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Bansiram is on his deathbed, Mr Rai.

We might hear of his death any moment now.

I think you should stay close to him.

What if that temptress makes him write in his will that she'd become the CM?

Don't be stupid!

The CM's post is not his personal property

to be given away in a will.

What nonsense?

Go and find out

how many MLAs support me

and how many support Saraswati.

The CM's throne will go to the leader

who has the most supporters.

And I know very well

who to sacrifice for that and where to use force.

Do you know what I mean?

- Yes, Mr Rai. - Yes.

Your future is at stake.

You want to name engineering and medical colleges

after your parents, right?

I'll miss you a lot, sir.

Good morning, ma'am.

Do you see any signs of improvement?

No, ma'am.

Do something.

This state needs him.

Sorry, ma'am.

His condition keeps deteriorating.

He hasn't got much time left.

I hadn't imagined that the CM's health would deteriorate so fast.

Once you cross a certain age, nothing can be taken for granted,

whether it's life or health.

Mr Waseem Khan, considering the CM's condition,

I've decided to take over the reins of the party.

Wow! You're in a hurry!

You won't even wait till he passes away.

The thing is, the future of the state

can't be kept in the dark even for a moment.

You're right.

So, you're the head of the party now.

That means you must be hoping to become the next CM.

Do you have a problem with that?

Just as you supported Bansiram,

I hope you'll support me as well.

You've made such big plans already!

Haven't you planned anything for me?

Don't think too much.

You've got the post of the home minister.

Actually, considering Waseem Khan's power and influence in Purvanchal,

the post of the home minister sometimes feels inadequate.

Maybe you're forgetting

the game I played to give you this inadequate post.

So, what should I do?

Be indebted to you all my life?

Look, you've taken over the reins of the party.

But the MLAs will decide who will be the next chief minister.

"As the two cats fight, the monkey snatches the bread."

You must have heard this proverb.

Don't underestimate Ramanand.

In chess and politics,

he who controls the pawns wins.

But this is politics.

Here, pawns can switch sides suddenly.

Maybe you're forgetting

that Waseem Khan is a part of this game too.

No one will switch sides.

The next chief minister will be the candidate

who has the support of the largest number of MLAs.

The writing is on the wall.

Motherf**ker!

He challenged me!

- Rahul Mishra? - Yes, that's me.

I'm Katta.

What do you want?

This is Chunnu.

He's Vijay Singh's brother.

- Sit. - Look, Rahul.

Here's the thing.

We have a common enemy.

We can be twice as strong if we join hands.

Who is your enemy?

Sanki.

We want to kill him,

and so do you.

So, kill him. Who's stopping you?

Tell me something.

He's your brother-in-law.

Why do you want to kill him?

Buddy, I have an old score to settle with him.

I've suffered a lot because of him.

The motherf**ker chopped off my finger.

Okay.

From now on, you and I

are on the same team.

Goodbye.

He seems like a f**king fool.

We've joined hands with him,

but I don't know how useful he will be to us.

If we want to strike a blow against Waseem Khan's gang

and find Seema,

we need the help of a f**king fool.

As you all are aware,

our honourable CM Bansiram's health is deteriorating continuously.

And with that, the morale of the party workers is falling.

So, in these difficult times, it's very important

that charge of the party

is given to a competent and popular leader.

- I feel... - Ma'am.

What you feel is not my concern.

In my opinion, Ramanand Rai should be the next leader of this party.

Yes.

He's very competent

and popular.

And he's the most experienced leader in the party.

- Mr Srivastava, am I wrong? - No, you're absolutely right.

After the honourable CM,

only Ramanand Rai can strengthen the party.

And that's what sir would want too.

- I agree. - You're right.

Ramanand is the best candidate for the post.

Not at all.

Have you all forgotten already

that Ramanand Rai was accused of killing a poor youth?

And he was forced to resign as the minister because of that.

The party's image was tarnished because of him.

We all know that.

The whole of Purvanchal knows that.

In fact, the whole state knows

who was behind that scandal

and who assisted them

to force Mr Rai to step down.

Mr Rai was not involved in that scandal!

- Right, Mr Srivastava? - Absolutely!

- Yes, that is right. - You are right.

I agree with you.

Sir, we've reached Nirauhra.

This is the same village where Vijay Singh carried out a massacre.

Sir, it was such a deadly incident

that when I heard about it, I peed my pants.

But what do you expect to find in this village, sir?

Keshav, sometimes, even a stone can show you the way.

Maybe I'll find such a stone in this village.

Will you speed up, or should I get off and push the motorcycle?

Yes, sir.

Sir.

This road is terrible, sir.

This place is very dangerous too, sir.

I'm a little scared, sir.

Are you a guide or a policeman?

"I'm scared..."

Which house did the massacre happen in?

That house over there, sir.

- That one? - Yes.

Okay. Gather everyone and bring them to that house.

- Go! - Yes, sir.

Is anyone home? Send them here.

Why are you asleep during the day? Get up. The officer has called you.

Wear the clothes later. Come on fast.

The guy in the white shirt, come on, hurry up.

Son, what happened?

He'll ask you a few questions and let you go. Don't worry.

Haven't you eaten today? Show me some energy.

Look, you all need not be afraid.

We've come here only to ask you a few questions.

Answer fearlessly.

Did anyone of you

see Vijay Singh firing bullets?

No one saw his face, sir.

But he was Vijay Singh.

What do I tell you, sir? There was a wedding in the family that day.

But it turned into a funeral.

That monster Vijay Singh didn't even spare the elderly, children or women.

But if you didn't see his face,

how can you say for sure that he was Vijay Singh?

He announced it in front of everyone.

So, did he try to stop you people from testifying in court

or going to court?

He didn't do anything like that, sir.

Did he threaten anyone?

- No, sir. - No.

Did anyone repudiate their statement in court?

- No, sir. - No.

Okay. You people may go. Thank you.

Keshav, regardless of what others believe, I believe Vijay Singh is alive.

I'm sure he's alive.

But the fact that he didn't threaten these people

could mean only two things.

Either Vijay Singh is different from everyone else,

or the truth is something else altogether.

This is Purvanchal, sir.

Here, every criminal has his own methods.

You never know who will try to kill whom at any given time.

Sir, here, guns and bombs go off even in court, in front of the judge.

Listen.

- Yes, sir? - Someone is following us.

What are you saying, sir?

Don't look back. Come with me.

Sir, are we being followed?

As***le!

Look for them!

- Run, as***le! - Sir!

- Run! - Sir, what are you...

Sir!

Sir, what are you doing? This place is not safe, sir.

- Sir... - Did you have fun, Keshav?

Sir, I'm scared.

"Scared?"

- You're a policeman, aren't you? - Sir, I'm a policeman, not Superman.

Sir, those people have AK-47 rifles!

Even if one bullet hits you, it's the end, sir!

If they had AK-47 rifles,

he wouldn't have been terrified upon seeing this.

- Come on. - Sir...

Tell me something. If you needed employment,

you could have actually become a guide. Why did you become a policeman?

My late father was an inspector.

He died after 40 years of service.

I have seven sisters, and I'm their only brother.

Then, by God's grace,

I got a job in my father's department on compassionate grounds.

Since then, I've been receiving a payment of Rs 7,000 a month

and doing the job to the best of my ability.

I knew the moment I saw you

that you'd have a story like this.

Sir, I have a request.

Please ask the department to pay me for petrol.

I'll ask them to give you a petrol station!

Open the gate. I want to meet Saraswati Devi.

Do you have an appointment?

Damn it!

Isn't it enough for you that I'm driving such a big car?

Do you have an appointment?

I can make an appointment only after I meet her.

How can I make one without meeting her?

Get lost, man!

Tell her Pandey is here.

As***le, get lost

or I'll shoot you in the a**! Got it?

I can also make holes in your a** right here.

But the thing is, I really respect the lady inside.

I'll stand here. I won't go anywhere.

Unless I meet Saraswati Devi,

I won't move.

I want a report on this by tomorrow morning.

- Hello. - Sir, Himanshu here.

Himanshu,

do you have an update on Vijay Singh?

I'm amazed, sir! You're asking me about Vijay Singh!

Our most competent officer has gone

from Mumbai to Banaras on a mission.

So, I must ask for an update on it.

Tell me.

Have you found any clue that ghosts might be real?

Sir, I'll bring Vijay Singh to you.

I hope so. All the best.

Thank you, sir.

Vijay,

if Waseem Khan's MLAs don't support me,

I'll be ruined.

Uncle,

first of all, stop underestimating yourself and me.

Oh, man!

And secondly,

share all your problems with me.

Only then can I find solutions to your problems.

Understood.

I mean, I'll keep that in mind.

Look, uncle.

Anyway, politics in this state

has been governed by money and force for many years.

And you have got both those things.

So, rest assured. All of Waseem Khan's MLAs

can be bought out.

You understand politics so well!

I mean, you are a seasoned player, Vijay!

I don't know why, but I feel that after I become the CM,

I must give you charge of the home ministry as a gift.

Thank you, uncle.

But what I'm doing is not for my political career

but for yours.

I don't want any department.

I want dominance

over Waseem Khan.

You'll get it.

You'll get everything you want.

ZAFAR QADRI, MLA, EKTA PARTY, CHHOTI GOMTI CONSTITUENCY

- Raju. - Yes, sir?

What's that suitcase hanging on the gate?

Go and bring it here.

Put it here.

Go.

DEAR MLA, IF YOU SUPPORT RAMANAND RAI, THIS ONE CURRENCY NOTE

WILL TURN INTO MILLIONS. YOUR WELL-WISHER.

- I want to tell you something important. - Tell me.

Boss, someone is trying to buy out our MLAs.

He's sending attachés to their houses with threatening letters.

What's their demand?

Rs 50 lakh for each MLA.

Motherf**kers!

First, I have to spend money to make them MLAs.

Then I have to spend money to make sure they're loyal to me.

- Bilal. - Yes?

Arrange six or seven crore rupees.

- And bring it to our den. - Okay.

And tell the MLAs

that if they betray me, I'll chop everyone's a** up.

- Yes, boss. - Those d**kheads!

Rs 50 lakh each!

You're getting more selfish day by day!

You're going to pocket ten lakh rupees per MLA.

I want five percent of that money.

What if I refuse?

I'll tell our boss the truth.

Think about what he'll do to you then.

I was kidding, buddy!

First, do the job the boss has given you.

Do you know him?

Yes.

Sanki.

He used to be Waseem's confidant.

He creates a scene every day because he wants to meet you.

I know.

He really is crazy.

So, will you meet him?

I will.

Let his eagerness turn into passion first.

Yes, ma'am.

What happened? What are you thinking?

Sonam, I'm wondering how you'd look with Rs 60 lakh in your hand.

Rs 60 lakh?

Yes. I'm going to get Rs 60 lakh soon.

Really?

Do you think I need money to be happy?

Are you crazy?

That's not what I meant.

You always say

that you're poor and I'm rich,

and so we can never get married. You say that, right?

When I buy a big house for Rs 60 lakh,

people will think you're rich too.

Who can stop our wedding then?

No. I'm fine as I am.

I don't want your money.

Wow!

You've come here so late at night. And you're sneaking in.

Who has sent you?

No one has sent me.

I jumped over the wall and came here.

You dared to sneak into my house so late at night!

Aren't you afraid of death?

The fire of humiliation has burnt my fear of death to ashes, ma'am.

Who humiliated you?

Your home minister

Waseem Khan.

So?

I want revenge.

I want to shatter his ego and ruin him.

And I know that you can help me with that.

Just support me and bless me.

I'll make Waseem Khan bow down to you.

I'll think about it.

For now, leave my house.

And don't you dare sneak in here again.

Hey!

Go back the way you came in.

What's the matter? You seem worried.

What do I tell you?

A new threat is looming over my head.

Only you can solve this problem, Vijay.

I could even change the map of the state on your orders.

Tell me.

Bansiram could breathe his last at any moment.

And as soon as he dies,

your best friend Waseem Khan will want to take his place.

And if he becomes the CM...

That won't happen.

Because I won't let it happen.

Rest assured.

If that b*stard becomes the CM,

then Vijay Singh's life is meaningless.

His downfall will begin soon.

It'll start with me capturing his dens.

Sounds good.

Katta, gather a team of shooters.

And gather as many firearms as you can.

Tell your trusted allies that Vijay Singh has called them.

Sure, brother.

Driver, where are you taking the car?

The pilot car turned that way!

Be quiet and sit tight, Babar sir.

I'll take you to the right place.

Who are you?

Hey! Where's that car going?

Turn around fast! Hurry up!

Katta.

- Hey! Step out! - Step out, man.

You cap-wearing fool, get up!

Come on!

- Come on. - Come on.

Come here!

Should I blow your brains out?

What have I done to deserve that?

Your nephew Waseem Khan killed my uncle mercilessly.

After my father's death, my uncle was like a father to me.

What should I do to you?

So, you're Vijay Singh.

Kill me.

Avenge your uncle's death by killing his uncle.

Chunnu.

It's very easy for me to kill you and your family.

But I can't.

Because then, there would be no difference between your cruel nephew and me.

You're senior to me. So, I respect you.

And as far as my revenge is concerned,

I'll exact it by killing Waseem Khan sooner or later.

And one more thing.

One should never drag family into personal animosity, Babar sir.