(humming)
Yuck!
Damn it!
(humming)
Same shade, huh?
Oh!
Hello!
My darling, my baby. You can't always call mommy.
Listen.
Listen to me.
You had a bad tummy yesterday, right?
No, eat it. Good boy.
Have the boiled plantain today.
You can't have a rich fish curry every day, right?
Huh?
Listen to me carefully now.
I've kept fruits in the fridge. Make sure you eat them.
Oh, my dear boy.
I'll hang up now, okay? I'm a little busy with work.
Okay?
Bye.
(humming)
SARTHAK CHOWDHURY
Sarthak?
Hey! What the...
Watch where you're going.
And your bag...
Hey!
Your bag...
THE INVESTIGATION
Anumita.
Have some water.
Why didn't you wait for the police?
Arnab has something.
First Arnab...
Then his dad...
Then Arnab's colleague.
I mean, Sarthak.
Sarthak wanted to give me something.
Yes, but...
I think...
we should go to the police.
Sajal, the police... Is anyone doing anything, Bhombol?
Two people died.
So, what do we do now?
Will we never find out what Sarthak wanted to give you?
They didn't find it when they searched Arnab's house.
Or they wouldn't have sent Mili Mitra to threaten me.
Nor would they have searched Sarthak's house.
Mili Mitra...
Wow!
Everyone's looking for the same address today.
Go straight and turn right.
Thank you.
Um, what do you mean "everyone"?
Just a while ago...
this plump lady asked about this very address.
Mili Mitra...
Compact has received a video.
It's very disturbing.
Arnab told me!
Yes!
Arnab has a video or something that Narayan Sanyal is looking for.
And it's possibly connected to the disappearance of those women.
I think I'm finally getting to the bottom of it, Bhombol.
What do you mean?
"Don't look right or left. Don't look behind.
Swinging by all fours from the elephant-radish tree."
Sukumar Ray?
Tree.
Plants, Bhombol.
Arnab brought it.
The day before your accident.
Let's go.
Prisoner Minati Desai's death is extremely unfortunate.
A preliminary investigation reveals
that Minati had attacked a fellow inmate, Bilkis Begum
with some sharp object.
They got into a scuffle.
And during that scuffle...
Minati got injured by own weapon.
And that's how she died.
A more detailed investigation is underway.
A few months ago too, Roop Pur Jail ...
...had made headlines.
A pregnancy case inside in the jail.
Then, a female inmate killed herself in jail.
Now, an inmate is dead.
Do you think everything is running smoothly?
Look, there was an investigation on the previous allegation.
They didn't find anything illegal.
Still, the CM has ordered precautionary measures.
And he has handed over the Correctional Home to me.
I will do my best...
...to launch a full investigation into Roop Pur Correctional Home.
And whatever malpractice is going on inside...
It will be fixed at the root.
See?
See what a mess you made?
-All because of you-- -Not because of me, sir.
Ammi Jaan is to blame.
She conspired with Renu to frame me.
She thought I'd walk into their trap.
That I would finish the reporter.
So I'd have to take the fall for it.
Sir, they forget that it was I who broke out of this jail
after that bet with you.
It's not that easy to fool me.
I just took her to the hospital.
Like Ammi Jaan, I was also afraid that...
you might have fallen in love with that journalist, Anumita.
I have.
I've fallen deeply in love.
Her face...
That butter-smooth skin.
Her chest...
Send her to my cell.
I'm craving it.
Where will I find another one like her?
I will send her to you.
If she gives me any trouble...
I will send Anumita Sen to your cell.
I promise.
Come on, sir.
I am talking about love and you, about punishment.
Love, eh?
Is your love any less than a punishment, Bilkis?
Wait here.
No need to get up.
What happened to you?
I planned to come visit you many times.
But ministers have certain bindings.
A bright journalist like you...
How did you get involved in all this?
I haven't done anything, sir.
I'm being framed.
Well, let the court decide that.
If you're innocent, you'll be released.
You know something?
When I was in university...
a guest lecturer had once delivered this talk on politics and journalism.
Pranabesh Sen.
We called him The Pranabesh Sen.
You remind me of him.
So, how did you land up in the hospital?
Slipped in the bathroom.
I see you've already mastered the ways around here.
Be careful.
And let me know if you need anything.
Hmm?
Rest up.
What are you reading, Narayan?
How are you, Shubhro?
I'm fine.
But I do miss our tug of war in the cabinet meetings.
Oh, really?
Good to know that you miss me.
Then you'll have to miss me for much longer.
Why's that?
I heard your lobby has finalised the deal with the central agency.
So, your release is just a matter of time.
If I get out of here, you won't be in the cabinet for long.
I shall surely miss you.
There are neither friends, nor enemies in politics.
The roles keep changing.
First, get released from jail.
Then I'll take care of the rest.
Spend your days reading. You'll feel better.
Goodbye.
Putul.
Yes?
I've asked you before.
Did you know Lalita Sardar?
Yes, I knew her.
When my trial was on in court...
I heard that she died by suicide.
But that's not true.
Is it?
Why do you think...
that it's not a suicide?
The postmortem report says so.
The truth is being suppressed, Putul.
How was she murdered? Please tell me.
Lalita was...
She was hanged alive.
How can I get to Bilkis Begum?
Don't even think about going to Bilkis Begum.
She is not human. She will rip you apart.
How do I get to her?
If someone really pisses off the superintendent...
he sends them to Bilkis Begum as punishment.
The house is sealed.
What now?
Hmm.
Come on.
Wait.
Slowly.
Here.
Watch your step.
Careful.
Are you okay?
Hmm.
Come.
The flower pot was right here.
This one?
Found it! Come here.
-Which one? -This one.
-Yeah.
Hurry up.
Did you find it?
No, nothing...
-Anumita! -Hmm?
Mili Mitra, Narayan Sanyal.
Ultimately, no one could match up to Arnab's mind plan.
They lost.
Careful. Are you okay?
Wait right. I'll get the scooter.
Bhombol!
Hey! Don't let him get away!
-Hey! -No!
Anumita.
My son is very sick.
I can't stay for long.
I have to leave soon.
You have a pen drive, right? Please give it to me.
Give it to me.
Or else, I'll have to slit his throat.
-No! No! -Anumita...
-Please don't... -Give it to me.
Come on.
Give it to me.
Hand it over.
Give me the pen drive.
I said give it to me.
-Hurry up. -Anumita!
Uff!
Hand it over.