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Year 2009, Sri Lanka.

Jaffna territory, Mangoose Jungle.

Forty-eight hours after the extermination of the Sri Lankan Tigers,

the Sri Lankan Army entered the dense forest of Jaffna.

The Tigers' reign of terror had ended.

But death still lurked at every step in the forest.

Though their empire had stretched across the land,

its roots reached deep into the halls of hell.

With the help of the local villagers,

the Sri Lankan Army started excavating the forest

in search of hidden weapons and treasure.

What was that?

Anna, military.

Do you want to toil your entire life away?

All boys, alert!

Somu!

Anna!

Selva!

Come on!

Who are you people?

Answer me, you punks!

Where are you from?

Burma?

Bangladesh?

Or from Pakistan?

Are you terrorists or smugglers?

These guys look well-trained. They won’t talk.

Charge them with every unresolved case.

Alright, sir.

Get the files.

Sri Lanka.

Sri Lanka?

-Tigers? -Porter.

A porter? What exactly are you here to carry?

Sir.

The militants

burned down our entire village, sir.

There’s nothing left for us to survive on.

We came here seeking shelter.

Do you think seeking shelter is as easy as asking for a cigarette?

You're seeking shelter.

You need an ID. There are rules and regulations.

Gold!

This should be enough for entry.

And for identity proof?

Sir, that’s a lot of gold!

Sir…

I'm risking a lot for these bricks.

Be careful.

Are we changing only the address, or the names too?

I'm really fond of my name.

And that is?

Ranatunga.

This is the parcel, Madam President.

To the Honorable President,

I'm writing this letter from Motupalli,

a small village in the Prakasam district of Andhra Pradesh.

The hands writing this letter may be small,

but the issue at hand is big.

My brothers have sent you their severed fingers.

If you don't help us within 24 hours,

know that only our severed fingers have arrived this time.

Next time, you'll receive our severed heads.

Call CBI Officer Satya Murthy right now.

Immediately!

Jai Hind, sir.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

I can hear that child's voice.

I can see that kid's pain before my eyes.

We have to do something, Satya Murthy.

This is a sensitive issue, ma'am.

Before we take any action,

we need to understand what happened there.

We often claim to have made global progress,

but people still have to go to extreme lengths for justice.

It's not fair, Satya Murthy.

It's my order.

You must go to Motupalli

and gather all the information about what’s happening there.

And keep me updated constantly.

I'm giving you all the special permissions.

-Start immediately. -Yes, ma'am.

Jai Hind!

Listen.

By the time I reach Hyderabad,

tell all the senior officials of the Revenue Department

and a police officer who knows everything about the place

to come to the airport.

And keep this extremely confidential.

Yes, sir.

This is Kishan!

Kishan!

We didn’t listen when he told us to leave.

Hey, there's another person here.

Look!

VILLAGE COUNCIL OFFICE MOTUPALLI

FISHERMEN'S COLONY

These bodies were found in a field on the outskirts of the village.

But no one is speaking up.

Anna!

What happened in this village?

Will someone tell me?

Who did this?

Amma.

I know you're scared to tell the truth.

But your tears scream that they were your loved ones.

Speak up.

No one is going to talk!

Hey!

These are the dead.

And those who remain are the living dead.

These people sacrificed their lives to uplift all of you.

And these people…

They repay them by acting like strangers.

Why?

Because this village…

is not a village.

It is a cremation ground.

And everything is burned to ashes in this godforsaken place.

Burned. Reduced to ashes.

Look. Look here.

Have a look.

Just look.

Look at these hands.

He has no one here.

A rakhi?

Look.

Even in death, this hand is pointing

to the one who tied that rakhi.

Brother!

Now the sister has woken up!

My son!

Here comes the mother!

The father.

Now… Hey!

Now you recognize him!

Everyone is crying now.

At least tell me now!

Tell me who did this!

Ranatunga!

We can't do this…

Screw you!

Look.

One of my sons thinks before raising his hand.

But the other one, Somulu, doesn’t think at all.

Do what you've been told

before he gets here.

Amma, but it’s a Sunday.

So?

Don't you eat on Sundays?

Don’t you drink on Sundays?

Write tomorrow's date and sign.

-Amma-- -Come on!

Do it!

Duty and warrant? Those are some big words.

Who do you want to arrest?

Ranatunga!

Ranatunga?!

Looks like you haven’t heard that name before.

Before it becomes the last name you'll ever hear,

call in sick and say you haven't been at the station for a week,

and stay silent.

Stop!

Stop right here! Everybody stop! Stop!

We won't go further than this.

-Why? -We’re scared, madam.

Aren't you ashamed?

You're a police officer!

-Who are you afraid of? -He's Ranatunga, madam.

He's Ranatunga!

I can't do this, madam.

I have a family to take care of.

I'm resigning on the spot!

You can go ahead.

I can’t do it either, madam.

Namaste, madam.

Sorry, madam.

Sorry, madam.

Sorry, madam, I’m leaving too.

All these men ran away.

Do any of you want to leave as well?

We will all come with you, madam!

What…

Beat them up!

You good-for-nothings!

What are you, a bunch of cowards?

Stop them!

Hey!

Hey!

Lower your voice!

I'm letting you off because you're old!

Or I'll strap you to the jeep and haul you off to jail!

How dare you--

Mom…

Mom, why are you upset?

Let it go. I'll talk to her.

Please, come inside.

You all, too.

Hey.

Pour me a drink.

You've come a long way, would you like something to drink?

Water or juice?

Madam.

We're not here to enjoy your hospitality.

That scum has beheaded ten people.

Call him!

Watch your tone, he's my husband.

Do you have a warrant?

Watch my tone?

He should be beaten and dragged naked through the streets.

Ask him to come out!

Do it!

Close the door!

Hey, Vijaya Lakshmi.

Before coming here, you should've remembered that you're not just a cop.

You're also a woman.

Strip them of their uniforms!

Hey!

Don't spare them!

Seems all that energy

has boiled down to shame and fear now.

The CI refused to allow a warrant.

The policemen were scared to set foot in the house.

You still didn't understand?

You barged in after seeing ten dead bodies.

Thousands!

My husband is going to kill thousands!

Bharathi's husband.

Ranatunga!

Back then, Rama was there to stop Ravan.

But no Rama has been born

to stop Ranatunga.

This is our Lanka.

Even God fears entering this Lanka.

TO UPHOLD RIGHTEOUSNESS, I DESCEND IN EVERY AGE

No God has come here before.

Nor will He ever.

HAIL LORD RAM

Hail Lord Rama!

Through time and age, Rama's might

Warrior with pride, facing the fight

Forgiveness in mind And weapons so true

Anger controlled, in peace he grew

The primal sound rings as Rama takes his stand

With arrows and might He rules the land

Vedas and scriptures His wisdom profound

The hero of both gods And men renowned

Hail Lord Rama!

The drums beat loud, the echoes ring

From Ayodhya they march Hear the warriors roar

Thousands of brave hearts Strong in their fight

With courage in their souls They light the night

Carrying bombs and the sharpest sword

With arrows and spears Ready to roar

With Ayodhya’s grace We’ll bring Ravan to his place

On the field, none shall be For your cause, we’ll set them free

O Rama, Sri Rama, praise to Rama Chant His name, with reverence, proclaim

Protector of the world Lord of the dark and bright

Hail Lord Ram!

THE CONSECRATION CEREMONY OF THE RAM TEMPLE

O Rama, Sri Rama, praise to Rama Chant His name, with reverence, proclaim

Protector of the world Lord of the dark and bright

Hail Lord Ram!

O pure one, victory to Sri Ram

The savior of Sita, Sita Ram

Rama, the king, the Lord divine

Garuda soars, His light will shine

O pure one, victory to Sri Ram

The savior of Sita, Sita Ram

Rama, the king, the Lord divine

Garuda soars, His light will shine

O Rama, Sri Rama, praise to Rama Chant His name, with reverence, proclaim

Protector of the world Lord of the dark and bright

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

Each step with Purshottam, our guide

Through shifting skies and every tide

Each step with Purshottam, our guide

Through shifting skies and every tide

I’ve seen it all, the highs and lows

Known it all, where life goes

I’ve seen it all, the highs and lows

Known it all, where life goes

With Ayodhya’s grace We’ll bring Ravan to his place

On the field, none shall be For your cause, we’ll set them free

O Rama, Sri Rama, praise to Rama Chant His name, with reverence, proclaim

Protector of the world Lord of the dark and bright

Hail Lord Rama!

O Rama, Sri Rama, praise to Rama Chant His name, with reverence, proclaim

Protector of the world Lord of the dark and bright

Hail Lord Rama!

Through time and age, Rama's might

Warrior with pride, facing the fight

Forgiveness in mind And weapons so true

Anger controlled, in peace he grew

The primal sound rings as Rama takes his stand

With arrows and might He rules the land

Vedas and scriptures His wisdom profound

The hero of both gods And men renowned

Hail Lord Rama!

What can we tell him?

Why don't you switch off the phone?

But we have to give him some answers, shouldn't we?

He gives orders like it's nothing, sitting in his AC chamber.

-He keeps calling-- -Excuse me, sir.

What is this place?

Andhra. Andhra Pradesh, sir.

-Chirala area. -Chirala?

Yes, sir.

Why has the train stopped?

A cargo train derailed up ahead.

It's a single track.

The track repair train has started from both Chennai and Vijayawada.

It will take another four to five hours.

Oh, damn!

I'm hungry.

Can we get breakfast?

We were supposed to load it at the next station.

But I'm not sure about this place.

You might get it over there.

Over there.

Amma?

Amma!

Do you have dal-roti?

We don't have dal-roti here, son.

We serve idli, dosa, and vada.

-Will it be fresh and hot? -Of course!

We have piping hot idli. Want some?

-Yes. -Come on.

Amma! Amma…

You work alone? Is there no one else with you?

There is, dear.

But they're not with me.

I've got to look after myself, right?

You seem like you're new here.

Where are you off to, son?

Trekking.

Oh…

-Let's have some tea. -Yes, let's go.

-This morning in Chennai, an unknown -Hey, make some tea!

-person took the lives of ten people. -Hey, old hag, give me a beedi.

In the police inquiry, it was revealed that the deceased were

-sleeper cell terrorists, -Here.

-leaving the Tamil Nadu -Hurry up.

-government tongue-tied! -Hey, change the channel!

-Give me the matchbox, you old hag. -Please wait, I'll give it to you.

Will your dead husband give me the matchbox?!

-Get lost! -Get lost!

Get lost!

Anna.

Anna?

I was enjoying my steaming hot idlis.

You shoved me, and my idli fell.

You should apologize to me.

Listen, we neither give nor take apologies.

Get lost!

Get lost!

Anna?

What’s your issue? What do you want?

Anna, I was eating idli.

You shoved me and it fell.

Say sorry.

You want me to say sorry?

Get lost!

Hey, do you know who you're messing with?

Who are you? And where are you from?

Listen, he wants him to say sorry.

He wants us to apologize.

Hey! Sorry, my foot!

Mad bugger! Get lost!

Hey!

The entire North has felt the force of these two-and-a-half-kilo hands.

Now, it's the South's turn.

When I lift these hands,

the whole nation will rejoice!

Say sorry!

Hey!

Apologize!

Who the hell are you?!

How dare you step into our territory and attack us?

Do you know who we work for?

Tell me.

Ram Subba Reddy.

So, is he going to apologize?

Let's go!

You need not worry, Somulu anna.

This is Ram Subba Reddy.

Twenty boys are coming from Kotluru,

and forty from Ramayapatnam.

Hey! Be careful!

Don't worry, anna.

The job will be finished today.

-I'm telling you. -Call him. What is he doing?

-Let me check. -No, no. Those boys

from Ungol aren't answering their phones.

You…

Alright. I'll call you back.

Hey, woman!

What are you doing just loitering here?

-What the… -They're waiting.

Shove some coffee their way!

I already served them an hour back.

They must wait!

Alright, that's enough!

Come on. Out of the way.

Hey, move!

My child…

makeup and touch-ups don't change a thing on our faces. Get up.

-Get up, dear. -Daddy!

Come on, up!

-Come. -What are you doing?

Hey!

Who's the groom?

You?

Here's the bride. Do you like her?

Of course, you do!

You two are just right for each other. Sit down!

Where are the parents?

Oh!

Your dad looks like a country bumpkin,

and your mom looks like she's just an extra in the background.

Excellent.

-What are you saying? -How much do you want? Shut up!

Tell me how much you want.

Fine, I'll say it then.

Only one daughter.

My whole empire is hers and her husband's.

Sit!

You get up.

What is your job?

I'm a software engineer in Bangalore, sir.

To hell with your software!

Hey!

Forget Bangalore and Mangalore.

I'm 100 times more!

Now you work from home.

What are you thinking?

Do you know who I am?

Who’s the wealthiest in this village?

I am!

Who's the most powerful in this area?

I am!

Who's the king of thugs?

Me!

Who's the political kingmaker?

I am!

-Who's Ram Subba Reddy? -I am!

Say sorry.

Hey!

You hit me, then ask me to apologize? Are you crazy?

-I was enjoying my idli. -Okay.

He shoved me.

The idli fell.

I told him to say sorry.

He…

threw your name around.

Say sorry.

Apologize!

You crazy woman! I will--

Your husband is getting thrashed and you're laughing?

You want me to get beaten up, right?

It's sadness, dear.

-But in the form of laughter. -I will…

-Now what do you want? -Say sorry.

Stop it! Is this a hand or a hammer?

Hey, you fools!

Why are you still stuffing your faces?

Stop looking at me and finish him off!

What happened?

Just missed.

Oh, okay.

-What's happening now? -It got torn.

-Whose? -Ram Subba Reddy's.

-That's great! -You old hag!

Hey!

You came into my territory and beat me like a dog.

If my brother hears about this,

he'll strip you naked and cut you down in public.

Who is he?

Somulu!

My background.

Will he say sorry?

Why did you bring an entire army?

Didn’t I tell you one officer would be enough?

Who has served in the Prakasam district?

Jai Hind, sir.

I was an SP there for five years.

-I know the Prakasam district very well. -But, sir…

Sorry, sir. The weather is bad. We can’t take the chopper.

We can go by road, sir.

We'll reach Motupalli in four to five hours, sir.

Okay. Please collect the files from the Revenue Department.

-Let's go. -Sir.

You even bought the MPs in Parliament?

Needs can compel a man to sell out,

but in India, selling yourself is a compulsion.

Sir, CBI officer Satya Murthy

is currently heading toward Motupalli from Begumpet Airport.

-Please take care of this. -What?!

Motupalli?

Hello?

Minister sahib, tell me.

What was meant to stay hidden has reached Delhi.

A dangerous CBI officer, Satya Murthy, is on his way.

Get rid of all the evidence before he arrives.

Finish it quickly.

Ranatunga has given you his word.

It will be done.

Don't worry too much.

Where is Somulu?

Sir,

these papers are blank, sir.

Signing and stamping them…

would be illegal, sir.

Legal or illegal,

it’s all under my control.

Whose phone is that?

Whose damn phone is ringing?!

Mine.

Pick it up.

-Put it on speaker. -Hello?

Hello? Can you hear me?

-Hello? -Hello.

Did you have lunch?

Yes.

Where's your "background"?

When I was on the phone earlier,

he was right here.

No one's here.

If he's not here, he'll be at the timber warehouse.

I put the tablets in your pocket.

Take them after eating something.

Otherwise, your blood pressure will drop.

Yes, I'll take them.

You have low BP?

Yes.

Help.

One tablet won’t raise your blood pressure,

but if you take them all at once, it definitely will.

If he’s not there either, he’ll be at the sand quarry.

Can you tell me one place where he’ll definitely be?

No! No!

Then he’s definitely at the sand quarry.

Hey!

Anyone else want tablets?

Finish the job within an hour!

Hey!

Check it out.

Hey!

Who is Somulu?

Hey!

Where is Somulu?!

It’s my job to break things,

but you broke the door and barged in.

Loved it!

I am Somulu.

What do you want?

Say sorry.

What?!

What did he say?

He’s asking you to apologize.

I'm already in a bad mood. Apologize now!

Hey!

I'm talking.

Why should I apologize, Crack Man?

I was eating idli.

-What?! -He shoved me.

-Who? -Just shut up!

The idli fell.

He mentioned Ram Subba Reddy's name.

And he…

mentioned your name.

Now, say sorry.

Don't talk before fighting.

He may have mentioned Somulu’s name,

but you probably don’t know…

what this Somulu can do.

Go!

-Say sorry. -Get lost!

Once I start thrashing people,

I don't stop to count

or listen!

So, apologize now!

Apologize!

Is he a cop?

Maybe he's an SI.

No, he must be the SP.

Look at the way he fights, boss.

He must be a commissioner!

Crack Man!

You'll start flying now!

You won't be leaving on your own two feet.

Only your corpse will leave this place!

Thrash this scoundrel!

Apologize!

Are you crazy?!

If my anna finds out about this, he'll drink your blood!

Who is he?

Ranatunga!

Who is this Ranatunga?

Sir, fifteen years ago,

a corrupt police officer,

bribed with gold bricks,

let four notorious international criminals into our country.

Ranatunga bribed his way into becoming an Indian citizen.

He then went on to build his criminal empire here.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Anna!

Do you have a fat pig with you?

Oh!

Check for yourselves.

Did you find it?

Not yet, anna.

Hey! Did you find one?

Not yet. We're still looking for it.

I got it.

What are you doing here?

You just told me.

Not a small one, but a large one.

No! Let him go!

Oh, God!

Hey!

You don’t just need a boat to go into the river,

but you'll also need to pay a commission

to Pandulu Narayana and get his permission.

What are these permission-commission shenanigans, you scoundrel?!

Does your father own this river?

-You swine… -Beat this scoundrel up!

Hey!

Know your place!

You filthy, worthless porter! Take that attitude elsewhere.

If you want to live here, you’ll have to kiss my feet!

You’ll obey every command I give!

You’ll pay me rent for the boat

and give me a share of your catch.

Do you understand?

Let's go!

You called me a porter.

I'll accept that.

You told me to leave the village.

I'll accept that too.

But anyone who raises a hand against my brother…

will die like a pig!

Filthy, worthless porter!

We gave you shelter with no address, and now you think you can kill?!

If you try to act smart, I’ll kill every last one of you

and dump your bodies in the sea!

After those two murders, fear gripped the entire region.

Ranatunga took that fear…

and turned it into the darkness of an endless night.

Slowly,

he began recruiting boys between sixteen and eighteen,

luring them with motorcycles,

unlimited booze,

weed, and drugs.

Once he had established his empire,

Ranatunga gradually

brought his family over from Sri Lanka,

followed by his henchmen.

And in those forty villages,

it's not our government that rules…

but Ranatunga!

That’s how he built his army.

And before anyone realized it,

he had taken control of forty villages.

In the past fifteen years,

no one in that region…

has managed to put even a dent in his empire.

Your Jaat!

-Hey, where's your brother? -The Jaats, jewels of the land

We break all barriers with our hands

Step back

-The Jaat moves ahead -Hey!

-What are you doing? -With strength and spirit

We rise instead

Anna!

Hey!

Call your brother.

Anna!

Anna!

Who are you?

Say sorry.

Sorry?

For what?

I was eating idli.

Oh, God! There he goes again.

He shoved me.

-The idli fell. -The idli fell.

I asked him to say sorry.

He refused.

So I…

beat him to a pulp.

He mentioned Rama Subba Reddy.

Rama Subba Reddy didn't apologize either.

He…

mentioned Somulu!

And this one…

mentioned you.

Will you apologize,

or will you also pass the buck?

You made a mountain out of a molehill.

You idiot!

Thambi,

there's no one above me.

The buck stops with me!

Sorry.

What?

What?

Sorry.

Sounds so good!

I am satisfied.

Love you, sir.

I would have left if you had apologized earlier.

That's why you're here and he's there.

Love you, sir.

-Why is he coming back? -Brother!

-Who else does he want an apology from? -You?

Hey, you wanted me to apologize, didn't you?

I did.

Now get lost.

I've been observing since this morning.

Those people at the dhaba were armed.

There were sacks of money at Rama Subba Reddy's house.

Blank papers were being stamped at the registration office.

And right outside your house,

there’s a police jeep covered with a tarpaulin.

And inside your house…

You morons! He barged into my house

and thrashed my son!

What are you looking at, you imbecile? Kill him!

I raised my hand for a simple "sorry."

I can kill for a girl's dignity.

-Why do you care? -They're my sisters!

Their plight has made me furious.

I'm taking them with me.

Shoot me!

The very land you stand on, the sky,

the ocean…

I own it all!

The sun begs me for light.

The ocean fears my depths.

Shoot!

I am a Jaat.

Even after being beheaded, our hands do not drop the weapon.

I will burn you and your Lanka to dust.

If you're a Jaat, then I'm Ranatunga.

You're no match for my madness.

This is Ranatunga's Lanka.

Here, roads aren't measured in miles

but by the number of corpses on them.

-Shoot. -Shoot!

-Let it go. -Hey!

Shoot!

Don't make any rash decisions in your anger.

We have a job to do.

Let it go. We'll deal with it later.

You like flaunting your power, don't you?

Go on.

Take them with you.

Hey, Jaat, listen up!

You can't take a step without running into Ranatunga here.

You'll be begging for death before the sun goes down.

Alright.

We'll see how that goes.

Your Jaat

The Jaats, jewels of the land

We break all barriers with our hands

Step back, the Jaat moves ahead

With strength and spirit We rise instead

Your Jaat!

Where is your police station?

Ours is a rural station, sir.

It's about eight kilometers from here.

Tell me.

Look,

the roads in our state are in terrible condition.

They're full of potholes. Where will you go?

My guest house is nearby.

And there's a vehicle filled with money.

Stay there for two days and enjoy yourself.

Sign your report, stating that

everything is fine, and submit it to Delhi.

That's it.

Hello!

It isn't for free.

I have a manifesto.

You're retiring in two years, right?

I'll make you the governor of a wealthy state.

Your life will be set.

Happy?

I’ve worked in states like Assam, Kerala, Bengal, and Punjab.

Everywhere I went,

politicians like you made the same offers and tried to bribe me.

All of you are thieves!

Look, I'm going to Motupalli.

I’ll conduct the inquiries there.

If your name comes up,

I’ll make you run naked through the streets of Delhi.

Hey!

I'm a local minister!

I'm powerful!

I'm from the CBI!

We're ruthless!

I’ve taken out 55 criminals in shootouts!

Why did you let him go?

Why did you leave him alive?

-Why did you leave him alive? -Amma!

He dared to touch my brother.

He dared to insult our family.

Killing him within these walls…

wouldn’t have avenged that disrespect.

I’ll kill that man-eating tiger in front of everyone.

This is my promise!

I couldn't stop Satya Murthy.

He’s charging toward Motupalli like a tornado.

He won’t be able to enter,

and the other won’t be able to leave.

A central minister got involved to protect a mere thug.

There has to be a strong reason behind this.

Do you have even the slightest clue about him?

One second, sir. I think I do.

Here you go, sir.

This is the FIR filed against him when he first arrived

at the coastal police station.

Oh.

Divi!

Divi!

Divi, run!

Divi!

Sir, why did you change your vehicle all of a sudden?

The minister mentioned the pothole-ridden roads, didn’t he?

-Got it? -Got it, sir.

Criminal minds.

Divi! Everything will be fine.

Is anyone here?

Help!

Is anyone here?

Help!

Is anyone here?

-Is anyone here? -Help!

-Is there a hospital nearby? -Is anyone here?

Is anyone here? Please help!

Our friend is injured!

-Someone come out! -Someone help us!

Is anyone here?

-Please help us! -Is anyone here?

Is anyone here?

You'll be alright.

Is anyone here?

Water…

Water…

Wa…

I'll fetch it right away.

Divi! You'll be alright!

He is fetching water for you.

Look here.

He'll bring water.

He will get you water. You'll be alright!

Look here.

Look here, Divi!

He will get you water.

Look here.

You'll be alright.

Water…

Divi!

He's here, Divi!

-Divi! -Divi!

Divi!

Madam, this is her first day at work.

So?

Every day could be the last day in the line of duty.

I'm on duty, madam!

Ranatunga.

The screams of your sister,

the silence of that village,

how did you like this gift of mine?

I told you, didn’t I?

Here, roads aren't measured in miles

but by the number of corpses on them.

Each of your sisters will be killed in the same way.

But before I kill you,

I'll make your pride kneel before me.

I will put you in such a condition

that you'll

come frantically searching for me

and apologize.

Your countdown begins now.

Come on!

I am waiting.

How is he getting to know what’s going on here?

What happened in this village?

Where are all the villagers?

And why did you all go to arrest Ranatunga?

We had found bodies in this area earlier too.

But for the first time, a witness came forward.

This is why I went ahead to arrest Ranatunga.

But when we arrived there,

we discovered a terrifying truth.

Do you know where this story started?

Davos.

Sir, today’s meeting has been in the works for two months.

Be brief in whatever you're about to tell us.

I'm off to London with my family.

-I'll miss my flight. -Yes, sir.

Sir, my boss.

Nice meeting you, sir.

Welcome. Please come.

The events of August 6, 1945, in Hiroshima and Nagasaki,

brought an end to World War 2, which had lasted for six years,

in just six days.

That day, the world learned about the destructive power of uranium.

Why have you called me to this meeting?

-Why me? -I'll come to the point.

Scientists have discovered an alternative to uranium.

The rarest radioactive material.

Thorium.

Thorium?

A few months ago, our geo-satellites identified two deposits of thorium.

One on the western coast of Australia

and another on the southeastern coast of India,

over here, in the Bay of Bengal.

Among the 600-mile coastal region of Andhra Pradesh,

this area, about 100 miles,

has the richest thorium deposits.

We want this area evacuated

so we can separate the thorium from the sand,

purify it, and sell it outside India.

We’re ready to pay whatever it takes to make this happen.

The rules won't allow this,

but what you said at the end,

something about money,

impressed me.

Resorts, ports, fisheries…

Acquire land under the pretext of developing them.

That's not possible, sir.

A scam disguised as coastal corridor development was uncovered,

and it backfired terribly.

The fallout from that was a court order

stating that no one could buy an inch of that land

without the signature of the villagers.

The media is very interested in this case.

No one can pull this off.

There's one guy.

Who?

Ranatunga!

Touched the blows, brushed the hair And yet, you’re still right there

Grabbed your hand Had you dancing through

And still, you slipped right through

Touched the blows, brushed the hair And yet, you’re still right there

Grabbed your hand Had you dancing through

And still, you slipped right through

When your hand brushed my side

This wasn’t a mistake It's no ordinary ride

When your hand brushed my side

This wasn’t a mistake It's no ordinary ride

Tell me straight or whisper it soft!

I’ll offer my heart, it’s all for you But first, say sorry. It's overdue

I'll take your heart No one else but you

But first, say sorry It's overdue

I’ll offer my heart, it’s all for you But first, say sorry. It's overdue

I'll take your heart No one else but you

But first, say sorry. It's overdue

Eyes like a storm They make me lose my calm

My heart is yours Like a king’s own charm

Love’s a liquor, it lifts me high

Eyes like a storm They make me lose my calm

My heart is yours Like a king’s own charm

Love’s a liquor, it lifts me high

I'll take your heart No one else but you

But first, say sorry. It's overdue

Say sorry

Say sorry

Say those hollow words You’ll feel the cost

You won’t witness The power you’ve lost

Make false promises And you’ll be caught

You’ll never take back The lies you’ve brought

Whispers fill the city streets

News, news, news on repeat

Your gaze is mischief, full of fire

Eyes, eyes, eyes full of desire

Whispers fill the city streets

Your gaze is mischief, full of fire

Don’t open The vault of beauty so bold

I’ll offer my heart, it’s all for you But first, say sorry. It's overdue

This is not normal soil.

This soil

sells for millions of rupees.

If you manage to evacuate these 30 villages in the coastal area

and transfer the papers to them,

you'll get

250 billion rupees in return.

We established this empire by instilling the fear of death in people.

Why would we give it up just because you came along and asked us?

You may leave now.

No matter how long you stay here,

your husband will always be seen as a thug.

Imagine if you could go back to the place you came from,

richer by 250 billion rupees.

Think about it.

Now we're talking!

It's a deal!

We won't sign them!

We won't leave this village.

These are the deeds to our houses.

We're already doing what you asked.

Why are you taking away our homes?

Please let us live! We'll sign the papers!

-We'll sign the papers! -She's just a child. Please spare her!

It's not just our village that's suffering.

The surrounding 30 villages are facing similar injustices.

Neither the system nor the police are helping us.

We urge the government

to step in immediately and protect us from Ranatunga.

If not,

our village, our livelihood, and everything we have will be destroyed.

Please!

Please save us!

Call Ranatunga.

Hey, old hag, just wait!

You wretch!

No…

Leave that. Get up.

She doesn't even know if what she's eating is rice or dirt.

So much injustice has happened here,

and not a single person raised their voice?

One village…

One village raised its voice.

Give us our land back!

-We want justice! -This is our land!

We want justice!

We want justice!

We want justice!

This is our land!

This is our land!

Then what is this?

"We, the villagers, deprived of education and development,

have only had fishing as our means of livelihood."

"In light of the changing times and the dangers of the sea,

we are voluntarily selling our land to Ranatunga Fisheries Company."

-No, sir. -"And in return,

Mr. Ranatunga has paid us the full market value."

How much did he pay you?

-What?! -Proof!

Your system requires proof, doesn't it?

Mind your damn tongue!

Sir, instead of accepting bribes from him, become his mistress.

Taking a commission is better than taking a bribe.

He attacked a government official.

Arrest them all!

-Arrest them! -That's a lie!

Uncle!

We all grew up playing on your lap.

But today,

we're leaving you.

Wherever we go…

please bless us and watch over us.

Please never leave us.

-Uncle… -Come, let's go.

-No, no, no! -Uncle, please don't go!

-Uncle, please don't go! -Hey, stop!

-Uncle… -Stop!

-Stop! Where are you going? -Don't go.

What if you encounter another demon there?

What will you do then?

Brother, Mom said we'll have to leave the village.

Raja, Chinni, Lakshmika, no one will be there with me.

We'll all be separated.

I read in school that

a small child once wrote a letter to President Giani Zail Singh,

saying her school had been shut down.

Then the President himself came and reopened the school.

If I write a letter to the President, will she help me too?

Brother?

Hey!

When God speaks, He speaks through a child.

This is God's will.

The Lord has spoken!

We will write a letter, dear.

-We'll write. -We'll definitely write.

To the Honorable President,

I'm writing this letter from Motupalli,

a small village

in the Prakasam district of Andhra Pradesh.

I am studying in the third grade.

But now,

I won't be able to attend school anymore.

Our forefathers were all born here,

but we're being told that we'll have to leave this village.

If we leave the village,

no one will ever know the injustices happening here.

Our homes, land, and everything have been taken from us.

Out of 15,000 people,

only 500 remain.

Out of 25 villages,

only one remains.

If we sign these papers,

our name and identity will be erased from this land.

That is why all my brothers

are sending you their severed thumbs.

Brother!

If you don’t help us within 24 hours,

instead of our severed thumbs,

you'll be receiving our severed heads.

Will you kill yourself, brother?

The village must live.

Our pain won't be understood just by writing about it.

People will only know when they see the pain.

This is more precious than our very lives!

Take this carefully with you.

How long will it take to get there?

Don't worry. Deliveries these days happen within a day.

-You all take care of yourselves. -Thank you.

Let's go.

This is why people say

not to stick your fingers where they don't belong.

Do what you must.

We have already done

what we needed to do.

Send your fingers to whomever you want!

What I am about to do tomorrow, no one will be able to stop it!

Sir, we women put on brave faces and went to arrest Ranatunga.

No man from our station came with us.

Later, we discovered that all those men were Ranatunga's henchmen.

We went there to shed light on the truth,

but we only found pitch darkness.

In that darkness,

we don't know how many hands were laid on us.

Son…

the soldiers at the border

shed blood for every inch of our homeland.

But inside this nation,

some thug sheds the blood of our children

and snatches away our land and homes.

No one is here to listen to our pain,

and no one is here to fight for us.

Amma.

I'm a farmer.

I'm a Jaat.

Our relationship is not one of blood…

but of this soil.

This soil…

is our mother.

From our first breath to our last, it takes care of us.

As long as I'm alive…

I won't let one mother be separated from another.

I cannot bring the dead back to life,

but I promise you this…

I will avenge their deaths.

I will kill Ranatunga!

Take this!

TRUTH ALONE TRIUMPHS

Sir…

Sir!

I want to file a complaint.

Go there.

I want to file a complaint.

Write it yourself.

It's your job.

Sit down.

Tell me.

I was eating idlis.

Someone shoved me.

The idli fell.

I told him to say sorry.

He didn't apologize.

I beat him to a pulp.

He then mentioned Ram Subba Reddy.

I went to Ram Subba Reddy.

I told him to say sorry.

He also didn't apologize.

I then beat him to a pulp.

He…

mentioned Somulu.

So I went to him.

I told him to say sorry.

He also didn't apologize.

I then beat him to a pulp.

-Who did you thrash? -Somulu!

Sit down.

He then mentioned his brother, Ranatunga.

Ranatunga apologized to me…

but I didn't feel satisfied.

I wrecked every one of his henchmen right in front of him.

What is this?

Is this some kind of joke?

You're saying you beat everyone up, and now you want to file a complaint?

This was just some information.

Now, write the complaint.

What's your complaint?

Vijaya Lakshmi!

You went there with all that bravado to arrest him!

What happened?

Do you have any respect left, or was that looted from you as well?

Sir!

An impotent man who has lost all respect

does not have the authority to comment on a woman's honor.

Your honor and respect may be between your legs,

but our honor and respect…

is judged by our conscience.

A man showed up to support you,

and suddenly your masculinity kicked in?

Hey!

Hey!

Don't you feel ashamed making fun of women?

Write "Respect Women" in your hearts, not just on your walls.

These women are like your daughters and sisters.

They fulfilled their duties as police officers.

And you, instead of helping them,

ran off like scaredy-cats?

People from 29 villages were subjugated and killed.

What did you do as police officers?

Ten beheaded bodies were found.

The people were crying out for help!

What did you do as police officers?

A young girl was brave enough to come forward with the truth,

but today she's lost her mind and is eating dirt.

This is what you did as police officers.

Hey, hero!

Lower your voice!

This is my police station.

Amma!

You people are not worthy of these uniforms!

These uniforms represent the strength, belief, and trust of the people!

They gave you these uniforms so you could protect them.

But instead…

you joined forces with the enemy

and abused the power that comes with these uniforms!

Shut down this police station!

Take off your uniforms!

And surrender yourselves!

Tie this scoundrel up!

Sir!

Hey! Call Ranatunga!

Hello?

Sir!

The man who beat up your men and destroyed things at your house

is now right here in my station.

Sir, please give us the go-ahead.

I’ll shoot him and bring his body to your doorstep.

No!

Keep him alive!

I’ll be the one to kill him!

I’ll come right away!

Please come, sir.

Please come.

Somu!

Where are you going at this hour?

To restore the honor of our household!

Let anna know.

Hey!

Where is he?

Sir, please come. Welcome!

-Where is he? -He's sitting there.

Who hit him?

I hit him, sir.

I can also kill him if you order me to.

No hitting without my permission.

It's personal.

-It's what? -Personal.

Get lost!

Crack Man!

Do you know why anna spared your life?

So that I could be the one to kill you!

Love you, anna!

Hey!

Give me the bike keys!

Give me the bike keys!

Who are you?

Are you a gangster?

A Naxalite?

A terrorist?

Crack Man!

I’ll slice you into so many pieces

it’ll take a week to clean up this police station.

I’ll behead you and put your head on my rooftop.

102, come in!

Emergency! 102, come in!

102, come in!

102, come in! Emergency!

102 speaking, respond.

The guy getting beaten in the station

isn’t just some ordinary man!

Tell the CI not to harm him! Don't harm him!

-Come again! -Enough with this nonsense! Wake him up!

Don't wake him up, sir!

If he wakes up, he’ll destroy all of you!

He’ll definitely be alive.

I caught him two days ago in a smuggling case.

Sir, he has a backstory that only I know. Should I tell you?

Hey, do you know him?

Dhaka Central Jail…

That prison held a dangerous gang.

Each member had killed at least eight to ten people.

They were animals! Every last one of them!

Salute them with one hand

and cover your back with the other.

That’s how terrifying the gang was. A dangerous gang!

But one day,

this hero was brought into our prison.

Fresh entry.

The gang thought

he was just another harmless guy.

That was their biggest mistake!

Hello, sir!

I’ve seen all kinds of fights, struggles, and bloodshed,

but that day in the jail, this hero fought like nothing I’d ever seen before…

For the first time in my life,

I witnessed such intense live action!

If he’s alive…

get ready for a repeat telecast of that same dangerous fight!

He’s a one-man wrecking crew who breaks bones like it’s nothing!

Don’t make the same mistake that the gang made.

This guy isn’t made of normal atoms…

he’s an atom bomb!

The whole prison used to fondly call him…

"The Bulldozer!"

If he's "The Bulldozer," then I'm a Battle Tank!

Wait and see!

Go look.

Go look!

I warned you, didn't I? He's alive, sir!

Is everyone here?

Did Ranatunga show up too?

This is who we call "The Bulldozer!"

Hey!

Move!

Vijaya Lakshmi!

Ayesha!

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

-Where is the armory? -It's over there.

Sir!

Do you know him?

Good thing you arrived late.

Otherwise, the 30 hanging bodies would’ve become 31.

Phone…

Your phone is ringing.

You've been killing people without mercy for years.

You should now feel their pain…

as you watch your brothers hanging.

Don't bother trying to find me.

I’m coming to finish you off!

Who was that?

The Bulldozer, right?

What did he say?

Is he calling you?

Sir, don't dare go to him,

or you’ll be hanged too!

For real!

Yes.

Sir, there are no Indian records on the person in the photo you sent.

However, our facial scanner found a match with an international criminal.

And that is?

He's none other than Muthuvel Karikalan.

What?!

Tell me in detail! Details!

He is the Muthuvel Karikalan.

Deputy Commander of the Jaffna Tiger Force.

The mastermind behind the ex-Union Minister's assassination.

However, due to his anti-organizational activities,

he was expelled from the Jaffna Tiger Force.

He’s been absconding ever since.

He’s not a regular terrorist, sir.

He's very dangerous, sir.

I'm sending his details right away.

Make it fast!

Sir.

Let's go to Motupalli.

You've all lost a lot already.

I don't want to burden you any further.

You might have started the war.

But I’ll be the one to end it.

Sir, you defended our dignity.

You're going to the ends of the earth

to protect a village you have no connection to.

Who exactly are you, sir?

Someone who risks his life…

even while knowing how precious it is.

Hello, CBI Satya Murthy here.

Okay, sir.

Forwarding the call to my superior officer.

Fast!

CBI Satya Murthy is on the line for you, sir.

Yes, Mr. Satya Murthy?

Officer, I have direct orders from the President.

We’re after a high-value terrorist,

and I require the Special Forces for the operation.

I'm currently at Motupalli.

You're in a very remote location.

It'll take at least three hours for the nearest unit to reach you.

I can't wait that long. He must be caught immediately.

If not, we’ll lose one person every hour.

Mr. Murthy, there's an officer active in that area.

I can send him to you.

One officer?

The man I’m after isn’t some petty thug or robber.

I need a battalion to take him down, not just one officer.

You need a battalion to start a war.

But to stop that war, trust me,

he alone is enough.

Who is he?

Whether it was the Kargil War in 1999,

the Surgical Strikes in 2016, or Balakot,

every time, he struck fear into the enemy's heart.

He's a nightmare for Pakistan.

Whether it was Operation Vijay

or the Bangladesh Dhaka jail undercover operation,

the nation has changed over the years,

but his battles haven’t.

He can forgive his enemies,

but when it comes to the nation's enemies, he's ruthless.

He doesn’t just fight with weapons.

He becomes the weapon.

The place you're referring to, he's already there.

FISHERMEN'S COLONY

The guy getting beaten in the station

isn’t just some ordinary man!

He's a lion!

He's the Lion of the Jat Regiment!

One of our best commandos and the pride of the Indian Army.

Brigadier Baldev Pratap Singh!

It's getting late.

Where are the Motupalli documents?

Where is Ranatunga?

He's here.

Amma!

How far have you studied, child?

Enough to write a letter to the President, right?

Take this.

Write another letter.

Now!

"To the Honorable President,

we, the villagers of Motupalli,

are writing this letter to tell you

how we perished at the hands of the great Ranatunga."

"The first bullet went straight to the chest."

"The second bullet went right through the throat."

"And the third claimed three corpses."

"Three old folks fell dead."

Go on, write!

Write, I say!

"He's coming to put an end to all of your atrocities." Write it down!

"The land he killed for

will be the very land that buries him in the storm."

Write this as well.

"The very hands whose thumbs you cut off

will now hang you to death!"

I can already hear…

you pleading for your life.

I might be dying,

but I will surely witness

the… end… of you.

Sir, let's go.

Where are you going?

He has a rocket launcher! Run!

Hey!

Throw away the gun!

Or else I'll kill her!

Put the gun down!

Let her go! She's just a child!

I've killed more soldiers than civilians.

Before I leave this country,

an army man will be my last kill.

It took me 15 years to build my empire.

But you? You razed it down in ten hours!

You murdered my brothers.

Where did you get that kind of guts?

I'm a Jaat, made from this very soil.

A selfless person who puts his people first.

A warrior who'll stand up against millions.

A man who protects his mother, family, and his children.

And when a Jaat becomes an army officer,

he swells with pride at being an Indian.

Hey!

God only appears when called.

He provides only when asked.

But he gave us everything without us having to ask.

To us, he is our God.

People like you make the nation glow with pride and strength.

The country is proud of you, Brigadier Baldev Pratap Singh!

Uncle!

Please come here.

Uncle, aren't you the President?

You came to our rescue after reading my letter, right?

Thank you, Uncle!

If we're ever in trouble again, we'll definitely count on you.

You'll come to our rescue, right?

Of course, dear.

I most certainly will.

Madam President, this is Satya Murthy reporting from Motupalli.

Tell me, Satya Murthy.

I was waiting for your call.

There was a war.

A war? Who started it?

A farmer who lives for this very land.

A soldier who pledged his life to our country.

He led the war and brought about justice.

Who is he?

He's none other than

Brigadier Baldev Pratap Singh!

Jat Regiment.

Your Jaat!

The Jaats, jewels of the land

We break all barriers with our hands

Step back, the Jaat moves ahead

With strength and spirit We rise instead