01x03 - The Pack

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♪ We will slice the wind ♪

♪ And pass right through it ♪

To be a Hawk,

you will not only have to be
a master of your specialty,

but also be equipped and ready
to traverse every kind of terrain.

Look at your colleagues closely,

because this could be the last time.

You fail the test, you're out.

Drown proofing.

You have to swim below water level.

You must swim to
the middle of the pool

where you will find a prop.

You have to somersault
and pick it up with your mouth,

and you must swim back,
all in the same breath.

Does he think we're mermaids?

This is a Navy SEALs training task.

If I was so fond of swimming,

I wouldn't have become
an Air Force pilot.

♪ We will move forward
With zeal and vigour ♪

Can you see that H square?

That's your landing target.

If you land outside it, you are out.

Move!

Move!

Manju! Sid's parachute
will not open manually.

You will need to open it for him.

♪ Our nerves are made of steel
Heights don't faze us ♪

♪ Our nerves are made of steel
Depths don't faze us ♪

♪ The sun and the stars
Are constant companions ♪

♪ Like fish in the water
We go with the flow ♪

If you take more than one breath,
you're out.

If you touch the floor or the walls,
you're out.

If you untie your legs or hands,
you're out.

♪ We will slice the wind ♪

♪ And pass right through it ♪

♪ We are strong enough
To rip the earth's chest ♪

Sukhwinder Chawla, you're out.

♪ Our chests are robust
And so is our courage ♪

♪ Our minds are robust
And so is our blood ♪

♪ We can turn you into dust ♪

♪ We can set you afire ♪

♪ We learnt to walk
By falling over and over again ♪

♪ We'll keep walking
Till we get to our destination ♪

♪ Whatever happens
We will always lead the way ♪

♪ We will slice the wind ♪

♪ And pass right through it ♪

♪ We are strong enough
To rip the earth's chest ♪

Here is the biggest proof

that your Make in India initiative
was a success.

Vayu NG surface-to-air m*ssile.

Our first line of defence
against any airborne attack.

Its speed and its accuracy
are its most salient features.

These missiles can acquire a speed
of Mach 4, meaning 5,000 km/hour.

And within an 800 km range,

it can destroy
the smallest of targets.

Sir, the test results
are quite encouraging.

Other than at the LOC and LAC,

we have planned to install it
at five Air Force bases.

Hmm.

I have also been informed that

this is the most secure
defence system to date.

How is that achieved?

Certainly, sir.

-Sidhesh?
-Sir.

-Here.
-Thank you.

Hello, sir. Sidhesh Vakharia,
senior scientist, R&DND.

It's a pleasure meeting you, sir.

Sir, every Vayu m*ssile system

is controlled via three centres.

The tracking system,
the m*ssile control system

and the master facility.

Where are
these three centres located?

Who would know about them?

Only those with
alpha security clearance.

The highest security clearance.

They're placed in three centres

where a highly secure
encryption program

protects it from potential threats.

Hmm.

Good.

How's Gen. Riaz doing?

All well?

-Sarah?
-Glove box.

Code K Technologies.

The Vayu m*ssile
mission control system is installed

on Code K Technologies'
secure servers.

This will get you in.

Okay, but to log into the server

we need the Chief Engineer's
iris and fingerprint scans.

Look at the name
on the access card.

"Naarad Moorthy."

Your iris scan
and encrypted fingerprint data

has been matched
to his credentials.

Nice.

You know you're taking
a huge risk, right?

Even if you get to
the secure server,

as soon as you steal the codes--

Sarah, I'm not as stupid as my face
would lead you to believe.

And who said
I was going to steal the codes?

All I'm going to do is install
a malware on their system,

which will give us remote access
to their system.

The codes will stay where they are.

But when it is time to attack,

our malware
will jam their radars,

and they won't see us coming.

Tell Gen. Riaz...

to prepare for the final step.

Hey, Martha, the MTBF reports
are still awaited.

We'll need the latest reports asap.

The updated reports are still awaiting
some signatures, Karan.

I'll send them your way
as soon as they're done.

See, the test runs have
already started at the Hawks base.

We can't afford
any more delays.

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

Have you seen the latest reports
on the JT-18 jets, sir?

The saturation control at Mach 2
is malfunctioning again.

What? I thought we sorted
this out last week.

Karan from
the Indian Air Force

has been asking to see
the latest MTBF reports.

I really think
we should let them know.

They are going to start flying
those planes soon.

Martha, this is
a $450 million aircraft

with about 3 lakh components.

We cannot have anything
going wrong with this deal.

Why don't you set up a meeting
with the maintenance engineer?

I'll speak to him.

Okay, I will.

Oh, man! A JT-18!

Beautiful.

By the way, hats off to you pilots.

If I had to stay in that chamber
for 10 more seconds,

my blood would've forced
its way out of my veins.

-Seriously.
-Cheers.

Dude, I called home and said,

"You guys are incredibly fortunate.

"You must offer your thanks
to the Gods

"because your daughter
has been born again."

You guys can say
what you want,

but the fact is that

Ranjan really knows
how to push our buttons.

Right, Viraj?

I swear.

If my hands weren't tied,

Ranjan would've taken
his last breath in that pool.

What is your beef with the GC?

He was my first flight instructor.

At the academy.

No one else has had
to put up with me the way he has.

Maybe that's why
you were kicked out of TACDE.

Almost.

Almost.

I don't know why

what looks like genius to me

looks reckless to others.

Only bloody Ranjan understands

that the truth lies
between those extremes.

Damn.

Y'all are really good friends, man.

Cheers to that.

Cheers.

If you don't know how to park...

Let him go!

-...then quit your job!
-Let him go!

Madam, relax.

He broke
my new car's taillight!

-Hey, forget about--
-Are you blind?

He broke your taillight, right?
That's it?

I'll pay for the damage,
whatever it is. Okay?

Madam, I'm about to cause
some damage of my own.

-Step back.
-Let him go!

-Step back!
-Hey, man, let it go.

Stay out of this. Can't you see?

Hey!

What's happening? Ma'am, please.

Who the hell is this guy?

-Who are you, buddy?
-What's going on here?

Listen, you may not know this,
but we're cadets.

At the Police Academy, so back off.

So, you guys don't respect
the uniform anymore?

Is your dad in the Army?

-Huh?
-No.

So, buddy,
if you don't wear a uniform,

your pop doesn't wear a uniform,

why are you so concerned
about his uniform?

You think you can intimidate me
with your swagger?

A broken arm.

That boy is going to go through life
with a rod inside his hand.

That boy whose hand you broke?

He'll never make a policeman now.

Didn't deserve to be one, sir.

What did you say?

Speak up.

Clearly. So that
everyone else can hear.

Sir, he did not deserve
that uniform.

What is he even saying?

The truth.

Give me one good reason

to not send you
back home right now!

Four recruits have
already been rejected.

So you won't be alone.

The Police Academy warden
has submitted a complaint to HQ.

What am I supposed to write
in my inquiry report?

That our Hawks,
India's elite commandos,

were showing off their training?

Service before self, sir.

The most important purpose
of the Indian Armed Services

is to protect innocent civilians.

That old watchman would have been
in the same situation

as those three boys
if I had not intervened.

Sir.

Mr. Bhatti.

You're trending on social media now.

Somebody took a video
of your show of strength.

And the entire unit,

the entire programme
is now under the scanner.

Shome Banerjee.

You're relieved of your duties.

Pack up your things
and go back.

And if anyone else thinks

that this is a GI Joe pit

and that your training
is to be tested on civilians,

then you can go back home
right now as well.

I'll have your papers sent back
to your commanding officer.

Dismissed.

Beg your pardon, sir.

But you'll have to send papers
to two COs, not one.

The Hawks are supposed to be
India's elite first-responder team.

And that's what Shome did.

He responded first.

If he isn't fit to be in the Hawks,
neither is anyone else here.

Squadron Leader Viraj!

No ranks, Mr. Bhatti.

Just Viraj.

And this is your final decision?

You want to go back home too?

Me as well, sir.

Mine as well.

Sir.

You're the one who taught us, sir.

Everything is fair in w*r.

What just happened, sir?

I can hardly believe it.

A dream is coming true, Mr. Bhatti.

The lone wolf is finally learning
to run with his pack.

The p*stol is inside the jail.

But the prisoner needs restraints.

The prisoner's food
has been arranged for.

I will take it
to the prisoner myself.

According to the voice analysis,
we are almost certain.

That is Gen. Riaz's voice.

The other voice
belongs to a woman.

Can she be Agent 23?

Maybe. Maybe not.

But, most importantly,
these conversations tell us

that phase one of their plan
is done

and that support is being sent
for the second phase.

Didn't you tell me on the phone
that the IP was tracked?

Of course.

Who knows what server
it was bouncing off from.

But yes, our team cracked it.

Bangalore?

Deploy two units.

Set a perimeter around the place.
Not too tight.

And tell your asset
to monitor the location closely.

-We leave immediately.
-Yeah.

Papa!

Look!

An exact replica of a MiG.
You like it?

-Hmm?
-Yes.

Shall I serve dinner?

I won't be able to stay for dinner.
My Japanese clients are waiting.

You're leaving already?

Did I do something wrong?

No, Vir, my son.
You didn't do anything.

And your papa's not angry at you

because you can only get angry
at people

if you care about them.

Vir, my son...
you're a brave boy, right?

And you don't need anyone
to be brave and strong.

No one. Okay?

♪ Let it go... ♪

♪ Let it go... ♪

Sir.

Sir?

Are you here to meet someone?

Excuse me, whom do you want to meet?

Sir?

Sorry.

I got the wrong address.

♪ Let it go... ♪

How long have you been in the force?

Seven years.

Still, man.

There's something else.

When I was a kid, I'd watch my father
neatly iron his uniform.

His khaki uniform.

His most prized possession.

I used to think
my dad could do anything.

He was my hero.

And that's what I grew up thinking.

I was around 17-18 years old

when my Mom told me to withdraw
some money from the ATM.

And that's when I found out
that my hero

was a guard at the ATM.

So then, when the police cadets

misbehaved with
that guard unnecessarily, I mean...

If you'd have just told this story
to that police cadet,

it could've saved his arm.

So...

what did I miss?

Thanks for yesterday.

Chill, bro.
Did you see Ranjan's face?

That alone served my purpose.

So, what do you think?

What will GC Ranjan do now?

Whatever he wants.

How does it matter?

Speak for yourself.

It matters to me. A lot.

Hawks.

GC Ranjan has handled
the police warden.

There won't be an inquiry now.

But...

Shome and Viraj,

you both will get
negative points for discipline.

Avantika.

Viraj.

Salim.

Report to the tarmac in 15 minutes.

-Avantika?
-Sir.

What happened?

A glass broke in the canteen.

Unfortunately, I can't let you fly
the plane with an open wound.

You'll stay with me in the ATC.

Well, at least there's
one advantage of coming here.

Don't get too excited.
It's a machine, not a toy.

How about some respect
for the machine too?

Radar control in place. AP off.

Gaining altitude.

Clock your speed, Salim?

-1.60.
-Vir?



That's it. Maintain that.

Throttle check done.
Check pull-back manoeuvre.

Clock at 3.

Roger that.

It's not going to be
that easy, Scorpion.

Time to push the machine.

Viraj, didn't you hear what I said?

Check pull-back manoeuvre.

No joy. No joy.
Waiting for command.

Sir, it looks like
the communication lines are broken.

Let's see what you've got, baby.

Viraj, can you hear me?
Viraj, come in!

Viraj, can you hear me?
Return to base, it's an order!

Viraj, can you hear me?

Viraj, there seems to be
a communication problem.

Come in, Viraj, come in!
Viraj, can you hear me?

Sahej, recover, you're too low!

You're losing altitude!

Sahej, recover, you're too low!

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!

I'm stuck! I'm stuck!

-I'm losing altitude!
-I know, you're too low!

I repeat, you're way
too below sector altitude.

I can't recover! I can't recover!

I'm unable to eject!

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!

Viraj, return to base now!
Return to base!

What the hell?

Why's it stuck? Come on...

Easy. Easy...

Return to base, Razor!

Return to base!

Fuel level way below alpha levels.

-I repeat, return to base.
-Roger that.

Returning to base.

-Sir, the jet is new, but--
-Viraj!

Sorry, sir,
the radio communication--

Do you take me for a fool,
Viraj Sehgal?

Listen to me carefully.

There is only one reason
you're here.

Me.

If you think this place
is beneath you

and you can do what you like
whenever you want,

then listen carefully.

I'm the boss of this programme
and this unit.

I hope you will not
make me boss you around.

Sir.

All security staff,
report to the control room.

Sir, you called?

-Me?
-But the walkie...

Sir!

How can I be here and there both?

Huh?

Someone's looped your footage,
you idiot! Come on!

Wait!

You need to log out.

Oh, right.

Thank you, I had forgotten.
Thank you.

I have never seen you here
at this time before.

Yes...

We're releasing
a new product, that's why.

-Show me your ID.
-Huh?

Show me your ID.

There's been a breach.
Seal the building!

Seal the building!

Hands up!

-ID.
-Raise your hands up!

Come on, hands up.