Original subtitles

Oh! Lachu seth!

- This is impressive. - You're visiting this poor man?

You made your house up really nicely.

Take a seat.

Everything is changing.

But my brother is still the same.

If we want to expand the business,

someone else needs to step forward.

Someone else, who? You?

Me, Lalji bhai,

Darab.

You?

Me?

Yes.

Word around the market is

you don't spend a lot of time with my brother these days.

I was just a servant.

I don't think the seth needs me anymore.

And besides, he doesn't listen to anyone.

He does what he wants.

You worked with him for ten years,

and what did he do for you?

But, Lachu, what you're doing right now...

that is not right.

There is no such thing as right and wrong.

When your life is on the line,

everyone needs to pick their own path.

You can do that.

You are brothers.

Join us, it will be beneficial for you.

Barkha?

Get me some tea!

Anmol?

ANMOL BAZAAR GODOWN NO. 5

RATE PAIR

This is Doorvahini.

In today's headlines.

Opposition party leaders have

brought corruption allegations against Prime Minister Indira Gandhi.

Anti-corruption protests have erupted nationwide.

At dawn yesterday, 17 lakh railway workers

declared a strike to protest against corruption.

Various workers' associations and student unions

took to the streets in their support.

In Bombay, Textile Union Leader Surve said

that he would not call off the ongoing mill workers' strike.

Presenting his proposal before Pestonji,

the owner of Bombay's largest mill, Bombay Concern's,

Surve stated that a 16-hour workday,

only four holidays a year,

and the absence of any other facilities or benefits for the workers,

is the reason the union will continue its strike.

Pestonji has refused to meet the workers’ demands.

Gulrukh, why are we going there?

You know, that is not my world.

What is the problem with meeting them?

You always do what you want,

how about you do something for me this time?

- Good afternoon. - Hello, Gulrukh.

- How are you doing? - Fine.

Please meet, Brij Bhatti.

- Hello. - Brij. Mr. Pestonji.

Please come.

The owner of Bombay's biggest textile mill, Bombay Concern's.

And the world's worst bridge player.

Am I right?

It's true, I always lose against Gulrukh.

But with Brij around, everyone wins.

I have heard a lot about you, Mr. Bhatti.

You are a great player.

- It's a pleasure to meet you. - Yeah.

Well, let's talk business then, shall we?

Sure. Textiles is my core business.

The textile industry is what built this city.

But the cotton yarn business is no longer sustainable.

I will admit that the machinery has been updated,

there are new polyester and yarn fabrics,

but it is now time to shut down this business.

But what about the mill workers and laborers?

All of these textile mills were built on prime land.

And today the land,

is worth a lot more than those mills.

My plan is to shut down the textile mills

and build hotels, office buildings, and residential towers there.

What do you want from me?

Do you need me to lay bricks and mortar in the building?

Oh no, no, Bhatti sahab. Nothing like that.

Shutting down the textile mills is not easy.

The mill workers are already on strike,

and I know that all those people look up to you.

If you back this project,

everything will be done peacefully.

And in return, we will make you a shareholder in this new project.

Right, Gulrukh?

Yeah.

All we want to tell them,

is that, "Our hands don't just run the mills.

These hands run this whole country."

Why should we shed our blood, sweat, and tears to do your job?

That is unacceptable. We want what we deserve.

We're not begging for charity. We're demanding our rights.

The ongoing mill workers' strike in Bombay took a violent turn yesterday evening.

Several workers were injured during the stampede and the police baton-charge.

But union leader Surve accused Pestonji, owner of Bombay Concerns Mills,

and the other mill owners of trying to intimidate the workers.

He claimed that the government and the mill owners

are plotting together to shut down the textile mills

and build luxury hotels, buildings, and shopping complexes on that land.

In Delhi, Central Finance Minister Mr. Bapat,

has appealed to the mill workers to return to work as soon as possible

and prevent the country's economy from slipping further.

The market is in a terrible recession.

No one wants to play Matka.

Exactly. The market is in really bad shape.

How long can this go on?

Greetings, seth.

Greetings.

The strike has shut down all business, brother.

The Mill owners aren't paying the laborers wages.

Without their income, how can they play Matka?

Brother, if you speak to them, the laborers will end the strike.

Otherwise the Matka will shut down.

Yes, Ramnik seth is right.

What are you thinking about, brother?

Just give the order, and we will end the strike.

It's an easy task.

- But only if you say it. - Do something, dada.

He is right.

The strike should end.

So?

Have you made up your mind?

About what?

About talking to the mill workers.

About Pestonji's deal.

Pestonji is from one of the biggest business families in India.

If he says the textile business doesn't have a future,

then he must be right.

Just look at the Matka at the mill.

It's so unstable.

There was a strike and now the business is shut down.

We need to think big if we want to do big business.

That is all you need to explain to the Mill workers.

This development plan will help them too.

It will create new jobs, new opportunities.

Fine, I will talk to the laborers.

This is going to be good for everybody.

It will be good.

Yes, it will happen exactly how you decide.

What do you mean?

I mean, you have already decided.

That we need to do this, so we will.

It's not like I am forcing you to do this.

When did I say that?

All I said was, you have already decided.

That I need to talk to the workers and close down the mill.

Just like you decided to open a restaurant.

Like you decided to start a Matka here.

You didn't ask me. You told me.

Do you ever ask me?

Do you ask me before you do anything?

You started working with Maqsood.

You open the Matka from anywhere.

I started Matka. It is my business.

It's my game.

I can do what I want.

So?

Have I done nothing?

You're saying I had no contribution in making it big?

Have you forgotten,

Russi's has a much higher collection than the mill.

Gulrukh, I don't want to fight with you.

Should I ask for your permission before I do anything?

Is that what you want?

Do you want me to behave like one of those women

who are caged at home within those four walls?

Who just wait for their husband to return.

To feed him,

- wash his clothes, take care of his kids-- - No, you can't do that.

Madam?

Pestonji.

Hi. Hello, Mr. Bhatti.

I will join you in a minute. Please give sir a seat.

- Sure. - Just a minute.

Go, talk to him.

I am just a small-time merchant, you're a big businesswoman.

Tell him, the deal is done.

And let me know if I owe you a commission for this.

Any other questions?

Anything to tell me?

No.

- Hello. - Hello.

- So sorry to keep you waiting. - No problem.

Hello.

- So, Gulrukh? - Yes.

- What did he say? - We have discussed,

Brij and I are on for the deal.

That is great news.

These mill workers are such a pain to deal with.

Let's start on the paperwork.

If this deal goes well, everything will happen smoothly.

Yes.

Actually, I...

This...

is some money.

No, no...

There is no need for that.

No, it's Eknath's money.

I forgot to give it back when he was around.

He must have forgotten to tell you.

I... don't really know what to say,

but if you need anything...

please don't... hesitate to let me know.

I am like a brother to you.

I mean...

I am right here, sister-in-law.

A lot of the barrels we find these days are empty.

This is only half the barrel.

There is nothing in this or that.

What should we do?

Listen...

go to Kemamwadi day after tomorrow.

Get the barrels from there.

Okay.

And...

let's go to Bandra Lake next week.

If we go there we will find his treasure.

Hey.

How are you?

Great place you have got here.

Won't you invite us in?

- Hey! Stop! Open it! - Grab him!

- Run! Hurry up and run. - Let's go!

Go to the other hideout.

Open it! Open the door!

Open the door!

Grab him! Don't let him get away!

Wait you traitorous bastard!

Let me go!

- Let me go! - Hey, Dagdu!

Grab him. Grab him.

Hold on.

I had a suspicion,

that you're stealing the barrels.

I let it go for so long,

so that I could witness it myself.

You could have asked me if you needed money.

Why would you do all this?

Tell me.

I can ask you the same thing.

Why?

I told you,

we should take Sulbha off the phone lines.

But you refused.

Why?

She is rotting in jail even today. Why?

I was going to get her released.

Dagdu, I treated you like a brother--

Hey! Don't try to make me your brother, seth.

Brother?

I will tell you, what a brother is to you.

The one who betrays you.

Who screws you over.

But you still give him a grand wedding!

That is a brother.

I am a servant!

A dumbfuck.

What are you saying, fucker?

We started the Matka business together.

You started the business with me, right?

We did it together, right?

- What about now? - What about it?

You do whatever you want now.

You open the cards when you want.

You open it where you want, with whoever you want.

Whatever I did, it was to expand the business.

Not for myself. For all of you.

Hear that?

Who are you fooling, seth?

Which people?

Look around you.

There is no one around. You're all alone.

You started the Matka to give poor people hope, didn't you?

Now you are trying to crush the livelihoods of the mill workers.

Enough.

From today onward,

our relationship is over.

Stay away from the Matka.

Hey, Brij Bhatti!

It's over?

It's over.

You wanted to burn Lanka down with your burning tail, didn't you?

Look at yourself.

You have become Ravana.

Our demands must be fulfilled.

Our demands must be fulfilled.

I have heard that Brij Bhatti will be coming here.

Brij Bhatti has been meeting the Mill owner a lot these days.

They must be meeting to put an end to the strike, right?

The mill has been shut,

and so is the Matka.

That is why they keep meeting.

Yes, and now he will tell us to end the strike.

Why would he care?

We are the ones who will suffer.

- Greetings, brother. - Hello, Bhatti seth.

- Greetings. - Namaste.

- Greetings, Mr. Bhatti. - Sir!

Greetings!

MILL WORKERS' STRUGGLE COMMITTEE

Namaskar...

My name is Brij Bhatti.

I run the Matka.

You have all been playing my Matka for the last ten years.

And I am thankful to you for that.

But ever since this strike began...

you have all stopped playing Matka.

So, this strike is ruining my business.

So, I just came here to make a small request...

if the Matka needs to be ruined, then so be it.

You people should fight for your right.

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Because, I know...

that no one goes on strike willingly.

No worker wants to leave their home

and sit here under the burning sun, without food or water, for hours,

and go back home without having earned any money.

A man would only do that when he is surrounded on all sides.

The government doesn't support you,

the system is against you,

these wealthy people want to steal the land you stand on.

What the fuck else will you do other than fight the system?

You are not alone.

I, Brij Bhatti, stand with you.

What kind of leader does the nation want?

Someone like Brij Bhatti!

What kind of leader does the nation want?

Someone like Brij Bhatti!

I am no politician.

I just want to help you with all my heart and soul.

My words will upset a lot of people,

but I can't make everyone happy. Thank you.

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

Long live, Brij Bhatti!

- Hello? - Congratulations.

In the end, you did exactly what you wanted to do.

And all this drama has turned you into a hero for the workers.

I've just stood by the people who stood by me from the beginning.

And the people who want to use me...

can now think about themselves.

You should think about it, too, Gul.

This plan to shut down the mills is not right.

I have thought about it. I don't need your advice.

What feels right to you...

might not feel right to me.

Pestonji, this mill business has dragged on for too long.

You need to clear the land as soon as possible.

How will we do it, Minister?

What about that Bhatti?

We can't allow Bhatti to become a messiah for the people.

He has already become a messiah.

The common man trusts him.

It won't be easy to break that trust.

I will talk to my brother.

Darab Ahmed.

He can take care of Brij.

Narang is his go-to man. I'll get in touch with him.

He will end the strike.

Darab Ahmed will deal with Brij.

What are you saying, Lalji bhai?

He is my brother.

If he is your brother, then why won't he act like it?

He is causing trouble for everyone.

And he is sitting on a mountain of money himself.

Then knock down the mountain of cash he is sitting on,

and drag him down to Earth.

- Yeah? - Sir, the minister is on the line.

Yeah, yeah, put him on.

- Bapat here. - Hello, sir.

Listen, Kanojiya. I have a special task for you.

- Yes, sir. - We need to take care of Brij Bhatti.

Yes, sir, I will do it.

- Are you sure? - Yes, consider it done.

- Don't worry. - Go ahead, I will owe you.

Okay, sir.

Abetment.

TP, we should find someone who is willing to testify

that Brij Bhatti drove Inspector Tumde to commit suicide.

No, sir, I don't think so.

Such testimonials won't do much.

It won't make a difference.

Yes, maybe you're right.

Even if Brij Bhatti is taken to court,

he will leave a free man.

And the real culprit is Matka.

Because in this game, a man loses more than his life.

He loses his home and family, too.

And as a responsible newspaper we have the power

to show the truth to the people.

We will get Bhatti to be tried in the court of public opinion.

We can do that sir, but...

blaming Bhatti for everything isn't fair either.

It's like you were holding the puppet

while the real puppeteer continued pulling the strings.

TP, I don't understand why you are clouding your judgement.

Weren't you the one

who wanted to write about the Matka King, Brij Bhatti?

I am now giving you a free hand.

You need to focus on Brij Bhatti.

And write a very strong article. I am with you.

- Yes, sir. - That's it.

Everyone wants your money.

This could all be over...

if you join hands with Darab Ahmed.

Lachu.

Do you know what it means to work with people like that?

It's like stepping into a maze.

Easy to enter,

but after they spin you around and leave you, you're trapped for good.

You still have time.

Mend your ways.

I learned how to run a business from you, brother.

And I am just starting to learn that business isn't everything in life.

You need to have integrity.

You said that relationships and deals

need to be kept separate in life, didn't you?

But you're the one who treated all of your relationships like deals.

Whether it's your wife, your son, or your brother.

You always put your business first.

If we hand over the Matka to them...

they will poison it in such a way that they will ruin the whole nation.

I want Pestonji's deal, brother!

I need this deal.

You always saw me as useless,

irresponsible, lazy, and foolish, didn't you?

If you had just put your ego aside for two minutes and said...

"There is something special about you, Lachu."

But, no.

- Lachu, that's not-- - But, Dada,

you think you know everything.

But you don't know anything.

The world has changed.

I am now working with Darab.

And he wants to kill you.

I am telling you as your brother,

save yourself.

Lachu, what are you doing?

Shaking hands with a snake?

I will make this deal happen, brother.

You can do what you want.

You always said that when you do business with family,

the relationship becomes a business deal, didn't you?

The relationship has ended, brother.

But the deal stands strong.

Take care.

Hey, look. It's the son of the Matka King.

No matter how much money I put into the Matka,

I never win the Sangam.

That is how it goes with Matka, man.

That bloody Brij Bhatti is a thief.

Didn't you read the newspaper today?

Yes, I saw it, but I used to win earlier.

Sir? What is this, sir?

This article is amputated, sir.

You have cut off its limbs.

There is nothing left! I named so many people,

and even provided evidence!

Now there is nothing.

What else could I do, TP?

You're always spitting fire,

someone needs to put it out, don't they?

You know that I have superiors to answer to.

My sources tell me, the government is going to declare a State of Emergency.

They'll launch a dedicated crackdown on Brij Bhatti.

I don't want to mess with the government at this time.

I need to run the newspaper. Be practical.

Practical?

Practical, my foot.

I have had enough of all the bitching from Bapat,

Lalji bhai Chaggani and that vegetarian from Textile mills.

They can't manage what's handed to them on a plate,

how will they pull off a real challenge?

Now we will handle this matter ourselves.

I want Bhatti dead by tomorrow.

I will do it, brother.

Brij Bhatti? I have a warning for you.

The government is going to declare emergency

and give the police a free hand.

You are a target too.

You're no saint but it's better if you know.

Who is this? Hello?

Hello?

How are you?

I am fine. How are you?

Here, brother.

You know Maqsood?

He acts in movies.

He is making a new movie,

I have invested some money in that.

Producer.

They are holding a...

What do they call it?

When they show the movie for the first time?

- Premiere. - Premiere. That is being held tomorrow.

So, I thought...

I don't want to go alone.

So, I was thinking...

that it would be nice if you came with me.

SON OF INDIA

- Bhatti sahab! - Thank you.

Excuse me.

- Congratulations. - You too.

All the best, Maqsood bhai.

Sister-in-law, now that you're here

the film will be a super duper, Silver Jubilee hit. Just watch.

You're right.

Come, let me introduce you to everyone.

Please come.

So?

How is the movie?

It's good. Top-notch.

Hello.

Did you recognize her?

Gulrukh?

- Barkha. - Hi.

Barkha Bhatti.

Hi.

I have thought a lot about you.

I have thought a lot about you, too.

A lot.

I have spent many nights awake, just thinking.

Wondering what is so special about you.

But slowly, the jealousy faded.

I started forming a strange relationship with you.

Like the one the sun has with the moon.

Where they share the same light.

I wish we had met a time,

when something else had brought us together.

If only...

but this is the reality now.

You know, I sometimes think that the man I married,

I never got to know him.

I won't cause you any more pain.

I have chosen my path, Barkha.

I know that...

things aren't that simple for you.

But as long as you remain in his shadow,

you won't be able to live your own life.

Your life will never be yours.

I would like to welcome all of our guests from the bottom of my heart.

This evening in Mumbai marks Maqsood's next showcase.

The grand premiere of Bharat ka Beta!

The wait is over,

let's call on stage the actor,

director, producer of the movie, Mr. Maqsood!

A huge round of applause for Mr. Maqsood!

I am so happy to see all of you here tonight.

And tonight on this stage, I would like to thank a few people.

First of all, I would like to call the heroine of the movie on stage.

Superstar Shilpi!

Thank you.

And our movie's villain,

the legend Ali Baik sahab.

And the rest of our cast,

Anil, Anu, Anjali... please come.

And now I would like to call the co-producer of this movie,

Ganguly sahab and Motwani sahab.

And last but not the least.

I would like to thank

the person who helped me reach this stage in life.

Our audience.

Continue to shower us with your love.

Thank you.

Let's begin the premiere.

Malhotra sahab, don't try to beat destiny.

Keep playing if you enjoy the game.

Because you have to play if you want to win.

Dada...

Stay with him.

Okay.

Dada? Look at that.

Don't stop. Pravin, don't stop!

Dada, get down and hide.

Pravin, drive! Drive!

- Wait, stop! - Where are you going?

Come here, you!

Drive! Drive faster!

Last night at 8:00 p.m., Prime Minister Indira Gandhi

declared a state of Emergency in the country.

Under this ruling, many opposition leaders are being arrested.

And the important part is,

the government has curbed many citizen's rights.

Bhatti and his Matka need to be dead and buried.

And his money should be in my hand.

Sure.

If you return empty-handed, I will take care of you first.

I will handle it, brother.

And listen, Bhatti will try to leave Bombay.

Inform Bapat's police officers.

If they catch him at a police blockade they should shoot him on sight.

- Clear? - Yes, brother.

I have given him medicines. He needs rest.

Thank you, Doctor.

- Please lie down. - Yes.

And let me know if you need anything.

Sure.

Dada?

- I have kept your clothes here. - here.

I will bring you tea and snacks in the evening.

- Careful. - Please call me if you need anything.

Okay.

Dada?

Bidi...

Everything is made of cotton here.

- The mattress-- - I understand.

Who are you fooling, seth?

You started the business with me, right?

We did it together, right?

What about now?

There is no one around. You're all alone.

If you had just put your ego aside for two minutes and said...

"There is something special about you, Lachu."

Seth, the child brought prosperity.

The boarding school is for his own good, Barkha.

Is it for his good or yours?

You are sending him away, and getting rid of the issue.

Do you think everything is fine, Brij?

Nothing is okay!

I feel like I am suffocating here.

The Matka that Brij had used to rule,

had now become a noose around his neck.

And Darab?

He wanted to grab hold of that noose.

The sun has turned black

The bright light Sets on the horizon

There is no door to knock on...

He let his dogs roam free on the streets of Bombay.

With one simple instruction.

Find Brij Bhatti,

take his money,

and disrupt the entire system.

- Everyone out. - Hey! Get out!

My breath is wounded

My life lies in ruins

It's trying to find the courage to go...

Lalji bhai, Lachu, Bapat...

all of them were as small as ants next to Darab.

The wandering traveler with No home has slipped away

Thread by thread...

- We didn't find any money. - Talk!

Where did you hide the money?

Where is the money? Where did your boss hide it?

- Where is Bhatti? - I don't know.

I don't know.

He had his sights on Brij's money,

but Darab also had an eye on the land the mills were on.

He sent his goons to viciously beat up the mill workers

and end the strike.

The beat goes on

Like puppets...

When Darab's people were breaking the laborers bones,

Bapat's cops stood by and watched.

The beat goes on

Like puppets

Money makes...

An entire battalion of cops was looking for Brij all over Mumbai.

But locating Brij was like searching for a ghost.

If I wanted to survive Darab's new world,

I had to come up with an idea.

I have an offer.

These dreams are all made of sand

We cannot find...

Pestonji spoke to the other mill owners,

opened the mills,

and forced the laborers to get back to work.

And Brij Bhatti?

He didn't give a shit about what was happening in Bombay.

He was thinking about something else.

Who created this pain?

That way, sir.

He ran, he ran away

The wandering traveler with No home has slipped away

Thread by thread

The tangled thread of this Journey refuses to unravel

The beat goes on

Like puppets

Money makes people dance to its tune

The beat goes on

Like puppets

Sir! Sir, wait, you can't go in.

My son is in there.

Sir, the parents can't meet the kids today.

- Please come back on Sunday. - I can't come on Sunday.

My son studies here. In the fifth class...

Please try to understand, sir.

He ran, he ran away

The wandering traveler with No home has slipped away

Thread by thread

The tangled thread of this Journey refuses to unravel

Anmol!

Your dad.

Anmol, your dad!

Anmol!

Anmol!

Anmol, where are you going?

Anmol...

Anmol?

It's me, Brij Bhatti.

I want to talk to DCP Sharma.

- Yes? - Sir, Brij Bhatti is on the line.

Connect him.

You wanted to arrest me, right?

- Brij Bhatti? - Yes, it's me. Brij Bhatti.

You wanted to arrest me, right?

I am at home. Come and get me.

- Hello? - Yes, Rukmini.

Yes, dada?

No need for that.

Dada?

Rukmini, I know

that you don't smoke bidis.

But if you need to, smoke one for me.

RUKMINI MATTRESS FACTORY

What do you think?

Will he live or will he die?

Only two things are certain in life.

You were born, and you will die.

Between life and death, come opportunities.

And the game of life is all about betting on the right chances.

Sometimes you bet on the wrong numbers,

and let life win the round.

But that is when you need to open that one card,

which will turn the whole game around.

Which will bring fate itself to its knees, and say,

"Let's play another round."