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Get up.

Please don’t hit me anymore.

Please forgive me.

Leave him. - Get off.

Don’t act smart.

I'll shoot you.

I’ve finished here.

I’m leaving.

Listen jerk!

In Bihar, senior officers have been jailed for crimes like this.

I'll be watching you.

Child abuse is such a crime that…

No minister..no party is spared.

You sister f**ker!

Please forgive me.

Get lost.

Forgive me, Madam.

Get up.

Forgive me, Madam.

Why call me 'Madam'?

Sir!

[Sigh of relief]

Never do this again.

But sir… - Shut up!

Never do this again.

Okay?

Sorry.

Go.

I’ve been in Lalbazaar almost a year, Sir..

First time we are meeting outside work.

Who all do you have at home?

I am the only child.

That’s the problem.

Thank you.

Cheers to the free children.

Cheers to some kind of justice.

Who else do you have in your family, Sir?

Parents passed away.

I have a brother. He’s in Dehradun.

Also in the Police!

And?

A girlfriend.

Who is Abida, Sir?

Sorry. I didn’t mean to…

That’s okay.

It’s a long story.

We have all the time.

Please tell me.

I was the OC at Watgunj PS then.

Gouranga and Anisur were also there.

Abida joined as an SI.

She was quite smart.

Hailed from a poor family.

Her childhood dream was to become a police officer.

We were into a major case.

Rachpal Singh ran a drug racket across Bengal, Nepal, and Bihar.

We got the information.

He was working from a depot in Watgunj.

He was making false auto parts...

And shipping drugs in it.

Rachpal kidnapped one of our informers.

Ghazi looks after Rachpal's empire in the East.

His men took the informer to the depot to finish him off.

Abida got the news and just like you...

[Phone rings]

She went off to handle it on her own.

Ghazi's men called me to say that they'll kill Abida

And challenged me to save her.

[Phone rings]

Hello.

I tried to reach as fast as I could.

But I was late...

72 hours.

She fought very bravely.

90% burn!

You burnt your hands too...

When you burn something down you're bound to get scorched.

I hear there was a traitor as well.

I’m conducting a departmental enquiry.

Departmental enquiries! We both know about it.

In an encounter one SI was burnt to death.

The Police shot 8 to death.

It’s obvious.

It was revenge killing.

Why enter the warehouse and shoot 8 people?

They could’ve been caught and produced in court.

Look Gourav…

Those 8 were all criminals.

I don’t think Suranjan made a mistake by killing them.

You all are trying to protect him.

He’s not above the law.

He should be suspended with immediate effect.

He’s a bad egg.

I’m not protecting Suranjan but Kolkata Police.

If their morale goes down…

That doesn’t mean that…

Police can kill indiscriminately.

Suranjan is a murderer.

We all love you, Sir.

Honestly.

Thank you.

Sir.

Yes.

Come on sit.

Thank you, Sir.

Sorry, Sir.

I was going to tell you about the Home today.

That Mira would…

So, we’ll just sit...

And allow innocent young girls to be raped?

In Bihar, 11 children were not only raped.

They are still missing.

They’ve just started recovering the bodies.

And whom they called 'Moustached' and 'Pot-Bellied Uncles'...

No one will touch them.

You arrest them today.

They’ll get bail tomorrow.

The case will drag on.

Nothing will happen.

Take Ruksana’s case.

Did anyone get punished?

There's nothing we can do?

Yes we can.

We can do one thing.

We’ll catch them at night.

They'll only get bail after 11 next morning.

Just batter them to death by then.

Okay Anisur da.

Thank you.

I'll sort it out.

Listen. - Hmm?

Don’t do anything without telling Sir.

I’m really sorry that I didn’t tell you.

Sir.

Mira had said she’d just take a look around.

I was about to tell you, Sir.

I kept calling her.

She wasn’t picking up.

So I panicked.

Suro… - What're you doing here?

You were going to Delhi. - Yes.

My meeting got postponed so I came here.

Sorry.

No. It’s okay.

Are you alright?

I think you need a drink.

This’ll make you feel better.

Cheers!

I’ll go and freshen up a bit.

Just a second. - Okay.

You missed a call.

Some RS.

Who’s that?

Rashmi Sen, my colleague.

Why?

Hmm?

Do I have to tell you about every girl?

Yes.

What?

I was only joking.

You’ve become possessive.

Okay go.

Auto!

To the station.

What I was saying is….

Let Jhuma stay here for a couple of days.

Then Malati will take her home.

In the meanwhile, I’ll find a decent hostel.

We’ll put her there.

Don’t get tense. She won’t be any hassle.

As if I only think about myself.

No, you go crazy thinking about me.

You came back very late last night?

Are you spying on your own daughter?

Why should I 'spy'?

I couldn’t sleep so I went to the balcony.

I saw...

there was someone else with you.

You got down from the car and he left.

It was a big car.

He’s the Assistant Commissioner.

My boss’s boss!

Married?

No, separated!

No, that won’t do.

Come back by 5 this evening.

How is Ruksana, Anisur da?

She is well.

After an attack she gets slightly nervous.

Kannan has become your fan.

Not mine but the revolver's.

Good morning, Sir.

Good morning.

Are your problems at home over?

The maid who cooks didn’t come today.

I had to do all the work. - What?

You did housework?

Did you photograph it or not?

When proposals come you have to send…

What proposals?

Why think so small?

The photos, I’ve already sent to Master Chef Australia.

The call must be on its way.

Leave this Master Chef business for later.

Do something local.

Like 'Mira’s Kitchen'!

Cook something ethnic.

Otherwise…

You’re so tacky, no?

What?

Foreigners use this to get tanned?

Who told you this?

Pompa 'Bhabi'?

Ignorant bugger.

I’m not abusing.

'Bugger' means other things.

In Gujarati it means mad.

Forget all that.

Use this cream before entering the kitchen.

It will stop the flames giving you a tan.

You put on what?

Lubricating cream!

That is for 'there'!

Why have you applied that?

How come you’ve so much free time today?

You can’t leave women alone at home.

You never know which cream they'd use where.

Everything okay?

Everything’s fine.

My wife has a headache.

Be careful.

A lot of headaches in the office too.

Sir!

Listen up.

We have a multiple murder case.

Towards Bantala. Panchannagram PS!

You have to go.

Anisur, you’ll lead. - Okay, Sir.

It could be a simple robbery or something else.

Keep us updated.

Okay fine. No, you stay.

Let's go, Mira.

Let's go.

I’m sorry Gouranga.

You’ve got to come with me.

Any problem?

Not at all! Anytime, Sir.

One minute.

Have you really put on that cream?

Lubricating cream!

It'll become slippery.

Pompa 'Bhabi" doesn’t have to use it.

Damn.

Hung up again!

What a temper!

Hello, Sir.

Yes.

Come, Sir.

Make way.

[General hubbub]

It happened last night.

Make way…

Move back, everyone.

It's horrible.

Whole family got butchered.

Hmm…

Tell me what happened in detail.

And do you have a witness?

Certainly, Sir.

Hey, come over here.

This boy saw the whole thing.

He is this man’s son from his first wife.

He doesn’t live here.

He came only yesterday.

What’s your name?

Sir, Kajal Mandal.

Kajal!

Tell us everything that happened here.

Don’t hide anything.

Tell me. - Okay, Sir.

We were all sleeping.

I was outside. Mom and Dad were inside.

There were a lot of mosquitoes...

I needed to pee.

So I went towards that tree.

At this time

three people came.

They had their faces covered.

Who's it?

They went in.

Dragged out my dad and step-mom!

[Sound of struggle]

I was hiding so they didn't see me.

They killed my brother and sister too.

There was some jewellery inside.

They might have taken it.

I don’t live here.

That’s why they didn’t try to find me.

Hmm.

What happened after?

Then I...

None of them were breathing.

I...

I just sat there.

At dawn I called Naru uncle.

Who is this Naru uncle? - Sir, me.

I have a tea stall nearby.

I called the Police.

I see.

You sat here by yourself. Didn’t you feel scared?

Move back.

Don’t touch anything.

What’s happening here?

Sir.

Anisur Sir.

Coming.

Hello Dr Bakshi, please come.

Isn’t Mr Sen here?

No.

Shabana?

Hey Shabana!

You whore! Where are you?

Where are you?

You must know where Shabana is.

Where is she?

No f**king around with me.

Speak up!

You’ve really started to fly.

Who’ll save you now?

Your OC?

He’s lost his mind.

He’ll sit and fiddle about.

Now tell me.

I'll put it in so deep

you'll never get it out.

Where is Shabana? Tell me!

She hasn’t told us.

How far can she run?

Shabana’s duty is over.

You collect money from the girls.

I’ll take it at night.

You mess around

I’ll bu*ger you.

Move!

How do you survive without alcohol?

Sir, you know...

I’m addicted to food.

Fish fry, rolls, cutlets!

Sir

Abida’s case is being re-opened.

We’ve received witnesses' letters.

Honest officers like you...

will have enemies both inside and out.

Don't worry about the enquiry.

Anisur and I were at the spot.

We saw...

what had happened.

If you didn’t kill them,

they would’ve killed us.

Abida was just…

They killed Abida to warn me.

They got their reply as well.

There were 8 of them.

Sir

You be careful.

They won’t harm me.

Killing a senior officer...

can cause a lot of problems.

Junior officers like Abida are easy prey.

Sir

we’re all with you.

All the way!

How’s your wife?

She’s great.

Sure! - Yes.

Good.

We’d better get moving.

They’ll be back in Lalbazaar.

I’m just coming from the washroom.

Sir, multiple stab wounds…

Sir, these birth certificates were lying there.

Show me.

Sir, it's not a simple robbery.

This man must’ve had an enemy.

Nobody slaughters a whole family like this.

And...

I’ve arranged the boy’s stay at a remand home.

Okay, Sir.

Sir.

This boy found this bag in the gutter.

One second.

Looks like a kitchen knife.

Must be from around here!

Professional killers would use their own knives.

Right! - Exactly!

As long as I have this,

Rajpal, you can’t do anything to me.

You just keep barking.

But you can’t bite me.

A truck had been hijacked last night.

The driver got killed too.

Sir, you don't bother. I'll handle it.

Sir!

Sir you...

Police is late as usual.

Go cover it.

Where was the truck from?

Janki Singh from Patiala. We knew him.

Honesty got him killed.

What’s the point of coming now?

Police are useless.

You’re absolute rubbish.

We’ll try our best to catch the murderer.

Nothing will happen, Sir.

Go. Take it away.

We’ve got to alert highway patrol.

For that we need the vehicle number.

The number is of no use.

Why?

They’ll change the number plate.

Load up contraband and go.

You can’t do anything.

It's not safe here. Let's go.

Take it.

Running away like f***kers!

All corrupt!

Take a look.

Multiple wounds.

Only someone enraged can do this.

And look at this, Sir.

The killers...

tore up the kids’ birth certificates.

This is interesting.

Why’s this?

Perhaps they were angry with the kids as well.

We’ve found the murder weapon, Sir.

The bloodied knife...

was put in a bag and thrown into the gutter.

Suspect?

According to the witness there were three men.

They had come to rob the house.

The murder weapon is not matching with professional killers.

Where is this boy now?

He’s at a remand home near Tollygunge.

We’ll see tomorrow.

You know what?

There are anomalies in the boy's statement.

Maybe he knew the murderers.

So he’s been scared into misleading us.

It can also be trauma.

We have to explore the motive.

It could be sex as well.

The woman could’ve been having an affair.

At the last moment she left him...

and he massacred the family.

Okay, I’m leaving now.

I mean…

I’m not feeling well today.

We’ll meet tomorrow morning.

Bring that boy.

Is that okay?

Sorry guys.

Sir.

See you tomorrow.

Sir. -See you sir.

Come.

You know.

We have a horrendous murder case.

Mansoor…

Mansoor…

Yes, Sir!

Who put it here?

Don’t call anyone else.

I’ll open it.

What’s all this?

The truck murder case!

Our police station’s share.

Must be sent by Ghazi.

How are you?

Welcome, Sir.

Get us some tea.

One without milk and sugar and two regulars!

Sure. - Thank you.

Listen?

The dead person's name is...

Dulal Mandal, right?

He was a swindler.

He cheated me of RS 2000.

Was he murdered for his debts?

That boy Kajal, did he come here often?

He comes sometimes.

But Dulal's wife, Basanti

...didn’t let Kajal in.

How was Dulal and Kajal’s relationship?

Kajal was his ex-wife’s son.

He used to come here sometimes.

Do you need anything more? - No.

I have to go fetch my wife from her mother’s...

from Hasnabad.

You have your tea.

I’ll get a neighbour to manage the shop.

I have to make a move.

Let's go then.

Why ? Is there a function?

A regular event.

Groom’s family are coming to see me.

Getting married? - No!

Mom often gets the urge to marry me off.

Marriage!

Whose? When?

Gouranga 'da'!

Come Gouranga 'da'.

You’ll be the first to know.

I’m not worried about the wedding

I’m thinking about the menu.

There must be fish fry.

Can we concentrate on the case first?

Let’s go now.

Good evening, I’m Mira.

Oh! In America almost everyone has a gun.

Doesn’t he have one?

My daughter knows ‘Bharat Natyam’.

She sings as well.

Oh, that’s very nice.

Culture is everything.

Rajat, my son misses Bengali food a lot.

You can cook, right?

Yes I can, but I don’t like it.

Tell him with me around

There’s no tension about housebreak-ins.

I’m a crack shot.

Okay, then we’ll take your leave.

It was very nice meeting you.

Come. We’re getting late.

Come.

Have some shame Mira.

That was insolence.

Mom...

How did you even think...

I’d go to America and cook.

So what will you do then?

You cook and I’ll eat.

[Calling bell]

Sir!

Come here.

Who left this packet?

I didn’t see, Sir.

Wow, great!

Someone enters my office. Leaves a packet on my table...

And you don’t even notice!

Okay you go.

Pal, come to my room.

Tea.

Listen.

What?

You really put that cream on your face?

Yes.

Why?

What do you think I am?

Am I a little kid?

Okay fine. Why do you get so angry?

Listen.

What?

When you were young, did you do that?

What?

Only men think of such filth.

What filth?

I won’t say dirty things.

You like to do dirty things though.

Your tea!

Yes.

Take a look.

Semen sample...

and this post mortem report.

Dead person’s name’s Rubina Khatun, Watgunj!

It’s from the port area.

Shall we inform Gaurav Dutta?

Not right now.

We must find out...

who from Watgunj put this report on my table?

Ask Dr Bakshi to do a DNA test on the semen sample.

However, who do we match it with?

Let’s see whether we get any information.

Okay, Sir.

Sir...

But it’ll take a few days.

Leave the post mortem report with me.

One more thing.

Besides you, me and Dr Bakshi...

No one else should know.

Okay, Sir.

Thank you.

When will you return my Riya to me?

At the right time.

When will the right time come?

Just give me my daughter back.

Enough is enough, okay?

If you bark like a dog, you’ll die like one.

You get it?

Why do you want to keep my daughter away from me?

I’ve given you your life on loan.

You’ve got to pay the interest.

Sh*t!