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Don't fall asleep.

The comet will appear any minute now.

Please, Soo…

I'm not interested in any comet.

Let me sleep.

Comets are very rare, you idiot.

This one appears once every 70 years!

Don't fall asleep.

There it is.

That's an airplane!

The next time this comet appears,

you'll see it with your children and grandchildren.

By then, we'll already be on the other side of that comet and stars.

Please, Papa, I don't want to hear this stuff.

Why not, my dear?

This is the eternal truth.

We will pass away much before you.

There it is.

Ashok!

Get up.

Where will the children sleep once they're back, if you sleep here?

Where are you going?

School. Where else?

Mona, please.

I'm getting late.

Sir, our hunch was correct.

There are two people behind this murder, not one.

We're looking for two people.

Are you sure?

We found fingerprints of four people in the car.

Two belonging to people other than the children.

Of the two, one set of fingerprints is incomplete.

We don't know why though.

This car was stolen.

The door handle was tampered with.

These people were well prepared.

Seeing the state of the car,

it seems like there was quite a struggle between them.

We'll have a clearer picture once we get the blood reports.

We'll have to wait till then.

We can't wait, Dr. Baruah. We don't have time.

We need to find them. Right now.

We've found something else, sir.

This is the murder weapon, sir.

It was manufactured pre-independence.

Shri Mohanlal Sodhi Chooranwala.

Yes, sir.

Sir, Chooranwala is the strongest lead we have right now.

We're searching for him.

You already know what the situation is like, Jayprakash.

Plus, we're looking for two murderers now.

Sir, we've found the car and the murder weapon,

we'll find the murderers as well.

If we don't, I'll go and give the case file to Inspector Chauhan myself.

Please have faith, sir.

-I'm sure someone had faith in you and-- -Will you let me speak?

Forty-eight hours.

Not a minute more, Jayprakash.

-Right? -That is enough, sir.

Father, I want one more.

Give him one too.

Wahe Guru Ji.

No, I don't want.

But, thank you.

You're mad at me, why take it out on the food?

No, Babu.

I'm not angry at the food.

I'm just surprised to see you

eating so calmly.

Especially after what we've done.

Do you want dal, brother?

Come on, drop the anger now.

I said I'm sorry.

And what are you sorry for, bro? Tell me.

-For busting your head with that bottle. -Damn the bottle!

The boy, Johnny…

the one you ripped apart. What about him, Babu?

We didn't even get any money,

on top of that, we had to leave the city!

That boy was dumb.

He wouldn't have ratted us out.

Babu, every time I close my eyes,

I can see him shitting on the tracks.

Earlier, I was struggling just to survive,

now it's a struggle to sleep too!

You're right.

I made a mistake.

I lost my temper.

I can't help it.

Rajjo,

you know…

I've been hotheaded since childhood.

I've… never had a father.

My mother burned to death in the kitchen.

See this.

Even my hand got burned.

And the lines on my palm got erased.

What can I do?

I don't deserve your forgiveness.

Your forgiveness--

I am so stupid.

I am so stupid!

I am so stupid!

I am so stupid!

I don't deserve any forgiveness. I am so stupid!

Babu, have you lost your mind?

What are you doing?!

Everyone's staring, Babu.

Don't fight, boy.

Forgive your friend.

Babu, mend your ways.

Rajjo…

from now on I will do just as you say.

I'll eat whatever I get,

and work very hard.

-I swear on you. -Shut up.

Sorry, God.

Don't swear on me.

You freaked out when I swore on you, didn't you, Rajjo?

Hey…

and he smiles and forgives me!

And…

look at the bright side, we're in Delhi now.

You'd keep whining about Delhi while we were in Bombay.

And now look, we're in Delhi.

We will do as you say. Okay?

Babu, I have a friend here.

He's a singer at a five-star hotel.

I'm sure he'll help us.

You have a friend at a five-star?!

Great.

Do you want dal, brother?

Give me some.

Him too.

We pray to God

for Suman, Sahil,

their parents, and their family.

May their souls rest in peace.

Rashmi.

Daily, Suman used to sing, but today…

Lamps are lit in your name

Lamps are lit in your name

They glow in your grace

They glow in your grace

Not on paper, nor in any idol

Not on paper, nor in any idol

You dwell within the heart

You dwell within the heart

Speak to her.

Mona…

Hi.

How are you?

We didn't think you'd come.

I mean, come to school so soon.

I meant to call you.

But thought I'll go over to your house and meet you in person.

But it's been raining so much…

I just can't believe what happened to our children.

I'm sorry, Mona.

Sorry for what?

For Sahil and Suman…

Suman is going to sing on the radio, at 7:00 p.m. today.

Make sure you listen.

This job is quite risky.

Don't worry about money.

I just want the job done.

It will be done, Mr. Arora.

But…

think about it once more.

Advance.

The children were kidnapped in a stolen green car.

They were then taken to the ridge area.

Our investigation has revealed that the incident

which occurred on Friday night,

was carried out by two individuals.

Investigation is on in full swing.

-What do we know about the suspects, sir? -SI Jayprakash.

We've located Chooranwala, sir.

In Chandni Chowk, near Parathewali Gali.

The police are doing their work.

You will be notified when there's any new update.

-Sir… -What do you want to know?

-What else? -Tell us…

That's all the information we have right now.

Are you in a hurry?

Are you going for a raid or something?

I don't have permission to talk to the Press.

Press?

I'm not the Press. I'm your fan, sir.

Come on, give me a tiny sensational tip at least.

The name of the murderers. Whether they're from Delhi or not.

Fine. Write it down.

Tell me.

Jai and what's his name… Veeru,

were last spotted in Ramgarh.

Very funny.

You have a sharp sense of humor, SI Jayprakash.

I've picked it up from you, Nisar madam.

This place.

Is this Chooranwala's shop?

I'm sick of hearing…

about "Chooranwala"!

Don't be rude, Ma. They are the police!

I am sorry, sir.

All day, people come looking for Chooranwala.

But he isn't here anymore.

If not here, where can we find him?

-Mohanlal Sodhi? -Mohanlal is dead.

Must be in hell.

Let me talk.

Mohanlal has passed away, sir.

He made a lot of money selling digestive medicine to the British.

Now his son Ballu is around.

Where do I even start about him, sir?

Tell him the truth.

Ballu was a big man-slut!

He was after all the boys in the neighborhood.

Everyone was out to get him.

He was driven away.

Will you be quiet?

Sir, that jerk was involved with a guy from the neighborhood.

What was his name…

Dhaniram.

That's right. Dhaniram.

What a shame, he squandered away his father's money.

He sold off the house and the shop to me.

One minute. Where can I find his son?

I have no idea, sir.

He disappeared without a trace.

Must be getting his butt screwed, wherever he is.

What did you say his name is?

Ballu.

Ballu Sodhi Chooranwala.

Hotel Five-star.

This is the five-star hotel!

Bastard!

I present to you…

Pyare Mohan!

Applause!

Pyare! Pyare!

Pyare! Pyare!

Your youth will take my breath away

Tell me, what am I to do with my beauty?

When you're in my arms The world fades away

When I'm in your arms You're all that I see

My heart is fragile, don't torment it so…

Pyare! Pyare!

Rajjo! Rajjo!

Pyare!

This bastard is your childhood friend?

I should've known.

It happens, man. Maybe he had no choice.

The world is a cruel place.

It can turn someone into rat-killer.

Or into a sex worker!

Look at that guy.

Your tresses tease me…

That jerk's all set to bang your friend tonight.

He has come prepared.

You keep ignoring my signals

Please just say yes

You tease me with your words

I'm carefree

This lover and his antics

I understand now

Half-asleep we were, today we wake

Lost together, yet free

Where you are, I am, my love

What a shame, Pyare.

I was so embarrassed in front of my friend.

I'd spoken so highly of you, but you…

you've become a bloody sex worker!

Rajjo, you've started using such filthy language, brother.

This is my pursuit of music.

It's called "selling your butt" in Bombay, darling.

Who is he?

I am his guru.

My friend from Bombay.

He's in Delhi to set up his business.

Everyone wants to set up a business here, Rajjo.

But this is Delhi.

It's been looted seven times, and still does, every day.

Sit.

Pyare! Where are you going?

Buzz off!

Bastard!

Told you, he's a friend.

-Let's go. -Forget it.

Bastard!

I'll rip your bloody shirt apart!

The husband said, "These are all lies, Your Honor.

I haven't said anything to my wife in 18 months.

I'm waiting for her to shut up, so that I can speak!"

Wow!

I'll take your leave, friends. See you.

-Okay, sir. -Alright.

Bye, sir.

I've been looking for you, sir.

I know. That's why I'm avoiding you.

-Sir, please give me two minutes. -We'll speak at work tomorrow.

And please don't follow me like this.

Sir, I'm not following you.

I want to speak to you about my article.

We're publishing Sen's story this time.

Sen's story, sir?

Sir, that red scooter angle is a dead end.

He simply gave the children a lift till Polo Club.

He's not connected to the case otherwise.

This is a new piece of information in the case, Nisar.

The police don't want us to know this,

but people want to know more about this.

Bring the car around.

The children's photos and other details

were all obtained through my sources.

I should get a shared byline at least.

It's not about the details, it's about getting substance.

What's so special about getting the children's photo?

It would've come out sooner or later.

Okay.

Get me a new angle for this case,

and the byline is yours.

Okay?

Take me home.

I'll be back in two minutes, Javed.

Auntie?

You're here!

-Wow. -God bless you.

How are you?

I could smell the aroma of your cooking outside.

I've got besan laddoos for you.

She almost missed the train because of your besan laddoos, brother.

Oh my God! Who's this tall lady?

I wanted to visit the Vaishno Devi temple.

Thought we'd spend a day with you and then go.

Your father might not stay in touch, but I'm his sister after all.

Where is Baba?

Your father has itchy feet, he can't stay put in one place.

After we got home from the station, he left with his bag.

Your mother had the same complaint.

I have the same complaint against you.

Why only for a day?

You're the one who is always busy, and you ask "why"!

Sorry. I'll go change my clothes.

Everyone in Indore is talking about what happened here in Delhi.

What happened to the children is terrible.

Imagine this happening in the Capital!

I want to pursue my studies here in Delhi, brother.

I've even picked up an admission form.

Forget about it.

I won't send my child to this slaughter house!

Ma!

Don't be scared,

this is a cop's house.

Nothing will happen.

That was also an army officer's house, but that didn't stop them.

Anyway, forget about it.

Some really good marriage proposals are coming in for you.

I have to leave now. I'll see you tonight.

Have a laddoo before you leave!

All is well.

-She must be a big girl now. -Where do I begin…

She must've become very naughty now.

All day.

Auntie is visiting. Where have you been?

I'd gone to deliver food for SP sir.

Because he loves a good kofta curry.

-Why don't you come upstairs? -Baba…

I beg you, please stop worrying about my meals.

And please don't come to the police station anymore.

"Delivering food to SP sir."

What's with this drama?!

Drama?

You won't get it.

It's important to stay in touch. To be around.

You're the one who doesn't get it.

There's a difference between pleasing and flattering someone!

I got this case after a lot of struggle.

It's not a case of petty theft.

If you can't encourage me, at least don't make me look stupid.

When Father found out I wanted to pursue music,

he cut off all ties with me.

So I packed my bags and came to Delhi.

And this is what you started doing once you got here.

Male sex worker!

Let him talk.

Talk, Pyare.

Get it off your chest.

Where do I even start?

Childhood was the best time, Rajjo.

The village.

Those lanes…

and your beautiful sister.

You won't believe it, Babu bhai.

When his sister would go to fetch water,

half the village would land up at the river, for their bath.

After Emergency,

everything changed.

Forget about the past, Pyare.

Tell us about the present.

Babu bhai, do you know…

when I found out, those snip doctors had got to Rajjo--

What nonsense are you saying?! Nonsense!

Sit down, Rajjo. Sit.

What were you saying? What did they do to Rajjo?

-You don't know about it? -About what?

Everyone in the village knows.

About what?

They snipped off Rajjo's--

I'll bust your balls, you bastard!

His gun fires blank ones!

This bastard is drunk!

You're drunk!

I had a hunch.

Look at your friends, Babu… bunch of bloody cripples and eunuchs!

Okay, okay, Rajjo.

I'll be quiet now. I swear on our friendship.

-Sit. -Let go.

Let go of him, sit down.

Come on, sit.

Let me see.

Keep talking.

I finally landed a job as a singer in a bar, Babu bhai.

One day, they told me…

"Sing like a woman, Pyare."

Soon, they told me…

"Dance like a woman, Pyare."

-Then-- -"Let me screw your butt, Pyare."

You bloody sex worker.

Hey!

I'm not a sex worker.

No one respects artists!

I could rent this place only after I told them I'm a waiter.

All because of that bloody jerk,

Chooranwala Ballu Sodhi!

That scoundrel is always harassing me

and saying dirty things.

He's made life hell for me, Babu.

Bloody good-for-nothing son of a rich father!

Rich? How rich?

Hey, Mr. Artist.

How rich is this guy?

Very rich…

owns a mansion dating back to the British rule.

Bloody foo…

The perpetrator of a crime will bring something into the crime scene,

and leave with something from it.

Forensic science operates on this very principle.

Simply put, we can say--

JP sir.

You asked to meet me, doctor?

Yes, I want to show you something.

It's the third time it has gone today.

It might go again, doctor.

In India, electricity still behaves like a guest who drops in occasionally.

The fiber and blood samples indicate

the children were seated on the rear seat.

See this.

Blood.

The children were attacked from the front, multiple times.

Interestingly, on the front seat we found

the children's blood and fingerprints.

The blood on the children's umbrella

is that of the murderers.

That means, Sahil and Suman fought back.

They didn't just fight back.

This blood loss indicates,

they grievously injured the murderers,

so much so that…

That…

they might have needed to go to a hospital?

Thank you.

Fine, I believe you.

But if this tip turns out to be false…

Tell me the address.

Yes.

Okay.

Bye.

-Hello, madam. -Hello.

JP sir isn't here. The others have also left.

I saw.

Is something going on, Mr. Singh?

Madam, we've been instructed not to reveal anything.

They're always issuing some instruction or the other.

Tell me something at least.

I promise to treat you to chole-bhature from Lallan's shop.

Sir will turn me into a bhatura, madam.

I'm already stuck in a mess.

Fine.

Tell JP sir that I was here.

-I had some urgent work with him. -Sure. Bye.

Madam…

-Are you going to the hostel? -Yes.

I'm going that way. I can drop you.

Okay.

You won't get a bus at this hour, madam.

Plus, it's not safe to ask for a lift.

Let's have a cup of tea near my hostel.

What mess are you stuck in, Mr. Singh?

Where do I even start, madam?

Many people have been calling up, saying they've seen the Arora children.

Most of them are completely false.

Some say they were spotted on a train. Some say, at a fair.

Someone said that he saw them fighting with two men in a car.

Four different calls are coming in from the same number!

And I'm stuck manning the telephone alone.

You're right, Mr. Singh.

People badmouth the police for no reason.

The police can't be present everywhere!

Exactly.

By the way, who all have been calling you?

Someone had called from New Delhi station, madam.

Some Chanda…

Dr. Sehgal was on duty on Friday night, sir.

-Let's go. -Come.

There was a sudden spike of malaria cases from the slum nearby.

So we were taking emergency cases only.

That's when these two men turned up and…

both of them had deep wounds.

We sent them to get an X-ray.

After the tests, these men suddenly disappeared.

They didn't even take the X-ray reports.

Anything about them that stood out?

Appearance maybe?

One was tall,

the other is about 5.5 feet tall.

And yes, one man's hand had burn scars.

An old scar.

He was speaking in a strange accent.

Don't think he was from around here.

First they said, they'd gotten into a fight.

Then they said, it was a car accident.

But the wounds didn't look like those from a car accident.

I had my suspicions, so I informed the police.

I've called that Havildar, he's waiting outside.

What are you doing, Rathor?! This is a hospital.

There was a telephone call to the police station that night, sir.

Did you write down a report on the two men?

Report?

No, sir…

I didn't write a report.

I didn't think it was important.

What?

You didn't think it was important?

Do you think you're the Collector?!

Who are you to decide if it's important or not?

Do you have any idea what happened because of your carelessness?

Why are you quiet?

Tell us what else happened.

They said they are friends.

That their car got into an accident,

and didn't want the hassle of dealing with the police because they're poor.

But I've written down all their details.

Here.

I'm very thorough with my work.

Their names…

Pyare Kumar and Mohan Kumar.

I'll get their sketches ready, sir.

I've written down their address.

Get ready for a raid at this address.

Sir, there was a lot of chaos at the hospital that night.

You had also come for the identification that day.

It was an unintentional mistake.

Please forgive me.

Were those two men here, at that time?

Yes, sir.

Get off!

Hold him.

You bloody Ballu!

You're done for!

My friends will teach you a lesson today.

What's the bloody emergency?

Bastard.

Why the hell are you banging on the door?

Wait.

You?

My darling, my sweetheart.

I didn't think your heart of stone would ever melt.

But Ballu Sodhi's love worked its magic.

Why are you staring at me?

What would you like to drink? Tell me.

Your blood, you scoundrel!

And I'm not alone.

You sex worker, I see you've brought along other sissies with you.

Ballu Sodhi,

I've had enough.

Enough.

Did you think Pyare doesn't have any friends?

That Pyare is all alone?

That Pyare is a wuss?

Do you also think, Pyare is a wuss?

-Bastard! -Calm down, brother.

One minute.

Stop, it's a request.

I pushed you earlier, I'm sorry for that.

You want to screw him, right?

Go ahead.

What are you saying, Babu?

You bastard!

Don't interrupt me, darling!

Go ahead and screw him.

I think you deserve it.

But you can't get it for free.

He's a sex worker…

but I'm a businessman.

Thousand rupees in cash,

and he's yours.

You can screw him all you want,

I don't care.

I'll tell the people at the bar,

he's gone to his village.

So? Do you want him?

What great friends you have, Pyare!

You're not too bad yourself, you pimp.

You got good stuff too.

What say I screw all three, one at a time?

You'll enjoy it so much,

you'll be the one paying me!

If your name is Ballu,

then mine is Babu too, you bastard!

Bastard!

You're the wuss!

Hit him, you bastard!

Hit him!

-Bastard! -Hit him, you bastard!

Pyare, get the rope and tie him!

Rajjo, get the rope. Get the rope.

Sir,

there's no one here.

This place is empty.

Over here, sir.

What the hell is this?

Babu?

Babu…

I don't see anything here.

Have you been robbed already, fatso?

Rich?

More like a beggar from the British era!

Babu.

Babu.

Babu.

A bloody ten on ten!

Hold this, Chaubey ji.

Mohanlal Sodhi Chooranwala.

Those scoundrels were right here.

What the hell!

He ditched us.

You're a wuss, and your friend is a bigger wuss.

If you're friends with such losers, everything is bound to blow up.

Babu.

Your words. One should always be stylish even when coming out of mother's womb.

Use the right line at the right time.

Don't waste them, you scoundrel.