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My story begins in Bangalore.

The day, when I was supposed to meet,

the king of the legal world.

Why does media call you Mad lawyer?

Neither am I your daughter,

nor close to you.

Let's stick to lawyer client relationship, Mr. Shikhawat.

This one's got the habit of telling the truth.

Such people are seldom found in our profession.

Will you help me in destroying JJ?

Do you know why JJ has picked you?

-Because you're a woman. -Lawyer.

Just be careful of JJ.

Prove it to me that Niraj has committed the rape.

And I'm on your side.

I want to confess.

I raped Vartika.

You don't get it, in our country,

women can be sentenced to death,

but not executed.

You can get a seat for the next Lok Sabha elections from Meerut...

in return, stop pursuing the capital punishment case.

If she is so clever,

then she must be wiser to know that...

that she has been fired.

-Get out of my farm. -Sure, sir.

JJ and I are facing each other.

All the game rules are erased.

Match is set. Gloves are on.

It's now going to be a knockout round.

This point in life, I want to take some risks.

JJ is a shark.

I want to face the sharks...

and not be scared of them.

No wonder they call me the Mad lawyer.

Did you ever think,

Puneet and you would own a law firm?

Henceforth, the reigns of the firm go to,

my son, the most competent advocate, Akshay.

If I could change anything about my past,

would I change it? Maybe not.

If something ever happens to mom...

I will kill you.

and your father.

You can't intrude in my personal and professional life.

Until I'm here, I can do anything.

At times I feel there can't be a better friend than you.

I...

am not as bad as you think I am.

Hey, morning, new neighbour.

By the way, I'm Raghav.

Little girls are unable to face the wolves.

From what I remember,

the wolf's head is axed in the story.

The girl's dad saves her.

I wonder, how would girls,

without a father be saved?

JJ is...

- making my life impossible. - Ok... ok

Everything will be alright, okay?

There is nothing worst than being reliant.

I can go to any lengths for my clients.

Even though it would mean to stand against CM Mrinalini.

Emotions shouldn't dictate legal decisions.

We are so close to the truth.

That government is in chaos.

Are you here to congratulate, or accept defeat?

Till now you were facing a lawyer,

whose hands were tied.

I'll be the next CM.

Your good days are over.

If you want to be the CM,

then you've to win the Pinnacle case.

How the hell did you access my home security?

Where there is a will, there is a way.

For today's election for the new CM,

I've proposed the name of my colleague, Mr Janardhan Jaitley

I'll give him a befitting reply, in his own game

Do you have anything against him?

I've something that not only helps you defeat him,

but also brings an end to him.

Recently, I came to know from the lawyer of

Late Mr Surya Shekhawat, Akshay Jaitley

has disinherited his rapist son,

and made me the sole heir.

Niharika, come back.

The game has just begun.

In life, there is no greater enemy,

than our own kin.

I've chosen my path,

but will I reach my destination?

Down with you!

Down with Jinglepur!

Down with you!

- Stop here, Naveen. Thank you - Down with Jinglepur!

Down with you!

Down with Jinglepur!

Let's go?

I only came here to drop you off.

After that, not my monkey, not my circus.

You would have come if it was against JJ, right?

Yes. Anything else?!

Sorry, Niharika. It's just that the media doesn't know me.

We need you. You are our media muscle.

The media muscle will melt if I'm seen here.

They already called me the mad lawyer,

now they well tag me as an activist too.

After that whatever I say, it wouldn't matter.

Anyway, they are your friends.

Oh! So, now we're playing 'Who knows who' Really?

I didn't mean it like that.

I want to make Juris, India's top law firm.

I want to be Delhi's top lawyer.

and to achieve that

I have to get inside that gate, not remain out.

Are you out of your mind?

Maybe not Jinglepur, but since Webpal,

we haven't bagged a big corporate client.

A firm is known by the clients it has.

Go.

Be that big Corporate lawyer.

Just don't forget that we started Juris to help groups like Earth N(e)xt.

If want to protest on the streets,

hang up your robe and become a revolutionary.

But I want to practice law,

not just for NGOs and causes, for Corporates as well.

Juris has to grow someday.

Long live the revolution!

I don't want to fight with you.

All I have to say...

We need you.

I need you.

Dushyant Rathore is a robber!

Jinglepur down down!

Down down! Down down!

Jinglepur down down!

Down down! Down down!

Jinglepur down down!

Suresh, isn't this outcry for Duke Brother's entertainment?

No, sir. Let me go and see why the Police isn't here as yet, sir.

Suresh, you should go and get the HR to clear your full and final payment.

I will sign the termination letter.

No, sir. I'm on it, sir. Five minutes, sir.

- Just give me five minutes, sir. - F*** off!

Hello, Commissioner.

You were going to send the Police force.

Where have they reached, sir? Mr. Dushyant is furious.

Dushyant, they are only talking about the protests.

You charge by the hour, right!

- Excuse me? - I want 50 percent growth this year.

I want 500 crores from them.

In exchange, no merger, no board seat.

We have negotiated merger of equals, Mr. Rathore.

The paperwork is locked and the deal is locked.

- Months of planning... - Where the f*** is your partner?

back and forth.

- Last minute... - Your partner?

He is in the washroom but you cannot renegotiate this deal.

You also should go and accomapany him there.

The drama happening downstairs will be cleared in ten minutes.

Focus on your job,

or else 50 people are willing to replace you.

- Mr. Ra... Mr. Rathore... - Hello. Hello. How are we, today?

Well-known activists, such as Medha, Mandaar and Shabnam

have joined the protest this morning

and now Delhi's acclaimed lawyer Niharika Singh

and her partner Pintu Tandon too have joined this protest.

IDP's, meaning Internally Displaced Persons

and Earth N(e)xt NGO have claimed

that Jinglepur Industries has acquired the land dishonestly,

for their factory in Narela

and now they are forcibly removing the local IDP's.

Friends, we have no reason to fear.

We will move forward together.

We will face them peacefully.

You don't have permission to protest over here,

so please leave right away.

or else Delhi Police will have to take action against you'll.

This is your first and final warning.

No! No! No!

- Stop! Don't hit them! Stop! No! - Charge

Stop! Stop!

Puneet.

Let go! Move!

Puneet.

Let go!

Stop! Don't hit them!

Let go! Move!

Nab him!

- I'm a lawyer. - Puneet.

Let go!

Puneet.

They look like ants fighting, don't they?

Shall we?

Butter chicken, then?

- Thank you, sister. - You're welcome.

Niharika. Is he okay? Where? Where is he?

He's fine, Sue. He's fine. He's in 302.

- Oh God! - Hey. I'm okay.

I'm okay Sue. I have to go to court.

- I have to bail out Farhan and Reema. - No, no.

- One second... - They won't get bail.

- Stones were pelted from behind us. - Are you f***** serious!

Why would you say that?

- Puneet, because... - F*** it, Niharika!

I can still distinguish between right and wrong.

I will bail out my friends without your help. Okay?

- Puneet, one second... - Puneet?

Guys.

F*** this!

Just one second, Puneet.

F***!

Niharika.

Niharika!

Every time I feel my life is getting back on track, you appear.

Please, Akshay!

Just leave me the f*** alone! Please!

Niharika. Please listen to what I have to say.

Please. I just got back from Delhi!

Niharika!

Akshay!

Where the f*** were you?

You know...

Hello, sir.

Good morning, sir.

Ma'am, the news...

The Police caning...

Are you okay, ma'am?

Shanaya, there's no ma'am her.

My name is Niharika.

Nowadays, in law school

do they only teach you to address people as sir and ma'am?

Ma'am is here. Ma'am is here.

- Ma'am. - Ma'am, are you okay?

How is Puneet sir?

Why was there canning in a peaceful protest?

- Should I call the Doctor? - This has become a Delhi Police custom.

Ma'am you don't worry.

We will bombard them with cases and teach them a lesson

Ma'am you relax

We won't spare them this time.

Puneet and I are fine.

We have clients who need their lawyers.

So, stop scrolling on social media and news,

and go to work! Now!

Okay ma'am.

Ma'am, I need to talk to you about the Shreya Mehta case...

Ni-ha-ri-ka!

Niharika. It's easy. Call me Niharika.

Okay, ma'am. But Shreya Mehta's...

I want every detail on the merger

between Jinglepur industries and Duke brothers.

Those that are available in public domain and those that aren't.

And if an Investigator is required, then call Dilbahar.

But they are clients of Jaitley and Associates, ma'am.

Are we stealing their client?

Got it, ma'am.

Your mental health is so imbalanced...

that you require so many toys?

I think you've barged into the wrong cabin, Mr. Jaitley.

SK's cabin is on the left, next to the washroom.

You've returned after six months and are staying in a hotel.

You should've come home.

I don't expect a hug,

but I deserve to be greeted and good wishes

You have lost the right to be greeted and my good wishes

won't be of any use to you!

How long will you continue to behave childish?

I might be a bad man, but I had no role in Rohini's...

I didn't kill your mother, buddy.

You received a message on your phone from a stranger

and you believed it?!

What kind of a lawyer are you?

- You should at least investigate... - Investigate what?

Investigate what?!

You made an entire human being disappear into thin air!

- I don't know where is Randeep. - Yeah, sure!

Rohini was my wife. I loved her alot!

Yeah, sure!

Who doesn't have problems? I did too.

Add some more emotion to it, Mr. Minister!

I cannot believe it!

Nonsense.

You've lost your mind like your mother.

So, get rid of me.

Just go serial, Mr. Jaitley.

When people will learn that your son is also dead,

there will be a huge wave of sympathy,

you will go from Chief Minister to Prime Minister. Now get out!

If your son is a bad son, then why should one save money?

If your son is a good son, then why should one save money?

Such a waste!

The boy has completely lost it.

Anyway, let it be.

Who commissioned the stone pelting at the Earth N(e)xt protest?

Investigate that, OP.

Right, sir.

Your honor, there is no evidence of the involvement

of my clients Farhan and Reema in this incident.

Dozens of videos are available, Your honor.

Present one, Mr. Chironjilal!

Present one video where my clients are seen pelting stones. Please!

We are collating statements from the witnesses, your honor.

If they are outside, they will surely intimidate.

Intimidate?!

My clients are well known environmentalists, your honor.

They aren't hoodlums or politicians,

who would threaten witnesses outside court.

Also, if my friend here had even one eyewitness,

he would have presented him in court by now.

Your honor, in this country,

when did non-violent protests become a crime?

- The non-violent protestors pelted stones, your honor.

- They protested without permission.

He is crazy for...

...fighting with an injury on the head.

And you are crazy because,

you are still thinking about Akshay.

- It is clear that the situation went out of control

because the Police reaction was uncoordinated.

-Moving on further... -Sue, I was thinking,

I don't want to be mad at him anymore.

Being a little angry is necessary.

- Ok enough! - You deserve better.

The state hasn't presented any evidence against accused Farhan Sheikh,

Reema Saigal and their companions in today's stone peltin

The defendants' bail plea is accepted.

- Next! - But, your honor.

The order has been granted, Mr. Chironjilal.

- Listen to me, your honor. - Next case. Come forth.

- Congratulations, Puneet. - Thank you.

Get well quickly, so that I can kill you myself.

Not here. You will be charged under 307.

- Huh? - Attempt to murder.

Oh, wow. Very funny!

Mr. Ankush, what do Farhan and Reema have to say?

Jinglepur isn't going to give up easily.

I said it earlier, and I'll reiterate.

I want to go on the other side of the gate.

Very funny!

My name is Ankush Singhal.

I am one of the founders of Earth N(e)xt.

Today's stone pelting incident which happened outside...

Jinglepur Industries' office, during the protests...

Farhan, Reema and myself take full responsibility for it.

We thought it would be a peaceful protest

but some of our companions lost their cool on seeing the Police

and they started pelting stones.

My companions and I extend all our support

with the Police investigations.

We have to pay the price for the mistake we've made

The price of stupidity.

What stupidity?

Taking Earth N(e)xt's case or their fight against evil?

Both.

Looks like JJ is standing in front of me.

Hey! That's not fair.

I want to be the No.1 lawyer of Delhi.

I have an ambition and I will not apologize for that.

If I was the No.1 lawyer of Delhi, secondly Neeraj wouldn't even dare to think of trying to kill me.

I don't know about you, but I want to be untouchable.

so nobody dares an attempt to murder on me, again.

Look, your half-brother was evil, okay.

But that doesn't mean you lose your moral compass.

Right and wrong are just perspectives, not absolutes.

Ma'am, you...

There's no ma'am here, only Niharika Singh.

Why are you here so late?

Ma'am, I...

The Police has reached Farhan's house to arrest him.

Okay.

Okay?

That's all you have to say?

F***!

I was working on a brief on Shreya Mehta's matter.

I'm sure you recall Jumbo gyms, right?

Shreya made fun of her...

...ex-boyfriend's small size in front of her friends.

This news has spread

and the ex-boyfriend is suing her now.

Shanaya, go home.

If you work so much, your boyfriend will also sue you.

Ma'am... I mean, goodnight.

- Goodnight. Bye. - Goodnight.

You asked for an interview on the Shreya Mehta case.

- Earth N(e)xt is being handled by my partner. - Pintu Tandon?

Puneet Tandon.

He's here.

Ma'am, but interview...

Sir... Pintu...

- Not today. Tomorrow. - Puneet...

Please call before coming.

Let me guess. Earth N(e)xt f*** again?

I need help.

- Ma'am, a courier has come. - Later.

Farhan and Reema were taken from their homes at 2 am.

Their co-founder has confessed.

He's talking nonsense! I was with them all night.

We think that...

Okay, I think that it has to be Dushyant.

Who else would levy so much pressure?

- Can we tell Dilbahar... - Dil already has three cases.

Can you get an outside investigator?

Sure.

Can you at least talk to Mr. Sharad and get the case listed with Judge Mehta?

We won't get bail for a whole year if we get a judge like Chaddha.

Okay, I'll try.

Thank you.

Parcel, ma'am. Who do I hand it to?

Who is it from?

I don't know, ma'am.

- Pyaari! - Yes, ma'am.

- Take care of this. - Sure ma'm.

What do you want?

- One chance.

- I know I f***** up.

Fine.

Juris office, tomorrow.

- Why tomorrow? Why not now?

- Now? - Yeah.

- We have a 6 month backlog of gossip.

- The sooner we start the better.

- Plus, I'm super jet-lagged, so, we have all night.

What are you doing here?

Nothing.

I'm here to see a friend.

Friend?

Friends don't ghost each other, Akshay.

I know.

I know. I know. I know. I know.

Look, I was in London for six months

- and I was working on my... - Daddy issues?

- Yeah. - My issues are sorted.

Well, then hear mine out.

No unloading. Promise.

Just a drink and loads of apologies for the ghosting.

- Oh! - Sorry, ma'am. I took time.

When you called... Panipat.

- Yeah, yeah. Come in. - Thank you.

Dil, that means Puneet was right.

Ankush's confession was a lie.

Would you like me to inform Mr. Puneet?

No. Not yet.

Tell her that sir is unavailable.

Ma'am, sorry. He's not free.

Ma'am? Ma'am, wait! Ma'am.

Ma'am.

Ma'am, wait!

Listen to me, ma'am.

One second. I'll just call you back.

Irritatingly persistent, Ms. Singh!

When you didn't get an appointment after ten calls,

you just barged into my office?

The receptionist forbade you and yet you muscled your way in.

I'm impressed.

And not just at your beauty.

I want to narrate a short story.

I love stories.

May I?

Please. It would be my pleasure.

Enter, Mr. Munjal.

A car-part salesman,

who has no obvious connection with your Jinglepur Industries.

Mr. Munjal has three bank accounts.

Had, actually.

From 17th March to 17th April.

All three accounts were active just for one month.

Small deposits were made in them daily.

One would think they would be in cash, but no.

A foolish accountant issued cheques from a company called Paras Gems.

I assume there's a point to your story.

Thirty one times three is ninety three.

Thirty one checks were deposited.

What do you get when you add all the petty amounts, Dushyant?

Twenty one lakhs, forty nine thousand, four hundred and twenty.

Four twenty is in this figure.

I digress.

The point is,

there is no obvious connection between Paras Gems with Jinglepur.

But what do you get when you open the paperwork of Paras Gems?

Paras Gems is a subsidiary company of Jinglepur.

Remember Mr. Munjal? He has a sister - Lekha.

And Lekha's husband is Ankush Singal.

I'm waiting. The point? If you have one.

The first money transfer took place on 17th March.

One week after Earth N(e)xt sought permission for the protest.

In simple words, you bribed Ankush Singal.

For his confession

and I guess you commissioned the stone pelting too.

So, my point is that I wish to meet with that foolish accountant.

Just want to shake his or her hand.

Mad lawyer,

I'd heard

but this level of barking madness is beyond my imagination.

Ms. Singh.

Let me save you some time.

From here, go directly to court,

file a case,

notify the judge that out of my several companies

one company, paid one of its vendors,

whose alcoholic brother-in-law is a part time activist.

Then prove to the judge that I authorized all those transactions.

Also, convince the judge that I commissioned that stone pelting.

Then let us see,

if the judge doesn't have you kicked out, I'll see you again.

I've only begun.

- If I dig deep... - you will find nothing.

Nice story, Ms. Singh,

but unfortunately it is nothing more than that.

And clearly, you cannot acquire this evidence

without getting into the accounts of Paras Gems.

That means we are dealing with stealing,

hacking, corporate espionage.

I wonder how many cases can be made against you.

Oh!

Modelling, Ms. Singh.

Perhaps that's a better profession for you.

I can make you Paras Gem's next Brand Ambassador.

Look, the only reason I've summoned you all here today,

so I may assure you that the Delhi Government is working only for you.

Many people took advantage of the generosity of Delhiites.

Even the past Governments did.

They slit your pockets to fill their own

but we aren't thieves, we are security guards.

We won't permit capitalists to take control of our land and environment.

The moment I learned that Dushyant Rathore

is attempting to seize the land of IDPs or Internal Displaced Persons,

we became alert instantly.

Delhi government will thoroughly investigate into the scam...

of the corruption involved in purchasing this land.

This kind of despicable corrupt practices are unacceptable

in our government.

Even capitalists like Dushyant Rathore will have to go to jail

during our government's tenure.

I think you were right.

Ankush is lying.

Someone levied pressure on him.

Yup.

What do you think?

How did Dushyant Rathore get an NOC from IDPs?

Lakhan Mandal is their MLA.

He facilitated the deal.

I'm sure he got a hefty reward.

But I'm sure many people didn't want to sell their land, right?

I mean Earth N(e)xt...

Yes, many people don't want to sell their land and...

We can file a PIL on their behalf.

Exactly.

A stay will be issued on the land.

Also, Dushyant Rathore will come to the negotiation table.

- Brilliant! Akshat! - Yes, sir. Coming.

Mad lawyer is in the house.

And on the right side of the gate this time.

- Will you file or I? - I will.

Okay, but let me get Shanaya to draft the PIL.

- Shanaya. - Yes, sir.

I submitted a Public Interest Litigation to the Honorable Court

for the protection of IDP land

under Articles 14, 21, 39 of our Constitution.

Jinglepur Industries want to build their factories on IDP owned land

in a massive area of NCR.

They've already acquired permission from the Government

for this purpose but the truth is, this land belongs to the IDPs.

JJ sir.

- What is it? - Sorry, sir.

It's urgent.

That girl isn't going to mend her ways,

however, she is making it easy for us this time.

- When? - Next week, sir.

F*****, I gave you one task to perform.

To lick the white men's asses and get their signatures on the contract!

That's all!

F*** off, Suresh!

SK...

Sir.

Yes, *******!

Ms. Niharika...

Go f****** get her!

SK, listen.

You bring those f****** back to the table, okay.

Offer them a merger.

A****** Chris won't be able to refuse.

Give the mother f****** a stall in Upstart India.

Welcome back, Ms. Singh.

Shall I give you my number or do you prefer to blackmail me

each time you wish to see me?

I must confess,

I'm a little confused as to what you want.

You got a hearing.

You got a stay order too.

But do you really want to go to war with me?

Why wage war when we can make love?

I have a proposal for you.

You are proposing to me?

I must be dreaming.

Even if I do nothing, the CM will try to denotify the IDPs land

- But? - But we both know

that you have friends and relatives in the Central Government.

They will handle Janardhan Jaitley.

So, not a real threat.

So, you are the real threat.

How do I restrain you, Ms. Singh?

You, yourself are enough for that.

Four simple steps.

Rehabilitate the IDPs on your land,

next to Majnu ka Tila.

Provide them moving costs.

Offer jobs to all the working adults

for 2 years, in Jinglepur Industries.

And fourth,

withdraw your complaint against Earth N(e)xt.

That will sort out my PIL too.

As for the fine that will be levied on Juris

for the rejection of the PIL,

we can adjust that later.

So, no to modelling then?

Will you represent me?

Isn't that what you want?

A big client for Juris.

Okay, look.

I accept all your terms.

Let's just leave the three Earth N(e)xt founders in jail.

And starting tomorrow, you will be my personal attorney.

What say?

Why?

Because you are worth it.

Why Earth N(e)xt?

Oh!

Conscience, Ms. Singh. Conscience.

There's no saying when the conscience of these activists might rekindle

and they appear in front of Jinglepur to protest again.

Think, Ms. Singh.

Only about yourself this time.

About Juris.

Don't you want to be bigger.

'Niharika Singh, Delhi's top lawyer.

Juris. Delhi's top law firm.'

'Isn't that what you want?'

'Ambition is visible in your eyes, Ms. Singh.'

'People claim that it is evil

but you and I know ambition is everything.'

Thanks to Niharika,

now we can force Dushyant to take back his complaint

against Farhan and Reema.

Congratulations!

Fantastic job!

Very proud of you! You have an activist in you...

'Never mind these insignificant cases. Come work with me.'

'Let the Earth N(e)xt founders remain in jail

and let us begin a new relationship.'

'The sky, Ms. Singh.'

'The sky is the limit.'

Mr. Rathore.

I'm in.