01x03 - Flashes

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Mani!

I have all possible weapons,
right from toothpicks to T-pins.

We'll test them one by one.
I'm sure we'll eventually find out.

Don't poke around the whole day.

Stop pulling my leg and
tell me if you got any leads.

Did you identify that woman?

The m*rder took place
just yesterday.

There's no Sherlock Holmes in my station
who can crack the case so quickly.

I'll inform you at once if we have
a breakthrough. Now, hang up.

Fine.

Sir.

-Not possible?
-It's tough to trace the buyers.

I want names.

Stop repeating yourself!

-Greetings, sir.
-Sir!

If we start murdering people,

you will only have time to dig up
corpses from every empty house.

We brokers
take our profession seriously...

Make way! Don't block the way.

Good morning, sir.

Stop staring at the ceiling
and say something.

-Who is he?
-Sir...

This crazy guy is always seen
loitering around that house.

-Got him here for questioning.
-What's the use? Carry on.

We can, but we won't
take law in our hands

because we are honest and pure
in our profession as well as life!

Yet what do you guys do?
Arrest brokers like me!

Who do you think you are?

-Call him.
-I want to talk to your inspector!

I'll deal with him in person!

-I need answers today!
-Sir...

-What?
-The inspector is calling you.

Inspector? Where is he?

Oh! He's here?

Yes, sir?

Wait! Weren't you talking
about purity?

You reek of alcohol!

How dare you
enter this station drunk?

Now, get lost!

-Out of my sight!
-Sir, please.

Raising his voice under
the influence of alcohol. Moron.

-Listen, Mathivanan...
-Sir?

-Are looking to get promoted as SI?
-Sir!

Calm down.

-We are investigating since yesterday.
-True, sir.

-But there are no leads.
-True, sir.

We know
how the victim was m*rder*d.

But...

we have no clue who k*lled her.

True, sir.

Okay, do we know the victim?

We don't know, sir.

Do we know why she was k*lled?

We don't know, sir.

Why don't we know?

I don't even know who she is.

Then what should we do?

We have to identify
the victim, sir.

Why?

To find the victim's friends
and foes and investigate them.

Okay.

And how will you find them?

Sir, well...

God! Sir, sorry, sir.

I had a family function
to attend yesterday,

so I totally forgot about it.

Give me that lady's photo, sir.

I shall fax it to all the stations
at once. Please, sir.

-Now, go.
-Okay, sir.

-Listen...
-Sir?

What about your SI promotion?

No, thank you, sir.

I shall wait until I'm senior enough
to become an SI.

Fine. Now, go.

Quick. Send the fax.

He's dealing with me
the same way

this officer is dealing
with that lunatic.

Karunakaran, any leads yet?

Wait, I'll be back.

Did he just ignore me?

I've known him
since he was my junior.

See that, Gopi? That son of a b*tch
doesn't even have time to reply

but sits jobless round the clock.

Whatever.

I really have no idea who she is.

Who is she?

Now, what's this?

"Commissioner of Police
in Hyderabad...

"The following photos are

"three medical students named

"Binu, aged 21. Height, 5.11...

"Sandeep, aged 21. Height, 5.9.

"Ahmed, aged 21.

"Accused for
r*pe and murdering

"their classmate Neeta, aged 21.

"The accused boys are missing
from Hyderabad

"and doubted
to be hiding in Chennai...

"In case of
any information about them,

"make sure

"please inform to Jubilee Hills
Police Station, Hyderabad."

Who is the hacker?

Why did they hack the systems?

Did they steal any data or not?

Getting her to speak
is a daunting task.

In this situation, it's impossible.

A tender taken
with own investment,

I wonder where it'll end up.

Excuse me, bro.

What?

When will you retrieve
all the systems?

There's a lot of work pending.

Even I'm wondering about that.

Stop getting of my nerves
and take a hike.

Shilpa...

Bloody nagger.

God! I've started talking to
empty chairs just like Anu's dad.

Looks like somebody died
in Anu's house.

I wonder what that was all about.

Yes. Even I heard the news.

What was the issue?

What issue do you think would
be interesting for you to gossip?

Mind your work.

If Anu finds you gossiping
about her, you'll be in trouble.

It will cost us ₹80 lakh to
keep him healthy for seven months.

Nobody can stop me.
I will sell this house at any cost.

He comes here on November 16th
every year.

It's not one culprit
you're looking for, but two.

Anu...

Chitra's calling.

What's up, Anu?

What's Dad doing?

Don't worry about him.

Today he is doing everything
on his own.

He even remembered
to take his medicines.

I wonder why, but he didn't speak
a word to me

and he hasn't stepped out
of his room since you left.

He is on a writing spree.

Fine, forget that.

Did you eat? That's why I called.

Yes, I ate.

What did you eat?
Tell me what I packed for you.

I knew it.
Now, take out the tiffin box.

Did you?

Open it.

Did you open it?

Eat on time, Anu.

Remember, nothing is not over yet.

You must be strong
if you want to fight.

I'll hang up now.

Anu...

all the work is pending.

When the systems were hacked,
a few of them froze.

If we can repair them and check
if the files are intact,

then we can resume work.

Are you scared, Malar?

I understand you're doing all this
for your dad, Anu.

But it is the duty of the police.

What if later all your assumptions
were wrong and...

it was indeed your dad who...

So be it, Malar.

He is my father.

I will still fight.

Well, Anu...

I think it'd be better to tell
the truth to that inspector.

He was good to us, and he said
he's a big fan of your father.

I feel he might help us, Anu.

Until I find out the truth,

I won't trust anybody, even myself,
in my dad's case.

What's bothering you, Malar?

You won't be in any sort of trouble
because of me.

I shall retrieve the system
and scan the server.

Well, I didn't mean...

-Are you at work?
-Yes, sir.

Do you want me
to come to the station?

Your father's at home, right?

Yes, sir. What happened?

Hello? Hello?

What do you want?

Sorry, the call got disconnected.
Tell me, sir.

I'm on my way to meet your father.
Just wanted to know if he's at home.

Now, hang up.

What's up? Did he speak?

-He's not even uttering a word.
-Keep at it.

Okay, sir.

What happened, Anu?

-What's that?
-Sir, in Hyderabad...

Hold on.

What do you want now?

I'm a little held up
at the office today.

I can't come home immediately.

Can you come around evening?

Who asked you to come?

I don't need you.
I'm going there to meet your dad.

You take care of your work.

Tell me.

A r*pe and m*rder case
in Hyderabad.

The accused boys seem
to be hiding in Chennai.

How do we go about it, sir?

Oh, is it? Do one thing...

You take this
and give that to me.

Ask the Hyderabad police
to deal with this.

I shall hunt for these guys.

-Sounds good?
-Sir...

Please, sir. Give that to me.

-Take this! Give that!
-Okay, sir.

Stick it on the notice board!

You know what will happen
if Dad sees him.

That officer
must not suspect anything.

You won't be in any trouble
because of me.

I swear to you.

-Listen...
-Tell me, senior.

-That laundry guy is here.
-Where?

Sir...

-How much?
-₹80.

Had you left the moment
I told you not to come,

you could have made it
even earlier.

Hectic work schedule?

Shall we go in?

Anu, did he find out?

Either way, we must handle it.

-Dad's asleep, right?
-Yes.

He worries me
more than this guy.

Sir, Dad's asleep.

If you can tell me
what the matter is,

I shall inform him
once he is awake.

He's asleep?

So, he's alive?

Then what's this?

I need a death certificate
for my father.

I am aware of everything.

Still, you're the one who got this.

So, go ahead. Explain.

-Kuzhandhai!
-Dad?

Dad!

Dad! Dad, look here.

-Kuzhandhai!
-Don't worry, Dad. Look...

Kuzhandhai! Kuzhandhai!

Where is Kuzhandhai?
Where did you lose him?

It's nothing, Dad. Look at me.

Kuzhandhai...

The m*rder*r...

must be someone
who is mentally unstable.

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

-Are you a broker?
-Dad!

-She called you, right?
-No, sir.

I won't sell my house! No way!

All of you are trying to snatch
that house from me! Get lost!

-Sir, sir...
-I said leave!

-Leave now!
-Sir, please...

-Get out! Now!
-Dad, no! Please, listen to me.

-Leave or else I'll k*ll you!
-He is your fan!

-Leave or else I'll--
-Hold on, sir.

Sir, I am your fan.

I'm here for your autograph.

-He's your fan.
-My fan?

-Is it?
-Yes, sir.

-May I have your autograph?
-Oh, sure!

Here, sir.

Anu, get me my pen.

Go and get it.

For a blow with such a force
that will damage her nerve...

probably...

the m*rder*r must be
around 5 to 5.4 feet tall.

Sir...

-I need one more favour.
-Go ahead, tell me.

-Can I take a photo with you?
-Yes, of course!

Will you help me click the photo?

Come closer.

Sir...

you forgot this.

Yes, I got this certificate.

I don't care if my father
is alive in the records or not.

But I want him alive and with me.

For that, I will get that certificate
a hundred times if I have to.

He is my father, sir!

Remember, I am a very big fan
of your father.

I can understand your situation...

but if things go beyond control...

no one can help you.

Hello.

Tell me.

The m*rder weapon is a pen?

I'll be there.

Take good care of your father.

Anu, I feel
we must have told him the truth.

It's too late.

He already suspects
that Dad is the m*rder*r.

I won't be surprised
if he comes again tomorrow.

He meets all the criteria.

Sir?

If you start forgetting your past
all of sudden,

how would that make you feel?

I'll go mad, sir.

Fine, let's go.

I wonder what happened to him.

He hasn't even called
since yesterday.

Shall we go and check on him once?

First, both of you
switch off your phones.

If something happens to Ahmed,
then I'll make the man suff--

Switch off your phones
and put them in the bag.

Next target, the other two guys.

Anger will drive
one of them here...

and fear will drive
the other one here.

No matter what, both of them...

will definitely come.