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-Good morning.
-Good morning, sir.

Good morning.

Casualty rate?

It's almost zero, sir.

Side effects?

Nothing more than expected.

So you have completed Phase Zero
animal trials in record time.

That's what I have been telling you,
Ravish, this is a miracle drug.

Even so, getting approvals
for a new drug is not easy.

I know. That's why Vayu Pharma's
best scientists

-are handling this drug trial.
-Thank you, sir.

And now, as the best international
pharma sales dealer,

you will get me the best deal.

Thank you for the compliment.

Tell me,

when will you be able to start
Phase 1 of the human trials?

We have already started.

[chanting Gayatri Mantra]

What happened?

Somebody help!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
CHIEF MINISTER NATHU LAL

I've got to go.

Caught you finally,
you piece of shit.

I will pay you back!

-Motherfucker!
-I will!

I'll come to the den myself...

Good morning, Doctor.

-Good morning, ma'am.
-Morning, morning.

-Good morning, ma'am.
-Morning.

-Good morning, Dr. Saira.
-Good Morning, Raghav.

Can you hold this, please?

Sorry, I hate being late.

But the traffic in this city!

It happens here.

Morning.

Yeah, I'll get that.
Thank you.

Oh, God. Come, let's do this.

-Thank you, sister.
-Doctor, next patient is Mr. Kohli.

-Good morning, Mr. Kohli.
-Morning, Dr. Swarup.

-Sorry, the traffic in the city--
-Mr. Kohli's ECG report?

-There you go.
-Morning, Dr. Shindey.

Sorry, my apologies for being late.

Don't worry, Mr. Kohli.

You will soon be home.

Dr. Shindey, his oedema
is getting worse.

And the mitral leak
is also out of control.

Left ventricle has enlarged.

Please brief Mr. Kohli
for open-heart surgery.

And block the OT for tomorrow.

I feel we should do
the mitraclip procedure.

Dr. Sabharwal, thank you
for your suggestion.

Dr. Deepak, 9 a.m. tomorrow.

Dr. Shindey,

I am sorry,
but this isn't about a suggestion

but about the patient's condition.

Considering Mr. Kohli's age
and other complications,

the mitraclip procedure
is the best in this case.

It is less risky, minimally invasive
and has a quick recovery.

But the recovery's not 100%.

I believe in the tried and tested.

And my record for the open-heart
surgery is a 100%.

So...

Let's go.

Code Blue!

Code Blue!

Move, move, please move...
Thank you.

Mrs. Savarkar.

Her next collapse could be her last.

We've all have had it with her.
She's way too stubborn.

She doesn't even listen
to Dr. Shindey.

She's absolutely against
having the surgery.

Move, move.

Give way please. Move, move!

Clear the room, please!
Move out!

Where's Dr. Vivek Shekhawat?

Call him!

Vivek!

Did you have to get
your phone in here too?

Answer it now.
It's ringing incessantly.

Uh-huh.

Hello.

Dr. Shekhawat.

Fuck.

Fuck!

What happened?

Where are you going, Vivek?
Whose call was it?

Tukaram.

Who Tukaram?

That patient, Sucheta.

Yeah, so? What happened to him?

He just died.

What?

One minute!

Is it because of...

I will go to the room and
quickly pack our things.

Just... just come.

Dr. Mehta, kindly report to
the emergency ward immediately.

Would you like some coffee?

Yes, please.

Raghav, what's the story
with this Mrs. Savarkar?

How much sugar
will you take?

I asked you something.

She lives alone.

No living relatives.

She's afraid that, if she goes
for the surgery,

it may leave her paralysed.

There is a 20% chance of that.

Mrs. Savarkar was the principal
at the government school.

I think that's where
the stubbornness comes from.

And why does Dr. Shindey hate me?

Because Dr. Nath didn't consult
with him before hiring you.

Dr. Shindey is a senior member
of the board.

Good morning, Dr. Sabharwal.

Good morning, Mr. Ahuja.

Raghav, give us a minute.

-Good to see you.
-Same here.

-How are you?
-Very good.

Please have a seat.

So?

How was your first day?

Well...

so far so good.

Really?

Really.

Because I am usually aware of
what goes on at Manthan.

-I am sure.
-Anyway.

Would you like some coffee?

Oh, no thanks.

So, I came bearing a message
from Dr. Gauri Nath.

Well,

the thing is...

this place has always
been ruled by queens.

You know, old Bhopal was
always like a game of chess.

The queen was the most
powerful of them all.

And Gauhar Begum
knew this very well.

So after the demise of her husband,
she ruled the land.

Mr. Ahuja, the story is
very interesting indeed.

But everyone in Bhopal
knows this story.

And I am from Bhopal.

Of course.

Actually, I haven't gotten to
the interesting bit yet.

Gauhar Begum chose her daughter
as her successor.

And her daughter did the same.

Now the interesting thing is...

no one in the city had
the courage to stop them.

No one.

And this hospital, Manthan,

exists in Bhopal.

So...

Dr. Gauri Nath will be given
an award tomorrow.

And she wishes for you
to attend the event.

How sweet.

-I'll be there.
-Oh, great.

See you tomorrow then.

-All the best.
-Have a good day.

Thank you.

What's taking so long? Work faster.

Boss, does the package
shrink after death?

Stop worrying about the package,
and apply the medicine properly.

Do it properly.
What's wrong with you?

Boss!

That's a shiny watch.

Whom did you nick it from?

Hey, dude.

I am not into that kind
of shady stuff.

This is called hustling.

I always wondered how.

At my salary, I can't even pay off
my cigarette tab.

Boss...

teach me how to hustle too.

Look, you already know
that I never say no to any job.

Just that it should make me
good money.

You are such a scoundrel.

Taking the emotional route
with me now, are you?

Wait a minute.

Here, see this.

The name's Bablu Sharma.

Listen...

Talk respectfully to him.
He'll set you up too.

Cool, boss. But what's the job?

It's nothing.

You just need to get
a small test done.

Oh. What kind of test?

S93R is a gold mine, Ravish.

For heart patients and
for our business.

True. It is a gold mine.

But the drug's past will haunt you.

You know that it is
banned in Europe.

The death rate was very high
during the trials held there.

No, no. It's not the same drug.

We have modified the molecule and
changed the composition of the drug.

It's not the same drug.

And side effects?

Of course not.

No side effects.

I mean...

Very, very, very less.

Very good!

Before setting up any deals
in the market,

I will need all the approvals.

And what about phases 2, 3 and 4?

Don't worry.

This drug will easily clear phases
2, 3, and 4 of the human trials.

But...

we don't even want to
get to Phase 3.

Please continue.

We don't want to patent this drug.

Immediately after Phase 2 trials,

we want to sell the drug
to an international pharma company.

It's profitable for us both
that way.

Well, then I will look for
the best deal possible.

Great.

For the both of us.

Thank you, Ravish.
Thank you very much.

-Thank you.
-Come.

Good day, Mr. Vaidya.

You didn't tell him
the whole truth, Ashok.

You are juggling with death rates.

And it's not guinea pigs
that die in human trials.

Dad, you know the situation
of Vayu Pharma's finances, right?

The COVID vaccine trials
have bled us dry.

In spite of all our efforts,
we failed to crack the vaccine.

This drug is our last hope.

I hope this is not our last drug.

Oh, it's Mom's special dish today!

Mom, serve me some food quickly.
Have to be somewhere soon.

Don't know which past sins
this rascal is making me pay for.

I haven't had a moment
of peace since he was born.

Of all the jobs in the world,
he had to work in a morgue.

You are stuffing yourself
with food I'm paying for.

And then throwing a tantrum?

Your plate would be empty
if I wasn't working.

See! This. This is the result
of all your prayers.

The ideal son.

He'll carry you around
on his shoulders.

Come on. He is tired.

Why are you getting on his case
the minute he comes home?

Poor thing, he hasn't even had
a cup of tea since morning.

And what's wrong with you?

All he wants is that you
take a bath after getting back.

Now relax and eat.

You stay out of this, Mom.

Stuff him with all the food.

I am full.

People here do thousands
of different jobs.

But no one does anything
as disgusting as him.

Yes, of course.
This is the slum of kings, isn't it?

Tell me, what is it you want?
What should I do?

Should I take my life?
Hang myself?

Should I die? Take my own life?
Should I die? Die?

You've gone mad!

I am not asking you to die.

Just asking you to take a bath.

Whenever you come back
from the morgue,

take a bath before stepping
inside my house.

I made a mistake
coming here. Okay!

The mistake was mine
that I had you.

-Hey!
-What are you staring at? Get going!

Thank you.

-The colour on the walls--
-So--

The walls look nice.

Hmm.

We chose pink because
it brightens up the house.

Are you usually by yourself
in the house?

He goes out to visit patients.

Then it's just me in the house.

-Chhotu?
-Yes?

Bring the peas over.
I will peel them.

Yes.

Dad still visits patients?

When does a compounder
ever retire?

He's gone to see Jamuna today.

That poor woman's husband,
Tukaram, passed away.

Now she has fallen ill.

Messiah complex.

Every doctor suffers from it.

They start believing
that they are God.

And...

where are you staying?

In Arera Colony.

I thought you would never
come back to Bhopal.

And now, suddenly, you are here.

And what's more,
you even got a house of your own.

It's been assigned by the hospital.

Is everything okay?

Yes, everything's fine.

And I will tell you if it isn't.

You will believe me this time,
won't you?

Where is Neil?

Right now he is in Afghanistan.

That means you still haven't
thought about a family?

No, we are trying.

We should have a family
by next year.

That's good news! Chhotu?

-Yes?
-Get us something sweet.

-Okay.
-You'll eat dinner here, right?

No, some other time.
When Dad's here.

Okay, I'm off.

All right, bye.

Take it back.

Throw the cigarette away.

Go from here, go away.
Don't bug me.

Meena, just go.

Brother.

You know Dad and his habits.

It's time you also make it a habit.

I'll whack you.

Here, eat.

Have you eaten?

You goof.

You will make me cry.

Meena...

Life's going nowhere.

What do you want to do?

First, I just want to get out
of this slum of kings.

And how are you going to do that?

How... good question.

That's all I am trying to
figure out, day and night.

The day I think of something,

you'll see.

I'll take you and Mom,
and we'll get out of this place.

-And then?
-Then what?

Life will be set.

I will send you to a private school.

And I will buy a really cool
motorcycle for myself.

You?

You're going to buy a motorcycle?

Then this job's not going
to be enough.

You'll need to do something else.

Yes, I know this job's
not going to cut it.

Then do it, think of something.

Stop setting your lungs on fire.

You see that?

It's the Union Carbide factory.

It's been 37 years since
the Bhopal gas tragedy.

And nothing's changed since then.

People have tried to get out
of here for generations.

But no one makes it out.

How are we going to make it?

I might have just got us a ticket
out of this slum of kings.

What do you mean?

I mean, the hustle is on, Meena!

I love you, Meena!

Ugh! What are you babbling about?
Let me go.

-Finish your food.
-Give me some of yours.

Actually, the thing is
people like Swarup and Shindey

cannot stand the idea of a woman
being more capable than them.

Anyway, I'm used to it now.

You're also used to
sleeping on the floor.

I knew it. You haven't even
unpacked the furniture yet.

At least set up the bed!

Do you want to talk about
something else, or should I hang up?

Okay, never mind. Tell me,
you're back in Bhopal after so long.

How does it feel?

I mean, it's fine.

I've... hardly had the time
to notice it.

Really? Did you meet your parents?

It's been what, like,
eight and a half years?

Yeah. I met them.

And?

And same old.

Talking about kids and all?

What did you say?

I told them we don't want kids.

Saira, don't you think we should...

rethink things?

No, I don't think so at all.

We've been very clear
about this from the start.

Hey, you know bomb blasts
are so common here

that, by the time
a baby is one year old,

it sleeps soundly through the night
without being disturbed.

Can you imagine? You know...

Being here has been
an eye-opening experience for me.

Quite literally.

You already know

my eyes fly open at
the sound of a cat meowing.

Did I tell you to go to Afghanistan,
camera in tow?

You could've done
something else, man.

You could've become
a fashion photographer.

Or even better,
a wedding photographer!

Yes, a camera can do
many different things.

But sometimes not
what I want it to do.

And what do you want?

Saira, I'm in
a very dark place, baby.

Show me some light.

Take off your top for me? Please?

Seriously?

Please, baby. Come on...

All right, let's do this.

Done?

Some more, please.

You're such a pervert.

Okay, the show is over!

Well, go on then! What should we do?

How was I supposed to know
Tukaram would die?

Fine, you didn't know.

But why did you send his body
for a post-mortem?

Dad, what could I do?

His wife started creating
a scene at the hospital.

Who gave you the right?

Who?

To run trials meant for camps
on your own hospital patients?

Dad.

The drug is cleared for
human trials. Correct?

The camp trials are on anyway!

Exactly.

Trials should only happen
inside the camps.

I got you the job of
Principal Investigator of the camps.

And you've broken protocol, Vivek!

For a little bit of money,
you put us all at risk.

Why are you bringing money
in the middle of all this?

I'm bringing up money?

You ate the patients' money,

and I'm bringing it up?

Look at this man!

Papa, please. Neha is
sleeping inside. Talk calmly.

The concern you feel
for your daughter

is the same concern I feel for you.

Papa, that's why we called you here.

What do you mean "we"?

You knew about all this?

You knew?

Sucheta, your husband
tested a drug on Tukaram

without his consent!

Do you have any idea?

It's murder!

Papa, we need a solution!

Please help.

Where...

is his autopsy report?

Wherever it is,
make it disappear.

Shred it, trash it,
burn it, whatever.

And see that this doesn't
reach Gauri Nath's ears.

It's just one casualty;
I'll handle it.

And, Vivek...

Vivek, I'm warning you.
Don't do this again.

Now what?

Huh?

Dad, I...

tested the drug on
eight more patients.

What?

What did he say?

Say that again?

Eight more patients.

How are you, Mrs. Savarkar?

I know why you're here.

I didn't listen to Shindey
and Swarup.

You're a junior doctor.

I will not have an operation.
That's final.

Hmm.

Very critical.

Inform her relatives.

Anything could happen
with the next collapse.

But, ma'am, her admission form
has no relatives listed.

Then inform the nominees
on her insurance policy.

No one there either, ma'am.

Oh, I guess her husband becomes
the nominee automatically.

-You can inform him--
-Why?

Why would my husband
become the nominee?

Mrs. Savarkar, I heard you've been
separated for quite some time,

but legally
you're not divorced, so--

Are you a doctor and a lawyer?

I've spent half my life
doing rounds of the court.

After my father's death,

my uncle claimed ownership
of all assets.

And why are you telling me all this?

Because you have
no listed nominees and no will.

So?

So it's simple, Mrs. Savarkar.

After you go, all your property
will go to your husband.

Why? Why will it go to my husband?

I'll make a will right now
and donate everything.

It'll take all of two minutes for
your husband to prove in court

that your mental condition was
unsound when you made the will,

which will seem probable because
you weren't agreeing to surgery.

Who will bear witness? You?

Anyone.

Hey, don't touch it!

Sorry, sorry.

Motherfucker, pain in my ass.

Good morning, sir.

Yes, sir, that's what
I'm working on.

How many more people
do you need for the trial?

Why not? You have Bablu's word.

Yes, sir.

I'll call you
as soon as I arrange it. Yes.

Cunt.

-Mr. Bablu...
-Huh?

-Ram Singh sent me...
-Oh, you're Mangu?

Show me the report.

Hurry up, time costs
more than money these days.

Yes, Mr. Bablu.

Here you go.

-Mr. Bablu...
-Hmm?

What a cool motorcycle you have!

-High sugar.
-Huh?

Your mother has high blood sugar.
Ma is out.

Your father's fine. Get him along
where I tell you to come. Here.

But, Mr. Bablu, why is Ma out?

Didn't he tell you anything
about the trial?

He did. He said there
would be a blood test.

That's it?

He didn't tell you anything else?

This guy...

You're stressing me out.

You don't know about drug trials?

Listen carefully.

Before a new drug
comes into the market,

it is tested on humans

to see if it works or not.

So, the first time,
they will inject you with this drug.

Then they will check up on you
for a few days.

If the report is okay,
they'll call you again.

They'll inject you again,
and check you again.

Okay report, and then call
you again the next time.

And for each time,

you get paid Rs. 10,000.

One injection for Rs. 10,000?

Rs. 10,000, Mr. Bablu?

Then please don't kick
Ma out, please?

Motherfucker!

She has high blood sugar.

Okay, then why don't you
select me?

And you can also include
my younger sister in the selection!

This drug trial is for people
in your parents' age group.

Then...

Ma is definitely out
of the running?

Okay, enough with
the hangdog expression.

I'm messaging you
the name of a pill.

Give it to your mother two hours
before the blood test.

Her blood sugar will
show up as normal.

And then she'll be selected.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

I'll make sure she takes the pill.

Don't forget about
my sister and me, okay?

Money's a little tight
for us these days.

Really?

All right, I'll give you
one more chance.

I'll tell you the age criteria.

You find me people who fit in it.

Absolutely, I can do that.

More people for trials

means more commission for you.

Yes. For sure, Mr. Bablu!

I have many people.
Just tell me how many you want.

As many as you want,
I'll bring them to you.

Just tell me how many.

Take this form.

And don't forget to give
your mother the pill.

-Thank you, Mr. Bablu.
-Now scram.

Fuck off, asshole. As if I'd take
your call.

Skin knife.

Dab!

Retractor.

IT'S DONE... BOY

Suture.

Dab. Dab!

-Dr. Shindey, please move--
-What!

Dr. Shindey, please move!

Please move.

♪ Tan tana tan tan tan taara ♪

♪ Follow me out of here ♪

♪ Tan tana tan tan tan taara ♪

What?

♪ Follow me out of here ♪

♪ Tan tana tan tan tan taara ♪

What are you standing there
and thinking about, Ma?

Come on, let's get out of here!

Son, wait and listen.
First, go have a bath. Go.

I will not.

I haven't come from the morgue.

And now I won't be
going there either.

I got a new job.

And a significant raise.

Really? I knew it!

I knew you'd be the one
to change our fate.

Right. It's written
all over his face.

"You'd be the one
to change our fate."

At least ask him

what new job
the king has procured.

Hey, the bike-related hustle?

Yes!

Those medical check-up centres?

Where they test blood,
urine, et cetera?

-Yes
-There.

I got a job as an agent.

I don't have to do much.
Just deliver patients there.

That's it.

And they also gave me
an offer. Ask me what?

-What?
-Your...

and his.

Full body check-up for free.

Here. Look at this.

I have a form.

Come on, quickly sign it.

I walked barefoot for you.

There is no temple I haven't been to
on an empty stomach.

I had you after four miscarriages.

And that's why we named you Mangu!

Wait, a spoonful of
curd and sugar is a must.

No, Ma. From now on,
we'll have pudding. Right?

-Right, Meena?
-Yes, Mom, pudding!

Yes. And listen, Ma, look.

The doctor has given this
for your blood sugar.

Take it before the test. Okay?

Off you go!

I don't want any damn pudding!

He won't say it, but...

I'm sure this wretch
is up to something.

"This wretch."

Meena!

This wretch!

Scram!

-He's lost it.
-This wretch!

"He's lost it, he's lost it,
this wretch!"

Sit down quietly!

-Good job, guys.
-Thank you, Dr. Shindey.

Manipulating patients
to have surgeries

is against medical ethics.
That's all I have to say.

Dr. Saira, your saree for
the award function is ready.

Yeah, I'm coming, Raghav. Thanks.

You're looking very nice in a saree.

Hi, Raghav.

You look just like your mom.

Oh, you know my mom?

I met her when she was
admitted to the hospital.

Oh, okay. Okay.

Sorry. You didn't know?

Of course I knew.

Dr. Swarup put her stent.

Yes, I remember.

All right, I'll see you
at the award function.

-I'll see you, Raghav.
-See you.

See you!

Good evening, ma'am.

-Health Minister...
-Shame on you!

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

There are a very few people
in this world

who will put
everything on the line

for the good of the people.

And that is why, every year,
the Humanitarian Award

is given to heroes of this calibre.

Now I would like to request
our chief guest,

the Chairman and MD of
Vayu Pharma, Mr. Ashok Vaidya,

to come up onstage

and introduce us to our hero.

I was 20 years old

when I returned
from boarding school.

I was confused about
what I wanted to do with my life.

Of course, our city had already
been through a crisis,

and the entire medical community
in Bhopal rallied around

to heal its citizens.

I remember the day

when a young, dynamic doctor
pledged that

they would start a hospital
through their charitable trust

which would be founded on
the principles of innovation

with the sole aim of saving lives.

Justice for Tukaram!

Justice for Tukaram!

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

-Health Minister...
-Shame on you!

As a pharma company,
we were dealing with the problems,

but that girl was already
thinking about solutions.

After I met her,
she changed my thinking too.

Shame on you!

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

I say this with great pride
that she is my inspiration.

My friend.

She has inspired the medical
community and the youth of Bhopal.

Philanthropist.

Doctor.

Hero.

Innovator.

You all already know that...

the gas tragedy
touched her life as well.

And she was orphaned twice
at a young age.

But she never conceded defeat.

And today she is among
India's top neurosurgeons.

She is a role model for all of us.

I am very happy to be
standing here with you

to witness this event.

We all know that, even today,
our medical system

needs a big overhaul.

But how will it happen?

We have a massive scarcity of
well-equipped research centres.

And that is why
a collaboration with

Italy's famous
neurology institute, Elisir,

is a new direction in
helping us serve you better.

We have with us today State Minister
of Health Mr. Chandrakant Upadhyay

whom I invite to give this award.

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

-Chandrakant...
-Shame on you!

So, ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome

a truly selfless hero of society,

a brilliant neurosurgeon,

the one and only,

Dr. Gauri Nath.

I always dreamed

of opening India's biggest and finest
multispeciality hospital in Bhopal.

That's where Manthan's story began.

And I am happy that

every wish I have had for Manthan
has come true.

At Manthan, we have only one focus.

Saving lives.

Most of the pain and trauma
we go through in our lives

is linked not to our hearts
but to our brains.

And that is why

I want to open a cutting-edge

neuroscience hospital
and research centre.

This centre is being made
in collaboration

with Italy's Elisir Institute.

Elisir is one of the world's
top-most neurological institutes.

This hospital will have a treatment

for any disease associated
with the brain.

The mission of this hospital is
to free you of your pain and trauma.

Thank you, Bhopal.

Abhay didn't come.

Did you really expect it?

He's my son.

Let it go.

I can't let it go.

Congratulations, Dr. Nath.

I'm sorry I'm late.
There's an agitation outside, so--

It's okay, come.

Sorry?

Excuse me.

I'm Pratap Munjal.

But today you can call me
Mr. Gauri Nath.

Hi, Mr. Nath.

You are an absolute inspiration.

I'm really disappointed I couldn't
see you receiving the award.

You are at exactly the right place
at exactly the right time.

Let's create a revolution together.