[Telephone rings shrilly]
Hello! - Raghupathi Raju here
Brother!
Start immediately and come to Ashram Hotel in Hyderabad.
You are among the 35 MLAs the chief is about to suspend tomorrow.
Is it? Coming right away, Brother!
[Telephone rings]
Who's this?
It's GKR.
You are among the 35 MLAs RCR is about to suspend tomorrow.
But RCR loves me!
He loves me too, but he loves that makeup artist more than us.
Get into your jeep and come to Ashram hotel.
Hello!
Madan Reddy speaking.
Why are you calling at such a late hour?
You are among the 35 MLAs CM sir is about to suspend tomorrow.
Your name is among the 35.
You are among the 35 MLAs!
You are among the 35 MLAs
Your name is among the 35.
You are among the 35 MLAs.
You are among the 35 MLAs..
[Tense, fast-paced music]
Your name is among the 35 MLAs.
You are among the 35 MLAs.
You are one among the 35 MLAs.
Your name is among the 35.
You are one among the 35 MLAs.
[Tense, fast-paced music]
You are one among the 35 MLAs.
Two of RCR's sons, and his sons-in-law
Krishnama Naidu and Valluri Chalapathi Rao, along with 160 MLAs
have checked into Ashram hotel
and declared non-co-operation movement against Chief Minister Mr. RCR.
Displeased with the increasing influence of his second wife Susheela Kumari in the party,
the MLAs have issued an ultimatum.
They said that further discussions will take place only
if RCR promises to keep…
Hello!
[Newsreader] Susheela kumari away from party affairs.
[Newsreader] The ongoing internal conflict between RCR's second wife Susheela Kumari,
[Newsreader] and his second son-in-law, Krishnama Naidu, is now out in the open.
[Newsreader] Will this revolt collapse the government?
What's happening, Naidu?
War.
Arjuna's war against Krishna and Sathyabhama.
Why did you call the leader of the opposition?
As a friend? Or as a rival?
What would you do if you were in my position, Reddy?
[Somber music]
We started our journey as friends in the same party once.
Now, I am your enemy, waiting to bring you and your party down!
It's not appropriate for you to ask me for advice, Naidu!
It will be like Karna advising Arjuna!
In the battlefield, every man is on his own!
This is a do or die moment, Reddy.
Can’t imagine my 20 years of political career
being crushed under the foot of that makeup artist.
What would your advice be as a friend?
Do you think I will come out of this?
[Somber piano music]
[sigh]
I don't know, Naidu.
As your friend and RCR’s ardent fan,
I will be happy for whoever wins
and I will be sad for whoever loses.
But whoever emerges as the winner, their next battle will be with me!
[Sudden, sharp musical sting]
[Powerful drum beat]
♪ An eternal war sought our blood. ♪
♪ Each day, we strive toward the light of truth. ♪
♪ When shackles break, we rise as one, To strike the dark that dares to rise. ♪
♪ Come forth. ♪
[Instrumental music]
♪ Brother.. O brother.. ♪
[Traditional Carnatic singing]
[Music swells]
[on Radio] Our difficulty is not about the ultimate future.
Who changed the record?
Who else? It must be our Krishna.
Mr. Chairman, our difficulty today is not about the u...ultimate future.
Our difficulty today is about the h..heterogeneous mass
to take d..decisions in common and march on the way
which leads to u...unity. - Sister, what is our brother saying?
English!
I mean, what is he saying in English?
He's just speaking English.
ultimate...Our difficulty is with regards to the...
Look...
b...beginning...b...beginning
[Buffalo mooing]
Brother, the buffalo won't yield milk if it gets frightened by your speech.
You..? - Mother, brother is beating me!
You fail in your English exam every time... you failure!
Your brother and father are selling the crop at the market since morning
and you are just standing here grooming yourself?
Go and give them their lunch
Mom, I studied M.A. I'm the only man in this whole town to wear trousers,
You want me to carry their lunch boxes?
What's wrong with it?
Irrespective of your degrees and clothes, some day you must become a farmer.
I won't get into farming, no matter what!
I told you I'm pursuing PhD, didn't I?
I asked Father for the college fee. Did he give you any money?
What fee?
Go, deliver the food and ask for yourself.
Our caste is not known for degrees and jobs.
It's my misfortune that I was born in this household.
Making fun of me, are you?
Brother, you will take us to RCR's movie tonight, right?
Ask that farmer brother of yours to take you.
I have big plans for tonight.
Bye!
What plans?
Acting smug just because he is educated!
[Upbeat, soaring, inspirational music]
Use the whip to control the bull, son, or they will just keep going in circles.
They are getting frightened if I use the whip, Grandpa!
When they are frightened, you should hold the halter rope tactfully.
Lakshmi, today your brother is going to be bruised badly for sure.
Did you see that?
[Bull snorts]
Are you okay, son?
Don't put so much weight on the plough, there are stones in the soil.
Hey, stop laughing...
Don’t feel bad, young man.
You can't learn ploughing without getting yourself dirty.
Bro...
They were mocking me!
Bro...
Why don't you chill at the house instead of roaming around in this muddy field?
Is this why we are spending so much on your education?
Farming is the mother of all professions.
All education must start from here.
Tell this to my dumb alcoholic brother!
There are plenty of illiterate idiots to pursue that 'profession'.
Ask him to get in the vehicle.
What are you girls doing here? Get into the vehicle.
Let’s go.
[Car engine starts]
[Soaring, emotional orchestral music plays]
Agriculture is the mother of all education, Grandpa.
Your education is the greatest of all!
[Inspiring music swells]
Be proud of it!
[Inspiring music swells]
Hey Krishna! - What?
Rangamma is not ready to perform unless we pay her in full by noon.
Tell her we will pay her as soon as she comes to the village.
She's not ready to budge.
Okay, come to the market yard with me!
Let's go.
Hey, who wants that Englishman's speech?
Play some music instead.
Not everyone who speaks English is an Englishman, uncle!
That's Ambedkar's speech.
Learn some English and impress Rangamma this evening.
As if she understands English!
What?
PCD?
PhD!
I thought you'd join us in farming after tenth grade,
But you keep going for higher studies.
now what’s this PCD?
PhD, Dad!
Whatever! You just want to avoid working in the farm, don't you?
Didn't I warn you, Dad?
An educated man would never want to become a farmer.
You should’ve pulled him out of school after seventh grade like you did it with me.
Bro, you flunked seventh grade, that's why you're farming.
I passed, so I'm studying.
As if he's going to become the district collector one day.
I may even become the Chief Minister.
What do you care?
But I won't remain a farmer like you!
What are you going to do for a living if not farming? Beg?
Dad, do you know how farming is done abroad?
Forget the fields, we don't even have electricity for a single bulb at home.
We're drawing water by hand to irrigate the fields.
And after all that hard work, we let those middlemen loot our profits.
Is there any difference between your life and those oxen?
Only an educated person can fight for us and change our lives for the better.
Even begging for a living is better than this.
Then go ahead and beg.
I don't have any more money for your endless education!
That's all. not an ana (6 paisa) more!
Sell your produce if you want to. Otherwise, get lost!
Brother, please don't say that! [Farmers shouting indistinctly]
[Farmers clamoring]
Stop! Whatever we are quoting is the final rate.
If you don't agree, we are not buying your produce.
[Farmers shouting indistinctly]
This isn’t fair, sir!
[Farmers shouting indistinctly]
When will they sell the produce? and when will we get the donations?
Looks like the dance performance is not going to happen today!
Bro, that Rangamma's daughter is so gorgeous, she looks like a movie star.
Shut up, man!
We don't have money to pay Rangamma
and you are talking about her "gorgeous" daughter!
[indistinct voices]
Silence! Silence!
This has been going on since morning, it's pointless to go on like this!
It's getting dark. Let's just settle this.
Sir, just tell us your final prices.
Six ana for the paddy.
It's too little, it won't work for us. we have invested a lot.
Four ana for the groundnut,
six ana for the sesame seeds,
[Farmers clamoring]
and three rupees for the turmeric.
Come on, what kind of pricing is this?!
[Man sobs]
What happened?
The yield of our hard work is being looted by these bastards.
We will incur losses this year too, dear.
[Sad music]
How can we ask them for donations now?
Let's call it off and go to RCR's movie.
Five ana for the mirchi.
[Farmers clamoring]
They have no other option but to sell to us.
W...Wait!
What are you doing here?
The rate should be decided by the farmer, not the middlemen.
You don't need to sell the produce at their price!
What else should we do?
Let the produce rot and starve?
We could sell directly to the mill owners.
Those middlemen are hand in glove with the mill owners.
They all are under the thumb of the MLA Mahinder Reddy!
Enough of your silly advice. Get down now, you stammering fool!
Call me stammerer again, and I will smack you.
I'm not talking about the local mill owners,
I'm talking about those from other districts!
Look…
A mill owner's son from Kadapa is with me!
Oh no! he screwed me over.
He will pay three times the price, and it's still profitable for him.
What do you say, man?
Yes. it is profitable for us.
As per the rules, farmers must sell the produce in their respective district yards!
You are spoiling the current deal too.
We can’t go to some other yard!
Get down from there.
Don't listen to him.
Let's sell our stocks for whatever prices we can get.
Oh, my naive father.
It’s true that farmers must sell their produce in this district’s market yard.
But you can't stop the mill owners from other districts to buy the goods from here!
[Upbeat, celebratory music begins]
What do you say to that?
[Upbeat, celebratory music plays]
[Murmurs among the crowd]
[Upbeat, celebratory music plays]
Don't give in to them and offer generous prices.
Let's hike the offering price by just one ana.
What do you say?
Buy the produce for double the price.
Else the other district’s buyers will.
Every year!
[Music continues]
wait...
go...
Come...
how much for him?
62!
Move…
Don’t be too happy!
how much is he owed?
We will see how it goes next year.
Donations for Chitturi Rangamma's dance show!
[Coins clinking]
Donations for Chitturi Rangamma's dance show!
What is this?
Donations for Chitturi Rangamma's dance show!
Carry on!
Donations for Chitturi Rangamma's dance show!
You're Ramaiah's son, aren't you?
When did your father buy a mill in Kadapa?
Just now, Krishna bought it for him, uncle!
Oh, you cheating rascals!
This isn't cheating, Uncle.
What those middlemen are doing, that's cheating!
When it benefits the needy, it's not cheating, uncle.
Drop another 5 paise. I will arrange meet and greet with Rangamma.
Really?
Come let’s go.
[Generator starting up]
Hello, hello... mic tasting…
tasting mic, mic tasting…
Rangamma’s daughter is performing in our village for the first time.
I want to see more energy in the crowd!
Looks like Rangamma is popular even with the elderly folks!
The program is about to start, please settle down.
The arrangements are good, right? - Yes, brother.
What are you looking at, sister?
This is the guy who made this performance possible.
So what?
Hey! Tie those disco lights a little higher.
Hello... Hello… tasting mic.
Mic tasting...
Hey Sudhakar, it's not mic tasting, it's testing.
Whatever!
Hello! Hello! - Idiot!
One… two… three… mic tasting!
Hey Lacchi, your son is urinating there. Take him away!
Step aside, brother has arrived.
[Rhythmic traditional drumming]
Sister!
What is it?
This is Krishnama Naidu, our youth president.
Greetings, Mr. Reddy.
I am not a Reddy.
How did you become President if you are not a Reddy?
Not that kind of president, sister.
He's the leader of all the youth in the village.
Oh, is it?
Then you are junior Reddy...
Where's senior Reddy then?
Greeting Mr. Reddy... - Greeting Mr. Reddy...!
Sister, Reddy is here.
Oh my god, oh my god, I'm so nervous.
Call that mic tester down, let’s start the show before Reddy sir gets angry.
Hey! Come, here.
I organized the program, but she's chanting Reddy's name.
What did he do other than stroll in with his hands behind his back?
That's how it goes brother.
Whatever we do, the credit always goes to Mr.Reddy!
Moreover, did you organise the program for fame or for the people?
Make way...move!
Reddy sir is here. Move aside.
Move...Move...
Sister, Reddy sir is here, start the show now!
Almost ready, just two more minutes.
Come here.
Hey, that seat in the center is mine. Ask Mr.Reddy to move to the next seat!
Are you kidding me? Only a Reddy can sit next to another Reddy.
Why is he posing as if he is the one who organized the program?
Can you really do anything in this village if our Reddy doesn't want it?
Think about it, brother.
Him allowing this program to go on IS his contribution.
Harika dear, are you ready? Reddy sir has arrived.
Ready, mother... I'm coming.
[Crowd whistling and cheering]
[Anklets chime in rhythm with a pounding heart]
[Joyful folk music playing] [Crowd whistling and cheering]
♪ Oh, my braid adorned with flowers, the ruler of my heart ♪
♪ Oh, my braid adorned with flowers, the ruler of my heart! ♪
♪ Your piercing gaze has struck me to the core. ♪
[Joyful folk music playing] [Vocals]
♪ Oh, my braid adorned with flowers, the ruler of my heart! ♪
♪ Your piercing gaze has struck me to the core. ♪
♪ When the Romeos come to steal a glance, ♪
♪ In the flower market, your saree slips away. ♪
♪ If I bade you lie on a sun-scorched stone, ♪
♪ Could your waist bear its searing tone? ♪
[Whistles]
♪ Oh, peacock-eyed beauty, you are divine! ♪
♪ What a gift, what a treasure! I've found you all alone...♪
♪ Your crescent-shaped waist has captured my soul, my love! ♪
[Crowd whistling and cheering]
♪ You cross my path and show your beauty, Who could let you leave.♪
♪Without crushing your flowers or wrinkling your waist.♪
♪Or biting your lips Who would let you go, love?♪
♪Oh, my braid adorned with flowers, the ruler of my heart!♪
♪Your piercing gaze has struck me to the core.♪
♪Oh, my braid adorned with flowers, my ruler of hearts!♪
♪Your piercing gaze has struck me to the core.♪
♪ Your piercing gaze has struck me to the core.♪
[Vocals]
[moaning]
Hold your horses until we are married!
We became a couple the moment we fell in love.
What's with the drama now?
Show this bravado in front of my brothers.
First, ask your father to get us married.
Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to come here?
My brothers think your family is of mixed caste
and you guys are rowdies.
I had to lie that I wanted to catchup with your sister!
Am I a rowdy?
Not you.
But everybody calls your father a 'rowdy'.
Your family are my in-laws.
and you are my love.
That's all that matters, not what my father is!
A rowdy's son need not be a rowdy. A saint's son is not necessarily a saint!
[Distant blast echoes]
[Tense, dramatic music]
Lakshmi! Lakshmi!
Brother.
Are you hurt? - No...
You two, go home. - Come...
[Loud crash]
[cries]
[Tense, dramatic music]
Appi!
Let me go, Reddy.
Let's go! Hurry up!
[Tense, dramatic music]
Dad!
Where is Dad?
Dad!
Where is my Dad?
Your father is not in town.
Why would he be?
He just schemed a murder, he must be hiding in some hole.
How long will those weapons protect you?
Why are you yelling at us? Go talk to your father!
You'll be a widow if he dies, don't you know that?
[Police jeep approaching]
Where's Reddy?
Where is Shiva Reddy?
Where's Reddy?
I am a Reddy too.
Are you Shiva Reddy?
Shiva Reddy is not home.
Then all of you come sit in the station until he shows up.
Take them in.
Sir, please leave the ladies alone, I'll go with you.
Let's go.
Throw him in the cell and keep him locked up until his father surrenders.
Tell your Reddy that I am the Alpha in this town.
Your son will be released only when your husband surrenders!
Drive!
[Police jeep moving away]
Give me the keys.
Sir, we will lose our jobs if we let him out without the SI's permission
Is this the guy you are talking about?
The deceased Lakshmi Narayana and I were partners in a limestone mine.
I'm the one who turned it profitable when it was on the verge of shut down.
After twenty years of my service,
he's chucking me out. Isn't that a kind of murder too?
I tried talking sense into him.
He didn't listen!
Thus he died!
Does your FIR mention that backstory?
Write that too and prove me guilty in court.
Instead, how dare you abuse my family?
[Slapping]
[Jeep speeds away]
You don't know what I have endured when I was young, son.
I don’t, dad.
But I know that I can make a fortune by just treating your victims
If I practice medicine in this town.
Where else will you practice if not in this town?
I even bought land to build you a hospital.
Turn it into a graveyard to bury all those you murder.
What are you blabbering?
Have you gone mad?
The entire Reddy community outcasted my father for accepting Jesus
and getting my sister married into a lower-caste Christian family.
We made our living as caretakers of a mango orchard.
You were born in that orchard in the caretaker's hut.
We were treated as untouchables.
I formed a gang with the same untouchables and fought for their justice!
That's when the Reddy community began to accept me as one of them.
Every man innately demeans the other!
You can't beg for respect, you need to "take" it!
I need to take a ticket to Bellary. Take me to the railway station!
Do you know? That Shiva Reddy committed another murder.
I don't care if you take a bus, train, or walk!
Just get home right now, got it?
Please don't yell at me, brother.
[Sobs]
I will book ticket for home right away.
Shameless idiot!
How many times do I have to tell you to stay away from that family?
Don't you get it? They're lower caste people…and murderers!
Are you fooling around with that Rami Reddy?
Pick your sister up at Proddutur railway station at 9 PM tomorrow!
Hang up now!
[Receiver clicks as phone hangs up]
I bought a ticket for you too.
Pack your bags, I will drop you on my way!
[Train horn blares]
[Woman sobs]
By the time you return from Bellary, you'll see a nuptial thread around my neck.
They will get me married right away.
Look at me!
Why should you wait so long to see a nuptial thread around your neck?
[Emotional, soaring music plays]
[Train rushes by]
I hope she has boarded the train.
Look over there. - She's not here.
Hey, Gangi... she's here.
Whom did you come with?
I came alone, brother!
Not bad. They sent you in first class?
I told you not to go, but you never listen!
You were so eager to visit them.
Did you know there was a murder during the dance performance?
Were you there by any chance?
How many times do I have to tell you?
Hey brother-in-law! Take good care of my wife!
I will take her home after I finish college.
What?!
What is he blabbering about?
You rowdy bastard, what did you do with my sister?
You...
Get up!
Marriage and much more, if you catch my drift!
Take care of her!
If you hurt her, you will have to deal with me later!
The passengers travelling from Tirupati to Guntakal are requested to pay attention.
Train no. 1379 passenger train
God bless you, dora (Master)!
Why are you calling me dora, Grandpa? The era of British "dora" is over.
You can call me grandson.
God bless you, grandson.
What are you doing here?
I thought your father might have locked you up in the farm.
He almost did, but I escaped!
What about college fees?
I'm not doing my PhD in Economics for nothing!
[Cow moos]
What are you searching for down there?
I saved two thousand rupees here. I can't find them.
Who else can dare touch that money apart from your son!
He is incorrigible!
He is born into a farmers' caste, but I don't know where he's headed.
That was the money I saved up for fertilizers.
This is my humble offering for settling the union issues.
I would not have got the contract if you had not settled this for me!
Do you think he's a rowdy for hire? Do you know who you're talking to?
Of course.
Chowdary Sir is the Party’s head in Vijayawada.
President of all the 16 labor Unions here!
Come, let's go out and talk.
You may be a big shot in Hyderabad,
but he's the King of Vijayawada.
Do you want to keep the Autonagar extension project all for yourself?
Make him a partner!
What do you mean? I own that contract!
He owns all of Vijayawada!
Can you finish the project against his will?
Go ahead, try if you can!
[Tense, dramatic music builds]
Why is that man collecting protection money in MY taxi union Chowdary sir!
Look how he thrashed my men for questioning him. Is this fair?
[Loud slapping]
You, labour bastard!
I handed you the taxi union because I thought you had potential.
How dare you abuse my caste member in front of me?
I'll kill you!
From this moment, the taxi union belongs to him!
You low lives better stay in your lane. If you try to fly high, heads will roll!
Fuck off, you labour bastards!
[Intense music playing]
We contributed more money than any other union to the party!
How can the boss side with that bastard Venkat Rao?
Because he's the boss.
It's not about union or party or ideology!
It's all about caste!
You would do the same if you were in his shoes, wouldn't you?
You too belong to his caste, right?
You guys will change your tunes as per your convenience.
How can you say that, brother!
Your brother and I have been friends since first grade!
Caste can't divide us!
I will get the whole student union behind you.
Let's kill that bastard Venkat Rao!
If you kill a soldier, you'll die as a soldier!
Either kill the KING or learn to live as his slave!
[Emotional music]
I am fighting with my father-in-law for the sake of my very existence.
I must go all the way.
I have no choice.
Can I say something as a friend, Naidu?
War is your duty!
[Sharp musical sting]
[Powerful drum beat]
♪ An eternal war sought our blood. ♪
♪ Each day, we strive toward the light of truth. ♪
♪ When shackles break, we rise as one, To strike the dark that dares to rise. ♪
♪ Come forth. ♪
[Instrumental music]
♪ Brother.. O brother.. ♪