Welcome, everyone, to my Bichu's birthday party!
I have two cubs.
My first son is here.
Bheera, come.
There's a little rascal as well.
Bichu… Come.
Come here, son.
Who wants a Ferrari?!
Oh, crazy!
No! No! No!
Go back!
On your knees!
Like a good puppy, come.
Come…
Wag your tail!
Open… Open your mouth!
This isn't a beauty pageant. It's a dance performance!
Hurry up!
Okay! We're done!
Nadiya,
your fourth entry is from the stairs, so be careful, okay?
Suhas and Reshma's last cross… Make sure it doesn't clash. Please!
Suhas, you heard him, right?
No, I didn't! Make me hear it, please!
-Get lost! -You get lost!
Pipe down, people!
-Guys! -Yes?
-Come! -Let's go.
Daya Group is a major player!
If this show hits, we can live off them.
Don't mess it up.
Okay!
Especially you!
Alright.
What time is it?
Dance time!
H&K G3,
German-made, 7.62 mm,
totally detachable, 40-round magazine.
I've got 15 pieces.
Name your price.
Pumpwell Rukku, price more!
Wheel, wheel, no deal!
Appa…
Laugh!
Very funny situation! Laugh!
Show teeth.
Laugh! Laugh, you son of a bitch!
Laugh!
When Appa falls,
don't laugh.
Bloody Mary!
Make way for the birthday boy!
Bichu, the banger in the building!
Blasting times ahead, my people!
Let's get it and rock this party, my funk soul brothers!
Check it out now!
GANDHARVA GANAM
Hearing that heavenly music from afar
Is it just a night's dream Or is it really you?
Have the doors To our fantasies opened wide?
Is love pouring down Kindling all our senses?
Come, my beautiful enchantress
To the divine world I've built for you
The evening clouds wait as our chariot
Let's climb aboard and journey far
Like unseen wanderers
Let's vanish among the stars
You, the sweetest essence
Will you share your sweetness?
Will you pour love's wine In this dreamland?
You, the sweetest essence
Will you share your sweetness?
Will you pour love's wine In this dreamland?
Hearing that heavenly music from afar
Is it just a night's dream Or is it really you?
Have the doors To our fantasies opened wide?
Is love pouring down Kindling all our senses?
Come, my beautiful enchantress
To the divine world I've built for you
The evening clouds wait as our chariot
Let's climb aboard and journey far
Like unseen wanderers
Let's vanish among the stars
Nadiya, you weren't that good today.
You were just as average as me!
-Really? -Yes.
Hold up…
I wasn't good?
Hi.
I just loved your moves.
I'd like to gift you something.
This is my breath.
Because you're breathtaking.
I'm usually not this cheesy.
I'm a classy guy.
Right, man?
Yes, very true.
But for you, Bichu is nice and romantic.
Now, give me a kiss,
wish me a happy birthday,
and make my day.
Come on.
Please…
You're drunk.
Please don't misbehave.
Looks like he has no clue who I am.
Do you know who I am?
He knows exactly who you are. That's why he hasn't touched you yet.
Otherwise, he would've beat the crap out of you.
Okay!
In that case, I'm not leaving with just you.
Come on, both of you, walk.
I'll make you both bend down--
You!
Take him to the hospital.
Bheera…
I love you!
-Sir… -I love you!
I love you!
"O prince, with the ocean's depths concealed in your gaze.
I am the river, forever flowing, to your boundless waves."
-Auntie… -Yes?
Listen to this.
"Death knell for handsome heroes."
"With the release of I.V. Sasi's Mrugaya,
something remarkable unfolded, friends.
To perfect his character, the young talent Mammootty
reportedly stayed in the Edakkal Caves for over three and a half months,
practicing the Hollywood style of method acting.
For nearly three months, Mammootty, the handsome guy,
lived among hunters, studying their habits
and transformed himself into the ugly, loathsome hunter's look.
The reception of Mrugaya and its iconic character, Varunni,
was overwhelming, proving an essential truth
that good looks alone,
along with chiseled cheeks and captivating eyes, are not enough.
An actor must channel the soul of their character
and reflect its deepest struggles.
Without the willingness to sculpt and refine oneself,
actors run the risk of being sidelined
as shallow beauties, merely donning floral shirts
and building Taj Mahals of romance with no substance."
Taj Mahal of love, got it?
Shajahan! This is low-key calling out Shamon!
Scum!
Auntie…
Rappadi Films hasn't lost a dime on any movie they've done with Shamon.
Have they? No.
Rappadi is what it is today, all thanks to his good looks.
But…
certain things need to be said, Auntie.
So, what can I do about it, bro?
Vettamrugam has a fantastic theme.
You must do this film.
The theme of Vettamrugam is excellent,
drenched in bloodlust and aggression.
Shamon must take it up.
But before that, those delicate hands must marvel at the use of a gun.
That's what "Rifle Club" is for.
They'll take him hunting there.
We can get his stuff fixed.
You know what I mean?
Method…
Method acting!
But…
Shamon is half-minded about this.
Auntie, if you could…
-Hello? -Hello.
Hi, bro. It's me, Ali.
Hey. Tell me.
Is Shajahan brother there?
-He's busy. -Oh, no! Please…
I need to see him, no matter what.
I'm coming there.
Don't. We're heading to the Rifle Club
in Wayanad for something.
We won't be in town for a couple of days.
It's urgent, bro. Please.
Just hand him the phone. Let me talk to him. Please.
-Don't keep bothering him like this! -Please, bro.
-Isn't he in a reputable position? -Bro, please…
Cinema isn't child's play, as you seem to think.
Bro, please. Just two minutes.
Who was that?
That's Ali.
Nothing serious.
Let's go.
Mom, what can I do if Mrugaya performed well at the theaters?
There's still an audience that likes me and my films.
How many love letters did you reply to every day?
Those girls go crazy over your photos in film magazines.
They're not gonna show up at the theaters.
Trust me, they won't.
-Auntie-- -Rappadi,
Shajahan's market value is still solid.
Even if I lose it, I don't care.
I was a medical representative.
One day, while smoking at a roadside juice shop, director Fazil passed by.
That's how my life changed.
Auntie!
The fortune many people struggle for
was handed to you on the roadside!
Don't throw it away there!
That's all I'm saying.
This club in Wayanad used to be a British palace.
During Tipu Sultan's invasion,
he drove the British out and took it over.
He locked their guns, weapons, and other stuff in the vault.
The palace became an armory for Tipu Sultan for a while.
After Tipu fell,
some migrating Christians took over the palace.
Now, they rule that place.
That's how the place came to be known as "Sultan Bathery"
or
Sultan's Battery.
Oh, no!
-Wow! -Great, my dear.
-Nailed it! Very good! -Great.
It's a game of weapons.
Come.
These are the prominent hunters here.
Kunnoth Kochausep, Kuzhuveli Lonappan, and Kaduvachalil Skaria.
Skaria is Avaran's father.
Two of them are long gone.
The third one hasn't breathed his last yet,
but his spot is already reserved on the wall.
That's their way of doing things.
I've noticed these things long back.
Boss must be inside.
Come on, let's go.
Brother, leave it there!
-Started in the morning itself! -Let me go.
-What are you doing? -I'll fix it for you in the afternoon.
-No, I'll have it now… -I won't let you get wasted here!
-Hey, Advocate Koshy! -Let me…
How are you? What's up?
-Rappadi… -Hello.
Any issues? I shall interfere befittingly.
Nothing major. Just a casual tiff between us brothers.
No. It's not that.
This is a quarrel between a drunkard and a vicar.
Oh, bloody Viceroy!
Koshy bro! Recognize him?
Step closer.
Take a better look.
I know him!
Let me name a song of yours. "Kalamaan Kannil."
No?
"Madhurakinavin"?
I know…
I'll get it…
Let me figure it out. Don't tell me.
"Athishaya Charuthe" from Gandharva Ganam.
Good Lord!
The guy who jumps off cliffs over petty issues!
His willy is too tiny, Paappan!
Picture a ripe mango on a tree.
You take aim, shoot it down,
and then what? Go home yelling, “I hit the target!”
The real reward is eating that mango.
That's the essence of hunting.
This club is basically hunter-minded.
The chain of sus…
-What's it, Perumballi? -Sustenance, the food chain!
Yes.
The modern man's curse is that
he's unable to be a part of that chain.
You get what I'm saying?
-Ruby, go outside. -Come.
Go.
What do you think is the tastiest meat on earth?
Porcupine.
Without a doubt!
Here, tender porcupine.
Only pork is "haram" for you, right?
Porcupine is fine.
Dig in.
Have it.
Sisily.
If I'm the king here, she's the kingfisher.
Is this your preparation, madam?
The cook prepared it,
but she's the one who shot it down.
This is easy.
Hunting flying squirrels is the real challenge.
Oh.
Perumballi, bring it.
See, I told you,
movie stars don't know how to hold a gun!
The way you're holding it now,
I feel like saying, "Watch out, kid. You might fire it!"
Don't cackle, Sisily!
-Sorry. -Shajimon will lose confidence.
-Don't worry. We'll fix it. -How much would this gun cost?
There's a price for this, Rappadi,
but it's not in currency.
Great guns don't have owners,
just successors.
Still, how much would it cost, approximately?
Didn't she just say it, Rappadi?
Great guns don't have owners,
only successors.
This is our armory.
Perumballi has a joke about this.
He calls it the club's undies
because all our bullets and guns are inside!
Double meaning, you know?!
Why don't you show them the vault as well?
That reminds me.
We have an underground vault.
That's where we keep all the good stuff.
The Brits' stuff, Tipu's stuff, our forefathers' stuff. It's all in there.
And then there is this thing the Brits brought
from Birmingham to hunt elephants.
A Big Bore.
We give it an oil bath every month
and keep it in mint condition.
As the secretary and custodian of this club, I, Mr. Avaran,
have the authority to open the vault
and show it to any imbecile, if I feel like it.
Follow him.
He's calling you!
So, Shaji,
this is Kuzhuveli Lonappan,
one of the club's founders.
And this is my only sibling.
She is married to Lonappan's son,
the one you met at the armory, Godjo.
-Oh! -Yeah.
Paappan was a badass hunter and liquor dealer.
But now, stuck in this wheelchair.
What happened to you?
A boar attacked me two years back.
Do you recognize him, Paappan?
Paappan!
I'm an actor who acts in films.
Only my leg is impaired.
My eyes and guns are still sharp.
Kunjumol…
Such strange characters!
-You could put him in movies. -Absolutely!
Come, Shaji.
-Superb! -This is the double trap.
-Lovely. -It's just shooting clay pots.
Our ancestors used to shoot flying pigeons.
Some kids from the sports club
begged me to stop, so I did.
Anyway, you don't get much meat from pigeons.
What's left just shatters.
Aren't you into this, Avaran?
What? Shooting clay pots?
Tonight, when we step into the jungle,
I'll show you what a real "big game" is.
Sports, my foot!
Hold your breath and take the shot in one go!
Who's he to give shooting tips? A martial arts trainer?
Oh!
-Shit! -Godjo!
-Try again. -What happened, Godjo?
-Did the wind mess up your shot? -It's okay, Jokuttan.
Wind can ruin a shot. It's basic physics.
Do you see that guy lying down over there?
That's Punnoose. He's a contractor.
He cooks gravy with gold and serves it to his workers.
And the one swinging nearby…
She's Mrs. Shoshamma Punnoose.
The whole family is our kin. They're hunter-minded.
That guy sitting over there is Advocate Koshy.
And next to him is Father Joshy, his younger brother.
The townsfolk call him "Gun-Father."
I can't!
If he holds the gun in this state, his hands will shake.
I get shaky hands if I don't drink.
Don't you even know that?
Jackass Joshy!
The club has three founders.
The first is my father, the second is Lonappan,
and the third is Kochausep.
Look, Kochausep's eldest daughter is coming over,
and she's an even better shooter than me.
What more of an introduction do you need?
Ittiyanam.
-Wow! Superb! -Wow!
Very good, Itti!
Awesome, Itti!
This is Dr. Lazar.
Surgeon at Priya Hospital, Bathery.
Ittiyanam's ex-husband, too.
-Don't drop the kid. -Itti! Itti! Itti!
I'm in the club, but not in the family.
That's right.
-Aren't your results okay? -Yes, perfectly okay.
It's a bit salty.
-Yeah. Go ahead and have it. -Okay. Got it.
We have a special guest this evening.
Mr. Shajahan, the romantic star.
I, along with President Paappan,
have decided to present him with an honorary membership
as a small gift.
Come on, stand up, Mr. Shajahan!
Itti, which movie has this guy acted in?
Itti, hand me that pork.
But isn't the supper supposed to be "just a bite"?
We need to head out to the forest after this.
Why do you look so hesitant?
Grab the bread, dunk in the stew, and just chew!
Listen,
the first movie we watched after our wedding
was your Jeevitha Sandhya.
Itti, I haven't seen that either.
What's your name?
Treesa Mary Skaria.
Who's that?
Dear…
I mean, that's my official name from uskool.
But everyone calls me Kunjumol.
-That's it! -Exactly!
-Pronounce "school" properly! -That's more like it. Kunjumol.
Listen,
if you kiss in the movie,
won't your wife have an issue with it?
First of all, I'm not married.
And…
for the sake of the movie, and the perfection of the character…
Oh!
Perfection of the character? Sounds like a very "hands-on" process!
Have fun! Go on.
Itti, did you hear him?
Yeah, I did!
When you kiss and all,
don't you enjoy it?
I have the same question!
Godjo!
Who wouldn't enjoy a kiss?
-True that. -Correct.
It's only acting.
Moreover, with all those people on the set…
"With all those people"?
To be honest, I don't enjoy it.
That's not believable.
-I don't believe it. -Those are just lies.
How can one not enjoy a kiss?
-Pretty sure that's impossible! Right? -True!
I'd say you gotta enjoy it!
Yes.
Otherwise, why bother doing it? Right, Itti?
Right, Shoshu?
Is there a deer that doesn't chase a little fun in the woods?
Shoshamma…
This lip-to-lip kissing has only become a trend now.
Back in the day, these guys used to sniff out the actress's whole body!
Like a puppy!
Mr. Shajahan…
-Don't deny it. Just admit it! -Yes!
Admit it, Shajahan sir.
-Come on, just admit it, bro. -Yes!
-Come on! Let it out! -Come on!
-Don't make a big deal out of it. -Shajahan, accept it.
Yeah, sometimes I do enjoy it.
Yeah!
See!
That's it! I knew it.
That's what I said, Koshy. They can't help but enjoy it.
That's true.
Alright, enough now.
That's enough for today.
Calm down.
Silence, please.
Mr. Shajahan, welcome to the club.
Thank you.
Welcome.
Brother, thank you so much.
I have a movie coming up,
Vettamrugam by Rappadi Films.
Vettamrugam!
Also, getting the chance to go on a hunt
is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
Yeah! Going hunting with my brother-in-law would be a blast!
It's a nice moonlit night.
You can stroll around, see various animals, and head back.
-See them, right? -Of course!
-Only see them! -Yeah, spot them.
You can see the animals.
First, go into the forest, shoot down a giant squirrel, and then come talk.
-Why should I? -Yes.
-No way! -You kids who can only blast paper targets
have no clue about the real spirit of hunting, right, Paappan?
-Yes. -That's true.
That's true.
But we all know how you and your wife get drunk, climb the mountain,
and then steal the credit for animals shot by the hunting party.
That braggart ain't fooling anyone!
-What are you even saying, Paappan? -That's true, Paappan!
Ruby…
Jesus, save us.
Listen, if you catch a boar, don't hit its liver.
-Why? -I need its liver…
to make a side dish.
Mom says the liver is really good for pregnant women.
Why did you come here?
Fishing for unnecessary trouble!
Are they still chasing you?
Yes, I think so.
Brother,
they're a prominent family in Mangalore.
Can you do something using your film connections?
-Sure! -Here we go!
Bro,
Madhu sir plays a judge or a cop
in movies, not in real life.
We filmmakers don't hold that kind of power here.
Maybe film folks have some power in Tamil Nadu or Telangana.
If we'd been there, we could've helped you.
Brother, please…
Don't ditch us!
What can I do?
Are you really a hero, brother?
Here we go.
Hello.
Aren't you ready yet, Shaji?
Who are they?
This is my cousin and his girlfriend from Mangalore.
Since it's already very late, can we drop the plan?
Why?
There's good moonlight outside.
We shouldn't waste it.
There is a small problem.
What problem?
They eloped and came here to trouble us.
How long have you been in love?
Three or four days.
How many days?!
Three.
It's been four days, including today.
Such a gross situation, Avaran.
So what?
Sisily and I met at a bar in Madras.
We just asked one question to each other, "Are you a Christian?"
We had our wedding party at this club on the third day.
Of course!
That's all it takes.
Sisily, take care of them.
Dears, we'll go now and come back tomorrow morning.
See you then. Come on, Shaji.
What's that awful smell?
-That's his attar oil. -Oh, no.
You can't enter the forest with this. You'll have to change your clothes.
Won't you join us, Rappadi?
Oh, not today…
-You? -We can't send him alone.
-I'll come with you. -Come. Shaji, come.
-Hey. -Hi.
Hi.
Everyone's all talk,
but none of you actually show up for practice!
-Yes, that's true. -No, Godjo. Don't say that.
I come on time every time.
Hey, Shikari Shambu and friends! Where are you off to?
Correct look!
Look at him.
Gosh…
Superb, man! Hilarious comic!
It went up my nose at just the right moment!
What was that?
If there's any change, it'll be just for Shikari Shambu!
Susan, that was a bit cruel.
Shikari Shambu and his grandma…
What's up, brother?
Everything good?
What's wrong, bro? Did you forget anything?
Nothing… Come on.
And did that boy die?
He got badly hurt and had to be hospitalized.
The rest you can find out in tomorrow's newspaper.
He really pissed her off,
so I gave him a solid kick!
Did you also "solid-kick" him?
He kicked him, I smacked him,
and he tumbled straight from upstairs into the trash can!
Their accent is so cool, right?
I was thinking the same.
-And listen up, -"Kicked him."
all of you.
This stays in this room. Got it?
-Okay. -But, Itti,
we're all inside this room, right?
So, who exactly are we hiding this from?
-Oh, come on! -Oh…
Oh, so everyone's here?
Come on. Let's go outside, Itti.
-Okay. -Let the kids have some rest.
-Come. -Right.
-Come. -Come on.
-Hurry up, my dear sister-in-law! -Let's go.
-Sister-in-law, I am! -Eat your food and sleep well.
If you come with us, they'll eat you alive.
This setup is outdated.
Susan, we'll eat them alive, it seems!
Come, dear.
Keep walking, Shoshamma!
I am!
We will live by your rules, Sisily!
Dears,
did something happen between you two?
As if you don't know anything.
See, look here.
Hey, no, no!
In that case, hurry up. Once this happens,
there won't be any force in the world that can separate you.
You can eat later.
Let me take your leave.
I'll close the door.
With the spark of a single glance
You bloom within me
Like a thousand springs
Igniting radiant flames
With the tune of a single note
You fill my emptiness
With countless
Melodies and songs
My dreamy garden welcomes
Only one soul
Its gates stand open
Desires wove a garland of lightning
You are the fire
That burns deep within my spirit
When your love poured into me
I became yours entirely
When your fingers caressed me
A symphony of joy ignited within me
Desires deep inside my soul echo aloud
You are the dream
That flows endlessly within me
With the spark of a single glance
You bloom within me
Like a thousand springs
Igniting radiant flames
You are the fire
That burns deep within my spirit
Come.
Itti,
why do you do this?
Can't you smoke inside?
Let me reach Shoshamma's age first,
then I'll smoke out in the open.
Who's that?
Hey! Who's the man in charge here?
What's the matter?
You can tell me, kiddo.
Who runs this place?
Are there no men here?
Believe I'm a man!
Here's the proof.
They're inside.
It's just a sports club, Appa.
Run by some oldies.
Okay.
Appa,
they're inside, and I know it.
Just give me the order.
I'll come there. Will you please wait for me?
No, Appa!
Please, dear. Let me reach there.
No!
Dear, listen to me.
No!
Will you shut up, bastard, and listen to me for once?
No!
Okay.
Who gave you your first drink?
Appa.
And who gave you your first drag?
Appa.
Who gave you your first line?
You, Appa.
And who gave you your first girl?
You, Appa.
And who gave you your first foreign girl?
You, Appa.
And who's that Appa?
You.
So, listen to Appa.
Appa will come there,
and Appa will also give you your first kill.
Okay?
Appa, that lady insulted me!
What am I supposed to do?
Okay.
We'll strip that girl naked,
and we'll make her run from Wayanad to Mangalore.
Okay?
Okay, dear?
Isn't that enough?
I love you, Appa.
Love you too, dear.
And…
Don't be stupid.
I'll come there.
I want to watch you kill them all.
Pinky promise?
Pinky promise.
Sir, should we take Bichu home or to the graveyard?
Shove it up your ass!
Appa…
Hello? Yes?
Appa…
Is… Is Bichu dead?
What are you talking about?
Is he dead?
He just had orange juice.
Okay.
Bheera,
what did Appa say?
What did he say?
Kill them all.
Shaji…
Can you see it?
The red color that you see is his body heat.
And the green around it is low heat.
Wild boar.
Sus scrofa is its scientific name.
Its sense of smell and hearing is
far superior to a dog's.
Whatever it be, it's extremely tasty!
Look at those thunder thighs!
Hold this.
Brother,
he's a king-sized one.
Godjo, my dear,
the car that came here is a Toyota HiAce Wagon.
In Kerala, Lahel Vakkachan from Pala is the only person who owns it.
But this isn't his way of operating.
The vehicle is registered in Mangalore.
No doubt. They're here for the couple.
Looks like they're big shots.
Let anyone come, Godjo!
That's all good, Itti!
"Shikari" stirred all this up
and is now off on a jungle safari with the actor.
How's our secretary? Badass?
What's wrong, Godjo?
Are you scared just because my husband isn't around?
Oh!
Keep playing!
Got me feeling one with the madness
Got me feeling one with the truth
These days they've been Calling me the baddest
These days I've been coming for that loot
For that loot!
Killer on the loose Okay, okay!
I'd be coming for the truth! Okay!
You're prey, but you ain't got a clue
Gets bloody when I'm going for that coup
Now that's how the cycle of life goes
I feel like a psycho Who came with his rifle
I feel like a recital of all your eulogies
I'm bringing the fight, bro You ain't nothing new to me
You ain't never seen nobody like me
Bringing all my guns to your high tea
Villain in this game, that I might be
Sending you six feet deep under my feet
I'm a beast, I've been classy
Like heat, I've been packing receipts
I've been stacking these seats They've been passing off easy
They're calling me breezy This KO, it needs me
Like he on his knees 'fore he sees it
Going for the throne for the time's right
About to bring your sins to the limelight
There's a place and a time For the devil in disguise
To be stepping to the light like…
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no escaping
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no escaping
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no escaping
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no escaping
Coming for your head Coming with the army
Walking in with the lead Make it rain around me
Calling me God Because I feel like this a hobby
Scorching earth that you're walking on
I'm rowdy like that Mighty like that
When I'm fighting my ops And I'm writing my pact
Skies are all black This is an all-out attack
When I'm making a statement I'm making it last, boy! I'm making it!
One with the truth, one with the fact
Rowdy when I come for that loot Slaying with that class
I mean, I become what I do King of the land
I don't really got shit to prove
Boy, understand, we're on demand
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
Call them.
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no escaping
Feeling one with the truth That I'd be out chasing
I'm a killer on the loose There ain't no--
Keep your jaw steady right here.
Press the rifle butt firmly into your shoulder pocket.
If you don't, the recoil will crush your shoulder.
Now, look through this.
See that front bead?
The boar's head should line up
perfectly with that.
Your eyes should be sharper than the gun.
Your brain needs to work faster than the bullet.
Even if the ground shakes,
your hand shouldn't.
Fire.
No way in hell!
Don't you dare wag your ass here!
Bheera…
No way in hell!
Don't you dare wag your ass here!
Ittiyanam, you're late.
Always in a hurry to be late.
He's a human being, after all. It's not that easy.
Still, you're late.
A .22 gun!
A .32 is next!
Call Avaran.
That old man must've done it after getting wasted.
These are Paappan's jokes to amuse the kids.
I'm not a fan of these so-called artists.
Bunch of scaredy-cats.
But you, Shaji…
When that wild boar charged today, you didn't even flinch!
You might not be an artist, but damn, you nailed it!
Here, hold this.
The boar's liver is all crushed.
Let's hunt another.
-Yes. -Of course!
-It's such a bright, moonlit night. -A very bright night!
From Kanyakumari to Gujarat,
the Western Ghats stretch wide and proud.
They're home to everything from tigers to slender loris.
We've cooked and eaten pretty much every animal.
Each one has its own unique taste, right, Perumballi?
Yes. Definitely.
Did you notice the color difference in my eyes?
When I was a kid, I was digging up yams in our yard.
Suddenly, this big black monkey
jumped down from a tree and smacked me
right in my left eye.
Ended up snapping a nerve.
-And then? -Then what!
He grabbed the yams and took off!
I lost sight in this eye.
So, what happened? These animals paid the price.
I don't need to close one eye to aim!
Will you make curry with monkey meat?
Who makes monkey curry?
Monkey fry.
What's wrong?
There is a tiger here.
Enough, Ittiyanam.
-Oh, no! Hey! -Calm down…
-No, don't. -It's not done, son.
-Give me two minutes. -No, no!
Son, I'm a doctor, not an enemy.
-Please, son! Please… -Aren't you a darling kid?
Lie down, kiddo.
-Hey! Oh, no! -Hey, kid!
The stitches might come undone.
Hey, just listen to us…
This is… It's just a scratch.
Scratch, my foot! You've got internal bleeding.
You're not feeling the pain because of whatever you snorted!
You're heading toward cardiac arrest.
Hey!
Damn it!
Don't be stupid, man!
What on earth is this kid doing?
Bloody brat!
Oh, my God!
I'm unarmed.
And naked!
I'm Dayanand from Mangalore.
All I need is my son!
Appa…
-Oh, God! -Bheera…
Hey!
Lazar…
-Susan, catch him… -Catch him. Don't let go…
-Bheera… -Shit!
Bheera…
Appa…
Bloody son of a gun! He slit my hand.
Who's he?
Sir, I am that bloody gun.
Appa…
Am I dying?
It's just a scratch, son.
-Yeah? -Just a scratch.
Okay.
Let's go home, son.
Let's go.
Hunting has one rule.
If you kill, you eat.
If not, don't kill.
Ruby!
Jimmy!
Come on.
Come here.
-Come. -No, Punnoose.
I'm not coming, I swear.
It's about to turn into a war zone!
Save yourself while you can.
But Itti and Susan aren't leaving.
Are you their age?
But I shoot better than both of them!
Shoshamma isn't coming, Koshy.
You guys go.
You're going to get them home safely, right?
I will, even if it costs me my life.
Who are they?
I think it's the Rifle Club members!
Go!
Anybody hurt?
-No, we're fine. -No, we're all okay!
Hey, son!
That's Koshy for you!
You've got talent, Godjo. I accept it. Now, start shooting!
I'm trying!
Trying, my foot!
They're moving forward! Shoot!
Ittiyanam, forget the goat. Aim for the man!
Damn it! Then you do it!
Everyone knows shooting is just my hobby.
Stop nagging me.
There's a sniper!
Nadeshan got shot.
Bullets are raining on us.
They've got automatics.
We can't hold them off.
Your laugh will fade away.
This is slipping out of our hands, Dad!
Lonappan brother!
Open the vault!
Let the kids gear up!
We need those guns to fight back, brother.
Our ancestors didn't stash them for show.
Open the vault, brother.
We will…
but the key's with Avaran.
-Kuttappayi… -Yes?
For now, attack them with dynamite!
Cease fire!
Godjo, open the vault.
Grab the Big Bore and attack.
Don't spare anyone who broke into our club.
We won't.
Where are the guns, Dad?
How dare you point the gun at your dad?
Go ahead, shoot him! I dare you!
Itti…
don't instigate him.
He's my son.
He might actually pull the trigger.
I know you and Avaran are in on this.
Where are the damn guns?!
We moved them.
There could be an inspection at any time.
Our forefathers protected them as their greatest treasure.
I'd rather die than let someone take them as artifacts.
That'll happen soon.
Listen, kiddo.
Everything is safe and still in the family.
Wonderful!
Everybody's safe now!
This man and his golden boy will get us all killed.
Just wait and see!
Move!
My boys are here!
Goddamn! Your plan was so terrible!
Brother…
I think we should wait.
Some of our sharpshooters and backups are on their way from Sullia.
Let's wait until they get here.
We are gun traders, not shooters.
These are their shells.
They're 7.62 mm caliber items.
And there are around 20 folks.
-Aren't three already gone? -Yes.
Definitely.
Let's say there are about 12 or 13 left.
That guy in the knickers is hiding somewhere.
A couple of them are actually good.
-The rest are just show-offs. -Yes.
All they do is jump around. Don't worry about them.
He's not gonna stay calm.
-These guys finished off his younger son, -Bro…
and she took down the elder one.
Heard him?
It's not like that, Mr. Shajahan.
Truth be told, the doofus sealed his own fate.
Itti, even if you killed him, what's the big deal?
What can you do when someone intrudes into our home and points a gun at you?
-Yes. -Exactly!
Father Joshy, please come forward and release their guilt.
Though there are lots of verses in the holy books that support violence,
these particular lines come to my mind in this situation.
For the sake of hunger or self-protection,
it is not a sin to take a life.
You may kill.
-What more do you need? -Exactly.
So that's it!
You bloody…
Go stuff your mouth with puttu kadala.
Take everyone with you.
I'll go inside.
You always do this.
You never listen to me.
You haven't seen them.
When I went to the club, they were chilled out, just playing cards.
And still, they shot all of us.
Imagine how brutal they will be if they are prepared.
We're down to 45 bullets now.
Tell me how to defend with this.
Forget about the bullets.
We just need to stick together.
When a dog is charging at you, how can you ignore the damn dog?
Just listen to me!
Just running your mouth!
Avaran…
They are 13.
Three bullets for each.
If we're pro shooters, we should be left with six bullets.
Even if the ground shakes,
your hand shouldn't.
Bro,
they're not wasting any bullets.
We shouldn't either.
I'm sorry.
O Father of chaos
Crush those who threaten our order
Thread us like beads
A seamless link in the chain of sustenance
May our brains work faster than bullets
May our eyes be more focused than the gun
O ferocious sea
A realm of carnage
The deep, dark forest
Where eyes go blind
Grant the wildfire to the body Cradled in your embrace
-On these pitch-black isles -Man, keep an eye on the road.
Guide us to the right paths
Fulfill the toil of my sweat The hunger of my gun
Let your soothing breeze Cradle my aching wounds
You are my shelter
My essence
You're the birth
You're the death
I'm backing off.
Take them down!
Who got it?
Our Jokuttan.
O ferocious sea
-A realm of carnage -Brother-in-law…
The deep, dark forest
O ferocious sea
A realm of carnage
-Go! -The deep, dark forest
Before your eyes, there's a snake An earthworm, and a monster
All are equal
Sharing one fate
One law, one justice
Brother-in-law, got him?
Brother-in-law?
Took one to the hand! It's fine.
Bro,
the bullet hit your leg.
Isn't that the leg that got mauled by a boar, Punnoose?
That fool wasted a bullet!
Damn it!
Shamon,
damn these fights and bullets.
We just need our romance.
Let's give up Vettamrugam.
Rappadi Films' Vettamrugam should be next year's Onam release.
Stunts by Thyagarajan.
Chart the theaters.
Go!
"Everybody wants to eat,
but few are willing to hunt."
That son of a bitch pissed right there.
Who's the authority here?
Who's the man in charge?
Secretary Avaran speaking.
Secretary Avaran,
can you understand Hindi?
Have you ever seen a tiger?
You must have!
I am a tiger with an Uzi.
Hey!
We've seen a lot of tigers.
Back in the day,
a tiger used to deliver the Manorama newspaper to our door every morning.
Her name was Manju.
Oh, and your Uzi?
We have a joke among us.
Those who brag about the size of what they've got
usually can't handle the fire.
-Right, Perumballi? -Definitely.
-Double meaning! -Nice.
Secretary Avaran…
do you have children?
Do you have children?
Why are you speechless?
Loading!
Congrats!
Dayanand…
this is your last chance.
If you want to escape, do it now.
After this point, don't expect any mercy from us.
Say it in Hindi.
Flap away, birdie…
Flap away…
Flap away, birdie!
Scoff!
Hey, club members,
brace yourselves. My "Ravan" is coming for you!
He'll track each of you down and take you out.
He'll stuff you up in cheap cotton and haul you off,
just like you do with animals, you air-gun-wielding bastards!
Hey!
-What's he saying? -He's cussing.
You might be the worst wife in this world,
but you're the best shooter in the club!
Ittiyanam, blow out his Adam's apple!
Beautiful, my lady! Keep going!
Keep going!
Tell me the truth, brother.
Haven't you always dreamed of such a day?
Ricochet shot.
It's simple physics.
A sexy one!
It was my bullet.
Bullshit! It was mine. Shoot the other one!
That's what I'd say too!
Kunjumol, is this how sisters-in-law fight?
Secretary Avaran!
What is it, jerk?
Have you ever seen Wild West movies?
Yes.
Very good.
Are you familiar with a "Mexican standoff"?
One-on-one…
face to face…
weapon of choice, revolver.
One flinch and you're shot.
Am I right?
Very good.
Let's have a Mexican standoff.
Please don't step on my brother.
Secretary Avaran?
Present, sir.
Finally…
Nice to meet you, sir.
What, Avaran? You said we'll go the Wild West way!
What?
This isn't your Wild West, jerk!
It's the Western Ghats.
O Father of chaos
Crush those who threaten our order
Thread us like beads
A seamless link in the chain of sustenance
Put the remaining bullets on the table.
There should be one more.
Make way, please.