Barua!
Promise me.
What?
If I die,
there's a trunk in my house.
It has my paintbrush set.
Burn that in my funeral pyre.
I also need you to promise, in case you survive.
What?
You'll draw my portrait.
Okay?
I'd rather die!
What?
Don't you have a mirror at home?
Brigadier!
Oh!
Don't bother about me.
I won't survive.
I am not blind, brigadier.
I have one eye intact.
Nothing will happen to you. Easy. Easy.
Just go away.
- Go. - I won't survive.
I won't survive.
Go.
I do have a mirror at home, brigadier.
If I abandon you,
no matter how ugly,
I will never be able to look at my face!
Brigadier.
"Charlie Chopra"
"Area Gaddakhana"
"Near Sherawala Gate"
"Patiala, Punjab"
"147001"
"Charlie Chopra"
"Tougher the case, lesser the fees."
Words cannot express my shame and guilt
for killing my best friend,
and an innocent woman, Nikki.
Meherbaan was a successful businessman
and an incredibly wonderful friend.
After the mishap with my eye, I became an alcoholic.
He not only saved me
but also gave me a reason to live.
Ski resort.
I soared to the skies seeing others ski!
And then all of a sudden I came crashing down.
Meherbaan wanted me to return the life he gifted me.
Selling off everything is not a good idea, brigadier.
You should wait a couple of years after marriage.
I've heard that bad deeds should be delayed,
And good ones done right away.
The problem is what's good for me is bad for others.
How about leaving the ski resort out of this deal?
No, I promised Nicole.
She will be an equal partner in all my wealth.
Then we will invest it together. I can't break my promise to her.
Besides, I'm tired of my bloody relatives and well wishers.
All of them are eyeing my wealth.
They can't wait for me to die.
And you think I am like them?
I don't.
I thought you'd be happy for me.
I am happy, brigadier.
But this is a death sentence for me.
This deal won't just sell the ski resort
but my life, soul, and identity.
Then consider it gone.
C'mon, Barua.
Don't be so melodramatic.
Life goes on.
You'll get a job somewhere.
Have some faith in destiny and some grilled chicken.
There was a time when I had no choice but to save Meherbaan
and today I have no choice but to
kill Meherbaan.
I waited for Dr Rai's part during the weekend dinner tradition.
Because he used to hold a séance after dinner.
I was aware of Wasima's mental disorder.
I'd weakened her by changing the
pills in her medicine bottles.
- Hi. - Hello.
- How are you, dear? - All good, thanks to Allah.
- Dear? - Yes?
Here are your medicines.
- Thank you. - A month's stock.
Death. I see death.
Wasima!
Lady Rose!
Stop this. She's scared.
Brigadier Rawat is dead.
May he rest in peace.
I must go.
- Where are you going? - Manali.
What? How will you?
Like I do every Sunday, on foot.
Sir! The time of death in the post-mortem report is between 7 and 8.
It takes around 2 hours on foot to go from Solang to the brigadier's house.
If Col. Barua left between 7 and 7:30 from Solang,
how did he reach Manali in half an hour?
Did he have wings to fly?
Funny guy, Barua did fly!
He didn't use wings but skis.
I was now a dead man.
A ghost wandering in the valleys of Solang for years
eager to avenge his death.
I challenged myself.
If I lost, I'd die.
If I won, Meherbaan would.
For the first time in life, fate favoured me.
I was happy
that I could still maintain my 40 miles per hour record.
For the people in Solang, I was going on foot
and I was hours away from Meherbaan's home braving a snowstorm.
You're mad, colonel. You risked your life on a stormy night to get here.
That bloody cheat Rai has got you.
You know you could've died.
No one would even find your body.
Who left these keys here?
Jimmy.
You know, I thought Jimmy was the only one in the family
who wasn't after my money.
But I was so bloody wrong.
Here, lemonade.
- Thank you. - Cheers.
What else did Lady Rose say in that séance?
Same thing over and over.
Death. I see death.
Blood. There's so much blood.
He's dead.
You are dead.
I'm alive.
Only for me.
Meaning?
I mean you're dead for the rest of the world.
I don't understand.
Brigadier was fast asleep.
And I was waiting for Hanif.
This early today?
Uncle, I left my key inside.
Uncle!
Uncle! I know you're inside.
Uncle, please open the door.
Hanif, why are you standing outside? What happened?
Sir won't open the door.
- How long has it been? - Over 15 minutes.
Brigadier!
As per Meherbaan's will, after his death,
I would inherit the ski resort.
But Nikki barged in and shattered my dream.
Here's the proof, darlings. I'm pregnant with his child.
The first sin is always tough on your soul.
Then you get used to it... you feel nothing.
I wanted only a miscarriage
but unfortunately she died.
Charlie is a really good detective.
But the police ignored her murder theory.
I was beginning to relax.
But then Hanif made an issue about brigadier's missing shoes.
Did you find the brigadier's shoes?
No.
Jimmy is sure someone was in the house when he went back to get the key.
What? Who?
Charlie was beginning to get in my way like Meherbaan and Nikki.
Mr Barua, please help!
That Charlie survived was probably
a sign that my end was near.
The shoes were right here.
Did the brigadier's ghost take them away?
Brigadier's killer.
Meherbaan used to say that if defeat is inevitable in war,
accept it with dignity.
So, I am following my best friend's advice.
And doing that today, Anand Barua.
The court has acted upon the police's request
and has given orders of Jimit Nautiyal's acquittal.
Jimit Nautiyal.
Charlie!
Shhh
Hurry along, journalists and my editor want to meet you.
The case is closed.
What will you get from that recording now? Let's go.
- I see death. - The one who's still hiding.
Who?
The murderer's killer.
Meaning?
Changing Wasima's medicines wasn't enough.
How did he know that
Lady Rose would appear right then
and possess Wasima?
Such an intricate plan
couldn't be left to chance.
There's something fishy about the suicide note.
C'mon, yaar. Let it be Stop quibbling
My instincts tell me something else.
Mom used to say, when you're Tied up in knots
follow your heart, not your mind.
Released?
From jail,
not you.
Guilt button! Not going to work any more.
So cheesy, Jimmy.
I'll take your leave. Excuse me.
Aunty Janki is having a dinner tonight at her place so...
I was asked to bring you along.
Me? Why?
All of them want to thank you.
They want to apologise.
Including me.
Please don't say no, Charlie.
Who leaked your video?
I'm sorry, Charlie.
Maya didn't.
I've to call my editor.
You knew it was Maya?
How?
She loved my cap.
Did someone else also have your video?
Maya leaked the video, Charlie.
She was blackmailing me.
I told her I went to my brigadier uncle to get money but
- when I got arrested she... - No.
She swore upon you she didn't leak the video.
She has sworn in the past too. She's lying.
And you're hiding the truth.
C'mon, Jimmy.
You can be honest with me.
At least for once.
How did you get that video?
Maya sent it to me after Jimmy's arrest
threatening to leak it.
I gave her whatever little money I had
assuring her I'll pay her once we get
uncle's insurance money.
But she didn't wait she leaked the video.
Do you believe him?
What's your date of birth?
Date of birth?
Why?
I want to get your horoscope made!
- Charlie. - Hello.
- Welcome. - Hello.
Hello.
Welcome.
Congratulations, Charlie.
Charlie.
That calls for a toast.
Let me grab a glass.
Glass.
to brigadier Rawat.
- To Brigadier Rawat. - To Meherbaan.
Charlie, I would like to thank you
on behalf of everyone present here.
You saved our family
and our family's honour.
Thank you is an understatement.
We can't thank you enough.
No, Mohan uncle.
On the contrary, I want to apologise to you all.
- What? - C'mon Charlie! Apologise for what?
I couldn't save Col. Barua.
C'mon now, don't be so humble.
It was impossible to save Barua.
He had decided to commit suicide.
It wasn't a suicide but murder, Miss Bharucha.
Meaning?
I mean, someone killed the killer,
who's still roaming free and is here in this room.
In this room?
Who?
I don't know.
Then who does?
Lady Rose.
We don't want to be a part of this.
- Come, Wasima. - No, mom.
Neither am I weak, nor are you a dacoit.
- Listen Wasima... - Mom!
If this is the only way to find the killer,
I'm ready.
Death.
- I see death. - Wasima...
Wasima...No. No.
- Wasima... - I see death.
I'm sorry I had to do this.
- Welcome, Lady Rose. - Wasima...
- Wasima! - Billu.
Wasima...
Don't worry.
Wasima...
Janki, please do something or she'll die.
Please do something, Janki.
Janki...
My child.
Mother.
My child.
What was that?
It was Lady Rose's mercy
which you people spurned.
No, Rai uncle.
That was deception, trickery, and fraud.
Nonsense!
Yes, this nonsense is called a hypnotic trigger.
Psychologists practising hypnosis
generally use it during treatment.
They use it to create delusion in the patient's minds.
And gain control over their ability to think and reason.
A hypnotic trigger is something that
a hypnosis subject can't perceive.
It causes them to do something automatically and unconsciously.
Triggers tend to be more along the lines of a specific spoken word,
a phrase, or even a sound.
These sounds can be as minimal as a sound of a whistle,
a chant, or a low-pitch humming.
Sorry, Rai uncle.
Charlie, have you gone mad?
You're accusing Janki!
Why would Janki kill Barua?
Because Col Barua wanted to shatter the dream
that she saw by killing the brigadier and Nikki.
Col Barua thought he'd be safe by taking away the ski boots hidden in the attic.
But Janki aunty knew
there were other things that would lead me to Col. Barua.
You must thank me Janki.
A slight delay and we'd get caught.
It's your fault, col. You should've been more careful.
Yeah, of course.
Why do you have Sorbite here?
For my heart.
I was so worried I thought I'd get a heart attack.
Be careful, colonel.
An overdose can be fatal.
I wish you were a little careful in writing the suicide note.
You alone called brigadier by his name.
Meherbaan.
- To brigadier Rawat. - To uncle.
- To brigadier. - To my brother.
- To Mr Rawat. - To Uncle.
- To brigadier. - To Meherbaan.
You leaked Jimmy's video from Varun's phone
because you wanted me to leave Jimmy
and drop the investigation.
I'd go back and I did.
But to your disappointment, I came back.
But more than my return you were disappointed
That I survived.
It's karma.
You tried to kill me but your husband saved me.
Change the password on your phone.
What?
Everyone knows it's your date of birth.
1812
Things close to the eye
often appear blurred.
Photos.
Remember this?
Jimmy!
Feel like pulling your cheek!
Old memories.
Beautiful earrings.
You were the mysterious woman in brigadier's paintings.
You were the only person he ever loved.
He didn't love me.
He abandoned me.
He abandoned his own son.
He abandoned us.
Meherbaan was selfish.
He was the killer, not me.
He killed me twice.
Once for the fear that I got in the way of his murder
and second time, for lust.
Lusted for a girl 40 years younger!
Whose love was true?
Who killed whom?
Meherbaan's world revolved around his canvas.
Nothing mattered to him apart from his paints and brush.
Not even me.
I knew this
yet I got carried away to the point
where another life started beating in me.
"I won't unravel the musings of my heart"
"How do I reveal the ache of the heart?"
"I won't unravel the musings of my heart"
Janki, I'm not backing out of marriage.
I hardly earn anything from my art.
I barely manage, how will I run a household?
Please, Janki. I feel really bad.
But abortion is our only option.
I didn't want to lose my child at any cost.
"My swollen eyes hidden"
"My fake laughter unheard"
"My wounds I won't unravel in public"
I know you loved me.
I knew
you'd be there for me always.
And I
will learn to love you eventually.
And I did.
I love you.
I love you very much.
I love you so much.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Meherbaan didn't paint ever again.
He couldn't come to terms with the fact
that I chose his brother over him.
He wanted me to wait for him,
wait for him to succeed.
When he joined the army, I felt
I was finally free.
But I was wrong.
Varun followed in his footsteps
and joined the army.
Then the accident!
And I was at Meherbaan's mercy once again.
Doctors, hospitals, operations...
He did give money but like alms and charity.
As if keeping his son alive was a burden to him.
What a pleasant surprise!
You started painting again.
It's beautiful.
Yes.
She is.
She?
You preferred keeping distance from your subjects.
I was wrong.
You always have been!
Won't you finish it?
Some things are beautiful incomplete.
Unlike some complete ones!
We've found a donor in Istanbul.
Everything from the hospital to doctors are ready.
You said that about Sri Lanka too.
You know, Meherbaan, it was our bad luck.
Who would know there would be an economic crisis?
How much do you need?
We've arranged around 30.
How much do you want, J?
One.
Let me discuss with Nicole and come back to you.
Excuse me!
What did you say?
You'll discuss with Nicole?
That 20-year-old girl will decide about our son?
About his future?
Let's not get personal here.
Our child's life
was a choice you made
not we.
Oh! You couldn't kill him then so you'll do it now!
Please don't put words into my mouth.
For god's sake, take responsibility for your actions for once.
Had you agreed that day, so...
So?
You wouldn't be here with a begging bowl.
I was tired of begging!
Sorry, mom.
I wanted what was mine.
Varun's share.
One day Barua came to me for counselling.
Skiing isn't a sport for me.
It's my reason to live.
He wants to snatch my life away.
Janki,
I think of suicide day and night.
Barua was willing to die for his dream.
For me it wasn't a dream, but necessity.
It was my right.
During the counselling sessions,
I started working on Wasima's subconscious.
Gradually, I took control over her mind.
Death. I see death.
- Wasima.... - Lady Rose
- Who is dead? Who is... - Wasima...
She's lucky.
Sir, the child is scared.
Stop this.
Lady Rose Who is dead?
Oh I'm so sorry.
Brigadier Rawat.
C'mon, Rai uncle, mom dropped that photo.
But I never wanted
Jimmy to be accused of murder,
Nikki's death,
Barua's murder,
the end of your relationship with Jimmy. I never wanted any of that.
I did all of this to keep my child alive.
I did it for my family.
Sorry, I got delayed because of the post-mortem report of Col. Barua.
Brace yourselves. He died of an overdose of Sorbite.
So, where will you go?
To find fear.
Is that so?
Fear?
When mom was around,
I was scared
of losing her.
She took my fear away when she left.
I found it in Jimmy.
Wonder where and when I'll find it again.
Fear!
Tell me...
Will you forget me?
Will you let me?
You're on national TV.
I can't avoid you screeching even if I want to!
Himachal's day and night with your dear Sitaram Bisht.
Wait a minute.
Careful... you might slip.
Hold on.
Not just me,
A mob of journalists will be waiting for you.
A detective is born.
Charlie Chopra solves the Solang murder mystery.
Hello, Charlie.
Charlie...
You dig up everyone's truth
But you bury your own
Your mother isn't buried yet
What?
Look within.
Fuck a duck!
"Charlie Chopra"
"Area Gaddakhana"
"Near Sherawala Gate"
"Patiala, Punjab"
"147001"
"Charlie Chopra"
"Tougher the case, lesser the fees."