(man and woman moaning)
[Man 1]: Poltu!
What happened, you ask?
[Man 2]: When Poltu grows up,
he'll demand answers.
(gunshot)
(Poltu sighing in fear)
[Poltu]: Dad...
Dad...
[Man 2]: When the pain drowns you to your very core, death is a gift.
That's the law of nature. The ultimate truth.
(indistinct chatter)
(hammering lock)
[Madan]: Oh, dear.
[Constable 1]: Sir, the area is under control.
We've searched all the trams.
Sir, Raju lives with his father, but his father is still missing.
We're asking the locals, sir. Sir, this tram right here.
(indistinct chatter)
[Constable 2]: Sir.
[Arjun]: Madan. [Madan]: Yes, sir.
(man coughing) [Arjun]: Found anything?
[Madan]: Sir, there's a lot of stuff in this trunk.
[Madan]: Sir.
Sir.
[Madan]: Sir, the victim's phone?
[Arjun]: Looks like it.
[Arjun]: Bag it. [Madan]: Yes, sir.
(indistinct chatter) (Madan sighs)
[Arjun]: We already had the suspect.
And now, we probably have the evidence.
Case closed.
[Rita]: What about the murder weapon?
[Arjun]: Leave that to me. I'll handle it.
Raju will spill everything in two hours.
[Rita]: Okay.
(clock ringing)
[Rita]: Oh, shoot! The funeral!
I have to run.
(church bell ringing)
[Father]: We're here to mourn the loss that has so tragically befallen
our dear Bertha.
Let's pray.
(woman crying)
(people singing)
[Janice]: Bertha.
[Bertha]: It's been a part of me for so long, Janice.
(Bertha crying)
[Bertha]: It was...
[Rita]: Sorry, sorry.
[Lisa]: Hi, aunt. [Janice]: You're late.
[Rita]: I know, mom.
[Bertha]: You couldn't even make it on time for the funeral.
[Rita]: It's a funeral for your leg, Aunt Bertha.
[Janice]: The one she lost to diabetes.
[Rita]: Why on earth are you holding a funeral for a leg?
[Bertha]: Well, I wanted to see what it'd be like when it's my time.
But I know you're not going to be there.
(Rita's phone ringing)
[Janice]: Hush.
[Rita]: Yes?
I'll be there immediately.
Sorry, I have to go. Hmm?
[Janice]: I've given up all hope.
[Bertha]: Whose fault is it?
Your fault. You've always spoilt her.
(Janice gasps)
(people singing)
[Srijan]: And you're questioning my choice, Mohan. Hmm?
[Mohan]: I've better officers, sir.
Besides, Rita Brown never follows orders anyway.
[Srijan]: If the results are good, do orders really matter, Sudhendu?
[Sudhendu]: Rita Brown is the best choice for this case.
(knock on door)
[Srijan]: Come in!
(Srijan grunts) [Srijan]: Congratulations, DCP Brown.
Come on, have a seat.
[Rita]: I'm fine, sir. [Mohan]: Has he confessed yet?
[Rita]: We're working on it.
[Sudhendu]: But the press is talking nonsense.
They are saying the police have no control over law and order.
[Srijan]: Call a press conference for tomorrow.
[Rita]: Sir, we should wait until we find the murder weapon.
[Srijan]: You can keep doing that.
[Srijan]: I'll be making the announcement tomorrow.
We have the suspect in custody,
and 24 hours is plenty of time.
You can surely draft the charge sheet by then, hmm?
(birds chirping)
[Dheeraj]: 'Dear Mr Jhunjhunwala.'
'After having gone through the agreement that you sent me,'
[Dheeraj]: 'I've...' [Sanjay]: I need to talk to you!
[Sanjay]: Right now!
[Dheeraj]: Please excuse us. [Woman]: Sure, sir.
[Sanjay]: Do you know...
(door closes)
[Dheeraj]: This is an office, Sanjay. Calm down.
[Sanjay]: Fine!
May I?
Are you aware that the police have arrested Raju?
[Dheeraj]: Srijan called me.
[Sanjay]: That freaking scoundrel, I'm telling you!
He shouldn't get away with this!
A charge sheet should've been filed against him by now!
But why would you care?
You're more interested in sucking up to the CM
than you're in your own family!
[Dheeraj]: Sanjay, one has to balance all relationships.
Understand?
Don't worry. I'm handling it.
[Sanjay]: What exactly are you handling?
(door slams)
(Arjun shouts) (Raju groaning in pain)
[Raju]: I'm... I'm speaking the truth, sir! (cries)
I went there to bring medicine! (cries)
[Arjun]: You went there for medicine? (Raju groans)
Or was it smack or heroin you were after? Huh?
(Raju groaning in pain)
(chair thuds) (Raju groaning in pain)
(Raju whimpering in pain)
(Rita opens box)
(Raju whimpering in pain)
(Raju shivering) [Rita]: Take it.
(Raju opens plastic bag)
(Raju whimpering in pain)
[Rita]: Maybe now, he'll confess.
And don't give him a dose until he does.
(bell buzzing)
(Arjun exhales)
(Raju wincing)
(keyboard tapping)
[Rahman]: All these phones are stolen, sir.
None of them belongs to the victim.
(indistinct chatter)
[Rita]: It was never going to be that easy.
[Arjun]: Where was Raju on the night of the murder?
[Rahman]: I don't know, sir.
His phone was switched off at the time of the murder.
The last tracked location was... Yes. Roy's Pub.
[Arjun]: Did he follow her?
[Rahman]: One minute. Mrinal. [Mrinal]: Yes, sir?
[Rahman]: Show us the CCTV footage.
[Mrinal]: Sir, Raju didn't go after the victim.
[Rita]: Ahana's CDR? [Man 2]: Ma'am.
(Rita flips pages)
[Rita]: Arjun, only two numbers keep showing up.
Sanjay's and Shefali's.
And she hadn't been speaking with Shefali for the past month.
[Arjun]: Strange! Sanjay claimed she was her best friend.
[Rita]: You called her in for questioning, right?
[Arjun]: Yes, but she didn't show up. (indistinct chatter)
[Rita]: I'll check. Where does she work?
[Shefali]: Yes? [Rita]: Shefali?
[Shefali]: Hmm. [Rita]: DCP Rita Brown, Kolkata Police.
[Rita]: Is there a place we can talk in private?
[Shefali]: Uh... Sure.
(telephone ringing)
[Rita]: You were summoned to the Detective Department.
(Shefali sighs) [Shefali]: I just...
I couldn't.
[Rita]: I understand how you're feeling.
[Shefali]: No, you can't.
We've been friends since we were toddlers.
(Shefali sighs) I'm sorry. Um...
I've been so buried in work this past month...
(Shefali exhales) I wish I'd called her
to hear her voice for the last time.
I really miss her.
Thank you.
[Rita]: When was the last time you met Ahana?
(drink splashing)
Don't you remember?
[Shefali]: Um... We met on my birthday a month and a half ago.
We drank all the tequila at Roy's.
[Rita]: Roy's Pub?
She went there last Wednesday night.
Do you know who she went there with?
[Shefali]: Getting Ahana to a party was the hardest thing.
I always had to drag her along.
I don't think she would've ever gone to a party without me.
[Rita]: Do you recognise him? Ahana's driver.
[Shefali]: Ahana's driver is Mantu. I've never seen this man.
(Shefali's phone ringing)
[Shefali]: May I?
(Shefali's phone ringing)
(Shefali breathes heavily) I'm in a meeting right now.
I know. I know I said I'd call. I just...
Just give me a little bit. I'll call you in ten minutes, okay?
No, I can't leave right now. I can't.
(Shefali breathes heavily)
[Shefali]: Okay, look. Ten minutes.
I'll call you back, okay? I have to go.
Um...
I'm sorry. Smoking isn't allowed in here.
[Rita]: So... You live with your parents?
[Shefali]: I do.
They, too, are devastated.
[Rita]: Was Ahana depressed?
These marks were found on her body.
[Shefali]: Yes, she... She had these episodes.
She'd be fine for a while, and then it'd return.
[Rita]: Her boyfriend, or rather, ex-boyfriend...
[Rita]: Do you know him? [Shefali]: Saikat.
[Shefali]: He used to show up at parties occasionally.
[Rita]: Did the break-up affect Ahana much?
[Shefali]: Not really.
The break-up didn't hit her that hard.
Saikat is very different from us.
[Rita]: What does he do for a living?
[Shefali]: I'm not really sure.
He's involved in lab experiments
at the Institute for the Cultivation of Science.
[Rita]: One last question.
Where were you on Wednesday night?
[Shefali]: I was here,
working on designs for a brand campaign.
[Rita]: Okay.
I'll be in touch.
(Shefali exhales)
[Rita]: On what basis, sir?
We have neither the murder weapon nor fingerprints.
[Mohan]: Rita Brown, I put you on this case to take action,
not to overthink. Now, please act.
(indistinct chatter on TV)
[Janice]: Rita.
[Rita]: I know, mom. I'm late.
'Dinner's on the table. I can't keep doing this. And I have to eat.'
[Janice]: Great. For once, you're agreeing with your mother.
[Rita]: Okay. Where is it?
[Janice]: What?
[Rita]: You know what. [Janice]: You're blocking my view.
[Rita]: Where did you hide my pills?
[Janice]: If you just ate properly, you wouldn't need them.
(indistinct chatter on TV)
(Rita closes door)
[Nitin]: So, how was the day, Miss Brown?
[Rita]: Tiring.
[Nitin]: You're working way too much. You work too hard.
[Rita]: I understand Bengali. [Nitin]: Of course, you do.
So, what can I do to make it better?
[Rita]: Sing.
[Nitin]: Sing?
Alright then.
"You'll remain in silence within my heart."
"You'll dwell there quietly within me."
"You'll remain in silence,"
"deep, still, like a full moon night,"
"soft and tranquil as midnight itself."
"You'll remain in silence."
Why are you smiling? What's going on?
You're recording me! No, that's not fair!
[Nitin]: Give it to me! [Rita]: No, go back and sing!
[Nitin]: Rita Brown.
I love you.
(knock on door)
[Dheeraj]: Come in.
You're late.
(man coughs)
[Man]: They were having an affair.
After Nitin Goswami's helicopter crash...
[Dheeraj]: She took a transfer.
That's public information.
(Dheeraj chuckles)
[Dheeraj]: And Sanjay?
[Man]: Same as before. His old habits are resurfacing.
[Dheeraj]: Don't let him out of your sight.
[Durga]: I think this is neither a crime of passion
nor a professional hit.
But this isn't normal, Rita.
If the goal was just murder, why do it this way?
It feels like someone was trying to exact a specific revenge.
[Rita]: Any sexual violation? [Durga]: No.
[Durga]: There's no trauma in the private parts.
No signs of struggle either.
[Rita]: We found no evidence of a struggle in the flat, either.
It was all clean.
[Durga]: Looking at the forensic profile, this was a stylised murder.
But the question is, where did they learn this?
Where did they receive the training for this?
[Rita]: What's this? Pressure points?
[Durga]: Right to left.
(Rita taps on file)
[Durga]: Ri... Rita, the tea...
(sound of Rita's footsteps)
(Rita slams paper and pen on desk)
[Rita]: Write your statement!
[Raju]: I won't write a single word on a blank sheet.
(Raju groans) [Arjun]: Write the statement!
[Rita]: Arjun.
Raju isn't the murderer. We'll have to let him go.
[Arjun]: What do you mean?
[Rita]: According to the autopsy report, the killer is right-handed.
[Arjun]: But Raju has a motive.
[Arjun]: He was last seen with Ahana outside Roy's Pub. [Rita]: Yes.
[Rita]: But we don't know who Ahana actually went to Roy's Pub with.
[Arjun]: She must've gone with friends!
[Rita]: Arjun, she only had one friend.
And we know for a fact that she didn't go there with Shefali.
Raju isn't the killer.
Sir, according to the autopsy report, the killer is right-handed.
[Mohan]: 'That doesn't matter these days.'
'Sourav Ganguly is right-handed, but he batted with his left hand.'
But, sir, Raju is an addict.
Killing someone with such precision using his non-dominant hand
is next to impossible.
We shouldn't be holding a press conference right now...
[Mohan]: 'The CM will be there soon, and I'm also on my way.'
'We'll deal with this later.'
[Rita]: Hello...
(Rita exhales)
(indistinct chatter)
[Sudhendu]: Honourable ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for patiently waiting so long.
The Honourable Chief Minister is now arriving.
He'll now address you all.
[Rita]: Today's press conference has been convened by the honourable CM
to provide you with the details
regarding the Ahana Jaiswal murder case.
The primary suspect in this case is the driver, Raju,
whom we've taken into custody.
However, the autopsy report has revealed new facts
that clearly show
that Raju isn't the murderer.
[Male reporter]: Ma'am... [Rita]: Therefore, this case is still open.
[Male reporter]: Ma'am, do you suspect anyone?
[Male reporter]: Is there anyone else involved? [Sudhendu]: Silence!
[Sudhendu]: Silence! Silence! [Female reporter]: Answer us!
[Male reporter]: Is there any... [Sudhendu]: Please!
[Female reporter]: What's the Jaiswal family...
[Secretary]: Sorry, sir. It's Sudhendu. It's urgent.
[Srijan]: Sudhendu?
Yes, Sudhendu?
She said what?
[Male reporter]: 'As we can see, Rita Brown's revelation'
'has come as a shock to everyone.'
'Even the CM's special appointee has been taken off guard.'
[Dheeraj]: What on earth is your police force doing, Srijan?
If you can't handle this, tell me plainly!
I'll do it my way!
[Anirban]: 'With us is the former DGP'
'of Jharkhand Police. Debabrata Jha.'
'Let's get his opinion on this investigation.'
[Debabrata Jha]: 'Hello, Mr Sharma.'
'After the brutal show DCP Rita Brown put on today,'
'the commissioner and all of Kolkata Police have been left red-faced.'
'It's being said'
'that Kolkata Police should hand over this case to the CBI.'
[Debabrata Jha]: 'We...' [Arjun]: I'll eat later.
[Debabrata Jha]: 'Look, I've been following this case since day one.'
'In such cases, the killer should be caught in the first 72 hours.'
'Otherwise, the chances of the case being solved reduce by 50%.'
[Anirban]: 'So, you're saying it's becoming almost impossible'
'for the DCDD to solve this case?'
'And it has also been heard'
'that a constable had contaminated the crime scene.'
'Now, what can we expect...'
(Arjun's father clattering dishes)
(indistinct chatter)
[Rita]: Saikat Bhattacharya?
[Woman]: Over there.
[Rita]: Saikat Bhattacharya?
We're from Kolkata Police.
[Rita]: We have some questions for you about... [Saikat]: Ahana.
[Saikat]: One second.
Yeah, tell me.
[Rita]: Is there any place we can talk in private?
[Saikat]: Right here is fine.
[Rita]: So, how long were you dating Ahana?
[Saikat]: Nearly five months.
[Rita]: Why did you two break up?
(Saikat scoffs)
[Saikat]: You think we broke up, and that's why I...
[Arjun]: No.
This is an investigation.
We have to explore every angle. So, please don't take it personally.
Sir.
[Rita]: So? Why did you two break up?
[Ahana]: 'No... No, please.'
[Saikat]: 'Come on, babe.' [Ahana]: 'No... No! No!'
[Saikat]: 'What the heck?'
[Saikat]: We just wanted different things in life.
(Rita's phone ringing)
[Arjun]: What is it? Are you in a hurry?
[Saikat]: This reaction is temperature-sensitive.
If it isn't kept between 25 and 30 degrees,
the pigment will be completely ruined.
So, yes. I'm in a hurry.
[Rita]: So, you went to Roy's Pub with Ahana on Wednesday night.
[Saikat]: No.
I hadn't seen Ahana since our break-up.
But yes, Ahana used to drag me to Roy's Pub before.
Although, I absolutely hate such places.
They are full of idiots.
[Arjun]: Did the two of you have arguments?
[Saikat]: Yes, like any other couple.
[Rita]: These cuts were found on her hand.
[Saikat]: (exhales) She did that to herself.
She was really emotionally attached to 'Punurutthan'.
The girls would skip classes to join their mothers' profession.
It frustrated Ahana.
[Arjun]: But you still haven't told us
where you were on Wednesday night.
[Saikat]: Right here, in the cryogenic lab.
[Rita]: Was anyone else with you?
[Saikat]: No.
The lab watchman, Ram Ratan,
went with me to get Biryani at Moghul's Empire.
He was downstairs.
[Rita]: Thank you.
[Man 1]: It seems there's a problem. [Man 2]: You're right.
[Man 1]: But do you see how high the burner is set?
[Rita]: Ram Ratan? [Ram Ratan]: Yes?
[Ram Ratan]: Yes, ma'am? [Arjun]: Full name?
[Ram Ratan]: Ram Ratan Jha. [Arjun]: Are you from Darbhanga?
[Ram Ratan]: Yes, my guardian is from there.
[Rita]: Show us the lab's entry logs.
[Ram Ratan]: I'm the one who lets people in.
I know everyone. There's never any trouble.
[Arjun]: Jha, was anyone working here on Wednesday night?
[Ram Ratan]: Yes. Saikat.
He took me along for Biryani to Moghul's at 9:00 PM.
He came back and worked.
Then he came downstairs for a cigarette at 2:00 AM.
He stayed inside until my shift ended in the morning.
[Arjun]: One minute. It's the commissioner.
Sir.
Uh... The DCDD?
No, sir.
Okay, sir.
Yes, sir.
[Rita]: Yes. So, what were you saying?
[Ram Ratan]: He took me along for Biryani to Moghul's at 9:00 PM.
He came back and worked. (phone ringing and vibrating)
Then he came downstairs for a cigarette at 2:00 AM.
He stayed inside until my shift ended in the morning.
[Rita]: Are you on the night shift or the day shift?
[Ram Ratan]: The shifts rotate every week.
(Ram Ratan laughs) (phone ringing and vibrating)
[Arjun]: Sorry.
Dad, I'm at work.
Hello?
Hello? Dad?
[Rita]: What happened?
[Arjun]: My father keeps calling. He's home alone... [Rita]: You go.
[Rita]: You go. I'll manage.
Take Ram Bahadur with you.
Yes.
[Arjun]: That's it. Pull over.
(sound of closing jeep door and Arjun's footsteps)
[Arjun]: Dad?
Dad?
(music playing from toys)
[Arjun]: Dad.
Did you call me?
Yes, I couldn't find the batteries.
(music playing from toys)
[Arjun]: Have you had your lunch?
(indistinct chatter)
[Rahman]: Check this out.
[Rahman]: Ma'am, the phone was off the grid at the time of the murder.
The phone was switched off at the institute on Wednesday morning.
It was switched on again at the same location twenty-five hours later.
Check this.
[Rita]: Anything, Arjun? [Arjun]: Nothing.
[Arjun]: He isn't on FB, Snapchat, or Insta. He isn't on anything.
[Rita]: No Insta?
But nowadays, all youngsters are on it.
[Arjun]: Not really. I'm not.
[Rita]: I said, 'Youngsters.' (Mrinal giggles)
[Constable]: Ma'am.
This has arrived from the commissioner's office.
[Mrinal]: He's tagged in an academic paper publication from 2018.
Looks like Saikat Bhattacharya
was at the University of Pennsylvania.
[Arjun]: Check the university records.
[Rahman]: We'll need to get official permission from the university.
It'll take us at least two weeks, ma'am.
[Mrinal]: It's RS-enabled. So, it's not possible to breach...
[Rita]: Leave it. I'll handle it.
[Arjun]: Who? John John?
[Rita]: No.
But yeah. Kind of.
[Girl]: I'm putting two more, okay?
[Rita]: Hi, Lisa. [Lisa]: Aunt Rita!
[Rita]: You dyed your hair again? [Lisa]: Yeah, I did.
[Lisa]: You want one?
Go, get going. What's up?
[Rita]: I need your help, genius.
[Lisa]: Oh! So, you need my help?
[Rita]: Okay, okay. I'll buy you a drink.
[Arjun]: Drink?
[Rita]: She's my niece. [Lisa]: So, what's it about?
[Arjun]: We need to access Pennsylvania University records.
[Arjun]: Can we? [Lisa]: Sure.
[Lisa]: It depends on the algorithm you use.
Let me just go and grab my laptop. [Rita]: Come.
(indistinct chatter)
[Lisa]: Zilch.
No Saikat Bhattacharya in any of the valedictory records.
So, even if he went there,
I think he didn't complete the course.
[Rita]: There was a publication in his name,
but the university cancelled it.
[Lisa]: Publication... Okay.
Um...
Oh!
(keyboard tapping)
[Lisa]: Plagiarised.
From this woman named Alisha Smith.
Actually, hang on.
I can check one more thing.
(Lisa inserts card in laptop)
[Arjun]: Will it take time? (Lisa scoffs)
[Lisa]: This app is illegal.
Thanks to Finnish engineers.
Without them, this wouldn't have been possible.
Hmm.
(Lisa humming)
(indistinct chatter)
[Lisa]: I am in.
So, this Canadian girl, Alisha Smith,
was Saikat's research partner.
And Saikat copied her research.
That's why he was suspended. The guy is a crook, man.
Wait.
[Arjun]: Is there more?
[Lisa]: We should check the police records, too, right?
Basic procedure.
Yes. Right here.
Saikat was arrested by the university police.
His visa was also revoked because he attacked Alisha Smith
in the Southwestern Women's Dormitory.
She was hospitalised with fractures and severe blood loss.
Here. See.
Olipop?
[Rita]: Next week.
[Arjun]: Thanks, Lisa.
[Anirban]: According to the records, the truth is
that two years ago, Rita Brown chose to leave the Homicide Squad herself.
And I quote, sir. 'She was found to be emotionally unstable.'
Now, the question is, why was such an officer
assigned to such a high-profile case?
[Debabrata]: Uh... [Anirban]: Tell us.
[Debabrata]: Anirban, this is deeply concerning.
How can an officer, who isn't stable herself, solve a case?
We probably can't even begin to imagine
what the Jaiswal family must be going through.
[Anirban]: You're absolutely right.
We wish the Jaiswal family strength.
(footsteps)
[Rita]: That's Sanjay's wife, right?
He was told to inform us as soon as she returned.
[Arjun]: I'll handle it.
[Sandip]: Hello. I'm Dr Sandip Chakraborty.
(Sandip inhales)
[Sandip]: Ahana's psychiatrist.
[Rita]: No one in Ahana's family mentioned you.
[Sandip]: They didn't know Ahana was my patient.
She wanted to keep it confidential.
I told her
to share it with her family, but she didn't.
(Sandip inhales)
[Sandip]: A mistake was made.
An error in judgement.
(Sandip inhales)
[Sandip]: For the past few months,
Ahana was terrified that someone would harm her.
[Arjun]: Who?
[Sandip]: She wouldn't say,
and I dismissed it as paranoia.
[Arjun]: So? It wasn't just paranoia?
[Sandip]: No, it was.
Depression and paranoia often co-exist and lead to anxiety.
That's why I didn't take her fear seriously.
[Arjun]: Any idea about who it could be?
[Rita]: Was it someone close to her?
[Sandip]: Could be. It could be, ma'am.
Consistent anxiety often suggests
the threat was someone Ahana saw every day.
Uh... Excuse me. I must go and pay my respects.
(Arjun scoffs)
[Arjun]: What kind of people are these?
Talking business at a time like this? [Maya]: Ma'am.
[Maya]: Don't let them get away with it.
Whoever did this to Chhoti...
(woman sobbing)
[Arjun]: Who are you?
(woman sobbing)
[Maya]: I'm Maya.
I'd looked after Ahana since she was a child.
[Arjun]: The security guard mentioned her.
[Maya]: I only quit this job two months ago.
[Arjun]: Why did you quit?
[Maya]: I had to have surgery.
Mr Jaiswal said I didn't need to work anymore.
(Maya sniffles)
[Maya]: If I were here, maybe Chhoti would still be...
(Maya crying)
[Rita]: Was Ahana afraid of anyone in the family?
[Maya]: She wasn't afraid to stand up even to Mr and Mrs Jaiswal.
But she adored Sanjay.
The two siblings were really close.
[Arjun]: And Saikat? (Maya sniffles)
(Maya exhales)
[Rita]: Look, Maya, if you tell us the truth,
we'll be able to catch the murderer much faster.
(Maya inhales)
[Maya]: One day...
(Maya breathes heavily)
(Shefali gasps) [Saikat]: 'No.'
(kissing sound)
(Shefali moans)
(kissing sound)
[Saikat]: 'Don't mind that.' [Shefali]: 'Please go.'
(Saikat clears throat and inhales)
[Saikat]: 'What's up?'
[Ahana]: 'Hi!'
[Saikat]: 'Cheers.' [Ahana]: 'Cheers.'
[Maya]: I didn't say anything to Chhoti.
[Rita]: Why didn't you tell her?
[Maya]: She only had two friends.
Had I spoken up, she would've lost them, too.
She was really lonely.
[Woman]: And now, Ahana's father...
[Rita]: If need be, we'll come back and speak with you again.
(Maya sobs)
(Dheeraj exhales)
[Dheeraj]: I used to read this poem by Gurudev
to Ahana when she was little.
'Oh, hark, the rumbling train of ages.'
'It leaves in its trail a pulse in eternity.'
'In the depths of time,'
'the death cry of a thousand suns.'
'Friend, that rumbling train beacons me to a sea,'
'as I board, knowing not where I will reach.'
'Yet knowing well,'
'you won't be there to greet.'
'Having crossed a graveyard of epochs,'
'perhaps towards a new dawn,'
'I will reach, alien and new.'
'There is no turning back now.'
'Maybe in some remote field, you'll see me,'
'my old self lie.'
'I bid thee,'
'my friend, goodbye.'
'Grieve not for me,'
'for I have a voyage and the infinite to cross.'
'My urn is brimming'
'with the mantle of filling emptiness.'
'Yet, if in tender solitude,'
'a heart banks for me.'
'It'll be a garland to all my trials.'
'From a waxing moon,'
'she who steals a moonbeam to lume.'
'The nights when the moon wanes,'
'you peek into my soul with your lens.'
'And you see my ills and honours'
'as innocent of the humane art.'
'I sacrifice as a heifer at your sacred altar'
'the moments of pain and ecstasy'
'I stole from the coffers of time.'
'My drinking from my heart,'
'you complete me.'
'By receiving,'
'you left insolvent'
'a debt so big, aeons may never defy.'
(knock on door)
'I bid thee, my friend,'
'goodbye.'
(Nonnie inhales)
(indistinct chatter on TV)
[Rita]: Hi, mom.
[Janice]: Food?
Food?
[Rita]: I wonder how you just keep repeating the same thing every day.
(glass clinks) [Janice]: Practice.
[Rita]: What did you say?
[Janice]: Food. [Rita]: No, after that.
[Janice]: Practice?
[Ram Ratan]: 'He took me along for Biryani to Moghul's at 9:00 PM.'
'He came back and worked.'
'Then he came downstairs for a cigarette at 2:00 AM.'
'He stayed inside until my shift ended in the morning.'
'He took me along for Biryani to Moghul's at 9:00 PM.'
'He came back and worked.'
'Then he came downstairs for a cigarette at 2:00 AM.'
'He came back and worked. He stayed inside...'
[Rita]: Janice Brown, you're a genius! Love you!
[Janice]: What? Uh... Rita? Oh God...
What about your food?
(Arjun's phone ringing)
[Arjun]: Hello. [Rita]: Arjun, that guard played us.
[Rita]: Everything was right in front of us, and we missed it.
We just didn't see it.
He'd practised.
[Arjun]: Who... Who?
[Rita]: Ram Ratan's statement was word-for-word the same,
like he'd practised it.
[Arjun]: Where are you? [Rita]: Moghul's Biryani. Hold on.
[Restaurant owner]: Yes, ma'am? (indistinct chatter)
[Rita]: Have you seen him?
[Restaurant owner]: Thousands of people come here.
Will I remember everyone?
[Rita]: Kolkata Police.
[Rita]: Did this man come here with a security guard on Wednesday night?
[Restaurant owner]: Security guard? [Rita]: In a blue uniform.
[Restaurant owner]: Yes, maybe... One minute, ma'am.
The shop was closed on Wednesday. It was my niece's wedding.
But this man was here maybe two or three days ago.
On Monday.
[Rita]: Did you hear that?
[Arjun]: Yes, I did. That means...
[Rita]: Saikat is lying.
(indistinct chatter)
(indistinct chatter continues)
(girl knocks on door)
[Song]: "Street after street, in a web of poison,"
"the city is drowning in a web of illusion."
"Damn it! Everyone, run!"
"Run for your lives!"