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Nawathe!

I had only asked you to follow Shankar secretly.

Not to be his drinking buddy!

Who investigates like this!

Sorry, Sir!

I thought this would help me earn his trust.

He spilled some beans thanks to the alcohol.

But statements made under the influence of alcohol aren't admissible in court, Nawathe!

You're smart enough to know that!

Yeah, but...

we got some important information, Sir.

That these murders were committed for some alcohol and 15 rupees.

And Shankar knew all about it, Sir.

I have a feeling he is also involved.

Please arrest him urgently, Sir.

For what crime exactly!

For visiting a temple?

For following the police around?

Or for weeping uncontrollably?

For this!

Er...

I mean, as a suspect, Sir.

No!

Shankar said all this when he was drunk.

So we cannot arrest him!

And all he has said is 15 rupees and some alcohol.

Nawathe, you made the same mistake as Shukla.

We can't afford to rush when the case is this sensitive.

Be patient all of you!

Am I clear, Nawathe?

Yes, Sir.

Did you drink too?

Just a little to keep him company.

[sighs in frustration]

[sniggering]

From now on...

you'll only act on my command.

So please don't tail him now!

[dogs barking in the distance]

[sound of door opening]

[suspenseful music]

Hm.

[panting]

The liquor shop-

Vakatkar!

Yes, Sir.

Victim numbers 5 and 6,

that is Kalavati bai and Haleema,

- I want to meet their families tomorrow. - Yes, Sir.

There's one thing I need all of you to follow.

No one will speak to Kaachu Paaku without my permission!

Let him be for a while...

and he'll tell us everything.

And don't forget what I said!

Patience.

[suspenseful music]

[thud]

[dramatic music]

Kisanrao!

I know you've spoken to the police earlier.

But I have a few more questions...

about your wife's, I mean about...

Kalavati bai's murder.

I'm sorry to make you relive those painful memories...

but please...

Well, that day...

I had gone to Shelu to shop early in the morning.

I came back in the afternoon.

But upon returning, Kali...

I mean Kalavati...

I couldn't find her anywhere.

Kalay!

Kalay!

[indistinct muttering]

Kalay!

Kalay!

So I asked our neighbours.

They said...

she's gone to get some firewood.

I thought she'll be back soon.

But even by evening...

when it got dark...

she hadn't returned.

That's when I got really worried.

Kalay![yelling]

And I set out...

to find her.

Kalavati![yelling]

Kalavatibai!

Then...

we looked under the bridge.

Kalavati!

Kalavatibai!

There was a lot of blood.

But...

Kalavati's body wasn't there.

That was found here.

Close to the Pandhrya temple.

Right.

Kisanrao...

I've read all these details in the police report.

Is there anything else that might be important?

Something that you might've missed earlier.

Saheb, I think the wrath killed her.

Wrath?

Yes.

What wrath?

Wrath of the goddess.

The thing is...

we didn't have any children.

So we prayed to the goddess...

and promised to sacrifice a goat every Tuesday.

But this famine ruined everything.

We were left with no money to even eat.

How could we afford a goat?

We couldn't offer anything for a few Tuesdays in a row.

And so the Goddess turned on us.

Your wife was killed as part of a sacrifice.

We have proof she was killed and then dragged here.

Things are so obvious and yet...

you believe in these ridiculous wrath and goat ideas!

The thing is...

educated people like you...

you feel you know it all.

But you'll only know...

when this happens to you.

[sounds of village bustle]

Listen!

- How much for this? - One rupee.

Hmph!

Is your hay made of gold or silver!

I'll give you 20 paisa.

Do we have a deal?

Forget it then.

What happened?

Hm?

- Abba! - Hm?

No one's willing to pay a rupee.

20 paisa is the most they're offering.

Such a miserly village this is!

Listen.

If someone's paying even 50 paisa...

sell it off. OK?

And then you can go home.

Hmm.

Till then, I'll stand in the queue for kerosene.

Bye!

[dramatic music]

But according to that woman's statement...

she bought that stack from Haleema...

for fifty paisa simply out of mercy.

And then, Haleema headed home immediately.

But she never came home even though it was late, saheb.

As it is the fear of murders looms large on the village...

So why didn't you approach the police?

Police?

Who'd trust them after five unsolved murders!

When she was returning home...

that evening...

death was waiting for her.

[ominous music]

Help! Please help!

Two days later, that constable Ambadas did come to meet us.

He said they had found Haleema's body.

There were 48 wounds...

on the poor girl's body, saheb!

How many?

48!

[intense music]

Bhaakar?

Some bhaakar?

You can go now.

That bloody Kulkarni is becoming a headache now!

He's as shrewd as they come!

He has detained Kaachu Paaku.

If we continue to ignore him, the fucker will get to us too.

Samindray.

We need to do something about him.

What can I possibly do?

He has us fully cornered.

Things wouldn't have gotten this bad had you looked after the dairy.

You're the reason the business is at a standstill.

I was also the reason it was running.

Really?

It was running, but isn't anymore, right Kamlay?

[dramatic music]

Kamlay! Let's go play.

So what is it that want me to do?

[sound of car engine]

There's so much poverty in this village.

If people are willing to kill for a mere 15 rupees and some alcohol...

that's really terrible.

You're right, Sir.

We must get Shankar to talk soon, Vakatkar!

Let some time pass...

and we will tail Shankar again.

OK, Sir!

But Sir...

what do we do about Kaachu Paaku?

I have an idea.

Ponkshe!

Let's go to the police station.

Here! Drink some, dear.

Go on!

Drink!

Drink.

[whispered call]

[loud groan]

[sound of door opening]

[silence]

Let me go![yelling]

[people clamouring]

Baba! Aai!

Let me go![yelling]

[silence]

Saheb!

Let's get done with this quickly.

I'm losing my mind sitting here in the dark.

Why the hell...

did you keep this doll in my room?

Saheb.

Why would I do that?

It can't be anyone else.

Saheb.

Every other psychic makes this kind of doll.

I'm not the only one here. There are others like me.

What do you mean?

I'm not the only psychic in Manvat.

There's Rasool Pathan in Jintur...

Ijappa in Khadi...

and...

Ganpat Salve in Pingli.

Haroon in Padgaon.

I mean in Pedgaon.

There are plenty like me, saheb.

OK.

Why exactly are you so chummy with Paranje?

Chummy?

I mean...

he's like your pal, isn't he?

Not at all!

I keep such guys at arm's length.

We've to bribe the asshole for every ritual.

If you're not close to Paranje...

why did he help you escape Shrirang Barhate's farm that night?

Who? Him?

Helped me?

It was Shrirang who asked me to run from the cops.

The flashlight was a coincidence.

Why?

Was he scared that you'd turn him into a rabbit?

[dramatic music]

[loud screaming]

[people clamouring]

People believe that there's...

treasure buried in many places.

Right.

And I've also heard...

that Uttamrao Barhate had asked you...

to look for it.

Yeah.

But that was a long time ago.

Almost four-five years ago.

His mother was born breech.

Breech?

Yeah, I mean...

she came out feet first from the womb.

And dreams of breech babies come true.

Uttamrao's mother used to dream of a pot of gold coins.

And the pot used to yell "Get me out of here!"

So then, one day...

Uttamrao said to me, "The old woman is insisting!"

And asked me to find that pot.

But don't you have to sacrifice a human for that?

I mean that's what you told Shrirang Barhate!

So then?

Did Uttamrao agree to sacrifice a human?

Uttamrao is a selfish man.

He can go to great lengths.

But saheb...

I don't...

know anything about sacrificing humans.

- Really? - No.

What about that ritual we saw you do?

I did do that.

But that was different.

What was that ritual?

[evil cackle]

My name is Dharia Bua!

Dharia Bua!

I've slayed seven women so far!

The eighth kill...

[girl crying]

the eighth murder...

[slashing, screaming]

What ritual did Uttamrao have you carry out?

It was for Rukminibai to have a baby.

Why? Was she barren?

Yes.

She hit a dead end at 35.

What does that mean?

She stopped getting her period.

They consulted doctors but nothing worked so she came to me.

So did your "ritual" help?

No.

But you still made a lot of money, didn't you?

Didn't you?

The police received a letter.

After the second murder.

It said "Of Elevens, a goat and the earth!"

In one of the lines.

Tell me what the hell that means!

[eerie music]

Sorry, saheb...

I don't know and I've never heard this before.

Try harder to remember!

It's a mantra to find the treasure.

How could you not know?

I really don't.

Saheb...

to tell you the truth...

I don't know any rituals to find treasures.

You don't?

No.

And the one where you sacrificed a goat at Shrirang's farm?

What was that?

A fake ritual?

Yes, saheb.

I've done rituals without knowing anything about them.

But...

if you think that...

I have anything to do with all the strange things happening...

I swear on my mother, saheb...

I've got nothing to do with the murders in Manvat.

[whimpering]

[sombre music]

Manglay!

Come, Manglay!

Baba! [crying]

I'm here now.

[fast-paced music]

This means we shouldn't have suspected Paranje.

He had nothing to do with helping Kaachu Paaku escape.

But Sir...

we should keep Kaachu Paaku in custody for a few more days.

I don't think he knows more than what he's told us.

I'm sure of that.

And...

the way we paraded him across the village...

I don't think we need to worry about him now.

- Vakatkar. - Sir.

Here are some psychics Kaachu Paaku has named.

Look into them.

Sure.

Sir! Sir!

Dharia Bua!

[dramatic music]

Listen.

Don't be afraid.

Tell me what happened.

What did that man look like?

What was his voice like?

Tell me everything.

[soft whimpering]

Mangala, dear child.

You have nothing to fear.

We're all only trying to help you.

Please tell me.

Don't worry, dear. And tell him.

Eighth!

[dramatic music]

The eighth murder.

Whose murder?

Whose murder, Mangala?

Dharia Bua!

The eighth murder.

The eighth...

Saheb!

I saw him.

You know those open fields near Sutarwadi?

That's where he went.

- Vakatkar! - Sir!

And Ponkshe.

Send a few officers there.

Arrest him as soon as he is found.

And...

ask a few constables to go undercover in the village.

Ask them to get some information.

And most importantly...

make sure no woman or girl leaves their house at night.

Sir!

You may leave.

Jadhav! Ambadas! Let's go!

Hello again, saheb.

I'm Sheshrao Barhate.

I hope I look familiar.

I have a few questions for you, saheb.

Wait.

Not in here.

Outside.

What's your brother's name?

Kondaji Roday.

Since when is he missing?

Since yesterday.

[sound of police siren, engine]

Right.

You were saying.

Saheb!

I thought you had a reputation.

And you still haven't found anyone?

How can you say that?

Since I've arrived here...

Bansi Walke, Kaachu Paaku...

have all been arrested.

So has Kaachu Paaku confessed to the crimes?

No.

I mean...

You mean the police haven't found anything even after so many days!

And...

what about Dharia Bua?

Stop crying. [background]

Umm...

They'll find him.

[public announcement] Stay inside your houses!

Do not leave your houses at night!

Do not loiter around alone.

Stay inside your houses!

Hey you! Didn't you hear what I said?

Close your doors!

[grunting, laughing]

[deep, low voice]

[loud screaming]

[chirping of morning insects]

Listen!

[ominous music]

[ominous music continues]

Get a shot of his legs.

[camera click]

You!

Come and identify the body.

[sound of car engine]

Sir.

The murder was committed two days ago.

And this is not similar to the previous seven murders.

Hm.

It's a little boy this time.

Hm.

The victim's name is Kondya.

But his face is unrecognisable.

This is wrong, saheb!

A murder has been committed right under your nose!

- We need answers! - I'll give you your answers.

You should be ashamed.

Let us make the report at least.

[belching sound]

- Help her. - Yes, Sir.

[coughing sound]

[camera click]

Get us some water here!

God!

If you're done making the crime scene report...

send the body over for an autopsy.

[sighs]

Should we go ahead? [background]

Wait, not now! [background]

This is terrible, Sir.

News of a murder in Manvat with the crime branch present...

will be all over Maharashtra.

Kadam.

Just tell me the update you've got for me, please.

The Home Minister has sent an order.

Asking you to return to Mumbai.

Return?

And leave this investigation midway?

I need more time to solve this case.

If it was my decision, I would oblige, Kulkarni Sir.

But we've lost a lot of time already and...

we've got nothing to show for it.

We haven't arrested anyone.

The prime suspects too are back in town.

I need one more week.

Your cases in Mumbai are equally important, Sir.

One of them is already in court.

I know that very well, Kadam.

I just need one week.

Trust me!

OK, Sir.

I can recommend to the department that the case is solved...

and you need an extension of 5-6 days.

But please hurry up, Sir.

- Thank you so much. - Sir.

Sir...

Five days?

What are we going to do in five days?

[dramatic music]

[suspenseful music]

[eerie music]

[dramatic music]

[loud clinking sound]

Hey!

[grunt]

[loud scream]

Jairam, get out here!

Motherfucker!

Fucking asshole!

Kisan! Vasudev!

[grunting sound]

You motherfucker!

Hey!

[people clamouring]

[car engine sound]

What the hell!

[people clamouring]

Move aside!

Get out of the way!

[violent, grunting sounds]

[loud gunshot]

[violent grunting]

[suspenseful music]

Fuck! Is that you?