(theme song)
Hey!
Who are you all? Hey!
A problem created by one Label can only be erased by another Label.
In the end, we are labelled as the murderers' mother and sister.
(knife swishing)
(man) We came to kill a guy. He says he is Peter Label's Murugesan.
Ask what to do.
This is your label, boy.
You'll definitely change your area's identity.
His reaction will be different, thambi.
Contrary to what everyone thinks, this murder was not done for a Label.
This was done to label you.
(theme song continues)
-Tell him to meet me a week before. -Sir.
I wish to surrender.
-Go and meet the writer. -Okay, sir.
Tell him to meet me tomorrow.
(suspenseful music)
Tell me.
What's the case?
Murder, sir.
Who's the victim, and how did you kill him? Give me the details.
He killed my anna six months ago.
So, I finished him off.
Revenge? Whom did you murder?
Sir, two men are surrendering for the murder of Paathaalam.
Who are they?
(tense music)
Let them sit outside.
Okay, sir. Go, man. Go out.
(phone ringing)
Sir, excuse me.
-Tell me. -Two people have come here
to surrender themselves, for killing Paathaalam.
What are you saying?
Have they come to your police station?
Yes, sir.
Okay, keep them in the station. I'll let you know what to do.
Okay, sir.
Sir, they went to R2.
Who is the inspector investigating the case?
Arul Kumaran, sir.
-Tell him to meet me right now. -Okay, sir.
(siren wailing)
(music stops)
What are their names?
Veera and Kumar, sir.
Is there only written confirmation?
Or is there any evidence against them?
(subtle music)
We got a small lead, sir.
But since these two have surrendered...
So, you let it go?
What kind of a policeman are you?
If you find a lead, you must get it in writing and build the evidence.
Will you be able to follow the lead now?
No. Both of them have been murdered.
Label case.
So there's no evidence against them other than the confession, right?
There's none, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(policeman) Sir!
(rousing music)
(background chatter)
(men cheering)
(sinister, upbeat music)
(men whistling, cheering loudly)
(policeman) Hey! Don't come here.
-Listen to me. Go there. -Sir.
-Sir... -(policeman) Move aside.
-Hey, move aside. Leave. -(Veera) Hold on, man.
(crowd cheering)
-(policeman) Move aside! -(Veera) Sir!
-(men whistling) -(clapping)
-(crowd roars with joy) -(Veera) Thanks, sir.
(Kumar) Awesome, sir. Thank you so much.
(loud cheering, clapping)
Hey, anna. Come on.
Have a look at our anna's gift for you.
-Sir, give us a moment. -Excuse us, sir.
(Veera) Hey, what's this, man?
-(Kumar) Awesome, isn't it? -(Veera) Look at this.
-(music dies down) -(indistinct chatter)
(crowd cheering, whistling)
(opening music)
LABEL WALK THE STAGE GLORIOUSLY
(rousing music)
(whistle blows)
(cheering, clapping)
(music turns sombre)
He flies like a string-less kite.
If he continues to train, he will make it to the Commonwealth this year.
He is on fire as if to finish something or get somewhere.
Be happy.
He is running at full speed on the right track. (chuckles)
(bike whirring)
(menacing music)
(motorbike revving)
Here, take it.
Amma.
-Give it. -(woman) There's curry inside.
Hey, what do you want?
Akka, give me two vadas and bajji.
Amma.
(music turns tense)
(phone ringing)
Take it.
(music intensifies)
Akka.
Did she give you a key?
She packed all her things and vacated the house long ago.
Didn't she tell you?
Amma.
(suspenseful music)
(music rises)
(music dies down)
(bike revs up)
(music turns sinister)
(rousing music)
(water splashes)
(music dips)
(music rising)
(eerie music)
(man) Remain silent until the discussion is over.
(indistinct chatter)
(man) Hey, listen to me.
-Let me talk. -(sniffs)
(suspenseful music)
(riveting music)
What's up, Arul?
What brings you here?
Well, Anna... My brother is no more.
Whom should we talk to now? Who's next in power?
As long as Paathaalam was there, no man in his area dared to act up.
(exhales)
Paathaalam didn't let that happen.
Bloody hell! He was stabbed in the middle of the road!
Instead of killing those bastards,
you're here to compete for Paathalam's spot?
Don't you feel ashamed? (spits)
We are looking for those boys.
Had that lawyer Prabhakaran not come in our way--
Hey!
What are you talking about, Arul?
What nonsense!
You think you can justify Paathaalam's death by killing those bastards?
Was that all Paathaalam meant to us?
It's wrong, Arul.
This is bad.
We shouldn't cut the tail, but the dick.
Bunk Suresh.
Bitch! We have to finish him off!
Aadhi.
For what happened, we must make that Ayya bastard pee his pants!
Before his pants dry, we cut off his dick and leave him in agony!
Yes, anna.
(sinister music)
Paathaalam didn't leave a hole that any damn guy can fill.
He has left a valley behind.
Hey! (snapping fingers) Listen up!
The one that slaughters Bunk Suresh will be the next in power!
Fuckers.
Look at these motherfuckers.
Assholes.
(music rises)
-(music stops) -(Prabha) Enough, Amma.
(Amudha) Have some sambhar.
Akka, hold on. Hold on.
-(Amudha) What is it? -Come on.
Are you trying to soften him up by serving him sambhar?
-Have this. -What's this, akka?
-Chicken curry. -Oh!
Pass me the ladle, akka.
Thank God, I came at the right time.
-Here, have some. -Enough, akka.
(vessel clatters)
-Will you join them too? -No, akka.
-Let the boy eat. -Serve some for Appa.
Dear.
Just a little.
-How is it? -Mmm!
Yummy!
It's good, right?
It came out well today, akka.
(sentimental music)
What is it, akka? Do you have anything to tell me?
It's nothing. Just eat.
(referee) He's on fire, as if to finish something or get somewhere.
Be happy.
He is running at full speed on the right track.
(Aadhi exhales with difficulty)
(trainer) Come on.
Last four.
Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Last three. Easy.
-(woman) Morning, sir. -(phone ringing)
(sinister music)
-(trainer) Last two. -(man) Anna.
Bunk Suresh got released.
(gate creaking)
(breathes shakily)
(rousing music)
(car engine starts)
(tyres screech)
-(music rises)
-(music stops)
-(Prabha) Hi. -Hi.
What's with this sudden treat?
I resigned from my job.
So, I called to give you a treat.
Oh.
Why?
I've been thinking about this for a while now.
The pressure at the office is unbearable.
They don't want us to cover the mistakes of the people they need.
But if their opponents make a small mistake,
they don't mind starting even a debate show about it.
God! I just couldn't take it!
(sighs)
So, I'm planning to start a digital channel
and practise the kind of journalism I wish.
Super, Mahi.
Can I say something?
The moment you start talking about what's important,
you won't find even a single person to listen to it at first.
But that doesn't mean you shouldn't talk about it.
Only then will someone give us an ear someday.
I know it's going to be hard.
But there's no other way.
All the best!
Prabha, how are you going to solve the case?
Why?
Is this your first content?
(laughs)
(liquid pouring)
(people chattering)
Okay. Okay, sir.
No issues. We'll take care of it.
Okay, sir.
What was the name? Ista...?
Istagasa.
Istagasa. What does it mean?
See, there are only two ways to register a criminal case in India.
One way is to go to the station
and file a complaint under CrPC Section 154.
Or as per CrPC Section 156 Subclass-3 under Section 200,
we can go directly to the Judicial Magistrate and file a complaint.
-Okay. -That's called Istagasa.
Oh.
Also, there's no use complaining about a policeman at the station.
(both laugh)
It's all a game.
It will go in vain.
But a complaint to the Magistrate will not be in vain.
This is one reason why the Police fear and resent us.
And, for us, this is going to be one tough Istagasa.
(laughs)
They've filed a false case against a lawyer.
Do you think the other cases might not have been false?
Our sir has dug out all such false cases.
All those cases are going to the judge's table.
(distorted male voice) Order. Order. Order.
(inspiring song)
WHAT DOES A MAN FROM WISDOM GAIN, IF HE PINES NOT AT OTHERS' PAIN?
(man) Case number 24/206.
Elangovan, State of Tamil Nadu.
Go.
(music fades out)
(introspective music)
The accused is present, Your Honour.
And the defence?
Guilty, Your Honour. He has surrendered.
(judge) Well? Do you accept?
Yes, sir.
Six months in jail. Rs. 50,000 to be paid as fine.
If you fail to pay, you'll have to stay in jail for three more months.
I'll remain in jail, sir.
Next.
Case number 26/207.
Arul Kumaran vs Prabhakaran.
(music turns tense)
Accused present, Your Honour.
The petitioner couldn't make it today.
He's not well. He has been admitted to the hospital.
(glasses clink)
We've produced the AR copy for that.
Requesting another date, Your Honour.
The 15th of next month.
Thank you, My Lord.
-(music rises)
-(music stops)
-Akhila, how will you go? By bike? -Yes, by bike.
-Okay. -(Akhila) Sir.
We'll leave now. Bye.
-What about you, sir? -It will take some time. You may leave.
-Okay, sir. -Bye, sir.
(sinister music)
(Arul) Sir.
Move, please.
Take a seat, sir.
I want to talk to you, sir.
This might sound a bit old-school.
But it feels right to say it now.
Let's talk only during court proceedings.
(tuts)
Please do something, sir.
Well, you already seem on edge.
The Magistrate will retire in four months.
Until then, I will drag the case out with some silly excuses like
I am unwell, I'm out of town or my grandpa kicked the bucket.
Then, a new judge will come.
The investigation will restart.
So, this might take at least two or three years, sir.
It isn't to show you the consequences of messing with a lawyer.
If you think it is easy to ruin a person's life by filing a false case,
you can also ruin the complainant using the same case.
Wow!
This is a bit new to you, right?
I didn't file the case, sir.
I was given your juvenile case details.
They said we could use the details to file such a case.
They wanted me to file the case.
Who? Senguttuvan?
Ayya...
(music intensifies)
I told you.
There will be consequences.
The guy who filed a case in the bar council, right?
Join the Label.
You can sponsor and run your own tournament.
(inhales sharply, sighs)
I'm already labelled.
(music turns menacing)
This is my label.
(upbeat music)
(music stops)
Who is Thiyagarajan, sir?
Ayya.
(intense music)
Before Ayya became a Label, he committed two murders
as Advocate Thiyagarajan, and it's the only case against him.
Later, he went underground.
For 16 years.
Recently, Minister Anbarasan's brother-in-law Kanagaraj
was murdered in front of Chennai Central, right?
It was Ayya who did it.
After this incident, the minister entered the scene.
That's how everyone got to know that Ayya is the head of the Label.
The police did not just get word about Ayya through this murder.
But also his fingerprints.
So, the police has Ayya's fingerprints.
But they still don't know Ayya's identity.
The fingerprint didn't match
the government databases or criminal records.
The police kept this top secret for a long time, sir.
But recently, Ayya got to know about this.
Even the police got to know about this.
So, they sped up their search to nab him quickly.
Moreover, there's political pressure from the minister.
In all this, they made only one mistake.
Desperate to catch Ayya,
they attached his name and fingerprints to some false cases.
Since Ayya was a lawyer,
he has planned a few strategies to come out of them with ease.
The plan is to come out of all the false cases filed by the police,
and use that to claim the original case as false and come out of it.
So, all he needs is a lawyer who can break through all the false cases
that the police created.
That's the motive behind all this.
Paramasivan sir had a word with you.
Join the Label. You can sponsor and run your own tournament.
The Bar Council filed a complaint against you.
I'm a fraud? Who complained against me, sir?
How can I say that, sir?
There's a complaint against you.
It'll be sorted once you prove your innocence.
The case was filed through Arul Kumaran.
Contrary to what everyone thinks,
this murder wasn't committed for the Label.
This was done to make you a Label.
All this happened for that.
(dramatic music)
Sir, one more thing.
It wasn't Paathaalam's goons who tried to kill your parents at the festival.
It was Ayya.
(knife slashes)
Motherfucker!
Let's see who wins.
The Label or the Law.
(Sukumar) How do we find the Ayya who no one has seen before, sir?
(Prabha) The fox hides only as long as the forest is not on fire.
It will eventually come out. I'll make it.
(music rises)
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(Paramasivan) He is trying to destroy the entire Label.
(knife scrapes)
I'm scared.
(bike revs, tyres screech)
(Ayya) No one should become the next leader.
(knife swishes)
(melancholic music)