-Vaani. -Where are you?
I'm in the city.
-I'll be home in 30 minutes. -Come again?
Yes, 30 minutes.
Did you get us anything?
Silly you.
Now hang up.
The baby is crying a lot.
Then feed him milk. Pacify him.
-Come soon. -Fine, I'll call you back.
-Hey, Usman... -Yes, Santosh.
Where are your boys?
The boys have reached the station. Where are you?
How much longer are they going to take?
I am standing on the bridge.
It'll be sunset soon.
My child gets really cranky after dark.
He can't be handled by one person.
I am getting a call from them. I'll check and call you right back.
Wait a minute. I think they are here.
-Hello. -Usman?
Yes, Usman sent us.
Listen. This is an extremely confidential file.
Give it only to Usman and no one else.
-Okay. -Definitely. Definitely.
-Yes, I've handed it over to them. -Handed over to whom?
The boys are standing outside the station.
They had a small bike accident.
Hey... mister. Listen.
Take this as well. This one...
And listen, don't let anyone get their hands on it.
Put this file in here and...
-Catch him. -Stop.
-Give the file back... -Catch the rascal.
-Catch him. -Stop, asshole.
How did you fall, rascal?
Give me the file.
Stop. Stop. Handover the file, asshole!
Give me the file.
Stop, asshole.
Where do you think you're going? Hand over the file.
I'll kill you, asshole!
Catch the bastard.
-Stop. -Catch that rascal.
Stop, asshole.
Where will you run off to?
Catch him.
Thief, thief, thief!
Stop.
How long do you think you can run?
Move. Move.
Move.
Bastard.
-Where did he go? -That way.
Where the hell are we?
-Look at that! Please wait, mister. -Give me that change.
Out of the way!
Don't stand there like a statue. Move aside.
Are you deaf?
Come on, move!
Then, will you pay for my fare?
Remember, kid.
A hard-earned meal makes nerves of steel, my child.
That's him. That's him. Fucker!
Let's go. Faster, faster.
Catch him. Catch the bastard.
Throw him in. He thinks he can steal the file from us.
Stealing from us. Bloody reporter.
RIMJHIM STEEL FACTORY BOKARO
Will we get the job this time?
Now, what should I do to assure you?
I've been running from pillar to post for six months for a job.
Listen to me, Rishi Ranjan, and stop complaining.
The guy I am taking you to is 200% guaranteed.
How are you, uncle?
The supervisor you introduced me to gave us a 500% guarantee.
Compassionate appointment my arse.
Do you know what a "union" is?
Come here.
Chunnu is our union leader.
-Do you know what a union is? -I understand.
He shone in the JP protest.
And the Leader of the Masses had him sit next to him on stage.
-Yes. -So then?
You see, he treats me like his kid brother.
Everything in his house
from the tap to the commode came from my shop.
I've been hearing tall stories for six months now.
-You're no different. -Don't worry.
Once your file reaches the right place,
we'll ditch these torn slippers right here.
-Ask where? -Where?
We'll go to Ranchi and return wearing white pointed shoes like Mithun.
-Mithun type. -Yes, Mithun type.
Oh, boy.
Hail Mother Goddess.
ARMY TAKES CONTROL OF GOLDEN TEMPLE
See, brothers.
First, she showed the Pakistanis their place.
And now the Khalistanis.
This is called balance of power.
He is right.
You guys have some sweets too.
Have it.
Have some sweets. Here you go.
The Golden Temple has been freed.
Have it.
Come on, everyone, have some.
You too, uncle, have some.
-Have it. -Come and get it.
What's this nonsense, Chunnu?
Get back to your work, and let the others work too.
Here. Have one yourself.
The sanctity of the temple has been insulted,
and you're celebrating.
Are you a Khalistani?
The Golden Temple's been freed,
and you're complaining.
I see.
How would you feel if your temples were razed down by tanks?
You motherfuckers want a separate country!
So, won't you face the fire?
-Baldev... -Leave me.
Suraj, leave me.
I said leave me.
Let me go.
-Let me go. Leave me. -What are you doing?
Move back. Why are you guys fighting?
Move back. Let him go.
Fifty of you against one man.
Get back to your work. Go on.
Are you okay, sir?
Go on.
Do you want to seal your fate?
What happened?
You don't get it, do you?
Come here.
Hello, brother.
That Sardar was nasty. He got him under control.
Touch his feet.
No, he won't bow.
Remember Kesav Ranjan, boiler operator?
He died while cutting a wire. He's his son.
I've given a request for compassionate appointment.
But I still haven't received a reply.
It's been six months.
You went up against 50 men.
Where do you get the strength?
The situation was getting out of hand, so...
Come.
-Rakesh! -Yes!
Come in.
Sit.
Push in. Come on.
Suits you.
Kartik, I'd asked for size eight.
It's only half an inch smaller.
Your feet keep growing half an inch every year.
What do you mean?
Wear it without the socks. It will fit you.
-Now show your cards. -Why?
Because I demand a show. Come on.
What cards have you got?
Come on. Come on.
I fold. Cards weren't mixed right.
I fold.
Now look...
One queen.
Queen number two.
And that's a trio.
There's gonna be a party.
-And this beer's all mine. -Wait a minute.
You...
What are you doing?
-What happened? -Get up. I said get up.
-Why? -Just get up.
-Why? -Just get up for a second.
-Why? -Get up.
There you go.
-Where did these cards come from? -Very bad.
He was hiding the queens from the beginning.
-I don't want to play. -Very bad.
What are you doing?
-What are you doing? -You play by yourself.
Papa always does this.
Finish your beer.
She always ruins the game like this.
And what about what you do?
So dishonest.
-These are not fitting me, Kartik? -I am dishonest.
Wrong, you're the dishonest one.
Really? What did I do?
Every year you say that you'll get married,
and this poor guy flies down from Canada.
Am I wrong?
You do have a point there.
Get married soon before you grow old.
Or you'll be too old by the time you've children.
Why don't you get married? You have a lot of free time.
Thank you.
I'll check on her.
Somebody is really upset, huh?
Amu.
I am leaving tomorrow.
We need to talk about it at some point.
Yeah.
I've been watching you make that face for six long years.
Okay.
Let it be now. Check it later.
Hello.
-Why are you taking me towards Dhurwa? -We'll take you to Haridwar
I'll teach you a lesson today.
-Hello. -You're done for.
He's gotten on my nerves.
Call him back later. Who is it?
Wait a minute.
Hello, Batuk. I've sent you a number.
Get it traced.
Yes, it's an emergency.
Sorry.
I am so sorry. It's an emergency.
I have to go, but I'll meet you at the airport.
I promise I'll meet you before you leave, okay.
I am sorry.
-Jai Hind, madam. -Ma'am is here.
Head towards Dhurwa.
Okay, madam.
The number you're trying to call
-is currently not reachable. -Jai Hind, madam.
The number you're trying to call--
The call's not going through.
The number you're trying to call--
Stop for a minute.
Okay, madam.
Auntie, did anything happen here?
Any kind of struggle or fight?
Did you see anything?
No.
The phone is ringing now.
The SO sir.
-Yes, Batuk. -Jai Hind, madam.
There's been an accident on the bridge ahead.
-Where? -Just up ahead.
-Let's go. -Okay, madam.
Yes, sir.
When did it happen and who was in it? Did you witness it?
No, sir. We don't know anything.
Chinta, use the car plate number and find the owner.
Yes, sir.
Hello. I am sending you a licence plate number.
Send me the details as soon as possible. Okay.
The phone is ringing.
I've sent the number.
Sounds close by, ma'am.
The phone must be somewhere around.
Yes, I can hear it too.
It's coming from here.
Where did you find this phone?
Show me.
Show me the phone.
Where did you find this phone?
In that car?
Were there people in it?
Did you see them?
Which way did they go? Come on.
Are you mute? Why don't you speak?
Oh, God, madam just jumps into things.
Wait.
Where do you think you're going?
Ma'am, the Bihar border starts in a couple of miles.
You can go back then.
Wait!
-Oh, God... -Careful.
Where did he go?
Look there.
You look there.
Look there.
They are close by.
Where did you keep the file, motherfucker?
You won't tell us, asshole?
I won't tell you at any cost.
Hey!
-You won't? -Run for it.
Batuk. Catch them.
Help me! Help! Help me!
Save Hind Nagar!
Chinta, go that way.
That way up ahead.
Sir, I'll climb down from there.
Don't let him get washed away.
I can see the body, sir.
It'll be morning before we get divers here.
I can see the body.
Call the ambulance.
Madam, his body is pretty burned up.
We found this handkerchief on the bridge.
I'll check the number you got a call from.
He mentioned Hind Nagar.
It's near Rajendra Nagar.
With a majority of Muslims.
And it is Netaji's constituency.
-Netaji? -Sanjay Kumar Singh.
I see.
TRUTH CAN BE TROUBLING
BUT WON'T FAIL
Hail Ganga. Hail Mahadev.
Officer madam. So early in the morning.
Jai Hind, madam.
Ma'am, the body has been identified.
-Really? -Yes.
-Jai Hind, sir. -His name was Santosh Jaiswal.
He used to sell news stories to media agencies.
-I see. -Take her shoe and wash it quickly.
-Give it to me. -I'll do it.
-Who had come here? -I'll get it cleaned, madam.
Is this how you clean the place?
My wife eloped with her lover and tried to kill me.
Show me your shoes.
-Register his complaint. -Yes.
That's all?
-Bring some more. -Okay.
These two just came in to register a complaint.
You know you're always--
I don't trust you at all.
Get those two.
We came to lodge a complaint about our stolen car.
Where was it stolen from?
-Lalpur. -Nucleus Mall.
We went in to see a film,
but we saw that the car was missing when we came out.
When?
-Afternoon. -Evening.
I mean we went in to watch the film in the afternoon.
And we came out in the evening and saw that the car was missing.
Did you like the film?
I did... like the film.
How was it? He may not have liked it.
No, I liked it too.
It was a good film, madam.
I won't get time to watch the film.
Come on, tell me the story.
126...
No, no, no more.
Take the glass!
What was your association with Santosh Jaiswal?
Santosh Jaiswal who?
I'll show you who.
Wait, madam, I'll deal with them.
Is this your own bladder,
or did you borrow it from someone?
It's mine.
Then why don't you tell us?
Where did you take Santosh Jaiswal?
We don't know any Santosh Jaiswal.
Batuk.
I'll be back in a while.
Ask him why Santosh Jaiswal mentioned Hind Nagar before dying.
Okay, ma'am.
Why did you kill Santosh Jaiswal?
Where did you take him?
I told you not to eat there, asshole.
Yes, sir.
Amrita, come to my office immediately.
Right now?
JHARKHAND POLICE HEADQUARTER
Sir, if we release them without recording a statement,
we'll never get our hands on them again.
He's going to crack. I know it.
Do such statements stand in court?
A man comes to lodge an FIR believing in the system,
and you threw him in the lock-up.
But, sir, I had my reasons.
What reasons?
There was mud on their shoes.
Don't talk like an amateur again.
Last time, you claimed that a doctor was a kidney trafficker.
Did it stand in court?
-Sorry, madam. -Jai Hind, madam.
At least have a forensics report to support your case.
Sir, the report will take at least three-four days,
and these two will disappear by then.
Amrita, it's great that you want to do your job.
Even better that you want to do a good job.
But hear me out.
-Jai Hind, sir. -There's something known as "rules."
Whatever you do, do it within the rules.
Even I am answerable to those above.
Whom will you be answering to this time, sir?
Sorry, sir.
Doesn't matter.
You know what, take the rest of the day off.
Sir?
You may leave.
Yes, sir.
Where to?
I was just going to give these books for binding.
Kartik left?
I couldn't reach on time.
You shouldn't take someone for granted so much, child.
I was doing my duty, Papa.
Are you able to do it the way you want?
You wanted to take this job.
Did it turn out the way you'd wanted?
This job isn't meant for you.
Here the honest and earnest ones are always unhappy.
My child.
[chanting of Gurubani]
The arrow of the lord's love has pierced by my mind and body
The lord, the primal being Is all knowing
He is my beloved And my best friend
[chanting of Gurubani continues]
j& O my lover, the path to togetherness Is full of thorns j&
Manu.
We shouldn't be doing this yet.
j& O my lover, the path to togetherness Is full of thorns j&
Who asked you?
Useless fellow.
j& Yet love is so intoxicating j&
We'll be together but the right way.
j& O my lover, the path to togetherness Is full of thorns j&
I can't keep doing this to you, Kartik.
Even I wanted to spend time with you.
-Then come to Canada. -Really?
And what will I do there?
Canada Police isn't too bad. They do a decent job.
Plus... I will cook for you.
And make me fat.
Like your cartoon characters?
I'll do what I know best.
At least you're enjoying your job.
Amu, either learn to stay away from me
and find joy in your work,
or find it here with me.
You don't have an option to be unhappy. Unfortunately--
After the assassination of the then Prime Minister Indira Gandhi in 1984,
investigations into the Sikh riots in Bokaro have been reopened.
The Special Investigation team put together
-by Chief Minister Kedar Bhagat... -Amu, lower the TV's volume.
-I can't hear a thing. -...will investigate this case.
The formation of the SIT committee has led to fingers being pointed
at the leader of Jharkhand Nirman Sena, Sanjay Singh.
His supporters and opposers are in a tussle
outside Sanjay Singh's residence, Pushpa Niwas.
My flight's about to leave.
Kartik, I'll call you back later.
Move back.
-Sanjay Singh... -Shame on you!
Stop here.
-Sanjay Singh... -Shame on you!
Park that van in the middle and push the crowd back ten feet.
This is just in. Sanjay Singh will step out now to address the people.
As you can see, the police are unable to control this crowd.
No one will discharge their weapons without orders.
Mr. Keshari, Come in.
TV reporter Santosh Jaiswal's body was recovered
from a dam today morning.
He died under mysterious circumstances.
Whether this is a murder or a suicide hasn't been--
Who was he?
His name was Santosh Jaiswal, sir.
He used to sell news stories to channels.
-So, what's the update? -We don't have much right now.
This incident occurred last night.
We've recovered the body. An FIR has been registered.
And we've sent the body for post-mortem.
We'll wait for the report.
Okay.
-Long live... -Sanjay Singh!
-Yes? -Is Sanjay Singh in?
Tell him not to step out. The situation is pretty tense.
Weren't there enough commissions assigned earlier?
Hours of investigation.
We'll deal with this too, on every point they make.
The Sikh woman SP from the Jaiswal case is here.
Why?
She says it's dangerous to step outside.
-Long live... -Sanjay Singh!
-Sanjay Singh... -Shame on you!
-Long live... -Sanjay Singh!
Sir, just a minute.
The crowd is pelting stones outside. It's pretty tense.
Sanjay Singh sir...
Please don't go outside. Your security can be compromised.
You are here to protect me.
-Sir, you don't understand... -What kind of leader do we need?
Like Sanjay Singh.
Think about it.
-Long live... -Sanjay Singh!
-Sanjay Singh... -Shame on you!
Brothers, sisters, friends and old folks present here.
Whether you're Sikh or not,
with me or against me...
I want to clear up one thing.
The SIT investigation
is the Chief Minister's conspiracy against me.
As the elections draw closer,
those in power are afraid of the bond between us.
They are targeting me.
They believe they can separate us with their fake investigations.
That's why I request you to stop hurting each other.
SANJAY SINGH SHAME ON YOU!
WHEN WILL WE GET JUSTICE?
Kedar Bhagat, known for his appeasement politics, is blaming me
for hurting Sikhs.
Provoking riots against them.
And today...
a Sikh woman police officer, Amrita Singh,
stands by my side while overseeing my protection.
The one who lives in a glasshouse, high on politics which he inherited,
Kedar Bhagat will soon realise the ground reality.
TOP COP AMRITA SINGH SURROUNDED BY CONTROVERSY
Is she a Thakur?
Sikh.
-Promotion? -Transfer.
From Dumka district, sir.
The animal husbandry minister case.
That's the reason she got transferred.
I see.
That means she recently got transferred here.
Six months, sir.
Then she's not completely familiar with the city yet.
Put her on the SIT.
Sir.
We've put a DSP on it. He's a good officer.
She'll be the best for the Sikh case.
Don't bother with procedures.
Your focus should be getting evidence against Sanjay Singh.
Sir.
Keep updating me about the progress report.
Okay.
We've reached the station, huzur.
Stop calling me "huzur."
Where is everyone?
There is a meeting at the DIG's office.
They've all gone to attend.
Where are those two?
They left.
Who let them go?
Madam...
-Batuk. -Yes, madam.
Who let them go?
Madam, DIG sir told me to release them.
Manu and I love each other.
We want to get married.
Even Manu's happiness lies with me.
I will always keep Manu happy.
I trusted you, and you betrayed us.
No, uncle, I can never even imagine--
You betrayed us, Rishi.
It was our fault that we let you stay in our house.
You must leave today.
Listen to me, uncle.
-Go away, Rishi. -Uncle, you're not well...
Please leave.
Keep breathing.
Papa.
Where is this bloody Rishi?
Rishi is at the furnace.
-Where? -Yes, near the furnace.
-There? -Yes.
Rishi! Rishi!
Listen. Let's go. Chunnu has called everyone.
-Why has he called us? -Why are you looking dejected?
-Nothing serious. -Chunnu has called everyone.
-Oh, man... -I am as unaware as you.
I don't why he has called everyone or what for.
Now, hurry up. Come on.
Keep an eye.
If there are women at home,
then, my brothers, go ahead,
and poison them.
Because you won't be able to protect them.
Nothing is more important than trust.
Madam trusted them and kept them on her security.
Knowing well that her life is in danger.
And what did they do? Betrayal.
They shot an unarmed woman 31 times.
Punjab...
The people of Punjab don't want any of us.
No one.
They've said those in dhotis and caps can stay out of their lands.
They say they are of pure breed.
And who are we? Mixed breed?
And who is the contractor here?
Narula.
Who owns the hardware here? Saini.
And the vehicles belong to Dashmesh.
What are we left with?
Just dhotis and caps.
In a country where the prime minister isn't safe,
we'll have to take responsibility for our own security.
Will we have to or not?
Yes, yes! We'll have to!
Will we have to or not?
Yes! We'll have to!
Every Sardar is Beant Singh and Satwant Singh for us.
They are traitors.
We won't spare them.
Here's the list of traitors in your neighbourhood.
Clean up the city.
Show me.
Take what you want, as much as you want, from petrol pumps, oil depots.
But you must cleanse the city.
-Kawaljit Chhabra. -So, tell me where to begin?
Why the dead silence?
4/13...
Cooperative Colony.
Chhabra's house.
Clean up the city.
Rs. 500 for every Sardar and Rs. 800 for Baldev Singh.
You can all collect your rewards tomorrow.
If your blood hasn't boiled yet...
Then it's just water running in your veins!
If your blood hasn't boiled yet...
Then it's just water running in your veins!
I'll clean the entire city. I'll start from the market.
No, wait. It's still daytime.
Wait for the sun to set.
-Yes, brother. -And listen, stay with Rishi.
Rishi will tell you what to do when and how.
It's time to show your leadership skills.
Rishi is your leader tonight.
Yes, Rishi is our leader.
-You must clean up the city. -Yes, brother.
Don't spare a single man.
Yes, brother.
Take some more time. Think about it.
I've understood what I had to, sir.
Understand what?
You've been on the service for only six years,
and you've tendered your resignation.
-What did you understand? -It's a systematic pattern.
Take the doctor in the adoption racket.
Or the case of that minister's nephew.
This is what happens every time.
And I can never do what I want.
That will never happen.
Do you know, after the Naxals attacked in 2003,
I wanted to form an anti-insurgency group.
I had a long fight with the state government.
Ran from pillar to post.
I took so much stress that I had to go for bypass surgery,
but I could not accomplish what I had set out to do.
What should I do then? Quit my job?
I cannot even question them, sir.
Batuk Singh said that you let those goons go. Why?
Even I'd given you the rest of the day off.
But you were on TV holding Sanjay Singh's hand.
Why?
Look, Amrita, I can understand.
One wants to conquer the world at this young age.
But if you question all of my decisions
and I question my superiors,
then this department will turn into a wrestling ring.
Come on.
Sir, where to?
Come along. You'll see.
Amrita Singh, City SP.
You all know her.
She was behind the women's helpline.
DSP Vikas Mandal, investigating officer.
Amrita will be in charge of the SIT.
And, Vikas... begin.
Amrita.
The state government has decided
to reopen the pending cases on the 1984 Bokaro anti-Sikh riots
and formed an SIT to carry out the investigation.
Something wrong, ma'am?
There have been several inquiries already.
But they never had an outcome.
Exactly.
Has anyone been brought to justice yet?
We all know that elections are around the corner.
Files will be closed once elations are over, like always.
So, we should do nothing?
We should ignore these old unfair trials, riots, mass murders,
because they were never honestly investigated.
That's not what I meant.
Vikas, continue.
Sanjay Kumar Singh, the opposition leader.
Probably the next CM.
The main accused in the '84 riots.
He's charged with provoking the people and causing riots in Bokaro.
In the previous Sehgal Commission inquiry, he said
he wasn't in the city between 31st October and 1st November.
He claims that he was newly married and he was visiting his village.
We've no evidence against him.
Ma'am...
I'll send you the reports of the previous inquiries
and background material of the Bokaro riots.
This time we'll close the investigation, ma'am.
Yes, Papa.
I've tendered my resignation.
Let's see what happens.
Come quickly.
Yes, I'm coming.
Hurry up.
Take that and hurry up.
Hurry up.
Yes, Vikas.
Ma'am, we found an old picture.
Taken by some news reporter.
-What's in it? -Some rioter's picture.
I've just shared it with you.
Fine, I'll take a look.
Papa.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
I am coming for you, Amu.
Amu!
Amu?
Amu.
Papa, how did you lose your hair?
Tell me.
Papa met with a bike accident once.
So, the doctors trimmed your papa's hair for treatment.
You weren't hurt, were you?
No.
-Let's play again then. -Yes.
-This time I will hide. -Okay.