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'ADVAITHA ASHRAYA'

It's to keep the away.

It's been 22 days since I came down to this village.

A small office on the 13th floor of a

towering building in bustling Bengaluru.

Receives a video capturing a crime.

That video had enough to pull all major news channels

from Bengaluru to this tiny village.

'MIC CHECK'

'You're listening to Aakashavani'.

'In today's news...'

'Forgive me!'

'In today's list of deaths...'

'Did you see the fear of death in his eyes?

They didn't know death was coming to them.

If they did, they would repent at first.

But now?

It's too late.

I'm no God to forgive them.

I'm the Messenger of God!

I only know to punish.

I know nothing about forgiving.

Now, I want you all to wonder, "Who is this guy?!".

The police department?

Let them drown in confusion trying to nab us.

Gosh! I'm damn scared!

What if the cops nab me and sing -

"Twinkle twinkle litter star, it was I who nabbed this guy, saar."

You cannot catch me.

Because this, isn't the end.

THIS IS THE BEGINNING!

The killer shared a murder video with the media. Your thoughts?

Sir, who is the murder victim and who's the murderer?

Does this mean that the criminals aren't afraid of the police?

Wait a minute!

You're firing questions at me without letting me breathe.

We know just as much as you do.

Give us some time.

What is your comment on the safety situation in this town?

[REPORTERS CLAMOUR]

Wait a minute!

Man, the media personnels are unbearable!

They're bombarding me with questions as if the victim's my brother.

God knows who the victim and the murderer is.

Clear the damn crowd right away.

Make arrangements to recover the body.

Go and get Mithra.

As if we don't have men with us.

If they'd handed it out to us, wouldn't we have done it?

How will an irresponsible man handle the dispatch?

He needs this long? Really?

Peter, why did Shetty Anna (Boss) ignore you and come to us?

- Such is the depth of the work. - Oh please.

Did we ask to be fed this bullshit?

Shetty Anna?

All he does is such shitty job!

Anna, Namaste!

Gandhi?

[SHETTY ANNA] There's been a slight delay.

- Sharp isn't here. Go check. - Okay.

Sharp, look at you waling time smoking beedis.

Shetty Anna's men are annoying us with complaints.

- It's late. Let's go. - Sit down. We'll go.

Oy Sathishanna!

- Hope business is good. - It's okay.

Is your tooth hurting?

That's a long story.

Last night, we took that old sage to a play.

Who? Our Shankaranna?

- Nah. - Bloody hell!

Sita's abduction scene.

Just because Ravana held Sita's hand, our.

Mithra jumped on stage and thrashed him.

Then he put on the ten-headed mask.

Was Sita happy?

Like hell she was.

I tried to stop him and she whacked me,

said I should learn to watch a play like a play.

Trying to help women these days only gets us into trouble.

Let's go.

Sharp, off late there are too many drones.

Let them fly.

Until the consignment reaches us, we don't know what's in there.

Nor do you know who's behind this.

If things go wrong, heads will roll.

- Rathnakka sent this. - Sharp!

Who's cooking Meen Saaru today?

We'll talk later. Eat up first.

I don't eat a meal without a Biryani in it.

And you thought I came by to eat your leftovers?

It only takes an hour to make Biryani.

But you've got no choice but to wait for a day to get leftover rice.

Don't belittle it.

- Mithra! - Same with the supply.

We're getting vintage gold.

As good as some nice day-old rice.

The one you signed with may not have told you.

But as the middleman, I should know, right?

The consignment consists of hand-made refurbished guns.

They're basically old, rusty, discarded guns,

refurbished and brought back to the market.

Election's nearing.

The guns aren't licensed.

Feel free to fire at your whim.

Seems like a massacre awaits.

But that's not my concern.

This isn't easy to move.

It needs to be dismantled and shipped in fishes.

We need Bhootai fishes (Indian Anchovies).

To fish them out, our boats have gone deep into the ocean.

The consignment will be exchanged there.

Give it twenty to twenty two days.

The consignment will reach the port in the fishes.

The day it arrives, I'll mention the boat numbers.

You'll have to win the fishes in the auction.

Heard your daughter's getting married once the consignment reaches?

Serve fish for lunch with the in-laws.

Make sure that moron gets used to leftover rice.

Plan sounds good.

Hope the execution lives up to it.

Your payment will reach you in a week.

Mithra?

Yeah?

There's a corpse in the river. They're asking for you.

Hi Sweetie.

What are you up to, huh?

Papa, please play the cartoon.

Want to watch some cartoon?

Where's the remote?

Cartoon!

What's wrong with you?

Sweetie wanted to watch. So...

Rudra, it's been years since baby passed.

It's high time we moved on.

Don't remind me of the past.

The wound of her leaving us.

The time she spent with us.

- Together, they... - Forgetting is a gift to mankind.

- To crib without forgetting. - Is a curse to the mind.

I know.

Mrs. Roopa Rudra.

Namaskara (Greetings)!

So, I went through your track record of handling cases.

According to records, you've never failed to crack a case you've taken.

You've never lost.

But… but…

Our case… our case is different.

Your defeat should be visible in your eyes.

Come on!

You see that? We're leaving today.

I've already packed the bags.

- You're coming too. - I won't. You carry on.

If I go alone, who will take care of my child?

Been days since you donned the uniform and did some investigating.

This is a very interesting case.

Please come?

It'll be a change of place for you.

I could use your help too.

How many corpses are in there?

Just one.

How are the relatives? Can I quote them a good price?

Shankaranna, go discuss the price.

Shankaranna, wait.

They killed elsewhere and dumped the body here.

We still don't know who the victim is.

Oh, so the job is from you.

The pay must be great!

- What are you saying? - He meant to say...

This is your department's headache, right?

Dharma!

Go!

Rogues!

My hand itching this morning was a sign.

Someone else messed up, and now it's on my head.

What's wrong, Sir?

This will cost me half a month's salary.

Go on. Stop the media from coming here!

[INAUDIBLE CHATTER]

God, it's been ages since we had a job.

Make sure nobody gets into trouble.

He didn't care about those who sat at the temple daily.

You think he'll bless you just 'cause you're broke and jobless?

Shut your damn mouth, you wretched idiot!

Stop blabbering nonsense!

Take this.

[HUMMING A SONG]

What happened?

- Found anything? - It rained recently, right?

The water's muddy.

Let's wait for a while.

Shankaranna, you've had enough to drink.

Eat something.

Get lost!

I get to drink only when a corpse drops into the water.

Let me peacefully drink.

Mithra.

You talk about making money.

But you don't even have the basic sense of right or wrong.

When I ask how you'll earn it.

You mumble something about black and white.

What's up with you man?

The money we're making is covered in black.

Takes a lot of scrubbing to turn it white.

It'll come to us however it wants to.

Here. Eat.

Hey! Hold on, man!

All we ever do is eat.

Why are we even eating with a corpse stinking up the place?

I, our nation, and my little family formed this soldier's world.

Shady deals and dead bodies.

Is that who we are now, Mithra?

Where's the proof you were in the army?

Whatever you had, you tossed into that ruined house.

It's been over a decade.

Strays might have destroyed them by now.

You keep wailing that your wife died and your daughter ran away.

Do we even have a voter ID?

For that, we need a ration card.

For both, we need an address.

And this shed isn't ours.

On a blank page, they stuck our photo, stamped it, and

wrote our names as proof we belong to this country.

- We can't show... - Mithra?

Never mind. You won't get it.

Whether it's stinky or disgusting.

Right now, our identity is pulling bodies out of water.

Your whole way of thinking is wrong.

This isn't our destiny, Mithra.

Shankaranna...

Don't stay stuck in limbo.

We are in the wrong.

The door's open.

Either walk in or walk away.

Don't fool yourselves by standing in between.

Shankaranna, until we tell the world.

The fact that we're bad people doing bad things is just our business.

Don't you always say that no matter how big the mistake.

God gives you a second chance?

When we get ours, let's make it right.

Dude! Please write?

Take this!

Tell me.

Yeah.

In my pocket that lacks change...

- In my pocket that... - Ever since I saw you and...

I... Dude! Don't.

- Scratch it. - Huh?

- Make it, 'the beautiful you'. - Nice.

The beautiful you...

Ever since I saw the beautiful you...

I've been carrying salt in my pocket.

Salt.

There's lemon too.

Lemon?! – And chillies.

But why?

To make Chitranna?

Will you shut your trap and write?

Fine. Continue.

Don't think I got them to make Chitranna!

Well.. You know.

I mean...

It's to keep the evil eye away.

Tell me this.

When you're this beautiful.

What else can I do?

Continue.

The romantic of the century.

- Damn! Let's go! Hurry! - Dude! Wait up!

- Wait for me! - Get your clothes!

Guys! Move!

Let's go! Hurry up!

Aye! Rascals!

Have your lunch before you go.

Why do you trouble me in this age?

Dude, father's over there.

Well, look who's here.

Where are you off to?

Where's the journey to?

Our friend's waiting over there.

- Where? - Father, right there.

Sure. They'll come.

Where is your friend?

- Right over there. - Where exactly?

Dude, run! Got nothing better to do?

- Get your lazy bums inside! - He's waiting right there.

- Kabaddi.. Kabaddi.. Kabaddi.. - Want to play Kabaddi with me?

- Come try me! - Kabaddi..

Dude! Run!

Run before he gets you!

Where will you go? You have to come back.

Return and I'll break your bones!

What are you looking at, sirs?

Are we performing a show?

Get back to work!

Clowns!

Dude! Run!

Stop right there! Idiots!

Hey!

How dare you steal every single day?

Come here again and I'll break your limbs.

People roam to find roses!

This lucky bugger gets roses for free.

I wonder when he'll learn to value them roses.

I hope you remember.

Today's your last chance.

If you don't tell her now, she won't

step out of her house for another month.

What?! Why?!

Dasara holidays, you moron!

I keep telling you.

She won't step out for a month.

Dude, even a lifetime won't make this idiot confess.

- Am I right? - Hey!

[VOICE ON TELEVISION]

Miss, Chatterbox! How do I look?

Doesn't he look like a salesman?

A salesman?!

Whatever you say is right.

Ugh. It isn't nice. Change.

I'll take a butter biscuit.

- Who's paying? - Like we're different people.

Tch! Take your hand off!

'Friends may bring financial help.'

Oh. Looks like your friends will get you money.

Really? Read further!

If you let today's chance slip out of fear, it may not come again.

Oh. There goes.

He's not confessing today either.

Give me that cover.

What for?

Here. Wear it.

- What is this for? - What is this?

Today.

I will confess.

- It might rain. - Why not a tsunami?

Go! Let me know when she comes.

Nope. No signs.

Dude, she's coming.

Hey!

Here. Go confess today.

GO!

Wait a minute.

What is it?

Tch! Looks like it'll rain.

I've hung clothes to dry.

I need to hurry home.

What is that?

I...

- What? - Five rupees for three of them!

Gosh! What a storm!

The clouds cleared up too.

You will go down in history.

I've seen men buy flowers and give it to their girls.

You're the only one to steal flowers and take money from his girl.

Useless! Get lost!

She's hung clothes to dry.

- You're only good for folding them. - Only good for folding them.

Give me the biscuit, girl!

A sherbat with it!

[INAUDIBLE CHATTER]

[CONSTABLE SNORING]

Who's bothering me in the morning?

Oh! I'm sorry.

Good morning, Madam!

The holiday season's over. Enough sleeping.

- Shall we get to work? - Yes, Madam.

A smart killer has murdered and challenged the department.

- Now go and get the case files. - Okay, Madam.

Oh. Good morning, Madam!

Mr. Janardhan, is this your station?

No wonder people are dozing off.

- So, how are you? - I'm good, Madam.

How many years since you were posted here?

Two years.

Didn't Sir come along?

He's in the car.

About the case...

[WIRELESS CRACKLES]

Namaskara, everyone.

Out of love for me and duty to catch me, IPS Roopa Rudra has arrived.

I wholeheartedly welcome her.

Damn! You've come all the way here to nab me.

Which calls for a welcome gift for you.

I'm wondering. What do I give you?!

[LAUGHS VICIOUSLY]

The gift is ready.

- Janardhan, come here. - Yes, Madam?

As soon as the forensics team is done

with their job, get the post-mortem done.

[REPORTER] Who the killer is, how the murders are happening,

and why it's happening - it's all a mystery to the villagers.

Every person in this village needs to be interrogated.

Yes, Madam.

Tell the patrol to do a double shift

and stay on high alert, day and night.

Yes, Madam.

This isn't like any other crime scene.

These murders look like they were meant to advertise.

Lately, people watching movies and YouTube are getting

inspired to kill, and we end up with the cases.

It could be done for attention or advertisement.

But these aren't inspired murders.

The murderer is very intelligent.

He kills in one place and dumps the body elsewhere.

He always disposes of them at night.

To delay the search and erase evidence.

We don't have underwater experts.

Therefore, the autopsy gets delayed, leaving us helpless.

Any autopsy report or evidence from the first victim's body?

These are the same blank paper chits.

The first body had them too, wrapped neatly in a cover.

- Okay. - Yes, Madam.

We have better chances this time.

The body's long time in water makes this tough,

but we'll do our best to reconstruct the prints.

We'll need more time.

- I need it ASAP! - Sure, we'll try, ma'am.

You may leave.

What is he trying to say?

What is it?

[REPORTERS CLAMOUR]

Do you know the motive? Who could be the culprit?

It's too early to point out the culprit.

Every crime has a culprit trying to escape.

But this one's a little strange.

The murderer is challenging the department on video.

What do you have to say about that?

Do you think there's no fear of the police?

Please remember that the murderer will be watching this video.

There are three kinds of murderers.

The first commits the murder and tries to escape.

The second kills and tries to frame someone else.

The third kills and roams around,

overconfident and unafraid of being caught.

No matter who it is, they must face the law.

- Is he a typical psycho killer? - Maybe. Maybe not.

Why is the murderer challenging you specifically

when there are hundreds of officers?

The murderer has to be someone you know.

Or maybe you're behind these murders,

hoping to earn name or promotions.

This is the public opinion.

Ask the very public to be alert.

The murderer is right here, among us.

He'll be moving around without raising suspicion.

We have to be careful. Thank you.

[REPORTERS CONTINUE TO CLAMOUR]

- Janardhan? - Yes, Madam.

Set up a control room and a squad of 3 to 4 people.

Yes, Madam.

Janardhan?

Sir! How are you?

Not wearing the uniform anymore, right?

I'm doing well. And you?

People assume I eat well and am strong.

This isn't a healthy body.

This is the result of skipping meals.

To top it all, this headache of a case is frustrating.

Janardhan, where can I get stuff here?

Huh? Sir?

Stuff. Where can I find it?

Umm. I don't know, Sir.

Not to arrest them.

There's requirement.

Want me to get it?

We need it. They sell it.

- Let's go to them. - Well...

What are you thinking about?

If Madam finds out...

I won't tell her. And you?

I won't, Sir.

Then let's go.

That moron hit us today!

I won't spare him.

Let's not spare him no matter what!

You guys have started early today!

This gun has a single bullet.

I'll shoot you.

That bullet will go straight into your head.

Now tell me.

Is it the bullet's fault for entering your head?

Or is it the gun's fault?

The bullet's fault.

Because the bullet caused the injury, right?

But for the bullet to fire, you need a gun.

So it's the gun's fault.

I say it's the hand holding the gun.

I'll kill him.

The real fault...

Is neither the gun's, nor the bullet's.

Not even the hand that held it.

The one who placed the gun in the hand.

The fault lies with the puppeteer.

He should be killed.

Our officer.

We want stuff.

Come on, Sir. That's all in the past.

It's a non-bailable offence.

We don't even think of meddling with it.

If this is found with you, it's theft.

Section 353.

Assault or criminal force to deter a

public servant from discharge of his duty.

This is also a non-bailable offence.

Give the officer a little something from our side.

So much for a non-bailable offence.

- We want nothing to do with this robbery. - Brother.

Do visit us again, Sir.

Who are you going to provoke today?

Where are you off to, Prince?

What did you say? – Where are you off to?

Not that. After that. – I called you a Prince.

Heard titles come with hard work.

Heading out to earn ours.

Of course you will.

You're being taken care of.

No wonder you'll go anywhere and do as you please.

There's no entry in heaven for those who bother children.

There's a 'No Entry' board at the gate.

Shut your trap!

I sold my property to build this orphanage and look after all of you.

When I die, you'll sell it off and live the high life, won't you?

We're not the selling kind, Appa (Father).

We buy. We buy and enjoy.

Someday, I'll buy this whole village and put up your statue right here.

Don't stress.

Yeah, right. Like you'd actually build a statue.

Enough fooling around.

I'll talk to people. Get a job.

- A job? And us? - Have you lost it, Appa?

With our amazing education, we can't land

white-collar jobs and we don't do blue-collar ones.

We'll take up MLA or MP jobs and kill time.

A minister?

There comes another one of you cabinet minister.

Welcome, Education Minister.

- Oy! - Yes, Appa?

Please come.

What about your Mid-term exams' result?

- I passed, Appa. - You did?

- You passed all the subjects? - This idiot landed us in a mess!

These idiots go to the same school as you.

I bought you all the same books.

You passed, they failed. How's that?

Speak up!

Both you and Siddaiah have one.

Have what?

A buffalo.

Who did you buy it from?

- From Patel. - And him?

He bought it from Patel too.

How much did you pay?

I paid around 45,000 rupees. – Whoa. Big money.

And him?

He said he paid around 35,000.

How much milk does yours give?

About 10 to 15 litres. – And his?

He claims his gives 15 litres.

Well, you seem to have paid more money?

Why is the yield less?

Ay! What now?!

Well...

Learn to do your job right.

Morons! Uttering bullshit at this age!

Hey! Dammit!

Where the hell are you going? The bathroom's over here! Go!

Return home and I'll put you in your place.

Is yelling at them your full-time job?

Did you give them food?

You're the one to give them food and scold them too!

Who else will care for them if not me?

You care more about them than your own son.

Oh yeah.

What is he up to?

Yeah, right. Like they all inform me before they head out.

Who knows where he is?

God! My chain! Thief!

- Wait! Let me grab him! - Thief! Thief!

The thief stole my chain!

Moron!

You call that running?

Why can't you run faster?!

Dimwit! You got away because it was me!

If it were anyone else…

One punch and you'd be caught.

She was yelling “Thief! Thief!” If only

she knew that you're the real thief!

You think I'd end up like this if my father was alright?

He's filling the house with people picked from trash bins.

He blows all the money on them.

And expects me to treat them like my own.

- Dammit! - Gosh! There he goes again!

Whack him! Give him another!

Hit him again! Take that idiot!

Look! There come your brothers!

Hit him! Come back, moron!

I've been meaning to ask you.

Did your father give birth you... or all of them?

Let's ask them!

Dude!

Shankaranna, the killer must be someone like you.

He doesn't know us, yet he keeps feeding us.

Yeah, right.

If I don't find other jobs, I'll kill you and dump your body here.

Why?!

I've got to feed them too, right?

Are you done?

Look how brutally he was killed.

God knows what sin he committed.

Sounds like a template response from the helpless.

When we suffer, we ask,

“What wrong did I do?" The whole world's against us."

But when others suffer, we say, “It's their sins catching up.”

What a twisted world, Shankaranna.

You're right.

I keep wondering what sin I committed in this life.

I married the woman I loved.

God took her away.

Raised my daughter with sweat and blood.

Some guy ran off with her.

You see death every day.

Only the ones who've lost someone know...

the pain it brings.

Hey, Soldier!

Mithra, the retired soldier has got all emotional.

Let's push him into the water and pull out two bodies.

Better rates that way!

Shankaranna...

Lines like that suited Chaamayya Master back in the day, not you.

Come help us pull the body out.

Get lost!

Why are you sitting like this? Didn't you give her the letter?

- This letter's for you. Read. - What is it?

In my pocket that lacks change, there's salt, chilly...

Only a broomstick's missing to ward off the evil eye.

Dude! Stop! Look! Lakshmi's here.

The heart that pumps blood into the body

Seems to have forgotten its job

At the sight of the Kohl-lined eyes,

love is reeling without a compass

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' the red rose beams with a smile

Yet my hands tremble for no reason

Seeing her soft, adorable smile

My heart blushes quietly inside

My heart is now a houseful show, brimming with desires

But the picture hasn't even begun, dulling the mood

Be it a ripe dream or a raw nightmare

God will indeed give me something, someday

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

When the season of croaking toads arrives

the world turn into a festival of love

Count stars and signs, you find any faults in them

Because for love every moment, is an auspicious one

Will it shower in the skies of the heart?

What if the cloud sits all alone?

A flash of lightning in her gaze.

Fall and rise, little by little.

Be it a ripe dream or a raw nightmare

Dude, make sure you charge more for the roses, please?

God will indeed give me something, someday

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

O' beauty! O' lovely one!

Madam, they've recognised chance prints and mailed them.

Share it with the Aadhaar department right away.

Also, check if it matches with our criminal records.

Okay, Ma'am.

- Ma'am? - Yeah?

I found a match.

Madam, this guy? He's Vajra alias Keechaka.

Kidnapping, extortion, trafficking of women.

He has plenty of cases against him.

He's currently in prison.

Janardhan, call the jailer and get his details.

The prison is now like his keep's house.

Comes and goes as he pleases.

He's cocky because he's got political support.

Madam, Vajra came out on parole two weeks ago.

Oh. Good.

Track everything about him.

His SIM cards, IMEI number.

I want every single detail.

After tracing the IMEI number of the mobile he's using,

I found out that he's used 5 SIM cards in total.

They're all in different locations.

Another interesting fact is that none of them are active.

Enquire every single person in this address.

Family, friends. Don't spare anybody.

We shouldn't miss out on even a single clue.

Madam, I'm in Bhatkala.

I've found a lead on Vajra.

I'll keep updating you from here.

Where did you see him? [MUFFLED VOICE]

Who was he with? What was he doing?

HEY!

Will you speak up or not?!

Sir, he is like this.

He keeps making false claims that he knows everyone.

This doesn't concern us. Just shut up and walk away?!

Sir, please don't feel bad.

Get up!

The anger that he beat my brother.

Made me to go to the country liquor store.

Anna, please have your lunch.

- I'll go the temple and return. - Sure, dear.

- Careful. - Okay.

You mean Rathnakka's country liquor store?

It must be destiny.

My fury pushed me there.

One man's weakness pulled all of Vajra's men too.

Why were they even there?

What brought them?

Vajra's men!

No matter how drunk he was.

He would come home, feed his daughter and put her to sleep.

Today, when she finds out that her father sold her for money.

Will that sweet daughter of his, stay alive?

Where is your daughter?

I'll return your money.

Please let her go.

Shut up and call your daughter.

Didn't I tell you that she's not here?

Where were your wits when you took the money.

We'd gone there to beat up a man named Mithra.

But Vajra's men had come down to finish everyone present.

[MUFFLED VOICES]

Stop beating my husband!

Let him go! Stop it!

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]

Speak up!

[MUFFLED VOICES]

Dharma, they're beating my husband!

Between the ones who stay silent

and the ones who are helpless.

There's a difference, Sir.

Those men will beat them all up! Enjoy the show!

If he's still alive...

We'll thrash him a few more times just for our own joy.

DHARMA!

What's for lunch?

When a quiet man erupts, only nature can silence him.

Whether it was fear that a woman shouldn't be sacrificed or

whether it was anger that a drunk father sold his daughter.

He was prepared to die for her.

Vajra's blow finally knocked Mithra down.

Madam, Vajra has committed another crime.

The victim has been identified. His name's Mithra.

Sir!

I only told you that Mithra got knocked down.

This time, Mithra whacked Vajra down.

Vajra never got back up.

- Doctor, how many pieces do you want? - Two.

Can you please explain the report?

I don't think he knows what pain feels like.

He's very cruel.

Popping eye balls out.

Breaking jaws with a high-gauge weapon.

Uneven abrasions on the face with

similar injuries on the private parts.

To make it more clear.

Like how a butcher slaughters a goat,

cutting and tearing every part apart.

Now imagine that done to a human, while still alive.

Three murders.

Two similar patterns.

One was out of urgency.

The reports of the other two have been sent to your office.

Evidence, clue, call it whatever you want.

One.

Both the corpses were shot in the head after killing them.

Two. The second body had a weird key in it.

Also, the paper chits you have.

When I look at them...

The killer is trying to tell us something strange.

Janardhan, what is this man's background?

They're new to this village.

They live in Shankaranna's garage.

Mithra, the man in question, is a brilliant swimmer.

He fishes out corpses from waterways

in villages and takes money for it.

He's rumoured to be part of illegal activities in the port.

But he's never been caught with evidence.

I don't care what you do.

- The sound must reach here. - Yes, Ma'am.

I'll tell her today for sure. Keep watching.

Catch that man!

Ask more money for the roses.

Gosh!

I didn't realise, Anna.

- Sorry. - Get lost!

- It was an accident. - Anna. You leave man!

I'll get the ball, Anna.

- Anna it was... - Moron!

It's a betting game. You don't get to hit and walk off.

Will your father pay for it?

- But Anna... - Speak up!

If he had a father, why would be sticking on to yours?

He's at it again.

- Let him go man! - Get off me!

- Let it go man! - Get lost!

Anna, please let him go.

Anna, it was an accident. Please let him go.

Get away from here!

[MAN SCREAMING LOUDLY]

Tell me.

Why are you committing these murders?

If I had committed these murders.

I wouldn't get caught this easily.

Hope you saw.

The good deeds I've done.

Anna, it was a mistake. Please let this go!

Dude, just go away from here.

- Man, just go! - Don't stop me!

Anna, this really was a mistake. Let us go!

- Dude, just stop. - Go away man!

A rose for her, huh?

Today, I'll give her one.

Will she come with me too?

Dude, if I give her a rose tomorrow.

Will she come with me too?

Is fooling innocents a good deed?

Give them a glimpse, they want the whole thing.

Innocents?

This is me taxing them for their greed.

Vishwa, don't do this.

Vishwa, let's go away.

- Vishwa, don't. Let's go! - Let go of me!

Did it hurt?

Don't spare him. Beat him!

Souls like you should be asked what

you'll become before you're even born.

If we had the power to know that beforehand...

There wouldn't be a single poor person in this world.

I wouldn't be lying down here in front of you.

You're a good talker.

But the court won't spare you for evil doing.

You mean, our justice system?

We have the most courts in the world, just for show.

But.. Justice is never delivered.

Dude! Let her go!

Let me tell you something!

This world has two enemies.

The rich and God.

One has everything but gives nothing.

The other is said to exist, but no one's seen him.

Gosh! What a terrible plight!

[SCENE FROM 'JEEVANA CHAITRA' - 1992]

But today?

But today?!

- Hey! - Meenakshi?

Meenakshi!

What great kids you've given birth to!

Each one's a real gem.

It's nothing. Let it be, Appa!

You weren't alive to see it. You left me.

You should've been here.

You should've been alive today!

You should've seen this unfold!

Your birth would've finally meant something.

[TV] Who are you all?

Why do you ask this, Appa?

Hey! Enough now! Have your dinner!

Come on now.

What are you sitting here for? Let's go!

Are you all in a daze?!

To hell with you all!

Father!

Son!

Sir, I wanted to talk to Madam.

At this hour? Go home and sleep!

Talk to her when she comes in the morning.

No, Sir. I had to discuss about the evidence.

Madam, Mithra found this.

- Food for Mithra. I'd to give him. - I'll give it. You go home.

No. I'll give it to him. I want to meet him.

Look at the time.

We barely get any sleep at night.

There's evidence about where Mithra's money is going.

Take this.

If you don't let me, I'll keep bugging you!

If you let me meet him for fifteen minutes, you can get back to sleep.

And I'll see him and leave.

The FIR against him is also ready.

What brings you this far?

- I've got you food. - Sigh.

If not for me, you've got no one to buy you a chocolate.

And you've got us food.

This guy will save us. For sure.

What happened to your hand, Appa?

This is the punishment I gave myself for hitting you all.

Why do you guys do this?

Please let this go.

From tomorrow.

You guys will do as I tell you.

- Okay? - Sure, Appa.

I'm sorry.

I hit you.

- Please don't mind me, okay? - No, Appa.

Why are you all sitting like this?

It's been a while. How about fish meals?

- What say? - Okay.

- Fish meals? - Yes.

The investigation was probably heading in the right direction.

Just as the case was about to close...

One death turned everything upside down.

That incident led to Investigation Officer Roopa's death.

Shankaranna, I've ordered the Samosa. Hope that's okay.

No problem.

Anna, another plate of Samosa and rice for us.

- Okay. - Good news.

'Robbers loot Rs. 20 lakhs in the bank and get away'

Now that's a good idea.

Why don't we try the same?

We can settled down once and for all.

'Veteran soldier dies in the hands of friends'.

Oh.

- What for? - Come on, Shankaranna.

We got caught in another case, and our truth came out.

We got off only because that woman died.

Otherwise, we'd be in prison for seven years under Section 420.

Just thinking about it gives me shivers.

Glad you understood it on your first job.

I was just checking.

Checking if the worm's still crawling in your brain.

Nope.

Let's make a plan.

So we don't get caught.

How long do we keep roaming like strays?

Haven't seen a note bundle in years.

Let's make money, settle down. Time for Lakshmi to shine on us.

What do you say?

I only heard “Lakshmi.” Didn't care about the rest.

Nine crore rupees. Trust money.

No need to go soft just because it's trust money.

The party's raising funds in the name of the trust.

Where? When?

I'll tell you.

I'm sorry for what happened Rudra.

It's hard to say this.

We needed your help for Roopa's post-mortem procedures.

I'm handing over the case to the CID tomorrow.

Forgive the department for letting this happen to Roopa.

No. I'll be handling this case.

We are also hurt for losing Roopa.

So, don't take this personally.

I'm not waiting for your permission or orders.

I'm letting you know that I'll be investigating the case unofficially.

- It doesn't... - Sir!

Listen to me.

I've been travelling with Roopa for this case.

I can handle it.

Excuse me, Sir?

- Sir? - Yeah?

Rudra, investigate this case unofficially.

I'll talk to higher officials.

Janardhan will support you.

- Meet Mister... - D.

- Good Morning, Sir. - Come upstairs.

For any local help you need, he's the one.

A private detective and a police informer.

He's shared key details about this case and has been very helpful.

What's your take on this string of crimes and the killer?

The murderer's right here.

- What?! - Yes, Sir.

The murderer's right here.

He's closely observing us.

You and I can't nab him easily.

That is why I called you.

You need my help to nab him.

And I need the department's help, Sir.

Doesn't matter what you do.

Go get him. We're out of time.

- Keep updating me. - Yes, Sir.

No matter the case, you nab the guy even before the crime is committed.

I want that Rudra back.

- How are you, Sir? - I'm good.

Since when have you been doing this?

This is my real job.

And the other one?

Secondary income.

Evidence file.

- Keep it there. - Okay, Sir.

What is this, Sir?

- Heard of the Chakravyuha (Labyrinth)? - Yes.

Why bring that up now?

Once you're trapped in a labyrinth, it's hard to find a way out.

The man we're after is caught in one, right here.

He's trying to escape.

Before he gets out.

We have to find him.

It is a wild animal

Whose path has been misled

To find its path, it has begun the hunt

Sir...

These are the leads and details of this case.

I never thought things would come to this.

I'm retiring in two months.

Before that, we have to solve this.

Cheers!

Oh. I'm Sor...

Sorry.

In the net of conspiracy, there awaits hands

The hands have dug for the ambers

But where's the wild animal?

In search of the footsteps in the forest, the final hunt has begun

A spark in the forest awaits to

burst, exposing the truths lying within

In search

This is written in shorthand.

If there's a stenographer at your station,

Get this decoded.

6.2mm.

One of the rarest country-made guns.

Originally built for hunting wild animals.

A bandhooku with five bullet chambers.

Why is he firing it into the forehead of a corpse?

Is he hinting that he's killing five people?

Smart move.

A farmhouse. Election time.

Solid cash.

A vintage car stands ready.

A driver ready to deliver the consignment with care.

Will they transport so much money without security?

To transport it with a security team, it isn't party's pension.

It's the party's fund,

Since it's black money, the media risk is high.

It'll be moved quietly.

The Ashrama is 90 kms away from the farmhouse.

One the way, there's only one fuel station.

They will stop there to refuel.

This is the right place to fill our tummies.

[SOUND OF A WHISTLE]

The book's name is 'Sahasrajith'.

Written by crime novelist Trivikram Chakravarthy.

You can find his address and other details in here.

But.. How did you find out about this book?

Why do you ask?

I looked through all the divisions you mentioned.

I didn't find it anywhere.

I looked through the 'Unpublished' sections.

What I learnt in the process was...

This book has never been published.

Every avatar of Lord Vishnu came to destroy the demons.

But in Kaliyuga, demons wear the mask of god and thrive amidst us.

They are in the form of Swamijis, babas, politicians committing sins.

To destroy them, this man was born.

Just any god won't do.

We need a god in the form of a demon.

And that, is Kalki.

Who are you among them?

The god or the demon?

I'm sorry.

I don't recognise you.

Your words too...

We've come in search of answers.

Rudra from the police department.

- Can I sit? - Please do.

- Puttanna, get them both buttermilk. - Sure.

In the womb, I lay warm and nude

I wished to step out into the light,

but have ended up in pitch darkness.

If not a boy.

They wanted to end my life in the darkness.

They called me a burden upon the body.

Wanted me gone.

You might've heard these lines before.

Sorry. You wrote them, didn't you?

I'm stunned.

Wrote it years ago, and I'm hearing it again only now.

How did you get your hands on this unpublished book?

We're asking you the same thing.

I don't get you.

Recently...

You might have heard about it.

The serial killings.

The killer commits the murder.

Disposes the corpse in the water and

is challenging the police department.

Or, you're doing it.

It's been over a decade.

Since I wrote the book.

Time really does fly, doesn't it?

Even if we pause, it won't.

It must have been the day of Gandhi Jayanti.

I was invited as the Chief guest to the sub jail.

On my way there, I'd taken the book with me.

I lost that book back then.

And today, I'm hearing of it again.

Should I be happy that at least someone read the book?

Or regret that he's committing murders just as cruel as the ones in it?

I don't know.

An unpublished book.

Maybe you wanted to get back into the limelight and...

I've never seen light in my life.

Why would I desire for limelight now?

Thanks to the ploy of some politicians.

None of my books ever saw the light of day.

After that incident, I've written 143 books.

None of them have been published.

I now believe that they'll get published.

Seems like you're leaving.

I'd ordered buttermilk. Please have it.

We might meet you again.

We'll drink it then.

Namaskara.

Janardhan had called from the prison.

There was a fire accident six months ago.

65% of the files and records were destroyed.

The rest are in the go down.

All the records and criminal details are being digitized.

They're asking for more time to find the records we need.

We should consider ourselves lucky if it really did burn.

If it did?

Let's hope.

[TV REPORT] BREAKING NEWS!

Sir, we're running out of time.

Media pressure's increasing too.

Before word gets out that we're investigating

unofficially, we've to crack this.

Sir, you know how the media functions.

Ramanna, change the channel!

Ramanna, let it run. s.

Which news channel aired this crime story first?

Every channel broke the news.

Nope.

Think about it.

Which channel aired it as an exclusive?

I don't know, Sir.

Get me details of every reporter who reported this story.

- Especially, HOT NEWS. - Okay, Sir.

[INAUDIBLE TV CHATTER]

I had to describe the pain and woes of women.

Why couldn't this crime have been committed by a woman?

Wait a minute, Pasha.

Sir?

- Sir! - Yeah?

Tell me, Pasha.

Anthony from MTV.

Anthony.

- Anthony from M TV. - Ramanna, the volume.

Can't hear you. Louder.

Murthy from BTV.

Can you hear me?

Pasha, I can't hear you.

SILENCE!

Priya. HOT NEWS.

We got one wrong information.

The nine crore trust money was to

be moved around town in a vintage car.

Trusting my source, I sat at a round table with

a ₹1,200 liquor bottle and pulled in four others for the job.

- The boot was empty. - Who is this?

That's when I realised -

Drinking on the job is a damn fool's move.

Doesn't matter who I am. We didn't get the money.

Now tell me, after all that meticulous planning,

what good is it to walk out empty-handed?

I thought screw it, let me just steal the.

Padmini and drive around for a few days.

So, I opened the door.

- Your dear son was in there. - Who the hell are you?!

Why shout and shorten your life?

I'm not particular about how much I want.

Pack heavy cash into an 80-kilo sack.

Or what?

The list of unsolved murders.

Make sure your son doesn't join the list.

Who is it?

Rudra.

Sir, what are you doing here at this hour?

- Can I come inside? - Please come in.

- Some water to drink? - Sure.

I can't figure out what made you come here this late.

While everyone sees me as the villain,

You're flashing my face on TV and making me a hero.

I came to find out why.

That's our job, isn't it?

What people think.

Beyond their expectations, what we think matters the most.

In the public eye, we the police have become a joke.

The journalists should only focus on making news.

They shouldn't stoop down to the level of murdering for TRP.

Murder? Watch who you're accusing.

I haven't stooped so low as to kill for TRPs.

Yours is a small channel.

How did it manage to break such a massive story?

Yes.

We are a small channel.

With no sponsors, the board had decided to shut the channel down.

That's when I received a call from a private number.

Hello?

I've got breaking news. How much will you pay me?

I brushed it away thinking it was a prank call.

Later, I got an email with a link to a live-streaming channel.

It streamed somebody being tortured inhumanely.

[MAN SCREAMS IN THE VIDEO]

I got another call from the same private number.

- Hello? - Ten lakhs for a video.

And I was given the account details of a trust.

I discussed it with channel head and we made

ten times the money for the exclusive story.

Water!

[LAUGHS VICIOUSLY]

He wants water.

Care to give?

- Janardhan! - I'm here to give him water.

Don't you want TRP?

Who is the patrol near the light house?

I've prepped a VIP for the TRP.

Twinkle twinkle little star

From today, on the news I am the... Superstar

You see the light? That's the house.

[JANARDHAN RETCHES]

SIR!

Let's go!

Janaradhan. What...

Look over there, Sir.

Once you're trapped in a labyrinth, it's hard to find a way out.

He's caught right here.

We have to find him.

The job will be done today.

Not really. The boys were in the juvenile prison.

Sir, you were right.

The money went to Advaitha's charity trust.

His son's been handling it since 3 months.

Somehow, my suspicion lies on him.

I've told Janardhan.

The dog squad will be here soon.

Check if you find a lead.

I've been trying to make calls and find out.

But there are strange rumours since last

night that he's missing or has been kidnapped.

They're putting up an act.

The theater on the outskirts is supposedly their hangout place.

Let me pay them a visit.

Oh. It's you. My bike broke down.

If you're going out of town, can you drop me on the way?

Thank you, Sir.

What's the update on the serial killings?

Did you nab the murderer?

You wouldn't have.

If you did, the media would have

scared us by showing him multiple times.

They would've warned us that the person next to you is the murderer.

Want some?

Until the culprits get caught on their own, why do you cops.

Never nab them?

Sorry, Sir.

Off late, Sharp is making me watch a lot of movies.

I saw this line in one of them. So, I asked.

What's your name?

I'm Mithra.

I'm a huge admirer of you.

You might not know me.

But I know you very well.

I feel like doing something to you.

I have a solution.

We need to divert public attention from this case.

The police and media should shift their focus to a bigger case.

And if you solve that case, there will be lesser pressure on you.

By then, we can nab the murderer.

What are you saying?

What if we...?

Never mind.

This won't make the news.

We're common men.

How about...

What if a tycoon or a politician's son is kidnapped?

Maybe it can be done to divert the case, right?

Sure. That's a terrible idea.

No, Sir. Give it a thought.

What's that guy's name?

Oh yeah. The MLA candidate.

Advaitha Rishikesh's son.

He's in this town for the election campaigning.

What if we kidnap him?

We already have.

For you.

Don't joke.

Have you seen him?

Why would I joke about something like this?

- Hello? - Sir!

Maybe we were treading the right path.

But we should have continued investigating

right where Mrs. Roopa had stopped.

Head Constable Murthy was telling me that before.

Roopa's murder, she told him to file an FIR.

The FIR copy has been found in the killer's den.

His name's Mithra.

You've no idea who I am. What my background is!

Who the hell are you? Let me go!

The MLA.

I'm the MLA's son.

Get her!

Please don't.

Don't.

Please don't do anything to me!

Please let me go! Don't do this!

Who are you?!

Who the hell are you?!

Tell me! Where is Amar?!

Tell us!

Who died?

Why did you commit these murders?

They were looking for a way to repent their sins.

I helped them out.

You committed horrific crimes, shook up the

department, and now sit here like it's nothing.

Just look at your audacity!

When the police, paid with public money, start working for

politicians who don't care about the public's well-being...

A man like me emerges from the society.

What you refuse to do. He will.

I don't know if you're a genius or an idiot.

You might have done our jobs.

But my job is to throw you in a cell.

Don't you think you got caught for no good reason?

Didn't you ask me something earlier?

About my audacity?

Well, I'm audacious. Thanks to you.

Are you drunk?

Nope.

No?!

No.

Where were you?

- To meet a friend. - A friend in this town?! Who?

Are the two of you doing all of this?

What are you saying? Don't bring your work stress home.

Go sleep. We'll talk in the morning.

Rudra, years ago I gifted you a locket.

You lost it.

I found it.

Where did you find it?

You have to tell me.

This isn't cinema.

To claim that what's lost has been found because it's destiny.

Found it at the crime scene.

Rudra, stop.

- Rudra, stop there. - Please.

Rudra, answer me.

- Rudra! - Listen, go to bed!

Rudra, tell me.

Answer me!

- Please, don't provoke me. - Tell me the truth!

- I'm warning you. - Answer me, Rudra.

I just don't know.

- Rudra, tell me where you lost the ring! - I don't know!

- Rudra, tell me the truth. - Roopa! Please stop this!

Roopa?

Roopa?!

No!

- Rudra Sir! - Huh?

Here!

I had to take a leak in between this important discussion.

Nothing's really in our control, right?

Sir, some water please?

I haven't gotten the answers to some of the questions.

Making Roopa take up this.

Finding my locket at crime scene.

The relationship between you and this crime.

Most importantly...

Somebody's driving this through you.

Who is that?

Come on now.

Pick the note up.

Come on.

Appaji...

If you don't mind, can I ask you something?

Can I ask why you're putting your hands on this gun?

I've been waiting for this question from you.

Tired, huh?

Get the tigers some tea.

You'll have tea, right?

I want to ask you something.

Go ahead.

To this orphanage full of children,

unaware of the world's harsh realities.

To the forest full of tigers.

For the greed of money and power.

Some hunters walked in with guns, ready to destroy everything.

In the name of trustees, a couple of devils.

Had their eyes on this orphanage.

I'm tired of going to the court again and again.

We have to strike on their path.

They had guns in their hands, so they escaped.

We must destroy their belief that we won't fight back.

We have to safeguard our place.

What if the tigers get their hands on the guns?

Man, your lines will sound good in a movie.

If the tigers pick up the gun.

Forget firing it, they should at the least know to hold it, don't they?

Forest, Tigers and Hunting.

The hell is this story of yours?!

Go where your Karma starts.

You'll find the answers to all your questions.

The first time, you threw it in the water so nobody finds it.

Our man threw it back in the market.

The guy you're looking for.

Amarnath.

I'll see you in hell.

Advaitha Rishikesh's son.

I promise you, Sir.

Nobody will know this time.

Throw it in the water yourself.

Hey! She's not here.

Look over there!

Shush!

Who are these men?

Just like you wished to, you're stepping into politics.

A good reputation alone won't cut it.

Wave some cash, and people will sell their own mothers.

Only if we have money.

This election can be won.

The money of this orphanage's trust.

I'll be using it for the election.

Impossible.

Without their permission, taking out even a single rupee is impossible.

- How about we bury them? - Now's not the time.

Getting into legal trouble just when you're

being offered a seat doesn't look good.

They were good people.

They're napping peacefully in the heaven.

When did this happen?

They trusted me because I started this orphanage and fed the orphans.

They picked boys under 18 and used them to kill.

If they get caught...

They'll just land in remand.

What if someone talks? What do we do?

Why do I need them after they turn 18?

Brother, please let me go!

[INAUDIBLE CHATTER]

Huh?

What is that sound?

After 18, a boy is of no use.

A girl?

Extremely necessary.

Looks like you're the only one putting an orphanage to complete use.

If only one person knows something.

It's a secret.

If another person finds out.

It's a mess.

Won't let that happen.

Rudra!

- Dude! - Vishwa!

Vishwa, stop!

Stop! Vishwa!

Why are you going by yourself?

We'll come along.

- Sacrifice us too. - Stop man!

If you've got a plan to uproot them completely, let's go.

We'll come with you.

If not, kill us both with this and kill yourself.

You'll go in search of them now and kill them.

Or, they'll kill you.

If you die, they'll dump your body in the water like a stray.

If you kill them, someone else will take

their place and the cycle will continue.

When you return from prison after all those years,

will things still be the same between you and them?

Listen, let's not do this.

We don't need this village.

Let's go far away from here and start a new life.

- Come forward! - Yes!

Mithra, how much longer?

Enough.

Let's go! We're late.

Mithra, didn't you finish your drink?

I'm hungry. You're not ready to leave either.

What's wrong with you?

Don't you think the ocean's a little happier today?

Shouldn't it?

All this foolhardiness.

Just to make the ocean happy, right?

One final job.

The ocean can finally be at peace.

I won't be sharing.

Don't try too hard.

After all these years, I still don't get it.

No matter what's on my mind, you always guess it right.

I know you won't be sharing even if I ask you.

But I feel drinking a lot with you tonight.

Vishwa, I'm hungry.

Take care.

Mithra, you mentioned one last job.

After that's done, what are we doing with our lives?

Nope.

You tell me what do we do.

Let's take three dips in the Ganga in Kashi.

Let our sins get washed away.

Let's be done with this village forever.

It's been years since we had a heartfelt conversation like this.

Looks like we were born at an inauspicious time.

See what I mean?

- Sharp! - What?!

What are you doing at this hour?

Shankaranna will be all alone.

- Leave Laddoo and go. - Okay.

He'll come home with Dharma.

- Drat! - Come on!

You don't believe in god. At the least, believe me.

Dharma.

Forgive me in this lifetime.

I sacrificed your lives for my selfish goal.

Huh? Is he drinking a different liquor today?

This is why you don't drink liquor without mixing.

Nonsense!

Get lost, idiot!

Back then, it was winter.

They threw me away without even wrapping me in clothes.

They didn't care about how I would survive.

Who took care of me all these years?

You did.

The vest and lungi I wear.

I have no shame to say it out loud.

You even buy me my inner wear.

Except for booze.

Before I can even ask, you buy me everything.

Be it good or bad.

I'll stand by you with my eyes closed.

All I want is for you to be with me.

Like our enemies claim.

You're Duryodhana and I am Karna.

Enough. Let's go.

It's late.

You go ahead. I'll come later.

Convey my regards.

Laddoo! Let's go!

Like you'll listen to me.

Come when you feel like it.

Kaadu!

Get up!

Lakshmi!

Lakshmi.

Lakshmi.

We're lighting the forest on fire.

It's a sin to waste the fruits.

To fill our stomach's fill and get rid of our hunger, isn't wrong.

And yeah, don't do anything to them.

We'll need them wipe our leftovers.

Laddoo?

How are your girlfriends doing?

- Introduce them to me. - You do this all the time!

Hey!

Laddoo!

Let go of me!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let go of me!

Let go!

Let go of me!

Hey! Let me go!

Let go!

Let go!

Hey!

Is it hurting?

- Let go of me! - He's not the one.

Laddoo!

He must be back there.

Finish him!

Get lost!

My father would always tell me.

To take care of him like a brother.

Let's go.

Let me take care of you like a brother.

The pain will reduce.

Drink. Drink up!

Moron!

How dare you spit on your brother?

You dare spit on me?!

Hey!

Bring her here.

My brother wants to see her.

How dare you!

Moron!

You should know how it feels when our own people get closer to others!

Told you I'll come, right.

What happened?

Over there...

Run man!

Vish...

Where is he?

Told you I'll come, right. Go.

What?

What happened?

Tell me. What's wrong?

What happened?

Dharma?

Hey! What happened?

Dharma!

Dharma! What...?!

Dharma!

Hey!

It's not that I can't kill you.

I don't want you to become like us.

I'm letting you go.

I saw us in him. So, I let him go.

You'll be fine.

- Let's go to the hospital. - No! Don't.

Let's not. No.

Dharma!

- My body's going cold. - Don't say that.

If I go to the hospital now...

Don't say that.

The doctor will...

The doctor will say, if only you'd brought him

ten to fifteen minutes earlier, we could've saved him.

No. Wait.

Now.. Lying down on your shoulder.

You and I are looking in different directions.

Hey Dharma!

Look now.

This feels so good.

Before I forget.

I'm feeling hungry.

Hey!

Hey Dharma!

Take a bite.

DHARMA!

When all you around you, is hell

In which direction, do you run?

When the midday sun scorches down

The soul begs for the darkness to save it

Look at this world

Such painful sorrow

With justice forgotten

This hell reeks

The reason we were born

Who will bother explain it to us?

Only in death, do we understand the essence of life

Isn't it possible to walk without slipping or clinging?

Unaware of the path

We just stand still

Blame the fire accident.

We're unable to find the information

you're asking for in the leftover records.

The reason I asked you to come is

there's another prisoner in this cell.

If you check with him, you might find those you're looking for.

His name is Aftab.

He's a Sanskrit scholar.

Why is he in here?

He had filed petitions against a couple of laws and acts.

Big politicians are behind his arrest.

It might have been over twenty years since he came inside.

Not a single release order has come for him till date.

Boss, we didn't find him. This guy was with him.

No matter how much we beat him, he's not speaking up.

Then why are you letting him relax like a guest.

Should have shot him down.

Get me the gun.

Care for a short story?

Looks like you watch a lot of movies.

Is it a king and queen story?

Or a moral story?

These are stories we've heard before.

Don't trust him.

He's a talker.

Before you change your mind, finish...

Yes.

People do know these stories.

But the one I'm about to tell?

The story of two twins that only you can and I know of.

In a village, there lived a good twin who grew up doing selfless deeds.

And the evil twin?

Driven by selfishness, he killed many, and

on a bloody voyage, became a rowdy sheeter.

Both took birth in the same womb.

Yet, their thoughts and paths they tread were different.

When people look at me, they should be scared.

To make money, I stepped into the underworld.

I showered myself in blood.

I made the fishes of the sea taste blood.

The elder good twin's only desire was to serve society.

And the younger evil twin's desire...?

Do you see fear?

You see fear in my face, don't you?

Don't! Don't you dare come close to me.

- Bhairava... - I don't need your sympathy.

I feel like a sugar crystal stuck between an army of ants.

I need to safeguard myself.

I need to safeguard myself.

And there's only one way to do that.

Politics.

To enter politics, he needed the reputation of being a social worker.

And if I want to enter politics, my own brother would spit in my face.

Will the public even spare me?

This dimwit could only think of one way out.

Wait!

I don't need your sympathy.

Just your name will do.

Among the many good deeds of the good twin, the orphanage was one.

Realising that, the cunning evil twin.

Threw his brother aside for his political ambitions,

put on the good twin's mask, and entered politics.

Keep your politics for the outside world.

Don't drag the children into it.

Advaita.

So, I'm Advaita.

That makes you Bhairava.

I'm Advaita.

You're Bhairava.

Advaita. Bhairava.

I told you so many times.

Don't get involved with gangsters and guns.

You got blood all over you.

Look.

You got it on my hand too.

Gosh.

I'm scared.

Wearing the wolf's skin beneath a sheep's disguise,

he stood on the theatrical stage of politics as a winner.

If this gets out...

You'll be here.

So will this orphanage.

But the children won't be around.

But people didn't know.

The faces looked the same, but the

one behind the mask was someone else.

A selfless looking selfish man.

That he is indeed you.

Who are you?

I've been waiting since twenty one years.

To see if somebody will come in search of me.

But nobody did.

The walls of the prisons were my guest.

Among them was a man who once told me that someone would

come looking for me, and that I should tell you about him.

Like he predicted.

You have come now.

Who is he?

Vishwa.

Every day, new prisoners would be dropped inside the admission room.

Among them were two young boys.

They were sentenced to prison for multiple murder cases.

They wouldn't talk to anyone and mind their business.

But the prisoners in here would beat

them, trouble and not let them be in peace.

Because they beat his friend, his

ocean-like patience turned into a tsunami.

The anger and pain in his eyes.

I'd never seen it before.

That 18-year-old boy had told me something that was beyond his age.

I'll never forget that.

Don't. They'll kill us.

If there's something more important than life itself, it's freedom.

If you want peace, stay away from humans.

If you want to survive, war against them.

Oy!

After that incident, the atmosphere in the prison changed forever.

In here, there used to be betting fights.

The white colour is a symbol of peace.

But in here, it represented the screams for blood.

Whoever won those matches, was the king of this prison.

He would get anything he asked for.

But if he won...

Everyone in the prison were kings for a month.

Boss, he's getting released tomorrow.

Today's our last chance.

Tell the entire prison that there's a movie screening today.

Also, go to the admission room, I've commissioned a wild animal.

Today, he's the hero.

I killed my girl's father.

Disgusting!

You'll never prosper.

Brother, there's a movie screening.

Bring whatever valuable things you have.

Now's the right time to make money in the prison.

What's the point of paying for just a movie?

'A son worthy of his mother'

[CROWD ERUPTING IN SCREAMS]

You mentioned a movie.

You've brought me to watch a fight?

Hey!

This isn't an ordinary movie you see out in the theatres.

There's a lot of demand for these movies.

One show. Worth your money.

- Shall I enquire? - Don't.

If you go now, they'll thrash you hard.

Go. Place a bet.

Brother, bet on the man thrashing.

No. Not him.

If he started to fight, hospital beds

in the prison would awaits its patients.

You think I mean the guy thrashing?

He might be a mighty hero.

There might be fans screaming in support for him.

But you have come here looking for...

The one getting beaten up.

The villain.

Bet on the guy getting thrashed.

Stop, brother.

If we lose, we'll be made to clean shit.

He's almost dead.

I'll slap you stinky mouth!

Shut it and place a bet on him!

The arrogance in your words and that cocky

look on your face haven't faded one bit.

What will you bet with?

Ever seen this before?

Heard of thousand rupees of notes

being showered for a puny pack of beedis.

If he does indeed wake up.

All this blood stained money is yours.

Go and have fun.

THRASH HIM!

Hey!

Twelve years ago.

He walked in here as Vishwa.

And walked out, as Mithra.

His full name was Vishwamithra.

[CROWD ERUPTS IN SCREAMS]

Out there in the world, I might have lost as a teacher.

But I didn't lose when it came to him.

He's my proud student.

I'll take your leave.

Sir.

I forgot to tell you.

The honey cake in this prison is really good.

I made it myself. Have some before you leave.

Khuda Hafiz - May God protect you.

But the reason for the murder this time.

Is not revenge.

But justice.

In his story, my role was to supply the guns.

But I'm unable to figure out what your role in this story is.

Not bad, Sir.

You were stuck in booze for years, and now you've finally sobered up.

Why do they hate me so much?

Why did he kill them so brutally?

I'm here to kill you and take my guy home.

Nothing will happen as per you whim.

You're making a big mistake.

I grew up in your arena.

So I've got a bit of nerve in me.

Thinks he can come to my place and kill me.

I did grow up in your arena.

But.

I wasn't your shadow.

I've come all alone.

Give it!

The moment you held the gun, I knew.

I knew how many bullets were in it.

Looks like you've lost the feel of holding one,

now that you've handed the guns to men like us.

What do you want? To kill me, right?

For having fed me, I'll give you an offer.

Before I change my mind, kill me.

Looks like he was diabetic.

Can't stop peeing even after death. Let him pee in peace.

Don't be seen with such men again.

You won't be around to keep them, will you?

Lakshmi.

As a cop, if you'd saved her...

One wouldn't have lost his daughter.

The other, his love.

None of these murders would've happened today.

He decided to kill all five men who were responsible for her death.

You were one of them.

But you were in pain after losing your daughter.

So, he decided not to kill you.

Hoping you'd suffer the same fate in prison as he did, he

challenged your wife Roopa and invited her to solve the case.

He tried to explain what your involvement in the orphanage scam was.

But what actually happened was a different story.

Nothing ever goes the way we want, does it?

When it came to firing.

I'd made up my mind. It had to be you or me.

So I loaded just one bullet.

Unfortunately, he died.

You spoke way too much.

They're my kids too.

They grew up in the same arena as you did.

Tell me your final wish.

I've dreamt of this for years.

You used to smoke very stylishly.

Back then, I wanted to try it too.

Here.

I ruined those kids' lives for the greed of money.

I lost my daughter too.

I let addiction take over me.

Without even realizing it, I lost my wife too.

Maybe this is the only good thing I've done in my life.

All these days, they walked the wrong path for you.

From now on, let them walk the right path and serve society.

We called you 'Appaji' and treated you like our father.

How did you even feel like killing me?

Dileepana, Gaja, Buguri, Sunil Anna.

All of them disappeared out of the blue.

You said you sent them to Dubai and promised to

send us too, if we followed you for a few days.

I thought even our own parents wouldn't take such good care of us.

But we didn't realise back then.

Appaji, we'll never lose the respect we had for you.

We'll kill anybody you tell us to kill.

But those words should never come from your mouth.

Which means, you shouldn't be around.

Everything is in here.

The powerful weapon.

I'm not asking you to graduate.

With no education or basic knowledge.

Gangsters and politicians are ruling us.

Get educated and enter politics.

Show them what the possibilities are.

Go.

You've committed a lot of sins.

Everybody in here has.

Or will, in the future.

I'm one of them.

Until now, your life had a meaning.

You were a guardian.

You've lost us because of your mistakes.

In the story of these five bullets,

your character was the most important.

Take this.

Go to the other world and beg forgiveness from those you wronged.

Your chapter in this story.

Ends now.

During those dark days, a lot of murders took place.

Unidentified crimes.

Roopa took her last breath in service, while investigating the case.

Rudra? A suspicious side-shot.

Can be called a suicide.

Candidate Advaitha Rishikesh went missing right before the elections.

Enough living a life that isn't yours.

Live a life without a mask from today.

You'll get the satisfaction of having experienced everything.

Who is the monster behind all of this?

Ajji (Grandma), everyone's happy.

Why are you crying?

All these years, seeing these kids suffer, my heart

had turned to stone and my tears had dried up.

But today?

Seeing their happiness, my stone-like heart melted

and it's now flowing out as tears.

God knows whose son he is.

He came to us in the form of god.

He's saving them all.

May God bless him!

I don't know if it's right to say this.

Can the fate of such terrible incidents

have taken birth at this orphanage?

Some questions remained as questions in this village.

Even before some children were born.

The crores of rupees required for their bright future.

Was thrown inside the compound by unknown men.

A Muslim man. A Sanskrit scholar.

His name is Aftab.

Without knowing why, he suffered a

jail sentence for twenty three years.

Today, he was released and he's now joined this orphanage as a teacher.

Trivikrama Chakravarthy.

He lost his eyesight at birth.

But he's written many things in his books,

that aren't visible to our naked eyes.

But none of them were published.

143 books.

They're being published in this orphanage.

Even though they were investigated as criminals.

Their good deeds are coming to light now.

Did they come to light through these murders?

What the murderer did was wrong.

But was it for good or for evil?

Hey.

Was it all your doing?

I know. I do.

You've become a God.

YOU'VE BECOME A GOD!

I'm no god.

Maybe I'm not a human being like you either.

Who are you?

Why did you call me here?

How are you...?

Miss. Chatterbox?

- Vishwa? - Yes.

Dance! Go on dance!

Enough. I'm tired.

I kept thinking of all of you. Where's Lakshmi?

The police, this village, and you.

The monster you're all looking for is me.

I called you to tell you everything.

I'll see you.

My time, ends today.

His hatred had meaning.

So, I helped him.

But the meaning to my father's death?

All their deaths were in my hands.

My death? In his hands.

That is the law of nature.

My revenge begins now.

Maybe saying this is wrong.

But this is just my perspective.

If all of this happened for a girl.

Then instead of calling it a revenge story.

Can we call it a beautiful love story?