Dhootha (2023) s01e08 Episode Script
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WANTED
Everything alright, Priya?
-Sure?
-Yeah.
Good.
I'll see. Don't worry.
-Drink your milk, okay?
-Yeah.
Who was at the door, Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
Please!
You don't know who I am,
but you will definitely
know my daughter Megha.
Remember the four kids who died
in the fire accident at the AKK Hospital?
My daughter Megha was one of them.
Remember her?
That hospital is owned
by your friend, right?
That jerk got greedy for the insurance
money and set the hospital on fire.
And then what did you do?
You did your very best
and buried the truth to protect him.
Want to see the result of your hard work?
Can you look at it?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
No!
Please don't hurt the baby.
So, only your own deserve love?
Is it okay if something happens
to our kids?
Is it okay if they die?
I'm sorry.
Is that it?
Is that it?!
Hello, sir. This is the third trip so far.
-A total of 560 kilos.
-How much?
It will be 1500 rupees, sir.
It's easier to get them from a scrapyard.
I'm finding it difficult to pick up
every paper on the street, sir.
What do you do
with all the newspapers anyway?
-Why do you care?
-Sorry, sir.
Take this.
Let me know if you need anything else.
-Okay. Let's unload.
-Okay, sir.
Come on, hurry!
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight Eight bags!
-Hey, help me take these to my room.
-Okay, sir.
Come on.
"Sagar"?
-How many times have I told you
-Dad, no! No!
-not to take up journalism, Sagar?
-No! Please, Dad!
-Please don't tear it, Dad. Dad, stop!
-How many times do I have to tell you?
Why don't you listen to me, Sagar?
I said no, right?
-No. I said no.
-Shit!
Have you gone completely insane, Dad?!
Do you have to rip
every paper that you find?
I told you not to take up journalism.
Satya Murthy should've
killed you instead of Anjali.
Sagar!
-Our lives would've been better!
-Do you understand what you're saying?
Mom, first lock him up in his room.
Don't let him out.
-Take him away from here!
-Ask him to stop journalism!
-Come with me.
-Take him away, Mom.
-Please explain it to him, Madhavi.
-Okay.
-Tell him not to take up journalism.
-I'll tell him. Come with me.
NAGARJUNA SAGAR ON THE RISE
Sagar, have you gone mad?!
How could you?
-Mom, why did you come inside?
-What's all this?
What's with all the newspapers?
Mom, go down. I'll explain later.
I want to know how these
newspapers ended up here.
I'm researching for an article, Mom.
That's all.
Is this how research is done?
No, Sagar.
Throw them out.
Hurry up and throw them out.
-Mom!
-No, Sagar
Why are you getting so worked up?
What's wrong?
You don't know how it is, Sagar.
This
Your grandfather would do the same.
Oh, no! I'm terrified!
Mom, what happened? Why are you scared?
What happened to Grandpa?
Oh, no!
What is it?
The same thing happened
to your grandfather.
What happened to Grandpa?
Sagar
After our marriage, whenever
I'd ask your dad about his father,
he'd avoid the topic
and ask me to never bring him up.
That is why I haven't told you about him.
When the symptoms of Alzheimer's set in,
he thought that someday,
you should know the truth.
So he called me and said,
"I might not remember.
So you must tell him this."
Tell me what?
Your grandfather was also a journalist.
The newspaper that he worked at
had to be shut down for some reason.
After that, he started his own newspaper.
But within a few months of it starting,
members of his family started dying.
His mother.
His father.
His younger brother.
Watching his loved ones
dying right in front of his eyes
made him mentally unstable.
Day and night,
he'd pick up papers from the street
and fill the room with them.
Just how this room is right now.
One day, your dad came home from school.
-Nobody answered the door.
-Dad Dad
When he opened the window and looked,
the house was filled with newspapers.
Your grandfather stood
in the center of them all,
poured kerosene all over his body
set himself on fire
and burned to death
along with the newspapers.
Watching his father burn
to ashes in front of his eyes
made your dad believe that newspapers
were the reason behind his death.
The deaths in the family
stopped with his father's suicide.
As a six-year-old, all your dad knew was
that newspapers caused his father's death.
In his mind,
journalism means his father's death.
That is why he didn't become a journalist.
It's also why he doesn't
want you to be one.
He is afraid that you'll face
the same fate as his father.
What is my grandfather's name?
Bhupati Varma.
Seeing all this is terrifying me, as well.
-Good morning, sir.
-Yeah, Satya.
Sir, the convocation is happening today.
Just a gentle reminder.
The Minister is also on his way.
I hope you're coming.
I'll be there. I am coming.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I said those things
earlier in a fit of rage.
I'll never speak like that again.
I promise.
I love you, Mom.
Why are you saying it all of a sudden?
I'm running late for the function.
I'll get going.
Say you'll be back soon.
Where are we going, dear?
It's a surprise, Mom.
How long?
Just half an hour.
Yeah, Ranga.
Ma'am, Koti's DNA report
won't be ready for another four days.
We could bring in his wife Kala
to identify him but she's missing.
They're saying that she fled
with her kids overnight.
Okay. Inform me as soon
as you have the DNA reports.
Also, find out where Koti's wife is.
Okay, ma'am.
Mom, close your eyes.
-What is this, Kranthi?
-Please! Just for two minutes.
Don't open them until I tell you to.
Come on! Close them!
-Mom, keep your eyes closed, okay?
-Okay.
Open them now.
Kranthi.
Why did you bring me here?
I'm getting this house
converted into a stay-in house.
I thought I'd show it to you.
I told you to sell this house, right?
I came here with the intention to sell.
But once I walked in,
I just couldn't do it, Mom.
Kranthi!
I can't enter this house.
Take me away from here, Kranthi.
Mom?
I know that this house reminds you
of all those that have died.
But this house reminds me that
my mom made it alive out of here.
-Kranthi
-Mom.
Come in and take a look once.
If you feel uncomfortable,
we can leave right away.
Okay?
Welcome home, ma'am.
Mom, this is Sudha. Interior designer.
Hello, ma'am.
Ninety percent of the work is done, ma'am.
If it weren't for the rain,
we would've wrapped by now.
A door fell off the frame
this morning due to the rain.
-That needs to be fixed, that's all.
-Okay.
Please come in.
-Bring her inside.
-Okay, ma'am.
Sagar, where have you been?
You haven't been to work in four days.
Sir
-I'm resigning.
-What?!
Are you crazy?
Sir
I'm not the right guy for this job.
You started this paper
to bring only truth to the people.
That is why I'm saying
I'm not the right guy for this job.
-But, Sagar
-Sir.
I know that it isn't professional
to resign all of a sudden,
but that is why I wish to recommend
a person as my replacement.
Who is he?
That's you
on the elderly man's lap, right, ma'am?
The books, things, and photographs
from the Independence time
Every piece carries a
chapter of history, ma'am.
I found these documents
on the shelves upstairs.
I don't know if they're important or not.
-You'd better have a look.
-Sure.
-I'll get back to you, ma'am.
-Yeah.
MLA RAGHAVAYYA'S
HOUSEMAID COMMITS SUICIDE.
KALPANA SARIPADU.
-Mom
-Yeah?
What is it, Kranthi?
Take a look at this.
What is this?
Bank application form
under Kalpana's name.
Look in the center.
She has done a fingerprint signature.
Yeah.
The root cause of the tragedy our family
endured was Kalpana's suicide letter.
If she couldn't read or write,
how did she write a suicide letter?
Not possible.
Sorry, ma'am. I had to take this call.
It was my family.
Ma'am, I've sent the fallen door
from upstairs to the carpenter.
-I have one of its latches.
-Leave it there.
Okay, ma'am.
Didn't you tell me that all
the latches here are made of brass?
Yes, ma'am.
Brass doesn't catch rust.
This one's rusted. This is iron.
A latch isn't usually this loose.
-Which room is this latch from?
-The one upstairs, ma'am.
The first one, to the left,
beside the staircase.
One second.
Mom
In which room did Grandpa
and the others commit suicide?
In the same room to the left, Kranthi.
Someone had this latch
made of iron on purpose.
-Hello.
-Ranga, where are you?
I'm in the office, ma'am.
-I need you to do something.
-Tell me.
There are racks filled with old case files
in the backside room, right?
Yes, ma'am.
There's a red file in there
with case no. 1CS 8457.
-Okay?
-Okay, ma'am.
Give that to Vijay.
Tell him to come
to my location immediately.
Okay, ma'am.
Case no. 1CS 8457.
RAGHAVAYYA
KALPANA
Mom, let's assume Grandpa
and the others really did rape Kalpana.
Then he could've used
his power and money
and easily gotten away with it, right?
Why did he commit suicide?
To date, when there's a room
with locked doors
and someone is found hanging inside,
we assume that it's suicide.
That's what happened back then.
Police broke the door
and entered the room.
They ruled it out
as an open-and-shut case.
But, the latch is made of iron, Mom.
It can be easily operated
from the outside using a magnet.
This isn't an open-and-shut case, Mom.
Well
-Sudha,
-Ma'am.
-get me a rope.
-Sure, ma'am.
-Welcome to our college, sir.
-Thank you.
-Welcome, sir.
-Thank you so much.
-The Minister will be here in ten minutes.
-Okay, Satya.
Thanks for coming, sir.
Well, did you think about the job offer?
What's there to think, sir?
I'm waiting for the day
that I'll get to work with you.
Okay.
Let's see if you'll stick
to this decision after my speech.
These two knots aren't the same.
I've investigated a lot of suicide cases
where the knot looked like this.
Why does this knot look different?
Is a knot made with the right hand
different from a knot made with the left?
I don't know, ma'am.
But, one of my workers is a leftie.
Srinu
-Ma'am
-Come here and take a look.
-Tie this into a noose.
-Okay, ma'am.
These two are the same.
Mom, do you recall anyone
in our family being left-handed?
No, Kranthi.
Only a left-hander could've done all this.
Somebody did this.
What would they have gained
from committing these murders?
This guy is a left-hander.
CHAKRAPANI
Chakrapani.
I think I've seen him somewhere, Mom.
-Welcome to our college, sir.
-Yeah.
He's the founder
of the "Praja Vakku" party.
He's the grandfather
of Minister Chakravarthy.
In the year 1962,
he was the first person to contest
against my grandfather.
When my grandfather passed away,
he won by default.
So, it was Chakrapani who gained
something from my Grandfather's death.
But for one person to kill ten people
and manipulate all the evidence,
he definitely must have had help.
RAMANA GHOSH
-Ranga
-Ma'am.
Remember you told me about
Ajay Ghosh's grandfather?
Yes, ma'am.
Do you know his name by any chance?
It's Ramana Ghosh, ma'am.
-Ranga
-Ma'am.
Any connection between "Praja Vakku"
party founder Chakrapani and Ramana Ghosh?
Could be, ma'am.
They say in the department
that Chakrapani made it big
with the support of Ramana Ghosh.
Okay, Ranga.
You come fast.
Chakrapani and Ramana Ghosh together
have framed your grandfather
and the others to seem guilty.
How did they convince so many people, Mom?
Well
This is
"Bhupati Varma Avuduri."
Bhupati Varma Avuduri.
Bhupati Varma Avu
"Bhupati Varma Avuduri."
This name
Sagar Varma Avuduri.
Sagar!
Hello.
A small clarification.
Is there anyone in your family
with the name Bhupati Varma Avuduri?
Nobody can hide the truth, Kranthi.
It will come out eventually.
Yes. Bhupati Varma is my grandfather.
And Minister Chakravarthy
is the grandson of Chakrapani,
the founder of the "Praja Vakku" party.
All of this started with them.
This Domino Effect, dating back 60 years,
has caught up with me now.
Now its end is in my hands.
Sagar, what?!
Don't do anything stupid again.
This won't stop with me dying, Kranthi.
I need to inspire
at least one person to change.
I have hundreds of future journalists
in front of me.
What I'm about to do will inspire
at least one person to change.
I have to do it.
-I have to.
-Sagar! What are you going to do?
Hello, Sa
Mr. Raghavaiah, I've sent you
an article regarding the AKK Hospital.
Please publish it by tomorrow morning.
It's very important.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
That hospital mishap was my fault.
I'm really sorry.
Please leave me! Please!
-Whatever happened at the hospital
-Hospital?!
What the hell! Hospital?!
You don't know who I am, do you?
Do you remember Amrutha?
Your husband's PA.
My wife.
That fricking rascal!
Your husband screwed my wife!
Let me show you one thing.
Hold it.
Play it. Come on.
Watch it.
Tapas
That day, you asked
who the father was, right?
You want to know?
It's Sagar.
I didn't get to know
his true colors until I got pregnant.
I can't live with the guilt
of having cheated on you.
Tapas, the kind of pain
you'd feel if I die
I want Sagar to experience
that kind of pain.
You must
kill his wife
and his unborn baby.
Please do this for me.
Please, Tapas. It's my last wish.
Where do you think you're going?
Oh, shit!
Journo Global 2022 topper
of the batch and gold medalist
Mr. Satya Kodinella.
Mr. Bollem Ranadheesh.
Ms. Mahathi Pola.
-Congrats!
-Thank you, sir.
Mr. Ayush Agarwal.
Mr. Bharat Bhushan.
-Ms. Keerthy Cherukuri.
-Congratulations!
Ms. Sowjanya Varlabati.
Ms. Malladi Indira.
Mr. Raju Alapu.
Ms. Anu Kovi.
Mr. Karthik Muralidhar.
Ms. Asha Latha.
Mr. Fayaz Basha.
Thank you so much, sir.
Now, the keynote speaker
you're eagerly waiting for
Mr. Sagar will address the gathering.
Hey!
-What is it?
-Take a look, sir.
Hey! Open the door!
Come on out!
No!
I said, come on out!
Come on out, you witch!
-No!
-You witch! Come on out!
Journalism.
One of the most respected
and principled jobs in the world.
If a person wants to change the world,
there's no greater weapon
than being a journalist.
We all have the same motive.
To tell the truth.
It's not about how many pages you write.
Journalism is about
the number of truths you expose.
Isn't it true?
It may not seem like a big task to you.
But it's not that simple.
It takes a lot of honesty
and dedication to make it happen.
Many journalists move
in the wrong direction
due to political pressure
and greed for money.
I am one of them.
Many of you view me as a role model.
I'm sorry to disappoint you all.
I've made a lot of mistakes.
I've buried the truth and delivered lies.
It was all just profit and loss for me.
That's all.
The fame and power that I have today
Money, whatever it is
This is how I built my empire.
Looking at all of you
I see the future of journalism.
It's in the wrong hands now.
You have to change that.
Only tell the truth even
if it means losing your life.
And if you can't do it, if you don't
have the guts, don't be in journalism.
Many politicians like him
will try to corrupt you.
They will threaten you.
They will lure you with money.
But hold your ground.
-This rascal This bloody rascal
-Sagar! Hey!
I've committed half
of my mistakes for him.
Hey!
He has taken advantage
of many journalists
-Hey!
-like me to get to this position.
-In the last election,
-What has happened to him?!
I ran the campaign on behalf of his party.
I wrote positive articles about him.
I hid all the wrongdoings of his family.
And I have taken money to do all this.
Till now, you must've listened to many
speeches and forgotten all about them.
That is why I don't want this speech
to be easy to forget.
I'm going to make it memorable
for all of you.
What I'm about to do should
inspire change in at least one of you.
I just want at least one of you to change.
Sagar, no!
-Call the ambulance.
-Okay, ma'am.
MINISTER CHAKRAVARTHY BRUTALLY MURDERED
Minister Chakravarthy
was brutally murdered.
Journalist Sagar Varma
beats him to death
in the presence
of the media and the public.
Confessing his
crimes as a journalist
and exposing hidden truths
about Minister Chakravarthy,
he said that he hoped to bring change
in at least one person with this act.
He charged at the Minister
with a mic stand.
Mr. Chakravarthy was
declared dead on the spot.
-Satya!
-Sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm really sorry, Dad.
-I'm really sorry, Dad.
-It's okay, Son.
Hello.
Am I speaking to Mr. Chandra Murthy?
Yes, sir. And you are?
CENTRAL JAIL
VISAKHAPATNAM
How are you feeling now?
It's okay. I'm getting better.
I've spoken to the lawyer.
He said that the court won't
buy the paranormal angle.
We should argue that your mental condition
has been unstable since Anjali's death
and apply for bail on insanity grounds.
Well done, Kranthi.
I must thank you
for assigning this case to me, sir.
Personally, this case has helped me a lot.
I mean, what happened to my family
It has been bothering me
since I was a kid.
Now I've found closure.
I'm feeling very relieved, sir.
Kranthi, all this happened by chance.
And everything just fell into place.
We have many such pending cases.
They're all linked to supernatural
and paranormal causes.
I believe that you can solve them all.
I've formed a special task force team.
You should lead the team.
And
this is your next case.
Thank you, sir.
WANTED
Everything alright, Priya?
-Sure?
-Yeah.
Good.
I'll see. Don't worry.
-Drink your milk, okay?
-Yeah.
Who was at the door, Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
Please!
You don't know who I am,
but you will definitely
know my daughter Megha.
Remember the four kids who died
in the fire accident at the AKK Hospital?
My daughter Megha was one of them.
Remember her?
That hospital is owned
by your friend, right?
That jerk got greedy for the insurance
money and set the hospital on fire.
And then what did you do?
You did your very best
and buried the truth to protect him.
Want to see the result of your hard work?
Can you look at it?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
No!
Please don't hurt the baby.
So, only your own deserve love?
Is it okay if something happens
to our kids?
Is it okay if they die?
I'm sorry.
Is that it?
Is that it?!
Hello, sir. This is the third trip so far.
-A total of 560 kilos.
-How much?
It will be 1500 rupees, sir.
It's easier to get them from a scrapyard.
I'm finding it difficult to pick up
every paper on the street, sir.
What do you do
with all the newspapers anyway?
-Why do you care?
-Sorry, sir.
Take this.
Let me know if you need anything else.
-Okay. Let's unload.
-Okay, sir.
Come on, hurry!
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight Eight bags!
-Hey, help me take these to my room.
-Okay, sir.
Come on.
"Sagar"?
-How many times have I told you
-Dad, no! No!
-not to take up journalism, Sagar?
-No! Please, Dad!
-Please don't tear it, Dad. Dad, stop!
-How many times do I have to tell you?
Why don't you listen to me, Sagar?
I said no, right?
-No. I said no.
-Shit!
Have you gone completely insane, Dad?!
Do you have to rip
every paper that you find?
I told you not to take up journalism.
Satya Murthy should've
killed you instead of Anjali.
Sagar!
-Our lives would've been better!
-Do you understand what you're saying?
Mom, first lock him up in his room.
Don't let him out.
-Take him away from here!
-Ask him to stop journalism!
-Come with me.
-Take him away, Mom.
-Please explain it to him, Madhavi.
-Okay.
-Tell him not to take up journalism.
-I'll tell him. Come with me.
NAGARJUNA SAGAR ON THE RISE
Sagar, have you gone mad?!
How could you?
-Mom, why did you come inside?
-What's all this?
What's with all the newspapers?
Mom, go down. I'll explain later.
I want to know how these
newspapers ended up here.
I'm researching for an article, Mom.
That's all.
Is this how research is done?
No, Sagar.
Throw them out.
Hurry up and throw them out.
-Mom!
-No, Sagar
Why are you getting so worked up?
What's wrong?
You don't know how it is, Sagar.
This
Your grandfather would do the same.
Oh, no! I'm terrified!
Mom, what happened? Why are you scared?
What happened to Grandpa?
Oh, no!
What is it?
The same thing happened
to your grandfather.
What happened to Grandpa?
Sagar
After our marriage, whenever
I'd ask your dad about his father,
he'd avoid the topic
and ask me to never bring him up.
That is why I haven't told you about him.
When the symptoms of Alzheimer's set in,
he thought that someday,
you should know the truth.
So he called me and said,
"I might not remember.
So you must tell him this."
Tell me what?
Your grandfather was also a journalist.
The newspaper that he worked at
had to be shut down for some reason.
After that, he started his own newspaper.
But within a few months of it starting,
members of his family started dying.
His mother.
His father.
His younger brother.
Watching his loved ones
dying right in front of his eyes
made him mentally unstable.
Day and night,
he'd pick up papers from the street
and fill the room with them.
Just how this room is right now.
One day, your dad came home from school.
-Nobody answered the door.
-Dad Dad
When he opened the window and looked,
the house was filled with newspapers.
Your grandfather stood
in the center of them all,
poured kerosene all over his body
set himself on fire
and burned to death
along with the newspapers.
Watching his father burn
to ashes in front of his eyes
made your dad believe that newspapers
were the reason behind his death.
The deaths in the family
stopped with his father's suicide.
As a six-year-old, all your dad knew was
that newspapers caused his father's death.
In his mind,
journalism means his father's death.
That is why he didn't become a journalist.
It's also why he doesn't
want you to be one.
He is afraid that you'll face
the same fate as his father.
What is my grandfather's name?
Bhupati Varma.
Seeing all this is terrifying me, as well.
-Good morning, sir.
-Yeah, Satya.
Sir, the convocation is happening today.
Just a gentle reminder.
The Minister is also on his way.
I hope you're coming.
I'll be there. I am coming.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I said those things
earlier in a fit of rage.
I'll never speak like that again.
I promise.
I love you, Mom.
Why are you saying it all of a sudden?
I'm running late for the function.
I'll get going.
Say you'll be back soon.
Where are we going, dear?
It's a surprise, Mom.
How long?
Just half an hour.
Yeah, Ranga.
Ma'am, Koti's DNA report
won't be ready for another four days.
We could bring in his wife Kala
to identify him but she's missing.
They're saying that she fled
with her kids overnight.
Okay. Inform me as soon
as you have the DNA reports.
Also, find out where Koti's wife is.
Okay, ma'am.
Mom, close your eyes.
-What is this, Kranthi?
-Please! Just for two minutes.
Don't open them until I tell you to.
Come on! Close them!
-Mom, keep your eyes closed, okay?
-Okay.
Open them now.
Kranthi.
Why did you bring me here?
I'm getting this house
converted into a stay-in house.
I thought I'd show it to you.
I told you to sell this house, right?
I came here with the intention to sell.
But once I walked in,
I just couldn't do it, Mom.
Kranthi!
I can't enter this house.
Take me away from here, Kranthi.
Mom?
I know that this house reminds you
of all those that have died.
But this house reminds me that
my mom made it alive out of here.
-Kranthi
-Mom.
Come in and take a look once.
If you feel uncomfortable,
we can leave right away.
Okay?
Welcome home, ma'am.
Mom, this is Sudha. Interior designer.
Hello, ma'am.
Ninety percent of the work is done, ma'am.
If it weren't for the rain,
we would've wrapped by now.
A door fell off the frame
this morning due to the rain.
-That needs to be fixed, that's all.
-Okay.
Please come in.
-Bring her inside.
-Okay, ma'am.
Sagar, where have you been?
You haven't been to work in four days.
Sir
-I'm resigning.
-What?!
Are you crazy?
Sir
I'm not the right guy for this job.
You started this paper
to bring only truth to the people.
That is why I'm saying
I'm not the right guy for this job.
-But, Sagar
-Sir.
I know that it isn't professional
to resign all of a sudden,
but that is why I wish to recommend
a person as my replacement.
Who is he?
That's you
on the elderly man's lap, right, ma'am?
The books, things, and photographs
from the Independence time
Every piece carries a
chapter of history, ma'am.
I found these documents
on the shelves upstairs.
I don't know if they're important or not.
-You'd better have a look.
-Sure.
-I'll get back to you, ma'am.
-Yeah.
MLA RAGHAVAYYA'S
HOUSEMAID COMMITS SUICIDE.
KALPANA SARIPADU.
-Mom
-Yeah?
What is it, Kranthi?
Take a look at this.
What is this?
Bank application form
under Kalpana's name.
Look in the center.
She has done a fingerprint signature.
Yeah.
The root cause of the tragedy our family
endured was Kalpana's suicide letter.
If she couldn't read or write,
how did she write a suicide letter?
Not possible.
Sorry, ma'am. I had to take this call.
It was my family.
Ma'am, I've sent the fallen door
from upstairs to the carpenter.
-I have one of its latches.
-Leave it there.
Okay, ma'am.
Didn't you tell me that all
the latches here are made of brass?
Yes, ma'am.
Brass doesn't catch rust.
This one's rusted. This is iron.
A latch isn't usually this loose.
-Which room is this latch from?
-The one upstairs, ma'am.
The first one, to the left,
beside the staircase.
One second.
Mom
In which room did Grandpa
and the others commit suicide?
In the same room to the left, Kranthi.
Someone had this latch
made of iron on purpose.
-Hello.
-Ranga, where are you?
I'm in the office, ma'am.
-I need you to do something.
-Tell me.
There are racks filled with old case files
in the backside room, right?
Yes, ma'am.
There's a red file in there
with case no. 1CS 8457.
-Okay?
-Okay, ma'am.
Give that to Vijay.
Tell him to come
to my location immediately.
Okay, ma'am.
Case no. 1CS 8457.
RAGHAVAYYA
KALPANA
Mom, let's assume Grandpa
and the others really did rape Kalpana.
Then he could've used
his power and money
and easily gotten away with it, right?
Why did he commit suicide?
To date, when there's a room
with locked doors
and someone is found hanging inside,
we assume that it's suicide.
That's what happened back then.
Police broke the door
and entered the room.
They ruled it out
as an open-and-shut case.
But, the latch is made of iron, Mom.
It can be easily operated
from the outside using a magnet.
This isn't an open-and-shut case, Mom.
Well
-Sudha,
-Ma'am.
-get me a rope.
-Sure, ma'am.
-Welcome to our college, sir.
-Thank you.
-Welcome, sir.
-Thank you so much.
-The Minister will be here in ten minutes.
-Okay, Satya.
Thanks for coming, sir.
Well, did you think about the job offer?
What's there to think, sir?
I'm waiting for the day
that I'll get to work with you.
Okay.
Let's see if you'll stick
to this decision after my speech.
These two knots aren't the same.
I've investigated a lot of suicide cases
where the knot looked like this.
Why does this knot look different?
Is a knot made with the right hand
different from a knot made with the left?
I don't know, ma'am.
But, one of my workers is a leftie.
Srinu
-Ma'am
-Come here and take a look.
-Tie this into a noose.
-Okay, ma'am.
These two are the same.
Mom, do you recall anyone
in our family being left-handed?
No, Kranthi.
Only a left-hander could've done all this.
Somebody did this.
What would they have gained
from committing these murders?
This guy is a left-hander.
CHAKRAPANI
Chakrapani.
I think I've seen him somewhere, Mom.
-Welcome to our college, sir.
-Yeah.
He's the founder
of the "Praja Vakku" party.
He's the grandfather
of Minister Chakravarthy.
In the year 1962,
he was the first person to contest
against my grandfather.
When my grandfather passed away,
he won by default.
So, it was Chakrapani who gained
something from my Grandfather's death.
But for one person to kill ten people
and manipulate all the evidence,
he definitely must have had help.
RAMANA GHOSH
-Ranga
-Ma'am.
Remember you told me about
Ajay Ghosh's grandfather?
Yes, ma'am.
Do you know his name by any chance?
It's Ramana Ghosh, ma'am.
-Ranga
-Ma'am.
Any connection between "Praja Vakku"
party founder Chakrapani and Ramana Ghosh?
Could be, ma'am.
They say in the department
that Chakrapani made it big
with the support of Ramana Ghosh.
Okay, Ranga.
You come fast.
Chakrapani and Ramana Ghosh together
have framed your grandfather
and the others to seem guilty.
How did they convince so many people, Mom?
Well
This is
"Bhupati Varma Avuduri."
Bhupati Varma Avuduri.
Bhupati Varma Avu
"Bhupati Varma Avuduri."
This name
Sagar Varma Avuduri.
Sagar!
Hello.
A small clarification.
Is there anyone in your family
with the name Bhupati Varma Avuduri?
Nobody can hide the truth, Kranthi.
It will come out eventually.
Yes. Bhupati Varma is my grandfather.
And Minister Chakravarthy
is the grandson of Chakrapani,
the founder of the "Praja Vakku" party.
All of this started with them.
This Domino Effect, dating back 60 years,
has caught up with me now.
Now its end is in my hands.
Sagar, what?!
Don't do anything stupid again.
This won't stop with me dying, Kranthi.
I need to inspire
at least one person to change.
I have hundreds of future journalists
in front of me.
What I'm about to do will inspire
at least one person to change.
I have to do it.
-I have to.
-Sagar! What are you going to do?
Hello, Sa
Mr. Raghavaiah, I've sent you
an article regarding the AKK Hospital.
Please publish it by tomorrow morning.
It's very important.
Dad?
Dad?
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
That hospital mishap was my fault.
I'm really sorry.
Please leave me! Please!
-Whatever happened at the hospital
-Hospital?!
What the hell! Hospital?!
You don't know who I am, do you?
Do you remember Amrutha?
Your husband's PA.
My wife.
That fricking rascal!
Your husband screwed my wife!
Let me show you one thing.
Hold it.
Play it. Come on.
Watch it.
Tapas
That day, you asked
who the father was, right?
You want to know?
It's Sagar.
I didn't get to know
his true colors until I got pregnant.
I can't live with the guilt
of having cheated on you.
Tapas, the kind of pain
you'd feel if I die
I want Sagar to experience
that kind of pain.
You must
kill his wife
and his unborn baby.
Please do this for me.
Please, Tapas. It's my last wish.
Where do you think you're going?
Oh, shit!
Journo Global 2022 topper
of the batch and gold medalist
Mr. Satya Kodinella.
Mr. Bollem Ranadheesh.
Ms. Mahathi Pola.
-Congrats!
-Thank you, sir.
Mr. Ayush Agarwal.
Mr. Bharat Bhushan.
-Ms. Keerthy Cherukuri.
-Congratulations!
Ms. Sowjanya Varlabati.
Ms. Malladi Indira.
Mr. Raju Alapu.
Ms. Anu Kovi.
Mr. Karthik Muralidhar.
Ms. Asha Latha.
Mr. Fayaz Basha.
Thank you so much, sir.
Now, the keynote speaker
you're eagerly waiting for
Mr. Sagar will address the gathering.
Hey!
-What is it?
-Take a look, sir.
Hey! Open the door!
Come on out!
No!
I said, come on out!
Come on out, you witch!
-No!
-You witch! Come on out!
Journalism.
One of the most respected
and principled jobs in the world.
If a person wants to change the world,
there's no greater weapon
than being a journalist.
We all have the same motive.
To tell the truth.
It's not about how many pages you write.
Journalism is about
the number of truths you expose.
Isn't it true?
It may not seem like a big task to you.
But it's not that simple.
It takes a lot of honesty
and dedication to make it happen.
Many journalists move
in the wrong direction
due to political pressure
and greed for money.
I am one of them.
Many of you view me as a role model.
I'm sorry to disappoint you all.
I've made a lot of mistakes.
I've buried the truth and delivered lies.
It was all just profit and loss for me.
That's all.
The fame and power that I have today
Money, whatever it is
This is how I built my empire.
Looking at all of you
I see the future of journalism.
It's in the wrong hands now.
You have to change that.
Only tell the truth even
if it means losing your life.
And if you can't do it, if you don't
have the guts, don't be in journalism.
Many politicians like him
will try to corrupt you.
They will threaten you.
They will lure you with money.
But hold your ground.
-This rascal This bloody rascal
-Sagar! Hey!
I've committed half
of my mistakes for him.
Hey!
He has taken advantage
of many journalists
-Hey!
-like me to get to this position.
-In the last election,
-What has happened to him?!
I ran the campaign on behalf of his party.
I wrote positive articles about him.
I hid all the wrongdoings of his family.
And I have taken money to do all this.
Till now, you must've listened to many
speeches and forgotten all about them.
That is why I don't want this speech
to be easy to forget.
I'm going to make it memorable
for all of you.
What I'm about to do should
inspire change in at least one of you.
I just want at least one of you to change.
Sagar, no!
-Call the ambulance.
-Okay, ma'am.
MINISTER CHAKRAVARTHY BRUTALLY MURDERED
Minister Chakravarthy
was brutally murdered.
Journalist Sagar Varma
beats him to death
in the presence
of the media and the public.
Confessing his
crimes as a journalist
and exposing hidden truths
about Minister Chakravarthy,
he said that he hoped to bring change
in at least one person with this act.
He charged at the Minister
with a mic stand.
Mr. Chakravarthy was
declared dead on the spot.
-Satya!
-Sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm really sorry, Dad.
-I'm really sorry, Dad.
-It's okay, Son.
Hello.
Am I speaking to Mr. Chandra Murthy?
Yes, sir. And you are?
CENTRAL JAIL
VISAKHAPATNAM
How are you feeling now?
It's okay. I'm getting better.
I've spoken to the lawyer.
He said that the court won't
buy the paranormal angle.
We should argue that your mental condition
has been unstable since Anjali's death
and apply for bail on insanity grounds.
Well done, Kranthi.
I must thank you
for assigning this case to me, sir.
Personally, this case has helped me a lot.
I mean, what happened to my family
It has been bothering me
since I was a kid.
Now I've found closure.
I'm feeling very relieved, sir.
Kranthi, all this happened by chance.
And everything just fell into place.
We have many such pending cases.
They're all linked to supernatural
and paranormal causes.
I believe that you can solve them all.
I've formed a special task force team.
You should lead the team.
And
this is your next case.
Thank you, sir.