(alarm ringing)
(students chatting)
(boy) We can't be late for that grump's lecture.
Kabir!
(thumping)
Kabir! Wake up, bro!
We're late for Fonseca sir's class. He'll screw you.
Shit!
(Pritam) If anyone is late even by a minute for Professor Fonseca's class,
he would taunt them for a week.
I was a whole ten minutes late.
The second time.
Sorry, sir. Sir, may I please come in?
He's early... for tomorrow's class.
(students laugh)
And late... for today's class.
Sir, I'm not f-feeling well.
Oh, really?
- In fact, I was at the hospital. - Which one?
Sir... All Cure Hospital.
Where's that?
Sir, it's one... one kilometre away.
I walked. That's why I got late.
- And walked back too? - Yes, sir.
Two kilometres.
Let's have a look.
- Two kilometres is equivalent to... - (keys clacking)
2,448 steps.
Can I see your phone, please?
And open your Health App.
Hurry up, please.
Oh, boy!
Today you walked 207 steps.
From the hostel to the class.
Neither are his legs working today
nor his brain.
Have I insulted you?
Would you like to say something?
(loudly) Would you like to say something?
No?
Get out!
Wait in my office.
Actually, sir... I would like to say something.
Oh, thank God.
You're the reason God created the middle finger.
(all) Oh!
(dramatic musical sting)
(Pritam) I was mad.
I wanted to find something to humiliate him.
I worked all night.
By morning, I had hacked Professor Fonseca's inbox.
His emails uncovered his connection to a female.
A research scholar at a Boston engineering college.
His bi-annual trips to Boston were not for research
but for the research scholar.
I created an anonymous email ID.
Wrote an email, with the subject...
"Married professor's extracurricular activities."
And emailed his photos, love letters...
to the entire college.
Including his wife.
(tense music)
Honey, I'm going.
Honey?
Nina, I'm going, darling.
(door shuts)
(laughing)
Welcome, welcome, sir!
What?
(giggles)
My God! Disgusting!
(indistinct murmuring)
(students laughing and jeering)
(sombre music)
(jeering loudly and clapping)
(door shuts)
(door opens)
(door shut, lock clicks)
(Pritam) That day, Professor Fonseca...
jumped from the lighthouse.
(thudding)
I ran away from college immediately.
Changed my city, name...
Sir, I'm hiding even today.
From myself. From my friends.
From everyone.
Forgive yourself.
You were a kid.
Life's too complex to understand.
Look at me.
I'm struggling even at this age.
I never knew a cyber game could kill kids.
My son, Leo, was also playing the Blue Whale Challenge.
Know what his last task was?
To jump in a well.
Those bastards told him
his father is Batman, so he'll save him.
I couldn't save Leo.
I want to save Vinny.
I need your help.
I need to find out who has Vinny.
And why he is after you?
Ever asked about the professor's family?
I didn't have the guts.
First time I saw his wife was in the hospital today.
Let's find out.
(Pritam breathes heavily)
(suspenseful music)
"Professor Fonseca is survived by his wife, Nina,
"and son who lives in the US."
"Martin."
Martin is onto you.
(theme song)
(phone ringing)
Oh!
Hello, brother!
Check your account.
I've returned your one million.
Why, brother?
You paid me to kidnap, house and return the kid.
I'm not returning the kid now.
Are you mad?
Where's the kid?
With me.
Where are you?
With the kid.
Hey!
Are you kidding me?
(shouts) How can you hang up on me, man?
- Fucking bastard man! - (glass breaks, cat meows)
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Welcome back after the break.
Vinny's with me.
Note down next steps.
One...
One second.
How can we trust Vinny's with you?
Another guy says he's got Vinny.
Fair question.
Our country's future is secure
in the hands of an intelligent minister like yourself.
(hits key)
Ma'am, check your phone.
(phone pings)
(gasps) Vinny! Dileep!
- Dileep! - Vinny.
Dileep!
(Shraddha cries in horror)
- (intense music) - Vinny!
Vinny has no manners.
He showed me the middle finger.
I solved the problem.
He'll never be able to anymore.
- (Shraddha crying) - You bastard!
I'll screw you!
I will fucking find you. I promise you.
Vinny!
I'm sending you the location.
Send the cash only with Pritam.
If anyone follows him...
Vinny will go through another weight-loss programme
of one more finger.
(crying) Vinny!
Minister sir,
it was a pleasure doing business with you.
Have a nice day.
(ominous musical sting)
Whose phone has the best battery life?
Mine. It's the latest model.
18 hours battery life.
With HD streaming.
Best picture quality.
100 megapixel camera.
Photograph the moon and it appears as if it's right here.
Hey! You broke my phone!
- It's new-- - One minute, sir.
I'm doing it for Vinny.
A phone's screen consumes maximum battery. Here.
Without it, the battery life doubles.
We only need the phone's GPS to track our guy.
He'll see the phone when he opens the bag in his house.
Exactly. We want his home location.
Desai, give me your phone.
Keep it in an easy-to-spot place.
Smart idea.
Let the red tag show.
(doors shut)
You know he doesn't want money.
He wants revenge.
Keep this with you.
No, sir.
The kid's life's at stake.
Can't risk it.
Sir, look!
Noodles from the tap...
Believe me, there's a ghost in the house.
The ransom is going to the wrong guy.
Bhalekar, please go inside.
Sir, noodles...
Please go inside!
Be careful.
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
Vinny?
(Pritam moaning)
(intense music)
What was my dad's fault?
He caught your lie?
That was his mistake?
Are you God to punish everyone?
Tell me!
Martin, let Vinny go.
His mother is going nuts.
Mine has already gone nuts.
I couldn't go back to the US.
I lost my job. You didn't care then.
I'm really sorry, Martin.
- Sorry? - Yeah.
(groans)
Don't apologise to me.
Apologise to my dad.
Not like this.
Go up to heaven.
Meet Dad and apologise.
Face to face.
He jumped from the lighthouse at 10.15 a.m.
You'll jump from there, too.
Same time.
And don't be late. You know Dad does not like it, right?
If you jump,
I'll return Vinny to his dad.
If you don't...
I'll send Vinny to my dad.
You know, I never went to my dad's grave.
Because I promised him...
the day I kill his killer
I'll go to meet him.
You made me wait three years.
You have eight hours.
And your time starts... now.
(clock ticking)
(Martin sighs)
(unzips)
(sighs)
Sir!
Sir, Pritam has messaged!
He found Vinny.
Where is he? When will he come?
Sherlyn?
Sir, he's 45 minutes away.
Is he okay?
I don't know, sir.
- Sathe... - Yes, sir.
Call a team of doctors.
Sir, Sathe sir's phone is moving.
Jayant, follow it.
Yes, sir.
And keep distance. Got it?
I'm a kilometre behind him.
Good.
(breathing heavily)
Why isn't Pritam answering?
Not to worry, sir.
He's headed here.
Doctor, a second...
Vinny's finger is cut off.
There could be other injuries and trauma.
Don't worry.
Our team's here. We'll take care of him.
Vinny's here, sir. 30 seconds away.
(dramatic music)
Open the gate!
Where's Vinny?
Vinny!
Where's Vinny?
Dileep, where's Vinny?
Why isn't he in the car?
He isn't in the car.
Where's Vinny? Tell me where he is.
Sir, this is Pritam's phone.
Who sent you here?
I got a call.
I was told to drop the car here and pick the rest of the cash.
- Quiet! - Where's my money?
Shut up!
(door lock clicks)
She can't stop crying!
- I told you not to involve these jokers. - Pedro sir!
- What happened to you? - I'm fine.
- Where's Vinny? - I don't know.
What?
Then why message you had Vinny?
I didn't. He took my phone.
- We have to track him down. - The tracker has stopped here.
Sir, it's a crowded building.
There are many phones nearby.
Got it.
Working Men's Hostel.
Mapusa.
Sir, we've reached the hostel.
The room number?
Room number?
GPS gives an approximate location.
Can't confirm a room number.
Jayant, check all the rooms.
Sir, there are 100-200 rooms.
It'll be chaos if we enter each one.
It's impossible to check 100-200 rooms!
(breathes deeply)
Sir...
- Yes? - Tell the team--
- One minute. - Tell Jayant.
Hello, Jayant sir?
Send one constable per floor.
Tell them to talk loudly and walk
from one end to the other end.
Whom to talk to?
Themselves, nature, God...
Anyone. Doesn't matter.
Give sir the phone.
Sure, one second. Sir.
Yes, Jayant?
I think the boy has lost his marbles.
When you got hit on your head, did you hear click-clacking inside?
Sir, please do as I say.
Trust me.
- Who are you calling? - Sathe's phone.
Before breaking it, I activated auto-answer.
It'll connect after two rings.
Here, sir. We're connected.
Now we'll hear the constable closest to Martin's room.
We'll get the room number.
Jayant, sing!
Loudly. And tell the others to sing, too!
Everyone, take position on each floor.
- Yes, sir. - Move!
Start singing!
Go on!
(singing out of tune) ♪ My beaming sweetheart is here ♪
♪ Obvious, like a foot blister ♪
♪ We'll dream again and soar ♪
♪ With renewed vigour, we'll roar ♪
♪ We have passion ♪
♪ True passion ♪
♪ Raunchy tales of life ♪
♪ Naughty youth! Oh, naughty naughty youth ♪
♪ Johnny, Johnny Yes, Papa? ♪
♪ Eating sugar? No, Papa ♪
♪ Open your mouth ♪
♪ Ha, ha, ha! ♪
(singing overlapping)
♪ Hail to the Mighty Lord! ♪
♪ We will win, one day! ♪
♪ ...naughty naughty youth ♪
♪ Life's naughty... ♪
- Sir, whose voice is this? - ♪ Naughty youth... ♪
Jayant's.
♪ Sweet and salty elixir Naughty youth ♪
Wait, he's gone ahead. Ask him to backtrack.
Jayant...
sing and walk in reverse.
♪ Raunchy tales of life Naughty youth... ♪
♪ Sweet and salty elixir Naughty youth ♪
Stop.
- ♪ Raunchy tales-- ♪ - Jayant, stop.
Stop singing.
Why, sir?
It's such a lovely song!
Jayant, Martin is in the room next to you.
Go inside.
Careful. Vinny's there, too.
We're coming. Be careful.
Let's go.
(gun cocks)
(door thumps open)
Sathe's phone.
(intense music)
(frustrated car owner) Who took it? Where is it?
Did you see it?
Where did it go?
I'd parked it right here.
Where's my car?
(dramatic music)
(brakes squeal)
Where is he?
He got away.
What?
We found this.
Who's this?
His car's stolen.
I'm sure it's Martin.
Set up checkpoints.
There are three highways. How many roads to block?
Is your car toll-RFID tagged?
- Yes. - Brilliant.
Let's wait, sir.
When Martin crosses a toll booth, he'll get a message.
(suspenseful music)
- (phone pings) - "Karwar Highway Toll Booth."
(car door shuts)
(phone ringing)
- Yes, sir. - How did he escape the hostel?
Sir, he found Sathe's phone.
How?
It was well hidden in the bag.
Sir, is someone tipping off Martin?
Shall I ask the minister?
No, sir. Please don't.
I'll... find him.
Sir.
Sir, I think we got him.
I'll call back in two minutes.
Sorry.
- (car doors shuts) - (cocks gun)
Someone's tipping him off.
- We found Martin. - Don't speak.
Stop!
Go back.
Further back.
Near the cars.
Talk now.
He's in a bus headed to Mangalore.
How do you know?
I'm tracking his phone number, sir.
You said he's untraceable because of a VPN.
I worked it out.
The toll was charged at 6:38 a.m.
Only three phones pinged the tower.
Two belonged to the toll booth operators.
The third one was definitely Martin's!
Sir, there are many phones around him.
I think he's in a bus.
(thrilling music)
(phone ringing)
Sir, got him!
He's in a bus headed to Mangalore.
He just crossed Polem.
Barricade the area and I'll give you the good news.
Okay.
(thrilling music continues)
(brakes squeal)
(dramatic music)
Identify him.
Sir, he's not here.
Call him on his phone.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Is this your Martin?
(phone pings)
Shit. Sir...
(Martin) One hour left, Pritam. Go to the lighthouse.
(phone ringing)
Yes, sir?
Did you get him?
No, sir.
Whose phone were you tracking?
Martin left it in an old lady's bag.
An old...
Your cops are singing in a boy's hostel;
you're following a hag. What's going on, Pedro?
I just can't trust you anymore!
(watch beeps)
(suspenseful music)
Sir, where are you taking me?
The watch is bugged.
He's listening to us.
How do you know?
The moment you took the old lady's phone, Martin messaged.
"One hour left."
How did he know the phone's with you?
We can't get to him.
But we can lure him to us.
How?
If you make him believe that you're going to commit suicide
and jump from the lighthouse...
he'll surely come to witness it.
Sir, he's too smart. He won't come.
Bet you 500 bucks.
You're on.
(dramatic musical sting)
(theme song)