01x10 - 1996

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Hurry up, Siya.

Hurry up, Siya.

-sh*t.
-Hurry up, sister.

Siya!

Stop!

What are you going to do? Siya is gone.

and you will rot in jail
for the rest of your life.

Mama.

Leave me.

Siya!

Sister, I got scared.

Avinash, what's happened to your leg?

Did you hurt yourself?

I don't know.
It's all become such a blur, Abha.

Kabir.

He wouldn't talk much with anyone.

I had enquired.

Son, have some crushed ginger
and fennel seeds with warm water.

You'll feel better.
Shall I make it for you?

Take care of yourself.

Take it. Hail India, sir.

Okay fine. Yes, find out.

Sir, this is all over social media.

-Did you call the news channels?
-Yes, sir.

But they haven't received any video.

That means the pattern has changed.

But we warned the news channels
against telecasting these videos.

What baffles me is
how Ravan k*ller got to know about this.

-You think he has an informer?
-Within the police force?

News channels, lawyers,
a lot of people were in the loop.

Anyone could've leaked this information.

-Sir.
-What?

You didn't take your medication, did you?

As you can see, this is the same building
where Angad Pandit used to live

and was m*rder*d last night.

Since when have you known Angad Pandit?

We don't know.
We've never seen him come or go.

Please come, sir.

How did this happen?

I had finished my chores
and left before Angad returned.

I don't know what happened after that.

Please come, sir.

Another attack
by our very own Ravan k*ller.

-Check the room inside.
-Yes, sir.

Same MO.

the video was uploaded on social media
instead of a news channel.

The windows were locked shut
and painted black

so no light would come in.

He also severed the generator wires.

And removed all the batteries
from the torches.

to ensure that
there is absolutely no light.

He is clearly very clever.

He has planned everything.

-The limp.
-He's misleading us.

Last evening, I reached here with Meghna
after the m*rder.

I mean, not exactly.
She only saw him from the back.

But after talking with her,
one thing is pretty clear.

Yeah, he's probably misleading us.

Some are here. None over there.

Sir, I think the footprint
is a size 10 or 11.

And his height must be

seven or eight inches taller than mine.

Meghna also gave us a similar description.
She said he's tall.

This... This is Angad.

Sir, look at the fear on his face.

He has proved Ravan philosophy.

Sir, these old photos remind me

-of the yesteryears.
-Hello.

Prakash.

Remember we used to have cameras
with just 36 pictures in the film?

We used to click pictures with it
and get it developed quickly!

It was such a wonderful feeling!

These days people click unlimited pictures
with their mobile phones.

-It's not the same anymore.
-Those were the good old days.

Angad was a Pharmacist.
He owned a pharmacy.

What was he doing in a medical college?

Maybe he studied medicine.

Must be a nerd.

People used to pursue
two degrees at the same time.

I've seen the same degree
in Avinash's clinic.

Avinash Sabharwal.

Here. Here.

Okay. Give it to me.

Let's ask.



But how is it here?

-Angad Pandit.
-Our victim.

You didn't recognize him?
You just saw the video.

It's been 16 years now.

I can't seem to remember.

So what if it's been 16 years...

If I run into my college friend
from 15 or 16 years,

I'd instantly recognize him from distance.

College friend, after all.

-JP.
-Yes.

Save this in our records.

Angad Pandit was

the quiet kinds in college...

Angad was totally harmless.

Why would he k*ll him?

but when he called you last,
did he say anything specific?

Something about his past
that has come back into his life.

The network was so bad,
everything was very unclear.

Did he tell you about a friend?
Or did you know any of his friends?

I doubt he had any friends.

He seemed to have no social life
outside of his shop and the NA circle.

-Thanks for calling.
-Listen...

I had to tell you something.

Actually, I'll tell you when we meet.

Here's your coffee.

-How was your morning walk?
-The morning walk was fine.

Why were you so late last night?

Dad, do you remember Angad,
my sponsee in NA?

Last night he was m*rder*d.

So Kabir is handling his case and...

I told you to maintain distance, right?

Why do you want to relive the part
of your life that you left behind?

And anyway, I am leaving everything behind
and going away.

Did you tell him
about you moving to Canada?

I will. It's not a big deal.

You've made good coffee.

Seven years in jail
must have traumatized the poor guy.

Don't you think, sir?

And despite that,
Avinash doesn't remember him!

I have a friend from Kolhapur,
from my college days.

We met in Delhi recently.

Even after all these years,
I recognized her instantly.

Because she is a woman.

Prakash, what I am trying to say is

that people often say we police officers
have a sharper mind.

Maybe that's why you remembered her.

Himanshu Jain,

the guy because of whose death
Angad went to jail,

was Avinash's roommate. Best friend.

You don't need to be a police officer
to remember that, even after 17 years.

Sir, are you thinking that Avinash has
some connection with this case?

I doubt that he is capable of
doing something like this.

But there is good reason to doubt him!

Ravan called Avinash first,

so he came to us and joined the case.

And then, we called him
to hear the recording.

He even came to Jodhpur with us.

Basically, he got completely involved
in the case.

When I tried calling him,
the voice message was in Marwari.

If he was in Delhi,
it would've been in Hindi.

When I went to meet Meghna
at the NA meeting,

Avinash was there, too.

And Angad was attending that meeting, too.

Isn't Avinash popping up everywhere?

JP, remember when we went
to Avinash's home

to hand over the medicines...

So?

I asked him if I could see the basement

and his face turned pale.

No, no. Not at all.
What are you talking about?

His wife was there, too.

They were having a private moment.

Anyone would turn pale
in such a situation.

There's definitely something.
Can't put a finger on it.

It's bothering me.

Sir, have you seen the news?

Cops or Bullies?

YUVA SHAKTI PARTY'S PARTY WORKER
KESARI ATTACKED

The police are targeting innocent citizens
instead of criminals.

Is this because
there is no one to stop them?

What would you like to say?

Sir, I am just a volunteer for the party

and I was putting up banners
on the occasion of my Akash's birthday.

Yes...

And this gentleman came out of nowhere
and tore the banner.

Then he went ahead
and hit a bottle on my head.

INNOCENT CITIZENS FALLING PREY
TO POLICE BRUTALITY

I think the opposition party sent him.

How many stitches did you get?

I had to get seven stitches,

and I lost so much blood that
my clothes were fully drenched.

But he kept beating me
and didn't even take me to a hospital.

He left me there to die.

This is the ugly side
of Delhi Crime Branch...

Not Delhi. Mumbai.

He's been transferred here,
his name is Kabir Sawant.

Bloody as*h*le...

Once again, the same name is in focus.
It has come up many times in the past.

What are these fake stories
that he is telling?

-In situations similar to this one.
-This as*h*le is lying.

-This is Joseph, with cameraman Arun...
-They are playing a good game!

In today's news.

If only I had some time
to think before going...

Kabir had seen me at the NA meeting, too!

Actually, this case has raised
so many questions.

I thought I'll come meet you
and sort things out.

Avi keeps telling me about you.

We hardly get a chance to settle down.

Can you believe it, I have never
mentioned Angad to Abha, either.

My best friend in college died
because of Angad.

Why didn't you state this
at the crime scene?

You know, sometimes we unknowingly

block our harshest memories.

Often, we don't give our
professional advice to ourselves.

And even if we do, we don't follow it.

He's helped us a lot.

In fact, one day I called him
around midnight

before Natasha's m*rder.

Yes, before Natasha's m*rder.

He was with some patient in Delhi.

-And he rushed over...
-No, no.

I was in Alwar, Rajasthan.

You didn't mention that.

I said I was with a patient,
not that I was in Delhi.

But you didn't mention this.

It wasn't a big deal.

For us Delhiites,
interstate travel is quite routine.

Delhi, UP, Punjab, Haryana, Rajasthan.

It's all around!

That's true.

But Mumbai is straight.

I am sure you have a balcony as well.

No, that's just our den.

Den, as in where you watch movies?

No, no.

It's a small room that
we've converted into a game room.

All Mumbai folks find the basement
very interesting, isn't it?

Prakash, his assistant.

Siya and I used to play here for hours.

To defeat you again.

Was there something here? It's torn.

Siya's drawings.

Yes, we received his autopsy a while ago.

Yeah, Angad's.

It's a heart attack, all right.

But someone injected air in his veins.

Using a syringe.

It's a simpler death
than the others. But...

Death is death after all.

Once a man dies...

The lentil soup was delicious.

That was kidney beans.

-How much will that be?
-No, it's okay.

No, no, if you're refusing to
take money because we're cops

then that's wrong.

But if you're refusing because
we're friends, then we understand.

Let's go.

-I'll see you.
-Hurry up.

Please don't do this.

You think I am doing this
because you're a police officer?

What is this, Prakash?

Here, take this.

-What is this?
-Gundu got selected.

-Gundu who?
-Gundu, my uncle's son.

Remember, I asked you for help.

-He got selected?
-Yes, he got selected.

Is this all I get?

-What do you mean?
-I want a bigger treat.

Fine, I'll plan something big.

Come, let's go, mister.

Are you going to stand there all day?

Come on, shut it down.

You, please call the manager.

And get every room checked.

The rest of their fun
will be down at the police station.

Brother, here's the register.

Check every room
and detain them in the van.

Okay, sir.

Tough luck, Shirley.

You are in trouble for no reason.

I can get you out of this if you want.

When my boss arrives, tell him that
this man forced you to come here.

Use the trump card that you are a woman.

Then you're free to go.

And I'll deal with him.

He seems to be an easy one.

Excuse me, young man.

What?

What's going on here?
What is happening?

Who is this girl?

And what is she doing inside the hostel?

Don't think too much.

I am helping you because
we go a long way back.

Try and understand.

He didn't force me,
I came here willingly.

Hey, do you want to spend
the night in jail?

What for?

For spending a night in a hotel
with my boyfriend?

Yes, he's my boyfriend.

Do you have a problem?

-Give me your father's number.
-Sir, I am really sorry.

He was trying to...

Sir, he kissed me.

Thank God you got here on time.
He wasn't stopping.

Any problem?

Do you have a problem?

Listen, don't worry. They do this often.

They come, they threaten,
they take some money and they leave.

Anyway, what shall we order?

What did you say down there?

That inspector is a b*stard. Let it go.

I am your boyfriend.

Why? I shouldn't have said that?

In front of everyone.

Are you scared?

If you're not scared, why would I be?

You're not like them.

Like who, J?

You're not like them.

J?

Pa...

I used to call him Pa.

My friend...

my teacher...

my hero.

Everything that I learned...

is from him.

But he didn't teach me one thing.

When someone breaks your trust...

what should be done.

Who broke your trust?

Pa did.

If you had just called me,

In fact, you should be happy

that I lived long enough
to witness your achievements.

It's because he was always with you.

I hid it from you for all these years.

But not anymore.

Today, I will tell you about J.

But now...

J has served his purpose, Avinash.

He's served his purpose.

You should see a good psychiatrist...

It's what is best...

for the both of you.

J...

Pa...

I have always lived for Avinash.

Never thought about myself.

Because I believed
you're there to think about me.

But you lied to me.

You never thought of me as a son...

but just as a band-aid...

that you placed on Avinash's wound.

And as soon as the wound healed...

Yes, I am your son.

But you're not a good father.

Not a good father.

If I am not around

then who will protect
Avinash from the world?

You're neither thinking about Avinash...

nor about me.`

Now, Avinash and I will have to
pay the price of your attachment.

And I will never let that happen.

Till date, I have protected
Avinash from the world.

Now I will save him from you, too.

You were wrong.

Wrong.

You lied.

-J...
-Wrong.

J, turn every emotion into your strength

so that these 10 emotions like Ravan,

give you the strength
to fight life's toughest problems.

These emotions will become your strength,
not your weakness.

We have all the emotions
in just this one head.

But Ravan had one head for each emotion.

Attachment.

Lust.

Delusion.

Fear.

Anger.

Insensitivity.

Pride.

Selfishness.

Betrayal.

And ego...

Is there any human being
who doesn't have these emotions?

There isn't, right, J?

Good or bad,
these 10 emotions complete a man.

Which is why Ravan was a complete person.

Pa...

everything you taught me
about Ravan was wrong.

It was all wrong.

The 10 heads of Ravan are not
our strength, but our weakness.

Just like "attachment"
became your weakness.

It was going to separate
Avinash and me forever...

but I've severed that head now.

And now I'm going to sever each one of
those heads that gave Avinash and me pain.