All language subtitles for Mast Mein Rehne Ka (2023)_track7_[eng]

Hey, man!

Don't go into the water!
It gets very deep.

Hey, uncle!

MATRU MAYA

Hey! Splash some water on your face.

NANA NANI PARK

Who delivers the paper in Matru Maya?

What happened, uncle?

I do not want all these pamphlets

for coaching class, marriage,

sarees for sweets,

for yoga this and that.

I don't have a pen.

Hey, man! Hey, man! Have you lost it?

Why have you chained the chair?
Are you a cop now?

Planning to trick the thieves?
Hey, don't be shy.

-Hey!
-Hey!

Oh, Mom!

I went to pee, sir.

I have kidney stones.

Doctor advised me to drink
barley water, beer, buttermilk.

It helps the stone to disintegrate
and pass through urine.

I've got hemorrhoids too, sir.

Doctor advised me to use western-style
toilet, so it's easier to pass stool.

I brought this chair, made a hole in it.
So, I could sit and poop comfortably.

Some idiot took it away. What do I do?

But I'm not going to give up.

I brought another one,
and I've chained it.

Let's see who dare steals it now.

Uncle, a new strong beer is here.

Give it, brother. Here.

Time to close shop, come on.

-Pass this.
-Come on. Time's up.

Hey, hey...

-Good evening.
-Hello.

-Focus on your work.
-Yes, sir.

-You are late today.
-Yes.

-How are you?
-Hi... Nanhe.

When your parents put you in school
to make you a doctor or engineer,

you should have become one, you bastard!

Why did you have to come
and make my life a living hell?

I let you stay on the second floor
out of sheer kindness

and you act like a king?

I told you to get the stuff two days ago,
and you went today.

That too, when it's busy.

Oh, sir! There was too much work.

Eid and Navratri are both
around the corner, so I wasn't free.

So, will you speed up

or will you wipe out the business,
you wretch?

He was on the machine late last night.

I even made his video.

Move. Come on, move.
Your work is done. You have served tea.

We have work to do,
and you keep messing around.

What were you sewing last night?

Nanhe! Come upstairs.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, Nanhe.

Why did you make this so loose?

It fits perfectly, ma'am.

What looks perfect?

Look at how loose this is. Look.

Then it will become very tight.
You will find it difficult to breathe.

You said the same thing earlier too,
and spoiled my dress.

A snug fit won't suit you.

What did you say?

If I make it any more tighter than this,
it will end up squeezing this matter.

If it was a blouse, I would've sewn a cup,
but you don't want that.

Everything gets adjusted in that style.

This bloody fucker
was touching me inappropriately!

-What?
-Sir, I was just explaining the fitting.

Yeah, like you are some big designer,
trying to explain to me how it works.

He refers to my body part as "matter".

Why don't you tell me, sir?

Does anybody refer
to a woman's body part as "matter"?

No, no, no.

-You referred to it as matter... matter.
-No, that's not...

Please wait.
We have a long history. I mean...

Sir, your time is over now.

Will this petty guy tell me
how to live my life

-and expect me to listen to him?
-No, no.

And, you, if you have some self-respect,

then don't ever
step foot in his shop again.

Listen, please wait!

What is she doing?

-Taking a selfie.
-Shut up!

I swear I'll make you
famous on social media,

or I'll change my name, got it?

This is not true, sir.

Bloody bastard!

Sir, I'm not the one at fault here.

All the fault lies with God
who blessed a pervert like you

with such talent.

I'll make sure
that nobody employs you in our circle.

Know your future for just ten rupees.

Libras, your moons are not aligned.

It seems like
you're in for a lot of trouble.

Hey. This says I'm under
the influence of malefic planets.

Says that I'm going
to land in trouble soon.

-Whatever will be, will be.
-Whatever will be, will be.

Forget it, man!
Why should I pay to hear bad news?

Fresh watermelon, fresh mangoes,
everything is fresh...

Trouble!

This city of Mumbai is a market.

People start their lives fresh everyday.

Smell fresh and buy fresh.
And bid on fresh.

And when it starts to smell,
they cut it, and throw it away.

Hello, sir. Any work...

I beg of you, get lost.

Nobody will give you
work in this market.

You get out of here, there is no work
for you here. Go.

Buddy, I feel that...

Asshole, you've been feeling
for the last 100 years.

I've been telling you,
"Nanhe, do something, step up. "

You were leaning on
Mr. Jumman for the last three years.

Man, God has blessed you with talent.
Understand?

And what is your head full of?

Just shit. Bullshit!

Here, have some.

If you want to succeed,
open your own shop, Nanhe.

Please turn off the AC.

Yes, madam.

Now, everything is quiet here, ma'am.
Builders have put up their board outside.

Hey! You didn't even water my plants?

I was on leave for ten days, ma'am.

Whoever moves out,
leaves their pots and plants here.

They just wither away here.

I've given away so many, ma'am,
to so many people.

How long will you be staying?

-I will stay here itself now.
-Ma'am.

Mr. Jayanti, the broker,
was bothering me a lot,

so I gave him
Mr. Randheer's U. S. contact number.

Why did you do that?

Don't you dare
share his number without asking me.

-And you stay away from this mess.
-Okay, ma'am.

Go.

May God bless!

Hey, Nanhe.

-Bilkis ma'am.
-Hey, no need! How are you?

I'm good, how are you Bilkis ma'am?

I'm not Bilkis anymore, I'm Bimla now.
Changed name after marriage.

So you're a Hindu now?

Yeah, I have the freedom.

Do you remember Mr. Sonu?
The ferocious tomcat.

The fat, tall, wide, black bull.

-Sonu Gadhwali Production?
-He's my husband.

-I have left Saroj's dance group.
-I see.

I've started my own production
of Bhojpuri movies, independently.

-Okay.
-Forget about me, how are you doing?

-Not so good.
-"Not so good. " Hold this.

You are my old champion.

-This is my number.
-Okay.

I do a lot of shows
in the Dubai, Riyadh, Oman, Muscat region.

I take the whole Bollywood theme there.

I get big orders for my Bollywood themes.

You do have the sewing set up, right?

-Yeah, I do.
-Sure?

Look, I don't want to take any risk.

No, I have it.
I have a machine, bench and a place.

-Okay, buzz me.
-What?

-Call me, call!
-Okay.

Oh, God, you heard my prayers.
Thank you, thank you, dear God.

Sewing machine for 15,000
and 5,000 for the place.

Thread, bobbin and other stuff for 2,000.

Table and chair for 4,000.

If you take some place on rent,
it'll be around 15,000,

and a deposit of 50,000.

If you add the electricity bill,
then it will be 2,000 more.

It'll come to around 100,000 rupees.

Do you have any savings?

-Yeah. I have some savings.
-Okay.

Do one thing, Nanhe.
Do not say no to any work.

Okay.

Right? Like security, or walking dogs.

Right? Loading, painting,
whatever you can get hold of.

Save your earnings.

Baburam, if I could get a place
to set up my business

and some tailoring work,
then my practice wouldn't suffer.

You shouldn't have bragged about
your talent to Sana.

Think before you speak
and look before you leap.

Hey, these penniless ponies chase after me

Token in hand
They've stood in a queue for eternity

Stand straight. Stand straight. Yes.

Is this the way to dance?

Like this...

These penniless ponies chase after me

And all these scowling faces.

Why are you laughing? Go, take a break!

Yes, Kuku.

Yes, Kuku.

Yes, yes. Passports are ready.

-Do you eat chicken?
-Yes.

-Kavita, give him the pizza.
-Yes, ma'am.

Here, this is the sample.
The order is of 200,000.

-200,000?
-Hand it over to him.

It will be done.

All your dancers
have almost the same figures,

so it will not take too long.

You are very smart.

This is one lot,
there are two more groups, 90 in all.

I'll manage. When do we start?

It has started, boss.

-I need everything ready in two weeks.
-Two weeks?

If you cannot do it, better speak up now.
Do not hum and haw later.

Salim is ready.

It will be done.

You keep this for now.

Give it to him.

Now get to work.

Welcome, Nanhe, greetings.

Hello. I want this cloth.

This golden one.

Hey, Chagan.
Get the golden stuff from the corner.

I'll get it.

-Bablu pooped, right?
-Yes, Bablu pooped.

I'll confirm about tomorrow later.

My baby, sweetheart, cutie pie...

Here, 10,000 rupees.

Give me 50,000 at least.

Are you crazy?
I don't print notes at my home.

I'll get advance, I'll pay you.

You have a shop,
when will you start rolling?

See, if you cannot do it, better speak up.

-I'll get it done from Salim this time.
-No, ma'am. I'll do it.

Go, now get moving.

Oh, Sonu sir!

Not that way.

Hey, asshole, move!

You're working out of my shop?

Hey, catch him, catch him!

Don't let him get away!

I don't like eggs in the morning.

-Slow down.
-Omelet and all.

He won't do anything. Hey, come here.

That's cool!

His poop is solid like a donut.

This idiot poops
mashed potatoes with gravy.

-This dog really glows.
-Yeah.

Ma'am uses some cream.

Ma'am uses the cream
and he is the one that glows.

You know, that woman who stays behind,
in Rashi Towers? Always fully decked up.

-That Sasural Simple girl?
-Yeah.

The other day she was walking
her dog, wearing a gold chain,

right here behind the park.

Someone came from behind,
snatched the chain and ran away.

Everything happened in a jiffy.

There was a theft here as well
the night before last, did you know?

That old man in the park,
who moved around with a walker.

His kids live abroad.

Lonely old people are very easy targets.

So, these petty thieves

manage to get into the house
by hook or by crook,

and steal around
30,000-40,000 very easily.

What can the cops do?
They can't keep an eye on every oldie.

And who else has the time
to go around doing social work.

Come on now, time is up. Get going!

Here, hold this.

-Sir, your parcel.
-Yes.

-Hello, sir.
-Focus on your work.

You can take yours.

And I want my tea in the morning on time.
Hey! Hey!

Let me go! I am sorry!

I am sorry!

Hey, I am sorry! Forgive me, sir.

Sir, I swear on my mother,
it was a mistake.

I won't do it again, never again, sir,
please let me go.

Let me go, sir.
I swear I won't do it again.

Let me go.

I am a very poor man.
I won't do it again.

Let me go.

You... kill me.

You want money?

You want jewelry?
I don't want to live. Kill me.

-Strangle me to death!
-No, sir!

-Kill me!
-No, sir!

-No, sir! Let me go, sir. No!
-Kill me please!

-Help Me.
-Let me go.

I made a mistake, sir.

-Let me go, sir!
-Please, help me.

-Let me go!
-Please, please help me.

My shop is like a Rajdhani coupe.
I'll get it done at a cheap rate.

Yeah, that's fine.

Should I shift
this copper to the warehouse?

No, let it be. He is a tailor.
This is of no use to him.

Yeah, yeah. Okay. It's fine. Let it be.

-Okay?
-Yes.

Baburam, how long
will you work as a hawker?

You should set up something big.

-I'll arrange it for you.
-I'll pay you the advance.

Okay. Okay.

Hey, tailor.
Are you here to buy the place?

Tailor.

-How much is it?
-Sixty thousand.

-What?
-Sixty thousand.

Did you not tell him?

Rent is 20,000, and 100,000 deposit.

Brother Liyakat, once his work picks up,
he will pay you.

Trust me. I am here. He is one of our own.

There is a room upstairs as well.
Go, take a look.

-A room!
-Okay.

Hey, Baburam!

This is...

Hey, Phoolan.
There is a smell coming from Kamath's.

What kind of smell?

Like something rotten.

Climb slowly, be careful.

The old man is alive.

What? He's alive?

Come on, splash some water.

Easy, easy, sir.

Here, have some water.

-Sir, are you okay?
-Sir, your glasses.

Yes.

You're badly hurt.
Should we go to the hospital?

There has been a robbery,
but the old man is alive.

There were three dead rats.

Nowadays you get that pack,
that rat trap with the glue. Yeah.

We thought the old man had died.

Hey, watchman!

Idiot. What are you looking at? Come here.

Yes, sir.

Is this how you do your duty?

It stinks so bad.
Wonder how many rats have died.

-Hey, watchman, put in the box.
-Sir, it is glued.

Do you people have any shame or not?

An old man lives here alone.
You should take care of him.

Had he been dead
and his body were rotting for four days,

would you have come to pick it up?

Here, sir! Come.

What all was taken?

Two silver idols were stolen.

My wife's
gold wedding necklace was stolen,

and my savings of 1,200 rupees were taken.

Twelve hundred...

Live like a king,
eat, drink and make merry

Hey, turn off the music.

-Don't be afraid. Will you get me biryani?
-I will do break dance too. Wait!

Do an exotic dance too.

Would you like lamb or chicken?

-Lamb. Ask sir as well.
-Sir?

-Sir?
-Yeah?

-Something to eat?
-No.

-No, no.
-Lamb, lamb.

Sir must have had breakfast at home.

Sir lives all by himself.

That's why there was a robbery.

-Found unconscious on the floor, alone.
-By himself?

The robber stole
some cheap stuff and ran off.

-My wife's wedding necklace is cheap?
-Emotional attachment for you.

Hit sir in the face and ran away.
Sir was drunk at that time.

I had beer and dozed off.

Drinking beer and being drunk
is one and the same thing, sir.

Hit you in the face, but you didn't
see him. That's why you're alive.

No, I did see him!

I did see him.

-Can you recognize him?
-Yes, I can.

Then he must be a newbie.

You know, in our criminal community,

if the victim sees your face,
then you have to kill the victim.

Who wants to deal with
the whole eye-witness trouble later on.

-What has he stolen?
-He's not an ordinary thief.

He supplied 40 SUVs in the elections.

-To whom?
-Who uses cars in elections?

Exactly.

Sir, last year we found 16 bodies.

That too after a gap of four to six days.

We got to know
only when the stench started spreading.

Do you get it?
Juhu, Malabar Hill, all posh areas.

So, be a little careful.

After my wife passed away,

people kept on bringing milk, curd, sugar,
cake for a couple of months.

After that? It's been 12 years,

and nobody has bothered
to ring the doorbell since.

Not even me.

Had my body been found today,
everybody would've come with flowers.

Do you go to parks or not?

Are you part of some group there?

The thing is
you elderly people should

be a little careful.

So, start interacting with your neighbors.

When they will see you face to face,
they will realize that you exist.

I am not that social.

Okay. Then, become social.

Come, come, come here!

With water or without?

There are so many people everywhere.

Even amidst so many people,
a lonesome person is still lonely.

Do you live alone?

I am alone, and lonely...

and getting older.

I think one should not
install tiles in the washrooms.

Old people tend to slip on tiles
and break their hips.

And then, their body is found
after four days.

-Whose body?
-Your body.

My body.
His body, their body, everybody's body.

Which is only found after the stench.

-I was telling him...
-Does anybody

talk about broken hips
and dead bodies at this age?

You don't have tiles
in your washroom, do you?

Dad, why do you have
to listen to anybody's lecture?

-But...
-You should have walked away.

Does this park allow purebred dogs only?

-Ma'am, they are all stray dogs.
-They are strays?

What are you, a millionaire?

I'll get them vaccinated for rabies,
what will you do?

Ma'am, then you might as well
talk to the park trustees.

Really? I might as well
talk to the prime minister.

And don't you dare
hit them in the future. Got it?

I am a Punjabi. Punjabi.

I'll make mincemeat out of you
and feed it to them. Bloody fucker!

Hello.

-Hello, ma'am.
-What is it?

Your... Your handkerchief fell down there.

You've done it!

I'm making the full payment.

Here.

-Will you do a big project?
-Yeah, sure.

Take a look.
You have two weeks, what do you say?

-How much is the order for?
-800,000.

Tell me, or else I'll go to Salim.

No, I'll do it.
I'll get a couple of more tailors.

Right, Mushtaq?

-We will work it out.
-Yes.

One lakh rupees advance.

These film industry guys
take people for a ride.

Be careful, Nanhe.

That's my Bilkis ma'am.
I have done a lot of work with her.

She is honest to the core.

The order is worth 800,000. Get it?

What?

Yeah, exactly.
They take people for a ride

with their sweet talk.

If tomorrow, Bilkis gives a flying kiss
and vanishes, what will you do?

The rent for Liyakat's shop
and 700,000 extra, think about it, Nanhe.

-You'll pay by card or cash?
-Cash.

-Congratulations.
-Okay.

Hey! What are you doing, man?

Hey, Rondu, get me a juice.

You'll have to wait, I have customers.

-I don't look like a customer to you!
-Okay.

You can take this.

Why are you giving it for free?

Take it. I've already had one.

Are you new to Mumbai?

-No, it's been three years.
-Three?

Come on!
If he is offering, take it, Rawas.

Why do you care about how
long he has been here?

Add some ice.

-Started your tantrums?
-It's really hot.

Your heat is different, Rawas.
Ice won't be able to help you.

I am thinking of moving to Dubai.

The Arabs out there hide gold biscuits
in their nighties, Rondu.

Yeah, they hide snakes in there too.

Nighties are for ladies. Ladies.

Who got laid?

No. For the ladies. For women.

The Arabs wear kaftans.

Are you from Dubai?

No, I am a tailor. I have sewn kaftans.

Hey...

Sir, there was a box here. Did you see it?

I kept a box, big box here.
Did you not see it?

My... I kept the machine right here,
did you not see it?

Do you guys have eyes or not? Move!

I had kept the machine right here, man.

I kept the machine.

Pakiya took it.

Oh, my box! My box!

-Yeah, what happened?
-Did you steal a box from Rondu stall?

Bring it back.

Oh, man!

It was right here.
Right here, the machine...

Come.

-That guy won't beat me, right?
-Not at all, man.

You come here. What's in the box?

It's a sewing machine.

-Who the fuck are you, man?
-Nanhe.

Fucker, I wanna know your job, not name.

I am a women's tailor.

Oh, yes.

You mentioned. You sew Afghans, right?

No, no. Not Afghans, kaftan.

You're gonna rot here in Mumbai.

Hey, tailor!

-Where is your kid?
-He is at school.

Do you want some breakfast?

Will you get me Pav Bhaji?

You are not dark-skinned.

We apply shoe polish on our bodies.

The work we do is a facade.

Nobody cares whether
you're really disabled or faking it.

If they are in a good mood,

they will roll down the car window
and give money.

Do I look like a beggar to you, fucker?

If I slap you in front of everybody,
you'll lose all your respect.

I'll pay you, sir.

Things are working out slowly
and gradually, there's no issue now.

I'll squeeze the money out of you.

-Don't you take me lightly.
-Not at all.

Got it?

What is this?

Sorry, brother.

Fresh, fresh. The mangoes are fresh.

POPRITER - BABURAM
FRUIT AND KAATE

Fresh, fresh.

-Everything is fresh?
-Of course.

-Do you do home delivery?
-Where, ma'am?

-Dhavalgiri, N. G. Road.
-It'll be done.

Mrs. Handa, 201.
Do you want to write it down?

-I'll remember.
-Mrs. Handa, 201, Dhavalgiri, N. G. Road.

-Got it.
-Okay?

I haven't seen you around here, ma'am.

I've just came back from Canada.

-From Canada? Yes.
-Yeah.

-Send it over, okay?
-Yes.

Dhavalgiri, one-zero...

Hey, Nanhe. Thank you.

Hey, wait, Premkanta!

Hey, how are you?

Invite us to Canada sometime, dear.
Let us taste the fun too.

It's your own house,
you can come whenever you want.

Randheer didn't come?

He works around the clock.
He's always busy.

And Satnaam is busier than him.

Both of them work.

Just that I miss Leela a lot.

Hey, do call me whenever
you have religious or social gatherings.

Very few turn up nowadays.
Everybody is busy in their own worlds.

Look at Prem.
I'm seeing her after two months.

You might as well meet us here only.

Yeah, okay.

I'll be right back.
I gotta say goodbye to Mrs. Bhatiya.

She's fled from there.

Her daughter-in-law beat her up.

I know everything.

So, shall we invite her for kitty?

Forget it, dear. Why bother?

I don't want to hear sob stories at kitty.

Phoolchand! Hey, Phoolchand!

Hey!

You're stealing? You're stealing?
You're stealing?

No! Hey! I'll get hurt! I'll get hurt!

-I'll get hurt.
-Help! Help! Thief!

Somebody help me! Is anybody there?

Should I get tea or coffee?
Check the register.

Take a look here. See this.

-What happened?
-There was a theft here last night.

-Where?
-The foreigner's house.

-Really?
-Yeah.

She's an Indian, right?

Sir, this guy in the blue shirt
loiters around here every day.

In mornings and evenings.
He just keeps staring at the balcony.

That's the problem with singles.
I was robbed, too.

Sir, this is Mrs. Prakash Kaur Handa.

-There was a theft at her home.
-What was stolen?

Sir, she's come from abroad,
so dollars, Indian currency etc.

Some jewelry too.

Earrings, bangles. How much in all?

Around 200,000.

Yeah, around 200,000.

Did the guy
attack you with a knife or anything?

No. Nothing like that happened.

Sir, step into the light.

Do... Do you know him?

-No.
-What?

What were you doing
under her building for the past ten days?

I was surveying.

-What were you doing?
-Survey.

-What?
-Survey! Survey!

What kind of survey?

Survey of those people's houses
who live alone.

You only advised me
to make friends and not stay alone.

Come here. Sit down.

How do you know that she lives alone?

Told you, I did the survey.

You mean you followed her?

After exploring here and there,
I realized after seven days

that the burglar might also
be doing the same surveying like me.

-How are you so confident?
-There was a theft, right?

Then, why didn't you tell?

-I was about to.
-Then?

First, I thought I'll befriend her.

But the theft happened
before I could do that.

Good, the prediction is good.

Want to be an informant for us?

-Can I leave?
-Yes, please.

-Ms. Dhome...
-Yes, sir.

Ma'am, do call us, if you face any issues.

-Ms. Dhome, share my number.
-Yes, sir.

Namaste.

Sir...

Who is the next target
for your friendship?

Tell me, sir.

JILA CIRCLE MAIN CHAUKI

Please come, ma'am. Please sit inside.

Hey! This psycho followed me here too?

Is anybody there?

-Inspector Mane!
-Hey, I... I have a similar case.

-What case?
-Case of loneliness.

-What?
-Lone...

Let Inspector Mane come.
He will make you...

Hey, ma'am.

-Shut up, shut up!
-What are you doing, ma'am?

-What a mess I am in! Fuck!
-Hey, ma'am.

Let's go. Everything is ready.
We've found four suspects.

I am not going to sit with that guy.

Ma'am, he is Kamath.
There was a theft at his house too.

He was even hit on the face.

-Who else lives in his house?
-He lives by himself.

He seems crazy.

No, ma'am. He is not crazy.

He is a very good man.
Go on, don't be scared.

Do me a favor.
Give one to him, and wear one yourself.

Please go. Don't worry. Please go.

-Here.
-Thank you.

Don't worry.

Suspect number one.

Suspect number two.

Suspect number three.

Suspect number four.

Identification parade over.

I thought you are a psycho.

-Psycho?
-Yeah.

Those who stalk people, scare them
with knives and daggers

like those in English movies.

Just a minute. Just a minute, ma'am.

-When did I stalk you with knives?
-You did follow me, didn't you?

I am sorry for that.

No, I should be
the one apologizing to you.

I misunderstood you.

The fact is that in today's world
one cannot think straight.

-See, I do surveys...
-Survey?

-Yes.
-So, you used to be a surveyor?

No, I worked with Zodox Company.

In quality control.
I used to check the efficacy of drugs.

You tasted
the drugs to check their efficacy?

Listen, please, don't get me wrong.

Hi.

Isn't Prakash a masculine name?

No. It's Prakash Kaur.
It's quite common with Punjabis.

Vikas Kaur, Sandeep Kaur, Kuldeep Kaur.

That's how Madrasis are too, right?

K. P. L. M. Prasad, T. V. K. Murdagaus.

-And what about...
-I am not a Madrasi.

You are not a Madrasi?

-No.
-Then, what are you?

Karnataka Karwar.

You are a Madrasi from Karnataka.

No.

From the Karnataka-Maharashtra border.

I speak both Kannadiga
and Marathi languages.

-You are a Marathi?
-I'm not from Maharashtra.

I am from Karwar.

-Karwari Madrasi?
-Kannadiga.

So Kannadiga Madrasi, right?

Not everybody in the south is Madrasi.

Ours is simple.
Anybody asks, "Who are you?"

Punjabi from Punjab.

Whether you're in London, USA or Canada,
you're a Punjabi. That's it, fucker!

-Did you just swear?
-What?

You swore?

My dear brother. My dear brother.

-Please give me some food.
-What brother? Get away from the car!

Uncle, you wait here.
I have to do some work. Okay?

Did you stitch it?

For me?

Shall I wear this and stand at the lights?

No, this is for going out somewhere.

I am outside.

I mean to watch a movie and all.

That would be inside, isn't it?

You finally started?

I am not looking for clients.

-Then? Are you going to get married?
-Yeah.

The hottie is a great dancer!

What a dancer!

-Do you know my real name?
-What?

Rani.

-Are you a Hindu?
-I don't know.

I could be a Muslim as well.

-What are you?
-Hindu.

Madahosh Gupta.

People call me "Nanhe, Nanhe" lovingly.

-"Nanhe, Nanhe"?
-Hey, just Nanhe.

Shut up, Chocobar!

Why, is your mom giving birth?

Hey!

He is wearing all red.
He'll have a bull chasing him.

It's a myth.
Bulls don't go after red clothes.

Red!

What's with the drama?

-What were you doing?
-He can't hear, he has those things on.

This thing, that thing
This thing, that thing

DiCosta, DiCosta, Fernandes

In this world, everybody is bound
to go crazy once in their lifetime.

People act normal out of fear.

I like craziness.

Your energy is something else.

You talk so much, add jokes in your talks
and then you laugh so much

that it goes on and on!

-So, what's wrong in that? Yes.
-It's very good.

Look at me,
I don't even know to laugh at myself.

I am talking to a woman
after 12 years.

Whenever I talked to men,
they just swore, complained and taunted.

They never talked about mankind,

health, music, dance, gossip, happiness,

dance and all that.

Sorry, I've never talked so much.

Sorry, I went blank.

No worries.

If you remember something, say it.

If it doesn't, then don't say.

But if you want to talk
about any topic, just say it.

But life is not a topic.

Nor is it a calculator,
that ten plus ten is equal to 20.

You know, a raw mango, the sour one,
with salt.

When you see that

and your mouth drools,

that's exactly what life is.

When you stop drooling,
that fucks up your life.

I learn a lot when I'm with you.

Hey! Don't jinx it, I just love talking.

But there should be someone to talk to.

If I talk to myself, people will send me
to the nuthouse. Fuckers!

I talk to myself.

Now you won't.

Ma'am.

-Give it to me.
-No, it's mine.

Four kids.
Doesn't the mom look a bit too young?

I was also carrying a child.

But I aborted it.

Becoming a mother is bloody fucked.

Our bodies go through so much.

First, these are formed.
Then, these grow slowly.

Blood from down there.

Men keep ogling at us
from top to bottom all the time.

The way they look at you,

like the clothes will rip
and they will see it all.

Where is your husband?

What husband, man?

I didn't marry that guy.

His name was Rafeek.

But he used to wear something...

like a crucifix in his ear.

We went on bike rides at night.

He also used to get falooda for me.

He had a passion for poetry.

"In blood I pen this letter,
it's not plain you see.

"Take me as your lover, baby,
a brother I don't want to be. "

Bloody, Rafeek.

He moved to Dubai.

There is nobody now. Nothing.

They're pretty.

What happened, Madrasi?
You seem to be lost in deep thoughts.

-Nothing like that, just...
-If sea scares you, why didn't you say so?

-We could've gone to the mall.
-That's not the issue.

I am not scared of the sea.

I feel sorry for the waves.

Bashing against the rocks day after day,
crying out for help.

But how does anyone help them?

You cannot catch them.

If you put them in a pail,
they turn to salty water.

The waves dies.

Mrs. Handa, I am sure that I am a wave.

I am stuck in the curse of good health.

-Madrasi?
-Yeah?

There are two types of circles in life.

One is the life we live.

That is over.

And the other, where life lives us.

The one that's going on right now.

Dubai is across the sea, right?

Yeah, might be.

So half the water is ours
and the other theirs, right?

Yeah, something of that sort.

Right.

Then the fish
must be enjoying both the sides.

Yeah.

Bloody, us humans are stuck here.

-If you are poor, then...
-Hey!

You are always cribbing, man.

Bloody, crybaby!

No, Actually...

The thing is that
when you are out in the open,

the brain also frees up.

I want a room with a skylight, you know.

It's been years
since I saw the sky lying in bed.

In the city, you cannot
even see the stars clearly.

You know, in our village,
the sky is crystal clear.

When we were small, we used to
start counting the stars from one end

and went on to the other end.
Counting ended, but the stars didn't.

What do you mean by "we"?

Me and Badkau, my elder brother.

Have you ever slept with...

-Have you ever slept with a girl?
-To count stars?

Stars! Bloody hell!

I never was attracted to anyone.

Are you attracted to me?

Attraction happens on its own,
and not when one wants to.

What about now?

Now in this dress, you are looking good.
I want to look at you.

What if I take off the dress?

I've never talked
to any girl about all this.

About what?

About the birds and the bees.

Nobody ever made me laugh so much, man.

-Will you meet me every day?
-Yes.

Does this open?

I've never thought about it.
Maybe it does.

Hey, Nanhe!

Hey, whose is this?

This is my mother's.

Here.

You keep it.

Keep it.

No.

-Take it.
-No!

Keep it, don't worry. Take it.

You keep it.

No.

-Wear it.
-Here, take it.

You can wear it later.

I'm not going to take it back.

Namaste.

-Where's the rest, man?
-I'll pay you, sir.

You are enjoying a lot
with this street girl.

I'll bury you and Baburam alive, you wait.

Return the 50,000 pronto,
or your shop will be shut down.

Nanhe, you won't get a warning next time.
You'll be thrown out on the street.

When the boy approaches the girl,
she will tuck her tummy in.

Look. And as soon as he leaves,
she will release her tummy.

See, it's nice
to observe things carefully at this age.

It means that your brain is working right.

This beauty spot of yours is a little big.

It has three hairs, like a beard.

I observed that.

This beauty spot of mine
which is a little big,

receives signals from Mars.

-Handa home, Handa home.
-Are you kidding?

You shouldn't observe
certain things about women,

you shouldn't even see them.

She is fat. She hasn't dyed her hair.
She has fake teeth.

No! You shouldn't see.

Even if there is something off
about a woman, consider her to be perfect.

I shall. I was unaware of all this.

So many men roam in the park

with hair sticking out of their nose,
their ears.

Doesn't it look gross?

Nose hair is needed, dear.
They work as filters for pollution.

Then make filter coffee!

You'll make filter coffee
with nose hair. Bloody hell!

I don't understand
why God has put hair everywhere.

Now, women have hair
on legs, on arms.

Sometimes they even have
a moustache and beard.

Why, man?

Come on.

-Come on.
-Where are you taking me, Madrasi?

You are my survey partner from today.

I followed you for a whole week.
I know your whole schedule.

The thief must have done the same, right?

Red rabbit.

Right side. First floor.

You see?

JEEVAN SUDHA

He's looking this way!

-Hey. Madrasi!
-Just a minute.

Both the flats belong to him.

Handamma! Handamma!

I was a little rude yesterday,
I'm sorry for that.

What a great survey partner!

Actually, Randheer had also called.

By the way, what work does Randheer do?

He is an aeronautical engineer.
He's been in Canada for the past 10 years.

He works at that company, Boeing Expo.

-Is he at a high post?
-Yeah.

He got married all of a sudden.
We couldn't even attend.

My husband scolded him a lot.

Then the fool surprised us that

my granddaughter, Leela,
was born out of wedlock.

Then he sent Leela's photo,
and we both just melted.

She is so sweet.

-Both her cheeks have dimples.
-Really?

She calls me by my name.

"Pakach, Pakach! Hey, Pakach!"

She cannot pronounce "sh",
so she says "ch".

She doesn't have any teeth yet.

Oh, Leela.

And Mr. Handa...

It's been three years.

They are both busy,

so they couldn't even
make it to the memorial.

I see.

Hey, Bimla.

Sonu, do not touch me.

-I have to pay for the unit, Bimla.
-Why are you bothering me?

-Bimla, I have to talk to you.
-I don't want to talk to you.

Here, pack these three extra dresses.
Hurry up.

-Can you hear me, sister?
-Yes, Nanhe. Tell me.

I've got the sample of the cloth
that you had told me to get.

It cost a lot, ma'am. It's very expensive.

When are you coming back from Dubai?

I am still here only.
I am leaving tonight.

That's going to mess up everything.

I need some advance.

-So shall I come and get it from you?
-Nanhe, don't bore me.

What kind of tailor are you?
When will you learn to roll?

I mean...

-Bimla, Bilkis! Do not mess with my mind.
-Hello?

-Kill me. Don't you have any shame?
-Hello?

Hello?

Nanhe, I'm really overwhelmed with work!

You come and see me next week.

But...

Damn it.

-Glory to God.
-What's this, Nanhe?

I was getting Kacchi Dabeli
for you from Umargam, so I got delayed.

This time I'm short by 40,000 rupees.

-No, you better talk to Mr. Nanu.
-Yes.

-Order that saffron drink.
-Yes.

-I am calling him.
-Yes, talk to him.

-Lotya, pick it up.
-Glory to God, Mr. Nanu.

I am good, how are you doing?

Mr. Nanu, I'm 40,000 rupees
short this time.

Yeah. No, no, I'll pay.
I'll give the full amount next week.

If you won't support me, who else will?

Brother Nanhe, you'll go a long way!

-Get inside.
-What's the matter?

Where is my stuff?

Sir... I was short of funds.

Asshole! Was it your father's stuff?

Should I sell your machine?

-Tell me!
-Not sold, I just pawned it.

Hey! Didn't I tell you to leave me alone?

You get moving.

He sold off all the expensive stuff.

Who's going to pay me for it? His father?

Baburam, I want my previous due of 50,000,
and together with this, total 550,000.

Pay right now or vacate the place!

-If he absconds tomorrow, who'll pay me?
-I will, I will.

I don't know. He pawned it
or shoved it up his ass, I want it back.

I'll show you, you motherfucker.

Bloody bastard.

You stole stuff?

I really needed the funds.

Needed funds.

Do people start stealing
when they are in need?

-Forgive me, brother.
-Let go of my hand.

-Let go! Leave me out of it.
-Brother, I beg of you, forgive me.

Get lost!

RING THE BELL!

Sonu sir, sweets for you.

I worked with you
in the Chandrakala TV show.

We did the shooting
in Kaalia Maidan, Film City.

Film City.

You remember, you had gotten
a 1,000 underpants stitched.

With the tiger print, and elastic?

I stitched them.

Our Bimla ma'am
was Bilkis ma'am back then.

-I am Nanhe. Nanhe, the tailor.
-Shut up, asshole.

Your Bimla ma'am has run away.

-Run away?
-Get lost, fucker!

-Hey, Sonu sir. How could this be?
-Hey!

I have delivered all the dresses.

Sonu sir! I'll not be able to survive.
Give me my money.

-Go away!
-I am not leaving.

-Give me my money. I am not leaving.
-I'll thrash you!

I am getting it.

She ruined my life,

-and you want your money?
-You're hitting--

My money... It's my money!

Did you ask me before taking the money?

Is this for me? Sweater?

Scarf?

What is it then?

This is a toran for the waves.

I've brought it home.

Stop calling yourself a wave
and hang this on the door.

This is the club.

Look, Sukhani is sitting there.

He too lives alone?

The wealthy loner.

Such behavior is not appropriate
at the time of the survey.

This is Sundar Sukhani's house.

He is drinking at the bar and
all the lights are on, total waste.

Hey! I saw someone there.

-Look at the window.
-I just told you there's nobody at home.

I just saw someone.

He has no relatives, he stays alone.

No, no. Call him. Let's do that.

No, no. Call 100. Do it.

What will I say after dialing the number?

That we were surveying down here
and saw a thief up there?

What do we do?

-What are you doing? Don't go inside.
-One minute.

-Who are you? Thief!
-I saw him!

Where are you going?

Thief! Thief!

Hey, yellow t-shirt! Stop! Stop!

What happened? Killed him! You killed him?

-He ran away.
-Ran away!

Come on! Let us run too.
Come on! Let's leave this place.

Good night, dear.

-Bye.
-Good night, dear.

It's getting late.
I have to wake up early.

She's gone upstairs.

-She's gone.
-She's alone.

She's coming back.

She's gone.

-Let's leave.
-Wait for a couple of minutes.

How unscrupulous these thieves can be.

What do they even think?

Why are you thinking like a thief?

No harm in thinking, right?
We're not thieves.

Which is this painting?

-Mrs. Handa!
-Thirty-three, 34, 35...

Prakash!

Have you gone mad?

He won't be back till 11:00 pm.

Do you want to drink his beer till 10:45?

Yes, you were the one who said

that life is living us,
and this time won't come back.

It won't.

Hey! It's 10:45, bloody fucker!
Come on, get up!

Hurry up.

I'll turn off the light.

Good morning, Mr. Bhonsle.

Has anybody reported a theft?

What theft?

Like any...

Just that it's been so many days.

-No suspect was...
-... was caught.

-... was caught.
-That's why.

Had we found something,
we would have called.

But this is good, you know,
what you both are doing.

Stick together. Okay?

And you should be alert at all times.

Yeah, Jitender! What's up?

Who is this guy?

Tabrez Panjwani, stays in lane four.

What was he saying in Sindhi?

He was saying that
he's leaving by flight tonight.

Some cheap Bharat Air
international flight.

The key is "under welcome".

What does "under welcome" mean?

Now, you don't start getting any ideas.

-Got it?
-Of course.

Totally over.

We had our fun once, had beer, that's it.

Right! We are not professional thieves.

-It's plastic.
-Madrasi!

-This is the last one, okay?
-The last one. Come on.

These girls...

Thief.

You are here to rob me?

But you live in Matru Maya.

Son of a bitch.

-Sir, no cussing.
-Cussing?

I'll show you cussing, wait.

I am talking to you calmly.

A thief expects me to talk calmly?

You've snuck in here too.

I know the person who lives here.

He is a Bengali guy,
he comes to walk in the park.

You did the robbery
in Dhavalgiri too, right?

Forget about what I did.

If you call the cops,
we both will be in trouble.

-Shall I call them?
-Go ahead.

-Shall I call them? Shall I?
-Go ahead. Yes. Yes.

I'm saying call them.

-Why did you hit him?
-I don't know!

Come on, now! "I don't know. "

I don't know. Leave now.

-What happened?
-Watch your step.

What have you done?

Watch the steps. Careful.

What happened? Mrs. Handa!

Mrs. Handa, what happened?

What happened, dear? What is it?

I... I will get a cab.

What do you do for work?

I am a tailor.

How did this happen?

A pot fell on my head.

You should be more careful.

You've got four stitches.

No rice, potato, lemon for ten days.

Got it? There's a wound in your feet too.

You're taking the medicines
I prescribed last week, right?

Hey! Who are you?

-A lady was brought here...
-You cannot come here.

-Just once...
-No. Not at all. Leave. Go out. No.

-Just once...
-No, please go out.

Don't you understand?
I'll repeat 100 times?

-Out! Security!
-Just...

What are you doing outside? Come here.

He's trying to come inside the ICU.

Hey, stop!

Bed number 127, they've called you.

Seeing your nose...

up close...

reminded me of filter coffee.

Don't laugh so much.
After a few days you can.

Don't stop me, Madrasi.

I am laughing heartily
after three years.

My life was over.

My heart was beating,

so I was still alive.

Today, after so many years,
I want to live life again.

I was suffocating in Canada.

Oh, God. I was suffocating in Canada.

Forget about everything.

Now, we will live.

We will live...

just the way we want to.

Okay?

That thief...
That thief didn't die, right?

That thief...

Babu...

She makes very good Pav Bhaji.

No. I got the pav from the bakery.

It's upstairs, go.

Will you marry her?

What is her name?

Rani.

Rani!

Nanhe's Rani, is it?

You are brimming with happiness.

Now, do one thing.

Make her stop
the traffic lights business.

No, brother. She has quit all that.
She has changed.

Now, start selling eggs, chips,
pickles from house to house.

Take up that work.

Got it?

Why are you crying, dear?

You get me worried, man.

Shall I warm up the pav in oil?

-These are the bills. Please pay them.
-Yes.

-Meanwhile, I will prepare the discharge.
-Thank you.

How much is it?

Don't worry, we will talk about it later.

-Should we call Randheer?
-No.

Do you have insurance?

No.

Okay.

Two lakh fifty-five thousand.

Did you count it?

Yes.

Two lakh fifty-six thousand.

What are you doing here?

You're working as a hooker?

Have you lost your mind?

Why did you follow me?

Why do you have to do all this?

Who are you, man?
Who are you? Look at me.

Are you my father? My husband?

You had fun for a few days,
that makes me your property?

I told you that I'm there for you,
what's the need to do this?

It's my wish!

I like to sleep around, okay?

What will you do? Become my pimp?
Will you become my pimp?

What did you
accomplish with your business?

You are drowning in debt.

I need to use the washroom.

A train goes from platform number five.

You can see
a small family in every window.

You are from Ghazipur, right?

Ghazipur or Mumbai, it hardly matters now.

Every place is a swamp.

Do you have a family?

I have an elder brother.

Do you talk to him?

We don't get along.

I used to get along with my mother.

She cried a lot when I ran away from home.

I miss her a lot.

But if I go there now,
what if she is no more?

It will be really painful.

Why did you leave home?

Brother's door was smashed.

I smashed it.

Bloody sister-in-law complained.

So, brother beat Mom up
with a burning stick.

There's an animal
inside every human being.

It lies dormant.

But when it wakes up,
that's when a person starts sinning.

That is why, this city is making me
commit one sin after another.

What sin, man?

I broke into a house,
hit the guy, and broke his nose.

And stole jewelry, and fled.

Broke into another house.

She was my mother's age.

I pushed her,
wrapped her in a mattress and hit her.

She is in the hospital now.

She must have died.

I don't know.

Then, another house.

Then another, and another.

But now I am tired, Baburam.

I don't want anything now.

I want to go to my village.

What do I do? Shall I end my life?

I should end my life on these tracks.

What the hell is this city, man?

What is this life?

Hello, who is this?

Kamath who?

Randheer... Is that Randheer?

Sorry, I didn't recognize you.

I am your mom's friend from the park.

-I didn't know that you were back.
-I just came today.

How's your little daughter, Leela?

She calls your mother "Pakach-Pakach".
Very sweet.

-Is there anything urgent?
-I called your mom for dinner today.

I am making Panipuri for her

and she is bringing Kadhi-Pakodi.

-It would be nice, if you came along.
-She's gone to bed.

You can call tomorrow, please.

Randheer?

What are you doing?

I know what I am doing, Mom.

You had a heart attack.
There reports show alcohol.

-Is this your age to do all this?
-Is this how you talk to your mom?

What do you want?

Do you want me to be your wife's maid?
Is that what you want?

Then go to hell!

-It's good.
-Shall I serve some more?

Look, brother.

If you maintain kinship in business,
then you will be finished.

-Understood?
-Yes.

That's why I say,
run business according to business.

Enough. Enough.

Give some more.

Enough.

Look, friendship is one thing.

-Are you done?
-Yes.

I don't eat more than this at night.

Liyakat.

Why are you here?

Had I not come here,
how would I have known your status?

Are you marrying that tailor?

No, if I quit this work,
who will take care of people like you?

-Hey, whore!
-Say it loudly.

Shall I say it? "Whore!"

Look. Don't make a scene here.

Right.

My body is business for me, right?

Similarly, the day
you buy your own shop, you pimp,

only then will I respect you.

Sir.

Ma'am is not at home.

Okay, I will wait.

No. Look, sir,
if you stay here, I'll call the cops.

Give this to her.

I've been told not to take anything.

Please leave.

What's it?

What's it to you?

What are you doing?

-Hey, move. I'm leaving.
-Hey!

-Hey, I am going down. Leave me!
-What the hell are you doing here?

Hey! Stop! Phoolan!
The thief is running away! Catch him!

Asshole! Hey! Motherfucker!

-Good evening.
-Good evening, sir.

How are you, guys?

Police and extortion is bothering us, sir.

It's crowded, but nobody wants
to know their future.

They take selfies and get moving.

-Sir, would you please hear your future?
-Okay.

Astrological sign Taurus. 75 years old.

Astrological sign, Taurus.
Your life will be happy again.

Focus more on your health.

-Hello?
-Hello, Madrasi. I'm at the airport.

I am leaving for Canada. Bye.

The flight is on time.

The number you have dialed
is currently busy.

Drive a little faster, please.

One, two, three, four...
How long has it been?

Eight hours.

Shouldn't we get overtime for working
more than eight hours?

Why are we working for free here?

I work, you work,
this sir works, everybody works.

Then why don't they pay us?

What do they get by cutting our pay?

Sir.

-Thank you.
-It's homemade.

-No, thank you.
-My wife made it.

Did you miss the flight, sir?

I came here to see off someone.

But I was late.
The flight departed to Canada.

I don't know if we'll meet again or not.

Everything in life
either happens before time or after time.

Why doesn't anything happen on time?

I have no disease at all.

I tried a lot to live by the alarm.

To keep my distance from all.

I lived every day,
lived for a lot of days.

I don't need attachment now.

Do you know what is attachment, dear?

No?

Attachment is the most dangerous thing,

once it happens, then your
arrogance is destroyed

I was arrogant, why should I lie?

I was never so talkative.
I used to be reserved.

People took me to be crazy.

Now I've become talkative,
and you must think I am crazy.

-No, no.
-I don't care.

I tried to shield myself.

But somehow,

I still got trapped
in the video game of this city.

The player will fire a bullet,
you have to dodge it.

Me, him, you, the pilot,
all are in this game.

How long will we dodge?

Finally, one day you get hit.

The video game is over.

I'm still alive,
even after my game was over.

I got cheated. Fuck!

Fuck. Fuck!

Sorry, she used to say that. Sorry.

By the way...

When you go out, face up, mouth shut,
you get it? No drama!

If you recognize, then nod to say "yes".

Otherwise, "no".

Suspect number one.

Suspect number two.

Suspect number three.

All done.

What are you staring at, Madrasi?

But you...

I got a signal from Mars.

Where is Nanhe?

It's closed since last night,
he hasn't come.

Is it?

If he comes,
tell him Bilkis was here...

-Okay.
-... to give the payment.

Okay.