Malang (मलंग)

Waiting for him

To arrive tonight

Just a little longer

Waiting for him

To arrive tonight

Let him arrive, my restless heart

You can shower all your love

Shubu, shubu, shubu, shubu

Shubu

Shubu, Shubu, Shubu, Shubu

Shubu

-You have style. -What style?

Goa isn't what it used to be, Tony.

Earlier there were Russians, Europeans.

-Israelis. -Israelis who would come here.

Eat one meal, smoke weed, get high.

But one meal is never good for business.

Not good at all.

Ever since those Dil Chahta Hai boys came here

and clicked pictures at Chapora Fort,

every Indian has been flocking to Goa.

Goa meaning, Dude Alley.

Dude Alley.

But one good thing about Indian tourists is, they come with family.

Wife, kids, or even parents.

Separately... But they have three meals a day.

And eat their fill.

So even small-time bar owners build family restaurants.

And even I took advantage of the situation.

You didn't just take advantage.

You built an empire around it.

Listen.

Remember Feroz, the guy that worked with you.

What's the deal with him?

Look, I brought him here from Bihar.

Gave him a job.

Gave him a salary.

I put food on his plate.

A place to stay. He said he wants to bring his family over.

I helped them all settle down.

One day I said, these tourists that come here,

serve them beer,

and give them a chance to try something.

You mean try?

He refused.

He said it's immoral.

I said, to hell with intentions. I'm telling you to do it.

I'm your boss. I say do it. He said no .

And I slapped him.

Later he threatens me that he'll go to the police

and he'll tell them about me, ten years of my effort will go waste.

So I killed him.

He must be there...

-Where's the body? -Dumped it in Dudhsagar Falls.

His wife thinks he ran away with some foreigner.

Who cares about the family?

But the restaurant should never close down.

You bro, are a great man.

But let me tell you

my family's coming over.

It's Christmas eve after all.

My family's coming.

My wife, my parents, kids.

And for Baby John...

Come on, Borkar, time to go to work. Save me, Lord!

Check him. See if he's dead or not.

Checking.

He's still alive.

The gun we seized yesterday at the raid, put it in his hand.

And wipe the fingerprints with a wet wipe.

We killers never have our heart in the right place.

Shubu, Shubu, Shubu, Shubu

Shubu

Shubu, Shubu, Shubu, Shubu

Wants to run a family restaurant.

SHO Agashe.

I want to report a murder, sir.

Inform your local police station.

It hasn't happened yet, I am about to do it.

You dog.

It's Christmas eve and not April Fool's day. Don't try to fool me.

It's going to be a very long night.

Happy Solstice.

What? Hello.

Hello.

Father, find someone like Michael for my sister as well.

A match like Michael and Teresa are only made in heaven.

Catholic values, respect for the church, they are not made anymore.

After 15 long years, she is pregnant.

I've taken his contact number.

When Teresa and Bonnie were growing up,

we were afraid that Bonnie would have to join the merchant navy.

-Come on. -But look now,

he's home for at least three months in a year.

And our family's growing.

I'll check on the cake.

Supper's ready. Everyone's waiting.

Teresa.

There's something I wanted to tell you.

What?

I...

Sorry to disturb you all. Is Mr. Michael at home?

Michael.

I have to meet him regarding a case.

You don't have to remember everything, but always remember one thing.

Sir.

Cause of death, blunt force trauma to the head.

He was subjected to many more such wounds before he was killed.

Seems like the motive was robbery. There's extensive damage.

We're still making a list of missing items.

It's not a robbery.

Thieves don't announce their arrival.

The victim's name is Victor Ferns.

DSP, Special Cell.

He was an officer from your department.

I know.

He was a friend.

But one thing still puzzles me.

The destruction left behind doesn't look like one man's job.

Seems like there were at least half a dozen men.

This is the job of one man, Pandey.

But you must say there were at least half a dozen.

Otherwise, people will laugh at you.

One guy took out a Special Cell officer.

Look at how he hung him, Borkar.

Yes, sir.

Like one hangs a medal on the wall.

-He enjoyed killing him. Right? Right. -Yes, sir.

This is personal.

The victim was from Special Cell. From my team.

And this is our case.

We don't need the Crime Branch.

I came for a stroll after dinner.

You see, the murderer called me before committing the crime

and said he's going to kill someone.

And I thought I should check whether he was joking or if it was a challenge.

It turned out to be a challenge.

And you know...

Agashe loves a challenge.

Everyone knows about you, Agashe.

Your "Redemption by instant justice" won't work here.

Do you have a rupee, Pandey? Give it to me.

I am in mood of giving advice.

But I never give it for free.

And if I charge for my advice, people will think I am corrupt.

Take my advice and keep yourself busy with the facts.

Because whoever did this is not an ordinary killer.

He's a monster.

One can strike fear

only when he fears nothing.

Make you suffer to death when one's lost something himself.

This is not the end, it's just the beginning.

Wait and watch,

tonight is going to be one of the darkest nights.

And the silence will be deafening.

The caravan has set out

On this journey

The caravan has set out

On this journey

No strings attached No place to be

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

Vagrant

Like an ascetic

My heart wanders around

Like an ascetic

My heart wanders around

Where will fate take me next?

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

Vagrant

There's wind beneath my feet

Nothing can hold me down

There's wind beneath my feet

Nothing can hold me down

I've left the shores far behind

To go as far as I can with the tide

The days keep passing by

The roads may end But not the journey

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

I want to be vagrant Vagrant, vagrant

Vagrant

-Police! -It's the police. Police!

-Stop. Catch him. -Come on. Let's go.

Are police raids a regular thing here?

Someone must have tipped them off that they are selling stuff in there.

Stuff?

I mean, there must be a party happening somewhere around.

Come on, it's just ten o'clock and the night is still young.

It is that way.

Check where can we find one.

What? Washroom?

Ecs.

It should be available here.

Listen, I'll go talk to that guy.

Wait here. Don't go anywhere.

Hey, Costa.