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BUNTY AND BABLI

This is India.

Shining bright.

Inviting to fulfill your dreams.

Come and fulfill them.

If you have the hunger

come, satisfy it.

Respect, fame, money, power will befriend you.

Your life will be a never-ending dream.

This is the scintillating India

that Bunty and Babli dreamt of.

And here is the reality they lived in.

This India teaches you to dream as big as your reach.

To be as hungry as you can afford to be.

To move only in line.

Move up, but not on anybody’s shoulder.

Respect, honesty, compassion.

These should be your principles.

Well, this also is India.

The India where Bunty and Babli grew up.

But where they felt suffocated.

This world has two kinds of people.

One who do the same work all their life.

The other who do various works in one lifetime.

This was their philosophy, not mine. And they lived up to it.

And boy, did they prove it! In a way that's unheard of in the past

and would remain thus in the future.

LUCKNOW

BULANDSHAHAR

Nobody could fathom the amount of fun and thrill they gathered in one lifetime.

DELHI IS NOT FAR.

AGRA

Maybe they didn't too.

HRISHIKESH

Or maybe they did!

From small towns And boring afternoons

I’m packing and moving out.

The rains are light The river is low

I’ll cruise along the sea.

I’m on my way, O Ramchandra

I’m on my way, O Ramchandra

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga The smoke billows

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga The whistle blows

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga It's calling me

Make way for me

I want to touch the clouds

I want to engrave my name there

With large blocks of coal

I’ll build my home on the road

Across the moon

From small towns And boring afternoons

I’m packing and moving out

The rains are light The river is low

I’ll cruise along the sea

I’m on my way, O Ramchandra

I’m on my way, O Ramchandra

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga The smoke billows

Chugga chugga, chugga chugga The whistle blows

I move as the cool winds

Caress my hair

I am the earth I’m the sky

And the world is behind me

The moon adorns my forehead

I dwell among the stars

It's my call for sure

Oh, it is my call for sure

-It won’t come. -It will.

-Won’t come. -Will!

Go and bathe in the alley.

Or you’ll have to wait your lifetime.

You’ll keep pushing me. There are other people there.

-What? -Ma... this is...

This world has two kinds of people. The first crowds around taps.

The second installs taps

to avoid queues at taps.

-I belong to the second category. -Big deal!

You spent forty rupees on this!

-How much more will you spend? -Don’t nag.

This is not an expense Its an investment.

Today you spend fifty rupees on it.

Tomorrow you install this shower at the roadside and charge people.

Two rupees fifty paise for five persons a day.

Investment recovered in twenty days.

Then two rupees fifty paise profit a day.

Enough. You’re giving me a headache.

This is the problem with Fursatganj.

People get a headache if I discuss ideas.

Remember my chit fund idea?

-There’s a finance company in Lucknow... -Enough!

I’m telling you, you’ll end up in jail one day.

There! Told you!

Why won’t it? It will come.

How else would he drown otherwise?

Why? What’s up?

Today was your interview at the Railways! You did not go?

I did! Pandeyji had called.

He said before recommending him,

make sure he attends the interview!

I put my career on the line to arrange another one tomorrow.

Thank god he allowed it.

He might have, but I am not willing.

Rakesh, don’t fool around all the time.

I don’t want to be a ticket collector.

Then what will you do? Invent absurd schemes all your life?

All of Fursatganj makes fun of you.

You want to add fuel it?

Donkeys live in Fursatganj.

They can only feed on grass and carry loads.

I will do neither.

-You’ll become a Birla, Tata or Ambani! -Why not?

Did they fall from the sky? They were born on this land.

They were born on the land. You don’t seem to walk on it!

Father don’t start again!

I’ve said it time and again.

I’m not going to waste my live on a boring job.

I’ve worked for thirty years.

Have I wasted my life?

Father, you’ve served the government all your life.

Have they done anything for you?

35 years wearing this worn out coat on the same route.

Does one passenger remember you?

Tomorrow if you pass away,

will it affect anyone other than mother and me?

Will the trains come to a halt for a day?

Father your life has no respect, fun or aim.

This black coat shames you.

When I go to the city people bow to me.

Shopkeepers stand up for me. TC Sir, Trivedi is on the way.

All because...

of this coat.

It's untainted as I’ve never been dishonest.

That is my pride.

Rakesh.

The interview is at 9 am tomorrow.

Either be there or go away

and live your life.

Because I can’t live according to your standards.

Forgive me.

You’re beautiful,

so are you...

you’re no less.

Go easy on the lipstick...

Shouldn’t look cheap.

One tip for you.

Slit clothes don’t make you sexy.

There should be something in the eyes. Like this.

Dear, God.

This girl is nuts!

Madam, if worshiping beauty is madness, I plead guilty.

If making a mark is madness, I’m guilty.

If dreaming of leaving Pankhinagar

for a whiff of fresh air is madness,

then I am mad. I am mad, I am.

And we are going mad too! Give me that dress.

Sorry. I don’t believe in exposing.

I’ll give you a slap.

You’ll slit and cut up all the clothes.

You’ll get lakhs for these clothes.

There will be the auction

for supermodel Vimmi’s dresses.

Wearing which she built her dreams.

Begin your bids. One lakh one...

one lakh two... one lakh three.

-Where’s my shirt? -Oh, my God.

Here it is.

-What’s she up to? -Nothing much. Playing

Playing? Play all you want dear!

She has few more days to play anyway.

What are you doing?

Trying to feel shy, hearing of my marriage.

But it's not working.

Your father is right.

You can’t get a groom like Surinder even in big cities.

You’re in luck

that we got such a boy in Pankhinagar.

Papaji, why don’t I run away from home?

See! I keep saying it. Don’t allow cable in her room.

All day she’ll drool at those models.

Now she wants to run away.

What’s wrong with that? Let her.

Go ahead with it my daughter, I’m with you.

It's just eleven now. Have your food, then run away.

-What’s wrong with you? -Why run away on an empty stomach?

I-- I’m serious Papaji, I’ll run away.

If you talk of marrying me to that 10 out of 10.

Ten out of ten?

He used to get that in every subject. Who does that?

-He’s ideal for marriage then. -Then you marry him, forgive me.

Enough! Get ready and help your mother with the cooking.

I’ve called them for lunch tomorrow.

The marriage should be finalized by evening tea.

-Father, please listen... -Enough.

Don’t force me to scold you.

-Why’re you tearing up the pictures? -You don’t know?

You’ll be going to a new home now.

You’ll have to live according to their terms.

You've to follow their routine from dawn to dusk.

I’m your mother.

I want to see you happy.

That's why I'm telling you. Forget all this.

-Prepare for your new home. -Seems like I’m going to jail.

Don’t think so much. It’ll only bother you.

Do as the other girls do. You’ll be happy.

Mother!

If I request father

to delay my marriage,

will he agree?

There’s a beauty pack on the wash basin. Apply it.

The world's calling me.

The world's calling me.

Have hot tea! Fresh tea!

Can't you add more milk?

Add two more spoons of milk, my dear!

-Sir, two spoons of tea-- -Why not?

Sir, my glass! Sir, what are you doing? My glass.

Take it boy, Catch it. Catch it, if possible.

-Your name? -They call me Raj Kapoor Tewari.

Where’s your seat?

It's not in this list. It's in the other one.

I’ve talked to the TC. I’ve paid him.

That means you bribed him.

-No no... -Tell me your address.

Why? Is it really required?

See the berth number?

Kindly check.

It's 7.

Coach FC1 berth number seven.

It is for Fursatganj staff.

I traveled on this berth for the past three years.

Every TC on this division knows

it's for Fursatganj staff.

How can anyone allot it to you?

Could you pull the chain please?

TOILET

Train number 2003, from Lucknow...

VISHWAS FINANCE AND CHIT FUND CO.

Think you’re the first one to think of this idea?

You think we’re here for fun?

Every company dreams of this scheme.

But they fail to get 500 investors

who’ll put in a thousand rupees each.

500 investors! I can see you’re not upto it.

OK, even if you are, where are your investors?

What if I say they’re with me?

Where?

Here.

I’ve been on it for a year.

I collected 500 investors from my area.

They’re willing to invest Rs. 1000 in a good company.

Where’re you from?

Fursatganj.

Fursatganj? I’ve lived there.

Any company, big or small

would not waste five minutes on such a list.

And you’re talking of investing.

No problem. Small towners like dreaming.

And there’s no ban on that.

But next time...

bring a unique scheme

that everyone does not bring. See you.

-Excuse me? -I’ve come for the competition.

It's not allowed.

How’ll I take part then?

Please Let me come in.

I said no.

Open up, I’ve come from far.

-I've come for the competition. -You’re late.

What?

Entries closed two days back.

-Has it started? -Not yet.

-Thank god. -I said entries are closed.

-But it's not started. -Don’t you understand? Entries are closed.

Get it opened for a minute. I’ll slip in.

Are you from a village. You’ll slip in?

This is not a village fair, that you can slip in at will.

Anyway you’re not up to it.

Stop right there. What do you mean?

Dreaming of being a Ms. India

and actually winning it are two different things.

You can open up a beauty parlor at your village. OK?

Why don’t you do it?

-Excuse me? -Have you seen your figure?

At least 10 kilos overweight.

There’s dye in your hair.

You’ve doubled lipstick to enhance your lips.

You know a lot about makeup. So you open a beauty parlor.

Listen.

-Yes? -Will you come with me to the washroom?

It's at the end. And dark.

OK.

You came in the morning Jhansi Mail?

Returning? Had some work?

Yeah. I came for the Miss India competition.

So how was it?

Good. Very good.

I got through the first round.

Good, good, Miss India.

What about you? You had some work, too?

No...I actually... You please sit...

I don’t believe in work.

I had a meeting.

A finance company wanted to buy a scheme of mine.

I keep coming. It involves lakhs.

You’ll become a model.

Yes. I will.

You’ll be famous.

So I will.

People will be after you.

Yes they will.

Hey, what’s up. Why’re you crying?

I said it casually.

I did not mean it in any other way.

Don’t feel bad.

I’m from a good family. I can’t even think...

See, everybody’s watching.

Oh, you poor thing. She’s unhappy.

Anyway. I was just sympathizing.

She’s OK. Thank you.

Mummy!

You’re the first girl who cries after qualifying for Miss India.

Handkerchief!

I was not selected.

You lied! Shameless!

Actually I lied too.

The manager did not like my scheme.

He did not have the guts.

Bloody idiot

You’re abusing me! Me! Abuse!

I took you to the washroom!

What do you think of yourself? I won't talk to you!

Tea. Hot tea.

-What if you returned? -Marriage.

-That’s bad! -Yes!

Then?

I'll run away.

You’ve already done that. You’ll do it again?

What now?

What will you do?

Anything other than accept defeat. And I’m not returning home.

Then? What's your plan?

-Kanpur. -Kanpur?

What's there in Kanpur?

I’ll explain my scheme to senior officials of the head office.

They’ll appreciate it.

Why don’t you come along?

-Me? -Yes.

Miss India holds many auditions in various cities.

You can try slipping in there.

You've run away. Might as well take part in the competition.

Else why run away?

Kanpur!

OK then, I’ll see you next on TV.

Yes. Thank you. Good luck for your meeting.

I don’t need all that.

I’ll just give my presentation.

And the company will follow me.

OK then.

What a sharp mind!

It's rare, this much of smartness!

I must say...

meeting such a person once a year is enough.

But amazingly enough

I met two today.

You would not believe me.

Half an hour back a person came with the same scheme.

Who?

None other than Quereshi, our Lucknow branch manager.

Such a genius in my office and I don’t know of it?

He earned a bonus of ten thousand rupees.

After all, he even provided the list of 500 investors.

-Amazing person he is. -Where’s he staying?

-At the Landmark hotel. -What are you saying?

After all, why not? With such a hefty bonus!

If I got such a bonus,

I'd also have stayed at a big hotel.

-Next please. -Vimmi Saluja.

-Address? -2/5 Ballygunj, Pankhinagar.

-Here you are. -Thank you.

One minute.

This Pankhinagar, its in Lucknow district right?

-Is it? -Yes it's in Lucknow district.

Then why did you apply here?

Sir, what difference does it make?

I had come here today so I thought I’ll apply here.

Please leave.

Sir, it's only an address.

Rules are rules. Please leave.

-Please. -What please! Leave.

Unnecessarily over smart!

See, I can’t change the rules.

But if you want,

I can forget the rules for a moment.

-Is it? -Yes.

But you’ll have to do something for me.

Anything you say Sir! Anything you say.

You know, once you become Miss India,

you’ll have everything. Riches, fame everything!

But what will I get in the deal? This same table and chair.

Yes Sir... But...

Now I don’t have much,

but when I become Miss India,

I’ll pay you. Whatever you demand Sir.

You did not get me.

You have what I want.

In plenty.

There’s no compulsion.

It's still five minutes before the gates close.

Think it over.

I’ll be at the table.

-What’s your name? -Jagjan.

-You make tea? -No, I serve.

This world has two types of people.

The first serve tea, the second drink it.

The faster you enter the second class the better.

Has anyone beaten you up?

Two cups of tea, one packet of chips.

Two?

-Why? Do you have a problem? -No. But who is the second cup for?

Will there be a war if I drink two cups?

No.

Then? Hello. This kid...

-There’s no point. -What?

There’s no point in being honest.

And getting heckled in small cities like Lucknow and Kanpur.

Then?

Mumbai!

There’s only one city in India that appreciates talent.

That’s the only place

where you can rise from the footpath to riches.

Where ideas get appreciated.

-How do you know? -What!

If Dhirubhai Ambani, Ratan Tata and Birla had been in Lucknow,

they would have run Ambani general stores, Tata flour mills

and Birla paan shops.

It's Mumbai that recognized their genius.

It gave them an opportunity. And see the result.

You’ll go there?

You also come along. What’ll you do here?

The best models are also there.

Forget these small timers.

-You'd go there if you're Ms. India. -Yes.

How much will the ticket cost?

Even I don’t have the money.

-Don’t worry about it. I’ll arrange. -Meaning?

Meaning, telling the truth is useless.

Now we’ll use other means.

Such as?

Jagjan! Where’s Landmark hotel?

-One whiskey. -Which brand Sir?

-How much is the Black Label? -Four hundred Sir.

-The bottle? -30 ml Sir.

Serve it. I’ll try an Indian whiskey for a change.

And don’t forget the peanuts.

Your bar has some class.

Hello Sir!

Fursatganj. In full Lucknow, Kanpur style!

So how are you here?

I’ll be in such places today onwards.

-How? -My scheme is running.

-That one? -No, no, not that one.

You handled that well. Or another year would have gone to waste.

It’s a different scheme.

What’s this about?

Actually what happened,

they gave me a 2% stake in the channel in return for my scheme.

-What channel? -A news channel.

You know...

these news media is booming.

They are returning thrice the investment in three months!

-Would you like a cigarette? -Is it!

-What’s the investment amount? -A lakh.

One lakh! Can it be a little less?

Like... I can invest something?

Why don’t you talk to them?

Introduce me.

-This is Mr Quereshi. -Q. Q. Quereshi.

He’s a close acquaintance. Q Q Quereshi.

I’m here today because of him.

Mr. Quereshi wants to invest in our channel.

How many lakhs will he invest?

He’s not that big. He wants to make a friendly buck.

Maybe ten thousand.

-Ten? -Ten?

-Fifteen. -Fifteen?

See, we don’t take such nominal amounts.

OK... I can’t refuse you.

Just one request.

Let this amount be between you and me.

No one else should know. OK?

No no. Promise.

I’ll travel to Delhi tomorrow.

You do one thing, take cash from him now.

-Go to my room and collect the receipts. -OK.

If he has no problem...

he can give me company, if he wants.

No... I mean no problem.

Ten?

Listen, get me the receipt.

You dance well.

Where’s the washroom?

Washroom? Where’s the washroom?

Hey, where’s the bathroom?

Run!

BAGGU'S SWEETS

I’m a better actor than you are.

-I brought him to the table. -I made him dance.

Shall we go back and watch him dance?

Oh...the cash...

Such a sample...

-Your share. -You keep it

-Why should I? -It’s not a gift.

Safe custody till Mumbai. I can’t handle money.

By the way it was fun, wasn’t it?

Oh yes!

Move on...

Sit in the bus for Dehradun.

-Name? -Bunty.

And your Mrs ?

Babli.

Seat no 21 and 22.

Come on.

Bunty and Babli. What is that?

Just for convenience. Come on. 21 and 22.

Just like that?

Sit first.

In my childhood when I was naughty, I would blame Bunty.

-Today we're naughty, weren’t we? -And what is Babli?

What's wrong with it? I’m also Bunty.

You look like that. Bubbly sounds like a fatso.

Fat or slim, you’re Babli.

You could have asked.

How can I ask my wife’s name in front of him?

And where did the Mrs. come from?

He said it not me.

And you allowed it.

All the passengers will be staring. Mrs. Bunty!

What’re you doing?

People will think Mrs. Bunty beats her husband.

Stop it.

You stop it.

-I’m not talking to you. -Neither am I.

Arrogant Babli.

At least we managed enough to get us to Bombay.

With this we won’t last a week in Bombay.

Then?

Then!

We need much more to do something meaningful there.

-But where will the money come from? -Same way as this.

Another victim?

Are you insane? What are you saying?

I’m not saying it.

It’s Bunty.

Bunty will instruct and I will follow?

Not you...

Babli will.

Babli?

-But I am Babli! -Sure.

Sometimes you are...

But only when you want to be.

Tell me, who are you now?

Bunty. And you?

Babli?

Babli Bose. Food Inspector.

I’ll inspect your food items.

I’ve heard beer is being altered here?

Tony, a chilled beer for Sir.

He shows off his moves In step by step...

He is Bunty

She swings and grooves And causes tremors in their hearts

She is Babli

They spin tops and deal their cards

And rob the world at their will

There’s none Who they haven’t fooled

And put to sleep

It’s a treat when Bunty shows his moves

Bunty Saluja, Tourism department.

We've reports about cleanliness here. We'll investigate.

-Inspection? How many days? -Three days.

Bunty and Babli what a pair!

This pair brings calamity When they’re at work

Treat it as yours.

Think of it as your own.

Take it away.

-Which model is this? -To hell with that.

Where’s your husband?

-What husband? -Your husband?

Husband? Are you cracked? Bloody fool!

Intense expressions Of love like bird’s wing...

And what a flirtatious tantrums...

Beware you might meet the two on the way

Arguing and making up and forgiving

Fooling the cheaters and lairs around

Let’s go... step by step... Bunty...

There’s excitement in Bulandshahr

about the exploits of this pair who call themselves Bunty and Babli.

People are laughing

and even admiring them.

I don’t want the room.

I’d like the hotel. I want to buy this hotel.

I didn’t want to sell.

But seeing your background and offer

I’d be a fool to refuse.

How long will you be here?

-A week. -Be my guest.

Consider the hotel yours.

In between, we’ll complete the formalities.

No, I don’t want to stay before buying it.

I won’t take a no for an answer. Please.

OK, if you insist.

I searched all of Mussorie. Could not find them.

Can’t find them? Their luggage?

Let alone theirs, our stuff are also missing.

Bastards!

Come on let’s go

The stars swing with us

Oh they do

We’ll reach the shore

As soon as it is dawn

Baba’s miracle!

It’s great when people follow us.

Feels like we’re somebody.

A sweet fragrance around

Wherever you go bind me in love

Flying around they met up here

They met on their paths To fame and finds Bunty

The world will talk Of their deeds finds Babli

There story will become immortal

Sung hundred and thousand times...

There’s no tunnel here!

We paid him big time for that!

Where is Bunty guide?

I need to eat to focus.

You! No tantrums.

You’ll eat what’s available.

What’s there to cry about?

Why’re you crying?

What’s it to you?

I only said it’ll be difficult

to get food of your choice here.

OK, tell me what’ll you eat.

I’ll get it. Speak up.

-Mummy. -Who?

I am missing my mother.

OK...

...but here?

Yes, I’m longing for her here.

A lot?

OK, carry on.

Finished?

I’m on it.

I’m longing for her. It’s not like I’m on a toilet seat!

Finished!

What is disturbing you?

When I was small,

Father promised

that he'll take us somewhere.

In all these years he could not save enough.

You want to send some money home?

You can also call them.

Come...let’s go...

Who's speaking?

Why’re you speaking? Hang up.

I don’t know. Seems like Vimmi.

Hello? Who is it?

Some crazy person.

Father!

It’s me.

Vimmi, my daughter, where are you?

I’m fine father, fine.

Vimmi, where are you?

I can’t tell you, but I’m fine.

My daughter...

Father, don’t tell me to return.

I can’t come back.

But I love you and mummy a lot.

Listen to me baby.

No father, I’ll hang up now.

I love you and Mummy.

Bye. My respects to you.

Vimmi, my daughter!

You don’t want to call home?

No, I don’t want to.

Your parents would be equally worried.

No one worries for me at home.

What are you doing here?

Thinking about him.

Where is he, how is he?

Do you think we were in the wrong?

You did what was right.

Have tea. You’ve to go to work.

Enough. Feels good?

If you treat money like this in Mumbai, you’ll end up in Sankhinagar in a week.

Pankhinagar.

Whatever.

What’s there in counting?

You’ve spent it all anyway.

Me? Is it so?

As if you did not buy anything?

Where’d you get the dresses this cosmetics showroom?

The same place that this watch, jeans, shirts and this

cabbage like perfume has come from.

All this came free right!

What next?

I was thinking...

-what about an encore? -Leave it.

We can move to Mumbai now.

This world has two types of people.

The first who save money.

The second who are always short.

Tata, Birla, Ambani and us belong to the second kind.

That is why they are achievers.

Anyway, Mumbai has nothing for us now.

So why not one last time?

Just once?

Shall we?

That’s what I said.

You or Bunty?

Bunty always says so.

Today it’s me.

My sweetie-pie!

They are coming to your town They hustle then, they hustle now

Making money all around Never do they settle down

What is it, tell me.

I’m leaving for Mussorie tonight.

-Tomorrow is my inauguration. -Yours?

Not mine, the hotel’s.

-See Mrs... -Miss.

We can only deliver tomorrow morning.

It’s almost closing time.

We can’t stay open for one machine.

-It’s not one. -Then.

-I want all. -All!

But if you can’t stay open...

No no it will stay open.

I’ll open it personally.

I mean I’ll get it opened.

Sorry, I gave you so much trouble.

I am game for more.

-Please come to my hotel. -I will.

Your machines are ready.

The balance.

I wish customers like you come everyday.

I wish we get shops like yours everyday.

Amazing. I have the same car.

Our tastes seem to match.

We’ll keep meeting.

Let’s move Mehmood.

You sound like someone’s chasing.

Not today, but definitely he’ll come running tomorrow.

Oye Bunty, we’ve done it again.

Sunglasses worth three lakhs.

Watches worth Four lakhs.

Electronic items worth seven lakhs.

Job well done.

Come, I’ll treat you to Chinese food.

Sir, I can’t count anymore.

The massive heist at Bareilly center hall

has put the police and people in a tizzy.

According to sources the culprits are

the infamous pair of Bunty and Babli

whose exploits have rocked other cities before.

Investigations are on

but as usual Bunty and Babli have disappeared.

That’s it. Tomorrow we land in Mumbai.

-In the morning? -Yes.

We won’t get time to brush. This train runs like a bullet.

Good. We’ll start work early.

You have to get contacts of models.

You’ll have to find the Tatas and Birlas of the city.

Here’s your money.

Why’re you always dividing the money? What’s the hurry?

We’ll finish off the work in hand.

In the morning we’ll go our different ways.

What’ll you do alone? I mean in Mumbai?

Rule the bathroom?

You’ll also be happy to be alone, no one to irritate.

You didn’t irritate much?

Is it?

You acted like there’s no one worse than me.

I can’t believe I’ll be in Bombay tomorrow.

I’ll fulfill all the dreams I’ve had.

Spread your wings Come let’s fly

Come let's fly and fly

Come lets fly And experience the sky

We’ll dance in the area of beloved

And in the streets of beloved

We’ll set the floors on fire

Let’s dance

I’ll dress you up with bangles On your wrist let’s dance

Let's put mehendi on your palms Let’s dance

And Anklets for your feet Let’s dance

Give me bangles Let’s dance

Put mehndi for me

Let’s dance

And anklets for my feet

Let’s dance

I've to fulfill all my dreams

Fate is just a toy in our hands

I’ll put my life on the betting table

Luck will fall in place

Come join me

I will show the time of your life

Come take me

You have the time for my life

Let's dance near our beloved's area

Let's dance near our beloved's area

Let's live life to the fullest

Days never sleep here

Roads are endless and wide awake

In my eyes stay awake

my dreams unfulfilled

Come forth my love

Forget everything and dance with me

Come forth my love

Let's forget the world And dance to our tune

Oh, let's dance on the Roads of our beloved

Oh, let's dance on the Roads of our beloved

Tonight we'll go insane

Burn the dance floor, my love

Dance, buddy

Come on, let's fly

Let's fly towards the sky

Passengers please note.

Train from Delhi to Mumbai will come at platform 36 instead of 12.

BUNTY AND BABLI SLIP AWAY FROM COP'S HANDS

Such a crowd.

They must've come chasing their dreams, right?

What’s this odor? Fish right?

Where are the fashion shows held?

Get on a taxi.

And you?

-I’ll return. -What?

-Vimmi, I don’t want to stay in Mumbai. -Meaning?

I only wanted to be famous.

So my name would get printed somewhere.

First time I’m feeling I have a unique talent.

I feel I was never Rakesh

I was always Bunty.

And I like it that way.

To be honest

I’m not hardworking enough to be a Tata or an Ambani.

I probably don’t have the ability either.

Now it doesn’t make a difference. I’ve found my calling.

And I’m on my way.

See this.

I’ll do this all my life.

But you become a famous model.

And take care of yourself.

You did all this? Alone?

-I meant... -What did you mean?

-See without you... -You can’t walk two steps. Got it!

Big deal. Being famous all alone! Who'll read your name alone?

No one. No one'll read or print about Bunty without Babli.

The truth is

you’re not good enough without me.

Your taxi.

Can you manage without me?

Yes...

No.

Can you live without me?

Yes.

Then why are you bothered about the taxi?

You've to go, right?

-Yes. -Where?

Wherever you’re going.

Is it you or Babli ?

What do you think?

It must be you.

Then what are you going to do about it?

I’ll have to do something if you insist so much.

What are you doing? I didn't mean that.

It wasn’t me, it was Bunty.

People are watching.

This is Bombay.

No one has time to watch here.

Think it over.

You’ll have to share the bathroom all your life.

Done.

You can’t sleep on the floor alone.

Done.

What about your modeling career?

That Vimmi knows.

Who’re you?

I’m Babli.

I’ll always be.

It’s not worth five paise. It’s fake.

-Who? -What?

Your name? What is your name?

Mahmood.

Comedian Mahmood?

Shall I make you laugh?

I’ll tell you two jokes.

First one.

Mr and Mrs Housefly came out after a film.

Mrs Housefly says she is very tired.

Mr Housefly says we’ll hail a dog.

You’re the dog.

They used you to escape.

Were you there at night in the Center?

No Sir.

This is my second joke.

Where are they?

They’ve fled long back.

What are their names?

Bunty and Babli.

Age?

Bunty will be around 23-24.

Babli will be 20-21

She was sweet, well mannered.

Seemed educated Sir.

The boy was also very nice.

Amazing Sir.

Actually, you people are amazing.

Praising an ordinary criminal

to be charged under sections 389, 383, 405, 415...

...and 420 of Indian Penal Code for cheating.

Not only you...

...all of your generation.

You don’t recognize good or bad...

...respect and insult, good deeds and crime.

But not me.

And I won’t let you forget.

Sir... it came in the newspaper...

...it seems children in schools talk of them.

So they want to be idols.

Very well.

So be it.

Legends they are...

who will be exposed in a second.

-What are their names? -Bunty and Babli.

I’ll take care of this Bunty and Babli.

Sir, no!

We’ll never cheat each other.

We think of the each other before ourselves

OK.

We’ll never hurt each other.

And won’t cry...

...if it happens by mistake.

OK.

We won’t eat or drink without sharing.

Except morning tea.

You get up at noon. I can’t wait so long.

We’ll always love each other so much.

Why not more?

We’ll love each other more, day by day.

We’ll not befriend people who don’t like our ways.

Except our parents.

Only yours.

We’ll always be Bunty and Babli.

We will fulfill all our dreams.

Except...

Except?

Leave that to me.

OK.

Bless you.

Hey Rakesh, just married.

-Shall we go? -Yes.

See...

I want to

share my past before we start.

Else there'll be misunderstandings later.

You know...

when I was...

in class 2...

Mukesh would sit behind me...

he used to pull my braids...

and... he would...

and he would drool over me.

Boys are like that.

They look to exploit decent girls.

Very true.

I’m so lucky that you are not that type.

You are such a good boy...

I was saying...

...you are my wife now.

You’ll share everything with me.

Day and...

...night!

Are you getting me?

Vimmi?

Sleeping on her wedding night!

In this world, there are two types of people.

One who are married

and the others who are not.

So?

You’re married, remember?

And?

Get on with it!

Look, above me...

The sky's soared away

Look, above me...

The sky's soared away

Look, over me, my sky

Is breaking free of the earth

Oh please look

At the free sky hovering above

In secret and in silence Softly and slowly

In secret and in silence Softly and slowly

In secret and in silence Softly and slowly

In secret and in silence Softly and slowly

Come see what's going on

The earth is drifting away

Look, how the earth and the water

Are mingling together

And look, the sky too, above me

Is breaking free of the earth

I am not in my senses any more

Nor I am unconscious as it is

Oh this unfathomable feeling

was unknown to me this far

Two bodies are mingling together

Melting away are two lost souls

As if we are standstill on the road

And the road is moving underneath

The sky above the cloud

Rolls over in lazy desire

Be careful, love

The sky might pour itself Down to satisfy the earth

Oh, see how this earth

Is taking bath in the river

Oh, just be careful

What if it starts Walking all of a sudden?

I move on your wish

At your wish I stop

If this is an obsession

Let it guide me from now on

I'll stop at your wish

At your wish, I'll move

I know not

The address of my destination

Babli becomes Bunty's Bunty becomes Babli's

They become one forever

They grew up in small towns. And hated them.

They came to big cities to do stuff that I hate.

It’s not poverty, helplessness or suffering. Just for the thrill of it.

It’s the first time I came across this breed. Committing crimes for fun.

Their exploits were pouring in.

And burning my ears like molten iron.

Students eulogized them.

I tried stepping into their shoes. Thinking like them.

How would they work, plan. I could predict them bit by bit.

The time between their flight and my arrival was reducing by the minute.

They were considering infamy as fame. They were moving from tricks to heists.

And they were as big as was never foretold.

WORLD'S SEVENTH RICHEST MAN TO BE MARRIED IN INDIA

-Did you just see what I saw? -I’m not blind.

-Did you hear them? -I am not deaf either.

Did you think what I thought?

I can’t read your thoughts. Speak up.

Agitators - 30. Taxi drivers - four.

School children - 20, with teachers.

Newspaper - Agra Times.

Minister’s office.

-Band party. -Deal is done.

Don’t let the government sell the Taj Mahal.

See they are selling the Taj.

One minute, hold on.

Phoolsakhiji.

Where is the typist?

Down with viral. Replacement's on the way.

-Call her fast. -I’m in the whole day today.

Get all your corruptions done.

-Yes Madam. -The typist is here, Madam.

Sit.

This is my niece’s Ph. D thesis. Should be complete by evening.

Hello? Yes it’s me.

What?

What the hell!

OK, OK. I am coming.

What’s up Madam. Have to go home. Big problem.

Come come.

You keep working, I’ll be back in half an hour.

Work carefully.

The donkey will regret it.

Will cry in a couple of days.

How are you Madam?

Dying to meet you.

This is Mr Harry Epstein.

Who wants to buy the Taj Mahal?

Right.

I won’t sell it.

-But we had a deal. -Why are you late?

-Actually Madam... -Shut up.

One minute.

You can have it on lease.

Five years.

Ten.

Why are you agitating?

We are aggrieved.

What is it?

Fulfill our demands.

What are your demands?

Long live the revolution!

Fine fine. But what are your demands?

Tyranny will not be tolerated.

-Whose? -Anyone’s.

Tell me your demands.

Englishmen, quit India.

Quit India?

What are your demands? I’ll put you all in!

We demand from Kalasakhiji.

Hey I’m Phoolsakhi, not Kalasakhi.

Tell him.

You’re agitating in front of the wrong room.

This is Phoolsakhiji. Go away from here.

Madam they'll come soon, your guest.

-What’s wrong with the lift. -It’s stuck somewhere.

-Damn. -Here it is.

-Finished? -Almost Madam.

Not possible.

Are you crazy? Says he owns the Taj Mahal.

Poor soul! What diseases God sends!

Says he will dismiss us.

Shall we call the doctor?

Says we should call Mr Bunty.

Bunty? Not that pair of Bunty and Babli?

Bunty? Marriage? Taj Mahal?

You’re finished!

Here at last!

These people sold the Taj and fled. You watched and did nothing!

Tomorrow you might sell it and flee we’d still be watching helplessly.

-What? -Look Madam...

A bull doesn’t chase if there’s no red cloth.

If there’s a heist, then only we’ll come right?

-How do you talk! -How did they talk?

Now go. Go and file the details.

Don’t sit and watch, go!

No one can do this without inside help.

-Who can it be? -Anyone, even you Madam!

You left the room at that precise moment.

See...

...corruption happens at the top.

But the route is from the ground floor. Right?

There’s a saying in our department.

The work of a bearer is...

...at the top and the bottom.

Now see kid...

My friend you should not have been at the wedding.

That too in a new Maruti. Got my point?

Hey trumpeteer!

Which song is a hit nowadays?

Take it easy my friend...

Enough. Stand on this.

Play.

I heard you’ve married off an Englishman.

No Sir!

I know the names of the two.

Only need to know where they went.

Let us go Sir, we will find nothing here.

We may know how far someone can go to achieve this.

Go to the bank and find the numbers of the notes.

You must've changed tyres often. Today tyres will change you.

I’ve seen nothing. I’m an honest person, Sir.

Hey, he’s honest. Take the car back.

Back off, come on. Careful.

Further, further.

Enough. Stop.

It’ll look like an accident.

Don’t move, I’ll shoot.

What are you saying Sir?

I said I’ve not seen anything!

No one'll see what happens here. Is that OK?

-Run him over. -No Sir!

-Do it. -Oh my god!

-Enough. -I saw everything Sir...

Off the engine.

Stand up.

See no evil, hear no evil, do no evil.

But if there are benefits, take them.

Gandhiji will personally come and flog you.

Who else was with them?

Tell him everything.

Why are you sulking?

Are you angry?

They’ve sold the Taj, not your taxi.

Want some gram?

Don’t bother.

There was no place in India where they had not tread.

And no newspaper which had not praised them.

And I was dying to see them in jail.

There’s no mistake.

You’re being transferred.

I’ve not changed clothes for six months for this and you’re transferring me?

Bunty and Babli case is going to the CBI.

-To whom? -To CBI.

Oh, God.

Have the political leaders become honest...

that the CBI has time for this pair?

Why are you unhappy?

I’m feeling bad for the CBI people.

You think they can’t catch them?

-No way. -Why?

Because they can’t think like them.

And you can?

They’ve become like distant relatives.

Tomorrow you take charge at the airport.

OK, Sir.

You’re the boss.

Even if you take me to hell I have to go.

What’s the score?

What?

Sir it’s a clerk like job there,

I’ll have to keep track of all this now.

You are too much.

If anyone catches Bunty and Babli, it'll be me.

Jai hind, Sir.

Having fun? Next time you do this part.

I can never do this.

But you can laugh at me?

It was a mistake.

Which idiot made you a father?

You did!

-Listen. -Tell me Sir...

One large rum.

No need to pay Sir.

-Did I say I am a policeman? -You don’t get me.

Today that man is sponsoring everyone.

-Which man? -In that black suit.

He’s going to buy the restaurant.

No question at all. Today’s bill is on me.

No from tomorrow.

From tomorrow this is all yours. Do what you wish.

But, today it’s my night.

Friends, today everybody’s bill is on me.

Dinner, cocktail, everything.

-Vodka! -Here you are, Sir.

Here it is.

Whiskey.

-Cocktail? -Your Whiskey, Sir.

-Gin. -OK.

Gin.

And rum.

Want to visit the moon my friend?

Why are you selling tickets?

You have the ticket.

I don’t like buying tickets.

But I do want to reach the moon.

Seem to be in a hurry.

Yes a little.

People in a hurry reach only one place.

-Listen, Mister... -Tell me...

This world has two kinds of people.

-Is it? -One, people who only listen.

And the second, people who only speak.

I belong to the second.

Seem to be very confident.

What do you do?

Cleaning.

Business of cleaning places.

-What places? -Any places.

If you like the place.

No, if I like the earning.

You’re unique. Where’re you from?

Allahabad.

You look the part.

Sir, one more large?

OK. Pour it.

Hey, what are you doing?

Smoking in front of the baby?

He wouldn’t notice.

-Children feel everything. -How...

Dump it.

I feel we are its children.

Who is this?

I am...

Anyway what does it matter? Come on let’s go.

-Women are like this. -Like what?

Don’t make me angry.

What is going on?

A quarrel.

Can’t you see.

I can... but why?

What’s it to you. It’s marital discord.

Nosey character. Stop smoking.

You seem like a relative. Teach him something.

You come quickly. I’ll just check the room and come.

Come quickly.

Give me a couple of hours.

Ruined my mood.

Love is dripping over.

You’ve never been in love?

A little.

OK.

Only a little.

I met her in the summer of Delhi.

Everyday on the bus no. 481...

...I would vacate the ladies seat.

She would smile and sit on it.

-One year. -Didn’t you talk?

When eyes meet, why bother with words?

But...

But I could give a gift?

Every week I would give her a gift.

-And she would smile? -She take it.

I was sure one day

she would give me the gift I wanted.

-Did it come? -Winter did.

21st December, maroon shawl.

When she got on, there was a smile on her face

and a box from Golden Bakery in her hand.

Mr...

Inside the box

contained the best in the world

in the shape of a heart...

The box contained the best heart shaped pastries.

Wow!

She said her first word to me.

First word in a year.

You Kindly...

Will you distribute the pastries among the passengers?

It’s my marriage.

Sorry.

-Hey handsome. -Yes!

What now?

She’s calling you.

Who is it?

I submit to you tonight.

You're a victim of this damn heart...

just like I am.

Let's team up and take revenge on the heart tonight.

Oh, yeah?

Rare are those moments of life

when someone calls this sweetly.

Either accept my invitation or come finish me.

Oh, forget it!

Trading of heart takes courage.

That too, in front of the world?

This is women's art.

What would men know about it?

Oh, what a naughty look he gave me

In the market That badass

I succumb

To the deathwish

of trading my heart on a razor's edge.

Encore! Encore!

We're all done for!

My peace of mind Is shattered into pieces

Don't look at me that way sweetheart

My peace of mind is shattered into pieces Don't look at me that way sweetheart

You're ruining a fellow victim of heart

You're ruining a fellow victim of heart I'm the same as you

My peace of mind is shattered into pieces Don't look at me that way sweetheart

You're ruining a fellow victim of heart I'm the same as you

Come before my lazy lounging is over

Lazy lounging of desire

Oh, come on now

Oh kohl-eyed beauty

Oh kohl-eyed beauty Damn those dark deep eyes!

Oh kohl-eyed beauty Damn those dark deep eyes!

Oh my eyes, my inviting eyes

My enticing twin eyes

Oh kohl-eyed beauty Damn those dark deep eyes!

Those promises you wrote in kohl

They know the language of eyes

It's the traces of your kiss

That I tie and hide in my handkerchief

Oh your words bear essence of lust

Oh the scorching presence of desire in you

Oh your words bear the essence of lust

Oh the scorching presence of desire in you

Please come before my wait is over

Oh eyes, my alluring eyes

Come drown in these eyes

Oh what can I say about these eyes

They ask questions personal

Without raising them to you

They pierce through your heart From behind the lashes

Oh my sorrows are not hidden any more

Deep down it hurts when there's no pain

Oh my sorrows are not hidden any more

Deep down it hurts when there's no pain

I beg you, please come now

Oh the keen eyes The merciless stings of your eyes

Oh the secret rendezvous of Old Delhi

Oh the tokens left behind in Old Delhi

All those random moments weaved together

Are left in our story in old Delhi

With the Lotus-eyed as our witness

Let's swear on your dark eyes

My soul is made of with your black eyes All my prayers are for these eyes

My self is alone my lips are thirsty Come oh come now

Oh your words bear the essence of lust

The scorching presence of desire in you

God save me, what a killer move!

Kohl-eyed beauty, oh!

Dark-eyed beauty, oh!

Oh my black-eyed beauty!

Why do you offer free drinks to people?

If you give free drinks to people

how would you run the hotel?

Anyway.

It was fun meeting you.

I ate to my heart's content.

Had a little fling.

And...

and...

forgot about those two for a while.

Forget it!

You've nothing to do with those two rascals.

Frankly speaking, in general...

I don't like people that much.

However, I don't know why...

don't know why you two

have touched...

my heart.

-What did we do? -You touched my heart.

I feel you're almost like my own children.

-You haven't told us your name. -My name... haven't told...

My name is Dashrath.

You're a policeman?

What did you think? A balloon seller?

What happened to you suddenly?

-What is it? -Rickshaw?

Sit in the rickshaw.

-Go on, take him home. -Yes, take me home.

-It's very late. -Yes, it's late.

Take me to the airport.

No, not the airport.

No the airport, go to the Police Line.

Go on, quick.

Goodness! It's the Dashrath Singh, who's behind us!

My baby almost had a heart attack!

Lucky we didn't get caught. Let's get out of here.

Get out? What?

The fun's only just begun.

Have you gone crazy?

Look here.

He doesn't know our true identity.

But we know his.

We also know that...

he's in charge of the security of the Reserve Bank gold at the airport.

-By God! You are... -Vimmi!

Stealing food from a lion's cave, isn't that an achievement?

Your hunger is crossing limits now.

We're three now.

We need this much food, don't we?

What say?

You'll get us killed someday.

Reserve Bank of India splits its gold in four

and keeps it in four different cities

to protect it from fires, floods or earthquakes.

The gold is then shuttled by air once a week

to these cities depending upon their need.

They never told anyone how they cracked this classified information.

However, what they did after this was unimaginable.

Even to me.

Delhi-Mumbai, tonight at 9.10 pm, Korpal, Puneet, Mr.

And...

Delhi-Calcutta, 9.40 pm. Sharma, Vandana, Mrs.

-What's this other ticket for? -Backup.

-And the Air Traffic Control number? -Backup.

A back up for everything?

Hey Rakesh, you're original or you also have a back up?

-I do have a back up. -Who?

You're my back up.

Smartass!

There's bomb on the Jet airways flight to Mumbai. Call it back.

A bomb on the plane?

Jet 9W312. Delhi Control?

He says there's a bomb.

-Which runway they're landing on? -Emergency runway and it's been sealed.

Get the caller's number.

Right now, the number!

We can't have the number.

-It isn't under our jurisdiction. -As long as the gold is on that plane

everything is under our jurisdiction.

-How many knew about the gold? -Four bank employees...

-The news was leaked? -Give me the key.

-We don't have the per... -The key I say!

-It's your responsibility then. -The bomb might explode any time.

It already has. Send message to headquarters.

I am taking command of the whole area.

DCP Dashrath Singh here.

Secure the airport area.

Locate suspicious people who shouldn't be here at this hour.

Take suspects into custody and inform immediately.

Search every passengers.

They received the bomb threat from this number.

Dial it.

It's ringing.

Orange Maruti Swift 5700! Catch that.

Vimmi, we've to do away with this car. They've spotted it.

You get out, I'll park it.

Careful!

Stop... taxi!

Please stop.

Papaji, please help us!

I'll give you more money than you ever imagined.

For this job, boy? I won't take it even if you force me to.

Come on, my child. It'll be alright.

Have faith in god. Faith wins all the time.

What are you saying, sir?

If we put policemen in every hospital and nursing home

then who'll petrol the city?

She's in labor. She's about to deliver.

Each newborn will see a policeman's face tonight

before anything else.

That Dashrath Singh figured me out.

How can you be so sure?

I know.

I saw it in his eyes.

In that case...

in no time every hospital in Delhi will be swarming with policemen.

Which hospital, son?

The biggest hospital in Delhi.

They'll probably go to a undistinguished clinic.

If l know that Bunty at all

he'll definitely take Babli to the biggest hospital.

Vimmi, don't be afraid.

This hospital is full of newborns and their mothers.

It'll take them ages to check each bed. But you've to hurry.

It isn't in my hands, moron!

Told you you'll get us killed someday.

Hush baby!

But hey, life wasn't this exciting before I met you.

-All OK? -Yes.

Papaji, if you weren't here today...

There would've been someone else.

The Lord up there is particular that way!

He always provides.

There's no use. It was taped. Come.

They've fled the hospital but they haven't fled Delhi yet.

Seal Delhi, sir.

Papaji, what you did for us is...

What one honest man would do for another.

Papaji, for real?

By now you must've figured that we aren't half as honest as we seem.

I don't know what's going on.

But there is honesty in your eyes.

Take care son.

God bless you.

God bless you.

Careful.

Even an ant won't be able to enter Delhi for a week or so.

We've to wait.

Where's the gold by the way?

Is it a boy or a girl?

What would you name it?

You would need to see the baby before you name it.

Right?

Have you even taken a look? Over this one whole day?

Did you hold your child? Even once?

Vimmi, you know the situation we're in.

If I'd taken time for this all three of us would've been into jail or were killed.

Great! Wonderful!

His parents die on his birthday!

-Ill-fated by birth! -Not his fault, is it?

Exactly my point! What wrong has he done

to deserve parents who can go to jail anytime?

Leaving him to rot on the streets?

-What's your point? -Enough is enough.

I won't do this anymore. Neither will you.

And then?

Anything. Things that other people do.

Why did we run away from home

if we have to end up being ordinary?

Because we were wrong.

We're not alone any more to listen to our own.

Now we're responsible for one more life.

How would he grow up?

How else? With us!

With us?

And which school will he go to?

There are two kinds of people in this world.

One, who waste the best years of their lives in schools and colleges.

And the kind who are self-taught.

Just like us. We learnt everything ourselves.

-Which is what he'll learn? -Of course!

Then he too will go to jail someday?

Have we ever been to jail?

You know this! We escaped today by sheer chance.

I don't want my son growing up behind bars

or dying young on the run.

You remember our marriage vows?

We'll be Bunty-Babli for the rest of our lives

-and we'll live out all our dreams. -Except...

-Except? -Leave that to me.

OK.

This is the exception Rakesh.

Aren't you being over emotional with this new role?

This is how I am now. Now I want to hear your decision.

It's either the work or us.

So, what's your decision?

What'll I do without the two of you?

Those marriage vows weren't mere words.

Fursatganj or Pankinagar?

Is it you or?

Bunty and Rakesh. Both

-What? -Tickets.

-Since when are we buying tickets? -From today.

Is it necessary to become this honest?

Hey, Rakesh, you're in love.

Whatever!

Rakesh my boy...

there're two kinds of people in this world.

The kind that thinks twice before getting married.

And the kind that thinks afterwards like you, you fool.

Two tickets for Fursatganj.

Name?

Rakesh Trivedi, Vimmi Trivedi.

Bunty and Babli!

You must be tired of running, aren't you?

Rakesh.

Can we have some water?

Hey, shoo!

Not for me. For the two of them.

You won't believe me...

but we just quit half and hour ago.

You're right. I don't believe you.

But I'm telling the truth...

I'll start with you right here, right now.

-What's the look for? -He's telling the truth.

Must be true when India's biggest liar is saying!

I'm not lying.

A dog's tail can never be straight.

You're of my father's age.

Else, no one had ever talked to her in this tone.

-So you respect your elders now? -And why shouldn't we?

Don't tell me you worship too?

She does.

-So? -So nothing at all!

Pray all you want, in the jail!

-It's all because of you. -Because of me!

-Who forced me? -It was for good.

-Else he'd end up in jail someday. -Where's he going now?

Now I know how you did

what you did for so long.

Pappu is hungry.

Pappu? Since when he's Pappu?

Got to call him something, right?

You're thinking of the gold all the time.

Let's step...

outside for a while.

-I'm not going anywhere. -Up.

What luck! No one ever caught us during our golden days.

But the moment we quit...

Why did you get into all this?

We wanted to become someone important.

Are you now?

-You won't understand... -Why?

Why won't I?

-He never could. -He who?

My father.

He's just like you.

You're trying to con me again?

-May l? -A smoke? Here.

Where are you going?

If she sees me smoking she'll scold.

The child will stay with the mother.

What's the use of crying now?

-Should've though it before. -What else to do?

Become a ticket collector and collect ten rupee bribes all my life?

You can come in.

We'll have to inform our parents.

We certainly can't take him with us.

No, it won't come to that.

I'll figure something.

And con ourselves out of this one too?

What else to do?

Take our child to jail

for whose sake we quit everything?

Is this justice?

Jails are for reforming.

And here we are, being jailed.

Two have already reformed and an innocent third.

Don't worry Vimmi.

-I'll cook up a plan. -What plan?

It's over now.

Vimmi, you know how jails are?

How'll you spend so many years inside one?

Let's do one thing.

l'll take the blame for everything.

You'll be free to go home to Fursatganj with the baby.

You wanted to become a model anyway.

I dragged you into this whole thing.

You can't even make a cup of tea for yourself.

-How would you... in jail? -I'll manage Vimmi.

Don't worry about me.

Have you ever managed to do anything alone?

In any case, Bunty is nothing without Babli.

Get up.

Unlock yourselves.

I can't do it.

It's the outskirts of Delhi.

The train halts there for two minutes.

You two...

you three...

can get the hell out of here.

No one knows Bunty and Babli except me.

And no one ever will.

-Sir... -Shut up and spare me.

Or l just might change my mind.

Get going.

That's enough.

Whether it was my biggest mistake...

...or their best con act, I didn't know.

But, believe it or not, cops are human too.

The uniform we wear makes us rough around the edges.

Our heart remains vulnerable.

That day I killed Bunty and Babli

to let Rakesh and Vimmi go free.

Because l believe

law should destroy crimes

not lives.

The bank's gold was recovered from the spot Babli told.

The recoveries continued for months afterwards.

All those valuables and money

which Bunty and Babli once stole.

It seemed they really had returned home.

To live a respectable life like their parents.

Rakesh, increase the pressure, will you?

What a joy!

The world has two kinds of Pappus.

One who obey their parents and get to eat chocolates.

The other who don't and get locked up inside toilets.

-You? -The first.

My darling son!

But he didn't even drink his milk.

He had the chocolate.

Chocolates? You and your crazy ideas.

-I'm feeling cold, mom. -Don't bother. Be fashionable.

What's up? Pappu?

To be truthful and pray every morning...

Where's my son? His friend is waiting downstairs.

Every one has so much time in Fursatganj!

You fix the name of this city. I'll fix this friend.

My son is genius from...

childhood.

Wonderful to know that our children have done so much!

So important that your department still remembers them.

You never did tell them about your work, did you?

Please tell us, Mr.

Nervous already?

There's a scam to take place.

A big one.

Listen, sir.

I swear by my son. We quit it already.

We know nothing about this scam.

For three years I am living a normal life.

-This scam has to be stopped. -Then please stop it.

We cannot.

Then who can?

You two.

Please save us from this regular life of honesty and purity.

-Is it just you, or... -Both of us.

I'll just die if I made another bottle of mango pickle.

I can't any more, Rakesh.

Have faith in God. Faith prevails.

Once they told me that they're in the cleaning business.

So be it. Now clean the society!