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With this water, here catch!
If you use tap water next time,
Get that? - Sorry sir!
What filth these guys have been up to!
Talisker. 1O years Single Malt.
As per you request!
Talisker is great, but I haven't
got the answer to my question.
Riya.
Her death certificate.
What were you thinking?
That if you destroy PPFPL,
Riya's soul would rest in peace?
Huh?
Revenge...
ls that what it is?
Not just the water,
even the blood here is owned by PPFPL.
This city is alive only on paper.
In reality, everyone's
epiry date has already passed.
Fountain Lab.
Mr Paddy is its biggest funder.
are made to order.
And that's why you
got Riya's hair sampled?
Dawn?
You want PIVIO? Huh?
Tulsi Ram Hospital Bikaner,
you'll get a confessional statement
from Bhagat Singh's widowed wife.
Thank you
Why do you want to
needlessly become a martyr?
Bhagat Singh committed suicide.
I'm sorry.
Why sorry?
About PPFPL...
Bhagat did it.
He did it for my treatment.
For him.
I'm ready to give a statement.
I got a letter.
knew everything about Bhagat.
His problems, his helplessness.
That he was buried in debt.
Everything!
I don't know how that
stranger knew about all this.
All I knew is that.
..money was to come into our account.
pay to secure our child's future.
He paid it, my Bhagat.
Can I ask for something
in exchange for this?
Yes.
Kindly take the return journey via train.
Train number 54701.
Q Kay-
Give me the file?
Get the car.
Yes Sir.
Uncle, don't smoke.
I have cancer. You'll get it too!
Tikoo, how many times have
I told you not to go alone'?
Wait, slowly...
He has bone cancer,
so his grip is weak...
Which side do you belong to?
As in?
I mean, are you a patient
or an insurance agent?
It's the cancer train, so I asked.
Your hair looks fine!
So I guess there's no chemo involved.
Are you done, son?
Go back to Bhatinda by train.
Train number 54701.
Blood, blood, blood!
A positive, B positive...
blood, blood!
Today's rate is 150 per packet!
Yes! Buy two and get one free!
Blood, blood, blood, blood!
Yes, anyone? Blood, blood!
A Positive, B Positive, O Positive,
A Negative, B Negative!
Chemo! First stage, Second stage!
Buy two and get one free!
- Chemo, Chemo Chemo, Chemo!
Chemo package insurance,
Chemo insurance, Chemo insurance!
Yes Uncle! Chemotherapy,
Chemo, chemo, chemo...
Look you know you are at the third
stage, there is no chance of survival.
So might as well secure
your family's future?
As soon as the last rites are done,
the money gets credited into the account.
My cut is 25 percent.
Come on, get it signed.
What stage are you at?
Chemo, Chemo Chemo!
First stage, Second stage!
The region that we are in today
is now the cancer belt of our country!
Every home has a cancer patient now.
AH the high-rises in this city have
their foundations deep below in heH.
Ahirudh had caught hold
of the real blood samples.
There were traces
of cancer to be found.
This city is alive only on paper.
In reality,
everyone's expiry date has passed.
The planning was the easiest bit.
Because the combat was with one's own.
A year of planning
and 3O seconds of combat.
Only the right pest
can destroy the Paddy.
I saw him on the cancer
train the first time.
That resourceful panther,
Sunday Singh.
Used to fake blood reports at PPFPL.
The most noble sacrifice in the world!
Blood donation!
Blood donation!
Blood donation!
Your very own blood donation drive!
Expert at forging
fake certificates- Ricky.
And..
The insider- Bhagat Singh.
I was aware of every
vein that ran through PPFPL.
The money would reach them, and
the messages would reach Bhagat Singh.
I had expertise in coding hence
all the messages were coded.
Each of them had their
own circumstances and dreams.
Bhagat Singh's wife had cancer.
Sunday, the middleman.
He had only one goal,
to make money at any cost.
And Ricky's dream was to go to Canada.
He also had cancer.
After the blast, I sent all three of them away
In all this ,even today Bhagat
Singh was the one who got martyred.
Terrorists only kill
a few thousands of people.
These people are destroying the lives
of generations with their poison.
The problem is of chemical contamination.
That is the potential cause of cancer.
Shaheed Bhagat Singh had said,
"For the deaf to hear,
blasts are needed".
That's what I did,..
..did such an explosion that their
eardrums were shattered.
That day with my daughter, I died too.
I just...
wanted to destroy them
before I got reduced to ashes.
Do you think being good is a scam?
Whether you call it the system,
a scam or life itself...
That's what it is.
The fingers that pull my
trigger run strictly on orders.
I'm no superman,
who can override the system.
But I'm not so weak either
Had studied it in Physics
Balance defines equilibrium.
That's exactly what I'm doing Sir.
Balancing.
You're thinking the right thing.
So...
What beckons me?
Asylum or custody?
Sleep my Child,
Sleep my Child,
I tuck you into a blanket
Like the clouds cradle the moon
I tuck you into a blanket
Like the clouds cradle the moon
As the universe fades
into tranquillity
Like the clouds cradle the moon...
Into the land of dreams
Let your eyes soak in sweet bliss
As you rest in serenity
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
A little lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
A little lullaby
The fireflies play with you
A game of hide and seek
In the skies above
As the dainty dewdrops
Tickle your little feet
And nudge the dawn away
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
A little lullaby
From behind the trees of heaven
Angels call out to you
As they shield you from the evil eye
And all the pain in the world
The breeze ies in
And geny opens the window
As the fragrance of calm
Wraps you in its embrace
l sing you a lullaby
A little lullaby
l sing you a lullaby
A little lullaby
My days are numbered, Papa.
This wasn't in your
target plan, right?
No, I forgot your target was for
me to run 200 meters in 2.5 mins.
300 meters in 5 mins.
Jogging...
Daily showers in cold water.
Air-force. Pilot.
I knew it...
That's why..
I tried to be a son
rather than a daughter.
As good as I could...
But you know this
being good is a scam.
It's all a scam.
It's all a scam. Bloody scam.
The sound of this running brook
that we are hearing right now...
I'll never be able to hear it again.
I won't be able to feel the wind.
I won't ever be...
able to see the mountains.
This...
I want to live.
I want to live.
l-low does it feel to breathe'?
L-low does it feel to
have a man around you'?
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