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Know him?

Encounter specialist Jay Acharya.

Hope you've told her what to do.

Of course. I've explained everything to her. Don't worry.

Just one thing, sir. Please be careful.

He… He's a goon.

Hello, Mukesh bhai.

Hello, sir.

Hi, beautiful.

Baby…

How are you, darling?

I like your shirt today.

-Oh, really? -Yeah.

Looking beautiful.

Nice!

-For me? -Yes.

-So nice. -Allow me.

-Okay. -Let me put it for you.

Hey, beautiful!

Hey, you, rascal! Who the hell's inside?

Come out!

Bloody scumbag!

Come out right now, or else I'll shoot her.

Come out, you scumbag!

I wish I were dead.

ORIGIN

Boy…

Where is Ajit More's office?

Go straight, then turn left.

This way?

Let's go.

Madam, please wait. Sir is "thinking" right now.

Jaanleva. This movie would've been a super hit.

But then the Acharyas went to court, and I had to shelve the film.

I suffered a huge loss.

Actually, cinema did.

I could've changed the name…

from Jay Acharya to Vijay-Phijay-Rakesh--

-Mr. Ajit More-- -Yeah! Ajit More, exactly.

Ajit More is not a sellout.

I'm an artist.

Please come to the point.

Point! I'll come to the point. Just a minute.

Our film had a song that went like this…

Deadly…

Deadly…

Yes, see this.

Actually, if you see…

back in his day, he was like Rambo.

He'd kill gangsters.

It was his signature move. He'd arrive in a blue car

and shoot gangsters right here on the forehead, full stop.

See this.

But look at the irony,

he was killed in the same blue car.

Poetic justice.

Madam, you wouldn't believe what I'd written in the third act.

It was killer.

I'd done so much research, but everything went to waste.

See these.

Where he'd go, where he'd stay, what he'd eat…

even where he was killed. See.

See this.

Jay was shot right here.

JAY

Know what…

it'll be a boy.

Like you.

Brave.

See you…

later.

Bye.

Okay.

Okay.

Speed up!

Lolita's Russian class still exists.

These classes were just a front.

I used to get girls from Russia.

Viviane wanted to become a dancer, but I…

pushed her into prostitution.

Jay Acharya was an encounter specialist.

They met during a case.

And then right here,

I witnessed their relationship for about six to eight months.

Then Viviane got pregnant.

And I swear on my mother, madam, that's when the bad luck began.

Viviane was about two to three months pregnant when…

someone killed Jay.

Viviane had gone to Acharya's residence.

Jay's brother kicked her out.

After Jay's death, Viviane was forced to work as a prostitute once again.

And then, Anant was born.

Why was she given a boy's name?

Anant…

Anant, what happened?

Everyone teases me by calling me a girl.

Doesn't matter what everyone says…

you are a boy.

You are Jay Acharya's son.

Anant Acharya.

Come.

Sleep, my dear, sleep

She wanted to save her daughter from the pimps.

A mother's love.

She loved her daughter a lot.

Rita, let's just end this.

But this very love destroyed her.

Viviane wanted her to grow up and be like Jay.

Jay Acharya's son, Anant Acharya.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," all the time.

Always "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy"!

You want to be a useless person like Daddy?

She grew up listening to stories of her father's bravery.

When suddenly one day…

Open the door!

Else, I'll break the door and come in!

Please open the door.

Open it right now!

You, foreigner! Where are you from?

-Tell me where you are from! -Get off me.

Where are you from?

Russia.

Come, let's send you back home.

-Give me the child, come on. -This is no way to speak, madam.

-Why are you being so rude? -Give him, let the child go.

Madam, let me talk--

This is my child.

-Madam, let me talk to her. -Let go of the child!

-Let go! -You can't talk like this.

Hey, stop!

Hey… stop!

What are you doing? Stop!

-Put the child down. -Hey, no!

Get back or I'll jump.

What's wrong with you?!

Put the child down.

Put the child down.

-Get back! -No!

Don't…

Sleep, my dear, sleep

Tomorrow, a new day will come

A sweet dream is on its way to you

Close your eyes and dream

She rose from the ashes like a phoenix.

She started living with me. I mean, he…

Once, she smashed the skull of a cat, madam.

I knew that one day, the cops would be at my door because of this girl.

That's why I sent her off to an orphanage.

That was a boys' orphanage.

Actually, madam, I…

I got really scared.

That's why I left her there…

with that monster.

You knew what kind of a man Fernando was.

But you still left her with him.

I wasn't thinking about right or wrong at that time, madam.

I just didn't want to deal with that stress anymore.

Really, madam, I just…

Even death won't come to me, madam.

I think Viviane has cursed me.

I'll pray…

that you live a long life.

Photo?

One minute, I'll just see it.

Madam, it's Chandu Naik.

Everyone has the same question.

If the killer is in jail, who killed him?

Anant.

Keep a watch on Jay Acharya's house.

-Yes, ma'am. -Get to it.

-Ma'am, we have scanned the place… -Yeah?

And there are signs of struggle.

Okay.

There are blood stains everywhere on the floor and on the notes.

It's not just Chandu's.

I think the killer also got injured in the scuffle.

So, we're getting it examined.

Okay. I want the results quickly.

Yeah, yeah, we're on it.

Patient?

It's good…

How much is it worth?

It's second-hand, sir.

It costs 50 thousand. If you want one, I can--

You junkie, how much is the weed worth?

Must be around ten, isn't it?

I swear, I have no idea, sir…

No idea? Really!

You don't remember?

Don't remember?

-Sir… -Now, do you remember?

I told you, smoking weed messes up the brain.

-I don't remember. -You…

-Give me your hand, you rascal. -No…

-Give me your hand! -No, no…

Sit!

Today, I'm going to knock out all the crap out of your head.

-I don't know… Sir, listen… -Your brain will start working soon.

Is your brain working now?

Is it?

Yes or no?

It'll start working now.

-Let go! Let go! -Still don't remember?

No? Hold on…

Let me get you to speak with the Narcotics department.

-No, sir… -Let me call them.

They know exactly how to extract answers.

Sir, I… I'll tell…

It'll take me two minutes.

-No, sir. -It won't take long.

I'll tell you whatever you want to know.

Who was at the beach with you that night?

This has been a bloody mess, Vikram.

If you think Sajid is the killer, then who the hell killed Chandu Naik?

I shouldn't have listened to you.

Sir…

but Sajid has confessed.

He made a fool out of you, and you let him!

Sorry. Sorry, sir.

Sorry.

Sorry.

You're not focused on your work.

Stop competing with that girl.

Stop.

Sir, she throws around theories in English, and you seem to believe her.

Sir, I may be talking above my station--

Just stop talking.

You've already messed it up.

Now don't come in Rita's way.

Dismissed.

Jai Hind, sir.

You sure it's from Noori?

Yes, sir.

But, sir, biryani this early in the morning?

Mood.

I have to give it to you.

I used to think that only politicians could run the show outside

while behind bars.

You guys have superb teamwork.

I mean, you're locked up, but…

your partner is still at it outside.

Great.

See, I've got…

Noori's biryani for you.

Have some.

Have some.

Hey, Sajid. Kiddo.

Sajid.

See…

I've even asked them to send your favorite piece.

See this.

See this.

Take it.

I have no intention of bringing about any great change, Sajid.

Who is your partner?

Where?

Tell me.

And I'll pay for a year's supply.

No.

You don't want it, you junkie?

Don't want it?

I'm disconnecting the call, don't you get it?

I have breaking news, sir.

Prime time.

Congrats…

DCP Vikram Sathe sir.

Are you doing drugs early in the morning, Kamat?

Well, I'm with the dealer right now.

The "Manohar Swamy murder" guy.

What?

There's a reason Rita madam was interested in this case, sir.

Patient?

Who is this patient?

Fantastic.

Absolutely fantastic.

The weather's getting worse, madam.

Second suspect?

What's the proof?

I told you, I have a source.

Where?

Crime Branch.

He's saying the DCP is making up stories about Sajid having an accomplice.

Basically, Sajid is a scapegoat being framed for the murders.

I'm telling you, Kanika, they'll bring some random person

and say, "This is Sajid's accomplice."

Maybe.

But that's a prediction, not a fact.

It's all out there, Kanika.

While brutal murders are happening,

our DCP is busy attending shoots.

She's just doing it for her PR, nothing more.

Fine. But who is your source?

I can't publish this without a name.

Anita Acharya.

Jay Acharya's son, Anant Acharya.

I'm sure you know what usually happens at these care centers.

Children are tormented and scarred for life.

Who do you think murdered him?

This is your job, ma'am.

She's the criminal, sir.

I'm sure she's the killer.

She is both Anant and Anita.

What? Anita?

Is this your proof?

A photograph of her outside Acharya Niwas?

Give me a warrant for Acharya Niwas, sir.

I'll go and get all the proof.

Rita, on one hand, there's the article this journalist has written about you,

and on the other, there's the photograph.

-You see the optics. -I don't care about the optics, sir.

But I care.

I care, Rita!

The media is tearing apart our department.

You're not answerable to HM, I am.

I'd told you, going to the shoot is a terrible idea, sir.

Now she's come in the middle of my investigation, sir.

This is not about me, Rita.

This is about you!

If you take any action against that journalist,

people will think you're out for revenge.

Let them, sir. How does it matter?

I can't control how people think, but I can control her, sir.

I can stop her from disappearing.

I can stop her from killing people, sir.

Please just give me the warrant, sir.

Please, sir. Just give me the warrant, sir.

I need time to think.

I'll get back to you on this.

Rita madam is an old customer.

I need protection too.

What else could I have done?

She called me up late at night, asking for weed.

How could I dare refuse the DCP?

It's over, Rita.

Feeling good, aren't you?

Everything would've ended that very day.

What did you even achieve by surviving, Rita?

Mrs. Ferreira.

-Mrs. Ferreira… -Yeah?

UPSC results are out.

Have you checked?

I'm sure you'll qualify this time.

All the best.

Thank you.

Hello, everybody.

Are you ready?

Can you feel it?

Put your hands together.

Forget the worries, embrace life's grace

With love, light, every burden erase

Keep the enemy far, let heaven be near

On the path of thought…

What are you doing?

What are you doing with your life?

Is this what you want to do?

Like your father!

Is this what you want?

I'm just sick and tired of this music,

of you, and this hell that we're living in!

That bloody coward, he abandoned us!

He disappeared, leaving me to pay off all the debt!

It's difficult for me to make ends meet, yet

I've admitted you to such a good school, but… You…

Don't I deserve any happiness, Rita? Don't I?

You know what…

You know what, let's just get out of this.

Let's just finish it off.

Just… get it over with.

Finish it off.

Come.

Let me… let me just finish this off.

It's good.

It's good for me.

And it's good for you.

It's good for me.

Let's… just do it.

No.

Shut up. Shut up!

Rita madam…