02x03 - Four Murders and a Funeral

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- This house is a mess!
- Max, are you crazy?

What do you think you are doing?

I told you, I just need my black tie.

I know I kept it here…

It was here!

To hell with your black tie!

You know you can't be here!

The cops are looking for you!

Screw the cops. Screw the world.

You are hardly ever home.

And when you are,

you just want to mess with my head.

What kind of a husband are you?

I'm back… back in black!

Yes.

Oh, my baby! Come to Daddy!

- Leave the child alone.
- Come to Daddy.

You are the worst dad in the world.

- Just leave her alone.
- Come here. Shut up, b*tch!

You'll drop her. Put her down.

Shut up!

Tie. The tie!

- Hey!
- Where is it?

Will you stop making a scene now?

- Where is it?
- Stop yelling! The neighbors can hear you.

This place is a dump.

You might not have any shame, but I do.

Nothing is in its place!

- You're hurting my ears, woman!
- And you're hurting my head!

I'm the one taking care of everything!
You, the kids, this house!

I need to go to the funeral, okay?

And I need to be in a stupid suit.

Now I have the pants and jacket.

What I need is the bloody tie!

Why do you want to go there?

Thom's men are angry with you.

That's exactly why I need to go there,
you dumb b*tch!

I need my bloody tie.
Where is it?

No, my baby! No!

No!

Oh, hell!

This doesn't look good.

{\an8}Yeah, just waiting on the luggage.

Listen, I'll call you in the evening.

Me too, sweety. Bye.

g*n permit, please.

Yeah.

And what about the other one?

Damn it!

Sir, I need your g*n permit.

What happened here?

I thought I'd carry my fix
since it's a dry state.

And now, it's all wet in here.

You should've carried a new bottle.
A sealed one.

It was a brand new sealed bottle.

But then I took a few sips
on my way to the airport.

I was flying for the first time.

The liver needed some boost.

What a mess!

Sir, your g*n permit, please.

Do you have a permit
for that bottle too?

Hello, sir. Permit?

Hello, sir. Permit?

Hello, sir.

Sir, do you want
an Inner Line Permit for Nagaland?

I don't need it.

But they won't let you in otherwise.

How about a hotel then?
Nothing less than the Taj Mahal.

- Or maybe a lady of the night--
- Lay off, man!

Why so serious?
Did they confiscate your bottle?

- Meghna Barua.
- Imran Ansari.

This is my colleague,
Inspector Hathi Ram Chaudhary.

Inspector Isaac will take you
to your guest house. Okay?

Please consider him your guide here.

And get some rest today.

We can talk tomorrow.

Come, let's go.

Weren't we supposed to go
to the funeral with you?

I'm sorry but it's risky.

We had to impose a curfew
in some areas.

We're not tourists here, SP Barua.
We're here to investigate this case.

Would have been better
if you were tourists.

Thom died in your city, officers.

Under your watch.

Most of his men think
this investigation is a cover-up.

So, it'd be better for your safety--

Our safety isn't your
responsibility, ma'am.

Your responsibility is to provide us
with information and ground support.

So, please…

That's a great start.
Let's go.

By the way,

who all are attending the funeral?

It's Jonathan Thom's funeral.
All of Nagaland is coming.

Is his son Reuben coming too?

I hope not.

He had released a statement,

promising a reward of ten lakhs
for those three in the confession video.

Sorry, is there a question there?

Is that a cover-up in your opinion?

So no one questions the feud between
the father and the son at this point?

ACP Ansari,
my responsibility is to provide

information and ground support to you,

not my opinion.

Besides, if my opinion had mattered, you
two wouldn't be here in the first place.

In that case, ma'am,
how about some information?

There's a drug supplier here
named Max Rizu.

Anything that would help get to him.

We are also on the lookout for him.

He's been underground for a month now.

How about someone from his g*ng?
Someone we can question?

Give us a list of all the names.

Makes life easier for both of us.

Holy sh*t!

Please leave your g*ns in the car.

You asked for my opinion,

so here it is.

Leave them behind.

- Isaac.
- Yes, ma'am.

I think you should stay here
at the entrance, okay?

Okay.

- All okay here?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Send Lotha to the chapel area.
- Okay, ma'am.

My boss died in your city.

You better do your job, or else…

Let me handle this, please.

Why have you got them here?

Why have you got them here?

They're only doing their job.

Their job was to protect him
when he was there.

Search them.

Make sure they don't have any weapons.

Let's go.

- You two please wait in the car.
- But my ID card?

You'll get it. Just go, please.

- What happened?
- Please.

His son Reuben is here.

Isaac, come in.

I need backup here!

Who the hell are you to not let me in?

He was my father, you as*h*le!

Reuben, please.

Not today.

He was trying to stop me.

This is my father's funeral.

This is not the time or place.

I'll sh**t this b*stard!

Put your g*ns down!

Try me.

I'll sh**t.

Easy, easy!

Please! Please, just stop!

Reuben, easy!

- Easy.
- Put it down.

Put it down.

Reuben.

Reuben.

Let go of him, come on.

I didn't start it, Uncle Ken.

I'm asking you to end it.

Please.

Is one dead body not enough for today?

Put it down!

I said, put it down.

Reuben, please.

Please.

It's okay. Please.

It's okay. Relax.

Please.

Please.

Relax.

Go…

go to your mom.

She needs you today.

Yes, go to her.

- Escort Reuben's men out of here, okay?
- Yes, ma'am.

Didn't I tell you guys…

to wait in the car?

Go easy on them, officer.

It's their first day in Nagaland.

Takes a little time
to understand this place.

Excuse me.

Hello, sir.

He was the officer
I was telling you about, sweety.

Hello, ma'am.

Sir, this is Mr. Kapil Reddy,

Special Advisor
to the Government of India.

Jai Hind, sir.

Sir, may I ask you something?

Since you know the family so well.

Why did Reuben split with his father?

Who knows?

Maybe it was a political fallout.

Or maybe something personal.

I was afraid you wouldn't come.

I remembered your words.

The last time we came here,

I was barely eighteen.

I didn't want to come…

but you said…

"One must say goodbye to one's family."

I understand.

You had your reasons to hate him.

But he is no more.

And someone needs to take charge.

Don't ask me to join his party.

It's not just about the party.

There are bigger things at stake here.

Things that belong to us.

Not to me.

I don't need his money.

Don't say that.

You can use it for our people,
you can use it for our land.

You'll be able to help them.

Think of all the difference you can make.

Ma'am, it's time.

One more thing.

Two cops are here from Delhi.

They shouldn't dig too much.

Do me a favor.

Please, don't put him next to her.

God bless you.

I'm sorry.

Putting all speculations to rest,
Reuben Thom attended his father's funeral

at the Naga All Christians
burial home in Kohima,

leading to a moment of tension
with his father's party members.

Meanwhile, there is still
no information of the three

who confessed to k*lling Jonathan Thom
in the video that has since gone viral.

We will not let outside
mercenaries exploit us.

- Please try again later.
- Answer the call, Your Royal Highness.

That traitor Jonathan Thom…

We would like to remind our viewers
that Reuben Thom

had put out a reward of ten lakhs
on their information…

Renu hasn't been answering
my calls since morning.

So I thought I'd try calling
from another number.

But you seem busy.
I'll come back later.

It's okay, sir.
Give me a second, please.

Listen, I'll have to call you back.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll call you before you sleep.

Me too.

Girlfriend, is it?

You never mentioned this.

Please.

{\an8}U?

Meaning?

Like "U" and "I"?

Seems like it has gotten pretty serious.

Please make your call, sir.
Pacify the wife.

If you were still the junior
who once reported to me,

I would have made you squeal.

But alas, you're the boss now.

- Stop it, sir.
- I'll be right back.

- Hello?
- Don't hang up on me, please.

I'm your husband, damn it.
Not some guy trying to sell you a loan.

Fine, tell me.

I have been calling since morning.

I've been worried sick.

Is everything alright?

Hello?

Come on, I hope everything's fine!

Absolutely. All's well.

Since the house help didn't show up,

I have the privilege of handling
all the household chores.

Moreover, my period started this morning.

And now, hearing your voice
is just the icing on the cake.

Anything else?

You just take care of yourself, okay?

And how's that kid doing?

Oh, right! You mean the kid
whose name you don't know?

He's great.

He neither eats nor speaks.

All that he does is
wet his bed in his sleep.

So, it's been laundry time since morning.

Listen, Renu, he witnessed
his mother being mauled by a bus.

Give him some time.
He'll be fine. Okay?

- I'll get going--
- When are you coming back?

You'll be back before
Siddharth's birthday, right?

Listen, I'll try my best but--

My name is Renu Aunty.

What is yours?

After the m*rder, Thom's supporters
had attacked Rose's house

and created a ruckus.

We have posted two constables there since.

Did you get the call details of
the phone booth at the railway station

from where Rose had made the call?

The head office is on it.

That's the house.

Where are the guards?

{\an8}They must be on a tea break.

{\an8}Nobody wants to protect
these people, you see.

That's her father.

Bullshit.

I no father.

I no daughter.

He is lying.

All of them, liars.

Hey…

want a cigarette?

Give me some change, I'll get it.

Who are you talking to?

What are you guys doing here?

How many times should I tell you?

I have nothing to do with that b*tch.

Sister, they have come from Delhi.

Really? All the way from Delhi?

Welcome, sir. Welcome.

May I offer you some refreshments?

Please calm down, sister.

They just want to ask you
a few things.

Where is Rose?

When did I last see her?

I'm sure that's what you want to ask too.

It's been eight long years.

You must've spoken to her on the phone…

haven't you?

Why?

Because she's dead to me.

Ever heard of a Raghu Paswan?

Did Rose know Thom?

She must have had a reason to k*ll him.

Why do you think she k*lled him?

Ever seen a monster?

Thom was a monster.

Where's this picture from?

Hey! Want a cigarette?

Give me money,

I'll get it for you.

Did Reddy ever see a picture of Rose?

Yes.

But he never mentioned that
she used to work in his wife's hotel.

We should go to the wife's hotel.

Can you go by yourself, sir?

I have another lead to chase.

Sure thing.

And what do we do with our man here?

Are you sure you don't
want to go anywhere else?

Yes, certain.

The roads here are terrible.

They seem to have triggered
my boss's sciatica nerve pain.

My back's hurting
a lot since last night.

You please rest.

One more thing.

Please get me my ID card back.

Without it,
I can't be out investigating anyway.

Sure.

{\an8}Let's head to the station.

He's gone. Let's go.

Hey, taxi!

I didn't get Rose's parents.

Her mother thinks Thom's a monster.

The father, on the other hand,
was bawling like a baby at his funeral.

Isaac mentioned that Rose's father
worked for Thom for fourteen years.

And his own daughter would m*rder Thom?

Hey, stop here!

Pull over.

I'll get a bus from here.

- Be careful, sir.
- See you.

Wait…

What?

Keep this with you.

I can't be carrying a g*n here
without my ID card.

Let's go.

Hey, wait for me!

Have you seen him around?

Side, side, side.

Brother, hold up.

- Wait. Wait.
- Sir…

Have you seen this guy around?

He's a laborer and travels here often.

You can try the car shed, sir.

Since the general waiting
room is always crammed,

most of these laborers
usually stay at the car shed.

Where is it?

Just walk along the track
of platform number three.

- That one?
- This one right here.

Oh, this one.

Hello, sir.
How may I help you?

Imran Ansari. ACP, Delhi Police.

I would like to speak
to Mrs. Grace Reddy.

Sure, sir.

Have you seen this man around?

No.

- Are you sure?
- We haven't seen him.

I saw her picture in the news.

She's the main suspect, right?

Yes, but what I meant was…

have you ever met her?

No.

Why are you asking this?

Are you sure, ma'am? Because…

she worked in your hotel for two years.

See.

Oh!

Look…

I run seven hotels in the North East.

There are four hundred people
who work for me.

I can't possibly remember each of them.

But I can check with my manager.

You're right.

She used to work for us.

But we fired her.

Apparently, she was a drug addict.

My security caught her stealing
from one of our rooms.

I'd never forget an employee like that.

Thom gets m*rder*d at
the conference venue organized by Reddy.

And the main suspect turns out
to be an ex-employee of his wife.

Even if they themselves
don't remember the girl,

how come nobody from their
hotel jogged their memory?

Rose's picture is all over the media.

Sir, my phone's battery is running out.
Let me call you back later.

Did you find anything there?

Hello.

Raghu!

Hey!

Run! It's the bloody cops!

Raid.

Stop right there!

They are getting away.

Stop!

I'm a cop! Stop right there!

I said I'm a cop.
Let me show you my ID card.

Don't you get it?
I'm a bloody cop.

Alright then,
note down this number.

He's the top lawyer in Nagaland.

Give him my reference when you call him.

The name is Bittu Rehman.

He'll get you out in just
five thousand rupees. Okay?

{\an8}Once a case is filed,
it's jail time, baby.

Are you getting my point?
Where are you from?

- Chunchunapur.
- Chunchunapur!

You're a long way from home.
Don't you want to go back?

Hello!

Sir, it's me.

What are you doing on the wrong side?

Tell them I'm from the Delhi Police.

Why don't you show them your ID?

Don't have it on me. Nor my g*n.

Hope you have your wallet.

I don't have any change.

Relax, Chaudhary sir.

I have a tab here.

When did I tell you my name?

I'm a curious guy, sir.

Besides, it's not every day that
the Kohima SP comes to receive someone

at the airport.

You seem to know your way around cops.

In my line of work, that's essential.

In any case,

when you spend six years in and out
of cop stations and courtrooms,

you kind of learn with experience.

I ain't kidding.

I got tangled up in a stupid case!

Every two months,
the case comes up for a hearing.

The lawyer brays for a bit.

The judge postpones it to another day.

All you can do is wait.

Dimapur is a long way
from my hometown Gorakhpur.

So, I shifted base here.

What are the charges?

On me?

The same one that they
almost charged you with today.

I was a drug mule.

Smuggled drugs between Dimapur and Delhi.

He's the one I'm looking for.

He traveled here a couple
of days back on the Avadh Assam Mail.

He used to work for some Max Rizu.

Everyone here works for Max.

There were a couple
of other dealers earlier,

but road accidents got them.

It's the mountain roads, you see.

You can never be too careful.

Were those Max's doings?

That's beyond his pay grade.

Who then?

The one whose m*rder
you came here to investigate.

Thom?

Sir, the thing is…

every consignment that comes
from Myanmar into Nagaland

belongs to Thom.

Sir, you're getting a call.

Yes, sir. Tell me.

We've traced the address of the number
Rose called from the phone booth.

So, Max Rizu used to work for Thom?

They were hand in glove
for the last five years.

But when Max got too big for his boots,
Thom started looking for a new dealer.

A month ago, Thom's consignment
worth seventy crores was seized in a raid.

Was it Max's doing?

Can't say for sure,
but everyone thinks it's him.

We should have got this information
from Meghna Barua.

Yeah, right.

Some laborers were
also arrested in that raid.

She didn't even tell us about that.

I hope you didn't have trouble
finding the place.

- I could have picked you up.
- Jai Hind, ma'am.

That's alright.

Just tell us who we are meeting here.

Esther Shipong.

She's a doctor at the rehab.
Clean record.

Yes.

She had called me that night.

She was in a panic.

Was asking for help.

Why didn't you call the police?

She was my patient, ma'am.

She had called me in confidence.

Okay.

What help was she asking for?

She was looking for a place to hide.

But, I refused.

Why?

She was a patient, after all.
You should have helped her.

It was all over the news by then.

How long have you known her?

It's been about eight years.

We met in Kohima.

In a rehab center just like this one.

She had run away from the hotel
she was working at.

I was dealing with my own issues then.

And we became close.

My husband had died
a week into my pregnancy.

But the child gave me
a reason to live.

Mom, I'm hungry.

I'll be right there.

Just wait a bit.

But… Rose had no such reason in her life.

She ran away and started using again.

Did she ever talk about Jonathan Thom?

Ma'am…

She's not just your patient anymore.
She's now a suspect in a m*rder case.

So, please tell us whatever you know.

She was his mistress.

Thom was a very colorful man,

but I'm not so sure if we can
trust her information.

At least we got something from her.

Ma'am, we've received some
intel about a drug raid here

that happened a month ago.
Some laborers were arrested in that raid.

If you could arrange
for us to question them…

Also, we don't need your guide
and your car from tomorrow.

We'll manage.

Sure.

Have they arrived from the lockup?

Yes, sir, they are here.

You've come just in time.

They'll have to leave
for the court in ten minutes.

Have you seen him around?

No, sir.

I haven't seen him before.

Sir, where is he from?

Chhapra.

- Dholi!
- Yes?

Seems like it's someone from your village.

This is Raghu, sir.

How do you know him?

We've been mules
on the same trip a few times.

When was the last time you saw him?

About a month and a half back.

Have you ever seen this girl with him?

Does she limp?

What do you mean?

Once, at the railway station,

a girl did come to meet him.

I saw her from afar, so I don't
remember her face too well.

But she was a local,

and she had a limp.

Has anyone else ever come to meet him?

No, but he has a relative living here.

Raghu used to visit him sometimes.

Do you know his name?

His name…

It was Manoj, I think.

He works at the vegetable market here.

Sir!

Sir, you can let me rot inside.

But… please get my son out.

He had a roadside food stall in Delhi.

Lost everything to the pandemic.

Sir…

it was his first time.

I was the one who brought him here.

It was my fault.

{\an8}Okay, great.
I'll check it right away.

We've got two text messages translated

that Rose had sent to Thom
two days before the m*rder.

"I will be there on Monday night.
Make sure it's ready."

She sent another one a minute later.

"Sorry for hiding it from you for so long.
I had no choice."

What exactly was Rose hiding from Thom?

We've got Thom's call records as well.

Guess who called him
on the night he was m*rder*d?

The call that got him
all enraged at the bar.

Who?

It was Max Rizu.

Who the hell is this now?

What happened?

We are being tailed.

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

{\an8}- Come out.
- Get out!

- Hey!
- Get out!

- Get out!
- Hey, easy!

- Hey!
- Hey!

State Police!

- Hey!
- State Police!

State Police! Back off.

Back off.

Show me your ID.

Police!

Lay off!

What?

Don't touch anything.

Isaac, take pictures

and wait for
the forensic team to get here.

He is the one you were looking for.

Max Rizu.

Give him his ID card.

Thank you
for the timely information, ma'am.

And why were your officers following us?

What makes you think

every person in my department
works for me?

Then who do they work for?

Yes.

They went to meet her parents.

Spoke to her mother.

And what did she say?

Nothing much.

And one more thing.

One of them has also
been to Grace Reddy's hotel.

We need to act before it's too late.

Call Reddy. Call him now.

Brother, we have information
on those three.

Mom, I have to go now.

We found those three
who released that video.

Listen, don't do anything stupid.

Reuben!

Come on.

Device paired.