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Why were we summoned?

Who knows?

Has to be for a reason.

It's a scam worth 2.3 million

and the call came in from Jamtara.

And this is the biggest single scamming call so far.

Dolly, I know you're from Jamtara,

but you don't have enough field experience.

Still, I'm giving you a chance.

Sir, I know Jamtara very well.

-We'll handle this. -Yes, sir.

The assembly by-elections are on.

And the MLA you arrested is also contesting.

How does it matter, sir?

-We only need to nab the scammer. -Exactly.

So no funny business.

The victim is the chief minister's wife.

Remember.

None of the case details should get leaked.

Download and paste Sumit Kumar's photo over this.

Fill up all blank spaces with logos of banks and telecom companies.

Put different contact numbers on every poster.

Do a proper job. It should look like the real deal.

If we pull this off,

I've got even bigger plans.

Oh, damn!

-What happened? -Hope you saved it.

Did you save it?

-Save? Well, not really… -You didn't?

-No. -Damn.

To hell with it.

I'm not staying a moment longer in this hellhole!

-Get to work! Pack everything up! -What's the matter?

-Let's go home. -What?

-Help me up! Now! -At this ungodly hour?

Won't you help me up?

Couldn't you wait till morning? What's the hurry?

-Hey! Where do you think you're going? -Home.

-You can't leave without a discharge slip. -Get the slip.

If anything happens to you, the hospital isn't liable!

-What's this? -Here's your discharge slip.

Roll it up and shove it up to your ass.

Have some manners when you talk!

Fuck you and your manners!

Meet me outside, I'll thrash you up!

-Let's go! -Listen!

Hey! This is wrong!

He asked him to shove it!

What's the deal with the KKK game show?

Listen up!

We're extremely sorry.

-We've run out of rations. -We don't believe it!

Why did you call us here?

We'll deliver the ration to your doors.

Stop wasting our time!

Get back, please! Take this.

How could you just run out? Then why call us all the way here?

-Here, take this. -Not done!

You can't just…

Hello?

May I speak to Ganga Devi?

She's busy with a meeting.

What is this regarding?

-Well… -We'll deliver to your doorstep.

I need some money.

We already paid you in advance to start the campaign.

But that got used up for posters and banners.

-Even at the party office-- -Ms. Diya.

You must handle the rest on your own. Goodbye.

-You'll get the rations. -Stop wasting our time!

-What do you mean? -I told you, we'll send it to you!

Here!

-Hello! -Good day, ma'am!

I'm Bhavesh Mehta, calling on behalf of Work From Home Company.

Have you applied for a job?

Yes, I wanted a data-entry job.

Yes, ma'am.

It's a form-filling job.

-Also-- -I know all that. What's the salary?

Ma'am, the weekly payment is 25,000 rupees.

And you can earn up to 100,000 rupees in a month.

-A hundred thousand rupees? -Yes, ma'am.

Just submit a copy of your Aadhaar card

and just deposit 15,000 rupees through online transfer.

No way. Why do you need a deposit?

Ma'am, we'll provide you access to our company portal.

And you have time till 15 days.

Do not worry, ma'am.

If you decide to quit the job,

you will get your money back.

Simple as that!

Will I surely get a refund?

-Yes, ma'am. You sure will. -Okay.

What did you just spend 15,000 rupees for?

Oh, man!

What are all these phones for?

This is our money tree!

Cops all over the nation think boys from Jamtara are fools.

School dropouts fooling around on the phone.

But we're the real deal.

Once you land a few right calls from a number,

hang the SIM and the phone here.

Why come all the way out here?

This is Santhal tribe territory.

Cops never come here and the network signal is good.

-But never call up from our area. -Okay.

All the phishing money will go to Ponto, Shahbaaz, and my e-wallet.

What about me?

Don't worry, kid.

Brajesh Bhaiyya handles all the money. We're just the face.

-But the money… -You'll get your share, okay?

-Okay, boss! -So what do you say?

Oh, man!

I told you a week ago to get the fuse fixed.

Can't even charge your phones and you want to catch scammers?

-Sir, the guy is on the way. -What's taking him so long?

-How are you, Biswa Ji? -I'm good, Saurav Babu.

Greetings to the Superintendent of Jamtara Cyber Cell.

How are you?

Ma'am, you're here.

I'm really mad at you, Biswa.

It's been eight months since I left and you never called even once.

Eight months? Really?

Great!

Even you never called.

Try this.

Mother sent these sesame laddus especially for you.

You love it, don't you?

Not anymore, ma'am.

I've been asked to avoid sweets.

I've put on a few pounds.

-Lalit. -Yes, sir?

Have a taste.

Her mother cooks really well. Try it.

The cyber cell looks good, Officer Biswa.

Cyber cell, my foot!

There's no power most of the day.

Now that you're here, please fix all that.

So what brings you here, ma'am?

Officer Biswa, it's a phishing case.

It's a high-profile case and it's in Jamtara, so we need you.

Always glad to help, ma'am.

Thank you.

We're going to meet Robert Sir.

Can you tell us more about him?

There's nothing much to say really.

You'll see what I mean.

Okay. I'll be right back.

Are you still mad at us for that day?

Why would I be mad, Officer Saurav?

Here…

I'll have the sweets you got.

-So Jamtara brought you back after all. -Yes, sir.

Sir, the DGP must have informed you--

He didn't just inform.

He has ordered me.

You'll get everything you need.

-It's a lot of pressure-- -Did you check out the new cyber cell?

Jamtara progressed a lot after you left.

-Even the DGP-- -I'll be working from your cyber cell.

Here are some officers that I need on my team.

Certainly.

I'm bound to help you after all.

Even you must remember.

Your case isn't the only hot topic in Jamtara.

Elections are on.

Yes, sir. I know.

But this case is bigger than the elections.

No wonder they got you onboard.

Do not worry. Just sit back and relax.

-Leave these scammers-- -Sir, I'm not here to relax.

I see.

It's good.

You're quite young and ambitious.

Very good!

But remember,

Jamtara isn't the same place as before when you were here.

Do not repeat your old mistakes.

Me going to jail was a political conspiracy.

And I'll prove it at any cost.

My life

is dedicated to helping the poor and the oppressed.

I will become chief minister again

if that's what the public wants.

Keep this in the car.

Was it okay, Bua Ji?

What okay?

Hadn't I given you a list of questions?

Then why did you ask about me going to jail?

Bua Ji, the interview needs to look impartial and natural.

We can edit out the rest.

Well…

What's this?

It's like the papaya of the British.

Want to try some?

Quite good!

What's this new toy?

This one?

It's a mini camera.

It's tiny but really handy.

You can sneak it anywhere.

-Well, Bua Ji… -Is it on?

No! Come on…

Bua Ji, I had e-mailed you the proposal for the studio in Ranchi.

Did you take a look?

In case you're too busy, I've got a file.

If you want a studio of your own,

you must do me a favor.

I need you to cause a big bang.

It's my election.

I must win anyhow.

I cannot rely on a new candidate.

So forget about Ranchi for a few days.

My whole channel is for you, Bua Ji.

I won't budge from Jamtara until voting day.

I'll wipe that smirk off Brajesh Bhan's face on live TV.

I just need your extended support.

See you.

If Gudiya wins these elections,

we'll get you treated at a good place, Sunny.

I've seen way worse than this.

This isn't so bad either.

Don't worry.

For now, we just need to support Gudiya

and help her win the elections.

May I ask you something if you don't mind?

I will definitely mind and I won't forget it, either.

Go ahead.

After Gudiya becomes a top leader,

even she will talk like you.

That she made a cripple walk and eradicated poverty and all.

Who? Gudiya?

"I'm Gudiya Mondal."

"Hi…"

She got tongue-tied before a tiny crowd.

She'll get better with some grooming.

But she needs your support, Sunny.

Take this.

Henceforth you are 25.

Destroy all your old ID proofs.

Gudiya, have you ever seen a poor politician?

Because they don't exist.

No matter who we're contesting against

eventually it all boils down to money.

And in our country, everything has a price.

Well, it is difficult to defeat Brajesh Bhan in the elections.

But it's not impossible, either.

And you both know how to make money.

Arrange so much money that Brajesh Bhan cannot keep up.

-I've already given you some seed money. -Yes.

And remember,

people from your caste are in majority here.

Meet them and reassure them that only you can uplift them.

Now leave.

You sit down. You may go.

Here's some advice.

People in our country are really sentimental.

This husband of yours…

Take him along to your election rallies.

You'll get public sympathy.

-Okay? -Yes.

Is she supporting you? Or is it the other way around?

What do you mean?

I mean, she's Brajesh's aunt after all.

And blood runs thicker than water.

-Sit down, everyone! -What's that?

Silence.

Golu, Molu, Bablu…

Jitu, Rajkumar, Shiv, Ahmed…

Namita, Shamita…

Is everyone here?

-Yes. -Yes.

Do you guys want to do this?

-Yes. -Yes.

-You cannot back out later. -Okay.

I've got something for you all.

Phones!

Pass it on.

Pass some here.

-Me! -Me!

Here.

You're about to commit Jamtara's latest scam.

No one must find out about this.

So Sunny wants a team that no one will suspect.

So from now on, all of you must attend school regularly.

-Yes. -Yes.

There should be a different number on every poster.

Once the call is successful,

block the number.

What if someone calls back from another number?

Hey! Back to your seats!

There's no power supply for most part of the day.

-And look here-- -Who are you, by the way?

I'm Gudiya Mondal.

Ganga Devi has chosen me to serve you all

in the upcoming elections.

But we always vote for Brajesh Bhaiyya, don't we?

Even our parents did.

And their parents used to vote for Brajesh's father.

And what did he do?

Not just Brajesh Bhan but his whole family

sacrificed their all for Jamtara.

You should question that girl instead.

Why did she go to jail at such a young age?

Unless Brajesh is defeated,

we cannot be uplifted.

All right.

We'll see about that.

For now, I need to go cook.

You do nothing but give speeches all day.

But we need to feed our families. We got work to do.

-Let's go. -Please listen.

We heard you already. What more do you want?

Let's go.

She barged into my home just for money.

She tried to outrage my modesty.

Hope you all know what they call such women.

Next time she comes here,

call her by that name.

Look at her walk!

-Hey! What did you say? -Let's go.

How much for a night?

She's become the prime minister.

She must be charging big money.

Even we're making big money these days!

Think again!

You work for Brajesh Bhan, don't you?

You went to Brajesh Bhaiyya, didn't you?

And since you couldn't hump him,

you want to hump all of Jamtara?

Hey! Just answer the question!

Yes, we work for him. So?

If I win, you won't have to pay me a cut that you pay Brajesh Bhan.

Let's go.

-I gave you a numbers list. -Yes.

-Do not call any number other than that. -Okay.

-Save all those numbers. -Yes.

And remember…

-Never make any calls, yourselves. -Okay.

Just wait for them to call.

Now all of you, send the messages.

Get working! Chop! Chop!

Done?

Sent.

Sent?

Got a reply?

No. What about you?

Nobody's responding to the posters.

People never take it seriously unless they hear a voice.

What if we combine both?

-What do you mean? -What if we followed it up

with a small voice clip of Sumit Kumar and the KKK theme music?

-Yes, we can do that. -Sure.

Then do it.

-Okay. -Sure.

Also, post the name of the person you're sending it to.

-Okay, Sunny Bhaiyya. -Do it fast.

Put up a huge banner here with Ganga Devi's photo on one side

and Gudiya's photo on the other.

-Here? -Yes. Hello!

Put this up here, at the front.

Didi.

Where are the rest?

They work for Brajesh as of now.

He's also making good money.

Then tell them I'll pay them more than what Brajesh is paying.

-You tell her. -What happened?

What about whatever happened last time?

You need not be afraid this time.

These party workers will be with us at all times.

Just do what you did last time.

Didi, we stopped doing all that after you left.

And the old phone call trick won't work this time.

I'll teach you how to do it.

I've even got a new calling list.

Just get to work right away. Here.

But why today?

Fine! Start tomorrow.

But make sure every call fetches money. Okay?

Add this.

Add this effect too.

Greetings, dear folks!

You've become millionaires while staying home.

Just call the numbers posted below

and earn big money instantly!

Hurry!

I've given everyone a video and a new list of numbers.

I'll show you how to make calls tomorrow.

Remember, you'll get 5,000 rupees for every successful call.

And no one must ever find out about this.

Anyone who rats on us goes out.

Here.

-Are you from Dhanbad? -Yes.

Listen carefully.

Don't marry this man, or you'll be trapped forever.

But why? I and Bachchu love each other.

So did he not lure you with money?

Then?

Well…

He did call me up.

To scam me.

I fell for it and transferred all my college fees.

I was yelled at by my family.

I'd call him and cry every night.

-What? -Yes.

He fell in love with my voice

and kept talking.

He returned five times the amount.

Listen.

Men like him don't know what love is.

Even Bachchu will show his true colors eventually.

Your life will become a prison.

Even you'll get into these scams. Then you'll regret it.

So heed my advice.

You both need to leave.

They are digital dacoits They needn't fire a bullet

They aren't high-class Yet have charmed everyone!

Like a black magic spell There's no escaping it

They're too classy Want to see more of them?

Munna, Baccha, Motu, Bachchu, Rocky, Rinku, Sahbaaz!

Sunny, Gudiya, Dimple, Maria, Jyoti, Shabnam, Abbas!

Those who don't care about them Now hug them

They got cops and ministers All in their pocket

Everyone has a price, that's how it is

They do everything behind closed doors

No one could escape their traps

Be it lawyers, judges, or superstars

These school dropouts spare none

They'll eat you raw

Munna, Baccha, Motu, Bachchu, Rocky, Rinku, Sahbaaz!

Ticklish bride and fun galore They pinch each other

Sunny, Gudiya, Dimple, Maria, Jyoti, Shabnam, Abbas!

They're school dropouts and outcasts They sit home all day

Fill it up.

Hey.

Hello, there.

-Sit. -Sure.

Nice.

It's the glamour of Jamtara.

Ever seen anything like this in Noida?

How could I?

I spent my days slogging and getting yelled at by my boss.

I barely got to see anything like this.

So you're enjoying this?

A lot!

You see…

Everyone in Noida thinks all boys from Jamtara are frauds.

We steal sitting far out here and no one ever finds out!

Here you never realize when the fun and games stop.

Better watch out. Okay?

Cheers.

They sneak out money amidst OTPs and CVVs

They looted everything And the system went to the dogs

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

They are used to a life Of debauchery and thuggery

His dollar, her dime They took it all for their own

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

Usurped it!

Good job, my tiger!

-Cheers, motherfucker! -Cheers, motherfucker!

Dumb assholes.

Why is your ass on fire?

You're sulking at your friend's wedding!

-Shut up! -Cheers, motherfucker!

I'll cheer up whenever the fuck I want.

Cheers…

Why do you sulk like a bitch these days?

-Huh? -Like a bitch!

I pity you assholes.

You keep jumping around like puppy dogs.

You think you'll become a minister just because you got a name tag?

Someday we will.

And you'll just watch and burn inside.

You got stripped naked during the council elections.

Now that Brajesh Bhaiyya is giving me respect,

why is your heart on fire?

-Huh? -Respect?

What respect have you got? Huh?

Do you know what your problem is?

You want Brajesh Bhan's place.

But that will never happen.

You're the dirt on his shoe.

Don't act all high and mighty.

People like you are just slaves.

You'll never have power, asshole!

-Cocksucker! -Hey! Stop!

Why you…

Hey!

-Get back! -Hey!

No, Bhaiyya!

Get back, asshole! Don't ruin the wedding!

-Get out! -Asshole!

I'll rip you apart!

-I'll fuck you up! -Go away!

-Hey! Leave! -You motherfucker!

-I'll rip you a new asshole! -Hey! Cut it!

Take him away! Run!

Easy, boss! Calm down.

Pay attention to how I talk now.

Listen carefully.

Hello! I'm Deepti Sharma from your bank!

How may I help you?

I'm Kalpesh Nathani speaking.

I got your number from the KKK game show poster.

Yes, Mr. Kalpesh. Firstly, many congratulations!

You won the Khel Karodon Ka lucky draw.

Thank you, ma'am!

Mr. Kalpesh, listen carefully to what I say next.

You need to follow some simple steps after which

your winning amount of 2.5 million will be transferred to your account.

-Sure. Go ahead. -The lottery amount is 2.5 million.

The government will charge a tax of 25,000 rupees on it.

First, you must deposit it.

Only then can we transfer your winning amount.

Is that so?

Can't I pay after getting the money?

No, Mr. Kalpesh. It's a government rule.

We cannot change that.

Anyway, 25,000 is just a small amount compared to 2.5 million.

Right.

Okay, go ahead.

Mr. Kalpesh, we just sent you an account number.

Just transfer 25,000 rupees to it.

Once we get a confirmation, we will transfer 2.5 million to your account.

What's the guarantee that you'll transfer the amount to me?

Come on, Mr. Kalpesh!

Khel Karodon Ka is such a famous show.

Even our bank is well-reputed.

And the money is yours anyway.

These are just formalities.

Okay.

I'll think about it. Okay. Thank you.

It worked!

-It worked! -It worked!

What are you doing?

-Breaking the SIM. -Why?

To avoid getting caught.

We're here because we want to get caught.

What do you mean?

I'll explain later.

Here. Now make him a millionaire.

Got you, motherfucker!

Motherfuckers…

-Haul him in! -Let go!

Motherfuckers!

Move!

-I'll rip you apart, motherfuckers… -Shut up! Get in!

Motherfuckers!

Subtitle translation by: Bharath VH