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Selection day.
You may call this a Darwinian selection, or a mathematical one.
Both of you are standing on an iron floor.
The floor will start heating up shortly.
The heat it radiates will be beyond anything a human can tolerate.
But, there is a way.
That stone you are holding…
If you throw it against this Aayast Mandala,
the iron floor will cool down.
The last one standing will be chosen as the ultimate warrior.
Aayast can't be harmed.
Resolve.
React.
React.
Resolve.
Result.
Result.
Resolve.
React.
Result.
Today is the day of judgement.
The last leg in the making of Yast.
The Blood of the Miracle Son.
and the beginning of a new world.
Oh, you're here. Come in.
I've packed everything up.
You should pack your things, son.
We're going back to Delhi.
Come on, hurry up now. The train won't wait for us.
I'm looking for Mom.
It's just a matter of days, please try to understand.
Son, I've always been the understanding one.
It's your turn now.
I live in constant fear of losing a young son in my old age.
Please try to understand. Come with me--
Dad.
Don't force me.
-Son-- -I'm not going.
Son, I'm not forcing you. You don't know how difficult--
Dad, this will get out of hand. Don't do this.
Well, let it get out of hand, son.
Let's let things get out of hand.
No, really, tell me.
You're trying to find your mother, and say, you do find out about her,
Will she return to us now?
Had you looked harder, she would've returned 22 years ago!
Vikram, you are the one responsible
for the death of your mother and your younger brother.
If you want to keep up the act of looking for them,
well, son, keep pretending.
Keep looking.
But this won't absolve you.
Mark my words.
Vikram.
Vikram.
Hey, Vikram.
Vikram.
Vik…
Pick up.
Ma'am, what's in this book?
Just a second.
Vikram, where are you?
Rea, it's Ananya.
We have a problem.
How did the killer take my son just like that?
What is your department doing?
-Chacha… -He used to be a cop too.
Chacha, he'll be fine. Please, calm down.
I had asked you to send him away. I had begged you.
Chacha, please go inside.
Please go inside. You're not well. Rea will find him, Chacha.
-But how? -Trust me.
Anything could happen to him.
Pradyut, I need backup.
Rea, what about Maithili? Did you find her?
This is urgent, Pradyut.
Urgent for you, Rea, not for me.
Sorry, but I can't help you.
But, listen…
Pradyut--
Pradyut!
You have the support of the local police.
That's the least I can do.
I'm sending two cops, right away, to assist you.
Rea, that day at the press conference, I was a politician,
but today, I am a friend.
Vikram's and yours.
TOILET
NOTICE APPEAL FROM CIB
MISSING WOMAN, MAITHILI, INVOLVED IN CHARANDASPUR MURDERS
Chachi, five rupees more.
Hey, Chachi!
What a weird woman. Why is she going into the forest?
Yes, Santosh.
Sir, an auto driver just came in.
-He claims to have seen that woman. -Where?
Varuna Forest.
Sir, we found Vyankat's mother, Maithili's location.
Fantastic!
Is the CCTV shop owner here?
Yes, ma'am, he'll be here any minute.
Forward.
More.
Wait. Rewind.
A little more.
Zoom in.
That's it.
Take a snapshot of this tempo and alert all posts.
Okay, ma'am.
Attention all officers. The killer is wearing black clothes,
and driving a tempo towards Jal Vihar.
Report back as soon as you spot it.
Stay alert.
Hello, Control Room?
I'm calling from Jal Vihar check-post.
The killer just killed two constables and took off from here.
Stop!
Reverse.
Sir. Sir. Sir.
That's where she went.
Nothing.
Who is this? Mallik, do you recognize her?
No.
But I know someone who will.
These are Vikram's beads.
Rajesh, quickly, call for backup.
Yes, ma'am.
Sandhya, there's no network here.
Go out and inform the control room. Now!
Okay, sir.
Ma'am, do you need any help?
Rajesh!
Rajesh, open the door!
Rajesh!
It's done.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop! Damn it! Stop!
Jimmy ji, who is this?
Do you recognize her?
That's… Rukmini Bharadwaj.
Rukmini Bharadwaj?
Ananya Bharadwaj's grandmother.
Ananya,
it's you?
Listen to me. Ananya, listen to me!
You wouldn't understand, Vikram.
I have a huge responsibility.
Too many people have sacrificed their lives for this day.
And if I had backed out,
our dream of making this Yast,
the dream of creating a new world would've shattered.
-Did you kill Kavita? -I didn't kill her.
I sacrificed her.
And you are the final sacrifice.
The final part in the making of Yast.
The Blood of the Miracle Son…
who has defeated death once.
Your blood.
Do you remember?
You were shot, but you survived.
The past, the present, and the future,
it's all predestined.
We are all powerless…
before the Aayast Granth.
You really fooled us all.
But why, Ananya?
For this madness?
As I said…
you won't understand.
Earlier, you didn't understand my love,
and now, my sacrifice.
Everything I've done is for the creation of Yast.
For the creation of Yast?
For the creation of Yast?
Why, Ananya?
Why, Ananya, why?
Why?
The answers you seek, Vikram,
are beyond your understanding.
But I will answer the one question
that brought you to Charandaspur.
Amma,
please come here.
Mom.
Learn to control your temper. Hope this massage cools you down.
I cooked okra today. You'll have some, won't you?
Mom.
Do you… Do you recognize me?
Save my son's life.
Mom, it's me, Vikram.
Save my son's life.
I am Vikram.
Ananya, why doesn't she recognize me?
Mom, it's me… Mom, I'm your Vikram!
Listen to me! Recognize me, Mom!
What have you done to my mother?
We've taken good care of her.
First, my mother, and then I.
Haven't we, Amma?
Mom… Mom!
Miracle.
Miracle comes at a cost.
I want to save my son's life. I want to see him get better.
Pawan! Pawan, open your eyes! Darling, it's me, your mom.
Pawan! Baba…
Why is he not speaking?
Pawan… My son.
Pawan!
Pawan.
Baba!
She followed me here.
Save my son's life.
-She keeps saying that. -Save my son's life.
She seems to be in deep shock.
Save my son's life. Save my son's life.
Her son died before she could ask for the miracle.
Save my son's life.
That means, though the arrow was shot,
it missed the target.
What do we do with her, Mahamani?
Should we kill her?
No.
She didn't get her miracle.
Until she does, we can't kill her.
Keep her here.
With you.
Save my son's life.
I am your son, Mom. I'm your Vikram.
Mom, I am Sonu.
Sonu.
Amma, we have to transfuse blood to Yast.
No! No.
Mom. Don't do this, Mom.
Mom, it's me, Sonu, your elder son.
Mom!
Mom, I'm your Sonu…
What couldn't be completed 75 years ago…
will be accomplished today.
The Blood of the Miracle Son.
The Blood of the Miracle Son.
The final part of Yast.
There will be no mistakes this time.
In just a few minutes, Yast will come alive.
And as soon as Yast comes alive,
our real work begins.
Nothing else will matter.
Only our vengeance will remain!
Rea.
Rea…
Wake up, Rea.
Stop the creation of Yast!
Rea.
Rea, wake up!
Ananya Bharadwaj.
Moksha.
We can't lose this time.
Yast must come alive this time.
Hold her off for a little longer, Moksha.
Someone's miracle is being granted.
Yast is not accepting Vikram's blood.
Save my son's life.
Save my son's life.
Vasudha's unrealized miracle…
is being granted today, after 20 years.
Save my son's life.
No.
This woman destroyed years' worth of our efforts.
You wanted to save your son, didn't you?
Let me see how you do that!
Mandala.
A symbol that represents a world within itself.
And everything in this world is interconnected.
Just like these murders were connected to the Aayast Mandala,
where the outer circles represent our victims.
Each with a missing body part.
And right in the center is Yast,
the Frankenstein monster,
that is being created by this cult.
And the inner circle of the Mandala, representing the ones who are at the core.
Jimmy, who got so involved in solving the mysteries of the Aayast Mandala,
that he lost the only family he had left.
Vikram,
who found answers to his questions,
but at a terrible price.
And lastly, me.
I don't know if Nandini brought me here, or my destiny.
But whatever the reason might be,
until I solve the mystery of this mandala,
I won't stop.
But I know this for sure.
Whatever we have learned about this device, Yast, energy and miracle…
it's not enough.
There's a lot more that's way beyond our understanding,
and our imagination.
Subtitle translation by: Nidhi Thakur
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