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[banging cupboard]

[dishes clattering]

-Taran? -[utensils clattering]

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

What are you doing? Behenchod!

-What are you doing? -Didn't I tell you already?

I don't want to have the medicines, I don't!

Please try and understand, this medicine is good for you.

Why is it good?

[shouts] Tell me!

Do I have some kind of disease? Am I sick or what?

-Come on, tell me, behenchod. -Taran!

[utensils clattering]

All the time medicine, medicine, medicine!

To hell with all the medicines!

-[Balbir] Taran! -No!

-[utensils clattering] -Have you gone mad?

[Taran] Yes, yes, I've gone mad. Leave me alone!

-Won't have it? Won't have it? -[Taran whimpering]

-I won't have it… -[Balbir grunts]

Won't have medicines.

[Balbir] Calm down, bitch.

You're driving me also mad.

Why don't you understand me?

Why don't you, behenchod? Why don't you?

[sobbing]

[clattering]

[Balbir sighs]

Taran.

How long will you continue doing this?

I'm done.

It won't happen now.

[melancholic music playing]

[door opens]

[Nimrat mumbling prayers]

[mumbling]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[woman] How's my dear Nimmo?

Preeti?

[Preeti] Preeti who? You forgot?

You are Nimmo and I'm Preeto.

-You don't miss me at all? -I do, yaar.

Who are you trying to kid now? Come on, turn on the video.

-Hey, no, it's better this way. -Hey, let me see your face, Nimmo.

Okay. All right. Give me a sec.

[Preeti] You haven't changed one single bit.

But you look like you've changed. Lost weight or what?

I do Pilates maybe twice a day.

I've come from Ludhiana to London, something had to change.

Check this out.

Just give me two more months, and Rihanna, I'll put her to shame.

Wait, let me grab my bag from the car.

[car lock beeps]

This car, Zoravar gifted to me on our second anniversary.

Brilliant.

Now we move to the house…

And have you had a baby as yet?

We're really trying, yaar, let's see what happens.

Al the best, huh.

Okay, yaar, I gotta go. Golu's in school. I have to pick him up.

Else he'll make a sad face and say…

[in child-like voice] "Mummy, you're late again today."

[Satnam] What time did you meet Paul at the night of the murder?

Madam, you're asking the same question again and again.

Sir, can we please go to the next room and talk?

My questions will remain the same, Soni saab.

This is harassment, okay?

You want to see harassment?

-What do you mean? -I mean, just let me do my work.

Or I'll drag you and your daughter and parade you to the station.

Oh, really? We can also go to the media.

They too are fed up of you people.

On the night of the murder, what time did you meet Paul?

We told you she didn't meet Paul after the engagement.

On the night of the murder, what time did you meet Paul?

Why don't you get it?

After the sangeet practice, we were at home fast asleep.

[breathing heavily]

10.30, 11:00 or so.

Look, listen, you're making the child nervous.

Was it just oral sex you had?

Was it what?

Baby, what are you saying?

Where?

In Paul's car.

Where was it?

At the crime scene?

Do you people actually believe that I was the one who murdered Paul?

Weren't you also the one who lied earlier?

What exactly happened after that?

Tell us the truth.

Nothing happened then, I just came home.

I swear on Papa.

If you still think you want to go and speak to the media, please go ahead.

So as you can see right now,

I am standing just outside Veera Soni's home,

and this case is getting complicated by the day.

-What're you doing? -Failure of the--

-Stop it. Pack it up. -Just a second, ma'am.

-It's my… -You won't give up, huh?

Sir, I'm just working on this case like you guys.

Work? This is getting into somebody's arse, Sodhi.

What do I do? We get nothing from you. You barred my entry in the police station.

Don't I have to keep my kitchen fires burning?

Don't push it or I'll personally burn your kitchen down.

"Kitchen fires", my foot.

But, sir ji…

[indistinct chatter and singing]

[women singing and clapping]

Manoj Kumarji?

-Yes, sir. -[singing continues]

Come on, Kumar saab.

Son of a bitch, what are you doing?

Sir! Sir, what's the matter, sir?

I'll tell you.

-Look. -[singing stops]

You know Pramod Kumar?

Come on. Look again. Your face tells me you know this fellow.

Sir, he's a distant relative of mine. I stay away from him.

-He's a fly-by-night operator, sir. -Where can I find him?

Sir, I know that he works for General Transport.

But if you ask anyone there--

He's vanished from there, where I can I find him now?

How would I know that, sir?

-I haven't spoken to him-- -Behenchod!

Think hard.

Where can I find him?

[whimpering] Sir ji… sir ji…

He's a great follower of the Dera Peer Baba.

He goes there every Thursday.

This is the guy, he spoiled my beautiful mehndi.

Hey, you think you can do whatever you like? I'll file a complaint.

You're filing a complaint anyway.

[clapping continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[truck honking]

Toti, wake up, oye.

[man 1] Hey, Chotu…

-what the hell are you doing? -Oye.

[man 2] Hey, Chotu, get a glass of lassi here.

You didn't hear what I said?

Bring the cup… and work.

Oye, Chotu?

The boy, who was sleeping next to me, where is he?

Oh, pilot ji, it's the dhaba's policy, customers must look after their own stuff.

Shut up!

[dhaba manager] You're cutting chilies, after that I need you to make some rotis.

And serve them to the table in the corner.

Behenchod.

Where the fuck has he disappeared? Son of a bitch.

[line beeping]

[recorded voice] The number you're trying to reach is currently switched off

or out of network area. Please try again later.

The boy who works with me, seen him around?

No.

Toti!

Oye, Toti!

[intriguing music playing]

The number you're trying is currently switched off. Please try again.

-[Balbir] Bhai saab? -[man 1] Haan ji.

-Which way is Kulwinder's house? -Which one?

-[man 2] Kulli, that junkie? -Yes.

[man 2] I know where he is.

-Sat sri akal, ji. -Sat sri akal.

-Is Kulli at home? -No.

But I'm on my way to meet him.

-Come with us then, we also have to meet. -Uh, sir.

May I quickly use the washroom?

Do you know why we want to meet him?

Well, if the police want my son, then it can't be a good thing.

Bastard, son of a bitch.

[inhales deeply]

Oh, wow, cool.

So, Happyji… how come I don't see you these days?

Behenchod, what the fuck are you doing here, huh?

Whichever number I call you from, you managed to block it.

No choice, had to come here.

What the hell do you want?

Didn't I tell you before?

Just asking for my right. Balance 20 lakhs.

-Right? -Hm.

That 20 lakhs you would have got, if you did your job.

Gaandu.

-Really? [laughs] -Wants his bloody right.

But didn't you get it done by someone else?

He didn't die in an accident, but got his throat slit.

-But he did die. -Bhosdike, cut the bullshit.

"But he died."

I just said what the newspapers and TV are talking about.

Only the cops don't know yet.

You're threatening me? Huh?

Fuck it, I'm not paying you anything. Do whatever you want.

Come on, Happyji.

What can a poor man do, huh?

I'll leave everything to the cops now.

Anyway, every police station in Punjab has my mugshot.

God forbid that Thullas would catch me…

they will surely beat the bloody shit out of me.

Once that happens, I'll start talking.

You know what I'm saying?

I'll give you a call tomorrow.

But after today, if I ever see you around my house again,

I'll fuck your bloody ass, man.

[window whirring]

[engine starts]

[message alert beeping]

Satnamji… give the phone some rest once in a while.

[phone beeps]

Hey.

Hey!

Who was that?

Hey! Hey, stop!

Hey!

[indistinct chatter]

[car engine starts]

It's a drug overdose case, sir.

[woman sniffles]

[Satnam] The doctor says he'll survive.

Post two constables. I want a report when he wakes up.

Yeah, bhai, all well?

-[Garundi] Yes, sir. Did you get Kulli? -Forget about Kulli,

the one you took the half day off for, did you meet her or not?

Paaji, I was just about to meet her.

[woman] My brother is a simpleton.

[indistinct chatter]

-Sat sri akal, behenji. -[both] Sat sri akal.

Uh, waiter? Two Nescafés here.

Uh, no sugar in mine, please.

Why?

One shouldn't diet too much, kake.

You see, Punjabi suits need a few curves to look good.

Okay. You guys carry on, I'll see you later.

Your parlor is nearby?

Uh, it's not a parlor, it's a nail bar.

-What bar? -Nail bar.

We work only on nails over there.

Like, polish, acrylic extensions. Mani, pedi.

Mani, pedi?

Manicure is actually for fingernails, pedicure is for the toe nails.

So you mean you clean people's nails?

Ho… don't say that.

Actually I do all kinds of work at the parlor,

-but I'm a nail specialist. -I see.

Check this out.

At the parlor, we take

before-and-after pictures of all our clients.

Does this look like the same girl's nails?

No.

That's what acrylic extensions look like. Fully natural.

[chuckles] Even your nails are looking fully natural.

But mine are real nails.

Oh, I see.

[phone vibrating]

Your sister…

was mentioning that you live with your brother and your sister-in-law?

-That's true. -Okay.

Oh, God, your mom already called to ask how it turned out.

I said they've only just met.

Give them some personal time to decide about this, right?

Will you have a pastry?

-No, no, I have to go. -But why so soon?

-I have work… -Have a pastry before you go.

-No, no. But you guys can celebrate. -Oh, really? [chuckles]

-Yes, sir. -Balbir.

-Go handle the white guy's mother. -But, sir, me?

I have to go to the hospital. You know what my situation is like.

Sir, what do I…

[clicks tongue and sighs]

Sat sri akal, ji.

Hello, madam.

Like some chai?

Madam, coffee?

About the case, do you have any update?

And Liam, his whereabouts?

Madam, uh… we're putting in our best efforts.

Can you tell us what you're doing?

Well, actually, the media has gotten too involved in this case.

So we can't give out any raw updates right now.

But at least any suspect, arrest?

Somewhere a witness may have spotted Liam or…

or any CCTV footage you may have discovered?

Ma'am, the CCTV footage is…

Uh, sir, so Paul Dhillon was…

So, yes, CCTV footage…

madam, we searched everywhere, couldn't find him.

Look, I can understand your feelings.

We've got our eyes on all the suspects.

All stations have got Liam's picture.

Trust me, we're doing everything that we can.

Do you see this?

He wouldn't even look at me. Jassi, tell him I need my son found.

And we really need to know who did this to Paul.

Madamji, please understand that we're doing our best here.

But such cases always take a little time.

Okay, madam…

the last time you spoke with Liam…

everything you tell us about it

will help us to find him.

So, now, it's my job to find Liam?

[scoffs]

Clara?

[indistinct chatter]

[dhaba owner] Hey, look, Shinda's here.

How are you, Shindia?

-[Shinda] Okay, pulling along. -You're looking very tired today.

Are you looking for something? What happened? Toti hasn't come?

Hey, you have come after a whole year, Shindia.

How could Toti have come? Come, come, have some chai.

No. I'll come back later.

If Toti lands up, then give me a call.

Okay.

[indistinct shouting]

[cow moos]

Why didn't you take my calls?

Yeah, I was working on a case.

You don't miss me?

[footsteps approaching]

You liked her? The one that your sister selected for you?

I said yes already.

I always thought we were one family.

But it doesn't seem like that anymore.

Parjai, we're still one family, she'll be a part of us.

[doctor] Sir, just two more days in observation would've helped him.

[Balbir] Don't worry, Doctor saab, we'll observe him on your behalf.

-It's the same thing. -Sir, but he isn't fully stable as yet.

Half the youth of Punjab is unstable, doctor saab.

-What to do? -[sighs]

Yes, sir, but the patient…

He may be a patient for you,

but for me he's just a suspect.

[cell phone ringing]

And it's just methadone, so send your compounder to the station,

we'll give it to him.

Yeah, tell me.

What?

[Nimrat crying]

-[Nimrat crying] -Where is Golu?

I came to pick him up, but I don't know where he's gone.

Why don't you ever come on time?

[breathing heavily]

[teacher] We've checked the entire school building,

but Param is nowhere to be found.

Madam, how can he just disappear?

A six-year-old wouldn't just run off to watch a movie, would he?

Useless people.

[teacher] Yes, ma'am.

Ma'am, we have checked everywhere. Sure, we will check once again.

Where the hell is the rest of your staff?

[teacher] Sir, they're checking outside.

[Balbir] Golu?

Are you in here?

[teacher] Uh, ma'am?

Golu?

Ma'am, these days Param seems disturbed even in class.

And the other day, for no apparent reason he started crying.

Is there a problem at home maybe?

Listen to me.

If my Golu is not found,

it's your school that's gonna have a big problem.

And you too.

Golu?

Golu?

-[teacher] Param! -[Nimrat] Golu!

-[teacher] Param! -[Nimrat] Golu!

Where are you, Golu?

Golu?

Nanu's come to get you.

Golu?

Golu?

[Nimrat] Golu?

Golu?

[sighs in relief]

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[buses honking]

[bus conductor shouting]

-One cup chai. -[tea vendor] Okay, ji.

One chai for you.

-How much is it? -[tea vendor] Ten rupees.

Toti?

Oh, Toti, behenchod!

I've been looking for you for days, I went mad. Where the fuck were you?

Kept your phone switched off. What do you think you're doing?

-Huh? -[voices distorted]

[inaudible shouting]

[inaudible]

Oye?

This is the limit, yaar.

You will blast my bloody brains one day, behenchod!

[buses honking]

-Sir? -Hmm?

May I see the patient?

What's the rush, huh? Have some chai.

I already had three, sir.

Cardamom chai then?

I have to report back to the hospital, sir.

Listen, Shonki!

Another chai for compounder saab.

With cardamom.

[Garundi] Yes, paaji?

-[Kulli grunts] -Report okay?

O… okay.

Well, the compounder is sitting outside, he's getting anxious.

But I told him, our Kulli's alive.

You'd rather die than confess to the cops.

Just give me a little…

Give me a little.

-Just give me a little, behenchod! -Give you a slap, behenchod.

-Give me a little, please. -Shut up. You're getting nothing.

[crying] I just want a little. I just want a little!

[shouts] I just want a little!

I just want a little, behenchod!

[crying] I just want a little, behenchod.

[slow instrumental music playing]

Can I say something?

You're going to say it anyway.

So why ask?

I'm not angry with you, Nimrat.

I'm just worried.

You know what Golu is missing in his life?

Having a father.

Here.

I had a father in my life,

then why is my life such a mess?

I'll tell you why…

because you are a poison.

Whoever gets close to you gets badly damaged.

First it happened to my mom…

then to me…

and now it's Golu's turn.

You'd rather sit here alone than come inside for dinner?

Oh.

No, ji, it's just… [sighs]

The case is eating me up.

You can come inside and have your drink.

-Come on in. I won't disturb you. -Uh…

Ji, thank you.

-Some other day. -I thought you'd say that.

So I brought you this ice box.

There's no need, I'm used to this.

Just keep it.

It will give you an excuse to come back at least,

then I can serve you dinner, too.

Okay, see you.

[Balbir] Okay.

[Bagga] Bhaaji.

-One here. -Where is that pen?

[machine beeping]

How come you need so much cash at one time, Happy paaji?

[Happy] Hmm.

I'm withdrawing my own cash, Bagga, this is not a loan.

So keep your questions in the locker,

and the money in my bag.

Of course, Happy ji. It's your money.

-I was just wondering-- -Hmm. It's my money, right?

[Bagga] Of course, sir.

So keep your trap shut.

[machines whirring]

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Bagga, tell me.

Well, sir, your loan application is being processed,

so it will take just another week or so.

Thank you, sir.

There was a time when I didn't even need to submit an application.

[Bagga] It's not exactly a small amount. And besides, you are aware

-of the bank's rules and regulations. -Hmm.

And one more thing, sir.

Happy paaji had come to the bank today.

[man speaking on microphone in distance]

This place seems quite lonely.

We'll see.

[man speaking on microphone]

Yes?

[constable] No one knows over here, sir!

[indistinct chatter]

-Oye. -[grunts] Fuck off, madarchod.

Stop, behenchod.

[panting]

You guys go from there.

[panting]

[Pramod grunts]

[Garundi] Catch him. Catch him. Catch him!

[constable] Bastard, got away!

[car honking loudly]

[panting heavily]

[both grunting]

[all panting]

Oh, bloody hell.

He managed to dodge us, sir ji.

Like you caught him, motherfucker.

[Balbir] Kulli?

Kulli?

[Kulli shivering]

Come.

-[Kulli whimpering] -[strains] Get up.

[grunts and shivers]

[breathing heavily]

[gasping]

Good.

-[metal clangs] -[Kulli grunts]

-[shivering] -[Balbir sighs]

[breathing heavily]

Behenchod, Garundi will screw me.

-[Kulli panting] -Enough.

Fuck you, bastard.

[cell door closes]

Garundi?

[Garundi] Yes, paaji. Just come, our footage is here.

[Balbir] Are you out of your mind?

What have you done to Kulli?

You know the case is already tough.

-Sorry, paaji, don't get stressed. -What do you mean, don't get stressed?

You couldn't bloody catch that bus driver.

I already am under pressure from the SSP

to drop the bus driver angle from the case. You screw us.

Sorry, paaji. But just come and take a look at what I found.

-Come on. -Let's see.

Look at this.

Saakar's rap at the bar.

[intriguing music playing]

He had a brawl at Chaska Bar, paaji.

With Paul and Liam.

[intriguing music playing]