Hello! Live post.
As of today, I will only say that you must forget everything.
Do something to enrich your soul.
-Like what? -Like, plant a tree.
Make amends with an estranged friend.
Feed the hungry or observe a fast.
Make a resolution, quit booze, quit cigarettes.
Today, stay under the light
of a single ethereal lamp in your house.
Do anything that your heart tells you to.
Correct. Thank you, sir. Thank you.
Thank you. It's my pleasure.
-What? -The things that you say.
Uff!
I can't be a Tarzan at this age.
No, you're Mohan Kumar and that's enough.
So, one for the road?
You non-violent killer!
Not killer.
-Yes. -Yes.
I'm right here at the gate.
I've reached. I'm here. Yes, I've reached.
-Okay, where are you? -You'll see me here.
Where? Okay.
Hey, Vicky!
-Yes, just a minute. -I'm right here.
Yes, I've spotted you.
Couldn't you accompany me instead of that old man?
-Why did you have to bring her? -Hey.
You got off the car in front of everyone.
-Making a scene in public. -Don't be dramatic. Come.
♪ The true devotee of God ♪
♪ Is the one who ♪
♪ Understands the pain of others ♪
-♪ The true devotee of God ♪ -What happened?
-♪ Is the one who ♪ -Why are you sitting down?
Why are you sitting down? What happened?
Come on, get up. Please help him up.
Get up, carefully.
What happened?
Are you hurt?
-Shall we go home? -Yes, let's go.
Who is this other guy?
You won't believe me.
Try me.
It's Gandhi ji.
Mahatma Gandhi.
Who am I speaking to right now?
To Mohan Kumar.
An IAS and former Chief Secretary.
Please carry on. Don't stop.
Similar music was playing.
I had attended an art exhibition of Gandhi.
The santoor was being played
by Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma.
What happened next?
No idea.
There was a statue of Gandhi ji,
and his stick fell on my head.
After that...
This isn't about ghosts or spirits, right?
Science doesn't believe in these, do they?
Oh, man!
You're leisurely sipping cold water in front of me.
Don't you think I know what science believes or not?
People will call me crazy and throw stones at me!
Nothing of this sort will happen.
I get many cases like these; there's nothing to worry.
-Do you drink alcohol? -Occasionally.
-Single malt? -I prefer malts.
The single malt collection I had
was unmatched in the whole of Delhi.
The Gandhi ji in me just threw the whole thing away.
I'm a descendant of the Kayastha lineage.
When the spirit of Gandhi ji enters in me,
I turn vegetarian.
I donate all my money to charities and wear khadi cloth.
My inner Gandhi ji caused a loss of Rs. 250 crore to Vicky Rai's company.
Okay, when you experience these personality shifts, I mean,
Mohan Kumar to Gandhi ji and back to Mohan Kumar,
does Mohan Kumar remember any of Gandhi ji actions?
No.
Not at first.
Later...
my wife started telling me. She showed me the videos as well.
Oh!
You are suffering from
Dissociative Identity Disorder. D.I.D.
Which is also called split personality.
Right now, I am treating a patient who has
not one, but six personalities.
What would cause a disease like this? Fuck!
In your subconscious mind,
the impact of an influential person
or any past incident
which comes to the foreground at once.
Gandhi ji is already in our social consciousness.
I was pursuing my PhD.
"Gandhi ji's Impact on Agrarian Society."
Not only that.
My grandfather was an ICS officer.
He quit his job and joined Gandhi ji
in the Quit India movement. He went to jail too.
Can I ask you a question? Would you mind?
As long as I don't feel offended, please go ahead.
Does Mohan Kumar feel guilty about anything?
I mean, does Mohan Kumar carry any karmic guilt?
Look, I held a very high designation before I retired.
Now I'm a Director in many companies.
Sometimes I have to do some dubious work too.
Okay.
I will begin your treatment.
We'll have to do a few sessions.
And...
do you understand hypnosis?
Hypnotise?
Man, now you're scaring me.
You'll ask strange questions,
make me reveal my inner secrets,
and truths. Then you'll write a book about me, won't you?
This will be just like the MeToo movement!
Nothing will happen.
But this process will take long.
Let it! Till I'm alive, I have loads of time!
Relax, relax. Please calm down. Come.
Sit, please.
Were you ever abused as a child?
Oh, man, what the hell are you looking for inside me?
Simply concentrate on Gandhi ji.
Don't rouse up people hidden within me.
This switch from Gandhi ji to Mohan Kumar and vice versa,
how does this transition take place? Tell me that!
In my experience, the cases I've seen
are triggered by some stressful incident.
I mean, some trauma, an accident
and the second personality gets triggered.
Okay.
I swear that
I'll give stress and tension
to others and not to myself.
Mr. Kumar,
there's Gandhi ji in your destiny.
And he took a bullet on his chest.
You'll have to take good care of yourself.
Okay, okay, okay.
The revolver recovered from the crime scene
is registered in Mohan Kumar's name.
Okay, so!
This could be a part of a bigger plan too.
These three guys.
Munna,
Eketi,
-and this one. -One petty thief,
one tribal from some unknown island,
and now an IAS officer.
This combination can only exist in Pakistan.
Select any one of them; it doesn't really matter.
Chop this one, sitting with his head bowed.
But don't do it in front of the missus.
The sight of blood makes her faint.
Sir!
-Sir! -Shut up! Why are you screaming?
Stop screaming!
Once I went to Tibet.
That's where I bought these horses.
I see.
This is Shanti, my wife.
-Hello. -Hello.
Shanti, it might take some time for this meeting.
-At least three to four hours? -Probably.
So, I'm thinking let's have lunch together.
Oh, no, that isn't necessary. Please.
Look, don't try to mislead us with trivial conversations.
It's a request.
Sir, on the night of Vicky's party, you were present.
We have the CCTV footage.
Did you drive yourself, or do you have a driver?
I have a driver.
Please call the driver.
Excuse me.
Where are you going?
To call the driver, Brijlal.
Okay.
Sir, you own a revolver, right?
Yes, it's a licensed one.
Where is it? Can we see it?
Um, I have been looking for it for several days, I can't find it.
Sir, we found it.
At Vicky Rai's murder site, underneath a table.
Table?
-Underneath a table? -Yes.
Where? There were so many tables there.
Sir, it's registered in your name only.
Excuse me.
Could you come inside for two minutes?
-I want to talk to you. -Me?
Okay.
His mind has been affected.
Sometimes he's Gandhi ji, sometimes Mohan ji.
Two people inside such a tiny body.
-Please don't laugh, Suraj, please. -Okay.
-She's standing right there. -Sorry, sorry.
But it doesn't happen this way.
-It's true. -What are you saying, ma'am?
He's a low-life, ma'am. You don't know him.
Manjot, please. Shut up!
Okay then, what should we do?
What else can we do with him?
Keep a close eye, what else?
Yeah, that’ll work.
Keep him under observation
but not in his house.
Just two days with us and he'll come to his senses.
How dare they?
Have you lost your mind?
Have you lost it? I won't go anywhere!
I will not leave my house!
Sir, it's procedure, sir.
You'll tell me the procedure, huh?
I'm calling
the Commissioner.
Sir, please do call him. At least he'll know the procedure.
Then I am requesting you to take his advice, please.
Hello? Hello!
Parikshit, this...
What's with the CBI?
What? You knew about this?
-I'm not going anywhere.
Mr. Kumar.
This case is under CBI.
Don't get stressed. No one will touch him.
No one will use force.
We aren't taking him to the police station, Crime Branch or anywhere.
We're taking him to the hospital.
There'll be a doctor and an officer on duty as well.
When he starts recalling things, we will begin the investigation.
We'll inform you.
-No, no. -Get in.
-No. -Sir, please cooperate.
-I won't go in this car. -Sit, sir. Please.
Look, you
should not
force someone to travel in another car.
You...
Ms. Sudha. Come here for a minute.
Please.
Hmm!
I need to leave for some personal work.
Would you handle Brijlal's interrogation?
Yes, yes. Of course, of course.
-Sure? -Yeah.
-I'll be more mindful in future. -It's fine. Okay.
Let's go.
I need to talk to your driver for a few minutes.
Please come.
Mr. Jagannath Rai indirectly communicated
his intentions to the CM of Chhattisgarh.
What would you like to comment on this?
I've heard about this
I haven't seen.
Hey, boss, why did you change the channel?
-Put it back on. -Sorry, sir.
Look, I'm a responsible politician.
And how can I comment on
an emotional father's plea?
-Who has just lost his son... -Well, Mr. Yadav?
You already ordered lunch?
Button camera, hidden mic, recording,
any such things, keep them aside immediately.
Or later you'll be begging ''please, please."
And your life will turn into hell.
I don't have anything. You can check.
Boss, do you have green chillies?
-Yes, sir. -Bring some.
How were relations between Vicky and Mohan Kumar?
Mohan Kumar had some problems with Vicky.
He didn't like Vicky.
Why?
Excuse me, sir. Will you have something?
-Bring a fresh dal... -Nothing. He won't have anything.
-We'll let you know later. -Okay, sir.
Hmm. Why?
It's about respect.
No matter how corrupt Mohan Kumar is,
he's an experienced man.
At his age, a man expects a little respect.
Vicky wanted
the entire board of directors to address him as "sir."
Mohan Kumar didn't like it.
In front of everyone, Vicky would crack lewd jokes.
And expected
Mohan Kumar to laugh like everyone else did.
Mohan Kumar never did.
His own bloody ego was as large as a truck.
That's all?
No other dispute between the two, only ego?
Only ego.
Mohan Kumar has a female friend.
Rita Sethi.
Everyone knows about this affair.
Mohan Kumar's wife as well.
Then Vicky started hanging out
with Rita Sethi.
Did Mohan Kumar know about this relationship?
Vicky's affair started when
Mohan Kumar started behaving like Gandhi ji.
He turned celibate, and she had needs.
When did you last meet Mohan Kumar?
At Vicky's party. He was there.
Buddy!
Now listen carefully
to what I am saying.
And explain it clearly to Mr. Jagannath too.
Now if Sudha or her core team comes to you
to ask about Mohan Kumar and Vicky's relations,
then be diplomatic.
Vicky and Mohan Kumar's relations were fine.
And this triangle, with Rita Sethi.
I don't want to hear of it again. This mustn't get out.
These orders come from the top. You know who's on the top, right?
Mr. Jagannath will explain.
Excuse me, sir. Your bill.
-Be professional. -Hmm?
How much?
One minute, Brijlal, please explain to me from the beginning.
That night when you left your boss at Vicky Rai's party,
which personality was he in?
-Gandhi ji. -Gandhi ji?
He was very calm and peaceful.
And the Gandhi avatar
is the result of the art gallery incident.
No, I mean that
it doesn't happen immediately. It takes some days.
They don't need any money.
After 60, what you cannot get is
an enticing companion.
Take him on a holiday.
He will happily go.
And on the first day itself get him in her pants.
Just be careful that he doesn't get a heart attack.
Yeah, okay.
Hmm!
-Sir? -Hmm.
-I want to say something. -Go on.
Sir, you know Nirmala,
my second daughter.
-Hmm. -Her marriage has been fixed.
We forsee an expense of Rs. 3 lakh.
I'll pay the loan in instalments.
I'll give Rs. 30,000.
You can deduct Rs. 10,000 monthly, in instalments.
Brijlal, your behaviour is getting from bad to worse.
It's not my habit, sir.
It's my daughter's wedding.
You know everything.
Brijlal?
Brijlal.
Are you okay?
Please call an ambulance.
Hey, you, please forgive me.
Forgive me. Are you okay? Are you okay?
Come. Please forgive me.
Please forgive me. Please forgive me.
Please forgive me. Come.
Get lost!
Yes, I am leaving, leaving.
Please call an ambulance for him.
Brijlal!
-Brijlal! -Sorry, sir, suddenly...
No, no, no, no, no.
-We are safe, good. You okay? -Yes, sir.
Anyway, where were we going?
Rita madam's house. Today is Wednesday, sir.
Rita?
Who is Rita?
Rita Sethi.
What does she do?
She sells paintings, sir.
Ms. Rita?
Yes, please have a seat.
Hmm, hel... hello.
Suraj Yadav. We spoke earlier.
CBI, right?
Yes.
Please sit.
What would you like to have?
Masala tea?
With ginger?
No, I'm fine.
Hope you haven't told the security guard that you're a police officer?
No. I said that I'm from an insurance company.
Hmm! Clever.
-I have some questions. -Hmm!
Mohan Kumar,
you know him, right?
Did he die?
No, no. He is still alive.
-Hmm! -This...
I needed some information regarding Vicky Rai's murder case.
Is Mohan Kumar involved in
Vicky Rai's murder case?
You know Vicky Rai, right?
-How much? -Why should I tell you?
I mean...
Of course!
It's such a small world.
And even Delhi is round.
All the ring roads of Delhi come and converge at a single point.
And no matter how big the city is,
the circle of wealthy people is always small.
Everyone knows each other.
Vicky.
Poor guy.
Died so young.
I know who killed Vicky.
Who?
Show me your identification.
-What? -ID card.
You were saying something.
What was I saying?
That you know who killed Vicky Rai.
Vicky.
He was such a handsome guy!
What a devil!
Devil?
Handsome devil.
How closely do you know Mohan Kumar?
We were very, very close.
-Got it? -Hmm.
Got it, right?
Have you ever seen Mohan Kumar in Gandhi ji's avatar?
Gandhi ji!
Hey!
What happened to you?
Who are you?
Oh!
So you want to play that game today?
The "let's pretend we are strangers" one?
-What? -I don't mind.
Look, my driver told me
that I come here every Wednesday. But why?
I don't even know you!
Mr. Kumar.
If you see me properly,
then you'll recognise me.
Properly means?
I'm already looking at you
and definitely, I have never met you before.
Okay. Mr. Mohan Kumar.
My name is Rita Sethi.
And I happen to be your lover.
Every Wednesday you come here
and, in each other, we...
we look for our scents in each other.
Hey, stop saying these dirty things!
Come on, Mohan. No more playing. Enough!
Tell me what would you like to have?
Gin and tonic or your regular, single malt?
Look, Ms. Sethi,
I'm following celibacy.
Complete celibacy.
Come on, Mohan, cut your crap, please.
-Bye. -Hey, Mohan!
What's happened to you? What's wrong with you?
Look, so much excitement isn't good.
Control your feelings. Go!
-Go, drink a glass of cold water. -What?
What excitement? What control?
Why are you behaving like you're Mahatma Gandhi?
Behaving?
I am Gandhi ji!
If you're Gandhi ji,
-then who am I? -Look, Ms. Rita.
There are seven types of social sins. Listen.
Politics without religion,
wealth without hard work,
knowledge without character,
business without ethics,
science without humanity,
worship without sacrifice
and sex without love.
The last one is for you.
Look. This,
this sex without love, I know what you are getting at.
Say directly,
you're doing this drama because you're bored with me.
Just... out! Get out of my house.
Get out of my house now!
Look,
before I leave, I want to say something.
Find an objective in your life.
Nothing is more important than serving people.
Change yourself. You'll find happiness.
Get out of my house, you asshole!
Truth is bitter.
That means the bitterness inside you
got affected by my words.
Come, remove the bitterness.
Fuck!
Get out of here, you weirdo!
Brijlal! Brijlal!
-Come. Hurry up. -What happened, sir?
You want to leave early?
We won't come here ever again.
If you show up here ever again,
I'll call the cops. Remember this, Brijlal!
Take your boss to a mental hospital.
Good! You are rid of her, sir.
Madam will be very happy.
Who is madam?
Why are you joking, sir?
Your wife, sir.
My wife?
Come, introduce me to her.
What the fuck?
When did you last meet Mohan Kumar?
Since the day I threw him out,
I haven't met him.
Was Mohan Kumar aware of the relations between you and Vicky?
I have no idea.
Vicky and I
became very close in the past three-four months.
Vicky was a very lonely man, Suraj.
Would you mind if I call you Suraj?
No, no problem.
By the way, what is your nickname?
Pappi.
I mean, family members you know...
Look, madam, after what my boss has done to me.
I won't hide anything.
Not just Vicky Rai,
he didn't like anyone.
He was a debauched corrupt man and a miser.
Ms. Sudha!
-Ms. Sudha! -Yes!
Would you like tea or coffee?
Tea is good.
Okay. I have some work. I can go out, right?
No.
I want to talk to you. Wait for two minutes.
-Don't go anywhere. We're not done. -Okay.
We've been married for 42 years.
I've never seen so much happiness
ever before in this house.
Brijlal, what happened?
We were in an accident.
Sir is okay. He is unharmed.
-Did he get hurt? -No, no. He's fine.
Are you okay?
This scratch?
Brijlal told me just now that
you've dumped that witch.
Rita Sethi?
No, no. There was nothing going on between us.
Please come, come.
Come.
What is all this?
Brijlal, you can go.
From today, we will start our new married life.
Yes.
Shanti, I have renounced worldly pleasures.
Now how can I give you marital bliss?
No problem.
You sleep in your room.
The shadow of that witch has gone from my house,
that is enough for me.
From now on, I'll spend the rest of my life battling injustice.
In which non-violence will be my greatest weapon.
You're talking just like Gandhi ji.
Can I call you Ba?
Call me whatever you want.
Just don't utter
that witch's name in my house. Okay?
Ba.
This is the result of my years of prayers.
-Really. -Oh, God, Mumma, don't be dramatic.
-Ba! -"Years of prayers" and all.
-Ba! -Who believes in this these days?
-Yes! I'll call you back. -Oh, okay.
Coming.
What is this?
What is all this?
Who drinks these?
You.
Your friends and all your guests.
My nation doesn't have enough water to drink,
and my house is full of this poison!
Throw these out.
By morning, none of these bottles should be here.
Yes. Uh, Brijlal!
Brijlal!
-Yes. -Throw away these liquor bottles.
Please come. Please have your dinner.
Carefully.
Please sit. I'll be right back.
Please sit.
What happened?
Vomiting?
Carefully, carefully.
Carefully.
♪ The true devotee of God ♪
♪ Is the one who ♪
♪ Understands the pain of others ♪
♪ The true devotee of God ♪
♪ Is the one who ♪
♪ Understands the pain of others ♪
♪ The true devotee of God ♪
JUSTICE STRANGLED, VICKY RAI FREE
-True happiness... -Excuse me.
Washroom?
Yes.
Take a right from there.
Thank you.
Madam, I hope you realise that I can arrest you
right now for destroying evidence.
What were you doing in the backyard?
And why was your husband doing research on Vicky Rai?
His company accounts, personal letter, email.
What? I mean why? For what reason?
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Ms. Sudha, actually
this was the doing of his Gandhi ji personality.
He was going to file a case against Vicky.
He didn't want to kill him. Yes!
And I don't have any interest in any of his work.
Trust me!
I trust you.
I've done the same for my husband too.
And I still feel guilty about that.
He'll be saved, right?
You can pray to your God to help you!
Madam, I dislike violence, but I swear
I will kill Mohan Kumar myself.
-Why? -You know what he's saying?
He wants light-skinned nurses at the hospital, not dark-skinned ones.
Who does he think he is?
Asshole! Has he come to a brothel, ma'am?
Ma'am, please don't ask me, I'm telling you...
He asked me to get single malt and mutton at the hospital.
Listen, ma'am.
If I don't serve him mutton in which
I have spat, then my name isn't Manjot Singh.
-Okay, bye. -Okay, ma'am. Okay.
Look, madam, at first he said,
"Throw out all the liquor bottles."
And after some days he sat outside the Hitz Cinema in protest.
Why?
Look at that board. It's written, "What is obscenity?"
Obscenity gives birth to violence.
Shut down this obscene cinema!
Absolutely!
Listen, everyone!
Get out of here!
Shanti!
Brijlal, where have the bottles gone?
-You... -Where are they?
Show me where they are.
Where are they? Shanti!
What the hell is this? Huh?
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
-Hello, Kumar sir. -Hello, hello.
-How are you? -After a long time.
-Yes, yes. -Yes.
-Which one have you got? -This is Indian single malt.
This is not so good. Any other?
What have I not given you?
I got your daughters admitted in convent schools.
And I gave the money for your wife's stomach operation.
And you sold my liquor collection! Should I slap you, bastard?
Bastard!
Sir, you had given the order that, by evening,
not one bottle should be seen on the shelf.
My second daughter's marriage was fixed.
I asked you for Rs. 3 lakh,
and you refused!
That's why I sold the liquor and managed to get Rs. 55,000.
Rs. 55,000?
Bastard, if in three days, you don't return my Rs. 55,000,
then watch I'll send you to jail!
-How many days? -Three days.
Three days!
My daughter's marriage was called off.
Everyone is upset with me.
Since that day, my wife hasn't spoken to me, ma'am.
-Handle the issue carefully. -Okay.
We've arrested four people, sir.
Just let me know when we should do it.
We're ready for it, sir.
I haven't got the number yet. I'll let you know.
Sir, please send a message.
No message! Call me in the morning
-at 10 a.m. -Yes, sir. Okay.
When are we meeting again?
-I will call you. -Don't call me.
Message me.
I will call you.
Assume that whatever we discussed has vanished in thin air.
I'll write in the report
that you and Vicky Rai were social friends.
These kinds of cases tire you out.
What? Again?
Now,
who wears this?
Vest?
Why? I shouldn't wear one?
-Next time, I'll keep it in mind. -No, no.
Don't change yourself for me.
There'll be problems later.
Just one thing I...
One thing I don’t understand.
If Mohan Kumar
went as Mohandas Gandhi to the party,
then how did he fire the gun?
Why would he fire the gun?
[singing in French] ♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my love girl You are mine ♪
♪ You are my love... ♪
All these things are violent in nature.
-I don't like these-- -Mr. Kumar, Vicky sir is calling.
Please excuse me.
I'll take you away from all this...
No media person should enter.
-Okay, sir. -Understood?
-Hello, Mr. Kumar. -Hello.
-Photographs are prohibited. -Hello.
Please come, Mr. Mohan.
Make sure nobody enters...
How are you doing?
I am fine. Just fine.
I am sorry.
Shall I call for goat's milk for you?
Look,
I came here to ask you some questions.
How do you live after committing all these sins?
Huh?
Again you started your drama, hmm?
Vicky! What are you doing?
Didn't you pull the same shit at the board meeting?
You made us lose crores.
I will extract my money even from your DNA if I have to.
I will file a petition against you in the court again.
And will get you
punished.
You'll get me punished?
You bastard!
Bastard!
So? Your true face has finally emerged?
Now get lost, quickly. Got it?
You.
Mr. Mohan, Mr. Mohan, Mr. Mohan.
Look, he's troubled because of Shabnam Saxena's interview.
Please forgive him.
I'm at peace. Completely at peace.
Come here. Here!
Now go!
♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my love, girl ♪
Brijlal!
Br... Br... Brijlal.
Brijlal.
-Do you want to go home? -No, just give me the car keys.
-If you want something, I'll... -Nothing. Just give me the key.
Vicky? Vicky! Vicky, Vicky!
Vicky?
-I need help. -Vicky!
Please call for an ambulance.
Hello!
-Hi, how are you? -Quite good.
-Actually, I was saying that... -Money?
-Oh, okay, okay. Yes. -Yes.
HE'S HANDING OVER A PACKET
So should I take it as a yes?
-LET BRIJLAL LEAVE -Yes, yes. Why not?
-Now we're related as in-laws. -Yes, yes.
-Your daughter is my daughter now. -Yes. Yes.
-I'll call you and meet you. -Yes. Sure.
-Okay. -Bye.
How much?
SHALL I CATCH HIM?
Here, take it.
NOT HERE
Get ahead of him.
Catch him from the front, I'll come from behind.
Yes, sir.
Hey! Come here.
-Hey! -What... what's the matter?
-Why... why are you… -Stand properly, stand!
-Calm down, keep calm. -What is all this about?
-Stand straight! -Be quiet and empty your pockets.
Okay. Take it. Take everything, money.
-Take it all. Please let me go. -Quickly!
What wrong I have done to you?
-Go, go, go. -Take it, take everything.
-Go, go. -Please, sir.
-Yes, yes, we're letting you go. -Come on.
Start walking.
Turn around, turn around.
Let me go.
Is anyone there?
♪ The true devotee of God Is the one who... ♪
The best way to find yourself
is by devoting yourself in the service of others.
And be the change
that you want to see in the world.
♪ Take the name of God Radha-Govind... ♪