I just came here to eat cake, not to be abused by you mom.
Come here...
First you tell me,
what was so important
that you had to come here to tell me?
Jabbar got me kicked off the police force.
Does he know that you are my son?
No, he doesn't know anything.
He still thinks I am Bheem Singh's son
and the child of a criminal does not belong on the police force.
You should go back to UP.
But...
He had me thrown in jail.
-Oh Lord! -I just got out today.
Bosco bailed me out.
I know what you are thinking but
Bosco is not as bad as you think.
That bastard killed your father.
He burned our house and our family down.
And you're saying that he is not that bad?
Mom, Bosco is the one who bailed me out from jail.
He should have burnt you on that day as well.
I saved you from the fire.
I picked you up and ran bare feet.
Did you forget everything?
My sacrifice,
our enemy!
Your father's death, your brother's death,
have you forgotten it all?
Bhanu, this is your father's best friend,
Bheem Singh.
He will take care of you.
You will be safe here.
Never come back to Bombay son.
Otherwise Bosco will kill you.
Just remember mom loves you.
I haven't forgotten anything!
And no matter how hard I try I can never forget.
I think about it every single day,
that because of me, my younger brother Aditya could not survive.
And that regret has...
haunted me my whole life.
I have no regrets.
I have no regrets!
At least I saved one of you.
Michael, just give me a minute.
If I tried to save you both then I would have lost you both Bhanu!
I observed a mourning period for him
according to your father's traditions.
Bosco is evil, son.
Why do you want to work with him?
When you are going through a difficult time
you need to bow down to your enemies,
and right now Jabbar wants to kill me and only Bosco can save me.
Satan often appears disguised as an angel.
Your father also used to think he was an angel!
Not used to, he still does!
Just go.
I will call you back, okay?
Make sure you lock the door to your room.
Otherwise a cat might get in.
That's it.
Sir?
Sir... Sir, there is an issue.
What happened?
What has our dear Deputy CM done now?
He has disappeared with 20 other MLA's from the party sir.
Disappeared?
Where did he go?
Sir, 20 MLAs and himself, that makes 21,
that makes a majority sir!
That bastard!
What are you staring at?
Do you just like eating shit?
Something this big happened and you didn't even have a clue?
Hurry up and give me that!
Go and do something!
Damn freeloader...
I heard everything.
Why don't you give Jabbar this task?
I didn't call him here from Delhi to play cops and robbers.
Yes but if the same thief is caught stealing multiple times
then the public comes together to kill him.
And this thief even tried to have you killed.
Remember?
Wow.
Impressive.
They don't call you my better half for no good reason.
My mother used to say that you are a lot smarter than me.
In fact, you should have been the Chief Minister!
But you are not.
Anyway, forget about that. Tell me something,
have I ever changed our children's diapers?
-What do you mean? -Just tell me.
Have I ever changed our children's diapers?
-No. -Why?
Because that is not my job.
That is your job.
My job is to get out of this situation.
All this talk of violence
doesn't suit a Chief Minister.
Right?
I have an idea,
why don't you go and make some tasty modaks.
But the festival of Ganpati is already over.
But we need to give offerings.
Please make them.
Please, please, please. Go make them right now.
I told you not to call me.
You will get me in trouble. Have you lost your mind?
I told you not to call me for a few days!
You will get me caught.
-You will get me in trouble, hang up! -So MLA sir?
Hang up.
Shimla, Guwahati,
or straight to Pakistan?
Just how many crores do you plan on making?
Oh sir it's you!
Holy shit!
It's a good thing you are here sir.
Everyone is shit scared here.
Sir I think this time
we won't get away with it.
Don't be scared,
I am here now.
Look, once I become CM you don't need to hide from anyone.
Except for your wife.
Has sir arrived?
It will take another half an hour.
Come.
Look, he is here.
Here he is!
Arjun the great.
Arjun Singh, son of Bheem Singh.
What is he up to these days?
You don't know? Bosco!
Ah! He is licking Bosco's boots these days, right?
So...
I heard you got a job.
So now?
Will you be selling medicines at Bosco's company?
Or will you be digging graves?
I will be digging graves, sir.
If you want, I will dig one for you.
-Hey! -Hey!
You are harassing my client.
Won't be good for you in court.
Who are you?
I am the one who got him out of jail.
Now I will get him his job back.
And the ones who illegally framed him
will be the ones who will be out of a job.
Think about my lawyer privileges before you react.
Yeah?
Let's go Arjun.
We have 30 minutes to think.
Wow.
-Who is she? -She is Bosco's lawyer sir.
She is the one who handles all of his legal matters.
Rachel Pinto.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Thank you to you too.
For not losing your cool inside.
Yes, I am not a complete knucklehead.
Good.
So...
since you have done so much for me,
can I do something for you?
You can't afford my fees.
I know.
But I can treat you to lunch.
Asking me out, is it?
No, no, asking...
if you will sit with me and eat some food?
Yeah.
You guys wait here.
Welcome.
Are you the CM or the watchman?
What happened to the 10 cars, 50 security officers and all that?
Bad times or what?
Security is only necessary
for someone who has some value.
And at this moment my 20 MLAs
are a lot more important than me.
The ones who ran away with that Joshi.
Bosco, this Joshi has screwed me over.
You have to check who is standing behind you
if you are worried about getting screwed.
That reminds me,
you brought your main man over from Delhi, right? Jabbar.
He will do whatever you tell him to do.
Even killing me.
Why don't you go cry to him?
You don't excite me anymore. It's limp. Finished.
Bosco, this is a misunderstanding.
Whose family?
Galat fehmi.
Misunderstanding.
Misunderstanding...
Joshi is the one behind all of this.
He is the one who did this.
He was the Home Minister,
and he thought I was dead.
So Joshi is the one who called Jabbar here from Delhi to kill you.
To kill me?
I am a bloody harmless bugger man.
What can I do? I am like a chicken.
Hey, take a seat. Get that stool and take a seat.
There is no one here right now so...
take a seat.
That is good.
Stool test.
Is that so?
Now tell me.
Harmless?
Who did the man who shot at me work for?
Come on Bosco.
These old issues can get in the way of new alliances.
Forget it.
You saved my life...
that is enough for me.
What do you want bastard?
Why are you handing me your resignation letter?
200 acre land in Alibaugh.
You have had your eyes on it for a few years now, haven't you?
To expand your Pharma business.
I was the one who had held up the file.
I have signed it today.
It is a gift from me to you.
Happy Birthday to me! This is great.
What do you want as a return gift?
Joshi's retirement.
Find that bastard.
You already have a dog, Jabbar. Tell him.
He will sniff him out.
I don't want a sniffing dog...
I want one that bites.
Then send that sniffing dog back to Delhi.
Talk to me if you can do it.
Otherwise take this paper and fuck off!
I will do it Bosco.
No problem.
Why are you doing this empty-handed?
If you give me some lovely modaks made by your hot wife...
Sorry.
I am not that good at grammar.
Hot modaks made by your lovely wife.
Isn't that what is in the tiffin?
Get them out man, do you need an invitation?
Thank you.
Here.
We spoke about a meal,
but you jumped straight to sweets.
I like dessert.
Whoever wrote the English language must be a complete idiot.
-Why? -Just think about it.
How can a sandy desert and a sweet be the same word?
Think about it.
Right?
Can I ask you something?
A personal question is fine, but no professional questions.
People generally say the opposite.
I am not 'people'.
Yes... that is true.
This is a good ice-cream.
I know.
Have...
you come here before?
Just ask me directly, who do I come here with?
Boyfriend? Friends with benefits?
Friends of?
Never mind.
I prefer coming here alone.
Everyone should eat ice-cream alone,
then they won't have to share it.
In short, no boyfriend.
And... family?
Wow.
You are fast.
No family, buddy.
Bosco uncle is my only relative.
I was an orphan at his NGO.
I... basically have a life because of him.
Impressive. Your story has pain
and courage as well.
I like your story.
Is that the only thing you like?
No, I mean...
I also like the storyteller.
Well then, on that note.
I would like to make something for you to eat.
That is great news.
Do you like pasta?
Absolutely not.
I am sorry, you don't have a choice.
That is the only thing I know how to cook.
Well then, that's fine. I will eat it.
See you then. In the evening...
Sorry.
Yes sir?
Yes, I am on my way.
We aren't that alone after all.
Sorry, I have to go...
so you will have to put the pasta in the fridge tonight.
But that is okay.
I would be happy to eat food that you made even one year from now.
Aunty! Are you at home?
Aunty!
-What do you want? -How are you aunty?
I was picking up the patties for uncle.
Why? Has he become crippled?
God willing.
Couldn't he come here himself.
You are cute crazy aunty.
I like you.
That is why I will tell you something.
Bosco is insane.
And you are like a mother to me.
I don't like it when he is rude to you.
Hi sis! How are you man?
If you don't sit at your shop then how will you make money?
And if you don't make money then you will have to get a PG or something.
Where is your... reporter PG?
I don't know.
Look sis,
this is my area.
Whoever lives here,
does it with my permission.
And I have a serious allergy to these reporter-type people.
Look,
if you are going through a bad time then ask me.
I will give you a loan.
You are a lonely loser widow type anyway.
If I get you out of this hell then God will send me to heaven.
Amen.
But I want that reporter out.
Do you understand?
You get out of here Bosco.
Okay... Okay.
First you go fetch a mutton potato patties for me from your shop.
I don't feed pigs. Go.
Hey.
Why can't you be normal?
You are always in attack mode!
Just eat a bullet or something.
Did you get a nightmare of that night again?
Actually, it was your fault.
-You are my sister... -Fuck off Bosco!
Uncle! Uncle!
She is crazy. Please.
Look, my own guy saved your life.
But he is right, why should I take stress?
My father what goes?
You are bloody harmless, helpless woman
abla naari types.
But the day you cross the line,
will be the day your bakery gets run over by a bulldozer.
Adios.
Let's go.
Aunty, wh... what are you doing?
It's me, Michael.
Your graveyard friend.
Asmi's friend.
Relax.
Relax...
Was the guy from yesterday here?
Tell me, who is the cause of your stress?
Everyone is giving me stress, son...
Everyone is giving me stress, son.
I need your policeman's brain, handsome.
That Deputy CM Joshi
along with 20 of his lackeys has turned into Mr. India.
Means, he has disappeared.
To pass a no-confidence motion and dissolve the government.
I am honest responsible citizen.
We need to stop them.
Now you tell me,
how?
Do we have a list of the missing MLAs?
Yes, we do.
Here.
Boss generally in these cases
these MLAs book all the rooms in a
5-star or a 7-star hotel so that no one else could stay there.
I am sure they must be partying already
thinking about how they're going to dissolve the government.
Hey,
that's not a policeman's brain that is Shetty's brain!
Which hotel are they staying at?
Tell me that.
That is exactly what I am telling you, boss.
Where I am from there is a wise proverb that goes,
"In times of difficulty, alcohol, women and gambling
all come together. "
Who the freak is Ramya?
Ramya means... a lady.
Woman.
Hindi. Good.
So now we need to gather all the women in Mumbai?
Something like that boss.
So I think that these MLAs are staying at a hotel
where in the last 24 hours
a large amount of cheap desi liquor
and expensive women,
I mean, high class escorts have been supplied.
Hey,
James Bond.
How would they get cheap desi liquor in a 5-star hotel?
Why wouldn't they boss? These guys are smart.
They order it in advance.
There are 10 MLAs on this list who still drink desi,
even after becoming an MLA.
And including Mr. Joshi there are 10 MLAs
who like to consummate a new marriage every single night.
Ah!
Ah, bloody genius.
Bastard.
Hey, get up. Let him sit there.
-Give him your tea. -Yeah, sit.
Go on, take a seat.
Come, Try some biscuits from the bakery.
Looking at you reminds me of that dialogue from Sholay.
"Inviting you here was not a mistake. "
This is Dalpat's phone.
Sister-in-law, we were celebrating that day,
dance, songs, food and drinks, we were doing all of it.
Dalpat suddenly got a phone call and he stepped outside,
but he never came back.
We thought he could be in the toilet,
but his phone was lying on the sofa.
And today, we remembered that we put his phone in the kit bag.
So we brought it here.
Thank you.
Please sit, I will be right back.
Hello?
Hello sir, it's me Sunita Dalpat.
Sunil Dalpat's wife.
You told me to call you.
Yes, tell me.
Did you find something?
Yes sir, I found his phone.
Thank you son.
But even though you call me son,
you still won't tell me why Bosco torments you so much?
You came here to meet Asmi, right?
Her phone is out of coverage area.
Let her know I was here if she comes back.
Hey, listen.
You wanted more cake yesterday, didn't you?
I will bring it.
Eat it before you leave.
One second.
Jai Hind sir.
The speed at which you picked up the phone,
with that same speed go to the Kabaddi Captain's house
and take his phone into custody.
Super urgent.
Yes sir.
Michael.
Aunty, I have to leave but I will come back soon.
I will take it with me and eat it on the way.
Yes?
Special Task Force.
You called the DCP, right? He sent me.
Yes...
Which DCP sir?
You didn't tell me his name.
Can you show me your ID card?
Sorry, it's difficult to trust anyone these days.
I can understand madam.
It's just that Special Task Officers do not carry their ID.
Why don't you call the DCP?
Why don't you call him back
and tell him that Officer Ahuja is here.
Okay.
The police is here, come on get out.
Yes, we will leave.
Sir.
-You come here. -Go, go, go.
You too.
Listen.
If I get any phone call,
emergency, urgent, no matter what.
DND.
-Do Not Disturb. -I understand sir.
-Enjoy. -Come on, let's go in.
Yeah so you have sent the papers to my office
I will have my assistant review it.
My boy, your rum...