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Pal, I’ve called both Gaurav and Suranjan today.

Are you going to discuss that report?

Have you gone mad?

I don’t understand it. This is all quite a bit fishy.

I want to understand the chemistry between them.

There is a new case. I’ll use that.

You stay as well.

May I come in, Sir?

Yes, please do.

Come on in.

It’s my good fortune today…

An officer from a lowly division like mine is being invited by you!

You have your best officers around here.

Gaurav, whilst working in the police, nursing a grudge isn’t productive.

You called me, Sir?

Yes, please come in Suranjan.

Suranjan, meet Gaurav.

After a long time, Suranjan!

Hi, how are you?

I’ve called you here to discuss a new job.

Pal will coordinate from my side.

What’s the job, Sir?

The PM’s coming.

He’ll flag off INS Arjun from the port.

He’ll go from here to Diamond Harbour by car and probably return by helicopter.

We have had some reports in.

There may be some black flag demonstrations.

This is a job for the anti-terrorist cell, Sir.

Formally they’ll be there of course.

But we need to do some work as well.

Gather information about arms smuggling.

Track if major criminals are entering town. Things like that.

Why do you need me for that, Sir?

You have already found the right person.

He started his career by punishing the wrong man.

He’ll manage all these.

You don’t have to be so rude.

You put it there, right?

How can one remember precisely?

There are huge African fishes in this lake.

I’ll give you such a kick!

Go more deep and look.

You must have done some hanky-panky. - Me?

Come on out.

Let’s go and meet Ghazi sir.

When he shoves a rod up your bum...

...then you’ll talk.

Ghazi sir won’t harm me.

He’s like my god.

Come out.

Quick!

Sisterf***ker!

Why do you need me for that, Sir?

You have already found the right person.

He started his career by punishing the wrong man.

He’ll manage all these.

Sir!

Do you come here often?

No sir. First time!

In fact, I came to find you.

This morning you had a meeting with the DC.

After that you were looking a little upset.

That’s why!

What will you have?

Nothing right now.

Let it be.

I’ll get a cold drink later.

Cold drink? Here?

Have some nuts.

Sir, is there a problem?

Everything’s a problem.

Ruddy scoundrel!

He tells me,

I always punish the wrong person.

But the tragedy is...

It is the truth.

I’m completely ruined, Sir.

Calm down.

Please calm down

My own brother.

Just for a piece of land...

With my deaf and dumb daughter he...

Now calm down and tell me what happened.

How can I help otherwise?

I live in Gadkhali.

We have a piece of land.

It’s in my brother and my name.

I asked him for my share.

He didn’t agree.

We had a major dispute over this.

So he took it out on my deaf and dumb daughter.

Her mother took her to the toilet at night.

She was howling with pain.

She was bleeding.

And my brother had fled.

What? Her own Uncle!

He should’ve been hanged.

That’s exactly how I felt.

I brought the uncle to the nick.

She was like my daughter.

How could I do something like that to her?

I did nothing, Sir.

Like your daughter, huh?

What did you say? Just like your daughter!

If you didn’t do it… -How could I do it?

Why would her dad say such filthy things about his own daughter?

He’s lying, Sir.

He’s lying? And you’re telling the truth?

He’s a wicked man. -Oh really!

He’s a wicked man.

He wouldn’t give me my share of the land. -You dare to speak about your land you rogue.

You scoundrel!

Then?

Then I sent Paran Mandal to court.

Yes.

The case involved the rape of a minor.

So the case started within a year.

I went to every hearing.

I got acquainted with the judge.

Somehow that case turned into…

…Surnjan Sen vs Paran Mandal.

On one side there was pressure from us.

On the other was a tearful dad.

Paran didn’t stand a chance.

We were elated with the judgement.

The judge gave him 10 years rigorous imprisonment.

You did everything right.

What’s wrong with it?

Everything!

After a few days,

Haran came to me with some sweets.

Sir.

Oh Haran, come.

How’s Pampa?

You haven’t forgotten, Sir.

Sit down.

The favour you did for me…

Sweets, what are you saying?

Someone who commits such a crime, must be punished.

That’s right.

Now the land is all mine.

Wow!

What?

Paran didn’t do anything.

I trapped him.

I trapped him so bad he can’t return to the village.

My daughter was asleep.

She didn’t understand anything.

Please have some sweets.

I’ll take your leave. Thank you.

You really helped me a lot.

A father with his own daughter… just for some land!

What an idiot I was.

Where will you go from here?

Come with me.

Mother f***er!

Damn you….

Catch him.

Sir...Sir...please stop.

Sir, dont.

Riju…

Get him on your bike.

Get up.

Side.

Take right. Fast.

I'm fine, Sir.

Go. Riju, you okay?

Go straight.

Ward boy, bring the stretcher quickly.

Pull over.

Come on.

[Panting]

That's it. - It's okay, Sir.

I am waiting outside the hospital, Sir.

Riju's been shot.

Injury isn't major.

Okay, Sir. I'll hang up now.

You work for Mr. Pal? - Sir, how did you know?

I always kept distance...

You follow me every day.

How wouldn’t I spot you?

Good. Thank you.

My name is Kartik Das, Sir.

Yes.

Please see if there is a permanent vacancy, Sir.

I’m a black belt in taekwondo.

Come, let’s have some tea.

What were you saying? -I know taekwondo as well.

Good.

[Sobbing]

Auntie, come with me.

Sit down. We’re all here.

Sit.

Where is Sir?

After admitting him he would have gone home.

After the incident with Abida.

If anything happens to his team he can’t handle it.

Sir is really soft hearted.

Excuse me, sister, is everything okay?

We need replacement blood.

If it’s B positive it will be best. -Yes, I am.

Come with me.

[Phone ringing]

Yes, Sir.

I’m at home only.

Yes, Sir.

Riju will be fine.

It’ll take a bit of time, that’s all.

Seems like Rachpal Sing’s gang.

No, Sir. No.

I won’t do anything.

I will not to do anything to embarrass you.

Yes, Sir.

Thank you, Sir.

Hello, Sen Sir.

Meeting after a long time?

How’re you keeping?

I’m fine.

Where do Rachpal’s gang members stay in Kolkata?

They used to stay in Deluxe Howrah hotel before.

Now I can’t tell you, Sir.

That’s okay.

How could you shoot at him?

I’m trying so hard.

I just need a little more time.

Do you want to murder him?

You shot his assistant to scare him off.

Or was it yet another threat?

That innocent boy could’ve lost his life.

You people are really evil.

[Whimpering]

I killed eight people.

All of them.

I burnt their office to the ground.

You watch, I’ll destroy their entire operation.

[Phone ringing]

I’m sorry.

I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.

Please, hello….

Just return my daughter to me please.

[Music playing]

Brother…

Brother…

The boys from Bihar... where do they stay?

Which floor?

Who are you?

Just answer my question.

Who the hell are you? -

Just tell me.

The room on the top floor.

That was all.

[Music playing]

Watch me out, f**ker.

Alright. Now cover your queen.

Did you see? - Until you can't cover, queen isn't yours.

Fill my glass.

Here goes the queen.

[Gun shot]

Who the hell...?

Run! Run!

He's been shot.

[Murmuring]

Mom, why are the police guarding dad?

Dad is a policeman himself.

[Phone ringing]

Local police think it’s a member of a gang.

A hitman from Bihar.

Someone came to his hotel room and shot him.

Are you thinking what I am?

Yes.

But… -The mouth is on a complete lock out.

Oye!

Yes, Sir.

You’re still asleep?

I wasn’t sleeping, Sir.

Just a nap!

Were you on duty last night?

Yes, Sir.

Who was in reception?

He was.

Hey, come over here.

Yes, Sir.

What’s your name?

Bimal Behera.

What happened last night?

Sir!

A person came and asked [In Oriya}.

Speak in Hindi.

Last night a person came and asked where the transport boys were staying.

I showed him the dormitory on the roof.

How would I know?

A lot of them stay there, Sir.

They book the room for the whole year.

They keep coming and going.

Is this the man?

Yes, this is the person who came.

This is the man.

How did you know?

Sir a person from Lalbazaar has come to meet you.

Anisur Rehman. OC homicide, Lalbazaar.

Sir.

I have something to discuss. -Have a seat, Sir.

Bring some tea for Sir.

Tell me, Sir.

Take a look at this.

Ruby’s post mortem report?

Where did you get this?

I got it.

Who was on duty? You?

He id’d him.

He did what?

An officer from Lalbazaar came.

He id’d the person for him.

An officer from Lalbazaar?

Yes.

Which officer from Lalbazaar?

We haven’t yet sent any official information.

He was a very senior officer.

That means,

the people who took the body from the morgue

...must have had the post mortem done somewhere.

What did you do after the body was stolen from the morgue?

Sir, we noted it in our report.

I can show you.

After that I reported it to the boss. I mean Mr Dutta.

Then I…

No, the procedure is absolutely fine but…

Sir, do you know where the body could be now?

No.

If I can help in any way on this case, please let me know, Sir.

These people’s audacity… I mean…

Tell me one thing.

Who else was involved in this case?

SI Mansoor was there, Sir.

Should I call him?

No I want to meet him alone.

Sure, Sir.

Thank you.

Thank you, Officer.

Sir.

We’re standing on the roof of Hotel Regent Deluxe.

Last night, a young man was found under the carom board here.

No he’s not dead.

The offender didn’t want to kill him.

He shot him in both arms and physically disabled him.

The echo’s of Gabbar Singh come to mind.

“Give me those hands Thakur.”

The question is.

Has Kolkata police become toothless and helpless like the Thakur?

Are they still waiting for Viru and Jai?

Then who’s responsible for our security?

Maya Ghoshal reporting on ‘Newsworld’ ‘Kolkata Nazar.’

[Phone ringing]

Sir.

No, Sir.

The boy from homicide who got shot, was shot by one of Rachpal's men.

Yes, Sir.

Actually the target was Suranjan.

But the bullet caught his subordinate.

Yes, Sir.

He’s okay now.

Sure, Sir.

No, Sir.

The shootout at the hotel is a different incident.

It’s probably a gang war.

Sir, some boys stayed there.

They all ran away last night.

One of the boys got shot in both arms.

They took him to hospital and fled.

Sir, both his hands have to be amputated.

Yes, Sir.

The Commissioner!

He’ll see some news on TV and then phone me.

Sir, isn’t this girl Suranjan’s wife?

Pal, you’re very backdated.

It’s not his wife but his live in partner.

It comes to the same thing.

The difference is that she doesn’t do any housework.

But she does everything else.

Any progress with that post mortem report?

No, that won’t happen so fast.

May I come in, Sir?

Shantanu! Your station’s in the news these days.

Let me introduce you.

This is Mr Pal, the information officer. Special information!

Shantanu Pal, OC of Bowbazar police station.

What’s going on in your station?

First the panty and now Gabbar!

Your station’s like a firework display.

Meaning he’s getting the flak.

Mr Pal knows everything. You can speak freely.

Last night, I reached the hotel as soon as we got the news.

I had my forensic team with me as well.

We found nothing there.

There must have ten or twelve boys. They had all absconded.

I found some blood traces on the roof.

I went to the reception and checked the register.

We didn’t get any names there.

Most importantly this room was rented on a monthly basis.

Different people came and went at various times.

The room was booked by a company in Patna.

The name is Pataliputra Roadways.

I’ll just interrupt.

Tea anyone?

No, Sir. Thank you.

Yes continue.

Sir, I’ve just come from the site.

I’ve got something to tell you.

The receptionist said an officer from Lalbazaar went there in the morning.

He also showed him a picture of the suspect.

The receptionist identified him.

Who went from Lalbazaar?

We haven’t formally informed you about the case.

Why will anyone go from Lalbazaar?

We haven’t even received the case yet.

One minute.

Send Suranjan from homicide to my room.

Who could’ve gone from Lalbazaar?

Strange!

Did you send for me, Sir?

Yes. Please come in.

Sir.

You probably know Shantanu.

The OC of Bowbazar station.

Sir, in the Pinky and Shambhu Barikh case, your team helped us a lot.

Yes!

Tell him the whole incident.

The receptionist said that an officer from Lalbazaar went there this morning.

He showed him a photograph of the suspect.

The receptionist recognised him as well.

Who could go from here?

All of us are here.

Only Anisur isn’t here, Sir.

Anisur has gone out on a personal matter.

He’s informed me.

So that’s fine.

Who else could it be?

I came to tell you this.

I thought it was important to tell you about it.

Thank you, Sir.

I’ll take your leave now.

Okay.

Who could’ve gone from Lalbazaar?

Sir, can I say something? - No.

Suranjan, you’re not involved in this case.

I’ll handle it.

I don’t want to get involved…. -And that is an order.

Sir.

What do you feel about this Rubina Khatun case?

My OC was handling it, Sir.

But you were with him, right?

I felt it was suicide.

Suicide?

Who removed the body?

Aslam…

Aslam?

Who’s he?

He was Ruby’s boy friend.

Did she have any other lovers?

Why any others, Sir?

Why not?

If there wasn’t another lover…

…Who killed Aslam?

I'll leave, Sir.

Tell me, Sir.

Ruby’s body was stolen from the morgue. Where did it go?

From the cemetery, you took the body to the morgue.

After that I don’t know anything.

No one knows anything.

Then who gave the post mortem report to Lalbazaar ?

The answer to this question will solve everything.

Whose child Ruby was carrying?

Shabana knew. So she ran away.

Aslam had probably guessed.

I’m sure even you know.

But you won’t tell me.

Don’t you all want….

From the arms of the injured boy at the hotel, Sir.

Two bullets.

It was sent from the hospital.

Take a look.

Are these bullets from our service revolver?

The older model of our revolvers, Sir.

That means…

Yes, Sir.

During the Abida case two revolvers went missing.

Did you know that?

Yes.

It’s what I was thinking.

It’s becoming hard to manage this lad.

No, Sir.

For police morale such officers are needed.

I know...

And that is why…

Hearing Shantanu got me thinking.

Who went to that hotel as a Lalbazaar officer?

And whose photograph did he show.

Who did the receptionist identify?

It could only be one person. And he would’ve shown his photograph.

Pal, it won’t be right for us to sit quietly.

Sir, be assured.

I’ll take care of the photograph issue.

Are you on duty now?

I’m from Lalbazaar.

Okay, Sir.

Come on bro, sir has asked me to take you to him.

What have I done, Sir?

He just wants to talk to you, nothing else.

I’ve done nothing.

Sir just wants to speak to you. He’ll let you go after that.

Where are you from?

I don’t know anything, Sir.

Hey! Don’t be scared.

Do one thing.

Don’t stay in Kolkata anymore.

I won’t. I’ll go home, Sir.

Where?

Bhubaneshwar?

No. Koraput, Sir.

Never show up in Kolkata after today.

Okay?

There’s ten thousand there.

I have money, Sir.

Just keep this.

Why are you scared?

I’m giving it out of care. Keep it.

What happened yesterday.

Who came.

Who you saw.

Forget it all.

Don’t talk about it to anyone at home.

Alright?

Otherwise we’ll show up there.

And blow you up.

And your family too.

Hey Govind!

Govind!

Who’s it?

You as*hole, you’re hiding here. Come out.

What did you do with the body of that whore?

Shaukat had come. -Yes.

We searched the lake but couldn’t find it.

You didn’t find it!

Sister f*cker.

Come on tell me. Tell me!

I don’t… I don’t know anything. -Speak up.

Where did you take the body?

Who did the post mortem and where?

I don’t know anything.

Think carefully… Try to remember and tell me.

Tell…

If only I knew I could tell you.

Sister f*cker…

I’ll b*gger you.

Take it easy.

Thank you.

How far are you with wedding plans?

Nowhere.

Mom and dad have given up hope.

I’ll have to find someone myself.

Take it easy. -It’s okay.

Have you found someone?

Not yet.

I’ll make a shortlist.

Do you have any one in mind?

Sir didn’t come to see me even once.

He did. You were sleeping so he didn’t wake you.

Why?

Why?

Your favourite mentor and you don’t know?

Actually he’s very shy.

He’s scared to show his emotions.

Never thought I’d miss the homicide room so much.

Sir, Sabir Ahmed is a good lad.

He’s joined recently. Honest guy.

After the body went missing from the morgue...

...he reported it to Gaurav Dutta.

Nothing much happened after that.

But his daughter was definitely kidnapped.

Oh my God!

Did he get the child back?

Yes, Sir.

Gaurav Dutta had deployed his entire force.

The child wasn’t harmed.

No evidence was found against the suspect in both murder and kidnap.

So he had to be released.

Sir, he was murdered on that very night.

A lady in a burkha came to the hospital.

She removed his oxygen pipe and left.

Sabir feels there could be someone big behind this.

He doesn’t want his identity exposed.

It could be the mafia boss Ghazi.

Hmm.

Quite a complicated case.

Alright. You keep quiet about this.

Keep an eye on Suranjan.

This Metiabruz area…

… It was his old precinct.

He went after Mr Ghazi. So we had to transfer him.

Besides Mr Ghazi well connected.

You may go for now. I’ll see what I can do.

Okay, Sir.

Am I missing something?

Good news, Boss.

I have the evidence to dispatch them both.

He’s been protecting The bast*rd forever. Now I’ll shaft them both.

Thank you.