Myself inspector Sandeep Tyagi.
- From the Narcotics Control Bureau. - Ok.
We need to search room number 703.
Let me talk to my senior.
This is a police raid.
We have the court orders.
You can't go out or talk to anyone until the raid is over.
It's a legal offence to tell anyone about this raid.
Legal action can be taken against you.
So you better take us to the room.
What's going on?
Who are you?
We are from Narcotics Control Bureau.
NCB.
Look, I don't care.
You can't come into my room without permission.
Out.
We have the permission.
To search and break in.
Show him.
We need the sample of your blood and urine.
We have a doctor with us.
He'll collect the sample.
Look, I am not going to give any sample.
Just leave.
Mehra, do you think I have come here with my team
and the court orders to kill time?
Show him the warrant again.
It is clearly mentioned in it that
you have to give us your blood and urine sample right now.
If you want me to arrest you and take you to the hospital
then I can do that.
You are a cop.
So I have brought along a doctor for the sake of your reputation.
- Can I make a call? - After the samples.
This will be a case of trafficking.
You won't get bail.
- The contraband doesn't belong to me. - It's okay.
We will find who it belongs to.
Give us your blood and urine sample for now.
Need to check the drug level in your blood.
Sir.
Wait outside in the lobby.
I need to make a call.
Yes, Ajay?
Sir, NCB is trying to frame me.
They have arrested me.
The officer's name is Sandeep Tyagi.
Talk to him.
Just a minute.
You know the narcotics bureau falls under the central government.
They will not listen to me.
You are the state's home minister.
They will have to listen to you.
I am in deep trouble.
Please help me. Please.
Mehra, you know how these things work.
The Narcotics Bureau has targeted you.
An officer.
Do you think it was done without any planning?
Will they do this without any back up or agenda?
I am in deep trouble. Help me.
Don't drag me into this mess.
And don't call me again.
The contraband doesn't belong to me.
When we raided,
your door was locked from the inside.
You were alone in the room.
Still you claim to be innocent.
We have the recording.
Sir, I slept with a girl last night.
I am sure she has planted it.
Is this the girl?
What do you want?
Sir, I'm handing the phone to Ajay Mehra.
Talk to him.
Talk.
Hello.
This is Ajay Mehra. Who is this?
Murshid Pathan.
I made a mistake.
Pardon me this time.
Give Tyagi the phone.
Yes, sir.
Let him go.
Murshid Pathan.
This man needs no introduction.
He is the epitome of selfless service and devotion.
And as the chairman of the Naya Yug Party,
I am glad and proud
to induce Murshid sir into our party.
He is going to be a party member.
Hello.
Go on.
I was told to call you before doing the job.
Where is he?
He is right in front of me.
Is he in a crowd or alone?
In a crowd.
Keep the call going and shoot him.
I should hear his scream.
We are so fortunate for you look up to us.
I am glad that Murshid sir decided to quit the Praja Pratinidhi party
and join us.
That party has belittled itself by doing separatism politics.
Praja Pratinidhi party has stooped really low.
And Murshid sir is unable to associate himself with the ideology of that party.
Now without any further ado, I would request Murshid sir to...
Yes, Qutub?
- Hello, boss. - Yes?
Listen to me very carefully.
Someone is here to kill Murshid sir.
I'll shoot you if anything happens to Murshid sir.
Between you...
Ask your guy to come back.
I thank Namdev sir and the party workers from the bottom of my heart.
I am not used to making speeches.
But I would say that with utmost dedication...
Hey, stop.
I will work for this party with utmost dedication.
And I believe Namdev Kulkarni will bring about a change.
Now that you have pointed a gun at me, you might as well kill me.
If you don't kill me now, you'll regret it greatly.
I am not disloyal like you.
I can never kill someone who provides for me.
Where is Qutub?
I don't know.
Screw you.
Talk. Where is Qutub?
I don't know.
Ask him to come see me when he comes.
Or I'll come for you instead.
We will pay you a visit at your home if we don't find Qutub by this evening.
And kill anyone and everywhere we find there.
Boss, Qutub's house is locked.
I guess he fled with his family.
Break into the house and burn it down.
- Did you see Qutub? - No.
Move I say.
Yes?
I don't want any bullshit.
I want Qutub. That's it.
- Where is Qutub? - I don't know.
You don't know huh?
Boss, we are at his sister's house.
She claims she doesn't know.
Kill his sister.
She has a little kid too.
Kill him too.
Let's go.
Boss, the whole of Mumbai swears by Murshid.
Everyone here looks up to him.
The community too is on his side.
We can't trust the people here.
I suggest look for an outsider to kill him.
You forgot your younger brother Kesari.
I am dying to hear your voice.
I need you to do a job for me.
Just a minute.
This is not the right time.
I am having issues with the government.
They have put my phone on surveillance.
I'll call you from another number.
Boss, she is here to meet Mishra.
Come, madam.
Hey. Take it.
I want to see him.
Don't worry. Mr. Mishra is well looked after here.
We just served him some tea and snacks.
Hey, go take her to him.
Come.
- Hey. - Yes, sir?
Call this number from your phone.
Okay.
Oh. All hail the Almighty.
Go.
Are you alright?
Yes, brother?
I need you to take care of some people here in Mumbai.
Can you send someone?
You rule over Mumbai.
You are the king.
You can do what you want. Who is going to stop you?
What can my man do there?
The chief minister wants me to lay low until the elections.
And I can't do that.
I want it done now.
So you need someone
who makes people disappear
and no one should know that you are behind it.
Exactly.
I get it.
So you want a silent killer.
I have just the guy. Bunty.
I'll send him to you.
Bring them.
The boss wants to see them.
- Call Bunty. - Okay.
Boss, he is not picking up.
Text him my number.
Okay.
Greetings.
Mr. Mishra, you are very lucky for you are leaving from here alive.
You have got a new lease of life.
- Take good care of your wife. - Yes.
And our man has stabbed your manager.
Get him treated.
He is a Brahmin.
If he dies, it will be on me.
- Okay. - Let's go.
Sir, just a minute.
Boss told me to call you.
He wants to talk to you.
- Bunty. - Yes?
I have a friend in Mumbai. Farid.
He needs you to do a job.
Leave for Mumbai.
Alright.
Right now. Okay?
Okay.
Yes, boss?
Where are you?
I am just loitering around.
What is it?
Pack your bags. We are leaving for Mumbai.
Coming.
What is this?
A list of the previous members of the Prajapati party.
They know you.
I want you to meet them.
And gauge who among them wants to join us.
I can meet them.
I might even convince a few of them to join us.
But I don't think this is necessary.
No. I have quit.
You and your party are very popular.
You will win no matter what.
It will only tarnish your reputation.
I have all the support one needs.
Everyone tells me I will win.
But still I am gripped by this fear.
The fear of losing.
We are not old friends.
So I won't give you advice.
But let me narrate an incident.
A man used to work for me 20-30 years back.
Adil. A dog bit him when he was little.
He was terrified of dogs ever since.
He was sitting on a wall at the beach front one night.
Waiting for the stuff to arrive from the port.
It was around 2 or 3 am.
He dozed off.
Out of nowhere, a large black dog barked loudly at his feet.
Adil got scared.
And he jumped down to the other side of the wall.
Into the sea.
The sea was stormy.
His body was found after three days.
What's the moral of this story?
Fear kills you before death does.
Hello, sir.
Mr. Sinha, I want to have a word with Jayant in private.
Okay, sir.
What is it?
What's the position?
How do you see these elections?
We will win.
But why this sudden visit?
How are we going to win?
What do you mean?
Through votes and seats of course.
You can show the world you are confident.
But it is hollow.
What are you trying to say?
We are going to lose these elections.
By a massive margin.
And deep down, you know this.
What are you saying?
What do you want?
I should stop contesting?
Quit the elections and politics.
What do you want me to do?
What will people say?
People will blame me for the loss.
- Jayant... - No.
Imagine yourself in my shoes.
I have to carry the burden of three legacies.
You knew Namdev Kulkarni is a formidable adversary.
But you pitted me against him.
To lose.
I am trapped.
I am happy to hear you say these things.
It means you are aware of the reality.
I thought you were not aware of the circumstances.
You knew but you still made me the scapegoat.
You could have contested this time.
I could have contested next time.
And we would have to face some other popular contestant again.
How long are you going to run
and how long do you except me to look out for you?
Now focus on making the circumstances favourable.
How can we achieve victory?
You should go meet Murshid Pathan first.
Me and your granddad have done a lot of work with him.
Talk to him.
Convince him to rejoin us.
He knows how to turn defeat into victory.
He has already joined Namdev.
Convince him to leave Namdev.
Talk to him using my name.
He will not refuse to meet you.
So why don't you talk to him?
He should feel you are running the party.
Always remember one thing.
Only the ones who are willing to pay any price to win taste success.
Before every election, me, and your granddad
would visit our ancestral deity at Kalagiri to seek Her blessings.
I never took you there.
Very few people know of it.
That shrine is blessed.
Your prayers are answered there.
You will have to come with me this time.
You cannot lose because you are my son.
- Hello, sir. - Hello.
Your condition has hurt me so much.
Did you ever think of it?
I am sorry.
I will never take up such a job again.
What was the need for all this?
If you wanted something, you could have told me.
I'm sorry.
I will never do that again.
I swear. By you. By mother.
Stay away from Mumbai for a few days.
At your uncle's.
I have told Aslam.
Okay.
Come on. Come on.
Yes?
We have found Qutub.
Kill him?
No, wait. I'm coming there.
Okay.
Come on.
Sit.
Leave me.
Qutub.
Ever since you pointed the gun at me,
I have been thinking.
You saved Murshid by taking such a big risk.
I want to know why you did that.
Explain it to me before you die.
Hmm?
For money?
How much money did he give you?
Nothing.
What?
Still....
Never mind my fate.
Didn't you think about your wife and kids?
Tell me.
Can't tell?
Fine. I'll tell you.
I know why you did that.
I have come here to tell you just that.
You must know why you did that before you die.
You did that because you are an idiot.
You had no goal in life.
And you are going to die an anonymous death.
You lived like a nobody.
And now you are doing to die a nobody.
Get a drum of acid.
Cut him into pieces.
Dissolve them in it.
Murshid is honest.
- What? - Murshid is truthful.
You are a liar.
I would have shot you that very day had you not provided for me.
- Hello. - Murshid Pathan?
Speaking.
This is Jayant Rao.
Chief minister Baburao's son.
Go on. How may I help you?
My father asked me to talk to you.
So I called you.
He believes I should meet you.
I used to work with him and your granddad Vitthal Rao.
But you are a little late in reaching out.
Let's decide whether I am late or not after the meeting.
Tomorrow at 11 am at my office.
Anything else?
The dish is stale.
I told you to order rice and lentils.
- But you insisted on this dish. - Waiter.
- Yes? - Come here.
- Taste this dish. - Sure.
The potatoes stink.
We pay good money for it.
And you serve us stale food.
Talk softly.
If Jimmy sir hears,
- he'll create a ruckus. - If you have a problem
with me talking loudly, why don't you serve fresh food?
What's wrong, Kishen?
Let me tell you what's wrong.
Your dish stinks.
You run such a big hotel.
But sell stale stuff.
I told you that you will get you a fresh one.
Why are you creating a ruckus?
You are not aware of Jimmy sir's temper.
You don't know my temper.
Stop threatening me.
Get lost with your dish.
What happened?
Why are they shouting?
They are saying the potato dish stinks.
So what?
Just because you ordered a dish, you think you can create a ruckus.
Let it be.
I'll handle it.
He is right.
Beat it.
What if I don't?
Boss, look at his attitude.
Had it been any other hotelier,
he would have apologized a million times by now.
He is shameless.
What did you say?
Let go of his collar.
Let go of it.
How dare you hit me?
How dare you?
Beera.
Beera. Get here quickly.
- Two people are beating our boss. - You a******.
You idiot.
Here. Here. The potatoes are stale, right?
Have some, you fucker.
Here. Have some more.
Eat or I'll make both of you eat shit.
How is it?
It's not stale anymore, right?
Out. Out.
A******.
Despite our deep connection, you joined hands with Namdev.
Why? You should have come to us.
You didn't have a place for me.
Farid was already a part of your party.
Still you came to meet.
How does it matter?
You should've come earlier.
Had I come earlier,
you wouldn't have valued me.
Now that you have called me, you will value me.
This is the difference.
What work did you do for my father?
I can't tell you that.
Still. Tell me something for my understanding.
I am his son.
You need to shed sweat and blood in order
to get and to stay on the position your father and granddad had.
They used to shed sweat.
And I used to shed blood.
Anyways, why have you called me?
I want that position.
I want to be Maharashtra's chief minister.
See you.
Do you know why a king's seat is called a throne?
Because it is not meant for cowards.
See you.
Here.
What is this?
Take it.
What is this?
Shit.
How can you make others eat what you can't eat, you asshole?
Forgive me.
Forgive you huh?
Do you know who can forgive you?
The judge.
- Your honour. - Yes?
What should be his fate?
Death penalty.
Here. Have some before you go.
You called me?
This man used to work for me.
Find him. I want to talk to him.
What for?
For an attack.
We need to gear up for the next attack.