Don't hesitate. Have some snacks, brother-in-law.
Eat.
Take some, Dad. It's been a long time
since we had some bakery items.
She will be here soon.
Sister...
Aren't you ready yet?
Please have them.
Look, sister-in-law is here.
Sreekuttan...
-Brother-in-law! -He didn't hear a thing.
Why didn't you come last week as promised?
That... my head...
You blockhead! Didn't you tell them that matter yet?
Suddenly, he got a call from his head in Bombay.
To ask him to attend an official conference
for the company all by himself.
Then, let the two of them talk privately
if they would like to.
Sure. Why not?
Don't hesitate. Go inside.
Uff! It's hot.
Damn, this summer!
If you want, we can go outside.
Let's take a walk and talk.
Eh?
Never in my 68 bride-seeing events
has anyone suggested such a brilliant idea.
So, do you keep a count?
Well, I won't count anymore.
Stopping it today.
Shall we go?
Let's fix a date in the Malayalam month of Medam.
- Meenam month is almost over now. -Yeah.
Huh? You guys finished so fast?
No, Dad. We thought we'll take a walk and talk.
Smart boy!
-Shall I go, Dad? -Okay, carry on.
Why did you lie about him going to Bombay?
I saw this Bombay mixture
and that's what came to my mind.
What if anyone had asked, "Where in Bombay?"
We would just say, "Next to Bombay bus stand."
So, let's fix a date in Medam, right?
Okay.
My hobbies are like...
bottle art, painting, travelling,
music, and I play the ukulele too.
I read short stories mostly.
I watch movies too.
Do you like movies with twists?
I love shocking twists.
But it must be shocking.
-Seriously? -Yeah.
Brother, how to get to Kazhambu Bhagwati Temple?
-Kazhambu... -Kazhambu temple...
Kazhambu... go that way, across the field--
-Thank you, brother. -Thank you.
They left.
Hey, Shabari! Look, Surabhi!
-Why didn't she take me? -Come quick.
Did she run off?
I knew it when she said her damn parting words.
Dad and I had warned you. That we should break her legs.
Stop staring, moron! Go and catch her!
Look at him standing there after creating all this mess.
What's wrong? Where is sister-in-law?
They are on a bike. We can't catch them by running.
Oh, no!
-See, how fast they're going! -Come!
Get the car, you loser.
Come quick.
-Come, run fast. -Come fast, brother.
Dad... Surabhi left!
Oh, God, is this also a goner?
ARGH!
They're right behind us.
You said you don't have any car at home.
It's that loser groom's car.
-Stop the bike! -Go faster!
-Why didn't he leave? Why's he chasing us? -Go faster, go faster.
Surabhi!
Step up, you.
-Fast! Fast! Fast! -Hey!
I am going fast!
Go hit them with the car. Kill both of them.
-Kill them? -Hit them!
-Hit them to death! -Then how will the marriage happen?
Dad, do we need to kill them? Let’s just break their bones.
Quiet down, everyone!
I need to concentrate!
Stop it!
Vasu, if one girl goes, we can replace with another one.
-But remember, your dad is irreplaceable. -Just shut up, man!
Slow down! Electric post!
Don't stop. Keep going. Fast!
-They turned! They turned! -Turn the car!
Run after them!
-Stop! Stop! -Okay.
-No scene, right? All okay? -No, nothing to worry.
-Take her inside. -Surabhi, come, dear.
-It's time. -I was so stressed out.
-Get out, Dad! -Ouch!
Hey! Where are you off to, you idiot?
My Surabhi!
You dare make a fool of us and run off.
Why are you here, Surabhi?
-That... Dad... -Manikandan... is my son.
What brings you here, Manikandan?
Surabhi...
is my daughter.
Dad!
This is the Surabhi aunty your mom always talks about.
Then we should have brought Mom along as well.
Kids these days are not like us, are they, Surabhi?
The auspicious time is about to get over.
Please come.
Come.
Are we done here?
Let's leave.
Come.
Sreekuttan, have food and go.
Eh?
Come, let's eat.
Huh?
That girl wearing a green blouse...
isn't she ID number 224573?
Yeah.
I had sent her a request on the matrimony website.
But she wants her groom to be at least a graduate.
PERILLOOR GODDESS TEMPLE FESTIVAL
Greetings.
Meet my niece.
Don't forget to cast your vote in her favour.
Should we campaign even in the temple, Uncle?
We must!
Upon her words,
you have been quite careless throughout the campaign.
This is like a jackpot!
We shouldn't miss this opportunity.
Hello, hello!
Brother,
meet my niece.
Don't forget to vote for her.
You know, right?
Yes, we know.
You should have put on a couple more bandages.
We could've received more sympathy.
Then, why didn't you also put some on?
The whole village saw that I was not on stage.
Or else, I would have covered my entire body with bandages.
Such a graceful girl.
They served tasty North Indian sweets
on her bride-seeing day.
Then why did he reject her?
His arrogance!
Do you know something, Mom?
When she was in the 8th grade and he was in the 10th grade,
she gave him a love letter.
And then?
Then what? He totally lost it, slapped her and made a huge scene!
Such a buffoon!
No wonder he is not getting a girl.
Maybe that girl has cursed him.
That's two curses now.
Here... Here you go.
Please have a look.
Isn't that Sreekuttan's mom?
Yes.
In that case, let me go and ask her to vote for me.
My biggest wish is that I shouldn't get
a single vote in this election.
But his mother's vote...
I want that.
My name is Malavika.
I am a candidate in the 5th ward.
Nobody in your home liked me, Mom.
But you must vote for me.
When you cast your vote the day after,
can I be sure that it will be for the fox symbol?
In ward nine, PJP candidate Karthyayani Amma
has won by a majority of 300 votes.
Hail Karthyayani Amma!
Hail the Fox!
Who was that? Did Soman win?
That's for Karthyayani.
Damn that iron lady.
Hey-ho, Karthyayani!
Give a "yo" for Karthyayani!
Yo, yo, yo!
In ward three,
RIP candidate, Mrs. Usha P.T.,
has won by 13 votes.
-Beat the drum! -Beat the drum, guys!
Look at Uncle Soman's confidence. That's my only relief.
Don't overrate his confidence.
He was fricking confident in every election he lost.
Announcing the election result of the 6th ward of Perilloor Panchayat.
The candidate K. Kunjippa, running for RIP party,
by 5 to 6 votes...
(clears throat) Sorry...
has won by 56 votes.
What? Scram, you loser!
Get lost!
Subeesh... Hey...
Hey, why are you bursting
all the crackers at once?
Will any firecrackers be left when I win?
Soman...
Looks like you are a bit uneasy that I won.
If you lose in the 5th ward, I may become the president.
Maybe that's why you are a bit nervous, right?
No chance, Kunjippa.
The seat score is now tied.
If Soman loses, we will lose the ruling power as well.
We waited really long for this day.
May my victory be a photo finish!
-What say? -Exactly!
What confidence!
Hey, who won?
Who knows?
The result of the final ward
of Perilloor Gram Panchayat is being announced.
In the fifth ward, RIP candidate K.M. Soman...
(clears throat and spits)
has lost to PJP candidate, Malavika Purushothaman
by one vote.
My dear!
Malavika!
My child!
The gem of PJP, she is our shining star!
Gone missing? Gone missing?
Showman Soman has vanished into thin air!
Can I be sure that it will be for the fox symbol?
Let's go?
Peethambaran, shall I beat the drums for you?
No.
Just pay half. We will perform.
But you're here for them.
A dead bird needs no nest.
Change the tiger to fox, man.
Beat the drums for our Peethambaran!
Come on, quick!
Hail Karthyayani Amma.
(sloganeering continues)
Kunjippa, I am off.
I need to take my cow for mating.
Soman...
didn't you hear the results?
That's okay. Let's try again in the next election.
A hundred thousand thanks from the Democratic Party of Perilloor
to each and every voter who is responsible
for the massive victory of Malavika Purushothaman.
Whom did you vote for, Aunty?
Soman.
I have been voting for him for ages.
I haven't seen such a star-crossed fellow anywhere else.
If Soman, with the self-esteem of a rubber chicken,
wants to set a Guinness Record in losing,
- we'll happily cheer him on! -(Soman leisurely humming a song)
We only have one question to ask Showman Soman, the eternal competitor,
"Why can't you find another hobby
"instead of losing like this?"
Hi, Soman, how are you?
Did you go shopping?
-Okay then, see you later. -Okay, bye.
Soman, in shame, walking with some curry leaves on one hand...
I was about to come over there to see you.
He is not feeling so good after failing the Class 10 exams.
His teachers say he has "lepression."
It's not any "lepression" and all.
It's because he failed.
I told him to look up to you as a role model.
Hey, you, come here.
Go on.
There is nothing to worry so much about failing Class 10.
Exactly. I told him the same.
Look at me.
I never went to school.
-Is there anything wrong with me? -Nothing.
Nothing at all!
Listen, come home with him in the evening.
I'll counsel him a bit.
Don't worry. We'll handle him.
-You may leave, then. -Okay. I'll send him in the evening.
-Dilkush, you must go. -I also wanna go.
Do you also have "lepression"?
VOTE FOR K. M. SOMAN
Malu!
Yeah?
Come here.
Isn't that your old classmate, Shamla?
She had taken leave from the Panchayat and left.
She was in the Gulf with her husband.
-Come. -Whoa!
Congratulations, Miss Panchayat President!
I am so happy for you!
If I could have come before the elections,
you would have got a majority of two votes. I missed it.
But I've got something for you.
Just a minute.
-Shucks! This isn't opening! -What is it?
-What did you bring? -A bouquet for the president.
You can keep it.
Huh?
What's wrong with her?
Actually, she ran for the election with no interest.
Now, we're brainstorming on how to
get rid of this presidential hot seat.
What happened, Malu?
Okay, okay.
Understood, understood.
All right.
A friend of mine is preparing for the Public Service Commission exams.
This information is for her.
Okay. Bye.
Malu...
As per the Panchayat Act,
there are three ways to disqualify a president.
One,
we submit the election's estimates to the authorities, right?
If they find inaccuracies in it,
the president will be disqualified.
Finally, the Panchayat clerk came in handy today.
This first option is not feasible.
Tell me the second and third.
Two...
You have a majority of only one seat in the Panchayat, right?
Now, when an election happens to select the president,
someone from our party should vote against you.
Is that possible?
It has happened in Kerala many times.
And the third option?
There is a rule that the Panchayat president
should be a permanent resident of the Panchayat.
Or have their name on the voters' list
for the past eight years.
-How many years? -Eight years.
She has neither, right?
-No. -Then this would do.
We will file a complaint to the Panchayat secretary based on this.
Not a complaint. An anonymous letter.
Let nobody know we are cheap
even though we are doing a cheap act.
That's true. They shouldn't identify our handwriting either.
Let's take a DTP instead of writing it.
No! No!
If the secretary is Uncle's guy, he will quash the complaint.
Oh!
Let's give Showman Soman a heads-up.
After all, he's the one who wanted to see me lose, just like I did.
Yes...
But we cannot approach him directly.
That's true.
What will we do?
Aunty!
Mini!
Yes?
What is it?
It accidentally fell and broke.
Please clean it.
You've been a bit clumsy with the cups lately.
I'm getting old, after all.
Now repeat what you said before in a loud voice.
What?
The third rule that could disqualify Malu.
Mini should hear it.
If Mini hears it, you can bet Soman will too.
Don't worry, my child.
No one can prevent you from becoming the president.
These are just routine drills for namesake.
Hey, here's Soman.
He's dressed in his Sunday best to face defeat once more.
Why are non-members attending a governing body meeting?
Are you a member?
-Come, come. -Hi.
Greetings.
Meet our new president.
Oh!
Have you already selected the president?
Then, what's the need for an election?
Why are you talking in a taunting tone, secretary?
Consider that there is something worth taunting.
I have received an anonymous letter.
And if its contents are accurate,
she can't become the Panchayat president.
If it was to write an anonymous letter to the secretary,
why do we need Soman? We could've done it ourselves.
Soman uncle might have some plans.
I'll read it out.
"To the Panchayat secretary,
"You might be aware of the rule that
"someone elected as the Panchayat president
"should be a permanent resident of that Panchayat
"or have his/her name on the Panchayat voters' list
"for the last eight years.
"If we take this into account,
"Malavika is not qualified for this post.
"Please take the necessary steps.
"Yours faithfully,
"a responsible citizen."
Everyone around here knows
who that highly responsible anonymous person is.
I did not write that.
Soman doesn't know how to write Malayalam.
-And English either. -Yes.
Whoever wrote it,
-what it stated is true, isn't it? -I'll check it.
-Don't allow this, secretary. -I'll see to it.
Malavika cannot be the president!
-She can! -She cannot!
-Hey! Stop it! -I said she can!
What's the rule?
If the person isn't a permanent resident,
their name should be on the voters' list
for the last 8 years, correct?
Please check this year's list
as well as the previous years.
Malavika's name is on it.
Is your vote here?
Nah, I voted in my hometown for the last elections.
What Peethambaran said is true.
Malavika's name is on the voters' list.
Her photo is there too.
Why don't you quit
even after repeatedly facing defeat?
I swear on God, I didn't write this.
Make way.
Soman, come here.
Yeah, go with him.
What a shameless man!
Come quick.
Move aside.
Move.
I have something to tell you. Come here.
I don't want anyone to hear us.
It's a secret.
Malavika's name on the list
is undoubtedly Peethambaran's work
to cast fake votes.
Should we make a scene out of it?
No, Kunjippa.
Let's file a complaint with the police.
We can prove that he has been
repeatedly winning elections
only due to fraudulent votes.
We can also lodge a complaint with the Election Commission.
I already knew this.
Then why didn't you say something?
You fool! If Peethambaran has one fake vote,
I have got four!
If an investigation pops up,
I'll be the first to get nabbed.
Unnecessarily fishing for trouble!
-Loser! -The presidential candidate must sign here.
Malu...
-Yes, Uncle? -Sign here.
Brother, it's a pull, not a push. So, pull!
I know.
Let's take this table.
We could have had a nice view there.
Ah! This spot is also not bad.
-Brother, the waiter. -Hi, sir.
Hi! Sir, here's the menu.
We will order.
-One more person has to come. -Okay, sir, no worries.
This is a bride-seeing event.
Oh! I see!
Sir.
All the best.
-Oh! Thank you. -Welcome, sir.
See, he's wishing you well.
I'm at peace as we don't have those old men with us this time.
True that.
The ambience is great here.
The first thing her father asked was
if we can move to the Gulf.
She's your wife. So, what's wrong?
He didn't mean the wife. He meant himself.
-What? -I promised I would.
We want the wedding to happen, right?
It must be Mom. Don't answer.
-It's Sheetal. -Then answer it.
-Hello? - Hello, Sreeram, did you reach?
Yeah, yeah.
-I'm here. -Are you sitting at the spot I mentioned?
Yes, we are sitting in the same corner.
Is there any light behind you?
Behind me?
-Is there? -No, no lights.
Ah, that's cool.
Then I'll join you now.
I am right outside.
Yeah. Okay.
What did she say?
She's on her way.
She asked if there is light behind me.
What are you, a firefly?
So, we're finally here guys.
I told you all last week that there will be a surprise.
I know you guys are eagerly waiting for that!
So, here I'm going to reveal that surprise now!
Today I'm meeting my prospective groom. GUYS!
-Woo-hoo! -Is that Sheetal?
(Sheethal coughs)
I was worried about what variety content
to give you this week, my dear subscribers.
That's when my daddy came up with this bride-seeing event.
See, the groom is excitedly waiting for me. Give them a hi!
Hi!
-Hi. -Hi!
So, let's see
how a bride-seeing event usually is.
-Well, this is my first time. -Mine too.
Wait a minute. Let me set this up.
DON'T YOU HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO?
LOOK AT THAT GUY'S FACE
So, if you have any questions you'd like me to ask the groom,
please comment below right now.
From those, I'll choose the best questions
to include in my next bride-seeing event as well.
So! Hey, Sreeram! What's up?
Same number... The one you called before?
Eh?
The same number...
you called before?
Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?
THIS GUY HAD COME TO BRIDE-SEE MY ELDER SISTER TOO
Just because we have a majority, don't take things lightly.
We have got the lead by just one seat.
So, nobody...
Ah! Karthyayani is here!
Greetings, Karthyayani.
Get down.
Ah, let me help you.
-Hold me. -Yes, I will.
Be careful.
Listen, you remember everything I said, right?
What?
You remember what we told you, right?
You understand?
So, tell me who is the president?
Our Peethambaran.
That's me, right?
I'm not the president.
-Then? -Malavika is the president.
-Huh? -Malavika.
Now, tell me. Who's the vice president?
-Malavika! -Damn it!
Malavika is the president,
and Hariharan is the vice president.
The bald guy.
Yeah, our bald guy.
-Hariharan, understood? -I know, I know.
-Just explain it to her! -I'll teach you.
You get lost!
-I'll do it. I know everything. -Go, go with her.
I've been doing this for many years now.
Handle the rest of the things...
-Did Jalaja and the others come? -They'll be here soon.
Everyone be careful with the votes, understood?
All the ward members, come inside.
-Did you recognise me, Karthyayani? -Of course!
-You want something to drink? -No, dear.
Malu!
Can't you cast a wrong vote?
I mean...
you vote for Soman instead of yourself.
I can't do anything explicit, Shamla.
Tell me if we can do something without Uncle knowing.
If I cast the wrong vote here, everyone will know.
Listen carefully one more time,
our vice president candidate is Usha
and the presidential candidate... -Me! Me!
As usual.
And one thing...
Everyone be cautious and careful with the votes.
Don't create any more embarrassment.
Exactly.
Everybody, come quick.
Come.
K. Kunjippa.
Here, sign here.
This is for the president; this is for the vice president.
I know.
Next is Karthyayani Amma.
Come, come.
Sign here.
This is for the president;
this is for the vice president.
-Understood? -Yes, I did.
-Who is our president? -President... Malavika.
Vice president... Hariharan.
Damn, his questions!
She's strong.
Double strong!
Oh, no!
Listen...
Shucks!
Damn, my hands!
Small mistake. Stamped the wrong one.
The vote went to Kunjippa.
You old hag! Didn't I ask you a thousand times
if your eyes and ears are well and good?
I told you clearly
that we only have the lead by one seat!
And you kept nodding your head!
And still, she messed up!
She was acting so arrogant when I was explaining it to her.
If you want, I will vote again.
Bah!
-Thank you. -Get lost!
Look at the tears of joy!
Tears of joy!
Happy tears!
-Hey! Joyful tears!
Oh, what joyful tears!
Happy tears!
No!
-What happened? -My hand also quivered.
My vote went to Malavika.
Soman, I am sorry!
I'll kick you!
Miss Malavika Purushothaman has been elected
as the 10th president of Perilloor Panchayat.
Mr. Hariharan Chindanthodiyil has been elected as the vice president.
Congratulations! Congratulations!
Salutes to Malavika! Salutes to Malavika!
O ballot box! Ballot box! O ballot box! Ballot box!
A box that locked up Soman! A box that locked up Soman!
(sloganeering continues)
Soman, your umbrella...