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[traffic bustling sounds]

[explosion]

This attack isn’t about Dwaraka.

This attack was aimed at Hindus.

We’re professors.

Why are you bringing up religion now?

Breaking news…

The police have identified the person who planted
the bomb at the restaurant through CCTV footage.

The sad news is, he’s a college student.

Horrific.

Students, who are meant
to contribute to the country,

are now turning into traitors.

It’s a real tragedy.

By using the hexamine powder I
brought for my chemical factory,

you’ve blown up Dwaraka, with my student.

The police have identified him.

They’ll catch him any time now.

He’s already dead to me.

I’m getting anxious seeing all of this.

I need to make a quick decision.

Beggars can’t be choosers.

You have no other option
but to do what I say, Bachiraju.

I want to tell you about
myself and my mission.

-What’s my name?
-Sanjay Sharma.

Jalaluddin Qureshi, from Karachi.

Do you know about ISIS?

It’s a Pakistani terrorist organization.

I’m a part of ISIS.

As Indian soldiers are wiping
out the Pakistanis at the border,

I’m creating terrorists from within India.

[guns blazing]

Radicalization.

By inciting Indian students, brainwashing
them,

turning them into terrorists.

No matter what happens
in any corner of the world,

be it WhatsApp or personal chats,

we spread anti-India sentiments.

We’re creating chaos in the minds of
the youth, causing unrest over religion.

In Kerala, Gujarat, Assam,
everywhere across the country,

this mission has been going on for years.

It’s been a long time since
terrorist attacks shook India.

Everything has gone too quiet.

There are always many changes
underground before a tsunami hits.

This is no different.

What happened today
was just a test explosion.

Very soon, India is going to
witness a festival of dynamite.

It’s a huge risk for me if anyone finds
out about my connection with you, brother.

Do you know where the 500
crores you took from me came from?

ISI.

The Pakistani Intelligence Service.

You’re already a terrorist.

You have two choices.

What are they?

#1, Die.

#2, Do what I say.

My brother is a central minister.

If he gets wind of this…

Wi-Fi camera.

Oh, god!

[shutter clicking]

Tell me, Farooq.

Terrorist activities are
happening in our college.

What?

Even your brother is involved, sir.

Farooq, gather the evidence and
meet me at Gandipet Farmhouse.

Okay, sir.

How did you find out, Farooq?

I saw you praying Namaz.

Good job, Mr. Farooq.

[blade swishing]

[praying]

[thunder striking]

Brother, are you waiting for Farooq?

He’s not coming. We killed him.

I treated you like my own brother,
even though you’re my stepbrother.

I supported you financially to manage
the business, and what are you doing?

If I continue to forgive you, it’s like
stabbing my own country in the back.

I won’t spare you.

You don’t have that option.

Security…

We’ve bribed them, brother.

[thunder striking]

There are some things you’re
better off not knowing. It’s dangerous.

Heads up – I’m running
in the upcoming elections,

and the seat will remain in our family.

Promise.

Bachiraju, make it
look like a heart attack.

Understood, brother.

Darshana…

Darshana…

She's here!

Darshana…

Darshana…

Darshana…

Darshana, from Nagarjuna High School.

Bachiraju, if she’s alive, she’ll
become a threat to us and our mission.

Find out the details from
the school and kill her.

Central Minister Mr. Seetharamaraju
has died of a heart attack.

Mr. Seetharamaraju, who has
done great things for the people...

Grandpa…

Many notable people have
expressed their condolences.

Grandpa, he was killed.

-How do you know that, dear?
-I saw it, Grandpa.

Dad, don’t get worked up.

-What if we confess to the police?
-No, Daddy.

This is a political murder.

Big names are involved.

It’s not safe for Darshana to be exposed.

Don’t tell Uncle or Aunt either.

Don’t let her go to
school until I get there.

I’m tied up with important work here.

I’ll be there as soon
as the complaint is filed.

-Take care of Darshana.
-Okay, man.

I’m here to announce that
our Anti- Squad has seized...

2.5 tons of RDX in Kashmir.

According to intelligence reports,
there’s a plot for mass genocide in India,

but we are confident we’ll stop it.

Thank you.

Bachiraju, I need to go
to Kashmir immediately.

Trace that girl and kill
her as soon as possible.

Okay, brother.

-Congratulations, Mr. Mango Shyam.
-Thanks, mate.

You’ve finally become
the Market Yard Chairman.

We crushed that Pothuraju
like a rotten mango.

That was a great feeling.

You promised to build a
complex to celebrate, right?

We make all sorts of
promises before elections.

And what if the voters demand it?

We’ll dodge them.

And if the pressure gets too
much, we’ll lay a foundation stone...

and promise to complete
it in the next term.

-Yadagiri.
-Madam.

Apply more carbide. The mangoes
need to look more ripe and luscious.

-What about the taste?
-Oh, come on, they’ll add some sugar.

How can we get original mangoes?

I’m scared, madam. Carbide is illegal.

You can’t go far if you’re
scared of everything.

-Do as I say.
-Okay, madam.

Argh, radiation!

Dear, it seems you took a vow
to visit Lord Hanuman’s temple?

I made that vow because
I want to crush Pothuraju.

Did you think about how much it would cost?

A long time ago! Let’s
go to my brother’s flat.

Brother, how is she?

She’s fine for now, but she’s
having panic attacks in her sleep.

Let’s take her to the Lord
Hanuman temple. She’ll get better.

-What do you say?
-Yes, brother-in-law, let's go.

Not now, dear.

Let’s go, Grandpa.

I’m bored at home.

Brother, I made a vow about her.

Don’t refuse me now.

Two things will take this family forward

#1, our plants; #2, our vows.

This word itself is powerful.

Sir, you’ve been sitting
in the sun all morning.

It’s best if you stop now.

-Hey, Deekshithulu…
-Sir?

Know your place.

What’s your strategy?

Sitting in your farmhouse
and drinking every day?

What’s your plan?

Do you really think winning
through a sympathy vote is victory?

You need to be with the masses, travel on foot,
comfort people even when they’re not crying.

For every one of Seetharamaraju’s
moves, I have a strategy.

That’s how my strategies work.

If he figures it out,
I’ll end up in the grave.

You’ve only been an industrialist
till now, nobody even knows you.

That’s why I’m safe.

Now you need to step
out of your comfort zone.

Do you want me to die?

Bachi… You need to be everywhere –
YouTube, TV, hoardings, you name it.

Even the kids should recognise you.

But kids don’t have
voting rights, do they, sir?

-Deekshithulu…
-Sir?

The kids of today are
the citizens of tomorrow.

I always think outside the box.

Hey, pack up four beers
and give them to GK, sir.

Okay, sir.

You’re running late
for the campaign, Bachi.

Late? Rubbish! Get lost!

Remember! Even when I’m drinking,
I’m thinking strategy and making plans.

Just trust me.

Fine, bugger off! Leave me alone.

What about the beer bottles?

Pack them now.

I trust you.

-He’s only coming here for the booze.
-Yes, sir.

Do you drink?

No, sir, I swear.

Brother, there’s nothing ahead.

-Let’s eat at that dhaba.
-Alright.

Master, the girl is heading
to the temple on the hill.

-We’re following her.
-One moment.

-Hey, Deekshithulu…
-Sir?

-I’ll tell you a short story.
-Okay.

-Can you give me the solution?
-Yes.

A man committed a sin,
and a child witnessed it.

Is it better to kill the
child or the whole family?

It’s better to kill the sinner.

At least the population would decrease.

Nobody asked for your
opinion, or you’ll be fired.

Answer my question.

As it’s a child, what
did the family do wrong?

Seshu, kill the girl as
Deekshithulu suggested.

Okay, sir.

I just answered your question.
And you’re talking about murder, sir?

Moreover, killing a little girl?

We are following your opinion, as you said.

I thought it was some cute story, sir.

Don’t ask for my advice
on your cruel acts, sir.

You keep claiming that
you’ve read many scriptures.

Can’t you offer a little guidance?

Scriptures contain holy
words, not acts of murder.

I beg you, please spare me
from these sorts of activities.

Fine.

Will our actions be completed
without hesitation, right?

I’m saying this after deeply
studying your horoscope.

All the planets are against you.

Your bad time is running swiftly
towards you like Usian Bolt.

It’s impossible to stop it.

[bike revving]

This map looks rather confusing.

Son, is this the way to Kondagattu?

Yes, sir. I’m heading the same way.

I’m Gopi.

I'm Mango Shyam. I have a mango business.

Strong colour is our speciality.

Without carbide.

Is that so?

People usually
die for music, right?

But my father died for mangoes.

Oh, interesting.

I came to Hyderabad today.

My dad believes in Lord Hanuman.

He follows everything in the Hanuman way.

Apart from marriage, of course.

What does your father do?

-He’s a builder.
-Is he a bodybuilder?

I mean, I had that doubt after seeing you.

He’s in the construction business.

My dad wishes to
provide shelter for people.

If that’s the case, he should
distribute umbrellas or plant some trees.

But doing construction
involves a lot of money, right?

It’s a joke!

Even my dad loves jokes a lot.

I suppose he’s mad about his father.

Is your father Vamsiram or Aditya
Ram? Since you mentioned he’s a builder.

He’s Mr. Bulreddy.

Bulreddy?

Baddam Bulreddy, sir.

Why did you look shocked?

Brother, did you hear that?

He’s the son of Bulreddy!

Give him some respect.

Oh, now we need to respect that thief?

He’s not a builder; he’s a cheat.

He’s like a rotten mango.

You’re misunderstanding my father.

We had our issues in the past,
but we thought he was a gentleman.

We bought some plots from
your father and got fooled.

He looted all the money and absconded.

That useless rogue looted
our money and ran to Muscat!

Please don’t speak
about my father like that.

His intentions are pure; it’s just
that circumstances didn’t help him.

What, to deceive us?

My dad didn’t cheat anyone, sir.

-He went underground.
-What’s the difference?

Cheating means deceiving someone.

Going underground is hiding his face.

Actually, both are the same.

Even your dad fooled us by blabbering
useless nonsense, just like you.

-That’s why I’m here.
-For what? To continue the legacy?

To clear the outstanding debts.

My dad got cheated by his partners,
which is why he ran to Muscat.

Even he isn’t comfortable there;
he’s bedridden because of paralysis.

All the harmony and happiness in our family
has been shattered because of cheating.

That’s why I hate deceit.

You and your dad cheat everyone, but if someone does
the same to you, you won’t stand for it, will you?

[axe flinging]

Hey, what are you staring at? Come on!

They are here to kill me.

Who’s going to kill you anyway?

Maybe that Pothuraju arranged
these henchmen to kill me.

Come on!

I’ve forgotten my keys.

I’ve forgotten my wallet.

-Get them!
-I’ll whack you, you idiot!

Hey, who are you?

What is this? What would have
happened if it had hit someone?

Hey, move aside, you fool!

What did you say?

I said, fool! You useless fool!

Hey, how dare you hit him, fool?

He’s hitting like that
for calling him a bugger.

You cussed him worse than
that; I’m worried for your life now.

If it’s a woman, he’ll go to any
extent. Take care of yourself first!

Why is he bashing them like some mangoes?

Why did you forget the key?

Didn’t you forget your wallet?

How dare you call me a fool, idiot?

I’m sorry.

I can’t bear it when someone
comments on my dad.

Justified!

How dare he call me a fool?

Horrible!

-Even you said many things.
-Just for fun.

Moreover, it’s wrong to use filthy
language, right? -Cussing is just that.

I snapped as he walked out without
saying anything, especially being a friend.

Now I understand everything;

If I curse your father again,
hit me with your shoe!

You shouldn’t talk like that;

respecting elders is the first
point in my father’s guidelines.

It would be more fitting if we called
Bulreddy ♪ Peddareddy♪ [Elder Man].

That’s my genuine feeling.

Who are they, by the way?

These thugs belong to that Pothuraju;

after losing the elections, he
made this attack on me.

Son, it’s time to close
the temple; let’s go.

Come, come.

Son… they are here
for the sake of this girl.

How can someone hold a
grudge against a little girl, sir?

She is a witness to a crime.

You should have approached the cops, right?

Her dad asked us to stay back.

I’ve been tense since
this incident happened.

If I get connected to one problem,
it’s my weakness to stand with it.

My dad used to say it’s my strength.

Don’t worry about the kid.

Thanks, son.

How’s my brother Jaali doing?

Hey, Jaali!

Sir!

Why did you turn on the car, man?

Are you nuts?

No, sir, I took it out as madam
asked me to fill it with diesel.

Do you need a car for that?
Can’t you just bring diesel in cans?

Sorry, sir.

Doing useless things and saying sorry.

I won’t do it again, sir.

Old clothes were too small; if you could
show some mercy, I’ll buy new clothes, sir.

If you want to wear them,
take them; otherwise, get lost!

What do you mean by that, sir?

I’m saying go out naked, man!

At least give us your old slippers, sir.

You’re wearing Nike on one
foot and Puma on the other!

What else do you want, man?

People were laughing at me
because I’m wearing two brands.

Oh, so you have common sense now?

I gave you my slippers instead of
slapping you for your brotherly behaviour!

Exactly!

Even at Ambani’s son’s wedding,
everyone wore slippers from a single brand.

But you’re using two at the same time!

Well said, brother!

Hey, Jaali!
Sir?

-Take some dry fruits.
-Thank you, sir!

Great people!

Does anyone call these dry fruits?

They are rotten apples and oranges!

That’s why I said dry fruits!

Relatives are coming; clean the flat!

If I dry them, I can extract some
juice. Adding sugar, we can have it!

Jaali, it’s been more than a week;
didn’t you wash the restrooms?

The workload is heavy, sir.

I don’t care about that.

I’ll take away your food if you fail to
clean the restrooms by the end of the day!

-Jaali!
-Son…

Where are the tablets?

Hold this, sir.

This is for your diabetes.

This is for your gastric issues.

This is for your ulcer.

Where are the BP tablets?

I can’t walk in here.

Uncle…

Who are you?

Didn’t you recognise me?

I’m not in a position to recognise anyone.

Why?

I need to bring the BP tablets.

You can, but you’ll be shocked
when you know who I am.

Who the hell are you?

Jaali uncle, I’m Gopireddy,
son of your brother Bulreddy.

You?

Why the hell are you here?

Why on earth did you come here?

Your father dumped me here like
bait for these knaves, and he vanished!

Uncle, you were wasted that
day; that’s why he walked away.

He’s the one who made me doze off!

Is he going to some movie
or what? To dump me here?

These jerks have been
torturing me since then.

They’re treating me like real rubbish,
giving me the leftovers and scraps.

Don’t worry, uncle;
I’ll get you a new brush.

Even your dad blabbers about
the materials, ignoring the content.

You guys are materialistic pervs!

They’ll throw me away
if they sense you’re here!

-Tooting like some king’s son!
-Uncle…

My foot! Get lost!

You eat like pigs; can’t
you even kill a little girl?

Some idiot ruined the whole plan, sir!

Do you want me to guard your actions?

Sir, I feel so bad that
you’re drinking too much.

Why? Do you think I’m
finishing everything here?

Why are you talking like that, sir?

I bought a new flat on EMI by trusting you.

If something happens to you, all my
family will end up on the streets, sir!

So you care about your EMI, not about me?

Do you even care about anything, sir?

You rich folks welcome
new problems yourselves.

But for us middle-class people,
problems often visit us like relatives.

Oh, yeah? I’ll tell you
about my problems then.

Tell me, sir!

[explosion]

He killed.

I can easily have a heart
attack listening to your problems!

How are you managing it, sir?

That’s why I included you!

Too late!

Sympathy is like soup; we
need to have it when it’s hot!

Hey, I’m drinking here!

I can’t have soup now; I’m tense!

Election is all about tension.

If there’s no strategy, that calls
for another tension. Think about it!

Your brother’s face is on one
side, and yours on the other.

And the caption says, “A
brother who lost his elder brother.”

People will feel sympathy for this!

Why aren’t you saying anything,
Deekshitulu? You know everything, right?

That’s why I can’t say anything!

Bachi, I’m not talking about a
heart attack; I’m talking about murder!

Is that true?

It’s a lie, but we’ll make
people believe it’s the truth.

We will earn sympathy, as this was planned by
the opposition, and make voters vote for us.

No, man!

Bachi, you don’t know
about politics; leave it to me!

Out-of-the-box thinking, I will take care!

Did you guys fill my car with bottles?

This idiot doesn’t know what
happened, and I can’t share it with anyone!

Please spare me from this crime, sir!

No way; I need company!

Hey, don’t you have boiled peanut masala?

You should have said that first!

Why are you raising your voice?
Useless idiot!

Didn’t you prepare Chicken 65?

I bought half a kilo of chicken!

And how can we manage
all of them in here, madam?

Come up with some useless answers! Wastrel!

Madam, you said you would give me the Netflix
password if I cleaned the house, right?

Will you?

You need Netflix now?

I heard that Lust Stories 2 is out now!

I can only watch it for 15
minutes a day, just for relaxation!

Rascal, don’t you know
how to talk to women?

I’ll hit you with this bottle, idiot!

Uncle…

Why are you doing all these
chores at your age? Disgusting!

Hey, who are you?

I’m the son of builder Bulreddy.

Are you the son of Bulreddy?
How dare you come here?

Watch your tongue. I’m here
to settle our outstanding debts.

Is that so?

As a treasurer, I have
all the details on fingertips.

We suffered a financial loss of 10 crores.

I’ll pay you, sir.

He only mentioned the principal
amount. What about the interest?

I’ll pay that too, sir.

The interest is 28 crores, mate.

So, the total is 38 crores then.

I’ll pay that, sir.

I told you his heart is extra large.

They charge GST on everything,
does that include loans too?

Make it 40 then.

I’ll pay that too, madam.

We should have asked him for a little more.

Sir, my father kept 10 acres
of land with you as collateral.

If you could submit
those documents to me...

Where will you find that?

We sold that and built this.

You sold the Kokapet land?
Uncle, do you know this?

No, I didn’t even know we had land.

How could you sell that
land without asking us?

Hey, what’s this? Raising your
voice in front of this settlement?

Srinu, control yourself.

Pay up those 40 crores first.

The market rate in Kokapet
is 40 crores per acre,

which means you owe us 360
crores. What do you say, uncle?

Oh my! 360 crores?

What are you talking about?

I worked hard,

bribed bank officials,
threw parties for people,

set the documents free, bought a
bottle,

and forged your father’s signature.

And while completing the construction,
we suffered emotional stress.

What about my uncle’s
suffering?

Physically, emotionally,
psychologically, he witnessed real hell.

You used him like some servant!

No chance I’m
letting you all off.

Give us our land, or pay the price.

-What, are you mad?
-Ten acres!

Stop it! Do you think
you’re some macho man?

Jerk, idiot, perv.

Keep quiet!

I’ll kill you!

Douche, scum, wastrel. If you’ve
got the guts, come on, let’s fight!

Son, I’ll play guitar with your
nerves! Or else I’ll change my name!

Why are you still here?
Get lost, you bugger!

Don’t involve my father!

Shut up! Behaving like a coward!

Hey, what are you looking
at? Get lost, you bugger!

What did you say?

He said, “Get lost, bugger!”

[thudding sounds]

It’s bleeding!

[thudding sounds]

Did you lot even care to hear me? You
commented that I’m some coward, huh?

Move aside; I’ve forgotten my BP
tablets. That’s why I lost my control.

Just leave everything. Let's settle this.

Talk amongst yourselves.

You need to register
this penthouse in our uncle’s name.

But what about our entertainment?

You bloody retired old man,
why on earth do you need entertainment?

Alright, son. What’s going on?
-Done.

Will he say no to us if we ask him to have a conversation in that place?
-He will definitely say no.

Jaali won’t forget the past.

I’ve noted all your vulgar behavior,
not just in a book but in my mind.

This community should
be renamed after my father.

Suggest some titles.
-Bulreddy Bazaar.

Do you think this is some sort of farmer’s
market? Mansion! Call it Bulreddy Mansion.

Beautiful!
-Knock it off.

You need to install a 6-foot silver statue of Dad.
-They usually install statues for legends, right?

Don’t you think he’s a legend? He sacrificed
360 crores for the sake of fools like you all.

Of course, he’s a legend. Let’s install one.
-Do you have any demands, uncle?

I have one!
-What’s that?

I need the passwords for all OTT platforms,
like Netflix, Amazon, Hotstar, and Aha.

Usually, film folks use those.
That’s brilliant!

Everything is top-tier. How’s that, uncle?
-Fantastic, man!

Will you let me have them once you’ve finished using them?
-All of these are for you, uncle.

Brand new clothes?
Of course.

What about those slippers?
-For you, too.

And the shoes?
-Naturally, they’re for you.

I’ve always dreamt of wearing the
same brand of slippers, man. -Thanks, man.

The Lord sent you to
save me from this life of poverty.

To be honest, I came here for the
girl I love. I need your help with that.

You’ve restored my dignity, I’d give you my life in return.
-Who’s this girl, and what does she look like?

♪ Hey, my lady with your sharp glances♪

♪ They hit me like lightning♪

♪ Come make your
space in my heart, Sultana♪

♪ You're a mini tornado♪

♪ Your heart sets me ablaze♪

♪ You're like marijuana;
Let me take your breath away♪

♪ You're like a Moroccan woman
making my heart skip a beat♪

♪ You presence sends lava into my veins♪

♪ With the charm of a hurricane,
your hugs feel dazzling♪

♪ You're the Supernova my heart desires♪

♪ Let me be your Queen
on this forbidden path♪

♪ Let me go afloat in your madness♪

♪ It's the intoxication of your world♪

♪ Let this feeling take us to the clouds♪

♪ Let us drink shots of the sky♪

♪ I want to melt in your sizzling arms♪

♪ Your glance sparks a light within me♪

♪ I want to take you on a Maserati ride♪

♪ The kind of ride that
make your spine chilly♪

♪ You blow my mind like the
enchanting Senorita you are♪

♪ I want to appreciate
every inch of you with love♪

♪ You're like a Moroccan woman
making my heart skip a beat♪

♪ You presence sends lava into my veins♪

♪ With the charm of a hurricane,
your hugs feel dazzling♪

♪ You're the Supernova my heart desires♪

♪ I am the Moroccan woman♪

Why on earth do we need to invite Jaali
Reddy for lunch? That useless servant.

No, don’t use these plates.
Get the paper plates.

They’ll arrive any moment now. If they hear us, they’ll come
up with new conditions. I didn’t invite them out of affection.

We’ve settled everything, right? Getting their
initials on the agreement is all we need.

Look, if we worry about the worm inside
the mango, we won’t be able to enjoy it.

They’re here.

Kindly donate the master’s
old clothes and slippers, ma’am.

How many times do
we need to donate to you, idiot?

At least give me the leftovers
from the fridge, ma’am. You’ll be blessed.

It smells so good, Shyam.
Looks like you’ve cooked a lot.

What is it, Kasthuri?

Those shoes... they’re Balmain! Worth a lakh!
You probably didn’t never saw them in your life!

Should I take them off?
-Ah, never mind. Come in.

Son, how’s the food?

You should open a
curry shop with your wife.

It’ll be next level!

Uncle, your daughter...

Does she look like some girl?
She has a daughter ready to be married.

Yes, son, we’re looking for matches.

If anyone in your circle matches our level, let us know.
-Ma’am,

ma’am?

She’s out.

Why’s he here? Do you know Gopi?

-He’s the one who stole 5 lakhs from ma’am.

What? Is he the one?
-Are you Samira’s parents?

Yes.

Why’s he running off without answering us?

Shall we file a complaint?
-Hey, Kasthuri...

I’ll beat the hell out of you
if you call me by my name. Get lost!

Why are they talking like that?
Why on earth did you rob her, man?

Don’t you know our values?

Hey Sai..

Stop messing around.
Tell us what happened in Italy.

What are you giggling about, idiot?
Tell us what happened!

Alright, uncle.

If you spend a euro, you can get a trolley, right?
-One euro is 90 Indian rupees, man!

Idiot! You shouldn’t
exploit people like that.

Why are you frustrated?
We took you to Italy, didn’t we?

You’re using me like a donkey
because you can’t afford one.

Ma’am, the producer...

Did you reach safely?
-Yes, sir. Just got a call from the heroine, sir.

What does she want now?

She’s asking for top-brand costumes,
footwear, and accessories.

How can people even
tell the brand on screen?

You gave a budget of 25 lakhs.
-Yes.

It’ll be at least 50 lakhs
if we want original and branded items, sir.

That’s over budget. I can’t invest more.
Make it 40, dear.

I understand, sir. I’ll try my best.

You’ll need to handle it
if it goes out of my control.

I will.
-You mentioned something extra. What do you mean?

I’ll tell him 50 as a round figure.
-Do you think he’ll pay?

We’ll provide the materials once he pays.
It’s scheduled here. He’ll definitely pay.

Don’t you have any mercy? No compassion?
-If we gave them mercy, we’d end up begging on the streets like you.

I’ll take care of it. Don’t get stressed.

Take your medication on time, Dad.
-Are you Telugu?

Yes.
-Thank God, I found you.

Alright, Dad, a customer is here.
I’ll call you later.

I’m Samira, a film stylist.
-Who do you style for?

Leading stars.
-Wow!

We’re here for four days of shopping.
We need goats. How much do you charge?

2,000, ma’am.
-1,80,000?

If you convert every transaction into Indian
rupees, you won’t be able to afford anything here.

My dad’s suffering from cancer, sir.

We need to do chemo every week.

I’ve been adjusting the
producer’s funds for his treatment.

Your dad has cancer?
-Does your father have cancer, too?

No, but I love my father dearly.

He’s my inspiration.
-What’s that?

He always said, “Problems are like oceans.

You need a ship, a boat,

or at least a yacht to cross them.”

I don’t see inspiration
there, just confusion.

How would you understand the emotion behind it, you fool?
-Exactly.

It’s inspiring how you follow
your father’s words so well!

So kind of you, ma’am. Since you’re saying your father has cancer, just give me 1,000 euros. I’ll manage.
-With fuel, right?

You didn’t mention the hotel. Can’t we find
better rooms than these useless hotels?

No, ma’am.

Drop us at the nearest railway station.

Why?

We can sleep in the waiting room after
dropping our luggage in the cloakroom.

Are we staying the whole day?
We’ll manage.

What do you say, Pinky?
-Agreed.

Agreed? -No way. That won’t happen.
I came in economy class. I can't adjust.

You’re sharing a room with 10 people,
and now you’re complaining?

You shouldn’t be this greedy.
-It’s not greed, you idiot. It’s necessity.

I understand your situation. A friend of
mine runs a home stay. I’m staying there.

You can stay if you don’t mind.
-How much do they charge?

Very reasonable. 200 euros
with breakfast and dinner.

We don’t have that budget.
You know about my dad’s chemo.

I know. I’ll sort something out.
-Your words are magic.

I can sense it.
-My dad said something valuable once...

Did he tell you to trust everyone blindly?

You can remove a thorn if it pierces your leg,
but if it ends up in your eye, you lose the eye.

Seems like his dad left him on the streets,
talking nonsense. Wonder how he survives.

Appaji,

They’re Telugu and from the film industry. Hello.
I brought them here. They need a five-day stay.

Tell them about the payment.
-Her father has health issues. Consider that and add the difference to my bill.

You believe any story if they mention their father.
-We’re both sentimental about our fathers.

No, you’re just money-crazed.

[thudding sounds]

Seems like the deal is done.

What’s that sound?
What’s in the boot?

Nothing.
-What do you mean by that? I can hear something.

Let me see.

Who’s he? A criminal?

If someone cheats me, they’re a criminal.

What did he do?
-He sold me an old battery with a new cover.

I can tolerate anything but cheating.
-That battery was worth 10k.

People are looting lakhs here.

Appaji, take them inside.

I’ll handle him.
-Madam, please come in. It’s better!

Madam, this isn’t some suicide point.
-She’s not going to commit suicide, don’t worry.

Oh, okay. You go ahead.

Why did you bash him like that?

What’s with this setup,
like some reality show?

Is he going to kill him or what?
-No, he’ll leave him once that guy realises his mistake.

What if he doesn’t come to his senses?
-There won’t be any chance for realisation in the midst of all that torture.

Madam, it seems he’s lost his mind due
to watching too many of Shankar’s films.

And you’re doing stunts like
a heroine in one of Rajamouli’s films.

Be careful, or you’ll
end up in that basement.

He’s roaming around
like a madman in Milan.

Does he deserve such a big punishment
for such a small fraud?

It’s not about the size,
cheating is a sin, period.

The reason India is the second most
indebted country is cheating.

The reason India ranks
fifth in wrongdoing is cheating.

The reason I’m standing here
today is because of cheating.

What’s that about?
-Some guy cheated my dad and swindled 2 lakhs from him, then fled to Italy. I’m here looking after him.

I’m here looking after him.
-You came all the way here for the sake of 2 lakhs?

Like I said, I’ll go to any extent to find the one who cheated me!
-We’ll go inside.

Keep going.

So many dishes! It doesn’t feel like we’ve
come to Milan it’s more like an Indian feast!

Stop showing off and use your hands.
-Appaji,

Look at that girl and her table manners.
-Looks like she’s eating as if the food might run out.

Nothing, mate, I feel a connection
with her. We only have five days.

You think I can woo her?

I think you’ll just end up as the clown.

I have a positive
feeling I’ll win her over.

How’s the food?
-Good,

But there are too many
bones in the chicken.

Sorry, we won’t repeat that mistake next time.
-Ravindra Reddy is very close to me.

Who’s he?
-You don’t know him?

He’s the president of the All India Balayya
Fans Association. He’s my childhood friend.

He listens to everything Balayya says.

Even the staff at Basavatharakam hospital listen to him.
-Why are you telling me all this?

Your dad has cancer, right?

Oh -How can you just
say “Oh”? It’s cancer, mate!

We can’t exactly say “Aha,” can we?

I just spoke with Reddy.

They’ll conduct the chemo for free
if you admit your dad to the hospital.

You don’t need to worry about
the treatment. Try the keema.

I need to go shopping tomorrow.
I’m off to bed. Good night.

Good night.

Sai, go to sleep early.

Hey, Sai...

Who’s this new guy?
-People come and go.

Why did he bash him like that?
-Didn’t you say your dish had too many bones? That’s why he dragged him away.

Since then, he’s been bashing him.

It’s good that we’re in Italy. If we were in
India, he’d be committing murder every hour.

It’s so hard dealing with him.

Cheating is quite common these days, isn’t it?
-Did you just say cheating is common? Cheating is a disease!

Just like he sold you bad chicken,
your dad is suffering from cancer.

How are a chicken in Milan and
my dad’s cancer in India related? -Related?

If you eat expired chicken,
your digestion won’t happen properly.

That leads to fungus, which becomes a virus, which
becomes bacteria, and eventually damages the liver.

Ulcers form, leading to cancer.

Now, tell me, is it related
to your dad’s cancer?

No, my dad’s a vegetarian.
He’s never eaten chicken.

Then it doesn’t apply. So why does he have cancer?
-That’s why we should go shopping. Come on!

Oh my goodness, 90%
of the shopping is done,

but we’ve only spent 5% of the money.

Based on that, our profit margin will be 50%.
-Don’t count yourself in.

Learn the ropes first. Do you know the meaning of ‘Kaste Phali’?
-Yes, if we work hard, you’ll enjoy the fruits of it!

Always crying on about others...
-Oh, come on,

That madman is going
crazy over a little cheating.

If he finds out about your
scams, he’ll rip you apart.

Even you’re right, mate. We need to
vacate this place as soon as possible.

God bless you! We were just talking about you.
-What? You finished shopping in a flash!

I thought women shopped for hours!
-Priorities are different here!

Madam forgot her phone here.

It’s her dad. He might get
worried if I don’t answer.

Hello?
-Who’s this? Where’s my daughter?

I’m her cab driver, sir.
She left her phone here.

Don’t worry, sir, I’ve spoken to Balayya.
-Balayya? For what?

For your cancer treatment, sir.
-Cancer? For me?

Has my daughter made up this story?
-Yes.

My daughter’s a money-grabber! She’ll
lie as much as she needs to for money.

If you trust her, you’ll end
up on the streets. Be careful.

Oh my! This much cheating!

Madam, we’ve got 5 euros left. Shall we make it 50? Make it 500.
-What are you planning for Travel Gopi?

What else could it be?

He arranged the cab and accommodation,

didn’t he? He has an interest in you,
I don’t know if you’ve noticed!

You think I didn’t? I’m turning
his interest into cash. Got it?

I don’t know... you two make a good pair.

I’ll end up washing dishes
if I marry someone like him.

True, -Madam. He came here
for 2 lakhs but has spent 10 lakhs.

It’s ridiculous.
-He doesn’t have financial discipline.

No way.
-He has no vision, no survival skills.

No

No survival skills.

If you marry him,
you’ll be selling snacks on the street.

The madman is here!
-Such a terrible cheating it is.

Did you just scam me
by changing the figures?

They say zero has no value,

but your cheating certainly does!

The budget for film production is going
through the roof because of people like you.

Producers are passing the burden to distributors, who
pass it on to exhibitors, and eventually to the audience.

That’s why people are
turning to OTT platforms.

Because of you, even reputable
producers are afraid to start new films.

Where’s our Eetharam Babarao?

Where’s our Atluri Poorna Chandrarao?
-They’re in Film Nagar, sir.

They’re alive, mate! I’m asking if they’re still producing!
-No, sir.

A producer is like a father,
and you’re the cancer to him.

You’re all set to scam me by
pretending your father has cancer.

Get to the basement.
Appaji, drag them down!

I’ll drag them now.
-Shut up!

You made up your confession just to impress
me in the cab. Isn’t that considered cheating?

You can’t even earn 50,000 a month, but you want to marry me
when I’m making 50 lakhs per trip. That’s your outdated plan!

Do you know what makes a
film a mega-blockbuster classic?

The directors and writers?
-My foot.

It’s our styling and costuming
that brings the masses to the theatres.

Sai, pack our bags. Let’s go.

What about the payment?
-Forget the payment!

I’ll file a case that you tried to rape and rob jewellery from us.
-Goodness gracious!

If I report the torture you do in the basement to
the cops, they’ll beat the daylights out of you!

You’ll end up on the streets without
a meal if I file a case!

Hey, pack everything!
-Ma'am, stay there, we’ll come with the luggage.

Pack faster!
-Look...

What?
-You smashed us, and we endured it! But our time will come, and we’ll hit back hard!

My foot, get lost!

You seem down, Gopi.
-Nothing like that, I just lost my senses because of her confidence.

Little giddiness.

I told you she’s a firecracker, didn’t I?
-Yes, you did.

Pinky, make sure you buy the
accessories at a low price, got it?

Okay.
-Madam..

We can get fake peanuts, right?
-Do we really need to come all this way for her, like some idiot suggested?

This is the manufacturing
unit, we can get it at half price.

Oh my, there’s no end to her greed!

Stop teasing me!

He’s still in shock.
There’s an error with the payment now.

We fed her like pigs,
yet she still scolded us!

They’re dangerous people, mate.
-I told you, didn’t I?

Of course, you did.

Why is this Costume Sai calling now?

It seems they’ve forgotten some of their clothes.
-They want to use me even more.

Just answering their call is a sin.

It seems you’ve got a lot
of resentment toward them.

Answer the call.
-Why’s he calling so many times?

What, do you want to get played for a fool again?
-What, are you joking?

Appaji, I’ve got a headache, get me some tea.
-I’ll get you a strong one.

Hey, bring it to me.

You...

You...

[thudding sounds]

Hello?
Sir, Samira madam was...

[phone ringing]

Hello, sir?
-What, have you returned my money?

Didn’t you buy the costumes?
-The purchasing is done, sir.

I’ve realized how sinful
it is to cheat someone,

so I’ve returned the remaining amount.

Sorry for causing you any stress, sir.

♪ I’ll come, I’ll come,
but don’t drift away ♪

♪ You are the beauty of a hundred years,
wrap me like a gift but don’t say no ♪

♪ Don’t play tricks, don’t stay silent,
don’t stop speaking ♪

♪ Don’t shut your eyes, don’t act like you’re
looking away or moving away, don’t create confusion ♪

♪ My memories stir like this,
why this pain, you are all over my mind ♪

♪ Because of you, I’m like this,
burning inside me, oh Samira! ♪

♪ Every step speaks to me,
why does my heart stand still ♪

♪ As our eyes meet like this, you have
become a goddess within my heart, Samira! ♪

♪ Your dreamy gaze sets fire,
my dreams revolve around it ♪

♪ The wind has stirred,
dreams run wild, listen as they burn ♪

♪ The clouds know that the
tune won’t play without them ♪

♪ But the heart sings unknowingly ♪ I became a song,
I became love, under your whisper, I’m carried away ♪

♪ I reached a place of mercy under
your grace, like fireflies in the rain ♪

♪ My memories stir like this, why
this pain, you are all over my mind ♪

♪ Because of you, I’m like this,
burning inside me, Samira! ♪

♪ Every step speaks to me,
why does my heart stand still ♪

♪ As our eyes meet like this, you have
become a goddess within my heart, Samira! ♪

These five days went by so quickly. I feel like
something’s missing as we leave this place.

Let’s head to the airport, collect the necklace,
and have some food at the Galleria Mall.

Sorry, Samira, I need to pick up an
important guest sent by my father.

If you give me the receipt, I’ll collect the necklace and meet you at the Galleria Mall.
-I’ll be waiting.

Ma'am, the flight’s about to leave.
-It’ll take at least an hour to reach the airport.

Let’s go.

Madam, they’ve made the announcement. He won’t come.
-Come on.

I never thought he’d do this.
-What can we do?

Everything’s fine, but
I have two questions.

What’s that?
First,

how did you manage to get all
these expensive gifts as a cab driver?

Dad always talked about your obsession
with costumes, so I saved up for this.

I see! Thanks, mate.

And second, why didn’t you give the necklace to her?
-I have a solid reason for that!

Sai, take these costumes and...
-Madam, Gopi’s here.

Is he? Where?

Over there!
Hi.

Sorry, Samira. On the way to the airport,
I spotted the fraudster who conned my dad.

I lost my phone chasing him and couldn’t
contact you. I came here to return this to you.

Sorry, Gopi. I misunderstood because
I listened to this fool.

I’m really sorry.

It’s okay.
-Thank you.

Hey, mango, you two don’t even
have the decency your daughter has!

God bless you with peace, memories,
and remedies for all your problems.

Matching Prasad!
-Who on earth is he? A tailor?

You don’t know the difference
between Himan Pasand and Dil Pasand.

He’s the top marriage broker in Hyderabad.

Who do we need to find a match for?

You need to find a charming man
for our glowing daughter.

That’s my job, but the funds are a little high.
-We don’t care about the fee; the match has to be top-tier.

Hello, which police station?
Mr. SI?

Yes, sir, I’m on my way! Coming!

Are you finding brides for SIs too?
Not for finding, for signing.

I’m walking out on parole now.
-Bail? Have you committed murder?

No, I arranged the marriage of a judge’s
son, but the bride ran off with someone else.

I got nominated as A1.

Oh my!
-Yes, I’ve got a call from the Narsing police station.

Yes sir..

I arranged the marriage for the DGP’s son

It was worse than a pandemic!
I’ve got 11 cases pending.

You won’t find errors like that with our daughter.
-I’m saying this from experience—no one truly knows how their daughter behaves.

That’s why I’ve made a rule. I’ll talk to her
once, and if she’s okay with it, we’ll proceed.

Otherwise, you can walk away.

Come over once you’re done with signing at the
station. We’ll dress our daughter up nicely.

For what?
-To listen to your conditions.

-Yo!
-[shutter clicks]

Samaira, you’ve been
asking to get a dog, right?

I’ve called the best
dog seller in Hyderabad.

If you tell him what kind
of dog you’re after, he’ll arrange it.

You used to say no to dogs, right?
-I’m like a ripe mango, love.

I look tough, but I’m sweet
once you open me up.

Which station, sir?
Gachibowli? Yeah, on my way.

Good day, sir.
-Come on in, Prasad.

What would you like—cut mangoes,
sucking mangoes, mango juice?

I don’t have that much time, sir.

If you could call your daughter,
I need to head to Gachibowli station.

It’s convenient to have a police station
nearby with all the cases you have.

Mr. Prasad, this is my daughter, Samaira.

Greetings.
-Don’t be shy, be honest.

Are you okay with entering this
relationship? Hold on, madam.

Speak out
-What do you mean by relationship?

He’s talking about dogs,
as they have feelings too.

They’d suffer if you don’t show care.

I’ve been waiting for ages!

My dad only just agreed,
and I’ve been asking since Class XII

Since Class XII?
-Yes, Prasad

Like craving a mango out of season!

What qualities are you
looking for in the boy, dear?

Boy?
-He meant a male dog!

Oh, there’s no strict preference
male or female, it’s fine!

Why is she like this, Mr. Shyam?

It’s a joke! She means
she needs one urgently.

If you tell me your
requirements, I’ll note them down.

He has to crawl all over me.

She’s too wild!

-He has to lick my feet.
She’s bold!

I don’t mind a bit of wildness,
but he shouldn’t bite me.

Bite? Sounds like domestic violence!

Oh!

He has to stay up all night.
He shouldn’t bark, even if I tie him up.

Shyam, is she looking
for a dog or a husband?

A husband who’s like a dog.
-And one more thing...

We’ve already lost our heads—what more?

Sometimes I’ll send
him to my friend’s place.

He needs to get along
with them too, without shouting!

Share him with your friends?

What is this, a Wi-Fi password?

I’m like that! I share
everything with my friends.

They send stuff to our place
all the time, don’t they, Dad?

Yes, dear.
-What on earth is this, Mrs. Kasthuri?

It’s like a social gathering, sir.
-Jeez, a social gathering?

I need him urgently.
-I don’t care about the price.

Price? What the hell is that?

She meant 'Dowry'
-I got this now, Mr. Shyam

He needs to run, but she won’t let him go!

I've people who chases
for these sort of girls!

Thanks, Prasad. Make it quick.

Mrs. Kasthuri, no offence,
but your daughter is very open.

We raised her in an
open-minded environment.

But, this is too open!

Our family values that kind of strength.
One need to oppose us..

Yes, sir, coming!

Ouch!
-Jeez!

Who are you?
Are you blind or what?

Courier boy?
-Do I look like a courier boy?

I’m the owner of SR Marriage Bureau.

What business do you have here?

I’m arranging a match for
Mango Shyam’s daughter.

Is that enough, or do
you want more details?

Is his daughter okay with the match?
-She’s mad about marriage now.

Why would I be mad about you, sir?
I’m on my way! Hang up the call.

What’s this, son?
After all you’ve done for her

she accepted the proposal
like nothing happened!

I guess she wasn’t satisfied
with what I did.

[phone ringing]

Sir?

Saddam, I'm sending you a photograph
of a kid along with her details

Just go and kill her
-Okay, sir

Come on, Darshana, it’s your day. Cheer up.

-The kids are waiting for you, dear.

Come, let’s cut the cake.
-I don’t want to celebrate my birthday.

Hi, Darshana!

There he is.
-Why is she so down?

What happened?

Don’t know, Gopi.
She’s refusing to cut the cake.

Will she listen to a random guy
after saying no to her family?

Well said.

Look at everyone, they are feeling
sad for you! Tell me what's your problem!

I’m missing my school.

I don’t have a mum,
and Dad’s always at work.

None of my friends know
what I’m going through.

It’s not fair, uncle!

Her mum left gifts for
her when she was alive.

She decided what gift
to give her each year.

That’s why Karthik sent this diary.

[melancholic music playing]

Now I see—the mastermind
behind this girl..

is her mother.

As the answer to all your questions,
your mum sent this diary.

If life is a war, keep
fighting with a smile.

If life is a war, fight with a smile

Uncle, I don’t know how to read Telugu.

Will you read it aloud for me, please?

I'll show you

She’s diagnosed with breast cancer..

with secondary lesions in the lung.

Is it curable?

It’s already in the advanced stage.

We need to start chemo immediately.

What about the baby, if we do chemo?
-Frankly, it’s impossible.

But if you want to survive, we must start.

Do I have to kill my baby to survive?

I can’t do that.

Shruti, don’t be foolish.

Try to get into the situation

Shruti, let's proceed with Chemo

No, Karthik.
-Shruti, please try to understand.

I said no.

Shruti, I know you’re stubborn,
but think about the treatment once.

I don’t make decisions without thinking.

My only goal is to see my baby.

For every woman, conceiving
a child is like a battle.

For me, until I give birth, it’s a war.

I will fight for my goal,
and I need your support, Karthik.

Bharat said, that, you’re carrying a girl.

What, really?

Yeah!

Yes, another stubborn girl like you.

♪ A mother’s heart is heavy ♪

♪ It has something to say, please listen ♪

♪ Gathering every breath, I wrote this.. ♪

♪ In your missteps.. ♪

♪ In the moments of hesitation.. ♪

♪ I couldn’t stand beside you, maybe.. ♪

♪ Don’t look around, asking where I am.. ♪

♪ I’ll always be here, just like you.. ♪

♪ On my dear child,
I’ll be that protective glance.. ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ If your step falters.. here I am.. ♪

♪ I’ll always be right behind
you, my little one! ♪

♪ Don’t fear a dream.. never..
I’ll be your peace, my little one!! ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ Even if surrounded by deep darkness.. ♪
Even if storm clouds gather.. ♪

♪ The moon itself can’t touch you..
nothing can reach you.. ♪

♪ Even if the earth buries you.. ♪
Even if the fire burns harshly.. ♪

♪ The little seed in your
hands.. will surely bloom.. ♪

♪ In a sea of ice on a boat floating..

♪ the waves won’t show mercy.. ♪

♪ When you step on the
ground.. that's when ♪

♪ the battle begins and it won’t stop.. ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ If your step falters.. here I am.. ♪

♪ I’ll always be right behind
you, my little one! ♪

♪ Don’t fear a dream.. never.. ♪
I’ll be your peace, my little one!! ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child..♪

♪ Even if your eyes are blindfolded.. ♪
Even if your hands are bound.. ♪

♪ The pain will vanish, at
least for a little while.. ♪

♪ No matter how sharp the sword is.. ♪
No matter how strong the stone is.. ♪

♪ There’s no evidence that
it can defeat the flow of water.. ♪

♪ If courage doesn’t soar in the wind.. ♪

♪ Then even wings would
be useless for you.. ♪

♪ With my last breath, I say this.. ♪

♪ Keep these words hidden
in your heart.. just a little..♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ If your step falters.. here I am.. ♪

♪ I’ll always be right behind
you, my little one! ♪

♪ Don’t fear a dream.. never.. ♪
I’ll be your peace, my little one!! ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

♪ If your step falters.. here I am.. ♪

♪ I’ll always be right behind
you, my little one! ♪

♪ Don’t fear a dream.. never.. ♪
I’ll be your peace, my little one!! ♪

♪ You’re a stubborn mother’s child.. ♪

[monitor beeping]

Happy birthday to you!
-Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday, dear!

This is for you
-Thank you, uncle

You're just amazing, Gopi
Thank you so much.

The sweet was taken by the bee!
-We need to separate.

Look, Lokanadham, it’s lakh per foot now!

They’re in a money crisis,
so they’re selling at 50 grand

Bulreddy brother…

Give me some time, Bulreddy.
-Haven’t you suffered from paralysis yet?

Who’s this?
Why is he babbling about your paralysis?

He’s my brother, a mental patient.

Mental patient for me? Come on!
Sai, take care of him. Come with me.

Come on
-Speak out

Tell me, who told you I’m suffering from paralysis?
-Your son, Gopi Reddy.

Hey, Sai..
-Dad

He’s my son, Sai Reddy.
-Greetings, uncle.

Then who is he?
-He’s using you as a plaything!

Who are you?
-Are you daft?

I’m your brother’s son.
-I just met both of them recently.

Why did you deceive me?
Tell me

Tell me, are you some king of Mysore
or Nawab to cheat? Just a scoundrel!

I bailed you out from your beggar’s life.

I made you the owner of this penthouse..

where you used to sleep with the maids.

I didn’t cheat you; I just lied to you.

What’s the difference?

Lying means saying something untrue;
cheating is deceiving someone.

I’m not asking for definitions in English!

Then what are you asking?

I’m asking about the differences.

Cheating means dumping,
while lying is just managing situations.

There’s a big difference, got it?

Yes, but… I have a doubt.
-What?

Why do you get triggered
every time I mention Bulreddy?

Good question

Your Bulreddy brother is a loafer, a
wastrel, a vagabond, I know that very well.

Did you notice this?
I never reacted when you insulted Bulreddy

but I reacted every time
you insulted my father.

Because I connect with my father.

He’s a wonderful human being, a noble soul.

Wouldn’t I get angry if you
talked badly about my father?

Is that wrong?
-Everyone gets triggered if their father is insulted.

Don’t you get triggered
if I insult your father?

Just hearing his name makes me furious!

Why?
- Leave it; no one needs to know about this.

Why not?

I don’t want to go back
to that life of poverty.

Yes, it’s hard to live like that,
and that’s why I like you.

Darshana, be careful!

Darshana!
-Sir, what happened?

Darshana is missing!
She's here till now

Darshana...

Dear.. Darshana.. Dear..

Depending on your statement,
this child is in severe danger.

That’s why we’re sending her to an
undisclosed location under witness protection.

Who is he?
-He’s the one who saved the girl twice. This is Gopi.

Oh, good man, you’ve done a great job.

Thank you, sir.
-Sir, your phone.

Your phone might be tracked.

This phone is encrypted.

Use this as a contact bridge between us.

Any communication will be
under our supervision.

And all of this is just for her safety

[melancholic music playing]

Play

Thanks, uncle.
-Have it, dear.

Grandpa, how long do we
have to stay here? I’m scared.

When will I go back to school?
I’m missing all my classes.

Until your dad comes here, dear.

Once he’s here, he’ll
take all of us away. Okay?

The girl is in Goa under witness
protection with four constables.

Send the location to
my younger brother, Bilal.

He’ll take care of everything
and free us from this tension.

He’s a monster!

Daddy will come and take us all from here.

Okay, cutie?

[gun shots firing]

[groaning]

[thudding sounds]

What’s wrong, dear?

Grandpa… Grandpa..

[knife swishing]

[rod flinging]

Don’t be afraid!

[gun clicks]

No… no…
Darshana..

[trigger clicks]

[sharp gasp]

[melancholic music playing]

I don’t have a mum, and Dad is at work.

None of my friends understand my pain!

[gun shots firing]

Darshana… get up, dear!

Darshana… get up, dear!

Darshana… open your eyes!

Darshana..

My Brother.

He is a martyr for killing the girl.

His face is utterly demolished.

Otherwise, I would have
taken a memento with him.

Does he have any decent photos?

He watched many Telugu dubbed movies;
otherwise, he wouldn’t have this much emotion.

Go and say, ♪ Rest in peace.♪

He is a terrorist from Pakistan,
not a tourist from Rajasthan.

He is dead against peace.

Everyone should be handled individually.

People like us shouldn’t be emotional.

Meaningless.

Don’t associate me with you.

I’m a patriot who will die for my country.

You are a traitor who sold your country.

Everyone will go to saints
to learn about themselves,

But you’ll just say it casually.

How is the girl doctor?

Very sensitive and the longest operation.

Luckily, the bullet didn’t
hit her heart; she is safe.

Thank you so much, doctor.

She’ll regain consciousness in
two days; she’ll be fine, don’t worry.

Thank you, doctor.

Hello Karthi

Daddy, how is Darshana?

-She is safe.
-Thank God.

Speak with Gopi.

Hello Gopi.

Sir.

You saved my daughter by risking your life.

I’m indebted to you.

Thank you so much.

Don’t worry, I’ll take
care of her until you return.

Hello?

That girl is safe. Out of danger, sir.

Is it?

Gopi saved her at the last minute.

Very good, keep in touch.

Okay, sir.

That girl is alive.

She is out of danger.

He was unable to kill a small
child and poses as a monster.

He became a headless lobster.

I didn’t complete my brother’s last rites.

I’ll kill Gopi and pay
tribute to my brother.

I’m going to Goa.

How can you recognise him?

Get the photo and send it to me.

I need his family here;

I have to kill them all.

Take measurements carefully.

The elder one should not blame
us; he needs it done properly.

Who are these people?

I gave this pool area to My Home
Rameswara Rao for development.

They’ll construct twin towers here.

In this place?

Where will the kids play?

They’ll play indoor games.

Should I bear the loss for their games?

If they build towers here, our
flats won’t get enough ventilation.

We will suffer from Vitamin D deficiency.

Buy and eat vitamin D capsules.
Next.

We will face a water problem
if the apartments increase.

Be prepared.
Next.

You are not living up to
your name, Mr. Jali Reddy.

Are you living, Mr. Dharma Rao?

Did you ever speak the
truth, Mr. Satyamurthy?

See, Mr. Rameswara Rao sent a vehicle.

Where is Gopi?

He is my son, my power, my energy.

Do you have any other family members?

We don’t have anyone
else except for each other;

I’m the only one responsible for
making decisions.

Shall we go?
Waiting.

Stop the TV and sleep, dear.

I’m unable to sleep, Grandpa.

Okay.

Support and bless an orphan.

Vote for them and make them win!

Hello?

Sir, I’m Ramprasad speaking.

Yes.

She remembered the killer.

What?

He is none other than Mr. Bachiraju,
brother of Central Minister Mr. Ramaraju.

Is it?

-Did you speak with anyone else?
-No, sir.

Don’t reveal it to anyone.

It’ll be risky for her.

-When are you coming to Hyderabad?
-Tomorrow morning is the flight.

Send me the ticket details;
I’ll arrange the security.

Yes, Avinash?

Bachiraju, she recognised you.

She is coming to Hyderabad tomorrow.

I’m sending the details; you know the rest.

Yeah, I know.

How did she recognise me?

Because of me.

I’m the reason.

I thought proactively and made
posters of you and your brother.

You got sympathy, and even
small kids know about you.

Who asked you to do that, you moron?

I made it out of affection.

Did your brother ask me for strategies?

I’m ready with the next posters too.

What is this?

I made this out of the box
and spent my own money.

Be grateful I spared your life.

What is this nonsense?
Why aren’t you questioning?

I’m silent because I know.

I need to know what happened.

I’m saying this with experience. Don’t
try to know more; it’ll be risky for you.

Keep quiet and leave.

-No, listen.
-I’ll kill you. Go away!

Mysterious person.

Hey Deekshitulu, are you
enjoying my current condition?

No, sir.

I’ll involve you too.

Your eyeballs will pop out.

Dear.

I spoke with Commissioner sir.

They said they’ll provide protection
if we give them the flight details.

Sir, the Commissioner
might be an honest one,

But there is a mole there;

otherwise, how would they know
about the Witness Protection Place?

That’s why I’ve a different plan for her.

Is he the one?

Mr. Rameswara Rao is kind-hearted.

But you’re different.

How dare you beat me?

Do you know my background?

Gopi is behind me.

My boss went to nab him.

My boss decided to kill Gopi’s
family to avenge his brother’s death.

I’m just eager for money.

-I don't have any relationship with him.
-Give me his photo.

Okay, sir.

Here it is.

He is not my son, sir.

Send it to me via WhatsApp.

I’m bankrupt and don’t
have enough data pack.

Please give me a hotspot.

My phone ran out of battery.

Do you have a small pin charger?

Small pin charger?

Who uses those phones now?

I’m using it because of poverty.

Shut up!

Hey, get him a charger.

Okay, sir.

Patient Name: Darshana.

-Room number, please.
-One minute, sir.

They just left.

Nice.

You do everything perfectly.

[singing randomly]

Turn down the volume.

Hey, shall we start the party?

We need to start work now as
we don't have enough money.

Did you spend the entire money?

We can earn money easily.

First, let’s enjoy.

That Rebel Sharma came to Goa to catch you.

Be careful.

Don’t worry, we are under disguise.

He has your photos.

We are not worried.

We will slip from his clutches.

You enjoy in Bangkok.

-He dashed into us.
-[thud sound]

Hey idiots, move your vehicle.

He dashed into us and is scolding us.

You dashed our vehicle; cut
us some money for the damage.

I’ll kill you.

Let’s move.

[tyres screeching]

Come back, you moron.

He came.

Suri, he damaged our
vehicle and scolded us.

Giri, we should not leave him.

Yes, we should nab him.

Rebel Sharma.

Hey chaddi gang, the
photos are in perfect sync.

Tell me your names or else.
It will be 1:7.

Hari, Suri, Giri.

Ri, Ri, Ri.

Then what about your leader? Where is he?

Or else, like I said, it will be 1:7.

Our boss is in that black vehicle.

Why are you going slowly?

He's escaping. Go fast.

Why are you interested in
getting your leader caught?

Our leader is our strength,
our power, our blood.

I’ll drink his blood now.
Drink if you can.

Come on! Fast.

Railway station.

Please sit here, sir;

-I’ll try for tickets.
-Okay.

I’ll also come.

He’s harvesting our crop.

She’s roaming around him.

Will we leave it like that?

Bulli Reddy is the only
option to buy land in Goa.

I’ll get you land near
the sea. Listen to me.

-And you can drive your own yacht.
-Bulli Reddy.

Mr. Mango Shyam!

You disturbed me financially, and
your son is disturbing me mentally.

What did you do?
Nothing.

-Who is he?
-He is my son.

Who are you?

Sir, respect.

Are you a governor to give respect?

You possessed my idea
as if it is a piece of land.

Jaali also told me. Who are you?

I can understand how idiotic your father
is when you call this loafer your father!

Sir, mind your tongue.

What will you do, you cheater?

Who is your father? Is he a pickpocket?

Stop speaking about my father.

A father gives his son an identity;

your father is a rogue as
he can’t give you an identity.

Why isn’t he beating me,
even after scolding a lot?

Get lost, you idiot.

Tell me who your
father is, who that idiot is.

Tell me, you idiot.

Oh, dear!

Why is she smiling when he got hurt?

What happened, father?

He is Bulli Reddy, and he is not his son.

-When I confronted him,
-He slapped him and disrespected him.

Gopi, why did you cheat us?

Why did you hit my father?

Samaira, I can’t explain anything now.

That kid’s safety is now important to me.

It's hurting, dear.

He is just finding excuses.

My parents never raised their hand on me

First-time manhandling

Mango farmers hit you many times
because of your debts, didn't they?

They hit me with masks
on, but not without them.

I've faced many hurdles
in life, but not slaps.

Samaira, you should have been
suspicious when he snatched your chain.

Dear, you've been cheated twice
and shouldn't allow it to happen again.

Kasturi, take her away.

Buli Reddy, thank you for helping
me separate my girl from him.

I'll see you. Bye.

Hey, you used my identity
and should pay me for royalties.

-Is that enough?
-More than enough.

Sir, tickets, please.

No.

Sir, tickets.

No.

Sir, we’re with family;
please adjust five tickets.

Go and speak to that guy.

Is he another ticket collector?

No, he’s the favourite
passenger of IRCTC, Suresh Gopi.

Why would a passenger have tickets?

You’re lucky it’s the first of the month.

The first is the happiest
day for all employees.

It’s an unlucky day for Suresh Gopi.

Last year, on May 1st,
he started his journey...

from Goa to Hyderabad
for his sister’s wedding.

Everyone goes to Goa for a
wedding, but he did it in reverse.

He’s a hardcore follower of Salman Khan.

Salman’s sister got married at
the Falaknuma Palace, Hyderabad.

So, he followed the same path.

His entire family died in a train
accident. He was the only survivor.

Oh, no!

He suffered a brain
injury in that accident,

due to which he has a peculiar problem.

What’s that, sir?

He searches for a family
on the first of every month.

How will they return from the dead?

I arrange them, sir.

If he connects with
them, he’ll provide tickets.

Will he charge for the tickets?

He won’t, but I will.

You’ll get tickets there,
but payment is made here—

50% extra as well.

Is there black market here too?

In cinemas, you must buy popcorn.

but here, everything is free
because he’s mad about his family.

I'd be in the wrong
if I don't tell you this.

But there’s a small problem.

What’s that, sir?

You must never reveal
that you’re not his family.

If we do…

Last time, Mr. Subba Rao tried to do that.

He pushed him off the train, and he died.

-If we say aren’t his family,
-He’ll kill you.

-If we say we are his family,
-He’ll love you.

I’ll accept it.

You look very confident.

Where’s that family star?

The one in pink. He's looking for you.

He looks like a pickpocket;
how can I claim he’s my son?

Are we sharing our properties?
It’s our necessity now.

One sugar-less coffee for father,
dosa for mum, and fritters for Pinky.

We’ll use the facilities and
leave him in the morning.

-Come on, let’s go.
-I don’t want anything.

Protein shake.

Salman Bhai!

We will welcome everyone with swag.

Gopi!

Why are you staring at your parents?

Abbu, Ammi.

Who are they?

What will Sallu Bhai call Salim Bhai?

Who knows?

You’re forgetting things, father.

Moreover,

Who is she?

You’re forgetting things.

She’s your sister.

Sorry.

Hi.

Where’s my uncle?

Near the compartment.
Give us the tickets.

Okay.

One second.

Where are the other relatives?
They’ll reach by flight.

It’s a problem if we became rich.

Waste of tickets.

Pack the things.

Abbu... We’ll welcome everyone with swag.

Whatever, let's go.

Abbu is definitely a bother.

One idli for uncle.

It’s not right to cheat him.
He's mentally not sane.

It’s not cheating, brother; he’ll
feel happy seeing us as his family.

This is our only option.

The train is full.

Where is Gopi?

We can’t ensure the kid’s
safety if Gopi doesn’t come.

I’ll arrange it.

Sir, my name is Mango Shyam.

Our family is under threat; if you
protect us till we reach Hyderabad, you.

I'll reward you in some way.

How much?

1000 per person.

That’s why there’s a threat to you.

10000 per person.

No, sir, I can only allow 5000 per person.

Okay, send on GPay.

Where's Gopi?

He should be here by now.

Here he is.

Who?

Madhu. Welcome.

-Madhu?
-To carry the luggage.

Who's Madhu?

Who is Madhu?

Where are we going?
Hyderabad.

I’m not talking about the destination; I’m
speaking about the wedding destination.

Wedding? Whose?

My sister Pinky’s with Madhu.
Did you forget?

Pinky’s marriage with Madhu!!

What’s this?

Medicine for Alzheimer’s.

I don’t have Alzheimer’s.

Did you forget that too?

This is called Alzheimer's.

What will happen if we take
that medicine without the disease?

I don’t know.

What do you know then?

Sit beside my sister. Your feet will hurt.

-Uncle, eat this.
-Thank you.

-Pray to Him.
-Bless you.

-Who is this kid?
-Your niece.

Please call me uncle, dear.

Uncle!

May your path be filled
with success, love, and joy.

May God guide you everywhere.

Amen.

Why is he flaunting that
silver chain like it’s gold?

-Yes, Bachiraju,
-I’ve sent you Gopi’s photo.

They’re coming to Hyderabad by flight.

Idiot, they’re travelling by train.

Drop the call.

Avinash said it’s by flight.

I don’t know, sir.

What do you know? Other
than staring like a monster.

[phone shatters]

How dare you escape from me?

We spilled the beans because he caught us?

You give us courage.

Am I your leader?

Who are you guys?

Got it. You’re not our leader,
and we aren’t even related.

See, sir, I don’t know any of them.

I don’t know them.

You're right.

He’ll reveal everything once
we take him to the station.

Why are the police here?

We need seven tickets, Mr. TC.

Go to D7.

No extra payments will be given.

Just pay the ticket price.

This is a dangerous gang; their
men will board the train to help them.

Even a mosquito can’t
board the train without a ticket.

Samaira, I need to clarify what happened.

Bro, I think your sister doesn’t like me.

It’s nothing like that.

Mom, give them some space.

How can he sit beside her? You idiot!

You gave me one right.

That’s for Alzheimer’s.
This one?

Is for blood pressure.

I don't have BP.

What will happen with this?

I know this.

Your blood pressure will
drop, and you’ll go into a coma.

How can you be so calm?

-I’ll spit it out.
-You can't.

Idiot!

Watch out!

Talk to him. What's your
problem? Acting all entitled.

Sir, I understand why you’re acting this
way, but that kid’s safety is our priority.

Please understand.

We don’t need your security.

I’ve bought the railway
police—very strong and sharp.

I’ll show you their sharpness.

Send my 500 rupees on GPay.

Bro, did you work as a gunman?

For Mukesh Pandey, an MP of Chhattisgarh.

He was killed by militants, right?

Were you with him at that time?

We ran for our lives, or we’d be dead.

Aren’t you responsible?

If we weren’t responsible, the
corpse wouldn’t have reached home,

and the press wouldn’t have known.

That’s correct.

We used to work with an MLA,

and when he died in an explosion,

we separated his body parts
and returned them to his family.

People are proud of saving lives,
but you’re proud of disposing of bodies.

How did you recognize his body parts?

By remembering his moles.

We’re experts at that.

Find out where his moles are at.

You’re talking like mortuary staff.
Discussing about guns.

The government gave
you guns to fight, not to run.

We trained with guns for a week
and have been running for six months;

which one will we be experienced in?

Sharma sir, pull slowly; it hurts.

Hey, go away. Rascal!

I know about you.

Get out, you bloody fellows.

Take your hands off, you mongrels!

Get out!

You know about me, right Pinky?

I’ve seen with my own eyes.

I know since your childhood—misunderstanding
first, then apologizing.

Why are you acting this way
when he’s pampering you?

Don't hit her.

Grandpa, I’m feeling sleepy.

I’ll take a rest too.

Come, uncle, we have plenty of seats.

You can sleep without disturbance.
You sleep here.

Uncle, this is it.

Come.

-You also go and rest.
-Okay.

Good night, uncle.

Don’t move.

He cuffed both my hands.
I can't even scratch.

Sorry. Good night.

Please try to understand.

Remove your hand.

Why bother her?

Father, they’ll do sweet things together.

You middle-aged people shouldn’t interfere.

I’m feeling a burn here.

Will you drink juice?

What’s this?

An ulcer tablet.

You said juice; give it to me.

Sure, catch it.

It’s bitter gourd juice.

Are you expecting apple
juice with your diabetes?

How many diseases do I have?

This many.

Seriously?

His father would have died
from these diseases alone.

These handcuffs are killing me.

What else? How is your business?

No investment. But
there’s a lot of competition.

There’s another gang.

Is it? Give me info about that
gang too; I’ll show my sadism.

Remove my handcuffs.

What are you looking at?

You’re in point-blank range
and will die if I pull the trigger

Ready.

I swore I’d do my duty without fear.

Are you out of your mind?

Even we doubt that.

Remove my cuffs.

You’ll kill me either way.

I’ll die with pride.

Kill me.

[gun clicking]

I pranked you.

This is part of my sadism.

You tried to kill me, and I’ll
show you my sadism in return.

[train horn blaring]

-Are you okay now?
-Uncle.

-Yes, dear.
-Shall we see the station?

Hey, it’s that kid!

You go and sit.

Hey, they’re back. Rascal!

He’s dead.

Is that a pen or a weapon?

Two wickets down.

Oh, my god! Why did you kill them?

When did I? You killed them!

Why did you hold my hand?

To stop you.
But you didn’t stop.

Me?

Of course.

When I heard that the pen is mightier
than the sword, I didn’t believe it.

But now I do.

How did I kill this many?

I think you know martial arts just
by looking at your fighting style.

I only know Geeta Arts and
NTR arts, not martial arts.

You must have been a martial
arts teacher in your previous life.

And you fought as those
thoughts triggered now.

-One still remembers?
-Yes, sir.

These are called episodic memories.

Did those memories help me now?

I used to understand Jackie
Chan’s movies without subtitles.

I always use Chinese mobiles.
I like them the best.

You’re a true patriot.

Don’t you like noodles and fried rice?

I love Manchurian too.

You even love the
flavours of past generations.

But the Chinese guy in you is coming
out every time you're angry. Control him.

I’m scared of him.
-I'll handle him.

Check if he's alive.

Hey!

Who the hell is he?

He came to kill your niece?

How dare you try to kidnap my kid!

Damn!

When it comes to protecting the family,
I'm the most violent person in the world.

Don’t provoke me.

What happened, sir?

What the—

Who on earth is he?

They insulted my family.

That’s it, my blood pressure shot up.

If anyone involves my family, I’ll rebel.

I’ll smash their faces so hard their
own family won’t recognise them.

If they so much as lay a hand on
Gopi’s father, I’ll slit their throats.

Gopi...

I swear it.

That’s some clarity.

I salute you, sir.

You’ve proven that every policeman
is a common man in uniform.

And every common man is a
policeman without a uniform.

Well said, sir. I would’ve congratulated
you if it weren’t for these handcuffs.

You look strange but you’re so strong.

Why do you have that anti-fan expression
while the whole audience is applauding?

Are you not feeling sentimental?

Lower your head.

Keep it down, mate.

I’ll gouge your eyes out, you rascal.

He seems as strong as you, Mr. Sharma.

Hey!

Where’s the engagement ring?

-I took it off.
-Why?

-Why meaning?
-Maybe she didn’t like me.

-You don’t like your brother-in-law?
-No.

Leave it, mate. Not everyone
has to like everything.

You’re like an artist,
mate—everyone likes you.

But I don’t.

Naturally, you’re unwell.

-Just a moment.
-Hey!

If you give me any more
pills, I’ll chop your arm off.

My body’s become a walking
pharmacy because of these tablets.

I’m worried about the
engagement—it’s our sister’s life.

The engagement is off, you fool.

They’re no longer connected. It’s final.

Dad...

Say another word, and I’ll throw you
off this train. Now keep your mouth shut.

Listen to me.

Would Salman Khan oppose Salim Khan?

Why are you talking back?

Don’t show me that dumb face. Go away!

You should have kicked me
for the pills he gave you.

I need a doctor.

Nothing’s going to happen.

You should take those pills.

Look at how I’ve got him in check.

Sometimes life surprises us.

Dad, I’m feeling tired. I’m going to sleep.

You go and rest, I’ll handle him.

How do they travel without booze?

Pretty boring!

He fed you tablets just like that.

That’s why he’s crying now.

Why is he going to him?

Why are you crying?

I remembered my childhood.

Childhood should bring
happiness, not tears.

My childhood was filled
with the Dandupalyam gang.

-For most, childhood is a time of innocence.
-And for you?

For me, it was fire.

What happened?

-Tell me.
-I will.

[muted vocals]

Stop. I get it.

You’ve had more problems
than a soap opera heroine.

Even the tortures of North Korean Kim
pale in comparison to what I’ve faced.

Please don't cry.

Why is he crying?

He’s remembering his childhood.

Was he mistreated?

His father ruined his childhood.
He didn't get to experience it.

How sad.

He’ll ask for booze. Don’t give it to him.

Why not?

He’s a saint when sober, but
give him alcohol and he turns wild.

It’s like pouring petrol on a fire.

No one can control him then. Be careful.

Don’t cry, dear.

Do you want a drink?

Go and ask.

He’ll hit me.

I’ll deal with it.

Come, it's okay.

Dad...

Want some peanuts?

I need a drink.

A drink?!

Aren’t you ashamed to ask for a drink?

Get lost. I’ll kill you.

I'll shove broken glass
into your liver. Get lost!

You want a drink, eh?

Be in your limits.

What’s going on, sir?

The patient is like a child.

He’ll fall asleep after the drink,
and everyone will be at peace.

Or else, he'll keep crying.

Thank you, sir.

But he’s our enemy.

We can follow our
enemy’s advice if it’s good.

We'll run away when
that mad fellow is asleep.

Smart.

[overlapping voices]

What’s with that look?

I’ll make an omelette with your eyeballs.

[glass shatters]

He doesn’t seem normal.

Suresh, dear, go to sleep.

You’ll decide when I sleep too?

You’re playing with my childhood!

What have I done?

What have you done?

Wait, I forgot.

-Peanuts!
-Yes, peanuts!

Sending a -year-old to
a bar—that’s child abuse!

But you trash me for buying peanuts.

Let it go, mate. You’ve had them, right?

When did I have them?

He ate all of them!

This idiot, rascal, scoundrel, pig!

Why don't you relax?

Gopi, don’t react like this.
There are police officers around.

There’s more to this.

Leave it, sir.

He probably drank
because of the cold weather.

Cold weather, huh? He made me
bathe with cold water in the winter!

-Didn’t you have a heater?
-We did.

But when I tried to use it, he
pressed the heater against my back.

I understand your pain, mate. It's okay.

But he doesn't get it!

-Tell him to stop!
-Your mother is telling you. Please stop.

-Are you my mother?
-You called me your mum.

You’re my stepmom!

-Isn’t she your real mother?
-No. She isn't.

She’s a cunning woman! She joined
as a maid when my real mother fell ill...

and trapped my father.

Your character is somewhat
powerful, be it good or bad.

But he turned me into a mistress.

-She used to frame me for her thefts.
-Horrible!

My mother died because of her.

-Did you know about this?
-No.

She used to run a roadside stall.

You’re a vendor in this story too?

It’s like the madness of a multiverse!

My dad calls her “honey,” but
she’s nothing short of a demon.

Demon! Demon! Demon!

Enough!

I’m not your mother!

-That’s exactly what I’m saying

—You orphan!

How can I be an orphan when I have parents?

We’re not your parents.

-Didn't you give birth to me?
-No.

I didn’t even pay the maid's
wages—how would I give birth to you?

I lied to get train tickets.

I’m not your father.

You shouldn’t have said that.

Will he take our tickets back?!

We’re getting off the train.

No need to. He’ll drop you off.

You’ve dishonored your parents.

Suresh

Suresh Gopi wants to punish you with death.

Please, Gopi, spare us!

I’m the one punishing you, not Gopi.

Please, Gopi!

Just stop this nonsense.
He’ll listen to you.

If you want my help, you’ll
have to tell the truth to Samaira.

Alright, we will.

What truth?

We were planning to
break your relationship.

I made him hit me. It’s not his fault.

Sorry, Gopi.

Parents say a lot
of things to us, mate.

You’ll always be their son.

Look, you both even have the same features.

Yes. A perfect match.

I’m sparing you because of him.

How could you accuse your own son?

Why do you have so many rings on?

Exchange the rings.

May your future path
be one of success. Enjoy.

Enough.

♪He has naughty glances
and a rough demeanor♪

♪His words are like honey♪

♪Marriage or Dispute, he is the one for me♪

♪I bought you jasmines near Malla Reddy♪

♪I'll adorn your hair
with them near the well♪

♪I'll have the Malla Reddy
area written in your name♪

♪Take my hand in marriage♪

♪Let me wrap myself around your elegance♪

♪You're an assertive lad,
not letting me tease you♪

♪Our wedding bells are ringing
There's no stopping us♪

♪Let our wedding be a
celebration in the whole region♪

♪It's going to be a fantastic party♪

♪With roses laid as a carpet for us♪

♪It's going to be a fantastic party♪

♪Just don't suffocate me with your kisses♪

♪I want to explore the world with
you and have an amazing time♪

♪Let the big shots
come in to join the party♪

♪There shall be dhandiya;
A frolic night of joy♪

♪The Media will sing praises,
sending Ambani into shock♪

♪We shall be the talk of the town♪

♪People should pay a
visit from all the corners♪

♪Our celebration should be
declared the biggest there's ever been♪

♪We should be the first
guests to any event in the area♪

♪Let's go! It's going
to be a fantastic party♪

♪With roses laid as a carpet for us♪

♪It's going to be a fantastic party♪

♪I live this life in your honor, my beauty♪

[train horn blaring]

[lever clinking]

[gun shot]

[gun shots continue]

Sir, you go ahead.

Remove their handcuffs.

Go! Come on!

Go! Hurry! Don’t let them escape!

Go that way.

Uncle!

He’s the one who killed the minister!

Come on! Go fast!

Samaira, let’s go. They’re coming.

-Hurry up!
-Dear, grab the suitcase.

Leave the luggage.

What’s going on?

Someone’s trying to kill us!

Where are my sister and brother-in-law?

They left and told us to run.

Kill the family, including the child.

If you mess with my family,

I'll look for you, find you, and kill you!

Leave this guy alive—I need him.

Go!

If you mess with my organic family,
I'll look for you, find you, and kill you!

I'm a family star!

[gun shots firing]

Stop! Stop!

Go to the NIA office and
meet my friend, Ravi Prakash.

He’ll take care of you.

What’s all this?

What’s happening?

You’re fighting for that kid?

Who are you?

Every story begins with an incident.

Mine started during the
Amarnath Yatra of the year .

Hail, Lord Shiva!

Daddy, let me carry sister.

She's too little, dear. No.

Hail, Lord Shiva!

Mum, look how fast I’m running!

Careful, Viswam!

Swetha!

Look at your brother!

Swetha, look at me!

Viswam, come back!

Daddy...

Oh, dear!

Swetha!

Mom!

Daddy...

Swetha...

Mom, wake up!

Someone is alive, look!

Kid...

Why did they kill my parents?

They’re terrorists.

But why us?

Wars have reasons, but terrorism doesn’t.

They’re like rabid dogs.

Do you have any relatives left?

Everyone’s gone now.

What’s your name?

Viswam.

The world is yours if you relate to it.

Everyone is family.

Are you still thinking about those madmen?

I’m thinking about how to kill them.

I’ll guide you.

There will be a flag hoisting
today, as it’s Independence Day.

We should take out all the ATS members
by attacking at just the right time.

♪ The stain of war is
your guarding shield♪

♪ Your past is a testament of glory♪

♪ Hang your head low and rise like a tide♪

♪ Put your chin up and
swamp like a tsunami♪

♪ Rain down embers of
revolution on your enemies♪

♪ Is there hope lurking in nothingness?♪

♪ Does life surrender in
front of you in regret?♪

♪ Face everything head on,
with adventure as your oxygen♪

♪ Be the brave soldier who
descends hell on to the infidels♪

♪ Assassinate all the demons
with the heart of a rebel♪

♪ Let the Earth and the Sky come
together in unison for your victory♪

♪ It's time for war♪

♪ Loyalty is your weapon♪

♪ Let there be slit throats♪

♪ Let there be bloodshed♪

I'm proud of you, my boy. Proud of you!

Thank you, sir.

♪ Declare war with courage♪

♪ This is a game of
your victory your evil♪

♪ Declare war with courage♪

♪ This is fate; The Lord of
Death hands your his approval♪

[gun shots firing]

♪ When an innocent soul
witnesses something terrifying♪

♪ The pain shakes him up from
within; leaving you scarred for life♪

♪ War becomes your breath♪

♪ It doesn't ask for explanations;
Dharma is the only commandment♪

♪ Your weapon farms through
the weeds of the society♪

♪ The ashes of your loved ones
become the holy ashes that drive you♪

Your trauma still haunts you every second♪

♪ It's time for war
Loyalty is your weapon♪

♪ Let there be slit throats
Let there be bloodshed♪

-Viswa...
-Sir.

We’ve received information
that a village on our border...

has the largest amount
of RDX ever found.

Be careful—it’s a highly sensitive area.

-Handle it cautiously.
-Sure, sir.

[gun shots firing]

You all did a great job.

It’s terrifying to imagine what could have
happened

if we hadn’t retrieved all that RDX.

Yes, Dad.

Viswam, we need the board’s approval
to destroy the RDX we’ve recovered.

This might take a while.

In the meantime, store it in our secret
facility and arrange for tight security.

[shovel thuds]

Tell me, where is the RDX?
-I won't

I will kill you if you don’t, got it?

Kill me then.

Killing us would be like sitting
on an unlocked landmine, waiting for death.

No one can save you.

Viswam’s only weakness is his family.

The way he gonna hunt you
after seeing our corpses

You can’t even imagine how
he’ll kill you after our deaths. -Really?

I’m going to retire soon,
but I’m not worried

because you’re in the anti-squad team
and Priya is in the army..

to protect our country.

Priya, take these fruits to your brother.

Wow, you take great care of your son!

Even you should look
after him after we’re gone.

Everyone tells their sons to take care of
their sisters, but you always say the opposite!

You don’t need to remind him;
he always looks out for everyone.

We should be the ones taking care of him.

Who else will worry
about brother, if not us?

[melancholic music playing]

Kiran, open this hard
drive and see what’s in it!

Zoom in.. Zoom

Viswam..
-Yeah?

What?
-We found them in Italy

Vishwa, I found Masood in Rome.

Viswam, I found Masood.

I've bought it especially
for you, just taste it

Could you please tell me the
way to Santa Maria Church?

Head back the way you
came from, you’ll find it.

Boy, there's the car

Viswam, He’s coming!

Khalid got alerted after
learning about the two.

Security is tight.
Vamsi and I will attack them directly.

Karthik, you know your backup is crucial.
-Yes, Viswam

Karthik..

Stop

There are two men!
Now, you can go

Vamsi, stay up

Hey

Good job

Karthik..

Vamsi.. Move.. are you okay?

I'm okay.. I'm okay

Got a call saying Darshana is in danger.

Karthik didn’t mention it because
he thought you’d be disturbed.

He planned to go to
Hyderabad after the mission.

Darshana doesn’t have a mother

and her father’s no more.

It’s very unfortunate.
-She’s a true soldier’s daughter.

Protecting her isn’t just a responsibility

it’s a mission!

Karthik is dead?

Then who was talking over
the phone at the hospital?

We made it using artificial intelligence.

Hello, Daddy, how’s Darshana?

We were scared of telling her that
her father’s no more

so we told her a lie.

Knowing a student attacked
her in the swimming pool

I called my friend Ravi at the NIA.

A mastermind from Pakistan
has created a strong network

training youngsters
to revolt against India!

Radicalization?

Exactly! And one more thing!

We’ve received information from the NIA
that a big terrorist attack is imminent.

We need to catch him and get the recruits'
list before it happens to protect the country.

That’s when I realized an international
terrorist is targeting the girl.

Both the girl and the nation
are at risk because of him.

That’s why I wanted to catch him.

We’re sorry for our behaviour.

We didn’t know he was a terrorist.
He might kill us for what we did.

I don’t even know how
many murders I’ve committed.

Are you playing games with me?
-We didn’t know about you, sir.

Why would we do that?

Sir, apart from us, this bald man
tortured you and showed his sadism.

You didn’t listen to me.
-Frankly, speaking sir

I respect you guys a lot.

You look like Saddam Husain, Garafi to me.
-Your words seem like begging

but your eyes are burning.
-My buffalo eyes are my weakness, sir.

You whistle, right? Try now.

How can I whistle when I’m scared to death?

Try it, man!
-I can’t, sir.

What’s with this getup?
Whatever, None of your business.

Why are you troubling my family?
That's my point

You killed my brother brutally.

I don’t care if he was your brother. He
was troubling my family, so I killed him.

Of course, it was a brutal death.
You should’ve avoided seeing the body.

You might kill me, but you
can’t destroy me. Didn’t get it?

My family is my life. If my
family is there, I have my life.

Kill me. Shoot me.
Come on, shoot!

Shoot me on my forehead, come on! Press
the trigger! Press! Oh, shit, it's locked

I don’t want to give you that satisfaction.

I’ll kill your family
in front of your eyes.

I’ll kill you when you’re too
frustrated for not saving their lives.

I’ll kill them when they shiver
at the sight of your death.

This is your script.
God’s script is different.

You’re delaying the dialogues.

Hey Gopi
-Tell me, I'm listening

your death won’t be simple.
-Mm-hmm!

It’ll be torturous.

I was trained for torture
by my aunt since childhood.

These scars are not mere burn marks,
they cooked up with hot lighter!

My parents made me tough.

This bravery is their gift.

Do you even have a childhood? A traumatic,
nightmare-like childhood like mine?

No! I guess your father was a terrorist

and you’re a nepo-terrorist.

Hey, Deekisthulu
-Sir?

It’s not easy entering this den. After several
recommendations, I got you an entry pass.

Oh, come on! Stop it, sir

Is this Shirdi VIP Darshan?
Please don’t involve me in all this.

I'm tired!

Who’s this guy, looks like some scum?
-Why he is looking like this?

Gopi. -Looks like a cotton candy
guy on Tank Bund, how he's gopi?

I sent you the photo, right?
-My phone’s broken.

Show me the picture fast.
Come on

Fast

Bhai, Masood, I sent you a photo.
Send me his details.

His name is Viswam.

He’s the anti-terrorist squad commander,
Very dangerous guy.

He’s killed many militants in Kashmir.

He’s that DIG Kailash
Satyarthi’s son, whom we killed.

To retaliate, he killed our guys in Italy.

He’s on duty out of
vengeance, not responsibility.

He’s a hardcore extremist
disguised in cop uniform

Brother, My sincere
advice stay out of his radius.

Brother.. brother

Hello?
-Viswam?

I have the girl you tried to protect,
and you killed my brother.

I’ve sent you her picture for proof.

I’m sharing the location.
Come alone if you want to save her.

Shit, how on earth he exposed me?

This phone is encrypted.

Commissioner?

You killed my one and only brother,
causing me ultimate pain

You brutally killed my people in Italy.

I need to tell you about
your parents’ death

but I have no patience.
Where’s my RDX?

Tell me, or I’ll kill you too.

Bastard!
-What did you said?

BASTARD!

Are you frustrated now?
You want to kill me, right?

Old man, one shocking news for you!

your son, the girl’s father,
Karthik, is dead!

He’s no more.

Sir, he’s fine.
Darshana..

Dad is fine.

Don’t believe him.
-He fooled you all these days

But he’s the one who killed Karthik.

He didn’t care about
his life to protect the girl.

I don’t believe what you’re saying.

He came here out of guilt because your
son died in the process of his revenge.

Shakeel..

No! No!

Don’t do anything to her.
-Please, no sir. Leave her.

Sir, I beg you, please

Sir, please leave her, No! No!

Don't harm her, please
-Please, sir, please

She will be dead, sir, please
-No, leave her

Don't harm her, please
-Please, sir, please

Old man, I’m giving you
an option—it’s an opportunity.

Take the knife and kill him

and I’ll let her go.
-Grandpa, don’t do it!

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Grandpa, don’t do it!
-Sir

Shakeel

Don't harm her
Please

He will kill her, sir
-Leave her

There'll be no more chance, think about it

Sir.. he's right! I'm the one
who killed Karthik, kill me, sir

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Come on, you can do it, come on, sir

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Shakeel..

Grandpa, don’t do it!

Grandpa, don’t do it!

How on earth you pawned his life
as I said that I'm gonna spare this girl?

He's fool, so he believed,
but, how did you believed in me?

You're a cop!

Why are you laughing?

Kill the girl
-No, no, no

[gun shot]

Vamsi
-Come on

I'm also a Cop.
Please leave me

Forgiving a sinner is also a sin

I'm not a traitor, I'm a soldier

Daddy..

He's still alive, I'll just finish him

He must need to be alive,
he know where's the RDX

Conduct the treatment and
send him to Kashmir -Okay, sir

Tell me, Vamsi
-Viswam, good news

Karthik is alive, he just recovered

Thank you, Vamsi,
I need some backup, I'll send you location

Karthik

Daddy...

Daddy...

Daddy...

Dear..

I didn't fall in your trap,
you landed in mine

I gained some time while
bargaining with you! I'm a Cop!

Trained under the Great
Indian anti-terrorist organization

Once hunt's begins,
we will ensure to spoil till to root level

Got it

Yes

You can kill me, but
you can't kill my mission

Many of my henchmen
were present all over India

None knows about their whereabouts

You lured students into terrorists

There's the list of your recruits in your
laptop, within 1 day, NIA will trace all of them!

Your mission will be finished
-Impossible

I won't give you my password
-It's cracked

Jalal-ud-din Qureshi, we are far advanced

If you are under radicalization,
we are into Eradication

The biggest self goal you
have done in your life is..

admitting yourself that you the one
who killed my parents in front of me

Wait up, guys, let me join you

Love you, uncle

This sadist is more dangerous than
that terrorist, sir. He has to rot in jail

Hey, Deekshithulu..
-What are you yapping about?

I'll see your end once my sentence is done

There's nothing you can do,
because there's no booze and me in jail

Knock it off! Cops themselves
will serve booze if we bribe them

Look how disgusting he talks, sir.
If possible, give him life sentence, sir

I'll talk with my lawyer,
and drag you with me -Get lost

Come on
-Who is he?

He is asking, who I am?
Who the hell is he?

Guess it, yourself

Ramesh, brother?

Exactly!
-He's with his family, now

Sorry, brother!
I didn't recognize you because of my trauma

Trauma reminds me about my parents,
where are they?

Tell me, Karthik
-Viswam, a small favor

What?
-My cousin Samaira is headed to Milan

Okay
-She's little overconfident

Please take care

Don't worry, I'll take care of her

♪ Hey, with those captivating glances ♪

♪ And lightning-like movements ♪

♪ You’ve come into my heart ♪

♪ Will you meet me, my princess? ♪

♪ You sway like a delicate breeze ♪

♪ Firing like Rihanna ♪

♪ Pumping like marijuana ♪

♪ My Sweet Gold! ♪

♪ Moroccan Beauty, is that you? ♪

♪ Sweeping through like a wild hurricane ♪

♪ Soft and sweet like the sound of a harp ♪

♪ With waves of passion, rising again ♪

♪ You're a storm,
twisting like a hurricane ♪

♪ A stunner, breaking hearts like a queen ♪

♪ A playful Casino, driving me insane ♪

♪ Shining bright, my Super Nova ♪

♪ On the road, you're a royal sight ♪

♪ Together we fly into a world unknown ♪

♪ Chasing dreams, where magic's shown ♪

♪ Dancing wild and free,
Moving with rhythm, oh so carefree ♪

♪ Sipping the clouds, raw and bold,
With grace and style, a sight to behold ♪

♪ I want you close, wrapped in my arms,
In your embrace, losing all charms ♪

♪ Your gaze strikes like lightning sweet,
My holy love, my perfect treat ♪

♪ Lolita, I'm all alone,
Driving my Maserati, lost in your tone ♪

♪ Under the moon, shining bright,
We break the night, reaching new heights ♪

♪ Senorita, you're out of this world,
Every step you take, chaos is hurled ♪

♪ You're crazy, you're
wild, you're everything right

♪ Moroccan Beauty, is that you?
Sweeping through like a wild hurricane ♪

♪ Soft and sweet like the sound of a harp,
With waves of passion, rising again ♪

♪ You're a storm,
twisting like a hurricane ♪

♪ A stunner, breaking hearts like a queen ♪

♪ A playful Casino, driving me insane ♪

♪ Shining bright, my Super Nova ♪

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