Now listen carefully.
It will be a win-win for the both of us.
You ought to get me the file which has information
on all the deals between the CM and Mishra Global Projects.
Then I'll see what to do about you.
My friends from the press...
a lot of you thought that I am framing the CM...
in an attempt to play dirty politics.
But I am a responsible leader.
And I have all the evidence against the skeleton scam.
I have all the documents.
What do you think they are building there?
An infrastructure standing tall on the foundation of scams.
Welcome, sir.
Babaji...
Please forgive me, Babaji.
I made a huge mistake, Babaji...
Please... Please, Babaji.
Forgive me... please.
I am...
really very sorry, Babaji.
I made a huge mistake...
by conducting an investigation against you.
I surrender everything to you.
Now the government has no evidence against you.
Stop worrying about the evidence.
Evidence can show up anywhere, out of the blue.
There's no guarantee to it.
But you surrendering all your work to me...
is the evidence of your loyalty.
I assure you...
I won't let anyone cause you any harm.
Don't you worry a bit.
A worried saint is no saint at all.
Anyway...
we've successfully cleansed your conscience.
Live in peace.
We shall hold our peace...
for now.
Do have the 'prasad' before you leave.
THE PANACEA
Just in, IG Sharma had a heart attack.
I have prescribed some medicines for him.
IG Sharma recently became a topic of interest
when he joined hands with the CM's investigation committee
against Baba Nirala.
His condition is very critical
and he has been taken to the ICU.
IG Sharma is one of the best...
He was admitted to the hospital last night.
The game is changing its course.
I'll have to talk to Baba.
Yes.
Sir!
What do I do with this?
You're jinxed!
Since the day you left Hukum and joined me...
he's climbing up the ladder, while I'm being screwed.
Sir, please don't say that.
And don't you worry.
Then what else do I do?
Hukum took the stage with Baba...
and now his face is across all the news channels.
Sir, today's news is tomorrow's history.
Hukum Singh has no future.
In fact, he has landed himself into renunciation.
You will soon see him on the streets
with nothing but a begging bowl.
Maybe.
But if Hukum contests the elections again...
you'll be the one begging on the streets...
that too, without a bowl. Let's go.
Pin her! Pin her down!
-Come on! -Cover!
Hold her! Lift her up!
Now pull!
Good! Well done!
Well done!
Pull her.
Hold her!
Catch her! Well done!
Good going!
Pin her!
Yes!
Well done. Defence.
Free yourself.
Pin her! Come on!
Yes! Good going!
Well done!
Hey, Parminder! Pammi!
Get in your costume.
Hey, Bharti. Come here.
Have a match with her. She's new.
Show me what you got.
Yes, ma'am.
Stand up!
Begin.
Pull her!
Good! Good!
Pammi, pull her. Come on.
Who is the girl?
She is new and she is bloody good!
Good job!
Well done.
That's it.
You've got game.
But your footwork is not up to the mark.
What?
Your upper body is quick but your lower body isn't keeping up.
The opponent will use this against you. Got it?
Listen.
This sport is not for you to show off! Got it?
Yes, Coach.
I will put in all my efforts.
You need to focus as well.
Coach, allow me a bout with her.
One slam on the ground...
and she'll either learn everything or quit wrestling for good.
Renu, go and practice.
Everybody, get in formation.
Hail Babaji! He represents all forms!
-Hail Babaji -Nirala Singh!
Hail the messiah of the poor!
Japnaam! Japnaam!
Japnaam!
-Hey, Ms. Wrestler. -Satti!
So?
-How are you? -Great.
How was it, practising on the mat?
To be honest...
wrestling is no fun until you get some mud on your hands.
But the mat is good too.
Just needs some getting used to.
And the coach? Is she any good? Or is she just for show?
No, Satti, she is sharp.
Very observant.
-She catches flaws like that! -Good.
Anyway, what brings you here?
I am taking Babita home, this Sunday...
to introduce her to Mom and Dad.
-Okay. -You have to come along.
Why? She's your wife. You take her.
Oh, really? And she is nothing to you?
She is! She is my sweet sister-in-law.
But I can't go with you this Sunday.
Babaji is conducting a sermon.
Don't do this, Pammi.
I always have your back, don't I?
You know the situation, there will be a lot of drama.
God knows how Mom will react when she finds out about Babita.
Look, Satti...
I'll feel encouraged.
Please come along.
But what about the Sunday sermon?
I cannot miss it.
But don't worry.
You have Babaji's blessings.
Everything will be alright.
You know that if I come along...
Mom will get more upset.
Please try to understand.
Manager...
Mr. Chopra's demise was tragic for us too.
But what can we do? He's not coming back.
We can't let the truth slip away.
We want to see...
the old CCTV footage of the hotel.
Old footage?
But sir had gotten a new system installed six months ago.
The old footage is junk.
Sir, Dr. Natasha said that it was five or six years ago.
Footage that old will be difficult to find.
Because the old cameras don't work anymore.
They don't work...
but you didn't put them up for sale, right?
You have them, don't you?
-Show me then. -Okay.
Pravin, how long have you been working here?
Almost 25 years.
Do you know her?
Yes, I do.
She used to work here, at the reception.
Then she was promoted to Assistant Manager.
And who is she?
Kavita. She is a local.
I have dropped her home a couple of times.
A few years ago, my daughter lost her husband.
He died in an accident.
Kavita gave up on the world.
But then she started praying and meditation...
and visited the ashram often.
That's when she started feeling at peace.
Since then, she's been staying there.
We too, are at peace.
She must be in touch with you.
Do you talk to her, at all?
Yes, of course.
We talk to her over the phone.
She even visits us sometimes.
Okay, then.
I'd like to talk to her.
Sure. Here you go.
You've got a call from home.
You have only two minutes.
-Hello. -Kavita.
Have a word with him. Here.
Hello, Kavita.
I'm Sub-Inspector Ujagar Singh, calling from your home.
I need to talk to you about a case.
Police? Why are you at my home?
Where is Dad?
Is Mom okay?
Yes, everything is all right.
I need to talk to you about Hotel Shabnam.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I know you used to go there.
Don't worry. Just tell me if you knew a girl...
named Mohini.
-No. -Don't be scared.
-I... -The police are with you.
I don't know anything about Hotel Shabnam.
I have no idea.
Japnaam, Mother Superior.
Kavita is on a call with her family.
She's talking since a while.
-Listen to me. Hello? -Please...
let me have a word with Himanshu.
-Hello? -It's urgent, please.
She wants to talk to Himanshu. Where is he?
He's at the factory, working.
Himanshu is at work.
Are you doing fine at the ashram?
-Everything is all right. -Japnaam.
Please tell Himanshu that I want to...
come back home.
You want to come home?
Then why don't you?
Is someone forcing you to stay there?
You are impossible!
What nonsense are you talking about?
Sir, your daughter sounded scared.
Look, that's not the case at all.
She is very happy at the ashram.
Please...
leave us alone.
Look, you don't have to be afraid.
I think Kavita is in trouble.
-Just file a complaint. -Complaint?
What kind of complaint and against whom?
Don't invite unnecessary trouble.
As I said, she is very happy at the ashram.
No reason to believe anything otherwise.
You may leave now. We have other work.
So, you don't want to stay here?
You want to go home?
Your mind is getting distracted?
Come on.
It's time we take you to the purification room.
No.
Cleanse your mind with meditation and chanting.
Come on!
-Please! -Come!
Please...
-Move it! -Please, don't.
-Come on! -Mother Superior!
-Please, don't. -Stop fighting me!
-No, Mother Superior... -Hurry up!
No!
Please forgive me, Mother Superior.
-Keep walking! -Hurry!
Open it.
Please don't...
-Please! -Come on!
No...
You have to!
Move!
No, please...
Move!
Open it.
Please, don't...
-Please, please! -Go!
Get in!
-Please, Mother Superior. -Start chanting immediately!
Japnaam. Japnaam. Japnaam.
God bless you.
Let's go in.
Come, my child.
Have a seat.
Stop scowling.
At least hear him out.
Fine, tell me.
What do you have to say? Let it be.
There's nothing left to say.
Babaji asked you to marry and you happily obliged, right?
And worse, you didn't even bother telling us.
I am sure Pammi wanting to be a nun is the reason behind it.
So, why come here now to tell us?
You could've come with a couple of babies of your own.
Mom, Pammi is not responsible.
It was my decision.
There's no point arguing about it.
I've married Babita...
and she's your daughter-in-law.
Absolutely not!
This is my house.
And as long as I am alive...
I will not accept her as my daughter-in-law.
Don't talk rubbish, Mom.
Accept her or not, she is your daughter-in-law.
Satti, don't.
I completely understand, ma'am.
I come from a brothel.
And you are decent folks.
What would the society and your relatives think, right?
But Satti's not at fault here.
He doesn't understand these things.
Babaji coerced us into this marriage.
Don't worry.
I will divorce Satti.
Then you can get him married to a decent girl.
You'll divorce me? You think this is a joke?
Doesn't matter how...
but we are married.
She's my wife.
And whether you like it or not...
Babita is the daughter-in-law of this family.
If it's a problem, we'll take your leave.
-Let's go, Babita. -Sit down!
This is my house as well.
We're putting an end to this discussion.
No one's leaving at this hour.
Both of you, go upstairs.
We'll talk about it in the morning.
Let's go, Babita.
Come on.
You stood up against your mom for me.
Because she was wrong.
But she is your mother.
You don't even know me.
All I know is...
come what may...
you are my wife.
And I am your husband.
That's... everything I need to know.
It's not your fault.
Why should anyone rebuke you?
I was nine years old...
when they brought me to Delhi.
My dad sold me for 5,000 rupees.
I was not even 12 when...
a man--
Don't.
I don't want to know.
Forget the past.
If anyone else touches you...
I will kill him.
Remember that.
Where is Sohini?
She is in her room, asleep.
Thank you.
The case is getting complicated by the day.
First Ravi Chopra gets murdered.
Then Kavita being at his hotel.
And now her not wanting to stay at the ashram.
Everything points to the ashram.
Don't forget about Mohini.
In the words of SMP...
Mohini, Kavita and the ashram...
are connected in not one, but many ways.
The spy in me says you should interrogate Kavita.
It's like living in Rome and challenging the pope.
SHO indirectly threatened me to stop investigating.
And the ashram's henchman, Michael...
is the biggest obstacle in my way.
Kavita's parents are not
going to support us.
How can a father abandon his daughter like this?
As far as I know,
Kavita's father owns a jaggery factory and it's funded by Bhopa.
The sugarcane comes from the ashram's farms...
and then the whole produce is bought back by the ashram.
This is such a deep nexus.
Yes, Natasha.
Something's definitely fishy.
Cheers.
Stop.
What do you want?
Sub-Inspector Ujagar Singh.
-I'm here to see Michael. -Wait a minute.
-Yes. -Japnaam, Michael sir.
Sub-inspector Ujagar is here.
I can see them. Let them through.
Yes, sir.
Hello, Ujagar.
So you finally decided to become a follower?
That's great.
Get initiated by Him.
Babaji will bring peace to your ever-racing mind.
It's the mind of a cop.
Only punishing the sinners will bring peace to it.
Then you have come to the wrong place.
This is an ashram.
Not your police station.
There's a servicewoman named Kavita.
I want to talk to her.
Where is she?
The same place where all the servicewomen are.
There are 2,500 servicewomen here.
All safe and disciplined.
You can't meet them.
Visitors are not allowed.
Why?
Do you literally keep the servicewomen chained in here?
If you're asking, the answer's yes.
And if you are interrogating...
I'd suggest that you come back dressed in your uniform.
You are a policeman. Follow the rules.
You want to investigate? Get a warrant.
I am following the rules.
I am the investigating officer on the skeleton case.
And I'm here to inquire about the same.
Brother...
you can shove this departmental order...
up your a**.
Even if you get a search warrant,
keep in mind...
that we get the shoes and the weapons deposited outside.
Now coming to the point.
The Kavita you are talking about...
isn't a registered member of the ashram.
Once the ashram takes them in...
they become nuns.
Their character and their names change.
Then they are only known as Babaji's followers.
-Listen. -Yes?
-Give him the 'prasad.' -Yes, sir.
You will be at peace.
Sir.
We will have the 'prasad' when we come here as followers.
Right now, we're on duty.
-Hail... -The messiah of the poor!
Belief is of utmost importance.
All of you are here...
because you believe in me.
That's it.
Forget everything else.
All your sorrows and troubles.
Now that you are in my refuge...
there is nothing you need to be afraid of.
Coming here means...
attaining freedom from your suffering and sins.
Japnaam. Japnaam. Japnaam.
What's the point?
She brings and takes back the same food every day.
Eat something or you will die.
Japnaam. Japnaam. Japnaam.
I don't want it.
Japnaam. Japnaam. Japnaam.
The number of devotees is increasing by the day.
Almost a million people come to the ashram every day.
A lot of them come from the city.
They should hire more security to handle a crowd that big.
It's us two over here and two other at the back gate, that's it.
-Nobody else. -You're right.
It's a very difficult job.
One blow and he was down!
And when he fell, his brothers came and chased him!
-Keep this with you. -Okay.
And inform me as soon as you deliver it.
-Okay. -Pack it up.
I had a word with the police in charge.
Remember that this stuff is worth millions of rupees.
-Okay. -Be very careful.
-Okay. -Go.
Check the receipt once the boxes are loaded.
Okay, sir.
Check if the truck is loaded.
Let's go and get the receipt signed.
Okay, then. Japnaam.
What? How did that b**ch run away?
And what the hell were you doing?
Should we inform Babaji?
No, let him sleep.
Babaji can read everyone's mind.
Michael, get the car out.
Give me a stole.
-Get the car to Bhopa's house. -How dare she!
-Find out how she ran away! -Yes.
Don't follow Bhopa.
Go straight. Come on.
Keep an eye on the streets.
Hello.
Bhopa, Sunny and Gaba are keeping a watch at Kavita's place.
Don't worry. I am looking for her.
I will find her at any cost.
Get hold of that wretch!
Yes, sir.
You? What are you doing here at this hour?
-Hello? -You were right, Bhopa.
She just got home.
If you say, we'll bring her right away.
Why the hell are you always so eager?
You won't do anything.
I know exactly what to do. Got it?
Let's go!
-Hello. -Hello. Himanshu?
Please hurry up and come home.
Kavita, you are home?
-Yes. -Hello?
Please come home right away.
What are you doing? Give me the phone!
Himanshu, she ran away from the ashram.
I will take her back.
Dad, wait.
Don't do that.
Bhopa sir, he has left the factory.
I'll get home and then we can decide.
I am on my way.
Pandey, get the car out.
Honk at him.
There is enough space for you to pass. Go!
Damn it!
Hey, are you blind or something?
Why are you honking? Can't you see?
There is so much space. Please go.
Drive faster and honk again.
How dare you call me blind!
I will do whatever the f**k I want to!
You think you own this place? Honk again!
Keep honking!
-Are you crazy? -Let's show the motherf**ker!
You think you're a big shot?
Come out!
You called me blind, right?
I will show you, motherf**ker!
You the own the damn road, right?
Hit him harder!
Hit him!
Hey!
-Hey! -Who are you?
Sir...
Please help me.
Please help me, Bhopa sir.
-Why are you beating him up? -Hey.
A big car doesn't give you big b***s. Got it? Leave!
Really?
-What happened? -Bhopa sir...
Is everything alright?
Himanshu?