-Have you collected everything? -Yes, ma'am.
-I need the report as soon as possible. -Okay, ma'am.
If any of you have seen anyone suspicious around Satya's house
or if you suspect someone or have some evidence,
inform me.
Without public support,
it's very difficult to maintain law and order.
Do you understand?
When did you see Satya last?
As soon as he came home from jail, Satya went into his room.
We also went to sleep.
After that... This happened after that.
Do you suspect anyone?
Anyone could have done this for what our son had done.
I beg of you.
You have done enough.
Please go away.
Where were you last night?
At home.
You didn't go out in between?
Ask me directly.
I didn't kill him.
I am sad I didn't.
Anyway, God is great.
He has ensured justice.
What are you doing here?
If you had done your job properly, he needn't have come here.
I get the intention behind your question, Ms. Sakshi.
If I believed in killing, I wouldn't go around the courts with petitions.
I would carry a knife.
But whoever has done it...
has lots of guts.
We must accept that.
You are supporting murder.
You want to go to jail?
You are used to it.
You arrest whoever raises their voice.
No one can take the law into their hands.
There is a system in place.
No matter how much people support or condone this murder,
I will definitely catch the killer.
Understand?
We will talk again after the arrest.
Jhansi, the divorce party client is killing me with her calls.
She says she will cancel the party if the dress is not ready.
Lots of work is pending because of this pest control.
Tell her it will take some more time.
-Reschedule all the new orders. -Okay.
-Concentrate on this. -Okay.
Get me some coffee.
Hey, it's your release tomorrow. Get ready.
What we have been waiting for, for so long,
by God's grace, it's going to happen now.
No one responsible for Dad's death should be spared.
Don't be hasty, Thayib.
You know how big our target is, don't you?
It needs an equally big plan.
If God wills.
Whichever the sport, fitness and focus are very important.
Competition is very tough.
Hey, someone killed the guy who raped Deepika.
Head to the ground and do your stretches.
-I will be there in half an hour. -Okay, sir.
Such people deserve it.
-Hello, Ms. Jhansi. -Hi, Dhruva.
What happened? What are those bruises?
Er...
Why don't we sit and talk?
Meha just finished her sports class.
-She'll change and return. -Hmm.
You still didn't answer my question.
Is everything okay with you?
Someone like me is always bruised, Ms. Jhansi.
I understand that.
But who is this for?
This is Kriti.
She is beautiful.
Swipe to the left.
I first saw her at the police station.
With Manasa.
The moment I met Kriti,
I saw myself in her.
I wanted to be the voice for the voiceless.
I found that voice in her.
If you don't tell us in detail who is involved,
what can we do?
Tell me, dear.
Businessman Vikram Rao's son Akshay and his friends are harassing her.
Under the pretext of love, he got her personal videos
and now he is blackmailing her to spend time with his friends.
-Vikram Rao's son, dear? -Yes.
If they come to know a case is registered against him,
everyone in this station will surely get transferred to a forest area.
You can go now.
Sir, this is so unfair!
Already girls are too afraid to step out because of such people.
They take girls for granted, sir.
Police are the only support we have.
If you are also scared, what does it show, sir?
This is not correct, sir.
You are afraid of a transfer if you register the case.
But if you don't register in spite of a complaint, you will lose your job.
How did you miss that logic?
I filed a case on the same issue at Begumpet last month.
Did you forget what happened?
Lord Ayyappa, save me!
Where do you people spring from?
This has become a game for you all thanks to RTI and the Internet.
Hey, writer!
Take their complaint and file an FIR.
Okay. Go now.
Something was drawing me towards her.
When she plays the violin,
I feel I can spend my whole life listening to it.
No time is sufficient to describe her in words, Ms. Jhansi.
By the way, what's happened to the case?
The person Kriti had started her fight for, Manasa,
she decided to leave town.
Though she assured her she'll bring the culprits to justice,
Manasa left without any consideration.
She was trying to win the case against all odds, but...
Do you really have to get into cases and issues? Huh?
Why can't you shut up and stay at home?
Gone are the days when girls would cry in a corner afraid of brutes like you.
There's no way I am going to leave you. Move!
The voice that spoke for justice fell silent.
From that day, Kriti confined herself to that room.
Cases and FIRs only indicate that the law exists.
For a man with money and status, they are as good as scrap.
That's why, in spite of filing a case,
Manasa is still being harassed.
Kriti deleted all her social media accounts.
She changed her phone number.
It wasn't on her face that they threw acid.
It was on her personality.
Her face is scarred for life.
So is her soul.
They killed her fighting spirit.
It was then that I initiated the fight. For her.
Mom!
Hi!
Come, come, come.
Okay. I have to leave.
-Ms. Jhansi! -Yeah?
I guess this bracelet is yours?
It's not.
Bye.
-Okay? -Shall we go?
Give me your bag.
After so many days, I'm seeing a smile on your face.
My son is coming back after such a long time.
I want to make all his favourite dishes.
Today, my son...
will eat to his fill.
And my heart will be filled with joy.
Hey, Sheeba! How are you?
-Brother! -I think he has come.
Hey, stop, stop!
Stop, stop! Cool, cool!
Sheeba...
My son!
Brother!
Stay happy, son. Stay happy.
Omar, brother, thank you.
By the grace of God.
Seeing you I feel the strength of a thousand elephants.
Let's go in.
You must have suffered a lot in jail, son.
Our pain is not about the suffering in jail, Mom.
It's about the time we lost.
Every moment we were in jail,
the very thought that Dad's killers are roaming scot-free hurt us more.
Don't waste your tears.
Tears have a lot of strength.
Don't let your tears or the fire in your heart ever die down.
Son!
What are you doing out here?
Your dad was no different.
As soon as he saw me, he would throw away his cigarette.
The only difference is...
his reason was fear,
yours is love.
You are in a new house.
Maybe that's why you can't sleep.
Shall I get you milk with turmeric?
The place has nothing to do with it, Mom.
Wherever I am, only one thing disturbs me.
Vengeance.
You can catch fish using a net.
But to catch a crocodile like Caleb, it takes serious thinking.
We must devise a meticulous, foolproof plan.
Exactly, Mom.
As long as the crocodile is in the water, we can do nothing.
We must bring it to land.
We should somehow make Caleb come to India.
By the way, how is Jhansi?
Are you observing her?
Hmm.
She was fine till the other day.
But...
these days, I can see a change in her and her actions.
There is a difference.
I don't understand what's happening.
As long as she doesn't remember her past, we are safe.
Hey!
We've come to drink because we won the case.
This guy has come to drink for losing it.
How many lives are you going to ruin?
Haven't you learnt your lesson yet, idiot?
You were running your mouth about law and justice.
What happened?
Did she ever come to the court?
Huh?
Our treatment is such.
You deserve it too.
Got you at the right time.
You think you are a hero? Bloody asshole!
Justice has failed today, Ms. Jhansi.
Despite our screams, tears and protests,
the system doesn't recognise the truth.
It only wants evidence.
Those brutes are celebrating their victory today.
Kriti... Manasa...
another girl now.
Is this what I fought for all these days?
I feel so helpless, Ms. Jhansi.
I didn't know what to do and so I called you.
I'm sorry.
It tastes super, Jhansi.
Dad, why don't we have green gram dosa for breakfast, lunch and dinner?
Why cook anything else?
Then everyone will call us green gram family.
Jhansi...
Jhansi!
Huh?
Where did you disappear last night?
You were missing for a long time.
I couldn't sleep, Sankeeth.
I went to the terrace for fresh air.
I was lost in thought.
I didn't even realise when it was morning.
That's all.
What exactly is happening, Jhansi?
I have been noticing you for quite a few days.
You have changed a lot.
I have no idea where you would be.
If there is a problem, why don't you share it with me?
Please don't treat me like an outsider.
Yes, Jhansi.
It's been so long since you told me a story.
You are ignoring me.
Hey, no. Nothing like that.
Work and some upcoming events
are stressing me out.
That's it.
-Listen to her stories. -Okay.
Okay. Bye, sweetheart.
-Bye, Papa. -Bye!
Whom will I spend my time with if not with my precious?
Shall I tell you an action story?
I like fighting.
Oh!
Once upon a time, there was a girl in a village.
She attended her school, helped her mom
and excelled at sports, her studies, everything.
When she was going to school one day,
some bad boys started teasing her.
The poor girl began to cry.
So sad.
Did no one save her?
Why not?
A vigilante saved her.
What is a vigilante?
When bad things happen,
there is always someone fighting for the good.
That is a vigilante.
Wow!
What did she do to the bad boys?
Before they could touch the girl,
she plunged into action.
No problem. I will take care of everything.
Hello, this is a private party.
Get out.
This is a private party. Go away!
Hey!
You think you are a superwoman just because you are wearing a mask?
Remove your mask!
Hey!
How well she fought!
Did she win the prize?
Yes, sweetheart.
She got her prize.
If she were real, how nice it would be.
To play with me.
Even Deepika would be alive.
What phase is our moon in, uncle?
-Is it a full moon or a new moon? -No idea.
So, she is hiding among the clouds.
Hey!
What happened?
The murders of several young men in a private night club near Vikarabad
last night are creating a stir.
Industrialist Vikram Rao's son Akshay and his friends
were killed by anonymous persons.
The police are collecting evidence for these murders.
Evading the police, such rave parties on the outskirts of the city
have become common.
A source tells us alcohol and drugs are liberally used at these parties.
Akshay and his murdered friends also seemed to have consumed drugs.
Did these killings happen as a result of an altercation among themselves?
Or was it organised by someone with a motive?
The police are investigating it from all angles.
As soon as I saw you,
my tension disappeared like a headache with Navratna oil.
Police and media cannot decide my life.
Only Modaar can.
You are really a godsend.
It's true God has sent me.
But he doesn't always send blessings.
He also sends tsunamis.
When he feels his creation is in danger...
What do you mean?
I don't understand.
Brother will explain in a way you understand.
Modaar!
Ripukumar's murder case is transferred to the CBI.
It'll take them only ten minutes to crack the codes on his mobile.
The matter has already reached the media.
Once the CBI starts connecting the dots,
it won't be difficult to trace it to the boss.
Before that happens, he wants the dots to be erased.
You know how much he loves his freedom and power.
Shall I give up everything and run away with my family?
Run.
Run as far as the graveyard.
You are the only link between the boss and Ripukumar.
There is no use in you being alive. It's risky.
So, you have to die.
Let me talk to the boss.
I will convince him.
Do you think he is your wife to get convinced?
He is your boss.
No matter what they do to me, I won't open my mouth about anyone.
Whatever the problem is, let us solve it together.
Caleb is not the kind who would bandage a wounded leg.
He would sever it.
You know that very well.
Don't make my job difficult.
There is enough money in there to help your family,
kids and their kids live comfortably.
So, without involving me, if you can take care of your own death,
it's comfortable for everyone.
-Hey! -Brother!
Come back only after you see the dead body and confirm it.
Okay, brother.
"Ramajayam."
I started with a blank slate, Dhruva.
I am an amnesia patient.
What my name is, what my past is...
I have no idea at all.
Life started showing signs.
In the process of recreating my past life,
I discovered my real name is Mahitha.
I can't believe this!
Each time I thought the world could not stoop any lower,
it proved me wrong.
But what could have happened to Barbie?
I feel if we meet her,
we may find the answers to all the missing links.
I don't know where Barbie is or what happened to her.
But the next lead I have before me is Ramajayam.
If we catch hold of him,
I am sure a new chapter from my past will definitely open.
But that's the challenge.
It's not too difficult to catch Ramajayam.
He is all over the newspapers these days.
CBI is investigating Ripukumar's case.
Sakshi has taken Satya's murder personally.
Being with me is not safe for you.
I am ready to go as far as this fight takes.
Hey, take good care of our children.
Sure, sure.
If I take care of them all the time, who will watch the series?
Arrest me and release my husband.
Hello.
What?
Our only way is closed.
Are you sure about this?
Believe me, Ms. Jhansi.
The CCTV set up in his office was found broken.
I heard the police talking.
There are some bigwigs involved in this.
We may find something only in his office.
-Ms. Jhansi! Are you okay? -I have a problem with darkness.
He is dead.
Ms. Jhansi, follow me.
Damn!
They have burnt everything so that no information is found.
Ms. Jhansi.
Ms. Jhansi!
Ms. Jhansi, we have to leave! Ms. Jhansi!
This... this logo...
What?
I... I have seen this.
I think the same logo was on his pocket.
Now I know our next step, Dhruva.
We have found a way.