You can't just walk in here like this.
What the fuck is this?
Zarina, that video…
We still have it.
Power without accountability. Ah, it feels so good!
Zarina, whatever you do in life, never be weak.
Look, something is moving over there!
Shoot! There it is!
Speak softly, fucker! Or else, it'll run away.
Don't swear.
And don't shoot the animal. It has a life of its own.
Shoot, it's right there!
Motherfucker!
-Did it die? -No, sir.
If the bull is dead, it'll be a sin on your soul.
Mr. Handa…
where's that noise coming from?
Hold on.
It's coming from behind us.
Watch out, the bull is attacking us from the rear!
Zarina!
Cows and bulls sometimes break into my farm.
Deer and other animals too.
Put the guns down now.
Go!
Come Zarina, sit.
I have got your drink as well, Zarina.
Red wine, right?
Mr. Handa, I haven't come here to drink wine.
A 1972 Chatoo Margox.
I spent $850 on it.
I can't let you go without trying it.
Tell me, what can I do for you?
A bull has broken into my farm too.
Who is it?
Dhawan.
He has been making all the ICB's decisions himself.
He's keeping me around as just a token President.
Zarina, you got stuck in that asshole's trap again?
It was an inescapable trap, Mr. Handa.
I need a knife to cut my way out.
That's why I've come here.
And you think I have that knife?
You've got a razor-sharp sword, in fact.
ACP Rathore was a good friend of yours, right?
He was investigating the Niranjan Suri murder case.
He also suppressed the evidence in that case later.
Zarina, Bhaisaab gave the orders…
and the evidence was suppressed.
The evidence was hidden and Dhawan…
was banished from the PPL.
True, but you had also made a deal with Arvind.
How do you know so much?
Where is that evidence, Mr. Handa?
It's definitely not here in the fields.
Nor do I have it.
It isn't with the commissioner either.
Given the delicate situation,
we handed the evidence over to the EBI.
In my opinion…
only one man can help you.
Freshly ground single estate coffee from Costa Rica.
Best in the world.
Cut the Home Minister out of the deal.
The last license will be yours.
Deal.
Pissing off the Home Minister of the country.
Isn't it too much of a gamble?
Hoping that the man doesn't lose his cabinet position for the next term…
is a bigger gamble.
The license will be ours…
forever.
Well, Hussain…
waiting can be pleasing at times!
You took in Dhawan…
thinking that he'd bite others for you.
Well, he bit your ass for just one betting license.
I'm playing marbles now…
with your balls!
Oh, Zarina!
-Greetings. -Greetings! Please sit.
What brings you here so early in the morning?
As they say…
the early bird catches the worm.
Which worm are you out to catch?
I don't watch to catch it.
I want to crush it.
There is a worm.
A woman that sucks a lot of blood…
but always slips away.
Dhawan.
I have news.
Vayu, Azeem Iqbal and Vijay Subramaniam…
At least hear me out, Vayu.
Rohini, I have got nothing to do with Vijay Subramaniam.
I don't give a fuck about him.
I don't give a fuck about the media who are making us father and son.
I don't care about this made up crap, okay?
I just don't care.
But you do fucking care about fixing, right?
The coach of your team was and still is fixing matches.
Rohini you are an analyst, not an over-analyst.
-Can you just-- -Every season,
every series, and before every match, this fixing problem comes up against us.
Now that have a chance
to end it by pulling out its twenty-year-old roots,
why are you being such a selfish, stuck-up asshole?
Fine. What's the plan?
Now we're talking.
I'll do my bit off the field, and you'll do yours on field.
You had said this is your lucky cap, so…
I was just…
When did you start looking for luck?
Well, it's the decider next. So, I'm a bit nervous.
Vayu Raghavan gets nervous?
-Go practice. -Yes.
-You won't need luck. -Right.
Your cap.
Thanks.
Yes, Hammad.
I'll take care of it.
Right now.
I'm on it.
Very good! Keep it up!
Wow!
People travel lighter these days, and you're carrying two suitcases.
I don't go anywhere unprepared.
You missed the flight while preparing, Bhaisaab.
Dhawan?
This license is very important to me.
I'm willing to pay you any amount you like.
Take advantage of it before you regret your decision.
I'm sure you regret your decision to give birth to your daughter.
She betrayed her own father.
Maybe you…
Without ice today?
Forgive me, Bhaisaab.
It's time for me to do some gymnastics now.
Let's go, Pritish.
Manu, jump!
Come on, my big, brave girl! Jump!
Shut your eyes, count till three, and jump!
Hold the camera.
One, two, three!
The number you have dialed is currently busy.
Please try later.
So, as you all know, I'm not one for giving speeches…
Go, Mantra!
That's exactly why I'm going to make this quick.
I just wanted to say…
you guys have been absolutely amazing.
Thank you so much for your support.
Especially you, Devender.
Me?
You followed through on your word.
Thank you.
Let's get this party started!
Cheers.
Listen, man.
You humiliated yourself to help Mantra…
When someone is already working at a brothel,
it doesn't matter if you call them a whore or a hooker.
I've committed so many sins. And this was a good deed.
-Come on, drink up. -Alright then.
This party is really boring.
What? It's cute.
What "cute"? Let's just fuck off.
French exit.
No, leaving now would be rude.
Anyway, it's long overdue.
Really?
And spending time with your boyfriend is not long overdue.
What the fuck?
I'll go talk to him.
No.
What do you want, Dad? Why are you here?
Fuck!
Why do all fathers complicate their daughters' lives?
Mantra and Bhaisaab for one.
Rohini and Vijay Subramaniam for another.
Fucking hell.
Manu, when you were little…
you used to be afraid of jumping into a swimming pool.
And now, your campaign…
A diving board so high, even I'd be scared to look down.
But you took the plunge.
All by yourself.
Fearlessly.
I am my father's daughter, Dad.
That's why I could do all this.
I'm proud of you, Manu.
You did good.
I wish I could say the same about you.
On my 35th birthday…
you gave me a hand-written card.
I still have it.
It said, "The world's best Dad."
Manu, that's all I wanted to be.
The world's best Dad ever, for my princess.
I wanted to leave a legacy, not for cricket, not for these players…
but for you, Manu.
-Because I love you. -No, you don't!
You only love yourself.
You didn't do anything for cricket, for the players, or for me.
It's always about you.
How can something that takes you away from me, be about me?
Who am I without you?
A lonely, broken man.
A cursed, doomed father whose daughter has been snatched from him.
Manu, I may be a bad person, but I am not a bad dad. I am not!
But what you were doing, that was…
wrong.
And you know this too.
-Manu, I was just-- -Dad, I think you should go now.
Manu… Manu, wait!
Imaad! Great to see you.
Play your heart out.
Your father should be proud of you.
Will you be able to play?
Are you okay?
You're back.
I am.
I'm really happy.
Would've sucked if you hadn't. I mean…
not after…
you know… what happened.
Really missed you.
And I missed you.
Yes! Found it!
Sir, someone is waiting for you on the terrace.
Did you see Niranjan Suri at the party?
Yes, sir.
He was socializing with everyone.
He was the one who stopped Vayu and Litner's fight.
Did you interact with him?
Only once, sir.
When I gave him the message to go to the terrace.
Who told you to do that?
Was it this man?
Yes, sir.
We've struck gold.
The EBI will investigate this again, and this time…
they'll report straight to me.
If you dig out old skeletons, you'll attract demons too.
Media and opposition will have a field day.
Forgive my bluntness, Mr. Hussain, but…
you can't be just an MP all your life.
You'll want to be PM someday.
Someday?
If the party hadn't
supported a female candidate in the name of women empowerment…
that office would've been mine today.
But your fate is in her hands right now.
Yes, it is.
It is.
But she won't last beyond one term.
Things will change in four years.
My mother used to tell me a proverb to get me to do my homework.
"Do today as you would tomorrow, and do right now as you would today."
Think about it.
And let me help you out.
Sure.
And the new Mumbai PPL franchise…
Ms. President, when can I have it?
The papers are ready. I'll have them sent over whenever you like.
All yours.
And the recording of the umpires?
What recording?
Good luck!
There are people above the Sports Minister as well.
I can talk to Azeem and try for--
Tell Azeem… no more fixing.
Now.
Bhaisaab, this is Hammad we are talking about.
Don't do this, please.
I have to do this, Pritish.
I am not Hammad.
And yet I've turned into a cold-blooded killer.
Mantra's life is in danger because of me.
And she's right. It's all my fault.
Enough.
Not anymore.
Arrange security for her. Make sure she is safe.
Will you consider me your brother once again, Vikrant?
He is…
waving the white flag.
Bhaisaab has nothing left anymore.
He's finished.
He's not just without money.
He's without hope, Sudha.
He's all alone.
Standing with a begging bowl like a pauper.
We did it, baby.
We fucking did it.
Enjoy your sushi platter, sir.
What do you want?
Come for the match, please?
You can't just…
This is not okay, Rohit.
Please, Allen.
I'll look for you.
Allen?
It's time to stuff these.
Are you sure about this?
It's only been this crap on loop for the last two days.
Eating, slurping, yawning.
In private, all he does is burp…
or piss or sneeze. That's it.
He hasn't uttered a word about fixing.
There you go.
What a waste of time!
I'm sure about him, Vayu.
We've just got to find another way.
Actually…
one fixer can understand another, right?
From the recording, it seems like the man is really ill.
If it's a common cold,
I recommend a herbal concoction.
And in case of indigestion, maybe some ayurvedic powder.
But if it's piles, I'll have to do some research.
Devender, we aren't kidding. Tell us, what should we do?
What can I say?
Anyway, why are you guys probing Azeem like Sherlock Holmes?
It's not about Azeem, Devender.
I just want to prove my father's innocence.
There must be something we can do. Think!
I'll think about it, Rohini.
I'll think of something.
Where are you going?
I need to go in and have a word.
-The office is shut-- -Back off, asshole!
-Motherfucker, I'll thump your head! -Listen…
-Yadav! -Yes, sir?
What is all this?
I've been telling him for so long. Get lost, fucker!
-He's narrating the damn Odyssey! -Come on in.
You've come a long way peddling fake watches.
You can bite anyone, anytime.
Hold on, man!
Here.
Manners.
Right you are.
What's the deal with that Vijay Subramaniam?
Oh, well…
You must know everything.
You must've made it happen.
-What do you want? -I mean, how did you do it?
Did you put sugar in the fuel tank? How did you kill him?
I didn't kill him.
Okay, you must've set it up though.
Tell me the whole story.
Come on.
Alright.
I'll tell you everything.
But in return…
you'll have to do something for me.
All rogues think alike.
I'll do it.
I can do anything except perform miracles.
Hey! Don't record this, man!
I won't broadcast it.
It's for someone's personal satisfaction. For their peace of mind.
You go on.
Who will you show it to?
Rohini?
What's the plan?
Alright.
'95.
Sharjah.
You wait.
Sit.
It wasn't loaded this time.
If you make more than thirty runs…
this will be aimed at your balls.
Thirty runs. Remember that.
Let's go.
Two easy runs, and Vijay Subramaniam is now on twenty-nine.
What is this?
-Sir, listen to me… -Goddamn traitor!
There's been some confusion, sir!
I didn't do anything, sir!
Azeem, help!
Sir, listen to me.
Sir!
It's done, sir.
Before he opens his mouth,
shut him up forever.
We must tell people the truth.
Think about it carefully before making such a big statement.
-The people you are going to name-- -What can they do?
I want to expose these people.
And I'm willing to…
That's it.
That was satisfying.
Now tell me what I've got to do.
Bhaisaab.
I didn't even realize how I got…
embroiled in this war, Vikrant.
But now, I am tired.
Tired of fighting my own family.
This fight has alienated me from my brother.
Turned my daughter away from me.
I failed my family.
I've lost them now.
So, I'm done now.
I'm retiring hurt.
And I'm here only to apologize for everything.
I hope we can still be family.
Family!
I never knew what "family" even meant.
I thought…
you were family, but…
you said you didn't care.
I do care, Vikrant.
I care a lot.
So do I…
Bhaisaab.
Vikrant Patil…
if possible, forgive Yash Patil.
No.
I can't forgive you.
I'm sorry.
I'll forgive you only when…
you work alongside me.
Both of us.
Together again.
Just like the old days.
You are Bhaisaab.
The Bhaisaab.
My Bhaisaab.
Family.
Thank you, Vikrant.
Show yourself, Bhaisaab!
Fuck!
Devender!
Don't hide your ass! Show yourself!
Devender, what the fuck man? Have you lost your mind?
In my village…
when one walks out of the paddy fields,
sometimes a leech gets stuck on one's foot, Bhaisaab.
And once it gets stuck, it sucks a lot of blood out.
You are that leech!
The one that has been draining the lifeblood of Indian cricket for years!
Leeching away at it until it is dry and rotten!
Now, get out of there and face me,
or I'll come behind the car and blow your brains out!
Get out of there!
I'm coming out, Devender.
Bhaisaab…
Listen to me.
I did listen to you, Bhaisaab.
That's why I started playing for money instead of the country.
Has listening to you ever done any good to anyone, Bhaisaab?
Perhaps it might do some real good to me.
Please give me a chance to explain.
If I was asked to summarize my life today…
I wouldn't be able to go beyond corruption.
I have committed despicable acts all my life.
Today, I can only apologize.
Even though I know I don't deserve forgiveness.
I am guilty.
I should be punished.
But, Devender, a genuine heartfelt apology can lead to peace.
You know that feeling better than anyone.
-Mishra! -Sudha?
-Sudha… -Fucking idiot!
You were just supposed to come here, shoot and leave…
not listen to a speech!
Just finish your job and leave.
How can I just take someone's life?
-Let me at least hear him out-- -If you don't shoot,
I will shoot you!
Sudha, what the fuck is going on?
Just shut up, Vikrant!
Sudha, he's my brother! What's wrong with you?
Devender, shoot.
Shoot, Devender.
Don't do it, Devender.
Vikrant, I know you're not thinking straight.
Just shoot.
This is what I've longed for all my life.
He's the only family I have left, Sudha.
He is nobody's family, Vikrant!
-Shoot, Mishra! -He has changed, just give him a chance.
Mishra, come on!
Sudha, give him a chance. He has changed.
Vikrant, don't make me do something I'll regret.
Sudha, let's give him a chance, alright?
Mishra, the shot is clear. Come on, shoot.
I can't do this, Sudha.
You're already practically a murderer! Come on, shoot!
That was an accident, a mistake! I can't do it in cold blood.
-I can't-- -Mishra, I just shot my husband.
You think I'll think twice before shooting you?
I can't do it. No.
Sudha, please! Just stop this madness!
Shoot now.
I can't do it, Sudha!
I'm giving you five seconds.
Kill him or you will die.
-Devender, you have five seconds. Shoot. -Devender, don't do it.
I can't.
Five.
I can't!
-Four. -Don't do it, Devender.
Three.
-Stop it, Sudha. -Two.
One!
Bhaisaab…
Vikrant…
I wasn't lying.
Bhaisaab, I didn't know… I didn't know about all this.
Let's take a look at that leg of yours.
It's just a graze.
I'll live.
Come on, Vikrant! I just saved our future!
Sudha, he was my brother!
People like Bhaisaab don't surrender.
You know that.
A man who sent his own daughter to jail? I mean, come on!
This was just a charade for him. He'd strike at first opportunity.
You don't know that, Sudha.
You…
you didn't give him a chance.
Pick yourself up, Vikrant.
This is exactly what you always wanted.
You're going to be king!
-Devender? -Devender, what are you doing here?
Let me right a wrong first, then I'll tell you.
Rohini…
many, many apologies for my awful behavior in the past.
You always helped me.
You praised me when I played well, consoled me when I played badly.
But I always looked at you with the wrong intentions.
If possible, please forgive me.
But I have cleaned up cricket for you.
I've definitely tried, at least.
Here…
There is only one video in this.
Watch it when you've got time.
Hey, bro, throw me the ball.
I'll show you some real spin.
-Play! Are you scared? -Are you serious?
Yes!
Ready?