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(subdued music)

(cop) The accident took place on the Aluva-Athani road.

A truck that passed through the area

at that time has been identified.

The search is on.

And this suitcase

was found in a tampered state.

Maybe...

it was someone from the crowd that had gathered there,

or maybe even an attempted theft.

Hmm.

(emotional music)

(plastic rustles)

Okay, Doctor.

Did Dr. Janaki have any friends or relatives at MG Road?

The CCTV footage from the Thrissur-Ayyanthol route

has a 40-minute gap we couldn't trace.

(intense music)

Do you have any idea?

This is the CCTV footage of the car from Ayyanthol to MG Road

at exactly 8:40 a.m.

After that, she took a U-turn

to go somewhere else.

She returned to the bypass at 9:20 a.m.

She must have stopped somewhere in between.

Between these two points.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

A bottle of water, please.

(indistinct chatter on radio)

It's ₹12.

Aren't you Dr. Janaki's...

I came to your house the other day.

She was the doctor who delivered our baby.

She was really skilled.

What can I say? Tough times.

I saw her here the morning she passed away.

That morning?

Yeah.

I saw her going that way.

(ominous music)

(Rajiv) Shall I?

These files...

KydoXin.

KydoXin?

-Yes. -Oh.

Janaki must have collected this from Savithri's house

and sent it to me for safekeeping.

Hmm.

Did Dr. Janaki mention anything about this?

I couldn't take her calls. I was in Mumbai.

In the first week of MBBS,

our professor was amazed

by Janaki's handwriting...

and asked how someone with such good handwriting

could become a doctor.

I still remember her smile.

From then on,

whether in class or the hostel,

Janaki would write all our request letters.

Even...

for the union, she has written so many letters.

No matter

how many people she wrote for,

her smile never changed.

(melancholy music)

This is the official handwriting of our 1997-2002 batch.

No one from that batch

will ever forget it.

Beautiful, right?

(sombre music)

(sombre music rises)

(Vijay begins sobbing)

(melancholy music)

(Vijay exclaims in frustration)

(opening theme music)

Mashood Ummar, our dear friend and colleague,

is not with us today.

And we are all gonna miss him.

He was a brilliant human being,

ever so ambitious.

and probably the most vibrant soul in our batch.

I still remember the first time I saw him.

One of the most enthusiastic

and smart brains amongst us.

He always spoke about his family,

especially his mother.

Today, in this memorial,

we have our CEO and other department heads.

Let's share our memories with Mashood.

Did you call K.P.?

No.

Good.

Anybody who leaves the company is a traitor.

Don't invite unnecessary trouble.

(sombre music)

(door thuds)

(sombre music)

Thank you, Doctor.

(bell dings)

Huh? You didn't go?

You must go, K.P.

I think it's time to move on.

(ominous music)

An inside eyewitness is dangerous.

That's why they try to knock you down.

They must be shocked that they missed the real target.

So,

they might stay silent for a while.

Disappear.

I think that's the safest thing for you to do right now.

Understand?

I was the one who included Dr. Janaki in the study.

Mashood died instead of me.

How can I selfishly hide now?

No! Don't think like that.

This entire system is responsible for that.

You must think about your family.

So...

You go, be with them.

Everyone has a family, not just me.

Mashood's mother is still unconscious.

She's bedridden.

Dr. Vijay decided not to return to London

and is now following up on the case.

My phone contains data of

hundreds of kids crying.

The cries of the sick children and their parents

after taking the medicine I gave them.

(sombre music)

While those parents struggle to keep their children alive...

I don't deserve a family.

And then?

What's your plan?

Revenge?

What if I say yes?

Don't be stupid.

Revenge, huh?

Grab a gun and head out.

And then?

Who are you planning to shoot?

Dr. Vijay also said the same thing.

The target isn't a specific person, K.P.

It's a corporation. An imaginary entity!

Hasn't a corporation ever fallen in this world?

They do fall.

But for that, it won't be months,

you'll have to fight and wait for years.

We fought 67 cases,

but we only won only about seven or eight.

And that took so many years.

Do you have any idea how much work it is?

Do you know how many people we lost?

(tense music)

We even lost Project Vyjayanti in the High Court.

So, it's not just determination.

It requires a lot of risk,

a lot of sacrifice.

Heavy rain, scorching sun, insults, the boss' taunts...

and impossible targets...

A salesman carries it all on his back in the field.

That's how everything gets sold here!

So, workload and determination can't scare a salesman!

I'm sitting here, at this age,

having left my family behind and given up on my career.

Isn't that enough sacrifice?

Man,

I've been fighting this battle for years.

That's why I'm warning you.

I know this journey better.

I also want to join your journey...

as one of your volunteers.

As a dark knight.

(music builds up)

(uplifting music)

(music continues)

(sombre music)

(cameras clicking)

Welcome, all.

Janaki is no more.

But she is much more than what death can take away.

When patients often say that doctors are gods,

Janaki corrects them,

saying, "Doctors aren't gods but are like gods,

"and very close to God."

Yet, even being so close,

God didn't save her.

(sorrowful music)

(papers rustle)

Ribs rupture,

fracture,

and lung damage.

These are the causes of death.

Typical accident injuries.

But I believe,

or rather we believe...

It was not just an accident,

but a well-planned murder.

(camera shutter clicking)

These are the people who need to speak up.

They will speak.

Please support us.

If not us,

at least our cause.

Janaki was a fighter.

But we lost her.

(sombre music)

Janaki lived for her patients,

and it was for them that she died.

(man) And for our next option,

we have this design where the logo stands for...

Aravind...

-Yeah. -It's urgent.

Can't it wait?

I'm afraid it can't.

It better be important, Jasmin.

Guys, can you give us a minute, please?

-Yeah, sure. -Yes.

Thank you.

See, the--

What the fuck is so important that we had to stop the presentation?

Zaathi had a press meet regarding KydoXin.

Yeah, but that was expected, right?

You said our PR would handle the damage control.

That was the plan, but now they have K.P. Vinod with them.

Also, Dr. Janaki's and Mashood's family.

So what?

The court has taken suo motu cognisance of the matter.

There will be a special hearing in Kerala.

And I think you'll have to be personally present there.

How are we planning to manage this?

Legally, we will push the date as much as possible.

Meanwhile, I'll wipe off all KydoXin documents.

Good, do that.

Yeah.

Jasmine...

Yes?

Can you handle this?

Sure.

Good. Send them in.

(eerie music)

Yeah, please sit.

(man) Let's come back to the new logo designs.

-Look at the red colour... -Yes...

You are cooking really well, Doctor.

Just basics only.

-It's ready -You call this "basic"?

Dr. Rao.

Those framed certificates...

That's a long story.

My great-grandfather, Nagabhushan Rao,

came from Kadapa to Central Kerala

on a spice trade and gradually settled here.

Usually, payments for spices were made in kind or barter.

But he noticed

someone from Kochi exchanging them for silver.

When asked, the man said

he was collecting silver to send

his son to London to become a doctor.

Mmm-hmm.

That inspired Rao,

and he decided, no matter how hard it was,

he would make his son a doctor too.

(both chuckle)

Oh!

Years later,

my grandfather, Balagangadhar Rao,

became the first doctor in this region.

Then, my father became a doctor.

Then me

and then my daughter.

(soft music)

(cutlery clinks)

Where's your daughter now?

She is now settled in the States.

She's into this research and--

-(gunshot) -(glass shatters)

(ominous music)

-Come, come, come. -(gunshot)

-(glass shatters) -Doctor!

(whimpering)

Doctor!

I always knew a bullet was waiting for me.

I just want to know who must be behind this.

You've got many enemies, after all.

What? Uh-huh.

They are coming! Come, come!

(thrilling music)

-Go! -Yes.

-(in Hindi) All okay, right? -I'm good.

-You okay? -Yeah.

-Kachi... -Yes?

Who were they?

(in Hindi) No idea.

All of them ran away.

-K.P. -Yes?

Let's finish that drink.

Come.

(sombre music)

(Nirmala) Scared?

I'm a soldier's daughter. Don't you forget that.

It'll be all fine. You relax.

Don't worry about us, okay?

-You take good care. -Yeah.

And nobody's gonna come to Dubai and...

You're right.

Okay.

(in Hindi) What's she saying?

Asking you to leave everything behind and go there?

(in Hindi) She's a soldier's daughter.

(in Malayalam) She's asked me to return

only after finishing them for once and all.

(in Hindi) What?

(in Hindi) She asked me to come back after everyone's dealt with.

(in Hindi) We will do it.

Our security system is on a whole new level now.

(energetic music)

What happened? Do you want to postpone your trip?

No, no.

Let's start with Amritsar.

("Unarukayaay" begins playing in background)

This is all we got, buddy. Nobody even remembers KydoXin.

It's been ten years, hasn't it?

I'll call you if I get anything else.

(song continues)

(song rises)

(song continues)

(song fades off)

Look at him.

I think you found your Chandragupta Maurya.

Huh? What?

Chanakya was looking for a ruthless warrior.

And he identifies Chandragupta Maurya.

What a formidable team!

Wisdom and power fused together.

I'm not Chanakya, Gulati.

Compassion is what I believe in, and that's what we need.

Oh, come on, Rajiv!

Money wins you battles.

-(fire rumbles) -(ominous music)

(fire rumbles)

(closing theme music)