Coming.
What's this?
Move.
Whom did you kill? Are you even human?
A man does whatever it takes to survive. Get lost!
Are you going to make us pay for your sins?
I'm going to the police this time.
Hey!
The police?
I'll kill you!
Won't my hand ever be reattached again, Peddanna?
Of course it will. It will reattach. After you've recovered a bit,
I'll take you to a leading hospital in Madras for surgery. Okay?
I tell you to stay home and study, you sneak out and fool around in the village.
See what's happened now.
That's why you should listen to your elders.
Will you listen?
Okay, okay. Who even listens to elders these days?
How is he feeling now, dear?
Yeah, he's good.
It'll take still four more days for him to recover properly.
He cannot keep his wife happy at home,
yet for street disputes, protests, and police stations,
he is always on his toes.
Hey, man! Where are you going?
The rice is almost ready. Wait a little, eat, and then head out.
Where would I go? Your father seems to have arrived hungry. Serve him a meal.
His sense of dignity is in no way lacking, as if he comes from a royal family.
Why are you bothered when I, his wife, am not.
Go and take care of your wife properly.
Damn it! You never change.
Sir!
Please sign the Mango Grove document, sir. Pen.
Okay, fine.
I'll take your leave, sir.
- Greetings, Mr. Varma. - Lawyer.
You please go out.
It looks like your celebrations have just begun.
Have I come at the wrong time, sir?
Though you came to me at the time of my marriage, it was well-timed.
Want a Calcutta paan that turns your lips a vivid crimson?
I'm on duty, you know. I don't chew paan.
Okay. And besides, I'm a lawyer.
Whether it's paan or a case, I handle it at the right time.
Naidu seems to have great foresight.
So he's strategically planning to make me his son-in-law.
Your father-in-law is not only a visionary,
but also has quite a backstory.
That's why he's even taking this enemy into his fold.
It's about time. Stop the flirting and fooling around...
go and get married.
Then it's not just Bharathi, you'll command all of Isakapatnam.
Anyhow, I'll become a husband, lawyer.
Celebrations, that's my thing.
You don't have that luck. Close the door and leave.
Okay. I'll take your leave.
That's right. There she is, Bharathi.
Dear! Wishing you a blessed married life.
Please, sit.
Sekhar.
Mr. Chakrapani, keep these cheques with you.
For any future NGO needs, just call me.
What's all this for? You've already done so much.
Come on, take it.
Even with our own people around, life doesn't turn out the way we like.
That's why I'm giving you this, in case things go south.
Thank you, dear!
Mr. Chakrapani, shall we get going?
Bharathi isn't your NGO person now, but the bride.
- Yes, that's true. - Come on.
- Bye. - Okay.
- Okay, bye. - Okay.
Bharathi...
I have no control over this marriage.
- Don't get me wrong. Please. - Sekhar, please.
I don't need your sympathy.
We grew up together, and we shared our dreams,
and with that closeness, I'm asking you to help the NGO.
- Can you do it? - I will.
But I don't see what we gain from this NGO anymore.
Try to understand my thoughts, Sekhar. The rest will become clear on its own.
Awesome.
- Naidu! - Yes.
The wedding isn't yours, Naidu, it's your daughter's.
Don't look so young. Or they might think the groom is old.
A marriage maybe anyone's, but people come to see Naidu, Kottayya.
That's right, indeed.
Naidu, we still haven't found Pothana.
We've filed the case in the name of Pratap Varma.
Our men and the police have been searching since this morning. Still no trace of him.
How do we catch small fish in a pond?
How? We bait the hook and cast it into the pond.
You and Sekhar go to the community hall now,
call everyone, and announce the list of corporators.
- Now? - Yes, now.
If we act now, the bait will lure the fish onto the hook.
Okay then, Naidu. I'll go.
Leave like a king in these silk clothes,
handle politics, come back to the wedding altar on time.
Before Pratap Varma ties the knot,
the Burma Camp will once again come to know who we are.
How's it outside?
In a past life, you and Naidu must've been born
like tightly bonded stray dogs,
inseparable even in this life.
It was sheer luck we got the tip early and came here to take cover.
Naidu's men are searching for you like hunting dogs.
This Naidu can't be trusted.
Let's escape tonight
and cross the shore before his wedding concludes.
Why are you running scared when we've got your back?
If they lay a finger on you,
heads will roll, and no one will be able to tell if they're fish or men.
Damn it! That gas leak has totally knocked us flat.
Whoever caused that leak, we need to cut him down first.
Why the delay? Get started.
Two sitting corporators haven't arrived yet, Dad. I'm waiting for them.
It doesn't matter,
had they cared about their seats, they would've come when called.
Why should we value people like that? You carry on.
There's a wedding at Naidu's house, so why all these announcements now?
This is Mr. Naidu's wedding gift to you.
Shut up and check whether your name is on the list.
You continue.
Mr. Naidu has finalized
the corporator candidates for the upcoming municipal elections.
If any sitting corporators face police cases,
Mr. Naidu said their seats will go to women in their families.
Bala Yesu, Subbanna, Nagesh,
Narasaiah, Koteshu, Srinivas, Venkat, Bujji,
Kasimkota Jaggu.
So, you all heard it. Is everyone happy?
This is Naidu's decision.
He has firmly said there will be no changes or additions to this.
And the ward allocations will be announced next week.
Now let's all go together to the wedding feast. Come on.
I'll never forget your help.
I've made it through this time.
If there's any trouble against Naidu in Kobbarithota again,
he won't spare you. Be careful.
My sweetheart.
Grandma, why are you sobbing like a child?
What's this?
I couldn't be of any help to you either.
- Forgive me, dear. - Grandma.
I was wrong to marry off your precious mother to this wretch.
No matter how you move ahead,
don't forget your father's bloodstained path, my dear.
Never forget it.
Unlike your mother,
take my strength and live bravely, my dear. Be brave.
Soori, you stay with her and take Bharathi to the altar.
- Hey, Veerraju, how are you? - I'm good, sir.
You came alone, where's Thangavelu?
He's in Calcutta for a meeting with Chatterjee. He'll come next time.
- This is MLA Diwakaram. He's one of ours. - Hello!
Let me introduce my son-in-law.
You said you'd handle my commission if someone new came in.
- This is Veerraju. Kokanada port leader. - Hello.
Our men weren't allotted a ticket. He purposefully kept us out.
Why're you still thinking? Don't you get it yet?
He tied us up like dogs at their doorstep, helpless.
My concern isn't that our people didn't get tickets.
With a wedding at home, why did he announce the corporators' list now?
Sir.
- What? - Sir, we've found Pothana.
Brother, we have only one option. Let's revolt.
Damn it. That Naidu, Kottayya, Pratap Varma,
and MLA Diwakaram. Let's wipe them all out in one strike.
Why the long face at the altar? Come, let's go.
Come on.
It's over, man. Everything's over. Shit, damn this life.
We loved each other.
But what's the point now?
Hey, Raju, sit down. I'll tell you a story.
There was a princess, Miss Bharathi, from a noble family,
and a cheap rogue...
Soori.
Every day, that young princess went off to college in a car.
Even the driver of the car was also this cheap rogue.
The princess fell for him, ignoring his status.
But what's the use?
A rich vassal king from the neighboring kingdom
came and abducted your princess like a hawk.
Is that it? You've already told me this ten times.
Hey, you're listening to the story, but you're not understanding its moral.
You know the moral of the story?
So much is going on here, and this fellow, Soori, is still around.
And he couldn't do anything.
That's not moral, that's your incompetence.
Bro, that's what I'm saying to you.
To win love in our hearts,
the shirt pocket over the heart
must hold more money than love itself.
Money must outweigh love. You should have money.
Love must be surpassed... by money, only money.
- Come on. Money is a must. - Where to, man?
- Hey. - Come on.
- Where are you taking me? - I'll tell you. Come.
Hey, Peddanna, come out.
You said my brother wouldn't get the corporator seat, but he did. Come out.
What are you doing inside? Come out!
Let them think whatever they want.
If you step outside,
I'll go inside, douse myself in kerosene, and set myself on fire!
Hey, come outside! Come on!
- Step outside, Peddanna. - Hey, come, Peddanna.
Hey, Peddanna,
are you scared to come out, or should we assume your wife's a widow already?
Hey, come, fall at my brother's feet. It's all free for you.
Peddanna, you need to come out.
Here, drink this. Don't worry about anything.
Drink it and let your anger out.
- Peddanna, come out. - Peddanna, come out.
Peddanna, come out.
- Come out, come out! - Peddanna, come out!
BURMA CAMP
Hey, listen, everyone.
Mr. Naidu has sent wedding food. All of you come and share it.
Seriously, wedding food?
Who the hell wants that wedding food?
Let's go, everyone. Who cares about wedding food?
- Who are all these people? - The princesses.
They're all princesses meant for us. This is all your kingdom.
- Hunt as you like here. Come on. - Hey, no man. No.
- King, queen, kingdom, so it goes. - Hey, wait.
- Get into that bed, and you'll get it all. - Go.
- You're not coming into the street. Come. - Come on.
Raju told me everything.
- Your lover's name is Bharathi. - Bharathi.
I'll give all this up after I get married.
Hey!
- Let's go. - Hey, you go. What happened?
Raju, this isn't about physical desire.
It's about easing the fire in my heart.
I get it, man. I get it.
Then, let your vassal king be...
Hey, I heard no one accepted the wedding food sent to the camp.
Isn't everyone happy?
Is this out of sympathy for Pothana, or anger aimed at Naidu?
Kottayya, why're you scaring Mosis?
Talk to people a little more kindly.
When I set foot in Isakapatnam looking for work,
Mosis was the first to give me a job.
Take those cigarettes and give it to my brother. That's your job for today.
Kottayya, he's a very good man.
But being with Pothana is ruining him.
We must do something for him.
We'll do it.
I'm the one who had Pratap Varma's car bombed.
I cooked up the whole story to frame Pothana.
I took Pothana's supporters off the corporator list,
passed the info to him, and got him arrested by the police.
You're the third person on this earth to know so many of these truths.
After learning so many truths, survival becomes hard. He might die.
If everyone stays away from work at the port tomorrow, citing Pothana's arrest,
he will surely die, as you said.
Sir! Please give me some time.
I'll make everyone in the port work for you.
- Go. - Sir, I bow to you.
You really know how to talk to people with kindness, Naidu.
I need to tell you something.
I loved someone.
Let me go!
I don't go back to the same girl twice.
Since you're Naidu's daughter, I'll do it a couple more times.
Bear with me.
Hello?
Hey!