Why did you guys tell Ora about Badshah?
It was our secret.
Last time when we had attacked the police,
the entire city was at war,
and we were entirely buried under the burden of its consequences.
But, Meera,
the moment Badshah identifies me, it's over.
Ora will notice my missing tooth and I'm done.
Why haven't you fixed it yet?
You go Upar all the time.
What do you do there?
It's complicated, David.
It's complicated as you are going to a useless dentist.
So incompetent…
David, try to understand her feelings.
So many appointments can't only be for the tooth.
Is there something brewing between you two, Rumi?
Not at all. As soon as he fixes my tooth,
I'll bite him and get virgin blood for you both.
Never forget the mistake Abdul Hakim made.
In our world, you lose your head for falling in love.
Wow. What is this?
Wait, let me guess. A mixed fruit juice of watermelon and beetroot.
Correct?
Blood of a woman plagued by diabetes.
You liked it?
Sorry, what?
Pre-diabetic woman's blood.
No need to panic.
You are safe here.
Just a while back, you were about to suck a police officer's blood at the hospital.
Me?
I stopped you in the nick of time and got you here.
-Bro, I don't get it-- -Don't call me bro!
I am centuries older than you.
Really?
Is this some sort of disease?
Yes, a disease everyone wants but very few get to suffer from.
And fortunately, now you have it, too.
This isn't your human skin.
Right! This is polyethylene.
So, you were bitten here.
No use.
Your wound has healed.
Accept it as your welcome gift, for stepping into this new world.
By the way, what's your name?
Badshah.
Badshah what? Akbar? Babar?
Just Badshah.
He can take up Sreela's pod.
And if you can find clothes that fit him, give those to him.
Badshah!
"Smart, beautiful, intelligent,
23-year-old girl looking for a suitable match."
The age is perfect.
"Can be Bengali but should not be Mamma's Boy."
Look for someone else.
"Urgent groom needed for non-vegetarian female."
So, how are we ever vegetarian?
We add fish heads even in our chutneys.
"Sexually unfit due to stress from previous divorce."
Oh, God! Next.
"Is there a Red Queen in you?"
"Are you baying for the heads of those who draw blood from us?"
"We are looking for young headhunters…"
This doesn't sound like a matrimonial ad.
Wait. This is a good one.
"Fair, non-Kashyap, non Mangalik,
Kayastha slim girl is looking--"
Why are you guys after me?
We wouldn't, if you were after someone.
Babu Shona, we want you to have a companion.
Who rejoices in your happiness, and consoles you in your sorrow.
If you would have someone in your life, we would happily…
Yes. There is someone in my life.
-Really? -Liar!
Why would I lie?
So bring her home.
We would love to meet her.
To seek protection. To save.
We call the light of the golden rays.
We pray for heavenly forces to be on our side.
Dadu, what are they doing?
Keep quiet.
Good morning, Luna.
Who is he?
He is my grandson.
He is all of 15, but he really wants to be a Cutmundu.
He saw the ad in today's newspaper,
and literally dragged me here.
Now you convince him otherwise.
What's your name?
Are these chants of any use or are they mumbling just like that?
Just like what?
Are you a witch for real?
What do you think?
Could be just another scam.
Not sure, hence asking.
Hey, don't say that.
Try joining our coven, you'll get to know yourself.
I don't want to walk in circles like a merry-go-round.
I want to slay their heads…
as a member of the Cutmundus army.
The power that you need to defeat the enemy,
isn't just muscle power,
but acquired from nature,
the power present within.
Our new Wiccan batch is beginning tomorrow.
If you want to join the Cutmundus,
this is your chance.
Luna Madam, a police officer is here to see you.
Why?
He didn't say.
She is ready to meet you now.
-Where? -Follow me.
What happened?
Did I scare you?
Actually, sir, hardly anybody comes here.
I was thinking, you too should stop coming here.
Because you haven't delivered on your promise.
But, sir, Hemalin 3.0 is so much more effective.
That's true but the effect is temporary.
I can't see Mamata suffer every couple of weeks.
I want permanent solution.
That's what I am working on, sir.
Trials are unofficial, so results are getting delayed.
Plus, you have to try mixing new blood samples to see the difference.
One member has just died. We will get someone new soon.
And then you can start working on Hemalin 4.0.
May I help you?
Where can I smoke here?
Are you kidding with me?
You still find me a kid? Thank you.
This is a hospital.
-Sister. -Yes.
Take him to his room.
Get back.
-Why are you angry? -Please come.
Who is this wig-wearing theatre company?
What were you doing at Roy Dental Clinic on Friday night?
Why?
Did anyone report anything missing?
Listen, madam, trespassing on private property is a criminal offense.
It's a dentist's clinic.
I might have had some dental problem.
But for that, the dentist needs to be present there,
and he wasn't.
He wasn't there?
I can immediately get a warrant and arrest you, Madam Luka.
Everyone refers to me "Luna Di," inspector.
Everyone refers to me "Sub-Inspector Kartik Pal."
Pal?
So, you are Biren Pal's son?
Do you know my father?
You are exactly like your father.
Ever impatient. Ever curious.
What exactly do you know about my father?
You must have heard about the Cutmundus.
I have heard stories from my mother.
That they were a bunch of loonies who drove my father insane.
Let me tell you another tale about those loonies.
A tale from the 1970s.
The East was red at that time.
The Vietnam War was on its last legs.
Mao Zedong's Cultural Revolution was on fire.
Charu Mazumdar, the founder of the Naxalite Movement,
had just been killed in police custody.
It was total bloodbath in Calcutta.
Naxal students targeted the "bourgeois education system,"
and attacked the representatives of the states they wanted to take over.
DAILY NEWSPAPER
It was the protestors
versus the police.
Many Naxal activists and supporters were killed in fake encounters.
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There was carnage all around.
With Section 144 in effect,
and our blood-thirsty friends
were thrust into a lockdown of sorts.
It became difficult stepping out at night.
Only cops were around on the empty streets.
Many of them were forced to come out
of their hideout and target the cops.
Inspector Biren Pal was on duty that night when his post was attacked.
His colleagues were taken out one by one.
He was the only one who survived.
Maybe it was his courage
or the silver chain around his neck.
The media blamed the attack on the Naxals.
But Biren Pal had seen them with his own eyes.
But no one believed him.
It was then that he found a young girl,
who had quit theatre and just started learning witchcraft.
Together, they formed the Cutmundus.
Your father fought like a lion, Kartik.
He was the bravest man I knew.
His courage, his truth couldn't be comprehended by others.
No one believed him.
Like you don't believe a word I said.
No… I do.
I saw one of them up close.
Look closely and identify.
That's what I am trying, Li'l Dude.
Whatever it was, couldn't hypnotize you,
you clearly remember the attack.
Look around and identify.
She was extremely beautiful.
What's up?
None of them.
Living up to your name you are truly useless.
Badshah!
Get rid of the "Bad." You are just Shah from today.
Just Shah.
So, they have started converting humans again.
So…
Maybe the girl you attacked, she was the one who converted Badshah.
Possible.
From where did you get this?
It must have got broken during the hunt.
But the one I killed, had both her fangs.
Maybe the dentist fixed it.
It's also possible that she knew him from before.
Have you met the dentist?
No. I have never met him.
But I have…
and I suspect him ever since.
Suspect?
Do you think he too…
Yes, it's likely.
We have to stop him.
We have to expose that dentist.
I will tell you how.
What is this?
My tooth… original.
This can't be yours.
You have such amazing teeth.
This must belong to some animal.
Where did you get this?
It is mine.
Most of it stays inside the gum.
So maybe we don't get to see how big it actually is.
I know I am not the best dentist in town but,
I did study dentistry for four years.
So…
Of course, I didn't mean it that way.
Okay fine, show me.
Open your mouth.
Even the shade doesn't match.
This isn't yours.
Okay fine, but what if this was my regular canine tooth,
how would you have fixed it?
Firstly, I would have cleaned your root stump.
Doc, demonstrate.
Show me what you learnt in those four years.
You're doing great, Doc Roy.
I hope it's not paining.
I can give local anesthesia if you want.
Don't worry about me.
In normal scenario, I would've put glass ionomer cement
around the stump and then fixed the tooth.
Show and tell.
Here.
Apply it.
Okay.
Oh my!
That was easy.
That… That was strange.
I knew you could do it, Doc Roy.
Me? I didn't really…
I didn't really do anything.
You did everything, Doc Roy.
Thank you. Thank you.
By any chance, is any of your other tooth going to break?
Why?
Because this can't be our last appointment.
Look, Rumi, I know you don't like answering.
But I need to know, what this meant.
I don't know.
When I understand it, I'll explain it to you.
Cool?
Okay. Cool.
But really, do tell me what do I pay you for this dental job?
Oh, come on, nothing. Nothing.
Come on, please.
No.
Actually, can you meet my parents?
What?
They keep setting me up with random girls, and I am just not interested.
They will stop bugging me if they meet you.
So, you want me to meet them as your girlfriend?
Girlfriend? No, no. Not girlfriend.
More like,
the way I was your boyfriend in front of the cop that night.
Like that.
So, what sort of a girl would your parents approve?
Let me just cancel all my appointments.
Well, before you meet my parents, I must apologize to you beforehand.
My parents are a bit weird.
Just like their son?
Son?
Yes… Yes…
I know I'm a bit weird.
More so when you're around.
It's not a bad thing though.
Makes you different.
Unique.
Unique?
More like a unicorn.
I've never met a human like you.
You make me want to be better.
Really?
You're so simple, Doc Roy.
You don't pretend to be cool.
There's so much truth in you.
Otherwise, which boy would bring a girl to an art gallery?
I'm sorry.
I thought you could impress Baba if you brushed up on some art.
I see you, Doc Roy.
Rumi.
Doc Roy.
What are we doing?
Why?
Can we be boyfriend-girlfriend only for others?
Not for each other?
For each other, too?
You and I…
we are possible, right?
Possible?
It's difficult but we'll figure it out.
Yes? Say, yes.
Yes, yes, yes.
And you'll be fine.
You'll be safe, Doc Roy.
I won't force you to do anything,
nor let anyone else do that.
And I'll be around.
I promise.
I have always hated you.
Maa sent me off to my aunt because of you.
Maa took her life because of you.
Because of you, I had to quit the job of an inspector in Faridabad,
and come back here.
They still refer to me as "The Madfucker's Son"
behind my back at the police station.
Mad! Everyone's mad!
But I saw them last night, Baba.
Saw?
What did you see?
Tell me what you saw.
That they exist.
You were right, Baba.
They are amongst us,
and they are extremely powerful.
It's not imagination. It's real.
Just like this wind…
Can you see the wind?
But I will not repeat your mistake, Baba.
I will not disclose their existence.
I will prove it to the world.
And prove…
that Biren Pal was neither crazy nor a liar.
I am going to unmask that dentist.
I won't let him convert Rumi.
What is this?
Silver.
Beware of the fangs. Beware.
Your Majesty, whom do you seek at this hour?
I can't sleep.
Timings is all messed up, so I was getting bored.
But there isn't anyone around.
Here the party begins after sunset.
Anyway, now that you are awake,
let me tell you the rules of Neeche.
Sub-Inspector?
Mr. Dentist!
Listen, if you are here to investigate the case,
then I have nothing to say.
It isn't about the break-in.
Okay, let's talk outside, it's closing time.
It's not closing time.
What do you mean?
Haven't you taken that oath where you can't send patients back?
Yes, I have, but I am just a dentist.
My skills are only limited to the jaws.
Get your foot treated by a real doctor.
I am not here for the foot.
This time it's my jaws.
What is the problem?
Maybe this wisdom tooth is coming out.
Usually, wisdom or wisdom tooth pops out by the late 20s.
You clearly aren't so young.
Anyway, I'll check it.
Since I am under oath.
Why do you all have a problem with the sun?
Sunlight unleashes havoc on us.
Sets us on fire.
Not my kind, which sets hearts on fire.
But the kind that burns the skin.
I checked your clinic's schedule.
Do you appear only at night?
I can't do mornings. I am more of a night-owl.
Or bat.
The flying rodents.
The rats with wings.
So fascinating…
what all you have to do to avoid sunlight.
Why avoid sunlight?
In fact you need it.
You need some Vitamin D.
You have more cavities than teeth, which is causing the pain.
Clearly there isn't any wisdom.
Tooth. I forgot to say… wisdom tooth.
How do you feel about garlic?
Helps in releasing gas.
But here, garlic is not food,
it's a weapon!
The enemy's weapon and our greatest weakness.
Better to distance as much as possible.
From garlic and silver.
Silver as well?
What is this?
This is silver.
Don't dentists use silver for filling cavities?
Who uses silver nowadays? At least we don't.
Because you can't handle it.
What?
Mercury from the silver fillings enters the blood stream, so…
it's not safe.
Good excuse.
Tell me, do your patients even go back home?
Or do you turn them into your kind?
Have you had a little too much tonight?
Come on, wear it.
-This? -Wear it!
Fine, I'll wear it.
Put it inside.
Fine, give it back.
One final word.
In case you are in the vicinity of humans,
control yourself from sucking their blood.
Then, what's the use of this life?
A day will surely come when we will be our true selves again.
Be a good Shah, Badshah.
-What are you doing? -Too clever, aren't you?
Clever?
You can hide your weaknesses, but can't evade my eyes.
I had noticed, how my bloodied foot scared the shit out of you the other day.
Just because I am a doctor, doesn't mean I have to like blood.
I know you love it, Mr. Toothpaste!
That too, human blood.
Has Rumi mentioned my condition to you?
So Rumi knows?
Rumi knows your dirty, disgusting secret!
What's dirty or disgusting about it?
Don't be judgmental.
It is a medical condition.
Yet she is with you.
Such an amazing girl.
Yes, that she is, but…
But a monster like you doesn't deserve her.
Who uses these kinds of words?
-Enough. Stop your act of innocence. -But I…
Now show your real self and your real teeth.
Open your mouth and show your teeth.
Bring them out!
Show me your elongated teeth.
Elongated teeth?
That's impossible. Trust me, I'm a dentist.
They really can't grow longer.
So, you won't give in so easily.
Okay.
-Look. Look at me. -No.
Open your mouth. Show me your teeth now.
Show me your teeth. Make them longer.
No, I can't do more than this.
Are you some mixed breed?
A hybrid?
Listen, whatever you are, drill it in your brain.
If you ever hurt that girl…
I'll get the Cutmundus to chop your head off.
Cut-who?
What are you high on?
I know, these weird tactics are all to separate Rumi from me.
But I am not going to sit idle.
Oh, my sissy!
Glued to your seat in fear, you can't extend your teeth,
don't have anything else in your body to extend,
and you threaten me?
Stay within your limits.
You bat!
Hey, is that Rumi?
Maa, Baba… this is Rumi.
It's all right.
Bless you.
Look how beautiful she is.
Your face looks very familiar.
Are you a Bengali TV serial heroine?
No. I don't even know Bengali.
You'll learn.
Kumar Bose?
Is that his original?
Yes.
Mr. Bose was my patient.
One day he turned up at home with this painting.
That day, I felt it's been really worth being a dentist.
Not only the painting, each and every brick of this house,
is made out of teeth.
What are you saying?
I mean, by fixing teeth.
Rumi, what are your parents into?
Actually, my mother was a Kathak dancer,
and my father a consultant.
Many VIPs were his clients.
Oh, like a business advisor?
More like a life coach.
And what do you do?
Extraction.
What exactly do you extract?
Data.
Data extraction.
Anyway, do you like music, Rumi?
Yes. But my taste is a bit offbeat.
Not everyone gets it.
And what's your taste?
Let it be, it's too niche actually.
I want to know.
I am mostly into Hindustani Classical music.
That's it, sorted.
What are you saying?
I worship Hindustani Classical music.
Really?
I wish my son had the same sensibilities.
It is an acquired taste.
But once you are able to dive deep into the finer notes
of Pandit Bhimsen Joshi's "Miya Ki Malhar,"
your pain starts fading from that moment.
Such deep understanding at such a tender age.
I must play "Miya Ki Malhar."
Come join me.
Go.
Shubol, where is the dessert?
It's right here.
Rumi, Babu Shona informed me at such short notice,
that I couldn't cook much for you.
Why are you lying to her?
She has been toiling in the kitchen since morning.
Be quiet.
But don't let the spread get the better of you, Rumi.
Do justice to it.
You have to finish everything.
I eat so little, everyone calls me "Little Birdie."
Just enough to survive.
But why survive when you can thrive?
Today, we will teach you how to eat.
If this family does one thing right, it's eating.
Enough already!
Have this.
Try the chicken, Rumi.
Chicken with Garlic.
Babu Shona made it especially for you.
But I am a vegetarian, Roy.
Good heavens!
Why didn't you tell us?
I could have made some vegetarian items instead.
How would I know?
She never eats in front of me.
Why?
Are you suffering from anorexia, Rumi?
Really?
What is that exactly?
-No, nothing like that. -Okay, then…
please eat.
Try the garlic, if not the chicken.
Let me serve you.
That's the special ingredient.
It'll melt in your mouth.
Made it just for you.
Eat.
Your son is a Master Chef, Uncle.
Master Chef? Yeah, right.
Can't do what he is supposed to do.
King of the kitchen!
I need to use the washroom.
Come, I'll take you.
Tell me where it is, you don't need to come along.
Straight, up the stairs.
Are you okay?
Yup.
Sure?
Yeah, I'm actually getting late.
Maa wanted to gift you something.
What's this?
Silver.
Yes.
Hold this.
When I got married to your uncle,
this was given to me by his mother.
This has been passed down through 14 generations of the Roy wives.
But I am not a Roy wife.
To be honest,
I didn't want to gift you this today.
But Babu Shona insisted.
Now after meeting you, I am convinced.
You are the one.
Come here.
Bye, Aunty.
See you.
Come soon.
Rumi.
Thank you, for today.
I should thank you
for making so many special arrangements for me.
My parents got quite serious
about you.
Can I drop you home?
We'll get to spend more time together.
Just you and me.
Patience, Doc Roy.
Your Rumi will take her time.
Let's go.
Hurry!