(Guddu bhai… your Bablu is not alive. I drank his blood. But I have a surprise for you. That rickshaw puller who saved you? He was my man. And the bomb in your house… that wasn’t mine. That was your own brother’s. Yes… Bablu himself wanted to blow you up. Because Bablu knew—you and his wife… the whole Mirzapur knows.)
Inside is not a body.
JP Yadav is on a phone call. “Haan, Beena ji. Main samajh gaya. Guddu Pandit ko khatam karna hai. Lekin ek shart hai—Munna ka koi waris nahi hona chahiye. Tyaag ka beta bhi marwa do.” (Yes, Beena ji. I understand. Guddu Pandit must be eliminated. But one condition—there must be no heir of Munna. Get rid of Tyaagi’s son too.)
Sweety: “Mirzapur ki gaddi sirf lalchi log nahi chahte. Maayein bhi chahti hain.” (The throne of Mirzapur isn’t just wanted by greedy men. Mothers want it too.)
Beena: “Ladka mar gaya. Budha bhi mar gaya. Ab ghar mein sirf auratein bachi hain. Kya tum humari raksha karoge?” (The boy is dead. The old man is dead. Now only women remain in the house. Will you protect us?)
He hangs up. Turns to a shadowy figure in the corner.
He looks at the camera (breaking fourth wall in style of the show) and whispers:
Here is the story for .
