Gurudev Hoysala (2023) Movie Script
1
Even if it is our enemies.
We will love them.
But if the statue is installed.
We will break it down.
ALL HAIL KITTUR RANI CHENNAMMA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL SANGOLLI RAYANNA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL KITTUR RANI CHENNAMMA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL SANGOLLI RAYANNA!
[IN UNISON]
We will not let the statue be inaugurated.
This riot should warn every Kannadiga.
This riot isn't doing
enough. Make it bigger.
It'll help me in the assembly.
Okay Dada.
[MUFFLED PROTEST CRIES]
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Control room?!
There's riots all over the City
bus stand and City Circle areas.
The protesters have
startled hurling petrol bombs.
They're attacking the police.
The situation's gone out of hand.
The public's under duress.
Send a higher official at the earliest.
In Karnataka, we love
and respect all languages.
We hoist the Karnataka flag and
celebrate heroes like Sangolli Ramayana.
We take pride in
Kannada and its roots.
Nobody can stop that from happening.
Looks like you were in deep slumber
when the lessons of unity in diversity
and strength in national
integration were being taught.
Let me teach you some.
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
Salute! Rise to attention!
Salute! Rise to attention!
All the bad boys of the town
Hear the siren sound
Hoysala coming
for the rounds
You better bow your head down
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
He's a Monster
Don't you dare try
to stand against him
He's a protector
Don't you forget
to surrender to him
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
All the bad boys of the town
Hear the siren sound
Hoysala coming
for the rounds
You better bow your head down
See them run-run-run
from the king of the jungle
He is the Lion of law,
making enemies fumble
Police officer,
but if the system crumbles
Hoysala Tiger-killer
yet his heart is humble,
Fight for the people,
poor and feeble
Never fail justice,
hot-head radical,
Either the hammer or trigger
Gurudev Hoysala - Nataraakshasa!
In the story of the Police,
your chapter is the fear inducing tag line
Go against him and you'll be encountered,
for he'll rewrite your fate lines
He's faster than a bullet
He wears a khaaki
but he's a madcap
The one with a
star on his forehead
Hey Badava!
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
Just a second.
Being the Commissioner, I'm not
able to digest this news, Gurudev.
Sub-Inspector Bhargav
is nowhere to be seen.
He's missing.
Sir, was he part of any
undercover operation?
Yes.
If the news gets out, the police
department will lose its respect.
Not like the public
respects us anyway.
- About this missing case...
- I'll investigate it, Sir.
I'll have to move
to Athani, right?
Only a postman is scared
of getting transferred.
Not a policeman.
- Good luck.
- Thank you, Sir.
[RHYTHMIC COUNTS OF BHARATANATYAM]
Sarika, answer the call.
Hello? Dev?
Where are you?
Ay! Give me the phone.
Ganga, I'm heading to Athani.
- I've been transferred.
- Really?
Yes. You pack and get here.
Dev Sir has been transferred.
This will be your last class.
Every time you get transferred, I hardly
use the clothes at the top of the suitcase.
The rest of them remain packed.
Isn't that good?
You don't need to pack them again.
Yep. One shouldn't marry a cop.
Once married, we
shouldn't complain.
I realised.
God's ways are weird. Don't
you think so Kamalamma?
Why do you say that?
God frees these beans, but
why does he refuse to free me?
Him and his trash talk, moron!
Let that be. Is this for
the salad or the curry?
For the curry man.
My wife has eloped, Sir.
I'd to lodge a complaint.
Isn't that a good thing?
Why lodge a complaint?
- Give us a party instead.
- But.. Sir...
Wait man!
The new officer's here.
My name's Sharief.
Welcome, Sir.
The station is under repair,
Kindly co-operate, Sir.
Let me introduce
you to the staff.
Sir, this is Kamalamma.
Our station's Head Constable.
Is this a Police station
or a college canteen?
Sir, the thing is...
All the guns are jammed.
None of them are in the working condition.
- Who's he?
- Sir, he's a big-time crook!
- Doesn't look like one.
- And he's made that his USP.
I am a thief, Sir.
But not by choice.
This cruel society
pushed me into thieving.
Even though he's a thief,
his ethics are in place.
He's a thief with integrity.
What sort of integrity?
If he runs, you'll lose your job.
Sir!
I'd liked a girl, Sir.
I didn't elope when she wanted me to.
You think I'll run now?
Sir...
Not just the station, you
people need to be repaired too.
- Call in the SHO.
- Sure, Sir.
Sir, the new officer is here.
So?! So what now?
Hurry up. He wants to see you.
My WhatsApp has a new DP.
Show him. I'll come by later.
- Is that so?
- Okay, Sir.
You ding-bat!
You're the dunderhead who went to visit his bride,
and instead married his in-law in a hurry.
- Sir? I didn't get you.
- Both of you are rookies.
- Salute him and make him sit. I'll be there.
- Okay, Sir.
Sir, My name's Sampath.
I'm the senior-most
officer here.
Not just a thorough professional,
but also a friendly police officer.
Police shouldn't make
either friends or enemies.
Rightly said, Sir.
Any information on SI Bhargav?
He was a good officer, Sir.
He was the type that would
seek trouble unnecessarily.
Uniforms tend to get dirty.
He would do everything covertly.
Fearing that information would get
breached, he wouldn't even take the driver.
His phone was last tracked
at Boodihalli of Thogati cross.
After which both him and
his signal went missing.
Even his family has no
clue about his whereabouts.
- I need all the updates on the case from now.
- Okay.
- I need all the details of the cases Bhargav handled.
- Sure.
Call for all the criminals
in our station limits.
Okay. Neelakanta, come along.
I need a helper to
set-up the house.
Sir, Mala and I will come by.
It's not right to use the station
staff for personal errands.
- You there! Get in.
- Me?
- Bye! Take care!
- Ganga, I'm on my way.
- Sir, he took the crook home.
- Let him suffer.
Attige (Sister-in-law),
where do I put this?
- Who are you?
- Sir got me.
- Where's he?
- He's on a call.
Attige, you're
Sir's wife after all.
But why do you dress
up like a homeless?
Shame.
Come here.
Not like I don't own anything.
I wear this only when I go out.
Woah! A coin necklace.
A Gokak temple jewellery design.
Calculating weight
post the wastage.
This should weigh 85 grams. Am I right?
Let me see?
A two-threaded chain!
An Anjali cut design.
35 grams.
- How did you guess so perfectly?
- This is my trade after all.
I'll show you my mother's chain.
Want to see?
A flattened medal chain.
- Madam, our ancestors knew their business.
- Right?
Gold should weigh its worth.
85 grams?
This?
Nagavalli Jhumki?
She really is Ganga.
Well, a bracelet.
That's an Uri chain.
Let me guess. 15-20 grams?
You're good.
Gold on this man.
I'm the Golden man!
Bracelet on hands that
need to be handcuffed, huh?!
He's a thief?!
Can't believe that at all!
Check if everything's in
place and lock them up.
Let's go out for dinner.
Once we're back, this
thief will set-up the house.
Without patients, doctors are useless.
Without criminals, lawyers are useless.
Without us, you're of no use, Sir.
You're supposed to reform him.
How will he, if you
keep calling him a thief?
Let's do this. Why don't
we name him something?
I'm a thief but not an orphan.
I've a name. You can address me by it.
- Naga!
- Ganga, let's go.
You also come along.
Look at his
consideration for you.
This is not consideration. Suspicion.
If we take him along, I'll
be losing some money.
If I leave him here, I'll
have to lose all the gold.
Where will you find a cop
who doesn't suspect? Let's go.
Ganga?
Ganga!
- Good Morning, Sir!
- Ay! Give the phone to Ganga.
Attige, it's your husband on call.
Hello?
- Why did you give him the phone?
- I didn't.
The phone was in the purse
and the purse is with him.
Have you ever got
me to the market?
- He's such a good negotiator, you know?
- He'll be ruining my reputation.
No need to do favours because
Inspector's wife or brother is here.
Two kilos of everything will do.
Okay, Sir.
- What time do the vegetables reach the market?
- 5 A.M. sir.
Make sure you drop them home
first and then carry on with your day.
Stop weighing. Not like you'll lose much.
- I'll see you.
- Sure.
- Who's here?
- The vendor's out.
I'm taking the fruits.
Add them to Sir's account.
Sir? Who?
I need to produce him
to the court. Bring him.
Okay.
Attige, give me the phone.
Let me keep it inside.
- Did you get everything?
- Yes. Shall we go?
- Let's go.
- Okay.
What has the world come to?
When the hungry grab
things, we're called thieves.
When the affluent do
the same, it's called duty.
- Naga, let's go.
- Coming.
Sir, he never discussed much about work.
There are some investigation related files.
- Where are they?
- Over there.
Yes, Gurudev?
There are a lot of loose ends
in the Bhargav missing case.
It'll take a while
to trace everything.
- Okay. Keep me posted.
- Yes, Sir.
Sand mafia continues its stride.
Grave incompetence of the local administration
and police continues to aid the mafia.
Are politicians also involved in
the illegal sand mining racket?
Rumors among the public
are rife that the police are
botching the investigations
to protect the politicians.
Sir, join us!
Harisha, mix some
water with the booze!
Sir, I'm very impressed with you.
An Inspector should be like you.
No matter what you do,
you concubine the staff...
O! He doesn't
concubine us, Sharief.
He combines us, you dumbo!
Sir, mistakes are common when
one's drunk. Why pick on that?
Sir, I've seen
a lot of officers.
They don't even
buy us a cup of tea.
Look at you giving us a party.
Did your former officer
have such get-together?
No way! Never!
[IN UNISON]
Even if we drank with our
own money and came to work.
He would file a
report against us.
He's reported against
Sharief way too many times.
Tell him about it.
Why talk about him
on a good day like this?
A pan fry for us.
A cop should either get someone drunk or
beat the shit out them to get them talking.
He wouldn't do either.
Tell me about the legal and illegal
activities taking place in our jurisdiction.
The illegal activities
have been legalised here.
Sand mafia gets
to work at this hour.
While we're dunking booze, they'll
be dunking sand into their trucks.
The media gets hold of this
matter and screws us all day.
Interesting. Let's raid them now.
How do we do our
duty when drunk?
One shouldn't drink while on duty.
Neither should we forget
our duty because we're drunk.
- Let's go.
- But sir, why get into this now?
Let's go.
Sir, why did you ask
us come at this hour?
'Illegal sand mining mafia
within the Police station's earshot'
'Irresponsible police department
stay mum over the issue'
You guys scream
it 24x7, don't you?
Let me show you
what real cops do.
Is this how you
talk to the media?
Journalism isn't holding
a Mic and blabbering.
You should be well informed.
Your intentions and
conscience should be pure.
Sir, shoot them down!
Go take cover!
We now have the
mastermind of this operation.
The man who's known as Hoysala
in the police department, Gurudev.
Tell me, Sir.
How was this operation planned?
The vehicles have been seized.
Culprits have been
taken into custody.
The owners need to meet me with
their documents and tender papers.
Come over and
there'll be an inquiry.
If you make me come
over, there's be a funeral.
What a chance, Sir!
Let's go and talk to the media.
Why get into that mess?
We get our monthly payments.
You want me to lose
it just to appear on TV?
Learn to be a fly on the wall.
BREAKING NEWS!
HOYSALA RAMS & BATTERS!
SAND MAFIA IN TATTERS!
There you go.
The owners need to meet me with
their documents and tender papers.
Come over and
there'll be an inquiry.
If you make me come
over, there's be a funeral.
Tell me, Sir?
Who is this new officer?
His name's Hoysala.
The new appointee in the place of Bhargava.
You should've told him about us.
He's done it all by himself.
He's extremely brave.
He can't be stomped or stopped.
He sure is the public's favourite.
But one can't judge if
he's a good man or not.
- Plus this is a new station for him.
- Ay!
The station might be new for him.
But it's not new to us.
If it's a loyal dog, we'll feed it.
If it tries to bite us...
You've managed to
tame someone like me.
It won't be a big task
for you to tame a rookie.
He's on leave.
I'll call you once he's back.
Meanwhile, send the vehicle
documents and tender papers.
I'll see you.
Look here. Sir has come.
Don't just look.
Throw in 500 bucks.
There's hardly any business.
- Fine. Give me 200 bucks.
- Why do you trouble me, Sir?
Someone's raising their voice, eh?
Thought I'll let a poor man
open his shop until 10 P.M.
But you go on until 2 A.M.
- Shell out man!
- Here's 500 for today and tomorrow!
Pack two plates of egg rice. I'll be back.
What's up, Chunky?
Heard your back at your old ways.
What is it now? Here you go.
Who all are in the rooms?
It's all in the register. See for yourself.
So anybody can book
another person and walk-in.
And entering it in the
book, makes it legal?
The couple that walked in.
Where are they staying?
Room No. 305. Do what you want.
But don't disturb
the other customers.
- Sir's asking for you. Come.
- Why should I?
Ay! Just come, brother.
My my!
I don't see a ring to
assume you're engaged.
Neither do I see a toe ring
to assume you're married.
Nor do I see a Rakhi
to assume you're siblings.
To top it all, you're
staying in a lodge like this.
- Walk. Now.
- But Sir...?
- Pay up! A fine of 10,000.
- But why should we?
Why is this woman pulling
a tax resistance protest?
Sir, we don't have
all that money.
Fine. Get in the jeep now.
- Shall I give them the chain?
- No, don't.
I feel pity for you.
Pay 5,000 and I'll let you go.
I'm telling you. We don't
have that much money.
If you don't have the cash,
why are you out with a girl?
Drive to the station.
Sir, please don't do this.
Why trouble them?
Take what they have and send them away.
Consider this a corona discount.
Else we wouldn't be letting
you go. Give me the cash.
Sir, it's three hundred bucks!
You think you're
offering alms to the poor?
Make them sit inside.
- Get inside!
- Sir, please let us go.
- Please let us go.
- You did this to yourself.
DON'T FEAR THE POLICE.
TRUST THEM.
Good Morning, Sir.
[IN UNISON]
- Morning, Sir.
- Who's that Mala?
Sampath sir got them here claiming that they were
suspiciously walking around the Swarga lodge.
- Get them here.
- Yes, Sir.
- Sir...
- What's your story?
A love story? Where are you from?
Sir, I'm Ravi. She's Bhoomi.
We're from Ambewadi.
I used to work in a departmental store.
She stayed in the
PG opposite the store.
We became friends
and eventually fell in love.
We'd registered to get married in the
mass marriage program arranged by the MLA.
Here's the application.
- Did you elope fearing your elders?
- We're orphans, Sir.
A rose and a smile,
you'll fall in love.
Two garlands and ataaLi, you're married.
But marriage isn't a cakewalk.
It takes a list of things, just like
it does in a departmental store.
You would know.
We do. We love each
other and wish to be married.
Mala, make some calls and
verify if their claims are true.
Sure, Sir.
But tell me this...
You came to get married, but
what did you do to get here?
Sampath Sir suspected us for
no good reason and got us here.
He began to demand for money.
We don't have that much money.
Sampath?!
Yes, Sir?
Why did you make
them stay the night here?
They were up to something
immoral at the hotel room.
I caught them red-handed.
You're clearly ignorant about the law.
Even if you raid brothel houses and
lodges, you can't arrest sex workers.
You've made them stay
all night in the station.
If they complain, you'll lose your job.
Why did you ask for money?
The public derides us by
calling us Maama already.
Who said so?!
I didn't take any money.
You were with me. Tell him.
If you're the disgusting
drool, he's the phlegm.
If a boy and a girl are together, don't
assume that they're up to some business.
If you can't support lovers,
don't report them for nothing.
Remember that the cops
also have wives and kids.
Sorry, Sir.
Sir, I made the calls.
The boy's speaking he truth.
Since you brought them to the station,
they missed out on the mass marriage event.
Call a photographer
and a priest.
You take the initiative and get
them married at your own expense.
But how can I spend my money...?
Consider this as repentance
for your sin. Go on now.
Okay, Sir.
Sit down.
Shall I call for the caterer too?
Why not? Let me help them
consummate and cradle their baby too!
- Happy Married life.
- Thank you, Sir.
Get in.
- Drop them to the bus stand.
- Okay, Sir.
BEEP
Cheers to everyone!
[IN UNISON]
Bastard! Get out here!
Hey dumbass! Come out!
Relax. Stay in here.
Don't come out.
The one who walks in
with a mob is the bastard!
Not the one who faces you alone.
Will you silently walk out...?
Or should I shoot?
How many will you shoot?
The bullets in your gun won't
suffice for the number of people here.
Doesn't matter how
many bullets are in here.
What matters is, how
many of you will face it.
You've been asked to do your cop
duty, quit being a broker, you loafer!
This department is filled with
brokers and bone-breakers.
I'm sure you know
who I am by now.
- Shoot!
- Gurudev!
What's your native, Sir?
Arasikere.
You left your village
and walked into hell.
I know my way around
both the village and hell.
You'll feel the heat soon.
Let me talk.
A family event is going on.
Whatever it is, come
by office tomorrow.
I'll call Gurudev too
and we'll sort it out.
Give him an introduction about us, Sir.
Introduce me to them too, Sir.
If they still try to mess around,
they won't be around any more.
He tends to get up
everyone's nose with his words.
Ask him to shut all his senses and stick
to his duties, before he loses them all.
Instead of putting handcuffs on the criminals,
he's out with couples, helping them exchange rings.
Do you know who she is?
She's my daughter
For the last few days, we've been running
around looking for her with her picture.
Instead, we ended up
finding her wedding photo.
We got lucky that the
photographs fell in my hand.
If it hadn't, my reputation in
my village would've bit the dust.
What's your issue now?
He's helped a penniless
shithead to tie the knots with her.
Having a puny college degree
doesn't turn a cobbler into a noble lord.
What's this Gurudev?
They claimed that they were orphans.
Moreover, they're adults. I got them
married because they consented it.
Who the heck are you
to get my girl married?
The guy claimed to be an orphan.
His mother must be
pretty close to him.
Watch your mouth, you son of a whore!
Else I'll shoot you...
Watch yourself! Else you
won't be returning tonight.
- Come on then!
- Gurudev!
Let me go, Sir.
Gurudev, mind your tongue!
What was that language?
Being a senior officer, you respect me.
Who the heck are they to disrespect me?!
- I'll rain hellfire on their landing strips!
- Not again!
Listen, you made a mistake.
Sir, I didn't forcibly marry them.
They were adults and consented to it.
They lied that they were orphans.
This isn't a petty matter.
This will turn communal soon.
Sensitive matters don't get
resolved with more chaos.
Try to understand.
Was I wrong for getting
two lovers married?
You weren't wrong for
getting lovers married.
You were wrong to have
gotten two people of
different caste and social
status married to each other.
It matters to the girl's family.
That's their personal problem.
Exactly. I'm telling
you the same thing.
We shouldn't meddle
in their personal matters.
It's okay.
If you know where the
boy and girl are, call them.
Let's talk it out and
send the girl with them.
I don't know, Sir.
Fine. You leave.
I'll handle this.
Just move!
Sir, we've made a mistake.
I understand the pain of a father.
Give me a couple of days.
I'll find your daughter
and hand her over to you.
- How dare he talk to me like that!
- Like I told you. He's temperamental.
You wouldn't want to
witness my men's temper.
Ask him to stay in his limits.
Time to teach him that chilli powder feels
different in your mouth and in your eyes.
If we break his bones, he'll either
end up in the hospital or in hell.
Instead, break his peace of mind.
Neither should he be able to
go to a hospital, nor run for hell.
Brother, we didn't find anyone.
Oh! Don't worry. We were
looking for someone else.
I'll see you around.
Dance away guys!
My dirty shoes entering your personal
space seems to be bothering you.
Your husband has
barged into our territory.
Imagine how we feel!
Stop the vehicle!
This is merely a warning!
Make sure you carefully
drop madam home.
We used to tie our guard
dogs to the front door.
We used to leave our
slippers outside the door.
Laborers would
wait out in the yard.
Our place and dignity was in tact.
The day we let the
dogs on our couches.
The day we walked
indoors with our slippers.
The day we let the
laborers inside our homes.
Our place and dignity
came under threat.
We're the lords of
vast areas of land.
We're the descendants
of ancient clans.
If our family messes up, we
can reprimand and correct them.
But if the entire clan
messes up, we can't undo it.
We've always been the supreme,
the elites and the superiors.
We still are and have
to continue being so.
They've now barged into our
homes and taken our girls away.
They should continue
to remain hungry.
All of them who work in our lands, homes and
factories should be thrown out of their jobs today.
What's wrong, Kaaka?
If we fire the workers,
won't it be a loss for us.
Don't worry about the loss.
Whatever the loss is, I'll compensate.
Our clan is our God.
If our God is disrespected.
We're as good as being dead.
Sir?
- Somebody's here to see you.
- Make them sit inside.
There are a lot of people.
Sir, my name is Sharanappa.
I've been a laborer at the
Lord's factory for four decades.
He fired me out of the blue.
Only if we earn, will our families eat.
The responsibilities of our aged
parents and spouses lie on us.
The Lord has asked us all not
to return to work from tomorrow.
Ravi is my son, Sir.
His mistake is pushing us
all to hunger and poverty.
They've merely spared our lives.
They've troubled us in every possible way.
Just because their
girl's not home...
Their men have started entering
our homes at inappropriate times.
They've started harassing our girls
when they're showering and changing.
Our life has turned into a living hell.
The lives of us nomads is
now caught up in this crossfire.
They beat us if we
enter the village.
They beat us even
if we want to leave it.
I beg you, Sir.
Please do something
and find the girl.
Do us this favour, please!
All of us will forever
be grateful to you.
What are you thinking? Eat.
What's wrong?
These men have been
troubling me for a while.
I thought of telling you but...
This is why I didn't.
Consider this a sample or an example.
Who was the one who danced?
Can't believe you got
scared of these jackasses!
You've been with me for
long enough to know better.
You know what a monster
I can be if I lose my cool.
What's up, Officer?
You've crossed the borders
and entered my home.
Both the border, law and
order here are all mine.
If you wish to hunt a
tiger, hunt it down.
Instead, you shouldn't go to the tiger's den
when it's not around and scratch your itches.
Threatening women and families.
Throwing them out of their jobs.
Emotionally messing
with the young and the old.
Enough with all this gasholder!
If I make up my mind...
If you have women to supply you food and
booze, I'll claim you're supplying women.
If you've men around, I'll claim they're
your goons meant to trouble people.
If you're smoking weed,
I'll claim you supply it too.
Without letting you take note, without even
serving you a notice, I'll throw you in jail.
You need to pay up
to understand the law.
I get paid, because I know the law.
You might be a villain.
But there's a villain in me
too. Want a taste of him?
If this goes in, he'll come
out to make an appearance.
You won't be able to bear him.
Don't get cocky because
you're the supreme here.
I've locked horns with the superiors
and earned their accolades to get here.
I'm the Supreme one now.
Me and my men don't
meddle with others.
I want my Bhoomi back.
A man in the uniform like
you won't understand the
attachment and possessiveness
of having a daughter.
I gave birth to her. I cradled her.
The pain of not having her at home is
something I wouldn't wish for my worst enemy.
I've committed a mistake.
I'll ensure I get your
daughter back to you.
Bhoomi...
I'm not just concerned about her.
I love her a lot.
What if your father gets too happy when Bhoomi
returns, and gets her married to the same guy?
Even if my father gets
a dog, it'll be a pedigree.
If it's about a
son-in-law, then...
But I don't belong
to your caste.
Friendship doesn't care for caste.
Duryodhana trusted Karna enough
to give him a piece of his kingdom.
I trust you enough to give
Bhoomi's hand in marriage to you.
How come the serpent
has called me today?
What's up with the Mongoose?
What is it up to?
I need all the information.
The police are here
to scout for information.
Look at you scouting for
information about the police.
- I'll send the cash.
- Sure!
There's a guy named Machche in
Nehru colony near Ravi's house.
He's very close to Ravi.
He owns a saloon
in the same road.
You can find out
more if you talk to him.
Ravi's number was last
traced in the bus stand.
After that's it
been switched off.
Okay.
- Have you seen either of these people?
- No, Sir.
- I've seen them.
- Where was that?
They got on my bus
and got off at Chikkodi.
Chikkodi?
Chikkodi is five
hours away from here.
- The road's a mess.
- I don't know anything, Sir.
He's a piece of work, Sir.
The phone number Ravi gave us claiming that it was
of his departmental store, belonged to this guy.
Speak up.
I've been roaming around without
food and sleep for the last three days.
Please don't hit me.
Their story took off
during my village's fair.
Please come, Dada.
Do you expect me to eat with them?
That's why I've made them sit on the
floor and have arranged tables for you.
It's not about the
floor or the tables.
They aren't worthy enough
to sit in front of me and eat.
Either ask them to leave or I will.
Everybody get up. Quick!
- Ravi get up! Dada is here!
- Why should I?
Just get up now!
Come on!
Machche!
- Dada has asked for you.
- Coming.
Dude, I'll be back soon.
So you'll leave everything and go?
Am I also not paying you?
Can't he come down here
and get himself groomed?
He has hair in the same
spots as I do, doesn't he?
Among all the crops bowing down, the corn
that stands out, gets snipped off first.
Which caste is inferior among all?
O' mad man!
Which community is superior?
Life is all about birth and death,
why discriminate among human beings?
Ravi was waiting to
avenge the insult at the fair.
On the day of the college, he
humiliated and insulted Dada.
- Why did you get me this?
- You've no idea.
The moment the song played, he
got annoyed and walked away in anger
The dance was great.
Ajjappa!
You too were great.
Which caste is inferior among all?
O' mad man!
Which community is superior?
Life is all about birth and death,
why discriminate among human beings?
Bhoomi visited the hospital to
check on Ravi who was admitted.
Sorry, Ravi.
I heard that my brother
and Bali attacked you.
Every change needs a leader.
I've seen you in college,
you have all those qualities.
Get well soon.
If he hadn't thrashed
me, you wouldn't be here.
If you hadn't come here,
we wouldn't be talking now.
Looks like it was all
meant for the good.
After that, it didn't take long for Ravi
and Bhoomi's friendship to turn into love.
Did you get the tickets?
Superb. Get down.
Dude, what about me?
Go to her father and...
Bhoomi, go sit in the car.
A butcher's shop sees a lot of sheep.
But a sheep gets to see a
butcher's shop only once.
Get that in your head and you will live.
Or else you'll lose the will to live.
Bali found about
their love story.
Before Dada found out about it,
they eloped together.
One night, Ravi called me from
the bus stand for the last time.
Machche, Bhoomi and I got
married in the police station.
Thank God. All for the good.
Dude, how come nobody
in the town knows yet?
Really? Nobody knows it yet?
- I did this so that they find out.
- What are you saying?!
Her father spoke highly
about his caste and clan.
I was waiting to
teach him a lesson,
Before I could dig him
a pit, Bhoomi fell for me.
He made us leave our food
midway at the fair and now?
Here I am. Having my wedding
night dinner with his daughter.
This is just the beginning.
I thought Ravi
really loved Bhoomi.
But he's just pretending to love
Bhoomi, to get back at her father.
Ravi and Bhoomi's case
is taking a different turn.
Bhoomi is not in safe hands.
- Ravi has loved her just to...
- Avenge Dada.
Speed up the investigation, Gurudev.
One wrong turn and towns will burn.
In the end, you'll have
to take all the blame.
Okay, Sir.
We've to divide into a team of three and look
in every hotel, lodge and PG accommodations.
Check with house brokers to find
out if somebody new has moved in.
You have to scrub
the car, gently.
Sir!
- Hello?
- Ravi escaped from me.
Where are you?
Since morning, we've combed
through Hale bassi, Madanpalya.
Now we're at PB-4
Sarala Dhaba for lunch.
Disconnect woman!
I'll call you later.
Sir, we've looked almost everywhere.
There's a brothel
house in this town.
Ravi's intentions are
not in the right place.
What if he's taken
Bhoomi there to...?
Shall we look there once?
Keep moving!
What's wrong, dear?!
These two are absconding.
If you find anything
about them, let us know.
These women have
been forced into trade.
- Take action against those responsible.
- Sure.
What grave injustice is this?!
I'm having fun with my own
money and you're out arresting me.
- Help me settle.
- Pass it around!
If I get caught, my
reputation will be at stake.
- You'll help me, right?
- Sir, Naga...
Where did you steal this chain?
Stealing and me?!
This belongs to my mummy, Sir.
Look here. B for Bhuvaneshwari.
This belongs to
no Bhuvaneshwari.
It belongs to Bhoomi.
I've seen this around her neck.
- Where did you meet her?
- I swear I've no idea who she is.
I've not met anyone.
I stole this from the Marwari's shop.
- Which store?
- This one.
Who sold you this chain?
A thief stole this chain from
our shop a couple of days ago.
Where did you find this?
Sethu, just answer the
question being asked.
Were they here?
This girl wasn't here.
But this boy had come to the store.
- Do you know him?
- Not really.
But he came with Bharath,
a guy at the ironing shop.
He sold the chain
and took the money.
- Where can I find Bharath?
- There's a cattle fair today.
You can find him there.
Give it back to me.
- Sir, I'm done anyway. Can I go?
- Fine. I'll inform Sir.
You'll find Ravi at the cattle fair.
Sampath, you look over there.
Sharief, you take this side.
- Did you get the money?
- Yes.
Here.
- Where's Bhoomi?
- I've no clue, Sir.
Move, you moron!
Let me go!
Sir, get up!
You think you can
mess with the cops?!
Let me put you in
place! Try me now!
Let's do this!
Come at me now!
Come at me now!
Stop this you guys!
In this bull fight of yours, he
managed to get away! Stop this now!
You, leave!
Let's go, Sir!
Sir, madam's on call.
I've been trying to reach you.
You're phone's not reachable.
Where are you?
What's wrong?
Mala's with you, right?
Ever since I moved, I've
spoken more with her than you.
You left claiming you're
going for two days.
You still haven't returned.
Couldn't you have informed at the least?
My phone's screwed up.
The only thing connecting
us right now are our phones.
Couldn't you inform
that it's not working?
What's your problem now?
Is it that I'm not with
you or that I didn't call?
Ganga, please understand.
You know sensitive the
Bhoomi-Ravi issue is, right?
I need to find her and
bring her home safely.
Give me some time.
Sir?
Just a minute. I'm
getting another call.
Give it...
- Hello?
- Hello Sampath Sir.
Please hand the
phone over to Sir.
Speaking. Tell me.
We've found a dead body
in Boodihalli cross.
It matches with the
description you provided.
Let's go.
Pass the water bottle.
Sir...
The dead body isn't Bhoomi's.
It's someone else.
[FOLK SONG]
What's happening there?
An unidentified girl's
body has been found.
Carry on.
- Who are these people?
- They're a nomadic tribe.
This life isn't all
about birth-death
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
Adversities and
happiness come together
Why do you cry?
Why do you laugh?
Sorrow and joy
are different things
Two different
things altogether
God gifted us a life of
goodness and beauty!
Man however, has
whimsically named them
There's a lot
more to humans!
Don't you bother
asking about it
This life isn't all
about birth-death
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
While one man laughs
Another man cries
That is all life is
about, Siva Siva
Wealth rules over there
Poverty rules over here
To hell with money!
Screw this world!
[CHILDREN SING FOLK SONG]
Kid, listen!
Where's Ravi?
Sir, is Ravi here?
Sir!
Do you even know it
means to be an orphan?
Do you've an idea
about their woes?
- Please don't hit me.
- People like you should be killed.
Please listen to me.
Speak up!
After I was attacked in college, my professor
and Bhargav Sir met me at the hospital.
That was the first
time I met Bhargav Sir.
I know it was Bali and
Nana who attacked you.
I know the reason behind it too.
You are different from them.
If you wish to fight, do it legally.
I will support you
on behalf of law.
I wished to avenge Nana and Bali.
So, I began to collect information about Nana
and Bali's illegal sand mining activities.
I handed it over to Bhargav.
I informed Bhargav from the spot.
If you come right away, you can
catch Nana and Bali red-handed.
I'm on the way.
While I was waiting
for them, Bhoomi called.
I left from there.
Bhoomi, I'm coming.
After you got us married in the station,
I made another call from the bus stand.
This is just the beginning.
Bhoomi...
Bhoomi?
Bhoomi?
I heard you on the call with your friend.
More than my love that
didn't care for our caste...
Is the hatred for my
father more important?
I believe love is bigger than hate.
But you're the one who pretended to
love me just to avenge and fooled me.
Ravi, every girl who loves a man,
wishes for him to be like her father.
But I loved you only because...
You were nothing like my father.
His behaviour with you on
that day, might have hurt you.
But your act with me
today, has destroyed my life.
Your father's arrogance and belief of being
supreme and suppressing others must bite the dust.
If the very man he despises,
runs away with his daughter...?
I should witness the pain,
humiliation and sorrow he'll suffer.
Ravi, we medical students are
taught to treat everyone equally.
You clearly haven't
understood that basic thought.
How will you even understand love?
Bhoomi, listen to me! Please!
Forgive me, Bhoomi.
That was when I understood her love for me.
That was it, Sir.
After that I got rid of
all the hate for her father
and made place only
for her love in my heart.
We left town to live together.
When we faced problems, I didn't
back out from protecting Bhoomi.
We made arrangements to stay hidden from
Nana and Bali who were searching for us.
After a few days, I'd planned
to take my family away.
By then...
- How did you know I was here?
- From your existence.
Where's Bhoomi?
Four threes are twelve.
Four threes are twelve.
Four fours are sixteen.
- Four fours are...
- Bhoomi?
Shivu, no food for us?
Ravi!
In your claim of bringing equality to your community,
you promised to be their voice and strength.
You've made your community
lose their food, job and land.
If you wish to go to Bali,
both of you need to come with me
Even if we go to them, my
father won't accept our love.
He might not accept your love, but he has to
accept that the two of you are now married.
You need to try and convince him.
Instead if you continue to run away, you'll
start to loathe your own love for each other.
As a brother, I've
gotten you both married.
I'll convince your family.
Trust me and come with me.
Okay, Sir.
We will.
Sampath, give me your phone.
Hello?
Sir, Gurudev here.
I found Bhoomi and Ravi.
They're safe.
Thank god.
As promised, I will handover
Bhoomi to her father.
That's a great relief.
Can't explain it to you, Gurudev.
- Any way, be careful.
- Yes, Sir. I'll take care.
Sir, give me my phone.
I'm at Taanda.
Which tent are they in?
Sir!
What was your price?
How much did you
sell yourself for?!
Being controversial here,
will only get me fame.
However compromising,
will earn me the moolah.
How could you bend
over just for money?!
There are only two
kinds of currency.
Original and fake currency.
There's no such things as
loyal and disloyal currency.
Look at you shithead
getting all philosophical!
How are you not ashamed?
People like you bring down our department.
Sir, the Commissioner's here.
- Sir, what are you doing here?
- Gurudev.
Handover the couple to me.
I'll drop them home.
Sir, it's not that easy...
They agreed to this only because of me.
They trust me.
You've rubbed Dadaji the wrong
way by getting them married.
Things will escalate
if you meet him again.
So, it's not wise for you to go.
- I get it. But...
- This is a sensitive issue.
Try to understand.
Let's get her home.
Things will cool down.
Let's convince her father later.
Okay, Sir.
But I'll keep Bali in
my custody until then.
He's the key link in
Bhargav's missing case.
Okay. Send them.
Don't worry. Go on.
Come on. I'm with you.
Come to me, my dear daughter.
What hurt me was that they
should've stayed back and convinced us.
Instead, they chose to elope.
- Come to me, my dear.
- Go on.
Seeing my daughter makes me feel alive.
I'm very grateful to you.
I shall take your leave then.
Where are you taking him?
Ravi is our boy now.
He's family now.
Come here son.
You carry on, Sir.
Okay.
Also, Gurudev Sir had promised
to bring my daughter back.
He's stuck to his promise.
Thank him for me.
Sure.
You've always complained
that I never made time for you.
I've freed myself
just for you today.
You said the only connection
we had was through this phone.
Even this won't be disturbing me today.
No mobile. No calls.
No interruption.
- Really?
- Yep.
What happened?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
You're a graceful soul
Here I am, a thief
Will you bring down
this love sickness?
How much more do I
admire your beauty from afar?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
You've made me realise
there's pleasure in whispers
You made me realise,
coming up close to me
The warmth of your breath
The weight of
these yearnings
My heart is
unable to bear it all
You're the beauty
and I'm the beast
Will you rain-down a
shower of pearls for me?
Let the elixir from
your lips save this soul
I've never made it to any
of your stage programs.
Will you perform for me today?
Listen to me O' beauty
I swear on my heart
You are my
ultimate savior
Let this desire of melting
in your presence live on
Don't you release
me from this embrace
You are a Goddess
Here I am, a man in need
Love is an illness
You, are my cure
Where do I go escaping
the shade of your tresses?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
Dammit! My lathi broke
from all the beating.
But that brat
refuses to speak up!
Where's Bhargav?
Ay!
Around the world, even
if you ask a small kid for
his father and mother's
name, he'll tell them.
Yet, there I was, who had no
clue what my own name was.
Even a stray in an alley gets
to eat a meal once a day.
But when I begged for foo,
nobody offered me a morsel.
It was during such times,
Nana offered me food.
He stood as my best
friend and gave me a life.
He named me Bali and I
stood by him as his strength.
I ensured that Nana's head was free of
worries and that his face was free from fear.
But...
For the first time...
I saw fear in my Nana's eyes.
I felt like getting rid of that fear.
I did.
You get all cocky claiming the
power and strength of your Khaki?!
I don't sense an ounce of it.
It is my khaki that
is sparing you today.
Listen carefully.
Instead of tiring yourself
out trying to beat me...
Go look for the buried khaki.
Drag that motherfucker along!
Bali who's been found guilty of Inspector
Bhargav's murder has been sentenced for life.
Bali...
Don't worry.
I'll get you out at the earliest.
It's an unidentified
dead body, Sir.
It's been approximately
74 hours since his death.
He must be anywhere
between 22-24 years old
Speaking of his injuries...
Right portion of the face and the
skull bone has been completely crushed.
His knee-joints, ribs and
backbones have been damaged.
The right side of his
body has stab injuries.
His right wrist has a tattoo.
Injuries indicates patellar
fracture in the right knee region.
I'll trust you and come along.
Ravi...
My son Ravi's in Mumbai.
He'd called me yesterday.
He said he'll be back next week.
You're an educated man.
Please don't say such things.
He's far away from us.
He'll be fine, wherever he is.
We need to continue living here.
Please leave us alone.
Shall we go?
I'll see you then.
- Oh! You're leaving.
- Yes. Good night friends.
You go inside.
Tell me Gurudev.
At the end of the police training, we take a goddamn oath
to protect the dignity, property and lives of the public.
You took an oath, yet you
turned tables like a politician.
The public fears and assumes
the police to be dishonest
But if ever they face problems,
they come to the very police.
Because they goddamn believe
that not every cop is the same.
You broke that trust.
The gory plight of those parents who couldn't accept
the dead body of their own son lying in front of them.
The guilt of not having been able to save
the life of the very boy who trusted me.
Dammit!
A cop should be tough.
But shouldn't turn into a savage.
Who is responsible for this?
Father!
Listen to my words carefully!
I don't give a damn if you
wonder if a father like me can exist!
The number of times you touched
my daughter's body all these days.
The same number will be
matched by my men today.
But instead, you'll bleed.
How dare you elope?!
It didn't feel right to
having left Ravi behind.
I've never been biased
because you're a girl.
I kept my daughter in my heart.
I wore you as a crown on
my head and brought you up.
For wrongly naming you as Bhoomi [EARTH],
you made my reputation bite the dust.
If I spare you now, people will
think Dada spared his daughter.
If we put up a board warning you
not to meddle with our women...
People blabber about
discrimination and casteism.
So, make sure you beat
their lives out of them.
Their death should be a
lesson to everyone else!
I've seen you take
your first breath.
I don't wish to see
you take your last.
Writhe in pain and die!
All because of caste, he
had turned into a savage.
He'd brutally bludgeoned his daughter.
No matter what action
I took against them.
My family would've suffered.
I could do only one thing.
I took Bhoomi who was on the
verge of dying, to the hospital.
I will file the
FIR for this case.
You should be the main witness.
She's been beaten up inhumanely.
When she was admitted
here, her condition was critical.
But it'll take a lot of
time for her to recover.
Moreover, she's pregnant.
Bhoomi...
What wrong did we do, Sir?
We trusted you...
You claimed to be with us and
handed us over to the Commissioner.
He took us and
handed us over to hell.
Your duty matters to you.
To my family...
Caste matters the most.
Isn't somebody's life of
any importance to anyone?
I'll get you justice.
What will I do with justice in hand?
In the end, do me one favour.
Tell me, Bhoomi.
Kill me right now.
I can't bear this pain.
If ever I'm reborn, I don't
wish to be born in this caste.
I don't even want to be
born as a human being.
ALL HAIL BHOLENATH MAHARAJ!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL MAHADEV!
You've bludgeoned your
own daughter inhumanely.
Are you even a human?
- What did you gain?
- Our caste.
Caste needs to prevail.
Just like the snake's scales,
you're covered in the scales of caste.
We shall not compromise in this matter.
You saw what we are capable of.
I didn't even spare my own
sister. We beat her to death.
Bhoomi is alive.
Ravi's offspring is
growing in her womb.
Bhoomi is my creation.
I shall dig that every
earth and rip the roots out.
You're waiting to
destroy Bhoomi.
I'm standing here
to protect her.
Victory is always on
the side of the protector.
That is the law of the nature.
I vowed to ensure that his
shadow doesn't fall on us.
Instead, his seed continues
to grow in my daughter's womb.
That foetus and my daughter...
Both shouldn't survive.
- What will you have?
- No. Thank you, Sir.
- Why's that?
- Duty hours.
Get us the bill.
All the buzz from
the booze died.
Even if a murderer rears
a dog, it'll be loyal to him.
Here you go.
Stay loyal to me.
Bhoomi needs to be safeguarded.
I always paid importance to money.
Today, I'm disgusted by that.
Maybe if I'd met an officer
like you when I joined the force,
I probably would've changed
for the better long ago.
Please forgive me.
It's not my forgivance that you need.
It should be from those
who were exploited by you.
You might escape from the law.
But Karma won't spare you.
Be it an Ayurvedic, Private
or a Government hospital.
Don't spare any.
Check every ward out there.
If you find her, don't
bother calling me.
Finish her right there.
Throw her into the
mortuary and then call me.
Dada, we've been looking for
Bhoomi in all the wrong places.
But he's hoarding
her in his own station.
Make sure you...
Kill her first, get home and wash my
blood stained hands in front of you.
Sharief! Close the damn doors!
Turn off the lights!
Close all the doors!
Madam, please go inside.
Bhoomi! Take these off!
Wake up!
Your brother's here!
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Grab the tables! Bring them too!
Block the doors!
Give me the gun madam!
Pass the guns!
Open the damn doors!
I'll be back.
Sir, Nana and his gang
have attacked the station!
We're trying to stop them!
Get here right away!
Run!
[MUFFLED CRIES]
Open that door!
Hurl it at them!
Bhoomi!
Sampath Sir! Hurry
up! She needs help!
Hurry! Get her some water!
- Somebody check what's happening!
- Wake up, Bhoomi!
Careful! Slowly get her down!
Ay! Khaki!
How many more people
should die because of her?!
If I die, somebody
else will take my place.
They will continue to come.
Do this!
Finish her yourself!
The game will end right here.
Anyway you've decided to finish me here.
Let me have my last smoke!
If you provoke the protector in a cop,
the protector will turn into a monster.
This is not a fish
market. It's a hospital.
Except for two people related to the corpse,
everyone else get the heck out of here!
Here's the post-mortem report.
Read it out to him. He's illiterate.
The skull has suffered severe damage.
The spine is broken in three points.
There are two fractures
in the right shoulder.
The force of the 9 MM bullet has
shattered the heart into pieces.
Since multiple fractures...
Hand over the body to them.
Tell him that the death certificate
will be available in 3 days.
Not the caste certificate.
Even if another single cracker
bursts, my pistol will open fire.
This is our tradition, Sir.
Limit your traditions
to a cemetery.
This is a hospital
There's a school ahead.
This is unfair. We have
to conduct a procession.
Cremate him just like the civic
body buries the dead strays.
A silent procession.
'Nobody should pull the
shutters of their shops'
'The dead man isn't a soldier,
artist, sportsperson or a litterateur.'
'He's just an asshole!'
'Just another asshole!'
'Kindly don't pull the
shutters of your shops'
'The dead man isn't a soldier,
artist, sportsperson or a litterateur.'
'Just... another... asshole!
This is my way of justice.
Accept your fault and surrender.
Or else, everybody will
be sleeping like this soon.
- Get Bali out right away!
- Okay, Sir.
Dev, even though she's
recovering physically.
I don't see her
recovering mentally.
She needs a family now.
I think only a family
can help her recuperate.
Think about it.
If you're thinking that,
Dada's grown senile.
That he's gotten softer
after his son's death.
You're wrong.
The tiger's roar might have stopped.
Not its savagery.
A tiger cub has died.
My son has showed the world that he's ready to
offer his head to save the dignity of the clan.
I give you a responsibility.
The one who stained my reputation,
shouldn't be alive on this earth.
- She needs to be chopped down!
- Ay!
It is my Nana who died.
Your daughter's
not the reason for it.
I need that man in the Khaki.
I have a lot of pet
and guard dogs.
I didn't have a hunting dog.
That is why I got
you out on bail.
I asked you to stab.
How dare you back stab me?!
Get lost!
Your son's soul...
...is growing in her womb.
She's suffered inhumanely at a young age.
At this hour, she badly needs all of you.
You didn't accept Ravi's
love, his marriage or his corpse.
I understand you were all afraid.
But now...
I'm with her.
Bravely take her home.
Go on, Bhoomi.
- Hello?
- Ay Khaki!
Did you save Bhoomi?
- Bali!
- You seem to save everyone in the town.
Is your family safe enough?
- Hello Ganga?
- Yes, Dev?
- Where are you?
- I'm home.
Okay. Lock the door and be careful.
Why? What's wrong, Dev?
You asshole!
Only those who live with
you, aren't your only family.
Those who trust you
and work with you...
They're your family too.
If you've got the balls...
Try saving your police family.
Sharief?!
- Hello?
- The next target is...
The women constables.
Shift them to the
ambulance right away.
Kamala, stay careful!
You're on the right track.
But you're not fast enough.
Bali! I'll kill you brutally!
You son of a bitch!
Motherfucker!
What do you think of the cops?!
I'll chop you down
to pieces, bastard!
If you're a man
enough, come fight me.
- Let her go! Now!
- What did you say?!
I'm warning you!
Let her go, Bali!
I did.
Bali, you motherfucker!
I will finish you!
Will the police get
attacked for no reason?
Their inhuman
behaviour has led to this.
No police officer will
do this intentionally.
Enough with the bluffing!
All of this is happening because your officer
killed Nana to avenge his personal grudges!
If there's riot on the streets,
you lock your doors and sit tight.
But you will never realise the responsibilities of
the officers who never close their station doors down.
Lock them up and leave!
Not like this world
won't run without you.
Don't treat the police so hastily.
Sir, the media's waiting for you outside.
Word is that you and
Nana had personal feud.
So you killed him. What
do you have to say for it?
Nana is a criminal.
What personal grudge
can I have against him?
This is just your excuse.
The entire town know
that this is on you.
The police have to rough up some if
they need to maintain law and order.
I didn't barge into his
house and shoot him down.
I shot him because he
barged into my station.
The police officers lying inside the
ICU aren't suffering for their mistakes.
They're suffering for doing their duty.
It's your illusion to believe that
the Police are the superior power.
You're the one under an illusion, if
you think the Media's the supreme power.
I need to provide explanation
to my department. Not the media.
Listen, the police might
turn up. Smoke elsewhere.
Nobody will come
today. Don't worry.
For the first time in the history of Karnataka, the
police department has announced to go on a strike.
Fear continues to rise among the public.
Drugs are being sold out in the open.
With traffic congestion bugging the public,
chain snatchers are having a field day.
Gangsters have fearlessly gotten into
robbing ATMs, murders and extortion.
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Sir!
What is all this?!
Who permitted you to go on a strike?
Don't you have any common sense?
I'll suspend you all
and send you home.
Do suspend us, Sir.
Instead of being a powerless police officer,
it is better to get suspended and stay home.
Right from the CM - a chief minister
to the other CM - the common man.
Everybody needs a police officer.
We're needed when the nominations are announced, during
the elections, vote counting and the swearing-in ceremony.
Once a politician is elected,
we're needed at the front and back.
We're needed at jewellery stores and
to protect a jewellery wearing woman.
We're needed at the inauguration
of a memorial and to guard them.
We're needed during casual
strolls, during accidents.
We're expected to guard
the cars and park them too.
We're needed when prices are hiked,
when there are strikes and protests.
We're needed at important
meetings and even at film shoots.
Temples, mosques and churches need us.
The police... are a need.
Only when there are
issues, the police is needed.
But when the police face
issues, nobody cares for them.
When there's no soldier at the
border, the enemy will barge inside.
If there are no police here, your
neighbours will turn into your enemies.
When it's about our duty,
we work for everybody.
For those who address as 'Sir' and even for
those who deride us by calling us 'Maama'.
Sir, we teach our children about Buddha,
Ba savanna, the Daasas and the Sharanas.
We teach them about everyone.
We teach them about
Ambedkar's constitution.
We teach them to be humans.
When those very children
adapt their teachings,
rise above religion-caste-creed,
fall in love and wish to get married...
We kill them.
We also justify the killings.
We question those who stand by the
children and protect those who kill them.
Honour killings.
It isn't just an
ordinary killing.
It's a pre-planned murder.
If we can't send them
a strong message...
If we can't render hope
to the sullen souls...
What's the point of
you and I being here?
This is an insult to our law and system.
Okay.
I give you complete power.
Firstly, end the strike.
Because if the
police go on a strike...
It's more than the failure of a government.
It accounts for the failure of a system.
This system needs the police.
Gurudev, go ahead.
Yes, Sir.
JUSTICE FOR RAVI!
ALL HAIL DADA!
[IN UNISON]
You arrested me claiming
I committed a crime, right?
Take a good look at me.
If I was wrong, I wouldn't
be garlanded and hailed!
You might believe that I lost.
Nope.
I've won all of their hearts.
Get inside!
Hello?
I became a police officer
because I wanted to.
I didn't give enough
time for my family.
I risked their lives too.
Be it the department, the
Home Minister or the gangsters.
I went against everybody.
I was prepared to lose my job.
I was prepared to lose my life too.
I didn't spare them, Bhoomi.
I've made them all
stand in the court of law.
If they should be
punished, I need evidence.
My only primary witness was...
Commissioner Prakash.
Somebody killed him too.
My last witness is...
You alone.
If you testify,
they will be punished.
You and your child, will live on.
I will not testify, Sir.
Even if they are
sentenced to life...
They will finish their sentences
and return to finish me.
In my quest for
justice, I've lost Ravi.
I'm not ready to
lose this child too.
Most victims of honour killings like you would've lost
their spirit to fight back, fearing violence and tyranny.
You should be an example to them, Bhoomi.
This concept of being
superior or inferior and disparity
has been fed to them with
morsels, since their childhood.
If this was just an act, it
could've been stopped.
But it's a deep-rooted thought.
And that will never change.
Sorry Sir.
Order.. Order.. Order.
Bali who was out on bail granted by
court, in those very court surroundings...
Will chase Inspector Gurudev and stab him
repeatedly in the heart, sentencing him to death.
Ay Khaki!
Irrespective of whether Dada
will get out or go behind the bars...
You.. will breath your last.
With respect to the incident regarding Ravi's
honour-killing and Bhoomi's homicide case...
Since the public prosecutor has failed to provide
any evidence to prove the guilt of the accused...
The court has declared the accused
as innocent and orders his release.
ALL HAIL DADA!
[IN UNISON]
When will the children
of the poor get justice?!
Sir, on that day, a riot
broke out of the blue.
They began to attack with everything
they could lay their hands on.
The force available
was inadequate.
When the mob became unruly, officer
Gurudev ordered for a lathi-charge.
Control Room? The riot is escalating.
They're attacking the police.
Send the Reserve Police
to the spot at the earliest.
Who ordered the firing of tear gas?
Sir, the back-up team needed
45 more minutes to get there.
If tear gas wasn't opened,
things would've gotten way worse.
I don't get it.
You were present at the spot.
You had weapons.
There were fifteen of you.
Yet the fight broke out.
Public property has been lost.
People have lost their lives.
Both the police and innocent
civilians have suffered...
It might seem wrong
for a daughter to do this.
But as a mother, I'm doing the
right thing to protect my child.
On 24-02-21, the riots that broke out in the city
has caused massive loss of property and lives.
The local police station
Inspector Gurudev...
ASI Sampath...
Constables - Sharief, Kamala and Mala...
Since the incident
occurred in their presence.
Their incompetency in
discharging their duty is evident.
Therefore, the disciplinary body has decided
to suspend these officials for six months.
Is all of this your doing?!
Didn't I already tell you
that there's a villain in me?!
Even if it is our enemies.
We will love them.
But if the statue is installed.
We will break it down.
ALL HAIL KITTUR RANI CHENNAMMA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL SANGOLLI RAYANNA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL KITTUR RANI CHENNAMMA!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL SANGOLLI RAYANNA!
[IN UNISON]
We will not let the statue be inaugurated.
This riot should warn every Kannadiga.
This riot isn't doing
enough. Make it bigger.
It'll help me in the assembly.
Okay Dada.
[MUFFLED PROTEST CRIES]
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Control room?!
There's riots all over the City
bus stand and City Circle areas.
The protesters have
startled hurling petrol bombs.
They're attacking the police.
The situation's gone out of hand.
The public's under duress.
Send a higher official at the earliest.
In Karnataka, we love
and respect all languages.
We hoist the Karnataka flag and
celebrate heroes like Sangolli Ramayana.
We take pride in
Kannada and its roots.
Nobody can stop that from happening.
Looks like you were in deep slumber
when the lessons of unity in diversity
and strength in national
integration were being taught.
Let me teach you some.
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
Salute! Rise to attention!
Salute! Rise to attention!
All the bad boys of the town
Hear the siren sound
Hoysala coming
for the rounds
You better bow your head down
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
He's a Monster
Don't you dare try
to stand against him
He's a protector
Don't you forget
to surrender to him
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
All the bad boys of the town
Hear the siren sound
Hoysala coming
for the rounds
You better bow your head down
See them run-run-run
from the king of the jungle
He is the Lion of law,
making enemies fumble
Police officer,
but if the system crumbles
Hoysala Tiger-killer
yet his heart is humble,
Fight for the people,
poor and feeble
Never fail justice,
hot-head radical,
Either the hammer or trigger
Gurudev Hoysala - Nataraakshasa!
In the story of the Police,
your chapter is the fear inducing tag line
Go against him and you'll be encountered,
for he'll rewrite your fate lines
He's faster than a bullet
He wears a khaaki
but he's a madcap
The one with a
star on his forehead
Hey Badava!
He has no one
For his pistol is his friend
He cares for no one
For his attitude
weighs over a ton
Sala-Sala-Sala,
You're the man Hoysala
With the strength
of hundred elephants
He's a One-Man-Army
Sala-Sala-Sala,
Come along Hoyasla!
He's a squad that'll
ruffle up a tornado
With the gait of a lion
Just a second.
Being the Commissioner, I'm not
able to digest this news, Gurudev.
Sub-Inspector Bhargav
is nowhere to be seen.
He's missing.
Sir, was he part of any
undercover operation?
Yes.
If the news gets out, the police
department will lose its respect.
Not like the public
respects us anyway.
- About this missing case...
- I'll investigate it, Sir.
I'll have to move
to Athani, right?
Only a postman is scared
of getting transferred.
Not a policeman.
- Good luck.
- Thank you, Sir.
[RHYTHMIC COUNTS OF BHARATANATYAM]
Sarika, answer the call.
Hello? Dev?
Where are you?
Ay! Give me the phone.
Ganga, I'm heading to Athani.
- I've been transferred.
- Really?
Yes. You pack and get here.
Dev Sir has been transferred.
This will be your last class.
Every time you get transferred, I hardly
use the clothes at the top of the suitcase.
The rest of them remain packed.
Isn't that good?
You don't need to pack them again.
Yep. One shouldn't marry a cop.
Once married, we
shouldn't complain.
I realised.
God's ways are weird. Don't
you think so Kamalamma?
Why do you say that?
God frees these beans, but
why does he refuse to free me?
Him and his trash talk, moron!
Let that be. Is this for
the salad or the curry?
For the curry man.
My wife has eloped, Sir.
I'd to lodge a complaint.
Isn't that a good thing?
Why lodge a complaint?
- Give us a party instead.
- But.. Sir...
Wait man!
The new officer's here.
My name's Sharief.
Welcome, Sir.
The station is under repair,
Kindly co-operate, Sir.
Let me introduce
you to the staff.
Sir, this is Kamalamma.
Our station's Head Constable.
Is this a Police station
or a college canteen?
Sir, the thing is...
All the guns are jammed.
None of them are in the working condition.
- Who's he?
- Sir, he's a big-time crook!
- Doesn't look like one.
- And he's made that his USP.
I am a thief, Sir.
But not by choice.
This cruel society
pushed me into thieving.
Even though he's a thief,
his ethics are in place.
He's a thief with integrity.
What sort of integrity?
If he runs, you'll lose your job.
Sir!
I'd liked a girl, Sir.
I didn't elope when she wanted me to.
You think I'll run now?
Sir...
Not just the station, you
people need to be repaired too.
- Call in the SHO.
- Sure, Sir.
Sir, the new officer is here.
So?! So what now?
Hurry up. He wants to see you.
My WhatsApp has a new DP.
Show him. I'll come by later.
- Is that so?
- Okay, Sir.
You ding-bat!
You're the dunderhead who went to visit his bride,
and instead married his in-law in a hurry.
- Sir? I didn't get you.
- Both of you are rookies.
- Salute him and make him sit. I'll be there.
- Okay, Sir.
Sir, My name's Sampath.
I'm the senior-most
officer here.
Not just a thorough professional,
but also a friendly police officer.
Police shouldn't make
either friends or enemies.
Rightly said, Sir.
Any information on SI Bhargav?
He was a good officer, Sir.
He was the type that would
seek trouble unnecessarily.
Uniforms tend to get dirty.
He would do everything covertly.
Fearing that information would get
breached, he wouldn't even take the driver.
His phone was last tracked
at Boodihalli of Thogati cross.
After which both him and
his signal went missing.
Even his family has no
clue about his whereabouts.
- I need all the updates on the case from now.
- Okay.
- I need all the details of the cases Bhargav handled.
- Sure.
Call for all the criminals
in our station limits.
Okay. Neelakanta, come along.
I need a helper to
set-up the house.
Sir, Mala and I will come by.
It's not right to use the station
staff for personal errands.
- You there! Get in.
- Me?
- Bye! Take care!
- Ganga, I'm on my way.
- Sir, he took the crook home.
- Let him suffer.
Attige (Sister-in-law),
where do I put this?
- Who are you?
- Sir got me.
- Where's he?
- He's on a call.
Attige, you're
Sir's wife after all.
But why do you dress
up like a homeless?
Shame.
Come here.
Not like I don't own anything.
I wear this only when I go out.
Woah! A coin necklace.
A Gokak temple jewellery design.
Calculating weight
post the wastage.
This should weigh 85 grams. Am I right?
Let me see?
A two-threaded chain!
An Anjali cut design.
35 grams.
- How did you guess so perfectly?
- This is my trade after all.
I'll show you my mother's chain.
Want to see?
A flattened medal chain.
- Madam, our ancestors knew their business.
- Right?
Gold should weigh its worth.
85 grams?
This?
Nagavalli Jhumki?
She really is Ganga.
Well, a bracelet.
That's an Uri chain.
Let me guess. 15-20 grams?
You're good.
Gold on this man.
I'm the Golden man!
Bracelet on hands that
need to be handcuffed, huh?!
He's a thief?!
Can't believe that at all!
Check if everything's in
place and lock them up.
Let's go out for dinner.
Once we're back, this
thief will set-up the house.
Without patients, doctors are useless.
Without criminals, lawyers are useless.
Without us, you're of no use, Sir.
You're supposed to reform him.
How will he, if you
keep calling him a thief?
Let's do this. Why don't
we name him something?
I'm a thief but not an orphan.
I've a name. You can address me by it.
- Naga!
- Ganga, let's go.
You also come along.
Look at his
consideration for you.
This is not consideration. Suspicion.
If we take him along, I'll
be losing some money.
If I leave him here, I'll
have to lose all the gold.
Where will you find a cop
who doesn't suspect? Let's go.
Ganga?
Ganga!
- Good Morning, Sir!
- Ay! Give the phone to Ganga.
Attige, it's your husband on call.
Hello?
- Why did you give him the phone?
- I didn't.
The phone was in the purse
and the purse is with him.
Have you ever got
me to the market?
- He's such a good negotiator, you know?
- He'll be ruining my reputation.
No need to do favours because
Inspector's wife or brother is here.
Two kilos of everything will do.
Okay, Sir.
- What time do the vegetables reach the market?
- 5 A.M. sir.
Make sure you drop them home
first and then carry on with your day.
Stop weighing. Not like you'll lose much.
- I'll see you.
- Sure.
- Who's here?
- The vendor's out.
I'm taking the fruits.
Add them to Sir's account.
Sir? Who?
I need to produce him
to the court. Bring him.
Okay.
Attige, give me the phone.
Let me keep it inside.
- Did you get everything?
- Yes. Shall we go?
- Let's go.
- Okay.
What has the world come to?
When the hungry grab
things, we're called thieves.
When the affluent do
the same, it's called duty.
- Naga, let's go.
- Coming.
Sir, he never discussed much about work.
There are some investigation related files.
- Where are they?
- Over there.
Yes, Gurudev?
There are a lot of loose ends
in the Bhargav missing case.
It'll take a while
to trace everything.
- Okay. Keep me posted.
- Yes, Sir.
Sand mafia continues its stride.
Grave incompetence of the local administration
and police continues to aid the mafia.
Are politicians also involved in
the illegal sand mining racket?
Rumors among the public
are rife that the police are
botching the investigations
to protect the politicians.
Sir, join us!
Harisha, mix some
water with the booze!
Sir, I'm very impressed with you.
An Inspector should be like you.
No matter what you do,
you concubine the staff...
O! He doesn't
concubine us, Sharief.
He combines us, you dumbo!
Sir, mistakes are common when
one's drunk. Why pick on that?
Sir, I've seen
a lot of officers.
They don't even
buy us a cup of tea.
Look at you giving us a party.
Did your former officer
have such get-together?
No way! Never!
[IN UNISON]
Even if we drank with our
own money and came to work.
He would file a
report against us.
He's reported against
Sharief way too many times.
Tell him about it.
Why talk about him
on a good day like this?
A pan fry for us.
A cop should either get someone drunk or
beat the shit out them to get them talking.
He wouldn't do either.
Tell me about the legal and illegal
activities taking place in our jurisdiction.
The illegal activities
have been legalised here.
Sand mafia gets
to work at this hour.
While we're dunking booze, they'll
be dunking sand into their trucks.
The media gets hold of this
matter and screws us all day.
Interesting. Let's raid them now.
How do we do our
duty when drunk?
One shouldn't drink while on duty.
Neither should we forget
our duty because we're drunk.
- Let's go.
- But sir, why get into this now?
Let's go.
Sir, why did you ask
us come at this hour?
'Illegal sand mining mafia
within the Police station's earshot'
'Irresponsible police department
stay mum over the issue'
You guys scream
it 24x7, don't you?
Let me show you
what real cops do.
Is this how you
talk to the media?
Journalism isn't holding
a Mic and blabbering.
You should be well informed.
Your intentions and
conscience should be pure.
Sir, shoot them down!
Go take cover!
We now have the
mastermind of this operation.
The man who's known as Hoysala
in the police department, Gurudev.
Tell me, Sir.
How was this operation planned?
The vehicles have been seized.
Culprits have been
taken into custody.
The owners need to meet me with
their documents and tender papers.
Come over and
there'll be an inquiry.
If you make me come
over, there's be a funeral.
What a chance, Sir!
Let's go and talk to the media.
Why get into that mess?
We get our monthly payments.
You want me to lose
it just to appear on TV?
Learn to be a fly on the wall.
BREAKING NEWS!
HOYSALA RAMS & BATTERS!
SAND MAFIA IN TATTERS!
There you go.
The owners need to meet me with
their documents and tender papers.
Come over and
there'll be an inquiry.
If you make me come
over, there's be a funeral.
Tell me, Sir?
Who is this new officer?
His name's Hoysala.
The new appointee in the place of Bhargava.
You should've told him about us.
He's done it all by himself.
He's extremely brave.
He can't be stomped or stopped.
He sure is the public's favourite.
But one can't judge if
he's a good man or not.
- Plus this is a new station for him.
- Ay!
The station might be new for him.
But it's not new to us.
If it's a loyal dog, we'll feed it.
If it tries to bite us...
You've managed to
tame someone like me.
It won't be a big task
for you to tame a rookie.
He's on leave.
I'll call you once he's back.
Meanwhile, send the vehicle
documents and tender papers.
I'll see you.
Look here. Sir has come.
Don't just look.
Throw in 500 bucks.
There's hardly any business.
- Fine. Give me 200 bucks.
- Why do you trouble me, Sir?
Someone's raising their voice, eh?
Thought I'll let a poor man
open his shop until 10 P.M.
But you go on until 2 A.M.
- Shell out man!
- Here's 500 for today and tomorrow!
Pack two plates of egg rice. I'll be back.
What's up, Chunky?
Heard your back at your old ways.
What is it now? Here you go.
Who all are in the rooms?
It's all in the register. See for yourself.
So anybody can book
another person and walk-in.
And entering it in the
book, makes it legal?
The couple that walked in.
Where are they staying?
Room No. 305. Do what you want.
But don't disturb
the other customers.
- Sir's asking for you. Come.
- Why should I?
Ay! Just come, brother.
My my!
I don't see a ring to
assume you're engaged.
Neither do I see a toe ring
to assume you're married.
Nor do I see a Rakhi
to assume you're siblings.
To top it all, you're
staying in a lodge like this.
- Walk. Now.
- But Sir...?
- Pay up! A fine of 10,000.
- But why should we?
Why is this woman pulling
a tax resistance protest?
Sir, we don't have
all that money.
Fine. Get in the jeep now.
- Shall I give them the chain?
- No, don't.
I feel pity for you.
Pay 5,000 and I'll let you go.
I'm telling you. We don't
have that much money.
If you don't have the cash,
why are you out with a girl?
Drive to the station.
Sir, please don't do this.
Why trouble them?
Take what they have and send them away.
Consider this a corona discount.
Else we wouldn't be letting
you go. Give me the cash.
Sir, it's three hundred bucks!
You think you're
offering alms to the poor?
Make them sit inside.
- Get inside!
- Sir, please let us go.
- Please let us go.
- You did this to yourself.
DON'T FEAR THE POLICE.
TRUST THEM.
Good Morning, Sir.
[IN UNISON]
- Morning, Sir.
- Who's that Mala?
Sampath sir got them here claiming that they were
suspiciously walking around the Swarga lodge.
- Get them here.
- Yes, Sir.
- Sir...
- What's your story?
A love story? Where are you from?
Sir, I'm Ravi. She's Bhoomi.
We're from Ambewadi.
I used to work in a departmental store.
She stayed in the
PG opposite the store.
We became friends
and eventually fell in love.
We'd registered to get married in the
mass marriage program arranged by the MLA.
Here's the application.
- Did you elope fearing your elders?
- We're orphans, Sir.
A rose and a smile,
you'll fall in love.
Two garlands and ataaLi, you're married.
But marriage isn't a cakewalk.
It takes a list of things, just like
it does in a departmental store.
You would know.
We do. We love each
other and wish to be married.
Mala, make some calls and
verify if their claims are true.
Sure, Sir.
But tell me this...
You came to get married, but
what did you do to get here?
Sampath Sir suspected us for
no good reason and got us here.
He began to demand for money.
We don't have that much money.
Sampath?!
Yes, Sir?
Why did you make
them stay the night here?
They were up to something
immoral at the hotel room.
I caught them red-handed.
You're clearly ignorant about the law.
Even if you raid brothel houses and
lodges, you can't arrest sex workers.
You've made them stay
all night in the station.
If they complain, you'll lose your job.
Why did you ask for money?
The public derides us by
calling us Maama already.
Who said so?!
I didn't take any money.
You were with me. Tell him.
If you're the disgusting
drool, he's the phlegm.
If a boy and a girl are together, don't
assume that they're up to some business.
If you can't support lovers,
don't report them for nothing.
Remember that the cops
also have wives and kids.
Sorry, Sir.
Sir, I made the calls.
The boy's speaking he truth.
Since you brought them to the station,
they missed out on the mass marriage event.
Call a photographer
and a priest.
You take the initiative and get
them married at your own expense.
But how can I spend my money...?
Consider this as repentance
for your sin. Go on now.
Okay, Sir.
Sit down.
Shall I call for the caterer too?
Why not? Let me help them
consummate and cradle their baby too!
- Happy Married life.
- Thank you, Sir.
Get in.
- Drop them to the bus stand.
- Okay, Sir.
BEEP
Cheers to everyone!
[IN UNISON]
Bastard! Get out here!
Hey dumbass! Come out!
Relax. Stay in here.
Don't come out.
The one who walks in
with a mob is the bastard!
Not the one who faces you alone.
Will you silently walk out...?
Or should I shoot?
How many will you shoot?
The bullets in your gun won't
suffice for the number of people here.
Doesn't matter how
many bullets are in here.
What matters is, how
many of you will face it.
You've been asked to do your cop
duty, quit being a broker, you loafer!
This department is filled with
brokers and bone-breakers.
I'm sure you know
who I am by now.
- Shoot!
- Gurudev!
What's your native, Sir?
Arasikere.
You left your village
and walked into hell.
I know my way around
both the village and hell.
You'll feel the heat soon.
Let me talk.
A family event is going on.
Whatever it is, come
by office tomorrow.
I'll call Gurudev too
and we'll sort it out.
Give him an introduction about us, Sir.
Introduce me to them too, Sir.
If they still try to mess around,
they won't be around any more.
He tends to get up
everyone's nose with his words.
Ask him to shut all his senses and stick
to his duties, before he loses them all.
Instead of putting handcuffs on the criminals,
he's out with couples, helping them exchange rings.
Do you know who she is?
She's my daughter
For the last few days, we've been running
around looking for her with her picture.
Instead, we ended up
finding her wedding photo.
We got lucky that the
photographs fell in my hand.
If it hadn't, my reputation in
my village would've bit the dust.
What's your issue now?
He's helped a penniless
shithead to tie the knots with her.
Having a puny college degree
doesn't turn a cobbler into a noble lord.
What's this Gurudev?
They claimed that they were orphans.
Moreover, they're adults. I got them
married because they consented it.
Who the heck are you
to get my girl married?
The guy claimed to be an orphan.
His mother must be
pretty close to him.
Watch your mouth, you son of a whore!
Else I'll shoot you...
Watch yourself! Else you
won't be returning tonight.
- Come on then!
- Gurudev!
Let me go, Sir.
Gurudev, mind your tongue!
What was that language?
Being a senior officer, you respect me.
Who the heck are they to disrespect me?!
- I'll rain hellfire on their landing strips!
- Not again!
Listen, you made a mistake.
Sir, I didn't forcibly marry them.
They were adults and consented to it.
They lied that they were orphans.
This isn't a petty matter.
This will turn communal soon.
Sensitive matters don't get
resolved with more chaos.
Try to understand.
Was I wrong for getting
two lovers married?
You weren't wrong for
getting lovers married.
You were wrong to have
gotten two people of
different caste and social
status married to each other.
It matters to the girl's family.
That's their personal problem.
Exactly. I'm telling
you the same thing.
We shouldn't meddle
in their personal matters.
It's okay.
If you know where the
boy and girl are, call them.
Let's talk it out and
send the girl with them.
I don't know, Sir.
Fine. You leave.
I'll handle this.
Just move!
Sir, we've made a mistake.
I understand the pain of a father.
Give me a couple of days.
I'll find your daughter
and hand her over to you.
- How dare he talk to me like that!
- Like I told you. He's temperamental.
You wouldn't want to
witness my men's temper.
Ask him to stay in his limits.
Time to teach him that chilli powder feels
different in your mouth and in your eyes.
If we break his bones, he'll either
end up in the hospital or in hell.
Instead, break his peace of mind.
Neither should he be able to
go to a hospital, nor run for hell.
Brother, we didn't find anyone.
Oh! Don't worry. We were
looking for someone else.
I'll see you around.
Dance away guys!
My dirty shoes entering your personal
space seems to be bothering you.
Your husband has
barged into our territory.
Imagine how we feel!
Stop the vehicle!
This is merely a warning!
Make sure you carefully
drop madam home.
We used to tie our guard
dogs to the front door.
We used to leave our
slippers outside the door.
Laborers would
wait out in the yard.
Our place and dignity was in tact.
The day we let the
dogs on our couches.
The day we walked
indoors with our slippers.
The day we let the
laborers inside our homes.
Our place and dignity
came under threat.
We're the lords of
vast areas of land.
We're the descendants
of ancient clans.
If our family messes up, we
can reprimand and correct them.
But if the entire clan
messes up, we can't undo it.
We've always been the supreme,
the elites and the superiors.
We still are and have
to continue being so.
They've now barged into our
homes and taken our girls away.
They should continue
to remain hungry.
All of them who work in our lands, homes and
factories should be thrown out of their jobs today.
What's wrong, Kaaka?
If we fire the workers,
won't it be a loss for us.
Don't worry about the loss.
Whatever the loss is, I'll compensate.
Our clan is our God.
If our God is disrespected.
We're as good as being dead.
Sir?
- Somebody's here to see you.
- Make them sit inside.
There are a lot of people.
Sir, my name is Sharanappa.
I've been a laborer at the
Lord's factory for four decades.
He fired me out of the blue.
Only if we earn, will our families eat.
The responsibilities of our aged
parents and spouses lie on us.
The Lord has asked us all not
to return to work from tomorrow.
Ravi is my son, Sir.
His mistake is pushing us
all to hunger and poverty.
They've merely spared our lives.
They've troubled us in every possible way.
Just because their
girl's not home...
Their men have started entering
our homes at inappropriate times.
They've started harassing our girls
when they're showering and changing.
Our life has turned into a living hell.
The lives of us nomads is
now caught up in this crossfire.
They beat us if we
enter the village.
They beat us even
if we want to leave it.
I beg you, Sir.
Please do something
and find the girl.
Do us this favour, please!
All of us will forever
be grateful to you.
What are you thinking? Eat.
What's wrong?
These men have been
troubling me for a while.
I thought of telling you but...
This is why I didn't.
Consider this a sample or an example.
Who was the one who danced?
Can't believe you got
scared of these jackasses!
You've been with me for
long enough to know better.
You know what a monster
I can be if I lose my cool.
What's up, Officer?
You've crossed the borders
and entered my home.
Both the border, law and
order here are all mine.
If you wish to hunt a
tiger, hunt it down.
Instead, you shouldn't go to the tiger's den
when it's not around and scratch your itches.
Threatening women and families.
Throwing them out of their jobs.
Emotionally messing
with the young and the old.
Enough with all this gasholder!
If I make up my mind...
If you have women to supply you food and
booze, I'll claim you're supplying women.
If you've men around, I'll claim they're
your goons meant to trouble people.
If you're smoking weed,
I'll claim you supply it too.
Without letting you take note, without even
serving you a notice, I'll throw you in jail.
You need to pay up
to understand the law.
I get paid, because I know the law.
You might be a villain.
But there's a villain in me
too. Want a taste of him?
If this goes in, he'll come
out to make an appearance.
You won't be able to bear him.
Don't get cocky because
you're the supreme here.
I've locked horns with the superiors
and earned their accolades to get here.
I'm the Supreme one now.
Me and my men don't
meddle with others.
I want my Bhoomi back.
A man in the uniform like
you won't understand the
attachment and possessiveness
of having a daughter.
I gave birth to her. I cradled her.
The pain of not having her at home is
something I wouldn't wish for my worst enemy.
I've committed a mistake.
I'll ensure I get your
daughter back to you.
Bhoomi...
I'm not just concerned about her.
I love her a lot.
What if your father gets too happy when Bhoomi
returns, and gets her married to the same guy?
Even if my father gets
a dog, it'll be a pedigree.
If it's about a
son-in-law, then...
But I don't belong
to your caste.
Friendship doesn't care for caste.
Duryodhana trusted Karna enough
to give him a piece of his kingdom.
I trust you enough to give
Bhoomi's hand in marriage to you.
How come the serpent
has called me today?
What's up with the Mongoose?
What is it up to?
I need all the information.
The police are here
to scout for information.
Look at you scouting for
information about the police.
- I'll send the cash.
- Sure!
There's a guy named Machche in
Nehru colony near Ravi's house.
He's very close to Ravi.
He owns a saloon
in the same road.
You can find out
more if you talk to him.
Ravi's number was last
traced in the bus stand.
After that's it
been switched off.
Okay.
- Have you seen either of these people?
- No, Sir.
- I've seen them.
- Where was that?
They got on my bus
and got off at Chikkodi.
Chikkodi?
Chikkodi is five
hours away from here.
- The road's a mess.
- I don't know anything, Sir.
He's a piece of work, Sir.
The phone number Ravi gave us claiming that it was
of his departmental store, belonged to this guy.
Speak up.
I've been roaming around without
food and sleep for the last three days.
Please don't hit me.
Their story took off
during my village's fair.
Please come, Dada.
Do you expect me to eat with them?
That's why I've made them sit on the
floor and have arranged tables for you.
It's not about the
floor or the tables.
They aren't worthy enough
to sit in front of me and eat.
Either ask them to leave or I will.
Everybody get up. Quick!
- Ravi get up! Dada is here!
- Why should I?
Just get up now!
Come on!
Machche!
- Dada has asked for you.
- Coming.
Dude, I'll be back soon.
So you'll leave everything and go?
Am I also not paying you?
Can't he come down here
and get himself groomed?
He has hair in the same
spots as I do, doesn't he?
Among all the crops bowing down, the corn
that stands out, gets snipped off first.
Which caste is inferior among all?
O' mad man!
Which community is superior?
Life is all about birth and death,
why discriminate among human beings?
Ravi was waiting to
avenge the insult at the fair.
On the day of the college, he
humiliated and insulted Dada.
- Why did you get me this?
- You've no idea.
The moment the song played, he
got annoyed and walked away in anger
The dance was great.
Ajjappa!
You too were great.
Which caste is inferior among all?
O' mad man!
Which community is superior?
Life is all about birth and death,
why discriminate among human beings?
Bhoomi visited the hospital to
check on Ravi who was admitted.
Sorry, Ravi.
I heard that my brother
and Bali attacked you.
Every change needs a leader.
I've seen you in college,
you have all those qualities.
Get well soon.
If he hadn't thrashed
me, you wouldn't be here.
If you hadn't come here,
we wouldn't be talking now.
Looks like it was all
meant for the good.
After that, it didn't take long for Ravi
and Bhoomi's friendship to turn into love.
Did you get the tickets?
Superb. Get down.
Dude, what about me?
Go to her father and...
Bhoomi, go sit in the car.
A butcher's shop sees a lot of sheep.
But a sheep gets to see a
butcher's shop only once.
Get that in your head and you will live.
Or else you'll lose the will to live.
Bali found about
their love story.
Before Dada found out about it,
they eloped together.
One night, Ravi called me from
the bus stand for the last time.
Machche, Bhoomi and I got
married in the police station.
Thank God. All for the good.
Dude, how come nobody
in the town knows yet?
Really? Nobody knows it yet?
- I did this so that they find out.
- What are you saying?!
Her father spoke highly
about his caste and clan.
I was waiting to
teach him a lesson,
Before I could dig him
a pit, Bhoomi fell for me.
He made us leave our food
midway at the fair and now?
Here I am. Having my wedding
night dinner with his daughter.
This is just the beginning.
I thought Ravi
really loved Bhoomi.
But he's just pretending to love
Bhoomi, to get back at her father.
Ravi and Bhoomi's case
is taking a different turn.
Bhoomi is not in safe hands.
- Ravi has loved her just to...
- Avenge Dada.
Speed up the investigation, Gurudev.
One wrong turn and towns will burn.
In the end, you'll have
to take all the blame.
Okay, Sir.
We've to divide into a team of three and look
in every hotel, lodge and PG accommodations.
Check with house brokers to find
out if somebody new has moved in.
You have to scrub
the car, gently.
Sir!
- Hello?
- Ravi escaped from me.
Where are you?
Since morning, we've combed
through Hale bassi, Madanpalya.
Now we're at PB-4
Sarala Dhaba for lunch.
Disconnect woman!
I'll call you later.
Sir, we've looked almost everywhere.
There's a brothel
house in this town.
Ravi's intentions are
not in the right place.
What if he's taken
Bhoomi there to...?
Shall we look there once?
Keep moving!
What's wrong, dear?!
These two are absconding.
If you find anything
about them, let us know.
These women have
been forced into trade.
- Take action against those responsible.
- Sure.
What grave injustice is this?!
I'm having fun with my own
money and you're out arresting me.
- Help me settle.
- Pass it around!
If I get caught, my
reputation will be at stake.
- You'll help me, right?
- Sir, Naga...
Where did you steal this chain?
Stealing and me?!
This belongs to my mummy, Sir.
Look here. B for Bhuvaneshwari.
This belongs to
no Bhuvaneshwari.
It belongs to Bhoomi.
I've seen this around her neck.
- Where did you meet her?
- I swear I've no idea who she is.
I've not met anyone.
I stole this from the Marwari's shop.
- Which store?
- This one.
Who sold you this chain?
A thief stole this chain from
our shop a couple of days ago.
Where did you find this?
Sethu, just answer the
question being asked.
Were they here?
This girl wasn't here.
But this boy had come to the store.
- Do you know him?
- Not really.
But he came with Bharath,
a guy at the ironing shop.
He sold the chain
and took the money.
- Where can I find Bharath?
- There's a cattle fair today.
You can find him there.
Give it back to me.
- Sir, I'm done anyway. Can I go?
- Fine. I'll inform Sir.
You'll find Ravi at the cattle fair.
Sampath, you look over there.
Sharief, you take this side.
- Did you get the money?
- Yes.
Here.
- Where's Bhoomi?
- I've no clue, Sir.
Move, you moron!
Let me go!
Sir, get up!
You think you can
mess with the cops?!
Let me put you in
place! Try me now!
Let's do this!
Come at me now!
Come at me now!
Stop this you guys!
In this bull fight of yours, he
managed to get away! Stop this now!
You, leave!
Let's go, Sir!
Sir, madam's on call.
I've been trying to reach you.
You're phone's not reachable.
Where are you?
What's wrong?
Mala's with you, right?
Ever since I moved, I've
spoken more with her than you.
You left claiming you're
going for two days.
You still haven't returned.
Couldn't you have informed at the least?
My phone's screwed up.
The only thing connecting
us right now are our phones.
Couldn't you inform
that it's not working?
What's your problem now?
Is it that I'm not with
you or that I didn't call?
Ganga, please understand.
You know sensitive the
Bhoomi-Ravi issue is, right?
I need to find her and
bring her home safely.
Give me some time.
Sir?
Just a minute. I'm
getting another call.
Give it...
- Hello?
- Hello Sampath Sir.
Please hand the
phone over to Sir.
Speaking. Tell me.
We've found a dead body
in Boodihalli cross.
It matches with the
description you provided.
Let's go.
Pass the water bottle.
Sir...
The dead body isn't Bhoomi's.
It's someone else.
[FOLK SONG]
What's happening there?
An unidentified girl's
body has been found.
Carry on.
- Who are these people?
- They're a nomadic tribe.
This life isn't all
about birth-death
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
Adversities and
happiness come together
Why do you cry?
Why do you laugh?
Sorrow and joy
are different things
Two different
things altogether
God gifted us a life of
goodness and beauty!
Man however, has
whimsically named them
There's a lot
more to humans!
Don't you bother
asking about it
This life isn't all
about birth-death
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
We shall lead a
life of togetherness
There's more to life!
There's a lot more to life!
While one man laughs
Another man cries
That is all life is
about, Siva Siva
Wealth rules over there
Poverty rules over here
To hell with money!
Screw this world!
[CHILDREN SING FOLK SONG]
Kid, listen!
Where's Ravi?
Sir, is Ravi here?
Sir!
Do you even know it
means to be an orphan?
Do you've an idea
about their woes?
- Please don't hit me.
- People like you should be killed.
Please listen to me.
Speak up!
After I was attacked in college, my professor
and Bhargav Sir met me at the hospital.
That was the first
time I met Bhargav Sir.
I know it was Bali and
Nana who attacked you.
I know the reason behind it too.
You are different from them.
If you wish to fight, do it legally.
I will support you
on behalf of law.
I wished to avenge Nana and Bali.
So, I began to collect information about Nana
and Bali's illegal sand mining activities.
I handed it over to Bhargav.
I informed Bhargav from the spot.
If you come right away, you can
catch Nana and Bali red-handed.
I'm on the way.
While I was waiting
for them, Bhoomi called.
I left from there.
Bhoomi, I'm coming.
After you got us married in the station,
I made another call from the bus stand.
This is just the beginning.
Bhoomi...
Bhoomi?
Bhoomi?
I heard you on the call with your friend.
More than my love that
didn't care for our caste...
Is the hatred for my
father more important?
I believe love is bigger than hate.
But you're the one who pretended to
love me just to avenge and fooled me.
Ravi, every girl who loves a man,
wishes for him to be like her father.
But I loved you only because...
You were nothing like my father.
His behaviour with you on
that day, might have hurt you.
But your act with me
today, has destroyed my life.
Your father's arrogance and belief of being
supreme and suppressing others must bite the dust.
If the very man he despises,
runs away with his daughter...?
I should witness the pain,
humiliation and sorrow he'll suffer.
Ravi, we medical students are
taught to treat everyone equally.
You clearly haven't
understood that basic thought.
How will you even understand love?
Bhoomi, listen to me! Please!
Forgive me, Bhoomi.
That was when I understood her love for me.
That was it, Sir.
After that I got rid of
all the hate for her father
and made place only
for her love in my heart.
We left town to live together.
When we faced problems, I didn't
back out from protecting Bhoomi.
We made arrangements to stay hidden from
Nana and Bali who were searching for us.
After a few days, I'd planned
to take my family away.
By then...
- How did you know I was here?
- From your existence.
Where's Bhoomi?
Four threes are twelve.
Four threes are twelve.
Four fours are sixteen.
- Four fours are...
- Bhoomi?
Shivu, no food for us?
Ravi!
In your claim of bringing equality to your community,
you promised to be their voice and strength.
You've made your community
lose their food, job and land.
If you wish to go to Bali,
both of you need to come with me
Even if we go to them, my
father won't accept our love.
He might not accept your love, but he has to
accept that the two of you are now married.
You need to try and convince him.
Instead if you continue to run away, you'll
start to loathe your own love for each other.
As a brother, I've
gotten you both married.
I'll convince your family.
Trust me and come with me.
Okay, Sir.
We will.
Sampath, give me your phone.
Hello?
Sir, Gurudev here.
I found Bhoomi and Ravi.
They're safe.
Thank god.
As promised, I will handover
Bhoomi to her father.
That's a great relief.
Can't explain it to you, Gurudev.
- Any way, be careful.
- Yes, Sir. I'll take care.
Sir, give me my phone.
I'm at Taanda.
Which tent are they in?
Sir!
What was your price?
How much did you
sell yourself for?!
Being controversial here,
will only get me fame.
However compromising,
will earn me the moolah.
How could you bend
over just for money?!
There are only two
kinds of currency.
Original and fake currency.
There's no such things as
loyal and disloyal currency.
Look at you shithead
getting all philosophical!
How are you not ashamed?
People like you bring down our department.
Sir, the Commissioner's here.
- Sir, what are you doing here?
- Gurudev.
Handover the couple to me.
I'll drop them home.
Sir, it's not that easy...
They agreed to this only because of me.
They trust me.
You've rubbed Dadaji the wrong
way by getting them married.
Things will escalate
if you meet him again.
So, it's not wise for you to go.
- I get it. But...
- This is a sensitive issue.
Try to understand.
Let's get her home.
Things will cool down.
Let's convince her father later.
Okay, Sir.
But I'll keep Bali in
my custody until then.
He's the key link in
Bhargav's missing case.
Okay. Send them.
Don't worry. Go on.
Come on. I'm with you.
Come to me, my dear daughter.
What hurt me was that they
should've stayed back and convinced us.
Instead, they chose to elope.
- Come to me, my dear.
- Go on.
Seeing my daughter makes me feel alive.
I'm very grateful to you.
I shall take your leave then.
Where are you taking him?
Ravi is our boy now.
He's family now.
Come here son.
You carry on, Sir.
Okay.
Also, Gurudev Sir had promised
to bring my daughter back.
He's stuck to his promise.
Thank him for me.
Sure.
You've always complained
that I never made time for you.
I've freed myself
just for you today.
You said the only connection
we had was through this phone.
Even this won't be disturbing me today.
No mobile. No calls.
No interruption.
- Really?
- Yep.
What happened?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
You're a graceful soul
Here I am, a thief
Will you bring down
this love sickness?
How much more do I
admire your beauty from afar?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
You've made me realise
there's pleasure in whispers
You made me realise,
coming up close to me
The warmth of your breath
The weight of
these yearnings
My heart is
unable to bear it all
You're the beauty
and I'm the beast
Will you rain-down a
shower of pearls for me?
Let the elixir from
your lips save this soul
I've never made it to any
of your stage programs.
Will you perform for me today?
Listen to me O' beauty
I swear on my heart
You are my
ultimate savior
Let this desire of melting
in your presence live on
Don't you release
me from this embrace
You are a Goddess
Here I am, a man in need
Love is an illness
You, are my cure
Where do I go escaping
the shade of your tresses?
Arey! What is this
sensation I'm experiencing?
Is this merely a
burning desire?
Dammit! My lathi broke
from all the beating.
But that brat
refuses to speak up!
Where's Bhargav?
Ay!
Around the world, even
if you ask a small kid for
his father and mother's
name, he'll tell them.
Yet, there I was, who had no
clue what my own name was.
Even a stray in an alley gets
to eat a meal once a day.
But when I begged for foo,
nobody offered me a morsel.
It was during such times,
Nana offered me food.
He stood as my best
friend and gave me a life.
He named me Bali and I
stood by him as his strength.
I ensured that Nana's head was free of
worries and that his face was free from fear.
But...
For the first time...
I saw fear in my Nana's eyes.
I felt like getting rid of that fear.
I did.
You get all cocky claiming the
power and strength of your Khaki?!
I don't sense an ounce of it.
It is my khaki that
is sparing you today.
Listen carefully.
Instead of tiring yourself
out trying to beat me...
Go look for the buried khaki.
Drag that motherfucker along!
Bali who's been found guilty of Inspector
Bhargav's murder has been sentenced for life.
Bali...
Don't worry.
I'll get you out at the earliest.
It's an unidentified
dead body, Sir.
It's been approximately
74 hours since his death.
He must be anywhere
between 22-24 years old
Speaking of his injuries...
Right portion of the face and the
skull bone has been completely crushed.
His knee-joints, ribs and
backbones have been damaged.
The right side of his
body has stab injuries.
His right wrist has a tattoo.
Injuries indicates patellar
fracture in the right knee region.
I'll trust you and come along.
Ravi...
My son Ravi's in Mumbai.
He'd called me yesterday.
He said he'll be back next week.
You're an educated man.
Please don't say such things.
He's far away from us.
He'll be fine, wherever he is.
We need to continue living here.
Please leave us alone.
Shall we go?
I'll see you then.
- Oh! You're leaving.
- Yes. Good night friends.
You go inside.
Tell me Gurudev.
At the end of the police training, we take a goddamn oath
to protect the dignity, property and lives of the public.
You took an oath, yet you
turned tables like a politician.
The public fears and assumes
the police to be dishonest
But if ever they face problems,
they come to the very police.
Because they goddamn believe
that not every cop is the same.
You broke that trust.
The gory plight of those parents who couldn't accept
the dead body of their own son lying in front of them.
The guilt of not having been able to save
the life of the very boy who trusted me.
Dammit!
A cop should be tough.
But shouldn't turn into a savage.
Who is responsible for this?
Father!
Listen to my words carefully!
I don't give a damn if you
wonder if a father like me can exist!
The number of times you touched
my daughter's body all these days.
The same number will be
matched by my men today.
But instead, you'll bleed.
How dare you elope?!
It didn't feel right to
having left Ravi behind.
I've never been biased
because you're a girl.
I kept my daughter in my heart.
I wore you as a crown on
my head and brought you up.
For wrongly naming you as Bhoomi [EARTH],
you made my reputation bite the dust.
If I spare you now, people will
think Dada spared his daughter.
If we put up a board warning you
not to meddle with our women...
People blabber about
discrimination and casteism.
So, make sure you beat
their lives out of them.
Their death should be a
lesson to everyone else!
I've seen you take
your first breath.
I don't wish to see
you take your last.
Writhe in pain and die!
All because of caste, he
had turned into a savage.
He'd brutally bludgeoned his daughter.
No matter what action
I took against them.
My family would've suffered.
I could do only one thing.
I took Bhoomi who was on the
verge of dying, to the hospital.
I will file the
FIR for this case.
You should be the main witness.
She's been beaten up inhumanely.
When she was admitted
here, her condition was critical.
But it'll take a lot of
time for her to recover.
Moreover, she's pregnant.
Bhoomi...
What wrong did we do, Sir?
We trusted you...
You claimed to be with us and
handed us over to the Commissioner.
He took us and
handed us over to hell.
Your duty matters to you.
To my family...
Caste matters the most.
Isn't somebody's life of
any importance to anyone?
I'll get you justice.
What will I do with justice in hand?
In the end, do me one favour.
Tell me, Bhoomi.
Kill me right now.
I can't bear this pain.
If ever I'm reborn, I don't
wish to be born in this caste.
I don't even want to be
born as a human being.
ALL HAIL BHOLENATH MAHARAJ!
[IN UNISON]
ALL HAIL MAHADEV!
You've bludgeoned your
own daughter inhumanely.
Are you even a human?
- What did you gain?
- Our caste.
Caste needs to prevail.
Just like the snake's scales,
you're covered in the scales of caste.
We shall not compromise in this matter.
You saw what we are capable of.
I didn't even spare my own
sister. We beat her to death.
Bhoomi is alive.
Ravi's offspring is
growing in her womb.
Bhoomi is my creation.
I shall dig that every
earth and rip the roots out.
You're waiting to
destroy Bhoomi.
I'm standing here
to protect her.
Victory is always on
the side of the protector.
That is the law of the nature.
I vowed to ensure that his
shadow doesn't fall on us.
Instead, his seed continues
to grow in my daughter's womb.
That foetus and my daughter...
Both shouldn't survive.
- What will you have?
- No. Thank you, Sir.
- Why's that?
- Duty hours.
Get us the bill.
All the buzz from
the booze died.
Even if a murderer rears
a dog, it'll be loyal to him.
Here you go.
Stay loyal to me.
Bhoomi needs to be safeguarded.
I always paid importance to money.
Today, I'm disgusted by that.
Maybe if I'd met an officer
like you when I joined the force,
I probably would've changed
for the better long ago.
Please forgive me.
It's not my forgivance that you need.
It should be from those
who were exploited by you.
You might escape from the law.
But Karma won't spare you.
Be it an Ayurvedic, Private
or a Government hospital.
Don't spare any.
Check every ward out there.
If you find her, don't
bother calling me.
Finish her right there.
Throw her into the
mortuary and then call me.
Dada, we've been looking for
Bhoomi in all the wrong places.
But he's hoarding
her in his own station.
Make sure you...
Kill her first, get home and wash my
blood stained hands in front of you.
Sharief! Close the damn doors!
Turn off the lights!
Close all the doors!
Madam, please go inside.
Bhoomi! Take these off!
Wake up!
Your brother's here!
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Grab the tables! Bring them too!
Block the doors!
Give me the gun madam!
Pass the guns!
Open the damn doors!
I'll be back.
Sir, Nana and his gang
have attacked the station!
We're trying to stop them!
Get here right away!
Run!
[MUFFLED CRIES]
Open that door!
Hurl it at them!
Bhoomi!
Sampath Sir! Hurry
up! She needs help!
Hurry! Get her some water!
- Somebody check what's happening!
- Wake up, Bhoomi!
Careful! Slowly get her down!
Ay! Khaki!
How many more people
should die because of her?!
If I die, somebody
else will take my place.
They will continue to come.
Do this!
Finish her yourself!
The game will end right here.
Anyway you've decided to finish me here.
Let me have my last smoke!
If you provoke the protector in a cop,
the protector will turn into a monster.
This is not a fish
market. It's a hospital.
Except for two people related to the corpse,
everyone else get the heck out of here!
Here's the post-mortem report.
Read it out to him. He's illiterate.
The skull has suffered severe damage.
The spine is broken in three points.
There are two fractures
in the right shoulder.
The force of the 9 MM bullet has
shattered the heart into pieces.
Since multiple fractures...
Hand over the body to them.
Tell him that the death certificate
will be available in 3 days.
Not the caste certificate.
Even if another single cracker
bursts, my pistol will open fire.
This is our tradition, Sir.
Limit your traditions
to a cemetery.
This is a hospital
There's a school ahead.
This is unfair. We have
to conduct a procession.
Cremate him just like the civic
body buries the dead strays.
A silent procession.
'Nobody should pull the
shutters of their shops'
'The dead man isn't a soldier,
artist, sportsperson or a litterateur.'
'He's just an asshole!'
'Just another asshole!'
'Kindly don't pull the
shutters of your shops'
'The dead man isn't a soldier,
artist, sportsperson or a litterateur.'
'Just... another... asshole!
This is my way of justice.
Accept your fault and surrender.
Or else, everybody will
be sleeping like this soon.
- Get Bali out right away!
- Okay, Sir.
Dev, even though she's
recovering physically.
I don't see her
recovering mentally.
She needs a family now.
I think only a family
can help her recuperate.
Think about it.
If you're thinking that,
Dada's grown senile.
That he's gotten softer
after his son's death.
You're wrong.
The tiger's roar might have stopped.
Not its savagery.
A tiger cub has died.
My son has showed the world that he's ready to
offer his head to save the dignity of the clan.
I give you a responsibility.
The one who stained my reputation,
shouldn't be alive on this earth.
- She needs to be chopped down!
- Ay!
It is my Nana who died.
Your daughter's
not the reason for it.
I need that man in the Khaki.
I have a lot of pet
and guard dogs.
I didn't have a hunting dog.
That is why I got
you out on bail.
I asked you to stab.
How dare you back stab me?!
Get lost!
Your son's soul...
...is growing in her womb.
She's suffered inhumanely at a young age.
At this hour, she badly needs all of you.
You didn't accept Ravi's
love, his marriage or his corpse.
I understand you were all afraid.
But now...
I'm with her.
Bravely take her home.
Go on, Bhoomi.
- Hello?
- Ay Khaki!
Did you save Bhoomi?
- Bali!
- You seem to save everyone in the town.
Is your family safe enough?
- Hello Ganga?
- Yes, Dev?
- Where are you?
- I'm home.
Okay. Lock the door and be careful.
Why? What's wrong, Dev?
You asshole!
Only those who live with
you, aren't your only family.
Those who trust you
and work with you...
They're your family too.
If you've got the balls...
Try saving your police family.
Sharief?!
- Hello?
- The next target is...
The women constables.
Shift them to the
ambulance right away.
Kamala, stay careful!
You're on the right track.
But you're not fast enough.
Bali! I'll kill you brutally!
You son of a bitch!
Motherfucker!
What do you think of the cops?!
I'll chop you down
to pieces, bastard!
If you're a man
enough, come fight me.
- Let her go! Now!
- What did you say?!
I'm warning you!
Let her go, Bali!
I did.
Bali, you motherfucker!
I will finish you!
Will the police get
attacked for no reason?
Their inhuman
behaviour has led to this.
No police officer will
do this intentionally.
Enough with the bluffing!
All of this is happening because your officer
killed Nana to avenge his personal grudges!
If there's riot on the streets,
you lock your doors and sit tight.
But you will never realise the responsibilities of
the officers who never close their station doors down.
Lock them up and leave!
Not like this world
won't run without you.
Don't treat the police so hastily.
Sir, the media's waiting for you outside.
Word is that you and
Nana had personal feud.
So you killed him. What
do you have to say for it?
Nana is a criminal.
What personal grudge
can I have against him?
This is just your excuse.
The entire town know
that this is on you.
The police have to rough up some if
they need to maintain law and order.
I didn't barge into his
house and shoot him down.
I shot him because he
barged into my station.
The police officers lying inside the
ICU aren't suffering for their mistakes.
They're suffering for doing their duty.
It's your illusion to believe that
the Police are the superior power.
You're the one under an illusion, if
you think the Media's the supreme power.
I need to provide explanation
to my department. Not the media.
Listen, the police might
turn up. Smoke elsewhere.
Nobody will come
today. Don't worry.
For the first time in the history of Karnataka, the
police department has announced to go on a strike.
Fear continues to rise among the public.
Drugs are being sold out in the open.
With traffic congestion bugging the public,
chain snatchers are having a field day.
Gangsters have fearlessly gotten into
robbing ATMs, murders and extortion.
[COMMOTION ENSUES]
Sir!
What is all this?!
Who permitted you to go on a strike?
Don't you have any common sense?
I'll suspend you all
and send you home.
Do suspend us, Sir.
Instead of being a powerless police officer,
it is better to get suspended and stay home.
Right from the CM - a chief minister
to the other CM - the common man.
Everybody needs a police officer.
We're needed when the nominations are announced, during
the elections, vote counting and the swearing-in ceremony.
Once a politician is elected,
we're needed at the front and back.
We're needed at jewellery stores and
to protect a jewellery wearing woman.
We're needed at the inauguration
of a memorial and to guard them.
We're needed during casual
strolls, during accidents.
We're expected to guard
the cars and park them too.
We're needed when prices are hiked,
when there are strikes and protests.
We're needed at important
meetings and even at film shoots.
Temples, mosques and churches need us.
The police... are a need.
Only when there are
issues, the police is needed.
But when the police face
issues, nobody cares for them.
When there's no soldier at the
border, the enemy will barge inside.
If there are no police here, your
neighbours will turn into your enemies.
When it's about our duty,
we work for everybody.
For those who address as 'Sir' and even for
those who deride us by calling us 'Maama'.
Sir, we teach our children about Buddha,
Ba savanna, the Daasas and the Sharanas.
We teach them about everyone.
We teach them about
Ambedkar's constitution.
We teach them to be humans.
When those very children
adapt their teachings,
rise above religion-caste-creed,
fall in love and wish to get married...
We kill them.
We also justify the killings.
We question those who stand by the
children and protect those who kill them.
Honour killings.
It isn't just an
ordinary killing.
It's a pre-planned murder.
If we can't send them
a strong message...
If we can't render hope
to the sullen souls...
What's the point of
you and I being here?
This is an insult to our law and system.
Okay.
I give you complete power.
Firstly, end the strike.
Because if the
police go on a strike...
It's more than the failure of a government.
It accounts for the failure of a system.
This system needs the police.
Gurudev, go ahead.
Yes, Sir.
JUSTICE FOR RAVI!
ALL HAIL DADA!
[IN UNISON]
You arrested me claiming
I committed a crime, right?
Take a good look at me.
If I was wrong, I wouldn't
be garlanded and hailed!
You might believe that I lost.
Nope.
I've won all of their hearts.
Get inside!
Hello?
I became a police officer
because I wanted to.
I didn't give enough
time for my family.
I risked their lives too.
Be it the department, the
Home Minister or the gangsters.
I went against everybody.
I was prepared to lose my job.
I was prepared to lose my life too.
I didn't spare them, Bhoomi.
I've made them all
stand in the court of law.
If they should be
punished, I need evidence.
My only primary witness was...
Commissioner Prakash.
Somebody killed him too.
My last witness is...
You alone.
If you testify,
they will be punished.
You and your child, will live on.
I will not testify, Sir.
Even if they are
sentenced to life...
They will finish their sentences
and return to finish me.
In my quest for
justice, I've lost Ravi.
I'm not ready to
lose this child too.
Most victims of honour killings like you would've lost
their spirit to fight back, fearing violence and tyranny.
You should be an example to them, Bhoomi.
This concept of being
superior or inferior and disparity
has been fed to them with
morsels, since their childhood.
If this was just an act, it
could've been stopped.
But it's a deep-rooted thought.
And that will never change.
Sorry Sir.
Order.. Order.. Order.
Bali who was out on bail granted by
court, in those very court surroundings...
Will chase Inspector Gurudev and stab him
repeatedly in the heart, sentencing him to death.
Ay Khaki!
Irrespective of whether Dada
will get out or go behind the bars...
You.. will breath your last.
With respect to the incident regarding Ravi's
honour-killing and Bhoomi's homicide case...
Since the public prosecutor has failed to provide
any evidence to prove the guilt of the accused...
The court has declared the accused
as innocent and orders his release.
ALL HAIL DADA!
[IN UNISON]
When will the children
of the poor get justice?!
Sir, on that day, a riot
broke out of the blue.
They began to attack with everything
they could lay their hands on.
The force available
was inadequate.
When the mob became unruly, officer
Gurudev ordered for a lathi-charge.
Control Room? The riot is escalating.
They're attacking the police.
Send the Reserve Police
to the spot at the earliest.
Who ordered the firing of tear gas?
Sir, the back-up team needed
45 more minutes to get there.
If tear gas wasn't opened,
things would've gotten way worse.
I don't get it.
You were present at the spot.
You had weapons.
There were fifteen of you.
Yet the fight broke out.
Public property has been lost.
People have lost their lives.
Both the police and innocent
civilians have suffered...
It might seem wrong
for a daughter to do this.
But as a mother, I'm doing the
right thing to protect my child.
On 24-02-21, the riots that broke out in the city
has caused massive loss of property and lives.
The local police station
Inspector Gurudev...
ASI Sampath...
Constables - Sharief, Kamala and Mala...
Since the incident
occurred in their presence.
Their incompetency in
discharging their duty is evident.
Therefore, the disciplinary body has decided
to suspend these officials for six months.
Is all of this your doing?!
Didn't I already tell you
that there's a villain in me?!