All language subtitles for MahimS01.E02[eng]

Father?

Shiva!

Father!

What do you think?

His body language does not
look like that of a murderer.

And had he been the murderer,
why would he have approached the media?

Why would he have approached me?

What do you mean?

I mean,

what if Dinesh is not the killer's name?

Think about it.

The name written on the victim's
hand is not that of the killer.

But the killer has actually written
the name of his next victim.

Sir.

Another body has been
found near Mahim railway tracks.

Sir.

I don't know.

There is a difference
between both these cases.

In the first case, the killer
used the anterior approach

to pull out the victim's kidney.

From the front.

Which isn't the correct way.

But in this case...

- Open it.
- Yes, sir.

See, his kidney has been extracted
from the flank region.

It means that the killer knew

how to reach the kidney.

Yes. Now he has gained experience.

First, he murdered Proxy.

By the time of the second murder, he knew exactly
out how to extract the kidney.

What does he do with all these kidneys?

Why is your name written on this?

I don't know, sir.

You must have done something.

Were you at loggerheads with anyone?

No, sir. I don't remember
if something happened unintentionally.

Sir, I am really scared.

I have a small child, sir.

Sir, I will tell Sule to be
with him round the clock, for security.

Thank you, sir.

The first two victims
of the killer were f*gg*ts.

Now his next target is a policeman.

What could be the connection between
two gay sex workers and a policeman?

Sir.

This is the second victim's CDR.

And sir, one name is common

in both the victims' CDR.

Sunil Fernandes.

The double murder case has
spread terror in Mumbai.

The police haven't found any clue.

Seeing the careless attitude of the police,

the LGBTQ community

has started protesting outside
Mahim police station.

Will we have to keep reminding the police
their job each time some incident takes place?

They call this news.

After all that I taught him, and this is
the kind of journalist he has become.

Sunil.

Su...

Shiva?

Won't you invite me inside?

Do I need to invite you in?

Come. Come.

Come. Come.

Peter.

Shiva.

Will you have tea?

How can I refuse having your tea,
Sister-In-Law?

- I will bring it.
- Thank you.

Are you planning to go somewhere?

No.

I was rummaging through some old stuff.

It's a good thing that
you have kept some old stuff safely.

At least I tried.

Is he Sunil?

He has grown up.

Where is he? He is not to be seen.

He is away on his college's field trip.

How are you?

You retired so early?

You must have achieved everything
you desired, right?

Get to the point, Jende.

What do you want?

I don't want anything.

Even back then, I did not want anything.

You were in a hurry to succeed.

Just get to the point.

I want to talk to you about something.

Come to the station.

Say what you have to say

here itself.

We can talk here too.

I am choosing not to,
because of Sister-In-Law.

I still care about others.

2 spoons of sugar right, Shiva?

Yes, Sister-In-Law.

Think about it.

Shall I talk here?
Or will you come to the station?

Here, Shiva.

Had you called before coming,

I would have baked
your favorite rose cookies.

I thought maybe the phone number
must have changed.

The number is still the same.

Hello.

Coming.

Shiva?

Peter, my brother!

You saved me.

Were you riding the bike
after drinking alcohol?

No, no.

Beer isn't alcohol.

And listen.

I was not riding the bike after drinking.

I was drinking and riding it.

One day, if you are caught doing this,

you will end up in prison for a long time.

Look. I am a policeman.

My father is a policeman.

Who will arrest me?

Didn't your father arrest the boy involved
in that hit-and-run case?

His father was an MLA.

What happened?

- He was put behind bars, wasn't he?
- You know half the story.

I will tell you the complete story.

The boy has been released.

The MLA bribed my father.

He bought him with a lot of money.

10 lakhs.

My father sold himself for 10 lakhs.

Pay me for the petrol.

Is it okay if I pay you next month?

No. Wait.

Wait, Peter. Wait.

Yes. Fine.

- Fine.
- No. No.

Leave it.

Here.

Yes. Fine.

I will take it later.

Come on.

It still tastes the same.

Thank you.

Mom, can I go to Rohan's
house after school today?

No.

- Let me go, mom.
- No.

- Did you take your lunchbox?
- Yes.

- Mom, please let me go.
- I said no.

Mom, please.
It's just for a little while.

Please let me go.

Okay, fine.
I have to attend a party after office.

I will pick you up after the party.

But don't tell your father.

We want justice! We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

It's said that Mumbai is
a city that never sleeps.

But perhaps,
the police here is always sleeping.

Two murders are committed
right under their nose.

And yet, they are unable to do anything.

But we cannot sit idle.

We will have to come out on the streets.

We will have to raise our voice.

Just like martyr Shaheed Bhagat Singh did,

to revolt against the British.

Check the CCTV footage of his society.

He is Sunil Fernandes.

- Find out his recent movement.
- Yes, sir.

Sir.

The boy named 'Unit', whose phone number
we found in Laxman's CDR;

his number is on Dinesh's phone too.

Call him.

Earlier we had no leads at all.
And now, we have so many leads.

Yes, sir. Sir.

Durra sir left alone.

Sule?

Why aren't you with Durra?

I...

So tell me, Durra?

How come your name
turned up after two f*gg*ts?

Are you also one?

You are joking about it.

And here, I am terrified.

Come.

Give this to me.

Sit.

- Listen.
- Yes.

Listen to me. This is all Pappu's doing.

Pappu is dead.

You are a bachelor.

I have my entire family to think about.

Who will look after them?

Do one thing.

Take off your uniform.

Wear bangles and sit at home.

This is not the time to joke.

Look. There is still time.

Let's tell Jende
that Pappu is behind all this.

Are you mad?

Pappu. Pappu. Pappu.

Pappu's ghost will come and kill you now.

If anything happens to me,

you are also done for.

And if anything happens to the money,

you are also done for.

Understood?

You got scared, right?

We want justice! We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

We want justice! We want justice!

I didn't know

that there are
so many f*gg*ts in the world.

What if Durra also is...?

No, he can't be. He has a wife and child.

If he was one,
he wouldn't have been part of the force.

Why not, sir?

Do you know anything about f*gg*ts?

Answer it.

No, sir. It's fine.

Sir, I will go and check the CCTV.

And that boy, Unit, has been waiting outside
for the past one and half hour.

Make him wait for another one and half hour.

Yes, sir.

Hey, what is this?

What if somebody shoots me?

Good.

What if somebody shoots you in the head?

Yes.

- Kamble.
- Yes.

Where is the green helmet?

Hey!

Hey, I have told you, it's enough.

Leave. Leave now.

Get lost.

I don't want to live here anymore.

Let's leave.

Don't worry.
We both will leave this place soon.

Leave when?

You have been saying the same thing
for years.

And were we able to leave?

Look. Look. Don't worry.
Listen to me.

Where are you?
Where are you?

At home.

You are lying. You are not at home.

You are going there again, aren't you?

Look.

I don't enjoy going there.

You enjoy it a lot.

You enjoy f***ing others over.

What else do I do?

Get f***ed like you?

I was born poor.

But I don't want to die poor.

Got that?

And this whole "moving to Dubai"
that you keep talking about,

one requires money for that.

Why are you not understanding?
Just for money, you ended up killing Pappu.

Why do you have to keep reminding me
about it all the time?

Hey, that's enough.

If you go there again, I will...

What will you do?

Do whatever you want.

Proxy, listen.

Hey!

Are you a masseur?

Do you know him?

Proxy.

He is my childhood friend.

Was he also a masseur like you?

I don't know.

You said he is your childhood friend.
And you don't know.

No, sir.

Is Battery also your friend?

I don't know him, sir.

He must have called me a few times
to enquire about Proxy. That's it.

What did he do?

I don't know, sir.

What do you know?

Sir,

Peter Fernandes is here.

Tell him to sit.

Sit.

Yes.

So what did Proxy do?

You must know what he did.

I will know?

How will I know what you f*gg*ts are upto?

The police know everything.

Had I known,
would I have interrogated you?

I would have straightaway
put you behind bars.

It's your job to ask, sir.

So now you will teach me about my job?

No,no sir. Who am I?

All I am saying is that whatever
you are asking me repeatedly,

I don't know anything about it.

What do you know?

My friend is dead, sir.

And nobody will catch the killer,

I know that.

I will catch the killer.

Won't you help me?

Ask me whatever you want.

I will tell you what I know.

Where were you on Saturday night?

I was at a wedding, sir.

If you want, I have a photo.

Did I ask for a photo?

Show me.

- Kamble.
- Sir.

- Check it.
- Sir.

What were you talking about to
Proxy on the phone at 1:30 a.m.?

Nothing. He said

He will call me once he reaches home.
But he never called back, sir.

You spoke to him for 1 minute 47 seconds.

That's all you spoke?

He kept me on hold
for the first one and half minutes, sir.

After that, he spoke to me.

Why?

I don't know why.

Now, you too made me wait for 3 hours.
I don't know why.

Do not back answer.

Sir,

the photo is genuine.

- What is this?
- This?

I fell down from the train
during my childhood.

The wound seems fresh.

Did you get into a fight?

In Mumbai, one needs connections
even to get into fights.

What do you think? Who killed him?

I don't know, sir.

The day you catch hold of the killer...

I need only 15 minutes with him.

What will you do?

Give him a massage?

Leave.

Sit there.

Yes, okay.

Sit.

Where is Sunil?

He has gone to Nagaland,

for his college trip.

Where in Nagaland?

I don't know.

Call him and ask.

I cannot get through.

Where was Sunil on 14th night?

He left that day itself.

Where were you that night?

At home.

Are you sure?

What kind of question is that?

I will ask the questions here.
You will only give answers. Okay?

I don't want to give any answer.

If you have a reason to accuse me,

I have the right to know that first.

Right.

Isn't Jotin Perry your disciple?

Now I understand from where
he learnt all this.

I have the right to know.

You will teach me about my rights?

Right?

Okay.

On Saturday and Sunday,

two sex workers were murdered.

Your son's name is in their call records.

Now as an investigating officer,
even I have the right to know

the connection between

a famous journalist's son
and the murder of two f*gg*ts?

Look, Shiva.

I think there is some misunderstanding.

I don't know how they
have Sunil's number.

But you know that

he can't be a murderer.

No. We will find that out.

Now, this is my right

to bring in the suspect, take him into custody
and interrogate him.

Right?

Kamble.

Sir.

Wherever his son is, bring him here.

Sir.

I am sorry, Shiva.

- Shiva, I am sorry.
- What sorry?

- I am sorry.
- There is no need to apologize.

No. Do I have any
personal enmity with you?

Do I?

I suspect him. Prove that he is innocent.

Guilty until proven innocent.

- Get me some tea.
- Yes, sir.

Yes. All the kidney transplants
conducted in the past three days.

Donors as well as patients.

Get all the details.

Yes.

Kalpana.

She hasn't returned yet.

She didn't even cook dinner.

Ordered it from out.

What the hell, Luqman!

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. I was kidding.

- Sorry.
- You scared me.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

I came to meet you.

Why?

Have you ever seen me wearing such things?

That's why I got it.

Why are you wasting your time?

Give me a chance.

Please.

What do you want, Luqman?

I want to make you happy, that's all.

Hey!

Sorry.

Firdaus.

Firdaus.

Look, Shiva.

What is the time?

You should pay attention.

Where is your wife?

Do you have any idea?

She has gone for an office party, Father.

Party?

It makes no difference to you.

That's why this is the condition.

Had it made any difference to you,

your wife wouldn't have been
somewhere else,

nor would your son have
been at somebody else's house.

Whose house?

(Kids playing)

Rohan, tell your father to buy GT5.

It has amazing graphics.

You tell your father.

My father will refuse.

Rohan, Aarav, will you eat fritters?

No, Aunty.
- No.

You have made a mess here.

Where do I keep this? On your head?

Give it to me.

Go.

What happened?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Nothing will happen to me. Nothing.

If you are so tensed,
then quit the job.

I have to build a house in the village.

I have to pay the donation
for Rohan's international school.

And you are asking me to quit the job?

The school's donation is 7 lakhs.

And instead of saving money,
you keep buying him video games.

Is it important to fulfill
all his demands?

By the way, he has one more demand.

What?

He says he wants a little sister.

Keep dreaming.

Hey!

Only if I have dreams, will I be
able to fulfill them.

It's compulsory to brush your
teeth before going to sleep, Aarav.

Go and freshen up quickly.
You have to sleep early. Okay?

Your father is back home.

Shiva.

- Parcel...
- I have told you so many times

to not send him to Durra's house.

Rohan is his friend.

Does he have only one friend
in the entire school?

Durra is my junior.

He is a pathetic man.

- Shiva.
- Think about your father's reputation.

Are you a beggar?

- Shiva.
- Do you go there to beg?

Watch, how you are talking
to the child, Shiva.

Don't you understand...

Aarav.

You don't get along well with your father.

Do you want to spoil the relationship
with your son as well?

Thank you so much.
You always come through, man.

Okay.

Okay.

Right. SMS me.

Any news about Sunil?

Stop worrying, Millie.

You won't throw him out of the house,
will you?

What are you saying? He is our son.

Come on. Sit here.

- Come.
- I'll just come.

Laxman?

The third lane from here.

Laxman?

Yes.

Aunty.

Aunty, somebody has come.

I will be back.

Yes?

My name is Peter.

Your son, Laxman,
used to work for our NGO.

Our institution.

His salary was pending.

I am here to give it. Shall I come in?

Come. Come.

One of our NGO's file was with Laxman.

I don't know anything about it.

You check for yourself, please.

Where?

Did Laxman know any boy named Sunil?

No.

Was he also like Laxman...

What do you mean?

No.

Nothing like that.

Did Laxman go to college?

He didn't go to college.

He had done a gym course.

He pawned my ring

and paid the fees.

But nothing materialized.

The money went down the drain
and so did my ring.

Why are you wearing a helmet?

What if the killer shoots me in the head?

He could poison the tea as well.

Drink it. There is only sugar.

Yes, sir?

Whom do you want to meet?

That...

I had spoken to somebody
about water proofing.

Whom did you speak to?

Your chairman.

Who? Naushad sir?

Yes.

There. Talk to him.

Do you come for duty?

Sir. Naushad sir.

- He has come to meet you.
- Yes. Send him.

Go.

Come on. Get to work.

- Hello, sir.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hello, sir.

Sir, I...

I am Vaidyalingam's friend.

- I have come to check his flat.
- 801?

- Yes.
- Vaidyalingam has shifted to Coimbatore.

Yes. He called me this morning.

- Okay.
- He told me to check his flat.

His flat's key is with me, sir.

So...

He is pretty tensed.

Some incident took place
in your society recently.

What's your name?

Peter Fernandes.

Your friend is a very nice chap.

Yes, sir.

He also praises you a lot, sir.
He says

this is the best society he is living in.

But what do I say, sir?

The suicide case
has defamed our society.

No such thing has ever happened
in the past 12 years.

- Never.
- Very unfortunate, sir.

But sir, how did it happen?
What happened?

What do I tell you, sir?

They were strange people.

They used to live together.

And tell everyone that
they are husband and wife.

- But the man...
- Yes.

He used to be out the whole night.

Did they live on Vaidyalingam's floor?

- 702
- Oh!

- Yes.
- 7th floor?

Yes.

Does anyone live there now?

She stays there.

His wife?

Judging by her attire,
she doesn't look like a widow.

Rather she looks like a heroine.

The society has changed a lot, sir.

Nowadays, one doesn't find people
like you.

- Pleasure meeting you.
- Okay. Same.

Go and see.

Mrs. Desai?

Yes.

I am Peter Fernandes.
I am a journalist, ma'am.

I want to interview you
for a women's magazine.

- Sorry. I am not interested.
- I can make you famous, ma'am.

Trust me.

Your story is very inspiring, ma'am.

After losing your husband
at such a young age,

you are coping up with life
so strongly, ma'am.

Your story will be very
inspiring for youngsters.

Trust me.

Our readers would love
to know more about you, ma'am.

Which magazine are you from?

Marie Chanelle.

It's a popular magazine in France, ma'am.

It's going to be launched in India soon.

- Come.
- Thank you.

Beautiful photographs.

Would you need my photos?

Of course, ma'am.

This should be on the cover page.

Come. Sit.

Thank you.

After you.

So...

Mrs. Desai.

You can call me Himali.

Okay. Thank you.

So what happened to Sooraj?

What is the need for that in my interview?

Correct.

Look. With the help of your husband's story,
we will create sympathy for you.

I mean to say, the way your husband's death
has impacted you,

I want the reader to feel it.

So it's important to know about Sooraj.

His likes and dislikes.

Whether Sooraj supported
you with your career or not.

Who were his friends?

Sooraj didn't have any friends.

Do you know him?

Excuse me?

No. I mean, you or your husband?

Why will my husband
or I know people like them?

As it is, these media people are crazy.

Gay. Lesbian. Gay. Lesbian.

Do you know how disgusting it is?

Yes. Nowadays, it's quite common.

- Look.
- Ma'am...

Your photographs are very beautiful.

But if we have to do an exclusive
photo shoot for the cover story,

will you be up for it?

Look. I understand.

Whatever you are asking is

very personal. And I feel

uncomfortable sharing all this.

I am sorry. I don't want
to do the interview. Please...

Ma'am, it's a very renowned magazine.

It has a reader base of 15 million.
Trust me.

Please think about it.

Sorry.

I don't want to do it.

Okay.

I respect your wish. Thank you.

My card.

Just in case

you change your mind, please call me.

Thank you.

- Sir.
- What?

Peter Fernandes has come to meet you.

Peter Fernandes?

- Yes, sir.
- Where is he?

Sir, in your office.

Peter Fernandes.

- Amazing! Amazing!
- Long time.

Long time. Long time.

What is this?

Along with your work,
have taken retirement from your friends as well?

- Who said that I have retired?
- What do you mean?

I have been assigned the job of buying vegetables
all days of the week.

- Did you know,
- Yes.

there are seven types of carrots.

What are you saying?
Man, you haven't changed.

Sit. Sit.
Will you drink tea?

Yes.

Hello.

Yes. Send two cups of tea.

And tell me. How are you?

What is this?

This is the file
of that Mahim murder case.

Your Jende...is handling it.

I want the details of this case.

I see. I thought you have come to meet me.

You have come for this.

Tell me. Have you started working again?

Did you join Jende?

- No.
- Then?

I am working at my own level.
Individually.

Look, Peter.

Jende is handling this case.

If you want the details, talk to him.

Just now you were making big claims.

Of friendship,
retirement, forgetting friends.

Peter, friendship is separate.
And this is separate.

This is official work.

I cannot do anything.
Really. I am sorry.

What is the need to say sorry?

Come on. I understand.

Thanks.

This hit-and-run case is
the biggest example of how MLAs and MPs

take undue advantage of their power
and spread corruption.

Have a look at our file report.

You will clearly come to know how
the police helped save the real culprit.

- Yes?
- CBI officer. Move aside.

Hey! Look over there.

Who are you all?

You stay seated right here.

We must have made some mistake.

We don't realize it

while we are making the mistake.

Sir, I think we shouldn't rule
out a female killer.

What evidence do we have?

A lipstick. A long hair.

The DNA report could not find
any follicle.

The hair must belong to somebody else.

Or it could be from a wig too.

Sir, there was a red bra too.

Oh, yes.

A woman committed the murder.
She took off her bra and left it there.

Very good.

There was a bra too.

Sir, in the US, out of every
six serial killers, one is female.

And most of the time, they are not caught

because nobody can imagine
them being killers.

Let's assume it's a woman.
What's the motive?

Sir, hate crime. Homophobia.

There is one possibility.

The woman's husband was having
an affair with these two f*gg*ts.

A while agao, I heard about an incident.

A woman's daughter was having an affair
with another girl from her school.

Women can also be f*gg*ts.
Did you know, Kamble?

The woman killed her daughter
and the lover.

Her own daughter?

Yes. Her own daughter.

Let's call it a day.

As it is, we are not making
any progress in the case.

It's late. Shall I drop you?

No, sir. I will take a cab.

Go carefully.

Madam, you shouldn't give them
so much money.

They don't do any work.
They simply roam around.

What work will they do?

If they ride a cab,
how many passengers will they get?

So, they should stick to one side.

Why do they have to swing both ways?

Hello. Yes, Mother.

Okay, fine.