Where are you taking me?
Who are you? Who are you?
[footfalls]
[sobs]
[bird chirping]
[gasps]
[insects buzzing]
Dad?
[music]
[cell phone beeps]
[footfalls]
[birds chirping]
[exhales]
Sir. Sir.
-Where's it showing? -That way...
Let's go.
[slap]
[birds chirping]
Dad, are you okay?
[exhales]
I am sorry, child.
I should have told you.
What?
What did they do to you?
These are our own people.
Do you remember Kadey?
Dad... What's going on?
[inhale]
Someone is using you to get to me.
[footfalls]
[birds chirping]
Something really dangerous is going on in Jengaburu.
Fuck this shit!
[inhale]
You went to jail for this, Dad.
Now again you are getting into this.
I have been looking for you everywhere like crazy
[sobs]
Priya, If I hadn't escaped to the jungle
Then I would have been killed like Man Singh.
[inhale]
Now that you are here,
stay with me.
It's only a matter of a few days.
No. You are coming with me to London. Please
Priya!
This is much bigger than you and me.
[sobs]
Your activism
and your people.
That's all you ever cared for.
[whistles]
-Hey... run! -Run. Run.
-Run. -Run, Child
-Run! -Run
What is happening?
Run.
Sir, come! This way.
[footfalls]
How did the police get here?
Kadey, they cannot win again.
This is war.
No one should die.
[gasping]
Just take her out of here.
Get up. Let's go.
[gasping]
Jagga...
Sir...
[arrow shot]
Hurry up. Take position.
[gunshot]
Let's go.
[gun fire]
[scream]
-Chamak! -Kadey!
[groans]
Watch him, I will be right back.
Where are you going, Kadey?
I will go and get Das Babu.
-Kadey.. -I will get Das Babu...
You'll get killed.
But what about Das Babu?
[gunshot]
Come on.
[gunshot]
[groans]
[scream]
Hey!
[gunshot]
[footfalls]
Run, run. Hurry up...
Come.
[gasping]
[arrow shot]
Dad!
[arrow shot]
Dad...
Dad!
[groans]
Dad..
Keep breathing, Dad. Just keep breathing.
[gasps]
Don't close your eyes.
Here, drink some water.
-Priya... -Dad...
Dharini. Don't forget your people.
[gasping]
Protecting Jengaburu...
is your responsibility....
Dad...
Just keep breathing.
Look at me...
Dad..Dad...
Come on, take position.
-Hey... -Over there...
Please help me.
-Take position. -Please.
Take position. Quickly.
Dad, can you hear me? Dad?
Please help me. I need to take Dad to the hospital.
Keep looking!
Over there.
Why aren't you helping me?
Ram. Ram.
[footfalls]
Madam. Your father will be okay.
[intense music]
[gasps]
Can somebody help... Please.
-Please! -Shut up!
Can't you see? A police operation is going on. My people are dying.
Should I help them or your father?
Madam. Madam.
You killed my Father!
I will call the police.
Move.
You can't touch me.
Your father was shot with an arrow.
Like the other police officers.
Can't you see it clearly?
It's the Naxals. It's all their planning.
He is shot with an arrow not a bullet!
This calls for an interrogation for sure.
Ranjan. Ranjan.
Sir?
Come here.
Take your phone out.
Record a statement.
Recording, Sir.
Okay, tell me... who brought you to the jungle?
Who told you that your father is hiding in the jungle?
Speak up.
You and your father are Naxal sympathisers.
Arrest her. Come on.
Here.
Hey...
Be ready to spend a really long time behind the bars.
No.
Trying to be such a snoot, weren't you?
[scream]
[metal clanking]
Hey, get a blanket. Take him along.
Yes.
[footfalls]
We have arrested Priya, Sir.
Yes.
Water-tight case, Sir.
Come on hurry up.
[gasps]
Let's kill them.
Kadey.
Das Babu is gone.
Kadey. Kadey.
We can't do anything. Let's go.
"Away he goes,"
"leaving this lullaby incomplete."
"Turned to dust,"
"leaving this lullaby incomplete."
"The sea's turned into a quicksand, the magpie sounds unmelodious.
"Handpicked... "
"and shaped from the earth are these tunes."
[tribal song]
[police siren blaring]
Hold still. Don't move.
[groans]
[gasps]
Almost Done. Hold still.
[groans]
Kadey, the old man is right.
Don't say that.
[insects buzzing]
Das died. Not our hopes.
Bondri King will return to his land.
[birds chirping]
[police siren]
Do you think they are all Naxals?
Do you think I am involved in all this?
My opinions don't matter to my seniors.
Madam, It was my fault.
When you left in the morning It was me who informed the headquarters.
I didn't know that they were tracing your phone.
and that this would happen.
[police chatter on walkie]
An ambush happened between Police and Naxals
Priya Das has been arrested. She is being taken to Bhubaneswar
Swatantra Das' body is being taken to Bhubaneswar for an autopsy.
[police chatter on walkie]
Shit.
[police chatter on walkie]
[tense music]
[police siren]
Hey! Come here fast.
[clanking]
[insects buzzing]
What happened?
[dog barking]
It's all over.
They fooled Das.
How can Priya be spared?
Move!
[metal door creaking & opens]
She doesn't look like a Naxal...
As if you know what a Naxal looks like!
Don't talk crap!
-Does she look like a criminal to you? -Oh you are going to teach me?
Be ready to eat your suspension letter for dinner tonight.
Madam.
Are you alright?
Fucking Madam's minion.
Are you a Naxal?
-Ranjan. -Sir.
-Listen. -Yes.
I am going home.
Keep an eye on her.
Yes, Sir.
Hello, Sir.
This is Biswal.
I am on my way to the hospital.
I will be reporting from there.
He hung up.
He said they will only run a ticker.
Do we have to return that Foreigner's money?
[motorbike approaching]
-Mortuary. -Take the right ahead.
[footfalls]
Bro.
Take this money.
Take it.
Alright.
[metal door creaking]
Come on. Come on.
[exhales]
There.
Yes, this area too.
Bro.
Yes.
Yes there. Yes.
Bro. Hurry up.
-Zoom into that area. -I'm doing it.
Tilt down. It's done.
-The face. -Yes.
Come.
Let's go.
The Naxals killed him with an arrow.
Poisoned arrow.
But with a poisoned arrow.
Madam, I will send you the proof very soon.
[vehicle approaching]
[car halts]
[car door opens]
[engine revving]
[metal door creaking]
[door closes]
[clank]
Sunita.
That old man made my life a living hell!
I am very tired.
[gasps]
Call the masseuse tomorrow.
And get me Rs. 250,000
[motorbike engine start]
[clanking]
It's 12 'clock.
Jeetu hasn't come home yet.
His exams are coming up.
And he's still hanging out with his friends.
He is just an innocent kid. He will come home soon.
Innocent, like you?
What?
[insects buzzing]
What are you trying to say?
Three years ago, we had less money,
but there was peace.
Everything was okay.
So, you don't like money?
I own more private property than anyone else in the entire police department.
Learn to respect the money I bring.
Because those who don't have money,
they very well know how to respect it.
When everything will be ruined,
what will you do with the money?
Feast on it?
[inhale]
[clock ticking]
[insects buzzing]
This is a dead end.
There is a link between this death and Man Singh's.
The police must have killed Das.
They're definitely trying to create a narrative.
We need proof.
Have you established any new contacts yet?
Nope.
I think you should reach out to Priya.
[crow cawing]
When do you think you can give me the videos?
Just give me two more days.
This time I will make a full HD video for you.
[chuckles]
Madam...
[gestures for money]
Your "two days" are probably going to trash my Goa plans.
If you fail to do the job this time
then I will not spare you!
I will get it done this time, Madam.
Have faith.
[chair scraping]
[clanking]
[message notification beep]
[honking]
[footfalls]
[line ringing]
[scream]
[shutter closes]
-Leave me. -Come.
Hold her. Hold her.
Tie down her hand.
[gasping]
Leave me.
-Tie her. -Leave me.
Shut up!
[groans]
Leave me...
[groans]
Tie her.
Fast.
Come on.
[crying]
Where is her bag?
Wow, she is carrying an entire mobile shop in her bag!
[phone ringing]
Lipstick too.
Sir, she told me to buy all this.
[sobbing]
If you are not Monica,
and you don't know anyone who goes by that name,
then why are you distributing her card?
Sir, she said she works in a mining company.
It's a competing firm to Dutta Mines.
I just wanted to go on a trip to Goa with my friends.
So, I was trying to make some money, Sir.
[gasping]
The number you have dialed is presently not reachable.
Please try again later.
[loud music]
Want to go to Goa?
[groans]
[gunshot]
Yeah, this is their exploration data.
[phone ringing]
-Just a second, I have to take this. -Yeah sure.
Hello, Minister Sir.
Mr. Secretary.
[crow cawing]
There is some bad news for you.
[tense music]
[keypad clanking]
What happened, Dhruv?
Is everything alright, Dhruv?
Dhruv!
[aeroplane rumble]
[vehicle approaching]
IGP Mahanta?
First floor, Sir.
-Stop. -What?
Who do you want to meet?
IGP Mahanta
Do you have an appointment?
Appointment? I am Dhruv Kannan. IAS officer.
I am the Director of Culture.
But you cannot meet him now.
Why? Where is Priya Das?
Don't look here and there. Look at me.
Where is Priya Das?
You think we will give you that information?
It's classified. Please leave.
Bullshit.
Let's go. Let's go.
[engine revving]
[birds chirping]
Sir, I have to take Priya Das.
[metal clanking]
[metal door creaking]
Thank you, Mr. Padhi.
This is the last time I am doing this.
[chair scraping]
Please sign this.
He could have saved my father's life.
He is the reason my father is dead today!
Calm down.
Mind your language, Madam.
What is this Rao Sir?
-What do you want me to do? -No, I am very sorry.
-I don't have time for this. -Sorry...
Priya, if you want to get out of here,
then please sign this undertaking letter.
What undertaking?
Charges will only be dropped if you give an undertaking of returning.
You have to go to the UK immediately after your father's funeral.
How is that possible? On what basis?
Priya. Please, not now.
Trust me. We have to go to your father's last rites.
Please.
[tense music]
Please.
Here.
I am releasing you on compassionate grounds.
Don't you dare to come back to Bhubaneshwar again.
Leave.
[door creaking]
Srinivas.
Fantastic job, Padhi
A responsible officer like you, deserves a medal every year.
[exhales]
-Is it ready? -Checking, Sir.
[Walkie talkie beeps]
Turn on the barricade power.
Show me.
[electricity crackling]
[engine revving]
[metal clanking]
[crow cawing]
Maybe I shouldn't have called you back here.
In Naxal affected areas,
Police is a law by themselves.
To save their skin,
they will arrest anyone.
Anyone.
They were already upset with Das.
I thought your press conference will put pressure on them.
But, who would want to kill dad?
He was killed with an arrow.
That is a fact.
He was with Kadey. That is a fact.
And Kadey is a Naxal.
You need to understand the difference between 'truth' and 'narrative truth'
If you point fingers at the police,
they will throw dirt at professor Das.
[retching]
Priya.
[coughs]
Priya...
[gasping]
[water splatter]
[gasping]
Priya, I am so sorry about your father.
Can we talk?
I know this is a bad time, but I really need your help.
I work for a whistleblower.
Others have been killed too.
Did your father ever talk about a man called Basu?
I wish I could help.
I've risked a lot to meet you here, please.
Don't say a word to anyone.
If you need me,
I am studying Odishi Dance at Guru Gangadhar Pradhan Foundation.
Yes, Sir.
Priya is talking to some foreign woman.
You want me to give you an invitation to proceed?
Follow her, you dumbfuck!
Ganesh, Let's go.
[engine revving]
Move. Move. Go.
[horn honking]
You motherfucker! Get your bus out of my way!
[prayer chants continue]
[car door closes]
[fire crackling]
[sobbing]
[fire crackling]
[crying]
Dad...
[crying]
[insects buzzing]
[doorbell rings]
[door opens]
[bird chirping]
Let me treat you to proper JNU style noodles.
Come.
[sizzling]
They traced my phone, Dhruv.
I led them to Dad.
I am the reason he is dead today.
No, no.
Priya, it's not your fault.
Dhruv, why did dad stop talking to you?
Hey! How much time for the noodles?
-Coming, Sir. -Hope you didn't burn it?
-No, Sir. -Did you put butter?
-Dhruv. -Just try this.
Put some green sauce also.
Dhruv.
Dad loved you like a son.
And no mistake is ever going to change that.
So stop living in the past.
[police chatter on walkie]
[humming]
[engine revving]
[car door opens & closes]
Hello, Sir.
-Show me your phone. -Phone, Sir.
Sir...
Phone, Sir.
-You don't have any other phone? -Sir, no.
Sir, what are you doing?
-What is in the box? -Nothing.
-Nothing, Sir. -What is in the box?
Nothing?
Nothing, Sir.
Sir, look at this.
-Come on. -Leave me Sir please.
I don't know anything, Sir.
What is this?
Sir, it's for customer use.
[slap]
Sir.
[scream]
Put him in the jeep.
Come in.
-Come on. Come on. -Nothing, Sir.
Come on. Come inside.
Sir, Ram Kumar used to drive around Priya Das in this car only.
[music]
-Seize it. -Yes, Sir.
[knocking]
[door opens]
Calls?
Yes. 18 missed calls.
[bird chirping]
[door closes]
[siren blaring]
[horn blaring]
[motor bike engine off]
[door clanking]
Priya.
[insects buzzing]
I am leaving tomorrow.
What time is your flight?
I'll manage.
Okay.
[door creaking]
[engine revving]
[insects buzzing]
[vehicle halts]
[whispers]
[metal door creaking]
Come.
Where have you come to take me now?
I am Dr. Panigrahi.
I am sorry, Priya, maybe you don't remember.
We have met before,
when you used to come with your father to Jengaburu, during summer holidays.
[vehicle approaching]
Did you know,
Das was planning to go to London.
[dog barking]
Why did my dad have your patients' reports?
There is a mysterious disease spreading among the tribals and some villagers.
I thought it was due to bauxite poisoning.
But bauxite doesn't cause this disease.
Das was looking into this matter.
Dad knew his life was in danger.
Das was planning something big with Kadey.
He didn't tell anyone.
He became really paranoid after he came out of the jail.
Who called you here?
Ravichandran Rao.
A friend of Dad.
Who is Ravichandran Rao?
He is an old friend.
He works at a tribal NGO here.
Das didn't have any such friend.
Das never wanted you to come here.
[insects buzzing]
[engine revving]
[water dripping]
[splash]
[police siren blaring]
[door closes]
I am also going to Calcutta today.
I thought I'll drop you at the airport.
Come.
Are you okay?
You never said a word throughout the ride.
I am just a nervous traveller.
There is nothing to worry about.
[papers rustle]
I wish you wouldn't have to go back alone.
Have a safe flight.
[airline announcement]
[footfalls]
[gasping]
[water splash]
Someone is using you to get to me.
Ravichandran Rao.
[arrow shot]
Dad.
[sobbing]
[footfalls]
[inhale]
[engine revving]