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(piercing title music)

(bike approaching)

(peacock calling)

(intense music)

(yelps)

Are you from Kerala?

Only the vehicle is from Kerala.

Won't you get down from the vehicle?

(Muthu clears throat)

Move over a little.

(whimsical score)

How come you have so much money?

What do you do?

I'm into the dung business.

How can you make so much money from the dung business?

He has hid money in every gap of the vehicle.

(pendant clinking)

That's gold-plated.

I can see that.

Where else have you hidden the money?

Nope.

You took everything.

Do you have any in your underwear?

I haven't worn one. Do you want to see?

No, no.

Hey, did you check or not?

-We got everything. -All done.

I shouldn't see you around here anymore.

Leave, leave!

Go on. Move it. What?

Go on, go on!

Go on! Go on!

6,000, 7,000, 8,000...

Hey, let's split it. Give me the money.

No way.

-Each one keeps what they took. -(engine starts)

But didn't you bring us here saying we will split it evenly?

(man) He's gone back on what he promised.

I don't get this.

What are you saying?

Hey, there are four of us and you're alone.

How can you get past us?

Even though I'm alone, I have a knife. Say it again!

Do you think you won't return to the village after this?

What will you do if I come to the village?

I'll slash you!

(Muthu) Hey!

Hey!

(dramatic music builds)

Hey, haven't you left already?

(music swells)

(magical, orchestral music)

Grab everything.

Let's split it evenly.

(knife clinking)

-(knife squelching) -(man screams in agony)

(screaming continues)

(rhythmic music)

(ambient city traffic)

Sir!

(indistinct chatter)

(police radio chatter)

-Did you call Jessy? -Yeah, I did.

I informed her about Muthu's death.

-Oh! -She said she's out of town.

She said we'll meet in two days.

Is that so?

I'm not involved in this case.

But I remember.

Johny alias Raju, I think.

He and his five gang members got 14 years in prison.

Uh... The witnesses are Bastin, Jibru,

Muthu alias Kaattaan and...

Sivendra was also there.

And there were 50 people.

-I'll give you their addresses. -Sir.

What about this Sivendra?

He went back to Gujarat.

After the 1990 riots, a lot of Gujaratis went back, right?

But their businesses are here.

Locals are managing those businesses.

-Sir, here's MLA Benny's number. -Oh!

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Take photocopies of these.

-(woman) Okay, sir. -Just a minute.

(Vinayan) Write the main witnesses' addresses in English.

(woman) Okay, sir.

-Hello. -(man)Yes.

I'm SI Sidharthan from Tamil Nadu Police.

Can I speak to Mr. Benny, MLA?

The MLA is out of station.

-What's the matter? -Oh!

I need to discuss a case involving

the death of someone he knows in Tamil Nadu.

Sorry, the MLA cannot be reached today.

I'll try calling him and get back to you.

Please call me.

And also, tell him Muthu has died.

-Muthu? -Yes, sir.

The MLA will know.

-Okay. -Thank you.

(crickets chirping)

-Thangamudi. -Sir.

Tell me what information we have so far.

He worked as a bodyguard for a dance group in Madurai.

-After that, he sold goat dung. -Uh-uh!

Huh?

Tell me the year it happened and where.

(Thangamudi clears throat)

Sir, he was a watch mechanic in Oddanchatram in 1997.

In 2005, he was an elephant mahout.

In 2006, he was a manager at a children's orphanage.

Uh... In 2012, he bought goat dung.

In 2013, he was a bodyguard at Kanmani Dance Group. That's it.

(Sidharthan) These are just his avatars?

(Thangamudi) Sir, why does he have the name "Kaattaan"?

It's so confusing.

-Mudi. -Sir.

He paid ₹10 lakh for a worthless idli shop.

-Hmm. -Cash in exchange for goat dung.

Hmm. I don't understand either, sir.

It looks like spending money was his full-time job!

Where did he get money from?

If we know that,

we can trace the killer easily.

(scoffs) If there was a killer!

Why are you speaking like this just after the fourth round?

Sir, is it a suicide then?

(birds chirping)

(phone trilling)

Hello.

Tell me.

(Kaalai Pandiyan) Is it Sittu?

Yes, this is Sittu speaking.

I'm Constable Kaalai Pandian from Periyaveerampatti Police Station

near Theni.

Uh... Tell me, sir. What's the matter?

The manager of Kanmani Dance Group gave me your number.

Oh! What happened, sir? Is there a problem?

There's no problem.

I need to ask you about your colleague.

So, I thought it would be better if I met you in person.

Where can I meet you?

When can I come?

There's a government school near the Theni-Periyakulam Road.

There's a tailoring shop called Sittukuruvi near that.

I'll be here till 5 p.m., sir.

Okay, I'll come. We can discuss other things in person.

Okay.

Whom are you going to meet in person?

Sittukuruvi.

I'll meet her and be right back.

Hey, that's my cap!

Hey, the rice is boiling. Don't let it get mushy.

Okay, I'll take care of it. Don't forget to get two guavas.

Sir.

Our station finally got a case,

and Kaalai Pandian became Sherlock Holmes.

If what he says is true, this must have happened 20 years ago.

We're not able to understand anything, sir.

-Come, let's see what Bastin says. -This is it. We're here, sir.

Sir!

(knocking on door) Sir!

Sir, hello.

(in Malayalam) What?

Is Bastin here? Bastin?

Huh?

Bastin? Bastin?

-I can't hear. -Bastin!

Bastin? I know him.

Oh, good.

He is my elder brother.

He died in the Second World War.

-He's dead? -What?

Yes, he's dead.

There was a different Bastin here. Do you know him?

I've been here for 75 years.

There's no other Bastin here.

No other Bastin was born here.

-Wasn't born? -Wasn't born.

-Wasn't born! -Hey!

Come on.

(Sidharthan scoffs) Fake address.

What is this, sir?

If even an address from a police record is fake,

what will we do? -Hey.

It was a very easy thing to give a fake address in 2006.

Hmm.

Sir.

If we solve this case,

the government will give us ₹10 lakh or ₹20 lakh

as a gift, right?

Huh?

No? Then it'll be good if we just get our salary.

(giggles) It looks awesome, sir.

It's fantastic!

Sir! Let's have a drink and relax!

SITTUKURUVI LADIES' TAILORS

(indistinct chatter)

(bike approaching)

Sittu?

It's me, sir.

I'm the one who called you before.

Uh... My mother is not doing well.

I need to catch the last bus.

You'll make it. That's fine.

How long have you been running this shop?

Sir, it's been there for 20 years.

My mother was taking care of it, but she's unwell now.

Is it?

I got your number from the manager of your dance troupe.

A person named Muthu worked in your troupe, right?

I need information about him.

Why, sir? Did he do anything?

A bomb blast happened in Kerala.

Looks like Muthu is the key eyewitness.

The Kerala Police asked us to investigate.

When we did, we found out he last worked in your dance troupe.

Uh... It's true that he worked in our dance troupe.

-Hmm. -But Muthu left us three years ago.

We don't know where he is and what he's doing.

Do you know his address?

Sir, I don't know.

I have his phone number, but it isn't working either.

Is there anyone else in your dance troupe who knows about Muthu?

Meena might know something.

Oh! Give me Meena's number then. I'll talk to her.

Sir, she changed her number.

She sold her house in the village and moved elsewhere.

She doesn't talk to anyone in the troupe either.

Where is Muthu from?

I don't know about that.

What are you saying?

You both worked together. How can you not know where he's from?

Well... Muthu joined our troupe

on the condition that no one asks anything about him.

He didn't like it if we ever broke that pact.

How did you all hire him without knowing anything about that person?

Muthu is not a bad person.

We can trust him blindly.

Even if he made any mistakes in his life,

I trust him completely.

It would be good if we knew something about Muthu.

When did you meet Muthu for the first time?

(music builds)

Sister!

I don't think we can make it to the programme today.

Stop it. Don't talk nonsense.

No one is coming, as far as I can see.

(mobile phone rings)

Hello.

Sir.

Sir, we are on the bus.

-Huh? -The bus came.

We are both on the bus. It's about to move.

Yes, we are seated, sir. Hey, come sit next to me.

We're on the way.

(tense exhale)

(Muthu through mic) I got idli vessels and buckets.

You can pair it up with a jug.

I also got a soap box.

You can get whatever you want.

Come one, come all!

Idli vessels, water buckets! Come one, come all!

You got a great offer for your goat dung.

(echoes) Why are such beautiful girls standing here all alone?

We're waiting for the bus.

Get inside my vehicle. You can get down wherever you like.

(playful music)

What?

Forget the share-auto charges, just give me the bus fare.

Where is your vehicle going?

It goes to a lot of places.

Where do you want to go?

(whispering) Sister, there's dung at the back and a buffalo in the front.

-Is it safe to go with him? -(tsks)

(Muthu though mic) What are you murmuring?

Come on, get in.

-Come, let's go. -Okay.

Hurry up, hurry up!

International Goat Dung Association welcomes you.

You trust me already?

Come on! Come on!

Get cash in exchange for goat dung!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Get on the vehicle. Let's go.

Don't miss this amazing chance from the Goat Dung Association.

Get cash for goat dung!

Exchange it for cash or goods.

A shopping complex on the move! Take a look at it.

-Take a look! Take a look! -(scoffs)

Whom are you talking to?

I'm talking to anyone who's listening!

Come one, come all!

Come on, everyone!

Global Goat Dung... What do you do?

We're dancers.

You're dancers?

Could you show me a move?

Turn off the mic and speak.

Can you show me... It's off! It's off!

Show me your dance.

We can't start dancing just like that.

Why not? Dancers should dance, right?

You should give us an advance. You need to pay us for that.

What's the advance amount?

It's ₹1,000.

What's the payment amount?

It's ₹5,000.

-₹6,000 in total? -Yes.

Here you go. This has ₹10,000.

I'll pull over nearby.

I'll play my favourite song.

Perform a dance and leave.

Here.

We can't dance like that.

It's time. We need to go to the programme. Go on.

(groovy music)

(melodic vocalising)

(loud thud)

(crowd cheering)

(announcer through mic) An amazing song!

Why are you so late? Is this the time to come?

Why are you so late? The programme is going on.

He is yelling. Why are you doing this?

No bus was available. We struggled to get here.

Did he arrange a vehicle for us? Go on!

-(announcer) Meena's dance is next! -(crowd clamouring outside)

-(man 1) What? -(man 2) I'll call the police.

(man 3) You'll call the police? Kill him!

What is this?

Bro, why are you wasting your time like he's important?

-Just stab him! -What?

I'll slash you open and hand you your intestines.

-You can give it to the police. -Hey!

-What are you talk-- -Stab him, stab him!

Pull his intestines out.

Stab me.

Do it!

Women are the eyes of this great land!

You can look at them. You can admire them.

You can appreciate them.

But you shouldn't pounce on them.

Get it?

Go!

Go.

You were pretty eager.

Is this why you fought?

(yelps) Oh, God!

Go.

Go... Go away!

Go sit in the front.

Sit in the front and watch.

Go!

(melodious music)

(crowd cheering)

(upbeat song "Enna Maanamulla Ponnu" playing)

(crowd cheering)

-He might be here, right? -We're leaving.

(man 1) I don't know what happened. It's ringing.

-(man 2) Uncle, call him. -(man 1) He's not picking up.

Hey, try again.

Uncle, what's happening here?

-Where's the vehicle? -It's ringing. Wait, dear.

-Just a minute. Don't get angry. -What is this?

Don't get angry.

You always do this. We're so tired after dancing.

What can we do if there's no vehicle?

-He might be drunk or something. -Hey, listen to me!

-You keep doing this! -Please don't shout!

-Think we can't dance anywhere else? -Just a minute. Wait.

-I'm trying. -You make

-so much money using us, don't you? -(man) Just a minute.

Why can't you buy a vehicle?

-The vehicle will come. Wait! -You get lost!

(vehicle idling)

Do you need my help?

Should I drop you off?

Turn off your vehicle for a minute.

I need to talk to you about something important.

Son, please come.

Our driver is drunk and asleep.

We need to be dropped off in Madurai.

If you're okay with it,

we need a driver and a vehicle.

You may need to travel to many villages with us.

Will you join our troupe?

(playful music)

What are you thinking about?

Am I someone who does nothing?

I have a business.

Don't I need to think?

Is scooping dung from everywhere a business?

Why not work a decent job with us instead?

I could be scooping dung or dirt.

That's my business, and I'm the boss.

If I join you, I'll be an employee.

You're asking for help.

How can you be so arrogant?

(muttering) Hey, be quiet.

I'll come when you want, pick you up and drop you off.

But you shouldn't ask where I'm going, what I'm doing,

or where I'm from.

I need a separate room with a fan.

-Hmm. -Pay me whatever you can afford.

-Okay. -Is it okay?

-Yes. -Don't make me do extra work.

-It won't happen. -Is it okay?

Yes.

-Okay? -Yes.

-Get in. -Good!

Get in.

(upbeat song playing)

(Meena) 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

1, 2, 3, 4... Hey!

We keep repeating the same dance.

We can try different dance steps, right?

-(tsks) Show us then. -Can we dance like this?

Okay.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!

1, 2, 3, 4...

Where's my room?

Uh...

Wait for a minute.

We'll be right back.

Don't delay it. I have a lot of work.

Okay.

Yesterday, we promised him a room. What should we do now?

We should've thought twice before telling him.

If we give him the only available room, what will we do?

Can we stay in our manager's room?

Huh? With that Dreamy Diva?

She'd brag nonstop, claiming that

Michael Jackson called her to the US and Jackie Chan called her to Japan!

(scoffs) We got a driver with a vehicle.

And for such a low salary.

-We shouldn't let him go. Okay?

-Hmm. -Come.

Come.

Here... Stay in this room.

-Is there any other room here? -No.

(cheerful music)

What happened?

(sighs)

This suits me better. I like it breezy.

I have a lot to do.

Where are you going now?

A lot of dung has piled up in Kovilpatti.

As the leader of the association, I'll go take a look.

Get me a cupboard.

(traffic droning)

You know how to drive, right?

Why did you bring me along?

You're the driver, right?

I'm a driver only for my vehicle.

(Meena) I'll pay you extra for the extra work.

Now, go on.

I'm not saying this for money.

I'm speaking up for my rights.

Do it as a favour.

(Sittu) Muthu joined us as a driver.

But he became one of us soon enough.

He became so close that our dance troupe meant nothing without him.

-So... -(bus honks)

Sir, the bus is about to depart.

I'll get going.

(phone trilling)

(mobile phone rings)

Kaalaiya, tell me.

Sir, I came to meet Sittu from the dance troupe.

Did you get any information?

No, sir. He was close to this troupe.

She speaks well of him.

I wanted to speak with her more.

But she left, saying her mother was unwell.

Hey, don't let her go.

Keep trying.

See if you get any information. Okay?

-(crickets chirping) -(party music playing in distance)

(upbeat music in distance)

(man) Every village in Kerala should have a proper sports complex.

That is my dream.

I can get around ₹1,200 crore allocated for that.

-(woman) That would be great. -(speaks Arabic)

-Yeah, yeah! Sure. -Are you okay with this?

I love the deal!

I'm going to sing a song for you!

(man laughs)

-Enjoy, enjoy! -He has the power to hang you.

-Because he's a soodit! -Okay, okay.

-Mabrook! -(man) Yeah.

Let's see how he's gonna punish me.

Thank you, thank you.

It works.

(shrieks) Hey!

Sir!

You're a naughty girl!

-Yes, sir. -Forget the salute. Give me a hand.

(in Malayalam) Come.

Why did you call me?

-A man from Tamil Nadu called. -Hmm.

-He wanted to meet the MLA. -Hmm.

Muthu, the man you know, is dead.

They asked me to inform you about this.

(melancholic string note)

(vehicle approaching)

(man shouting) Hey, hey!

-(elephant trumpeting) -(men shouting)

(men screaming)

(crowd screaming)

(resonant elephant growl)

(elephant trumpeting aggressively)

(chain clanking)

Can you shoot it from this far?

I can shoot from here. It'll be difficult if people come in between.

Quickly move the people out of the way.

The chains are about to break!

(chain uncoiling)

(crowd shouting)

(crowd clamouring)

(man 1) Hey!

He's going to shoot the elephant.

-Step back. -(man 2) Move away.

(man 1) Move away, everyone!

(crowd screaming in terror)

Stay, elephant!

-Don't shoot! -(Muthu) Stay!

Sit down! Sit down, elephant!

Sit down, elephant! Sit.

Sit! Mm-hmm.

Sit, sit.

Muthu!

Sit down, elephant.

Ganesha, sit down. Sit!

Ganesha!

(elephant trumpeting)

(rhythmic triumphant music)

(triumphant music swells)

(Closed Captions by Planetcast Media)