[Indistinct chatter]
[Azaan playing]
[Azaan continues]
No one will take any action unless I order you. - Okay, sir.
[Engaging music playing]
Understood, BK?
Okay, sir. - Two more Davans will go to jail today.
[Laughing]
[Mobile ringing]
[Engaging music playing]
Don't look here. Look ahead.
It's 5 o'clock. - They must be on their way, sir.
Hope you are not cooking up a story.
Why would I lie to you, sir?
Come on, call them. Find out where they have reached.
They will get suspicious if I call them, sir.
Let's wait for 15 more minutes.
Sir, this is India.
Has anyone ever arrived on time here?
[Motor revving]
[Engaging music playing]
He won't answer the bloody call! He wants to become the Godfather.
Sukhi is also not picking up the phone.
He is a busy star after all! Why would he answer the call?
Sutta is calling me repeatedly.
Do you think someone informed Chhote?
It must be about some engagement work. Answer it.
[Engaging music playing]
[Suspenseful music playing]
[Suspenseful music continues]
[Tyres screeching]
[Loud thud]
[Suspenseful music playing]
[Engaging music playing]
Sir, what do we do about Single File? - Let him die.
[Engaging music playing]
You bloody Single File! How dare you betray us?
Stop there! Get him.
Surround him! We will chop off his head today.
What the fuck!
[Car honking]
What are you doing, Bhaiyya?
[Slaps]
Hey... - You sit inside.
[Car honking]
You can't digest the fact
that I joined the business, right?
I know what I am doing.
[Bicycle bell ringing]
You know? Do you know
that the hitman you came here to hire is a police informer?
Huh? Do you know that the police are waiting here to arrest you?
Where are they?
Where is the police?
You are lying again! Just blatant lies!
You were born a liar.
You have spoken only lies since childhood.
The truth is that you are jealous of me.
I am what? - You are jealous of me!
I am jealous of you?
Who the hell are you? What have you done so far? - I am better than you.
And you know that if I join the business,
I will soon become the boss.
[Sound of vehicles driving by]
[Car door opens]
[Car door closes]
[Thud] - Bhaiyya.
[Engine starts]
[Whirring sound]
Bhaiyya.
[Gasping]
Come on, tell my brother
what your master plan was.
Bhaiyya, I had no other option.
Murli is encounter killing everyone on the hit list.
[Metal clanking sound]
Give it to him.
Have you gone crazy? He loves to play a gangster.
Give him a grand entry to the Davan gang today.
Now you will realise
what my life is. - Bhaiyya.
Get me a chair. - Bhaiyya.
Come on.
Let me see how brave you are.
Bhaiyya.
[Sombre music playing]
Bhaiyya. Bhaiyya, I...
[Sombre music playing]
Bhaiyya.
Bhaiyya...
Bhaiyya.
Bhaiyya. Make it quick, Bhaiyya.
Make it quick, Bhaiyya.
Please make it quick, Bhaiyya.
No. Just killing him won't do.
First, slit his throat.
Then skin him.
This is the reason why no one in Bindiya dares to go against Davan.
[Engaging music playing]
[Crying]
Bhaiyya.
[Crying]
Bhaiyya. - Don't throw up.
Bhaiyya.
Bhaiyya...
[Vomiting]
[Engaging music playing]
[Slashing sound]
[Engaging music playing]
[Engaging music continues ]
[Sombre music playing]
[Breathing]
[Sinister music playing]
[Crying]
I am so fucking stupid.
I couldn't see it.
[Tyre screeches]
[Tense music playing]
[Doorbell ringing]
[Door opens]
Who am I? - What?
Who am I to you?
What are you blabbering? Open the gate. Don't irritate me.
No.
I will not open the door until you tell me what are we doing here.
What?
What are we doing?
We are fucking here. What else!
Just open the gate. Don't drive me crazy.
No. You go.
I will not open the door.
[tense music playing]
To hell with you! - Don't.
[Metal clanking]
Stop it!
[Metal clanking]
Sasha, open the door.
[Loud thud]
Why are you creating a scene?
Leave me alone.
What happened? - Leave me alone.
Just open the door for a minute. - No.
Stay away from me.
At least open the door. Let me talk. - Go away.
Open the door. - No. This is my house.
This is your house?
[Loud thud]
No!
Is this your house? - Yes.
What is this? - Stay away from me.
Get out! Yes. - Will you kill me?
Then you also fucking kill me! - Yes!
Fucking kill me! - Yes.
No. - You...
[Groaning]
[Gasping]
No.
Please leave me. No.
Leave me! I don't want it.
[Panting]
I am not your whore.
I am not your punching bag.
[Loud thud]
[Screams]
Baby, let's go.
Where?
Back to New York.
What will I do there?
Anything.
You are a fucking genius.
Just get money from your family to set things up.
So whatever we do,
stay back in America.
I don't want my family's money.
I am my own man.
Okay, fine.
You can go back to IT.
I will go back to stripping.
Save up.
[Tense music playing]
Make a plan.
We can make our place in this world. - I don't want a place in this world.
I want the whole world.
[Tense music playing]
Then what about me?
[Tense music playing]
I want you in that world.
By my side.
And what will I do by your side?
Kill?
[Tense music playing]
Yes.
[Doorbell ringing]
[Door creaking]
[Tense music playing]
[Dog barking]
[Crackling sound]
I am out, Krishna.
I am going back to New York.
No.
You can't.
The whole city has been invited for our ring ceremony.
You will fake it for me.
And then you can go.
[Crackling sound]
Where will you keep the money?
[Crackling sound]
Where will you keep the money?
Bro, leave that to me, okay?
[Crackling sound]
[Soft thud]
Correct this one. - Not this one...
[Tyre screeching]
Yes, this will do...
[Indistinct chatter]
Why have you gathered here?
Move aside.
Aunt. - Yes.
Can we talk in private?
[Cow mooing]
What is this? - 50 thousand.
What? For what?
Aunt, you know.
Like father like son.
I will give you a tight slap. You won't get any money. Scram!
Think about it. I will reveal the secret.
What will you reveal?
That your aunt ran away with your uncle's money?
Don't you feel ashamed to blackmail me?
I will ask your dad to break both your legs.
[Cow mooing]
Go and tell everyone.
Not that secret, aunt.
[Cow mooing]
The other one.
What?
That you and dad
are best friends.
[Engaging music playing]
I will give you the money by evening.
Go now.
[Engaging music playing]
[Pensive music playing]
[Pensive music continues]
[Music intensifies]
[Intensive music continues]
How did the Amadhi Chowk plan fail?
Sir, you are doubting me?
[Static sound of radio]
Listen.
You better decide.
Are you on this side
or that? - Sir.
I am on your side, sir. 200 per cent.
Who informed them if not you?
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
Sir, everyone at Bindiya police station is corrupt.
How many will you keep track of?
I am clean.
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
What's this?
[Tense music playing]
Chhote Davan.
[Tense music playing]
'District Prison Arrah'
[Door creaking]
[Cawing]
[Sinister music playing]
Who are you, well-wisher?
[Engine starts]
[Sinister music playing]
[Sombre music playing]
Listen.
[Sombre music playing]
I was in jail for a long time.
Could I get some alcohol?
Just a little?
[Sombre music playing]
[Sinister music playing]
I was very sorry to hear that, Mr Angad.
I have heard that it's a longtime wish of yours
to become the king of alcohol in Bindiya.
What?
Well...
Yes.
Mr Angad, these Davans don't give you anything.
Just trust me once.
I will double your collection in a year.
Forget just alcohol,
how about I give you the whole Bindiya?
What?
[Chuckles]
Vikram Singh will begin
and you will end. The SP will handle the police.
[Engaging music playing]
What...
[Laughs]
[Engaging music playing]
[Romantic song playing]
[Romantic song continues]
[Footstep sounds]
Come on, get your passport.
Do you guys have a warrant?
Oh, God! Why does everyone in Bindiya ask for a warrant?
Got it, sir.
No.
Madam.
First, arrest. Then interrogation,
followed by communication.
Oh!
How many fucking onions did you slice?
Come on.
[Footstep sound]
[Indistinct noise]
Ms Sasha.
Your visa has expired.
You are living in this country illegally.
On top of that, you are also into prostitution.
And you also force other girls to work as prostitutes.
[Car honking]
Didn't you think about what would happen if you got caught?
What nonsense!
You cannot accuse me of anything like that.
I need a lawyer.
Then how did you get so much money?
You arrested me without a warrant.
I have rights. - Well, madam,
shove your rights and your lawyer up your ass!
Listen to our proposal properly.
We will give you
Rs 1 crore from the money
we found in your bed.
Then you can go wherever you want.
Be it Ukraine or Mumbai. - No, sir.
Even if she wants to work in Bhojpuri films,
I have no objection.
[Laughing]
Okay, you have that option too.
Look, all I want
is for you to testify
that Chhote Davan brought you here via human trafficking
and forced you into prostitution.
Okay?
Come on, PK. Record a video. - Okay, sir.
She will give a statement.
I am not doing that!
Don't blabber too much in English.
Or countless videos of yours will be shot
in Bindiya Jail here for at least 5 years.
Why are you doing this to me?
Why?
You have turned my house into a police station.
I will go to my parental home if you want.
I won't serve them tea!
[Weeping]
What nonsense! I need a lawyer.
Come on.
[Thud]
[Knocking on the door]
[Metal clanking]
What is it, Dharavi?
You come to my court every day.
[Chuckles]
What is it, sir? Did I make a mistake?
Forget about giving bail,
you are not even expediting my client's hearing.
Look, Dharavi.
Everything has a legal process.
Okay? - Sir, it's not like you haven't made exceptions before.
Exception?
That too, in Bada Davan's case?
You are defending such a big murderer.
Aren't you ashamed?
No, sir.
I am not ashamed.
[Pensive music playing]
I am not ashamed
to defend that poor farmer whose land is usurped
and whose crops are burnt.
Or to defend those parents whose 4-year-old daughter is gang-raped
because she belongs to a different religion.
Or to defend that husband
whose wife is paraded naked in front of the entire village
because she fetched water from the well of upper caste people.
[Pensive music playing]
All those people who don't have the money to pay our fee,
I defend them shamelessly.
Okay.
By saying this, are you trying to assure your moral integrity
that Bada Davan is the messiah of the poor
and you too are becoming the messiah of the poor along with him?
Right?
Forget about me, sir.
All I know is you have always done what is right.
You are still a flag bearer of honesty.
Why are you imposing
your personal perceptions on the case?
Do you think I am getting personal?
Dharavi,
I don't get personal in any of my cases.
Leave.
Sir.
[Phone ringing]
[Call bell rings]
May I come in, sir?
How are you, sir?
And she... Sir, it will take me three more months.
I hope you are not thinking of giving Bada Davan a hearing date.
Look, Murli.
Everything has a legal process.
Understand?
Yes, sir. Everything will happen as per your wish.
I will show you a file next week.
Okay.
I will leave now, sir.
Here we go.
[Motor revving sound]
[Indistinct chatter]
What is it, Bhaiyya?
It's done now.
Why are you making a big deal out of it?
Huh?
Bhaiyya.
Chhote Bhaiyya is getting very restless.
[Truck honking]
Okay.
I won't interfere in your family matter.
[Clicking sound]
Park the bike.
[Upbeat song playing]
Baby.
[Phone ringing]
What is so urgent?
Hello. Hey, Bade. - Yes.
I called Tiwaliya around 50 times and he finally answered my call this morning.
So?
He was saying
that the high command has promised to give
an election ticket to Chhote
for 15 crores.
I was thinking
that since Chhote is hell-bent on becoming a political leader
and is refusing to listen to us,
let's keep him away from business.
Okay?
Father, I tried to talk to the high command but...
[Beep sound]
You guys please go out.
He is kicking us out again.
Didn't you hear me?
I didn't.
A question is giving me a headache.
I can't hear anything.
I will ask you only once.
Will you kill Murli
or should I shoot him? - What?
Ma'am. - Yes, later.
[Sombre music playing]
We have got a hearing the day after tomorrow.
[Sombre music playing]
[Footstep sound]
[Soft thud]
Bhaiyya, your plan has failed.
Murli is charging him with sex trafficking, not black money.
Chhote will be imprisoned for 10 years.
They haven't even officially arrested Sasha.
They have locked her up in my house.
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
Has she agreed to testify against him?
No, Bhaiyya. But for long will the poor girl fight?
You said you would help me.
I am getting into deep trouble here.
If Chhote finds out that his girlfriend is in my house,
he will fucking kill me! - Watch your tongue, okay?
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
Hey,
she is Ms Sasha.
She is a fighter.
She won't testify.
My plan didn't fail, you fucker. It succeeded.
Succeeded? How?
Murli considers himself a big gangster, right?
He will get trapped now.
He will be suspended.
Sasha and Chhote's love story will come to an end.
And by rescuing Sasha from Murli and Chhote, I will become
the hero.
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
Bhaiyya, where are you going?
Come with me once to meet Ms Sasha.
Her constant weeping has driven my wife crazy. - No.
This time, Romeo will not go to Juliet
until she calls him.
But what do we do about Murli?
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
If I tell you that, who will watch the next episode?
[Door creaks]
What time did you wake up on the morning of the murder?
Dear cat, tell me.
Do people look at the clock immediately after waking up?
[Cat meows]
Don't talk to the judge like that, Bada. That oldie is also very arrogant.
[Whistling sound from a distance]
What do you mean by that oldie is also very arrogant?
What did you see when you reached Lala's house?
I am an old man.
I can't see properly.
I didn't see anything.
[Cawing]
[Footstep sound]
[Indistinct chatter]
Roli can be brought to the court only via two roads.
I suggest you kill her on the way.
You claim
to be a big lawyer.
You say you have found 56 loopholes in the case.
The investigation has been tampered with a hundred per cent, Bada.
And I don't understand this judge's mood.
Look at that.
First of all, Lala died.
I am already sorry about that.
Now will you give me a lifelong guilt by killing Roli?
You want me to orphan her child?
Tell me something.
Why did I hire you
if shooting all the witness was the only option?
If you kill her on her way to court,
the suspicion will increase further. - That's right.
Evidence matters in court,
not suspicion. - Fine then.
Let Roli come.
Give her security.
She will come and tell the truth. I am certain of that.
What if she takes your name
even after that?
And if you want a hundred per cent guarantee... - Listen.
There is no cent percent guarantee
that you will come and defend me in the court tomorrow.
Understood?
Kidnap Roli.
But assure her of security.
She won't testify against me.
I know that very well.
But... - Listen, don't drive me crazy.
Leave now. The discussion is over, right? Get going.
[Cawing]
[Soft thud]
[Indistinct chatter]
See you in court tomorrow. - Okay.
[Soft thud]
Bada.
[Tense music playing]
Father, that... - I will talk to you later.
[Tense music playing]
Look, Chhote.
It's the rule of Davan that the witness shouldn't be kept alive.
There is a reason for that.
We shouldn't take any chances.
Kill her. - No, sir.
Kill her. - No.
What am I saying? - And what did I say?
What did Bada say?
[Tense music playing]
Okay. I will think about it and let you know.
Listen, Chhote.
If you don't kill Roli, make sure you have her child with you in court.
Come with me. I will tell you. Come. - Where?
[Whistling sound from a distance]
We won't take Roli via Lohia road.
Sir.
We can take her via Dinkar Chowk, right?
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
What do you say?
Okay. How many policemen will be there in the van? - Eight, sir.
Who is Murli Majhi?
[Land Mobile Radio sound]
You guys leave. - Sir.
[Tense music playing]
[Tense music continues]
Take a seat.
Do you understand the concept of self-esteem?
What do you call it in English?
Self-respect. - Yes.
Self-respect.
Thirty years ago,
I had only two buffaloes.
I used to run my household
in Moda village
by selling its milk.
Then it increased to 4,
8, 16,
20, 25 buffaloes.
Then one day,
some trespassers came into my courtyard
and claimed that the milk of four buffaloes belonged to them.
What do you think
I said
to my husband
Bada Davan?
Look,
the poor own only one thing.
Self-respect.
I heard you are cleaning for the administration
these days.
Where is your administration
when the poor are raped
and their lands are usurped?
There is no school for the children, no hospital.
There is no food.
There are no roads either.
Where are you at that time,
Murli Majhi?
Because you aren't present,
people need
Bada Davan.
Don't take away the messiah from those poor people. - Sanka.
Thirty years ago,
you at least had two buffaloes.
During that time, my father
used to catch mouse
from other people's fields.
He used to cook that
and we ate that.
I became a police officer by eating rats.
So I understand
self-respect, administration
and messiah very well.
[Tense music playing]
[Bangles clinking]
[Tense music playing]
Consider this
a request or a warning.
But take it seriously.
If Roli is seen in the court tomorrow,
you will also see my gangster.
[Tense music playing]
[Tense music continues]
[Tyres screeching]
[Cricket sound]
[Door closes]
[Sinister sound playing]
Come with me.
I don't like the dead.
I don't like them either.
I won't go alone. Come with me.
[Cricket sound]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
[Metal clanking] - Move aside.
[Tense music playing]
[Folding gate opens]
[Tense music playing]
[Tense music continues]
[Door creaks]
[Tense music playing]
[Sombre music playing]
[Coughing]
[Sombre music playing]
Babu.
[Sombre music playing]
[Music intensifies]
[Tense music playing]
Who are you?
Who are you, sir?
I am the security guard here.
And I am the police guard here.
[Footstep sound]
Father will never forgive me
if I kill Roli.
[Tense music playing]
It's been so many days.
It's possible she may have had a change of heart.
[Tense music playing]
It's possible.
It's also possible that she didn't.
What do we do?
[Tense music playing]
She trusts you a lot.
[Tense music playing]
It doesn't feel right to kill Roli.
I didn't about it before,
but now I fear
what if she tells the truth
in court.
[Tense music playing]
Bada will come out soon.
[Tense music playing]
[Motor revving]
Sir, you did the right thing
by changing the route at the last moment.
Sir, we can't trust even a single policemen of this station.
Did any Davan come to meet you? - Me?
What a joke, sir!
There is a saying
that the public...
There is a saying
that the public only gets...
Get lost, you motherfucker! Hold the phone.
Stop right there. Don't let anyone come here.
Stop them.
There is a saying
that the public only gets the leader
they deserve. - Hail Bade Davan.
Hail Bade Davan. - After seeing...
Hail Bade Davan. - ...these people here,
I am certain that when these fools
are hell-bent on making a gangster their leader,
then it's obvious
that these fuckers deserve exactly that!
Look here. He is Davan, the biggest goon of Bindiya.
Who do you think conspired to frame you, Bada Davan?
Answer us, Bada Davan.
We are questioning Bada Davan repeatedly
from Bindiya TV,
but he didn't answer us. - Hail Bade Davan.
Hail Bade Davan. - We are asking him but...
Hail Bade Davan. - Hail Bade Davan.
[Camera clicking]
This is a huge ploy.
[Camera clicking]
And it's all for that power plant.
[Camera clicking]
This is a conspiracy
to snatch the houses
of the farmers of this village
and fool the public
in the name of development.
This bloody administration
is corrupt.
That's why all this is happening.
Look at this.
Because they know
that as long as I am alive,
no one can harm the poor.
What should our legislator be like? - Like Bada Davan.
These fools don't know
[Camera clicking]
That only one court operates in Bindiya.
Whose court is it?
Bada Davan.
I promise you
that whoever created this ruckus,
whoever conspired this
will be punished by me!
What should our legislator be like? - Like Bada Davan.
Please answer us. - What should our legislator...
Answer us. We are questioning him... - Hail Bada Davan.
But he refuses to answer.
[Shifts the gear]
[Tense music playing] - Sir.
[Firing]
[Loud thud]
[Gritty music playing]
Hello, mic testing.
What is this, Murli?
Won't you leave from Bindiya?
Look.
It will hardly take me two seconds to blow up your van.
I have brought a big bomb.
But the thing is,
Chhote Bhaiyya has asked me
to drop you off in Patna
if you hand over Roli to us.
Tell me. What should I do? - Sir.
I will cover you.
You go out.
Why?
Are you in the mood to sacrifice your life?
Sir, we will happily sacrifice our lives for you.
I don't think they will kill Roli.
You are right, sir.
They are only here to kill time.
If we don't reach the court in time for the hearing,
Bada Davan will surely get bail.
Sir, we will be back to square one.
We will provide cover fire. You guys leave.
[Loud thud]
[Firing]
[Firing continues]
[Firing]
[Firing continues]
Shoot him from the front. - Motherfucker!
Shoot him! He is running away.
Shoot him down.
[Intensive music concludes]
[Theme music playing]