The wheat has ripened, It’s time to celebrate Vaisakhi
The pride of Punjab, We keep safely wrapped in our turban
Safely wrapped in our turban
The pride of Punjab, We keep safely wrapped in our turban
Safely wrapped in our turban
Five rivers flow through our veins
The pride of Punjab, We keep safely wrapped in our turban
Safely wrapped in our turban
The pride of Punjab, We keep safely wrapped in our turban
Safely wrapped in our turban
The fortification and occupation of the temple by Sikh extremists
was the culmination of a two-year campaign for a separate Sikh state in the Punjab.
Mrs. Gandhi lost patience.
Her troops moved into the Punjab,
they surrounded the temple, and they stormed it.
Broad-chested lads, built like warriors
Whether it’s the harvest or our necks We are ready for the scythe
We swear on our mothers To get ground like grain
That even if generations fade away, We will be on the front line of battle
It’s the clan of Romeos, Every girl, a Juliet
Two of her security guards turned assassins.
At 2:23 p.m., Mrs. Gandhi was pronounced dead.
Heavily armed troops moved into eight provincial Indian cities and the capital.
A hundred and fifty people were killed,
a thousand others injured in this backlash of anger
against Mrs. Gandhi's assassination.
Yes, sir.
Right, sir.
They're sending the whole horde here.
They say, "They need to be taught a lesson."
Hey, I'll cuff your ears! Get a move on!
- Throw them into C-class! - I said move!
Pick out 10 to 15 people and give them a proper check!
Move! Get inside!
Keep moving!
Sir, what are we doing?
These are just ordinary, innocent people.
They won't be able to bear this.
You don't have to kill them.
Just hurt them enough to crush their spirit.
- Gill. - Sir.
Admin.
Dosanjh.
Accounts.
Sir, accounting?
Bhatti, Parminder.
DG office.
Sir, what will I do there?
Go, you'll see for yourself.
Okay, sir.
Mangat.
He was asking what he'd be doing at the DG office.
Go and help the DG.
Guide them.
Whose idea was this, sir?
What?
The idea to remove me from jail duty.
Interdepartmental transfers are normal.
- This is normal? - Mangat!
All the Sardars?
We are being removed
because innocent civilians are being brought in without a reason.
- Mangat, come on. - And they all belong to the same religion!
- Mangat-- - Hey!
You must really enjoy thrashing Sardars!
Yes, your transfer isn't normal. It's a punishment.
You need responsible jailers to run this place,
not drunks like you
who'll be wasted all day.
Enough of your shouting.
Go take care of your post.
Go.
Liar.
This decision is not right, sir.
- It's absolutely right. - No, it isn't.
You too are getting swayed like them.
It was recommended that Indira Gandhi's security be changed.
They didn't, and look what happened.
What happened?
You need to be tactful…
which is exactly what I did.
I ended the rivalry between the Tyagi and Haddi gangs.
I turned them into allies.
And now, both groups stand with us against the Sardars.
There's peace in jail.
Things are unfolding as we want, and that's how it will stay.
Don't get too emotional.
Get back to work.
We have no allies now.
Neither the Haddis…
nor the Sardars.
Not even the staff.
Be ready, all of you.
DOUBLE LIFE SENTENCE
Where are the other weapons, asshole?
Let me go!
Tell me!
- I didn't kill him, sahab! - Tell me, where are the other weapons?
- Sir, I don't know! - Talk, motherfucker!
Motherfucker!
Asshole!
"How could I possibly kill anyone, sir?" Huh?
No! Please, sahab!
Well, sir, is this your idea of peace?
There is no peace.
According to you,
nothing was happening before,
and nothing is happening now.
No, no, no!
Now, I'll do things my way, Tomar sahab.
I'll find every hidden weapon.
Vipin Dahiya on duty, sir!
Sir, I'm not lying!
Sahab!
Sunil sahab!
Sunil sahab, please save me!
- Sunil sahab will save you? - Sahab!
No! Sahab, please tell him!
Things in jail are a mess, man.
And things on the outside?
The way we've been picked out and slaughtered?
Can I tell you something, Gupta?
My father used to say,
before the partition,
we owned vast farms.
We had to abandon everything overnight and cross over to this side.
One thing has been clear to me since childhood.
The common man, whether Hindu or Muslim,
is not the enemy.
They went through the same thing.
Our enemies are the assholes who play these political games.
They radicalized children across villages.
What for? Another partition?
They got to Jassi too, didn't they?
How do you know?
I spoke to your mother.
Where did you get the number?
Why haven't you talked to her in so long?
Where did you get the number?
Get out, motherfucker!
Do you know how worried your mother is?
One son is being chased by the police, the other is sinking into alcohol!
How dare you call my mother?
What else was I supposed to do?
You don't share anything.
What happened? Why are you stressed? Tell us something!
- If you want to return to jail duty-- - I don't want your damn jail duty, okay?
It's a wretched job!
"Beat this one, beat that one. Take this one's food."
"Deprive that one of sleep. Take their blankets!"
There's no respect or integrity!
The prisoners serve their sentence and leave.
Fucking hell! We're serving a double life sentence
which I have to spend with the likes of Tomar, Dahiya, and you!
Get the fuck out.
I mean it.
Dig here, fast! Dig that up, damn it!
Hey, Sharma! Check that side.
Dig, motherfucker!
Listen.
Go into the kitchen, check every sack of grain. Go!
Go!
I want all the weapons found!
Or I'll cut off your tools, every last one of you!
All of you are in on it! Every fucking one of you!
Hey!
I'll dig up this whole fucking jail!
Where will the shovels and pickaxes go?
What happened, Meena?
They're fighting among themselves, sahab!
Those fuckers!
I should have stopped you from becoming a jailer.
But I forced my responsibility onto you.
Don't think about all this.
We'll go to pandit ji, and we'll do as he says.
Okay?
Give me a bite.
Aunty ji…
these parathas are great!
- Did you like them? - Delicious!
I'll get more next time, beta ji.
No, the three of us will come over.
- Yeah? - Beta…
when are you due?
In a month.
Almost here.
- Give me some water. - First finish eating.
Oh, dear!
Sit down.
Were they your men?
I don't know, sahab.
Maybe.
Where are the weapons?
Never mind.
I will let it go.
I'll also inform my staff that Tyagi gang members have free rein.
Do whatever you want with the Haddis and the Sardars.
But my staff should be safe.
You're more to blame than the Haddis and the Sardars.
A long time ago, one of my boys killed a snake.
You made a fiasco out of that one thing.
Now he's dead.
The drug issue?
We could've handled that on our own.
But you…
hung my men upside down.
I worry about my men just as much as you worry about your staff.
I, too, have to show them…
who truly rules Tihar.
Did your boys attack Sunil and Dahiya?
I don't know that.
Where are the weapons, Sunny?
Look, Sunny.
Let's settle this between us.
Right now, there needs to be peace in the jail.
I don't want peace.
First, I'll kill Sarju.
Then, I'll take out a few more of the Haddis.
This friendship of ours is over.
I don't care if your staff or you get hurt in the process.
Now there will be blood, Tomar sahab.
First, this small one. This one in the morning, and this with dinner?
- Before dinner. - Okay.
Sir, please sign here.
Sure.
Until all the weapons are found…
keep the lockdown in place day and night.
Make sure the three gangs don't cross paths with each other.
- Keep them far from each other. - Yes, sir.
And all the small-time gangs here?
Right now, they'll try to get into business with the Tyagis and Haddis.
You keep an eye on one, and the other could strike from behind.
Make all the food in one kitchen
and serve everyone in their barracks.
No one will be allowed out of their barracks,
whether to meet their lawyers, doctors, or wives.
They will eat, sleep, shit, and piss inside the barrack.
Shut down the factory.
Some days off won't kill them.
Make sure all the generators are running.
The watchtower lights should stay on throughout the night.
Remain alert around the clock.
- Got it? - Yes, sir!
Good.
Tomar sir!
Tomar sir, this isn't right. Let's think things through before acting.
You act without thinking, not me.
Sir?
What will you do?
That's what I'm trying to discuss.
Don't discuss. Just go sit in the office.
No, sir.
The Tyagis attacked us, and you've locked down the entire jail.
How many days will we keep them like this?
Sir, on my first day, you said that if any gang starts something,
- we must respond. - Yes. I said that.
There's a difference between then and now.
Yes, the difference is that now Sunny Tyagi has shut you out.
This jail can never be trusted. I've understood that much, sir.
At first, I thought no matter how bad this place gets,
you'd be there to handle it.
But you never thought about us.
The canteen scam…
the stolen blankets…
Saini sahab!
- You've only cared about yourself, sir. - Oh, buzz off.
You took Mangat off duty.
Dahiya is still in the hospital. We still haven't found the weapons.
None of this would have happened if we had made decisions together, sir!
You?
You… you'll sit and make decisions with us?
Yeah?
You don't even know when you'll veer off on your own path.
Dahiya got beaten because he didn't listen to me.
If you guys would just listen to me,
none of you would even get a scratch.
He's one to talk.
- Hello? - Hello?
- Yes, who's this? - I…
May I speak to Priya?
- This is Sunil. - Just a minute.
Priya ji isn't home right now.
I see. When can I speak to her?
Please call again later.
Okay.
Sir!
Fucking hell!
Why are you doing this?
Why now?
Mr. Charles.
But these are difficult times,
and we cannot let the inmates out due to security and safety concerns.
You had wanted to meet someone.
Yes?
Make another offer!
Mr. Charles…
I remember all the help you have given to me…
all this while.
Tell me, how can I help you?
If it is in my capacity, I will do it.
How are you, Rana?
The way you're always up against Tyagi, I don't see that as a problem.
Everyone has their desires,
and one must do what's needed to achieve them.
Like how you've always been kissing Tyagi's ass?
- Isn't that wrong either-- - Hey, Rana!
I'll tell everyone you have free rein.
Do what you want with the Tyagis and the Sardars.
But my staff should remain safe.
You start, and that way I'll see what your true intentions are.
What must I do?
First, shut down all of the Tyagis' businesses.
Then I'll tell you what needs to be done.
Beta, your dad sure knows how to switch sides.
- Tell him to stop it. - Hey, who's there?
- Okay? - What are you doing?
- Let's go! - Stop!
Catch them!
- Where are you running? - I'll shoot you!
Stop! I said stop!
Beta, are you okay?
Are you okay?
What did I tell you?
Do us a favor.
Stay away from us!
- Come, beta, let's go. - But…
I don't want to fight alone.
Saini sahab tried to fight all alone.
I saw what happened to him.
One person alone can't change anything here, Dahiya.
Minimal staff. No training, no weapons.
Tomar did whatever he wanted all this time.
And now…
2,000 inmates are living in lockdown, day and night.
Everyone's scared.
We're being attacked, and our families too.
Whatever needs to be done, we'll have to do it together, bhai.
Let's leave the past behind.
If we don't work together now, we're the biggest dumb fucks.
- We'll do it my way, okay-- - No!
The three of us will work together.
And don't lecture us about compassion or humanity--
I will.
I will, if you do something wrong.
If I believe something's wrong, I'll speak up.
I'm putting up with you, so you put up with me.
Tough guy, eh?
Say "sister-fucker."
Sister-fucker.
Wow!
Oh, man!
Hey, I'm joking, man! Come here, give me a hug.
Listen, pull it off quietly.
Tiptoe through it.
Take whoever is needed with you.
We must eliminate the Tyagis, sir.
And for that, we'll need Mangat, sir.
Right from day one, sir,
he said that our reputation is the most fragile thing in prison.
His family was attacked, sir.
We can't back down.
How will you bring down the Tyagis?
By securing the Haddis' trust…
And pacifying the Sardars.
Will Gurtej Singh listen to you?
This is exactly why Mangat needs to come back, sir.
You guys work this out, I'm no longer on jail duty.
You'll be back, it's not a big deal.
You just…
- need to lay off the booze-- - I should listen to you now?
Did I not make an effort to settle your tiff?
When I was a kid,
I thought it was fun to pour kerosene on ants and set them on fire.
When my dad would hit me, I'd run up to the roof and cry.
I…
My mom tried to talk me out of it.
"Don't do that, beta. It's wrong."
But I was such a little jerk, I'd always sneak around and hunt down those ants.
What is he on about?
You're directing your frustration and anger at yourself.
Don't do that.
Find your ants…
and burn them.
If you want, the three of us can hunt them together.
Didn't you say…
we're here on a double life sentence?
Let's spend it together, with integrity and honesty.
Look, Gurtej…
we don't see eye to eye, and we probably never will.
Your ideology resonates in my house too.
This time, it's not ideologies at stake…
it's our survival. We need to look out for ourselves.
This is how we'll make things right in the jail.
Don't get in the way of the Haddis.
Do not get in the way of the Haddis.
Do whatever you want to the Tyagis.
All right, Mangat is back. What's next?
Sunny Tyagi and a few of his men need to be moved to jails in other cities.
Hold up! What am I, a genie?
You rub a lamp and I just follow orders?
And the ones left behind?
What will you do about them?
We'll buy them off, sir.
It's what you taught us to do.
As soon as they get a taste of the cash,
they'll spill everything.
Look, man. It's pointless to get caught in the crossfire.
Cut ties with the Tyagis. Join the Haddis.
Rana will cover all your expenses and ensure your safety.
Do you think the Tyagis will actually go down?
Fine, stick with your gang.
Just ally with us.
Tell us where the weapons are.
How much money will I get?
Where will this money come from?
B-class.
We'll extract it from them, sir.
We'll give their servants back.
And in exchange, they'll pay us…
What is it called?
- Maintenance. - Maintenance.
You're the clever ones, the B-class crew.
If you just…
What do you call it, Doctor sahab?
If you cooperate and collaborate,
your laundry, utensils, and cleaning…
will go back to the way it was.
Just like before!
You'll get money.
Plenty of it.
Enough to make you sick of it.
Now, just tell me where the weapons are.
Otherwise, you'll go down too.
Sunny bhai, get up.
Someone from your village is here to meet you.
In my garden, you asshole?
- Sir! - My fucking garden!
- Sir!
Hey!
Let go of me! Where are you taking me?
When your name is called, come with us immediately.
Girish Jinjar.
Satyant Parihar.
Manohar Talla.
- Sir, sir! - In my garden?
- My fucking garden? - Sir!
- In my garden? You motherfucker! - Sir!
- How dare you! - Sir, don't!
- I'll bury you right here! - Sir, let go!
- Hashim Chakwal. - Come on!
Lovely Tyagi.
Daljeet Bains.
And Balbir Ujjwal.
- Where are you taking us? - Where are you taking us?
Quit fucking around! Keep quiet!
- Get lost! - Where are you taking me?
Get him inside! Get him inside!
In my garden?
- Enough, sir! - Let go of me!
- Okay! Okay! - Calm down, sir.
Let go.
- This motherfucker! - Hey!
- Tomar sir! - Motherfucker!
Sunny Tyagi, that fucking cunt!
- Welcome, welcome, welcome! - Come on!
To light up the jails of Haryana and Punjab, here comes the Tyagi gang!
Tyagi gang-- In you go, dickhead!
- Let's go. Let's go. - Easy!
Tyagi gang! Oh, the guest of honor!
Hold up, man!
Where are you going? Wait.
- Hey, let it go. - I only need five minutes.
Wait, my dear guest.
Free him, Yadav.
Come on.
- Get in. - Let's go.
What's up, man? Come here.
Sit down, all of you!
You'll hit me, huh, fucker?
Let me show you who's the man.
Once Tyagi is out,
we'll reorganize the inmates alphabetically
and assign them to different wards.
A first, then B, then C, and so on.
Then, it won't just be the Haddis, all the gangs will crumble.
What are you guys up to?
Friends, family, and co-accused stay in solidarity, backing each other.
If you break them apart, they'll become hostile.
It will be difficult to set foot in the jail.
Is it any easier now?
Forget the life you had before.
Forget your past allies and rivals.
Now, everything hinges on your names.
"A" stands for… Ajit.
"B" stands for… Bakul.
Sir, I'm Bakul, and so is he.
In that case, it will be based on your father's name.
Ajay's son Bakul, and Bijay's son Bakul.
Is that understood, C for cunts?
Hear, hear, hear!
Everyone from A to D!
Everyone from A to D will stay here.
- Is that understood? - Dahiya sahab.
- Yes, A for Anil? What is it? - What are you doing?
Look, you are A for Anil.
Your brother is M for Madan.
There's a couple of letters in the middle-- Hey!
Come on, get in!
- Walk fast! - Come on, hurry!
- A and B in the first barrack. - Get in!
C and D in that one!
Take your places, calmly and quietly.
Take your blankets.
The quieter things are, the quicker it will be.
If anyone tries to pull a fast one, don't forget, Dahiya sahab is outside.
Let's go, quick!
Maintain order! Take your places!
The quieter things are, the quicker it will be…
Come on, man!
Hey!
I told you to be neat and orderly!
I told those bastards to stay calm! Ten times!
- Not once, not twice! - Okay.
I told them ten times!
- They just don't get it! - Okay! Enough!
- Relax, you rascal! - Fucking insane!
What a fucking guy!
- I told them, man! - You fucking did, man!
Those fuckers!
Hello?
Priya!
Priya, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.
Hello?
Yes?
I've been trying to apologize for days now.
Your mother is right about your job, Sunil.
When you're surrounded by filth,
your frustration will spill over onto those closest to you.
I need some time.
But if you can't give it, that's fine too.
There were riots a couple of days ago.
My daughter's college is shut,
and my elder son is also at home.
We are all at home.
We have been worried sick,
while he's been in jail day and night.
I even suggested he find another job.
But he just doesn't get it.
We think we can stop someone, correct them,
and guide them down the right path.
But we forget that none of that is actually in our control.
The alignment of Saturn with the eclipsing force in the same house
clearly indicates a time of imprisonment.
One can't do anything about it.
I've heard people say that consuming jail food could break the curse.
How much jail food will you feed him?
The stars have foretold a double life sentence for him.
Just give him homemade food and let him carry on with what he's doing.
In the coming months, the jail will be divided into three parts.
Each of the three parts will have its own superintendent.
Separate kitchens, separate visiting rooms.
The management of the jail will be better.
Things will improve drastically.
Well, isn't she great?
She's extremely cute, man.
- See her eyes? She has my eyes. - She takes after you.
So, Uncle Mangat, what should we name your niece?
How are you, Ma?
Hey, Duggal!
Someone's here to see you. Hurry up!
Hold this.
Do you know that after signing a black warrant,
the judge breaks the nib of their pen?
Yes, sir.
Why?
Sir, my bauji says
that some people are born into such darkness
that it's impossible for them to break free.
This misfortune charts the course of their lives.
When they commit a crime, they bring that misfortune onto others.
The darkness spreads.
This chain needs to be broken at some point, sir.
So, perhaps by breaking the nib of a pen,
we can attempt to break that chain.