01x09 - Lights Out

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I want to go home.

A walk in the park at 8:00 every morning,

then goes to medical store at 10:00.

Attends Narcotics Anonymous
meetings thrice a week.

This kind of a man,
how did he end up in jail?

My term at medical college
was almost getting over.

I was really worried
if I was gonna pass or fail.

And because of that,
I ended up making a huge mistake.

I still feel embarrassed

to talk about the things
that happened in the jail.

Jail was nothing short of hell for Angad.

He was in jail for seven years,

and every night
after the lights were turned off,

he was r*ped.

Abha, every night.

After all those years of r*pe and abuse,
when he was finally released,

he was a broken man.

And to deal with his depression,
he started using drugs.

He was a drug addict for three years.

Because of all this,
he distanced himself from his family, too.

But he picked up his life again.

With NA's help, he fought his addiction.

He got a diploma in pharmacy,
and opened his chemist shop.

Angad has already
been through a lot in his life.

Okay, listen, I'm out right now.
I'll call you later, okay?

No, no boyfriend.

How about you?

Do you have a girlfriend? Wife?

So, J, I think
this is your favorite jacket.

No, no. I was at the canteen.

I mean, I still am. The tea break is on.

Yeah, I'll take care of the visa.

I spoke to the agent.

Of course, I'll visit you there.

So I can also come to the US.

Okay, Al, I got to go right now.

I'll call you on Sunday, all right?

Sorry, that was my younger brother.

He studies at a boarding school in Shimla.

You know what? He's got admission
in a really big school in Philadelphia.

I was also in a boarding.

Really? Where?

Nainital.

Muhammad is the prophet of Allah...

Yeah, Avinash,
this drawing appears to be Siya's.

-I want color photocopies of this.
-Yes, sir.

And where's Zeba?

Look, it's not like you think it is.

How can this be ignorance?

It's not just me,

the entire team is working on this case
round the clock. I...

Even a watch works round the clock, ma'am.

But could it stop any of this?

There have already been two murders

and they were even broadcasted
on national TV.

And you couldn't even catch
a single suspect.

Suspect...

Now people have started circulating jokes
about this case and Delhi Crime Branch.

Look, this case is like
a delicate glass vase.

If we don't handle it with utmost care,
it will shatter.

The case may or may not shatter,

but who can stop Kabir Sawant's image
from shattering?

Look, Abha, I really don't know
what's in that drawing.

But look, no one at the Crime Branch
should feel that we know about Siya, okay?

Sir, it's been two months,
and we're still going around in circles.

And how long can I fool the media with
these stupid, absolutely idiotic excuses?

From social media to victims' families,

everyone's coming up with their own
conspiracy theories about this case.

And I have to deal with all of that.

-Just relax, Zeba.
-Sir, I will relax...

when the assigned team
stops being relaxed about this case.

Their laxness is affecting us.

On the entire team, sir.

Done?

Look, Zeba,
this is not an ordinary k*ller

and this is not an ordinary case.

So if it needs time, so be it.

As far as the team, Kabir is making
steady progress with them.

And I'm sure
they'll soon get a good breakthrough.

Okay, Kabir, tell me, what should we do
to control the media?

Let's get a notice from the court
and send it to the media

that without our permission,

they won't air any k*lling videos
on national television.

There you go, Zeba.

Sir.

I have something else to discuss with you.

Sir, Doctor Sabharwal is here
with his wife.

-Okay, send him in.
-Yes, sir.

Abha...

Siya is absolutely fine. She is alive.

I told you. I knew...

Sir, where did you find this?

Vasant Vihar.

A guy found it on the road
while he was on his morning walk.

And this writing?

It's the other missing girl's, Gayatri.

Her parents are also coming here
to confirm it.

Avinash, this is our first real clue
in months.

I've dispatched the search teams.

Abha.

Gayatri...

I have Avinash's best interests in mind,

but why are we mixing one soup with other?

Our soup... I mean, our case is about
the Ravan k*ller.

And, sir, missing person cases
are handled by a different department.

These soups might be different,

but maybe the cook is one and the same.

Or do you think all the criminals in Delhi
have started limping now?

What do you mean?

Look at his right leg.

-Isn't it shorter?
-It is.

Doesn't it look like he's limping?

Sir, it's a child's drawing,
not a police sketch artist.

There's no logic in children's drawing.

When my daughter draws a horse,
it looks like a donkey to me.

You tell me.

Recovery is not a destination,
it's a journey.

Right? Now that you've bought the ticket,

just take the window seat
and enjoy the ride.

Caught you, finally.

I noticed you here last time, too,

Oh, no. I'm not... I was just...

I thought you left Delhi because of me.

Here?

Hey, Kabir.

I mean, I know him. And you are?

One of my patients wants to take up
your twelve-step program.

So I decided to attend a couple of
open sessions and check it out.

-Yes, very impressive.
-Yes, JP.

No, it's okay. Prakash knows about it.

Did the gag orders for media
get issued yet?

Lot of people got help here.

To bar them from telecasting crime videos.

Abha is waiting.

Keep visiting us, Doc.

He didn't tell me his name.

Doctor Avinash Sabharwal.

Actually, our peon overheard everything
Khanna said the other day

and he told me...

You should have called me, too.

So attending NA meetings
is not safe anymore.

Yeah. I don't know how Kabir got there.

Abha...

till now, I've managed
by making everybody believe that

it's the kidnapper's doing.

I'll have to come forward.

I'll have to meet Angad.

You never know, I might get
some new information from him.

Stop, stop, let me pay you now.

The food wasn't bad.

Are you okay?

What happened?

I don't know, just feeling a little low.

-Maybe I got the flu or something.
-Come here.

You probably caught the flu that's
going around in the campus. It's okay.

Take a crocin and get some rest,
you'll be fine by tomorrow. Come on.

What the f*ck, the drug has expired.

It's okay, dude, just give me one.

What if you die?

I won't be able
to look after our clinic alone.

Wait, I'll be right back.

Hey, Mr. Pandey.

Listen.

Wait till I get back,
I must rush to the washroom.

My roomie Avinash has high fever.

I just want to grab crocin
from the first aid kit.

Don't stop me, man.

Okay, you know what, just open the door.

By the time you get back,

I'll take the medicines
and give you the keys.

Don't mess with anything,
I'll lose my job.

I've not even messed with a girl, Pandey,
what are you talking about?

You think I'll flirt
with chalk and duster?

I've been here
for about five years now.

Hey, look where you are going!
Are you blind?

Fire! Fire! Fire!

Pandey!

Pandey, open the door, b*stard!

Pandey! Fire!

Someone open the door!

The room is on fire. Pandey!

Someone open the door!

Open the door!

Look down... the keys!

Avinash!

-Sir, I was scared.
-Move, move.

-Sir, please try to understand.
-Move, please move.

I just wanted to burn
the answer sheets, sir.

Okay, okay.

Sir, I didn't know Himanshu was in there.

-Sir, I was scared. Please, sir.
-Come on, come on.

Should I take it before sleeping or after?

Brother, will Yamraj come and give you
the pills after you sleep?

Bhola, stop talking nonsense.

Sir, take it before you sleep,
and after dinner.

-Okay, thank you.
-Welcome, sir.

Give me one strip of crocin, please.

Sure.

Angad?

Avinash Sabharwal.

-Remember?
-Yeah.

Do you remember Shabban's jaggery tea?

Let's have a cup of tea
to relive those days.

Now... maybe some other day.

The shop is open at this time.
It'll be difficult.

We'll be back soon. Come on.

What brings you here?

You... do you live around here?

No, I was here to meet a friend.
But ran into another.

It's easy for you to say.

Trust me, it's not.

Anyway, what about this shop?

Didn't you complete your MBBS?

How could I?

When I got out of the jail,

my life and confidence, both were screwed.

My father had a piece of land
in the village.

I sold that and bought this shop.

-How is it going?
-Fine.

And how is your family?

Yeah, they are back in my village.
I don't go there. They must be fine.

-Bhola!
-Yes, brother.

Turn on the generator.

I'm trying, but it's not turning on.

-I think it's broken.
-Then call the electricity board!

I called them. They say it'll take an hour
to restore electricity.

One...

Hey, do something, man!

Next time, tea for sure, okay?

Avinash.

Who has seen tomorrow?

Let's go have tea.

GUPTA SNACKS SHOP

It's hard to get over drug addiction.

And look at the irony of life.

The cough syrup I was addicted to once,

is being sold in my shop now.

With doctor's prescription.

It's a journey.

I'm sitting at the window seat
and enjoying the ride.

But sometimes I worry
if I would end up in a tunnel again.

I'm tired of fighting the darkness.

Every night the lights would
get turned off

and random men would come in my cell.

Soon I was so scared of darkness,
I didn't know what to do.

Bhola, turn on the generator.

All the lights in Angad's flat
were on the whole night.

Angad's weakness is

He's scared of the dark.

Vinegar.

Scientifically it is called
weak acetic acid.

But it's the floor cleaner.

It's an invisible gas, Siya,
which upon entering the throat,

causes a lot of irritation.

In my throat?

His.

-Sister, what if like last time...
-We won't fail this time, Siya.

And don't worry.

He cannot do anything to us, okay?

Because if he wanted to harm us,
he would have done it by now.

Isn't it?

So why give up now?

What will you do this time?

How are you going to repair the car?

How will you repay the bank loan?

How will you commit m*rder?

-Avi, we're...
-Doing it for Siya.

Come on.

Let's think.

Her kidnapper is in the jail.

He's blamed for all these crimes.

And just like this, we're here

having breakfast, the three of us.

Perfect happy family.

And then when you look at me, Abha,

Yeah, tell me.

No, no, I'm just finishing up
at Angad's house.

Did you get the tickets?

No, no, if you want to sit
in the front row,

then you can go and watch it alone.

I want the sofa seat.

Yeah, yeah, it's called recliner. Okay?

Why? Why at the theatre?

Won't you pick me from home?

Okay, but be there on time.

Okay, now hang up. I have to get to work.

Can I depend on you, Joseph?

-Anything for you, ma'am.
-Great.

Then that settles our score.

Bring it here.

Please help yourself.

If you don't like bottles, then we have
cans as well in the fridge.

-No, bottle is just fine.
-All right then.

Actually, ma'am,
I gave these b*stards an earful

for whatever happened that day.

In fact, I never celebrate my birthday.

But these party workers
are like my children.

I can't deprive them of their happiness.

But, yeah, that doesn't mean, Ms. Zeba,

that your officer was at fault that day.

It was all his fault.

If you want to put up my posters,

and banners, you can do it,
do it wherever you like.

Do as you please.

But why during the day?

Why at rush hour?
Why can't you do it in the night?

Since the nights are cooler
and so is the mood.

So you are the one whom Kabir hit?

Yes, ma'am. But it's okay...

What have you done?

There is a deep cut on his head, blood...

Is there anyone out there?

Hey, what are you waiting for?
Go and get yourself bandaged.

Angad?

Remember?

-Angad, move on.
-It's easy for you to say.

Trust me, it's not.

You know, I was thinking of
quitting my job.

Why?

Meghna, an old friend of mine came
to see me yesterday.

From my medical college days.

He came to buy the same medicine

which Himanshu went to get
from the staff room.

-Himanshu...
-Angad...

Everything I'm trying to run from
is suddenly coming back to me.

I don't know what to do.

-I can't handle this.
-Angad, listen.

Don't start it all over again, okay?

I can only see darkness here.

Do you have anything right now?

I'm at the shop.

Keep it inside immediately,
lock up the shop and go home. Okay?

I'm coming. I'm coming there.

Where does he live?

New Town.

Who's there?

Who's there?

Who's there?

Who's there?

Get off! Get off!

What do you want?

Help! Help! Help me!

Help! Help!

Who's there?

What do you want?

Who's there?

Who's there?

Hey!

Hello, Shanky.

Yeah, one second,
I'm just getting out of the lift.

One second... Thanks.

Shanky, yeah, I was saying...

I was saying
why don't you do the corrections.

One minute, aunty, let me help.

Give it to me.

Yeah, tell me.

Okay, no, no, that you send to them first.

Yeah, then send it to me.

Yeah, yeah. Tell me.

Yeah, no, you send it to them, no,
directly, first.

Then send it to me, okay?

Okay, cool. Okay, Shanky.
I'll talk to you later. Okay, bye.

Hey, is Angad...

Angad?

Kabir!

Kabir, a man just left the house.

He went down the stairs.

Kabir.

A video has been uploaded
from Angad's account.

-Prakash.
-Yes, sir.

There's been another m*rder.

-Same Ravan k*ller.
-Where, sir?

Where are you, sir?

-In Vasant Kunj. I'm sending the location.
-Okay, sir.

Kabir, the man who just left,
he was walking normally,

-he wasn't limping.
-Are you sure?