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Do you believe in God?

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God doesn't give a fuck.

Yes, I knew...

how they have fucked you over for 20 years.

Sometimes, I feel like I am God.

It's my story.

Everyone else is playing their part in it.

And I connect them together.

Bunty.

Where is Bunty?

Check inside your asshole.

-Listen. -Yes, sir.

I want Sartaj.

-Today. Right now. -Yes, sir.

I don't know how this world came into existence,

but I do know how it will come to an end.

Okay, all right. Move back, move back.

It's a gruesome murder. Must have been an expensive watch.

Expensive enough to get him killed.

Any witnesses?

None.

Sir, it's time for your hearing.

Parulkar will be pissed if you're late.

Just say what Parulkar wants you to.

Junaid had a weapon.

A homemade gun.

We warned him to surrender.

But he responded by firing...

at Constable Raut.

Constable Raut was shot and he fell down.

The boy tried to run away,

and Mr. Parulkar went after him.

We had the area sealed. He couldn't have escaped.

He pointed the revolver at Mr. Parulkar.

Mr. Parulkar immediately warned him to put it down,

but Junaid was going to pull the trigger.

Before he could fire...

Sir, before he could fire, Mr. Parulkar fired three rounds at him.

What the fuck were you doing?

Did you forget what we told you?

Tell me.

-Are you going to turn us all in? -What's happening?

Majid?

He was an 18-year-old kid.

Is there an age limit to become a terrorist?

We could have arrested him.

Is he new here?

He was surrendering.

There's so much filth in this city, Sartaj.

-We can't always follow procedure... -Can you say that to his father?

Have you ever solved a case?

Do you want to be the next Ramakant Jadhav?

-Google him, he tried to testify too. -Majid...

Go see a doctor.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Okay.

Don't come.

Tomorrow's report will state that you killed Junaid. Then what?

It's a good thing Megha left you.

He plays tennis.

Ever played tennis?

Ms. Megha is looking at us. Shall we go?

I won't ever forget

Neither will I

Once... Dad decided to take us to the Golden Temple.

It was a big deal for us.

-Visiting Amritsar... -Is the Golden Temple made of gold?

Listen.

The day we had to leave...

Dad was summoned to the police station.

There had been an accident.

A car had run over a beggar kid.

Someone had to go to the hospital.

Anyone could have gone.

But Dad canceled the trip to Amritsar.

I cried for days.

I stole a 10-rupee bill from Dad's wallet and burned it.

Back in 1990.

Mom slapped me later.

You know what my dad said?

"I was meant to go and see that kid."

I wanted to be like my dad.

A good policeman.

Sir, you worry a lot.

Parulkar has the Inquiry Commission in his pocket.

It doesn't matter what you do or say at this point.

I was in the street... blocking the exit.

He came running towards me...

unarmed.

-He was in his late teens. -Sir...

-He started crying when he saw me. -Sir...

Sir, save me!

Parulkar came from the other side.

He's surrendering, sir!

I yelled out that he was surrendering...

but he shot him.

Sir, everything will be fine once you solve a big case.

How will that happen?

In the last ten years, all I've managed to do is catch Sonu, a pickpocket.

Sir,

do you believe in God?

Who is this?

Speak up, motherfucker. Who is this?

I want to tell you a story.

Go ahead.

-Who was it? -I don't know. Some asshole.

Should I trace the number?

Fuck!

Forget about God.

Do you believe in magic?

Sometimes, I feel like my life is magical.

Are you crazy?

Why did you end up in the police force?

You wanted to be like Gavaskar, but you're handling Tendulkar's security.

Who is this?

You have to save your city.

I heard you love this city.

Who is this?

An old friend of Dilbagh Singh.

How do you know my father?

Listen.

Your destiny will change.

-You'll change my destiny? -We'll change each other's.

How?

If you tell them who called...

they'll forget about Sonu, the pickpocket.

Are you one of Ravi Pandit's guys?

Ravi Pandit is a little shit.

I wouldn't fuck with your sleep for that nobody.

Stop bullshitting. Who are you? Do you have a lead or not?

They're going to kill me.

I can't trust anyone in this city.

Then I remembered Dilbagh Singh.

Who's going to kill you?

How do you know Dilbagh Singh?

Mr. Sartaj, how I know him...

is not that easy to explain.

When I was 10 or 11 years old...

this day was decided.

This very moment... our connection...

you, Dilbagh Singh and I.

I could see my destiny in the water.

Ever since I was a kid, I've felt like my life was a story from the scriptures.

Like the whole world, including my father, was a part of my story.

The drought lasted for a thousand years before Sage Gautama meditated

and manifested the River Ganges.

In my village, the Ganges was known as the Godavari.

My father was a priest there,

but he was nothing more than a beggar.

Please help me.

Ma'am, help me.

Dad, is God everywhere?

Of course. He's everywhere.

He's in every grain of rice in this bag.

But he doesn't beg.

My father's weakness disgusted me.

That's when I decided that I would be the master of my fate.

Sir, the DOT is tracing the number.

He's somewhere near the Metro Theater.

Tell me more.

My mother...

she was very affectionate.

I don't know how my dad found her.

Come here.

When it was dark...

she was the light in our lives.

How is it? Beautiful, right?

She always made herself beautiful for that beggar.

Mom.

Mom, where did you get this from?

I knew this dream wouldn't last.

While my beggar father slept, my mother stayed awake...

and she slept while he was awake.

She was only truly alive when he was gone.

Her world would come alive then.

What are you doing? Are you crazy? Ganesh is sleeping.

So what? I want to sleep with you.

Come back when Ganesh is at school.

There's no school tomorrow. It's Sunday. I want to do it now.

What are you doing? What if he wakes up?

Let him wake up.

You're going to hit me? You son of a bitch!

Do you have the courage? You fucker!

Watch your mouth or I'll hit you.

Some of my childhood memories are still fresh.

Why are you crying?

Because I tore your shirt?

Your whore of a mother can buy you a new shirt every day.

And some of it feels like it never happened.

Like it was a part of my past life.

It feels like yesterday when I was running madly.

From the fields, from my home, from the Godavari,

from my father's chanting, and from his God.

And it feels like a lifetime

since I saw my mother.

What is religion?

The mother or the father?

Whatever it is, I was free of it now.

I needed a new religion.

Bombay.

What is it, sir?

Are you trying to find me?

Why would I be looking for you?

I'm hungry. I want eggs.

Should I get you a chicken?

Yes, I'm at the Metro Circle. Do you know the name of the building?

Sir, he's somewhere close by.

The next street has the best Anda Pav.

Opposite Kyani.

I'm right there.

Come, let's eat together.

You'll find Sunil there. Tell him I say hi.

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