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01x05 - The Eighth m*rder

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Manvat Murders". Aired: October 4, 2024.*
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01x05 - The Eighth m*rder

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Nawathe!

I had only asked you

to follow Shankar secretly.

Not to be his drinking buddy!

Who investigates like this!

Sorry, Sir!

I thought this would

help me earn his trust.

He spilled some beans

thanks to the alcohol.

But statements made under the influence

of alcohol aren't admissible in court, Nawathe!

You're smart enough to know that!

Yeah, but

we got some important information, Sir.

That these murders were committed

for some alcohol and 15 rupees.

And Shankar knew all about it, Sir.

I have a feeling he is also involved.

Please arrest him urgently, Sir.

For what crime exactly!

For visiting a temple?

For following the police around?

Or for weeping uncontrollably?

For this!

Er

I mean, as a suspect, Sir.

No!

Shankar said all this when he was drunk.

So we cannot arrest him!

And all he has said is 15 rupees

and some alcohol.

Nawathe, you made

the same mistake as Shukla.

We can't afford to rush

when the case is this sensitive.

Be patient all of you!

Am I clear, Nawathe?

Yes, Sir.

Did you drink too?

Just a little to keep him company.

[sighs in frustration]

[sniggering]

From now on

you'll only act on my command.

So please don't tail him now!

[dogs barking in the distance]

[sound of door opening]

[suspenseful music]

Hm.

[panting]

The liquor shop-

Vakatkar!

Yes, Sir.

Victim numbers 5 and 6,

that is Kalavati bai and Haleema,

- I want to meet their families tomorrow.

- Yes, Sir.

There's one thing I need

all of you to follow.

No one will speak to Kaachu Paaku

without my permission!

Let him be for a while

and he'll tell us everything.

And don't forget what I said!

Patience.

[suspenseful music]

[thud]

[dramatic music]

Kisanrao!

I know you've spoken

to the police earlier.

But I have a few more questions

about your wife's, I mean about

Kalavati bai's m*rder.

I'm sorry to make you relive

those painful memories

but please

Well, that day

I had gone to Shelu to shop

early in the morning.

I came back in the afternoon.

But upon returning, Kali

I mean Kalavati

I couldn't find her anywhere.

Kalay!

Kalay!

[indistinct muttering]

Kalay!

Kalay!

So I asked our neighbours.

They said

she's gone to get some firewood.

I thought she'll be back soon.

But even by evening

when it got dark

she hadn't returned.

That's when I got really worried.

Kalay![yelling]

And I set out

to find her.

Kalavati![yelling]

Kalavatibai!

Then

we looked under the bridge.

Kalavati!

Kalavatibai!

There was a lot of blood.

But

Kalavati's body wasn't there.

That was found here.

Close to the Pandhrya temple.

Right.

Kisanrao

I've read all these details

in the police report.

Is there anything else

that might be important?

Something that you

might've missed earlier.

Saheb, I think the wrath k*lled her.

Wrath?

Yes.

What wrath?

Wrath of the goddess.

The thing is

we didn't have any children.

So we prayed to the goddess

and promised to sacrifice

a goat every Tuesday.

But this famine ruined everything.

We were left with

no money to even eat.

How could we afford a goat?

We couldn't offer anything

for a few Tuesdays in a row.

And so the Goddess turned on us.

Your wife was k*lled

as part of a sacrifice.

We have proof she was k*lled

and then dragged here.

Things are so obvious and yet

you believe in these ridiculous

wrath and goat ideas!

The thing is

educated people like you

you feel you know it all.

But you'll only know

when this happens to you.

[sounds of village bustle]

Listen!

- How much for this?

- One rupee.

Hmph!

Is your hay made of gold or silver!

I'll give you 20 paisa.

Do we have a deal?

Forget it then.

What happened?

Hm?

- Abba!

- Hm?

No one's willing to pay a rupee.

20 paisa is the most they're offering.

Such a miserly village this is!

Listen.

If someone's paying even 50 paisa

sell it off. OK?

And then you can go home.

Hmm.

Till then, I'll stand in

the queue for kerosene.

Bye!

[dramatic music]

But according to that

woman's statement

she bought that stack from Haleema

for fifty paisa simply out of mercy.

And then, Haleema headed

home immediately.

But she never came home

even though it was late, saheb.

As it is the fear of murders

looms large on the village

So why didn't you

approach the police?

Police?

Who'd trust them after

five unsolved murders!

When she was returning home

that evening

death was waiting for her.

[ominous music]

Help! Please help!

Two days later, that constable

Ambadas did come to meet us.

He said they had

found Haleema's body.

There were 48 wounds

on the poor girl's body, saheb!

How many?

48!

[intense music]

Bhaakar?

Some bhaakar?

You can go now.

That bloody Kulkarni is

becoming a headache now!

He's as shrewd as they come!

He has detained Kaachu Paaku.

If we continue to ignore him,

the f*ck will get to us too.

Samindray.

We need to do something about him.

What can I possibly do?

He has us fully cornered.

Things wouldn't have gotten this bad

had you looked after the dairy.

You're the reason the business

is at a standstill.

I was also the reason it was running.

Really?

It was running, but isn't

anymore, right Kamlay?

[dramatic music]

Kamlay! Let's go play.

So what is it that want me to do?

[sound of car engine]

There's so much

poverty in this village.

If people are willing to k*ll for

a mere 15 rupees and some alcohol

that's really terrible.

You're right, Sir.

We must get Shankar

to talk soon, Vakatkar!

Let some time pass

and we will tail Shankar again.

OK, Sir!

But Sir

what do we do about Kaachu Paaku?

I have an idea.

Ponkshe!

Let's go to the police station.

Here! Drink some, dear.

Go on!

Drink!

Drink.

[whispered call]

[loud groan]

[sound of door opening]

[silence]

Let me go![yelling]

[people clamouring]

Baba! Aai!

Let me go![yelling]

[silence]

Saheb!

Let's get done with this quickly.

I'm losing my mind

sitting here in the dark.

Why the hell

did you keep this doll in my room?

Saheb.

Why would I do that?

It can't be anyone else.

Saheb.

Every other psychic

makes this kind of doll.

I'm not the only one here.

There are others like me.

What do you mean?

I'm not the only psychic in Manvat.

There's Rasool Pathan in Jintur

Ijappa in Khadi

and

Ganpat Salve in Pingli.

Haroon in Padgaon.

I mean in Pedgaon.

There are plenty like me, saheb.

OK.

Why exactly are you

so chummy with Paranje?

Chummy?

I mean

he's like your pal, isn't he?

Not at all!

I keep such guys at arm's length.

We've to bribe the as*h*le

for every ritual.

If you're not close to Paranje

why did he help you escape

Shrirang Barhate's farm that night?

Who? Him?

Helped me?

It was Shrirang who asked me

to run from the cops.

The flashlight was a coincidence.

Why?

Was he scared that

you'd turn him into a rabbit?

[dramatic music]

[loud screaming]

[people clamouring]

People believe that there's

treasure buried in many places.

Right.

And I've also heard

that Uttamrao Barhate had asked you

to look for it.

Yeah.

But that was a long time ago.

Almost four-five years ago.

His mother was born breech.

Breech?

Yeah, I mean

she came out feet first

from the womb.

And dreams of breech

babies come true.

Uttamrao's mother used to

dream of a pot of gold coins.

And the pot used to yell "Get me out of here!"

So then, one day

Uttamrao said to me,

"The old woman is insisting!"

And asked me to find that pot.

But don't you have to

sacrifice a human for that?

I mean that's what

you told Shrirang Barhate!

So then?

Did Uttamrao agree to sacrifice a human?

Uttamrao is a selfish man.

He can go to great lengths.

But saheb

I don't

know anything

about sacrificing humans.

- Really?

- No.

What about that ritual we saw you do?

I did do that.

But that was different.

What was that ritual?

[evil cackle]

My name is Dharia Bua!

Dharia Bua!

I've slayed seven women so far!

The eighth k*ll

[girl crying]

the eighth m*rder

[slashing, screaming]

What ritual did Uttamrao

have you carry out?

It was for Rukminibai to have a baby.

Why? Was she barren?

Yes.

She hit a dead end at 35.

What does that mean?

She stopped getting her period.

They consulted doctors but

nothing worked so she came to me.

So did your "ritual" help?

No.

But you still made

a lot of money, didn't you?

Didn't you?

The police received a letter.

After the second m*rder.

It said "Of Elevens, a goat

and the earth!"

In one of the lines.

Tell me what the hell that means!

[eerie music]

Sorry, saheb

I don't know and I've never

heard this before.

Try harder to remember!

It's a mantra to find the treasure.

How could you not know?

I really don't.

Saheb

to tell you the truth

I don't know any rituals

to find treasures.

You don't?

No.

And the one where you

sacrificed a goat at Shrirang's farm?

What was that?

A fake ritual?

Yes, saheb.

I've done rituals without

knowing anything about them.

But

if you think that

I have anything to do with

all the strange things happening

I swear on my mother, saheb

I've got nothing to do with

the murders in Manvat.

[whimpering]

[sombre music]

Manglay!

Come, Manglay!

Baba! [crying]

I'm here now.

[fast-paced music]

This means we shouldn't

have suspected Paranje.

He had nothing to do with

helping Kaachu Paaku escape.

But Sir

we should keep Kaachu Paaku

in custody for a few more days.

I don't think he knows

more than what he's told us.

I'm sure of that.

And

the way we paraded him

across the village

I don't think we need

to worry about him now.

- Vakatkar.

- Sir.

Here are some psychics

Kaachu Paaku has named.

Look into them.

Sure.

Sir! Sir!

Dharia Bua!

[dramatic music]

Listen.

Don't be afraid.

Tell me what happened.

What did that man look like?

What was his voice like?

Tell me everything.

[soft whimpering]

Mangala, dear child.

You have nothing to fear.

We're all only trying to help you.

Please tell me.

Don't worry, dear. And tell him.

Eighth!

[dramatic music]

The eighth m*rder.

Whose m*rder?

Whose m*rder, Mangala?

Dharia Bua!

The eighth m*rder.

The eighth

Saheb!

I saw him.

You know those open

fields near Sutarwadi?

That's where he went.

- Vakatkar!

- Sir!

And Ponkshe.

Send a few officers there.

Arrest him as soon as he is found.

And

ask a few constables to go

undercover in the village.

Ask them to get some information.

And most importantly

make sure no woman or girl

leaves their house at night.

Sir!

You may leave.

Jadhav! Ambadas! Let's go!

Hello again, saheb.

I'm Sheshrao Barhate.

I hope I look familiar.

I have a few questions for you, saheb.

Wait.

Not in here.

Outside.

What's your brother's name?

Kondaji Roday.

Since when is he missing?

Since yesterday.

[sound of police siren, engine]

Right.

You were saying.

Saheb!

I thought you had a reputation.

And you still haven't found anyone?

How can you say that?

Since I've arrived here

Bansi Walke, Kaachu Paaku

have all been arrested.

So has Kaachu Paaku

confessed to the crimes?

No.

I mean

You mean the police haven't found

anything even after so many days!

And

what about Dharia Bua?

Stop crying. [background]

Umm

They'll find him.

[public announcement] Stay inside your houses!

Do not leave your houses at night!

Do not loiter around alone.

Stay inside your houses!

Hey you! Didn't you hear what I said?

Close your doors!

[grunting, laughing]

[deep, low voice]

[loud screaming]

[chirping of morning insects]

Listen!

[ominous music]

[ominous music continues]

Get a shot of his legs.

[camera click]

You!

Come and identify the body.

[sound of car engine]

Sir.

The m*rder was committed

two days ago.

And this is not similar to

the previous seven murders.

Hm.

It's a little boy this time.

Hm.

The victim's name is Kondya.

But his face is unrecognisable.

This is wrong, saheb!

A m*rder has been committed

right under your nose!

- We need answers!

- I'll give you your answers.

You should be ashamed.

Let us make the report at least.

[belching sound]

- Help her.

- Yes, Sir.

[coughing sound]

[camera click]

Get us some water here!

God!

If you're done making

the crime scene report

send the body over for an autopsy.

[sighs]

Should we go ahead?

[background]

Wait, not now! [background]

This is terrible, Sir.

News of a m*rder in Manvat

with the crime branch present

will be all over Maharashtra.

Kadam.

Just tell me the update

you've got for me, please.

The Home Minister has sent an order.

Asking you to return to Mumbai.

Return?

And leave this investigation midway?

I need more time to solve this case.

If it was my decision,

I would oblige, Kulkarni Sir.

But we've lost a lot of time already and

we've got nothing to show for it.

We haven't arrested anyone.

The prime suspects too are back in town.

I need one more week.

Your cases in Mumbai

are equally important, Sir.

One of them is already in court.

I know that very well, Kadam.

I just need one week.

Trust me!

OK, Sir.

I can recommend to the department

that the case is solved

and you need an extension

of 5-6 days.

But please hurry up, Sir.

- Thank you so much.

- Sir.

Sir

Five days?

What are we going

to do in five days?

[dramatic music]

[suspenseful music]

[eerie music]

[dramatic music]

[loud clinking sound]

Hey!

[grunt]

[loud scream]

Jairam, get out here!

m*therf*cker!

f*cking as*h*le!

Kisan! Vasudev!

[grunting sound]

You m*therf*cker!

Hey!

[people clamouring]

[car engine sound]

What the hell!

[people clamouring]

Move aside!

Get out of the way!

[violent, grunting sounds]

[loud g*nsh*t]

[violent grunting]

[suspenseful music]

f*ck! Is that you?