(suspenseful music)
To hell with you, Martin and this case.
It's not our job to babysit a minister's kid!
- Jayant, get beers. Let's party. - Copy, sir!
Fine, sir. Go.
But I won't run.
A man died because of me.
I won't let a kid die, too.
- Will you jump? - Yes.
You'll die.
What life is this anyway?
(car engine roars)
Martin's tracking our phones.
He should think we're here having beer.
Only Pritam's going to the lighthouse. Okay?
Collect everyone's phones and wait here.
- Yes, sir. - Here.
Phones.
- Sawant. - Yes, sir?
Answer if my wife calls.
She's always doubting me.
(theme song)
(ominous music)
(brakes squeal)
(car door opens)
(car door shuts)
(suspenseful music)
(eerie music)
(camera clicking)
You! What's your name?
Kevin.
Any ID?
Yeah, sir.
(dramatic musical sting)
If I don't jump, he'll kill Vinny.
Find Martin quickly.
(Martin) Vinny has no manners.
He showed me the middle finger.
I solved the problem.
(Pedro) Hi, Vinny.
- (Pedro) What happened? - (Sathe) Firecrackers.
(Pedro) You like crackers?
- Pritam? - Yes, sir.
Check Vinny's photo on the old woman's phone.
Do you see a burn scar on his hand?
No, sir.
When I met Vinny, he had a burn scar.
It can't heal so fast.
Maybe the photo is a fake.
AI-generated.
Martin is just scaring us.
He has not harmed the kid.
Maybe Martin never had Vinny.
We assumed Vinny dodged the cameras.
There's no footage of Vinny leaving home.
It's possible Vinny never left home.
Martin must've told him
to hide in a hard-to-find spot at home.
Where, Pritam? Think.
Sir, the Blue Whale Challenge tasks
they're very dangerous.
I always wondered why Vinny was given easy tasks.
Sir, I think I get it.
Whatever Martin asked him to steal,
that must have been Vinny's survival kit.
He's in a claustrophobic spot...
lacking air.
That explains the stealing of the oxygen cylinder.
Noodles for food.
And that bedpan must be his toilet.
Where could it be?
Look,
noodles are coming out of the tap.
Vinny's in the water tank...
on the terrace.
Shit! You're right.
Get the tank checked, sir.
(door creaks shut)
(suspenseful music)
It's time to jump.
I won't.
All right.
It's time to kill Vinny then.
You don't have Vinny.
He's in the water tank.
Think I'm stupid to leave him there?
Jump or I'll kill him.
Sir, check the tank! Hurry!
Give me your phone!
Your phone!
- (screams) - (grunts)
(thrilling music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello? - Dattatray, this is Pedro.
Check the terrace tank.
Why? Is there no water?
Moron, Vinny's inside.
Hurry! I'm holding on.
Yes, sir. I'm going.
Pritam...
Shit!
(intense music)
Dattatray, have you reached?
Yes, sir. I've reached.
(both grunting)
I'm there.
Dattatray, open the tank.
Found him, sir!
I won the game.
(Pedro sighs deeply)
Pritam, we found Vinny.
(grunting)
(cocks gun)
Stop!
Touch him and I'll shoot you, bastard!
It's been quite a chase.
Sir, let him go.
It's not his fault.
I hit this fellow first.
Sir, I was really stressed.
And he came in front of me.
I assumed he was Martin, so I hit him.
- He isn't Martin? - No, sir. He's not.
He's not Martin.
(Pedro breathes heavily)
Out of here.
(suspenseful music)
Right.
How can he be Martin?
Martin's too smart for us.
Let it be.
Cyber wins.
Crime loses.
Here's your 500.
Take it.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
(blackmailer) You got your kid, so you won't pay me?
Remember,
I still have your photos. Understand?
I want my money by 5 p.m.
If I don't get it, any channel offering me money
will get the photos.
Keep your TV on.
Watch the 9 p.m. news, sweetie.
Why did you let him go?
Sir, three years ago, he wasn't a criminal.
After today, he won't remain a criminal.
I'm responsible for what happened in between.
I didn't think you'd let him go.
Thank you for letting him go, sir.
We found Vinny.
No one can stop my transfer.
Why should I stop yours?
My transfer?
From beer shop to milk shop.
You don't need alcohol for peace of mind anymore.
I'm impressed with you.
He came to kill you and you forgave him.
Taking your grandma's song very seriously, huh?
What was it?
Apologise... Forgive someone...
- Like that? - Sir, please stop!
- Why? - Sir, please stop. Please.
(brakes squeal)
- Please come out, sir. - Why?
Please.
(doors shut)
What?
You'll get transferred to Crime.
We may not meet again.
I want a memory of yours.
This chain?
- Your phone. - Not my phone!
Sir, I want to record a video.
Please.
Thank you.
Sir, please say something.
I'm Mr. Pedro... Inspector Pedro Gonsalves.
It was lovely working with you.
You're a nice kid, okay?
Don't drink alcohol. It's not good for you.
Okay?
Sir, sing my grandma's song.
I can't sing!
I don't know the lyrics.
Please. The song's very special to me.
So are you. Please.
Always emotionally blackmailing me. Know that?
Please sing.
- I'll try. Don't laugh. - Not at all.
- (singing) ♪ Oh, my love... ♪ - (Pritam chuckles)
♪ Don't drown in pride ♪
♪ Oh, my love, my love, my love... ♪
♪ Don't sulk and hide ♪
(vocalises)
♪ Here's the strategy To lasting relationships ♪
♪ Don't be shy, just apologise ♪
♪ Other times, forgive, be wise... ♪
Okay?
Perfect!
- Give me my phone. - I'll message it to myself.
(sombre humming vocals)
Thank you, sir.
- You're crazy. Let's go. - Sir.
(dramatic music)
Sir, don't delay for even a second.
Just when the minister says, "Pedro, thanks for finding my son,"
you say, "Boss, transfer me."
Done!
My son, Vinny's been found.
I'm sure the kidnappers will be caught soon, too.
Congratulations, sir.
I'll always be grateful to the Goa Police,
to the DIG.
He gave his best to this fight.
He hasn't gone home for four days!
(clapping)
I'm especially grateful to one person.
Vinny's here due to his smart thinking.
I request him to come and face the camera.
I'd like to introduce you to...
Mr. Dattatray.
(tense music)
Dattatray sir, how did you find Vinny?
There was nothing on the security cameras.
It didn't add up.
I kept analysing.
The kid must be inside the house.
Then, divine intervention struck! He said,
"Dattatray, check the water tank!"
I ran to the tank,
opened the lid and saw the kid was in the tank.
And the rest is history...
Sir, isn't that how the saying goes?
(sombre music)
I hope this constable's intellect and hard work
will inspire some senior officers.
I hope they learn something.
Thank you.
Please have some snacks everyone.
- (reporters clamouring) - (Dilip) Not me.
That is the hero of the hour.
Hey, watch it!
Here.
Please have.
Where's your kidnapper?
Got him?
He got away, sir.
Why am I not surprised?
You were once a good officer, Pedro.
Take control of your personal life.
Yes, sir.
Sir.
I'm really sorry, sir.
Mr. Constable, please have some sweets.
(sombre music)
(phone ringing)
Yes, madam?
Pedro...
the blackmailer called.
He said he'd sell my pictures to a TV channel.
I should tell DN everything.
I have no other choice.
No, wait! There's a way, madam.
Sir, your anchor-friend Ana...
Do you know her well?
Very well. Why?
Then, madam, you can relax.
Namaskar. Today's big news.
Sports Minister D.N. Sardesai's son has returned,
but the family's problems haven't ended yet.
Our channel has received a questionable photograph.
A photo of the minister's wife, Mrs. Shraddha Sardesai.
Before we say anything more,
here's the photo.
With her is famous, now-retired cricketer, Virendra Sehwag.
Based on water and sand colour, it seems to be the Maldives.
Look carefully.
The photo reveals their closeness.
What is this, Shraddha?
I really don't know.
When were they involved?
When was the Maldives trip?
Does the minister know?
A Sports Minister's wife involved with a cricketer.
The Opposition is going to create a ruckus in the Assembly.
There will be questions.
Stay with us.
We're trying to reach Virendra Sehwag.
Mr. Sehwag, thanks for speaking to us.
The nation wants to know about you and Shraddha Sardesai.
What rubbish!
I don't know any Shraddha.
(Ana) But what about this photo in the Maldives?
I've never been there! Check my passport.
(Ana) Is this not you?
Must be a duplicate.
Look at his tattoos. I have none!
Should I take off my T-shirt?
How low will you fall to raise your ratings?
Spare me, please!
- See. - So...
Sehwag has denied the authenticity of these pictures.
Papa...
- We're checking if they went... - One minute, dear.
...to the Maldives or not.
Hold on. Please stay with us.
The newsroom has informed me
of another photo of Mrs. Shraddha Sardesai.
This time with film star Sanjay Dutt.
Sanjay Dutt?
Sanjay Dutt!
Maldives seems to be her favourite destination.
Wait a minute. The same background, location, clothes...
Even the clouds and pose are like the previous photo.
Only the man has changed.
(laughs)
(Ana) This seems like a sick joke.
We have with us forensic expert Professor Shastri.
Ana, it's very clear the pictures are tampered.
It's not a difficult job.
Any Tom, Dick and Harry with a smartphone can do it.
(Ana) We're live with Sanjay Dutt.
Hold on...
Baba, ever been to the Maldives?
Many times!
(Ana) Ever been with Mrs. Sardesai?
Of course!
What!
But which Sardesai? Jaya, Sushmita or Reema?
- Baba, Shraddha! - (laughs)
Seriously?
Why are you defaming someone?
It's a morphed photo. Stop this drama!
It's a theatre of the absurd.
Here's a third photo!
Same location, same heroine,
the hero is different.
- (laughs) This is so funny! - (laughs) Heroine...
(Ana) Our new character.
- A convicted bookie. - Shit!
- He spent four years in jail for match-fixing. - Nonsense!
All lies! You doubted unnecessarily.
This is just so unfair.
I'm so sorry, Shraddha. You have to suffer because of me.
- Jayant, ready? - Sir!
Yes, sir!
Let's go.
(Ana) Breaking news!
Sports Minister D.N. Sardesai's son returns.
But the family's problems aren't over.
We have a photo that raises many questions.
(sighs heavily)
- A photo of the minister's wife-- - (news stops playing)
You have two options.
Okay? First option.
Testify in court, you had an affair with Shraddha.
You planned to abduct the kid.
Shraddha will get divorced, and you'll get seven years.
Second option.
Testify that you don't know Shraddha.
You saw the kidnapping news on TV.
You thought of making a quick buck.
Shraddha's marriage will be saved.
You'll get a year in jail.
Is there a third option, sir?
Of course.
Of course, there's a third option.
- Jump from the balcony and run. - (cocks gun)
No... sir... wait... Second one looks okay for me, sir.
Second one is fine.
- He's smart, Jayant. - (cat meows)
Very smart.
Shraddha ma'am had an affair with you!
I can't believe it.
How did you manage that?
Well, I have a dashing personality.
A deadly combination of good looks and intelligence.
- (Jayant) Bullshit! - (blackmailer) Seriously.
Yes?
Pedro, let me speak to Pritam.
Sure.
Shraddha ma'am.
Ma'am, is everything okay?
This photo morphing was a genius idea.
I really can't thank you enough.
If I can do anything for you, please let me know.
Thank you.
Ma'am, if you ever need to buy a vacuum cleaner,
please buy it from me.
I get commission on that.
(laughs) Yeah.
God bless you.
(car engine revs)
I'm bummed about one thing...
Your transfer didn't happen.
Forget it.
A mother got her son back. I...
I mean, you... got a solid, dependable friend.
Oh!
So, you didn't get one, huh?
(phone ringing)
Ma'am!
Answer, sir. It's your chance to say, "Sorry, thank you, I love you."
(brakes squeal)
(car door bangs shut)
(phone continues ringing)
(tsks) Man!
Staring at the phone won't connect it!
- Answer it! - I will!
Sir, it'll get cut off.
Stacey.
Why did you tell Dattatray about the water tank?
Don't you have any sense?
You should've taken the kid out yourself.
Who told you this?
A guy from Cyber Cell called.
Didn't say his name, but he told me the full story.
And about the photo morphing too.
Where do you get these ideas?
- No, Stacey, I-- - Sir, take the credit.
Don't think you're Batman and that's why I'm calling.
I called because you apologised first.
And with a song!
Not bad, Pedro.
But your tune is very different.
My music teacher used to sing this song.
Want to hear it?
Shall I video call?
I'll call you.
You hacked my phone!
For a good cause, sir.
Even my wife doesn't touch my phone.
So? I'm not your wife!
You sent that out-of-tune song to Stacey?
What option did I have?
You don't apologise.
- (phone ringing) - Sir, phone...
(Stacey) My music teacher, Mrs. Sahani, used to sing this song.
Want to hear it?
(song begins)
(vocalises)
♪ Oh, my love, my love, my love Don't drown in pride ♪
(laughs)
Sir! This is the song!
Is it?
- This is it! - (both laugh)
♪ Oh, my love, my love, my love Don't sulk and hide ♪
♪ Here's my strategy to a happy life Sure to end all strife ♪
♪ Don't be shy, just apologise ♪
♪ Other times, forgive, be wise ♪
♪ Say sorry, I made a mistake ♪
♪ Or forgive, all will forsake ♪
♪ Oh, my love Don't be shy, apologise ♪
♪ Other times, forgive, be wise ♪
♪ Say sorry, I made a mistake ♪
♪ And life's journey will feel Lighter, softer, kinder ♪
♪ Resentment and regret ♪
♪ Are like life's chewing gum ♪
♪ Chew away It's never over ♪
♪ They'll only dull life's flavour ♪
(cries softly) Hi, Dad.
♪ Forgiveness is a balm ♪
♪ The solution to every qualm ♪
♪ With every apology on its way ♪
♪ The heart's burden flies away ♪
- (phone ringing) - No? What "no"?
This goes here.
Hello?
I'm sorry for what I did.
A car will come to your home. I'm sending back your money.
Can I ask you for a last favour?
Yes?
Let Pritam know I returned the money.
I will.
Thank you.
(Stacey singing) ♪ Don't be shy, just apologise ♪
♪ Other times, forgive, be wise ♪
♪ Say sorry, I made a mistake ♪
♪ Or forgive, all will forsake ♪
♪ Don't be shy, just apologise ♪
♪ Other times, forgive, be wise ♪
♪ Say sorry, I made a mistake ♪
♪ And life's journey will feel Lighter, softer, kinder ♪
Hi, guys! Your beautiful Chakachak Chandni.
See where I am!
Goa Cyber Cell!
My very first complaint. I am so excited!
Look at these people. So beautiful!
Mwah!
You look free.
Can you please hold this for me?
Nice shirt.
Right, thank you.
Hi, I'm Chakachak Chandni.
An influencer by profession.
2.4 million followers. Blue-tick verified.
I want to file a complaint.
What happened, Ms. Chandni?
My followers were stolen.
- Let me make a call. - Sure.
(phone rings)
Yes, Pedro sir.
Very soon, you'll find my dead body.
A confused dead body...
wondering,
"What's happening in this world?"
Sir, patience.
My plan for your transfer is ready.
Tell me quick!
My will to live is waning.
There's going to be a bank robbery in Goa.
Worth 100 million.
Chaos!
TV debates, breaking news...
Cops are confused!
No one will be able to solve the case.
Except one man.
- Who? - You.
Who's robbing the bank?
You.
Are you giving me options to die?
No, sir.
Bet for 500 bucks?
You're on.
(theme song)