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'Singh Saab.'

'Singh Saab the great.'

'That's how people know him these days.'

'Where do I begin?'

'From his childhood.'

'Where, like every other kid...'

'...was thought that, honesty is the biggest strength.'

'Or the jail?'

'Or Bhadori.'

'Or from Chironji, a small village in eastern UP...'

'...where, Singh Saab started his life...'

'...in the right way.'

The movement begins now.

Jatta Singh's here, but where's the press?

Forget the press, here comes righteousness.

Jatta. Better say your prayers.

Singh Saab the Great's here.

Who says the sky can't be pierced?

Who says the sky can't be pierced?

Try hurling a stone with all your might.

Badri.

Distribute the fliers.

Jatta Singh. My men are worried...

...that the press isn't here yet.

I admit that the press is important...

...but, what's more important is honesty.

Even storms change their course.

Just try lighting a lamp of righteousness.

Stop this charade.

Otherwise I will bash your teeth in.

What do you want?

Only betterment.

Big people start big movements...

...in big cities.

And, we've some obligations...

...towards the country too.

So, Singh Saab, has started...

...a small movement in Chironji village.

People's Beat!

I think he didn't get it.

Let me explain.

Well, all the small shopkeepers in this market...

...have formed a committee.

People's Beat!

We'll encourage such committees...

...in every village, every city...

In fact, in every lane and neighborhood.

And the people will keep an eye out...

...for anything wrong.

That's all, cleanliness drive.

Just like these shopkeepers...

...have piled up all the adulterated goods...

...from their shop here.

Similarly, you can get...

...the adulterated wheat, rice, kerosene, etcetera...

And pile them up here.

And then, together we'll light them up.

What do you think this is?

But first, who are you?

Collector? Politician or a goon?

'Mango People.'

'Aam Aadmi' (Common Man).

You do know, mangoes taste a bit sweet and sour.

And 'Peepal'(Banyan). They're always infested by ghosts.

The common man is also infested by ghosts.

Don't try to provoke them.

Or you will have to pay.

Banke!

Jatta Singh.

Today is 'Non-Violence Day'.

2nd October. 'Gandhi Jayanti'.

So ...it's better we don't resort to violence today.

Please lay down your weapons.

And then, let's go unlock your storerooms.

Get lost.

Take it.

Stupid.

Hey man. Take this lad away.

Otherwise, I will peel the skin off his body.

Get that.

Idiot.

Hey!

Few kids from the neighboring village...

...died due to drinking Urea Milk.

You're the biggest supplier...

...of Urea Milk in this area.

He's...lying.

He's misleading you.

Beat him!

Guru Gobind Singh has said.

Request the sinners first.

Try to explain.

But if they still don't understand...

...then, pick up the sword...

But my arms...are all I need for dealing with you.

I'm a rural man...

...who's studied in a rural school.

And these...are my countrified arms.

When I whack someone...

...he soars out of the stadium like a ball.

So, who else wants to a taste of this?

Come on.

Hail of Singh saab!

There's a bit of Gandhiji, a bit of Patel...

...and a bit of Bhagat Singh in me.

What a friend?

Murli, tell me one thing.

Bro's arms weighed 2 kilos.

When did it turn 3 ?

What era are you living in?

What's the population if India? - 1.25 billion.

That's how much his arms weigh now.

"He's the son Gobind Singh..."

"The world calls him brave-heart."

"They are never scared..."

"Blessed with the special grace of Lord."

"They dedicate their life for their honour."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"My beloved's so handsome."

"My beloved's so handsome."

"I surrender my life to you."

"I surrender my life to you."

"My life asked me to ask you from God."

"My beloved's so handsome."

"My beloved's so handsome."

It's installed.

You're too proud of your pretty face.

That's why you don't like me, right?

What are you doing?

That was water.

What if it was acid?

Would you want to see?

What would've happened to you?

Field clear.

Do you love her?

Win her heart. With love.

"Singh Saab The Great."

"Singh Saab The Great."

"Singh Saab The Great."

Take it.

Brother. The computer's flooded...

...with invitations from NGOs.

See. Samoha. Roya.

Sangabad. Sitapur.

And...

Bhadori!

Weren't you waiting for this invitation?

We were doing a story...

...on the inmates of Naini jail.

That's where I saw you.

With Jailor Mohammad Iqbal.

'Excuse me.'

'One interview. - No.'

'Sir, we've been waiting for a long time.'

'Sorry. Sorry, Sikha. Sorry.'

'Pandey. Take the Mr. Collector to my Cabin.'

'I'll be there soon.'

'Collector?'

'You mean Saranjeet Talwar...'

'...who took a bribe of 10cr.'

It's surprising.

For the masses, you're still in jail.

But, you already came out in 7 years.

Weren't you sentenced to 16 years of imprisonment?

Are you misusing your legal authorities again?

Who let them in?

Get out. Come on... - We're from the Press.

Shikha Chaturvedi, Tez, Aaj Tak.

We want to ask him a few questions.

Go ahead ask.

Five of your accomplices...

...were also sentenced to life-imprisonment...

...due to your selfish-actions, I hope you remember.

You managed to get out using your wits.

But, did you ever think about them?

But, what do you care?

There's just one thing you care about...

...and that's bribe.

Have you finished?

Not yet.

New look. New name.

Singh Saab.

This charade of social service.

You're really are crime-reporter.

You're thoroughbred to see...

...that the glass is always half empty.

Negative.

So that the TRP of your channel keeps soaring.

7 years ago, you journalists...

...branded an unfair decision of the law.

And tainted me and my accomplices...

...by continuously showing it on your channel.

I always keep thinking...

...about how put an end to their sufferings.

But you...Did you ever think...

...what their family might be going through?

No!

Because you're only concerned about your TRP.

And you're here today because...

...you think you've breaking news.

You're a journalist.

Show some responsibility.

Forget about breaking news...

...and show the truth.

But truth doesn't get TRPs.

Truth is the biggest TRP Mr. Saranjeet Talwar sir.

But there should some truth.

"I fell in love. But I lost all my senses..."

"I know you can do anything for me."

"But I like to see your head held high with pride."

"Don't do it."

"Don't do it."

"Don't do it."

Transfer. Transfer. Transfer.

I'm fed of your transfers.

Either here or there.

I've to start packing as soon as I unpack.

What are you doing?

Don't I...look like Dharmendra's son?

Am I joking? - No.

Just Love.

Try to me serious sometimes.

Minnie, what do you want?

Should I start taking bribes...

...so that I don't get transferred anymore.

You can do anything you want.

But I'm fed up of these transfers.

Okay.

She clawed me.

Uncle was right.

There's a big age difference.

Don't get married.

Don't get married.

Don't get married.

I see.

Then why didn't you get someone else.

Why not?

"Why not?"

Can you find such eyes?

Or these lips?

And these...long legs.

Mr. Sunny...you can't stay a moment...

...without Minnie.

"Uncle said..."

Sister-in-law.

Let me take picture.

Come on, brother. - She's always taking pictures.

Yes, one photo.

You look so cute.

Right. That's enough.

Weren't you supposed to get changed?

You're still wearing his shirt.

Look, sister-in-law.

Don't taunt me over my brother's shirt.

You know.

Every time I wear his shirt, I look like a Collector.

Two Collectors!

Yes. You try it too.

Isn't one enough?

We've arrived at the station.

Come on, get changed.

Bhadori is your in-law's home.

Ashwini will come to the station to welcome you.

Sister-in-law. They aren't coming.

I've invited them at the party.

Oh Sunder and munder

Who will Think about you

He is Dulla Bhatti

Dulla's daughter got married... He gave 1kg Sugar...hoyee

I'm throwing a grand party on your arrival.

And, what about alcohol?

Alcohol? - Whiskey.

Why spend so much?

What are you saying?

The entire city should know...

...that Gulvinder Gullu's childhood friend...

...is returning as the Collector.

Right, sister-in-law?

Collector?

I am your peon.

Peon. - That's how they are.

Peon?

Get the luggage?

"Your grace is amazing."

"I was floored by your innocence."

"God blessed me with one life."

"And...I surrendered that to you."

Here.

Who are you saying it to?

Me or this?

Let him drink, sister-in-law.

It's a royal taste.

"I don't know what inebriation is."

"I'm only crazy about my sweetheart."

"I don't know what inebriation is."

"I'm only crazy about my sweetheart."

"I've a small request."

"Old chums have met again."

"Let me drink."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow...From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"I'm a simple guy, with a simple life."

"I'm a simple guy, with a simple life."

"I wouldn't drink if it wasn't for the sentiment inside."

"Make me a peg."

"Make me a peg."

"Make me a peg from your eyes."

"No more drinking."

"No more drinking."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"I've written a sonnet in your praise."

"Wow. Let's hear it."

"The radiance of your beauty is amazing."

"It turns my dusks into dawns."

"I feel breathless..."

"...when you fling your tresses."

"Brother."

"Brother, you were just amazing."

"You made sister-in-law yearn for me."

"Here we go."

"I've written a sonnet in your praise."

"I've seen God in you."

"I've written a sonnet in your praise."

"I've seen God in you."

"Look into my eyes."

"You dwell in my heart."

"Say yes. Say yes."

"I've finally decided that..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"I don't know what inebriation is."

"I'm only crazy about my sweetheart."

"I've a small request."

"Old chums have met again."

"Let me drink."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

"From tomorrow... From tomorrow..."

"No more drinking from tomorrow."

Don't drink so much.

It damages the liver.

Will you do something for me, Minnie?

You pray to God, don't you?

So tell Him tomorrow...

In the next life...

"In the next life..."

In the next life...

Bless your Sunny...

With two livers.

What?

You...

I won't spare you.

Stop it.

"The moon asked me one day."

"Have you ever seen anyone like me?"

"I replied with a smile."

"Have you seen my sweetheart?"

"Have you seen my sweetheart?"

"Have you seen my sweetheart?"

"I heard a whisper..."

Sister-in-law.

Where are you? - Brother?

I am ruined.

My own friend, the Collector, ruined me.

What's wrong, brother Gullu?

Here. - You can't imagine what has happened.

Murli, tell sister-in-law everything.

See, sister-in-law.

He's been served a notice.

His career's been destroyed.

What's so funny?

See. He's written...

"Product not up to the mark."

"And evasion of excise duty.

But brother, isn't it true?

Speak up, isn't it all true?

You do.

Sister-in-law.

He can't sleep without doing it.

I've a cure for that.

I'll make buttermilk for you two.

Why you...

What are you doing?

I guess the CM won't help.

We'll have to approach the PM.

Guddi.

"My sweet sister's going to be a bride."

I found you such a handsome suitor, right?

Let's get to the point. - Yes.

Please help me out.

I swear, I take a pill every morning...

...for blood pressure.

Today I took two.

The third one's here.

Keep it back.

Save me from this tax and BP.

Call your brother. Please.

Brother Gullu, I cannot call brother right now.

The court's in session outside.

Is he a Collector or a Judge? - Collector.

But, once a week he meets the people.

He calls it 'Mass-hearing Day'.

And I've heard that he...

...never spares those who are involved in scams.

Why don't you tell him? - Yes, of course.

Brother Gullu, don't delay anymore.

It's my brother's court.

Justice is never denied.

Everyone receives fair trial.

I see. - Ashwini.

Hello. Ashwini.

Now, only Gabbar can save me...

...from Gabbar's wrath.

Gabbar Gupta, that retailer will save you.

I said Gabbar.

Don't you know Gabbar? - Who's Gabbar?

Don't you know Gabbar? - No.

Sambha? - Sambha, who?

Kaalia. - Kaalia who? Have you lost it?

'Sholay.' - Right.

I had it this morning with rice.

I'll give you a whack.

What happened? - The Collector's Gabbar.

And you're Sambha.

And I am Kaalia.

Then, don't just stand there.

I'll take you to Ramgarh.

"We'll never..."

Let's go.

Hey. Where?

Sir... - I'm right behind you.

Wait for me.

He's a... - Wait.

Next.

Rampal.

Rampal.

Who's Rampal? - Yes.

Hurry up. Dozing off.

Hello.

What's this? - Bribe?

Have you lost your mind?

Take it back. - Hold on.

Why?

Sir, I borrowed 40,000...

...for the Government bank to buy a buffalo.

I did get the money.

But the manager took 8000 rupees.

The senior officer swindled 6000.

And the junior officer snatched 3000.

I can't buy a buffalo with the remaining money.

So I thought, I'll be satisfied...

...if this can make you happy.

Because everyone says that...

...you have a share too.

I will endure everything until I've the courage.

Otherwise, I'll hang myself from the noose...

...just like the other farmers.

Goodbye. - Wait.

Tyagi. Take immediate action against the accused. - Sir.

Send a circular to every department.

If any government officer is caught taking a bribe...

...he should remember, this is Saranjeet's court.

Justice is never denied here.

Judgement is passed, on the spot.

Whether he's a kin or not.

Keep this.

You will receive your entire amount in 24 hours.

Come, Mr. Gulvinder Singh.

Come.

See, he's calling me.

Why did you stop me? - Go.

You're doing a wonderful job, sir.

A wonderful job.

I'm obliged.

Sir, you're doing wonderful job.

Where's his file?

Here.

Rs.27,32,151

That's the excise duty you've to pay.

Pay it soon.

I had a word with the excise officer.

He'll give you a rebate.

You'll get a rebate.

He's talking about rebate after ruining me.

You will really have to regret...

...if you don't pay on time.

No, no, no.

He'll pay up. He's got money in the bank.

It's not for squandering.

It was no joke earning it.

I worked hard day and night, understand.

I couldn't see my children grow up.

Suddenly I see them all grown up.

I turned dark working day and night.

Otherwise, I was really fair. Ask him.

He was always dark.

You remember my colour, but not my friendship.

Tyagi. - Sir.

If he doesn't pay up in 7 days...

...then issue an arrest warrant against him.

He'll get you arrested.

Arrest!

Thank you very much.

Can you arrest only those...

...who are helpless and pay their taxes.

Or, can you arrest them too?

The ruler of Bhadori, the influential, King Bhudev Singh.

The kingpin of crimes.

He runs all the illegal business'.

Land mafia. Sand mafia. Prostitution.

The head of the kidnapper's gang.

He also owns illegal breweries.

He doesn't pay a single penny tax.

There's no law, no arrest for him.

We're the only ones to get arrested.

Stop dancing. - He's saying something.

This is the court. - Sorry.

Bhudev has been served notice.

The orders to lockdown his factories have been given.

Daata sir's here. Open the gate.

You can't get admission without donation...

...in Daata sir's college.

Mr. Srivastav, you're a family man yourself.

You can understand.

How can they pay donation?

It's difficult for them to even pay their fee.

Won't they mint money...

...after they become doctors, engineers, officers?

If it's difficult for them...

...then let them sell their ancestral homes.

Few good students will benefit from it.

Bhawar Singh. What about the Collector?

Hasn't he arrived yet?

Take a look.

Maybe he's still basking in his wife's arms.

Minnie!

Where's my tie and coat?

Minnie. Where's my tie and coat?

When you knew, that Ashwini's parents...

...are coming over to fix the wedding date...

...then why did you have to call these goons over.

Why are you smiling?

Why don't you ever try to relax?

Listen to me. My pretty woman.

Why don't you understand?

I'm a government servant who works for 24/7.

Why do you forget, that...your husband's a Collector.

Collector?

Collector?

I am your peon.

Peon.

I know how much you love me.

You're working even on my birthday.

You're never there for our wedding anniversary.

And, you crossed all limits on this 'Karva Chauth'.

You kept saying...

...break your fast with my photo on Skype.

What a husband?

Oh, God! What do I do?

Love me.

Love.

I'll show you what love is.

Oh, God! It would've been so much better...

...if I hadn't gone to your office...

...with the water problems in my school.

And the tea would've never fallen on my clothes.

I wouldn't have gone in the washroom to clean it.

And, I wouldn't have hit you on the head...

...with the bathroom door while opening it...

And our eyes wouldn't have met, nor us...

That would've been better.

At least I wouldn't have been a Collector's wife.

Uncle was right.

There's a huge difference in the age.

Don't marry her.

Don't marry her.

Why do you keep mentioning your uncle al the time.

He passed away long ago.

Here's your tie and coat.

Sister-in-law.

Stand here.

One minute.

Let me take a picture.

Mine, too.

Yes.

Boss. Collector sir.

Hello.

Hello. - He's Daata Bhudev Singh.

His ancestors have ruled Bhadoria for ages.

You should know that...

...people think twice before saying anything to him.

He owns this city.

So, now the dogs will introduce their master.

No, Mr. Collector.

The master will show who the dog is.

Is the meat enough?

Or, should I throw some bones as well?

How much do you want?

Rs.32, 38, 13,000cr.

Pay this excise duty.

You have seven days.

I...pay excise!

I only take.

I am the law and the lawmaker here.

I am Bhudev.

The lord of ghosts.

Come on, withdraw the notice and release my factories.

Otherwise... - Otherwise what?

You've seen a calm Bhudev.

Not the angry one.

Here.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

When the time comes, you won't get a chance to fend.

You've the time and chance.

Either mend your ways or leave this city.

Choice is yours.

Leave this city?

This post of a Collector you're so arrogant about...

...is just 300 years old.

But we...have existed her for thousands of years...

...and, will continue doing so.

I'll show you.

A king's always a king and a servant's...

...always a servant.

And yes!

You're getting your sister married in this city, aren't you?

Do it! Do it! Do it!

Hey!

If you try to ruin my sister's happiness...

...you'll be missing a head.

Go tell the CM to get me transferred.

No!

No transfer.

Only cowards do that.

No transfer.

Like I said.

A king's always a king and a servant's...

...always a servant.

I'll keep you right here.

Under my shoe.

You'll suffer.

Wail like a baby...

...saying "Why didn't I listen to him".

Don't ever make that mistake, Bhudev.

If Collector Saranjeet Talwar stays here...

...then you'll be buried under the earth.

No, no, but...

...how can the wedding be possible so soon?

I mean... the wedding arrangements...

...clothes, jewelry.

We want to get her married in a grand way.

You're absolutely right.

But, there's no other date in the coming months.

No, no, but so soon...

Sister-in-law.

Clothiers, jewelers, musicians, lighting...

...will be standing at your door.

Yes, they'll be standing at your door, hands folded.

Guddi.

Why are you crying?

Your brother's there.

Just watch how grand your wedding's going to be.

Everyone will be amazed.

No, brother. I don't want to get married.

I want to stay with you.

I won't leave you.

I won't go.

I won't go.

Lallan's coming with the police force.

The Collector's sent another notice.

Hello, Boss.

Papa... - My child.

Where are you going?

Bye, Papa. I'm going to school. - Bye.

Hold on, dear.

What happened, papa?

What's this?

Go on.

Be careful.

Bye, papa.

Boss. The Collector has revoked...

...all our weapons license.

He's sent the SP to collect all the weapons.

Daata sir. I am sorry.

We can't do anything.

Look...we're helpless.

Rascal. You dare hit a police officer.

What have you done, Daata sir?

You shot an officer.

Slapped the SP.

If the media finds out about this...

...and, if the SP's wife resorts to hunger-strike...

...do you know how grave the situation will get?

We'll have to arrest you.

Shut up, CM.

I know all your secrets.

If I reveal them...

...you'll lose your post and your power.

And the people won't spare you either.

I have 27 MLAs and 5 MPs.

I'll still be in power.

Daata sir.

We've an old relation.

I was only trying to explain you the situation.

Don't worry.

The DG's sitting here.

I'll handle everything.

I know...that Collector's has bothered you a lot.

I'll get him transferred.

No!

No transfer.

No transfer.

I'll maul him under my shoe.

Don't be so stubborn, Daata sir.

I am not a politician to change sides with time.

I am a king.

I am stubborn.

You just mislead the government.

I'll do whatever needs to be done.

What else can I do when...

...the people don't vote for me.

I've to take orders from such goons.

Let the public pay for it.

Getting your son married to the Collector's sister are you?

I'll riddle your head with bullets.

When is the marriage?

Daata sir.

We'll call off the wedding, sir.

Why will you do that?

Great. You excused the Collector?

He's a good man. - Shut up!

If your father hadn't raised me...

...then, I would've tied you with the buffaloes.

And why not.

You're forming an allegiance with the Collector.

Now, no one can harm you.

He'll be heavily guarded.

Police. Military. Metal detectors. Everything.

Bullets, daggers, nothing can harm him.

You're an important man now.

This is why I called you?

Lallan.

Yes.

Isn't there a ritual of feeding sweets...

...to the bride and groom.

Mix this with the sweets...

...and feed it to the Collector's sister.

If you don't, and tell this to the Collector...

...or anyone else?

Then I will feed this...

...to your daughter, son-in-law and grandson.

Daata sir. What's in this?

Poison.

"Look...Look...Look... your beautiful looks."

"Look look look...your dress hook"

Whats in your heart...Should i Tell

Hey Beautiful just wait wait wait

"When the henna's adorned."

"Sister-in-law singing the song, everybody join the floor."

"When the henna's adorned."

"When the brides' all adorned."

"The nights become restless."

"When the henna's adorned."

"When the brides' all adorned."

"The nights become restless."

"Your image dwells in the eyes."

"I can see nothing else."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"The stud on the earring glitters bright."

"Steal his eyes with your look."

"The stud on the earring glitters bright."

"Steal his eyes with your look."

"The bangles clinker."

"My heart's bonded with yours."

"Come on everyone...sing and dance."

"The beat's rocking...dance a jig."

"Set the dance floor on fire."

"Make the DJ play this song again."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"My beloved with those mesmerizing eyes."

"My beloved with those mesmerizing eyes."

"I want to elope with you."

"I'm floored by you."

"I'm completely out of mind."

"When the eyes meet."

"It creates uproar."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"The nights become restless."

"When the henna's adorned."

"When the brides' all adorned."

"The nights become restless."

Are you going to feed your daughter-in-law too?

Come on, feed me.

No one's offering me.

Where is it?

Where did you keep it? - I kept the box right here.

No one will eat.

Put down your plates.

No one will eat, please.

No one will eat.

Sir, call for you.

Bhudev.

Where are you?

I will kill you.

You will, but I already have.

And the blow's so severe.

You're going to suffer.

Rascal.

I wanted to add poison in your life.

My man's already done the job.

Take a look around.

Hi, Minnie. - Hi.

Congratulations. - Thanks.

How are you? - Fine!

Nice preparations!

Thank you very much.

Where's Saranjeet? - There...

"My love, when I fell in love..."

"I've forgotten the world."

Be careful.

Sister-in-law.

Why the electricity is off?

Seems like the transformer's shorted.

Ask them to start the generator.

How can you start the generator?

Here. Daata's on-line. Talk to him.

What kind of an administration are you running?

No electricity in hospitals.

You always interfere in other's problems.

First solve your own problems.

Why are you talking on the phone?

Show yourself.

Stop threatening me.

Come and kill me.

I am in Delhi, come kill me.

But your wife will be dead by then.

Wrong decision.

Like I said...I'll make you suffer, I'll make you cry.

I'll maul you under my feet.

Do as I say now.

Bhawar Singh. Get us out of this lift.

How's my wife? - Sir. We've flushed out...

...the poison as much as we could.

Shifted the patient to ICU.

But a large part of her intestine...

...has been scorched due to corrosive poisoning.

Once conscious, the patient...

...will experience unbearable pain.

To save her we need to perform immediate surgery.

Then get the surgery done.

Sir, this is highly specialized surgery.

Only Surgeon Anand can do it. - Then call Dr. Anand.

Sir, we're trying to contact him...

...but, we're not getting him on the line.

Get Dr. Anand?

But...

His son's been kidnapped, Mr. Collector.

Where's Dr. Anand?

Collector sir.

There's no point in strangling him.

Dr. Anand's will perform the operation.

Where's Dr. Anand?

Dr. Anand will first save his son...

...and then perform the surgery on sister-in-law.

Let go off my neck.

So...are you having fun yet?

Rascal. I won't spare you.

If anything happens to my sister-in-law...

...I will skin you alive.

Ashwini, take her away.

Let's go.

I will kill him.

Sister-in-law is struggling.

Regretting now, aren't you?

Why did you listen to me before?

What do you want?

Goodbye.

Now you get it.

Sultan. - Yes, sir.

Give him a tight slap on his cheeks.

If I don't carry out the master's orders...

What are you waiting for? Slap me.

Slap me now!

Simar...Wait. - Let me go.

Daata sir. Did you hear that?

There's one score yet to be settled.

I've to severe his arms.

Lawyer. Severe his arms.

Here you go, Mr. Collector.

The release orders for the factories.

And this is an apology note.

Sigh here.

You must be wondering...

...whether to save your honesty or your wife.

What goods your honesty.

Your wife won't come back to life.

You can earn your respect back sooner or later.

Save your wife first.

'You must be wondering...'

'...whether to save your honesty or your wife.'

'What goods your honesty.'

'Your wife won't come back to life.'

'You can earn your respect back sooner or later.'

'Save your wife first.'

'I promise to protect my wife...'

'...under every circumstances.'

'I accept her with this promise.'

'I promise to protect my wife...'

'...under every circumstances.'

"Your beautiful face..."

"...the day I saw you."

"I became your fan."

"I forgot the world."

Dr. Anand.

Where is she? - In the ICU.

Come, doctor. - Let's go.

Brother.

Excuse me, sir.

Sir.

Dr. Anand's calling you.

Sorry.

I could've saved her if I had arrived a little earlier.

"Don't leave me, my sweetheart."

"I beg you."

"How am I going to live without you?".

"The very thought scares me to death."

"I can find God, if I want."

"But will I ever find you again."

"I'll make you sit before me."

"And express my feelings."

The nurse from the hospital's here.

Sister-in-law left a note for you.

Here.

Actually, sir.

I couldn't muster the courage...

...to tell you anything for the fear of losing my job.

But suddenly, while cleaning up...

...I found this letter, and I couldn't stop myself.

Back in the hospital, when Bhudev's men...

...came to meet you, your wife saw everything.

Sultan. - Yes, sir.

Give him a tight slap on his cheeks.

I must carry out the master's orders.

She was in pain.

Relax!

I left her alone and dashed to get the injection.

That was my only mistake.

Slap me.

She couldn't see you getting humiliated.

And maybe, she took this decision in a impulse.

'I know you can do anything for me.'

'But I can't see you getting humiliated because of me.'

"I'd rather die."

"I will be alive even after I die."

"But if you lose your respect..."

"No."

'Because I like to see your head held high with pride.'

'Don't do it.'

'Don't do it.'

'Don't do it.'

"My sweetheart..."

"Is my God."

Hail

Why is he charging in like a madman?

The CM's coming.

So, he's here to lick his boots.

Hail

Hail

Bhudev!

Bhudev!

Bhudev! - Move. Move.

Collector. Stop this nonsense.

You're making a scene...

...because Bhudev didn't pay you the bribe of 10cr.

The political and Mafia nexus...

...charged me with several accusations.

I was sentenced to 16 years of jail.

There was just one ray of hope in my life.

Guddi.

I sent her far away.

I didn't want Bhudev to take advantage of my any weakness.

There was just one motive of my life.

Revenge!

Revenge!

Revenge!

Each day...my rage would grow.

My anger would evoke.

And the jails would grow shorter.

And one day...

That rascal Gullu.

Remember, one day he brought...

...cockroaches in his lunch-box in school.

Remember, how Mrs. Breganza yelled.

One of those cockroaches got into her clothes.

And that...college high-jumping.

Scaling the high-walls.

Pappu's country bar.

First time you tasted this...

...you guzzled the entire bottle.

You were drunk, just like now.

Yet, there was goodness in your eyes.

There's a lot of pain in the world.

But few who are willing to share it.

I still remember this.

Even during recession, you studied so hard...

...and surpassed everyone.

You became a Collector.

So that one day...

...you could be the one to share their pain.

What's wrong now?

You forgot the motive of your life. - Mr. Jailor.

You're a friend, so prove that you are.

Show me a way to get out of here.

What good is that?

You will kill Bhudev.

And then be hanged for it.

I've already been hanged.

But, I'll get salvation only after I kill him

And what about those five?

Your accomplices.

What about them?

They were sentenced to prison...

...because they shared your pain.

Will they be pardoned?

You're indebted to them.

And you've to repay it.

This is what sister-in-law wanted as well.

To see your head held high with pride.

I found her letter amongst your stuff.

Read it. Again.

'I know you can do anything for me.'

'But if you lose your respect...'

'No.'

'Because I like to see your head held high with pride.'

'One has to pay a big price to gain respect.'

You need to change, you need to forget.

Even if its revenge.

Not revenge, but change.

Change.

My friend Mohammad Iqbal kept his promise.

And recommended my name to the Governor.

The rest of my sentence was pardon...

...due to good conduct.

Now, I had to keep my promise.

I have to repay few debts.

That's why I didn't let my release be publicized.

I changed my garb.

With a new name and identity...

...started walking on the path of change.

Because I didn't want my only enmity to obstruct me.

I want to end the terror of all Bhudevs.

So that, while treading on the path...

...of change, when I go to the next world.

Where Miinnie's waiting for me, my head's...

...still held high with pride.

"It's too dark, the dawn should arise.'

"The ambience should change in any way possible."

Sir. On this path of change...

...on behalf of the media, we're with you.

Girl. I don't wish to exaggerate.

But, the world will soon see...

...what this Sikh's going to do.

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

Bhudev isn't here.

Remember the surgery he got done for his cheek.

He's gone to sweeterland for that again... - Sir.

It's Switzerland.

What?

I do everything by the book.

I only sell 30 trucks of sand every day...

...which is the limit. - Sir, total 3489...

Why you...

Sir, doing my job sir.

"Why are you feeling coy?"

"There's something that you're hiding."

Wonderful.

Govardhan.

Hello. - Hello.

Having a meeting?

It's just...

Tea and snacks! - Yes.

Have some...

Why didn't you go to the station?

I already inquired.

The train's 3 hours delayed.

What delay? - Yes, 3 hours delayed.

I don't care how delayed, remain at the station.

Brother. Don't worry.

Just give me a free hand.

I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget.

You imbecile... - Don't abuse me publicly.

I know that Singh has a huge vote-bank.

'Jai Hind, sir.'

I am Bhawar singh.

'Welcome, sir.'

'Your secretary, Mr. Tyagi.'

Hello.

'Allow me.'

Thank you.

'Sir, everyone's waiting for you.'

'Minnie. Where's my mobile?'

'Why don't you remember?'

'Mobile? - Here you go.'

'Thank you.'

'Learn to look after your things.'

'You forgot your phone on the seat.'

'I don't have to worry when you're there.'

'What if I'm not there? - Where can you go?'

'Where can you go?'

You did us a big a favor...

...but accepting our invitation.

I just had to come here.

Sooner or later...

What?

He had to clean-up the place.

Clean? - Mr. Chopra.

Gowardhan?

Stop!

What is this?

Welcome, Singh sir.

We're delighted that you came to Bhadori.

And as far as this grand reception is concerned...

...it's on behalf of Gowardhan.

Come.

We've arranged your stay at a five-star hotel, Daata.

Daata?

It's been two months since you didn't pay up.

I suffered a loss of 300,000.

Stop him. Has he lost his mind?

Someone please explain him.

What Daata transport?

Hold on? - What?

He doesn't work for Daata transport.

What are you saying? - They're descent people.

And you're whacking him?

Sorry. - What sorry?

Go request Singh sir.

Quickly. - Yes.

Singh Sir.

You can't stay with these small people.

Come with me to Bhudev Singh's place.

Bhudev Singh's is a magnanimous person.

"Bhudev Singh's is a magnanimous person."

Yes.

Have you heard this saying?

The higher the weigh-scale, the lighter it gets.

And as far as small...

Small snowflakes.

Those small, minute ones.

Together, they form the Himalayas.

So don't ever consider anyone small.

Let's go, Mr. Tripathi.

Govardhan. - Yes.

Come here. - Yes.

Has Bhudev Singh sprinkled perfume...

...in the air to welcome us?

What?

He means perfume.

Don't you understand, Govardhan?

He's talking about the toilet...

...which is smelling so rotten.

It's the Railway's job to clean up.

Railway? - That's your problem.

You blame the government for everything.

You should do few things yourself.

This is Bhudev Singh's city.

Come on.

Give me the broom.

I'll do it. - Singh sir.

Singh sir... - I'll do it.

You're humiliating us.

I am there.

Here. Go clean up.

First time someone's doing the right job.

Play the music.

Stop this recording.

Play the music. Let's dance.

The People's Beat team have arrived.

And Singh Saab has already...

...begun his campaign of bringing a change.

Very nice.

We hope that Singh Saab will soon...

...eradicate corruption and terror from Bhadori.

With cameraman Deepak, this is Shika Chaturvedi.

Not a penny less than two million. Please leave.

Sir, I've withdrawn my entire PF.

I've taken a loan and borrowed money...

...from my friends to gather 1.2 million.

When it's beyond your stature...

...then why do you bother coming here?

Please leave.

But, sir. I always heard, that...

...one needs marks and not stature for admission.

Ms. Radhika.

Bhudev sir's got 17 colleges.

And I am the trustee.

And I know this better than anyone else.

I always explain the parents.

Rather than pressurizing the children to get 90%...

...if you had used that effort to amass money...

...it would've been best for everyone.

Anyway, that's okay.

Let's do something for you.

Mr. Dixit. Your daughter's really talented.

Beautiful too.

Father. I don't want admission.

Radhika.

You're a cheap man, Mr. Srivastav.

Srivastav! You cannot escape me today.

You took Rs.150,000 as donation...

...for the admission of my son in your school.

Rs.150,000. - Sir.

You're corrupt. You were born in filth.

You don't eat but gobble money.

Stop.

He's Ravindra Srivastav.

And the one who swindled your money is Surender Srivastav.

What are you doing?

Sir, he made a mistake.

You can hit me.

No, I will kill you.

Sorry... - What sorry.

Who are you two?

'Mango People.'

'Aam Aadmi' (Common Man).

You do know, mangoes taste a bit sweet and sour.

And 'Peepal'(Banyan).

They're always infested by ghosts.

The common man is also infested by ghosts.

Don't try to provoke them.

Give them admission without donation.

So, you are Singh Saab.

You're posing as a messiah.

You've been opening offices of People's beat in every city.

But you made a big mistake...

...rejecting Lallan's invitation.

Now, no one's getting any admission.

Get out. No admission...

Sir, no admission without permission...

I said no... How did this camera get in?

What's going on? - There will be cameras everywhere.

Everything will be transparent.

Transparency.

This is vandalism... - No.

This is trouble.

The goons are in trouble.

Do you know what that means?

Bad times.

I think he didn't understand.

Explain to him.

This program is sponsored by Mango Student.

Take a look.

And these students are here for their rights.

Although they have merits...

...they didn't get admission.

And Bhudev Singh was really sad for them.

Well, let's cure his pain today.

Well, Mr. Srivastav.

Will they get admission without donation now?

How much donation do we have to pay, sir?

You all clap very well.

You could've got this opportunity before...

...if all of you had approached the College committee...

...and tried explaining them.

And you could've clapped again...

...if they did not listen.

But, at that time...

...the faces of the Committee members...

...would've been between your palms.

And you could've clapped all you wanted.

You are students.

I want to tell you one thing.

The world isn't a bad place...

...because bad people are power.

In fact, it's because good people...

...don't unite together and use their strength.

Vivekanand has said.

"Rise. Awaken. Be strong."

"Because it's the goat's that always sacrificed..."

"...not the lion."

Be the lion.

Glory to. Singh Saab!

"He's full of love."

"Wishes well for everyone."

"Preaches love to everyone, kin or stranger."

"Spreads love, heeds to love."

"He's the ultimate."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"My beloved's so handsome."

"Let me shower my love.

"I should ask your tears from God"

"My beloved's so handsome."

"My beloved's so handsome."

"Let me shower my love.

"I should ask your tears from God"

'Singh Saab's pain was really severe.'

'I could feel it.'

'But he would forget all about his pain...'

'...and coolly handle the situations.'

'The wind of change was already flowing through Bhadori.'

'We were only waiting for Bhudev to arrive.'

Singh Saab, a huge momentum is building up.

There has been huge number of hits...

...on Bhudev Hate Pages on Facebook and Twitter.

That's okay, but what good is that?

Someone rightly said...

You can't take small steps to do something big.

One needs to step out of the lanes to get on the road.

Then let's arrange for a huge candle-light procession.

The feeling dies along with the flame.

That's what normally happens.

We should change our ways.

Then, what do we do?

How do we take revenge?

Yes, Singh Saab.

We'll have to change the rules.

To bring a change in this place...

...we'll have to change Bhudev Singh.

Rohan.

Hold the umbrella. Give me the camera.

Switch off the camera.

Wretch! Trying to show people the naked truth!

I'll show you how it feels to be naked.

Move.

Thank God you stopped your people.

If I had wielded this around...

...it would've started another war!

Singh Saab, I don't even need to make that effort.

My eyes are all I need.

When I wield them around...

...it makes the world spin around.

War or no war!

May God never vest anyone with so much power...

...that he ignores everyone else.

Bhudev Singh. Forget about your might.

Times have changed, so change yourself.

Those who bow are the ones who are alive.

Only the dead remain stiff.

You are right.

One has to bow to stay alive.

I always bow before the people.

Greetings! Greetings! Greetings!

And greetings to you too.

I've organized a party to welcome you.

Private.

Ex-Collector Saranjeet Talwar sir.

Aka Sunny.

Welcome. Welcome, Singh Saab.

You look in a good mood.

Are you going to make a scene here?

Now that you've recognized...

...ex-collector Saranjeet Talwar, aka Sunny...

...then...there's definitely going to be something.

"You've offered liquor to your enemy."

"Now watch how he breathes fire."

So...

Let's provoke that fire with fire.

Dance.

"What lime did you use?"

"Which catechu did you use?"

"What lime did you use?" "Which catechu did you use?"

"If I find the betel-leaf maker, I'll abuse him."

"I'll burn down his shop."

"That dreaded..."

"That dreaded..."

"That dreaded betel leaf, almost killed me."

"That dreaded betel leaf, almost killed me."

"I lost..."

"I lost...now move away."

"That dreaded betel leaf, almost killed me."

"With a kerchief tied around your neck."

"You'd come every day with those red lips."

"With a kerchief tied around your neck."

"Comes every day with those red lips."

"Doesn't understand..."

"Doesn't understand the condition of my heart."

"That dreaded betel leaf, almost killed me."

"What a chord you've struck."

"My heart's beating violently again."

"I want to burn down this sinful abode."

"Come on. Come on."

"Let me clear your doubts."

"Your wishes will never come true."

"I'm right, you're wrong."

"I'm right, you're wrong."

"What's this song?"

"Let's forget..."

"Let's forget, beloved don't be so tensed."

"That dreaded betel leaf, almost killed me."

"What lime did you use?" "Which catechu did you use?"

"If I find the betel-leaf maker, I'll abuse him."

"I'll burn down his shop."

"That dreaded..."

"That dreaded..."

"Eat that dreaded betel leaf, kill me too."

"Eat that dreaded betel leaf, kill me too."

Wonderful!

Wonderful!

How about a little cha...cha...

Chat!

How about it?

Come on.

Chat.

Let's reveal all the cards?

All cards will be revealed now.

Then do it.

Take your revenge.

If I really wanted revenge, Bhudev...

...then, you wouldn't be standing here.

So, how many bones did you break to find my truth?

Forget it.

Tell me what you want?

You're now a politician.

But, you lack the knowledge of a politician.

Politics is the university of crime.

Here, Might is right!

I know, just like diamond cuts diamond...

...similarly, you're here to teach a lesson to politicians.

Forget about enmity.

Now that you've gained such popularity...

...with your false shams, so let's together...

...take advantage of it.

In the coming elections, you promote my party.

You want me to be the brand ambassador...

...of your conniving party.

Just because you've a convoy following you...

...you think you're the king.

What's your stature?

You're a thief. A rascal.

Scoundrel.

A pimp.

A political pimp.

Done?

I've many more titles.

I'm a thief, a thug, scoundrel, cheat.

So, who isn't?

Minister. Leader. MP. MLA.

Officer. Clerk. They are all thieves.

They are all full of corruption.

And you blame me alone for it.

I am the sand-mafia. Yes, I am.

I buy and sell MLAs and MPs. Yes, I do.

I give protection to goons. Yes, I do.

So what?

I am the murderer of your wife. Yes, I am.

So what?

I am the law...and the lawmaker.

I've wealth and power.

One that commands money and power...

The society...

...and the law...

...dances to his tune.

Now take my advice.

Or else?

Rati.

Yes.

Play the CD we just made.

"What lime did you use? Which catechu did you use?"

"If I find the betel-leaf maker, I'll abuse him."

"I'll burn down his shop."

"That dreaded..."

"That dreaded..."

"Eat that dreaded betel leaf, kill me too."

"Eat that dreaded betel leaf, kill me too."

My name's Bhudev.

The Lord of ghosts.

If this CD plays on television...

...the people will maul you.

"Mango people?"

Right, Srivastav.

Fine. Play it.

I am not a politician hungry for votes.

Let my character be ruined in public.

But it's important for your character to get better.

Once you change, everyone will change.

Right.

We've already made all the connections.

Show him.

Bhudev Singh exposed.

Breaking news.

Singh Saab carried out a sting operation.

And through this, he exposed...

...Bhadori's influential Daata Bhudev Singh's evil deeds.

Let's watch an exclusive footage of this exposition.

I'm a thief, a thug, scoundrel, cheat.

So, who isn't?

Minister. Leader. MP. MLA.

Officer. Clerk. They are all thieves.

They are all full of corruption.

I am the murderer of your wife. Yes, I am.

So what?

I am the law...

What is this happening?

Let's go.

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

Down with Bhudev!

You just made a CD.

But I made an entire movie.

Come out.

Keep this.

"Everyone will spit on you eating that dreaded betel-leaf."

"That dreaded betel leaf..."

"That dreaded betel leaf..."

"That dreaded betel leaf..."

Run, or else...

Someone here to see you.

Forgive me, Daata sir.

But we're heavily under pressure.

Papa.

Dear. It's nothing.

It's nothing.

Tell her.

She saw everyone on television. - So what?

Politicians only get bail not jailed in this country.

Daata sir's right.

Don't worry, dear.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

Singh!

I can endure anything...

...but, not tears in my daughter's eyes.

Now it's going to rain.

Rain!

Of money. Power.

I'll make you suffer.

You will run out of life, but not tears.

And that was just one percent...

When you were begging for your wife... - Shut up!

Money and power couldn't save Ravan either.

You're no match.

I'll beat you to a pulp...

...and your power won't be able to save you.

And you will run out of wealth fixing your bones.

Get out!

I never saw Singh Saab so angry before.

The rage within him had vented out.

Revenge. The feeling he wanted to forget...

...was burning in his eyes like fire.

We were all scared.

That Bhudev's provocation...

...may make him lose this battle.

Because this battle had turned into a war.

Singh Saab spent days and nights...

...to gather evidence against Bhudev.

So that Bhudev doesn't get bail.

He forgot all about himself.

He didn't have time...

...to spend few moments with the memories of his wife.

Or to talk to his sister.

Maybe that's why other day...

Brother!

Where are you?

Come, Param.

Mrs. Simar. You?

I am Sikha. We talked over the phone.

So you are Sikha.

Where's my brother? - We'll have to do it?

Oh Sunder munder hoye

Who will think about you

He is dulla bhatti

Dulla's daughter got married

He gave 1kg sugar

He is dulla bhatti

Dulla's daughter got married

But her shawl is torn

Because of this our case will be more strong

She is wearing a red suit

But her shawl is torn

Guddi?

He is dulla bhatti

Dulla's daughter got married

But her shawl is torn

She is wearing a red suit

He gave 1kg sugar

The uncle made choori! The landlords looted it!

Guddi?

Brother!

Brother!

What are you doing here?

I told you.

I'll come meet you whenever needed.

What did I tell you?

Didn't I tell you, Simar?

Come on, take her back.

She...she doesn't understand.

Right. I don't understand.

I don't understand at all.

I couldn't understand...

...when you were in jail and sent me far away.

I didn't understand...

...when I sent you Rakhis through brother Gullu.

Seven years.

Seven years I couldn't tie you the Rakhi.

And I couldn't understand either...

...when you didn't come see me...

...after getting out of jail.

What kind of a war is this, brother?

It's changed our relationship.

What are you afraid of now?

Bhudev's behind bars now.

Brother. Listen to me.

I am not going anywhere.

I am staying right here. I'm staying with you, that's it.

Are you my uncle?

Where's your underwear?

Mom says you're Superman.

Guddi.

I won't.

Guddi.

Brother.

You know you're the only one I have in this world.

I don't want to lose you.

Brother.

I am your sister.

If anyone dares to harm me, I will kill him.

And, will you spare them?

This is hooliganism, Singh Sir.

Bhudev's goons have surrounded...

...the building from the back...

...and even the police can't control them.

Stop. Move.

Move. Move back.

I won't spare that Singh Saab.

Stay back.

Focus on Lallan. Yes, that way.

No violence!

No violence!

No one will resort to violence.

We're the residents of Gandhi's India.

You call yourself the residents of Gandhi's India.

You've already broken all the laws.

The court's ordered Bhudev's men...

...to stay 500 meters away from People's party Office.

Get out!

So come charge at us!

Handcuff us!

Listen to me.

I am speaking here.

I am not breaking any law.

I am only saving Singh Saab...

...from the ferociousness of Bhudev's supporters?

Sir, that's 'Fury' not ferociousness.

Don't humiliate me in front of the media.

Yes, fury.

I am saving you from their anger.

Otherwise they will burn you down to ashes.

He's was masquerading as Singh Saab...

...but, now he's been exposed.

He doesn't want 10 million anymore.

Now he wants 1 billion

Did you hear?

Have you seen Bhudev's medical report? - Take a look.

Show them.

He drugged Bhudev's drink...

...and tricked him into drinking this...

...and made him say all those things.

Yes. You see...

This is why I request you Singh Saab...

...please withdraw your case.

Otherwise...

Otherwise...

Otherwise I...

Will publicly commit self-molestation.

Sir, that's self-immolation.

Don't both of them burn you? - Yes.

I will commit self-immolation.

You are great.

And with me Govardhan will do it too.

And with us, Sultan too.

Commando. Trilok.

Him, him and him.

And him.

All of us will commit self-immolation.

Yes. Charge ahead.

Get the kerosene.

Wait. Wait.

Your kerosene must be adulterated as well.

You'll only suffer to death.

Murli.

Remember that can of petrol in the jeep? - Yes.

Go get it.

Get it.

Here you go.

He's brought it.

Here you go.

Stop. - What is he doing?

Stop. - Take it.

It'll reduce you to ashes.

Not a moment of pain.

No.

All I told you to do was...

...take a 1000 goons and beat that Singh to pulp...

...so that he runs out of life, not tears.

Boss, that's exactly what I tried to do.

But, the police arrived at the wrong time.

You see, I was playing a 'ismart' game...

That's 'Smart'. - Shut up!

Listen!

Now that the game has changed, do as I say.

That Singh poured petrol, lit a match...

...so lodge an FIR against him and put him behind bars.

I'll sick all the inmates on him.

No, you don't know.

He's really smart.

The entire police and media are on his side.

Watch the TV.

Breaking news.

Bhudev Sing's supporters...

...disregarded the court's orders and held a rally against Singh Saab.

They tried to burn him with petrol.

The fire and fury of the people have evoked together.

The police tried to avert this matter...

But the goons didn't listen.

In the end, the police and people together beat up the goons.

What are you saying you wretch?

Call her. - I already did.

She's a great journalist.

Quiet.

Hey girl.

Why are you airing the wrong report?

Mr. Bhudev Singh.

When you can manage the police and press...

...and air wrong reports to prove your lie...

...then, can't we air a fake report for an honest man?

Like you said.

Times have changed.

100 of the goldsmith, one of the ironsmith.

Control your anger, sir.

Use it when the time is right.

100 blows of the ironsmith, and one blow of Bhudev Singh.

There's a big movement today.

Everyone's gone there.

Yes, Ashwini's gone with brother.

Yes.

Wait.

Param.

"Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

"How I wonder what you are?"

Param!

You will die.

You will die.

My brother won't spare you.

Param. Param, come here.

You have tortured women and children.

Now we journalists...

...will have to pick-up the gun for justice.

Simar. Run away with the boy.

No smart moves.

But You... - No one will move.

Go on, Simar. I am coming.

Let's go Param.

Get in that room.

Everyone get in that room.

Get in.

If she's telling us, let's go. - Come on. Hurry up.

Get in.

Lock us in.

Shikha, call up brother.

Yes.

Oh my, God. I left my phone behind.

Police station.

What happened?

I think we've run out of diesel.

What? What now?

How will we tell brother we're here?

Mom. - Param.

God. My mobile...

Mom.

Simar, run. - Come on, Param.

Stop.

Brother!

Bhudev.

The children have to pay for their elder's mistakes.

That's the law.

Now you know, I am the law and the lawmaker.

Stop blabbering!

Where's my sister?

I am Bhudev.

The lord of ghosts.

Sultan. Show him!

Uncle.

Guddi.

Look at him get restless.

Bhudev!

No, no, no.

Isn't this what you wanted?

I've turned into a demon.

Daughter.

But listen carefully.

What happened with Minnie is the past.

If you harm my sister or her son...

...then I'll throw your daughter down.

No, no, no.

I'll set them free.

Let my daughter go.

Sultan. Let them go.

Brother.

Brother.

Brother.

Uncle!

Guddi!

Papa. Papa. - My child.

Leave.

Let me go. - You want to go.

Simar.

Fine, I'll send you...to your sister-in-law.

I am the one who poisoned her.

Brother.

Stop.

Brother! Brother!

Singh...Saab. You want to Great, don't you?

You're alive to gain respect.

Respect!

So that tomorrow, when he dies...

...he can show his wife his head held with pride.

Isn't that what you want?

I won't let that happen.

You dared to touch my daughter.

I will cut-off this head.

You will suffer to death.

Sikh.

You think you're the benefactors of the helpless.

Today I'll show you your stature.

Your turban.

Your turban.

You Sikh!

Isn't your turban your honor?

I'm going to maul it under my feet.

Why you...

Catch him.

Param.

Turban.

Sikh!

Sardars!

The one who diminished inequality.

Gurunanak Devji!

Sacrificed his family for righteousness.

Guru Gobind Singh!

Sikh.

Happily accepted death penalty.

Martyr Bhagat Singh.

Sikh.

When a Sikh has his prey in his clutches...

...his bone start to rattle.

Rattle!

Rattle! Rattle! Rattle! Rattle!

Papa!

Doctor.

This is wrong.

Wasn't it wrong when you kidnapped my son?

Wasn't it wrong when you stopped me...

...from operating on the Collector's wife.

I still regret that.

Do you know...my son...

...hasn't emerged from that trauma yet.

And you say this is wrong.

I won't conduct this operation.

She's in critical condition.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry. - Doctor.

Don't punish my daughter for my crimes.

Please, don't punish her.

That's the law.

That's what you said.

The children have to pay for their elders mistake.

Doctor.

I want to tell you a story. - Yes.

There was once a saint who climbed down the stairs...

...everyday to venerate the river Ganga.

He was often stung by a scorpion...

...and he would pick him up and keep him aside.

Someone asked him...

...the scorpion stings you everyday...

...but, why do you simply set it aside.

The saint said...

...a scorpion doesn't forget his duty...

...so as a saint, how can I forget mine.

I am no saint, doctor.

I request you.

Don't let her pay for her father's sins.

"Even if he's hurt, he'll still forgive."

"He'll forget his pain, and always do justice."

"He'll teach you revenge is unimportant."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

"Singh Saab the Great."

My Sardar is Handsome and colorful

My sardar is colorful

In your color, Let me Love You

Let Me love you

I should ask your tears from god

My Sardar is Handsome and colorful

'Every time we miss our sweetheart..."

...it scorches our heart.'

'Such love.'

'Singh Saab could have united with his wife...

...if he wanted to.'

But he wanted to live.

For the smile...

...on his wife's face.

Whenever he did a good deed.

Truly, it's the result of his goodness...

...that, a man like Bhudev...

...contributed a huge amount of his wealth to this change.

And me.

I joined Singh Saab's campaign forever.

Because, there's too much pain in this world.

And only a few who share it.