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Leave it! You sister-fucker!

Leave it! Leave it!

I didn't know where I was.

Who brought me here? don't know.

Why they brought me here? I don't know.

Life was like hell to me, Sardar Ji.

Just like yours, will be.

Sister-fucker!

Jai Hind, Sir!

Bibinka623 has been activated.

They don't want...

The biggest billionaire. He's finally decided to go to Montreal

to save 400 millions in tax, you see.

Sir, Bibinka623 has been activated.

Fuck!

When I got out from that dark cellar after 40 days,

there was only one thing in my mind.

I just have to fuck them all!

Whoever had done this to me...

Isa, Parulkar, everyone!

Then I realized that this game is much bigger than

these bastards... bigger than you... bigger than me.

My information is never wrong, Sardar Ji.

I told you that Trivedi would survive.

Swear, I told you the truth.

Try to solve this riddle...

you would get all the answers.

Sir, we got this pamphlet from the bunker

it looks like a recruitment poster of a terrorist outfit.

Generally they propagate such materials,

usually before any big attack.

And it says this is time of war, now.

ISIS has been trying to breach in India,

- this maybe any splinter group - No.

We have been keeping a close watch on ISIS, at the state level.

There's nothing alarming there.

Our agent... Anjali Mathur...

She was studying Hizbuddin.

We got a tip-off from Baluchistan...

- Mario, - Sir.

...set up an SIT for this.

Lashkar, ISIS, and Hizbuddin...

- For the time being let's go after them. - Sure, sir.

Sartaj... good work.

Will you join the SIT?

Yes, sir.

Sir...

...SPI Majid Khan is specialist on terror cells.

Sure.

Majid, Sartaj will take the lead on this case..

Yes, sir.

Now, you're the boss.

Give me a treat, man.

That big arms consignment has a direct link to Bhonsle's NGO...

How does Hizbuddin fit into this?

Couldn't Bhonsle be working for someone else?

You think so?

You don't get involved in big cases, so, you won't know the reality of Shahid Khan.

He has his hand in everything,

from the 93 blasts in Mumbai to the Kandahar Hijacking.

We must check.

You find Shahid Khan.

I'll look for Gaitonde's third father.

It's alright!

Its over! Its over!

What's going to happen in 25 days?

My father will fuck you all,

but I'll save Trivedi.

Which father?

That priest in village?

No, Sir. I've three fathers.

Three reasons why I'm here.

The first one put fear in me, the second gave me the courage to face it.

And the third one who I loved most, betrayed me.

It is possible to conquer time....

Because time is radioactive.

It decays and it stays... forever.

it is a circle.

And this circle of time is divided into

four Eras.

Four Yug.

Megha?

Megha!

Yes?

Can we try it again?

You speaking rubbish.

I'm damn serious.

Serious?

Alright.

Let's talk seriously.

Why now?

Because...

I can't do this anymore.

One by one...

I'm loosing everyone from my life.

I'm feeling lonely.

Now, I'm scared that...

You'll leave me as well.

I'm already gone, Sartaj.

No, Megha, please...

Please, don't say this.

We'll only fight.

No.

It's too late now.

You don't understand Sardar ji,

where the story is heading?

I didn't get it as well.

Life was weird in there.

I mangled one of the guards,

but even then he didn't tell me a word about our location.

Well, what would he say now that he's dead.

The raging fire of revenge burned within me

while I tried swimming in freezing waters, towards Mumbai.

Everyday I were swimming gradually more than previous day.

Slowly approaching towards Mumbai.

There was nothing to do on the boat.

Swim daily,

eat shitty fish,

and jerk off thinking about Gopalmath.

That was the life.

Then one day, in the distance,

that answer was coming to me.

Hold this.

Wait sir.

This is your bag.

Let me speak first.

Anything else?

Ma'am you don't know him.

He's a crazy guy.

A man has died trying to control him

Where is he?

He was there, just sleeping.

Did anyone come in the room?

- I don't know. - Ganesh! Ganesh!

Motherfucker, I'll shove those keys up your asshole.

Come here, and take this key.

Shove'em up whoever's ass you want.

What's this Gaitonde?

- We were coming to talk to you. - Shut up, you asshole!

I want to go back to Mumbai.

Gopalmath!

You can't go to Mumbai, yet, dear.

Who are you?

A friend.

What do you want? Just tell me.

You have just locked me here like a fucking cattle.

There's a country in Africa called Kenya.

There's a city called Mombasa.

It's not far from there.

I heard you tried swimming back to Mumbai?

If you want to swim

then it'll only take you 188 years to reach there.

I've calculated it.

If you can read Marathi, then read it.

WhileI was stuck jerking off in her memory.

DIPAK SHINDE ALIAS BUNTY JAILED FOR 2 YEARS

Mumbai...

Mumbai was forgetting me.

Trivedi's men demolished the Babri Mosque.

Isa planted bombs in the city, with ISI's agent Shahid Khan.

Police did tit for tat. They wanted every gang out.

Grab him.

Hey! Hey! Hey... you government officers. Show some respect!

Come out!

Leave me! I'm coming with you.

Isa and me vanished; Mumbai�s balance was disturbed.

All the mafia business was wrecked up.

And Gopalmath became wasteland.

How can I run?

The country got divided in 1947

Mumbai was minced in 1993.

Some took over the city.

and some were forced into ghettos.

My Mumbai was dying.

Name?

Kusum Devi Yadav.

What do you want?

Work for us, here in Kenya.

I don't work for anyone.

We're offering partnership.

Start your business here

and later I'll get your guys free from the jail

You want to revenge from Isa, right?

I can help in it.

Who are you actually?

I have friends in Mumbai.

And here?

Here as well.

Partnership?

Who was over the phone?

What phone?

That one whom I spoke with in jail.

In Jail?

Don't fuck with me asshole.

You brought me here. You know who I'm referring.

Yes, yes. Guru Ji! Guru Ji.

His preachment.

And yes...

Push the button if you like.

That will be our signal.

The first incarnation of Lord Vishnu,

is "Matsya."

A fish.

is directly connected to the very beginning of the life on the earth.

We, humans, also evolved from the fish.

One day, the almighty God,

was so aroused after seeing own creation, and got ejaculated.

His semen directly dropped into the sea.

In the sea,

a fish swallowed it.

The semen was so potent

that the fish

started suffocating after swallowing it.

Here, done.

Whether Aryans or fighters

or a shreded arrow.

I want chicken.

Whether scholars or keen or the sages of the high mountains.

Brought me fish next time I'll shove it in your ass, you fucker,

And it'll keep swimming in there until we fucking reach Mumbai.

It only exists then.

That time I thought it was all bullshit.

Later, I realized that Guruji was telling me my own story.

I was the fish of that story.

I was suffocating as well.

I made my efforts.

I had decided that I have to get off this boat, first of all.

Jai hind, Sir. First floor upstairs.

The first room is yours I'll bring your stuff.

This is Katekar's package.

From L.T. Marg.

Kamble.

Yes, Sir?

Has Katekar's compensation letter arrived.

No, Sir. I won't come that soon.

Sir, please make a call to Shalini and tell her

if any letter is received at home, she has to sign and send back here.

Get ready.

Hey, listen. Wait a minute. I'll get the lunchbox.

- Don't worry. - Hey.

Easy!

I'm trying.

Your father did this.

Where could this pamphlet be printed?

I don't know.

Majid, We have to do our duty.

So, you do yours.

First go to Sulphur Road, then Neel Ghaati.

Hey!

Malcolm, come on, I'm also leaving here.

Take me with you.

I'm fucked up with your tactics. Let's go.

You must stay underground

I won't say anything to anyone. You motherfucker.

- Let me go! - There's no way to say a word.

Hey, Malcolm! Don't try to act smart with me.

Malcolm, give me my phone.

Motherfucker!

You're hitting me?

Malcolm! You motherfucker! Motherfucker!

Hey! Leave me!

Leave me!

Hey, Malcolm.

Hey, you sister-fucker.

Gaitonde left something with you.

Tell me, where have you hidden it?

What? I don't have anything. I don't know what you want.

Please, I don't know.

I don't have what you want.

Please...

I don't know what you want.

I don't know...

I don't know what you want.

I don't have anything.

- You've last chance... - I don't have anything.

I...

- Tell me. - I don't have...

What else did he say about Trivedi?

As much as I told you.

Did he ever mention about Malcolm?

- Inspector, I'm done here. - Anything about an Egyptian man?

If you call me one more time, I'll sue you for harassment.

Then the fish crawled back from sea to land.

But, just like a crocodile does it was still important to stay near sea.

- Hello, who's this? - Whats up, ass-wipe?

Gaitonde boss?

Boss, where are you?

I'm 188 years far from you.

You are out?

Yes, boss.

They hit me very hard.

Then suddenly released me last week.

Kanta Bai is also out.

Don't know why they caught us and why they released us.

I'm worried perhaps they can shoot us.

Boss, our business is dead.

I know it.

I'm just taking biscuits with black tea.

I'll take care of it.

Boss, you are 188 years away or 188 km?

I'm on the moon, you moron.

It'll take some time to come back to Mumbai.

What are you doing there, boss?

Things are going to normalise here, please try to come soon, boss.

- It'll take some time. - How much time boss?

One month.

One month?

But moon is right here, over our heads.

It'll take whatever time it takes, you dickhead.

If I piss here then it'll take one month to fall on your head.

Look, this is "their" Juhu beach.

Go and drown in it.

Bunty, listen. They got me stuck here.

But I'll get out from here whatever it costs.

You can run Gopalmath if you want.

I want the whole gang reunited here. Ok?

Okay, boss.

- Okay, now hang up. - Boss! Boss!

Yes?

Kanta Bai is right here. Just talk to her once.

She really loves you.

Okay, I'll kiss her when I see her.

Boss!

Fuck!

We're playing carrom here and Boss has reached the moon.

This is called fate.

Pick it up.

Haste is foolish, Ganesh.

Miss Yadav is very sharp.

It's not easy to go away from her.

Who's she?

She's a RAW operative.

You asshole, why you brought her to me?

Because, we're more sharp than her.

Fuck this sharpness.

Let her think that your balls are in her court.

When the time is right make your shot.

Don't give me a lollipop.

No, Miss Yadav's friendship is a protein shake rather than a lollipop.

It will take you to Isa.

I don't like protein shake.

The control is in her hands.

You life, your freedom

is a collar she's tied around your neck,

That you can't remove from your neck.

Till when?

Until Guru Ji can find a way out of this.

Look here, it's your new house.

Come in.

Trivedi insisted so I took the job.

I came to know, that same fucking shit is going on outside india.

When the USSR invaded Afghanistan,

then USA and Pakistan used an old trick.

They pushed local militants.

They backed them for blasts and suggested to cartel for money.

Militants would smoke some and sell the rest to Europe.

USSR got defeated there but business stayed.

Before reaching Europe, the product would land in Kenya.

Where the people were poorer than us.

The government more corrupt than us,

and youth addict more than us.

Mohammed Bobocha was Kenya's Gaitonde.

He controlled 80% marijuana business there.

And there was a new dealer in the market.

Purushottam Baria, born stingy.

He was a smart-ass but was a kid.

There was a rumor among erotica magazine sellers

that he couldn't pop a boner.

I'm too tired.

I'm too tired.

We need to establish Purushottam in the market.

Get Bobocho out of the way.

How?

Same as Junk-King Raja Momin did

for Gaitonde.

Over his corpse.

If Purushottam will replace Bobocho what advantage would I have.

I'll let you know in due course.

What kinda partnership is this,

where I can only count but she knows all the math.

Ma'am I want to go back Mumbai.

I still have unfinished business with Isa.

Isa is not coming back to Mumbai.

He got settled in a new country with new business and fate.

The kind of power he has now, there,

he never had in Mumbai.

You're worthless compared to him today.

And only I know where he lives.

So stop yapping on about Mumbai.

And prove it me, that your worthy

that I should let you live.

This house,

and the guards outside are mine

and you're able to speak because of me.

So, in this partnership,

I'm on 90% and you're on 10.

When you work your way up to 50,

then we'll talk about partnership.

Whether its a lollipop or a protein shake

but the reality was

I don't have any short-cuts for now except for Ma'am, to be a king again.

So I listened to every bullshit of Ma'am.

And I became Vivian Shah from Gaitonde.

An Indian businessman in Kenya.

And called my boys Gaston, Pascal and Mathu from Bombay...

...here in Kenya.

To set my own gang.

The dairy business got flopped.

So daddy came here and started the coffee business.

And asked me to join in it.

But,

I've other business intents.

Purushottam bro,

I'm new in business here,

you know.

I've an intention to work with right people.

Whom I can trust.

Trust?

This's a big word brother Vivian. Trust.

No one is trustworthy here.

One hundred ten million shillings...

I'll buy six ships from you.

You aren't so raw, man.

You want something else.

Purushottam, I've bigger plans.

What?

Not now.

First, I'll please you,

then I'll offer you drinks.

And when you start thinking through you dick not head

then I'll tell you.

I'll think about it, brother Vivian.

I have some other work, right now.

Bye.

Purushottam was a Gujarati.

And to do business with a Gujarati you had to create a need.

First, I tipped off Babocho

that Purushottam is trying to break in his business.

And when Purushottam understood our value

then I played my second card.

- Hello. - What's up ass-wipe?

- Yes, boss. - I want Jamila.

Jamila who, boss?

Jamila, the one whom you sent in the jail.

Before meeting her I thought I would never get boner again, that Jamila.

Boss, actually I got some issues with her manager.

Manager?

Since we're running out of cash so all her payments are pending.

Give me her number.

Hello.

I want to talk to Jojo.

Who?

Vivian Shah.

Who gave you this number?

I got number from Prime Minister, my dad runs parliament.

Give it to Jojo.

Who gave you this number?

I told you.

But I'm asking. Who gave you this number?

So you're the Jojo, right?

- Whoever am I, idiot... - Look...

- Hello. - Hello, Bunty?

- Yes, boss. - That bitch hung up on me?

- Who? Boss. - Jojo.

She's a hard fish to catch, slips out of everybody's hand.

Hello.

Bunty gave me the number.

What do you want?

One of your girls, Jamila.

So what?

- Yes, that I want. - Where do you want her?

Did Bunty tell you that I would yell?

- Yes. - Did I yell?

- No. - So, move on and tell me.

Need her in Kenya.

Clear old accounts and pay full advance for this.

Okay.

And I need a deposit of 50% in cheque, not in cash.

Okay, got, I'll do it.

And one of my boys will be there and stay with her.

Stay with her, where?

Wherever Jamila will go.

He will bring her there and take back.

- He'll bring her. He'll take back. - So, what'll I do? Jerk Off?

Fuck you then...

There're many rhinos roaming in Kenya fuck anyone.

Do you know who you're talking to?

Yes, I know.

Maybe your daddy owns parliament, Ganesh Gaitonde

but I don't fucking care for it.

Do you wanna die?

Yes.

I've tried four times.

What's there to try?

Put a gun over your head, take a shot, brain scrambled and end.

Will you kill me?

I'll pay in cash.

Why do you want to die?

I'll send you the invoice.

Brother Vivian,

now I'm thinking from my dick.

Tell me what I need to do?

Let's fuck Bobocho.

Meaning?

Purushottam, if you want to do business, do it big.

Otherwise don't do it.

Have you lost your mind?

Killing Bobocho isn't a game.

It is a game, Purushottam.

And I'm the champion of this game.

And it won't be me, but you, who'll kill him.

Malcolm!

Open up! I'm the Home Minister you sister-fucker.

Malcolm!

Hey, bro! Hey, get up!

Stop! Stop it, here!

Stop here.

Wait here, I'll send money from inside.

- Why did you sit, if you had no money... - Sister-fucker, I'm sending you.

Fucker! Wait here.

Hey, motherfucker.

Hey, you fuckers!

Hey, hey! Motherfuckers!

You motherfuckers, I'm a Home Minister.

If you're from Neeli Ghaati,

you won�t get a job anywhere in Mumbai.

This used to be a village.

This became a Muslim colony after '93 blasts

Why here?

Because there were no place left.

Hey!

Whose shop is this?

- Is this printed here? - No.

How long has this press been here?

My father's friend got me a job here.

So, I'm here.

This is all there is.

I'm asking...

I've been working here from 6 months.

- Where is this printed? - As I told you I don't know.

Excuse me!

Is this printed here?

We don't do these types of jobs, Sir.

Then who does?

It's pulp, sir. Must be a small offset press.

There's a junk shop in Barkat alley. You should check there.

What I'm going to tell him now?He's going to say I'm fucking him.

He'll say I'm keeping a cut in the middle What can I say to him?

Tell him that I need my right now...

You're supplying to the all the printing press here, right?

Yes, Sir. We do provide cartons and transportation to the printers.

Why? What happened, Sir?

Have you seen this before?

Sir, it isn't very clear.

Yes, its ok. Fine, yeah.

Sir...

Hey, you, come here!

Majid!

Kamble!

Don't move, don't move!

Move, asshole!

Awaish.

Usman.

I need something.

Go back.

Come on.

Hey, get up.

What is this?

You've prepared for the war and don't even know the enemy.

Incredible, Sir.

What are they planning to do?

Sir, I'm asking to you what they'll do?

What else they could do?

They'll do what they know best.

Right? Bomb blasts, attacking stations, hotels... What else they'll do!

What they'll do! What they'll do!

Will they blast bombs or launch a nuclear attack?

What did you say?

Exactly what you heard.

Nuclear?

A nuclear attack, yes.

You mean to say, just like Hiroshima & Nagasaki?

Like that?

Do I'm look like a moron?

Don't chew Bobocho?

Just maul it and distribute it among people.

You just said a very hard-ass word, Gaitonde.

I can't understand.

Bobocho doesn't share his business with anyone.

He keep everything for himself.

Right? He just opened a new casino.

You need fucking 20,000 shilling to enter.

But you won't do the same.

You'll be an umbrella and each and every boys of Kenya will work under it.

And they'll sell product where they want.

You'll be the Prime Minister and the rest will be your parliament.

Shoot him in the face. Ok?

People should know who you are!

Kill him!

Shoot, sister-fucker!

You guys continue. The show must go on.

I'm a vegetarian, bro.

Cut.

Should I cut the finger?

Cut the head, you wimp.

I'll make a souvenir with this head and hang it on my wall.

Everyone should know

that there is big predator than lion of Massai Mara,

now in the town.

Speak in their language.

They didn't understand a shit.

Now, tell me.

Why did you get Bobocho killed?

Bobocho was handling drugs for the biggest cartel in Dubai.

This cartel funds ISI.

Who make blasts in India.

By killing Bobocho you've served your country for the first time.

What's my status now, have I reached to 15 or 20?

Your buddy got involved in a cartel, last year.

With ISI.

Memorize the number and burn it.

We became fish, then crocodile then lion, and then monkey.

But we evolved from monkey to humans when we got religion.

This video was in their phones.

Even in this they are talking about Ghazwa-e-Hind.

Hizbuddin, the man of Jihad.

The prophet has claimed in the Hadith,

that there will be two armies.

It's Shahid Khan's voice.

Real religion tells you what�s in the afterlife

what man will become in the next life.

When will this game end?

You don't believe in religion, right, Sardar Ji?

So I'll tell you what will happen next.

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