Where did you go?
Answer me!
When are you coming back home?
He cannot take a leave.
- Boss issues. - Forget about him.
You and Adi come over.
We'll see how long he can live alone.
Let's go visit Grandpa.
Hello! I can make lentils and boiled eggs.
And the streets of Liverpool are full of Sardarjis selling chicken soup.
Let it be.
You may meet several guys.
But where will you get the love?
You don't have to worry.
I have the best wife and child in the world.
What's that you always say?
If there's heaven on earth,
then it's right here.
Bravo.
Papa, if you need something, we can send it over.
I just need you three to come over.
I don't need anything else.
I want to bless you three.
I want to kiss Adi's forehead.
Come over, children.
I really miss you.
Papa, we'll try.
During his vacations.
- Yes... - Yeah. That's more like it.
Listen, Nakul...
Will you talk to Stefani today?
Yes, the first chance I get.
And if she doesn't listen,
just in case...
then I will resign.
- Wow. - I will become a house-husband.
- Right? - Fantastic idea.
Let me go check whether
there are pounds growing on the money plant outside.
Adi!
- Come on! What are you doing? - Then, why don't you get a job?
But I always wanted to be a housewife.
You crushed all my dreams.
Adi!
I am coming upstairs, okay?
And then...
Adi, please come down.
If you don't come down in a minute,
I'll be furious.
Okay, good boy. Come down quickly.
- DI Ayesha Hassan. Liverpool Police. - Yes, ma'am?
We have an arrest warrant for Nakul Sachdev.
Ma'am, arrest for what?
- Nakul! - We also have a search warrant,
under the Criminal and Police Act
- 1984, section eight. - Ma'am, just listen to me.
-If you don't allow us, -There must be something...
- we have permission for forceful entry. - Nakul, come quickly, the police are here.
Search the house!
- Nakul Sachdev. - What do you guys want?
- No further. - You're under arrest for the murder
- of Stefani Fowler. Arrest him. - Nakul, what's happening?
- What? - Hands behind your back.
- You do not have to say anything. - What are you talking about?!
- No! - You may harm your defense...
if you do not mention...
- No! - It'll be fine, please.
- Adi! - Anything you do or say...
- Papa! Papa! - Go to your room.
- Everything's okay. - Papa!
- Sir, let's go. - Savi. Savi, I haven't done anything.
Let me talk to my wife.
- Ma'am, please. - Please hold her back.
Savi, stay with Adi.
- Where are they taking him? - Savi, listen, talk to Anu.
- Nakul! - Savi, call Anu.
- Let's go. - Savi.
Mom!
Mom.
S C A R E D.
Me too.
Alright, make your way in.
Let's go, kiddo.
Come.
Name?
ID, please.
Alright.
Move in a line.
I am sorry. You can't take that here.
Ma'am, it's just a toy.
It's not allowed.
Give it to her, kiddo.
You will get it back.
Give it, please.
Stone, paper, scissors.
Stone, paper, scissor.
- Stone... - Mom,
I don't want to go to school tomorrow.
- What is tomorrow? - Tomorrow is Fish and Chips Day,
and I hate fish and chips.
Adi, if you want to live here,
you should start liking fish and chips, okay?
You all have ten minutes.
Make it quick.
Papa!
My tiger.
How are you?
Spell Bee prep is on?
Full on?
- Not bad. - Papa, are you coming home today?
Son, just a little longer.
But I promise you, very soon.
- No, Papa. Come with us today, please. - Not today.
Okay?
But look what I made for you.
- There you go. - Hold on.
Okay.
You want to know how it works?
Keep it like this.
Press its bum.
Boom!
You like it?
How is Adi?
Comes up with a new excuse to miss school every day.
Like Fish and Chips Day or desk issues.
He's like his father, after all.
Appeal?
I meet up with Anu every day.
In fact, she is trying.
She is putting in her best.
I wasn't alone, Savi.
I clearly remember.
It was raining, I was late for dinner and in a hurry.
Someone bumped into me.
I saw him. He was right there.
I couldn't see his face.
And maybe that's when I got the blood stains on my coat.
Anu is trying her best to find out.
In fact, she is contacting
the local informants and drug dealers as well.
His overcoat button got stuck to my laptop bag.
I... I saw that much...
I clearly remember.
I saw the button breaking, Savi.
If they try to look for the button in the parking lot,
then I am sure we can join the dots.
We can maybe prove that
- I wasn't alone. - We are trying.
Okay, listen. Is the medical team tapping your sugar?
Yes, they visit every day to collect a few samples.
How are you managing the finances?
Because you must have run out of all savings.
Knowing you,
you won't borrow from Papa.
Yes, I am trying to get a job. However, due to the recession,
there are very few openings...
Recession?
Or a convict husband?
All of you, make it quick.
I'm really sorry, Savi.
Nakul, Papa always says,
"Time never remains stagnant."
This phase will also pass.
When?
Ma'am, we've got to finish that case 453.
It's still pending.
- I'll talk to you guys later. - Okay.
We checked the CCTV recordings in the area.
Even checked with the drug dealers.
There was nobody else there that night.
What about the button?
Forensics has collected every minute object
present at the crime scene.
I personally cross-checked every exhibit.
I've used sniffer dogs.
But there is no button.
Anu, this was a robbery.
Stefani's handbag was missing.
If anyone had swiped her credit card after the robbery,
- we could've made that argument. - What about cash?
How do you prove cash?
Anyway, the prosecution believes
that the handbag and phone were disposed of by Nakul.
Anu, you've known Nakul for five years.
You very well know he is not capable of that.
I know.
But I can't prove it.
He's innocent, for God's sake.
I get you, Savi.
But please try and understand,
that the parking lot was of an under-construction building.
And the CCTV cameras were not working.
Just for a moment, forget that you are Nakul's wife.
And look at this mountain of evidence that's staring at us.
Nakul's colleague saw him leave the crime scene.
His car was spotted in the surrounding CCTV cameras.
The blood stains on his clothes match that of the victim.
Fingerprints on the murder weapon.
DNA around the body.
And to top it all,
motive!
Personal enmity.
Not for you and your company!
This is substandard work...
Stefani used to humiliate him at work.
That's public knowledge.
Find another mug to sort out your
substandard buildings, and take him with you.
- Get out. - So you mean to say,
Nakul murdered Stefani, and then we went out for dinner?
Is he a psychopath?
Whose side are you on, Anu?
The losing side.
Nakul's colleague saw him leave the crime scene.
His car was spotted in the surrounding CCTV cameras.
Fingerprints on the murder weapon.
I wasn't alone, Savi.
I saw him. He was right there.
Stefani used to humiliate him at work.
She crossed all limits today.
She said, "What did you learn after spending ten years
in the construction business? And if you can't do your job, then go back to India."
That's borderline racist, you know?
If she had met me ten years ago,
I would have shown her.
Just for a moment, forget that you are Nakul's wife.
And look at this mountain of evidence that's staring at us.
If they try to look for the button in the parking lot,
then I am sure we can join the dots.
But there is no button.
If she had met me ten years ago...
The Nakul you used to be ten years ago,
the angry young man that I had a crush on.
Where is he?
Namaste, Papa.
What happened, Papa?
I am switching to a video call.
Please answer it.
What's wrong, Papa?
My visa got rejected, dear.
I can't come over to see my children.
What do I do now?
Can't sleep?
Do you want to hear a story?
Papa...
The court rejects the appeal.
Finds Nakul Sachdev guilty
for the murder of Stefani Fowler.
I am required to order that you, Nakul Sachdev,
are sentenced to life.
How are you doing, bro?
Someone...
tipped off the guards.
The cells could be raided.
You have a clean record.
Hold on to this for two days.
What is this?
Powder, you idiot.
Want to taste some?
You'll get your chance.
Hold on to this for two days.
My family is trying their best to get me out of here. I...
cannot get caught.
Even I cannot get caught.
Keep it.
Yes, Anu.
Ma'am. Nakul Sachdev.
Nakul Sachdev. He's been brought here.
Eleventh floor, new wing.
No, ma'am. You can't go up there.
My husband Nakul Sachdev.
- Can you tell me which room he's in? - Calm down, madam.
He's in that room.
- This room? - Calm down.
But you cannot go in.
- You cannot go in. - Stop.
Sir, please. My husband Nakul Sachdev is there.
- Sorry, I cannot let you in. - Sir, please.
- What's going on? - My husband is there.
He's badly injured.
I need two minutes with him.
- Please, sir. - Alright. Alright.
Calm down.
Officer, just give her a couple of minutes.
Okay, it's fine.
Thank you, sir.
Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!
Kill him!
Are you getting entertained?
I own this place.
Everything that happens here, I own.
Now, watch me.
Nakul's attackers have been identified.
They run a drug ring in prison.
And Nakul refused to park their drugs, so...
Anyway, based on his complaint,
they will be kept in solitary confinement for a month.
But after a month, they will be back.
There is a threat on Nakul, Savi.
I know all of this is hard for you.
Are you even listening to me?
Are you okay?
Savi?
Adi...
I'll be unable to visit you for some time.
But you must promise me one thing.
Look after yourself
and Mom until I am back.
Another thing,
don't grow up too soon.
I want to see you grow.
Don't forget me, please.
Love, Papa.
Nakul.
You know, Savi...
I am from Atari.
It's a small village situated on the border of Amritsar.
Since childhood,
I've seen flags of the UK and Canada fluttering on rooftops.
Water tanks in the shape of airplanes.
I had an average thinking.
I thought I'd move abroad and my life would be set.
I got married...
and came to Liverpool.
I got a reality check the very next day.
I found out my husband is already married...
and has kids as well.
I was in an unknown country...
all by myself.
I kept quiet.
In the beginning,
he would coax me...
to be his maid.
Later when I began asking questions...
he started to hit me.
He would sit in a corner, and sip on his drink.
And I would try to guess...
would he beat me after the fifth
or the sixth drink?
I lived with that fear every day.
But, Savi, there is a limit to everything.
I had reached my limit.
I was done crying.
And then...
Then?
The next day when he hit me...
I grabbed the biggest knife from the kitchen...
and finished it.
All the torture was over.
But that day I realized,
I may be a girl, but I am just as capable as any man.
I spent ten years in jail.
Once I was out, I changed my surname.
I got a job, earned money, and bought a home.
I called my mom here as well.
And...
here I am now.
Independent.
Free.
Savi...
helplessness is like quicksand.
Once you're in, there's no way out.
Don't be helpless.
It's an embarrassment.
Don't be helpless.
It's an embarrassment.
Come in.
Okay, here's your pass.
Name?
- Sachdev. - ID.
Open.
Move on.
Gentlemen to the left and ladies to the right.
Go.
Raise your arms.
All clear. Go.
Everyone, this way, please.
Okay.
Wait.
Ma'am, are you okay?
Yeah... I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
I'll help you.
Get back in line, please.
Yeah.
Oh, shit!
Up against the wall now.
Ma'am.
It was you, ma'am.
What's in your hands?!
Show me now.
Now!
Ma'am, are you alright?
- Ma'am, let's go. - I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Ma'am!
Mrs. Sachdev.
Do you need any help?
Hey, lady.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm okay.
Nakul is also okay.
Adi is also okay.
Papa is also okay.
We're all okay. See.
Nakul is innocent.
They're portraying a good person as a criminal.
In fact not just one,
but maybe two.
I won't give up... I am firm
I will find a way... I am firm
I will not be at peace till I win
The heart is battling with itself What can I do now?
Unlock the cage for God's sake
Unlock the cage For the sky waiting for you
I am firm
Unlock the cage for God's sake
Unlock the cage For the sky waiting for you
I am firm
A tiger is always a tiger.
Whether in a circus or a cage.
He's meant to be free.
This is a story of freedom.
It's a story of freedom.
My freedom.
February 1999.
I got arrested for the first time.
I used to sell counterfeit paintings and antiques in London.
I was sentenced to three years in Moorland Prison.
In the beginning, I thought this was my life now.
But a voice inside my heart would say,
"Get up, think, look around.
You are not meant to be caged."
This restlessness would push my wicked mind in a direction...
where no one dared to go.
I don't know whether I deserved to be punished or not.
But I was certainly not built for a boring routine.
And just like an artist
portrays his imagination in a painting,
similarly, I created my first plan.
Take it away.
For those who wish to keep you caged, a lock is essential.
And for those who want to break free, the key is essential.
One who is free at heart,
cannot be caged.
A tiger always finds his way.
Good morning.
Did you make this for Papa?
Yes.
But how will Papa see it?
That lady in jail won't allow it.
Why jail? We'll show it to him at home.
Meaning?
Meaning, Papa is coming back home.
What?
When?
Soon.
Hello, Authors and Co. How may I help you?
Hello.
Yeah, hi. This is Tina Sharma.
I am actually calling from the Guardian Newspaper.
I wanted the details of Mr. J Paul, please.
This is regarding what?
I wanted to talk to him regarding an article I am doing.
- Okay, you can take it down then. - I am firm
Thank you so much.
I am firm
Hello.
Anyone there?
Hello.
Mr. Paul?
This is Tina Sharma from The Guardian.
I wanted to...
Hello, Mr. Paul?
Mr. Paul?
Mr. Paul!
I know you're in there.
You should know that I read your book,
and it's a fascinating journey...
LIABILITY WAIVER
I need just five minutes, Mr. Paul.
SIGNATURE
Hello, Simrit.
I'll be returning late.
Can you stay with Adi tonight, please?
Thank you.
Hello.
Mr. Paul?
Indian?
Yes.
I am not King Charles.
Neither David Beckham nor Rishi Sunak.
I am just an ex-convict.
That's what I want.
Follow me.
Come.
Writer's block?
Something like that.
Sit.
I have only five minutes.
Yes.
I got arrested in 1999 for the first time.
I used to sell fake art and antiques.
I was sentenced to three years in Moorland Prison.
I escaped within six months.
- On 27th November 2002... - I read all that.
It's written in your book.
I came to find out what's not written in your book, Mr. Joydeep.
Are you okay, Mr. Paul?
It's fine. It's...
Okay, there's no problem if you don't want to tell me.
I wasted your time for no reason.
There is no jail in this world you can't break out of.
Every lock has a key.
You just need someone to create it.
You mean... picking the lock?
It was a metaphor.
Aren't you a writer?
- Yes. - You need to pay attention.
Every minor movement. Every minute detail.
Guard's routine, uniform.
Their reactions to the seasons changing.
The escape plan is hidden in these gaps.
And any basic requirement?
Balls... and a little luck.
Metaphor again.
What is the most difficult part?
To stay free.
Escaping is easy,
but staying on the run is difficult.
Most people get caught in three days.
- Why? - Emotions.
After running away from jail,
they either go back to their family, friends, wife or girlfriend...
or they contact them.
And game up.
They make their own plans to get out of jail,
and once they're out, they start acting according to the police's plan.
If you want to stay free,
you must stay two steps ahead of the police.
Whatever they expect...
Do anything but that.
Like a chess player,
you must have all your moves thought out.
Yours and your opponent's as well.
As soon as you get out of jail, leave the country.
Technology works at sonic speed.
The police can seal the entire country in one hour.
Photos are flashed at every station and airport.
Red Corner notices are issued on passports.
So never go to the bus and train station.
If you want to catch a flight, then choose an airport
that the police will never think of.
To catch a flight, fake documents are necessary.
Fake but original.
Driver's license, passport, national insurance number.
Stand straight, kiddo.
Most important...
Destination.
A place that has no extradition treaty with Britain.
A place less visited by British tourists.
And most importantly... money.
An escapee can never bargain.
Hotel, travel, phone.
He's got to buy whatever he gets.
- And hard cash only. - How much money?
Enough to last at least a couple of years.
Money over. Good luck over.
How did you get caught last time?
I mean you know so much.
Who said I was caught?
I surrendered.
And that brings me to the most important point.
Reason.
To escape from jail...
and keep running, you need a solid reason.
Which I probably didn't have.
Lock the gate on your way out.
Thank you, sir.
One last hypothetical question.
If someone wants to escape from jail,
where can he get these fake documents?
Hope.
Hope?
Hope Street.
Give me a holler, all of you guys here
Let's go!
I got Molly, I got money
I got all the sins you need
You've been running I've been hiding
From all the things you need
- Hey, guys. - I got Molly, I got money
I got all the sins you need
You've been running I've been hiding
From all the things you need
Molly, Molly
I'm in a dilemma with my pills
I've been dealing with the counted bills Running to the mills
Folding all the locks Feeling like the rock
Till hear the knock
Knock knock knock...
What do you need?
Oxy? Molly? I got coke.
No.
What the...
Excuse me.
Yes.
What do you want?
I actually wanted some papers.
- What? - Passport or driving license.
You mean fakes?
Who do you think I am?
Just get the hell out of here.
Hey.
Okay, so maybe I can help you.
I know a guy.
But you have to pay upfront.
- You got some money here? - Yes.
- I have some. - It's okay. It's okay.
You go to Punch Tarmey's Bar on Dunkin' Street, alright?
And you go to the bartender and ask for Slim Jim.
And you tell him that Rox sent you.
- Rox? - Yes, that's right.
Thank you.
Slim Jim.
It was a long time ago.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
I was looking for Slim Jim.
What?
Slim Jim.
He's over there.
Thank you.
- Hey, there's this lady. - Is there?
Whoa, where do you think you're going?
- I wanted to meet Slim Jim. - She wants fake credentials, okay?
Okay, I'll check.
Hi, Rox told me to come and see you.
Rox.
Thanks.
What do you want?
Three passports, a driving license, and a national insurance number.
Is that so?
I have the money.
No, no, not here.
Follow me.
Okay.
What place is this?
Where are you taking me?
Give me the money?
- But passport... - Give me the money.
I said give me the money!
Turn over!
Turn it over!
- Turn it over! - Leave me.
My money! Leave me...
Hands where I can see them.
Who are you?
Detective Paul, Liverpool Police.
You're no freaking cop.
What cop dresses up like a deranged old man?
Are you saying I did not receive world-class training,
both classroom-based and on the job?
Are you saying I don't have the skills and knowledge to solve crimes?
Deal with safety within the community and ensure public order?
Don't stare. They will get suspicious.
Are you claiming that I did not attend
eighteen to twenty-two weeks of classroom-based training?
What the hell?
To ensure that I learn various aspects of policing.
Pick up the purse, woman.
Is he talking to me?
- No. - Are you saying I've not received
first aid and personal safety training...
and undertook a driving course?
What are you doing here?
Let me rephrase that for you.
Thank you, Mr. Paul. If it wasn't for you, I would be dead meat.
For the first time in 40 years...
someone called me Joydeep.
Someone who can tame a pit bull
and fight with men like these...
can't simply be a reporter visiting me for an article.
It has to be something personal.
So, hypothetical question.
Father...
brother...
or husband?
The lawyer says that this case has no scope.
And Nakul's life is under threat in jail.
I don't have an option.
Of course, you do.
Your first option is to fly back to India.
He will finish his jail term and go back.
The second option is a second marriage.
The third option is suicide.
End of all the confusion and depression, but it's a poor choice to make.
I personally...
would have chosen option two.
Maybe you've never experienced love.
One needs a strong reason to be on the run
after escaping from jail.
You didn't have that.
I do.
Can you get me the passports?
Go home.
I won't be there every time to save you.
But you've escaped seven times from jail.
Let me try at least once...
I escaped from inside the jail.
You have to get in first and then get out.
With baggage.
Nakul.
- Emotional baggage. - Nakul!
Listen.
For what you want to achieve,
you have to be a criminal.
Maybe even kill the guards.
Can you do it?
Can you ram through the barricades?
Can you ignore women and children in your way?
Can you use them as human shields?
You can't, right?
Then go home.
Did you hear?
Go home.
Passports.
Please.
What a woman.
Two-by-two inches...
white background.
Three pictures each.
Two thousand pounds. Fifty percent advance.
Seems extra.
Yes, I also need a gun.
Gun?
Yes, you won't show up to save me next time, right?
I will have to fend for myself.
You're right.
3:00 p.m. Howard Street. Dump yard.
Mom...
All my life... I've searched
With you life is special
With you, my days are like a dream
With you, my nights are like a saga
Every moment
I thank God with a smile
You are the benefactor
Of my heart
You are the benefactor
Of my heart
You are the beloved
Of my heart
You are the benefactor
Of my heart
She's selling the house.
- Why? - Exactly.
Why?
To this lovely glory My heart has lost it
I kept waiting for you For so long, my love
To this lovely glory My heart has lost it
I kept waiting for you so long, my love
Mr. Paul.
Thank you so much.
Where do the bullets...
Here. Give it to me.
It's loaded.
Now shoot my dog.
What?
I said shoot my dog.
- But why? - He has a tumor.
I want to free him from his pain.
Shoot my dog.
I can't do it. I cannot do this, Mr. Paul.
You can't kill an animal.
And you plan to kill a human being?
Go on. Shoot him.
I cannot do it, Mr. Paul.
I knew it.
He doesn't have any tumor.
I just wanted to make you realize that what you are planning
is beyond your capability.
It's just out of your league.
Come on, Charlie.
Break free, for God's sake
Break free, find your own path
I am firm
Yeah. Sorry, kiddo.
Correct.
Hello, Mel. Any luck with the house?
No, Savi. You know how the market is.
Yeah, so will it help if I bring the price down by, say, ten percent?
Yeah, that might help.
Hi.
What is the plan?
Mr. Paul.
Oh my God.
I can't believe it.
You show up dressed differently every time.
Why?
All of England is covered with CCTV.
And I am an ex-convict.
I don't want the police
to question me in any case.
Or for them to suspect me.
Let's get to business.
Yeah.
I've done research, Mr. Paul.
Liverpool City has underground secret tunnels and chambers
spanning four kilometers.
One of these tunnels opens
directly under Shrewsbury Prison.
I know.
These tunnels were built in 1930.
Yeah.
One of them has already been used for a prison break attempt.
It's completely sealed.
Yeah, but there must be a way.
What if we blow up the sealed area with dynamites?
Wow.
We?
There is no "we," darling.
Think of me as a football coach.
I will guide you from the sidelines,
and cheer you on.
But I will not play the game with you.
You have to do whatever it takes.
If I have to do everything,
then why were you helping me for free till now?
Nothing in life is free.
You will realize it in time.
And your dynamite idea is very filmy.
Think about it.
I've given you options.
Hey!
It's me, Joydeep.
Mr. Joydeep.
What are you doing here? It's 2:00 a.m.
Actually...
Pizza.
We've already eaten.
Does the baggage have any illness?
Diabetes. Why?
What if...
he gets severe hyperkalemia?
The patient is taken to the hospital.
Thank God Nakul doesn't have severe hyperkalemia.
I wish he did.
Goodnight.
I wish he did, madam.
Bye.
Is the medical team tapping your sugar?
Yes, they collect samples every day.
Hello, Mrs. Sachdev.
Waiting out here is pointless.
You'd be waiting for 12 years.
Did you find the button?
We would have if there was one.
You should try trusting us instead of your husband, for a change.
Ms. Hassan...
our elders have a saying.
"Seek, and you shall find even God."
You just had to find a button.
Now, if you please excuse me.
They are coming out in three days.
Who?
Razaq and his men.
The guys who...
What?
But, Nakul, they were sentenced to a month's solitary, right?
Their lawyer pulled some strings.
They sent me a message through the prison guard,
claiming that if I didn't withdraw my complaint...
they would kill me.
Kill you?
Nakul, take your complaint back.
Nakul, please. Let it go.
Don't lock horns now.
Are you really saying this?
I didn't let them win back then, nor will I let them win now.
Look, Nakul, listen to me.
Think about yourself.
Take your complaint back now. We'll deal with this later.
Why later?
I need time, Nakul.
Three days is not enough!
Why do you need time?
Look, Nakul, I beg you.
Take the complaint back.
I won't do it.
Nakul...
Hello, where are you going?
Just wait, Nakul. Listen to me.
Listen to me.
Nakul, what's wrong?
I don't have a week to sell my house, okay?
I don't have a week.
Savi, there are no buyers yet.
Okay, listen. I'll drop the price by 50 percent. Works?
I just need the money.
Even then finding a buyer
and doing all the paperwork will take time.
I don't have any time.
I need to close it in the next three days.
- Sorry, Savi. - Hello, Mel?
Hello, Mel? Mel, are you there?
Mel?
Hello?
Break free, for God's sake
Break free, find your own path
I am firm
Break free, for God's sake
Break free, find your own path
I am firm
Hey, you! Excuse me?!
Hey, Jones.
- Hey, open up. - Yeah, yeah, I am coming.
Okay, okay. Calm down.
This is all I got.
This is it?
Yeah, it's been a slow day.
Okay, stay here.
Okay.
What the...
- You stay back. - Who the hell are you?
Listen, I'm going to shoot you.
On your knees now.
- On your knees now, I said! - Okay, okay. Calm down.
What the hell do you want?
- Give me the money. - What money?
- All your money. - Please, tell her...
I'll return it.
- What? - Give it to her.
You came for a loan at gunpoint?
- Are you for real? - Shut up! Just give me the money.
Screw you!
I don't care.
You tell me. Hurry up.
Don't you dare, I'll kill you.
- Man, tell her. Please, tell her. - I am telling you.
- You tell her, I will kill you. - Please, don't shoot me.
I dare you.
Listen, I am going to count till three, okay?
- One. - Don't you dare.
- Two. - Tell her.
- Don't you dare tell her. - She will shoot me.
- Three... - No, no, no.
Okay, it's there in the cushion on the couch.
- You're dead. - Don't move, or I will shoot you.
You're so dead.
You are done. You're screwed.
- You are dead! - No, no.
Come out.
Are you scared now?
Please don't leave me.
Please help me.
Take me to the hospital.
Come on.
- Please... - Hold on.
- Please, take me to the hospital. - Yeah.
- Please. - Yeah, I am taking you.
Hold on, okay?
I can't... I can't breathe.
Rox.
Please, go faster. Please.
- Please. - Yes.
Rox.
I just can't believe it.
That I actually killed someone.
Well, that's one line you crossed today.
Was it right or wrong?
I don't know.
I never killed anyone.
But you kept telling me,
"Go ahead, kill someone. Go ahead, shoot someone."
I said you should be ready to kill.
I never told you to actually kill someone.
But you did the right thing.
Everything is justified in self-defense.
I must admit.
You surprised me today.
So are you going to help me?
What was I doing till now?
I mean coach or player?
Substitute.
In case of an emergency, a player.
Otherwise, I will not risk my freedom for anyone.
Let's lock on a substitute then.
Two things.
If I feel...
there is a threat to my freedom, then I will walk away.
And no questions asked.
Second, I can't stand children.
I hate kids.
Phone.
You have three days...
and there's no room for error.
Do you know him?
Oh, he's Jones.
History of violence and drug trafficking.
There's a meth lab in the basement.
What about blood outside?
Either belongs to a second victim or the shooter.
The unit found a gunshot victim dead on a bus stop bench.
Could be him.
- Lucas, come in. - Go for Lucas.
We've found something in the backyard.
You need to see this.
Better go check it out.
What the hell happened here?
Take this to the lab.
Sir.
- There's your key. - Thank you.
Here are your three tickets for tomorrow.
Are you paying by cash or card...
Mrs. Sharma?
Cash.
If you're watching this video, you all know that...
I am a criminal.
But this is not the entire story.
Mom, can we pack this as well?
No, kiddo.
And this one?
Only whatever fits in this bag, okay?
Can I carry it in my pocket?
I was only 12 years old...
when my entire family was taken from me...
in the riots.
- Hello. - Hello, Papa.
- It's me. - Child...
Your phone is unreachable.
Whose number is this?
I changed my number, Papa.
Are you alright?
Is there something you want to tell me, my dear?
Don't think.
Just say it.
I won't be able to call for a few days.
And you shouldn't either.
I didn't understand.
You must have...
a solid reason for saying this.
You look after everyone.
You should take care of yourself as well.
Papa...
- God bless. - God bless, my child.
Years later...
life gave me another family.
And now they are being taken from me as well.
Here, in England.
But I won't let it happen.
Come what may.
The tail light matches any 2014 to 2018 Honda CRV.
What criminal drives a family car?
A criminal with a family.
There are over 5000 registered in the city,
and there are 15,000 in the county.
How many registered felons?
Ten in the county.
Eight embezzlers, white-collar criminals.
One to a rapist and one to a murderer who killed his boss.
Start with the murderer.
He's imprisoned for life.
Get me his details.
His address, family.
And get me the investigating officer from the case.
On it.
Adi...
don't trouble Aunt Simrit.
I'll be back for you soon.
And don't tell anyone about our holiday.
- It's our little... - S E C R E T.
Mom, will we be back before the spelling competition?
Hello! You're back again to suck me dry?
Fresh lime, please.
I have some urgent work. I'll be back as soon...
If it's urgent...
you must do it carefully.
Hey, come on in.
Simrit, look after Adi if I don't...
If I am late.
Like my own child.
I won't allow a single scratch on him.
Kiddo...
That's right.
Hello.
Hello?
Oh, good you're here.
The phones are down.
It looks like someone tampered with the wires.
Don't worry.
- I'll have a look. - Oh, thank you.
That's Nakul Sachdev's blood report.
It says high risk of hyperkalemia.
This doesn't look good.
- Get the lab. - Yes, ma'am.
Any luck?
Trying.
Thank you.
No luck. Still busy.
Get an ambulance.
Take him to Liverpool Public Hospital. I'll meet you there.
Yes, ma'am.
Okay. Thank you.
His wife is a stay-at-home mom. A housewife.
Do you have the address?
- Yeah. - Let's go.
- What's going on? - Sit down, sir.
- But I can walk... - Just sit down, sir.
But where the hell are you guys taking me?
Can somebody talk to me?
Not this time.
Ayesha Hassan.
DI Stevens, here. Farlow Police Station.
How may I help?
We were looking in your man Nakul Sachdev's wife
for a double-murder in Huyton.
Do you think she is capable of it?
Savi and murder?
She's a housewife, Stevens.
Well...
we have reasons to believe otherwise.
Anyway, we're on our way to her house.
Would be great if you could be there.
Let's go. Put him inside.
Open the gate.
- But... - Keep quiet.
Why are you taking me to the hospital?
- Hello! - The gate's open.
Go, go, go.
- Why are you putting this? - Okay, calm down.
- Breathe. Please cooperate. - What?
Please.
Checked the back. No sign of them.
- No. - Neighbors haven't heard anything.
Well, they should be here by now.
We're waiting for the officer?
We'll have to wait.
Stevens.
Hassan.
Thanks for coming.
Nice to meet you.
There was no car in the driveway.
Doesn't seem that anyone is around.
We had a look at the back.
Gonna need a warrant to go inside.
You're right.
Okay.
Now we definitely need a warrant.
Okay. Alright. Thank you.
Nakul Sachdev has been transferred to Liverpool Public Hospital.
- Right now? - Right now.
Have them call the escort vehicle.
We'll meet them at the hospital.
Faster. Faster. Towards the special ward.
- Yes, ma'am. - I'm removing your handcuff now.
The prisoner is very secure.
We're already here with him.
Keep an eye out.
We're heading to the hospital.
Yeah, no problem,
- We're there. - Put this on.
- Why? - I said put this on.
Put your hands up.
- Savi? - Put your hands up.
Savi...
- What the... - Handcuff yourself to the bed.
- No, no, no... - Wait. Wait.
Savi. Savi. Savi.
- Don't do this. Don't do this. - If you two do this,
you're both dead.
He is right. If we run, we'll both get killed.
We'll both get killed. Don't do this.
- Please. - Exactly, Nakul.
If we don't escape right now, we will get killed.
Hurry up. Put it on.
This is wrong.
Fine. Call your son
and tell him you're never coming back.
And also tell him,
his mother is never coming back as well.
Never!
Ma'am, put your tongue out.
This is getting complicated.
Yeah, we've informed all units to reach the hospital.
Sorry. Sorry.
- John, take care of this. - Yeah, yeah.
Let's go.
She has a gun. She has a gun.
All units near Liverpool Hospital, come in.
- Lucas, get hospital security. - All units...
Close all exits.
Nakul.
Nakul! Nakul! Nakul!
Shit!
Excuse me.
What were you thinking?
Why? Why?
Because, Nakul, I love you.
And I can't live without you.
Can you?
You go around there. I'll try to get them here.
Okay.
- Okay. - Stay back. Stay back.
Just calm down.
Don't have to make this worse.
I'm not going to wait outside jail for 12 years, Ms. Hassan.
We have units at every exit.
Shoot-at-sight orders will be issued.
Where do you think you'll go?
Who said I am going?
- Move back. - Okay. Okay.
- Get in. - Okay.
Don't do this.
Damn it.
Come on.
Oh, shit.
Stevens.
They are heading towards the old wing.
I repeat. The old wing.
Stevens. Turner. Are you down?
Sorry. Move.
- Where are they? - Come with me.
There.
Nakul, this way.
There! You get the car and cut them off.
Okay.
What on earth...
All units...
heading to James Street Station.
- Excuse me. - Sorry.
Nakul, stop!
- Excuse me. Excuse me. - Hey, watch it.
Stop.
Stevens. Stevens.
Come in, Stevens.
Stevens, listen.
Miss, who are you?
Sorry.
Shit.
Stevens. They are still at James Street Station.
Okay, copy that. I'm on my way.
I repeat, James Street Station.
Savi. Look at me.
We'll be okay.
Let's go.
Left? Right?
This way.
- Could you find him? - They disappeared.
Let's ring the city. Close bus and train stations.
- And send their descriptions to all units. - Copy that.
I'm going to find out where their kid is. I'll see you at your precinct, okay?
Okay.
- Right? - Nakul, there.
Nakul, black car.
- I'll drive. I know the way. - Okay, okay.
Seat belt.
Nakul, there are jackets in the back. Put them on.
They must be sealing down the city by now.
Once we get Adi, we can get out of here.
How are you, dear?
Can you call Adi, please?
He hasn't returned yet.
- What? - Simrit took him to the zoo.
They haven't returned yet.
Dear...
- Hello, Simrit. - Hello, dear.
Where is Adi?
I am asking you something.
Listen, where is Adi?
Savi.
Adi?
Simrit took him to the zoo.
We still have time.
We can make it to the zoo, Nakul.
Check with the neighbors.
We're looking for the boy and anything they have seen
- in the last few days. - Right.
Checked with the neighbors. They have no clue.
- She's been keeping to herself for weeks. - Get in the car.
Stop, stop, stop.
There is no way out of this. No way out of this.
Getting to the zoo is impossible.
Listen, do one thing.
What are you doing?
Savi?
Savi.
What are you doing?
We can't get to the zoo, Nakul.
We don't have a choice
But, Savi, this road leads outside of the city.
Where are you going?
What about Adi?
Simrit is there for him.
Send their photos to every train station, bus station, and airport in the city.
Wait. In the country.
Savi, give me the gun.
We'll go out.
When the police ask...
we'll tell them that...
I pressured and threatened you by saying I would kill the child.
Nakul.
- No, Nakul. - Yeah.
- No. - You have to.
- No. - Yes.
- No. - Savi, listen to me.
Listen to me, please.
This Nakul that you see...
exists because of you.
And, if I don't do this...
then our dreams...
will be crushed.
You must stay out for Adi. For Adi.
Savi.
Please.
- I love you. I cannot... - I know. I know.
- No, Nakul. No. - Come here. Come here.
John, did you circulate the photos everywhere?
- Yes, ma'am. - Good.
Just let me do this.
Please.
Let me do this.
He's here! Nakul, he's here.
Adi.
Adi...
How are you, Adi?
Papa...
do you know this uncle dressed up as a woman last time?
And now he's dressed like a man.
What?
He is a friend.
Thank you, Mr. Paul.
I thought you wouldn't come.
Your rule was no kids.
Following all the rules is boring.
Good-looking baggage.
Tell that Punjabi lady of yours to see a psychiatrist.
She wouldn't let Aditya come with me.
When I showed her your message she started apologizing.
Mr. Paul, the police are after us.
I told you this plan wouldn't work.
No chance.
Anyway, can I give you a boring idea?
Surrender yourself.
At least you tried.
I have another plan.
Do you trust me?
I do.
We're approaching the barricade.
Don't move.
Go on, free to go.
Alright, please move along.
Pull aside.
Alright, stop there.
Roll down the window.
- Yes, officer? - Lower the volume.
- What? - Lower the volume.
Okay, okay.
Volume. Yes.
- Okay now? - What's in the back?
What do you think?
Ice cream.
Do you want to go and have a look?
You can.
We'll see.
Come, come. Come inside.
Have a look.
Ice cream.
More ice cream. Do you want one?
No, thank you.
No? Then, come.
You must try Whippy's Ice Cream, officer.
Get out of here.
And don't play that stupid music again.
Happy?
I offered to be the coach,
settled for a substitute,
and you made me the captain.
Come.
Come, Baggage! Get out.
- Come on, Adi. - You will freeze in there.
Mr. Paul...
thank you.
Uncle...
- Savi... - Yeah?
- I'll meet you inside. - Yeah, I'll come.
You got out...
now it's time to stay on the run.
Take care of yourself.
You should have said this earlier.
Can I ask you a question?
You said nothing in life comes for free.
Then why did you do this for me?
Two reasons.
You gave me my next bestseller.
And the second?
The freedom I felt...
in the last three days.
I've never felt that before.
What kind of a name is "Savi"?
Savitri.
Savitri Sachdev.
Suits you.
Days of happiness are gone...
It's not making any sense.
Just gibberish.
Ma'am, checked with the school. The kid didn't come in.
What am I missing?
What is it?
Hang on.
What's that?
She's heading to Manchester Airport.
What?
Used to be called Ringway Airport back in 1938 when it opened.
And "Man" is the code for Manchester.
Exactly.
But where to?
Could be Marrakesh?
This is the Bahia Palace in Marrakesh.
How do you know?
Because I went there with my wife last year.
And we flew from Manchester.
Here are your tickets and boarding passes.
Have a safe journey.
- Thank you. - Thank you, ma'am.
We're 25 minutes away from Manchester Airport.
All units closer to the airport get there ASAP.
Thank you for waiting.
All passengers please head towards boarding gate nine.
All units to Manchester Airport now.
Go, go, go.
Come through.
Arms up.
Okay, you're done.
Come on through. Who's next?
Kiddo, go. Go!
Wait.
- Ma'am, my son. - No, no.
- Adi! Ma'am, we're family. - Sorry, ma'am. No.
No, it's not allowed.
What's in your pocket?
Just coins.
Okay.
Your passports, please.
Papa...
May I?
- What is it? - May I give my passport to uncle?
Sure.
Next.
Check the perimeter and report back to me, please.
Let's get all exits.
H E L L O.
H I.
Yeah.
You sure?
Yup.
Have all the passengers checked in?
Yes, ma'am. They are at the boarding gate already.
Come on.
Extension 402.
E X T E N S I O N.
Good, that was a tough one.
Thank you, sir.
- Alright, you're up. - Yeah, okay.
Out of the way, please.
Excuse me.
- Excuse me, please. - Excuse me.
- Thank you.
- Yeah? - How was it?
Aditya Sachdev,
you won the spelling competition.
Gold medal.
- You're the best. - All passengers,
please make your way to the boarding gate.
- Have your passports... - Let's go.
and boarding passes handy.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, folks.
Excuse me.
Stay calm.
Are there any passengers who've boarded the flight?
No, ma'am, they are all here.
Are there any other flights to Marrakesh today?
- No, not today. - No, no, no.
Where the hell have they disappeared?
Could they be flying out of a different airport?
We flashed their photos to every airport in the UK.
We should still get in touch with Heathrow, Gatwick,
- Luton, Stansted... - Copy that.
And whichever airport Manchester has flights to.
They were never going to fly.
What?
They've taken a ferry.
She planted that garbage bag.
Savi Sachdev, you freaking genius.
- Miss, who are you? - Sorry.
Now she's going to be in international waters.
Six nautical miles out of our jurisdiction.
Just a housewife, you said?
Yup.
Just a housewife.
We're at the crime scene seven months after the crime.
What the hell are we doing here?
She believed he was innocent.
But what does it matter?
Didn't he hear a button pop?
What?
He heard a button pop.
Was it raining when forensics searched the scene?
I mean, it was seven months ago.
Yeah, I think so.
Is this really what we should be doing?
We know that they got the ferry to Dublin.
We can still get them.
We just need to talk to the Irish.
She's too smart for that.
She won't stay in Ireland for long.
It's just a pit stop.
If I were her...
I'd take a ferry from Ireland to France.
And fly to a country which doesn't have an extradition treaty with the UK.
- Give me a torch. - What?
I know you have a torch.
Ms. Hassan.
Our elders have a saying.
"Seek, and you shall find even God."
You just had to find a button.
What is that?
Her God.
Sorry?
Her God.
So, what now?
Let's go grab a beer.
Bulgaria.
Bulgaria!
Hip, hip, hurrah!
Nailed it!
This is wonderful!
Hip, hip, hurrah!
What took you so long, guys?
Come, let's go.