Thuppakki Page #3

Things would have been

different at home.

I would have become an Inspector!

The motive of terrorists could

not have been to plant...

...a bomb in the

State Transport Bus,

but could have gone off unexpectedly,

while in transit to another place.

The Minister of Home Affairs

has expressed...

...concern over the number of

terrorists like...

...Ajmal Lateef and their motives.

I've been waiting for you.

- Why?

Go in, I'll tell you.

What is it at this time?

They work with me.

They're off duty now.

They will stay on guard here,

just for tonight.

Leave to Tamil Nadu with

your family tomorrow morning.

Why are you doing all this?

He has escaped from the Hospital.

What?

He has killed a Doctor

and two Police Officers.

How?

I don't know.

Fine, you go ahead.

It was you who caught him,

I suspect he might

come looking for you.

They are here anyway.

Both of you go to the rear side.

I'll get going.

All brands have changed

these days.

What happened?

What did those innocent kids

in the bus do to you?

Do you know why I

chopped off your finger...

...without asking you anything?

I am going to ask you

a question now.

If you don't answer it, you should

know what could happen to you.

One question.

Just one second to

give me an answer,

else, the other finger

will go as well.

That's all. So simple!

Who is it?

- It's me!

Who is it?

What are you doing here

at this time?

Who is it?

- I am coming.

I am asking you.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

Can you come up to the terrace?

What do you want at this hour?

We can talk in the morning.

The guy you helped escape is

now at my house as my guest.

Sorry, I didn't tell you who I am.

My name is Jagdish, Indian Army.

But I am not just that.

One of the specialists at

the Defense Intelligence Agency.

A Secret Agent in the Army.

People who work with me.

My friends.

Even my family doesn't know this.

Are you wondering why

I am telling you this?

Because, you are not going

to be alive any more.

While we are at the camp,

the other Country firing at us...

...and us firing in return,

happens often.

One day, at our Camp,

a boy called Selvaraj,

a chap from Puddukottai,

went missing.

We looked for him for 7 days

but didn't find him.

We found him on the eighth day.

Poor thing, guess he got

caught in their Camp.

They tortured him for 7 days.

They dug out his eyes,

shoved a beer bottle

through his body...

...and broke it inside him.

We were the ones...

...who went home and

delivered his dead body.

His Mom was howling,

his Dad was beating

his chest in grief,

his sisters were weeping.

And on the fourteenth day,

his younger brother

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