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This isn't just a thriller.

It's a mystery that defies reason.

"In broad daylight, at the heart of a political rally,"

"I was abducted."

"I am MLA Rohit Trivedi."

"The cameras were rolling. The police stood watch."

"Thousands witnessed it..."

"...yet I vanished without a trace." If we don't see results, you won't get another message.

The next news you hear will be of my death.

What have I ever done to you?

'Suspicion falls on Behenji'

'an innocent face and an ex-MLA.'

But why would she do such a thing?

'This was the work'

'of either a fool or a mastermind'

'The cameras were rolling, but nothing was recorded.'

'Everyone could look, but nobody saw anything.'

'It was clear the kidnappers hadn't gotten far.'

'They were holding me captive somewhere nearby.'

'Within just a few hours, they called for ransom,'

'sending the police into a frenzy.'

Questions were everywhere...

Answers were nowhere.

'The kidnapper had no face, and left no clue or trail.'

He's the milkman. He's the vegetable vendor.

And this...

He's the laundryman. He's the garbage collector.

'If the kidnapper is invisible,'

'where will we find'

'an invisible hero to catch him?'

The most important one

is this cable installing dude.

- The cable installer? - Yes.

An invisible hero

He may even enter your bedroom...

yet you'll never notice him.

"Jumper!"

The milkman, garbage collector, and vegetable vendor

sit outside the house all the time.

They're always seen saying, 'Yes, ma'am. No, sir.'

But the cable guy...

walks through your living room,

your kitchen... and straight into your bedroom.

Brother, are you done?

Yes, ma'am.

- Two more minutes. - Hurry up, please!

- Adult program available on... - Demand.

Yes. If you want it, you will get it.

Otherwise, you won't.

They're those kind of shows.

The ones with adult fun.

Hey!

Yes, sir.

Yes, Jumper.

Where are you right now?

Sir, where am I? Er...

I'm climbing the sacred path to the Goddess' shrine.

Oh... you must be far away.

No! Hail the Goddess!

Then I'm afraid your journey ends here, son.

Ends?

Everyone, chant! Hail the Goddess!

- Louder! Hail the Goddess! - Sir, I've come too far.

I'm miles away from home.

- Sir, I can't turn back. - Hail the Goddess!

Hail the Goddess!

Just too busy, sir.

What happened? Did everyone die?

No, sir. They took another route.

- No worries, son. Just come back. - Sir, I'm almost at the top.

- It's harder to climb down. - Oh, no!

Seek the Goddess' forgiveness and return.

Should I come and get you?

What, sir? Hello?

- Hello? - Hello!

- Sir? - Hello?

Sir, your voice is breaking up.

Hello?

Could you speak a little louder?

Hello!

Can you hear me now?

Yes.

Done climbing?

No.

Then climb back down.

Or I'll throw you down and break every bone in your body.

Come on.

- Sir is calling you. - Yes.

I'll give you a nice massage... in boiling salted water.

Will you hit your wife?

- Will you hit your wife? - Ma'am, forgive me.

Jumper come.

Take more!

Kashvi ji,

meet Jumper. He installs cable connections

across this area and is now our newest police informant..

Now then, shall we begin?

Yes.

When did the kidnapping happen?

Yesterday morning.

No, I mean the exact time.

- Around 11:30 a.m. - 11:30 a.m.?

The video was uploaded online at 2:30 p.m.

So in just three hours...

the MLA was kidnapped, beaten, filmed for ransom, and the video uploaded.

Which means they're operating somewhere nearby.

Wow!

That's amazing, sir!

What would we have done without your wisdom?

We should bathe you in milk.

- Someone prepare a milk bath! - Sir, I'm the cable guy.

That's exactly why I knew you'd already know.

While searching the audio data around the crime scene,

we found 2111 audio files.

Our team considered every caller's gender,

manner of speaking,

and suspicious keywords, and investigated every angle.

That's when we found this.

'Every road in this kidnapping leads to one source..'

'Tuglak.'

This call gives us only two clues.

One is the kidnapping. The other is Tuglak.

But what is Tuglak?

A street?

A neighborhood? A road? A park?

Or an entire district?

Does any of it sound familiar, Jumper?

Sir, my sector has 4,300 houses...

and over 1,700 lanes.

But I've never heard of a place called Tuglak. - Exactly!

If we already knew,

would we be sitting here drinking tea?

Listen, Mr. Jumper. This is your territory.

Isn't it?

Search every nook and corner.

Keep your eyes and ears open. Find me a lead.

Sir, this is how I keep tabs on my neighbourhood. - What's that?

It's a recording bug.

It's an ultra sensitive microphone.

Once it's paired with the app,

you can hear everything inside a house.

Once it's planted in a home,

we'll know everything about that family.

Isn't that a little illegal? It's not just a little illegal. It is completely illegal.

You need to think like a rogue to catch one, sir.

Hmm!

He's wicked.

Ms. Kashvi, if you believe it's right, start right away.

But remember one thing.

The MLA was kidnapped 48 hours ago.

Move fast.

Or every disconnected cable will end up paying the price.

Oh, my God!

Loose connections...

will bring everyone down.

- You mean everyone will benefit, right? - Huh?

Cable.

Ma'am, I'm certain the kidnapper you call Tuglak...

is hiding somewhere in Gulab Vihar.

How can you be so sure?

In this neighborhood, someone could be murdered in broad daylight...

and no one would even look out the window.

It's the perfect place to hide a kidnapped MLA.

There are 414 houses here.

405 of them pay their cable bills online.

Every payment is documented and fully traceable.

That leaves just nine houses.

That's where all the illegal activity happens.

Sir, I'm from Jumper Cable.

If my cable cuts out during another match...

I'll bury you alive!

I've planted our little listening bugs in all nine houses.

We've got someone.

He sounds suspicious.

He's our prime suspect, ma'am.

Ahem!

Kohli's out, sir.

This man is the key to the whole case.

Ah!

Take your time, ma'am.

I'll keep thinking in the meantime.

Why are you just sitting there? Get up and help me.

Would you like some tea?

It's Bhopal's finest.

Ms. Kashvi?

Searching a place this small is a waste of time.

- Let's get out of here. - You sure?

Let's go.

- Hurry up! What if he shows up? - I told you, he won't...

Kashvi!

Gosh!

Gosh!

What happened?

He turned out to be a police officer.

What?

What do we do now?

What else? Let's get out of here.

Wait...

There's a landfill outside the city.

Let's dump the body there.

In a couple of days,

the rats and insects will make him unrecognizable.

Isn't there any other way?

Oh!

I know every cop and every alley in this area.

If you want to get out of this, do exactly as I say.

Oh, no!

- License. - No.

License!

- Yes. It's here. - Here's the license.

License?

Sir, what's this checking for?

MLA Rohit was kidnapped. We've been instructed to check.

Where are you both coming from?

That... Kohefiza...

We're coming from Kohefiza Colony, sir.

Where are you going?

We're going to eat Kharbanda's 'paranthas', sir.

- To eat Kharbanda's 'paranthas'? - Yes.

Then why are you sweating so much?

Did you bathe in your car?

No, sir. The AC isn't working.

Then roll down the window!

- What's stopping you? - Sir...

We've been cooped up for days.

Please let us enjoy the drive.

- Check the car. - Let them through.

Let them go.

Alright, ma'am. You can go.

Thank you, sir.

Move along.

Stop!

Step out!

What's in the trunk?

Why is that cloth sticking out?

Nothing, sir. It's just laundry.

Are you a laundryman?

Yes, sir... No!

No, sir.

Open the trunk.

Now!

Are you going to open it or not? Open it!

Open it!

Something doesn't add up.

Huh?

Are you the kidnapper?

Sir, we...

We were just on our way to eat parathas, sir.

Open it. Now!

Sir, I'm trying.

Hey, Jumper!

Where have you been?

Where's your phone?

Take it out. Check it now.

Y-Yes, sir.

How many missed calls?

- Sir... - Well?

Twelve, sir.

Sir's been calling you this whole time.

Hello, sir.

You too. Come here.

Gupta, what's going on?

Are you on night duty,

or stopping everyone who passes by?

They're with me.

Let them go.

Right away!

Yes, sir.

- Get in. - Go ahead.

Yes, sir.

Pandey!

Bring the old wreck.

There are countless kidnappings every year...

committed by countless criminals.

There are 365 days in a year.

Did this one have to happen on my day?

Sir?

Welcome!

Only two people are busier than everyone else.

One is the Prime Minister... and the other is you.

- Sir, I... - And what about you?

I'm trying very hard to keep my temper...

The right questions lead to the right answers.

Isn't that right, Mr. Shanti? - Absolutely.

But look at him. He's lost in his own world.

One moment he's staring at the sky...

the next, somewhere else.

Are you even listening to me?

Tuglak isn't a street, a neighborhood, or a park.

It isn't a place.

Mr. Shanti spotted an odd-looking man...

hidden in the crime scene footage.

Meet Tuglak.

He...

- He... - He?

He's Tuglak!

A master of disguises.

He's gone by many names...

Ashok, Maurya, Zafar, even Akbar.

These days, he calls himself Tuglak.

In the blink of an eye,

I had him in a headlock, just like the actor Sanjeev Kumar.

Mr. Shanti?

Yes, sir.

Isn't that right?

He put up quite a fight.

I was sweating so much trying to catch him...

that he slipped right out of my hands.

He got away.

But doesn't he look like a police officer?

Counterfeit currency, fake IDs,

fake credit cards...

those are just a few of his specialties.

Two months ago, he roamed Bediya...

posing as a police officer.

Who exactly is this man?

So, what have you concluded?

Sir, my conclusion is...

One moment.

Yes?

Ma'am?

Who is that?

- Sharma ji.. - Hello Behenji.

I want hourly updates of this case.

Yes. My entire team is working on it.

"Why hasn't there been any progress?"

It's a small police station. We're short-handed.

"Can you handle this or not?"

Yes, ma'am. Leave it to us.

Gosh!

Hello.

Buddy, the dead man in your car's trunk...

worked for me.

Hello? Who is this?

Can't you hear me?

Should I climb a tower?

Listen carefully.

If you tell the police...

about the body in your trunk,

your little viral video...

will land you behind bars.

Keep your mouth shut till my next orders

and just do

as I say.

What do you want from me?

Patience.

Mr. Shanti,

I need to talk to you about Tuglak.

Didn't I tell you to keep your mouth shut?

One small mistake...

and the punishment will be severe.

Because Tuglak is dead,

what was meant to happen in seven days...

will happen in seven hours.

Want to see my next move?

Just watch. Sir, the kidnappers have sent another video.

Already?

- Yes, sir. - Sir!

Sir!

- I'm coming. - Another video has arrived.

The new video's here.

Play it.

Here's your next task.

Rithala...

Industrial Estate...

Mill No. 4...

and the rooftop...

of the building near Jehangir Minar.

Every one of these places is a drug lab.

You'll find...

70 kilos of drugs there.

You have...

four hours...

Another ransom video... another set of clues?

Yes, sir. It's on every news channel.

This is one bizarre ransom demand.

Instead of money, he wants us to catch criminals.

Sir, we've got a message.

What is it?

The central forces have been deployed.

Sir...

I'll take your leave. I'm no longer needed here.

What do you mean, you're leaving?

Who said you're not needed?

Didn't you hear? We have four hours.

Today is all we've got.

We need to move faster.

Otherwise, the national and international media...

the CBI, the CID...

and every other agency under the sun...

will descend on this police station.

Understood? There's only one way out.

Find Tuglak.

Find the kidnapped MLA.

Jumper?

Whatever you want,

non-veg, veg, 'murgh musallam', egg curry,

you will get it all.

It's a long day today.

Please co-operate.

Sir?

Have some chickpeas.

Hmm.

What about us?

Should I order rajma chawal?

Rajma chawal will make you gassy.

That's not a problem during the day.

It'll just drift away.

It's worse at night.

Huh?

Jumper,

get started.

This...

What's this, Mr. Shanti?

A list...

of your cable subscribers.

The people who trust you enough to let you into their bedrooms.

Find out where this maniac is hiding.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Treat everyone as a suspect.

Only you...

can crack this. Understood?

Take good care of him.

- Help him. - Yes, sir.

Turn on every AC and cooler. Make sure he's comfortable.

They're not working, sir.

Assume that it's working.

- Okay? - Sir,

- I've got a call. - Wait a second.

Focus on the task.

Ignore every call. Switch off your phone.

Come on.

Turn it off. The police and the cable network can wait.

Hello.

Son, buckle up, clear your mind, and listen carefully.

The body in your car's trunk...

belongs to my partner.

I'm the mastermind behind this kidnapping.

You killed my partner.

So who's going to finish what he started?

There's a hard drive hidden on his body.

Find it.

If you tell anyone about this,

let me make one thing very clear.

You, that lady, the police officers...

even your sidekick, Splitter... I know everything about you.

Your history, geography, biology, and psychology.

Too little time.

Too much to do.

Find the hard drive...

like your life depends on it...

because it does.

Can I ask you something?

That depends.

On what?

On the question.

Do you really think...

you can make me do your bidding?

Your cable shop...

Its security code is 786.

Your email ID is jjumpercable@gmail.com.

The password is todu32.

Your Aadhaar details...

your KYC, your bank account...

even the private photos hidden on your phone...

I have access to all of it.

And think about the lady with you. You don't seem to care about her.

Do you know...

the difference between the cartoons...

on your cable network and real life?

What is it?

In cartoons, the good guys always win.

And in real life?

I have to admit...

even when you're terrified, your sense of humor is impressive.

Why are you making me do this?

You were simply in the wrong place...

Your Jumper Cable's blaring wedding songs...

rang in my ears all morning yesterday.

Only in India...

can your celebration...

become everyone else's misery.

Sir, there were 2,000 calls made around the crime scene.

- Oh, no! - Two thousand?

That's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Sir, if you want, Ms. Kashvi and I...

- can go through every number. - We're talking north,

and you're heading south.

What a line!

Why don't you do what you suggested earlier?

What did you say about catching criminals?

- Forgot already? - Think like a criminal.

Exactly. Show us how it's done.

Meaning?

Imagine you're part of this kidnapping.

Me?

I mean, just suppose you were involved.

What would you do?

First...

I wouldn't call.

But if you had to?

If I did...

I'd keep it brief.

Mr. Shanti...

that's our needle!

- Ms. Kashvi? - Yes, sir.

Make a list of every call...

that lasted less than ten seconds.

Yes, sir.

Sir, only 20 calls lasted under ten seconds.

Good. Get started.

- Call each number, one by one. - Okay, sir.

Your chest is injured...

yet you're bandaging your back.

You must be the first genius helping the police get himself killed.

See the number on the screen?

Yes, that one.

The fifth number on that list belongs to the dead man in your trunk.

No, the other one.

That phone's about to ring.

The officer at the station will hear it.

So before it rings...

Run.

Run!

- Hey, Jumper! - Yes, sir?

Where are you going?

Sir, my phone...

It's right there.

You're holding it.

Sir, I'm checking something online.

Got another phone?

It'll just take a minute.

Is it a girl?

- Your girlfriend? - No, sir.

Forget all that.

What are you talking about?

We don't have time for this.

Look at sir.

He doesn't even answer his wife's calls.

Hmm!

- Mr. Shanti! - I'm telling the truth, sir.

It's because of a girl.

Sir, I'll be right back.

Call the next number.

Try the fourth one.

- Yes, that one. - Yes, sir.

Yes, call that one.

Try it again.

- Yes, sir. - Keep calling.

- Don't stop calling. - Yes, sir.

- I'm trying, sir. - That's the one. Keep calling.

Turn the phone off.

Good.

Sir, none of the numbers went through.

Hmm.

Wait.

Search the body.

The body? Why?

Check his pockets, his shoes, his socks...

There might be a tiny hard drive.

Find it.

I searched...

but couldn't find it.

It's tiny. Search him again.

Yes. Reach in deeper.

I've checked twice. There's nothing here.

Check again.

I searched everywhere. There's nothing here.

Did you check the cavities?

What cavities?

Every holes or.. openings...

Openings?

Listen, son.

The human body has plenty of holes...

where a tiny hard drive could be hidden.

This idiot was an expert at that.

No, I...

Why be shy? He's already dead.

Come on.

Okay.

Use your other hand.

Ugh!

Did you find it?

No.

Sorry, brother. Forgive me.

Ew! Yuck!

- What are you doing? - No, I...

He told me to do it. I...

Don't touch me.

Everyone there is petrified, while you

are messing with the dead body.

I wasn't messing with it.

I am leaving.

No, please listen to me.

Please listen to me.

Hear me out.

Look at this. Our blackmailer...

is the mastermind behind the MLA's kidnapping.

Watch.

That man had a hard drive.

I was searching for it.

This video could destroy my career.

Who could be behind this?

Whoever he is...

he's a vicious genius.

He has a hundred ways to strike us...

while we...

have none.

'Regardless of how smart they are,'

'madam will fix them.'

Madam will fix it.

Before dying, Tuglak

- said something bizarre. - What?

He mentioned...

He mentioned some madam.

Madam? Which madam?

- Which madam? - Kashvi? - Yes, sir?

Why are you wasting your time with him? Go inside.

Mr Shanti,

why is ma'am's clock hanging here?

Does it not look good? Should I take it off?

- No. It's okay. I... - Do you want it?

- No. I... - No. There are plenty here.

We hung the clock as we got it for free.

It's in every room, including the washrooms.

You see. It's our nation's tradition

Yes

to accept gifts.

Be it for a wedding,

your birthday

or an election.

We get so many freebies like this one.

So, if it's for free, it's for me.

Mr Shanti!

I'm coming, sir.

Show your hands.

Yes.

I wonder where those have gone.

MLA Rohit Trivedi

is like a son to me.

The authorities will spare no effort to bring him back.

As for

those demanding bizarre ransoms,

their intentions may be noble,

but their methods are wrong.

Yes, tell me.

Listen, Splitter.

I'm in serious trouble.

You're the only one who can help me.

Someone is blackmailing me.

He has CCTV footage from every camera in the station.

Someone in this station is working with him.

Everything looks normal... but it isn't.

Start with her.

She's different.

She's the queen of mistrust.

Something's off, Splitter.

Then there's an inspector... completely unhinged.

Either he'll sink...

or drag us all down with him.

And then there's the ACP...

calm on the outside, sharp on the inside.

They're all breathing down my neck.

Jumper...

Listen to me carefully.

The man who's calling you is no ordinary criminal.

I mean...

you're chasing a cat, while he's a tiger.

"Splitter? Hello? What are you saying?"

"What do you mean?"

Tell me Bro...

Couldn't keep it to yourself, could you?

You told your little sidekick everything.

A sheep lives in fear of the wolf...

never realizing it's the shepherd who'll betray and slaughter it.

'Ah!'

'Jumper, please save me!'

Please save me!

Trust is like the eraser on a pencil...

it gets smaller with every mistake.

And now... you'll pay for yours.

Ah!

'Ah! Johnny, save me!'

'Ah! Johnny, save me!'

'Johnny, please save me, brother.'

'I am Splitter.'

'You are Jumper. We're both orphans.'

'Johnny, save me!'

'I am Splitter. You are Jumper. We're both orphans.'

'Despite receiving two solid leads...'

'on MLA Rohit's kidnappers,'

'both police raids...'

'failed to uncover a single suspect or any evidence.'

'Who is behind these crimes?'

'And why did Force of Justice make this explosive revelation go viral?'

'With the police still without a suspect...'

'is the kidnapped MLA's life now in greater danger?'

'What is the local police doing to bring the MLA home?'

'Questions abound...'

'but there isn't a single answer.'

Mr. Shanti, they escaped from the last location too.

The next ransom video will create havoc.

On top of that, the CBI is on our backs.

We have to catch Tuglak.

Do something, sir.

I know. I understand. Tuglak is...

the key that unlocks everything. Think, Mr. Shanti.

Sir, how can you...

be so certain this man is linked to the kidnapping?

How can you be so certain he isn't?

Why are we fixated on just one man?

Experience.

- Experience? - Yes.

Sir, take a look.

According to these records...

he taught History. Well, he still does.

Hmm.

He's committed several crimes...

all alone, in broad daylight.

Really?

That tells me he doesn't trust people easily.

If he has a team...

it'll be small and ruthless.

With a small team...

he could slip out of the city posing as a police officer.

How could he pose as a police officer?

The police have sealed off every exit.

He can't get out.

But, sir...

he looks suspicious from head to toe.

His appearance, his mannerisms...

even his name. Everything about him is fake.

What do you mean his name is fake?

- Didn't he teach History? - Yes.

Every alias he's used...

belongs to a historical king. Rewind. Open that folder.

Akbar Ali?

Emperor Akbar.

And Ibrahim?

Ibrahim Lodi!

And B. S. Zafar?

Bahadur Shah Zafar.

Brilliant. You've just given us a breakthrough.

Ms. Kashvi...

Make a list of every phone number...

registered...

- under the names of historical kings. - Yes, sir.

Sir, there are eleven names...

matching those of historical kings.

Now compare that list...

with the calls under ten seconds.

Yes, sir.

Sir, only one name matches.

C. G. Maurya.

"Trespasser!"

C. G. Maurya?

C. G. Maurya?

Chandragupta Maurya!

"That fraud Zafar lives in T2."

"There are 500 flats here, all identical."

Sir, wait. I'll go and bug his apartment.

No. There's no time for surveillance now.

It's time to strike.

We'll go there and grab Tuglak. If he's not there...

we'll find something.

DNA, fingerprints...

Anything that leads us straight to Tuglak.

Sir, I've seen this man.

He looks familiar.

I'm sure he lives in Chowki Talaiya.

Not in T2. He lives in S5.

Then we'll check S5 too.

Get the team ready. Move! We don't have time.

Move! Move!

- Hello. - You really messed up...

yet your spirit's still intact.

Listen, son.

If you leave the station now...

the police will suspect you.

But if you stay...

- you'll be caught. - Then help me!

Everyone has to clean up their own mess.

Hello. My phone died. No time to charge it.

As the elders say...

Wisdom...

comes only after stumbling in the dark.

What do we do now?

The police will definitely find...

our DNA and fingerprints.

That's why I sent them to S5.

What? Have you lost your mind?

They're cops.

It won't take them long...

to find the right address.

I just need ten minutes.

There's a laptop with the hard drive.

I'll go get it. You handle things here. Okay?

Oh!

Ma'am, where's Johnny?

Johnny...

He went to the restroom.

Let's go.

Ah!

Oh, gosh!

Sorry, sir. I thought he was my husband.

Really, ma'am?

At least look properly...

- before you ride on someone. - It's okay.

Let's go. Head to T2.

- You? - Yes.

I was tipped off before the police arrived.

I've wiped out every trace of evidence.

Aren't you from the station?

Yes, sir. I'm the cleanup specialist.

Radios, gramophones,

tables, chairs, TVs, homes, cars...

pickpockets, kidnappings, extortion, scams...

cover-ups, cleanups... you name it.

I leave no trace behind.

Bloodstains...

someone's father, someone's wife...

or someone's property...

I can make anything disappear.

The police will soon be here. Let's go.

Run!

The police are on their way. Move!

Search this place.

Yes.

I see something there.

Move! Faster!

Hey!

Run!

Come on.

Hey!

They got away.

No pain, no gain. Move aside. Come on!

What are you looking at? Go! Get him!

Run! Move!

Ow!

Doesn't anyone clean this filthy place?

What kind of place is this?

Alright, buddy. See you.

- I'm heading out. - Where's Splitter?

I have no idea where Splitter is.

I'm asking nicely.

I'm telling you the truth. I don't know where he is.

Last chance. Where's Splitter?

Don't you get it?

I'm asking one last time. Where's Splitter?

How many times do I have to tell you? I don't know!

Back off, or I'll shoot. I'm warning you.

- Lower the gun. - Get out!

Lower it.

I don't know...

Lower the gun!

Get out, or I'll shoot! I'm warning you!

Hey!

The gun might go off!

The gun might go off!

Do you hear me?

Watch it! The gun will go off!

Let go!

I told you it'd go off.

Aaaah!

Mr. Sharma?

What is your problem?

You killed another one of my men.

You keep making very expensive mistakes.

Now you'll have to do his job too.

Your phone is always dead, but your brain never is.

He was an expert at erasing fingerprints and evidence.

Now you've erased him.

Go. Get out of there!

Stop!

Stay right there!

Shanti Ji..

Yes, sir?

Come here.

Should I check this lane?

We need to go that way. Come on.

Okay.

Run!

Look to your left.

"The third ransom video of MLA Rohit Trivedi..."

"...has just been released."

Despite all the warnings...

you still couldn't catch a single criminal.

The price...

...will have to be paid.

The MLA will pay for the deaths of my men.

Next time, it'll be Splitter.

Not his finger... something far more precious.

This is your last warning.

Go through the back entrance of the fourth building...

...on the lane ahead and hide.

The police are right behind you.

You're the queen of bargaining.

But you're practically family.

I bought so many sarees from you...

...for Aunt Neena's wedding.

What's this, Karsan?

Ma'am,

you're family to me too.

That's why I'm giving you a discount for your daughter's wedding.

But...

Alright. No problem.

Then I'll save the bigger discount...

...for your wedding.

Who are you?

- What do you want? - Sir...

- The police... - The police are after you?

I didn't do anything, sir.

Then why are they after you?

- If they catch Splitter, my brother... - Why would...

...the police arrest and beat your brother?

- Who screamed? - Get up!

Blood!

What happened?

Blood!

- What happened? - He went there.

Yes. Check there.

Run! Check there. Hurry up!

Sir, did you...

see a boy run past?

- What? - He ran this way.

He can't see.

He's blind?

Yes.

Would you like some tea or snacks?

He's offering us tea and snacks.

- Let's go. - No?

Alright. Maybe next time!

Yes.

Mr. Shanti!

Sir, shall I order some ginger tea?

- No! - Then?

Call Mr. Jumper.

- Johnny, open the door! - Mr. Jumper!

Open the door!

What happened?

Open the door!

Johnny!

Open the door!

Is anyone in there?

- I don't think anyone's home. - Open the door! Johnny!

- Open the door! - Come out!

Open the door!

Johnny! Jumper, come out! The boss wants you.

Hey! Open the door!

The boss is calling you! What are you doing?

- Mr. Jumper! - Is he in there or not?

Open the door!

Are you drunk?

Got an upset stomach?

What's wrong with you? Come on.

Come.

Come.

Move.

Have some water.

We were chasing a suspect.

He knew every alley...

without CCTV coverage.

- Mr. Shanti? - Sir.

Are there no CCTV cameras in Chowki Talaiya?

No, sir.

- Why? - Well...

They do install them.

But there are so many crooks there...

they're stolen the very next day.

Fair enough. Everyone's trying to make a living.

Around Lanes 17 and 46...

there are two ATMs.

- Ms. Kashvi? - Yes, sir.

Do ATMs have CCTV cameras...

both inside and outside?

Get the footage.

Yes, sir.

In the meantime, get some rest.

Have some more water.

Make sure he doesn't escape.

Don't worry.

I've got eyes, not CCTV cameras...

No one can rip them out.

'Ah! Johnny, save me!'

Gosh!

What happened?

I accidentally killed another man who worked for the kidnapper.

What?

But I think the police have still not found his body.

But how is that possible?

I don't know.

The kidnapper might have hidden it.

That kidnapper?

Was he there?

I don't know.

I didn't recognise him.

But yes. When he walked,

I heard a sound

like there was something

in his feet.

He...

Is he going to kill Splitter..

He's been taking the beatings meant for me since we were kids.

'Ah! You took my share of the beatings.'

'Today, I took your share of beatings.'

'Tomorrow, you can pay me for it.'

He got beaten because of me today.

You know something, Ms. Kashvi?

I've never had...

what Splitter always gave me.

What?

Hope.

We had everything. We were happy.

But I wanted to be Lord Falkland.

Look at this.

I found the kidnapper's phone.

There's only one contact...

saved as Sharma. Do you know who that could be?

It's not as if...

you're the only one with problems.

Everyone has their own.

I still can't figure out which man is blackmailing you... - Wait.

Just a second.

How do you know the kidnapper's a man?

Isn't it obvious?

- Obvious? - Have you lost your mind?

- Are you accusing me? - No, I...

I'm not accusing you.

Johnny, the only way out...

is to trust each other.

Ms. Kashvi, I'm really sorry. My head's been spinning...

...since this morning. I can't think straight.

Just give me a second.

I'm glad you're here with me.

I'm really sorry.

Sorry.

Yes?

Are you done, my brother?

Huh? I...

If you

are done with this,

let's finish what you're here for.

Yes.

I'll be right there.

Oh, my! You, ma'am?

Sir, that...

He's just a cable guy.

Have some standards.

- Sir? - Hmm.

They're getting closer.

Hmm.

Mr. Jumper, press Play.

Watch this footage.

You can see the crowd reacting.

But someone is running through the shadows behind them.

Do you see that silhouette?

Pause it.

There. That's our suspect.

Can you sharpen it? Zoom in.

Sir, I can't zoom in any further.

No?

You can see someone running here.

But he's looking the other way.

Retrieve the other ATM's video. Play it.

Yes, sir.

We'll have something solid now.

Who are you?

Hmm!

Yes. Can you make the footage clearer?

Sir, I can't sharpen it further.

- Mr Shanti? - Sir!

- He looks like him, doesn't he? - Yes.

- He's the same one. - Yes, he's the same one.

- He's the same guy... the one.. - Who?

You...

Me?

Hmm!

It's you. Right?

Sir, I was at the police station with you.

When did I tell you when this video was shot

or what time it was? Did I ever tell you?

Hmm?

Then why did you change your T-shirt?

Sir, that...

'Oh!'

'Johnny, come out quickly!'

- 'Open the door. - Johnny, come out quickly.'

'Open the door!'

- 'Open the door! - Johnny!'

'Open the door!'

Sir, I'd been wearing it since yesterday.

It was stinking.

So, have we changed several T-shirts since yesterday?

No.

He must have had some other reason to change.

Look, Mr. Jumper. No matter how many clothes you change,

or how many showers you take,

your feet

always give you away.

The moment you try to control a lie, the lie starts controlling you.

Tell me the truth.

What are you hiding?

'Where is Splitter?'

'Where is Splitter?'

- 'I don't know... - You know it.'

It has only one contact,

saved as Sharma.

When he walked,

I heard a sound.

Was he there?

Speak up.

What are you thinking?

Sir, the first video

you showed us...

Are you in it?

No, I'm not.

But someone is.

Ms. Kashvi,

play the first video.

Yes. Zoom in on the left. A little further.

There.

No. Go back.

Yes.

What are you making her do? Is this a game? Sir...

That's the man.

What about him?

The police arrested this man three years ago.

Hmm.

It was for the murder

of a college student.

I went there to install the cable connection.

That's how I know him.

Sir, he is...

He is Professor Sharma.

Yes, sir. He used to teach at a university.

He's been dead for over a year.

He died in an encounter. How can it be him?

- That's impossible, Jumper. - Just a second, sir.

Hmm.

According to the records,

he's dead.

But all his records

are perfectly clean.

Murder, extortion, kidnapping...

He's involved in everything.

People know him as Unicorn.

Unicorn?

Unicorn?

Unicorn means a one-horned creature,

an imaginary animal everyone has heard of,

but never seen.

Jumper!

Sir! The guest we had invited is here.

Hmm.

Sir, who is it?

Should I come along?

Come.

Come on.

Hello.

Before your eyes close forever,

why not open them for once?

Do you see the TV in front of you?

That's me.

Don't get it?

Hmm?

The best of the best tried to kill me.

Yet here I am,

alive and whole.

Not even my father spared me.

He tricked me into letting him chain my feet,

then went to call the police.

But I escaped.

Ask me how.

But the police...

Ask me how!

How?

That day, for the first time,

I learned that time is the most precious thing.

When time runs short,

so do your options.

It's easy to say,

but having the courage to cut off your own foot

is rare.

That kind of pain either awakens your demons

or buries them.

When the police arrived that night, they couldn't find me.

They found this,

my severed foot,

and my father's body.

Think about it, son.

If I can do this to myself,

what do you think

I'll do to you?

Remember just two words.

Hard

disk.

Now turn around

and see who's behind you.

Look, son.

Huh?

You...

Yes, aunt. I'll call you later.

Yes.

Your wedding's out there, and you're rehearsing solo in here.

Hmm? Let's go.

That's him.

That's him.

That's him.

It's him!

That's him.

It's him!

That's him.

That's him.

Your in-laws are here.

Let's begin the procession.

Come.

Hmm?

Mm-hmm!

Up!

Huh?

Hmm?

He...

Yes. It is him.

But...

Huh?

- Yes. - What?

He was this tall.

But...

But...

But...

- But... - Please speak up.

But...

But...

But...

Er...

But he...

But... - Why are you repeating the same word?

Did you recognize him, or are you reciting poetry?

Speak up.

But...

- But... - Mr Shanti, get rid of her.

Send her away.

- Come. - Hear me out.

But...

Mister?

Hmm?

How will you recognise him?

I am blind,

but I can see better than the rest.

I can smell him and recognise him with a snap.

Hmm.

Okay.

Come.

It's not him.

How many times should I tell you?

Wait a second.

It's neither of them.

Wait!

Hmm?

Think carefully. See...

Observe it.

No. That won't be needed.

I said it is neither of them.

If you can't smell him,

try touching him and tell us.

I am blind,

not a fool.

But touch...

He's a tough nut.

Mr Shanti, send them away.

Gosh!

Sir?

Can I go

to the bathroom?

Already?

Get used to it.

- Go. - Can I go?

Do you need lunch now?

Should I thrash you? Go!

Sir!

Sir, just a second.

The cable network installer. ```srt id="9vk264"

Sir, I'm sure you recognized me in there.

Then why didn't you say anything?

I may be blind,

but the tremor in your voice told me you were telling the truth.

Besides,

if life is giving you a second chance,

why should I stand in your way?

Go, son.

Enjoy it.

Yes.

Listen.

Yes?

Yes.

There's something odd about the ACP's voice.

It's unusual.

Be careful. ```

Ms Kashvi?

What? ```srt id="4nm826"

What are you doing, Johnny?

Sit down.

What do we do now?

Someone will see us.

No matter what we do, Mr. Sharma is one step ahead.

He's got the upper hand.

There are only three blind spots

in this police station where he can't see us.

I've checked the entire system.

How did you check it?

By planting bugs in everyone's pockets.

But I still don't know

who's working with him.

There's an electric meter behind the station.

Go switch it off.

Switch off the power.

The CCTV and internet will go down.

I can catch him only if I get out of here.

Hey, listen.

Later. Just go. ```

Go. Here is a more natural and cinematic version while preserving the subtitle numbering and timing: ```srt

Dude, where are you?

Hello.

Son, you're not giving it

your all to find that hard disk.

Didn't I tell you

that respect has to be earned?

You'll pay for this.

Now you'll learn how one small mistake

can destroy

a perfectly good life. ```

Mr. Shanti?

Sir.

Take the keys to Jumper's car.

- Jumper, hand over your car keys. - But, sir...

- Why? - Just do it.

Give them to me!

What are you doing?

Give me the keys. Are you burying them or what?

- Sir, I... - Quiet!

You scoundrel!

Stand right there. Don't move an inch.

Give me the keys.

Yes, sir.

Sir, that's...

Hmm.

Hmm!

What is it, sir?

What did you find?

Hmm!

They're all flavored.

Banana... guava...

What's this?

Cable boy, is this your side hustle?

Planning to start selling condoms?

There's still time to mend your ways.

That was a close call. Hold these.

Okay.

Hmm!

What am I supposed to do with these,

make pickle out of them?

Constable!

- Sir! - Come here.

Sir.

Take these

- and put them in the evidence box. - Yes, sir.

- Yes. - Okay?

Yes, sir.

Wait. Leave one out.

Yes, sir.

- It's for my brother-in-law. - Yes, sir.

He needs it.

He's too embarrassed to buy one himself.

Go on. Take care of it.

What?

- Hello. - I took care of your problem.

I saved you, didn't I?

Tuglak's body is gone.

Don't you have anything else to worry about now?

No need to look so shocked.

While you were blasting out of the police station like a rocket,

I took possession of Tuglak's body.

Then why are you still after Splitter and me?

You have the body.

So why don't you find the hard disk?

I'm keeping the two of you alive

to finish Tuglak's unfinished business.

What business?

Taking the fall. Getting FRAMED!

Sir!

MLA's fourth video is out.

Sir, hurry!

- Play it. - Stand there. - Yes, sir.

Stand in the corner.

'Rohit Trivedi was just a pawn.'

This place looks familiar.

'To fulfill the mission'

'of the Force of Justice,'

'it's time'

- 'to sacrifice that pawn.' - Where is this place?

'for the cause.'

What's that?

The lighting in this video is excellent.

What kind of video is this?

There's no message. Why would they send this?

'To everyone watching this video,'

'please don't let my death be in vain.'

'Make these filthy gangsters'

- 'pay for their crimes.' - This place looks familiar.

There are movie posters behind him.

Sir, it's a shop.

Zoom in.

Zoom in at the top. What's that sign?

In the top corner?

Something's written there.

JJ.

What does JJ mean?

'Jagat Janani.'

Johnny 'Janardhan'.

Jagat...

Johnny Jumper.

Johnny?

It's your shop! Hey! What's wrong with the power?

Mr. Shanti, don't let Jumper get away.

Send a police team to his cable network shop. - I...

Yes, sir.

- Move out! - Yes, sir.

I've got him!

Oh, it's you.

- It's me. - Let's go inside.

Come on.

'Breaking News!'

'Another shocking revelation!'

'Kidnapped MLA Rohit Trivedi'

'has been found critically injured'

'at a local cable network shop.'

'Along with him, police recovered'

'two suspicious bodies stuffed inside gunny bags.'

'Was the MLA kidnapped'

- 'by a local cable installer?' - 'The mastermind behind it all'

'is cable installer Johnny Jumper.'

'But where is he now?'

Kashvi!

'MLA Rohit Trivedi's condition remains critical.'

'He has been shifted to the ICU.'

Splitter is dead.

- What? - He killed Splitter.

Jumper...

You always believed

I took your share of the beatings.

But the truth is, you've suffered far more

than those beatings ever cost me.

Ever since you grew up,

you've lived believing you were an orphan.

But it's time to end that, Jumper.

I'm finally free...

from all this.

Now you have nothing left to lose.

Rise above your past, leave the darkness behind...

and make him pay.

How was the MLA's video

shot inside your shop?

Those bodies

could've been dumped anywhere.

So why were they found there?

Sir, please give me one night.

I'll find the kidnapper.

You've got four hours.

What are you saying?

- I'm talking to him. - Sir?

Give me a second.

Four hours.

Hmm.

Otherwise, you'll find out why they call me "Karma."

I'm like a crooked boomerang

that comes back and smacks you in the backside.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, you're

too soft-hearted.

How's he supposed to find the kidnapper?

It takes a crook to catch a crook.

So does that make us crooks too?

Sharma won't stop

until he's framed me completely.

I'm sure he's watching me.

I just don't know how.

Why do I feel he's here?

Hello.

Is Johnny there?

There's no Johnny here.

Wrong number.

Mister, that's for me.

Okay.

Listen, brother.

Listen carefully.

Splitter is dead.

Shut up, you bastard!

I know you're somewhere nearby.

You started this game.

Now I'm the one who's going to end it.

Hey!

Hey!

Damn it!

He slipped through our fingers.

What do we do now?

Think.

You must've overlooked something.

A clue?

A lead?

Anything?

Wait...

A clue?

Think, Johnny.

There has to be a clue... a lead.

Think back to the very beginning.

Come on, Johnny... think.

"You're looking for a cat, but he's a big cat."

"You're looking for a cat, but he's a big cat."

"What's the difference between the cartoons"

"on your cable network and real life?"

The kidnapper subscribed to the Vicky Cartoon channel.

"Your Jumper Network's procession songs"

"were ringing in my ears all morning yesterday."

"Johnny, the Jumper!"

He heard those songs during yesterday morning's procession.

That means he must live near the procession route.

Our cable network has

525 Vicky Cartoon subscribers.

But in that apartment complex, there are only two.

One is Flat 620...

and

the other is an under-construction building.

This is Flat 620.

The under-construction building?

Kashvi, do one thing. Check that place.

- I'll search here. Go. - Okay.

Kashvi?

Where did she go?

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"He keeps roaming around. It makes my insides crawl."

"Who stole the night's clock, making us bid farewell to our sleep?"

"We're spinning in a tangled circle. Sitting behind a mule,"

"the feet are crying for rest."

"Check who has framed you in this whirlpool. Jump!"

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Come on in."

"The water feels like a snake. It changes colours like chameleons."

"He's hiding in the burrow like a rat. Come on out! Jumper!"

"Yeah!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Roaming through the desert of my mind!"

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

"Come on in."

"Oh, bees, come on in."

Why did you do all this?

Look. Ever since the kidnapping, four videos have gone viral.

I've been trending ever since.

Do you know how many followers I've gained?

I may be the villain in your story...

but I'm the hero of my own story. Right?

Fine. I'll give you something...

something I've never given anyone before.

A chance.

Run.

Hmm!

If I let you live,

you'll haunt my dreams forever.

Your game is over.

No.

Not until I say so...

is this game over.

Ah!

- 'Jumper! - Johnny!'

'Will you help me or not?'

'Jumper! - Think about what to do. The choice is yours.'

'Jumper!'

I...

Kashvi?

I...

You hit me? Why?

I didn't.

Then who hit me? Who was it?

Who was it?

She was here. We were here. And you were here.

You were here.

I was here.

You were here.

Or... was it me?

Son, who else would be in my kitchen but me?

All right. I'll make you some tea.

Make it extra strong.

Look, I don't get it.

Why did you stage the kidnapping?

And who is Force of Justice?

It's just a fake name.

People love that kind of drama.

What do you stand to gain from this?

The plan was to frame Tuglak and disappear.

But he died.

That leaves you.

So what should we do with you?

That filthy scoundrel!

Tuglak was blackmailing us for a bigger cut.

Zafar and the cleaner

were always the weak links in this game.

But talk about bad luck.

You ended up killing them both.

But... aren't you blind?

I told you.

I see better than most people with eyesight.

Sir, why did you frame me for all this?

Didn't I tell you, son?

You were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The world needed the perfect scapegoat...

and we chose Tuglak.

"What is Tuglak?"

"After Tuglak's death, what was supposed to happen in seven days..."

"...will now happen in seven hours."

"There's only one way out."

"Find Tuglak."

"Find the MLA."

"There's a hard drive hidden in that body. Find it."

"You're looking for a cat, but he's a big cat."

"Run."

"Before he died, Tuglak said something strange."

"What?"

"He mentioned some woman."

'Enter through the back door of the fourth building'

'on the lane ahead'

'and hide.'

'Who is it?'

'It's neither of them.'

'The tremor in the ACP's voice is strange.'

'I am that crooked frisbee'

'which hits your backside after you throw it.'

What's wrong with you?

Sorry, sir.

You see...

"Karma"

is like a boomerang.

If you throw it wrong,

it comes flying back

before you know it...

and hits you instead.

"Karma?"

The earbud!

"How are you going to find me?"

"Say the code word."

"It's also used to track the location."

"Karma!"

Pray we never meet again.

Because if we do...

I'll finish what I started.

Take him.

We finally caught him.

Sir is here. Hurry up.

Come on.

Sit down. Yes.

Sit! Come on!

Where's Jumper?

What are you staring at?

Sir,

I still don't understand the motive behind all this.

Hmm.

Why stage a kidnapping without demanding a ransom?

Before he died, Tuglak said something.

Yeah?

He hinted at some madam.

'Regardless of how smart they are,'

'madam will fix them.'

'There are no CCTV cameras or street lights here.'

'Your man must be there.'

'He was there on the day the MLA was kidnapped.'

'He doesn't trust anyone soon.'

'If he has a team, it will be lean and mean.'

'Why is ma'am's clock hanging here?'

'We hung the clock as we got it for free.'

'There are several holes in the human body'

'where this disk can be hidden easily.'

Don't you think this clock...

looks a little odd?

Odd? How so?

Isn't it unusually large?

Exactly.

The "lady" Tuglak was referring to...

was this clock. It's got a hidden camera.

'You know what?'

'There's one common thing in tragedy and comedy.'

'Timing.'

I never approved of trafficking children anyway.

But...

you should never have dragged them

into the drug trade.

What's this? What happened to your finger?

Is that a real cut, or is it makeup?

"It looks like you're going to lose this election,"

"Mr. Rohit."

"You know...

the opposition's lies are more convincing than yours."

"We need to think outside the box."

"We need something to go viral..."

"...and throw the whole world into chaos."

"What spreads the fastest?"

"Propaganda."

"A lie packaged well."

"The script's ready. Take a look, sir."

"It'll be even better..."

"...when all three locations are raided..."

"...and ma'am..."

All this... just to win an election?

You had your own husband hacked to pieces for votes.

I only had a finger cut off.

And I walked away untouched.

My name never surfaced.

"In a game this dirty..."

"...conscience is a liability."

"Another breaking news update."

"Police have raided two locations linked to the ransom videos."

"The illegal operations uncovered there..."

"...are allegedly connected to ma'am, according to the NCB and CBI."

"Is MLA Rohit Trivedi gaining even more public support?"

"Will the people choose him as the true leader of the youth?"

You sick bastard!

What did I ever do to you?

"Zafar." "Yes, sir."

"Don't they use eye drops to make actors cry on TV?"

"We don't have any, sir."

"What kind of production is this?"

"Won't people notice if I don't cry?"

So Shaktimaan was Gangadhar all along.

The public will make sure...

...he ends up as Gangadhar again.

Sir, I've got an idea.

What is it?

"Exclusive of the year!"

"Prominent MLA Rohit Trivedi..."

"...orchestrated his own kidnapping."

"His true colors have now been exposed before the public."

"We've obtained shocking footage." "Hey! Cut!"

"The dialogue?"

"Here, sir."

"Come on. Step closer."

"Not that close. Sit here and do it. Come."

"As you can clearly see in the footage..."

"...this entire criminal operation was masterminded by the MLA..."

"...to gain public sympathy. What a shocking scam!"

"That's right."

"According to the police..."

"...four people were involved in the kidnapping..."

"...Mr. Sharma, Rajesh Kansal..."

"...Tuglak, and the cleaner, Shukla."

"Two of the accused died..."

"...in an internal feud."

"Under the leadership of ACP Karan Veer Gupta..."

"...the police cracked the case..."

"...with remarkable efficiency in just 11 hours."

Nothing is impossible when you give it your all.

The case was solved in under 24 hours.

But that's alright. I won't take...

all the credit for it. It's all because...

I was...

I was always by their side.

I still am, and always will be.

Without me...

Jai Hind!

ACP Karma took all the credit.

Didn't that bother you?

Your car carried two dead bodies.

That was the price I paid.

Was it a price... or did the ACP outplay you?

Four thieves and one mastermind...

...created all this chaos.

But one thing still puzzles me.

Why was Sharma...

...searching Tuglak's corpse for a hard drive?

Well, ma'am...

it all comes down to money and greed.

Tuglak was planning to run off...

...with all their money.

Their money?

Stored on a hard drive?

Where is it now?

I expected it to be much bigger.

Turns out...

...it's this tiny.

What? Did Tuglak hide it inside his mouth?

It fell in Tuglak's room just before he died.

The cleaner found it...

...and hid it in his phone.

After he died...

...I got the phone.

Oh!

What's on the hard drive?

Bitcoin.

Bitcoin?

You mean money?

How much is it worth?

About two years ago, it was worth around ₹2 lakhs.

₹2 lakhs?

But now...

...it's worth...

₹100 crores.

₹100 crores.

What?

₹100 crores?

₹100 crores!

So what are you going to do...

...with all that money?

I've got one hell of a wicked plan.

Want to hear it?

Answer the phone. Go ahead.

The ant has grown wings now.

- Answer the phone, Jumper. - He's not picking up?

Mr. Shanti, I'm done with these cable guys.

Who even uses cable anymore?

You're right.

Yeah. Time to move to the next level.

- Find the movies online. - Yes, sir.

But why?

Because we have to.

Got it.

Now we need an "ant"...

who not only catches criminals...

- but can track them too. - Sir...

Tracking criminals is part of our job.

You forgot the coriander.

I told you...

to buy some.

No problem.

- I'll get it in two minutes. - No.

- Forget it. - Get in the car. I'll go.

No, you get in.

- Sir? - Hmm?

Where are we going to find...

an "ant" who can track criminals?

We'll find one.

- You think so? - We will.

Definitely.

Hmm?

"Jumper!"

"Jumper!"

"Jumper!"

"Johnny Jumper!"

"Jumper!"

"Jumper!"

"Johnny Jumper!"