[Mr Singh]: I want you to become a collector.
[Vijay]: Father, I'll surely fulfil your dream.
(sound of knife rotating inside the body) (intense music playing)
(explosion booms)
(gunshot)
[Man 1]: Motherf**ker!
(gunshots) (sound of bullet hitting the body)
(A goon screams) (sound of shovel hitting the head)
[Inspector 1(M)]: Do you know whose men Gulli and Pacho were?
His name is Waseem!
[Bechan]: We'll take our revenge. We'll take it for damn sure!
[Kante]: The Excise Department tender, like every time,
will be allotted to Waseem again.
[Man 2]: Do you even know who Waseem Bhai is?
[Vijay]: And do you know who I am?
[Man 2]: Go ahead. Tell me who you are. [Vijay]: Vijay Singh.
[Pujari]: Vijay Singh has got the contracts for alcohol distilleries,
which means... We are weak!
[Minister 1(M)]: And in Ghazipur, only you have the balls to defeat Pujari Singh.
And you have Vijay Singh's support.
(drums beating) (crowd cheers)
(crowd chanting) (intense music playing)
[Man 2]: Take a bullet!
If you don't vote for Pujari Singh...
[Man 4]: Sahib Singh has defeated his closest rival Pujari Singh
by 30,000 votes.
[Man 5]: Long live our leader! [Students]: Long live our leader!
[Pujari]: I want my seat back. (cries)
[Waseem]: I will help you get your seat back.
(aggressive religious chanting)
[Man 6]: Tripurari! Hey!
(gunshot)
(fire crackling)
(gunshot) (fire crackling)
[Bechan]: Starting today, Vijay Singh will decide
the rate of coal at this coal market.
[Katta]: Boss, Vijay's men have come to seize the coal market.
[Waseem]: Motherf**ker! I'll kill him today!
(gunshots)
[Pujari]: Now, Vijay Singh has set his eyes on coal too!
I had given you these contracts
because you used to be as terrifying as Vijay Singh is today!
I think we can solve this Vijay problem, not with violence,
but with politics.
[Waseem]: You deal with him with your politics,
and I'll weed him out with my brand of violence.
Will you kill Vijay for me?
(explosion booms)
(people shouting)
[Sanki]: Hey! (gunshot)
[Sanki]: Stop, you rascal!
Today, I'm going to f**k you up...
[Tripurari]: His name is Sanki.
He used to work as a broker at the coal market.
Now, he's Waseem's right-hand man.
[Seema]: Have you never seen a woman?
[Sanki]: But I've never seen a woman buying country liquor at a wine shop.
[Seema]: No need to worry. The job will be done.
[Vijay]: You have Vijay Singh's word.
As long as I'm alive,
I'll never let anyone lay a finger on Seema.
[Pujari]: I wish you well! Yes!
How are you?
[Vijay]: Goodbye.
Now, pray in your afterlife.
(knife stabs) (Pujari groans)
[Seema]: Pujari Singh isn't dead. He's still alive. He's in the hospital.
(explosion booms)
[Pujari]: You...
(Pujari groaning)
[Sanki]: Hey, Pujari!
[Man 6]: Son, I won't give you the land.
[Man 7]: This is what happens when you refuse to give your land to Vijay Singh!
(gunshots)
(Seema and Katta laugh)
[Sanki]: You should leave from here.
[Waseem]: That girl works for Vijay Singh.
[Sanki]: Bring Vijay Singh in front of Waseem Khan alone.
Tomorrow, at the big bridge.
(loud explosions) (gunshots)
(Sanki yells)
[Sanki]: Nepali motherf**ker!
(empty gun clicks)
(gunshot) (Vijay grunts)
[Chunnu]: Brother!
(body splashes into water)
(vehicle approaching)
[Constable 1(M)]: What's in here?
[Ward Boy 1]: It's a dead body, sir. Unclaimed.
(disgusted reaction)
[Constable 1(M)]: Damn it! It stinks!
[Ward Boy 1]: It was found in a sewer, sir. Of course, it will stink.
[Constable 1(M)]: Which area was it found in?
Do you have any papers? Or did you pick it up just like that?
[Constable 1(M)]: Sir, my job is to bring bodies to the hospital.
I don't know anything more than that.
[Police Officer 1(M)]: Hello! What's in the van?
[Constable 1(M)]: Nothing important, sir. It's an unclaimed corpse.
[Police Officer 1(M)]: Okay. Let it pass.
[Constable 1(M)]: Hey! Move it! [Constable 2(M)]: Hurry up!
[Constable 1(M)]: Yes, sir. [Ward Boy 1]: Take it quickly.
[Ward Boy 1]: I have to pick up many more dead bodies.
[Ward Boy 2]: Hurry up.
Come on.
[Ward Boy 2]: Come on, move the vehicle.
(engine starts)
[Ward Boy 2]: Mohan! Mohan, watch out.
[Mohan]: Oh, okay.
(theme music over opening titles)
[Constable 1(M)]: Come on. This is government work.
Show me your ID.
[Ward Boy 3]: Get out of the way. [Man 8]: Move aside.
[Constable 1(M)]: Hold on. Show me your ID.
[Man 8]: How many times must I show you my ID?
[Constable 2(M)]: Show me.
[Constable 2(M)]: Come on, hurry up!
[Man 8]: There's going to be VIP movement. [Constable 1(M)]: Okay, go ahead.
[Constable 1(M)]: Move it. [Man 9]: Please let us in.
[Kante]: He is back too, sir.
[Himanshu]: Uday Thakur. He's a close aide of Maqsood.
[Himanshu]: Is this information confirmed? [Kante]: Yes, sir.
[Kante]: My informer saw him at the Deepali bar.
[Himanshu]: Before more blood is spilt on our streets because of the gang war,
we must arrest him.
[Kante]: My informer is active, sir. He'll get information soon.
[Himanshu]: Ask your informer where this scoundrel was until now.
And why has he come out of hiding today?
[Kante]: Yes, sir.
[Himanshu]: Because that's the only way to get to Maqsood.
[Himanshu]: How long can he hide in Dubai? [Kante]: Right, sir.
(sirens wailing)
[Kante]: Sir. [Himanshu]: Sir.
[Himanshu]: This way, sir.
Sir, one thing I'm absolutely sure about.
No mafia, don, goon sent by anyone can come here.
And if they come here, they won't go back.
Sir, ward 18 is straight ahead. There are five beds in it.
Three beds are occupied by Prakash and two of his men,
and the remaining are occupied by our officers.
The hospital is surrounded by our sharpshooters.
They're keeping a close watch on every movement.
I assure you nothing will go wrong, sir.
Sir, this way, please.
[Ashok]: I know you're a competent officer.
But I still feel this is very risky.
There was a direct attack on Maqsood. He won't stay quiet.
He'll retaliate. He'll do something big.
He can orchestrate riots too.
He's a threat to the whole of Mumbai.
[Man 9]: Everyone, be ready in position.
[Ashok]: Himanshu, instead of sending these criminals to jail,
you're taking a big chance by keeping them at the hospital.
If, by chance, anything goes wrong...
Patients and their families are here.
If something happens to them, we'll get...
[Himanshu]: Sir, nothing will happen to anyone.
[Himanshu]: Trust my planning. [Ashok]: I do trust you.
[Ashok]: And I trust you because I want Maqsood.
[Ashok]: Catch him fast. [Himanshu]: I will catch him, sir.
[Himanshu]: We'll get some information from Prakash and his boys.
[Ashok]: Will they talk?
[Himanshu]: Even their guardian angels will talk, sir.
(Ashok sighs)
I hope whatever you have planned gets the results.
Because we can't afford to deploy a heavy force
at the hospital for too long.
[Himanshu]: Sir, I'll resolve this case as soon as possible. I promise you.
[Ashok]: All the very best. [Himanshu]: Thank you, sir.
[Himanshu]: Back to work.
(muffled screams)
(sound of assembling a gun)
[Himanshu]: Kante. [Kante]: Yes, sir?
[Himanshu]: Check every position twice.
No one must even blink, and I want no mistakes.
[Doctor 1(F)]: Hi, Himanshu. [Himanshu]: Hello, ma'am.
[Himanshu]: Kante, you may go. [Kante]: Yes, sir.
[Doctor 1(F)]: So, this hospital has become your priority these days!
You've kept so many criminals here!
[Doctor 1(F)]: You've turned our hospital
into a jail! [Himanshu]: I'm really sorry, ma'am.
[Himanshu]: But what to do? The jails are packed,
and we have something very important on hand.
That's why I'm bothering you.
[Doctor 1(F)]: How is Pallavi?
[Himanshu]: What do you think, ma'am? She's still the same.
[Doctor 1(F)]: I understand.
[Himanshu]: But that incident has changed her completely, ma'am.
The Pallavi you knew would always be happy.
But she doesn't even smile anymore.
[Doctor 1(F)]: You've done all that you could.
I think your love, care and affection will heal her.
Pallavi needs you to spend more time with her now.
[Himanshu]: That's why, ma'am, I'm thinking...
(explosion booms)
[Doctor 1(F)]: Oh my God!
[Constable 3(M)]: Sir, there was a blast in the ambulance.
[Man 9]: There has been a blast at the S. J. Hospital.
[Himanshu]: Ma'am, please come inside!
Take her aside.
(sirens wailing) (cops running)
[Constable Rane]: Get in! Listen to me! There has been a bomb blast!
[Inspector 1(M)]: Everyone, don't panic.
[Kante]: Rane, take everyone inside! Come on!
(emergency alarm wailing)
[Himanshu]: Shinde, lock the ward. No one must enter.
Be alert! Shut it!
[Officer Shinde]: Yes, sir.
[Kante]: Sir, there's nothing here. I think the blast happened at the back.
[Himanshu]: Kante! [Kante]: Sir!
[Himanshu]: Kante, what the f**k happened? [Kante]: Sir, it was a blast...
(fire brigade siren wailing)
(intense music playing)
(cocks gun)
(gunshot) (glass breaks)
(gunshots) (glass breaks)
(empty gun clicks)
(explosion booms)
[Himanshu]: Put out the fire!
[Officer 1(M)]: Shinde, someone is coming.
(gunshot)
(cops scream)
[Patient 1(M)]: Hey! Who are you?
(explosion booms)
(gunshot continues)
[Himanshu]: Shinde!
Shinde, come in!
Shinde!
(sirens wailing)
[Himanshu]: Kante, f**k...
[Kante]: Sir! (explosion booms)
[Kante]: Shinde!
Shinde! Hey! Lift him up.
[Himanshu]: F**k!
[Man 11]: Down with... [Students]: Ramanand Rai!
[Man 11]: We won't tolerate... [Students]: Discrimination in education!
[Man 11]: Down with... [Students]: The home minister!
[Man 12]: Put an end to... [Students]: Caste discrimination!
[Man 11]: Put an end to... [Students]: Caste discrimination!
[Man 12]: We won't tolerate... [Students]: Discrimination in education!
[Man 12]: Down with... [Students]: Ramanand Rai!
[Man 11]: We won't tolerate... [Students]: Discrimination in education!
[Man 12]: We won't tolerate... [Students]: Discrimination in education!
[Man 12]: Down with... [Students]: The home minister!
[Mahaveer]: Sir, I'm Mahaveer. I'm a student of this college.
We all want to study astrology.
But we're being denied admission here.
This is against the constitution!
[College Head (M)]: Sir, shall we go? [Students]: Down with...
[Mahaveer]: Down with... [Students]: Ramanand Rai!
[Students]: We won't tolerate...
[Mahaveer]: We won't tolerate...
[College Head (M)]: I'm sorry, sir.
Students get rebellious sometimes.
I was saying...
They're young, sir.
This way, sir.
[Students]: Down with...
[College Head (M)]: Please sit.
[Ramanand]: Greetings!
[Mahaveer]: Down with... [Students]: The home minister!
[Students]: We won't tolerate...
[College Head (M)]: Sir, all these students
want admission to the astrology department.
- [Ramanand]: - So?
Aren't there vacant seats?
[College Head (M)]: More than half the seats are vacant, sir.
But wealthy people are against admitting these students, sir.
Admitting these students will anger them, sir.
(distant chanting continues)
[College Head (M)]: I could grant admission to all of them if you like...
[Ramanand]: No.
This is about education in astrology.
We must read the horoscope before making a decision.
Let's go.
Let's deal with them.
[Man 11]: Down with... [Students]: The home minister!
[Students]: We won't tolerate...
[Mahaveer]: Down with... [Students]: The home minister!
[Mahaveer]: Down with... [Students]: Ramanand Rai!
[Student 1(M)]: Stop!
[Ramanand]: I've spoken to the head of the department.
You all will get admission.
In this temple of education,
discrimination in matters of education
is unacceptable.
I am with you all.
So, study!
Learn about the straight and crooked moves of Rahu and Ketu!
[Mahaveer]: Long live... [Students]: Ramanand Rai!
[Ashok]: The incident at the hospital is a slap on the face of the Mumbai Police!
[Himanshu]: I take complete blame, sir.
[Ashok]: What's the use of taking the blame now, Himanshu?
The damage is done.
Who will respond to the department, government and media?
I had warned you beforehand.
Now, tell me.
One man singlehandedly made a mockery of law and order and escaped,
and we're standing here like idiots!
Himanshu,
do you know the biggest problem competent people face?
They have to repeatedly prove their competence.
[Ashok]: And I want results! [Himanshu]: Sir.
(sirens wailing)
[Constable 4(M)]: Come on!
[Man 12]: Let me go. [Constable 5(M)]: Come on!
[Constable 4(M)]: Tell me where Uday Thakur is hiding! [Man 12]: I don't know.
[Kante]: He might as well be in the White House.
[Kante]: Pawar, do one thing. [Constable Pawar]: Yes, sir?
[Kante]: Check over there. [Constable Pawar]: Yes, sir.
[Kante]: You follow me. [Constable 5(M)]: Yes, sir.
[Goon 1(M)]: It's the police. [Goon 2(M)]: Run!
[Goon 2(M)]: Let me go!
[Kante]: It's marijuana!
[Kante]: Where is Uday Thakur? [Goon 2(M)]: Who is Uday Thakur?
[Kante]: Come on! [Goon 2(M)]: I don't know any Uday Thakur!
(sound of hitting with sticks) (goons screaming)
[Kante]: Tell me! [Goon 2(M)]: I told you once.
[Goon 2(M)]: I don't know any Uday Thakur.
[Officer Vishnu]: He hasn't told us anything, sir.
(Himanshu sighs)
[Himanshu]: Have we ever shot anyone dead because they purchased marijuana, Vishnu?
[Vishnu]: Never, sir.
[Himanshu]: Because to this day, no one has made our blood boil as he has!
(gunshot) (a goon screams)
[Goon 2(M)]: I'll tell you, sir.
I'll tell you.
[Mushtaq]: Boss, the cargo is here.
[Uday]: Pack it up nicely and load it. [Mushtaq]: Yes, boss.
[Himanshu]: I want Uday Thakur alive.
[Officer Kante]: Yes, sir. [Himanshu]: No one must shoot him.
[Himanshu]: Don't shoot at him.
(indistinct chatter)
[Uday]: It's the police!
Get down! Mushtaq!
(gunshots)
[Uday]: Mushtaq! Shoot those motherf**kers!
Shoot!
(gunshot continues)
(explosion booms)
[Himanshu]: Uday!
Uday, stop!
Stop, Uday!
[Uday]: Hey! Himanshu, back off, or I'll shoot you!
[Himanshu]: Uday, surrender if you want to live.
[Uday]: I'll shoot you, Himanshu!
[Himanshu]: Uday, I'm warning you. Surrender.
[Uday]: This is my last warning! Back off, or I'll shoot you, Himanshu!
(gunshot) (Uday groans)
[Himanshu]: Uday!
[Himanshu]: Sudhakar, what have you done? I told you I wanted him alive!
[Himanshu]: No one was supposed to shoot him!
[Sudhakar]: Sir, he would've killed you if I hadn't.
[Himanshu]: He's still breathing. Start the car.
[Sudhakar]: Sir.
[Himanshu]: Uday!
Uday, stay with me! Uday!
Sudhakar, hurry up!
(sirens wailing)
[Himanshu]: Patil, take the van to the hospital fast! We have to keep him alive!
[Patil]: Yes, sir.
[Himanshu]: Uday!
Look, you have very little time.
Do a good deed before you die. You'll rest in peace.
Tell me what you know. Open your mouth. Tell me everything.
Tell me!
Uday, talk!
[Uday]: The boys in Mumbai couldn't handle this business.
So, I went to UP.
I mean
Purvanchal.
So, what have you decided about joining hands with my boss?
[Waseem]: How's the kebab?
[Uday]: It's delicious.
[Waseem]: So, eat it to your heart's content.
And the contract you've brought for me to carry out an attack at the hospital...
Shove it up your a** and get out of here.
[Uday]: My boss will be disappointed.
[Waseem]: I don't give a f**k if he's disappointed or hurt.
Here's the thing. Go and tell your boss
that Waseem Khan doesn't accept such two-f**king-bit jobs.
I'm a public figure.
[Uday]: Okay.
[Uday]: After Waseem Khan's refusal,
I went to his most-hated rival,
Ramanand Rai.
[Uday]: But I have a condition.
That man must not have a police record.
[Ramanand]: What if the man
has a police record,
but he's dead according to official records?
[Uday]: Dead?
[Ramanand]: Yes.
There is an arrow I've hidden in my quiver for years.
He'll be of use now.
[Uday]: For ten days, we argued over it.
How to execute this plan!
[Constable 1(M)]: Okay. You may go.
[Uday]: Your alert police... [Constable 2(M)]: Sir, your ID?
[Uday]: was tricked
[Constable 1(M)]: Okay. [Uday]: and deceived.
[Uday]: Like a slithering snake,
he sneaked into the hospital.
You think you're a supercop, ACP?
He is much sharper and ten steps
ahead of you.
[Constable 6(M)]: Sir, wait.
[Vijay]: It's food.
[Constable 6(M)]: Okay.
[Vijay]: May I go now?
[Uday]: On every floor of the hospital,
he managed
to deliver these parcels of death.
(Uday coughing)
(Uday scoffs)
- [Uday]: - It was a game
of turning the dead alive
and the living into dead.
First, the dead Vijay Singh turned up alive.
And then, the living Vijay Singh
turned into a corpse.
A living corpse!
[Himanshu]: Hey, Uday!
What could Ramanand Rai stand to gain from the S. J. shootout?
(Uday's weak breathing)
[Himanshu]: Uday!
Uday! Hey! Ud...
(indistinct platform announcement)
[News Anchor 1(F)]: There was a shootout at the S. J. Hospital in Mumbai.
Purvanchal's Vijay Singh has been named as a suspect in the shootout case.
This is the same Vijay Singh who, as per police records,
died four years ago.
[News Anchor 2(M)]: Purvanchal's strongman Vijay Singh
are suspects in the S. J. Hospital shootout.
The interesting fact is that Vijay Singh died
four years ago in a gang war.
[News Reporter 1(M)]: The Mumbai Police is under pressure
after the S. J. Hospital shootout.
Any comments?
[Officer 1(M)]: Look, what you're saying...
[News Reporter 2(M)]: You believe Purvanchal's Vijay Singh
was responsible for this incident.
As per our sources, he died four years ago. Any comments?
[Ashok]: That's false... [News Reporter 3(F)]: Sir, it's absurd.
[News Reporter 3(F)]: How can the Mumbai Police suspect a dead person?
[Ashok]: Look, I trust our police department.
We're investigating the matter. We'll inform you as soon as possible.
[News Reporter 4(M)]: Sir, any comments about Himanshu Patnaik?
[News Reporter 1(M)]: Sir, you must resolve this mystery!
You can't walk away like that, sir!
[Man 13]: Purvanchal's Vijay Singh
is a suspect in the S. J. Hospital shootout case.
How can a dead man become alive?
[Man 14]: Right, brother. You've got a point.
[Man 13]: They print such nonsense in the newspaper!
[Man 14]: It's been four years since Vijay Singh kicked the bucket.
Forget it. Prepare some tobacco for me.
(busy market chatter)
(engine starts)
(music over closing credits)