[Running footsteps]
[Dramatic music]
Previously I used to work for that girl's father.
I wasn't one of his regular employees.
I never went either to his office or to his house.
I would get his calls.
He would let me know if a job had to be done.
I used to carry out the job.
I used to be paid cash for the job.
Why were you paid in cash?
What should I say to that?
The nature of my job was such.
You know how the saying in Marathi goes.
In difficult times the wise also submits to the fool.
That's how it was.
Sir's driver called me early morning that his vehicle
and the driver's son, both were missing since the previous night.
Sir called Bobade immediately.
Sir told me to go with Bobade and follow his instructions.
And that he would guide me.
Hang on. So Bobade knew about this disappearance
before the report was filed?
Yes, he knew beforehand. He knew everything.
Boss' plans and the events that were to follow.
Bobade knew everything.
How could a police officer know all this?
Bobade was very close to him.
But I asked Bobade about you and he denies knowing you.
Obviously, he would say that.
He won't admit to knowing shady people like us.
They maintain a distance from us.
Tell you what. Next time you see Bobade,
ask him what he was doing at the farmhouse on Amravati highway.
He won't be giving me any more interviews, sir.
What happened at the farmhouse?
I'll tell you later. It's a long story.
I will come to it after this.
I'll tell you. Do not worry.
So Bobade and I went to the hotel.
When we arrived there, we learned that the place had been raided.
Actually, this raid was not legal.
They scam people into paying them money.
That posed a problem.
So Bobade said to round up all those people who conducted the raid
and to delete the footage.
At this point, I also felt that the boy must have killed the girl.
And then this raid took place.
If the boy had been found alive, both of them would have faced problems.
Therefore it was imperative that he dies.
Bobade is an officer, hence he could not kill him
and sir didn't have anyone else available.
So who would carry out this job at this time?
Obviously, he thought about me.
He summoned me and assigned me the job.
There was no other choice.
So you were ordered to kill the boy?
It was imperative for the boy to die.
So how is the boy alive?
Did you fail?
I'll come to it. I'll tell you later.
[Laughs]
[Rock beat music]
[Goats bleat]
[Suspenseful music]
Stop!
What happened?
[Dramatic music]
[Running and panting]
[Dramatic music]
Stop!
[Dramatic music]
Hey!
[Dramatic music]
Stop!
[Running footsteps]
[Panting]
Hurry!
[Car door opens]
[Car door closes]
That way.
He recorded us on his phone.
This way.
Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
[Dramatic music]
There!
[Dramatic music]
[Thud] [Car tires screeching]
[Soft intense music]
[Soft Melancholic Music]
[Car engine starts]
[Bone crunching under wheels]
[Soft melancholic music]
Who will justify this?
Sir, now I wonder if there was another way.
In any case, I'm running even today.
The boy is smart.
He knows law and order.
He is confessing to the fact that he killed the village boy.
He refuses to admit that he killed a policeman.
Don't you understand what he's doing?
The punishment for killing a policeman is different
the punishment for killing a village boy is different.
Will your audience believe everything that is being shown here?
I was present with the forensic team.
If his claims were true,
it would have been evident from the forensics report.
The tire marks would be visible, footprints would be visible.
And his claim that it was an accidental hit,
well, I have personally examined his dead body.
He was killed.
Sir, I don't claim that the boy will come back if I say this
but surely I can do this much for his family.
Admit that the boy died at my hands.
In an accident.
[Soft melancholic music]
[Horn honking incessantly]
Show me the footage post 10 a.m.
Play it.
[Horn honking incessantly]
At what time was this?
[Indistinct chatter]
Why is the jerk calling now?
Yes, sir.
Hel...
[Breathes heavily]
Hello.
Sir.
[Car door closes]
Hello.
[Car door closes]
[Message beep]
[suspenseful music]
'The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off.'
Bobade called Chauhan's wife
but he didn't tell her anything.
Hello, sister-in-law.
All he said was, "I want to talk to Chauhan Sir,
but his phone is unreachable."
His wife said, "I was talking to him just a moment ago."
"In fact, I have his location."
[Soft intense music]
A brain was found there along with lots of blood.
On seeing the blood
and this, we knew that Chauhan Sir was gone for good
[Soft intense music]
What could we do now? He was a senior officer.
There was no other option.
Naturally, Bobade would have to take on the case.
When the case was assigned to Bobade,
the media flocked around him.
All of them got down to their work.
Sensational news... His parents...
A senior journalist from Nagpur...
Tantra mantra and black magic...
Your children... Living in fear...
The accused had already...
The driver's savage son... The accused...
[Indistinct chattering]
Let's go they are here.
- Sir... - Sir, please tell us about your son.
Sir, please tell us about your son.
Sir...
Sir, please tell us about your daughter.
I can only talk if you are silent. Listen to me.
Calm down and I'll tell you what the matter is.
- Sir! Sir! Sir! Sir! - Sir! Sir!
Sir, you have to give us an answer.
Sir, please tell us about your daughter.
Viewers, we have news coming in from Maharashtra.
Another girl missing.
This time the victim is a politician's daughter.
According to her parents, she's been missing since last night.
We have exclusively received this picture.
Ladies and gentlemen,
it's a picture of the girl in the trunk of a car.
It's confirmed that it's hers.
Dear viewers, the prime suspect herein, please note,
the prime suspect herein is the son of the politician's driver.
Is there a deeper story behind all this
or is this crime a targeted statement?
A statement that no one is beyond their reach.
And you know whom I'm talking about.
And how is this candle light brigade going to defend this one?
During the past few years we have created a new tendency.
Pay attention.
Anything that is within the boundaries of our worldview,
we believe it.
It does not matter whether it is actually true or not.
This is called confirmation bias in English.
Within just one hour of this news being aired,
we made up our minds.
The entire matter has been painted with the colour of a creed through hashtags.
Whereas they feel no need to catch the accused, present him in court
to put forth his side of the story.
I urge the police administration to kill this boy in an encounter,
so we may trend hashtag justice served, feel righteous and relieved,
and get a good night's sleep.
Have our youth completely lost faith in the police and justice system?
Watch this report from one of my associates.
[Car crunching on dry forest floor]
[Car engine sound]
[Car engines dies]
[Car engine stutters]
What's the matter?
Fuel has run out.
There is a petrol pump up ahead.
[Digging]
[Grunting]
[Car door closes]
[Digging]
Where is my bag?
My pills.
I burned them. I told you.
[Car door closes]
So you love me?
[Soft romantic music]
Wasn't this about sex?
It was about sex.
[Soft romantic music]
I don't know. I felt that way
and I said it.
You don't necessarily have to feel the same way.
I mean your feelings could be entirely different.
When this matter is sorted
you can stop seeing me.
[Soft romantic music]
Why do you get the feeling I will stop seeing you?
Because I know you.
You don't want to get involved in love.
Things tend to go south that way.
South how?
It takes the joy out of sex.
You're right.
You don't necessarily have to feel the same way.
[Footsteps]
Err...
I'm sorry.
I was spooked. So I was at sea...
So...
[Soft romantic music]
I'm going to bring petrol.
Okay?
Wait.
Yes.
[Car trunk closes]
[Footsteps]
[Leaves rustling]
[Footsteps]
Brother.
[Car comes to a halt]
Is there a gas station up ahead somewhere?
Yes, there is.
What is the matter? Ran out of fuel?
[Car door opens]
[Car door closes]
[Car drives away]
[Music playing in car]
[Car door opens]
Thanks. [Car door closes]
[Music playing in car]
I need diesel.
[Music playing in car]
[Suspenseful music]
Anyone providing information about that boy will be rewarded
10 lakhs by the Chauhan family and the government.
Publish that.
But, sir, what does Chauhan...
[Suspenseful music]
[Phone rings]
Hello.
Yes. What is it?
Do you know about the 10 lakhs bounty?
The chap who committed the murder in Nagpur.
Yes, that's it. Do you know about it?
Yes, listen. He is standing in front of me.
Shall I call the police?
Are you insane?
There is a bounty of 10 lakhs on him.
Do you think you will get the money if you make the call?
They are the police.
They will catch him
and deny receiving any information.
What will you do then?
Listen to me.
What we can do is to take him to the police station ourselves.
They have cameras in there, so they cannot cheat us.
That way we will get paid.
We will divide it in half.
- Yes, yes. - What do you say? Shall I come there?
Yes. Come quickly. He is leaving. Hurry up.
{Romantic music]
- Look. - Hmm.
He came from here.
Are you certain?
Of course.
Go in.
Shall I?
Just do it.
Why are you getting the knife out?
I have to carry a knife.
We have to have some kind of weapon.
- Do you have any? - I have a bat in the van.
You know that I always keep a bat in the van.
What good will a bat do?
Anyway, let's go. We shall manage. - Yes.
He came out from here. How much further?
See if you can spot something in front.
Listen. Shall I stop the van?
Don't stop the van and don't get out until I say so.
Okay?
[Car engine sound]
[Dramatic music]
[Car door opens]
- Are you certain he came here? - Yes, he came from here.
[Car door closes]
Nobody is in the car and the windshield is broken.
Yes, I noticed.
- Listen, Pintya. - Don't call me Pintya.
Do you want the bounty or not? How much is it?
- Ten lakhs. - Yes, ten lakhs.
- You want it, don't you? - Yes.
See if you can spot him.
Did you check the car thoroughly?
I looked. Nobody is in there.
[Phone vibrates]
- Sir? - Hello.
- Hello?
- Hello, sir. - Hello?
Hello?
- Remove the earphones from your ear. - Yes. Do you hear me?
Why didn't you answer my call?
Hello?
What's the matter, sir?
You can see my live location, right?
So you won't answer the call just because I can see the location?
I've been calling for so long.
No, sir. Chauhan sir was asleep last night, so I put my phone on silent.
- Oh, all right. Listen... - The car is repaired now.
- I am leaving for Nagpur. - All right. Listen to me.
There is a policeman from Nagpur.
He wants to talk to you.
He said you didn't answer his calls.
Call him quickly.
What happened, sir?
The person you chose to send the cop with has become a burden now.
He did not reach Nagpur. Call him and answer his questions.
- Okay. Okay. - Call him right away!
[Indistinct chatter] [Phone rings]
[Indistinct chatter]
Hello. Hello, sir. This is Sunny.
My boss asked me to call you.
I've been calling you since morning and you're returning my call now.
Anyway, I've sent you a photo on WhatsApp.
Yes. Take a look at them.
Yes. That's him.
Hello, sir. It was the same boy, sir.
- I see. - Yes.
You are coming to Nagpur, aren't you?
Papa, give me the bag.
I am coming, sir. But what is the matter?
Did he rob Chauhan sir?
Do one thing. Come to ***** police station in Nagpur.
It's just a routine investigation.
Okay, sir.
That was all we discussed.
What else could I expect?
I called the owner of the cab agency.
He gave me Sunny's number.
I sent a photo to Sunny and he confirmed that,
Chauhan sir was sent with that boy.
And did Sunny call you back after that?
Yes, he did.
It was too late by then.
[Dramatic music]
Yes, what is it?
I have spotted the boy, sir.
Hello? Hello?
- Hello? - Speak up.
- Sir, the boy... Hello? - Hel...
Do you hear me, sir?
Damn!
[Car crunching on gravel]
[Footsteps]
Pintya! Look ahead.
Listen to me.
Let's walk separately.
Look around you.
You have no idea what can happen here.
Walk together.
Be careful. These bushes...
Take care of your feet.
Look, I got hurt.
- Did something bite you? - No, bro.
Come forward. Walk with me.
I am. Stop crying.
Sir, I spotted the boy.
Boy? Where?
Yes. He is near Jamb crossroad.
- Which crossroad? - Near Jamb crossroad.
Where on Jamb crossroad?
In the jungle, sir.
Off the highway.
Pintya, how will we take him with us?
The car's tires...
Pintya! Look!
Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
- Pintya! Pintya! - Stop!
It's not him!
Pintya! Pintya!
- Yes. What? - It's not him.
This is not him!
How was I to know, bro?
Do you know who this is?
I don't know.
Rascal! Jerk!
[Indistinct chattering]
Take that! Take that!
Watch out!
[Car window breaks]
Out! Scoundrel!
Pintya. Leave!
[Car door opens]
Scoundrel!
[Grunts]
Why you!!
[Bat hitting the head]
We were supposed to catch him alive.
Why did he slap me!?
We won't get any money for him. Forget it.
Why won't we get money? We'll take him to the hospital.
The police will nab us no matter where we take him.
What do we do with him now?
Hold on.
[Camera click]
Bring the van and let's leave.
[Car drives away]
[Footsteps]
[Soft suspenseful music]
He is alive?
- Huh? - Yes.
But he won't survive for long.
Why?
I heard those guys. There's a bounty on your head.
Huh?
Reward.
[Soft suspenseful music]
Reward on me? For what?
Do they think that I have kidnapped you?
I don't know.
[Car door opens]
[Car door closes]
Let's take this car.
[Footsteps]
[Car window rolling down]
Hmm.
[Sunny moans & mumbles]
The person who murdered him is free.
What about us?
They were going to help.
I received no help.
[Sobs]
[Soft melancholic music]
I do cleaning jobs to make ends meet.
Sunny did not want me to do such jobs.
[Door closes]
But what can I do?
[Sobs]
Sunny was found on the ground by the police.
He didn't have any bandage on his head.
Look at it logically.
Sunny spotted the boy.
He followed him.
The boy was burying Mr. Chauhan.
The boy spots Sunny and kills him.
If anyone else had come there,
something would have been found.
We made a thorough search of the area.
Tire marks. Footprints.
We would have found something.
The two guys are imaginary.
What is it called?
It is fiction.
There is no news of the whereabouts of the two guys who killed Sunny.
Bobade and the girl's father shaped the investigation
as per their convenience.
They either ignored or obliterated evidence that was unsuitable to them.
If Sunny died, I knew that people would think I killed him.
That's why I hoped that Sunny would survive.
I tried to save his life
but since he did not survive,
nobody is left to tell the truth.
The boy is claiming that the girl is alive
and he bandaged Sunny's head just to prove his innocence.
The knife that struck Sunny's neck
belongs to this boy, you know that right?
[Soft intense music]
A new twist came to light in the Nagpur incident.
News came to light that the police officer
who took photos of the girl's corpse was killed.
We've been told that the name of the officer
was Circle Officer Sudhir Chauhan.
This was disclosed yesterday evening at 7:30 p.m.,
when the B**** police station received an anonymous tip
and they found a body buried amidst the shrubs next to the highway.
Also, one more body was found,
which is said to belong to the driver
who was taking the dead policeman to Nagpur.
Bear in mind, that the child from the village in that area,
who recorded this boy on his phone two days ago,
died in a road accident.
And now it is being said that it was not a road accident.
That was also a murder and this boy had a hand in it.
But there is one question that nobody wishes to answer.
How does a 23-24 years old boy from a poor family
become so violent all of a sudden?
Has he actually done this?
Or is it that the society doesn't want to give him a chance
to narrate his story as he is a driver's son?
They just want to shoot him.
Even she knew her father would never let the actual facts come out.
He would never want his daughter to have a relationship
with a guy like me.
He would have definitely got me killed.
Even she knew that they wouldn't spare my life.
We cannot go back.
definitely cannot go back
but you can.
Yes.
You can surely go.
Look, I have a great plan.
You will get home easily.
As for me, I wanted to go to Nepal anyway.
I know exactly what to do.
I will reach Nepal without a passport.
This is a good idea.
Look, there's a village coming up.
I shall get off over there.
You take the car and leave.
Right?
If anyone asks, tell them that I didn't kill the blind man and the kid.
I killed them.
That is to say, you didn't kill them, I killed them.
Do you get it? Nobody will be suspicious of you.
Just tell them I was afraid.
He threatened me into following his instructions.
They won't be able to catch me even if they try.
Once I get to Nepal, they won't find me.
It's a great idea.
Right?
[Soft romantic music]
[Sighs]
Take me to Nepal.
[Horn honks] [Laughing]
He is alive but he will die in an hour or so.
If he is left alone...
Do you want to call an ambulance?
No. The boot is empty.
No, no. There are no corpses.
Neither the girl's nor Mr. Chauhan's.
Incidentally, somebody has been buried here.
It needs to be excavated.
I won't be able to manage it on my own, sir.
Okay.
What do I do with the driver?
Okay.
Come on.
[Dramatic music]
So you were there before the cops?
Yes. Because Bobade sent me there.
Sunny could have survived if Bobade wanted.
Okay, so you killed Sunny then.
No, no. I didn't kill Sunny.
I simply got Sunny out of the vehicle
and put him down on the ground.
Sir, it is still a mystery to me, how my knife got there.
You keep denying all the evidence,
that doesn't match your story.
I am not denying it, sir. It could be my knife.
But I did not carry the knife with me from home, sir.
My knife was at home.
But it was found at the crime scene.
So how did it get there?
The police went to my house.
Ask them how the knife got there.
All right.
So are you saying that the police collected it
from your house and planted it at the scene?
What can I say, sir?
How do you think the knife reached the crime scene?
The knife belonged to the boy. So he must have brought it.
[Soft intense music]
[Car door opens]
[Footsteps]
[Opening knife]
[Breathes deeply]
[Whimpers]
[Soft intense music]
[Whimpers]
Hello, sir.
He is alive.
No, sir. I can't do it this way.
Let's do this. Let's leave him here.
He will die naturally.
Sorry, sir.
[Dramatic music]
[Car engine starts]
The boy claims that someone tampered with the evidence
to make the case more convenient.
Someone from the police department.
Like who?
[suspenseful music]
[Knife squelch]
So you're admitting that you killed Sunny?
All I did was stab a knife into his dead body.
I did not kill him.
Because he was already dead.
There was nothing to kill.
The boy fled with Sunny's car after killing him.
Sunny's boss called and told us that his phone was left in the car
and the location showed MP.
[Phone vibrates]
[Drum beat music]