-Yeah. -Krushna.
Actually... Promila was saying that for the next episode,
both you and Hasmukh will have to write your own material.
What the hell?
Are all the writers dead?
I mean...
Promila will drive me crazy.
Please write your own material.
Wasim bhai. Greetings.
-Is Jameel bhai inside? -Yes, he is.
But he's in the bathroom right now.
He's in a bad mood today. Come back tomorrow.
-But, Wasim bhai-- -I said come back tomorrow.
Okay.
Wait a minute.
Wasim bhai...
Take this.
Come back tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
But that's what you said yesterday. And now you're saying tomorrow again.
I've had it with you.
We're under pressure.
Find the killer.
By the way, sir, we have a suspect.
We are taking action.
Do whatever it takes.
Here you go.
If you don't get the job done in 48 hours...
you can open this and read it.
-Sir? -Forty-eight hours.
Is there a vacant plot of land next to yours?
From the looks of it, my plot will be vacant pretty soon.
Oh, God. Wait.
Let's go.
He was an outstanding writer.
He scripted his own death.
Why do you guys look so sad? He wasn't murdered.
People like him don't get killed. They become martyrs in the line of duty.
The lad just boosted our ratings.
Ma'am, the police have given us a 24-hour window.
-They're shutting down Film City. -What?
You mean there won't be any finale?
-I'll do something. -Please do something.
You always get me out of such predicaments.
Please save me.
-Understood? -Yes, sir.
You can't imagine the losses.
Sir, I'll do something as well. Please don't worry.
Yeah, I have a job for you.
I want you to make this video sensational,
so it spreads like a fever.
"Fever," sir?
You mean so it goes viral.
-Make it viral. -Yeah, viral.
Make it viral.
After the murder of Neeraj Pandey, the writer of Kings of Comedy,
many questions are being raised about Alankaar TV.
You might remember that our channel was the first to break this news.
Now, this news has become the talking point,
not just in this city but throughout the entire country.
Social media has been set afire by people's comments on this matter.
"Hashtag, A Writer's Death" is trending on Twitter.
We are keeping a constant eye on this news.
Please stay with us for further developments in the story.
Hardik Mehta for ABB News.
Fine.
Even in Bollywood films, only villains have plans.
Krushna.
-And that plan always fails. -Krushna.
Because, in this world, real things happen by mistake
and not as per plans.
The world is filled with such mistakes.
Take this room, for instance.
Hasmukh is going to win.
He's got the fire in his belly.
So let's make some mistakes tonight.
He has the hunger... for comedy.
To win.
I used to be like this.
What happened?
Take our dear KK, for instance.
Even his name isn't original.
I've lost.
What are you looking at, asshole?
Look here...
I wrote a joke.
Read it out loud. Go on.
It's empty.
Exactly. It's empty.
Because I am empty, Ajinkya.
I'm a loser.
L-O...
ser.
Loser.
This is Hasmukh.
His name is Krushna Kumar...
And this is KK.
Your KK.
-This is my KK? -Your KK.
This empty glass?
Stand up.
Get up. Get up.
-Who are you? -I'm an asshole.
You're the king of comedy.
Who defeated that Rakesh Pandit?
You did.
And now you'll let that amateur defeat you?
Will you let him defeat you, Krushna?
What is your name?
KK.
Say it again. I can't hear you.
I am Krushna Kumar.
-Say it again. -I am Krushna Kumar.
It will be transferred to your account by tomorrow morning, sir.
Jimmy, Jimmy, hear me Jimmy, Jimmy
What's wrong?
Why are you in such a rotten mood?
Nothing much, Rhea.
"I am not angry with life, just surprised."
Wow, that's deep.
Well, let me fix your mood.
The show's finale is tomorrow, and the ratings are hitting the roof.
Your friend is about to become a star, Jimmy.
He'll be a star.
Good.
Good for him.
I am just his manager.
I look after his money and clean up after him.
What's wrong?
Nothing, Rhea.
Something's definitely wrong.
Fortune is smiling at you, and this is how you're reacting.
What can I say?
This city has always taken from me but has never given back.
But it did give you this beautiful thing.
Me.
And I don't know whether I am worthy of it.
You should stay away from me, Rhea.
If you're frustrated with Hasmukh, don't vent it on me.
Hello?
Yes, ma'am. One second.
Don't go anywhere. We need to talk. Don't go.
Yeah. Sure, ma'am.
What the...
I can't decide what to eat and what not to eat.
I'm not hungry anymore.
Naik, you know what puzzles me?
Shastri...
and Sunny definitely had a connection with Indori.
To top it off, the spoon and the eye.
But how does the writer fit into all this?
Why kill the writer?
I am sure he used to bore people with his poems.
-Naik, really? -I was joking, sir.
Sir. Look at this.
This is Gulati. He's dead.
Everyone has to die someday.
Sir, his throat was cut.
It's a murder case.
So?
He was a famous comedian from Uttar Pradesh.
Hasmukh's mentor.
He was killed before his show.
And he was last seen with Hasmukh.
What the...
It's gone. My pension's gone.
Take a look at the accounts.
Fifteen lakh per episode for five episodes comes to 75 lakhs.
I've already paid your aunt.
This is yours and Sasha's ticket to Goa.
Now clear my dues.
Listen, Jimmy...
Make the cheque in favour of Neelkanth Tripathi,
my real name.
Fine.
Please consider, sir. Please.
If you can give us just one day, we can wrap up our finale.
And there will be a complete police lockdown, like...
Complete arrangements.
Sir, we'll be happy to pay.
Whatever arrangements that your department suggests...
we'll cover it.
Rhea, listen, I need you to go into my office.
Access net banking on my computer right now.
I've texted you the account details. Just open my laptop.
Listen to me very carefully. My password is 242500.
Okay. 242500.
Double zero. Yes.
-Do you have it? -I am just transferring the funds.
Yeah.
Yeah, they transferred. I'm just emailing the transaction status.
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
-I know exactly what you're doing. -What...
-Just shut up. -Do not call Promila.
Please, Rhea, I'm begging...
Rhea, please. Rhea! Where are you going?
-Rhea, please. Please try and understand. -Leave me.
-Ajinkya, leave my hand. -I am begging you, Rhea.
-Ajinkya, I don't give a shit! -Give me the phone, Rhea.
Do not call Promila. We're friends, aren't we?
-We're friends. -Ajinkya, leave my hands.
We're friends. Please. Rhea!
Rhea!
Rhea! Rhea! Rhea.
-Yeah, Rhea? -Jimmy--
Rhea.
Rhea?
Rhea! Hasmukh!
What happened?
Rhea!
Office.
It's alright!
Come on. Faster.
A terrified Mumbai wants to know the identity of this murderer
whose next victim was Rhea Mehra, an Alankaar TV employee.
How long have she been working here?
Sir...
What did I ask?
Is the CCTV working?
Naik, we were never going to find anything useful on their CCTV cameras.
Something is definitely odd, sir.
Pension for tension.
Jimmy received a video call.
She was running away from someone.
Someone was trying to kill her.
Is there something that you saw?
We just saw a hand for a brief second.
Then...
We couldn't do anything.
She kept screaming.
How did you know she was at the office?
She had called before.
These two were supposed to meet for dinner.
She'd said so.
Okay.
You two wait outside.
We have more questions for you.
Okay.
Come.
Promila.
Ms. Promila.
Can we talk to you?
What can I say? I don't know what to say.
I'd asked her to go home, you know?
Give your phone number to our constable.
We need to talk to you, too.
-Okay-- -This is a murder case.
We need to talk to everyone.
But I was the one who called you.
And I even told you on the phone that it's the Belt Killer.
-You do your job. -And let us do ours.
Yes, sir.
Hasmukh.
How long were you with Gulati?
What?
How long were you with Gulati?
Four years.
Nice belt.
Sir... we want a byte please.
No. No questions, please.
Do you suspect anyone?
Look, I've already given my statement to the police.
It's the Belt Killer.
We're already in a state of shock. No more questions, please.
Sir, what is the connection between the Belt Killer and the Kings of Comedy?
Are you guys doing it yourself for higher ratings?
Please don't ask such questions.
Sir. Sir. We need an answer.
In a few days...
even her fragrance will fade away.
This is all my fault.
We are stuck in this impasse of death.
This is all my fault.
Jimmy...
Look at me.
This isn't your fault.
You were right, Hasmukh.
We should've taken that train back home.
If we had gone back home...
Rhea would still be alive.
Jimmy...
Rhea would've been very sad to see you like this.
Enough.
She wanted to meet me...
but I didn't go.
Why didn't I go?
Enough, Jimmy...
Jimmy.
I am so sorry.
Damn it.
Krushna, where are you?
Where are you?
Why are you not picking up my calls?
Didn't I tell you that I'd do anything for you?
Anything!
You have no fucking idea what I just did for you.
No one will do it!
Please talk to me. I don't deserve this.
Please!
Krushna, please tell me what I need to do to make you talk to me.
Please, Krushna.
Jimmy. Drink something.
Are you guys okay?
I still can't believe it.
The Belt Killer killed Rhea.
I still can't believe it.
What?
The Belt Killer?
What you say?
Belt Killer.
It's on the news.
You haven't seen it?
No. No questions, please.
Do you suspect anyone?
Look, I've already given my statement to the police.
It's the Belt Killer.
We're already in a state of shock. No more questions, please.
Sir, what is the connection between the Belt Killer and the Kings of Comedy?
Are you guys doing it yourself for higher ratings?
Please don't ask such questions.
Sir. Sir. We need an answer.