Yeah
Defense.
I'm defending! Let's go.
Fuck!
- Sir... - Hmm?
He's Nimma.
You saved his life in the warehouse?
Sir, a bunch of white guys had cornered one brown guy.
Even if he wasn't my friend,
I still would've jumped in.
We'll go back there to question their actions.
- Will you join us? - Yes, Sir.
You've got some nerve.
Sir, you should hear his Punjabi rap.
He literally throws fire.
What?
Sir, spitfire.
- Sing bro. - Shut up, all of you!
He's gonna sing us a Punjabi rap.
- Start! - C'mon.
Sing bro.
Sir, even a jukebox only works when you put a coin in it.
What!
Showing attitude on your first day?
No, Sir.
Will only take work from you.
I like him.
Bhuppi Uncle, he's brave.
Get him to work.
I will.
But he will have to start with a drop job.
You need to deliver cocaine to Mr. Kirpal Singh at the Mercury Hotel.
Can you do that?
Yes, of course.
Drop job. He'll do the drop job.
He'll do the drop job.
- Cheers. - Done.
Cheers.
On one side,
Nimma was getting involved In Sarab's drug business,
and so were we through Randy.
Randy told us that Sarab was searching for a new cocaine supplier.
In Vancouver, the cocaine supply
was monopolized by the Chinese gang leader Bao,
who kept tightening his grip by reducing the available supply
to maintain control over Sarab.
Consequently, Sarab met with Javier
from the Mexican Cartel to resolve the issue.
Long time, no?
Javier was ready to supply the cocaine,
but in exchange, he wanted heroin.
If you arrange for heroin,
you can get cocaine for half
the price you pay for it now.
This meeting was a sign
that the Canadian drug network was about to be disrupted,
and it could be a big opportunity for us.
Kaala.
Oh, sorry, Randy. Good job.
Just don't act smart.
and soon both of us will be free from this mess.
Let's go!
Hold right there.
Let's have a look at you now.
What are you on today?
- Nothing. - Look at me.
No, no, (I'm) not too sure. Come on, turn around.
(Inaudible Chatter)
Yeah.
There will be a new guy doing
the drop job at Mercury Hotel.
- Hey! - What's new in there, huh?
- Hey, nothing, man. - Hey, come on.
Let's go.
Hi, my friend.
I'll get a whiskey.
And what would you like to...?
- No, that's fine. - Thank you.
Good evening, Brother.
Good evening.
We live alone, and we die alone.
But we don't deserve to drink alone, right?
Right. Have a seat.
That's better.
That's it.
Shall I order another drink for you?
I could tell, Brother.
I'll get going now.
You done with your job here?
Yes, Brother.
I met you and my job here is done, Brother.
Oh damn it's a disgusting habit.
Please step out of the vehicle, sir.
Is there any problem?
Routine check.
Is it a routine check for every brown person?
The man you were sitting
with is a known drug trafficker.
We need to check your vehicle too.
Turn around.
Hands up against the vehicle.
Be my guest.
- You better watch it. - Have a good night, officer.
You rascal!
Good you didn't run away.
Leave the package here,
and just get the hell out of here quickly.
The package?
I'm saving your ass.
Or else he would've riddled you with bullets.
Get me?
Keep the package here,
and get the fuck out of here.
- Don't act stupid. - I'm acting stupid? You...
May I?
Bro, can I get a drink, please?
You had a job to do.
The job's done.
Done?
Uh-huh.
You didn't give anything to Mr. Kirpal in that bar.
And they didn't find anything in your car either.
Where's the package?
How do you know that they checked my car?
You don't know us well.
We have our contacts everywhere.
Those cops were planted by us.
It was a test.
They didn't find anything in your car.
You didn't give anything to Mr. Kirpal either.
Stop blaring like a horn.
Sir, but...
He dropped the package before he came here.
Start from the start.
Sir, I got a pound cake from the supermarket.
It's easy to get the room number of the only Indian truck driver
staying at the motel.
Mr. Kirpal will be receiving his birthday wishes
- any moment now. - Yes?
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
Hello?
Mr. Kirpal Singh?
Did you get the cake?
Don't cut it.
Well done.
No one had ever completed their first task so smoothly.
Sarab had a knack for recognizing the right person.
You could say that Nimma started his crime career with a promotion.
We have information.
Some Punjabi Jassi,
snitched on one of my supplies up in the hills.
Just like every Tom, Dick or Harry
is not a part of your gang,
every Punjabi called Jassi
is not a part of my family.
You have a problem
with one of my boys, you talk to me.
Am I clear?
It was a misunderstanding.
On one side, Nimma experienced power
for the first time in a foreign country,
where a white guy was listening to a Desi.
On the other side,
to ensure that our voices weren't silenced in a foreign land,
Bajwa wanted to get his wife a council election ticket.
Now, the idea that Punjabi immigrants
Will not just run their trucks And homes but even the country was
something the whites could not tolerate.
Gurinder, without the votes from the whites,
you cannot win a seat as a counselor.
The whites will only vote for a Canadian.
On the progressive agenda of our progressive party,
what better than to support a woman of color?
I'll support Gurinder.
I am not sure, Jacob, this is the time and place.
We cracked down on the Chinese
and now we have the Indians,
particularly the Punjabi gangs
to deal with.
I don't think it's fair to blame an entire community for...
When an entire community takes pride in each other,
why ignore the shame, Ranjit?
I am truly sorry, Gurinder.
I just don't think we're ready yet.
(Indistinct Chatter)
What's up?
Whose funeral is this?
Do we look like wailers to you?
And are there dead bodies dancing here?
Just a joke, man.
Enjoy and move on.
Have you forgotten how many weddings
and parties we've crashed just like this one?
Those days are gone, bro.
Oh.
I'm making money now.
Really? Did you get a job?
Not exactly a job.
Your car audio counter...?
I'll be running it now.
Dad wouldn't agree without six months rent upfront.
I'll pay 12 months rent in advance.
You found a golden goose?
Yep, and she's already laying the golden eggs.
My request has been denied. Really?
Well, a bunch of random photos
of men at a restaurant... Not enough!
Random photos?
We can see him making a deal with the Mexican cartel.
And clearly for taking over from the Chinese.
You can't see enough reasons for us to watch him?
You want to rewrite
the strictest privacy laws in the world?
You know I need more than that.
Olivia, I can't do anything
if the system doesn't support us.
That's exactly what you say every time.
Olivia...
Sting operation!
Can you at least give me that?
I have a guy, Randy, On the inside of the gang...
I told Olivia that according to my informer,
Sarab's Chinese supplier, Bao,
wasn't meeting his cocaine demands.
Because of this, Sarab was meeting with the Mexican Cartel.
If they didn't act quickly,
Sarab will lead the Mexicans too into Canada.
You've got to handle losses too.
Stop. Where do you think you are going?
- Stop. - (Indistinct Chatter)
- Brothers are having an argument. - Why?
The insurance company will investigate.
Did you consider that?
- Sarab? Two minutes? - Go, go, go.
Are you going to set everything on
fire every time your business takes a hit?
What is it, uncle?
That fucking Bao has delayed the consignment delivery.
We won't have any powder to give to our dealers for a week.
This has become a regular issue now.
We'll have to figure something now.
Bhuppi Uncle,
find us a reliable heroin supplier.
We'll buy cocaine from Javi at half
the rate in exchange for heroin.
The shop was shut for so many days.
But instead of being happy it's rented out
Everyone is more concerned about where Nimma got the money from.
I'm very happy.
Thank you.
By the way, you'll have to help me,
like I just helped you.
Of what use can a man be to a feminist?
I need to go for cloth material sourcing.
The area is a bit secluded.
Oh, secluded area is it?
Will you come with me or not?
I will.
But you drive.
Frankly, I was shocked,
after I heard your track.
Shocked? Why?
You seemed like a simple, sporty,
and job-oriented kind of a guy.
Giving off "good boy" vibes.
And now?
"Bad boy" gangster vibes.
You are the one who's the gangster here.
I will get stone fabric cheaper there,
and it'll complete my collection.
Yeah, yeah Complete it.
After your wedding, your parents
will anyway send that collection with you.
That's not happening.
No one's sending me anywhere, okay?
Once my portfolio is complete, I'm off to Paris.
I'm not going to get married.
I'll learn fashion and work there.
By the way, How did you get into rap?
From my village only.
Your village? Rap?
Yeah.
My brother used to put nuts on the spokes of our bicycle.
So, when the bicycle moved, the nuts used to make a sound
and lyrics just flowed from my heart.
When I came here, DJ told me it's called Tempo.
Every time you talk, it makes me want to go to Punjab.
You have never been to Punjab right?
No.
Daljit and I were born in the UK
and then settled in Vancouver.
We never planned a trip to Punjab.
How's your Punjab?
It used to be green...
But now it's red.
Sarab doesn't have a reliable heroin supplier contact.
I set up this meeting saying that he is my friend,
That I know him and trust him.
you remember everything right?
Faisal Bagh, Lahore.
We met in the UK in 1985 and in Canada in 1990.
I got it.
And don't worry, I'll improvise if needed.
Good.
Wait here. I'll be right back.
So, you just wanted a bodyguard, huh?
Hi, I wanted to see some fabrics.
Nimma!
Let's go!
But we need to keep one thing in mind:
They need to offer the deal,
not us.
Otherwise, the evidence won't be valid.
See you tomorrow.
Do you think he can do it?
He'll do it, sir.
Certainly, sir.
He'll do it.
Faisal Bagh.
I'm going in now.
Anwar is in. Tell Sanjay.
- Calling inside. - Yeah, calling.
Hey!
Randy.
Mr. Pathan.
(Indistinct Chatter)
This way, please.
(Indistinct Chatter)
Sir, Faisal.
Faisal!
Welcome to my home.
Nice to meet you.
How are you?
Excuse me?
Which one's 75 Ocean Street?
I think it's that.
Thank you.
It's beautiful.
Thank you.
Actually, the credit should go to my wife Hansa.
Sir.
I just...
What's going on?
That is Mr. Faisal Bagh.
He's a friend of mine.
He just arrived from the UK today.
I brought him here to meet Sarab sir.
To wives.
For the heroin deal?
I got him to meet sir directly from the airport.
Harjit bro, can I have word with you?
So, how long have you been in Vancouver?
It's been long...
Too long.
This guy haven't come directly from airport.
Do you have suppliers in Vancouver?
I have some in Montreal and Toronto,
but nothing on the west side.
So, tell me,
how do we advance our association?
I can open the doors of Vancouver for you.
That will be great.
- Every two weeks... - Uh-huh.
Mr. Pathan...
This meeting is over.
What happened, sir?
What happened is that Your cover is blown.
Should we go inside, sir?
We can't do that.
Tell the ones who sent you
That we're letting it go this time,
but next time we'll take legal action.
- What happened, Sir? - Meeting's over.
I'll walk him to his car.
He'll manage, don't worry.
Well done!
You've done Great job.
I feel like celebrating today!
Huh?
It's been a long.
Hey! Come on out, everyone.
Come on, come on, come on!
Out!
We're celebrating today.
My first boss was a Colombian.
When he celebrated with the gang -
We used to spar.
Oh, it was so much fun.
I feel like doing that today.
Who's up for it?
Hmm?
You up for it? Hmm?
Who's going to do it?
Come on!
Randy?
You were a boxer, right?
Come on!
No, Sir. Let's not do this.
Not today.
Take your jacket off.
Sir...
Take your jacket off. Come'n.
- Sir... - Take your jacket off now!
Sir, please, let's not do this.
Let's not do this?
You can bring the fucking cops into my house,
but you can't spar with me?
Hmm?
Come on, Randy.
Randy, Randy...
Sir...
Come on.
Sir...
Nice one.
He could have told me
Who was pressurizing him.
I would have dealt with them.
He fucking broke my heart.
The bond of people whom you work with,
earn a living with,
is purer than the bond between brothers or family.
That's why,
no matter how many times my heart breaks or I get betrayed,
I can't change.
Welcome to my family.
Randy's death was a turning point in Nimma's life
from which there was no going back.
And maybe, deep down, he didn't even want to go back.