26th November, 2008. Mumbai.
9:54 p.m.
Two unknown men stormed into Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus...
and started firing.
For the next three days
Mumbai was brought down to its knees.
10 terrorists trained by Lashkar-e-Taiba...
executed the most dreadful attack on Indian soil...
and turned the city of Mumbai into a battleground.
The world fears terrorism...
so we conquer it through the same.
By the time this terror attack was over...
more than 160 people were dead.
Many bodies had torture marks on them as well.
Seven years later, the bullet holes have been re-plastered.
The broken windows have been replaced.
But the wounds inflicted on our hearts and minds are still fresh.
Because, the terrorists who attacked our city
and our pride are still sleeping peacefully.
Beyond the grasp of India.
Here's your passport...
pan card...
voter ID...
and this new thing...
aadhar card.
Cell phone...
and the money.
I hope you remember everything.
Get in through Chirai then take a bus to Lakhimpur.
Stay in Lakhimpur for two months.
Then travel to Uri by train.
Once I get there, I need to switch on this cell phone.
And get the rest of my orders.
And?
No falling in love with an Indian girl.
Bravo, kid. Go on.
Yeah, tell me.
Mousa Hamid. Resident of Quetta, Pakistan.
His mother died when he was eight...
and his father died two years later in Afghanistan.
I don't want his family history. Get to the point.
During the interrogation he divulged...
that Lashkar-e-Taiba is planning another attack on India.
-Where? -He doesn't know.
He knows it... make him confess.
Sir, we've already tortured him to the limit.
He would've definitely told us if he knew.
Sir.
Sir, even if we manage to avert this attack...
we won't be able to stop the next one.
-Who is he? -Samit Mishra.
New deputation from NTRO. I told you about him.
Sir, they will attack us again.
They will keep attacking us time and again
until they don't fulfill their motive.
Because no matter how many times they attack us...
we never do anything.
Nothing.
We only stop playing cricket.
Sir, I have an idea...
and this way we can stop all the attacks.
We can't do that.
Sir, if America can, why can't we?
You won't find anyone in the Government
to approve this plan.
But sir, there's no need to tell anyone in the Government.
Where did you find this maniac?
Why not, Sir?
Because we're not America.
Roy, do you want to start another war?
Sir... just one more attack, and we'll be waging war anyway.
You're sounding like those fools
who keep screaming on Facebook, Let's go to War.
Let's go to War.
We can't risk our lives, in order to avenge a few hundreds.
Sir, please talk to the PM--
This meeting is over.
Take me back to the office.
Whatever is discussed in this office cannot be repeated
to your colleagues, father, wife, friend or your dog.
Sir, this is a suicide mission.
There is no chance of the team returning alive.
There won't be a team.
Exactly what I was thinking, sir.
Do you have someone in your mind?
We'll have to find some maniac,
Isn't it three hours yet?
Yes.
Sir...
This is the '97 batch.
He lives with his parents.
No, no.
You didn't send me files of the Northern region.
I sent a request for army personnel as well.
You didn't send those either.
-Won't do. -Please hurry up, you're taking too long.
Send me those classified files as soon as possible.
Satyajit Bagga.
-BSF Officers. -I should get everything by tomorrow.
Won't do.
It's been too long. Did we come too far?
It's somewhere around here.
You've left all the pages blank.
What do I do with these?
You're not doing your job, please pay attention.
Too old, won't do.
Sir, he has no passport, no driving license and no ration card.
He isn't there on Facebook or Twitter.
Sir, on paper he doesn't exist.
Just like Phantom.
Who?
Sir. Like Phantom.
I'm asking, who is he?
Sir, there's one piece of news about him on the internet.
It's quite old, and without a photograph.
Sir... except for this small problem, he's the perfect man.
Small problem?
This is a big problem.
But, sir... this is what makes him our perfect candidate.
Daniyal Khan!
But, sir, he refused.
What do you mean he refused?
I didn't send you both so far...
for him to refuse and for you to come back.
Okay, sir, we'll try again.
We'll pay any amount you want.
What will I do with your money?
I would already be dead.
And I've no interest in being the richest man in the cemetery.
I don't want your money.
What about honor?
You were dishonorably discharged from the Army, Daniyal.
We're giving you a chance to earn the honor you lost.
Sir, he clearly refused.
What did he say?
-So what now, sir? -Fine, I am coming.
Whose foolish idea is this?
If I'd ask you to give me ten illiterate, street kids
to create havoc in one of the biggest cities in the world,
you would've called that foolishness too.
Right?
You certainly would, sir.
But they did it.
And if those 10 illiterate boys can do it, then why can't we?
They were ignorant, I am not!
Your father, Col. Usmaan Khan.
How long has it been since you both last talked?
Imagine how happy he'll be to see you in the Indian Army again.
If you do this job, I promise...
you'll be honorably re-appointed on the same post in the Army.
Your shoulder sways My chest sways
How will these broken hearted? Carry the burden of my faith?
My infidelity sways My loyalty sways
Your slave sways
My lord sways
I have smiled and broken myself into
A million pieces for you my lord...
I have scrubbed And colored myself in your hue
Hello.
Hello, dad.
You are in the stars, in the earth
In every direction, my lord
I surrender, my conscience,
I come home to you
They will keep killing our people.
And the day isn't far...
when both our countries will go to war.
What you're trying to do, will certainly lead to a war.
It won't.
If their death looks like accident.
They are not fools.
They will soon know that we're at this.
I want them to know that we're at this.
But they won't have any proof to accuse us.
For the world, it will be accidents.
Look, Daniyal, we're not attacking the people of Pakistan.
We just want to finish the terrorists.
In the last 10 years, more than 50,000 Pakistanis have also died...
in this kind of violence.
We must avenge 26/11.
And once Lashkar knows the consequences of attacking us
they will think twice before attacking us again.
But, why me?
I'll be honest with you, Daniyal.
For the world, you've vanished.
And if you vanish for two or three months, no one will notice that.
And if I don't return, it won't make a difference to anyone, right?
We both know this is a difficult job.
And you won't get a medal for this
nor will your picture appear in the newspaper.
Because no one will know what you did.
Because this mission never existed.
Passport.
Tickets.
Cell phone.
Just call from this phone.
This call will get re-routed from a third country and then come to us.
Actually, don't call us at all.
Because we don't know you.
Cash.
Cards. Locker key.
And a ticket for tomorrow's match.
There are 30,000 people here.
If he's here, we've only two days to find him.
Are you Nawaz?
10% seats are in the smoking area.
And he's a chain smoker.
So chances are he'll be here.
Why do you want to identify him?
RAW's making a new file...
of the people involved in Mumbai attacks.
And as you know, there's just one existing photo of this guy.
And that too is very old.
No!
-Do you recognize him properly? -No one does.
I saw him just once.
And after that he underwent a plastic surgery.
So who are we looking for?
According to the Intelligence reports...
his face hasn't changed much.
-What happened? -He must be somewhere around?
He always breaks the filter of his cigarette before smoking it.
There must be similar filters in his vacuum cleaner.
I just saw one.
What do you do in London?
Can we stick to business?
It's a private company...
that provides supplies, security and weapon's training in high risk zones.
To whom?
Those who can afford us.
What's your connection with RAW?
Why are you helping me?
10,000 Pounds.
10,000 Pounds?
You look that way.
Hello.
Greetings and good wishes.
-Hello. -Hello. Greetings and good wishes.
This is a trial for our people.
I'm deeply grateful for your help.
It's him.
But you didn't get a good look at him yet.
But... his voice.
His style of greeting is exactly the same.
One of our agent's has seen this man.
Nawaz Mistry.
Back then, she was working for Medicine International.
75,000 people died and millions were injured
in the 2005 earthquake in Pakistan Occupied Kashmir.
Many medical-aid workers from all over the world were going there
because the Pakistan government were issuing immediate visas.
Nawaz was there too.
This is the only photo we have
which was on his visa application form,
when he came to India posing as a cricket fan.
But after that he changed his face with a plastic surgery.
We'll need to confirm that it's him.
Okay, you follow him.
If he comes back, call me.
-Where are you going? -I've to be sure that it's him.
But...
Sajid Mir.
Lashkar's top military trainer.
Sajid Majid, Sajid Bill, Uncle Bill, Abu Bara...
they are all his aliases.
He's got 26 passports.
He trained all the terrorists of the 26/11 attack.
Planned all the operations.
And also gave instructions to the terrorists from Karachi...
while watching everything on our news channels.
Make him stand on the other side of the door.
The bullet should pierce his head.
Now shoot.
Just do as I say.
What happened?
Did you figure out if it is him?
No!
You'll have to get closer and confirm.
I'm saying that I'm pretty sure.
We're not paying you 10,000 Pounds to be almost sure.
Ask him for a lighter!
You can see his face closer.
That man and kid.
Who are you talking about?
They just stepped out of the green Volkswagen.
They just went inside the building with Mir.
Get them out now!
Is that green Volkswagen yours?
Yes. Why?
The car's alarm just went off.
Alarm?
Come quickly.
Where are those two?
They must be on their way down.
You knew he was Sajid as soon as he entered his apartment.
So why did you tell me to ask him for a light?
When a chain-smoker sees someone smoking...
he also feels the urge to smoke.
And I wanted him to enter his apartment with a lit cigarette.
My job was to identify him.
Why did you involve me in his murder?
Do you know the number of people he has murdered?
We've been looking for him all this while!
I had one chance to kill him, and I couldn't lose it,
no matter what the cost!
David Coleman Headley.
Lashkar's most important man
responsible for planning the attacks on Mumbai.
Mother's an American and Father's a Pakistani.
His birth name is Dawood Gilani.
But in 2006, he changed his name to David Coleman Headley.
And he made a new American passport.
Because of this western name...
it was easier for him to come to India.
He understands Hindi and Urdu very well.
But he told people that he's an American.
Headley searched for the targets in India.
He gathered GPS coordinates and made a few contacts.
After each trip, he traveled to Pakistan...
and showed his videos to Lashkar.
He captured places from where the terrorists could get in easily,
attack and return when required.
In 2009, Headley was apprehended at Chicago airport.
But America refused to hand him over to India.
Now, he's serving a 35 year sentence in Chicago jail.
The guard told me that... you're also an Indian.
Jivesh.
How did you get here?
I mean... what did you do?
You know who he is, right?
Bloody rascal.
I feel like...
ripping out his heart.
Finish your breakfast quickly.
They'll be allotting us our entire week's duty today.
How much do they pay for working here?
It depends on the job.
What job gets paid the most?
Well... he's got cat-like eyes.
Every time I see him...
it makes my blood pressure soar with anger.
Thank God... they're taking him away...
otherwise I would've done the same thing you did... Murder.
Where are they taking him?
Texas. To the high security prison.
Jude speaking.
The other day I couldn't say goodbye after the cricket match.
I can't reach my home phone from here.
You know... how difficult it is.
And I have no friends either, so I thought I'd call you.
-What do you want? -I want 100 Dollars.
Now. Can you make an online payment please?
Note down the website address.
jpay.com.
Location. Illinois, Chicago.
ID Number 24686.
I don't have any money.
Did your family send you money?
Great.
What's the plan?
Succinylcholine.
Succi... what?
Succinylcholine.
It's a perfect poison.
It leaves no trace, and even a small dose is enough.
No need to swallow it either.
It starts acting as soon as it comes in contact with the tongue.
Mossad used this to assassinate Mehmood Al Mamooh in Dubai.
They caught him on CCTV camera...
otherwise no one would've ever known how he died.
All the muscles of the body lockup within a minute.
You can't breathe for almost five minutes.
Without oxygen, a man dies.
Headley's dead!
According to our sources, David Headley died yesterday...
in Chicago prison.
The Chicago Police haven't issued any official statement yet.
My name's Daniyal Khan.
I would like to speak to the High Commissioner.
May I know what this is about?
I've information about Sajid Mir's death.
Sajid Mir's death wasn't an accident.
He was assassinated by RAW.
What do you want?
I want to avenge my dishonorable discharge from the Indian Army.
Why are you telling me all this?
I want to meet Lashkar's leader in Pakistan.
If you tell them that India assassinated Sajid Mir...
then what's the point of setting everything up to look like an accident?
He'll show your evidence to the world...
and make a case against India.
For the last 6 years Pakistan has been telling the world...
that there's no such man as Sajid Mir.
How can you kill someone who doesn't exist?
And what did the High Commissioner say?
You think I am Lashkar's servant.
I am the High Commissioner of Pakistan...
not a representative of Lashkar.
Don't ever call back again.
Why did you quit RAW?
What is the point of this conversation?
-Where are you going? -Beirut.
Why Beirut?
You ask too many questions.
Usually, we charge to give such information.
Well... I can pay for your coffee.
We're providing security and materials to the Syrian refugee camps.
Syria?
Even Lashkar's fighters are involved in that battle.
That's too much information for a cup of coffee.
-This is Daniyal Khan speaking. -Okay. Please hold.
Sir, it's that Daniyal Khan calling again.
Tell him I am not here.
-Hello. -Daniyal Khan.
-Yes. -What do you know about Sajid Mir.
Sajid's death wasn't an accident.
He was assassinated.
How do you know Sajid Mir's dead?
Fine, then Abid Ansari... or Sajid Majid, or Abu Bara.
One of them is definitely dead.
I've proof that the man who died in that room...
used all these aliases.
Do you want to see?
Why are you calling us from London?
Either you're a fool... or you think I am one.
Why would an ex-Indian Army officer contact you from India?
-Give us your number. -No, I will contact you.
Give me your number.
Write it down.
What do you think, Firoz?
Sir, I don't believe this man at all.
But how did he know...
that the person who died in the gas explosion was Sajid Mir?
What proof can he have?
I think this is some kind of a trick, Sir.
But if he's speaking the truth, he can be really useful to us.
Find out more about him.
What do you want from us?
I want to come to Pakistan...
and meet Lashkar's chief Haaris Saeed or Sabauddin Umavi.
You can't come to Pakistan.
We have agents in London.
Go see them and show them your proof.
I don't want to meet your agents...
I want to meet the leader of Lashkar.
-Can you come to Afghanistan? -No.
There are too many Indian agents.
They can spot me.
Then there's nothing we can do.
There is one place.
Syria.
Lashkar's men are stationed there too.
Call back in five minutes.
-Sir, Syria? -That's the right place.
That place is filled with Lashkar's people as well as ours.
If he's telling the truth, we'll bring him to Pakistan.
If he's lying, he'll be another dead body.
No one will notice this in Syria.
Get to Syria.
If you're smart, you can rendezvous with Lashkar's people.
But...
I need to get to Syria.
Are you crazy?
I want to meet with Lashkar's people.
Then go.
Every self styled Jihadi is going to Syria to fight.
You can join them too.
No one's asking for a visa or passport.
But only you know where I can find Lashkar's people.
If I try to find them myself, it will take longer.
Daniyal, I don't know where Lashkar's people are.
We're just providing refugee camps--
We all know what Dark Water does in reality.
Refugee camps are just a front.
America supplies weapons to Jihadis in Syria through Dark Water.
And Lashkar is part of those rebel forces too.
So you must know where they are.
Why do you always trouble me?
Seems like ISI has already informed Lashkar about you.
Thank you.
Hello.
We know you're a RAW agent.
I am not a RAW agent.
He hasn't spoken yet, Qureshi sir.
This is what he gave us.
Where did you get these?
I have my sources.
If I can get these, then just imagine what more can I get.
Where did you get them?
I just need a opportunity to avenge my humiliation.
Military facilities...
air bases...
I have all the inside information.
All the signal towers are down due to the war.
It's difficult to get a network.
Fine... I'll send this once I get to Salayiddin.
If you don't take me to Pakistan...
believe me, you will always regret it.
Our chiefs in Pakistan will decide...
if we will regret this or you.
Keep him here until I don't speak with them.
Sir.
Alam!
Seems like the battle has started again.
Qureshi sir, what do we do with him?
Get out of there quickly.
Yes, sir.
We're out.
No, sir... it's difficult to get out that way.
I'll bring him to Salayiddin.
What have you done?
Daniyal, government forces are advancing.
My plan was working fine!
You ruined everything.
If...
Something's wrong.
Let's get out of this area quickly.
He's close-by, take the left.
If we don't find that guy, I'm dead.
And if the Syrian army catches us...
they will shoot us thinking we're rebels.
Take the right.
Why haven't you sent the video yet?
Sir, all the signals in this area are down.
I am trying, but the video isn't going through.
There he is.
What's going on?
-Someone's firing on us, sir? -Who?
I don't know... it's hard to say.
Send his video quickly.
Sir, the signal's really bad. I am not being able to send it.
Get up!
Sending it now.
Daniyal!
Find out who is Daniyal Khan.
We'll have to show these rascals... that we can play this game too.
Rajan Sampat died in a gas explosion.
Exactly like the way Sajid Mir died.
This can't be a coincidence.
They know, sir.
Sir, it's all because of what went down in Syria.
Mr. Singh?
There's a very clear connection.
Gas explosion for a gas explosion.
Rajan Sampat's death is revenge killing.
You mean to say that the Indian Government...
is to be blamed for the assassination of the ISI agent.
Roy...
did your people kill Sajid Mir?
No, sir.
There's no question of our men being involved in this.
Sir, we don't have the permission to do all this.
Of course you don't, Roy.
And don't you forget that.
The man you killed in Syria was not on our list, Daniyal.
Sir, I already told you.
I didn't have any other choice.
Now they know everything about you.
Before things get out of hand, I want you to come back.
Sir, he couldn't send the video.
They just heard my name.
The media is talking about it.
The Government is getting suspicious.
-We will be in serious trouble. -But, sir--
Come back, right now.
The main terrorists in Pakistan...
who were responsible for Mumbai attacks will never face trial.
Everything you did until now will be a waste.
If you were planning to run away at the first sight of trouble...
-then why say a 'yes'-- -I am not running away, Nawaz!
I am not running away!
There was a young soldier in the army...
Dilawar Singh.
Every morning he would salute me enthusiastically.
With respect.
With passion.
Do you know why I agreed to do this mission?
Because I want Dilawar Singh to respect me the way he used to.
I want him to salute me again...
with the same enthusiasm... and the same passion.
What happened?
In the Doda Sector, we were trying to save our Winter Post.
The shelling had continued for almost 72 hours.
-Radio. -The radio is down, sir.
If the reinforcements don't arrive soon
we won't be able to hold them off for too long.
We're just four hours away from them.
Get two soldiers ready.
I'll go, sir.
None of them were in a condition to walk.
No one had slept or eaten for three days.
I left my men in the bunker, and decided to go alone.
When they found me, I was far away from my bunker.
All my men in the bunker were dead.
I was discharged from the army
for deserting my post and my men.
Daniyal, I can take us to Pakistan.
Us?
Us!
This way, please.
Hello.
-Arif Mirza. -Yes.
I work with Medicine International.
How long are you planning to stay?
Ten days.
Firoz.
Why is it taking so long to gather information about one man?
There's very little information available on Daniyal Khan, sir.
-It's been two weeks, and you-- -Sir.
It's true that he was under court-martial.
There are reports on the internet.
Apart from that, all we know is that his father is a retired Colonel.
His parents live alone in Devlali.
Call the US Embassy.
I want information on every inmate that was in prison when Headley died.
And ask one of our men...
to visit Daniyal Khan's parents.
I clearly said no.
Yes, sir.
But he still went to Pakistan.
Sir, now that he's there we should help him.
That's what I think.
Who's our trusted contact in Lahore?
Khalid. He's been running a small eatery in Mohalla Johar for the past three years
to keep an eye on Haaris Saeed's movements.
Ask Vinay from the Lahore consulate to contact Daniyal.
I need to confirm some details for your voter ID.
How many members in your family?
Me, my husband... and my son.
Can I see their photos?
Just to check.
Elections are around the corner.
We've had many cases of fake voter cards.
It's the department's order, that's why I'm insisting.
Checking photos... etcetera.
Daniyal Khan.
Can I see his photo?
I don't have a recent one, it's a bit old.
Will do.
Fine.
We've found his picture, sir.
But he says it's a bit old.
Call the US Embassy.
I will pay back every penny. I swear.
You hardly earn 2000 a month.
-How do you plan to repay 100,000? -I really love Aasia.
Once we get married, my luck will change as well.
Generally, the bride's parents pay for the wedding.
She belongs to a poor family.
They can't afford to throw a feast for the entire community.
And you're a king of some sort, right?
-So you won't help me? -No.
Where are you going?
Who will arrange these?
Make this fatso do it, all he does is sit and eat.
Yes, mister.
-One tea... two fritters. -Hurry up.
And... the guys were all praises about your sweet-lumps.
Yes, but its only available in the evening.
Lashkar-e-Taiba's supreme leader.
Haaris Saeed.
His name's on every Most Wanted list in the world
but he roams freely without any fear.
He's protected by Lashkar's people armed with Kalashnikovs...
and the police too.
The American Government has announced a reward...
of 10 million dollars on his head.
But everyone knows where he lives.
He's also on Twitter.
And Umavi, is he really in Rawalpindi Jail.
Mister, I would rather call it a hotel.
Since the time he's been there, he's fathered two children.
Even the Pakistan government have to show the Americans...
that we're serious about suppressing Lashkar
So they sent him to prison for namesake.
Move it, aside.
Haaris Saeed is holding a huge rally in five days.
Daniyal, even if we get our hands on one,
it'll be impossible to get the other.
The entire Pakistani police and army will be out looking for us.
India wants to destroy...
Pakistan's peace and serenity completely.
And these conspiracies have weakened Pakistan.
And today, those people sitting in Delhi are saying...
that they've put a price on my head.
Jihad isn't about killing or about killing every infidel.
They point their weapon at us.
They try to jeopardize our freedom.
They try to harm our country.
Well... this is your conspiracy.
Let's talk about the fear of terrorism in the air.
But Hilary is talking about one issue and
Pakistan is claiming about another issue.
It's just 100,000, brother.
I swear I'll never ask for anything else.
Why should I lend you 100,000?
Marriage is a one-time affair, brother.
Friends, relatives and the community...
everyone has to be a part of my happiness.
And 100,000 isn't too much.
Food... drinks... decoration... tables and chairs...
photos... lights... and sound!
It all adds up to this amount.
I swear.
When are you getting married?
As soon as he lends me the money.
Mom's come down too... from my hometown, all decked.
She's waiting to see my wedding procession
and for the moment when I get married.
I swear...
You can swear all you want.
I won't lend you a penny.
Those Mujahiddin were much better than him.
They were recruiting me at the training camps...
for 3000 a month.
They were also giving automatic guns and boots to wear.
And they would've sacrificed your life by now too.
So what? I would've gone to Heaven.
It would've been better than your shop.
So you're eager to go to Heaven, are you?
Umavi has an old back problem.
Every week a doctor from Lahore...
goes to the jail to give him an injection.
When is the doctor visiting next?
He goes every Friday.
Which means his next visit is on the 14th.
One day before the rally.
-Can we approach the doctor? -Don't even think about it.
He's been with him for 20 years.
His loyalty lies with Lashkar.
You cannot break him. Not with force nor money.
But yes... the doctor has an old nurse.
Amina Bi.
The Americans have sent the Chicago inmate files.
I want printouts of every file.
-Greetings, mister. -Greetings.
There was a function at school.
I need to rent some stuff.
What will you need?
Well... I need one of those big mikes used in functions.
-You mean these? -Yes, those.
Haaris Saeed's rally is on the 15th.
And the doctor will be visiting Umavi on the 14th.
Even if both our plans succeed...
we can't kill both of them at the same time.
It's possible.
If Umavi's doctor visits him on the 15th instead of the 14th.
And how will that happen?
Khalid was telling me about a nurse at that doctor's clinic.
Your notion was right.
The equipment for the rally...
-is being supplied by Rasheed. -Good.
Listen, I need to speak to you about Shehzad's marriage.
Shehzad's marriage?
We'll take your plaster off in a week.
The doctor's leaving in ten minutes.
And he's asking for Hamid Alam's medicines, immediately.
Khalid was talking about him.
Her husband passed away one year after their marriage.
She had only one son.
Amina Bi raised him alone.
He became a suicide bomber for Lashkar.
Khalid was saying, after Arshad's death...
few of Lashkar's leaders came to her... to show sympathy.
And to give her the money...
which is normally given to the family of suicide bombers.
Amina Bi refused to take the money.
He never listens to anyone.
In fact, she didn't let them set foot in the house.
What do you mean? Didn't you ask him?
I got up at 4:30.
I'm getting you married in two days.
Are you listening?
I'm getting you married.
I don't like such sick jokes.
It's true.
Here.
This is 50,000.
And I'm giving you 300,000 instead of 100,000.
Let there be a grand wedding.
I'll give you the rest tomorrow.
Take it. It's yours.
Mine?
Stop staring. It's yours.
Thank you, brother.
I will never forget this favor.
I will return every penny.
Let go... or I'll cancel your wedding.
I'll go tell my mom.
Now you see how Prince Shehzad will get married.
Greetings.
My name's Nawaz Mistry. I work for Medicine International.
We're running a medical relief camp out here.
But we're short on volunteers... especially a medical staff.
-Are you Pakistani? -Yes.
Your accent is different.
I'm a Parsi.
My family's in South Africa... since decades.
But we've worked for many years in Pakistan.
We need experienced people like you.
Would you like to work at this clinic?
You can put in any amount of hours.
No.
I heard about your son.
We get many blast victims of Arshad's age.
You lost your son.
You can understand their pain.
I think you should leave.
Please visit the camp once.
Witness the condition that they are in.
We really need your help.
The rest is up to you, whether you want to help us or not.
Goodbye!
How many files, Firoz?
Sir, I've scanned through half of it.
And finish the rest by tomorrow night.
4 mikes, 2 speakers and disco lights.
For a wedding.
-When is the wedding? -Day after tomorrow.
Day after tomorrow?
And you're giving the order so soon?
Are you running away with the girl?
I'm joking. 14th isn't possible.
There's a rally on the 15th.
Look, I'll send back all the stuff day after tomorrow in the night itself.
Safe and sound.
That's alright, but this is impossible.
After all, it's Mr. Sheikh's rally.
Where else can I go now?
That's your problem.
Look... I'll pay you the money in advance.
In cash.
Really?
And you can keep your share too.
What do you want?
I'll go take a look.
Two children.
Three year old girl and seven month old boy.
She had gone to buy toys for them from the market.
He's just 16 years old.
Lost both his legs at the blast outside the big mosque.
I didn't know anything.
I had no clue... when he set out on this path.
If I only knew... I would've never let him do it.
I would've put him on a muzzle, but...
I would've never allowed him to spread such terror.
Sit down.
It's the call of Allah.
You'll be sent to Heaven.
A martyr's face glows with grace.
This is what they told him and took him along.
But he returned in plastic bags.
Poor boy... didn't even have a face.
They had slaughtered my son.
And to make sure that Arshad's coffin doesn't seem light...
they put stones along with pieces of my child.
No mother should face what you did.
Those who separate children from their mothers...
and turn them into murderers
should be sent to hell.
Don't you want the murderers of your son
to be punished for what they did?
Who are you?
We need your help.
What help?
In saving these kids from turning into murderers.
Get out.
You can save many more lives.
I said get out.
You know the pain of losing your son.
Think about the thousands of mothers like you.
Get out now.
Aunty, is everything fine?
Open the door.
What?
My infidelity sways
My loyalty sways
Your slave sways
My lord sways
The first and last letters
Of revelation sway
Heaven and earth sway
The skies swoon and sway
I won't be able to tell my truth
You won't be able to bear my truth
My Lord
Let me just keep giving my life
In your name
My lord
Out of these 2000 inmates...
275 came after Headley.
And 115 of them are still in.
So around 160 of them arrived in jail after Headley...
and were released after his death.
Give me the details of these 160 files.
When is the doctor visiting Umavi?
Tomorrow.
Can you try sending him the day after instead of tomorrow?
Jude Rosario.
He was imprisoned few days before Headley's killing...
for the murder of some stuntman called Mathew Brody.
But few days after Headley's killing... Mathew Brody was found alive.
Since there was no murder case, Jude Rosario was released.
Yes...
Yes, coming.
Give it.
Thank you.
-Hello, doctor. -Hello.
-How's everything? -It's the grace of Allah.
-Check his bag properly. -Take a good look.
Same old things that I bring every week.
Agreed, doctor.
But it's our duty, we have to do it.
Of course...
Hold on.
What's wrong, doctor?
Amina Bi, you packed the wrong injections.
My apologies, doctor.
I don't know how...
I wonder what's gotten into you these days.
My apologies, doctor. It won't happen again.
I'll have to come back tomorrow.
Sir, according to our agent in Chicago...
Jude Rosario paid a fat amount to Mathew Brody...
for falling off the bridge.
It was a fake case all along.
It means this man Jude Rosario went to prison intentionally.
The stuff's here.
Setup two mikes and speakers on the stage...
and give me the rest of it.
Bring me Daniyal Khan's photo.
My heart's been murdered
Your gaze is a killer
A lovely damsel
A glowing beauty
This has been fixed with Razia Abid Ali for a compensation of 5000 coins.
Do you accept it?
I accept it.
Like the Afghan delicacy.
Do you accept it?
I accept it.
Do you accept it?
I accept it.
Oh wow!
Are you going to love me... at gunpoint.
Or will you ever show your face too.
-Oh wow! -Sir.
It's him.
Daniyal Khan is Jude Rosario.
Like the Afghan delicacy.
A treacherous lover.
Your lover's mortally wounded.
Oh wow!
I want pictures of every person...
who entered Pakistan after Qureshi's murder.
-Sir. -Contact every big and small airport.
Every entry point.
What?
Khalid. It's ready.
-I'll check right away. -Don't worry, sir.
I'll check all the photos right now.
I'll check, sir.
I am a decent guy, my faith's in Allah.
But after l played this game, I am good for nothing now.
I recited a sonnet of Mir.
And took a sip of liquor.
And now my name's tainted.
Oh Sweetheart.
Oh beautiful girl.
You're an arrow.
And my heart's the target.
She'll fear God if not her devotees.
Keep your promises.
Oh wow!
I'll go and complain About you to God.
The second one's ready as well.
I'll use this to make a trigger.
This is a toy car remote.
Will it work?
A similar remote was used in the Boston bombing.
I'll complain about you.
I'll trap your finger in the ring.
What's the range of the remote?
I've installed the battery.
So by tomorrow... it'll work within a range of 50-60 feet.
And as the battery weakens...
the closer you're to the mike, the better it will be.
Don't use your killer attitude on me.
Oh wow!
You'll do more damage than good to me.
Will you ever make up for my loses?
Oh wow!
One more thing.
There shouldn't be anything between the mike and the remote.
Or it won't get the signal.
Oh wow!
Are you going to love me... at gunpoint.
Or will you ever show me your face too.
Oh wow!
Lahore airport has sent images only till the 8th.
The one before this.
The injections are in this.
Your new passport.
I'll call you at ten.
You'll be on a flight before anyone finds out.
Take care.
Zubaid, is all okay?
This one isn't working.
Open the mike.
Where are the images from 9th and 10th?
Stop. Stop.
Send them for God's sake.
Wait.
It's in the wrong socket.
Check now.
It's working.
Really? Check the rest.
Is it five?
When I was a kid, we used to live in Colaba.
My father, Nauzun Mistry.
He was a middle-class man.
But Nadia and I...
Nadia, my sister.
He would fulfill all our wishes.
He called us his princesses.
My little princesses.
When we got good grades, or won a medal in sports...
or if we simply hugged him.
Father would take us out for a treat.
There.
At the Taj.
We would all dress up nicely and go to the Taj tea room.
We'd drink tea... along with chocolate pastries.
Then we grew up... and it felt awkward...
to go out with my father for pastries.
Father realized this.
And gradually... our tea parties at the Taj stopped.
That day...
when they attacked the Taj...
and set it on fire.
It felt like someone was settling my childhood memories ablaze.
They think they will go to Heaven.
These rascals won't even get a place in hell.
When we get out of here...
do you know what's the first thing we should do?
Go to the Taj and have a cup of tea.
Why didn't we meet earlier?
Why did we burn alone?
Together... we're complete
Or were we better alone?
My beloved
-Shehzad. -Brother.
Take this money and leave right now.
Now.
Go away. Why? And this money.
It's all yours. But please leave as soon as possible.
Tell me what's wrong?
Nothing, my son.
Just leave. Leave now.
Brother.
Sir.
Haider, sir.
Sir, he entered Pakistan on the 10th.
From Lahore Airport.
Check every hotel and guesthouse around the Johar area.
Talk to every estate agency, every broker.
Maybe he rented a place.
Show me your register.
-Have you seen this man? -No.
-Take a good look. -No, sir. I have not seen him.
Doctor, I've kept the injections in the bag.
-Did you check them properly? -Yes.
I've to leave this early in the morning just because of you.
-Long live... -Haaris Saeed!
-May God protect him!
We'll meet here in an hour.
Then we will leave for the airport.
Haaris Saeed!
Daniyal.
It suits you.
Couldn't be mine Nor could be yours
I couldn't endure This atrocity of love
Couldn't be mine Nor could be yours
I couldn't endure This atrocity of love
Auntie, has the doctor left?
-Has the doctor left? -Yes, he just did.
You're early today.
Yeah, the tetanus booster shots--
What are you doing?
Let me arrange for the booster shots.
-Long live... -Haaris Saeed!
What is this box doing here?
What box?
Umavi sir's medicines.
-Long live... -Haaris Saeed!
Be quiet!
-What's that? -It's a toy car for my son.
Show me.
Professor Haaris Saeed is amongst us.
Sir, I just bought it.
If I open this up, my son won't stop pestering me.
Didn't you hear that? Show me.
Or else you won't get home to your kid.
Please welcome him with all your enthusiasm.
The doctor must have bought these.
But he never does that.
And I always give him a list of medicines to buy.
We purchase this medicine only once a month.
And I'm the only one who makes an entry and stores it.
I said I don't know.
I am not feeling well, I'm going home.
What's wrong, Auntie?
Auntie?
Listen up.
Fine, go on.
We're with you.
May peace, mercy and the blessings of God be upon you.
We've proven to the world...
that Pakistanis are not afraid...
when it comes to upholding Islam.
Neither from the cruel America...
nor its infidel accomplice India.
What does India want?
Sir, we're checking the hotels in Johar area.
Sir, we just received a call from the Pearl Hotel.
That's where the bastard was living.
He just checked out.
Circulate his photo everywhere.
Every security personnel in Sheikh sir's rally should have his photo.
Did you get the right bottles today, doctor?
Oh Indians... be in your senses... know your place.
I challenged you before.
Call me to any court of law in this world.
And we'll prove who the real terrorists are.
Doctor, where are you going?
Uncle's waiting for you. The pain's increasing, come quickly.
-I'll answer it later. -Alright.
You Indians want action against Pakistan.
Poor India... they only express their motives on television.
The court has honorably acquitted me.
Did you attach a copy of the delivery receipt?
Who is it?
If India doesn't want to settle these problems in the court...
then what does India want?
Sabahuddin Umavi.
Lashkar-e-Taiba's founding member.
Faster. Bravo.
He personally trained Kasab... and the other nine terrorists.
Faster.
Faster... like a monkey.
On 27th November, Umavi ordered his terrorists...
to burn down Oberoi and the Taj.
Where's the doctor?
-Greetings, brother. -Greetings.
-Apologies for yesterday. -It's alright.
Fine... if India says they want strict actions...
then so be it.
He's been pestering for so long.
Why are you calling continuously? The doctor's busy.
Stop the doctor.
Don't let him administer the injection.
Stop the doctor.
Just like this enthusiasm in Lahore...
it will grow to every city in Pakistan.
This will ruin India and set Kashmir free.
What does India think?
The moment has passed.
This is the moment for Jihad.
They play such dirty games.
What does India want?
Our Kashmiri brethren...
Even America and Russia couldn't stand against our Jihad.
And by the grace of Allah, India will fall as well.
-Haaris sir... march ahead. -We're with you.
What was the jail security doing?
Rascals!
Seal all exit points out of the city.
Airports, land borders, trains, buses!
Shut down the entire city.
Where's Sheikh sir?
Where's Haaris Saeed?
They keep calling us terrorists and we say nothing.
-At the rally. -Get him out.
Have our men escort him home. Now!
-What's does Haaris Saeed mean to us? -There's no God, only Allah!
And that doctor. Did he say something?
-He wasn't at it, sir. -Then?
Someone exchanged the injections at the clinic.
They want us to hide in a corner?
Never! Never!
Listen carefully to our message to India...
Quickly.
-Hurry up. -Get the car. Hurry up.
Move. Move aside.
Stop him!
Someone's chasing Sheikh sir's car in a police vehicle.
Stop him.
Hurry up, Sheikh sir's car is coming this way.
Move the barricades.
Fire on.
Move the bamboos. Hurry up.
Break it down.
-Wait a minute, brother. -Come soon, dear.
Move!
Wait a minute, brother.
Move!
Quickly.
Come, dear.
Just a minute...
Stop...
Why did you do it, ma'am?
For Pakistan.
Ma'am!
Haaris Saeed.
You keep asking... what does India want?
India wants... justice!
Where's Amina Bi?
Yes, sir.
What's your exit plan?
It's impossible to get to the airport?
Daniyal, they'll close down the entire city.
Get out of there at any cost.
I'll call you later, sir.
Okay, but keep your phone on.
Fine.
Take your clothes off... quickly.
It'll expire soon... get it renewed.
-Fine. -Let him go.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Sir, what are you doing?
Honestly, sir. I swear.
This man came to my shop alone...
to rent my stuff for the wedding.
Whose wedding was it?
-What happened? -She's in labor.
The pain's excruciating.
We've to get to the hospital.
It'll only take a minute, let me check.
Rascal... I am dying... let's go now!
It'll only take a minute, let me check. Wait...
Don't you have a mother, you scoundrel.
If anything happens to my kid... I won't spare any of you.
Rascal... get out of here quickly.
Come on. Let them go.
Daniyal.
The Indian border is only 26 kilometers from here.
Cover every nook and corner.
Sir, they will seal the entire border around Lahore.
Sir, we've some contacts at Dera Nanak.
Tell them to drive towards north from Lahore.
Seal Lalo and Dhilwan roads too.
Check every car.
But, sir... they can also head for the Afghanistan border.
-Or Iran. -But the borders--
Sir, all the land borders will be sealed.
Tell them to drive southwards, towards Karachi.
But this way they will be trapped inside Pakistan.
Sir, Daniyal can come the same way they did.
From Karachi... in a boat.
But it'll take us at least 10 hours to get to Karachi.
There is no other way, Daniyal.
It's impossible to cross any other border of Pakistan.
He isn't here.
Let's look at that side.
After the 26/11 attack...
we planted one of our man at the Manora Jetty petrol pump.
Sir, that man can take Daniyal in his boat.
-But, sir... -But what?
Only till the Pakistani territorial boater's limit.
Beyond that... the Pakistani navy will intercept them.
Sir, I think we should send our boat to Pakistani waters.
Even I know that.
But for that we'll need Government clearance.
This one.
Sir, that's him.
What! Haaris Saeed and Umavi are dead?
Yes, sir. The news reports will be here soon.
-How do you know? -Sir... our men... killed them.
Speak up.
Sir, brother has a white Suzuki car.
What's the number?
LEA 1901.
Let me go, I haven't done anything.
I haven't done anything.
It's our responsibility to get him out of there.
-He's one of us. -No, he's your man.
You sent him in like Rambo.
Now get him out yourself.
I must tell the Prime Minister everything right now.
But, sir, please listen to me.
LEA 1901. Yes, sir.
11 in the morning.
Sir, 11 in the morning. From Lal Kuan checkpoint.
Send the car number to Karachi police.
Did India assassinate Haaris Saeed and Sabahuddin Umavi?
No!
India has no connection with their deaths.
-The media... -I have an idea, sir.
Mr. Roy.
Sir, Daniyal Khan just called.
He says he's going to surrender himself to the Pakistani government...
and admit that the Indian government is behind both the killings.
-Sir, Daniyal has threatened to do so.
He said he'll surrender in half an hour.
If your leave's been approved, why would we object.
Stop. Stop.
Sir. Yes, sir.
I'll wait for your call.
Prime Minister's office... is talking to the Navy.
So... where are you coming from?
Yes, sir.
Show me your license.
-Yes. -LEA... 1901.
There's a navy plane waiting for you at Palam Air base.
It will take you to Western Naval Base.
Me?
The license's made in Lahore.
Yes.
Go on.
Let them through.
White Suzuki?
Stop!
Fine, go on.
-Where are you heading? -Mauripur.
Take one of our men along.
-Yes. -Come on, get in.
Have some shame. There's a lady inside.
Sit at the back.
Get in.
Sit.
Go!
You're brave... don't be a fool.
Come on.
Come, Khalid!
I'll sign this. Keep the rest.
Open this.
They're getting away.
Hurry up.
We'll take you across Pakistani waters.
And the Indian navy will pick you up from there.
My satellite phone is on.
They will know our location and get to you.
The car was heading towards Mauripur.
I think they're heading towards Manora jetty.
They will get out using a boat.
Alert Naval command to stop all boats in this area.
It will be a big problem, sir.
Numerous boats leave from Manora and Mauripur.
Stop all the boats sailing in the water.
Each one!
Samit! -Yes, sir.
That's the boat's position...
which we're getting through their satellite phone.
Within 10 minutes, this boat will enter the international waters.
Why did it stop?
Why are you so far away from the shore?
We're fishing, sir.
It's really difficult these days.
-Check now. -Okay, sir.
Check at the back.
Back there too.
Were there any other boats in front of you?
Don't know, Sir. There are lots of them.
The boat's clear, Sir.
I think they've been stopped.
Both the boats have stopped.
Sir.
Turn the lights this way.
Fire that way in the water.
The boat is still in Pakistani waters.
But we can't go there.
How far is it?
Not too far.
But we don't have orders to go beyond this.
They'll have to come into the international waters.
-Turn the boat towards Karachi. -But, Sir--
I said turn it around!
-Follow me. -Fine, sir.
Show me your navigation charts.
Get in.
Why are they heading back to Pakistan?
We'll have to go back.
Sir, they're right here.
There.
Daniyal's at the exact location where the boat stopped.
We just have to go there.
We don't have orders to enter Pakistani waters.
Sir, we're just five minutes away from him.
We can't leave him behind.
I said we don't have permission to enter Pakistani waters!
Sir, where were you on the night of 26th November, 2008?
Where were you that night...
when ten men humiliated one billion Indians.
Wherever you were, I'm sure...
even you felt weak, helpless and humiliated.
Your blood must have boiled... like mine, like the entire country.
This man... whom we're leaving to die...
he single-handedly killed all those people
who brought India to its knees that day.
Sir, if we can't save this man today...
then what's the point of this technology and this power?
It's all useless!
I think we won't have that tea at the Taj.
No!
I'll have tea with you.
Even if we have to swim all the way to Mumbai.
Okay then, Nawaz Mistry...
have a cup for me as well.
Daniyal!
A traveler of the night
Says goodbye in the morning
I couldn't be yours
While I was still alive
But carried out
His duty while dying
Couldn't be yours
Nor could be yours
I couldn't endure
This atrocity of love
Do you know why I agreed to this mission?
Because I want Dilawar Singh to respect me the way he used to.
I want him to salute me again...
with the same enthusiasm... and the same passion.
Ma'am, we're here to escort you to the base.
Can you take me somewhere else?
This is the same place where the 26/11 attacks took place.
People have gathered here in large numbers.
People from all over the city have gathered here
to express their happiness.
How do you feel?
God has given us justice.
But we should've killed those murderers.
Have some tea, dear.
But I don't have any money.
That's alright.
I am not charging anyone today.
Take it.
My son worked at the Taj as a waiter.
That night they killed him too.
Today when I learned that those murderers have been killed...
it felt like my son's soul attained peace.
So I won't charge anyone today.
-Uncle... -Yes?
Can I get another cup of tea?
Of course.
Here.
Thank you.