The fever will go down.
It's from the trauma.
But his blood pressure is worrying. The lower one is almost 100.
Let him eat something light and sleep.
I'll prescribe some medicines.
Must be a work call. Receive it.
No need to answer the phone.
Go to work.
Make him pay for harming your family.
Break both his hands.
COURAGE IS HER NAME
Enlarge the profile picture.
Hmm.
How terrible!
Are the suicides really staged?
Get a printout of this photo.
Okay.
Send people towards Amtala.
Buses, trucks, check everything.
Sir, Chirayu is the prime suspect.
Please try to get his arrest warrant issued immediately, sir.
Kamala from Sonagachi and Prasad from Kalighat.
I've sent their numbers. Get to work. Fast.
Okay, sir. I'll let you know.
-Okay, team. -Yes, sir.
Goutam, Chitra.
You guys go to Bashapur.
Talk to that principal.
Get his childhood photos or any information you can find.
Quick.
-Okay, sir. -Okay, sir.
Good afternoon, police madam. Looking for me?
Hmm, there's a camera.
-Hello. -Sit, sit.
-My interview is being recorded-- -Just a formality.
In case you later claim that we beat you up.
You know the police have a bad reputation.
That's why.
You're just doing your job. It's absolutely fine.
And it's good.
You can go back to what I said in case you don't remember.
So, how can I help you?
Oh, just one thing, sir.
I felt very bad about something.
What?
The police broke the lock and entered my flat.
They made a big mess, sir.
I'm just one guy, sir. Takes a lot of time to rearrange.
Falguni Sadhukha, Shreya Ghosh and Tania Gupta.
Oh, and Marian.
Hmm.
You were the florist for all four weddings, right?
Yes. What a coincidence, right?
All four died.
Yes and there's another coincidence.
You got the booking for all four weddings.
I work very hard to run the shop, sir.
I send pamphlets with the morning newspaper.
That's how I get most bookings.
Ma'am, tea.
And I've gained popularity in the area, sir.
I keep exotic flowers, and arrange them with great care.
I handle everything by myself, sir.
What was Falguni's favourite flower?
Jasmine.
Most women want orchids but she wanted jasmines.
The whole house was filled with this beautiful fragrance, sir.
And the second one? Shreya Ghosh?
Her favourite flower?
-Shreya. -Hmm?
What was her favourite flower?
She didn't have any specifications.
I had suggested lilies.
Tania?
Tania liked all flowers, sir.
Look at these beautiful pink flowers.
Slowly mix this fertilizer with the soil, okay?
Make sure the roots don't break.
If the roots break, the plant will die.
So, the roots are more important than the flowers?
Exactly.
Even in the worst of storms
if the roots hold on strong, nothing will happen to the tree.
Flowers are for us.
But for the tree, the roots matter.
-Understood? -Yes.
Tania was like a sister to me.
She used to tell me everything.
But I didn't realise what was going on in her mind.
Why she killed herself.
Can I address you informally?
Sure.
When you were sent to that orphanage, Daffodils...
how old were you?
Eight years old.
How was the relationship between your parents?
Will she be asking the questions--
How was the relationship between your parents?
Bad.
But that didn't bother me, sir.
My older brother took care of me.
Brother, let's go play.
My dad and brother poisoned themselves.
I had too.
But I didn't die.
No kid poisons himself.
Who poisoned you?
Dad?
Will all of you question me now?
We ask the questions and you, answer!
I can't think under such pressure.
No one's pressurising you.
Why did your mom leave your dad?
Answer me!
-Why are you shouting? -This is how the police talk.
Did your parents fight?
-Physical violence? -Never.
-Did your dad hit your mom? -No, he was a good man.
-She left him. -Why?
And who poisoned you? Your dad?
I don't know! Why you are shouting--
If your dad was good, why did your mom leave?
How would I know? She left.
Why did he poison you?
Stop, stop, stop.
Stop.
Let's take a break.
We are stepping out for a bit.
I'll send another cup of tea for you.
Come, Chitra.
-Arul. -Sir.
Get all the information you can about Chirayu's mother.
Start with Daffodils school in Bashapur.
Need to know about his childhood.
The story begins there.
-Sir, can I do it? -No.
-You move. -Yes, sir.
You have to stay here.
He knows that we don't have any evidence.
That's why he has come.
With the information we have
we can't keep him in remand for more than a day.
It's a sensitive case.
Only when you were questioning him, the guy got a little nervous.
He's a bit of a nutcase anyway.
-Sir. -Yes?
Tania Gupta's daughter and father are here.
Why?
She's remembered something but will only tell you.
-Sir, shall I? -No way!
-Goutam, you go. -Okay, sir.
A potential killer is sitting in front of you.
And you care about what Tania's daughter has to say?
Listen, I'm not going in. You go inside.
The camera is on.
Grill the guy.
Bloody nutcase.
Yes, sir.
What did your father do?
I don't remember.
Did your family have financial problems?
I want all the kids here right now. Immediately.
Okay, sir.
We had a big house.
With my dad, my elder brother...
And your mom?
Wasn't your mom there?
Need another cup of tea?
Is my interrogation over? Can I leave?
Is Dheeraj sir coming back?
How the hell do you know his name?
Huh?
I address you with respect, and you talk like that?
How do you know his name?
I'll answer only to him.
How the hell do you know his name?
I saw it on TV.
How did you feel when Tania decided to remarry?
Happy.
Happy?
Hmm.
Your face doesn't suggest you were happy about it.
You frown when I mention your mom or Tania.
What's the problem?
When Tania got remarried, I was very happy.
There, I said it with a smile. Is that okay?
Did your mom remarry?
Maybe she did.
She must have.
Why else would she leave my dad?
Why would she leave us?
-Didn't you ever try to find her? -No.
-Why? -I didn't feel the need to.
Why stay in touch with a woman like that?
Only talking about your dad and brother.
Why not your mom?
Huh?
Why is she missing from your childhood stories?
Are you angry because she left you?
A mother cannot...
A mother cannot leave her child to get married again!
If the roots are uprooted, the tree dies.
The roots must withstand every storm! That's its job!
The roots are necessary for the tree.
Flowers are for people.
For the tree, the roots are important!
Tania used to say this.
But she didn't follow it.
So you killed Tania?
I am not feeling well.
I can't say any more.
I... I won't say a word before consulting my lawyer.
Water, please.
This is not the life your mom wanted.
She wanted a different life.
And she has the right to.
From now on...
I will spend a lot more time with you and Mitra.
I will be a good father.
Promise.
I'm here, Dad.
I'll never leave you and sis.
Okay.
No point getting hyper.
You're the one getting hyper.
Sorry.
You know, Chirayu...
my childhood was a lot like yours.
My mom also left my sister and me.
My dad was so hurt.
I saw it.
If the roots are uprooted, how will the tree survive?
Absolutely right.
You and your brother have endured so much pain.
Your dad probably tried to stop her.
But couldn't.
He did try.
I saw it myself.
I understand.
And you know what?
Only the ones who go through it, understand.
Those who don't go through what we did
laugh at us and tease us.
I was teased too.
They called my mom a...
Work is so stressful, I lose my temper.
There's pressure from the superiors.
You're absolutely right, Chirayu.
Women like my mom and yours--
They deserve what they got.
A mother who doesn't care about her own child
deserves to die.
-I will-- -Chitra.
Come out for a moment.
Why did you call me? He was just about to confess!
Tania's daughter said the killer is an elderly woman.
What?
Hmm.
Come downstairs.
An aunty used to visit.
A nice lady.
Saw her every day outside school.
We had become good friends.
She used to chat with me.
Gave me chocolates.
One day, she asked me...
what my mom's favourite colour is.
I said red.
The next day, she gave me a red candy.
And asked me to give it to my mom
when she was alone on the flower bed.
She said if my mom has it...
then she will love me the most.
She will never leave me.
That's why I gave it to my mom.
She had become a good friend.
My mom's favourite colour was yellow.
That aunty used to come to my school every day before Mom got married.
She had white hair.
She wore glasses.
My mom's favourite colour was green.
Goutam.
-Release Chirayu. -Okay, sir.
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