(gun fires)
(tense music)
(sirens blaring)
(train clacking by)
Dheeraj has found the murder weapon.
We don't have any more time left.
Take the offer.
I was the one who shot him.
I should be the one who serves the sentence.
It's not Yash's fault.
How is it not his fault?
He was the one who took you there.
He wanted to get high.
He is the one who started arguing.
Priya, it's completely his fault.
Yash is the one who should serve the sentence, not you.
(Noyonika) Take the deal, Yash.
I know you're innocent.
And trust me...
innocence does not belong in prison.
(ominous music)
I told you. I can't do that.
Dad, I can't do that.
(ominous music continues)
They will find Priya's fingerprints on the gun.
Which will prove that she committed the murder.
You can't save her, Yash.
They won't just find Priya's fingerprints on the gun.
What do you mean?
As soon as she fired, I took the gun from Priya's hands.
I threw it away a short distance ahead.
(Yash breathes in)
My fingerprints will be on the gun, too.
Dheeraj won't spare us now.
Both of you will spend the rest of your lives in jail.
(train clacking by)
Could you excuse us for a minute?
(Malini) Of course.
(eerie minimal music)
Yash, take the damn deal, son.
Wasn't she the one who actually killed him?
But to save me, Dad.
If she hadn't shot him, I wouldn't be here.
I... I can't take this deal. This is...
This is really unfair. I... I love her, Dad.
And I love you, son.
And for a father,
there can be no greater punishment than seeing his child in jail.
(sobs) Please take the deal.
I beg you.
Please...
Dad...
(emotional music)
Okay, Dad.
Thank you, son.
(train clacking by)
So, Yash, tell me.
Decided?
(tense music)
Go ahead.
Come on, Yash.
Just tell the truth.
(music intensifying)
Priya is innocent.
I killed him.
I... I shot Sajid.
-No, Yash! -Yash, what are you doing?
Don't do this, Yash, please!
(Mr. Kriplani) You just said...
Stop! Stop! Wait.
Sir, sir. It's okay. He has to go, sir.
-Malini, do something! -Just let them go.
They can't just take him away like this.
(Malini) Sir, please.
(Mr. Kriplani) He... He agreed.
(emotional music)
(Priya) Yash!
(music stops)
Yash!
Yash...
(emotional music continues)
(Priya sobbing)
Why?
Why? Why?
Why...
Because...
for a father,
there can be no greater punishment than seeing his child in jail.
I am sorry, Dad.
Priya is pregnant.
(music intensifies)
Our unborn child is innocent, right?
And innocence does not belong in prison, ma'am.
(haunting music)
It's okay.
(Yash) It's all right.
It will all be fine.
(haunting music continues)
(theme song)
(phone ringing)
-(Rajiv) Yes, Ilyas? -Hello, Rajiv.
I just received an inquiry from Peter Yadav's podcast.
No way, Ilyas.
I don't want to be on such a terrible podcast
just for the sake of campaigning.
Rajiv, 5 lakh voters have been added in Mumbai
in the 18-25 age group.
We need to find a way to reach them.
And by the way,
Peter Yadav's podcast has been
trending on the number one slot for the last three months.
Have you heard his podcast?
Huh?
"How are your testicles so strong?"
Is that how we'll reach the youth?
Rajiv, we both know that female voters don't like you.
And Noyonika refusing to give a statement
is a statement in and of itself.
Do you know how many media platforms call me,
asking for an interview with her?
Yes, but if you can convince her,
then things might work out.
Not again, Ilyas.
We have already spoken about it.
No, just... listen to me.
Look, just talk to her.
She might be convinced.
She won't listen to me. She sees me as the enemy.
Line up Peter Yadav.
I will do the podcast.
(Vishal) Chitra!
Can you listen to me for one second?
Chitra!
Please help. I am running late.
At least, help me find my socks.
For the hundredth time,
these giant black socks are...
Mine. Thank you very much.
And these pretty white ones are?
Yours!
Now that I have found my socks,
there is no reason to bunk office.
And as you know,
things between me and Malini are not the best.
Then don't go.
Say you have loose motions.
Yeah.
We can order in our favourite and chill.
I wish.
I need to talk to you too.
About?
It's a big topic.
Tell me in short.
What is it?
Are you tired of me?
Hmm?
Or do you want to leave me too?
(soft romantic music)
Not really.
I got promoted.
That's amazing.
Congratulations.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
We should celebrate. Let's go out for dinner.
Hear me out first.
Yes, tell me.
The posting is in Singapore.
In Singapore?
No, but I am sure it's a great opportunity.
So, I was right.
You are leaving me.
(sad music)
I have two weeks to decide.
You mean,
I will have to practise looking for my own socks?
(sad music continues)
(music stops)
Isn't Dr. Manu Sharma's cross-examination today?
Yeah. Sana found killer information after your suggestion.
We're here.
Bye.
(music speeds up)
Hello, child.
Ready to lose?
(laughs)
So, Dr. Manu Sharma,
in your expert opinion,
if Varun Joshi had reached the hospital two hours earlier,
then he would still be alive.
Absolutely right.
And how much do you charge for your expert opinion?
I provide my expertise for free, ma'am.
(typewriter clacking)
You could think of it as social service.
But keep in mind that my opinion
is always based on medical facts and remains unbiased.
"Unbiased"?
And how many cases have you given your "unbiased" opinion on?
I don't remember the exact number, but...
probably, three or four other cases.
I will tell you.
2023 for Ethany Builders, 2021 for K2N Constructions,
2019 for Gold Slate Builders, and so on and so forth.
In the last 10 years,
you have been a part of eight such cases.
And in all of those cases,
your "unbiased" opinion has been in favour of the builder.
Correct?
Objection!
My learned counsel is wasting the court's time.
It's a coincidence. Simple.
Coincidence?
Yes.
Then tell me, Dr. Manu.
How many flats do you own?
-Hmm? -I will repeat the question.
How many flats do you own?
(umbrella clatters)
Oh! Sorry, Your Honour.
(laughs) My umbrella has its own mind.
It just fell.
Sorry. Sorry...
You were telling us, Dr. Sharma.
How many flats you own?
Um... I have one in Andheri.
And?
And...
Malad. I have one in Malad. And...
Let me help you with the details.
You have two flats in Ethany Builders, Bandra.
You have one flat in K2N Constructions, Goregaon.
You have two flats in Gold Slate Builders, Borivali.
And...
adding Mumbai, Pune, Nagpur and Lonavala
to that list makes it six more flats.
(music intensifies)
And all of those houses just happen to be
in projects by the same builders
you gave your "unbiased" expert opinion for.
(tense music)
That's all, Your Ladyship.
Dheeraj!
Yes, just wait for me.
Excuse me, child.
Tell me.
Look, child,
this case has me beat.
First of all, I am old.
Then I had to watch you
tear through my expert like Lady Rambo.
It's a lot of trouble.
Your sports car is waiting for you.
Please stop wasting time. Come to the point?
It is time for us to reach a settlement.
So quickly?
Even your client has very little time left.
Did you think I wouldn't find out if you didn't tell me?
That Mrs. Joshi has cancer.
(tense music builds)
Five.
Take Rs. 5 crore, and say goodbye to this case.
Rs. 5 crore?
You must be joking.
No, no, no joking.
Cases like these typically take 5-10 years.
Mrs. Joshi will be dead before she receives even a single penny.
I will be dead.
What is the point?
To close this case,
we'll have to compromise, like we are in an arranged marriage.
Think about it.
The mood set in Before I even made an entrance
And the damn goat ate the flower Before it got the chance to shine
Did the goat eat your sense of humour along with the flower?
(chuckles) It was a forward
on the Public Prosecutors' WhatsApp group, Sana madam.
Exit the group.
Hey, listen.
I need your help.
Really?
Sunil Rathore.
AKA Sunny.
He came here from Delhi after the merger.
He is an investigator.
But I want a background check on him.
Especially from the Delhi High Court.
Will you do it for me?
Really?
You're scared of the competition, so you want him out of your way?
Just like your friend Noyonika did with me?
Fine. Why do you want me to help you?
Because you're the only one
who won't ask me any questions about this.
(sighs)
(automated voice) Your destination is 1.5 kilometres away.
At the next intersection, turn right.
You are driving in the wrong direction.
Turn around when possible.
Re-routing.
Re-routing... Re-routing...
(car speeds up)
(tense music)
(music fades)
(doorbell rings)
(emotional music)
Hi.
I am your mom's friend.
(Prajakta coughing)
(coughing)
(sighs)
Go and do your drawings.
(clears throat)
I am not sure if this is the result of poisonous gases
or the pain of losing Varun.
I guess Tetronome Builders will be taking another life.
(sobbing)
Stop imagining the worst.
It's just stage two.
You will fight both Tetronome and cancer, and win.
Promise me.
Promise me that we will win.
(sad music)
Will you?
Promise me.
That you will get justice for Varun.
(utensils clattering)
Where did she put it?
You can never find anything in this house.
Nothing is ever in the right place!
Everyone is behaving like an idiot.
Just irritating me for no reason.
You can never find anything in this house!
Everything in this house has gone to hell!
Can I...
Can I help you?
I can't find the sieve.
I can never find anything in this kitchen.
She is the one who knows where everything is.
What my daughter likes,
what to cook and about life...
she is the only one who knows.
(slow music continues)
Do you know, Ms. Noyonika,
the house that we can't live in,
which we can't sell...
we are still paying the EMI for it?
Not to mention the rent for this house,
Vidhi's school fees,
and now Prajakta's cancer.
(sobbing)
I am...
I am sorry. I...
No, no, it's okay.
The sieve.
Thank you.
I want to make a request.
Don't make any promises to her
that you can't keep.
What do you mean?
I don't want...
her heart to break again...
or someone to give her another false hope.
False hope?
After Varun's passing,
a young reporter came to our house.
He said he will write an article.
(tense music builds)
He will expose Tetronome Builders and get them sent to jail.
But then...
he stopped coming here.
That article was never published.
(music intensifies)
Maybe someone paid him off.
What was his name?
Shreyas Patil.
(tense music continues)
(Rajiv) In our country,
the process has become the punishment.
Cases go on for years in court.
That is why I plan to expedite the process of filling
the vacant judicial posts with people
who respect the legal process.
And why do you think you're the only one who can do this?
Because the system
needs to be changed from the inside,
and I know the system from the inside.
Of course.
You have even been inside a jail.
So, how was your experience of going to jail?
Difficult, Peter.
It was very difficult.
When the court cleared my name,
I began to believe
that, if the system works, anyone can get justice.
Does your wife believe that too?
(slow tense music)
Wife?
Yes, your wife.
She is a lawyer, and so many people look up to her.
She hasn't said anything about this issue either.
Can you tell us why?
Let's come back to the point we were talking about.
I would like to take a moment here
to dive deeper into your relationship
with your wife, okay?
The audience wants to know.
How are things at home?
Is everything all right between the two of you?
Umm... Peter, how things are
at my house is not the point of this podcast.
Can we talk about the real issues?
But trust is a real issue.
After everything that happened, such a huge scandal,
has your wife forgiven you for that?
Because Noyonika still hasn't said anything about all this.
Keep my wife's name out of your fucking mouth, Peter.
(tense instrumental music)
My private life...
is none of your business.
Right?
Yes, so...
Peter, should we talk about law reforms?
Good evening.
Do you have any information?
Shreyas Patil...
was a reporter in Swaraj Bhaskar until he died.
-Died? -What?
What the fuck? How?
Hit-and-run.
The police couldn't find any leads,
so the case was left rotting in a box.
So, the journalist who was going to write an important article,
who was going to send Tetronome Builders to jail,
died suddenly in a hit-and-run?
How convenient.
Does he have any family?
He knew that he was being targeted
because of the investigation into Tetronome Builders.
We were very scared.
He used to say...
that someone is following him.
Keeping an eye on him.
(tense music)
He had started using a burner phone
so that no one could tap his phone.
He was also paranoid that his computer had been hacked.
That is why, instead of emails,
he had started using government post services.
(music intensifies)
Even today,
his mobile and laptop are still missing.
(Sana) Do you remember anything else?
Anything at all?
His investigation or the article he was going to write.
Please, Nidhi.
-(sighs) -(intriguing synth music)
Look, it took me a very long time to move on from all this.
When Shreyas died...
I was pregnant.
But my son needs me today.
I want to keep him far away from the world
that stole my Shreyas.
(intriguing music continues)
Goodbye.
(music fades)
Nidhi is hiding something.
If I was in her place,
I wouldn't share my secrets either.
You never tell anyone your secrets anyway.
Not even me.
(uneasy music)
-Sana. -Huh?
You said that someone was following you.
Yes.
Was it the same grey SUV?
(music speeds up)
Stop the car, Noyonika.
(car brake screeches)
-Shit. -Shit.
Bastard.
(both breathing hard)
This same SUV was following me when I went to the Joshis' house.
And someone was following Shreyas too.
And he is dead.
(uneasy music continues)
Let's go to the office.
I need to check something.
(applause)
What happened?
What happened is 20 million views in 12 hours.
You broke the internet, Rajiv.
What do they say?
Lit AF, bro.
(people laughing)
Have you lost your mind?
You made everyone else lose their minds.
You gave Peter Yadav such a resounding answer
that today's youth is calling you "savage, crazy and cool."
(Rajiv laughs)
You're laughing? Ganesh, show him the comments.
@ItsmeRocky4u says,
"This uncle is a freaking rockstar, man."
Yes, I always knew you were a rockstar,
but today the youth knows that.
User: AapkaJaatbhai says,
"Bro didn't get any action all day, so he unloaded on Peter."
(people laughing)
You've killed it, man, Rajiv.
@Simran899 says...
"Killed it. You've earned a new fan.
"Sir, I will definitely vote for you."
You will always find mud in the gutter, madam.
They're all the same.
It's a new world.
(tense score rising)
Rajiv is playing around on social media.
He needs to be taught a lesson.
The game might be new,
but the rules are still the same.
My private life...
is none of your business.
Rajiv loves his family a lot, doesn't he?
Now his family will pay the price.
(knock on door)
(door opens)
-Hi. -Hello.
Noyonika...
How... is the Tetronome Builders case going?
It's a lot more complicated than I thought.
Like life.
(slow music)
Do you ever feel regret?
On your decisions and their complications.
What is it, Vishal?
I don't know where to start.
Just say it.
I just...
feel like I am losing control.
Control of?
What I was...
What... I am.
All of it.
(restrained music continues)
Vishal?
Everything is changing, Noyonika.
My relationships, this firm...
our friendship.
Our friendship will never change, Vishal.
Then why do you want to leave me?
For Malini?
I am so sorry, Vishal.
I wanted to tell you, but...
Malini bound me to confidentiality, and...
I don't want you to misunderstand this, please.
Then please, Noyonika, make me understand.
Please.
(dramatic rise in music)
Are you leaving me?
Noyonika.
-Malini? -We're getting fucking hacked.
What?
(Sana) I need both your laptops.
(tension-building music)
Everyone's laptops have been hacked.
Yours, Malini's and Noyonika's....
Bloody fuckers, man.
Emails, messages, they have access to everything.
Yeah, but who?
Tetronome Builders.
The reporter who was working on
exposing Tetronome Builders,
his laptop had been hacked too.
And then he dies in an accident.
So I took a chance and checked everyone's laptops.
We need to check Param's laptop.
But he is in Delhi for a meeting.
He will be back the day after tomorrow.
Keylogger software.
It's a spy system.
It duplicates whatever you type
and then sends it to the host through a Wi-Fi parasite program.
This is cybercrime. We should report it.
Unless--
Unless we use it against them.
Noyonika, write an email.
Write that we did a toxicity assessment
on the groundwater in that area, blah, blah.
And because it used to be a dumping ground,
the water has too much toxicity--
But we don't have any such report.
Yes, but Electricwala will assume that we do have a report.
He offered Rs. 5 crore for a settlement, right? So, you...
Should say that you will settle for Rs. 20 crore on email.
And I will reply that it should be at least Rs. 100 crore.
Navroz will panic,
and we will finally have leverage to drive up the settlement.
-Exactly. -Exactly.
Wow, I thought I was the biggest swindler here.
But both of you are deadly. Made for each other!
Write the mail ASAP, please.
(tense music continues)
(traditional Indian vocals harmonising)
(harmonising continues)
(doorbell rings)
(tabla kicks in)
(vocal harmonising continues)
-Mr. Sengupta? -Yes?
We are from the Enforcement Administration Department.
On a case of illegal election funds and black money,
we are conducting a raid.
Mr. Sengupta, you will have to come with us for further questioning.
(officer) The rest of you have to wait here.
(harmonising continues)
(singer picks up speed)
(photo frame crashes and breaks)
(harmonising continues)
(audience applauds)
Well done.
(music fades)
Vishal.
Vishal, bro, I can't believe this.
-Did you hear? -Raid?
Yes, Malini is with Rajiv right now.
But you know this is all political, right?
There is no evidence.
That is why they have to let Rajiv go.
Yes, but I don't understand one thing.
Why didn't Noyonika ask you for help?
(phone rings in background)
Is she joining Malini's firm?
I really don't know.
Then find out, bro. Work your magic.
We need her to keep Ilyas and his clients with us.
In fact, I think
you should fully takeover the Tetronome Builders case.
But Malini is handling that.
She isn't handling it. She is manhandling it.
What do you mean?
I mean they have found some new evidence
that can help them make an immediate settlement.
Noyonika is asking for Rs. 20 crore,
but Madam Malini is getting fucking greedy.
She wants 100 fucking crores.
And how do you know all this, Param?
(heavy bass drop)
(scoffs)
That is not important.
What is important is not losing this case.
Because Malini is going to screw it up.
And I need you on this.
All right?
Sure.
(tense music)
(phone ringing)
Yes, Ilyas. I have spoken to Malini.
Rajiv will be home soon.
We all know that Narayani did all this only to harass Rajiv.
She is playing dirty.
Politics is dirty, Ilyas.
That is why I told Rajiv
that the kids will need to be protected from politics.
That is exactly what he is doing.
But now he's all alone, Noyonika.
(music rising)
He needs support, and there is no bigger support than family.
(quick dramatic music builds)
I want to meet Narayani.
Why?
To tell her
that Rajiv will no longer be fighting alone.
Okay.
(Narayani) Tell the publicist.
-(political aide) It's good, isn't it? -(Narayani) Yeah.
This is nice.
And this?
Very nice.
(aide) Which one should we choose?
(Ilyas) Namaste, Narayani tai.
Oh! Namaste! Namaste!
-We'll speak later. -Okay.
Welcome, Noyonika.
(Narayani chuckles)
Rane?
Did you ask Ilyas if he would like some tea or not?
-Yes, I did. -We also have Shikanji.
Shall we?
(calculating music)
So?
Did Rajiv decide to withdraw his nomination?
That is good news.
Because he would definitely lose.
(laughs)
Take a look at my posters.
(music continues)
These are all my people.
I am their favourite.
They all love me very much.
I have been both beaten and abused for them.
That is why they show up whenever I need them...
to help me out.
You are so strong.
You don't need help.
Strong? Me?
Come on.
Your husband is the one who is strong.
Rajiv Sengupta.
Some very important people support him.
Compared to him, I am just a lonely, powerless woman.
No matter what,
you shouldn't have involved the kids.
This fight is between you and Rajiv.
But Rajiv was the one who started this fight.
Jadhav worked for me.
Even though he knew that,
Rajiv didn't do what I told him to do.
I had to do something.
(calculating music continues)
So, you leaked the tape as revenge?
But what was the point?
He didn't learn his lesson even after getting out of jail.
And if he was so worried about the kids,
he shouldn't have decided to run against me in the elections.
(music intensifies)
(Narayani sighs)
It's one of life's truths, Noyonika.
Children will always have to pay
for their father's deeds.
Understand?
There is another truth of life, Ms. Narayani.
That when children are in danger,
a mother can do anything to protect them.
Up until now, you have been fighting the elections.
(triumphant music builds)
Now, you are fighting against a mother.
So, use whatever you want.
Power, money, EAD,
even your fake tears.
Now you won't win the elections.
(triumphant music continues)
I won't let you win.
(triumphant music rises)
You said the media was asking about me, right?
Yes.
Fix the interview.
(triumphant music continues)