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I'd like to see the bastard cry.

Don't drag my daughter into this.

Pinchoo. Pinchoo Khanna.

I'll either shoot you in the ass or your brains.

I will handle Wasim.

If you want my help, you will have to come to Mumbai.

Anna says hello.

I will attack Poornima Gaikwad.

Ma'am, I am getting late.

I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't urgent. Wait.

There is a place I've been avoiding going to.

You don't know these Gaikwads.

The only way to stop them is to kill them.

Namaste, Vibha-ji.

Namaste, Vibha-ji.

Why has Ameya sent his most loyal dog here?

No need to insult me, Vibha-ji.

Your fight is with Saaheb, not me.

Then why are you here?

I am here to help you on the mission you have embarked on.

And what is that?

To eliminate Saaheb.

And Ameya believes I will fall for this new trick.

I knew gaining your trust would be very difficult.

Take a look.

There's more.

Surely you know

Saaheb couldn't have sent me here with these pictures.

Come on, Vibha-ji.

Do you need more proof than this?

I am not sure.

My experience says

Ameya has something big up his sleeve.

The attack on Saaheb was...

ordered by me.

Even I had tried to eliminate Saaheb.

I have nothing more to convince you.

Okay. I will trust you.

But these pictures are of no use to me.

Because you don't want to make Poornima your target,

and that is your biggest mistake.

You can never eliminate Saaheb like this.

Wait and watch what I do.

No one knows that man better than me.

Even his backup plan has a backup plan.

These money-laundering scandals, sting operations,

and official raids won't even put a dent in him.

It is impossible to defeat that man.

That man has only one weakness now.

His daughter.

In the past couple of months,

Poornima has shown that she is nothing like her father.

She has sidelined Ameya.

Ameya personally told me this.

Oh, really?

This was clicked in the morning.

The father-daughter duo are back again.

You have no choice left.

Take my advice.

Target the daughter,

and eliminate the father.

Simple.

Okay.

Since I've been of such great help to you,

I need something in exchange.

I had hired gangster Raman Keserkar to eliminate Saaheb.

Raman is still in Central Jail.

I know.

He is that Raman you helped escape from Mumbai

when you were the Home Minister.

Correct.

Alsatian Nambiar's enquiry is still ongoing.

He can take Raman to court any day to testify against me.

As long as Raman is alive,

my future is in jeopardy.

Raman has to go.

You are in no position to bargain.

I am...

because you haven't heard the other half of my plan yet.

Milk!

Humera.

What happened?

What an ass--

Give him a hard kick. That will wake him up.

He is looking so cute.

Hello.

Last night you swore you will never see his face again.

When I see anyone sleep so soundly, it melts my anger.

I mean just look at him.

He just looks like a child.

I hate these dramatic fools.

Sleeping outside our doorstep.

The only thing left for him to do now is to break into a song.

Angie, you are just too nice.

Shall we wake him up?

Sorry, Grandma!

I am really sorry for last night, Angie.

It was an emergency. Actually, I was already on my way.

I rode at a speed of 200 and arrived here.

But since it was too late, I thought it would be rude to...

I mean it's rude to ring the bell at night,

so I fell asleep out here.

How about some tea?

Good morning.

Anna,

we managed to gather some funds.

We had to sell off some of our land and property,

but that's okay.

We did it because Anna said so.

We just want to know your plan.

You will all know

when the time is right.

Okay, Anna.

See you later.

Goodbye.

Come on.

Everyone say your goodbyes to your family.

This fool will attack the Gaikwads without a plan.

Asshole.

Anna, I have brought them.

Anna.

My daughter.

Milk.

Suhana.

Go with Tamma uncle.

And stay with him.

Okay, Mummy.

I am sorry.

I am sorry for running away.

I was scared.

I will never do it again.

Please, I am sorry.

Daughter is good.

Anna...

please don't direct all the anger you have towards me

on my daughter.

Please.

Please.

-Good morning, Baba. -Good morning.

Good morning, kaka.

Good morning, beta.

Good morning, ma'am.

How is Ramnik bhai, Pal-ji?

You didn't answer my question.

He... is okay, ma'am.

In case you two are puzzled, let me enlighten you.

Pal-ji works for Ramnik bhai.

Can I leave, ma'am?

That would be the right thing.

Pal-ji.

File.

Well...

my job here is done now.

Come, Jagya.

Let us enjoy our retired life.

-Come on. -No, Saaheb.

I want to stay here with Poornima

since Pal isn't around either now.

Thank you, kaka.

Well, you two run the state. I'm going to meet an old friend.

Saaheb, you have lost your marbles!

I have decided to fuck you.

And this time...

from the front.

Saaheb.

Ramnik bhai.

First things first, Saaheb,

I want to apologise.

Give me a hug first.

I want to begin by

thanking your daughter, Tanya.

For flying Poornima to Bangkok on her plane.

Sir...

my daughter had no clue about what's going on.

-Poornima-ji-- -She did the right thing.

My daughter needed help,

and your daughter was there for her.

-Ramnik bhai. -Yes.

When I started this business,

your money came to good use for me.

Saaheb, my money is your money.

-Another thing. -Yes.

You know the opposition has

shut down our entire operation at the docks.

Yes.

Since Vibha came to power,

she is determined to destroy the Gaikwads.

So, Poornima and I want to know

where your loyalties lie.

I am always on your side.

I can never go against you.

Never.

Glad to hear that, Ramnik bhai.

Yes.

Bahir-ji.

Saaheb?

Ramnik bhai,

have you ever sat in a wheelchair?

-No? -No, Saaheb.

Then you have missed out

on an important life experience.

Sit.

Saaheb?

Sit down, motherfucker!

Sit!

One of the unique things about sitting in a wheelchair is

you look up to everyone.

And everyone looks down on you.

And that gives them the false impression

that they are stronger than you.

I'm right, aren't I?

That's how you felt

when we met here the other night.

I... I was wrong.

Everyone thinks politicians have a thick hide.

Criticise them all you like, but it makes no difference to them.

That's a lie, Ramnik.

Nobody has as thin a skin as a politician.

They remember everything.

Especially those who insult them.

Starting today, you will be my lapdog.

Lie at my feet, lick my toes,

and bark only when I tell you.

And if you don't do as I say,

I will make this wheelchair your permanent address.

I won't spare your daughter either.

Understood?

What will you be?

Dog...

Huh?

From today, I will be your...

dog...

Forever.

Yes.

Get used to the view from the wheelchair, Ramnik bhai.

How many ice cubes?

One or two?

Why have you called me here?

Kadam, I was going to

take up your complaints with Saaheb when Poornima returned.

-Even I have been sidelined now. -Leave it, bhau.

Don't compare yourself with me.

You are back on Saaheb's lap again.

And what am I doing there?

A peon's job.

"Jagya, fetch this. Jagya, fetch that."

"Cook mutton for me."

What nonsense.

Bhau, I understand your anger.

But right now all I am worried about is my future.

What do you mean?

I am quitting the party.

I see.

Why?

Saaheb has never done anything for the people of my community.

But I never lost hope.

Poornima has resumed office now.

And you know how she hates me.

You have made my job a lot easier.

I had prepared a full speech to persuade you.

But all that isn't needed now.

We both are on the same page.

Are you leaving the party too?

No.

I am not leaving the party.

I am breaking the party.

Bhau, I don't understand these games.

And I don't want any part of it.

-I am leaving. -Without hearing my offer?

I want you to be in charge of the Municipal Corporation.

You heard it right.

Run the Corporation on behalf of the party.

That's where all the power and wealth lies.

Whoever controls the Corporation controls the City of Dreams.

I know, bhau,

but what do you want in exchange?

If everything goes according to my plan,

then I will split the party the old-fashioned way.

Resort politics.

You have good relations with all the MLAs.

You will use your connections

to swing them over to my team.

Money isn't the issue.

We will join Vibha-ji's party

and form our government.

Our MLAs are unhappy,

but this doesn't mean they will go against Poornima-ji

and split the party.

It's not that easy, bhau.

I know

Poornima is still everyone's favourite.

But all that will change tomorrow.

What will happen tomorrow?

Wait for a day and watch.

After tomorrow, the whole of Maharashtra will hate Poornima Gaikwad.

Papa wants milk right this minute.

He wants it right now.

Mummy will get it tomorrow.

No, I want it now.

I want milk.

Give me milk now!

What the fuck.

This asshole should quit drug dealing and make porn films.

Kitty had three more calls.

-Do you want to listen? -No, bhai.

No more Kitty and Papa stories.

Let me know if there is anything important.

Okay, sir.

Good morning.

-Good morning, sir. -Sir.

Why is the office so empty?

Ojas and the boys are still interrogating the kids we picked up.

We are cracking them one by one.

We can now disrupt their distribution business a fair bit.

That's good.

And what about Pinchoo Khanna?

We have his phone on surveillance.

I was just listening to that.

I even paid him a visit yesterday.

He is terrified.

Since yesterday, he has only been calling some floozy,

nobody else.

Do you want to hear their phone conversations?

No, thank you.

Sir, Pinchoo's phone is live.

-Bhai. -Tell me.

Bhai, Wasim Khan paid me a visit yesterday.

He pointed a gun at me.

And you are telling me this today.

We should be careful.

He is a psycho.

And you are a bloody junkie.

-Me-- -Were you snorting cocaine all night?

No! I was doing my job.

I shut down all our operations, bhai.

It's all done now.

Now, make a new supply route and start the delivery again.

We won't be scared of these assholes and shut business.

Yes. -Another thing.

No more conversations over the phone.

-Yes. -Understood?

-I did. -Now hang up.

I will get the number tracked, sir.

Keep listening.

This idiot Pinchoo may give us more leads.

-Okay, sir. -Okay.

One more thing, sir.

I want this phone tap information

to stay between just the three of us.

Why? Do you suspect someone?

No, sir, but I don't know the entire team well yet.

So, this information shouldn't leak out.

-Right? -Done, sir.

Okay.

Thank you, sir.

Play it.

Good evening, bhai.

How far are we, Ojas?

Everything is going as planned, bhai.

I'm throwing crumbs to the task force

so they feel they are making progress.

A couple of days ago, I gave them some dealers.

In a couple of days, I'll hand over a few Doorstep Delivery kids to them.

The interrogation will keep them busy for a week.

Good job.

We are resuming business tomorrow.

The new stock arrives in two days.

Bhai, I feel we should wait a few more days.

Ojas, I pay you to take orders,

not to give advice.

I am only saying this because it's still a hot topic.

This new task force is nothing like my old narcotics team.

They shoot not to scare;

they shoot to kill.

Good.

My respect for them has increased.

But I still cannot shut down the business.

Do you know why?

Because, at worst, your task force will shoot me.

But these Afghans whose stuff I sell

will cut off my balls and shove them down my throat.

In fact, even down my children's and grandchildren's throats.

I just lost 1,000 kilos of their cocaine.

We will have to sell this new stock and make up the deficit.

So, I cannot shut down the business.

Okay, bhai.

Why are we even here, Danny?

It's raining so much.

If you want to live in Mumbai,

you got to enjoy the rain.

And yes, I also wanted to show you

how it feels when someone throws a bucket of water on you.

-Let's get this umbrella out of the way. -No, Danny, don't you dare.

If you hadn't forgiven me the other day,

I would have waited outside your flat all day.

When Humera threw water at you you woke up in shock,

screaming, "Sorry, Grandma."

Really?

Yes.

I am not surprised.

She is the most important woman in my life.

You are lucky.

That I am.

If it wasn't for Grandma,

I would be in an orphanage.

I was.

Orphanage?

After my mom and dad passed away in an accident,

my sister and I grew up in different orphanages.

I'm so sorry, Angie.

It's okay, Danny.

It could have been worse.

Angie, you are the world's most positive person.

Also a little weird.

Want to know what I do on Sundays?

I peep into people's homes.

From a distance.

What do you mean?

First, I select an area and then pick a home.

Then I imagine how a perfect home would be.

And you know Humera hates it.

But I still drag her along.

Wouldn't you call that weird?

Whatever you do and say is never weird, Angie.

It's always beautiful and deep.

Now let me enjoy the rain.

Okay.

So, what have you decided, sir?

Do you know why I never step outside this house, Hayati...

why I created an entire world here...

why I keep my distance from people?

Due to agoraphobia, sir.

That's a myth that I've created.

Sit.

But, sir, I've known you for five years.

So, are you not suffering from agoraphobia?

There isn't a single street or lane in this city

where I haven't been on foot.

But now...

everywhere I look there's stench and decay.

And this has become our world.

I decided that I am better off in here.

My virtual world keeps me away from the garbage

and also makes me happy.

If I can't change the world with my money,

then there is no point in having money.

My crusade starts here.

City of Dreams.

And, for that, I am willing to pay any price.

Sir, I thought you were a greedy capitalist.

Ouch.

Good to know nobility is still not dead.

Let's not get carried away.

I still want to make money.

Right.

Go ahead.

Run the story.

Sir, are we ready for the consequences?

Let's go on full lockdown mode.

Double up security.

MetaCore and its people should get full protection from Gaikwad and his goons.

Okay?

Right.

May I say something?

Sure.

Sir, in the last 50 years, we have not had an honest politician

like Poornima Gaikwad.

She really wants to do good for the common man.

If we run this story,

her reputation will be completely damaged.

I agree.

But, unfortunately, in order to destroy Gaikwad,

we must drag Poornima into this.

Poornima, let's call it a day.

No, kaka.

I have to catch up for three months.

Ma'am.

Where are the files on the district water quotas?

I'll get them right away.

Brothers and sisters,

I am speechless today.

So, instead of speaking,

I will show you the truth instead.

TIT, bring up the footage.

Poornima.

What you see here is debauchery.

And the wrong kind.

This is the first time in the history of this great state's politics

that such acts of utter shame have been committed by

the Madam Chief Minister herself.

We were told Poornima Gaikwad is in Goa,

grieving her son's death.

I would like to ask you...

does this look like a grieving mother to you?

What is more disgusting than these photos

is the lie that Ameya Rao Gaikwad told us

to hide his daughter's debauchery.

See, there is only one way to end this filth.

Poornima Rao Gaikwad should apologise to the citizens of Maharashtra

and immediately tender her resignation.

It's every Marathi citizen's duty

to throw these Gaikwads out!

Is this what the people of Maharashtra voted for?

Months ago, when her brother Ashish died,

we should have guessed--

Is Commissioner Roy, who is heading the Mumbai DTF team,

in cahoots with the Gaikwads?

Fuck!

Incoming call from Mr. Gaikwad.

Amal, block all calls.

Take a look at the drunk elected Chief Minister of Maharashtra,

Poornima Gaikwad.

Is this what the citizens of Maharashtra voted for?

A question that arises now...

Is Commissioner Roy, who is heading the Mumbai...

-Jagya-- -Saaheb, I was about to call you.

What is going on?

How did Vibha get hold of Poornima's photographs?

Let me find out.

Let me call Wasim.

Leave it. I will call him.

Call every branch head to the party office.

I didn't want to do this, but it's time to remind Mumbai

what happens when you mess with the lion.

I am reaching in 30 minutes.

I will call everyone right away.

Wasim, I know Vibha is behind this.

Find out who helped her.

I will, Saaheb.

And call me as soon as you find out.

Yes.

Motherfucker.

Why did you do it?

I said I will get you a deal.

You said you were going to try, Wasim.

But that doesn't mean a thing.

This was my backup plan.

I never thought you would shoot me in the back.

Come on, Wasim,

don't forget that we were experts at shooting from behind.

The kings of fake encounters.

Fuck, after a point in time,

we didn't know who we were working for.

We were just fucking pulling the trigger.

And you should know, friend,

old habits die hard.

Speak for yourself!

I always knew what I was doing and for whom.

You still have that god complex, Wasim,

when actually you are an asshole.

Such a bastard you turned out to be, Pathan.

It's all about time, Wasim.

My friends control the centre now.

I couldn't say no.

And anyway, I don't want to be at the mercy of

that motherfucking Gaikwad of yours.

No one hates our community

as much as he does.

Gaikwad is not my boss.

His daughter is.

After the photos are leaked, she won't be the boss anymore, Wasim.

Listen, Pathan.

Whenever you return to India,

Wasim Khan will be waiting for you.

Goodbye, buddy.

It is being speculated

that Poornima Gaikwad will resign tonight.

And her father Ameya Rao

will once again step in as the interim CM of Maharashtra.

Well, in politics,

character is everything.

Especially for a woman politician.

And since the photos leaked,

that's the very thing Poornima Gaikwad has lost.

Over.

Poornima Gaikwad's political career is over.

Forget being the CM,

I don't think she can even become her building's secretary now.

After Poornima Gaikwad's sensational pictures were leaked,

Mumbai city is on high alert.

Everyone fears that the MJS party workers

can resort to violence any minute.

Jagya!

Jagya.

Where is everyone?

-I told you I want everyone-- -Baba.

I sent everyone home, Baba.

Lakshmi.

This shouldn't have happened.

I don't know who gave those photos to Vibha.

But whoever that was, I will teach them a lesson.

I--

Gurav kaka.

Can you give us two minutes, please?

I want to speak with Baba in private.

Sure, beta.

Don't do it, Baba.

You will gain nothing from it.

From the time I decided to change,

all my enemies have been testing my patience.

But no more.

I don't care about my image, I don't care about changing.

This is why I sent all the party workers home.

I knew you would do something like this.

Lakshmi, I had warned that Adarsh

to stay away from my daughter. He--

Baba.

Can we discuss this calmly?

-Lakshmi. -Come.

Are you feeling calm now?

What does Vibha want by leaking these pictures?

She wants to use you to destroy me.

Correct.

And by ordering your party workers to resort to violence,

you are playing straight into her hands.

Lakshmi, some borders

can never be allowed to be crossed.

If I do nothing now, it would mean--

It would mean Ameya Rao Gaikwad has changed.

He has not become weak.

He has changed for good.

And as for the photos from Bangkok,

this time they attacked me.

Let me handle it.

Baba, there is a reason for everything.

And who told you that?

I have always believed in it.

That's why I didn't commit suicide after Amit died.

Lakshmi,

I was blind

to never see your talents.

What are you made of?

Well, better late than never.

So, tell me,

how will you put out this fire that Vibha has lit?

I won't tell you.

-What? -I said I will handle it.

What do I do until then?

Play badminton with Gurav kaka.

Anything, Hayati?

Not a single attack on any of our properties all over India.

Damn it.

This scares me even more.

-Ojas. -Sir.

You were giving me details of the interrogation, right?

Yes, sir.

It was as we expected, sir.

These kids only know those

who are sitting a step above them at the distribution level.

It's a simple system and also safe.

The delivery company sends the drugs

to the kids through Doorstep Delivery riders.

Later these kids sell the drugs to the customers, collect cash

and the same riders later pick up the cash.

No phone calls between them.

How the fuck are they recruited?

Social media, sir.

These people look at these kids' pictures

and deduce that they need money and a good lifestyle.

They approach them on social media.

-Fuck... -And once the delivery begins,

only the riders contact these kids.

So, we only know about the Doorstep Delivery kids.

Correct, sir.

There is a fucking cartel operational in the city,

and we know nothing.

Sir, we are checking every CCTV footage.

I promise you, sir.

We will identify a couple of them in 24 hours.

Okay.

Don't worry. Only Grandma is at home.

Everything is going to be great.

Please come in now.

Come in.

Where is Grandma? Grandma!

She usually watches TV. Grandma--

Surprise!

Grandma, I said only you!

Sorry, sweetheart.

I was just too excited.

Sorry.

It's okay.

Angie, this is Grandma.

Grandma, this is Angie.

-Hi, Angie. -Hi, Grandma.

So nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too, Grandma.

Everyone, this is Angie.

-Hi. -Hi.

Angie, that's Melinda aunty.

She makes the best bebinca in the world.

Uncle Cicero.

They are my cousins.

Lenin and Lionel.

They are our neighbours.

Johnny uncle and Lucy aunty.

And that's their daughter, Jabel.

Okay, come on, everybody. First food, then we will talk.

Come on, let's go.

The food is really good.

Cece, are you feeling embarrassed?

I'll be back, guys.

Grandma, it's so good.

Try it with poi, not rice.

Now eat.

That chicken vindaloo is also amazing.

She is the world's best cook.

Isn't she?

She is.

Grandma's little suck-up.

When Danny was a little boy, he was so naughty.

He would run around the entire house without his shorts.

We used to call him Little Bell!

Grandma, why that story?

As a kid, he would always say,

"Grandma, I will pluck the moon from the sky for you."

I thought he means he will do everything for me.

Which he did.

He paid for my entire cancer treatment.

That's so sweet.

But you know what?

Now I know who the real moon is.

It's you.

You are so beautiful, baby.

Thank you, Grandma.

Obrigada.

Danny, she speaks Portuguese!

I know. I taught her.

Really?

When?

I speak to her in Portuguese.

You think so, Grandma?

-You are lying? -No, I am not--

Of course, you are!

She is going to become Portuguese eventually.

-You know what, Angie? -Yeah?

The Mumbai rains and girls are the same.

Meaning?

Completely unpredictable.

Don't be a sexist, Danny.

-So says a friend of mine. -Stop it.

That's too much.

I had a great time.

Same here.

Angie...

I don't want this night to ever end.

Me neither.

Okay, Danny.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Danny.

Brothers and sisters,

after exposing CM Poornima Gaikwad's lie

on our show, The Truth with Kas,

we waited for a reply.

But, as we expected,

there was no reply.

Meanwhile, our channel ran an online poll.

TIT, pull up the poll results.

Look at this.

92 percent.

92% of citizens of this city say

that Poornima Gaikwad should give her resignation.

92 percent.

Excuse me, Kas.

-Kas-- -Brothers and sisters...

Hey, don't disturb me!

What is it?

I've said this many times before,

when I am speaking to my audience, who like to hear the truth from me,

I don't want any disturbance!

What don't you understand?

Good evening to the citizens of Maharashtra.