(police siren blaring)
-(Aditya) Sir, it's a vast treasure. -(Patil) Hmm.
There isn't just one single key. It's a big key.
-And the key has many parts. -So?
So... He doesn't understand what I am saying.
I...
Sir, it's a fascinating story.
But since last night, they have been repeating it.
-It's not a story, sir. -What is it then?
-We are speaking the truth. -What's the truth?
-That's what we have been telling you. -Say it then.
(suspenseful music)
Look.
Don't narrate some movie's story and misguide us.
Speak the whole truth.
Sir, I have already told you that.
You won't believe it. But that's the truth.
Okay. What did you say the other day?
Prima facie evidence.
Motive.
Post-mortem.
You dismissed the CCTV footage.
And today, you want us to believe you.
Without any evidence.
How so?
-Hold on. -What?
There is evidence.
Huh?
-Adi. -Just give me a second.
Sir, another story.
Show me. What is it?
(intriguing music)
I don't know about the movie.
But I have a trailer.
Pratap Chandrarao and Dr. Ravi.
Where are they?
No idea, sir.
You were fighting for him at the police station.
And you don't know where he is.
Sir, all I know is that Ravi is very close to his destination.
And he is finding the answers of his questions.
(eagle screaming)
I have been to Raigad Fort
more than a hundred times.
Right from top to bottom,
each corner, each stone knows me.
In the quest for the throne, Zulfiqar Khan, the British,
and wonder how many historians like me
adopted different methods.
But all of us failed.
Do you know why?
Because none of us could imagine
where the farsighted Shiledars
must have hidden the throne.
(dynamic music builds)
Ravi.
(Pratap panting)
Nandadeep's Rajwada,
Rajsadar...
and Rajsthambh.
A secret underground tunnel in the centre
will lead you to the King's throne.
(mysterious music)
Sir!
Rajsthambh means the Vijay Sthambh.
In the same direction,
on the other side...
there is Rajsadar.
The Maharaj's court.
Rajwada...
lies in between them.
The Maharaj's palace.
There is a secret tunnel in the centre.
It means we have to find a place that connects all three.
A secret place. Something like a tunnel, I think.
Ravi.
There are many places in Raigad
that are buried underground like a tunnel.
Most of them no longer exist, but two of them do.
One of them is the granary.
And the other place connects Rajwada,
Rajsadar and Rajsthambh.
Khalwat Khana.
(dynamic music rises)
KHALWAT KHANA
(music fades out)
Sir, don't you think this chamber's design is strange?
I mean there is only one entrance.
And it's so small.
If you keep a boulder at the entrance,
nobody will even know there is a chamber here.
In olden times, this chamber was below a two-storied structure.
It was impossible to spot it from outside.
Even if somebody came inside, he would never find it.
That's why it was called Khalwat Khana or Maslat Khana.
This is where the King's spies passed on information to him.
Sir, I doubt this room was built for secret discussions.
Why do you say that?
Look, sir.
There is sufficient light outside. But this room is so dark.
(laughs)
Just imagine...
how the chamber must have been below a two-storied structure, sir.
It must have been dark even during the day.
-No question of any meetings. -Ravi.
People used to light lamps and torches here.
Exactly, sir.
But look, there is no place to put torches on the walls.
And...
Hold on, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(lighter clicks)
Sir, let's assume that torches were used here.
But just imagine.
There is only one source of ventilation in the chamber.
And that's the doorway.
It's obvious. During the meetings, the door must be closed.
It means the torches must be consuming
the remaining oxygen in the chamber.
Having a discussion in this room
is equivalent to death by suffocation, sir.
What do you think? What was the chamber used for?
Sir, what we are thinking is very obvious.
And we can't think obvious.
We will have to think like a Shiledar, sir.
Because Shiledars' thought process
was way beyond common people's thought process.
Perhaps the Shiledars built this chamber
to misguide their enemies.
So that even if the enemy reaches here,
he will leave after seeing the closed chamber.
He won't even imagine that there could be a tunnel
connecting the chamber.
Sir, my gut feeling says that
this chamber leads to the throne.
Ravi.
For so many years, no historian could comprehend it.
I was...
I was also searching for this place.
But I couldn't decipher the meaning.
-The throne's clue is here. -Yes, sir.
(fire crackling)
(scraping)
Sir, you must know about the royal seal.
-Yes. -What's written on it?
(in Sanskrit) "The glory of this seal of Shahji's son Shivaji
"will grow like the crescent moon
"and will always seek the welfare of the people. "
Pratipashchandra.
Pratipashchandra means the crescent. Right?
Yes.
Sir!
The crescent.
Pratipashchandra.
The first word of the royal seal.
Yes, sir.
(door lock clicks, opens)
The symbol of Swarajya.
Now this symbol will show us the way, sir.
Yes.
Hold this.
-Carefully. -Yes.
(Ravi grunts)
(bats screeching)
Carefully.
(grunts)
(thrilling music)
Hey.
(door closes, thuds)
(Pratap gasps)
Ravi, which way shall we go?
I don't know, sir.
But I am sure that one tunnel leads to the throne.
And the other might lead us to Tak Mak Tok.
From where culprits were pushed to die in the ravine.
We will have to go by our instincts.
Sir, look here.
(intriguing music)
Goddess Vishwavandita.
(in Sanskrit) Pratipashchandra Lekhev Vardhishnu Vishwavandita.
Sir.
Goddess will show us the right way.
Thanks a lot.
Ravi.
-This way. -Yes, sir.
(Pratap gasping)
Our ancestors were geniuses, sir.
There were no advanced machineries at that time.
They built such a deep tunnel.
It's unbelievable.
Seriously, Ravi.
Our technique was unbelievable.
Almost every fort has such underground tunnels.
(suspenseful music)
Sir.
-Ravi! -Sir.
The words that are written on the royal seal.
(in Sanskrit) Sahasuno Shivsyaisha.
Shahji's son Shivaji Maharaj.
Sir.
-It shows that we should go this way. -Yes.
(music rises)
-Sir! -Yes?
-There? -Yes.
Sir, the doorway to our destination.
(in Sanskrit) Mudra Bhadraya Rajte.
(grunts)
(loud thud)
(dynamic music rises)
The throne.
My throne.
(thrilling music builds)
The royal seal.
The royal seal, sir.
Even after such a long quest,
we don't have all three parts of the key, sir.
I had promised you that I will take you to the throne.
We have come till here. But...
(gunshot goes off)
(Ravi screams)
(dramatic music)
Perhaps there were never three parts of the key.
It was just a rumour spread by the Shiledars
to misguide people like us who are searching for the throne.
(gasps)
I got your father...
and Justice Dixit killed.
And that moron Ramachandran.
He was a small-time minister.
I made him the governor. He was my pawn.
He thought he was the heir of Vijayanagara Empire.
It's good for me.
Because I was searching for the throne...
in the guise of the treasure.
(gasps)
But, Ravi...
you were different.
Absolutely different.
After meeting you, I understood that,
although I spent my entire life on my quest for the throne,
only a Shiledar can take me there.
That's why to win your trust I called the police.
And I saved you from the police.
(chuckles)
Why did you do all that?
Why?
Because the world
knows me as Shiv Charitrakar.
I...
Pratap Chandrarao,
am the true heir of Rairi.
Do you know what Rairi is?
It's what you people call Raigad.
It was ours.
My ancestors used to rule this place before Shivaji seized it.
Your Shivaji killed my ancestors brutally.
We didn't forget it.
My ancestors wanted to fight openly.
But it was not possible.
So a secret war was declared.
Generations passed, but the secret war is still going on.
The only difference is that my ancestors used to fight secretly.
But I cannot fight secretly.
Because I have realised that Shivaji is not just a name.
It's a philosophy.
This is the symbol
of that philosophy and history.
Don't turn, or else I'll shoot you!
I will destroy the throne.
And I, Pratap Chandrarao,
will destroy Shivaji's philosophy too.
(dial wheels clank)
(dial whirring)
(stones rumbling)
(Pratap gasping)
Hey!
(water gushing)
(ominous music)
That door won't open, Pratap Rao.
(Pratap grunts)
Because there are three parts of the key.
(suspenseful music)
Right from the beginning
I was suspicious of certain things that you said.
When I came to your house,
you called me a Shiledar.
Only a true Shiledar can lead me to Maharaj's throne.
How?
We have never met before.
I didn't tell you anything about myself.
How did you know I am a Shiledar?
Pratap Rao.
You played with me to get the throne.
And I played with you to find out your truth.
That's why I told you everything.
But I didn't tell you
that I have the third part of the key.
-Huh? -It's here.
Give me.
Give me the key!
Do you want the key?
Give it to me. Or else I will shoot.
-(water splashing) -Hey!
-(grunts) -(screams)
(grunts)
(screams)
(sword clanks)
(grunts)
(yelling)
(grunts)
(water sloshes)
Ravi!
(water sloshes)
(screams)
(water gurgling)
(gasps)
Your Shivaji's throne is now mine.
It belongs to Pratap Chandrarao.
It's mine.
(water gurgling)
(young Ravi) Father, young Shivaji was petrified.
How did his mother console him?
(Shrikant) You need courage to conquer fear.
The realisation of your duty gives you courage.
(pounding on glass)
(water gurgling)
(water splashing)
(dramatic music)
(screams)
Call him Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj.
Fools like you don't deserve to take his name.
As long as the Shiledars are alive,
people like you cannot reach the throne.
Never!
(dramatic music continues)
(screams)
(grunts)
(water splashing)
(gasping)
(grunts heavily)
(water gurgling)
-(dial clicking) -(dynamic music builds up)
(dial lock whirring)
(stones rumbling)
(screams)
-(music fades out) -(door lock clicks, opens)
(dramatic music)
(Ravi) Father, I have understood my duty.
It's to protect Shivaji Maharaj's heritage.
I promise you I will fulfil the duty of a true Shiledar.
I will always safeguard the honour of Shivaji Maharaj's throne.
As long as I am alive, I won't let Shivaji Maharaj's history
or Shiledars' prestige gets tarnished.
From today, I have only one goal in my life.
To fulfil my duty.
I, Ravi Shrikant Naik...
am a Shiledar.
I salute the golden throne
on which my Maharaj used to sit.
(dramatic music rises)
(dynamic music)
(man praising Shivaji Maharaj)
-Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj! -(crowd) Long live!
-Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj! -Long live!
(dynamic music rises)