01x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

This…

is a list of ingredients, Bishnu.

This new moon,

I'll do a ritual for Goddess Nikumbala.

Meghnad had performed this ritual.

The thing is…

I have to get rid of some bad omens.

Nobody apart from you

should find out about this.

I will perform this ritual in solace.

Meghnad, too, performed it in a cave.

Had he been able to complete it,

he'd have become infallible.

What're you asking? Why am I doing it?

I'm going to do something scandalous.

I mean I'm going to do something big.

And for that, I need to be infallible.

You wouldn't understand. Go.

Bishnu looked innocent,

but he was a ball of fire on the inside.

And also, Shukla's brother-in-law.

The fire inside Bishnu,

like the Olympic torch,

had been burning for the past 20 years.

Bishnu's elder sister, who was like

a mother to him, was Shukla's wife.

When pregnant,

she suddenly died of food poisoning.

But the poison, apparently,

had been added to the food.

Before his marriage,

Shukla was committing crimes every day.

And his parents could do nothing

but watch him become a criminal.

When parents don't understand how to

handle their kids, they marry them off.

His father was an astrologer.

So he found an unfortunate girl

whose horoscope aligned with Shukla's.

Anyway, Bishnu's sister

was a simple woman from a village.

But Shukla always stayed away

from his wife.

The moon in Shukla's horoscope

is in such a house,

that dictated his child

would be a danger to his life.

In the city, Shukla was always

having affairs with different women.

When he'd go back to the village,

he'd get frustrated.

A lack of entertainment in villages

results in a rise in population.

This is even taught to us in school.

Read what's written here.

Shukla suspected

he had a child on the way.

What would be good news for others

was bad news for Shukla.

Get my bathwater ready.

Sometimes, children see things

that they are never able to forget.

The trauma of his elder sister's death

made Bishnu lose his voice.

The man who wasn't the least bit saddened

by the death of his pregnant wife,

for some reason, felt bad about

his brother-in-law losing his voice,

and nobody could understand why.

Bishnu! Did you pack all your stuff?

What about your textbooks?

Would you like to listen to the radio?

He brought Bishnu

along with him to the city.

When Bishnu became older,

he started managing the party office.

Now, Shukla cannot function

without Bishnu.

LUNCH

-Tell me Bansal's number.

-It's 9036097…

If Asthana was his telephone directory…

-Bishnu!

-…then Bishnu was his remote control.

Get the AC repaired!

The minute you touch it, it gets fixed.

Hey, Bishnu!

Get us some rasmalai.

Here are our samosas.

Where are you going? Come here.

Sit. Sit with me, too, sometimes. Come on.

Here. You start.

Have some, Asthana.

To tell you the truth,

Asthana was a little jealous of Bishnu.

-Asthana might know of Rihanna…

-It's good, right?

…but even he didn't know about

Shukla's assets.

Jewelry, cars, businesses, houses--

Mind you, I said "businesses."

Not only does he have ill*gal businesses…

but he also sells drinking water

under the Swachh Mineral Water brand.

Bishnu managed all of these.

He'd also planted CCTV cameras

in all of Shukla's cars

so he could keep a watch on Shukla, too.

But Bishnu was in search of an opportunity

to avenge his elder sister's m*rder.

That opportunity

had walked right up to him.

Excuse me, where is Sahabganj?

I don't know. I don't live in this area.

-He doesn't even know where he lives.

-Hey!

This area is new to these guys.

And here in this basement,

they will hatch a plan for the robbery.

Triloki has brought them here.

I have a fiancée.

This is her gaming parlor.

-Are all of these working?

-No, not yet.

Some of her complicated machinery

is stuck in customs.

Your fiancée seems to be

pretty ultramodern, man.

Jhumpa is not Triloki's fiancée yet,

and this is not a gaming parlor,

it's a VR parlor.

This VR journey began in Bihar.

Jhumpa. She was from a small town

but had big dreams.

This girl is going to ruin us!

Why do you keep going

on these long trips?

She sold our scooter, the study furniture,

and even the cooler outside!

-Why didn't you stop her?

-I don't even know when she did it all.

-Is what your mom's saying true?

-Come with me, I'll show you.

Go ahead, believe her, not me!

Dad, I have started coding classes

with all that money.

I didn't spend it on shopping.

You mean the Internet!

Coding is the future.

It's bigger than the Internet.

-Then you should have studied engineering!

-All the engineers will come here.

-He is an engineer. Right?

-Yes.

In that case, well done.

Have you decided on a name for this yet?

From coding to tracking,

gaming, and now, virtual reality.

Jhumpa can insert

a code into your computer

and remotely access your device.

There were many upgrades in Jhumpa's life,

but there is only one hack.

Jhumpa's boyfriend, Triloki…

-Jhumpa.

-…is a thief.

I love you.

-Where did you get it?

-I got it from a friend's place.

It was of no use to him.

He's not dating anyone right now.

Get lost! Gifting me stolen stuff…

If you don't leave this life of thievery,

I'll leave you.

Touch me again

and I'll show you what I can do!

You won't listen to me, will you?

-Inspiration.

-Shut up, silly.

We were worried that their love story

would put us in jail.

If Triloki were to tell

Jhumpa about our plan,

once an informant, always an informant,

our robbery plan could get leaked.

But we've already had dinner…

-The group was of the opinion…

-Just come.

…that their love was to be tested.

So, that evening, Jhumpa was introduced

to a rich Romeo on Facebook.

Triloki was plied with lots of alcohol

-and was sent to Sanjana's room.

-Hey, what are you doing?

I am in the room!

Don't act innocent.

Come on, take off your clothes.

Jhumpa says, "Life is a mirror."

"We see our desires reflected…

in that mirror."

What a profound thought!

What the hell!

Jhumpa!

I called you so many times!

Do you care about me at all?

They both passed the test.

Now, forget about their love story.

We'll continue our story.

The party office was like a fort.

As JP said, there were dogs, wrestlers,

guards, staff, and Madan Singh,

and there were CCTV cameras

on every floor.

But he's mute.

That's great, man.

Let's get a cr*pple, too.

He'll help us escape.

I understand what he says. I have

learned sign language on YouTube.

Hey, isn't there anyone else?

Absolutely, there is.

Candidate number one, Asthana.

If Asthana manages to become

even a quarter of the minister Shukla is,

he'll get to enjoy himself all his life.

What more could he need?

You promised me you'd get me a house.

But you haven't even shown me

a brochure yet.

Shukla has Shenoy Builders in his pocket.

I'll get you a house anytime you want.

Just have patience.

It's for your own good.

Candidate number two, Madan Singh.

He's very loyal. He'd never betray Shukla.

Baankey!

-Please come.

-Candidate number three, Bishnu.

As they say,

"Where four idiots are gathered…"

-Come.

-"…the fifth one eventually joins them."

This is Baankey. This is Ansari.

-And he is…

-What?

What's this?

He's going to shove his thumb up our a*s?

He's saying that

he's also a part of our plan.

Oh, okay.

First, tell him that he won't be getting

an equal share of the money.

Oh, man, you're being stingy again?!

Just try spending

all the money you will get.

You drink cheap liquor.

Only in the morning.

He even laughs on mute?

He will want an equal share, JP.

After all, he's the one

who'll get us inside the party office.

So just don't give him an option.

Who is he to tell us how much to pay him?

This is our plan.

He can increase his fees,

but he doesn't deserve an equal share.

Who is he, anyway?

The party's canteen manager!

-Hey, please don't leave.

-Drunk JP had almost ruined the plan.

JP, he is mute…

-not deaf.

-Please have a seat.

But then he also accepted his mistake.

Did you feel bad? Sorry.

As if the number of people wasn't

large enough already, meet Bela.

Bela is Baankey's younger sister.

But she acts as if she's the eldest.

What are you eating?

It's a week old.

I was going to throw it away.

It doesn't go bad in a week.

Fruits have the shortest shelf lives.

Throw it out.

-Come on, give it to me!

-Bela…

Baankey had followed in their father's

footsteps and joined the police force.

So Bela, too, gave it a shot.

Bela, what are you doing?

Bela, you are wasting everyone's time!

You won't be able do it. Move!

But Bela was not good at her training.

She believed all the running and jumping

could make you a fine criminal,

but the real job of a police officer

was about intelligence.

One, two… Halt!

-When her feet were supposed to run…

-Now we'll march ahead!

-…her mind was running instead.

-Turn left! Up!

And with a sharp mind

comes a sharp tongue.

You were turning right when you were

supposed to turn left, and vice versa!

What were you doing?

I was wondering, how would one

catch criminals by turning left and right?

This is the parade ground.

Not a ground for thinking.

This is Tagore Ground.

And he was a thinker.

Then do one thing.

Run laps nonstop around Tagore Ground.

And think about why you got

this punishment.

r*fle high port! Start running!

While her sharp tongue got her in trouble,

her sharp gaze helped

get her out of trouble.

In the time the others took

to assemble their g*ns…

Bela would hit the bullseye.

In one of her practicals,

when she got to know about anesthetics,

for the first time,

she thought of getting revenge.

Bela, what are you doing?

I am thinking. It is allowed here, right?

TURN RIGH

Finally, she was expelled

from the academy.

But she'll always remember the discipline

on the training ground and her loneliness.

Brother was in the police force,

and so are you.

What exactly did she do

to get expelled from the academy?

But Bela was not unhappy

with this decision…

-Aunty, please!

-…because in the police force,

she'd have to listen to others.

-But Bela had a habit

-Don't act as if you care about us.

…of telling others off.

You live on the next street and yet

you only come to check on us once a year.

Bela, you're going to be

late for your shift. Go.

I don't work in shifts.

I am not on duty like you.

-I'm a news anchor!

-Yeah, fine. You must be running late. Go.

And you're live in three, two, one.

Namaste, I am Bela Pandey,

and you're watching Hour by Hour News.

-No.

-And at the present moment too…

-No!

-…she's reading the news.

I'm pregnant.

-So, what now?

-Should we dig a tunnel?

-How much time would it take?

-Shukla would bury you in that tunnel.

-What happened?

-Something that shouldn't have happened…

-but did.

-What is it?

Ansari, it has not happened yet…

but it will happen.

-Then call me when it does happen.

-Listen!

Please come to my house.

I'm really scared.

"I'm really scared"

was Bela and Ansari's code.

I'm coming.

-It means exactly what you think.

-Hello? No, I didn't mean--

I have to go. There's an emergency.

-What happened?

-Some problem at the university.

-Should I come with you?

-No, the boys are there.

See you.

This story began a few years ago.

Who knows why, Bela cropped

both Baankey and Dixit out of the photo.

What could I do? Ansari used to come

to my terrace every day.

I'd go there to study, and Ansari

would come there to fly a kite.

He'd take kite-flying

as seriously as w*r.

He'd play violin in the air

with his big hands…

-Take that, m*therf*cker!

-…and he'd cuss.

What was I supposed to concentrate on?

Studying Public Welfare

or Ansari's chest hair?

The same way that Menaka would try

to distract Sage Vishwamitra,

Ansari would come to the terrace

and distract Bela from her studies.

Ansari's kite-flying was

no less alluring that Menaka's dance.

One day, I got tired

and started flirting with Ansari openly.

You fly kites very well, mister.

What? Mister?

Are you seeing me fly a kite

for the first time?

If you go downstairs, send me tea.

The problem was that

he saw me as a sister,

and I wanted to change that.

But nothing I said

was worth calling 'flirting'.

I only come to the terrace

to watch you fly kites.

Really? Why would you do that?

Come, hold the coil.

I'll teach you how to fly a kite.

Ansari had no clue

that Bela was flirting with him,

and Bela found that attractive.

You wear such colorful shirts.

They're just like your kites.

Like my kites? I wear branded clothes.

What's up with you today?

Come over here. In front of me.

She was giving him signals,

but he didn't notice any of them.

Who knew what was up with Bela?

-Normally, she's ready with an answer.

-Got it!

I think you are…

boyfriend material.

Finally, with her flirting,

Bela got Ansari's kite cut.

-Hey, step back…

-Look, the kite got cut!

-Your kite got cut.

-What?

Take that!

Let me get that pillow.

Brother's here!

I loved riding his bike with him.

-Ansari!

-Come on, please!

I've tried the food here. It's very tasty.

-I think they've put asafetida in this.

-So what could I do? Tell me.

Your brother has blockaded

the roads in the entire city.

We were scared my brother might catch us.

Come on, smile.

But her brother was very innocent.

He neither noticed nor heard anything.

Hey, I got it.

-Brother.

-Yes?

-I'm going to the university.

-Okay.

Wait. I'll drop you off.

Our love took root in the

little things of everyday life.

Let's go, then!

-You're leaving because you were losing.

-We'll continue the game later.

-Ansari, you can't leave like this.

-I'll be back.

I don't know why I didn't tell

my brother about us.

-Let me see his cards.

-They had not shown all their cards yet.

He was losing. I knew it.

-Come closer.

-Stop it.

-Sorry!

-You want to try that again, huh?

Bela, are you back?

"…an inspector was attacked."

Baankey, you're here?

It's my house, dude.

Did you come with Bela?

Bela was walking home,

so I thought I'd drop her off.

-Brother! I'm making tea for myself.

-Let's go.

Ansari, listen. Pay my fees tomorrow.

-Your brother is still alive!

-He goes to the university. He'll do it.

By the way, they refuse to take

money from me after seeing my uniform.

They pay me the money back

when they see me.

Never mind, you two. I'll do it myself.

Quite a thug, aren't you, Ansari?

Why don't you call him "brother"?

-What's with "Ansari"?

-I can call him "brother".

So… should I call you "brother"?

There's no need!

I mean…

-it's fine, the way it's going on…

-What's going on?

This is our police.

There's a crime happening

right under his nose,

but he has no idea about what's going on.

So all he says is:

What's going on?

I'll figure out the ending before the end.

-What ending?

-What ending?

The ending of this novel.

Ansari would forget about everything

when he was thinking about Bela.

You animal, stop!

You weren't opening

the door deliberately, right?

The door--

Ansari didn't have an ounce of wit.

But who cares about wits

when they're in love?

Now, let's go from here…

and see what Mr. Shukla is doing.

He's up to something once again.

I would take possession

right now, Asthana,

but I'm not supposed to perform

any auspicious deeds before the 21st.

The moon is under the negative influence

of the north lunar mode until then.

Watering plants helps to end it.

But bad deeds

are allowed in this period, right?

Come on, I want to introduce you

to a new bombshell.

I can only do all that

after the 24th, Asthana.

As I told you,

this period is not good for me.

Chances of catching VD are high.

You know what VD is, right?

Venereal disease.

Once you see this woman,

you will not be able to resist.

Oh, really?

Fine, I'll figure out an auspicious

window of time and do it then.

No, I wasn't talking about this.

God, forgive me for my sins.

First, commit a sin.

Then God will forgive you.

The action at Pathaani Tola

is happening today, right?

Yes, this!

Make sure the fire brigade's a bit late.

Ansari, say something.

It's been two years.

Our affair started

one-and-a-half years ago, right?

This is an affair?

Really?

You think I'm having an affair with you?

-We're a bit young to get married.

-Why?

-You're 28 now, aren't you?

-I was talking about you.

I'm old enough to become a mother,

so I must be old enough

to get married, too.

-Mother? Marriage?!

-Get out!

Take this. Leave.

-What are you doing?

-Go!

If you don't intend to get married,

don't even try to message me. Go.

-Leave!

-Okay. I'm going. Let me take my stuff.

In the wake of this massive fire,

Ansari forgot about

the fire at Pathaani Tola.

Get married?

Does she think this is a film?

I don't understand how women hear

wedding bells in the middle of having sex.

f*ck!

Hey. Have you gone mad?

There was some emergency

at the university, right?

Yes, but there I found out

a fire broke out at Pathaani Tola.

-So, I'm going there.

-Shukla set Pathaani Tola on fire?!

So, you went to my house

to get water or what?

Not your house.

I went to mine to get a g*n.

I simply parked my bike here,

so it'll be easier for me to leave.

It's good that you're here. Let's go.

-A fire broke out in Pathaani Tola.

-What?

Where're you? Everyone's asking about you.

Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes.

Since the protests hadn't stopped

even after Shukla's warning,

it was time for Shabbir to know

that Shukla doesn't act.

He takes action.

Get more water in the bucket!

-Jai Hind, sir!

-Jai Hind, sir!

Rastogi is here.

-Mintu.

-Jai Hind, sir!

-Sir, you didn't have to come here.

-Whose house was set on fire?

That guy, Shabbir's.

Mintu, leave this place with our unit.

Sir, we will leave

only after seeing some drama.

Make some videos for Mr. Shukla.

PATHAANI TOLA

DEATH TO SHENOY

-Dixit, where are you?

-At the paan shop.

We're here at the shop too.

Brother, I saw Mintu's men here.

Shabbir Bhai…

Who is it?

Shukla must have done this.

Mintu and Arunoday were standing

in the corner and making a video.

Ansari was smart

when it came to these things.

He understood everything.

Mintu and Arunoday

did this in Shukla's name.

Ansari, the IG was here.

Don't do anything or he'll arrest you.

I have to look after

my mother right now.

Why delay our revenge?

Baankey, take this. It's always

the first thing you guys confiscate.

Maachis is behind this fire, right,

Sameer Khushwaha?

So, what are you going to do?

Hey, Ansari!

Are you unable to understand?

Wait right here.

Mr. Asthana, there is a problem.

The media is here.

What happened?

Sir, I have bad news.