couldn't believe the report!
You've worked a miracle, Yaara ji!
I did nothing, Lalita!
It's all about meditation.
-Yes. -Never stop that, all right?
No way.
And…
Anulom Vilom.
If you keep doing it regularly,
you'll scare all the diseases away!
How is my scoundrel?
Has he started meditating yet?
He's really busy with work, Yaara ji.
But he really keeps your picture close to his heart.
He does pray to you every day.
Pictures and prayers are futile, Lalita.
In an asana
Sits he in a temple
Leaving the soul behind Prays he to a stone
Colored isn't his heart But colored are the Sage's clothes
See?
-The mountain of files. -God!
Looks like he's in the mood to photocopy the whole bloody office.
Zoom in, Kutty. Here.
I can't read it. Just rotate.
Fuck!
Hi, ma'am.
Where's Ravi?
He's in the garage, ma'am. Parking his car.
He's still in the garage?
-And his wife? -She was on the balcony.
O' my love If you are going to leave anyway
Please stay away
O' my love If you are going to leave anyway
Please stay away
If you're going to just make me cry again
Please stay away
O' my love If you are going to leave anyway
Please stay away
If you're going to…
Just make me cry again
Please stay away
What? You didn't like my singing?
Horrible, you are! So off-key!
Bitch.
Mirza.
What happened?
Nothing.
Your advance.
We'll start training the day after tomorrow.
Training for?
Operation Ghalib.
How long do we need to wait for the crocodile?
Octopus.
Yeah, it's the same. Octopus.
Careful.
-Hello? -May I speak to Heena Rehman?
May I know who's speaking?
I'm calling from her insurance company.
I wanted to discuss her life insurance premium payment.
She hasn't come to work today.
Okay, I'll call again later.
All right.
Who is it?
What are you doing here?!
Have you lost your mind?
How did you find my address?
I don't get paid for selling bakarkhani!
Do you understand?
Why didn't you come to the training?
I think I'm being watched.
Or have you changed your mind?
Who is it?
My friend, Baba. Don't worry.
Which friend? The special friend from Delhi?
That's enough. Shut up.
Old hag.
Operation Ghalib isn't practical.
You guys are rushing it.
Don't you dare…
You don't really trust me, do you?
I don't what?
Trust.
Belief.
Faith.
Are you gonna give me my medicine or shall I go back to sleep?
I'm getting it, Baba. Just give me a minute.
What's he suffering from?
Cancer.
Lung cancer.
Make the rotis.
What have you made?
The map of Bangladesh?
Watch.
Today, I'll teach you how to make rotis.
What did you tell him about me?
Everything.
I haven't told him who you are.
But I've told him…
that you refuse to accept…
who you are.
Come only if you can gently linger…
In my innocent dreams
If you're just going to ruin The little peaceful sleep I get
Please stay away
If you're just going to make me cry again
Please stay away, love…
O' my love…
You!
No, a thief.
Ravi, how did you buy such an expensive necklace?
I bought it at a store.
Ravi?
Where's this money coming from?
I'm spying for another country.
Please.
Those diamond earrings, and now this necklace…
Tell me the truth.
Truth…
The truth is, I led a successful operation.
So?
So, the R&AW chief…
has thousands of crores at his disposal.
I got a reward today.
What was the operation?
That's a secret.
How much did it cost?
That is top secret.
Tell me!
Ravi!
You're home?
Well, yeah.
Sorry.
You wanna gift her the Taj Mahal next?
Drop it, Amma!
Tell me, what do you want?
Files. Did you get them?
I did.
Tell me, what do you want?
Forget about me.
Get some brains for yourself.
Idiot!
When's the delivery?
Tomorrow.
The story makes so much more sense now.
Do you know of Ravi's father?
He was in the army.
Yes, and a middleman for a European arms company after retirement.
As long as he was alive,
he was involved in every single arms deal this country ever made.
She's trained under him.
Sir, should I send a memo to the Afghan desk?
For what?
To change the coordinates of the local assets.
No, no, no.
It'll raise a red flag for his handlers.
-When's the operation? -Sir, next month.
We'll nab him before that.
Your membership.
This operation must end tomorrow.
Fuck!
Where did he get the money from?
That means…
the delivery is complete?
When? How?
We failed, KM.
We failed again.
This can't go on anymore.
We'll all be transferred if this news gets leaked.
It's too much of a risk.
Sack him.
Sir, we need to reach the puppeteer.
-Give me one chance, I'll make sure-- -You're not getting it.
Well, in that case…
I'll leak it myself.
Come on, Jeev.
Are you nuts?
I am.
Sir, it's Ms. Rachael McClane from the US Embassy.
She's here early?
Send her in.
Thank you.
Mishra ji!
Ms. McClane!
I'm so sorry I arrived a little early.
But I really couldn't hold my excitement.
Please, have some laddoos.
Thank you.
-Mr. Wasan, good to see you here. -You too.
Please have some.
What's the occasion?
Should I?
Well, we got the final go-ahead from Washington for the nuclear deal.
It's official.
-That's fantastic! Congratulations! -Yes.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Pause.
He enters the compound at 6:15 p.m.
Play.
Forward.
Stop.
Check the time.
6:20 p.m.
He takes one minute to walk from his car to his home every day.
But on Mondays…
Approximately five minutes.
Yeah, I remember last time he had taken some time to reach home.
Not "some."
Precisely four extra minutes.
Where did he spend those extra four minutes?
Rewind.
Stop.
Increase the volume.
Play.
Stop.
What's that sound?
Come.
There's a small door, between the driveway and the door,
which opens into the garage.
That's the sound of this door.
Ravi takes the stairs to go straight to his home every day.
But only on Mondays, he first goes to the garage,
and then he comes home.
What does he do in the garage for these four minutes?
The answer to this mystery is parked in that garage.
Today's a Sunday.
I need a camera in the garage before he gets home tomorrow.
We'll go in when his wife takes the boy to the club.
The pool's closed on Mondays for cleaning.
She'll be home all day.
Then?
We'll have to take a chance.
I need eyes in the garage.
Electric Corporation.
We're here to check the electric meters.
-Where are they? -They're right here.
-Right here? -Yeah, in the garage.
-There's the meter. -Okay.
-Hello? -Hey, Ma! It's Viku! Where are you?
-At work. -You remember it's play night, right?
Of course!
Don't be late today.
Not at all. In fact, I'm gonna get there way before time.
-See you. -See you.
Oh, hell!
Michael!
What's up, Uncle? How are you?
Ma'am, it's bad.
How bad is it?
She's lying in a pool of blood.
Kutty, what's your status?
Just finished.
Help Michael get Portia out. I'm coming.
KM, please don't!
It's an order, Kutty.
Come on!
-Uncle! -Uncle!
-What happened? Is she all right? -She's bleeding!
-Auto! -I think she slipped on the stairs.
-Get in! -She's bleeding!
Come on! Get in!
Easy. Be careful.
The hospital! Go! It's an emergency!
Hey! Which hospital are you taking her to?
Hello?
My life flashed before my eyes on the way to the hospital.
Do you remember how we met?
At the army mess.
New Year's Eve.
No.
That's what I thought as well.
But today, out of the blue, I saw an image.
I was going to the railway station to pick Amma up.
And you had come to Dehradun from Delhi with Brigadier sir on the same day
on the Shatabdi Express.
You were wearing a…
green top.
Blue jeans.
Hey!
Ravi!
Please!
I'm all right!
Okay?
Hey!
You're talking as if you're at my funeral.
Here you go.
Where is he?
She's innocent, sir.
And I'm stupid.
You almost fucked up the operation.
-She could've died. -So?
The piece of meat beating in our chests, it's a brain, not a heart.
And by the way, I know you send money to Dhaka…
-to Octopus's father. -Jeev!
Come on, we're getting late. Let's go.
You do realize what would happen if the chief finds out, right?
Viku, open the door. Please.
Viks! Vi--
I was in the bathroom, Ma.
How was the show?
The usual. Boring.
Baby…
It was an emergency.
It's always been an emergency, Ma.
Okay, I'm very, very, very sorry!
Aren't you tired of apologizing?
And you know what, Ma?
You're a liar
A big, big liar
Vikram!
What are you saying?
Really?
Okay.
Tell me, where do you work?
Capital Secretariat?
Huh?
What the fuck is Capital Secretariat?
Language, Vikram!
Okay…
So, tell me.
Why did you divorce Dad?
That's none of your business.
Cat got your tongue?
Talk to me only when you have the guts to tell me the truth.
Zoom in, Kutty. Zoom in.
God, you're heavy!
Let's go! Let's go!
Black bike. DL-2134.
The foundation for a historic Indo-US nuclear cooperation deal
has been laid today.
Representatives of both governments are present here today at Vigyan Bhawan.
She learned how to tie a sari!
It's true! I did!
It took me some time, but I…
What says you, milady?
-That was very cheeky. -He's coming.
-Sir. -Sir.
What are you two doing here?
Sir, we found the puppeteer.
And both the puppets.
Both?
This time we took some extra precautions.
This time, our team…
only had the information about the weapon that was to be used in this operation.
The perfume bottle.
Only four people knew about the target, the asset, and the date.
You, me, Chief, and…
And?
PM.
Do you realize what you're implying?
Well, sir, if you're getting it, I sure do.
The CIA have definite intel
that R&AW are planning something big in Dhaka.
We are luring Islamabad to give us Osama bin Laden.
If your operation in any manner offends the ISI, which…
I'm sure it will,
then you indirectly jeopardize our mission.
You have a mole in R&AW?
What?
No, sir!
Oh, my God!
It's CIA who has gifted our assets to ISI in Colombo, Cairo, and Istanbul.
Why betray us?
In exchange for what?
Mishra ji, you are completely mistaken.
The heads of Al-Qaeda's Shura.
The drone attacks.
Since Jamat came to power,
Bangladesh has practically been run by ISI.
Do you have any idea how badly it has hurt India?
Again, sir, I have no clue about any of this.
That's Brigadier Mirza,
with Ibrahim Athar, brother of Maulana Masood Azhar.
Planner of IC 814 hijack.
Let's… Let's meet some other day.
I'm heading out to meet the PM.
Washington will not hesitate
in calling off the nuclear deal with India.
I'm so sorry, Mishra ji.
But I am just the messenger.
The nuclear deal was more important to the country than Brigadier Mirza.
Why didn't you tell us?
We could've saved our asset.
Octopus had to die.
To win Mirza's trust,
the CIA wanted us to sacrifice Octopus.
Excuse me, sir.
Shameful.
Okay.
Half the cross is ready.
Let's catch them red-handed tomorrow.
The puppet and his puppeteer.
Michael?
Your turn.
What's the time?
It's five minutes past my time.
Guess what I've made today?
Hint.
It's nice.
Go on. Freshen up.
Surprise dinner.
Your bad time is about to begin, Mr. Ravi.
Leg piece?
You know it's a Tuesday, right?
Stop your charitable facade.
Well, it's gonna be a Wednesday soon, have it.
What's wrong?
Michael!
Turn the light off. Turn it off.
What are you doing?
Get a few clothes, and whatever you can. Just the important stuff.
Hurry up, Charu.
We're leaving in 15 minutes.
-Where are we going? -I don't know.
What did you do?
Did you kill someone?
Hurry up!
You have the rest of your life to ask these questions.
Ravi, what's happening?
-Who did you kill? -No, I didn't…
Where are we going and when are we coming back?
I don't know. Maybe never.
Get some warm clothes for Kunal. Hurry up!
Just keep an eye on the back balcony!
The embassy's sending a car.
Embassy? Which embassy?
What's going on?
Charu…
Do you love me?
Then trust me.
Start packing.
Please.
Listen to me. Ravi! I have the right to know.
Ravi…
are you betraying your country?
I'm helping America fight against the Taliban.
-Why? -Because…
if the Taliban's kicked out of Afghanistan,
which country is gonna benefit the most?
India!
But the overlords in our great agency just won't get that!
They don't get it. And I tried. I really tried!
I really tried to do it the right way!
But I lost, Charu!
So, yes. I think two steps ahead of this country and that's my crime!
But I'm not a traitor! I'm a fucking patriot!
Now I know.
Those diamond earrings, that necklace, where it all came from.
No, you're getting it wrong…
Please, I'm begging of you.
We don't have the time, love.
Just pack your stuff. Please.
I'll-- I'll explain.
I am a soldier's daughter.
I won't betray my country!
Ever!
Charu, please.
Ravi!
The car's here, son.
Please!
Stop the drama!
Let's go!
Please!
I am not leaving!
All right.
Let her die here.
Just get Kunal.
Come on. Hurry up.
You can't take Kunal!
Please don't take him.
-Just-- -Please, don't do this.
Please don't take Kunal.
Come with us.
I love you.
Kunal!
What-- What the hell are you doing?!
Charu!
Charu! She's bleeding. You're bleeding.
Get up. Please!
Kunal!
-Please listen to me! One minute! -Kunal!
Charu, please! We're not leaving!
-Help! -We're not going anywhere.
-We're not leaving, okay? We're not-- -Help!
Amma!
No--
Amma!
Amma, no!
No--
Amma!
We got this letter yesterday from the UN.
And?
The same answer
that the US Embassy and the rest of the human rights societies gave us.
"We sympathize with your pain, but we can't help you."
Even the most feral creatures lose their minds when their child…
is taken from them.
In the end, I always mess everything up.
Professionally.
Personally.
Everything.
You expect too much out of yourself.
You scrutinize and judge yourself a lot more than you should.
I've known you since college.
You're just running.
You think the sun won't rise if you wake up late.
Or the moon will disappear if you sleep early.
Krishna, just take a pause.
Breathe.
And understand one thing.
You'll die if you quit this job.
Perhaps that's better, Shashank.
I've got nothing to live for anyway.
Bill.
I'll take care of it.
I'll see you in the parking lot.
I need your help.
Excuse me?
Do I know you?
Maybe, a little more than you should.
I'm sorry, I think you're mistaken.
Sorry.
Please!
Please listen to me.
One minute.
Please!
I think I can help you.
He's not just a traitor to me, but to the whole country.
I want my son back.
Please!
Balloons! Get some awesome balloons!
One for five, three for ten, eight for twenty!
Buy some balloons!
Didi, please buy some balloons!
I haven't sold a single balloon all morning.
I'm really hungry! Please, Didi!
Please buy it, Didi!
Please, Didi!
Please.
Didi, balloons!
These could be really useful in America.
Brighter than the sun they once burned
Only to fade, never to return
Brighter than the sun they once burned
Only to fade, never to return
For it’s only the flame of love says Rahim That shall eternally burn
Brighter than the sun…
They once burned
Brighter than the sun they once burned
Only to fade, never to return
For it’s only the flame of love says Rahim
That shall eternally burn
Mend thy ties with thy loved ones
A hundred times if you must
Mend thy ties with thy loved ones
A hundred times if you must
Mend thy ties…
Mend thy ties with thy loved ones A hundred times if you must
Asks Rahim would you give up the pearls
For a mere necklace rust?
The flame burns deep inside
Without a hint of smoke
The flame burns deep inside Without a hint of smoke
The flame burns deep inside
Without a hint of smoke
The flame burns deep inside Without a hint of smoke
Only the heart understands the pain
That hides it deep in a cloak
Rahim says! Rahim says!
Rahim says!
Rahim says! Rahim says!
Rahim says we're trapped
Between a rock and a place hard
The truth won't bring us the world
And the lie won't bring us Ram!
Rahim says!
Rahim says! Rahim says!
Yaara ji!
Help me!
A strange country, stranger people, a different language, a different culture.
It's really tough.
I'm forced to do all the household chores at this age!
All alone!
Look!
I've bruised my fingers doing dishes!
There must be a solution, Yaara ji!
There must be!
Please tell me.
There is, Lalita.
There is.
A solution.
Look.
What?
Maa ji!
Maa ji, please forgive me! Please forgive me!
Yaara ji! Where did she come from?
Maa ji, I knew you could quit breathing,
but you couldn't quit Yaara ji's Satsang!
Maa ji!
Yaara ji!
Yaara ji…
she could be a mole planted by the agency.
She's been living in my ashram for months.
I've done the complete background check.
She's clean.
But, Yaara ji…
Look, Lalita.
If you are questioning your faith,
don't accept it!
Yaara ji?
I've done my bit.
Now ask your fucking bosses to release my accounts.
Jai ho!
Come in, sweetheart.
We realize the value of our country when we come to a foreign land.
Cooking, cleaning, I need to do it all by myself.
Let it be, Maa ji.
I'll do it.
It's time for your nap. Please get some rest.
My naptime?
You remember it?
Listen…
may I say something?
Will you trust me?
Sure.
That night…
I accidentally pulled the trigger of the pistol.
I had no intention of killing you.
I know, Maa ji.
I can die peacefully now.
Maa ji…
curse your enemies with death!
My child!
Where are Ravi and Kunal?
Kunal's meeting the counselor today.
They'll be home soon.
Counselor?
Is he all right?
He will be.
Now that you're here.
Right?
Mom!
Where were you?
Mom!
How are you?
Not okay.
Hey, Sid!
-You always forget your bag! -Yeah.
Thank you.
Let's go. We're running late.
Why? Why didn't you call me?
-I did! It didn't connect! -No!
Were you followed?
-No. -Are you sure, Amma?
Hundred percent sure!
I have to inform the CIA.
-No! No! -I cannot--
No way!
You cannot do that until we get our papers legalized.
The CIA, they're the devils!
They'll obviously deport her,
but they'll also move us to some place like Antigua or Cuba!
Look.
Think about it.
We've been blessed with a maid free of cost!
What?
The Iranian has seen everything!
Are you getting me? He's met her as well.
And he'll tell the CIA if I don't.
He's brought a whole bloody town from Iran.
I'm sure he gets it.
I cannot take a chance.
I cannot!
Ravi, do me a favor,
and do yourself a favor as well!
Look.
-I can't cook and clean anymore. -What the--
We'll get a maid, Amma!
You'll get a maid?
Says the guy who doesn't have two pennies to rub together!
You have no job! You have no money!
And this heartless winter.
Your CIA really is great!
My CIA?
My CIA?!
Whose idea was it to spy for them? Whose?!
You're the reason we've become fugitives!
Really?
It's my fault?
Aren't you forgetting something?
-The parties! -Stop.
-The Armani suits! -Stop it.
The cars!
Single malt!
Stop bringing up my single malts in every discussion!
Grandma's at it again.
You know what?
Just get a needle and thread and sew my mouth shut!
You're not getting it.
Please.
Don't-- Don't do this.
Please.
Yaara ji told me she's clean.
Well, what if--
What if the agency has recruited Yaara ji?
What are you gonna do then?
Curse your damn tongue!
-How dare you question Yaara ji! -No.
I am not questioning Yaara ji.
But this is very strange, Amma.
Just think about it.
From halfway around the world, all alone, by herself,
she set out to look for us?
And she found us?
Found us!
In South Dakota?
How can you even believe that?
Because I'm a mother.
I understand the pain of being a mother.
A mother will do anything for her child!
Exactly!
That's what I'm saying!
Do you understand?
Mommy, you know, we've all changed our names.
I'm Siddharth Singh.
Papa's Robin Singh.
And Grandma's Sarita.
We'll have to change your name as well, right?
What should we name you?
Karishma?
Kareena?
Madhuri!
Madhuri Singh!
-It's great, right? -Siddharth!
Siddharth, son.
Go to your grandma.
I wanna stay here with Mommy.
-I'm always gonna be here now. -She's not going anywhere, all right?
Sarita! Where are you, Sarita?!
I'm so happy you came back, Charu.
I just hadn't imagined…
I couldn't even dare to imagine that you'd come back.
You're back, and I'm…
I'm really happy.
We're on thin ice with the CIA.
And they're very upset with us.
And?
They want to interview you.
It's just a procedure. And…
It's all right. They have to do their job. And…
The mission's success depends on how well you can hide the truth.
You'll always have to be one step ahead.
It's impossible to legally extradite them now
because their names, their identities, have completely changed.
That's why it's going to be a long-drawn operation.
There's only one way to bring the traitor back.
Catch the puppet and his puppeteer red-handed on the stage.
When did you arrive in the United States?
9th November.
And how did you book your hotels in all the cities?
Travel agent.
Name of the travel agency?
Travel Essence.
What was the name of the first hotel that you stayed in?
Holiday Inn, L.A.
You'll be caught if you act so confident.
They'll know you've been trained to beat the machine.
Hotel?
You heard right.
I-- I don't remember.
I think it was Park Inn.
No, Holiday Inn.
She seems clean.
But we're gonna have to verify every detail of her story.
Until we do, she remains a serious risk to you,
as well as to us.
I just want my family back, Doctor.
Of course, you do.
Yeah.
But this is going to significantly delay your citizenship processing.
Why?
Look.
As of now, you don't exist in the United States,
and we can't jeopardize our position
until we're certain that what she's telling us is the truth.
Okay. I'll wait. How-- How long will this take?
Until her tourist visa expires and,
like you, she becomes a refugee in the United States.
In the meantime,
we need to be careful.
If Yaara ji says she's clean, she is…
clean!
We need to be on our toes.
We can't take a chance.
And we need to inform the CIA, even if we have a hint of suspicion.
-What's this? -Surveillance cameras.
Send her grocery shopping tomorrow.
All right?
We'll set these up in the house when she's out.
Now, let's tune in to some Bollywood music from the '70s.
Hi, my name is Robin. How can I help you?
We'll have some popcorn, please.
Right. Anything to go with the popcorn?
Maybe a water.
Maybe a water. And for you?
-That's all. Thank you. -Thank you very much.
Okay.
Thank you.
There you go.
I'll just be a second.
Hello? Doctor!
Yeah, really?
Yes, that's-- that's… That's great news.
Yeah. Thank you.
Right! We're having popcorn!
Your daughter-in-law's been let off the hook.
Really?
All thanks to Yaara ji's blessings.
Langley says get rid of the cameras,
stop the surveillance and live.
Thank God! Yaara ji!
Here, have some sweets.
Sugar?
Sugar-free.
Hello?
Where are you?
-We'll contact you soon. -No.
I want to know right now.
Where are you right now?
At home.
Listen, you're taking a huge risk.
It's just not safe to talk on the phone.
-If he wakes up-- -He won't.
I mixed the medicine in his drink.
But you're not supposed to use it--
How long do I have to wait?!
Do you realize what I'm going through?
I'm dying every day out here!
Look, we had warned you, right?
"You are going down a dark, filthy well."
"You might never see light again."
But…
we can abort this mission any time
and take you back safely.
And Kunal?
I can't live without him.
I understand your pain.
No, you can't!
You need to be a mother to understand my pain!
I have a nineteen-year-old son.
And he hates me.
Everyone has their own pain and their own scars.
You're married?
I was.
What do you mean?
We got divorced.
Remarried?
-No. -Why?
Lost her.
Her?
How?
Your husband killed her.
You have been double-crossed, my dear.
She's working for the ISI.
Pack your bags and come back to India.
And… don't leave a trace behind.
The Indian Embassy. Namaskar. How may I help you?
Could you please connect me to Krishna Mehra?
Ms. Mehra has been transferred.
When?
Where?
I'm sorry, we're not allowed to share the details.
Anything else I can help you with?
No, thanks.
Thank you. Have a nice day.
You're a blot on my career.
I never betrayed you, Krishna.
I joined the ISI…
just to help you.
For you.
Of course.
Without informing me?
You have 24 hours. Go back to Dhaka,
or you'll never be able to go back.
Passport and ticket.
Your stuff's already in the car.
My officers will make sure you board the aircraft.
Don't ever try to come to India again.
Jamat’s coming to power this time,
if Mirza lives.
I can neutralize Mirza.
She put her life at stake to prove her loyalty to me.
Codename Octopus.
The perfume bottle.
It contains an aerosol variant of the VX nerve agent.
It's extremely lethal.
Operation is set for tonight.
Please keep me updated, Mirza Sahib.
I'm extremely concerned for your safety.
I'm sorry.
Does your son know?
No.
His father didn't tell him either?
He's a nice man.
He wants me to come out when I'm ready
and share my truth with him.
Greetings!
I have seen nothing.
I swear! Nothing!
-You're talking to your family in India? -Yes.
-Talk. Talk. -No, I'm done.
What are you doing so late in the night?
Spying!
You know the old Black man living in the house across the street?
I don't feel good about him.
I see his car around wherever I go.
Just now, I saw someone up there in the window watching your house.
-Really? -Yeah.
Did you tell Robin about this?
No, no, no.
But I think I will.
First thing, tomorrow morning.
Enjoy your smoke.
-Good night. -Good night.
Fida!
You?
Fida!
Let him die.
If he survives, you won't.
-Go home. -But--
Go home! Everything will be all right. Just go!
CACTUS: TO YOU AS WELL
Did she reply?
The message has still not delivered.
Really?
Yeah, since the day before.
Mommy, when are we gonna get some ice cream?
That's where we're going, Kunu.
-Come on. -Let's go!
I'm not here to stop you.
I just wanna ask where you plan on going?
Embassy.
They'll have to take us back.
You could've just told me if that's what you wanted.
I don't trust you anymore.
Really?
Yeah.
A human being…
is just a bag of meat and bones for people like you.
An asset as long as they're useful,
a liability when they're not.
How do you people look at yourselves in the mirror?
Why do you indulge in this bloodshed?
Your father was an army man, wasn't he?
Did you ever ask him the same question?
As long as the world is divided between countries and religions,
this bloodshed will continue.
And we're all responsible for it.
You too.
Me too.
It was always your choice.
And it still is.
I… I spoke with Langley.
You will need to wait another six months.
No, no, I-- We've done everything you've asked us to do.
Okay?
And her visa's expired.
And she'll apply for refugee status only when we get our papers.
And you'll get them.
Soon.
Trust me.
Do I have a choice?
Robin…
we always have a choice.
By the way, an old friend of yours is coming to visit.
He's looking forward to meeting you.
Friend? I-- What do you mean?
Mirza.
Brigadier Mirza.
He's in the U.S., visiting his daughter.
Insisted on thanking you in person for saving his life.
So, Mirza, my wife and I will see you at your place Saturday night for dinner.
Oh, and Robin…
Tell Maa ji to make that fabulous mutton rogan josh of hers.
My wife will absolutely love it.
Lord Mirza's returning to his castle.
He's meeting Brutus for dinner.
He could sleep peacefully if he's well-fed.
I can make a deal with Brutus.
No, no, no! You're not doing any such thing.
Mission to bring Brutus back is in place.
Okay?
You just give me the details.
I will be speaking to Langley.
They will have to deport him.
How can you forget what Mirza's done to us?
Me forgetting it doesn't matter.
It's important that you forget it.
Do you understand that?
KM…
KM, this is an order!
You're doing nothing there! I'll--
And this is our India.
And that's America.
They look so close on this map, right?
But the planes sure do take a long time to get there!
Get me the phone, sweetie.
Hello?
Hello, Paaji.
Who?
Cactus.
This gora has messed it up.
Mirza Sahib now wants rogan josh and the meat must be halal as well.
Luckily, I found Peter.
The herdsman by the church.
He serves halal meat to the Pakistanis,
I thought he could surely do it for an Indian as well.
He agreed.
Do you wanna come check it out?
What's wrong?
Come-- Let's check--
Charu, give me an apple for Kunal.
Maa ji, namaste.
Officially or unofficially,
Langley will deport you if they get this video.
Jeev's waiting for my phone call in Delhi.
No, this is bullshit.
This won't--
What?
What do you want?
We've heard the fictional heroic fantasies you tell Kunal.
The boy thinks you're a hero.
You could be one.
For your son and for your country.
We'll take you back to the country. Honorably.
Michelle!
-Yeah? -Michelle, you ready?
-Yeah. -We gotta go.
-Sweetie, we won't be long, okay? -I'll be fine. Have fun.
Hey, Rose, study.
-Yeah, yeah. -No television!
You be good.
-Just go. -See you, honey.
Have fun!
Mirza Sahib!
-Welcome. -My savior!
Thank you.
Hello.
Robin!
-So great to see you! -Good to see you.
Come, come.
-I love the smell of Indian food. -Thanks for having us.
Come in.
So wonderful!
Oh, my God!
-Mirza Sahib! -Cheers!
-Yeah, honey, everything all right? -Dad! The power's not here.
And I have my exams tomorrow. What do I do?
-What? -Can you guys please come home now?
I'm really scared. I don't know what's happening.
-Yeah, that is odd. -All the other neighbors
have their lights on, but we don't.
No, no-- No, no, don't worry. I--
I'll come back. I'll be right there. Okay.
All right. Bye-bye.
All okay, Doc?
Yeah. Just… I've gotta head back home.
There seems to be some problem with the electricity at the house.
Darling, you stay here. Enjoy dinner.
-I'll be back as soon as I can. -Are you sure?
Yeah, yeah.
Doc, maybe I can come with you?
-No, no, it's just a fuse or something. -I'll help.
You sure he can manage without you?
You know what?
He's got this. I've trained him well.
-Cheers to that. -Cheers to that!
So, tell me more about yourself.
All good, ma'am?
The child's sleeping in there.
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
You're absolutely right, Maa ji.
My daughter, she's been pestering me.
-English, if you don't mind, Mirza Sahib. -So, sorry.
Sorry.
My daughter, she is after my life!
But I said--
Doc says he's going to be late.
But he says we can start eating without him. It's fine.
But I'd rather wait for him.
Why, Mirza Sahib?
The lamb will come back to life if you keep it waiting.
Have it before it does!
-Maa ji! -I'll fix you a drink.
Your sense of humor. Impeccable!
Actually, I am famished!
-If it's not rude then, can I start? -Of course.
Then let's do one thing. Let's all of us have dinner together.
Thank you.
But you must not eat before David comes.
Why?
It's Karva Chauth today.
What's that?
In our culture, on this day, we fast for the whole day.
And if you eat before your husband does, then it brings him bad luck!
Really?
Yes, Michelle.
I think you should not take a chance.
But you can drink as much as you want.
All right!
Mashallah!
Damn it, David! What is taking you so long?!
Absolutely!
Wow! Look at this gravy!
Here you go.
Thank you, Maa ji.
I'll fix myself another drink, if you don't mind.
To go with the food--
-I'll do it. -Charu will do it.
Please, enjoy your food.
Maa ji, let me make a plate for you as well.
No, no, no, Mirza Sahib.
I've taken a vow, you see.
I won't touch meat until we get citizenship.
One ice cube, please.
Ravi!
Oh, no. Please don't mind me! Cholesterol. Doctor's orders.
You're too young for cholesterol, my friend.
Yeah, well…
And you?
Karva Chauth!
Exactly!
So, the lamb's been slaughtered especially for me.
Of course. What are you waiting for? Please begin.
If you don't mind,
may I eat with my hands?
Come on, Mirza Sahib!
That's the right way to do it!
I'll just wash my hands then.
-Sure, it's that way. I'll-- -I'll manage. Don't worry.
What happened?
He wants to eat with his fingers.
It's a cultural thing.
Okay.
You could've at least put some mutton on your plate.
He's on to us.
No, he's not!
And why were you pestering him to eat his food?
Careful. The gori's still here.
"Gori"?
I know that word. It's slang for a white woman.
No, no, no. You're mistaken.
Where are you going?
Misunderstanding.
Okay, don't panic.
-Everything will be all right. Just wait. -Yeah, I'll tell him.
Is there something fishy going on here?
Fishy? No, no!
Why would you say that, Michelle?
Why would you say that?
-Eat. You eat. -Have wine.
I can't eat!
-Just eat. -Ravi!
Mirza Sahib!
Mirza-- Mirza Sahib! What are you doing?
-Mirza Sahib, no, no. -Michelle,
-call David right now. -What happened?
Nothing happened! Just call him, I said!
My phone's in the car.
-My phone is here. Just take it. -Okay.
-Mirza Sahib, you're mistaken! -Shut up, I said!
-I'm trying to save you-- -I'll slit her bloody throat!
-I'll do it! -Please. Let's talk.
Let's talk about it.
Amma!
No, Ravi!
-Get out of my way. -You’re not going to do it.
-Move… -No, Ravi!
-Her blood is still on my hands. -No, Ravi.
There's blood on my hands!
He killed my mother.
But your son is alive.
He needs you.
We need you.
Amma!
What is going on with the electricity in this town?
Robin, I'm back!
Robin?
Robin, where are you guys?
What the fuck?!
David!
Let me be perfectly clear.
If Mirza lives,
I'll help you out of this…
delicate situation.
But if he dies,
there's nothing I can do.
You'll all spend the rest of your days in a cage in Guantánamo Bay.
And the United States will be exposed for espionage in a country
that they call an ally.
After what he's done?
Ravi would never admit to spying for the United States.
And I sure as hell won't either.
You just did.
Say cheese.
If we're exposed,
I promise you, I will personally ensure that you're held responsible
for the murder of the Bangladeshi Defense Minister.
That's not what I want.
And nor do you.
David, he's still alive.
Shut up!
Look.
What exactly is it that you want?
Seems like you guys are smart only in your movies.
Why do you think he's still alive?
I could've slit his throat.
If we put his head down…
he'll bleed out faster.
Not that.
Why don't you try the dal?
Yes.
Thank you.
You can relax now.
Bangladesh is in shock today
as they deal with the tragic death of their defense minister,
Brigadier Saqlain Mirza.
Mirza, who was on a personal visit to the U.S.,
slipped while taking a shower in his hotel
leading to a fatal blow to his head.
His body will be returned to Bangladesh
following an official State Department inquiry.
Welcome back.
What?
I just remembered Vikram.
He wanted to be a pilot when he was a kid.
It's his birthday today.
So, did you wish him?
Why?
He said, "Talk to me only when you have the guts to tell me the truth."
I didn't have the courage back then,
and I still don't.
You didn't need this courage when you told me.
You were a stranger to me.
Maybe that's the reason you're a stranger to him today.
The truth cuts deep, but it doesn't take long to heal.
Call him.
And give him his birthday gift.
-Happy birthday, dear Vikram! -Happy birthday, dear Vikram!
-Happy birthday to you! -Happy birthday to you!
Come on! Take some.
Come on.
Hello?
-Hello, Vikram? -Who's this?
Maa.
Subtitle translation by Akash Naik