The exit polls indicate a landslide victory tomorrow
for the Devki Nandan and Samar Pratap Singh led JLD
for the fourth consecutive time.
But politics, just like cricket, is extremely unpredictable.
You'll be getting a new government tomorrow.
But for now, all I can give you is some soulful music.
-United we stand! -Return our land!
Hello?
Yes, I'm coming to college.
I'll be there in 40 minutes.
Bye. Bye.
Mom, I'm leaving. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Take care.
-United we stand! -Return our land!
The citizens of this country are shoving a stick up the government's ass.
Half of them, want a factory.
Made in India!
When the government starts building one,
the other half of these fuckers...
want their lands back for agriculture!
Don't they get it?
They cannot have both!
Why are you worrying?
Here... have some.
Take it.
Listen... I'm no farmer.
But...
if you utilize all the land for your factories...
what will we eat?
I need more soda.
Fuck, we're doomed.
Things are about to heat up.
Hail India, sir!
-Sir... we could have managed this. -Yes, sir.
Please don't trouble yourself.
Foreign investors are involved, Thakur.
They want to set up a factory here.
-United we stand! -Return our land!
This land is important.
I want this crowd dispersed by evening.
Don't you wish to see our great nation progress?
Of course, sir!
I get it.
The country's progress is important.
But, sir...
I don't get your party sometimes.
Which side are you on?
At times, you fight for the farmers.
Now you're against them.
There's a thin red line that separates the right and the wrong.
That line's called politics.
That is where we stand.
That's great!
-You'll definitely win tomorrow. -Of course.
Congratulations in advance, sir.
Get ready.
Ready?
To commit a sin.
Sir...
Sir... without an official order?
Count to three.
One.
Two.
-Three. -There's your order.
Hail India, sir!
Sure, sir.
Yes, sir.
Sure.
Alright, sir.
Chaudhary...
we're going to hell.
Stay away from the barricades!
I'm warning you for the last time!
-United we stand! -Return our land!
Stop creating a ruckus!
You're forcing us to take strict action.
Did you find them?
There they are.
-United we stand! -Return our land!
Bash these bastards!
Fire warning shots!
-They went into the fields. -Good for us.
Let's go.
Come on! Get those bastards!
Hey!
-Motherfucker! Stop! -Get him! Get him!
Get him!
Fucking cuntlicker!
Stop!
-Stop right there, motherfucker! -Fucking asshole!
Get him!
Shoot those fuckers!
Fucking assholes!
-Opposition's loss, nation's gain! -Devki Nandan once again!
I'm right outside Mr. Devki's house.
If the exit polls are to be believed,
JLD might win more than 300 seats tomorrow.
The entire nation has its eyes transfixed at this house.
This house is where we'll soon have the most exclusive interview of the day.
We'll be back in a short while with Mr. Samar Pratap.
-Long Live! -Samar Pratap Singh!
Devki...
your son has surpassed you!
-Long Live! -Samar Pratap Singh!
Yes, he has.
-Long Live! -Samar Pratap Singh!
Gopal...
throughout my political career...
I've committed innumerable sins.
I had to.
But I've never divided this nation.
Power in this man's hand...
will be the end of democracy as we know it.
-Long Live! -Samar Pratap Singh!
Look at his face.
Don't you see...
a dictator?
-Long Live! -Samar Pratap Singh!
The Malakpur job's done, sir.
Grab a bite.
Is it vegetarian?
All your deeds are non-vegetarian...
but you're a bloody vegetarian.
Hello, Dad!
-I'm cooking today! -Did you...
get the news about Malakpur?
No.
Tiwari's boys have messed up, big time.
The fucking police shot the farmers.
The guy wasn't capable of managing Kanpur,
you gave him the charge of an entire state.
I had told you, the guy isn't worthy of being a chief minister.
The party doesn't function as per your whims and wishes.
Alright?
I've buried this incident, as of now.
No one's reacting to it and...
you should cancel your interview as well.
How can I cancel it now?
Everything is ready.
This isn't the first time I'm telling you to cancel it, is it?
I had asked to wait for a couple of days. Do it once the results are declared.
Garima has been pestering me.
Alright, do it. But keep it short.
Keep your mouth shut about Malakpur.
At least, for another hour, you don't even know it exists.
Have you finalized defence?
Aditi had called.
Ask her to hold her horses for a couple of days!
You're thinking about giving it to Raghu, right?
At the moment, I'm not thinking about anything.
Yes, he's a better option than Aditi, any day.
Do you really think the Indian Army is going to salute a 34-year-old woman?
Of course, it will.
If you wish.
You won't say a word about this in your interview.
No ministries, no portfolios, no alliance, nothing. Not a word.
You worry too much.
We will win tomorrow.
"We will win"...
and "We have won" are two different things.
Trust me.
We've been in power for the past three terms.
Many--
Many of my friends have stabbed me in the back.
Samar...
politics has but one rule...
"The one who sits on the throne...
is the king."
And the faster you learn this...
the better.
Please keep this in mind, at least for the duration of this interview.
I have a small request.
Please ask me if Aditi Mishra is going to be the next defence minister.
Raghu...
Raghu!
Raghu Kishore!
Son of Anuradha Kishore!
The youngest defence-fucking-minister
of the biggest democracy in the world!
In the world!
Mr. Samar...
if I say...
that I have with me, the son of the man, who's going to be...
the prime minister yet again, what would be your reply?
My reply would be that you tend to beat around the bush a lot.
I'm just joking.
Seriously speaking, now is not the right time to talk about this.
Election results are a lot like aging.
I mean, we all prepare for it.
But when it happens, we realize we were not prepared at all.
Gurpal!
Got you.
Clean your nose!
Did you see the crowd?
This time...
there's no need to wait for the results.
Mr. Samar, rumors are that this time, it's going to be a young cabinet.
In fact, you'll be playing a big role in its selection.
-Samar, bro! -This morning--
Looking sexy, yo!
Where's the supreme leader?
He's with Mr. Gopal Das.
Alright.
See you.
Sorry.
Mr. Samar, rumors are that this time, it's going to be a young cabinet.
And you'll be playing a big role in its selection.
I had a word with Ms. Aditi Mishra this morning.
Oh, really?
What did she say?
She says there's a strong possibility of her name being considered.
Did she say that?
Not exactly, but that's my question to you.
The party makes these decisions.
Mr. Devki Nandan decides.
But if you want my personal opinion...
I think Ms. Aditi is one of our brightest young leaders.
She's the nation's first female fighter pilot.
I think her experience with our defence forces will be handy.
So, she could get the defence ministry?
That's not my decision to make.
Okay. At least tell us, if you are going to be the nation's next PM?
That's Dad's--
That's Mr. Devki Nandan's decision.
This is going to blow up!
-You cannot enter without VC's permission. -Fuck off!
Hey!
So, you're Imran?
Yes, I am.
-Fucking terrorist! -What are you doing?
-You cannot do this! -Where are you taking him?
-One minute! -How can you hit me?
-Bring him! -Move! Move!
-Sir, you cannot do this. -Come on!
Sir, this is illegal!
Get in! Close the door!
-Sir, please listen to me. -Yes, we'll chat at the police station.
-Hey, what's wrong? -Move! Move!
Shiva!
They have arrested Imran!
What?
The cops have arrested Imran.
Why?
Maybe, because he was at the protest.
Which protest?
Imran's village falls under the new Special Economic Zone.
The government has been forcing people to sell their land.
They say it will be an expressway,
but they are setting up some chemical factory.
The farmers have been protesting against it.
The cops barged into the light room,
called him a terrorist, thrashed him and dragged him out.
-How can they do that? -They have no right!
-Was Imran a part of the protest? -Yes, he was.
His whole family was at the protest this morning.
-Come, let's have a look. -Yes, let's go!
Breaking news!
Mr. Samar Pratap Singh, in his recent interview,
has hinted at Aditi Mishra being India's next defence minister.
Aditi Mishra is an ex-air force pilot.
And she has been India's first female pilot.
You know, sometimes Samar...
reminds me of Sanjay.
Thank God, you're not Indira!
Thank God, he isn't Sanjay either.
He'll live longer.
I wouldn't mind seeing you in a Banarasi Saree.
What are you saying? Have you lost your mind?
Yeah?
Send them in.
It's Raghu and Kailash.
Is the Malakpur situation under control?
Yeah, we've buried the case. Kailash has been looking into it.
Good.
Hello, sir.
Hello.
Bless you.
So, what have you been up to?
-Aditi Mishra. -What?
She has been hogging the limelight.
It's only a matter of a couple of days. Then, the stage will be all yours.
Alright.
What are you doing?
Touching my feet repeatedly...
won't get you two portfolios.
You may leave.
Hey, come here.
Tell your mother...
that barring the two months before the election...
Devki only speaks the truth!
-Sure. -You may leave.
You guys must be thinking...
I'm a fool.
I'm making a huge mistake.
I'm handing over the defence ministry
to a guy who has won just one municipal election...
and that too, by 12 votes.
If he wasn't Anuradha's son...
the idiot won't even be hired for a 12,000-rupees job.
But, he does have...
two qualities.
One...
that every single one of our ministers should possess.
A quality that our soldiers have.
If you ask them, "Any questions?" They'll reply, "No, sir!"
And the second...
you can use him anyway you want to.
That's because...
he doesn't understand the concept of revenge.
What's wrong?
Shiva, they've locked Imran up.
-Hey! Hello! -We'll look into it.
Where are you going?
This isn't your uncle's holiday retreat.
This is a police station!
Get out!
-I want to meet the Circle Officer. -He isn't here.
-What is this hooliganism? -We won't move!
Who's the officer-in-charge?
Hey! Braveheart!
Keep your voice down.
We'll thrash every single one of you!
Do it!
Tell me the amount.
It's not about the money, madam.
We have orders. We can't let him go.
They're injured.
What can I do?
Listen... my uncle's land is also--
When will the in-charge be here?
He won't be coming today.
Did you have a word with Divya?
Yeah.
Is everything ready?
Yeah.
Are you sure about this?
Are you having second thoughts?
Why are you saying that?
I've never seen you this scared.
Look closely.
You'll never see me like this again.
Sir, the blue one will suit you.
Gray's better.
Let me show you some more shades.
Now that madam has said, gray's better...
Of course.
What did you tell Raghu?
"I only speak the truth."
Are you happy?
I'm not here just because you're making Raghu a minister.
And neither am I here just because...
you're going to be the prime minister again, in a couple of days.
Do you remember?
You had planned on leaving everything behind 30 years ago.
What if I hadn't stopped you at the Old Delhi railway station...
and if you had boarded the train?
How different would your life be?
Anuradha...
everything that I have today...
everything...
You wanted to have a word, Dad?
Yes, Anuradha wants to talk to you.
Samar...
all I wish to say is that Raghu is like a younger brother to you.
The respect that you've granted our relationship,
even after knowing everything...
I'll always be grateful to you.
Please, look after Raghu.
I love you a lot…
even if you don't believe me.
I'll take your leave, Devki.
-I'm getting late. -Come, I'll drop you off.
Don't forget your medicine.
BOMTI NAGAR POLICE STATION, MALAKPUR
So, you're dating him?
Yes, I'm dating all three of them.
Do you have problem?
You didn't have the permission to enter VNU.
Ma'am, dating is very common these days.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
When are you letting Imran out?
You are good kids.
Your parents have scraped every penny to ensure you're here, to study.
There are 70 students outside.
And you know very well, that none of them are kids.
Son...
never fuck with someone...
who can fuck up your life.
Sorry for the language, ma'am.
What I meant was...
never mess with someone, who can mess up your life.
Hey, Chaudhary!
Our language is so beautiful!
You can threaten someone...
by using respectful words.
Sorry for my language, Mr. Thakur!
Read up as many books on law as you can tonight.
Because the court won't be giving you time for revision.
And, lawyers aren't exactly your best friends these days, either.
Look...
young India has such great orators!
Well said, son!
Your words...
conclude our peace talk!
I love what you just said.
I especially loved your tone!
Let's move ahead.
And we'll move ahead in the same tone.
I had warned you.
Why did you talk about Aditi in your interview?
Sorry, Dad.
She asked, I answered.
Really?
I'm your father.
I'm not the Indian public.
Stop messing with me.
Will you have a drink?
No, thanks.
You're going to be the prime minister for the third time.
It calls for a small celebration.
Alright, I'll have some wine.
HEAD OFICE
Gurpal thinks it will be a landslide victory for us.
Of course.
Definitely.
Let's play some music.
Yeah, sure.
Let's play your favorite track.
Sure, play it.
Bash these bastards!
-You fucking bastards! -Get them!
-Run!
What the fuck!
Motherfucker!
Shut up!
This ticket!
Anuradha still had it with her.
I was about to leave everything and go back.
She stopped me.
And today...
Cheers, Dad!
Cheers!
Why didn't you marry Anuradha?
Please, don't tell me you did it for me.
Because, I know there's only one thing that you love.
Your position...
and the power it wields.
Are you out of your mind?
Do you really think, we're winning because of you?
Do you understand the importance of my contribution to this campaign?
Of course, you do...
but your fragile ego won't let you admit it.
Aconite.
Poison.
Just one minute, Dad.
Your heart will stop.
And the postmortem reports will be clean.
What do you want?
-Run! Run! -Get out!
-Get down, motherfucker! -Sir!
Hey! Stop!
Sir!
You will get nothing!
Noth--
I'm sorry, Dad.
I had tried everything I could.
But your ego...
your stubbornness...
and your stupidity...
forced me to do this.
Stop!
Rest in peace, Father. I could.