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MASS WEDDING CEREMONY
A WEDDING TO REMEMBER

I don't want to get married!

Hey, Pinky!
Don't create a scene.

I don't want to get married!

I don't want to get married!

No!

- Come on, get up!
- Hey, what's happening here?

Let her go!

Vijay!

- Take her to the girls' hostel.
- Okay.

Come on.

I left Delhi and came to the Northeast.
I left everything behind.

My team. My family.

My city.

They called it a transfer,
but I knew it was really a punishment.

And then, somewhere along the way,
I came across a crime so dark

it transcended the limits of cities,
villages, and nations.

In crimes like these,
the criminals leave no trace.

They know exactly how to exploit
someone's helplessness.

They have no names, no identities.

At times, it feels as if
we're chasing shadows.

Jai Hind, ma'am.
Welcome to Silchar.

Thank you very much,
Ranjit, for doing this.

- Anything?
- Not yet, ma'am.

We've checked a dozen trucks
since morning.

Only tea and ginger, no weapons.

Assam Rifle intel is very, very good.
You just have to be patient.

Yes, ma'am.

If they are smuggling weapons
out of the Northeast,

this is the only exit route.

- Another truck approaching, sir.
- Copy.

There's a truck coming.

Step out of the truck!

Down! Down! Down!

Down! Get them!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Don't shoot.

Let's go and check.

Madam, the truck departed from Mizoram,
with Delhi as the drop-off point.

At Azadpur Market's parking lot.

They were supposed to pick up
more girls on the way.

He says he saw another truck
leaving two days ago.

Did he say who he's working for?

He's just a driver for hire, ma'am.

He was transporting girls
across state borders to Delhi in a truck.

He has to know more.

Please keep digging.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

The profiles of these girls
are extremely varied.

These two girls, they're educated.

They were offered jobs,

one as a nanny and the other as a tutor.

These two girls

were sent by their parents themselves
to find a job.

Mainly maid jobs.

And these two girls

were lied to and tricked by the agents.

We've called for reports of missing girls

from here and from
the neighboring states as well.

One girl fits into our timeline.

Her grandmother filed a missing person's
report at Kanakpur Police Station.

She's 18 years old and a class topper.

Her mobile phone has been
switched off for two days.

Her grandmother says
this is unlike her.

Her name is Sonam, ma'am.

And according to her grandmother,
Sonam left on a bus.

And she was promised a job
as a tutor in Delhi.

Maybe she was on the truck
that left two days ago.

- Hello, madam.
- Bhupendra, hi.

You got a minute?

Always, madam.
Please tell me.

We seized a truck in Silchar today.

There were eight girls in it.

The drop-off point is Delhi.

The girls were offered various jobs.

Looks like these young girls
are being targeted by a gang.

In fact, another truck left
from Mizoram two days ago.

Where in Delhi is the drop-off?

Azadpur Market.

Okay, madam. I'll have checkpoints
set up in all areas around Azadpur.

When are you coming to Delhi?

As soon as the DGP gives his permission.

He's conservative about
working across state lines.

Madam, I once read somewhere…

"Ask for forgiveness, not permission."

You can apologize later.

Yeah, okay.

Okay, madam. Jai Hind.

Jai Hind, Bhupendra.

Hi.

Hi.

Looking good. What's your secret?

Divorce.

Neeti, this is Mallika.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.

I've heard quite a lot
about you from him.

I mean, it's really impressive,
the work you're doing.

That's good to hear.

Well, he didn't tell me
anything about you.

Excuse me.

Why so nervous?
The cops don't arrest just anyone.

- Jai Hind, madam.
- Jai Hind.

There's a girl, about two years old,
with critical injuries.

Someone dropped her off at
AIIMS Trauma Center and then vanished.

Madam, the child has been
admitted to the ICU.

But her chances of surviving are slim.

- I'm nearby. I'll come.
- Okay.

- Jai Hind, madam.
- Jai Hind.

She has a severe head injury.

- Hi, doctor.
- Hi.

So, she's bleeding in her brain.

We'll have to do emergency surgery.

Accident or assault?

Assault.

There are bite marks on the child's face.

Bite marks?

On both sides of the cheeks.

The security personnel said
they spotted a woman on camera.

- You can get all the footage from them.
- Yes, doctor.

- Excuse me, I need to get back.
- Thank you.

PEACE, SERVICE, JUSTICE

I've isolated and reviewed this girl's
movements in all the available footage.

She arrived in a rickshaw.

She didn't fill out any forms,
so we can't ID her.

She left the baby in this corridor
and walked away.

And we couldn't trace her exit.

Doesn't she look young, madam?

Could this girl be the mother?

Or maybe they're not related at all.

Maybe she left the child at the hospital

to avoid getting involved
in a police case.

Could be a case of kidnapping as well.

Sir, why would kidnappers
assault the child so brutally?

It seems to me that
she was trying to save the child.

There's the license plate.

I'll send this to the RTO
and get the owner's details.

As soon as you have the address,
send it to Jairaj and Sudhir.

Locate the driver and find out
where he picked up the girl.

What's the English word for "rickshaw"?

"Rick-shaw."

That's the same thing, man.

This English-speaking course
of yours seems dodgy to me.

- Consider changing it.
- How is it the same?

For example, it's pronounced
"shawl," not "shaal."

"Rick-shawl"?

Are you bullshitting me?
How can it be "rick-shawl"?

This is it.

127-B.

Yeah, looks like it.

Yes, it's this one.
The auto's here too.

296, yes.

Is the electricity gone?

Hello?

Is that your auto parked outside?

Yes, it is.

Are you Rajiv Mahto?

- Yes, sir.
- Delhi Police.

What's wrong, sir?

Did you…

drop this girl off at AIIMS Trauma Center?

Yes, sir.
She was really upset.

There was a little girl with her.

I jumped two red lights
just to get them there.

- Where did she get in?
- At Mahipalpur, sir.

Right outside a place
called Vandana Lodge.

- Where is that?
- Mahipalpur, sir.

There must be some address, right?

- Sir…
- Give us an address!

Sir, it's right next to Desu alley.

Do one thing.

Write down what you just mentioned.
The complete address.

But what happened, sir?

- Jai Hind, sir.
- Jai Hind.

Please take a seat.

I have read your report.

What happened in Silchar?

Sir, while we were tracking
a weapons shipment,

we found a shipment
of girls headed to Delhi.

We need to pursue an investigation.

I'm sympathetic, Vartika.

But sanctioning an interstate
operation of this level…

- it's not practical.
- Why?

We have a testimony that there is
another truckload of young women

crossing state lines, heading to Delhi.

We have limited resources, Vartika.

Hand over your intel to the other states.

Let them take care of their territories.

We are at ground zero of a serious crime.

We need to help these young girls. Now.

Cases like these don't last, Vartika.

Families themselves don't admit that

they've sent away their girls
with the agents.

Exactly.

This is why these girls
need our help the most.

A no is a no, Vartika.

Okay.

Then in that case, sir,
you need to sign this, please.

What is this?

It's a letter that states

you are prohibiting
me from pursuing this investigation.

- Get out of my office!
- Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Come on, girls, get down.

- Come on, be quick.
- Come on.

Come along.

Come, children! Come along!

Come. You must be tired.

If you need to pee, the toilet's inside.

Leave your bags on the side.

Okay? Are you tired?

Not too tired, are you?
Go use the toilet. Leave your bags there.

Wash up and get ready, okay?

Come along. All good?

Are you done?

Wow, that's good.

Let me see.
Yeah, that's good.

Girl, take this.

Pass it back there.

No, thanks.

Eat.

Or Kalyani didi will eat you up.

Come on, eat.

Has everyone finished lunch?

Did you like the khichdi?

Now tell me,

why did you leave your homes
and families to come here?

To find a good job, right?

Now, you can't just land a good job
in a big city like this, can you?

First, you need training.

Okay?

And how do we begin the training?

By learning to look more presentable.

Your face should look nice and smart,
just like the girls in the photos.

They all have good jobs now.

See how pretty they look?
That's the kind of smart you need to be.

Now, look at Rani.

She will teach you how to apply makeup.

You will learn how to enhance
your facial features. Get it?

Two days from now,
I'll send you for more training.

Only after that will you get jobs.
Understood?

Child, what's your name?

- Sonam.
- Sonam.

Rani, do Sonam's makeup.

- Okay? Teach her.
- Yes.

The rest of you,
find a partner among yourselves.

That is, form pairs.

First, watch how she applies makeup.

Learn from her.

Then one partner
will apply makeup on the other.

Okay? Then you will switch places.

- After that, you'll do your own makeup.
- Keep an eye on that side.

Did you listen to what didi said?

Child, leave the hairbrush aside.
Focus on makeup for now.

RAHUL
WHERE ARE YOU? WHERE IS NOOR?

KHUSHI
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO

RAHUL
I'M COMING BACK TO THE LODGE.

Rahul!

- What are you doing over there?
- Nothing, didi.

Didi, there's a bit of an emergency.

I'll be back in two minutes.

That girl is a leech. A leech.

She will suck you dry.
I warned you, didn't I?

Didi…

Didi, please.
I'll be back in two minutes.

I know how easily your two minutes
can turn into two days.

- Dinesh will handle it. Dinesh?
- Sit down.

You'll handle it, right?

- Sit down.
- Didi, I'll be back in no time.

Didi…

Oh, God.

It's Badi Didi.

Hello, didi.

Greetings.

I hope you've got good news for me?
Tell me, Kalyani.

Yes, didi.
I'm sending you twenty girls.

Twenty? What about the remaining ten?

They'll come too.

That was not our deal.

- Understand?
- Yes, didi. I--

Cunt.

Here, on the right.
This is the address Mahto gave us.

Here's Vandana Lodge.
Come on, let's go in.

Delhi Police.

We're looking for this girl.
Have you seen her?

What's the matter, sir?

Are we asking the questions, or are you?

Sir…

that's Khushi.

She rents a room here
with her husband, Rahul.

They're the only family
with a baby in this lodge, sir.

Khushi and Rahul.
And? Last name?

Sir, we don't ask that many questions.
They pay the rent on time, in cash.

They don't fight or hassle us.
It's a lodge, what else can we ask for?

How long have they been staying here?

Sir, it's been a little over a month.

Show us their room.

Come, sir.

- Is that Rahul?
- Yes, sir, that's him.

There's blood here.

Here as well, in several places.

I'll call forensics.

You!

- Yes, sir?
- Do you live here?

Yes, sir.

Do you know the people living here?

Not really.

The child's mother is always sulking.

She doesn't even greet anyone.

Are they married?

I don't know, sir.
The girl looks like a child herself.

Is she the child's mother?

Sir, I don't know about that,
but the man definitely seems shady.

He's really quarrelsome,
always fighting with everyone.

Come on, let's go.

Back straight and head down.

Form a line.

Smile!

Fair skin.

Tall.

Clear complexion.

And the eyes…

intoxicating.

These aren't the markers of real beauty.

Real beauty lies…

inside.

Out of all of you,
three are very special

for whom I've set up
some great jobs abroad.

Which of you went to
an English-medium school?

- Tell me your name.
- Pinky.

English?

Of course, ma'am.

Very nice. Good girl.

You will go far.

Listen.

Pay attention to what
Kusum didi tells you.

This training is crucial.

That goes for the rest of you too.

You want to make it
to the top three, right?

Yes, Badi Didi.

Taking a loan from Bhai Ji was risky.
We should start repaying it.

Listen.

John Gupta is looking for a new
supplier of young, fresh girls in India.

We have to be the supplier
so he gets his entire stock from us.

I have a plan, cutie-pie!

Come on. Put it away.

Put it away safely. There are
lots of thieves around Rohtak.

Thieves have come from overseas.

Hi, babe.

Hi, babes.

- Welcome home!
- Welcome home!

Thank you, baby.
I missed you guys so much.

Missed you too, Mom.

But I'm late for the newsroom.

My editor's going to kill me.

Okay, okay.
Do you have your wallet?

- Yeah.
- Keys? Water bottle?

- Yes.
- Stay hydrated, okay?

Yes, Mom.

Will I see you later?

Of course.
I'll see you soon.

Have a good day.

Okay, great.
Bye, love you! Bye.

- Love you.
- Bye.

She sounds happy.

Our young journalist
is hungry for a byline.

Get any rest?

Not… not really.

I heard you sparked a fire
before you left.

Subramanium called the Additional CPs.

He was frustrated.

Called you defiant.

Those girls are trapped in that truck.

And now the truck's nowhere to be found.

Finding them falls on us, doesn't it?

Listen, babes, I'm on your side.

Yeah, I… I know.

Okay, I gotta go.

Hey, I'm glad you're back.

Me too. Bye.

- Welcome.
- Thank you. How are you?

- Very well. And you?
- Absolutely fine.

- Do you remember your Formula 1?
- Can't believe she's still alive.

She just needs
a bit of care and maintenance,

then she's good to go.

Hello.

You didn't go to the cops, did you?

No.

Where are you, huh?

I've tried calling so many times,
but you just wouldn't pick up!

Don't get angry.

If you get angry,
I won't be able to talk to you.

Khushu, my love…

I've been worried about you.

Anyway, tell me, where is Noor?

She's with you, right?

No.

She's in the hospital.

But what hospital did you go to?

I'll tell you.

Just don't be mad at me.

Sweetheart, why would I be mad at you?

I'm with you, always.

As long as we stay together,
we can figure it all out.

Okay?

Just tell me…

which hospital is the baby in?

At AIIMS.

I left her there and ran back out.

Rahul, I'm a horrible person.

Hey, you're not.
Who told you that?

Did I say that?

You're wonderful, the nicest of them all.

You took the baby
to the hospital, didn't you?

But when you were there…

did you speak to any doctors or nurses?

No…

Rahul, we should go
and see how she's doing.

Our Noor is badly hurt.

Yes, of course, my love.
We will go and…

bring Noor back home. Okay?

Rahul, our baby will be fine, right?

I just want things to be
like they used to be.

Absolutely, my love.

Everything in our family
will go back to the way it was.

I hope.

Anyway, tell me,
where are you right now?

I can come over there.

Near the hospital.

Alright, I'll come there,

then we'll get Noor and
go back home. Okay?

You promise?

I swear on God, love.

Just meet me, okay?

And listen…

stay away from the cops. Okay?

Yes, ma'am?

How is she?

Critical, as of now.

But the doctors are trying their best.

Ma'am, did you find out
about the baby's family?

Did you find the mother?

We're on it.

We're trying.

Also, the baby was wearing this.

Now it is in your custody.

- We'd need more photos for evidence.
- Yes.

From this, we can't tell who it is.

You both look like deep-fried fritters!

Did you get any sleep at all?

Quit messing with us, Vimla ji.

Did you find anything on those two?

We were there all night, madam.

But they never came.

Maybe they found out
we're looking for them.

- And the people around?
- It's a lodge, madam.

People keep coming and going.

But we questioned everyone.

They were also saying that this man,
Rahul, is a rogue, and dangerous too.

Apparently, he drives
girls around at night.

Someone saw him fighting
with another guy over money.

He must have hurt the child.

And I suspect the girl's a minor
and might be covering for Rahul.

It happens all too often, sir.

Yes, could be possible.

Baby Noor.

From the photos, it looks like
they loved the baby dearly.

So many family photos all over,
that too in a lodge room?

If they loved her that much,
how could they abandon her?

Here's what I think, ma'am.

This girl will return to the trauma center

to check on the baby.

Two of you, take your teams
and head to AIIMS Trauma Center.

And stay ready to nab those two
if they come back.

Madam…

I'll go.

- Yes, I'll go too.
- Good.

Vimla and Jairaj will go
to AIIMS Trauma Center,

the rest of you, back into the field.

- Yes.
- Yes, madam.

Talk to your informants. Check with
the dealers and drivers in Mahipalpur.

If Rahul's involved in the flesh trade,

someone on the ground
must know his whereabouts.

Sonu!

Do you know him?

No.

His name is Rahul.
He drives girls around.

Have you seen him?

Sir, all the drivers here
use Siddhu Car Service.

Siddhu Car Service.

Siddhu!

Hey!

Look here!

Do you know him?

Yes, sir.
What did that fucker do now?

That's what you need to tell me.

When did you see him last?

Five years ago.

He tried to force himself
on our mechanic's daughter.

She was only 12 years old, sir.

- Want some tea?
- No, sir.

- Madam, tea.
- Thank you.

Are you okay? Come on.

Camera 2!

Why didn't you park the car?

We'll go park it together.
Come along.

- No.
- What do you mean by "no"?

Jairaj, come in! Jairaj!

Jairaj, come in for Vimla! Jairaj!

Yes, Vimla?

Go park the car.

Khushi, don't be stubborn.
We'll go park it together, come on.

- No.
- Come, Khushi!

Don't you want to see Noor?

Rahul and Khushi are outside
the building, next to a grey car.

Hey! Come on, hurry up!

- Khushi, come along! Get in the car!
- I don't want to! No!

- Get in the car, Khushi!
- Rahul, let me go!

Get in--

Sorry.

You've lost your bloody mind!

Get in the car and be quiet!

Come on, step on it!

- What are you doing, Rahul?!
- Shut up! Be quiet!

Noor!

To hell with Noor.

Do you know? The police came
all the way to the lodge looking for us.

What?

That's why I'm telling you,
just come with me quietly!

Motherfucker.

Put your seat belt on!

Take it from the right.

Get out. Quick.

Come on, Khushi.

Khushi, hurry up!

We'll go on foot from here.

Khushi!

Khushi, don't act crazy!
Come on, quickly.

Khushi, they'll be here any moment…

Delhi Police.

We've been looking
for you since yesterday.

Where's your husband?

Ma'am, this is Aparna.

Jai Hind, sir. Ma'am. Sir.

Ma'am, she'll show you the footage.

Thank you, sir.

- Why are you thanking me?
- Yes, sir.

Thank you.

- Please, ma'am.
- Thank you.

- Ma'am…
- No, sit.

- Aparna, have you seen the footage?
- Yes, madam.

The profile of one truck
matches your brief.

What time is this?

5:46 a.m., Madam Sir.

This isn't just a drop-off point.

It looks like an entire nexus.

They're doing it so brazenly,

as if they're not worried
about getting caught at all.

That's because they know
no one's looking for them.

Send these number plate
details to all the checkpoints.

Interstate as well.

Sir, the visibility is very poor.

The number plates aren't clearly legible.

What is that logo on the bus?

Swift Wings Travels.

Send all the footage
to the Hauz Khas station.

Yes, sir.

Pause, pause.

Just punch in.

That girl, Sonam…

Her grandmother filed
a missing person's report

at Kanakpur Police Station.

Welcome, ma'am.
This way.

Don't stumble.

Now smile, okay?

John ji.

Finally.

Your girls.

John ji.

Finally.

Your girls.

Open.

Look at me.

Do you all speak English?

Yes, sir.

Are you okay?

Yes, sir.

These two are ready.

This one needs a bit more time.

Actually, John ji…

this girl happens to be

the most special one of all.

Right, Pinky?

We'll see about that.

Vikram will keep an eye on them.

Come with me.

Young and bright.

You promised, and you delivered.

How many more beauties
like these can you bring me?

John ji.

You pay, you get.

You just need to pay us the money.

I'll personally be selecting
and training all the girls.

The payment for these three?

Vikram will take care of your payment.

Then let's get you back on a plane.

Your account number, ma'am.

Very good. Thank you, John ji.

I hope this marks the beginning
of a special partnership.

Absolutely.

Didi!

Didi!

Didi…

Didi!

Please…

Didi!

Good morning.

Good morning.

Clean your room once in a while.

Madam DIG, you clean up
the entire city.

Can’t you clean my room once in a while?

Okay.

- No, Mom! Not right now!
- You just--

I have a system.

I'm researching an old case of yours.

- Of mine?
- Yeah.

Which case?

The Kamla Market brothel raid.

What do you wanna have for breakfast?

Ma!

Why don't you ever tell me anything?

What do I tell you?

Anything.

It was around midnight.

A girl, who couldn't have been
older than sixteen,

ran away from a brothel
in Kamla Market.

She tipped us off and
personally took us to the brothel.

It was my first raid as an ACP.

It was supposed to be
just a routine brothel raid.

But the memory of what I saw that day
has never left me.

The articles, videos, testimonies…

they don't tell you about
the hopelessness in those girls' eyes.

No one misses missing girls.

Two days ago,

a child with critical injuries
was left at the AIIMS Trauma Center.

We have already begun
emergency procedures.

She has infections in her blood,

but her vital organs are otherwise
functioning perfectly.

Doctor, is she out of danger?

No one is truly out of danger in the ICU.

Ma'am, where are the child's
parents and family members?

The police should be
answering these questions.

The Delhi Police have been
searching for a person of interest

for the past 24 hours.

Madam, did you arrest a woman as well?

This is a sensitive case, so I ask
that you allow us to do our jobs.

Is she the mother of this child?

Should there be any new developments,
we will inform you in due time.

Ma'am, did that man hurt the child?

- Ma'am, please…
- Ma'am, you can't dodge our questions!

Ma'am, is the woman you arrested
the mother of the child?

PEACE, SERVICE, JUSTICE

What's your name?

Write whatever you feel like.

Who were you fighting with
outside the hospital yesterday?

A street scoundrel.

He was harassing me, but that's
just a daily occurrence in Delhi.

Do you know him?

Do you know every person
you come across?

- What's your age?
- Twenty.

You don't look it.

Thank you.

You left this child at the hospital.

Yes.

What's her name?

Noor.

What happened to Noor?

Who bit Noor's face?

Was it Rahul?
Is that why he ran?

Will you tell me
what happened to Noor?

Listen!

We're actually trying to help you.

The rest is up to you.

She doesn't trust the police.

She says she's twenty,

but I think she's more like
fifteen or sixteen.

Ashutosh has circulated these photos.

I've sent constables to ISBT
and all the railway stations.

How could he do that
to a small child?

He's an animal.

Who knows what all
he's done to Khushi!

And that poor baby is battling
for her life in the hospital.

This court grants your divorce,

with the hope that you will both
remain civil to each other.

Please sign.

You wanted to talk?

I don't want to repeat the mistakes
we made in our relationship.

Mallika and I…

You're getting married.

Congratulations.

Neeti, you know I've always
wanted a proper family.

With you.

I wanted you to be the first one
to know about Mallika.

Don't you wish to marry again?

Don't you feel lonely?

I'm alone, but not lonely.

I'm happy for you, Devinder.

Are you really?

Really.

- Two, nine…
- Sit here!

Good morning.

Oh!

- Jai Hind, madam!
- Jai Hind, madam!

Jai Hind! How are you all?

- Very well.
- Good.

We're all hoping you will be
transferred back to Delhi soon.

Seeing you brings back
so many memories, madam.

How long will you be here?

- A few days.
- Okay.

Bhupi sir informed us about
your Assam trafficking case.

This is the baby case?

Yes, madam.

- How is she?
- Critical.

She underwent brain surgery
and is now in the ICU.

This girl seems like a minor.

Are these two really the baby's parents?
Are you sure?

We're not sure, madam, but this girl
left the baby at the hospital.

We caught her when she came back
to check on the baby.

- What about Rahul?
- He's absconding.

Shall we?

Yes, everything is set up in my office.

We'll have to make do with that.

- There's a kettle, right?
- Of course. Please come.

Let me know if you need any help from me.

Yes, madam.

Hey, no sugar.

Fine.

John Gupta.

Hello, John ji.
How are you?

Meena, your girls are great.

And cooperative too.

Well, John ji, cooperation
is our specialty after all.

Our training brings it out.

I want 40 more.
At the same rate.

In one week.
Twelve lakhs apiece. Understood?

John ji, those were only samples.

I can send you the best product…

but at fifteen lakhs each.

This week. With passports.

John ji, consider it done.

Excellent. We have a deal.

Forty girls. Seven days.

John ji, best doing business with you.

Take care.

Girls.

- Dinner is served.
- Thank you.

The Delhi Police never really sleeps.

Not until our faces look like soggy fries.

- Thank you.
- Coffee.

It's the Delhi Police version, though.
I hope you like it.

Is it okay?

I was thinking…

Girls from the Northeast are
typically sold directly in Kolkata.

They're only sent onward after being
exploited in several cities along the way.

Why were these girls
brought directly to Delhi?

Madam, I've requested all the states
along the truck route

to share their relevant case
files with us.

Okay.

Jai Hind, ma'am.
Jai Hind, sir.

Jai Hind, Ashutosh.
What do you have?

Ma'am, I have a lead on the minivan.

There's a travel agency named
Swift Wings in Dhaula Kuan.

- It was rented out from there.
- Good job. Thanks.

Please, madam. Sit.

Delhi Police.

Yes? Namaste.

Namaste. Are you
the owner of this agency?

Yes, sir. I'm Hardayal Chhabra.

Tell me, how can I help you?

Is this vehicle one of yours?

Yes, this minivan is ours.

Where is it right now?
Who has it?

One minute, ma'am.

It’s been rented for a wedding.

Whose wedding? Where is it?

I'm not aware of that, sir.

In your line of work, do you just
rent out your vans to anyone?

No, ma'am.

I have a copy of the driver's license.
Want to see it?

Do you really need to ask,
Chhabra ji? Hand it over.

Here.

Bhupendra…

Isn't this the man
Neeti and Vimla are searching for

regarding the Baby Noor case?

Looks like him.
Let me check.

Yes. Perfect match, except for the names.

These cases are connected.

- Hello?
- Ashutosh.

Yes, sir?

I'm sending you a copy
of the driver's license.

- Okay.
- The same Rahul from the Baby Noor case

is also involved in Vartika madam's case.

Gather every piece of information
connected to this.

Okay, sir.

The Delhi Police announced today
that they are looking for a man

- linked to the Baby Noor case.
- Where's my tea?

Coming right up!

A young girl was
taken into custody yesterday.

And ACP Neeti held a press briefing
on the topic today outside the hospital.

The Delhi Police have been searching
for a person of interest

for the past 24 hours.

- Here's your tea.
- Madam, did you arrest a woman as well?

- I don't want it now.
- The tea's ready, please have it.

- How much do I owe?
- Allow us to do our jobs.

Ma'am, who is that man?

Should there be any new developments,
we will inform you in due time.

- Ma'am, did that man hurt the child?
- Ma'am, please…

People across Delhi are praying
for the child fighting for her life,

whose own mother abandoned her.

Here's your one-way ticket to Kathmandu.

Madam Sir!

- Good to see you.
- Very good to see you.

- You're okay?
- Yes.

Great. There's something
I want to talk to you about.

Yes. Madam, please.

Sit.

Sit.

Bhupendra and I are investigating a case.

We've identified a man,

and he may be the person
you're looking for.

Rahul?

Also known as Amjad Khan.

We don't yet know if your Baby Noor case
is linked to our missing girls case,

but this man, Amjad, Rahul, or whatever,

appears to be involved in both.

- Jai Hind, ma'am.
- Jai Hind.

Ma'am, the address on the ID is fake.

However, there's a record of a joint
bank account under the name Amjad Khan.

The other account holder is
a woman named Safia Begum.

I need all the details on Safia Begum.

Yes, ma'am.

Bhupendra, share all the details
of our case with Neeti.

Once these girls leave Delhi,

locating them will become even harder.
So, hurry up.

Yes, madam. I'll bring it to you.

What about that girl?

Khushi?

Did she say anything?

Yes, madam.
Vimla questioned her in the morning.

She appears to be protecting Rahul.

I want to speak to this girl.

If you're okay about it.

Of course, madam.

It will be helpful.

Thank you.

Stop right here.

Come on, children.
We have arrived.

The next phase
of your new job starts here.

Come on.
Remember the training I gave you?

Come on. Keep moving.

Hurry!

Greetings, didi.

- I seek your blessing, didi.
- Alright, enough.

- This way.
- Come along. Didi, these are the girls.

Come here and greet her.
Say namaste.

- Say hello.
- Namaste, didi.

- Excellent.
- I've been preparing you all for her.

She holds the keys
to your bright future. Come on.

Come along, move.

Walk with poise, child. Smile.

Here are all the girls.

Incredible. This is great.

Welcome to you all.

Beautiful.

Name?

- Sushila.
- What?

- Sushila.
- Oh!

An international face
with a country name? No.

Starting today, you'll be called Sasha.

Sasha.

Very good.

So, has Kalyani didi
been teaching you well?

The first thing you do in the morning
is wash your face.

Wash your hair with shampoo.

That's Kusum didi.

She will teach you all
how to shape your eyebrows. Okay?

And after that, a full body wax.

Everywhere. Okay?

Look at her! She's shy.

No need to be shy.

They also know how to do makeup.

I counted the girls, didi.
There are still ten missing.

Talk to her.

Kalyani.

Yes, didi?

The remaining girls?

Didi, just give me three days
and I'll bring the rest.

Fucker! And you still expect
full payment on time?

In this line of work,
your word carries weight.

- Yes, didi. I'm sorry.
- Well?

Where are the other ten?

Didn't you bribe the necessary people?

Didi, there's this new police officer.

Been causing problems for my business.

It's a female officer, Vartika Chaturvedi.

- Who?
- Vartika Chaturvedi.

She seized my goods in Assam.

But there's no need to worry, didi.

Hey, dumbass!

She's no mid-level officer.
She's a DIG, you fuckwit.

Careful. No recklessness.

Didi, it's just a matter of three days.

- I will bring--
- Yeah, that's enough.

Girls!

You all will go with Kusum didi.

Okay? Listen to everything she says.

And remember…

With hard work,
even coal can become a diamond.

And you all are my Kohinoors.

And understand one more thing…

I'm well aware of the difficulties
you've faced.

I know the hardships in your homes.

You've shown a lot of courage
making it this far.

Move it! We don't have all day!

Now, let go of all your worries.

I will look after each one of you.

Your future will be better than
you could have ever hoped for.

She looks like a little doll, right?

What a cute little frock she's wearing.

Very beautiful.

How is she?

Fighting for her life.

You did the right thing
by bringing her to the hospital.

Who is her mother?

I am her mother!

Does she need blood?
You can take mine!

Khushi, finding her mother
is extremely important.

Where is she?

She abandoned her.

What do you mean?

They abandon little girls!

Or just dump them somewhere to die.

They become a burden
the moment they're born.

Nobody cares about them.

That's probably what happened.

Where did you find Noor?

Kalyani gave her to Rahul.

You can ask her.

Who is Kalyani?

That witch.

The bitch was my pimp.

She used to send me to filthy,
disgusting men.

Rahul worked for her, transporting girls.

That's when we fell in love.

It was Rahul who saved me
from that hellhole.

How?

By marrying me.

Child, what kind of delusion is this?

He attacked the child first,
then abandoned you two.

- Why--
- My husband didn't do anything!

It's not his fault!

I was the one who hit Noor.

It's my fault she's in this state.

I'm a horrible person.

A terrible human.

Throw me in jail, hang me.

It's not his fault.

Tell us everything that happened,
from the start.

What could I do?

Noor had been crying all day.

I held her in my lap
and tried to play with her,

but she wouldn't calm down.

She cried all through the day and night.

I was exhausted.

I thought I was losing my mind.

Then she bit me hard,
right here on my arm.

And then, I don't know why…

I bit her back.

On her cheek.

She started crying…

and I bit her again.

Her face started bleeding,

so I took her to the bathroom to clean it.

I placed her on the seat,

turned around to get a towel
for a moment…

and she fell.

She was badly injured in the head.

There was blood all over the floor.

Where is Kalyani?

Do you know?

Uttam Nagar.

- Kalyani?
- Yes, come in.

Kalyani?

Are you Kalyani?

Delhi Police.

What's the matter, sir?

Come with us to the station.
We need to speak with you about a case.

I didn't receive any calls from
the Uttam Nagar police station, though.

We personally came to invite you.

Where's Rahul?

You're looking for Rahul?

It's good that you came.

Call me to the station
immediately after you catch him.

I'd like to give him one good slap!

You done jabbering?

You can finish the rest
at the station. Come along.

- Come on.
- Have you got a warrant?

Know the law, huh?

Okay?

Oh, look at that. Tea's ready!

Child, bring out the tea.

- And get some biscuits and snacks on--
- All of that at the station! Come on!

So easily angered! That can't be
healthy for your home life, dear.

Are you all married and settled,

or are you going to spend
your lovely youth in that uniform?

- Come to the station!
- If there's a problem, tell me.

Come, sit with me.

Look, I've got 25 grams of gold
and several stacks of cash

saved for my daughter's wedding.

Take it if you need it.

- Come on.
- Hey, I'm talking here!

- Get up!
- Hey!

- Let's go.
- Return it once the wedding's over!

- Sure.
- I've gotten many girls like you married!

- Keep walking!
- They've even got kids now!

- They call me Grandma!
- You take the next car.

How's everyone?

I'm heading to the police station
to give my statement.

Madam, I'll run
a background check on her here.

I've got legs! I can walk!

- Sit tight.
- Hey, my phone!

My phone--
Just wait a minute, brother!

Sheila, fetch my phone!

Ma'am, did that man hurt the child?

People across Delhi
are praying for the child

fighting for her life,

- whose own--
- Tea is ready. Come on.

Bring it here.
We'll have it together.

I don't want to mess up the bed.

I know how much you love your bed.

With that girl's arrest, there's hope
that the Delhi Police can reach

those responsible for
Baby Noor's condition.

Safia…

I made a mistake.

A huge mistake.

You were my first love,

yet in spite of your urging,
I chose her over you.

Listen…

I will make everything right.

Really?

I just need to get to Nepal first.

Getting a job there
shouldn't be a problem.

And then you can come join me there.

Will you come?

I'm serious, we'll live together
like we used to.

Happily.

Are you sure?

I'm absolutely sure, my love.

Have faith in me this time around.

- Who's that?
- Oh, just the grocer.

- Why is he calling you?
- I ordered some milk.

It's probably about that.
I'll check. Drink your tea.

Hello? Yes, did you bring it?

Yes, I'm at home.
Bring it over.

Bitch!

Rahul.

You bitch! That's your grocer?!

Yeah, it's our new side hustle.

- Won't you offer us some tea?
- You bloody…

Hey, get that scoundrel!

Get him!

Madam, please step to the back.

Get out, it's not safe here!

Get him!

Don't let him get away, sir!

Hey, get down!

Get him up!

You fucking pimp!

Did you really think I'd ruin my life
over a two-faced dog like you?

- You bitch!
- Rot in jail for the rest of your life!

You…

- Get lost!
- Sir!

I didn't do anything!
She tricked me!

Sir!

Rahul…

or Amjad?

I go by both, sir.

You can call me by either.

Two names. Wow.

- Where were you running off to?
- I wasn't running, sir.

So, what were you doing?
Playing tag?

Sir, I was just visiting family.

This family?

Sir…

I would never hurt a little child, sir.

- I swear, I'd never--
- Then who would you hurt?

I don't understand.

You said you would
never hurt a little child.

Would you hurt grown girls, then?

Would you kidnap them
from their homes and sell them off?

Do you understand now?

Sir, I earn an honest living.

I would never do something
so disgusting-- Sir, no!

Sir…

Where were you on Tuesday?

Sir, I'm a day laborer.
I work wherever I can find work.

I was at work, I swear.

Do you work for Kalyani?

Who's Kalyani?

Madam, I didn't hurt the child!

- Please let me go, madam--
- Quiet!

- What's your profession?
- I'm a social worker, madam.

I help girls in need.

By giving them jobs?

We don't just offer jobs.
We provide the necessary training too.

As cooks, attendants,
nannies, housekeeping staff…

If you ever require our services,
let us know.

We're planning to introduce training
for female cab drivers--

You're a pimp.

Yuck, madam.

That's disgusting!
What are you saying!

Your neighbors claim you're a pimp.

Oh, madam…

Let me arrange for four girls
from my agency.

Let them take care of your housework.

Give it a week,

and the neighboring men will begin
spreading rumors that you run a brothel!

That's how this world is, madam!

If a woman achieves
even a little success on her own,

everyone around her grows envious!

Take yourself, for example.

You're a high-ranking officer
despite being a woman.

I'm sure that makes him jealous.

Isn't that true, brother?
Just a touch jealous?

Come on, admit it!

For twenty years,
I've dedicated my life to serving society.

It must be my karma for the wrongs
I did in my past life.

Having to hear these things today…

Where is this child's mother?

Where is this child's mother, Kalyani?

Here, right next to her.

You know that's not her mother.

- Where's the real mother?
- Isn't she the real mother?

Do you know who the real mother is?

You know who the real mother is.

How would I know?

You seem confident she's not
the mother, so you must know.

Why are you asking me?

This country runs on law,
doesn't it, brother?

Not on the whims
of law-enforcing thugs, right?

I've been sitting here for so long,
my legs are swollen from dangling!

If you have an accusation,
then say it plainly!

Or just let me go home!
I have a lot to do.

I'm going to tell you exactly
what you're being accused of.

Listen carefully, okay?

The first accusation is that
Rahul works for you.

On your orders, he transported
those girls from Azadpur Market.

The second accusation is that

you took someone's baby
and gave it to Rahul and Khushi.

That baby is in the hospital,
fighting for their life!

Now tell me,

where are the child's mother
and all the girls?

Wow, madam.

You really scared me.

With your big eyes and all that
emotion written on your face!

And what a beautiful face it is!

You'd make a great actress in Bollywood.

If you want, I can arrange something--

- Stop talking rubbish!
- Who started it?

I'm not saying another word
until my lawyer gets here!

- Hello?
- Hello.

Hand the phone to didi. Hurry.

She's busy.

Where are you calling from?

I've been taken to the police station.

And they're taking me straight
to court from here, right away.

Kalyani has been arrested.

Didn't I tell you
that DIG bitch would get you?

Didi, I've been loyal to you.

Please don't let anything
happen to me, okay?

If the magistrate
accepts their plea at the hearing,

I'll be taken into custody.

Kalyani, just keep your mouth shut.

I'm sending the lawyer over.

Okay?

Oh, okay.

Hey, you're one of my own.

Don't worry. These damn cops
won't harm a hair on your head.

I'm here for you.

Yes, that's true.

Alright then, don't worry.
Everything's fine.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Done?

Can I get a cold drink, please?

Kalyani ji, this is a police station.

Not a restaurant.

Come along.

Your Honor, I humbly submit
that this arrest is extra-judicial.

The police have arrested
my client without any evidence.

Clearly, they have an agenda.

My client is a distinguished
citizen of Delhi.

Your Honor, this case falls under
the Immoral Trafficking Act.

Kalyani is a well-known madam in her area.

The police action
should be seen in good faith

unless contrary evidence is produced.

I see a police officer here.
Would you like to say anything?

Thank you, Your Honor.

Ma'am, I'm DIG Vartika Chaturvedi.

Investigating a missing girls case
in Silchar, Assam, brought me to Delhi.

Kalyani is a part of this
inter-state operation,

which is why she has been arrested.

The extent of which
we are still determining.

Other than that, we have
credible testimonies to prove

Kalyani's involvement
in a child trafficking case too.

Ma'am, I request that the accused be
remanded to our custody for three days

so that we can establish a clear chain
between Kalyani and the kidnapped girls.

And so we can prove that Kalyani is also
involved in the trafficking of Baby Noor.

Your Honor, these are all fabrications.

And that’s based purely on the hunch
of an out-of-state officer!

If my client is taken into police custody,

the Delhi Police
might be too harsh on her.

Awasthi ji, DIG Chaturvedi
doesn't seem like the type of officer

who'd make an arrest based on a hunch.

Ma'am, I request that
my client be granted bail.

In fact, in this case, she should be
released on a personal bond.

Given the facts
and circumstances of the case,

the accused must not remain
in police custody beyond three days.

And in view of the defense's request,

she'll be placed under a welfare check,

with daily reports to be
submitted to the court.

Yes, ma'am.

Your Honor, please reconsider.
This is wrong.

Awasthi ji, take it up on appeal.

Next.

It's just a matter of three days.
Don't worry.

It is your job to worry!
If Badi Didi finds out what you did…

Who made you a lawyer anyway?

Did you even pass the bar exam?

Or did you bribe someone
to get a fake degree?

Kudos if you can get
a drop of my shit out in three days!

We don't want anything from you.

We only want information about
the baby's mother and the missing girls.

Madam, the entire world thrives on hope!

You too are free to dream.

Even cats dream of big, fat rats.

Call an ambulance!
Follow them!

Hurry!

It's hard to believe it's been seven years
since Chaudhary ji passed away,

yet managing his estate by myself
remains just as difficult.

- That's true.
- You're right.

And don't even get me
started on my sugar levels.

What do they call it? Stress.

Didi, you didn't make it
to Prakash's wedding,

but the bride you chose for him
is wonderful.

I only wish for the couple
to live a happy life together.

- Right? What else do we want?
- Very true.

Greetings.

I'm truly humbled
by the love you all show me.

You have always shown great respect
to the late Chaudhary ji and me.

Truly.

You know,

I was just 15 years old

when I came here after my marriage.

From Raxaul straight to Rohtak.
All alone.

At that time, were there
any women in the village?

Hardly any.

And your late godfather…

he seemed tough on the outside,

but he had a soft heart.

The blows of his cane transformed me
from a girl into a woman.

He would say…

"You've got no strength
in your arms, girl!"

"What thick rotis you make!"

But his strictness…

really toughened me up.

Strong.

After Chaudhary ji passed…

you all became my support.

And now, your family is my family.

Your sons are my sons.

And finding brides for my sons…

is my duty. Right?

Even in this temple of justice,

bullets were fired
in the very presence of the police.

This is a blatant attack on both
the Goddess of Justice and on us lawyers

Until the shooters are caught,

our strike will continue.

- It will continue!
- Our strike will continue!

- Our strike will continue!
- Our strike will continue!

- Our strike…
- Will continue!

- Our strike…
- Will continue!

Rewind a little.

Zoom in.

Looks like a 9mm pistol.

Yes, sir.

What do we know about the shooters?

Sir, we're investigating
who could've ordered a hit on Kalyani.

The CCTV footage is being analyzed.

Rahul, who is associated with Kalyani,
is in our custody, sir.

He's connected to
the Baby Noor case as well.

In fact, Kalyani was
connected to both cases.

Okay, keep me updated.

The Ministry has approved
your request for a special task force.

Thank you, sir.
Thank you for expediting this.

Vartika, let's get these shooters.

Sir.

Ma'am, they've covered up
their license plate.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

Please come.

Noor is in the ICU.

Khushi is currently in police custody.

She may go to jail for attempted murder.

And as her accomplice,
you could be imprisoned as well.

Khushi didn't do anything, madam.
She's not at fault.

But she admitted to me herself
that she hit the baby.

I tried explaining it to her.

She's only 14. How could she
possibly take care of a baby?

You married a 14-year-old girl?

Under the POCSO Act, you could be
sentenced to at least two years in jail!

Why would I go to jail?

I rescued her from the filth
and took care of her!

I married her and gave her a family.

Do you know what her father did?
He sold her when she was just ten.

- And her uncle, that fucker--
- Hey!

Kumar.

He brought her along under the guise
of marriage, and then he molested her!

Send them to jail!

Or send those who used to pimp out
that 14‑year‑old girl!

Khushi said that Kalyani
handed Noor over to you.

Kalyani again…

I've told you, I don't know any Kalyani.

Look at this.

She was shot inside the court compound,
with police present all the while.

You could be the next target.

Want some water?

Now, do you know Kalyani?

You know her, right?

I know her, madam.

At fifteen, I worked in a garage.
That's where she found me.

Ever since then,
I've been working for her.

Did Kalyani give you the child?

Where did she get the child?

Do you know her mother's name?
And where is she?

I don't know where her mother came from,
but her name was Shabnam Bano.

On Kalyani's instructions,

I dropped her at a farmhouse
near Rohtak, along the highway.

I don't know where she went after that.

Where was Kalyani sending the girls
she had acquired?

Where else, madam?

They were placed in brothels on G.B. Road.

The high-value ones, meaning…

those capable of having children
or performing household work,

were trafficked to Haryana,
Punjab, Rajasthan, etc.

Where were the girls taken after being
picked up from Azadpur Market on Tuesday?

To Kalyani madam's godown.

By now, they must have been
sent off to the client.

Tell me the client's name.

I don't know.

Who was she working with?

Who did she work for?
You must know something!

Well, yes…

Someone called "Badi Didi."

- I need a name!
- I don't know her real name.

The phone just showed "Badi Didi."

I swear, madam, that's all I know.

Madam! Madam, please listen.

Madam, please keep me here.

Sir…

Everyone, this task force is official.

We'll work together
and crack both these cases.

- Ashutosh, did you find anything?
- Yes, ma'am.

These are Kalyani's call records.

One particular number appears
frequently on the call list.

That number is registered
to a marriage bureau in Rohtak.

Madam,

Rahul said he dropped Noor's mother,
Shabnam Bano, somewhere in Rohtak.

Maybe that's connected
to the marriage bureau.

And it's the perfect
facade for bridal trafficking.

They brazenly traffic girls,
and nobody says a word.

- Sorry, madam.
- You don't have to be sorry.

This is a very serious crime,

and it has to be personal for all of us.

I'll go to Rohtak today itself.

- If you permit.
- You go today.

Does anyone have any information
on Kalyani's relatives?

Ma'am, no one has claimed the body yet,

but we are trying to locate
her next of kin.

Okay.

There was a hit ordered on Kalyani.

Any suspects?

Madam, the footage makes it clear
that Kalyani's shooters

were already in the court compound
before the session commenced.

They could have easily shot her
while she was entering the court.

But it seems
they were waiting for the verdict.

So, if Kalyani had been granted bail,

- she might still be alive?
- Yes. Maybe.

The people who ordered the hit

probably thought it was risky
if Kalyani remained in police custody.

Bhupendra, you and I will go
and meet my informant in Paharganj.

He might know something
about the shooters.

Yes, madam.

You go. Find Noor's mother.

And please be safe.

Yes, madam.

Here you go.

Vartika. Welcome back.

How are you?

Delhi's like a generous
mother, feeding me well.

Best burger in town.

Really?

Doesn't look like it.

Anyway, Bhupendra, London.

Okay, when these shooters
fled the courthouse,

they went off toward Talkatora.

Have you heard anything about them?

Shooters…

This was a risky job.

Police security, court compound…

No one in the capital
has the balls to pull that off.

We'll gladly bust their balls
even if they're from outside the capital.

Your colleague makes
a "hangry" impression.

Brother, some fries for our guests.

- London, London!
- Coming right up, sir.

Have you heard anything at all?

I checked the drug circles.

There's a hit man.
He's addicted to meth.

It's an expensive addiction.

He'd been hiding for months.

But just a few hours after the murder,
he bought meth worth 80,000 rupees.

That's very good.

Very good. Name, location?

Give me 24 hours,
I'll get it to you.

Okay.

Have you heard anything about
someone who goes by "Badi Didi"?

"Badi Didi"?

No, never heard of her.

Okay. Keep an ear to the street.
Let me know if you hear anything.

Come on, fix your hair!

Stand upright!

What is all this? Straight!

Hey, madam!

What's the matter?

Why don't you bring this
God-given hair to the front?

It frames your pretty face
and highlights your cheekbones.

Oh, wow! Let me see.

You did a great job with the blush!

Do mine as well. Come on.

Come on, sweetie. Come here.

Don't be scared.
Sit here. Go on.

You see, this makeup…

is a weapon.

Do you know what you use it for?

To keep men under your control.

Get it?

Next time you put on eye shadow,
lipstick, blush, whatever,

remember what I said.

Very good. Keep going.

You, at the back!
What are you two doing?

Don't pull it up, pull it down!

If you want good work,
you need a good photo.

Now we'll take Rani ji's profiles?

Right profile. Turn your face that way.

And where's that smile?
I wanna see those teeth!

Left profile.

Don't be scared. The camera
isn't a tiger waiting to pounce.

Okay, move it. Next.

Good. Come along, Sonam ji.

We don't have all day!

Yes. Chest out! Push it out!

Neck straight.

Sonam ji, smile.

Well done.

ACP Neeti Singh.

ASI Simran Masih.
We spoke on the phone, madam.

Welcome to Rohtak.

- This way, please.
- Here?

Yes.

It's locked.

"Matchmakers extraordinaire."

MATCHMAKERS EXTRAORDINAIRE

Shall we break the lock, madam?

Break into someone's property
in the dead of the night?

According to Sections 103, 153, and 165,

we can search the place
without a warrant.

Buddy, don't teach me the law.

Why would I teach you something
you should already know?

Enough.

Let's leave a bit of the decision-making
to the ACP.

We don't need to break anything.
This lock's already busted.

- Can you check the registers?
- On it, madam.

Gather up all this stuff
and record it as evidence.

Who's going to check this cupboard?

Pick up all the files.

- And I mean all of them.
- Got it, madam.

What have you found over there?

- ACP Neeti Singh.
- Yes.

Here are your room keys, madam.

- Which way?
- Right across.

- That one?
- Yeah.

The latch in here is broken!

We never saw a reason to repair it, madam.

It'll be done tomorrow for sure.

- Tomorrow?!
- Yes.

Hi. The nurse mentioned
you were coming.

We're trying to get her fluid levels up,
but we're not very hopeful she'll make it.

It'd be good if her real mother
were found soon.

Let me know if you need anything.

Khushi.

They're taking you to an NGO.

They'll take better care of you there.

Go on.

Didi, what's an NGO?

A reform center.

Can anyone even reform this bitch?

She attacked her own child!

Bloody bitch!

You hit your own child?
You bit her?!

You bitch!

Rot in hell!

- Rajani.
- Rajani. Age?

Sixteen.

Baby Rani.

Baby Rani. Age?

Seventeen.

Khushi.

- Age?
- Fourteen.

- Manju.
- Your age?

Sixteen.

- Sonam.
- Yeah, age?

Fifteen.

Looks like an organized marriage market.

Killing their daughters in the womb
is the norm here.

Here, for every ten men,
there are about eight to nine girls.

Of course, they have to get
their brides from outside.

The same two people
are standing next to every bride,

their faces completely expressionless.

What do these brokers care?

When they see a girl,
they only see money.

Even the girls must think

this kind of married life
is better than prostitution.

Either way, they're trapped.

So, are you married?

I was.

I married by choice,
and I divorced by choice too.

By your own choice?

We wanted different things in life, so…

we chose different paths.

I have a simple rule.

If a relationship starts growing distant,

it's best to distance yourself from it.

We've got just one short life,
so why not live it on your terms?

ROYAL RESORT

What kind of life do you want, ASI Simran?

I want a simple life.

Do my job well and help those in need.

At home, my husband
should make chole for me,

while I make rotis for him.

So, you're not married.

I have a boyfriend.

He's sweet,

but you already know
the nature of our job, madam.

We hardly ever get any time together.

I can really relate.

Can I give you some free advice?

When you're with him, be fully with him.

Be present.

Yes, madam.

When we're together,
we just switch off our phones.

- No disturbances that way.
- Why?

Busy making rotis and chole?

Madam!

Take a good look at these photos.

Do you recognize anyone?

Any bride or groom look familiar?

Maybe someone who knows Shabnam?

I don't know anyone from these photos.

But I have a friend
who might be able to help.

Sukhdev bhai.

- Shall we?
- Let's go.

Sukhdev bhai's food is very popular.

You'll get all those foods
that upset your stomach.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

We need a little help from you.

Sukhdev bhai, have you ever
worked at any of these weddings?

Sukhdev bhai,
we need your help with a case.

I'm looking for a woman
named Shabnam Bano.

I'm busy.

Sukhdev bhai, you don't understand.
Someone's life is in danger.

My life will be in danger.

See this?
It wasn't an accident.

The marriages are just for show.

Girls are nothing to them but goods,
mere products.

To whom?

Badi Didi?

Fine.

If you don't want to talk here,
we can always go to the police station.

- Would you like some pakoras?
- Fry us a few, bhaisahab.

Two plates.

Onion pakoras. Hot and fresh.

- Wow.
- Amazing.

Very nice.

Ask me what you want to know.

Do you recognize anyone in these photos?

His name is Sunil Ahlawat.
He owns a grocery store.

- The one at Baldev Nagar?
- Yes.

I don't recognize anyone else.

No one?

No.

You sure?

Yes.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, bhai.

Meena, there are four days left,
and we're still ten girls short.

I spoke to Khanna.

We'll pull through.

How much is he asking for?

Fifteen lakh rupees per girl.

That's too expensive.

Who else can step into Kalyani's role

and provide us with top-quality girls?

Look.

Khanna's girls are expensive,
but they're the kind Gupta will like.

Plus, Khanna is a man of his word.

At this rate, we won't make any profit.

We still have operation costs to bear.

And what about Bhai Ji?

We'll handle Bhai Ji's loan. Listen.

We have a decent margin
on the remaining 30 girls.

So first, just let me meet Khanna.

We need a new supplier
for future business anyway.

If we don't play this game right,
Bhai Ji's goons and the police

will both be after us.

It'll be okay.

You're with me, right?

Tell me.

Bhai, you said it was a property dispute.

So, I shot that pimp Kalyani!

But now the police are hot on my ass!

What have you gotten me into, man?

You were paid for the job, right?

Bhai, I'm not feeling this.

I shot her in a packed court compound,
right in front of the DIG of Delhi Police!

You will need to pay
ten lakhs extra for that.

Is that too much?

- Hello?
- Okay.

Ten lakhs… and our deal's done.

Alright. We're at Kamla Market Hotel.
See you there.

The house is on the right.

- This way?
- Yes.

Are you Sunil Ahlawat?

Yes. What's the matter?

Look at this photo.
Who arranged this marriage?

Ma'am, the local community
organized a communal marriage.

I'm running late.
I need to open my shop. Namaste.

Why have you come here?

You're Sunil's wife, right?
What's your name?

Janaki.

Your real name.

Aradhana.

These are my wedding photos.

Who organized this marriage?

These people.

Do you know their names?

This is Vijay…

and this is that pimp, Kusum.

Where are you from?

Gumla, Jharkhand.

How did you come here?

They sold me from one brothel to another.

And then… they left me
at a brothel outside Rohtak.

The last deal was made there.

From there…

Kusum and Badi Didi
sold me off as a bride.

What do you know about Badi Didi?

Everyone used to call her Badi Didi.

Her?

She organizes the marriages.

The photo isn't clear at all.

We're looking for a woman
named Shabnam Bano.

She was sent to Rohtak as well.

A woman named Kalyani sent her.
Do you know her?

I don't know anyone named
Shabnam or Kalyani.

Madam…

please don't tell my husband we spoke.

What if he finds out?

He'll beat me until my skull's
caved in, what else?

Why don't you file a report?

A report against whom, madam?

My parents, who sold me?

Or my in-laws, who keep me
captive here so I can bear them a son?

Wait.

Give me the address of that brothel.

Near Rajpura Chowk,
there's a mansion near the highway.

Aradhana.

If you'd like, we can
send you somewhere safe.

No, madam.

I've learnt to live here now.

Just catch those people.

I'd be grateful.

At least other girls will be saved.

- Yes, London.
- Vartika…

I found your shooters.

Go to Kamla Market Hotel.
They have a room there.

Second floor, room number 212.

Come along.

You're a cop, so I'm sparing you.

If you follow me, I won't hold back.

His face was a little leaner.

Probably in his early thirties.

He had a thick mustache,

like the ones
South Indian film heroes have.

He had a mole on his neck, right here.

Looks like you got
a really close look at him.

Yeah, he held a gun right to my head.

At least he didn't pull the trigger.

Bhupendra!

Madam.

Here, the sketch is ready.

Who is that?

The guy who held a gun to my head.

Bhupendra, this is the guy.

His name is Vijay.

Neeti sent this photo from Rohtak.

London, I'm sending you a photo.

The man's name is Vijay.

He could be militia-trained or an ex-cop.

Please keep your ears to the ground.

- Meena, wake up!
- What…

- That fucking lady cop was there.
- Who?

That bitch, DIG Vartika Chaturvedi!

In Delhi?

I'll have to take the girls and head
to the safe house in Surat immediately.

The farther I get from Delhi
before daybreak, the better.

Tell Kusum to get the girls ready.

And I should call John about the delivery.

I'll handle it. Go.

Go on!

- Is this the brothel Janaki told us about?
- Yes, madam.

Open the door.

Police! Police!

Come on! Hurry!

Hey!

Catch all of them!

Get them all in!
No one should get away!

Come on! Throw them all in!

Kusum!

Stop!

Move!

Move!

What are you doing!

Stop, you bitch!

Let me go!

Let me go, whore!

- Shut up!
- Let go, bitch!

Quiet!

Shut up!

- Let me go! Whore!
- Quiet!

- Shut up!
- Let me go!

Set me free, or you'll be in big trouble!

You don't know who you're messing with!

Yeah, we don't know!

Tell us who you are.

You work for Badi Didi, right?

Where is she?

Where is Badi Didi?!

What about Vijay?

Where are the girls Kalyani sent?

Where is Shabnam Bano?

You're messing with the wrong people.

Come on, call your boss.

Why don't you call your boss?

Where is Shabnam Bano?

Where was she sent?

Tell us!

Where is she?

Where is she?!

In Jhunjhunu.

What's her husband's name?

Tejpal Singh.

What do they call Shabnam there?

Sunita.

Where is Badi Didi?

Everywhere.

Yes, Neeti, tell me.

Madam, we have Shabnam's
location. She's in Jhunjhunu.

She was sold to a man named Tejpal.
I'll be on my way shortly.

Yeah, that's great.

Share Tejpal's address with us.
We'll meet you there tomorrow.

Madam, one more thing.

I questioned Kusum…

about the girls Kalyani sent.

She didn't say anything, but…

it's evident this mansion is being
used as a holding area, madam.

We found around 20 to 30 mattresses,
and it appears

a large number of girls were
removed from here recently.

Since Kusum won't say anything,
they're likely Kalyani's girls.

Any information on Badi Didi?

She isn't saying a word.

She's quite the drama queen, madam.

We'll have to interrogate her properly
back at the station.

Alright. See you tomorrow.

Jai Hind.

Jai Hind.

Madam, I'll handle all the arrangements
and pick you up in the morning.

Good night.

I'll inquire about the car and update you.

- I'll head to Jhunjhunu and return here.
- Okay.

Excuse me.

The number you have dialed
is currently busy.

- Please try again later.
- Motherfucker!

We've arrived in Rajasthan.
The border crossing was smooth.

Great. Kusum will be
meeting you in Surat.

I'll call you once I meet Khanna.

Give me that.

Drink some water.

Come on, hurry up. Let's go.

Want some more?

- Get going.
- That's enough.

Come on.

I'll take your bag.

I can't tell whether this is real
or just a nightmare.

Sushila still thinks
they are going to get us jobs.

I don't know
what's going to happen to us.

How is Baby Noor?

Struggling.

She needs more surgeries.

We've identified her mother.

We've tracked down her location.

I'll be leaving in a bit for Jhunjhunu.

The Commissioner's debrief
is scheduled for this evening.

How will you make it back?

Why would I miss
the Commissioner's high tea?

Can't you send your team to Jhunjhunu?

Listen, babes.

All eyes are on your case.

- You owe your seniors face time.
- Yes, sir.

No, I'll be there, seriously.

Oh, I've got to rush.
I'll see you later.

- Bye.
- Bye. Bye.

- How far away is Jhunjhunu?
- Another hour and fifteen minutes, madam.

We need to get there
before Madam Sir does.

Yes, madam.

- What's going on over there?
- Sheep and goats, madam.

Yes, I can see that.
Why are they on the highway?

Come on, girl.

Sign here.

- How much longer will it take?
- Almost done.

- Alright then, thank you.
- Sure.

Let's go.

Warned you, didn't I?

Watch your back from here on.

Didi.

I'm sorry, didi. Please forgive me.

I'm sorry.

Oh, dear Kusum.

You've shown yourself to be very careless.

I trusted you.

But you brought the cops
straight to our doorstep?

- Sorry, didi. Sorry.
- "Sorry."

I will fix everything. I promise.

Didi, those two…

two policewomen were asking about you.

About the girls as well.

One of them is from the Delhi Police.

Be careful, didi.

You sweet idiot.

Don't worry about me.

Worry about yourself.

Vijay has left for Surat with the girls.
Go meet him there.

Keep this safe.

Stay alert.

Eyes wide open.

Cool head.

That's good. Now smile.

Go on then. Happy journey.

Go!

Take me to Delhi.

POLICE

Jai Hind, madam.

- Where's it?
- This way.

Wait. Who are you looking for?

Tejpal Singh.

That's me. Tell me?

We want to speak to Sunita.

You can speak to me.

She's my wife.

Can we talk inside?

Where is Sunita?

That bitch set our tractor on fire
and ran away.

I curse the day

Tejpal brought her home as his wife.

She neither managed the household

nor bore us a son.

Who arranged your marriage?

Where is her family?

Sunita was from a poor home.

We felt sorry for her
and brought her home as Tejpal's bride.

But what I don't understand is,

why are you people looking for Sunita?

Brother…

we received a complaint.

A complaint?

We believe you paid to have
your brother marry Sunita,

despite her objections.

Remember one thing.

In such cases,
the law is unforgiving to men.

Sir…

our customs and traditions

are rather different
from those of city folk.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Who arranged your marriage with Sunita?

What do you mean?

Do you know Badi Didi?

Nope.

And Kusum?

Vijay?

This is too much!

Sunita set our tractor ablaze
and took off,

yet here you are interrogating us!

Sir, we treat our women
with a lot of respect. A lot.

As long as they know their place.

You'd better know your place too.

This is a case for the Delhi Police.

No, sir.
This is an internal matter.

A family issue.

So…

Fine.

Let's go.

Listen up!

The honor of the entire village
is at stake.

If we let this go today,

it will embolden
the rest of the women in the village.

She burned my tractor and took off!

She has to answer for this!

- She must!
- She has to answer for this!

She must answer!

- She must answer!
- Let us handle it!

We will find her!

HR 28 J 774.

Madam…

some guys have been
tailing us for a while.

- Namaste, Uncle.
- Namaste, child.

Simran Masih, ASI Haryana Police.

Could you give me the owner's details
for this Santro?

It's for an investigation.

Where did you find this car?

In a police raid.

Last night, right? I know.

At the brothel near the highway.

But that woman is already out on bail.

Why are you wasting your time?

Doing your job well
is not a waste of time, Uncle.

Duty is duty, after all.

Well, then you should have…

enlisted in the army.

Why did you join the police?

Anyway, I'll have to spend
some time looking into this matter.

I will call you once I have
the car registration details. Okay?

Alright, I'll wait for your call.

- Good day.
- Good day.

Bhupendra, Neeti.

We need to get to Shabnam
before the villagers do.

Madam, I don't get it.

If she wanted to,
she could simply have run away.

Why would she burn the tractor?

Get the Jhunjhunu police to set up
checkpoints throughout the town.

Should they spot a woman
in any vehicle, they must stop and check.

Yes, madam. On it.

Madam, Shabnam must be
desperate to get out of here.

I'm 15 minutes away from the market.

It is the closest point for her
to get transportation.

Okay.

Wait! Stop and reverse the car.

Uncle, are you waiting for a bus?

Yes, dear.

- When will it arrive?
- Should be here any second.

Move ahead a little
and pull over to the left.

- Alright.
- Over there.

JHUNJHUNU DEPOT

Sunita?

Sunita?

Sunita?

Shabnam?

- Yes, madam?
- I have some good news, Simran.

We found Shabnam.

That really is great news, madam.

I've got some bad news.

What?

- Kusum got out.
- What!

How?

A hotshot lawyer from Delhi showed up.

He claimed the charges
were bailable and got her out.

Shit.

She threatened me before leaving.

She said, "Watch your back."

Well, anyway, I'm trying to get
the Santro's registration details.

Hopefully, we'll get a lead from there.

I'll verify and let you know.

Okay.

- Be careful.
- Yes, ma'am.

Kusum got bail.

Baby Noor's biological mother
has finally been found.

The police are bringing her in
for questioning.

Meanwhile, Baby Noor
remains in critical condition.

Doctors warn that if her health
doesn't improve soon,

she could suffer permanent brain damage.

Or worse, she could lose her life.

The real question is,

where was Baby Noor's mother
when this deadly attack happened?

- Where were you this whole time?
- We need an answer!

- Did you sell your child?
- Why didn't you come to see your child?

- Tell us!
- Where were you?

- Don't you love your child at all?
- Why didn't you come to see her?

How much did you sell your child for?

- Answer us!
- Did you sell your child?

- Don't say a word. Come on.
- Why did you abandon your child?

- Out of the way! Move!
- Did you sell your child?

Madam, what are the people outside saying?

Why would I sell my kids?

How many kids do you have, Shabnam?

I have three kids.

Look here, ma'am.

This is Sania, Sameer,
and the youngest, Sana.

Tell us everything from the beginning.

Where are you from?

I come from Madhepura in Bihar, madam.

I was sixteen
when I fell in love with a boy.

I eloped and got married
without informing my parents.

Where is your husband now?

I don't know.

How did you get to Delhi?

I couldn't take care of the kids alone.

Then I met a man named Bobby.

He said he was from Delhi.

He told me he had fallen in love with me

and promised to look after me
and my children.

I believed him,

and landed up in Delhi with my kids.

When we got here,
Bobby had disappeared.

Instead, I met Kalyani.

She said she was Bobby's sworn sister.

She met me at the station
and brought me straight to her brothel.

Listen, girl, I paid
three lakh rupees for you.

Work here as one of my girls,

and when the debt is paid off,
you will be free.

Or, you can choose to marry that man.

I chose to marry…

thinking I'd get to keep my kids with me.

Then Kalyani said she'd look after them.

She sent my Sania to her daughter,
Deepa, in Muzaffarpur.

And Sameer was sent to a man
named Babbu in Preet Vihar, Delhi.

She said she was
going to look after my Sana herself.

And she handed me over
to some Badi Didi and Kusum.

Can you identify Badi Didi?

What's her name?

A man used to call her Meena.

Well done.

What's wrong, darling?

Meena what?

What's her full name?

I don't know her full name, madam.
I only heard Meena.

She didn't care for my children at all.

For the first few days,
they kept me at a farm.

Do you know where the farm was?

No.

After the farm,
where did they take you next?

After that, Kusum sold me
to Tejpal in Jhunjhunu.

His family treated me like a slave…

and only saw me as a womb to use.

Tejpal wanted a son of his own from me.

But I couldn't tell him the truth.

She can't have children, Tejpal.

Her tubes are tied.

She probably had children before.

Who are you?!

How many men
have you slept with before?

Kusum didi said she would
explain everything to you.

Kusum isn't even answering my calls!

You've had your tubes tied,
so now keep your mouth shut!

I paid Kusum four lakh rupees!

I had to sell my share of the land!

I'm going to get every penny back
from you now.

I couldn't put up with Tejpal anymore.

I set his tractor on fire and ran.

There was only one thing on my mind.

Find Kalyani and get my children back.

Kalyani is dead.

Dead?

- Sana--
- Sana is in our care.

Your care? Is she here?

I… I want to see her, madam.

She's in the hospital.

The hosp-- What happened to her?

She's hurt, and the doctors
are looking after her.

Wha…

Madam, I want to see my child.

You need to be strong.

For Sana.

Neeti, once the DNA results are in,
manage the paperwork.

Yes, Madam Sir.

Sana?

Darling, Mommy's here. Wake up.

Please open your eyes.

Wake up…

Sana…

Vartika left a message with my PA.

She won't be able to join us today.

The CM needs updates
before the media gets them.

And I'm embarrassingly aware,
we have none.

Vishal, I don't like sounding clueless
when I get calls from the ministry.

Vartika must understand

that simply cracking cases
in the field is not enough.

At our level, we are all
accountable to the system as well.

Yes, sir.

Sorry.

There was way too much
traffic on Ring Road.

- Thank you.
- No worries, I'm used to it.

How's Mallika?

We'll announce the dates soon.

Congratulations.

Won't this be a little tough for you?

I'm done with all of it.

I have no wish to live as someone's wife.

I was thinking of…

adopting a child.

How will you manage it alone?

Kids need a lot of time.

Your stuff's inside.

You've made a lot of changes.

Took some time off
to make a few changes.

Neeti…

you're going to make a wonderful mother.

Bye.

Hi.

Hi.

You ate?

Just say it.

I don't see the point, Vartika.

It was really important
for me to be there.

The situation had gotten
really volatile today.

I don't doubt that.

But you also needed to meet the people

who are backing this operation of yours.

What would I meet them for?
Just to sit around and sip tea?

Is that what you really think we do?

You've been given
the reins of an interstate case

that has the media's attention.

I don't think expecting some face time
with you is an unreasonable ask.

If you had bothered to show up,

you might have gotten more resources
and greater support.

Face time, really?

Every minute I'm away from this case,

finding those girls
becomes more difficult.

You know how it is.

Should I stick to protocol
or focus on finding them?

It's naive to think that
you can be the savior all the time.

That's not fair, okay?

What's not fair is that
you just can't delegate.

You don't think anyone is capable
enough of doing the job as well as you do.

Do you seriously mean to say

that Neeti and Bhupendra couldn't have
managed today's rescue operation?

That's insulting to officers
of their caliber and integrity.

Who's saying this?

The Additional Commissioner
or my husband?

Well, the Additional Commissioner thinks…

you have behaved irresponsibly.

And the husband…

Frankly…

he's just fed up.

Take the next left.

Everyone will walk in a straight line.

Keep your heads bowed,

and eyes fixed on your feet.

No one is to look up.

Oh, my cute lizards!

Did you miss me? I did.

Well done.

Gather around.

How is she?

Ma'am, she makes an effort
to join group activities,

but she prefers to be on her own.

- Would you like to meet her?
- No, let her be.

Just let her know that
Noor's mother has been found.

That's great news, ma'am.
I'll definitely let her know.

Thank you, ma'am.

Yeah, London?

Madam Chaturvedi,
the man you inquired about?

I checked both, the usual circuits
and ex-militia networks.

This Vijay is a ghost.

I found something else which
may or may not be relevant to you.

A big seller from Kolkata
has arrived in Delhi.

He deals mostly
in the elite escort market.

His name is Mithul Khanna.

He has reservations at Connaught Crown.

- Thank you.
- Yes, ma'am.

Hello, Uncle.

Dear, I found the registration details
for the Santro you asked about.

Oh, thank you so much, Uncle!

Oh, no problem.
Now make a note of this address.

Yes.

Shanti Vilas, D-26.

Near Model Town.

Registered under the name Meena Choudhary.

Thank you, Uncle.

Have a good day.

Greetings, madam.

Rohtak Police.

Is the owner home?

Please come in.

This way.

In here, madam.

I'll be back in a minute.

I hope you've got good news.

Simran?

Hello?

- Delhi Police.
- Okay, sir. You may go.

Delhi Police.

How can I help you, ma'am?

You have a Mithul Khanna staying with you?

Yes, ma'am.
Mr. Khanna is in room 304.

ID?

- Passport.
- Hand over a copy to us.

Keys too.

Here, ma'am.

He has dinner reservations
at the Thai restaurant.

On the ground floor, at 9:00 p.m.

- Keys, please.
- Here.

Thank you.
I'll go and check, madam.

Don't inform anyone.

Mr. Khanna.

Anyone there?

- Good evening, ma'am.
- Good evening.

I'm meeting Mr. Mithul Khanna for dinner.

Sure. Please.

What happened?

What happened? Move.

Any doctor here?

Bring some water.

Are you okay?

- Someone get her some water.
- Yes, ma'am.

They're getting water.

Are you okay?

Not water…

Sugar…

My sugar levels have dropped.

Get her something sweet.

Take deep breaths.

Ma'am, water.

Thank you.

Easy.

Slowly.

More?

Do you want to see a doctor?

Sure?

It's nothing serious, just stress.

Happens all the time these days.

I'm sure you can relate.

You want to get up?

- Okay, I--
- Sit.

No, I…

- need to use the washroom.
- Okay. Here.

Take her to the washroom.

No… I'll manage.

Sure?

Madam, you're really kind.

- Thank you.
- Take care of yourself.

Yes.

Madam.

There was nobody in room 304.

Excuse me?

Yes, ma'am?

Which table is Mitul Khanna sitting at?

This table, ma'am.

- This one?!
- Yeah, this table.

- What's happening?
- It's the fire alarm!

Bhupendra, that's Meena!

Move!

- Fire alarm!
- Move!

What has happened?

- Move! Move!
- Out of the way!

I'll check outside!

Don't use the elevator!
Please use the emergency exit!

Send me that image right away.

Yes, ma'am.

Set up checkpoints within a five-kilometer
radius of Connaught Crown.

I'm sending you a picture of a woman.
Don't let her get away.

Apprehend her.

Yes, John ji?

Meena, delivery in 72 hours. Okay?

Yes, yes. 72 hours.

But, John ji,
there's an issue with my supplier.

I can deliver 30 girls to you.

That was not our deal.

My clients are expecting 40 girls.

Don't you worry, John ji.

The product is of top-notch quality.

I'll send you pictures of the girls.

Choose your favorite,
and it's on the house.

That was not our deal.

Motherfucker!

Bloody asshole.

Chest out.

Come here.

Hey, you, come here!

Walk.

Meena?

I couldn't meet Khanna.

That bitch, Vartika Chaturvedi,
showed up at the hotel.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine.

But listen, we don't have time

to look for another supplier now.

I told Gupta we're short by ten girls.
He didn't take it well.

He'll take the 30 we have, right?

How the hell would I know?
I can't predict the future!

We'll send him photos of the girls

and see if the bastard likes them!

I'll have Kusum send you
the photos and profiles.

Okay? And one more thing.

Bhai Ji wants the money within 48 hours.

Damn it!

Listen, let's give Bhai Ji
the money we have for now.

We'll settle the rest
after we deliver the girls.

That will give us a few days…

to regroup.

Okay?

Anyway, see you in six hours.

Okay.

Hey, watch me.
One, two, go.

TRUTH ALONE TRIUMPHS

- Jai Hind, madam.
- Jai Hind.

I've been trying to get in touch
with ASI Simran.

I can't get through to her.

She didn't show up for duty today.

Have you tried tracking her?

Called her home?

Yes. She isn't at home either.

And you don't see this
as a cause for concern?

Madam, it's quite common
for an ASI to miss duty.

What's so concerning about that?

She'll be here tomorrow.

Madam Sir, I need to go to Rohtak.

If you permit.

What's wrong?

I'm unable to contact ASI Simran.

She was following a lead on Meena.

She tried calling me yesterday,
but the call dropped.

I haven't heard from her since.

She hasn't reported for duty,
and she's not at home either.

The inspector in Rohtak isn't cooperating.

If you feel you should go,
then you must.

And keep me in the loop.

Let us know if you need
reinforcements, and take care.

Thank you, madam.
Jai Hind.

Did you speak to Vartika madam?

Yes, she said that once we find
Shabnam's daughter, we should call her.

Let's hope the local police cooperate.

Sunil ji.

- Delhi Police.
- Oh!

Sorry, we didn't recognize you.

You aren't in uniform, that's why.

This isn't a felicitation ceremony
that requires us to be in uniform.

We've held Deepa Devi
back at the station.

Following your instructions,
we refrained from interrogating her.

Good job.

Would you like some snacks?

We ate on the way.

- Shall we go?
- No problem.

- We'll call for something at the station.
- Yes, sir.

GARHA POLICE STATION
MUZAFFARPUR DISTRICT

Sir, this is Deepa Devi,
Kalyani's daughter.

We've investigated
her business thoroughly.

Her recruitment agency is just a facade,

serving as a front for sourcing
cheap labor and sex trafficking.

Sir, he's lying!

I have nothing to do with the flesh trade!

I run a lawful business, I pay taxes!

I haven't done anything wrong, sir.

When did we say that?

We just want to know where
Shabnam's daughter is. So, tell us.

Shabnam who?

I don't know any Shabnam.

Deepa…

we're from the Delhi Police.

Your mother was killed because she had
been in cahoots with a dangerous criminal.

Tell us the truth…

or else we may not be
able to save you from them.

Get it?

I'm asking you again.

Where is Shabnam's daughter?

What a mess my mother's got me into!

Tell us what we want to know

and get yourself out of this mess.

Sania was with me until some time ago.

What do you mean by "some time ago"?
Where is she now?

I sold her off to a beggars' gang.

- What?
- The beggars' gang?

The gang rents orphans

to make them beg at railway stations.

They would take Sania in the morning…

and drop her off in the evening
along with the day's collected commission.

Madam, I figured
I'd just sell Sania to them.

Who wants to deal with
that kind of stress every day?

You sold her?

You sold a four-year-old girl?

Where is she now?

Tell us.

I'll ask you one more time.
Where is she?!

I hope the child is safe and sound.

These gangs…

enslave children and make them beg.

They break their limbs
and gouge out their eyes.

Vimla ji, try to think positively.

Have you seen this child?

- Have you seen this child?
- No, sir.

- Have you seen this child around here?
- No, madam.

Bhaisahab, have you seen this child?

She's being held by the beggars' gang
that runs around here.

I'm from the Delhi Police.

Have you seen this child?

- Have you seen this child?
- What's the matter?

Come with me.

- Vimla!
- Yes, sir!

Madam, there's Sania!

Hey, that's our child! We spent
good money on her! Let her go--

Hey!

This is a police case.
Do you still want the child?

- No, sahab.
- Sit back down!

We'll take you to your mother, dear.

Don't be scared.

Yes, Jairaj?

We've found Sania.

Is she okay?

She's alright, just a little weak.

She's with Vimla now.

Oh, that's great. Great news.

Finally, Shabnam will be
reunited with her children.

Both of you, very well done.

Thank you, madam.

Okay. Jai Hind.

- Madam.
- They found Sania. Jairaj just called.

That's great news.

Subhash and Sudhir
have gone to look for Babbu.

And madam, Mithul Khanna
never returned to the hotel.

He checked into the hotel,
and then disappeared.

He must have been tipped off.

Anyway, let the Kolkata Police
know he was last seen in Delhi.

This woman…

Meena.

Her fainting was genuine,
but once she regained consciousness…

she gathered her wits immediately.

She didn't look scared for even a minute.

My instincts were totally thrown off.

Why is she buying girls
from Mithul Khanna?

More importantly,
who is she buying them for?

Madam, since she's come
face to face with you…

I don't think she'll be
operating from here anymore.

Jai Hind, ma'am.

- You called for me?
- Yes.

Share Meena and Vijay's photographs
with the interstate police network.

- Sure, ma'am.
- And check if they're operating

under different identities.

Sure.

Thank you.

I like you.

Tell me…

which one of you thinks
she's the most beautiful here?

Not you.

Not you either.

Definitely not you.

Oh, damn!

Just look at that expression
of sheer anger!

Shooting daggers at me with that stare!

Hey, Kusum!

What's going on here?

Dropping pearls of wisdom, are you?

Go ahead, share your wisdom.

Go on.

Playing it shy, huh?

Where's Sonam?

Come here. Come to me.

My darling princess.

Someone wants to talk to you
regarding a job.

Who?

You'll see. Come along.

Vijay.

Some refreshments for the girls.
Come with me.

Take that off.

Good girl.

My darling princess, isn't she swell?

She makes four trips to the village well

Open your mouth. Wider. Yes.

Hello, John ji.

Say hello!

Hello, Sonam. My name is John.

I heard you are a topper in your class.

Which subject is your favorite?

Math.

And why do you like math?

Solving math equations gives me
a sense of self-accomplishment.

You're so bright, Sonam.

- She's bright.
- I'm impressed.

I want to see you with your hair up.

Excuse me?

Just hold it up.

Nice.

You're very pretty, Sonam.

Say thank you!

- Thank you.
- Can't wait to meet you.

Alright, John ji.

Thank you.

My darling girl! Good job!

Go on.

Meena.

I spoke to Bhai Ji's guy.

We need to get the money
to one of his guys in Surat.

They're counting on getting
the full amount, so…

They're not going to like it.
Some gentle convincing could work.

I'll be meeting them in Jahangirpura
in a few hours, alright?

No.

We'll go there together.

Fine.

Keep your cool, alright?

Obviously, darling.

Hello.

Okay. See you.

That was seven.

- Three, four…
- Shall we ask someone?

Let's ask these kids.

Who's the other team's captain?

Kids, hello.

- Do you live here?
- Yes, Uncle.

Do you know him?

That's Sammy, our new friend.

- Where does Sammy live?
- That house.

- That one?
- Yes.

- You kids carry on.
- Thank you.

This house.

Coming!

- Yes?
- Babbu?

Yes, how may I help you?

Delhi Police.

Is Sameer home?

Sameer.

Don't be afraid, son.

We'll take you to your mom very soon.

I don't want to return to my mom.

I want my Babbu Papa.

Did…

your Babbu Papa teach you to say that?

Babbu Papa loves me a lot.

He has plenty of money

and always brings me delicious food.

It's not that simple, son.

Your mom has been
quite worried about you.

So why did she sell me in the first place?

Who told you that your mom sold you?

Mom didn't have any money.

That's what Babbu Papa told me.

If he hadn't bought me,
we would have starved to death.

Come along, child.

Sir, I didn't do anything wrong.

He's my darling boy.

I've done so much for him, madam.

Book him.

Let me go.
I didn't do anything.

Madam! Madam!

Mom!

My babies!

Sameer!

Please forgive me, my children!

My baby…

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

- You're not hurt, are you?
- I'm not.

Sania…

Please forgive me.

Are you okay?

Please forgive me.

Meena madam, you are
a renowned international celebrity.

What brings you here to our humble town?

Some work.

I'm aware.

I'm familiar with your line of work.

For your information,

people here usually don't take loans
for businesses like that.

All businesses require money,
Bhimani bhai.

And he speaks.

You do know the police
are after you, right?

Are you aware?

And that's stressing out Bhai Ji.

The police are only doing their job,
and we're doing ours.

You should also do your job, Bhimani bhai.

You can also tell Bhai Ji not to worry.

After all, we did bring you the money.

Is the full amount here?

We're still counting, but it seems
to be around 1.5 crore rupees.

That's still 50 lakh rupees short!

Loosen up a little, Bhimani.

Bhai Ji will get the remaining amount
in a few days.

Bhai Ji said you would
give me the full amount!

Nope.

That was not the deal.

The deal wasn't supposed to involve
the cops chasing you either.

Look…

settle the full payment…

or we have ways to deal with it.

I'm trying to be civil here,

and you're just being a pissing jerk.

What's your problem?
Show some respect.

Or what?

What will you do?

Hand over all the money!

Bro, easy!

Save it, sidekick!
I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking just to this pimp
in front of me.

Hey, jackass, enough of your shit!

Now I will talk only to Bhai Ji.

Sure.

Go on, talk to Bhai Ji.

Let's see what he says.

What do I care! I just have to--

What the hell?

When I was a child,
my darling grandma would say…

"Once there was an ass…

who walked with a lot of sass.

It was struck by a stick…

and fell into a well, poor lass!"

Let's go.

Get the briefing meeting done in court.

Inspector Rathi? ACP Neeti Singh.

- Oh, yes.
- Jai Hind.

- Jai Hind, madam.
- Jai Hind.

Did you locate ASI Simran?

She hasn't come in yet.

She gave me a lead before disappearing.

Show me the evidence from the case
she was working on.

What will that accomplish, madam?

Please don't trouble yourself.

She'll be here. Let's wait for her.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

An officer is missing from your station.

An ACP has come all the way
from Delhi to ask you about it,

and you're still not
taking this seriously?

Do you want two more cups of tea?

ASI Simran was investigating
a criminal gang.

If anything happens to her,

you will be held responsible.

- No… it's not like that, madam.
- What is it then?

Say the word, and we'll provide
whatever help you need.

Please come with me, ma'am.
This way.

Madam, all the case materials
are on this desk.

Make sure all case-related materials
are on the desk for madam.

- Okay?
- Sure, sir.

Look at this photo.

Are solar panels common around here?

No, madam.

A couple of farmhouses
in Sector 35 have them.

There's no electricity there
during the day,

so the wealthy residents
started installing solar panels.

- Call Inspector Rathi.
- Sure, ma'am.

Meena, stop!

Meena!

What the hell was that?

What else was I supposed to do?
Did we have another option?

They refused to let us leave
until we paid the full amount.

I was going to handle it myself.

I saw how you were handling it.

That dickhead kept hurling insults at me,
and you just stood by and did nothing.

And that's why you shot them?!

Is this the way
we settle things with Bhai Ji?!

Don't raise your voice at me!

This was meant to be only a stopover.

We were meant to slip out quietly.

But we're leaving
three fucking corpses behind!

Now watch the cops swarm us
like flies on honey!

Why, are you scared now?

It's not about fear, Meena!

You've gotten way too reckless.

I can't work like this!

They weren't some junkies
off Delhi's streets.

They were Bhai Ji's men.

And I was forced to shoot them.

I lost control.

Sorry.

Come on, don't force me to beg.

Look.

The cops are searching for us
across Delhi and Rohtak.

It's just a matter of 24 hours.

Then everything will be back to normal.

Everything will be back to normal.

Normal?

Ma'am. Sir.

Ma'am…

Meena and Vijay
have been spotted in Surat.

The Surat Police shared this footage.

Making their exit after a triple homicide.

- Are you serious?!
- Yes, ma'am.

- Jai Hind, sir.
- Inspector Bhupendra, Delhi Police.

Jai Hind, madam.
Inspector Paresh Shah.

This way.

Satish, Ramesh.

Madam, based on the photos
sent by Ashutosh,

many eyewitnesses
identified Vijay and Meena.

They got away in a black jeep,
though no one caught the number plate.

They must have been in such a rush
to leave all this behind.

This wasn't part of their plan.

- Do they know you're looking for them?
- Yes.

Any CCTV footage from this area?

Yes, my team is getting it from
the local shops as we speak,

but that will take some time.

Time is what we don't have, Paresh.

They won't be in Surat for much longer.

We have to get them.

I'll try my best, ma'am. I'll try
to procure it as soon as possible.

Thanks.

That's the one. Let's go.

Motherfuckers! Stop!

Simran!

Well, buddy?

You kidnapped a police officer on duty.

I could shoot you right now…

and get a medal for it.

Whose place is this?

Whose place is this?!

It's Badi Didi's farmhouse.

Vijay bhai put me in charge of it.

Where are they now?

I don't know where they are,
I swear, madam!

I swear on my mother's life,
I don't know, madam!

Give me your phone.

What's the passcode?

4321.

- Hello?
- Ashutosh.

Yes, ma'am.

Will you be able to trace the number
if I make a call from this phone?

Yes, ma'am. One minute.

Yeah, all set, ma'am. I'm ready.

Thank you.

Call Vijay.

Madam, please don't make me
do this, I'm begging you!

If he finds out, he'll kill me!

What is he saying?

You should've understood by now.

She's the only one
standing between you and him.

Call him.

Act normal. Just pretend
to give him an update.

Call him.

- Yes, tell me.
- Greetings, Vijay bhai.

Things are fine here.

I just wanted to say that
the job you gave me to do…

I'll take care of it.

Why are you calling
to tell me that, fucker?

No, I…

Is someone with you?

- Hello?
- Ashutosh, did you trace it?

Yes, ma'am. I'm sharing it.

Thank you.

Sweetheart!

John Gupta wants 30 girls
the day after tomorrow.

Why is my sugar so damn high?

Meena.

The police have reached the farmhouse.

And I think my call's been traced.

We should leave right now.

Damn it, they won't leave us alone.

Now.

You take the girls and leave right away.

I'll send you the location.

Go on.

Hey.

Load them all up.

Kusum, they need to be loaded right now.

- Hurry up. You've got five minutes.
- Get up!

- Kusum.
- Up!

Get up!

- Form a line.
- Come on.

- Five minutes, everyone! Form a line.
- Form a line.

- Come on.
- Hurry up!

- In a line.
- Come on!

Go on!

Kusum!

- I'm coming in a bit.
- What, you need an invitation? Get up!

Yeah, Neeti?

Madam, Ashutosh located Vijay
by tracing his phone.

He's near Palsana village.

I'm sending you the coordinates now.

That's a very good job, both of you!

Jai Hind.

Palsana. Vijay's location.

That's not too far, ma'am.

Let's go.

Let's go.

You've got henna drying
on your feet? Move it!

- Speed it up.
- Hurry!

- Come on. Didn't you just eat?
- Vijay, come on.

Hurry up.

Let's go!

Meena, police!

Sir.

The number you are trying to call
is currently switched off.

Please try again--

Welcome to Mumbai, girls.

Only one more day,
and your new lives will begin.

What happened?

- Get the cardiac team ready, quick!
- Yes, ma'am.

I got it.

Jai Hind, madam.

Jai Hind, Jairaj.

Yes, Subhash?

I'm coming.

What's the matter, Madam Sir?

Take me to AIIMS, Jairaj.

Yes, madam.

Sana has left us.

My child left us.

She didn't even know
that I came back for her.

Madam!

Ma'am!

- Excuse me, doctor!
- How is Baby Noor? Is she alive?

For the past few days,

Baby Noor had to go through
many challenging procedures.

During this time, the child showed
remarkable strength and courage.

She survived two cardiac arrests.

But this morning,

she had her third heart attack,
and we couldn't resuscitate her.

This time it proved to be fatal.

And what about those responsible
for Baby Noor's condition?

And what about the mother?
Will she face charges too?

- Doctor, we've got more questions!
- Please, doctor!

- Doctor, please.
- Doctor, one last question!

Excuse me, doctor.

Baby Noor, her mother,

and the girl responsible
for her condition,

they're not criminals.

In fact, they're victims of a cruel trade
that exploits women.

So let's not criminalize them, please.

Our duty is to catch those criminals

who are responsible for destroying
the lives of many such girls.

- Ma'am!
- Is this case linked to human trafficking?

Was the child able to see
her mother for the last time?

Enough. That's all for today.

- Move back.
- We've got some more questions.

Delhi lost one of its daughters today.

Not because of illness or an accident,

but due to negligence.

Where was the law that promised
to safeguard our daughters?

Where was the law
that vowed to protect them?

The innocent two-year-old,
whose injuries had come to define her,

finally succumbed to her battle
for life today.

They say a child is nurtured
not only in her mother's lap

but also under the watchful care
of the entire village.

But in this city, sometimes a child can be
buried by nothing more than silence.

Sit.

I…

I thought she would survive.

This should have ended
differently, Madam Sir.

Yeah.

This is the most selfless
and selfish thing you will ever do.

Take your time.

Girls…

I'm sorry.

I'm aware…

this trip has been tough on you all.

All this travelling back and forth.

But no more.

Very soon,

you're all going to start
your amazing new jobs!

A fresh new beginning.

So, everyone, pay close attention
to what I'm about to say.

Your work will involve
interacting with all kinds of men.

Throughout your lives,
you've been taught to be afraid of men.

But, darlings, the reality is that

men should be afraid of women like us.

Keeping a man under control
is something of an art.

But…

before you learn

to exert control on men,

mastering the art of self-control
is very important.

What are you doing?!

- Shut the hell up!
- Let her go!

Hey! What are you doing?!

Let her go!

Let go!

- Let go!
- Shut up!

Get up, you bitch!

How dare you touch didi?

How dare you lay a hand on her?

You're peddling lies
about good lives and dream jobs!

- Let go!
- Let her go.

What's the matter, Sonam?

Lies?

You think I'm lying to you?

I see.

Alright.

In that case…

let me tell you a true story.

Come here.

Didn't you hear that?
Are you deaf?

- Get down!
- Hey!

Wanna listen to a true story?

You want to hear the truth?

You want to know the reality?

All your lives are worthless,
and they would've stayed that way

if it weren't for me!

I'm giving you a life of freedom, bitch!

I'll bury you right here, get it?

Does everyone get it?

And if you keep coughing,

I will peel your fucking skin
and make shoes out of it!

PEACE, SERVICE, JUSTICE

Heard things blew up in Surat.

The closer we get to them,
the more violent they become.

Here's Vijay's phone.

The Surat police couldn't hack it.

- Time for you to work your magic.
- I'll give it a shot, sir.

Abracadabra.

I'm getting some tea. Want some?

I'll get the phone set up and join you.

Okay.

Fucking hell.

Sorry to hear about the baby, Vartika.

But you found the baby's mother.

It's no small feat.

So, where are Vijay and Meena?

Most likely out of Surat, sir.
We're tracking them.

Vijay is injured,
and his phone is in Bhupendra's custody.

So we'll have information soon.

I'm sorry, that's not
good enough, Vartika.

Three people were murdered
in broad daylight,

there was a shootout with the police,
and the girls are still missing.

I'm handing over
this investigation to the CBI.

That'd be a terrible mistake, sir.

Vartika, I can't keep staffing
this Special Task Force indefinitely.

- I want results now.
- I understand, sir.

But we don't have time for
bureaucratic maneuvering right now.

We already know
how Meena and her gang operate.

The CBI will take at least a week
to understand it.

And then the girls will be gone.

Alright, Vartika.

But if you fail
and this operation falls apart,

it's not only your career on the line,

but also the reputation
of every officer involved.

So find these girls. Now.

Yes, sir.

Shit!

What's wrong with her?!

Don't throw up here!

- Take her to the bathroom.
- Come, let's go.

If she throws up here, you clean it!
Understood?

Don't you throw up!

Come on.

- Go!
- Come on.

- Hi, Ashutosh.
- Good afternoon, ma'am.

- Jai Hind, madam.
- Jai Hind, Bhupendra.

The Surat Police had trouble
hacking into the phone.

I said, "Hand it over.
We've got a wizard in our cyber cell."

- I'm trying my best, ma'am.
- All the best.

Yes, John ji?

I heard you had
a close encounter in Surat.

It's just the risk that comes with
scaling up a business, John ji.

I'm sure you know all about it.

You're confusing business risks
with mere carelessness.

How are Sonam and the other girls?

- They're all ready.
- Good.

Thirty girls.

Don't screw this up.

You've screwed up more than enough.

You've got ten hours, Meena.

Let me know once the container is ready.

Can I hang up now?

Was that Vijay?

Get the girls ready. Do your job.

Don't worry about Vijay. Go on.

Go!

Vijay?

Vijay…

It's Mumbai.

She's in Mumbai.

I mean, someone's in Mumbai.
It could be her.

- Yes, Vartika?
- Sir.

Sir, we've got a hit on Vijay's phone.

The call came from
a container yard near Mumbai.

We're contacting the Mumbai Police,

but my team and I are
leaving for Mumbai right now.

Kusum.

Feed them some candy.

Girls, get up!

Form a line.

Come on, get up!

We'll be traveling by truck.

It's the last time, I promise.

And we'll each have one of these.

Come on.

This will help you sleep better,

and you'll be well-rested. Okay?

Here.

Come along, dear.

We need to ration the water, okay?

Come on.

Come here!

I don't want it.

I'm not asking. Take it.

Open your mouth.

Good girl. Next.

Be careful.
Not a single scratch on the girls.

Go.

Easy.

Hold her.

Careful.

Look up.

Easy, be careful.

- Didi, I need water.
- What?

Water.

All the water's been loaded inside.

I'm feeling terribly sick, didi.

You can deal with your sickness
once you're inside.

Come on, girl.

Hey, don't start your drama again!

Sit back down!

Didi, water.

- Water…
- Damn it! Hang on!

You're getting on my last nerve!

Come on, come on.

Where the hell is everyone?

- Hey, come on.
- You run.

Go.

Get me some water.

It's Rani again.
She's such a pain.

Get some more.

Come.

Get them out of here quickly.

Hey, you!

That girl's running! Get her!

She's getting away!

You dumbasses!
She's running away!

Get her!

What happened, didi?
What's wrong?

I've assembled an army of fucking
morons, that's what happened!

We can't find her.

What, you want a medal?
Just go find her! Go!

- Yes, didi.
- You look after them.

Bhaisahab, how do I get to
Panvel Container Yard?

It's about two kilometers that way.

Get up.

I don't know
if you're faking your sickness…

but can I tell you what I do know?

Where we're taking you…

you'll meet people
far more heartless than me.

You can't even imagine
the ways they're going to use you.

Your friend's gone.

Now you have to handle this
all alone, my dear.

Okay, off to sleep.

Come on. Lie down.

They'll be here for you soon.

I'm sorry, didi.

That Sonam was a pest from the very--

Do the final count.

Twenty-nine, including this one.

She's the last one.

The last one?

What's wrong, didi?

Sweetheart, you're the last one.

Madam, you will meet
ASP Ganesh Naik at the location.

- Thank you for this quick coordination.
- Of course, ma'am.

How much longer?

Sir, it's a twenty-minute ride from here.

Stop there.

Bring the jeep.

Fuck, run!

Come on, run!

Jai Hind, ma'am.
ASP Ganesh Naik.

- We just got here.
- Thank you.

DIG Vartika Chaturvedi.

- My team is blocking every exit.
- Great.

No security?

Not much.
Actually, ma'am, it's a private yard.

The containers here are
usually exported internationally

through JNPT or other ports.

Customs officials inspect them
at those ports, but not here.

- So it's a good place to hide the girls.
- Exactly.

Okay.

Madam.

Jairaj, Vimla, check the east zone.

Bhupendra, check the north
and west zones with the local team.

Neeti, come with me.

ASP Naik.

Do we know how large
this container yard is?

Sir, around ten acres or so.

It houses more than
five thousand container boxes.

Gate number 8, secure.
East zone clear.

I repeat, east zone clear.

There's nobody here.
The main gate is blocked, Madam Sir.

All clear this side.
South gate is clear.

I repeat, south gate is clear.

Did anyone check here?

No, sir. Let's take a look.

Hands behind your head!
Get down! Down!

Sonam?

How do you know my name?

Your grandma… she's looking for you.

Grandma…

You're fine now.

You're okay.

We're with you now. You're safe.

I know…

but the other girls…

and my friend Rani…

They've been loaded into a container box.
I don't know where.

We will find those girls.

Did you happen to notice
the color of the container, dear?

No, sir.

I remember.

What?

1375532.

The number of the container
the girls were loaded into.

It was green.

1375532.

- Are you sure, dear?
- Yes, they were all prime numbers.

- ASP Naik.
- Yes, sir.

- Pass this information to your team.
- Okay, sir.

Thank you, dear. Very good.

- Vimla.
- Yes, madam.

Come in all teams. Look out notice
for green container 1375532.

I repeat, 1375532.

Jairaj!

That's the one?

Madam.

Yes, Neeti?

Over here.

Are they…

They're alive.

They're all breathing.

They're unconscious.

- Check there.
- Yes, madam.

- What about the ambulances?
- Sir, they'll be here in 15 minutes.

Kusum?

- Jairaj!
- Yes, madam?

Give me a hand.

Kusum!

Kusum! Where's Meena?

Kusum!

Where's Meena?

Don't let that bitch get away.

Keep an eye on her.

Let's get her in the car. Easy.

- Vimla.
- Come here.

Yes, madam?

We found the girls. They're alive.

Are they okay?

They are fine, but they've been drugged.

Thank God, they're slowly
regaining consciousness.

Those bastards have us surrounded.

We need to get to the jeep.

Listen. Shoot if you have to.

Stay down.

They're from different places,
and not all of them speak Hindi.

We need you here.

I'll have Naik send someone
to relieve you and stay with Sonam.

Yes, madam. Where are you?

All the way at the other end.

The north-east end.

Copied, madam.

Okay.

Vimla! Vimla!

Are you alright?

Go on!

Vimla, come in!

Is everyone safe?

Two men down, madam.

Meena was trying to get to the warehouse,

but she ran back into the yard.

- We are coming.
- You stay here.

- You guys come with me.
- You stay here.

Keep the girls safe.

Be alert!

She went behind those containers.

West zone.

Neeti, Bhupendra, come with me.

Where did they shoot from?

- Are you okay, ma'am?
- Yes.

Stop!

Drop the gun!

You got me!

Put the gun down!

Will you really shoot me?

I will do what's right.
Put the gun down.

And killing me is the right thing to do?

Shoot me then.

You're not the first person…

who wants to kill me.

Wanna hear a story?

My story.

As soon as my twin sister
and I were born, our grandmother…

tried to drown us in a pail of milk.

My sister died right then.

Then came along my husband.

When we got married, he thought…

I would cater to all his lustful desires.

I was a little girl.

Very young.

So I did what I thought was right.

Rid the earth of one predator.

You're a criminal,
and you exploit young girls.

- That's it!
- Such big words.

This is the problem
with people like you.

Do you know

how many girls escaped their personal hell
and are living better lives because of me?

Do you have any idea?

Ask around.

Ask anyone in Rohtak.

I helped them build families.

New generations were born because of me.

You're delusional.

Put the gun down!

I provided those girls with the tools

that life gave me.

Understanding one's own value,

and the strength to fight
this fucking world out there.

You are not a savior.

You destroyed the lives
of innocent girls for your own benefit.

You force them into marriage.

- You pimp them out--
- Well, who doesn't?

Everyone pimps!

There are girls being bought
and sold in every corner of this country.

Sometimes for dowry,
sometimes to produce offspring,

and sometimes to satisfy the lust of men.

It's all pimping.

The only difference is in the methods.

And do you really think
arresting me will solve everything?

Who does it even matter to?

- It matters to me!
- Hey…

Put the gun down!

Oh, damn.
You're all worked up.

Tell me one thing, madam.

How many girls have you saved till now?

For every one you save,
ten others are sold out there.

How many will you save, madam?

That way.

Meena, run!

Run!

Run, Meena!

Hey!

Come on, shoot!

Bastard! Come on, shoot me!

Go on! Shoot!

Jai Hind, ma'am.

Please sit.

Thank you for taking the time for this.

It's my duty.

Taking into account Khushi's
background and circumstances,

an appeal has been made
to the magistrate for leniency.

Please sit.

Sit.

Yes.

After reviewing the reports

from the Child Welfare Committee
and the Juvenile Justice Board,

the Court has decided to send Khushi

to a Women's Shelter
for counselling and rehabilitation.

Dear…

you tried to save the baby,

and the Court is cognizant of this fact.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Noor was my daughter.

You did everything you could to save her.

Just remember that.

I don't know what you see in me.

I see hope.