Ee Rajeev Gandhi Alla

October. Yes.

I joined the police force

in October 1998.

Eight years.

Number eight.

My lucky number.

During my first two years in the department

my job was to file FIRs and crime reports

while wearing the police uniform.

If I polished my boots on Monday

I wouldn't need to polish them again, for a week.

My revolver was constantly asleep in its holster.

It was during 2000-2001 that I joined the CCB

for the very first time.

Over there, I was joined by

Shravya, Bikku, Musa and Vivek Acharya.

We five, were tough and belligerent police officers.

As soon as we joined the crime branch

our police uniform wasn't used much

and the revolver in the holster started to speak.

We were called the 'Five men army'

of the Central Crime Branch department.

We were the best, best of the best shoot-out specialists.

'EE RAJEEV GANDHI ALLA'

You have a call.

Hello? - Raj? - Good morning, sir.

Very good morning. - Tell me, sir.

Report to me immediately. Okay? - Yes, sir. - Right.

Let's move.

They murdered minister, Shobhraj.

You know about it, don't you? - Yes, sir.

They killed his wife and his son in a car crash.

Do you remember? - Yes.

Now, only his second son is left alive.

He's receiving threatening calls too.

Now, the only evidence in our possession

is this cassette.

This is a record of the telephonic conversation

that took place during that time.

Their intention is simple. Money.

They're threatening to murder him if we don't pay up.

If we ask his family about the origin of the calls

they say that they're being made from Dubai.

In fact, the caller ID shows a Dubai number too.

Sir, if we bring an international roaming SIM card from Dubai

and use it in Bangalore, we'll still get a Dubai number

on the telephone ID.

Mr. Raj, I'm assigning this case to your group.

Who are they? Which group do they belong to? Where are they now?

I want the answers to these questions immediately.

Sure, sir. - One more thing, Mr. Raj.

That boy is the only heir of the Shobhraj bloodline.

I know, sir.

The one who waits is greater than the one who kills.

Our crime branch is working on his behalf.

My sincere advice.

The media must get no information regarding this situation.

Sir, can I say something?

If they're getting their livelihoods out of writing about us

let them write, sir.

Let them earn their bread by writing about us.

Sir, if you don't mind, may I? - Please carry on.

Thank you, sir.

My dear boys.

If situation demands, clean them up.

Have you checked all the old files in the records room?

Yes. - Are you sure? - Cent percent.

'Smoking/tobacco kills.'

'Hey! Where is Shobhraj's son?'

'Does he have presence of mind?'

'Hasn't he learnt a lesson'

'after killing his mom and brother in a car crash'

'and murdering his father?'

'I'll ensure that his name doesn't appear on a ration card.'

'Be careful!'

'I won't fire only two bullets like I did to his father.'

'I'll fire ten bullets at him.'

'I want the money by sunset

'or else, he'll be dead by tomorrow.'

Friends, when Shobhraj was killed

we took two people into our custody.

One of them got out on bail.

Who is he?

Rajendra? - No, I don't think so.

At that time

he was against Samson, wasn't he?

Yes, you're right.

Bikku. - Yes?

You're in charge of the Indiranagar Crematorium South Block.

Right. - Musa.

West gate is under your control. - Yes.

Seena alias Camel?

He was in Bellary jail at the time.

'Layout' Manja, 'Earing' Seena..

Aftab?

Vivek. - Yes? - You lead them. - Okay.

Tanveer. - Tipu.

Tipu.. Got it.

Get ready, let's move.

"Get on the bike with a burning desire!"

"Yes, girl! Be my lady to go around now.."

"To.. To get down!"

Make it fast.

Move!

Move!

There.. Now, depart!

What? - We're from the Crime Branch. Come outside.

Don't you have anything better to do?

Get lost.

You bastard!

Hey..

Bastard!

Shravya.

Do you know whom you shot?

He came to attack me, Raj. So, I had to counter-attack.

There was no other go.

I'm not talking about that.

You've killed the guy

who was on the wanted list before I joined the department.

Do you want him to be saved?

Crap. They are like contagious diseases.

They keep spreading this disease called rowdyism, all around.

Just take him down.

Victoria Hospital?

Yes, Laksmirayanpura slum.

Who is it? - Ambulance. - What? - I'm calling an ambulance.

Do these cheap bastards deserve that?

Call the corporation waste disposal vehicle.

Another rascal is going to be shot down inside.

Hey, officers.

Oh, you guys are here.

Why, sir? Are you scared of the press?

We're not afraid of killers.

Do you think that we'll be afraid of irritating people?

Look.

We're fighting today for your better tomorrow.

'Today, in Lakshmipuram near Indira Nagar circle'

'feared gangster, Tipu, was shot to death'

'in a heated battle between the City Crime Branch'

'and the city's underworld.'

'The City Crime Branch had been searching'

'for Tipu since a long time.'

'After receiving a tip-off in the morning'

'they raided his suspected hideout.'

'Tipu had murdered eight people.'

'He was the prime suspect in MLA Ramamurthy's murder.'

'Tipu used to work for the underworld don, Samson.'

'Actually'

'we didn't know how long they'd been staying in this area.'

'The police came all of a sudden.'

'He fired and so did they.'

'That's all I know.'

'This is Bhavana reporting for NDTV 24 by 7.'

Mr. Mariswamy. - Tell me, sir.

The press has been accusing the police department

for being underworld police, of late.

Let them say what they like, sir.

We thought that they were knowledgeable.

Now, we know that they exaggerate news.

Consider that we tried Tipu in court without evidence, sir.

He would be out the very next moment

and commit a few more murders.

There's no loss in killing one man

if the lives of 4 to 5 innocent men are saved, right?

That's true.

But isn't the reputation of the entire police force being ruined

by one policeman like Rajiv?

No.. Never, sir.

A semblance of peace still prevails in the city

thanks to Rajiv and his team. - It might be.

To be frank

all five of them are growing into heroes.

Try to have a hold on them, I say.

Keep them in check.

Okay, sir.

Hi. - Hello. - Good morning.

Good morning. When did you wake up?

A while back. - What about him?

Yes, he's getting ready.

Why is he so silent?

Coffee? - Yes, sure. Why not?

Is it late? - No, there's time.

What is this?

Use washing powder and wash it. Everything will go away.

Shoot-out 16, 17.

Will the bloodshed end at this or..

17 means 8.

Number 17, 26, 35, 44, 53, 62, 71, 80.

All add up to 8, my lucky number.

There's no end to the number 8.

Similarly, there's no end to encounters.

No end.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You've changed so much in 4 years.

I was a man. Now, I'm an animal. Is that it?

You've become a hunter.

What can I do? The society has become a forest.

Hey!

Hi! - Hi!

When did you wake up? - Long back. - Long back?