COURAGE IS HER NAME
(indistinct chatter)
Make way, make way.
-Out of the way! -Move!
Hey.
-Collect and send to forensics. -Yes, sir.
Everyone here is known to me.
They are all guests I've invited.
I know them personally.
Very well.
Sir.
She had the same food as the rest of us.
Marian was really happy.
We had a flight to Shimla after the wedding.
Sir, need the list of guests and vendors.
Is the team out feasting at weddings?
Huh?
Excellent! Wow!
What a team you've built, Dheeraj.
You people aren't even qualified to be constables.
Let alone, officers.
Who was profiling this victim?
Sir...
I was, sir.
It's on me.
I have to issue a show-cause notice to you.
Respond within seven days.
Sir.
Bogus!
I'm hungry.
There's a good Bengali joint nearby. Great food.
Need some booze with it.
Will I get it there?
(song playing)
No ice, right?
Where's Arul?
He's gone to the lab. He'll get the report.
-Asked him to come here, right? -Yes.
This is our office for today.
If I'm show-caused, we'll lose the office room anyway.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
(song continues)
How?
And why?
If we can crack these two...
the 'who?' will automatically become clear.
What do you mean?
See...
Have this.
Sir...
Sorry.
She didn't have it.
Chitra knows me but didn't suddenly accept food from me.
So, the women either unwittingly had poisoned food themselves...
or it was fed to them by someone they trust blindly.
Hmm.
Sir, Tania's father sent the guest and vendor list.
You asked him to send it, so he did.
Tell me something new, Chitra.
I spoke to the principal of the orphanage Tania worked at.
She said Tania was close to a guy.
She'll send his name and address.
This could be a new angle.
Afternoon.
Sir.
The poison found in the pigeons and that in Marian's bloodstream
are both plant alkaloid-based.
And in the other cases?
Same.
The killer likes it organic.
If this case goes to court
he might get a discount on his life sentence!
Sir, I'm matching all the foot and fingerprints from the murder site.
By the way, I still don't have Falguni's forensic report.
Chitra can provide that. Your police station, right?
There was no forensic report for Falguni, sir.
What...
What?
May I come in, sir?
Oh, Mr. Boral. Please come in.
Please have a seat.
How may I help you, sir?
Falguni's was a suicide case, right?
Why 'was'? It still is.
Poisoned herself with some insecticide.
See?
How did you know?
Experience, sir.
And the foam around her mouth.
I've been here 29 years, sir. I can tell just by looking.
Did you get a forensic test?
Sniffer dogs? Photos?
Did you take fingerprints?
Sir... It was her second marriage.
Very shameful.
Hence, suicide.
You figured it was suicide from the foam around her mouth?
Second marriage. Hence, shameful.
So, suicide.
Take off your pants.
-What? -Take them off.
-Hold him up. -Yes, sir.
-Sir, I'm telling you... -Shut up!
You've s**t all over the investigation.
Even water can't wash it away. Have to scrape it off with my fingers.
So, I'm damn pissed and want to screw you over.
Sir, what are you--
-Get up. -Up.
Chitra.
-Take off his pants. -Huh?
Take them off, I said!
-Take them off. -Don't delay.
Sir... Let me explain...
Give me his belt. I'll whip him with his own belt.
-No, no... -Take them off.
I'll tell you what happened...
Hurry up.
Chitra, let me... You know what happened.
Sir, please don't do this.
Take them off!
Sir, phone.
It's an urgent call, sir. I'll be back.
-You guys do it. - No, no, no.
-Come on. -No need to feel ashamed.
Please stop it...
Calm down, calm down.
Hello?
-Is this SI Basu? -Yes.
You wanted that boy's name and address.
Right?
His name is Chirayu Talukdar.
Lives at 101/F, Selimpur Road.
Kolkata-31.
Okay.
Wait, let me call the press.
You will sit, holding your ears, and the press will see.
Sir, please don't.
I still have a few days of service left.
Sit quietly.
Sir.
Falguni and Shreya had the same flower vendor.
Golden Petals.
Owned by a Chirayu.
And the orphan boy who was close to Tania is also called Chirayu.
So what? It could be a coincidence.
No, sir.
The addresses also match.
Well, I'll be damned.
Bring him in.
-Is the shop not open today? -No, ma'am.
Bring the hammer from the car. Break the lock.
Someone check the back.
Check that side.
(indistinct chatter)
What's going on? What are you doing?
-Who are you? -The owner of this house.
-What's your name? -Pramod Banerjee.
Do you have a search warrant?
Do you know who you've rented this place to?
I know. That's why I rented it to him.
His name is Chirayu Talukdar.
Age 24. He has been here for two years.
Do you have a search warrant?
Chirayu might be connected to four murders.
Search warrant?
Stop, guys.
We will wait for Chirayu.
-Stop. -Madam.
I know the law.
I'm asking again, do you have a search warrant?
I knew you didn't have one. Please leave.
Leave.
Leave!
Listen.
You're aged. So, don't lose your temper.
You live here, right?
Yes, in the next lane.
But I keep an eye on things here.
Can I see your house? From the outside.
I'm on duty. I'm sure you understand.
Okay, come.
Please come in the car.
Come in.
I'm sure you'll know when Chirayu is back.
Please inform us.
It's for his own good.
Note down my number.
-Tell me. -It's 89000...388.
Munshi, I told you to get there fast.
I'll leave right after dinner. Don't worry, ma'am.
You could've eaten there, right?
Remember the address?
Yes, Silver Petal.
-Golden Petals. -Oh.
-Owned by Chirayu. -Okay.
And go in civilian clothes.
Of course, ma'am.
Can you lower the volume? I'm on the phone!
What volume, ma'am?
Not you.
-Keep a distance from the shop. -Okay.
-And call me if anything happens. -Okay, ma'am.
Bye.
(TV playing)
I'd planned something.
Would tell you in the morning but I didn't get the chance.
What?
A new Bengali movie is out. Great reviews.
I got us two tickets.
We'll watch the movie...
go to Tangra for dinner, then come home.
Let me just change.
Quickly.
You park the car. I'll get some popcorn.
Okay.
Basement.
Welcome.
Did I leave my wallet in the car?
-Please check. -Hello?
Hello?
Can't hear you. Hello?
-Hello? -Yes, tell me.
Check under the seat too.
I'm parking the car. And your voice is breaking up.
-I'm in the lift. Please check. -Hello?
I think I left my wallet in the car.
-Hello? -Your voice is breaking up.
Hello?
Wait, I'll look for it.
-Are you okay? -Yes, I'm fine. You go.
Stay here. I'll be right back.
(song playing)