01x02 - Episode 2

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Yes, Mehta.

He likes you. He tells you everything.

Talk to him.

Find out what he knows about the hijack.

Whenever you visit,

the tea is of better quality.

What's going on, Masood?

Pardon?

By God, I know nothing, Mr. Mehta.

Honestly?

Tell me.

Have I ever lied to you?

Yes?

Yeah, I know.

Okay, fine.

IB, RAW, NSG, Airport Authority,

all confirmed.

MEA also.

-The Minister is coming.

-The Home Minister?

Sir, you'd know…

We can't let the plane reach Kabul.

We have to end this thing here. In India.

They don't have enough fuel

to get to Kabul. They'll have to land.

-Mr. Verma. Ranjan Mishra.

-Yes, sir. Okay.

Sir, I'm at the Airport Authority

control room.

I'll see.

We'll try to talk to the Captain, sir.

Sir, come. We're still showing

"flight delayed" at the airport.

Good enough for now.

-Good evening, sir.

-Where are they? What's the situation?

They're here.

To land in Delhi,

they must start descent here.

Can I talk to the pilot?

Listen. Just listen to me, Ram.

Listen carefully.

Find out by tonight

where that driver took those five men.

Buy him, beat him, drug him,

but find out. Okay?

Who were those five men?

Where are they now?

Where did you take them?

Who are you working for?

Where are they now?

Where did you take them?

Tell me!

IB has moved Masood Azhar

to another prison cell.

-Don't mention it yet.

-Of course I will.

Nandini!

Nandini, this is privileged information.

Government secret.

If the public finds out,

there'll be an outcry.

Can I do my job, please?

Forget your job! There are other

priorities - responsibility, duty.

You and your principles and ideals.

The Prime Minister's office

has called a crisis management meeting.

-Has he landed?

-Landing.

Cabinet Secretary Vinay Kaul set up

the meeting. Can I at least write that?

b*tch.

That, to me, means a ferocious woman.

Thanks.

Take off his blindfold.

Where did you take the five men?

Who's paying you?

ISI?

The cable came ten days ago

from RAW, Kathmandu.

Don't recall, sir.

Ram sent several cables

from Kathmandu recently.

If I remember, there was a mention

of Amjad, alias, Doctor.

Sir.

See, I told you. Amjad Farooqui.

He's in Kathmandu.

Cited and verified by multiple sources.

He's been active in Bahawalpur

for six months.

The question is…

is he on this flight?

Amjad Farooqui is too big

to be on a hijack, sir.

Lower ranks do the hijacking.

I mean, the dispensable ones.

The scapegoats.

The wedding is the day

after tomorrow? Right?

Sandhya is leaving with the kids.

No, I'll head directly to the airport

after the CMG--

Hello?

CMG?

Mother, whenever there's a crisis

of any kind,

all department heads meet

to decide on a plan of action,

and find a solution.

These three entry points are not visible

from inside the aircraft.

The first is here - hatch door.

The second is here,

and luggage hold at the back.

I hope by now they know

the number of passengers and hijackers.

Unbelievable.

No one saw this email from Kathmandu?

The emails were from

the Investigating Officer.

They thought Ram copied it

just for our information.

You were copied in too.

When you get information, read it.

When do we get the passenger list?

How many women? Children?

-Any VIPs?

-Go. Just get it.

All these cables are from Kathmandu.

I don't think we should put it out now.

I know Kaul sir is fuming, but…

it won't look nice

if we're the only ones who noticed.

-But that's a fact, sir.

-We saw it late too.

-At least we noticed it.

-Yeah, but…

Kaul.

Vinod.

J.P., I must say I'm rather disappointed.

We must inform the PM.

This is another disaster.

Zero intelligence. Zero warnings.

We get attacked in Kargil,

and we aren't informed.

Our plane gets hijacked

and we know nothing.

Later the reports will read,

"RAW kept IB in the dark.

IB kept RAW in the dark."

They are not descending, sir.

-I don't think they'll land in Delhi.

-One minute.

Yes?

Okay. I'm coming.

The PM has landed.

Sir, the minister has arrived.

The minister is here too.

What do we tell him?

What's the status, Vinay?

I hear you're receiving

the Prime Minister at the airport.

I plan to leave after convening the CMG.

Spoken to the Home Minister?

He knows about the meeting.

I'll call him on the way.

I've spoken to him.

If you have, what more could we want?

-Sir, congratulations.

-Thank you.

Granddaughter. Half an hour back.

Congratulations.

-Congratulations.

-Excuse me, sir.

Sir, RAW made brief contact

with the Captain.

There are at least five hijackers.

They have knives, pistols

and possibly a hand grenade.

Excuse me, sir. I've something more.

I'll be back.

The tape recorder.

Sir, we were unable to contact

station chief Chauhan.

But we spoke to IO Ram Chandra Yadav.

Please listen.

I'm not going, and neither are you.

This is no ordinary mission.

The plan must be followed.

This is not the time to get emotional.

You aren't emotional because

no one close to you is involved.

I'm not asking you,

I'm informing you that I'm going.

Brother, you don't understand.

You haven't been trained.

You could mess things up.

Amjad, this is non-negotiable.

Don't take my name, Chief.

My brother is stuck there,

and you're jumpy about names.

If I must die, I'll die.

But I'll take 150 lives with me.

Can I ask you something?

What do you people want?

It's not in your power to give it.

So mind your own damn business.

Sir, this Amjad that we hear on the tape

is Amjad Farooqui.

Also known as "Doctor."

A brutal militant. Educated in a madrasa,

used to work for the ISI.

But now he's with Mullah Omar.

And Osama also likes him.

Sir, he became famous for massacring

400 people in Herāt, Afghanistan.

The Americans call him

The Butcher of Herāt.

And I believe he's on this flight, sir.

When the Taliban was overthrowing

the Afghan government,

Amjad Farooqui supported the Taliban.

So he became very dear to them.

If this hijack is all about

freeing Masood,

then who wants him freed?

The ISI was clearly involved

in the planning at Kathmandu.

Amjad and ISI working together?

Impossible.

Sir, I agree with IB and RAW

that the ISI may be involved,

but Amjad would never work

with the ISI.

-They won't make it to Kabul.

-What?

Excuse me, sir.

They don't have enough fuel.

At the speed they're descending,

-they'll never make it to Kabul.

-No, sir.

Amritsar or at most Lahore.

Delhi Control. This is IC 814.

Connect to Lahore.

They want to take the plane to Lahore.

IC 814 requesting contact to LHE.

Don't connect them to Lahore.

That's their plan. If they connect

to Lahore, it'll be a problem.

Exactly.

25,000 feet.

IC 814. You do not have

landing permission in Lahore.

They're lying.

Tell them to connect you to Lahore.

Right now.

IC 814 here. Connect to Lahore.

So?

What are our choices?

We have Amritsar.

Once they land there,

let an NSG operation take over.

Game over. Right, Ravi?

Of course, sir.

If they land in Amritsar,

we must storm the plane.

I'll get ready.

Sir,

let them speak to Lahore ATC.

Pakistan will not allow this.

-And they'll have to land in Amritsar.

-What if Lahore gives permission?

Pakistan can hardly be trusted.

Exactly.

DRS, let me talk to Pakistan.

There's no dialogue with Pakistan

right now, but I can start it.

I'll tell them if they let the plane land

in Pakistan,

-then it'll be their responsibility.

-Sir.

We don't have that much time.

Only one man has

that kind of power in Pakistan.

Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me.

The passenger list.

Second page.

-Chauhan.

-Chauhan is on the flight.

What the hell, Ranjan.

This is so embarrassing.

What?

He's our station head in Nepal.

Let's delete his name. For now.

The list goes through us.

We'll deal with it later.

Remove his name.

Excuse me.

Yesterday at 4:00 a.m.,

we went to someone's house.

Wait here. I'm coming.

They gave him a bag.

I don't know what was in that bag.

Let's go.

7,000 feet.

IC 814, Lahore is closed for you.

Talk to Lahore now.

We have to land this plane there.

Talk to them!

Lahore tower, come in.

This is IC 814,

announcing for a dire emergency.

Requesting permission to land.

Lahore is closed for you, IC 814.

You cannot land here. Over and out.

What are they saying?

They're saying we don't have permission.

That's Lahore for you.

It's been "delayed" for three hours.

You must know something.

-Sir, air traffic--

-You're lying!

They're lying. Watch the news on TV.

They have not given any information.

And up till now they are not giving

any information.

Whatever information we're given,

that is from outside.

A policeman was sitting outside.

He asked me

if I was waiting for the Kathmandu flight

to arrive.

I said yes.

He said, "That flight's been hijacked."

This conversation took place

around 6.

Shall we go to Amritsar?

-Could be dangerous.

-So be it.

-What if they surround the aircraft?

-Let them. It's okay.

We'll open fire and throw

some dead passengers from the plane.

Their government will only listen

when their people cause an outcry.

What did you think?

I thought you knew where we were going.

Maybe I do know.

But I'm not telling you.

DRS, landing in Amritsar.

Sir, landing in Amritsar.

Landing in Amritsar.

DRS was right. Lahore denied permission.

Well done, DRS.

-Ravi.

-Sir?

-NSG has to take charge now.

-Yes, sir.

-I'm going to the PMO.

-Yes, sir.

Sir, they won't stop for long in Amritsar.

They want the fuel bowser ready.

-Let them land first. Ravi can handle it.

-Sir.

Ravi, sh**t the b*stards.

All right.

Boys. Showtime!

How long before they land?

-Less than 15 minutes, sir.

-15 minutes?

I'm dispatching a commando team

from Manesar.

If we stall the plane for two hours,

it's game over.

Manesar is too far. Don't we have

any commandos in Amritsar?

-Not NSG, sir.

-The Punjab Police have commandos.

So call the Punjab DG.

-I'll call my batch mate, Prabhjot.

-Okay.

-I'll dispatch my team, sir.

-Immediately.

Send the confidential cables

to all the relevant embassies.

-Pakistan. Nepal.

-And Bangladesh.

And of course U.S. and U.K.

It's Christmas but send it.

Afghanistan?

Send it. It'll start a dialogue.

-Just in case.

-Yeah.

DRS.

Give me a cigarette.

The matter is still in India.

We can have a smoke at least.

Rajesh! Get us some tea or coffee.

Done.

Yes, Vinod? I'm in Chandigarh.

I have commandos in Amritsar.

They can be at the airport in ten minutes.

Prabhjot is a great officer.

He'll handle it.

Amazing chess player too.

Turns the game around at the last minute.

-Bedi, listen here!

-Sir.

Tell Pal to take a commando team

to the airport.

-Yes, sir.

-Talk to you later.

Yes, Vinod?

Give me five minutes.

I must inform the Chief Minister.

He's gone to his hometown.

Give me five minutes.

Okay. Hurry.

He's talking to the CM.

We must have the CM's approval.

Yes. Right move, sir.

Bring all the sturdy looking passengers

to the front.

I'll move this lot to the back.

Everyone, look up!

Some of you will be moved

to business class.

The people I point to, raise your hands.

-Up.

-Your hands!

-Up.

-Raise your hands!

Those with hands raised,

go and line up over there.

Get up. Up!

-No, please. Don't go.

-Move it!

Get up! Move!

-Let's go!

-Calm down.

-No, please. We just got married!

-I'm going.

-Don't hurt her.

-We just got married.

-Shut up!

-Don't take him away. Please.

-Don't hurt her.

-Sit!

-Please, brother!

-I'm going.

Rupesh, please.

Brother, please.

Shut up!

Please.

Heads down!

Start moving!

-Leave that bag!

-Sorry.

-Tell them we have business class tickets.

-I'll talk to them.

Everyone, go to the back.

Move out of there.

Say something, Papa.

-Do I have to request you?

-Sir, let us stay in business class.

Don't hurt him.

Just do as he says.

Come with me.

-My children?

-They're coming.

No acting smart. Hands stay raised.

Everyone! Raise your hands,

eyes down.

You're not moving. Stay seated.

Raise your hands.

Hurry!

Ma'am, calm down.

It'll be all right, ma'am.

-Ma'am, calm down.

-Drink some water.

Okay. Water.

Here.

Ma'am, calm down.

Try… try to breathe.

If you see an empty seat, sit down.

Fast! Quick!

-Keep your hands raised.

-Hurry up!

Sit. Sit here.

I don't want to sit here, sir.

I want an aisle seat.

I come from business class.

Business? I'll show you business.

Sir, please. I'll sit here at the end.

Sir, please.

Hurry!

-Come here.

-Sit quietly.

Put your heads down!

Come on.

Sit!

Hurry up and sit.

What happened?

They took my husband to business class.

Don't worry. My husband is there too.

-Will they hurt him?

-Everything will be okay, dear.

Don't worry.

Here. Sit down here.

Move it.

Head down.

Raise your hands.

Heads down. Raise your hands.

Heads down.

Heads down, hands up.

No talking!

Keep your hands raised.

No one must raise their heads

or try looking up.

Understand?

Which house?

You planted the bag on the plane.

What was in it?

Open!

Stop, you f*ck!

Stop.

What was in that red bag? Talk!

Speak up!

Five minutes means five minutes.

Refueling takes 30 minutes.

The tanker must arrive in five minutes.

Or we take off.

Wipers.

Fifty…

forty…

thirty…

twenty, ten.

-What's going on?

-Are we in Delhi?

Heads down!

-Let me go to my husband.

-Heads down!

Is this Delhi?

Looks like it.

Sit quietly.

-It's foggy. Can't see a thing.

-Heads down.

They say if the bowser isn't here

in five minutes,

we're taking off.

Requesting instructions for parking.

No, no. We're not parking, Captain.

Keep circling.

Keep circling.

We are not allowed to park.

I will just be making a loop

near the runaway.

Copy that.

Where's the bowser bay?

Over there.

It's time for Papa's medicine.

Indrani.

He'll be okay.

Use the inhaler, sir.

It's empty, dear.

-Is there another in your bag?

-No.

My daughter told me to take an extra one,

but I thought I'd manage a one-hour flight

with one inhaler.

You should listen to daughters.

-Sorry. You're right.

-Is he okay?

Ask if anyone has a spare inhaler.

Uncle, drink some water.

Water.

I can pick up something near the plane,

but it's not clear.

Try through the Punjab station.

Put it on speaker.

We gave them five minutes,

but there's still no response.

Unless we sh**t a few passengers,

they won't get it.

sh**t a few passengers.

Yes. Okay.

Breathe. Breathe, Uncle.

Yes.

Status on bowser?

Bowser is leaving the base soon.

-Let me go to him.

-No, wait.

Sunita.

Must we take him everywhere?

I told you to leave him with Aunty Sudha.

I'm not leaving him anywhere.

We'll take him wherever we go.

If you can't handle him, I will.

-Papa, I want a chocolate.

-Shut up! Just sit quietly.

f*ck! Where's the bowser?

They said five minutes, it's been 20.

It's coming. They said it's coming.

Send the bowser quickly.

The bowser will take more time.

We'll keep you informed.

They won't listen.

I'll make that bowser move!

-Come with me, Mr. Nangia.

-What are you doing?

Tell everyone at ATC

what'll happen if the tanker

doesn't get here at once.

Heads down.

Heads down.

Go tell your government.

More blood will flow.

Heads down.

The CM said, "No bloodshed

in Punjab".

Action will only be taken

when Delhi calls the Punjab DG.

Who from Delhi, sir?

Delhi.

Sir, Amritsar is our last chance.

There isn't time to ask

everyone's opinion.

We must storm the plane now.

Sir, let's be very clear,

it's now or never.

If that flight takes off from Amritsar,

we'll have to pay a heavy price.

We must keep the plane in Amritsar

at any cost.

Ravi?

What is NSG's assessment

about collateral damage?

No one can say.

But what I can tell you is that my team

will do whatever it takes.

So let's do this, sir.

They've slit the throats

of two passengers.

IC 814. Bowser on the way.

Where the f*ck is it?

Where's the bowser?

Come.

Come, girls.

Never mind. Your luggage will follow.

Boys.

Thankfully your husband

has landed in Amritsar.

It'll get sorted.

Okay.

There's a flight

from Amritsar to Hyderabad tomorrow.

I'll leave with the kids.

Ma'am, security protocol.

They said you must return

to Delhi immediately.

Come, girls. Come.

The bowser is coming.

Don't hurt anyone else.

The bowser is here.

Can you please ask him to drive faster?

They've started k*lling my passengers.

IC 814. We cannot refuel on the runway.

Please bring the aircraft to the apron.

IC 814. Shut down the engines

for refueling.

No. You will not shut them down.

There are commandos in the bowser.

The engines must be shut down

for refueling.

Connect me to the PM.

-IC 814, do you copy?

-Doctor.

Take off. Let's go.

Take off!

IC 814, the bowser has reached.

Shut down your engines now.

Tell the PM and the HM

we don't have more than 15 seconds.

The bowser is right here.

-Refueling won't take long.

-No more tricks. Just take off!

-But we don't have fuel…

-I'll count to five.

Prabhjot, listen.

You have to do something.

Vinod, my boys are hiding

behind the bowser,

but I need orders.

Five…

-Listen to me…

-Four…

If the bowser is a decoy, sh**t me first.

-Three…

-Listen to me.

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