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You live in such terror, Mr. Sheikh.
By the way, what are these exploits of yours that warrant such heavy security?
It's just the perspective.
You look at it as terror.
And I look at it as a mark of my kingship.
And history has it. Every king needs to protect himself.
Tell me. What brings you here?
Cops come to my humble abode for only two reasons.
Either for recommendation or to offer their regards.
Nice.
Well, I am known for two things only.
For bumping off people and for picking up people.
Aren't we the same, Mr. Rathi?
Mr. Sheikh, we are here for routine inquiry.
Come.
Mr. Sheikh, every man has a story.
What's your story?
These are not stories. Just rumours.
There is no story to my story.
I haven't asked them to get this for you to just look at it.
Please help yourselves.
I am fasting.
I am not. Thank you.
Do you know Babloo Pandey?
Have you heard of Mexico?
It's safe to assume that Uttar Pradesh is India's Mexico.
UP too has a mixture of crime and politics just like Mexico.
Babloo. Bunty. Tipu. I have heard many names.
But I won't be able to help you find them.
You only look for someone you hope to find.
Babloo Pandey named you.
The next day his entire gang was wiped out by some Devi.
And Babloo Pandey is missing.
Can you throw some light on it?
You are disguising this accusation as a question.
Amazing. You have come home for the first time.
You are my guest.
That is why I am not minding your audacity.
You can mind it.
But you will have to answer my questions.
And second question.
What connection do you have with Devi?
I like your attitude.
Anybody else would have lost his uniform.
This job is in my blood.
There's no way you can take my job.
Praise the Lord.
"The dark deep night."
"It takes away my sleep and my peace of mind."
"The dark deep night."
"It takes away my sleep and my peace of mind."
"I am losing it. These empty eyes behold you."
"With love..."
Nandini, what are you doing?
This is wrong.
"The season of love is around."
- "I would rather become a recluse." - Fine.
As you seem right, your highness
"The separation hurts."
I didn't want our family's reputation to be harmed.
The thing is that your younger brother...
hasn't been fulfilling the duty of a husband for months now.
So if the daughter-in-law gets into a relationship with an outsider
then you are the one whose reputation will be hurt.
I leave the rest to you.
"My disturbed mind is dancing to your tunes."
"My body is on fire, my love."
"These lonely nights tease me."
"These lonely nights tease me."
"Tease me with your name. Don't listen to me."
"My disturbed mind."
"My disturbed mind."
"My disturbed mind."
"These lonely nights tease me."
"These lonely nights tease me."
"Tease me with your name. Don't listen to me."
"My disturbed mind."
"My disturbed mind."
"My disturbed mind."
Sir, Devi is here.
Show her to the special room with all due respect.
Yes, sir.
Go.
I hope you didn't have much trouble.
You had to wait a little.
No.
Go out.
Wait outside.
Okay, guru.
You have come to my empire for the first time.
Let me get you something to eat first.
Can you get me some fried crocodile with some tea?
I mean you can't get me the breakfast I normally have.
Let's get down to business. Straight.
Fine.
Have you killed Babloo Pandey and his gang?
Babloo Pandey who?
This is baffling. Everyone names you before dying.
Bhati, Babloo Everyone was naming you before dying.
And you don't even know them.
I guess you forget. I told you.
So many people come to my court. Seek my blessings.
How can I remember every person's name?
And if these two named me before dying
it means they would have attained salvation after death.
Let me tell you something interesting.
A member of the gang is alive.
He is half dead. But he'll talk as soon as he regains consciousness.
You tell me willingly before he starts talking.
I swear I am so scared.
Proof, my love.
Go get some proof first.
And then talk to Devi.
Once I manage to gather evidence I'll drag you here whipping your ass.
But if you confess, I'll be nice to you.
Like I am being nice to you now.
I do not like such abusive language.
Beware.
If I put a curse on you,
your empire and grandeur will be gone in a flash.
I am the queen mother.
And I am the king of kings.
You are 'Devi.'
And I am known as the God of death.
I have taken out more criminals than the curses you might have put on someone.
All praise the Lord.
(Chanting)
(Chanting)
(Chanting)
(Chanting)
Your countdown starts from today.
When you meditate the next time, think of me.
You will forget counting. Let alone counting down.
A Goddess's curse or her blow never fails.
Holy crap, have to take bath now
Look. It's Varun.
Watch how I teach him a lesson.
See this. I got this specially for you.
- Oh, wow. - I like sandwich too.
Yuck. Your mom has made such disgusting sandwich.
Ask her to make a tasty sandwich next time.
Come. I'll get you some yummy sandwich.
Bye, loser.
Whatever I am today is all thanks to my mom and dad.
All parents give their children blessings and education.
Along with it, my mother and father explained to me...
the philosophy of life when I was of your age.
Azeem.
Azeem, what are you doing?
- Azeem. - Mom, you let him sell your daughter.
- Azeem. - Mom, she was my sister.
- Listen to me. - How could you let him sell her?
Azeem.
This is my sister.
They didn't teach me principles or give me any advice.
But they definitely made me...
aware of the ways you can tackle life.
Today when I have everything, they are not with me.
Today I miss my mom and dad terribly.
Run. Run. Quick. Quick. Run. Run.
Stop. Get them.
Brother.
Run.
Over there. Come on.
Open. Open up.
Ruksana... Ruksana
Stop. Stop. That's enough.
Son, as long as I am in this college,
only one name will rule the roost. Ghazi. Got it?
Firstly you won by using your unfair power.
And you are celebrating it too.
Why are you harassing him?
Well done, woman.
You are quite feisty, aren't you?
Should I harass you instead?
Ghazi, I am a cop's daughter.
I don't give a damn if you are a leader.
Stay within your limit.
I'm sorry, Rakesh. I couldn't come in all these days.
I couldn't muster the courage.
I was wondering how do I face you.
I can't fathom what you must be going through.
Right. You can't.
What's the use of having all that power?
You couldn't save my son.
Kaushalya, go inside.
Go.
I'm sorry.
She is still grieving.
She is a mother.
She has that right.
But today I haven't come here empty handed.
I have the name of the guy who took Gattu from you.
Who is behind this? Tell me.
I'll spend everything I have to finish him.
Just give me the name. Who is it?
Azeemuddin.
Azeemuddin Gulam Sheikh.
Sir, look who is here.
Welcome.
Greetings.
- Many congratulations. - Thank you.
Had your brother been alive today, he would have been so proud of you.
I knew you'd win.
I am victorious today all thanks to you, sir.
But to be honest,
I am waiting for the day when I avenge my brother's death.
- God willing. - I will let not this fire die.
Just keep praying for me.
Delayed revenge is always more enjoyable.
Got it?
Thank you.
Oh. Mr. Agarwal.
Tell me.
How may I help you?
- Well, I am trying. You... - I know.
Well, the home minister had come home.
To give me the name of my son's real murderer.
He named Sheikh.
He said you gave him this information?
Is it true?
Yes.
Babloo Pandey named Sheikh in front of me.
I want to hear him beg and plead.
I want to hear his screams while dying.
Just as my son would have screamed and begged.
Begging for mercy.
I want to see him beg for his life.
Just tell me the amount of money you want.
But please. Do this job for me.
Please.
I vowed already.
Even if Mr. Agarwal had not told me, I wouldn't have spared Sheikh.
The war had begun.
All the warriors had entered the battlefield.
I could fight against the enemy I could see.
But how could I fight against an enemy who is yet invisible to me
Hey, are you blind?
- Can't you see? - How dare you call us blind?
How dare you call us blind?
How dare you call us blind?
- How dare you call us blind? - What are you doing?
- How dare you call us blind? - What are you doing?
You scumbag. Screw you.
What's in the truck?
Fruits and vegetables.
We'll know once we check.
Come on.
- Hello, sir. - Isn't your job dear to you?
Let the truck pass.
Okay, sir.
There is a well-oiled system within the system...
which leaks out all our information to them.
The mission is doomed even before it starts.
But don't worry. I will find this cancer.
Sorry, sir.
Yes?
Look at how badly they beat sir.
How did this happen?
Do you remember anyone's face?
Who were those boys?
Next time I will ask them to remove their helmets before beating me.
We received those threat calls a few days ago.
And now this has happened to father.
Give your family some more time. I don't care.
Change your job timings. Do whatever. I don't care.
But spend some time at home.
Sir, I feel something is wrong about the timing.
We met Sheikh yesterday. And today this assault on uncle.
These things are connected in some way.
Nice.
Zubair, distribute the weapons to all our gangsters around the city
Okay, boss.
Murder. Murder.
Principal madam.
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