Yes madam, I was there to see a friend.
You seem new.
- Yes, I... - Tell me your name.
Madam, what are you doing?
She is not one of us. Let her go.
Be quiet.
She was picked up from the same shooting location.
- Please, hear me out, madam... - I am telling you she is not one of us.
Okay, fine.
What's your name?
Manjiri.
- Manjiri what? - Madam, I am telling you--
What's going on, madam?
The same old.
And mind your own business.
Yes. Your name?
Okay. What's your name?
- See, there he is. - Where's SI sir?
I was there to meet him.
Are you okay?
I am fine. - Who are you?
- Just a minute, ma'am, I... - Move away,
- And let me do my job. - I am. Just give me a second.
I said get out of my way and let me do my job.
I am okay.
Madam, I went to meet him.
Just tell me your complete name.
Will you listen to me?
- What's your name? - I am not from Mumbai, madam.
What's your full name?
Manjiri Bhave.
What about the others?
They will be out soon.
They are my family.
I've taken care of it. Don't worry.
And sorry for this unique welcome that you got.
No, it's alright.
My father is a postmaster.
It's been a while since I last visited any government office.
She is amazing.
Let's go. Come on.
Count the number of pieces.
One, two...
Six, seven...
Mom, where are you going?
Is it from my sister?
Yes. Go and play.
Hey...
Give me the letter.
Hey...
- Give me the letter. - Listen, Mr. postmaster.
No more private conversations between you and Manju.
You will have to read her letter to me as well.
I can hardly keep track of what's going on...
due to these secret conversations between you two.
Maybe this letter has her wedding invitation.
Just give it to me.
Will you read it out aloud?
Yes, I'll read it aloud.
"Dear Dad..."
- Good God. - This loud.
"Dear Dad, I know you are curious to know,
what happened at Abhay's place."
"I'll tell that later,"
"but before that, I have a deep desire to tell you something else."
Meaning?
Strong wish, okay.
Yes. Read ahead.
"I went to a place called prostitute market".
"We live in a country where everyone,"
"from laborer to sex workers sell their bodies."
"I have never seen such a world under your protective wings."
"But now that I'm seeing it,"
"I've realized there's poetry even in the struggle for survival."
"I met a producer of B-grade films yesterday."
"He's just like you, dad."
Come.
"Abhay and I visited one of his film sets yesterday..."
Careful.
This is our studio.
Hello, boss.
- Abdul, how are you? - All good.
Hello, boss.
- How are you, Kailash? - All good.
Come.
Hey, tea.
Yes, boss.
Sit, madam.
No, sir. That's your seat.
Please, sit. It's yours.
Sit down.
Sit Abhay.
That's our director.
He thinks he's making an art film.
Chetan. Rita. On the bed.
Come on, start.
Lights.
Camera.
Action.
- Your sari-- - Cut, Cut, Cut.
Makeup.
Fix her make-up.
He's making an art film.
Boss, fix a date for my house warming ceremony.
If you don't come, it won't happen at all...
Do it on any day you want,
I will be there.
Just tell me the date.
Nothing is more important than that.
- Actors, ready? - Yes, sir.
Lights.
Camera.
Action.
The veil of your sari...
Continue, you dimwit...
Cut.
You are a really good actor.
You liked it?
I did.
Thank you so much.
Your Kohl has smudged.
- I'll get the mirror. - No, I'll fix it.
It's done.
What happened? Why are you crying?
Well, ours is a close-knit family.
So when an outsider gets so close,
I get emotional...
Come on.
Can I sit here, boss?
Go on.
Come on.
Thank you.
I knew. You would find poetry here as well.
Hello.
You two are full of poetry.
Sit.
Can we talk about business now?
Yesterday, I told you everything about me.
What about you?
Why are you betting 15 lakh rupees?
In gambling, the profit has a single rule,
The host always wins.
And the gambler always loses.
Then why do you want to gamble?
I'm not the one who will gambling.
Others will gamble,
I will do business.
Every evening the Kohli brothers pick a card.
At the beginning of the 'Matka' gambling business,
things were done very honestly.
They would pick a card with their eyes shut,
But now...
Now they pick a card with the least bets.
That is why the casino always wins.
Let me explain.
Christians.
For Christians, the 25th of every month is auspicious.
Isn't it?
Several gamblers will bet on two and five.
The fourth day of the lunar fortnight falls on the same day.
So, thousands of gamblers will bet on number four.
It's also the sixth day of Ramzan.
So our Muslim brothers will rest their faith on number six.
So that's out too.
That leaves us with eight and nine.
What day will it be?
Saturday?
Meaning...
Saturn.
Number eight is the number of Saturn.
And it's also a Saturday,
which is very-very lucky.
But good luck is bad business.
And every newcomer bets instinctively on number nine,
because that is the number of completions,
According to numerology.
I will bet on zero and one.
7 is still there...
Why not seven?
Because several people add up the date and bet on the total.
That's why.
And why not three?
There's a long history behind it.
Ratnakar Kohli had started this gambling business,
Post his demise, his four sons pick a card in turns.
No one misses their turn.
But their youngest son Dinkar Kohli...
He hates the number three.
- Why? - Trauma.
Trauma?
Ratnakar Kohli got married thrice.
He has four sons from his first two wives.
But when his second wife died,
Dinkar was only five years old then.
Ratnakar's third wife tortured him.
All the other brothers had grown up, but this child...
He got scarred for life.
He even quit school after class two,
because he hated the number three.
So whenever he picks a card,
there is no chance of picking number three, because...
There are no threes in his deck of cards.
Good.
But tell me one thing...
How are you so sure that the fourth brother will pick 'the' card?
No one can guess which brother...
...picks which card on which day. Understood.
I do.
Gajendra Kamarkar.
He's a journalist from the Marathi evening newspaper.
He took this snapshot.
2nd January 2003.
Eight years ago, on 2nd Jan, the oldest brother had picked a card.
Meaning...
first brother on 2nd Jan.
Second brother on the 3rd.
Third brother on the 4th.
And the fourth brother on the 5th.
And again, the fourth brother on the 6th.
The fourth brother again?
Yes, let me explain.
The sequence is repeated in reverse.
Backwards.
So... the third brother on the 7th.
Second brother on the 8th.
The oldest brother on the 9th,
and the older brother again...on the 10th.
Incredible.
How are you so sure?
Because according to this logic,
Since 2003, the number three was never picked
whenever it was,
the fourth brother's turn.
And he won't pick that number on that day either.
The game will be about
the two numbers 1 and 0
Because these two numbers will have the least bets.
And only two people will profit from it.
Kohli brothers
and Abhay Dubey.
Okay.
So tell me...
Is this gambling or business?
That day, she was furiously running away,
because she thought it was gambling,
that's why I almost got hit by your car.
Look, irrespective of whatever this is...
Gambling or business. Never leave his side.
I love, love stories.
You two are made for each other.
I'm enjoying this sight for the second time.
I'll be back.
Impressive.
Abhay, come here.
Manjiri.
The first dancer of my first bar. Pinky.
She was like a daughter to me.
We had an accountant.
Vicky.
He fell in love with her.
I supported their love story.
Like didn't care for society or culture.
I got them married.
I performed the rituals myself.
And sent the two to New Jersey.
Settled them there.
Vicky returned after two years.
To sell his home in Marol.
The next day he was going to Siddhivinayak.
Riding his bike at 5 am in the morning.
He was run over by a truck.
Everything was over.
Sorry.
Can't help it.
Boss, there's a cop here from the police station.
- Who? - Tukaram Navlekar.
Didn't we settle everything?
Why is he here now?
He says he wants to meet Abhay Dubey
He's a friend of mine.
Then go meet...your friend.
Come.
See you.
- What are you doing here? - I am off duty.
- What? - What?
What is this? What are you two up to?
Why are you asking?
Don't you know who Ratan Kinkabwala is?
He is a friend of ours.
- Your friend? - Yes.
He is a don.
He has several businesses. And not a single one is legal.
You may have a criminal mind,
- But why bring her here. - Tukya, calm down.
Do you know what this place is?
I know.
Ratan Kinkabwala told us everything.
Did he tell you everything?
Then he must have told you about his accountant Vicky as well?
Yes, he did.
-Then he must have told you-- -What?
That Vicky was murdered.
And that Ratan Kinkabwala was his murderer.
What?
Didn't he tell you that?
Take her and get out of here.
Abhay, you'll get in trouble.
Bloody Tukaram doesn't accept any bribe.
Did you kill Vicky?
What did you say?
Did you kill Vicky?
You guys really are incredible.
No one has ever looked at me in the eye and asked questions.
Not even the Police.
I asked did you kill Vicky?
No.
He was smart.
Brilliant mind.
And brilliant minds have several options.
Jobs, women...right?
There he became a white-collar man.
He got a job at a big firm.
He forgot his background.
He started calling my Pinky a dancer.
He called her a whore.
Marriages take time to decay,
but their marriage decayed immediately
That asshole used to beat her up.
Sorry.
I'll show you.
Pinky sent this to me.
See.
She tried to divorce him.
Here, I can control the law.
I own the lawyers.
But I was helpless in that foreign country.
He even confiscated Pinky's passport.
Two years passed. Two full years.
I had no options left to save her.
One day, he came back,
To sell his flat in Marol.
I received him at the airport.
Also handed him the keys to his new bike.
Said it will come in handy as long as he's here.
And asked him to visit the temple and take God's blessings.
I handed him keys to his new bike,
and a new truck for Bandya.
You said you didn't kill him.
I didn't kill Vicky,
I killed the guy he had turned into.
He had changed.
I killed that guy.
If I hadn't killed him, he would have killed my child.
We may be gangsters.
We never tell the truth about murders.
But...
I see honesty in your eyes, Pinky,
and I'm not able to lie to you.
Sorry mam... I called you Pinky.
"I experienced death and poetry on the same day."
"I even saw Abhay in a different light, father."
"I realized that the game he's playing,"
"is not a game of dice."
"He's struggling with life."
"And has an intelligent plan"
"I won't let him gamble again,"
"but I have decided to support him this time,
at every step."
"But..."
What else is left to read? Continue.
Nothing. It's the end. See...
Read it.
"But don't tell mom about this."
"Don't tell her at any cost,"
"because she will never understand."
Of course. How will I ever understand?
I have no brains.
That guy has all the brains, the one who gambles,
And takes his girlfriend to watch the shooting of a B-grade film.
Nor does this father have any brains,
Who seems unaffected even after hearing everything.
Your daughter is about to jump into the fire,
but you won't save her.
Instead, you will push her into it..
This is why she can't tell her mother anything.
Ask Manju to come here immediately
Immediately
She will stay here. Continue her studies from here.
She will do good.
And I don't care even if she spends her entire life,
peeling cashews in front of me...
What are you looking at?
Do you really want to push your daughter into the fire?
Whoever this Abhay is,
he will scar your daughter's life.
He has not hidden anything.
You're not going to listen to me, are you?
He's a gangster. He gambles.
Why will he keep secrets?
Come here. Come, sit.
Sit.
Look...even we gambled.
I was at your house only for thirty minutes.
I had a cup of tea and some rice puffs.
Your parents gave their approval
and we got married.
If this is not gamble, then what is?
But we won.
We won, didn't we?
Until yesterday even I thought we had won.
But not after reading this letter.
Don't worry.
Go away.
You're trying to explain to me the impossible.
Here. Read the letter.
For the first time, I can't look at my dad in the eye.
I've put all his life's earnings at stake.
Pass me the cigarette.
My luck is about to change, tomorrow between 5 and 9.
I'll be carrying ten such bags.
TEN.
Or zero.
I'll either be out of this dump...
Or right in the center.
Hey...I need you to be with me tomorrow.
Don't get drunk.
Are you crazy?
I'll be there with dad.
Just don't get scared tomorrow, Chotu.
Hello.
What are you doing?
Staring at my dad's earnings.
Get some sleep. Don't think too much.
Can't sleep.
How can you sleep if you dream so big?
I'm scared out of my wits, And you're talking poetry to me...
Abhay, if you're not sure,
it's okay to change your mind.
I'll change my life.
Come on.
Come in.
Speak softly.
Close the gate.
Here.
How much?
15...
Ayaaz...15.
Ayaaz, keep this on the side.
The first number?
Zero.
The second one?
One.
Get going.
Bandya. Take it.
Hey...what are you doing here?
Boss said your research is solid.
So I thought I should also do some business.
Did you tell anyone?
Not at all.
Come on.
The first card will be drawn at 5 pm.
Come on. Don't return until 5.
Come on.
Let's go. Come back at 5.
Come on.
You go. I'll wait here.
Let's see who gets lucky today.
The first number is eight.
Number eight?
Yes, it's number eight.
I got lucky too.
I told you.
Call us and let us know the result at 9.
- Okay. - Let's go.
Yes, tell me.
I will fix everything, dad.
I thought I could
earn some money,
get the house fixed.
I studied the pattern for three years, I thought I will win...
Take out my God's picture from the rickshaw.
Did you know?
Yes.
It's okay.
Everything will be alright.
Abhay, let's go.
Boss wants to see you.
Let's go. Get up.
Come on.
So, hero?
We must celebrate this loss.
Cheers.
You know,
Intelligent people don't have a problem.
But those with extra intelligence,
Do have a problem.
They think the rest of the world is a dumbfuck.
What did he say?
Number eight was of Saturn.
They will never pick that card.
But they did.
Saturn knocked you out?
Huh?
And yes, your research on the number three.
Can I tell you something?
Dinkar Kohli has not been picking cards for the last three months.
The brothers had a tiff.
He's opening his own little gambling den in Patiala.
This is called half research.
You researched only the past and not the present.
And what was that?
Ohh...Yes, festivals.
That was again a really good theory.
Very nice.
I mean, you missed including a few million Gods in your theory.
About 33 crore Gods are worshiped in India.
Shit happens. Next time.
How did you find out about Dinkar Kohli?
I didn't find out...
I knew.
I am from the same profession, dimwit.
That's my world.
Did you know about this yesterday?
Yes.
And still, you let me bet the money?
That is why I sent Bandya.
You handed over the bag, and he picked it up.
Remember one thing.
If it was just you,
I would have let you die.
I saved you because of her.
Always remember that.
Take the wine, bro.
It won't taste bitter now.
Cheers.
Thank you.
Come on.
A desire to win the world overnight,
by betting everything you have.
It's madness.
You are intelligent.
Don't do anything crazy.
Do business instead.
Small risks
and lots of hard work.
And a little profit.
That's business.
Gambling,
Our lanes...
It's not meant for you.
I see you there.
There.
See...
Peddar Road.
Carmicheal road,
Worli. Juhu. These places.
You're an educated man.
Don't enter these wrong lanes.
Those lanes are meant for us,
leave them to us.
Don't even visit me too often.
Whenever I feel like it, I will visit you...
Randomly.
See you.