Brother, we'll meet in Sham.
Let's have a feast there next week.
The kids will be there well in advance.
I wanted to tell you everything, Aditi,
but I was scared about how you would react.
I didn't want you to be hasty
-in judging me. -Oh, shut up!
"Aditi, my mom and dad died in an accident when I was a kid.
"My mom's younger sister raised me, brought me up.
"Aditi, ever since I was a kid, I was always in the kitchen,
"so my aunt encouraged me.
"Then she sent me to Aurangabad.
"And now I'm here, in Istanbul, to earn a living.
"And, Aditi, you aren't just Aditi.
"You're that living I am earning."
Aditi, I'm really sorry.
-I was just doing-- -I knew it.
-What do you know? -That you're a criminal.
-Aditi, don't utter-- -You fled from India, right?
-You want to know the truth? -Yes!
Aditi, actually, I'm...
Excuse me.
I guess I'm waiting.
Please.
I said I'm sorry.
I'm listening. Go on.
I was seven years old...
when I murdered my father.
He used to hit my mother and me every day when drunk.
I have an uncle called Himmat.
He has a travel agency in Delhi.
He sent me to Dubai.
I grew up there,
and then I joined the Dubai Institute of Culinary Arts.
Then I came here to earn a living.
Now which is this aunt of yours who died out of the blue?
You don't really remember things.
She was the one who gifted us our honeymoon package.
I'll show you her photo in our wedding album.
But there's a board meeting going on right now.
I have clients here from abroad.
You needn't let your business face any losses.
I'll be back in a few days.
Please try to understand.
Uncle must be there alone with the kids.
But how can you leave all of a sudden?
-I've to book flight tickets-- -No, no.
I've arranged for that. Have a look.
I even got a discount.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is
Ajab Prem Ki Ghazab Kahani, Part 2.
That's right, Ms. Juhi. Your Avinash is coming.
-When will Pari be back? -How would I know?
She's on her way. She'll be here any minute.
You know, Himmat, I feel so jealous.
You never deployed anyone to keep an eye on me.
I was the one who had my eyes on you.
So sweet!
She's here. Open the door.
-Happy birthday! -Thank you!
By the way, we're going
-for lunch today, right? -Of course!
-Okay. -Many happy returns of the day.
Thanks, Dad.
So, how was your night out... I mean, studies?
-Amazing. Great. -Good, good.
So, what birthday gift do you want? Tell me.
Join us for lunch, Dad.
Yeah... Yeah, I'll try.
Great. See you then.
-Did you see that? -Don't trip.
-Don't-- -No! She knows.
She knows that I can't come along as today's a weekday.
She said it deliberately. "Join us for lunch, Dad."
-These motherfucking emotions-- -Oh, God!
You know, when I was a kid, we had a landlord called Nandu.
He had a daughter.
We used to tease him by saying,
"Nandu's daughter is all grown up."
Today, I'm motherfucking Nandu.
-Yes, Karan? -Sir, everyone has landed.
Okay, I'll reach office soon.
Bye.
Bye, Nandu!
Not funny.
-Karan. -Sir.
What's the update?
Sir, all four of them are about to reach the safe house.
-Farooq? -All his numbers are switched off.
-Good. -"Good"?
Sir, how will we know where he is?
Sir?
TRUTH ALONE TRIUMPHS
Be ready for the transmission.
I'll contact you only when I'm 100% sure
that Ikhlaq Khan is coming there.
Greetings. Welcome.
Thank you.
You know Ismail.
-Hello. -Hello.
And this is Amjad.
And Mr. Ikhlaq? We're signing the papers today, right?
Mr. Ikhlaq will be joining us directly at the oil fields.
-That's great. Please come. -Thank you.
Excuse me, guys. Give your phones, please.
-Amjad. -Yes, Mr. Hafiz?
Your shoelace.
Right.
Thanks.
Avi.
-How are you, bro? -Tell me how you're doing.
-All good? -Yes. All great!
-Good to see you. -Same here.
-Hey. Hi, Ruhani. -Hi.
-How are you doing? -Good. How are you?
-Very good. -Ruhani...
-Got this connected... -Yes... What?
Hi.
-So, what's up? -Well... the call.
-Yes, sir? -If you are done with the greetings,
-should we start the work? -Yes, sir.
Put the phone on speaker.
Sir, everyone can hear you.
-Hello, everyone. -Hello, sir.
The objective of Operation Shadow is to kill Ikhlaq Khan.
The target will be in Fali Oil Fields today.
He'll be there to close a business deal on Jamaat's behalf.
I just got the confirmation
that even Ikhlaq Khan is going to be there.
This is our only window of opportunity.
-Avinash will lead this op. -Yes, sir.
Ruhani and Bala will take care of the base.
-Sir. -Sir.
-Avinash... -Sir.
-Juhi and you will be in the field. -Sir.
Their car has just left.
It will take them about an hour to reach there.
Avinash, this location
is only 20 minutes away from your safe house.
Sir.
As soon as you set up the equipment,
Ruhani, you're going to give me a call.
I'll share their GPS feed with you.
Okay, sir.
Guys.
It doesn't matter to me what today's body count will be,
but you need to keep two things in mind.
First...
I want confirmation pertaining to Ikhlaq Khan's death.
Second...
there should be no reduction in the number of my team members.
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
Well, the rest... Kemaal, the guy standing behind you,
knows the rest.
Any questions?
-No, sir. -No, sir.
One won't ask even if one has a question.
Hush!
Good.
So, call me back when you're ready.
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
-Ruhani. -Yeah?
Farooq's on the grid. Just check the satellite images.
What range would you prefer to take the shot?
The wind isn't strong.
One kilometre will be enough.
I'm sorry.
Did you say something?
I'm sorry.
What are you saying? I can't hear a thing.
-Zero. Status. Over. -Zero. Confirming status.
Package one reaching destination in five. Over.
Team Alpha patched in? Over.
Alpha patched in. Loud and clear. Over.
Both teams relay on as is basis. Over.
-Copy. -Copy.
-Mr. Hafiz, this is my boss. -Nice meeting you.
-Finally. -Boss, this is Mr. Hafiz.
The boss says that he's glad to see you.
Ismail.
Pleasure.
-And this is Amjad. -Nice to meet you, sir.
Excuse me, sir.
The boss wants to know when Mr. Ikhlaq Khan will come.
In about three minutes.
He's here.
Ikhlaq Khan.
Ikhlaq.
Sir, the car has stopped.
Black-tinted windows, looks bulletproof.
Yes, Mr. Ikhlaq?
Yes.
But...
Sir, Hafiz is on the phone but Ikhlaq is still in the car.
Okay.
It's too hot here.
Mr. Ikhlaq invited you to his car to sign.
What's going on there?
Sir, Hafiz and the Russians are talking.
Ikhlaq is still in the car.
Sir, both Hafiz and the Russian businessman
are headed towards the car.
What the fuck is this?
Sorry.
Sir, the Russian has entered the car.
Hafiz is outside the car.
Do you have a view?
Negative, sir.
Where's Farooq?
He's there, sir. Near the car.
Sir, I have clean shots of Hafiz and the Russian.
Sir, please give the orders.
I have clean shots of both of them, sir.
Order, sir, please.
Sir, please give the order.
Order, sir, please.
Negative. Ikhlaq?
He's in the car, sir.
Sir, the car is leaving. Please order me.
Do you want me to take the shot?
Amjad.
It's your turn now.
-Do you have a clean shot? -Negative, sir.
Then take a shot at what? God damn it!
I expect my copy tomorrow.
My boss says that it was a pleasure meeting Mr. Ikhlaq,
and he has a good sense of humour.
Thank you.
Order, sir, please!
Abort.
I repeat. Abort and return to base.
What happened, Amjad?
It was a major deal.
But you don't seem happy.
No, it isn't so, Mr. Hafiz.
However, I am a little disappointed.
And why is that?
You said that, if God wills, then today, in Baku,
we'd meet that Jamaat link, which keeps all of us together.
Mr. Ikhlaq was in front of me, inside that car,
but I couldn't meet him. That's why...
That's why I'm a little disappointed.
When did I say that link is called Mr. Ikhlaq?
You didn't say that, Mr. Hafiz. Well...
Well, that agreement suggested that Mr. Ikhlaq was seated in that car.
His signatures were on it.
You have a keen eye, Amjad.
That's a good thing.
-Ismail. -Yes, Mr. Hafiz?
-When is the feast? -At 8 p.m.
If God wills...
Mr. Chaddha, for how long are we going to wait?
What?
That's what I was checking.
If Himmat has sent a message or something.
-No, he hasn't, Mr. Chaddha. -Sorry?
Himmat hasn't sent you any message, Mr. Chaddha.
Yeah... you're right.
Today, we even had to skip our lunch.
Let's wait for another half an hour.
Mathur, have some tea sent for me.
Without sugar.
-Mr. Chaddha, what about you? -One teaspoon.
Yes, sir.
Come on, brothers and sisters
and my dear friends.
Farah.
I'm going to the medical store.
Farah, don't open the door when the bell rings.
Okay.
No, I'll lock the door.
Take care.
-Where's Khushi? -Here I am, friends!
-Yes, ma'am? -Well...
Please give me these two medicines.
Farah! Farah! Farah!
Farah, let go!
Farah, let go! Let go!
There's no one! There's no one!
There's nothing there. Everything is fine.
Everything is fine, Farah. Farah, everything is fine!
Everything is fine.
Juhi.
Juhi, I want to talk to you.
Juhi.
Yes, sir. Yes.
Sir, they're here. I'll put them on the speaker.
-Avinash. -Sir.
Sir, did Ikhlaq find out about our location?
I doubt that.
Had that been the case, he would've changed the location.
What about Farooq, sir?
Has he been compromised?
-You think so? -I don't know, sir.
When you don't know that, why think of such a thing?
Farooq is on the line. I'm patching him through.
-Yes, Farooq? -Sir, he was right in front of me.
Avinash didn't have a clean shot of the target.
The car door opened twice, sir.
And both times, my view was blocked.
Guys, guys! There's nothing you could've done.
Okay?
Farooq, what's your location?
Sir, I'm in the hotel room.
We're about to leave to attend a wedding.
-What do you mean by "we"? -Hafiz, Ismail and me.
Did Hafiz drop any hints
as to when he's going to meet Ikhlaq again?
No, sir.
Does Hafiz know where Ikhlaq Khan is?
Absolutely, sir. He's in constant touch with him.
Let's abduct Hafiz.
Sir?
We can't wait anymore. We have to go on the offensive.
Let's abduct Hafiz. He'll tell us where Ikhlaq Khan is.
We don't have time.
-Farooq, are you there? -Sir.
When is this function taking place? Where is it?
At 8 o'clock, sir. It's right here, in this hotel.
Good. We have ample time.
You need to share the details of your hotel with Ruhani.
Avinash, go through it
-and come up with a plan. -Sir.
Sir, this kind of behaviour
-is completely unacceptable. -Yes.
I mean, we were seated there all day, but he didn't show up!
It was almost 4:15 p.m.
Good evening, sir. Evening, sir.
You seem fit and fine.
Yes...
Himmat, you didn't attend the inquiry today?
Sir, there was some trivial work. That's why I was occupied.
Is the requisition worth Rs. 40 lakh
-for that particular trivial work? -Yes, it is.
These people are closing this inquiry today.
-Mr. Chaddha. -Himmat...
the findings of the inquiry pertaining to you
are completely unsatisfactory.
So, no more payments
can be authorised to you by the Secret Service Fund.
I'm sorry.
Okay, sir.
Didn't you get it, Himmat Singh?
Look, your monetary requirements will remain blocked
until there is a new internal audit commission.
Do you understand?
-Is that clear? -Okay, sir.
Hey...
Apologies, sir. I have to attend a wedding.
So, I'll have to take your leave.
Thank you.
He's going to attend a wedding!
Is he out of his mind?
Bala?