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Hello?

Hello. Arjun sir, can you hear me? Sir,
we've been attacked. They were all waiting

for us. Sir, sir, you were right all this
while. There's a mole in our team. Yes,

sir, but- I think he's dead, sir. Sir.

Ya, tell me. What are you saying? Are you
alright, Aratrika? Himel? You wait there.

I'll dispatch a police team, right away.

Tell me from the beginning.

What?

What was the SIT's plan?
Give me all the details.

You don't have a lot of time,
Aratrika. Look into the camera,

and start talking right away.

- When Arjun sir came to Kolkata--
- No, no, no, no, no!

Not from Arjun sir. From the beginning.
From your, Saptarishi sir.

That's where it all started, didn't it?

It actually started with a kidnapping.
A kidnapping gone wrong.

Hey! Come on!
, Come on!, Come on!, Come on!

Which one?

The fat one.

Both of them are fat.

No, not at all.
One is fat and one is fit like me.

Tell me quickly.
His driver is waiting there.

Must be the left one.

Your left or his left?

His left.

You sure?

Ya, sure.

Hey!

Hey, hey,
Zulfikaar, hey, what's going on, huh?

- I'm coming! I'm coming!
- Come on.

Let's go. Hurry up!

Zulfi, I'm coming! Hey, bloody hell!

Come on, hurry up!

Come get us, fatty!

Tell me your badge number right away.

Then I will tell you where I
think you should be looking.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
If you don't want to be

transferred to Lalgarh,
then give me an update every hour.

Borun! Where is Borun? Where is he?

He is right there, dada.

My grandson has to come back home
safe and sound right now, Borun.

And I don't care how!

Hazra Da, calm down.

I'm here, right? Just listen to me,

please. Please calm down.

Listen, don't take me for a fool.
And you better not think

I'm like the others, okay.

If Kartik Hazra wants even today he can
bring everyone from the CM to Delhi's

high command right down to their knees!

You are sweating,
Hazra da. Your pressure will increase.

Please get him some water
and leave the room.

I want to talk to him. Listen to me.

I'm here for you.

I'll definitely do something.

Just a moment. You first calm down.

Please, Hazra dada, calm down.

- Now we can talk.
- There's nothin to talk about!

But if you don't talk,
then how will your problem get solved?

I am sure all this is Bagha's doing.
Who else could have done it?

You created this monster, right?

But you better tell him this
loud and clear, If anything

happens to my grandson,
no one will be spared.

People like you who don't understand the
difference between business and politics,

they are the ones who need goons,
goons like that notorious, Bagha.

Don't bury your head in the sand,
Borun. The meaning of the word politics

may have changed over the years,
but in this field I've ben

around longer than you.

If my little grandson does not return home
at the earliest, then I'm warning you,

by tomorrow morning I will definitely
expose all your friends,

at one go itself in Paschim Barta.
So watch out.

Don't worry. You just go home and relax.

We've called in the best officer
for this job. Saptarishi Sinha.

Sir.

- Sir.
- Sir.

Sir.

Sir.

Oh, Saptarishi! Come, come, come.

Thank you, sir.

- Sit down, please.
- I'm good, sir.

Saptarishi, you must be aware of why

you've been sent here.
A volcano has erupted here.

I'm getting back to back calls.
Find that kid, on priority.

Right, sir.

By the way, off the record,

Bagha's boy must have carried
out this kidnapping,100%.

This lead is what I can give you.

Then it's pretty simple,
sir. Let's just ask the team to nab Bagha,

use our ways to get him to talk,
and he'll tell us on his

own where the kid is.

Let me introduce Bagha to you.

The first time when Shankar came from
Birbhum to Kolkata with his mother,

he was merely around 13 to14 years old.

He started off as a labourer in
the flower market of Howrah.

In those days Bulbuldas was
the truck mafia there.

Namaskar!

RAJA DINBANDHU RIVERFRONT

Perhaps, no one had taught Bulbuldas

how to behave with women.

Don't you dare touch my mother ever again!

You asshole!

Babu!

No!

Bastard! Son of a bloody whore!

Being the good son that he was,

Shankar decided that he would
teach Bulbuldas how to behave.

RAJA DINBANDHU RIVERFRONT

How long could Shankar
have been interested

in a tiny little place like Howrah?
So, after 11 years,

he set off on a hunt for
the lion of Kolkata, Aslam

Shera of Bada Bazar and that too,
all alone.

Oh Allah! Father!

That Shankar from Howrah is here.

Go! Go and kill that bastard!

Hey!

Shankar!

From that day onwards,
after killing Shera, Shankar became Bagha.

Bagha meaning tiger.
From then on till today,

all the underworld activities
that happen in Kolkata,

be it smuggling at the docks
or fake liquor cases,

be it extortion or kidnapping or even land
grabbing or political assassination,

you name it, Bagha is the man.

Shri Krishna says here that death is the
inevitable truth of life. And that is why

any man who's wise does not lament over
the inevitable. People are dying every

moment and those who are alive are
watching these events unfold. But still,

- not even once do they think--
- Bagha Da!

But not even once do they think that,
that they too will die some day.

Bagha da, Borun da is on the line.

I'll be back, ma.

No, no.
We did not kidnap any child, Borun da.

Bagha, if not you then who else? You
think it could be one of your boys?

Borun da, namaskar.

Barun da, my boys won't even go to the

toilet without my permission,
forget kidnapping someone?

But this is going to have a ripple effect.
If anything happens to that child, then,

Hazra da is one of the oldest members
of the party. You understand, right?

These days at the ground level all the
operations for Bagha are being run by

two boys. Sagor Talukdar.

Sagor!

Yes, dada?

And Ranjit Thakur.

Hey, Sagor!

- Yes, dada.
- Who's this new player around?

- That kid's case?
- Ya.

- Which area is it?
- Lake market.

Hey, Dabhai! That Bantu guy handles

the Lake market area.

That idiot, Bantu will never learn. Bantu,

do you have any idea what's going
on in your area? Five minutes,

find out and let me know.
It will be done, dada.

Ya. Make sure.

Find out quickly and tell me.
Ten minutes, okay.

Together, these two disciples of Bagha

are extremely dangerous.
Both can even lay down their lives for

each other. Such thick friends you know.

You understand the scenario now,

Saptarshi? Hmm?

Washing machine.

Sorry?

I mean,
I have to work like a washing machine.

Clothes should get washed but
without any sound. Got it, sir.

Smarty pants!

So beta, can you tell us anything?
What did those two guys look like?

One was quite skinny.

And the other one like me, healthy.

Do you remember anything else?

Hmm. Ice cream.

Hmm?

One of the guy's name was ice cream.

Ice cream?

Kulfi? Such a weird name.

Dada, my name is Zulfikaar.
But, dada I didn't even realize

when Zulfi became Kulfi.

It became Kulfi.
Very nice. So who wants to kick?

Ranjit da!

- You'll score a goal?
- Of course.

- Hey!
- Go for it.

Come on, Badol, go for it!

- Come on, Badol! Come on!
- Quick!

Oh no. Is this how I taught you to play?

Sorry. It won't happen again.

From where are you idiots?
Are you from another gang?

- Independent! Independent!
- Yes!

Bacchu da had asked me
to join Bagha da and

his gang. I said not in this lifetime.
What else could I have done?

You tell me, Ranjit da.

So that's why you got excited
and picked up the wrong kid?

No, no, no, no.

- We need a goal. Who wants to kick?
- Dada, me! Dada, me! Dada, me!

- Will you score a goal or not?
- Of course, dada.

Come on then.

Yes!

- Come on, Botal!
- Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!

No! No! No!

Wow! Very good, very good!
Now that's what you call a goal.

Forgive us, Ranjit da. Ranjit da,
I'm a big fan of yours. Sagor da,

I'm your fan too,
belive me. Sagor da, let us go today.

If ever we-we get a chance,
we'll-we'll be of help.

How will you be of any help, loser?

Listen to me, Ranjit.

Let them go.

Throw these idiots down!

Ranjit da. Sorry, Ranjit da.

If I ever see you again,
I'll freeze you like ice cream.

- Sorry, Ranjit da.
- Come on, come on. Hurry up,

hurry up. Start running quickly.

Let's see how fast you can run. Quickly.

Let's go. Run!

Whenever you get a call,
first press this button,

sir. And then when the call ends-

Tanmoy!

Dadu!

As soon as the grandson of a member
of the ruling party was kidnapped,

the police found the child and and brought
him back within just 12 hours.

See the efficiency of these people.
And here, in the last thirty years,

four thousand people have disappeared,
what about them?

What action has your police
department taken?

They should be ashamed of themselves.
CM Shishendu babu,

will have to answer the public.

These are our mothers,
our sisters, right? Someone's son,

someone's husband is gone missing.
Who will take the responsibility for this?

The police is protecting the ruling party,
okay.

And the ruling party's busy
protecting the criminals now.

If we do not put an end to this tyranny
once and for all in this election,

then no one will be able to stop Kolkata
from getting destroyed entirely.

Just wwitch it off.

CM Shishendu babu, will now…

Can't even get a minute to breathe.
The Hazra da,

matter got solved somehow and now this.

Shishendu da…

Hmm?

Now that we have brought Saptarishi in,
why not give him some work to do?

As in?

He has a clean image.

The public should also feel that since
the party has brought him in,

some work has also been done.

The department's reputation is
getting ruined, Saptarishi.

Our image is at an all-time low.
Why on earth aren't we doing

something about Bagha?

Sir, it was your direction that Bagha's
business is none of our business.

Aah, aah,
Saptarshi, that was off the record.

Please don't hold me to my words like
this. Now, I'm saying this on record.

Go after Bagha. Go for him.

Before starting the auction,
let me share the details

of this vessel with you.
The name of the carrier is Morning Dew,

1983, liquified natural semi-pressurized
gas carrier built in Helsingor, Denmark.

Owned by Agarwal Ship Breakers
and Traders Private Limited.

Capacity of the vessel is 80,
000 cubic meters.

Dead weight 58, 000 metric tons.

Light displacement tonnage 23,
000 long tons.

LOA is 180. And at 430 rupees per kilo,

it goes to Choudhary babu.

Please sign here.

Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much!
So Agarwal, need to sign here?

We are done. Time to go.

- Hey, Bablu!
- Don't be useless. Let's leave.

Come on, let's go. Make it quick.

Hey! Happy,
you idiot. What are you doing here?

Oh, Ranjit da. Just some side income.

Go, go,
go! See you in the evening at our spot.

Okay, dada. Come on, Lontu. See you, dada.

Sorry, I'm a little late.
Got a lot of traffic on the way.

Agarwal ji, all well with you? Oh, Sagor.

Yes, dada.

Come on, take these files.

Bhaiti!

Badol!

Yes, dada.

Five crores, for the ship.
So Agarwal ji, it's a done deal.

Is this some kind of a joke?

You know this is my ship.

- Agarwal ji, please, take it easy.
- Speak when spoken to. Sit. Sit.

Do you even know the efforts and the hard
work that I had to put in to bring

this ship here?
Finding a seller in Denmark,

cracking negotiations,
arranging for finance,

and after months of paperwork,

I finally made this possible.

And that's exactly what I'm paying
you for, right? Agarwal babu.

And you keep bullying us all
the time, like some big shot don.

Hey! Bagha da is a businessman, okay.

I know what kind of a businessman he is.

Let it be, Agarwal babu.

There is np point in beating
around the bush. The final

offer is this. Either this or maybe this.
Now tell me, do you still want this ship?

Yes. For the last four years now,
you've been playing around like this,

but not anymore.
I am the one who bought this ship.

And only I will sell it at my price,
okay. And If this is the ship you want,

then go for it. Make your connections.
Fill the forms. Aah,

but then how will you fill the form?
You'll get stuck on the second line,

because you need to write your father's
name. And do you know who your father is,

huh?

You useless piece of shit!

I'm leaving. Badol.

Yes?

Bye, sir.

Hey, Giri. Pick up the body.

Deta, go get the car.

Hello.

Calm down, beta.

All of you leave the room.

It's okay,
it's okay. Calm down, calm down.

You can finally sleep peacefully, ma.

You won't be in pain anymore.

Heat some water and give ma a bath,
Lipika. Go. And yes,

just send a message to Cheena,
that grandma is no more.

Hello?

It took me 3 days to get the tickets.

I didn't know you would take so long.

We will reach in the evening for the
afternoon show. Come on, hurry up!

Keep your jokes to yourself. I'm coming.

- When?
- Sagor da! Sagor da!

Ya.

Listen, Bagha da's mother has passed away!

Oh no.

You go ahead.
I'll change my saree and join you.

I'll see you later. Coming!

Come on,
let's go. Old lady's finally gone.

- Come on Ranjit da.
- Hey. Lock the door.

Damn, so many people have turned up. Come.
Come on, aunty, come on, uncle! Side,

side, side. Please step aside.

Bro, everyone is mourning as if
she was a pretty 18 year old,

and not an 80 year old.

- Don't make me laugh.
- Move. Hey, move aside.

The cops are also here.

Looks like MLA sahab is here as well.

Good.

What the--bloody hell. Look at him.

The hag never spoke once to him without
abusing. And now look at the

way he is acting in front of us.
Bloody mo--fucking drama queen.

Look at him, bro. A step-grandson's
love. The way he is clinging on to her,

one would think he's going to drop her
off at the main gates of heaven himself.

Hey, shut up. Hey, give me
that. Okay, you can go now.

Come on. Tie it.

Yes dada. I'll do it.

- Why did you go away?
- It's okay. It's okay.

Sir, namaskar.

Is Bagha inside?

Hmm.

- Bagha da.
- Hmm?

Borun sir, is here.

Yes, dada

Chair.

She was a noble soul.
You took such good care of her, Bagha.

You did so much for her.
But, the rest is all in his hands. Come,

I want to talk to you. Come on.

You know Gurudev said,
aache dukho, acche mrityu.

There is sorrow. There is death.
When his own son passed away,

it is said he returned
from the crematorium

and went straight to his
desk and started working.

You do the opposite.
Finish your work and then go

to the crematorium. Hmm? Come, let's go.

Cheena. Take care of her.

Now that the iron is hot,

the opposition is trying to striking
at every given opportunity.

That Nivedita is also relentless.

Same story every time
before the elections.

The woman is always crying.

Tell me, how does one console a crying

child in one second?
By putting a lollipop in his mouth.

This time around there is genuine
anger among the public, Bagha.

You need to take action before she does.

They've brought in a new SIT head.
Saptarishi Sinha.

They will raid some of your hideouts.
They may arrest 2 or 3 of your boys.

Ask them not to open their mouths.
I'll get them released in 2 to 3 months.

Then we'll be out of the headlines,
out of the breaking news,

the public will go quiet and Nivedita
will run out of steam.

The information about
the raid will be given

to you'll before hand. When, where,

how, everything. In politics as well,

one has to always keep the image clean,

isn't it?

Oh, yes. From this month,
the party cut is being increased

from 60 to 70 percent, okay?

The boys are getting expensive
to maintain, dada.

Now what can I do? Election expenses,
campaigning. It's alright, Bagha.

It's alright.
I'm sure you'll manage, won't you? Hmm?

I'll try and manage.

Ah, let me, let me, let me.

The party's cut is now 70 percent.
Go tell everyone.

Huh? How can it be 70?

Not now. Let's go.

Take Hari's name. Take it.

We've received information from
the Kidderpore dock, sir.

M-hmm?

We think you should hear this. Prosenjit.

Sir. Sir, Jaykishan Agarwal.
He is a local metal dealer, sir.

Bagha's people picked him this afternoon.

And, sir,
this is post the heated argument

he and Bagha had at the dock,
sir. And our connection have a strong

feeling that Agarwal is dead by now.

His hands are also tied.
He's been in the business for so long.

Bagha Da must have his reasons.
It does'n matter what we say.

Listen, all that is fine. But what I'm
not really getting is, why does Bagha da

say yes-yes, to everything they ask for.
What's the point? Are these party expenses

or what? You shouldn't have
stopped me earlier, Dabhai.

Someone's mother has died.
How can we discuss such things?

Ya, someone's mother has
died and at the same time,

Borun Da increased the
share to 70 percent.

You are completely fine with that?
You're only complaining about me.

That's why the party sends Borun da,
right?

They also know that Bagha da can't
refuse Borun da, no matter what.

Excellent. We do all the hard work.
We take the risks.

And the money goes to the party.
Are we bloody dancers or what, Dabhai?

Oh no,
so pretty, poor granny. She is dead. Oh!

What, Manchurian?

What dirty little secret of your father
does Borun Da know that we just can't

refuse him at all, huh?

Ranjit da, watch your mouth, okay.

Or tell me what're you going to do?

But complaint for what?
Why are you two harassing us?

Please ma'am, don't be afraid. The
first 24 hours are very crucial in a

missing person's case.
If it's a kidnapping-

Kidnapping? Mom, please.

Don't cry, please.

Ma'am, we will need the details if it's
a case of kidnapping. Did you receive a

ransom call?

Papa's gone to Nepal, for business. I
told you both already. Mama, will you

please calm down. Papa told us he'll call
us, right, when he gets better network.

Sir listen,
my mother is really worried which

is why she's over-reacting.
I'm requesting you. Please, please leave.

You guys took care of the body?

What?

The body.

Which body,
dada? Oh shit, I forgot, Sagor da.

You guys have been roaming around
with Agarwal's body the entire day?

No, Ranjit Da, because of what
happened to Bagha Da's mother-

So were you planning to place
that Agarwal side by side or what?

No, no.

Where is the body?

Leta da.

Outside, in the car.

Such a bunch of losers. Let's go.

- You fucked me over.
- I had warned you about it already.

Now we're really screwed.

Nobody will say anything against Bagha,
sir. This has been happening

for years now.

First it was that kid,
now Agarwal. There's a diff.

There's a different level
of lawlessness here.

The first thing we have to do is
get this fear out of the public.

Any ideas, sir?

Hey, call Putul.
We need to take the body to the factory.

This fatso stuck his face
with fish and died.

- Come on. Get it out quickly.
- They're here.

What the hell man,
you can't do a single thing properly.

Come on, move it.

Hey, Putul.

Yes, dada.

Good to see you,
taking your job seriously.

Now go, get the package.

Come on. Come on. Be careful.

All good?

Oh no! This is so damn heavy.

- Go slow.
- Ranjit da, there's only one today?

Ya, there was one more.

Then?

Just got back after burning it.

Hey, Ranjit da.

Relax. Your body will also be wrapped and
dumped here. Come on. Come. Hakka noodles.

We should also have retirement
in our line of work.

What do you think? If Bagha da retires,
he'll hand over the business to you?

He'll give it to you, right? You get it,
I get it, it's one and the same thing.

Idiot. You know who'll be the next Bagha?

Who?

Cheena.
Cheena is going to be the next Bagha.

And you and I are going to follow his
ass around. Yes, Cheena da. Present,

Cheena da. As you say, Cheena da.

Dada, here you go.

You've made it spicy,
right? Mustard sauce?

If it's not then my wife
is going to kill me.

- Hey Deepa! All good with your tuitions?
- Amazing, dada. Did you

like that muffler I gave you?

Nice, but muffler in the summer?

They were teaching this in a Home Science
class, so I thought of making one for you.

Wear it in the winter,
but just try it once for

now and see how it looks.

I'll definitely try it.

Ranjit da,
have you decided in which colour

you would like yours?

What?

Muffler. Color?

Oh ya. You know the kind that Rishi Kapoor
wore in Bobby? It's pink, then black.

Then pink, then black. Have you seen it?

Yes.

Like that.

Hey, Deepa, your bag is torn?

- From where?
- Come here.

- Oh ho.
- Come here. Come on, come on.

Take this.

- Sagor da, but why are you doing this?
- Hey, I don't want to hear a single word.

Keep it. And he also needs new slippers.
I've seen them. And, if Manjula sees you

two in this condition, she's gonna kill
me. Go on now.

You are giving something to everyone.
Are you forgetting me?

What do you want?

Money would be just perfect.

Ranjit da, Ranjit da, pass the ball.

I need a big favour from
all you Kolkata residents.

Please give our police force a chance.
We need you to trust us.

The common man is facing injustice all
the time. But he still remains silent.

It's important to come out
of this constant fear.

Whatever complaints you may have or
if you have any kind of sensitive

information that you are hesitant to come
and share with us at the police station,

you can call on the number that is
given below and share it with us.

This is my personal number.
And this is an anonymous line.

Your identity will be kept confidential,
that is my promise.

We need to be the change,
that we want to see.

So help us, help you. Thank you. Jai Hind.

You know what? I noticed something today.

I know. It was not
emotional enough, right? Ya?

No.

- You wanna know?
- Hmm.

You've put on weight, no.

That's the camera.
It always adds 10 pounds.

You know that, right?

It's pretty obvious even off camera, okay.

- I'm fat?
- Hmm.

I'm fat? You are fat.

All thanks to you.

So tell me, did anyone call?

No. Everyone's scared. Failed attempt.

Don't worry about it. It'll happen.

Hello.

Sir, behind the Kali temple in Raja bazar,

someone's running an illegal
factory of local liquor.

The atmosphere of the entire
colony has been spoilt, sir.

Who runs this factory? Hello? Hello.

There's no one here, sir.

- Yes, Bagha da.
- Remove all the goods from the

electronic warehouse. Except the ones
worth about twenty thousand. And listen,

you better not tell anyone anything. Okay?

Hey Badal. You're not in
the mood to work or what?

Yes, dada.

- Done, done, almost done, Ranjit Da.
- Come on. Move quickly.

Ranjit da.

That's like a good boy. Hey, Mofizul.

- Yes, dada?
- How much time will it take?

This vehicle is full.

Okay, then move the vehicle ahead.

Ranjit da, there are 130 boxes.

Great job! Come on,
put it there. Keep this on top, on top.

Hello?

Sir, I have some information.

Sir, are you sure this is the address?

As expected.
All of this is not adding up, Aratrika.

It feels like someone has cleared the
field just minutes before the police

got there.

You mean,
our information is getting leaked?

Hmm.

So, there's a mole in our team.

Possible.

Now we all know, who the mole is.

Bagha, timber factory. Inform the boys.

Okay, I'll do that, Borun da.

Found anything?

There's nothing, sir.

Sir, all clear.
They've gotten rid of everything.

Nothing here as well,
sir. Nothing valuable.

Come on! Sir, he was
hiding behind the garbage bag.

Sir, that's only because I got scared.

- Come on, come on. Move! Move!
- Sir, I don't know anything-

Sir, I-I am in it but I'm telling you
the truth, I'm not a gang member. Sir,

I just do odd jobs. I make tea and snacks,
recharge phones, that's all I do, sir.

Sir, please let me go.

Tell me, what's your name?

Sir, Ch-Chotka.

Hmm. So Chotka,
I will let you go. But from today onwards,

you have to be my antenna.
Whenever you get any news,

you'll have to call me immediately.
Will you do it? Go on.

I'll do it,
sir. But will I get a little pocket money?

Sir, it's a dangerous job, right?

So I'll also need police protection,

isn't it?

You're a pretty smart guy,
huh? You'll get it.

Okay, sir.

This is nice, sir.

Hmm, tell me.

Yes, sir. Antenna speaking, sir.

These people have brought the goods from
the Jadhavpur warehouse to the EM

bypass screw factory. That's it, sir.

Okay. EM bypass. Let's go.

But sir, we had to go to Jadhavpur, right?

We had to go to Jadhavpur,
but now we need to go to the EM bypass.

Yes, sir.

Move quickly.

Come on. Hurry up! Hurry up!

Police! Run! Run! Run!

- Police!
- Run! Run!

Vivek, go there!

Hey!

No, no, madam! Please, no!

No, sir. Sir,
don't shoot me, sir! Please listen to me.

Sir, I've not done anything.

Take him! Hey, stop!

Sir! No, sir. No, sir. No, no.

Tukai!

Open your eyes, beta!Say something.

What's done is done.

You killed my son! You killed my son!
He's dead because of you.

You are the one who took him from home,
huh?

From riding a bike to using a blade,
you taught him everything. You taught him,

right? So bring him back now!
Bring me back my son.

I don't want anything.
Just bring me back my Tukai.

I don't want anything.
I don't want your money.

I don't want it. Bring me back my Tukai.

I don't want your money. My son.

This Borun Rai, Bagha da,

they all take decisions
sitting in their ac

rooms.
And we have to bear the brunt of it.

Dilawar, what is the name of that bloody

police officer who shot Tukai?

Monodeep Ghosh.

Brinjal 25 rupees kilo.

- I hope it's fresh.
- French beans, 40 rupees kilo.

And how much for the okhra?

Hey!

This idea came from your
fucked-up brain, right?

Bagha da, it's not like that--

Hey! Shut up!
You were the one who brought him to me,

right? I told you before,
this man cannot be trusted,

stray dogs cannot be tamed at all.
Then what did you say?

I will keep him under control.
This is my guarantee.

Where is your guarantee?

It's not his fault. You just talk to me.

You seem to be very aggressive.
Son of a bloody whore.

You Illiterate fool.
No matter how many fancy shirts

and goggles you wear,
you will always remain a lame villager!

Bloody bastard!

Our boys are getting killed.
They are getting arrested.

If this continues,
our business will shut down.

If a nobody like you dies,
you think my business will shut down?

So you're dying to become a leader, right?

But do you know whose ass is going to be
screwed, by the entire police department?

My ass!
Who the bloody hell do you think you are?

Tukai's mother is asking me for an answer,
not you.

Then you should have given
her a couple of thousands.

Why did you have to kill a policeman, why?

- Dada.
- Shut up!

What are you looking at? Tell me
what are you looking at? Eyes down!

Ranjit! Ranjit! Just get out! Get out
from here! I'll take care of this, dada.

Stop staring and just get out!

Bloody asshole!

Why did you stop me? I would have
finished off that bloody Bagha. The entire

matter would have been
closed. Why did you stop me?

What do you think, we would have
survived? Huh? Bagha Da's supporters are

still in the gang. And on top of that,
Borun Rai and the police as well! Bhaiti,

too much aggression
always screws things up.

I'm losing my mind with all this bullshit!
We need to do something or I'll go mad.

My head will explode!

We will do something! We will.

Just think.
The death of a bloody constable,

has fucked Bagha da's happiness.
What will happen if the tv guy dies?

Or if you have any kind
of sensitive information

that you're hesitant to come and share
with us at the police station,

you can call on the number that is
given below and share it with us.

This is my personal number and
this is an anonymous line.

Your identity will be kept confidential,
that is my promise.

If we don't change something…

I'm putting on weight.

Have some more.

Hello.

Actually I have some information for you.

Thanks.

What happened?

- Sorry, I have to leave.
- At least finish your dinner and go.

It's very urgent.

You eat and go to sleep. Okay.

- Come soon.
- Hmm.

Hello, he's left.

He came out from Ramohan Tala.
He's going towards Esplanade.

Tell me,
Botal. Dabhai, head towards the GPO.

Hey! Hey! Dabhai.

What do you think, is he gone?

Must be dead.
Bloody hell, he's still alive.

He's moving.
Hey, hey, hey, big boss. Wait, wait, wait.

Hey, check this out.
Foreign import machine.

Sorry, sir.

Bloody hell!

Sagor and Ranjit had no idea,

that by killing Saptarishi sir
they had dug their own graves.

There's always a bigger shark in the sea,
as we all know.

Partho da, everything is alright.

Who's it?

Biryani parcel.

One second.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. Sorry, sir, Sorry.

S-s-sorry,
sir. I did not think it was you, sir.

I thought it was one of Salim's boy,
sir. I swear, sir.

Salim's man also said the
same thing. Take him away.

Sorry, sir. sir!

Sir, look who's in the bathroom.

Hey, shut up! Don't you
dare touch me. Hands off.

Move!

Hey, sir. How are you doing? Huh?

Why do you just start shooting
for the smallest

things, huh? It's such a thin wall.
What if I had got shot?

Hey, Romesh. Who is this bastard?

He's Partho Banerjee,
sir. You know that MLA Shantilal Banerjee,

he's his nephew.
4 murders and 2 rape cases.

And the five students who were
murdered in town college,

he and his men committed those murders,
sir.

Wrong.
Not five, sir, six people were murdered.

Okay, listen. Last week,

a girl's dead body was found on the
railway tracks, the general secretary

of the women's college,
Rupali Ghosh. You did that, right?

Sir, is there anything that you don't
know? Ya, hello, uncle. Someone's here.

He would like to talk to you.