Dabba Cartel (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

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Smile.
See? This side.
Eyes on the suspect.
Hey. You're early.
No, you're just late.
I had plenty of time in hand
when I left, but you know--
I know. "Mumbai traffic."
You get stuck in it every single time.
So, how's Raji doing?
She's stressed about work, poor thing.
Why?
Because of Hari.
He's filled her head with his dreams
of going to Germany.
It's a nice place.
Who knows?
Germany might be good for you too.
Why would I go to Germany?
Could you please pick that up?
Hey, I could've gotten hurt just now.
Watch what you're doing.
I have been watching.
That guy in the black T-shirt
is your customer, right?
What? You want to sell the goods
right in front of the cops?
What goods? What are you talking about?
The police have their eyes on you.
They're watching your customer.
How do you know?
Scram, or you'll get caught.
Go on. Run.
After him!
Why did you save him?
One of these days,
he'll either get caught or get killed.
Those are the only two ways
to get out of this business.
Who knows if he even wants to get out?
This old story again?
No, I'm not complaining.
It's all in the past now.
Just like an ex-boyfriend.
Do you want to get some corn to eat?
Want me to go get it?
BE A VIGILANT CITIZEN
What should I do with you?
Please let it go, sahib.
She doesn't know anything.
And you are?
I'm Shahida.
I'm her broker.
I arranged the flat she's renting.
You knew what she was up to, right?
No, she didn't know--
Hey, Shahida!
I'll tutor you
in how to speak Marathi properly later.
Right now, I'm interrogating her.
Did you know what she was up to?
Sorry, ma'am.
-Kadam, hand me the dabba, please.
-Okay.
I don't want your apologies.
Just answer my question.
Don't waste my time.
What are you looking around for?
She has already confessed.
Ma'am, we didn't know anything.
We didn't know…
Sheesh, beans again?
What's the problem?
Sit down.
So, what didn't you know?
That this child is a minor?
Your friend could go to prison for up to
two years for breaching child labour laws.
Didn't you know?
She's uneducated, but you two aren't.
You should know better, right?
Why give people an opportunity
to point fingers?
I'll let this go once, but if there are
any more complaints, I won't let you off.
-Take her and leave.
-Thank you.
Madam broker, you sit down.
Sit down!
Raji, ma'am, I--
Take Kunni and go home.
I'll talk to you later.
I don't know her.
Did I ask you anything?
Sorry.
Anything available near Waghbil,
like a two-bedroom flat?
You need one?
No, it's just my hobby
to look around for available flats.
One moment.
Here's my card, madam.
That's my number up there.
Don't worry about the rent.
Call me and I'll get you the best deal.
I won't even charge a brokerage fee.
-Are you trying to bribe me?
-No.
You can think of it as my fees
for the Marathi tutoring
that I should be paying you.
Can I go now?
I can understand why you're upset.
I would be too.
-Didi, that Santosh--
-Shut up!
Even so, who sells ganja
just to get a video deleted?
It must sell for quite a lot.
Greetings.
Would you mind calling Jagjot to join us?
Jagjot is not home.
Look, sir, I understand that your family
has gone through a lot--
The media said the exact same thing.
Then they published stories
saying that Parul was a drug addict,
something common in Punjab.
Didn't they?
Look, the government
wants to help you and--
Listen, sir-ji.
When the media spread the news
that she was a drug addict,
your government helped plenty.
I'll thank you not to help us anymore.
Please.
The tea is getting cold. Please drink it.
If I could meet Jagjot once…?
I can drink tea anytime.
Jagjot?
There's nothing I can do
to help with your grief,
but if you're willing to,
you can help prevent other people
from going through what you did.
Like your wife, there are many people
who are buying Modella
without knowing that
they're buying poison, not medicine.
Help me to trace
the supply chain, Jagjot-ji.
Please help me
to stop more people like Parul from dying.
Jag…
The roof of my house is red.
"The roof of my house is red."
Just a second. Hari, it's Aai.
Just a second.
Hello, jamai-babu!
Hello, Aai. How are things?
Her father is so happy!
As soon as he heard the news,
he said we should visit you.
We'll visit you once the festival is over.
Yes, of course, please do come.
This time, there was a flood of orders
for religious statues
so he's busy with those night and day!
Aai, tell Baba there's no need to go
to the trouble of coming all the way here.
He never listens to a single word I say.
Aai, I'm sorry but I have to go now.
I'm working.
-I'll keep in touch.
-Bye.
Okay, listen, I told you about
the ragi laddu, right?
-Yes, you did.
-Do make them. They're good for you.
Remember, you're eating for two now.
Aai, I'll call you in a bit.
-Take care of yourself.
-Okay.
-Bye.
-Bye.
These people have palmed off absolute crap
in the name of police quarters.
That's why I keep saying you should
come and live with me in Panvel.
We'll do vertical farming there
and grow "avodoco"…
-Avocado.
-Yes. We'll grow those.
Really, Baba?
Other parents send their kids to London or
the US, and you're sending me to Panvel?
And to do farming at that?
I've landed a big case.
If I can crack it,
then I'll get a promotion,
an award, the lot!
Why go through so much trouble and work
so hard just to live in a place like this?
Your mother too.
You needn't trouble yourself
on my account.
I'll find a place for myself.
I just met a broker today.
You talk about growing avocados,
but fill my dabba with beans?
To make you strong.
-Let me do that for you.
-Here you go.
Madam, what are you doing there?
Is this where the employees here
log their attendance?
Yes, madam.
-Does it show their names here too?
-Yes, madam.
Great. Can you show me?
-First, go to the menu.
-Okay.
Then press this button.
Then input the employee code.
See? My name shows up, Pavan Tripathi.
Amazing. Let me try.
Don't worry about FDSCO, Shailaja.
I've taken care of that.
VivaLife has nothing to do with Modella.
You just have to ensure that.
Of course. I know.
And what about Bhowmick?
Is he going to be a problem?
We have taken care of him.
He won't be a problem.
Until the court clears him,
he can't talk about the case.
Shankar, you know you're answerable
for this mess, right?
Yeah, I know.
Bye.
This is post-dated.
The landlord's not going to accept it.
Get him to accept it.
I pay you a brokerage fee, right?
That doesn't land in my pocket.
That goes to Kishore bhai.
In four months,
when the rent agreement is drawn up,
you can take a 5% commission.
Make it 7%.
Excuse me!
Excuse me! Call Varuna Ma'am!
Call her! I want my money right now!
-This has become habitual!
-Naresh bhai.
Let's talk inside. Please, come.
What shall we talk about inside, madam?
You've been sitting on merchandise
for three months.
I haven't received a single payment!
Please don't make a scene.
Let's talk inside, Naresh bhai.
It's not a small amount.
You've taken out a loan of 40 lakhs.
Not a single vendor
wants to work with you.
I want all my money within a month.
Your reputation is already in tatters
with your suppliers.
I'll ensure that
it's ruined with your customers too.
See you.
I'm sorry.
Here. This is my contribution
to our move to Germany.
Hari, I was wondering if I should
stop my food business,
start something new,
and keep adding that income to this.
This is peanuts, Raji. It won't help.
Try to understand what I'm saying, Raji.
Let's just go to Germany and settle down.
After that, we can have a baby
whenever you want.
Look, I understand what's scaring you.
But next time, if there are any issues,
I promise I'll consult a doctor.
I promise.
You could have done that this time too.
We've been lucky enough to be
blessed with good news, but--
I also want a family, Raji.
I'm not saying no.
I'm just asking you to wait a bit.
Why can't your plans for Germany wait?
Because I have Shankar Sir's support
at the moment.
And if I lose this chance, then…
Raji, listen to me.
I don't want to live an ordinary,
hand-to-mouth existence like this forever.
I don't want to slave away my whole life
until I'm old like Keyur Nair.
I want a shortcut.
And who am I doing all this for?
For us, my love.
I can't do it.
I won't be able to.
I can't kill my unborn child.
Okay.
Fine.
Let's do this.
Let's give up on Germany.
Let's not go. Let's remain here.
We're happy, right?
But I can't afford
the living expenses of three people!
I'm sorry.
Hello, Ba.
Let's go to the Sankalp Siddhi flat first.
-Didi, it's Sunday today and--
-There's an issue. Let's go.
See you later, Ba.
-Didi--
-Come on.
Did you say something?
I thought I heard you say something.
Didi…
I'll say no to Santosh.
I was just trapped.
Santosh is a real motherfu… Sorry.
Didi, he's blackmailing me.
I'm not stupid enough
to ruin my own business like this.
Didi, I'll never do it again.
Didi, please forgive me.
I'm sorry.
Call Santosh.
Can't you keep a secret? Why don't you
just make a video and broadcast it?
I also have lots of stuff to broadcast,
don't forget.
If these ladies open their mouths,
we'll be in big trouble.
If you've finished your little chat,
shall we talk business?
Business?
We will sell three times
as much of your stuff.
You'll get 80%
and our cut will be just 20%.
In return, you have to
delete Mala's video.
Sell it first
and then I'll delete the video.
Let's meet again this evening.
We'll talk more then.
Taken with a member
of Thane's Legislative Assembly.
-I see.
-And that?
That's with Choocha from the film Fukrey.
Nice.
-Please, sit. Have some water.
-Sure. Thank you.
What kind of tea would you like?
-Water's fine, thanks.
-Oh, all right then.
I've had a talk with Mala.
There won't be any more issues.
Please don't worry.
The police are already
keeping an eye on your building.
Someone's being investigated?
Yes, but chances are
you wouldn't know them.
The fact is, madam-ji,
that I know everyone here.
Really?
Honestly, it's a very high-profile case.
Who are you looking into?
Bhowmick Bose.
Bhowmick Bose?
He was the top chemical engineer
at VivaLife.
My husband used to say
he was a true genius.
He used to live right here,
two floors above us.
Then your husband must surely know
about the con he was involved in.
My husband doesn't know anything.
He can't even find his own underwear.
Would you happen to have
either Bhowmick's number or his address?
Sir asked me to bring these here.
-Please put them in the fridge.
-Yes, sure.
Sir, I've spoken to the team.
They'll update the SCM document
and mail it this evening, sir.
Great.
I've had the beer
placed in the fridge, sir.
Sit.
-No, sir. I'll leave, sir.
-Come on, sit. Have a beer with us.
-Here.
-I'll just have water, sir.
Have some. Come on.
Sir.
Hello, sir.
So what's going on
with that drug inspector?
I've already spoken to the FDSCO.
If they find our proposal attractive,
they'll ask that Pathak to back off.
Let's bide our time until then.
Not the FDSCO, I presume?
It's my dad's nurse.
-I'll just take this.
-Sure.
If I have something for you,
I'll call you.
What is it?
-Nothing, sir.
-Drink up.
Oh man! Now that Mrs Tijori is going to
spread the word all over VivaLife.
Nothing like that will happen.
I've already spoken to her about that.
Do you know what your problem is?
You want to do everything
the proper, official way.
How long do you want to stay there?
And what do you want to do there?
Hold a protest?
You should try my method. It's easier.
But my method is the right one.
Fine then. Go ahead.
You keep waiting
for Jagjot to come around.
In the meantime, I'll nab Bhowmick Bose.
Shall we make a bet?
You think I'll risk my job for a bet?
Look, Preeti, if VivaLife finds out--
They won't find out, Pathak-ji.
I have a friend in the IT cell.
I've shared
Bhowmick's identity card with him.
As soon as I get Bhowmick's number,
I'll talk to him. Directly.
You'll talk? What will you say?
Why do you want to know?
I'll handle it my way.
Okay. Bye.
Hello…?
Don't worry. He's a Bombay guy.
They love their creature comforts.
He won't last long here.
You take it easy, okay?
Come on, let's go downstairs.
-Didi, listen up.
-What is it?
We're going to have so much fun together.
We'll earn plenty of money.
We'll go shopping, we'll go to the salon,
and we'll get haircuts.
-We'll--
-Mala!
This is not going to be
my permanent job, okay?
As soon as I have enough for Germany,
I'll end it all.
Just don't get carried away, okay?
Let's go.
Santosh has given us an entire jungle.
He said we should make up
the ten-gram packets ourselves.
Premium product.
You know what?
Let's do eight-gram packets.
-Why eight?
-So we can make a better profit.
Surely the customer
won't actually check the weight?
We've promised ten and we'll deliver ten.
Wow. A drug dealer with principles.
That's a first.
Okay. Let's do ten-gram packets.
SATNAM GENERAL STORE
ALL GROCERIES
CHEAPER THAN MARKET RATES
What am I meant to do with this?
Where's Santosh?
I don't have time for your questions.
Hand over the dough.
I have to deliver ten more dabbas.
Why do you guys cook aloo gobi every day?
Don't your customers get sick of it?
You should make exotic dishes
like malai tikka or malai kofta.
Where are the dabbas I placed here?
I put them over there
with the other dabbas.
Are you crazy? There was ganja in those.
How was I supposed to know?
Why move them at all if you didn't know?
You're just creating
additional work for me.
Why are you getting mad at me? Just focus
on doing your own work properly.
Be quiet! I'd sorted them out already,
but you've created a mess.
-Crazy.
-Malai kofta indeed!
Stop it, you two.
Mala, is this the one that contains ganja?
Yes.
Here.
Don't waste your time smiling at me.
Just hand me the dough.
-Bye.
-Buzz off.
Raji?
Yes, Ba?
Here's a token gift for your baby shower.
Thank you.
If you don't like it,
feel free to exchange it.
It's warm, isn't it?
SANKALP SIDDHI
COOPERATIVE HOUSING SOCIETY LIMITED
Hey there, madam.
Wow. You cooked bhindi today?
What brings you here?
What is this?
New merchandise.
This will go in the dabbas
starting from tomorrow.
It'll double our profit straight away.
We won't sell this.
These are actual narcotics.
Madam, merchandise is merchandise.
What difference does it make to you?
You just supply it in the dabbas.
Do what you've been doing so far.
Are you crazy?
What if someone overdoses on it?
Everyone has to die one day, madam.
At least they'll die happy and high.
How much is all this worth?
It's 8000 per gram.
And this contains 20 grams of pure MDMA.
Do you know what its market price is?
One and a half lakhs.
-One and a half lakhs?
-Yup.
For that tiny amount?
"Tiny amount"? My dear…
Look, this weighs half a kilo.
Take a guess at what it's worth.
Two.
-Four lakhs.
-Four indeed.
Four lakhs?
Try 40.
-Forty lakhs?
-Yup.
That's what I'm trying to explain.
We're not amateurs anymore.
We're in the big league now.
But you can start small.
Deal 20 grams for now.
I'll give you more later.
What are you two thinking?
We're being promoted.
We'll rake in so much
that we'll be able to buy this
bloody flat itself--
Hey! What are you trying to do?
Delete the video.
Don't fuck around, that's expensive.
Hand it over.
-Stay back! Delete the video!
-Wait. I'm deleting it.
I'm doing it.
You don't trust me, do you?
-There. Deleted. Hand it over--
-Stay back!
I'll stand right here.
You be careful with that.
I've deleted the video. Come on now.
Mala, hold on.
Show me whether the video is deleted.
That's how you delete it.
Are you done?
-Now, hand it--
-Don't come closer! Move away!
Don't do it, Mala! Give it back!
What do you think?
You think I can't bring Kunni here
and show her your reality, bitch?
-You fucker!
-Mala!
You threw away my stuff?!
Bitch! Slut!
Move! My stuff!
Come here!
-Santosh!
-Let go of me, Santosh.
You dared to throw away my stuff?!
Santosh, let go of her!
Let her go or I'll kill you!
What's your plan now?
Will you repay this loss
by pimping yourselves, you bitches?!
Neither of you will get off scot-free.
Watch out.
You won't escape.
I will fucking ruin your life, fuckers!
Why did you do that?
Didi…
What are we going to do now?
-How are you, paaji?
-I'm fine, bhai.
It's you?
Jagjot-ji?
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
Hats off to your persistence, sir.
Sit down, paaji.
They're chrysanthemums.
Parul liked gardening a lot.
Sorry. The tragedy in your family--
Gardening is tough.
You have to sit, stand, and bend a lot.
After some years,
Parul started having back pain.
That's why we went to see Dr Chawala.
-Tablet "M"?
-Modella.
That's what everyone is talking about,
saying it's a narcotic and all that.
Dr Chawala wrote the prescription himself.
Modella is banned
but doctors are prescribing it?
Is it wrong to follow the doctor's orders?
Someone's definitely manufacturing it.
We'll find out who.
You don't have to…
Please.
We have no interest in this.
We've suffered so much already.
Careful.
We don't want any more of this drama.
Thank you.
Then why are you helping me?
I've never seen a government officer
working overtime before.
That's why.
Thank you.
We're in deep shit
and she wants a cup of tea.
Weren't we in deep shit
as soon as you poured the drugs away?
-Don't annoy me.
-Stop it, you two.
She's crazy, that's the problem.
What will happen when Kishore finds out?
Nothing. We'll leave this flat, and it'll
look like no one ever lived here.
Santosh will find us
no matter what it takes.
I'll just go underground.
Where to, madam?
Send me the address and I'll send a wire.
Underground indeed.
-Go on, get the door.
-You get it.
Why me?
Who is it?
I'm from the Society.
Chickens.
You're from the Society…?
Actually, I lied.
Sorry. I didn't want to
break down the door if I didn't have to.
Ganya.
And who would you be?
I'm Chavan. Santosh's boss.
Santosh who?
"Who."
Ganya. Who's Santosh, Ganya?
He was taking a train,
trying to run off to his hometown.
So I thought a selfie was in order.
Now you remember Santosh, right?
His face is a little mangled,
but you can easily tell it's Santosh.
Bhau, there's nothing here.
Tell me, which cunt
poured my merchandise down the drain?
We don't know. We didn't do…
"We don't know."
"Let us go."
"We'll repay your money."
Right?
How will you repay me, you paupers?
Sir, I'm a broker.
I have nothing to do with these two.
I will leave, sir.
I'll wait.
-Whose phone is ringing?
-Mine.
Shut up. Step back.
Hey you, go and switch off the phone.
What's taking you so long?
Turn it off!
I have a very young child.
Please let me go, sahib.
She must be waiting for me.
-Let me go home, sahib.
-Quiet!
Get back. Step back.
Let me go, sahib.
She's very young.
Please let me go, sir.
-Please may I leave, sir?
-Don't get on my nerves!
Let me go, please!
Subtitle translation by: Neena Kiss