Our scientists don't experiment on mice, but on Indian prisoners of war.
Virat, listen to me carefully.
This virus is much deadlier than we thought.
-We have to stop this, Virat. -I will.
Virat.
Someone's trying to hack into the source code of Kshitij's dummy profile.
Sir, got him.
It's Gulfam Shaikh.
We have found one more mouse for the experiment.
We have to extract Kshitij urgently.
Forcefully if needed.
Your mask is off, Kshitij Mehra.
(phone rings)
Hello.
Sir. It's for you.
Hello.
(Jaffer) Hello, Maj. Bakshi. How are you?
Excuse me, guys.
-Excuse us. -(agent) Sir.
Your silence tells me that you've already watched the news.
What did you think of my little present?
Don't you think you've fallen below your already low standards?
According to me, you should regularly be gifted
with presents like this. But...
don't take the trouble of going
to the International Court of Justice.
Protecting a terrorist won't make you look good.
Someone who can't even make a needle in his country
without China's say-so is giving us advice?
Major, your spy is going to be hanged to death this time.
No matter how hard you try to prevent that,
you cannot save him. I promise you that,
You guys said the same thing for Abhinandan.
Do you remember how quickly you had to let him go?
In under 24 hours.
I know to learn from my mistakes, mister whoever you are.
Since India thinks so highly of itself,
save him if you can.
This is a question of India's stature, sir.
Let's show him
that we're willing to cross every line to save our soldiers.
Virat, uh,
we will not do anything that's off the books, okay?
Why not, sir? We've been trained for this exact situation!
-Virat, this matter is too sensitive. -But, sir--
This conversation is over.
(soldier) One... One... Two...
One... One... Two...
Excuse me. Can you tell me where the ladies washroom is?
To the right.
One... One... Two...
One... One... Two... Listen.
-(cadets in unison) Hey! Who is that? -Oh, fuck!
Hey!
There's water inside and you're slipping outside?
(laughing)
Your cadets pointed me to the "ladies washroom"
where I was greeted by naked men first thing in the morning!
I'm really very sorry. I apologise on their behalf.
Uh, this way. The ladies washroom is on that side.
I had heard that commanders kept their cadets well disciplined.
Your grip on the reigns seems quite loose.
Commander--
In fact, I feel that
you're way too cute for a commander. That's why they don't listen to you.
Umm, please let it go. They are young boys.
They join the academy right after their 12th grade.
So forgive them, please.
Whom do you report to, Commander Virat?
I would like to complain to them about this prank.
Why do you need to complain?
You can use the pranks in your documentary.
I mean,
being a commander at the academy,
it's my duty to be aware of what happens around here.
By the way, aren't you also a little too cute for a... for a...
filmmaker?
-Uh, hi. -Commander Virat?
What are your orders for me, sir?
Man, she just kept on talking and I couldn't interject.
-She is cute. -Yes.
And the role of Commander Virat
suits you as well.
Listen...
Till she is here--
Till then, the commander of this training institute is you.
Thanks.
She'll be out any minute, so...
-you're dismissed. -Oh, yes, sir.
(Virat) Come on, boys buck up!
(Virat) "Commander Virat!"
Can you hold the mic? Here's some water.
Thank you.
(inaudible)
Ladies and gentlemen,
kicking off this evening's festivities, here are our killer female commandos!
(everyone cheering and clapping)
-("Chinta Ta Ta Chita Chita" playing) -(mouthing lyrics to song)
Amazing!
-("Tai Tai Phis" playing) -(mouthing lyrics)
("Psycho Re" playing)
(in unison) Whoa!
(wolf whistling)
(clears throat)
Umm, actually...
I lied to you.
I'm not the commander here.
I know you're not Virat...
(everyone) But Kshitij!
Everyone knows?
(all laugh)
Virat and I had a bet on whether you'd tell me first
or I'd ask you.
And, my brother, you know that I always win bets.
(everyone) Whoa!
I really like you.
So stupid.
I love you.
Oh.
What do you mean by "Oh"?
You're not happy?
No, no, I'm very happy.
Like, I was planning to go step by step,
but you jumped straight on to the pedestal--
I love you too, dude.
(Tina chuckles)
(everyone cheers)
(motorcycle revving)
Hey!
You aren't supposed to carry heavy stuff!
The doctor has said to continue with regular work till it is possible.
Or the baby might turn out lazy.
By the way, what are you doing here?
All right, out with it. What are you hiding from me?
You bring me flowers every time.
This time you came empty-handed.
You didn't even hug me.
What's wrong?
Is it about Kshitij?
You know Kshitij was on a mission, right?
Due to some sudden developments,
he was arrested.
Arrest?
In Geneva?
In Pakistan.
In... Pakistan? But there...
Dude, why don't you guys ever tell me the truth?
How did he get there?
Tina, you know I can't tell anyone about my work.
Especially not family.
Smita is a RAW analyst herself.
I still don't tell her anything about my missions.
That's the protocol.
For everyone's safety.
Can you tell me what happens now?
Negotiations are on.
There will be a solution soon.
(Tina gasps)
Are you okay?
(pensive music)
What if the negotiations fail?
(groaning)
(ice tinkles)
(Kshitij gasping)
(groans)
(dull thuding)
(gasps)
-Keep monitoring, okay? -Yes, sir. On it.
(phone vibrates)
Sir.
(Anuj) Sir, the terrorist woke up a while ago.
I'm sending a team of interrogators.
We don't have time. Tell Smita to use the truth serum if needed.
Right, sir.
(Jaffer) Keep the faith.
One defeat does not mean that we have lost the war.
Let the Indians be happy for a bit.
This time we get a bigger gang.
Tell me the proper production line.
How much time will it take?
This time around, even the smallest cities
will be supplied with consignments.
Okay?
Don't lose courage.
Buck up.
Where is everyone? What is this?
Sir, that's...
what I was trying to tell you.
There's a small issue.
What's the issue?
Access to the virus system has been blocked.
What?
Access to the virus system has been blocked, sir.
That's a small issue?
Hmm?
How?
To ensure that our security stays solid,
we made an advanced system.
I know that! Tell me what I don't know!
The...
virus system...
can be accessed through a pen drive.
Which was kept safely in my locker.
But I have no idea what happened, and how, and...
But I have a hunch that
Kshitij has something to do with this.
-And he-- -You didn't search Kshitij?
We searched him completely, we searched the whole lab--
Did the pen drive disappear into thin air then? Idiot!
Sir... that...
Sorry, sir, but without the pen drive,
accessing the virus is impossible.
So what now?
What should we do now? Hmm?
Do you think this is a joke?
-You think this is a joke? -No, sir--
This is war!
(tense music)
-Call Faheem. -Sir.
(dramatic music)
Here you go.
-Hey! -Goodbye, Dad.
Sit and eat your breakfast...
Goodbye.
(taps mobile phone)
Listen.
Keep an eye on Sehmat.
From a distance.
If you see anything off, report it.
(phone rings)
-Peace be upon you, sir. -Peace be upon you.
Kshitij has a pen drive. Did you find it?
No, sir.
There was nothing in his clothes.
Has his body been scanned?
What?
Did you do a full-body scan?
He might have swallowed it or shoved it somewhere.
Did you do it or not?
-No, sir. -Then please do!
I need that pen drive
no matter what!
Yes, sir.
We'll find it.
Sir, I've thought about it.
We will sneak into Pakistan and get Kshitij out.
Are you stupid?
Do you know what's at stake?
If you get caught after Kshitij, how will we deal with that?
They won't hear even a whisper of it.
We'll sneak into Pakistan and get Kshitij out from right under their noses.
I cannot sanction suicide. I can't let you go there to die.
Sir, I'm a commando.
I signed a death warrant the day I joined the force.
And you know this, sir,
that till that lab exists, our national security is compromised.
-Look-- -Let me go, sir.
For Kshitij.
For the country.
And let everyone know
that messing with India
is like setting the great Lord Hanuman's tail on fire.
Virat, enough!
Enough!
Then there's only one way, sir.
You fire me.
Because I cannot leave Kshitij there to die.
Fire me.
And whatever I do after that, you are not responsible for it.
(chains rattle)
(Kshitij groaning)
(Kshitij screaming in pain)
(hook crunching)
(screaming intensifies)
(screaming subsides)
Your body scan is totally clear.
So where's that pen drive?
It's gone
for a long drive.
-(hook crunches) -(screaming)
(screaming intensifies)
(Kshitij panting)
(Jaffer) Faheem.
I pleaded with the government to let me build this world-class lab.
But do you know what was harder than that?
Keeping it hidden from all the spy satellites in the world.
We were this close to our goal. This close.
We cannot admit defeat now.
So do whatever you have to do.
I need that pen drive at any cost.
-Do you understand? -Yes, sir.
(water running in bathroom)
Murad!
Will you hurry up? You'll miss your bus.
(Murad) I'm almost done.
You takes more time in the bathroom than women do.
Hello, my son.
What have you prepared today?
Martial arts period today...
(Murad) Wow. And what did you learn in martial arts?
And your team? Whom will you take?
No one, sir. I'll go alone.
Anyway, Abbas is already there for ground support. That's enough.
Sir, I just have one request.
What... What now?
Keep our diplomatic channels open.
Buy me some time.
Take care of yourself.
And make our country proud.
Long live India.
Till I am alive,
I will not let India down.
Long live India.
(vehicles honking)
Smita, I know all the apologies in the world
won't make up for what I did,
but I'm sorry.
Virat, please.
I'm also a part of the same system, right?
Is our engagement more important than our country's security?
It's okay. I understand.
Smita, this life that I have chosen,
I don't know if it has space for me to settle down.
From one mission to another.
Tomorrow I will leave again.
Who knows if I'll come back or not...
(clicks tongue)
Why do you have to say such negative things?
I'm sorry. I'm just telling you the reality.
And you think I don't know what the reality is?
You deserve better than me, Smita.
Oh, please, get out of this pity party.
The day I fell for you is the day I accepted
that the country has rights over this man first,
and I am only next in line.
Okay? I'm not harbouring any doubts.
So whatever doubts you have,
it'd be great if you got rid of them too,
because, Commando, now my patience is running low.
Your beer smells like shit.
(both laughing)
I'm gonna kill you now.
(male voice) Sir, there's an update for you.
Our guy has regained consciousness.
And RAW agents are going there today for interrogation.
Don't worry, he's trained. He won't open his mouth.
(male voice) Sir, I've also heard that they may use truth serum.
(sighs)
Why do we have you posted there, then?
Find the consignment of our virus kept there
-and destroy it. -Yes, sir.
(temple bell rings)
(priest chanting in Sanskrit)
This plate gets bigger every year, doesn't it, Mom?
-Next year it will be bigger. -Bigger than this?
(Poonam laughs)
(phone ringing)
Mom, my phone is ringing, one second.
-No phones in the temple! -Sorry, sorry.
-Will you go on ahead? -Yes.
Okay.
-Come quick. -Yes.
There's an update. Kshitij is being kept in Sahiwal Jail.
This is Pakistan's most secure jail.
Cracking this one will be difficult.
Even more so with a jailer like Faheem.
All right, do one thing.
All the activities, logistics pertaining to the jail,
get all the information.
Get it to me.
-Okay, done. -Let's show them their worth.
(temple bells ringing)
(priest chanting in Sanskrit)
Mom, by the way,
is it necessary to come to the temple before each mission?
Yes, my son.
It's been a ritual since your dad's time.
It's about faith.
Coming here
makes me feel a little secure after you go on a mission.
Mother Goddess will protect you.
Mom, if you get so worried,
why did you make me a commando?
There is a war being waged between good and evil all around the world.
And every country has to protect itself.
Fighting for your country is the biggest honour.
How could I keep you from receiving this honour?
May you triumph.
(goats bleating)
(zapping)
(goats bleating)
(ranger) Hey! What are you doing here? Who cut these wires?
(shepherd) How would I know, sir?
(ranger) Get them out of here!
(men squabbling)
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
(electronic beeping)
(monitor beeping)
ID.
(gunshot fires)
(monitor beeping)
-(children yelling) -(men shouting)
Come on, move.
-Quickly! -(children crying)
(terrorist) Think about it once more, Chief.
If we kill these children,
then the whole country could create a ruckus against us.
We want to create a ruckus.
Till their parents don't pressurise the government,
the government won't listen to us.
Move!
(children crying)
(men yelling)
Listen to me carefully.
What we are going to do today
is an example to all...
(children crying)
...who underestimate us
and fail to execute our wishes.
(crying gets louder)
(gunshot)
(children scream)
(men shouting)
Stay alert!
(groans)
(terrorist 1) Cover me! Cover me!
-(terrorist 2) How many people are there? -(terrorist 3) I don't know!
(terrorist 3) It's just one guy!
("Action Shuru" theme song playing)
Bhavna?
Yes, it's me.
You didn't invite me to your engagement party.
But I still saved your brain from becoming mincemeat.
You drink so much alcohol!
We didn't have a big engagement budget.
By the way, what are you doing here?
Why do these people saddle me with saving all the commandos?
Bakshi sir said, "Cover Virat."
I thought, "No way I'm getting another chance to sneak into Pakistan
and kill these terrorists."
And then I was here, quick as a flash.
(terrorists grunting, groaning)
(Virat screams, grunts)
(water swishing in bottle)
Thanks.
No need to thank me.
But feel free to fall at my feet.
Mother.
I should be the one saying thanks.
We barely entered Pakistan and already we've killed a dozen terrorists.
Oh, this is nothing.
The real party is just about to begin.
How are we getting to the party at Sahiwal?
(Virat) Tell me one thing.
How did you get to me so fast?
You're not the only smart one.
Herding goats is my favourite pastime too.
Quit staring at me like that.
Come on, drive.
Smita.
-Sir. -Sit.
Umm, sister, please give us a minute.
How are you?
Sir, I'm fine.
What happened?
Sir,
I was getting the set-up ready over there.
Maybe my focus was on the equipment.
Suddenly, he attacked my head with a solid object from behind.
-(Bakshi) Hmm. -An attack to kill, sir.
After that, I don't remember anything, sir.
When I regained consciousness,
I saw that both our officers were killed.
And no trace of the terrorist.
Okay, alert all the check-posts, border states,
all airports.
Every car leaving the city should be checked.
-Yes, sir. -Hmm.
-I'll do it. Take care. -Anuj.
Yes, sir?
How did that terrorist get a weapon?
My stomach is growling.
Do you know what's good out here?
Terrorists.
-Is that to your taste? -Only if barbecued well.
But is there anything we can get on an urgent basis?
Sometimes, Bhavna, it's good to finish work first. Sometimes?
Holy smokes, awesome.
Who knew such a lane would have such a hotel?
Hmm.
The agency fellows have used their brains for the first time
and booked a top hotel.
Yes.
But with Karan, they put us up in the most terrible hotels.
-Let's get a room with a bathtub. -Yes.
-With a minibar. -Correct.
Okay?
All that is fine, but our seven-star hotel is there.
Yes.
This way.
Maybe the washbasin turns into a bathtub.
Is that okay with you?
Nope.
What a superbly atrocious hotel they have put us in again.
-Peace be unto you. -Good day.
Madam, we have rooms with a river view as well.
Really?
If that is a river, then I'm Aishwarya Rai.
(Bhavna laughs)
I'm going to give it a zero-star rating.
We're going to change places every day.
So what's the problem?
(Whispers) This isn't the time to play video games!
(whispers) But I love them!
I'm hacking the hotel's CCTV.
(Virat) Abbas.
-Hands up! -How are you?
Shall we begin?
(drone whirring)
So this is our target. Sahiwal Jail.
(Abbas) It is surrounded by a 25-foot boundary from all sides.
On which electrified barbed wires are placed.
5,000 volts.
Which means?
Enough to turn a human into a kebab in five minutes.
(Abbas) The entire jail is covered in CCTV cameras.
And every watchtower
houses a soldier with an automatic rifle.
Sahiwal Jail, Pakistan's most secure jail.
Around 30 km from the city.
If we do get into jail somehow,
getting back out with Kshitij
is impossible.
The chances of us dying along with Kshitij are much higher.
Nobody has ever managed to break into this jail.
Well, that record is about to be broken.
Our mission starts tomorrow.
(theme song playing)