Hey, everyone, line up! Don't stand around!
Go, go, go! Keep it moving!
That policeman who came to visit you, what did he say?
I'll tell you.
Are you done? Shall we go?
Come, let's move.
Hey, get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
- Hey! Hey! - Get over here!
- Hey, let me go. - Hey, listen to me!
Do what I say!
Move aside!
Let her go! What the hell is this?
- Don't butt in! - Get out!
Hey, let go of me!
You moron! You call yourself a woman?
Disgusting!
- You, come out! - Leave my hand!
Hey! You're harassing a young girl! Aren't you ashamed?
Do you eat food, or do you eat shit?
Mind your business, you murderous bitch!
- Hey, watch your mouth! - Back off!
I'll whack you!
You rotten wretch!
Do you think tucking it in makes you a woman?
Let go of me!
You fucking idiot!
You walk in on a woman bathing? You're the rotten one!
Yes, I am!
- Get over here! - Back off!
You look like a chump. I'll tear your face apart--
What's with the attitude, you idiot?
I'll just bite into that throat--
Get lost!
Biting, licking… You perverted scumbag!
Naachi…
You really turned me on right now!
There won't be an inch of your body my tongue won't touch!
Hey, you scumbags!
Just bathe and go about your business! What's with the racket?
I'll rip you apart!
- Hear me well! - Everyone, get out!
She is my new wife, and I am her groom!
- Hey, Brinda! - Do what you can! Get lost!
- Leave! - Thinks she's all that!
Let it go, sis.
I spent all of school and college in hostels.
Free hostels, at that.
I've seen many such cases like these.
This is not just about sex.
They want the authority that comes with sex.
Power.
SUZHAL-THE VORTEX
Illusions and deceptions…
Wounds many, the vortex reveals
Endless and relentless…
Wails many, the vortex rains
Won't life triumph?
Won't grief cease?
O vortex!
Swirling within Shadows… dark shadows
Riddles within
Will you unravel, O God?
O vortex!
Swirling within Shadows… dark shadows
Riddles within
Will you unravel, O God?
I can tell what mood you're in just by the way you blink!
If you take five to ten seconds to blink, it means you're upset.
If you take 10 to 15 seconds, it means you're bored.
If you take 15 to 20 seconds, it means you're feeling attractive.
So, tell me, what mood am I in?
We caught only three of them, sir.
But we'll find the rest, too!
Forward the links to me and Moorthy as and when they come in, Nazir.
Okay, sir.
I guess we have to understand these women only through social media!
We haven't found family details for any of them.
Their hometowns
are not where they live at the moment.
No two people hail from the same place.
Ulagu, Sandhanam, and Veera.
Only the three of them have boyfriends.
Innocent lads who knew nothing about them.
The others. Muthu, Muppi, Naachi, and Senbagam.
They were fancied by guys who eventually gave up.
What about that lawyer girl? Gaandhari?
She likes women.
Why laugh at it?
Town, school, college, friends. Not a damn thing in common!
- Holy shit! - Sir!
Cell phone triangulation reports for the girls on the night of the murder.
Sakkarai!
Veera's in Kulasai.
Muppi's in Kallidaikurichi.
Ulagu's in Kuthalam.
All three phones were off.
What about the rest of them?
Gaandhari, Sandhanam, Senbagam, and Naachi.
The locator data for all four of their phones
match their hometowns.
Dammit!
Another dead end!
Sir, going by the phone location,
doesn't that mean they weren't at the scene?
Look at it this way.
Three of their phones were switched off.
The others left their phones at home.
What if they smartly left them behind, knowing we'd track them?
On top of that, Muthu was at the spot,
but her phone's location placed her in her hometown.
We found more social media posts, sir!
Come on, let's go watch those as well!
- Is this a ration shop or a toddy shop? - Next!
Brother!
Hey! Where are you going?
If you come in, I'll beat the hell out of you!
What? Get out!
Get lost!
You dare hit a woman?
Come outside! Whack him, girl!
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Bye.
The ambulance is here! Give way!
It's okay! Don't be scared!
Connect the tube!
This is awesome!
Isn't it?
Pretty cool, right?
While you're at it, give it a like and hit the bell button!
It’s all a mess! Here I am, asking you to find a link,
and instead, you’re fangirling now.
Sir, they are Chellappa sir's junior associates.
They've worked with him for years.
I called them over.
Let's go.
Are you up to speed on the details of Chellappa sir's cases,
both at the office and at his cottage?
The cottage was his private office. Only he worked out of there.
We report to the office at the district court every day.
What about his cases?
Specifically, those that are progressing problematically?
We can't discuss private client cases.
The very first thing he taught us was "lawyer-client confidentiality."
I'm not interested in private clients.
His public litigations.
Those are the ones that draw the ire of individuals or entities.
Tell me about them.
He was handling a huge case for ten years.
Fearing the case would be dismissed if it was made public,
he even kept it from us. To this day.
Sir’s laptop might contain details that even we may not know.
"Laptop"?
Wasn't his laptop at the cottage?
No, sir!
Chellappa sir's laptop was definitely not at the cottage!
We scoured every inch of that place!
Up until two years ago, everything was kept on paper records only.
Malathy ma'am gifted him a laptop. After that, he went completely digital.
Fine, I'll check his house.
He has filed several litigation cases and won, too, but
Prayamvatha ma'am at Seafort Academy--
Alright, thanks. I'll call if I need anything.
O Goddess of Samayapuram
O Mother, come shower your compassion Upon us, come shower your compassion
I have another face.
Bearing burning camphor We come seeking your grace
At your feet, we wish to pour our sorrows
O Goddess of Samayapuram--
The one who gave India its independence was a lawyer!
The one who drafted India’s constitution was a lawyer!
India's first Prime Minister was a lawyer!
Following in the bold trail they blazed
comes my ambition to legalize same-sex marriage.
Come, make your ambitions come true, too.
So?
My team and I are relegated to just gathering information for you.
I'm just a postman, right?
You'll keep me in the dark about your approach to this case, right?
Malathy ma'am may have told you certain things about me.
Know this, Sakkarai.
You cannot see, be it in total darkness
or too much light.
The issues between me and Chellappa--
- Inspector Moorthy's land document. - Okay.
The transaction slip from Prayamvatha's personal account to Moorthy's account.
Okay, sir.
And the IDs both of them submitted to the bank.
Okay, sir.
Chellappa sir… Sir…
Please hear me out for a minute
before filing a corruption case against me.
Please, sir!
One day, Prayamvatha ma'am invited me to her school and showed me around.
"Why can't your son study here and become an IPS officer?" she asked.
I told her I would like that
but was unsure if my son could get a seat in such a place.
Suddenly, she offered to have him study here for free so he could make it big
in exchange for a small favor.
She wanted you to buy the land near the school as her proxy.
Yes, sir. She was unable to buy it herself because of your affidavit.
With a trustworthy man like me on record, she sought to expand the school.
I was in no position to refuse, sir.
Above all that, my son's future was at stake! Sir!
I'm talking here, and you're walking away silently.
Tell me what I should do, sir!
I'll re-register the land to the previous owner.
I'll even transfer my son out of the school.
I'll do what you say.
Moorthy,
I'm aware you're not making any money out of this.
But the Seafort Group gave an Inspector,
that is, you,
that piece of land as a bribe.
It must be filed as such.
Only then will my case hold water in court.
You're a great man, sir. For you, your case matters.
Is it fair to scapegoat me in this cold war
between you and Prayamvatha ma'am?
Sir!
I should have finished her ten years ago, but I didn't.
A great opportunity has presented itself.
- I can't let it pass! - Sir…
Why must my head roll for the sake of your opportunity?
If some good is to happen in the town, sacrifices must be offered.
Got it?
Get going, Moorthy.
Chellappa sir doesn't know the difference between politicians who steal billions
and thieves who steal buns for their hunger.
- No need, sir. - It's okay. Have it, sir!
Fine, give me that crap!
That's why he has such a remarkable reputation in court.
According to him, whatever it is, a crime is a crime!
When Chellappa sir defends anyone,
even the judge would be convinced of their innocence.
Listen!
I can't talk to her. You do it!
Your son, sir?
Yes.
The best school!
Just wait! He'll make it big!
Mr. Moorthy!
Madam will see you now.
Your son has blended well in the school, Mr. Moorthy.
- A bright boy. - Thank you, madam.
He's the Chief Investigation Officer on Chellappa sir's case.
Mr. Chakravarthy.
High-profile case.
Such a young Sub-Inspector is the lead investigator?
Do any of them seem familiar to you?
Any old students or alumni?
How can you even imagine such girls would be Seafort students?
You've seen our students.
Okay, gentlemen, if there's nothing else, I've got a busy day.
Chellappa sir had filed a public litigation suit
against you and this school.
An unresolved grudge that has lasted for over a decade.
Factoring in all that, you have a clear motive.
Trying to spook me on baseless grounds like Chellappa used to do?
It is not baseless.
The last call Chellappa got was from you.
So? That doesn't prove anything.
As our school was in Kallipattinam,
Chellappa's argument was that we give local students 50% of the seats.
That is his moral stance.
But I wasn't doing anything illegal.
He couldn't accept that and filed bogus suits against me.
I've filed a defamation case against him.
I called that day to tell him that.
So don't waste my time, please.
Okay.
Two meals!
Now… As of this moment,
I'm glad you're the C.I.
I feel relieved knowing I'm not leading this case.
That woman and her fancy English… Damn!
Just hearing it shuts me up!
Then how do I question her?
If she said I had no brains, I'd just say, "Yes, ma'am" and walk on!
I should have avoided saying "yes" to her
and should have enrolled my son in a public school.
I made a mistake.
Why, sir?
It's a good school. Very good standards.
What standards?
He hangs out with rich kids.
He is ashamed at the sight of his father and blatantly ignores me!
Moorthy sir…
He's a kid. As he was preoccupied with his friends,
he must not have noticed you. Don't make it a big deal.
Please eat.
Never mind, Sakkarai.
At times, I wonder for whom I'm doing this.
Hello?
Oh.
On my way, Malathy maa.
Alright.
Malathy maa called, sir. I got to go.
Eat and go.
It's a bit urgent. I'll be back.
Thanks. I should've thanked you this morning. I couldn't.
Nandini.
My name is Nandini.
You?
Muppi.
I spoke to the warden.
Get checked out at the hospital, just to be safe.
No need for that. This happens often.
Don't you want any medication for it?
No. I've met several doctors and visited many hospitals for this.
Everyone says it's a "psychogenic non-epileptic seizure."
It started ten years ago,
during the climax of the film Agni Natchathiram.
Was it because of the thrilling climax involving the father character?
Were you close to your father, Muppi?
No.
The lights turn off and on repeatedly in the climax, right?
It messes with my wiring.
It causes fits.
So, if we replace that busted tube light, the problem will be solved!
Yes. A more practical solution than going to the doctor.
Instead of that, my hostel warden forbade me from watching films.
W1, REMAND PRISONERS
- Who are you here to meet? - Saroja.
Okay, go!
If it's just a basket, it'll end up as a cheap garbage-collecting tool.
If it's glammed up a bit?
It's a quality product worth twice as much!
Get it, Malar?
Were you in this business out there, too?
- Take this. - Okay.
A bigger business.
I'm a businesswoman who has seen success outside!
But now, I’m in jail!
Wherever I am, I need to keep busy, right?
Excellent, sister.
What's up?
A small favor.
Using your influence, can you have the tube light in our cell changed?
Done.
Also, I've been meaning to ask you…
I heard Brinda caused trouble in the bathroom this morning.
Is the new girl okay?
She's fine.
These girls are really clear-headed.
Uma, show them the ropes!
Just one thing determines tasty cooking.
Proportion.
Be it salt, lentils, meat, or vegetables,
they must all be in balance.
Sister! A minute, please.
Can you take over my chores for today?
Sure. Why? Is something wrong?
No. I have something important to do.
Anytime that policeman tells you something, you dive right in, don't you?
See you, sister.
A good detective crime story.
Great choice.
Wrong choice.
To leave such books in a prison library.
So the convicts can read them to learn how to commit the perfect crime?
Clear out that side and this side.
Keep at it!
I can't keep hounding you. I have a lot of work!
How many times do I tell you not to go near the building, you moron?
Why aren't you getting that?
You'll only learn when the building crumbles onto your head!
I keep telling you! Come back this side!
What are you gawking at?
Nothing to see here! Get back to work!
Every day, I have to deal with these people…
This is my fate!
The next whack is for you.
Fine… Who handles supply here?
We have someone for that.
I don't know her real name.
Everyone calls her "Supermarket."
Soap, combs, biriyani. You name it, she's got it!
What would you like?
Rum.
I need a quarter of a bottle to sleep properly.
Hello?
Don't think by doing it fast you get to leave right away.
Another bundle will be waiting for you.
Go about it patiently.
A girl had a seizure in our cell last night, right?
Muppi.
She's better now.
You have the most difficult job around here.
- Can I-- - I don't need any help.
This might be new for anyone who grew up at home.
I did many such chores at school and college hostels!
Mom…
Remember what Dad said when Aunty died?
"You can never tell what can happen to anyone at any time.
That's why,
whenever we find faults with loved ones, we must talk it out and put it to rest."
At the time, he and his younger sister had problems.
They weren't on speaking terms.
Suddenly, she met with an accident and died.
He felt really bad about it.
Why bring it up now?
Where's Dhamu?
Mom, you didn't ask Dhamu to come?
You offered to drive, didn't you?
Mom!
Would you call him only to drive? He's part of this family as well!
Is Sundar always prone to quick bursts of anger?
Sundar's anger is justified.
I should have called Dhamu.
I forgot.
Dhamu has performed at the festival for fourteen years.
In just one more year, in the fifteenth year,
he'd have been qualified to play the Goddess.
That was his dream, too.
He has told me about it.
But…
when we were conducting Chellappa's last rites yesterday,
Sundar was not in his senses.
Without a moment's hesitation, Dhamu removed his amulet and did it himself.
His fourteen-year penance was interrupted then.
He needs to start all over again.
Do you know what a big deal it would have been had anyone else done it?
Anyone handling security at the festival, come in.
Coastal Duty, Unit B, Marthandan speaking!
Tell me, sir. Over!
If anyone sees Chellappa sir's driver, Dhamu, at the festival, let me know.
I saw Dhamu at the jetty of Broken Bridge a little while ago.
Want me to check if he's still there? Over.
You must embody other characters and work your way up for sixteen years!
It's not just their disguises that get washed away
but also their anger, jealousy, guilt…
What sin are you trying to wash away, Dhamu?
Nothing. Was going to dress up as the king after bathing.
Don't lie.
You removed your amulet.
You can't perform at the festival anymore.
Why did you remove the amulet?
Do you know this girl?
You don't?
Where were you on the night Chellappa sir died?
Were you angry with him?
Did he ill-treat you?
Tell me, Dhamu.
Hey, Dhamu! Stop!
Dhamu, whatever it is, you can be honest.
Tell me the truth!
We'll figure it out!
If you keep running, you'll only raise suspicion!
Waterproof phone, is it?
- Hello? Sakkarai? - Nandini?
Sakkarai?
There seems to be a link between these women.
I don't know how useful this information is.
It seems all eight of them were in hostels during school and college.
Okay. I'll deal with it.
- Do you know Chellappa's driver, Dhamu? - Yes, sir.
Send his photo to everyone
- handling security at the festival. - Okay, sir.
Have the control room issue an All Points Bulletin
- from all district stations. - Okay, sir.
One way or another, we need to find Dhamu.
Okay, sir.
The date Muppi joined school?
She'd stay back even during holidays?
None of Gaandhari's relatives visited her at school?
Her date of joining, ma'am?
What are you saying? No local guardian either?
Just "Senbagavalli"?
No initial in the admission form?
Oh.
Admission date, ma'am?
How can that be, sir?
With no birth certificate, father's name, or local guardian address,
how was Veera admitted into the hostel?
All of them were admitted to school between September 1st and 10th.
Generally, don't kids start school in June?
Yes, sir.
Only kindergartners and first graders are exceptions sometimes.
All eight enrolled in the same year. 2013.
Enrolled in a school with a hostel in the middle of the term.
None of the basic records required for school admission are available, sir.
2013.
Around ten years ago.
They must have been around 12 to 15 years of age, right?
At that age, you can't enroll yourself in school.
Tuition fees.
Who would have paid that?
I contacted the school management and got information from three schools.
It was a trust that enrolled them and paid their fees.
Uplight Society Foundation.
For the last twelve years, the Uplight Society Foundation
has been a reputed presence in our district's education sector
and has performed significant acts of service.
This year, they wish to provide books and financial aid
to students preparing for NEET exams.
To present the check to the D.I.G.,
I invite Ms. Prayamvatha, the trustee of this foundation, onto the stage.
UPLIGHT SOCIETY FOUNDATION
A strong man. A driven man.
A principled man.
Despite all that, the great Chellappa couldn't get anything on Prayamvatha!
What are we going to do, Sakkarai?
We have evidence that the girls' education was paid for by this woman's trust.
That will suffice, sir.
Prayamvatha ma'am!
You claimed you didn't recognize those eight women in the photo
and arrogantly dismissed us.
Here is evidence that your foundation paid for their entire education.
With this, I can prove you and those girls are connected--
Your name is Sakkarai, right?
What's your theory?
That I funded the education and livelihoods of those girls
so they could pounce on Chellappa like rabid dogs?
That I let them loose so they could shoot and kill him?
I haven't fully figured out what you did.
But I won't stop until I do.
I'm not saying this as a cop.
The deceased Chellappa was like a father to me.
Not just for you! The whole town reveres him--
Is he worthy of such an honor?
If he's such a good man, why would eight women confess to killing him?
Answer me, Sakkarai!
Ten years.
It's been ten years.
I'll never forget that day.
I know how that boy died in your school.
He leaped over the night campus fence
and drank illicit liquor, which poisoned him.
That's what happened.
The forensic report makes it clear.
His parents have been told the truth.
We've tightened hostel security to ensure kids don't sneak out.
Case closed.
Oh?
Prayamvatha,
this is the original autopsy report.
It was written before you paid to have a fake one generated.
The real thing!
It's all clear here.
The snacks the boy consumed at this school that evening
caused food poisoning.
The rest of the kids were spared, as they were at a sporting event that day.
The school has been functioning for just two years, Prayamvatha.
You're still figuring out how to run it.
As a woman on her own, you have come this far.
If you were to be imprisoned?
This school represents all your dreams and ambitions, doesn't it?
- I don't wish for you to lose-- - Tell me what you want!
Money?
How much to make those reports go away?
You're not the first man to blackmail me.
What's the deal?
You're sharp.
Immediately ready to negotiate.
Fine.
Come with me.
What have you done? Who are they--
That doesn't concern you.
These girls shouldn't be here anymore.
They need to disappear.
"Disappear"?
You want me to kill them?
No.
I need to be able to see them at any time.
Without anyone's knowledge.
Are you even human?
They are just kids.
I can't do this.
My conscience won’t let me.
Hey!
Do you want your conscience or your school?
You decide.
Just one condition.
If you want your precious school to thrive,
these girls must be separated and hidden away.
No one must find them.
More importantly,
In no way, shape, or form must these girls
be connected to me.
Deal?
Since then, Chellappa has filed case after case against me and the school.
It was his way of keeping me spooked
so that I wouldn't tell anyone about the girls.
You've never told anyone about this?
Why should I trust you?
I'm aware.
Aware of how Chellappa manipulates everyone.
If I spoke up, I'd be accused of tarnishing an honest lawyer's good name.
I don't have evidence of what happened that day.
Knowing he's dead is what gave me the courage to tell you this.
Are you ready to go on record with this?
Now that I have broken the shackles, I feel much braver.
I'm ready to testify at any police station or court.
Just one thing.
When you showed me the pictures of those girls today,
I felt a little joy.
I enrolled them at different boarding schools in different towns.
They seem like very confident women now.
Knowingly or not, I've done something good.
Sakkarai,
if those girls banded together and killed their demon…
Killed Chellappa.
Is that wrong?
If those girls banded together and killed their demon…
Killed Chellappa.
Is that wrong?
Be careful!
THE DEMON'S REVEAL
I am suspended in the sands of time
With no rhyme or rules of time
With no way to scream my woes
With no way to listen to reason I was lost
Vortex!