All language subtitles for Paatal Lok S02E02

Study, you rascal.

"Daamu was a lion-heart even
as a small child.

One day he was traveling
through a forest

when he found an abandoned bear cub.

The poor thing looked scared.

Compassion rose
in Daamu's innocent heart.

He picked up the poor cub in his arms

and got him home."

-"Upon reaching home, Daamu's mother…"
-Rise and shine, Your Highness.

-"was startled to see a bear cub…"
-Get hustling.

"in Daamu's little arms.

His mother said,
'I understand your sentiments, my son,

but one should never separate
a child from its mother.

Regardless of whether it's
a human baby or a bear cub.

A mother and a child are like
a lamp and its wick.

-A lamp cannot be lit--'"
-You rascal!

How dare you steal again?

I swear, it wasn't me.

Like father, like son.

You'll drag the cops home one day.

-You crook!
-I didn't steal it, Mom. I found it.

Oh, is it? Where?

The ditch near the railway tracks.

You ass!

People shit in that ditch.

And you put the same phone
in the rice container?

Are you out of your mind?

The phone was wet, Mom.

They say if you cover it with rice,
it starts working again.

And who told you that?

Everybody says so,
but I read it on WhatsApp.

WhatsApp, was it?

So is it working now?

Is it?

Speak up! Is it?

Hello? Who is this?

This is the Delhi Police.

Am I speaking to Rose Lizo?

DELHI POLICE

This Mehra is a living dinosaur.

He won't get these apps.

He still dictates his emails
to a stenographer.

But I'll talk to him,

and see if something can be done.

Okay.

What did you say his name was?

-Raghu Paswan.
-No, I mean the SHO.

Hathi Ram Chaudhary, sir.

He's an inspector at the Outer
Jamuna Paar station, not the SHO.

How much does he know about our case?

Only what we have disclosed
to the media.

Need-to-know basis.

Good, it's a no then.

Sir.

What's this now?

You removed the pen drive
before ejecting it.

Oh, I see…

Here, take this.

Be sure to thank him.

Sir, both the cases
are clearly interlinked.

I really think it makes sense for us
to bring him on board.

It's not a small-time case…

that a station inspector
can plod through.

It's about Nagaland.

You've no idea how difficult it can get
in these sensitive areas.

I grew up in Anant Nag, sir.

I've worked with him.

His on-ground investigation
is very strong.

In fact, my sub-inspector training
was under his guidance.

This was when I preparing for IPS.

Sir, if we get him on board
we'll save a lot of time and resources…

-He's already--
-Hello.

Yes, Mr. Mehra.

I was thinking of calling you.

Yes.

Give me a moment.

Anything else, Imran?

No, sir.

IMRAN ANSARI
ASSISTANT COMMISSIONER OF POLICE

Yes, Manju?

This Jogi seems
to have disappeared overnight.

The shop's locked,
and the phone's switched off.

Did you ask around?

I did, sir.

They say the shop
has been shut since yesterday.

Tokas ji is trying to figure out
his home address.

-Alright.
-Listen, sir…

apple gourds are selling
for twenty rupees a kilo.

Should I buy some for you?

If you must.

And report at the station.

Report what? Apple gourds?

Sorry, sir, I kept you waiting.
Should've offered you some tea, at least.

Please, have a seat.

I too must have thrown you off
with the lead I brought.

This office is quite nice.

Remember your rickety table
at Jamuna Paar, Ansari?

I mean, sir…

Yes.

How's everybody back at the station?

They are alright.

Virk got a promotion
and a transfer to Narcotics.

Oh, yeah. I keep running into him here.

How's your wife?

She's good too.

Sorry, couldn't make time
to visit you guys after the posting.

I'm guessing it's a "no" for me then.

I tried a lot, sir.

But since this is a high-profile case…

Sorry.

No problem, sir. You tried.
That's more than enough for me.

Sir, we've found Rose Lizo's phone.

It was disposed of in a ditch near
the Jamuna Ghat railway station.

A slum kid found it.

Have you checked the phone records
and WhatsApp?

Yes.

-I'll take your leave now, sir.
-Stay for a cup of tea, at least.

No, sir, I'm following a lead.

Not exactly high profile,
but someone's gotta do it.

Sorry.

Come on. Get in.

Get to it, quick.

We have to hurry.

Sir, I had promised my mother
I won't be doing this anymore.

Listen, kid,

helping the police means
helping the motherland.

And motherland is the greatest
of all mothers.

Got it, Faisal?

Now get to it. Fast.

Damn, I've forgotten the card.
Sir, do you have one?

-Card?
-Yes, sir.

-What kind of card?
-Say your ID card?

Oh, hell, man.

You'll get me in trouble, Faisal.
Here, take this.

Bravo! Now get your stuff and bolt.

Hey!

I need my ID card back.

Now scurry off.

Ours is a legit company.

We file all our taxes on time.

So if people book tickets to go
to Nagaland or Thailand,

what's that got to do with
the poor travel agent?

And by the way,
since this is also a ladies' salon,

shouldn't you have brought
a lady cop along?

Just saying.

Here's the thing, Pappi ji.

If it comes to that,

a lady cop can be here in ten minutes,

and an arrest warrant in another twenty.

Just saying.

You've booked tickets worth two
and a half lakh for Jogi.

Two and a half lakh!

I could have ferried a whole wedding party

to and fro Nagaland
for that kind of money.

I don't know anything about that.

But a dozen of his men travel to
and fro Nagaland almost every day.

I'm sure you'll have the receipts.

The legit company that you are!

-Of course, sir.
-Let me have a look.

We have to protect the customer's
privacy, you see…

Of course, it's a five-star after all.

This ticket is for the eighth of December.

When is this train reaching Delhi?

It's reaching today.

In an hour or two, in fact.

Excuse me, brother.

Send a tea vendor this way, will you?

How about some pakoras too, asshole?

Let's go.

-What's wrong?
-Don't look back.

It's that cop again.

Move quickly.

Move fast.

Stop dawdling.

Excuse me, sir.

-Your ticket, please.
-I was just at the platform.

Show me your platform ticket then.

-But I'm a cop.
-Oh, is it?

How about your ID card then?

God! You…

There you go.

-This has been issued by the Delhi Police.
-So?

The concession applies only
to the Railway Police.

That's ridiculous.

What difference does it make,
we are both cops, aren't we?

That's the rule.
Only Railway cops are admissible.

-Got it?
-Listen up!

My name is Hathi Ram Chaudhary.

Go file a complaint
at the Outer Jamuna Paar station.

Hey, hey!

Hurry.

Hurry up with the bags.

Hurry up.

We've lost him.
Let's get going.

Hey, Pappu!

Hey, Bunty.
Did you hear from Ranga and Billa?

Nope.

Still not in.
I'll teach them a lesson today.

Where the hell have you been?

A cop was on our tail.

Which one?

The same one.

You moron, what if he followed you here?

No chance.

We bamboozled him.

-Oh, is that so?
-Yes.

Tricked him, did you?

If you knew the cop was after you,
why the hell would you come here?

-Why couldn't you just ring me?
-Jogi Bhai!

Swear on my life, Jogi Bhai.

We tricked him. Just like last time.

Like hell, you did! Idiots.

Move.

Hold this.

Here.

Who left the gates open?

-Is there a bloody party going on here?
-On it, Bhai.

-Ranga, Billa.
-Yes, sir.

Get the consignment out of here.

-Okay.
-I want this warehouse empty in an hour.

And the two of you disappear
to Hamirpur tonight itself.

-Go.
-Yes.

Asshole!

Hurry! Quick! Good job!

Faster, guys. Come on!

Hurry!

Wake up!

Load the stuff and get out.

What the hell are you looking at?
Get going.

Yes, sir.

Which area is this?

Kapashera, sir.

But that area doesn't come
under my jurisdiction.

Mine neither, but the case
belongs to both of us.

Their alarm bells are ringing.
We don't have much time.

Okay, I'm on it.

Answer the call, idiot.

Move the car, you idiot.
The truck needs to pass.

Ranga's got the keys.

Don't move from here.

Got it?

-Push the car out of the way.
-Yes, Bhai.

I have to clean up after you shit.

The car's in gear.

You better find Ranga.
Or else…

Ranga!

Sure you saw him come up?

Then where the hell is he?

Ranga!

Where the hell did the laborers go?

-What's the update, sir?
-We are almost there.

Stay in here all night
if you don't want to go to jail.

Understood?

Go for it.

Come on, push it harder.

-Hey! Come out!
-Catch him!

Step out!

Step out, I said!

I won't spare you today!

Search there!

-Stop!
-Don't move!

Make sure he doesn't move!

He's running away! Catch him!

Hey, stop!

Move.

Hey, get up!

-Search that side!
-Go there!

-Where are you off to?
-Sir.

Tell me.

Ansari.

Sir, this way.

Sir, this way.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, look here.

Hello! Feeding the dog isn't allowed.

Go to the right, sir.

I'll be back, sir.

Sir, one with you two together. Yes, sir.

Great, sir. Great.

Good work, sir.

How's the nose?
Can I get you an ice pack?

No, I'm good.

My father has trained me well
in handling pain and bruises.

Sorry, I had to inform ACP Virk
as per the protocol.

Of course,
it's important to follow the protocol.

And anyway, a racehorse knows

he isn't getting any shining trophy
after winning the Derby.

All he's gonna get
is the same old fodder.

And yet he runs,
for that's all he knows.

Jai Hind, sir.

Jai Hind, sir.

ANAND BHARDWAJ
DEPUTY POLICE COMMISSIONER

Yes?

-Sir,
-Yes, Imran.

We need to talk.

What's so difficult to understand about

not feeding them before an interrogation?

The idiot puked on my shirt.

I should make you do my laundry.

What happened?

Anything interesting came out
of the interrogation?

We don't interrogate, ACP Ansari.

We only have a
heart-to-heart conversation.

Whose consignment was it?

The consignment came from Dimapur.

Some Dhruv Mallik runs it here in Delhi.

That nightclub owner?

You know him?

That's the guy I've been looking for.

Hop along then,
I'm just headed out to arrest him.

And then we can have
a heart-to-heart.

Sir.

Any information on his Dimapur supplier?

What was the name?

Banwari!

What did he say the name
of the supplier was?

Someone called Max Rizu.

Max Rizu.

-Jai Hind, sir.
-Chaudhary,

-what are you doing here?
-Actually…

I asked him to join me
for Joginder's questioning.

In what capacity?

Chaudhary sir is now a part
of the Thom murder investigation team.

DCP Bhardwaj authorized it himself.

Sorry for interrupting
this cootchie-coo,

but my original question
still remains unanswered.

Because Joginder happens to be in
the custody of the Narcotics Department.

I request you to reconsider, sir.

For he was the one to nab Joginder.

Go easy on him,
for he's my responsibility.

How's the nose?

Sorry about that.

World-class fool!

Where is Raghu Paswan?

What?

Don't act smart.

Where is he?

I don't know, sir.

Listen to me, Jogi.

Your men killed his wife.

You'll be charged with murder.

Sir, my men were only trying
to stop her from going to the cops.

But it led to an altercation
and in the heat of the moment,

she got pushed and fell
under a moving bus.

It was just an accident, not a murder.

Sir.

She has a five-year-old boy.

Should I call the child over?
Would you like to explain it to him?

Maybe he'll be happy to know it was
just an accident and not a murder.

And your ex-employee Raghu…

He was spotted in a CCTV recording
from four days ago,

boarding a train to Dimapur.

So, he's still working for you
but you don't have a clue?

But, sir…

I fired Raghu two weeks ago.

-Stop lying, asshole.
-Sir!

Last time you had said
that Raghu quit his job.

And now you are saying
he was fired from it.

Are you taking me for a ride?

Sorry, sir.

I'm warning you,
you better spill the truth.

That was a lie, sir. This isn't.

I swear on my life.

I fired him after he was caught
at the train station

during a police checking.

They found fifty thousand rupees on him.

I somehow managed to get him out.

When we asked him about the money,
he said it was for a lady.

-Lady who?
-She was the boss's girl.

What's her name?

Give me a moment,
I am trying to remember…

Almost there…

Please don't hit, sir. It'll come to me.

Some kind of a flower…

Rose?

That's the one.
God bless you, sir.

He said…

he would bring fifty thousand rupees
for this Rose every month from Dimapur.

When my boss Mr. Mallik got to know,
he beat the shit out of him.

-And then fired him from the job--
-Mallik who?

Dhruv Mallik, his boss.
Runs a nightclub in Saket.

What do you know about the murder
on the night of the sixth?

Sir, I swear on the Divine Mother,

my only job was
to move the consignment.

I know nothing else about anything.

Spare me the drama, just tell me
where we can find this Mallik.

I don't know, sir.

-Speak up!
-I swear, I haven't got a clue…

He has a farmhouse in Manesar.

Virk's on his way there.

We have to get to him before Virk.

Or it'll be a nightmare to get his
permission to interrogate Mallik.

And by then Raghu
might disappear with Rose.

Yes, Satbir.

Sir, someone is here to see you.

-Who?
-Dhruv Mallik.

What got you so stressed that you
had to get an anticipatory bail order?

My client is here in good faith.

As a responsible citizen,

he wishes to offer his full support

to the Delhi Police.

What was your relationship
with Rose Lizo?

She was a hostess at my club.

Other than that?

I'm engaged.
The wedding is in ten days.

Congratulations, I guess.

Did you meet Rose on the night
of December the sixth?

I was at home
in Noida the entire night.

We had a prayer ceremony.

We can provide several
corroborating testimonies.

And yet you called Rose
eighteen times that night.

May I ask why?

She had stolen money from the club.

That's why my client was calling her.

Did you file a report then?

No, I didn't.

No offense,

but this whole police business
doesn't suit respectable people like us.

No offense taken.

We exist just so respectable people
like you can heap insults at us.

Do you know Raghu Paswan?

He is the one she ran away with.

He used to be a janitor in my club.

It was Rose who got him hired.

What about Joginder?

He's an old vendor.

Supplies fruits for kitchen
and cocktails.

Is that so? His is a different version.

That's the problem with democracy.

Everyone has a version of their own.

I see…

Hand him an acknowledgment slip
for the bail order.

Yes sir.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

There you go,
another one plays the system.

We'll send in a request
for his phone triangulation report.

Let's see where this asshole
was that night.

Excuse me.

Yes, sir?

What? Where?

On the TV? I'll have a look…

We are Nagas
and Nagaland belongs to us.

We will not let outside
mercenaries exploit us.

That traitor…

Jonathan Thom…

He was cheating our people to feed
his own greed and that of outsiders.

And we are supposed
to be mere spectators?

The three confessed
to killing Jonathan Thom

on the night of the sixth of December,

for his decision to join the talks
for the Nagaland Business Summit.

The man in the video speaking
in Nagamese,

states that Jonathan Thom
betrayed the state of Nagaland.

He goes on to say that

-his group will not let the land…
-These kids think…

revolution is a video game.

They don't realize that we have
played that game for decades.

And it gave us nothing.

Except…

losing thousands of lives
of our people.

Sir, what do you think
of Jonathan Thom's son?

He had a very public fallout
with his father

when he broke up
and started his own party.

And when Mr. Thom
decided to join the talks,

-he…
-Reuben called his father,

the traitor of Nagaland.

But that's what families do.

They fight.

Exactly.

We both know this family well enough.

Reuben is an angry kid,
but he would never do such a thing.

Sir, we are just trying to find

the people behind this video.

And if the girl in this video
is the same Rose Lizo

who was spotted
in the Nagaland Sadan CCTV recording.

It's important, sir.

So, you're saying Rose Lizo
is in Nagaland at this point?

It's quite possible.

They love Jonathan.

The people of Nagaland.

If Rose Lizo is indeed
Jonathan's killer,

then Nagaland would be the last place

that she would want to be in right now.

Only a hundred and eighty rupees, sir.

For that girl?

You think I'm one of those men?

Of course not, sir.
I mean for the magazine.

Your wife might want to look
at some new fashion.

You think my wife
will look good in this?

No, no, sir… not at all.

So you're saying my wife
won't look good in this?

Are you saying she's ugly?

No, no, sir…
that's not what I meant.

I… I mean…

I mean it's a gift.

A gift for your wife.

-Sure?
-Yes, sir.

-Really?
-Absolutely.

Thank you.
My wife says thank you.

Hey, where is she?

Who, sir? Your wife?

-Must be at home.
-The girl, you moron!

The one on the phone there.

The morning sickness is killing me.

Mom did make me
some sweetmeats to help with it.

That's all I'm surviving on.

-Manju!
-Sir.

-Where's Raghu Paswan's case file?
-It's on your table, sir.

Let me call you back, sis.

-Manju!
-Coming, sir.

Yes, sir?

Why is this child still here?

Didn't I ask you
to call that cousin of Raghu's?

That Kishore.

Sir, I did call him but he refused
to take responsibility.

He said there were already
too many at his place.

I checked with Raghu's parents in Bihar.

But they can't make it,
the old man's ill.

It's not like I don't care
about the child.

After all, I'm a mom-to-be myself.

I have been cooking sweetmeats
for him for the last two days.

-You can check with him yourself.
-No, it's all right.

Did you wet your pants again, kid?

How about that children's home
in Patparganj?

Shishu Basera, you mean?
I did call them.

Since it's winter,
there's a shortage of beds.

He'll have to sleep on the floor.

-What about the Seemapuri one?
-Sir.

God forbid, no!

Don't you remember the two cases
from last year?

Yeah, okay.

Got late today?

Are you out of your mind?

What if his father comes back
and slits my throat?

And why would he do that?

If he really cared for the child,
he would've taken him along.

Wouldn't have just
disappeared like that on him.

The child is motherless,
please understand.

And didn't you say you've been feeling
lonely since Siddharth left for college?

I miss my own child.

Doesn't mean
I want to mother the whole town.

It's just a matter of two days.

I'll find him a decent orphanage,
problem solved.

And if you are not comfortable with it,
I'll look after him.

I mean how hard can feeding
a child twice a day be?

Just two days.

Promise?

-Hello?
-Tell me.

Rose Lizo has been spotted
in Nagaland.

I'm sending you the ticket.

ACP Ansari will join you
at the airport tomorrow morning.

-Tomorrow morning, is it?
-Yes.

-Fine.
-Jai Hind, sir.

Jai Hind.

What's going on?

I have to leave
for Nagaland tomorrow morning.