01x08 - Episode 8

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-Feels like we're in another world!

-This is like a Hollywood film!

This is crazy.

A lot was happening.

Shukla was chanting

his own mantras in his mind.

Pandit was also trying his best.

One team's players

were returning to the pavilion,

and the other team's injured players

were going back to the field.

POLICE

Hey! Who the hell are you?

I'm the Minister of Urban Development's

brother-in-law.

Hey! Bishnu said something.

My name is Bishnu Shukla.

Here's my ID.

SWACHH SAMAAJ PARTY WORKER

That's Mr. Shukla's wife who is tying

a rakhi around my wrist.

-Okay?

-Why did you stop the van?

I'll tell you why.

Because how dare you interfere

with what's happening inside

or outside Shukla's party office?

-Hey, apologize to him.

-Come here.

-Apologize to me.

-Listen.

He's an ASI, but I'm an inspector.

Listen, you dumb f*ck!

How dare you arrest our people

from outside the SSP party office?

Can't you see that flag?

Look, Mr. Shukla told us to keep

an eye out for anything suspicious.

We confiscated

a bottle of liquor from them.

And we also found a g*n in their bag.

These things are commonplace

in Mr. Shukla's party office,

and I'm responsible for them.

Do you want to see more g*ns?

Let's go to the party office. Come on!

But we found it outside the party office.

-Let the cops do their job.

-This is your job?

Arresting our party workers is your job?

Wait. Let me call IG Rastogi.

I swear I'll get you two fired!

m*therf*ckers!

-It's Bishnu.

-Mr. Bishnu!

-Mr. Bishnu--

-Get lost!

Please hear me out.

Give me a few more slaps if you want,

but please don't call him.

Is that so?

I should forgive you?

All right, leave.

Go back to where you came from. Scram!

Go! Get lost!

JP couldn't speak the words,

"Bishnu can speak."

The tides had turned.

But the game had fewer overs left.

It was time for the solar eclipse.

Even Madan Singh regained consciousness.

And a locked door

certainly couldn't hold him back.

Give them back their stuff. Come on.

-Here.

-It's okay. You can keep it, Mr. Tripathi.

I quit drinking long ago.

I just carry it around out of habit.

Leave the van here and get going.

You have two minutes. Scram.

Or I'll send Madan Singh after you.

He'll break your bones,

then you'll understand.

-Go.

-Thank you, Mr. Bishnu.

-Inspector.

-Yes, sir?

I'm Mr. Shukla's brother-in-law.

Don't ever forget that.

Yes.

Mr. Bishnu, please ask someone

to send the van.

It belongs to Nawabganj Police Station.

-It's not ours.

-Get lost, you f*ck!

Go away!

Beware of the party flag!

Or else, I'll beat you to a pulp!

-Let me do this.

-Put that away.

It's not loaded.

Please don't be mad.

I can talk,

and I'm Mr. Shukla's brother-in-law.

Why were you pretending to be mute?

It's okay if you don't want to tell us.

I'll tell you later.

We have a lot to do,

and we're running out of time.

If one person knew the truth,

then everyone would have found out.

That's why I wanted

to keep this up my sleeve

for when it was absolutely necessary.

-JP, take this van. We have to use it.

-Yeah.

Unbelievable! I never thought

I'd be stitching up a police van.

-What did you think you'd be stitching up?

-Your mouth.

That's a big computer.

What happened to your laptop?

I'm using it to monitor their CCTV.

Later, when Bishnu inserts my drive

into their system,

I'll be able to mirror it with my laptop.

-Do you have some water?

-No.

Hey, come on, you.

Okay, that's enough.

The food is drugged.

The dogs ate the food

mixed with sleeping pills

and licked Bishnu's face.

This is called

a taste of your own medicine.

-I'll get water from Bishnu.

-Okay.

Bishnu.

Bishnu, wake up

or else our plan will fail!

Bishnu, wake up.

Please wake up.

JP panicked when he saw Bishnu asleep.

You went to get water, right?

Why do you look thirstier now?

Why do you sound like Bishnu?

The dogs' food

was drugged with sleeping pills

and Bishnu licked the dogs' faces.

No! I mean the dogs licked Bishnu's face,

and he's fallen asleep too!

What about our plan?

I will not go to Shukla's cabin.

Bishnu was going to connect

your pen drive in the CCTV room,

but now you'll have to do it

because Bishnu has fallen asleep.

Now, JP told Jhumpa what plan B was,

which was plan A all along.

Jhumpa was

going to fill in for Bishnu now.

From here to this point,

there are about 50 guards.

All of them have Sten g*ns.

No, don't be scared.

Everyone's busy watching the movie.

-I can't do this.

-But you have a g*n!

It doesn't have any b*ll*ts!

sh*t!

Stop the car!

Don't take a photo.

That's Madan Singh's car.

Why are they chasing after the girl?

They haven't told us yet?

It will be revealed later.

The girl riding the motorcycle is amazing!

Unbelievably good!

Oh, my!

Wow!

She has been speeding down the road

as if she has committed a m*rder!

What a girl!

When she turned I thought

she was going to sh**t me!

She's riding the motorcycle

as well as firing the g*n!

There we go! A crash!

She finally took off the helmet.

Now, that's a glamorous twist!

This is a night club.

The way to the vault

is through the night club.

-Oh, look! It's Mr. Bhadouriya!

-Well, he's the head of security.

So, they've added him as a cartoon.

It's called an avatar, not cartoon.

Well, yes, avatar.

Look at his smile!

Who has got the access card?

The access card is with the head

of security, Mr. Bhadouriya.

-He's right in front of you.

-Okay. Copy.

-I'm sure she'll steal something from you.

-How can she do that?

Just dance. Don't look over there.

Source opening.

Processing loop.

Looping all cameras.

Look at that! He's dancing too.

Why is Mr. Bhadouriya dancing like that?

Hey, you should make that face too!

Pout like her.

Look at his eyebrows! He looks nervous.

Oh, she gave him a photograph of hers

with her number written on the back!

Congratulations, Mr. Bhadouriya!

I wish I could take a selfie

with this woman!

She stole Mr. Bhadouriya's heart.

She stole his access card!

That's okay. It's like

the shoe-stealing ritual in weddings.

The wedding won't happen

if you don't let her steal it.

Looping complete.

When Jhumpa found out

about the lasers in the room,

her smile was wiped off her face.

Damn it!

sh*t!

Jhumpa!

Wow! Look at that! It seems like

the vault itself is made of gold.

-I wonder what's in there!

-It's either money or gold.

She's planting a b*mb!

It's really happening. Close your ears.

How can we close our ears

with headphones on?

Oh, my! What was that sound?

The sound of Mr. Bhadouriya

being scared shitless.

This is Shukla's estate.

This is where he buries his enemies.

But Ansari managed to beat Mr. Shukla

at his own game.

After all, Shukla's the one

who gave him the idea.

You should go underground for a few days.

How did Ansari get here?

All right, let him do his business first.

It appeared to everyone

that Ansari had joined forces with Shukla.

But in reality, Ansari was thinking about

getting revenge on behalf of everyone.

Don't stare at me like that.

I have thought this through.

JP, there was a reason why we met.

After two days, I'll go to fill out

the party office worker form

and give the nomination details.

I'll get my photo taken,

there will be a celebration.

I'll go to the party office,

but I won't get out of there.

The two of you will complete

the rest of the plan.

By now JP and Bishnu had realized that

the way to get inside the party office

and the way to heaven were

one and the same.

But the party office

could be robbed from the inside.

As a result, JP and Bishnu hatched a plan

to seal Ansari in the pipe duct.

Immediately after the press conference,

Bishnu turned off the CCTV cameras

and took Ansari to Shukla's cabin.

That means something else, Bishnu.

JP was waiting for him in there.

Listen closely. I've drilled a hole here.

I've also made a pulley there.

I've put a mattress downstairs for you.

So, you can get there safely.

-I have kept food for you in this bag.

-Okay.

-Okay?

-Yeah.

Take off those clothes.

When you come back,

Bishnu and I will call you, okay?

-Okay.

-Listen.

First, you have to move this statue

over there.

Shukla has humiliated me a lot.

Please get my revenge--

-Tell me what's next, JP!

-Yeah, all right.

-Well, that's it.

-That's it?

-Yes.

-Okay.

Listen!

Don't forget to activate the b*mb

at the right time.

JP, what were you saying

about the lock?

Why weren't you paying attention

when I was explaining it to you?

Hold this remote. And listen.

I'll plant a b*mb here and seal this wall.

-Okay.

-I've given you another remote.

-The mobile one.

-Yeah?

-That's for the b*mb. Remember that.

-Yeah, I remember.

The luggage

Ansari came down with was equal

to what we'd find in Egyptian tombs.

You know, luggage for the afterlife.

-JP, I'm here.

-All right, I'm closing this.

JP, reopen it on time.

He had enough food, but it was difficult

to pass the time in there.

But Ansari was used to being in jail.

When the b*mb exploded in the movie,

a controlled expl*si*n created

a hole in the bathroom wall.

All of this was timed,

I mean, approximately.

The surround sound effect made it

feel like the blast occurred in reality.

-I can smell it as well.

-Yeah.

It's so realistic!

Hello?

JP, I'm here. Ask Bishnu what to do next.

How are you? Everything okay?

-How was your stay?

-I'm not returning from Goa.

I came out of the toilet shaft.

Where's Bishnu?

He is sleeping.

Do you want to hear something amazing?

Bishnu can talk.

Stop talking nonsense, JP.

We're running out of time.

Did Ansari go to Shukla's cabin?

No, I stopped him,

but I don't know what to say to him.

-Ansari.

-Jhumpa?

Don't go inside. I just came back

from their CCTV room.

His cabin has infrared lasers.

-What's happening?

-Wait at the door.

We can't touch the money

unless we turn off the lasers.

I'll call you. Show me the room.

Where are the lasers?

Over the money.

They're not visible to the naked eye.

Jhumpa, I see the money!

Look at all that money!

-The money…

-Ansari, focus!

-What should I do now?

-You'll see a temple there.

Check for incense.

Do you see

the laser packaging box anywhere?

Why would they have that?

They must have thrown it away.

-It must still be in the dustbin.

-How do you know?

-It's a government office.

-Found it.

Read its frequency.

Now, take out your walkie-talkie.

Set it to the frequency on the box.

-Done.

-Now, point it at the laser projector.

It should have turned off.

Get more incense.

Laser God, please calm down.

Please calm down.

Calm down, Laser God.

-Now what?

-Now, go and steal the money.

We only have 37 minutes.

There was an expl*si*n,

but all the money is intact!

It's a movie. If all the money burned,

what'd be the point then?

Yeah.

Shukla started to doubt Triloki

because Triloki's mantras were indistinct.

Om Shanti! Peace! Peace!

Did you call me?

Who are you?

I'm Shanti, Parvati's neighbor.

She hasn't come to work today

because of the eclipse.

Would you like some strong tea?

Pay attention here!

We are running out of time.

Wait a minute, Maharaj.

Call Parvati.

The cops have arrived.

Yes, they're here.

In the movie, the robbery was done,

but in reality, it hadn't even started.

Look at all this money!

Yes, Parvati. Have you sent

someone else over today?

-What's her name?

-Shanti.

You didn't tell me.

Oh, you informed Bansi.

Go, make us tea.

Bring mine in a metal container.

He means steel or copper glass.

Ansari, what are you doing?

It's time for the eclipse. Hurry up!

Yeah, all right.

Bishnu had told him

that the safe's password was "Shanti".

If the safe doesn't open,

the chapter of their lives

will be closed forever.

-What is it?

-Did you open the safe?

No, the password is incorrect.

We are not safe without it, Ansari.

What can I do if it won't open?

Madan Singh was still feeling dizzy

because of the gas.

He was seeing everything

in slow motion,

but he was driving very fast.

-Shukla will be asleep.

-For how long?

-For how long?

-I don't know.

I only had one vial,

so I had to make do with it.

He won't be asleep for too long.

He'll go there straight away.

Send it.

Here we go!

Jhumpa, count the bags.

I'm not counting them as I send them down.

-I'm Shanti. Parvati sent me.

-You're lying!

You don't eat nonvegetarian food,

mushrooms, and soya nuggets on Thursday.

You like fenugreek in your dal

and prefer yellow rice.

Ansari, don't forget

you need to crack open the safe

once you're done sending all the bags.

Come on, pull it!

What is Madan Singh doing here?

What is he going to do?

He'll m*rder someone.

-Hey, you're awake!

-Come on, get in.

Come on.

Whenever he is confused,

he murders someone.

He's the one who shot Pandit.

Madan Singh saw everyone.

But the same way an inebriated person

can't recognize their own father,

he didn't understand a thing.

It's the day of the solar eclipse.

Kindly avoid stepping out.

Don't look directly at the sun,

or your vision may be affected.

It could also spell trouble

for you and your family.

So, stay indoors and protect your eyes

from the sun's rays.

-Thank you.

-Thank God!

Hurry up, we don't have much time.

Dinanath! Ramdayal!

-JP, this was the last bag.

-Okay. Thirty.

Hurry up. Shukla has left.

-Your password isn't working.

-Tell Ansari to try another password.

K-A-A-L-A-A.

Triloki told Shukla to wear black.

I'll meet you at Sainik Chowk.

I'll drop the dogs off at home.

-What are you doing, Baankey?

-Sir…

-What are you doing?

-Sir, you wouldn't wake up.

That's why I had to do that, sir. Get up.

There's been a robbery at the SSP office.

The VR film was about to end,

and Ansari suddenly remembered

100 different things.

It was Ansari's old habit to get caught

while doing something.

DOES THIS FI

YOUR ARCHITECTURAL STANDARD?

-Mr. Shukla…

-Setup complete.

Now the architecture is

as per Shukla's standard.

Just two suitcases? That's it?

Greed could get her k*lled.

She's got good aim!

She jumped off!

Come on!

There you go!

No matter where, the police always

arrive late to the crime scene.

Oh, my!

Well, he hit the jackpot.

Grabbed a 100-dollar bill!

This has been fun.

The train scene was awesome!

All right, let's go. The movie is over.

Bishnu told us there's

an arrangement for snacks, right?

That was awesome!

-That was fun, Mr. Bhadouriya!

-Right?

Everything seemed so real.

The water, train…

I heard the sound of cars.

I'll just go and check.

Sit down, man. Have these jalebis.

I'm the head of security.

He should have eaten the jalebis.

Because, you see,

it was already too late.

The solar eclipse had begun.

And in this moment, not one

but six planets had devoured Shukla.

And then, they fled in a police van.

Shukla only just saw the time.

But time always keeps a watch on us.

The flying note

reminded Bhadouriya of the VR movie.

Did that girl

go to the party office as well?

Bhadouriya, where are all the guards?

Hey, stop!

Didn't stop even on seeing a cop, huh?

Come on, show me the stolen goods!

Come on.

-Why are you going so slow, man?

-It's an old cycle rickshaw, sir.

Who do you think I am?

I'm very rich, mind you!

I'll buy you a new cycle rickshaw.

-Go faster!

-Okay, sir.

Step on it!

"Calculator, you can calculate your losses

and shove these rings up your a*s."

How are you, man?

This was our real plan.

I'll explain everything later.

Now, we need to get out of here.

After all, we're traveling

with 800 crore rupees.

Who is that?

It's me.

What is he doing here?

He must have ratted us out to Shukla!

No, Pandit. He's been with us all along.

We'll tell you everything later.

He can talk?

Yes, and he is

Mr. Shukla's brother-in-law.

I'll explain that later as well.

You guys should leave.

Shukla has reached the office.

-All right.

-Bela.

You…

The money is in these bags, right?

You wanted us to get married, right?

Now, everything's set.

We'll get married

within two months, I promise.

I'll talk to Baankey.

He'll dance at our wedding.

-Ansari, enough. We need to leave.

-I love you.

Come on. Sit.

DOES THIS FIT YOUR ARCHITECTURAL STANDARD?

Mr. Shukla…

Ansari?

You did all this?

No, Mr. Shukla. You did it.

Yeah, go on. Keep talking.

They say we should listen

to the last words of a dying person.

It's beneficial for science.

Let me tell you the science behind

everything that has happened to you.

One, you tortured innocent people.

Second, you suppressed the weak.

And lastly,

you messed with the wrong person.

Then I found more people

who had personal animosity against you.

Get lost!

Is anyone out there?

The door is locked, Mr. Shukla.

It will open, but first, let me tell you

who I am talking about.

Tell me who you are talking about.

Who is this dickhead?

I'm J.P. Yadav, Mr. Shukla.

I knew you wouldn't remember me,

that's why I placed the statue

of Shyama Prasad in your toilet.

You canceled my restoration project,

and I lost millions.

You pushed me to alcoholism.

You wanted to see all the plans, right?

What do you think about this plan?

Greetings, Mr. Shukla.

It's me, Pandit Ramacharya Upadhyay.

-What is this, Mr. Shukla?

-Pandit…

You had this innocent man shot

for no reason.

Although I must agree, I'm guilty.

After all, I was the one

who fixed auspicious dates

for all of your evil deeds.

-But God punished me for it.

-f*cking Pandit…

Anyway, never mind all that.

Tell me something, Mr. Shukla.

You wanted to get rid

of the bad planets, right?

But bear in mind that nothing

is more powerful than the planets.

Remember that I am responsible

for your defeat.

Guess who trained Choona Maharaj!

I did.

I trained him so well

that he even managed to fool you!

When I hunt him down…

-Come here.

-…I'll skin him alive and make sure…

You won't be able to find me.

I'll hunt you down in hell

if I have to!

Mr. Shukla, this is not the time

for you to threaten us.

Let us give you a reality check.

I have sent two clips to you.

Please check your phone.

As soon as I buy eight MLAs,

the government will be overthrown.

-What the hell are you going to do?

-We'll send this to the CM.

Then you'll be charged under

POTA, MCOCA, FERA, and TADA acts.

The government will sentence you

to 200 years in prison.

Can anyone remain alive

for 200 years, Mr. Shukla?

Well, Mr. Shukla,

you cannot go to the police

because you can't tell them where

the 800 crore rupees came from.

I was the first one

to find out about this trade.

You beat me up in my own house.

So, I gave you

a taste of your own medicine.

He's laughing when he should be crying.

Seems like he has lost his mind.

All right, now, tell me…

how did you get into the party office

on Madan Singh's watch?

We'll talk about Madan Singh

some other day.

Right now, we want you

to meet a special guest.

Greetings, brother-in-law.

How are you?

Bishnu… you can talk?

You helped them?

I raised you like my own son.

You treated me like a dog, not your son.

You loved me as if I were your pet.

You pet me and fed me rotis.

I gave you samosas as well.

My sister was like

a mother to me, brother-in-law.

I wanted to exact revenge on you

for what you did to my sister.

I treated you like a member of my family.

As a child, I witnessed…

how you treat your family members.

I'm still going to k*ll you with love.

You have done a lot for me.

Bishnu, let me talk to him. Move.

You wanted to use Saturn

as your footrest, right?

No one can control their fate, you moron!

-What do you--

-Pandit!

You've started your spiel again?

Keep it short.

So, Mr. Shukla,

the short and sweet version is this.

Don't do misdeeds

with the common man's posterior.

He means to say don't f*ck up people's

lives. He can't say it directly, you see.

Because if he retaliates,

your testicles will shrivel up.

He means your life will be f*cked.

You…

Rastogi came, and so did Asthana.

-The mouse came, and so did the monkey.

-Mr. Shukla!

-Well, never mind.

-Rastogi, I'm here!

Rastogi, break the door down!

I'm locked in here!

-Mr. Shukla, there's been a robbery.

-Open the g*dd*mn door!

-I'm trying, sir.

-Mr. Shukla!

Asthana? Open the door!

Sir, there's been a robbery!

Asthana, I know there's been a robbery.

I said I'm locked in here!

Break down the door!

Sir, you'll have to open it

from the inside.

-The glass is unbreakable!

-Mr. Shukla.

Mr. Shukla!

There is a remote near the window.

Not so fast, Mr. Shukla.

First, you'll have to say,

"Long live Faulad Singh."

Shut up, you scoundrel!

How dare you!

It was so much fun talking to you.

-All right, we need to go now.

-Yes.

-Over and out.

-Hang up.

Hang up.

Please say the password.

f*ck! Long live Faulad Singh.

Sorry. Please repeat the password.

You… f*ck!

Long live Faulad Singh!

Sorry. Please repeat the password.

Long live Faulad Singh!

Unlocked.

Get out of here! Leave!

If Bishnu can go to Andaman,

why can't we go to the Bahamas?

No, we'll first invest the money

in the business.

-Baby, please.

-No, I said no.

No, I won't drink. My father used to drink

and I don't want to make it a habit again.

I won't marry you.

-Hey, Bela--

-Ansari, stop.

What are you saying?

Everything has fallen into place.

You got revenge

for your humiliation, right?

Ansari, in the future,

you'll become the next Shukla.

-My brother will be Rastogi--

-Bela!

I love you.

And I'm going to be a father now.

But you want to be the Chief Minister,

not a father, right?

-You'd said you were doomed.

-Things were different then.

You said that just two months ago.

But I have changed in those two months.

Bela…

There's a lot I want to say,

but I know that

you won't listen to me.

So, I won't say anything.

Baankey danced. Not at Ansari's wedding,

but at his heartbreak.

What?

I'm not dancing for nothing.

Didn't I tell you she'll realize

she's made a mistake with you?

At least take stock

of the situation before speaking.

Nothing is more powerful than the planets.

These words said by Pandit

were etched in Shukla's mind.

In order to return 500 crore rupees,

he sold off his cars, his bungalows,

and his ill*gal businesses.

Even a couple of small banks shut down.

And yet,

he fell short by ten crore rupees.

Mr. Shenoy, hear me out.

I have returned 490 crore rupees to you.

I'm only ten crore rupees short.

I'm certain you can forgo that amount

for the sake of our friendship.

Mr. Shukla, the CM is my friend now.

The only reason you weren't charged

with m*rder is because I talked to him.

For the first time in my life,

I've made a miscalculation.

I won't blame you.

We can't say he never dreamed

that something like this would happen…

-because this story began with a dream.

-You idiot! Close the door!

Sir, I'll get the car.

They've sent such a big car for me.

So, I'll go in this car.

The police came but they couldn't arrest

a disheartened Shukla.

Because Calculator

had already started planning.

Mr. Shukla will get out of jail…

but it doesn't seem like…

he would be a threat to you

in the coming elections.

So, what is he going to do?

He'll run away, what else?

Sir, the judge was heavy-handed.

That's why it took me a while

to bail you out.

Where to, sir?

Your home and the party office

have been sold off.

There's a hotel near the Sainik crossroad.

If you like, we can make a stop there.

Sir, we've arrived at the crossroad.

I'm at a crossroads indeed, Asthana.

Where should we go then?

As per my horoscope,

I should begin the second innings

of my political career from my birthplace.

Birthplace?

Sir, do you still believe in horoscopes?

I played the game wrong.

It's not my horoscope's fault.

Where is his birthplace?

Can't you understand?

Take us to his village.

I dreamed about some new moves

this morning, Asthana.

And they say…

early morning dreams come true.

I'd like to conclude by saying…

every dream gives rise to a new story.