What do you think?
Did he really kill his father?
How would I know?
He does look like a criminal, though.
Look at his face.
He looks like a monkey.
-Idiot! -Right.
These shows are rigged anyway.
Just like your cricket match.
-Really? -Yes.
Stop taunting me.
I'm not taunting you. I'm telling you the truth.
Why don't you stop watching it if it's rigged?
Come on!
I watch it for Shilpa!
She's so pretty!
Shilpa's mine.
Really?
-I love her song! -Which one?
The beautiful maiden...
-Has stolen my heart -Has stolen my heart
-Mom! -Baby!
-Cyril! -Samarth!
When did you get here?
The news said some baby boy's having a birthday soon.
I got him a gift. Do you know who the birthday boy is?
That's me!
My birthday is coming up in four days!
Are you throwing a grand party?
Will you get me a gift?
Will you give me some cake?
-Here's some cake! -Here's your gift.
This is not a gift!
This is not a cake either!
Little brat!
You want a gift, do you? You want a gift?
Samarth, be careful! Don't drop him.
Samarth! Samarth!
Cyril!
It's my birthday!
-My birthday! -Samarth!
-Really? -Yeah!
Samarth, be careful. Samarth!
Samarth, where's the patient?
Oh, my God!
We need a doctor here, immediately!
Anju!
Oxygen! Samarth, go get the oxygen!
Shit!
Samarth, you have to help me!
Come on.
Samarth, we need you. Okay?
Please come help me!
Ma'am, that's Anju.
-It's Cyril's birth-- -Get the mask.
It's Cyril's birthday.
We need to leave early.
-Be quick, ma'am. -Yeah.
-Quick! Quick! -Okay.
-Give me the NS, quick! -Yes.
-Get O-positive blood. One unit. -Did you get the fish fry?
Did you get the fish fry, Anju?
Did you get it or should I?
And what about the cake?
-We need to leave, ma'am. -It's a sucking chest wound.
-Help me. Lift her up. -Yes.
-It's Cyril's birthday. -We need to check the airway.
-We need to leave, now! -No exit wound. Move!
We have no option.
The airway is blocked. Pulse's dropping.
-Ma'am, please do something. -Shit! We need to clear the airway.
-Anju! -Go, get the intubation tubes!
We'll go home together. Cyril will wait for us.
Anju, we'll be home soon.
-Ma'am, please do something. -Samarth!
Get the hydrogel patch ready, okay?
And get me a couple of chest tubes.
Yes, she's doing it. Hold on!
-We've to start draining now. -Please hold on.
-Shit. -Anju!
She doesn't have time. She doesn't have time!
Where the hell is everybody?
She doesn't have time.
Okay?
Go, get Dr. Kaushik.
Now, Samarth!
Dr. Kaushik.
Dr. Kaushik!
-Dr. Kaushik... -Wait a minute!
-Vidya, move. Dr. Kaushik... -Samarth!
Samarth, he's in the middle of something!
She'll die! Please come with me!
-I'm coming, Samarth. -Come right now!
Mirza, go get me the stats of the patient.
She's not just any patient!
It's Anju out there.
Keswani, Romani, where the hell are you guys?
Mirza...
go get me the diagnosis.
Sir, how can I do it--
Talk less and work more! Move!
Hey, come on! Aren't you listening?
Come on. Come. Come with me.
She's out here.
Here...
look!
-Take a look. -Take this.
Chitra wanted these chest tubes. Here they are!
-Go on, do it! -Go!
-Quick! Anju! -Come on!
What are you staring at? Do something!
-Anju, we'll go to Cyril's party. -Quick!
Hey, do something!
-Is the IV attached? -Yes, I've done it.
-Okay, Mirza? -Yes?
-Mirza! Get me the f*****g stats! -Yes, sir.
-Loudly, Mirza. I'm waiting. -Yes, sir.
We'll be home soon.
Louder, Mirza! I can't hear you!
Sucking chest wound, left side. No exit wound. Weak pulse.
Okay. Okay.
-Drain all the fluids around the lungs. -It's already there, sir.
Okay, Mirza...
you know what to do. Make it!
It's already prepped. Just make the incision okay?
Yeah, scalpel.
Yes, we'll be home soon.
Mirza, I'm waiting for you!
Incision done, sir!
Good. Listen carefully, Mirza!
Insert the chest tube. Exactly two and a half inches.
Drain all the excess fluid from the chest area.
Hold on, dear.
Hold on.
Are you done, Mirza?
The blood is not-- Nothing is coming out, sir.
Move, move, move!
Shit!
Shit! She has started bleeding into the pleural cavity.
What the f**k did you do?
-That's not my fault! -Kaushik, we need to take her inside.
Get her inside. Now!
Go! Go!
Come on, Anju!
-Samarth, move! -Vidya! Over here!
I have no pulse. Move!
Samarth, move!
One, two, three...
Anju!
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight...
One...
two...
three...
four...
five.
I'm going to open her up.
-Sir... -Need to give her a heart massage! Move!
Move, Kaushik.
Move!
Time of death, 9:48 p.m.
What are you saying, sir?
She's alright, sir!
Anju! Anju!
It's her son's birthday, we have to go!
Do something, there are so many doctors here!
Do something, please! Do something.
Please do something! Anju!
Anju, it's Cyril's birthday! Please do something!
Anju!
Anju! Anju!
The bodies haven't stopped coming in.
Let's get back to work.
These attacks, earlier reported to be gang wars,
now seem to be something bigger.
Our sources tell us that this could be a terrorist attack.
These attacks which started at the Leopold Cafe,
for now, have been restricted to Colaba and neighboring areas.
But, as of now, it is difficult to estimate the severity of these attacks.
Dr. Pranabh Parekh, ladies and gentlemen.
One of the leading oncologists of our country.
Let's have a look at some of his achievements.
We're grateful to have amongst us such a stellar doctor.
For all the lives you've saved and even more...
What do you mean by "Hold the guests?" I can't force them.
-They'll ask questions. -We don't know the situation yet.
Lock the doors?
Rudro, are you crazy? What the hell is happening down there?
Just stay put.
Copy that.
Someone fired a gun downstairs.
Some mad person has a gun.
Yeah, I heard it as well. I assumed they were firecrackers.
Let's just keep serving them food and drinks, okay?
Let's not make a scene.
Act normal.
My dear friend, ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome Dr. Pranabh Parekh.
Thank you, uncle! Thank you.
Vidya...
are you alright?
Yes, I am fine.
How are you doing?
I'm doing well.
-Are you concentrating on your work? -Yes, sister.
Did you have your dinner?
Yes, I did.
What the hell are you people doing?
Make way for the patients!
-Can't you people see? -Please look after Samarth.
-I need to go, alright? -Yes, don't worry.
-One by one! -And, go grab a bite.
-Come on! Quick! -Yes.
Hey! Hey!
Hey, driver!
-Get your car out of here! -Mr. Samarth...
-want some? -Come in.
Easy. Easy.
Come on.
India won the match today. Did you watch it?
The store on the next block had a party.
A guy gave me a gift.
How is the gift?
A gift?
Shit! I didn't inform Anju's family.
Jacob and Cyril must be waiting for her.
Samarth...
what's wrong?
Anju got me this money, from her savings.
How do I repay her?
Hello?
Hello? Anju?
Hello?
-Jacob... -Yeah, it's Jacob. Where's Anju?
-Jacob... -Hello?
-Yeah?
-Hello, Jacob? -Yes, Jacob here.
My name is Chitra Das.
I'm the Social Services Director for Bombay General Hospital.
Yes, ma'am?
Can you...
Can you come to the hospital?
Yeah--
What's-- What's wrong?
-Well-- -Hello?
Please try and get here as soon as possible.
Yes, I'll be there.
Trainee Sujata! Come here quickly! Come look at this patient.
-Don't waste your time on one patient! -Yeah, sorry, I'm coming.
The stitches are done.
Please look after her. I'll be back.
I'm a doctor.
Thank you for informing me. May we please help the patient?
-Why do you call me a trainee? -Show me your ID.
-What? -Show me your ID.
What does it say?
Sujata Ajawale.
T-R-A-I-N-E-E! Trainee!
Junior Resident!
The patient could lose her life by the time we complete our pointless argument.
Please help her and stop this nonsense.
Come on! Be quick!
Designations are all they care about.
Ms. Diya, standing here won't help people, right?
Why don't you please do your job?
Can't you see what's happening here?
-Sorry, sorry. -Come on, quick!
Show me the report.
I don't need your help.
-The bullet must have hit her artery-- -I don't need your help!
Just get lost! Bloody "Ms. India."
Hey!
Ma'am, I'm going to put an oxygen mask on you to help you breathe better.
Can you please tell me your blood group?
O--
Po--
Nurse! O-positive, now, now. Please arrange.
-Where am I? -Ma'am.
Ma'am, this is the Bombay General Hospital. You'll be fine.
You'll be fine, ma'am. Please, please relax.
-Ma'am, relax. -Relax.
My husband...
Palace... Hotel... call...
-Call my husband! -Ma'am, please--
Where is my husband?
-Yes, we'll call him. Please, calm down. -Please, call my husband!
-Hey! What are you doing? -Call my husband!
Are these patients from the Palace Hotel?
Call my husband!
Tell me, damn it! Are they all from Palace Hotel?
Hello?
One minute, Sachin. I can't hear you.
Where are you?
Where the hell are you, Mansi?
I've been waiting outside Leopold for half an hour.
There's a change of plan.
There's a shootout happening at the Palace Hotel.
What?
A shootout at the Palace Hotel?
Bloody hell. What the hell is happening?
Just stay there, I'll be there as soon as I can.
-Hello! Hello! Listen! -What is it?
Just tell me one thing.
I'm pretty sure I know the answer.
Have you informed Mallika about your "change of plans"?
Stop wasting your time.
Mallika cares about the story and not the location.
Just get the OB van here.
I knew it. I'm on my way.
Hey, stop! Where do you think you're going?
I'm a reporter. I'll lose my job!
-Please, let me in. -No! No!
-Stop right there! -Hey, Wagle! Wagle!
-Please, stay back! -Wagle!
What's happening? Is it a terrorist attack?
I cannot tell you anything right now.
Ma'am, please stay away from the barricades. Rane! Clear the crowd.
Get them out of here.
Move!
Shit! Shit! Aman!
Seal those doors. Nobody leaves, okay?
Shireen, call security right now.
-I'm getting the same messages. -Aryan, seal those doors right now!
Ma'am, it's not confirmed.
We don't know exactly what is happening. And we can't let anyone out
until we have some confirmed news.
Everyone...
Everyone, please just stay calm.
Okay?
-Sachin? Sachin! -The gunshots have been heard,
from the higher floors in the hotel
as you can see.
As you can see behind us the gunfire can be heard and seen
specifically, from the higher floors.
F*****g bitch!
Let's take another.
We don't know about the exact situation that is unfolding inside.
However, the police and the army have been deployed outside the hotel.
-A curfew may also be imposed. -Nine... one... eight... four.
And what's the patient's name?
-Sonia? Sonal. -S-O-N-A-L.
Ma'am.
-I'm so sorry. -One second. It's okay.
Ma'am, Grandma's running a temperature. What should we do?
-Ms. Chitra! -What is it, Vidya?
Look at the chaos here.
I'll get back to you.
Ma'am, Grandma, your favorite grandma, Paramjeet Kaur.
She was feeling nauseous in the morning. She's throwing up now.
-Are the test results in? -What tests?
Dr. Romani didn't get any tests done.
-Look. -Ma'am, please wait.
-Please, ma'am. -Ma'am, we've been waiting.
-Just a minute, I'll be back. -Please, ma'am!
Dr. Romani?
Grandma-- I mean...
Paramjeet is vomiting also now.
-You could have just approved these tests! -Oh, for God's sake, Chitra, please.
There are casualties every minute. People are dying out here.
Nobody has the time for these rubbish tests.
If you ask me, your Paramjeet is old, she's senile.
Please get over it. Let me work.
She's running a fever also now.
Wow! She's running a fever. That's serious.
Nurse, please kick all the other patients out.
Let's take her "Grandma" to the ICU. How does that sound?
What if it's something serious, Dr. Romani?
I don't wish to argue with you again.
-Please approve these tests. I-- -Who are you?
Who are you?
-What? -She's my patient!
You leave her alone!
I don't know how you got through medical school,
but I hope you know that
people die when they grow old!
That's what's happening with your precious "Grandma"!
There's no need to be so emotional!
Do you see the pressure we're all under?
All you care about is yourself.
Try empathizing with other people!
You should try empathizing with other people, Chitra.
All you care about is your image.
Thanks to you, everyone thinks your husband is a villain.
Stay back!
Your husband is a villain. So, this is how he'll behave, right?
From now on, whatever you wish to do, do it openly, baby. Okay?
Privacy in a bathroom is useless.
So, from today onwards, no more privacy.
No more hiding from your husband, okay?
Just sign this document, please.
You can keep taunting me.
I don't mind. I'm used to this.
Get the patient in.
Nurse...
-where can I get the x-ray done? -It's there.
You... come here, please.
I need you to perform a procedure.
No, this is my first day.
-I know. -I can't do it.
Why don't you ask Dr. Kaushik?
Yeah, but you're a trainee doctor, right?
Yes.
So, I'm hoping you know more than just passing the apparatus around.
Relax, I'll guide you.
-What's your name? -Ahaan Mirza.
Ahaan, I'm Chitra Das, the Social Services Director here.
Come with me.
But Dr. Kaushik had asked me to check an x-ray report.
It's just an x-ray, right?
So, we'll do it after.
Come, come.
It's okay.
Don't worry. It'll be alright.
Just close your eyes.
Okay.
We need to do a CT scan. I'll arrange the room.
Start preparing for a needle biopsy.
-Ma'am, but I-- -Don't worry, we'll do it together.
Hello.
Yeah, this is Chitra Das.
I need a room for a CT scan. Immediately.
Okay, ten minutes.
Yeah, I'm holding.
Ma'am, but...
how can we do it without a doctor's permission?
-We're not allowed to-- -Mirza...
I'm basically a doctor on paper but I can't practice.
-What? -Ahaan, it's a long story.
We'll allocate some other day for the storytelling session.
Just do this. Do it quickly.
Hello, yeah, I'm holding.
Mirza, I'm waiting for you!
Insert the chest tube.
-Exactly two and a half inches. -Incision done, sir.
She has started bleeding into the pleural cavity.
What the f**k did you do?
Time of death, 9:48 p.m.
It's okay.
Stay with me, Mirza.
I need a lung tissue sample, okay?
You can do this.
Shit!
You did it all by yourself.
You didn't need my help, after all.
Can you take the blood samples?
-Yeah. -Come on.
Anju Varghese.
The nurse who...
She died in front of you, right?
Get used to it.
Time of death is going to be a constant number in your life.
It's important to mourn.
But it's also important to move on.
Okay?
Come on.
Ahaan...
you're way better...
than you think you are.
Focus.
Okay?
-People are waiting! -Sir! Sir!
-Where's Mayank? -Sir!
-I have a cop on the line. -One minute.
Hello, ACP Tawde here, Anti-terrorist squad.
-What do you need? -Is Inspector Bhat with you?
This is Dr. Madhusudhan Subramaniam from Bombay General Hospital.
Be quick, doctor. Things are heating up out here.
There are too many patients being rushed to my hospital!
We need the information of their relatives.
We can't manage with limited stock,
limited equipment, we have no beds here!
Relatives? Are you kidding me?
These bloody terrorists are massacring people out here.
Leopold, CST, Trident Hotel, Palace Hotel!
It's a freaking mess out here.
If there's a cop alive, by the time this ends...
he'll help you look for your patients' relatives.
F*****g moron!
Come on, let's get going!
Let's get those murderers!
Kaushik!
-Almost done. -Kaushik!
Palace Hotel is under attack as well.
MUMBAI'S PALACE HOTEL UNDER ATTACK
No, they're just rumors.
I just spoke to the police.
Go...
try and contact Ananya.
Vidya, Ananya's number is 9500834361.
Ask someone to contact her
-and get back to me. -Yes, doctor.
Kaushik, do it yourself.
-Yes, I'll just do it. -I'll call her.
Let me just finish this, and I'll do it.
Don't be an idiot.
Go, call her.
I'll do it. I'll have to finish this, right?
Kaushik, I'm not requesting you.
Go and make the call!
She won't answer my call.
-Dr. Oberoi! -Yes?
Ms. Ananya is on the line.
Yeah, I'm coming.
It's almost done. Just look at this.
Hello...
Hello, Ananya?
Ananya?
What happened?
Palace Hotel is under attack as well.
What?
Subramaniam confirmed it.
Oh, shit!
-And what did she say? Ananya? -The line's disconnected.
Man!
F**k!
Listen, Kaushik, don't worry. I'll try and get in touch with her.
Shit, there's no network.
Okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Hello, Diya!
Oh, my God! Dad!
-Are you okay? Hello? -Hello--
Diya-- is-- every-- alright?
Here, talk to her.
Hello, hi, sweetheart.
-Oh, my God. Mom, are you fine? -Hello-- Diya-- we're--
I'm so scared!
Can you hear me?
Listen to me, there's some incident here.
We really don't know what--
Don't come! Can you hear me, sweetheart?
Do not come.
Mom, there are just so many casualties over here.
-There are so many dead bodies. -What?
Dead bodies?
Mom...
where are you?
-What dead bodies? -In the Palace Hotel, dear. Where else?
Don't you know, Mom? There have been terrorist attacks!
Where? In the Palace Hotel?
-Mom? -She's saying there are terrorist
attacks in the Palace Hotel.
-What terrorist attacks? Terrorists? -One minute.
Mom, please leave!
-Are you sure? -What terrorists? What is she saying?
-Please be safe, just leave! -You're not in charge.
Who's in charge? Where is that woman?
-Diya, you stay right there, sweetheart. -Who's in charge here?
Listen, I'll call you back.
I love you.
I love you, Mom.
Where's-- Where the hell is that woman?
-Pranabh! -Where is she?
-One minute! -Where is she?
-You're the one in charge? -Yes, sir.
-Are you in charge? -May I help you with something?
Of course, you can help me with something!
What is wrong with you?
-Did you really think -Calm down, Pranabh!
we would never know?
-You think we won't-- -Sir--
We didn't want anyone to panic for no reason.
-For no reason? Are you insane? -One minute, Pranabh!
-Calm down. -What's wrong with her, man?
Terrorists have infiltrated the hotel!
-What did you think, we wouldn't know? -Sir, sir, I need you to
-stop yelling! Please! -What's wrong with-- Why?
One minute. One minute. Just one minute.
Our advantage is that we remain undetected.
But for that, we must maintain silence.
You're saying it's a terrorist attack,
if that's true, we'll try our best to ensure your safety.
I'm in touch with security.
And we're working on a plan, okay? We're not hiding anything!
Please, sir. We need you to trust me.
I need all of your cooperation.
And maintain silence, please.
-What is wrong with her? What is she-- -Enough!
-Enough. Just let them do their job. -Please.
What f*****g job?
And who puts a f*****g woman in charge, anyway?
-Pranabh, please. -Please, cooperate--
F**k man!
-This woman will keep you safe! -Don't worry. I'll handle it.
-I'll handle it. -Please just maintain order in that room.
Yes.
Rudro, will you bloody come in?
How many times should I try?
I'm dealing with a group full of manic guests.
I need you to stay connected, please!
I wish I could tell you what the hell is happening, Ananya.
All we know is that the terrorists have infiltrated the hotel from several points.
We don't know where they are? Or how many there are?
All we know is they have state-of-the-art guns.
And maybe explosives as well.
Ms. Mansi, hounding me won't help you.
We don't have much information either.
We've called for backup.
And we're told...
the entire ATS police force has been diverted from CST station.
They'll be carrying out a major operation.
A major operation? From CST?
That means they must have caught a terrorist.
Sachin! Sachin!
Stop! Where are you going?
-Mansi, listen to me! Mansi! -What is it?
Where are you going?
The city is in lockdown. What the hell are you doing?
I'm going to get a killer story! Just shut up and do your job.
-Mansi, are you crazy? -Come on! Come on!
Hey, wait! Listen to me...
Come on! Let's go.
Where are you going?
Sachin, I want the camera rolling every second.
Follow those cars.
Mansi, it's too risky!
-Shut up, man! -Why are we--
-Mallika! -What do you have, Mansi?
Mallika, Mallika, put me on air.
You know how the game works.
I gotta know what you have. I gotta know your source.
-I can't just put you-- -What do you mean you can't put me on air?
Please, man! That was one mistake!
-Why do you keep punishing me for it? -Mallika...
-Mallika this-- -What is this commotion behind you?
Mallika...
Mallika, the police are right in front of me
and they are chasing the goddamn terrorist now.
Put me on air. Take me live. Now!
What? What did you say?
Please!
What are you doing following the police?
Why are you in a car chase with the police?
Okay, okay, Mansi...
if you screw this up, I will kill you!
-Come on man, go slow. -We're going live. Please, guys!
Okay, guys!
We have a breaking news situation here. We have Mansi on the move.
That means we do not have any video footage from her.
I want whatever visuals we have on this,
from CST, from Leopold, from Palace Hotel ready.
Give me a headline, big and bold. But keep it generic.
Let's do, "Terror spreads across the city."
Give me a ticker running that says, "Police have not confirmed this yet.
But sources claim that terror spreads across South Mumbai."
Okay.
Graphics ready?
Alright. We're ready to go.
Nidhi, you're going live in...
three…
Welcome back to News Today.
Our reporters have some new information on the terrorists who opened fire at CST.
Mansi, what information do you have?
Cue graphics!
The terrorists have fled CST.
And the police feel
they'll be relocating to Mumbai's Fort or fountain area.
-Maps of Mumbai! -We're also being told
that the Commissioner of Police,
-Rajesh Tapadia is prepping his squad. -File photo of Rajesh Tapadia, now! Now!
-That is all the information-- -Mansi!
I'm live, man!
Mansi, can you hear us?
Do not screw me over with this.
Do not let me down.
Hello, you're on the line, right?
We're standing outside South Mumbai's Metro Cinema.
Yeah, I'll get you the information. Just stay on the line.
Look! There!
ATS Chief Anant Kelkar and Senior Inspector Sanjay Savarkar are here.
They'll be conducting a major operation to nab the terrorists.
I think they are planning to immobilize the terrorists.
Mallika, we're trying to upload a link, man! Can you just--
Kill them all!
Don't stop! Keep rolling!
Turn around! Get the footage!
Sachin, what are you doing? Keep rolling!
Get the footage!
F**k!