[rhythmic underscore builds]
-[Harish] Param! -[music stops]
[laughter]
You know what he says to me, Mathur sahab?
Says, "Let's tell the police that I was driving the car.
I'll go to jail instead of you." [laughs]
Papa, you called?
-Yes. -Oh, hey! Param!
-[Param] Namaste. -How are you, son?
Good.
Mathur sahab, he takes after you. Huh?
You looked exactly like this when you were young.
Amazing, right? [chuckles]
Param, there's a red file on the table in my room.
Sure. I'll be back.
-[retreating footsteps] -[Tony sighs]
Mathur sahab, having a son is the greatest joy.
They carry forward our legacy, continue our work,
save us tax, and lighten our load.
-[bouncy music plays] -[Tony chuckles]
Dad, how do I save tax?
-Son, what do you do? -I just wander around all day.
And yet, money keeps hitting your account.
Oh!
That's how you cut down my taxes.
Dad, that's a very smart idea.
Son, he's the one who gave me that smart idea.
Even he takes half the payment under Param's name.
-Right, Mathur sahab? -[music stops]
-[Param] Papa, file. -Yes. [clears throat]
-Tony, sign on the fifth and sixth pages. -Yes.
[Tony] Alright.
One, two, three, four… five.
[theme music playing]
[music stops]
They also have IAS exam coaching here.
[JP] Look, that's Rajaratan standing there.
[Suraj] The location is good, JP.
-And your old office is close. -Yes.
He's asking for too much rent.
-We'll take care of that. -Yes, let's see.
-Let's see if we like the place first. -Right.
Hey, Lalit bhai! We hear the building is haunted.
That's just ways for others to lower the rent!
-I see. -There's no such thing as ghosts.
Please go in.
-[Suraj] It looks good, JP. -[hopeful music playing]
We'll have all this junk thrown out.
Useless.
We'll keep the cupboard right here. It'll be useful.
-Sure. -And here, we'll put the…
the stove to make tea, that runs on electricity.
-We'll put it there. What do they call it? -"Introduction."
-Induction, JP. It's induction. -Huh?
We'll put up a huge board outside
-that will say-- -That will say…
"Advocate Suraj Beriya with…
Thakur Japtap Singh."
-Are you an idiot, JP? -[music fades out]
What's "with"? It's not a wedding invite! The word is "and".
-Come on, you talk to him. -I will. He's asking for too much rent!
Come on, Lalit bhai! You can't be serious about the rent!
-Every lawyer's eyeing this spot. -Lalit bhai, please be reasonable.
You know you're never getting what you're asking for.
The asking price is ridiculous!
Three as deposit. The rent is forty.
Twenty for brokerage. Final offer.
Three, sixty?
-Done. -[Lalit] Done.
[playful music]
[Param] Gosh…
-[Param] Ten lakh… -[Harish] Om namah shivaay!
Om namah shivaay.
-Om namah shivaay. -Hi. Borrowing the iron.
Om namah shivaay. Om namah shivaay.
-Yes, come in. -[music fades out]
-Go on! -Yes, sir.
Hello. Hi.
RAMCHANDRA BHATI HEAD CONSTABLE
-I need PCC-- -Why are you wearing a mask?
-Who? -You.
Well, sir, I've got a throat infection.
Take it off.
-You might catch the infection. -I'll be fine. Take it off.
-So I need-- -Take it off completely.
Oh! I see!
It's you.
Order some samosas, man!
-The boy loves to eat. Huh? -No, sir. It's…
-I just had my lunch, sir. -I see. I thought you only ate degrees.
Huh?
What brings you here?
Sir, I'm applying for a visa, so I need PCC.
-Where are you planning to go? -Canada, sir.
Canada!
Wow, nice! Congratulations!
Thank you, sir.
[pen skimming paper]
If you could provide me with a PCC, it would be a big help.
Hmm.
That's not going to happen. It's tough.
Why not?
Why not?! Your name is listed in the GD entry.
-Sir, it was a mistake-- -[Bhati] Mistake?
That was an infraction.
It was a crime.
A crime that would have kept you behind bars if it wasn't for your lawyer!
A mistake!
I can't do it.
-I'm answerable to my seniors. -No, sir. You can.
Please. Do something, sir.
It's a request, sir. Please, do something.
Look, something can be done.
But… it will require letters from the Governor of Manipur.
Governor of Manipur?
Manipur.
How many letters will you need, sir?
[soft clicking]
This many.
What…
-Then do this. No, listen. -No, sir. This is too much.
-I'll note it down, but it's too much. -[Bhati] Yes. No, wait. I'll tell you.
When you arrange for the letters, make an internet call.
If you make a normal call, I won't answer.
[attendant] Case number 14!
Yes, Anusha ji.
My Lord, we have withdrawn the petition for a mutual divorce
and filed a petition for a contested divorce.
Because my client Ratna Mishra was being deceived.
But by the grace of God and Your Honor's efforts,
now Ratna Mishra will get her due. My client deserves justice.
Mathur ji.
Your Honor, my client Satyavan Mishra is a law-abiding citizen.
And the truth is that he's the one
who brought this matter to the court.
Your Honor, for the last 14 years,
Ratna and Satyavan have been living independent lives.
If my client Satyavan had wanted, he could've easily remarried,
but he didn't, Your Honor.
He didn't choose the easy path. He chose the right path.
Hmm.
Ratna ji,
you tell me, what was the problem?
Sir…
they told me before the wedding that his grandmother was ill
-and I'd have to take care of her. -[gentle music playing]
A month after the wedding,
he left for the city and I started looking after Grandma.
But she used to hurl abuses at me.
She would berate me, sir.
She berated me for no reason. And…
he had no plans of returning from the city.
They never let me speak to him, and he didn't bother calling me either.
I had no choice.
-So I left that house. -[music fades out]
Anusha.
My Lord, my client deserves a fair compensation
of 20 lakh maintenance alimony with interim maintenance.
-Your Honor, compensation for what? -[low, intense music playing]
Maintenance for what?
Ratna ji is an independent woman.
She's been earning her living all these years.
So why does maintenance matter now, Your Honor?
In this case, maintenance is completely unwarranted.
In fact, I would say this is an attempt to rob a decent man.
Objection, My Lord. We're not trying to rob anyone.
They have a daughter.
Is Ratna alone expected to bear the responsibility
of raising and educating that daughter?
Your Honor, why would my client spend his hard-earned money
on someone else's child?
My Lord, here's Deepu Mishra's birth certificate.
And on the certificate, the father's name is Satyavan Mishra.
[music fades out]
When everything was mutual, there was no daughter in the picture.
Yes, My Lord, because no one was there to represent Ratna's side.
She was not even given a proper briefing.
She was also afraid to expose her daughter to the court, My Lord.
Your Honor, it's been 14 years since Ratna ran away from the house.
The certificate says the child is 12 years old.
This calculation doesn't make any sense to me, Your Honor.
And the nursing home that issued the certificate
is also where Ratna works.
-Am I right? -Yeah.
We have doubts about the authenticity of this certificate.
Instead of presenting evidence like this, it will be better
to bring the child to the court.
My Lord, I request that the child is kept away from the court proceedings.
Your Honor, I don't think Deepu Mishra even exists.
They want the court's sympathy.
They have brought this up only for the alimony.
Even if Deepu Mishra exists, claiming that Satyavan is her father,
and proving it, requires far more than this grossly inadequate evidence.
Alright. Please present the kid in the next hearing.
[somber music]
[music fades out]
Sir, if it were just three or four lakh rupees,
I would have considered a settlement.
Twenty lakh…
Satyavan ji, it's not about four lakh or twenty lakh rupees.
It's about what's right and what's wrong.
Just tell me, is she your daughter or not?
Sir, believe me.
I just…
found out myself that Ratna has a daughter.
You can have someone look into it if you want.
Satyavan ji, that's a detective's job, not a lawyer's.
What you tell me is what I'll present to the court.
Sir, that kid is not mine.
Okay then.
That is the truth for me.
Don't worry. The case is in our hands.
-I'll see you later. -[Satyavan] Yes, sir.
[Param] That lie's stinking up the place, a-Satyavan Mishra!
[whistles]
Let me work, Param!
Listen, I've got some news.
Go on.
I'm going to Canada.
What!
I'm doing it the proper way, not anything illegal. I swear to God.
Then take me along. We'll go there together!
Sure, come along. But I'm going there permanently.
You're moving to Canada?
Gotta hand it to you, Param.
That's awesome.
How did you convince Bauji?
The process has just begun.
I've got to take an exam, and it's pretty tough. So…
You broke the news as if you already got your visa and passport aligned!
Let me know if I can help.
Well, yes. That's why I brought it up.
For the PR, you need police clearance.
And the policeman is demanding 80,000 rupees.
-How much? -80,000 rupees.
Son of a-- Come on.
-Come with me. -What?
-I'll get it done for you at 800. Come on. -How much?
[Suraj] 800 rupees!
POLICE
How are you, Mr. Bhati? Namaste! How's it going?
You're a strange man.
You bring your lawyer into everything!
I'm the poor guy's friend, not his lawyer.
Mr. Bhati, you made an unreasonable demand. What does it even mean?
-What does it mean? -80,000?
[shushes] [in a hushed voice] What are you saying? Shut up.
The poor man doesn't have money to eat, and you're making demands?
Poor man?
He doesn't have money to eat, and he's going to Canada?
-How will you go? Walk the whole way? -No--
He was clearly frustrated when he came to me.
I booked the ticket for him.
He's going there for work, not a vacation. He's got a job.
At the Toronto Municipal Corporation.
-As a garbage man. -He'll pick up garbage?
-That far just to pick up trash? -No. Exact--
[Bhati] You'd be better off practicing law here.
-Mr. Bhati, they get respect there. -Who does? A garbage man?
-Or a lawyer? -Everyone.
And you and I both know how much people respect us here.
Yes.
Well, you're right.
What would be your salary?
-Sir… -Come on.
Let the boy earn some respect first.
He will deal with all that later.
Now you just…
-shake hands with me. -No, no, no. I won't shake hands.
Last time we shook hands, you really let me down.
-Not this time, Mr. Bhati. Come on. -[Bhati] No, no.
We go back a long way. Won't you shake hands with me?
-Please, Mr. Bhati. Please. -No, man. No…
-[Bhati] But… -[Suraj] Mr. Bhati, please.
-[Suraj] Try to understand. -[Bhati] You will get me
killed someday!
What happened, Bhati?
Sir. Nothing, sir.
He wanted to have this banknote checked.
It is real. It will work.
Thank you, Mr. Bhati. Thank you, sir. Thank you.
Wait, listen.
You work with Harish Mathur, right?
Yes, sir, I'm his junior.
WEAPONS ROOM
Sit.
-Sit down. -He said, sit. Sit down.
This… looks like a bank to you?
No, sir.
RAMCHANDRA BHATI
[nervously] It doesn't…
No, sir.
Think about bribing a policeman again, and you're going straight to jail.
Yes, sir.
How will our work be done, sir?
How will our work be done?
The lawful way.
Sir, this man isn't working lawfully.
If you can help me lawfully, please let me know.
Sir, his name is in the GD.
We nabbed him in the fake degree bust.
You can see for yourself.
-Show me. -Go ahead.
It's nothing, sir. It was a confusion. Nothing happened there.
Wait.
Param…
Mathur?
So, you're Harish Mathur's son!
Why didn't you say so?
Get some refreshments for the man.
-You don't know who his father is! -Who, the…
This state's most exceptional lawyer.
You'll get the clearance, son.
There's nothing to worry about. Just call up your father.
Sir, don't do that, please.
[Suraj] Sir, he's actually busy with a case.
-If we could just-- -He has an entry.
I can give him the clearance, but not like this.
Or his father might claim that I don't do my work properly.
That I'm negligent.
-What did his father say? -Sir…
-"Poor police investigation." -Get it?
Once Harish Mathur comes to the station and vouches for him,
I'll give you the clearance. You can request him.
Please talk to me.
No law allows you to demand that an adult bring in their father.
Yes, sir. He's right.
-There's no such law. -Listen, you law-practicing rookies.
You've read CRPC Section 41, right?
At any time and anywhere, on the basis of reasonable suspicion,
I can take someone in custody for 24 hours.
And you two were offering a bribe just now.
[somber music plays]
Let's go, Param.
[Suraj] Hey, wait!
Param!
[music fades out]
Give me one.
Here, sir.
Sorry, man.
Things got messy in there.
The wretched SI has a personal vendetta.
Not even a bribe can move him.
To get him to cooperate, you'll need Bauji's help.
Papa doesn't know I'm going to Canada, so don't mention it in front of him.
Have you gone mad?
You'll get me killed, man!
Why doesn't he know?
[rising piano music playing]
[music fades out]
Don't let it go out.
[indistinct yelling]
-[loud thud] -[grunts]
Sir, you're not doing your work.
You're letting your grudge against Papa and the lawyers spill over onto me!
Because you see a lawyer, not a kid trapped in these clothes!
-[screams] Bhati! -[Bhati] Sir!
The black suit, white shirt, all a perfect fit!
And yet, it feels so tight. I cannot breathe. Ask me why!
-Because it's killing my soul! -[Bhati] Hey!
-Lock him up! -[Bhati] Come on!
-[Raghvendra] Put him in! -You have a problem with my father!
Even I have a problem with my father!
-And the profession you call noble? -Come on! Shut up!
-I've got a problem with it too! -Get in!
-There's nothing noble about it! -Come on!
-[Param] Everyone's a liar! -Get in!
-Lock it up! -And no one knows that better than me!
They have put me in jail!
-Clapping! Clapping! -Shut up! Shut up! [angrily]
Sit down!
What happened?
Brother…
-this room… -[man] Yes?
feels pretty familiar to me. Ask my why.
-[man] Why? Huh? -Because I also live in a jail.
Day in, day out, seven days a week, Advocate Harish Mathur is my father!
You know, when my mother was alive, things were different.
But after she left, everything changed! He only does what he wants!
He never asked me, he only told me, "Param, you'll do LLB."
"Param, you're starting work tomorrow."
He has achieved everything. His standards are way up here!
His only dream now is for his son to become a lawyer.
Why should I be a lawyer? I don't want to be a lawyer.
Why does it say that a lawyer's son has to be a lawyer too?
But I put up with it. Come, let's all sit down.
All of us brothers with sit down here, sir.
Dude, breathe.
Hey, man!
I am Harish Mathur's son, but I am not Harish Mathur!
And why should I be forced to be like Harish Mathur?
Why should I listen to him and be a lawyer against my will?
I know there isn't one lawyer who doesn't lie,
except him!
Look, man.
Everyone knows Gandhi ji was a lawyer,
but very few know that he quit his practice. Do you know why?
-Why? -Because he had realized
that lawyers have ruined this country!
And the law is written so complexly that only lawyers can understand it!
They manipulate it however they want, bleeding the common man dry
and turning justice into a pipe dream!
[whispers] Calm down.
Sir! Sir, I'm like you!
I want to work like you,
but I'm stuck trying to work like my father, and I keep failing!
-Take it easy. -Is he coming?
-[man] He's here. -[Param] Look, he's here.
He's here.
Sir. Wait.
Sir.
I… I'm sorry, sir.
Sir, I know forging a degree is a crime.
I was desperate, sir.
Please, sir. This is my one chance to go away from all this.
Away from my father, away from practicing law.
And you're asking me to call my father.
Open it.
[Param] Sir. Please, sir.
[metal lock clicking]
[Param] Sorry, sir.
Sir, one second.
Sir! Sir, I just have to say one more thing! Please, sir.
Sir, if my father comes here, he will win again.
I will lose, and so will you.
Scram.
Get out! [loud, angry voice]
I'm going, sir. I'm leaving.
Sir, I have a story too.
-[painful grunt] -[theme music playing]
Cigarette.
What did you go in there for?
To relieve myself.
Listen, I have to relieve myself too now. Wait.
[music fades out]
The chocolate is for you.
Say "thank you".
Thank you.
Go on.
Mathur sahab.
Your Honor.
My client Satyavan maintains that
this child is not his.
So we want a DNA test.
My Lord, a DNA test will be a waste of the court's resources.
Sure, you shouldn't have a problem with that.
My Lord, I've submitted some documents for your consideration.
Please refer to page 36.
"Honorable Supreme Court has also stated in its judgment
of Aparna Ajinkya Firodia vs. Ajinkya Arun Firodia,
that DNA testing cannot be ordered in a random manner."
Indian Evidence Act Section 112 also says, My Lord,
"There must be primary evidence to prove adultery allegation,
and only then the court can consider a DNA test."
Anusha ji, you have to prove that Satyavan ji is the father of that child.
They've been separated for 14 years. How can they have a 12-year-old child?
Can you explain?
[Anusha] My Lord,
this is a photograph of Sundar Yadav's wedding from 9th February 2010.
Satyavan Mishra and my client had met at the wedding
exactly 12 years ago on this day, not 14 years ago.
They met, and on 10th November 2010, Deepu was born.
Satyavan Mishra.
What do you have to say about this?
[interrupts] Your Honor, my client attended the wedding without an invitation
to attempt to save his broken marriage.
My Lord, we have Sundar Yadav's sworn testimony,
where he says that Satyavan Mishra took my client inside a room
and didn't come out for about 40 minutes.
Your Honor, they could've been just talking in there.
It's not necessary they had sex.
And was Sundar Yadav peeking into the room, or was he actually inside it?
Your Honor, to prove that this child's father is Satyavan ji,
we have to get a paternity test done.
My Lord, these records are enough to prove that Satyavan is Deepu's father.
Your Honor, allegation. We don't believe it.
This child could be someone else's.
-And as long as-- -Then prove adultery first.
You're after the DNA test.
-Ma'am, you have to prove… -Prove adultery on her part.
-that she is his child. -[Judge] Counsel.
-You're the-- -Counsel!
Behave yourselves.
This case does not need a DNA test.
I have a suggestion.
Try for mediation.
Your Honor, in that case, I need some time.
Why are you dragging the case out for no reason?
Alright.
Your next date is 22nd August. Okay?
[Anusha] Prepare the documents for the next hearing.
[birds chirping]
[Suraj] Yes, Uncle. Did you get a ruling on a case?
[man] Yes, I did.
And what about the property dispute back in your village?
[man] Well, that was between two brothers.
It's solved.
I see.
Uncle, let me know if there's any matter.
[man] So since you're a lawyer, you're trying to get me into the court?
Should the need arise, we'll let you know.
Got it?
Alright now. Bless you.
Alright, Uncle. Okay.
One meaty case, and we'll be set!
What's not happened in years isn't going to happen in three days!
Great!
Then let's just have samosas and have tea.
A client will just fall into our laps!
First, we'll have an office, then the clients will come.
It's like dreaming of a Mercedes test drive with empty pockets.
Come up with the money somehow.
Once we have an office, the clients will come too.
JP, you talk absolute crap!
I'm looking for a case so that I can make some money and give it to you.
I'm a lawyer. This is all I can do.
-[background chatter] -[cutlery clinking]
Don't worry.
We will look for a client tomorrow near the office.
Clients found at the gate of the office don't pay fees. They give tips.
We need 80,000 more in three days.
Your father doesn't have that kind of money.
Ask your other father, won't you?
Harish Mathur loves you.
Take advantage, man.
Have tea and worry about yourself, okay?
[contented hum]
The taste of Bhagwan's samosas is still just as good as ever.
He makes them smaller now, Bauji.
We have to investigate.
Samosas?
Yes…
samosas.
Investigate the samosas. It's very important.
And if you get some time from this important work,
work a little on the mess you have made
in the Satyavan case.
Huh?
Sorry, Bauji.
Go to Ratna's village tomorrow.
Dig into what the mother and daughter are hiding.
Bauji, I have to go tomorrow?
Why? What happened?
I… I have some work tomorrow.
I'll do it, Bauji. I'll manage everything.
Can I go?
[soft chuckle]
You want to go?
Yes, I can.
Alright.
Stay in touch with Suraj.
Hmm?
Keep guiding him.
Yes, Bauji.
If you have any problem, call me, okay?
I'll fly to you on my bike!
It won't come to that, advocate sahab.
[in a hushed voice] Just do your work.
[somber music plays]
BRO, CAN YOU HELP ME SELL MY BIKE?
[soft somber melody brightens]
[music stops]