Leonardo Dicaprio at the age of seven?
Da Vinci, the painter.
Dicaprio.
Even he was an artist in The Titanic.
And…
improve mom's sketch a little from here.
Victor.
Shall we?
Yes, bro.
By the way, what is the title of your painting?
Paintings have a title too?
It's very hot, babe.
-Not here. -You know, I really love these quick ones.
Sorry, papa. I sent him to get some candies.
But he dropped them accidentally.
Doesn't matter. We will get it cleaned up.
In fact, we were just looking for you.
Uncle Binoy wants to click some family photos.
I will see you outside.
Darling, we missed you at the party.
No issues.
It's time to sleep.
Open your mouth.
Open your fucking mouth!
Yeah!
Well done.
Since I was a kid, I always believed that every father is a monster.
Some less,
and some more.
Moorthy was J's ideal.
Then why would J murder Moorthy who was like a father figure to him?
The reason is as surprising as the entire case.
I always want to be like,
those who have what I don't.
The urge to right every wrong.
But my fear always comes in my way…
which my father has hammered into me.
We are all tethered to something in this life.
But someday I will try to break free.
I will try to get rid of each nail that has been hammered into me.
So many are crucified,
but the one who can liberate himself and fight his fears…
is the real savior.
And my savior is… J.
You like eating candies in the middle of the night, right?
Come, I will give you candies.
Help! Please.
Help! Help!
Papa, don't bother mom up there.
Don't bother her there!
Help! Help!
Help!
What brought you here all of a sudden?
How is Vrushali?
I haven't seen her for a long time.
She…
I don't know, but…
she was having some kind of trouble with her restaurant.
I mean, that is what she said.
And you'll be solving this matter too, isn't it?
Me? Why will I do it?
It's none of my business.
I was going to tell him.
Who?
JP.
Okay. Yes.
It's a good idea.
What's a good idea?
JP is looking for a girl, isn't he?
So?
Vrushali… is single.
JP is single.
Vrushali and Prakash.
-Jai Prakash. -Jai Prakash. I said Jai Prakash.
-I said. -Yes. You did. Yes.
Have a samosa.
Order some more.
What happened in physical education?
Why have they given you a "B" in that?
But it's okay. You got good marks in everything else.
Hi, Siya.
Come, play with us.
Go, Siya. Go, play.
Your friends are calling you. Go. I will be right here.
Hi.
Any update on this?
The download speed is still the same, sir.
We have received 27 to 28 images so far.
Like a puzzle.
Did you find the source?
It's uncrackable, sir.
Look at this.
Amsterdam. Sydney. Toronto.
He's constantly changing his location using a VPN.
He could be anywhere right now.
Excuse me, Mrs. Sabharwal.
What happened? Did you see a ghost?
Neither did you say a "hi" nor a "hello."
Where is Avinash?
You keep asking where Avinash is,
and I have only one question for you.
Who will give Siya her insulin?
Don't you dare take Siya's name!
Okay.
Presenting, only for you, a new phone.
With a burner sim card.
Along with unlimited talk time.
And to keep you company on lonely nights, your always available husband.
Okay.
And remember, goods once sold will not be taken back.
By the way, I wanted to thank you.
I couldn't thank you the last time either.
You killed the monster under my bed.
So, thank you so much.
I mean something that I could never dare to do, you did it for me.
Railway track?
Railway track.
You… knew him.
I am Victor Bahl.
Son of Neel Bahl.
Oh, here you are, sir.
Shall we continue with the school tour?
Please.
By the way, do check out the 12th page of today's Delhi Cover.
Sir, next time do bring your child along.
Yeah, for sure. My son would be really glad to see your school.
Dr. Indu Rao. Avinash knew him.
For two years, he used to work under her.
I don't know how useful this information is,
but, when I saw it in the papers, I thought you should know.
Kabir… please stop him.
Save Avi.
I don't want…
J still controls him.
Yes, sir.
Actually, that day when she was taken to the hospital,
we found out she had a faulty pacemaker.
That's why…
One of the lifts was shut that day.
I see.
Where is your security room?
That day Dr. Indu left the show midway.
We got a call from a private number.
He was asking weird questions.
She was pretty disturbed by that.
And immediately after that, she got a heart attack, in the elevator.
How long has the server not been working?
The CCTV servers of the entire building malfunctioned since Saturday night.
And because it was Sunday the next day, no one came to fix it.
Can I hear the recording of the show?
Yes, sir.
I just spoke with Indu Rao's daughter.
Everyone believes that it's a natural death.
Did Abha madam guess it wrong?
I got a beautiful gift for you.
Happy birthday.
NATASHA, ANGAD, INDU, PRITPAL
Bro, can I ask a question?
Will you actually leave once all the heads of Raavan are destroyed?
Leaving me alone?
Like my brother?
Bro.
Look, I finished my drawing.
Now you draw yourself.
Where is the title?
Title…
Paradise.
That will be the title of your painting.
Bro.
Don't go.
He used to beat him every day.
He would have a new injury on his face every other day.
But that night he ran away.
He ran away from home. And never came back.
My papa ruined everything that belonged to me, right before my eyes.
Your brother isn't here…
but he's with you.
Always remember that.
Thank you so much, bro.
Thank you so much.
Oh, God!
Are they drilling a cave here?
They just start off at any time.
Bro, tell me.
Who's next?
People in this city are addicted to offers.
You're getting two entertainers for the price of one tonight.
Me and my guide dog.
His name is Birju.
Birju, say hello.
"What's up."
When people read "India's only blind ventriloquist",
they queue up to buy tickets.
As if I care. Your money, your time.
And if you've paid for the tickets, then I'm all yours for the time being.
Sir, this one is my favorite so far.
It's going to be a lot of fun.
Sir, one selfie. One selfie.
-At least tell me where to look. -Left, sir.
-Sir, right. -Towards your left.
-Yeah that's right. -Thank you so much.
-Thank you. -Thank you so much, sir.
Thank you. Thank you.
This one is nice.
It's such a good picture.
Hey, Neeraj. Can I…
No, you can't.
Sorry.
Just kidding. Please come.
No, no, not selfies.
Thank you.
I am Rahul.
Hi, Neeraj.
Listen, just loved your show. You were so good.
-This is very kind of you. Thank you. -Yeah.
Could I offer you a drink?
Drink?
I am not sure, I…
What time is it?
Time to have a drink.
-Seem like a fun guy. -Yeah. You'll come?
-But Birju doesn't drink. -No, just you and me.
Birju, I'll be right back.
Birju can get some rest. He is tired.
After returning from London,
I started my own manufacturing unit, here in Ratlam.
I see.
Delhi is home. So, I come here sometimes.
-No place like home. -Yeah.
Where do you live?
I was born here in Haryana,
but, currently living in Delhi.
By the way, Neeraj… coming to think of it.
Why don't you come over and perform, at my company's annual symposium?
It's next week at the plant.
I don't think my staff's ever seen anything like this before.
I'm sure they would love it.
Please come. I mean of course if your calendar is free.
By the way, my calendar is Kingfisher.
You got an amazing response today.
Thanks, Zenia. Hey, baby. Guess what?
Next week we are going to Ratlam.
-Ratlam? Why? -Yeah.
We have a show. This is Rahul,
and he has offered us a show.
It's a good excuse to go holidaying.
I've heard Ratlam's snacks are pretty famous.
-Let's go. Done. -Yeah.
Can I get you a beer?
Yeah, sure.
Will you tell me what we're going to do about Zenia,
when she will be sitting in the front seat, and posting on social media.
About our entire journey.
What will we do about her?
Women, I tell you! God dammit… women!
Come let's go to the park.
Everything is alright.
Let's go.
Cute little puppies.
You want treat, right?
-Basu. -Yes, Neeraj tell me.
What have you done, man?
-What happened? -Birju's eyes aren't moving.
Try pressing the button on the top.
Am I the comedian or you?
You know I can only check.
Yeah, Found it. Found it.
Yeah, it's happening.
Thanks, Basu. I'll speak to you later. Bye.
Birju, can you see now?
Now everything is visible.
What say, Rahul? What do you think about it?
Everyone will be speechless!
-Isn't it? -Yeah.
By the way, I already booked the train tickets to Ratlam, without asking you.
I hope that's okay. First-class coupe tickets.
Why train?
That's most convenient.
I too travel by train.
Because the nearest airport to Ratlam is 150 kilometers away.
I can get bus tickets too, if the train is not your style.
But there will be potholes on the way and that could be a pain.
-You tell me. -No, in that case, the train is good.
-Yeah? -Yeah. The train is better.
I haven't traveled by train for a long time.
I'll inform Zenia. She will be very excited.
She loves trains.
Yeah, I love trains too.
Sir, we've dispatched the teams all over the city.
Ruins, old factories, every place where he can hide.
Last time he was hiding in a cinema hall.
He won't play the same film twice.
Don't just search old ruins and factories.
-Look in other places too. -Yes, sir.
Mathur, any leads from Abha and Shirley's phone records?
No, sir. But we are constantly tracking their phone calls.
Just the usual incoming and outgoing calls.
But sir, he hasn't contacted any of them yet.
-He hasn't? -No, sir.
Okay, keep an eye out.
Any update on the patient, who was discharged from the asylum?
Do you remember how that child died screaming, Dr. Indu?
Because you didn't want to admit,
there's a better doctor than you who can treat him.
Avinash knew her.
For two years he used to work under her.
Please save Avi. J still controls him.
J was in that building. I am sure.
Radio station. Now.
Now!
I met Kabir.
I diverted him towards Indu Rao.
Good. I'll tell you when to meet him and what to say.
But before that Abha, there's another thing you need to do.
You will have to contact Swordfish.
He's previously helped me out in several other cases.
He'll contact you through a secret chat room.
And only after entering the calling code.
It's very important, Abha
that you don't use your IP address.
The cops would be tracing it as well.
He has to hack Victor's IP and intercept data.
He needs to make sure that the images Victor is sending to the Crime Branch,
shouldn't get interrupted.
Otherwise, he will know he has been hacked.
Swordfish needs to replace the final image,
which is your face, with a different image.
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo, catch a tiger by its toe.
That one.
Cheers.
Is he a man or an illusion?
Not a single clue of how he got in or left.
Could we be mistaken, sir?
Maybe he didn't come here.
Sir, J's escape from the asylum…
and Indu's death at the same time.
Something seems off, sir.
-That radio-- -I'll get the car.
-Prakash. -Sir.
-Yes. -Prakash sir.
I'm at hotel Silver Orion.
The guy that brings customers for Shirley… Guddu,
I think he's giving her customer details.
Fine, keep an eye on her. But check who the customer is.
Okay, sir. I'll check on him.
This one. Yes.
Welcome, sir. I am Saloni Singh. May I help you, sir?
That guy with long hair, whom you just handed the card.
He was talking to a girl. Which room did she go to?
-Sir… -Shall I go through each and every entry,
or will you give me the room number?
Let me check, sir.
Sir, it's 1402.
Now, check your records,
whose name is the room booked under.
Please check.
Sir, this room is booked under the name of Mr. Nirmal Jain.
Photo ID.
Sir, this is his photo ID.
Single malt.
You really made my day.
Those guys upstairs are having some real fun because of you.
Till the time, the guests upstairs have a blast,
we'll enjoy our single malt.
Cheers.
Sir, we got to meet. Now.
You know J, only one thought keeps crossing my mind.
Every story has an ending.
Good or bad, but it has an ending.
What about us?
What is your part of the story?
You never told me.
My parents sold me on GB Road.
I am just kidding.
I had to raise my brother without my parents.
I took a job that required less time and made more money.
That's my story.
I can't say if there's pain or not, but there's no regret.
Sir, we got the ID of the client.
His name is Nirmal Jain.
-Send me a photo of his ID. -Okay, sir.
Madam.
-When will sir be available? -Mr. Kaul is busy in a meeting.
I can't be sure.
Alan.
Where is he?
He is in trouble.
The way you describe it, sounds like college must be really fun.
So? How many girls are crazy about my brother?
Seriously.
You know I still feel for Rahila.
-Okay. Bye, bye, bye. -See you.
Alan. Alan. Alan. You forgot your phone, man.
Here.
-Thank you. -What is this?
I'm leaving, okay.
I'll see you in the morning. My shift ends at 7:00 a.m.
-Bye-bye. -Bye, have fun.
Just half an hour more, buddy. Don't go, please.
Rahila, I know you well. Your half an hour will never be over.
You have fun. I'll buzz you.
Stop the car. Stop!
Overtake him. Stop the car!
Check.
-Come out. -Come out.
-Didn't you listen. -Come out.
-What happened, sir?
Nagesh, check properly.
-What happened? -Sameer, check the boot.
-But what's wrong, sir? -Sir, there's nothing in here.
Where are you coming from, hero?
Coming from a party in Chhatarpur.
You guys have been partying pretty hard these days.
I didn't even drink.
-Did not drink? -Sir.
-Sir, I don't have anything. -Turn around.
I don't have anything.
Sir, I have a flight to catch tomorrow.
-I will help you catch the flight. -Sir, I will get late.
I don't have anything, sir. Believe me sir.
What is this?
Someone set him up, J.
He's been in the lock-up.
And there's nothing I can do for him.
But I will…
Hey, darling. How are you doing?
I'm at home. When are you coming back?
That's great. I'll see you at the farm.
Can't wait.
Bye.
Okay, Mr. Kaul.
Your support will help a lot of people.
Goodnight.
Sir, he's not going to stop.
Until his five victims aren't dead, J won't stop.
After going through the radio recording, and the CCTV footage,
it's very clear that Dr. Indu Rao, didn't die under normal circumstances.
It was a cold-blooded predetermined, and a very well planned murder!
Avinash and J are the same people.
Probably Avinash called the victim,
and triggered the emotion of ego through conversation.
The rest was executed by J, which is clearly evident in this clip.
He is a criminal, and he has to be stopped.
We will have to stop him.
Sir, if we had leaked this news to the media,
then Indu Rao would still be alive, and we would have caught J.
Kabir, you have created a nice environment in your department,
where anyone can give advice to their seniors.
It's a good practice.
Propagates free thinking. Nice.
I don't understand one thing, sir.
Why is your department suddenly showing such keen interest in this old case?
Kabir, you have to save this city from J, and I have to save it from J's terror.
Even I want that, sir.
But our methods are different.
I follow my conscience, and you follow your emotions.
Neither of us is wrong.
We'll know who's wrong…
after we find the dead body of Avinash's next victim.
Be very clear that we are not going to the media.
Indu Rao died because of her faulty pacemaker,
and Avinash is still in the asylum, for the world.
Only we and this pen drive have the truth.
Delete every visual evidence connected to him.
Kabir.
You two wait.
No one leaves this house happy.
Hi. I'm Rahila.
Kabir.
Okay.
Does anyone of you have asthma?
-Sir? -Asthma?
No, sir.
If anyone has made a copy of this…
I'll transfer you…
to the traffic department.
If you don't have asthma.
Everyone tells me to be like papa.
I tried by starting to smoke cigarettes.
I don't think it's helping.
What to do?
I guess sordidness is not easily cultivated.
You know him better.
Who am I to interfere in your lives?
You seem pretty hurt.
Can I sing a song?
In localities like these,
you can be fined for loud noises or disturbances.
Do you know who my father is?
Wait, I'm coming…
Got to go. Duty calls.
Listen.
Do you do… everything with such passion?
I have to.
It's my duty to save lives.
Abha, I am so glad you didn't tell Siya anything.
If you talk to Avinash or J,
then please try and convince him to talk to me once.
-Dr. Sehgal, I'll just call you back. -Sure.
Thank you for meeting me at such short notice.
-I know it's late. -No, it's fine.
It's okay.
Would you like some coffee?
No. It's a little urgent. I will be quick.
-Come, Goofy. -Abha, I've realized--
She doesn't know anything about Avinash.
-Yeah don't worry. -Come, this way.
Hi, baby.
Hi, Siya.
-Hi, Uncle. -How are you?
-I am fine. -Who is he?
-Goofy. -Can I say hi to him?
Hey, Goofy.
You've become so tall.
She is so tall now.
-You want something, child? -No I'm fine.
Did you eat?
Both of you go inside.
-I'll just be out, okay? -Yeah.
-Come Goofy. Bye, Uncle. -Bye.
-No more playing with Goofy. -Okay.
Go to bed quickly.
-I'll come to check. -Okay, goodnight.
Get every little information.
How much time is it going to take?
Yes.
-They grow so fast. -Yeah.
Abha, what I'm going to share with you now…
it's highly classified.
I think you were right.
Dr. Indu was murdered.
It was J.
I want to show you something.
Pritpal gave Avinash trauma in 1986.
Next victim Natasha, 1993.
Angad, 2001.
Dr. Indu… 2008.
He's killing his victims in the same order, they met Avinash
and caused him trauma.
That is the pattern here.
And Moorthy was just an exception.
He killed him first,
because he got the Raavan philosophy from him.
Abha, I can surely say this.
His next victim will be someone he met after 2008.
I understand, but…
-I-- -When did you meet Avinash
for the first time?
2009. When I was interning.
After you met Avinash…
is there anyone you met
or was there anyone, who caused him trauma?
Or gave him psychological stress?
I don't remember who I met the day before.
There is so much happening.
-And 12 years ago… -We have to look close.
We have to look close.
If we want to save both of them…
his next victim and…
Avinash.
In case you remember anything,
then call.
Of course.
-Shall we? -Sir, I've details on Shirley's customer.
He runs a small grocery store in Tilak Nagar.
He doesn't look like someone,
who can afford to take Shirley to a five-star hotel.
Come on. Click.
-Your bill, sir. -Look at this. See…
Wow!
-You made my life. -Where is my wallet?
Nirmal, I'll be right back. My…
My wallet… I'll be right back.
-Manager. -Yes, sir.
Tell me one thing.
Did that man pay with cash or card?
Cash.
Hello.
Oh, okay. Okay.
This phone number is temporarily out of service.
Fuck!
That's for ma'am, and soup for you, sir.
Sorry. Sorry.
Hello.
Hello, please come out.
Sir, please try to understand. This is against the rules.
Open it, man.
Sir…
-Hello, how can you come inside? -By opening the door.
-How can you come inside like this? -Don't ask questions.
-How did you let them come in? -Wait a minute.
-Is there no privacy here? -Who was here?
Why do you care who he was?
-Someone was here. -How did you let them come in here?
I said do not ask questions.
What kind of privacy does this place have?
Sir, I'll tell you where he gets off.
Fourth.
Three.
Sir, I think he'll get off on the ground floor.
Two.
One. Sir, ground floor.
Sir, no. It's going to the basement.
Basement two, sir, and not one.
It stopped, sir. I am coming.
Hey, move!
Don't move!
That bloody… he escaped, sir.
That was awesome.
Phone…
What, sir?
Track my phone.
-What? -Track my phone.