Where did you gather so many people from, brother-in-law?
They're from our village.
-Really? -Yes.
I've been elected as the village chief.
I'll know a lot of people, obviously.
Are there so many widowers in our area?
I thought it was only me and Kashiram.
No, brother. Not all of them are widowers.
-Is it? -Half of them have wives.
But as soon as they heard about the widowers' home,
all of them said they'd divorce their wives.
What are you saying? Really?
-Get them clapping. -Yes.
Applause!
God bless you.
You have to bend lower, man.
-Long live... -Mr. Gangaram!
I had mopped the place. It's dirty again already!
-What's this? -What?
-Hey, it's Dad's photo? -Yes.
-Is Grandpa dead? -Dad is looking good in this.
What's written here?
Felicitation ceremony?
The address mentioned is that of our plot.
And Gangaram's name is at the bottom.
Why is Gangaram always up to something?
We're performing a ritual inside and he is...
Come, let's check it out.
Hurry up, get in the car! Go on!
-Long live... -Mr. Gangaram!
That's enough, brother.
Friends!
I welcome all of you to the widowers' society.
I'm very happy... very happy!
I understand your pain very well
because I'm also one of you.
Look, the land you're sitting on...
Keep in mind...
Kashi... Move aside, man!
Mr. Kashiram was being offered a huge amount for this land,
by a cement factory.
But no! Mr. Kashiram said no!
"Once I have given my word
that a widowers' home will come up on this land, then that is it."
No money in this world...
can sway Mr. Kashiram!
-Long live... -Mr. Gangaram!
Enough. Brother-in-law, applause...
Applause!
You see...
The exact same values are in
his children: Mahipal,
Shishupal and daughter, Mandakini.
They've inherited the same values.
Turn the car around.
When I presented the proposal to them, they said,
"A home for the widowers' society will come up here.
"You have our permission!"
-Brother-in-law... -Applause!
He has spelled my name wrong.
There's an array of snacks on the menu. Please eat well.
And look at life's miracle.
Badke and Chotke are here with us today.
Welcome them with a big round of applause!
Please come, sir.
Please come. Welcome.
Welcome.
Greetings!
Brothers and sisters...
I mean, only brothers...
Today, we have gathered here
to inform all of you
that Mr. Gangaram is lying!
We have made no such promise for the land.
And on this land...
A cement factory must come up here.
It'll bring about progress and provide employment.
Shut up! Sit down!
Whatever you did today is going to cost you.
Do you think we're idiots?
-Are we idiots? -Huh?
You think I don't know what's running through your mind?
-We know everything. -In the eyes of the world...
you're trying to prove us greedy
and use the chance to cosy up to Kashiram?
Our father, eh?
From well-wisher to inheritor?
So that you can sell the land to the cement factory,
and we get nothing!
And you and your cronies will flee with all the money.
So, you figured it out?
-Yes, we did. -Yeah!
Then stop me if you can.
What... You think you've won?
You've won, eh?
-I'll go to the village chief! -To the village chief!
And tell the honourable chief
-that Gangaram is a fraud. -You're a fraud!
Okay.
-Brother-in-law! -Yes?
Come here.
He's the village chief. Say hello.
Listen, what happened? Why were you fighting with them?
The obvious happened.
Gangaram turned out to be a rascal.
He's a thug of the first order.
-What happened? -Brother, was Munna there?
-He'd have helped you out. -What for?
Guddan, have you lost your mind?
Are you so blind that you can't see what's happening?
What can't I see, brother?
That the father and the son are together in this.
You consider Gangaram as your future father-in-law,
but he has made his son chase you around.
For what? To get the NOC for the land.
He has gathered all the locals and is instigating them...
so that nobody believes us.
He has bribed everyone... the collector, even the chief.
-But Munna loves me. -No, he doesn't love you.
Both the father and the son only love money.
That's why they have come into your life.
Didn't you learn anything from all the Hindi films you watch?
Okay, fine. It's getting late for the wrestling bout. Let's go.
Wasn't this fight enough for you?
I'm going home. Are you coming, Chotke?
-Yes, let's go home. -Brother, please come along.
-Shishu, will you not come along? -No, we've had enough.
I'm not in the mood to go there anymore.
-All right. -Are you sure?
MEET ME AT THE WRESTLING BOUT, NOW
Come.
You'll get everything here.
This gun is so heavy. How does this work?
-Aim like this. -Kush, that's not for kids.
Hello.
Manju, this isn't a game for kids.
-Let's go elsewhere. -Let's go then.
Come, look there. Let's go there.
Sorry, I got stuck in traffic.
What is it?
Tell me what the matter is.
Did your father ask you to get an NOC signed from me?
Think before you reply, Munna, and don't you dare lie to me!
Yes, he did tell me.
-He told me, but I found it wrong. -Then why didn't you tell me?
I thought that Munna is an unconventional man.
He doesn't care about money!
He does what he likes and will let me also do what I like.
Of course, I'll let you!
I really like you. You're special to me.
Stand back! You might get shot.
You'll shoot me?
These are just pellets. And I'm not special, Munna.
I'm not special to anybody.
What are you saying? I'm not interest in your land.
Guddan, I love you.
I told this to Dad too.
Do you want him to clarify? Do you?
So, you love me?
Then tell your father right away
to drop the plan for the widowers' home.
He's my dad.
That's how much you love me, Munna.
Thank you.
Guddan...
How much? Take it from him.
Guddan... shoot me, man!
Ladies and gentlemen!
This isn't a game for the weak-hearted.
This is a sport for the brave,
for the die-hards,
for the crazy and the carefree!
And he grabs his neck...
He twists it!
That's a body slam.
He's heading straight to the ICU.
He shattered his hips.
Now a missionary move.
And a now counter!
Wrestler Subodh has won this bout.
A big round of applause!
The next bout you're about to witness
where two lions,
two wrestlers, come to test their strength.
The first wrestler is
the Indian typhoon...
Wrestler Dabbu!
A big round of applause!
The next wrestler coming up to face Dabbu is...
Wrestler Kanta Prasad Tripathi!
A big round of applause!
Brother, I told you...
call me Munna.
-But in your ID-- -Forget about my ID.
Wrestler Munna... say it!
A big round of applause for Wrestler Munna!
Munna, I have a question for you.
You don't look like a wrestler, then what brings you to the ring?
It's for love.
What?
I just want to say that my name is Munna
and I love Guddan very much.
Guddan, wherever you are
I love you, Guddan. I can die for you!
So, Munna is in this ring for love.
I have an advice for you.
Munna...
In love, don't listen to anyone.
Welcome them with a big round of applause!
Munna!
What's going on? He'll get hurt.
-Sister! Sister! -Hey!
How long will this tender flower survive this typhoon?
Love will help me survive.
What's he doing?
Has he gone crazy? This isn't legal!
Look ahead. Why are you looking at me?
Look ahead!
If it was just about a test,
why didn't you give a test for a railway loco pilot's job?
Why did you need to be a romeo?
It was for love, Dad. You won't get it.
How would I?
You just fell from the sky.
-You find this funny? -No. Easy...
Munna.
-Is it hurting a lot? -Yes.
Guddan. Come in.
He likes you a lot.
I like you too.
-Very nice. -Thank you.
Look, dear. I just want to fulfil Kashiram's wish.
But your brothers, those hyenas,
they don't like him at all.
Neither do they like your father.
Nor do they like each other!
I'm their only sister,
so he'll have to survive the test.
-You too, uncle. -Not uncle.
-Call me Dad. -Dad?
Look at life's miracle.
See whom you've found.
I can get into a bout for her.
That's true. No need to be too friendly.
-You can go home now. -Yeah, I'll go.
No, Dad, only one visitor is allowed at a time.
So you...
-Do you want some tea? -No, you can go now. Time's up.
I've had enough tea.
Will you have some?
All right then.
I'll get going...
-But-- -Bye!
Okay, see you.
Man, your dad's very sweet.
-Isn't it? -Yes.
Then marry him because he's single too.
But I'm kinky.
-I want to do it with you. -Do what?
-First night. -Really...
Where else have you been hurt?
-Both the shoulders are injured. -Both?
-I'm your nurse for today. -Really?
Hey, wait...
-Munna! -Sorry. Sorry.
Yes, that's it.
Right there.
How long will this ritual go on?
-For two more days. -Damn it.
Gangaram had called.
You hit him again today?
He was determined to file a police complaint.
I had a tough time convincing him not to.
These mangoes that you're eating so cheerfully,
you won't get to eat them in jail.
Instead, you're beaten to a pulp.
One should act peacefully in life.
Help us establish the widowers' home.
That's my last wish.
I'm not asking for anything more, son.
-Hey, Bandicoot! -Yes?
Is there a ritual to fix my father's brain?
-Yes, there is. -So, as soon as you finish this,
-start with that. -Shishu!
Why don't you eat the mangoes peacefully?
He's not wrong. He's correct.
He has lost his mind.
In front of my eyes,
you gave away all our wealth to charity.
I'm tired of all these rituals, donations and charities.
You didn't even think that you should
leave behind something for your son, support him, but no!
I didn't support you?
If I had supported my father as much as I supported you,
he'd have become an MLA from Allahabad constituency.
You call this support?
Really?
You have distributed more amongst beggars than us, siblings.
-Eat the mango. -Leave me alone! You eat it!
I don't want to.
So many people...
So many people received land from him in donations.
"Here's some land, here's a house."
And his own son lives on rent in Banaras.
Even I live on rent.
That too in a city like Mumbai.
An expensive suburb, Dahisar.
Hey...
Priest, why did you stop the chanting?
Keep it going.
This is my fate.
It's my destiny.
All the sins of this life
will be repented for in the next.
Stop with this drama. I have had enough!
You've always done a lot of charity,
so tell me something, Dad...
at the very least, God won't take your life, right?
-Mahipal... -You've done a lot of charity...
then why this drama?
He doesn't even chant properly...
-Mahipal, why... -Run, Chitrakoot!
-Badke, hey... -Blasphemy!
What a bloody joke!
-You've sinned! Oh, Lord! -Pack your bags, come on.
-My fee... -Pack your bags!
My payment?
Give him his payment.
I won't pay him at all.
Why don't you take some money out of your widowers' home budget?
They can manage to play cricket without floodlights for a few days.
Babloo, call me when we have to carry him to the pyre.
-What are you saying? -What do you mean? I'm right!
He doesn't care about our future. Why should we care about his?
Can I tell you something?
When I got a job in the railways,
I was given two options: Allahabad or Banaras.
I chose Banaras. Do you know why?
Because...
I hated looking at you every day.
If you didn't want to see me, why did you transfer so close by?
Why didn't you go to Guwahati?
Or Kathmandu?
I will, if you continue your charitable ways.
Give everything to Gangaram.
You shouldn't withhold a priest's money, sir.
Please pay me. I have to go home.
-Babloo, pay him. -Yes, as if I have money.
-Can I ask you something? -Sure.
Your dad is so sweet.
Why don't you talk to him?
Tell him to drop the idea for the widowers' home.
He's my father.
He never listens to me.
-Should I talk to him? -No.
I'll talk to him.
I'll do something.
Shall I say something?
A woman is lying close to me for the first time.
Oh, Munna...
you're such a "sister"!
Shut up.
You can keep this.
Is this holy ash?
Will this bring us peace?
No, that won't be possible.
But you'll make a few servings of good fritters.
It's my special spice mix.
Chitrakoot...
if your snacks business doesn't take off,
you can teach physics in my institute.
You have an open offer.
No matter how much you scratch,
I am like a persistent rash.
I know your location now. You are in Allahabad.
LET'S MEET TOMORROW AND DISCUSS
After Badke's outburst, it looks like
both brothers are going to have a huge fight.
Like Kambli had with his career, Kashiram with his hair,
Dettol with germs,
the UP Education Board with English,
and Suzanne with Kejriwal...
I think I ate gourd again.
Hey, Rinki!
Do you want to box?
Can you take these off?
I'm talking about the gloves.