(Subhendu) These three ruined my life.
(Ritwik) For the past 20 years,
he was living here as Adinath Bagchi.
He has a family here.
A wife and daughter.
You and Aunty come with me to Kolkata.
(Danish) WiChiTa.
You guys are ethical hackers, right?
Isn't he your father? His real name is Subhendu Mukherjee.
(doctor) In Adinath Bagchi's organs, which we received,
we found traces of poison in them.
-Poison. -(Subhendu) I will avenge them.
Good luck, soldier.
(Madho) Who is he? Is he new?
(Subhendu) Those who separated me from my family and my son
don't have too long to live.
(ignition switches on)
(gun fires)
(engine whirrs)
(engine whirrs, fails)
-(engine whirrs) -(screams)
(Balvinder in Punjabi) This Balvinder will now live his life
on his own terms.
Let go!
-Stay back. -(woman screams)
(woman) Listen to me.
You can try as hard as you like.
Try all you want. No one can stop me now.
Understood? No one can stop me.
Whatever I have left,
I won't spend my life as a slave like you.
I won't.
Father.
When are you coming back?
Never, son.
Never.
Those who have power
have the world in their hands.
If you want to control the world,
clench your fists, son.
Clench them.
(guns firing)
(panting)
(DG Naresh) Balwant Bir Rana.
General Singh from the artillery
informed me about your request to join the BDF.
But quitting the Army to join the BDF.
Why?
(non-stop firing)
Stop.
You won't have to dodge bullets here every day.
But yes, the job isn't easy.
I know, sir.
I was pretty active on the field in the Army.
(officer) Hands raised.
-Mother India... -(all soldiers) Glory to her!
-Mother India... -Glory to her!
(birds chirping)
(Balwant) People used to joke that I am cursed.
Because three times I was the sole survivor
of my battalion.
After surviving for the third time, I realised
maybe life is hinting towards a new direction.
I was playing with death,
but now it's time...
to do something different.
(Naresh) Border Defence Force is a great opportunity.
This change will prove beneficial to you.
Absolutely, sir.
All the best.
You will report directly to me.
Three months of probation,
followed by an appraisal.
Welcome to the BDF.
Thank you, sir.
Balwant.
This isn't the Army. It's the BDF.
We follow a different set of rules here.
And my unit is a class apart.
So, get familiar with them as soon as you can.
-Boys. -Sir.
Dismissed.
Sir.
Sir, can I ask a question?
(Balwant) Hmm.
Do you have a wife?
What wife?
Because you got married early, you want to make everyone's life hell.
Just answer the question, sir. Do you have a wife?
I don't have a wife.
I am not married.
Sir, you should learn from my brother here.
He can get a new wife every month if he wants to.
He'll make me famous like this.
Why is the tunnel so crowded today?
Is no one at the check-post?
-Pradeep, stop. -Leave it, sir.
You will understand.
What do you mean?
Leave it, sir.
Pradeep, stop.
-Sir-- -I said stop.
(Balwant) Stop!
Stop the truck.
Get down.
Sir.
What is the problem?
What's in the truck?
It's just things your countrymen need.
You, get down.
-Pradeep. -Yes, sir.
Where the fuck were you two?
-Seize everything. -Yes, sir.
-Sir, you're misunderstanding us. -(Pradeep) Keep it down.
I told you to get down!
We are not your enemies.
(Pradeep) Get everything out here.
The war ruined everything we had.
(Pradeep) No smart moves.
This is our struggle to stay alive.
Through smuggling?
You have quite the temper.
Anger often makes people make wrong decisions.
(Hussain) Sir.
Are you trying to explain to me?
You know what,
call your commandant officer Naresh Diwaan.
He will explain everything to you.
(Naresh) Balwant, let those trucks through.
-(Balwant) Sir, I-- -It's an order.
No more questions.
-Yes, sir. But-- -Didn't you hear me?
Let those trucks through.
Yes, sir.
I told you, sir.
(Pradeep) Hussain's here.
You talk to him. I am leaving.
What happened?
(Bismil) It's all there.
(crowd cheering)
I am not for sale like Commandant Naresh.
Not now. Later.
Come on.
(Hussain) Everyone's soul is for sale.
But everyone has a different price.
I wish...
I wish I could persuade you with my words.
Come, let's have a drink together.
-No. -Mr. Balwant...
There are no enemies in a bar.
Come on.
How long has this been going on?
It's ancestral.
Passed down to us as a legacy.
Smuggling in the name of legacy.
It's all about time, sir.
There is no supply without demand.
After the war, it's just this tunnel
that lessens the distance between us.
What if the tunnel shuts down?
What then?
It doesn't matter where the fire is raging.
Water always finds a way to extinguish it.
("All the Time" playing)
(inaudible)
(song continues)
(Hussain screaming)
Hello.
Balwant.
Balwant, I was waiting for you.
What did you two think?
You can keep all the money?
Balwant, where are you going?
Stop! Balwant!
What...
Leave me. Leave me.
-Stop it! Stop it! -Let go!
Naresh!
-Naresh! -Balwant, no.
Balwant... Balwant, no.
Call now and tell them to release Hussain.
-I'll call. -Call them now!
-I'll call them. -Do it.
Let my wife go, please. Please!
-(Naresh's wife crying) -Call them.
Naresh...
The broker is always under the wrong impression
that he's running the business.
Only partners get a share, not brokers.
I will keep giving you your share.
But if you lay...
a finger on Hussain,
I will burn you alive with your wife and child.
-(stutters) -Call now.
-No, no. I will call them. I will. -Call them.
-Call now. -I will.
-Call them! -I will!
-(rotary phone dialling) -(Naresh's wife crying)
Hello. Give the phone to Suchak.
(Hussain) Oh.
(sighs)
He won't let us off so easily.
We should have a backup plan.
There is no backup plan.
There is only one plan.
The consignment coming through the tunnel next week is huge.
We'll take whatever money we get...
and leave this place.
The business, this place...
we can leave everything behind
and start a new life.
You want to start a new life with me?
You want to be with me for the rest of your life?
Why?
Don't you?
"Let's start a new life."
No one has ever said this to me before.
No one has ever loved you so much.
You're making me see the impossible.
(crowd screaming)
-(in Bengali) Have you seen Elahi? -No, I haven't.
Everyone, get out of the tunnel!
(guns firing)
(guns going off)
Hussain!
(gun fires)
(muffled crying)
Right now!
Naresh tipped off the Army.
This is his job.
We have to respond, don't we?
(General Qureshi) Good evening, ladies and gentlemen of the press.
We extend our sympathies to the families of the soldiers
and the officers who were martyred
in the attack by the resistance
at the Mahadipur border sector.
This is not an incident
that the Army will forgive
or forget soon.
We have already issued a red alert
and a lookout notice for deserter Subhendu Mukherjee.
As per our sources, he has connections
with the resistance group across the border.
We will relentlessly pursue him
and hunt him down,
and all those who have been involved
in this brutal attack.
We have already initiated
a thorough investigation
to find out if there were any lapses
which may have occurred during the course of the procedure.
We thank the Border Defence Forces for their cooperation
and helping us swiftly in this case.
We're looking forward for their continuous support
related to border-related cases.
(screams)
(Sitara) Naman is having chest pains.
The cardiologist has sent an "unfit for travelling" certificate.
It's a standard evading procedure.
Now he can stall the interrogation for two weeks.
Meanwhile, a team from Delhi has just arrived.
Asking for a handover and a debrief.
From Delhi?
Which team?
What handover?
Does Himanshu sir know about this?
I don't know. No one's telling me anything.
I have a meeting with him at 6 p.m.
The CM?
No update yet.
Himanshu sir is following up...
-(cop in Bengali) Sir... -...but...
-...Aaloka madam wants us to stop. -...no luck.
(Ritwik) Sitara, I'll call you back. Yeah?
We need to immerse Dad's ashes.
("Tumi Robe Nirobe" playing)
Will you go to Spain with me?
(song continues)
(siren wailing)
-(in Bengali) You cannot go inside. -(Danish in Hindi) Stand here quietly.
So sweet of you to come.
Thank you so much for checking on me.
But my heart is much better now.
You're looking good though, officer.
Fifteen seconds.
Huh?
If your men had detonated the bomb 15 seconds earlier,
I wouldn't be here.
Now you'll be regretting these 15 seconds.
Because for years to come,
you'll be regretting these 15 seconds in jail.
You talk too much, officer.
If you have anything more to say,
then say it to my lawyers.
Isn't he your junior?
I don't know whom to talk to.
Mr. Mukherjee.
Mohan Seturaman. IB, Delhi.
We need to talk.
(heart monitor beeping)
-Sir, wait. -I want to talk to Mr. Desai first.
Sir.
What did I say?
I want to talk to my boss, Mr. Desai, first.
Ritwik.
Let him go.
Let go.
(coughs)
(indistinct chatter)
(in Bengali) It's too expensive. You keep hiking the price every day.
-(argues back) -That doesn't mean you keep hiking it!
This is...
(in Hindi) Will you make a scene in public?
You wouldn't dare.
If you don't want to become a public spectacle,
then come with us. Come on.
What are you guys saying?
I don't know anything.
The evidence the CM promised us.
-Where is it? -I said I don't know.
(slaps)
Do you think we are morons?
Tell us whatever you know about the evidence.
I said madam didn't tell me anything about the evidence.
I don't know what the evidence was.
She only told me to stall you guys.
That's what I did.
What choice did I have? (in Bengali) This isn't my fault.
There is no evidence.
(Sitara) What? Why?
Let him go, Tara.
We've been played.
(stutters) I don't know.
We don't know either.
We're looking for it.
(mobile phone vibrates)
(Naman) Mom, I got rid of all the evidence.
But that officer is here in Kolkata.
He threatened me.
Naman, I cannot deal with this shit right now.
Ghulam sir from the Syndicate is here to see me.
I'll talk to you later.
(door closes)
Our clients are a bit concerned.
The information we are receiving from India is a bit worrisome.
(Naman's mom) Please don't worry.
Nothing will go wrong.
Don't worry.
And tell your friends that
everything is under control.
(whispers)
He wants no delays...
in the delivery of the consignment.
I assure you there won't be any changes whatsoever.
Another thing.
The next time you or your friends get anxious,
please call.
No need to show up here like this.
I'll take your leave now.
(chuckles softly)
(laughing)
So, Aaloka, what are your plans?
Are you planning to move to Kolkata?
Don't know yet.
I'll drop Mom at her friend's place tomorrow.
-But for me, I-- -She'll stay with us for a few days.
Won't you?
If it's okay?
Of course, it's okay!
You can stay as long as you like.
Right?
Yeah, sure.
And anyway,
who am I to speak between two best friends?
(Himanshu) They screwed us.
Royally screwed us.
Like morons, we set out to trust the system.
We deserve it.
She used us.
Now the CM must be expecting a heavy pay package from Naman.
Heavy isn't even the word.
Madam can buy her own rally ground in the centre of Kolkata now.
Have you met the Delhi team yet?
This Mohan has connections higher up.
All our case details,
emails, call logs, paperwork, everything
hand it over in the next 48 hours, okay?
Got it, sir.
Hand over one and a half years of work
in two days.
My informer who...
was also my father was poisoned to death.
Soma.
Our colleague, Soma, was tortured to death.
And we hand over all our responsibilities towards them
in two days.
This is just as tough for me, Ritwik.
I've been trying to reason with the Delhi team for eight hours.
Despite their instructions, why am I holding Naman Arya?
What is the CM's involvement in the case
that has the Centre's jurisdiction?
What piece of important evidence is she providing us with?
But they are not interested in that. They have only one question.
About you.
How the lead investigator of this case was kidnapped?
How his chief informant turned out to be his father,
who supposedly was dead 30 years ago?
Look, Ritwik, you've done a stellar job on this case.
You all have.
But, purely based on protocol alone,
you cannot be on this anymore.
The chief informant was your father
-who we all know was-- -Was a traitor!
A murderer!
Say it.
Don't make this tougher on yourself, Ritwik.
Get some rest.
We've got a long day tomorrow.
Why would he do it?
Adinath Bagchi.
Aka Subhendu Mukherjee, my father.
All his life, he did what he wanted, and...
Even after he's dead, he won't leave me alone.
Just... just destruction.
All the time.
Thirty years ago, he suddenly left us.
And then returned as my informer.
Why?
He could have at least told us.
What would you have done if he had?
Arrested him?
Or tried to understand why he had a second family?
Second family?
At least he had a family.
(sniffs, cries softly)
(tram bell dinging)
Why are you sleeping in my space?
Uh...
Last night, I got tired working.
So, your mom said I can sleep here.
(girl) I don't like anyone sleeping in my space.
I am really sorry.
(Sitara) Kavya.
Just a minute, Mom.
Are you going to stay with us today?
Go ask Akka for breakfast.
Go.
Thank you.
You think she likes me?
I am not really sure.
But I agree with her.
You should stay with us.
Shall I get your stuff from your house?
Those four shirts and two shabby jeans.
I can manage with this kurta as well.
Uh...
I don't think you should be going to the office today.
It will only upset you.
-And we have to hand over the case. -Hmm.
If they ask, tell them I'll come in by the afternoon.
And anyway, I am free now.
If you are free in the evening, can we go out for dinner?
If you are free in the evening, why go out for dinner?
(message pops)
(Aaloka) Ritwik, I found some photos of you
among Dad's things.
I think you should have them.
I'll be passing by your house.
If you want, I can drop them off if you are home.
(cash machines beeping, whirring)
Sorry, you had to wait.
It's okay.
I just came here to drop this off.
I'll leave.
Come up.
In fact, I have some questions for you.
I'll look at these later, yeah?
Come.
(Ritwik) Where is your mother?
At her friend's place.
Ritwik.
Dad was not a traitor.
Clearly, he didn't abandon you.
You surely did.
(mobile phone vibrates)
-Yeah, Lobo. -Ritwik, the call we've been waiting for.
-Adinath's informer is calling. -Of course, patch my call to him.
I am patching it through in three, two, one.
Hello.
Listen to me carefully, Ritwik.
-Guess you are busy, so... -(informer) Hello.
Hello.
-Hello. -Hello, Ritwik.
Can you hear me?
Hello, Ritwik.
Ritwik, listen to me carefully.
Under no circumstances should you enter your house.
Are you listening to me?
Under no circumstances should you enter your house.
It's a trap.
You are running out of time.
Get out of there as soon as you can.
Run! Run!
How do you know?
(police sirens wailing)
Fuck. Fuck.
-Why? -Run!
What the hell, Ritwik!
(in Bengali) Search the place.
Find him.
(chanting in Sanskrit)
("Zehaal-E-Miskin" plays)
(priest) Balwant, the fact that you are alive and safe
is nothing short of a miracle.
According to your birth chart,
you were supposed to die long ago.
(Balwant) Leave.
The birth chart is never wrong.
You have run out of time.
You are living on borrowed time.
(Balwant) What do you mean?
Death is following you.
And it will keep doing so until you are alive.
Such instances always repeat themselves.
And I can see your past is catching up to you.
(priest) If you can evade it this time,
your life will increase along with your empire.
And your life will change completely.
And, Mr. Balwant,
you must survive this time.
You must survive this time.
("Zehaal-E-Miskin" continues playing)
(grunting)
Do you love me?
I used to...
love someone.
(telephone ringing)
-Hello. -Where are you?
Why do you ask when you know?
(in Bengali) I cannot take it anymore.
(in Hindi) Why don't you leave me?
I cannot!
You...
are the mother of my son.
Someday I'll take Naman and disappear.
Then you'll understand my importance.
If you even think of doing that,
I will cut you in half.
Live and let live.
Now hang up and get lost.
The police came looking for you at home.
Your friend was shot dead in broad daylight.
That's why I called.
(dial tone beeping)
I can't stand this.
I am leaving.
Balwant!
You did this.
Have you lost your mind? Why would I do it?
You always wanted a bigger cut than Pradeep.
Yes, I did.
That doesn't mean I would have him killed.
If not you, then who did it?
How...
How can anyone in broad daylight...
Balwant, it was not me.
Honestly.
(Bismil) Balwant!
Two shots were fired.
One on Pradeep.
And the other...
(Bismil) I cleaned out the safe as per your instructions.
A consignment is coming in next week from the border.
We'll give a share to Pradeep's wife.
Roy still has a small share left.
And you?
As always.
Whatever you think is fair.
Is that it?
You're happy with what I give you.
Never thought of more.
You think I killed Pradeep?
Where were you?
Where were you the last two days?
Huh?
Where were you?
On your instructions, I was collecting your money from Nepal.
(thunder rumbling)
Collect money from all the vendors by next week.
Don't leave any dues.
Are we shutting down the business?
Maybe.
Let's go.
He has lost his bloody mind.
What are we going to do if we shut the business?
Talk some sense to him.
(TV news reporter) Businessman Balwant's body was found
in the jungles on the borders of Bangladesh.
Due to personal enmity,
Shashwat Roy murdered Balwant Bir Rana.
Balwant's decision to alienate Roy from his business
became the reason for Balwant's murder.
(priest) Death is following you.
(thunder crackling)
And it will keep doing so until you are alive.
(gun fires)
("Zehaal-E-Miskin" playing)
Papa!
(song continues)
Welcome, sir.
Good you came.
(baby babbling)
And this?
(Shashwat) She isn't my wife.
I spend most of my time out here.
The loneliness is unbearable.
She is a good cook.
I'll have something special cooked for you in the evening.
-(Madho) Come on. -I won't wait till the evening.
Why? What happened?
-Call him out! -(workers shouting)
Hey, shut them up.
They saw your car and came running.
I am not making a dime myself. How can I give them a raise?
I am giving you your share of the money and leaving.
Consider that your final settlement.
Don't contact me after this.
Are you out of your mind?
How can I handle this alone?
We decided to do everything together.
What happened now?
And you're aware what I am capable of.
You will have to continue doing business.
Otherwise...
Otherwise what?
All this...
is just charity that you got from me.
Charity.
I can take it back... (snaps fingers) whenever I want.
(sighs)
I am giving you everything.
Take it.
Keep the estate.
I'll tell Bismil to clear your other dues.
(crowd continues protesting)
Fucker!
Come out!
I told you to throw them out.
(in Bengali) Debu, I fucking told you. I had warned you.
You came here to die.
(in Hindi) You came here to get screwed.
(Shashwat) Get out! Get out!
Get out!
(Balwant) Get me out of here, Shashwat.
Just a minute, man!
Death is following you.
(Shashwat) I said leave!
(Debu in Bengali) We won't leave.
We want our money.
(Shashwat in Bengali) What money? I don't owe you anything.
(in Hindi) Get out! Get out!
(Debu) You must pay us!
(gun goes off)
(Shashwat) Balwant! Balwant, stop!
(commotion continues)
Drive faster!
(priest) According to the birth chart, you were supposed to die long ago.
(gun firing)
Death is following you.
(Balwant screams)
(priest) You must survive this time.
Death is following you.
(ignition running, failing)
You must survive this time.
("Zehaal-E-Miskin" plays)
(car engine revving)
(song continues)
Papa!
(Balwant) The Balwant you knew doesn't exist anymore.
By the time you receive this letter,
I would already be gone.
Forever.
Whatever I did or have done for you,
cherish them as my memories.
Don't expect anything more.
One more thing.
Don't try to find me.
(thunder rumbling)
How much cash was it?
How the fuck does that matter, Lobo?
There were cash cartons all over my room.
He knew the cash was kept there to frame me.
(beeping)
If he knew, then--
(Ritwik) This means he's the one giving intel to my informer.