Naam Shabana Page #3

This test involves a lab rat...

...who is going to die today.

Exactly 150 meters ahead of you.

He's one of our informers, lmran.

His life is in danger.

Someone's leaked information

that he works for us.

And he's going to be murdered today.

His assailant is exactly behind him.

You must save | mran's life.

Take a good look at the streets

and lanes around you, Shabana.

Now move.

It's too crowded. Turn left.

There's an entrance on your left.

Take the stairs.

We'll use the roof.

Be fast...you don't have much time.

Yellow t-shirt... All yours.

You're good, Shabana.

Were you scared?

- No.

Really?

You wouldn't have let

anything happen to me.

You said the Agency

really looks after it's own.

The man approaching from

the front will hand you a packet.

It contains cash, phone,

ticket and hotel booking details.

You must leave for

Goa tomorrow morning.

I'll call you back.

Good luck.

What's this tournament now?

It's a private tournament, mom.

It's only a matter of three days.

What about accommodations,

food etcetera?

It's an invitation, mother.

Why are you so worried?

Because you're not

looking me in the eye.

Do you trust me?

- Not that nonsense.

ls everything okay, Shabana?

Mother, if you ever feel I am lying...

...then please stop asking

any more questions.

Just have faith that I

am not doing anything stupid.

I always share everything with you.

You've always done what you wished.

You know, mother...

I couldn't tell Jai that...

All of them are

staying at Golden Sand.

They have a set routine.

Partying from dawn to dusk.

Their ring-leader Karen...

...he's the spoilt brat

of a spoilt IVILA father.

The other three are his sycophants.

They stay holed up at the

Shack on Anjana beach, the whole day.

Disco and booze at night.

They like Russians.

They go to Club 10.

You have 48 hours.

I will call you back tomorrow.

The plan will be all yours,

I'm just helping.

"First you torment us..."

"...and then you charm us."

"We don't know this attitude,

sweetheart."

"First you torment us..."

"...and then you charm us."

"We don't know this attitude,

sweetheart."

"We've been waiting

for so long...baby."

"We're ready to surrender completely,

sweetheart."

"We love to par-tymmore than life."

"O heart sing along..."

"Sing this song when you're high."

"O heart sing along..."

"Sing this song when you're high."

"O heart sing along..."

"Sing this song when you're high."

"O heart sing along..."

"Sing this song when you're high."

"O heart sing along..."

"Sing this song when you're high."

"O heart sing along..."

Come on...

Let's go to the room.

"O heart sing along..."

- Bye.

Bye.

- Goodnight, Karen. Goodnight.

You want to have fun.

Hello.

What have you decided?

Sir, I am only going to Kill Karen.

I want the others

to live and die in fear...

...for the rest of their lives.

Just like me, in guilt.

I'll go to their hotel tonight,

and wait.

I will Kill Karen in his

room after the girl leaves.

Sir, but hotel means

CCTV cameras and all.

Don't worry, we'll handle it.

Sir...

Do you need something?

Nothing, sir.

I'll manage.

All the best.

You only have tonight.

Sir.

Sir...is there someone out here,

to help me?

There is.

Was he at the bar yesterday?

We've sent one of our best, Shabana.

You're special for us.

And this is important for you...

...that's why we're indulging.

Actually,

this doesn't concern us at all.

You're made for something else.

All the best.

I know...

Dude...

Listen you. You have to try.

- He's becoming a bit mad.

L-low can you be so sure'?

The party was fun.

Whoever try.

That's amazing.

Who is it?

What the...

Karan!

Karan!

You think he'll wake up.

He was quite busy last night...

- Karan...

He will.

Open up.

- Ring it again.

Come on...

Karen.

- Karen.

Karen.

Karen.

- Karen.

I guess he got really high last night.

He isn't sober yet.

Karen.

Who are you?

Let's call the housekeeping guy.

Housekeeping.

Come here.

- Come on...

What happened?

Come on...

Karen.

Open this door.

That's not my job, it's the Managers.

You okay?

No manager will..

- Open up...

Open up...

- I am manager, we're the boss.

Karen.

Karen.

Karan!

Karan!

Karan!

Hello.

Don't waste time, Shabana.

Get to the airport

and catch your flight.

Shabana...

...you did very well.

I'll call you back.

But from now on...it'll be only for us.

Bye.

There you are Shabana.

I've been looking all over for you.

Come...

Yeah... I was just leaving.

Let's at least walk

together till the canteen.

No... maybe some other time.

- Shabana...

What is this? And for hovv long?

We all are hurt!

But we have to move on, right?

That's what I am doing.

Moving on.

See you.

Hello.

Hello, Shabana.

Are you rested?

- Yes.

Time for us to meet.

I'm texting you the address and time.

See you.

Okay, sir.

Hello, Shabana.

Hi, sir.

For you.

One must be prepared.

In our profession,

one must always be prepared.

It's actually very simple.

National Defense has two aspects.

One, which is visible to all.

Army-Navy-Air Force...

Which are legit,

recognized institutions.

Their work is appreciated.

Acknowledged.

Felicitated.

They have a uniform,

a designation, respect.

They are the pride of the nation.

And the other one...is us.

We work in anonymity.

No uniform, no designation...

The only silver lining is that...

...we do is even beyond

their comprehension.

Life is bad...

And death is worse.

Our agency has only one agenda.

National Security...

At any cost.

Shabana, you'll be prepared

for every possible situation.

And we'll use you when the time comes.

In India as well as abroad.

You will have a life...

which will be fake.

And you can do anything you like.

But when we need you,

you'll work for us.

But why me, sir.

Females are born with

an extra strand in their DNA.

Men need gadgets.

Women are already pre-configured.

They are born spies.

Plus your talent, your aptitude,

makes you unique, Shabana.

But what if I can't do it, sir?

At any given time, we are tracking

more than 15,000 candidates.

And only pick four...every year.

We've been tracking you since

the days of your arrest and remand.

You were not ready last year,

but this year you are.

We want you to be a field agent.

Because of my religion.

That's a perk for us.

And it's a good thing that

you have a view about your religion...

...which is different from any

typical Hindu or Muslim politician.

And thank God for that.

Of course, that's an advantage.

Owing to the current situation,

Shabana...

...your religion gives us extra access.

Opens many doors for us.

I always wanted to represent

India in sports at the highest level.

I know...how you want

to waste your talent.

Shabana, those who know their

motive in life are the lucky ones.

Because the entire world

is running after fame and fortune.

But how many do you know would

like to choose a glorious death'?

One of us dies...to protect millions.

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