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- Let's go for it, Uncle! - Hey, check out that little guy dancing!

Smart boy.

Here you go.

- Greetings. - Welcome, welcome.

- Greetings. - Welcome.

Greetings.

You don't exactly look like someone I'd give even a penny to, aunty.

Come on with us, Brother-in-law.

We even picked a bedsheet that matches your outfit.

Seriously?

Yep, come on, have a seat, Brother-in-law.

Your damn sister... the one I'm marrying!

Here you go.

- Greetings. - Pass me a plate, son.

- Here you go. - I'm starving.

- Here you go, dear. - Will there be jalebis too?

Of course, there will be!

Has everyone sat down?

Yes Aunty, and the plates are all set.

Here you go.

- Did they serve the lentils? - Lentils?

Lentils are there and they've got some carrot veggies too.

They said to make lots of pumpkin as well.

Look over there.

- Lentils. - They've even served the rotis,

jalebis, and glasses full of buttermilk!

Have people started eating yet?

An old man with a white beard took a bite of roti,

dipped it in the lentils,

and that one bite just reached his mouth!

That's your cue, Aunty, go for it!

Taking Lord Gopal's name and join the wedding feast,

But solve the riddle first, or be cursed by me.

Hey, hold on, kiddo.

You can't eat that yet.

Why not? Can I at least start with the jalebis?

The bride's family has hit us with a riddle.

Wait, are they planning to hit us?

Looks like that girl's about to challenge us with a riddle.

And until we figure it out, no one gets to eat.

- Exactly. - Four brothers of mine are pulp and small,

Four others dig into dirt and stand tall.

Two shine like stars so high,

Two stand tall, like towers in the sky.

And one sister of mine kills flies!

Wow, Daara, that's a whole bunch of siblings.

Must be one big family.

Alright, guests, the riddle's told, now gather and confide,

No food or sweets until the answer's supplied.

What could it be?

Solve it, Uncle, you should know,

- you've been married twice already! - Hey!

Shh, quiet now.

- You're making fun of me? - Boys,

I have no clue where this girl even found a riddle like this.

- Balihaar? - Yes?

Go grab Sarbala (the best man).

He threw some great riddles at us on the way here.

I think he's the only one who can crack this one.

Yes!

Sucha, come here!

We need you!

Here comes our guy!

My buddy's finally shown up.

Don't mess this up, Sucha.

Or we're leaving hungry.

- Yes. - Exactly.

Who'd even call me Sucha if the guests end up leaving hungry?

Get ready to dig into the dessert!

And you pay attention here.

Four brothers, plum and small, bring milk so sweet,

Four more dig the earth, steady legs beneath the feet.

Two stars that gleam are eyes so bright,

Two towers stand tall are horns ready to fight.

Wow!

One sister that swats flies is a tail mean,

I've solved the riddle and the guests have been freed,

Go and hide somewhere or shame will be seen!

Well done!

It's a buffalo.

That's amazing, Sucha.

You are truly incomparable.

Come on girl, serve us the dessert!

You call that a riddle?

Aunty, you've seriously embarrassed me with that one.

This is amazing.

I embarrassed you? Who do you think you are, Gama the wrestler or what?

We'll only be embarrassed if he can actually keep up with me in poetry.

He's picked the wrong girl to mess with.

Don't be deluded Jatta, my pride's still high,

Had I not made the puzzle light,

You'd have never solved it right.

I'll steal your heart without a fight,

so you best stay out of sight,

Try your luck with another game,

Because in this one, you'll lose the claim.

Stop it, Jatta, don't come my way,

Jatts like to fight and mess each day.

Stop it, Jatta, don't come my way,

Jatts like to fight and mess each day.

My family says you don't work at all,

Tell them, I'm not starving in the yard.

My brothers bear their weapons strong,

I see my hands soaked red before too long.

Stop it, Jatta, don't come my way,

Jatts like to fight and mess each day.

Jogis came down from the mountain high,

Jogis came down from the mountain high,

To woo you, girl, to give it a try,

Jogis came down from the mountain high,

Why do you act like a gangster, dressed in black anyway?

I don't think we'll reach the wedding day, But still, you think you'll take me away.

I can't be gentle, girl, so don't test,

My eyes watch all, your style and your zest.

I want to live with honor and pride every day,

Stop it, Jatta, don't come my way,

Jatts like to fight and mess each day.

Stop it, Jatta, don't come my way,

Jatts like to fight and mess each day.

Oh no, he winked at our girl!

Did you all see that, villagers?!

Damn you, your moron.

We're totally doomed!

What's going on? Why all the fuss?

He winked at the girl!

He's flirting with our angel!

Your angel started it with the riddle.

Happy now?

I told you to stop!

But Sister-in-law, what did I even do?

Come on! If you hadn't teased him first, he wouldn't have had the guts to wink.

Sucha, what are you doing?!

What?! She called me out in front of everyone, and I can't even wink back?

I was just trying to get everyone to eat.

She stopped you from eating, now we'll stop you from leaving!

Who's that?

All I see is a baton.

Don't look around, look down and talk to me.

Oh.

You come up!

No, you come down!

You come up!

No, you come down!

You...

You come up!

Brother, that's the best I can do.

Come on, brave brother, drop your anger and your baton.

Let's just sit and talk.

How much more sitting do you want?

You're already sitting on our roots.

We're not here to sit and talk, we're here to make you run for your lives!

Block the exits, boys. No one's leaving today.

Please, don't do this.

We've traveled all this way for the wedding.

Step aside, Brother-in-law.

If we mess up your feet,

you won't look so good hopping around with our girl anytime soon.

What's this poor guy's fault?

If anyone needs to get thrashed, it's the guy in the black clothes!

Let's go teach him a lesson.

Look, Brother, it's not smart to listen to these old ladies.

They'll get anyone beaten up for no reason.

- Right? - Exactly.

Why are you adding fuel to fire, Aunty?

You're mad over that penny, aren't you? Just take it and let's end this.

Look, he still hasn't stopped with his nonsense.

Don't worry, we'll make sure this Romeo stops right now.

- Hey! - Come on, let's go, let's go.

Nobody dares to look down on someone from his village while Maingal Singh's around.

Yes, that's right.

No big decisions get made in the next 20 villages

without checking in with Maingal Singh first.

I've stood right by uncle's side through five or six major decisions myself.

Don't back down now. Stay strong.

Not just you, your uncle's totally scared too.

Fine, but let's not let them see we're scared.

Don't worry, I'll figure a way out of this.

Maingal Singh, why don't you step in and give us justice?

We're not letting any of you leave without it.

This boy winked at the girl.

A proper, heavy wink.

What do you mean, "heavy"?

It's not like I yanked out my eye and flung it at her!

Maingal Singh doesn't speak to kids like you.

Go bring someone wise from your village. I'll talk to him.

Honestly, I doubt they even have a wise person in their village.

Get him!

They actually brought Bapu Pishora with them.

He's as strict and stubborn as anything.

Now he's really going to put him in his place.

Did they really drag him out here while he was still napping?

Here you go, Maingal Singh Ji, Bapu Pishora is here.

Have a word with him.

I'm not here to hand out sweets to a sleeping baby.

At least sit him up first.

- Come on, give me a hand here. - Yes yes, help him sit.

Alright, who's the one that kicked the girl?

- No one kicked her! - Bapu!

He winked at her! That guy in black, over there!

Uncle, this old man doesn't seem too wise to me.

Just give him a good thrashing and bring the girl back.

Go on, get him!

Is this the best "wise guy" you could find?

This could've been handled without him.

Pishora Singh?

Yes?

The wedding's already done.

- That means the girl's ours now. - Right.

And as for this boy,

I'm not letting anyone lay a finger on him.

If there's another way to settle this, let's talk it out.

Then brace yourselves.

If I make a call, you all better stand by it.

No backing out later, understood?

Just say the word.

Alright then, here are my two decisions:

Go ahead, say it.

First, this boy will never get married.

He'll stay single for life.

What?

- Bachelor forever? - Did you hear that, Uncle?

- Wait, listen to his second decision too. - Yes, come on.

My second decision's that...

Say it.

Say it already.

Why the dramatic pause?

Bapu?

What's wrong with him?

Give him a good knock and see.

Bapu?

Bapu?

Alright, those were his last words.

We've got to make sure they actually happen.

What?

Alright then, it's settled!

Oh no, Uncle, this whole thing's over before it even started.

Right?

Well done, Sarbala, well done!

You're incomparable! You're truly incomparable.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Gajjan!

Hey, Gajjan!

Come on, be a good boy and come out from whatever hole you're hiding in.

Brother, don't come out or he'll tear you apart like he does with your jackets.

Don't worry, I'm not letting him get anywhere near me.

Just wait and see my skills.

You won't find someone like me in all of Lahore or Peshawar.

When I said no one was supposed to tell Gajjan that the girl's family was coming,

who the heck went ahead and told him today?

Father, I swear on God, I didn't say a word.

I didn't tell him either, Father.

I'll find out eventually, no matter what.

Whoever it is, I'm going to throw you right into the fire, alive.

I think he's hiding out at Beera's place.

I'll drag him out of there.

Watch out, cub, the lion's coming for you!

Bhooro! Hey Bhooro!

Come here, dear.

How's everyone doing?

Are you all home?

Yes, Aunty, we're here.

Where did your father run off to?

He went to look for brother.

I came here to show Gajjan this jacket.

There's nothing like this anywhere in Lahore or Peshawar.

Honestly, I swear on God.

That's true.

I haven't seen anyone like this before either.

Since Gajjan's not home, I'll head out now.

Wait, Aunty, I was just hiding from my father.

Let me see what you brought.

Damn it!

I didn't want to show you anything.

I just wanted to see a real gem born in my own house!

This isn't fair. Who talks like a woman like that?

This is cheating!

Better change your ways, I'm warning you!

At your age, boys are busy grooming their mustaches with pride.

Meanwhile, my boy's stuck with embroidery threads.

Well, that's a good thing! Thank God for giving you such a good son.

It's not a bad thing at all.

I don't want a "good" son, I want a son who earns.

Now listen carefully,

the girl's family is coming to meet you today.

First rule: Don't open your mouth in front of them.

And if you do, only say greetings, nothing else.

Look, Father, I'm not looking to get married right now.

Son, you only start getting real respect once you're married.

Yeah? Didn't see you getting any of that respect.

You're as scared of Mother as a thief is of getting busted.

And you're scared of marriage like a bird's scared of a kite.

You won't get your hands on this kite then.

- Wait, you scoundrel... - Catch me if you can!

Who's the lucky girl you're bringing home as your wife today?

There was only one time I went to bring my wife home and I still regret it.

You regret it?

You practically robbed my brothers blind.

They're the ones who gave you this Kada (Bangle) and Kantha (Necklace).

They even gave you to me.

And they never came back to claim you.

Father, take off the Kada and Kantha.

I want to wear them.

Take them off and give them to my son.

No way, I won't.

Father, someone might slit your throat to steal the Kantha

during the wedding procession.

Besides, what will people say?

My old man acting young at this age?

What about you, huh?

Can't control your eyes, can you?

Well, I took after you.

I end up winking without even meaning to.

They say, "You're Tehla's son, that's the least you can do."

One day, I'll pluck out your eye.

And you might just pluck out someone's wife too.

I swear, one day I'll die!

Let him forget for once that he's not getting married.

Now my son's just going to be going to everyone else's weddings

for the rest of his life.

Son, don't lose heart. Go on, dance!

Yeah. Sure, make him dance.

Of course I'll dance, my buddy Daara's getting married.

He's not leaving without me.

Look, there goes your friend... without you.

Let's get going already.

Father, one day I'll take that Kantha off your neck, along with your neck!

Hey!

Hey, get up, man. You don't look right just sitting there.

Take a seat, Father.

You grabbed that from me, but it really doesn't suit you.

No way.

Look how shiny it is!

- Move aside. - Let's get going already.

Daara! Man, you look sharp!

That turban and those clothes suit you!

You look like some sorry prince from a crappy kingdom.

You're owning that groom look.

But Sucha, you're looking kind of out of place at my wedding.

Come on, hop down!

Daara? What's that supposed to mean?

We've always said since we were kids...

At your wedding, I'm your best man, and at mine, you're mine.

Yeah, we said that.

Now you're not getting married, and I'm not letting anyone mess up mine.

Come on, get down.

Come on, Daara, we're best friends.

Jatts don't mess around with friendship. We never break it, no matter what.

But we can sever it, right?

Better get down now.

Don't worry, Daara, I've got him under control.

Alright, Uncle, you better come down too.

After all, you're his father, so I cannot risk taking you along either.

Come on down.

Think it over again, Daara.

Already did.

- Are you sure? - Absolutely sure.

You know who you remind me of?

Some sorry prince from a crappy kingdom?

You don't even look like one of his soldiers.

Not even a horse or a donkey, forget that, not even a mule.

But Sucha, I'm getting married,

unlike you, who's going to be a bachelor for life.

Daara, don't call me Tehle's son if I hold back now!

Go on, break his legs!

He won't stop running his mouth about us!

- I'll get you married now! - No, Sucha, please, let me go.

This is our family's first wedding.

My father never got married either.

And you won't be getting married either.

No!

He's always got something going on.‎

Never lets me do anything.‎

Just tells me, "Sit and chant 'Waheguru'."‎

- Look at this. - I'm begging you.‎

I'm not ready to get married right now. Please, I'm begging you, stop all this.‎

What? Why don't you want to get married?‎

Don't worry, we'll find you a bride as bright as a lamp.‎

I want to see you married too.‎

Hurry up, Brother. Father's calling you.‎

- No, I'm not going. - Listen to me, son.‎

I'm so blessed. My son's so handsome.‎

Fair as cotton.‎

Now, go outside, be a good boy. Go on.‎

Hurry up!‎

He looks after the crops and the cattle too.‎

He doesn't let me work on anything.‎

Look at his height and build.‎

- He's as tall as a tree. - Greetings.‎

Come on over, sit down, my boy.‎

He's actually a little taller than you.‎

Don't say a word.‎

He drag his left leg a bit, doesn't he? What do you think?‎

Maybe there's something stuck in his shoe.‎

His name's Gajjan.‎

He's a gem of a person.‎

Such a hard worker, even sleeps with multiple pillows!‎

- There you go. - It's not a clever thing to do, actually.‎

What?‎

Look, son, he's the only boy among four sisters.‎

Once they marry off, this place will be ruled by your girl.‎

You're lucky though, you've got an elder living with you.‎

Actually, this is our uncle. He never married.‎

- Oh, okay. - Yeah, he had... a bit of a reputation.‎

Our father's resting now.‎

Oh, your father's resting there?‎

We should go pay our respects.‎

Nah, just send greetings from here.‎

No, no, elders are precious like gems, let me go pay respects.‎

Alright then, go see the gem.‎

Greetings, Uncle. How are you?‎

- Who the heck are you? - What?‎

Did no one teach you not to touch a sleeping person's feet?‎

- Really? - You only do that for the dead.‎

- Okay. - So you want me dead, huh?‎

- Gajjan, get my sickle! - It's alright, Uncle. You rest.‎

- I'll take your blessings later. - Let me teach him a lesson.‎

See? There's always something to learn from the elders.‎

Old man's tough.‎

Yeah, yeah.‎

Bachchan, the girl's like a swan, a total beauty.‎

Wow.‎

She's great around the house too, does everything.‎

- Cooks, cleans, and she's educated. - Really?‎

Come on, give the boy some sweets, and fix the wedding date.‎

Father...‎

Not a word from you, or I'll beat you in front of everyone.‎

What's he saying?‎

He wants sweets.‎

He's whispering it to you? Doesn't he speak?‎

Of course he speaks. He talks a lot, actually.‎

Gajjan, say something!‎

Ask about the girl.‎

Yes, yes, yes.‎

Okay.‎

Does the girl know how to do embroidery?‎

I mean, does she know how to make those crochet things?‎

Crochet?‎

Hey, that's a smart question!‎

You want to know if she can do embroidery?‎

She makes like 4-5 jackets a year, and her quilts?‎

You won't believe they're handmade.‎

- She learned crochet from an Englishwoman. - Really?‎

She got so good at it that even the Englishwoman had to bow down to her.‎

- Really? You swear? - Of course.‎

That's enough.‎

Wait, Father.‎

Tell me more.‎

Her needlework's a piece of art. Like the fancy stuff from Lahore.‎

Does she know how to do those rare kinds of needlework and cross stitching too?‎

Oh, and there's something called lazy daisy loop, that's really tricky,‎

can she do that too?‎

Come on, tell me, Aunty.‎

Oh yes, she can do all that.‎

Alright, Father, I say yes to this. It's a yes from my side.‎

Come on, Father, get the sweets out.‎

Congratulations, Brother.‎

- Congratulations to you all! - Congrats to you too.‎

Hey Kaudo, bring the sweets!‎

- Let's set a wedding date now. - Hurry up!‎

- Congratulations. - Congratulations to you too.‎

- Greetings, Sister. - Greetings.‎

Greetings.‎

Big congrats to you!‎

- You too, Sister-in-law. - Thank God.‎

Gajjan?‎

Yes, Aunty?‎

I need to talk to you.‎

- I'll be right back. - Yes.‎

Hand me the sweets, I'll offer them to Uncle too.‎

Ask your mother for two more dresses.‎

I'll get you three more,‎

and I'll personally knit a pashmina shawl for you.‎

Hey, you want see the girl?‎

Well, you don't even need to ask. Of course, I do!‎

But just keep it quiet, okay? My family can't find out.‎

They'll beat me up otherwise.‎

No way, who'll call me "Bhaago" then?‎

I'll show you the girl, but you'll have to give me a ring in return.‎

Don't worry, I'll get it for you. When are you planning to do it?‎

Look at how excited he is!‎

She comes from a Sardar family. She's so stylish.‎

So dress up well.‎

- You just wait and see. I got swag. - Perfect.‎

Tell me, how many bedsheets can she make?‎

Four.‎

Wonderful.‎

To hell with your needlework!‎

If someone doesn't want to marry me, then that's their choice.‎

I'm done with all this pretending.‎

Sona, let's head to the field. Grab the gear.‎

Coming, Sister.‎

See that?‎

Trying to teach this warrior embroidery and expecting to win the prize was a mistake.‎

Let's just do our work, Banso.‎

She only knows one thing, let her stick to it.‎

Look at these grumpy faces talking!‎

Her grandma is still alive!‎

I'll teach her.‎

What are you staring at?‎

Go on, take care of the kitchen.‎

Grandma's always points the finger at us.‎

- Right. - Grandma,‎

- Let's go. - you scold them enough,‎

now give her some of that too!‎

We've set her wedding up already.‎

- Yeah. - Now she is acting funny.‎

Well, of course is.‎

Did you set up my wedding or just start a tailoring business?‎

Why couldn't you just tell them I know how to work in the fields?‎

Stop it, dear.‎

They want a daughter-in-law, not someone who works on the farm.‎

Quiet, Brother.‎

Yesterday you said you found me a king who'll treat me like a queen.‎

Which queen holds two needles and a wool ball all day long?‎

I can't cook.‎

I can't spend all afternoon with my hands in flour.‎

Like I don't have anything better to do!‎

"Eat something."‎

"Would you like to eat?"‎

"Should I get you something to eat?"‎

"Did you digest yet?"‎

Who says that?‎

Old ladies.‎

And you don't know any of it.‎

And I won't learn it either.‎

If I do, you can change my name.‎

Your in-laws will change your name anyway.‎

- Really? - Yep.‎

- They'll change it? - Oh, yeah.‎

What will they call me?‎

Some say Tiddi.‎

- Some say Kaato. - Yeah.‎

Balbir Kaur will be Banso, and Harjit Kaur will be Hanso.‎

Yeah.‎

Then Pyaro will for sure be called Hathiyaaro.‎

Hathiyaar Kaur.‎

It's not bad.‎

It has some style to it.‎

- Right? - Yeah.‎

- Let's go. - Come on.‎

- Be careful. - Let's go. ‎

- Don't stray. - Okay. - Don't go out with these boys.‎

Wow, Sister-in-law, your village is gorgeous!‎

Will you ever bring me here again for the Dheeyan festival?‎

Why not? Of course I'll bring you along.‎

You go light the lamp with oil, I'll take care of the milk offering.‎

Hmm.‎

Shera, tie the sacred thread.‎

Come on.‎

What a pleasant surprise! Greetings!‎

Do you remember me?‎

You?‎

What are you doing here?‎

Oh, I came to get a buffalo for a nail...‎

A buffalo for a nail?‎

Did I say that?‎

I mean, I came for a nail for the buffalo.‎

Well then, you're in the right place.‎

I'll have a nail driven into your chest today.‎

Who do you think you are? How did you even wink at my aunt?‎

I winked her like this.‎

The one I winked at didn't mind it.‎

What's your problem with it?‎

Because of you I can't get married.‎

And no one invites us to weddings anymore.‎

They don't take my aunt anywhere.‎

She gets ready and waits, but they leave without her.‎

Really?‎

Well, that made me feel a bit better.‎

I bet you're itching to sing too, just like me.‎

Yeah, I get restless if I can't sing.‎

Why did you wink at me?‎

Because I thought you were beautiful.‎

Hey, don't call my aunt beautiful!‎

Why, is she not?‎

She is, but don't say it with those nasty intentions you had.‎

Since when do you judge intentions, you brat?‎

I really like her.‎

She's even more beautiful than any Englishwoman.‎

Of course, I'm beautiful,‎

but that doesn't mean some stylish Jatt can wink at me at a wedding.‎

Aunt, don't call him "stylish."‎

Why not? Is he not stylish?‎

He is stylish, but I'm warning you, don't feed his ego.‎

That old man in your village already crushed it.‎

We still don't know what his second decision was.‎

What if he'd wanted to say, "Kill him and hang him upside-down"?‎

I'm not that easy to kill. I'll take a couple of them down with me.‎

You almost got away then.‎

That settles it.‎

How does that settle it?‎

It was a close shave for you.‎

So just find someone ugly, get married, and leave.‎

Why get someone ugly when I had a proposal from a guy with 125 acres?‎

The one with two sons, one older than me...‎

And the other about my age?‎

Yeah, maybe.‎

Shut up.‎

Just wait till we get home, I'm going to hang you upside-down.‎

And you, don't ever cross me again.‎

Let's go.‎

Sucha, the poet wrote something. Please hear it out.‎

'll keep winking while you keep staring at me,‎

I have got all the time in the world, I'm just here to be party freely!‎

Well said, Sucha. That's some poetry.‎

Forget my aunt and focus on the lines.‎

Shut up, you brat.‎

- Are the nails ready? - Yes, they are.‎

I wasn't talking to you.‎

His name's Gajjan Singh, and yours is Pyaro.‎

Be nice to him.‎

He's pretty full of himself and tough.‎

Don't act all childish around him.‎

If you do, he'll probably give you a smack.‎

I never even let my father hit me.‎

Well, he is your father, after all.‎

But this guy's going to be your father's son-in-law soon.‎

Put some kohl in your eyes.‎

Act a little more feminine when you see him.‎

Knock it off.‎

I can't fake it like that.‎

I'm awesome just the way I am.‎

Fine, don't listen to me.‎

You'll see, he won't waste a second saying he doesn't like you.‎

Hurry up, Brother.‎

We're already running behind.‎

We're almost there.‎

We need to get back on time too.‎

Hmm.‎

I would've bought it, but I don't like how the parrot's embroidered.‎

Brother, it's not a parrot, it's a dove.‎

How's that a dove? It looks more like a peacock.‎

Forget the peacock and go check out that peahen.‎

- Where's she, Aunty? - What "Aunty," huh?‎

I've been looking for you forever.‎

Forget it. You found me, didn't you? Now tell me where she's at.‎

Look at how hyped he is!‎

She's over there, by the bangle stall.‎

The one with the light blue veil.‎

The one that looks like a dove.‎

Aunty, are you sure that's her?‎

Yeah, of course.‎

She's so gorgeous.‎

She's got big, beautiful almond-shaped eyes.‎

Her nose is like a perfect little button.‎

And her teeth? Pure pearls.‎

The only two places I've seen those are at the jewellery shop and on her.‎

Hmm.‎

She's not wearing any jewellery, though.‎

If she had, she would've made it rain in the summer.‎

Aunty, if you let me see her up close, I'll be your slave for life.‎

Be smooth, don't just rush at her.‎

Okay, okay.‎

Would you prefer green bangles or red ones?‎

What would I even do with your bangles?‎

I'd take two bunches anyway.‎

They look great hanging in front of a cart.‎

Right?‎

How are you?‎

I'm doing great.‎

Who are you?‎

Aunt Bhaago sent me here.‎

Oh, okay.‎

I get it.‎

How are you?‎

I'm great too.‎

What's your name?‎

Didn't Aunt Bhaago tell you?‎

She did, but you're so beautiful that I totally forgot when I saw you.‎

I think she said something like Bachano or Taaro or Kartaro...‎

Pyaaro.‎

What?‎

My name's Pyaar Kaur.‎

Everyone just calls me Pyaaro.‎

You've got such a sweet voice. It's like music to my ears.‎

You're not going change my name, are you?‎

My mother gave me this name.‎

No way, it's such a beautiful name. Why would I change it?‎

What did your mother call you? Pyaar Kaur or Pyaaro?‎

I don't really know.‎

I was just a baby when she passed away.‎

Now I just see her in my dreams.‎

Look, I can't bring your mother back.‎

But I can promise you something.‎

We'll only leave this world after we've seen our kids married.‎

I'll take good care of you, like birds take care of their little ones.‎

Okay?‎

And you can tell your mother to stop coming in your dreams.‎

I'll visit you in your dreams instead.‎

Can I?‎

Yes?‎

What's your name?‎

Didn't Aunt Bhaago tell you?‎

She did, but I totally forgot.‎

I'm not sure if it was Bikkar, Najjar, or Sajjan?‎

Gajjan.‎

What?‎

My name's Gajjan Singh.‎

Everyone calls me Gajjana.‎

What's "Gajjana"?‎

Gajjan Singh really suits you.‎

Tell everyone to call you Gajjan Singh.‎

Okay.‎

It fits your vibe.‎

You've got some serious swag.‎

We'll look great walking together.‎

Aunt Bhaago told me all about you.‎

What did she say?‎

That you spend your days in the kitchen, looking after the cattle.‎

You don't even wear kohl or bangles.‎

I just put some kohl on.‎

Oh, I was in a rush and forgot the bangles.‎

I didn't forget.‎

I picked these out for you. Take them with you.‎

No, my family would kill me if they find out.‎

It's okay, you can wear them once we get married.‎

No one's going hurt you. I'll be there with you.‎

Everyone must be scared of you, right?‎

Aunt Bhaago said everyone respects you.‎

Your name is Gajjan Singh, after all.‎

Aunt Bhaago didn't tell you about my village?‎

Everyone in the village respects me too.‎

I didn't bring anything for you.‎

It's okay.‎

You can send it over with Aunt Bhaago.‎

Okay.‎

Aunt Bhaago said you're amazing at needlework.‎

Why don't you stitch my name on a handkerchief and send it to me?‎

I'll feel like you're with me.‎

Okay.‎

You'll take these with you.‎

Okay.‎

Goodbye.‎

You're really beautiful.‎

Goodbye.‎

What lies have you told Gajjan?‎

He asked me to stitch his name on a handkerchief and send it over.‎

Keep that away from me, sweetheart.‎

Sometimes you've got to tell little white lies to get a wedding sorted.‎

Just forget about it.‎

Don't send it.‎

You think you're all clever, huh? How can I forget about it?‎

He's Gajjan Singh!‎

He'll smack me.‎

And, he asked so nicely too.‎

Teach me how to cook.‎

And teach me how to do that crochet thing too.‎

I'll learn it and make it right away!‎

Oh God!‎

What have you done, Gajjan Singh?‎

Our girl's lost it.‎

Sardar Gajjan Singh!‎

Sardarni Pyaar Kaur!‎

Gajjan-Pyaaro.‎

Pyaaro-Gajjan.‎

Dear Gajjan.‎

Oh, dear Gajjan!‎

That sounds perfect.‎

Would you like some water, my dear Gajjan?‎

Nah.‎

Would you like some water, my dear Gajjan Ji?‎

Gajjan Ji!‎

Yes, I will, Pyaar Kaur Ji.‎

My dear Gajjan Ji?‎

Like purest words your beauty shines,‎

I'd write a book on it with heartfelt lines.‎

The air you breathe is sweet and grand,‎

I'd call that air Punjab's own land.‎

This boy won't listen, not at all,‎

He's gone deaf to every call.‎

Girl, take the responsibility,‎

My heart is full, can't you see?‎

Girl, take the responsibility,‎

My heart is full, can't you see?‎

Girl, take the responsibility,‎

I've lit love's lamp so fine,‎

It sparked the moment your hand touched mine.‎

Give me your ring finger, it's time,‎

I've made a golden ring that shines.‎

Boy, take the responsibility,‎

My heart is full, can't you see?‎

Boy, take the responsibility,‎

Hey girls, the one who cheated me,‎

Hey girls, the one who cheated me,‎

Leads the pack of boys so dreamy.‎

Leads the pack of boys so dreamy.‎

Soldiers stand in fear and pride, when you lift your feet and take a stride,‎

They bow their heads and touch their ears,‎

When pink shows up as the sunlight cheers.‎

My beauty dares, it doesn't flee,‎

Like a snake that fights fearlessly.‎

Girl, take the responsibility,‎

My heart is full, can't you see?‎

Girl, take the responsibility,‎

I've been fooled, I see it clear,‎

You're not as simple as you appear.‎

When people see us walk as two,‎

Their eyes turn green with envy too.‎

Boy, take the responsibility,‎

My heart is full, can't you see?‎

Boy, take the responsibility,‎

Where is your father's clan now, Gajjana?

They're here! Hold on, wait, wait!

He has been troubling me since forever!

My brothers and their whole family are here.

Now let's see if you can keep up with them.

Girls, hurry up, bring out the ladoos!

Your mother's side of the family just walked in!

Careful now, your wife might just faint from excitement.

No one's going to be able to calm her down after this.

Here, take this, it's fresh from the pot.

I'm so pleased!

They ate sweet dates, gave birth to swine,

Damn it.

O Gajjana, your father's clan has lost its shine.

They had ladoos, gave birth to frogs their place,

Your mother's clan is a full disgrace!

The doomed race!

Open the door, the groom's closest cousin's here,

The one who defeated your father clan, dear,

O' Gajjana, the one who made your father's clan wait in fear.

- Look at him! - O' Gajjana, the one who made them scared...

My beautiful queen, my sweet aunty dear,

My handsome nephew, a gem so clear.

You may be called Kaudo, but your heart's pure gold,

how are you doing, my girl?

You are Sucha by name,

but you are sleazy inside with no shame, and yeah, your aunt's doing great!

You're calling me sleazy? You should say that to my father instead.

Don't make me hurt you.

My beautiful sister so sweet,

turned out to be a witch indeed.

Well said!

- Go ahead, pour some oil on the door. - Welcome, welcome, welcome home!

Aunty, I seek your blessings.

God bless you. You've brighten up the whole place.

- Greetings. Come on in, Father. - Come on, come on in!

- Greetings! - Come on in, come on in.

- Come on in. - Come on in.

Everyone, get inside and make yourselves at home.

Well, well! What a surprise! My brother finally made it!

How's it going, cousin?

How are you, cousin?

All good?

Come on, Sucha, don't you feel even a little shame?

I've got just one maternal uncle, and you've got one paternal aunt.

We don't have a dozen cousin brothers,

yet you act like a guest showing up now? Not cool!

You should thank your stars I even came!

We were late because of your uncle. He just wouldn't let me leave.

I had to throw a full-on tantrum like a kid to get here.

But hey, your Sarbala has arrived now. Chill out, just wait and watch.

We'll throw on those pink turbans and head out in style!

Brother, I even get to wear that wedding headgear.

It actually suits you! That shiny bit on the side really pops.

We'll mount the horses,

Twist our mustaches like heroes,

And off go the groom and his Sarbala!

Oi Bhooro, watch it! That horse almost bit you.

Imagine getting bitten, you'd be the joke of the village forever.

Alright, make way!

They've gone full dramatic!

Pull the reins!

Slow down.

Stop the horse!

It won't stop, it's the Sarbala's ride! And it only halts at the bride's door.

The Sarbala's horse? Then park it!

Because only the Sarbala's going to ride the Sarbala's horse.

- Excuse me? - Yes.

Let's just get off the horse and sort this out like grown-ups.

Good idea.

Sucha would be Gajjan's Sarbala, and Gajjan would be Sucha's.

We had a pact as kids.

Yeah well, kids make promises, but grown-ups make decisions.

Fine then, let's get a grown-up to decide.

But who's even considered wise in our family?

Vajeer Singh Gill.

Who on earth is that?

His uncle.

Who is this uncle of yours?

I'm the wise one around here.

I knew you'd try to squeeze in as Sarbala.

But let's be honest, you wouldn't look the part.

Hah! Very funny.

He's just messing with me, right?

Because if Sucha doesn't suit the role, who does?

Nachatar Singh Gill.

And now who's this guy?!

My son.

Oh look, here he comes.

Now that is a Sarbala!

So this is Nachatar, huh?

He's back to be in our bad books?

People who keep twirling their mustache too much, usually end up losing it!

- Bachchan. - Yeah?

Tell me something, does your village worship goats or what?

No, Brother-in-law! Why would you say that?

Because for the past two days,

you've been offering me drinks without a single piece of meat!

Come on, get something cooked for your brother-in-law, will you?

Uncle.

Yes, son?

I've fixed your cart. All its nuts were loose.

Good job, son.

Gajjan and the boys have gone to get the cots.

The kids are back with them.

Son, fix the wires on those too, okay?

Gajjan, what kind of groom are you? Show some importance, man!

Look how they made him the leader and sent you to carry cots.

You're carrying one too.

Yeah, I'm doing it for you.

If I'd been your Sarbala, you'd be on the cot, not under it.

He's just making you do all the work.

Gajjana, why are you keeping those cots over there?

Keep them over here.

Okay, Brother.

Okay what? And what's with this 'Gajjana'?

Your name's Gajjan Singh!

She says the same thing, Brother.

She says that? He's saying that?

Gajjana!

Are you deaf or what? Can't hear me?

What's this 'Gajjana' nonsense? Wait, I'll teach you a lesson.

Uncle...

That was wonderful!

Now that's how you shut someone up!

Now you better go ahead and declare that Sucha's going be your Sarbala.

You sure, Brother?

One hundred percent.

Your brother's got some fire in him, doesn't he?

You've got so much fire that even I got nervous for a second!

Now just watch Gajjan roar and hit right where it hurts.

Yes.

Father, come here, I need to talk to you.

Father, come on, I need to talk to you.

Yes, son, what is it?

Father, I want Sarbala to be Sucha.

Huh?

I mean...

I want Sucha to be my Sarbala.

What?

I already gave him my word.

Son, your uncle's the one who picks the Sarbala.

What for? Is "he" the groom now?

Tomorrow if he tells you to make his son the groom, will you say yes too?

Gajjan!

Watch it, speak with respect!

If needed, I would make him the groom.

Hey! Mind your tone. That's your uncle you're talking about.

So what if he's my uncle?

Just because you serve him, doesn't mean I will.

What did you say? I serve him?

How can you say that?

Oh really? You're not serving me?

Alright then! Mindro!

- Pack up. We're leaving! - I'm serving you.

I said I'm serving you.

No one's above you for us.

That's how it's supposed to be.

The family you take a girl from... you keep them under your authority.

The family you give a girl to...

you serve them with folded hands.

Understand that, nephew?

Now what are you still doing here?

Say that again, and I swear,

- I'll slap you ten times and count as one. - Uncle...

And I'll keep doing that till I count till ten!

Uncle, I did try to stop him. He's just being dramatic.

Get lost. You always lean toward whichever side's winning.

I'm so happy! Our boy is going to get married.

Wait, what's he doing here?

You want me to rub some oil on you?

Yeah, right here on my neck, it's itching something fierce.

I'll scratch that itch for you.

Aren't you ashamed, sitting there all casual, just rubbing oil?

If you want, I can stand and do it.

Listen carefully.

If I don't get to be the Sarbala, I swear, I won't let you get married.

Don't put me in such a tough spot,

- I'm warning you! - Hold on.

You and my father don't get along at all.

Every time he hears your name, he yells like he slammed his hand in a door.

You figure out how to fix that mess yourself.

That's the problem.

If it was my uncle, I'd have talked him into it already.

But my uncle doesn't outrank yours.

Then who's above "your" uncle?

The other uncle, Brother.

You've got quite a few uncles!

Uncles keep one-upping each other!

So who's the top uncle here?

- Come on, Sister-in-law. - Your younger uncle,

the one with the gun! Where is he?

No way, he won't agree.

Both our brothers-in-law can't stand each other.

Really?

Who does this golden family actually get along with anyway?

What did you say?

If you can hear me from up there, then come down!

I said, who does this golden family actually get along with?

Honestly, why do we need the younger uncle when we have the older uncle?

Just because he's younger doesn't mean he's worthless.

He's still family, after all.

And he too is called uncle - U-N-C-L-E, right?

Plus, he's got a gun. Not every uncle has one.

Why do we even need a gun? Are we planning to steal the bride or something?

We've got to bring her back in a palanquin, not a shootout.

He's just pushing for the younger uncle for no reason.

We can manage without him.

No way, we can't do without him.

What if something happens to Gajjan on the way?

Then what about me, Brother?

Anything can happen to you, Gajjan.

Bullets, guns, bandits!

Yes, Father. We've got to cross ruins on the way.

I say we should invite uncle.

It's peaceful here.

As if you've checked 120 kilometers around!

We'll leave and reach the bride's place in three days.

We've got to cross 75 kilometers of ruins.

If something happens, no one will even hear about it back home.

The dead bodies will just rot in the desert.

Look, we need to call uncle. We really need that gun.

What's the big deal?

Just find someone else with a gun in the village?

Son, no one in our village even owns a stick, and you're talking about a gun?

Push him in the well.

Should I do the honors?

I think we should call your younger brother-in-law.

- Don't just call him, go get him. - Yes.

We invited everyone else, but forgot my own aunty.

Won't she want to come to my wedding?

I don't mind your aunt coming.

You can bring her along.

This is perfect.

It's perfect. He agreed! He actually agreed!

He vanished for twelve years and came back with chicken.

Okay then, go fetch that uncle of yours who carries a gun like he's on a mission.

Bang!

Why do you even need me? You've already got him.

You should've just made him do all the rituals.

I'll still do them, okay?

We're just taking you along to round off the headcount.

Ah, I get it now. You invited me just to make a fool of me.

Well then, forget it. We're not going with you.

We've made up our minds, we're staying put.

Let bygones be bygones.

Look, we even brought fresh liquor and some chicken for you.

We know our son-in-law has a soft spot for good food.

Oh, so now you think Channan Singh's going to fall for your booze in a box?

We've got twenty chickens right here clucking for my attention.

Please leave.

Brother, to be honest, we just found out there are dacoits on the way.

And you know how soft Vajeer is.

You're the brave one, right?

And you've got a gun.

That's right, I do.

He gets scared when someone so much as brushes his shoulder.

I'm the hunter here.

I can drop three birds with one round!

Le me tell you.

Amazing, simply amazing!

We'll make sure you get the royal treatment.

Come on down.

- Come on, now. - Yes.

Alright then, start serving that chicken.

Let's pay proper tribute to its sacrifice.

Now this is what I call real fun.

- Totally. - I wasn't feeling it

when the older uncle was in charge.

Absolutely.

I've brought life to this wedding, haven't I, Nephew?

Of course, Uncle!

Now it finally feels like an actual wedding celebration.

Honestly, I was all pumped when I left home because I thought you'd be here.

And then you weren't, and half my excitement just died.

- Right. - Really?

We wanted to call you earlier, but the elder uncle didn't agree.

That's messed up, Gajjana. Your dad always sides with him.

- Yes. - Look what he did.

Made a whole mutton feast for the elder one.

Younger uncle, pay attention.

For you, he just tossed a tiny chicken.

Come on, no matter how big a chicken is, it can't match a goat!

- Exactly. - But credit to him, he didn't even complain.

Forget credit, I'm not here to be noble.

They cooked meat for him yesterday?

Yeah, they did.

Since Vajeer found out that we're get along well, he's been burning inside.

That's why he picked his son as Sarbala.

He's jealous of me.

Totally jealous, straight up.

Before you came, he used to walk around like a king here.

Yes.

Now there's finally a real man around who gets some respect.

- Yes. - He won't act up anymore, that's for sure.

You know what, Uncle? Let's just strike the final blow.

- Let him squirm like hot coal. - Yes.

What's the final blow?

By making you the Sarbala?

Where did you even get him from? He'll be the first one to drop, I warn you!

Uncle, I'm the groom.

So let him be the Sarbala.

Yes, you are the groom.

We'll make you the Sarbala. That would be the final blow.

- Yes. - Yes, Uncle. Well said.

Let him know what it feels like to badmouth a real man.

Yes.

Who is the real man here?

I swear, I'm going take your uncle down!

Why'd you get your aunt married to this guy?

Uncle, he is talking about you.

He was cussing me?

- Real nasty stuff. - What did he say?

Look Uncle,

we can't repeat all of it, - Okay.

but we'll tell you the lighter bits.

Come on, just tell me!

He said, "Damn that scoundrel to hell!"

What did he say?

- He called you a scoundrel. - Say that one more time.

Where'd you find this guy?

What was going through your head?!

Uncle, He cursed you, straight up.

How many times have you heard this? You should be burning inside by now!

Channan's fuming alright.

Vajeera!

Louder!

You flashy peacock, I'm not sparing you today!

Vajeera!

This wedding's not happening! Shut down the music!

- What's gotten into him now? - Where are you hiding, huh?

I can't see a thing, it's pitch dark in here!

He's over there.

What was all that you were saying, huh?

Badmouthing me, were you?

I cussed you?

Yeah, you did! Don't you know what happens when I lose my temper?

I'll tear you to pieces!

When did I ever insult you?

And how dare you raise your voice at me like that, huh, scoundrel?

Uncle, forget what he said behind your back now you're throwing insults to his face!

What's this rascal even going to do to me?

He insulted me again! What do I even do now?

You've got a gun, remember?

That's right! Say it again, how dare you cuss me?

This gun's thirsty

Yup, and my gun's craving blood now!

I think this has gone too far.

Trying to make you the Sarbala might just cost me the wedding!

Relax, you'll still be the groom, and you'll ride that wedding horse too!

Stand your ground. You can't let this go.

How can I just let this slide? He's got his gun pointed right at him!

I think today might be the day I lose my uncle.

We were only going get a gift for one uncle, and now he's out.

It's probably nothing, he's just trying to scare us.

Put that gun down, Brother-in-law.

Don't go shooting at Vajeera by mistake!

Quiet, you're just Vajeera's defender anyway.

Both of you just want to make a fool out of me.

I don't think we're getting any gifts for my father now either.

It's probably nothing, he's just trying to scare us.

Channan, don't make this bigger than it is.

What did he even say to you?

Wait, you, I'll teach you a lesson first!

I don't think we're getting any gifts for my father now either.

No, it's probably nothing, he's just trying to scare us.

He just wants to make Vajeer's son the Sarbala to embarrass me.

Then talk to Vajeer's son if he's got a problem with it.

Go ahead, shoot me right in the Sarbala's heart.

Point that gun at him!

We will, we will shoot right there.

Hey, why don't we ask the groom who he wants as his Sarbala?

Speak up!

Look, if you want to know, I want Sucha to be my Sarbala.

Yes!

You two won't quit with all this drama! Wait, I'll-

Brother-in-law, who can say no to you?

It's decided.

Either Sucha's the Sarbala, or get ready to carry dead bodies.

No, I don't agree with that.

- You don't agree? - I don't.

- You don't agree? - I don't.

Fine then, your brother-in-law is leaving, gun and all.

You can take sticks and stones for protection.

I'm out of here.

- Go. - Get lost.

Someone stop him!

We're doomed now.

Guys, tie him up!

Why aren't you saying anything, Brother?

What can you say with a gun pointed at you?

What are you doing, Father?

The gun's stuck and can't decide whether to leave or not.

- Yeah. - Tell that gun what to do.

Tell me, do I go, or not?

Brother-in-law!

Fine, we agree!

Let go of your anger

We'll make Sucha the Sarbala.

Why'd you agree so fast now?

Just making him Sarbala's not enough.

What else?

You got to make meat for me too.

I feel like the meat here, why don't you just cook me?

Alright, we'll cook some for you.

Come with us now. Please agree.

- Should I agree? - Yes, let's go.

Let's go!

Girls, start peeling onions, we got to cook meat. Let's move!

Alright girls, start the rituals.

- Get the singing going! - Look at that horse - beautiful, right?

Sucha, hurry up or we're leaving without you.

The ones who were supposed to leave already took off.

I know you won't leave me behind.

- He's here. - Sarbala's here.

Put some kohl on my eyes too.

Yeah, put some on his eyes as well.

His eyes keep winking too much anyway.

Cut it out!

Stop laughing and just do it.

Hey Brother-in-law,

which eye were you winking at her with, left or right?

Sister-in-law, put it on both eyes, he probably doesn't know.

- Better put it on both then. - Fine.

Come on now. Alright, let's get moving!

Come on everyone, let's go!

The dusty road turned like sugary sweet,

Keep the reins tight.

- The path my brother took to get married. - Yes.

- Look at the old man. - The dusty road turned like sugary sweet,

the path my brother took to get married.

- We've been traveling since early morning. - Yeah.

How much longer till we get to the in-law's place?

My back's all stiff from sitting in the cart.

This road just never ends.

That's a good thing, Father. His wife won't get mad and run off.

I won't let her get upset.

Just wait, she'll forget all about her family back home soon enough.

Stop the carts somewhere decent.

My gun needs a break.

Don't worry, Uncle, we're stopping.

We'll pitch the tent under that Kikar tree.

And we'll show everyone what a Sarbala can do!

Start the music!

Brother, now we're set to unveil, the tale of the Sarbala in detail.

Just as the groom here, the Sarbala's got the same stylish flair.

So let's find out what people about him say,

and who is a Sarbala anyway?

Let's hear it now!

Just like udda and adda stay side by side,

I'm on the groom's duty with pride.

No wedding feels right without me in sight,

Like single old men are locked out for the night.

You stick with the groom, you see,

Just like a lock and key.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls me Sarbala Ji.

If I go on strike, they'll all panic and plea.

If I go on strike, you see.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

Well done, Sarbala, very well done!

You are incomparable.

You are incomparable indeed.

My role comes with duty you know,

I'm always prepared, wherever we go.

I lead the charge and guide,

Of the wedding lorry with pride.

With a sword in hand, my duty I uphold,

Yet hidden within, are sorrows untold.

I bring hearts together, but in this grand tale I walk alone, you see.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls me Sarbala Ji.

If I go on strike, they'll all panic and plea.

If I go on strike, you see.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

The groom is incomplete without you,

Like a journey's lost without a ride through.

They call you the wedding's pillar strong,

Like the soil in the ground where wrestlers belong.

No one says no to what you say,

Like sons-in-law whose orders hold sway.

You look just right with the groom in view,

Like Krishna with Jeona Morh, bold and true.

Without you, rituals lose their flair,

Like curry cooked without spices rare.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

If you go on strike, they'll all panic and plea.

If you go on strike, you see.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

Sarbala Ji, Sarbala Ji...

Everyone calls you Sarbala Ji.

Hey Gajjan, was that you who fired that shot?

Nah, not me. Maybe my father did it.

That was one loud bang!

Dacoits!

Wake up, sleepyheads!

Isn't there a wedding you lot need to get to?

We do, but I'm not sure you'd let us get there.

And who am I to stop you?

People who have to leave, leave.

You've made people leave even when they didn't want to.

Look, I'm begging you, please don't shoot, Brother Dacoit.

Yes, please.

I'm no one's brother.

I'm Sardara Singh, the legendary dacoit!

I've sent more people to their graves

than you've sneezed in your entire life, "Brother."

They seem to be having a gala time.

Looks like Gajjan's in-laws are here to welcome us.

They are armed.

They will give us a very grand welcome.

Bring me all the jewellery right now!

And what are we supposed to give the bride then?

- Give her courage! - Say what now?

Hey, we're not that bad.

We'll at least leave a ring or two behind for the bride.

Wait, this mute guy's a dacoit too?

So, I guess he robs people using gestures, huh?

He doesn't just rob with gestures,

he beats people up with them too.

I think this seahorse got in on the pity quota.

No, they probably keep guys like him around to cook, like a chef.

Honestly, he does look the part.

Great! Keep it up!

Don't just raise your hand, grab your gun!

Hey! Gun? What gun?

Did he just say guns?

He's joking.

He meant the trunk.

Jewellery's usually kept in the trunk, right?

- Uncle, open the trunk. - The trunk!

What kind of special trunk opens like that?

This is how our trunk opens.

You fool, he's telling you to grab your gun!

- What? - Dacoits are here. Go get your gun!

Dacoits are really here?

Of course!

Grab it! I won't spare them.

Wait.

Oh, great warrior from Dhanauli, why are you biting it?

The knots!

They're too tight.

If you all want to be somewhere else, then go on.

You can take your stuff back with you later.

- Yes. - Right.

What is he saying?

He's cussing, real nasty stuff.

Don't cuss my father, I'm warning you!

Even if his father deserves it, you still can't curse him like that.

Come on, Gajjan, you tell him off too!

Open it!

Come on.

- It's open! - Nice one!

It's open!

- Stay close behind me. - Let's move.

Wait!

Who's that crow cawing like crazy?

That's not a crow, it's our uncle who owns a gun!

You think we came here unprepared, my dear?

Sardara Singh, you might be all high and mighty at home.

My uncle alone can take on your whole gang.

Come here, Uncle and hunt each and every one of them!

Put an end to this dacoit, once and for all.

Today, this desert sand's going to be soaked with your blood, mere mortal.

Nice work! You're on fire!

Son-in-law, take the shot and silence that mountain crow once and for all.

Ignore him. Let me deal with this guy first.

They're not getting out of here in one piece today.

Wait, does that thing even have bullets?

Haven't touched it in a year, Nephew. Still got some in there.

He's going to get us all killed at this rate.

Come on, Nephew!

Uncle, you sure this thing still works?

Works like a bomb.

Let me see

if there's even a bullet out there strong enough to pierce Sardara's chest.

There is one.

Better cover your ears before the shot makes you deaf.

Our ears are already covered.

Then stick those fingers in your mouth instead!

When I hold my gun, even Delhi shakes!

I'll settle the score, with a bullet in your chest!

With a bullet in your chest!

Huh?

What just happened?

Awesome.

You wanted him to bring light into your life, huh?

So, tell me, are you happy now with the darkness you've created?

Here you go.

Try fixing it if you can. I've already tried using it, Dacoit Sahib.

Please forgive me.

Alright, enough with the jokes.

Now be a good boy and hand over all the jewellery.

He's been asking for it forever.

- Who's got it? - Uncle had it.

I don't have anything.

I told you to give it to Kala!

Aunty said, "You'll drop it, so I'll give it to your uncle."

Gajjan has two uncles-one elder, one younger.

Which one was she talking about?

This one can barely hold a rifle.

So probably the elder one.

Uncle, do you have it?

What's with this uncle drama anyway?

Behave or I'll get the aunties worried!

Look, Dacoit Ji, the truth is, I think we forgot the jewellery at home.

So what now, Sardara?

Try letting us go. Please?

Yes, please.

Let you go? Not so easily.

Now, which one of you is the groom?

I am.

Where've you been hiding, handsome?

Come on, you're coming with us.

Where to?

To our hideout, of course.

No, no way. What'll I even do there?

I won't let it there. I'm getting married today!

Don't worry. We'll get you married too.

If your family brings us the jewellery, you'll be free to go.

If not, I'll put two nice bullets in you

and send you straight to the afterlife.

Gajjan's a goner.

- No, no please! - He won't make it out alive.

I don't want to go with you!

- Grab the groom. - Okay, Brother.

No, Brother, I really don't want to go!

Father! Do something! You had one job!

Why didn't you bring the jewellery along?

Wait, wait, please. Wait! Please, wait!

Sardara Ji, why are you taking the groom?

I'm the Sarbala. Take me instead.

- The bride's family is waiting for him. - Yeah.

I've noticed something. You're clearly not a man of principles.

You're dragging the groom away, even though he's done nothing.

But the uncle who shot at you? You're leaving him behind.

Yeah, that's true.

Well said!

That actually makes sense!

It worked! Congratulations.

- Brother agreed. - He agreed!

Along with the groom,

grab his uncle too!

Please don't, Dacoit Sahib.

Take me another day.

Let's go.

No, please!

Let's go already.

I don't want to go! Father!

- Take them along! - Please don't let them ruin my marriage, Father!

- Quiet. - I'm not like you guys! Please let me go! - Time to leave your father, dear.

You have three days. Just three days.

- Either get me the jewellery... - Father!

or you'll get the groom's dead body.

- Gajjan! - Let's move.

Dacoit Sahib, please, what am I even supposed to do with you?!

Do we go after him or just go back?

- Brother, save me! - Honestly? I think we just... go.

Father!!!

Dacoits usually loot the bride's entourage post wedding,

and here we are, our groom's group got robbed on the way to the wedding!

They normally kidnap brides.

Ours must be the first time where they kidnapped the groom!

And you all thought you were smart,

heading off to a wedding without even taking the jewelry.

I feel like giving you a nice tight slap.

Forget one, give a few! But to him!

He didn't just lose the groom, he got his uncle kidnapped too!

- I so want to whack... - Calm down.

Well done.

You did at least something right.

The bride's family must be waiting, thinking,

"Why haven't they shown up yet?"

Yeah, we'll have to send them word and let them know what went down.

Exactly.

And then they'll start singing songs of our "bravery."

Saying, "If this is how they protected their own boy,

imagine how they'll treat our girl!"

We're going to be stuck sorting this for two, three days now.

Then we better come up with a solid excuse for the bride's side.

Just say Grandpa passed away.

Grandpa! Wow, look at you, now that's what's called love,

you are ready to sacrifice yourself for Gajjan?

Don't be smart or I'll knock your teeth out.

I'm not going to die!

I meant the Grandpa we left at home! Not you, Grandpa!

Sucha, you head back and grab the jewelry.

I'll to the bride's house.

Do you even know how to ride a horse?

Not really.

So what, planning to hold on to its tail and run behind it?

Sucha, you go.

The horse knows him well.

At least they'll be assured that Sarbala got there.

That's true.

But lie well, son. Don't get caught.

Mirza might miss his shot, but Sucha's lies always hit dead center.

I'll go there roaring.

What happened?

Lost your roar already?

I'm barely able to sigh, let alone roar.

Hey Mr. Dacoit,

either take me back to the others, or just take me along with you.

That way, when they come to rescue Gajjan, they'll take me along too.

- Right? - He's got a point, Sardara.

Last night's booze was really sharp.

Honestly, my uncle's not all that tough.

Yes. Yes, that's true.

Alright, listen here, little rabbit.

The road we came on is gone now.

And don't you dare try to follow us, sweetheart.

Or I'll shoot in your gut and remember,

my gun would never break from the middle.

Do you understand?

Let's go.

Take me along. Gajjana, take me along.

It's not like they're taking me to a celebration.

I don't even know why they want me to come along.

Nephew!

Take me with you!

Sassi's fate was tragic, what chance does this poor rabbit have out in the desert?

NEPHEW!

NEPHEW!!!

Take me along!

Get everything ready, the wedding procession is close.

Bhanda, the courtyard looks beautifully decorated.

I hear the wedding procession is coming from quite far.

Yes, I think it's all the way from Pishore.

Really?

I had a grand wedding procession once, felt like a rich man's.

There were ten elephants!

Seriously?

Forty horses!

- Wow! - Three hundred guests!

- Really? - The villagers ran away scared,

They thought an army was attacking.

- Damn you! - They all fled to Lahore.

Shame on them.

Thus I remained unmarried.

Stop it!

Bhanda, there's a cloud of dust, I can't see clearly.

- The wedding procession has arrived. - It's here, Sardara!

Get ready, the wedding party is at the doorstep.

Mother, bring the oil for the welcome ritual.

Is this where Bachchan Singh's son, Gajjan Singh, is getting married?

Yes, this is the place.

Then consider the wedding procession officially here.

Anything else, Brother?

Yeah, bring me something sweet to eat.

Go.

- Go, get it. - Go on, don't just stand there.

Hey, are you Gajjan's paternal aunt's son?

Nope, I handled him.

What?

Who says only the paternal aunt's son can be the Sarbala?

A Sarbala should be sharp,

good-looking, young, and strong, just like me.

By the way, I'm Gajjan's maternal uncle's son.

My name's Sucha.

Son, where are the rest of the wedding guests?

They're... in the desert

The desert?

- Wait, did I say the desert? - Yes.

I meant they're still in the village.

Is everything okay, son?

When is everything ever okay?

There's always some trouble or the other.

I hope all is well, Sister.

Feels like they cancelled the wedding.

Did they ask for dowry or something?

I heard they're loaded.

I'm not sure what's going on.

You know, Gajjan was really close to his grandfather.

He used to go on about him all day.

So this was just two days ago.

Grandpa was sitting and eating dinner.

And while eating, all of a sudden...

I think the old man passed away.

Waheguru!

Waheguru!

Waheguru, Waheguru, what happened, son?

He said, "Bring me a glass of water."

Okay...

And right after he drank it,

he put the glass down on the floor and then suddenly.

Huh?

What happened, Brother?

- That's it. He was gone. - Did he pass away?

- Well... what happened next, son? - Yes.

So then he just fell asleep.

Such a deep sleep, I'm telling you, so deep that

He didn't even wake up in the morning.

Oh.

He didn't wake up?

Oh no, no, he did wake up in the morning. He just didn't get up all night.

Thank God!

Oh, okay, so he woke up in the morning.

What was he supposed to do at night anyway?

I think they've cancelled the wedding.

We told the girl to learn some household work too.

Come on now, no one cancels a wedding over that.

When we got married,

their grandma made us knead cow dung to test us!

Then what happened, son?

Well, when he woke up, he said, "Bring me my toothbrush."

Hadn't even brushed his teeth yet and then...

Okay.

Then he suddenly said he wanted jalebis. "I feel like eating jalebis," he said.

Let me talk to him. These people won't be able to do it.

Stop, you fool.

Hey, what's going on?

Why didn't the groom and the rest of the guests show up?

Why are you here all by yourself?

Look, I have learnt how to cook a decent meal.

I can make dessert too.

What else do they want?

I even got my ears pierced.

Tell me, who calls off a wedding over a few household chores?

There you go, I'm done having today's share of sweets.

Are you even listening to me?

I can see you, alright.

Let us talk to him, dear.

Brother, what happened to the grandfather?

Which grandfather?

The one who was brushing his teeth.

Who's brushing his teeth?

The one who asked for jalebis.

Who asked for jalebis?

- Gajjan's grandfather. - Yes.

Oh... he probably went to the toilet and is sitting on the brush.

Sitting on the brush?

- I said he's sitting on the brush. - Yes.

I mean, maybe he brushed his teeth and is now sitting in the toilet.

But where's Gajjan?

Gajjan kidnapped the dacoits.

Gajjan kidnapped the dacoits?

Our son-in-law caught the dacoits?

The dacoits, really?

No! The dacoits kidnapped Gajjan.

They took our son-in-law?

But... why?

Oh no.

They said they liked him. He's really handsome.

You didn't ask them why?

I did.

And?

They didn't answer.

Maybe Gajjan has some past connection with them.

Or maybe they just took him for no reason.

Maybe they'll let him go.

Or maybe they won't.

Oh God!

Why does fate have to be so harsh, boys?

Relax.

Don't panic.

I'm here now.

And what exactly are we supposed to do with you?

You're something else.

Well, I am the Sarbala.

What's the point of having a Sarbala?

What's the point?

Just image... just assume.

Even if there's a tiny one percent chance...

If something happens to the groom,

like it did with Gajjan,

then the Sarbala becomes the most important person.

Am I right?

Yes.

I hope the dacoits let Gajjan go.

Otherwise, what the wise elders have decided must be right.

I don't think their wise elders are all that wise.

No.

Let's wait a couple of days.

Otherwise, we'll send her off with the Sarbala.

How can you send me off with just anyone, huh?

I won't get married until Gajjan returns.

It's just something people say, dear.

Gajjan will come back.

Don't worry.

Yes.

Just go and bring Gajjan back.

Only then will you be allowed into our house.

No, I've been told to stay here until Gajjan returns.

These dacoits are unpredictable.

Today they like Gajjan, but what if tomorrow they like me?

They are right, son.

Boys, set up his bed on the roof.

Go on, boys.

The rooftop works for me. I can keep an eye out.

Keep an eye out for?

For the dacoits.

If anyone shows up.

- Oh yes. - Right.

He's right.

He cried in the desert, lost and dry,

Wondering how, and asking why.

What am I even doing out here in the desert?

Channan, you're in deep trouble now.

Oh Goddess, please send some help!

I'll say it one more time.

Praise to thee, Oh Goddess, please don't do this to me!

Huh?

Oh Goddess,

I didn't even offer you anything, and yet you still answered my prayer!

How are you, my dearest brother Camel?

I was stuck here.

I seek your blessings, Big Brother.

How do we do this?

Sit down, please.

Dacoits left me stranded here.

I think he doesn't know how to sit.

His mother didn't teach him.

Camel, my brother, please sit down.

Look, I am in your pose now.

Learn how to do it.

Now bend one leg.

He doesn't have any ladder.

Come on, sit down.

Sit down.

Please do it, Uncle!

Please do it, Uncle!

Please do it, Father!

Oh Goddess, please make him sit.

Brother, do it for your girl, sit down.

Sit down. Please sit down.

He sat down. He really did sit down!

Looks like he is scared of his wife.

Get up, my boy.

My name is Channan Singh from Dhanaula.

I've handled the wildest beasts, so who do you think you are?

Don't get mad, Brother.

No, I didn't control anyone.

Hey, this path goes right to the dacoits!

Please don't go that way, you'll get hurt and I will too.

Turn back, please! I'm begging you, turn around!

Oh, so they leave headgears here?

So this place is kind of sacred then?

No, it's actually where headgears come off.

What's left behind after the grooms leave?

The headgear.

Where do the grooms go?

To the other world.

Only their headgear stays behind.

Where's your headgear?

I forgot it back there.

Back there...

No worries.

You can tie your sacred thread instead.

At least we'll have something to remember you by.

Honestly, if you could speak, I'd chop off your tongue.

I'd make you lie down and use a hot iron rod on your tongue.

He used to talk, but then one day...

What happened that day?

The ghosts of those who headgears wearers appeared.

He tried to shoot at them.

Huh?

But they used their powers against him.

And after that, he never spoke again.

- Then how could he speak again? - Hmm.

At least those ghosts got one thing right.

Are there really ghosts here?

They live here.

Yes.

Whenever a new groom arrives, they take him away.

Keep one thing in mind.

What?

Those headgears...

- Yeah? - Don't even look at them.

- Okay. - Seriously, just don't look at them.

Uncle, please take me with you.

Or Brother Gunga, you stay here with me.

One of you, please stay with me.

- Brother, please. - No way, man. No way!

- Let's go. - Just one of you stay with me.

- Let's go. - Just one of you stay with me.

- Brother! Brother, please? - We don't want to die with him.

Oh my God! I'm doomed!

Gajjan Singh, don't look at the headgears.

You won't look good as a ghost.

Don't look at them.

Oh, my God.

Huh?

Whose shadow is that?

Oh God, whose shadow is that?

Oh God, help me! Oh, my God!

Oh God! Uncle, I think the ghosts are here!

Oh God! I'll go hide there!

They came on a camel!

- Uncle, hurry up! They're riding a camel! - Who is it? Where is it? What is it?

- Over there, on the camel! - Oh God, what is that?

Uncle!

Uncle!

Save me!

I lied about the ghosts, but now they're really here.

- Where are the ghosts? - They're not going anywhere now.

Someone fired a gun!

It was a loud bang! Someone fired a gun!

Who is it?

Mr. Dacoit!

- It was a loud bang! - That's my uncle!

And what exactly is your uncle doing here?

I didn't come on purpose, the camel brought me.

He's stubborn.

I don't know which beasts he's been hanging out with.

He used to live with us.

Then he got lost.

So it's like this: the way a dog joins the thief,

this camel joined the dacoits.

What was wrong with you?

Why were you screaming?

I got scared.

You're soft, handsome.

- Kehareya. - Yes?

Have we ever hurt someone this timid?

Never even raised our voice to one.

Then you made a mistake.

I'm scared of the dark too, you know.

You've caught the wrong guy.

If you want to see someone brave, look at my uncle.

Didn't he look amazing up there on the camel?

Have you seen anyone bolder?

When you ambushed our wedding procession,

he was the one holding the gun out front!

Looked fearless, didn't he?

Nephew! Why do you want to make your aunt a widow?

Mr. Bandit, I returned your camel.

You should just finish him off. He knows nothing.

Who says I don't know anything?

I knit blankets. I crochet too.

And my jackets? You won't find better ones even in Peshawar or Lahore!

I could stitch jackets for you so strong, not even bullets would get through.

If you don't believe me,

send Uncle Mukandi to the market in the morning.

Tell him to bring rolls of wool.

I'll make jackets for the whole gang.

One roll's enough for all of you.

Uncle just needs two rolls. His belly's got its own climate.

In total, just 12 rolls of wool. That's it.

How many rolls?

Around 12 rolls, give or take?

Not rolls, son, bullets.

We'll kill you with a bullet.

Just not right now.

- Mukandi! - Yes, Brother?

Take those knitting needles from his hands. Hand him a gun.

Let's make a man out of him.

And when he's finally ready to die at Sardara's hands...

let me know.

We're totally stuck!

Heave-ho!

Heave-ho!

This is super easy to lift. Come on, give it a bit more effort.

Uncle, do you have any clue how heavy this thing is?

It's got to be like 80 kilos.

Don't say that!

You're quick to give up and assume it's 80 kilos!

That's why you're not lifting it.

Just say it nicely, softy 80 kilos.

80 kilos.

Exactly! Now you can lift it.

You'll totally lift it now, no problem.

Heave-ho!

Sister-in-law, why are they annoying everyone with that "Heave-ho" noise all morning?

What kind of mountains are these two moving around?

Hey, can't you all just come together and lift this tree stump already?

Don't you have any strength at all?

This doesn't even need strength.

They're just using brute force.

Sometimes, it's all about being smart, not just strong.

If they used a little skill,

that tree stump would already be on their shoulders.

Shouting "Heave-ho" isn't going to do anything.

You breathe in when you say "Heave," and you breathe out when you say "Ho."

Look at me, kid.

You're going to need to do eenie, meenie, miney, moe for this.

At "eenie," you grab it.

At "meenie," you breathe in.

At "miney," you push with your strength.

And at "moe," your job is done.

Let's go for it.

Brother, can we not use "moe"?

Just get down and lift it already.

- Eenie, meenie, miney... - Moe.

Miney moe!

Don't let all that pressure make you crap yourself, Sarbala.

Use your strength!

We are!

Uncle, I think this is more than 80 kilos.

The wedding procession isn't here, but our maternal aunt is here.

Got it!

Come on, let's go welcome her.

We were using all our strength thinking it's just 80 kilos.

But it's definitely heavier than 80 kilos.

Otherwise, we would've tossed this thing like nothing.

You've never seen a tree stump fly before, huh?

Right?

No, we'll lift it right now. Let's go, use that strength!

Let's get it done. It's just going to take more strength.

Wow, her anger though.

I can't tell if the anger suits her, or if she just suits being angry.

Everything just looks good on her.

Rajjo, hand me the bundle with Pyaaro's clothes first.

Come on.

- This one? - Yeah.

Wait, I've got a bone to pick with you.

She swore she'd be the first one at my wedding.

- Liar! - What's gotten into you?

- Greetings, Aunty. - Greetings, dear.

Careful with that sickle! You'll poke someone.

That's the whole point, my bold and beautiful one.

- Just look at them, nothing but trouble. - You!

- Greetings, Aunty. - I seek your blessings, Sister.

I'm doomed, the world's flipped upside down.

And now you decide to show up?

It really has been ages.

You look so different.

Greetings, Brother.

Wait, you're wearing earrings?

Yeah, I am. Got a problem?

You've got kohl on too?

Yeah, yeah, I did. So what?

Don't make me give you the evil eye.

For once, you actually look like a girl.

- Seriously? - Hmm.

Yeah, I do. So?

Alright, alright, ease up with the sass, warrior princess.

Let your brother-in-law handle that part.

Please, your brother-in-law used to be the sassy.

Why don't you help carry something inside while you're at it?

I swear, I don't know what God was thinking when He paired us up.

- Sister? - We sowed wheat and ended up with cotton.

Aunty, the wedding procession still isn't here.

Why are you speaking in puzzles now?

What happened?

Come inside, I'll explain.

Let's go, Aunty.

Come on, let's go inside.

Come with me, Aunty, I want to show you something.

- What is it you want to show me? - Just come on.

Just using brute force doesn't help.

Sometimes, it's all about being smart, not just strong.

Sometimes, being smart too doesn't cut it.

Then you've got to run for it.

And I won't let you run.

Turn around, outlaw.

An outlaw never looks back.

Step aside.

You?

You got confused too, didn't you?

We're 5 or 6 of us who look the same.

I think you're mistaking me for Sucha.

I'm Ucha.

No, he's Lucha (sleazy).

Aunty, it's him.

Have some shame, bumblebee.

Why are you winking at your aunt?

You're the one who winked at her.

Aunty, don't let him leave, I'll go call Father and everyone else.

Hey, Nephew, don't make me hurt your uncle.

What are you doing here?

I'm the Sarbala.

Sarbala Ji, you came before the wedding guests even showed up just for the mangoes?

Not mangoes, bombs. They brought bombs with them.

They? Who are they?

Dacoits.

- Where are the dacoits? - At the ruins.

The ruins?

They had 15-foot guns, 30-foot canons, and men who were 60 feet tall.

Were they human or gods?

They were the fathers of gods. They said, "Bring the groom out."

What did the groom do wrong?

That's what our uncle asked. They ended him.

Then?

Keep it down.

Then?

A little louder.

Then?

Then what?

Everyone was scared.

Every regular person would be scared in that situation.

I was the only one with any guts. I pulled my gun out.

Bang, bang, bang.

I took down 3 or 4 of them.

Then I grabbed two under my arms.

And there was a tiny one like him.

Uncle, what did you do to him?

I crushed him with my shoe.

I see. And then?

Then what?

Then they took Gajjan with them.

But you had a gun, right?

I ran out of bullets. They were heading for the canons.

The 60-foot canons?

No, those guys, they were 60 feet tall.

the canons were just 30 feet long

And I had no idea how to use the canons.

Oh.

And then?

Then what?

The wise elders gave me a responsibility.

They said, "You're his maternal aunt's son.

"You're also his Sarbala."

"Who knows if Gajjan will ever come back?"

"You go, stay with Pyaaro..."

You get it, right?

Together forever?

Pyaaro?

Pyaaro and you?

She agreed?

Girls are like sparrows.

Who asks for their opinion?

I see.

Oh wow, so you wink at me and then go hitting on others?

Why did you wink at me?

Because I thought you were beautiful.

And now you think she's beautiful?

No, I'm just doing my responsibility.

I know how "responsible" you are.

You're gonna end up in trouble, I'm telling you.

Even sparrows can get furious when they want to.

You're the Sarbala, and you should stay that way.

The Sarbala can also become the groom.

No one will care about the Sarbala once the groom's back.

Then give him the importance until the groom returns.

Why don't you have a nice cup of tea and send some sweets my way too?

What say?

Let's go, Sheena.

Sheena ji, don't forget the sweets.

You got it, Uncle.

Here you go, kid, grab the gun, aim, and shoot.

Come on, pull the trigger!

Go for it!

One...

Two...

Three!

Why are you shooting up in the air? You trying to hit some partridges?

I told you to shoot here, right at me!

The moment I figure out how to shoot, I'll aim straight at you.

I just can't do this like this.

Create the right vibe for it.

How about you fake-curse me or something?

Alright, let's do that.

You be the dacoit,

I'll be the Englishman.

Deal.

There is a bounty of 20 buffalos and about 2.5 acres of land on you.

Fine.

Listen up, okay?

First, just hide behind those sacks.

Yes. Yes.

Uncle, did you hide behind the sacks?

Yeah, I did.

I'm warning you!

I heard you guys put a bounty on me?

Yeah.

I never went easy on any moneyleader's ring,

so why would I go easy on your reward?

Watch your attitude.

You must be pretty high and mighty at home, but not here.

We put a bounty on your head,

thinking someone might turn you in.

Honestly, it's kind of good you came here just to get caught.

Nice one, Uncle.

You're doing a good job acting like an Englishman.

Cut it out, Englishman!

I'll riddle you with bullets.

Wait, hold on, you rascal!

Oh no!

What the heck was that?

This isn't how you're supposed to do it!

What if I'd actually gotten shot?

Uncle, I got to say, I loved your Englishman act.

It honestly made me so mad.

This thing's pretty awesome though.

I actually had fun using it.

If you teach me how to aim properly,

I won't miss next time.

I'll shoot right between the eyes.

Huh?

What do you think, Uncle?

He'll become brave and fearless?

Honestly, I'm worried he might get too brave and fearless.

She's like a queen too..

You witch!

May a snake come and bite you!

Pyaaro, come milk her.

She only listens to you!

Stubborn beast.

Come on, you can't expect a bride to milk a buffalo!

I'll do it.

I'm used to dealing with animals anyway.

They don't hurt me.

Wait, I'll handle it. You might get hurt.

- Step aside. - Oh, so now you care about me?

They respect me, you know.

If I put an empty bucket under a buffalo, she fills it herself.

Like she's thinking, "Sucha's right here, if I don't give milk, what will he say?"

I once saw a beautiful buffalo just like that in Rawalpindi.

They said she wouldn't give any milk.

I bought her anyway.

Now the buckets are always full.

We never run out of milk.

You really went to Rawalpindi for business?

Yeah, tons of Englishmen begg me, "Get us a buffalo too!"

Buffalo?

Buffalo means bison.

So did you sell them any?

Come on, I can't feed milk to the enemy and be a traitor to my country!

I sold them an ox instead.

Well, then you can milk her yourself.

Okay.

So, you want me to feed her?

I heard buffaloes give more milk when they're happy.

Did you see her?

The one who yelled at me yesterday was smiling at me today.

Spending time with animals must've shrunk your brain to their level.

Why?

Mr. Oversmart, she wasn't smiling with you, she was laughing at you.

What?

Anyway, talking about buffaloes won't win her heart.

Do what girls actually want boys to do for them.

All she has to do is ask, and I'd tear down the Bhatinda fort for her.

Girls don't speak with their mouths, they speak with their eyes.

They're so confusing.

God gave them a mouth, why don't they just use it?

Sweet words alone won't cut it.

You got to buy her a gift.

I'll gift her a calf.

It'll grow into a buffalo in six months.

She can milk it and drink all the milk she wants.

There you go, acting like an animal again.

Then what should I do?

What should you do?

What doesn't Pyaaro have?

What doesn't she have?

That's exactly what I'm thinking.

What doesn't she have?

A pranda! (colourful hair extension)

Huh?

A golden-colored hair extension with lots of danglers.

Gift her a Pranda.

You really think a little Pranda can do what a calf can't?

Even if you gift her a buffalo, it's the Pranda that'll work the real magic.

But where will I find one?

At a cobbler's, maybe.

Huh?

Of course at a goldsmith's or a wandering merchant's.

You've got an entire village... go find one.

Come on, Sucha, time to let go of buffalo tails and start chasing Prandas!

Sucha, if you want woo your girl, you better hustle to the market for her.

Dacoit Sahib, I want to become a dacoit too.

Keep me with you, Sardara Ji.

Why? What use would you be to Sardara?

Well, the one bitten by a snake squirms and dies,

but the one bitten by Sardara doesn't even ask for water, handsome!

- Well done. - Nice one.

That was a spot-on Sardara impression!

Now, show me something else.

You want something else?

Who do you think I am? Some guy selling Kashmiri shawls?

Sardara Ji, where's our next heist?

Come on, tell us!

Sardara and lions don't plan their attacks, honeybuns.

The prey just walks right into Sardara's path.

Listen carefully.

From now on, no more small-time jobs.

We're hitting the British train.

Get ready-this heist's happening today.

Alright.

Why aren't you praising me?

Cat got your tongue or are you just dead?

Nice one.

Take notes from my kid here.

Who's the brave one?

Who's the brave-

I was just saying,

Sardara Ji, how about postponing the heist till tomorrow?

No.

I say we cancel it altogether.

What's the point anyway?

What were you doing, huh?

Do it again!

No, this is all I know.

Kehareya?

Yes?

Where did we kill the groom from Ludhiana?

On top of that wall.

And the one from Fateh Khere?

Right next to the turret.

Where do we kill this one?

Please, no, don't.

Look, I'm begging you. Please don't kill me.

I didn't realize my family was this slow.

Mukandi.

Yeah.

No word from his family after two days.

If they don't bring the jewellery, we're ending this story.

Okay.

Cut the hand he used to aim a gun at me and put him on a camel.

We will do just that.

What do we do about this groom?

I'll personally shoot him in the chest.

Your "80 kilos" uncle is asking for tea.

It'll take a bit to get it ready.

I haven't added any jaggery yet.

No rush. I'm not out plowing fields or anything.

I'm just chilling, totally free.

By the way, did you make the tea yourself?

Yes.

Then why add jaggery? Shouldn't it already be sweet?

Nope, sometimes it can even be poisonous.

Want me to toss some in?

No way, we can't lose uncle before he finishes the rituals!

Hey, what do you think about Prandas?

I like them.

Every girl does.

Really?

Just imagine... Just assume, okay?

Even if there's a tiny one percent chance...

that some handsome, young, dashing, brave guy gifts you a Pranda,

what would you do?

I'd take it, of course.

Really?

Absolutely.

First, I'll use it to strangle him.

Once he is dead, I'll handle it on that trolley there.

Okay?

Just forget what I said. Just add the jaggery so that I can serve the tea.

These Prandas are good for nothing anyway!

Hey, what were you doing over there?

I just went there to grab some tea.

And with that huge Pranda, like a camel's tongue, you just went for tea?

Hmm.

If anyone found out, you d be in trouble for sure.

They actually beat people up?

They make you run, then they hit you.

But I m pretty fast when I run.

I wouldn't have let them catch me.

You really brought it, huh?

If she asks for the stars or the moon, I'll go and get her the sun too.

Be careful, or you re going to burn your hand.

Looks like someone's got a crush.

Nah, this isn't just any love, it's the real deal.

And man, this kind of love just smells sweet.

By the way, this Pranda thing is going to work, right?

Come on, you really think you can tame a wild snake like her with just a Pranda?

What else do you want me to do? Play her a flute or something to charm her?

See, you've stopped chasing the buffalo's tail.

But you still haven t grabbed it by the horns yet.

What do you mean by that?

You got to do something that makes her believe you re really something special.

Hmm.

What doesn't Pyaaro have?

What doesn't Pyaaro have now?

Anklets.

Anklets?

She loves anklets.

Go get her some anklets.

The kind with lots of little bells on them.

So when she walks, the bells go tinkling-tinkling.

And then she'll call out Sucha! Sucha!

Actually, not just Sucha! Sucha! , more like Sucha Ji! Sucha Ji!

So, Sucha Ji, are you going to get those for her?

Sucha, the poet says,

Heer Saleti from Siyal stole my heart today,

Come on, Sucha, let's get her anklets without delay.

Come on, Sucha, get me some anklets.

Come on, Sucha!

How many times do I have to say,

don't leave expensive clothes lying around like that?

You should've stored them with some neem leaves.

See? A bug's already ruined it.

The one who never even stepped into the kitchen

is running the whole house now.

She's even gotten her ears pierced

started wearing bangles.

Why not throw on a Pranda too while you re at it?

I just didn't feel like it, honestly.

That's okay. I'll wear one when Gajjan comes back.

Uncle, you want just tea or something extra too?

Nephew, I d like tea with something extra too.

How much something extra do you want with your tea?

I d like one cup of tea and one cup of that something extra too.

What's the deal with that buffalo guy?

He's always buzzing around you like a bee around a flower.

One cup of something extra.

Don't say it like that.

- Really? - Softy.

One cup of something extra.

- One cup of something extra. - Right.

Otherwise, it doesn't hit right.

That guy's really clingy.

He just won't back off.

You've noticed how different those two brothers are, right?

Gajjan's so fair, and this one's more on the wheatish side.

He's not that bad though.

Hey Nephew, go get that one cup of something extra, will you?

Sure.

He earns well, deals in livestock, travels a lot.

The sun just darkens your skin a bit, that's all.

He'll be glowing once they apply the wedding turmeric paste on him.

Then you haven't seen Gajjan.

Put him in a crowd of a hundred and he d still stand out.

Do you think he'll make it back in time?

He's Gajjan Singh we re talking about him.

Of course he will.

Even if he has to walk right over those dacoits to get here.

Absolutely.

There's got to be something special about the guy

who bought you bangles at the fair.

And you, sweetheart, still haven't taken those bangles off.

I even heard you can make perfectly round flatbreads now.

I can! And I can make kheer (sweet rice porridge) and jaggery rice too.

You've got a real glow these days.

Why's that?

Because of Gajjan's love, of course.

Poor Sarbala doesn't even stand a chance now.

Sohna

Yeah, Brother?

If we shout into the well, will it echo back?

It will, Brother.

And if we go down there and shout,

will the sound come up and then bounce back down?

We'll only find out if someone actually goes down there.

Then let's send someone.

Who, Brother?

What about that one cup of something extra guy?

Only someone truly brave can handle that one.

Hey girl washing utensils close to the well,

Grab these plates and bowls as they are heavy as hell.

Hold them, hold them quickly.

Rajjo, tell me something.

What's one plus one?

Two.

Quickly wash the utensils as it's so easy to do.

Don't get into trouble, I warn you!

She's got not two, but three brothers.

I m no less than Mirza.

They don't have a banyan tree,

they'll end you under a babul tree instead.

Mirza didn't buy anklets, did he?

Ta-da!

You actually got them!

Oh my God, they re so beautiful!

The Pranda's beautiful too.

Isn't this the same one?

Which one?

The one?

Oh!

Actually, Pyaaro didn't like it at all.

She threw it away.

And it got stuck in your hair, didn't it?

I wore it because I didn't want it to go to waste.

Doesn't it suit me?

Yes, it looks great on you.

But it would've looked amazing on her.

Want me to take it off?

You can go put it on her hair.

Go plait her hair.

Nah, let it be.

Mirza might survive her brothers, but Sahiba will hang him upside down.

People hang swords on their walls,

She hangs hers on her tongue.

She's fiery.

Very fiery.

You know, once a boy challenged her younger brother.

She stormed over to his house and broke his head.

Really?

- Yes. - That's perfect.

My mother does the same every other day.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will get along just fine.

Fine.

She won't let you have a say in anything.

Neither does my father.

But we re managing just fine.

If I marry someone like you, I'll be fighting someone every other day.

Why would you fight?

You re so beautiful.

If anyone even looks at you the wrong way, how will I tolerate that?

I'll grab my stick and say, How dare you look at my Rajjo?

You don't think she's beautiful?

No, she's gorgeous too.

But she handles her own problems.

You just said she grabs a stick the moment something happens.

- She's got a hot temper. - Why would I care?

Go to hell, for all I care!

Well, I'll have to do what the wise elders asked me to do.

How can I refuse them?

Those wise elders never say anything wise.

My wise elder said to keep him single.

Your wise elder said marry her off to the Sarbala.

Things would've been so different if they didn't interfere.

How would they be different?

You re more na've than the wise elder.

I told you girls are like riddles.

Try solving them.

And keep washing those utensils while you re at it.

Thank goodness, your anklets will at least find feet to decorate.

I'll go give them to her.

Hey Rajjo!

What's 25 plus 25?

Fifty.

Finish your job, then go quickly.

She's something else, I swear.

Rajjo, I got to tell you,

these anklets just needed feet to wear them,

and it feels like they re alive now.

They re practically shouting at me,

Sucha, one decision was made by the old man from Rajjo's village.

And the second decision? That's yours to make.

So, here's my decision.

I, Sucha, son of Sardar Tehla,

This winter, my father will stroll with a bag and an umbrella.

For the first time, I'll tie the knot too,

And the one I marry will be you.

All this poetry I write,

The pages and diary I fill at night.

Forgotten all food and drinks I used to consume,

Life and death, too.

Not just stars and the moon,

But also the people I knew.

Praying and fasting,

Reading newspaper and writing.

When I think of you,

When I think of you,

I forget everything, beau.

When I think of you,

I forget everything, beau.

I forget roses, I forget books themselves,

I forget roses, I forget books themselves,

Whenever I visit your lane,

Whenever I visit your lane,

I forget something everything else.

I forget God, I forget mornings,

I forget God, I forget mornings,

Whenever you pass my lane,

Whenever you pass my lane,

If I am at the rooftop I forget the parapet warnings.

A cup of tea in my hand,

A cup of tea in my hand,

I fall with it, right where I stand.

When I think of you,

I forget everything, beau.

I forget to worry about myself,

I forget to speak of your eyes as well.

I forget to breathe,

When you're close, I forget God beneath.

I forget my home,

I forget my home,

And wander in streets unknown.

When I think of you,

I forget everything, beau.

Hey nephew, what birds you chasing off all alone?

He's dancing on his own.

Looks like he's lost it.

- Want to see something? - Yeah, sure.

She embroidered this handkerchief for me.

She even stitched my name on it, Gajjan.

It's really pretty.

What's her name?

Pyaaro.

Pyaaro...

My girl's name was Mukhtyaro.

You mean my aunt?

No, I mean your wife.

She was never my wife.

Why not?

You've got your gang.

Got all those riffles. You should've gone and brought her back.

Back then, I didn't have a riffle.

Just a sickle.

I was like you once,

scared of everything.

So what changed?

Her brothers found out about us.

They killed Mukhtyaro and hung her from the roof.

They smashed my bones and left me in the ruins.

Then what?

Then I got back up, healed myself...

and smashed their bones in return.

Didn't even notice when turned a shawl into a bullet belt.

Once I picked up a rifle, never let it go.

Started going after the British.

To them, I'm a bandit.

But to our people, I'm a messiah.

Then I met this crew.

Mukandi,

Kehareya,

Malangi...

and this mute soul.

I raised him like he was my own.

He's my son now.

Yes!

He still acts like a little kid.

Gunga!

- Oh crap. - The British are here!

Brother, the British are here!

Take your positions.

- Fire! - You...

Malangi, don't let a single one of them get out alive today.

Uncle, you take the ones up top.

I'll handle the ones down here.

Nephew, this is the time to run.

These Brits, they'll kill everyone.

They might kill us too, thinking we're with the bandits.

- We're not letting them go today. - Are you even listening?!

Uncle... they killed a child.

- Damn you! - Where the hell you hiding now, huh?!

So what?! They'll kill us too!

Stay here, I'll go surround them from the other side.

Mukandi!

Yeah?

Looks like we've got guests.

Make sure they're properly welcomed.

Sardara, we might've let them off before,

but not after this. Not after what they did.

They killed an innocent kid.

Not one of them gets out alive.

Their future generations will remember what happened today.

No mercy today!

Don't spare a single one!

Let's go, Gajjan. Come on. Pyaaro's waiting.

- Let's go. Now. - Hand me another round.

Come on, we got to move! Listen to me... let's go!

- Get the rest of the soldiers! - No, no, Uncle.

- You can leave. - Come with me!

Just go.

Gajjan, I'm going to free the horses. I'm not going anywhere without you.

I owe them for their hospitality.

- You should leave. - Not without you.

Wait, you scoundrel.

Move back!

Move back! Move back!

- Move back! - Wait, you scoundrel.

Look, dear, it's been a few days now.

Relatives have started heading back.

It's time you made up your mind.

What's there to think about?

I've already betrothed to Gajjan.

So it's Gajjan I'm going to marry.

Don't be so stubborn, Pyaaro.

This is what tradition demands.

If just the groom was enough,

the elders wouldn't have sent a Sarbala with him.

It's custom.

We can't just ignore it, we'll have to find a way.

I've got three brothers.

I wear a bead for each of you around my neck.

Is that just for show?

Just pick up your guns and go take down those bandits!

Oh come on,

Sister... who wants to mess with dacoits?

You're not even married yet,

and you're ready to ruin our married lives too.

I am not married...

I'll go after them.

I'll bring him back.

Grandma,

I met Gajjan.

I don't even remember my mother's face.

Don't know what she looked like.

But when I used to lie in her lap,

I remember her eyes.

You know Gajjan's eyes are just like hers.

When I stand beside him, I feel the same peace

I feel with my father.

These so-called traditions...

You all send the groom

and the Sarbala along with him,

just to make sure the wedding happens.

But for the bride's family...

it's not just tradition.

It's a duty. A responsibility.

Pyaaro, my child,

I may wear the turban,

But you're the one who carries its honour.

This duty is yours now, dear.

Please, listen to them.

- From a love that never fully came through, - Please agree, my child.

Where do I go with this heart torn in two?

Were you a picture that's blur,

Or just a shadow with nowhere to go?

You'll be stealing life with every breath,

Don't fall in love it means death.

Don't fall in love it means death.

This fear cuts deep and drives me insane, That we might never meet again.

Pyaaro,

you wanted to talk to me?

What is it?

Gajjan really liked my name, you know.

He promised he wouldn't change it after we got married.

But you should change it.

I don't want

anyone else calling me by that name anymore.

You met Gajjan?

Yeah, I saw him at the fair.

If I'd known that was the last time we'd meet,

I would've just kept looking at him... till my heart had its fill.

If someone could bring God down to me, I'd ask,

"You already took my mother away..."

"Now you've taken away the only one whose eyes looked just like hers."

Looks like you've gotten friendly with that gun.

Sometimes life leaves you no choice.

You had the chance to run...

why didn't you?

I'm not someone who takes advantage like that.

When you share food with someone, they're like family.

Sardara's never apologised to anyone before.

But today, I want to say sorry... for what we did to you.

What are you trying to say?

I mean...

forgive me.

Your uncle's son, Sucha... he's the one behind all this.

Sucha? What did he do?

He came to us before you all left for the wedding.

Gave us this jewelry.

This... this is the same set my mother had made for Pyaaro.

Yes.

In return, he asked for a favour.

He wanted us to keep you here.

Why?

So he could marry Pyaaro.

He said Gajjan could just find another girl.

But the villagers wouldn't allow him to marry otherwise.

He knew if the groom didn't show up, they'd marry her off to the Sarbala.

But you wanted to kill me, Sardara.

No...

I was just supposed to wait till he returned.

Sardara, what you did is hard to forgive.

But what Sucha did... that deserves punishment.

Sardara, if you really wanted me dead, you could've done it anytime, right?

Yes.

And if I had to, I could've killed someone too?

Yeah, you could've.

Then that's settled.

Do me one favour.

I'll owe you for life.

Lend me a rifle.

And a horse.

I'm going after my uncle's son.

You won't be going alone.

Sardara's going with you, as your wedding guest this time.

We're going to bring our daughter-in-law home.

Get ready, everyone!

For the first time, we're not robbing a bride...

we're riding out to bring her home, with honour.

You were supposed to bring God down for me, right?

You were supposed to turn the world upside down for me,

but you turned my world upside down instead.

Trying so hard to stay true to yourself...

you ended up becoming a liar.

I already looked up to you like you were God.

But I forgot,

no man can ever be God.

Who are you going to justify all this to?

Tell me, if you were in Gajjan's place,

what would you have done?

I would've killed Sucha.

And if you were in Pyaaro's shoes?

I wouldn't have let Sucha even step foot in this house,

no matter how many times he begged.

And if you were in my place?

Then I'd have given Sucha a chance... a chance to make things right.

Then take your place for a moment.

and tell me honestly, what would Sucha have done?

If I didn't know

that Gajjan and Pyaaro had met...

If our paths had never crossed again...

If I hadn't fallen in love with you...

And if I hadn't told you the truth today...

Then yeah, Sucha would've ended up being a liar.

We can't change the fate written for us by God,

but we can choose to rectify our actions.

Sucha is choosing to set things right.

Let me go, Rajjo.

My brother is waiting for me.

Rajjo won't stop you.

But remember...

There's someone waiting for you here as well.

Today your pride stands tall and true,

When you're denied what's owed to you.

They tear things down and throw away,

If the enemy dares to cross their way.

He'll live with shame and endless spite,

If he loses to the Jatt in fight.

Repay in full and don't miss your ride,

Go win your love and get your bride.

She waits for you tonight,

With henna on both hands applied.

Let love stay pure,

Let love stay pure,

And keep your promises.

I...

Shinda!

Hey!

Sardara!

The British have us surrounded, Sardara!

Uncle, what are these white young goats doing in a lion's arena?

The ones marked for death always come looking for it.

And this time, they're meant to die by my hands.

Fire!

Game over!

When you've got someone at gunpoint, don't even breathe till you pull the trigger.

Otherwise, they'll make sure you're the one who stops breathing.

Go on, pull the trigger.

Gajjan's worth more than all this gold.

You've got to take him,

but make sure he's not hurt in any way.

You should always scout a house before you rob it.

This is Punjab.

Here, kids grow up with guns in their hands and revenge in their blood.

And I seek my revenge, Sucha.

I trusted you. And you broke that trust.

If I'd truly broken your trust, Gajjan, I wouldn't be standing here now.

I came back for you.

Pyaaro is waiting for you.

And I've got a bullet waiting for you, Sucha.

The one who was supposed to protect me, turned into my enemy.

You promised we'd ride the wedding horse together.

But instead, you got me kidnapped, and went off to marry my girl?

I did go to marry her,

but I ended up meeting my girl there.

What do you mean your girl?

Rajjo. The one I winked at that day.

Turns out she's Pyaaro's aunt's daughter.

Pyaaro's...

Pyaaro has an aunt? She never mentioned it.

You're unbelievable.

Always going on about everything else and missing what matters.

And you know what, you idiot?

Rajjo still wears the bangles you gave her. Hasn't taken them off once.

That's why I'm not letting you off this time.

I won't spare you.

Then go on. Do it. Kill me.

Go on, use that bullet you carved my name into.

Shoot me, if that's what it takes to give you peace,.

When blood turns pale like water, it needs to be spilled, Sucha.

Move aside, Gajjan!

Sucha!

Hey Sucha!

Look Gajjan,

my blood's still red.

You fool,

if something happens to the groom while the Sarbala is still breathing,

no one will ever take a Sarbala to a wedding again.

If you dare die on me now, I'll make sure you regret it in the afterlife!

You're unbelievable.

First, you tell me I deserve a bullet...

and now that I've taken one,

you're acting like I'm not allowed to die?

So, Gajjan, what's the verdict?

Do we pull the bullet out, or take his other arm while we're at it?

Uncle, take the bullet out.

He'll keep causing trouble even in the afterlife.

I don't want him ending up as Yamraj's personal Sarbala.

I'm letting him live, he would've tossed him into boiling oil without a second thought.

Yes, please! I'd rather not end up like a fritter in hot oil.

Just please take the bullet out!

Might come in handy later. You could always reuse it.

Now get up. The bride's side must be waiting.

- Kehareya! - Yes, Sardara?

Take the rest of the guests to the bride's house.

Tell them, there are two grooms now.

Understood.

Uncle, we're the grooms. We can't show up dressed like this.

Pyaaro.

Yeah?

Tell me honestly,

if both Gajjan and Sucha were standing in front of you,

who would you marry?

How's Gajjan even going to get here?

Just imagine... Just assume, okay?

Even if there's a tiny one percent chance...

what if they both show up?

Then I'm marrying Gajjan, for sure.

That settles the matter!

Sucha's gone to bring him back.

What, you think the bandits are his relatives or what?

How is he going to pull that off alone?

Don't tell anyone,

but he's the one who got Gajjan kidnapped.

Huh?

Aunty! The groom's side just arrived.

But there are two grooms now!

What?!

What?!

They look loaded.

The whole house is lit up with ghee lamps.

Those lamps would've gone out if it wasn't for me.

And they would've lit up days ago if you hadn't stabbed me in the back.

Forget the lamps, look at that lantern shine.

Cut it out now.

Son...

we had everything arranged for one wedding.

Okay.

But seeing how things turned out... I mean, for the good, of course,

We have no choice.

This gold kada (bangle) has been passed down in our family forever.

We saved it for our son-in-law.

That's me. I'm your son-in-law.

You're still the Sarbala.

I was the Sarbala when we were in the ruins... now I'm the son-in-law.

I'm the groom. You stay out of it.

I was the groom this morning, remember?

That Kada belongs to me.

- It belongs to me. - I've earned it.

- No, I'm the one who deserves it. - Told you already, it's mine.

- Nope, I'm not letting this go. - Shut up.

Give it to me.

Here you go.

Is it real gold?

Yes, pure gold.

Don't give it to these kids, they'll drop it.

Bandits are here anyway, they're bound to snatch something.

Happy now?

Which one of you is the groom's father?

Which groom are we talking about?

The first or second one?

The groom...

First it was Gajjan, then Sucha, and now it's Gajjan again.

- They've have something going on. - Hey!

You idiot.

Ever seen a bullet being fired?

No, but I've seen one close-up!

You keep yapping, and you'll see it fired too!

Son, the brides are here.

Oh wow.

- What a beautiful sight! - What are they now, British officers or what?

They are shining brighter than the lanterns!

So who's marrying Rajjo and who's marrying Pyaaro?

Look at the delicate phulkari embroidery on their veil!

You won't find anything like that in all of Lahore or Peshawar.

Hey, check out how stylish my groom looks.

He's got stars on his shoulders and everything!

We won't find a fool like you in all of Lahore or Peshawar either.

We fought through deserts to get here.

Can you stop staring at her veil and actually look at your bride?

My groom's got coins hanging from his pocket.

Looks like he just won a battle or something.

They're warriors, after all.

Wonder if they brought one palanquin or two?

God, don't let them take me home on a camel.

How's my mother-in-law going to do the evil-eye ritual?

Wait... do I even have a mother-in-law?

Oh, you knew how to ask him for hair extensions but forgot to ask about that?

- My girl's gorgeous, no doubt. - Yes.

But have you seen the embroidery on that veil? It's next level!

You...!

How dare you ram your shoulder into me!

No, no, Brother, your shoulder hit mine!

Must've been by mistake.

Fanning the stove fire is no small job, right?

Let me take my gun off the shoulder and tell you.

This isn't your average bird-hunting toy, this belongs to real bandits.

And no, it won't snap in two. You've got my word.

Run!

Go on, run already!

How dare you make fun of me!

A bullet is stuck in the thigh,

Oh, this Jatt's ego, girl,

Has clashed with many a guy.

Has clashed with many a guy.

It's a matter of pride, girl,

I've dealt with many men before,

My mustache stays twisted, that's for sure, girl.

My mustache stays twisted, that's for sure, girl.

Guess what my bangles say, boy,

Guess what my bangles say, boy,

Be proud of yourself with joy,

My choice is not bad, boy.

My choice is not bad, boy.

I never felt the need to justify,

I cussed before a judge,

And your brother testified.

And my brother-in-law testified.

And your brother testified.

And my brother-in-law testified.

It's clear that Jatt has come of age indeed,

He uses black Thar to do dark deeds.

I've got more summons than love proposals, babe.

Notices are stuck outside my mansion's gate,

It was my uncle who bailed me out of fate.

I'm known for throwing down and throwing blows,

I'm so hot-tempered,

That they bring hired foes.

That they bring hired foes.

I'm a girl who is ready to commit,

I'll hire a London lawyer,

And get you out quick.

And get you out quick.

My last stop was the police station, girl,

Now I'm reformed,

Though I'm an old sinner in this world.

Though I'm an old sinner in this world.