Perfect crime jaisa kuch nahi hota ... jab criminal ko lagta hai ki usne saare saboot mitta diye hai ... toh upar wala uske khilaaf saboot chhod jaata hai

There's no such thing as a perfect crime ... when a criminal thinks that he has erased all the evidence ... then God leaves behind proof against him

Mumbai kisi ke baap ka nahi hai ... Mumbai police ka hai

Mumbai doesn't belong to anyone's father ... it belongs to the Mumbai police

Credit ka kya hai na, oxygen cylinder ki tarah hota hai ... jisse zaroorat hai, us hi ko milna chahiye

Credit is just like an oxygen cylinder ... the one who needs it, should get it

Main tujhe apni har saans se noch-noch ke nikalunga ... taaki mere andar tere liye sirf nafrat reh jaye

I will tear you out piece by piece from every breath of mine ... so that all that remains inside me for you is hatred

Ustra se panga nahi lene ka ... shareer se atma kaatke le jaata hai

Don't mess with a razor ... it slices the soul right out of the body