The Ghost

There are some boxes over there.

Hey, the truck is empty.

-There are four more boxes here. -Bring them here.

Boss wants us to hurry up!

Are you deaf?!

Put all these items in the cart.

Come on! Hurry up!

Make it quick.

Why are those boxes still there?

Bring them here, you two!

Don't worry, sir. Just a few boxes left. I'll get them.

Beware! There's a sniper!

Where is the sniper?

Don't let them come!

Blue is the sea And the sky is full of clouds

Towards you takes a speed That knows no bounds

My eyes just can't resist you

An entrapment is set By your eyes deep blue

My life becomes sweet with you

In time, I become one with you

You walked into my lonely life

And cast your magic

Time stopped when you laid eyes on me

It happens every time you are beside me

This moment is what My beauty is desperate for

Being in love with you Is all I ever wished for

You made me discover myself

Forever in your heart I'd be

I'd become you

Your love cast a spell on me

Traveling with you, the longer we go

You are my partner You are my life, you know

Who would have known That we were destined to be partners?

Time stopped when you laid eyes on me

It happens every time you are beside me

This moment is what My beauty is desperate for

Being in love with you Is all I ever wished for

Vikram!

Vikram, stop!

-Stop! Stop! -Bastard!

-No! Just calm down! -Let me go!

-Let me go! -What are you doing, baby?

-I'm okay, Priya. I'm okay. -What's wrong?

Bloody assholes.

Sir, this is absolute nonsense!

It's not me who should go through a psychiatric evaluation.

The guys who harassed the girl at the gas station should go through it.

What about the airstrip?

Sir, they are criminals!

You have a problem with your rage, Vikram.

It needs to be controlled.

Come back after you've cleared your mental evaluation.

What happened?

You are asking me to visit a doctor!

-My mental health is alright. -I know.

But you still have to go.

It's just protocol, baby. Now go!

Go!

A half of you, let me be

Let me secure you in my heart

Let me give you my heart's essence

Let me melt in your warm embrace

My heart never stops wanting you The age of love never fades away

Love never ends any day

Our pair will stand forever You, my dear, are like my shadow

Time stopped when you laid eyes on me

It happens every time you are beside me

This moment is what My beauty is desperate for

Being in love with you Is all I ever wished for

You're okay. You're fine. I'm right here.

Okay? Calm down.

Calm down, baby.

I'm right here with you.

It's an emergency.

Indian diplomat's son has been kidnapped,

and I want you both to take charge immediately.

Shit!

Vikram, careful!

-I know! -There's a child in the car.

Shit!

Come and get me, you idiot!

-Priya! Cut him off! -Vikram, I got this.

-Bump him! Bump him, goddammit! -I said I got this!

Bloody idiot!

They're getting away.

-Go, go, go! -Mom!

Get hold of him.

Mom!

-Vikram, watch out! -I know what I'm doing!

Ahmed!

Ahmed!

Bloody idiot!

What is happening?

Ahmed got shot!

Oh, crap!

Mom!

Watch out!

Go back!

Move!

Oh, God!

Priya, look out!

Damn!

Move! Move!

-Move! Out of the way! -Down, Priya! Down!

I dare you to catch me!

Damn it!

-Hello? -Get rid of the boy.

Finish them all.

I love this! I love this part!

Farooq!

Farooq, are you alive?

Farooq!

Damn it!

Shut up!

Hey!

I'm going to blow his brain out!

Drop your guns and leave!

Your friends are all dead.

You don't have to die.

Let the kid go.

Shut up!

I don't have all day.

Just get the hell out of here!

-Don't shoot, Vikram. -I have a shot.

Lower your weapon, Vikram.

Shut up! Stop crying you, little wanker!

Shit!

Call the paramedics!

Boy hit! Boy hit!

Need paramedics. Now!

Immediately!

Priya!

Bring me the first aid!

Priya!

Water!

Go!

Bittu!

Vikram, let them do the job.

-Bittu! -Bittu!

Bittu!

He has lost a lot of blood.

-Bittu! -Bittu!

Bittu…

According to the Dubai Police,

Sarita Rao, wife of India's IT mogul Mr. Adinarayana Rao,

had committed suicide.

According to the reports,

after her kidnapped ten-year-old son was killed in a rescue operation,

she went through severe trauma

and committed suicide at the Four Seasons Hotel.

The series of high-profile kidnappings over the last six months

has instilled fear into the Dubai elite.

Baby… enough.

The cops are working relentlessly for clues to catch the kidnappers.

Come on. Freshen up.

Your clothes are all bloodied.

It's done, Vikram.

It's over.

No, it's not done.

Someone would plant a bomb somewhere tomorrow.

Or some plane or train would be hijacked.

There would be children traveling in them.

It never stops.

It never stops.

-It's alright, baby. -It never stops.

It's alright.

We'll get through this.

I'll make an appointment with Dr. Iyer.

We'll get help.

It never stops.

Whatever happened was not your fault.

Today was just not your day. That's all.

It's not my day.

It's not my day.

Of course it's not my day!

Vikram…

November 2nd, 1984.

Karol Bagh, Delhi.

Hindu-Muslim riots.

A ten-year-old boy was crying over the dead bodies of his parents.

Mom, please get up!

Mom!

If the colonel had not arrived in time…

they would have killed that boy too.

He took the boy home.

Come along.

I've got a lot of toys to play with.

He brought up the boy like his own son.

Hey, Vicky! Stop!

Don't kill me.

No…

Don't kill me.

-Hey! It's okay. Don't be scared. -Don't kill me.

-It's okay. Don't worry. I'm right here. -Please leave me.

Don't be scared. It's okay.

Think about it, Priya.

Had the colonel only thought about his job that day…

I wouldn't have been alive today.

If he had not taken it personally…

I wouldn't have been in this position today.