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Our country has not produced

a single marathon runner till today.

Budhia will fulfil this dream for India.

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Move! Move!

Everyone is here to celebrate...

This moment...

Hail, Lord Jagannath.

No other event in recent history

has created as much human drama, controversy, or entertainment

as Budhia's race.

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

What are you trying to prove by making such a small boy run?

Hail Lord Jagannath!

If he has a job, he can make some money

and only then will he be considered a great man. Understood?

What about his food?

I will manage that.

Meaning, he will eat well, right?

Don't worry.

-Take this. -Yes.

Take this... and this as well.

-Is that all right? -Brother.

No. That is too short. It's of no use.

No, no, no, no. It's too short!

Brother, my hair.

Take this. Go away.

Those who dare oppose us...

...will have their bones crushed!

Those who dare oppose us...

...will have their bones crushed!

We won't allow brick houses!

No brick homes for us!

Please listen carefully.

-Target this area. Right here. -Yes, sir.

You leave, get Buttu over here.

Look here, you will all get brick houses.

We don't want brick houses. Keep them to yourself!

Those who dare oppose us...

Sir, they won't agree in this way.

Take this.

Want this?

Take it.

Move back... move back!

Don't force a baton charge.

Have biscuits...

Budhia...

Here, take.

Take it.

Take it.

Buttu sir!

Buttu sir!

Buttu sir!

Please hear us out...

Be silent... Please be silent.

One minute.

One minute!

One minute!

-Let sir speak. -What's wrong?

They destroy our huts and you expect us to be quiet?

-Destroy your huts? Who said so? -I did.

-You did? -Yes.

And what do you know?

They are from the Railway Department.

Why would they tear down your homes?

If they do, they will be replaced with proper brick houses.

Biranchi, shut up! Don't fool us.

-And you know it all? -Yes.

What do you know?

Do you see a steamroller?

Where is the crane?

Will they tear down your homes with their bare hands?

If they are not here to tear down our homes,

then why are the police with them?

Because you guys are creating a ruckus.

Inciting other citizens.

And fighting with the police.

You expect the police to worship you!

Idiots!

Everybody move back.

Move back! Everybody move back!

-He will destroy our house. -Move back!

Some water, please.

-Hello. Yes. -Hello.

That's okay. Stop.

Your son has been selected to join the police force...

Got it?

Now, if you drink and cause trouble, he will put you behind bars.

You won't, right?

Now go.

Is your daughter all right?

-Hello. -Hello.

Good going, Rishi Kapoor.

Just a pant, shirt and goggles?

What do you say, Kargil?

Tomorrow, you start training at the Judo school.

And in your remaining time, you can run a paper route.

Will you come?

Come.

-Hello, Buttu sir. -Hello.

How are you?

All well?

There's no water to drink

and the roof is leaking water.

It needs fixing.

Where's your son, Budhia?

Where is he?

I am asking you something.

I am hungry.

-What? -I am hungry.

Do you want food?

Are you hungry?

Come here... I'll give you food.

Stupid kid...

He hit me! The stupid kid hit me!

-Hello. -Hello.

Does the bangle seller live here?

You motherfucker! Come down.

Kiss my ass! Lying to my mother.

Come up! Come up!

He stays nearby.

He said beside the temple.

-I'll look in this lane. -Go ahead.

How dare you hit me!

You hit me with the bottle!

Hey... stop!

You dare strike a child!

-What do you want? -Hey, what do you want?

I bought him for 850 bucks.

Eight hundred and fifty bucks, right?

You don't know me.

Keep the money. Leave him!

-And for my medicines? -Here!

Here you go, motherfucker.

Don't you dare go near the boy again!

I want some money for my medicine...

Take it... take it... take it.

-Got it. -Yes, you did.

His wounds are healing. But if he is hurt again, it might be grave.

I'll talk to his mother.

The doctor said he's fine. Take care of him.

Keep him with you.

What?

He will clean your house and do the dishes.

Do you know where the university is?

Start working there as a sweeper. I have spoken to them.

You wait here.

I'll keep visiting.

It's not right to keep such a small boy away from his mother.

He will eat just this much!

It's not about food. Where's the space?

We already have 22 kids in this small room.

Just last week you brought Kargil, and now...

Everybody say: "She sells seashells by the seashore."

She sells seashells by the seashore.

-Seashore. -Seashore.

Okay, this one. "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers."

Peter Piper picked a peck...

Chutki lost.

No, that's cheating!

Welcome.

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik! Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik! Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik! Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Do you all know where I am from?

I am from the Railway Department.

Everybody will get a brick house.

Yes!

For everyone!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik! Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

Long live J.D. Pattanaik! Long live J.D. Pattanaik!

-You should be a politician. -What?

No, sir, I am happy with my Judo School.

Still...

should you change your mind, let me know.

Sir...

-I'll get going. -Hail Lord Jagannath.

Put the mats down.

Come on, everybody.

Wake up, Debu.

Budhia wet his pants again.

Why are you laughing so much, Lullu?

Budhia wet his pants again.

You motherfucker!

Who abused?

Who was it?

Chutki...

who abused?

Budh-- It was Budhia.

-You did? -Buttu, wait.

If you do so again...

Sir, he wet in his pants again.

-Motherfucker! -Hey!

You did again? Don't you understand?

-I'll slap you! -He's just a kid.

Why are you staring at me?

Go, run the full round.

Run.

Let it be.

-Run. Come. -Let it be.

Come on, run!

Come on...

-Keep running. -Buttu...

Run!

Keep running 'til I ask you to stop.

Come, Gita.

Munna, he will not stop until I say so!

Why do you argue with him? You're a good kid.

-Greetings. -Hello.

-Get the accounts. -Yes.

Uncle, still fighting with your wife?

All I get to eat at home are her insults.

-The accounts for 15 days. -Okay.

-Buttu! -Yes?

Why haven't you got this place painted yet?

Looks like we are in the same boat.

-See you. -It's been over 15 days and you--

Stop shouting in front of them.

Take it easy.

Buttu sir, there's a dance competition.

They are looking for a rehearsal hall.

-Who? -These people.

Hello, sir.

-Every bit, Shahrukh Khan. -Oh, thank you.

Can they rent your Judo hall?

No, my students practice there.

Let them have it. We'll make some money.

No. Let's go.

Lulu, seems like his brakes have failed today.

-What's going on? -Sir, look...

He hasn't stopped running since you left.

He hasn't stopped.

-Is that so? -Budhia!

-Budhia, stop! -Come over here...

What happened?

Are you okay?

Let me check.

-Let me check. -Get water for him.

Does this hurt?

Are you all right?

Don't swear again, okay?

Don't laugh.

Does it hurt?

Wait, I need to check.

Is he all right?

Chutki, finish what's left.

How far did you run today?

What? I didn't understand anything!

Apple, almonds...

Lucky you.

He's been running, that's why. Come on, eat.

Budhia, here's your new mat.

Do whatever you want on it. I am fed up of your routine.

Catch! Jump higher...

-Make him wear it. -Sure.

Show me.

This swing will fall one day, right?

-So? -What?

Sir.

You didn't tie them?

Don't you know how to tie?

-Munna! -Yes, sir.

Take him to the junction and return via the compound.

-Okay. -And teach him how to tie laces.

Okay, go.

What's wrong?

New shoes for Budhia! What about the rest?

For them...

Sweets... for all of them.

Here's the money.

Hurry!

Here's 50.

-This will do. -That's 500!

We have 22 kids here, remember?

-Let's go, girls. -Thank you.

That was a costly affair.

What are you looking at?

Your grades have dropped, son.

Work harder.

I got 80 percent marks, 80!

And he is the one who gets new shoes!

Do you run?

Sir, won't you run with me?

-Who is being trained here? -I am.

Then?

Sir, fish!

I've found a kid

who runs very fast,

just like you.

I would like him to be in our school.

There's no space left!

You can sleep with Lullu.

And he will sleep on your mat.

I'd also like to gift him a bicycle.

Will I get a bicycle if I run fast?

You will.

Can I get a red one?

You will get a red one.

Run slower.

Not so fast.

Look ahead as you run. Then you'll get a red bicycle.

Okay?

Budhia, why are you laughing so much?

Because sir is giving me a red bicycle as a present.

Really? Sir promised one to Lullu too.

He hasn't gotten it yet.

He did the same with Chutki, Munni and even me.

Sir lied to make you run.

What happened? Budhia! Where are you going?

Hey! Where are you going?

Protein to such a young boy?

Are you a doctor?

Hey, be careful.

He won't be able to digest it.

Sir, Lullu says you lied about the bicycle to make me run.

That rascal.

Did he say that to you?

Is this what he said?

Can that fatso run like you?

-No. -Exactly! He's teasing you.

Understood? Now, drink this.

Gita...

Dumbass.

I can't do it. Not possible. There's no time.

-It just can't be done. -Sir, please.

This is an official function. I can't do it in this place.

A proud moment for all the soldiers present here.

Ladies and gentlemen, please be silent for a while.

We have a five-year-old child with us.

His name is Budhia Singh.

He wants to perform something special for you.

Please applaud and welcome him.

Look! He has completed the first round.

-Sir, water. -Keep running.

Later.

He'll be fine, sir.

...and he completes the seventh round.

Bravo! Bravo!

Budhia is a wonder boy.

We are doing all we can for him.

Sir, a question.

Why did you deny him water?

It's basic science.

The child is blessed with a gift.

If he drinks water while running, his body will get weak.

Are you tired? No, right?

I don't have so much money.

This is a private school. I am sorry.

Sir, can he be admitted through the sports quota?

No school has sports quota for such a small child.

Okay, Backward Caste quota?

Hello, may I speak to Mr. J.D. Pattanaik?

Biranchi Das, right?

Hello, sir.

-Hail, Lord Jagannath. -Hail, Lord Jagannath.

I am in the St. Stanislaus Public School.

Yes, sir, for Budhia.

Good morning, madam.

Now, Budhia will tell us what he has done since morning.

Tell us, Budhia.

I shat and I ran.

Your infant steps

Will not only cover the whole wide world

They will also make every problem

Every distance seems as tiny as your feet

Each step you take, each beat my heart makes

They all say the same thing

Just run, run, run

As if the road and you are one

With every beat of your feet

Just run and run

As if the road and you are one

My dearest son, you run

My beloved son, you run

My dearest son, you run

My beloved son, you run

My dearest son, you run

My beloved son, you run

This is Budhia's mother.

-Hey, position the microphone. -Get the camera right.

-Continue. -Continue working.

The media these days!

-Mr. Mishra. -Yes, Biswa.

Madam wants to speak to you.

...Child Welfare Ministry does not support all this.

Okay, madam.

But, what do we not support, madam?

A five-year-old is running on the streets!

Questions are being asked, and you are asking, "What, madam?"

Yes, madam.

-Sir, Mahashweta Malik from the... -Six.

...Child Welfare Ministry says

-that Budhia is a small child. -Seven.

What... Child Welfare?

-Eight. -Child Welfare Ministry, sir.

Oh. I see. Nine.

Excuse me, sir. You did not answer my question.

Biranchi Das is not just his coach.

He is his mother, father and everything.

Rubbish!

Madam, he's just an ordinary coach.

With a big mouth.

What does it matter to us? To hell with him.

Even his own father hasn't done a thing for him.

Budhia completed 25 kilometers like a professional athlete.

Let dreams venture

from those slumber eyes

Make wings

Power your will

Lock eyes with the sky

Use your feet to fly

Make diamonds of each drop of sweat

Don't stop at the destination

You need to run beyond it

You just run, run, run

As if the road and you are one

My dearest son, you run

My beloved son, you run

My dearest son, you run

My beloved son, you run

Sir, toilet.

Hold it, we are almost there.

What are you doing?

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh!

Right, madam?

Isn't it, Biswa?

Our Budhia is India's Olympic dream.

We are forming a trust in Budhia's name.

All the funds received

will be used for his Olympic training.

Go... Drive carefully. Go!

-How is she? -Biranchi, how can you be late today?

Hello! Hail, Lord Jagannath.

Look!

Budhia's audio cassettes just got released.

It was such a grand function!

J.D. Pattanaik lifted Budhia up onto his lap

and he promised to get us many sponsors and government funds.

There were so many people over there.

And they all said that I am doing amazing work. Hello?

Yes.

Yes.

No, I am in the hospital.

Don't worry. Give these to the doctor.

No, I was talking to my wife.

Yes, listen. The interview...

He's a natural runner...

Aunty is asking that how do you run so much without getting tired?

-Should I tell? -Sure.

She's asking what would you do if someone stops you from running?

-Should I say? -Go ahead.

-I'll strangle his neck... -Hey, hey.

-...like Munna does at the Judo School. -Leave me.

This is his first competitive race outside Orissa.

We are very happy...

that the whole country will get to see his talent.

The boy is a wonder.

So is the coach.

I will run from there.

What do you mean by "sorry"?

My son has been training since 5:00 a.m.

What will your sorry mean to him?

My son can run better than all of them.

No child under 12 years is allowed to participate in the race.

-Hey, listen... -Keep the phone!

Please try and explain to them.

What do I explain? I'm in a mess myself!

Smart-ass. You want me to explain? Listen, Biranchi Das.

My money is in this! My time is being wasted.

And if this boy runs, an investigation into child exploitation

will be dropped on me, you motherfucker.

-Hey! -How dare you?

Idiot!

He's not an ordinary kid. He is the Bison of Orissa!

I've seen many such Bison, you son of a bitch!

I could choke you to death right now.

-Really? -I'd kill you.

Take care of him. Take him to an asylum.

The decision taken at the Delhi Half Marathon

has snow-balled into a political controversy in Orissa.

Serious questions are being raised.

So why was the Orissa government silent on the issue until now?

Goodbye.

Our country has not produced

a single marathon runner till today.

Budhia will fulfil this dream for India.

Keeping the 2016 Olympics in mind, we have decided

that Budhia will run a marathon from Puri to Bhubaneswar.

-What? -Yes.

Our objective... Our objective is not to simply complete this marathon.

The objective is not to set a record.

With this run, Budhia will create history.

-Yes, of course. -And will you also deny him water?

-Of course not. -Because it would not be the first time.

-Don't you think it's risky? -Not at all.

Aren't you denying him his childhood?

Don't you think he's too young for this marathon?

Golf player,

Tiger Woods...

he started at the age of three.

The soccer player, Jean Carlos...

If he could start at six, then why not Budhia?

Sir, these are exceptions, not examples.

Not at all. I am his coach. We are fully prepared.

If Budhia is at risk, do you hold yourself accountable?

How long does the average man live?

How long?

Sixty to seventy years?

Maybe longer if not cut short by illness or an accident.

Still, even if he reaches that age, he would not have achieved

what Budhia has achieved by the age of five.

In Orissa, one child dies every day.

One child every day,

of starvation or disease.

Why should it matter if one more dies?

It's far better to die running, than as a mere dog in the street.

-Is there any sponsor backing you? -What did you just say?

Is this because you've found a sponsor?

Why don't you ask the government?

The Orissa government is silent about this.

Not a single person has come forward to support this boy and his talent.

The future of Indian sports lies with boys like Budhia Singh.

Budhia is India's Olympic dream.

And his 70-kilometer run will answer all your questions.

We shall talk after that!

Looks good.

His picture looks a little small, doesn't it?

At this age, children can't even walk for one kilometer.

And he's running for 65 kilometers!

He seems fit.

But Biranchi, it is far too hot outside.

-For the child to run that distance-- -What do you think?

I will run the longest.

I suggest, let him grow up a little.

You know, wherever you go in Orissa today...

"Budhia, Budhia, Budhia... Long live Budhia."

They take him on their shoulders, hug him.

Do you know why?

Because he's still a kid.

P.T. Usha and Milkha Singh, what are they all saying?

It's all just talk.

Neither of them are marathon runners.

And Mr. Narayan Murthy...

He has never run any race.

So all the credit goes to the energy drink?

But such a small boy running such a long distance...

Yes, brother, I am on my way.

Yes.

We have arranged for 400 volunteers to run alongside Budhia.

-Sure. -Okay?

An ambulance and doctors will be on call.

We have also organized VIPs and dignitaries

-at the finishing point. -Sure.

Look up.

Look ahead. Keep running, keep running.

Go ahead.

-Keep running. -Yes, sir.

What you find right or wrong doesn't matter to anyone.

If this is not right, then what is?

Does he have a choice?

Hail, Lord Jagannath.

No event in recent times

has created such drama, controversy, entertainment, political intrigue,

as Budhia's marathon.

In this marathon...

Budhia's participation...

Budhia is the incarnation of Lord Krishna.

Sir, how far must I run today?

What are you trying to prove by making such a small boy run?

Hail, Lord Jagannath.

Hail, Lord Jagannath.

Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh...

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Hail, Lord Jagannath

Look. Look over there.

Great going.

Here. Take this.

So...

Sir, Budhia is coming. How does it feel?

No, no. Budhia.

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Sir, please sign this. -Why did you get it so early?

Leave it! Go.

Budhia has run 42 kilometers,

in just four hours!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Budhia... Budhia...

What happened?

-Budhia... Budhia... -Shh!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Am I on camera?

-Can you see me on the camera? -Yeah!

Enough... stop now.

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

The temperature has reached 47 degrees Celsius,

and still, Budhia is running at 12 kilometers per hour.

Sir...

Sir, water.

-Has he stopped somewhere? -No, don't worry. He will be here.

Tired already?

-Want to continue? -Yes.

-Can you do it? -Yes!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

He's here!

Budhia is here! Budhia is here!

What? We're almost there.

-Sir, I... -What?

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh! Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

By covering 65 kilometers in seven hours and four minutes,

Budhia has set a new world record.

-Move back! -Please, move back!

Budhia, take this.

Listen to me, please.

A little boy covered 65 kilometers in seven hours, two minutes.

-Sir, how far I ran? -Let's go.

What are you doing, Biranchi?

I know what I am doing.

Listen to me. Listen!

If I don't take him to the stadium now, people will think I have killed him.

No! Listen to me!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh!

Move aside!

Say "I am not tired".

-Say that you're not tired. -I don't get tired.

"I'll run more".

I'll run more.

Say, "I'll run another 100 kilometers".

I'll run 100 kilometers.

Budhia is the pride of Orissa!

Our Budhia is every athlete's inspiration.

Why draw water from here?

You can now install a pump in your home.

That is if she wants to.

The money wasted on fire crackers would have covered five hand pumps.

-Budhia has become the nation's darling. -Give it to me.

-People want to know everything about him. -Give it back.

-Long live Budhia Singh! -Long live Budhia Singh!

Long live Budhia Singh!

Mohit, who is that?

That is Mohit's papa!

But Mohit has no idea who his papa is.

He is Budhia's papa.

Budhia knows who his papa is.

This is Mohit's papa.

-Budhia's papa. -Mohit's papa.

Budhia's--

Who's there?

Who's banging the door?

Budhia, mind him.

I'll be back.

Here...

-Go, get the boy -What's this?

-Take him as well. -Where are you going?

We have a court order against you.

-You think you can just barge in? -Come on!

Save what you have to say for the police station.

Come on! Come on!

-Hold on... -Wait a second!

-Wait... -Stop!

-Come on... -Call Dr. Mohanty!

Put them in the van.

-They are taking your Sir away! -Hey! Police! Hey!

Nothing will happen to me, just call Dr. Mohanty.

-Get back! -Nothing will happen to me.

Don't worry.

Let him go! Who ordered these tests?

Where's the order for these tests?

-Keep quiet! Let us work. -Do you have the order for the test?

-The order is with us. -Show it to me.

-Give me my boy. -Come on!

He will stay with me.

He will stay with me.

-Where are you-- -Leave him.

Not over here. Go upstairs.

Let's go.

You are conducting illegal tests!

Wait! Wait! Pathology is downstairs.

What is happening here, sir?

I don't know, ask them.

-What committee? -Which committee?

They are harassing us.

What committee is this?

They are forcibly taking us.

They are forcing illegal tests on my son.

-Move back! -They are conducting illegal tests!

Why are you taking his X-ray?

-Let us do our job! -Why do you need an X-ray?

Why are you taking his blood?

-Excuse me. -Who are you?

-Dr. Mohanty! -Why have they arrested you?

We have not arrested him. He's here only for medical tests.

His BP is high.

Drag somebody out of the house, his BP is bound to shoot up!

This is not a pediatric cuff!

-Am I the doctor or you? -What are you doing?

They don't have...

Give me my son.

They don't even have a proper BP cuff.

They are trying to frame us.

-No one is trying to frame you. -They are trying to frame us.

They've all gone mad.

Stand here.

All cameras, this way.

Tell them, "The more you harass me..."

The more you harass me...

"The more I will run."

The more I will run.

"The more you harass me, the more I will run."

The more you harass me, the more I will run.

"Do whatever you want to do."

Do whatever you want to do.

Don't laugh.

"Do whatever you want to."

Do whatever you want to.

"Down with Child Welfare."

Down with Child Welfare.

Down with Child Welfare!

People from World Health, Child Welfare, High Court, Supreme Court,

they all saw the race.

They took pictures, praised him! And they all just watched.

Budhia should have been independently checked at reliable hospitals,

such as AIMS, PGI Chandigarh or BHU Banaras.

-Down with Chief Minister! -Down with Chief Minister!

-Down with Child Welfare! -Down with Child Welfare!

-Down with Chief Minister! -Down with Chief Minister!

What good is the transfer order?

Nobody can force anyone to run for 65 kilometers.

If they were so concerned for the boy,

they could have stopped the run at any point.

They should have arrested me, locked me in jail.

-Down with the Chief Minister! -Down with the Chief Minister!

-Down with the Chief Minister! -Down with the Chief Minister!

Down with Child Welfare!

Should Budhia run in a road show, marathon, or any other such event,

the organizers, and his coach, Biranchi Das, will be arrested.

Now, this is politics speaking where it has become Oriya's pride.

It is not about the Oriya pride.

It would be a proud moment when we have no deaths due to starvation,

and no children being sold.

Let Budhia be!

-Down with Child Welfare. -Let Budhia be!

Sir?

Won't I be running even today?

If you run...

they will drag me to jail.

Budhia? Budhia!

Did you wet your bed again?

Hide, quick!

Budhia! Budhia!

-Where's Budhia? -What happened?

Look what your son's done.

Wet himself again?

I'll scold him when I see him.

The boy is like a pee fountain.

He's here, isn't he? Budhia!

Where's the brat?

See, we have to win the upcoming election.

Don't underestimate the opposition.

Whoever our candidate, he must be capable of winning.

The thing is...

corruption will continue.

Just like his son-in-law.

People from Child Welfare just talk rubbish.

Pay no attention.

Keep working, I am with you.

Then, there's another matter.

Madam and I have said from the start

this was all propaganda to enter politics.

What is it?

I told you I'll fix your home once I get the money.

Can't you take some money from the trust fund?

-What? -Sir...

What is it?

-Sir, this-- -Go.

That scoundrel D.K. Mishra will get it from me.

What happened?

He says that I have swindled 14,00,000 from the trust fund.

What?

He claims that he has also seen the bank draft.

-I'll sue the asshole. -Listen--

Let me go!

Budhia is my son.

Stay away from him.

I'll kill you, asshole.

Get him off me!

Get him away from me!

-Someone take him away! -You dog, stay away from him.

Take him!

-Inform your minister too. -Idiot! Idiot!

Tell your boss!

-He's crazy! -I'll kill you all.

-What are you all looking at? -Get back to work.

Sir, calm down.

What do you mean by "calm down"? Is this what you call security?

Greetings, madam.

-What an uncivilized person. -Unbelievable, madam.

He held me by the collar.

He was--

Long live Budhia Singh!

He should be Odisha's pride. Budhia Singh...

Biranchi, listen... Biranchi!

Why are you so stubborn? Because they wouldn't let him run?

One minute...

What's all this?

-Come on! -I know what I am doing.

-Biranchi! What is all this? -Make him understand.

Dr. Mohanty...

-Listen to me-- -Quiet!

The 2016 Olympic gold medalist under house arrest.

I don't care if people accuse me or arrest me.

The 2016 Olympics will give all the answers!

Stop ranting about the Olympics!

That's what I have been saying!

He is just five years old and you are making him run 500 kilometers?

The five-year-old is not running 500 kilometers.

He is participating in a 500-kilometer walkathon.

It means he will walk.

But what about the ban imposed by the Child Welfare Committee?

First, ask that secretary, D. K. Mishra, why he was suspended from his last job.

And Mahashweta Mallik?

Her brother was charged for an acid attack on a girl.

What followed?

Did they take any legal action?

Budhia will do a 500-kilometer walkathon from Bhubaneswar to Kolkata.

I, Biranchi Das, am not afraid of any minister.

You can write this, okay?

Take care of yourself, Biranchi.

Yes.

Bye.

Where's Budhia?

Sukanti has taken him for a couple of days.

Let's go.

She's his mother, doesn't she have the right?

Let's go.

I will keep you informed, madam. I am already at the police station.

He beat my son a lot.

Where did he beat him? Show me.

-Where? -Look here.

Here.

Over here. And here also.

He threatened us over the phone saying he'll chop us into pieces.

He even threw red chili powder.

He hung him upside down from the fan and beat him with a slipper.

He is in shock, too scared to speak.

He's been living in fear all this time.

Get Budhia away from his mother and then ask him.

Ask Budhia,

he will tell you the truth.

...close to two 19,00,000 came from Dubai.

-Write that. -And 12,00,000 from Kolkata.

-And from many other places. -He kept it all.

How did you come to know? Tell him.

You yourself said it on TV.

Okay, don't write that.

Was there ever any money?

All the checks that were sent bounced.

Government of Maharashtra, Kolkata government,

Football Association of India

and some firm from Dubai.

They all announced a donation of 5,00,000 each.

But none of them gave it.

If the charges are proved, then all the money will go into her account.

All of it.

You'll get lots of money.

Write it down.

Dr. Mohanty, you are here. That's why I am revealing all this.

What Budhia has done to sir is very wrong.

I have decided that I will not talk to him again.

Even I will never talk to him.

But, what has he done?

What if he sends his men to get Budhia?

Do I look like I am sitting here wearing bangles?

One word, and there will be four or five hundred men,

with knives and revolvers in hand, standing here.

We will grind him to pieces.

I want to go back to sir.

Get lost.

A shocking decision!

The Orissa government will sponsor Budhia's food,

education and other expenses.

They took him away from me.

My son.

-Bye. -Bye.

Get a permission letter. After that, you can meet him.

Don't lay hands on me.

-Go away from here. -Talk calmly.

-First, get the permission letter. -Let me speak to your superintendent.

No, no...

Come here.

-How are you? -I'm good.

Here is your bag.

And bottle.

Your red shoes.

Not had a haircut?

-Want to be a hero? -No.

You, alone...

Everyone thinks I have wronged you.

Take it.

I'll leave now.

Do you know why your sir looks so happy today?

We know sir went to see Budhia.

Hello?

Is your Biranchi sir home?

-Yes. -Tell him Uncle is here to meet him.

Sir, someone is asking for you.

Mohit, are you hungry?

Hold him, I'll be right back.

Welcome.

Come in, brother.

Come in.