Idiot, give me the money.
How dare he steal from my shop?
You are still here?
There were four customers in your absence,
they bought some items.
Here are the payments.
Thanks.
Hold on.
You didn't buy anything?
I want six graphite grey handles.
It's available.
Over there, second row, third column.
I want the handles of K1 Company.
Okay.
Then do this. Write your name and address,
I will have it delivered by tomorrow evening.
Sammit Patel,
ground floor,
Lata Kunj,
KD Sane Marg.
Oh! Weâre neighbours.
I live in the same colony, Sai Nivas.
Sammit Patel.
You don't look like a student. What do you do?
What will you do with six graphite handles?
I am actually from Ruia College,
final year B.A.,
Psychology Honours.
I am preparing for state police service exams.
Ira. Ira Jaykar.
Sammit, do my hair.
Sammitâs busy, I am cooking food, please tell mom.
Mom doesn't know how to do it.
You mustn't say like that.
Eyes, lips, teeth.
Mom asked me to tell you.
Where is mom? Call her.
She has gone to clean your workshop.
I will clean the entire house and show it to her.
Then she will know how much I work.
Ira.
What are you doing? You don't have to do all this.
I will do it.
No, I will do it.
Do you know what Anya told me?
She said I know nothing,
I can't cook or clean the house.
She said I can't do her hair as well,
while you know everything.
Give it to me, I will do it, Anya is waiting for you.
And by the way, when I was coming inside,
I found this.
Yeah, it accidently broke yesterday.
These are the cups for special clients, right?
Who was here?
A school friend.
A school friend?
But you said you had no friends in school.
It was one of my old classmates.
The breakfast is turning cold and Anya is losing her mind.
You go upstairs, I will be there soon.
Okay? Go on. - Okay. Be quick. - Yeah.
Did you find anything, sir?
Here we go.
Dr. Tambe from forensic has sent this, maâam.
Thanks, Sachin.
Laksh,
Mrs. Bootwalaâs right thumb did not have blood on it,
it was lipstick.
Lipstick?
Mrs. Bootwala's will.
She has given everything for Charity.
But how did you get to know
about the will?
Everything of mom belongs to me now. Where is my money? Tell me.
Tell me.
Sit!
What have I done? - 'What have I done?'
Like you killed your mother, you want to kill her too?
Get up. - I have done nothing.
I didn't kill my mother!
I was just coming down after finishing the session on the third floor
when this madman attacked me.
The lady on the third floor told me
that Fardoon had come home the night before the murder.
There was a fight too.
For what?
Sir, I remembered something.
A few days ago, Mrs. Bootwala was asking me
if I knew a lawyer.
She wanted to make a will.
The house, bank FDs, she has donated everything.
And for Fardoon...
nothing.
Shekhar Sir, let's take Fardoon into custody for 24 hours,
he will speak up.
What do you say, Ira?
But why would Fardoon copy Bala Banne?
He could've copied anyone.
What difference does it make?
Shekhar Sir, he won't be getting even a single penny,
we need to focus on that.
The person who used the lipstick, their DNA can be attained
from the lipstick found on the thumb.
The lipstick can be Mrs. Bootwala's.
We need to focus on the motive.
Nikhil Sir, Mrs. Bootwala was educated,
but there is no signature on the will,
it only has a thumb impression and that too in red colour,
that doesn't add up.
Not red Laksh,
it's ruby red.
What's that?
It is a lipstick shade.
And maybe,
Neelam uses the same shade of lipstick.
Ruby red.
Neelam must've
killed Mrs. Bootwala first.
She must've then typed the will.
And then used a thumbprint
instead of signatures.
First, the murder,
then this circus,
just to frame Fardoon?
Ira, without motive, your theory doesn't hold.
Sir, what I am trying to tell you is..
Sir!
Sorry.
I just remembered something.
Sir, I heard this is the act of a serial killer.
Is it? We didn't say that.
Sir Iâve heard serial killers
are often mentally disturbed.
This Fardoon doesnât seem right to me, Sir..
It's a fake will to push us towards Fardoon.
The tip is again
to misguide us.
And also the ruby red lipstick.
Ira, you and Laksh pick up the girl.
Take a DNA sample to match with the lipstick.
And Nikhil, raid the house with Patil,
look for the murder weapon.
Does this Neelam Singh have a criminal record?
Nothing, so far.
Did Fardoon speak up in the lockup?
No, he didn't.
Tell Tambe to take the fingerprints from the will.
I pray that this is not a mental case.
I can still handle history sheeters.
But these mentally disturbed cases,
drive you crazy.
Let me go, please.
Why are you doing all this?
You weren't like this before.
I thought of you as my friend.
'Did you see your father kill a woman?'
'You helped him, didn't you?'
'Speak up.'
'Are you getting scared?'
'Give me the stone.'
'Hey!'
'Everyone is right.'
'You share your father's tainted blood,'
'that's why you are like this.'
'A psycho,'
'someone who doesnât feel otherâs pain.'
'He enjoys seeing people in pain.'
'We will fix you up.'
'We will cause pain to you.'
'And don't suppress it,
'let it out.'
'You will then understand'
'the pain of others.'
'Remember one thing, Vikas.'
'You are next.'
'Beat him!'
Even if I am 17 years late, your turn came.
It's going to be really painful.
Don't suppress it,
let it out.
We were kids then!
I was not the only one.
The entire village of Sarangwadi was against you.
I was just kidding.
If I intended to kill you, I would've spread a plastic below
to gather blood.
Look, stop kidding.
My limbs have become numb.
Don't you understand?
I am just like my father,
I don't understand anyone's pain.
I am cold-blooded.
And don't make me repeat anything,
or I will spread the plastic.
'Hello Teesta, I won't be able to come to office today.'
So?
I am a little tied up.
I don't care if you come to the ofice or not,
I want your Crime ExposÃ© vlog on time.
And I want a solid scoop.
Teesta, listen to me.
No excuse, Vikas.
Friday is your deadline, you better meet it.
Idiot.
Friday is three days away,
and nobody will miss you in these three days.
Neither your colleagues
nor your family..
You don't have a family.
Listen to me for once.
Please.
Go on.
This is
Sammit Patel's workshop, right?
And you work here, right?
I had a meeting with him yesterday.
Why?
His wife introduced us to each other.
His wife
Inspector Ira Jaykar Patel.
She is the star officer
at the crime branch.
Don't you understand?
You will be caught.
Your game is over. Do you understand?
I am wanted from the past 17 years, but never have I been caught.
Think about it.
How would I..
You are Sammit Patel?
'Remember, eyes, lips, teeth.'
Look, I..
I don't know
what connection you have with the police,
but let me go, please.
I will quit my profession.
I will go back to Sarangwadi, I will become a fisherman,
but let me go, please.
You can't ignore
what I am about to tell you.
Neither can you forget
nor get away from the information.
You were right, Vikas.
I did it.
Day before yesterday, she is going to
Mrs. Bootwala's house at 9:30 a.m.
She looked into the camera.
She did it on purpose.
This is.. - It's Neelam's locker.
She's coming back from Mrs. Bootwala's house.
Pause the video.
When she was going, she had no veil on her.
Zoom it.
Enough.
She is trying to hide the blood stains.
Scroll down. Scroll down.
Enough.
She is holding the bag tightly.
We found her.
And what if I refuse to do the DNA test?
Then you will be arrested.
The test will be conducted by force.
I donât have all the time in the world, Neelam.
Out with it.
What's on the top floor?
It's the terrace, sir.
Ma'am, uhh..please come outside. You have to see this.
Come, sir.
Sir, these tanks are not in use
from the past several days. We are using this tank now.
They are not in use?
Yes, sir.
I was right.
Ruby red it is.
Tambe Sir has sent this.
Neelam's fingerprints have been found on the will.
Find out Nikhil's status.
Give me the gloves. - Sir.
Let go.
I can't believe this, she actually attacked you.
Now if she doesn't speak up,
then we will get her to speak up in the lockup.
Please.
Speak up.
There were too many steps.
What?
Steps.
There were too many.
Why do constructors make buildings without lifts?
And what was the need for the old lady to stay on the top floor?
I used to get exhausted
trying to get to her flat.
My legs would swell up.
I used to hate
those steps.
But I used to hate
Mrs. Bootwala even more.
'Neelam. - Yes.'
'I am thinking of donating my wealth'
'to different charities.'
That's wonderful, ma'am.
But I want to donate the most to your centre.
So that I can buy you.
What? - This exercise is just an excuse,
I just love to chat with you.
And I also like to get you to do little things.
Like cutting these apples,
making tea.
After the donation,
I want to conduct sessions with you every day,
so that you come to my house every day.
It will be so much fun, right?
Every day.
Please scratch my back, child.
There is a
vlog on the Pulse website named 'The ExposÃ©'.
I don't miss even a single episode.
That's where I got the idea of Bala Banne.
What a guy.
I became his fan.
If he was alive,
I would've proposed to him.
Ma'am,
it was recovered from the tank on the terrace of her building.
I was about throw it away today,
but you found it already.
Never mind, throw it on my behalf. Okay?
You hated climbing the steps,
so you killed the old lady.
Didn't you feel pity for her even for one moment?
Let's go.
Meet Dheeraj Kumar, 4 p.m. , Malad park.
What does this mean?
He was about to give me a tip.
What tip?
About you.
When is the meeting?
Today.
Don't try to act smart,
I have spread the plastic.
And as for the police..
Mr. Vikas, where are you?
Dheeraj,
Some urgent work came up,
I won't be able to meet you, let's have the interview over the phone.
I had come from so far just to see you, Mr. Vikas.
I am a huge fan, I swear.
Are you unwell?
Not really, I just have a cough.
What is the tip?
I told you over the phone yesterday.
Say it again.
Abhishek Banne
has been threatening me, that bastard.
'I am not scared of you, Abhishek.'
'Why have you come back after so many years?'
'Because this is the best time of your life.'
'You are minting money, you own a Chinese eatery.'
'And you are also going to be a father.'
'What could be a better time to kill you?.'
Why didn't you go to the police?
I had done
something wrong with him.
What?
I mean, those days
I had gotten addicted to gambling.
The money that he had saved,
I took it.
Did you steal it?
Dheeraj, give me back my money!
He had saved a lot of money.
But he wouldn't spend a penny on himself.
I don't know why he was saving every penny.
What did you do after stealing the money?
Mr. Vikas, he wants his revenge for that, I am sure of it.
No, Dheeraj.
He is not Abhishek Banne.
Mr. Vikas, what are you saying?
If not Abhishek,
who else can it be?
I don't know, but he is not Abhishek.
Because Abhishek Banne is dead.
The old woman who was murdered.
Everyone says it must be Abhishek's doing.
Will you listen to the world or me?
I will listen to you, no doubt about it.
If you say,
he is dead, then it's good.
It is good that..
He died.
Some people are better off dead in this world.
You are right, Dheeraj.
Some people, are, better off dead in this world.
Ouch!
Ira.
I was joking.
What are you doing? You couldâve hurt yourself.
No.
By the way, this was the second attack on me today.
What? - Yes.
Bootwala case has been solved.
Really? - Yes.
Culprit was her physiotherapist.
It was a very complicated case.
The girl was a big fan of Bala Banne.
She wanted to marry him. Think about it.
Oh, my God.
Do you know what she told me?
'There are three percent people like us in this world.
'Who don't feel the emotion'
'of sympathy towards anyone.'
'Don't make such a face.'
'Someone close to you could be like us as well.'
What kind of people exist in the world.
Forget it.
Do you know Anya is going to stay with her grandma today?
And I can take a leave tomorrow.
A well-deserved off.
So, for your information,
tonight and tomorrow, the entire day,
we are alone.
Had you told me half an earlier...
So?
I have accepted an invitation.
Sammit...
There is an opening of an art gallery
and Rustom Cooper Group is sponsoring it.
Mr. Rustom invited me personally.
I will have to go. - Fine.
Go. I will have to sleep hungry today.
Okay, if you say, I'll cancel it.
Shut up. I am joking.
Anyway, you don't go out. Please go.
All the ladies in the party will get impressed by you.
Also, Iâll be late today, don't wait up.
Have fun.
'An arrest has been made in the case of senior citizen Mrs. Bootwala's murder.'
'Today afternoon, the police arrested physiotherapy assistant Neelam Singh'
'from the Physio For Rehab Center.'
'According to our police sources,'
'special wing has strong evidence that Neelam Singh went to'
'Mrs. Bootwala's house the day before yesterday and killed her brutally.'
'Was this murder personal or was there some other reason?'
'The time will tell.'
'Moreover, why did the alleged killer Neelam use the modus operandi'
'of the serial killer Bala Banne, from 17 years ago?'
'The investigation is still pending.'
Yes, Seema.
This is the last drink, I will reach home in some time.
You shouldnât stress this much.
Mr. Vikas, Itâs Dheeraj Kumar.
I forgot to tell you something on the phone today.
Somebody informed me that Abhishek Banne
helped his father in murdering those women.
He even told me that
he is still alive.
So how are you saying he is dead?
Do you have any evidence?
Sammit?
You got quite late, right?
What is this?
There is a famous all-night joint near the gallery,
so, I thought I'd buy something for you.
Smells good.
There's some good news. The gallery wants to hold my exhibition.
Oh wow, that's amazing!
Finally, the world will see the genius Sammit Patel.