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Shoaib! Come quickly!
So, ladies and gentlemen,
prepare yourselves for a magical grand finale!
I swear on God Almighty,
if this magic does not leave you stunned,
then this magician Zafar will quit his craft right here and now!
I present to you, the most enthralling and captivating magic of this evening!
Right before your eyes,
a living, breathing child will vanish.
Poof... disappear!
This is not an ordinary box.
This is a door to the heavens!
Go on. Does anyone want to try it?
Does anyone want to try it?
Go ahead. Does anyone here want to try it?
Assalamu alaikum, listeners,
in today's special report, we will be focusing on
Baramulla's ex-MLA Ansari's son Shoaib Ansari's kidnapping
which took place last week during a magic show.
For now, the police have taken Magician Zafar Mansoor into custody.
There are also reports that the famous and controversial DSP Ridwaan Sayyed,
has been transferred from Reasi to Baramulla,
- specifically for the investigation. - Can I say something, sir?
- Up until now the police... - This man doesn't look like a kidnapper.
You don't look like a cop either.
That is why I am still alive, sir.
It must have been an animal, sir.
Ayaan, Ayaan, please be careful. Ayaan, careful!
Ayaan! What...
The house is a bit old, sir,
but it was fixed up just a few months ago.
- I can see that. - It's an antique, sir.
Who uses landlines these days?
I will get it fixed tomorrow, sir.
This is Iqbal, sir. He will be staying with you.
He knows every single corner of this house.
It might be a little difficult to speak to him,
but he can communicate with signs.
Please put this in the kitchen.
Is everything okay?
Ex-MLA Ansari's son was kidnapped a week ago.
The kidnapper is in your custody. Did he say anything?
Inspector Shaukat Ali. Welcome to Baramulla, sir.
- That was a nice welcome. - Move them back!
- Yes, sir. - Your cabin, sir.
- Where is the lock-up? - This way, sir.
- The statements of the witnesses? - There are multiple eye witnesses.
We have confiscated everything along with the evidence. This way, sir.
- Forensic report? - We have received it. It's a match.
The hair found in the box belongs to the child
All right.
It is an open-and-shut case, sir.
The culprit is already in custody.
You mean suspect, right?
Prime suspect, sir.
Zafar Mansoor, he lives in Palhallan.
He performs his antics at local fairs.
Did you check his permit?
He has been doing all of his shows illegally since last year.
He hasn't said anything yet.
Just give us a little more time,
we will make him talk.
Hey! Why are you doing makeup? Sir doesn't have so much time.
I present to you,
the most enthralling and captivating magic of this evening!
This is not an ordinary box.
This is a door to the heavens!
Go on. Does anyone want to try it?
Are there any volunteers?
Child, come here.
What is your name?
Shoaib Ansari.
A big round of applause for Mr. Shoaib!
Look into my eyes.
Has the kohl gotten smudged?
Now say it along with me!
Powers of the magical box!
- Make this child disappear! - Make this child disappear!
- Show us your miracle! - Show us your miracle!
He's making a fool of us.
If you are not lying, then...
Open it.
Believe me, sir.
I did not kidnap the child.
These people are trying to frame me!
Two hearts, ten tongues and twelve faces!
That is how these people from Baramulla are!
They can lie and cheat anyone!
Motherfucker, you're lying in front of sir!
Shaukat.
- Lying in front of sir! - Shaukat!
You cannot be serious, sir.
I only joke with my wife.
That, too, only once or twice a year.
Can I say something, sir?
Not every case is that complicated.
This case wouldn't be complicated either,
if we could find the scissors.
Do you see this?
You see how cleanly it was cut?
And without scissors...
Impossible.
But, sir, why have we still not received a ransom call?
And where did this kidnapper come from and where did he go?
Kidnapper. Gone.
Disappeared.
Not every kidnapping is about the ransom.
Ansari sahab is a former MLA right?
I am sure he has a lot of enemies.
We need to meet him.
He is new. Transferred here especially for this case.
He will definitely go meet Ansari.
Go there and figure out what he is thinking.
One second.
Bhai Juneid,
I told you
we should not go after big crops.
Bhaijaan chooses the crops.
Our job is to just do the farming.
That's good.
To become friends with children,
you need to look like a child.
Ayaan! Dinner is served, Son.
Thank you.
What was that?
Iqbal Chacha taught me...
"Thank you."
Wow, wonderful.
Ammi, we need Wi-Fi.
There is no network here, the range is terrible.
Yes, we will get it. We just got here. We will install it in a few days.
Even the geyser in my room isn't working!
Will I have to bathe in cold water, now?
My room smells like a dog.
Is there a dog here?
If there was one, we would hear it bark.
Noorie... Noorie... Noorie! Noorie!
What was the need to talk to Noorie like that?
Okay, I won't talk to her again.
No!
Talk to her. Please talk to her.
She still hasn't gotten over what happened to her friend in Reasi.
Iqbal Chacha?
Ayaan! I will give you a tight slap! You always do this!
Stop! You always do this.
Ayaan, I won't let you get away with this today. Come here.
- Come here! You always do this! - What happened?
- Ammi, move. I will give you tight slaps. - Noorie! Noorie!
Noorie! What?
He ruined my hair.
Ayaan! Ammi, tell him.
Ayaan, stop messing around.
Ouch! That's enough, stop it.
I spared you because of Ammi today.
If you do that again, I won't spare you.
Just wait until I make friends, then you will come running after me.
Friends?
Which friends?
Saqib!
Saqib! Look at this.
Noorie. Noorie!
Noorie!
Noorie! Iqbal, keep an eye on Ayaan.
Noorie!
Let's go. Hurry up.
Noorie.
You said this wouldn't happen again.
Noorie!
INFIDEL
Ansari sahab.
Did you find Shoaib?
No, sir.
So, you came here empty-handed,
DSP Sayyed Ridwaan Shafi.
Actually, I came here to speak to you.
In private.
You can say what you want right here.
There have been new revelations in this case.
I wanted to know if you suspected anyone.
Any political rivalries or personal enmities--
Right now, they are all in front of me.
I don't know if anyone has any issues with me secretly.
Sir, we are only here to help you.
To help me?
The kidnapper is in your custody
and instead of asking him where my son is, you are standing here interrogating me!
Sir, this is not an interrogation.
Just procedure.
We need a few details from you.
You need some details?
Sure, take them down.
Shoaib is my only son.
He was kidnapped from the street in broad daylight.
And ever since he was kidnapped, his mother hasn't eaten anything.
Not a single bite!
I am sick myself.
I still haven't received a ransom call.
But I don't think I will inform you, even if I do get it.
I will pay the ransom amount and bring my son home safe and sound.
If I rely on you, I am afraid
Shoaib will face the same fate as the school--
Those are all the details.
Anything else?
Sir, don't you think he was acting a bit weird?
Get me more information on them.
When did he click this?
Khalid, Juneid,
get ready for the next farming.
I have chosen the crop to reap.
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
Move back!
Step away from the barricade or we will have to use pellet guns.
You are being warned.
We are warning all of you.
We will be forced to clear the crowd with pellet guns.
Step away! Step away!
Akbar, come in.
The kid in front of you.
The one wearing a purple sweater. Move.
Run, Faisal!
Run!
Hey! Hey!
Let go of my brother. Let him go.
Hey, stop!
- Where are you going? - You go from here.
Come back here!
Don't make me run on this snow! Stop!
Hey, boy!
Hey, stop. Stop!
Be careful. That bridge is not stable!
Faisal!
Hurry up! Mother is looking for us!
She hasn't come out of her room all day.
Iqbal.
Give me that.
Give it to me.
Sir, these are Shoaib's friends, Usmaan and Ashfaq.
We used to play together on the brigade grounds.
His driver would pick him up in a big Mercedes.
At first, he used to take us on rides too.
He doesn't anymore?
No, he had a fight with Usmaan.
Tell them, Usmaan.
He would curse at me.
Really disgusting words.
He would say that, "You are the son of an infidel dog."
He also used to say, "I will send you on the bus to hell."
That was when he made a new friend.
New friend? Did he study in this school?
Shoaib never told us his name.
No one has seen him.
Zainab ji, you were Shoaib's teacher, right?
- Yes. - How was his performance in class?
He was a talented kid.
Good in his studies, active in sports.
For this to happen to Ansari sahab
it fills me with grief.
He has done a lot for this school.
What do you mean?
He is a trustee here.
Without his help, this school would have shut down long ago.
Usmaan said Shoaib had changed.
He had started cursing.
He used to call Usmaan an infidel.
Actually, sir, Usmaan is the son of a surrendered militant.
He used to work for your people.
- Parvez Dar? - That's right.
He was taken from his sister's wedding last year and killed by militants.
I am sure you know better than me,
what the people here think about the police.
We just try to make sure
that the children aren't affected by all this.
But children learn what they see others doing.
If you need any help from me to find Shoaib,
I will be more than happy to help.
Thank you.
- Don't look. - Noorie.
Noorie!
Was that your father?
No.
Thank you.
But, Ammi, if there is no dog here,
then why does Chacha Iqbal go to the storeroom with fish and rice?
Child, it's a new place.
Everyone has their own rituals.
I am sure it must be a belief that Iqbal has.
But I can smell a dog!
What do I do about that?
Then how about you sleep in Ayaan's room?
- I will give you a tight slap! - Noorie.
Is that better?
Did you make any friends?
- Can I tell you a secret? - What?
When I was your age,
I would share my dolls.
And because of that, I could make friends easily.
- Because sharing is... - Caring.
Good night.
Hello?
My name is Ayaan.
What is your name?
Do you live in this house?
We can share these seashells.
Will you be my friend?
Faisal, you have to go deeper.
That's how you will catch more water chestnuts.
Faisal...
Faisal.
For God's sake, please find my child.
This kidnapping has definitely not happened for money.
Saleem, what did you find out?
It's daylight robbery, sir.
They want 200 for the water chestnuts.
Sorry, sir.
Sir, Faisal's brother and mother don't know anything.
There is one thing, sir.
Shoaib and Faisal studied in the same school.
You know, Blooming Petals.
Faisal was admitted through the quota for the needy.
And, yes, a constable saw this kid pelting stones in the Kanli Bagh area.
Are you sure it was this kid?
Yes, sir. He even followed him.
Who is the local organizer for stone peltings here?
It is a guy named Afzal, sir.
Hello, Chacha, how are you?
Yes, Afzal. I am good.
Does that take care of my tab?
Yes, my boy.
See you later.
Bhaijaan sent me.
A message and a reward.
Afzal, my boy!
It's me, Maqsood Chacha.
You dropped 500 rupees.
I came here to return it.
Hurry up. There is no one at the shop.
Afzal, my boy?
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
There is no one at the shop. I am running late. Please hurry.
- Check there. - Yes, sir.
How did they locate Afzal?
We don't know, Bhaijaan.
But the police is on high alert.
Continuing our task is dangerous.
We have received orders and money from the other side.
There is no turning back.
You only have seven days, Juneid.
No matter what,
the target should not get away.
- Yes, Bhaijaan. - Keep an eye on the DSP.
Keep an eye on his weak spot.
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
Noorie! Noorie! What is wrong?
Ridwaan! Ridwaan! Ridwaan!
Noorie? Noorie! Ridwaan!
There is an EpiPen in my drawer, hurry up and fetch it!
Noorie, Ammi is here. Hurry up!
Yes, that's it. Just one second, child.
Did you check the attic?
You saw me do it.
It's pointless.
What do you mean?
I mean, you know Noorie never liked this place, right?
- No one can fake such a reaction. - I never said the reaction was fake.
The reaction is real.
But it's also possible
that she knowingly brought
something into the house that triggered the reaction.
Gulnaar.
Dog saliva.
We are in, sir.
But there is only one clip on this.
The clip is named "Bhaijaan."
"Bhaijaan"?
Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim.
B2P2S-6B-9.
B2P2S-6A-14.
B2P2S-5B-22.
B2P2S-7A-2.
B2P2S-7B-31.
B2P2S-5A-26.
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
Sir, I think this is some kind of code.
B2P2S...
Sir, Shoaib and Faisal studied in the same school.
Baramulla Blooming Petal Public School.
Hurry up and give me Shoaib's ID card.
Standard 5th.
Division B.
Sir, roll number 22.
Sir, why are they kidnapping the kids one by one?
They could have taken them all together.
And, sir, I still don't understand one thing.
What is the reason behind cutting off some of their hair?
Not every case is that complicated. Isn't that so?
Noorie?
Noorie. Noorie!
Ammi! Ammi!
Ammi! Ammi, please open the door!
Noorie?
Noorie.
Noorie!
This news should not get out under any circumstances.
- Found the phone? - Searched the whole house,
we couldn't find it anywhere.
Trace it as soon as possible.
And from tomorrow onwards,
I want a constable standing near the school 24/7.
If she is allowed to go to her friend's house, then why not me?
Because you are still too young, Son.
And young children listen to their parents, right?
Iqbal Chacha is waiting downstairs. Go eat your food.
Go.
I promise. I will bring her back.
But how, sir? Noorie's name was not even on the list.
- Then how... - Bhaijaan.
Bhaijaan is behind all of this.
They are scared,
which means we are on the right track.
Sir, sir. Sir, he wants to say something.
Yes, Iqbal?
He saw Noorie in the morning.
Noorie?
She was with a boy.
He wasn't from her school. He was an outsider.
You... You saw his face right?
Can you recognize the boy?
Was his nose bigger?
Sir, Zainab madam is waiting outside.
Here are the attendance records you asked for.
Noorie didn't come to school today.
Is everything okay?
She's feeling a bit under the weather.
I had a note sent to school.
Yes.
In this recording, you can hear a young terrorist
crying in his final moments
expressing his wish to see his mother one last time.
Mother.
You didn't need to come all the way here.
I could have sent someone.
Forgive me,
but the police visiting the school so regularly
creates problems.
I understand.
No, DSP sir.
You don't.
Out of 35, only 19 kids were present in my class today.
Maybe there will be even fewer tomorrow.
There are weird messages being forwarded on WhatsApp.
Families are scared.
- There is a growing fear amongst parents. - Look.
We are doing the best we can.
Sir, the sketch is ready.
Any lead on the kids?
Why don't you take a look and tell me if you have seen him before.
Seen him around school or anywhere else.
No, but if you want, I can speak to the staff about this.
Please. It would be a huge help.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
This is a list of their names. Check it properly.
I saw him at Ansari's house.
Sir, do you think Mr. Ansari will cooperate?
Did you receive a ransom call?
If you haven't,
then you will receive one in a few years.
And that won't be for Mr. Ansari saab,
it will be for you.
He will be facing death,
and he will call you begging and pleading, and you won't be able to help him.
Shoaib is not a militant.
He isn't one today.
But he can become one tomorrow.
If we don't stop him.
This isn't just about Shoaib,
it's about every single innocent child in Kashmir.
Do you recognize him?
Khalid.
Khalid Dar.
He would gather all the kids and teach them the word of God.
He used to meet Shoaib quite often.
They had a very deep friendship.
At the start, he would teach them the importance of charity.
But then one day...
Shoaib!
Let me see.
What... How did this happen?
Where were you?
I was with bhai Khalid.
Khalid?
What were you doing there?
Tell me.
- How did you get this wound? - Ammi! I am fine!
I am ready!
You are ready?
What are you ready for?
"Don't dream of rivers. No, I won't."
"Don't fear the bullets. No, I won't." "Will you be a policeman? No, I won't."
"Will you be a teacher? No, I won't."
"Be like Riyaaz. Yes, I shall."
"Be like Burhan. Yes, I shall."
Khalid had turned him into a stone pelter.
Does Ansari saab know about this?
Saab, Khalid is the local handler in this area.
We have surrounded the house from the back side.
But no visual confirmation. Be careful, sir. Over.
Copy, Shaukat.
All clear, sir.
One mission, one goal.
One dream. Freedom.
What about those who get in the way of freedom and religion?
They are infidels.
And what happens to infidels?
Those who do not follow Islam have no right to live.
And your father?
Noorie?
Your father.
DSP Ridwaan Shafi Sayyed.
My father is a traitor.
He is a slave to those Indians.
I hate him.
I am ready. Maqsad-e-Azadi.
Noorie.
Ridwaan.
This house belonged to Pandits.
I have seen the shadows of a woman wearing dejhoor.
The cupboard in our room,
there is a temple back there.
I could hear Noorie's phone ringing in that temple.
What if Noorie's disappearance is connected to these shadows?
Gulnaar.
You desperately need rest.
You get rest,
I will bring my daughter Noorie back.
"My daughter"?
What did you say?
Say it.
Just say what you want to say!
I am not your constable, DSP Ridwaan Sayyed.
Do not raise your voice at me!
So what should I do?
Tell me. What should I do?
Do you want me to drop my investigation
and start chasing ghosts?
- Will that bring our Noorie back? - Don't you dare!
She is my daughter.
Is she not my daughter?
And since you know Noorie so well...
Did you even know what was happening behind this door?
Do you have any idea?
Our daughter
wanted to become a militant!
Where were you, Ridwaan?
Where were you?
Where were you when Noorie needed you?
How many times did I ask you to talk to her?
Maybe she could have been saved.
You made a huge mistake.
That day in Reasi, you killed two children, not one.
And the second one was my daughter Noorie!
And the child you brought back wasn't my Noorie.
I... I want...
the Noorie I had before Reasi.
I... I want my daughter back!
Surrender.
Put down your weapons and return the children safe and sound.
Basit?
Why aren't any of you answering?
Abbu.
We have received full payment from the ISI.
We cannot go back on our word, Juneid.
I know. But the police is currently on high alert.
They have their eyes on all of the crops.
Plus, Khalid has gone underground.
- If you could give me one more week... - I have chosen a new crop myself.
Mamu?
Mamu!
Mamu.
Here. Keep this.
Are we leaving, Mamu?
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
The valleys that sing lullabies and the snowy mountaintops.
Ayaan, where did you hear this?
But Ammi, if there is no dog here,
then why does Iqbal Chacha go to the storeroom with fish and rice?
What is going on here?
Tell me.
Iqbal!
Where is Noorie?
No, I am not going anywhere. Tell me. Tell me.
Who is this plate for?
Who?
Who are you talking about?
Who? Someone lives here?
A tradition? It's a tradition?
What? What is this tradition?
If you don't place this here, you can't fall asleep?
Why not?
You hear it? What? What do you hear?
Bhajan?
What? No, no, no, Iqbal...
I want to understand. No, Iqbal!
I want to understand! Please explain!
Iqbal... Iqbal!
When the minds and hearts
of the most innocent souls were poisoned...
the cries of the valley, liberated the shadows
and gave us the boon to protect them all!
Iqbal? Iqbal. Iqbal!
Please help me.
I want to meet Noorie... Please.
Shoaib.
Faisal.
Noorie. Noorie.
Yassir!
Yassir! Where have you gone?
Noorie, it's Ammi. Noorie, it's Ammi!
Noorie! Noorie.
Saleem, come in.
- Yes, sir. - Khalid was caught crossing the border.
Will they demand an answer from DSP sir?
You will use your strength, and I will use my bravery!
Look at the video, you son of a bitch! Look!
That's your voice right? You made this, didn't you?
Speak up, bastard. What do you see?
I can see the mission
but I don't see the video.
All I see is heaven.
Protect me, Mother!
Bastards, bringing shame to the whole religion.
...and Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah!
Protect me, Mother!
Piece of shit!
You won't speak. Will you?
Have it your way.
Wait a minute.
I will tell you! I will tell you, sir. I will tell you!
I will tell you everything.
Sir? Sir...
Gulnaar Madam is outside. Please come out.
DSP Ridwaan! Resign!
What were you doing with those people?
If someone had seen you, do you have any idea how...
What else should I do?
You don't check my messages or pick up my calls,
nor do you come home.
You spend all day at the police station.
Ridwaan, listen.
I saw Noorie.
Maqsad-e-Azadi.
It's an underground operation.
Their camp is in Kangan.
Children are picked to go to Pakistan for Jihad.
Bhaijaan calls it farming.
I've never heard about this "farming" before.
It's been happening in Syria and Afghanistan for years.
It's new here in Kashmir.
These CIA people,
they call it diaper militancy.
If a child is indoctrinated at this age,
then he will never betray the cause.
Then these young mujahids
will bring about a glorious future for Kashmir.
They will continue this war.
Gulnaar, that boy is currently in our custody,
we caught him. The boy who took Noorie.
But Noorie hasn't even been kidnapped.
She isn't even here. Only her shadow exists.
Who is Bhaijaan?
No one has ever seen or heard Bhaijaan.
Then who the fuck do you report to?
My area commander. Bhai Juneid.
Have you ever wondered, why kids are disappearing from boxes and lakes?
Noorie's reaction, Ayaan's drawings,
the temple behind the wall, these are all connected.
We should find out what happened in that house!
It's happening all over Kashmir. Nothing happened in that house!
Oh, God! Why don't you understand?
- Noorie is stuck there! - Where?
Tell me where?
Where is Noorie?
Shoaib and Faisal, where are they?
You don't have them?
You dumbfuck! You were doing the farming,
how would we have them?
Sir, I don't have Noorie. I have no idea.
Faisal and Shoaib were kidnapped before we could even do anything!
That is why we were suspicious of the forces, sir!
The first harvest will take place today!
No... No, listen to me.
Wait. Why don't you understand? Ridwaan!
I know which child will be taken next.
Bhai Juneid's nephew.
Yassir.
Yassir!
Yassir.
I will shoot you!
Just stop, Yassir.
Yassir, lower your gun.
I will shoot you!
I have put down my gun.
Lower your gun.
I don't want to go to jail.
You won't go to jail. No one is going to jail.
I promise you won't go to jail. Yassir, lower your gun.
You want to go back to your mother, don't you?
- Don't you? - Yes.
Lower your gun.
Lower your...
Yassir!
The police is fooling us.
They took Yassir from right under our noses.
- We need to do something, Bhaijaan. - Don't be hasty.
Khalid has been captured.
You should go underground for a few days.
I will handle the rest.
Iqbal.
Iqbal, why is she not coming?
Ayaan, go to your room.
Ayaan.
What is your name?
Eela.
Eela Sapru.
Who else lived with you?
Father,
Mother,
my brother Sharad...
and our dog, Sheru.
What happened to all of you?
Betrayal.
Who betrayed you?
Tell me their name, Eela.
Tell me, Eela.
Eela, who betrayed you?
I don't think this is right.
Who betrayed you?
Eela, try to remember!
- This one. This one. This one. - He is bleeding!
Ayaan! Ayaan!
- Ayaan, Ammi is here. - Check who it is.
You will be fine. Ayaan!
- Ayaan! Yes, you're fine, my son. - Ammi...
"Remember for your deeds, O Indian spies, your beheading will be
the ultimate price."
When did you get this?
When I was returning home from school today,
this was stuck on my door.
Sir, I tried calling you many times.
It was out of network.
Since it was an urgent matter, I thought it would be best to bring her here.
Ridwaan, I have dressed the wound.
Gulnaar, this is Zainab.
She is Noorie's teacher.
There was a man roaming around the school yesterday.
He even handed a parcel to a student.
But I couldn't see his face.
Call Shaukat.
Look, you should stay at home for a few days.
And don't be afraid.
I will send a constable to keep an eye on you 24/7.
Sir, there is no network.
Jamaal!
- Jamaal! - Yes, sir?
What is wrong with the street light?
Gulnaar!
A...Ammi!
Down! Everyone get down!
Gulnaar!
Ayaan?
- Ayaan? Is Ayaan safe? - Yes.
They are closing in, sir. It's nine to ten militants.
Gulnaar, Ayaan. Stay with Saleem, okay? Saleem.
- Go! - Let's go.
Everyone upstairs! Go, go, go...
Ashfaq!
Ammi! Ammi! Ammi!
Ammi!
Ammi! Abbu!
Ammi!
Take Ayaan and leave! Go!
Saleem, are you okay?
Can you see them? Did you look upstairs?
Yes.
Yes, tell me.
Sharad is not at your house either?
No, he hasn't returned yet.
You already know what is going on outside.
Let me know as soon as you hear something.
Pandits, be warned!
Either leave the valley, convert your faith, or prepare to die.
Convert, leave or die.
- Aunty? - Yes.
Are you leaving forever?
No, it's nothing like that.
There have been growing reports of violence all over the valley.
Last night, 40 homes of Kashmiri Pandits were burnt down.
Thousands of Pandit families have been forced to leave Kashmir.
Let's hurry up and leave, Doctor saab, things look very dire.
Rafeeq, we have to wait for the police. The curfew will start soon.
The police cannot help us, Doctor saab!
Sharad isn't back yet, I won't leave without him!
Someone shot down Raina sahab in broad daylight. Why don't you understand?
You... You should go home now, okay?
Your mother must be waiting for you.
Okay. Hurry up, come on.
Kashmir is going to become Pakistan!
What unites us and Pakistan? We only believe in Allah!
Rafeeq, fine.
Hurry up and get our things.
Okay.
Eela, stop crying, my child.
Come on, that's enough. Don't cry.
Your hair will grow back, right?
Let's go. We still have to pack Sharad's clothes, right?
Come on, let's go.
Eela...
Let's go, Eela.
You wait here. I will go check.
- Let's go, Eela. - Let's go.
Eela...
I don't think you heard the slogans properly.
Convert, leave or die.
This is my house.
You can't just barge in here like this.
How dare you hit the good doctor!
Get him.
Don't interfere. Don't you know what happens to Indian spies?
Doctor sahab is not a spy!
Who else is in this house?
I... I am here alone.
Everyone else has already left.
I am telling you there is no one at home!
Believe me. There is no one here!
Trust me. There is no one else!
They all left for Jammu. Just listen to me, please.
Om namah Shivay...
Papa!
Let go! Let go of us!
Let go! Sheru!
Sheru! Sheru!
Ma...
It will all be okay, my child.
It will all be fine.
Ma, Papa?
Your father is fine. He is okay.
- Sheru... - Sheru is safe too. Everyone is safe.
It will all be okay.
Ma, your leg...
Aunty? Aunty?
Didn't you go home?
Come in.
They are hiding here!
They are right here!
Get them!
They are hiding here.
Go, get in.
- Ma, no. Ma, please... - Just stop it, please.
Now stay silent, okay.
- Ma! - Shut up. Shut up.
No matter what happens, you will not step out.
Hold this. You will be fine.
You will live.
Do you understand?
Shut up. Shut up. Don't make a sound.
Ma! Ma, please...
Now that the golden days have passed
A long, dark night has arrived
But...
Do not be afraid You are not alone
Since you have all of them with you
Who?
The valleys that sing lullabies
And the snowy mountaintops
Those chinar leaves
That have stories to tell...
There is the Pandit's wife.
- Where is the little girl? Tell me! - There is no one here. Don't move forward.
Tell me. Where is the little girl?
Where are you hiding her?
Where is the little girl?
I am asking you.
- Where is the little girl? - Don't move forward.
Just tell me where is the little girl!
She must be hiding nearby.
Where is the little girl?
- Leave me! Leave me! - Where is the little girl?
Ma! Ma! Ma!
Ma!
Where is Yassir?
Iqbal Chacha! Iqbal Chacha!
Iqbal Chacha!
Iqbal Chacha...
Never again!
Juneid Lone, we know you are inside.
Surrender!
You will be given every opportunity to defend yourself under Indian law.
Juneid, leave inside and come out.
You can't escape. Otherwise, we'll have to come in.
I am giving you advice, Juneid.
Come out, Juneid.
You are surrounded on all sides.
Come out, Juneid.
There is no need for that. Let her go.
Lower your weapons.
Or she will lose her life.
This is your final warning.
Shut up!
Make one mistake, and an innocent person will die.
Lower your weapons.
Give me space to leave.
Juneid, let her go.
We will not hurt you.
No one has ever seen or heard Bhaijaan.
They are hiding here.
Get them.
Betrayal.
They are hiding here.
It was always her...