Fatima Ansari takes revenge for her daughter Afreen.
She shot Jessu Momin dead.
The question that arises here is-
is it right for a mother to go to such lengths for her daughter?
Or not?
- Excuse me, sir. - Yes. What is it?
I want to meet Fatima.
I am her husband, Mudassar.
Yeah... go take a look over there.
I have to answer sir. You are...
What have you done, Fatima?
What have you done?
You should have spoken to me once.
Would you have agreed if I had asked?
You wouldn't...
Mudassar, I was going to commit suicide.
You gave me a new life.
All this... is happening
because of my past.
I cannot see you getting into trouble because of me.
And as for Afreen,
you will take much better care of her than I ever did.
She needs you more than she needs me, Mudassar.
Meeting time is over.
Come out.
Coming, sir.
Until now, I had only heard that people do unimaginable things for love.
But today, I have seen it.
Otherwise, true love is rare in this world.
What happened... was wrong.
Justice...
not served.
I think we should be satisfied with this, right?
This way, Sudarshan and Bahar will be proven innocent.
If we try to prove Fatima innocent,
then DD sir will make a mockery of us in court.
Point!
You have a point.
At least Bahar will be released,
and we'll achieve one of our targets.
Guys, this calls for a party.
What say?
What happened, Amar?
This is wrong.
Letting one innocent person
take the blame to save another innocent person-
that's not how I fight my cases.
Sir, don't be so hard on yourself. You tried.
And I am sure you will save Fatima tomorrow.
And then we'll just play on Mudassar.
You think...
Jessu was murdered
by Mudassar?
Fatima avenged her daughter by murdering Jessu.
But the question that arises here is-
is it right for a mother to go to such lengths
for her daughter or not?
Another question that arises here is...
- Why is Fatima still silent? - Dad,
- Afreen... - And why did they admit their crime just now?
did mom really...
kill Jessu for my sake?
No, dear.
Your mother can never do such a thing.
Bahar killed Jessu.
She's a very cheap girl.
Cheap girl?
Why did you say that?
Bahar is not a cheap girl.
Child...
you don't know such girls.
Girls like her can fall to any level for the sake of money.
For their own interests, they can...
do anything with anyone.
No, dad.
You are wrong.
You are very wrong.
Dad, you were with me from the beginning.
And you still are.
But...
But Bahar had no one, dad.
If you weren't in my life,
then maybe...
I don't know, dad. This is not fair.
If she was there in the room, drunk...
with Jessu... or whatever!
You...
cannot judge any girl like this, dad.
I...
I have met Bahar, dad.
If she has done it,
then she did the right thing.
Because
if I were in her place,
I would have done the same thing.
Prosecution, you may proceed.
Thank you, Your Honour.
Mrs. Fatima,
your fingerprints were not found on the gun.
I... was wearing gloves.
You were wearing gloves?
Then why did you kill him in the hotel?
Why not somewhere else?
He was...
always surrounded by people.
As soon as I found out
he was in a hotel room with a girl-
I reached there.
Who are you?
Fatima?
How did you find out which hotel he was staying in,
and which room he was in?
I cannot tell you that.
Can't tell us.
Then what can you tell the court?
Only what I have already stated.
I murdered him.
You may punish me.
Anyone who helped me
did not know what they were actually helping with.
Do you realise, Fatima ji,
this case has been ongoing for three months?
Then how did you suddenly come forward today?
I... had been following this case.
And I felt terrible knowing that
an innocent girl was being punished because of me.
So your conscience suddenly awakened.
Remarkable.
Order! Order!
Let us assume, for a moment,
that you were genuinely concerned about Ms. Bahar.
After murdering Jessu Momin,
you left her alone in the hotel room with the dead body.
At that moment, did it not occur to you
that she could be convicted for your crime?
At that time, I wasn't thinking about consequences.
I only wanted revenge on Jessu for what he did to my daughter, Afreen.
Afreen had won a beauty contest conducted by Jessu,
after which he offered her a film.
I really... like you and...
what I feel for you,
I don't think anyone else...
Hello sir...
Sit. Sit. Sit. Rehearse. Rehearse.
Sam, I really like you. And...
And...
God, these lines.
Sir, sir, do you need a chair?
Sit down. Sit down. Relax.
I am there now.
Don't feel calling the director, right?
I am there to help you.
Come on, do your lines.
Sam, I really like you. And...
And...
And the feelings in my heart, I don't think anyone else...
God...
Wasn't in anyone else...
Get rid of the lines.
Feel it.
Let the lines flow through you.
Right?
Imagine your boyfriend is near you.
Up close and personal.
Sir, I don't have a boyfriend.
Just imagine it, baby.
Your boyfriend is close to you.
Come on, start the lines again.
But sir, I've tried...
I just don't understand.
There are too many lines.
Relax. Come on.
Calm down.
Have a drag.
Sir, I don't know how to do it.
I've never done it.
Everyone in this industry does it.
It helps you relax.
It helps you get the lines.
Come on.
Sir, I don't know how to do it.
Okay, no problem.
Put it on your lips.
Come on.
Take a deep drag.
Feeling comfortable now?
Come there, we'll have a drink.
And make ourselves comfortable.
And then you can do your lines, right?
Come on.
Bottoms up.
Come on, come on.
Have it.
That's the way. That's the girl.
The lines can wait.
And you know what?
I tell all my actors the night before shooting-
relax, chill.
Smoke. Drink.
Do you know the best way of being creative?
It's by making love.
Sir... stop.
Why? What happened?
You said you don't have a boyfriend.
- So what's the problem? - Sir, I am not...
Sir, I am not comfortable.
Relax. Baby. Relax.
Sir, no.
I said...
relax.
No.
That reminds me- you admitted your daughter
to the same rehabilitation centre where Sudarshan was being treated.
Yes.
When you saw Sudarshan there, didn't you feel bad?
Didn't you feel guilty?
Did your conscience not awaken seeing his condition?
Mrs. Fatima, this is your last chance
Is anyone pressuring you-
forcing you to confess to this crime?
I will ask only one question in court.
Is Afreen your daughter?
No.
If there is anything you wish to disclose, you may do so now.
We can reopen the entire case, Mrs. Fatima.
But once you are convicted-
So then, for you...
That will be all, Your Honour. Thank you.
Cross, your honour.
Mrs. Fatima, do you honestly believe
you can walk into this courtroom one day,
confess to murder, and the court will accept it without proof?
This is a court.
Procedure must be followed.
Evidence must be produced.
Who are you trying to protect?
No one.
Did you murder Jessu Momin?
Yes.
The woman seen in the CCTV footage,
wearing a burkha- is that you?
Yes.
How did you reach the hotel?
By car?
Did you drive the vehicle yourself?
Yes.
Do you have your driving licence?
It's... at home...
Your Honour, please.
With your permission,
I would like to take her driving test.
It is very important, Your Honour.
Permission granted.
Your Honour, as seen in the hotel's CCTV footage,
the individual who entered the hotel by car
parked the vehicle with very professionally.
And while exiting,
the same individual drove out of the parking area
like an experienced driver.
However, Ms. Fatima does not know how to drive.
Objection, Your Honour.
Mr. Amar is the defence lawyer for Ms. Bahar,
not for Fatima ji.
Proving Fatima ji innocent is my responsibility,
not his.
Your Honour, he seems to object to everything I do.
I am merely performing my duty,
and he should be pleased if it serves his own interest.
- My interest? Through him? - Order! Order!
By the way, Fatima Ansari- why did you lie?
Tell the court, Fatima ji.
Why did you lie?
Your Honour,
the person seen in the CCTV footage
entering the hotel in a burkha
was not Fatima.
It was her husband,
Mudassar Ansari.
What?
They did it.
Mudassar Ansari.
Please... please...
My husband has done nothing wrong.
Please do not punish him.
- Fatima... Fatima... - I...
I am confessing to my crime.
Please, Your Honour.
What exactly is going on here?
IO?
- Yes, madam. - IO, what is going on?
Is this a court of law or a circus?
Initiate proceedings against Mudassar immediately.
Yes, madam.
Adjourned.
Defence lawyer Amar Vishwas has turned the Bahar Chakravarty
vs State case into a reality show.
A new wild-card entry at every hearing.
The audience is left guessing who the real murderer truly is.
A dramatic revelation rocked the sessions court today.
A new suspect has surfaced in the Jessu Momin murder case.
Bahar Chakravarty's lawyer, Amar Vishwas,
asserted with conviction that Jessu's killer
is not Afreen's mother, Fatima-
but her father, Mudassar Ansari.
An exploitative Bollywood producer
was brutally murdered by a devoted father,
whose daughter was exploited by Jessu Momin.
Who is Dr. Mudassar?
An authority in infectious diseases.
During the COVID-19 pandemic, he saved countless lives.
A person who is the pillar of society.
What drove him to commit murder, despite being a doctor?
Wait a minute.
Sir, are you going to defend Mudassar as well?
Not me.
Public Prosecutor Digambar Dixit will do that.
DD sir?
- Hi. - Hi.
You were very good inside.
- Thank you. - Excuse me, sir.
- I'll take your leave. - Yeah, I'll see you.
Sir, Mudassar has almost been established as the prime accused.
So if you could arrange permission for me to fly to Dubai-
I really need to be there.
Mr. Akbar,
Mudassar is not the culprit.
But it was proved inside...
The real culprit is someone else.
And I will prove that in the next hearing.
Relax.
- Okay. - I'll see you around.
Prosecution, you may proceed.
Your Honour, before questioning Mr. Mudassar,
I would like to ask my learned friend.
If he wishes to make my task easier, he is more than welcome.
No, Your Honour.
I want the public prosecutor to put in some effort today.
Please continue.
Alright.
Mr. Mudassar,
when did the idea of killing Jessu Momin first occur to you, and why?
The moment my daughter told me
that Jessu Momin was responsible for her condition,
I decided to kill him personally.
You know why?
Because he deserved to die.
I called him several times.
He avoided me.
I tried to meet him.
I failed.
One night, while leaving a mall,
I saw him drive away.
I followed him.
He went to Hotel Sun and Beach.
And I went after him.
Who are you?
Jessu... Jessu...
- Who are you? - I need to speak to you.
Who let you in?
You don't know who I am.
I'll have you arrested.
- Be quiet. - Hey...
I know who you are. A bloody lowlife.
- Hey, what are you saying? - I came to tell you the truth.
Which truth?
You know who I am.
I am Fatima's husband.
Fatima who?
Afreen's father.
Which Afreen?
Your daughter Afreen.
You treated her,
the way you treat other girls.
Leave me.
Mudassar and Fatima got married in January 2005
And Afreen was born in March 2005.
Do you know what he did?
He laughed at me.
Mocked me.
Which daughter Afreen?
I've been with many girls...
You dare threaten me.
She is not like the rest.
She is my daughter!
Did you hear?
She is my daughter.
Did you kill him by injecting a drug?
Yes.
But he died of a Glock gunshot.
Yes, I injected him first.
Then I took out my gun and shot him.
Why shoot if he was already dead?
To be sure that he is dead.
First I injected him and then shot him.
And where did you get the unregistered gun.
I got the gun-
- This is the point I was waiting for. - I...
- Actually, I have a- - Alright.
Why didn't you make any effort to take Bahar out of the room?
Because my understanding of Bahar was completely wrong.
I believed she had gone there willingly.
And I believed that
whatever happens to girls like her,
they deserve it.
But even if she went there by choice,
it was still wrong of me to think like that.
I don't understand
how I could have such narrow thinking,
even after living in a liberal society.
But my daughter Afreen taught me-
"Dad, we should never judge anyone."
One more question, Mr. Mudassar.
According to the CCTV footage, at approximately 1:10 a.m.-
At around 1:10 that night,
you entered Jessu Momin's hotel with the intention to kill him.
Yes.
And around 1:45 a.m.,
you entered your car in the parking lot and drove away.
Am I right?
Yes.
Your Honour, according to Jessu Momin's post-mortem report,
he was shot to death between 2:30 and 3:00 a.m.
Your Honour, as Mr. Mudassar himself stated,
he went to Jessu Momin's room, there was a scuffle,
and he injected him with the drug- but he did not shoot him.
Is that correct, Mr. Mudassar?
Your Honour, Ms. Bahar shot Jessu Momin that night.
All our circumstantial evidences are implying the same.
Before this case descends into mockery,
it is imperative that we arrive at a conclusion.
Your Honour, from the very first hearing,
the defence has repeatedly changed its suspects and allegations.
However, as the public prosecutor,
my stand has remained consistent.
That Bahar is the killer.
Dr. Mudassar Ansari did inject Jessu Momin with a drug,
but he did not fire the fatal shot.
So who is the real killer?
What truly happened in Room No. 111
on the night of 25th August?
Who killed Jessu Momin?
These questions remain unanswered.
What's up? All good.
All good.
What's the update?
The update is-
Jessu paid Punappa to kill Akbar.
And Deva works for Punappa.
Is this information verified?
- Absolutely. - Wait a moment.
Jessu paid Punappa to eliminate Akbar.
- Correct? - Yes.
And Deva works for Punappa.
Correct?
And Deva killed Jessu?
Yes.
What have you been smoking lately?
What are you even saying?
That's the information I have.
Goldie, it's confirmed that Jessu contacted Punappa.
And clearly,
he wouldn't do that for something minor.
If this information is accurate,
it will turn the entire case upside down.
We need to find Deva.