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Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you, sir ji
Happy birthday to you
Fantastic. Please come.
Just look at you, sir.
You've turned 40 before we knew it.
If you don't mind, may I ask you something?
How does it feel to be 40, Pawan ji?
Hey, why do you keep going on about 40?
You start panting like a dog, if you're asked to run even a few steps.
I can still clock in a 100-meter sprint in 13.5 seconds.
-How much? -13.5 seconds.
13.5 seconds.
That's the very reason I'm a fan of yours.
What I meant is, your incarnation took place 40 years ago.
Gods take incarnation,
not losers like us.
I was born.
The doctor got his fee,
my mom got stitches, and the villagers got sweets.
Stop cackling.
No, sir. All I'm saying is, you're a wise man.
It's like you know the ways of the world from birth.
If Abhimanyu could learn to enter the Chakravyuha
while still in the womb, can't I learn the ways of the world?
Sir, I don't believe in horoscopes, but I must say
that you too will break the Chakravyuha one day.
You are no less than Abhimanyu, sir.
For that, one needs a father like Arjuna.
Yeah, that's true.
Well, why worry about the world and the Mahabharata?
Here's your sword.
Cut this cake into pieces. Go, get it.
Fantastic.
Share it among yourselves.
Well, I bought it,
but here's a small gift for you from the Jhamli Police Department.
White shoes go with your personality
like white butter goes with bread.
Absolutely delicious!
Did you get these shoes for me to wear or for you to get smacked?
That's for you to decide, sir.
I have two bottles of foreign liquor in there. Go get them.
But open them only when you are off-duty.
What do you mean? Won't you drink with us?
Ashok ji,
look, you're a widower, but I've to answer her.
-Yes, madam? -Bhabhi's call. Guys, save one for me.
Happy birthday.
It wasn't till now,
but your call made it a happy one. Thank you.
Don't you hog all the cake from your team.
I made kheer for you.
Save some for me.
I'll have it when I get home.
Dad was looking for you.
Don't worry about him.
He's like a broken record.
He can go on and on.
But I'll come if you want me to.
Please come.
Don't say "please."
Keep my birthday gift ready.
I'll come as soon as my shift ends.
-Okay. -Convey my birthday wishes to bhai.
Hey, did the cat get your tongue? Can't you wish him yourself?
Deepak!
Hey, Ashok!
Yes, sir?
Where's the train now?
-It should be here soon. -Tell me when!
You really are Abhimanyu.
Did she have to come today of all days?
Come on. There she is.
Good evening. Welcome to Jhamli.
I am SHO Pawan, Jhamli station.
I'm here to ensure your safety.
Sir, how much does one have to study to be a journalist?
Study all you want, but you can't be one.
Come on!
You underestimate me like my in-laws.
Madam, we'll go to Anand Bhoomi tomorrow.
If they let us in, well and good.
If not, we'll work on plan B.
Who are they, sir?
Who are they?
-Ashok, shoot the asshole! -Yes, sir.
Sir!
-Sir! Sir! -Sir!
Sir, sir!
-Sir, sir! -Yes, sir!
Sir, sir!
Sir! Please, sir!
Jhamli police stay silent on the murder of senior journalist Reema Dutta.
If our sources are to trusted, Reema Dutta was investigating
the allegations against Anand Shri, regarding the disappearance of minors…
Sir ji. Shoes.
May I come in?
What have you done?
They came out of nowhere.
It isn't your fault.
They should have taken your permission first. Right?
Sorry.
You got someone killed with your "sorry". What do we do now?
National media has reached Jhamli.
I'm answerable to my seniors. They'll have questions.
What should I say? Tell me.
One of the attackers was shot down on the spot.
And one of our men is injured too.
That's the problem.
You couldn't protect the person you were tasked with,
and you got your man shot too.
And, my boy, the media knows how cops end up getting injured.
-Sir? -Hmm.
Here, take this.
-What is this? -It's my memorial service! Are you coming?
You are being suspended, Inspector.
Please don't do this, sir.
-You know, I tried my best. -You didn't get this uniform to try.
-Then let me do my job. -And what are you going to do?
You have ruined our image. Mine, and the department's too.
I have ruined the image, and I'll fix it too.
You'll have the chargesheet within seven days.
And if that doesn't happen, I'll come and collect the suspension order myself.
Firstly, you came in without my permission,
and on top of that, you're yelling at me.
If you let your cattle loose, it's obviously gonna wander off.
Your sister is missing, and you are looking for my son.
What's the matter?
It's nothing. You go inside.
Don't brush it off. It's serious.
And when the truth comes out, it'll be a big deal.
What's the matter?
-Where is your brother, Deepak? -What?
He eloped with my sister, Preeti.
What?
I came to tell you
that if my sister doesn't come back within 24 hours,
I'll go to the Panchayat
and that bastard brother of yours will never return home!
Hey!
Watch your words.
Don't you dare threaten me with the Panchayat.
Don't you forget that we have 84 villages here.
If you are wrong, it'll blow up real bad in your face.
What if I'm right?
Then my son will be at the Panchayat's mercy.
Let's go.
One brother does the walking while the other does the talking.
My birthday is going great.
How long has he been gone?
He wasn't there when I called him for breakfast. Must have left last night.
-Phone is switched off too. -What about his friends?
Kaneja is his best friend.
But I don't have his number.
I slog all day to handle the crimes in Jhamli,
only to come home and face family troubles.
At least I get paid to solve Jhamli's issues.
What to do with the issues at home?
Happy birthday, Papa.
Wow.
I hope you didn't get me shoes too.
Why is everyone gifting me shoes?
Don't you like white shoes?
Thank you.
Not nearly as much as I get in gifts.
Happy birthday.
Just say birthday.
It's not so happy anymore.
I'll be right back after I find that idiot.
-Hey, where is Kaneja's house? -The last one there.
Kaneja!
-Hey, Kaneja! -What's going on, bhai?
Are you Kaneja?
Yes, I am. What's the matter?
I meant the one who is Deepak's friend.
Ram Ram, bhaiya.
Kaneja?
-Where is Deepak? -Deepak? He must be at home, bhaiya.
Don't try to be funny. He's not at home.
I met him at college yesterday. I haven't seen him since.
Any idea where he might be?
No, bhaiya.
Exams are around the corner.
He might be holed up somewhere to prepare for it.
When did he start studying so hard?
He failed in four subjects last year.
Things are worse this time.
Are you waiting to kiss me?
-No, bhaiya. -Then get going.
-Listen. -Yes, bhaiya?
Who is Preeti?
-Speak up! -Well, she… Bhaiya, she's our classmate.
-Is she Deepak's friend? -No, bhaiya.
-Is she your friend? -Not at all, bhaiya.
Leave.
Let there be joy!
FIND JOY WITHIN YOURSELF
Smile.
It's time to rid yourself of sorrows.
What are you looking for?
Do you even know?
Do you want a house?
Do you want a car?
Do you want love?
Do you want money?
Do you want fame?
And what will you get from these?
-Joy! -Joy!
It is within you.
It is around you. It is right in front of you.
-Open up! -Coming.
Let there be joy!
-Let there be joy! -Let there be joy!
Come here, tiger.
Come on.
I had no idea you are such a sharp shooter.
You were superb.
-Did Anand Shri say anything? -Anand Shri is very happy with you.
His chest is swelling with pride.
He said, "Harpal deserves a reward."
I was gonna send these guys to you. But he wouldn't let me.
He said, "No. Nirmal, you must go and reward him in person."
Do you know what reward Anand Shri sent for you?
I do.
You do? You're quite smart.
Tell me then.
Wait a minute.
Hey, get him! He's taken off!
Go after him!
Hey, you go there!
Sir,
why did you have to take this case up?
You should've accepted the suspension.
-Why should I? -What do you mean?
Why?
Well, then be the scapegoat. They'll fuck you all over.
Sir, you look worried.
Deepak is missing since yesterday.
-Your brother, Deepak? -His phone is switched off, too.
Put your trusted men on it.
Find him.
Come on, sir, you're out to save the city while your own house is on fire.
I'm on it. Don't worry.
The bullet just grazed you. Report to work tomorrow.
Take me along right now.
Look, Harihar sahab, you are one of the elder members of Panchayat.
People respect you. You have a reputation.
Just tell me what you want from me.
Sarpanch ji,
none of them has dared to enter my house until now.
If Deepak did elope with their daughter, there's no place for him here anyway.
But until I am absolutely sure…
I don't want to see any of them here.
And you must keep your word, too.
Those who do not value their parents are like a cancer.
They'll kill you if you don't cut them off.
Tell me,
what will you do if your finger has cancer?
I will chop it off.
That's it. Then you know what to do.
JHAMLI POLICE STATION
-Ram Ram, sir. -Ram Ram.
From Delhi. For Reema Dutta.
-What ruckus are you all creating? -Sorry?
It's a calm and peaceful city. Do you have to mess it up?
What have we done?
Did the government invite you here?
Huh?
Why are you here in Jhamli?
We got a tip about minor kids disappearing from Anand's place.
What kind of tip?
There are many minors in Anand Bhoomi.
He makes them do his dirty work.
Once his job is done, the child disappears.
That sounds like a police case. What can a journalist do about it?
Had the police done something about it, journalists wouldn't have to step in, sir.
That's a fucking good point.
Give your statement.
-We'll reach out if we need to. -Come with me.
-Ashok. -Yes, sir.
Any news about Deepak?
I've my men on it.
We will find him. Don't worry.
He's a young lad. He must have lost track of time.
When he's done lollygagging, he'll head home.
I'll go and take their statement.
Shall I feed you?
Here.
Good boy.
-Can I make a phone call? -It's five rupees per call.
How many secrets are buried in your heart?
I thought I'd tell you when you're in a good mood.
Had you told me when those guys were here two days ago,
I would've had with a plan by now.
"Good mood," she says.
When nothing is going right anywhere,
how the hell can I be in a good mood?
I knew about them,
but I didn't expect them to elope.
Madam, tell me where they are.
If you were so fond of running, you should've gone to the Olympics.
You could've won a medal for the country.
Now the Panchayat is waiting for you with the medal.
But the player is absconding.
What next?
-You tell me. -You very well know.
Papa may shave off his moustache,
but he won't accept a girl from another caste as your bride.
How do I help you?
What do we do now? We're in love.
And love doesn't care about caste, creed, or society.
Thanks to romantic movies, you think you're Shah Rukh Khan.
This is Jhamli. Do you get that?
Forget outsiders, your own father is acting as Amrish Puri in your story.
Who will convince him?
We're already married now.
Bhai, stand by me. You make him understand.
I would've if it was possible. No point banging my head on a wall.
Don't you remember what happened at our bua's place in Sonibad?
What happened?
They killed and buried both of them.
Will they kill us too?
I don't want to die.
Don't pay heed to him. He's just thick-headed.
He's just like his father.
You're upsetting everyone.
No one will kill you.
Deepak loves you. And now we are with you, too.
Don't worry. Deepak's brother won't let you down. Am I right?
Keep this.
I'll tell you where to go from here.
But no one else can know your whereabouts.
Bhai…
Hey.
Thank you.
That's enough.
You married a beautiful girl.
Sir, look here, please.
The government won't give you any awards for smiling, Ashok ji.
You have to work for it too.
I may not look like it, but I'm no small fry.
Come on, out with it.
-Can't you come straight to the point? -Of course I can.
-I've got a lead for you. -What is this?
Smriti Shalaka.
What?
It's the bike's license plate.
I got it from the shop across the road, sir.
-Ten, 20, 30… -Hey.
-Yes, sir. What can I do for you? -Who is Ram Sewak ji?
My father. What's the matter?
Is the bike with license number UP192232 yours?
Did you find it?
-Was it stolen? -Yes. Seven days ago.
I had filed a complaint at the police station.
Show me the copy.
Here it is.
-Ashok. -Yes, sir.
-Do you have time? -Give the order, sir.
Do me a favor.
Take a photo, frame it,
and worship it everyday.
Sir, we've come all this way, how about we get some snacks?
Sir, shall I get some snacks?
LIFE - DEATH
FIND JOY WITHIN YOURSELF
You must be carrying a gun.
It's not allowed inside.
I'm sure cops aren't allowed either.
But I'm going in.
My gun will go with me. Open the barricade.
Open it!
Sir, think it over.
-I'm saying this for your own good. -You think too much, Ashok.
You've only got a couple of years before you retire.
Enjoy the fireworks. It'll make for a good story later.
What a surprise!
The men in uniform are paying a visit to Anand Bhoomi today.
-What's your name? -Ji, Ashok… Ashok…
You have a weak voice.
You should eat ghee, Ashok.
When the body weakens in old age,
the fat comes in handy.
And the cops have an inflated ego anyway.
SHO Pawan, your father is a devotee of mine.
I know, ji.
But I don't see any devotion on your face.
Anyway, how's your--
Life?
Life is blissful. Tell me about the investigation.
We have just started.
Wait for a few days, you'll find out.
The world may change in a few days, buddy.
I'm also saddened by the journalist's murder.
There aren't many left in the country.
Reema had intel
about the minor boys who went missing from your place.
Questions have been raised.
Not everyone can be questioned.
Some people are beyond questions.
And don't even think of playing this game of cops and robbers with me.
If there's been a robbery, the cops will come.
If the cops come, there will be an investigation.
And if there is an investigation, the robber will be caught.
If not today, then tomorrow.
You're better off weak. Don't take ghee.
Why?
Dogs can't digest it.
And yes, tell Keshav
that next time, cops are allowed only in the parking lot.
You are not allowed to set foot inside Anand Bhoomi.
Are you leaving, or should I get you some snacks?
We're just wasting time while you sit here smoking hookah.
And if this is how it goes, and my sister ends up pregnant, what will I do?
I told you your son is with my sister, why don't you believe me?
Hey… quiet!
You know who I am, right?
And have you heard the saying,
"There is a distance of only four fingers between truth and lie."
What you hear can be a lie,
and what you see is the truth.
The day I see it with my own eyes, I will do what needs to be done.
-Think before you speak, bhai sahab. -Think what, Sarpanch ji?
A lifetime of thoughtfulness only led to our children acting reckless.
And your authority is just dust under your boots. That's it.
Children are meant to make mistakes.
If your son Deepak is found with his sister,
then you can decide the punishment.
Since when does the Panchayat need permission to make decisions?
You didn't need it to punish my brother when he married a girl from another caste.
Why are you asking now?
That was different. This time, both parties are standing face to face.
-Got it? -Sit down.
Not at all!
Just like other kids were killed and buried in the fields,
and like Chandru's daughter was killed, Deepak must also be punished.
And you must give the punishment.
Otherwise, the villagers will lose faith in you.
What do you all say? Do you agree?
-Yes. -Yes.
Hold on, everyone. Hold on.
So, Harihar sahab, do you agree?
Listen, Pawan,
for how long have you been a cop?
-Eight years. -Eight years?
Even a mango tree starts bearing fruit in eight years.
But you have nothing to show for it. I hope you haven't forgotten.
I have stopped your transfer five times in eight years.
Or you would've been posted in some remote village away from home.
You ought to send me thank-you notes on WhatsApp every day.
With a folded-hands emoji.
But no!
You just went to meet Anand Shri.
Did you think that solving this case will get you a medal from the government?
And, Ashok ji,
you shouldn't even expect your tree to bear mangoes.
Because you are merely an Acacia tree.
I just respect your age.
Or I would've demoted you to a constable in no time.
You can't do shit.
That's why I was suspending you.
I am sending you a photo. Check WhatsApp.
-Do you know who this is? -No.
He killed the journalist.
-But he is just a kid. -So?
-I mean-- -You seem to know everything.
Find the boy and close this case.
And newspapers mustn't get a whiff of this.
Here, take this, son.
Prasad.
God bless you.
What has the world come to, sir?
Father is the principal of Jhamli High School…
and the son is a murderer.
He's a child.
I don't know.
There must be some story behind it.
What are you thinking, sir?
About Deepak?
-Deepak has married that girl. -What?
Both families, the Panchayat are looking for him.
-But where is he? -In Munnwar Nagar.
How could you hide such a big thing from me?
Ashok, we have to get them out somehow.
Safely.
In such cases, sir,
only one strategy works.
It must be done under absolute secrecy.
No one can know.
If anyone got a whiff of it,
things will go south.
Hey, take it.
What are you doing?
I am looking
for any clues of your brother's love story.
You've lost it.
My son is watching. What will he learn from this?
He's being trained for that.
Stop it. Don't get involved in it.
-Deepak is your son! -Papa.
What is it?
What will you do if your finger has cancer?
What?
Won't you chop the finger off?
Deepak chacha is also like cancer.
-Who told you this? -Sarpanch ji.
Take him inside.
Did you take Honey to the Panchayat?
-I'm asking you! -Yes, I did. So?
If you ever try to teach my son this nonsense,
I'll hang you upside down outside!
And listen to me carefully.
If Deepak is your son, he is my brother too.
If anyone dares to touch him, I'll bury the entire Panchayat.
Alive! Got it?
Anger will make those frown lines on your forehead permanent.
What are you doing?
I want to see how smoking helps with problems.
It just makes you cough. It doesn't help with problems.
This monster is out to slaughter his own son.
We never paid heed to it when it happened to others.
But now that we got to experience it,
we realized what it's like.
He took Honey to the Panchayat.
People say that children are meant to make mistakes,
but the elders are messing it up here.
If only it were this easy to understand, it would have been different.
What should I do then? Tell me.
What is it?
Sir, we could've called Harpal's father to the police station in the morning,
instead of rushing it.
Why investigate in the middle of the night?
Damodar!
-Ram Ram, sir. -Go and greet him.
Ram Ram, sir.
Damodar.
Yes, sir.
Do you know him?
This is Harpal, sir. My son.
What's the matter?
Where is he?
He's with Anand Shri, sir.
Half-baked knowledge is dangerous, Damodar.
Your son was with Anand Shri, but not anymore.
What do you mean?
I mean, your son has been reported missing.
Why was Harpal with Anand Shri?
Tell me if you are hard of hearing.
I can speak louder.
I am a devotee of Anand Shri.
We didn't have any children for ten years after marriage.
Anand Shri blessed us,
and said that we must handover our child to him.
I agreed.
Harpal has been with him since he was ten years old.
You gave your child to Anand Shri?
-Is he your son or Anand Shri's? -What are you saying, sir?
What difference does it make?
Your son is missing.
And no one cares where he might be.
You tell me.
If he is your son, file a complaint with me.
And if he isn't, I'm sorry for wasting your time.
He is my son, sir.
Then stop crying here.
The police is looking for your son. They'll shoot him at sight.
Please don't, sir.
If you want to save your child, file a missing complaint.
So we can do our job.
-And bring back your son safe and sound. -Sir--
Shut up, Ashok. His son is missing.
He should file a complaint.
File a report that you left your son with Anand Shri
and there's no news of him now.
-Why should I write Anand Shri's name? -Keep quiet.
-Sir, Anand Shri-- -Shut up, Ashok!
What kind of father are you?
Is Anand Shri more important than your son?
-Sir, What are you getting into-- -You resolve it!
Tell me, Damodar,
will you file a report or should I leave?
I don't have time for this.
Forget it then.
Let him die in police encounter.
That's what I'm saying. Let's go and sleep. Move!
Wait a minute, sir.
Please file the complaint.
Get in.
Sir, who are you taking with you?
Harpal is just a child, Ashok.
We'll get into trouble because of that child.
How long will the children be sacrificed
in the name of solving the mess created by adults?
This is the third generation. They need an open sky to fly.
But who will handle Keshav?
I have nothing against Keshav or Anand Shri.
Get it into your head.
An FIR is like life insurance for Harpal. A guarantee that'll keep him alive.
Who will guarantee our safety? Think about yourself, sir. Forget him.
If you are scared, back off.
I can handle it myself.
Then I wish you luck, sir.
VANKSHETRA POLICE
Let them pass.
What happened?
Step back.
Get him! Get him!
Get him!
He's taking off. Get him!
Yes, Ashok, tell me.
Sir.
-Where is he? -Over there, sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
What's your name?
Harpal.
Did you kill that journalist?
What's the point of crying now?
Tell me.
They will kill me.
Who will?
-Anand Shri. -What?
I'm telling the truth!
I killed Reema on Anand Shri's orders.
If he asked you to kill your father, would you?
Yes! I would have.
Anand Shri has messed up my mind.
He used to beat me day and night.
And did bad things with me.
I told him I want to go back home.
And he said,
"You'll have to kill her first."
There was no other way for me to get out.
-Should I call Keshav, sir? -Wait. What's the rush?
Your father came to me.
I have your missing complaint.
You don't need to worry.
And don't cry.
Nothing will happen to you.
-Ashok, do me a favor. -Yes, sir.
Take him into custody.
We'll present him in court first thing in the morning.
Come on.
Come on, you'll be fine.
-But what about Keshav, sir? -Stop chanting his name.
Complete the formalities.
Wait here.
-Who is the magistrate? -Ramchandra Rathi.
How long will it take for our turn?
Has the case been submitted?
Juvenile.
Make an entry.
Five people are already waiting. It will take half an hour.
What did I tell you?
Were you high?
Get off! Come on!
-Why did you let him go? -What else could I do?
Move!
Don't you call me, Pawan.
Wait until evening.
You'll dance like a peacock.
Listen, Keshav. You took the boy with you,
but don't forget, I have an FIR in his name.
I have his confession too.
You'll be whining like a dog by evening!
Did you give a confession?
Stop the car!
Sir…
You're gonna make me whine like a dog? What are you trying to do?
Where are you taking him?
Since when did you start questioning me?
I told you no action will be taken in his case.
-He's a child. -He's a criminal!
Since when did Anand Shri start punishing criminals?
There are courts for it.
Pawan, don't be a fool.
If you stand against Anand Shri, he'll make sure you won't stand again.
My conscience is clear, a devotee of Lord Shiva,
and a police officer on top of that.
-Let me see what he can do! -Pawan!
Pawan, don't be stupid!
Let the boy go.
I'll not put it in the charge sheet.
But if you take the boy away, I'll file a report and submit it in court.
You are making a mistake.
Why fear the heat after jumping into the fire?
Come on.
What did I gain by doing the right thing until now?
Move aside!
-Sir. -Get in!
I said, get in!
Cover your chest, or you'll catch a cold.
No, sir…
this shouldn't have happened.
Keshav will definitely try to mess things up.
If I hadn't stopped him, he would've killed him.
But now, we will get into trouble because of him.
Keshav will get angry and act tough.
The truth is, your rank is below him.
So what should I do?
Shall I wear his bridle reins?
Sir, what difference does it make to us
if any action is taken against Anand Shri or not?
We aren't going to fight him.
We just need to ensure the boy's safety.
Sir, listen to me and settle the matter.
Not a chance.
-Keshav sahab. -Keshav "sahab"?
A while ago, you wanted to make me whine like a dog, and now I'm "Keshav sahab"?
Why should I agree for a compromise?
Who do you think you are?
You were also gonna make me dance like a peacock.
I'm ready. I'll even dance for you.
But you just do as I say.
If Anand Shri found out, both of us will be in trouble.
-Why are you so bothered about that boy? -That's my decision.
One option is to present him in court, but you won't allow it.
Another option is to take him out of the state safely.
If the news got out, I swear--
No one other than the three of us knows about it or will know about it.
I'll take him myself. Just say yes.
Keshav sahab, he's just a child.
I want a copy of the report by evening.
And keep Anand Shri's name out of this case.
You will get the report within two hours.
Do you think you're the only one thinking about the safety of that boy?
Give this to him.
Keshav is not as bad as I thought.
He gave money for the kid, can you believe it?
He must've had a change of heart.
Sir, speaking of the boy, how are Deepak and Preeti?
I don't know, Ashok.
May I suggest something?
I know it's not easy for you,
but my bua's house is in Munnwar Nagar.
She lives in Canada. Her house is lying vacant.
Shift Deepak and Preeti there, sir. They will be safe there.
-Let me get this boy to safety first. -Yes, sir.
Deepak and Preeti are sitting on a ticking time bomb.
Don't worry about him.
I take Harpal's responsibility.
You take care of Deepak and Preeti.
The rest is up to you.
-Are you sure you can do it? -Yes. What do you even mean, sir?
Okay. WhatsApp me the address.
Forget the address, I will send the key, sir.
-Thank you, Ashok. -Thank you.
You don't need to thank a brother, sir.
Listen. Ashok will drop you off.
But try not to ever return to Jhamli.
Your family has forgotten you.
Now you should forget them too.
Don't talk to anyone about what happened.
Start a new life.
Sir gave this for you. It'll come handy.
-Give me the phone. -Yes.
Keep this too.
It has my number.
If there's any problem or you need something,
don't hesitate to call me.
Okay?
Come on.
He is like a God for you.
Take his blessings.
Enough. Take care of yourself.
Sir, you take care too.
Come on.
On the morning of January 22nd,
senior journalist Reema Dutta
was shot dead by unknown assailants in Jhamli.
The Jhamli police formed an investigation committee without delay,
which is being led by SHO Pawan.
In the initial investigation, and based on the leads from the media,
the first name that came up was Anand Shri.
Our team,
led by SHO Pawan, has completed preliminary investigation.
And as per the preliminary investigation, it has been confirmed
that Anand Shri is not involved
in the Reema Dutta murder case.
And linking his name to this murder
is a matter of shame for Jhamli.
For further investigation,
the Reema Dutta case file will soon be handed over to the Delhi Police
so that her murderers can be traced.
Sir, has the police interrogated Anand Shri?
Of course. As always, Anand Shri cooperated with the police.
He has treated them very nicely.
He has nothing to do with this murder.
The police have confirmed it in the report.
Thank you.
Everything went well.
This is called a win-win situation.
The boy must have crossed the border by now.
Ashok had called.
He dropped him off at the Delhi border.
Then you should be happy.
Why the long face?
Come on, smile a little.
The house is dirty.
But it is safe.
And it's a matter of a few days.
Leave this place when I tell you to.
But, bhai, where will we go?
That's up to you guys.
Just don't make the mistake of coming back here.
Both of you are educated. You can think for yourself.
Be responsible.
Think about the future.
After this, your bhabhi and I won't be able to come and see you.
What if those assholes track us down to you?
Now we will meet after a few years.
When you start a family.
Had the circumstances been different,
we would've had a bridal ceremony at home.
But it's okay.
We can do the ritual here. Here.
Put it on her.
Thank you, bhai.
Your brother loves you so much.
No one in my family is like him.
Are you crazy? Your family loves you too.
Don't worry.
Give this to Papa.
Tea.
I know
you are worried because of Deepak.
And if that wasn't enough, the people here add fuel to the fire.
Don't you know your father yet?
I am not gullible enough to believe everything people say.
The world has reached the moon,
and we are still killing our children in the name of saving the family's name.
Deepak is your son like I am.
The rest is up to you.
When it comes to reputation,
the honor of our ancestors supersedes our sons and grandsons.
Tell Deepak that the day I find him, I will lose him forever.
Listen!
Ask Varsha to make four rotis smeared with ghee for me.
Eating ghee helps maintain blood pressure.
You neither have any documents nor a driving license.
Are you on the road or dancing at your father's wedding?
Whip his ass!
Hey, move the bike to the side.
What's the matter, sir?
Is there any trouble?
Are you in a bad mood?
Papa's anger
hasn't calmed down at all.
Anger is a terrible thing.
This is not anger.
Then what is it?
It's a matter of choice.
Choice?
Have you read the Mahabharata?
No, sir. I never felt the need to.
On the 14th day of battle,
Arjuna was in a dilemma.
-Ask me why. -Why?
He had lost his son the day before.
And now he was standing against his teacher, Dronacharya.
Then?
Dronacharya had played a role in Arjuna's son's death.
Arjuna was struggling with the decision
whether to fight his teacher or not.
And then, sir?
And then, between righteousness, deed, and his duty,
Arjuna chose to fulfill his duty of fighting the war.
And he fought his teacher.
What do you mean, sir? I don't get it.
If you haven't read the Mahabharata, how the hell will you understand?
We humans
are idiots.
If we do what's right, we lose the deed. Choose the deed, and we lose what's right.
We don't even get to our duty.
I'm looking for Pawan sahab.
For what?
Sir, your words reminded me of Reema Dutta.
She came to Jhamli to fulfill her duty.
And what happened to her?
A 16-year-old shot her dead.
Shall I say something?
Ram Ram, sir.
Are you out for a morning walk in the afternoon?
I went to the police station, sir.
Is there any information about Harpal?
So, now you're worried about your son.
We got him out safely.
Now don't ask where.
He is fine wherever he is.
Harpal's mother is in a bad state.
Could you let me talk to him once?
Just for my peace of mind.
For your peace of mind?
The number…
Where's the helmet…
…you are calling is currently switched--
The number you are calling is currently switched off.
Ram Ram, Sarpanch ji.
Ram Ram.
Well, the matter has gotten out of hand.
Deepak has married Preeti.
And his son, Pawan,
hid them in Munnwar Nagar.
Here you go. The truth is out.
Now just tell me when to do it.
Sarpanch ji, I can understand sahab's dilemma.
Why are you dragging him into this slaughter fest?
He's too old for these stunts.
He cannot speak.
He's been doing this job for four years now.
In Panchkula, he chopped off a boy and girl
and fed them into a sugarcane juicer.
He has killed about five to six couples since.
Well, he has killed ten couples since.
And the best thing is, he cannot speak.
He can never share it with anyone.
You can make him do whatever you want.
I mean, if you want a painful death for them,
will you poison them or have their throats slit?
If you want a quick death,
he can shoot them or run them over with a car.
Or he can tie them to a tractor and drag them around the field to death.
He can do it all.
The rest is up to the Panchayat.
Look, Hariya sahab,
do whatever you think is right.
But I think he's right.
This guy will kill them, and the matter will be over
without getting your hands dirty.
Only the dead know what a grave feels like.
I don't need anyone's help to kill Deepak.
You just take care of the girl.
Fine. Then not a lot of people will go.
Five of you and five of you will go.
This decision won't be written anywhere.
All right. The decision is made. The meeting is over. Get going.
It's okay.
Even if we don't like it,
we are related after all.
The number you're calling
is either switched off or not reachable at the moment.
-Ashok! -Yes, sir.
The number you're--
What is it, sir?
I've been calling Harpal for six hours. but I can't get through.
You can't get through?
I dropped him off safe and sound.
No one followed us either. I swear.
Drop him a message.
He'll call you as soon as he sees it.
I'll get you some tea.
Good morning.
What's going on?
In my eight years of service, I asked you for a favor once.
But you played me there too.
What do you mean? What are you talking about?
Harpal's phone is switched off since yesterday.
Where is Harpal?
How would I know where he is?
You better find out, Keshav sahab.
Because if someone other than Ashok and me knows about Harpal,
it's you.
Shut up!
Think how you're gonna do it, Keshav.
If I don't get to speak with Harpal,
I'll rip you apart
and make you dance like a monkey in public.
Who is this Pawan?
And you?
Is that an ornament around your waist?
You could have emptied your gun into him.
If it were an outsider, you wouldn't have heard about it.
He wants Harpal.
He has his written confession.
All of you are useless.
You're nothing, but shit.
You got flushed right back.
When it stinks, clean it up, Anand Shri.
We will find a way. Just say the word.
My name has been cleared from the journalist's murder case.
I want that confession letter at any cost.
You will have it by tomorrow morning, Anand Shri.
This is…
-Please… -Have something, please.
No, it's okay.
You're home late, SHO sahab.
I'm done with my tea, too.
How dare you enter my house?
Pawan?
Your father is a devotee of Anand Shri.
Look at yourself.
You betrayed Anand Shri.
-Get out. -How can you talk like this?
I am talking to him. Come on.
Give me Harpal's confession letter, and I'll leave.
Look, don't force me.
Are you threatening me?
I keep two-bit bums like you in my pocket.
Are you trying to scare me?
You might keep guys like me in your pocket,
but not me.
Come on, get lost!
My son is here. Don't create a scene.
Stop yapping,
and give me the confession letter.
Look, I'll make you look like a fool.
If you've made up your mind, try it.
Go to town on him, guys.
Pawan!
Is this enough?
You look like a fool now.
I didn't want to say this,
but the Harpal you are fighting for
has already met his maker.
Give me the papers, and be done with it.
Or you will find yourself playing Ludo with Harpal in heaven.
You killed Harpal!
Didn't your pal, Ashok, tell you?
Drive!
Don't you worry.
Keep your seat belt fastened.
Hey, stop!
Your aim is no good.
You could've told me sooner if I had to kill him.
I am accountable for the bullets.
Let's go.
And listen, don't think that I'll hesitate to kill you.
But your son is here.
Your father is loyal to Anand Shri.
That's why I'm letting you go.
If I have to come again,
I won't give a damn about your son or your father.
I'll shoot you point blank!
I want the confession letter by morning.
Got it? By morning.
I dropped him off safe and sound.
No one followed us either. I swear.
They killed a 16-year-old boy.
And you're asking me to stay quiet.
Until when?
Until they kill my son?
They thrashed you in front of your son.
They may even shoot you tomorrow.
One father is hell-bent on killing his son.
Another one is being thrashed in front of his son.
And my brother is in hiding, fearing for his life.
And I have to dance to their tunes.
And you're asking me to keep quiet?
What else can you do?
I'll try…
to fulfill my duty.
Sir?
What's the matter? You look worried.
No, man.
Why should I worry when you are with me?
How did you get hurt?
-Anand Shri's man attacked me. -Attack…
That mother…
Sir, just say the word.
With Keshav's permission, let's arrest him,
and break his bones.
-We'll beat up his ass. -No.
There's no point.
What do you mean? They can't just beat you up.
You tell me what you want to do.
What were you saying the other day?
Deal.
Yes.
Let's make a deal.
What do you mean by making a deal?
I mean, I'll give them Harpal's FIR, confession.
They can do whatever they like.
Are you sure?
Then just relax, sir.
Give me the papers.
I'll tell Keshav ji and send them to Anand Shri.
You relax. You're injured.
No. I'll give it myself.
I have to apologize too.
Ashok, can I ask you for one last favor?
Sure, sir, just name it.
Call Keshav.
Wait here.
Ram Ram, bhai.
If you hadn't come home today,
I would've never realized
what I am.
Neither did I realize that one blow was enough to bring you down.
I had heard that a blow can mess up your mind.
But for the first time, I am seeing
that if the blow lands at the right place,
it fixes one's mind too.
Okay, bhai,
forgive me.
Please convey my apologies to Anand Shri too.
All right.
Let's go!
Listen!
-What? -I forgot something.
You made me look like a fool in front of my son…
that story isn't over yet.
Let's end it now.
Sir!
What have you done, sir?
I made him look like a fool.
Fool? We're gonna be in trouble now, sir!
-What will you tell Keshav? -I'll answer Keshav.
-Don't worry. -They will screw us!
Hey, you are my brother.
How can anyone else screw you?
I'll call Keshav right away, sir.
Why are you always in a hurry to tell Keshav everything?
I considered you my friend.
What a great friend you turned out to be.
What are you doing, sir?
I trusted you with a child's life.
But you turned out to be a snake in the grass.
Harpal was just a child, Ashok!
You could have spared him.
Sir, listen to me.
-Listen to me. -You've lost the right to say anything.
Sir, this is wrong, sir.
No, what was happening until now was wrong.
I'm fixing it now.
You may kill me, Pawan,
but what will you do about your father?
Your father sat on your brother's chest
and slit his throat slowly.
That asshole abducted a girl from our community.
Did he think
he'd rob our honor,
and Ashok would stay silent?
I took your father to Deepak.
The snake in the grass…
isn't me.
It's your father.
Well, Inspector, now let's see you fulfill your duty.
Reema Dutta was murdered by a minor, Harpal,
on the orders of Anand Shri.
And we have his confession letter.
But now the boy is missing.
And when I, along with my partner,
Sub-Inspector Ashok came to look for him,
one of Anand Shri's men attacked us.
My partner lost his life in the line of duty.
In the counter-fire, I shot him down.
You've ruined everything.
I killed all three of them.
And you're next.
I'll either shoot you or…
I'll skin you alive.
Take your hands off me, Keshav.
The report has already been filed.
Harpal's papers have been submitted.
You'll be the first in the world, Keshav,
to mourn his own death.
The media is right here.
Now you give your statement,
so you can complete your term
with your leftover pride.
Otherwise, who knows…
you might be the one getting suspended today.
Let them go.
What happened?
Get up, Papa. Get up!
What is it?
-Hurry up! -What's the matter?
Deepak wants to meet us.
Don't you want to meet your son?
Let's go. Hurry up.
Come on!
What are you doing?
Why are we here?
When the Almighty questions you,
we should have an answer, Papa.
Being a father doesn't just mean
giving birth to a child
and lecturing them all their life about right and wrong.
Being a father means much more than all that, Papa.
But you won't get it.
It pains me to say this, and I didn't want to say it…
but I'll say it.
You failed.
And I hope
that if I'm born again,
I don't have the misfortune of being your son.
In my quest for myself, I too ended up becoming like you, Papa.
You killed your son to save your honor and I killed my father.
Right and wrong are just two sides of the same coin, Papa.
And nobody is completely right or wrong.
But one has to know what is right or wrong.
My grown-up son will also look into my eyes
and ask me questions about my past.
Will I ever be able to share my story with him?
I will just say that sometimes, to make everything right,
you have to start all over again.
I have started everything all over again for my son.
You did your deeds and I fulfilled
my duty.
Subtitle translation by: Sheela Sijin Mathews