Stories by Rabindranath Tagore (2015): Season 1, Episode 6 - Detective - full transcript

Brother, I really want to
wear the uniform, some day.

What are you wearing
right now? A blanket?

No, no, I meant like
the one you're wearing.

The one that seniors wear.

Well, it does have its perks.

Listen to this piece of news.

A shopkeeper in Makura got
into an argument with his friend.

And in a fit of rage, the friend
killed his friend, the shopkeeper.

And he must have
surrendered, as well.

That isn't a crime.

Such people are miscreants,
they are not criminals.



You know, Manik,
my dream is to..

..meet a high-class
criminal, some day.

Someone who will compel me
to think beyond the obvious.

Father used to say..

'Whatever you do,
do it better than anyone else.'

'It doesn't matter whether
someone's watching or not.'

'Your duty, your presentation..'

'..has to be infallible.
Complete!'

'And it should be the best.'

I've always believed
in these words.

Pour me some more tea.

When I got this government job,
I made up my mind..

..that, I want to be a detective.

But, a detective who's
beyond comparison.



Like the ones in Scotland Yard,
in London.

Have you heard about Kalamin?

Roderick Alleyn, Sherlock Holmes.

Sam Spade.

But, the problem is..

..the people in this country,
have a heart of gold.

They think straight.

They commit a crime and
get caught the very same day!

There's no fun in that.

No crooked plots, no cruelty.

In a society where
everyone's guilty..

..it's a crime to get caught.
Isn't it?

I'm looking for a criminal,
who's clever..

..cunning..

..and who has qualities like..

What's wrong?

Wait.

He's just a radio artist.

Let's go. Come on!

Let it be, I'll wear it myself.

Why?

Don't you like me
giving you a hand?

You know, I like doing this.

Tell me something.

You don't stay here for
weeks and months, together.

And I'm all alone at home.

Don't you ever
have doubts on me?

It's my profession to
doubt people.

It's my job.

And I don't bring my work home.

But, I do have
doubts about you.

I mean, since I stay alone..

..many suspicious
thoughts cross my mind.

It's become a hobby of sorts.

By the way, should I
have any reason to doubt you?

Detecting the detective, right?

Das, what are you...

Pardon me, I thought
you're my friend, Mr. Das.

Pardon me, please.

His name is Manmoto Majumdar.

He studies in Hindu College.
Philosophy.

He failed his exams this year.

The summer vacations have begun..

..but, he hasn't gone home yet.

Why?

What's he busy with?

He cannot be a run
of the mill student.

Everyone's gone,
why did he stay back?

Alone!

What conspiracy is
he devising in his mind?

Why didn't he go home?

Why does he want to stay alone?

Questions! Questions!
And more questions.

Manmoto seems really interesting,
Mohim.

In order to understand
a criminal..

..it's important to
understand his customs.

That is, you
start thinking like he does..

..and start making
the same moves as him.

Hello.

I am Sathyaki Rai Chaudhary.

Well, Siddheshwar must
have told you about me.

-Yes, are you the new tenant?
-Yes.

-Yes.
-Come in.

-Do you need anything?
-No. Nothing.

Where are my manners?

Please come in, take a seat.

Come in.

So, where are you from?

I am definitely
not from Siliguri.

He's clever.

He didn't avoid my question or
tell me about his whereabouts.

And where are you from,
Sathyaki?

-Kolkata.
-I see.

I had to come down
here for some work.

My office is nearby.

I work in an insurance company.

Oh, you are into service.

Public service.

And..

..what do you do?

I am a student.

-I study at the Hindu College.
-Okay.

Philosophy.

But, I couldn't pass
my exams this year.

That's all right.

Everyone gets a second chance.

But, aren't your summer
vacations on, now?

Everyone's gone home.

And you're still here.

-What will I do back home, Sathyaki?
-Yes.

Well, I must take your leave.

-It was nice meeting you.
-Okay.

-Bye.
-Bye.

I hope, you've no
problems eating meat?

Who are you?

Who are you, Mr. Manmoto?

A connoisseur of good food.

I can see that. Please eat.

Manmoto.

Can I say something?

I hope, you won't tell anyone.

What is it, Sathyaki?

Have you ever been in love?

What kind of a question is that?

No, well..

..there is a girl in my office.

She is very beautiful.

I really like her.

I think, I am in love with her.

But, it is hard to say..

..whether,
she loves me or not.

-Does she work in your office?
-Yes.

That is the problem.

She is always in front of
my eyes, so close to me.

And yet, so far.

Honestly speaking, Sathyaki,
this is nothing new.

That's how, God made relationships
between man and woman.

So that, whenever
someone is afflicted by love..

..others can laugh at him.

They make a mockery of him.

You know, the more love
you have in your heart..

..the more it hurts.

But, that is the law of nature.

That's really deep.

It seems like you
are in love, too.

Isn't it? Isn't it?

It is a long story.

-Maybe some other time.
-Why some other time?

Tell me, now.

Look, there's a lot that
can be said about this topic.

-So, not today.
-But, at least..

Nothing?

He's very complicated.

It's not that easy to crack him.

I've already made my next move.

I used an agent provocateur.

What kind of agent provocateur?

A woman!

A woman?

Manik.

Two people can
become friends, easily.

But, unless they
discuss matters of the heart..

..their friendship
doesn't grow deep.

I told him a secret.

A love story. Fictitious.
It was mine.

I trusted him.
So now, he will trust me.

Right?

I can never understand
your mysteries.

Manik, if only you had
been there, you'd see.

-I cooked up a love-story in an instant.
-Yes.

It was full of love,
pain, emotions, everything!

Closer.

After a while, I was
so proud of my creation..

..it made me feel
like some great actor.

Mohim Chandra Giribala.

Giribala?

Giribala!

Why?

-Nonsense. Giribala.
-Did I say something amusing?

Eat slowly.

The food isn't going anywhere.

If you like home-made
food so much..

..then, why don't you stay
at home?

I won't try to stop you..

..but at least, tell me
where you've been living..

..and what have you been
doing?

I'll tell you.

When the time's right,
I'll tell you.

I see and when will
it be the right time?

Soon.

I've made considerable progress..

..in the new case that
I've been investigating.

Have faith in me, Indu.

I'm just doing my job.

You know..

..I am right.

A new wife?

Teach her to cook like you.

What happened?

Your moustache!

When the time is right..

..I'll tell you, everything.
Okay?

Manmoto.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I mean, you're
very quiet these days.

Is everything okay?

I'm absolutely fine, Sathyaki.

Did you read this news?

About the three revolutionaries
who have been caught.

I don't think, they've
been caught yet.

I am sure, they surrendered
for a reason.

-Really?
-Yes.

-Some tea?
-No, thank you.

My friend Manmoto..

..has been spending a lot
of his time behind closed doors.

I wonder, what secret
agenda he has.

But, he doesn't know
it, either.

The truth is, a secret
is just another word for me.

That's all.

No need to talk too much.

We need to learn the
truth about Manmoto.

We need to find out, why..

-Harimati.
-Yes?

What's wrong?
Are you okay?

Everything's fine.

No.

Honestly speaking, Mohim..

..I wonder why,
I am really excited!

Even my ears have turned red.

Harimati, we need
to expose Manmoto.

I hope, you don't reveal
your identity in your excitement.

Be careful.

I'll take your leave.

Didn't he leave
a bit too early?

Let's go.

See, Harimati. Didn't I tell you?

This is where we'll find him.

Let's go.

Can't we wait a little longer?

Mohim, there's
something I want to tell you.

I know it's wrong and it's
against the norms of the society.

But I must tell you, Mohim.

-I'm in love with someone. Secretly.
-What?

-I am in love, Mohim.
-But, this is wrong.

-Socially unacceptable.
-Why, Mohim?

Why does everything
have to end like this?

Why does society stop
us from doing these things?

Because I am married.

I have a wife.

-I was talking about Manmoto.
-What?

It has just been three
days, since their capture.

And Golbari Police Station
is already facing a lot of heat..

..because of the break.

Not only so, the 'Trio'
as they're being called now..

..also took with them,
as a parting gift..

..whatever they might
from the police station.

15 guns, are told
to be missing.

Along with 300 rounds
of ammunition.

I don't think, they've
been caught yet.

I am sure, they surrendered
themselves for a reason.

Manmoto.

Harimati wants to come here.

-Forever?
-No, no.

Just like that.

To see how we stay,
and in what condition.

She was saying, we should
all go out for dinner.

I see.

One more thing.

I told her everything.
About me.

About my feelings.

Clearly. In no uncertain
terms.

She said, she'll think about it.

-Good.
-Isn't it?

I've invited her over
on Friday at 9 p.m.

Is that okay?

Manmoto.

It's okay, Sathyaki.

-How about some tea?
-Yes, of course.

Manmoto.

I am going out..

..to pick up Harimati.

I thought, I should ask. Would
you like anything to eat?

Cutlets.

Fried snacks.

Sweets.

No, thank you. You can go.

I have a stomach ache.

-I'll go get some medicines.
-Okay.

May I leave?

Yes.

Okay.

Mohim.

Nilakshi,
I told you, I have evidence.

You said, you don't
even talk to Harimati.

Nilakshi, I guess
you've forgotten all about..

..Manmoto, with whom you spent
your childhood.

But, he never forgot you.

We used to be best friends.

I admit, our childhood
days ended lot earlier.

But, those sounds
of bliss and happiness..

..still resonate in my ears.

I don't know whether
you know this..

..but one day, when I
ran out of patience..

..I spoke to your father
about marrying you.

We were of the same age..

..that's why our family
were against our relationship.

A few days later, you
got married and left.

For years, there
was no news about you.

Then one day, I found
out that your husband..

..was transferred to Siliguri.

That was all.

I came here too, looking
for your home.

Meeting you is my
impossible intention.

And God is my witness..

..that I don't want to create
any interference in your marriage.

In the evening,
I position myself..

..under the lamp
post near your house.

Every evening at 7,
you sanctify your entire home..

..with the holy lamp, while
looking towards the South.

That single, invaluable
scene mesmerized me.

And I started coming
every day, to witness it.

That is my only mistake,
when it comes to you.

Coincidentally, do
you know what happened?

Your husband and
I became close friends.

Hello.

Who are you, Monmoto?

A connoisseur of good food.

And during my
interaction with him..

..I understood that
you're not happy with him.

Can I say something?

Well, there's
a girl in my office.

I know, that I've
no right over you, socially.

But honestly, your
sorrow has become my pain.

And all I can do is
try to relieve your pain.

There's been a murder, Mohim.

Mohim.

With great courage,
I'm making a request.

Please, don't mind.

Can you secretly come to my place
on Friday, at 8 p.m.?

I want to tell you something
important about your husband.

Things that a wife should
know about her husband.

If you don't believe me,
I've evidence for you.

Evidence, that your husband
will bring along himself.

-Tea!
-No, thank you.

I know, it's difficult
for you to believe a stranger.

So, I suggest that you give
this letter to your husband.

Listen.

Listen.

Listen.

Listen..

I'll tell him whatever
he needs to know about himself.

Listen.

Always your well-wisher.

Monmoto Majumdar.

Mohim, I need your signature.

You see,
he's being released today.

Hello, sir.

Let's go.

Hello, sir.

Okay, sir.
Goodbye.

Palto, where is your uncle?

Here I am.
In the study.