All language subtitles for The Indian Detective - 01x02

Previously, on The Indian Detective.

You've been suspended for a month.

A month?

- We still on for tonight?
- Yeah.

- No friggin' way.
- Yeah.

- Is everything okay?
- Not okay. You must come now.

I thought you had a heart attack!

It felt like a heart attack. It was gas.

- Very bad gas.
- Have we met?

- Priya Sehgal. Will you help me?
- Yes. I mean, yeah. Yeah!

We're here about the chai-wallah Vimal.

He confessed to a
murder he didn't commit.

Now why would he do that?

Maybe he's covering for somebody.

I can arrange for the
charges to be dropped.

For a price.

You're up late, bro.

You sound awfully calm

for someone who just lost $50 million.

I didn't lose it. The DEA seized it.

After you failed to get
it across the border.

Yeah, what choice did I have?
Toronto PD got tipped off.

How was I supposed to know

the DEA would find it last night?

I need results, Amal. Not excuses.

I have obtained the deed
to the Annapuri land.

That's miraculous.

I need you to secure that $50 million.

Bro, we have no product left to sell.

Certainly not 50 million dollars' worth.

I will get the product.

You just need to get
it across the border.

No more excuses,

Understand?

All right.

Gopal and Amal Chandekar:
the Terror Twins.

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Papadum;

born seven minutes apart and
now they live an ocean apart.

Do you know that the word "thug"

actually comes from the Hindi word thag,

which means "thug," so,
as they say in India,

Thag Life.

Nice job, there, Constable Fourth Class.

Idiot.

Wait here, Cat.

He's in there?

Hold this for me...

for insurance.

What do you mean you're "quitting"?

I've done some shitty stuff for you,

and I'm not doing it anymore.

You see,

I tell you when you're done.

- Now give it over.
- No.

Said give it over!

Not until you promise to let me go.

I don't promise anything.

They you can't have it.

I said give it over, you bitch!

No, no, no!

Miss! Miss!

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Ki-coo-rooker-cooooooo.

The rooster says, "Good morning, Bapa."

Every morning,

"Coo-ca-coo-roo, coo-ca-coo-roo."

Mister Stanley is not a morning person.

Mornings should start at noon.

You can't eat breakfast at noon.

Why can't I eat breakfast at noon?

Who's decided that?

Did you two get married
and I didn't get invited?

Lovely fresh chai for you, Bapa.

No coffee?

Never. I miss coffee in this house.

Oh, hey. Do you guys recognize this?

Do you know what this is?

A trisula.

Do you mean a trident?

A trisula is a sacred
weapon of the god Shiva.

Shiva? The one with all the arms?

No. Shiva is the God of destruction.

God of dance.

God of that, you know, that Natraj?

He gets better in the afternoon.

I'll, ah, I'll see you guys later.

Bapa, what about breakfast?

Oh, I'm okay. You ladies enjoy it.

Tsk.

Because of you, he called you a lady

and me also a lady and
can you stop doing this

"Coo-ca coo-roo, coo-ca coo-roo"?

Ladies don't do that.
They do other things.

Hey, I just want to ask you something...

What? Really?

I think you're cute, too, but, uh...

Ah...

I... I gotta be straight with ya,

India's a little bit much for me

and I don't want to break your heart...

Thank you.

- For being straight.
- Hi. Dr. Sehgal.

- I am Doug D'Mello.
- Stanley's son.

- The detective from Toronto.
- Correct. In Canada.

Uh, I was wondering if I
could, ah, see your daughter?

So you can break her heart?

Oh, no, no, no. That was, ah... I was...

I was having a conversation
with myself about my pet...

ferret 'cause I'm a goofy
white kid from Toronto.

You know... yeah.

Hi, Doug.

Hi, Priya.

Come in.

Sure. Thank you.

Very handsome man.

He liked me.

I'm pretty sure he liked me, I mean,

I'm not a good first impression guy.

I'm more of a third and
fourth impression kind of guy.

I don't know.

I kind of grow on you, you
know? Like... like a nail fungus.

You know, you don't know
until a couple weeks later.

I think he liked me.

Want some coffee?

Oh, I would, ah...

No, I'm good. Thanks.

What do you need?

Um, I need to know if
you know what that is.

Where'd you find this?

Last night when we
got out of the rickshaw

there was a dude standing by the tree

- watching us and he dropped it.
- What'd he look like?

About five-seven, light
skin, kinda pretty.

He had a gold tooth.

Dad, Doug's going to walk me out.

Your mother said to
be home by 7 o'clock.

You mustn't keep Vihaan waiting.

I'll be here.

Love you.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sehgal.

Take care... of your ferret.

Right!

Why are you asking me about this?

Because I saw the same
symbol back in Canada.

Where?

Back of a truck meant to be
smuggling heroin into Toronto.

What does it mean?

The trisula is a sacred weapon.

Of the God Shiva, the guy
with all the arms, right?

But also, it's the
insignia of Gopal Chandekar,

one of the most vicious crime lords

in the whole of Mumbai.

- That truck could have been his!
- It could be.

He has a twin brother in Toronto.

I was right. I knew it! Damn it.

But, Doug,

Gopal Chandekar is a very dangerous man.

And his brother Amal
is a vicious killer.

Vicious is fine. I
can deal with vicious.

- You mean that?
- Hell, yeah, I mean that!

This guy tries to smuggle
tons of heroin into Toronto

and he got me demoted.

- I mean the hell out of that!
- Let's go.

- Where are we going?
- Just get in.

This is another case of mine.

Cathy Jordan, age 22,
University of Toronto graduate.

Her parents asked me to help locate her.

She flew to Mumbai six
weeks ago and went missing.

Until last night,

when she called the police station

to report that her friend
was killed at a paan shop.

Alison Howell, 24. Cedar Rapids, Iowa.

Why are you showing me this?

Because Cathy said that
the man who shot at her

was in his mid-20s,

small build and with a gold tooth.

Don't worry, Mr. Marlowe.

No one would dare
touch you in my company.

Let's make it quick.

My flight's due to leave in an hour.

I left this place nearly 20 years ago,

still can't seem to
scrub off the humiliation.

Being poor is nothing to
be ashamed of, Chandakar.

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Easy for you to say. You're rich.

Wasn't always.

Yeah, but you were never this poor.

You didn't have to do
what I did to get ahead.

You have no idea what I had to do.

Did you get my money?

Not yet.

But I have persuaded the billionaire

to give me this land.

I don't want to know how.

That skyscraper will destroy this place

once and for all

and give me the one thing
you have that I don't...

legitimacy.

Not without my $50 million, it won't.

We've done your dirty work in Toronto.

You don't want to disappoint us.

You think I'm afraid?

You got it backwards, my brown friend.

I'll get your money, Mr. Marlowe.

Don't bother me again until you do.

Mr. and Mrs. Malkani?

- Where are you going?
- Home.

Are you forgetting something?

Your wife's been charged with murder.

Not anymore.

Whipped it good!

Well, well. Another pest.

Good morning, Inspector Devo.

Why aren't you back home, Toronto?

'Cause it turns out you're
not just incompetent,

you're corrupt, as well.

You want to say that again?

Which part? Incompetent or corrupt?

Doug, it's okay.

We saw Mr. Malkani leaving
with his wife, Inspector.

And she had the swami's
blood all over her hands.

I don't know anything about that.

Interesting. You're the one
who arrested her, thanks to me!

Excuse me!

Mrs. Malkani was released by my order.

Chief Detective Inspector
Rubinder "Ruby" Singh.

At this point, I didn't know
he was working for Chandekar.

I did, however, really dig that
his turban matched his uniform.

Have to give him props for that.

- But she confessed.
- Not before a magistrate.

And you have no legal
authority in India, Mr. D'Mello.

- So, if there's nothing else...?
- There is something else.

That missing Canadian
girl, Cathy Jordan,

reported a murder last night.

What of it?

We have reason to believe
that the murder was committed

by a member of Gopal Chandekar's gang.

Gopal Chandekar?

What the hell do you know
about Gopal Chandekar?

We're not free to say.

We want assurance that if
Cathy Jordan comes forward,

she won't be harmed.

Are you implying something about

the integrity of this
department, Miss Seghal?

I think you know exactly

what I'm saying, Deputy Commissioner.

The longer Miss Jordan
stays out on the street,

the greater the danger.

Find your client and you tell her that.

Well? Is it in here?

No, Uncle.

I don't have it.

Where is it then?

I don't know.

And now the girl is dead!

We fought. I-I didn't mean to...

It's vital, Aarav.

You must not fail me.

Mm?

I don't know where it is.

But I know who might.

Alison had a friend.

A girl from Canada.

Then find her!

- Hello?
- Bob! You alone?

You mean, am I with
Rocco? Of course not.

Good! Now, I don't have
to throw up in my mouth.

Hey, ah, I need you
to do something for me.

- Well, can it wait?
- Not really.

Doug. What?

That graffiti? It was a trisula.

It's a symbol for an Indian gang.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I think somebody figured out

that we were going to bust that truck

and switched the heroin out.

"Somebody." But you don't know who.

No. I need you to get in
touch with Jerry Wax for me.

His number's in an address
book in my top drawer.

I can't go into work.
I'm suspended, remember?

I know. That's why I told you to go now.

It's the middle of the
night. Nobody'll be there.

Doug!

- This is crazy.
- I know it's crazy.

That's why I'm asking you to do it.

Who is my crazy partner in crime?

You are.

Why do I let you talk
me into these things?

Because, Bob, deep down
inside, you want me.

You want me deep, deep,
deep in your thoughts.

Oh...

Now what?

Now we gotta figure out why
Gopal's man shot that girl.

- And we gotta find Cathy Jordan.
- How?

- You hungry?
- Yes.

Well, come on hungry, hungry hippo.

Let's go.

Namaste.

Namaste.

Ask him if he saw anything.

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The shop was closed.

You want one?

- Uh, one... one?
- Paan.

Oh! You having?

- No.
- Oh, then I'm good, you know?

He's got his fingers
all up in it, you know?

- Oh, yeah.
- You should try it, at least.

But, uh, the fingers in it and stuff,

that's what I'm not such a big fan of.

Oh, good, more fingers.

- And whatever that stuff is.
- That's good.

Yeah? You never just
sit down, watch a movie

and grab a tub of that and just eat it?

- Taste.
- Okay. Yeah. That'd be great.

Thanks, buddy. Yeah.

Thanks.

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Listen, I appreciate
the work you put into it,

and the fingers.

I'm not going to eat this 'cause, uh,

it's bleeding on me, for one, I think.

Listen, uh, what's that
red stuff right there?

Take care. Bye bye.

People in red-light districts?

They generally don't
like talking to cops.

You know what I mean!

I mean, I'm not saying that
you go to red light districts.

Or pick up hookers.

Do you? Just kidding.

But this is kind of a
universal truth, you know?

The longer I'm in India,

the more detective-y I'm becoming.

Good morning.

My God! He speaks English. Finally.

Please, Mister and Missus,
would you like a room?

Oh, no. We are not Mister, or Missus.

Ah...

twenty minutes, 30 minutes?

One hour?

Come on! Let's not get
crazy. I'm not an animal.

Three minutes is fine.

Um, sir, we're looking for this girl.

Have you seen her?

Can we speak to her?

Very sorry, but she went away.

Did she say where?

No, Missus.

Can we look at your registry?

I don't see any Cathy Jordan on this.

But I see an Alison Howell.

Your presence honors my family, Ji.

You're broad-minded?

A Sikh letting his
daughter marry a Hindu.

Why must you Hindus have so many gods?

You've come a long way
from the slums, my friend.

We both have. Along different paths.

I hate to trouble you on
such a joyous occasion,

but this is urgent.

The charges against Mrs. Malkani
were dropped, as you asked.

I speak of another matter.

An American girl,

killed at a paan shop
outside Kamathipura.

The Canadian detective-wallah

is looking for a friend
of hers, Cathy Jordan.

This detective-wallah is useful.
You will help him find her.

But...

Very good, Ji.

No, not him.

You heard me, Devo.

This Canadian wallah isn't
even a real detective!

Those are your orders, Inspector.

I, ah...

I told her we'll wait for him,
no matter how long it takes.

Why do you do this?

- Do what?
- Work for the poor.

I mean, I think it's great, what you do.

Just... probably make a lot
more money doing something else.

This is Pari.

Cute kid.

She was shot dead seven years ago

outside the Annapuri slums...

by men working for Gopal Chandekar.

Why would they kill an innocent child?

Her father was going to testify

that Gopal was extorting money

from all the people in the slums.

I had to make a choice:

make money for those
who already have it,

or provide a defense
for the defenseless.

She was smart, principled,

champion of the poor.

She was like a hot Mother Theresa.

Only not Albanian and not a nun.

No, no, no!

Inspector?

The Canadian idiot is back.

Well?

Look, you tell that fat tub of D

we'll wait here all day if we have to.

Inspector Devo will see you now.

You're welcome.

Cathy Jordan checked into a hotel

under her friend's name.

So?

So run a search for Alison Howell.

If she used her name at the hotel,

she might have used it in other places.

I'll run the name for you.

Now get the hell out of here.

Robyn!

Looking for this?

McKinnon doesn't believe me,

but I think you guys are onto something.

We were?

Call D'Mello's source.
Tell him you need to meet.

Okay.

Oh. Aren't you coming up?

No. I've got to go back to the office.

Look, I know you had a tough day,

so why don't I buy you dinner?

Dinner?

Yeah. Something that hasn't been

thoroughly molested by somebody already?

I can't. I have to be home
before seven, remember?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Right.

Who's this "Vihaan", anyway?

- My fiancé.
- Your fiancé?

- But you're not wearing a ring.
- My parents arranged it.

- People still do that?
- Doug, you're not from here.

You won't understand.

I'll let you know when
Inspector Devo contacts me.

Okay. Cool.

People still do that?

Hey, Dad.

What kind of name is Wolf?

That's not a real name.

I think I should write a letter to them.

A letter?

No, I think I should tweet to them.

You're on Twitter?

Yeah! StanleyTheManly10.

Of course, you're StanleyTheManly10.

I'm shocked that there was nine
StanleyTheManly's before you.

Ten is my size.

What is the matter with you?

Something is the matter with you.

Ah! Priya dumped you.

- We were never dating.
- Serves you right.

Whose side are you on?

I have to nearly die for
you to come and visit me.

You had a fart attack, Drama King.

And you come here and spend
all your time chasing a skirt.

I'm not the one who
moved 7,000 miles away.

I moved home.

My whole life you were someplace else.

Remember that song,
"Cat's in the Cradle"?

It's my karaoke song.

I was a pilot, making a living,

trying to support you and your mother.

And when Mom was dying...
where were you then?

It's true, isn't it?

You know, Bapa,

Mr. Stanley loved your mother very much.

Yeah? Came to visit her, like, twice

when she was in the hospital.

Your father is afraid.

You see that, don't you?

Afraid of what?

I guess this is it.

Constable Gerner?

Guess again, Jerry.

You should've kept your mouth shut.

Wait! No, no... wait, wait, wait, wait!

- You stay there, babe.
- Stay here, my ass!

Oh, my God!

I'm okay.

No. That's not the guy you want.

He's too clean looking!

You don't want that...
clean, thin, good hair.

What you want is a chubby guy with a...

with a "fivehead" because
it's bigger than a forehead.

That's what you want.

It's what you need.

Not James "Bund" over there. He sucks.

Bob. Did you talk to Jerry?

Yeah.

- I arranged to meet him.
- And what'd he say?

Oh, hold on. Roc wants to talk with you.

Roc?

Dougster?

It's not Dougster. It's
just Doug, not... no "ster."

Listen, you and Rob were on to something

with that whole
truck-at-the-border thing,

and you know what?

I already told McKinnon.

Thanks, Roc-ster.

It's like "rock star." You get it?

Yeah, I get it.

Anyway, Rob seems to think that you said

that the graffiti connects
to some Indian gangsters.

Is that right?

Yeah. Gopal and Amal Chandekar.

I was hoping Jerry
knew something about it.

I think he did, too, Dougster.

I think he did, too.

- I can't believe you got him
- "Kikeroo-coo-coo",

- to go.
- Says the rooster.

Good morning, Bapa!

Come and have some chai.

Good morning, my son... Douglas.

It would have been a good morning,

but what is that doing here?

You never told me you were
working with a man of letters!

Oh, hardly that.

Who, Devo? The one-hit wonder here?

Nonsense.

Abishek is an extraordinarily
well-read person.

Who's "Abishek". You?

That sucks.

Premchand, Narayan, Chatterjee,

he' s a walking, talking encyclopedia

on Indian literature.

I read in my spare time.

But you, Mr. D'Mello,

you truly are a man of the world.

I've traveled a bit, that's all.

I've read stories, but
you? You've lived them, sir.

And those are the stories
that won't make you blush.

Did you spike their tea?

You must know them all by heart.

All the adventures
your father has been on

in South America, Africa, the Antarctic.

I know who he is. He's my
father. I know what he's done.

What do you want?

- Bapa!
- You must forgive him, Abishek.

His mother raised him with
better manners than that.

But it was a pleasure meeting you.

- Yes.
- Not at all.

- We should get going.
- Who's we?

- You and me, Toronto.
- Yeah? Where are we going?

To see Cathy Jordan.

How'd you find her?

As you suggested.

She's been traveling under
the name Alison Howell.

Whoa! Play Gran Turismo?

I prefer Super Mario Brothers.

So this is an ashram?

An ashram shala.

What's the difference?

It's not just spiritual
instruction of adults.

It's a school for children.

Oh. Bet you their football team sucks.

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I thought people were starving in India.

Well, A is for?

Apple. And?

Alligator. And?

Astronaut...

B is for?

Bear.

And?

Banana.

And?

- Boats.
- Boats!

Miss Jordan,

Inspector Abishek Devo
with the Mumbai Police.

Doug D'Mello.

With a "d."

- How did you find me?
- Alison's name.

You used it here and at the hotel.

Have you caught the man that shot her?

You said he had a slight
build, was five-foot-seven,

140 pounds and a gold tooth?

Yeah. I met him once or twice.

I don't know his name.

But she dated him a few times, I think.

We think he's with Gopal Chandekar.

Who?

Gopal Chandekar. A
very dangerous criminal.

I haven't heard that name.

She was mixed up in
some pretty bad stuff

and she wanted out.

What kind of bad stuff?

She'd go hiking in the Kullu Valley

and sometimes she'd carry back drugs.

And last time, I think
she stole something.

What did she steal?

I really don't know.

Alison came here to find
herself, just like me.

Now to end up like this...

Cathy, let me ask you something:
why did you use Alison's name?

If my parents knew where I
was, they'd make me go home.

Ms. Jordan, do not leave the ashram.

Not until we get to the bottom of this.

- Well?
- Cathy Jordan's safe.

- We found her finding herself.
- Where?

At an ashram shala in Velwad.

She was teaching some children there.

Her parents will be so relieved.

Good afternoon.

Thank you to your father
and Dattu for the tea.

No problem.

Why does he always talk like that?

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Uncle.

We found the Canadian girl.

No thanks to you. She's in Valwad.

I won't let you down.

You've already let me down.

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Pretty good police work, Detective.

I told you to stop calling me that.

But you are a police officer.

Well, constable, fourth
class. I just got demoted.

You look like you need
an ashram yourself.

Oh, really? What, to "find myself"?

Ashrams are places for
spiritual enlightenment

and healing.

Really?

I don't see much enlightenment
or healing around here.

What do you see when you look at Mumbai?

Crime? Dirt?

No, actually, I don't see that.

I can't really get past some
of the smells that I'm getting.

But you're not seeing what is
right in front of your eyes.

Well, that's because
my eyes are watering

because of some of the scents

that I'm picking up with my giant beak.

When people don't have money,

they learn to place value
on things like family

and being true to their gods.

Indian people place these things
in the center of their lives.

Do you?

Oh, yeah! Absolutely. I...
right here, dead center.

Doug.

Do you know how long your
father's lived in our building?

About five years.

And this is the first time
you've come to see him.

Do you have time to go to the ashram?

What for?

Cathy's parents are worried sick.

I need her to let me
tell them where she is.

Sure. Let's go.

- Where is it?
- What?

I said, "Where is it"?

I don't know what you're
looking for. I swear.

Her phone.

Huh?

She must have given you her phone.

Yes. Okay. I'll get it.

There. Please go.

No.

- You're coming with me.
- No. Please!

I've taken her statement.

She's free to go.

Do you know what he
wanted with that phone?

Alison said it was her insurance.

I don't know why.

I can arrange for a
place for you to stay.

It's all right. I've decided to go home.

What happened to finding yourself?

I thought I was running
away from my parents.

But I guess, really, I was
running away from myself.

It's not safe for you

to go back to that ashram, Cathy.

We'll find someplace safe for you,

somewhere where nobody will find you.

Not even the police.

If you think I sent Gopal's men

then you are a bigger idiot
than I thought you were.

Now get out of here!

All of you.

You're annoying me.

Here's the evidence
from the Jordan case.

Is this for the Jordan case?

The evidence must be kept secure.

Lock it in the safe.

Now, Constable Cheema.

So, I don't have any plans tonight.

Do you want to get something to eat?

Aren't you engaged?

Well, I still have to have dinner.

True, true.

OK, yeah. Great, yeah. I'll, ah,

let me just go tell my dad.

Okay.

Actually, you know what...
Can I take a rain check?

You want to spend more
time with your father?

Looks like India's starting
to rub off on you a little.

I'll, ah, see you tomorrow, Detective.

I told you, I'm not really a detective.

You are in my book.

She has a book.

I'm in the book!

Dad?

Dattu?

Dattu? Dad?

Anybody? Somebody?

Yes.

Dad?

Hey, Doug! You're home early today.

This is Malika. She's working on my chi.

Malika, this is my son, Doug D'Mello.

Say hi.

Hello! Nice to meet you, Doug!

Stanley's told me so much about you.

So gross!

Is this what you were looking for?

You have done well, Deputy Commissioner.

I will make a generous gift
in honor of your grandson.

You have news?

I am looking at a list of
all of Obaku's stash houses

in upstate New York.

Obaku?

He'll never know who stole it.

Yeah, he will

once we start selling it
on the streets of Toronto.

I need to know that you can
get it across the border.

Aarav's already let me down. You cannot.

I won't.

One, please.

Vada pav, sir? I make
special one for you.

Okay. Great.

Allow me.

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You're that Canadian detective.

Have we met?

Gopal Chandekar.

It's time for you to
go home now, Toronto.

Your vada pav's there.
It is getting cold. Eat.

Just keep it. Keep it.

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