01x07 - Home Coming

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Ma'am, Maitree Express will

reach Dhaka station in two hours.

Where are you?

I will be reaching Dhaka station

in two hours.

Fine. I'll see you there.

The number you're calling

is out of network coverage area.

Ma'am, it will take another hour.

Sir, the plane landed

at Bangladesh Airport.

Mukurkhol, Gazipur, Gabtoli. Patola.

Taxi, mister?

I won't charge too high.

You can pay me less.

Mukurkhol, Gabtoli. Gazipur.

Don't want it, mister. Please.

You won't fit in my taxi anyway.

Jagtap sir.

Vikram was right about you.

He trained you well.

- Jai Hind, sir.

- Jai Hind.

- Rana.

- Jai Hind, sir.

Come on.

We've landed in Dhaka, ma'am.

And Jagtap sir wants to speak to you.

Vikram was right about you.

Selfish Shetty.

You only call when you need a favor.

You were in a hurry

to win the bravery award.

So you flew to Dhaka at the first chance.

You'll have to compromise on some things.

Jagtap, I am counting on you.

Consider this our

last chance to get Zarar.

Don't worry.

He'll be in your custody within 24 hours.

Have a word with him.

Ma'am, any call from Zarar?

He's reaching Dhaka station in one hour.

Okay. We'll be there too, ma'am.

Copy.

Open the dashboard.

Welcome gifts for you two.

Ma'am, the train is

reaching Dhaka station.

I am reaching Dhaka station.

We'll be there too.

- Yes, sir.

- Rafiq.

It's not Nafeesa inside, it's the police.

- Rafiq.

- Zarar.

Nafeesa isn't coming.

She has joined hands with the police.

Run!

I'll hold them off.

Zarar.

Run!

Kabir. Go after Zarar.

We'll cover you.

Bulldozer, cover.

Bangladeshi Army.

Let's go.

Get up!

- Kabir, leave him.

- Sir.

Kabir, let him go.

Kabir, let him go.

Leave me.

Ma'am, this is Zarar.

India's most wanted t*rror1st.

And that's the Indian Intelligence Unit,

who landed at Dhaka airport

today morning as civilians.

Flight no. AI237 from Delhi.

Ma'am, I am sure this

is one of their covert ops,

and we haven't been informed.

We've put an alert on

all railway stations,

airports, and borders.

And I'm pretty sure, ma'am,

they haven't left the country yet.

Do what it takes,

but stop them from crossing the border.

The credit for capturing

India's most wanted t*rror1st

should go to Bangladesh Intelligence.

Okay.

Right, ma'am.

- Hello, sir.

- Where is Zarar?

He's right here as we speak.

In the safe house.

And what about Kabir and Rana?

Kabir and Rana are with me, as well.

But sir, after the fiasco

at the railway station,

Bangladeshi Intelligence

must be looking for us.

I can think of only one option.

We'll have to cross the border.

Border?

I have the same feeling.

Let me speak to the Defense Ministry,

and get back to you.

Sure, sir.

Shreenivas sir is on it.

But I can think of one option.

Sir,

Jagtap sir, and Shreenivas sir

just had a conversation.

We'll have to cross

the border to get to India.

Let's go.

Take me wherever you want.

But what is all this for?

To find out,

whether I did it or not?

I did.

Next, you'll ask how I did it.

I am sure you have an idea about that.

I have a question, Kabir sir.

After watching your

community getting tortured,

can you sleep peacefully at night?

How does it feel to be thankless to God?

How does it feel to wag your tail

in front of these infidels?

Sir.

Is Islam your property?

Do you speak for Him?

Doesn't He belong to me,

or to Nafeesa, whose life you destroyed?

You can only vent your failure,

insecurities, and anger

in the name of religion.

All of you are selfish murderers!

t*rrorists.

That's all.

t*rrorists?

I am a t*rror1st?

Kabir sir,

can you dare to listen

to who this t*rror1st is?

The son of an ordinary man,

who runs a small perfume

business in his locality,

in a city like Kanpur.

And what did this boy get in return?

A burnt-down factory.

A m*rder*d uncle.

Someone who never harmed anyone.

If I am a t*rror1st, Kabir sir,

then who were those people?

They were assholes like you.

There is no difference

between them and you.

Bunch of assholes all of you.

Who meets a bigger as*h*le

like Rafiq to mislead them.

Turns them into monsters.

The human mind is a diamond mine

and a garbage dump.

People like you are

sl*ves to such garbage.

And scoundrels like Rafiq

take advantage of it.

They use you.

Imagine.

The police officer you k*lled in Delhi,

if Vikram Bakshi's ten-year-old

son resorts to violence

neither your home, society,

nor this country would survive.

Yes, sir.

I've spoken

to the Defense Minister, Jagtap.

You must enter India from gate number five

of Bhomra Land Port.

The BSF will be there for your support.

Okay, sir.

But let me warn you.

Bangladesh Intelligence

can locate you at any time.

Be careful.

- All right.

- Understood, sir.

Bangladeshi Intelligence

will be here soon.

We've to leave immediately.

We've to cross the border.

Do you really believe you

can make it out of here alive?

Listen, wise guy,

you can finish your sentence in India.

But, sir, how will we cross the border?

Do you really believe

these Bangladeshis can stop us

from entering our own country?

Come on.

Hussain sir, look ahead.

Here's a piece of advice

as a good neighbor.

Don't cross the border.

It will be a death wish.

Do you think I will

let you cross the border?

I am your well-wisher, brother.

You can try if you like,

but the outcome will be zero.

See you later.

Good evening, sir.

Major Jag, the unit is on the way.

Open the gates right now.

Got it, sir.

Officers, open the gate immediately.

Thank you.

Welcome to India.

Hello.

We got him.

We got Zarar.

As soon as the exit route is fixed,

please share it with us. Right?

Okay, sir.

Kabir!

Such love.

Emotions don't suit you, Shetty.

Jagtap.

So good to see you.

Don't forget, your return ticket

to India was sanctioned by me.

How can I forget that?

Remember, during our training you said,

we'll do one mission together in life.

I never thought the mission

would be so big.

This mission took a lot from us.

Including our dear friend.

Where is he?

Come, ma'am.

Well done, Rana.

Nafeesa and her mother knew nothing.

They are innocent.

And what about the people you k*lled?

Weren't they innocent?

Yeah

give her the phone.

Nafeesa wants to speak to you.

What?

Are you scared?

Talk to her.

Nafeesa

Who am I talking to?

Haider

or Zarar?

Why did you do it?

You won't understand.

It's you who couldn't understand.

You betrayed the country

you kiss five times while praying.

And don't say you did it for Islam.

Because Islam doesn't need murderers,

nor does Islam believe in terrorism.

Have you ever read the Koran?

If you had, you would have known,

a true Muslim loves his country.

He's loyal to his country.

If you want to see a true Muslim,

then maybe he's right in front of you.

He's ready to die for his country.

And if you still believe

what you did was right,

then why did your parents disown you?

You even betrayed your family.

You betrayed me.

I am pregnant, Haider.

Please forgive me if you can, Nafeesa.

I've nothing else to say to you.

But yes,

there is something I want to say.

I've always

I've always loved you, Nafeesa.

What's the point

of such love that's based on a lie?

You were waging w*r for Islam.

But your biggest loss is,

your child will always

be known as a t*rror1st's child.

Hello.

Ma'am, it's our responsibility

to prove Nafeesa and her mom's innocence.

They knew nothing about IM or Zarar.

I know.

This could take time.

But we'll get them out.

What are we going to do, sir?

We caught India's most wanted t*rror1st.

You'll feature in newspapers,

you'll receive medals.

I've returned after so long.

Let's party.

Our job isn't over yet, sir.

Zarar and Sikku were

only pawns who they sacrifice.

Turn their future into

a threat to the country.

This is just the beginning,

the w*r isn't over yet.

You can take him now.

Thank you, sir.

Hello.

Sir, Rafiq has been spotted in Kathmandu.

Are you sure it's him?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

What happened?

Rafiq has been spotted in Kathmandu.

You were right.

This is just the beginning,

the w*r is yet to be won.