Crackdown - First Season

Sir.

Yes, Narang?

What the fuck!

Fuck!

It was me who tipped that fucking Ashwini Rao

that one of them must have infiltrated us

and the fucker put me on surveillance?

Sir, Rajesh, Kabir and Bala too were under surveillance.

What about that bastard RP? He's no saint.

Sir, these are what we got from your office.

Our men are in your house right now.

AC shaft, flower vase, landline, they are finding bugs everywhere.

Sir, this cannot be the only copy.

There is bound to be another copy

with the one who executed this unofficial surveillance.

There's only one person who can do it.

Max.

Find the bastard.

Sir.

- Check that room. - Yes, Sir.

You check over there.

Found him?

Let's go, let's go.

The bastard managed to escape.

Max. Max, stop.

Mahesh Ramachandran, ex surveillance RAW.

Employee code RT3389.

You have been conducting unofficial surveillance.

RP gave you the name Max.

I'm RP's friend, get in.

Nostalgia?

We thought we should bring you here.

It'll be a good change for you.

And of course, you'll get a chance to go down the memory lane.

Riyaaz, do you think,

you are the only one working for RAW?

We are only fucking here to get...

You thought we won't find this place?

You know your best friend Rajesh was under surveillance?

On Ashwini Sir's orders.

So, you still have a small lifeline left.

Phone a friend.

Max.

Why Zorawar, isn't Max your best friend?

He isn't taking your calls anymore?

Why do I have a feeling that you are more interested

in knowing about yourself than about Rajesh from Max.

Forensics has traced back the source of the blast to a hard disk,

which was in your best friend Rajesh's bag.

Just telling you.

What?

That's not possible.

You think I care a flying fuck whether you believe me or not?

You think I'll put my faith in you instead of Rajesh?

Of course.

Because I know, you purposely gave him this task.

He must have thought,

"He saved me in Pakistan, it's the least I can do for him."

You need to call Ajay Bakshi right now.

What the fuck... Are you for real?

We have you in our custody and...

You think you are in a position to make deal with us?

Are you fucking mad?

Make that call.

Make that call.

Max?

RP.

Meet you.

See you.

Sir, we won't be able to trace the call.

He must have disposed off the SIM card.

Fucking ass...

Sir, I thought you work for RAW.

I'm sure you can figure out.

Don't you fucking... just don't. Take him away.

It feels so nice, doesn't it?

We made the right choice by coming here.

Mr. and Mrs. Sinha. We have a booking.

Just a sec.

Non smoking room.

Yes. Yes, Sir.

- Can I have your IDs please? - Please.

Here.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

Okay, Sir.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

- These are your keys. - Thank you.

- Come. - Let's go.

Yes, Sir.

Narang, I want Max alive, even if this means compromising RP.

Got it?

Yes, Sir.

Couldn't you find any other fucking place to meet?

I don't like Chinese.

How are you doing, Sir?

How are you, Gajju?

- Good, Sir. - Two by four tom yum.

Yes, Sir.

- Chicken fried rice and Manchurian. - Right, Sir.

Hey, hello. We'll order our own food.

But you don't like Chinese.

Excuse me, where's the washroom?

- Over there, Sir. - Already feeling the pressure, huh?

Deepak, keep an eye on him.

Otherwise, do what Zorawar asked you to do.

If you have the balls that is.

Want me to order something else?

It's alright, guys.

Keep calm and enjoy your food.

Shit!

Bastard doesn't like Chinese.

Gajju.

So you are saying inconsequential to Zaheer's death,

this attack was on their radar?

Hmm.

Who apart from us knew that this office is a unit of RAW?

What?

Your words remind me of the story of a kid

who'd sleep under a blanket whenever scared.

He thought,

if he can't see the ghost then the ghost can't see him either.

I think we should meet more often.

I like hanging out with you.

For those who always have their lives on line,

meet often is just an ambition not a desire they can't afford.

Amazing.

Well said.

Why Mr. Bakshi, you thought I won't show up for the feast?

How about some privacy?

She can leave if she wants to.

I am here only to talk to you.

She is one of us, she'll understand.

Right?

It doesn't mention two people.

I know what happened to Ashwini.

Where is Riyaaz?

I don't know what you are talking about.

Well, I am no poet so I tend to fall short of words.

Seems like I'll have to use the methods I know best.