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This whole investigation is wrong.

This whole investigation has been compromised.

The witnesses, the murder weapon,

the evidences...

Even the DNA samples have been tampered with.

We were screwed.

Who did?

It's a cult.

I mean some cult or a rebel group.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You know I tried.

But I can't help you anymore.

I give up.

Okay.

You know Ranjh,

why these things were compromised?

Someone in our department is with them.

There is a mole in our department, Ranjh.

I hope you've nothing to do with this.

This drug test is just a formality.

You're fired!

I hope I'm wrong about you.

"Unclear, depressed."

"But still alit."

-"Hesitant," -I'm out of stock.

"Tired."

"Still treading on."

"There's no image in the mirror."

"Everything is like blur... "

"The evening's on a standstill,"

"while I am fading away."

"I am i am i am, spiraling down this rabbit hole."

"Find me, find me, boggling out and i might just go."

"To a limited province, can you find me though?"

"Call this pitiful nonsense, not a mighty prose."

"There ain't no saving me, maybe I've probably jumped."

"There ain't no pain in these nerves, I am already numb."

"Why don't they bury me, forget all these caskets, they dumb."

"But just wrote on my tombstone, I tried atleast once."

"Like a smoke, turned off."

"Still burning."

Every man and woman who's rich and privileged,

needs to be made aware of where their privilege comes from.

Only after absolute chaos...

Comes absolute silence.

"They say you only valuable when you equate your profits."

"I have been running on fumes, can't you smell my carcass."

"I am not at my darkest, a little rugged not polished."

"Let the wrath rain upon us, I'll still be testing the waters."

"I mean what I'm saying is that there ain't no possible changes."

"Cuz when I see my face masked with the choices I've made."

"And i just wanna say that there ain't no sorrows, I'm stable."

"I say my grace knowing it's my last mean on the table."

You speak Hindi?

I speak Hindi.

I am from Pakistan.

Look.

My boy.

Where is he now?

He came looking for me once.

He looked familiar,

but...

the rest was a blur.

I tried pretty hard.

But once I ran out of it,

he went back.

Ran out of what?

Depression, defeat?

Not there, bro. Further down.

Hope.

'Mr. Roy's daughter Maya has been missing since 24th August.'

'She is not my daughter.'

'What time did you checkout?'

'Where did your wife intern?'

'He checked out at 2:30 am.'

'Who is he meeting?'

'Sarah Jones. He's at her house right now.'

I'm here to meet Ms. Sarah Jones.'

Have you got an appointment?

No, but you can tell her,

that Detective Om Singh's here to meet her.

-I will need your ID for that, Detective. -Sure.

I guess I'll... just wait.

If you don't mind, can you check again, please?

She's with some other women. She is busy.

Can you give her this for me, please?

Thank you.

Hey

I wanna see you.

Wow...

did you sleep at all last night?

I'm glad you came.

I've been thinking about you.

I heard what happened.

Is that what is all this?

At the tunnel

you didn't hear anything, right?

So you'll call me delusional, if I said that...

I saw Maya.

How could you? She's dead.

I know. Funny thing is,

that I'd figured most of it out.

The reason we didn't get the CCTV footage from La Porte,

is because the owner,

is a member of an underground cult.

Harry, Ursula, they are all part of it too.

A cult?

What cult?

And why would they have kidnapped Maya?

Good question.

But the bigger question is that, if Maya is alive,

then who was killed instead?

And how did the DNA have a perfect match?

Om...

you're asking for trouble.

From who?

From Ranjh.

What trouble? I'm already fired.

Catherine Knight,

why did the DNA have a perfect match?

I guess you were right then.

'Right about what?'

'Amar. Amar Roy.'

'Catherine, I need Amar Roy's DNA sample.'

'Don't you think there is something off about this, Cat?'

'Amar even left his DNA on the body and clothes.'

'We have solid proof now.'

'What?'

'That... that... that sound.'

'I can't hear anything.'

'I'm freezing, let's go.'

Why?

I can't let you stop the revolution,

they are my family.

Whatcha gonna do?

You're gonna fucking shoot me.

Say something for fuck sake?

I'm gonna die, I deserve to know the truth, don't I?

Okay.

Alan, he's a member of the family.

That's why there was a positive DNA match.

Amar, he was framed.

All of the witnesses, they are all part of the family.

This is thing is so much bigger than you and me, Om.

And the body?

Just an intern...

from BBS.

Puja.

So all this was a lie, all along.

Everything.

Not everything.

You know...

You know how I feel about you.

I love you.

And you want me to believe that now.

I'm sorry.

Fuck.

Are you even listening?

I'm sorry about that, ma'am.

You better take care of this.

I'm counting on you.

Fucking...

Where were you?

Why don't you ever answer your phone?

I called you several times.

Come, I need to show you something.

Come.

Sit down.

Look at this.

I think Puja sent this.

I don't know what this is. Look at this.

Read this.

I bet it has a connection with BBS.

What happened?

I know where Puja is.

Then let's go get her.

It's alright.

It's alright.

I am so sorry, Shubhro.

The body recovered from the lake,

belonged to Puja, not Maya.

Fuck off man!

Sorry.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Puja's card which was swiped at BBS was used by Maya.

Maya joined some sort of cult.

I guess Puja found out about it.

She was going to expose that cult.

Cult? Cult? Cult?

I don't want your investigation.

Get the fuck out of my house!

Get out of my house!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Step out of your car please.

What's going on? What am I doing here?

You know what the headlines are going to read tomorrow, don't you?

Cop gone rogue.

Homicide Detective kills colleague.

You're here because I'm protecting you.

I mean how can I trust you?

You and Amar...

You both are hiding something.

Amar came to see you right after he saw the body.

Now, why would a father do that?

It doesn't add up.

He came to me to ask me for my help.

He was confident that the body wasn't Maya's.

And he was scared.

He thought he was being framed for his own daughter's murder.

Why you?

And how was he so sure,

that that body was not Maya's?

It's that cult, isn't it?

Only after absolute chaos comes absolute silence.

Read between the lines, Detective.

The need of the hour is to find out who's behind all of this.

If it's chaos that they want,

then I'm afraid that London will burn.

This could have something to do with the BBS.

I'm going to reinstate you.

Tell me what resources you need.

Anything.

I don't need anyone.

I'm doing this alone.

Detective...

The actual quote is...

Only after internal chaos comes internal silence.

What equation is this?

Where you've to add more pain to lessen pain.

It is fair when the fathers got more glory than the mothers?

Now together, you and me,

who have pointed out the mistakes in this equation,

must find those people,

who keep these scales tipped in their favour.

This equation is wrong.

They are wrong!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

Comes absolute silence!

Only after absolute chaos!

"Unclear, depressed."

"But still alit."

"Hesitant. Tired."

"But still treading."

"There's no image in the mirror."

"Everything is a blur... "

"The evening's on a standstill,"

"while I am fading away."

"I am i am i am, spiraling down this rabbit hole."

"Find me, find me, boggling out and i might just go."

"To a limited province, can you find me though?"

"Call this pitiful nonsense, not a mighty prose."

"There ain't no saving me, maybe I've probably jumped."

"There ain't no pain in these nerves, i am already numb."

"Why don't they bury me, forget all these caskets, they dumb."

"But just wrote on my tombstone, I tried atleast once."

"The night's young, keeping me company."

"Feelings, and emotions"

"A cold feeling,"

"deep down in my soul."

"My heart's empty."

"A cold pain... slow ... "

"Waiting to hear someone's footsteps."

"Unclear, gasping for breath."

"But still alit."

"Hesitant. Tired."

"But still treading."