Shantaram (2022) s01e10 Episode Script

Hey, you're in deep shit.
Harry Barnes, he's heard you're a dog.
Said he's gonna come for you.
I'm not a dog, Ned.
I didn't tell Nightingale a thing.
Well, they think you did.
Just take this.
I never stabbed anyone in my
life. I'm not gonna start now.
Your bloody books, they're
not gonna help you here, right?
Now, just take it, hey?
Barnes, check it out.
G'day, Barnes. How you going?
Look, I know what you've heard,
but that prick Nightingale's only
calling me a dog 'cause I won't talk.
Would I be standing here if I was
- Oh. Yeah.
- Yes.
Hey. Hey.
I'm gonna kill you, you dog bastard.
Oi!
No, hey!
Get the fuck back.
It's a lie. Nightingale
is setting me up.
I am not a dog. Say it.
- Say it!
- You're not a dog.
Say it to them!
He's not a dog.
This ends now. Yeah?
I think we should go back, find
out what the hell is going on.
Nothing good. So until we know,
you need to stay out of sight.
Promise me you'll stay put.
Yeah, all right.
Just do me a favor. Get word to
Abdullah. Have him meet us here.
A goonda like him will make things
worse. We are not needing him.
- He might be exactly what we need.
- Okay.
Find him.
Everything had turned sour,
Kavita, Karla.
The old feeling of helplessness.
I'd been here before,
my fate in other people's hands,
and I hated it.
Out all night, same dress
That has to be a good sign.
I want details.
That good, huh?
I think I found a way Lin can stay.
Then why don't you
look happier about it?
It means I have to leave.
I offered Kavita a story
on Zhou, the Palace,
Walid and Sagar Wada. All of it.
Or a version of it, anyway.
Lin deserves to stay more than I do.
One of us might as
well get what they want.
Still wanna leave town? With me?
Modena came here while you were gone.
If you can get us new passports,
all three of us can go together.
Would you speak to Kavita
about Zhou and the Palace?
I might need it to give
her what I promised.
If it hurts that crazy bitch
and helps you, then why not?
As long as you promise we'll be
gone before the story comes out.
We have to be.
- Are you gonna tell Lin what you're doing?
- Nope.
What about Khader?
Him either.
I can give them both what they
want, but only if they don't know.
This is so you.
You finally fall for a guy and
then you blow up the whole world,
just so you can't be together.
Lin, it's me.
Come in.
Let's hear it then, Didier.
Yeah. The man looking for you
is a Nigerian named Raheem.
He believes that you
swindled him somehow, uh,
and, uh, wants you
dead and his money back.
I haven't even fucking heard of the guy.
He's been buying brown
sugar from Maurizio Belcane.
Maurizio?
- What, he set me up?
- Yeah.
Dirty lying bastard.
I'm gonna fucking kill him.
Maybe I could go and explain to him.
He'll see he's after the wrong man.
If Raheem's been buying
heroin in Khader's territory,
- then I'll take care of it.
- He's after me.
And I'm saying I will fix it.
If this Raheem wants me dead,
I'm gonna deal with it myself.
We'll go after them together.
I'm here as your brother first.
The results will be the same.
- Good way to get yourself killed.
- Okay. Okay.
You need to knock, mate.
Okay. So, you do not want to know
where this very dangerous Raheem fellow,
who is after Lin, is staying?
Okay, I'll go.
Prabhu, just tell us where he is.
Tell us where he is.
In a hotel near Colaba with two
others. Big, scary men, haan.
All right, let's go.
Wait Wait.
- You've already done enough.
- Are you knowing anyone at this hotel?
Raheem's room number even?
No, na? My contacts will give
us the advantage of surprise.
It's his funeral.
Lin, a moment.
Take this.
I made a promise I'd never
use one of those again.
Welcome to Bombay International Airport.
Number two.
Please show your passport
and visas to customs.
Next in line.
Purpose of trip?
Uh, Detective Nightingale,
Australian Federal Police.
I'm here on official business.
Shouldn't be here more than a week.
Actually, one of your mob was,
uh, supposed to meet me here
and spare me all this stuff.
You've checked the box to indicate
you'll be here three to six months
and stated purpose of trip
is tourism and not business.
You need to fill out a new form.
Uh, look, mate.
- I'm a police officer, mate, like you.
- Mmm.
No, no. Not here, sir.
You need to fill out the form correctly,
get back into line and submit it again.
Fuck this.
Where's your skipper, eh?
Sir, I am the supervising officer here.
People are waiting,
and you're in their way.
Excuse me.
Lin, Abdullah, my friend Mohit.
Um, I promised him we'll be
paying the tips he misses.
It's okay.
Hold.
Okay. Ready.
I only have one spare.
Mate, you don't have to be here.
Room service.
We didn't order
anything. Get out of here.
Sir, I have message from Didier
Levy. Something about Lin Ford.
Who the hell are you?
Close the door, now!
I heard you're looking for me.
You are Lin Ford? You took my money!
I know nothing about your money!
Maurizio Belcane took my down
payment and never delivered.
- Said you took the money.
- Yeah? Well, he's a fucking liar.
Trust me when I tell you that
Lin had nothing to do with this.
Because if he were
selling heroin in Colaba,
I'd get the job of killing him.
Do you recognize the
name Abdel Khader Khan?
I'm his man.
Let me leave with my
life back to Nigeria,
and I'll tell you exactly
where to find Maurizio.
You can keep the money, and
you'll never see me again. My word.
I need to know where Maurizio is.
Maurizio, he lied to us.
Lin Ford was not our problem.
He is coming to you now, and you
will hand Maurizio over to him alive.
But first make him tell
you where he put our money.
I want him broken. Do you understand?
Yes, boss.
You're fucked, little man.
He'll be waiting for you.
Hey.
I'll get my men to come
here and deal with them,
then we can go get Maurizio.
I don't need help dealing
with that lying piece of shit.
He's tied to a chair.
Lin! Come with me to Sagar Wada.
This gundagiri is not you, Lin.
Look, these men, this here, I
understand this. You had to come.
But now, chasing Maurizio,
what use is this revenge?
You are not dead. This is a
good ending. Let this be the end.
You're not the one he
tried to have killed.
Men like these, don't
leave them to do it again.
You should listen to me, not
Abdullah or this voice in your head.
Trust me, my friend.
Come home with me.
I should have listened,
but years of anger had broken through,
all the prison rage I'd
buried in a shallow grave.
The sheer fury at being set up again.
My life and death controlled
by another man's lies.
It'll never end, dog.
Oh, fuck's sake.
Look at the state of you.
Somebody told me you lost
a pint and a half of blood.
You should see the other fella.
You should've killed the other fella
when you had a bloody chance, mate.
They're not gonna stop
coming for you now, Dale.
Not ever.
I don't know!
Where's the money?
No, you're fucked. You.
Please show your passport
and visas to customs.
Welcome to India, Mr. Nightingale.
Detective Nightingale?
I'm Chavan Sharma, your liaison officer
from Bombay Police. I will assist
Hey. Why didn't you help me when
that asshole was hassling me?
Detective, do you enjoy
it when other people
tell you how to do your job?
Neither do I. I imagine neither does he.
Well, as long as
everyone's fucking happy.
Please, I have a car waiting outside.
I can take you to the police station,
and we can begin the formali
No. I want to talk to
this Nishant Patel fella
at the Bombay National News first.
Wasted enough time as it is. Thanks.
Walid gave me as a bribe to Rujul
to secure the land rights to Sagar Wada.
Madame Zhou told me, whatever
they asked, I had to do it.
You had sex with Rujul?
While Walid watched.
I heard everything they talked about.
And Rujul accepted the deal?
No. Rujul told Walid
he couldn't be bought.
But only after he'd had his fun.
Walid was pissed off.
That's why Rujul turned up dead.
Madame Zhou knew what was going on?
Nothing happens at the Palace
that she doesn't know about.
And you're willing to go
on the record with all this?
Sure.
I'll give it all to you,
as long as you promise not to
publish before I get out of town.
So, Rujul's deputy, Akash
Pandey, gets his job.
And according to the tapes,
he does take Walid's money and
made the deal Rujul rejected?
You heard it for yourself.
Who's the girl in the pictures?
Sunita, a prostitute from Kamathipura.
Government corruption, hookers,
gangsters and a foreign-run brothel.
What else do you need, Kavita?
This blackmail material,
how did you come by it?
I'm the one who arranged for it.
Walid wanted some insurance
against Pandey changing his mind.
If he doesn't get what he
wants, he'll expose Pandey.
And now you're betraying Walid Shah?
Yes.
And I'm meant to believe you're
risking your life for Lin?
Do you care why I'm doing it?
I need your word. Do we have a deal?
I'll need the girl to corroborate
that it's her voice on the tapes.
- Can you bring her to me?
- Yes.
All right.
The Palace. Give me all of it.
We should call the police.
No one has called? No messages, nothing?
No. Nothing for you.
Hey, Lisa.
- That looks sore. Ouch.
- It's nothing.
What happened to your face?
Busy day at the office.
You know I have other things to do
without being summoned
to drive you around?
Then thank you for coming.
Khaderbhai insisted.
He's very concerned about
your happiness these days.
Is that the money?
Two lakhs.
She earned it.
A fortune for a Kamathipura whore.
Why does it matter to you so
much what happens with this woman?
Only a man would ask that.
I made Sunita a promise.
Sometimes all you've got left is
doing what you said you would do.
What's going on with you, Karla?
Sagar Wada will be ours. Khader
is pleased, and you will be rich.
You should be happy.
I will be, if you do a favor for me.
I need passports and exit
visas for Lisa and Modena.
The photos and everything are inside.
Can you put them through the
book factory straightaway?
What's the rush?
I didn't ask.
Will you do it, or should
I ask Khader myself?
What's so urgent you need to
leave four messages on my machine?
I'm chasing a story. Some ch
What story would that be? The
one about my fugitive, maybe?
Who are you?
Detective Walter Nightingale,
Australian Federal Police.
Come here to take bright boy back home.
Chavan here is facilitating the process.
What's he wanted for?
Dale Conti is wanted for armed
robbery and escaping prison.
He's gone.
What? He's gone? He's gone where?
I don't know. He caught wind
of my story and he ran, I think.
You better be bloody joking.
What kind of journalist are you?
I don't know.
Maybe similar to the kind of
policeman who lets prisoners escape?
You think you're
clever, sweetheart? Hmm?
I'm here on official
Australian business.
I don't have to sit here and listen
But I am not an Australian,
and this is not Australia.
Does this gora have any jurisdiction
to harass well-connected
Indian citizens?
Or is this a police action
against a free Bombay press?
Because maybe that is also a story?
I also see you did not bring
a female officer with you.
Are you unaware of the rules
of your own department, sir?
- Detective Nightingale, we need to leave.
- Wait, she knows more than she's saying.
We need to go.
She's fucking lying.
What were you thinking, sending
that fax without telling me?
You should be thanking me.
Your angel of the slums is a
bank robber and a prison escapee.
This is a great story. You were right.
I just hope you haven't
messed everything up.
I'm very confused.
I've got a better story.
Better than this one that, until
yesterday, you were all over,
but also ready to give up
until I brought it back to you?
Yes, much better. But I
need Lin Ford safe and sound
to make it happen.
I traded up.
What are you talking about?
Foreign prostitutes,
murder, government corruption
and a massive land fraud
engineered by Walid Shah.
I have sources,
photographs and audiotapes.
But if you want it, we
can't run the Lin story.
Karla?
Karla, you home?
Lin.
Even better.
I was hoping Karla would
know where you were.
Why are you looking for me?
Yeah, well, something came up.
You know, like Maurizio ripping off
some Nigerian gangsters
and blaming it on me.
Now, I'm guessing
that Modena's involved.
And if he is, that means you are too.
I don't know anything, Lin
- Don't
lie.
I'm not in the mood, Lisa.
You should start talking.
Okay, you're right.
Maurizio ripped off Raheem
and then Modena stole
the money from Maurizio.
I didn't know about it, then
Maurizio went crazy, came
and took our passports.
He wants his money back.
I swear to you, that's all I know, Lin.
If I knew Maurizio had
I would have told you,
Lin. I swear, I would.
- Would you? You'd have told me?
- Mmm.
Look, Lisa, this is your lucky day.
I want Maurizio.
- Um
- So, you're gonna help me,
and I'm gonna get your passports back.
And you're not gonna have
to worry about him again.
No, I'm not getting involved, Lin.
We can get new passports
Not today, you can't.
This is the first place
I came asking about you.
How long do you think until
Maurizio walks through that door?
Then what are you gonna do?
This is your shit, Lisa.
I'll clean it up for you,
but you gotta play your part.
Are you okay with this?
She's fine with it.
Lin, I will get your passport tomorrow.
Maurizio has bigger things
to worry about than you.
And the rest of it,
Lisa and Modena's situation,
this is not your business.
- Let it go.
- I can't.
Why not?
'Cause this time, I'm gonna look the
bastard who set me up in the face.
If nothing else, before I leave
Bombay, at least I'm gonna get that.
I don't understand. This time?
You don't need to.
Lin, I owe you, but this is not
the way I wanted to pay you back.
Are you gonna make the call or not?
I'll make the call. Maurizio
will get Lisa's message.
Thank you.
Is this your blood?
Some of it.
Where are my drugs? Or
the money you owe for them?
I don't have them.
Modena stole the cash from me.
Raheem nearly killed
me, I barely escaped,
had to kill one of his men
and now I need to find
Modena. He has our money.
What's to stop you running?
Running? Running with what?
I've got nothing but the
clothes I'm standing in here.
I need that money.
Karla's here.
If I'm not out in 30
minutes, come and find me.
What the fuck is she
doing here with him?
Their master's business.
You're telling me Karla
works for Khader Khan?
Oh, the fucking bitch.
What are you talking about?
Oh, no. No, nothing.
It, uh, doesn't matter.
Pandey was never going to
leave his family for you.
But that didn't give him
the right to abandon you.
It was my mistake, hoping
something good would happen to me.
Who did I think I was?
I was so stupid.
Sunita, you need to know your own worth.
Understand me?
Pandey is a coward and a liar.
Why do you want to stay with him?
Why do you care?
You have what you want.
I made you a promise.
I made you a promise.
Then I can leave this place?
I'm here to take you out.
You can go wherever you want.
If you like, go back to Kamathipura.
Or
I can give you enough money to
begin a new life, somewhere else.
What is the price?
I want you to talk to a
friend of mine, a reporter,
about all that has happened,
about how Pandey has used
you and abandoned you.
Everything.
This would be very bad for him.
We'd see who matters after all for sure.
How much?
Two lakhs.
But you have to leave Bombay
forever and never come back.
Our business is concluded, it seems.
Show our Sunita to her car. I'd
like to talk with Karla alone.
No harm will come to
her. You have my word.
As I had Khader's word no harm
would come to me if I did this.
You're standing here alive and well.
Keep our business to
yourself, and there's no reason
for that to change.
Likewise.
Is that a threat?
No. No.
The opposite.
A plea not to forget how delicate a
situation we all find ourselves in.
We're bound by our secrets now, Karla.
They will be followed?
Yes.
Hello?
I got your message from Didier.
I've told Modena to give you the money.
All we want is 20 grand
and our passports back.
I can live with that.
You just have to promise not to hurt us.
Just take the money and we're done.
I didn't start all of this, Lisa.
He did. I just want to
put it right for all of us.
Come to Modena's apartment at 10:00 p.m.
He'll be there.
You're coming with me.
Please don't make me do this.
He needs to think everything's okay.
If you aren't there, he's
gonna know something's up.
Why is this so important to you?
Why don't you just go back to
playing doctor in the fucking slum?
I'm sorry, Lisa. But I'm not
gonna let him get away with it.
So, what? You're gonna kill him?
I'm gonna make him know how it feels.
What is this place?
Somewhere safe I arranged for Sunita.
They're going to help
her get out of town.
- Who?
- Just a friend.
I'll make my own way home.
Kavita, this is Sunita.
Come in.
You have no jurisdiction here,
so everything you do must first
be sanctioned by my superiors,
then done in cooperation with
myself or a designated officer.
Yeah, but you've sanctioned my
request to check in the hotels?
That would take a lot of time.
But it's happening? Now,
what about that girl?
Can we have another crack
at her from the newspaper?
We can't force her to tell us anything.
She's harboring a fugitive
from the law, mate. Come on.
You have no proof of this.
And that newspaper, they
love to make trouble.
This office is for you.
Great.
Fuck, it's hot.
Is there anything I
can retrieve for you?
Any chai or food? You have
not eaten since the airport.
Samosa? Naan? Veg frankie?
No, I don't want any of
that spicy shit you eat.
Just get me some hard-boiled eggs.
As you wish.
Lisa?
Lisa?
Lisa?
Any tricks, and you get the first one.
Sebastian? I have a gun on her.
It's true. He has a gun.
Move back inside and put on the light.
Now.
No! Lin, wait! Wait, the money.
The money. She knows
where the money is. Wait.
I don't care about the fucking money!
You set me up.
No. No, no, no.
Is this what you wanted for me? Huh?
- No. No!
- Is this what you wanted for me?
- How does it feel? How does it feel?
- I'm sorry, Lin.
Knowing you're gonna fucking die,
and there's nothing you can do about it?
I thought it was you!
I thought it was you, that
you gave me up to Taheri.
- I thought you tried to get me killed!
- Bullshit!
- I didn't know it was Karla.
- Shut up, Maurizio!
- What are you saying?
- Lin.
Shut the fuck up!
Say that again.
Okay, I fucked up. Don't kill me. Okay?
I didn't know Karla worked
for Khaderbhai. Okay?
I thought you told
Abdullah, that you set me up.
But it was her. It was her.
These bitches These
bitches, they set me up.
Please. Please.
What's this?
Hard-boiled eggs and hotel
records, as requested.
You expect me to go
through these all myself?
This way, you can be
sure we did not miss
anything a trained detective
such as yourself would not.
Are they in English? Chavan?
Where the hell have you been?
What's going on?
You had them all along?
You bastard.
Yeah, I guess we're all fucking liars.
Is someone going to
tell me what's going on?
- Don't.
- He just
What is this?
Lin, tell me.
Do you remember saying
someone told you
all the questions and
most of the answers in life
can be found in Shakespeare?
It was the night I
introduced you to Khader Khan.
You lied to me that night,
and you've been lying to me ever since.
Was it a setup from the start?
Using me to get Rujul,
Sagar Wada and all of it.
You two yanking me around on a string?
Was that your job? To keep me
interested, to make me care?
To make sure I stayed
where I was meant to be
to do his fucking bullshit?
What about when you took
care of me when I was sick?
Was that the same shit?
Just to lead me on?
- Even now you've got nothing to say?
- What can I say that'll make a
I want you to tell me
that I'm fucking wrong.
I told you everything
and you told me nothing.
Did you ever have any real
feelings for me at all?
Yes.
But you lied to me anyway?
Yeah.
Guess I should say thank you.
For the first time, I'm actually
glad I'm fucking leaving.
- You don't have to go.
- What?
You don't have to go anymore.
Everything you said is true.
But, please, listen to me. If
there's one thing I can do, I can
I don't want a thing from you.
I never wanna see you again.