01x01 - K.O.

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[Raghubir] Glory. Glory means love,
sacrifice and pain.

Your granddad stood tall
returning from the games.

But on his chest, there was no medal.

To win gold, you bring home glory.

That is the duty
of the sons of the Singh clan.

On your back lies the weight
of our Olympic legacy.

Give it your all!

Hands up. If your hands drop,
then your dreams die, too.

Control your breath.
Keep your mind in check.

Until I say stop, you do not stop.

Listen, Devendra,
you have neither your father's skill,

nor your grandfather's blood.

To put it simply,
you aren't worthy of this.

You're a fraud.
You're no son of Raghubir Singh.

[TV presenter] And his coach
is Raghubir Singh,

who's been training Nihal Singh
for the past 10 years

and made him a world-class boxer.

Now it is to be seen how far Nihal can go,

because this is where his journey
for the Olympics begins.

The match is about to begin.

See you all after a short break.

[man on TV] The walls are strong.

The house will last
when the foundation is strong…

[man continues indistinctly on TV]

[suspenseful music playing]

[man on TV] …the bond that never breaks.

[presenter] Now for the live boxing match,

let's go to Shaktigarh, Haryana.

[huffing]

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,
the time has come

for the last and final match of the day,

which we've all been waiting for.

In the heavyweight category,

get ready
for a tremendous nail-biting encounter!

[crowd cheering]

Here in the blue corner
is Uzbekistan's reigning Olympic champion,

Azamat Khamidov!

[crowd booing]

And in the other corner, in red,

our very own champion,

Shaktigarh's brave warrior,

Haryana's pride,

Nihal Singh!

[commentator] Oh, my God! Just look
at the excitement of the audience.

This may be just an exhibition match,

but here, the sons of the soil

and the kings of the city are sitting
in the same row,

waiting to watch
Haryana's lion in the ring.

Do you have any idea how many
of India's boxers come from Haryana?



And in the upcoming Olympics,

a gold medal is likely
to come from Haryana,

because Nihal Singh's mentor
is none other than the Coach Sir,

Raghubir Singh.

[commentator 1] He won a silver medal
in the 1986 Asian Games,

and fortune has smiled on India
ever since.

[commentator 2]
Still, it's silver, not gold.

Because no one from India has
ever won a gold.

In this journey,
even Coach Sir's son has failed,

but Nihal Singh is
definitely getting us the victory.

Coach Sir believes that a boxer fights
not with a closed fist,

but with an open mind.

Looks like Coach Sir has given
Nihal Singh special instructions

to deal with Azamat's stance.

Boxers.

Head up.
No holding, no below waist.

Listen to my command.
Shake hands.

- Box.
- [commentator] And the fight begins!

[grunting]

[commentator 2] A brilliant slip, roll,
uppercut from Nihal.

And now Khamidov has taken hold of Nihal.

[commentator 1] Azamat is scoring!
This Uzbeki is not an easy opponent.

[commentator 2] A fitting reply by
Nihal Singh with back-to-back uppercuts.

He's crushed Azamat's defense.

Nihal's slipping away Khamidov's punches.

And now Nihal's powerful…

[cricket chirping]

[winces]

[both chuckle]

You've thought this through, right?

A boxer's mind works
much more than his hands.

I've done all the thinking I need to.
We are getting out of here.

Nihal.

No, Gudiya.

We are going to be parents.

We are going to start a new life.

This is where our bond
with Shaktigarh ends.

Come on, or we'll miss the bus to Delhi.

[Gudiya grunts]

[Nihal] Of course, Coach Sir's daughter
won't take anyone's help.

Hmm.

[suspenseful music playing]

Gudiya!

[grunting]

[straining]

Come on, Gudiya, let's go!

- [grunting]
- Nihal!

[thudding]

Gudiya, run! Run!

[thudding continues]

[assailant grunts]

[Gudiya screams]

[moaning in pain]

[groaning]

[man screaming]

You bloody b*tch!

[Gudiya whimpering]

[thudding]

[splattering]

[gasps]

m*therf*cker!

Gudiya!

[thudding, grunting]

One,

two,

three,

four,

five,

six,

seven,

eight,

nine,

- ten!
- [bell rings]

[all cheering]

[inaudible]

[commentator] It seems like
for the first time,

India's on its way to win the gold!

Under the guiding hand of Coach Sir,
this pinnacle, this glory,

now waits for one man's name
to be etched on it.

Nihal Singh!

[crowd chanting] Nihal! Nihal! Nihal!

[chanting fades]

[opening theme song playing]

[trance music playing]

How dare you?
How dare you touch me?

Ew! Who'd wanna touch you?

- No figure, no face--
- Hey, hey, hey.

Bro, it's all right. Come aside.
Come here.

Look, sir, please let it go.
That's enough.

You're gonna tell me what's enough now?
This is my city! Greater Noida.

You're from Haryana, right, m*therf*cker?

Hey, you!

Don't get too big for your boots.

- [g*n clicks]
- Come on.

Let's see. Come. Come, you f*ck.

Hey, stay where you are or I'll sh**t!

- Get back!
- [g*nsh*t]

[crowd screaming]

Yeah!

I…

am…

from…

Haryana!

Hey, stop! What's wrong with you?

[yells]

[man] Dev, you shouldn't have
bashed the manager, dude.

You threw him on the floor.

And they threw you out of the job.

What are you going to do now, Dev?

You should go to your hometown
for a while.

[man 1] I'm sure your family
will love you back home.

[somber music]

I have no hometown.

Or home.

[laughter from video on phone]

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, are you blind?

[crashing]

What the hell, bro?

What?

What happened?

- What happened?
- Bro, you just--

Why did you get in his way?

- Sir, it wasn't my fault.
- Then, whose fault was it?

What do I have to gain
by hitting your forklift?

Are you saying that this is all my fault?
Let's find out, then!

[mumbling]
Hey, Mr. Big Potato, where did you go?

I went to the dog house
to sleep and snore.

Hey, Mr. Big Potato, where did you go?

I went to the dog house
to sleep and snore.

Sorry, sir.

[laughing]

What a f*cking loser.

Come on, get back to work.

[man] All right, everyone,
back to your stations.

[somber music]

[phone ringing]

m*therf*cker!

[cell phone ringing]

What is it?

Bro, we have to get to Shaktigarh
right now.

Why?

Is our father finally dead?

If he has to be cremated, you do it.

- I'm not coming for it.
- Bro, it's Gudiya.

Do you see that?

As soon as you enter Shaktigarh,
you see coaching centers everywhere.

After the Gold in Commonwealth,

more than 80 coaching centers
have opened in five years.

[woman] This seems less like a city
and more like a factory to me.

[tuts] Weren't we better off
in our hometown?

Just because your daughter punched
the neighborhood boys a few times,

you've become obsessed
with turning her into a champion.

Are you stupid or something?
That is passion, not obsession.

All you see are kicks and punches.

But I see our daughter's future.

Mom, Dad, the whole family.

Our little girl
is gonna make everyone proud.

Just watch how Coach Sir
makes her a champion.

[bus honking]

[indistinct chatter]

Ma'am, Gudiya Singh.



[sighs]

[reporter] Nihal Singh was attending
the National Camp

for the upcoming Olympic selection trials.

But who would have imagined that
India's hopes and Coach Raghubir's dreams

of winning an Olympic gold medal
would end in such a tragic fashion?

Was that okay?

- [man] Can we take one more?
- Come on.

That was a good take.

[reporter speaking indistinctly]

[Dev] Mmm.

How's Gudiya?

[Dev] I haven't seen her yet.

You didn't go in?

Coach Sir is with her.

Do you still call him Coach Sir?

I've called him that all my life.

Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors?

So that no one recognizes me.

Oh, right, I forgot.

[monitor beeping steadily]

[sniffles, crying]

My blood, sweat and tears
lie wasted on this slab of ice.

Don't you have any shame?

Sir, I'm sure this k*lling was planned.

He could have won a medal for India.
What happened is wrong.

m*rder is always wrong, Barsola.

This isn't the death of one man.

It's the death of our dream.

The boy was the hope of Shaktigarh.

[Raghubir] The boy was India's only hope.

Coach Sir.

Sir.

- Arvind.
- Coach Sir.

Uh, forgive me, but, uh…

we need to take that swab sample now.

Sir, I know this is not the right time
to ask you questions,

but the matter is a little delicate.

If there's anything you can tell me
about this case, it would be helpful.

Any suspects? Any enemies?

Mmm.

[boxers grunting]

Good.

Hmm.

Interview with Viju Sangwan, head of
Shakti Boxing Academy, 5th November.

The Shakti Boxing Academy
has produced many winners

at the Nationals, Asian Games
or the Commonwealth.

Our training starts
when they are 10 years of age.

I'm sorry,

what's your full name,
Joyna ma'am?

Joyna Hazarika.

Manipur?

- Tezpur, Assam.
- [chuckles]

I defeated Vijay Bhuen of Assam
twice in the Nationals.



But in 1989, you handed Vijay a walkover.

Haryana gave Assam a walkover, ma'am.

Politics.

Now let's forget the past,
and look to the future.

In this Olympics, India's
first-ever boxing gold medal will be won

by a boxer from the Shakti Boxing Academy.

That glory is written
in Viju Sangwan's stars,

and I say this with full confidence.

Sir, Raghubir Singh
has plenty of confidence, too.

And his boxers haven't won
a gold medal either.

That's for him to explain.

His guys are past their prime.

- Mine are young and fresh.
- Hmm.

Your rivalry is well known,
even in Delhi.

Why would there be rivalry, ma'am?

I run an academy. He runs a gym.

Do you have any comment
on Nihal Singh's death?

Everyone was expecting him
to win an Olympic medal.

But he didn't, did he?

Come on, sir. Nihal was a champion.

- He won eight medals in two years.
- Hmm.

North Zone, Nationals, Interzonal,
South Asian Games.

He was a sure shot at the Olympics.

And now he's dead.

It's sad.

- My question is very simple…
- Hmm.

…if you can answer it.

Why was he m*rder*d?

Who could be behind his death?

It could be anyone.

You must know something about it.

Maybe there was someone who didn't want
Nihal moving ahead and winning a medal?

Maybe it was a boxer or…

a boxing club?

[phone beeps]

Blood sports and m*rder are not the same.

Don't try trading punches with a boxer.

You should think before you speak,

full name Joyna Hazarika.

[door opens]

Coach.

Hmm?

You were absolutely right, Coach.

Ravindra Singh and Devendra Singh,
they're back in town.

Coach Sir.

[Ravi] When did this happen?

Last night.

The police said between 9:30 and 10:00.

But don't you lock the door at 8:00 p.m.?

So what was Gudiya
doing outside the house?

She was running away from home.

That's the tradition in this house,
running away.

With a guy! Boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Your precious Nihal Singh
was her boyfriend?

Couldn't they wait
till after the Olympics?

Nihal Singh's life was about to change.

What was the need to run away like this?

Actually…

your little sister was pregnant.

Who did this to her? I want the name
of the person who did this!

If I knew who did this,
I wouldn't be here.

- The police are investigating.
- That's just the police!

- How do I know what they're doing?
- [gasping]

- Gudiya?
- [gasping]

- Gudiya?
- Go call the doctor.

- Nurse!
- Gudiya! Gudiya!

Nurse!

Ravi, go call the doctor quickly!

Nurse! Is anyone there?

- Ravi, call the nurse!
- Come here quickly!

- Gudiya! Take it easy, Gudiya.
- Nurse!

- [Dev] Gudiya!
- [Raghubir] Please come!

- Get suction ready.
- Please attend to her.

- Please, Doctor!
- [doctor] All of you wait outside.

Come on, man, do something quickly!

- She can't breathe.
- Gudiya.

She's going into a shock.

- [nurse] Her pressure is rising.
- Come on, do something!

Put those on later.
First do something quickly.

- What are you doing! Please hurry up.
- Calm down. Let him see.

Hold her head.
Make sure she doesn't bite her tongue.

[machine beeping rapidly]

[inaudible]

Please. You all wait outside.

Please, all of you out of the room.

[machine continues beeping rapidly]

Look, son…

I'm sorry.

What happened, Coach Sir?

Who could have done such a thing?

Nihal is gone.

[crying]

Coach Sir, we only…

gave birth to our Nihal.

You're the one who fed him,
nurtured him and gave him a good life.

Turned him into such a great boxer.

[Hukum] You knew about it, uncle?

I knew what?

That your daughter
was sleeping with my brother.

- Hukum!
- [Hukum] Why? Wasn't she?

- Son…
- Are the police lying or am I lying?

Hukum.

Nihal's baby didn't show up
in her womb by some miracle.

[father] Shut up!

She didn't care about
her family or reputation.

There is one thing
that I've always taught my children.

That a person's caste
and religion does not matter.

Let it be. Spare me the lecture.

When your daughter was screwing around,
were you blind, or what?

- You couldn't see anything?
- [father] Hukum!

Bloody father's a pig
and daughter's a sl*t.

[Dev screams]

You, f*ck! I'll rip your tongue out
and feed it to the street dogs

if you dare say anything about my sister!

- Do you get it?
- Dev, Dev!

Let go of me!

- Leave him!
- Let me go!

f*ck, I'll lay you on a slab
like your brother!

- Dev, the doctor is here.
- Get lost!

Where's the doctor? Where is he?

So, Doctor, what do you think? Huh?

When will Gudiya wake up?

By tonight.

Or by tomorrow morning.

Right now, it's hard to say.

[mumbling]

Where are you going, Dev?

It's hard to say.

[coach] Nihal Singh was in this camp
for the last two weeks.

The Olympic selections are next month.
He was busy training for it.

You see,
selection was just a formality for him.

It was unfortunate.

Yeah, it was unfortunate.

Do you remember any VIPs at the game?

Anyone who was showing off?

I don't know any of their names.

I've come here from Cochin
for the camp.

But give me a minute.

[blows whistle]

Adiraj Poonia.

He was Nihal's roommate.

Do you remember any VIPs that night?

Everyone was there, sir.

The Shakti Boxing Academy's
Viju Sangwan was there.

- Then there was Mr. Dhanda…
- Okay.

…the Khap village council head.

And that, uh…
What's his name?

Uh, the guy with 18 cars… Kuki!

Kuki Yadav? Manesar Mafia?

Right here, out in public? In the open?

That policeman was there.

The DSP.

Mr. Phogat.

The king, the minister, the thief,
the police, they were all here.

Shaktigarh seems a bit too fond of boxing.

So, Adiraj Poonia,

come and show me Nihal's room.
And tell me everything you remember.

Come on!

Let's go, sir.

Take a look.

See what our precious Coach Sir
has done to our boxing club.

The place where we fought battles…

is now fighting rust.

[sniffles]

[Ravi] It was six months ago
when I last spoke to Gudiya.

She was laughing.

She was happy

She was in love.

Maybe.

Not maybe. She was.
She told me so herself.

Apart from the boy's name,
she told me everything.

What?

What do you mean?

When did she tell you?

What do you mean, when did she tell me?

She used to call me quite often.

But why would she call you?

Well, I'm a soft-hearted guy.

I saw how soft-hearted you are…

when you were threatening to cut
Hukum's tongue and feed it to the dogs.

I saw.

I won that prize.

After you left,
when I became India's number one,

the government gave me this. A plate…

and two little spoons.

Should have given you two beer mugs.
We could have drowned our sorrows.

[chuckles softly]

Come on.

Come on, come on!

What are you doing, Raka? Open up!

Why aren't you at the hospital?

Gudiya is still unresponsive.
You should be there with her.

Those monsters are still running free,
and you're training boxers here.

The Olympics selections are in a month.

The Haryana Boxing Club has to prepare
another boxer in place of Nihal.

And, anyway, there are so many doctors
and nurses at the hospital.

It's not like Gudiya would have woken up
if I had been there. I'm not a god.

Oh, yeah?

Then why do you surround yourself
with people who bow their heads to you?

Hey, guys!
Today's training is over.

Go on home, everyone.

Come on, go on.

Move.

Go on, kids.

[boxer huffing]

Hey!

Did you get punched in the head?

Didn't you understand the first time?

I'll do whatever Coach Sir says.

Do you only sh*t when Coach Sir tells you?

You use your own hand to wipe
or your Coach Sir's?

You better keep your mouth shut!

Don't try to be the boss, okay?

Sorry, bro.

I can't shut my mouth.

- Why don't you teach me how to?
- Shall I show you!

- Yeah! Show me, as*h*le!
- [Raghubir] Raka.

Go home!

Don't you know
alcohol is not allowed in here?

I'm not asking for permission.

Stop me if you can.

You couldn't even take care of Gudiya.

You are talking about
taking care of Gudiya?

You?

You both love to claim loudly
that you are Gudiya's brothers,

but who's been taking care of her
all this time?

Certainly not you,
who just took off one day.

I just took off one day?

You used to beat me up
all the time, remember?

And not even animals are beaten like that.

Today because of you,
Gudiya is fighting for her life.

And Ravi, he's been hiding away
for five years.

And me, a bloody cr*pple. Disabled!

You only disabled. You're not dead.

Glory is defined by pain, sacrifice,
and renunciation.

Well, I've endured all the pain!

You forgot how you would beat me up?

- A slacker like you had to be beaten.
- You're calling me a slacker?

- You're calling me a slacker!
- I'm calling you a slacker.

You were always a slacker,
and that's why you are a cr*pple.

[breathing heavily]

Next time, keep your right hand
a little lower.

Thinks he's a boxer.

[grunts]

I'm going to the hospital.

Dev!

Ravindra.

Your car.

By now, everyone must have heard
that you're back in town.

You might get into a fight.

I hope you haven't forgotten.

I haven't forgotten anything.

I just don't want to remember.

I've sworn never to lay a hand on anyone.

Okay.

There's dinner at home.

Make sure you eat.

[engine starts]

- Arvind?
- Ravi, man.

When I heard the news that
you had come back to Shaktigarh,

I thought I would just pop in
and see how my brother is doing.

I'm sorry, bro.

What happened to Gudiya was…

Have you found out anything yet?

We are still investigating.

Look, it's been almost five years…

but you know what Shaktigarh's like.

People here don't forget easily.

Bro, you'll have to watch out
for Viju Sangwan's boys.

I'll have you to watch out for me.

You go home.

- I'll sit with her.
- Fine.

[Gudiya] Dev.

Gudiya?

You came for me.

It's been five years.

We should have come earlier.

Nihal… [whimpers]

is he okay?

- Nihal…
- [Dev] Ah, yeah…

of course.
Nihal's fine. He's doing great.

My…

- my baby?
- Gudiya.

Everything's fine.

Okay?

And whatever's wrong
will be taken care of.

Okay?

I'm in love with Nihal.

I was wrong to run away…

but I had to do it.

What do you mean by "had to do it"?

It's okay, Ravi.

Not now.

Gudiya.

Baby, now listen carefully.

Can you remember
the people who attacked you?

Were they Viju's boys? Who are they?
Can you recall anything?

- I couldn't…
- Yeah.

I couldn't see their faces.

They all had masks on.

- All of them.
- They wore masks?

What kind of masks?

[heart monitor beeping rapidly]

I can't…
I can't remember anything.

It's very important
that you remember.

Try a little harder. Tell me,
what sort of masks were they? Did you…

- [heart monitor beeping rapidly]
- [gasping]

It was…

[doctor] Please let the patient rest.

[monitors beeping rapidly]

Never mind. Don't…
don't stress yourself too much, Gudiya.

Just get well soon.

Then I'll take you with me.

We'll get out of here.

We'll party every day there. Hmm?

What's wrong?

[breathing shakily]

I feel like having…

chocolate.

Ca…

Caramel Crunch?

So you still like Caramel Crunch?

But you can't give her chocolates.

If this doctor doesn't shut up,
I'll turn him into a ghost.

I poked one guy's eye out.

You poked one guy's eye?

Well done.

Now your brothers will go
and poke the other one out.

Great. Let's go.

Take care of her.

[indistinct chatter]

Dev, Ravi Singh.
Joyna Hazarika, Spectrum Online.

Come on,
we don't want any of her bullshit.

There's been a brutal m*rder
in Shaktigarh.

Your sister's seriously injured.

But this issue isn't getting
the attention it deserves.

I want to help.

Gudiya deserves some justice.

And once the media gets involved,
you know there will be an investigation.

Ravi, get in the car.

Start the car, bro.

Look, ma'am,
you want to set up shop in a crematorium,

go do it somewhere else.

I know exactly
what you media types are like.

- But don't you want an investigation, too?
- No.

We don't want anything.

We just want you guys
to leave our family alone.

You. Call me… if you ever want to talk.

- Let's go.
- [engine revs]

Whether he takes care
of his children or not…

your Coach Sir
sure took very good care of your car.

He gave me this for winning the Nationals.

You were always
our dear father's favorite.

Well, the one who doesn't try to punch
his own father

is always the favorite one.

There.
I'm sure they have some Caramel Crunch.

We'll get some later.

First, we have a little job to do.

Let's go take care of it.

- What are we looking for?
- Come on.

The police are investigating, right?

This is too big for the Shaktigarh police.

[dramatic music playing]

What the hell was that?

Ravi. Go!

Go. Go that way!

Stop.

Ravi, stop them!

Where did you get this?

Your grandmother gave it to me.

Look here, son, if you don't put this mask

right this minute into this hand of mine,

I'll use this same hand

to pull out your guts,
and I'll rip you apart.

Here. Shove it up your a*s.

Hurry up!

Why? Are you still scared of Viju's boys?

We'll deal with them, bro.

Get out of here, man.

All right.

Let's get the Caramel Crunch.

[vehicle approaching]

m*therf*cker.

[sighs]

[Dev] Hey, guys!

How are you doing?

Where are you coming from?

Oh, you're Viju's boys.

What do you want?
Want something from the store?

You'll get everything there,
except for this Caramel Crunch--

Where can I find your little brother?

Look, bro…

my little brother is inside my shorts.

But if you're asking about Ravi,
he's sitting in the car.

Hey.

Are you planning on k*lling him?

You're a smart guy.

But you are a f*cking idiot.

[thud]

You b*stard!

Get him!

[all yelling]

[upbeat Hindi song playing]

Come on! Faster!

Beat the f*ck up!

[song stops]

Mr. Big Potato, where did you go--

[grunting]

…went to the doghouse to sleep…

Hey. Have you lost your memory?

Come on, move your a*s.

Open the door! Get out of the car!
Break the window.

Hey, as*h*le!
Come on out, you m*therf*cker!

- f*ck!
- Hold him! Hold him down! Don't leave him!

Hold him down, don't let him move!

[Dev] Ravi!

Start fighting! Beat them all up!

as*h*le! Why are you taking it?

Give it back! [echoes]

[breathing heavily]

[inaudible]

Mr. Big Potato, where did you go?

I went to the dog house
to sleep and snore.

If not for yourself, get them for Gudiya!

- Mr. Big Potato, where did you go?
- [young Gudiya laughing]

I went to the doghouse to sleep and snore.

♪ I went to the dog house
to sleep and snore ♪

♪ The dog bit me and made me cry ♪

♪ Mommy gave me a hug and made me smile ♪

[young Gudiya laughing]

[thud]

[grunting]

[grunts]

[all yelling]

[grunting]

[g*nsh*t]

What's wrong, tough guy?

You sh*t your pants?

Why the g*n? Try some hand-to-hand combat.

Have you forgotten how?

No one's forgotten anything.

You k*lled my brother, Arjun.
Remember that?

Arjun was my friend.

You can take your friendship
and ram it up your a*s.

Now you're going to die.

- A life, for a life.
- Get lost, you loser, before I show you--

Stop this nonsense.

Put your g*n down, now.

Don't interfere, Coach Sir.

He's my son.

Now drop your g*n.

The fire that's in that b*llet
isn't in you.

You want to see the f*cking fire?
Shall I show you?

Save the b*llet, Dharam.

One funeral procession in a day…

is more than enough for one family.

What do you mean?

You didn't get the news?

[car revving]

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