[Punjabi song playing]
Hey, stop, stop!
Roll it down.
Just drop me ahead. The station is two kilometres ahead.
Open the back door.
Ah!
Roll down this window.
Hey, Jitendar.
-Yes, sir! -Put the vegetable crate in the boot.
Okay, sir.
Just open the boot.
Hey! Hey, Jiten! Catch him, catch him!
Catch him!
-Sir, I haven't done anything. -Hold him!
Come on, show what is inside the boot.
Come on, out.
-Open the boot! -Open the boot, come on.
Show what's inside the boot.
Jitendar, remove the blanket.
[in Igbo] We need to do this officially,
or I will lose my job.
The tender has to be opened officially.
Otherwise, he might lose his job
or probably go to jail if this information comes out.
Where did this tender come from?
Make these dumbasses understand.
Let's make life easy.
-Hello. -Hey, Vicky.
Yes, tell me.
Yesterday I hit the jackpot.
I met Shabnam yesterday.
Where did you find her?
She was swaying at Dolly D'Cunha's party.
She had worn a saree, dude!
Saree
Filled with droplets tiny
I am a magical fairy
-What did she say? -She seemed quite desperate.
She wants the Film Annual Award.
She will do anything for it.
Let's get her the Film Annual Award.
Will one suffice?
You ass, you get only one per year.
Then I will get her the best one.
-Okay, okay. Bye. -Okay.
Forget about that tender.
Look at this. Tender, tenderer, tenderest.
She is Shabnam Saxena.
Famous Bollywood heroine. You want to sleep with her?
[murmurs in Igbo]
Hey, let it be.
The language of lust is common everywhere.
This fucker understands everything.
-[murmurs in Igbo] -You want to sleep with her?
-Deal. -Deal?
Deal.
She... clean?
She very clean.
She Bollywood actress, brother.
They all very, very, very clean.
-Welcome, ma'am. -Thank you.
This way, please.
Ma'am, I don't miss any of your films.
No matter how the film is, your performance is always number 1.
Your looks, your performance...
I mean, it is always a class apart.
Ma'am, ma'am, Ms. Shabnam, one selfie.
No, no, no. Maybe later, please.
Thank you, I will manage.
-Thank you. -Ma'am!
-Hi. -Hi.
Vicky?
Shabnam.
This is my special suite.
It's booked throughout the year.
Thank you for the flowers.
I love flowers.
-Your Film Annual Award-- -Cheers!
Cheers.
I have fixed your Film Annual Award.
You know, filmmakers of that type...
take any of their upcoming films,
you will surely get the award.
You don't have any idea, do you, how our film industry works?
Who wants to know?
-Why this hatred? -No, no.
I don't hate it.
I am just not interested.
Oh!
I, too, am from that industry,
but you are taking an interest in me.
There.
There is the wordplay that your industry people do.
That's what I really hate.
They all live under an illusion.
So, what is the problem with that?
In illusion, there's reality.
And, in reality, there are illusions.
Wear it.
Wear the gown.
-What? -What "what"?
Huh? What kind of a body have you got?
Don't you go to the gym?
Everyone is taking proteins, following a diet--
Vicky!
-Who are you calling, Vicky? -Yes, Vicky.
-Hey, just a minute. Brother... -Yes?
-When you met this Shabnam... -Yes?
-...were you high? -No, dude.
No such thing happened. Why would you say that?
She is sagging from head to toe. It's just hanging!
-Just hear me out-- -Why should I listen to you, dude?
You made me work so hard for her?
-And listen... -Yes.
Work something else out
and send me some options when you are in your senses.
Okay, done.
-Behave yourself, Vicky. -What "behave yourself"?
Huh?
Hey, wait. Vicky!
-Hey, just a minute, wait. -Vicky, what are you...
Hey, Abebe!
-Vicky! -Come in, come in.
Meet Shabnam.
-Shabnam, Abebe. -I'm not a whore!
I had come here for you.
I'm not a fucking whore, I'm not a whore!
You're offended.
You please sit. I'll see.
Baby?
Forget about me. This Nigerian official who has come
He's a very big man.
He will make you the ambassador of his country. Do it with him.
I'd rather die, but I won't do this.
You will be able to do it. Why not? I have complete faith in you.
Okay, come have a drink or two.
Snort a line or two. You will be fine.
You do it in your films too.
Imagine it's a role and do it. Come.
Baby?
Come on
Uh... she's getting ready.
Oh, ready?
You know women, no?
Hey! Where are you going?
Ah!
Motherfucking pimp! Let me go!
Let me go! Bastard!
-Hey... -Hey, let me go!
I will jump from here.
I'll really jump from here. I'm telling you.
Go ahead, jump!
-Bloody asshole! -Jump!
Everyone, listen. Vicky Rai is a fucking pimp!
-Got scared? Just jump! -Fucking pimp!
-Get lost, bitch! -Bloody asshole!
-Get lost! -Ah-ah!
"I will jump, I will jump."
Got scared, bitch!
I'll show you a good time now. You come with me.
Man, you're my fucking brother!
I will show you... Give, give.
Now you don't need to...
No translation, huh? Now you understand everything.
Now you don't need a translator.
Come in, my friend.
Abebe, my friend.
This is my humble home.
Come!
Today, I will show you... real heaven.
-Hmm? -Hmm.
Nice!
Sir, sir!
Sir, wake up!
Wake up, sir!
Get up, sir. Come quickly.
Moolchand, close the outside door.
No one should get inside.
The mining projects, which are greenlit in Africa,
have been highlighted.
Which means
that the company is back in the green.
It'll get released by next week.
What about the interviews?
All are lined up.
If any asshole reporter mentions the name of Shabnam Saxena...
then you've had it.
My mood is not okay, Sharad. I'm telling you.
Questions have been raised in the Legislative Assembly.
Answers are being demanded from Dad.
He's called four times since morning.
Trust me, Vicky, the entire IT team
is working on this. Everything is lined up.
Vicky sir, the police have arrived and they are asking for you.
Your car has been intercepted at the border with two dead bodies.
Come to the station.
Catch the driver. Why are you here?
The car is registered in your name.
Was I there? I wasn't, right?
-Hey, come on! -Listen, what are you doing?
Mr. Tyagi, you haven't informed the media, right?
Listen, Mr. Tyagi
Vicky, Vicky, don't worry.
I'm right behind you. No one can touch you.
Don't open your mouth there,
-and don't talk to anyone -Call Dad.
-I'll do it...
And now, a big breaking news!
This morning,
in connection with the two minor girls' corpses found near border,
the Delhi police have caught Vicky Rai,
the Chairman of Rai Industries
and the son of Chhattisgarh's Home Minister.
He has been arrested from his Delhi farmhouse.
Let us connect with our correspondent.
And these live visuals are from Chhatarpur.
The Delhi police have arrived here in full force to arrest Vicky Rai.
And now they are taking him with them.
Clearly, this was planned carefully
so that the Delhi police doesn't falter
and that no one escapes.
It clearly shows whatever happened at the Delhi border...
Greetings! Welcome to all of you.
The issue we will discuss today is about Vicky Rai.
After all, who is this Vicky Rai?
And what are Vicky Rai's misdeeds?
This matter has been going on for three years now.
Vicky Rai has appealed in the Supreme Court.
And the day after tomorrow,
judgement will be passed on his last attempt.
There is a blogger who is very popular.
Many people like him.
And there are many who don't like him at all.
His name is Mr. Nagrik.
No one knows his true identity,
because he hides his face.
But, in the case of Vicky Rai, for the last three years,
he has been giving his views.
We even have a video sent by him,
which we want to show to all of you.
Vicky Rai is a threat to society...
because he has shamelessly and cruelly
been mocking this system and society.
Now what the court will decide is difficult to say.
But in the eyes of this nation,
Vicky Rai is a criminal and always will be!
Mr. Jalan, you have been working with Vicky Rai for so many years.
You are his advisor. What are your views on this?
The biopic of Vicky that you just showed,
what does it say?
A young man
who is enjoying life with his own money.
Is that a crime?
Vicky Rai
is a successful businessman.
I manage his business.
If anyone tries to spoil his image... Hey!
What is going on?
-Just stop him! -How dare you?
This is a live show!
This situation you and your son are stuck in...
is very complicated.
Yes.
After this next attempt,
all doors will be closed.
Yes.
You are lucky...
that this incident happened in my state
and the police is also ours,
so I can at least try.
Yes. Absolutely, sir.
If the incident would have happened in your state,
then would your CM...
have helped you out?
You are not even in charge of any ministry now.
Maybe he wouldn't have helped.
Everything else good?
Yes, everything is fine, sir.
-Get him to speak to me. -Yes.
-Jai Hind, sir. -Jai Hind, Mr. Commissioner.
How are you?
All fine with your blessings, sir.
Please remove what you've worn on
-your ears... -What?
Those headphones, remove them.
Now you will have to say.
Saying "yes, yes" will not be enough.
So, when you respond,
then Jagannath will guess my questions anyway.
-Is there anyone else in the room? -Yes, Jagannath's man.
Send him out.
Prithvi...
Yes, sir. Now there's no one in the room.
Mr. Commissioner, you...
must have understood the situation...
and why I have to talk to you.
Yes.
But it will be very difficult, sir.
You know
the public is following this case.
It's been going on for the last three years.
Public opinion is also very much against his son.
You seem very concerned with the public.
What does the evidence say?
All the evidence is against his son!
The High Court has accepted his son's involvement.
The Supreme Court won't overturn this ruling.
Fresh evidence?
-Fresh evidence? -You can get it done.
Sir...
you're familiar with my career.
It will get stained.
Not a stain.
Controversy.
A controversy will erupt.
Your biography too
will get an additional controversy. And secondly...
should your biography be written?
Everything else good?
Yes. Everything is fine.
Goodbye.
I will give you Rs. 200 crore.
Okay.
But there are four investigating officers.
How will I convince them?
Prithvi, come in.
Tell sir about those four officers.
Yes.
We've spoken to all four officers.
DCP Dharmesh Kumar, Avadhesh Singh, Gopal Meena, they've all agreed.
We'll have to give them Rs. 10 crore each.
The rest of the plan has been explained to them.
And Sudha Bharadwaj?
She wants just Rs. 5 crore.
Meaning...
35 out of 200 gone...
which leaves Rs. 165 crore.
Delhi police had stopped a car with number DL 36 S 6666
at a regular blockade.
When the car was searched,
the bodies of two girls were found in the boot.
Both were 15-year-old minor girls.
Both were from Sonipat's Harmony Young Women's hostel.
And the car was registered in the name of Vicky Rai.
The driver and helper, who were nabbed from the car,
testified that they received the orders from Vicky Rai
to dispose of the girls' bodies.
This is mentioned in the High Court's decision,
and it has been proved
that Vicky Rai has been found guilty.
There is no direct link of Vicky Rai to the case
other than the car.
I would like to bring to your notice
an important piece of evidence
which was not presented in the High Court.
The car's owner is Mr. Lamba
from whose house,
two days prior to the incident, this car was stolen.
On 3rd November 2018,
exactly two days before the blockade incident.
Now, who is this Mr. Lamba?
Mr. Lamba, your honour,
had purchased this car from my client, Mr. Vicky Rai,
on 4th October 2018.
But due to a delay in the registration,
we could not present it as evidence in court.
Both counsel, please approach the bench.
What is this going on in here?
How can this be allowed to happen at this stage?
No! It cannot happen at this stage.
This will be a mockery of all of us.
If you're healthy, you're happy.
Indulge your desires and practise yoga.
Only then will our lives be beautiful.
Our families will be content.
It is our humble request, brothers and sisters,
if we stay away from illiteracy, intoxication
and all other vices.
It is only then that our lives will be meaningful.
We should avoid drugs...
-Greetings! -Salutations, Guruji.
Thanks to your blessings, Vicky has been released.
You must be feeling relieved now.
Yes.
I will be there to serve you shortly, sir.
And when you come, I will show you a special thing.
Yes!
Okay, listen.
I had some work for you.
The place where my medicines are manufactured
was raided.
-What? -Nothing will happen...
but just make a call to the CM.
Yes, yes, surely.
Sir, the police has come.
How did police enter the ashram? What were you doing?
-I don't know, Guruji. -You'll didn't get any information?
Where is the idol? Where is the idol?
You people look after it.
Come! Come!
Vicky sir.
Sir, please.
Sir, my question is for Vicky Rai.
I've heard that the police were pressurised to present a weak case.
Look, we need to respect the judgement passed
by the highest court.
And it's clearly written in the order
that Vicky Rai had nothing to do with this murder.
For this reason,
no further questions on this.
Sir, if I may...
Yes, Mr. Deshmukh.
It's nothing, sir. I just have a simple query.
Now that Vicky Rai has been acquitted,
we can see you are happy too.
Now my question is, is this happiness going to increase?
I mean, is Vicky Rai thinking of getting married?
I don't think I can answer this question.
What do you think?
A person like Vicky Rai...
would anyone want to marry him?
What sort of a question is this?
Now, will you be disrespectful?
Sir, my question may be twisted,
but I have asked it with the utmost respect.
-Listen... -Yes.
-We are just getting there. -Okay, sir.
-There shouldn't be a big crowd. -Okay, sir.
Hello! Everyone, listen. I will count till three.
Lower all the black flags
and move aside. One...
two...
Down, down Vicky Rai! Down, down Vicky Rai!
Okay, that's enough.
Can't see Ritu around.
She is getting ready. She must be on her way here.
Hmm.
Sir, the journalists are waiting for photographs.
Make arrangements at the gazebo for everyone.
What are you doing here? Why didn't you come downstairs?
I can't do it.
He is your brother.
He is my father's first wife's son.
Ritu...
You all gave him a welcome, didn't you?
Come on. Please.
Don't increase my worries, please.
Hey, I will meet everyone. I have just come back.
Yeah, okay. Yeah, I'll meet the minister too.
All right, thank you. Okay, okay.
Today, she has made pudding for everyone.
Pudding?
Ritu, you look really good.
This colour really suits you.
I'm sorry I was freed from this case.
-Sorry? Tell the world "sorry." -Go over there.
Everyone wanted...
you to be punished.
I know! Sorry, world.
You lost.
Brother, everyone is waiting.
Yeah, come on.
You're looking quite grown up.
Mother, please come.
Prithvi!
Come on.
Mr. Khanuja, hello!
-Dad... -Huh?
Jugal, see to them.
Three years ago, I was arrested on 23rd November.
Hey! Stop it! Stop it!
This 23rd November, in 15 days, I'm thinking of...
throwing a big party.
We will call everyone.
This case should get full closure.
Where?
Here?
Who will come here, to Raipur?
I was thinking of the Delhi farmhouse.
You mean the same place where the scandal happened?
Okay.
-Okay. -Throw a party.
-Just a minute, sir. Come. -Yes, coming.
It's ridiculous! How can you set...
How can you let a man like him go scot-free?
I wish someone had shot him outside the court.
The fucked-face!
Shabnam, try to understand.
Let the movie get made, get released, then watch!
Everyone will realise what sort of creature this Vicky Rai really is.
Screw the film story, Debu.
The film will get made.
It'll be a spectacle, it'll be a hit or a flop,
but that animal Vicky Rai will roam free, right?
Shabnam!
Don't get hyper.
Hyper?
I'm going to spew fire everywhere.
I'm going for that interview.
And you see what I say about Vicky Rai, the bastard!
Okay, then.
Give the interview.
Till then, I'll make some changes in the script. Okay?
No, no, no, no.
You won't believe who has called.
I won't let him live a hundred years.
I'll call you in a bit.
Hi, Shabnam.
I was wondering
if I should listen to your abuses first
or say what I have to say.
Say fast!
I know you were praying for my conviction.
I don't have time for useless talk, Vicky.
I called to apologise.
The flowers and the goodie bags that are at your place,
I have sent them.
There's a handwritten invitation in there, too.
-What? -An invite for my party.
I wanted to call people close to me, so...
How dare you?
-Oh, God! -Okay, okay.
Let's do one thing.
First, you can abuse me wholeheartedly.
After that, I'll speak.
What kind of person are you, Vicky?
My, my, my! What do you even mean?
You are a reference point for creepiness.
If anyone types "creep" online, your name should come up.
I beg you to forgive me. I've realised my mistakes.
That's why I've invited everyone who has ever crossed paths with me.
The party is on the 23rd of November at my farmhouse.
Please come.
-I'm busy on the 23rd. -I know.
You are going to spew fire about me on TV, right?
That's why I decided to host the party on that day.
Cancel that interview.
Come and party with me. We'll enjoy.
Okay...
so now you're threatening me.
No, no, no. I'm not threatening. I'm begging you.
Listen, you motherfucker.
You may have bribed the courts, which everyone knows.
But I will go door-to-door, distributing pamphlets on you,
you Vicky "the creep" Rai!
I will push hard
so that your case be put up for revision.
I will.
Fuck!
Just answer with a yes or no.
-Are you at home? -Yes.
-Is Dad with you? -Yes.
-Can you step away from there? -Yes.
-So move. -Cut the call!
-Yeah. -You know, Shabnam Saxena...
-Yeah. -Talk normally now.
Yes, tell me.
What about Shabnam Saxena?
She has a sister
who stays with their family in Jodhpur.
Get her into an accident.
And listen... don't kill her.
Why don't we just break Shabnam's bones?
Don't do anything directly. The suspicion will fall on us.
She mustn't get to that TV interview, that's it.
She should be at the hospital, taking care of her sister.
-Tell me the specific date. -23rd November.
Her interview is on the day of my party.
-This should happen the day before. -It will be done.
SON OF CHHATTISGARH'S HOME MINISTER, VICKY RAI,
HAD MISBEHAVED WITH ACTOR SHABNAM SAXENA
Free at last, Vicky Rai is all set to throw a grand party.
Munna? Where to?
I'll be back shortly.
So, did you get it?
Those little kids...
I am an actress. I have a fan following.
I don't need any publicity stunts.
Yeah, speak.
Do you know where Prithvi is?
What happened?
He is coming to the party, right?
No, it's nothing. I will find out.
Three years ago,
the incident that happened at the Kellerman's Hotel...
Vicky Rai had hit me.
Today I'm going to tell you what happened that day.
Vicky and I were dating.
Not for long, maybe for a month or so.
I was in Delhi. I was shooting for a film.
I went to meet him at the hotel.
There...
that dirty fellow had...
Sorry, sorry.
Did you enjoy seeing your name get slandered on TV?
What are doing out of your room? Get inside.
Don't be seen here before the party.
You know, it's a good thing.
All the filth that's in this family,
everyone is realising that now.
You will all die in hell.
You will rot, Vikram Rai!
Send those photographers.
Vicky Rai, who has been acquitted by the court
is throwing a party today to celebrate his freedom.
And here we have Mr. Mohan Kumar,
who's popularly known as Gandhi Baba.
Mr. Mohan Kumar, how come you're here at this party?
You see, I only...
want to meet and mingle with people.
What more can I expect?
This is the most talked-about party in Delhi
where politicians are hobnobbing with film stars.
And look, Shabnam Saxena has also arrived
who just made headlines today
by giving an interview against Vicky Rai.
By coming to this party, maybe she is trying to say something else.
This is that Shabnam Saxena
whom Vicky Rai had kicked
three years ago in Delhi's Kellerman's Hotel.
Hey, Larry Page!
America! Yeah, Dallas Cowboys!
[singing in French] ♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my love, girl ♪
♪ You are my love You are mine ♪
♪ Come on Do you want to come? Yes? ♪
♪ The sun is so clear ♪
♪ Your eyes are so beautiful ♪
♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my love, girl ♪
♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my love, girl ♪
♪ You are my love ♪
Such a long time!
Excuse me, ma'am. Vicky sir is calling you.
-What? -Vicky sir is calling you.
Please.
Five minutes. I'm really sorry. I'll come back.
-I'll see you. -Yes!
He was dancing with a girl for three hours.
Then he realised that she isn't a girl.
What a piece of work you are.
You abuse me on TV during the day.
In the evening, stand and smile with everyone at my party...
having your photos taken.
What lies you tell.
You said we were dating each other.
I am an actress, Vicky.
It's just a sweet confusion I've created
to stay in the news.
And I'll forward you my interview clipping.
You can wake up every morning and watch it with your tea.
I've seen it. I watched your interview.
Entirely.
I can see it's had an effect.
Or else, by now, you would have started kicking me.
Have you had any surgery since the last time we met?
You are looking young.
I spit on your photograph four times every day.
It gives me peace of mind.
That's why my face always glows.
You want that I...
should hit you again, with my shoes...
so that you appear helpless and I a villain again.
Stay away from me.
Shabs.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We have gathered here today to celebrate
a very special occasion
for a very special man, who stands here,
against all odds, celebrating his life
in a large, extra-large style.
Let's hear it
for the man of the moment, Mr. Vicky Rai!
-All for you. -Thanks.
Hi, everyone.
In everyone's life...
there comes a time when,
due to some incident,
his self-esteem is hurt
and he is completely broken.
If it weren't for your love today,
I, too, would have been lying around somewhere, completely shattered.
But today is a new day.
A new beginning for me.
And I'm bringing this in...
with all you people.
Thank you for coming!
You got this?
This is like crazy, dude. What is this?
It's not my birthday.
And all you could find was this prison? Jail? Okay.
Whoo!
Okay, okay, okay. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
For my friend, yeah...