02x08 - Paradise

[bunniefuu]

Anyone found talking,
their picnic will be canceled.

Siya, Manisha, hurry up.
Stop your mischief.

Mr. Awasthi, look at
the condition of the bus.

Try to understand--

Fine.

What happened?

He said the new bus
is for the call center.

And to take the kids on the old bus.
No one will know about it.

That's fine.

But all the tires are worn out.
What about them?

-God knows.
-Selfish b*stard.

For him, the call center clients
were more important

than the safety of the children.

Do you know something? There were
18 kids on the bus including Siya.

Eighteen children!

And, boom!

Papa, what happened to my friend?

Barun Awasthi's selfishness
k*lled six children.

Selfishness.

Ninth head of Ravan.

Avinash.

I couldn't believe my luck

when I read about your arrest.

Because I knew my name would
feature somewhere on your list.

Several parents experienced
the same ordeal as you did,

due to the accident caused
because of my selfishness.

This is why I can still
hear the screams of those children.

Even though I served my prison term,
I still can't sleep peacefully.

I've started an NGO for children,
so I can sleep peacefully.

But the screams have not quietened down.

Though now they will,

because by the time you come out,

one name on your list
would have been struck off.

Death can give me the sanctity…

that life couldn't.

You must be thinking that your father

k*lled himself and deprived me
of one of Ravan's heads.

You all thought that he died
because of regret.

But the truth is,

he did it to silence the screams
he was hearing.

The school, the charity,
was not for the children.

He did it for his own mental peace.

Whenever someone gives himself
more importance than others,

it makes them selfish.

And when life led with selfishness,
ends selfishly as well,

then another head of Ravan is…

And thus, dear sir…

the ninth number on the list…

Barun Awasthi.

-Where is he?
-Swear on my father, I don't know.

Sir! Kabir sir,
we've cracked his phone.

It was a fake number.

There is only one number stored in it.
That's all.

This must be J's number.

I am standing in your lair.

Your Victor led us here.

As I said…

your world will begin to shrink.

Sir, please. Can I talk to bro?

-Only for a second, sir.
-What do you have to say?

Believe me, he won't say a word,
if you guys keep talking to him.

Meanwhile, if someone else dies,
you'll blame us for not cooperating.

Please, let me talk to him.
He'll talk to me.

I know him.

-Thank you so much.
-Talk.

Bro.

Bro, it's me. What's up?

I just wanted to say, bro…

Rascal. Stop!

Open the door.

Escaped, bro.

-I escaped.
-Open the door.

Their faces were worth watching.

Don't do anything crazy.

-Crazy is what keeps us alive.
-Try to understand, Victor.

Surrender.

Victor!

And get locked up in a cage
like an animal.

Bro, if you're the lock,
then I am the key.

Sooner or later, they will t*rture me,

or beat your location out of me.

Bro, finish your job.

Build your paradise.

And you?

Open it!

To keep the lock safe…

the key must disappear, bro.

Victor, no.

Victor?

Bro… just two words.

Open the door.

Loved it.

Victor, no.

We're brothers, for life…

and death!

J used a Smith and Wesson g*n.
Two shots were fired.

It's a fake bloody g*n.

No!

Leonardo Di Caprio
at the age of seven.

Da Vinci, the painter.

Paradise.

That will be the title of your painting.

Now it's yours, princess.

Your brother isn't with you…

but he's always around.

Remember that.

He thought he had an elder brother…

who always protected him
from his father.

But one day, he ran away from home
and never returned.

-Victor, let's do it.
-Okay, bro.

Bro…

don't go.

This was all a figment of his mind.

A creation.

An escape route that emerged
from his father's hatred.

A posture.

Sir, we'll crack it soon.

Hopefully.

Keep working.

Access denied.

Sorry, J.

Everything I did, I did for Alan.

To get him out.

Kabir kept his part of the deal?

Yes, he called…

I knew about Alan's deal…

from the very beginning.

Goodbye, Shirley.

JP, what was the number plate
on Siddharth's car?

DL-- Hurry up!

1-5-2-0.

Get it out.

Sir, the current is stronger
in this direction.

Maybe the body floated away
in this direction?

We cannot jump to conclusions so soon.

His phone is also not traceable.

No one knows where he is.

Get all the stuff out.

He even lived alone.

I mean, still does.

Well, he did.

Where does he live?

What's the matter, sir?
You called me here so urgently.

How long has Dr. Siddharth
been living here?

I leased out the room to him
for a long time now.

He lives alone. His parents
live with his sister in America.

He has no bad habits.

No bad hobbies.

He does like to paint.
He makes very nice paintings.

So, did Siddharth have any visitors?

No one in particular.

-Any friends, family, or colleagues?
-No one from Delhi.

They all live in America.

Okay.

And what was his daily routine?

He usually left in the morning.
Sometimes he would return late at night.

-Hello. Avi, where are you?
-How are you, Abha?

These past couple of years…

you wished that I went away for good.

That time has come.

But before I go, we must meet.

One last time.

On one side, Dr. Siddharth
was treating Avinash,

on the other, he was fooling
around with his wife.

Whatever feelings Dr. Siddharth
has for Abha is another problem.

But his sudden disappearance.

It doesn't feel right.

Hello.

He craved a relationship.

All he ever wanted was a brother.

Nothing more.

You did wrong.

When the one you trust betrays you,

then this breaks your heart.

But when the one you love betrays you…

then your world falls apart.

I am just one step away
from the tenth head.

Thank you, ma'am.

We had them the last time as well.
These biscuits are pretty good.

Cookies, actually.
Cranberry oats.

They are very tasty, ma'am. Thank you.

Thanks.

Keep it.

Thank you.

They are good. Never
tried anything like this before.

So, Siddharth was the tenth head?

No, sir.

Painting someone's wife
cannot be such a big betrayal,

that he would k*ll him.

I am confused, sir.

Until his body isn't found,
we can't say anything.

When the one you trust betrays you,
it breaks your heart.

Trust.

Siddharth.

But when the one you love…

betrays you…

Then your world falls apart.

It's not over!

Contact the officers in surveillance.

I want an update on Abha.

-But, sir--
-Now!

How much longer?

She slipped from under your nose.

Sir, we didn't know

that someone would lace our biscuits
with sleeping pills.

-Kabir sir…
-You mean cookies.

You and your English lessons.

Abha's phone was in the kitchen.

Gayatri, we must find Abha.
Her life is in danger.

So if you have any information about her,
then this is the time to tell us.

Right now.

Siya.

Remember, I made a promise to you…

that I will save your papa…

from the bad uncle.

I cannot save your Papa.

But Siya…

you can save your Papa.

Siya, you can tell me.

Sir, she just crossed the Delhi-Noida
Expressway border tollbooth.

Take care of her.

-Sir, just two more to go.
-Yeah?

Are you sure? Did you see it properly?
Is it the same car?

Okay, fine.

Sir, Abha ma'am's car
was spotted on the traffic camera,

heading towards Surajpur.

-Prakash.
-Yes.

-Tell our team to get there.
-Okay, sir.

MELA SHRI RAMLEELA
SURAJPUR

Ravan's death?

I've restrained death with my powers.

I cannot die as Brahma's boon
has made me immortal.

Hello.

When?

Okay, fine.

Sir, Siddharth's phone was switched on.
The signal is in range.

-Where?
-Surajpur.

Surajpur?

I am Ravan's death.

Fear this mighty warrior.

Sir, the current location of Siddharth's
phone, is Surajpur's Ramleela Ground.

What's going on?

Is the entire army gathering there
to burn down Lanka?

I am just one step away
from the tenth head.

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

Come on!
Yes, that's it!

-f*ck, sir!
-What happened?

Before we could see the last piece
and face clearly,

someone intercepted the download
and stopped it.

What the f*ck, it's blank!

Now, go back to your friends. Okay.

Prakash, there's a school building
behind the carnival--

J, what are you doing?

Please don't do this.

You read my mind, Kabir…

and came here.

Tenth head…

two faces.

One was Siddharth.

And the other is…

yours.

Siddharth's phone.

Tell Avinash about your relationship…

with Siddharth.

Siddharth, after what happened
last night between us,

I don't have the courage
to face you now.

Siddharth, I've been away
from Avi for a long time.

Enough.

Maybe this could be one of the reasons,

that last night…

I just let myself slip.

I am sorry.

This relationship can’t go beyond this.

I hope we handle this like
two mature adults.

Whatever happened can now…

Avinash…

Abha is the last victim.

And J wants that you…

I'm sorry Avi.

I'm sorry.

Don't.

I am so sorry.

It was a mistake. Avi, I am so sorry.

Avi. Avi, I am so sorry.

Avinash went to such
lengths for you, Abha…

and you…

I got suspicious of you that very day.

Yesterday, when I was tucking her in,
she asked me,

when Papa comes home,

how will we know if it is Papa
or the bad uncle?

I don't know if we're ready…

That day I realized…

that no relationship

is beyond deceit and betrayal.

Siddharth got to know…

so he had to die.

Breaking one's trust
has become your nature, Abha.

First Avinash's.

Then Kabir's.

You've been breaking
Kabir's trust as well.

Dr. Indu Rao. Avinash knew her.

Avinash can forgive you.

I can't.

Sir.

Sir.

Abha.

-Avi.
-Abha.

-Avi.
-Abha ma'am, move. Move away.

Please, don't.

Avi… don't sh**t.

Sir.

sh**t.

Eliminate the tenth head of Ravan,

and that'll be my end.

I think you're right.

I should be punished.

Abha, no.

Abha.

Avi.

Sir, please surrender.

And what after that?

We both know, Kabir…

for this to end forever…

someone has to die.

Avi.

Either Abha…

or J.

Avi. Avi, what are you saying?

Or me.

Avi.

Avi, don't.

Please don't.

I will eat her raw.

Happy birthday.

Avi.

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

Hail Lord Ram!

-Sir, please tell us.
-Sir!

-Sir, please tell us.
-Please stay back. Stay back.

Sir, please tell us.

-Sir, how many died…
-Sir.

I am here to read
the last chapter of this story.

Ravan k*ller is the story
that ended the way it was intended to.

The story began with the fire of
revenge but ended with this fire.

Yes,
we can all breathe a sigh of relief,

because the Ravan k*ller is now dead.

The comment box is full.

Congratulations.

Best wishes.

Good wishes are pouring
into my engagement post.

But I'm angry with you.

Not a single like from you.

-Prakash.
-Yes, sir.

Any update on the double-m*rder case?

Sir, we might have to go
to Panipat for that.

Okay. Assemble a team and let me know.

-Yes, sir.
-Sir!

I've posted my engagement photo
on the internet.

Please take a look.

Please, sir. Please.

-Show me.
-Thank you.

-Update this.
-Yes.

-Show it to me me.
-See.

Best wishes. God bless you.
Congratulations, both of you.

And best wishes. Congratulations.

So many wishes.

Hold on. Hold on.
What this? Abha Sabharwal.

That's Abha ma'am.

It's been a year since she went abroad.

She must have
been through a lot.

It's not easy.

-Siya.
-Yes, Mom.

Quickly finish your juice.
We're running late for school.

Okay, coming. One second.

Do you know what the first
and last truth of life is?

What, sir?

It moves on.

It has to.

Come on, Goofy. Mom, can I pay for
something different for my tiffin today?

Yes, dear. Okay.

I'll get sandwiches every day.
It's too boring.

Really? Now I give you boring stuff.
What are you trying to say?

Tea, sir?

-Come on.
-Come.

-What is this?
-Papa gave me this.

And by the way, I've spoken to Katherine

and next week we're planning
to go for a hike. Okay? Get ready.

Really? You hear that Goofy.
We're gonna go on a hike.

Take it to the hospital,
and send the body for DNA immediately.

Sure.

Goofy, come. Goofy, let's go. Let's go.

Avinash's post-mortem report.

And the b*llet, from the right shoulder.

Let's put an end to this, Avi.

For us.

There is only one path,
which leads to your Paradise.

And that's Siddharth.

Siddharth,

after what happened between us
last night…

Mufasa, let's go.

Mufasa, are you coming?

Coming, Simba.