Angad Mallik!
Omi, where's my son, Maroot?
Where is Maroot, Omi?
Dad!
Maroot!
Let go of Montoo, take your son and leave without a word.
Dad!
Maroot! Where are you?
-Maroot! -Dad, save me!
Maroot! Maroot, where are you?
Maroot!
Maroot.
Dad, save me.
Maroot!
Dad, save me.
Maroot!
-Dad, save me! -Maroo…
Maroot?
-Maroot! -Help me, Dad!
Dad!
Dad, save me!
You're too gullible, Inspector.
What did you think? I'll leave your son alive?
What would I tell Babloo then?
Dad, save me!
Maroot has already met his end, now you will meet yours, too.
Omi!
Maroot!
Nutan?
Nutan, what are you doing inside?
Nutan!
-Mom, my book. -Wait a minute.
-Nutan! -What's going on early in the morning?
Didn't I tell you that her exam didn't go well?
Nutan! Nutan, open the door! Open…
-What? -Why weren't you opening the door, dear?
Sorry, I slept late.
-The bed hasn't been slept in. -Shut up, wannabe detective!
Keep your investigations to yourself.
Nutan?
Come with me to the room.
Come and sit down.
-Now, tell me. -What happened, Mom?
Something's definitely troubling you a lot. What's the matter?
Mom, I'm…
-I'm going to fail. -Don't say that!
If one paper went badly, that's okay. Nothing will happen.
Not just bad, Mom,
I left the entire paper blank.
Why?
I don't know. I really don't know.
Don't worry about it, okay?
-Now? -We've got some interesting footage.
It might be of use later.
Come, let's go and have coffee.
What happened to this?
Hari! Can you drop me to the SP's office?
-Okay, I'll drop you. Come. -I'm coming.
Okay, never mind, Hari.
Bloody rascal!
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind, sir.
Sir! Sir.
Your rebuke worked like magic.
Your single reprimand made the telecom company send all the call records.
Kanti, Julie, Gagan, Govind and Sundar, everyone's records came.
Only Bunty's records are pending.
Very good, let's go through all of them today.
-Today? -Shall we?
In the last three days, many calls were made from Julie's phone to this number.
But this number never responded.
But on 8th November, four days prior to Aimee's murder,
there were two conversations with this number,
once for three minutes, once for six-and-a-half minutes.
-Ma'am, should I dial the number? -No, they'll get suspicious.
Mr. Rana, check on Freecaller.
Maybe some relative, or a friend?
Could belong to a tourist. A lot of foreigners come here.
There's no name mentioned here.
Find out the name and address from the telecom company.
Sure.
Hey, there was a call between this number and Sundar's number.
On the night of 13th November, at 12:16 a.m.
When Sundar went to Hotel Bom to look for Aimee.
As soon as Mr. Rana gets the details, we'll bring in Julie and this caller.
These are Kanti's records, nothing suspicious here.
You can double-check if you want.
You've checked it, that should be enough.
Now, it's your turn.
Gagan's and Mr. Govind's call records?
Gagan, your favorite.
He has passed with distinction, hardly made any calls.
Because he's busy with his studies all day long. Scholar.
And my second favorite, Mr. Govind?
I found nothing.
I'm not surprised at all.
Mr. Rana, check all the records once again, however long it takes.
-Who was it? -An unknown number.
A woman called.
Mr. Negi, please follow up with those guys at the Sironah Civil Hospital.
Will they give Bunty's DNA report, or should I go there myself?
Sure.
I don't know what compelled Bunty to take responsibility for the crime.
-Mr. Rana? -Sir, it's from home…
Please go home.
Go.
Jai Hind, sir.
Given any thought to what we should do about him?
Shall we pull up his call records too?
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind.
Jai Hind, sir.
I had forgotten to give this invite. The wedding's tonight.
Mr. Manhas has invited both of you as well.
Is Bunty's chargesheet ready?
There are a few missing links.
-Like? -Like Sundar's murder, sir.
Was there any connection with Sundar's murder?
We found Bunty's CCTV footage.
When we went to arrest him, someone beat us to it.
I was asking about Sundar's murder.
That's what, sir. There's an informant who--
An informant?
Sundar took Kanti's name, this was known only at our police station.
Any suspicion on an insider?
We're all insiders in this police station.
And if one of us is a traitor, then the public won't spare us.
See, Bunty has already confessed.
You are getting caught up in coincidences.
How can there be an informant in our police station?
You guys are unnecessarily wasting time.
File the chargesheet as soon as possible, and close this case.
We'll close this case very soon, sir.
-Thank you, sir. Jai Hind. -Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind.
You've been looking at that noose since morning.
It's just a noose.
No.
Every noose has a distinct origin, Ramsaran.
The moment I find out where this originated from,
the Leopard-Man will be caught in my trap.
But the government will hang my son on a noose, right?
Even though he hasn't done anything.
Don't worry, nothing will happen to him.
He'll be released.
I hope I don't die by then, Mahadev.
You said that you'd go to the jungle and have the Mystery Mushrooms.
As if the unknown Mystery Mushroom is a panacea,
and the Leopard-Man an apothecary.
What happened? All that is a lie, right?
No, it's not a lie.
It's the truth. But no truth is ultimate, Mahadev.
A lot of people entered the jungle,
but only a few made it out.
Sergeant, who are you going to hang?
Him.
The Leopard-Man. I'll nab him someday.
You don't remember his face at all?
-Where did you get this? -I made it myself.
Who taught you? Mr. Govind?
Who is this Govind?
The owner of Cafe Sironah.
The one who teaches kids how to make scoobies.
This…
isn't child's play, do you understand?
Come on.
You were getting very pally with Ramsaran?
That junkie has lost his mind.
He says he will go to the jungle and bring the Mystery Mushroom,
and get cured after consuming it. As if the Leopard-Man is his friend.
Inspector Angad was saying
that the Leopard-Man is just a figment of imagination.
What do I do about it?
Come.
If you were in my place, wouldn't you have done this too?
Drink some water.
Do give us an opportunity to thank you some day.
The resort will be made, with or without Jagdamba's help. Am I right?
Dad! I can't tie the knot properly. Can you do it?
I've tried a lot, still can't do it.
Dad!
-Dad, gently. -Are you okay?
Leave it, I won't wear it.
You will have to wear this your entire life, son.
This is the noose that bureaucrats have to wear.
Ramsaran must've come.
-How are you, Ramsaran? -I'm fine, by God's grace, sir.
Take these clothes, they'll come in handy in the cold weather.
And yes,
don't worry about the treatment. Keep the money.
Sir, my son, Bunty, he…
Ramsaran, why should you have to pay for your son's crimes?
Yeah? Don't get in the middle of this.
Someone's implicating him, sir. He is not like that.
I can't do anything about this.
Everyone thinks that their son is right, and everyone else is wrong.
Take care of yourself.
But, sir…
If I hadn't helped you, you would've been on trial for that night's incident.
What help? You sent me back to jail.
If you can't be of actual help, please don't keep calling me.
You have no idea how much I am doing for you, Kanti.
-What did Mr. Mahadev want? -I don't know.
He is a junkie. I don't know what he's looking for.
Who is it?
I'll come along for the wedding?
If it was a friend's or a relative's wedding,
we could've gone together.
This is a professional obligation.
As per the invitation, two people are invited.
So, two of us are going, Angad and me.
With Angad?
As a couple?
What are you doing, Hari? Let me go.
My saree will get ruined. Hari…
Leave me, I haven't even done anything yet.
Even I haven't done anything yet, Hari. Keep this in mind.
-Do you kids use ink pens? -Yes.
Yes, Uncle, we have to write all the exams with ink pens.
Ballpoint pens are not allowed.
Say thanks, you idiot.
Grandpa!
-Did you like it? -Yeah.
Your mom told me that your test didn't go well.
Yes, I might fail the test.
Even I had failed once.
In fact, I had blanked out for the entire four years.
At that time, I used to feel that nothing can happen,
no one understands us.
Do you feel the same, Nutan?
No, I don't feel this way, Uncle.
Yes.
-Shall we go? -Yeah, sure.
Hey, sis, do you have an older sister called Kasturi?
Shut up, you naughty child, go and study!
Allow me.
-He got a little upset. -Okay.
He wanted to go to the wedding. He likes these things.
-The grandeur, and dressing up. -Yeah.
We only have one life to live, and you look nice dressed up.
-Is it? -Yeah, very nice.
-One minute, let's take Hari along. -No, let it be.
Actually, we're having some marital problems.
All right.
You mentioned that you don't have a family.
Yeah, I don't. Actually, I'm divorced.
Was it a love marriage?
Yes, we were dating since college. What about you and Hari?
No. Actually, I fell in love with the Sergeant.
I mean, it was a father-daughter, teacher-student kind of love.
I trained under him.
After graduation, I was recruited by the police force on sports quota.
Which sport?
Wow, that's amazing. Do you still do it?
Actually, no. I don't get the time for it.
On top of that, going to and returning from Himmat Nagar alone,
I couldn't keep up with it.
The Sergeant had made me his shadow. Wherever he went, he would take me along.
-Like a teacher and student. -Absolutely.
Actually, he wanted Hari to join the police force.
This is what happens normally. The legacy continues in the family.
Was Hari not interested in the force?
No, the force wasn't interested in him.
He tried thrice, and failed every time.
Then the Sergeant spoke to my dad,
and made me his daughter-in-law.
And was Hari running the Internet café from before?
No. He gets fed up with one venture in six months or a year tops.
He likes variety.
-When did you get divorced? -Two years back.
I know I shouldn't ask, but why? What caused it?
Sorry, I shouldn't have asked.
Over our child.
A boy, or a girl?
A boy.
Is he with your wife?
Hostel?
Shall we go? Let's go inside.
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind.
-Jai Hind. Is everything under control? -Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
Welcome.
-Congratulations, sir. -Thank you very much.
-You only want juice, or a little… -I have stopped drinking.
-And you? -I never started it.
Look at this, you never started, he stopped,
what kind of police officers are these?
But it's good. At least you guys caught that tourist girl's killer.
-What do you say, Mr. Bhaati? -Absolutely. We've almost closed the case.
These guys are doing a great job.
The tourists shouldn't get scared away, that's all.
Absolutely, sir.
-Isn't it? -Yes.
Please enjoy yourselves.
-Mr. Mishra? -Yes…
When are the results out, Gagan?
Soon, Auntie. Meanwhile, I'm going to Delhi to get coaching for interviews.
-All the best. -Thank you, Auntie.
Your dreams will soon be fulfilled, bhabi.
I can't tell you how happy I am.
The entire credit goes to Gagan.
He puts his heart and soul into the preparation.
To you too, son.
Mr. Manhas, she is not agreeing.
So get her to agree somehow.
I want the approval for the resort as soon as possible.
I won't wait any longer.
I'll try again. I'll speak to Jagdamba.
Alok? Let's go and talk to those police officers.
-Come on. -What?
Hi, I'm Zarine from Life Unlimited. How are you doing?
Can I ask you two questions?
I don't promise any answers.
So, my first question is… Alok, put the camera down.
Would you like an incredible piece of information in the Aimee murder case?
What information do you have?
In exchange for that information,
can I get an exclusive interview with Bunty Rawat?
What do you have on you?
Hey, not here.
Tomorrow morning, at the police station. Tell us the time.
At 9:30 a.m.
But the information better be worth it.
I can assure you that you won't be disappointed.
Angad, what happened? Who are you looking for?
That Omi, who took away Maroot from me, he's here. I saw him.
Angad? Angad!