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Zaheer, this matter is going to cost us dearly.
I didn't intend to kill him.
We believe you. But will Nana believe you?
Forget about Nana.
What about the cops?
Let's do one thing.
Let's lie low for a few days.
And you... Go to a doctor and get your wound dressed.
Doctor?
Oh God!
What happened?
Nothing.
You guys carry on. I have to go.
Come on, let's go.
Ashraf, I'm really sorry that I took so long.
Did the doctor examine you? What did they say?
Ashraf...
Doctor... Doctor!
Ashraf is crying. What happened?
Has anything ever happened against God's will?
Now, you must take good care of Ashraf!
I don't get what you're saying! What has happened to her?
Congratulations, Zaheer!
You're going to become a father!
Prepare for a celebration!
F**k you!
Get inside! Lie low!
Sawtya! Wait, you motherf**ker!
Wait!
Zaheer!
Raghu...
My dear...
Come on... Wake up...
Come on, let's go home...
It's your birthday today!
Come on, let's go home.
I've ordered fish for you!
You like bhaang too, right? I've got it for you!
I've asked Gojur to bring it for you.
I've lit up our neighbourhood!
It's my brother's birthday, after all!
Hey, Raghu!
Come on, let's go home.
Look, I've brought a cake for you!
Do you know who has sent this for you?
Mary!
You like Mary, don't you?
I know that you do.
Hey, Raghu!
Come on, wake up. Let's go home.
Here. Have this cake.
♫ Happy birthday, Raghu! ♫
♫ Happy birthday, Raghu! ♫
♫ Happy birthday, Raghu! ♫
- Nana... - My dear!
Come on.
Let's go home.
Come on.
Nana.
Ashraf,
please take care of your health.
Here. Drink some water.
Ashraf.
Whatever happened is now in the past.
Please get some rest.
Our baby could have been shot, Zaheer.
Ashraf, I know, but listen to me...
Why is it so quiet here?
Did you piss in your pants, seeing the police?
Hey, Tawde!
Behave yourself! This is my house!
Call me Inspector Tawde!
Inspector Tawde.
Why have you come here?
To dance at your wedding, bastard!
What have I done?
Firing shots at a public place,
murdering Raghu Mhatre,
plus your 19 pending cases.
It's a very long list.
I'll make a lullaby out of it and sing it for you all night. Let's go.
- Tawde, I did not kill Raghu Mhatre. - Hey!
Do you take me for a f**king fool?
Within two days, I'll beat all this arrogance out of you.
Let's go!
Are you going to start walking, or...
Zaheer.
Mom, take care of Ashraf.
Yes.
I'll be back soon.
Arrest him.
Zaheer... Zaheer.
What is all this about?
- Ashraf, don't worry. I've got this. - Hey! Keep walking!
Hey, Tawde!
I said, I'm coming!
So, let's go.
I'll see you soon.
- You were with him, weren't you? - Nana...
So, how did he die?
Motherf**ker!
- You had gone to kill Zaheer, right? - Nana...
So, why is he not dead?
- Nana... - Why is he still alive?
Shut up, you son of a b**ch!
You were there too, right?
How did Raghu die?
How the f**k did he die?
- Nana... - You were responsible for his safety!
- Nana... - What do you want?
दुबई से भाई का फ़ोन है।
Don is calling from Dubai.
- Greetings, Don. - This was your last chance.
You lost the chance, and you lost the cargo worth Rs 10 lakhs.
Don, he killed Raghu!
Raghu was my only brother.
And this was your only chance, right?
I take full responsibility.
I will compensate for your losses.
And what about my honour
that I was robbed of?
How will I get that back?
By killing Zaheer.
I'm going to kill that f**ker today itself.
Let it be, Nana. You can't do anything right.
But, Don...
I said, let it be. Stay at home.
Now, I don't want anyone to meddle.
Whatever needs to be done, I'll do it myself.
Motherf**ker!
Raghu!
This is not tolerable at all!
Officers,
they are casting aspersions on our department's ability to do its job!
I think we don't need to panic.
These gangsters will kill each other, and eventually they will all be dead.
So, why do we even need the police department, Bhoir?
Sorry, sir.
Tawde, what action have you taken?
Sir, we have arrested a gangster named Zaheer Bhatkar.
We are on the lookout for his gang members too.
- Has he given a statement yet? - No, sir.
He's just not willing to confess.
But, sir, I'm sure that this was done by his gang.
Make a watertight case.
Tomorrow, we must get a remand from the court!
Sorry, sir, but a remand won't help.
Nobody complains against him!
Witnesses refuse to testify against him, sir.
You're right, Tawde. You're right.
But now, we can't stay quiet for too long.
If even a single bullet is fired in Bombay after this,
we'll have only one option left. Operation Clean-up.
If you can't stop them, finish them.
Just get rid of them. Period.
Sir!
Thank you.
The pleasure is mine, sir.
By the way, I'm Anjali.
Anjali Dixit.
Anjali Dixit.
From Janmat Newspaper, right?
Right, sir.
I'm very glad.
You are quite attentive.
It's my job, ma'am.
Sorry to say, sir, but your job is to pay attention to gangsters,
not the press.
As far as the police department is concerned, the gangsters and the press
are both equally dangerous.
Yes, sir. It's done.
- Hail India, sir. - Hail India, sir.
Well, sir, one's image
depends on one's actions.
Are you implying that the police are not acting as they should?
In some ways, yes.
I mean, think about it.
Guns are fired in a crowded train. One person dies.
But action is taken against only one gang.
I think you know a lot more than I do.
- Sir, you're offended. - No.
It's just that blindfolding yourself doesn't change the truth.
But we'll meet again.
- For sure. - Sure.
I hope that when we meet next, you come in through the front gate.
Absolutely.
- Bye. - Bye.
I'm sorry, Mr Deshmukh.
We had to bother you.
Mr Deshmukh, the cops took Zaheer...
Right now, it'd be very hard to get Zaheer out.
But, Mr Deshmukh...
- We must do something... - Rashid,
he has fired bullets in a moving train!
The ministry has taken cognizance of the matter.
On top of that, Nana Mhatre's brother was killed.
He definitely had connections with the ministers.
To this day, I have defended Zaheer in the court every time he was in trouble.
But in this case,
I can't guarantee anything.
Your Honour, my client, Zaheer Bhatkar, is an ice trader.
This is all a conspiracy to malign him!
Your Honour, at the time of the incident,
my client was at Dr Shaikh's clinic in Dongri,
where he had taken his wife for her check-up.
A prescription signed by Dr Shaikh
and the register at the clinic has been presented to you.
Your Honour, I request you
to acquit my client of all charges.
Considering all the evidence and the testimonies, it is clear
that the suspect, Zaheer Bhatkar,
had nothing to do with the firing that took place on the Bhuj Express.
So, the court has decided to acquit
Zaheer Bhatkar in this case.
- Congratulations, Zaheer. - Thank you so much, Deshmukh.
Zaheer Bhatkar, what was the reason for your arrest?
Were you arrested because of your rivalry with Nana Mhatre?
बाद में बात करेंगे आपसे वो।
He'll talk to you later.
Greetings.
Uh...
Rashid, where is Ashraf?
I want to know where Ashraf is.
Ashraf, what are you doing here? Is everything alright?
Yes...
Please sign here.
Sign?
I'll do it because you asked me to, but what is this?
- Are you her husband? - Yes.
Your wife wants to have an abortion.
So, please sign here.
I'm sorry.
Zaheer.
This is as difficult for me as it is for you.
Just tell me, is it necessary to do all this, Ashraf?
Anyway, let's go home and talk.
It is necessary!
It is necessary, Zaheer.
I don't want to give birth to my baby in such a hostile atmosphere.
Ashraf.
Before we got married,
I had told you the complete truth about myself.
Yes, you did.
But, Zaheer, that decision was about my own life,
and I made that choice.
But I can't make the same choice for the baby.
Think about it!
If the police arrest you in front of our child,
what would he think about you?
I can't see my baby
grow up in such a bloody and hostile environment, Zaheer.
So, what do you want? What should I do, Ashraf?
Quit this profession!
Let's go somewhere far away from here.
Maybe we won't be rich,
but, at least, our life will be peaceful.
Ashraf, how is that possible?
How can I quit all this?
You will have to quit, Zaheer.
Either you quit your profession,
or quit your dream of becoming a father.
You son of a...
Speak up!
Bhau!
Nana...
Nana...
Nana, I made a mistake. Please forgive me.
Nana...
It won't happen again, Nana...
No, Nana...
Nana... Please forgive me. I made a mistake.
It was a mistake.
- You ratted Raghu out. - No...
Nana! Nana!
What did you think that I'd never find out?
- Do you like ratting out your friends? - No... No...
Nana! Nana! Nana!
Nana! No! No...
- Oh no! Oh my God! - Next, Zaheer.
Start my car.
Tawde, let me pass. Don't make me give you trouble.
No, Nana.
The authorities are hot on your tail.
There will be unnecessary trouble.
Hey, Nana!
Don't listen to this stupid cop.
- Let's go. - Hey, Sawtya!
- Don't touch me! - Sawtya!
Motherf**ker!
What were the authorities doing when my brother was killed? Jerking off?
- F**k your authorities! - Nana, listen to me.
This matter has become very serious.
Everyone's asses are on fire, right up to the top.
The commissioner might pass the order at any time.
I'll f**k up the commissioner!
That as***le, Zaheer, got away from the court. I will bump him off.
He has killed my brother!
Nana, was Raghu not my brother too?
I'd also like to get rid of Zaheer! But this is not the right time!
Hey, please make him understand!
Do you take me for a fool?
You get your pockets lined from Dubai, right?
You get them, right?
Now, repay the favour to your boss.
Hey!
Commissioner is your boss,
not mine.
I swear on my blood,
only after I kill Zaheer,
will I cremate Raghu's body.
Alright then!
Alright!
But if you get f**ked in the process, don't come to me begging for help.
I'm not scared of anyone!
Tawde, move aside. I'm warning you for the last time.
Or else, I'll shoot you dead before I kill Zaheer.
F**king hell!
Answer it.
Greetings, Boss.
Quitting the job is one thing,
but this idea of going to Dubai
doesn't sound right to me, Zaheer.
What if someone betrays you there?
Don't forget to get the condoms.
I don't want to be worried for a whole month.
Nana Mhatre is after my life.
You killed his brother, didn't you?
Give me Zaheer. Take my money.
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