- Excuse me. - Yes?
Which way to go here?
- First floor. - Thank you.
Wait here.
The account's department is pretty slow.
My vouchers haven't cleared yet.
No, no. No sugar! No sugar for me!
- Sure, sir. - Sir.
Mr. Abbas Sheikh is here to see you.
- Send him in after two minutes. - Right, sir.
Mr. Chaddha, I cannot make sense of this audit inquiry.
It's a government directive, Banerjee sir.
We have to compile a character audit of outgoing R&AW officers.
Since the achievements of these officers
are undocumented and unchronicled,
someone in the system thought about acknowledging them and their work
and use it to incentivise it during their retirement.
So, a list of soon-to-retire officers was prepared,
and we have to formulate a report for those names.
What's so complicated, Mr. Banerjee?
That we got Himmat Singh again!
Our last report must have been really impressive.
Himmat's name has appeared on the Grade A list.
The rest will depend on our evaluation.
Take a quick glance at a few names against the recommendations.
This is a punishment, Mr. Chaddha.
I haven't forgotten last time's torture and now this!
Mr. Chaddha, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question frankly?
Sure.
I heard a rumour that you
personally helped Himmat Singh in his last mission off the record.
I require Rs. 2,500,000 urgently, sir.
Why would I arrange your funding, Himmat?
Not you, sir. Just inform Minister Sujata Thapar,
and she will arrange the funds immediately.
Banerjee sir,
ask no questions and hear no lies.
It's a terrific line.
Terrific.
May I come in, sir?
Abbas Sheikh, Delhi Police.
Hello, sir.
Chaddha.
Chaddha sir.
Here.
Sit.
Thank you.
Mr. Abbas Sheikh,
we want to ask you a few questions about Himmat Singh.
What did he do now?
This is a profiling procedure,
not an investigation.
Himmat Singh is retiring next year.
It's a kind of an appraisal.
Meaning, sir?
Meaning we want to know more about Himmat Singh's career.
We were told that you've known him since his rookie days.
So, if you know something that's off the record,
you can share it with us.
His conduct, his methods.
If we find anything interesting,
it will only add to Himmat Singh's retirement package. That's all.
Mute it. Mute it.
The mute button's broken.
Then turn it off.
That's broken too, sir.
Himmat Singh gave me this phone after disabling both the buttons
so that I never miss his calls.
It's him calling. Can I answer it?
Make it quick, and don't tell him where you are.
Yes.
Thank you. Excuse me.
Disabled the ons? Is that even possible?
Hello, sir.
Where are you?
I came to the bank for some work.
Banerjee and Chaddha Cooperative Bank?
Yes, sir. That's the one.
Don't disclose too much.
Remember what needs to be said and how much.
Don't get carried away by my retirement package.
Yes, sir.
Jai Hind.
Jai Hind, sir.
Thank you.
- So... done? - Yes, sir.
Mr. Abbas, when did you first meet Himmat?
After the 2001 Parliament attack,
-Delhi Police had-- -We know that story.
Tell us something we don't know.
Well, sir, I'm clueless about how much you know.
Mr. Abbas, please understand the seriousness of this meeting.
We've received a very strongly worded letter against Himmat Singh
from a very senior Delhi Police officer.
Let me read out a paragraph for you.
"Right from his early days, Himmat Singh was an indisciplined
"and, in all probability, a corrupt officer.
"Instances of him being drunk on duty were also common.
"The said officer was also suspended with impending termination.
"But he somehow overturned it miraculously"
"and not without suspected mischief."
"I strongly protest against him."
Blah-blah-blah. It goes on.
Chautala sir's English is impeccable.
There are several others against him.
Do you have any idea about retirement life?
Money!
Money is your only friend.
Without it, Himmat Singh will be left with squat.
Do you have anything to balance it?
Everyone's been trying to throw him off balance.
We think Himmat Singh is a crooked man,
but we mean him no harm.
We respect his passion.
Yes, a deserving officer should get his due.
And Himmat should get what he rightly deserves.
Look, Abbas, our job is to evaluate and report.
And your job is to leave no stone unturned in this evaluation.
Let's start with Chautala.
The journey of Himmat Singh is an interesting one, sir.
But no one, except me, knows all the aspects of this story.
That's why we called you here.
Proceed.
Himmat sir must have told you about the Parliament attack,
and also how and where we met for the first time.
If I ever find you drunk on duty again,
I'll shove the bottle up your *!
Yes, sir.
He must have also told you how no one believed him.
In fact, you can take the entire credit for this intelligence failure.
-These five terrorists-- -There were six terrorists, sir.
What do you mean?
Great. Let's begin from here.
That day I was rushing to catch Ikhlaq Khan.
Tell the unit to reach the location immediately.
Yes, sir.
- And keep your radios on. - Okay, sir.
Let's go.
Sir, Joint CP sir's called you.
- Now? - Yes.
Keep it running.
Jai Hind, sir.
Come in.
Abbas, you didn't tell me
that you have quit Delhi Police and joined R&AW.
Sorry, sir?
You let that officer...
- What's his name? - Himmat Singh, sir.
You put the entire Daryaganj Police force at his disposal.
Sharma sir's orders, sir.
He told me to give full cooperation, so...
Those orders were for you.
You gift-wrapped the entire police station for him.
It's a very promising lead, sir.
If we put in more manpower, we can solve the case.
The leads are bogus.
Mr. Sharma told me everything.
The sixth man, right?
You'll call your officers back right now.
- And to that officer... - Himmat Singh, sir.
You'll tell him that the department is involving you in a different case.
You don't have to do anything else in the Parliament attack case.
Do you understand?
- Yes, sir. - Dismissed.
Yes, sir.
Yes. Right away.
Sir, Himmat Singh is on the line for you.
Were you always this unlucky, or is this a new development?
Never a good news for me.
Yes, sir.
You're still at the police station?
I told you to take some men--
Sir, I've been removed from the case.
I'm calling my officers back.
Removed? Who removed you?
The Joint Commissioner.
- Chautala? - Yes, Chautala sir.
- And Sharma must have provoked him? - Yes. Sharma sir.
Abbas, you know we're on the right track.
-If we don't-- -My hands are tied, sir.
Orders from above.
If that man escapes, I'll * you three so bad--
Hello. Hello!
Seriously?
- Sir. - Try to understand, Abbas,
this is not the time to play department-department.
You've seen the evidence and the investigation.
This is our chance to get him. Once we get our hands on him,
we'll deal with the bosses and the system.
Please, Abbas.
There's a disturbance in the line. Sir, I couldn't hear the last line.
Which...
Please help me, Abbas.
No need to say please, sir.
Meet me at the location.
What a crazy guy, *!
Trying to give me attitude.
Let's go.
You know the rest, but let me refresh your memories.
- Gupta, what's the update? - Negative, sir.
Hurry up. Check the tent.
A person can learn many things from failure, sir.
A week later, we were facing an inquiry.
Mr. Abbas, did you have orders for the raid?
No, sir.
According to Joint CP Chautala,
you disobeyed his direct orders.
Sir, we had a big lead.
It's a yes or no question, Abbas.
Yes, sir.
He even said that you not only disobeyed his direct orders,
but also involved 15 officers and all the resources in a senseless operation
when you had clear instructions to report for another case.
- Hello. - Hi.
What are you doing?
Going for a meeting.
Are we meeting in the evening?
Yes.
I have some good news to share, Himmat.
Sure, 7 o'clock same place.
Yup. Love you.
Wait, sir. There's a meeting in progress.
What happened?
I got suspended.
Jai Hind, sir.
Abbas.
Sir, you've been called in.
I have a pretty clear idea of what would've happened.
Right, Chaddha sir?
No, sir.
It was worse than you can imagine.
This investigation is a joke, Himmat Singh.
Your theory doesn't match or align
with any forensics, inspection or any agency's report.
You have wasted the Delhi Police force and state resources.
You have abused the protocols and gone above your bosses.
If the media got a whiff of your misadventure,
we would've been the ultimate laughing stock.
-Your stupidity and incompetence-- -Excuse me, sir.
- I am not incompetent. - Of course, Himmat!
The whole bloody mess is proof of it.
No, sir, you people are incompetent.
Mr. Sharma, '79 batch, right?
The railway's scam happened during your tenure.
And, Mr. Khan, we lost Rs. 13 billion
in '98 in the US tech deal because of you.
And, Mr. Singh, when you couldn't handle education,
they transferred you to transport, then to textile.
And now you're here!
You were caught accepting a bribe twice!
And you bribed your way back here.
So, this is incompetence in front of me!
How dare you, Himmat?
-I immediately-- -No, I suspend myself, sir!
Thank you very much.
It's not surprising.
We were expecting this from Himmat Singh.
But you wouldn't be expecting what happened next.
Yes, of course, sir.
I wanted to thank you for your recommendation.
- Yeah, of course. - Sir.
Yeah.
- Is he alone? - Yes, sir.
Sir, phone.
Sir, please.
Go in.
Yes, sir. Thank you so much, sir.
Good afternoon, sir. I'm Himmat Singh.
Go on, Himmat Singh.
You gave me an appointment on such short notice.
I am really thankful.
I wanted to see the man
who convinced my officers to override my orders.
Sir, I broke protocol.
I'm to be blamed for it. I sincerely apologise.
That's good.
I had a small request.
Don't take any action against Abbas Sheikh.
It's not his fault.
He was only following my orders.
In fact, I'm responsible for everything.
He's a hard-working, sincere officer, sir.
- So, if you could please... - IPS?
No, sir, I'm from RAS.
That explains your naivety.
You showing up here
to advocate for Abbas.
Only a stupid and naive officer is capable of this.
Get out of my office right now.
I don't need a rookie to tell me how to run my shop.
Out. Now!
What the hell do you think you're doing?
I told you to get out of my office right now.
-Right now I want you out of here-- -Chautala.
Let's try this again.
-You do not know what I'll-- -Ten acres of land in Chhatarpur,
six retail spaces and two liquor outlets in Gurgaon's mall,
land in Himachal for son's pharma project,
Sit down, please.
Doesn't look nice when bosses remain standing.
Please sit down.
It's a long list. You know that.
But I've nothing to do with your corruption.
It's between you and your department.
I only care about Abbas Sheikh's job.
He shouldn't lose his job because of me.
And if he does, Chautala,
then he won't be the only one.
And this rookie, sir, will * your happiness till kingdom come.
His suspension better be revoked in two hours.
Have a good day.
All this for an SI?
No, sir.
For honesty and loyalty.
You won't understand.
And Himmat told you all of this?
No, sir.
He never told me about this.
But you see, sir, in the police department,
sooner or later, the truth always comes out.
And what about the girl that called?
Sorry, got stuck.
It's okay. I'm trying to get used to
waiting for you.
God, Anita, when you hit on me like this, then...
Then?
It feels really nice.
What was the good news you were going to tell me?
So...
- What? - I've been promoted.
I am a Sub-Editor now, Himmat!
Wow!
Congrats.
Wonderful.
- Thank you. - Wonderful.
So, when are you meeting Dad?
Actually, that's what I wanted to tell you.
What?
Anita, I lost my job today.
It's all right. I...
No.
You're joking.
No, no, no, I am serious.
So, can we keep the marriage topic on hold?
How did you lose your job, Himmat?
I goofed up.
How can a pest-control supervisor lose his job?
Please explain to me.
Well
there were too many pests.
It was out of control.
What do you mean "too many pests"?
How difficult is it to control pests?
You can't do a single job.
Everything was set.
We've been planning for six months.
Once I get this promotion, we will start thinking of marriage.
Isn't it?
Then let's wait for a while and then think about it. What's the problem?
What?
You just said you're getting used to waiting for me and all that.
Himmat, that was a "figure of speech."
And I thought it was true.
Anita, I've...
Listen, I've applied for a job.
You know about my family.
There's so much pressure about our wedding.
-And Dad even said-- -Your father, seriously.
What is he?
Without a job, I'm not...
Where are you going?
To hell!
Be careful on the way.
Shit, man.
- Hello. - Hello, sir. Abbas speaking.
Hello, Abbas. All good?
All thanks to you, I guess.
I just got a call from the station saying my suspension's been revoked.
It was just a slight misunderstanding, which I cleared.
Congrats.
Thank you, sir.
If you ever need me--
Hello?
Interesting.
But, by that logic, why didn't he save his own job?
Sometimes it's easier to fight for others
than to fight for yourself.
What happened next?
A year and a half passed.
I got my job back.
But Himmat sir went completely off the grid.
There was no news of him.
Then, sometime in 2003, I was at the station...
- Uddham, get me three copies urgently. - Greetings, breaking news
coming in from Kashmir's Srinagar district.
According to sources,
with the BSF in Srinagar's Noorbagh area,
fierce terrorist Ghazi Baba
was shot dead along with four other terrorists.
Fierce Jaish terrorist Ghazi Baba known for his Code 39 call sign,
is believed to be behind the two car blasts
at the army headquarters in Srinagar in 2000
and the attack on the Parliament on 13th December 2001 in Delhi.
What the *!
For more information, stay tuned...
Mr. Abbas!
How can I be of service to the R&AW?
We're looking for Himmat Singh.
We're asking every person he's been in contact with in the past few years.
You're mistaken.
I last spoke with Himmat sir--
On 22nd December 2001.
We know.
But Himmat has discontinued his number.
We want to know if he's contacted you in any other way after that
or if you have any information about him.
Well, sir, I feel he's always around me.
By the way, any special reason you're looking for him?
-That-- -No, just routine.
That makes your job easier.
Just put an ad in the newspaper
stating Himmat Singh's suspension has been revoked.
He'll contact you immediately.
Right?
If you have any information,
please call us on this number.
- Jai Hind. - Jai Hind.
I had a friend in Jammu & Kashmir Police.
Hello.
Greetings, Bashir.
Greetings, Abbas.
All good?
Find a man for me. I'll send you his picture.
His name is Himmat Singh.
You'll find him in Noorbagh for the next 24 hours.
After that, there's no telling where he'll go.
Just locate him for me.
Any threat?
Send your best officer after him.
And listen, when your man gets caught,
tell him to mention my name or he'll get in trouble.
My best officer will get caught?
Wanna bet 10,000 bucks?
What was Himmat doing in the BSF raid?
I never asked.
Himmat sir has a pet line, sir.
"Ask no questions, hear no lies."
Why was the R&AW looking for Himmat Singh?
When there's a fire, you'll call the fire department, right?
And where was this fire?
In Colombo.
And the stage was set six months ago.
Vinayak Shukla
was the attache counsellor in the Indian High Commission of Colombo.
Married man, but his family was in Delhi.
Very well read, sharp and disciplined.
Very good at his job.
Colombo is a beautiful place, sir.
But, after two years, there's not much left
to see or do in a 37 sq. Km area.
The job that once sparked excitement
starts to get boring.
Life becomes a routine.
Then suddenly, one day, the unexpected happens.
Vinayak Shukla barely survives.
And when he comes around and opens his eyes,
he wants to stay sick.
Vinayak intentionally recovers slowly.
Vinayak is told that he had a stomach infection,
and he's convinced
because he's been told by the same intern
who seems better than a specialist to him.
The medical intern claims her name as Karishma,
and Vinayak believes he's finally hit the jackpot.
Karishma.
Vinayak gets discharged from the hospital.
His stomach has recovered,
but the infection has moved on to his heart and mind.
Nothing for two months,
and then a coincidence occurs.
- I am sorry. I am sorry. - No, it's okay.
- Are you okay? - It's okay. It's fine.
Karishma.
Vinayak, remember?
- Of course I remember. - We met at the...
- How have you been? - I'm okay. How have you been?
I am good.
- It's so good to bump into you. - I didn't expect to see you.
And thus begins a string of events.
- Where did you go? - There's a place at the back...
Sorry. I am so sorry.
- How was the movie? - Good.
You like it?
Even I liked it. In the sense, the music was very good,
the action was very good, the acting was...
They watch a romantic film together,
and then a dinner is planned.
- Remember Mr. Sharma? - Mr. Sharma who?
Mr. Sharma, my boss.
- We met at a party. - Oh, yes, I remember.
That Mr. Sharma.
Do you know what he was saying?
He was asking me, "How did you find Karishma?"
Ridiculous.
Wine, dinner and the evening is at the brink
when Karishma breaks into tears.
Karishma!
What happened?
Please tell me what happened.
I am so sorry.
Why are you apologising?
I am sorry. I am sorry. It must be my fault.
Must be my fault.
Baby, please tell me what happened.
Please tell me what happened.
Karishma...
Baby?
I was scared, Vinayak.
Scared?
Scared about what?
Scared about what? Tell me.
Will all this be over, Vinayak?
What are you saying?
How can it be over?
It's not as easy as you think.
Vinayak didn't fall in love.
He was actually honey-trapped.
Copies of confidential files and top-secret documents were made
and sold in the open market.
For the next four months, Karishma worked her charm.
Karishma, what is this? I can't wear this.
- Wow! - This is not my colour.
- I love it! - I don't wear this kind of...
- And look at these pants. - This looks so stunning.
What are these things? I can't wear--
Karishma, what are you doing?
Karishma! Karishma?
See you.
When Vinayak learned the truth,
he was first shattered,
then broken.
Vinayak opened his 21-year-old scotch,
called his wife to say sorry.
Wept and drank.
Then he put his personal guard's Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum
to his head and...
So, you can say he was royally *ed.
And this is where your Vinayak story
connects to Himmat Singh's story.
Yes, sir.
- What? - Abbas Sheikh has sent a message!
Greetings, Himmat sir.
How are you doing?
I saw the news and you too.
Amazing. You didn't quit.
Never learned to quit, Abbas.
This is just the beginning.
I want Ikhlaq Khan.
Your relatives had come looking for you.
They were asking about you.
Anything else?
Sir, come back.
People like you are needed here.
Okay, bye.
- Yes? - Good evening, sir.
I'm calling on your direct line--
Meet me tomorrow at 3:00.
Yes, sir.
I want the report in the next five minutes.
I don't want any delay, understand?
Good afternoon, sir. Himmat Singh reporting for duty.
That time hasn't come yet.
R&AW wasn't looking for you. I was.
With special permission from the PMO.
Sorry, sir?
Follow me.
Himmat, that's Vijay.
I think you guys know each other, right?
- Hello, Vijay. - Hello.
- Sit. - Sir.
Yes, Vijay, start.
Mr. Satyajeet Ghosh, IFS '82.
Counsellor Deputy Chief of Mission to Beijing and Saudi.
Highly distinguished.
Last month, he represented India in Thailand at a tri-nation summit
when his car met with an unfortunate accident.
And he died.
Exactly a week later, Bangalore-based scientist.
Mr. Bashir Ahmed was found on a railway track near Vandalur, Chennai.
The cause of death was again an accident.
Although how Bashir sir reached Vandalur is a mystery.
And this is Colombo High Commission Consular Mr. Vinayak Shukla.
He committed suicide on Saturday.
These seemingly unrelated deaths have two things in common.
They are all unnatural deaths,
and when we investigated their schedule and background,
we found that, at some point of time,
they have been a top priority for R&AW.
Meaning they were on our non-sharing database.
Code Blue.
And only three people have access to it other than you.
This is easy.
It's him.
Maninder?
Maninder Singh's been missing for the past three days.
Just dropped off our radar.
We don't even have an address on him.
R&AW has been compromised for the first bloody time in such a big way.
We've no clue about the data or information he has.
We do know whatever he has is extremely sensitive.
It's a national threat.
We've been doing everything we can, but nothing yet.
- I trust your calls. - Sir.
This is where you come in.
But, mind you, I cannot assure you anything.
Sir.
Boys, I need the data and I need the man
at any cost.
Himmat, you and Vijay are going to work on this together.
- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.
Don't let me down.
- Sir. - Sir.
You rascal!
Himmat!
So good to see you, man.
- How long have you been here? - It's been three months.
- So, finally, the Army threw you out. - I left them.
Hitting where it hurts is a whole lot of fun.
Seriously, son, using my line on me.
Do you know him?
No, I know what he's capable of.
He's an interesting character.
We had a hit in Bangladesh. That politician.
Ashraful Rehman.
Three people were assigned. Me, the shooter Bhimsain and him.
Maninder.
He was our backup.
We reached Bangladesh via different routes.
He was the last to arrive.
Who is it?
Greetings, is Akbar home?
Wow.
Our target, Ashraful, is having an affair
with the wife of a minister from his own party.
According to intel, he's going to meet her at Madani Avenue.
We'll have to kill him inside the house.
It needs to be messy.
This killing needs coverage. Enough to create a rift in the party.
Because of the affair, he drives himself to meet her.
That makes our job easier.
So, I'll drive,
it's a 2.5-minute op, and we'll be out of Dhaka by morning.
Any questions?
Good.
When are you coming?
Where are you?
You're here.
Fine, I'm coming down.
Shit! You said he'll come alone.
Oops.
Hey, Rita!
Here, for you.
Come in.
Maybe he knows.
So?
Can't you see the three armed guards?
So?
We'll have to cancel the plan.
We're not prepared.
The elections are the day after.
- No one's talking to you. - Hey...
We'll have to do it today.
How will we do it?
-We don't know-- -Can I try if you won't?
Bro, you're the backup.
Know your limits.
What do you know?
I know this is my gun
and it has six bullets.
And we have four targets.
Meaning I still have two extra bullets.
And, as for my limits, protein boy,
- I'll show you. - Hey...
Where are you going? Stop!
Why are you so far away?
Come closer.
Here, have a betel leaf.
- No... - What are you doing?
Sorry, sister-in-law.
- Are you kidding me? - Seriously.
It was the most unbelievable 2.5 minutes of my life, buddy.
Later I heard he quit this field
and was posted at the South-East desk.
Great. From that to this.
Himmat sir and Vijay Kumar knew each other since their college days.
-And their recruitment-- -Drop that.
Let's come back to the case.
As you say.
MICE.
Maninder could be doing this for four reasons.
Money, ideology, coercion, ego.
Meaning he could be doing it for money,
or for a greater cause beyond his capacity,
or he was honey-trapped, he's being blackmailed,
or he's doing it for his ego.
We must find the motive behind Maninder's actions.
That will automatically narrow down the hunt.
In all probability, he's left the country.
So, share his photo and details with all international agencies.
Handlers, moles, double agents, airport authorities.
Convince every agency, CIA, MI6, ISI,
that this man is a threat to them.
Make them interested and note how they react.
Just spread the word.
He'll slip somewhere,
and then contact the locals.
- Okay. - Yes, sir. Okay, sir.
What do you think? What could be Maninder's motive?
It could be all four with him.
Sir, an Abbas Sheikh from Delhi Police is here to see you.
Okay.
- Jai Hind, sir. - Jai Hind.
Come on.
- How are you? - All good.
What's the urgency, sir?
- Vijay, I told you about Abbas. - Yes.
- Hi. Vijay. - Abbas Sheikh.
Who makes the best fake passports in Delhi these days?
- I can find out. Anything special? - Yes.
-This is the guy. He-- -Excuse me.
- His name is Maninder Singh. - Hello?
Do you know what time it is?
Oh, God, we're reaching in 30 minutes.
"We"?
I have a surprise for you.
You should've informed me earlier.
I only made dinner for you.
Vijay, you--
Wifey, chill.
I'll see you soon. Okay?
- Okay, bye. - Yeah.
Can I keep this file, sir?
- Yes, you can keep this file. - Yes.
I'll call you soon, sir.
Jai Hind.
Shall we?
Wifey won't sleep until I don't get home.
Oh-ho, so you've been domesticated.
You know what, let's plan this dinner some--
Stop being such a bore.
- Let me deal with this first. - Don't be a bore or give me excuses.
We'll find that bloody Maninder. Let's go. Come on.
What?
Himmat!
Surprise!