01x02 - The Nightmares Will Begin

[bunniefuu]

[Lamba]

Come on.


- Right here.


- [Lamba]

Move! [Lamba]

Move it.

State your name and age.

[Chowla]

Name.

Come on.

Your age.

Name.

Age.

[Chawla]

Give me your name, you f*cking son of a bitch.

Answer him, fucker.

Answer him.

[grunts]

[blows landing]

Come on, let's get him out of here.

[Rajan]

Let him go.

Ali Saeed, keep fighting.

Let Ali Saeed go.

Hey Let him go.

Keep fighting.

Never give up, brother.


- Hey, let him go.


- [Ray]

Just shut up! [Rajan]

You f*cking snitch.

He got caught because of you.

Why did you do it? Hey! [Akash]

You are nothing but weak.

Shut up! Come on.

Rahim, you go ahead.

Come, your turn.

Name, come on.

I asked you a question, answer me, come on.

Nidu What? What did you say? No one said anything at all.

Hit him, Rahim.

[Laxmi]

Do what you're told, hit him! I f*cking knew it.

[Dacunha]

There's never been a more dangerous t*rror1st mastermind than Ali Saeed, locked up in Meghdoot 31.

But we are no less than him.

We've made the toughest ones spill their guts.


- Right?
- Yes sir.

Command has given us only 24 hours to make Ali Saeed talk.

Only 24 hours.


- Ray.


- [Ray]

Sir.


- Set the temperature to 45.


- Okay, sir.

Then reduce it to 5.

And keep changing it every half hour.

And make sure our guest doesn't get any sleep.

So the music should be loud.

[loud music plays in distance]

And the rest of you can sleep for four hours.


- Got it?
- [all]

Sir.

[muttering, groaning]

[groaning]

Abbu No No No No! No! [gasps]

[snarling]

[thunder rumbles in distance]

[Gupta]

I just couldn't sleep the whole night.

That wretched woman and her baby they both just kept staring right at me all night long.

How's that even possible? You mean to say we both had the same dream? They might just be some old memories.

[Gupta]

Last night everyone here had terrifying nightmares.

[thud]

So? Did you also have terrifying nightmares? Huh, no ma'am.

I'm kind of used to them now.

Nightmares totally relax me.

You don't look very relaxed.

Oh, nothing like that, ma'am.

Good.

Because you've got a lot to get done.

The Colonel has put you in the first round itself.

Ma'am, will I be interrogating Saeed along with you? I just t*rture women, Miss Nida Rahim.

Yesterday what happened there? Don't worry you can always talk to me, okay? Ma'am, I thought that Saeed called me by my nickname, Nidu.

And only my father calls me Nidu.

So, how's it possible for Saeed to know that? Saeed must've heard your name somewhere or the other.

And turning Nida into Nidu, it's a very common thing, really.

Yes ma'am, you're right.

Is there any other way he could've known? No chance of it, ma'am.

No chance whatsoever.

Then that's the end of it.

[Chawla]

22nd August, 0700 hours.

Interrogation of Prisoner 753, UPFI chief Ali Saeed Al Yacoub.

Interrogating team: Officer Harish Gupta Officer Vivek Chaudhary, assisted by Nida Rahim.

Reference tone minus 16 decibel will follow.

[high
-pitched tone drones]

Wake up.

[loud clattering]

[Gupta]

This is Ali Saeed Al Yacoub.

Responsible for the most gruesome b*mb blast in the last 30 years, that k*lled the maximum number of innocent people.

That's not all.

Inciting the minorities to rise against the government.

Instigating people by poisoning their minds and turning them into traitors who betray their own country.

f*cking traitor.

But Mr.

Gupta, I didn't understand one thing at all.

Most wanted man for five years.

Then out of the blue, just like a ripe mango, this man falls into our lap, huh? That, too.

Right at the spot where he knew that we had our surveillance.

Very well done.

I mean he surrendered just like that? Hmm? Look hero let me tell you we get all kinds of savages here.

Hmm? Some of them spill the beans about their lives within two minutes, even before being asked about it.

Some of them don't utter a word, don't even make a sound in the beginning, you understand? And let me tell you something it takes time.

But in the end, every prisoner eventually gives up.


- And so will you.


- Listen.

To what? [faint wailing in distance]

Can't you hear it? [high
-pitched tone drones on]

Turn up the volume.

It's like a baby is crying.

[waiting continues in distance]

Can you hear that? Listen carefully.

Can't you all hear it? Uh one second.

I can't hear anything at all.

Was it your idea, Gupta? Huh? Or was it yours, Chaudhary? Which idea? But Gupta was saying it was your idea.

Which idea? The one that you're thinking about.

What the hell's going on? You brought them both here, b*at them, tortured them, threatened them, raised your weapons, and sh*t them.

[faintly]

You brought them both here, b*at them, tortured them, threatened them, raised your weapons, and sh*t them.

You wanted answers but you didn't get any you brought them both here [distant whispering]

Abbu's little girl.

sh*t.

Did did anyone see that? He's talking nonsense, and you also don't talk sh*t, okay? It was your idea, right? assh*le, I told you just to thr*aten them, not to pull the f*cking trigger.

Shut the f*ck up.

I'll f*cking k*ll you.

It was your idea.

You told me to do it.


- You pulled the trigger!
- Let go of me!
- You bastard, let go of me!
- [Nida]

Help! Help! Please stop it please.

Get the f*ck away.

Can you hear us? Is anybody there? Help.

[static crackles]

I'll k*ll you! Open the door!
- Hey, stop! Stop it.


- You son of a bitch! Stop! Gupta.

Chaudhary.

What are you doing? Just let him go! It's This is all his fault.

What have you done? Have you lost your mind? How did you know all this? You're messing with our minds, you bastard.

How the f*ck do you know all this? Ask him.

How the hell does he know? How does he know all this?
- Lock him up.


- I want to ask him! Chaudhary.

Relax.

[Nida]

Sir.

Soldier look at me.

Look at me, soldier.

Everything will be all right.

I'm here.

Medic! You are a soldier.

A brave soldier.

We are all guilty.

[prisoners cheering]

[cheering]

[prisoners cheering]

Shut up!
- f*cking bastards.


- Shut up.

Shut up! Out.

Sir? Get out.

[Dacuhna]

I'm sure my name must have come up somewhere or the other, in your anti
-national base
-camps.

Lieutenant Colonel Sunil Dacunha.

Ever done any research on Dacunha history? Hmm? Just a few hundred years back it was us Dacunhas who made it a point during the Portuguese inquisition to catch hold of every single person in Goa who was pretending to be a Christian.

Hundreds of Hindus Muslims Jews Rebels.

It was the job of us Dacunhas to make them talk.

After so many years of experience we have learned one thing.

Some interrogation techniques are more effective than others.

Of course, the most simple and efficient one is family.

This is the place where every man ultimately gives up.

It could be for someone's 14 year old son or a beautiful wife.

Lubna.

Right? On my very first order they'll be brought here and made to stand right here in front of you.

On my second order they'll be subjected to such terrors that you'll pray to God that you turn blind.

Sir is just bluffing.

Those bastards are probably enjoying themselves in their Dubai penthouse.

So do you want to hear my third order, or you want to start talking? [whispers indistinctly]

See that? [Saeed continues whispering [Dacuhna]

Speak clearly, Saeed.

Saeed.

You're not making sense.

Take it easy.

Take your time.

[chanting]

Kapoor.


- Yes, ma'am?
- Give me the keys.


- But ma'am
- I want the keys.

[Dacuhna]

This interrogation will stop right now if you start talking.

What's the plan, Saeed? [Nida]

Sit down.

Tell me what he's saying, Maulvi.

You're a cleric.

I'm sure you understand all this.

I won't even touch your wife.

Tell me, come on.

It's ancient Aramaic.

A language from before the time of our messenger.

Impossible.

Go on.

I've known Saeed since his childhood.

He doesn't know this language.

[Dacunha]

You wanted to be with your comrades, right? You're here.

Now what? Will you talk, or should we get your son Irfan to talk? Over and over again,
- he's repeating the same thing.


- What? He's saying something like "finish the task.

" What kind of task? Make the sinner realize his guilt, then eat his flesh.

What does that mean? No.

This is not possible.

No.

[Lamba]

Colonel, come in.


- Sir.


- Yeah? Sir, all our officers are spooked.

They are scared stiff.

They're calling for Faulad Singh.

Should I call him? There's no need.

No need for any outside help, or even your expertise.

Request denied.

Tell the Colonel to get out of that place right now.

Prerna, Preetika.

Huh? What did you say? [overlapping woman's voice]

Sunil, you had promised me that you would never let your work come in between us.

But now the constant drinking and fighting.

I can't take it anymore.

Both Preetika and me are very scared of what you've become.

You used to be such a nice person.

Who are Preetika and Prerna, any idea? The Colonel's daughter and his wife.

What? What are you saying? You How do you know all this? [Ali Saeed]

You're not the same anymore, Sunil.

You really disgust me now.

You f*cking bastard.

How dare you! [Dacuhna's voice overlapping]

How dare you? I sacrificed my whole life for my country and my family.

And now you don't even like me touching you.

You f*cking bitch.

Come on get up, up.

Up.


- Kapoor!
- [Kapoor]

Yes, Ma'am.

Put him back in.

[Saeed's voice overlapping Dacuhna's]

I'm a changed man, huh? I'm a w*r hero.

[Saeed]

This is how you felt, isn't it, Colonel? When you b*at your wife for the first time? m*therf*cker.

Talking sh*t about my family, huh? I have spent my whole life fighting for and serving this country.

I am a hero.


- He'll k*ll him like this.


- Sir has totally lost it.

[Chawla]

Oh God.

Colonel? [Dacunha]

There's no pulse.


- [Dacunha]

Crash trolley.


- [Chawla]

Yes, sir.


- [Dacunha]

Now!
- [Chawla]

Okay, sir.

[man's voice]

Nidu Hey listen.

Listen.

Listen to me.

Get up.

Get up.

Tell me what you know about my Abbu.

I heard you say something, now tell me what you know about my Abbu.

Come on.

[Nida's father's voice]

Nidu.

How could you? Tell me Nidu, how could you send me here to rot? [Laxmi]

Rahim.

Turn it off.

Rahim, turn it off.

He isn't human.

Sir, he isn't human.

He had no pulse.

I I had checked it myself.


- He had no pulse.


- He seems to be fine now, sir.

How's this even possible? What happened? Tired? It happens, it happens.

Let's go.

Come on.

Come.

Listen girl, you can make an assh*le out of the Colonel, but you don't have a chance with me.

My What are you looking at? Huh?
- Sir uh
- Get back to work.

Leave.

Order, sir.

This has gone too far.

Send the message.

Let's call in Faulad Singh.

Yes, sir.

[Kapoor]

He is coming.

Faulad Singh is coming.

He is coming.

Faulad Singh is coming.

Who's that? Sir.


- May I?
- Yes, sir.

Please sit.

[rhythmic banging in halls]


- Will you?
- No, I don't drink, sir.

Thank you.

It helps.

You okay? Sir, what's that noise outside? When we get a problematic prisoner the team calls for Faulad Singh.

[Singh]

I heard there's some problem.

[Mathur]

Not something that you cannot sort out, sir.

Today is Sunday.

My team's playing against the Encounter Force.

Let's finish this and watch the game.

Today in the interrogation room when you were all alone with Ali Saeed.

What did he say to you? Sir, he said that.

my Abbu [Dacuhna]

Hmm? he was also brought here.

Yeah.

But he wasn't here for too long.

[Nida]

Why? Where was he taken? He was a difficult man.


- I know.


- Hmm.

He was always too lost in his philosophy and his books.

Instead of teaching his students the official government syllabus, he used to instigate them to question the authorities.

He's always been an apostate.

Forever making sacrilegious remarks.

My own father, but after a point I just couldn't understand him.

An enemy of his country an anti
-national, a t*rror1st.

[soldiers chatting]

[chattering [Soldiers chatting]

Sir, the situation had gotten totally out of control.

Badly that, too.

Sir, Saeed knew all our personal details, like about my Abbu.

or things about your family.

How's that possible? Ali Saeed is a normal human, Lieutenant.

Flesh and bone.

Like all the others, he too will break.

He will plead and beg and then reveal the truth.

I thought it would be sunny outside.

Sir What if Ali Saeed had planned all this himself? That's not possible.

How can you possibly say that for sure, sir? Because the man who knows Faulad Singh would never want to meet him.

[Singh]

Whose turn is it today? Which lucky bastard has won the lottery? Now let the games begin.