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Sir, after all that bluster, this is how he went out?
Suicide?
What other option did he have?
The gun position is all wrong.
No one holds a gun like this to commit suicide.
This is how it's held.
Unless…
This isn't suicide.
Bagha was murdered.
-NGS's ration corruption… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-Playing with people's lives… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-NGS's ration corruption… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-Playing with people's lives… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-NGS's ration corruption… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-Playing with people's lives… -This won't do! This won't continue!
We request you to not take another step forward.
If you do, we will be forced to take action.
This is government property. Such a procession here is illegal.
Please turn back, or we will have no choice but to take action.
Somnath da, do you see the arrangements for us?
-The area's packed with their jeeps. -Students, listen to me.
-You have your whole life ahead of you. -Guess we'll dine at the station tonight.
-Are you okay with that? -Don't do anything…
I'm already starving.
-you'll regret later-- -NGS's ration corruption…
This won't do! This won't continue!
-Stop right there! -Playing with people's lives…
This won't do! This won't continue!
-NGS's ration corruption… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-Playing with people's lives… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-NGS's ration corruption… -This won't do! This won't continue!
-Playing with people's lives… -This won't do! This won't continue!
PROTEST MARCH AGAINST RATION CORRUPTION
Hey, move back!
Close your eyes.
She's fallen! Someone help her!
-Move back! -My eyes are burning!
Som.
STEALING THE RICE OF THE POOR! SHAME! SHAME!
Stop right there!
Stop!
Move out of the way!
Som!
Sir, the tear gas isn't working on them. What now?
Why are you asking me? Can't you handle it yourself?
What do you think the service revolver is for? Use it.
We've had enough. Move back!
Som!
Som!
Som!
Som!
No!
Look at me!
Ambulance!
Som!
-Yes, Kallol? -Hello, Bini di, where are you?
-Where? -I went home. Why?
Have you seen the news?
News?
No.
On one hand,
I am deeply saddened by the loss of a brave IPS officer…
CM SHIRSHENDU LAMENTS THE DEATH OF IPS SAPTARSHI SINHA
…like Saptarshi Sinha.
On the other, I take pride in the fact
that…
within 24 hours,
we have eliminated gangster Shankar Baruah, a.k.a. Bagha,
and his reign of terror
from Kolkata.
When an officer in uniform is harmed,
it is obvious
that the public feels fear as well.
That's why we decided that
Saptarshi babu's sacrifice
cannot be in vain.
And we immediately got the best man for the job,
and the result is for you all to see.
Deputy Commissioner of Police Arjun Maitra,
along with his special investigation team,
carried out this dangerous operation
in a way that has set a remarkable precedent.
Bagha da!
It's unfortunate…
that the opposition…
tried to politicize the sacrifice
of such a talented officer like Saptarshi Sinha.
But this is the difference between us and them.
This afternoon,
at Lalbazar Headquarters…
we will bid
a final farewell
to this brave warrior
with full state honors.
Turn right!
Position! Fire!
You wish to die, Cheng?
I didn't kill Bagha.
You're right, sir.
You didn't.
I killed Bagha da
because I trusted you.
When we got there, Bagha was already dead, Cheng.
How big of a moron do you think I am, sir?
Should I trust you again?
Don't.
Just use your brain and tell me this.
Would it benefit us more to capture your father alive or to kill him?
Your father killed a cop.
Bagha da himself was completely against killing cops.
So why would he kill one?
Whoever killed that IPS officer set Bagha da up.
Who?
Bagha da said we can't trust anyone right now.
Look, Cheng.
If you help us, we can still catch your father's killer.
Can I see Bagha da?
Please?
Kartik.
-Sir. -Take him to the morgue.
Sir!
The last call that came on Saptarshi's phone--
Koyel Bagchi, sir.
A journalist from Paschim Barta.
Can we talk to her?
After Koyel's mother passed away, we hadn't had much contact with her.
When was the last time you saw Koyel and her father?
I saw her father yesterday evening, on this same staircase.
What time?
Around 5:30 p.m.
We have three possible scenarios in front of us.
First, Koyel had Saptarshi killed and now she's on the run.
Second, both Koyel and Saptarshi are dead
and we just haven't found Koyel's body yet.
Third, Koyel called Saptarshi to meet her,
someone else got wind of it,
and he was killed while he was on his way to meet her.
Oh, Bini?
-Kakima. -Come in.
Come, dear.
Why didn't you come last week?
Election pressure, kakima.
Election pressure? Then why did you have to come so late?
You should've rested a bit.
This is my rest.
Did you have lunch?
A sandwich and coffee.
Is that even lunch?
Listen, have dinner here before you leave, okay?
I'll make crispy potato bhaja for you. Have some.
Keep this.
If you weren't here, I don't know what would have happened to us.
Don't say that, kakima.
Go. See him.
Go.
How are you, Som?
You didn't miss me too much, did you?
Do you know what happened today?
I told you, right? About the new DCP at Lalbazar,
Arjun Maitra?
He finally took down Bagha…
in an encounter.
Kolkata will finally be a different city.
There's still a long way to go for everything to be okay, Som,
but at least it's started…
Why? Are you really busy?
How's it going with the case?
Fantastic, mind-blowing, absolutely splendid.
How many drinks have you had?
-It's my first. -Liar!
So many extra adjectives from Arjun Maitra.
"Fantastic, mind-blowing, splendid"?
You've had at least three drinks.
You should've been in the detective department, Khushi.
What do I say? I've learned from the best.
Tell me, what happened? Too much pressure?
No, just work.
You tell me, how are things there?
'Cause of the weather change, all the kids are down with a viral infection.
Poor things.
On top of that, dealing with the parents' concerns
is a lot to handle.
Khushi, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?
Okay, I got it.
-Love you. -Me too, a lot.
Arjun Maitra.
Man of the hour.
What are we celebrating today?
The Bagha encounter?
I'm very happy I got the right man for the right job.
Come.
What happened there, Arjun,
we both know the truth.
It's no one else's concern.
The public and the media got what they wanted.
Right?
-May I join you for a drink? -Sure, sir. Please, sit.
As the saying goes, "All's well that ends well."
No, sir. Thanks.
It played out like a…
like a great symphony.
Do you listen to symphonies, Arjun?
No, sir. I never moved past Kishore da.
You should.
Arjun, do you know why I like symphonies?
Eighty to a hundred musicians, they come together in one place.
A symphony has sections.
Brass, strings, wind, percussion.
In each section, there are musicians,
and each musician keeps track of their own notes.
When all the sections play in harmony,
that's when the magic happens.
But if even one musician plays the wrong note,
the whole symphony falls apart.
Our system is like a symphony too.
Everyone has their own instrument, their own piece,
but it's crucial to stay in harmony.
Only then will the magic continue.
Thank you.
In this composition, you played very well, Arjun.
Now, this chapter is over.
In a few days, you'll be transferred
and placed in a different symphony.
Keep playing your part
with the same sincerity there,
and I can see a bright future ahead for you.
To Arjun Maitra's bright future. Cheers?
Cheers.
Thank you all for coming.
Please have a seat.
I'm sure you all have a lot of questions, so let's just get started.
-Sir! -Sir!
Sir, how do you feel after taking down a notorious criminal like Bagha?
My team and I just did our job, that's all.
Next.
-Sir! -Sir!
Now that your work in Lalbazar is done, Arjun sir,
what's next? Back to Arambagh?
Who said my work here is done?
I was brought in to take Saptarshi Sinha's place,
and I'm not going anywhere until his unfinished work is complete.
I've earned the trust of the respected CM sir and his party,
and I'm grateful for it.
They know that the end of Bagha doesn't mean the end of the problem.
That's why they've entrusted me with eliminating the problem at its root.
Sir, but last night, the suspect in police custody at the hospital--
Exactly my point.
Catching him, in fact,
cleaning up this entire criminal system is my responsibility now.
Saptarshi Sinha had set up a special phone line
for the public.
From now on, I'll be in charge of that number.
Think of this as my tribute to that brave officer.
If you have any complaints or information,
please call on this number.
My team and I will be available 24/7.
From now on, your voices will be heard in this city, not silenced.
Shirshendu da.
He's a blabbering idiot.
Over-smart. Throw him out of here first.
He made sure that wouldn't happen
by calling me out publicly.
Barun,
he was your recommendation, right?
Now, you deal with him.
I'll take care of it, Shirshendu da.
I will do something.
Don't just nod your head, understand?
You have no control over the situation.
This IPS Maitra,
he's crazy!
He'll do something stupid,
and I'll have to answer to the press.
I asked for a solution.
By bringing him in, you created yet another problem.
NATIONAL GANASHAKTI SANGHATHAN
I will not pay for your mistakes, Barun.
Remember that.
Can we talk privately for a moment, Shirshendu da?
Spit it out.
I got a bit carried away, didn't I?
Arjun Maitra
has forgotten his place.
But just like you remembered yours
after one slap,
when the time comes,
I'll make sure he remembers his too.
It's fine, come on.
-Sir. -Come, Aratrika.
Aratrika, these missing persons and kidnapping cases
from the past several years remain almost entirely unsolved.
Not a single victim has returned, and no bodies have been found.
What's going on?
Sir, this is one of the city's mysteries that remains unsolved to this day.
What a shame!
And we're sitting here in Lalbazar talking like this.
May I come in, sir?
Yes, Prosenjit, come in.
Come in.
Greetings, sir.
Greetings. Tell me.
Sir, this is Pratul Shah.
He runs a textile business in Bara Bazar.
Bagha's men did this to him today over protection money.
Okay, please have a seat.
Now, tell me what happened.
Sir, please take action.
First, it was Bagha. Now, it's Sagor and Ranjit.
Remember, everyone?
There was a time when this area had nothing.
No paved roads, no ration center, health center, nothing!
And Bagha da…
Bagha da changed the face of this entire area!
You're right!
He gave so many people jobs.
And he helped the poor.
Now that he's suddenly gone…
it feels like we've all been orphaned.
But no matter where Bagha da has gone, he will always live in our hearts!
Exactly!
-Sagor da! -We are with you!
That's why, from today,
it's our responsibility
to fulfill his unfinished dreams and complete his work!
That'll be our true tribute to Bagha da!
-Long live… -Bagha da!
-Shankar Baruah… -Lives on!
-Long live… -Bagha da!
-Shankar Baruah… -Lives on!
-Long live… -Bagha da!
-Shankar Baruah… -Lives on!
Slow down! Everyone will get sweets!
-There's enough for everyone! -Hey! The tribute's done.
Come on, move along!
-The tribute's done! Go home! -What's wrong?
Arrest him.
-Hey! -Hey!
Touch anyone again, punk, and I swear you'll leave here in a cast.
-Hey! -Sir, what's wrong?
Come, I'll tell you.
Hey, take him in!
-Move! -Hey, don't touch him!
Get moving!
Put them all in!
Wait here.
Sir.
So, which one of you is Sagor?
And Ranjit?
Come forward.
Let's see your faces. Come on.
You look like hero material. What are you doing in this business?
I tried, sir.
They said heroines would be scared of a hero like me.
So you became a villain instead?
I hear you two were Bagha's left and right hand?
The heirs to his business?
All illegal operations must shut down immediately.
Otherwise, what happened to Bagha will happen to you too. Understood?
Now, get lost.
Let's go.
Was it really you who killed Bagha da?
Hold your ears.
Hold your ears and squat down.
What are you staring at?
You think you're a don?
You can become a don later. First, squat!
Now!
Zip it!
And you?
You're his friend, right?
Won't you join your other pea in the pod?
Come on, hold your ears and squat too!
-Excuse him, sir. You have me, right? -Shut up!
Do I need to spell it out for you?
Look at them! These two are your bosses!
Don Sagor
and Don Ranjit.
This is your last warning. Get your act together.
Next time, I won't just make you squat.
I'll leash you and parade you through your own neighborhood.
Then we'll see who comes to save you.
Do you think the politician's got your back?
No one's coming to cover your sorry ass. Understand?
You have to look out for your own ass.
Leave them like this for an hour.
Damn!
I'll burn that bastard alive!
That jerk has no idea what he's done today.
Hey, come here.
Have his background and horoscope ready by tonight.
I'll decide the exact time of his death myself!
-Hampi, get me a jug of water. -Yes.
-You were laughing a lot, weren't you? -No.
-Sagor-- -Laugh now.
-Go on, laugh. Laugh, you jerk! -Sagor bhai!
Laugh! Laugh, you bastard! Laugh!
Laugh!
Laugh, you bastard! Laugh!
-Laugh! -He'll die!
Come here, you swine!
-Show me your teeth now! Show me! -He'll die!
-Hey, da-bhai. Let him go! He'll die! -Laugh!
Anyone else want to laugh?
Anyone?
Want to laugh?
Move!
Filthy pig! Get lost!
Poornima!
-How's Dad doing? -He's the same.
Have you managed to reopen your shop?
Just opening the shop won't help. It must be looked after as well…
This is your last warning. Get your act together.
Next time, I won't just make you squat.
I'll leash you and parade you through your own neighborhood.
Mangoes.
What's wrong?
Eat up.
I heard the police picked you and Ranjit up.
I needed to talk to you about that, dada.
-That day, when you were talking about-- -Sit down.
Have a seat.
Go on.
Dada, that day when you mentioned about us getting into politics,
were you serious?
Why? What happened?
I want to run in the election, dada.
I need both the party ticket and your support.
No, Sagor.
That takes time. It's not that easy.
It's complicated. Drop it.
Dada, but if I stay with you, I'll learn, right?
Look, it's not going to happen that quickly.
Stay back.
Gopal makes amazing luchi and potato curry.
Eat before you leave. We'll talk later.
Come on, stay seated.
Hello?
-Is this DCP Arjun Maitra? -Yes, speaking.
You said you would complete Saptarshi Sinha's unfinished work.
Did you really mean it?
I did.
Your name?
Not yet, sir.
I'm quite sure that the actual crime scene in this city
is far more dangerous and widespread than the SIT realizes.
There's a nexus operating right under our noses, sir.
Between kidnappers, gangsters, doctors, and hospitals.
This network of organ trafficking is the answer to
thousands of missing cases from the last three decades.
Sir, these people have taken organ trafficking to a whole new level.
First, they kidnap…
-Hey! -Let me go!
…and then murder.
-Sir, the stock has arrived. -Okay.
After the organ harvesting, they take the bodies to a factory.
Hey, take this with you.
It'll take some time.
Watch out.
Be careful.
Every day, thousands of bodies are being turned into skeletons
at this factory along the banks of the Hooghly River.
Week after week,
containers filled with human skeletons
are smuggled through the Kidderpore Docks,
headed for at least six or seven countries.
Just imagine.
Money is already being made from both kidnapping and murder,
and the victims' organs and skeletons
are also being sold for foreign currencies, sir.
There's nothing left of the bodies,
so all evidence of the crime is erased.
-Police! -Run!
Run!
This way!
Be careful, ma'am.
I'll check upstairs.
He's hiding there!
Over there! Get him! I'll round him up from the other end.
-Hey, stop! -Sir.
Take this!
You jerk!
Move!
You don't know how to swim?
I don't, sir.
Aratrika.
Sir, please spare me.
No!
Sir, you won't believe what I found upstairs.
The National Ganashakti Sanghathan is involved in this.
Otherwise, tell me,
how have they been running their operation for years in this city,
deceiving the entire legal system, and no one had the slightest clue?
Impossible!
On behalf of the people of Kolkata, I demand that CM Shirshendu babu
take responsibility for his government's massive failure
and resign immediately!
-Down with NGS! -Down, down, down!
-Down with Shirshendu babu! -Down, down, down!
-No to bad governance! -No more, no more!
-No to corrupt government! -No more, no more!
Yes, you're right.
Shirshendu da,
what's with this string of crises right before the elections?
Shirshendu babu, so many people have died!
-Four hundred people! -Shirshendu babu,
-what do you have to say about this? -Please make way.
-Please move! -You had no idea this was happening?
-Are you involved in this? -Please make way!
-We need answers! -Make way!
-What actions are you taking? Sir! -No comments, please.
Dada, this has become an even bigger issue than the Saptarshi murder case.
-Shirshendu babu, we need answers! -Let them talk.
-Sir! -Let's go!
Damn, that new cop is on our tail nonstop!
Barun da suffered major losses.
The entire transit business is in shambles.
Our guys got away, right?
Yes, they're all safe.
Then forget it. Why should we care?
If Barun Roy thought
he could run the whole business alone, then this was bound to happen.
Good for him.
Let him handle it.
He thought he could run a one-man show.
Sir, this morning, they even contacted the Singapore office.
There's talk about investigating offshore accounts in the Philippines too.
Sir, at this rate…
I mean, that's going to be a concern.
And if, somehow, they manage to join the dots, sir,
they'll reach us very soon.
Baba, what happened?
I'm not sure.
Maybe the glass was loose.
What a mess.
Hey, lift your legs. You don't want to get cut.
Can you please call Gopal?
-He'll clean it up. -Gopal da!
We need fall guys.
Get all the paperwork ready.
Ownerships, assets, liabilities.
Transfer everything to their names.
I don't want any link leading back to me.
No connection at all.
Sir.
What happened here?
Clean this up, Gopal. Be careful.
Okay.
Yes, Barun da?
How are you doing?
It's been a while.
Come see me.
Give me two singaras, one jalebi, and two gojas…
-Please hurry. -Yes.
Koyel?
Don't be scared, Koyel.
I'm Arjun Maitra.
You called me.
We've been searching for you.
How did you find me, sir?
Tracking you from the payphone where you made that call wasn't too hard, Koyel.
But I'm impressed.
You picked a payphone two and a half kilometers from here.
That was good.
I've been tracking Bagha's criminal activities for months, sir.
When I found out about that factory,
I thought no one could handle this situation better than Saptarshi sir.
So, I called him and asked him to meet me at GPO
so that I can share all the details in person.
That night, I was waiting for him.
In fact, I saw him coming.
I know exactly who killed Saptarshi sir.
There were two of them.
Sagor Talukdar and Ranjit Thakur,
Bagha's two lieutenants.
Sagor was driving.
He hit him first.
-What do you think, bhaiti, is he dead? -He's done for.
What the hell! He's still moving.
Sorry, sir.
I'll get the car.
Was it really you who killed Bagha da?
I'm really sorry, sir.
Maybe I should've told you everything sooner.
But after what happened to Saptarshi sir,
I really didn't know who to trust and who not to.
Koyel, if I arrest them both, will you testify in court?
I'll arrange full security for the both of you.
You and your baba will have full protection.
Yes, sir.
I will.
Aratrika, tell Himel to take a team
and immediately reach Sealdah's Relax Guest House.
Room 316.
We need two people secured there.
And you, head to Shyambazar.
We need to pick up Sagor and Ranjit today.
-And bring a van along, okay? Yeah. -Yes, sir.
-Himel. -Yes?
Arjun sir just called.
-What kind of leader do we want? -A leader like Sagor dada!
-What kind of leader do we want? -A leader like Sagor dada!
-Long live… -Sagor da!
What are you waiting for? Play the beat!
Come on!
Come on, Sagor da!
Niladri, block the left lane.
Okay, sir.
What's the status of the right lane, Aratrika?
Prosenjit is in position, sir. Waiting for your orders.
-And the main road? -Kartik is there.
-Put someone on standby over there. -Sure.
-Yes, sir? -Step down, Arjun.
Whatever you and your team are planning to do, stop it right now.
Sir, we're preparing the charge sheets already.
-We have the eyewitness for Saptarshi's-- -I don't care, Arjun.
That's an order! You need to return right--
Arjun?
Let's go.
Sir, Himel's calling. It's urgent.
-Yes, Himel, tell me. -Sir.
Bad news.
They're both dead.
We did what you asked for, Barun babu.
We've stopped them.
-Okay. -Yes, sir.
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