01x04 - Kazbe Ka Kazba

[bunniefuu]

(Khan) We traced the last location

of the suspect.

It was around this building.

The CIB came to our house at midnight

and literally threatened us.

We will now understand

this Karan-Arjun drama

by listening to them.

You dig out your truth,

and I will dig out mine.

Found these air tickets for next week

from Anand's cabin.

-Dubai.

-Make her realise that

you're a changed man.

We came looking for the pawn

and ended up trapping the king.

(g*nsh*t)

(g*nsh*t)

(Devika shouts)

-(intense music)

-as*h*le!

Don't move!

(Devika) Stop!

(theme music)

(intriguing music)

Hey!

Saheb. Saheb,

I saved half the consignment.

(man) Saheb. Saheb,

-I saved half the consignment.

-(loud thump)

You saved half my consignment?

-You saved half my consignment?

-(man begging)

It's Raghav's fault.

Trying to pin it on Raghav?

What were you doing there?

Tie him up.

-Tie him up.

-I saved half the consignment.

Pick up that rod.

Keep it in his hand.

Open his hand. Open it.

Hold it. Add more!

Let go. Let go.

Add another 25 kilos.

(sobs) Saheb.

(Kazbe) You saved half my consignment,

didn't you?

Give me two sets of 25 right now.

-No, Saheb.

-Do it, scumbag.

-(sobs) No, please.

-Look, I am a fair man.

Very fair.

So fair that I glow at night.

You saved one of my trucks,

didn't you?

That's why I left one arm free.

So it's fair.

After saving half my consignment,

you think I should be glad.

Then perform a set for me

with one hand. Look happy.

(screaming)

Look happy!

-Saheb--

-Hey! I told you not to interfere.

Saheb, your sister is here.

(man sobbing) No, Saheb. No, Saheb.

(man strains)

(tiffin box clatters)

(Kazbe's sister)

The police have arrested Raghav.

You had promised me that you won't

let any harm come to Raghav.

You didn't show up

on Raksha Bandhan.

I waited all day.

Now you are advocating

for your son when he's in prison.

(slaps hard) This is your fault!

(Kazbe) Look, sister

Hit me. Why did you stop?

Hit me!

That was the only thing left to see.

Slap your sister

in front of everyone.

What?

She's my sister.

Mind your own business.

Sit down.

And don't blame me for this.

Your son isn't doing

some white-collar job,

for which he gets

a TDS-deducted salary every month.

Nor is he protecting the country

at the border.

This luxurious and comfortable life

that you are leading comes at a price.

Raghav and I are paying

the price by staying in prison.

Get it?

(crying)

Will crying like this release him

from prison?

Why don't you cry for me then?

When I get out,

I'll get everyone out.

-Cry for me.

-I cry for you as well.

I do.

He will be released.

I will get him out.

Don't look at him.

He can't get me out.

(truck engine rumbles)

(car door closes)

(dog barks)

(suspenseful music)

Get this opened. Call someone.

(Priya) Will you have some tea?

(Khan coughs)

I won't stay for too long.

Priya, I want to

examine Anand's study room.

With your permission, of course.

Feel free to go.

(Khan) Did you lose something?

(Anand) Time,

which is going to change for you.

I see.

But I seem to have misplaced it.

(Khan) Finding anything

in this jungle

is like digging for oil.

And a journalist's job

is to keep digging

until he finds oil.

If you keep digging,

you will find what you're looking for.

Definitely.

CIB should try this method.

-I see.

-You know what, pull that.

(table shifts)

There.

Found it.

No.

Is it for me?

This looks expensive.

My friendship isn't cheap.

It will keep track of every moment.

Wow.

You are amazing.

Hey!

(Khan laughs)

(inhales deeply)

Thank you.

Now close it back.

(table shifts, bangs shut)

(footsteps)

(table shifts)

(suspenseful music)

(Priya) What is

Do you know the passwords?

I didn't know they were here.

He must have really trusted you.

And I will not break his trust.

I promise.

(chair smashes)

(hits continuously)

(Raghav grunts and groans)

(Raghav groans)

-Tell me why you were there!

-(Devika) Stop it, Karan!

Do you want to k*ll him?

He k*lled my brother!

Brother?

Rahil was like a brother to me.

Who gave the hit order

at Bhaucha Dhakka?

Speak up! Speak up!

Has to be Kazbe if he's his nephew!

The question that arises here

is why does he want to k*ll you.

(Raghav laughs)

This b*stard is going to answer

all the questions today.

Karan, stand down!

It's an order.

(chair smashes)

(Raghav laughing)

(chair creaks)

(Raghav panting)

Don't laugh.

We caught you red-handed

with the consignment.

You're looking

at a long prison time.

(pants)

It's like this, madam.

This is business for us.

We knew since the beginning

that we'll go long.

(Devika laughs)

(Raghav) I'm a businessman.

Businessman.

Once we crack the consignment open,

we'll know what business

you deal in.

Do you have a warrant for it? Huh?

No.

I don't have a warrant

to pry you open.

But I can do it.

Should I?

I'll do it myself, madam. Huh?

But

are you comfortable

doing it publicly?

Why you

Let's open you up now.

-Open the consignment.

-(metal scrapes)

-(Rawal) Madam, what are you doing?

-Mr. Rawal!

He's my client.

(Devika) There are serious charges

against your client.

-Huh?

-Suspected smuggling.

Resisting arrest.

Possession of ill*gal arms.

And Section 353,

assaulting an officer on duty.

(Rawal) Look, madam,

my client is a businessman.

He was trading a legal consignment.

I have the receipts.

He just wanted to know

why he's being treated like this

when he has all the proof on paper.

And he has the licences

for all the arms.

He even has a licence

for the firearm he carries.

And assaulting an officer, you say?

My client has evidence proving that

whatever happened was

just an act of self-defence.

Look, my client is suffering

from a chronic medical condition.

Please look here.

This is his medical report.

Look, we have all the evidence, madam.

Please. Please.

Give me. Let me see.

Okay. Go, verify the papers.

Go on.

Open it up. Open.

Madam, MLA sir is on the phone.

Yes, sir.

Devika, process the consignment

and release it immediately.

But, sir, I need to check it.

Check? What do you have to check?

Everything is legal.

In fact,

that's my consignment so to speak.

Do what you can?

And that Raghav.

Release him now.

Now!

Okay, sir.

Let him go.

-Ma'am, he--

-And the consignment too.

We'll open the consignment.

(Devika) Open it up!

This is ill*gal.

You cannot do this.

-(Rawal) Look, this is my client's--

-Break it. Break it.

-(loud thud)

-This is my client's consignment.

You can't do this!

(loud thudding)

(metal creaks)

This is ill*gal, madam.

You are not doing the right thing.

We showed you all the documents.

Check.

(Rawal) This is not right.

I've shown you all the documents.

-There is nothing in it, madam.

-(shouts) Shut up!

Shut up!

Blah-blah-blah.

(boxes rip open)

(Raghav) Careful.

Careful with it, madam.

It's valuable.

(Rawal) Sir, say something.

This is ill*gal.

(wood creaks)

Pool table?

(dog barks)

Madam, we checked everywhere.

There is nothing here.

(Rawal laughs)

Nothing. Nothing.

There has to be something

for you to find.

That's what I was telling you.

Madam, with your permission,

may I take my client

and his consignment?

Take him away.

But you will have to collect this

from the storehouse.

What?

Yes.

We'll have to make entries,

prepare a gate pass.

Formality.

(Devika) You know all this.

And if it leaves from here now

It will take a couple of hours.

(Devika) A couple of hours, yes.

So it's impossible today.

It's impossible today.

Tomorrow is Saturday. Then Sunday.

Come on Monday. Okay?

Jai Hind. Jai Maharashtra.

Monday. Monday.

(dramatic music)

(mobile phone ringing)

(tapping)

(muffled phone ringing)

(suspenseful music)

(drawer clatters)

(wood scrapes)

(door creaks)

(phone ringing louder)

(door opens)

I can't put her to bed today.

She's insisting Papa

will tuck her in today.

Can you help?

Yes, I'll be there.

(door closes)

(suspenseful music)

(bag scrapes)

-Not planning on sleeping today?

-(Rhea grunts) Hmm!

What "hmm"?

Papa.

(soft music)

Papa, I can't sleep.

Can you tell me a story?

Not today, child.

Papa is tired today.

Please.

Okay.

Once there was a cat

called Susuki.

Not about the cat.

Tell me about the sea pirate.

Sea pirate?

Yes, the one you caught

by yourself

at the sea without Mom's help.

With Mom.

I have a new story.

Do you want to hear?

Yes.

Once upon a time,

there were twin brothers.

(all) Yay!

(Arjun) They were always

happy together.

(laughter)

And then suddenly one day,

God took their parents to heaven.

They were both very sad.

Then they were taken to a place

where children without parents

were kept.

And they understood one thing here.

Come what may,

they will never part ways.

And for that,

every night before going to sleep,

they would think

of their parents in heaven,

close their eyes

and sleep.

Isn't this story about you

and Uncle Arjun, Papa?

(sad music)

(Devika) Karan.

You can sleep here if you like.

With Rhea, I mean.

(gentle music)

My helpless heart has brought me

Back to you ♪

What to do? ♪

Couldn't stay away ♪

What to do? ♪

My heart keeps saying ♪

(mobile phone vibrates)

Let's complete ♪

Those conversations

Left incomplete ♪

All those memories

Are still incomplete ♪

The love ♪

That's still incomplete ♪

(man 1) Spin it.

Spin it. Three, four

-Good going. Good going.

-Dropped it. Dropped it.

-Leave it. It's not your cup of tea.

-Leave. Leave.

-Your turn. Come on.

-(phone ringing)

Let's see.

Do it.

-One, two

-Do it.

-three, four, five

-Keep going, keep going.

(door creaks)

Go ahead.

Aren't you the senior here, Anand?

Flip the file.

This is Anand Mishra's laptop

and hard drive.

Get all the information from it.

I can crack the laptop, sir.

But hard drives are encrypted, sir.

(tsks)

Can't do it, son?

Can't do it?

Can you or can you not?

I can, sir.

Then get cracking,

or I will crack you.

(Khan) Come on, take your stuff.

Aren't you the senior here?

And this is what you are doing?

Sir.

Sir, there are 11 people

from the day of the m*rder

who are our potential suspects.

Why 11?

Because a few of them

are already on our radar, sir.

And, coincidentally

Coincidentally, these 11 people

were present in the same hotel

for an ex-bookie Shashikant Nair's

birthday party.

Everything is white-collar now, sir.

They call themselves businessmen

and traders.

Then bring them in.

Prepare the summons.

But, sir, we have DNA evidence,

which proves Arjun is the m*rder*r.

Then what is

this expanded search for?

Because two and two make four

and not five.

Right?

One night one man robs a guy

on one floor of a hotel

and murders another

on another floor.

The answer lies in details.

And surely, we don't have it.

So let's do what Anand used to say.

Keep digging.

Do you know that place?

Yes. After I left the station

and headed for the main road

Sir, today's tea should be with

or without sugar?

With sugar.

(pouring tea)

Here's your tea with sugar.

I've told you so many times.

Without sugar.

Here's your tea without sugar.

Thank you.

Thank you, Farhan.

They should be arrested first.

-Tea?

-No.

Arif is going all out to investigate

Anand Mishra's m*rder case.

You can't abandon him

even in your stories.

As a brother,

maybe you can say Arjun is innocent.

But, as officers,

we cannot deny that

he was at the hotel that night.

Right?

We've already denied

any knowledge once.

Two years ago, Arjun was connected

to the attack in Wadi Mohalla

with David,

who is on the POTA list.

You know what that means, right?

On your request,

I had his name cleared.

Without thinking about my duty

or my reputation.

That day, I told you

to break all ties with Arjun.

But this time, I am telling you,

if finding Arjun exposes the truth,

then it's for his own good.

Think about it.

(office phones ringing)

(Arjun tsks)

(man 1) Tell me.

Tell me what you saw.

(man 2) His eyes.

They were big, like Salman's.

-(man 1) Okay.

-(man 2) And his ears were like Aamir.

Protruding outside.

(man 2) And

-(flesh squelches)

-(Anand groans)

(Arjun) Hey!

(lighter clicks)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(inaudible dialogue, only music)

According to sources,

11 suspects have been named

in the CIB's list,

who are now being interrogated

for Anand Mishra's m*rder.

And the case in-charge Arif Khan

is asking the questions.

(reporter 1) Ex-MLA of the area,

Azim Sheikh,

has also been summoned

for questioning.

(reporter 2) A shocking piece

of news

(reporter 3) The investigation

has gained momentum.

(reporter 4) We still don't have

any updates from the CIB yet,

but according to our sources,

the m*rder investigation

is going on in full swing.

(inaudible dialogue, only music)

Where were you at 10:30?

I was attending the party

at the hotel.

The m*rder happened at the party.

m*rder you say?

Who got m*rder*d?

You don't know Anand Mishra?

Who is Anand Mishra?

I don't have anything to do

with him, sir.

(inaudible dialogue, only music)

The m*rder happened in the basement.

I left in my car from the lobby.

I was with my lover Sangeeta

that night.

Room number 505.

That night I left at 10 o'clock.

It was my wedding anniversary, sir.

Was your wife accompanying you?

She was sleeping at home.

I was only enjoying my time.

I mind my own business, sir.

I stay away from such affairs, sir.

(suspect 1) I came

for the cake cutting, sir.

But I guess

I got screwed over instead.

(suspect 2) Whatever happened

was bad, sir.

(suspect 3) I was only enjoying

my time.

(suspect 4) I came to the hotel

for dinner, sir.

(inaudible dialogue, only music)

(phone rings)

Sir, I tried talking to Arif.

But you know

he doesn't listen to anyone.

(reporters clamouring)

(male reporter 1) As you can see,

Yogesh Shah's car has

just entered the CIB compound.

Jai Hind, sir.

I hope you know what you are doing.

(lawyer) Excuse me, sir.

This is the CCTV footage

of the ballroom.

Our client was dancing there

when the m*rder occurred.

Sir, first, they were dancing there.

Now they will dance to my tunes.

(Khan) Who k*lled Anand?

You or him?

No one out

of these 10 people k*lled Anand.

Then that leaves us

with only one suspect, sir.

We don't know his name or address,

and his face is also not visible.

(screen crackles)

(motorcycle rumbles)

(dynamic music)

(inaudible dialogue, only music)

(dynamic music continues)

(blows out)

(dynamic music intensifies)

(water splashing)

(Arjun) Look him up

in our criminal records.

(Kazbe) If I don't get

my consignment back,

I will k*ll

each and every one of you.

I'm sending you a sketch.

Help me find him.

(expl*si*n)

Why is Kazbe so crazy

about a pool table?

(Khan) Who is this man?