By this logic, even doing drugs is a crime.
Sanket, we've expenses.
We're doing it for money. You don't have to.
Maybe you're doing it for some sort of kick.
Doctor Pragya! Doctor Pragya!
Come over this Saturday.
- We'll have to inject him. - I'll call you back.
Who gave him .45% sodium chloride?
Dr. Shivendra.
Have lost your mind?
If the blood sugar level drops drastically,
the patient could suffer from hypoglycemia.
Don't you know that?
Idiot.
Tilt his head. Fast.
His vitals haven't stabilised yet.
So basically you two are saying,
my dad and grandpa have a reputed hospital, and a house.
So I don't need money.
Need?
Bro, it's called luxury.
And who are you trying to fool?
Every year you visit your cousins in the UK, US, and Canada on a break.
Do you know how expensive that is?
Will I keep asking my dad to pay for it?
Your dad has money, Sanket.
Okay, on a serious note.
I want to be self-dependent.
Then try something else.
Use your privilege wisely.
But it's also got a lot of excitement.
- Shameless. - It's true.
Sir, Pragya ma'am is calling you. It's an emergency.
Thank you.
- Come... - Let's see what's wrong.
The vitals aren't stabilising.
Oh, God.
- What happened? - Already given him Fenetwin.
Nurse, get his file.
Sir.
- Nurse, clonazepam. - Yes, sir.
Start!
Sir.
- Can I help... - You've helped enough!
Stabilised.
I admit doing drugs is a crime,
and so is writing someone's exam.
But if someone tells you to do cocaine at gunpoint,
how will you feel?
Why at gunpoint? I'll happily do it.
Is someone forcing you?
Forcing you to do what?
- Dance. - Yes, dance.
Don't do it if you don't want to.
He's put in an entry, but now he doesn't want to dance.
- I don't want to dance. - Is it some dance show?
Yes, it's a dance show. Tell Pragya what dance show is it?
- Dance Doctors Dance. - Dance Pe Chance.
- Dance Pe Chance.
Okay, guys. Dr. Pathak's called us.
- We'll meet Dr. Pathak later. - First, show her your steps.
What is this?
Sir, his previous cases. He's been in this college for seven years.
He's dead.
Yes, sir.
He broke the patient's rib while giving CPR.
Punctured the lungs.
Didn't his relatives take any action?
How could they?
The death occurred six days later,
and the family taught it was a natural death.
But we know the real reason.
Negligence.
Then why is this case not on record?
It is, sir. It's there on record as well.
Actually sir...
Our records are as dated as gramophone records.
Sitting in a pile of dust.
It's not funny!
- Right, sir. - Get it?
Sure, sir.
Sorry...
Sanket.
You should consider sightseeing for the days you're here.
Sanket, only you can save me now.
How many times?
Even the third umpire accepts appeal three teams.
You're appealing on every ball.
You know Dadda.
Dadda, who?
Dadda.
If I get fired you'll all face the consequences.
- Check the bowel movements. - Yes, sir.
Take deep breaths.
Tenderness is okay.
Dr. Dinesh.
Hello. It's an emergency case.
Dadda is serious.
You're needed now.
Sir, I'll be right back.
- But how can you... - Sorry, sir.
Only five minutes.
The doctor will be back soon. Don't worry.
Let's go.
See you.
Do you know this guy?
No, sir.
Why aren't you calling, Dadda?
Do you think he's a w***e?
Dump him when you like, or take him up when you wish.
I didn't want to call so I didn't call.
You can't force me, a****...
B****d!
How about I admit you in your own morgue?
Come here. Come here.
Your hair's in a mess.
Focus on your job.
Leave the hooliganism to me.
Move!
Dadda is ready to pay double the money.
And you can't pick up the phone and call, a****.
That Sadhu is paying double this money but I'm not accepting that either.
No wonder...you've grown b****y wings.
Hello. Yes, Dadda.
Yes.
Yes, he's right here.
Yes, Dadda.
Here.
Dadda.
Hello.
Hello, Dinesh. How are you?
You're not being fair, brother.
What's not fair, son? Everything was done so systematic.
I paid you double the money. Everything is proper.
What is not fair? Tell me.
Yes.
Honestly speaking son, don't mind. You're messing up things.
It's not fair that you stopped calling me.
Brother, I...
Only three weeks left for the exam.
All the VIP's kids are ready as bogies.
If the engine disappears who will pull the bogies, son?
How will the train move forward?
Look, son. Listen, carefully.
I've given you a chance to earn merit.
And looking at your actions...
You're buying a one-way ticket to heaven.
Why are you doing it, son?
Brother, I will return your advance...
B****d.
Can't you digest my politeness?
A****, do I have to break your a***?
Do I have to come over there?
Get to the exam centre. Just do what I said, a****.
Give the phone to that Anuj.
Yes, Dadda.
- Do you have the form? - Yes, Dadda.
I still have it.
Good morning.
Recognise me?
Sir, myself Jairaj. Dadda's hitman.
Oh.
If you ever need anything don't hesitate to ask.
I will fix everything.
Sir...
Take care, sir.
What's the point of appointing you on this post?
- What do you mean, sir? - How can you forget?
What was your target?
Look, Mr Director
speed up
or else you'll get derailed.
I am trying, sir.
Please.
So, kids, the seating arrangements will be exactly like the train bogies.
You guys are the bogies.
And the guy sitting in the middle will be my engine,
he'll be carrying a sheet.
Cleverly and shrewdly you must copy from his sheet.
That's all.
There's a saying in English.
Practice makes a man perfect.
So keep trying. All the best.
See they make no mistakes.
Yes, Dadda.
So...
do you see the small circles on the right side of the answers?
- Yes. - Do you?
- Yes. - Okay.
You've to look in your partner's paper and fill that circle.
- Understood? - Yes.
- And fill it properly, okay. - Yes.
Otherwise, you'll get termination instead of admission.
- Yes, yes. - Okay.
Don't look at my face. Practise.
- Dadda. - Yes.
Dinesh is a friend of mine.
Look Sanket, he's been working for us for the past four years.
We cannot drop him now.
He'll have to sit for the exam.
He's our engine, Sanket. Do you know what an engine is?
I'll need some time to get used to.
Did you come up with these terms like engine, bogie, etcetera?
They do sound pretty interesting.
And do all the VIP kids sit together in class?
- I mean close to each other? - Yes...
Sarswati, come here.
Remember I told you about him.
He's that friend of mine.
That English speaking one.
Exactly. That's why I asked for biscuits with tea,
otherwise, I would've ordered mathri instead.
You know Reliable College and Hospital?
- Yes, I know. - Belongs to his father.
I see...
When my father met with an accident,
we took him to that hospital.
He didn't survive.
Listen, your father was 85-years-old.
The old man wasn't ready to die yet.
I would've shot him in the heart.
Always complaining about your father.
Go and send that Hero. Go on.
Always talking ill about my father.
Look Sanket, it's pretty clear.
It's give and take. Barter system.
You do this job and I'll make you the engine.
Okay, fine. What barter do you want?
Get me five PG seats in your father's medical college.
Reliable?
Dadda, that's not in my control.
What are you saying? Why do you underestimate yourself?
You can control...
Sanket, you're Ashwin sir's only son,
meaning his heir.
And the father always has a soft corner for his only son.
You can easily do this job...
See, like he's my only son.
How are you, my only child?
I am not your only child.
Sister's there too. The witch.
I'll make you see stars in the day. Run along.
2.5 million.
After admission, my son will need extra pair of hands to lift the bag.
10 million in cash.
His name is Sudhanshu Mishra.
He's going to be the top rank holder.
Okay, Dadda, I will try.
Soft corner. Heir. Remember.
Come, let's have tea and biscuit.
Sarswati.
I've told them. Cycle fits your body.
Full athletic.
How many times have we told Romeo and Juliet?
They can't control themselves on the bike either.
Bye. Have fun.
That's a bad one.
I think you should go to the Police.
At least it will be on record.
And tell the Police what?
He did this because I refused to sit for the exam.
They will arrest me instead, Shilpa. Won't they have a record on me?
In that case, you should've never accepted money from Jairaj.
But he's willing to return the money.
Money doesn't matter to Jairaj.
He must have committed to someone else.
And only three weeks to go. How can they find a replacement...
And what if I had turned up dead,
you think they wouldn't have found my replacement?
You've met him? You met him, didn't you?
Look...
I am talking to him. And maybe I will get through to him.
Just keep a low profile for a couple of days.
He can get anyone he wants, but his ego doesn't let him.
He thinks I will stray over to Sadhu's side.
Sadhu?
He's Jairaj's competitor.
F**k!
I am getting f***ed between these two.
Come on, Sid. Come on, come on.
Hi, boy.
Come on, come on.
Dad, dad, dad, wait a second.
Is there a bomb in it?
Whatever it is, it won't cause any more destruction than this.
Dad...what have you thought about the college board?
Did you drop your idea of Oncology?
No, I haven't dropped that idea. I will do it.
I was thinking I should get the
experience of the board of directors for a couple of years.
After that, I will finish my higher studies.
Cancer isn't going anywhere.
We'll talk about it later.
I'll see you, dad.
This...
I will eat it... Later.
Sir, I want to file a complaint.
About what?
I've been attacked and also receiving threats.
Who is it?
Two people.
Any personal enmity?
Don't know.
Can you recognise them?
I know them personally.
Dileep Sadhu and Jairaj Jadhav.
Then file an FIR.
That's what I am here for, sir.
When were you attacked?
Yesterday, sir.
Yesterday?
Where?
I was on the way. They knocked me off my bike.
Knocked you off your bike.
Bharti, another cup of tea, please.
Coming, sir.
What did you say their names were?
Dileep Sadhu.
And Jairaj Jadhav.
- 'Jai Hind', sir. - Jairaj Jadhav.
Okay.
'Jai Hind', sir.
Sir.
What's happening?
Case of physical assault, sir.
Sir.
Come here.
Sir.
Yes, sir.
Are you a postman or an officer? Does this look like an FIR or a letter?
Is that boy your brother-in-law, you baboon?
He said he's been threatened and you believed him.
Sir, they were forcing him to do something against his will.
What against will? Did you ask?
- I will ask. - Please, sir.
Why will you trouble your a**?
We a****s are here for that. We'll ask him.
No, sir. I meant...
Son, your duty is over.
Sir?
Look at the time.
Sir.
Now leave.
Sir.
- Aren't you a medical student? - Yes, sir.
Which wrong a** did you poke a needle?
I don't know, sir.
You will. Pretty soon.
You mentioned Anuj's name in the FIR as well.
Yes, sir.
I've called him.
He threatened you, didn't he?
But sir, why did you call him? He's...
Quiet!
Are you going to explain me?
Are you going to explain to me what to do and what not to do?
No, sir.
- Your medical line has a procedure? - Yes.
Even the Police have a procedure.
He'll come here. Talk face to face. Okay.
Sort out everything. After that, we'll take your FIR.
Do you want a cigarette?
No, sir.
'Jai Hind', sir.
That f***ing Rajesh almost filed an FIR.
Thank God I arrived on time.
Where's the FIR?
Please tell Dadda about the things I do for him.
Dadda's got an antenna. He'll know everything.
The boy's shit-scared.
Someday I'll chop him up and dispose of him in the Chambal?
Dadda explained to you so politely yesterday,
and still, you wouldn't understand.
Trying to file an FIR, a****.
I'll take the FIR back and also sit for the exam.
You came here on your own,
but you'll leave on our behest, f***er.
I'll do as you say.
I'll sit for the exam. I'll also take the FIR back.
Hey...
Yes, I interviewed them personally.
Not a single eligible candidate who can be appointed?
They don't even know the A of Aptitude.
Where's Jyoti?
No, I'll call you back.
I said I'll call back.
Happy birthday!
- You b***h, I thought you forgot. - Jyoti, language.
How could I forget, silly girl?
- How are you? - I'm good.
Hi, aunty.
- How are you, child? - I'm good. How are you?
I'm absolutely fine.
Now listen, don't leave without having dinner.
I made your favourite sweetmeat.
Really? Definitely, aunty.
- Did you get it? - Of course, I did.
Shall I take it out?
Take it. Take it, bro.
Listen, how was your PMT?
Didn't spend much effort on it.
Don't know, bro. What about you?
Superb.
Really? So 100 per cent.
- Late 90's at least. - Wow, my scholar.
Now listen, if anyone asks then I was at your place the whole night.
Witch.
Hurry up.
- Move! Move! - Hurry up. Fast.
Hurry up.
Move!
What's wrong with him?
Just two hours ago he came to file an FIR.
Do you know him?
Yes. He's an intern in this hospital.
I see.
Wait a second.
What's wrong?
Leave. I'll see you later.
But why?
I said leave. So leave. I'll see you later.
Hurry up. He's critical.
Excuse me.
Ma'am, can you spare a minute? Please.
Do you know the guy who met with an accident?
Yes, why?
Are you an intern in this college?
- Pragya B Agnihotri. - Okay.
Wait a second, ma'am. Is it a head injury?
Why are you so interested?
It's my job.
Anup Singh, field journalist MPNT.
I met a police officer outside who said an FIR was lodged.
Dinesh?
Yes, whatever his name is? He lodged an FIR two hours ago.
About what? Do you have any idea?
He'll be fine, aunty.
And he's also showing improvement.
Still, how long will it take?
It's cerebral odema, ma'am.
It increases the inter-cranial pressure.
Aunty is not a medical student. Please explain to her in Hindi.
Actually, when he fell from the bike he suffered a severe injury to the head.
That's why his brain's slightly swollen.
But don't worry.
He'll be fine.
What are you thinking?
Don't you find it strange?
- Yes, it does seem strange seeing Dinesh in this condition... - Not that.
Then?
This is Dinesh's second accident in three days.
So?
I mean the Police found his vehicle in a bad condition.
That's the doubtful angle.
What do you mean?
I met a journalist.
He was saying that the Police is trying to cover up something.
These journalists think everything is a conspiracy.
Think about it yourself, Sanket.
Such a big coincidence.
It's a 20cc injection.
To maintain the flow rate.
And until the injection's on carefully monitor his heart rate.
If you find anything unusual, you can pause the injection.
And once the heart's stable you can start again.
Sir, one can see the entire city from your building.
Perks of living in a government building.
Don't mock me like that.
You're familiar with every lane in Bhopal.
Journalist...
Sweet.
Thank you.
Mom said you can sleep on the terrace tonight.
Sweet.
We're half bottle down.
You haven't told me what's the occasion yet.
It's an experiment, sir.
What experiment?
I've heard people don't lie when they are drunk.
B****y reporter.
Ask what you want to ask.
Tyagi knows better.
But rum won't be enough for him.
He's got more expensive taste.
Blurt it out already.
I get the training camp scam.
How senior officers are admitting
fake candidates on the force and making money?
B****d's.
But Dinesh's case is still a question mark.
Who wrote his FIR?
Yours truly...
me.
And then.
Then what?
Someday you'll find the FIR lying in the gutter.
I've made the FIR disappear from the Police records.
Dadda, the rift between you two is screwing me.
Be honest with me.
Did you get screwed or
did you screw with Sadhu?
What are you saying, Dadda?
I'm speaking in Hindi. You know I can't speak Chinese.
Here's the copy of the FIR.
It's clearly written here that
Sadhu's men knocked him down from the motorcycle.
And that's why the boy's been admitted to the hospital.
Isn't this the FIR? Is it right?
- Right. - Have you lost your mind?
Even after the bike accident
the boy was roaming around the city like nothing ever happened.
And now you're saying...
Tell him.
Didn't he go the other day to file a complaint?
No, no, this happens sometimes.
If the injury is internal it takes 24-48 hours to show effect.
- What? - Yes.
Do you think we're a****s, f***er?
We don't know anything? Are we stupid?
One more peg, sir?
Shut up!
Anuj
weren't you present there when the Dinesh thing happened.
Yes.
So shed some light on what happened.
There's nothing to clarify.
Everyone knows. Everyone knows.
B****d!
You were reading the FIR now,
that he's in a coma because of my boys.
And now everyone knows.
- Before showing your true caste-- - Sadhu!
Don't abuse my caste.
Never again.
I'm not that Jairaj who ran away with his tail between his legs 15-years-ago.
And listen a****, this isn't Gwalior. This is Bhopal.
Why are you after Dinesh?
Why can't you find other boys in the market?
Why are you after Dinesh?
You're jealous that all VIP boys are with me.
You're jealous that's why you're spreading all this chaos.
Tell me.
What?
Then why did you fix Sudhanshu in Reliable?
You knew my sister was involved.
Brother, there's no point in exceeding this matter.
Listen champion
you better handle this case.
If we get in trouble you'll run out of luck.
So better solve this puzzle right away.
Hello. Is Dr. Sanket, Dr. Pragya in the general ward?
Send them to the ICU quickly.
- Yes, sir. - Good.
It's alright, doctor.
- All okay.? - Yeah.
ECG report.
Good.
He's shown a lot of improvement.
Yes, doctor.
We started Venlafaxine four days ago.
We'll change the dosage tomorrow.
Good job, Dr. Sanket.
See you.
- Bye. -Thank you, doctor.
You guys scared me. Let's go.
Hi.
DI Rupesh.
Dr. Sanket.
When can Dinesh give a statement?
We can't say for sure.
But hopefully soon. There's been a lot of improvement.
Can I meet him?
- Sure, come. - I'll meet him.
Don't worry, thank you.
Okay.
Sir, they have been coming every day to get a statement.
It's an accident case after all.
- Submit the file. - Okay sir, thank you.
Where are we going?
We're going to celebrate Dinesh's improvement.
I am not coming.
Remember Chetan,
who designed Reliable's systems.
At his place.
Okay.
Now you're willing to come.
I never said no.
Sir, students can access articles and notes from this dropdown.
Like this.
And you thought I was wasting father's money.
See what I am doing with it.
Sanket, you never think before you speak.
So what? I gave hard cash to Chetan. Ask him.
Isn't that right, Chetan?
See.
I was saying that the med notes are written by medical students.
Good.
This is still a work in progress. Maximum one more week.
That's fab.
Great. Anatomy, Biochemistry
physiology, and embryology for first-year students.
- Nice. - Students...
Yeah, Shilpa.
Wait a second Shilpa, calm down.
I can't understand what you're saying.
What?
Jai Hind, sir.
How long have you been in the department, Tyagi?
Four years, sir.
And how long did it take you to learn the ropes?
I learnt it from day 1 from you, sir.
Why isn't he taking any lessons?
Don't you see the time and place before you shit?
A****, you f***ed the department in front of the reporter.
Sir, I had no clue you had so many secrets.
What do we do with this A****?
You tell me Tyagi, what to do?
Although I don't see any bugs
but still just to be sure...
Give me your phone.
Are you the nature lover type?
Why, sir?
What were you doing in Bandhavgarh's last tower?
Even animals don't go that deep.
Ohh...
I love seeing wildlife.
I go there sometimes.
At 2:30 am?
Here you go. By the way, one needs permission for this place.
I don't need permission.
All good, young man?
'When I didn't learn from my friend's death,'
'how could I learn from someone else's death?'
'I wonder who else I had to lose to learn my lesson.'