'Smoking is injurious to health.'
'It causes cancer.'
'Smoking is injurious to health.'
'It causes cancer.'
'Nirbandhamer Jora Khun'
Give me... Give me a few customers. - Yeah, let's see.
Hey, move aside. brother Amol is here.
A cup of tea. - Yes, I'll just give.
Can you tell me where do these jerks turn up from?
And can you tell me,
when was the last time you saw this guy without a wrap?
I cannot recollect.
Brother Amol.
So, after this,
don't complain that we don't experience winter in Kolkata.
I have a feeling this fellow has a new girlfriend.
Huh! What nonsense!
Or yeah, maybe?
Listen... - There he comes.
Come, singer... Come.
So, what did you practice early in the morning today?
'Megh Malhar?' - Hey!
What do people like you understand of music?
We don't understand anything.
You have been pulling this man's leg since morning...
Do you know? Do you have any idea that this man is not very well?
There he comes... Brother Amol's guardian.
We should seek your blessings! - Here, take your tea.
And he is another one. - Look at him.
Yeah, yeah, I am coming.
'Have you seen his ways?' - Yeah.
'He has been sitting here since morning.'
I think, he has completely lost it.
'Yeah.'
'This is the reason why I don't feel like coming to this shop.'
Hey, I am taking a biscuit. - I just don't like it here.
We cannot even have tea and smoke a cigarette in the morning in peace.
So, what's up?
Hey! Brother Amol! Amol!
Never mind, I'll give him the change later.
'Nirban Dham'
Hello... Hmm.
I am reading your column.
It's well written.
No need to thank me.
You are perfectly aware that I am your greatest critic.
The sort of trash you were writing under pressure from your editor.
It wasn't worth reading.
No. Sir, has asked me to visit him today.
I don't know what's cooking.
Okay.
Bye, then.
Bye.
Mom.
Have you switched on the geyser?
Mom.
I am leaving. - Wait a minute.
Mom. I am leaving.
When will you be back?
Why do you ask me the same question every day?
I'll be late.
Travel safe.
May the Goddess Durga protect you.
May I come in sir?
Oh, Shivali. Come on in.
Sit down. - Thank you, sir.
I have a good news for you.
Good news?
A new case, sir?
You are so intelligent.
That's why I like you.
If I remember,
last time, you were the one who cracked the Bose Pukur case.
Am I right?
That lady had killed her husband,
and had hidden him in the overhead tank.
You had solved that case? - Hmm.
The local police were suspecting the elder brother and his wife.
A case that could be solved in a week,
they dragged it for two months.
Yes, sir.
I had a fight with Inspector Tarafdar.
He refused to cooperate with me.
I told him on day one that I suspect that lady.
This time, you won't have such problems.
Why, sir?
The case is from the Patuli Station.
Double murder.
Father and son.
There was no need to send anyone from Lal Bazaar.
They could probably have tackled the case,
at the local police station but...
But what, sir?
There is no OC at the police station at the moment.
OC Mrinmay Nag.
He is seriously ill. He hasn't come to work for a week.
We don't know when will he recover and join work.
The acting in charge SI Partha Dutta...
I don't really have any confidence in him.
I want you to lead the case.
And you will have all the liberty of the world.
Sure, sir.
And another thing.
The father...
He was the headmaster of the local school.
He was quite popular in his community.
In fact, I was a student there.
I can understand, sir.
Sir, when did the two murders take place?
In all likelihood, yesterday.
The neighbours came to the police station to report it today.
Okay, sir. I'll see you then.
You can call me whenever you feel the need.
I am always there for you. - Sure, sir.
All the best and solve the case.
Thank you.
Two murders at a time!
Move aside. Let madam go inside.
I will have to manage everything.
Move aside. - The OC is out of station.
Hey, I'll speak to you later, okay.
See you then, okay.
Okay. Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Good morning, madam.
Good morning.
SI Partha Dutta.
Patuli Station.
I was waiting for you.
Hmm. Senior citizen?
On top of that the ex-headmaster of this area.
He was quite popular.
Tridip, sir seems to have taken the case a bit too seriously.
Yes, I can see that.
Yes. Otherwise, why would he send an efficient homicide expert,
like you on a war footing to the crime scene?
Can you tell me what is your impression of the case?
What else? It looks like a case of theft, what else?
Are you sure?
Is something missing from the house?
I don't know about that, madam.
All the cupboards in the house are locked.
In that case, Mr Dutta...
I suggest you drop your theory of theft.
Okay, so this old man? How did he die?
He was also caught by the neck.
Maybe to either kill him or to scare him.
And since he was an old man,
and on top of that he had a pacemaker in his heart.
How do you know he had a pacemaker?
The doctor checked and informed me.
Okay, can I examine both the bodies?
You don't require permission, madam.
After all, you are leading the case.
However, madam, the forensic team is at work.
You can go in after they finish their work.
One more thing.
I don't really like flattery.
Let's go.
Is there someone outside? - No.
Complete.
Madam, we have finished our work.
Now, you can send the bodies for autopsy.
Okay. Just check the area outside.
Yeah, I'll check. Oh, yes...
You will receive the report after three days.
Okay, thank you.
The doctor was right.
The killers did not have to do much to kill Mr Tarak.
But there was a scuffle when they were trying to kill Amol.
But I believe that the initial attempt,
was not to commit murder.
It was an act of self-defence.
But later on, the killers decide they will have to finish everything.
As a result...
The injured persons were strangulated to death.
Ahem... Madam.
That Mr Tarak was attacked with an intention to kill...
That matter is not very clear yet.
You are?
Ahem... I am... - Madam.
He is SI Ajit Rai. - Yes, ma'am.
He will assist you in this case.
He will guard you.
Ajit. - Yes, sir.
If you can impress madam then you will get your Lal Bazaar posting.
Can you do it?
Of course, I can, sir.
It is not your duty to guard me.
I can take care of myself.
Yes, ma'am.
By the way. Good observation, officer.
Thank you, ma'am.
So, then the moot point is,
the killer or the killers did not come here with an intent to kill.
They had come here for a different reason.
But they left,
after committing two murders.
So, what do you think could be the motive of these murders?
Ma... Madam, the information I have till date, according to that,
besides this house Mr Tarak did not have any other property.
So the motive of the murder is not very clear.
What was Mr Amol's profession?
Ma'am, Mr Amol was employed in a small private firm.
We need to talk to the local residents.
By the way. The person who approached the police station first,
have you called them?
Yes, madam. I have already asked both of them to be present.
You can question them if you wish to. Should I call them?
Very smart. - Thank you, ma'am.
Where are they?
Ma'am they are outside.
Should I ask them to come in, now?
So, what are your names? - I am Adhir Sarkar.
I and Tarak would go for a morning walk every day.
Actually, today I got a bit late.
I am not sure of the time...
6:30 AM perhaps.
I called him from outside but...
I did not hear any response either from him or Amol.
I waited outside for about five minutes.
And then I thought, maybe both the father and son are asleep.
What is your name?
I am Rathin Talukdar, madam.
I made the call to the Patuli police station.
Why did you think of calling the police all of a sudden?
I mean... Actually, what happened was... Today in the morning...
Shankar the milkman was screaming and shouting, madam.
It was probably his pay day?
It seems Amol told him that he will clear all his pending payment today.
So I saw that Shankar was,
standing outside the house, shouting and ringing the bell.
But neither the Master nor Amol... No one was responding.
So, I was on my way back from the marketplace...
So, I also stood outside when I noticed the ruckus.
I was wondering what happened?
After ten-fifteen minutes had passed and no one was responding...
Then... I felt there was a need to approach the police.
Thank God, you called.
Thank you so much, Mr Rathin.
What are you saying, sir? I mean...
I am a resident of this locality. It is a part of my duty.
How many people, these days, understand their duty, mister.
So...
The victims, Mr Tarak and Mr Amol...
Were acquainted with them?
Oh, dear, won't I know them. Of course, I was acquainted.
I have lived in this neighbourhood for about nine years.
The master was a good man, madam.
I mean, he was never associated with anything untoward.
He would remain busy with prayer and meditation at home all day.
And, Mr Amol?
Amol had a very tragic life.
He was never a very smart boy.
And then his family broke up.
Family means?
Was Mr Amol married?
Yes. Yes, madam.
Ah... About five years ago Mr Tarak himself,
arranged his marriage.
We were invited to the reception party in this house.
What is his wife's name? - Priyanka.
She is that... I mean we see her on television at times, madam.
Why on television? What is her profession?
Yes... She is an actress.
In a Bangla mega serial... What is the name? Jhinuk...
'Jhinuk Khuje Pelam'
Actually, the thing is, my wife is
devoted to that Bangla mega serial.
Madam, in fact, even my family members don't miss that serial.
It is a very popular serial. I mean... You can call it a hit.
So, which character does she play?
Ahem... Actually, I don't really know.
Sir. I mean, madam.
Okay, I will... We will find out.
Now, tell me.
A marriage of five years...
Didn't they have any children?
Yes, of course. Their daughter, Sharmila. She is four years old.
We came to this Nirbandham for her rice-eating ceremony.
So, tell me something.
Why did Ms Priyanka leave this house?
Ahem... I mean... We don't know much about it, madam.
But, as things usually happen, madam.
I mean... It is like throwing pearls at a swine.
What I mean was Amol was not an achiever.
I mean, he could not establish himself at work and,
he did not earn much either.
But his sister... I mean...
His sister is very successful, madam.
She has managed her career and family with perfect finesse.
Just a minute.
Does Mr Tarak have a daughter?
Ahem... Ah... Actually, Mr Tarak had one son and a daughter.
His daughter Indrani, stays abroad, works there and is married.
Abroad means where?
Australia, In Sydney I think. Sydney. Sydney.
Interesting.
Okay, coming back to the point.
Were Ms Priyanka and Mr Amol divorced?
No, no, no, no. All that did not happen.
Actually, they would fight because of their daughter.
Mr Tarak would often tell me that he misses his granddaughter.
So, where Does Ms Priyanka live these days?
I will not be able to give you the exact address, madam.
However, I think,
she stays somewhere in Tollygunge.
I had gone there once as part of the wedding party.
They had rented an apartment.
However, I have heard that their family is not so well off.
My last question.
What was Mr Tarak's financial condition?
Not very good, madam.
Amol did not have a well-paying job.
And his salary was quite less.
And then I heard, he had started drinking.
Can you tell me how do you know so much?
Mr Tarak. Mr Tarak would often pour his heart out to me. That his,
son has gone astray. He has started drinking.
He wanted to demolish this house and become a promoter.
Off late he had a new friend, who, it seems was his partner in crime.
What is the name of this friend?
Ranajay Samata.
Madam, actually, I have seen him at Amol's house once in a while.
So, what does this friend look like?
Ahem... I mean...
He wears a cap...
He wears dark sun glasses...
He has a French cut beard...
And he has a grey coloured car.
I mean, he would drive into our neighbourhood in that grey car.
That, madam... Harihar's tea shop...
Some boys hang out there.
If you ask them, you will come to know everything, madam.
Whoever comes to this neighbourhood, they are the first ones to notice.
Thank you so much.
I am done with my questions.
You all may go now.
Ajit. - Yes, ma'am.
Note down their phone numbers and get them to sign the statement.
Sure, ma'am. - We will call you if required.
Yes. No, problem. No, problem. - Thank you.
Come. You all, please come along with me.
This way.
By now the forensics must have done their work.
Come on, Mr Dutta.
Let's check out Nirbandham properly.
Come on. - Let's go.
Sir. I found it lying there.
Okay.
Can I take a look at it? - Yes, ma'am.
Are you embarrassing us by asking for permission? madam?
Interesting.
Anti-depression pills.
Panic attack.
The things we just heard...
These prescriptions prove that,
Mr Amol was depressed.
We will have to talk to his doctor, Ajit.
To gather more information. - Sure.
What is the use of understanding the dead body's mental state, madam?
We have to find the living murderer.
Huh. Isn't that so?
I am telling you... This is a case of simple burglary.
They must have committed the murders in a fit.
How many murder cases have you solved till date?
Mr Dutta? - Means?
This means we have not seen the forensic report yet,
and you have already reached a conclusion?
Ajit, take a look.
I think this is Amol's phone.
Keep it carefully.
Let me see.
Ajit. - Yes, ma'am.
Take it to the cyber cell at Lal Bazaar.
Sure.
We must get an ethical hacker to unlock it.
Done, ma'am.
Come on, Let's take a look there.
Wait. Wait. Let them finish.
Didn't I tell you it is a case of theft?
They must have escaped via the back stairs.
Are you done? - Yes, sir.
Come on, let's go down.
Come on. - Hmm.
Not too many people will notice if someone comes out this way.
And it is easy to reach the main road from that side.
Who or whoever came here, knows the geography very well.
Yes, ma'am.
Come on, madam. Let's go to the police station now.
Please, grace our police station with your presence.
Sir, what I was saying is,
shouldn't we visit the local tea shop before leaving?
In case, we get some information on Ranajay Samanta.
Hmm. I have to go to the police station once. I have some work.
Okay.
Ajit, you stay with madam. - Sure, sir.
Let's go.
Madam.
I have asked the boy from the tea stall to come. He is coming.
But, one thing is clear.
The method of the murder indicates it is an amateurish work.
I don't think the killer has ever murdered anyone before.
Let me get the forensic report in hand.
We could not find the pieces of the idol. That means,
the killer took the pieces along with him.
It is possible that, it is the murder weapon.
Had that been the murder weapon,
then there was no need to strangulate, Ajit.
I think it was used to cause the wounds.
Let's get the DNA report in hand.
Yes, ma'am. - Let's see.
Hello, madam.
What is your name?
Harihar Sahu.
For how long have you been running this shop?
It's been about fifteen years, now.
Earlier my father used to run this shop.
So, you have been in this
neighbourhood for many years? - Yes.
Were you acquainted with the men of Nirbandham?
Have you heard the news?
Yes. I mean... I run a tea shop...
And won't I know about such a big incident in the neighbourhood?
Mr Amol was one of my regular customers.
He was a very good man, madam.
But all this happened all of a sudden.
So, when was the last time you saw Mr Amol?
He had tea at my stall yesterday morning.
Do you remember the time?
It must be around 9 AM.
I open the shop every day at 6 AM.
By the time I organise everything...
It is almost half an hour before I set shop.
And Mr Amol came to the shop around 9 AM.
Then he came and sat here. I gave him tea.
And as every day, the useless boys of our neighbourhood,
made fun of him and teased him.
Of course, Mr Amol did not respond to what they said.
He was mumbling to himself and shaking his head constantly.
Meaning? - Yes, madam.
He was mumbling to himself and shaking his head.
And then he suddenly got up and walked off in a hurry.
However, he had already paid for the tea.
I called out to him to return the change.
But he did not turn around and look. He just walked off.
So, had he ever done this before?
No, I have never seen him acting like this before.
But I think, of late, he was not right in the head.
How so?
What can I say? Be it winter, summer or monsoon,
he would always cover himself with a wrap.
And then his eyes would look a bit lost.
He would not shave his beard or moustache.
And that is why the boys in the neighbourhood would make fun of him.
So, when can we meet those boys from the neighbourhood?
They come to my shop in the morning and in the evening.
You will see them if you come at dusk.
Tell me something.
Did Mr Amol have a friend in the neighbourhood?
No. He wasn't very friendly with anyone in the neighbourhood.
Actually, ever since his wife left him,
the people around here were wary of their family.
Would anyone come to meet him from outside the neighbourhood?
Yes, a person would come in a car once in a while.
What is his name? Ranajay Samata?
I don't really know, madam.
Will you be able to recognise him, if you see him?
Yes, I will be able to recognise.
Can you describe his looks?
He had a long face and would always wear a cap.
He wore sunglasses and had a French cut beard.
Once, he had come to my shop also.
He treated the boys of the neighbourhood to tea and omelette,
free of cost.
He did not hang around here for too long after that.
The minute he saw Mr Amol coming,
he quickly got up and walked off.
Ajit. He is our man Friday.
Drop me off at the police station and go to Lal Bazaar.
We need to unlock Amol's mobile.
Submit it to the Lal Bazaar Cyber Cell.
They will take time.
So, eat something at the canteen.
Okay. - Let's go.
Yes, Ajit.
Has it been unlocked? Very good.
You come over as soon as you can.
Madam, why are you thinking so much. This is a regular thing.
One minute, huh.
Hello. - Hello.
Are you Mrs Priyanka Mitra?
Yes, I am.
This is Inspector Shivani Gupta, calling from Lal Bazaar.
Here. Your tea.
From Lal Bazaar?
Hey, I am leaving. - Yes, tell me.
I have bad news for you, madam.
Please, be strong.
Bad news? Tell me?
Today, your ex-husband Mr Amol and his father Mr Tarak,
were found dead in their home.
What are you saying?
Amol? Father?
Hmm. Amol Mitra. Tarak Mitra.
He... He is not my ex...
Amol is my husband. He is my daughter's father.
'Though we stay separately but...'
So that is why I could not connect with him on the phone.
We are extremely sorry for your loss, madam.
We believe that your husband and his father's deaths are unnatural.
So, along with the local police station,
the Lal Bazaar homicide department will also investigate the case.
What? What are you saying?
I can't understand a thing.
'You will have to come to the Patuli police station once.'
After the post-mortem, we will hand over both the bodies to you.
I just don't understand anything.
I... I am feeling very sick.
'I hope you can understand?'
I have a little daughter at home.
Today I... It's impossible. I cannot come to the police station.
'Is it okay, if I come tomorrow?'
Alright. You can come by 10 AM tomorrow.
Has someone informed Amol's sister?
No, we have not. But would you like to inform her?
No, no. I won't be able to inform her.
It is better if you inform her.
Fine. I will call her.
You come to the Patuli police station by 10 AM tomorrow.
Hmm.
Why on this route today?
Do the paths of the police and journalists,
always have to be separate?
Don't talk in riddles.
I am feeling very tired.
Just like the police, journalists can also smell crime.
Don't you know? - They can smell crime, my foot.
We work on the field,
and detect crime and you sit in air-conditioned rooms,
do the expert analysis.
Oh, that means we don't do any field work or research.
Is that what you are trying to say?
I am not trying to say, it. I am saying it.
I give up then.
By the way.
What brings you here? What's the matter?
I mean, is this the common sense you use for your journalism?
You are asking an officer from the Lal Bazaar homicide squad,
what is she doing on the field?
We have to keep a tab on what crime is happening in
which part of Kolkata.
That is not what I meant.
My question is why are you here?
Oh, I got it.
The twin murders at Nirbandham. Isn't it?
So, you planned this visit. Right?
That is what I have to do with you, madam.
My life is all about planning.
And per plan... I am still waiting.
Okay, tell me something.
This case doesn't fall under the jurisdiction of the Lal Bazaar.
It is a local case. Why have they involved you in it?
The OC of the local police station is on emergency leave.
So, sir has given me the responsibility.
Let's do one thing.
There is a new joint near the Science City.
Let's go there and have dinner.
Abhi. See the time.
I have to get up early, tomorrow.
Even I have to get up early.
What's the big deal?
Unlike you, we work in the field.
Besides, I have to think about the case.
Case!
All our life this case! This will always go on!
What about our case? You won't think about my case?
I am sure. - I am not feeling good.
Please.
What? - Okay.
Some other time.
Once you drop me, I hope you will go home?
Do I have any other place to go to? Obviously, I'll go home.
You are incorrigible. Aren't you?
My pleasure.
Okay, fine. Tomorrow.
But at home.
Fine. Whatever you say.
Tired? - Huh.
No.
Trying to join the bits and pieces.
Tridib called.
What do you think? - Interesting.
Two people have been murdered.
Mr Tarak and his son, Mr Amol.
Of what I could make out. It's not a pre-planned murder.
Apparently, there was no theft in the house.
The killer is not a professional.
The second murder was committed to cover up the first murder.
Any suspect?
Look, as far as relatives are concerned,
there are just two people.
Mr Tarak's daughter. She lives in Australia.
And Mr Amol's wife who has been living separately for a long time.
I need to check whether or not any outsider is involved.
So, what is your plan of action?
I will speak to the two of them, primarily.
What I could make out after talking to the neighbours that,
Mr Tarak did not have a lot of property. So,
whether this is a murder for revenge or not,
I will again, have to look into that.
Dad, a promoter used to visit their house.
This angle is intriguing me.
Go ahead.
Dad, you know me.
I will not leave any stone unturned.
I know.
Tridip has very high expectations from you.
Yes.
Those who have confidence about my capability at Lal Bazaar,
Tridib, sir, is one of them.
Dad, haven't you ever handled such a case during your career?
Not exactly, a similar case.
In the year of 1992.
I was posted at Taltola.
Will you please, keep quiet.
The girl has come home after an entire day's hard work.
And you have started!
Babli, it is quarter to ten.
I have asked the staff to prepare dinner.
You go and freshen up.
Okay.
I'll freshen up. We will, continue with the discussion
at the dining table. - Sure.
Take it. Come soon.
Uff!
Hello. Ajit.
Listen, tomorrow morning, first thing, go to Lal Bazaar.
Get an official letter. I will inform them.
After collecting the letter, the first thing you will do,
is go to the network service provider's office.
Take out the call records between Priyanka and Amol,
for the last two months.
Have you understood?
Right.
Goodnight.
Listen. I... I have to make many phone calls.
Don't do that.
There is no day or night for the police.
You please disconnect now, please. - Sister.
Please. - Coffee.
Thank you.
Listen, I will call you later.
I have to make quite a few calls. Bye.
Hmm. Bye.
Hey, okay, bye.
Hello.
'Is that Ms Indrani speaking?'
Yes.
I am Shivani Gupta.
What is the matter? I got a message on WhatsApp from you?
Actually, I sent you a WhatsApp as
I couldn't get through to you on a call.
There is a bad news.
What bad news?
Your father, Mr Tarak and your,
brother, Mr Amol were murdered last Wednesday.
What are you saying? I don't believe it! I...
I spoke to them last Sunday.
Ms Indrani. Please, calm down.
Why didn't you call me sooner?
Actually, your neighbours,
found out and informed the local police.
How? How did this happen? You?
Have you informed Priyanka. I mean my sister-in-law?
Hmm.
We informed her.
'Okay, Ms Indrani. Tell me something?'
Did your brother, Mr Amol have enemies?
'No, no, no.'
My brother was a peaceful and good man.
'He did a very simple job.'
He could not possibly have had any enemy.
And what about Mr Tarak?
Father. Father spent his entire life with the school and,
his students.
'No, father...'
No, no, no. Neither my father nor brother could have had an enemy...
Huh.
But.
But?
Some years ago,
'my mother said that a builder had come to our house.'
Nirbandham... I mean to promote our house.
'But my father refused to relent. Besides,'
my brother was also not willing.
There was a fight with my father and brother.
Can you tell me the name of the builder?
Name?
Name? I simply cannot remember the name.
However, if I remember I will inform you.
However, Amol had called me about a month back.
He said that he was in dire need of money.
He along with a friend,
'wanted to promote our house.'
Ranajay Samanta?
'Yes, yes. That is the name he mentioned.'
'He told me that,'
he spent all his money on his father's treatment
and the pacemaker.
And he couldn't manage the home with his meagre salary.
'Have you made up your mind?'
'That is what Priyanka also wants.'
'Then she will come back to me.'
'Actually, I cannot handle it any longer.'
'I hope you understand. The expenses are too much to bear.'
'After all, I have to think of Sharmi's future.'
'Has father given his consent?'
'I have told him.'
'He will come around.'
'I am waiting for the NOC.'
'What I am saying is, I will give you your share.'
'You are my only sister. I won't cheat you.'
'What are you saying Amol?'
'Have I ever asked you for anything?'
'Listen, I will be happy if you all are happy.'
'What I was saying is, why don't you think about it again?'
'I have thought about it. I have made up my mind.'
'Okay, so what sort of a man is this Ranajay?'
'I mean, I hope you won't get into any trouble later on?'
'Can you trust him? Don't forget one thing.'
'You have to take responsibility for father, Priyanka and Sharmi.'
'I know.'
'Listen, I will courier the papers to you. Okay?'
'Please, go through them and sign them.'
'And then courier them back to me, okay?'
'Alright.'
After that? - 'After that...'
The way I would call my father every week,
I continued with the practice but,
after a month, all of a sudden, father said that...
'Yeah, did Bubun ask you for a NOC?'
'Yes. Why?'
'Don't give it. Just don't give it!'
'Why? What's wrong?'
'Hey, that boy Ranajay. He is a scoundrel.'
'Bubun has started drinking in his company.'
'And now he also, drinks during the day.'
'What?'
'Amol is drinking during the day?'
'Why? Doesn't he go to work?'
'He goes to work on some days and doesn't on other days.'
'If I say something, he says I needn't worry about him.'
'I have told that fellow Ranajay several times,'
'that I will not break my house and build flats.'
'Despite that he keeps coming to my house!'
'The other day, he came here with a girl.'
'Listen... Listen, Tutul. I am telling you...'
'Don't give the NOC to Bubun.'
'He will come on the footpath and drag me down with himself!'
A month after that, Amol called and asked me that,
when will I send the NOC?
But I told him that I will not be able to give him the NOC.
But, yes...
If father tells me, I will willingly give the NOC.
That means three months ago you spoke about this issue,
for the last time.
Yes.
Okay, tell me something?
How was Mr Amol's relationship with Ms Priyanka?
'They had a love marriage.'
'Initially, everything was fine.'
Priyanka used to call me.
We used to have long conversations. But,
she had a regret that she could not pursue her acting.
And after that whenever Priyanka called,
all she would do was complain about my brother.
Not just my brother she blamed herself for this marriage.
I told Priyanka that, I want to send money for Sharmi but,
she refused to accept it.
'And then we stopped talking on the phone.'
We haven't spoken to each other for nearly six months.
I get all their news from Amol or my father.
Were you aware that Mr Amol was a patient of mental depression?
Yes, I knew.
Amol was always a bit absent-minded.
'I mean he would say something, and forget about it the next moment.'
In fact, I sort of forced him to see a psychiatrist.
Who? Joydeep Banerjee?
Yes, yes. He was a senior at school.
You can get in touch with him.
You will come to know a lot about my brother.
Thank you, Ms Indrani.
I am sorry for your loss.
I will get in touch with you, if required.
Yes, sure. Any time.
Oh, yes. I will try and come back to the country as soon as possible.
And I have just one request to you, please
try and arrest the culprit as soon as possible.
Thank you.
Mom.
Hey, did Abhishek say something to you?
Regarding what?
Oh, dear! As if you don't know?
You are quite old now.
What will he say?
He will do as I say.
Besides, I have already told him,
I have no time to get married.
Please, give me something to eat.
Oh, so you have told him already?
You did not even feel the need to consult your parents?
Did you see that?
What should I see?
She is right.
Hey, this is not like any other ordinary job.
It's a daring job.
And, I believe, she has a bright future ahead.
She has already done better than me.
And in the years to come, she might become the deputy commissioner.
I am counting on her.
Look, career has its own place,
but that doesn't mean she can't have a family.
And besides, everything has a proper time.
Exactly. That is what I am saying.
This is the time for me to build my career.
Marriage... Can wait.
I have told Abhi. Abhi will wait.
Do as you please. What can I say?
Since your father is encouraging you?
Look, Suprabha.
I don't see any difference between a boy and a girl.
The way I wanted to see Shanu grow,
I want to see Shinu in the same way.
That is not in my destiny.
He has left us forever.
Mom.
Why do you keep talking about Shanu?
Don't ask me to forget Shanu, Babli.
I won't be able to do that.
You are misunderstanding me, mom.
I am not asking you to forget about Shanu.
Look, Suprabha.
No one is asking you to forget Shanu.
Neither me nor Shinu... None of us wants to forget Shanu.
And can you forget just if you want to?
Pass me the omelette.
Mom, Shanu was a fighter.
Now, cheer up.
I have to go.
Smile.
Our initial observations were absolutely correct.
The time of the murder was between 10 AM and 11 Am.
The two bodies were lying in Nirbandham
for the entire day and all night.
There is a fingerprint on Mr Tarak's neck. That means,
the killer did not use gloves.
The fingerprint on Mr Tarak's neck and,
and the fingerprint on Mr Amol's neck is identical.
We found shoe prints on the back stairs.
The fingerprint on the backdoor of the house is of the same person.
And the fingerprint on the door latch is also of the same person.
That means the killer went out through the back door.
That means, your guess was correct, madam.
The blood stains on the pieces of the statue,
according to the DNA report they belong to Mr Amol.
In fact, Amol was hit on the back of his head with force
that resulted in blood loss.
Huh.
But there were no fingerprints on the broken pieces of the statue.
Yes, had we found the other half of the statue,
maybe we could have got something.
But, Mr Dutta, that won't impact our investigation much.
The killer has left ample traces.
I wanted to say something else.
Last night, I was checking Ms Priyanka's social media pages.
Did you find any clue, madam?
The lady has created a unique and glamorous image of herself.
Most of her posts are with her professional colleagues and friends.
That means she is desperate for glamour.
You are actually right.
But I noted a strange thing.
The lady did not want to keep any trace of her husband
or daughter on social media.
In fact, that she is married, is also kept under wraps.
She has used the surname Das instead of Mitra.
Actually, these upcoming actors,
are very self-obsessed.
Family to them is usually, secondary.
I have asked Ajit,
to fish out Mr Amol and Ms Priyanka's call list.
Let's see if we can find a clue.
One second.
Ajit. - Yes, ma'am.
The photocopy of the call list.
Oh, well.
Network service providers generally create a lot of issues
when the police ask them for call lists.
And you got it so soon?
Yes, ma'am. - Mr Dutta is right.
You are a smart fellow, huh.
No, actually, madam I met two of my friends at both places. That's why.
Friend or girlfriend?
It is quite convenient for bachelors like you, huh?
The things you say, madam.
You can call me Shivani di.
I like to work in a cordial ambience.
You guys are like my family.
Sure, ma'am.
Sorry. Shivani di.
Do you wish to do some acting?
Policemen are born actors, madam.
So, this is the time to show your talent.
Yes, ma'am.
Go through Priyanka's call list and investigate,
every single outgoing and incoming call.
Who are the people who called her?
What is Priyanka's relationship with them?
Whether professional or personal. I need the complete information.
Sure, ma'am.
I will treat you to 'biryani' if you can do this work.
I hope you eat 'biryani?'
Who doesn't eat 'biryani,' madam?
Good.
Oh. There is something I need to tell you.
Hmm. Tell me? - In Mr Amol's call list,
Hmm. - Besides Priyanka and his sister,
he received several calls from two unknown numbers.
But he did not receive those calls. - Okay.
Okay, call them.
Let me consult Mr Dutta on Mr Amol's call list. Okay.
Sure, ma'am. Oh, by the way, Shivani di.
I will report to you in a short while.
Okay. Do you have an extra SIM?
Don't worry, madam. I always have a spare SIM.
Good. In that case, get started.
Sure, ma'am. - All the best.
Thanks, ma'am.
I have asked Ajit to investigate the most dialled
and received numbers from Priyanka's call list.
But I have a few observations on Amol's call list.
Hmm.
Point number one.
During the last month, Ms Priyanka called Mr Amol, twice a day.
However, their relation was not so good and that is why,
she was compelled to leave the house.
So, what changed in the last two months?
That she felt the need to call him twice a day?
I think the matter is a bit fishy.
What had changed that she started calling him twice a day and,
within a month, both the father and son were murdered?
Hmm. Something is wrong.
If their relationship was so sour then,
what was the need to call Mr Amol twice a day?
And now Ms Priyanka is doing good work on television.
What is point number two, madam?
During the month before last, Mr Amol,
called Ms Priyanka twice to thrice in a day.
Each call lasted for about three to four minutes.
And some calls were only for about thirty seconds.
That means. Mr Amol,
was trying to get in touch with his daughter.
And Ms Priyanka would not allow it.
It will not do for us to forget one thing, Mr Dutta.
If Mr Amol dies then Priyanka becomes
the fifty per cent owner of Nirbandham.
Unless Mr Tarak made another will.
Hello.
Yes, madam. I am Sudip Shil.
From the Golden Orchid Resorts.
Can I speak to you for two minutes, madam?
No, I am busy now, Bye.
Madam, I will simply take two minutes of your time.
Okay, tell me.
Ah, madam may I know your name?
'Sumita Samajdhar.'
'Are you married?'
Yes? Why do you ask?
No, nothing much. In a random survey,
we have selected your number.
'So you and your male partner will get a special package.'
For two nights and three days.
For that, you just have to answer a few simple questions.
Okay, tell me.
'What is your profession, madam?'
I work as a hair stylist in the Bangla film and television industry.
Oh! Great.
I am great interest in these things.
As a child, I dreamt of becoming an actor.
Anyway.
So, now what project are you working on, madam?
As of now, on the Zed Entertainment channel,
is airing director Sajib Sen's mega serial,
called, 'Jhinuk khuje pelam.'
Oh? So isn't that the serial in which Ms Priyanka Das also acts?
Yes, yes. I do her hair dressing.
Great, this information is enough.
By the way, madam.
Then I will call you back in another day or two,
with the rest of the details.
Okay, may I say something?
'Yes, madam. Sure. Please, tell me.'
What I was saying is, since you were talking about a male partner.
Does that have to be my husband?
I got it, madam. You needn't worry. I will handle it.
So, see you then, madam. Have a good day.
Okay. Thank you.
Hello. - 'Sir'
'I am Rohit Roy from the TBI Bank.'
'Can I speak to you for two minutes, sir?'
No, you cannot.
I don't have an account with your bank.
That is the reason, I have called you sir.
If you could kindly tell me your name and profession.
Why should I?
Sir, this is a random survey, sir. I mean...
I just wanted to ask you a few questions.
'May I know your name, sir?'
I am Sajib Sen.
Are you the famous director, Sajib Sen?
Do you know who I am?
Sir, why are you embarrassing me?
Is there anyone in Bangla who doesn't know you?
Is that so?
So you watch soap operas?
Sir, I am a Bangla film and serial addict.
Great.
It was nice talking to you. I must go now. I have to work on a shot.
No, no, sir. If you could please, answer a few more questions.
Ah, I mean... if you could kindly give me your address?
Actually, sir, our bank would like to send you a special gift.
If our bank can get a client like you,
I suppose you understand, sir...
We will feel privileged, sir.
I mean... if you could give me your address.
No, forgive me. I will not be able to give you my address.
Hello.
I have my suspicions about this.
May I come in. madam? - Yeah, come in.
Sit down. - Yes, ma'am.
Ma'am, after investigating Mr Amol's wife's call list I found,
the maximum number of calls were from a hairstylist,
Samita Samajhdar...
And from the director, Sajib Sen.
And there is the third number that I could not track.
Sajib Sen? Director?
The actress- director angle?
It's too early to say, Mr Dutta.
so, did you call on that unknown number?
Yes, ma'am. But it is switched off and untraceable.
And someone by the name Tandra Acharya was contacted.
But she is out of station at the moment.
But the interesting thing is
she called Priyanka on the day of the murder.
But no one received that call.
Track her. - Yes, ma'am.
Give me something. I mean... Aadhar card. Pan card.
Get me something. Hey, this is your speciality.
It will be done, madam. Don't worry. - Do something.
Sir. - Yeah.
Ajit.
Ms Priyanka has sent a message. She won't be able to come.
We have to leave. She has sent us her address.
Okay, ma'am. - Let's go.
Hey, move aside.
Hey, sister. Can you tell me which one is Priyanka Das's home?
Go straight that way. That's the house
Which one? That one? - Yes, that one.
This one? - Yes, that is the house.
I was very young then.
I did not realise.
But I realised I made a mistake after I got married.
Amol's father was against,
the daughter-in-law of the house acting in a serial.
Initially, he did not say anything.
I was getting a lot of work then.
I was slowly beginning to progress.
I bagged the second lead in a serial.
And that is when the problem started.
One day Amol saw me hugging the hero of the serial.
'The condition of my skin is deteriorating'
'because of having to wear makeup all day.'
'Will it do to not rub some cream on?'
'Who is the target audience of the serials that you work in?'
'Why? Family.'
'Which family watches such serials?'
'What do you mean?'
'Can a decent family sit and watch such a serial together?'
'Means? What are you trying to say?'
'My father had warned me.'
'And I saw it for myself, today.'
'You act the part of a lover quite well, huh?'
'What are you saying? I don't understand.'
'You don't understand or you don't want to understand?'
'Didn't you hug that man?'
'Yes, yes. But that is just acting!'
'And nowadays, that is what people watch.'
'What will a conservative man like you understand?'
'You are crossing your limits!'
'Don't forget that we have a good reputation in this neighbourhood.'
'May father lives here. Everyone knows my father and you...'
'Oh, dear! Nowadays, no one thinks about all this.'
'And what do you think? Because of your false go,'
'will I just give up on my career?'
'No! I will not be able to do that!'
'I will go and warm up the meal.'
'To hell with you. - You!'
I spoke to him and managed to calm him down.
But with the passage of days,
there was a change in him.
He would lose his temper at random.
He would throw food...
He would throw the television remote.
and then, Sharmi came into our life.
In those days I would come home late in the night.
Not like now.
10 PM means, pack-up.
One day...
'Now, you will have to take a decision.'
'You will not be able to manage like this.'
'You will have to choose between your family or your profession.'
'Acting is my passion. I will not be able to leave that.'
'And I told you this before we got married.'
'Why does my work bother you so much?'
'I manage everything despite my work schedule.'
'Can you give time to our daughter?'
'If the mother behaves loosely, what will happen to the girl's future?'
'What? Are you pointing a finger at my character?'
'I am an artist. Do you understand the meaning of the word, artist?'
'I earn money because of my talent.'
'No one gives a single penny to look at my face.'
'Besides, don't you have any responsibility as a father?'
'Can't you spend some time with our daughter? Can't you teach her?'
'Lower your tone. Sharmi is sleeping in father's room.'
'And what do you need the money for?'
'It's not as if our family expenses are dependent on your earnings?'
'After managing the family expenses,'
'can you save any extra money?'
'Have you ever asked me,'
'whether I have any desires and hobbies?'
'I need the money to fulfil my dreams.'
'Have you ever bought me a present?'
'Have you ever given me some extra money and said,'
'take this and treat it as pocket money?'
'No. And that is why I need to earn money.'
'You tell me how much money do you need, I will give it to you.'
'You will give me money, indeed!'
'How much money do you contribute to the family anyway?'
'Our daughter is growing up. Her school fee.'
'We will require a lot of money.'
'How will we get the money?'
'Without father's pension and interest money,'
'that expensive cigarette that you smoke,'
'you wouldn't have been able to afford that either!'
'Priyanka!'
'And that caused a crack in my career.'
Why did you leave the house?
My father-in-law had a heart condition.
We exhausted all our money to get him a pacemaker.
On top of that all the expenses.
My daughter is growing up.
I have to think about her expenses as well.
His sister offered to send money.
But my father-in-law did not agree.
He did not want to take money from his son-in-law.
Amol's sister had said that,
she will give money, if Amol wants to start a business.
But father did not give his consent to that either.
'No, my dear. I will not accept money from my son-in-law'
'I cannot do that. No.'
'What are you saying, huh?'
'As a father, can I take the money that my daughter earns?'
'I will manage everything. You needn't worry.'
'No, no. You don't have to give him any money.'
'He will fend for himself.'
'And you know him well. Does he have any business acumen?'
'Okay, bye. Stay blessed.'
'Priyanka, Tutul just called.'
'They wanted to offer financial help'
'after coming to know of my condition.'
'But I did not agree.'
'They wanted to lend money to Bubun so that he can start a business.'
'But I refused that as well.'
'It is not ethical to take money from my son-in-law.'
'What? Did I not take the right decision?'
'I feel, it is better if we accept the money, father.'
'If he wants to start a business?'
'No, no, it is a question of money.'
'If I cannot return the money later,'
'I will lose respect in front of my son-in-law.'
'His salary is very less.'
'How on earth will we manage? Our daughter is growing up.'
'Her school expenses. Let me take up acting, father.'
'Priyanka, please don't come to me with this request again.'
'I may not have a lot of money, but as an educator,'
'I have earned respect in this neighbourhood.'
'Let me live with that respect, please.'
'Did you come here to say something to me?'
'Yes. Basanti said she cannot,'
'manage any longer. She is asking for a pay hike.'
'And besides, she gets more money in Nandit's house.'
I tried hard to adjust.
So...
What was your relationship like, with Amol's sister?
Good.
His sister doesn't have children.
She cared a lot for her brother and his daughter.
She would always send money on birthdays and festivals.
Even for me.
And now?
Now, I don't keep any relation with her.
I have no relation with her brother...
We have heard that with a promoter by the name Ranajay Samanta,
Mr Amol was... To promote your house...
Had spoken to him.
Do you know anything about this matter?
Did you know Ranajay Samanta?
Yes.
He used to come to that house with Amol, before I left that house.
I have met him once or twice.
I did tell Amol,
to promote the house.
We will benefit if we move to a flat.
But my father-in-law did not give his consent.
And everything came to a standstill.
I have heard Amol say that.
Okay. Do you think Mr Amol or Mr Tarak have any enemies?
Who will bother to make enemies with someone like Amol?
I never got along with my father-in-law.
But that he can have an enemy.
I don't really, think so.
Were you in touch with Mr Amol or Mr Tarak, after you left that house?
I did go to that house once or twice.
To collect some of my things.
And even then, I would try to reason with Amol.
Promote the house. Try your hand at business.
Then I will consider coming back to the house.
And what about Mr Amol?
Amol would call me every day.
Almost three to four times in a day.
Whether I am at work, in a shoot,
he knew. Yet he would call. He would disturb me.
He would ask to speak to our daughter.
He would tell our daughter to come back home.
My daughter started throwing tantrums.
She would act stubborn. She wouldn't eat.
I always got the scrappy end of the stick.
So, I did not want her to speak to him too often.
I will bring up my daughter in my own way.
What do you think?
Who or who all may have committed this murder?
He was a good boy.
And Mr Tarak was a dignified man.
We did not want our daughter to leave that house.
Both of us would ask her to go back to her house.
But she is stubborn. She wants to act!
Father, please.
Did Mr Tarak have a will?
Yes, he did.
He did not have a lot of money.
Except that house.
On whose name? Mr Amol?
No. - Then?
In my sister-in-law's name.
Didn't Mr Amol say anything to his father?
By then I had already left Nirbandham.
Amol called and told me all this.
I asked him.
What did he say?
He said that his father doesn't trust him.
Didn't you try and reason with Mr Amol?
He has a wife. He has a daughter.
Despite that, how could his father take such a decision?
Yes, I did tell him.
I also said that.
What if your father turns you out of the house?
Where will you go?
Then he said, his father would not do that.
And he will also speak to his sister.
Didn't you say anything to Mr Tarak?
Me? What could I have said?
I have left that house.
I have no right on that house.
Whether the matter about the will is true?
We will know if we call Indrani.
Priyanka doesn't benefit in any way from their deaths.
In fact, she would have benefited had they lived.
If she could reason with Mr Tarak,
if she could get the property on Mr Amol or Sharmila's name,
things would look up.
Exactly.
However, a woman like Priyanka
that Mr Tarak did not give his property to her husband,
will she just accept the decision so easily. I have my doubts.
Tell me.
Okay, we are on our way.
Shivani di. - Hmm?
Khujo just called. The local boys are at the tea stall.
We will have to go to Harihar's tea stall once.
Let's go, then.
Spit it out now. What do you know?
Madam, we don't know anything.
Listen, there is nothing to fear.
We need information on Mr Amol and Mr Tarak for our investigation.
I am sure you understand.
Ma'am, we are telling you the truth.
We don't know anything.
Hey, stop play-acting and cooperate with the police.
You are the ones who will benefit.
Tell me, what do you want to know?
Hey, you all will talk and we will listen.
Were you acquainted with Mr Amol?
He lived in this neighbourhood madam.
He had a few screws loose...
What do you mean by that?
Was he crazy or something?
Yes, madam... in a way he was sort of crazy.
He would walk around with a wrap even during the monsoons.
Is it? Interesting.
Did he always do that?
No. I mean.
He had been like this for the past few years.
So, how was he before that?
He kept to himself.
Home to work. Office to home.
And then his wife left him.
Ever since he started acting a bit strange.
Was he not friendly with you?
No. - He did not talk to me much.
Didn't he have other friends. - Off late,
he had be-friended someone.
I mean, no one from this neighbourhood.
But he comes here occasionally. - Where did he visit?
To the Nirbandham.
Don't anyone of you know that person?
No madam. As I said, he is not from our neighbourhood.
So, that's why?
Yes, as far as I have heard, the man is a promoter.
Actually, maybe he was interested in Nirbandham.
And that's probably why that man came after Amol.
How did you find out all that information?
Ah...
[Indistinct chatter]
'What's up with you all? How are you?'
'Do we know you?'
'I am not anyone special.'
'I travel a lot for my work.'
'Is he a promoter?'
'Oh, aren't you Amol's friend?'
'Yeah, I guess.'
'So would you all like to have some tea?'
'Brother, please prepare double-egg omelettes and tea for everyone.'
'Yes, of course. Just wait.'
'What is your profession, mister?'
'I break and make things.'
'I break old things and build new ones.'
'So what brings you to this neighbourhood?'
'I am interested in promoting your Nirbandham.'
'What are you saying, brother?'
'Have you been able to get the Master's consent?'
'That is the obstacle, mister.'
'The son has come around but,'
'I am not being able to get through to the father.'
'Do you know them?'
'Yes, after all, we live in the same neighbourhood.'
'We meet each other at the marketplace, once in a while.'
'Now, look.'
'Why don't you help me then?'
'Don't worry, I will give you good commission.'
'No, I mean, the matter is I run a supply business.'
'After you demolish the house, keep me in mind.'
'Of course, I will, brother.'
'So it's a deal then. - Yes.'
'I will handle Amol,'
'and you please, manage the owner of the house.'
'Sure. - I will be very grateful to you.'
'No, no, no, what are you saying - Mister?'
'Rathin Talukdar.'
'One second. I'll just give you my card.'
'I mean... at times the issue is...'
'Sorry, I soiled it.'
'Thank you. Myself, Ranajay Samanta.'
'Okay, brother. I'll take your leave.'
'Keep the money, brother.'
'Mr Amol.'
'I wanted to talk to you. - Yes, of course.'
'Can we go in? - Yes.'
But we cannot say whether or not, he met Mr Rathin after that?
When was the last time you saw that man?
Ah... We saw him a day before the police came here.
I mean, Here... He had parked the car at Nirbandham.
He drove past us. We were sitting here that day.
Fine.
We will leave today.
Ask Rathin Talukdar to come to the Patuli station
and meet me tomorrow morning.
Okay?
And if he doesn't want to come, we will adopt a different path.
Tell him. - Okay, madam.
You have been struck by such a big tragedy.
And you also have a daughter?
How do you think your future will pan out?
Look, in a woman's life, her husband is a huge support.
And why just for the woman, for her child as well.
But I am not the first woman in the world,
who has been struck by such a big tragedy?
No one can ever make up for the loss.
But I have to survive,
for my daughter's sake.
In such a situation,
you will probably need some time before you can face the camera?
No. I have managed that.
The likes of us cannot wallow in self-pity for too long.
'Besides, as an actress, I also have some responsibility.'
'Towards my viewers.'
'Towards my employers...'
A very smart girl.
A modern girl. She is very professional.
She knows how to keep her nerve steady.
I have a feeling... Ninety-nine per cent that...
This girl is the killer.
Hmm. Only seasoned criminals display such controlled emotions.
She did not say a single thing that was out of place.
Okay, those numbers you got.
Couldn't you get any information from those?
We are investigating those numbers.
One number is switched off.
I am getting a call list for that number. Let's see.
And that... What is her name, Priyanka?
Didn't you get any information from Priyanka's house?
Nothing substantial.
However, Mr Tarak had made a will,
in his daughter's favour.
The matter is getting twisted. Isn't it.
The more twisted it gets, the fun to solve it is more.
That's like my girl.
By the way.
If you need help? You can ask me.
No, I have Ajit to assist me at work.
so, I don't require a second assistant.
Really? - So,
once you are finished with your banter,
can I please serve the dinner?
Yes, mother-in-law. I am famished.
Oh, my dear! Let's see. Let's see, what's that?
What's is in the menu?
Mutton gravy.
Madam, come over.
I am eating. - Serve the rice quickly.
No, I mean... I did give you my number the other day.
So, what was the need to call me here like this?
We have called you because the need has arisen.
No, I mean... I told you everything the other day.
I have nothing new to add to what I have already said.
Is it? Have you told us everything?
Did you tell us that you know Ranajay Samanta?
Look, madam. I am a supplier.
I know many such promoters.
I may have met Ranajay Samanta.
Just a random acquaintance or
did you agree on a deal concerning Nirbandham?
Ah... Look here, madam...
Now, you are crossing your limits. Okay.
You are asking me to come here again and again. I am feeling harassed!
I know the local MLA well.
Don't you know, how to talk to a police inspector?
If you throw tantrums I will just send you to Lal Bazaar!
Are you using an MLA's name to threaten me?
No MLA will come here to rescue you!
This is my last warning to you.
Drink the water. Drink the water.
Whatever you know about Ranajay Samanta, just spit it out.
Otherwise, do you know where you will spend the night?
In the lock-up. Promise.
I mean... He had given me a number.
I am telling you the truth, madam.
But I haven't called on that number yet.
I did try and speak to the Master.
But the Master refused to relent. I mean, he did not heed my words.
That's it. I don't know anything beyond that, madam.
That is all...
That is all I know, madam. I am telling you the truth, madam.
I don't know anything else, madam. - Look, look, look.
Which one of these numbers belongs to Ranajay Samanta?
Take a look. - Just a second.
Madam. This is the one.
Will, you recognise the man, if you see him?
Yes, madam. Of course, I can.
Ajit. - Yes, ma'am.
That photocopy of Ranajay Samanta's,
Aadhar card. Can you please, get it.
This one?
Ajit. - Yes, ma'am.
Inform the artist.
Take him with you. We have to make a sketch.
The sketch is to reach all the police stations
by tomorrow morning. Okay?
Is it clear? - Will be done, ma'am.
Sure.
Go!
Hey, come on!
Come this way? Do you want to stay here?
No, tell me?
Yeah, tell me? Whom do you want?
Call Ranajay Samanta.
He is not a home? - Where can I meet him?
You will find him on the shooting floor of, 'Jhinuk khuje pelam.'
[Indistinct chatter]
'Jhinuk Khuje Pelam'
'Action!'
Hey, can you tell us where is Ranajay Samanta?
Go that way.
Which way? - There. Go that way.
Hey, wait up!
Are you Ranajay Samanta?
Yes, why? Tell me? - Is your house on Rossa Road?
Yes, but who are you? - Let's see. Give me your phone.
What do you mean I should give you my phone? Who are you?
Lal Bazaar. Stop talking nonsense and give us your phone.
Sister, I haven't done anything. - Just give me your phone.
Give me your phone.
I serve food here, sister.
That...
Listen, come to the police station whenever we call you.
And don't mention to anyone about today.
Okay?
Go. One minute.
Does Ms Priyanka act in your serial?
Yes, yes. She works here.
Where is she at the moment?
Now, they have a break... She must be in the make-up room.
Where is the make-up room?
There... You come with me.
Shivani di.
The direction this investigation is moving in,
I think we should call Priyanka to the station for questioning.
We will have to question her, Ajit.
But we must have all our cards in place, first.
Remember, this girl Priyanka is very clever.
She has been constantly acting.
Both, in front of the camera and behind the camera.
The way she is acting in front of everyone as if,
there was no other man but Amol in her life.
However, just look at the shooting floor.
The case is completely different.
Yes, but we cannot accuse her of murder based on this.
And the case of adultery may not even stand.
Do you know, according to her call list,
she received a missed call from the fake Ranajay Samanta.
And the call was disconnected immediately.
That is what has got me thinking, Ajit.
What is Priyanka's relationship with the fake Ranajay Samanta?
And why did she receive the missed call?
Sister, I think we should pose these questions to Priyanka.
But we haven't questioned her about this yet.
I did not do it on purpose, Ajit.
This information is our only trump card.
This is the sole clue that connects Priyanka with the murder.
We need to be very careful.
But Shivani di, we still need answers to many questions.
So, who is walking around disguised as fake Ranajay Samanta?
And what is his relationship with this Priyanka?
And what is her exact equation with director, Sajib Sen?
And now, Tandra Acharya is abroad.
I don't see any other way but to wait for her to return.
Okay, the bodies have been cremated? Right?
So, there is no need to offer condolences.
Come on, let's ask Priyanka to come here once.
What are you insinuating?
I have murdered my husband?
I am saying that you have covered up the truth.
Do you mean, I am telling lies?
The opposite of the truth is lies, Mrs Mitra.
And, can you disagree,
that you have been having an affair for the past few years?
Affair?
What are you saying?
We have ample proof, Mrs Mitra.
You will not be able to prove anything.
Do not challenge the police, Mrs Mitra.
No. I mean... I am trying to say that...
The person whose death you are investigating,
how much do you know about that man?
If We don't know, why don't you tell us?
Why would I want to tell you?
You are conducting the investigation.
Find out for yourself.
By speaking
if you can deflect the needle of suspicion towards someone else,
then the sensible thing to do is talk, Mrs Mitra.
Look. I did not have an affair.
Amol was having an affair, with a colleague at work.
With whom?
Tandra Acharya.
If... If you see his phone, you will figure it out.
Thank you for coming here, Ms Acharya.
Tell me, why did you want to see me?
I am handling the Nirbandham case, from Lal Bazaar.
I have a few questions.
Questions?
Okay. Tell me?
Mr Amol was your friend?
Was he just a friend or... I mean...
Just a friend from Mr Amol's side.
And what about you?
I was in love with Amol.
Didn't you ever confess your feelings to him?
What was his reaction?
He refused.
Why?
Because to marry me, he would have to divorce Priyanka.
And Mr Amol was scared of that.
What sort of fear?
The fear of losing Sharmila.
Actually, Amol loved Sharmila.
So, didn't you ever pressurise him?
No. I did not pressurise him.
These things cannot be done by putting pressure.
You are right.
Pressurising can never work.
So, did Mr Amol have an enemy?
Enemy?
By enemy? What are you trying to say?
I mean, did Mr Amol ever say something to you,
that you may have felt someone wants to harm him?
No exactly, that but...
'What happened, Amol?'
'Tell me.'
'I just cannot tolerate this Ranajay. I don't like him.'
'I don't know what to do. I am at a loss.'
'Ranajay who?'
'Oh, I didn't tell you.'
'Ranajay Samanta. He is a promoter.'
'I met him about three months back.'
'He is after my life.'
'He wants to demolish our house to build flats.'
'Are you okay with it?'
'No, I haven't agreed. I have asked for time to think.'
'But then... - But then?'
'Look, you know, I have a financial crunch.'
'I desperately need some money.'
'So the minute I told him, he gave me one lakh rupees.'
'But now, he wants me to pay him back.'
'He is saying either pay up or give me your house.'
'I don't know what to do.'
'I cannot tell father. My father...'
'My father disliked the man from day one.'
'I think I will have to call my sister.'
'I cannot think of any other way out.'
What happened after that?
After that, one day Amol got a pink slip at work.
And he lost his job.
Amol was not the same after that.
He would not pick my calls. He did not respond to my messages.
I think he had blocked me.
Do you know the reason?
No. - Listen, Ms Acharya.
Mr Amol's wife, Ms Priyanka told us,
that you were having an affair with Mr Amol.
That is a complete lie, officer.
However, the opposite is true.
What is that?
Priyanka was in another relationship.
And Amol came to know about it.
With whom?
I don't know. - Can you guess?
No, officer. I don't know anything about this.
Amol just mentioned it to me once.
And that is what I am telling you.
Thank you.
I hope you will stay back tonight?
No.
I will cook pasta.
I have single malt.
No.
Don't be so unromantic.
You don't have to run after criminals, as we do.
How would you know?
Hey, listen. You do just three things.
Either property or love triangle,
or that... fake identity. That's it!
What did you say?
Property.
I mean land, home, this and that.
Otherwise, a love triangle, that you see in movies or read in books.
And the third is fake identity. You are thinking something,
about a person... But this person is not that person!
It is probably someone else and is using someone else's identity.
That's it!
That is what you do all day.
So the man, Ranajay Samanta, actually, doesn't exist.
He was created to serve a purpose.
There is case by Sherlock Holmes..
A case of identity.
A girl's step father,
out of greed for her money,
conspires with his wife,
disguised as the girl's lover,
finds out everything from the girl.
That if something happens to him,
the girl should never get married.
Because the step father was aware that,
if ever the girl gets married,
then he will not get a penny from her wealth.
Now, the question is,
who is our man?
So you won't stay back tonight? Huh?
Amol had come here about six months back.
I did not think the case was that critical then.
but after two sessions,
I felt that it is not as easy as I thought.
Why? What was the problem?
See, officer.
The conversations we have with our patients,
we treat that as confidential information.
But, not to worry.
We will treat this case as an exception.
Because Amol is no more.
And it is our duty to help the police.
Thank you, doctor.
Joydeep, I want to know,
what mental problem did Amol have?
Look, Indrani you already know.
I mean, you know quite a bit.
He was facing a mental setback since childhood.
In simple words a feeling of inferiority.
And that gave birth to acute depression.
Of course, to a certain extent, your father is to blame for that.
He always compared Amol with you.
Your success. Your brilliance.
Your attitude.
Your personality... Everything about you,
would haunt him, every minute.
And so he could never develop his personality.
I think, maybe he went into a trance.
How many times did I forbid father...
But father did all this unconsciously.
I thought if I go abroad,
then maybe they will work out their differences.
But now I see, the exact opposite happened.
The mental distance between them seems to have increased.
And marrying Priyanka against father's will was
another big reason.
On the one hand, his father and his wife on the other.
The poor thing got squashed between the two.
Please, tell me something.
Was Ms Priyanka's professional life,
a very important factor, here?
Because according to Ms Priyanka's statement,
Mr Amol would unnecessarily suspect Ms Priyanka?
Isn't that obvious?
First, his sister and then his wife.
All the women around him,
were more successful than he was.
So, naturally the matter disturbed him at all times.
Okay. Did he ever mention anyone by the name Tandra Acharya?
Yes, he did.
Did he have an affair with her?
No, no, no. Not really.
Nothing of the sort.
Actually, after Priyanka, he could not think of any other woman.
In fact, the child Sharmi...
He really loved her.
So, for Sharmi's sake,
if he could bring his family together again...
He was trying very hard for that.
And Priyanka would not allow brother to get in touch with Sharmi.
I tried to reason with her on many occasions.
During the last few months, she stopped taking my calls.
Yeah, I know.
That's most unfortunate.
Did he ever mention anyone by the name, Ranajay Samanta?
Hmm.
I was just about to tell you that name.
Actually, the mental trauma Amol was going through,
this Ranajay Samanta was responsible for that to some extent.
I think there is something,
because of which he wanted to avoid this Ranajay Samanta.
But then he was not being able to do so.
In fact, the relationship with his father,
was deteriorating,
Ranajay Samanta was responsible for that to a great extent.
Yes.
Father told me about that fellow quite a few times.
That man had an evil eye on our house.
Officer.
I think you should find out more about the Ranajay Samanta matter.
Because I think he is the missing link in this case.
Thank you.
I never thought that you will be able to rush back to Kolkata.
We got an appointment with the doctor.
Shivani.
Please arrest the person who killed my father and brother soon.
I wish to see the killer arrested while I am still, in the country.
I will try my level best.
I also had a brother in the same age group.
We used to fight and argue a lot.
And today...
Do you know?
Even I am thinking of the old times.
There were times I used to be very happy,
when our relatives would say that I'm better than him.
As a woman, I would feel very proud.
My father would always humiliate him.
There isn't anything we can do now.
However, all I can say is,
Amol's murderer will not be able to escape the legal system.
Thank you.
Okay, the will that your father made,
that...
I always wanted and still wish that Sharmi should get everything.
But she is a minor girl.
So, I have decided,
I will look after the inheritance till she comes of age.
Because, if I transfer it on her name at this moment,
Priyanka might?
And what do you want?
I want her to be a good human being.
When she is an adult, I would like to hand it over to her.
You told me on that phone that,
a builder had contacted your father.
To promote your house.
But your father did not consent to it.
They had some argument.
Do you remember his name?
Yes... Actually, I had thought of telling you.
His name is some Sadanand Bajoria.
He is very influential.
And he has a lot of political connections as well.
Thank you so much.
My pleasure. So, what do you think?
Was there a business interest
that led to my father and brother's murder?
We have to investigate all the angles.
We could not investigate this angle as I did not know this name.
Please hurry up, Mr Bajoria.
Does it take that long
for a businessman like you to recollect a three-year-old incident?
I think he can't remember by sitting here,
maybe if we take him to Lal Bazaar. - Hey! No, no.
I remember. I remember.
Actually, you mentioned the name of the house...
And we see such houses every day.
Is it possible to remember everything?
Now, look... The issue is so simple.
Now tell me. What did you say to Mr Tarak about promoting Nirbandham?
Ah, huh, madam. Please, don't say promoting.
The term has a weird ring to it.
I call myself a developer.
All the same. Now, tell us.
What else could we have spoken about?
We discussed what a landlord and developer usually talk of.
But, he was against it from the beginning.
But I suggested, he should talk to his son once.
I went again.
But his son also said that he is not interested.
So, I did not stretch the conversation.
You did not stretch the conversation?
We heard that you and Mr Tarak argued?
Madam, if someone says impolite things to you on your face,
won't you feel bad?
Hey! he called me an eagle! A vulture!
Do I look like a vulture?
Mr Tarak was an educator. He used this language for you?
Yes.
Who told you about Nirbandham for the first time?
A local man had approached me.
He supplies building materials.
Rathin Talukdar?
Rathin? Yes, I suppose.
But why are you questioning me about a three-year-old incident?
Hey, two other people had also approached for that house.
Two people? - Yes.
Who were they?
Their daughter-in-law and another...
he must be a small time promoter.
Now, look... I also used the term, promoter.
Priyanka Mitra and Ranajay Samanta?
Hmm.
When?
About a year ago.
You don't seem to be sure of anything.
Please, exert your memory.
Tell me, what had happened?
I told them about the two-year-old incident.
But madam said, she will manage it.
And she also said that she is in dire need of money.
She wanted to give the money to someone to produce a film...
And she would act as the heroine in the movie.
Her husband has a sister who lives abroad.
So, I told them that we will need her NOC.
And I told her to get her father-in-law to agree,
or who will I sign the agreement with?
And after that?
After that, we spoke on the phone.
I called Mr Ranajay a month or so back.
So what he said... that Mrs Mitra's father-in-law,
as willed the house in her husband's sister's name.
And he asked for more time.
So, I said whatever you do, just hurry up.
Otherwise, I will speak to her husband's sister...
And then they will not get anything.
Do you have Ranajay Samanta's number?
Number? Yeah, I'll just check, madam.
Here, I have it, madam. - Please, call him.
Should I call? - Yes, do it.
It is switched off.
Switched off.
Please, call on this number.
973...
What should I say, madam? - I'll tell you what to say.
Abhi you have already spoken to my mother.
No.
No, I will get late.
I'll be late. See you, now.
Please.
- Okay.
Speak later.
No. I told you, I'll be late.
I'll call you later. - Good evening, madam.
I'll call you later.
Any news?
Yes.
Speak up. - Yes, sir.
That... The other day I was outside the make-up room.
'If you break down like this, how will you work?'
'You have to be strong.'
'I cannot take it any longer, Sajib,'
'What will happen now?'
'Nothing will happen.'
'Trust me, everything will fall in place.'
'Look at me.'
'Look here...'
'As long as I am here, I will not allow any harm to come to you.'
'I know Sajib... It's is because you are here that...'
'Nothing will happen everything will fall into place.'
What is the guarantee that what you are telling us, is true?
I am stuck for no fault of mine, sir.
And if I don't help you, you will trouble me. I know that.
Sister, I will do whatever I can. Trust me.
Just don't tell anyone. Because this is my livelihood.
I won't get work if this gets out.
Don't worry.
We will not throw you under the bus.
But you must be very careful after today.
Voter card, pan card, Aadhar card... These are important documents.
Do you see what happens if you lose these?
Go. Go home.
Thank you. Thank you, madam.
Whatever Ranajay just said,
we cannot use it to charge Priyanka?
Firstly, his statement is verbal.
It will not stand in the court.
Secondly, even if Priyanka and Sajib's conversation was emotional,
there is no mention of murder.
You are right, Ajit.
But one thing is for sure that Sajib Sen and Priyanka,
both are in a relationship. - Hmm.
And I think, it has been going on for quite some time.
That means Priyanka had no intention to come back to Nirbandham.
Then why would she call Amol twice a day?
To ask for a divorce?
Quite possible.
No.
Just after the crime, a call from fake Ranajay,
on Priyanka's mobile.
And Priyanka and Ranajay's visit to Sadanand Bajoria's office...
Indicates at one single direction only.
Didn't you get it?
Nirbandham.
So, should we visit Sajib Sen?
You must have read in the newspaper?
Last Wednesday, there were two murders at a house in South Kolkata.
I am leading the case from Lal Bazaar.
How can I help you in this matter?
I have a few simple questions?
I mean... If we get the answers, it will be a huge help.
Alright. Though, I don't have much time in hand,
I have to be on the floor in another ten minutes.
So should I just come to the point?
How is Ms Priyanka's mental state after her husband's passing? I mean,
is she being able to focus on her work?
Definitely, there is some inconvenience.
After all. husband... Father-in-law...
Though we are all there for her... For mental support.
She is coping.
But as far as we know, she had,
sour relations with her late husband?
Mr Amol did not want Priyanka to pursue acting.
And that is why Priyanka left Nirbandham.
Great.
I see you know the name of the house?
Priyanka told me about it.
So, how are your relations?
What exactly are you trying to say?
What is it that I am trying to say? As a film-maker can you,
not understand? - Huh.
I could never make the film, madam.
Anyway. I am a director and Priyanka acts in my serial.
And beyond that we are friends. That's it.
Sure.
So, how is Priyanka as an actress?
She definitely has a spark.
If she gets a chance to act in a film, she can go a long way.
So, aren't you planning to make a film?
As of now, I do not have a producer in hand.
If ever I meet someone, I will think about it.
Last Wednesday at 10 AM...
Where were you?
My call time last Wednesday was,
around 11 AM.
So I left home at 10 AM.
You have a very good memory.
You remember what happened last Wednesday with perfect clarity.
Thank you.
Where do you stay?
My house is in North Kolkata. Phoria Pukur.
I see. Do you have a car?
No. I travel by metro.
Why?
Doesn't the production team send a car for you?
Yes, they can. But I have forbidden it.
I enjoy travelling via public transport.
I see new faces every day.
I think of new plots... New thoughts and ideas.
Fine.
We are done.
Thank you so much.
One minute. Madam.
I have a question? May I?
Of course. Tell me?
Are you suspecting Priyanka by any chance?
Why? Can we not?
Let me give you a small bit of information.
Priyanka was in the studio by 10:30 AM on last Wednesday.
And she started with her make-up by 10:55 Am
So, you are trying to say that Ms Priyanka has a strong alibi?
Priyanka getting a call from Ranajay Samanta,
immediately after the murder,
definitely indicates that there is some connection between the two.
But the relation could also be with Sajib Sen?
Maybe?
I checked Sajib Sen's feet during the interrogation.
His shoe size, definitely is number eight. And,
and per the forensic report, Ranajay Samanta's show size is also eight.
If only I could get his fingerprint?
One minute.
Script.
'I enjoy travelling via public transport.'
'I see new faces every day. I think of new plots...'
'New thoughts and ideas.'
If we send this to the forensics,
I am sure we will get his fingerprints.
It's been twenty-four hours and Bajoria hasn't called yet?
Will he give us more information?
Yes, he will. He will.
My hunch says, Priyanka will not come alone.
She will bring Ranajay with her.
And that is why she is taking time. - Fake Ranajay?
Right.
Indrani. Calm down.
Sit.
Huh!
Do you know, what I think?
That something like this may happen,
my father had already anticipated that.
And that is why he almost forcibly made the will in my favour.
But that did not work.
Why do you say, it did not work?
If Nirbandham is on your name, that means Sharmila's future is secure.
Isn't it?
I have made up my mind.
I will take Sharmi away with me.
If she stays in this environment,
she will never grow up to be a good human being.
You are probably right.
Yeah. Did he bite the bait?
I hope you remember what I told you?
Hey, what happened Rathin? When will he come?
He is a rich guy. See whether he comes?
Hell! - When will he come, indeed!
He has no value for time? - Huh!
Hey! Hey, Mr Ranajay.
Hey, come in Mrs Mitra. How are you?
Please, sit down. Sit down.
You did not tell us that there will be a third person at our meeting?
Hey, why should Rathin be a third person?
He is in our team.
What say, Mr Ranajay?
The other day you did a lot of sweet talk...
Convince the master?
I will pay you a commission... I will give you the material?
But you know what, I tried to talk to the Master.
But he did not want to understand.
So, I can't kill him the way you did... Isn't it?
Don't talk nonsense. - Hey!
I will pull your tongue out.
He is just a supplier! Control him, first!
Hey, hey, Mr Ranajay, wait.
Don't show me that attitude of yours, okay?
You know very well that I am politically connected.
The local MLA is a friend of mine.
The situation may not be good for you.
And yes, if you haven't committed the murder,
then why aren't you contactable on your phone, huh?
Hey, Rathin! Hey, hey! Keep your calm.
Sit. Sit. - Okay, ask him not to
overstep his bounds.
What is the point in losing your temper?
You all please, sit down. Sit. Sit.
Will you have some whisky?
No, no let's come to the point.
Hey, I need a small drink during these meetings.
One minute.
Here.
Hey, Rathin. Yeah. Hold it. Hold it. Hold it.
I am also in a hurry.
What about your producer friend? I don't see him?
Where is he? - Hey, he will come.
Why are you so formal, Mrs Mitra?
Since I have said you will be a heroine. You will be one.
Now, let's come to the point.
Look, Mrs Mitra,
your husband and father-in-law are no more.
Now the sooner this case is over,
the sooner we can start the work.
Hey, how will you begin? Tell me?
I told you that the will is in my husband's sister's favour.
Hey. You please, reason with her.
I will talk to her if need be.
After all, doesn't she need the money?
Try and convince her by talking about your daughter's future.
Let us talk about our share.
What is this, Mr Ranajay? You haven't even taken a sip?
Hey, have it. Have it. Come on.
Cheers!
There they are.
Sir.
You?
You fooled us a lot.
You are not just a great director, but a greater actor.
What's happening, Mr Bajoria? - Ah...
Actually, madam said that we have to catch the fish with the net.
You are under arrest, Mr Samanta.
Give it.
Here, madam.
We have recorded your entire conversation here.
Mr Bajoria and Mr Talukdar...
Both of them have identified you.
Meaning?
Means for the murder of Amol Mitra and Tarak Mitra,
we are placing you under arrest.
Mr Samanta... Oh!
Sorry!
Mr Ranajay Samanta or Sajib Sen?
Take it off.
Your false moustache and beard. You don't need it any longer.
Your fingerprint on your serial's script,
match with the fingerprints found in Nirmandham.
Mrs Mitra, enough of your acting.
I am sure you have nothing else to say?
Sir, believe me, I am not at fault here.
Ajit. Take him.
Yes, ma'am.
I have been making serials for years.
A lot of people who came after me, have made movies.
I went to many producers with my script but,
some did not like my script...
Others did not want to invest because I make serials...
I was frustrated about all this.
I have been acting in serials for years.
I started with small and insignificant roles.
I came up to a point where I became second lead.
I had a dream. I wanted to act as heroine in a movie.
But...
We have talked about this a lot.
And then...
One day, Priyanka told me...
'Did you have a fight with Amol again?'
'What then?'
'I am not happy. I hate everything.'
'For how long will I work in a serial?'
'Besides, I am getting older.'
'Will I ever get to be a heroine in a movie after some time?'
'And you are asking me this question?'
'Don't you know, how restless, I feel?'
'I could have risked everything, if I had some money in hand.'
'How much money do you need to make a movie?'
'A lot of money.'
'About eighty lakhs, if not more.'
'And then the funds for promotion, release...'
'What if I arrange fifty per cent of the finance?'
Priyanka told me, years ago, Sadanand Bajoria, a promoter...
Had offered to promote her father-in-law's house.
But Mr Tarak was not ready then.
In fact, Amol was also not very interested.
But now,
they may agree as their financial condition was not very good.
Priyanka wanted to call Bajoria but I stopped her.
I told her that,
she should not disclose her identity.
And I did not want to disclose my own identity either.
I use my production boy,
Ranajay's Aadhaar card's copy to buy a SIM.
I used it to call Mr Bajoria.
I fixed a meeting and went to his office in disguise.
I met Amol in the same disguise.
I went to their house but Mr Tarak refused to relent.
But I did not give up.
I maintained my friendship with Amol.
In fact, I loaned him one lakh rupees also.
To cajole Mr Tarak,
you trapped Amol. Right?
Either money or the house? Hmm.
The plan was actually mine.
After Amol lost his job I,
left that house.
And then every day... Everyday I would explain the same thing to him.
Talk to your father and get his consent.
Because we had no other way out.
Amol was already ready.
He spoke to his sister for the NOC.
Everything was going smoothly.
But then we came to know that,
Mr Tarak has given the house to his daughter in his will.
That was Mr Tarak's master-stroke.
What next?
After that,
I went to their house at her behest.
She told me to go and try again.
But the minute I entered their house, Mr Tarak lost his temper.
'Who has sent you here? Huh? Priyanka?'
'You are doing such things with the daughter-in-law of a decent family?'
'What is your relation with Priyanka? What is it?'
'What else? Amol is my friend.'
'I have told you many times that I will not give this house.'
'I will not give!'
'I don't want to hear anything that you have to say?'
'I am not interested.'
'Look, Mr Tarak, it will not do for you to say, you will not listen.'
'Amol has a right to this house.'
'Priyanka is his wife, so, she also has a right.'
'They have a daughter... She also has a future.'
'But you did not give them a single thought.'
'You willed your property to your daughter,'
'who is well-settled and you did not think of your son.'
'Who told you all this? Priyanka? Huh?'
'I will change my will...'
'After that... You... You...'
'This house will be on Bubun's name!'
'You will fool Bubun and,'
'demolish this house after my death and build flats!'
'And you and Priyanka will enjoy the money by selling those flats.'
'What do you think? Huh?'
'So who gave you this idea? Priyanka or,'
'is it your brainchild?'
'Huh? - Brother, Amol.'
'I have come to your house for some work.'
'Come soon, if you can.'
'Yes, yes, I am coming.'
'Okay, I am waiting for you.'
'Huh.'
'Look...'
'You are talking nonsense and acting unnecessarily stubborn.'
'Just give us the house...'
'Let me promote it. Your daughter will also get her share.'
'I don't know all this.'
'My daughter will do as she deems fit after my death.'
'Can I say something to you?'
'You are a very selfish man.'
'You don't care for your son and daughter-in-law's struggles.'
'You are obsessed with this Nirbandham!'
'Who are you to interfere in someone else's private matters?'
'You! You! - Quiet!'
'Father! Father! Father!'
'Leave him!'
'You! How dare you?'
'Father! Father! Father!'
'Father are you okay? Oh, father!'
'Father are you okay? Father!'
'Father, what happened? Father.'
'I had no other option.'
I get it.
However, I didn't understand one thing?
How come the front door of the house was locked from within?
And where did the murder weapon go?
While going out of the front door,
it struck me, that it may not bode well for me.
'First, I took off my false beard and put it in my pocket,'
'and I picked up my other things, my cap, glasses...'
'My phone was lying outside.'
'I latched the door from inside.'
'I took all my stuff and left through the back door.'
'I called my driver.'
'The car was parked in front of the house.'
'I made a mistake in stress by,'
'calling Priyanka from my fake SIM.'
'I told her to drive of with the car.'
I took the broken statute out on the road and crushed it to pieces.
Most people don't know the directors of television serials.
And you knew that.
So no one would recognise you.
But Mr Sajib, it is not possible to cover up a crime.
Shivani di. - Hmm.
You have another feather in your cap.
But of course, you deserve it.
Honestly.
All that happened is nothing less than a movie script.
If you have a good script writer...
This will turn into a crime thriller.
But, I am feeling bad for Sajib and Priyanka.
Really, desperation can drive people to do wrong things.
Look, a movie can never be greater than life.
True.
They should have thought of that.
Hello.
Where?
Okay. But?
Okay. I...
Okay. I am on my way.
I am coming.
Ajit. - Hmm?
Let's go. Quick.