Immediately, arrange a hundred carts of gold
for the minister.
Sure.
A-A.. A hundred carts?
Yes.
Master..
My master, control yourself.
We do not need.. - We need it.
We need it.
Master!
We want it.
The one who has
a lovely and loyal friend like you
doesn't need anything else.
But you are one of those loyal and stubborn friends
who is adamant about giving me the gold.
Now you know my true intentions.
This is nothing for me.
For a friend in need
I am a friend indeed.
Wow, Sire Ali!
By the way, the minister might be needing
so much of gold for a special purpose, right?
Yes.
There is a reason.
W-What do I even say?
Please say it. Go ahead.
What is the reason?
Please sit.
How do I even tell you?
My king left for the heavenly abode
but has left behind a heap of debt on Baghdad
which you cannot imagine.
Being the minister of Baghdad
it is my duty to repay the debt.
After that..
I will marry Princess Yasmine
and then, lead a life of content.
Your ideas are so virtuous.
Let me get you a hundred carts of gold immediately.
In my presence, I will not allow my friend
to bear the burden of such a big responsibility.
Bear the burden?
That is good, Sire Ali.
By the way, Sire..
The huge amount of gold which you are giving..
Will it be a gift or a loan?
I am his friend
and not a thief.
I will not take so much of gold for free.
It is a loan, and I will definitely repay it.
But, Sire, he needs to mortgage something
for that kind of a loan.
Jhumroo.
Did you not hear that he is my friend?
And I should not take anything as a mortgage from him.
In fact, I should even give my heart to him.
Well said!
As you wish, Sire.
By the way, a person who is neck-deep in debt
you cannot expect him to mortgage anything.
You being a servant
do not forget your rightful place.
I may be in debt
but even now, I am the minister of Baghdad.
I will take a loan while following the right procedure.
Go ahead and tell me.. What do you want?
Minister..
Do not take the words of a servant seriously.
As I said, I do not need anything from you.
Speaking in haste is an art, which my brother possesses.
He just showed it.
Tell me, what do you want as a mortgage.
The one whose everything got snatched away
we do not expect him to give anything.
I mean..
What do you have to spare
which you can give to my sire?
I have my brother with me!
And my brother has so much, that your ancestors
and descendants must not have not seen.
What does he have?
You mean, so much loan!
Wealth! - Wealth?
Then, why is he worrying about Baghdad?
Clear the debt of Baghdad with his wealth.
We do not want to mortgage anything
because we do not want
your carts of gold!
Junaid..
Junaid.
Get a hold of yourself.
Minister, even you should control yourself.
At this age..
I mean, you are going through tough times.
So, getting angry would have adverse effects.
Everybody goes through hard times.
You are suffering.
No need to worry. Take the gold from me
and I do not need anything in return.
I will not let anybody know about your bankruptcy.
Bankruptcy?
Sire, are you aware of the fact that Baghdad
is considered to be one of the richest.. - Wrong.
It is you who had said it, Minister.
That Baghdad is in knee-deep debt.
That was in the past.
Better hear the complete explanation, servant!
Time is like the stairs of a mosque.
Sometimes it takes a man up the stairs
and sometimes, down.
As of now
I am down and out.
But that makes no difference.
I have come here to see that you reach the heavens.
I mean, a hundred carts of gold are peanuts for me.
Sire, this is not about the status.
It's about principles.
Are you willing to compromise on the principles business?
Anything for a poor friend!
Jhumroo.
Poor?
Yes.. You.
Thus, my master is giving you the gold out of pity.
Enough of you, insolent wretch!
One more word from you..
Sire Ali, what would you like to take in return of gold?
Nothing.
No way!
I will give you something in return.
Tell me. - Honestly, I do not want anything.
Not at all! I will give you something.
Minister, you are my friend.
I want nothing in return.
You are right, Sire.
In order to clear his debt, he is taking a loan.
The minister can give nothing.
Apart from this palace, you have nothing.
My prestige is at stake now.
Definitely, I will have to mortgage something.
I have that with me.
The palace of Baghdad.
Palace?
If this is about your prestige, then I accept this palace.
In return, I will give you a hundred carts of gold.
Brother.
The palace.
Brother..
I will.. - Brother! Brother..
This palace.. - Brother!
I mortgage this palace to you.
I know, Lord Junaid.
Out of happiness, you are clapping.
Your brother now, will be able to pay off
the debt of Baghdad.
I see that the minister is not saying anything.
Sire, I think, he does not have the permission
to mortgage the palace of Baghdad.
Jhumroo, I do not know about the minister
but you do not have the permission
to ridicule my friend. - Of course.
Take a step back. - My apologies, Sire.
Minister, for me, friendship and business
are two different things.
But, I can change my rules if Jhumroo is telling the truth.
I do not wish to take this palace.
I have sympathy for you. I will give the loan just like that.
Jhumroo, I am his friend first and then, a trader.
I cannot see this deplorable condition of my friend.
Deplorable condition?
Sire Ali..
I can be anything
but not poor.
I will take the loan sticking to the principles.
I am the minister of Baghdad!
I am also going to be the emperor.
This palace belongs to me
as much as this world belongs to Almighty.
Every corner of this palace
belongs to me.
By the way, there are not enough corners here.
Sire, this is a tad bit bigger than your palm.
Look at the garden.
Your bathing area is bigger than the garden.
Look at the terrace.
My room in your palace is bigger than that.
Not a palace, but one can call this a mansion.
For this mansion..
Hundred carts of gold
is way too much, Sire.
This is not a profitable deal.
Jhumroo, some deals are not for profit.
They are for friendship.
And anyway, I've promised him.
But he is not saying anything, Sire.
I don't think he needs any gold.
If that was the case, he wouldn't take
so much time to finalise the deal.
Sire Ali, I mortgage this palace of Baghdad to you
for a hundred carts of gold.
Let's shake hands and accept the deal.
No.
I won't shake hands with you.
I'll hug you.
'Your betrayal has taught me to hug a person'
'before backstabbing him.'
'You won't even realise when I backstab you.'
'I don't take any favours. I only betray people.'
'Your betrayal and cruelty of the world'
'had made me what I am today.'
'And this is my first move.'
'Get ready, Zafar.'
'You are about the face the biggest defeat of your life.'
Awesome.
Great.
Sir, let's complete the paperwork
now that the deal is final.
No.. I didn't understand one thing.
You just finalised the deal.
How do you already have the papers ready?
Sire, they have no idea how rich you are.
There are many such palaces mortgaged with him.
He can finalise a deal anytime.
No one can predict that except for God.
That's why, I am always prepared.
Congratulations, Sire.
The palace of Baghdad belongs to you now.
We've mortgaged the palace.
We have not sold it to you.
I don't know about the future, Lord Junaid.
I live in the present.
And today, the palace of Baghdad belongs
to my master, Ali.
Jhumroo is right, Lord Junaid.
This is my palace.