All language subtitles for Mandala.Murders.S01E03_track3_[eng]

What's wrong?

Bad omen!

A death. Saw the shadow of a death.

It's not necessary that every bad omen

will be clear to you, Mr. Shastri.

A death…

A de… a death?

Whose?

Whose death?

Whose death?

We need more manpower
to search the ruins.

-Call the station and ask for backup.
-Yes, sir.

-Don't tell me later you couldn't do it.
-Sir, can I go and take a look inside?

All right. Go.

Understand? I want a full report.

Hey, bro!

-That torch is of no use.
-What?

The torch is of no use.

I went inside just now.

My flash didn't work either.

Mm-mm!

-All right, I'll take a look.
-Hmm.

Ananya Bharadwaj…

Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

The demons Shumbh
and Nishumbh have been slayed!

The stain
on the sacred ground of Charandaspur

has been washed away clean.

Now, it's done and dusted!

Your devoted servant…

Your Ananya's life was saved
by the Goddess herself!

She was protected

just so she could be of service to you.

Which I shall do until my last breath.

Because I am a real daughter
of Charandaspur!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

-Ananya Bharadwaj…
-Long live! Long live!

What kind of leader do we want?

Ananya Bharadwaj is who we want!

So much happened, Birju,

and you didn't see anything?

I was really terrified, madam.

I was so scared that I hid…

I hid
behind the boss's car.

Who were you scared of?

Some…

uh… ghost-like creature.

No, madam.

I don't remember anything.

Asshole!

You're the only one whose life was spared.

Why?

Now tell me, what happened to your thumb?
How did this get cut?

He…

Sujay sir told me
to c… c… cut my thumb off.

To cut off your thumb?

Why?

Because that's the price
you pay for a boon.

Who did you ask for a boon?

And what was… this boon?

Now tell me this,
what exactly were you doing

when Vijay Yadav was dragging me
into his car and driving away?

Banke, my driver,
helped me into my car and set off.

I called out to you,
but you didn't hear me.

And then I told him, uh,

"Let's go back there
and rescue Rea madam."

A bit of a detour for you, right?

I know you're very angry, Rea.

But I was in such a state
of shock myself and…

Banke was only interested
in saving himself.

Hmm…

To add to that, neither of us had phones.

Then I told him, "Let's call the police
from a nearby village."

Already confirmed that.

You did inform the police there,

but not the two of you, only…

Banke went there.

So, now tell me,

you and Inspector Pramod Sahni
are old friends, right?

Yeah, we used to study in the same school.

Now the interesting thing is,
in the last two days,

there have been two brutal murders, and…

and somehow, you've been present
at both the crime scenes.

I'm a police inspector, ma'am.
That's what I do.

Police inspector. From?

My last posting was Sector 39, Delhi.

So what are you doing here?

On vacation?

Well, right now, I'm off duty
because of a departmental inquiry.

What is that you're trying
to extract out of me, Rea?

Banke called the police from the village.

But after that, you didn't go home.

So, where did you go?

Actually, I have
some blood pressure issues.

After that attack, my BP shot up,

and that's why Banke rushed me
to Dr. Awasthi's nursing home.

I heard that, uh,
the murderer chopped off both their arms.

And you were saved by Vikram.

"Vikram."

How do you know this… "Vikram"?

Everything's connected to one man.

You.

How do you know Ananya Bharadwaj?

Ananya has a younger sister…

Kavita Bharadwaj.

-We were going to get married.
-"Were"?

We met with an accident.
Kavita went into a coma.

So, where is this Kavita?

She's in a hospital in Delhi.

I'll tell you!

I'll tell you.

It is believed that years ago,

when the godfather, Pratap Singh,

wanted to kill Sujay and Vijay Yadav,

their mother, Leela,
got a boon from a Guru…

and that saved Sujay and Vijay's lives.

-So, then her thumb also--
-It's cut off, madam.

If what you say is true,

then why aren't Sujay
and Vijay Yadav still alive?

Shh…

The truth, Mrs. Ananya,
is that you have no explanation.

The reason why you took
so long to notify the police

is because if Vijay Yadav
and his men had murdered me,

you would have been the one to benefit.

After all, the news
of murdering a CIB officer

would have killed their political careers

and sealed your victory in the elections.

So, now tell me, what were you doing
in the forest that night?

Twenty-two years ago, my mother
disappeared from that same forest.

I was looking for some trace of her.

Your mother went missing
22 years ago, right?

Right.

And you're looking for her traces… now?

The murders of Abhishek
and the Yadav brothers

are connected
to my mother's disappearance.

The symbol found on Abhishek's body?

I remember my mother
having the exact same symbol.

Where?

I'll tell you.

Look, I have a lot of free time right now.

And whatever I need
to find out about my mother,

I'm going to do it through
the investigation of these murders.

So, now you have two options.

Either you can put me on your team,

and let me help you with this case,
in any way I can.

Or you can keep me away
and lose out on a valuable resource

that could be of use to you.

In either scenario,

you can keep suspecting me
as much as you are right now.

The symbol found on Abhishek's body…

How is your mother
connected to that symbol?

The night that Maa disappeared,

she had this coin in her purse.

Sujay sir handed me this coin

and then led me into the Guru's cave.

The Guru said in a deep voice…

Your coin.

The coin had a symbol on one side,
but the other side was blank.

I inserted the coin into the machine.

There was a loud noise
and the coin came out.

Now, both sides of the coin had a symbol.

Then…

the Guru told me to put my thumb…

inside the machine.

I was so scared, I froze.

And then the Guru said…

Your boon shall be granted.

And he set me free.

What happened after that?

Did he murder those two brothers?

After that, I don't remember anything!

You can beat me all you want,
you can kill me if you want.

After that, I don't remember
a thing!

Birju must have a coin just like this one.

Mallik?

-Yes, ma'am. I'll look into it.
-Ma'am?

Ma'am, this is urgent.

Someone called Shastri is here to see you.

I'll be there.

Mr. Vikram,

until this investigation is completed,
you are not allowed to leave this city.

We may need you
in this case at some point.

This news will make
my dear father very happy.

This Vikram is a cop and a local as well.

Let's use him in the investigation.

Go, call him inside.

Okay, ma'am.

What's going on in there?

God knows.

An astrologer is here.

He thinks he is gonna be
the next to be killed.

-Then let's go in and find out more.
-Are you mad?

CIB isn't letting me inside.
Who are you to go in?

This madam is driving us nuts.
Here, have some.

No, I don't want any.

-Come on!
-Vikram?

Where are you going?

He called me.

I was just going to have tea.

Who wants to spy on your secret gang?

My name is Kaivalya Shastri.

I sense the power of shadows.

I'm a shadow worshipper.

I study all kinds of shadows.

For example…

Every person has their own unique aura.

A spiritual shadow.

Just like this shadow resembles you,

you'll find that your spiritual shadow
looks uniquely like you.

Sir, I'm sure you haven't come here
to teach me about the physics of shadows.

All you have to do is tell me
how you found out

the exact time
and location of these murders.

Early this morning,

I saw the shadow of a death in my house.

Every death
has a different shadow.

The shadow I saw was that of a killer.

But it was not alone.

It was carrying with it
an element from a past death.

This element had a unique scent.

The fragrance of the night jasmine flower.

But the fragrance belonged
to a very rare species,

which is found in the Varuna Forest.

So, I went to the place

where the jasmine tree grows.

And there it was,
right next to the crime scene.

The shadow was there.

It seemed to be beckoning me.

So then I sought the help
of the shadow spirit

and discovered the exact time of death,
and the murder weapon used.

Weapon?

What kind of weapon was it, Mr. Shastri?

The murder weapon was an antique sword.

An antique sword?

-Mr. Shastri…
-Yes?

Even if we believe you,

we just don't understand one thing.

Why would the murderer want to kill you?

Did you know this person?

Or did you know Sujay, Vijay,
or even Abhishek?

No, I didn't.

I have a friend.

Jamaluddin Khan.

Though everyone knows him as Jimmy Khan.

He has studied
all the murders that have taken place.

According to him,
the next one to die will be a shaunak.

The word "shaunak"
means a guru, a teacher.

For the last 38 years,

I've taught thousands of followers
how to practice shadow worship.

That's why I am the shaunak.

The next death will be mine.

-Ma'am… Ma'am?
-Mr. Shastri.

-Ma'am…
-What did I tell you?

-Ma'am, she just barged in--
-I told you, didn't I?

Neither do you understand this world,
nor does the world understand you.

You humiliated yourself, didn't you?

Now these people will think you're insane.

Why are you here?

-I came here to get you. I--
-Who are you, ma'am?

I'm Kalindi. Mr. Shastri's wife.

It's time for Amrit
to have his meal, Mr. Shastri.

Amrit is our son.

He never eats his meal without us.

Where… Where is Amrit?

He's outside. Waiting.

Okay, you wait outside. I am coming.

I'll take your leave.

Rea, my dear,

if there is anything else,
you can reach me at home.

I'll do that.

I'm not afraid of death.

Bringing the truth to light is my duty,
and that's what I'm doing.

Of course.

-Yes? What do you want?
-Hello.

-Are you from the CP?
-Hmm?

Charandaspur Power?

No, no, I've come here to…
meet Jimmy Khan.

Have you come to ask for a donation?

No, Mr. Shastri had, uh, asked me
to come here and meet Jimmy Khan.

Oh, K Grandpa sent you?

Yeah, right. Kaivalya Shastri.

Yeah. Come in.

You know, K Grandpa gave me
my name, Noor Khan.

That's also my great-grandmother's name.

-Such a sweet name.
-Thank you.

My name is Vikram Singh.

Come, sit down.

The power has gone.

That's why I thought you were from CP.

Grandpa!

K Grandpa has sent someone to see you!

Jimmy Khan? Jimmy Khan!

When's the power coming back?

I'm not gonna pay this month's rent.

Hi.

No, no, no. Thank you.

Who's it?

Are you from the power company?

No, no, Mr. Jamaluddin.

Mr. Shastri sent me here to meet you--

Hey! Who do you think
you're calling Jamaluddin?

I'm Jimmy Khan.

Call me Jimmy. All right?

Sure, Mr. Jimmy.

Now tell me what is all this about?
And what do you want?

Why did Mr. Shastri send you here?

Uh, firstly…

Namaste, Guru ji!

Bless you.

Secondly, I'm Vikram Singh.
I live quite nearby, in Dogolia.

Where in Dogolia?

Sorry?

Dogolia, my friend,
is a parallel universe unto itself.

Do you have your own home there
or are you living in a guest house?

No, Guru ji, we live
in our own ancestral home.

I was born here in Charandaspur.

-Really?
-Yes.

Doesn't seem so from your manner.

-You're not trying to con me, right?
-Anyway, Guru ji,

what difference does it make
where I was born?

Lord Krishna was born in Mathura, right?

But he was raised in Vrindavan.

Just like him, I've grown up
and returned to my Mathura.

I have a score to settle.

-Really?
-Yes.

Let's make a call, shall we?

Let's ask Mr. Shastri
about this weirdo he has sent me.

Eh, Guru ji, Guru ji, Guru ji!

Please, just hear me out.

I have something important to discuss.

Believe me,
it's a matter of life and death.

I won't take up too much time of yours.
Just two minutes.

Okay. Tell me.

Guru ji…

A few days ago,
a body was found at the ghat.

It was all over the news, remember?

And then this Sujay Yadav
and Vijay Yadav--

What the fuck is this?
Are you a freaking policeman?

How dare you con your way into my house?

No, not at all, Guru ji!
I'm not a policeman.

But the police will definitely
be coming here to talk to you.

-It's better you talk to me.
-I should talk to you?

-Wait, I'll talk. I'll talk to you, right!
-No, Guru ji!

-What… wait, what are you doing, Guru ji?
-You want to talk to me?

-No, Guru ji! Guru ji!
-Here!

-Guru ji, not in front of the child.
-I'll kill you in front of the child,

-if you don't get out of here!
-Okay, fine. I'm leaving, I'm leaving.

And if anyone else has something to say,
then do it right now.

I'll sort you out once and for all!

Ananya?

Hello, my friend!

Hello? Who's that? Jimmy?

So you talked to the police, did you?

Look, I did what I thought was right.

Beyond that, it's God's will.

Do me a favour. Please stop going around
announcing your death to everyone.

You're much too healthy for all that.

Only after we all are dead and buried,
will your number come, understand?

Take care of yourself.

Yeah, okay. Bye.

Hmm! You want a light massage,

-or a heavy one?
-Mister.

-A light one, please.
-Hmm.

-This house--
-Madam!

Sorry, but here,
the ladies don't get their haircut done.

Do you know the lane behind this one?

I suggest you go there.

My friend, we're from the CIB.

That man, Shastri,
who lives in that house with his wife…

what do you know about them?

Madam,

there is really not much to know
about that old man and his wife.

The thing is,

the old man is very strange,

and his wife…

is very sweet and simple.

But ever since the two of them lost
their one and only son…

…they stopped going out of their house--

By "lost" you mean he is dead?

-Yes.
-When did he die?

About eight years ago.

Do they have another son? Amrit?

Amrit was the name of their only son.

Amrit is our son.

He never eats his meal without us.

I saw the shadow of a death in my house.

You think Mr. Shastri is mentally stable?

Uh, what "mentally", you mean?

That's all. No more questions.

Come on.

Birju's house must be nearby, right?

Yes, ma'am, it's here.

But why are we going to his house?

Let's hang him upside down
and break his legs.

That'll make him squeal.

That's the job of the police, Mallik.

We're CIB.

We need to do things differently.

Aunty, can you tell me
where Birju Mahato's house is?

Do you see those people dancing there?

That is Birju's house.

What are they celebrating?

Their long-lost son has come back home.

Birju and Radha's son, Awdesh.

He disappeared almost five years ago.

Then, this afternoon,
he suddenly turned up out of nowhere.

So, everyone's celebrating his return.

Look, I understand
that you're very scared.

But the thing is, Birju,

you're the only one
who's seen the murderer.

You're the only one
who can tell us anything.

Mallik!

Have you told Birju?

He claims to be your son.

Awdesh!

Your coin.

Ask for your boon.

May my missing son, Awdesh,

come back home to us.

Your thumb.

Your boon has now been granted.

My Awdesh!

Madam, he is my son.

Hey! Uh…

He disappeared five years ago.

Where did you find him?
I… I want to meet him.

My son, Awdesh!

No, Birju. He's an imposter.
He's not your son.

No, no, madam, I swear to God.
That's my son, Awdesh.

He's pretending to be Awdesh,
and he's fooling your entire family.

Now, he'll have to be arrested
and thrown in jail.

Yes or no?

Yes or no?

I get it, madam.

I understand what you are trying to say.

Yes, I have seen the murderer.

I'll tell you everything I know, madam.

Just don't let anything happen to Awdesh.

Now, uh…

will you tell me?

I won't just tell you,

I'll show you.

That's, uh… Jairaj, right?

Yeah.

Is he having an affair or something?

What the fuck!

He's getting some cheap thrills.

Hey, how is he walking?

The wonders of nature.

Good lord, I'll be damned!
He's turned out to be a helluva juggler!

-Do you see those two men?
-Hmm.

They're members of our party.

My crippled husband

has gone behind my back

with a very elaborate plan
to push me out of politics.

But when did… he recover?

Or was he ever really a cripple?

It's been a secret for two years.

After lots of physiotherapy,
he's finally recovered.

But now he doesn't want to tell anyone.

Because just before election time,

he plans to claim
it's one of God's miracles,

win public sympathy,

and defeat me at the polls.

But has anyone ever
been able to…

defeat you that easily?

Thank you…

for coming here on such short notice.

Well, if you want to, Ananya,

you could do something for me.

You finally came to the point.

Would you know anyone
at the power station?

Come on, man?

You said the power would be back.
So, what's this?

Um, Guru ji, uh…

Oh, wow!

Hey, Chunni!

Hey, Chunilal!

What did I tell you?
The power would be back. Now look!

Always making a big fuss!

Hey, get lost!

Grandpa, I can finally read my storybook.

Yes!

Enjoy!

Bravo, my newfound friend!

You turned out to be quite a useful guy.

No, Guru ji.

I would like to…
return the favour sometime.

Come on, Guru ji!

You call me a friend,

then treat me like a stranger
by saying all this.

So, you wanted to know something
about those murders, didn't you?

Yes, Guru ji.

Come on, then. I'll show you something.

There was someone there,
all dressed in black.

The face was mostly hidden.

And such lightning-like movements.

I saw the shadow of a death in my house.

A sword came swinging down.

A sword with very fine,
intricate carvings on it.

It was… like an antique sword
of an ancient king.

The murder weapon was… an antique sword.

That quickly sliced through
Kallu and the Yadav brothers.

I'm the shaunak.

The next death will be mine.

Do one thing.

You two wait outside.

If we all go in together,
he might feel uncomfortable.

Okay, ma'am. We'll wait out here.

-Namaste.
-You?

At this hour?

Ma'am, I need to talk to Mr. Shastri.

Come inside.

Oh, Rea, my child, you're here.

You see that ceiling?

It was about to collapse two years ago.

All the wooden beams had rotted away.

Anyway…

I saved some money and got it repaired.

Now, how was I to know

that behind the wooden beams,

my grandfather had kept
a secret tucked away inside?

Something similar occurred
in 1952 as well.

And my great-grandfather,

the honourable,
Mr. Mohammad Giyassudin Khan,

had investigated the matter.

Is there a power cut?

Well, my son, Amrit,

isn't fond
of these electric lights, you know.

-Hmm.
-Tell me, Child.

What can I do for you?

I just wanted to know

how you found out about the antique sword.

The remnants of a shadow…

That means

a residual image.

When something terrible occurs,

it leaves a shadow
which lasts for a long time.

Like, if you stare at something for…

for a long time,

you can still see it
after you close your eyes, right?

Hmm.

So, whatever happened at the crime scene,

you're saying, you actually
witnessed the whole thing?

No, no. Not the whole thing.

I learned a few details from Vijay.

Vijay?

By Vijay, you mean--

Vijay Yadav.

One of the victims.

I don't get it.

-So, was Vijay alive when you got there?
-No, my child.

When I reached there,

you and your team had already taken
Vijay and his brother's bodies away.

So, a dead Vijay Yadav told you this?

My child,

it's only the body that lives and dies.

Sadly, the soul remains in the same place.

You should know about that.

You still see her sometimes.

Amrit, my son.

He's put his foot over here.

Tea.

Look, it is difficult
to be 100% sure. But…

I can certainly tell you this much
that these murders taking place…

are connected to a secret society.

-Secret society?
-Hmm.

The Aayast Mandal.

Now, mandal is a geometric design
that represents the cosmos.

This mandal has eight sections.

And each section has a symbol.

That is eight symbols.

Out of these,

I have deciphered
three symbols using these notes.

First, the torso of the voyeur.

Second, the limbs of Shumbh and Nishumbh.

And now, according to this mandal,

it's the shaunak's head under the sword.

Mr. Shastri, since you've
already seen so much,

then you must've seen
the killer's face as well.

No.

The face was covered.

They were attacked
with a cold and ruthless efficiency.

That's why there was no trace
of a residual image.

Only an experienced assassin
could do something like this.

So you believe
there is some kind of cult behind this?

They practice black magic,
and now they're killing people

-for their own benefit?
-Rubbish!

Stop thinking so narrowly
if you want to go down this rabbit hole.

Can those who use black magic
operate this kind of a machine?

And now you believe
the killer is going to murder you?

As I said before,

my friend Jimmy predicts that

the next death to occur

is that of a shaunak.

Who's the shaunak?

Me.

Come here. Look at this.

-This is a newspaper cutting, right?
-Exactly! A newspaper from 1952.

Burn it down!

I'll take your leave now.

I'll get in touch with you again.

Are you sure you don't need any security?

It's here.

Who?

Death itself.

Are you okay? Mr. Shastri?

Kalindi ma'am!

Mr. Shastri!

Mr. Shastri! Sha… No! No!

Kalindi ma'am! Kalindi ma'am!

Kalindi ma'am! Kalindi ma'am!

Kalindi ma'am!

Kalindi ma'am!

Kalindi…

The next one to die
will be a shaunak.