Haddi

This guy?

Yeah.

Name's Shakun...

Harika works for him.

Such a sweet baby!

- Let me bless him. - Hey, stay away!

- May he have a long life! - Leave my baby!

Let's take him to our Guru Ma

- who will bless him! - What the hell! Let him go!

Go! Go! Go!

Start the car!

- Pull him in! Quick! - Help... Help.

What the...

- Why are you doing this?! - Shove him in!

HELP!

Do you know why people fear us, Hijras?

Because our blessings are all-powerful

and our curses

are annihilating.

Please have mercy... He's just a baby.

He's innocent.

But do you know what's worse?

Our vengeance!

Now tell me,

Who did this to my Gharana?

The eternal truth.

God is the eternal truth.

Where do you think you're going? Stop right there.

It's closed. Leave.

Closed?

Yes, it's closed. Take it elsewhere to cremate.

Take it elsewhere? But we booked it in advance.

Booked what, huh?

The cremation ground, of course.

It's not auspicious to cremate this late.

Bring the body back in the morning.

In the morning?

You want me to take my dead father back?

My friend, the power transformer blew.

But the lights are still on.

The electric cremation machine has gone kaput.

It might just zap your father back to life instead!

Why's the Police here?

Call Power Department.

Just leave, dude.

Don't bother! Cremate your father elsewhere.

His father, not mine.

- He's your father, right? - Yes.

Okay. What's his name?

Everyone used to call him Bhalla Ji.

But what did you call him?

- We also called him Bhalla Ji. - Great

I don't care if it's Bhalla or Dalla.

You guys get lost!

Dalla? Are you calling him a pimp?

How will a dead pimp around...

He called your dead father a pimp.

- How dare you call my father a pimp! - How dare you!

He's Bhalla Sahib, not Dalla Sahib.

What's the actual matter?

Just grab the body and scoot.

But why were the cops there?

Looked like a raid.

Listen, I got a call from Delhi.

We need to send all 15 bodies soon.

- By when? - Day after.

Day after? You think you'll be ready by then?

I doubt if...

Wait-wait.

Cops are raiding this place as well. Run dude!

Run for your life!

Stop! Get off it!

RUN! RUN! RUN! Run for your life, dickhead!

STOP!

STOP!

STOP!

Corpses are vanishing in Prayagraj.

We got a tip that

dead bodies are being stolen from various places.

But who gave you this tip?

It was an anonymous call.

An anonymous caller

and stolen dead bodies.

Dead bodies are being stolen in large numbers.

Listen...

They're linking it to organs smuggling.

We've with us Post Mortem specialist, Dr. Gupta.

Welcome, Dr. Gupta.

Why would anyone steal an old dead body?

No idea.

Internal organs of any dead body decay within hours.

So it can't be organ smuggling.

The bus is leaving.

Let's go fast.

Go-go-go.

Bareilly, Bengal,

they have raided all the hot spots.

Delhi is our only option now.

Yes, a bigger market,

but bigger risk too.

We'll have to convince Inder.

We can handle him.

Handle him?

Watch your back, smartass.

He's just like you, if you know what I mean.

He loves no one.

Runs a child trafficking ring disguis as an orphanage.

Now, he wants to enter politics with Pramod Ahalwat's help.

Even his own partners don't know of his political ambitions.

Imagine what will he do to you?

His partner doesn't know about this dead body business,

or his dream of entering politics.

He'll make me vomit your entire history.

Just tell him everything.

If he finds out that you...

Today we have Mr. Irfan Rizvi with us

who is single-handedly fighting for the Hijra Community.

Mr. Irfan Rizvi, why did you seek a stay order on Pramod Ahlawat's lands?

Pramod Ah law at has forcefully and illegally

usurped lands and houses that belong to Hijra Gharanas

and has thrown out the members of their community.

We have proof of all the crimes committed...

We will have to stop this interview n

and take you to the court where...

Pramod Ah law at...

That cop is here...

Sending you live location. Come fast.

Quite a drive 'round the block, huh?

Seven more and we'll be married.

What?

You're already married.

Whatever! And who are you texting, hu.

Who's keeping you busy, huh?

Confiscating my phone, officer?

Who am I?

Who am I, huh?

Singh am - That all?

Singham123.

Then let me pull out my Peter

to pay your Paul.

Listen, let's go to the back seat.

- What? - Slow slow.

- What were you saying, huh? - Slow down.

Over excitement affects the perform an

I've waited for long enough.

What? Not enjoying it?

I am. Listen...

- What? - Slowly slowly.

Slow, huh?

What are you up to?

You'll shoot me?

Forgot who am I?

Sorry.

Sorry?

Sorry?

Who are you?

Why do you take customers to such random spots?

I shared the live location on WhatsApp.

I almost died... Hold this.

Who is he?

Hey, who the fuck are you?

The guy who killed that cop.

What were you doing here, huh?

- I was blow... - Blowing who?

Stop interrogating him.

Can't you see he is one of us?

Will you at least help now?

Fuck, he's heavy!

Fuck!

Dickhead

wanted to marry me

had dreams of riding me.

Fuckin' prick.

He was a cop.

What if his uniform surfaces?

Who cares about a dead gay cop, huh?

Hey you!

Hey you, stop!

Stop!

Jogi... Jogi, don't.

What are you doing, dude? Have you lost it?

Use your brains.

He saw us kill a cop.

He didn't see us kill a cop, he killed one. Got it?

He's got balls.

Step aside. Now.

Want to work with us?

Want to get up my ass?

Shut up.

We've handled Pramod Ahlawat's job.

That cop died a romantic death.

No fuck ups, I hope.

No, it went smooth.

And that cop?

Dumped him down the river.

We stole his ride.

I saw.

Change the plates and get rid of it.

We can't keep a cop's car.

When will that idiot Bibek pay up?