Yeah, I couldn't take your call. I was at the briefing.
There's a car launch at the hotel tomorrow.
So we were finalizing the menu.
Sir, how did this happen?
This tramp... bloody bitch...
Who the fuck do you think you are to have this attitude?
She doesn't even allow me to kiss her.
And always...
That's my wish, you fucking bastard.
Didn't we set the rules before entering the room?
You bitch!
Meet me outside the hotel
and I will show you what a minister is capable of.
Go, get lost.
What are you staring at?
-Get me the first aid box. -Okay.
She has damaged a public face.
Sir, would you like me to call the police?
Are you okay?
He was threatening you that outside the hotel...
He won't do anything. Elections around the corner.
Don't take a cab. I'll drop you.
It's okay, nothing will happen.
Shirley.
Sorry, my car wasn't starting.
You work with Abha?
Did you have dinner?
NAINITAL 10. KM
I just called to say goodbye.
If you ever get a chance, visit me in Canada.
Just the way you came to Delhi from Mumbai.
Let's go.
The traffic will get bad soon. Meghna, hurry up.
Honestly speaking...
But when I look at my father...
I just don't want him to feel that he didn't do everything he could for me.
Sir, Avinash's records will be nearly 20 years old.
It will take us a while to retrieve them.
-Am I right, Mr. Rastogi? -Yes, sir.
-Mr. Rastogi. -Yes.
-Get it done fast. -Excuse me.
Do you have any staff member from those days
who is still working at the school?
It was the same story every year.
All the children would go home during the holidays.
Avinash's parents were dead,
and none of his relatives would come to take him home.
Avinash would stay here alone with Mr. Moorthy.
They had a close bond with one another. Almost like a father-son relationship.
Truly speaking, Avinash was unlike most children.
He made friendship with his books rather than with boys.
He would sit in one corner of the library all day.
Sir, is this man someone famous?
Can I get some water?
Rajesh, get a glass of water.
A man had come a few months ago
enquiring about the same person.
And he was limping.
I can never forget Avinash Sabharwal.
Principal Moorthy brought him to me.
But I was to move to Boston in a few days,
Avinash Sabharwal.
You'll find whatever you need in this.
This very video tape.
Please sit.
How are your studies? Did you make any friends at school?
-Why? -No one wants to be my friend.
Go to sleep, my baby
Go to sleep on the red bed
In medical terminology, it's called Dissociative Identity Disorder.
J's birth or activation was triggered during that accident.
That is the reason for his limp.
He had a limp in his walk.
The man who just left, he was walking normally, he wasn't limping.
I was in Alwar, Rajasthan.
If you have a limp, and it's natural
then it should show consistently in your walk.
I think the footprint is a size 10 or 11.
And his height must be seven or eight inches taller than mine.
Avinash recovered from the accident, but J could not.
Look, J was born to protect Avinash.
And Avinash will never know that he has a split personality.
Unless someone tells him.
So, simply put, yes, the body is one,
Avi, the curry is boiling on the stove, bread is in the oven, okay?
I've left the new jar of pickle out.
The car keys...
It's been three days since he contacted us.
I have the car launch party dinner.
Don't go.
I was thinking about having the next kitty party at your hotel.
Would be lovely if you can get me a discount.
Sure, just message me the date.
Tell me, how is Avinash?
I noticed he was limping the other day.
Is he fine now?
Take care of him. See you later.
-I'll text you the date, okay? -Sure. Bye.
Avi...
You didn't switch off the gas.
I told you 10 minutes.
Are you going somewhere?
You didn't go to the hotel?
No. But you asked me to...
Tie your laces.
I forgot to take my shawl...
He isn't answering my calls, either.
Jaiprakash.
Madam, I assure you, I don't know where Kabir is.
Even during his last case in Mumbai
he disappeared twice without informing anyone.
But when he returned, he had cracked the entire case.
That's his style, sir.
We call this style insubordination, Prakash.
And it's punishment begins with suspension.
JP, contact everyone who is on this case.
Yes, sir.
My wife's call...
Yes. Let's go.
I don't understand...
Even I am unable to understand...
-It's Kabir. -What?
Yes, sir.
I couldn't answer the phone because I was inside...
Prakash, Ravan killer is Avinash.
Detain him immediately. I am coming.
Hello. Prakash...
Prakash, wait for me...
Yes, tell me.
Okay.
Let's go.
We are screwed!
Let's go.
-JP, buddy... -Yes.
Since when does she help us?
Madam only ever helps herself.
The house is locked and he's left his phone behind.
Switch it off, don't put your phone on silent.
-It was... -Switch it off.
Me, too?
-But my phone isn't ringing. -His wife... what's her name?
Abha. Abha ma'am.
-Isn't she a chef in some hotel? -Yes.
The number you are calling is currently switched off.
I've checked everywhere, ma'am, but she isn't around.
When I asked the hotel staff, they said that she hasn't come in today.
Why?
Ma'am, trust me.
Kabir will definitely know where they are now.
Sir, Avinash is not at home.
And he's left his phone at home.
Even his wife hasn't shown up at work today.
Trace his wife's mobile. She is involved, too.
She is the same woman from Natasha Garewal's murder.
Sir...
I'll reach Delhi in an hour and call you.
Where have you been? I've been trying to call,
but your phone is either switched off or you're not answering.
Poor network here, sir.
It's all because of "brought to you by..."
The service providers are really bad.
As soon as I reach...
Sorry, Kabir. You can't reach anyone.
Turn off your phones. Jaiprakash, turn off your phone.
I was doing just that.
I've sent the location.
Rakesh, I want you to track a mobile number immediately.
Last night when I met you both...
it was a reality check.
I've made the mistake of getting personal in this profession once.
I saw the same innocence in you which I once had.
I'm gonna miss that.
Forever.
For the world, you might be Avinash,
but for me, you'll always be J.
Abha's phone is on the move. An hour away from here, towards Faridabad.
-Move in that direction. -Yes.
-What happened? -What...
I don't know.
Not sure what happened.
Wonder what's wrong with it.
I'll have to check, ma'am.
I'll be back in a moment, ma'am.
Jaiprakash, what's happening?
-I am fixing it. -Fixing what?
Checking for a loose wire or something.
Just call for another car, please.
Not needed, ma'am. I'll fix this in a jiffy.
Hurry up with whatever you are doing, Jaiprakash.
It's done, ma'am.
What were you doing?
Let's do this together.
Help me with my promotion
and I will help you in preventing your suspension.
Tejinder and I are old...
Ma'am.
Sir asked me to drop you home.
Come, please.
Sir...
What happened in Nainital?
You mean, sir, the Ravan killer is inside Avinash.
Sir, take the next right.
That's correct. That's the right way.
Go to sleep, my baby
Pritpal Singh...
Natasha Garewal...
Angad Pandit. I know him.
-Where were you? -The cafe next door.
One 40 milliliter vial, and the other one's half.
Abha, everything seems to be connected with my past.
I am a psychiatrist...
And who can play mind games better than a psychiatrist?
I don't know. It's all become such a blur, Abha.
I noticed he was limping the other day.
Is he fine now?
Take care of him.
Siya!
Siya! Siya!
Siya!
Avi...
Take the left.
Sir... the car.
What is Abha doing in a place like this?
-Why did you come here? -Avi, what are doing?
Why?
-Avi, you are hurting me. -She left me because of you.
Shirley left me.
It's all your fault.
Whoever came close to me, eventually left me.
First Pa, then Shirley.
Shirley!
And now it's time for you to go, too.
You are all Ravan!
All are Ravan!
Siya! Siya!
Where is Siya?
Siya?
Mama.
-Abha! -Kabir... Avi...
Avi's there...
-Abha, calm down. -Siya was with him!
Siya...
Mama.
Don't move.
Siya...
Papa.
-Siya! -Abha!
Siya!
J.
JP, take Gayatri with you. Call backup.
-Where is he? -Okay, come.
Come with me. Let's go.
Sir, I'll check this way.
Siya!
Mama.
Siya!
Mama.
Siya!
Mama.
Siya!
Mama.
J...
Let Siya go.
I know everything about you. I can help.
No one will do anything.
Neither you nor Avinash.
I don't have anyone!
How many times...
how many times will I fall and get back up?
How many times?
Mama!
J, Siya is Avinash's daughter.
Imagine what will Avinash go through if something happens to Siya.
Nothing will happen to Avinash.
Nothing.
Because I am always there for him.
From school till today,
I have always been there for him.
Natasha's slap...
it was me.
Himanshu in the fire... it was me again.
Pa...
Goofy...
it was always me.
Since childhood till today...
only I got to be in the darkness...
not Avinash.
Avinash had the entire world to himself.
I had nothing.
I can understand your pain.
You were wronged.
But what you're doing now is wrong.
Let Siya go. She has not done anything to you.
Mama!
J...
Let Avinash out...
Mama!
-Only you can save her. -No!
Mama.
Do you remember, Avinash?
Siya's sixth birthday.
You showed me the picture.
She wasn't smiling.
Papa...
Everything that you are up to...
Siya.
Avinash, you are the one who has kidnapped Siya!
It's our daughter. It's Siya!
Siya...
No...
Mama!
Hey, stop! Stop!
Avi...
Avi, you promised you'll bring Siya back.
You won't let anything happen to her. You'll get her back.
Papa...
Siya.
What happened to you?
Mama.
J, stop! Stop.
J...
Don't do this. Don't let me do this.
My name is Krishnan Moorthy.
Don't worry about Avinash, Pa. I will always protect him.
In this entire case, you are just a victim, Abha.
That's all that we have to stress on.
Everything I did, I did willingly.
You can either side with the truth
or with your daughter Siya.
Taking someone's life in order to save your family,
is it right or wrong,
nobody has the answer.
While Siya came back, she was separated from Avinash forever.
And because of my one lie, Siya will always have that parent.
Let us commence the bail plea hearing of Mrs. Abha Sabharwal.
She decided the puppy's name herself.
Goofy.
She remembered.
Last night when I was tucking her in...
she asked me, when Papa comes back home,
how will we know if it is Papa or Bad Uncle?
The doctors are happy...
and nothing untoward has happened in the past one year...
Coming up next on stage, from our asylum,
the last performer of the annual cultural program.
Avinash, let's go. You're up next.
You know what, whenever I meet you,
Presenting the next performance.
Let's give a big round of applause for...
Avinash Sabharwal.