Check properly.
Nisha,
where is your floral accessory?
I'm wearing perfume.
Didn't you tell her?
I did. Hey, didn't I tell you?
Yes. But fragrance is all that matters, right?
Do you think you're smarter than the rest?
It's not like that, ma'am.
The floral accessory withers away.
Or sometimes, the customer crushes it in enthusiasm.
But unless you bathe, the fragrance of the perfume
doesn't go away.
Bai has been in the business for 25 years.
You're new in the business.
Are you trying to teach her?
Will I ever dare to do that, ma'am?
Witch.
Yes, son?
Did you go astray from school? Forgot the way?
What do you want?
How much will you charge for an hour?
He has done his homework!
You should ask for the per minute rate.
He'll be finished before even getting started.
-I'll leave. -Stop.
One thousand.
Fifteen hundred.
Come on.
Make your choice.
Hey, kiddo.
Hey, come on.
Don't bother him.
Go on.
What is your name?
Nisha.
What?
Is it your first time?
What about you?
Come.
I'll leave.
Hey.
Wait.
I didn't laugh at you but at your innocence.
So what now?
Sorry.
Stupid.
This happens during the first time.
So I guess it's over now?
You still have 40 minutes left.
What will happen in this much time?
You yourself, will be surprised
on knowing what all can be done in 40 minutes.
Do you have a girlfriend?
Oh!
So you have come here to take tuition?
Okay, now listen carefully.
The key to turn on a girl
lies in her neck.
As good as you kiss her there,
the more you will turn the girl on.
Which perfume are you wearing?
Stop talking.
Habiba may have 25 years of experience.
But I learnt it when I was in my mother's womb.
So my experience is only four years less than Habiba.
I could have said this to her.
But mom used to say,
skills are not to be told
but shown.
Hey, rascal.
You turned out to be a big player.
You did it for an hour.
I did it twice.
Anyone who comes close to Nisha
will go crazy
with her fragrance.
Bai, shall I get her out of here?
Habiba Ji, greetings.
How are you?
Mr. Ninad,
you look really happy today.
There is a reason for it.
I have found an editor for my art.
What? You found an editor for your farts?
I have found someone to print my poems.
Then your desires must be knowing no bounds.
She is new here.
Add some joy
to her life as well.
Of course.
After you.
This youth...
Oh my God.
It gives great sorrow.
Out.
You may go.
Suraiya...
She hasn't told us yet
where her daughter is.
What?
Raju
went to Mumbai.
Hmm.
Hey, when will you grow up?
I've got issues with you.
Then why will I kill Gafoor?
Because you're a lowly idiot.
If you have evidence,
present it.
Who can kill Gafoor but him?
Gafoor had many enemies.
But he just loves me.
All he can see is me.
You sent that girl to the police station.
Which girl? Have you gone crazy?
The girl who picked up the other girl and ran away.
That girl died long ago.
He is talking rubbish.
Gafoor Bhai had seen her running away.
Did you see her?
Gafoor lied to save himself and you believed it.
We didn't go to the police.
Bhai, actually, that operation belonged to us.
As I told you the other day,
I have to answer my seniors.
A girl was shot in her hand on the day of the shootout.
We have to pretend to be doing an inquiry.
Yes, that girl can be anyone.
How much did Babu Rao bribe you with?
How much would you bribe him with?
Babu Rao arranges girls for clients,
not graves for our own people.
Are you all done?
It's not been long since Gafoor died.
I expanded the business from one lane to eight lanes in Kamathipura.
I thought that my kids
would expand it to sixteen lanes.
But you guys shattered it.
Now that things are broken, let's divide them.
Akram will handle the four lanes in the front and the four lanes in the back
will belong to you, Babu Rao.
Bhai, I haven't done anything. He's talking rubbish.
Did I ask for your opinion?
The decision has been made.
Why didn't you save him?
-May I? -When did I ever say no to you?
Where is she?
-Greetings. -Sakina.
The moon has risen in our courtyard.
And I was wandering around the world
in search of light.
What will you name it?
Name?
Bijli, as in, lightning.
You have been named as Bijli.
Your name is Bijli.
She has taken after her mother.
But I don't want her to live a life like mine, Qadir Bhai.
I wish to educate her.
Yes, Sakina, everything will be arranged.
I looked up to him like a father and got stabbed to save him.
But he stabbed me in the back.
Ever since, he addressed you as his son.
But what did he give you?
The filthiest four lanes, Bhai.
Gotya,
all this...
Calling him a son and all...
It's rubbish.
It was all a pretence.
Bhai,
Qadir Bhai showed that
blood is thicker than water.
You're right, Raju.
But you know what,
he forgot one thing.
Flood
is caused by water.
Not by blood.
The peak of love on which every particle of creation is shining...
Sparkling...
That peak is really slippery
and one's steps...
One's steps
are wobbling.
Wobbling.
Whatever may be the outcome,
it is almost certain that it will cause
suffering.
Suffering.
Liked it?
I loved your poem.
Explain its meaning.
Why do you want to waste time in its explanation?
We'll do all that later.
Come on, explain it.
You applauded it. So...
Forget the meaning.
Let's come straight to the point.
We'll come there later.
The meaning?
The creation
is shining.
Sparkling.
Come on. The meaning?
Tell me the meaning.
Go inside and witness the wonder.
Wow.
Woah.
Doesn't it feel like you're in Bangkok?
Yes.
Bhai, when did you do create this wonder?
Son, I created this wonder before going to Bangkok.
But now, it's not the time for a wonder
but war.
What was Qadir saying?
That I'm like a son to him.
That he hoped we would expand the business to sixteen lanes.
I will do it.
From eight lanes to 60.
But in those lanes,
Qadir and Akram
won't exist.
Habiba Ji.
You will get a copy first.
No need, Mr. Ninad.
I will find its pages at a street wonder anyway.
Nevertheless, I will give it to you first.
See you again.
Bye.
Is he an animal?
Why are you shouting?
I told him to go easy but that rascal
put out the cigarette on my butt.
He is a customer.
He has paid money.
It doesn't mean that he has bought me.
He didn't.
I have purchased you.
My friend has left me behind here.
I work for you.
I'm not your slave.
Don't touch me.
Did she leave you behind for free?
I paid her thirty thousand
for you to work here.
No.
You're lying.
Champa is a drug addict.
She sold you for such tiny amounts of hashish and heroin.
So until my money is recovered,
you are my slave.
The night is not over yet.
Come on.
Get back to business.
The one for whom I could give up my life,
betrayed me and left me in misery.
They say, there is no better mirror than helplessness.
Champa's helplessness
showed her true face.
I wasn't angry.
I just had one question.
When I was ready to give a part of my earnings,
why did she pretend to be selfless in front of me?
Champa.
Who is it?
Why are you disturbing my sleep?
Is there no one inside?
Do you think I'm the watchman here?
-Go away. -Shut up.
You're nearing your death anyway. Don't make me kill you.
Champa.
Champa?
Champa.
Taxi! Stop the taxi.
Taxi.
Champa?
Open your eyes, Champa.
Good.
Tej Singh.
Sit. I'm coming.
How are you, Tej Singh?
Sir.
So...
Any problem with the law and order situation?
No, not at all.
Then why are girls disappearing every three to four months from nearby villages?
What happened?
Did your throat dry up?
-Sir... -Have some water first.
No, sir.
I want all the details about a man.
Raju.
He is a big pimp from Mumbai who comes here.
One of these numbers belong to him.
Find out which one.
Yes, sir.
How are you feeling now?
I'm fine.
How are you?
I'm fine.
Why do you do so much of drugs?
What if something really happens one day?
I will die
at my own will.
Not because of this filthy disease.
And what about Seher?
You know you are her only friend.
And you?
You're her friend too.
Is this a joke to you?
Her life is at risk yet she was openly looking for business last night.
For whom?
So that she can take care of you.
Neither is her life at risk anymore
nor would she have to crave for money.
I gave her shelter
at Habiba Begum's brothel.
That's good.
She changed her name too.
To what?
Nisha.
How do you girls like Mumbai?
How do you girls
like Mumbai?
Too much traffic.
Too many people.
Do these people give training as well?
Yes.
They're my assistants.
If you need anything,
tell me.
If you want anything,
just tell Babu.
Thank you.
What?
She said thank you in Thai.
Oh.
Greetings.
Anything urgent, Bhai?
Here.
-Have it. -No.
You're saying no to what I'm offering?
Looks like you've arranged for income from elsewhere.
Hey, it isn't so, Bhai.
Go and see an ENT doctor.
That day, you heard
the sound of the firing that happened near the slums.
But my nephew died just four kilometres away from your police station.
Couldn't you hear that?
Bhai, I am investigating that.
I saw that.
You're investigating with great vigour.
In order to find one girl,
you vacated half of Kamathipura.
Did you find the girl?
Experience can be troublesome, Satpute.
My experience says that the girl has to do something
with Gafoor's murder.
Either she is Gafoor's murderer
or a witness to the murder.
Quite possible, Bhai.
The culprit or the witness,
bring either of them to me.
Did you hear me or should I call an ENT doctor?
Yes, Bhai.
Savita.
-Savita. -Safina.
Safina.
Next...
What is this, Bhai?
Will this Bangkok-based massage business work here?
The public always wants something new.
It will surely work.
We will train all these girls.
Bhai, some girls from Akram
work at our lane number four.
So what?
He might come and create a scene there.
No way.
Qadir Bhai has divided the lanes. Not the girls.
We will do whatever we want with the girls.
Got it?
Come on, write.
Savita.
What is this list for, Raju Bhai?
To invite them for your mother's wedding.
Go and do your job.
I'll be back.
Don't be afraid, dear.
No, kid.
Don't be afraid.
Shall we play a game?
Okay?
Chidiya Udd.
Okay?
Come on, let's play.
-Bird. -Fly away.
Fly away.
Parrot.
Fly away.
-Fly away. -Fly away.
Elephant.
How can an elephant fly?
Hey, what are you doing here?
With whose permission did you open the cage?
I'm asking you!
Do not shout.
There are kids here.
You're throwing orders at me?
You're throwing orders at me!
How dare you throw orders at me?
Come here. Bai.
What happened?
She opened the girls' cage. On top of that, she is acting smart.
Girls.
Today you all have a holiday.
No matter how many customers come,
Nisha alone, will serve them.
Didn't you have a rule to stop after ten men?
Even if 100 men come today,
I will send them to you.
Qadir Bhai is sure
that the girl you were looking for...
-What is her name? -Seher.
Yes, the same.
That either she is Gafoor's murderer or she's the witness.
He has told me
to find either of the two.
So what can I do? Find one.
You told me that you killed Seher.
Even I said
that the police are looking for a different girl.
But if Qadir Bhai finds out
that it's the same girl
and Gafoor died chasing that girl,
then he will kill us both.
Darn it.
So what do we do now?
Let's do one thing.
Let's find that girl as soon as possible.
And then,
we'll kill her.
You foreigners know how to live life to the fullest.
We are idiots.
What do you call it? Sandwich massage?
This is the normal sandwich massage.
-Normal? -Yes.
Then do you also have varieties of toast
and cheese grill massages?
Body to body.
Baby, when it comes to body,
Babu only wants your body.
Yes, fix my meeting with the guy from Nepal in the evening.
Bhai, how can it be arranged so soon?
Just as soon as this deal can go to someone else.
-Got it? -Okay, Bhai.
You're not the only one in this business in Dholpur.
-Come on, hurry up. -Okay.
Yes, ma'am?
What will you have?
Do you get anything worth eating in Mumbai?
Here you will get everything.
Are you new in Mumbai?
Why?
Do you like antique items?
There is no time for introductions.
If there is desire awakening in someone's mind,
he may book a room.
What are you waiting for? Go.
The day when Gafoor Bhai died,
tell me what happened at the police station.
Somebody speak up!
The police acted really strange.
At first, they checked our hands,
took our thumb impressions and then let us go.
Why should I show you my hand?
Don't do drama.
I'm not your customer.
Show me your hand.
You, show me.
Hey, Parshu.
Where have you come here?
What do you have to do with it? Go.
You very well know
that this lane belongs to Babu Rao.
So what?
You know that some of them were brought here by Akram Bhai.
Tell him. Get lost.
You get lost!
-You... -Guys, don't fight.
We don't want a fight here.
-This is our lane. Tell him to get out. -Listen to me.
Hey...
Shut up.
This is my cage
even if this lane belongs to your father.
Get out.
-I won't spare you. -Just get lost.
Gotya Bhai, calm down.
As the story goes,
in a fight between two monkeys, a cat drinks the milk.
But later, if the monkeys catch hold of the cat,
what happens then?
Nobody tells you that.
They will surely tear her apart.