Let me go.
Rug rat,
Sankasur is here.
- Hey, come here. - Dad, good you came.
They took my...
Bloody rascal!
Beard, whip... You want to be Sankasur, is it?
You hid this in the house.
Wait. You won't stop.
- Dad, no! - I'll burn you to ashes now, Sankasur.
Dad, no!
Dad, don't....
Dad, dad...
(Regional folk song)
Ganya, this way.
Sada...
Why did you write letter?
Sir, these artists play Sankasur.
They perform acts.
Are you done dancing?
- Now let's go. - Where to?
You'll see.
Dhumal,
get the costumes and send them for tests.
Go on.
- Go. - Sir.
Bhide,
- collect the samples for DNA testing. - - Hello.
Yes sir.
Sankasur, please forgive me.
You know
I'm doing my duty.
I trust you to keep me safe.
Help me.
Bhide, arrest these three people.
No, sir. I didn't do anything.
I didn't want to do Gadre's show.
My wife forced me to.
No, this is god's work.
We can't refuse.
Tell him, Ganya.
You questioned me thoroughly.
This is our bread and butter.
- I beg you, sir. - I won't do this show.
- But I will do god's work. - Stop.
Keep quiet.
- Stop. - Tell him...
What's this, sir?
A lot has happened already.
Now you came up with this.
First you took away the body
then you arrested Shankar.
Now you're attacking Sankasur's ritual.
Why are you against all our customs?
What custom?
Tell me.
You mean annual murders?
- Sir... - Youth leader!
Who started this custom?
- Did you? - No.
Me...
Was it you?
Not me...
My dad told me about this.
Who told him?
Mr Gangavne, the chief, told him.
Well, the previous guru of our village told us.
I mean, Sankasur appeared in his dream and said
he will protect the village.
He said he will punish anyone who sins.
Where is that guru?
He died.
Two years ago.
Bloody hell!
Do you take me for a fool?
Holi, Shimga, Sankasur...
We must uphold these rituals
honouring our customs and tradition.
But murder can't be part of it...
Bhide, arrest anyone who thinks otherwise.
Yes sir.
Bhide, comb these three men's homes.
Sir...
Take them along.
- He's watching. - Sir...
Let's go.
You'll face his wrath.
We won't put up with anyone messing with our customs.
This is about our faith.
Murders are being committed in Sankasur's disguise.
Isn't that besmirching Sankasur's honouring?
Bear in mind,
Maharashtra has room for faith
not superstition.
Bring them along.
- Sir... Listen... - Come on...
- I told you... - Heed me...
- Bhide sir, listen. - Let's go.
- Listen... sir... - Let's go.
You both were the last people
who met Rajan.
You search there.
Sir, I told you everything.
Why would I kill him?
Bhau gave me the pendant and left.
Then Ragya came there.
We drank alcohol.
He wouldn't stop drinking
but I left for home.
I met Dhumal on the way.
Kamble was with him.
Tell him, Dhumal.
Huh?
Tell.
What are you looking for, sir?
Those are lights for festivals...
What are you looking for, sir? I couldn't understand?
Those are my clothes...
Sir, my husband got work with great difficulty
and you ruined it.
You won't find anything here.
Got anything?
Did you get anything in my house?
Just release my husband.
Speak.
Sir...
Sir, I didn't do anything.
I was there when the bonfire was lit.
I was dressed as Sankasur.
My face was hidden behind the mask.
You can ask people around.
Yes, what happened is...
I was headed home
when a dog attacked me out of nowhere.
He chased me.
I shooed it away
but he bit me.
Look...
He bit me, I swear on god.
I went to the doctor in town.
He gave me a prescription.
Should I get the prescription from home?
I'll go...
Should I get it?
Bhide sir, letter.
I drank too much on the night of Holi.
I mean, I drink a lot every day
but that night I kept drinking even after Ganya left.
I was sloshed and I passed out there.
Ganya woke me in the morning.
Ganya, tell him.
Yes.
Hello.
Yes, Vishwasrao.
Come home for lunch.
I'm making fish
in the local style.
Found him?
Yes.
- The police can't do injustice. - I'll call you later. Okay.
- Release our men. - Hey, listen to me!
The police can't do injustice.
- Release our men. - Calm down.
- The police can't do injustice.
The police can't do injustice.
Release our men.
Don't block their path...
they will block hole village.
Release our men.
- Vishwas, what's all this? - Sir.
Same case.
We arrested artists who play Sankasur.
All are angry and the villagers are protesting.
I saw that.
What did you conclude after the interrogation?
These three artists play Sankasur.
The beard on their masks are made from the tail of wild cows.
So?
Hair from the tail of a wild cow were found on Rajan's body.
I see.
So, these three artists are suspects.
Yes, I mean...
Sir?
Yes?
Sir, we don't have solid evidence.
But as per Roshan's sir report, the hair we found
aren't from these masks.
What about the skin DNA report?
Sir, we will get those shortly.
Hmm.
That means, someone else could be the culprit.
Or someone committed the murder dressed as Sankasur.
Yes, sir.
Vishwasrao, release these men.
Rangne...
Sir.
Please step out.
Step out.
Be respectful before the staff.
Sorry, buddy.
This is too much.
I know you since ages, Vishwas.
You follow no caution while solving cases.
Then you face departmental inquiry.
I don't care about that.
But we face the brunt of it.
There are many complaints against you.
Tell me, Rangne. Of all the cases I've handled so far,
have I ever gone wrong with investigation?
You did with Devtali murder case.
This concerns religious sentiments.
If the villagers goes berserk and retaliate,
you'll lose this case too.
Understood?
Think about it.
Release them.
No, release just two of them.
Sankasur, Nagwekar has caused havoc in the village.
Please punish him.
Sankasur, protect everyone.
Tell me about your family.
Mom, dad, wife?
No, I'm unmarried.
Father?
He died when I was a child.
You must have some relatives in the village.
My mother's brother was from this village.
He died and now I have no relatives.
Where is your village?
I'm from Palner.
Yes, I'm from Palner.
I didn't like it there after my mother died.
So, I came here.
I've lived here since then.
The people here are very kind.
So, you commit murders!
No! Not me...
Who wrote this letter?
I did.
To who?
Sankasur.
People have great faith in Sankasur.
All of us pray to him
to end sinners.
I write a letter to him every year.
Then he comes and punishes sinners.
Is it him or you who kills people?
It's not murder but punishment.
Listen, be honest.
Or I'll thrash you so bad...
No... This is Sankasur's doing.
- Don't lie. Tell me the truth. - Sir, we got mail.
- I'm not lying.... - Vishwas, we got mail.
The DNA report is here.
- Speak up. - Sir... - No...
If I lose my mind...
- It's true... I didn't do anything. - Vishwas,
just check the DNA report first.
Sir, the DNA report found no match.
- Sir, It's true... I didn't do anything. - Yes, sir.
What about him?
No, sir.
- Those two? - No, sir.
Sir, the DNA report indicate a woman not man.
What?
Show me.