When people renounce the world,
they forsake all worldly pleasures
from wealth, ornate possessions,
ideologies to clothes.
But the most difficult thing
to give up is the
bond of blood ties.
There lies a slight difference
between renunciation and exile.
Renunciation
is forever
while exile is sure to end some day.
Ideally, exile ends when the enemy collapses,
but the homecoming this time around
will spell mayhem.
That's for sure.
(Bengali rhyme)
Sir.
We're being tailed.
What say, Abbas?
We're being followed
like under age lovers on the run!
Let's have some fun
with them.
Let's kill him with his pants down.
Are you nuts?
Dharam sir asked us to keep watch.
Hello there!
You...
They are cleaners.
Are you up for a task?
Yes, sir.
Clean it up.
When a lion stops hunting
other animals begin to think
of themselves as the king!
Akbar, you were all praises for them.
They peed their pants!
Saribgunj is like a jungle
with ruthless hunters, clueless prey
and three trapped monkeys.
This is not how their story began.
What are you doing?
Touch my phone again and I'll chop your hands.
Idiot!
You will solve the mystery, won't you?
Let me be honest with you, uncle.
This scooter
is older than dirt
yet you want to ride it!
You're teaching me about scooters!
Don't act too smart.
I began riding
when you were in your diapers.
And I became a mechanic
when your loins dried up!
You talk too much...
I'll set you right.
- Just kidding... - Listen Prasad!
Prasad!
Don't bother seeking pretty, demure girls.
They are overrating.
Overrated.
Whatever!
You need a dependable, low maintenance girl,
who will look hot even after 12 kids!
Look hot after 12 kids!
Who will look after them?
They'll be terribly fond of me.
I'll sing them lullabies.
Stop dreaming.
I'm yet to get a job.
That's as good as done.
Nothing to worry.
Abbas has put in a word.
- Abbas? - Yes.
Get off, idiot.
Why?
I got you a job at uncle Abdul's tailoring shop.
Can't get you involved in shady dealings.
What if uncle gets wind of it?
He panics
over little things.
He freaks out.
Get off.
- Tea? - Sure.
Two cups please.
Say the name of Lord Hari!
Did Mr Ghoshal die?
Paid with his life for taking on Dharam Yadav.
His body was never found.
So, they're cremating his photograph!
Say the name of Lord Hari!
Wait here.
What is it?
Sir is looking for you.
- Me? - Yes.
Let's go then.
Listen, I've to leave urgently.
Finish your tea
and reach uncle Abdul's shop.
- See you. - Hey...
Why are you working with thugs?
Hey...
You have a degree to your credit
so girls will vie to marry you.
What do I have to offer?
Status.
What are you doing?
You're beating your younger brother!
You only scold me, mom!
Quiet, shameless.
You're all grown up
yet you're no good.
My little baby.
- My sweet boy. - Apologise to your brother.
Talk to my hand.
I said I'm sorry.
What more do you want?
Saw that, Prasad?
Don't get riled up, Mr Chaubey.
Go home, I'll mend your scooter
and deal with this mechanic.
Go on.
Come, Manisha. Cover yourself.
I took pity on your ailing father and hired you.
No doubt you're talented but this arrogance
will land you in a soup.
Why lecture me because of him!
This is the last warning.
Deliver the eggs to Mezda.
Uncle, you're as old as his father.
Why do you call him mezda?
He's not just a landlord but a minister too.
Forget his age,
and remember his status.
You'll land me in trouble some day.
That man rides you
while I ride his daughter!
I won't eat.
What's wrong, Goldie?
Is the truth painful?
I mean well
for you, Goldie.
Look at your father.
He slogs day and night
in the scorching furnace.
You should be lending him
a helping hand.
He's my uncle, not my father.
That furnace belonged to my father.
He got both the furnace and you for nothing.
- Put your legs down. - Goldie!
Goldie, stop.
What an amazing video!
Shut up, rascal, or I'll go alone.
Get in.
Uncle Abdul,
you make an inventory of pre orders.
Despite the expenses, wear and tear
of goods
put together,
we can make 30% profit.
You're a magician.
No doubt about it.
Goldie, I saw your video.
You were like a nymph in the bath!
Forget that, uncle.
Tell me about the profit.
25% in one hour.
- That's all? - Sapu,
didn't you tell him about the 40% scheme?
- 40? - 40?
Hold on, uncle.
Let's see what's in it for me.
What do you want?
Listen up,
Regal bar is holding a farewell party for Dolly, the dancer.
I'd like to see her groove
one last time.
You've tailored suits for some officers.
Give us three of those.
Dharam's warehouse caught fire!
Sapan, let's enjoy the fireworks.
Hold on. Have you lost it, moron!
Nothing new about this.
- Let's go to our hang out spot. - Okay.
Hey you!
What was in the house?
At home...
Everything...
My wife knitted a yellow sweater for me...
- Acting smart? - No...
- You had explosives, right? - Explosives?
Bomb. You had bomb at home.
Spare him, sir. You joined today.
Don't go all out...
Any more advice?
Sir.
When did you get here, Prashantji?
I thought you were off duty.
- No... - You were missing from the crime scene.
No, sir...
Now that you're here,
bring this man to the station.
- Sir. - Okay.
Sir.
Sir,
the new SP arrested Mathur.
Mezda will deal with him.
That scumbag SP...
You heard me.
Sorry...
Okay, sir.
I won't do it again.
Listen, mister.
This is not Kolkata,
but Saribgunj.
You have to approach Dharam
not the government
for land deed.
You didn't do that.
- I'm sorry. - You have to pay
for that.
Why are you angry, Goldie?
- My sly uncle... - You mean dad!
- Uncle. - Dad!
That sly uncle
stopped my pocket money.
My father made that furnace.
I am the rightful owner after his demise
and he wants me to work as a clerk in my furnace!
Some day I will...
Record his video too?
Here's an advice, Goldie.
If you want to take over the furnace,
forget about the uncle.
To be the boss, suck up to Pappu.
He will bequeath the furnace.
My life is ruined!
- Calm down. - What calm down?
Your life isn't ruined.
Whenever you feel depressed,
just look at his face.
Those eyes!
He wanted to be a judge...
- Civil servant. - Whatever!
He ended up as a servant in a garment shop!
I took the exams.
You've done that three times.
Hope you clear it before you die!
Sapan...
Don't be mad.
When it comes to exams,
you need to prepare well.
Find a good institute in Kolkata
and prepare well.
Institute in Kolkata?
Who will pay for it?
You? From your pocket money?
Or you? From your salary?
Forget all that.
- I have an idea. - Listen up.
Just put all worries aside.
How?
Let's watch Dolly dance.
I'll slap you.
Sir, you're getting worked up for nothing.
This is Saribgunj.
The police and public here share a relation
like the game of snakes and ladders.
One minute you get ahead,
the next minute you get eaten up.
Such blasts are common occurrences.
Don't bother.
You're new here, get to know the place first.
Saribgunj is famous for
Regal bar.
They're holding a farewell for Miss Dolly.
Miss Dolly!
She's a great dancer.
True artist.
Enjoy her show.
I'll speak to Rafiq.
- He'll look after you well. - Shut up.
She sets people's hearts on fire.
She is the stealer of hearts.
Miss Dolly for the last time.
Dolly!
Let's welcome Sultan,
the star of the night.
Why are you with Sultan?
Dolly will regale you
as soon as Dharam sir gets here.
Dharam and Sultan are at logger heads.
Dharam gathered explosives at Mathur's place.
Who blew it up?
Are you mad?
They're using you.
They won't bat an eyelid if you get caught or killed.
I am alive and free as of now.
Now I am gangster. You're nothing.
You want Sultan to wait?
We'll start.
Let the show begin.
Play the music.
What is this? - What is this?
Hey!
You didn't wait for the kingpin and started the show.
Hello, sir.
Start again.
Oh c'mon!
Too bad.
Once a bullet is shot
you can't undo
the trigger.
You...
Dharam sir...
Name?
Vijay Dinanath Chauhan.
Who is their father?
- What, sir? - Quiet.
Who is their father?
No, sir, nothing like that...
They're ordinary folks...
Listen, I've been a cop for 31 years.
Don't teach me the ropes.
Who is their father?
No, sir... Believe me...
Sir, Mezda.
Mezda.
Yes, sir.
Sitesh Burman, a landlord in Saribgunj.
He is known to the locals as Mezda.
He's a four time standing MLA.
All the illegal operations here
happen under his patronage.
Not just Saribgunj, the entire district knows
Mezda is directly or indirectly involved in all crimes.
Who are you talking about, Saiful?
Hope your parents are doing well.
Looking for a groom for Shabina?
Noorunisa, sir.
Oh yes.
If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask.
Okay?
Hello, sir.
Lovely to meet you.
A celebrated officer like yourself
is fighting against crime
with your juniors. Bravo!
I'm equally glad to see
a celebrated leader like yourself
walked in to this ordinary police station
uninvited.
Only to meet you!
I came to meet you, sir.
Your reputation precedes you.
I am all for cooperating with
law enforcement diligently.
Your officers will vouch for me.
- Right, Prashant? - Sir.
You're right, Mezda sir.
But I fell short today.
I'm the first to welcome new officers
joining Saribgunj
but today I was occupied.
Elections are around the corner.
Oh, before I forget,
where are you...
A small gift for you.
Welcome to Saribgunj.
You can't refuse.
Sir,
I heard you discussing about some men
causing a brawl at Regal.
I want you to take firm action
from the very first day.
Start by slapping them
then give them a stern warning and let them go.
What colour briefs should I wear tomorrow, sir?
- What? - You can't seem to help
giving me instructions.
So enlighten me on this as well.
What are you saying, SP?
I uphold law and order...
You cooperate with the law. You said that already.
You also said my reputation precedes me.
But there's more to what you heard.
You see, Mr Burman,
I am bad at politics and
acting unlike you.
I'm a policeman after all.
You're neither a friend nor relative
so I can't accept these gifts.
As for these people, I'll heed you
and whack them.
But after that, I'll file
charge sheets against them.
If the court acquits them, I'll let them go.
I won't do it at your behest.
You may leave.
Tea.
Take it away.
Why get mad...
Go inside and watch some serial.
Leave!
What's wrong?
What's the matter?
Why did you all fall silent?
You're seething with aggression, right?
Aggression!
Strangle each other!
Go on.
A new SP has taken charge here.
You should've waited for my return
instead of crapping in public!
That two-bit officer...
Mezda, if you allow me,
I'll teach that oaf a befitting lesson.
Did you sell your brains off at Regal bar?
Look at me. I am contesting
assembly elections for the first time.
Apart from Saribgunj, there are
8 other towns
I need votes from.
There should be no skirmish
until the elections are over.
If you fight each other
you'll see the worst of me.
Dharam, get up!
Get up!
Up.
You're a kingpin!
If I win these elections, my wife
will contest as a new candidate for MLA post.
Yes.
Show her some consideration.
Very good.
To rule the jungle,
one has to show restraint to maintain balance.
But the king had no clue
that things were getting out of hand.
Here, hold this.
What?
What are you staring at, douchebag?
It's a gift, keep it.
I...
- Don't like it? - I do.
Your face belies you.
You didn't like it at all.
It's nice, sir.
- Return it. - It's nice.
Idiot.
Listen up, make sure
you clean up really well.
If anyone gets wind
of this bloodshed...
There's a famous crime series on TV.
- Have you seen it? - No.
When the cops arrive,
what will they find?
What?
What will they find?
This dagger.
What's on the dagger?
What?
The killer's finger prints.
So,
you better not goof up.
Mom did warn me.
I knew you'd land in deep trouble.
Did I force you to come here?
You came along willingly.
I was a fool to heed you and come along.
Calm down.
Stay quiet.
Let me think.
We have to take this car and the bodies to the furnace.
City police is on high alert.
They are checking every car.
The car is smeared with blood.
These clothes will get stained.
- Do you have extra clothes? - Of course
I came prepared for a holiday
with a bag full of clothes.
Don't talk too much!
I'm the one who will land in trouble. What are you yelling for?
I've never seen such deaths before!
Like I'm a super cop
who deals with bodies every day!
I'm sure you do when you visit your girlfriend in the morgue.
She works there.
- I see bodies daily! - I'm sure you do.
- Raju! - She works there. I don't flirt...
I know what you do there.
- Listen to me. - What are you trying to say?
Manisha works in a morgue.
I know that already.
Manish works in a morgue
inside a hospital.
I asked you if you're into shady dealings, Raju.
Did you tell me...
Did you tell me you work for Sultan?
You landed in a shit hole, butthead!
Why did you do this?
If I don't do this,
I'll get framed in a murder case.
Where's the body?
What happened?
That rascal is alive!
- He's alive. - Are you nuts?
No, that rascal's body moved.
It happens.
Haven't you studied biology?
Dead body tends to move.
Put the bodies in these blue bags.
Wear rubber gloves
so you don't leave finger prints.
Okay.
And this is rubbing alcohol
to clean blood stains.
Before you begin,
wear this kit so your clothes won't get blood stains.
Once you're done, burn it.
Understood?
Are you a serial killer?
Not yet.
Maybe I'll start with you.
Push harder.
Goldie!
Car.
It's said when god feels generous
fortune smiles.
When he's miffed...