Under the land seizing act,
you can claim the land of any landlord who owns more than 70 acres.
Those excess lands owned by landlords must be redistributed to the poor.
Send them this message.
If they do not heed, go ahead and plant a red flag in those lands.
[dramatic music]
We need to be united to win this war against them.
[dramatic marching music]
[rhythmic, intense music]
We're nothing but lone blades of grass until we unite.
Don't resort to violence even if they do.
Shivarama...
open the door!
You!
[fighting sounds, grunts]
The law is on our side. The courts will deal with the unruly landlords.
You have been denied your rights by these landlords since independence.
[fighting sounds] [ grunts]
This revolution started in Naxalbari and spread like wildfire across India.
As long as this Veera Raghavayya is alive, nobody can stop this movement in our district.
[crowd chanting] Long live revolution!
[soft, ambient sounds]
[mournful singing]
Malli...
Reddy!
I heard Raghavayya is stirring up those lowborn idiots against us.
Will you be joining him as well?
How can you say that, Sir?
I am content shaving beards and earning enough to feed my family.
I don’t care for this revolution.
That's what I'm saying.
I was born to a landlord, and you were born in a lower caste.
That bastard Raghavayya thinks he can change all that.
A village is made up of all castes.
From high-born to low-born, from landlord to labour, everyone has a purpose.
Our elders didn't create this system without purpose.
Just because there's been suppression for generations,
Should I distribute all my land and start shaving beards like you?
Why are you silent?
[Throat slashed with knife]
[cows mooing]
[tense, dramatic music builds]
[Weeping and screaming in anguish] My God! what a horrifying atrocity.
Bash him to death. Bastard!
You can't stop this revolution by killing me.
You wretched labourers dare to rebel against the landlords? The audacity!
Thrash that bastard!
Die, scoundrel!
We will teach you a lesson!
Die, scoundrel!
Die!
[man screaming in pain]
Squashing these untouchable maggots means nothing.
This will end only when we kill that bastard Veera Raghavayya,
who is provoking these maggots against us.
[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.. ♪
[Bus honking]
[Bus screeches to a halt]
I don't have a good feeling about this pitstop, dude.
Hey, are you going to the village?
Yes, sir.
Load the bags... let's go. - Okay.
Give me.
You're a tough one.
Who are you?
I'm Obul Reddy's brother-in-law!
I'm here to visit my wife.
What?
When did that girl got married?
[Sweeping the floor]
I am done trying to convince your sister to eat.
Why don't you feed her yourself?
Let her starve!
Don't offer her food until she begs.
She hasn't had a proper meal in three weeks.
If this continues, she won't last much longer.
I don't care!
I won't accept this marriage.
I won't let her out until she removes the mangalsutra.
Why don't you remove it yourself instead of dragging this on?
Stop jinxing my ‘mangalsutra’, mother-in-law!
You want me to end up as a widow?
Why don't you do it?
You are already a widow.
Shut up!
We will make that scoundrel who tied it around her neck, remove it.
Keep on dreaming!
Whose luggage is this?
Your brother-in-law's, sir.
Brother-in-law?
Come in. My wife’s house is, by all means, my own.
Vaishnavi!
Hey, come here.
Brother-in-law... - Where are you going?
Let me go!
I want to go with my husband.
I will chop your head off if you take a step forward.
Please take me away. I don't want to stay here another minute.
Remove that mangalsutra right now, or else I will whack both of you.
Remove the mangalsutra!?
Where did you learn this new ritual?
You didn't want to marry your sister into a family of goons.
but you want to kill us just because we both love each other?
What does that make you?
Does that make you a saint?
All those who ended up as rowdies started their journey like this.
Go preach to your dad.
I preach it to him every day.
You inherited a 100 acres from your dad,
Out of which, seventy acres were encroached.
I didn't snatch your sister away like they snatched your land.
If you believed in violence,
you would have raised that sickle against the bastard who took your land long back.
Instead, you want to whack those who married for love?
[Emotional, soulful music]
I am neither a rowdy like my father nor a coward like you.
I am a reasonable man, with love in my heart.
I will reclaim those 70 acres for you.
Consider it my gift for letting me marry your sister.
Let your sister live with whom she chose, Brother-in-law.
I'll take good care of her.
[Sickles dropped with a clang]
You don't need to preach me.
Our family never resorted to violence.
Take her away.
But don't come crawling back if your man dies in some gang war.
She is the only girl child in your family.
How can you send us off without giving a feast, Brother-in-law?
[goat bleating]
Why don't you stay here for a couple of months, son?
I have to go to college, grandma.
I'm here just to take my wife home.
[uplifting, hopeful music]
You can sleep at the pump shed.
Someone must guard the crops at night.
Let's go.
who is going to guard it from tomorrow?!
Dear!
[uplifting, hopeful music]
Brother-in-law.
You're a city slicker.
Be wary of the creepy crawlers.
[tense music]
Master!
Shiva Reddy’s son is here in our village.
What is doing here?
He is visiting his relative’s house.
[Dramatic, action-packed music]
[eerie, suspenseful music]
[suspenseful sound effect]
Hey!
[man grunts]
[intense fighting sounds, grunts, thuds]
[dramatic music]
Who could it be?
Must be that Lakshmi Narayana's men, this is his village!
What do we do with them?
[upbeat, traditional music with rhythmic drumming]
What's this?
Don’t ask me. Ask someone else.
What's going on?
You will get to know soon enough.
What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in college?
Screw the college, your son secretly married my sister.
We are here to drop her off!
Married!?
What have you done, son?
She is sporting a 'bindi' and wearing 'mangalsutra'!
We are the followers of Christian faith.
What do you mean?
You think we are followers of the Devil?
If you make my sister remove her 'bindi' and 'mangalsutra'
and force her to become one among you, I am going to take her back to my house!
I respect all religions equally, brother-in-law!
We're leaving for Tirupati tomorrow. I will take good care of her.
What do you mean you are going to Tirupati?
I was transferred to Tirupati for house surgeon!
But enough about me. Look at the fruits of your violence.
They came to slaughter me last night!
Listen to my advice, Dad. Use them as leverage for a truce.
You seem to be the patriarch of the family now!
What exactly is your idea of ‘Truce’?
Leave the mine to them in exchange for peace dad!
Did you hear it? Make ‘arrangements’ for the truce as per my son’s wishes
[Rhythmic drumming with cheering and whistles]
Hold on! Hold on!
Attention people of the village!
To the family of Late Lakshmi Narayana, who sent these idiots to kill our master’s son,
Our master is offering a truce which reads as follows...
"Listen, Donkeys!",
I was asked to look at you when I say that.
"Handing the limestone mines over to you is like sending a nymph to a eunuch!”
“Hence I declare, you will have nothing to do with those mines from here on.”
“Take this money for bus fare and exile yourself from the village within a week!”
“Or else, these donkeys will be carrying your corpses all around the village!”
Hold this.
Let the drums roll!
[drumming, celebratory music continues]
How many more days will you keep sulking?
Evaluate those answer sheets.
I had told you that we are unfit for politics, but you didn’t listen to me.
It's not us who are unfit, it's the people!
They can’t seem to differentiate between the good and the bad,
and vote against their own interest.
They don’t care about democracy. All that matters is caste!
Looks like someone is blaming the people for his own dumb choices.
[Footsteps]
Anu?
Look at this guy hiding in the library from two weeks like a statue.
We should get this statue installed at the centre of the campus.
This statue looks miserable as it is.
Let it rot here.
Ask your friend to save up his tears, there are many more elections to lose.
He can only dream of politics, but it's in our blood!
Tell me what you did with Anu Harika, or else I'll smash your head, you bastard!
She won't come to college again. She's my uncle's mistress now.
She was born into a family of prostitutes.
You neither have the money the stature to relish her, dude.
[dramatic music]
Why do you need that, Krishna?
Stargazing!
Where will you find the stars in the day?
It's a morning star.
[tense, building music]
Get me a hand mirror! Fast!
[soft, emotional music]
Here...
[dramatic, suspenseful music]
It's me!
[emotional, melancholic music]
Take this.
Anu!
Write it on a paper and show it to me!
[dramatic music swells]
The MLA is forcing me to sleep with him!
My mother is siding with him!
Please, save me!
[Door opens with a thud]
[emotional, dramatic music]
What are you doing, dude?
[powerful, dramatic music continues]
Her getting good grades isn’t going to solve her problem.
Deliver this at Anu's house.
Who? Me? Are you kidding me?
Use your brains for once! Tell them it’s her answer sheet.
What did you cipher in it?
She will figure it out! You go!
I have a bad feeling about this.
[dramatic music swells]
It’s not a big deal.
I'll take care of it.
Please have some tea.
Sir...
Who the hell are you?
I’m doing PhD under the Economics Professor, your daughter has been absent...
Who told you she is my daughter?
I mean your mistress's daughter...
Cut the crap and tell me what you are here for.
To deliver your daughter's answer sheet.
Bloody nutjob!
Hand this to her!
Listen...
Comfort her and let her know she is coming to Delhi with me tomorrow.
[dramatic, orchestral music]
The...
thief...
will...
set...
you...
free...
tonight.
"The thief will set you free tonight"!
Puttaparthi!
Why Puttaparthi!?
Eloping couples usually come to Tirupati to get married.
What about couples who are eloping from Tirupati?
Maybe that's why...
You idiot! Do you want to elope with that prostitute?
Mind your tongue!
She is going to be my wife!
I am sorry.
None of you believed in me when I wanted to contest in the student elections.
She did.
She stood by me and cheered for me!
Even my own parents made fun of my aspirations.
A man needs a wife who believes in him.
Someone who supports him through thick and thin.
Once you have that kind of a person, you shouldn't think further.
You go ahead and make the necessary arrangements.
Just go and make the arrangements.
Go ahead. Please go.
[metal door creaks]
[upbeat, rhythmic music]
[Vessels collide with a clang]
[dramatic music]
[Scooter engine starts]
What's wrong?
[Loud alarm blares]
Hey, it’s a burglar!
Sir... Sir... I am not here to rob... I came to free your daughter.
Who told you she's my daughter?
I mean, your wife’s daughter, sir. Please don't beat me.
Hey Koti! Narsi! that bitch is running away, catch her!
Go!
Go! Faster! They are here.
Let's go. Quickly!
They're coming! - Go quickly.
Go.
She's running away. Catch her.
[intense action music, sounds of a chase]
[Jeep engine starts]
[intense chase music continues]
Hey, wake them up.
[intense music, sounds of vehicles and pursuit]
[Man yelling]
[Scooter revving]
[dramatic music]
I think they fled to Tirumala. Let's go.
[somber, reflective music]
If it weren't for you, my life would have been ruined in that hell, Krishna.
You guys can get ready in the priest's room behind the temple.
Go and get ready. - Okay.
[Sacred Sanskrit chanting]
[solemn, emotional music]
[Temple bells ringing]
Get ready.
He has lost it.
[chanting]
Mr. Priest, is everything ready?
We still need betel leaves and bananas.
is that all?
Yes, this will do. Give that packet to me.
It's almost 'Muhurat' time, where's the bride?
Where's Anu?
She went outside on some errand.
Today's top heroines in the industry were all introduced by me.
Don't you know?
Not to beat my own drum, but I just have the knack for introducing starlets.
Want to know something?
Every girl who dreams of becoming a heroine comes to me for her first break.
And if you ask them why, they say,
Sir?
"Sir, it's all your magic. Simply incredible!”
Sir!
What?? Can't you see I am busy?
The makeup is fading, sir.
You think makeup can fix that face of yours?
Shut up and wait.
You don’t need to worry about these kinds of problems.
I will okay your shot on the very first take.
You don't worry.
Okay? - Sir...
I will take care of everything.
Sir!
Wait, I'm coming. I am fed up with your nagging.
Ready? - Yes sir.
Okay.
Clap in.
Shot number 17, take 02.
Camera...
Dialogue...action!
I feel like giving you a kiss.
You..
How many times do I need to tell you, idiot?
Anu!
You don't even know how to kiss a girl! -Anu!
Can't you kiss properly?
Look here!
Look here, you dog.
Anu!
Hold her like this.
Lean closer.
Where are you going? Come forward...
Lean closer slowly... That's it.
We are late for the 'Muhurat', what are you doing here?
‘Muhurat’?
What 'Muhurat'?
For the wedding.
Whose wedding?
[gasps]
[dramatic, tense music]
I wanted to come to Puttaparthi to meet him, Krishna.
When he came to our college fest, he asked me to come and meet him here.
[powerful, emotional music]
I'm sorry you misunderstood me.
Thanks! Thank you so much for the clarity!
I have an audition in the evening.
We are going to miss the 'Muhurat', are you guys coming?
I am coming!
All the best!
Krishna!
[emotional music]
Could you stay with me until the audition is over?
I'm nervous.
Where's the audition?
At the guest house.
You guys have wasted my time for no reason.
What kind of people are you!?
You leave, I will come tomorrow!
What are you going to do here?
Do you have any money on you?
Here it is.
This is all I have.
Don't be sad, dude.
You are lucky this marriage is not happening
I don't feel that way,
I feel shattered!
[emotional music]
[Jeep approaching]
Room size 25x25
We can accommodate eight beds in the room.
The window size is 6x25.
You can sit here.
That’s the staircase, and we can build a ramp here for easy stretcher access.
There are ten rooms here, ten more there,
and in the middle, this is the corridor.
30 rooms in total!
Your residence is on the top floor.
How many beds in total?
72.
This will be the best hospital between Tirupati and Hyderabad!
If you serve as 'One Rupee Doctor' and become popular,
you will become an MLA one day!
I'm studying medicine to become a doctor, not a politician!
Ask your elder son to do your bidding.
Him?
Even his wife will not vote for him.
Listen, raise a couple of pillars on both sides and accommodate four more rooms.
Okay.
It will be convenient for the patients if the diagnostics lab is on the ground floor.
We may need to stop the construction and start raising new pillars.
Do it, it will take another year for me to complete my studies anyway.
Okay.
Did you refill the fuel in the jeep? - It's done, brother.
I want the work to be done as per his wish.
It's time, I'll make a move, Dad!
Alright.
Have a nice journey.
Hey, don't hesitate for money. - Sir...
Brief the engineer and erect those extra pillars and get it done.
Okay, sir.
Listen, kid.
Go to Muttham Seth's shop and take care of all the raw materials required.
Hey...
Move aside, there's a bomb in it.
Dad!
[Bomb explodes]
[Intense music playing]
Dad!
[people screaming]
I'm fine.
Vaishnavi.
[people screaming]
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Father-in-law?
Suri!
It's just a scratch.
Let's go. Let's go.
Gather our men and get a load of grenades.
Let's go!
I will slaughter every last soul in my enemy's household!
Get the vehicle!
Son, postpone your travel plans!
I won't!
Leave us to our own fate.
I don't want this violence in my life!
Get going!
[Door opens]
Are you selected?
I will be the lead in his next film.
He asked me to come to Madras with him tomorrow!
[emotional, orchestral music]
Okay.
Krishna!
Anyone in my shoes would have done the same, Krishna.
Being married to a nice guy like you won’t be any better than
being Mahinder Reddy’s mistress.
How can you be so sure?
I may be younger, but I know this world better than you.
Marrying you won't make me a chaste woman in the eyes of the world.
I am the daughter of a concubine.
No one can change my past!
Even your own kith and kin will see me as nothing but a whore.
Random men on the street will whistle at me in a degrading manner.
If I became a 'star,' the same world would revere me like a goddess.
That's why I choose to write my own fate, Krishna!
What if you don't make it as a star?
My life can’t get any worse than this.
If it weren't for this opportunity, I might have agreed to marry you!
But you are lucky,
Raja Rao saved you from that fate!
Krishna...!
Keep this as a memory of mine.
You are too naive for politics.
Find a job, Krishna!
Are you going to write my fate as well?
Some day in the future, we will meet in some public meeting.
[on Radio] ♪ When the jasmine vine withers ♪
♪ can it ever bloom again? ♪
♪ Can a broken heartstring ♪
♪ ever sing its melody once more? ♪
♪ When the heart’s tender bonds fade, ♪
♪ and smolder in silent sorrow...♪
From the moment you boarded,
you have been playing only these sad songs brother!
All the passengers fell asleep,
I'm scared the driver might doze off too!
Why don't you sleep as well?
Who's stopping you?
Brother...
We are newly married.
After a bitter fight at home, we're on our way to Tirupati to start a new life.
Please stop that pathetic music and play some radio, brother.
We might hear something lively.
[radio static]
The Honourable President of India Sri Ramaswami proclaimed,
"The security of India is threatened by internal disturbances.
“Our national unity is being targeted by some evil forces.”
“To restrict those forces and to keep our unity intact,
we are imposing emergency as per article 352 of the constitution."
All India Radio, Kadapa station!
You are listening to regional news.
Prime Minister Smt. Iravati Basu has released a statement welcoming the decision,
clarifying that emergency has nothing to with the High Court's verdict disqualifying her from MP post,
and the decision was taken by the president in the interest of national security.
We are becoming like Pakistan!
End of democracy!
Do you think anybody else on this bus realises what this means?
They are sleeping peacefully.
People don't know the difference between rape and romance, nor democracy and dictatorship!
Don't we have a responsibility to teach them the difference?
Yes, we do!
But they sabotage their own future by selling their vote for few rupees.
Until we bring about enough development to eliminate their poverty, ignorance will persist.
You seem to be in a bad mood, brother.
[bus screeches]
[woman screams]
Sir! sir! please stop the bus.
Please stop the bus.
Sir, is there a doctor on the bus?
I'm a doctor, make way, please...
Make way.
[people crying and wailing]
Konda Reddy's goons hacked my husband, sir.
Make way.
Please save my husband, sir.
Let's take him to the hospital.
[wailing continues, somber music]
Brother, help me.
[wailing and crying intensify]
[woman wails]
Get up, dad!
[crying and wailing]
He'll be fine.
He is no more.
[Wailing]
[crying and wailing]
[Mournful music playing]
Who is the deceased?
Pothineni Veera Raaghavayya, the communist leader.
We are returning from his daughter's wedding.
Brother, please let us board until Rajampet.
We will find some vehicle from there.
What are you saying?
How can I let a dead body into the bus.
You come with us and find a vehicle.
Don't refer to him as a “dead body”.
He was alive just 30 minutes ago! Don't refer to him as a dead body.
Go and start the bus.
You guys carry him in!
Start the vehicle.
[emotional, dramatic music]
I won't even spare a single soul in that Konda Reddy's house, Mom.
I promise you, Mom!
These are Ananthapuram faction wars.
Where are you from?
Narsipalli.
How about you?
Pulicharla!
What did you lose?
The girl I loved.
What's the problem at your house?
My father’s violent ways.
[Heroic music builds]
What's your name?
Krishnama Naidu!
MS Rami Reddy.
[Powerful drum beat]
♪ Brother.. O brother.. ♪
[Instrumental music]