[cell phone ringing]
Hello, paaji?
Yes, I'll be right there. Right away.
I'm leaving.
Oh, kake, straighten up.
Focus on your workout instead of Insta reeling.
Sat sri akal, paaji.
[engine starts]
Did you get Vicky, paaji?
Hmm.
But not where we expected him.
-Why? -You tell me why.
He was saying that he'd pray at Noor Mahal dargah,
and after that he would surrender. That's what he told me.
What dargah? He didn't even come to Noor Mahal.
Look, apart from the minister and me,
it was only you who knew Vicky would have an encounter.
And you were paid in advance for the deal.
Paaji, even if you didn't pay me, I would never cheat you.
I've been working for you since five years now.
Have I ever given you a false lead?
The leak must have been from your department.
[turns off engine]
The leak was not from my department, Nopi.
But who told you this, paaji?
-Vicky did. -And you believe what Vicky said?
Mm-mm.
But I do believe whatever I heard.
Vicky sent a recording of your conversation.
-Wanna hear? -[cocks gun]
[gunshot]
[intriguing music playing]
Yes, sir, job done.
[engine starts]
Is Shinda at home?
He must be dead.
Dead?
[Parminder] He hasn't come home in months, so he has to be dead.
-Can I come in? -Come.
You don't need any entry ticket.
[Punjabi song playing softly]
[Garundi] When was the last time Shinda came home?
[Parminder] I don't know.
The only thing I know is, it's been two months
since my son went to school.
Shinda hasn't even bothered to pay the fees for school.
He's wanted in a police case.
File some more cases on him, let him rot in jail. [sniffles]
I'm writing a number down here for you.
You hear anything about your husband from anywhere,
you call me on this number.
What do I do with the number?
My phone doesn't even have balance in it.
Okay, then.
Listen…
Are you married or not?
Looks like you also prefer men.
You don't like women, is it?
Come, come. Come on.
Come, let's go to the station for questioning.
-Come. -What, what questions?
Oh, God. Case related, what else?
-Move. -Are you… are you here to arrest me?
Huh? When did I say arrest?
Your older cousin got brutally murdered, won't you help?
Come. Come, come. Come, let's go.
-I need to call my daddy. -Oh, come on now.
We'll call your daddy also.
We'll free you long before your daddy comes. Get in.
Come on, let's go.
[bike approaching]
Haanji, how's it going?
You can see how it's going. Can't even afford to pay for cigarettes.
But didn't you have so many fans? And wasn't Shinda one of them?
-Which Shinda? -6272?
Oh, yeah…
I tried very hard, but he didn't fall for it.
He wants Roop all the time.
He pays her very well.
Where can I find Roop?
Wake up!
Behenchod, did you drink the whole liquor shop last night?
I told you… [panting]
-I don't remember anything. -Except Shinda, huh?
Shinda, 6272?
It was a long time ago.
I… haven't seen him at all lately.
Only you didn't see him, the dhabawala saw him last night,
that too with you.
[children chattering outside]
So, tell me, you know a truck driver called Shinda?
-Who… no, no, sir. -Okay.
And there's also a bus driver, Pramod Kumar. You know him?
-I don't know him, sir. -Sure?
Yeah. Sure, sir, sure. Yeah. I don't know him.
"Sure, sir, sure. "
Why was this guy at your showroom then?
Hmm?
[stuttering] Car, for a car. I have no idea, sir.
Come, let's go. Come, come, come.
Let's sell some cars for you.
And park your fucking ass here.
Okay…
you'll talk, or should I make you talk?
-Sir… sir, talk… talk what… Daddy? -Your daddy will also come here, swine.
-[phone ringing] -Sir?
Sir, phone's ringing. It's the SSP.
[phone ringing]
-Should I get you a cool drink? -[stutters] Uh, no, sir, you go ahead, no.
Must be feeling hot, huh?
[Manna] What's going on here?
We have a suspicion that Happy's acquainted with this guy.
-And who is this guy? -Absconding.
He is the bus driver who had attempted to run over Paul and kill him.
So?
[Balbir] So what?
Are you going to charge Happy?
If the evidence is strong, then yes.
-Let me tell you something, you-- -Balbir?
Janab?
[cell phone ringing]
Yes, sir.
SSP saab has been calling, why don't you answer?
-Sir, I… -[cell phone ringing]
Take it.
Yes, sir. Sure, tell me.
[Balbir speaking indistinctly]
[Balbir] O-Okay… Okay, sir.
Come on.
You go on.
So done talking? Hm?
From now on, if you ever feel the need to speak
or interrogate Manna Dhillon's son…
you come with a warrant or don't bother.
What is it, Daddy?
What did you do?
What were you thinking?
Bloody hell, Paul was your cousin, man, your elder brother!
-What were you thinking? -I don't have a brother!
Paul was certainly not my brother.
Useless.
No matter how hard I try, you're just never satisfied with me.
Who's the star of the family? Paul.
Who is the most intelligent one? Paul!
I could have also done things for you.
Have you ever looked at me?
When do you ever think about me?
When I screw up and do something wrong, only then.
That's why I did all of this.
The land that you rightfully deserve.
I wanted to get that land for you, can't you see?
So that at least for once, you would look at me with love.
[breathing deeply]
Yeah, Garundi…
Behenchod, we're such arseholes…
losers…
This world is run by behenchod.
Big shots like Manna Dhillon…
and then by their kids.
Chuck it, paaji.
We'll find some other way.
I, uh, managed to get hold of Shinda's mistress. Who knows…
maybe this could lead us to Shinda soon.
[Balbir sighs]
Oye-hoye.
You bought a new car? Didn't even tell me.
Where?
-[Karan] Used to be so much fun. -[Nimrat laughing]
[toy gun shooting]
Sat sri akal, Uncleji.
-How are you? -[angrily] Sat sri akal.
[toy gun shooting]
-[whispering] Should I leave? -[Nimrat whispering] No, no, sit.
-[Karan] Are you sure? It's odd. -[toy gun shooting]
[Nimrat whispering] Get used to it…
Just wait here, I'll be back.
Golu Singh?
-[Nimrat] This is really nice. -[Balbir] Nimrat?
-Coming. -Go, go.
My glass of milk, please.
Yeah, getting it.
[sighs wearily]
Let's go inside.
[sighs]
[Nimrat] Papaji?
[Balbir] Keep it there.
[Nimrat] Golu, I'll bring some milk for you, too?
Shall I cover it? Papaji?
Papaji, what are you doing? Papaji, open the door.
Open the door, Papaji. What are you doing?
No, no, Papaji, I beg of you, please don't do this. Papaji, please!
Papaji, please don't do anything. Papaji!
-Are you listening to me? I beg of you! -What are you doing?
-[Nimrat shouts] Please! -[Karan groans]
-Open the door! -[Karan] This is not what it looks like.
You're misunderstanding…
-[Balbir smacking] -[Nimrat shouting] Papaji, please!
-Papaji, open the door! Please! -[Karan groaning]
[Nimrat pleading] Papaji, please!
[screaming] Papaji, don't do this! Please, stop!
[Karan groaning]
-[Nimrat sobbing loudly] -[Karan grunting]
-[Nimrat screaming] -Please…
-[screams] Papaji! -[grunts]
Why don't you ever support me? [sobbing]
-[Karan groaning] -[Nimrat screaming] Please, Papaji!
[sobbing loudly]
-[Karan grunts] -[Nimrat screams and cries]
-[panting] -[Nimrat] Why don't you ever want me
to be happy, Papaji?
[Karan groans]
-[Karan winces and gasps] -[Balbir] Come on.
[Karan grunting]
You will be able to drive?
[Karan] Yes.
-[breathing heavily] -Here.
You… you shouldn't have come home, puttar.
You didn't want… [winces]
…you didn't want us meeting outside, right?
That's why I came here.
[wincing]
What's wrong with that?
[crying]
[sobbing]
[indistinct chatter]
[vendor shouting in Punjabi]
[man speaking in Punjabi]
-You know where Shinda is? -Over there.
[dog barking]
Darling?
Oye.
Come here. What took you so long?
[kissing]
Forgive me.
Forgive me, please, Shinda.
Please forgive me.
Huh?
What happened? Hey, look at me.
The police are here.
[Roop crying]
What did you do, you fucking bitch!
You bloody bitch.
You got me screwed.
Hey! Stop there, oye!
-Hey, stop, behenchod. -Quick, quick.
-Catch him! -Catch him. Where are you going?
Hey!
-That way, that way! -Stop!
-Hey, wait! -[Shinda grunts]
-Catch him! -Catch him!
[constables shouting]
-Quick! -Catch him!
-Sir, sir, sir! -That side, that side!
[both grunting]
[Shinda groans]
[both grunting]
[Shinda groans]
Okay, saab. I got him.
-[Shinda grunting] -[constable] Hey, come on.
Motherfucker, ruined my face!
It's my engagement today.
It's not so bad. You'll be okay, paaji.
-I'll be okay? -Yes, sir.
Get lost, bloody expert.
[grunts]
[footsteps approaching]
[Balbir] Do you know Manna Dhillon?
No, janab.
[Balbir] Who ordered the job then?
What job, sir?
Behenchod, the gora's murder, what else?
But he met with an accident and died.
That night…
was foggy.
There was fog everywhere…
I couldn't see the road.
The gora suddenly came out of nowhere…
I pressed the brakes really hard,
but the brakes didn't work, what could I do?
[Shinda cries]
If you don't tell us the truth now, then my brakes will also fail.
Behenchod, ruined my face on my engagement.
Janab, trust me, I'm not lying about this.
And what you did after the accident?
Your attempt to kill Toti?
I got nervous, janab.
What if Toti told someone about the accident then…
[crying] I'd be finished.
[crying]
Let's say you are telling the truth.
Let's say it was an accident.
But where's the dead body?
[truck approaching]
[truck honking]
[truck bangs]
[footsteps rustling]
[body thuds, splashes]
[water bubbling]
Get him over here.
[indistinct chatter]
Janab…
let me meet the family.
I…
I'll apologize to them.
[sobbing]
-Enough, take him away, yaar! -[Shinda sobbing]
So, what do you think?
Was it really an accident then?
Accident…
paaji, it could also be a staged accident.
Now when Happy or Manna…
could pay a bus driver to finish off Paul Dhillon,
then couldn't they have paid a truck driver to finish Liam off?
We set out looking for Paul's killer,
behenchod, we found Liam's instead.
[indistinct chatter]
And the man who killed Liam…
you have him in custody.
You mean…
the same man…
got both my sons killed.
Madam, investigation's on. We'll solve it soon.
Is that your standard line for all grieving mothers?
I want to see Liam.
Liam, it's not-- Explain to her, please.
I am his mother!
I have a right.
True. Agreed, madam.
But the body is in post-mortem.
So take me to the morgue.
Wha--
Is this about money?
You can't get anything done here without it
because I have cash. I can pay. Jassi, just tell him!
I can pay!
No, madam, please. Try and understand.
He was run over by a truck. The body is in bad shape.
Madam, it's not a good time to see your son.
[crying]
[continues crying]
[crying loudly]
You called me, Daddy?
[Manna] Don't you worry.
I'm confident that guy will never trouble you again.
But be careful henceforth.
It's registered in your name.
You could get into a big mess.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
[flies buzzing]
[sniffles]
[Balbir] I hope you didn't cook dinner.
I told you we'll be going to Garundi's engagement.
[sighs]
Papaji, I'm not feeling too well.
Just take Golu with you.
Oye, Golu Singh. [laughs] Champion!
You'll go with Nanu to the party?
Looking all smart and handsome. Mm?
-Yay! -[Balbir laughs]
Why did you call me here?
Because this land is what caused the rift, bhaisaab.
Happy had paid a bus driver some money…
to kill Paul in an accident.
But Happy has nothing to do with Paul's actual death.
And why are you telling me this now?
Because the fault is all mine, bhaisaab.
I never treated Happy like a father should treat a son.
[Manna sniffles]
[sighs]
Whatever he did in his life was only to impress me.
[scoffs]
It's all thanks to me that he took that step.
I always loved Paul more than I loved Happy.
Happy was aware of this.
[Manna breathing deeply]
[chuckles]
Just like Charuno always loved you more than me.
Right?
Satwinder paaji's everyone's favorite.
Not even God stands a chance with Satwinder paaji. [laughs]
I do wanted to be her favorite, bhaisaab.
Which is why I took so much care of her hoping that somebody she would…
[clicks tongue]
I'm withdrawing the land dispute case, bhaisaab.
You're the eldest…
this land should be yours.
[Manna sighs]
And you are free to deal with Happy as you see fit.
You're his uncle after all.
[Manna sighs]
-[indistinct chatter] -[Balbir laughs]
Here we are, finally! [laughs]
No, no, puttar, don't touch it.
Look at this. Everything's so colorful.
[indistinct chatter]
-Here we are. -[children chattering]
Hey, congratulations. All the best.
So, tell me, Garundi, how are you feeling? All good?
I'm okay, but Silky's looking nervous.
Barnala police station senior police officer had called,
-they found a body by the canal. -Hey, at least take a break today.
Hear me out. It's Pramod Kumar's body.
Murder?
Just give me an hour with Happy, I'll make him spill it out.
Who's going to tell Sikka? You or me?
Sikka is a mother--
-Sikka is a mother-- -[both gasp]
Oye, puttar, no, he didn't say that.
-You want some ice cream? -Hmm.
-Come, let's go. Come on, come, good boy. -Ah, Golu Singh.
Your girl is waiting, you better go back inside.
-Oh, yeah. -Or she might run away. Come, Golu.
[indistinct chattering]
Rajji? Rajindre?
Oh, Rajji?
-[Rajji] Hmm? -What are you doing here all alone?
Don't you know Silky's been looking for you everywhere.
You know what? Silky's mother got a gold chain for you.
Let's go get our photo clicked.
You go ahead, I'll join you.
All right, then.
[Punjabi song playing]
[phone vibrating]
[continues vibrating]
[phone ringing]
[explosion]
[monitor beeping]
[Raman] I'd gone with some ice cream for Golu.
I kept ringing the doorbell, but no one opened the door.
When I called Nimrat,
I heard the phone ringing inside but she didn't answer.
[monitor beeping continues]
There was not a single sound from inside.
I started to leave, but…
something didn't feel right.
When I tried to get into the house through the back gate,
I saw Nimrat lying unconscious.
I didn't know what to do,
so I picked her up and brought her to the hospital.
Doctor said she drank detergent.
She's under observation.
He said she'll make it.
[monitor beeping continues]
[Jung] Behenchod, are you insane? What the fuck is wrong with you, bitch?
-[grunts] Behenchod! -[Rajji gasps]
What if someone had died?
And thank goodness, Amarpal didn't find out.
If he gets to know that you leaked the cylinder
intentionally, behenchod…
What will he do?
He's already done what he wanted to.
He's getting married to the girl of his choice.
He's getting married, so what? Should he not marry?
She is going to dominate us. [sniffles]
She'll want a share of everything.
Half the house, half the land, all of Amarpal!
Enough, Rajji, stop it! It's enough, really.
Let go of him now. Forget all that happened.
How can I ever forget?
[sniffles] I'm in love with him.
[monitor beeping]
[sighs]
-[Nimrat gulps] -Puttar…
[crying]
Do you know? Do you know how much everyone loves you?
Just not me…
Raman…
[crying] Golu?
[sobbing]
[Balbir crying]
And the one whom I love?
[Balbir crying]
My life belongs to everyone except me.
I never wanted to get married.
I wanted to study.
And you knew that I was good.
But all you wanted was to get rid of me.
Maybe because I reminded you too much of Mom, that's why.
[whimpers softly]
[Nimrat] You married me off, and the baby followed.
I told Raman I was not ready for a baby as yet.
[sniffles]
But he's…
a copy of you.
Same emotional pressure.
I know what you must be thinking now.
That she doesn't care for her own child.
But the truth is, Papaji…
that I do love Golu very much.
But this was also true…
that I did not want a kid.
Both of you are the same.
You never accept your mistakes.
If I say something,
I become a bad daughter and a bad wife.
In fact, so bad that, look…
even death doesn't want me.
[sniffling]
What did Nimrat say?
She spoke the truth.
[sighs]
Indiraji…
I have something to tell you.
It's okay, Balbirji…
I understand.
[sighs]
What…
Whatever happened that night was…
I apologize.
It was I who started it.
Uh…
Indiraji…
[breathing deeply]
I'm the one who shot your husband.
Indiraji…
[opens and closes door]
[Indira crying]
Indiraji…
There was a minister I owed a favor to.
My in-laws had filed a case against me.
He got me out of that.
Nopi was a good man, but…
but I killed him for my benefit.
[muffled crying]
[muffled crying continues]
[cell phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
Yes, Johal saab.
[Johal] About this Liam Murphy case, the post-mortem's still on.
Balbir, let me come straight to the point.
Paul Dhillon's saliva was found on Liam Murphy's penis.
What?
What are you saying, Johal saab?
Hmm? Maybe the samples got mixed up or something.
[Johal] No, no. I've run it twice.
[voices echoing] Paul Dhillon's saliva was found on Liam Murphy's penis.
[Satnam] Then what was Saakar doing there?
When Paul and you were having sex in the car?
[Johal] Veera Soni's DNA and, uh,
the DNA found on the saliva of Paul Dhillon's…
[Shinda] It was fog everywhere, I couldn't see the road.
[Nimrat] You are a poison.
Whoever gets close to you gets badly damaged.
[multiple voices echoing]
[Nimrat's scream echoing]
-[glass shattering] -[tires screeching]
[dog barking]
[intriguing music playing]