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case against those guys...

...who drive such an old car...

- Rascal...

You nincompoop, rascal, ae.

What do I do with you?

Stop abusing, that's all.

Why don't we...

- Let's not do anything.

Let's not do anything.

This is a huge scam.

Don't you get it?

We can't get involved in this.

So are we taking this

corpse for sightseeing?

What if someone sees him?

No. No one will see him.

Car's the safest place.

Haven't you seen...

...so many rapes

are committed in a car.

You've lost your mind.

We can't carry this

corpse around forever.

I suggest that we dump

this corpse and leave.

We'll be caught.

We'll definitely be caught.

We're bad luck.

I know...let's go to the

police and tell them everything

Yes, what will we say to them?

Sir, this corpse landed

in our car itself.

And died. -Yes!

You will kill me.

And anyway,

women are never spared alive.

PP, you? - Aunty, you?

Sorry aunty, you suddenly

appeared in front of the car...

Yeah, it's always we who

are at fault. - I was just...

I was out buying vegetables for you.

I didn't know that

you'll run-over me.

Where are you going?

Aunty, I'm heading for the Shani market

then the Buddh market and then...

Aunty, we're going home.

Yes, so that's where I am going.

- Aunty.

Cancer, how are you? - Not Cancer.

Aids. - It's the same thing.

No, au nty.

Sit in the front.

What are you doing?

Get out.

Let it be, let him sit there.

Aunty. - Let him sit there,

I'll sit at the back.

No, au nty.

I don't take up too much space.

No au nty.

Hurry UP-

Myself Preeto. And you?

He's a friend, aunty.

- Avinash Tripathi.

Yes, yes...

Yes Au nty.

He's a colleague.

I knew it...this face

should be on television.

Where's your family?

He's single.

Me too.

Relax. What's the hurry?

We'll meet later.

PP, drive carefully. - Yes.

Keep eyes on the road while driving.

Faster! Faster! Faster!

Killol's pricking me

like a nail in a broken chair.

What happened now, Nahata sir?

Something that's beyond imagination.

Killol abducted the corpse.

Kidnapping, of a dead body.

What else can a cheap

minister like him do?

But my name's Khwaja.

It's not easy to

snatch my chairmanship.

Sir, not that again.

Killol will prove that

you had the CBI inspector shot.

You'll lose your chairmanship.

And all the contracts that you...

...gave Nahata Constructions

will be cancelled.

Isn't that total loss?

We'll be at total loss when...

...I'll be spinning

the wheel in jail..

...And you'll be selling 'Khadi'.

Khwaja sir, our house is on fire...

...and you're warming your hands.

Nahata sir.

Yes.

This is politics,

if you can't tie your string...

...then don't wear pyjamas.

Get that?

- You're right, Mr. Khwaja.

Now you'll have to do something.

Please.

Sherry. In our

country...the law's blind.

The people are dumb.

Administration is deaf.

And anylhing's possible...

...amidst these three

monkeys of Gandhiji.

Khwaja sir, what do we need to do?

We need a corpse? - Another corpse.

Avinash Tripathi's final rites...

...will be performed

with national honor.

The pyre has to burn.

The corpse can be anyone.

You could've stopped

a little more further...

...it wouldn't have hurt your car.

Listen, come home.

Bring this Cancer too.

And yes...and your friend too.

Bye.

Please explain to me, PP.

What's happening?

We cannot keep him here.

We'll have to take him up.

Phone is ringing.

Phone is ringing.

Hi, love.

He)! you stupid!

I'll call you later.

It's okay.

Pick him up.

Pick him up.

He's stuck.

Oh no.

Lift him carefully, and with force.

What's going on, Mr. Prantab Pratap.

This is murder.

It can't be done in broad daylight.

Mr... Chatterjee... this corpse...

Exactly, the corpse.

This is the nation's corpse.

You must do something about this.

Correct.

Right.

Mister.

You look familiar.

See all you want.

Soon you won't see anyone here.

How can they serve

an eviction notice?

Eviction notice?

Who...

Who are they evicting?

- They're evicting me.

Him.

You.

They're evicting the entire society.

Mister...do you

own a shop at Sadar?

How can anyone evict us?

We have few principles.

Why are you quiet?

Say something.

He...doesn't speak much. - Yes.

You should expose Mr. Anand.

How can we...

Your friend's... too friendly.

Sometimes...

What are you doing?

Mr. Chatterjee, actually I was

reading the Residents of FSTTHS...

We can't do this story, sir.

Why not?

Because...

We're already burdened...

with a huge responsibility.

Yes.

Look. Look. Look.

The illegitimate children of...

corruption and consumerism.

I will tell Didi.

I'll strive, I'll fight, I'll win.

Come on.

I'll strive, I'll fight, I'll win.

Hello.

Monsoon, we've a body. - What?

I mean we've a dead body,

of Avinash Tripathi. - What?

Are you drunk, PP?

His body was cremated today.

With full state honors.

And they're even

showing repeat telecast.

Check your TV.

No, Monsoon.

Right here in my house,

in front of my eyes...

...his dead body's

lying right here.

I'll believe it when I see it.

Bring the dead body to

the channel office immediately.

Okay, Monsoon.

We're deeply sad about

Avinash Tripathi's death.

Sorry, Avi.

What are you doing?

That's my Tina's blanket.

Are you going to fly in it?

Tina's Superman.

Oh no. No network. - Now?

You two stay here,

I'll go get Monsoon?

Who?

No, brother. I am younger.

You stay here, I'll go get him.

No...l am elder, I'll go get him.

- No chance.

Don't leave me here

with this deadly body.

I see...- Don't go.

What happened to the respect now?

Rascal...

Come on.

Okay.

Come on.

All okay.

Sorry...we'll knock again.

What?

What happened? - Did you get hurt?

Idiots. Come back.

Have you brought the body?

Not body... Story!

Tremendous... story!

When you go up to receive

the journalist of the year award...

...don't mention us

in your 'Thank you' speech.

Shall we? - Come on.

Fools!

Where is it? - Here.

Oh no!

Where's the body?

Found it?

It's not here.

PP, I am stuck. - Madam...

Pull me out.

My shirt's stuck. Pull me out.

I told you...stay here with the body.

I didn't know...

it's a mobile corpse.

Runs away from the pyre, the car.

I told you to sit in the car.

I told you I'll go get Monsoon...

- It's your fault.

Shut up!

You think I'm afool.

You two never had that corpse.

Liars!

Monsoon. We really had that corpse...

- Prantab Pratap.

You're not just a bad journalist...

...but a cheap human being as well.

I had warned you two.

You two are finished.

Give me your I-cards right now.

Right now! Give it to me.

But... - No! Give it to me.

Yours too. - It's not my fault...

No. Give it to me.

Ridiculous.

No need to come to

the office tomorrow.

Get that.

Ma'am... - I don't

want to see... your faces.

But...where did the corpse go?

We searched for it high and low...

...but the corpse was in a car.

Very nice.

We run a free media.

Whether we highlight

the news or hide it...

...that depends on us.

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