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There was no shortage in this city, of women who'd been betrayed.

His secretary has lured him in.

So you turned this mound of betrayals into business?

Showtime, motherfuckers.

And got an army together for your adventures.

We have only one agenda.

For women to know the truth and get justice.

I came here to be a superstar.

But being a spy will have to do.

Hello? - Zubaida?

Mom. She's calling me back home.

Oh my!

You look so pretty.

It's a 'yes' from me.

'Yes' from our side too.

Stop this! Stop!

Go, Zubaida. - Live your life.

You and Sara will have to fulfil your promise.

Apart from the paying clients...

we will also take on free cases.

"I am a witch."

"My eyes cast black magic."

"I wander in the darkness of night."

"My aura will instil fear in you."

"Witch. - It's my reincarnation."

"Witch. - It's the end of your story."

3. SERVITUDE...

"MEN WILL SUFFER"

Nice one, madam!

Investigative work on one side...

but you lot were now using force as well?

Our intention was to do everything within the confines of law.

But the thing is...

When we opened the book of law, we understood...

That the fucking law was written by you men.

So we thought 'no'.

This isn't right.

We will rewrite the book.

Our fables...

Our principles and our rules.

Everything ours.

The gates of justice burst wide open!

"The king of scoundrels..."

"You are a liar, your love is false."

'Our tiny spark'

'spread like a wildfire.'

'And lit the whole city up.'

"Your love is false. What do you think, scoundrel?"

'To understand your feelings, go to a therapist.'

'To learn your rights, go to an NGO.'

'And when you finally come to the realisation'

'that the entire system has been rigged against you'

'come knock at our door.'

"Look at the stick."

"The stick wielded by your mother, and sister."

"Sharpen your knives; Prepare the noose for his neck."

"Listen to me carefully."

"Stop your prayers now."

"He moves around freely..."

"The scoundrel will be brought to task."

"The stick wielded by your mother, and sister."

"The stick wielded by your mother, and sister."

"Sharpen your knives; Prepare the noose for his neck."

'Created from your rib,'

'for your protection.'

'Once broken, can be sharpened.'

'Once sharpened, can become a weapon.'

"Your weakness..."

"The stick wielded by your mother, and sister."

"One bad egg!"

"The stick wielded by your mother, and sister."

"Sharpen your knives; Prepare the noose for his neck."

"Say my eyes, stay close to me."

Parents never wish ill on their child.

They can. - Don't say that.

All I'm saying is that my dad didn't give a fuck about me.

In fact, he probably was happy when I left.

One less person to feed after all.

It was the same with me. Exactly the same.

Both of you're from Gujranwala, right?

We both ran away together 15 years ago.

We've been together ever since.

They couldn't leave each other's sight even in prison.

Why were you two behind bars?

We used to steal cars, nothing much.

Just these ordinary cars nothing high-end.

We trusted the wrong people, that's all.

They managed to escape...

and we got stuck. Bastards!

Both of you should marry two brothers.

You can complete each other's sentences forever!

We are enough for each other.

To do everything!

Oh, really?

Listen, the lights went off.

Don't sleep!

Will you get out?

Come on, let's go. Careful!

What do you want?

We have no money.

Take my wedding jewellery.

I don't have much, it's in the cupboard. - Be quiet!

I... - She fell from the stairs.

What's that got to do with anything? - Pinky, no!

Oh, that must have hurt!

Does she fall often?

The stairs are so narrow, so I keep slipping.

That's an issue then.

The thing is...

every time she slips...

We will come over here to beat you up.

What do you mean?

We are aware that it isn't your fault, dear.

She is the one who falls.

But this fucking life is such.

Someone else pays for someone else's doing.

Right? Yeah?

Lilac!

Swollen eyes. Bruised neck.

A long scratch on the face.

Small scratches on the arms. And yes... - A nail is missing.

Right or left? - What?

Nail! - Right hand.

Good.

Very good.

Will they come again?

No, no.

Don't you worry.

You heard...

they said they will come again.

Come on.

Only if I slip from the stairs, they'll come.

But I won't slip now, will I?

I'll have dinner and I'll have cake too!

Order as much as you want. - That looks good.

We will have this white one and the brown one too.

Make it three of those. - Let me ask them too.

What's this?

This is a sauce.

It looks like alcohol.

You put this on the cake, right?

We've been deceived!

I thought it's vanilla. - There are two flavours in this.

What is this? Strawberry?

I thought it is vanilla.

Eat it, it all goes in the stomach anyway!

Look, they are back.

Look at them.

What are you looking at?

Will you stop troubling us, please?

What? I just clicked a selfie.

I am not asking you to come home.

You don't seem shy, by the way.

In fact, you look the opposite of shy.

Tight jeans.

What say, do you want to come along? - What the fuck!

Fuck, I can provide.

And I'll give it as many times as you ask.

If he fucks you, even I will.

You can't do it with just one of us.

Let's go. Start the car.

Here.

Or kick them hard between their legs.

They are very fragile down there.

'A brawl in an ice cream shop.'

'Two women covered in colourful veils'

'attacked two men to cause terror.'

'Are they a part of some female criminal organisation?'

Hi.

What happened? Why are you upset?

I saw you on the news.

My sexy eyes, praise the Lord!

Sit.

Are you missing home?

You always end up saying the same thing.

My father tried to trick me but I want to forget about this.

I'm saying it because, I feel... - What?

Am I doing something wrong? Answer me.

It is difficult to answer that.

The destination isn't wrong, but the path is a little crooked.

When you got scared in the haunted house...

I should have understood...

that behind this body, you're a little wimp.

Okay, forget it.

Alright, time to go!

Why?

I won't do anything naughty in this mood.

Who is asking you to be naughty?

I was hoping for a kiss.

No. Okay, bye!

'A brawl in an ice cream shop.'

'Two women covered in colourful veils'

'attacked two men in order to cause terror.'

No worries.

At least we're having fun, right? - Of course, she wants fun!

You tricked me with your 'fulfil the promise' nonsense.

We talked about helping vulnerable women.

Not about causing a scene. - Our faces were covered!

They were assholes, had to be taught a lesson.

Okay, Phoolan.

Let us all go to prison then.

You please let it be.

You enjoy it the most when someone is being beaten up.

Ooh, so fun!

I didn't know that for fun... Okay, enough. Now moving forward...

50 percent pro bono fun...

and 50 percent our bread and butter, cheating husbands.

And no brawls in public. Okay?

Yes, let's get back to making some money, bitches.

Sheila...

Your family is here from Hyderabad. - Mine?

Had fun, right?

We've worked in the bangle industry for generations.

A decade ago, my leg also...

And...

Since then, Aasia was running the house.

After tenth grade, we sent Shakeela to Karachi.

She made us proud.

First, in that office.

Now here, as your manager.

She used to send us money too.

But still...

Life was hard for us.

Debts kept mounting.

'That day, when the contractor came to our home,'

'both my girls were out at my brother's house.'

'And I was asleep in the room.'

Get the money out!

Sir, give us a little more time.

I'm arranging for the money.

'I don't even hear well these days.'

'When I came out of the room, the contractor pushed me'

'and locked me in the room.'

Motherfucker! - Batool.

Did you inform the police?

When's the funeral?

We buried her yesterday.

We didn't know what to do.

I would have called you, but...

You are by yourself...

Forgive me, dear.

What did the police have to say?

Police won't listen to us.

Contractors have more power there.

But you've filed a report at the police station, right?

Yes. - Alright.

I will make a few calls.

We'll find a good lawyer for you.

You go home.

Stay with them for as long as you want.

Why don't you handle our case?

You're a lawyer. - I... I cannot.

You're a lawyer. You've studied law.

You can help us.

I cannot go to Hyderabad.

The lawyer needs to dedicate time there...

be present for the hearings.

I...

I will pay for it.

Can I have a minute, please?

What? - What?

Your eyes! They're judging me.

How can we refuse?

Can you talk some sense into them?

I mean, you're a lawyer, right?

Am I missing something here?

We just spoke downstairs about...

taking more cases about cheating husbands.

We need to make money.

I know, but... - Sheila is one of us.

She is family.

Sweetie, this is a murder case.

So, it's very... - How many cases did Sheila help you with?

Now she's asking for your support, and you're ditching her?

This is emotional blackmailing.

Let's vote.

We vote on every case. Let's vote on this too.

She'll win.

Okay, fine.

We'll go to Hyderabad with you, assess the situation...

and then make a decision.

When are we leaving?

Who? You?

No chance! Did you look at your state in there?

Kicking and swearing!

We're taking the contractor to court, not to his grave.

How come?

If everyone is going, then...

You can't leave...

You'll supervise everything here, okay?

Queen Bee.

Babli, come here.

Doesn't anyone else find it strange...

that Sheila's mother passed away and her father didn't call her?

I mean, they just showed up here.

Obviously, they couldn't give this news over the phone.

They came here to get her.

Yeah. Makes sense, I guess.

He's fallen asleep.

Sheila, your father said that the fight took place in the kitchen.

Yes, that is where it started, but...

Perhaps, my mother came here trying to escape him.

Hmm.

So the murder took place here.

Yes, that's what my dad said.

Uh... Whose idea was it to put this in a bag?

It was mine.

That's what they do in TV shows.

It's evidence.

Bitch, you're having some major FOMO.

Be quiet. - Why are you all doing this?

I cannot do all this. - Handle yourself...

or you'll spill everything to the guests.

Everything's going well.

Just sit quietly.

Come!

Zubaida.

That little one, Rida.

Get information out of her, they're hiding something.

You are... - Hello, I'm serious.

It's all a bit fishy!

I'll meet another lawyer in the morning.

We will go to the station and get the charge sheet.

Ask your father not to worry.

Let's go?

Should I stay here, tonight?

If that's okay with both of you.

Come on.

Dad took us to the park, and...

And then, we went to grandma's house.

Hmm! How is your grandma?

Usual.

Take off your shoes, wash your hands, don't play in the mud.

'We are responsible for own mess.'

I think, grandma's yucky.

I know, sweetie. But that's life.

We get stuck with yucky people in yucky situations.

And we remain stuck there...

even if we want to get out.

Your grandma is wonderful!

I have to put them to bed now.

Goodnight mommy. We love you. - No wait, good night.

Jehanara Begum is yucky?

She's fine.

Just that bamboo up her rich ass.

Hey!

You've got a rich ass. I've got a rich ass.

And speaking of bamboos...

Hello, Phoolan!

How many people have you killed in our absence?

You are the one I'll kill.

Can't you answer my calls?

Now, listen.

I couldn't get my head around...

why Sheila's father didn't inform her...

about her mother's death immediately?

So when we served him tea...

Shams hacked his phone and extracted the call list.

And? - Over the past two days...

the father had called Sheila multiple times.

She must have known about her mother.

To decorate others, our hands get wounded everyday.

I can't even imagine what you're going through.

If someone did that to my mother...

Your parents must be really nice, right?

'One, two, three, four!'

Yes.

They are great.

'What is this!'

They love me.

They take good care of me.

Whatever I've wanted... They gave me everything...

'Be cursed! Disgraceful!'

'Tarnishing my reputation!'

They gave me nothing.

What? - I was lying.

All my life I've had to bear my dad's wrath and my mom's silence.

There are all kinds of parents in this world, Rida.

You're lucky to have had a mother who loved you.

She's looking after you from heaven.

No, she isn't. - Don't say that.

No.

She can never go to heaven.

After what she did, no ones goes to heaven doing that.

We were fine.

We would have been fine.

What was the need for her to...

Why did she do that to herself?

Where is Jugnu?

Why are you here?

I'm here!

Bad stomach. All night...

Anyway, tell me what's the matter.

I think...

Sheila's mother took her own life.

Where did you go?

Sorry, I had to go to the hotel...

for some work. - Bathroom, please. Bathroom.

Where is your father?

He went to visit my uncle. He's on his way back.

The station... - Come outside with me.

Oh, crap!

You knew about your mother, didn't you?

Your father had already informed you.

Sara, I thought you would take the case...

if you saw their plight with your own eyes.

Sorry, I know I shouldn't have lied to you.

We think, your mother committed suicide...

with your father's help.

Maybe to escape the debt.

Shakeela...

Is everything all right?

She knows everything.

You knew?

There was no way we could pay back the contractor.

Wow! - Mom didn't want her daughters to suffer all their lives...

Helplessness is a bitch!

Some women sell themselves, others kill themselves!

We thought if we framed the contractor, then... - Then?

Then what?

Send him to jail, and then what?

You didn't even want to send him to prison?

That is what my mother wanted.

Alright woman, get my money out!

How dare you barge into my house! Get out!

What are you doing? - Get the hell out! - Move back!

Just because you loaned us some money...

you think you own my house?

Leave it! Leave it!

Leave it!

I'm giving you four days.

Mom, are you all right?

Both of you go to Uncle Rafiq's place.

You...

Go. I need some peace here.

Go!

What... What are you doing?

Aasia!

Aasia!

Aasia!

Listen to me, Mukhtaar.

This is not your fault.

You did all you could, for as long you could.

You gave us a roof...

fed us, looked after us.

It is neither your doing nor mine...

That fate has brought us here.

I could've lived with your crippled body.

My impaired vision...

heart disease...

I would have lived with it all.

But Rizwana and Rida...

We have to get them out of here.

Give them a better future.

What are you saying? Aasia. Open the door!

Aasia.

Aasia...

Aasia! Aasia...

He came here.

He threatened me.

I argued with him.

And he stabbed me!

Mukhtaar, you do whatever it takes.

Get my daughters out of here.

And tell them, their mother loves them with all her heart.

And my Shakeela...

Tell her that she is my pride.

Aasia... Don't do it! Aasia!

Zubaida...

Where is Jugnu? We have to leave.

She's still inside. - Sara, wait.

You played me.

For you...

I came here to help you and you lied to me. - Because I knew...

that only you can help us.

If you knew the truth... - I would've never come here.

You wanted to use me to send an innocent man to jail.

Innocent?

He may haven't stabbed my mom, but he drove her to this point!

Bad people always get away after doing bad things.

But it is our job to stop them.

Isn't that what you taught us?

Will you all come with me?

We burn here, day in and day out.

Outside, under the harsh sun.

Inside, with these open flames.

Asthma, scabies...

TB. You name it and we've gone through it.

My mother just wanted a way out.

Not just for herself...

But for us too.

How's the stomach?

It's better, but don't ask.

Sheila lied to us.

She knew.

One more person lied to me.

Sara, it's not about... - But the issue is...

I would probably do what Sheila's mother did.

A mother can go to any extent for her children.

I...

I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.

No, it's cool.

Do you blame your mom?

I don't even remember her face...

Actually.

I remember the guy's face, who she ran way with.

He had high cheek bones.

But dude, your mom...

Your mom had the highest cheek bones.

And that crazy jaw!

That crazy jaw.

I wonder what they would say if they were alive.

They would've whooped your ass for becoming a 'churail' (witch).

That's for sure!

If we go ahead with this...

There is no going back.

Why go back?

Hey, Jamil. Listen...

I need you to pull some strings for me.

Have you gone crazy, lady?

The entire neighbourhood has witnessed...

you being abusive with Aasia.

Even using physical force.

That night, you were present there.

Things got heated up...

you grabbed a knife from her kitchen and stabbed her to death.

You're talking nonsense.

You don't know who you're messing with.

No, hold it!

You don't know who you're messing with.

Who are you both?

Look, I'm being framed.

I did not kill her!

Please don't insult me in front of my children.

Wait.

Can you give us a minute?

Please come.

I can make all this go away for you.

But we will settle this out of court.

You'll forgo the loan on Aasia's family.

And you'll also pay them 2 million as blood-money.

So, this was all about money?

Buddy, everything is about money. You know it, I know it.

But I don't have such a huge amount.

Do you know all the different ways the police can torture you?

Your fingerprints are on that knife.

But I didn't kill her! Your fingerprints are on the knife.

There's a good lawyer in Hyderabad.

Going forward, he'll be handling this case.

You know, right?

You can no longer stay in this neighbourhood.

Remember your promise.

You gave me so much happiness in such a short span.

Do you really think I'll tell anyone about you people?

Sara.

If you allow, maybe I can visit... - Never!

So the lawyer helped settle the loan.

But didn't let Sheila come back to work.

She was your friend.

Didn't you feel bad?

It's like all of you were enslaved.

We're family, sir.

There is no slavery in family.

I heard.

You people did the right thing.

You can put your mouth to it.

Once there was a tree, and she loved a little boy.

And everyday the boy would come...

and he would gather her leaves...

and make them into crowns.

And play king of the forest.

And he would climb up her trunk...

"My heart is wet with tears..."

And swing from her branches...

and eat apples.

And they would play hide and go seek.

And when he was tired...

he would sleep in her shade...

and the boy loved the tree.

"I cannot smile any more."

"This is a happy moment."

"There will be light."

'It was only after we turned a suicide into murder,'

'did it dawn on us, that truth has many faces.'

'And the search for justice'

'can drive a person to extreme lengths.'

"I am not being able to live."

'And in a world that is unjust and two-faced'

'how will we teach our children'

'the difference between right and wrong?'

'What all will we sacrifice?'

'What limits will we cross?'

"Infused in your breath..."

"That moment..."

"Is in my dreams."

"Your thought, is mine..."

"Stories..."

"I am not being able to live."

"This is a happy occasion."

"My love!"

"There will be light..."

"The punishment for our sins..."

"I am not being able to live!"

Look, madam...

I have made this clear many times...

that it's impossible for us to dig out 20-year old records.

And revealing the identity of the adoptive parents...

isn't just unethical, but also illegal.

For the record...

Tell us why you spent 20 years in prison.

I murdered my husband.

I taught him a lesson by running a hot iron over his private parts.

And then, with the same iron...

I smashed his head open.