Do you believe in God? God doesn't give a fuck. Yes, I knew how they have fucked you over for 20 years. Sometimes, I feel like I am God. It's my story. Everyone else is playing their part in it. And I connect them together. Bunty. Where is Bunty? Check inside your asshole. Listen. Yes, sir. I want Sartaj. Today. Right now.
Yes, sir. I don't know how this world came into existence, but I do know how it will come to an end. Okay, all right. Move back, move back. It's a gruesome murder. Must have been an expensive watch. Expensive enough to get him killed. Any witnesses? None. Sir, it's time for your hearing. Parulkar will be pissed if you're late.
Just say what Parulkar wants you to. Junaid had a weapon. A homemade gun. We warned him to surrender. But he responded by firing at Constable Raut. Constable Raut was shot and he fell down. The boy tried to run away, and Mr. Parulkar went after him. We had the area sealed. He couldn't have escaped. He pointed the revolver at Mr. Parulkar. Mr. Parulkar immediately warned him to put it down, but Junaid was going to pull the trigger.
Before he could fire Sir, before he could fire, Mr. Parulkar fired three rounds at him. What the fuck were you doing? Did you forget what we told you? Tell me. Are you going to turn us all in? What's happening? Majid? He was an 18yearold kid. Is there an age limit to become a terrorist? We could have arrested him. Is he new here? He was surrendering. There's so much filth in this city, Sartaj. We can't always follow procedure
Can you say that to his father? Have you ever solved a case? Do you want to be the next Ramakant Jadhav? Google him, he tried to testify too. Majid Go see a doctor. We'll talk tomorrow. Okay. Don't come. Tomorrow's report will state that you killed Junaid. Then what? It's a good thing Megha left you. He plays tennis. Ever played tennis? Ms. Megha is looking at us. Shall we go?
I won't ever forget Neither will I Once Dad decided to take us to the Golden Temple. It was a big deal for us. Visiting Amritsar Is the Golden Temple made of gold? Listen. The day we had to leave Dad was summoned to the police station. There had been an accident. A car had run over a beggar kid. Someone had to go to the hospital. Anyone could have gone. But Dad canceled the trip to Amritsar. I cried for days. I stole a 10rupee bill from Dad's wallet and burned it.
Back in 1990. Mom slapped me later. You know what my dad said? "I was meant to go and see that kid." I wanted to be like my dad. A good policeman. Sir, you worry a lot. Parulkar has the Inquiry Commission in his pocket. It doesn't matter what you do or say at this point. I was in the street blocking the exit. He came running towards me unarmed. He was in his late teens. Sir He started crying when he saw me.
Sir Sir, save me! Parulkar came from the other side. He's surrendering, sir! I yelled out that he was surrendering but he shot him. Sir, everything will be fine once you solve a big case. How will that happen? In the last ten years, all I've managed to do is catch Sonu, a pickpocket. Sir, do you believe in God? Who is this? Speak up, motherfucker. Who is this? I want to tell you a story. Go ahead. Who was it? I don't know. Some asshole.
Should I trace the number? Fuck! Forget about God. Do you believe in magic? Sometimes, I feel like my life is magical.
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