Collar Bomb (2021) Movie Script
What is the cost
of a wrong decision?
Have you heard about
Mohammad bin Tughluq?
Tughluq was the king of India.
One day he issued an order
that he shall reign from Daulatabad
instead of Delhi.
There was an exodus
of millions of people,
including the young, old
and the sick.
People started dying midway
due to hunger, thirst and fatigue.
Destruction, agony and death
was everywhere.
Upon reaching Daulatabad,
Tughluq didn't like it.
An order was issued again!
Everyone has to return to Delhi.
Papa.
Are you even listening
to what I am saying?
Sultan.
Tughluq was the sultan of Delhi,
not the king of India.
Papa, the point is Tughluq's one decision
caused the death of millions.
And even more are dying
to get accepted in St. George.
She's smoking weed, right?
She's eager to get arrested.
Chill, Dad.
She's only smoking a beedi
to share on Insta.
And new hashtags are
doing the rounds these days.
#BeIndianSmokeBeedi.
#SmokingBeediIsCool.
Forget it.
And since when did
smoking beedi become cool?
Everything's cool nowadays.
Even the uber class smokes beedi now,
including those from St. George.
Soon you'll be a part of St. George.
But don't try anything "uber"
like this.
You can forget it.
You wouldn't even know.
What is the problem
with my Central Public School?
I get it. I get your plan.
First, you quit this city.
And now you want
to get rid of your son.
Cool.
Very good.
Live alone.
Doesn't make any difference to me.
But you know what, when you
live alone, you die also alone.
Papa, do you even know
how to switch on the Wi-Fi router?
-Oh, shit! No, no, no!
-Brake, brake, brake!
That thing you were saying...
"You will die alone."
That was good.
What was it?
It's a western tragopan.
The emperor of birds.
Don't worry. It wasn't your fault.
I guess it was its fate to die.
The bastards burned the entire hut
to the ground.
Is this the place?
Pick him up.
He's lost a lot of blood.
We can save his life.
You shot him dead, sir.
Case solved.
Sir... Sir...
If your father hadn't arrived
here on time that night,
then the entire Himachal
would've gone up in flames.
O Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed
Then sings my soul
My Saviour God
To thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
I would be remiss
if I don't thank you, sir,
or as we love to call him,
our "supercop," Mr. Manoj...
for pulling this town out of
the darkness it had plunged into.
Once the light that was Neha
was taken away from us.
And what a darkness it was.
Friends, children, five of
the toughest days and nights...
So, my admission has
nothing to do with my SOP.
They are just doing me a favour
because they want to suck up to you.
Don't fret about
how you're getting the admission.
Look, Akki...
you've to make it
much bigger than me in life.
Make a place for yourself
so people like me
are automatically drawn to you.
-Okay?
-Yeah...
Who is the manager
of this funeral service?
Spent a lot on the decoration.
How about putting
another sofa in the front row?
Right?
I mean...
Even I could've taken a seat
in the front row.
Getting Neha justice
wasn't just Manoj Hesi, SI Sanawar.
Sorry, sir.
SHO Manali.
Manoj Hesi wasn't the only one
who got Neha justice.
In fact, former ASI Ratan Negi
worked alongside to get her justice.
Isn't that right, sir?
Stop it, Negi.
Why should I?
Why should I stop it?
Did they stop...
when you and I couldn't
find Neha for five days?
Did they stop?
"Useless, worthless,"
many such abuses they hurled at us.
And now when she's dead,
everyone's clapping.
For what joy are you all clapping?
And for this man?
Stop it, Negi!
Enough.
Don't make things worse, or else...
Or else...
Or else what, sir?
I'll meet with the same fate.
Case closed?
You haven't changed, sir.
In fact, if it was someone else
instead of him and me,
then this girl Neha
would still be among us.
Bunch of assholes all of you.
Sir...
Death!
Stay back. Stay back.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Yes.
Jai Hind.
That was the Commissioner.
He's left Shimla.
He said that the IRF will take
at least an hour.
One hour?
We cannot wait one more hour, sir.
We should brief our men.
Yeah...
-Listen.
-Yes, sir.
Come here.
Until the IRF doesn't get here,
we have only one responsibility.
No one goes inside this building,
and no one comes out.
-Any doubts?
-No, sir!
Go.
Go sit over there.
Now!
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Does anyone know
how to turn this on?
Does anyone know
how to turn this on?
No! No!
I don't know.
Turn this thing on!
-I don't know how.
-Turn this thing on, or I'll kill you.
I know!
I know.
Stop him! Stop that car!
Stay back. Stay back.
Sir, please stay
behind the barricade.
Rawat...
who is this traitor?
How dare he spread terror in
my constituency!
This picture just came in.
It's from the Bohemia Cafe CCTV.
It's around 500 meters from here.
His name is Shoeb Ali.
Age 21 years.
Hurry up.
Back. Back.
-Turn this thing on.
-Yes.
Hey, you... what...
What are you doing?
Get back. I said get back.
It's on.
What's taking so long
to turn off the electricity?
How many people are inside?
Including students, parents and staff,
there must be around 50-55 people inside.
Here's the list.
-50-55.
-Yes, ma'am.
Fine.
Sir, this list just came in.
We should send this to the Commissioner
and the IRF Commander to save time.
Right.
-Hello.
-Hello.
Hello.
"Those with chaste intentions
and strong faith,
"their children shall
be sent to paradise too.
"It's the order of Allah
for the parents of these children.
"If you want to see
your children alive,
"then you must sacrifice yourself
or your partner's life.
"Either the mother has to kill the father,
or vice versa.
"Allah has left that to you to decide.
"The price of your child's freedom
is your sacrifice."
In the ongoing terrorist attack on
Sanawar's prestigious St. George School,
the suicide bomber has
laid down his first demand.
For the freedom of their child, the mother
or the father must sacrifice themselves.
What the real motive
of this terrorist is
and why he is making
such horrible demands
are not clear yet.
Listen...
Hey, what is it? What is this?
Go back.
I said move back.
What is your name?
Don't try to act smart. Move back.
I mean how do I address you?
Ali.
I wasn't supposed to say my name.
Look, Ali, everyone here
is scared of you.
They are following your orders too.
Now, do one thing.
Take that diary you have...
and read what's written next.
"The youngest kid..."
No one will leave their position.
Did anyone see
where the shot was fired from?
Can anyone see any kind of activity?
MLA sir, can you tell us--
Are you assholes out here
on a picnic?
What has your police
been doing for the past hour?
Why is it taking so long
to cut the power supply?
Only the adults will go out.
Children will stay.
And no more tricks.
STOP MANOJ KUMAR HESI.
You.
Come closer.
I said come closer.
Sir, this way!
-Take them away.
-Come.
Sir, it's not safe
for them to stay here.
Anything can go wrong.
Kailash, load them up in the cars.
Come on, hurry up.
Get in the vehicles.
Tell the boys to gather
at Barkat's eatery.
We start this revolution from there.
Get them in the car.
Stop. Stop.
Hold it.
Wear this.
Hello.
Hello, who is this?
Be patient. Soon you'll understand.
Right now, you only have 60 minutes.
Only 60.
To diffuse this bomb,
four codes need to be entered.
On entering the right code,
one red light will turn green.
With all four right codes, the collar
will unlock, the bomb will turn off
and all the kids will be set free.
But one wrong code...
Then?
Then all these innocent
children will be blown to bits.
The first code has already
been entered in this bomb.
And getting the remaining
three codes is your responsibility.
You have three small tasks
in the next three hours,
and it's the end of this story.
Akshay will stay here
so that I don't
have to repeat myself.
And to save you from the questions
of your brethren gathered outside...
Who got shot, sir?
She's a school maid.
She doesn't have too long.
Around 35 children
are still inside...
including my son, Akshay.
And which idiot
has cut off the power supply?
Turn the power back on!
Hello.
Hello.
If anyone tries
to suppress my voice...
I'll strangle the kids.
The power stays on,
and the media stays put.
All the parents,
listen to me carefully.
Either you kill or you die!
If you cheat,
the children will die.
My eyes are watching you.
As you can see
in our exclusive video,
how little children have
been positioned near the windows.
Horrific visuals coming in from the
ongoing terrorist attack at St. George's!
Where the hell are the IRF people?
What are you guys doing?
Take your positions!
What good will that do?
This is beyond
our capacity, Sumitra.
Yes, but those who can tackle
this situation are on their way.
And we handled as much as we could.
So... you know what, sir,
I've to go.
Go? Go where?
Barkat's eatery.
I might get some information
there about his handler, or...
You won't find his handler
eating breakfast on Mall Road.
He'll be operating
out of Karachi or Dubai.
Please let me go, sir.
This information is crucial.
And you've handled
the situation so well here.
Go.
We had faith in the government,
and we remained silent.
These outsiders came in and settled
in Sanawar, and we remained silent.
But what was the result
of our silence last year?
A girl from one of
our prestigious schools,
Neha Potkar,
her dead body was found.
Barkat Ali!
Is Barkat Ali still inside?
Are we going to stay silent again?
No! No!
Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat!
Jai Hind, sir.
I kept an eye on
the mother and father.
I didn't give them a chance
to do anything dumb.
Excellent.
There's a shortage
of men at the school.
Go give them a hand.
I'll handle them.
-But, sir--
-Go now.
Yes, sir.
Children from elite families study
in this prestigious school of Sanawar.
And the press has been
on the spot for a while now,
-but only 18 cops are here.
-Mr. Fernandes.
Yes.
SHO Manoj Kumar Hesi.
I've something important
to discuss with you.
Can you all please excuse us?
Please.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You are the cop who just came out.
I've spoken directly
to the terrorist.
Is Matthew okay? Did you see him?
Are you Mrs. Fernandes?
Can I get a glass of water, please?
Please.
The lesser Mrs. Fernandes
knows, the better.
Can we talk somewhere in private?
Sure. This way, please.
Please come. This way.
Sir, the force has arrived.
Commander Bhaskar Chandra,
Third Indian Reserve Force.
We'll take it from here.
Sir, do you have
any new information?
Who is he? Why is he doing this?
Unfortunately not.
No terrorist organisation
has taken responsibility yet.
But looking at
the suspect's profile,
it seems like the boy landed on
some wrong ISIS social media page.
And maybe
he got obsessed with this.
Sir, are there terrorists
in social media as well?
Get the hawks in place.
Establish a secure line
to the CM. Quick!
Sir.
Kill him! Kill him!
Finish him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Stay back! Stay back!
Stay back!
Has everyone lost their minds!
Come to your senses!
You need to come
to your senses, madam.
This blindfold on your eyes
will soon be cleared.
Bring it here.
This. This.
What is this?
And this...
What is all this? Speak up.
When the police fail
to do their job,
we politicians will
have to dirty our hands.
Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Stay back! Stay back, I said!
Listen, madam. This case
is in the people's court now.
They will give the verdict
and decide the punishment.
You called the press
outside St. George, didn't you?
Turn on live recording and
don't take the camera off his face.
So, you called the press.
But who called you?
You see, I know everything
that goes on in my constituency.
You arrived 10 minutes
after we arrived.
But you were coming
from Shimla from your rally.
That means you knew what was going
to happen before the police did.
How?
Now you're in
the people's court, sir.
Answer me!
If anyone has any problem,
I am the first one they call.
So, who called you?
Who informed you?
Show me.
Stay back!
I'll skin you alive, Sumitra.
You got a call from a private number
30 minutes before the incident.
Did Ali call you himself?
Doesn't matter.
IRF must have arrived.
You can tell them.
You must be well aware
of their methods.
You made a big mistake, Sumitra.
The IRF are here today,
but they won't be here forever.
-Let's go.
-Come, let's go.
Let's go.
Come, let's go.
Peter!
Mrs. Fernandes.
Listen to me very carefully,
Mrs. Fernandes.
This is the only way
to save Matthew.
He will kill Matthew.
He will kill Matthew!
Yeah, Ali, go ahead.
It says in the Bible...
"Discipline
"your son
"for there is hope."
"But do not set your heart...
"on putting him to death."
Do your duty as Matthew's mother.
The man who made your son suffer...
Finish him.
What are you doing?
No.
Allah has blessed you
with this opportunity, Sarah.
I am sure you thought
of doing it many times before...
When this monster subjected
your son to such cruelty.
Matthew's life
now lies in your hands.
Please leave him alone.
His freedom lies in your hands.
Hold it.
Hold it!
No, Sarah.
Go!
Slash his wrist.
Let his wicked blood
trickle down the drain.
No.
Death shall free him
from his own crimes.
People shall only remember a father
who sacrificed himself for his son.
No, Sarah.
I am your husband, Sarah.
You've only
two minutes left, Sarah.
If you don't do it now,
then the bomb will go off.
My son's with them too, Sarah.
No!
I won't do this! I can't do this!
I won't let anything happen
to my son because of you two.
No. Mama! Mama!
Matthew.
No, please, Mama!
-Do it, Sarah.
-Mama, please!
Sarah, no.
Please, Mama!
Matthew.
No.
No, please.
No, please!
No.
No.
The job's done, Ali.
Enter the second code.
Ali...
Ali...
Ali!
Breaking news. Son of SHO
Manoj Hesi has just been released
and has been taken into custody
for further inquiry.
Your son.
He's your son.
Where is Matt?
Jesus. What did you make me do?
Hello? Hello?
Manoj Hesi. Congratulations
on your son's freedom.
Don't ever forget this favour.
Now, let's get back to the job.
Shut your trap.
I won't do
whatever you want me to do.
I think I'll have to send
a small gift to encourage you.
Motherfucker!
Who are you people?
What do you want?
For you to revisit your sins.
Why are you making me do all this?
I've sent you the location
for the second task.
And your time starts now.
Sarah, you want Matthew back, right?
So, tell me one thing.
Who else knew how Peter
was treating Matthew?
Tell me.
Who else knew?
I don't know!
Sarah!
Get in.
He seemed very innocent.
He even had an Aadhaar card.
Mobile shop owners
are selling Aadhaar card data
as cheaply as 10 these days.
He kept to himself.
I put him in charge of delivery.
He took a shine to the job as well.
And never gave
a chance to complain.
This was the final delivery
he made last night,
after which he never returned.
Solan Road.
Where's the rest of the address?
Dr. Gupta lives on Solan Road.
He orders at least
a couple of times every week.
Madam...
Dear, you've known me
since you were a child.
Help me with the police report
if you can.
I gave him refuge
thinking he was helpless.
I had no clue that he would
turn out to be a terrorist.
The number you're trying
to call is currently not reachable.
Third Indian Reserve Force
has arrived at the spot.
But the media isn't allowed inside.
If you hadn't quit
the police force,
even you would be serving
your country today.
Facing that bloody terrorist.
Starts with an "H."
Bhagat Prahlad's father.
Evil, vicious king.
"Hiranyakashyap."
Since that child died a year ago,
you've been sitting at home
hiding in your mother's lap.
Are you drunk again?
No, Mother, just two small pegs.
Why do you do this?
There's no water in the tap.
Go check the water tank.
Or have you quit doing
household chores as well?
There's the culprit.
Try to remember, Sarah.
Who else knew about what
Peter was doing to Matthew?
Think, Sarah.
This is the only way
to get to Ali's handler.
Or else I won't be able
to save Matthew.
No one knew.
No family, no friend.
Last month...
there was a medical camp at school.
Matt went for a full body check-up.
Matt has scars.
The doctor...
The doctor must have seen it.
Who was the doctor?
Who was the doctor, Sarah?
Dr. Anmol Gupta.
I thought this man
was a celebrated cop.
Local hero, right?
Even I can't believe my eyes, sir.
But it's a weird day today.
-Put all your men into finding him.
-Yes, sir.
Sir, we have an authorisation
on Operation Catacomb.
Listen, spread the news that...
What's his name? Hesi.
He's a person of interest,
nothing more.
We want people to trust us,
especially now.
Yes, sir.
Sir, what about his son, Akshay?
Did he say anything yet?
Not yet. He's in shock.
Hesi might try to contact him,
so we haven't released him yet.
He's still at the station.
Quiet! Quiet!
Quiet!
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Quiet. I said quiet!
What?
What?
Please be quiet. Be quiet.
Please.
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree
Why is my baby still awake?
The moon slumbers
Under the Neem tree
Why is my baby still awake?
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree...
The cow's fast asleep
In its shed
The sparrows are asleep
In their nests
Catacomb is a go.
Good luck, boys.
The flowers are asleep
In the garden
Close the petal of your eyes
As I sing you a lullaby
Why is my baby still awake?
You're 300 meters
from the main structure.
There's a grill ahead, sir.
Be quick and quiet, boys.
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree
Hands up!
He was like this when I got here.
Hands up!
Sumitra, he can help us
get to Ali's handler.
Manoj Hesi, I said hands up!
Hello, control room.
Manoj Hesi has been found.
Solan Road, Gupta Clinic.
Sumitra,
he told someone about a child.
Whom did you tell about Matthew?
Have you fucking lost your mind?
I won't miss the next time,
Manoj Hesi!
200 meters from the main structure.
Shit.
-Rita.
-Rita who?
Chicken.
Bunch of chickens, all of you.
Cock-a-doodle-doo.
Rita who?
Abort!
Abort!
Move back. Move back.
Move back.
Move back. Move back.
Come on. Fast.
Gupta.
Gupta!
Hesi.
Hesi!
Fuck! Fuck!
No! No!
I told you clearly.
If you cheat, children will die.
Call the medics, quick!
Move back. Move back.
Everyone, move back.
Move back.
Move back.
I said move back.
Move back.
Sir, sir, please.
One minute, sir.
-Sir.
-Go, Satyan.
I've lost two men here, sir.
Fuck!
This is not
some terrorist attack, Satyan.
There is no ideology here.
We're being played.
This is just a spectacle of fear.
To what end, sir?
An end which we will control.
Look, Sarah, you must leave.
No. Not without Mathew.
You or I...
If anyone of us gets caught
in the next hour,
then we won't be able
to save anyone.
I must go to complete
the second task.
I'll get Matthew out in an hour.
That's my promise.
Can I trust you?
The injured student, Navya Sharma,
is a student of Class XI.
She was the oldest
among the hostages.
What parent wouldn't want to give
their life to save their child's life?
Mrs. Meena Patel loved
her daughter till the end.
I salute her.
Take him away.
Someone...
I mean... Why?
I don't understand anything, sir.
Looking at the wounds,
it must have taken hours
for the blood to drain out.
And his condition suggests
that he was also poisoned.
Hesi didn't kill him.
At least not with his own hands.
And if he was poisoned,
then why such cruelty?
I mean...
there is more than
meets our eyes, sir.
Hello, Ali.
Ali, tell Rita that
I want to talk to her.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello, Ali.
Manoj Hesi. Go ahead.
What do you want from me?
And why did you kill Dr Gupta?
Who says our police is
incapable of solving cases?
Manoj Hesi, your second task
was to bring Ratan Negi to Mayajaal.
But what did you do? You wasted
your time at Dr Gupta's clinic.
The doctor has paid for his sins.
Now it's your turn.
Why are you doing this?
I loved playing
snakes and ladders as a kid.
I would always get hold
of someone and play all day.
It's your turn today.
Your game is up.
Come on, Manoj sir.
I've just started enjoying it.
Maybe you forgot,
but there's a terrorist in school
who has a bomb around his collar.
And the children.
Those innocent children...
Their lives are at stake.
Whatever you have
in that video against me
is nothing compared to
this barbaric act of yours!
Do you hear me?
Really?
What happened?
Is Sanawar's supercop speechless?
I'll never do it.
You've only eight minutes
to get Ali the next code.
You are crazy.
Manoj Hesi, we share
an old relationship.
Do you know that?
And I've faith
in the saviour of Sanawar...
Come out.
...that once again
you will save your city.
Sunset is in exactly 43 minutes.
If the suspect doesn't surrender
until then
or make any demands, then we'll go in
with Operation Jayadrath.
We kill the power to the school.
We make the breach. We immobilise
and neutralise the suspect.
In and out, a 90-second operation.
And the threat to
the hostage's life?
According to our simulation runs,
almost zero, ma'am.
You're forgetting something,
Bhaskar.
A child was thrown out
of the window in front of everyone.
And many lives are at risk here.
I know it very well, sir.
Truth is we've been playing
defence here the whole time.
Operation Jayadrath
will change that.
We won't give him that chance.
This is war,
and we've to fight to win.
Please authorise this.
Okay, go ahead.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, ma'am.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Walk!
Go.
Rita, what next?
Unbelievable, sir.
You're still good at this.
I can't even wash my clothes,
but you're seeing a lot of action.
Negi will see his parents die
before his own eyes.
And if he gets up
before the end of the show,
I'll make your video viral
all over the world.
What are you going to do
with Negi's parents, Rita?
Fucking untie me, Hesi!
If you want to settle scores,
then do it with me.
My parents
have never harmed anyone.
Rita, what's the next code?
Kill me! Kill me too!
What do you mean "kill me too"?
It's the result of our sins.
We should be paying for it.
We never committed any sin.
We only did our duty.
The day Neha died
Ratan Negi also died with her.
Reduced to ashes.
This is just my lifeless body.
Let this body be reduced
to ashes too. Don't...
Sir...
Where are you going, coward?
Come back here! Untie me!
What have my parents done
to deserve this?
Manoj Hesi
your third task is you've to return
to the school and set Ali free.
How can I do that? The school is--
Rita?
Rita?
Sumitra, don't tell anyone.
Manoj Hesi.
I need your help, Sumitra.
You've achieved quite a lot
today on your own, sir.
Look, Sumitra, to stop whatever
is going on in the school
you must come and meet me.
Now. Alone.
Time is running out, Sumitra.
I cannot trust anyone else.
You must come meet me now.
Where?
The old cabin?
How do you know?
I am your junior,
but I've learnt a lot from you.
The root of every crime
lies in some screwed-up past.
Hesi!
Hesi!
Akki, are you all right?
I know everything.
Ali showed me everything.
-It's a lie, Akki--
-Stop it, Papa.
How long will you keep lying?
Akki...
Don't take another step.
Sumitra!
You must have seen many corpses
in your glorious career.
I had seen only two before this.
So I couldn't forget them.
See...
I am sure you remember
who signed the post-mortem report.
All that is happening began here.
Sumitra, I don't have time.
What happened here that night?
A person getting lost
in these mountains wasn't new.
Since my childhood, I have heard
stories of people going missing here.
This story began when...
we got Neha's missing persons report.
Neha!
Neha!
Where are you?
Neha.
We couldn't find anything
for four days.
Even the police had no answers.
It was like
the jungle had swallowed her.
She was last spotted
leaving her school.
Her friend Navya Sharma
was with her.
She said someone tried
to molest them.
And during the struggle,
Navya managed to escape.
Neha ran towards the jungle,
with the attacker on her heels.
Neha!
Neha!
Neha!
Neha!
I didn't know what to do.
We couldn't find any clue
or her dead body.
In such cases,
if arrests are not made instantly,
then the chances of
the victim's survival are slim.
An incident like this
occurring with a local child
was a huge deal.
Manoj Hesi, come out!
Manoj Hesi, come out!
The situation had become tense.
There was fear of riots
breaking out.
Manoj Hesi, down-down!
Sanawar was going to burn
along with my reputation,
which I had earned over the years.
And then we found him.
It's been four days, sir.
We haven't found anything.
Hey!
Who are you?
Stop. Don't run.
You little...
He was never seen
in this area before.
He looked like a junkie.
Neha went missing,
and we found him four days later.
It was written all over his face
that he was guilty.
Stop...
Catch him.
Hey!
Where is the girl, asshole?
Princess.
Princess what?
Sleeping beauty.
Where is the girl?
Under the ground.
In deep sleep.
Where the fuck is she?
Tell me. Where is your princess?
Take us to her.
She... is in... deep sleep.
Deep sleep.
What is he saying, sir?
We're too late, Negi.
He has buried the girl.
Sir...
In 70% of abduction cases
of minors,
the culprit is a stranger.
Like a rag-picker or a junkie.
His description matched perfectly.
Don't worry.
It wasn't our fault.
I guess it was his fate to die.
Come here.
Come here.
Hold this. Now shoot.
-Shoot.
-No, sir. This is wrong.
What's done is done now, Negi.
Do you want to be defamed
or get a medal?
Shoot. Shoot!
-Sir...
-After today
Ratan Negi and Manoj Hesi
shall go down in history.
Shoot. I said shoot.
-No, sir--
-Shoot.
Shoot!
Navya Sharma
identified the culprit.
She confirmed that it was
the same boy who ran after Neha.
But Neha's post-mortem report
said that she died
a couple of hours
before her body was found.
Dr. Gupta told this
only to Negi and me.
But in the report Dr. Gupta--
Dr. Gupta wrote in his report
what I told him to write.
It was all clear.
When we were closing
the case and the culprit,
Neha was waiting for
her death in this dreadful well.
A crime that's never uncovered,
Akki, is the most dreadful one.
You wanted to know
why I want to distance myself
from you.
Because I knew someday
I'll have to pay for what I did.
Who is Rita?
Whoever she is and
whatever she wants from me,
I won't let them lay a finger
on those children today.
There's only one way to go in.
-They are here, sir.
-Boys!
No one will come forward.
This could be a trap, sir.
Don't worry.
This is just a performance.
Let's hope
the one it's for buys it.
Are you sure
this commandant will agree?
He needs evidence.
We'll need to show him the video, sir.
So, you think all this
is to get revenge from you.
As long as the kids are inside,
our hands are tied.
We will have to do as she says.
Till now,
on completing both her tasks,
she gave the right codes
for Ali's collar bomb.
For the next code also,
we will have to play her game.
Let me be very clear, Hesi.
This is not a game.
God damn it, I've lost two of my men.
Brave and honest men.
And if this is all your fault, then
I promise you I'll destroy you myself.
The children have seen me
bring Sumitra inside.
If we stay here for too long,
they will get suspicious.
We're wasting time.
But why is
she sending you inside, sir?
When I go inside,
Ali will get the fourth code.
And maybe the bomb
will get diffused.
Sumitra.
Look after Akshay, please.
I don't want his life
to get destroyed because of me.
First, let's try
to get out of here alive.
Hey!
Why did you bring the police here?
I didn't have any other
way to come in, Ali.
Now that I am here,
ask her for the next code.
Throw your gun down.
Find out the fourth code.
Stay there. Throw your gun down.
First, throw your gun down.
She can hear whatever Ali can hear.
But she can only see
what's in front of Ali.
ALI, WE'VE COME
TO SAVE YOU.
Ask her for the final code, Ali.
Hello. Hello.
The final code?
Hello. Hello.
Rita, what's the final code?
The final...
6-3-4...
And the last number?
What's the fourth number?
What's the last number, Rita?
Don't come inside!
The bomb's been activated again!
Manoj Hesi,
make madam wear the bomb.
Hurry up!
Don't get up. Crawl to her.
Wherever you go, you leave
innocent bodies in your wake.
It's time to atone for your sins.
Get up.
Get up!
Turn.
Open it, SHO sir.
Open it.
You're his mother, aren't you?
He died because of me.
I am the one you want.
But what harm have
the others done to you?
He was my only hope in life.
I couldn't tolerate it
if someone tried to hurt him.
Remember what I said.
Don't even lay a finger on him.
Don't lay a finger on my son.
Don't lay a finger on him!
Crazy mother, crazy son.
That's what everyone used to say.
They called him
his father's murderer.
I kept him safe for 10 years.
But they took him from me.
No one helped him.
Left him to rot in the world.
And he rotted.
I found him after a long time.
He had changed.
His body was intact,
but his soul was lost.
He might have died by your hands,
but everyone killed him much before.
I wanted to give him a new life.
Away from that hell in a new place.
I wanted to make a new beginning.
Guna.
And then we found
the world of our dreams.
-Mother!
-Where it was just him and I.
Away from the evil of the world.
I wanted to live in that world.
But I had forgotten
that dreams don't come true.
And that night
you shattered all my dreams.
It's a dreadful sight to see
your child die before your own eyes.
Your son, your heir
if he dies it's very painful.
But if he's killed
for the second time,
then you think how is it possible?
It is wrong. Very wrong.
-What is your name?
-Rita.
Welcome to St. George School.
Please sign the paper.
-Thank you.
-And I had to right this wrong.
I had to right every wrong.
Whatever happened with
your son was an accident.
But this could never happen
to your son.
It can. It can happen to anyone.
It can't.
Do you know why?
Because your son isn't different.
He's like the rest.
My son was different.
Very different.
And being different is a crime.
It didn't take your city a minute to
deem my son a monster and a junkie.
He fit the description,
didn't he, Manoj?
Your son chased after Neha
and pushed her in the well.
Neha's friend Navya testified.
And you believed her testimony.
Why?
Because she's an innocent girl
from a prestigious school.
You guys judge right and wrong
based on appearances, right?
Your city decided
that my son is a murderer,
Shoeb Ali is a terrorist,
Navya is innocent,
and Manoj Hesi is a hero.
Hesi, if you were a real hero,
then my son and Neha
would be alive.
What now?
Phone.
Contestant Manoj Hesi,
your final task is to shoot me.
And what if I don't?
I'll make your little video viral.
You didn't want anyone
to find out your truth.
Pick up the gun and set me free.
This...
This... poison, it's inside you.
Water from here
is supplied all over the city.
You want to jump into the water
and poison the entire city.
Not the entire city.
You and Negi will survive
to see your world crumble
before you.
Like I did.
Manoj Hesi, either save
your reputation or your city.
Rita!
Move back.
-Step back, come on.
-Back.
It's fake. This bomb is fake.
There comes a time in life
when everything seems pretty clear.
In that moment,
you are not afraid or confused.
And one can see their entire life
from start to end clearly.
That's when you understand
two things.
First, that life is a chain.
A series of links
made from our decisions.
And second,
every link is entwined
with many other links.
We all have the right
to make our decisions.
But every person in this chain
has to face its consequences.
What people call destiny
is often the consequence of
a decision made by someone else.
Each of our decisions
pushes us down a new path.
Whether these paths lead us to a dark
well or makes us scale new heights
is in no one's hands.
And amongst all this,
only one question remains...
What is the cost
of a wrong decision?
of a wrong decision?
Have you heard about
Mohammad bin Tughluq?
Tughluq was the king of India.
One day he issued an order
that he shall reign from Daulatabad
instead of Delhi.
There was an exodus
of millions of people,
including the young, old
and the sick.
People started dying midway
due to hunger, thirst and fatigue.
Destruction, agony and death
was everywhere.
Upon reaching Daulatabad,
Tughluq didn't like it.
An order was issued again!
Everyone has to return to Delhi.
Papa.
Are you even listening
to what I am saying?
Sultan.
Tughluq was the sultan of Delhi,
not the king of India.
Papa, the point is Tughluq's one decision
caused the death of millions.
And even more are dying
to get accepted in St. George.
She's smoking weed, right?
She's eager to get arrested.
Chill, Dad.
She's only smoking a beedi
to share on Insta.
And new hashtags are
doing the rounds these days.
#BeIndianSmokeBeedi.
#SmokingBeediIsCool.
Forget it.
And since when did
smoking beedi become cool?
Everything's cool nowadays.
Even the uber class smokes beedi now,
including those from St. George.
Soon you'll be a part of St. George.
But don't try anything "uber"
like this.
You can forget it.
You wouldn't even know.
What is the problem
with my Central Public School?
I get it. I get your plan.
First, you quit this city.
And now you want
to get rid of your son.
Cool.
Very good.
Live alone.
Doesn't make any difference to me.
But you know what, when you
live alone, you die also alone.
Papa, do you even know
how to switch on the Wi-Fi router?
-Oh, shit! No, no, no!
-Brake, brake, brake!
That thing you were saying...
"You will die alone."
That was good.
What was it?
It's a western tragopan.
The emperor of birds.
Don't worry. It wasn't your fault.
I guess it was its fate to die.
The bastards burned the entire hut
to the ground.
Is this the place?
Pick him up.
He's lost a lot of blood.
We can save his life.
You shot him dead, sir.
Case solved.
Sir... Sir...
If your father hadn't arrived
here on time that night,
then the entire Himachal
would've gone up in flames.
O Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed
Then sings my soul
My Saviour God
To thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
I would be remiss
if I don't thank you, sir,
or as we love to call him,
our "supercop," Mr. Manoj...
for pulling this town out of
the darkness it had plunged into.
Once the light that was Neha
was taken away from us.
And what a darkness it was.
Friends, children, five of
the toughest days and nights...
So, my admission has
nothing to do with my SOP.
They are just doing me a favour
because they want to suck up to you.
Don't fret about
how you're getting the admission.
Look, Akki...
you've to make it
much bigger than me in life.
Make a place for yourself
so people like me
are automatically drawn to you.
-Okay?
-Yeah...
Who is the manager
of this funeral service?
Spent a lot on the decoration.
How about putting
another sofa in the front row?
Right?
I mean...
Even I could've taken a seat
in the front row.
Getting Neha justice
wasn't just Manoj Hesi, SI Sanawar.
Sorry, sir.
SHO Manali.
Manoj Hesi wasn't the only one
who got Neha justice.
In fact, former ASI Ratan Negi
worked alongside to get her justice.
Isn't that right, sir?
Stop it, Negi.
Why should I?
Why should I stop it?
Did they stop...
when you and I couldn't
find Neha for five days?
Did they stop?
"Useless, worthless,"
many such abuses they hurled at us.
And now when she's dead,
everyone's clapping.
For what joy are you all clapping?
And for this man?
Stop it, Negi!
Enough.
Don't make things worse, or else...
Or else...
Or else what, sir?
I'll meet with the same fate.
Case closed?
You haven't changed, sir.
In fact, if it was someone else
instead of him and me,
then this girl Neha
would still be among us.
Bunch of assholes all of you.
Sir...
Death!
Stay back. Stay back.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Yes.
Jai Hind.
That was the Commissioner.
He's left Shimla.
He said that the IRF will take
at least an hour.
One hour?
We cannot wait one more hour, sir.
We should brief our men.
Yeah...
-Listen.
-Yes, sir.
Come here.
Until the IRF doesn't get here,
we have only one responsibility.
No one goes inside this building,
and no one comes out.
-Any doubts?
-No, sir!
Go.
Go sit over there.
Now!
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Does anyone know
how to turn this on?
Does anyone know
how to turn this on?
No! No!
I don't know.
Turn this thing on!
-I don't know how.
-Turn this thing on, or I'll kill you.
I know!
I know.
Stop him! Stop that car!
Stay back. Stay back.
Sir, please stay
behind the barricade.
Rawat...
who is this traitor?
How dare he spread terror in
my constituency!
This picture just came in.
It's from the Bohemia Cafe CCTV.
It's around 500 meters from here.
His name is Shoeb Ali.
Age 21 years.
Hurry up.
Back. Back.
-Turn this thing on.
-Yes.
Hey, you... what...
What are you doing?
Get back. I said get back.
It's on.
What's taking so long
to turn off the electricity?
How many people are inside?
Including students, parents and staff,
there must be around 50-55 people inside.
Here's the list.
-50-55.
-Yes, ma'am.
Fine.
Sir, this list just came in.
We should send this to the Commissioner
and the IRF Commander to save time.
Right.
-Hello.
-Hello.
Hello.
"Those with chaste intentions
and strong faith,
"their children shall
be sent to paradise too.
"It's the order of Allah
for the parents of these children.
"If you want to see
your children alive,
"then you must sacrifice yourself
or your partner's life.
"Either the mother has to kill the father,
or vice versa.
"Allah has left that to you to decide.
"The price of your child's freedom
is your sacrifice."
In the ongoing terrorist attack on
Sanawar's prestigious St. George School,
the suicide bomber has
laid down his first demand.
For the freedom of their child, the mother
or the father must sacrifice themselves.
What the real motive
of this terrorist is
and why he is making
such horrible demands
are not clear yet.
Listen...
Hey, what is it? What is this?
Go back.
I said move back.
What is your name?
Don't try to act smart. Move back.
I mean how do I address you?
Ali.
I wasn't supposed to say my name.
Look, Ali, everyone here
is scared of you.
They are following your orders too.
Now, do one thing.
Take that diary you have...
and read what's written next.
"The youngest kid..."
No one will leave their position.
Did anyone see
where the shot was fired from?
Can anyone see any kind of activity?
MLA sir, can you tell us--
Are you assholes out here
on a picnic?
What has your police
been doing for the past hour?
Why is it taking so long
to cut the power supply?
Only the adults will go out.
Children will stay.
And no more tricks.
STOP MANOJ KUMAR HESI.
You.
Come closer.
I said come closer.
Sir, this way!
-Take them away.
-Come.
Sir, it's not safe
for them to stay here.
Anything can go wrong.
Kailash, load them up in the cars.
Come on, hurry up.
Get in the vehicles.
Tell the boys to gather
at Barkat's eatery.
We start this revolution from there.
Get them in the car.
Stop. Stop.
Hold it.
Wear this.
Hello.
Hello, who is this?
Be patient. Soon you'll understand.
Right now, you only have 60 minutes.
Only 60.
To diffuse this bomb,
four codes need to be entered.
On entering the right code,
one red light will turn green.
With all four right codes, the collar
will unlock, the bomb will turn off
and all the kids will be set free.
But one wrong code...
Then?
Then all these innocent
children will be blown to bits.
The first code has already
been entered in this bomb.
And getting the remaining
three codes is your responsibility.
You have three small tasks
in the next three hours,
and it's the end of this story.
Akshay will stay here
so that I don't
have to repeat myself.
And to save you from the questions
of your brethren gathered outside...
Who got shot, sir?
She's a school maid.
She doesn't have too long.
Around 35 children
are still inside...
including my son, Akshay.
And which idiot
has cut off the power supply?
Turn the power back on!
Hello.
Hello.
If anyone tries
to suppress my voice...
I'll strangle the kids.
The power stays on,
and the media stays put.
All the parents,
listen to me carefully.
Either you kill or you die!
If you cheat,
the children will die.
My eyes are watching you.
As you can see
in our exclusive video,
how little children have
been positioned near the windows.
Horrific visuals coming in from the
ongoing terrorist attack at St. George's!
Where the hell are the IRF people?
What are you guys doing?
Take your positions!
What good will that do?
This is beyond
our capacity, Sumitra.
Yes, but those who can tackle
this situation are on their way.
And we handled as much as we could.
So... you know what, sir,
I've to go.
Go? Go where?
Barkat's eatery.
I might get some information
there about his handler, or...
You won't find his handler
eating breakfast on Mall Road.
He'll be operating
out of Karachi or Dubai.
Please let me go, sir.
This information is crucial.
And you've handled
the situation so well here.
Go.
We had faith in the government,
and we remained silent.
These outsiders came in and settled
in Sanawar, and we remained silent.
But what was the result
of our silence last year?
A girl from one of
our prestigious schools,
Neha Potkar,
her dead body was found.
Barkat Ali!
Is Barkat Ali still inside?
Are we going to stay silent again?
No! No!
Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat!
Barkat Ali!
Barkat!
Jai Hind, sir.
I kept an eye on
the mother and father.
I didn't give them a chance
to do anything dumb.
Excellent.
There's a shortage
of men at the school.
Go give them a hand.
I'll handle them.
-But, sir--
-Go now.
Yes, sir.
Children from elite families study
in this prestigious school of Sanawar.
And the press has been
on the spot for a while now,
-but only 18 cops are here.
-Mr. Fernandes.
Yes.
SHO Manoj Kumar Hesi.
I've something important
to discuss with you.
Can you all please excuse us?
Please.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You are the cop who just came out.
I've spoken directly
to the terrorist.
Is Matthew okay? Did you see him?
Are you Mrs. Fernandes?
Can I get a glass of water, please?
Please.
The lesser Mrs. Fernandes
knows, the better.
Can we talk somewhere in private?
Sure. This way, please.
Please come. This way.
Sir, the force has arrived.
Commander Bhaskar Chandra,
Third Indian Reserve Force.
We'll take it from here.
Sir, do you have
any new information?
Who is he? Why is he doing this?
Unfortunately not.
No terrorist organisation
has taken responsibility yet.
But looking at
the suspect's profile,
it seems like the boy landed on
some wrong ISIS social media page.
And maybe
he got obsessed with this.
Sir, are there terrorists
in social media as well?
Get the hawks in place.
Establish a secure line
to the CM. Quick!
Sir.
Kill him! Kill him!
Finish him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Stay back! Stay back!
Stay back!
Has everyone lost their minds!
Come to your senses!
You need to come
to your senses, madam.
This blindfold on your eyes
will soon be cleared.
Bring it here.
This. This.
What is this?
And this...
What is all this? Speak up.
When the police fail
to do their job,
we politicians will
have to dirty our hands.
Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him! Kill him!
Stay back! Stay back, I said!
Listen, madam. This case
is in the people's court now.
They will give the verdict
and decide the punishment.
You called the press
outside St. George, didn't you?
Turn on live recording and
don't take the camera off his face.
So, you called the press.
But who called you?
You see, I know everything
that goes on in my constituency.
You arrived 10 minutes
after we arrived.
But you were coming
from Shimla from your rally.
That means you knew what was going
to happen before the police did.
How?
Now you're in
the people's court, sir.
Answer me!
If anyone has any problem,
I am the first one they call.
So, who called you?
Who informed you?
Show me.
Stay back!
I'll skin you alive, Sumitra.
You got a call from a private number
30 minutes before the incident.
Did Ali call you himself?
Doesn't matter.
IRF must have arrived.
You can tell them.
You must be well aware
of their methods.
You made a big mistake, Sumitra.
The IRF are here today,
but they won't be here forever.
-Let's go.
-Come, let's go.
Let's go.
Come, let's go.
Peter!
Mrs. Fernandes.
Listen to me very carefully,
Mrs. Fernandes.
This is the only way
to save Matthew.
He will kill Matthew.
He will kill Matthew!
Yeah, Ali, go ahead.
It says in the Bible...
"Discipline
"your son
"for there is hope."
"But do not set your heart...
"on putting him to death."
Do your duty as Matthew's mother.
The man who made your son suffer...
Finish him.
What are you doing?
No.
Allah has blessed you
with this opportunity, Sarah.
I am sure you thought
of doing it many times before...
When this monster subjected
your son to such cruelty.
Matthew's life
now lies in your hands.
Please leave him alone.
His freedom lies in your hands.
Hold it.
Hold it!
No, Sarah.
Go!
Slash his wrist.
Let his wicked blood
trickle down the drain.
No.
Death shall free him
from his own crimes.
People shall only remember a father
who sacrificed himself for his son.
No, Sarah.
I am your husband, Sarah.
You've only
two minutes left, Sarah.
If you don't do it now,
then the bomb will go off.
My son's with them too, Sarah.
No!
I won't do this! I can't do this!
I won't let anything happen
to my son because of you two.
No. Mama! Mama!
Matthew.
No, please, Mama!
-Do it, Sarah.
-Mama, please!
Sarah, no.
Please, Mama!
Matthew.
No.
No, please.
No, please!
No.
No.
The job's done, Ali.
Enter the second code.
Ali...
Ali...
Ali!
Breaking news. Son of SHO
Manoj Hesi has just been released
and has been taken into custody
for further inquiry.
Your son.
He's your son.
Where is Matt?
Jesus. What did you make me do?
Hello? Hello?
Manoj Hesi. Congratulations
on your son's freedom.
Don't ever forget this favour.
Now, let's get back to the job.
Shut your trap.
I won't do
whatever you want me to do.
I think I'll have to send
a small gift to encourage you.
Motherfucker!
Who are you people?
What do you want?
For you to revisit your sins.
Why are you making me do all this?
I've sent you the location
for the second task.
And your time starts now.
Sarah, you want Matthew back, right?
So, tell me one thing.
Who else knew how Peter
was treating Matthew?
Tell me.
Who else knew?
I don't know!
Sarah!
Get in.
He seemed very innocent.
He even had an Aadhaar card.
Mobile shop owners
are selling Aadhaar card data
as cheaply as 10 these days.
He kept to himself.
I put him in charge of delivery.
He took a shine to the job as well.
And never gave
a chance to complain.
This was the final delivery
he made last night,
after which he never returned.
Solan Road.
Where's the rest of the address?
Dr. Gupta lives on Solan Road.
He orders at least
a couple of times every week.
Madam...
Dear, you've known me
since you were a child.
Help me with the police report
if you can.
I gave him refuge
thinking he was helpless.
I had no clue that he would
turn out to be a terrorist.
The number you're trying
to call is currently not reachable.
Third Indian Reserve Force
has arrived at the spot.
But the media isn't allowed inside.
If you hadn't quit
the police force,
even you would be serving
your country today.
Facing that bloody terrorist.
Starts with an "H."
Bhagat Prahlad's father.
Evil, vicious king.
"Hiranyakashyap."
Since that child died a year ago,
you've been sitting at home
hiding in your mother's lap.
Are you drunk again?
No, Mother, just two small pegs.
Why do you do this?
There's no water in the tap.
Go check the water tank.
Or have you quit doing
household chores as well?
There's the culprit.
Try to remember, Sarah.
Who else knew about what
Peter was doing to Matthew?
Think, Sarah.
This is the only way
to get to Ali's handler.
Or else I won't be able
to save Matthew.
No one knew.
No family, no friend.
Last month...
there was a medical camp at school.
Matt went for a full body check-up.
Matt has scars.
The doctor...
The doctor must have seen it.
Who was the doctor?
Who was the doctor, Sarah?
Dr. Anmol Gupta.
I thought this man
was a celebrated cop.
Local hero, right?
Even I can't believe my eyes, sir.
But it's a weird day today.
-Put all your men into finding him.
-Yes, sir.
Sir, we have an authorisation
on Operation Catacomb.
Listen, spread the news that...
What's his name? Hesi.
He's a person of interest,
nothing more.
We want people to trust us,
especially now.
Yes, sir.
Sir, what about his son, Akshay?
Did he say anything yet?
Not yet. He's in shock.
Hesi might try to contact him,
so we haven't released him yet.
He's still at the station.
Quiet! Quiet!
Quiet!
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Quiet. I said quiet!
What?
What?
Please be quiet. Be quiet.
Please.
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree
Why is my baby still awake?
The moon slumbers
Under the Neem tree
Why is my baby still awake?
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree...
The cow's fast asleep
In its shed
The sparrows are asleep
In their nests
Catacomb is a go.
Good luck, boys.
The flowers are asleep
In the garden
Close the petal of your eyes
As I sing you a lullaby
Why is my baby still awake?
You're 300 meters
from the main structure.
There's a grill ahead, sir.
Be quick and quiet, boys.
The moon slumbers
Under the neem tree
Hands up!
He was like this when I got here.
Hands up!
Sumitra, he can help us
get to Ali's handler.
Manoj Hesi, I said hands up!
Hello, control room.
Manoj Hesi has been found.
Solan Road, Gupta Clinic.
Sumitra,
he told someone about a child.
Whom did you tell about Matthew?
Have you fucking lost your mind?
I won't miss the next time,
Manoj Hesi!
200 meters from the main structure.
Shit.
-Rita.
-Rita who?
Chicken.
Bunch of chickens, all of you.
Cock-a-doodle-doo.
Rita who?
Abort!
Abort!
Move back. Move back.
Move back.
Move back. Move back.
Come on. Fast.
Gupta.
Gupta!
Hesi.
Hesi!
Fuck! Fuck!
No! No!
I told you clearly.
If you cheat, children will die.
Call the medics, quick!
Move back. Move back.
Everyone, move back.
Move back.
Move back.
I said move back.
Move back.
Sir, sir, please.
One minute, sir.
-Sir.
-Go, Satyan.
I've lost two men here, sir.
Fuck!
This is not
some terrorist attack, Satyan.
There is no ideology here.
We're being played.
This is just a spectacle of fear.
To what end, sir?
An end which we will control.
Look, Sarah, you must leave.
No. Not without Mathew.
You or I...
If anyone of us gets caught
in the next hour,
then we won't be able
to save anyone.
I must go to complete
the second task.
I'll get Matthew out in an hour.
That's my promise.
Can I trust you?
The injured student, Navya Sharma,
is a student of Class XI.
She was the oldest
among the hostages.
What parent wouldn't want to give
their life to save their child's life?
Mrs. Meena Patel loved
her daughter till the end.
I salute her.
Take him away.
Someone...
I mean... Why?
I don't understand anything, sir.
Looking at the wounds,
it must have taken hours
for the blood to drain out.
And his condition suggests
that he was also poisoned.
Hesi didn't kill him.
At least not with his own hands.
And if he was poisoned,
then why such cruelty?
I mean...
there is more than
meets our eyes, sir.
Hello, Ali.
Ali, tell Rita that
I want to talk to her.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello, Ali.
Manoj Hesi. Go ahead.
What do you want from me?
And why did you kill Dr Gupta?
Who says our police is
incapable of solving cases?
Manoj Hesi, your second task
was to bring Ratan Negi to Mayajaal.
But what did you do? You wasted
your time at Dr Gupta's clinic.
The doctor has paid for his sins.
Now it's your turn.
Why are you doing this?
I loved playing
snakes and ladders as a kid.
I would always get hold
of someone and play all day.
It's your turn today.
Your game is up.
Come on, Manoj sir.
I've just started enjoying it.
Maybe you forgot,
but there's a terrorist in school
who has a bomb around his collar.
And the children.
Those innocent children...
Their lives are at stake.
Whatever you have
in that video against me
is nothing compared to
this barbaric act of yours!
Do you hear me?
Really?
What happened?
Is Sanawar's supercop speechless?
I'll never do it.
You've only eight minutes
to get Ali the next code.
You are crazy.
Manoj Hesi, we share
an old relationship.
Do you know that?
And I've faith
in the saviour of Sanawar...
Come out.
...that once again
you will save your city.
Sunset is in exactly 43 minutes.
If the suspect doesn't surrender
until then
or make any demands, then we'll go in
with Operation Jayadrath.
We kill the power to the school.
We make the breach. We immobilise
and neutralise the suspect.
In and out, a 90-second operation.
And the threat to
the hostage's life?
According to our simulation runs,
almost zero, ma'am.
You're forgetting something,
Bhaskar.
A child was thrown out
of the window in front of everyone.
And many lives are at risk here.
I know it very well, sir.
Truth is we've been playing
defence here the whole time.
Operation Jayadrath
will change that.
We won't give him that chance.
This is war,
and we've to fight to win.
Please authorise this.
Okay, go ahead.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, ma'am.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Walk!
Go.
Rita, what next?
Unbelievable, sir.
You're still good at this.
I can't even wash my clothes,
but you're seeing a lot of action.
Negi will see his parents die
before his own eyes.
And if he gets up
before the end of the show,
I'll make your video viral
all over the world.
What are you going to do
with Negi's parents, Rita?
Fucking untie me, Hesi!
If you want to settle scores,
then do it with me.
My parents
have never harmed anyone.
Rita, what's the next code?
Kill me! Kill me too!
What do you mean "kill me too"?
It's the result of our sins.
We should be paying for it.
We never committed any sin.
We only did our duty.
The day Neha died
Ratan Negi also died with her.
Reduced to ashes.
This is just my lifeless body.
Let this body be reduced
to ashes too. Don't...
Sir...
Where are you going, coward?
Come back here! Untie me!
What have my parents done
to deserve this?
Manoj Hesi
your third task is you've to return
to the school and set Ali free.
How can I do that? The school is--
Rita?
Rita?
Sumitra, don't tell anyone.
Manoj Hesi.
I need your help, Sumitra.
You've achieved quite a lot
today on your own, sir.
Look, Sumitra, to stop whatever
is going on in the school
you must come and meet me.
Now. Alone.
Time is running out, Sumitra.
I cannot trust anyone else.
You must come meet me now.
Where?
The old cabin?
How do you know?
I am your junior,
but I've learnt a lot from you.
The root of every crime
lies in some screwed-up past.
Hesi!
Hesi!
Akki, are you all right?
I know everything.
Ali showed me everything.
-It's a lie, Akki--
-Stop it, Papa.
How long will you keep lying?
Akki...
Don't take another step.
Sumitra!
You must have seen many corpses
in your glorious career.
I had seen only two before this.
So I couldn't forget them.
See...
I am sure you remember
who signed the post-mortem report.
All that is happening began here.
Sumitra, I don't have time.
What happened here that night?
A person getting lost
in these mountains wasn't new.
Since my childhood, I have heard
stories of people going missing here.
This story began when...
we got Neha's missing persons report.
Neha!
Neha!
Where are you?
Neha.
We couldn't find anything
for four days.
Even the police had no answers.
It was like
the jungle had swallowed her.
She was last spotted
leaving her school.
Her friend Navya Sharma
was with her.
She said someone tried
to molest them.
And during the struggle,
Navya managed to escape.
Neha ran towards the jungle,
with the attacker on her heels.
Neha!
Neha!
Neha!
Neha!
I didn't know what to do.
We couldn't find any clue
or her dead body.
In such cases,
if arrests are not made instantly,
then the chances of
the victim's survival are slim.
An incident like this
occurring with a local child
was a huge deal.
Manoj Hesi, come out!
Manoj Hesi, come out!
The situation had become tense.
There was fear of riots
breaking out.
Manoj Hesi, down-down!
Sanawar was going to burn
along with my reputation,
which I had earned over the years.
And then we found him.
It's been four days, sir.
We haven't found anything.
Hey!
Who are you?
Stop. Don't run.
You little...
He was never seen
in this area before.
He looked like a junkie.
Neha went missing,
and we found him four days later.
It was written all over his face
that he was guilty.
Stop...
Catch him.
Hey!
Where is the girl, asshole?
Princess.
Princess what?
Sleeping beauty.
Where is the girl?
Under the ground.
In deep sleep.
Where the fuck is she?
Tell me. Where is your princess?
Take us to her.
She... is in... deep sleep.
Deep sleep.
What is he saying, sir?
We're too late, Negi.
He has buried the girl.
Sir...
In 70% of abduction cases
of minors,
the culprit is a stranger.
Like a rag-picker or a junkie.
His description matched perfectly.
Don't worry.
It wasn't our fault.
I guess it was his fate to die.
Come here.
Come here.
Hold this. Now shoot.
-Shoot.
-No, sir. This is wrong.
What's done is done now, Negi.
Do you want to be defamed
or get a medal?
Shoot. Shoot!
-Sir...
-After today
Ratan Negi and Manoj Hesi
shall go down in history.
Shoot. I said shoot.
-No, sir--
-Shoot.
Shoot!
Navya Sharma
identified the culprit.
She confirmed that it was
the same boy who ran after Neha.
But Neha's post-mortem report
said that she died
a couple of hours
before her body was found.
Dr. Gupta told this
only to Negi and me.
But in the report Dr. Gupta--
Dr. Gupta wrote in his report
what I told him to write.
It was all clear.
When we were closing
the case and the culprit,
Neha was waiting for
her death in this dreadful well.
A crime that's never uncovered,
Akki, is the most dreadful one.
You wanted to know
why I want to distance myself
from you.
Because I knew someday
I'll have to pay for what I did.
Who is Rita?
Whoever she is and
whatever she wants from me,
I won't let them lay a finger
on those children today.
There's only one way to go in.
-They are here, sir.
-Boys!
No one will come forward.
This could be a trap, sir.
Don't worry.
This is just a performance.
Let's hope
the one it's for buys it.
Are you sure
this commandant will agree?
He needs evidence.
We'll need to show him the video, sir.
So, you think all this
is to get revenge from you.
As long as the kids are inside,
our hands are tied.
We will have to do as she says.
Till now,
on completing both her tasks,
she gave the right codes
for Ali's collar bomb.
For the next code also,
we will have to play her game.
Let me be very clear, Hesi.
This is not a game.
God damn it, I've lost two of my men.
Brave and honest men.
And if this is all your fault, then
I promise you I'll destroy you myself.
The children have seen me
bring Sumitra inside.
If we stay here for too long,
they will get suspicious.
We're wasting time.
But why is
she sending you inside, sir?
When I go inside,
Ali will get the fourth code.
And maybe the bomb
will get diffused.
Sumitra.
Look after Akshay, please.
I don't want his life
to get destroyed because of me.
First, let's try
to get out of here alive.
Hey!
Why did you bring the police here?
I didn't have any other
way to come in, Ali.
Now that I am here,
ask her for the next code.
Throw your gun down.
Find out the fourth code.
Stay there. Throw your gun down.
First, throw your gun down.
She can hear whatever Ali can hear.
But she can only see
what's in front of Ali.
ALI, WE'VE COME
TO SAVE YOU.
Ask her for the final code, Ali.
Hello. Hello.
The final code?
Hello. Hello.
Rita, what's the final code?
The final...
6-3-4...
And the last number?
What's the fourth number?
What's the last number, Rita?
Don't come inside!
The bomb's been activated again!
Manoj Hesi,
make madam wear the bomb.
Hurry up!
Don't get up. Crawl to her.
Wherever you go, you leave
innocent bodies in your wake.
It's time to atone for your sins.
Get up.
Get up!
Turn.
Open it, SHO sir.
Open it.
You're his mother, aren't you?
He died because of me.
I am the one you want.
But what harm have
the others done to you?
He was my only hope in life.
I couldn't tolerate it
if someone tried to hurt him.
Remember what I said.
Don't even lay a finger on him.
Don't lay a finger on my son.
Don't lay a finger on him!
Crazy mother, crazy son.
That's what everyone used to say.
They called him
his father's murderer.
I kept him safe for 10 years.
But they took him from me.
No one helped him.
Left him to rot in the world.
And he rotted.
I found him after a long time.
He had changed.
His body was intact,
but his soul was lost.
He might have died by your hands,
but everyone killed him much before.
I wanted to give him a new life.
Away from that hell in a new place.
I wanted to make a new beginning.
Guna.
And then we found
the world of our dreams.
-Mother!
-Where it was just him and I.
Away from the evil of the world.
I wanted to live in that world.
But I had forgotten
that dreams don't come true.
And that night
you shattered all my dreams.
It's a dreadful sight to see
your child die before your own eyes.
Your son, your heir
if he dies it's very painful.
But if he's killed
for the second time,
then you think how is it possible?
It is wrong. Very wrong.
-What is your name?
-Rita.
Welcome to St. George School.
Please sign the paper.
-Thank you.
-And I had to right this wrong.
I had to right every wrong.
Whatever happened with
your son was an accident.
But this could never happen
to your son.
It can. It can happen to anyone.
It can't.
Do you know why?
Because your son isn't different.
He's like the rest.
My son was different.
Very different.
And being different is a crime.
It didn't take your city a minute to
deem my son a monster and a junkie.
He fit the description,
didn't he, Manoj?
Your son chased after Neha
and pushed her in the well.
Neha's friend Navya testified.
And you believed her testimony.
Why?
Because she's an innocent girl
from a prestigious school.
You guys judge right and wrong
based on appearances, right?
Your city decided
that my son is a murderer,
Shoeb Ali is a terrorist,
Navya is innocent,
and Manoj Hesi is a hero.
Hesi, if you were a real hero,
then my son and Neha
would be alive.
What now?
Phone.
Contestant Manoj Hesi,
your final task is to shoot me.
And what if I don't?
I'll make your little video viral.
You didn't want anyone
to find out your truth.
Pick up the gun and set me free.
This...
This... poison, it's inside you.
Water from here
is supplied all over the city.
You want to jump into the water
and poison the entire city.
Not the entire city.
You and Negi will survive
to see your world crumble
before you.
Like I did.
Manoj Hesi, either save
your reputation or your city.
Rita!
Move back.
-Step back, come on.
-Back.
It's fake. This bomb is fake.
There comes a time in life
when everything seems pretty clear.
In that moment,
you are not afraid or confused.
And one can see their entire life
from start to end clearly.
That's when you understand
two things.
First, that life is a chain.
A series of links
made from our decisions.
And second,
every link is entwined
with many other links.
We all have the right
to make our decisions.
But every person in this chain
has to face its consequences.
What people call destiny
is often the consequence of
a decision made by someone else.
Each of our decisions
pushes us down a new path.
Whether these paths lead us to a dark
well or makes us scale new heights
is in no one's hands.
And amongst all this,
only one question remains...
What is the cost
of a wrong decision?