- We want you to file an FIR. - Go ahead.
We want a lady police officer.
We'll call her.
What's the complaint?
We want you to file an FIR against Baba.
Which Baba?
Baba Nirala.
The one from Kashipur.
Okay.
Sir, I raided the place thrice.
I don't know how they get a whiff of it.
Sir, a lady has come with her daughter.
She wants us to file an FIR against Babaji.
Against Baba Niralaji?
Yes. She is asking for a lady constable.
Is it done?
I spoke to an officer.
He has gone to call a lady constable.
Is Komal okay?
Yes, she's okay.
Which caste do they belong to?
I haven't asked them, but they seem to be from an upper caste.
Yes, ma'am?
- Tell me. - Excuse me. Get up. You too.
- An FIR against Babaji? - Wait outside.
Yes.
Ma'am, give your complaint in writing.
We'll investigate.
If your claim proves to be true, we'll file an FIR.
- Listen, Mr Pandey. - Yes?
- Give her a pen and a sheet of paper. - Okay.
And yes... Offer them tea.
Please, inspector.
We aren't here to have tea.
Baba Nirala...
He did something despicable to my daughter.
He abused her.
I want you to file an FIR.
Ma'am, I'm telling you how the law works.
I know how the law works.
Call a lady constable.
We'll call her.
She hasn't reported to duty yet.
Tell me about your family.
My child, where is your dad?
He hasn't come.
What is his name?
Vipul Dahiya.
Sir, the one from Dahiya Constructions. The one who builds flyovers.
Oh, I see! You're from Mr Dahiya's family.
In that case, you have no reason to worry.
- Write down their complaint. - Sir.
- Mr Pandey. - What did I tell you?
We don't want you to write a complaint.
We want you to file an FIR.
You see, this is the procedure here.
First, a complaint is filed, and then an FIR is lodged.
The rest is up to you.
Let's go, dear.
These people won't help us.
- Look... - Let's go.
THE HEAVY PRICE
- Sadhu. - Yes, sir?
What is the house number?
House number 12, Amaltas, Katara Hills.
Vipul Dahiya. It's a grey coloured bungalow on the corner of the street.
- House number 12. - Yes.
I found it.
VIPUL DAHIYA, HOUSE NUMBER 12
- Greetings. - Greetings.
I'm Sub-Inspector Ujagar Singh.
Are you Mrs Dahiya?
Yes.
Didn't you go to the police station this morning?
My colleague, Constable Sadhu said your FIR wasn't lodged.
Why have you come here?
To help you.
How will you help?
Some police officers came here a while back.
They took my husband away.
Listen. I sure am from the police department.
But because of getting on the bad side of the ashram people,
I'm now as good as off duty.
But if you really want an FIR to be filed against Baba, there's a way.
- What? - Yes.
Mr Dahiya, I didn't expect this from you.
Keep the women of your family in check.
You're such a big contractor.
Babaji has done so much for you.
Do you want to ruin everything because of that mentally-ill girl?
Make them understand.
Don't let them tarnish your family reputation.
Our daughter is in a lot of pain.
Okay. He is the one who'll take away the pain.
Babaji.
Go to him and seek his blessings.
You'll find a solution as well as peace there.
Why did you send them to the police station?
We'll register a zero FIR.
But you know
that we won't be able to take action before consulting our seniors.
That's good enough, Mandeep.
Thank you so much.
Just file an FIR on record.
- I'll take care of the rest. - Okay.
He agreed.
Thank you.
Tell her everything that happened to you.
There's no need to be scared.
She's Head Constable Maya. She'll file an FIR. Okay?
- Very good. - Come on.
Ma'am, you wait outside.
Come.
Come on.
- I'll sit here. - Please.
What's your name, dear?
Komal.
How old are you?
16 years.
Go ahead, Komal.
Say whatever you have to say.
When and where did it happen?
It happened on 8th April.
I was in the hostel of the ashram.
The warden Rinku told me
to get ready.
After that, Saadhvi Mata took me in her car.
Where did she take you?
Saadhvi Mata told the driver
to take the car to Sakseria Farmhouse in Ratanpur.
After we got there,
I was told to wait in the waiting area.
After a long time, I was taken to a room.
That man was sitting there.
Who was sitting there?
Tell me.
Baba.
Komal.
Don't be scared.
Feel free to tell me everything that happened.
You don't have to be scared.
Consider me your elder sister.
Listen, dear.
If you don't speak out, the truth won't come out.
Tell me.
What did Baba do to you that day?
Tell me. What happened after that?
After that,
he started touching me.
He told me to close my eyes.
And then...
He kissed me on my forehead.
He started pressing my breasts after that.
Komal.
Calm down.
You are very brave.
Tell me everything step by step.
I stopped him.
But he started removing my top.
I got scared.
He said, "Why are you getting scared?"
"Why do you feel shy?"
"I'll also take off my clothes."
I got extremely scared.
I tried to stop him,
but he held me tightly.
And then...
Then he exploited me.
Calm down, Komal.
I couldn't understand anything.
Okay.
Komal, listen.
Try to remember what happened and tell me about it.
After removing your top,
did he remove your pants?
No. He didn't remove my pants.
What do you mean?
If he didn't remove your pants,
how did he dishonour you?
He held my head
and pulled me towards him with force.
He told me to open my mouth.
And then...
My mouth was hurting, ma'am.
I was feeling suffocated.
He didn't let me go until...
You're a very brave girl.
Don't be scared.
It's okay. Get a grip on yourself, dear.
Everything will be fine. Come.
Come with me.
Sit here.
Everything will be fine.
The minor did get raped, sir.
I've registered an FIR.
Mandeep.
It's okay if you can't take action,
but let me search the scene of crime, Sakseria Farmhouse.
If the location matches the description given by Komal,
I'll have concrete evidence.
Okay?
Ujagar, you know very well
how powerful these people are.
They will make my life miserable.
Don't do anything officially. Let me do it.
Nothing can be done officially here.
The court might or might not help.
But I'll surely suffer dearly.
You're not posted here.
You're single too.
Think about me.
Without talking to my seniors at the head office, I can't do anything.
Come on, Mandeep! Please don't do that.
If you inform your seniors, this case will be buried for good.
They will get rid of all the evidence one by one.
Okay. Do this.
Wait for a few days.
I'll do whatever I can in my individual capacity.
Okay?
Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you.
Keep the file with you.
I'll tell you when to record it in the diary.
Okay.
Listen, Ujagar.
Do what you want after due consideration.
They shouldn't know I helped you.
Otherwise, I'll get in trouble.
Thank you.
I remember everything.
There was a black gate.
- ID card. - There were many security guards.
- Let them go. - Sir, the housekeeping staff has come.
Let them come.
The building was white in colour.
It was inside.
Deep inside.
After crossing the garden.
There was a big bed
and a sofa.
That's where he was sitting.
The girl is a minor and what happened to her was rape.
He'll be charged under section 376 and POCSO both.
Babaji will spend the rest of his life in jail.
But the problem is
if we get the court to order an investigation,
they'll find out, and then they'll destroy all the evidence.
Now?
It's from an unknown number. It could be Akki or Pammi.
Should I answer it?
- Hello. - Ujagar.
This is Natasha.
How are you? How is Pammi?
She's right here.
She's a bit upset these days.
She isn't well, right?
Please get her to talk to me.
Sure, ma'am.
It's Natasha ma'am.
Hello.
Tell me, Dr Natasha.
How are you, Pammi?
I feel restless, Natasha.
There's only one thing that I wish to do.
I want to kill him when I get a chance.
Listen. We can't talk for a long time.
We'll have to hang up.
Message me your location. I'll withdraw money and send it to you.
Hang up.
Just a minute, Natasha.
Talk to her.
- Hello. - Listen. Pammi has her medicine, right?
If you need anything, message me.
Okay. Save this number.
Okay, bye.
I confirmed everything.
- Just issue an order. - No, buddy.
Please spare me. I can't issue a search order.
I have a family to look after, Ujagar. Try to understand.
I can't take a single step without an order from the head office.
Inspector General of Police, Sumit Chauhan.
This is your stature and your intelligence?
We were fools to place our faith in your intelligence.
- No, sir. Bhopaji, actually... - What is it?
Go ahead. Why are you stammering?
Are you unable to find an excuse?
Motherf**ker, an FIR got filed right under your nose.
Your officers even started investigating. What the f**k have you been doing?
Wait and watch how we respond.
Where is Dahiya?
I've called him thrice since morning. He didn't answer.
We even sent our aides to their place, but...
But what? Where are they?
They were in a confrontational mood.
Contact the Road Minister.
And listen. Tell the Home Minister that we want him out.
- He's incapable. Get rid of him. - Give me one chance.
- Leave. Out! - Believe me...
- Bhopaji, listen to me. - Out!
- Sir, give me one chance. - Get lost!
Sir, give me one chance...
- Get lost. - One chance...
As***le.
Bhopaji.
We can replace Chauhan with that fellow.
He's a DIG-rank officer. Balwant Sinha.
He had got the forensic report of that boy tampered.
He's a friend.
I'll talk to the Home Minister.
Make the Dahiya family understand. Do something about it.
They are a pain in the a**. Motherf**kers.
Okay. I'll straighten them out.
Tell me. What's the update?
He hasn't stepped out since yesterday, sir.
We're trying to reason with him.
Okay.
- Keep trying and be alert. - Yes, sir.
Did you get it? Keep your eyes and ears open.
Don't worry, sir.
Komal has been very scared
ever since cops got stationed outside our house.
Let me do this. I'll call Ujagar.
Wait. Our phones could be tapped.
This inspector has come twice already.
He wants us to meet Babaji.
- Hello. - Mr Dahiya.
We didn't expect this from you.
Our department examined the flyover that you're building.
We've found several major flaws.
So, we're cancelling your contract.
Within seven days, return the advance amount that the department paid you.
Sir, how can you...
What happened?
Everything has got ruined.
They cancelled the contract.
What are you doing? What's going on?
We're taking possession of your house.
We have court orders.
Sir, we'll make the payment. We're trying to arrange for the money.
The bill for the highway I built has been cleared.
I'll receive the payment any day. Please, sir.
Give us some time, sir. Please.
Move aside. Let them do their work.
Amazing!
You came running to paste the notice.
But you are hesitant to act on our FIR.
Why? Is that not important?
Our daughter's life has got ruined, but nobody seems to care.
The truth is that all you cops have been bought off.
All of you.
Yes, we can be bought off.
Are you interested? Tell me.
I'll tell you how much to pay.
Did you not know what it meant to get Babaji's blessings?
Now, you're complaining.
Listen. Show me the other duty charges too.
Okay, sir.
Sir.
We pasted the notice outside their house.
We'll get the house auctioned too.
I don't think the Dahiya family is in the mood to compromise.
Do not worry.
There are many ways to pressurise them.
Sadhu, you haven't left yet?
Sir, your sign is missing here.
Here. Please sign here.
Yes, Sadhu.
Sir, they are torturing them.
The ashram will destroy the Dahiya family.
I'm worried about you too.
They might drag you along too.
Don't worry about me.
Okay, sir. Take care of yourself.
Sir,
no one is allowed inside.
Sub-inspector Ujagar Singh.
Sir, still...
Why are you here now?
What happened, Mr Dahiya?
See what your police force has done to us.
You reassured us and spoke of being strong and all.
We're homeless now.
Who do we fight? Who can give us justice?
We have no idea.
I'm sorry. Just one second.
Police Headquarters, Complaint Branch.
This is Dr Natasha speaking from Civil Hospital.
I want to speak to the Headquarters IG.
Ma'am, this department is handled by DIG Sinha now.
He's in a meeting. He'll be back in half an hour.
Let's go there.
It's a call from Babaji.
Time is most powerful, Dahiya.
No power in the world
can stop it.
Only a fool would want
to fight the tide of time.
Your time is up.
Accept it.
You were one of my favourite devotees.
Without any condition,
I bestowed my blessings upon you.
Therefore, everything you had should have been mine.
Without any condition.
In the paradise of my imagination,
the rules, the laws, the constitution
are all written by me, Dahiya.
You broke them.
I did not expect that from you.
Now, the time has come
to free you from your sins.
Whatever you did,
I hereby forgive you
for all your mistakes.
Japnaam.
Please come in.
If I had known that you would grace us with your presence today,
I would have arranged a grand welcome.
You are an avatar of the Goddess herself.
Why so surprised?
I am the same guy.
We spent three years together.
We ate and drank together,
we hung out and went out together,
and we even lived, loved and slept together.
I see.
It seems you have forgotten my name.
It's on the nameplate outside.
Balwant Sinha.
I am still the same guy,
your Ballu.
If I had read the name outside,
I would not have come inside to see your face.
What are you doing here?
Here?
Hide and seek.
I'm here playing hide and seek.
Want to play with me?
Just kidding.
Well, a truthful and honest officer like me keeps getting transferred from one place to another.
But look at this happy coincidence!
I mean, I just took charge here, and I got to meet you.
Tell me. How can I help you?
Ujagar, this is Balwant Sinha.
- My-- - Your ex-husband.
- I realised instantly. - Hmm.
I've also heard your name.
Inspector Ujagar Singh.
You also go by a second name, the officer without discipline.
You don't give a damn about orders, seniors or even your duty.
A romantic.
So many qualities to describe you.
It's good to see you here because
I would have to send this by someone else, otherwise.
What's that, Ujagar?
In the police lingo, these are called official summons.
A last warning for transgressing
his duties, authorities and limits.
You seem hyper active.
Give him a break. He needs some rest.
You showed your true colours so quickly.
I expected nothing less from you.
Truthfulness and honesty?
Mr Balwant Sinha,
don't misuse those words to describe yourself.
The people you are fighting for
have already lost.
Look at their fate.
Look, it's so sad.
Brace yourself and sit down. Look at it carefully.
- DIG sir is here. - DIG sir...
- DIG sir, please answer our questions.
- Who is responsible... - Please back off.
Back off.
- This way, sir. - What are your comments...
- This way, please. - Please say something...
It was all sorted out peacefully.
Our people were standing guard outside.
Even they didn't have a clue.
They left a note.
It was left on this table.
They had realised it was the end of the road for them.
- Get the bodies down. - Yes.
Baba Nirala promised to cure our daughter
and then raped her.
The poor thing could not bear the trauma.
The police did not even register an FIR.
They cancelled my husband's contract at work.
Our bank account was frozen.
Even our house was put to auction.
- Haridas. - Yes, sir.
I'll keep this.
Record everything by the book, photography and all.
Deal with the media too.
And send the bodies for post-mortem.
Sir, the doctor who conducts post-mortem...
Do not worry.
I don't think Dr Natasha will be able
to conduct their post-mortem.
DIG sir, enjoy this special tea brewed with selected leaves from Darjeeling.
One of our devotees there selects these tea leaves personally.
Its aroma and taste both are intoxicating.
I am more interested in your blessings, Bhopa Swami.
Babaji's blessings are always with you.
The way you have resolved the issue with the Dahiya family...
Job well done.
By the way,
they left a message before committing suicide.
It has become clear to me
that they won't spare our lives.
The man responsible for our deaths
is Baba Nirala.
It's a good thing that you have brought forward their agony.
Otherwise, many souls would suffer.