Inspector.
Inspector…
Breakfast.
Eat with your own hands today.
You'll feel independent.
That's too much effort.
The book has fallen down. It's not appropriate.
You make me work too hard, Deendayal.
Who killed Kallu?
Throw it in the trash!
You've only read seven pages.
But I caught the murderer on the fifth page.
-Who was it? -Kallu himself!
He committed suicide.
If your hands and legs worked as swiftly as your brain,
you could've been the boss of our area.
Shall I tell you something, Deendayal?
The joy of a hammock…
exceeds the perks of a corner office.
There's someone sitting outside and waiting for you since morning.
Let me know when he stands up to leave.
He's from Dhadakpur.
Dhadakpur!
Banwari.
Banwari Jha.
ONE YEAR AGO
There's no point going to Dhadakpur, sir.
It's crime-free.
There's so much unemployment.
If they don't steal, how will they survive?
There was a man called Thakur Dhadak Singh.
The village is named after him.
He picked the stick to free India.
But his son, Kadak Singh, picked up the gun in his youth
and became a dacoit.
Far, far away when a child suffered from constipation,
his mother would threaten him saying,
"You better poop or Kadak Singh will come."
And the child would poop with gusto.
It's been 20 years since Kadak Singh surrendered.
Yet, he's the king of all goons.
He's been bedridden for years.
But no one in Dhadakpur dares to even think of committing a crime.
His stature has stood the test of time.
This is the Belgium of Bihar.
They don't have a single FIR.
Which is why no one respects the cops.
Take away the cards.
Go!
-Hey! -Hey!
I got an ace for the first time.
We'll play this hand again, Banwari.
This is the new inspector in charge of the Tundpur Police Station.
ASI Mithilesh Kushwaha.
Be it theft, murder, kidnapping, or ransom…
you can summon him for anything.
He'll help you.
"The arms of the law stretch far and wide"
-You must've heard the saying. -I have.
But, we have no cobwebs to clean out.
You're right.
Inspector,
you see, our village is crime-free.
At present, you're committing the crime.
By intruding on our game.
Please, leave.
-Deendayal… -Yes, sir.
Confiscate the cards.
Hey, how can you do that?!
Like this. I can.
Stop me if you can.
Really? Come on, guys.
Block the back tire.
Hey!
We're chillin' here.
Try and ride over us.
I can walk back all the way to the station.
Your legs won't be able to handle it.
Should I return the deck?
Okay.
This will cost you heavily, Murari.
The name's Banwari.
Banwari Jha.
Fancy a game?
Banwari. Banwari Jha.
Here, I'll deal the cards.
Inspector, it's been a year…
Forget about it.
-I've long since forgotten. -Yes.
I was just reminding you.
Here…
the arms of the law are at your service.
Which cobwebs would you like them to clean?
My daughter's getting married in four days.
He's taking your offer to clean literally.
I have a neighbor, Ghuttan.
The guy blocking the back tire?
He was Gharshan.
-Why didn't you bring him? -He died under a truck.
This Ghuttan is…
He's…
He's…?
He…
He wants to invite you to his daughter's wedding.
Isn't it, Mr. Banwari?
-Isn't it? -Yes.
Ghuttan wants you to come to my daughter's wedding.
-It's his daughter's wedding. -Yes.
-And his neighbor wishes that I attend? -Yes.
And to convey the message, Dhadakpur's chief is here.
But you'll need to get there yourself.
That's unlikely.
Can they get married at the police station?
Shall we go, Mr. Banwari?
We have to invite others as well.
Let's go.
What do you think is going on, Deendayal?
You've stood up!
That means something's definitely going on.
Emergency meeting. Please be here in five minutes.
That's it.
What?
A village meeting in five minutes.
Let's hurry, brothers, let's move.
Let's move.
Brothers and sisters!
Kadak Singh is coming!
Clear the way!
Deendayal, go get the teacher.
Are you snoozing?
When did you get off?
I'd get off if I were sitting.
I was about to sit when you sped away.
I've run all the way from the police station.
Get the teacher.
It's locked.
Looks like you scared him off.
I think the whole village has run away.
Where have they all disappeared?
Do you know?
If I hadn't come to know in time,
years of a clear record would've been ruined.
Tell them who alerted you.
Madan alerted me.
An applause perhaps…
Roshni's future is at stake.
What choice did I have?
You should've approached me.
Every problem is solved in the meetings.
-Even this could be taken care of. -I'm here. Solve it now.
Teepu…
Where's your father?
He didn't tell me where he went.
He's your father. And yet you don't know where he is?
Society demands that a son needs to inform the father about his whereabouts.
But not the other way around.
Teepu, call your father.
Hey…
Where have the villagers gone?
Where?
Where you haven't gone.
Oh, there!
There, where?
Wherever you were just saying.
And where is that?
Where everyone has gone.
Their lips are sealed tight like a walnut.
Won't break so easily.
I'm asking for the last time. Tell me clearly.
Or I'll raze your shop down.
What has happened in the village?
Has something happened?
Yes, it has…
What?
Jagdeep was blessed with a son.
Okay, then, let's celebrate.
Serve me some tea.
Two cups?
Yes.
Repeated every half hour.
Why are you sitting?
Let's look for them.
If I work hard, my lazy body will rebel.
Let my mind do the work.
Sit.
Tea, please.
Papa isn't answering the phone. What can I do?
-You're lying! -Stop, Mr. Banwari.
You're a teacher. You can't hit a child.
He's done it before.
-Teepu, go wash up. -Whose face?
Why will I ask you to wash my face?
Wash your own face!
I'll take him.
Let's go.
What are you crying about?
The honor of the village and his daughter are at stake.
We need to save both.
We will save both!
I have a plan.
Here comes the thief!
Pin him down, he'll cough up the Bullet.
A small-time robber has struck big.
He's the thief!
Hey!
If I'd stolen it, would I come here?
Who called you here?
I did.
What's the plan, Amavas?
A second-hand Bullet.
Just like the original.
Same to same.
Price, one lakh.
That's okay, but what if the groom finds out?
Panditji's son was also given a second-hand one.
Did you guys find out?
What is this I'm hearing…
Why are you suddenly being so generous to Dhadakpur?
I'm not here for Dhadakpur.
I'm here for Roshni.
I don't have a single rupee left. I will have to sell myself.
No one will even pay a buck for you.
But…
the village can contribute to raise one lakh.
There are 100 families in the village.
If everyone contributes 1000, we'll be able to cover it.
Think of it as Roshni's wedding gift.
-I won't be able to manage… -No!
I won't be able to manage…
It's just 1000.
-Let's go. -Come on.
Say something.
They'll listen to you.
You're the chief.
Resolving issues is your responsibility. Not mine.
Let's go.
-Let's go. -Yeah, come on, let's go.
Wait! Hear me out!
Look… if we don't help now,
Mr. Banwari will file an FIR.
No--
Yes, I will.
We'll lose the trophy…
and we'll also lose the fund for a new well in the village.
Then live with the muddy water,
in the kitchen, and in the toilet!
BEWARE! THE INSPECTOR IS HERE FOR TEA!
Give me.
Here's 500.
Take the balance from my neighbor. She owes me.
We'll settle that with him.
It's our personal matter.
Where's all this coming from?
From stealing from your wallet all these years.
Well, I get paid in coins at the public urinal.
Please give your contribution.
So much?
One day, I will ride the bike, too.
Isn't that a lot?
We have to inspire the others.
Roshni is like my daughter.
Thank you.
"Thank you!"
-Is something going on between you two? -I hope so.
She's older than you.
Our hearts are the same age.
You still come here?
I knew I'd find you here.
Hungry?
But since you've brought it, I'll eat.
Have you been driving the Jeep since then?
No.
I was in the capital city for a year.
Delhi?
I worked at a 5-star hotel as well.
Why did you come back?
It's a mess.
The pollution is so bad
that it's easier to hold your breath than to breathe.
There are more people living in a house
than there are bricks in the walls.
No rivers, no fields.
Butter, pickles, spices… they are all tasteless.
Nothing's pure.
I missed the village.
So I left the city.
Such nonsense!
I understand missing the city life.
You're saying the opposite.
Were you caught stealing there?
Me?
There are even bigger thieves there.
They stay at an expensive hotel and steal shampoo.
What?
One guy tried stealing the electric kettle.
He died of an electric shock.
Then?
The cops came to book the hotel owner for neglect…
and I got out of there.
You shouldn't have returned.
If I hadn't returned, how would I send you to the city?
Inspector, it's a village of cowards.
No one is coming here in fear of questioning.
Shall we go, sir?
Let's go.
We're leaving.
I haven't even had my morning tea because of the cops.
Make me a cup.
And for everyone.
You owe me 500 rupees, Madan.
Where do I get the money from? Banwari took 1000 rupees.
I have no money in my pocket or balance in my phone.
Someone creates a mess and I pay for it?
Mess?
Inspector, I said dress.
I'll treat you to tea.
Come.
Please, come.
Don't be scared.
Come along.
Calculate this…
Six hundred.
Thousand.
Nine hundred in 50 rupee notes.
Forty-nine thousand…
-Did you calculate correctly? -Yes, Papa.
That watch is my wedding gift.
We're still short by 50,000.
Where will we get it from?
No.
We'll get 50 rupees for this.
If Durlabh hasn't been hooked…
let's reconsider the choice of groom.
If not the younger brother, we'll settle for the older one.
Mummy! That's not fair.
Then remain unmarried.
Bhugol, return everyone's money.
Call up the in-laws and tell them they're out-laws.
Divorce is easier than this marriage.
Go!
Papa?
What are you looking at him for?
It's already so messed up, might as well add to it.
I'm closing the kitchen and going off on a pilgrimage.
I'm not getting a promotion in this lifetime.
TUNDPUR POLICE STATION
It's 10:00 p.m.
Speak up.
-Don't you want to go home? -Say what?
There's nothing to say.
You can't keep me sitting on this chair all day.
Then sit on the floor.
-Off the chair. -Hey, don't touch me.
One scratch and you'll have to deal with my colleagues from the media.
Which paper do you report for?
Khabar Falana.
Wait, I'll set you straight.
Hello, Mr. Gyanchand.
This is your passionate pressman, Madan speaking.
This… what's your name?
-Mithilesh Kushwaha. -Mithilesh Kushwaha is showing me muscle.
He has forcefully held me at the police station.
Sir, find a column space tomorrow
and print my story.
Okay, sir?
Shall I leave?
Yes, I am leaving, sir.
Goodnight.
-Hey! Sit down. -Shall I add your name to the article?
Mr. Reporter.
There's a thief in this novel.
He gets extremely drunk…
and then he steals.
But forgets all about it the next day.
Just like you forgot there's no balance in your phone.
He thought he scared us.
It's a tough time for me.
Neither do I have money nor a job.
I also need to save the village's honor.
You also take advantage of me…
Your offer was for tea.
You'll get tea and a job as well.
Mr. Gyanchand is a good friend.
I'll put in a word.
-Mr. Deendayal. -Yes, sir?
A cup of tea for our reporter friend.
Sure, sir.
Bless you.
Come here.
Where's he going?
The money stays with him.
Don't you trust me?
Bless you.
There should be no foul play.
If there is any foul play, I am not your blood.
I am leaving.
Hey!
Go on.
Hey, move aside, let me go.
Careful.
That's why I didn't want to go with him.
-Climb in the back door. -Move aside!
-Climb in the back door. -Bhugol--
Bye.
Will these morons be able to do it?
4 DAYS TO ROSHNI'S WEDDING