(mysterious music)
What happened next, Father?
Young Shivaji was petrified.
How did his mother console him?
That you need courage to conquer fear.
(Shrikant) Then, young Shivaji asked her.
How can one be courageous?
Jijamata told him
that the realisation of your duty gives you courage.
"Juty"? What does it mean?
Not "juty. "
"Duty. "
Duty is the sole purpose of your life,
for which you put everything at stake.
Father, what is my duty?
(truck horn blares)
(music rises)
-(crashes) -(brakes screech)
-(gasps) -Shrikant!
Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid.
(music turns thrilling)
(car tyres screeching)
Father.
(crashes and glass shatters)
(Shrikant) Hey!
(crashing)
(all scream)
-(splashes) -(all noise muffles)
(soft solemn music)
(pounding on glass)
(soft solemn music continues)
(Ravi) Adi, come on, push!
Adi, you are almost there!
-Come on! -(metal twangs)
(screams)
-Adi! Adi! -Bro!
Bro, I fell! Bro, I fell!
-I am going to die. -Adi, it's okay. Relax.
Bro, I am going to fall. Please!
Adi, relax. Nothing will happen to you. It's okay.
How do I relax, bro? I am going to die!
Adi, you won't die. Relax. Calm down.
-Please save me, bro. Please. -Calm down.
Calm down.
(thrilling music fades in)
Just imagine.
You have got a safety line. And still, you are so terrified.
Imagine how Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj and his brave soldiers
must have climbed Raigad Fort 350 years ago.
I don't want to imagine.
I am going to die, and you are teaching me history.
-Please save me. -Come on, man.
Isn't this so thrilling?
Your thrill is making me feel dizzy!
(Aditya) Whoa!
-Adi! -(screams)
Adi, stop moving.
Bro, I am not moving.
The wind is making me move.
Bro... Bro, please. I will die! Please save me!
-Bro. -Listen. Adi, stop looking down.
-It's so deep, bro. -Don't look down.
-Okay. Okay. -Look up.
-Look at me! -Okay.
-And just count till ten. -Okay.
I love you. I love you, bro.
(breathes out)
-(Aditya whimpers) One. -(fast-paced music)
Two.
Three.
(grunts)
Four! Four! Bro! Bro!
Adi, hold on. Just hold on.
Please. Please. Hurry up. Hurry up.
Five!
Six.
(grunts)
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Whoa, bro! Bro, please save me!
(clangs)
(hammers)
(dramatic music)
(breathes heavily)
Thank you. I love you, bro.
(laughs)
(Ravi) Look!
We have reached, haven't we?
(sighs)
You almost killed me today.
This madness of yours...
I swear.
Only I can tolerate your madness.
Move.
(laughs)
You are my brother.
If you don't tolerate it, who else will?
I swear. This brotherhood is going to kill me someday.
(phone rings)
Yeah. Hi.
Yeah. I will be there.
"I will be there. "
Where? Who was it?
Priyal Deshpande.
Again?
Very nice.
What's nice about that?
I am just saying it's nice.
If a woman is personally following up again and again,
there must be something.
-Hmm? -Yeah. I think so.
-Nonsense. -(laughing)
(Aditya) Okay. Tell me something.
Why did only you get a personal invite?
I will also come.
Let me also see
who this Priyal Deshpande is.
(Ravi) As if you won't come if I refuse.
(both laugh)
(Ravi) I am at Raigad Fort.
And you are watching me on
The Past with the Curious.
Raigad.
Those who don't know about it, let me tell you
this is the historic place
where Hindavi Samrajya was born.
And this is the fort where 350 years ago
Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj's coronation ceremony
took place in 1674.
Do you know? The throne that he ascended
was priceless.
It was encrusted with 32 mann of gold, diamonds and gems.
Well, there are multiple rumours about the throne.
Some say the Mughals melted it and looted the gold.
Some say that the emperor's brave soldiers hid it somewhere.
Who knows what the truth is?
All I want to say is
perhaps this mystery will remain a mystery.
(temple bell ringing)
(intriguing music)
Hello, sir.
Why did you take the risk of meeting here, sir?
It was important.
I don't have much time.
Only six months.
What do you mean?
High-grade neuroendocrine cancer.
Stage four.
But how?
All that later, Prashik.
Now, listen to me carefully.
Hmm.
So far I have handled somebody else's responsibility.
But now it's time
for the Shiledars' true heir
to handle it.
But, sir, is he ready?
We don't have time, Prashik.
We will have to tell him everything.
Just be ready.
You have to handle everything from now on.
Before you leave,
see the sun's reflection in the water
and offer your prayers.
(dramatic music)
(police sirens blaring)
(phone rings)
Yes. Tell me, Prabhu.
I have got some information.
The judge seems to have some medical issue.
I know. He has high-grade neuroendocrine cancer.
What do you mean?
I mean the Shiledar has only six months and so do we.
So, what do we have to do?
Stay alert. He is very good at bluffing.
Prabhu, for the first time in so many years, this Shiledar is weak.
He doesn't have time.
He will definitely make a move.
Keep an eye on him. Any small movement,
report to me. -(in Kannada) Okay.
(temple bell ringing)
(suspenseful music)
(audience applauding)
Ladies and gentlemen.
Is she Priyal?
(Priyal) While
-we have come here... -Should be. According to the DP.
The justice that Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj's throne delivered
during those days should be relevant
for the future generations.
That's the revolutionary notion that Dixit sir has brought for us today.
-(Priyal continues her speech) -Why do girls like serious settings?
Not serious. Intelligent.
You are both. Why didn't you find anyone?
(snickers)
That's because
you don't let me be serious.
And I have to waste my intelligence on you.
Aw.
(Priyal) Not only me but all of us are privileged to have
our guiding light Dixit sir with us here today.
(cameras clicking)
Sir, I request you to share your experience
of writing this book with us.
Please put your hands together for Justice Dixit.
(audience applauding)
(grunts)
Sir. Sir!
-Sir, what has happened? -(thuds)
Sir. Sir, are you okay?
Somebody help. Someone please call a doctor.
-Somebody please help. -I am a doctor. I am a doctor.
It's okay.
It's okay, sir.
Sir, just relax. Relax. It's nothing.
(regular heartbeats)
Duty is the sole purpose of your life.
To gain valour,
you have to first know your duty.
My medicine pouch.
-(Dixit) Sorbitrate. Sorbitrate. -(Priyal) Yes. I will bring it.
-Adi. -Yes.
(sighs)
Here you go, sir.
Will sir be fine?
The medicine should start working in some time.
(Ravi) He needs rest.
Don't worry. He will be fine.
Thank you.
Sorry. We will have to reschedule the interviews.
Thank you very much.
Doctor.
Hope to meet you soon.
Sure, sir.
Let's go.
Thank you.
Bro, what happened to sir?
How is it possible, Adi?
What?
What is possible?
What happened to you?
He has...
What does he have?
-Hello. -Dr. Ravi.
Sir is feeling much better now.
And as a token of appreciation,
he has sent a signed copy of his book for you.
-Please thank him from my side. -I will.
Thank you for all your help.
Hmm, amazing, Doctor.
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW YOUR DUTY? COME ALONE.
Seems like intelligence and seriousness worked today.
You saved the day, Doctor.
(intense music)
(Sanskrit chants)
(ominous music)
(opening the lock)
(priest) Master.
-Sire. -Yes.
(in Kannada) The emblem.
(clanks gently)
Sire.
Are you ready for the veneration?
Your ancestors will definitely come this time.
They will have to come.
If they don't come, how will you leave from here?
(laughs)
Enough of trial and error, sire.
I want results. Results.
Summon my ancestors
and ask them.
Where have they hidden the treasure?
-That-- -Hey!
I am the heir of Vijayanagara Empire.
It's my birthright. Birthright!
Why should the future generations
be punished for one man's mistake?
If you have made a mistake,
your future generations shouldn't suffer the punishment.
Sire.
Don't worry.
Concentrate.
Concentrate on the veneration.
Until my ancestors reveal where the treasure is hidden,
all of you will consume your meals here.
If anything is missing in my hospitality...
(continues in Kannada) let me know.
(suspenseful music)
(irritated) Do the incantations!
(Sanskrit chants resume)
-(bell ringing) -(priest chants)
(intense music)
Hey, Shanta!
Somebody has come.
(suspenseful music)
Give me the phone. Give me the phone.
(phone rings)
(Prabhu) Yes. Tell me, Shanta.
Boss, the doctor has come to the court.
The same guy who did the oldie's check-up at the book launch.
He must not have come for his check-up so late at night.
Something is fishy.
Keep an eye on the judge.
I am coming.
(thrilling music rises, fades off)
(knocks)
(Dixit) Yes.
Can I come in, sir?
Yes. Come in, Ravi.
Please close the door.
Yes.
I wasn't sure you would come.
In fact, you knew I would come, sir.
The message in the book.
The false attack.
Your pulse was normal, sir.
Why?
I will tell you.
Please sit.
(wood scrapes)
(soft intriguing music)
You were six years old
when you were adopted.
Since then your grandfather
has been sending me your updates.
All of us were watching you. All of us.
"All of us. "
Who all?
We have a society.
You can say it's a kind of sacred collective.
But not many of us are alive.
You are a part of that secret society.
It's just that nobody told you about it.
Sir, I don't understand what you are saying.
Please let's get to the point.
Who are you, sir? And how do you know so much about me?
And most importantly, how did you get the ring
that you are wearing?
You must have seen it before.
On your father's finger.
Did you... know my father?
Hmm. I knew him.
One minute.
(intriguing music swells)
Your father
was a good friend of mine.
8448.
Does the number sound familiar?
It was our car's licence plate number. During the accident--
It wasn't an accident, Ravi.
It was a well-planned murder.
(music turns dramatic)
(crashes)
The only saving grace was that you survived.
Then we took you to a safe house.
We made a family adopt you.
Away from Kolhapur.
Your adoptive family, the Bhatt family,
didn't know about the society.
That was best for you.
Because your life was in danger too.
From whom?
Those who engineered the accident.
Do you remember?
For years, your grandfather met you secretly in Bangalore.
The respect and love that you have
for Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj and for history,
you have inherited it
from your father and grandfather.
You are also a true Maratha.
That's why, despite being a doctor,
you chose this path.
But why all this, sir?
We were preparing you.
For today.
So that you could handle all this in the future.
Handle what?
What your father
died safeguarding.
You will have to handle his position
and responsibility in the society.
By being the head of the Shiledars.
The Shiledars?
A Shiledar has only one duty.
Protecting the treasure.
What treasure?
Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj's treasure.
(music swells again)
-Are you serious, sir? -(music stops)
I almost believed you, sir.
But treasure?
Sir, you are a reputed judge.
You are a brilliant historian.
And you believe in these theories?
Sir, I have also read about the treasure.
But to believe it is...
Let's assume the treasure exists.
Why didn't anybody discover the treasure in 350 years?
How could they discover it?
A Shiledar like your father was safeguarding it.
Just imagine, Ravi.
If the treasure was our delusion,
why would your father have lost his life?
(pounding on door)
(pounding continues)
(door lock clicks, opens)
Sir.
Sir, there is a short-circuit problem.
We have been told to fix it.
No. Everything is fine.
That's not so, sir.
That's what the old man in the nearby building said.
But when his room caught fire, he didn't survive.
And we got into deep trouble, sir.
-It will take only five minutes, sir. -Five minutes.
But...
Thank you, Doctor.
You came to do my check-up at such short notice.
Thank you very much. I am feeling better now.
-I am feeling better now. -But now--
Yes. Now. It's getting late. I will go home and rest.
Thank you very much. I will send you the report tomorrow.
-Sir, are you fine? -Yes. I am fine.
You may leave. Thank you very much.
I will let you know tomorrow.
-I will be fine. Don't worry. -But, sir--
Okay. I will be fine. Okay.
Doctor.
You forgot your book.
(intriguing music)
(Dixit's voice echoes) We were preparing you.
So that you could handle all this in the future.
By being the head of Shiledars.
A Shiledar has only one duty.
Protecting the treasure.
Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj's treasure.
If the treasure was our delusion,
why would your father have lost his life?
(car engine starts)
(tapping on phone)
(suspenseful music)
Hmm. Tell me.
Sir, the doctor came to meet him today.
Dr. Ravi Bhatt.
Anything suspicious?
No.
But the same doctor was at the book launch.
He did the judge's check-up.
As the judge had fainted.
He is certainly up to something, Prabhu.
The time to operate in secret is over.
Meet the judge. Ask him...
what his plan is.
If he doesn't speak,
give him the motivation to speak.
I am losing patience, Prabhu.
Okay, sir.
(dynamic music)
(cocking guns)
(Shanta) Hey! Hey, stop!
(closes, locks door)
(music rises)
(pounding on glass)
-(gasps) -(pounding on door)
(breathes heavily)
(doorbell ringing)
(knocks become louder, persistent)
(doorbell ringing)
(loud knocking)
(pounding on door)
(door opens)
-(Aditya) Yes, sir? -(inspector) Where is your companion?
Companion? Who, sir?
-Sir. -What happened, Adi?
Whom do you want to meet, sir?
Dr. Ravi Bhatt.
Myself inspector Bishwajit Mitra.
Intelligence Bureau.
All that is fine, sir. But why are all of you barging in?
(Aditya) What happened?
Did you eat Biryani last night?
Yes. We ate Biryani, sir.
Eating Biryani isn't a crime.
Who is he?
My younger brother Aditya.
Will you please tell me what the matter is, sir?
You came to Pune,
and you ate Hyderabadi Biryani.
Sir.
I can sense a criminal's character instantly
through his food preferences.
-Criminal? -Who, sir? What are you saying?
Will you please tell me what the matter is, sir?
Did you eat Biryani before going to the court or afterwards?
Which court, sir? Why are you harping on Biryani?
What has happened?
Later, sir.
And Judge Dixit.
What about Judge Dixit?
Did you kill him by hanging him?
-Or did you hang him after killing him? -What?
Killed him?
Come to the police station with me.
I will give you a taste of Vada Pav.
-Patil. -Yes, sir.
Take him.
(suspenseful music)