(tense music)
Sorry, Uncle.
All these things are politically motivated, Mom.
Yes.
Veer will soon get out of jail.
Yes, Mom. Okay.
Mom, I was thinking of...
coming over for a few days.
I am missing you, Mom.
Yes.
Give me the phone. I'll talk to her.
Give me.
(clears throat)
Greetings, Mom.
Shashi speaking.
How are you?
Sorry, I couldn't talk to you earlier. I was busy with work.
I wanted to praise your daughter.
Such incredible values you've given her.
She takes such good care of me.
She takes better care of my brother.
- Shashi? - Shh!
Shut up.
You see, Mom.
Since I can't satisfy her, she plops in my older brother's lap.
Shashi.
What kind of a person are you?
Who says these things to a mother?
My point exactly.
(tense music)
Who does that?
A wife's duty is to support her husband.
To protect his family's honour.
What is the difference between you and a whore?
Shashi!
You are not a man.
You are a monster.
A coward!
(Nandini yelps)
Fuck you.
(screams)
You liked sleeping with my brother.
You desired this post, didn't you?
Bloody whore.
(screams)
(title montage)
(melancholic music)
How are you?
I am fine. How are you?
I am all right.
Again Shashi...
Don't worry about me.
But I worry for you all the time.
Don't worry about me. Soon, I will be out of jail.
But, until then, you must handle all the business outside jail.
I have no one except for you whom I can trust.
Just give me the orders.
I can fight anyone for you.
The time to fight is over.
I will finish this battle once and for all.
(gun fires)
Guddu's information turned out to be correct.
That's a good thing, sir. But you look disappointed.
We didn't get any clue about Sheikh. There's no information on him.
Devi is his right hand, sir.
If we arrest him, we can destroy Sheikh's empire.
I had planted a mole with her, sir.
But he hasn't made contact for several days.
(gun firing)
(reporter) The bullet was neither fired by Avinash nor Imran.
The evidence revealed in the previous hearing
has brought an interesting twist to the case.
Let's wait and see if the case turns in favour
of Avinash Mishra and his STF team,
who's been through 135 encounters, 12 transfers and three inquiries.
135.
With your official gun.
That's the number of people you've killed.
And there is no record of how many families you have destroyed unofficially.
Your Honour, it's clearly evident
that Ms. Amrita is trying to present Avinash as a killer in court.
She outlined his 135 encounters.
But what about the criminals whose life Avinash has reformed?
Your Honour, how can these respected and decorated officers,
who fight against crime, be criminals themselves?
How?
Your Honour, I want to call their team member Ranvijay Ahalawat.
(tense music)
Permission granted.
Papa.
Sister. Sister.
Look.
(upbeat music)
Mr. Ahalawat, I will ask you a direct question.
Do you approve of Avinash Mishra's methods?
Not at all.
I never liked his method of working, and I still don't.
In fact, I wanted him to be fired from his job.
He will be fired now.
Show some courage.
Tell the court in detail.
You don't understand. I said this is what I wanted.
But I don't anymore.
Irrespective of Avinash's methods, I believe in only one.
The truth.
And the truth is, Your Honour, that Avinash did not shoot.
In fact, Avinash was trying to stop us.
(upbeat music)
Your Honour,
all the evidence and witnesses point in one direction.
What happened was wrong.
But the accused was not at fault here.
I request the court to dismiss this case.
And these respected officers should be allowed to resume their duty.
Mr. Gaya Prasad.
I haven't finished questioning him yet.
These officers are hiding the truth under pressure.
Your Honour, I request to call upon my next witness.
Kamlesh Sharma.
Who is this man?
- This man is Shailender. - Where is he right now?
Sir, I got the payment.
What happened, madam?
Why are you hitting me?
You planted this bag, didn't you?
Have you heard of Avinash Mishra?
He's facing trial for an encounter.
And if I call him...
- he won't hesitate to do it again. - (cries)
Kamlesh.
How is your relationship with Avinash?
He is God for me.
I respect him as my Guru.
Since I joined the police force, I learnt a lot from him.
Your career has just started.
So don't hesitate to tell the truth to the court.
Are you going to tell me, or should I call him?
I'll tell you.
It was the person who was with your father at the wedding.
Which one was it?
(Kamlesh) Him. He gave me the bag and told me to keep it in the cupboard.
The truth is in front of everyone, ma'am.
The first bullet was fired from their side.
But it wasn't fired by those three boys.
I fired that bullet.
- (gun fires) - (thunder crackles)
On whose order did you fire that bullet?
On Avinash sir's orders.
What nonsense is this?
He is lying, Your Honour.
Are you crazy?
- Bloody rascal. How dare you lie! - Order, order. (strikes gavel)
Don't listen to him.
Behave yourself.
Maintain decorum in court.
- What is he saying? - Maintain decorum in court.
(gavel strikes)
Please continue, Kamlesh.
That night, I saw my seniors turn into monsters.
How brutally they killed those three boys,
and even made me fire the bullet to stage this as an encounter.
Sir, it was all a set-up so the murder could be staged as an encounter.
I am a junior officer, sir.
I knew what was happening was wrong.
But... I couldn't do anything, sir.
So, I thought the truth must be revealed to everyone.
Thanks to you, I got the opportunity to tell the truth today.
That's all, Your Honour.
You may go.
(grave music)
Based on the evidence and witnesses, Avinash Mishra and his team
are sentenced to 10 years of strict imprisonment by this court.
I'll be right back.
No need to be disappointed. We'll move the High Court.
Even the Supreme Court.
Don't lose courage.
I am not worried at all, Father. I have your support.
At least, now the courts won't be boring.
I'll go pay a visit to the ashram.
(sentimental music)
Don't start crying here.
You have to look after Father and Varun.
I am never usually at home anyway.
Imagine that I've been assigned to a long case.
(reporter) The judgement has been announced.
Avinash Mishra and his colleagues were found guilty.
Which post did you get?
Senior Inspector.
I trusted you, fucker.
If you wanted something, you should have asked.
I got an opportunity to move ahead, and I grabbed it.
And you are no longer my senior.
So, mind your tongue, fucker--
How dare you curse at my brother!
We trusted you. We loved you.
I fed you.
This is how you repaid us.
Leave me.
I will kill you, rascal!
I will chop you to pieces.
(Kamlesh) Get lost.
Get lost.
- (Baljeet) Shame on you. - (Kamlesh) Get in the van.
Mr. Rathi.
♪ Even though time Is not in your favour ♪
♪ Never lose courage ♪
♪ You have to win ♪
♪ Your battles on your own ♪
♪ Whether I exist or not ♪
♪ Your memorabilia should live on ♪
- (inmate 1) Mr. Mishra. - (all inmates clamour)
(inmate 2) Hello, Mr. Mishra.
Those who form the government are here,
and those who run the government are also here.
We'll have some fun now. Amazing.
(laughs)
Avinash Mishra.
Never imagined we'd meet like this.
Me neither, sir.
I am neither in power nor are you on duty.
Leave the formality.
Come, sit.
No, sir.
Sit down. I've invited you as a friend today.
"Friendship" is a big word, sir.
I don't know your motive, but, for me, it's a serious word.
I know.
But I am offering you my friendship as a king and not a politician.
Avinash, I know who is responsible for you and your team's plight.
The same power got me in here.
This file has exposed you, Avinash.
This file belongs to your informant Barkhat, who was exposed to Devi.
She found out that he's not a eunuch,
but your informant. And he is no longer alive.
I am impressed by your work, Shailja.
These bloodstains also belong to Barkhat and his pregnant wife.
What?
No.
When did I teach you betrayal, Barkhat?
- (knife swishes) - (Barkhat's wife screams)
You entered our home uninvited and corrupted our community.
Take that!
I've made arrangements for you to go out for a single night.
Finish him.
Azimuddin Sheikh.
I've laid the foundation stone of our friendship.
Now, it's your turn.
(dramatic music)
Guru, we are banging Sheikh's pawns one by one.
Someone will break eventually.
I am broken, Mr. Rathi.
Stop all this.
Guru, what are you saying?
How long will we be used by these ministers?
We've become puppets, Mr. Rathi.
You were right. I shouldn't have challenged Sheikh.
We used to throw criminals in here, but we are now stuck inside.
We lost so many people.
I have decided, Mr. Rathi.
I will compromise with Sheikh.
Avinash.
(intriguing music)
What are you saying?
I am right.
Only a compromise can end this war.
(siren wailing)
CENTRAL JAIL LUCKNOW
(folk song)
(through walkie-talkie) Let them in.
Open the gate.
So, Mishra.
Sit.
Zubair told me...
You have seen the consequences of being my enemy.
Now, see the results of my friendship.
I can't believe that a man like you is sitting disappointed in front of me.
Life teaches you many lessons, Mr. Sheikh.
Honestly speaking, I've grown tired fighting you.
I've also lost many people.
I have no strength to bear the responsibility of any more lives.
So, I request you...
to get me and my team out of this predicament somehow.
Hello. Control Room.
Senior Inspector Kamlesh Sharma speaking.
There's been a blast in the evidence room.
Please send the fire brigade.
(cop shouts) Come on, hurry up!
Get out!
What?
How?
Yes, I am coming right away.
Finish your dinner?
This is urgent.
What's so urgent?
What was the name of that movie?
It starred Mr. Om Puri.
He was an inspector.
Ardh Satya. Right.
I am not like the villain in that movie.
I won't humiliate you.
You have come here to offer your friendship, and I will accept it.
Thank you, Mr. Sheikh.
When I donned the uniform,
its intoxication made me forget real power lies in politics.
Had you understood this before, you wouldn't have lost your people.
I had to kill a few of your pawns with my own hands.
Your constable...
Your informant...
I regret killing his pregnant wife.
But how can anyone endure Devi's wrath?
(menacing music)
I am coming. Wait for me until I get there.
Look, I know I am the villain in your story.
But I am the hero of my story.
And the hero always wins in the end.
But I am glad this story is ending on a beautiful note.
With a compromise between us.
This is not the end, Mr. Sheikh.
Home Minister.
Sorry, former Home Minister.
He is trying to use me as a pawn.
To get to you.
But I said no.
Until I confirm it myself,
I won't kill.
But you spilt everything, asshole.
I will finish you right here.
This... this attitude, this temperament...
I was missing this.
Me too.
When the king builds his empire, Mishra, he knows how to protect it.
The army posted outside is not for watching the spectacle.
What army?
Where are they?
Call them.
Let me see.
Jabbar!
Tabrez!
Shahid!
(gun fires)
Tabrez.
(dramatic music)
(Samar Pratap) Check what is wrong. Go.
Go at the back. Go on.
Shambhu. Shambhu. Shambhu.
Come on.
Call the ambulance!
You could have sinned against God...
but never against the uniform.
Because God might forgive you...
but the uniform will not.
(Kamlesh) Hello, Control Room.
Control Room. DCP sir has been shot.
On Lucknow-Faizabad road. I need backup.
The entire force is dead. I need an ambulance. I need backup.
Over and out.
Mishra, calm down.
Calm down.
Aren't you a devotee of Shiva?
Even He would calm down after the dance of destruction.
Your anger doesn't seem to calm down.
This is not an encounter, Mishra.
It's murder.
Fine. I won't kill you.
For the sake of Shiva, let me go.
I will bury you alive. And I'll plant a tree.
Mishra.
You can live as a fucking tree for centuries.
Don't be like me, Mishra.
Otherwise, what will be the difference between you and me?
Let me go, Mishra.
Hear this... Sheikh's final screams.
What do you want?
Mishra.
Mishra, no.
I...
I want to hear him beg.
I want to hear his final screams.
Let me go, Mishra.
I will not spare you.
No.
I'll come back as a ghost.
I am Mahakaal.
Brother.
Zubair.
Dig it.
Hurry up.
Sister!
He killed my brother.
Give it to me.
Sheikh is dead.
(dramatic music)
Brother.
- Brother. - Azim...
Azim...
Brother! (continues sobbing)
My brother.
Brother.
(phone ringing)
(man) Sir, I have some bad news.
An unknown group attacked Samar sir's convoy.
Samar sir died in the crossfire.
(intense music)
Samar sir cannot die in a crossfire.
This is a big conspiracy.
Who is pulling the strings now?
Guruji...