Is Jyotsna there?
-Who are you?
-Oh.
Kabir has sent us, ma'am.
Doesn't Jyotsna live here?
What now?
I don't know, ma'am--
Come in.
Jyotsna...
I am Afsana.
A journalist.
I wanted to talk to you.
About what?
Didn't Kabir tell you anything?
Hmm, he did.
You'll leave after talking to me.
What then?
We don't have the right to speak.
I'm alive because I've kept my mouth shut.
Why didn't you report it?
You think it's so simple?
If I tried to report it,
I wouldn't live to reach the police station.
But what about Kabir?
I'm alive because of him.
I used to teach his son.
We already knew each other.
He arranged for us to live here.
Why did you leave that area?
We didn't leave.
They chased us out.
Burning all the houses down
wasn't enough for them.
Could you go on living there
with a constant threat to your life?
Everyone fled for their lives.
But no one knew
what happened to you.
-No one even knows you're alive--
-I'm dead.
This is what they all say.
Jyotsna.
Don't be afraid.
You can tell me.
Fear what?
What have I left to lose
that I'll be afraid?
Everyone knows what happened.
You won't hear anything new from me.
Can you say all this on record?
I mean, on camera.
What do I have to say?
Everything that happened to you...
All those who were there...
Jyotsna.
Don't be scared.
I promise you.
Nothing will happen to you.
I will take you along with me
before this report gets published.
You'll stay with me.
I'm not scared for myself.
You don't know them.
Hey, tell me something honestly.
Did she really swallow it?
Trust me, she swallowed it
right in front of my eyes.
You've said a lot over the last two days.
Nothing turned out to be true.
Brother...
Hey!
Did you check properly?
If you don't believe me,
look for it yourself.
This part above the stomach.
Did you check there?
-I checked everywhere.
-Did you check her throat?
This isn't a job for a diener.
How can a diener do a doctor's job?
The memory card is in her stomach.
Hey! You looked for it yourself.
How can you deny it now?
Hey! Stop raising your hand on me.
Illiterate, nonsense!
Shut up!
Not a word more.
Or I'll burn you to ashes.
You'll at once be free
from all the troubles in life.
Showing off with your English, huh?
I'm stuck in this because of you.
I'll bury you alive!
Hmmph!
This will be published on page three.
Who is this Rana?
You all can go.
Sit down, please.
He's a photo journalist.
He has been working here for two years.
No one has anything good to say about him.
I don't understand how you sent Afsana
outside Dhaka with a guy like him.
Do you think we sent them?
-She chose him.
-Or he chose her. How do you know?
Look, Shehzad,
they went together voluntarily.
-This wasn't an official--
-"Wasn't an official assignment."
"They went voluntarily."
I know, you've been saying
the same thing everywhere.
Asfar, she is one of your own.
Yes, she is.
Our association has already...
raised a demand.
You’ll hold up placards
in front of the press club?
What's the point?
Asfar, you know people in the higher-ups.
Talk to them, put some pressure.
Shehzad, try to understand.
-I am also under pressure.
-From whom?
I can't go beyond the house policy
whenever I want to.
I am answerable to the higher authorities.
Can you give me the contact
of Rana's family?
-Hey.
-Huh?
Do you have that girl's phone number?
-No...
-Address?
I know her address but...
what do you need her for?
Whatever she said at the interview...
You'll bring her here
and she'll say the same thing.
Got a problem with that?
No problem...
Then what's all the drama for?
Give her address.
Taqdeer...
The girl won't talk
without police permission.
What's the problem?
You'll call up the police and tell them.
And they'll bring the girl here.
I don't have their number.
What the hell are you made of, man!
Which police station does he belong to?
Damudya Police Station.
Will he recognise you by name?
They will if you mention Afsana.
(indistinct singing)
Hey.
Go to the police station.
Go there and make him speak
to Rana on call.
-Okay.
-Listen.
It's your responsibility
to explain it to the police.
I don't know care how.
But he better come here with that girl.
Got it?
Brother...
The video...
What will you record the video with?
Won't this do?
-Hmm?
-Do it with this.
Any problem?
There's Sohag's phone too.
Quality will be better on it.
-Hello, Aunty.
-Hello.
Which way is Shahdat Hussain Montu's house?
That way.
Where are you from?
From the underworld.
Under... Where's that?
-Thank you, bye.
-Bye.
Montu?
Montu?
Montu?
CORPSE CARRIER
Hey! Who are you?
What do you want?
Peace be upon you.
The number you have dialed
is unreachable...
The number you have dialed
is unreachable...
All doors are closed
when you're in trouble.
Brother.
What?
Sohag is not taking my call.
Isn't there anyone except Sohag?
There's no dearth of boys...
But how can I trust them?
Look, it won't be right
to delay much longer.
I'm going.
You'll go?
What if they keep you back
at the police station?
Badhon is getting his bike.
I'll tell him to go in if needed.
Okay, go.
What?
What are you waiting for?
I was saying...
So ultimately we have to be
in cohorts with the police?
Do something.
Keep this pho--
No, wait.
Keep this phone.
I'll call you on this number.
-Okay, go.
-Hmm, I'll get going.
Hey, what's wrong with Sohag?
I don't know, I didn't see him.
Must be somewhere smoking pot.
Do you remember what I told you?
Yes, I do.
Don’t be a smart a*s in there, stay calm.
Your job is just to bring him outside.
I'll do the rest.
Got it?
Okay.
According to reports, Taqdeer Alam,
driver of the freezing van
had been arrested four years ago
on suspicions of having stolen a corpse.
After two years in prison
he was declared innocent and acquitted
due to lack of evidence.
But investigators are still unsure how
Moinul Rana and Taqdeer Alam are connected.
However, they believe
the missing case of Afsana Anjum
might be related
to organ smuggling--
Do you know my father?
Why...
I thought you knew everything.
Did you know this?
No...
Taqdeer...
Brother...
This is what they did this to Afsana.
The police won't give in so easily.
After all this...
I don't know if the girl
will open her mouth again.
I say...
let me call Sakib once?
What will he do?
No, I mean, he understands
the politics here.
What if he speaks on our behalf...
to Simon Chowdhury?
To who?
Simon?
After we've come this far...
you're suggesting we bow down
before a monster?
Look.
We did what you said...
and now we're at rock bottom.
There's no way we can turn back from here.
Don't do any of this nonsense.
Do exactly as I say.
Got it?
Hmm.
DAMUDYA POLICE STATION
DAMUDYA, SHARIATPUR
Pull over.
-Don't be late.
-Okay.
Hello?
Hello?
Sakib?
Hmm.
Who is this?
This is Rana.
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01x06 - Barkhelap
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van driver Taqdeer spirals into a dark game of destiny after he finds the unclaimed dead body of a woman in his truck.
van driver Taqdeer spirals into a dark game of destiny after he finds the unclaimed dead body of a woman in his truck.