Hey! Have the newspaper guys gone crazy?
They print news that everyone already knows.
Everyone knows that after Sahib Singh's death,
there will be re-elections. What's new about that?
- What will happen after 10 days? - After 10 days?
Pujari Singh will get a landslide victory. Take it from me.
- Do you want to bet? - 5 rupees each?
- Make it 10. - Okay, 10 rupees, it is.
- Long live Pujari Singh! - Long live Pujari Singh!
Pujari, did I not tell you
that I would get you your seat back?
♪ Whoever sees my moves with his own eyes once ♪
♪ walks around with my photo in his pocket.♪
♪ My beauty and my charm steals everyone's heart. ♪
♪ My moves drive millions crazy. ♪
♪ My beauty will set fire to your party. ♪
♪ With a sway of my waist, I can rob all the offices and stations. ♪
♪ My beauty will set fire to your party. ♪
♪ Hey, Jhumki! Come close to me! ♪
♪ Don't just talk, show me your moves! ♪
♪ We're your admirers. Don't tease us! ♪
♪ Hey, Jhumki! ♪
♪ I've left everything behind for you! ♪
♪ - You set the stage on fire! - Oh, really? ♪
♪ Oh, come on! ♪
That motherf**ker is celebrating!
♪ If you hold my hand, ♪
♪ you will be ridiculed by the world! ♪
♪ You will be killed, silly boy, ♪
♪ if I shake my waist in front of you! ♪
♪ It will make for a great legend! ♪
♪ My beauty will set fire to your party. ♪
♪ My moves could rob treasures. ♪
♪ You set the stage on fire! ♪
♪ Like that! ♪
♪ Take it easy! ♪
- What are you doing? - Won't you give it to me?
What?
Love!
Let me go and change.
What will you wear?
What should I wear?
Wear a sari.
Why a sari?
I'll undress you.
I'll see you in the room upstairs!
♪ Whoever sees... ♪
♪ Whoever sees my moves with his own eyes once... ♪
Come close to me...
Don't tease me...
Jhumki! Come close to me...
Jhumki...
Are you here?
Come, Jhumki.
You were the one dancing, but I'm the one who's tired.
What a dancer you are, Jhumki!
Okay. Come on.
Come on.
Will you take charge? Okay. Anyway, I'm tired.
Come on.
At least, take off your veil. Will you keep your face covered?
Vijay Singh...
Hey!
- Should I shoot him? - Have you gone crazy, Chunnu?
We have to take him to Tripurari. Pick him up.
Bring him here!
Motherf**ker...
Hey!
Where have you brought me?
Shut up, you motherf**ker!
Call your boss Waseem Khan.
Why, you moron?
You want to kill Waseem from the shadows just like you kill others?
F**king coward...
You are shit-scared of Waseem!
That is why you always cover your face! Motherf**ker...
I cover my face when I attack.
But I don't kill innocent people by orchestrating riots.
And your damned boss, Waseem Khan...
He uses his religion and kills his enemies for his own selfish gains.
And f**kers like you treat him like a God. You motherf**kers...
- Damn you, motherf**ker... - Shut up!
Which organ do you want to chop off first?
Hey!
- Hey, Tripurari! - Shut up!
- Kill him! - Hey, Tripurari!
- Straighten him. - Motherf**ker!
- Kill him! - No!
You had chopped off my arm, right?
No! No!
- No! - I'll chop off every bit of you!
Motherf**ker!
Hey, what are you doing? Bring it over here.
Put it over here. Yes, drop it.
Call him. What's his name?
Hey, Sushil! Come here.
Yes, sir?
- How long will this road last? - At least 10 years, sir.
Moron!
- Understand one thing. - Yes?
The government is like the golden goose.
You cannot get all the golden eggs in one go.
Dilute the tar.
- Add less gravel. - Yes, sir.
This road should break apart in a year.
Then they will put out a tender for repair.
And who will get the tender?
We will! Okay?
- Do you understand? Go. - Yes, sir.
Hey, dilute the tar!
Boss!
Waseem,
I always thought that nobody could lay a finger on my son Irshad!
Because he was protected by you!
But look what has happened, Waseem!
How did this happen?
Public Works Department, Varanasi
Mr Dinesh Pandit
- Excuse me! - What?
- Where are you going? - We've been waiting for two hours!
Are they watching a dance show in there? Get out of my way, motherf**ker!
Check where he's hiding.
Check.
This f**ker is taking a dump!
Open the door!
Am I not allowed to take a dump?
Who are you people?
We are Vijay Singh's men.
Come on, people from the irrigation department!
- Stop your work! - Hey!
- It's break time! - Who are you?
Sit down!
- Look for it. - Where is the file?
Chunnu, check this stack.
Come on, hurry up! We have to deliver the goods tonight!
Do it properly! Take this off.
Three days ago, 20 people died by drinking counterfeit alcohol in Gorakhpur.
Since then, the administration has become very alert.
What are you saying?
Which administration has become alert?
The one in Gorakhpur, sir.
- Because of counterfeit alcohol? - Yes.
So?
Nothing, I just meant, be careful.
We do everything carefully. Do you not believe me?
- Kishor, pop one open. - Yes, boss.
- I'll drink it in front of you. - No, I was just...
- Did anything happen to me? - No, sir.
What are you doing? Light the fire properly!
Look! It's all cold. Light it properly.
That's not how you do it!
- You handle the rest. Okay? - Okay.
- Hello. - Hello, Pujari.
The trucks haven't reached.
If the trucks don't reach, how can the coal be delivered?
Okay. I'll talk to Waseem.
- Waseem. - Yes, sir?
When will the coal be delivered?
I know there was a little delay this time around.
But I've spoken to Bilal.
By the day after tomorrow, 80 trucks full of coal will reach the market.
Okay.
Waseem, I know what's going on in your mind right now.
But business is important.
You will have time for your revenge.
Wait for a while.
One can only wait for death, sir.
Not for an opportunity.
And honestly, your hollow politics
has started to hurt my self-respect.
Goodbye.
Even if a tiger grows old,
it's not a problem, Pujari.
It's a problem when a tiger stops acting like a tiger.
Mr Thakur, I've come here to find a solution to my problem,
and you are lecturing me.
For such lectures, I visit the sage at Allahabad's Kumbh Mela every six years.
Why are you still working with Waseem?
Pujari, if you want to hold on to your money and power,
you should go to Vijay.
Vijay Singh has already dwarfed Waseem. He pees on Waseem.
Take my advice. Make Vijay Singh an ally.
Why are you laughing?
- Do you think this is funny? - What do you think?
That if the party sidelines Waseem
and aligns with Vijay, everything will be okay?
It doesn't matter what I think!
The party thinks so.
That's what the Chief Minister wants too.
Vijay Singh can give Mani Shankar Tiwari a run for his money.
This guy has guts.
Mr Thakur, now, let me give you some advice.
You have already made the mistake of coming up with this idea.
But now, even by mistake, don't let anyone hear about it.
If Waseem finds out that you are thinking along these lines,
you can't even imagine what he will do to you.
And yes, one more thing before I take your leave.
Convey my message to the CM
that there are 20 flowers in my garden.
Ask him to tell me what to do with them.
Nobody wants to buy raw coal.
Everyone wants refined coal.
What's the point of buying coal from you if we cannot sell it, Waseem?
Everyone calls it hard coke.
It's easy to produce it, but...
But what?
We need a government license to produce hard coke.
We need the environment department's approval and a bunch of other things.
Next time, we'll give you hard coke.
And as far as the government is concerned, don't worry about it.
Just make sure you only buy coal from us.
Do you understand?
- See you, then. - Yes, Waseem.
All arrangements are in place for the trucks to go to Bihar, right?
Yes. All the arrangements have been made at the border.
They are all our men. Don't worry.
- Vijay. - Yes?
Our production was very low today.
Low? Why?
I don't know. The furnace is taking very long to heat up.
The coal is only producing smoke.
There's no fire.
I think that even the coal is counterfeit, like the liquor.
I know a man.
Let us find out.
Hey, Gul. How much do you load up daily?
Why is it so low?
Go and do it properly.
Hey, Ratan Singh.
What have you thought?
What's there to think about?
We will decide the price of hard coke.
Let me know if that is acceptable to you.
Waseem will provide raw coal. We will refine it for you. Okay?
Very good, my man!
As***le, do you know who you're talking to?
You think you can decide the rate, motherf**ker?
Hey!
Hey, you, born of an accidental pregnancy,
we'll decide the rate of hard coke.
Go and tell your boss.
And this f**king army of cowards that you've assembled...
First, teach them how to get their d*cks up.
Get lost, as***le!
Get lost! What are you looking at?
Can coal be counterfeit too?
No, it can't be.
If it's not counterfeit, why does your coal not burn?
Why does it produce so much smoke?
It produces smoke because it's raw coal.
- Raw coal? - Yes.
What is raw coal, uncle? Explain it to me in detail.
Coal extracted straight out of a mine is raw.
Look, there are different types of coal.
Each type has its own speciality.
And based on its speciality, the rate of coal is decided.
Raw coal is baked in a furnace and turned into hard coke.
There's a special price for that.
Trucks are needed to transport coal.
Not one or two but hundreds of trucks.
There's a separate truck business for that.
Coal is stolen from these trucks
by inflating the weight.
This happens at the truck weighing scales.
Today's rate is Rs 700.
- How much? - Rs 700.
Today's rate is Rs 700. That's final!
All this business is carried out in cash.
So much money that it needs to be carried in sacks.
Who is the big boss in this business?
The big bosses in this business are Waseem Khan
and Pujari Singh.
Hey, as***le.
Isn't your a** scared of Waseem Khan these days?
You're talking too much, these days.
- Well? - That's not true, boss.
He doesn't want to buy wet coal.
He doesn't want to buy wet coal?
So, ask him to take off his pants
and put his a** on the coal.
The coal will dry on its own.
- And tell the a***le one more thing. - Yes?
He won't be able to buy coal from anyone else except me.
- Yes, boss. - Motherf**ker...
What's your name?
Pandey.
Sanki Pandey.
Have you lost your mind?
Don't waste my time. Go!
Come on, get back to work.
Don't fool around!
Hey!
Put all this coal in the furnace. Come on!
- Hey! Where are you going? - To take a leak!
Damn you! Stay here!
Your a** can't stay in one place!
Pee, poop, do everything here!
Lazy bastard!
Hey! What are you doing, motherf**ker?
You asked me to pee here. So, I am!
Get lost, you f**ker!
- Shove your workmanship up your a**! - Damn you, as***le!
F**king lunatic!
Sir, I'm really worried.
My husband hasn't been home in the last two days.
Please tell me. What do I do?
I don't know what to do.
I don't know where my husband has disappeared.
Stop all the work! Gather everyone!
Bring them to me.
Hey, as***le! Stop the work!
Stop it!
Starting today,
Vijay Singh will decide the rate of coal at this coal market.
From today onwards, you will only do business with Vijay Singh.
After today, if any one of you does business with Waseem,
I'll break his bones, grind them
and sell them with all this coal!
Be it raw or refined,
all coal belongs to Vijay Singh.
See what to do about the hard coke.
I don't want to hear about it again.
Boss, Vijay's men have come to seize the coal market.
Motherf**ker! I'll kill him today!
Let's go!
Now, Vijay Singh has set his eyes on coal too!
Remember one thing, Waseem.
I had given you these contracts
because you used to be as terrifying as Vijay Singh is today!
Will you kill Vijay for me?