209...
- 210? - 210.
- 211? - 211.
What is the patient's name?
Jung Bahadur.
Eeny Meeny Miny Moe
Sir, the Senior Inspector wants to see you.
Sir...
Sir, my wife is...
pregnant.
But you aren't!
Stay here.
Did he tell you?
He didn't tell me.
Did you tell him?
I didn't tell him.
What do we do?
- Tell me. - You tell me, sir.
What do we do?
He's already here.
Yes, sir, he is here.
Will you go?
Or should I?
There's an hour to go.
I will continue the interrogation.
We got two ransom notes.
The first, for 7,000 rupees, was written by Barfi.
But we don't know who wrote the second note for 100,000 rupees.
'Lf your daughter's life is dear to you...
come with 100,000 rupees to...
Lona Kukur bridge at 11 pm.
Otherwise the girl is dead.'
So the Senior Inspector and Mr. Chatterjee...
went to the bridge at 11 pm sharp.
All night long, many officers...
tried to look for Jhilmil in the lake.
The strange thing about this case was...
no one could identify the villain.
If Jhilmil were to be killed...
who would stand to gain?
I continued with my interrogation.
I was sure of getting a lead somewhere.
I didn't get any leads.
But what I did get...
was emotionally shocking.
- You can't get away!
- Hey... wait!
- Do you want to go or not?
- Barfi...
Barfi!
CHATTERJEE GIRL MISSING KIDNAPPER ON THE RUN.
Sorry, sir.
The Senior Inspector wants to see you.
Excuse me!
Mr. Sengupta.
Waiting.
Once again I lost my resolve when I saw Ranjeet.
Once again I'd left Barfi behind.
But destiny kept bringing me back to him.
Yet, I don't know why...
I never had the courage to follow my heart.
Perhaps that's why destiny didn't favour me.
Barfi could've taken Jhilmil anywhere.
But destiny brought him to Kolkata.
Or he came there intentionally.
Because he knew I had moved to Kolkata after my wedding.
A...
B...
B for Barfi...
Barfi...
Barfi!
I never imagined Barfi would enter my life again.
And when I met him after all this time...
I wasn't just meeting Barfi.
But also the girl...
who lost herself after becoming Mrs. Sengupta.
Mom once said...
that a silence would envelope Barfi and me.
And that some day that silence would drown out our love.
But silence was all Ranjeet and I had.
We could hear each other clearly... but we didn't feel a thing.
In every way we were complete...
but our love remained incomplete.
You could say, in some ways Barfi was incomplete...
but his love was complete.
All I know is that she is from Darjeeling.
But what about her parents? Don't you have any other details?
Mrs. Sengupta?
Yes.
Jhilmil Chatterjee's missing report?
Yes?
Did you report it?
Yes.
Jhilmil went missing three times.
First, she was kidnapped from her home.
The second time Barfi took her from under our nose!
The next six months I didn't hear a thing.
I assumed it was the end of the case.
- But, six months later, Mr. Chatterjee called me...
- to his house.
- And, why did he call me?
To give me the 100,000 rupee ransom note.
Case reopened.
- But, even before I could get started, I got a call from Calcutta.
- That a certain Mrs. Sengupta in Calcutta...
- had reported Jhilmil missing.
Jhilmil missing in Calcutta...
and ransom note in Darjeeling.
It made no sense.
Just like a bad detective novel.
Now?
What now, sir?
We have to tell the girl's father...
who killed her.
Who?
Who is in our custody?
Barfi.
He killed Jhilmil.
How could he have killed her...
while he has been in our custody?
You and I know that, but Mr. Chatterjee doesn't.
No.
Fundamentally, this is wrong, sir.
Fundamentally, he can dismiss us from ourjobs.
He's very powerful.
He can take names off school rolls.
I don't go to school, sir.
But your kids do.
If you lose yourjob, how will you pay the fees?
We'll tell Chatterjee that we arrested him after the girl died.
He is hearing and speech impaired. He can't argue, simple!
Hello... Mr. Chatterjee...
What are you looking for?
The lawyer's number.
Why don't you eat something...
- Shruti...
You lied to me, mom.
Why do you sneak out to see that man?
It's because you still love him.
Don't you?
Do you really love dad?
- Mr. Chatterjee... don't do this.
- Mr. Chatterjee, listen...
- Control yourself... please!
- I request you.
- Get a hold of yourself!
- Barfi! Don't do that.
Hello...
Yes.
Okay Inspector, I'll be there.
Do you really have to go?
Shruti...
Then don't come back.
Thank you, Mrs. Sengupta.
I wasn't sure who to call.
And I didn't think anybody else would turn up.
- We don't know who murdered Jhilmil.
- But when asked, the cops will say he did it.
I'll find out...
who the real culprit is.
- But that could take some time.
I don't have a soft corner for him.
But I guess you do...
- He'll get trapped, Mrs. Sengupta.
- They are a powerful family.
- Take him away.
But...
everybody deserves a second chance.
- Here... a ticket for Calcutta.
Thank you!
One more ticket, please.
I don't know why but...
I wasn't really concerned about Jhilmil's disappearance.
In fact, I was happy.
Because, finally Barfi was mine.
But someone who loses their love...
and goes on with life, who knew that better than me.
Living with Barfi I realised that...
I finally got my opportunity.
But a little too late.
There I was with Barfi...
but Barfi was still devoted to Jhilmil.
- So, you're Barfi.
- You're here looking for Jhilmil.
But why here?
Jhilmil had the number of this place.
So he thought... his last hope...
Why would Jhilmil be here?
It's been so long since...
- Jhilmil didn't come here.
- Please leave!
- Please go away.
- Please go!
- Jhilmil is not here.
- Jhilmil is not here!
- Get him... catch him...
Daju...
Jhilmil...
I hope you haven't told anyone.
- Please don't.
- What could I do... I was in a mess.
- I thought she'd go missing for a few hours.
- This was the best way to get money from my own family!
- The debts were killing me.
- Jhilmil's grandpa made sure I only got a measly amount every month.
- He left the rest of his wealth in Jhilmil's Trust Fund.
- This was the only way to get funds out of the Trust.
- I made a mistake.
A grave mistake.
- I really care about Jhilmil, Daju.
Will you take Jhilmil away from here again?
- Yes.
- Her mother wouldn't want her to be here.
Do you still need the money?
Jhilmil is...
very happy here.
Daju looked at Barfi's attempts in silence.
Here was Barfi...
who cared for Jhilmil even more than he did.
Whether Jhilmil would stay back at Muskaan or go away with Barfi...
was a decision he left to Jhilmil.
- Barfi...
- Barfi!
That was the love I always yearned for.
Just like my grandparents.
True love.
To live together and die together...
in each other's arms.
So no ones left behind in tears.
They left...
together.
Leaving me all alone.
It could have been me instead of Jhilmil.
But it was Jhilmil who got Barfi.
Because she didn't plan to fall in love.
She didn't think about the consequences.
She didn't think how life would turn out.
She just loved him unconditionally.
And it all turned out well in the end.