Mustard oil is very sticky, sister-in-law, that's why I don't use it on my hair.
I know, but it's good for the hair.
Right.
Hurry up, how much longer will you take?
Taking only one bottle gourd for the MLA. Take one more.
If the MLA is in the mood to release the funds,
he'll do it anyway.
He won't be impressed by the bottle gourd.
Thinking the people of Phulera sent a bottle gourd for me,
let's fix their roads.
This bottle gourd is only for formality, sister-in-law.
Yes.
Take me along as well.
Maybe I'll be able to convince him.
Just like you convinced Parmeshwar for the soil.
Don't get furious.
I know you pretty well.
You don't take anything lying down.
Look, this is the time to use tactics,
when it's time to fight I will take you along.
What's so funny?
Fine.
Do what's right?
But don't come back until you've arranged funds for the road.
Once the funds for the road are arranged,
how Bhushan and his wife get disappointed.
Let's go.
Who is going to pick up the plate?
Don't make such serious mistakes?
Otherwise, you'll get disappointed.
Come on. Let's go.
Bye.
Mr. Secretary.
Vikas isn't here?
Vikas? No.
Are you going somewhere?
We were going to see the MLA.
Come along.
No, what will I do out there? You guys go.
You two will get to know each other.
It's good to know important people.
-Yes. -I know you two, that's enough.
I see.
What kept you?
Was applying some perfume.
Since we're going to meet the MLA, I thought why don't I...
You and your...
Beware, or the MLA might get you married to his daughter.
Then you can spray all the perfume you want.
Okay, fine. Best of luck.
Should I get down or you'll manage...
- Aren't you coming along? - No, you carry on.
See you later.
Hello.
'Rinky.'
I told you not to call me.
Why do you keep calling from different numbers?
'But you still recognise my voice.'
Why wouldn't I when you called so many times?
'Rinky, I'm booking a 3 bedroom flat in Ghaziabad.'
'It's on the 12th floor.'
'East facing.'
'Is it okay?'
Look, I've been quiet till now.
But now I'll tell my papa,
and your father as well.
'Good. Tell them.'
'At least they can get talking again.'
For the last time will you stop calling me or not?
'No!'
How many cars does the MLA have?
He travels in style, you know.
Sits in the Fortuner himself.
Two Scorpios in front, two in the back. Entire cavalcade.
He's got style.
-Did you notice something? -What?
All the number plates are similar.
You're right.
Rich people and their
No, I...
Dubey sir. Come quickly.
Let's go.
-Are they calling us? -Yes.
Give him the bottle gourd.
Walk faster. MLA sir doesn't have much time.
So...
What?
Then listen.
Listen to me carefully.
Learn to be a good listener... over the phone.
I told you not to put in CNG.
What?
Yes.
I told you beating around the bush doesn't get work done.
That's not how one becomes a leader.
You need at least 20 men.
Now hang up.
Learn to be a good listener... over the phone.
Be quiet when I'm speaking. Hang up.
Sit.
Imagine...
they cannot mobilise men on the ground,
and want to be a leader.
So... Dubey, what brings you here?
Greetings, MLA sir.
What is this?
It's from my own field, absolutely virgin.
Completely fresh. I got it for you.
Do you want to stuff it in my mouth? Keep it over there.
Don't say that, sir.
So tell me.
-MLA sir, I was thinking... -Wait.
-What happened? -Something is stinking.
There's nothing over here.
Maybe... Is it your socks?
-Doesn't seem... -Something is stinking pretty badly.
MLA sir...
I applied some perfume since I was meeting you.
Maybe that's it.
Don't use this cheap perfume next time.
It's banned. Okay.
-Stop shoving. Sit over there. -Sit over there, go on.
-Make him sit over there. -Sit here.
Try to understand. Sit properly.
Applied perfume.
Do you have constipation?
Then why did you have to apply so much perfume?
Tell me.
MLA sir, there's no hiding facts from you.
You know the condition of Phulera's main road.
It's filled with potholes, grit and grime.
I am listening. Grit and grime...
Make it short, Dubey. I don't have time.
Well... the youngsters leap and jump over it,
but it's the old folks who face a problem.
So I was thinking if we could get some money, from the MLA funds,
we could get the road fixed.
MLA sir, the road is only 1 kilometer long.
We'll need only three million for it.
-Three million, huh. -Yes.
You make it sound like it's loose change.
What will I get out of it?
You're making direct demands.
Demands are made directly, Mr. Dubey.
MLA sir, you've no shortcomings. You're blessed with everything,
good fortune, house, money, fields. What else can I give you?
-I can offer you my loyalty. -Yes.
Loyalty isn't even good for making pickles these days.
The Pradhanji's loyalty, means the entire Phulera village pledges their loyalty.
-Yes. -You have our full support.
I don't think he's valued much in Phulera anymore.
That's what I'm telling you.
What are you saying?
I mean I met a few guys at the market some days.
They were saying absurd things about you.
Must be from a different village.
Different village how? Won't I know who is from which village?
-MLA sir... -That's my job.
The vehicles aren't full.
I told to Singh to get a few people from Chhatarpura.
But he's visiting his in-laws.
So there's space for a couple of people in the car.
Shall we let it go?
You know what, come sit on my lap.
Understand.
Can't do a single job?
I've to get involved in every job, Dubey.
So... tell me what the problem is?
MLA sir...
please tell me.
Is everyone here?
-Everyone got in. -Yes, sit down.
-Come on. -Come on, get in.
Get on this.
Don't think too hard, Mr. Dubey. Get in.
But...
First, get in then think.
What are we demonstrating against?
The Delhi-Madhubani Express crosses Fakoli.
-Yes. -Doesn't it?
-But does it stop at Fakoli? -No.
It doesn't.
-Should it stop there or not? -It should.
So this demonstration is for that stoppage.
Come on, get in.
-Get in. -Come.
Be part of the Fakoli legislative assembly development.
You guys are responsible citizens.
Come on, get in. Get in.
Get in.
Do I order a crane for you?
Get in. Get in.
Get in then we'll talk.
Come on, get in.
You come too.
I'll come. I'll definitely come. I'll come in the end.
Get going.
And keep giving water to everyone.
-Okay. -I'm coming.
-Do good. -All right.
Let's go.
Act responsibly... and make them bow.
You're our future.
Go on. Sit down. Why are you standing like Raavan?
We'll be waiting for you.
We'll feel encouraged when you come too?
Okay.
What is the act responsibly?
We would've taken our bikes along.
Hi, Rinky?
Hello.
What happened? Do you need something?
I do need your help.
Tell me.
I am not telling papa.
He might go overboard in a fit of rage.
But seems like a strange guy.
If you can call him up and give him an earful?
I mean I can do it myself.
But it would be more effective if some guy does it.
I...
If there's a problem...
There is no problem.
I can do it.
I'll do it.
How about some tea?
I am not telling you to share a cup?
I was saying it for myself.
Tea gives me better ideas.
I must think of what I'm going to tell him on the phone.
So I thought some tea might...
I was making some for myself, so I thought...
I'll make another cup for you.
It's okay.
Less sugar.
Okay.
No sight of the train.
Nowhere to be seen.
Is the Pradhanji looking at us?
Coming, Pradhanji. The sun is too strong.
I think the train seems to be late.
I'll go pee.
Go on. But hurry up.
He's coming.
The MLA's given me such a stupid task.
Drink some water.
Isn't the MLA a weird man?
Who cares how he is,
as long as he releases funds for the road.
Right.
Hello.
Yes, MLA sir.
All good.
Dubey?
He was right here. He went to pee.
He's standing under the tree and drinking water.
Shall I call him?
What?
Yes... it's almost time for the train to arrive.
But...
MLA sir, have faith.
We've covered the entire track. The train won't leave.
Yes, MLA sir.
Yes, the crossings down too.
Okay, fine. We'll get it down.
Come on.
Guys, show some enthusiasm, understood.
Do you want a halt in Fakoli or not?
-We do. -So shout aloud with me.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
-Come on, let's shout a few slogans. -Come.
Okay.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
Not this one. This one has more sugar.
This... Wait a second.
You'll get scorched.
Here.
What's the number?
Which number does he call from?
This one. On the top.
12 missed calls.
But what are you going to say?
I've thought about it.
Put it on speaker.
'Hello.'
Rajiv.
'Yes, Rajiv speaking.'
'Who is this?'
This is the Fakoli Police Station in charge of speaking.
District Baliya, Uttar Pradesh.
There's a complaint of harassment against you.
From a girl called Rinky.
'No, no, sir. I'm not harassing her.'
'We're supposed to get married.'
I see...
'We've had some differences, that's all.'
But she claims the marriage is off.
'Sir, 32 of our qualities match,'
'how can the marriage be called off.'
From what I've heard about you,
doesn't sound like you have any qualities.
How can you two have so many matching qualities?
'Sir, please don't talk to me like this.'
Listen, boy, aren't you from Ghaziabad?
You do know that Ghaziabad comes under UP Police, don't you?
'Listen, you cannot threaten me like this.'
Now listen to me carefully and understand.
We're already pretty overloaded with cases.
I don't want to register another case in this scenario.
But if you don't stop being a Romeo,
and don't stop calling the girl,
then I'll have to register another case.
And that will make me very angry.
And I'll come straight to Ghaziabad.
First I'll break both your knees.
When both your knees are shattered, then I'll take you to...
You booked a new flat, didn't you? On the 12th floor.
In Indrapuram. I'll take you there.
And I'll make you climb up and down at least five times.
On the stairs.
This will cure your keenness
of getting married for life. Understood.
Did you understand, Romeo?
'Yes. I understood.'
Then hang up. Now.
'Sorry, sir. Forgive me. I won't do it again.'
He said sorry.
I gave him an earful, he won't call again.
Not a problem.
Let's finish the tea.
You got the idea from a cup of tea?
I thought of this while preparing the tea.
He won't do it again.
See you then.
Mom is waiting for me at home.
-She will be worried. -Okay. Fine.
Okay.
Thank you.
Not a problem.
-See you. -Okay.
Yes, I...
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
Come on, uncle. Go home. The train will be here any minute.
Get off the tracks.
Otherwise, you'll get dragged to Baliya station.
Get off the tracks.
Come on.
Don't get off the tracks, Dubey.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
No one will budge. Stay seated on the tracks.
Don't be scared of the government.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
Hello. Yes, MLA sir.
They have lathi-charged on us.
Dubey. He's right here.
Talk to him.
-MLA sir wants to talk to you. -What am I going to say?
Talk to him. He wants to talk to you.
Hello. Yes, MLA sir.
How can I lie down on the tracks?
I won't give my life for the road.
MLA sir.
What did MLA sir say?
Lie down.
-Everyone lie down. -Lie down. Lie down.
Everyone lie down.
Lie down. Lie down. Don't budge anyone.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
We won't budge. We won't budge.
We won't move until our demands are not met.
We won't budge. We won't budge.
-How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be? -Like Fakoli halt!
We won't budge.
Move.
We won't move until our demands are not met.
We won't budge.
Fulfill our demands!
We won't budge.
Take them along. Come on.
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
Like Fakoli halt!
How should Delhi-Madhubani Express' halt be?
You guys didn't arrest the ones you should.
You've arrested the Pradhanji.
We have to parade you on 26th January.
Get in. Come on. Hurry up.
Chuttan escaped.
Yes.
That Chuttan escaped, Pradhanji.
He's such a scoundrel.
I'll show him when I get the chance.
We got trapped unnecessarily.
[indistinct chatter]
Did he pick up?
Even Prahlad uncle's phone is switched off.
God, where is everyone?
Give it to me. Give me the phone.
And what about your expenses in Kolkata.
The company will pay all the expenses.
It's always a 4-star hotel.
I don't settle for anything less.
God, Siddhu, when will I get this?
All these are materialistic things. Don't pay attention to them.
The fun you're having is better than a 5-star hotel.
Go on, man, make fun of my poverty.
I am admiring your work.
I'll call you back, man. It's an office call.
Okay, fine. Bye.
Serve the country, man. Proud of you.
Okay, fine.
Yes, madam.
No, they should've returned by now.
All their phones are switched off?
Okay. Okay.
Okay, ma'am. I'll look into it.
Fine.
Inspector sir.
He really is the village Pradhan.
Why would I lie to you?
Exactly.
And I am the Prime Minister.
And I am the Home Minister.
Inspector, you've confiscated our phones.
Call Fakoli Police Station from our phone.
Your senior officer Sanjay Yadav will tell you who he is.
Pradhanji.
Mr. Secretary.
What happened, Pradhanji?
Did you hear what he's calling me?
Is he really the village Pradhan?
What do you mean?
He's the village Pradhan of Phulera, he's the assistant Pradhan.
He's the assistant.
And I am the Secretary.
Do you think I am joking?
I see...
Minister sir, order some tea and snacks.
Next time you want to lie on the tracks,
do it in the absence of the Police.
No one will stop you.
See you.
Mr. Secretary. Who told you we're here?
The security at the MLA's gates told us.
What a rascal that MLA is?
He didn't even come to get us out.
Where are your bikes?
Get down. Give him money.
Let's go.
MLA sir...
Call the MLA sir.
Wait. He's coming.
Pradhanji, we've even been to jail now.
Tell MLA sir to release the funds for the road.
He might agree. Of course, he'll agree.
We've been through so much. He's got to say yes.
Let's go. Let's collect our bikes.
There he comes.
I think he's going somewhere.
MLA sir.
What are you guys doing here?
You should be at the Police station.
Why? Should we come out so soon?
What was the hurry to come out?
Look here. My cavalcade was ready.
I thought I'll go and receive you with pride.
Get some pictures taken. Shine as a leader.
-And you too. -Yes.
Is your mind filled with nitrogen?
Why don't you use your brains?
You ruined my plan.
We'll go back again, MLA sir, it's not a...
Is this a cricket match? Is this a replay?
Go back in again.
Whose plan was it to get you out? Which talented man was it?
-Mr. Secretary. It was him. -It was me.
-Who is he? -Sir.
Panchayat Secretary, Phulera.
Mr. Secretary.
You're the Secretary?
Yes.
You should be a lawyer.
If that was your plan, MLA sir,
you should have informed the Pradhanji earlier.
-Then there would be no confusion. -Listen...
Are you going to lecture an MLA?
Are you going to teach Chandrakishore Singh what to do?
Bloody Secretary.
Trying to teach me politics.
No, sir...
Asshole... I carry men like you in my pocket.
And lower your tone, understood.
Stay within your limits.
-Let it be... -Do you want me to show you your place?
Take him away, Dubey?
I'm sparing him out of respect for you,
otherwise, I would've hung him upside down on that tree.
Fine. I'll take him with me. Just release the funds for the road.
Come here.
Look, Dubey, what does a politician need?
He needs a crowd, a mic in hand, understood.
Go to your village, gather a crowd, and give me the mic.
-Before I invest in you. -Okay.
I should know whether you're worth investing in or not.
-Work speaks for itself. -You're right.
-It's not a cakewalk. -Right.
-Leave. -And you...
Note down his name.
-Secretary... -Leave now.
And take the bottle gourd you kept on the table.
Even my buffalo doesn't eat bottle gourd.
Leave.
Please tell the secretary not to take the MLA seriously.
I did.
What does the MLA want?
He wants to see if I can gather a crowd or not.
Mom, give me your phone.
It's on the window.
Call for a 72-hour prayer meeting in the village.
That will gather a huge crowd.
Hello.
This is Rinky.
Rinky.
What happened? Did the boy call again?
No, he didn't call.
Papa told me what happened at the MLA's place.
Yes, it was a...
Is everything alright?
Yes, it's alright.
Okay.
Fine.
[Don't take too much stress]