02x01 - Head On

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When did you join the force?

It hasn't been that long, sir.

Been about three months.

Three months.

I've spent fifteen years
in this netherworld.

- You have to believe me.
- Who's going to lead the investigation?

Sir, Vikas Bahl.

Chaudhary made the arrest.
Let him handle it.

Sir, Chaudhary doesn't have it in him.

He has no track record of investigations.

An investigation has come my way.

I'll be reporting straight
to the headquarters, to the DCP.

You should've seen Virk's face.

Siddharth!

- What's with the temper?
- Just look at him!

He won't even talk to me properly.

I told him I'll give him
a ride to school…

I know we're not friends.

But we've known each other
for twenty years.

I badly need this.
Just cut me some slack.

Virk sir doesn't seem very fond of you.

He trained under me.

Back in the day in Okhla.

He was a class one a*s-licker.
And that takes you a long way.

I stayed where I was.

Permanently posted
in this rotting netherworld.

This case means everything
to me, Ansari.

The CBI is taking over the case from us.

You are suspended.

When you become my boss,
I'll put up with your drama.

But till then, shove all your
sympathies up your a*s.

I'm sure my wife is convinced
she married a loser.

And you know how my son
looks at me anyway.

Sir, I spent half my life hearing
my father say I'm a failure.

I don't want to spend the rest of it
hearing my son say the same thing.

Jai Hind, sir.

Did you give me this case because you
believed I wasn't capable of solving it?

You're truly incapable, Chaudhary.

In fact, you're much worse
than I anticipated.

Oh, come on now!

Yeah, I'm listening.

Why don't you get it?

I actually prefer the night shifts.

It settles down after midnight…

I can catch some sleep in between.

Plus they tip you well at night…

when you go to deliver ice to drunks.

Hold on.

Room service, sir.

Room service, sir.

Sir, I've got your tea.

Room service, sir.

Sir?

She's quitting a government job.

Can you believe it?

Sir, I tried talking
some sense into her…

Sir, I've got a surveyor's job
in an insurance company.

That's precisely why
I completed my graduation…

so I could get a decent job.

{\an8}Isn't this job decent enough?

That's not what I meant, sir.

{\an8}But even after putting in fifteen years
here, I'll only become an inspector.

{\an8}What good does that serve?

{\an8}Alright then…

do as you please.

Jai Hind, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Congratulations!
Make sure to get sweets tomorrow.

You have a sweet tooth, don't you?

Let it be.
Get some work done instead.

You're going on without even
listening to what I have to say.

I don't care.
I want to talk to your superior.

Why don't you get it, woman?
Sir is busy.

Tokas!

It's nothing, sir.
Her man has gone missing.

Must be lying drunk
in a ditch somewhere.

And here she is, crying a river.

I have had no news from him.

I don't have a clue about
his whereabouts.

Even his phone is switched off.

This has never happened before.

He would call me at least once a day.

What was your last conversation about?

Tell him everything clearly.

We had a fight, sir.

I live in Chhapra with my in-laws.

It's been more than a year
since I last met my husband.

Our son barely remembers him anymore.

What did you say your name was?

Gita Paswan.

Oh! It's ACP Ansari on the TV!

Sir…

Quite the promotion he has got there!

{\an8}We will reach the bottom of this.

We will make sure

that all the culprits
are behind bars as soon as possible.

Sir.

Sir, we know that Mr. Thom
was part of the delegation

from Nagaland which is in talks
with the Government of India

regarding the Nagaland Business Summit.

Also, there are certain political
and extremist outfits

from Nagaland who do not support
this particular summit.

So does that make this m*rder
a politically motivated one?

Look, let's not jump to any conclusions.

Let DCP Bhardwaj
and his team arrive at the facts,

after a thorough investigation.

Sir, what repercussions would this m*rder

have on the future
of the Nagaland Business Summit?

Look, this is a difficult time
for all of us.

It's a big loss for all of us.

But I want to remind all the stakeholders
of the importance of this summit.

We're talking potential investments
of about 20,000 crores.

This could change the face of Nagaland.

And bring long-term peace
and development to the region.

Sir! A waiter at Nagaland Sadan
has disclosed that

Mr. Jonathan Thom's body
was found headless.

Can you confirm that?

Look-- Please, quiet.

Look, it would be unfair
to comment on anything

before the postmortem report
has been issued.

We shall be issuing
a detailed press release very soon.

No more questions, please.

Please, no more questions.

Imran, did we not decide

to keep the details
of the m*rder under wraps?

Sir, all staff members at Nagaland Sadan
were given strict instructions.

But you know how people behave
in front of cameras.

Will you do the honor
of telling the Ministry of Home Affairs

that one of their most important agendas,

the Nagaland Business Summit,

failed because of some
camera-friendly witnesses of yours?

Look, Anand.

I'm not trying to tell you
how to do your job.

But maybe we should look at someone

more senior for this investigation.

Imran, give us a moment, please.

He's a bright officer, sir.

He topped his IPS training.

Has solid on-ground experience too.

And of course, I'll be closely
monitoring the case at every level.

This must be tough on you.

I heard he was a good friend of yours.

It's not just that, Anand.

He agreed to come here because of me.

Because he trusted me.

Sir, I've been driving auto-rickshaws
in Delhi for the past twelve years.

Raghu came here two years ago.

Since he's a relative,
I let him stay with us.

How are you two related?

He's my cousin, sir.

Uncle's son.

He's not my first cousin,
but since we are from the same village…

Where does he work?

When he first came,
he played in a wedding brass band.

But for the last year or so, he has been
working as a laborer in Azadpur.

This is Ajju…

and that's Shahid.

The three of us have been
living together for a while.

That's Raghu's corner.

Tokas.

Did he tell you where he was going
before he disappeared?

No, sir.

Apart from you guys,
who else would he hang out with?

Look, if you tell us the truth,
we might be able to find her husband.

Sir, I think he is having an affair.

- With whom?
- I don't know her name, sir.

But rumor has it she was the reason
he was fired from that brass band.

She used to call him at odd hours.

He would sneak out
to chat with her in private.

I tried to caution him.

After all, he has a wife
and kid back home.

But he started abusing me.

Sir.

I found these train tickets.

Dimapur to Delhi.

Dimapur?

Isn't Dimapur in Nagaland?

Do trains even go there?

He would go there often.

Nagaland.

For his boss's work.

Look, your husband might be
out on a work trip.

{\an8}In that case,
he will be back in a few days.

{\an8}And if he doesn't,
he must've eloped with this girl of his.

- No, sir…
- Don't do that!

Please find him, sir.

Something's amiss, sir.

He would call me every day,
even when he was traveling for work.

He was the sole breadwinner
of the family.

How am I supposed to feed my son now?

What is the name of his boss?

Someone called Jogi Bhai.

I don't know his exact address,

but he has a shop
in the Azadpur fruit market.

Which way is Jogi's fruit shop?

The third one on the right.

Sir, my name is Joginder,

but everyone here calls me Jogi.

By God's grace,
I have this small fruit business.

We get fruits from all over India.

And what do you get from Nagaland?

Well, there's pineapple, passion fruit…

Depends on the season, I would say.
We make do with what's available.

Does Raghu Paswan work here?

Who?

He left the job a couple of weeks ago.

Is that so?

Why?

You know how these people are, sir.

Their loyalty lies with
whoever pays them a penny more.

What work did he do for you?

We order fruits from Dimapur, you see--

Pineapple, passion fruit.

Bingo!

So, the consignment comes by rail.

We send a few of our men along
for its loading and unloading.

He was one of them.

Were you in touch with him
during the last two weeks?

No, sir.
Out of sight, out of mind.

But why are you asking?
Is there a problem?

In case he gets in touch,
tell him his wife is looking for him.

Okay.

Hold on, sir.

- Ismail!
- Yes, sir?

Keep a crate of pineapples
in the Inspector's car.

- A small gift from us, sir…
- Let it be.

Some tea, maybe?

- Come on, Tokas.
- Sir.

WHOLESALERS AND RETAILERS
OF ALL TYPES OF FRUITS

Do one thing.

Get the CCTV footage of Old Delhi
Railway Station for the last two weeks,

matching the arrival and departure
times of trains to Dimapur.

Okay.

Let's see if this Raghu Paswan
has actually quit the job,

or if this Jogi is taking us for a ride
on the Pineapple Express.

Sure, sir.

Hold this.

- Yes, Manju?
- Sir.

A body has been received
at the morgue in Krishna Nagar.

It matches with
Raghu Paswan's description.

- He's here.
- He's here.

Yes.

That's not him.

That guy's an ACP, after all.

Come on.

Move aside.

- Please step aside.
- That's ACP Ansari.

Shall we go and say hello?

Leave him be.

The ACP looks busy.

After all, he's on
a high-profile m*rder case.

Sir.

Did you get her to identify the body?

No, sir.
I was feeling a bit nauseous.

It's the first trimester
of my pregnancy, you see…

Fine, you wait outside.

Okay, sir.

Come with me.

It's a two-day-old corpse.

The head was smashed with a rock.

I'll get the discharge papers ready.

It's not him, sir.

It's not him.

Are you sure?

Yes.

He has a scar on his abdomen

from an old surgery.

The k*ller must have used
a very sharp instrument.

Going by the thickness of the cut,
it was most likely done with a knife.

He must have bled to death
in the next two to three minutes.

Around…

midnight to 1:00 a.m.

Time.

And the decapitation?

It was done after the victim's death.

It's not easy.

Requires a lot of strength and…

technique.

- Sir.
- Most likely a professional job.

Yes?

Sir, I think maybe it was done
to send a message.

I saw a documentary on Nat Geo.

Till the 60s, there was
a tradition of head-hunting

- in some parts of Nagaland and--
- Dr. Sharma.

We only share details
which we find on this table.

The old bike's busted again,
Mr. Chaudhary?

- Yes.
- It's time you got a swanky new car.

I was thinking of buying
a private jet, actually.

{\an8}Who parked this car here?

It's a guest of yours, sir.

Jijaji, I've got some sweetmeats for you.

What is it? Pedas?

Pedas are for
when you buy a two-wheeler.

I've got you pineapple pastries.

Oh, no.
I'm done with pineapples for the day.

Come on, just try one! These are
from a gourmet shop in South Delhi.

Fine, I'll try them later.
Let me change first.

As you wish.

Siddharth loves pineapple pastries.

How's he doing? Does he visit often?

He is fine.

But it's his first year…

- I see.
- He hardly gets the time to visit.

They have classes even on Saturdays.

So, how about you guys
pay him a surprise visit?

After all,
we have an air-conditioned car now.

It's his birthday next week.
Shall we go then?

- It will be a nice drive.
- There you go.

Now we have a reason too.

Go on. Take my sister out for
a nice drive in an air-conditioned car.

Since you're so eager
to pamper your sister,

how about buying her
an air-conditioned car?

Enjoy the pastry.

Wasn't there a job opening
you mentioned, Jitu bhaiya?

Oh, that one?

It's a finance company.

A white-collar job.

It's an air-conditioned office.

They are looking for people only
from a police or army background.

It's a great job.

They are offering
one and a half lakh rupees per month.

- That's right.
- Paid in cash.

Let me know once the dinner is ready.

What's with these books?

Don't take the job if you don't want to,

but at least meet the people
Jitu wants you to meet.

That's precisely why I don't want to.
Because it's Jitu asking me to.

I'm starting tuition classes at home
from next week onwards.

Since Siddharth left for college,
I've had some free time on my hands.

I can tutor other kids
like I used to tutor him.

Kavita makes twenty thousand rupees
a month from tuition.

Am I not providing you with enough?

In the last 20 years, have I ever
asked you for anything for myself?

I had to quit my job
when your father got sick.

Soon after, Siddharth was born
and I could never go back to it.

Tell me honestly,

have you ever found me asking
for anything for myself?

Siddharth wants to pursue
his Masters in Australia.

I'm just trying to give us a slim chance
to be able to afford it when it's time.

Delhi Police has had
no significant breakthroughs

in the shocking m*rder of Jonathan Thom,

the founder of Nagaland Democratic Forum.

This begs one question
on everybody's lips in Lutyens' Delhi.

Where does it leave the much touted
Naga Business Summit?

The k*ller seems
to have cleaned up after the act.

No wonder the police couldn't
find much in their initial search.

Sir.

The waiter's here.

Let's keep looking.

Sir, he was the last one
to see Mr. Thom.

Yes, sir. Mr. Thom would come
to the bar every night for a drink.

- Was he with someone that night?
- No, sir.

He usually had his
security officer with him,

but that night he was alone.

Find that man.

Sir.

What else did you see?

Mr. Thom seemed a bit tense that night.

He finished his drink and was on
his way out when his phone rang.

I didn't hear the conversation,
but Mr. Thom looked furious.

He was verbally abusing
someone on the phone.

Excuse me, sir.

Sir, this note is torn.

What time did he leave the bar?

It must be around half past eleven, sir.

{\an8}Have you got the phone records yet?

{\an8}Sir, the victim's phone was reset
to factory settings.

{\an8}We are trying to retrieve details
from the telecom company.

{\an8}Where is the waiter
who found the dead body?

He is the one, sir.

Sir, I work the night shifts here.

Once the bar is closed,
I handle room service.

Mr. Thom had clear instructions.

He wanted his morning tea and toast
promptly at 7:00 a.m.

before his workout.

I had gone to his room to serve that.

Why are you getting all tongue-tied now?

You didn't shy away from
blabbering in front of the media!

How many visitors were here that night?

Sir, since important leaders from
our state are staying here currently,

we have been receiving scores
of visitors every night.

At the bar, in their rooms.

We have their details
in our guest register.

{\an8}Run a check on
each and every one of them.

{\an8}And line up all the CCTV footage
of that night.

{\an8}Sir.

- Keep an eye on the car.
- Sure, sir.

Got that?

It's brand new.

For your troubles.

Jijaji, you should have worn a necktie.

How about a noose?

A necktie it seems!

What did you say the company does?

Finance…

- Who the hell is this now?
- Yes, sir.

Mr. Bhalla will see you now.

Let's go.

Mr. Bhalla, when I heard
about your requirement,

I knew

that my brother-in-law
was just the right fit for the job.

He's an honest man.

In fact, honest to a fault.

You'd be hiring a Doberman.
A trained one, at that.

What exactly is the job?

General Manager.

Security.

We had an incident last month.

So, we decided to upgrade our security.

What we do is slightly sensitive.

That's why we are only meeting
through references.

Jitu told me you two are related,
so here we are.

So basically, you're offering me one
and a half lakhs to be the security guard

for your ill*gal hawala operations.

Too less, is it?

How about two lakh rupees then?

How generous of you, Mr. Bhalla!

Mr. Bhalla, it's a good thing…

that you're only meeting
through a reference.

If it weren't for this burden in my life,

this shady operation of yours…

wouldn't have survived my visit.

It would have ended today.

He's suffering from acid reflux…

hence the mood swings.
You know how it is.

He thinks I'm a bloody security guard.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Who is it?
Why have you been calling me?

Who is this?

This is Inspector Hathi Ram Chaudhary
from the Outer Jamuna Paar station.

Would you like to see my ID as well?

Jai Hind, sir.

I'm Kamlesh Kumar,
a traffic constable.

The lady you've called
has met with an accident.

I'm taking her to the hospital.

So, he left the bar at 11:20 p.m.

Show me the CCTV recording
from the reception area.

Then he moves towards his room.

{\an8}- Is that the floor where Mr. Thom stayed?
- Yes, sir.

Scroll to 11:20 p.m.

Where is the recording of the passage
that leads to his room?

{\an8}Those CCTV cameras were off, sir.

Why?

Sir, Mr. Thom had
put in a request himself.

He was not okay with people
watching his movements.

He even did a search of his room
before checking in.

We received a signed request
from Mr. Thom himself.

The cameras were switched off only
after obtaining requisite permissions

from the government.

Verify this.

Sir.

There are 12 rooms in this corridor.
How do we figure out who went where?

Stop. Stop.
Rewind this.

Didn't we just see this woman
heading upstairs?

Rewind.

Stop.

Freeze.

Zoom in on her.
A bit more.

She's behaving suspiciously, sir.

And the time of this recording
matches the time of death.

Show me the reception area again.
The CCTV at the exit.

{\an8}Verify her details
from the entry register.

{\an8}And send a lookout notice
to every police station in Delhi.

Tell them to circulate this girl's picture
to all their informers.

- Get going.
- Copy, sir.

{\an8}I want a backup of the CCTV recording.

{\an8}Yes, sir.

She was hit by a bus, sir.

Her condition is critical.

She is undergoing
an emergency surgery.

Do you know her name or address?
Any ID on her?

No, sir.

Her phone was lying on the road,
so I kept it with me.

Why was she trying to reach me?

Sir, there was a kid with her.

He looks quite shaken.

He hasn't uttered a word.

Under what name should
I register this accident case?

- We don't know her name.
- Gita Paswan.

Gita Paswan.

{\an8}As a precautionary measure
for your safety,

{\an8}we're increasing the security detail
at Nagaland Sadan.

And I assure you,

that we will get to the truth very soon.

Please.

Just have faith in us.

If we didn't have faith in Delhi,

we wouldn't be here for the talks.

As a routine procedure,
we'd like to record the statements

of each one of you.

Where you were that night,
and if anyone came to visit you.

One of us got k*lled under your watch.

And now you're suspecting us?

Are we going to k*ll one of our own?

- He is right.
- Brothers!

Brothers…

You are getting us wrong.

The only objective of this inquiry

is to get any information that will help
nab the k*ller of Brother Thom.

But this is not the way to go about it!

Exactly!

Please…

Please, cool down.

We'll comply with the law.

We need to set an example…

for everyone back home at this point.

Thank you, Uncle Ken.

Mr. Reddy,

when you address me as uncle…

I wonder if you are calling me old

or yourself young.

Excuse me.

Permission to use the bathroom.

Sure.

The spirit is still young,
but unfortunately, the kidneys aren't.

Daniel.

Where were you since morning?

Answer me!

I had gone to the church.

Someone m*rder*d his boss
and he's doing rounds of the churches!

I had gone there…

to pray for his soul.

And to confess.

Confess what?

My mistake.

It was my job

to protect him.

And I did not.

You're damn right, you did not.

Your job was to be with him.

Then where were you that night?

Hey, look at me.

Where were you?

Speak up, as*h*le!

Stop staring at me.

Rascal.

Lock him up and he'll sing.

Please stop, sir.

He was with me, sir.

In my room.

Then why won't he just say that?

He's protecting me, sir.

So that…

my husband doesn't find out.

Record their statements.

Okay.

- Yes, Yadav.
- Jai Hind, sir!

Sir, we got a call
from Vasant Kunj station.

An informer has identified
the girl from the CCTV.

Wow! Congratulations, Vikas.
A swanky red Audi!

That's a fancy car you got there.

Why mock a poor man, sir?

This car belongs to Dhruv Mallik,
the owner of this nightclub.

Shall we?

I was hanging out
at these nightclubs last year,

snitching on drug peddlers
to the Narcotics Department.

That's when I saw that girl.

Sir, every time I came here,
I saw her on the dance floor.

I thought she was some brat
who was really into clubbing.

But turned out she worked here.

That's him.

Sorry, this is the least
noisy corner of the house.

Does this girl work here?

I wouldn't know, sir.

Her name is Rose Lizo, sir.

She's a hostess here.

Hostess?

We hire girls to keep
the dance floor lively

so that the patrons get into the mood.

He's making it sound shady, sir.

Trust me, it's a common practice
in Indian nightclubs.

Is she here today?

No, she isn't. She has been
on leave for the last few days.

Give us her address and phone number.

Stop looking at me, Rakesh.

If she was on contract,
we'd have the details.

Just give those to the officer.

Now if you'll please excuse me, sir.

I have guests waiting.

Sure.

I had warned
my husband the very first day.

"Mark my words, this girl will bring
the cops to our place one day."

This generation doesn't care
for anything.

They have no values
and no respect for the elderly…

Ma'am, please wait outside.
Let us do our job.

Sandeep!

- She comes and leaves as she pleases.
- Sir.

I kept telling Shanky's dad.

"You've got to listen to me."

But when has he ever done that?

He rented out the place to her.
Serves him right!

I will go away to Canada
to be with Shanky.

Let him take care of himself.

Heroin.

Curse her.

She dances all night in these clubs!

And that shady boyfriend of hers!

Looks like a Pomeranian dog to me!

What boyfriend?

Do you know his name?

The way they
bark at each other all night!

- I really--
- What's his name, ma'am?

Do you know his name?

Sir, I don't know his name.

But he comes in a big red car.

If he's not at the club,
raid his house.

Get his car's registration from the RTO
and pass it on to every checkpoint.

And I want CCTV footage of all signals
around Dhruv Mallik's club.

Copy, sir.

Sir.

What is it?

Gita Paswan…

she's dead.

Get the paperwork ready.

Of the dead body.

Get up, son.

Hey!

Stop!

I said stop! Tokas!

- Sir…
- Tokas, look after the kid!

- Get out of the way!
- Have you lost it?

Get out of the way!

Sorry.

Hey, you…

Yes, Manju.

- Are you sure it's him?
- Looks like him, sir.

Sir, it's a two-day-old recording
from platform number sixteen.

The train Avadh Assam departs from here.

Pause the video.

Zoom in.

It's him.

Play it.

Zoom in a little more.

Sir, isn't that…

the same girl for whom a lookout notice
has come from headquarters?

Rose Lizo.