The station's here.
Stop it with the video game already!
Wear your shoes.
What happened, son?
Mom's gone. Dad's gone.
Where did they go?
They'll come back. Are you hungry?
Do you want some bread?
Come on, have some.
Watch out or you'll burst.
-Mom's gone. Dad's gone. -Calm down!
Don't worry, Goddess will take care of everything.
Mom, bag! Mom, bag!
Thief! Thief! Someone catch him!
My purse, my purse. Give me my purse, you rascal!
There's so much in there.
A woman's handbag is like her stomach.
You think only shit can come out of it.
And then it throws out a whole fucking baby!
It suits you well.
Yes?
Shall be home in the evening. I have come to the Headquarters now.
Have you been promoted?
Yes, they are making me the Commissioner. Now hang up!
How much is it?
Dahiya!
Look at your appearance, Chaudhary!
This is the Headquarters. There is media inside.
It was an operational decision not to disclose the identity of the accused.
So as to not compromise the investigation.
But given that the information was sensitive,
why share it with Sanjeev Mehra?
Like I said, he made a judgment error.
We only gave him this information considering he is the victim,
with clear instructions not to discuss anything about the case.
Given a dangerous criminal such as Hathoda Tyagi,
are any special precautions being taken?
-Thank you very much! -Sir! Sir!
No more questions, he has a meeting to attend.
Jai Hind, sir.
We had held back Tyagi's name just to avoid a mess like this.
The Commissioner is pissed as hell.
This is the second instance, Chaudhary.
Sir.
This is how Mehra's name got leaked the last time.
Sorry, sir. But I had summoned Mehra only for identification.
How was Chitrakoot?
Sir, Tyagi works for someone called Gwala Gujjar there.
Gwala Gujjar is a big businessman out there,
with strong political links.
And not just that, he's the brother of Donullia Gujjar, UP's most wanted bandit.
But what do these gangster types have to do with Mehra?
They might be working for some political party or a politician.
You remember Dashrath Kumar?
The politician whose scam got exposed by Mehra's channel?
His constituency, Allahabad, isn't far from Chitrakoot.
Interesting lead.
-Follow this, but be careful. -Yes, sir.
-These are big people. -Yes, sir.
And don't squeal it all to Mehra this time.
Give that fucker a warning.
Yes, sir.
You are handling a high profile case for the first time, Chaudhary.
Don't let these kind of mistakes ruin your hard work.
Jai Hind, sir!
Jai Hind!
The person you're calling is not answering.
Good morning, sir.
The Forensics people called.
The data recovery should be done by tomorrow.
Want some special milk cake from Natthu Sweets?
What's the good news?
Don't you know?
Ansari sir has cleared the Civil Services exams.
The SHO has thrown a treat.
-Don't you forget us. -Of course not!
And you better treat us all with Mutton Biryani, alright?
Excuse me, sir.
-Hello, sir. There's good news. -Congratulations.
Oh, you've heard it already?
Not from you though.
The person you're calling is--
You were the first person I called when I got the news.
When I couldn't get through, I thought I'd tell you personally--
-That's all right. -The person you're
calling is not answering.
Sir, I have a new lead on Tope Singh.
He had a girlfriend Chanda.
They conned Shauki in his business.
She might know who Tope Singh works for.
Then, try to find her.
Maybe you'll catch her, like you caught Taariq.
Hey, you!
Who are you?
Sir, the tea guy sent me.
He's unwell today.
I'll call you back.
If anyone calls from Delhi Police, I'm busy.
So, you lied during the identification that you don't know Tyagi.
Can we talk in my office?
I had specifically instructed you,
that if you have any information, talk to me first.
Was that difficult for you to understand?
You're forgetting that we're the media, officer.
And we don't need anyone's permission for anything.
It's you who is forgetting. It's the police that solve cases.
Not the media.
No more visitors without appointment.
Yes, sir!
Sanjeev!
Singh Saab wants to meet.
Look, he's obviously not very happy that you did the show last night.
But seems like the rest of the world is.
I'd think it's not the right time to fire me.
Public sympathies are a dangerous thing to go against.
You should tell him,
since you have his ear.
Morning!
What was that?
Compliments for the show last night.
It was good, wasn't it?
Yes.
Not in the office, Sanjeev.
You going for the Awards Night by any chance?
What's the point?
Well... free booze, for one.
And the chance to hear Vikram Kapoor speak about
the responsibilities of media.
-What? -Yeah, he is one of the guest speakers.
Can you even believe it?
Are you tired of serving the same old boring tea to your friends?
Bring home this Chinese man who'll turn you into a super host.
With the array of flavors it has to offer.
This Summer vacation, don't go out.
Stay in with Fusion Fizz.
Here, have some.
How's it?
Have some more. I'll get the door.
I didn't like it at all.
You?
Home already? I thought you'll be late as always.
-Greetings! -Greetings!
Why don't you go freshen up?
He just got back to town.
-The gulab jamun are tasty. -I bought it from a nearby confectionery.
Have some samosas.
What the fuck is this?
Want to eat something?
You said Jitu has left?
Yes, he'll take his stuff too... in a couple of days.
I wonder where Siddhu is.
Go for it, sir. Just trust me and place your bet.
You saw what happened in the last two matches, right?
Today Bangladesh will take it home, you have my word for it.
That's what I'm talking about. Just go for it, my brother.
Yes, sir.
Motherfucker, fucked my head.
So, you cunts... what can I offer you?
Beer?
That!
Ooh la la!
Bro, this isn't for you private school types.
This is "boom boom shake the room" stuff.
I've tried it once at the school picnic.
Whoa! Look at him.
Go, get the stuff from the cupboard.
The left drawer.
Still looking, are you?
Got it, bro.
Get inside, you whore.
It's your mother who is one.
Today was the last day for business.
My cycle starts from tomorrow.
Where did you get picked up from?
Shalimar Bridge?
That's where you Nepali sluts operate from, isn't it?
Are you mute?
I'm talking to you, bitch.
Listen!
Give me the blanket.
What's with the attitude, bitch?
Leave it!
You fucking whore.
How dare you hit me!
Come, now I'll show you who's the boss.
Fucking cunt.
One cylinder costs three hundred rupees. And it gives you one fifty glasses.
So that makes it two rupees a glass!
And if you book it before this month ends,
I'll get you get a whopping discount too!
Sorry, I had called them in the afternoon. But they came in late.
It's Jitu's stuff, right? Then, why are you selling it?
What?
No...
It's not like that.
Look, why don't you give tea a miss today
and try the Crazy Cranberry.
You got conned again by your brother, didn't you?
How much is the damage this time?
It's not what you think.
This scheme is much better.
He's sold you a damn soda cart!
You, Hathi Ram Chaudhary, are just as negative as your father.
Don't drag the old man in this.
What is it now?
What do you mean?
Sir, I'm sorry. I had checked her thoroughly.
I'm going to sue your damn asses.
What if I had been raped in here?
Does a woman's safety mean anything to you?
It's not my first time here.
I know the law, you assholes.
-Someone shut her up! -Yes, sir.
Strip!
Get up!
-Get up! -Please, sir.
Unzip your pants.
Strip, you motherfucker.
Come on, do it!
Sir?
She has come around.
Sir.
Sir, offerings from the prayer.
Please... forgive me, sir.
Listen, just speak. I don't want to hit you again.
Mukesh Talreja.
Who?
He's in the construction business.
In the Vaishali area.
So he paid you to murder Mehra?
No, not murder!
His guy called me and offered two hundred thousand.
I just had to be in the car with those three.
Go on.
That's it, sir. I was told nothing more than this.
Who pays that kind of money just to drive around in a car?
Actually, sir...
A girl in the car makes things look less suspicious.
Is that why you dress like a fucking girl?
You think taking up a girl's name will make you one?
Tell me your real name.
Cheeni.
I said, real name.
That's my real name.
Where the hell is Manju? Get her to my cabin.
Sir, she realizes her mistake. I have given her a serious warning.
What kind of show are you running here, Chaudhary?
If this goes to enquiry, it's my neck on the line as the SHO!
Idiots!
Sir... I'm sorry.
No.
Save your apologies for your bosses in the Headquarters,
since it's them you report to these days.
Come, it's time to call up the Headquarters.
Are you coming or not?
Can you hear me, Chaudhary?
Look, Virk. I know we're not friends.
But we've known each other for twenty years, man.
I badly need this. Just cut me some slack.
24 hours is all I'm asking for, to follow the lead I've got from this girl.
I mean, from this guy.
Hopefully it will lead to something.
And I'll have something to throw at the bosses along with the news of the fuck up.
I've worked my ass off to get where I am.
So, make sure you don't fuck with my reputation!
Delhi Police.
Greetings!
Is Mr. Mukesh Talreja around?
What is it about, sir?
Are you Mukesh Talreja?
Good morning, sir. Some people from Delhi Police are here to meet you.
Please have a seat, sir.
-How long? -Mr. Talreja will be here soon.
Greetings!
People use their vacation to go to historical places.
But at Talreja Historica, history comes to us.
Daddy loves history, but I love swimming.
Talreja Historica has two swimming pools and one wave pool.
I am spoilt for choices.
All my friends are so jealous of me. They call me lucky boy!
Sir.
Please forgive me, sir.
This Talreja is fucking with us.
-I'll tell you what. -Yes, sir.
Get me a list of all the investors in this property.
Check whether a Gwala Gujjar is on that list.
Or anyone else from Chitrakoot.
Sir, it's difficult to get all that information without a warrant.
And the investments might be under fake accounts.
Call property dealers, check with the registration office.
I need results, not your damn excuses.
Show us you'll be worth an IPS officer.
And speak to your friend Deepak in that telecom company.
Beg him to give us Talreja's phone records.
Without a court order.
We have two swimming pools and one wave pool.
How about another welcome drink, sir?
How about tomorrow, when I come back with Talreja's arrest warrant?
Hello?
Mukesh Talreja.
Do you know someone called Mary Lyngdoh?
You mean Cheeni? Of course.
How?
Met her at a spa in Noida.
And then?
She was a fantastic 'masseuse', just like the ones in Thailand.
We stayed in touch. I gave her an odd job once in a while.
What kind of a job?
Well, the happy kind.
Saved myself some hard work.
I'm hoping you've understood.
Or the kind where she has to play the decoy?
Cheeni has been arrested in a conspiracy to murder with three others.
Her statement says that you put her on the job.
That's a big accusation, Inspector.
That too based on an eunuch's statement?
And how much did you thrash him to get this 'confession'?
I've told you all that I know.
Next time, don't come without a warrant.
Let me see who has the balls to sign it.
Sir, the dead body...
-Jai Hind, sir! -Jai Hind, sir!
Jai Hind, sir!
Give me some water.
It's him - Taariq.
Sorry, sir! I should've caught him that very day.
Pass the bottle.
He has been strangled to death.
Tokas, call the forensics lab. Tell them I need the data today itself.
And to give out this last award,
we've with us the Chairman of Zenith Limited.
Ladies and gentlemen, please have a huge round of applause for Mr. Vikram Kapoor.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Such a pleasure to be here tonight amongst such courageous journalists.
Where have I seen this guy, Sanjeev?
He's Kapoor, that defense consultant.
The award goes to Mr. Mukund Gupta.
The one you had exposed in that Dashrath Kumar sting?
This town has a rather short memory.
It forgets its villains too soon...
and its heroes even sooner.
Listen.
Do you think he's the one behind that attack on you?
Good question.
Let me go and ask him.
Sanjeev, don't!
Don't!
Congratulations on the show last night.
Sir.
It was good to see some of that old fire back.
You know what is the most important quality of a television anchor?
He always knows when it's time to pack up. Right, Sanjeev?
The PR team is drafting an announcement for the next week.
If it comes from you, it'll look like you're resigning.
If it comes from us, it'll look like we're firing you.
We don't need this misunderstanding.
Actually you're right. There can be a misunderstanding.
Your company RC Holding operates a shell company - Future Pride.
Future Pride has a sleeping partner,
who is the son-in-law of the Transport Minister, Rameshwar Verma.
Coincidentally it's the same minister who gave out a 30 billion contract
to your company RC Holding for the Delhi - Sonipat Expressway.
Now if this news were to come out,
I'm afraid there might be a misunderstanding.
Enjoy the evening.
Hi, Dolly!
-Hi! -Hi.
Pratima, remember me?
I work with Sanjeev.
-Oh, hi... -Nice to meet you.
That's Sara.
And that's Dolly, Sanjeev's wife.
Are you looking for someone?
I am... I'm looking for my husband.
Husbands! Always difficult to hold on to, aren't they?
Oh, I see somebody. Excuse me.
Are you all right, Mrs. Mehra?
How are you, Mehra?
Oh! Hello, Vikram.
I hope you're not carrying a hidden camera.
I can do without another sting operation video.
I was only doing my job, Vikram.
Nothing personal.
And anyway, I don't think a sting operation scares you anymore.
I hear you're entering the media industry yourself.
News travels fast around here.
Not that hard to guess, you know.
The dynamics of the game have changed.
Earlier, it was all about staying under the radar for someone like you.
And now?
Well,
now it's all about...
owning the radar.
I do have plans.
I had made an offer to Singh Saab as well, but it didn't work out.
Well...
maybe I can help...
open a few doors for you?
Then let's get together for a chat.
Off camera, of course.
Sanjeev!
Are you alright?
-Yes, of course. -What were you doing with Kapoor?
I was looking for you everywhere... I was really worried.
I'm okay, Dolly. Don't worry!
Dolly... I'm okay, relax!
Yeah.
Hey! I thought you weren't coming tonight.
Yeah.
And God knows why I did!
Shall we?
You should come home sometime!
There was a video as well.
That's Mehra, right?
Shall we do it?
Sir, this evidence is going to help nail these guys in the court.
We'll have to get a voice verification done.
Put in a request for that.
During office hours, please.
Any information on the SIM card?
Burner SIM.
Temporarily issued, just for the job.
It was activated three weeks back,
and was used to communicate with only one number.
Both SIMs are registered in the state of UP.
Location would be...
Chitrakoot.
We can request the local police to search for the address.
But it's probably a fake one.
The handset records show one more dialed number.
But it was disconnected before it could go through.
Like the caller realized his mistake just in time.
This is that number and its address.
The phone had a memory card as well.
Look like some old photos.
Personal stuff, probably.
This girl with Tope Singh...
What had you found out about her?
Chanda. Shauki's mistress, before she hooked up with Tope Singh.
Got it, sir.
This is Shauki's address.
Tope Singh's uncle?
Sir, I had already told you whatever I knew about him.
I have got nothing to do with him any--
What about Chanda?
Sir, I beg you--
So you lied about not being in touch with Tope Singh.
I swear on my only son.
Neither has he spoken to me in months,
nor have I tried contacting him.
He had dialed just one number from his burner phone. Yours!
6545--
212212.
That whore, Chanda... it's her number.
I had got her the phone.
Even paid all the fucking bills.
But she would call that bastard all the time.
Would you have her photo? Or an address?
Good Lord, no!
That whore used to blackmail me using those photos.
Last I heard, the two of them were going to start a business together.
Come, time to go to bed.
-Come, son. Time to sleep. -Chanda, the whore.
Chanda, the whore.
Where did you learn that?
Chanda's number is out of service.
So, this Tyagi is from Chitrakoot.
Tope Singh's phone is from Chitrakoot too.
I'm sure even Talreja has some connection there.
Yes, sir.
Okay, sir.
Why is Virk calling me to the station at this hour?
You must've heard stories of a convict turning out to be innocent.
But have you ever heard of an instance
where an arrested woman turns out to be a man?
This mother of all bungle ups happened at the Outer Jamuna Paar police station.
We have with us right now the investigation officer on this case,
Hathi Ram Chaudhary.
Inspector, what's happening?
Excuse me, move! Please!
Step back!
Its proof...
I did warn you about him.
Sir, someone has deliberately leaked this to the media.
Someone is trying to block--
The leads are being wiped out.
Even Taariq has turned up dead.
The CBI is taking over the case from us, Chaudhary.
Thanks to your fuck up.
Sir!
This mistake did not affect the investigation in any way.
And there are orders from the Commissioner himself.
You're suspended.
All I had asked for was one fucking day!
You want me to put my job on the line for your fuck ups?