What is his name?
Excuse me.
Sir.
It's a raid, brother. Let's go.
Everyone put your phones over there and line up.
What raid?
Income Tax.
We didn't get any notice. And you know whose place this is, right?
Huh? This is Goldy Sekhon's place
We aren't your sister's fiancé to give you a warning notice.
Move it, get in line.
Form a line and drop your phones right here.
Move it, let's go.
And if anyone tries to interfere with our work,
you will go away for six months.
[tense music playing]
Put your phones here.
[tense music playing]
Do you need a personal invitation? Move it.
Alright everyone, is everyone here?
Shall we get this show on the road?
Let's go, let's go.
Seize all the laptops and computers.
Pull out all the hard drives and files.
Don't miss a single file.
Oh, hold on a minute, let me roll up my sleeves.
Alright, go ahead, ready.
Listen, take the photos in a way
that when people look at the pamphlet,
it should feel like Goldy Sekhon is watching them.
Baby,
I want to be a politician, not an actor.
If I focus so much on all of this,
I'll forget my speech for the meeting.
Come on, drop it now.
Aw!
Is my baby getting nervous?
I'm not getting nervous.
It cost a fortune to get this meeting.
If even one thing goes wrong,
the Lok Sewa Party won't nominate me for the ticket.
Baby, the ticket is yours, you just have to go grab it.
Goldy sir. - What's wrong?
Phone for you, sir.
Yeah, tell me. - Goldy brother,
the office is being raided by the IT department.
Damn it!
What happened?
The office is being raided by Income Tax.
Oh dear. What are you doing?
I have to go. Who will handle things there?
Meeting Bajwa is much more important.
Then who will handle this mess?
Your loyal guy.
Now tell me,
who did you tell about our business,
why did you tell them,
and what did you say?
Bobby, listen.
Brother, the American man Bunty was meeting in Delhi
is coming back to the same hotel.
Room number 405.
Who is this guy anyway?
I have no idea.
Goldy never mentioned anyone to us.
But yeah, just to see his face,
I'm tracking down three-month-old CCTV footage.
It's tough,
but a guy is on it.
Man, we finally got a lead on Bunty after three months.
Don't let this slip away.
Be careful.
Bobby brother.
What? - Brother, the phone has been ringing.
This many missed calls?
What kind of mess happened? - Check it, check it.
Hello. What happened?
Bobby, where the hell are you?
The office is in total chaos and your phone is unreachable.
Calm down. What kind of chaos?
An IT raid.
You weren't there? - If I were, I would've handled it.
They even found the secret compartment behind the locker.
And they took all the papers and cash.
Bobby, where are you?
This is a massive mess.
You know how important today was for me, right?
And the office gets hit by an income tax raid.
Would this happen if you were there?
They took absolutely everything. Where are you?
Brother, as long as we're safe, nothing else matters.
They only took the money and papers, right?
We'll get them back.
They 'only' took the money and papers?
If the media finds out about this,
do you have any idea how big of a disaster it'll be?
We will all be completely ruined.
Tell me,
brother, do you suspect anyone?
Who could have done this?
Bobby, if I sit down to recall the long list
of my enemies and well-wishers,
I'll get the election ticket after the elections are over.
Don't you worry.
You take care of your meeting,
I will handle the newspapers and the IT people.
This isn't something to be handled.
It needs to be buried.
Otherwise, I will bury you, Bobby.
Tell me, brother, what's the plan?
What is this?
Where are the payment logs?
Was it cash, UPI, or cheque? What?
There's no record.
Huh?
Whose phone is this?
Mine, sir.
Getting a lot of messages, huh?
Where are the files?
Which files, sir?
Just tell me, kid. Where are they?
Sir, I told you. These are the only files.
Everything is right here. You've already trashed the office.
Talk. Or do you want another slap?
Speak up.
The server room. - Show me the server room.
Move. - I'm showing you, sir. Why push?
Let's go. - I'm going, aren't I?
Move. - I'm moving, sir.
Open it. - Sir, I'm opening it.
Go.
Close the door.
You idiot!
Are you running a theater?
Come on, brother. The performance has to look real.
Real! - Your phone.
Hello.
What's the status?
Everything is set, ma'am.
The office staff is absolutely terrified.
Ma'am, we are scaring them for no reason.
If a little fear right now
saves them from Bobby later, isn't that a good thing?
Listen, those officers won't open up, right?
About us orchestrating this raid.
Why would they announce it to the press?
Do you want to? - Not at all, brother.
And where is the locker content?
Bobby will do everything to find it.
Bobby can go screw himself,
he won't find those papers.
Once we secure all the files and cash and hand them to Goldy
his trust in us will double.
Bobby dug his own grave.
Ma'am Rupinder Bajwa
is no ordinary politician.
To the people of Punjab,
she is a savior.
A saint
in human form.
In this age of English education,
she keeps village kids connected to Punjabi.
Greetings, ma'am.
Greetings.
Ma'am, I've never seen
a social worker like you.
Inspired by you,
I want to serve the country too.
If you grant me an election ticket,
I will dedicate my life
and resources to this party.
For that, you must serve the nation.
Of course, ma'am. Just tell me,
how much 'service' is required?
Keep studying, children. I'll be right back.
Mr. Goldy Sekhon,
politics isn't a business to me.
It's my passion.
And my passion has no price tag.
If people like you enter politics,
people like me will bow our heads in shame.
If you want to serve without political motives,
do it with pure intentions.
Yes, ma'am.
Otherwise, we can share a meal,
but we cannot serve together.
A fresh start.
Plant this at your home.
Thank you, ma'am.
Any word on Bunty?
Madam,
if you want to interrogate me, come to the station.
This is my home.
I didn't have the courage to face the station.
And sitting at home was suffocating me.
Come in.
Have a seat.
Would you like some water? - Yes, please.
Thank you.
Bobby is working for Goldy these days, right?
Hm. Yes.
Why?
There's a man named Rathi.
A lot of leads point to him.
He can lead us to the truth.
Where did this IT Officer vanish with everything?
Pick up the phone!
Pick up! Pick up!
Harpal, where are you?
Did you speak to that officer?
No idea where he vanished, ma'am. He's not answering.
What do you mean he's not answering?
Where could he go?
Who knows?
Damn it!
Well, well, Mr. Fake Officer!
You really love acting, don't you?
Huh?
Speak up!
Did you think we wouldn't find you?
Talk, you jerk!
Who set up this little housewarming?
Tell me.
Speak up!
He did it?
Who did it then?
Then who did it?
Yes, brother. Harpal did it.
That idiot!
They were itching to do it.
'They'?
Him. Him brother, him. - Who is 'they'?
Brother, not they.
No, brother!
The office is in total chaos and your phone is unreachable.
This is a massive mess.
You know how important today was for me, right?
And the office gets hit by an income tax raid.
Would this happen if you were there?
Today, before Bajwa, it wasn't just Goldy Sekhon,
my hard work
reputation
respect, legacy
everything stood stripped bare.
What didn't I do to earn this respect?
As a kid, I sold drugs outside schools.
But my gang got wiped out.
Then I thought
I'd change and take a hospital job.
Live a respectable life.
But this world is full of jerks.
They didn't give me a chance there either.
This business has taught me one thing.
Politicians are bigger thugs than gangsters or cops.
Because politics holds so much power
that no one can touch you.
That's why winning this ticket is crucial for me.
Bajwa crushed my pride
like I was some cheap pot.
She burned through my wealth
and arrogance
as if...
They even found the secret compartment behind the locker.
Who is 'they'? - Brother.
Brother, your phone.
Yeah, speak.
Rathi, there's another mess here.
When Kamna called
she said that...
They even found the secret compartment behind the locker.
And took all the cash and papers.
During an IT raid
the first thing they do is seize phones.
So who told her about it while the raid was still going on?
Oh, Harpal orchestrated all of this.
The bastard turned out to be sharp.
A dog is a dog.
Loyal to one guy today, another tomorrow.
Harpal pulled the trigger, but someone else called the shots.
Madam?
Rathi, I found the traitor.
Their kingdom falls soon.
Yeah, speak, Bobby.
Why call this meeting?
Rathi!
Greetings, brother.
I had to pay a thirty million bribe
just to get our cash and papers back.
Who orchestrated the raid
is still unknown.
But yes
I found something in these documents.
An old account log.
Our hospital ordered millions worth of medicine
but only half reached inventory.
So the question is
where did the rest go?
I dug into it and found out
that all those medicines
are out on the black market.
And they are stocked
at Harpal's Tiddanagar villa.
That’s a lie. He's talking nonsense, brother.
Hold on.
Is this your house? - Yeah, but brother...
Do you think I take photos of your house for fun?
Brother, you take a look too.
It's all our old stock.
In the last six months
he made fifty million
off our company.
By stealing.
Harpal.
You stole money?
Why?
You could've asked.
You have that right.
Exactly, brother.
I have to ask.
Your focus lately
is more on outsiders, isn't it?
Fine.
So I promise you
you won't have to ask ever again.
For a few days
stay away from the office.
I'll handle things here.
Right.
I won't come.
But then, who will handle your dirty work?
Shut up, Harpal.
Why should I shut up, brother?
This accountant of yours, your little pet
He is messing up the books.
And what does he know?
What the real secret behind Goldy Sekhon's business is?
Harpal!
Not another word.
All of you, get out.
What's wrong with you, Harpal?
This punk just showed up yesterday,
and you're listening to him, brother?
The cops...
The cops and the families of those targets
are getting anxious wondering where these kids bound for Canada
are actually going.
Where are they vanishing?
They are still hidden only because I'm here.
Hunting those targets down
and keeping them locked up in cages.
Who handles their fake paperwork?
These are the organ donation consent forms
of those wounded people.
Who delivers their body parts
to your clients on time, brother?
Me.
Even your guy Rathi
has no clue how this operation runs, brother.
He's only good for managing
trucks and tempos.
To make sure you never get caught
my boys chop up those bodies
and feed them to the pigs, brother.
So understand this.
If I leave,
a lot of people will become a part of this secret, brother.
Look, son
understand this.
Sometimes I have to put on a show in front of others.
You're my right-hand man.
I won't let anything happen to you.
Just for a few days,
lie low.
Then watch
how I take care of everything here. Hmm?
Go on now.
Hey, Harpal!
Get out of here.
Or I'll make your life a living hell in the entire Navkotia!
Come on, brother, you shouldn't have let him off so easy.
Cut him out of the business.
But that idiot will definitely seek revenge.
Brother, he won't even be able to touch you.
I'm not talking about myself. I'm talking about you.
He will definitely come after you.
Bobby, untie me.
Untie me!
Untie me, now!
Harpal is a highly vicious,
shameless,
thug of a man.
The bastard will definitely open his mouth.
Brother! Brother!
Bobby!
Untie my hands, I'll teach you a lesson.
Brother,
he was talking about some business secrets.
What is that secret?
Look at it this way...
Untie my hands! - If something happens to me tomorrow,
Harpal is the only one who can run this business.
He knows too much about our operations.
Meaning, we can't keep him around...
Bobby! Bobby! Bobby!
Bobby! Bobby!
No!
Nor can we let him leave.
Brother! Brother!
Untie me!
Untie me, you jerk! Untie me!
And we can't let him live either.
What do you mean? - Brother!
Brother, I gave you my whole life.
It means, brother, Harpal's time is up.
Where is he? Idiot, speak up!
Idiot!
I won't spare you!
Hey!
Meaning you want him dead?
Not just dead
I want to kill him myself.
Brother! Brother!
Brother! Forgive me, brother!
Brother!
Don't think for a second that you are fooling me.
I know
you came here with an agenda.
You really love playing with fire, don't you?
Crossing me
is going to cost you dearly.
Consider this a friendly warning
Ms. Kamna.
I'll make you pay for every single crime.
And then, I'll take your life.