[woman 1] Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Alibaug.
Today, for the first time,
this extremely rare art collection is up for auction,
only for select special guests.
Introducing our star painting, Medicine by Gustav Klimt.
It was painted in the year 1900s,
and it was believed that this painting
had disappeared during World War II,
but more than 80 years later,
it has been rediscovered
by a well-known curator
and our host of the evening, Mr. Rajan Aulakh.
[foreboding music playing]
Hello, Mr. Batliwala.
Where is Rajan? He's missing from his own party.
Sir is finishing a painting in his studio.
[foreboding music playing]
[muffled grunting]
Mr. Mehta,
my star accountant.
Do you know, you are the chief guest of this party?
Oh, sorry.
[coughing]
Rajan, I don't know how
your offshore accounts' data
got leaked to the Interpol.
Trust me, Rajan, I don't know.
Rajan…
[grim music playing]
Trust can't bring back my 200 crores, can it?
- Rajan… - Forget about me.
The money of my five clients was frozen in that account.
That is gone too.
[swooshing] Out!
I will work free for you all my life–
[woman 1] A painting in its true art form…
Because of your one mistake, my life's work
is being auctioned off. Listen.
Another painting is sold…
- Do you hear it? - …and the buyer is Mr. Batliwala.
[tense music playing]
[Mehta gasping heavily]
[grim music playing]
[Mehta grunting]
[bones cracking]
I try very hard to be just "Mr. Aulakh".
But fuckers like you
bring Rajan Bhai and his underworld days back.
- Hi, sir. - Hi.
Mr. Rajan?
Hi. Jennifer Lobo.
Thanks so much for the invite.
Our museum, Fortcrest, can host these artefacts of yours,
and I must say it will be an honour.
As soon as the Red Sun leaves India,
there will be an open slot, you know, at our museum.
- Red Sun? - Yes.
Africa's Kohinoor,
the pride of Africa, will be in India very soon,
and we're extremely delighted
that our museum will exhibit the Red Sun.
I'm sure you must have heard about how priceless the Red Sun is.
Oh, do you paint too?
- [Jennifer] Hmm? - [Rajan] Um-hm.
Yeah, sometimes. Just for fun.
- Anyways, I'll see you around. - Sure.
[ominous music playing]
I didn't think I'd ever have to, but it looks like I will have to call him.
Who?
[intense music playing]
The one-of-a-kind Bellagio emerald necklace
was stolen mid-transit on the National Highway.
This took place despite an entire private security convoy
being assigned to the necklace's protection.
Reports say that this was a one-of-a-kind heist.
The last time this happened was in 1995
by Neil McCauley and his team.
Everyone is still shocked by how this robbery has been pulled off.
The police are still searching for the jewel thief.
Good morning, beautiful.
Leaving so soon?
Aren't you going to at least ask my name
after giving me such an expensive gift?
Your name…
is the only thing I didn't discover about you last night.
Let's keep some mystery alive.
[funky music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[wheezing]
Sir, he disappeared.
Rehan. I don't know where he went.
Yes, sir.
[bell ringing]
What the hell, Avi?
What are you doing here in Budapest?
What do you mean, "What am I doing here?"
I came to meet you. Can't I come to meet you?
To meet me?
You haven't called in three years,
and now you're here just to meet me?
Why are you here?
Because of Baba.
What's happened to Baba?
[somber music playing]
[Avi] Baba got a donor for his charity hospital,
who donated a huge amount to the hospital.
Ten crores.
Uncle ji, the money has been deposited in your account.
Please check.
[phone dings]
- It's done, Baba. - Thanks.
[chuckling] Okay, that's good.
Now you don't need to take even ten rupees
from your patients for treatment.
Just continue to serve well.
I am just the medium in between.
You are the ones doing the real service.
[chuckling] Oh! Well, why are you embarrassing us, Uncle ji?
- Some tea or coffee? - Idiot! Why are you asking?
- Get it. - My bad. Sorry, sir.
- Avi. Come on. - Yes, I'll be right back.
Listen, the money that's been deposited
in your Baba's account…
Yes, sir?
…it's all black money.
The account it was transferred from
was also an unnamed account.
- I don't understand. What do you mean? - It's all ill-gotten gains from crime.
If we want to, we can tip off the Enforcement Directorate
and send your Baba to jail now.
But, sir…
No, sir.
- Jail? - Yes.
Think about how it will be
when the world finds out that the honest doctor…
who kicked his son out of the house
for theft is a thief himself.
Well?
[foreboding music playing]
Jail. Court.
- Media. Abuse on social media. - No. No, sir.
- Sir… - Then defamation.
He won't be able to handle or tolerate it.
I know, darling,
that he won't be able to handle all that. Well?
And while all this is going on, if something happens to him, by chance…
[stuttering] Sir, you–
…you won't find another doctor for him for ten rupees.
Am I right?
[foreboding music playing]
[whispering] If you want your Baba
to continue playing the role as a doctor all his life,
then you have to do something for me.
I want Rehan.
Tell him…
that Rajan Aulakh would like to meet him.
[grim music playing]
Rajan Aulakh?
Bhaiya, we really need your help.
I left everything behind
and have been living here for three years, Avi. Why?
Because they can't fucking arrest me here.
Bhaiya, there must be something you can do.
Please think about it. Maybe an associate can help.
I used to have a family.
[sighs]
- I've no relations with them anymore. - Bhaiya, you can't talk like this.
Baba used to sing your praises day and night.
"My Rehan is in America today.
"My Rehan is in Africa today.
My Rehan is dealing in big properties in Australia."
Sometimes, I used to think that maybe I was invisible to Baba.
[dramatic music playing]
- But you broke his heart, right? - So, what should I do now?
Should I surrender?
Go back home, Avi.
I cannot do anything.
[Baba] You cannot be my son.
My son cannot be a thief!
Get out of here!
Leave this place.
[Avi] Baba used to sing your praises day and night.
"My Rehan is in America today.
My Rehan is dealing in big properties in Australia."
But you broke his heart, right?
[phone ringing]
Rehan Roy.
You bastard!
Finally.
Haven't you crossed level-13 yet?
What's the plan?
[man 1] Vikram sir has kept us waiting here for such a long time.
[man 2] He doesn't have a family of his own,
and he has kept us away from ours.
Did you tell Vikram sir
that the chameleon has not got out of the house yet?
Yes.
He wanted to know where the chameleon disappeared yesterday.
A chameleon does not disappear.
It just cannot be seen.
Camouflage, you know?
Start eating some salad, sir.
Only burger is not good for your health.
[frantic music playing]
And you, sir, seem to finish ten packets of chips in a day.
I have seen it.
Bhabhi ji has told you to lose weight, but still, you…
- It is not good, sir. - Hey.
What?
Want to know why I just revealed myself?
My heart melted, sir. You've been chasing me for two years.
Bangkok to Muscat.
Muscat to Kenya.
Kenya to Budapest.
Even your passport must be saying, "Let me rest a bit, pal."
Now that you have finally reached me,
I thought I should present myself to serve you.
What are you trying to do?
I am surrendering. Just call your "Vikram sir"!
- [gun cocks] - [officer 1] Watch out!
[officer 2] STF! Catch them!
Stop!
[officer 3] Don't move! Catch him! Get these guys!
Catch them! Catch the buggers!
[intense music playing]
[officer 4] Sir, shoot him. Kill the bastard.
No. Don't do it.
[officer 4] People like him
go to jail and get bailed out.
- Don't do it! Please. - [officer 4] Shoot that bastard!
- Please don't. - Shoot him, sir.
[gun clicks]
Did he come and surrender himself?
[Chaddha] Yes, he asked me to call you personally.
You can believe in Santa Claus, but don't trust Rehan's words.
Yes, sir.
And Chaddha, remember, whatever comes by its own will
can also leave by its own will.
So don't fuck this up!
You two take Rehan to the airport.
I'm coming there.
Yes, sir.
Sir, Rehan has been arrested.
So, am I getting promoted this time sir?
[disconnect tone beeping]
Thank you, sir.
[Rehan] Happy!
Or should I say,
"You must be really happy today"?
Oh, come on, guys.
You won't win a bigger jackpot than this.
We should celebrate.
One drink at the very least.
Come on. It'll be my treat.
We shall drink. Once we feed you Yerawada's jail food.
After that, we plan to drink all day.
What are you looking for, paaji?
What's this now? An anklet for mujra, want me to dance?
Even I don't have such royal hobbies.
[sighing] Friends, you both keep an eye on me.
I will get some rest.
People should take care of both their needs and their sleep.
It keeps the glow on their face.
[Rehan giggling]
"Needs and sleep." Too good.
Why is he being so cooperative?
Sir said, "Believe in Santa Claus, but do not trust him."
Come on, keep an eye on him.
Chaddha sir…
tell me a story.
[electric guitar music playing]
Chaddha?
[snoring]
- Chaddha! - Who the hell is it?
[gasping]
Are you done sleeping?
Sir.
- Sorry, sir! - Sir.
- Where is Rehan? - Sir, right here…
Don't know…
Sir. We…
Where did he go? Just like that?
Triazolam patch.
A sedative.
[Rehan] Oh, come on, guys.
You won't win a bigger jackpot than this.
We should celebrate.
One drink at the very least.
Come on.
It'll be my treat.
Sir, we put a GPS tracker on him.
No matter where that fucker goes, we'll find him.
Which GPS tracker? That one?
Hello, Immigration?
Yes, this is Vikram Patel from the STF.
I need to know if an STF officer named Gaurav Chaddha
has entered India recently?
Sir, but I am Gaurav Chaddha.
You first check for your passport.
[suspenseful music playing]
My passport?
[dramatic music playing]
He used you guys.
He knew that people with diplomatic passports
get an easy passage.
But what is there in Mumbai
that would make him take such a big risk?
[tense music playing]
[foreboding music playing]
[dog barking]
Good evening, Mr. Aulakh.
Come on, Nero. Good boy. Good boy.
Nero and I've been waiting for you for a while now.
Blood is thicker than water.
Pardon my Hindi,
but I'm not an asshole.
Of all the fathers
all over the world, you picked mine,
and set a trap for him.
Rajan Aulakh, what do you want from me?
It will be fun to playing with you.
And what is the game?
Just a small heist.
What's this unique thing that you plan to rob,
and why do you especially need me for it?
Red Sun.
[tense music playing]
[man 5] Red Sun.
Africa's most valuable diamond.
Destiny will always be bright for the one who will own it.
318 carats with a market price of more than 500 crores.
This diamond has been the pride of royal families for centuries.
The King of that place, Gamunu, is taking it on a world tour.
He wants to display it in all major museums worldwide.
Next week, this diamond is coming to Mumbai
to our Fortcrest Art Centre.
We have to steal it from there.
[Rehan] Fortcrest Art Centre?
The security system there is top-of-the-line.
It's un-fucking-hackable!
For the rest of the world,
but not for a jewel thief like you.
As far as I remember,
the last time when Maharani Geeta Devi's necklace
was exhibited there,
you had a plan to breach the security.
If Vikram hadn't found out
at the last moment, you would've gotten inside.
Pardon my Hindi, but I'm not an asshole either.
Okay, let's assume
that I steal this "Red Sun" about which I'd to hear such a long story.
What next? Where will you sell it?
Batliwala?
[scoffs] Oh, come on.
Everyone knows that there's only one person in India
who can handle such a big deal.
Don't you check social media in the morning?
Look. Vikram raided his place.
Xerxes Batliwala has been arrested.
Then there's only one person.
Moosa.
[grim music playing]
[Rehan] Only he can get this diamond sold.
But after what you did to him last time,
will he agree to work with you?
You just do your job.
What I choose to do with it afterwards
is none of your concern.
Actually, it is my concern.
We are both sitting here.
So, if the cake is cut, it'll be divided between us.
And divided equally.
So, I should give you 250 crores out of the 500 crores?
If you want to give me more, you can.
250 crores.
And one more thing.
You need to maintain a little social distance from my Baba.
Starting now, from this very moment.
Come here, baby. Nero, come here.
[Rajan chuckling]
When he came to me, he so was small.
I raised him with my own hands.
I fed him with my own hands, made him sleep next to me…
Rottweilers.
Very dangerous.
Very loyal.
And today… on the first meeting,
he was eating biscuits from your hand.
[eerie music playing]
[gunshot echoing]
[foreboding music playing]
I don't trust anyone easily.
But once I begin to trust someone…
then the responsibility to protect it is theirs.
[Rajan] You'll stay here until the work is done.
Here is your room.
Your phone.
[Rehan sighs]
That was your phone.
[chuckles]
My bag is in the car. Have it sent to me.
[electric guitar music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
I don't know what's up with Rehan. He was so safe here.
Why would he go to India?
A person takes such a big risk for only two things.
Love and family.
[phone ringing]
- Why're you chasing me, pal? - [Vikram] What can I do?
My dad used to say that I was a pain too.
When I wanted something, I could never let it go.
I didn't know you were coming. I came down to Mumbai for you.
No worries.
The next party will be on me.
We'll sit comfortably and drink tea
in the jail canteen.
[hangs up]
- [glass shattering] - [slapping]
[woman grunting]
[guitar music playing]
I'm seeing such a beautiful thing for the first time.
A beautiful thing can also be dangerous.
It is called belladonna.
I know.
A small dose makes a person unconscious.
A large dose can kill them.
Do you plan to kill someone?
If I wanted to kill someone, I would've done it a long time ago.
You are her, right?
Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
That pickup line passed its expiry date a long time ago.
[chuckling] No, really.
Delhi, a few years ago.
I saw you at the Belvedere Art Gallery.
I don't know who you're talking about.
It was you.
You were insisting that the gallery owner
exhibit your painting.
Maybe I'm wrong.
- So, you're also like Rajan? - No.
I am also an artist.
You mean con artist?
English is a funny language.
It turns even a thief into an artist.
You should try stealing sometimes.
It is a work of art.
Piazza della Signoria.
Have you been to Florence?
I have been fond of travelling since childhood.
So, when I grew up,
I set out to fulfill all my desires.
There's hardly any place among these where I haven't been.
And you?
Where all have you been?
Nowhere.
Some people's desires always remain unfulfilled.
Not everyone is like you.
Lucky.
Relax, he's not here.
I am going to meet him.
Actually, you're right.
That girl was someone else.
[upbeat music playing]
There are guards all around.
Around 40-50 guards in the entire art centre.
You talk me?
But only during the day. Our work happens at night.
On the same night that the Red Sun is placed here.
"Red Sun"?
Nippon.
How many night guards will there be?
Four.
"Chai"? I love chai.
But why only four?
Because those are not the real guards.
These are. At night, it won't be 40 guards. Just these.
This is the Chakravyuh that needs to be broken.
[Rehan] The state-of-the-art security system here.
It's activated at night.
So beautiful.
If you accidentally touch these rays…
[alarms blaring]
-The alarm system will be activated– -[door thuds]
Forget about taking the Red Sun out of here,
it will be impossible to even get oneself out of here.
But the guards seem to be moving freely. Why are they not affected by these rays?
The guards' biometrics and DNA have both been scanned,
so, the system can identify them.
How'll you get out? What's the magic trick?
I know how to turn this system off.
How?
To begin with,
we have to reset the main frame of the museum.
Then?
When it is reset, it'll go back to its original setting.
Meaning?
This entire system was designed in Silicon Valley, California.
That's why its default clock also follows America's time zone.
When it's day there, it's night here.
This is the flow of this machine,
and this is our magic trick.
Meaning, if we reset the system,
the lasers will turn off?
Correct.
[Rehan] The reset time is six minutes,
and the lasers will be off for six minutes.
We've this six-minute window.
In that window,
we will only have to deal with the four guards.
Exactly.
And how'll you get the system password?
Only one person knows the password.
Jennifer Lobo.
[Rehan] We will have to steal the password
without her knowledge.
And how will that happen, Chacha Chaudhary?
If I've thought this far,
then I've obviously thought of next steps too.
Did you get it, Hakka Noodle?
I'm not Chinese. I'm Japanese.
I love sushi.
[in Japanese] Thanks.
Thank you, doctor sahib, for taking time out.
Please.
So, I'll get straight to the point.
Do you know where your son is?
Yes. Avi?
No, I'm talking about your elder son. Rehan.
[somber music playing]
I have only one son.
Look, doctor sahib,
three days ago, Rehan came to India
from Budapest on a fake diplomatic passport.
Three days?
For three years, I've neither spoken to him
nor seen his face.
[suspenseful music playing]
- And you? - Sir?
You're also not in touch with him?
You haven't met him?
Look, if you've come here for information about Rehan,
then we cannot help you.
We've kept no relations with him.
All right.
If you've any contact with him or if you find out anything about him,
please reach out to me.
Avi, see him to the door.
Activate all the informant networks.
Let's get this guy.
You cannot be my son.
My son cannot be a thief!
A father who never stole a single rupee from anyone.
And you…
Despite being a doctor, you could not save Maa's life.
She died…
only because of your rotten morality
and stubbornness.
Morality does not save lives, Baba.
Money saves lives.
Get out of here!
If anyone speaks the truth, you ask them to leave.
You treat patients for ten rupees each. You distribute medicines for free.
This is not going to bring Maa back.
[somber music playing]
Baba, when will you understand?
Not every pain can be cured by medicine.
[dramatic music playing]
You were right.
Sorry?
I'm the same girl
who you saw in Delhi.
When I came out of the gallery,
you had told me not to exhibit my paintings there
because that gallery was closing down.
Well,
I knew I wasn't so forgettable.
[chuckling] And that's what happened.
Two days later, a major heist took place there
and then it shut down.
Guilty as charged.
What do you think?
That if Rajan gets the Red Sun,
he will let you and your Baba go?
Your Rajan is very special.
He does partnerships as well as blackmail.
I think you are also playing a game.
I'm just a simple thief.
It's your husband who plays games.
Rajan does not play games.
He plays with people's lives.
[dramatic music playing]
Why did you marry him?
Why are you working with him?
Everyone has their reasons.
We can't see others' reasons, and we don't reveal our own.
[energetic music playing]
Take this.
These glasses have an inbuilt camera.
They let me see whatever you can see.
Now, tell me the plan.
What must be done and how. From the beginning.
After exactly two hours, Chunky and I will enter the museum.
[funky music playing]
[camera beeps softly]
What about those cameras?
There is a big fault in the cameras outside the room where the diamond is.
At a point in their movement,
both cameras miss a spot.
- For exactly four seconds. - What will happen in four seconds?
The day after tomorrow when the Red Sun arrives,
without coming into the view of the camera…
That's my entry.
[Rehan] Then, time for Chunky to get ready.
I will distract the guard and take his access card.
[tense music playing]
As soon as the guard moves away, I will enter the administrative block.
Ms. Jennifer Lobo will be on her routine rounds at the time.
And her room will be empty for me.
What's next after you enter the room?
[suspenseful music playing]
[Rehan] First, I will clean her keyboard properly.
And Chunky? Why do you need him?
It is now time for…
Chunky's grand entry.
["Jhoome Jo Pathaan" humming]
- How are you, bhai ji? - All good, bhai ji.
New rule.
Local staff have to make an entry twice a day.
Oh, that diamond. Our life is now a mess because of it–
[funky music playing]
Ready.
Chunky, start.
Copy.
Here we go.
[Rehan] Let's clean this up.
[alarms blaring]
Stay calm.
[Rehan] Step one. I'll hide in the room
and wait for Ms. Lobo to get back.
What the hell happened to the genset?
[Rehan] Ms. Lobo will then find out that the generator has tripped.
She'll need to enter the password to turn off the alarm.
[alarms ringing in distance]
[alarms stop blaring]
As soon as Ms. Lobo finishes and goes out of her room…
Step two.
I'll trace Ms. Lobo's fingerprints from the keyboard.
And that's it. We'll get the password.
Wait a minute. Hold it. What if something goes wrong?
Don't worry.
What can go wrong?
[suspenseful music playing]
[tense music playing]
[clicking tongue] Where did my charger go?
[tense music stops]
[creaking]
[tense music intensifies]
Is this how you'll ensure the security for my paintings?
[Jennifer] Mr. Aulakh?
I didn't know you'd be coming today.
Oh, trust me, even I didn't know.
Actually, I was thinking of organizing an exhibition
of my Hussain sahib's paintings here.
I feel like this art centre is all just big talk.
The power disruptions here
remind me of my village.
It was just a one-off thing, Mr. Aulakh.
Trust me, this has never happened here before.
We've the best security standard.
- Are you sure? - Of course.
Come, let me take you for a tour.
- Please. - Come.
[Rajan] Got it?
Good entry, Mr. Aulakh.
18ATPRRODE
I know.
These are just letters.
- What's the password? - We've to crack it.
There are ten letters.
- There must be lakhs of combinations? - 15,62,275 to be exact.
But you have only three days,
and only one life.
[eerie music playing]
[announcer] Mr. Moosa welcomes you to the Colosseum.
Each of you have been specially invited
by our host
to watch the game of death and feed your bloodlust.
Four revolvers with just one bullet each.
Gentlemen, place your bets now
on who will be the last man standing.
Quickly.
Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four, three, two, one.
[gun shot]
[grim music playing]
[phone ringing]
You had the guts to call back.
[Moosa] You're very fond of playing with fire.
The person you are talking to
is not the same Rajan ten years ago, Moosa Bhai.
I am impressed.
Think before you speak any further.
Last time,
the account remained unsettled,
and my heart remained unsatisfied.
Have you heard about the Red Sun?
It has a market value of 500 crores.
I'll bring the diamond.
You'll be the buyer.
[Rajan] The account will be settled,
and your heart satisfied.
Be careful.
Last time, I left scars
on your back.
This time, you know what will happen if you fail.
[cracking]
[tense music playing]
[chuckling]
I don't know when was the last time I got out of the house like this.
Thank you for bringing me here.
Shall we go back?
Rajan will be on his way back by now.
My Baba.
Your Baba?
[gloomy music playing]
Whatever happens…
every day he closes his clinic
and comes to this garden in the evening.
Sometimes, I come to observe him from a distance.
Why from a distance?
He does not want to have any relationship with me.
[somber music playing]
I lost my mother when I was a kid.
But, do you know?
If I could get a chance today…
to meet her even once,
I would do anything.
Don't stop yourself, Rehan.
Distance never reduces pain.
[romantic music playing]
I will steal…
both the Red Sun and you…
and Rajan won't be able to do anything.
[intimate music playing]
[upbeat music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
[intimate music stops playing]
Vijay Anand.
Is there a booking for "Vijay Anand"?
[suspenseful music playing]
It's 607.
Can I make a call?
Hello, sir.
[phone ringing]
Hello?
Where?
When was it? Rehan has been spotted. Regal Hotel.
Shekhar, Chaddha, Shinde. Come on, let's go.
[tense music playing]
[guns cocking]
Has the work begun?
Work in progress.
Got the password?
Work in progress.
[tense music intensifies]
[Rehan] Simon Jarvis, UK High Commission.
Are you sure you want to do this?
[man 6] You think that those who risk their life for you
can't even play with you a little?
Oh, shit!
[tense music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
"Teardrop 81."
"Predator 18."
"Drop 18."
What's this?
Rehan's handwriting.
It's a password.
But of what?
[suspenseful music playing]
- Newspaper. - Newspaper?
The Red Sun.
Yes, my password was "Teardrop 81."
Was?
I mean it still is.
But obviously, I'm going to change it.
Don't change it.
What?!
Look, Ms. Lobo, whoever has stolen your password,
their plan is obviously to steal the Red Sun.
Then we should change the password immediately.
- What are you talking about? - I want to trap him, Ms. Lobo.
And if you change the password,
he will realize that we got to know.
He has stolen from many museums like yours worldwide,
and he'll continue to do so.
That's why capturing him
benefits you just as much as it benefits us.
Mr. Jewel Thief.
[foreboding music playing]
This colour…
is not made from any chemical or dye.
When fresh human blood dries up
after 20-to-25 minutes…
this colour is formed.
[grim music playing]
Someone lost his life for this painting.
[bones cracking]
[ominous music playing]
Best of luck for tomorrow.
[foreboding music playing]
[Rehan] The Red Sun must have reached
the Fortcrest Art Centre by now.
Absolutely ready for tomorrow's exhibition.
This time, I'll go alone.
I will only need Salim.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Rehan] He'll drop me off outside the museum in his van.
Will you go through the main gate?
[Rehan] Under the place where Fortcrest is built,
there's a secret tunnel from the British era, before independence.
Under this place is not Mumbai's gutter…
but a gift from the British for us.
Direct entry into Fortcrest.
[upbeat music playing]
[upbeat music intensifies]
Hacking into Jennifer Lobo's system.
[beeping]
All right.
We have six minutes.
Timer starts now.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[device whirring]
[Vikram] Got you, Rehan.
He has reached the main stairs.
Let him leave quietly.
Copy, sir.
[suspenseful music playing]
What are you waiting for?
Shut the system down.
Ten seconds more.
I want to catch him red-handed.
Let the mouse enter the hole.
Copy.
Okay, the diamond is on the other side of the door.
[Rehan] We are very close.
Here we go.
[camera whirring]
Those cameras.
- What's happened? - They're moving faster than before.
And the four-second blind spot?
[beeping]
Why did he stop?
What the hell is he doing?
What, Ms. Lobo?
Did you do anything?
There was a blind spot in the surveillance system.
I just fixed it this morning.
Not today.
They know I'm here.
- Fuck! - What?
He has found out we're here.
Lock down the entire place right now!
[alarms blaring]
[tense music playing]
Hall number 5-B! I repeat, 5-B.
Today, Rehan shouldn't escape. Go!
Go, go, go!
[tense music playing]
Yeah, he is on the lower level. Exit C, go! Go!
Exit– Exit G! Go, go!
[intense music playing]
He has hacked all the CCTV cameras.
[alarms blaring]
The museum system is compromised.
It's compromised!
[rapid beeping]
[suspenseful music playing]
Now prepare for some tea in jail.
Let's move.
[tense music playing]
[gasping]
[intense music stops]
[sighs]
How'd it go?
Just like how I thought.
[suspenseful music playing]
[suspenseful music intensifies]
You used the Red Sun and my museum as bait.
And I allowed it like an idiot.
Biggest mistake of my life!
-Listen to me– -No, no, no!
This is my art centre here, Mr. Vikram Patel,
and now I'll make every decision that concerns it.
[Gamunu] I want my Red Sun back now!
- [whacking] - [grunting]
What I am saying–
Just listen to me–
Fuck it, beat me.
[phone ringing]
[whacking]
[coughing]
[gasping]
[phone ringing]
[Rehan sighs]
This guy is fooling you, and on top of that, Moosa is up your ass.
[Rehan grunting]
[Rehan] Are you done?
Shall we take a break? Can I get a cigarette?
Consider it a loan, Mr. Aulakh.
I will pay you back.
Now shall I speak?
I admit I failed.
- But I've thought of something else. - Are you trying to fool bhai again?
[Chunky] Huh?!
We are both in the same boat.
Firstly, I got entangled with you
because of my Baba.
Now, you are stuck with Moosa because of me.
He might have already talked to some buyer.
If he doesn't get that diamond now,
I also know what he might do.
Now, only one thing can save our boat from sinking.
The Red Sun.
And even now, I'm the only one
who can get it for you.
[Rehan grunting]
Gamunu is nervous.
He has canceled the rest of the tour
and is taking the Red Sun back to London.
From the art centre directly to the airport,
from there to Heathrow Airport,
and from there, to the British Museum under the security of MI5.
Will you steal it from the British Museum?
There is a place…
where there will be no MI5,
or any Indian security agency,
no borders, and no border restrictions.
We will steal the Red Sun
from 30,000 feet.
In the sky.
How will you do it?
[Rajan] He's a king.
He'd have a private jet, right?
He definitely does.
But this time, the king will travel with his subjects.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Rehan] The landing gear on Gamunu's private jet is jammed…
[device beeping]
…and he must have got this bad news by now.
It'll take at least a week to repair that jet.
Gamunu is now flying via a regular commercial flight.
Skyfly Airlines, flight number SF311.
Bhaisahab, he is an expert at fooling people.
He is planning to fool you again.
[grim music playing]
[Rajan] Your Baba.
Evening walk, 7:15 p.m. sharp every day.
[muffled gun shot]
He got lucky this time. But not again.
So don't make a mistake even by accident.
[foreboding music playing]
- [Rehan] I will be needing a new passport. - [Rajan] It will be done.
Clean aliases. No marked history.
Another person is needed on the plane.
Actually, a girl.
Farrah.
Family matters will stay in the family.
This is my opinion. The rest is up to you.
You trust Farrah, right?
More than you.
[dramatic music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
- [Rehan] There's our man. Manish Ashar. - [car lock beeping]
Even if the world turned upside down, he would never miss his weekend golf.
Salim, understood?
Only you can handle the next task.
Talk to him.
Time to phone a friend.
[phone ringing]
Where is the diamond, Rajan?
There is a small problem, bhai.
Did you get the diamond, yes or no?
You will get the diamond.
I just need some help.
Do one thing.
Take a flight to Istanbul.
We will sit and I will talk to you affectionately.
[Moosa] And then I will decide
what to do with you.
See you on the other side.
[intense music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[ominous music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[car honking]
[foreboding music playing]
I am not able to decide.
Should I trust you or not?
Try trusting me one last time.
This time, we will be partners.
What about your other partner?
Work is done, so is the partner.
I'll bury him here.
Fifty-fifty.
[somber music playing]
I also have the same picture.
Do you remember, Baba,
how we used to go to the park to eat ice cream when I was a kid?
You never ate. You used to say, "I don't feel like it."
We never realized
how much those minutes of happiness…
used to take a toll on your pocket.
So after growing up…
and lightening the burden of the mind,
you set out to make your pockets heavier, huh?
You've not understood me even now, Baba.
I have become old now.
But…
good people can be seen even from a distance.
But, cunning people, even if they are standing very close,
they cannot be identified.
I cannot change what you think about me.
But I'll surely say
that as long as this son of yours is alive…
he'll not let anything bad happen to you.
You are my son.
Can it get any worse than this?
You're right, Baba.
Can it get worse than this, even for your enemies?
The fact that I am your son.
[dramatic music playing]
[Chaddha] Hey, the ruckus is over!
The Red Sun is going back
to London with Gamunu today.
That's good. We'll get a break too.
Sir!
- What did you say, Chaddha? - What did I say?!
What did you say to him just now?
Oh, that…
Sir, our tension is over.
Gamunu is taking the Red Sun back to London today.
Gamunu panicked after the news of the theft.
He is going today by Skyfly 311.
What, he's flying commercial?
Yes, sir.
There was some problem with his private plane, so yeah.
[murmuring] Fuck!
Fuck!
We have to leave for the airport now!
- Right now! - Okay. Why, sir?
Rehan got us.
- What?! - He got to make an ass out of us.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
His plan was to fail to rob the art centre.
Meaning he purposely failed his plan? Why would he do that?
Because he knew
that he couldn't touch the Red Sun at the art centre.
Hence, he plans to steal it in the sky, not on the ground.
Scaring Gamunu.
The failed robbery attempt, Gamunu's plane malfunctioning,
making Gamunu take a commercial flight.
All of this was part of his plan.
Can I make a call?
Rehan Roy has been spotted.
- Regal Hotel. Room 607. - Rehan has been spotted. Regal Hotel.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Vikram] Rehan's handwriting.
It's a password.
[Vikram] He's been playing us all along.
The prince's private jet was Rehan's final obstacle to the Red Sun.
But he has found a solution for this problem too.
Making the prince's jet malfunction.
That's why the prince is flying commercial
where all security will be missing.
It was all a part of his plan.
[suspenseful music playing]
[woman 2] Thank you. This way.
Have a safe flight, sir.
Thank you.
[tense music playing]
Special security arrangements
have been made for the Red Sun on this flight.
The Red Sun has been placed in a secured vault of the plane,
and will be picked up by MI5 in London.
[dings]
Please fasten your seatbelts.
[indistinct chatter]
[intense music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
[jet engines swooshing]
[thudding]
[dings]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is your co-pilot Aparna Chhetri
welcoming you onboard flight SF311
to Heathrow Airport, London.
Send Rehan's photo to the cabin crew through the plane's secure network.
See if they recognize him.
There is only one option now.
I'll have to reach London before that.
- I'll get the tickets booked. - It'll be too late.
- Then? - There's a rich man who owes me now.
Yes, Mota Bhai.
- For you, sir. - Thank you.
[woman 2] Neha.
We have got information to look for this person on the flight.
- Check and let me know, okay? - All right.
[grim music playing]
[inaudible chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
They found out, they are looking for you.
That Vikram!
I'll have to disappear.
You're on a plane, and it's in the sky.
Mr. Aulakh, objects do fade into thin air.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[airplane bell dings]
[beeping]
[inaudible chatter]
[suspenseful music playing]
Not possible, Shekhar.
He is on the same plane.
Sir, they have checked the whole plane thoroughly.
- Rehan is not on that plane. - Call London immediately.
I need Scotland Yard as soon as I land there.
On it, sir.
[funky music playing]
Sir!
Long flight.
Just stretching.
Okay.
[suspenseful music playing]
Sir?
Cold towel?
It is called belladonna.
A small dose makes a person unconscious. A large dose can kill them.
[inaudible chatter]
[inaudible] Thank you.
[tense music playing]
One cola, please.
- Yes sir. - Thank you.
[eerie music playing]
[grunting]
Sandra.
[Gamunu gasping]
Sandra!
[Gamunu] Victor! Victor!
Somebody!
Somebody! Anthony!
Help.
[dings]
Sandra!
Sir? Are you okay?
- Doctor. - Hold on, I will be back.
Doctor.
Uh, Dr. Rustam Poonawala?
Yes?
Sir, a passenger's health has become very bad in first class.
Could you come up with me, please?
Of course.
Good evening, Prince Gamunu. I am Dr. Poonawala.
Help me.
Is the pain here? Here?
No.
Don't worry, young man.
How much time until we land?
Approximately 3 hours and 30 minutes.
I need to speak to the captain.
Okay, let's go.
[clock dial ticking]
Salim.
- I'm Captain Manish Ashar. - Hi, captain.
What's the emergency?
Prince Gamunu has developed acute appendicitis.
If not operated in time, it may rupture inside
which may even take his life.
What?
We've to land now. Which is the nearest airport from here?
Uh, Istanbul. We passed it twenty minutes back.
Well, take us back.
There's a very famous surgeon
at St. Thomas Hospital, Dr. Ibrahim Ramsey.
I know him personally.
Please, captain.
This is the only chance to save the prince.
[jet engines whirring]
The plane is being diverted towards Istanbul.
What?
Sir, a passenger has got appendicitis.
Bullshit.
Shekhar, call the Turkish police immediately.
Not a single person should leave that plane,
and I want an armed response unit surrounding that plane.
About that passenger? We will still send an ambulance, right?
That is what Rehan wants.
He will use that chance to steal the Red Sun and escape.
Shekhar, I repeat,
no one is to get off of that plane.
Not a single person.
[Vikram] I'm nearby. I will divert there.
All right, sir.
[engines swooshing]
[dings]
Good evening, everyone. This's your captain speaking.
We've a medical emergency
due to which we've diverted the plane to Istanbul.
We've already started our descent into Atatürk Airport
and should be touching down in approximately ten minutes.
[passengers clamoring]
[Rehan] This is not looking good.
I need to speak to the captain again.
[gasping]
Okay.
Now what?
Ms. Vicky, please go and monitor the patient.
If you see any change, inform me immediately.
Okay.
[grim music playing]
Play.
- Please save us. - [Manish] My family?
What the fuck?!
Everyone is safe for now.
If you want everyone to stay safe,
then don't land the plane at the airport.
[Salim] Land it here.
[stuttering] This–
This is a location in the middle of Istanbul.
You're absolutely right.
Are you crazy?!
Landing the plane inside the city without a runway?
Do you want everyone killed?!
Are you telling–
[stuttering] Is this a hijack?
[stuttering] Please–
Please don't do this. Please, please.
We are not terrorists, but sometimes, for the sake of family…
even good people have to do bad things.
Do as I say, and nothing will happen to anyone.
Land the plane, captain.
What the hell?
There's been a slight change in the landing address.
We've to land here.
But– But, sir…
There are no options. They took my family hostage.
Just do what I'm saying.
Now!
Ali Karabulut.
- Vikram. - Pleased to meet you.
The plane is on final approach now.
I have got an armed response unit standing by.
How many do you think?
- [phone rings] - I think…
Hello.
What?
Are you sure?
Okay.
It has changed direction.
What?
The plane. It's coming down in the middle of Istanbul.
Where the hell would you land a plane
in the middle of the city?
Fast, guys. We don't have so much time left.
Come on, let's go.
[Moosa's associate] Hurry up. Put that there.
Come on, come on. Let's go!
[eerie music playing]
Hello?
[grunting]
[grim music playing]
- What's that? - That's the Central Park.
[jet engines swooshing]
What the fuck?!
[captain] This is a big mistake.
Everyone will be killed.
I see nothing. It's completely dark.
Light comes to end the darkness.
There you go.
A landing strip in the middle of Istanbul's Central Park.
800 m long, 40 m wide.
Not as good as London,
but I'm sure you'll manage.
How much longer?
Ten minutes more.
[jet engines swooshing]
We have five minutes.
[upbeat music playing]
[captain] Please fasten your seatbelts. We're expecting some turbulence.
- Please, sir. - [captain] Thank you.
[tense music playing]
Hurry. We're nearly out of time.
Let me focus.
[Rehan] This is the first lock.
There are four more.
[tense music playing]
Two down,
two to go.
[passengers clamoring]
[cockpit alarms beeping]
Only two and a half minutes left.
The Red Sun is going nowhere, my friend.
[alarms beeping]
[tense music playing]
[cockpit alarms beeping]
[alarms blaring]
- [alarms beeping] - Flap up!
[cockpit alarms beeping]
[captain grunting]
[tense music playing]
Ready?
Slow down, use the brake.
[cockpit alarms beeping]
[tyres screeching]
Brake, brake, brake!
[intense music playing]
[beeping continues]
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone ringing]
I got the Red Sun, but I thought
you would fail again.
But well played.
I'm taking the Red Sun to the buyer,
so don't sit there and relax.
Remember?
Work is done,
so is the partner.
See you on the other side.
[sirens wailing in distance]
Rajan was right.
Only you could have stolen the Red Sun.
But this time, I didn't do it alone.
Someone else was with me.
I am not a thief.
You are.
The only difference is that…
what you steal is not visible.
So now?
Time to say goodbye.
Bye, Rehan.
Not to me.
To Rajan.
What did you do?
I told you
that I would steal
both you and the diamond.
Rehan, please don't.
He will kill both of us.
The question
is whether you fear Rajan…
more than you trust me.
These are Baba's charity papers.
Oh!
I've done my job.
Now it's your turn.
Autograph, please.
Of course.
[eerie music playing]
Drink?
Come on, a drink is a must.
For our victory.
[grim music playing]
Please.
Actually…
for your last victory.
[Rajan] Cheers!
Can I tell you a story?
There was a lion
and his loyal wolf.
One day the lion came to know
that a treasure pit lay somewhere in the jungle.
In the story, there was a rabbit
who was an expert at digging.
The lion called him and said,
"Dig up the treasure and give it to me, or else I'll eat you and your family."
The rabbit said, "Okay, sir, sure."
Now, all three reached that place.
And the rabbit started digging the pit in search of the treasure.
It was very late and there was no sound from the rabbit.
The tired wolf started drinking water from the nearby lake.
Time passed,
the lion got worried,
and…
he jumped into the pit.
There was no gold in the pit. Nor was the rabbit there.
Then the lion heard a whistle.
He looked up and saw the rabbit standing at the top.
The lion growled, "How did you get out on top?
Where is my gold?"
The rabbit said, "The gold is here." And the lion got angry.
He said, "I'm the king of the jungle, and the most powerful. I'll eat you."
The rabbit laughed.
"You are powerful, but you cannot open a pit like me.
"Otherwise, you would come up.
"And secondly,
"you are not the king.
You were the king."
And what happened to that wolf?
Tragedy.
The lake from which he drank water
was poisoned.
The wolf is gone. Now it is the king's turn.
I know what you are, Rajan.
I knew that as soon as I gave you the Red Sun,
you would get rid of my family, and I was never going to let that happen.
I did not fail at the art institute.
I wanted nothing to happen at the art institute.
I wanted this entire job to be done outside India,
with the last step in Istanbul.
The city of your partner Moosa.
I knew the history between you and your partner Moosa very well.
[suspenseful music playing]
So first, I got Batliwala out of the way.
What is the plan?
Xerxes Batliwala is making fentanyl in his office.
Everyone knows that.
Except the Mumbai police.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[guns cocking]
Where will you sell it? Batliwala?
Don't you check social media?
Look. Vikram raided him.
Xerxes Batliwala has been arrested.
Then there is only one person.
Moosa.
The diamond that Moosa has is not the Red Sun.
It's a fake.
[Rehan] There was someone else on the flight that day.
Our silent partner, Simon Jarvis.
Amazing.
UK High Commission.
Mr. Simon Jarvis's brand-new suitcase.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
[Rehan] The suitcase he took on the flight
was not his, it was mine
with the fake Red Sun.
- You also helped me… - [Rajan] They found out.
- They are looking for you. - I'll have to disappear.
[Rehan] …by sending me down.
And after that, Mr. Aulakh…
the real heist began.
The real Red Sun went in Simon's bag.
The fake one was in the vault
which is now with Moosa.
[suspenseful music playing]
[tense music playing]
[Rajan grunting]
[man coughing]
[panting]
It was a loan.
I am paying it back.
Adios, Mr. Aulakh.
[grim music playing]
[tense music playing]
He fooled you again and got away.
Not just me, but both of us.
[grim music playing]
[hissing]
Yes, but today,
only you will die.
I know that no matter what I say,
you will not leave me alive.
So, it is important to fulfill…
the last wish of the dying person.
[Moosa] Ours is an old relationship.
You could have asked for something else.
I know.
But this is enough, for this lifetime.
Thank you.
[foreboding music playing]
See you
on the other side.
[funky music playing]
[key card device beeping]
[upbeat music playing]
Breaking news! Recently, it has been reported
that in the blasts in Istanbul,
famous Indian art collector
Mr. Rajan Aulakh has died.
It has been learned that Mr. Rajan
had very deep connections with the underworld.
Along with this, he was also a big shareholder
in a crime ring.
He made many investments with his black money,
which officers are now investigating.
Take a look.
There is no official statement from the Indian embassy in Istanbul yet.
Bhaiya took care of everything even before anything happened.
He didn't say…
anything to me that day.
[dramatic music playing]
This is perfect.
Yeah.
I suggest we leave everything behind and settle down here.
Let's buy a small house
by the river.
You, me, our two kids…
We'll go fishing during the day,
and sit in front of a bonfire at night…
What?
Your phone.
Your next target.
You think you can con the whole world.
You can't con me, Mr. Rehan Roy.
You figured me out quickly.
It was not that difficult.
"Jewel thief" is your phone's password.
Really?
[upbeat music playing]
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