Get lost, asshole!
Wait, sir, I’m Anas Ahmed. I’m a reporter. Listen to me.
That’s for us to verify, come with us!
I’m a reporter, look at my ID. Samay Ujala. Read the name.
Why were you running?
No, sir. I wasn’t running, just passing by.
Sir, please keep this away.
Sir, if you let me go, I’ll print this news in tomorrow’s newspaper,
along with your photo...
I’ll mention how you risked your life to catch these goons.
In fact, I’ll take a picture right now.
Just like that.
Just like that, good.
It’s a good picture. I’ll print this tomorrow.
Go, go, get lost. Go.
Brajesh brother knows me, sir.
Let’s go.
He’ll give you lots of money...
Shut up!
UP STF.
Rajeev Ranjan Singh.
-Hello, sir. -Hello.
Where are you taking them?
-Do you have a warrant? -I’ll send the warrant later.
How can you arrest them without a warrant?
They’re accused of phishing and money laundering!
Those are just accusations. We’ll handle them.
-What the hell is happening? -Biswa sir is here.
-Everything will be all right now. -I don’t think so.
All police officers are assholes.
These fucking bastards are all the same.
What did you say?
-No, sir! Nothing, sir! -What did you say?
We've received orders from higher authorities.
Sir, it doesn’t matter.
The law is the law. You know that.
Get out and leave!
Go straight home.
-Sir. -Get lost!
Next time, work with the local police.
We’ll be happy to cooperate.
Sunny.
What are you doing? Open the door! Sunny!
-Sunny. -Yeah...
-Open up. What’s going on? -I’m coming.
What happened? Were you cremating your mother?
Are you nuts?
When did you start smoking?
Rocky almost shot me last night.
Really? Why didn’t you die then?
I’m not kidding!
-The police came-- -Stop shouting at me.
He’s your brother.
He’s your problem.
Your work will be the death of you one day.
Get up!
Did you talk to your mother?
I don’t want to work with these guys anymore.
-Do you have the money? -I’ll get the money.
Okay then. Come home and talk to my mother.
But I need the money first.
Yeah, okay.
There have been 15 separatist attacks in the last two years on the police.
Five people have died.
Stop it, Mom!
There is not a single lady at the police station.
Why do you need to work alongside all those men?
It doesn’t look good!
Mom, I’m the Superintendent of Police.
Everyone salutes me. They call me "Madam."
They salute you to your face. And talk bad behind your back.
-No good boy will be willing to marry you. -Yeah, then so be it.
Are you crazy?
What do you mean?
-You won’t marry anyone? -I’ll end up dying like this!
SAMAY UJAALA ALWAYS AHEAD OF TIME.
So, Mr. Reporter...
Didn’t you get proper sleep last night?
No.
What were you doing?
Why do you need to know? It’s better if you talk about work.
I’m talking about work!
Isn’t this your copy?
Making silly mistakes.
And talking like a big guy. Read this...
Here: "unscientific" instead of "unconstitutional."
And this... "Inspector Braj Chutarvedi."
He's calling him an ass!
It's Chaturvedi.
He’ll beat your ass if he reads it.
Got it? See for yourself.
That’s why I was asking if you got proper sleep last night, Mr. Reporter.
I know where you were last night.
You were with those guys, weren’t you? They caught you as well, right?
If you already know everything, why are you asking me then?
Have you ever heard about Daniel Pearl?
No...
Stop calling yourself a reporter then.
He was an American journalist.
The Taliban slit his throat and murdered him.
-That video went viral, didn’t you see it? -Why tell me about it?
Who the fuck do you think you are?
Who are you throwing your attitude at?
Make use of those criminals you hang out with. Get some information
or a news story.
We need that.
Or else you’d get killed for no reason. No one would even ask about you.
Bloody wannabe reporter!
-Good morning, madam. -Hello.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
-Tea, madam? -No, thank you.
Biswa sir, where are you from?
My family is from Sambalpur, Odisha.
I completed school and college in Ranchi.
What about your family?
Who all are there?
Wife...
two kids.
They all live with you here?
No, they stay in Ranchi.
This place isn’t safe.
There are no good schools either. Ranchi is better than this place.
They must miss you a lot, right?
Yeah, they do.
Then go visit them for two weeks.
No, madam...
how...?
Here’s your suspension letter. Take it.
Take it.
What the fuck is this?
What did I even do?
Madam, what’s this?
I didn’t even do anything, madam.
Last night you stopped the UP STF team on the highway.
They didn’t have a warrant. They could’ve done anything.
You didn’t find it important enough to inform me?
There was no time, madam.
If I hadn't stopped them,
they would have filed a fake case and killed those kids in an encounter.
You know how the STF is.
-They’re just some local kids-- -What are you talking about, Biswa?
These boys are criminals.
If you love them so much, then you don’t belong here!
Madam, they...
I was sent to Jamtara to stop the rampant phishing they’re doing.
And I will do whatever it takes to stop them.
Yes, madam.
This is your first and final warning.
Thank you.
Biswa...
Visit them for a week anyway.
Hello, this is Swati Mishra calling from the SDI head branch.
3-0-8-1-2-5-2-3
1-3-7-6.
3-7-0-5.
And my CVV is 6-2-6.
Has my card been upgraded?
Any other details you need?
Thank you.
Yes, I'm ready.
Welcome back.
What the fuck have you put on my face? It burns a lot.
-What? -It’s burning.
"Chocolate cream with aloe vera and..."
It’s jojoba.
Yeah, that.
Come on, get up.
We have to make some calls.
There are three new lists of phone numbers.
Sunny called in the morning.
Take a break.
Jamtara is fucked at the moment.
Have you seen anyone since morning?
Why should we care about them?
They’re all going to die anyway.
Rocky will kill Sunny someday...
After that, the remaining guys
will kill each other. After that, we’ll rule this place.
Here comes the asshole.
Fucker’s here.
Fuck off...
Uncle, give me tea.
Where’s Sunny?
His phone is switched off.
Sunny is off buying a gun.
You know everything, motherfucker?
Yes, I know it all.
Who called these two rascals?
We’re the gods of Jamtara. We appear wherever we wish.
Fuck off, stoner!
Just be quiet and sit and...
Why are you being an asshole nowadays?
We’d all be in jail if you had accidentally shot Sunny.
-I knew what I was doing. -You know shit.
That minister's support doesn't mean you're a big shot.
-Don’t teach me right or wrong. -Big shot...
if you think you can do this without Sunny,
then you’re a fucking idiot. Get it?
We almost got caught last night because of you.
Listen here...
You fuckers don’t have to tell me what I should do and how to do it.
And what's this shit about Sunny? That motherfucker doesn’t measure up to me!
Let him fuck himself if he doesn’t want to work.
And all that police shit was because of you morons.
Yeah, right, we’re the morons!
-Get the fuck out, motherfucker! -Eat a dick!
At least finish the tea...
Eat shit, motherfucker.
Let’s go.
You go out.
Gudiya and I are getting married. I’ve talked to Gudiya about it.
How old are you?
Seventeen.
Gudiya will turn 20 this year.
She’s older?
By age, and caste.
We belong to a higher caste.
If Gudiya’s father wasn’t poisoned,
we wouldn’t be living like this.
Didn’t uncle die from spurious alcohol?
Why are you talking about death at this time?
Talk about marriage.
Are you here to talk or to declare?
I shouldn’t blame you.
It’s our Gudiya’s fault.
She doesn't care about age or caste.
You can take this caste thing and shove it up your--
Whoever has money is of higher caste now.
Take this money. Start wedding preparations.
From now on, talk to me with respect.
We’ll take your leave, thank you.
Money!
"There" indicates location.
-And "their" indicates? -Possession.
Yes, so the thing is, they sound the same,
but they have different meanings and spellings. Got it?
Write it down and memorize it.
Your course will be over in two weeks.
What are you going to do after that?
We were thinking of going to Delhi, try our luck in a few BPOs.
The civil services exam is also there.
Yeah, it is going on...
I was thinking I could conduct your BPO training.
Yes, madam, that would be great.
Okay, there’s a bank employee course.
All you have to do is fill out a form online.
But for that you’ll need...
I’ll tell you later. You all can go now.
Hello. Yeah, hello.
Did you talk to mother?
Okay.
And the money?
Okay.
Can I ask you something?
Speak, Mr. Big Shot.
Can you take this gun back? I’m better off using punches and kicks.
Are you seriously returning the gun? What happened? Shit your pants?
No, brother. That’s not it. Last night, a fight broke out between us.
I pointed the gun at someone in anger.
-You didn’t fire, right? -No
Then what’s the problem?
That’s the point of having a gun. You should know when and how to use it.
Yes, but if not for the police raid, I would’ve ended up killing someone.
-I didn’t even think and... -I know.
I received a phone call.
I could have stopped the raid had I wanted to.
But you guys were getting too cocky for your own good.
So I decided to have some fun.
-But... -I’m still talking.
I was the one who saved you from going to jail.
And who’s the one who can punish you as well as grant your wish?
What is he called?
He’s called God, you asshole.
And you know what God does with people who go against him?
Brother, I understand what you’re saying.
But everyone in the group is working alone.
And Sunny, that mother--
Didn’t you point the gun at him last night?
According to the Mahabharata,
Arjun had to kill his brother to become the king, right?
Tell me if you can’t do it. I’ll find someone else for the crown...
No, brother.
Then be like Arjun.
In politics, togetherness is valued.
Those who aren't with you, well...
You have the gun.
Pull the trigger the next time you point it.
Understand?
Yes, brother.
The way you have stolen my heart...
Sunny is here.
Hey! Come have a drink.
-Hey Sunny, come here. -Call him.
Come here, man.
Why... Listen to me.
Wait...
-Where are you going? -Give me the keys.
No, I won’t.
-Give them back. -I said I won’t.
-Shove them up your ass then. -Why are you being such a bitch?
Point your gun at me now! Do it!
Do it!
You hit me, are you at peace now?
You’re younger than me. We’ve been together since the start.
Fuck off! We’ve never been together.
I’ll do what I want. You do what you want. Okay.
-What will you do? -I’ll do whatever I feel like!
Go be someone’s pet or a politician, I don’t care.
Why are you being such a jerk?
Why are you bossing me around?
The thing you have in your back pocket, don’t think I’m scared of it.
Even I know how to use it.
Really? Here, use it. Shoot me!
Use it. Shoot me! Shoot me!
Excellent, now shoot me! Come on...
Come on, pull the trigger!
I’m not shooting you, but it doesn’t mean I can’t.
When did I say you can’t, brother? You can.
Brajesh was the one who saved everyone from the police last night.
-He’s called for us all. -I won’t come.
And I’m done working with you.
Gudiya and I will be married tomorrow. After that, I'm done with you all.
Have you lost your mind?
My mind is where it should be.
You don’t need to interfere. Everything is sorted.
How come you decided everything without asking me?
Because your opinion didn’t matter.
Your brother’s opinion didn’t matter?
Brothers don’t point guns at each other.
My brother died last night.