Hey...
Hey... hey?
Hey?
Hey!
-Is Dad dead?
-No...
He's not dead.
I won't tell anyone anything.
Hello, Didi (sister)?
Hey... hey?
Hey?
He's dead... he's dead...
I killed him.
We had eloped together... right?
So? What now?
Hey! Get up!
Hey! Get up... -Minati...
-I'm sorry... -Minati... hey, Minati!
-He won't get up! -Hey, Minati!
Why are you acting like a lunatic?
-I didn't... -Hey, Minati!
Have you gone mad or what?
I killed him...
I don't have anyone else...
-Who says you have no one?
I am there. Are we dead or what? Listen to me.
It was his time to go, so he's gone.
No use worrying about him, worry about who you have left.
Where is your daughter?
-She's inside. I put her to sleep somehow.
I told you to aim for the chump!
You cleaved his head in two? -I didn't mean to...
-Quiet!
Shut up.
He tried to hit my girl.
I just suddenly... -You did the right thing, Minati.
But what will we do now?
What if... I go to the cops and tell them that I made a mistake?
Won't they forgive me?
This isn't a robbery, Minati.
You murdered your own husband.
Even if you're not hung, you'll get old by the time you're out of jail.
What will happen to your daughter?
So, then? Tell me, I'll do anything you say.
I will be your slave forever!
Oh, hell with you!
What will you serve me for? I have loads of my own problems!
Money... there's money! Listen... listen...
That...
The factory he used to work at, they had sent someone with a letter.
He said they'll deduct money from his salary every month.
That's why he left the job.
-The life insurance money? -Yes.
The man came and left the insurance papers.
There's lots of money. -Where is the letter?
In the almirah, I never told anyone.
They'll give us a lot! A lot!
I will... take some for my girl and we'll share the rest.
I'll give you half of it.
Pay for your son's college, & you'll still have a lot left.
Didi... please, Didi.
Didi...
Didi? Hey?
Listen to me, please...
Listen to me very carefully!
Until everything cools down,
you are not to even go pee without my permission. Get that clear!
Dulal is dead. We need to get rid of his body.
But how to do it?
How to get rid... how...
-What are you saying, Didi? -How to do it...
-Didi... hey? -How do I get rid of him?
What are you thinking? What is it? Tell me?
We will use our diesel engine ride to move the body.
Our diesel engine car!
Stop! Stop!
Need your support.
What's wrong?
Come.
-I can't do it... -Please don't say that...
I can't.
Listen.
You just have to drive your toto from her house to mine.
Nothing else.
Are you f**ked in your head?
-Come on... -A sin eventually catches up.
I can't!
-Hey, hey! -Listen...
I'll get a lot of money. I'll give you too!
I will earn my own money!
F***ing idiot!
What now?
Shut up, dumbass!
Listen, Rani...
Will you earn that money?
Or will your whore-self Kajol earn it?
"500 for blowing whistles.
1000 for playing the drums!"
Your menu card, right?
That's too much.
Tapan is your customer, right?
The manager?
I've known about it since the first time you went to entertain him!
Didn't you just say, a sin eventually catches up?
Are you threatening me?
Listen, b***h, your life, your body.
You've the right to do whatever the hell you want to do with it!
That's what I've thought until now.
But know where the problem lies?
You don't believe in your right yourself, so you hid it from us!
Now, if the entire locality & your son find out--
-Hey! -Quiet, she's sleeping.
-Bugger, shut it! -Keep the voice low!
-Shut up!
-She's sleeping... -Hell with you!
Tell me what to do.
We need to take Dulal's body,
wrap it up in layers of sheets, and load it into the toto.
F***ing b***h!
I know that's what I am!
'Firecrackers Woman power taking everyone over'
'Match'
Minati...
Hurry up, go back inside.
Go and lock your door.
But what will I do alone, on my own?
Hey, you split your husband's head in two.
Now you have to do everything on your own.
What will I do now?
-Dumba**! -Go and pleasure yourself, b***h!
Go and clean up the house dammit!
There shouldn't be any trace left.
If there's a single drop of blood left, there's no saving you then!
Your daughter is sleeping alone, go home.
Go!
Bugger is so bloody heavy!
Nor the father neither the son come home at night,
so Rinku told me to get a lover. Look what I got instead.
A dead body!
Listen to me, Rani.
Hold him by the neck.
I will take the legs...
Even if we can't mince him up...
if we can chop him up into tiny pieces like boti kebab...
then the police can't-- -What... what...
What did you say? Say it again...
If we can chop Dulal's body into tiny pieces,
wrap them in plastic sheets, & dump them in various places...
the cops won't be... -Dulal's body?
We'll chop it up?
Yes.
-Me? -Of course.
Or do you expect your clients to do it?
Listen to me!
I will go and do it myself.
I'll announce to the world that I'm a w***e.
But I can't-- -Hey...
You're telling me to chop up a human?
Not everyone can chop meat, you butchering b***h!
Then, b***h, do what you're good at!
-What? -Strip him naked!
Take off his clothes.
-Damn it!
Dulal's f**ked! So are we!
If you puke, you will have to clean it.
We need to burn dry chillies to ward off the evil eye.
I was right that day, see?
He really does have solid chumps!
Oh f**k!
Sreema di, you?
Oh f**k!
Why am I naked?
Huh?
I get it now!
Sreema darling!
Sreema darling, come!
I promise I will give you everything, come.
Come!
My wife... she's all dried up!
Can't take me at all!
She can't.
Come... -Had we not f**ked Dulal then,
we'd surely get f***ed.
The money would be gone, and the cops would put us in jail.
So, just like Amitabh Bachchan in Sarkar, I did what I felt right.
What else?
F***ing b***h, come!
-Is he dead now?
He's dead!
Had my dad been alive, Rani...
he'd be really proud today.
His girl just got promoted!
From chopping mutton to chopping swines now!
People sure are right...
All sins eventually catch up.
Your husband or your son?
My husband wouldn't be back from work now.
And my son must be...
Why don't you just slap him?
How can I?
I can't even pay for his college.
And he's in his prime.
When will he do these things if not now?
-Didi! Open the door!
Can't you hear me?
-Damn! It's Rinku!
-Rani di, why are you hiding? -What do we tell her?
-How does she know I'm here? -Quiet!
The toto.
-Didi... -Toto!
-Wipe your face. -Can't you hear?
-Wipe it clean!
Open the door! Hey! Be convincing, okay?
-Open up, hurry!
Hurry up!
Open it... -Yes.
Open the door! Yes...
Mona will kill me if I don't pay 10,000.
What?
Money!
Mona's threatening to make me go live nude if I don't pay him 10,000!
But, if I get naked, my account will get reported!
-How much money? -She said 10,000. Are you deaf?
Yes, please help me...
Go home now, we'll take care of it in the morning.
Yes, go home now. -Yes, go, will you!
-Whose blood is that?
Rats.
-Rats? -Yes, rats.
I laid out traps, they all died today.
Go home. We will talk in the morning about the money.
Wait a minute, I'll go, but...
when they harvest rice back in our village,
rats come in droves.
We kill the lot of them.
But this scent isn't matching that familiar scent of rats.
Are you guys drinking foreign liquor these days?
Hmm. I think I smell it.
Whose phone is it? -Mine.
Mine, it's mine, ringing inside. -No, it can't be yours. No!
Your phone never rings. It vibrates.
And your phone chants those spiritual verses...
Prayers and all, right?
Whose phone is that?
How much will you take?
20,000.
-You just said 10,000! -Don't worry, I'll explain...
10,000 for Mona, and ten for...
zipping it.
Blood, phone...
the scent...
I won't say a thing. You see...
where will you find more audience than me, right?
What do you mean?
You think I am a fool?
What on earth are you hiding-- -Hey!
-What? -Just wait here.
Why are you getting angry, love? Let me see. I'm no stranger, am I?
-Tell me about your parlour. -The parlour's fine.
I don't work there anymore. -You quit, eh?
-Let me see! Come on! -Go home and make reels!
Take this money and go home.
Go home and count it. -Wait!
Let me give you some advice in return. For free!
Hear me out. That extra phone you've got...
get rid of it.
You see, I've seen it in web series... they can trace phones...
and find everything!
Got it?
The money seems alright, I'll tell you if I need more. Bye.
-Hey, listen. -What? It's okay, I'll come later.
Don't worry. -Come in.
Come on! -I'll come later--
-Lock the door! Come, I'll show you! -No! I'll come later!
-Come on in, quick!
-I'm screwed! -Please let me go...
-See!
Quiet! Do not say a word! -Hey!
If you say a word, I will bury you! Keep it shut!
-I won't tell anyone... -Sure. You're screwed if you do.
I haven't done anything, why will I get screwed?
Did Dulal's money just walk to you on its own?
B***h!
-Why did you drag me into this? -Hey, wait.
-I didn't-- -Keep quiet and listen to me.
Minati will get insurance money.
A huge sum!
A lot! -Listen, listen.
Take it!
Half, half, half, half!
Just keep quiet and listen to what I say.
And work accordingly. Okay?
Four halves...
So...
So, two fulls? -Hmm!
Beautiful! Well, what do I have to do?
-First hide yourself under a burkha.
Then take Dulal's phone and get on a train to Kolkata.
And text Minati from it,
that you, I mean Dulal, won't come back.
You will go straight to Kolkata and dump the phone.
And then come straight back here. I mean, by train.
Life torn apart, every day stressed Inside my mind, it's a damned mess
Waking up from a dream It shatters like glass
Meanwhile, we will make mincemeat out of Dulal and parcel it.
After you come, the three of us...
will spread Dulal all around the area.
Pressure all around, debts & dues All faces, masked
Fake smiles, hollow hearts Starved of love
Yeah, I breath heavy Smoke clouding my head
Shadows lurking on the street ahead
Yeah, I breath heavy Smoke clouding my head
Shadows lurking on the street ahead
-Listen.
If it’s an unnatural death,
the rites must be done by the third day.
Should I call a priest and...
This demoness will take all of us down!
-Listen, Minati.
Look at me.
Look!
Listen to me carefully, Dulal isn't dead.
Dulal isn't dead!
He was a swine.
He got in debt, so he left the two of you and absconded.
Like all of us, you too must believe this. Got it?
And nothing happened, okay?
We saw nothing, know nothing, did nothing.
Got it?
Tomorrow, get up early and go to those dumba** friends of his...
Didi, what!
Knock on their doors, crying & asking "Where's Dulal!"
After two days, go wailing into the police station--
-Police station? -Well, yes!
After two days, you will go to the cops,
cry in front of them and file a missing report.
When did you last see him?
-Three days ago.
He came back home at night.
He was drunk.
Like everyday...
he beat me up.
-And then...
he forced me to hand him all the money...
and left for Rana da's gambling den.
He used to go there frequently?
-He went everyday...
Next day he texted me...
that he'll never return.
-Alright. I’m making a General Diary entry.
You can go now. We will inform you.
Yes, please look for him, sir.
-Hmm.
-Sir.
He was a gambling addict.
Had a fight with Rana over money.
Even got threatened the last day.
Outside the bar that night, Rana's guy told him
they'll kill him if he doesn't pay.
I think that's why he left his wife and kid...
I always wanted to be a dog. Know why?
-Why, sir? -We had an Alsatian at home.
-Hmm. -Dad named him Gondar (Rhino).
So whoever Gondar used to bark at...
they all turned out to be utter swines! How's that possible?
Anyway, forget it. What was the name of Dulal's wife again?
-Uh, Minati... -Right...
Get her tailed.
I need all updates about her daily life.
-Yes, hello...
What's up?
Yes, I am at work.
Oh, of course not. What can one do?
Life goes on.
Huh?! Huh... hey!
-Das? -Yes, sir?
Now it's straight to BNS Section 103.
Murder charge.
You see, this is what happens when you don't have common sense.
-Breaking news. A dead man's severed limbs have been found
at Gangapur slum. The police are investigating.
This has already created quite a stir, as you can see.
-You swore on your kid, you'd pay. Why aren't you paying me?
I need the money, please give it to me!
-I... -Why don't you get it?
How can I give it? I don't have it saved.
Why aren't you claiming the life insurance?
How can I?
-Why? -I told the cops that Dulal fled.
How can I claim the insurance while he's alive?
We need proof that he's dead.
Understand?
We need proof that he's dead. -Proof...
Proof of death...
-Hey... -Proof of death.
Severed hands & feet were found at various locations across the city
creating a lot of stir all around. Police are investigating.
-Too much greed ends in loss. I had heard this saying.
Never thought we firecrackers would blow up from inside like this.
Who is it?
-Police.
Open the door.