One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Box!
Stop!
Come on, Ravindra.
- Get up. - Ravi!
Listen, there's no need to risk your life.
If it's too much for you, just forfeit the match.
Excuse me, sir. Outsider not allowed.
I'm not an outsider, he's my brother.
Please, sir.
Ravindra?
Why are you bowing your head down like this?
Look at me.
A player can lose a match,
but not his courage.
Whatever happened that day, it was not your fault, son.
It was my fault.
Someone died at your hands in the ring, but, son,
what's the point of turning repentance into a punishment like this?
Forget everything. Just keep one thing in mind.
Who are you here for?
Understand?
All right, son, let's go.
Box!
That's it, Ravindra! Well done.
Ravindra, five, two, three!
One.
Two. Three.
- Come on. - Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven. Eight.
Nine. Ten.
These bags came out of the water?
- Yes, sir. - Both contain body parts?
Mom?
- Somebody put these in the water. - Mom?
You're right, because body parts don't come swimming on their own.
True, sir. That means this--
Um…
Is Arvind around?
So, how was the fight?
That means now you are that much closer to catching your sister's murderer.
Are you coming in?
No. Uh…
I… I mean…
I… I shouldn't come in.
Forget about what you should and shouldn't.
Tell me, do you want to come in or not?
You're going to the NSI,
and I'm going to Jharkhand.
We might not get another…
opportunity like this.
Think about it.
Looks like an infection.
That's very observant of you.
Have your coffee. We need to get going.
I'll see you, Coach sir.
Go and win.
He is not going there to box.
Whoa, whoa!
Hey, baby doll, you look so hot in tight jeans!
Hot and spicy, man!
Asshole!
- You bastard! - Come on, hurry up! Faster!
Stop, stop. Stop right here.
What happened? Are you okay?
Those bloody jerks.
Oh, you're that reporter, right?
- Someone has a problem with you? - The whole city, I'd say.
Looks like you're badly hurt.
No, I'm okay.
Let me help you. I'm a…
You know Arvind Shekhawat? The inspector?
I'm his wife, Bharti.
Come with me.
- Take us to the hospital, please. - Thank you.
Thank you.
As soon as I saw you, I knew who you were.
You're a lady from a metropolitan city. You ask a lot of questions.
Everyone's afraid of a strong woman.
It's very important for us women to stand up for each other.
Go get your leg checked at the hospital.
Just listen to me. Inside, you'll find three SBA boxers.
One of them made a call to Sunny from a public phone.
Shamsher is the one we suspect the most.
Because he and Nihal Singh were in the same weight category.
I'm damn sure he's the one who called Sunny Bhullar.
Bro, you don't worry.
Just remind Coach sir to make that phone call, okay?
Coach sir, my foot.
Take this.
Don't lose focus, Ravindra.
You are not going in there to box.
You are going in there to track down the bastards who killed Gudiya.
You are going in to hunt down the guys who killed Gudiya.
You keep repeating the same thing!
I'm sick and tired of hearing this.
Okay, calm down.
I'm calm, okay?
I am not you.
Asshole, dieting is making you hangry.
Go on.
Go get your leg checked at the hospital, you fuckhead.
Ravi Singh?
Good morning.
Rustinov. Assistant coach.
You look like a Bollywood star.
This place in the last five years has become world-class.
You cannot leave the NSI.
Do not go outside.
You'll be disqualified from the camp, okay?
Room 111.
I never thought that you of all people would be my roommate.
Adi Poonia, 92 plus.
Ravi Singh, 80.
Hey, how can I not know you, Ravi Singh?
I saw the way you boxed at the Nationals six years ago.
You gave Yadav a real hammering. It was so amazing.
So, was this Nihal's room?
That, uh…
What happened to Nihal and your sister…
Uh… I'm sorry, bro.
That's the bell.
You better change quickly,
because if we're late, Coach sir's gonna chew us out.
Focus on your footwork.
Continue, continue.
You're HBC, right?
Hmm.
Those boys are from SBA.
No fighting.
Keep your distance.
Okay?
Come.
Was there any quarrel between Nihal and Shamsher?
- Quarrel? - Hmm.
They fought like dogs inside the ring
and like wild dogs outside the ring.
Do you know what happened one time?
- Coach. - Wha…
Coach.
I watched your trial today.
You're good, but so is everyone else.
Let's see what you're made of.
In this drill, two boxers will face off.
The one who gets a clean punch twice will be replaced.
Ooh!
Yogesh. Switch.
That's two clean punches. Switch.
- Oh! - Switch!
Switch.
Switch!
Switch! Switch!
I found a really good doctor.
Your X-ray looks fine.
You'll be okay in a couple of days.
There is nothing to worry. Go home, take your medicines.
Don't stress about it.
Just go home.
Hmm.
This looks like an infection.
Hey, who are you? And what do you want, huh?
- Huh? - Come.
- Let me show you something. - What are you doing?
What have I done to you?
Hey, hey… Hey!
Hey!
Looks like an infection.
Well, Doc, if you know any cure for this, then let me know.
Hey, this car just won't start.
Have you run out of gas?
Fine.
You killed my Sunny.
I did not kill Sunny!
But if I had found him, I wouldn't have spared him.
Because of what the piece of shit did.
You fucking dog.
I know you were looking for him.
You bet I was.
I was looking for him to kill him.
You know exactly why I wanted him dead.
Before I could kill him, some other stupid fuck got rid of him.
Which stupid fuck?
Give me his name.
If I had known who he was, Kuki,
I would have gladly given you the name of that great champion of humanity.
He ran off before I got there.
Look, I'm not lying.
What are you making Kuki do, ya?
Now I'll have to kill all of you.
First you, then your brother, then your father.
Do you have any kids?
Give me their names, too. Ramchandra, just make a list of everyone.
Kuki, listen to me.
If you are man enough, then look me in the eye and tell me one thing.
Did you order Sunny Bhullar to kill Nihal Singh and Gudiya?
Yes or no?
Ramchandra, give me your phone.
Ladies and gentlemen, now that the pitch report is done,
it's time for the toss.
If it's heads, you're going to die.
If it's tails, you will ask questions and get answers.
Ready?
Mother--
Looks like it's tails.
Okay, ask away.
The question's the same Kuki.
Did you order Sunny Bhullar to kill Gudiya and Nihal Singh?
Yes or no?
I didn't order anything.
I had nothing against the boy or the girl.
Since I had nothing to do with them, why would I want them killed?
Ramchandra, I lost the toss, not you. Finish him off.
Hey, you monster. You are such a huge guy. Don't you have balls to fight?
Motherfuck…
What are you scared of, fuckers? This is called cheating.
Go on, run away like cowards!
Damn cheaters!
- There he is. - Arvind!
You asshole, I love you. Take this off!
- Look at this. - Cut the wire!
Take it out from here! I saw how he did it.
- Come here. - This one?
- Take it out! - Are you sure?
Careful!
So, what about Kuki?
Bastard slipped through my fingers again.
And his men aren't ready to talk.
They are ready to go to jail for him.
How did you find out I was here?
She saw you getting kidnapped.
Then she jumped into a rickshaw to follow you.
Then she called me.
- Are you making fun of me? - Fuck off!
Sorry.
And thank you.
- Come on. Yes, let's go. - Come on, you can do it!
Very good. Going good.
Footwork!
Yeah, well done. You can do it!
How dare you step over me?
You bitch!
Hey! Anyone else wanna try?
This girl is an animal.
Bloody wannabe boxers.
Do you wanna spar? The girls can't do it. How about you?
Hey, Sonika.
Beware of this one.
This asshole doesn't know how to box. He only knows how to kill his opponents.
Listen to me very carefully, Ravi.
You stay away from me.
Your two legs brought you here.
Four shoulders will carry you out, got it?
- Hey, back off! - Hey!
Why are you trying to bully him, Shamsher?
You, get out of here.
Shamsher, let it go.
Get out of here.
Come on. Go drink some water.
Let's go.
Are you okay?
Tell me, do you want to spar?
I just saved you from Shamsher.
Tomorrow night?
Would you like a Shakti Super Heavyweight stuffed bread?
It has a mix of potatoes, onion, peas, and--
- I'll get a stuffed flatbread. - No.
Tell me more about the Shaktigarh Super Heavyweight flatbread, please?
Tell her.
Along with garlic mayo, chili butter, Szechuan sauce,
mango pickle, lemon and cilantro.
It's one and a half feet long.
If you eat it in 15 minutes, you will get free food here every day for a year.
For one whole year?
Wow. Get me one.
And some buttermilk.
- Sure. - Thank you.
Flatbread with butter for table number four.
What's wrong?
Is it your leg?
Looks like an infection.
Well, how did this happen?
Sorry. If you're not comfortable talking about it, I can understand.
No.
I don't mind.
Because you just saved my life.
You saved me from going to hell.
I guess this calls for a story about my personal hell.
So I'll tell you what exactly happened to my leg.
But before that, it's important to know what kind of a monster
my father, Raghubir Singh, really was in my life.
The one and only, the Lion of Haryana, Raghubir Singh.
He never really noticed what was going on in his home or his family.
And my father just had one mantra:
if the boy is not fearless, then he is worthless.
And my brother, Ravindra,
he was very good at boxing since he was a kid.
I really sucked at it.
You asshole!
Whenever I didn't do well,
first he would abuse me verbally and then physically.
And one day,
he broke my leg.
I ran away from home.
I wandered aimlessly for three fucking days.
And then my broken leg got severely infected.
Coach sir's brain rot entered my leg.
The infection got so bad…
that they had to amputate my leg.
The doctors were hovering around my head.
I was hardly conscious, but I remember…
watching my life getting ruined.
Here you go, ma'am.
This is your Shaktigarh Super Heavyweight stuffed bread.
And here's your order of buttermilk.
Oh!
Enjoy yourself.
Maybe this was a mistake.
- You have great biceps. - My bicep is bigger than your face.
- Come on. - Leave him. He's a kid.
- I'm hungry. - Let's grab something.
Job's done, Coach sir.
I made the phone call.
They'll show up in the morning.
Let me tell you something.
Boxing gloves are better at protecting your opponent's face
than they are at protecting your poor fists from getting pounded into pieces.
- No one knows about this. - I know
every single thing about boxing, and definitely more than you, okay?
- Oh, you know more than me? - Yes, I do.
You have attitude, Miss Big Shot Reporter.
Great. Let's have a question and answer around.
- What's it called? - Go for it.
Rapid fire.
And, if my answer is correct, you'll have to gulp it down.
- One shot for every answer. - Okay, done.
- Come on. - I'm in. Yeah?
- Come on. - Okay, sir.
- Hmm. - First question.
First question. Here's the first question.
Come on, tell me, how many rounds do they have in an Olympic match?
Three rounds. A one-minute break. A ten-second warning before each round.
- Drink up. - Very good. That's amazing.
The girl's done her homework, hasn't she?
- Down! Very good. - Ah, fuck.
- Excellent. - And the next question?
All right, tell me, a boxer isn't allowed to have a beard.
Why this rule?
This rule isn't there now.
Didn't you know about it?
- What's with these trick questions, huh? - Huh.
- Come on, come on. Drink up. - Yeah.
- Give it. Pour it. - Yeah!
I must say, you have done your research well.
Great. Now I'm having fun.
Now answer this one.
The winner of the match gets ten points.
How many points does the loser get?
Nine for a close round.
Eight, clear winner.
Seven for total dominance.
And there used to be a rule, now there isn't.
You may not know that six was for…
Over-matched.
You're not as grumpy as I thought you were.
What happened?
Joyna, I'm sorry. Uh…
- I'm sorry. I… - No, no, no.
- No, I should have asked for your consent. - It's not that. It's not that.
The thing is that I am…
Dev, I have…
lied to you, Dev.
What?
I have to tell you something.
Tell me. It's not a big thing, right?
Actually, I haven't come here as a journalist.
Actually, I lost my job six months ago.
I had known Nihal for some time.
Nihal and I met two years ago in Tashkent
at the World Boxing Championship.
We just stayed in touch.
Became friends.
I don't even know when I went from being a reporter to a friend.
He was always talking about Gudiya.
He had me talk to her on a video call last month.
He said she's pregnant… was.
They wanted to come to Delhi.
He asked if they could stay here with me.
But I was living in a rented apartment, so…
I couldn't put them up.
So I had to say no.
There was no call after that.
That day, if I had done something, made some arrangements…
and yes, put them up at mine, then maybe today…
Gudiya…
Come on, Shamsher, come on.
Faster, faster.
Yeah. Good, good.
Step back, step back.
He is on the defense.
Block. Pick up the pace.
Bastards. These anti-doping people are here for blood tests again.
Two times in one month?
- Bloody idiots. - Close the door.
Adiraj Poonia.
Hey, come on, get up. Go sit somewhere else.
Otherwise, I'll beat you up so bad
you'll end up peeing here instead of the toilet.
You piece of shit. You took this from my room, right?
Didn't just take it.
Left something, too.
Acetazolamide.
Oh, by the way, I put some in your bottle, too.
Rishabh Chauhan. Hmm.
Why are you trying to screw me over?
You can't do this.
It's done already.
That anti-doping team, it's no coincidence they've come here twice in a month.
I tipped them off.
Whatever's gone in will come out in your urine.
So, tell me something, what do you think?
For how many years will you be banned?
I mean, Sushil was banned for two whole years.
I have a feeling
- you'll definitely get banned for five. - Bro.
Bro, you're taking this club rivalry a little too far.
"Bro"?
I'm not your bro, okay?
And I'm not here for some inter-club rivalry.
I'm here to ask you some questions.
If you tell me the truth, then I will give you some Diazodine.
It'll erase the effects of the earlier drug,
but you'll need to take it right now.
You don't have time.
Give it to me.
What's with all this drama?
All right, then, once you're banned for life,
we can sit down and talk about this.
Sagar Singh Rawat!
Sagar? After Sagar, it's Satbir,
and then after Satbir,
Shamsher?
Shamsher.
Let's talk.
What do you wanna know? Tell me.
You called Sunny Bhullar, right?
- Who's Bhullar? - Don't act innocent, okay?
Sunny Bhullar. Didn't you call him Friday night
to tell him where he could find Nihal after that fight?
I don't know anyone called Sunny Bhullar.
Wait a minute.
I didn't even watch Nihal's fight.
On Friday…
On Friday night, I… I wasn't even at the hostel.
Look, bro,
I've already told you everything I know. Give me the meds.
I want every little detail.
Speak up.
I can't talk about it openly.
Please believe me.
I'm telling the truth.
Satbir Singh!
I was with Rusty.
Our Russian coach?
Why?
We booked a hotel room for two hours.
Look, Ravi.
This isn't something I can tell the whole world, right?
So I'm begging you, please keep it to yourself.
And please believe me, I was not at the NSI that night.
Ravi, it's the coach.
The coach is here. Give the medicine. My name's next.
- Yeah, okay. - What?
Ravi, give it to me.
And listen, there's just water in your bottle, nothing else.
Shamsher Kuthiala!
Listen, bro. Shamsher doesn't seem to be involved.
Fuck!
What are you doing?
Dev, your ring.
This, uh… isn't mine.
I found it near Sunny's body.
Wait. What?
Look at it properly.
Hey, what's there to see?
Oh, shit.
- Ravi? - Yeah.
Do you remember that ring we found near Sunny Bhullar's body?
- The black one? - Yeah.
It's a smart ring, man.
When we connected it to the app,
we found it wasn't registered in his name,
but someone else's.
Whose name is it in?
You scared me, man. I thought you must have forgotten.
What happened?
Shall we start sparring?
Hey, bro, what are you doing?
You're trying to kill me or something?
Did anyone give a damn about killing Nihal Singh?
Nor did anyone give a damn…
about killing Gudiya.
What are you talking about?
That call to Sunny Bhullar was made by you to tell Nihal's whereabouts.
No. I didn't make any calls to anyone.
The smart ring we found on Sunny's body was registered in your name.
I had no idea.
I had no idea…
I swear I didn't know.
So then how did Sunny Bhullar get that ring?
- I had no idea what he was… - Was he your boyfriend?
Are you going to start talking or not?
Because of what you did,
my little sister is dead!
I met Sunny about a year ago.
I loved him.
I trusted him.
The day the attack took place,
I got a call from Sunny in the morning.
He bloody lied to me.
He said that he and Nihal had a fight at a diner the night before.
He asked me to call and let him know if Nihal was going out that night.
I didn't know they would get murdered.
And then I heard Nihal talking to Gudiya on the phone.
They were planning to meet at the football stadium after practice.
So I called from the public phone at the boys hostel.
Why a public phone?
Because Kapil told me to.
He said that if something went wrong, I'd be in trouble.
Who's Kapil?
Sunny's best friend.
They were in it together.
Do you have a picture of him? Send it to me now.
Now tell me, where can I find Kapil?
My boy.
Hey, Kapil, what kind of magic potion are you injecting Sultan with?
The company mixes 100 medicines to make this.
- Hmm. - You know how it is.
Mr. Mayor? Uh…
I have a small request to make.
Yes, Viju.
Are you going somewhere?
I'm going home. My work here is done.
What do you mean by that?
Do you even realize what you're saying?
Bro, with the way you're fighting now,
no one can stop you from going to the Olympics.
You know what the rules are, bro. You'll get disqualified for good.
There'll be no Olympics, no medals and no glory.
What's the matter, Kapil? How come you're still here?
What happened to you?
Did you suddenly see a ghost or something?
They murdered my friend Sunny.
Excuse me. Sir? Please stop!
- Where are we going? - Near Kalka village.
Check this out.
It's him. Sunny's friend, Kapil.
He's hiding in Dhanda's farm.
They could come after me. Those guys are crazy.
Save me, please!
I don't want to die.
You are Dhanda's man.
They can't just kill you.
You'll stay here from now on.
I'll bring in more men for protection.
Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
Looks like that pig Dhanda is behind all this.
Yeah, looks like that.
Come on, let's go fuck that bastard up.