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[in Hindi] ♪ Whip my journey of life Smoothly, my bullock-cart driver ♪

♪ Whip my journey of life slowly My bullock-cart driver ♪

♪ Whip the journey of life smoothly My bullock-cart driver ♪

-[man] Hey, saint, good day! -[bike engines rumbling]

[upbeat instrumental music playing]

♪ Whip my journey of life smoothly My bullock-cart driver ♪

♪ Whip my journey of life slowly My bullock-cart driver ♪

-[instrumental music concludes] -[pounding on door]

[man 1, in English] Hey, Chandan!

[pounding on door]

[grunts]

-[man 2] Hey, Chandan! -[suspenseful music playing]

Yes, coming.

Have you gone deaf or something? Where have you been for last few days?

And where's the truck?

Come, Awni Sir called you. Let's go.

-It was stolen. I went to-- -[man 2] Shut up!

Let's go. We will listen to your story when me meet Awni Bhaiya. Come on!

-[lock rattles] -[bike engine rumbling]

[Vinayak] Where are you taking him?

Just because you're wearing a kurta pajama,

you think you've become a bloody politician, huh?

[sighs] Should I show you what's politics?

This is my village.

We'll shove your village up your ass, understood?

There's no need to be rude.

I'm on the way to talk to Awni Sir.

-He'll understand, I'm sure. -[suspenseful music continues]

[bike engine starting]

[suspenseful music concludes]

[indistinct chatter]

Bhunsur, Kukur, Mindra…

-Have these guys come? -Yes.

Sometimes they come, sometimes they don't.

Take proper attendance.

Come, Chandan. Where have you been?

What took you so long to come?

Even the tea has gone cold. Go ahead.

-Do you want a fresh cup? -No.

[Awni] Huh?

Drink, drink.

[slurps]

How is it?

Excellent tea.

-[slaps] -[suspenseful music playing]

I'm not asking about the tea. I'm asking about my truck.

The truck got stolen, Awni Sir.

I have registered a complaint for that.

But you answer me one thing.

What were you sent to do? And what the hell you actually did?

That was a mistake on my part, Awni Sir.

I didn't know what the work would be.

[Awni] What do you mean you didn't know?

And who the hell do you think you are to take authority over my truck?

You were hired as a driver, not owner.

[suspenseful music continues]

I apologize for this mistake. It will never happen again, Awni Sir.

[scoffs]

Apology accepted.

You have worked for 20 days this month, right?

Calculate what we owe you on the basis of four thousand.

Take your salary from us and get the hell out of here.

I made a big mistake by hiring you.

How much is the amount?

Forget it. How will you count?

Here you go.

Four thousand, or whatever it is.

Take it and leave from here.

Okay?

[telephone chiming]

Yes, inspector.

Yes, he's right in front of me.

Please come and take him into custody. And release my "King of the Road."

-Yes -No.

[Awni] Okay.

Please, Awni Sir. Not the police.

[suspenseful music continues]

Please help me.

I would have done anything to help you, Chandan.

But my hands are tied.

Do I save my "King of the Road" or do I save you?

Hmm?

What you are doing is not right.

What did you say?

Bloody idiot, you're going to teach me right and wrong?

Put your hand down. Put your hand down.

I said put your hand down.

-[Chandan grunting] -Hand down!

Hand down.

-Put your hand dow-- [screams] -[gunshot]

Lower it.

[groans] You bastard!

You… bloody… bastard.

You shot me.

You think you have the right to raise your hands on me.

You bloody…

But I don't even have the right to shoot your leg?

-Is it? -Grab this bloody bastard. [groans]

-Give me the key. Give me the key! -Catch him. Catch this bastard!

[groans]

The watch.

-[suspenseful music continues] -[bike engine starting]

[narrator] It is said that saints and devils, both are born twice.

That day, Chandan Mahto was born for the second time.

[suspenseful music concludes]

[theme music playing]

[theme music concludes]

BIRTH OF CHANDAN!

[police officer] Do you know anything about Chandan's whereabouts?

Sir, after that day he has just disappeared.

That politician Vinayak is related to him.

Why don't you ask him?

Who else does he have in his family?

His parents passed away in his childhood.

Somehow, he grew up on his own.

He was married for awhile but his wife couldn't handle,

so she left him and ran off.

In fact, even we do not have much contact with him.

All right, if you get to know of anything, keep us informed.

[Vinayak] Okay.

If we find him first, it will be much better for him.

But if he falls into Abhyuday Singh's hands,

then only God knows what could happen.

[tense music playing]

Very good, Mr. Bhaiya. Very good.

Very nice. Yes.

-Come on, Mr. Bhaiya. -[indistinct chatter]

[Tola] Abhyuday Bhaiya, 11 points. Tinku-Bhola, nil.

-[crowd applauds] -Killer shot, Bhaiya.

Very good, Bhaiya.

Hey, shut up.

What is it?

Both of you together can't play properly?

Thanks to you two morons,

that my game is just not going to the next level.

[tense music continues]

No need to cross the line.

He will shower praises on you now,

but later he will find an excuse to abuse you as well.

What are you two whispering? Planning some conspiracy? Huh?

Focus on the game.

[crowd cheers]

Abhyuday Bhaiya, 12 points. Tinku-Bhola, one point.

There is this international female player, Martina Hingis.

Abhyuday Bhaiya plays his game exactly like her.

He's a big fan of her.

He stays up all night with a TV on just to watch her matches.

Bhaiya, some people are here with complaints. Shall I call them?

-Come here. -[tense music concludes]

Sir, my daughter is about to get married.

Everything has been decided with them earlier,

but now they're demanding double dowry.

And the wedding is just ten days away, sir.

Write down the boy's father's name and address and give it to Vakeel Singh.

-Go. -Okay, sir.

Bhaiya, my father is sick.

The doctor is demanding 12,000 rupees in full for the operation.

How does he expect me to arrange for so much money?

I can't bear to see my father wither away.

Hey, Tola.

Here.

Abhyuday, sir, my son has cleared the entrance exam

for engineering college.

The fees are 75,000 rupees.

Somehow, I managed to put together 50,000.

If you could help me with the balance, 25,000,

it would be a great favor towards him.

He'll be forever grateful to you, sir.

What will he achieve becoming an engineer, huh?

Listen to this…

I myself used to go to a top level boarding school.

Those idiots threw me out for some reason. What difference did it make? Nothing.

A guy who studied with me was this very studious kind.

Where is he today?

In a multinational company going "Yes, sir. Yes, sir."

And look at me. I do as I please.

Go ask your son to plow the fields.

-My fields. -[tense music playing]

[Tola] Go. Send him tomorrow.

[bike engine rumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

[Vinayak] The police and Abhyuday are both looking for you.

[tense music concludes]

-What Now? -[Vinayak] What now what ?

[suspenseful music playing]

Have you spoken to Mr. Verma?

-No. -Then why aren't you calling him?

[cellphone ringing]

Mr. Verma, namaste. This is Vinayak Mahto from Sarsi village.

I had spoken to you earlier about my cousin brother, Chandan Mahto.

Remember? The inspector was here and he was--

Let the matter cool down first and then we'll see.

[line beeps]

[receiver clicking]

-What happened? -He disconnected.

He said let the matter cool down first, then we'll see.

If I manage to survive until the matter cools down,

then what's the use of Mr. Verma?

Why are you getting angry?

What else do I do? You tell me. What do I do?

If we had a government of our caste today…

Okay, leave the government.

Even if there was a big criminal of our caste, then who would oppose us?

We belong to a backward community, so…

what can we possibly do?

-Let me go, for God's sake. -Just wait.

Abhyuday Bhaiya!

Your men have been searching for me.

My-- My name is Chandan Mahto, sir.

I've come to meet you myself, in fact.

[exhales deeply]

[suspenseful music continues]

What were you thinking?

You would just shoot a well-known personality

like Awni Sir from our community,

and I would let you go scot-free?

You may kill me if that is what you wish for, sir.

That's why I came to meet you myself.

Just listen to my side of the story.

If my guys had brought you here by force…

I wouldn't have listened.

I'm giving you one minute to say whatever you have to.

Abhyuday Sir…

Awni Sir used bad language with me, but I didn't utter a word.

He even hit me but I didn't say anything.

But he was reporting me to the police. So, what could I do?

Even then, I only shot his leg.

If I wanted, I could've shot him in the chest.

Can you shoot a person in the chest?

-Hey! -[guns cock]

Hey.

There are five bullets left in there.

What other things can you do?

Whatever you say.

Anything right from driving to killing.

[suspenseful music continues]

[dial tone beeping]

[cellphone ringing]

Yes, Bhaiya.

Now, let it go, Mr. Awni.

What?

Just pretend that your… truck was 20 years old

and the scrap dealer sold it and stole your money.

-What? -[Abhyuday] One more thing.

Chandan is under my protection now.

Better beware.

-[line beeping] -But, Bhaiya-- Bhaiya, listen--

Make sure your words translate into action too.

[suspenseful music concludes]

-[birds chirping] -[cow mooing]

The opposition keeps yelling "cow, cow, cow" all the time,

but at home they prefer to keep

-Alsatian as pets. -[chuckles] Yes.

Let even one of them wash a cow and show me, then I'll believe it.

Not at all possible, sir.

-I'll even climb on top of their horns. -[laughs]

Sir, you're a leader of the grassroots level.

And all the other leaders these days, they just…

They just keep flying like balloons in the air, sir.

-What you're saying is absolutely right. -[cow mooing]

[birds chirping]

So, tell me, how's your district functioning, King of Nalanda?

Sir, by your grace, it is functioning absolutely well, sir.

Sir, I… I've been to the Kamrup Kamakhya temple.

I've prayed really hard for your name to be cleared

in the Alcatraz scam. I brought prasad for you.

-Give me some. -Sir…

-Give me just a little bit. -Oh, yes. Okay.

Here.

-All these scams and all, you know… -Yes, sir.

…they are all propaganda by the opposition.

Of course, sir.

-Is this public stupid? -No at all.

They did not vote me to power for no reason.

-No, sir. -I know everything that's going on.

-Absolutely, sir. -Remember that well.

Now, tell me, what on earth brings you here today, hmm?

My promotion is due, sir.

If you would be kind enough to…

-Now, look, inspector… -Sir.

…for me there's no one more capable than you.

-Sir. -Or I would've promoted you

a long time ago.

But you tell me, let me know of anyone who can take your place.

Uh… Somesh Kumar?

[dramatic music playing]

-Somesh Kumar is useless. -Okay. Modli Pathak?

Pathak is a thief.

I see.

Then in that case, Triveni Singh would be a good choice.

Sir, there is one more guy, sir.

He's young, sir.

But he's an ASP in Patna.

Amit Lodha. He's doing very good work, sir.

[dramatic music continues]

[Chief Minister] Amit Lodha.

-Yes, sir. -What caste does he belong to?

Sir, I don't know anything about his caste.

We don't have such surnames here.

But he signs as Lodha.

OFFICE OF THE SUPERINTENDENT OF POLICE NALANDA (BIHAR)

-I've heard of him. He's capable. -Yes.

-Finalize him, then. Done. -Yes, sir.

-[police siren wailing] -[dramatic music concludes]

[intense music playing]

[intense music concludes]

[indistinct chatter]

Why are you standing there? Come here.

Why don't you go and inform SP, sir,

that the MP from Nalanda, Lajo Singh is here to meet him.

Urban Development Minister, Sumer Yadav is with him.

You'll have to wait for a while.

He feels insulted if he's being made to wait.

He's a big man.

He's used to special treatment all the time.

You need to keep pace with the changing times, Mr. Lajo.

Hey, Bharta, put a lid on it, okay?

Or I'll have no choice but to fire a bullet in each one of your butt cheeks

and create three ass holes for you.

You will be shitting from three places, you dog.

Have you ever fired an air gun?

Ever shot a bird?

I'll show you how to--

[police officer] What the hell are you guys doing?

This may be the old SP office, but the SP himself is new.

Haven't you heard about him?

He'll throw you both in the jail and then you can do all the shit you want.

Come on, Bharta. Let's go.

[intense music playing]

[police officer] Honorable Lajo Singh, you may enter.

[Lajo] Let's go, Chandan.

-[intense music concludes] -[papers rustling]

I'm Lajo Singh, member of the Lok Sabha here.

Namaskar, please sit.

[tense music playing]

A hearty welcome to Nalanda.

I sincerely hope you will make this a fear free and crime free district.

Whichever places you've been transferred to,

all those places have improved.

[tense music concludes]

Your name and fame have spread to all the four corners of Bihar.

These Dasheri mangoes are from my own fields.

If you refuse, I won't take no for an answer.

[laughing] You have no choice but to accept them.

[inhales deeply] If all of you keep insisting like this then--

This is the kind of love the people here have for you, Mr. Amit.

Nalanda district is expecting a lot from you.

At the moment, I'm leaving for the parliament session in Delhi,

or else I would've liked to spend some more time with you.

Once I return from Delhi, I hope

I can spend time and leisure with you over a cup of tea.

Sure, why not?

-[Lajo] Pranam. -Pranam.

[Tola singing in Hindi] ♪ The one that I'd die for ♪

♪ The one that I'd live for ♪

♪ The one that I'd die for ♪

♪ There was this girl ♪

♪ Whom I loved a lot… ♪

[in English] Hey, Tola Singh,

why do you always sing such angst filled loved songs?

You're an angsty lover. Okay, tell me one thing,

there was this movie in which Ajay Devgan sings a song at the party,

-which song was that? -Ajay Devgan.

-Hey, Chandan, switch off the radio. -Turn off the radio.

[in Hindi] ♪ If I get a chance, I'll show you ♪

♪ How much I love you, my darling… ♪

[in English] Okay, wait, wait. He stopped singing in between verses

and recited some couplet about, uh, angst and, uh…

-[Tola in Hindi] We got looted-- -We got looted by our loved ones.

[Tola] ♪ We got looted by our loved ones… ♪

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Tola] ♪ The strangers didn't have guts-- ♪

[in English] No, not "parayo," donkey. Hey, Chandan what the hell was it?

-Bhaiya, I don't know-- -You're also bloody lost.

-[intense music playing] -[gunshots]

-[glass shattering] -[gunshots]

-[man grunting] -[gunshots]

Hey, hurry, catch all of them.

-[bike engine rumbling] -[gunshots]

-[police siren wailing] -[tires screeching]

[sighs]

-[intense music concludes] -[weapons clattering]

Enough of Krishna's diplomacy.

It’s time to use aggressive tactics now..

-[suspenseful music playing] -[gun cocks]

Hey, Chandan, are you in too?

Of course I am in, sir.

Anything can happen.

It's not like I have a shortage of men, so think before you commit.

What is there to think?

When one has committed to a challenge, what is there to fear?

Great. Hey, everybody, listen up.

Finish off all your smaller tasks before Saturday.

We may have to go underground after this.

Okay, Bhaiya.

REETLAL YADAV WEDS AARTI YADAV

[man] Now, even if I sigh, I'm labeled as notorious.

Yes, even if I sigh, I'm labeled as notorious.

Yet, if she commits murder, there isn't even an inquiry.

So, friends, wielding that deadly weapon, please welcome, Payal and Pooja.

[insects chirping]

Bhaiya, here.

Here, have a sip. You'll need this before committing murder.

No, I'll drink after the killing is done.

It is not possible to kill without some of this.

Killing someone takes a lot of courage.

I don't the help of this, Bhaiya.

I'll manage just like that.

HAPPY WEDDING

-[upbeat music playing] -[crowd cheering]

[crowd whistling]

[music turns intense]

[crowd cheering]

[gunshots]

[man] Bhaiya, wait. They have weapons on them.

[gunshots]

[intense music continues]

-[gunshots] -[crowd clamoring]

[gunshots]

[groans]

[crowd clamoring]

[reporter] Right now, I'm in the Nalanda district

of Babupur village in Bihar.

Last night, at a wedding reception in the village,

armed assailants fired mercilessly and gunned down five people.

All five deceased belonged to the Yadav caste

and were ruling party workers of the Bihar Lok Party.

Just five days ago, Ashirwad Agarwal,

a reputed jewelry merchant from Nalanda district

was killed at a gunpoint at his store.

And this incident serves to showcase the inefficiency of the police.

What a bunch of half-wits you all are.

When you all were aware that Abhyuday Singh was being attacked,

then shouldn’t you have kept track of his movements?

Sir, we had no idea he would do such a thing in Yadav's area.

Just shut up!

The government does not belong to any caste.

It only belongs to the ruling party.

What you have done will get you all suspended.

Now go, and whichever locations you know of Abhyuday Singh and his cronies,

raid them all and arrest everyone you can.

I want Abhyuday Singh within the next 24 hours.

-Now, move it! -[all] Yes, sir.

SAFETY WARNING UNAUTHORIZED ENTRY NOT PERMITTED

[Tola, in Hindi] ♪ Tell me, how do I live ♪

♪ Without you? ♪

♪ Tell me, how do I live ♪

♪ Without you? ♪

♪ I can't think straight anymore ♪

♪ Without you ♪

[in English] Hey, Tola.

-Julija was your true love, right? -[Tola] Yes, Bhaiya.

Okay, tell me, how long has she been married for?

Seven years, five months, 27 days.

Wow, you're a true lover.

Do you know she gave birth to a son…

-and the name she gave him was Tola Singh? -[laughs]

What the fuck are you laughing at?

-Dumbass. I'll hit you. -[laughs]

She's his love.

Huh? What are you laughing at?

What's so damn funny, idiot?

-[laughs] -Huh?

Hey, Chandan, get me some chicken, please.

And some water as well.

Hey, Chandan.

Come back and sit.

[gentle music playing]

Well, Vakeel…

just because your name is Vakeel,

you think you're some hot-shot lawyer, do you?

-Why, Bhaiya? -Is Chandan your bloody servant?

-Huh? -No, Bhaiya.

He's like a younger brother.

Listen up, everyone.

Chandan is like a younger brother and you know how he should be treated.

Do you or don't you know? Huh?

-What? -Yes, Bhaiya.

Now, look at your younger brother's plate, there's no chicken in it, so listen.

Take your younger brother's plate and put some chicken on it. Go!

[gentle music continues]

And listen…

make sure it's a nice, big leg piece.

[Vakeel] Okay, Bhaiya.

[cellphone ringing]

Yes, brother.

You really consider me your brother or is it just for name sake?

-What's the matter? -[Lajo] What's the matter?

You pulled off such a big stunt and you ask what's the matter?

Brother, I managed to get rid of Sumer Yadav's right hand.

And that Bharta is dead.

I thought you would congratulate me for this

but you seem to be mourning his death.

Abhyuday, there is a time for everything.

There was no time.

If I hadn't killed him when I did, then he would've killed me, brother.

Go underground for a few days. Totally zero activity.

I'm talking to a few people here.

You may have to get backdated admission to some hospital

and get some kind of surgery done on yourself.

I'm hanging up now.

Okay.

[gentle music concludes]

This Abhyuday Singh is bugging the hell out of me.

Once I get my hands on him, I won't spare him.

Don't even think about it.

[sighs]

To begin with, it won't be that easy to get your hands on him.

And secondly, he's not like the other hard-core criminals.

His brother is a member of Parliament.

Use your brain, Amit.

Of late, you seem to have really forgotten you have one.

Look, I'm doing my best. But what do I do?

Whenever I conduct a raid, he's seems to have already fled.

I can't figure out where he's getting the information from.

Plus, all this pressure.

[cellphone ringing]

Hmm. Here you go.

-Who's it? -Pressure.

Jai Hind, sir.

Amit, I have heard that because of some internal reason,

you are not arresting these Singh people.

What kind of internal reason?

How would I know, Amit? You should know better.

I just want you to arrest them as soon as you can.

I'm trying my best, sir.

Very soon they'll be behind bars.

Sir.

Tanu, I have to leave for the office. I'm getting late.

Don't vent your ADG sir's frustration on your breakfast.

Handle the pressure with maturity, Amit.

Sit here quietly and finish your breakfast.

[gentle music playing]

Listen, you could yell a little softer. Someone might hear.

-[jeep engine rumbling] -[cellphone ringing]

Hello.

-[man] Mr. Lodha, CM sir on the line -Hmm?

[suspenseful music playing]

-Stop the vehicle. -SP Lodha.

You people wait. I'll talk to you.

-Captain Lodha. -Jai Hind, sir.

Five Yadavs have died in your district.

Five people have died, sir.

No. Five Yadavs have died. Remember that.

This is Bihar, you get it?

Who is what and where, the sooner you understand it,

it'll be better for you.

Or you'll be on the wrong foot.

And why is Lajo Singh's name not mention in the FIR?

Sir, he was attending parliament session in Delhi.

On the day of the incident, he was asking questions on TV.

If his names gets added, the FIR will be incorrect.

I don't want to listen to anymore ifs or buts.

Catch all of them who are involved and report to me.

[suspenseful music concludes]

OFFICE OF THE SUPERINTENDENT OF POLICE NALANDA (BIHAR)

[Sukhdev] Jai Hind, sir.

-Yes, Sukhdev. -Sir, I wanted to tell you something, sir.

What?

-Sir, are you from Rajasthan? -Yes, I am.

-Sir, actually I'm Bihari, sir. -[Amit] Hmm.

But originally, I am also from Rajasthan.

-Okay. -I'm also a Rajput, sir.

Really? Hmm. And who else is Rajput?

-Sir, here-- -[cellphone ringing]

-Sir. -Amit…

I fought with Mr. Ujiyaar

just to get you a crime district like Nalanda,

and you did not even tell me.

-Tell you what, sir? -That you're a Rajput.

[soft music playing]

Of course, I was aware that you are from Rajasthan.

-Okay? but-- -Sir, who told you I'm a Rajput?

Listen, the whole department is abuzz with talk.

That if you are not a Rajput,

then wouldn't you have arrested Abhyuday Singh by now?

Sir, firstly, I'm not a Rajput.

Secondly, I'm doing the very best I can.

Very soon, Abhyuday Singh will be in custody.

Is that so? You really are not a Rajput?

Then first of all, you do one thing.

Arrest two or three random Rajputs and throw them in jail.

And make your caste status clearly normal.

Or else, these nonsensical talks will keep floating around the department.

And for my part, I will also do my best to clear the confusion.

-Understood? -[soft music continues]

You don't have to worry at all. [chuckles] Jai hind.

-Get out from here! -[soft music concludes]

-[phone ringing] -[insects chirping]

[grunts]

Amit. Amit.

The phone's ringing.

-Hmm? -Pick it up.

I'll get it. [grunts]

-[switch clicking] -[receiver clattering]

Hello?

[ambulance siren wailing]

All right. Har Har Mahadev, I'll be back.

-You guys remain alert. -Sir.

-[intense music continues] -[indistinct chatter]

[water running]

[guns cocking]

[Amit] Welcome, Abhyuday Singh.

We doctors have been awaiting your arrival.

This is wrong. This is cheating.

[indistinct chatter]

I haven't done anything. Please, sir, I'm just a driver.

Sir, please let me go.

[news reporter] …has been arrested. What are your views, sir?

I'm innocent. I'm being framed.

Someone is playing politics around here.

[indistinct chatter]

[intense music concludes]

-[insects chirping] -[gentle music playing]

Thank you, Mr. Nandlal.

It was highly beneficial to us that you are an employee of the hospital.

I'm giving this from the Police Welfare Fund.

Ask your son to study with full dedication.

This country needs both, farmers as well as engineers.

-[police siren wailing] -[gentle music concludes]

CORRECTIONAL INSTITUTE, NAWADA

[car door closing]

-[Loja] I'm screwed from both ends, right? -[suspenseful music playing]

At one end, Sumer Yadav will get plenty of sympathy

for the death of his brother.

On the other hand, you'll remain in prison.

Come hell or high water, it is critical

that you get out of prison before the elections.

That's it. There is no other option.

It looks difficult, Lajo Babu.

The case has been built very strongly.

I've also heard that

the police are going to implement the Criminal Control Act.

And if they do, then we will lose six months just like that.

But there's got to be some solution, right?

Yes, there's one way.

If someone is willing to take the responsibility of five murders.

And if that someone is from backward caste,

it will be even better.

This will invalidate police theory and will be practical too.

[suspenseful music continues]

[Lajo] Don't be afraid.

You'll be next in the line once Abhyuday is released.

The whole scenario will change after the elections.

What?

What are you thinking?

Chandan, have you forgotten that I fed you from my own plate?

And you're still thinking.

I'll do it, Bhaiya.

That's my lion.

[suspenseful music concludes]

Mr. Advocate, start drafting the papers.

All right, tomorrow is a Saturday, so on Monday I'll get the affidavit done.

-[instrumental music playing] -Okay.

Hmm.

-[instrumental music concludes] -[birds chirping]

Chandan Mahto.

No money is required to visit Chandan Bhaiya. You may keep it.

Call Chandan Bhaiya.

-[door opening] -[indistinct chatter]

What is it? You're looking stressed.

-Is everything okay inside? -[somber music playing]

[sighs]

Huh?

They're asking me to take responsibility for the five murders.

That way, Abhyuday Singh will be released…

and I will also get some fame.

After that, they'll get me released.

Do you really believe that they'll do it? Huh?

I'm here to meet Chyawanprash Sahu. I'm his wife.

I know that. Do I have to tell you the same thing every day?

It costs 20 rupees to meet any of the prisoners,

and 80 rupees for giving tiffin.

Nothing less than that.

No point in chewing down the price unnecessarily.

You tell me, where do I get money from every day?

-My husband is here in jail. -[somber music concludes]

You think I have a money printing machine at home or something?

[constable] This is not a charity home. It's a jail.

Come back after seven days.

As per the rule, you can meet the prisoner only once a week.

What have you got to lose if she wants to meet her husband? Huh?

Let her meet him whenever she comes. Put it under my quota.

Yes, Bhaiya. Call Chyawanprash Sahu here.

[constable 2] Chyawanprash Sahu.

[soft music playing]

What do you think about this?

Look, I don't know if they'll get me out of here or not.

It's like my brain has just stopped working.

I don't know what to do.

But if they're asking for it…

then I'll just have to do it.

I've got to go.

Okay?

[Vinayak] Okay, take care of yourself.

[gate closing]

Namaste.

-How are you? -I'm doing okay.

If you get all dressed up like this to come here and meet me then,

how will I survive?

-Tell me. -I dolled up for your sake.

[chuckles softly]

[soft music concludes]

[radio static]

Namaskar, Chandan Bhaiya.

My name is Chyawanprash Sahu.

Back there, at the gate, it was my wife that you had helped.

Lunch? It's home cooked.

[gentle music playing]

The first thing everyone always asks me is about my name.

You see, the thing is, when I was a kid, I used to be very weak.

I was not growing well.

So everyone would keep advising me to eat a lot of chyawanprash.

And then, everyone started calling me Chyawanprash Sahu.

Uh… try this chutney also.

Uh… Bhaiya, I heard that

you… you were the one who killed those five Yadavs?

The people who were with you must have frozen with fear.

Who told you that?

[chuckles] Bhaiya, this is jail.

What people in the outside world have no clue about,

the people in here have all the possible information.

You have quite a reputation in jail. I'm just telling you.

Everyone is saying the same thing…

that there is no one as daring as you in Abhyuday Singh's gang.

[gentle music continues]

This is nothing new when it comes to us, Chandan Bhaiya.

Since the ancient times these people have been doing this.

In order to try and save their Arjun,

they use strategy to cut off our dear Ekalavya's thumb.

Oh, then what they did was, the took away the great warrior,

Karan's protective armor and left him to die.

It's the same old story all over again.

What I personally feel is that this idea of using people

to your advantage and then carelessly tossing them away

has been propagated by them only.

[sighs] Anyway…

you take care of yourself, Bhaiya.

I'll think this over. You also think about it.

Namaste.

[birds chirping]

[gentle music concludes]

-[intense music playing] -[indistinct chatter]

ANGER BEGINS WITH FOLLY AND ENDS WITH REPENTANCE

[Abhyuday chanting]

-[intense music concludes] -[bucket clattering]

Hey there, Chandan.

Why are you doing all this? You've already done so much for me. Huh?

It's just a matter of one, two days, sir.

Then you'll be a free man. I won't get this opportunity again.

[gasps]

[chanting]

Maa Ganga…

-[groans] -[intense music playing]

[utensil clanking]

[grunts]

-There's a couplet in Hindi, Abhyuday. -[Abhyuday grunting]

[in Hindi] ♪ We got looted by our loved ones ♪

♪ The strangers didn't have guts ♪

♪ My boat sank Where the water was shallow ♪

-[grunts] -[water burbles]

[intense music concludes]

[upbeat music playing]

[upbeat music concludes]

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