[Gentle drumming on table]
[Mobile phone rings]
[Ringing continues]
Is it done?
Bhaiyya Ji..
Roli got away.
How?
Speak up, a**-hole!
[Suspenseful music]
[Sighs]
[Phone vibrates]
Yes? - Has the hearing started?
Not yet.
Roli got away.
What?
You can't do anything right.
What do we do now?
How would I know?
[Suspenseful music]
You made this whole mess.
So you sort it.
But I can't let Babu get hanged.
[Suspenseful music intensifies]
[Motorbike approaching]
[Suspenseful music intensifies]
[Suspenseful music continues]
Hey! - Drop it!
Roli!
Why you..
[Hard slams on table]
[agonized screaming]
[Sounds of struggling]
No, Bansi.
The court proceedings will stop. Don't shoot.
[Sounds of struggling]
[Grunting]
Roli? - She got away.
There! Where did she go?
Couldn't you handle even Roli?
Three officers are down.
And you couldn't even handle Roli!
You guys are useless.. - Sir!
Shut up!
[Exasperated crying]
[Dull thud]
[Mobile phone rings]
[Ringing continues]
Sir..
[Heavy breathing]
[Distant police sirens]
Sorry. - Sir..
It was my responsibility.
My team..
Sir..
[Distant landline ringing]
[Buckles clicking]
[Sighs]
[Suspenseful music]
Let's go?
[Suspenseful music]
[Crowd murmuring]
[Gavel banging on desk]
Stop this commotion in the courtroom.
Disperse the crowd please.
Come on.
Please leave. - Bhagwat, please begin.
Your Honour..
This is the 47th police case against the accused Bada Davan.
He usually claims to be a construction contractor.
But his fake liquor racket
is spread all over UP and Bihar.
He is also called the king of election rigging.
They say whoever he favours
surely wins the seat in Bindiya. - Your Honour..
This is a court, so no opinion polls please.
Hundreds of people gather every single day
outside my client's house to get their problems solved.
The people of Bindiya idolize him.
His mere claim won't make him a criminal.
Bhagwat, please present your case.
Don't dwelve into other things.
What can I even present?
Roli, the star witness of this case
was attacked twice until she reached the court.
And before shots are fired at her even here
I want her to testify before you.
Please summon her
Roli..
Your Honour, this witness is kept in police custody
against her will.
Objection, your honour. - Mr Bhagwat..
May I talk to the witness once before you begin?
Sure.
Roli, we really regret what you had to go through.
On top of it, this police brutality.
But now you are fully safe.
Ensuring your safety here on
is my responsibility.
You won't have to face the police
ever again without your lawyer's presence.
If you don't believe me you may ask the judge.
The police cannot keep you
in their custody.
If you are done, shall we begin?
Who killed Lala?
[Suspenseful music]
[Suspenseful music continues]
Do not be afraid now.
Who killed Lala?
Bada Davan.
[Crowd murmurs]
[Gavel banging on desk]
Please maintain silence.
Did Lala and Bada Davan have an altercation?
Yes.
Bada Davan refused to return Angad Singh's money.
My husband was scared.
He was urging Bada to return Angad's money.
How much money was it?
Around 27 crores.
[Crowd murmurs]
Silence! - 27 crores!
How did he get so much money?
I do not know.
I would just count it and keep it safe.
So you mean to say, on 10th August
you heard a gunshot at 10:20 sharp.
Yes. - What happened after that?
Then I saw Bada Davan
loading Lala's body into his car trunk.
What did you do then?
I.. I immediately called the police.
Your Honour, the written statement by Murli Manji is before you.
He had caught Bada Davan
red handed, at 10:30 exactly.
A dead body was found in his car trunk.
As per investigation reports, bullet was fired from a 0.38 gun
which was recovered from Bada Davan.
As per forensic reports, stains of Lala's blood were on his shoes.
This is an open and shut case.
The evidence and motivation are all clear.
Bada Davan owed Angad Singh money.
Lala knew this very well
because he was Bada Davan's assistant.
So he feared that Angad Singh
would try to harm his family.
As per the call records
On 10th August at exactly 10 o'clock
Lala called up Bada Davan.
He reached Lala's house.
They both had a conversation.
An argument ensued and Bada Davan shot him.
That's all, your honour.
Your witness.
From where did you see Bada Davan taking the body?
From the terrace. - How did you get there?
I was sleeping there.
Where was Lala sleeping?
Even he was sleeping there. - And the child?
He stayed at the Davan residence that night.
When did Lala wake up?
I don't know. - So you did not see
the murder happen.
You only heard a gunshot
And saw Bada Davan
loading the body into the trunk.
Yes.
Point to be noted, your honour.
How was he loading it?
What do you mean? - Please explain.
Was the body in his arms or on his shoulders?
It was wrapped in a blanket. - Was he holding both ends
or just one end? - Both.
Then how did he open the trunk?
He laid the body on the ground.
Then he opened it. - Did he keep it near the car?
Or at other places too?
I saw it only once.
Your Honour, Bada Davan got a call from Lala's landline at 10:00 a.m.
They spoke for 20 seconds.
Their houses are 20 minutes away.
Bada Davan was arrested at a spot five minutes away from Lala's home.
Bada Davan was arrested at 10:30 AM.
Apart from travel and arrest duration, 3 minutes are left.
In these three minutes
Bada Davan reached Lala's house
knocked the door, had a tiff
and Bada Davan shot Lala.
Lala bled to death. Bada went in to get a blanket.
He wrapped the body in it.
Then this 75 year old, high BP patient..
A senior citizen..
Carried the body till the car single handedly.
The car was 100 meters away
from Lala's room.
He did not drag the body.
He carried it.
Then he kept the body down, opened the trunk
adjusted the body inside it and drove away.
Your runner, all of this
happened in three minutes.
And it was done so perfectly
that Bada had no blood stains on his clothes
or any dirt. He is quite a Superman.
[Crowd laughing]
[Gavel banging on desk]
Silence, please.
When you first heard the gunshot
and saw Bada Davan loading the body in the car
how much time must have passed? 10 minutes?
I do not know. - 7-8 minutes?
I wasn't aware of the time.
When you heard the first gunshot, why didn't you run there?
Are you waiting for someone to load the body into the car?
Because I had already seen
Bada's car parked there.
I was scared. - Really?
Then you called the police instantly
and asked for Murli Manjhi.
No.
Now tell me this.
If it was Bada Davan's money,
why was Lala urging him to give it to Angad Singh?
Was it because
you were afraid that if you did not
Angad Singh would attack you?
Tell me. Were you afraid
of being attacked by Angad Singh and Babal Rai Banna?
Yes.
One evening before the murder
did Lala receive any calls?
He had got many calls. - What about Babbal Rai Banna?
I can't remember. - As per your son's treatment
you and Lala went to request
Bada Davan's family
because you were afraid of Babbal Rai Banna.
Remember?
Yes.
There's still time, Ruby.
I can still prove your testimony a lie.
Then you will go to jail. Your husband is gone.
Do you want to go to jail too? - Objection, Your Honour.
She's threatening the witness in the very court.
What's all this, Dharavi?
I'm sorry, Your Honour.
How was the relationship between Bada Davan and Lala?
[Suspenseful music]
Were they like brothers?
Yes. - Please be loud.
Yes. They were just like brothers.
In that case
why do you think Bada Davan killed Lala?
I do not know.
I do not know
how can one kill a person
who has been so loyal to him?
[Melancholic music]
I have no more questions for her.
I have a long list. Want to call anyone else?
Your Honour, we have submitted all over evidences.
Whoever Ms Dharavi summons
I have the right to question them at a later day.
Please come, Mr Murli Manjhi.
On the 9th of August
you went to Bada Davan's recreational club with a search warrant?
Yes. - Wow!
You threatened Bada on August 9th
and he committed murder on August 10th and got jailed.
Some people are really lucky.
Wherever you go
do such coincidence always happen?
Your Honour, here is a report.
Currently Murli Manjhi is
facing 13 investigation committees.
As per this investigation
Murli is accused of staging 32 police shootings
and witnessed tampering.
If he cannot handle someone legally
he handles them illegally and is a specialist at it.
This case is against Bada Davan and not Murli Manjhi.
Correct, Your Honour. I was just explaining his background.
I will anyway prove how he has tampered with evidence.
Your Honour, I wish to call Deen Bihari
the investigating officer of this case.
Mr Deen Bihari..
[Sound of footsteps]
Sir! - Mr Deen Bihari..
How is your investigation going?
It's going great. All evidences are submitted in the file.
Where was Babbal Rai Banna on the day of murder? - What?
Babbal Rai Banna? - As per the call records
Lala got a call from him.
Roli claimed that
Lala was afraid of him.
So did you take his statement? It wasn't in the file.
Aren't you the investigating officer for Binnu's murder case?
Yes.
Few days before his murder
Binnu testified before you in front of a witness
that on the day of the murder at 8:00 a.m. Babbal Banna
drank tea at their tea stall. Is that true?
Yes. - How far is the tea stall
from Lala's house?
A kilometre, perhaps. - Your Honour..
In the evening, Babbal Banna gives a threat
and the next day, he reaches Bindiya from Patna.
Out of all other tea stalls
he goes to the one that's a kilometre away from Lala's house.
After that
Binnu testifies to him against Babbal Banna.
A few days later, he is murdered.
But he doesn't find it necessary
to investigate Babbal Banna
or record this information in the charge sheet.
It is mentioned nowhere.
Objection.
How are these two cases related?
They are clearly related, Your Honour.
Overruled.
Where is the bullet casing?
Yes? - When a gun is fired
the bullet hits the body
and the casing falls outside.
Where is the casing? It's not mentioned in forensic reports.
We didn't find any casing.
So did the casing enter the body too?
Maybe Bada Davan had hidden it
or discarded it, to avoid getting caught.
Your Honour, I must agree.
He disposed the casing to avoid getting caught.
But he took the body along because
apparently that wouldn't get him caught.
[Crowd murmurs]
Silence.
The casing wasn't found because
if it reached the forensics
it would never match the gun
recovered from Bada Davan.
Deen Bihari, as per your report
the time of death is between 10:15 a.m. to 10:30 a.m.
I hope you know
that if it's proven that forensics report
and the postmortem report
are both faulty
you won't just lose your job
but also go to jail.
Sir, she is threatening me.
Just answer her.
The report is in the file.
Let's check your file, too, then.
Your Honour, I wish to call Dr Sharma.
He performed Lala's postmortem.
[Dramatic music]
[Suspenseful music]
You first check the temperature when a body is brought to you.
Is that correct? - Yes. - Why?
Because after death, temperature of human body drops
by 1.5 degrees every hour.
So you record the temperature in the temperature book.
Based on that, you send the reports. Correct?
Yes. - Mr Sharma..
You made this report, right?
Yes. - How many copies of this are made?
And who do they go to? - Three copies are made.
One goes to the police and the other to the family.
And we keep the third.
Isn't this the same report book?
Sir, this is not admissible.
We weren't shown this at all.
No, this won't work, Dharavi.
Let's discuss later if it's admissible.
Just let me question him now.
[Dramatic music]
Please carry on.
Please check and tell us the number of Lala's postmortem report.
Number 36.
What's the number of the report before that?
It's number 34.
Then where is report 35?
Sometimes when we make mistakes
we cancel the report.
Right. Mistakes are common.
You can't overwrite after all. So you cancel it. - Yes.
It must happen often, then.
Yes. - Show us more of those.
[Dramatic music]
There is number 21.
That is number 19, too.
Also, 14.
So there are lots of cancellations. - Yes.
But on all the others, you have written 'cancelled'.
[Dramatic music]
Why did you rip up report number 35?
[Dramatic music]
Your Honour..
I will tell you the reason behind that.
This is the Register
where Mr Sharma personally noted the time of testing
and the body temperature
when it was brought to him. - Sir, what is this?
Dharavi, how did you get this register?
I stole it, Your Honour. - This is not admissible in court.
So much tampering is happening here.
Can't I even steal a small evidence?
How else do I prove the tampering? - No.
This is unethical.
You're right, Your Honour.
Please continue. - But sir..
Mr Sharma, is your handwriting in this register?
Speak up.
Yes. - Can you please read out the temperature?
Well.. At 12 o'clock noon
the temperature is 31 degrees.
If temperature drops by 1.5 degrees in one hour
it should take four hours
for it to drop from 36 to 31.
So the time of death
is around 8:00 a.m.
When the report was shown to Murli Manjhi, he did not like it.
Because he had made the arrest
at 10:30 a.m.
Sorry instantly reached there
and tore up report number 35.
Report number 36 was newly made where time of death
was noted to be around 10:00 to 10:30 a.m.
And we were sent this same report.
But the smart Murli Manjhi forgot
to tear up this page as well.
Bada Davan is not the criminal, Your Honour.
This police officer is.
Now I will tell you what happened.
Babbal Banna reached Lala's house.
When he tried to steal the money, Lala refused.
Babbal Banna shot Lala
at around 8:30 a.m.
Roli called the police instantly.
Murli Manjhi thought that
this was his best chance to frame my client.
He forced Roli
to give a false testimony.
The police tampered with the investigation.
The postmortem report was changed.
The bullet casing went missing.
This is a huge conspiracy against my client.
The entire investigating team should be suspended.
A new enquiry committee should be formed.
On the basis of this evidence
Babbal Banna should be arrested.
And my client should be
granted a bail today, Your Honour.
Here is the report.
He is unwell. An engagement is happening in his family.
Oh! So you expect me to believe
that the police were just waiting there
for Bada Davan's car to arrive there to plant the body inside it?
The police stage three encounters every day.
Why are you so shocked about planting one body in a trunk?
Really?
Dharavi, come here.
Deen Bihari, Murli Manjhi, even you come.
Deen Bihari, I'm giving you one month extension.
By then, you better match the proof and evidence.
Or else, you'll be fired for sure. - Sir.
Murli Manjhi, do need not meet me ever again.
You have embarrassed me enough.
Dharavi, this client of yours
is really shrewd.
The witness wouldn't have been attacked
by Babbal Banna, Angad Singh and Murli Manjhi.
So until the case is fully dissolved
he will remain behind the bars. Do you get it?
See you on the 15th of next month.
[Suspenseful music]
A**-hole!
Sir, can we use your chamber?
Why? - If we do not cover her in a burka
they will try to shoot our witness again.
Thank you, sir.
Dad, you know how much I love you.
Now leave everything to me.
Now I will send you Roli's exact location.
I will kill Murli Manjhi.
[Suspenseful music]
Phaadu TV, Bhagat from the courtroom.
He is the public prosecutor of Bada Davan's case.
Tell me something.
It was such a strong case.
Yet their lawyer screwed you.
How?
[Landline ringing]
Look at how useless prosecutors are
in our country.
I'm sure he took a bribe.
Or else Bada Davan must have
threatened to abduct his family.
But why should he be afraid?
Why? Stay tuned to Phaadu TV
for more case updates.
Hey!
Did it hang?
[Suspenseful music]
[Vehicle approaching]
[Suspenseful music]
[Vehicle approaching]
[Vehicle engine sound]
[Traffic sounds]
[Vehicle engine sound]
[Vehicle screeches to halt]
[Suspenseful music]
Come on! Move!
[Crowd fighting]
[Chaotic arguing]
You want to be a hero?
Let go of him! What's wrong with you?
Oh, really?
You want to be the hero?
[Screams]
Are there no men in this village?
Don't you know how to fight back?
[Crowd fighting]
[Gunshot]
[Crowd panicking songs]
[Gunshot]
[Crowds screaming]
Hey! Let me go!
[Arguing noises]
[Screaming sounds]
[Bricks clattering]
[Screaming sounds]
[Bricks clattering]
Greetings! Greetings! Greetings!
Greetings to the people of Moda Village.
I have a request for you all.
If you all have
any problem at all
or if anyone abducted your family..
Or if anyone burnt your farms
or demolished your houses
please come to me
with your problems.
Also..
Whoever have lands
near the riverbank
and whoever got offers from me
should hand over their lands
to me
within one week
and collect their payments
and leave this village.
Farewell, people of Moda Village.
Goodbye! Goodbye! Goodbye!
[Bells clanging]
Five boiled eggs please. - Sure.
[Vehicles screeches to a halt]
Sir, you didn't pay. - You want money from cops?
I'll slap you now. Get lost.
Be on time at least for once.
It's a big day.
It takes some time to manage.
[Bells clanging distantly]
Pappu, give two more.
May I say something? Tell Roger and Susan this time.
They'll get it done easily.
Why are we sweating it?
They both are ruthless.
They will kill us.
We need to figure out
what the heck is going on. - Come on.
It's only fair to kill Roli.
Otherwise, how will Bobby get out of jail.
Dharavi almost proved her a liar today.
We will abduct her, not kill her.
Or else she will come to the court
and the case will proceed.
Give the eggs already.
[Door shuts]
[Children shouting in the distance]
[Humming to self]
One kilo of gram flour.
Coming right up.
[Muffled sounds]
[Struggling noises]
Don't be afraid.
Keep this, you'll get another one.
[Struggling sounds]
Come here.
Is this some circus?
Get lost, you little s**t!
[Suspenseful music]
Can you go and check what's taking so long?
Go!
[Mobile ringing distantly]
Can't you silence your phone?
Sorry!
[Noises from a passing bicycle]
[Suspenseful music]
Did no one come to take the gram flour?
No.
Really? One kilo of gram flour.
What's the matter?
What are you waiting for?
[Struggling sounds]
I told you so.
Pick him up. He is quite heavy.
[Knocking on the door]
Coming!
[Door creaking]
I've brought gram flour.
Where are the men who gave you the order?
Jai Hind, sir! - Jai Hind, sir?
[Dull thuds]
You dare to double cross us!
[Distant sound of eagles]
[Mysterious music]
[Music intensifies]
[Gunshot echoes]
[Grunting sounds]
You can do better. Take this.
There goes the point.
[Grunts]
Let's go.
Wait a minute. Let's go.
[Pants]
Listen, don't let our team lose.
I'll be right back.
What happened? - We are doomed.
Stop crying and tell me what happened.
Vikram Singh demolished houses
of all people of our caste and took away our lands.
He humiliated us.
And what he did to his daughter in front of all villagers..
Did you go to the police station? - Those who raped her
are already at the police station.
They kept my daughter in jail for three days
and did terrible things to her.
Listen..
What happened at the station?
It all happened in front of the SP.
First of all, stop crying.
You had reassured us.
But even Chhote refused to help us out.
Had I known this before
I would've pleaded with the Bhamirs.
At least then.. - Why you..
I'll kill you right here! Should I?
Crying like a coward. Stand up!
Up!
You rascal!
Will you bow before the Bhamirs?
Learn to pick up guns!
Shoot them in the chest!
Grow a spine first!
Lallan!
Come here. Now!
Hey..
He took 50,000.
Who? - Tyson!
Tyson?
The guy is talented!
Do you think it's funny? He hangs out with kids.
What if he tells Bablu? - He's just a kid.
He won't tell anyone.
He already knew, in fact.
Did you know that he knew?
We must do something about him.
What do you mean by that?
What will you do?
Huh?
He's my son.
So?
I kept telling you not to do it at home.
But you are born sleazy.
That's enough now.
Don't try it ever again.
What do you mean?
What are you even saying, Ajji? - From now on, it's over.
Hey, Ajji! Listen..
Who kills people over such little things?
Sister! Listen..
Listen, please! Let me deal..
[Fast knocking on the door]
[Mobile phone rigs]
Hello! - Yes?
Hadn't I spoken to you?
Then why is Vikram Singh still alive?
Chhote told me not to do anything.
Wants tell him that his father wants to see him.
[Suspenseful music]
[Suspenseful music continues]
[Clatter of boxes]
[Vehicle approaching]
Move.
[Sound of strong winds]
Go.
[Sobbing]
How are you?
Are you okay? - Yes, Amma. And you?
I told you to run away.
Why are you so scared?
Chhote Bhaiyya will handle everything.
Just testify to the truth.
Did Chhote threaten you? - No! Why would he do that?
He gave me the title 'Bachha Davan'.
I'm his right hand man now. I drive for him. Look!
He even gave me a gun.
Don't worry.
I told you not to trust the Davans.
Will you be there slave now? - Amma, hear me out first.
Chhote Bhaiyya will handle everything?
He tried to kill me!
And you want to be his driver?
Your dad died, yet you want to be a gangster!
You want to be a gangster!
You want to be a gangster? - Enough.
Will you stay with mom, or go back?
Bachha..
I have struck a deal with Babu.
Let's go far away from here.
Hey!
No, don't.
[Dog barks]
[Pensive music]
[Mysterious music begins]
Roli..
This is Tau.
He had committed 15 murders.
Chhote wanted to kill him.
I saved him.
And the place
where we are right now..
No one knows about it.
Whose farm it is
or which village it is.
Just as I got him out
I'll take you far away from Bihar.
No one will come looking for you.
As for Bachha, who just ran away..
I will bring him there too.
Really.
I don't know if you still trust the Davan's or not.
But try trusting me once.
No one in your entire family can be trusted.
[Music intensifies]
You aren't loyal to each other.
Then why would you care for me?
If you want to save your father
look for the killer within your family.
[Mysterious music]
I will not change my testimony.
Because if I do
then no one can save my son.
Not even you.
[Suspenseful music]
Sit.
Well..
Why did you stop the hit job on Vikram Singh?
Murder is not the solution to every problem, Dad.
So when I forbade you from killing Roli
why did you get her attacked?
Hmm?
I worry for your life more than you do.
Right!
I went to prison for a few days, and you've grown wayward.
[Chuckles softly]
How much did you get paid from Lala?
Huh?
Before I could reach there
uncle had jumped in and sending the Bhamirs away.
That's not what I'm asking.
I just asked you
how much you paid the Bhamirs.
Nothing.
Nothing?
Tell me something.
You went to get candidature for me.
But you got it for yourself?
They were just not willing to give it to you.
Then you could have taken it by force.
That's exactly why I had sent you there.
Huh?
Dad, what are you implying? - I'm just saying
that I kept you out of politics so far
only because
I know very well that telling lies
is a necessary skill for politics.
I thought that
you're my son.
So I had doubts that you would
survive in politics.
But now it is clear.
You are a liar down to your very DNA.
I was just 13 years old
when you gave me a gun.
Why? - Had I not done that
then life would have done so. - Really?
Then why didn't you do the same for Ajji?
Why didn't you do it
for Babu and Kisna?
Are you lying to me, or to yourself?
And now..
When I've become a criminal
for how long will you make me work?
For how long will I keep taking orders?
From you, uncle and the Bhamirs..
When will I be free to do whatever I want?
When did I ever stop you
from doing anything in life?
What you couldn't do either.
Got it?
Unlike you, I don't want to be a namesake king.
I don't want to be a lifelong slave.
I want Bindiya to be mine
but not as the hoodlum Chhota Davan.
But as a minister or a leader Chhota Davan.
This whole world
is a sea of crime.
No matter what you call yourself
when it comes to saving your honour
only brute force comes in handy.
You know nothing at all.
I can give it in writing.
Bhamir's understand only the language of violence.
You do not see it yet.
A war is at our door-step. - Stop it!
All you talk about is war.
UC violence because
that's all you've known.
I've told you a thousand times.
There will be no war.
Yet everyone is panicked.
Neither will I make heads roll like you
nor be a slave to the Bhamir's like uncle.
Yet I will defeat them.
I'll defeat them at politics, and not by violence.
And in your political pursuit
will our village survive, or get destroyed?
What do you mean? - In your vast empire
will the poor people survive?
Or will they die?
Lad..
Under my watch
daughters of poor people never got raped.
I very well know
what kind of a politician you'll be.
And who will get justice.
Now leave.
Handover the money you got from Lala
over to your uncle.
And henceforth
do not meddle in my crime syndicate.
You are free now.
Pursue your politics, but without any money
or your father's support.
Understood?
[Melancholic music]
[Melancholic song plays]
[Bada Davan singing]
[Crowd joins in as chorus]
[Melancholic song plays]
[Bada Davan singing]
[Melancholic music]
[Melancholic music continues]