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Move back!

- What's her condition? - It's a serious head injury, Madam Sir.

- Her granddaughter, Ritika. - Is she hurt?

She's in shock.

Child, she's going to be okay. You've got to be brave.

She's going to get the best treatment. Okay?

I... I won't leave her alone!

You don't have to leave her alone, you can be with her.

Just make sure there's a constable with them all the time.

- Yes, Madam Sir. - Yeah.

What do we have?

It's a robbery and murder case.

Dimpy Monga, the victim...

she might survive.

There's another body upstairs.

It's Maneesh Monga, Dimpy Monga's husband.

The time of death is 1:30 a.m.

We have two eyewitnesses, Madam Sir.

One of them heard Ritika screaming, and came out of his house.

He saw a man in boxers and a vest running out of the main front gate.

This way, Madam Sir.

The other witness heard the loud sound of a car speeding off,

which made him look out his window.

They had a getaway vehicle?

Yes, Madam Sir.

Shit.

It's the same as the Aroras.

Jacob better be on his way.

Yes, Madam.

Was this door open or closed?

We opened it.

Madam.

Whatever the brief was on the Arora case, it stays the same.

Neeti, I want all details on the Mongas.

Yes, Madam Sir.

Jairaj, I don't see any CCTV cameras here.

- What about downstairs? - None, Madam Sir.

So you're going to have to rely on the cameras which are outside

in the neighborhood or on the streets.

Get all the footage possible.

The one thing that is different from the last crime and this

is that this time they had a getaway vehicle.

Some camera must have caught that. Talk to the neighbors as well.

If anyone saw the car,

if they have a description we can give to the PCR on the checkpoints.

Jacob, I want a thorough comparative forensic analysis of both the crimes.

It's extremely important.

Anything that can tie up both these crime scenes together.

Sure, Madam Sir.

I don't want any fuckups. I don't want any lags.

We have to contain this now.

Dismissed.

You held up very well. You've been very, very strong.

And you've really helped your grandmother.

Child, I need to know...

what happened.

Are you okay to talk about it?

Start from the beginning.

Everything was normal yesterday.

I was on vacation at my grandparents' place.

We finished dinner by 9:30 p.m.

I was asleep...

when I heard a very loud noise.

And then I heard the sound of heavy objects falling.

I was terrified.

After hearing those noises...

I made my way towards the door...

my grandmother rushed inside the room,

closed the door behind her and locked it.

I didn't understand what was happening.

When I switched on the lights, I saw...

Grandma's entire face...

blood...

She was covered in blood.

I started screaming.

I opened the window and started to scream instead of helping my grandma.

I didn't help my own grandma.

I'm very sorry to put you through this.

But, child, what you told me is going to be a great help to the case.

Thank you.

It's okay, my child. It's okay.

Last night's attack on the Mongas happened

while Delhi was still grappling with the brutal murder of the Aroras.

IS DELHI IN DANGER? KACCHA-BANIYAN GANG SPREADS TERROR

The quick, successive attacks have now confirmed Delhi's worst fears.

The terror of the Kaccha-Baniyan gang continues to loom over the city,

as they strike again.

Delhi Police is yet to give any official statement on the case.

With the gang still out there, the big question arises,

how many more of such violent atrocities is the capital going to witness?

Madam, I've spent my entire police career dealing with these people.

I'm intimately familiar with these bastards.

That is why we have called you here, Mr. Chaddha.

At the time of British colonial rule, they were called "criminal tribes".

It was a collection of some 40 to 50 surnames.

There were standing orders to arrest them on sight.

And after India got independence, they were denotified.

But that didn't change their true nature.

Robberies, chain-snatching, pick-pocketing, general thievery

is all done by them, Madam.

Madam, I'd rather keep a pig in my house...

than these people.

They're that filthy.

Let's stick to the facts, please? And focus on this case.

Anyway, Madam, understanding their true nature is required information.

Look at this.

Look at him. Look at his eyes, Madam!

Just like an animal's.

Look. Look at these weapons, Madam.

Take a look at all of this, Madam.

By the way, they are not just in Delhi. They have gangs all over the country.

Do you have a list of suspects?

How will we catch them?

Madam, these people are all linked to one another, they're interconnected.

Anyone can be considered a suspect.

The mother steals purses and runs, while the father slits throats on trains.

They don't breed extraordinary people like Hussain Bolt.

Usain Bolt.

Exactly. They won't breed any Hussain Bolts.

They'll only breed more criminals.

You're generalizing, Mr. Chaddha.

I'm not generalizing at all, I'm just telling you the facts.

If you find even one of these tribal types who isn't a crook,

I swear I will give up my pension.

Madam, I knew them

when they were still sacrificing goats before committing crimes.

Why did they sacrifice goats?

Superstition.

They did it to avoid jail time, the police and the courts.

They believe cutting a goat cuts these things from their lives.

Madam, the things I could tell you about them!

They aren't called "born criminals" for no reason.

Mr. Chaddha, there are no "born criminals."

Anyway, let's not waste any more time. Where should we start?

- Shahdara, I would say. - Great.

Jairaj, Subhash, get your teams together. And take Mr. Chaddha with you.

Yes.

Madam, why take on the stress?

Just hand the case over to me, I can tackle it.

I can keep in touch with the Commissioner myself.

That's great. All the very best to all of you.

And remember, please follow proper police procedure.

Yes, Madam Sir.

Madam...

would you please look into my pension?

Now, Mr. Chaddha, you had a government job for so many years.

You know that these things take time. But I'll get it done.

Madam, please look into it.

- Come along, Mr. Chaddha. - Let's go.

Come on.

What the fuck? What a bigot!

I can't believe we have to work with this guy.

Jairaj and Subhash will handle him.

Okay. We need to scan the evidence and the CCTV footage

of both crime scenes. There must be a link.

Yes, Madam Sir.

Has the autopsy report come? And the forensics report?

I'm following up.

Rampur road will be a faster route.

Yes, Sir.

SHAHDARA

- This is Matchstick Lane. - Matchstick Lane?

Yes. The people who steal attaché cases, briefcases,

suitcases from trains, buses and banks. They all live on this lane.

Hey! Get those two. Take them in!

Yes, Sir!

And the lane next to it is called Forty Houses.

Hey!

Everyone who lives there

is in the business of making and selling local hooch.

And the lane next to it is called Break-In Lane.

The people who break into houses and shops to steal stuff,

they all live here.

Amazing, they even have departments of their own!

Oh, Chaddha! You got old, man! Retire already!

Motherfuckers! Stop wreaking havoc in Delhi, then I'll retire!

- Who is Ratan Pawar? - Yes, Sir?

Come here.

Okay, round them up.

Even the women?

There's no difference between women and men here.

I don't discriminate.

That's Sheela, she has a record.

And this is her daughter-in-law. She was a juvenile delinquent.

She's been in and out of jail many times since.

And both father and son are break-in specialists.

Take them along.

- But, Sir... - Hey!

- Take them. - We haven't done anything this time, Sir!

- Come on! - What are you taking us in for?

Narji, Manu, Amariya, Nanku, and Tariya.

Show me the list. Do we have them all?

- Some of them. - Listen up!

- You see the names on this list? - Yes.

- Get hold of all of them. - Yes, Sir.

You'll find all of them in this lane.

And if you don't find them, get hold of their family members instead.

- Off you go. - Yes, Sir!

- Are you Madan Pawar? - Yes, Sir.

- Come on. - Move!

Take him in.

Where is Jwala Singh?

Open up!

These are schoolbags.

They probably contain books. Why do we need them?

Their books don't contain knowledge, they contain contraband.

They sell weed and hash out of their bags.

Hey, take them along!

- Come on! - Move!

- Move! - Go!

Come on!

You think we're stupid!

What are you looking at? Keep walking!

- Just hear me out. - Just keep walking!

Keep going!

- Mom! - Mom!

Move, asshole!

- So, you've been selling weed! - Sir!

I'm walking, Sir! Stop whacking me!

Keep walking, moron!

But, Sir...

Move, asshole!

Move!

Come on!

Don't look behind. Just keep going!

Keep going! Get in the car!

- Move faster! - Take it easy.

Move faster, you weakling!

Mr. Chaddha, he was trying to escape from the back route.

We also found cash in the moron's bag.

- Look. - Fuckers!

What are you doing? Move!

Come on, get in!

- Get in. - Close it.

What's the matter, Sir? Why does Madam want to see me?

I don't know.

Sir, it must be something.

Don't stress over it. Just come.

Did you trace the call that came from the PCO?

Ma'am, we were able to trace the location of the phone booth.

There are no CCTV cameras nearby,

so identifying the caller will be difficult.

But we are trying, ma'am.

I want to know who leaked the footage from the Arora house CCTV.

Ma'am, we are working on that as well. I'm trying to find out.

Tap into the call records of every single person

who was there at the crime scene.

But it was only police personnel, ma'am.

Every single one of them. Including me.

Yes, ma'am.

Guys, this leaked CCTV footage situation is a very serious matter.

I feel it's an insider's job.

I'm not saying one of you did it. I trust you.

But maybe by mistake or unintentionally,

you could have shared information with someone,

and the leak could've happened at their end.

I think this is a good time to tell me.

We have to get down to the bottom of this.

- Hello? - Yes, is it urgent?

You won't even say hi or hello!

Well, I'm just... under a lot of pressure because of the case.

Okay, Mommy's a bit stressed out.

We're going to Mussoorie and...

she'll be home alone.

Is the Kaccha-Baniyan gang still on the loose?

I'll speak to the Area Officer and... beef up the patrol.

That's fine, but I was thinking we could install iron grills on the windows.

What do you think?

Devinder, I've been meaning to ask you something.

Please don't get mad.

Our Mussoorie plan is still on, right?

Yes, silly. It's on.

You...

You didn't tell anyone about the Kaccha-Baniyan gang situation, right?

I know that you know it's a sensitive case, but the news has been leaked.

So, I thought I'd check with you.

What do you mean?

Are you accusing me?

My own wife thinks that I leaked the news?

I'm not accusing you, I'm just asking...

Hello?

ACP Neeti Singh?

Doctor Dhami.

These are your reports.

Finally.

What's the update on Maneesh Monga's autopsy?

The autopsy reports will be coming in by evening.

Thank you, Doctor.

You know...

we only recover such mangled bodies in car accidents.

In connection with the successive murders of senior citizens in the city,

the Delhi Police have arrested DNTs.

They are known as Denotified Tribes,

who are found across various cities in India.

They have many hubs in Delhi as well.

Who are these people?

Watch our special documentary on DNTs, tonight at 9:30 p.m.

Please calm down.

Yes, I understand...

- Sir, may I leave? - Sit over there.

Yes, you. What's your name?

Javed.

- Where do you live? - Here.

"Here?" Do you live at the police station?

Shahdara.

Tell me your name.

- Where do you live? - Shahdara.

- What's your name? - Raju.

Raju.

- Where do you live, Raju? - Paharganj.

You came all the way from Paharganj?

Get going.

What's your name?

- Iravat. - What do you do?

- Hey, quiet! - Quiet!

This police station might be new, but I'm not.

Stealing and looting is one thing. But you have now moved on to murder!

I will break open each of your asses individually!

Until I find out who among you is a part of the Kaccha-Baniyan gang,

none of you will be set free!

Times have changed.

That's the asshat.

Hey, you're the same guy.

- Come on. - Get up. Get up!

Come on.

- What has changed? - Everything.

We aren't a criminal tribe anymore. We're denotified!

You asshole!

Fucking cunt! There's no need for your wisdom.

Understand? Don't get smart with me!

Tell me, why did you run?

What's your name?

Azaad.

Azaad.

- You guys are fucked. - Hey! You!

Come with me. You too.

And you three, come with me!

Hey, stop picking your nose! Come on!

Why are you still sat down? Get up!

You guys picked up kids and women as well?

Madam Sir, some of these people have criminal records.

But Mr. Chaddha insisted on picking up their family members too.

Where would the kids have gone?

But we have informed these people

to have their kids picked up by their relatives before nightfall.

We can't keep kids here overnight.

We'll handle it, Madam.

Make sure it's done.

Yes.

Madam, this is Chanda.

She steals clothes and utensils.

And she hides everything from phones to VCRs under her skirt!

Sir, I have stopped doing those things.

Shut the hell up!

And this is Ramesh Kabutra.

He's a break-and-enter guy.

He breaks the locks of shops and houses, and then loots them.

This is Ajooba, and this is Mansukh.

They are also called "day-fers".

Their schedule is like that of a one-day match.

They leave in the morning, and return in the evening with stolen goods.

And this is Vakil...

a lawyer who stands outside the Tis Hazari courts making affidavits all morning.

And in the evening...

he makes moonshine.

Madam...

Stay where you are.

Madam, we haven't done anything.

Really?

Don't be unnecessarily dramatic just because Madam is here.

Madam, I'm telling you the truth.

- I sell flowers... - Now she'll pass out.

- Hey! - There she goes.

- Oh, God! - Do you see that?

- Did you? - Be careful!

- Move away! - Didn't I tell you she would pass out?

Look at her!

She has fainted and you're... Someone, get water!

Madam, why is everyone getting so worked up?

She's a serial fainter, Madam! She faints at the slightest prompt!

I've arrested her multiple times, and she fainted every time.

I was willing to bet on it. Seriously! You can ask them. Tell her.

And you know what, Madam?

A monkey can grow old,

but it never forgets the tricks it has learned!

Ma'am, we found two people

whose location history places them near the first crime scene.

The location was Greater Kailash.

Exactly two days before the Arora murder.

They were probably there to identify the house.

- Bring them to the interrogation room. - Okay.

Come on.

Start from the beginning.

Madam, we haven't done anything.

We used to steal. We quit four years ago. I got a job as a watchman.

And where is that?

At a bungalow in Greater Kailash?

You think we're dumbfucks?

His name is Azaad, Madam.

And you!

Hey!

What's your name?

Jugnu Pardi.

Hey...

you are Raju Pardi's son, right?

There's none of that Kaccha-Baniyan business amongst us.

Both your phone records have been traced...

to the crime scene two days before the murder happened.

What were you two doing there?

Madam Sir.

We've found this CCTV footage near their phone location.

It's them.

And they're just 300 meters away from the Arora house.

Well...

this is you, right?

How many others in the gang?

Keeping an eye out for cameras is something I'm fairly attuned to.

I'm a thief. Not a dumbfuck like him...

Do you think we're stupid?

You were seen in the vicinity two days before the murder.

What were you doing there?

Madam, we didn't do anything.

We are not in any gang.

Madam, they are blatantly lying.

And we have a strong case right now.

If you give me permission...

I will extract information from them in my own way, in very little time.

All the evidence is against them so far, Madam Sir.

If we do some old-fashioned interrogating, they'll blurt out the truth.

Neeti, set up a medical examination for them.

Yes, Madam Sir.

And don't leave a mark.

The battery is running out.

- I'll charge it. - Go on.

Don't try and be a hero for nothing. Just be honest with us.

Ma'am, it's Rumaal Singh.

- You sure? - Yes, ma'am.

He had several calls with a reporter that day.

That's the reporter's number, ma'am.

Thank you.

You're suspended for leaking the crime scene footage.

I made a mistake, Madam Sir. Please forgive me. Don't suspend me.

- I didn't know, Madam Sir... - You didn't know?

This footage will now play all over TV, WhatsApp, and all the news channels.

It will fill people with fear.

The criminals are alert now.

Our whole team is working hard, day and night,

and you compromise our investigation?

Get out!

Madam Sir, please. I...

Sir, we found the leak. It was a constable from my team.

- I've suspended him. - That's a relief.

Mole's out.

And from what I'm hearing, Chaddha is doing a good job?

I know.

He's a piece of work.

Yes, he's a headache.

But on the bright side, Sir,

we have two potential DNT suspects with past criminal records.

They were located around the area of the crime scene

two days before the murder.

Great.

Let's present these two to the media as soon as possible.

Public should know they are safe, and the city is safe.

Absolutely, Sir.

As soon as my investigation proves they're guilty, I shall do so.

Okay.

Sir.

With the first murder in mind,

it does seem like the Kaccha-Baniyan gang's M.O.

Although, the police administration has not released a statement about it yet.

And on the other hand,

it has been reported that reputed lawyer, Mr. Vineet Singh,

is going to arrive at the police station.

The actual reason is unknown,

there is much speculation about his visit.

As you can see, Vineet Singh, a reputed celebrity lawyer,

has arrived in his car at Hauz Khas Police Station.

Yes?

- Hello, ma'am. - Hello.

Vineet Singh. We met on the Khanna case.

Of course.

But I don't know how I can help you,

because there are no Page 3 celebrities in my lockup today.

There are other pages in the newspaper, DCP Madam,

which you're aware of.

I'm here to represent any DNT seeking legal help.

Okay.

We are at the preliminary stage of our inquiry

and no arrests have been made so far.

But on what basis have you detained them?

Just because they are DNTs?

Why would you assume we don't have any evidence?

Of the people you've withheld...

a lot of them do not have any prior criminal records.

Why are they here?

I don't owe you an answer, but I'm going to tell you anyway.

Our investigation is underway, and they're here for questioning.

Are we living in the British era?

They used to call them "born criminals".

And the sad part is, Madam, when the English left in 1947,

this was the only tribe that didn't gain freedom.

Our own people kept them in settlement jail till 1951.

And today, 70 years later, we're still treating them like criminals.

Just remind me, why exactly are you here?

Is this some kind of publicity stunt to stay relevant?

I assure you, Madam...

this has got nothing to do with publicity.

My firm and I have been representing Denotified Tribes for quite some time.

- Without noise. - Great.

So, let us both do our jobs quietly. Why waste time?

Because... the people are not reacting quietly.

They are reacting violently.

Look at this.

A retired IPS officer.

He writes, "Once a criminal, always a criminal."

A social boycott has begun against them.

People are circulating their names.

And not just watchmen, cleaners, office boys,

but even clerks and assistant managers are being fired out of fear.

Maybe some of them are still criminals.

But all of them?

When the Harshad Mehta scam happened, were all the Mehtas thrown in jail?

I get your point, Mr. Singh.

You are free to represent whoever you want.

If we make any arrests, I'll see you in court.

Thank you.

I don't understand why he wants to represent DNTs?

Madam, he...

belongs to the tribal community.

Really? I didn't know that.

He changed his title before he began his practice.

Did Jugnu and Azaad confess?

Are we falling short, Bhupendra?

I mean, as a police force, what is it that we're doing wrong?

Why won't the crime rate go down?

Madam, we don't have the luxury of thinking about it.

There's always another crime to solve.

We don't even have time for our own families.

How is everyone at home?

I just... can't seem to find Rebha a husband.

I got a profile made for her on a matrimonial site,

and she made me delete it.

Rebha is a sensible girl.

If she wants to get married, she will.

How is Chandu, Madam? Has she settled well in Toronto?

She has stepped out of her comfort zone for the first time, so...

it'll take some time, but she'll...

She'll make it on her own.

My Dad is still not home!

When he left in the morning,

he told me he would return and make me a car out of clay.

Now even the moon is up in the sky! Why isn't my Dad back yet?

Wait...

Mom said some people in uniform came over and took Dad away!

Please, God, I don't want a car made out of clay!

I just want my Dad back!

God knows how many children have been crying for their fathers like this!

And God knows how many husbands have been snatched away from their wives!

What is their crime?

Is it because they are from tribes?

Have they committed a crime by being born in a tribe?

What kind of law is this? What kind of an administration is this?

When the situation is so dire, what can the public possibly do?

How will justice be served?

Tell us! How will justice be served?

If you do not rise, the crimes will keep rising!

If we do not rise, the crimes will keep rising!

The criminals will be all the more encouraged!

There's no point in covering your faces.

You morons have dug your own grave.

And if everything comes up clear after all this drama,

then just think about what the SHO will do to you.

A charge-sheet for four murders will be filed, kiddo.

If you're sentenced to death, you should consider yourself lucky.

If not, you'll rot in prison for life.

The number you have dialed is switched off. Please try again...

ACP Neeti Singh. I'm here to meet Dr. Anand in the examination room.

- Go straight. It's the last room... - Okay.

- Hello, Devinder? - Hello?

- Hello? - I can't hear you.

Could you speak louder?

We're waiting to have dinner with you.

Can I call you back in half an hour?

Just tell me when you'll be home.

I'll be a little late tonight.

Move!

- Fucker! - Get them!

Stop them!

- Get them! - Get them!

- Hey, you! - Up ahead, catch them!

Move!

Fuck!