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(sentimental music)
(Avinash) There comes a case in every police officer's career
that changes the course of their life.
This was the case for me.
Bandit king, Abhay Gujjar. The king of Badlands!
More than fifty murders, loot, smuggling.
There wasn't a single crime which Abhay Gujjar hadn't committed.
We set out to bring him in, though he had eluded
the police of three states for three decades.
And in his own empire.
With a broken family,
and a team that did not share the same spirit as me.
But being a devotee of Mahakaal,
I wasn't going to let anything stop me.
I set out and placed my bet on my best player.
(intriguing music)
Sir, is Kabir not joining the mission?
Kabir has been on a mission for the past two days.
Here. Read it.
(suspenseful music)
Come, Master-ji. I've been waiting for you.
Write a letter for me.
First and foremost, write, glory to Goddess Bhawani.
Glory to Goddess Bhawani.
(Gujjar) Now write... Respected brother...
you are informed that your younger brother...
What's your name, son?
It's Kabir Gupta.
Kabir Gupta has been abducted by
bandit king Abhay Gujjar.
If you want him safe and sound...
Send ₹10 lakh to the bandit king's court
within a week.
The concluding information will be passed on to you.
Guruji, this is one thing I don't like about you.
You hatch your plans in secret and drop them like a bomb.
You are laughing now.
Brother, you put Kabir's life in danger.
Nothing will happen to Kabir.
He has the blessings of several women.
(laughs)
Utter nonsense!
Get up. Come.
Glory to Goddess Bhawani.
Come on.
Come on!
(suspenseful music)
Boss.
Tiwari, you did not raise your son properly.
(suspenseful music builds)
That's why your son cared least about you.
Listen to me. You'll get the money.
Let me go. Have mercy on me...
Now look, Tiwari.
- (gunshot fires) - (Kabir screams)
(Kabir sobbing)
Sister...
Leave me. Let me go.
(Kabir) Save me.
(Gujjar laughing)
Be quiet, boy.
Or the trigger will go off.
It's not your turn today.
(Kabir sobbing)
Listen, son.
Will your brother pay up?
Yes... Yes, he will.
- Get down! - (intriguing music)
♪ You are fearless, fear nothing ♪
♪ Conquer all obstacles ♪
♪ Unleash your fierce form And strike everyone down ♪
♪ Pick up your weapon And eliminate your enemies ♪
♪ Hold the flag of truth high ♪
♪ Keep your resolve steadfast ♪
♪ And walk with confidence On the battlefield ♪
♪ Don't let evil triumph ♪
(title montage)
(man 1) This is the '86 batch.
And this is the 1988 batch.
This guy works in my hospital.
(suspenseful music builds)
RMA Hostel.
Vaibhav Tyagi.
He was a good student of our college.
A very genius student.
Only, his mind was on a different track.
Like conducting various experiments.
He once mixed up a concoction and injected his own friend.
(flesh squelches)
(tense music builds)
Then we were forced to dismiss Vaibhav from college.
(phone buzzes)
Hello.
Hello, Dr. Verma.
Ms. Suman. Hello.
To what do I owe this call?
Sir, what is the name of your assistant?
Sharda Awasthi. Why?
I think he's concealed his real identity.
You should check his documents again.
I found out from Delhi Institute that he changed his name.
He was also rusticated from college.
(eerie music)
- (man 2) I've a question, Uncle. - (man 3) Go ahead.
How feared is Abhay region in this region?
- He's feared a lot. - Is it?
Don't ask. People here are deeply distressed.
I see.
He reigns over the villages within 40 miles.
- He killed 18 men together. - 18 men.
- Is it? - Yes.
(man 3) He kills men, abducts children,
and also demands ransom.
(suspenseful music)
(man woos)
Greetings, Brother.
Uh... A top officer has arrived from the city with his entire team.
For me?
Yes, Brother.
What is his name?
His name is Avinash Mishra, UP STF.
(Gujjar laughs)
Meaning, Gujjar's terror is spreading.
(henchmen together) Well said.
(Gujjar laughs)
Gujjar is like an illusion.
I, Bhairon Singh,
have been trying for the past seven years to arrest him.
But I couldn't even get a glimpse of his shadow.
You guys are the city police.
You will get yourself entangled in
the thorny wilderness of the badlands.
- He's right about that. - (all laughing)
(regional folk song)
(regional folk song continues)
(Gujjar) Son...
Yes, Brother.
Your brother hasn't sent a reply yet.
Is it?
But he will, Brother.
Pray to Goddess Bhawani that he does.
Because if he doesn't,
you will get the same death sentence as Tiwari.
No, Brother. I am too dear to my brother.
Who knows! At times like these, brothers turn on brothers.
- Isn't it? - (henchmen) Yes, Brother.
(Avinash) We didn't come here to catch a dacoit.
We came here on a holiday.
And if Bhairon Singh couldn't catch him in the past seven years,
how the hell are we going to catch him?
(all laughing)
- That's absolutely right, sir. - That's right.
(Baig) Greetings.
Mr. Baig, what brings you here?
The thing about me is,
I'm always wandering around in search of news.
Then I have some news for you.
Tell me.
The entire STF team from the city is here to arrest Abhay Gujjar...
Okay.
They came with force and left empty-handed.
(tense music)
(Bhairon laughing)
(intriguing music)
I didn't join the police force to iron clothes.
Son, you got to look sharp to stay in the headlines.
Got it, sir.
Pick up. Pick up, Lala!
That bloody Lala is not answering his phone.
Relax, sir. I'll try calling him.
- Try again. - Yes.
It's connected, sir.
Lala, you asshole. Why weren't you picking up my calls?
Where the hell were you?
(Lala) Mr. Nandlal, be patient.
He's not some piece of cake which I can hand over.
These things take time.
If you don't find him, I will f...
(Lala) You can fuck my mother.
But let me tell you, my mother died five years ago.
Hang up, motherfucker!
(intriguing music)
(soft music)
♪ This restless heart Is swaying to your rhythm ♪
♪ While the body burns In a silent fire ♪
♪ The cruel one... ♪
♪ Teases me all night long ♪
♪ The cruel one... ♪
♪ Torments me throughout the night ♪
♪ Torments me using your name ♪
♪ Doesn't listen to a word I say ♪
♪ This restless heart ♪
♪ This restless heart Is swaying to your rhythm ♪
♪ While the body burns ♪
♪ In a silent fire ♪
Jai Hind, sir.
What is the update on the Nikhil murder case?
The reports have arrived.
But the fingerprints on the compass belongs to Nikhil.
So according to the reports, Nikhil stabbed himself.
Hmm?
You are accusing a police officer's son of such a serious crime.
Do you know whose son he is? Avinash Mishra's.
I respect Avinash sir.
But all the evidence is pointing against Varun.
And I'm just doing my duty, sir.
What duty?
Your so-called duty could cost me my reputation and my job.
You're a woman and an attractive one at that.
No one will question you.
But I will be completely ruined.
Point your investigation in the right direction.
Understand?
Yes, sir.
(tense music)
Sharda, what are you eating?
Beans. Would you like some, sir?
No, thank you.
- Do you cook yourself? - Yes, sir.
Do you live alone?
(eerie music)
What's the matter, sir?
You're showing a keen interest in my life today?
(Verma laughs)
I'd talk to the living if only the dead would give me a break.
I am only asking now since I got some time off.
Where did you work before this?
I used to work as a male assistant at a clinic.
Is it?
And you gained all this knowledge from working there?
How did a male assistant gain this kind of knowledge?
Well, sir, I had a thing for learning.
I learnt from you. I consider you my Guru.
Then how did you miss the drug in Bhaati's post-mortem?
(intense music)
It's all right.
Next time, pay more attention to your job.
I'll go get my lunch.
(eerie music)
(bell rings)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
Okay, sir. I'll call you back.
- All right, sir. - Right.
Core team.
What information did you gather?
Sir, Gujjar's terror has spread in all directions.
He has eliminated several families.
He keeps changing his location.
So tracking him is a tough job.
Rani?
Sir, according to my information, women are his weakness.
(man 4) Yes, the most vivid story is about Gujjar and his wives.
(laughs)
Sir, isn't it unbelievable? Wives!
(man 4) Yes. He has a total of four wives.
- One of them is only seventeen. - Imagine.
Four wives...
and Gujjar's 46.
And look at this Rathi. Shame on me!
Should we get you remarried, Rathi?
Forget about me and focus on your marriage.
You can't handle your own marriage and want to get me remarried.
What choice do I have when she isn't ready to listen?
Should I take a wedding procession?
What did you say?
She is your wife.
It's your duty. Convince her.
Listen...
She didn't leave you by choice.
Whose fault is it? Yours.
Understood?
(sentimental music)
Rathi... Stop lecturing me.
Giving advice costs nothing. It's an easy job.
I know what I did and what I didn't.
Don't you fucking...
(tense music builds)
Interfere in my personal matters next time!
Hey... Avinash...
Avinash...
(walkie talkie beeps)
- Hello. - Hello. Gujjar?
No. It's Maakhan.
(man 5) Let me speak with Gujjar.
Brother is busy with both his wives.
If I interrupt, he'll first shoot me, then abuse me.
Call back later.
(walkie talkie beeps)
Oh, God.
Hello.
Is he done?
Can your brother come to the phone now?
He's with his third wife now.
I wonder what herb he's swallowed today.
He won't be done so soon.
Call back later.
(women moaning)
(tense music)
(dramatic music)
Madam. How long will you endure all this?
Get some sleep, Maakhan.
Go.
Get some rest.
(melancholic music)
How does this darn thing work?
Can I give you a hand?
I know how it works.
(walkie talkie distorts)
(man 5) Can your brother come to the phone now?
He can't.
Who are you?
His first wife. What do you have to say?
Tell him I am coming to the Bhairon temple tomorrow
with the consignment.
Okay.
Untie my hands.
(tense music builds)
No...
What are you doing?
Don't say a word, bastard!
I'll prove to Gujjar that even I can be a whore like him.
(suspenseful music)
No...
Your husband will kill me. He will chop me to pieces.
I hear you've got some significant influence in these parts.
You heard correctly.
I am the queen of these badlands.
Whom the king pays no attention to.
I have you.
(suspenseful music continues)
Let me go.
He will kill me.
(music intensifies)
(Kabir) Greetings, Brother.
Greetings... Brother.
What happened?
Why are you gasping for breath?
The sight of you leaves me breathless, Brother.
(tense music)
If the money doesn't arrive by tomorrow night,
I'll take whatever breath you have left.
Pray to God, boy.
(intense music)
Call him.
(phone rings)
- Hello. - Hello, brother. Kabir speaking.
Go on, my tiger. What is the update?
Gujjar has asked for ₹10 lakh.
If you delay any longer, the amount will double up.
Double... So twenty men?
Yes, Brother.
Yes, that's right. But Gujjar has a short temper.
Send the money tomorrow morning as soon as possible, Brother.
- Any landmark? - What can I say?
My life now rests in your hands.
Or in the hands of Lord Bhairon.
So, the deal will take place in the Bhairon temple.
Yes, Brother. Yes...
Don't be careless with my life. Or I will be dead soon.
You are my favourite. I won't let you die so easily.
- I'll get you out of there. - Okay.
Come on.
The deal will go down on the Itawa border.
I don't think he'll step out of this area.
(tense music)
Any suggestions?
(phone rings)
- Greetings, Guruji. - God bless you, son.
You called at the right time.
I am on an important case.
Avinash, I didn't call you regarding any case today.
It's about family matters.
I've nothing to hide from you, Guruji.
Why don't you give me a solution?
What prayer or ritual should I perform?
Look, son.
The relationship between a husband and wife
is built on communication and coordination.
I would if she was ready to talk.
Look, son.
If someone isn't starting a conversation,
it means they have plenty to say.
(Guruji) Understood?
God bless you.
Goodbye.
(emotional music)
(tense music)
Listen.
Why are the police here?
Actually, madam, Dr. Verma has been missing for a few days.
- Dr. Suman? - Yes, Inspector.
According to Dr. Verma's call records,
did you have a conversation with him before he went missing?
Yes, I did call him about one of his assistants.
It wasn't easy to get a job here.
All thanks to the doctor.
(people laughing)
He was a good man.
He took good care of everyone.
In fact, he was pretty close to me.
(intense music)
Every time we met, he would ask, "Sharda, have you eaten?"
(intriguing music)
(eerie music)
Shekhu.
Devikant.
Come.
Look, I brought food for you.
Come on.
(intense music)
Soon... we'll meet again.
I'll bring more food for everyone.
(Sharda sobbing)
I learnt a lot from him.
He was my Guru.
It's okay.
Do something, sir.
How could he leave us?
(Sharda sobbing)
Come.
(intriguing music)
(indistinct chatter)
(suspenseful music)
(goats bleat)
Glory to Goddess Bhavani.
Never seen you around before.
Who are you?
Kallu's nephew.
- Kallu Tripathi? - Yes.
You were so small when I blew off his uncle's head.
(henchmen laughing)
And who is she?
She is my sister.
Don't roam around with goats in the badlands.
This place is infested with wolves.
Let's go, everyone.
(upbeat music)
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