I want the landline records...
for the night, the day before and the day after.
I want the record for every single phone call made.
You're a really demanding man, sir.
When will I get it?
Records of the entire hospital?
Our relationship has really evolved, sir!
Look, I had the file ready before you asked for it.
This record is for?
Two days before and two days after.
You'll get your money tomorrow.
I could make your life easier if you pay me today.
How?
No.
The money?
You'll get it.
Sir, I've done my research.
You work really hard.
You scour through the CCTV footage day in and day out!
I figured I could help you out.
There's a landline phone at the reception.
The CCTV camera in the lobby takes 30 seconds to move from right to left.
So, for those 30 seconds...
that phone's in a blind spot.
I have a list of about 25 numbers which I feel are suspicious.
And these are the numbers that were dialed the day your boss died.
Here you go.
Why the fuck were you sitting on it, dumbass?
Hello?
Hello!
Who is it?
It's me, Shukla!
Hello, sir. I am calling from IICMS.
Man, you guys have really screwed me.
I'm borrowing money to pay my medical bills.
Hello!
Hello?
Hello! Balvinder Transport Service.
Hello?
You?
What's wrong?
I just wanted to have one last look at this room
before I bring the CBI here with me.
I'm kidding.
I really miss this room.
This chair...
I hope I can come here...
whenever I wish to.
You must've been really surprised...
when I made Aditi the defence minister.
You're the prime minister.
What more do you want?
Mental peace!
And I can't have it until...
I have a two-faced chameleon breathing down my neck.
This is where you killed him, right?
How did you give him the poison?
What did you use?
So...
you guys have been fighting amongst yourselves?
Who was fighting?
Speak up!
Sir, it was Haryana versus Bihar.
Where are you from?
I'm from Rajasthan.
I was trying to make peace.
You were trying to make peace?
Really?
You guys are young blood.
These twats on TV say that you're the future of this country.
The country's future
is standing here with ointment splattered across its bruised ass.
One ticket to Dubai costs 21,098 rupees!
If your fucking shitshow...
forces me to cancel my fucking tickets,
I'll have to take appropriate action against the perpetrators.
Are you getting me?
Now, be the good little boys you are,
and keep chanting "Vande Mataram" every day.
What will you say?
Vande Mataram.
Once again and louder!
What will you say?
-Vande Mataram. -Vande Mataram.
Very good.
-Kasturi! -Yes, sir?
Take them to the hospital. And listen up!
If I get one more complaint...
I'll oil your asses up and beat the shit out of you myself!
Clear?
Shiva!
I've been calling you! Why aren't you answering?
Something's wrong.
I don't think Chetan did it.
He wouldn't have reacted the way he did,
had he done it.
Maybe, we're not looking at the whole picture.
Everything's possible, Shiva.
But why would Chetan do it?
I don't know. Maybe--
Maybe it was their plan...
to gain some sympathy.
But they ended up having a fight.
Or they wanted control over the party.
-Or they don't want us in the-- -Sana! Sana!
What are you saying?
I'm fucked up, Shiva!
And I am fucking you up too.
I know--
I think we should give it some time.
But we can't just sit here.
And...
we can't leave it up to the police either.
We should get some help.
From who?
Samar was here at VNU.
He had praised you.
He likes you.
And he's in power.
If he steps in...
we could have a fair investigation.
He's close to Mr. Jigar as well.
So...
we could talk to him...
and ask him to help us.
Fucking piece of shit!
Hello, Dr. Pathak!
What?
Mr. Gurpal?
How are you?
Yes, I'm doing really well.
But what are you doing here?
Well, I'm just getting a three-hour sleep for the past few weeks...
because of you and Dr. Sooraj.
I'm forced to stare at your ugly faces and empty lives on my laptop.
Tell me, is that fair?
Mr. Gurpal...
you've questioned me in every possible way.
I haven't said a word.
And, sir, I--
I've already received my payment.
Why would I take a risk?
That is why I am asking...
why would you take a risk?
Gurpal, I've warned you against coming here!
You're creeping me out now!
One minute, ma'am.
Let me explain.
Dr. Pathak...
I have a couple of bad news for you.
The first one is in this folder.
Dr. Sooraj often pays your wife a visit between 02:00 to 03:00 p.m.
What do they do in there?
Well, I'm not interested in wasting my time.
I don't think you're interested in watching it either.
The second...
is in this folder.
Four hours before Devki died...
you were tying your shoelaces at the reception.
The camera moved from right to left...
and when it came back you were still tying your laces.
But the thing is...
you used the wrong foot...
and the laces were already tied.
Take your glasses off...
Take your glasses off.
Tell me the truth, motherfucker!
Pathak?
I was fucked, sir!
I was fucked.
The deal I made with you...
it really haunted me.
Really?
I felt like...
what I was about to do was a grave sin.
Bummer.
It's a vicious job!
I wanted to get out of this deal.
But I knew that...
you guys would kill me if I tried to get out of this deal.
I was just trying to save Mr. Devki Nandan.
Mr. Devki Nandan's close associate...
Anuradha Kishore.
I found her assistant, Maithili's number.
I don't know why, but I thought if I told Ms. Maithili...
she would try and save Mr. Devki Nandan.
You told Maithili about this?
Shit.
Then?
That was it, sir.
She didn't help me either.
I had to do...
what you guys wanted me to do.
What proof did you give Maithili?
No, sir!
I didn't give her any proof.
Damn it, Pathak! Stop lying now!
How did she know about the chemical?
Ma'am, please believe me.
I didn't give her any proof.
In fact, back then, we had no proof!
There was no evidence!
I just called her once, that's all.
Did you meet Maithili after that?
No, sir.
Sir, I didn't even give her my name.
Sir...
Ma'am!
Please, trust me, ma'am! All I did was one phone call!
I didn't give her any evidence, any proof!
Fucking bitch!
So, when Anuradha came over to meet Father that evening...
she knew it!
Yes, assuming Maithili told her everything.
Bitch!
The old hag's devious, sir.
As you guys have seen...
the revolutionaries of SAI are busy fighting amongst themselves.
The entire university is laughing at us!
Because you guys are fighting like petty fucking goons!
Do you think a party that cannot handle itself,
will be able to handle your issues?
Enough! Stop this bullshit.
-What do you mean by bullshit-- -Guys, please shut up!
-I didn't say a word, man! -Exactly!
You're not saying a word. You aren't campaigning with us!
Everyone knows you handed over the phone to the police.
They were "fighting" for farmers' freedom.
But they've ended up in jail themselves.
You know that the cops always support JLD!
And the media is their fucking lapdog!
They tried everything they could!
But they had to let Chetan go in two days!
Our national party...
has been running this country for the past three terms.
And this college needs...
a strong party like CJLD as well!
Come on!
We have the presidential debate tomorrow.
I request you to be there.
Let's do this.
Let's stay together till the elections are over.
Just a few days more!
Chetan? What do you say?
Alright.
Shiva?
You are contesting the election, right?
Are you contesting the election?
No, sir.
Not in the midst of this chaos.
He's waiting for you.
Sir, what you said at the university the other day,
that's our reality as well.
He was a really close friend.
And as you know, friendship supersedes party politics in our university.
Sir, if you could push for a fair inquiry...
it would really help Vishal's case.
Are you sure none of your friends are involved?
No.
When was the last time you saw him?
On the 12th.
A CBI team is already on it...
unofficially.
Hey!
Are you coming?
No, man. Carry on.
Alright.
I'm reporting live from Chandni Chowk.
The CBI has discovered several crucial evidences
in the murder case of VNU student Vishal Awasthi.
Our sources tell us that a team of CBI officials
is headed straight towards Mahant Kunj police station.
The investigation is under progress.
Reporting live for K News, Owais Bhatt, Delhi.
They were on it the second I got a call from Jigar.
They'll be releasing an official statement soon.
On the night of the 12th,
Chetan Kranti and some of his associates,
kidnapped Vishal Awasthi.
They were holding him in a factory in Old Delhi.
Two days later, Vishal was murdered.
The DNA reports clearly prove that
Chetan Kranti is the man responsible for this murder.
Who's Chetan Kranti?
Where are you taking him? Do you have a warrant?
Sir, please listen to me! Sir!
Sir, please listen to me!
Chetan, we'll handle it.
Hello?
Shiva!
It's me, Samar Pratap.
You were right.
CBI is done with its investigation.
It was Chetan.
Come home.
We need to talk.
Yes, sir.
Students!
This debate is being canceled.
There are some serious concerns with regards to one candidate.
The browser that was used to call you
was used for an online transaction as well.
That's all I could get.
I know this vulnerability on this portal.
I was trying to track someone else
and coincidentally my system found the match.
I've found an address and a phone number based on the credit card details.
The address is,
"Alley number seven, 15/6, Old Delhi."
And you're sure about this?
Hundred percent.
Professor!
Jagriti!
-Hi! -Hi! How are you?
All good! All good!
And congratulations!
Sandhya gave me the good news.
Thank you.
But I'm not going to be the dean.
Yeah, but you're going to be a father, right?
Now be prepared for the madness and I am coming for the party!
Bye! See ya!
Sandhya's pregnant, Samar.
It's over.
She won't be coming back.
She always wanted to have a child.
And now...
she'll marry him.
No, she won't.
You don't know her, Samar.
You don't know the law.
Our dear friend, Mr. Kailash...
will have to divorce his wife as well.
Sir, Shiva's here.
I'll talk to you later.
Jigar...
you have a scandal up your sleeve.
You might lose a finger.
But the enemy's gonna lose his fucking dick.
You should be contesting this election, Shiva.
Our party has been shattered, sir.
Anyway...
I'm the traitor who ratted the party out.
You can be Jan Lok Dal's candidate.
The JLD youth wing has 40 lakh students.
Not a single one of them has made it to this room.
You might think I'm being opportunistic.
Or that I helped you out because I had an ulterior motive.
And that's alright, Shiva.
You have a fire in you.
When you speak, the people, they believe.
Getting thousands of people to believe you is no mean feat, Shiva.
This country's politics needs you.
And you need politics.
A corner office, no matter how grand...
won't satisfy you, Shiva.
And it shouldn't.
But you know this deep inside.
I knew it.
I knew it when I was 22.
Everything you want to do,
you need to be in power to do it.
And at least for the next 15 years,
JLD's the only party that's gonna be in power.
You know it.
The rest is up to you.
But remember...
your present fame...
it won't last forever.
Some girl will come along with a dazzling new wink,
she'll become the new internet icon.
Two years from now...
the press might print someone else's face with your name written under it.
And no one will give a shit.
You cannot be a nobody anymore, Shiva.
You'll lose your mind.
The university doesn't have its candidates.
The election nominations will be reopening.
Sleep over it.
You're a good boy.
Thank you, sir.
URINATING ON THE WALL IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED
Sir, you had asked me to sleep over it, but...
I've made my decision.
You are right.
I need politics.
I will contest the election, sir.
But I won't do it for your party.
Gotcha!
I'll be an independent candidate.
I'll form my own party.
I might have to work a little harder, but I'll do it, sir.
And... thank you very much, sir...
for having this talk.
Now, it's my turn.
Will you like to have a drink with me?
I hope I have your blessings, sir.
Shiva...
all the best.
Thank you, sir. ur blessings, sir.