All language subtitles for Inspector Zende (2025) ENGCP

Mumbai, 1986.

When Bachchan was wearing
the superstar crown on his head

and the lanes of Mumbai
were ruled by goons,

there was just one name
that the goons were afraid of.

The Mumbai Police.

In this era, there were quite
a few daredevils in the Mumbai Police

who brought
many astonishing cases to justice.

This is the story of one such case.

A story that is true
but seems like a fantasy.

It's a story inspired by true events

but looks like a fairy-tale.

MAHARASHTRA ADMINISTRATION
GREATER MUMBAI MILK SCHEME

Uncle Joshi.

How are you?

Hey, Zende.

You on home duty today?

Uncle Joshi, if you have to keep
the commissioner at home happy,

you have to do these things.

And you have so many years of experience.

Greetings! Special News Bulletin.

Sources have confirmed
that Interpol's most wanted criminal,

Swimsuit Killer Carl Bhojraj,

fled last night
from the Tihar Jail in Delhi.

Hey, Zende?

Where did he go?

- Bye, Dad.
- Bye.

- Bye, Dad.
- Go on. Bye-bye.

Hey, where is the milk?

There is no milk, Commissioner.

Why?

Today the buffaloes
drank up their own milk.

It isn't even 7 a.m. yet.
You are in your uniform already?

I am leaving.

Go carefully.

What happened?

Name has been sullied.

Whose name?

The country's.

Dangerous killer, Carl Bhojraj

along with four other inmates,

fled from Delhi's Tihar jail last evening.

Using his birthday as an excuse,

Carl gave the jail officials
and other inmates

a serving of rice pudding
laced with sleeping drugs.

Apart from Carl, the names of
the other inmates who fled the prison are:

David Jones, Lalit Khatana,
Ratan Tomar and Subhash Tyagi.

Tihar, baby!

Hey, get inside!

Will you sit on my lap now?

Come on, guys, we need to leave.

Goodbye, Tihar.

MAHARASHTRA NEWS

- Sir.
- Jai Hind, sir.

- Patil, was there a call for me?
- No.

- It will come.
- It will not come, sir.

Our phone has been dead since last night.

He fled the jail and you are
sitting with a dead phone, Patil?

But, sir, I didn't...

That fellow Dattu Mane lives in
Building Number 4. Go fetch him.

Yes, sir.

But, sir, Dattu is a plumber.

His brother, Babu, he is the one
who works in the telecom department.

Get him here.
That's what I just said in Marathi.

Yes, sir. That's what you said.
I understood, sir.

Babu… Jai Hind, sir.

Hey, Babu, how much more time, man?

I am in more of a hurry than you, sir.

I was going to the toilet
when Patil sir picked me up.

Along with his tumbler.

You should pay the bill on time, sir.

Hey, loud mouth. Get lost!

AGRIPADA POLICE STATION

Sir…

Hey,

come here.

What brilliant mimicry, isn't it?

Do it one more time.

How about when the phone is engaged?
How will you mimic that sound?

He is an artist, isn't he?

Hey, Parab, take him in.

Give him two on his behind,
and bring all the artistry out of him.

And he should continue to make the sound
till the phone starts ringing.

Sir, I was just trying to do
some social service.

I am also doing social service.

- Come on.
- For such a small thing…

Sir, I was wondering, who are you
expecting such an urgent call from?

He has run away. Him. Him!

Patil, sir, please hold on to it.

Oh, yes.

The phone is ringing, sir.
The real phone is ringing!

Oh, no… Patil, sir!

Patil?

You go ahead, sir.

I will pick up the fallen.

Hey, shut up.
Why are you ringing when this is ringing?

- Hey, get him out of here.
- Sir.

Hello, this is Inspector Zende,
Agripada Police Station.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

I will be there, sir.

Right away.

MAHARASHTRA POLICE HEADQUARTERS

- Zende.
- Sir.

They have written about you
in the Daily Afternoon.

"Bombay Police have the man
who had nabbed Carl."

DAILY AFTERNOON

Have you caught Carl once before?

So sorry, Swamy. Sorry, Swamy.

Sir!

- Don't hit me. I will tell you everything.
- Tell me.

The plan is to rob Agarwal's office, sir.

- Who is Agarwal?
- A money lender on Merry Weather Road.

What is his name?

- Carl.
- Carl?

Voilà!

Chanel?

Good choice, Mr Agarwal.

Please, sir.

My clothes?

You stay naked,

you stay alive.

Hey!

Never point a gun at a lady.

Go on.

Which perfume?

Chanel.

Agarwal! You naughty boy!

You deserve better.

You know, don't you?

Boss, it's done.

Maybe next time.

Hello, Carl.

- Who Carl?
- You Carl.

I'm not Carl.

You are bloody Carl.

Shoot him.

You are under arrest!

You are under arrest, Carl.

We have confirmed news from CID

that after fleeing the Tihar Jail,
Carl has come to Mumbai.

Can you catch him again?

Excuse me, sir.

Fifteen years ago,
Carl was an ordinary thief.

But in the last 15 years,
he has 32 murders to his name.

He has fled the prison five times,
across four countries.

It will not be that easy
to catch Carl now.

He is Interpol's most wanted criminal.

What do you know about him, Zende?

Have you got the role of
Gandhi's third monkey in some movie?

Oh, well.

Perhaps we picked the wrong man.

Karamchand Virwani Gurmukh Carl Bhojraj.

Mother is Lebanese.
Father is Indian Sindhi.

While he was still a child,
his father left his mother

and his mother remarried a French man.

He lived with them in France
for a few years.

He is part Indian, part Lebanese,
and part French.

But entirely criminal.

Carl always lives a five-star life.

Five-star hotels, five-star wardrobe,
five-star vehicles.

And he knows only one way
to fund all this.

Crime.

He has a face as handsome as Dev Anand,
and a tongue as sweet as Rajesh Khanna.

He can get anyone to do anything,
especially women.

You know what,
you look like that fellow Carl.

That criminal who broke out from prison
a few days ago.

My flight from Delhi to Bombay
had two men.

They had his picture.

They must have been policemen.

By the way,

what's your name?

Carl.

His first murder was
an American girl named Angela Norton.

He slipped sleeping pills into her drink
and drowned her in the sea in Thailand.

After Angela, there was Rosy.

After Rosy, there was Josephine.
And many other girls like them.

All the murdered girls
had swimming suits on them.

That's how he got his moniker,
Swimsuit Killer.

There are 32 known murders to his name.

What is the motive of his murders?

Money? Jewellery? Passport? Thrill?
The motive can be anything at all.

He has been arrested five times,
and fled prison all five times.

That is why the English newspapers
have given him the name "Snake".

Snake.

You know how to catch a snake, Zende?

Irrespective of how venomous
a snake is, sir,

a mongoose always beats the snake.

So, you are our mongoose?

Without a tail, with two legs.

- Get him, Zende.
- Sir.

Not on the chicken, man.

Do you think you are a mermaid?

Lalit, David, we have to leave.

- We were just starting to have fun.
- Now!

No more five-star hotels.

What should we do with this, sir?

Nothing. It is unclaimed.

Right, sir.

Come on. Let us wrap this up.

What did you say his name was, sir?

Carl.

Carl? The one who fled the prison?
That one?

The one I caught 15 years back. That one.

So, that's who you have been
running after the past few days.

Commissioner, I ran after you for
three years before you agreed to marry me.

Are you planning to marry that rascal?

Don't make chapati
for me tomorrow, Mother.

Why? Are you going on a hunger strike?

No, tomorrow is a Saturday.

On every Saturday, I will fast in the
name of Hanuman, for your protection.

Look, Commissioner,
you are there for my protection.

Why trouble Lord Hanuman?

I don't meddle with your duty.
You don't meddle with my faith.

Absolutely.

Come on, now. You have school tomorrow.

What are you doing?

Just thought I'd help you out a little.

There is no need to butter me up.

Leave it.

All right, fine.

You… Why does it have to be you?

Because I was the one
who caught him 15 years ago.

Then tell them that you are old now.

Am I really old now?

Let go.

Look, Commissioner.

One who does not commit injustices
on others is a noble man.

One who does not let others
do injustice to himself is a good man.

One who stops injustice
from happening to others…

Is a true man.

Am I not a true man?

That is the trouble.

Trouble?

Uncle Zende!

What is it?

There is a phone call for you.

- Hello?
- Hello, sir. Sir…

- Hello?
- Yes.

Sir, a foreigner
has come into Hotel Airport Plaza.

He looks suspicious.
You should check him out.

Fine. I will be there in 20 minutes.

Look at this photograph carefully.

We are looking for this man.

Sir, how old is this photograph?

Fifteen years old.

What is this, sir?
We need the latest photograph.

Is it?

Then catch him today.

And we will get
a photograph of him with you. The latest.

Housekeeping.

Click!

Sir, room service?

Room service.

Cheers.

Sir?

Oh, madam.

Dinner?

Sir, the one in 410
is not opening his door.

- Break it down.
- Let's go.

Stop knocking. Break it open.

Say, Hail Bajrangbali! Break it!

- Get him!
- What is going on?

- Grab him!
- Let me go!

Let me go! Do you hear me?

- Shut up!
- Screw you!

Let me go!

Stand. Stand. Stand still.

- Does it look like him?
- No.

- No, it's not him.
- He is the same, sir.

Hello. Where are you from?

Let me go!

Look at his moustache. Look at it.

If I had a moustache,
even I would look different, sir.

Sir, he's biting me!

- Calm down, you goddam...
- What should we do now, sir?

- Take him in.
- Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

- Come on.
- Let go of me.

- I hate you all.
- Hey, get inside.

- Let's go.
- Come on.

Move!

Come on.

Sir! We are not able to handle him!

Come quickly, sir! Hey, wait!

- Get off!
- Hold on to him.

Catch him!

- Don't...
- Quiet!

It is a very shameful matter,
DGP Purandare.

Very shameful.

You should suspend
that useless inspector immediately.

How can he catch the wrong man?

And a foreign national at that?

Do you know the French embassy
has created a big ruckus over it?

Mr Swamy, tell us.

Mr Swamy works for our country
with Interpol.

International pressure
is building up, sir.

The 32 plus murders committed by Carl

have been on American
or European nationals.

That is the reason these countries
are putting so much pressure on us.

It has been four days since he fled Tihar
and we are nowhere close to catching him.

On top of that, the wrong
arrest made by the Mumbai Police,

it has made matters worse.

We tried our best, sir.

- But...
- But, clearly, your best is not the best.

I don't like it
when someone else disrobes me.

Yes, in fact, I am asking you
to hand over the case to someone else.

Will you come to the cattle mart with me?

To buy a pair of bulls?

Bulls, sir?

With your blessings, the department
is bound to give me an early retirement.

"Sorry, sir, I will go into farming."

At least, the bulls will listen to me.

When did I ever not listen to you, sir?

I have handed you this case.
You are the one who is going to catch him.

Anyway, do you have any leads?
Where is he?

No, sir. After Airport Plaza,

we have scoured through
all the five-star and four-star hotels.

He is not in Mumbai, sir.

Wherever he is, his wicket
should be taken down by Mumbai Police.

- Yes, sir.
- Caught by Mumbai Police.

Bowled by Mumbai Police.

Yes, sir.

You want to jump in with me?

No, sir. If my clothes get wet,
I will get beaten up by the Commissioner.

Commissioner?

My wife, sir.

Right, sir. Off you go.

If we don't find Carl,
we will get beaten up by the ministry.

- Zende sir?
- Yes, sir.

Let him pass.

Sir. Inspector Jacob.

Oh, yes, Purandare sir told me about you.

- I see.
- Yes.

Purandare sir gave me
the file on Carl just this morning.

Our friend left us a love letter.

That bastard.

Now we have to meet him soon and tell him,

"Mumbai Police loves you, too."

There is mention
of his wife in the file as well, sir.

Chantaal.

Chantaal is the name of his wife.

- Chantelle, sir. Chantelle.
- Huh?

- No, no, Sister. Can't have any more.
- Eat up. Eat, man.

But the spelling starts with C-H.

And C-H means "cha". Chantaal?

The spelling is C-H, sir,
but the pronunciation is "Shantelle."

Chantelle. These people are strange.

They write "cha", pronounce it as "sha".
Meanwhile, we are screwed.

Don't you laugh, Jacob?

- Me?
- Yes.

I am laughing, sir.

Okay. Fine.

Carl's wife left him long ago.

But they haven't divorced yet.

And the many books
that have been written on Carl,

the royalty amount from those books

gets deposited in Chantaal's…
Chantelle's account.

Hey.

The tea.

Sir, his wife is somewhere abroad, right?

In America.

It's hot.

- What do you think, Jacob?
- Sir?

Where can Carl be right now?

He could be anywhere, sir.
Jaipur, Jodhpur, Goa, Pondicherry.

Wherever there are a lot of foreigners.
They are his potential prey.

In such a place, as always,

he will be staying in some five-star hotel
under a fake name.

MUMBAI
SATARA / PANVEL BUS STOP

Hey! Carl!

No names.

You said you'd take us to America.

What is this place you have brought us to?

The road to America goes through Panvel.

We were alert, sir,
because you sent us the Look Out Circular.

He was planning to get on
the Gorakhpur Express. We nabbed him.

We checked his bag.
We found these in the bag.

Ratan Tomar.

He is one of the five inmates
who fled Tihar along with Carl.

But he claims his name is Ajay Agarwal.

Hello, Tomar.

Who is this Tomar, man?

My name is not Tomar, sir.

It is Agarwal.
Ajay Agarwal, the businessman.

Sir, I swear that bag is not mine.
I found it lying around.

I must have taken leave of my senses
to have picked it up.

Why are your feet swollen?

Feet?

I fell down as a child.

It is all right now, sir.

- You should have them massaged.
- Why?

Nobody's massaged you?

My mother did in my childhood.

Mother is not there anymore?

You don't worry.

Your father is here now.

Gawde!

- Yes, sir.
- Get some lizard oil.

Lizard…

Oil? Why?

So, Tomar.

Not Tomar, sir. I told you, it is Agarwal.

Ajay Agarwal, reputed businessman.

Give.

This India-Pakistan cricket match
that is scheduled in Sharjah.

Who do you think will win it?

Who is going to win?

Sir, I don't understand cricket at all.

I am a hockey man myself, sir.

Sir, the oil.

Lizard oil.

I am okay, sir.

So, Agarwal sir.

Tomar… Ajay Agarwal.

- Gawde.
- Sir.

Give me the handkerchief.

Sir?

Give me your foot.

Let it be, sir.
Why do you want me to partake in sin?

As policemen,
it is our duty to serve the public.

Let it be, sir.

Sir!

It may hurt,
but all the pain will leave entirely.

Sir!

Okay. So, you like hockey, is it?

Yes, sir.

Tell me the name of your favourite player?
Dhyan Chand?

Yes.

- And Shahid?
- Yes.

- Roop Singh?
- Yes.

Carl Bhojraj?

What happened?

Which player is that, sir?

I haven't heard of him.

Oh, you don't know of Carl?

No.

He has shot big ones.

- Goals.
- He may have done, sir.

If an experienced person like you
is saying that, then he must be big.

Sir, I am begging you, let me go.

You're trapping me for no good reason.
I haven't done anything, sir.

We have just applied the oil.

Now we have to squeeze it out.

Sir!

I got it, sir.

Come now, Tomar.

Let us play some hockey.

Let it be.

I don't want to play.

Hotel Panchratna.

Panvel.

HOTEL PANCHRATNA

You want rooms?

Mumbai Police.

What room is he in?

Alan? He is Alan, right, sir?

He is Carl.

Carl Bhojraj.

The swimsuit guy?

301 and 302.

- Let's go.
- But they left, sir.

They checked out last night.

A telegram came for them this morning.

"Father not well. Haveliram."

The guy in 302 left just
an hour back. His train leaves at 12 p.m.

- Sir.
- Jacob, get to the station

- and make enquiries there, okay?
- Sir.

Hey, Jacob.

There is a station master
by the name of Shinde. He knows me.

I must be jinxed today.

I missed the train.
Give me my room back, will you?

- It is still available, right?
- Yes.

You got it cleaned up?

Yes.

Your room is available, sir. 302, right?

What are you mumbling, sir?

Grab him! Push him down!

"Father not well. Haveliram."

What is this?

It is nothing, sir.

Who is this Haveliram?

That series on TV, sir, called Buniyaad.

He is the hero, Alok Nath.

I am a homely man, sir,
who likes to watch series on TV.

These foreigners got me in trouble, sir.

Where is Carl?

Carl? Carl...

Sir!

He swindled me, sir.

He sent me off to Delhi,
and I don't know where he disappeared to.

- You bastard...
- Hey, stop it. Jacob, stop.

I am really bored of
running after this fellow, man.

Let us try something new.

- Sir?
- Something entertaining.

You see that bee hive there?

The one who breaks it
will get treated to a chicken meal.

Sir, that is not fair, sir.

You will run away after breaking it.
If they come for me, they will...

They will kiss you. Smack. Like that.

And not just one. A lot of kisses.

Smack!

Sir. That is a crime, sir.

- Leave it. Let it be.
- Come now.

- This is a good idea.
- You go first, sir.

It is a crime, sir. This is wrong.

What is this, sir? Go back further.
Anyone can hit it from here.

- Further back, sir.
- From this line.

- This is wrong, sir.
- Let me draw the line for you.

I don't know anything, sir.

Sir, can I suggest something?

Let all three of us take shots.
Someone will hit it.

We just want to have chicken, right?

This is wrong, sir! Please let me go.

No, sir. Please don't, sir.

- On the count of three.
- Oh, no.

- No, no, no, no.
- One, two...

Goa!

Goa.

- Goa.
- What about Goa?

Carl has gone to Goa, sir.

What should I do if Carl has gone to Goa?

We are stuck here. In Panvel.
Come on, hit it.

Don't interrupt, man.

Sir! Bike!

He bought a bike.

A blue-coloured motorcycle.

A Rajdoot.

Registration number?

8648.

Hey, Patil, note it down.

- Sir, it is our Jeep's number.
- 8648.

- You bastard!
- Hit it!

Stop it, guys.

- Go, sit inside! Go! I will hit it.
- No, no, sir. He is not here, sir.

Sir, G-R-D!

GRD 5460.

Why are you screaming?

She leaves for the US on the 7th.

And we leave with her.

- She will take us to America?
- In five days.

This was your plan, my dear friend?

Easy, bro! Easy, bro.

We need three passports.

We need three bodies.

I am going to America, baby.

Come with me?

We will do bang-bang,

jing-jang,

American style.

So, America. Where will we go?

What will we do? Which city?

New York?

I like New York!

I will earn in dollars,
and have lots of sex!

Every night, a different babe.
Foreign babes.

What do you say, Carl, my brother?

Whatever you want.

Whatever I want?

I can do two at the same time!

Sandwich!

I have seen it in films.

Now we only need two dead bodies.

Sir.

Sir.

- Zende.
- Sir.

Hey, come on, scoot!

- Sir!
- Sir!

I asked to meet outside the
office because this is a secret mission.

Sit.

Sir, kokum juice.

Oh, wow. Thank you.

Commissioner?

Yes, sir.

DGP. DGP Purandare.

Yes, sir.

Have some, Patil.

As I was saying…

Zende, why don't you sit?

- Sir.
- No, No, you sit. You sit.

So…

- Yes, sir?
- Right.

- Right.
- Sir, please continue. I will be back.

This is a secret operation.

And we will not be
accepting the help of the Goa police.

Sir?

If we take the local police's help
our mission will become easier, sir.

If you want an easy job, Jacob,

then you should open a grocery store.

Sorry, sir.

What do you think, Zende?

Sir, I do not want to give
the credit of our win to anyone else

or take the blame of our defeat
from anyone else.

We cannot be defeated, Zende.

Right, sir. We have lost once.

And it is best if there is only
one love and one loss in a lifetime.

Wow, well said, sir.

Carl was there in Mumbai for four days.

And he ran away
by blindsiding the Mumbai Police.

The Mumbai Police
have to be the ones to catch him.

And, secondly,

even after repeated notifications
to the Goa Police,

there is no response from their end.

That is why
this work has to be executed by us.

Zende, who are you taking with you?

Sir, Jacob, Patil,

and because
the Railway Police is involved,

- Deshmane.
- Sir.

And if we need help with the language,
Naik speaks Konkani.

- And Patekar.
- Sir.

Good.

None of you
should use your real names there.

Because the mongoose knows the snake,

but it is possible that the snake
knows the mongoose as well.

You have a 15 year old relationship
with him, Zende.

Understood, sir.

All right.

All of you can
get on the morning flight tomorrow.

Flight?

What happened?

Haven't been on an airplane before?

No, sir.

- Dad.
- What?

Sister,

I need to borrow the blue suit
from Brother Prakash for a few days.

- Sure.
- Thank you.

What did you say you needed it for?

That you have to go to a wedding.

- Our mission is secret, isn't it?
- Yes.

You won't go to Goa.

What happened now? See, that Carl...

Never mind Carl.

Sister Surekha was telling me about

the things that go on
in these five-star hotels.

- What?
- Those things.

What things?

Those

cabaret dances.

They put on feathers like Helen
and dance like this.

Really? How? Show me.

Don't you know how Helen dances?
Like this?

You make me do crazy things.

- Go.
- Where? Goa?

Viju.

Come to bed.

I am coming.

We have a booking.

Name?

Raut. Om Raut.

Om Raut.

Prabhakar Kadam.

Hari Pawar.

Chandrakant Bhoir.

Ganesh Randive.

Rushi Kapoor.

Rushi Kadoo.

K-A-D-O-O. Kadoo.

Number 10 and number 11.

Excuse me? What shall I write
is the purpose of the visit?

Picnic.

Sir!

We got the registered address
of the bike owner, sir.

Pinto Villa. Candolim.

Sir, it seems like
G. Pinto is not at home.

Patekar, go on.

- The house is empty, sir.
- An empty house is the devil's workshop.

Thief?

Police.

Pinto ji...

Not Pinto ji. It is G. Pinto.

Gregory Pinto is my name.

Okay, ji. G. Pinto ji.

Is the bike GRD 5460 yours?

It was stolen.

Did you find it?

Are we the traffic police?

GRD 5460.

A blue-coloured Rajdoot?

What about it?

The one who took the bike is my brother.

He ran away because of a girl
and came here.

- He is your brother?
- My own blood.

Was something wrong
with your mom's system?

She gave birth
to that fair-skinned foreigner,

and then to you, a brown country bumpkin?

Just tell me this. Did he come here?

He came. Whoever wants to buy a bike,
comes to Lobo. Okay?

But after he buys it, how would I know
where he goes or what he does?

Get lost, now. I have a lot of work to do.

Sorry.

Sir, let's pick him up.

Will you keep him in your house
after you pick him up?

This is not Mumbai. This is Goa.

Not the palm.

Calm. Calm down.

Sir? This means...

This means that Carl is in Goa.

For sure.

We have to split into two teams tonight.

We have to go to all the five-star hotels
and night clubs.

We have to go to the five-star hotels,
and look like we belong there.

So all of you should come
wearing the best clothes that you have.

And Patil?

Yes, sir.

Patil, what is this?

Sir, you told us
to put on our best clothes.

I got this tailored
for my brother's wedding.

Absolutely smashing!

Amazing.

I hired the bike taxi twice.

Pilot taxi, sir.

It is called a pilot taxi in Goa.

Bill?

I don't have the bill.

No problem, sir. We will write a voucher.

I am sure you will remember
the registration number of the bike.

I don't even remember my wife's name.

Sister-in-law Isabela, sir.

Wife's name.

Your wife.

What do they care?

The accounts department
will question me, you know.

Rs.24?

One tea, please.

Sir. Just like Bond, we should have gotten

fantastic cars
and automatic guns, isn't it?

Then we would have caught Bhojraj
in a flash. Like that.

Hey, Patil.
You don't catch criminals with these toys.

They are caught from here.

Criminals are not caught from there.

Sit.

Criminals are caught from here.

And I feel it here,

that Carl has changed his tactics.

We are looking for him in the stars,

and that snake is crawling
somewhere in the mud.

- Hey, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, too.

- He was telling me about you.
- All good things, I hope.

Oh, well. Look at you.
What a beautiful… what a handsome couple.

- Thank you.
- When are you leaving?

- Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?

Oh, yeah. That's what I heard.

He was saying
you are in the market for a memento.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Yeah? Enough with these beads,
whatever these are.

You want to be a Goa hippie for the rest
of your life? Jesus Christ. I don't.

- I got them right here.
- What you got?

Back in the States,
I can charge a premium.

- Oh, my gosh. Are those real? Wow!
- Just a bit.

As real as the blood in your veins.

Hey, you guys look over this.

Right? You give them a peek.

I will get you a drink.
What are you having?

You… Don't worry.
I know what's good here. Yeah?

Hey, don't pocket one of them. All right?

- Definitely not.
- I wouldn't dare.

The fuck you doing,
hitting on my girlfriend?

I'll shoot you.

You'll pay for flirting with my Marina.

Have you fucking lost it?

I'll shoot you right here.

Shut up!

- I'll kill you.
- Take it easy!

Okay. Listen.

Get lost.

- Who are you?
- Okay. Gun down.

- Put the gun down.
- I'll shoot him.

- Who are you?
- I am the police.

Okay. Gun down. Police.

No, calm down. Calm down.

Inspector Madhukar Bapurao Zande?

Zende.

"Jha." Zende.

What are you doing in Goa?

Picnic.

Why the fancy dress?

To hide from the wife.

Where is the wife?

In Mumbai.

We are in the middle of a divorce.

She is the suspicious kind.

You want me to believe your word, Zende?

Yes, I mean…

Tell me the truth.
What are you working on in Goa?

I told you. Picnic.

Zende, sir! Ze…

Hey, Madan!

Hey, Madan.

- Madan?
- Madan.

- Madan.
- Madan.

- My brother-in-law.
- Brother-in-law?

You are a brother-in-law.

Him?

- He is your brother-in-law?
- Yes.

And your brother-in-law
calls you "Zende, sir"?

In public. Out of respect.

In private he calls me Gotiya.

Gotiya?

Uh-huh. Hey, Gotiya! Like that.

Do you understand now
why I had to be in disguise?

Look, sir, the thing is,

the wife sent this crow to watch me.

Now I have to go out
and settle matters with him.

Otherwise he will go back
and tell his sister everything.

So, can I leave?

- Do not think, Zande...
- Zende.

Do not think

that I do not understand your theatrics.

People in Goa prefer a leisurely life,

but we are not dumb.

Never.

So, enjoy you stay in Goa,

- Mister…
- Zende.

Hey.

What?

Come now, my brother-in-law.

- You want some beer?
- Yes, sir.

Don't call me sir.

- Hello?
- Jai Hind, sir. Zende.

Caught the snake?

Not yet, sir.

Goa may be small but it is still a state.

And we are just six people.

So, should I send
the entire army to help you out?

No. No, sir.

The day after tomorrow,
I am going to Mahad, near Goa.

The Prime Minister is visiting.

Give me the good news by then,

and I can bring the cage
to pick up the snake myself.

Okay, sir. Jai Hind, sir.

Speaking at the conference,
the British Foreign Minister condemned

the escape of the international criminal
Carl Bhojraj from Tihar Jail.

Even after 15 days, our police have not
been able to find the whereabouts of Carl.

Talking to our correspondent,

our Foreign Minister
called this incident shameful.

Sir, he could have
fled the country in these 15 days.

Then what is he doing here?

He has to leave the country.

But he needs a passport for that.

And to acquire that

he is capable of killing someone.

- To life!
- To life.

Santé!

Bottoms up.

Why not?

Rest in peace.

John Miller.

MAHARASHTRA POLICE HEADQUARTERS

- Sir's car has come.
- Sir!

- Sir is here.
- Sir!

Sir, Carl Bhojraj was in Mumbai but
our police were still unable to catch him.

- What is your opinion on this?
- Where is Carl now, sir?

Should we accept then
that he has escaped the police for good?

Look, all your questions will be answered
but at the right time.

Sir, give us something.

Mrs Zende, you are here?

- Come here. Come.
- Please, sir.

Come here.

Hello, sir.

The thing is,
it is our wedding anniversary.

Oh, wow. Congratulations.

He really likes puran poli.

So, I made some.

I don't know where he is in Goa.

Zende didn't tell you where he is?

Sir?

Our mission is secret, isn't it?

Yes.

Can this puran poli be sent to him?

Yes, it can certainly be sent to him.

But I will keep one.

The thing is, people only abuse us,
but nobody ever gives us puran poli.

No, sir.

No, I mean, don't take from this one.

I made a separate box for you.

Hey.

For this, I can go to Zende personally
and feed him the puran poli.

- Hey. Here, take this.
- Yes, sir.

Tea?

No, no. I will leave.

Thank you.

Hello.

Line up!

Where did
so many Charlie Chaplins come from?

They have a competition, sir.

Who will be the best Charlie?

I think Jacob will ace this.

We just have to shave
half of his moustache from both ends.

You can't even laugh at yourself?

I am laughing, sir.

Sir, the lots are ready.

Today we will venture out on our own.

We will spread out a little more.

We will cover more ground.

The lots will decide who goes where.

Sir, I added one more name to this list.

- What name?
- Divar Island.

There is an island
in the middle of Mandovi river.

One has to get there by ferry.

I have a feeling
we should scout that place, sir.

Okay.

Arambol.

Candolim.

Majorda.

Agonda.

Varca.

Divar Island.

I asked him
and he said three people had come...

- Hey, isn't Patil back yet?
- Not yet, sir.

Sir, read this news item, sir.

They found the body of a man
on Anjuna beach last night.

The man was a foreigner.
Someone burnt him alive.

Most importantly,
no passport was recovered from him.

Sir, this is exactly
Carl's modus operandi.

Sir.

What is it, Patil?

I saw him, sir.

Who?

I saw Carl, sir.

You let him go just like that?

I got scared, sir.

He has committed 32 murders.

Maybe 33!

- Sir, I will go to the ferry and check.
- What will you find now?

I don't know, sir, but I have to go.

I have two children, sir.

Their faces swam before my eyes...

Then go and tell your kids
that their father is a coward!

The criminal the entire world is chasing
came in front of their father

and that father, a policeman,
couldn't lift a finger!

And they will be very proud of you.

- Sir...
- Fear!

Everyone feels fear, Patil!

But for a policeman, fear should not be
an excuse to turn his back.

It should be the reason
to push your chest forward and stand up.

Carl? Are you planning
to marry that rascal?

Look, Commissioner.

One who does not commit injustices
on others is a noble man.

One who does not let others
do injustice to himself is a good man.

One who stops injustice
from happening to others,

is a true man.

Am I not a true man?

On every Saturday, I will fast in
the name of Hanuman, for your protection.

I don't meddle with your duty.
You don't meddle with my faith.

- Hello?
- Happy Anniversary, Commissioner, sir.

You remembered?

I have to stay alive, dear.

What nonsense you talk.

I am very angry. You finally found
the time to call after three days?

Listen, I gave a box of puran poli
to Mr Purandare to send to you.

To Mr Purandare?

Viju, he is the DGP.
Director General of Police.

So?

I am the wife.

If a wife can ask
for a husband's life back from Lord Yama,

can she not give a box of puran poli
to the DGP?

If you men just listened to your wives…

- Wife!
- …once in a while, then...

Carl's wife.

Viju, Carl's wife!

What about his wife, sir?

Carl's wife is in America. Chantaal.

- Chantelle.
- To hell with…

Understand the matter, Jacob!

All of Carl's money is with his wife.

Where is the wife? In America.

So, if Carl wants to talk to his wife,
where would he go?

America?

That means an international call.
The telephone exchange, sir?

Exactly! So we have to go
where Carl must be going.

Listen, Patekar.

Patekar!

Can we see the register for
the international calls made from here?

Air is the only thing free in our country.

If you mean business, then talk,
otherwise leave.

Give him.

Give him 20.

Money? We have to give?

Listen. What will I tell
the accounts people when they ask me?

Where is the register?

The register is on the table
in the cabin next door. Go and see.

Let's go.

By the way…

The thing is, not too many people
come here to make overseas calls.

It is government work.
There is too much paperwork.

There is a bar at Porvorim.

The owner there

has an understanding with us.

You can make overseas calls from there.

Pronto! Without paperwork.

Name of the bar?

I gave you Rs.20.

O'Coqueiro.

No, I will need it
as soon as I land in New York.

It is my money, my dear.

Yes. You are still my wife.

Yes.

Yes, I will call you soon.

Au revoir.

Sir.

Sir, even if we manage to
catch him here in Goa, what do we do then?

Hand him over to the Goa Police?

If we have to hand him over
to the Goa Police,

why are we struggling over here
by ourselves?

Shall I tell you the truth, Jacob?

I do not want to play this game
of getting credit.

A criminal escaped from prison.

Since then, he has committed a murder.

As a policeman, I have to catch him.

By myself,

or with someone else.

Makes no difference to me.

Sir, if we bring Patil along...

Cowards don't have a place in this team.

- Understood?
- Deshmane?

My God!

My God, Amdekar!
How are you? Where have you been?

A senior officer
has come in from Delhi. Mr Vyas.

Let me introduce you to him.

What is this, Sinha?

Sir, these are my friends
from the Mumbai Police.

And he is Mr Vyas, from the Delhi Police.

Carl Bhojraj, who escaped
from Tihar Jail a fortnight back?

Sir is in Goa with a team
of 15 to 16 people to catch him.

Inspector Zende, sir.

Sir, we are also here
for the same purpose.

Sir, Mr Purandare asked us not to reveal...

It's okay.
There is no time for these protocols.

If we work together,
Carl will get caught faster.

Sir, we have got a lead that Carl Bhojraj
will definitely visit this bar.

Because you can make
a phone call from here

to anywhere in the world
at lightning speed.

Carl's wife is in America and he will
definitely come here to contact her.

First of all, Mister…

What did you say your name was?

Madhukar Zende, sir.

I didn't ask you to have a seat.

I will have to notify the Home Minister
about this unofficial operation

that is being carried out
by the Mumbai Police.

- Sinha, make a note of this.
- Yes, sir.

You guys from Bombay
don't do your homework correctly, do you?

Bhojraj was in Mumbai for four days
after he ran away from Tihar.

And these guys
couldn't find even a single lead.

Bhojraj always stays in five-stars.

Why would he come
to this road-side bar to make a call?

- Amdekar, let's go.
- Yes, sir.

Come on.

Sir!

Your homework
is not that great either, sir.

That is why
while he was at your Tihar Jail,

he got the permission to celebrate
his birthday on the 16th of March.

And using the celebration as an excuse,
he fed rice pudding to everyone,

made everyone fall asleep, and ran away.

By the way,
Carl's birthday is tomorrow, sir.

Sixth of April.

All the best, Mister…
whatever your name is.

Not whatever, sir.

Inspector Zende.

Inspector Madhukar Bapurao Zende.

Sir, shall I station two of our men here,
if you see fit?

What rubbish are you talking?

What if he turns out to be correct, sir?

He is just an ordinary inspector.

A low-grade cop!

Carl will never come here.

Yes, sir.

- Sir?
- What is it?

We only have Rs.87 left.
And we still have to pay for the hotel.

Keep it.

Sir, from your own pocket?

This is my work.

Ten from me.

Twelve from me.

Five from me.

Sir, I only have Rs.2 left.

We will not leave
without taking this bugger along.

Yes, sir.

Sir, when I go back,

I will tell everyone in the department

that…

Sir, don't turn around suddenly,

- but I think it is...
- Fonseca.

I know it.
He has been following us since morning.

He reads the morning paper at night.

Jacob, you are not laughing today.

I am laughing, sir.

Hey, Fonseca!

I haven't seen him laughing till date.

He cannot laugh, otherwise.

Jacob.

- You can smoke.
- No, sir. It is okay.

You dropped it?

Well, never mind. It is a bad habit.

Okay, listen.

If Carl has to leave the country,

he has to go to Mumbai.

There is no international airport in Goa.

Then why is that bugger
staying here in Goa?

And now he even has a passport.

Uh-huh.

Come on, we have to go somewhere.

She leaves tomorrow.

From here to Egypt,
and then on to New York, America.

Sir, the rat will try to escape
on this ship tomorrow.

Shall we set up the fielding
here tomorrow, sir?

The port area is too big to cover, Jacob.

And we do not have a lot of people.

We will come here,

but we must not skip our vigil
at O'Coqueiro tonight.

Sir.

Name?

John Miller.

- Purandare?
- Jai Hind, sir.

Purandare, are some people
from your department in Goa right now?

Not that I know of, sir.

Some people from Mumbai Police
came across ACP Vyas in Goa yesterday.

They mentioned Carl.

Maybe one of our officers
is there for a vacation, sir.

Or on a secret mission?

There are no secrets, sir. I assure you.

Your department has already failed once
while dealing with Carl, Purandare.

If something like that happens again
because of you, then…

There is nothing like that, sir.

Jai Hind.

Jai Hind, sir.

Sir. Sir, they are purposeless.

They just keep roaming around. It is Goa.

But, sir, if I am honest,

I don't think Carl is ever coming to Goa.

Why would he come here?

He will come. And he will come right here.

- Are you feeling it from here?
- I am feeling it from here.

Everyone will be in their positions.

- Super alert.
- Yes, sir.

- Patekar, we need a car.
- Yes, sir?

- A car?
- Any problem?

I will organise it.

I accept that we do not have any weapons.
We do not have any money.

We do not have any support.
People call us "Pandu."

The Pandus of Mumbai.

But they do not know that if
a Pandu from Mumbai comes into his own,

he is capable of
ripping apart anyone's fortune.

Sir.

When you have courage, Patil,

you will always get a second chance.

Got it?

Excuse me!

- Excuse me.
- Excuse me.

- Just a second, man.
- You might hit…

What is going on?

Sir, it looks like
there is a wedding reception here today.

Wedding reception at a bar?

Welcome to Goa, sir.

Cheers!

Sir, I think we have set up the fielding
at the wrong place.

We should be at the dock.

You take the others
and head to the dock. I will stay here.

But, sir, you…

The policeman's heart says
that the bugger will come here.

You guys go to the dock.

If you need to grab him there,
you will need more men.

Sir.

- We have to go to the dock. Come on.
- And Zende sir?

Sir will stay here. Come on.

Sir, let me stay with sir.

Please, sir.

Let's go.

Let's go, Deshmane. Let's go.

It is not even starting.

What do you mean?

What the…

It started in the morning, sir.

How would it get here otherwise?

- We did not order this.
- Oh. No, sir. Yes, sir.

Hey.

This is the wrong order.

It is wrong?

Patekar! Patil! Come on! Come here!

Patil! Patekar!

Come here!

Patekar!

- Hello, Carl.
- Who Carl?

- You Carl.
- I am not Carl.

You are bloody Carl!

Just you wait. I will
sell you in the village for a good price.

- Sir!
- Sir!

Jacob! Patekar!

Over here! Grab him!

Shit.

You bastard!

Hold him down!

Grab him!

What is going on in my hotel?
I'll call the police!

I am the police.

Mumbai Police.

Sir, I have taken care of him.

Put the cart before the horse!

Amazing.

Sir, the snake has been caught.

Yes, sir. Okay, sir.

Purandare sir has asked us to take him
and leave for Mumbai immediately, sir.

- Yes, let's leave...
- How do we leave? We do not have a car.

If we do not have a car,
then we take a horse.

If we do not have a horse, then a rocket.

We can walk, we can fly,
we can drag him all the way.

We have to take him there after all.

Or do you want to celebrate your honeymoon
with him here at the hotel?

No, sir.

- Sir?
- What is it?

You caught Carl Bhojraj at our wedding.

Can we get a photograph?

Sure.

There is one condition, okay?

What is the condition, sir?

- Who is this?
- This is David.

The one who escaped with Carl from Tihar.

Carl Bhojraj?

In Goa?

Yes.

We were caught napping,
Fonseca. Literally napping.

Those guys picked up Carl today
from a bar in Porvorim.

If it is really Carl,

then I do not want him
crossing the border of Goa. Understood?

Yes, sir.

Patil, will you be able to do it?

Do not worry, sir.
I drove an ambulance for two years.

What is this?

Hello, Carl.

Do you remember me?

No.

Are you a film star?

Zende sir has caught you before.

'71.

I see.

So, then we are old friends.

Happy birthday, Carl.

You know?

The mongoose knows everything
about the snake.

Where is my birthday present?

We took out
such a grand wedding procession for you.

What more do you want?

Stop the van.

This van will now stop only in Mumbai.

Hey. Sit down, you.

What is he doing, sir?
Will you sit down or not? Hey, not here.

He will piss on me, sir.
Stop the car, sir.

Patil, stop the car.

You're still alive.

Or the news tomorrow would have said
that the snake was run over by a truck.

- Go on. Put him inside.
- Come on.

I will not let you escape
this easily, you rascal.

I will sit on your chest like a phantom
till we reach Mumbai.

- Drive, Patil.
- Yes, sir.

Sir, Fonseca would have found out by now.

It is a green-coloured Matador!
Green-coloured Matador!

Once we cross the border into
Maharashtra, then we do not have to worry.

It is going towards the Goa border! Over!

Zendi.

How much money will you take to let me go?

A wise person once said,

"Air and idiots can be found everywhere."

You are offering me money?

You are a real bastard.

I will now remember your face.

I will get out of jail,

and I will find you.

I will be waiting.

This bugger kills one at a time.
You plan to kill everyone all at once?

Sir, look ahead.

Patil, go through the barricade.

Drive through it! Hurry up!

Go through it!

- Listen. Pick him up! Pick him up!
- We can't let him go!

Stop!

Run! Run for the border!

Stop.

- Bhende!
- Zende.

The same.

I told you, my eyes are on you.

I am taking him with me.

Run for it.

- Hey! Help!
- Quiet!

- Shut up!
- Help!

Oh, God!

Shut up, you fucker!

- Until...
- Come on, go!

Come here, Patil.

- Pick him up! Come on.
- Yes, sir.

Let's go. Let us walk and cross.

Give him to me.

Zende!

Leave him!

- Leave him!
- Let him go!

Let him go!

Why, you bastard!

Sir, catch him! Don't let him go!

- Stop!
- Catch him!

Zende!

Stop now, Zende.

I really will shoot you.

You come into my state
and right under my nose...

In your state?

No.

You are in my state.

Welcome to Maharashtra.

MAHARASHTRA JURISDICTION STARTS

Do call if you are ever in Mumbai.

We will have tea. We will eat vada pav.

Stop.

I can still take him, along with you
and your men from here right now.

Who is here to witness it?

Sir.

Caught by Mumbai Police.
Bowled by Mumbai Police.

I am proud of you, Zende.

Thank you, sir.

- Proud of you, boys.
- Sir.

And him?

Inspector Fonseca. Goa Police.

It is because of him
that we reached this far, sir.

Then I must thank you too,
Inspector Fonseca.

Thank you.

Bye, Carl.

Who Carl?

You Carl.

I am not Carl.

You are bloody Carl.

And you, Zende.

You will be famous because of me.

AGRIPADA POLICE STATION

Sir!

Inspector Madhukar Bapurao Zende.

And I am Madhukar Bapurao Zende, the OG.

Viju.

Hey!

Viju?

Puran poli was very sweet.

Just like you.

Purandare sir had them sent to you?

What else?
He might be the DGP in the department,

but he is also somebody's husband.

Kids?

Went to school.

Mother?

Went to drop them off.

Then?

Hey, what happened to that fellow Carl?

Listen to it on the radio.

Dangerous murderer Carl was arrested

last night by a team from Mumbai Police.

Inspector Madhukar Zende
from the Mumbai Police

accomplished this extraordinary feat.

Look, Zende sir has come!

Subtitle translation by: Natasha Acharya