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My country... my motherland...!

Forever may you bloom...

Wherever in the world I roam

You will always remain home!

My country... my motherland...!

Very good, Zain.

That's all for today.

Mother!

Mother, may I take two?

No Zain, don't be greedy.

Take just one toffee.

Pardon me, but Zain said that the washroom was this way.

I thought it was here.

How can you be sure about this, Mir?

On one hand, you claim that

your agent couldn't make sense of the maps and drawings.

And you still insist that this information is valid.

It is, sir.

She couldn't understand the nautical maps...

...because she's not an experienced operative.

But she is confident that those images were of a submarine.

Gentlemen, Pakistan wouldn't have maps of our oceans

in their files without any reason.

Especially if you consider the current scenario in East Pakistan.

And under these circumstances, marine action by Pakistan

is entirely possible.

I hope we are not caught off guard

in spite of having all the information at our disposal.

I will meet each peril before it touches you...

I will meet each peril before it touches you...

My life at stake forever, always to protect you...

My life at stake forever, always to protect you...

My country.. my motherland...

Forever may you bloom...

Wherever in the world I roam

You will always remain home!

My country... my motherland...!

My country... my motherland...!

From the heart to my lips My wish rises like a prayer

Like your eternal flame, oh Lord! May my life spread light forever...

Like your eternal flame, oh Lord! May my life spread light forever...

My country... my motherland...!

My country... my motherland...!

At the Annual Day function...

...I could see shades of your father in you.

The same hard work... the same spirit...

Sir...

This has just come from Beig sahab...

It needs your signature.

Keep it in my study.

Alright.

Our neighbors are now helping the Mukti Army...

...to build their own Air force.

The Indian Air force is training our renegade pilots.

Be prepared, son...

Our situation with India is going to become quite hostile.

We're prepared, father...

And waiting.

This is not the 1965 war.

This time there's no chance of a compromise.

They will be scanning the skies...

...and we'll sweep the ground from under their feet.

I know Abba's words can be painful.

Sorry, Sehmat.

My family often forgets that India is your motherland.

My home is now where my family is.

Yes. - Sir...

Syed Sahab wants you and Mehboob to get ready.

You are to leave for an important meeting.

Abdul... Sir's file got left in the study.

Yes, I had kept it.

I'll get it.

Did you find the file, Abdul?

Abdul!

Wait, let me look in Mehboob's room.

What's going on?

Where is the file?

This one Father? - Yes.

Thank you dear...

I never really trusted you!

Give me everything.

Everything she's sent is on the board?

Sir, Sehmat has sent us this message.

The last transmission has just come in.

Which key are we using?

7...

5...

4...

The parcel has been unwrapped.

Everything all right there?

The roof...

The roof was leaking...

It has been repaired.

All okay...

Mehmood?

Mehboob!

Echo 754339.

November 61132 Diablo Dolphin...

Dolphin... Blue Whale...

Plot these numbers on the map.

Try Echo for East and November for North.

And vice-versa too.

Get me details of all Pakistani submarines.

Nikhil?

Sir, these coordinates point to the Indian Ocean.

And the other coordinates?

Sir.

Diablo is the old name of PNS Ghazi.

Pakistan is planning to attack India by sea.

Sir, we don't have latitude details for the other coordinates.

But the long coordinates pass through the Bay of Bengal.

Where our INS Vikrant is docked.

The Blue Whale.

That's what Pakistan is targeting.

What is his condition? - He has suffered multiple fractures.

And also lost a lot of blood.

We're trying our best to save him, but...

Major Mehboob Syed.

Abdul?

Take rest.

Be quiet, Abdul.

Se... eh... ma...

Sehmat.

You were fast asleep when I returned.

Kept mumbling Abdul's name in your sleep.

Mehboob is with him in the hospital.

He'll let us know if anything happens.

Abdul... he... he is all right?

He will be, God willing.

This information worries me, gentlemen.

But I am afraid we're still not paying heed to it.

We are Mr. Mir...

And taking it seriously too.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have gathered here.

But... we have another concern.

We haven't received any information

from the Army or Navy intelligence

to corroborate with yours.

From the security point of view, everything is under control.

But, we don't want to cause unnecessary panic.

Admiral... Commodore...

My agent has taken a big risk to get this piece of information.

And I'm sure the other side too, will keep such information under wraps.

I think we should wait until this information is verified.

What do you think? - I agree.

And please don't feel that we're ignoring your lead Mr. Mir...

Let's see what other news we get.

I can't understand the behaviour of these people...

Instead of taking him to a hospital...

...they just left him to die.

People don't have a conscience anymore.

Mehboob Sir is back.

May Allah give him solace.

Any word from the Police?

Nothing yet.

They are still investigating.

The nurse gave me this.

It was found clutched in Abdul's hand.

I'll hand it over for examination...

We may get a lead.

Lay out my clothes...

We should leave in an hour.

Shyama... - Yes, sir.

Call the entire staff. - Yes.

What's wrong?

At least one of them would know what happened last night.

And where was Abdul going?

I had gone to the General's residence...

...to deliver Sir's papers.

Then I went to pray.

Son was unwell...

Salma and I were in our quarters, tending to him.

I was oiling Munira madam's hair.

I was manning the water pump.

So, none of you saw Abdul leave the house!

Are you... looking for something?

I don't get it.

He never liked to get out of the house.

Then where was he going at that hour?

That too, without informing anyone?

And where did he get this?

We left with Father for the meeting...

...then returned to collect the file.

Rafiq went inside to get the file from Abdul.

You found the file, didn't you?

Yes...

Was Abdul there then?

Did you notice anything different about him?

Did you see him leave the house?

Something doesn't fit...

He called for me at the hospital...

Or, we would have never known.

He was even trying to tell me something.

Anyway...

I am meeting the soldiers who took him to the hospital.

Maybe they will shed more light on this.

Sir...

we've shared all our intel with the High Command...

...but they still don't have any information that corroborates with ours.

And they never will.

That's why we exist.

To provide them with the information...

...that no one else can.

Bloody hell!

Connect me to Kabir Murtaza. - Connecting, sir.

The line is going blank, sir. - Try again after some time.

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