Arjun sir is calling.
- Yes, sir. - Aratrika is the mole, Himel.
She's the one.
Madam, give me your hand.
Couldn't you have gone easier with the hit?
I'll manage.
Leave.
Let's go.
Move fast.
- Hello. - Hello?
- Arjun sir, can you hear me? - Yeah, tell me.
We've been attacked, sir.
They were waiting for us.
Sir, you were right.
There's a mole in our team.
Are you alright, Aratrika?
Yes, sir, I'm okay, but…
Himel?
I think he's dead, sir.
They shot him, sir! They shot him!
- What? - Sir…
Stay calm. I'll dispatch a police team right away.
- Tell me. - You screwed up, Barun da.
You brought the cops down on me.
I'll make you pay for this, even if it drags me through hell and back!
What will you do?
Look around you.
They're all gone.
Now you're next.
What will I do?
I'll put a bullet between your eyes, motherfucker!
I'll send you straight to da-bhai, just watch!
What are you waiting for, sir?
My confession's already recorded.
Might as well shoot me right now.
Before that, one last question, Aratrika.
Why?
It was two years ago.
After burning four boys alive in a club in Panihati,
gangster Taposh Das was on the run,
and we were desperate.
Tell me, where's your son?
I don't know, madam.
I'm asking again.
Where's your son?
I don't know.
Stand up!
Hey!
Hey…
Hey, listen…
That death in custody could've wrecked my life.
If anyone could've saved me,
it was one person.
There was a mark on her neck, too.
On top of that, the woman hadn't eaten for two days.
It was difficult.
But it's been taken care of now.
Your name won't come up.
They will make it look like a suicide. Relax.
Thank you, sir.
I don't know how I'll ever repay you.
The time will come,
and when it does, you'll remember this day, won't you?
And that time came quickly.
I started working for Barun Roy.
At first, it was out of desperation.
NO ENTRY WITHOUT PERMISSION
Then the money and promotions came
and it became a habit.
I didn't realize
how deep I'd sunk
until it became impossible to get out.
But no one knows that this whole crime and political nexus
is run by Barun Roy.
Bagha was connected to the party.
That was an open secret.
We'll raid a few of your places, arrest a couple of guys,
tell them to keep their mouths shut.
- Timber factory. - I'm on it, Barun da.
All clear. Everything has been moved.
It feels like someone cleared the field right before the police could get here.
There's no crime in the city
that he's not involved in.
His system would still be running smoothly…
if Saptarshi sir hadn't suddenly died…
and you hadn't shown up.
Maybe I should've told you everything sooner.
Tell Himel to take a team and immediately reach Sealdah's Relax Guest House.
Yes, sir.
Koyel Bagchi.
You need to hurry.
- Got it? - Yes.
Hey!
Baba!
- Yes, Himel, tell me. - Sir.
They're both dead.
I'm at the Nonapukur Tram Depot.
I'll send the guys.
Sir, Ranjit got away. But we've got the bag.
Get it to headquarters as soon as possible.
Himel and I are leaving with the cassettes.
Take C.R. Avenue.
We should not leave behind any eyewitness.
Come on, let's go.
There's no forgiveness…
for anything I've done.
Still, sir,
I'm sorry.
I really am.
We're killing you to keep the public's faith in the police intact.
Ranjit da, we're here. Where to now?
Upstairs? Okay.
Dada, Ranjit da?
Ranjit da?
Okay, thank you.
Yes, Ranjit da, we're coming.
Hurry up.
What did you find out?
Barun Roy's driver spilled everything.
Told us his whole schedule.
Do I have to drop a coin in the slot for you to tell me the rest?
No. Sorry.
He goes for a morning walk at 6:30 a.m.,
then at 9:00 a.m. he's at the party office,
at 1:00 p.m. he heads home for lunch,
- then at-- - What's his morning walk route?
Rabindra Sarobar, then Hazra,
takes a left at Bhawani Bhawan, then the zoo,
- and then-- - Prinsep Ghat, dada.
Prinsep Ghat.
Yes.
Prinsep Ghat?
- He doesn't go alone, does he? - No.
He's always got two gunners with him and runs ten laps.
Dada, we'll head out now.
Hey, wait.
Ranjit da, if you've got any work, just let us know.
You've done enough.
Now go home.
Ranjit da, hear me out.
- If you've got a new plan, let us in. - Hey.
We've already proven that we can handle it,
- that we're the guys for the job. - Here, take this.
Hold it. Take this too.
- Go on! Leave. - No.
- Go home. Don't show your face again. - We don't need this.
Ranjit da, we don't want this.
We want to work with you. Please.
- I've wanted this for ages. - That's not happening, babu.
It won't be long before Kolkata sees the last of me.
Where are you going, Ranjit da?
Take us with you.
Is your mind a ghost town?
A donkey's job is to carry loads, not race.
Go! Get lost!
- Da-bhai-- - Go!
- But, Ranjit da… - Just leave, or should I smack you?
Come on!
Don't you have any damn shame?
He's kicking us out like a street dog,
and you're still kissing his ass.
Kissing his ass?
People still piss themselves just hearing Ranjit Thakur's name.
His insults aren't insults. They're blessings.
Pathetic! You thick-skinned moron!
You seriously don't remember
how he dangled us in front of the kids and beat us senseless?
Hey! Forget about that! Quit holding on to the past.
Come on. Let's go drink.
I need to go back to my shop. I can't.
- Hey, Chondon, let's go. - Get lost!
So what do you think?
In Aratrika's confession, there's enough on Barun Roy
to take action, sir.
Should I issue an arrest warrant, sir?
Kartik, Barun Roy's a big fish.
If we grab him out of nowhere, it'll blow up.
But we can't wait much longer, Prosen.
The moment he gets to know about Aratrika, he'll be out of our reach.
Sir, whatever we're gonna do, we need to do it fast.
But even if we build a case and prove it in court,
he'll still get away, right, sir?
Exactly. Sir, Sagor Talukdar got out in two hours.
We won't even be able to hold Barun Roy for two minutes.
Sir, going the legal route won't work.
He's very powerful.
Practically untouchable, sir.
- Hello? - I've got a tip.
Ranjit Thakur is planning something big for Barun Roy.
- What kind of plan? - I don't know all the details, sir.
But whatever's going down, it's happening tomorrow morning,
when Barun babu goes for his jog.
Who are--
Can I get a chocobar?
- You heard me. - Worth ten or twenty?
Does that work for you?
You'll be the judge of that.
- Will it work? - It'll work wonders, Ranjit da.
For the price of a chocobar, I'm giving you royal kulfi.
And to go with it…
a chocobar.
I've already diverted the Prinsep Ghat patrol.
They must be moving out now.
The plan is clear, right?
Sir, I'm in position.
Good. Any sign of Ranjit?
- No, sir. - Be alert. He must be close.
If you spot him, you can't let him out of your sight.
Yes, sir.
Once he's done, find the right moment and nab him.
Be careful. Civilians should not be harmed.
I'll keep that in mind, sir.
Call me when it's done.
- Greetings, sir. - Not now.
That's enough.
Move back, sir!
Run!
Ranjit, what are you doing?
Why?
Goddamn it.
- Ranjit, why are you so pissed off? - Damn it!
Let's just talk this through.
I'm like an older brother to you.
- Ranjit, listen to me. Babu, hear me out-- - Enjoy this chocobar.
Stop!
Ranjit!
Stop!
Sir, I lost him.
This just in.
NGS heavyweight member and philanthropist
Barun Roy has been shot dead during his morning walk near Prinsep Ghat.
Two of his security personnel…
The police haven't figured out who's behind this yet.
The news of Barun babu's death has stunned the entire city.
The streets are empty, as you'd expect…
Who could Barun Roy, revered as the people's leader, have as enemies?
- Sir. - A bold daylight murder like this
begs the question of how safe the common citizens of Kolkata…
A hell of a shitstorm just blew through,
and your SIT didn't even catch wind of it?
Does your information network even work?
Sir, we follow orders from above.
They tell us who to catch and who to let go,
and we act on it.
Don't act smart with me, Arjun.
Focus on Barun Roy's murder.
The investigation is ongoing, sir.
What's there to investigate?
Ranjit Thakur is behind this.
I want him as soon as possible.
Sir, we're actively tracking Ranjit for arrest.
Arrest?
I want him dead, Arjun.
As soon as possible.
What do you think Ranjit's next move will be?
Any thoughts?
Sir,
after this, he has no choice but to go underground.
At least until things calm down.
Underground.
The CM himself wants him dead.
That means no one from NGS will shelter him.
Sagor wiped out his gang.
The few left are in our custody.
Even to go underground, he'll need someone's help.
Sir.
The only two people who could have helped him
were Sagor Talukdar and Barun Roy.
He killed them both.
Sir, he's done.
What other option does Ranjit have except to surrender?
You know, sometimes scorpions sting themselves.
They'd rather die from their own venom than admit defeat.
He's like that.
He won't surrender.
He will do whatever it takes to survive.
The question is, who in Kolkata can still help him?
- Yes, Kallol? - Barun Roy was murdered, Bini di.
- Near Prinsep Ghat. - What?
- When? - I just got the news.
Everyone is leaving for the hospital.
Alright. Keep me posted.
Hello. Wait, madam.
Come in.
The opposition leader's office has an AC this bad?
I've been sitting here sweating for two hours.
Have a seat. We need to talk.
So, you get the power of that video cassette now?
The whole party's got their balls in their mouth.
So, this is what you came to tell me?
No.
I came here to make you the next CM.
First, Sagor and now Barun Roy. You killed them both.
You have no clue where those video cassettes are.
And you still dared to come here?
I am the cassette.
Ranjit Thakur is the video cassette.
Whatever's on that tape, I witnessed it along with Sagor.
From the CM to the DM, I can strip them all bare.
Goddamn it, just say the word.
Want a sample?
Sports Minister Anjan Guha.
In April 1996, he filed a missing report for his wife.
She wasn't missing.
He had her killed and buried in his backyard.
Here's the address.
Dig it up.
You'll still find her remains there.
What do you want from me?
Protection.
A safe exit from India,
and some cash.
And you think I'd help a wanted criminal?
That I wouldn't just turn you in?
If you wanted to, you would have already done it, madam.
Who here isn't a criminal, madam?
Your childhood dream
of taking down the NGS and bringing this government to its knees
is possible only through…
You came to the wrong place.
I don't play dirty politics.
And what the hell have you achieved with your clean politics?
If you ever want to be Bengal's CM in this lifetime,
this is your only shot.
Got it?
Alright.
Sleep on it.
Think about your future and meet me with some good news tomorrow.
We'll meet for breakfast at nine.
I'll send you the location.
I'm bringing it over.
There you go.
Hey, stop! Chondon, stop!
- Hey! - Hey, Chondon!
- Come with me. - I didn't do anything, sir.
- Keep moving. - Move!
- You can go. - That's enough. Keep walking.
- Kulfi? - Yes.
- Come with me! Now! - What's wrong, sir?
- Where to? - Move!
- Sir, my cap. - Leave it.
Sir, where are you taking me?
- What's wrong? - No, sir!
Sir…
Sir, Ranjit da didn't give us any address.
He only said he's leaving Kolkata in a few days.
That's all we know. Let us go, sir.
That's it?
He's planning to leave the city.
Som, I'm making the right call here, right?
No matter what happens tomorrow…
always remember…
that you were…
and will always be…
the purest part of my soul.
- It's hurting. I'm coming, sir. - How busy are you?
- You finally showed up after ten calls. - I'm coming with you.
Sir, I'm here now.
Greetings, sir.
- Do all your greetings inside. - Greetings.
Sir, can you ask them to go easy on me next time?
Ranjit was in Sonagachi yesterday.
That girl Mithu, the one he's fixed on.
Ask her. She might have some information for you.
Come in, madam.
Khoga, repeat the order.
You made the right call.
Will you have breakfast,
or are you watching your figure?
Give me the cassettes first,
then I'll arrange for your escape.
First off, congratulations
on finally entering politics the right way.
But I reject your offer.
The thing is,
Barun da pulled the same move and screwed me over.
So I gave it right back to him.
Here's the deal.
The moment I step onto foreign soil,
you'll get your information.
Then go ahead, topple the government, play politics, and run the system.
But once you're the CM…
stay in touch.
Don't just vanish like a…
On Monday,
you're coming with me to Dhaka as part of my staff.
I'll tell you what to do when we get there.
Hey, what's going on here?
- Hey! Move it! - Get lost!
Move!
He was here last night, sahab.
I've no idea where he is now.
Next time he shows up,
call me on this number.
She's not reliable.
Do you have any of our men here?
No, sir. I'll get someone here now.
- Kartik? - Sir.
Did you get any information from Kidderpore Dock?
- Yes, sir. I'll have something by tonight. - Get in.
No, I still live there.
Dada, how much longer?
Good morning, sir.
Good morning.
Thank you, Ratan.
Campaigning is in its final phase,
and the election is in five days.
Out of nowhere, Nibedita Basak is flying to Dhaka for this.
Doesn't that seem a little fishy?
It's not just fishy, sir.
It's a full fish market.
What's going on, Arjun?
If anything goes wrong, we'll both lose our jobs.
Nibedita Basak is running for CM, for God's sake.
She's running for CM,
but she's not the CM yet.
One last favor, Saumya.
After this, I won't ask for anything else, please.
The favor jar is overflowing, Arjun.
Please, Saumya.
Being friends with you is a trap in itself.
Send it. Send me the number.
Taxi!
- Let's go. - Where to?
Airport.
- Madam, tell me. - Are you on your way?
Yeah, I'm in a taxi.
- What about you? - I'm leaving now.
No need to wait for me. I'll see you on the flight.
But we were supposed to go together.
Madam, what's wrong? Did you change the plan?
The less we're seen together in public, the better.
Stay near the boarding gate after the security check.
You'll meet Kallol there.
And don't wander around too much.
If you worry this much, I swear I'll fall in love with you.
Hello?
Hello, Saumya?
Any update?
Arjun, you need to listen to this.
The less we're seen together in public, the better.
Stay near the boarding gate after the security check.
You'll meet Kallol there.
And don't wander around too much.
If you worry this much, I swear I'll fall in love with you.
That's Ranjit Thakur, right?
Himel! Thanks, Saumya.
I really owe you one. Thanks a lot.
- Sir. - We found Ranjit.
He's headed to the airport. We all need to move.
- Now! - Sir!
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose International Airport.
Your passport, please.
Let's go!
Remain seated.
Ratan da.
Excuse me!
Move aside! SIT!
Enjoy your flight, sir.
Hey, you all go that way. Let's go.
So, you're just like the rest.
That's politics for you.
Do you really think the help of a bottom-feeding criminal like Ranjit
will make you the CM?
I thought you were better than that.
Politics is not that simple, Officer.
Some…
Some compromises have to be made.
This isn't a compromise. It's surrender.
You sold your soul to the devil, ma'am.
You've let your people down.
Attention please.
Flight 6021 to Dhaka will depart
from gate number three.
Thank you.
- Hey! What are you doing? - Sorry.
- Hello. - Sir, we haven't found him yet.
Wait, I'm coming.
Your Dhaka trip is canceled, ma'am.
I'll see you soon.
- Has boarding started? - No, sir.
Move!
- Hey! Stop! - Move!
Out of my way, damn it!
Get out!
Hey, stop! Stop!
Hey, move!
Hey!
- Hey! - My child!
- I'll blow her brains out!
- Out of my way! Hey! - Hey, put her down.
- My child! - I'll kill her!
- Put her down! - I'll shoot her!
- Hey, put your guns down! - Put down the kid.
- Hey, the kid will pay the price. - Okay.
- Don't. - I'll blow her brains out.
- Don't do it. - Put the gun down.
- Okay. - There goes her brain.
- Okay. - There it goes.
- You wanna see her brain? - Hand over the kid.
- My child. - Guns down.
- Put the gun down, or else… - Okay.
Hey, put it down.
I'll blow her brains out.
You couldn't get Ranjit's recording,
but this tape has enough explosives to take down the government.
It has the confession of an officer.
It lays bare how the nexus of gangsters,
the police, and the ruling party ran this city together.
But after what I did…
Why are you helping me?
- I should be behind bars! - Yes, you should be.
But the problem here, ma'am,
is if every corrupt politician went to jail,
there wouldn't be room for anyone else.
Frankly, I don't have much of a choice.
So, I'm going with the lesser evil here.
And we all live in hope for a change.
I'll see you.