All language subtitles for Scam.2003.The.Telgi.Story.Hindi.S01E01.Paisa.Kamaya.Nahin.Banaya.Jata.Hain.1080p.SL.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H264.ESub-REL1VIN (1)

[Abdul] How valuable
are our dreams?

I think dreams are
more precious than life itself.

God has given us one life.

And if you don't fulfil
your dreams in this life...

then your life
will remain incomplete, won't it?

I am Abdul, Abdul Karim Telgi.

And this is
the story of my dreams.

It's the story of my entire life.

[heart rate monitor beeping]

[Nurse] Telgi..

Telgi, which politicians
were involved with you?

- [Abdul murmurs]
- What?

Tell me, which politicians
were involved with you?

[Abdul murmurs]

Politicians...

are many.

I...

can't tell you.

I'm asking you.. which political
people have you helped?

- Hmm?
- Yes?

Which political people have you
helped? I'll keep it a secret.

Hmm? I'll keep it a secret.

Politicians are...

the backbone of the business.

[Title Montage]

[train honks]

[whistling]

[people chattering indistinctly]

Look carefully..
Who am I?

Am I a raw mango salad? Or the mantra
for a healthy life. An orange, maybe?

Or am I a mythical,
magical pomegranate?

Perhaps, I'm as safe as an apple?

Or a guava, sweet like nectar...

I am every fruit in this basket.

Try me, that's all I ask.

I promise to be your companion
on this difficult journey.

Look carefully.. Who am I?
Husband and wife?

I'm sorry, my mistake.

Hero and heroine
on a journey together.

Maybe some pomegranate
will make it even better?

Okay, give me half a kilo.

That's great. The first customer
is in the bag!

- Kids, can I get a round of applause?
- [applause]

That's like it! You will not and absolutely
not regret this, gentleman!

- How much is the guava for?
- Two rupees a kilo.

[Old Lady] 'Come on,
give me a fair price?'

I tell the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth.

Quoting high and selling low is not
my style. I'm not that sly.

Take it if you want,
or else, I bid you goodbye.

- No, I can only give you 1.5 rupees.
- What? 1.5 rupees?

Well, who has ever won
against women?

Even the opposition
couldn't win against Indira.

[train honks]

- [Shaukat] 'Excuse me..'
- Yes, sir?

[Shaukat] 'How much
for the oranges?'

- One rupee for four pieces.
- [Shaukat] 'Give me 250 grams.'

Of course, gentleman..

One, two, three.
Orange on the tree.

Here is your change.

Who are you?

I am the country's future,
who's selling fruit on the train.

If I had more money,
I would've set up a snack stand.

No, I mean, you don't
look like a fruit seller.

Do you see this?

It's a photocopy
of my college degree.

This is my introduction.

But this holds no value.

That's why even after
getting a B.Com degree...

I'm selling fruit
in this 40 degree summer.

Well.. Then why are you wasting
your time here in Khanapur?

- Where should I waste it then?
- Come to Mumbai.

Time and efforts
are valued in Mumbai.

This idea of yours, to wrap fruits
in your degree, has worked.

Come and meet me.

I'll get you a job.

Here is my address.

Okay?

[kids laughing]

[Abdul whistling]

[Salim] 'Look, Bhai is back.'

Uncle, how are you?

I'm fine, how are you?

Take care of your mother.
She's getting weak.

Don't you worry.

It's only a matter of getting
out of this shanty.

Once our condition improves,
so will her health.

Have you won a lottery?

I've got a job.
In Bombay.

Ammi, let's eat. I'm starving.

Come, Uncle.
Eat with us before you leave.

[Naim] 'Bombay is a maze
where everyone gets lost.'

'And you're going there,
trusting a stranger.'

If you had tried
a little harder here...

[Naim]...'you'd have found a nice
girl as well as a decent job.'

And Salim, you should also work.
You're just wasting your time.

[Najma] 'Faridabee..'

Here. Enjoy.

Thank you, Najmabee.

[Farida] 'What are you
staring at?'

Come on, start eating.

I know what you're thinking, Abdul.

But there is a wedding in their family.

[Farida] 'That's why they're
distributing food in the neighbourhood.'

Do you think I go
begging for food?

Do you know what is the biggest
reality of our lives?

These leftovers.

And I don't want to ignore
this reality anymore.

That's why you want
to run away to Bombay?

What else am I supposed to do?
Keep eating dust at the station?

Eat these leftovers?

I am really worried.
The house runs on your earning.

If you leave,
what about our stability?

- We're not stable anyway.
- [train passing]

Look how everything's shaking..

You call this a house?

I want to build a house.

And that's what I am going to do.

[Abdul] When I left Khanapur for Bombay,
I was empty-handed..

The moment I stepped into Bombay,
the city became fragrant.

It was as if all my wishes
melted to become one with the city.

That day, I understood...

why it's said that there is magic
in the very air of Bombay.

I may have arrived with
bad luck and an empty pocket...

but I was sure..

..that the beautiful Bombay...

would definitely
make me her own.

In Bombay, I first
went to meet Shaukatbhai.

His eyesight
and memory were sharp.

He was good
at recognising a man's calibre.

But the same couldn't be said
about his business.

The rooms and coffers of his
guesthouse often remained empty.

I took up the challenge.

Taxi drivers, corner-stores,
snack stalls...

I advertised
our guesthouse everywhere.

Any taxi driver who
brought us a customer...

would get
a commission of five rupees.

In two months, our
business grew four-fold.

And with that, my stature
and salary were both doubled.

I kept moving forward; On the one hand,
the work kept me awake..

- On the other, my obsession to prove myself kept me alive.
- 500 rupees.

But the thing is...

to make it big in life, a man needs
a large dose of luck.

A huge dollop of luck
entered my life too.

Lady luck. Nafisa.

What's that they say?
It was 'love at first sight'.

The moment our eyes first met...

I quite literally fell for her.

It felt like I have known her
for a long time.

And that I've been looking for her
all my life.

I still don't understand what
she saw in an ugly duckling like me.

But she too was
head over heels in love with me.

Some wishes are fulfilled
sooner than you expect.

Sometimes, dreams do come true
before time.

Now, the business was in full swing.
And I had Nafisa by my side.

But still, I didn't want
to rest at that.

Now I had new dreams.

Dreams that took me to the Gulf.

I worked tirelessly
for seven years.

I made a decent earning too...

but it was all
at the cost of peace.

I missed
my wife and daughter a lot.

After all, I am a family man.

I came back to Bombay.

In pursuit of peace.

[indistinct chatter]

Greetings, Abdul Bhai.

[Abdul] 'What did you say to Naik?'

Talk to people like him respectfully,
okay?

[Salim] I didn't say anything.

I was just joking with him.

If they shut down our business...

we'll be working as booking agents
all our lives, and make peanuts.

Is that what you want? Hmm?

Joking, my foot.

Come along.
We're open for business.

[Abdul] 'Have you brought
the cash?'

- [Abdul] 'What's your educational qualification?'
- 5th grade.

Congratulations.

You're a graduate today.

[Abdul] 'This is your
school certificate.'

This is your college certificate.

My father would have been
very happy to see this.

Don't worry. You'll miss
your father a lot in the Gulf.

Now that you've graduated,
get ready to be a parrot.

- Parrot?
- Yes, parrot.

Whatever I ask,
answer like a parrot. Okay?

- What is your name?
- What is your name?

Not the question, my dear.
The answer.

What is your name?
"Saqlain Darbar." Say it.

- Saqlain Darbar.
- Right. Age, 28 years.

Twenty-eight.

- [Saqlain] 'Twenty-eight.'
- Correct.

School, Zilla Vidhyalay, Thane.

Zilla Vidhyalay, Thane.

College, BA Urdu Poetry,
Aligarh University.

BA Urdu Poetree...

- Aligarh University.
- [Abdul] 'Very good.'

What does "poetree" mean?

It means you have studied
creative writing.

What if they ask me
something related to it?

Then recite some Ghalib.

You must've learned that
by the 5th grade, right?

- Yes-yes.
- [Abdul] 'Right.'

Apart from this,
anything else they ask..

Just say,
"All okay, thank you, sorry."

All okay, thank you, sorry.

Great. Now memorise this,
like a parrot.

The immigration officer will understand
that you've come to work as a labourer.

Come on, now say it again.

- Saqlain Darbar.
- [Abdul] 'Hmm.'

Twenty-eight years.

[Saqlain] 'Zilla Vidhyalay, Thane.'

'BA Poetree...

Aligarh University, Urdu.'

'India.'

Well done. Once more.

- What is your name?
- [Dombe] 'Dombe.'

Inspector Madhukar Dombe.

Crime Branch, Mumbai.

[Dombe] 'Do you wear glasses?'

Do you recognize him?

I asked you if you
wear glasses, didn't I?

Then why are you lying?

He was working with you in
pushing and forgery, right?

He's flown off with your money.

[Dombe laughs]

- [Dombe] 'Hey, Tawde.'
- Yes, sir?

Take him.

Sir, please, sir... I haven't
committed any crime, sir.

Those poor people, who want
to go to the UAE and the Gulf...

..Honestly, sir, I was trying
to help poor people...

- to earn some livelihood, sir.
- [laughs]

Who do you think you are?

Robin Hood? Huh?

And what did you think, I'll release you
if you speak in English?

- Tawde?
- Hmm?

Your son studies
English in school, right?

Yes, sir.

Give this f♪♪♪♪r
some English treatment.

- Come on!
- Come on!

- Come on!
- Sir, please...

- Let's go!
- Please, sir...

[Tawde] 'Get inside!'

- I'll eat at home.
- (Kaushal laughs)

You think you'll be back
home in a few minutes?

[Kaushal] 'Huh? You think
they will let you go anytime soon?'

It's your
first time here, right?

First and last time.

[Kaushal] 'Let me tell you something.'

You know what's common between
a dance bar and these jail bars?

Whosoever goes in once...

will keep coming
back, again and again.

You will too.

[Dombe] 'This relative of your's, Abdul'...

He is no innocent man. He is a fox.

He and his brother...

are involved in kabootarbaazi.

Do you understand kabootarbaazi?

This relative of yours...

forges official documents
to send people abroad.

We suspect...

that he forges
fake passports too.

[Dombe] 'This case'...

is a difficult one.

Only a lawyer can save you now.

[Abdul] 'Sir, believe me'...

my objective was
to help people, sir.

You want to help people?

Go on, what else
do you have to say?

Sir, I can never
betray my nation.

- Wow..
- [Abdul] 'Yes, sir.'

I don't even know how to make
fake passports.

It's very difficult.

I swear, sir. And even if I knew it,
I wouldn't have done it.

The profit margin
is next to nothing.

[Abdul] 'Sir...'

- Sir, forget it.
- What?

[Kaushal] 'Let him be.'

He doesn't seem like one of us.

If he were, I'd never forget
such an ugly man.

Sir, I can get you a few men from
the Calcutta gang.

[Kaushal] 'You see, I'd benefit
from it too. Let me...'

Remember one thing.

If you try to lecture me again
without permission...

I'll turn your face red,
without any paint.

Understood?

- He's a smart man.
- [Tawde] 'Sir.'

- What is it?
- [Tawde] 'They're asking for you.'

Rascal.

(Kaushal screams in pain)

I'll be back.

Kaushal Jhaveri.

Abdul.

So, what did you do,
before this?

- I was in the Gulf.
- (Kaushal laughs)

What a fool.

You left a peaceful life there
to rot here?

Why?

I lived there for seven years.

How much time can a man spend
without his family, just for money?

Well, that's true.

Everyone seems to know you here?

My foot. I mean,
they do, but they don't.

As they say, when you're unlucky,
everyone tries to f♪♪k you.

I mean, my luck is f♪♪♪ed.

This bloody Dombe. He's new.
He's not yet in with me.

So, he's beating me up.

And my lawyer, Ganesh Kamble..

He's a great lawyer.

[Kaushal] 'He could have
gotten me out.'

But he's missing.

He could have gotten you out too,
really.

What work do you do?

(Kaushal smirks)

- Tawde.
- [Tawde] 'Yes, sir.'

Let Abdul Telgi go.

[Dombe] 'Listen.'

Come when you're summoned.

Please.

Else, I'll make sure you pay.

[Abdul] 'I've only helped
people in need'...

people whom no one helps.

I've lived there for seven years.

Some people sell their
homes to go there...

hoping that their destiny
will change once and for all.

And I'm not the only one.
Everyone does this.

If you're even a little smart,
you can make a good profit.

And if I hadn't done this, I wouldn't
have survived the competition.

How long can I be
a mere booking agent?

But my intentions were good.

Really?

And for these good intentions,
you'll forget the rules? Hmm?

It's you who breaks the law,
and we must fight your legal battles?

Listen, whatever you do
from now on...

make sure you remain
well within the boundaries. Got it?

Well, to do anything now...

my name will have to be cleared
from police records.

[Abdul] 'Until then, I can't even
think of doing anything.'

Mr. Sahani says that's impossible.

It's not Sahani's cup of tea.

I know a lawyer, Ganesh Kamble.

He can do it.

We'll have to make
this charge sheet...

absolutely ineffective.

[Ganesh] 'But you must handle
the investigation officer.'

Who's the investigation officer?
Who is it?

Inspector Madhukar Dombe.

He is forever hungry.

He is so well-fed, he'll burst out
of his uniform some day.

Okay. So, you'll have to
feed him.

At least 12 to 15 thousand..

12 to 15 thousand rupees?

That's the least.
It could even be more..

How will I arrange
so much money?

- Right.
- The police have frozen my account...

- I have an idea.
- Yes?

You know that Madhukar Dombe,
don't you?

- Yes.
- Why don't you pay him?

- Me? Why?
- Yes.

Hey, listen, I don't loan money
to my clients.

When did I ask you for a loan?

What I'm saying is..
You give him the money...

and give me a 50 percent discount
on your fees too...

Hey, Chotu.
Have you laced this tea with something?

What is he saying?
What rubbish are you talking?

- Just listen to me.
- What...

- Let me finish.
- Sure, go ahead.

- Look, I'm in a fix.
- Yes, you are.

- Let me explain in simple business terms.
- Please explain.

Assume you are not a worker,
you are a businessman.

- Okay.
- This is your business, right?

- Yes, of course. Yes.
- You do, right?

I'm a businessman too.
Well, I've had to shut shop now..

Didn't you say I'm your customer?
You said this is a watertight case, right?

- Yes. Watertight.
- Right. So, if you manage...

to melt this watertight case,
who will become famous?

- Who will?
- You will.

This is called marketing.

Now look. Your slippers are
telling your story.

After this case,
if you become popular...

then it won't be long
before your story changes.

I may not have made
a lot of money in business...

but I've built a network.

- Think about it.
- That's all very well, but the money...

Kamble sir, just as
you are an expert of the law...

I am an expert of profit.

I guarantee you, this deal
may seem expensive today...

but in the future, it'll feel
like a bargain. It's my guarantee.

Okay, fine, but...

you must get me 5.. 6..
10.. at least 12 more clients.

Done.

Okay... here..

- Let me pay for the tea.
- Okay...

Tell me something.
Did you sell insurance for a living?

- Fruit.
- Right.. Fruit..

Fruit?

[Kaushal] 'I don't get it.
This Kamble...'

he won't even swat a mosquito
for free.

He refused to bail me out without a fee.
And you managed to get him, for free?

Not just that..

He paid the officer
to quash your charge sheet?

How did you do this?

It's nothing. I just fed his ego
and got my job done.

Man! You're either a magician
or a great salesman.

Look, it's obvious you are
a good businessman.

Will you work with me?

Tell me something.
Do you have a dream?

- I do.
- What is it?

To renovate this guesthouse,
expand the business...

build a few more guesthouses,
for Shaukatbhai.

These are all the dreams
I'm left with.

Shaukatbhai has already given
you a job and a wife.

Is he now giving you
dreams too, in charity?

What's your dream?
Don't you want to earn any money?

Don't you want to do something
of your own?

If yes, then come with me.

I'll show you why Bombay is called
the city of dreams.

(In Gujarati) In life, if you want to
take a big leap...

you'll have be more daring.

What are you saying?

If you want to leap right to the top,
you will have to dare, my darling.

Welcome.

Come, brother.

Check it out. My factory.
How do you like it?

This junkyard?

Hey, brother...

The future hides in this junk,
trust me.

Come on. Look at this.

I run my shop from here.

Do you know what shares are?

Share certificate.

[Kaushal] 'Big companies deal
in large volumes of shares'...

[Kaushal] I have connections
with the clerks of these companies.

What these clerks do is..

They take old dead share certificates
from their company storehouses...

and give those to me.

Do you know what
a dead share certificate is?

When people purchase shares
at the share market...

the share certificate
is transferred...

to the name of the customer.

The customer signs it.

These certificates can be transferred
a maximum of five times.

I mean, each share certificate
can be signed only up to five times.

Once the fifth transfer is done,
its value becomes..

Zero. Dead. Finished.

Then, a new share certificate
is issued...

because the old one is dead,
right?

Now, these dead, old certificates
rot in the storehouse.

You mean, all these share
certificates are junk?

Now tell me. Will anyone know
if junk disappears?

Will it even matter?

And in this junk,
hides our treasure.

This.

- This adhesive stamp. Do you see it?
- [Abdul] 'Hmm.'

On every certificate...
Here, look at this.

Every certificate carries
such adhesive stamps.

Some are worth one rupee,
some worth five or ten.

That's it.
This is the treasure.

It's a chemical art.

And who is the artist? Kaushal.
As talented as the name suggests.

Now, we'll add acetone.

With this, these stamps that are
so well glued...

don't look so blue,
I'm talking about glue...

the glue will come off.

Now the acetone will work
its magic...

[Kaushal]...'and a chemical
reaction will begin.'

We'll leave
these share certificates to dry...

and once dry, we will
remove the stamps from them.

[Kaushal] 'Wait and watch,
the real fun begins now.'

'We add this chemical to
clean the ink from the stamp.'

'And here it is. A new groom.'

'I mean, a brand new
adhesive stamp.'

'Do you get it, darling?'

Now, we'll take these revenue
stamps to BSE...

and sell them to brokers
at a low price.

We make about three
thousand rupees in commission...

almost 14,000 rupees a month.

What we need to do is,
double this amount.

Got it, darling?

I'm telling you the truth,
just buy it.

AG Tech is under
Mehta's control.

Yes.

[Harshil] 'No problem.'

From 2100, down to 1600?

Harshilbhai, such low margins?

Well, see if it suits you...

or I'll buy it
from someone else.

He's definitely found someone else
who sells our kind of goods.

That's why he is not
being good to us anymore.

- What the f♪♪k! Babu?
- Who?

From the Calcutta gang.

Hey! Babu!

- Go to the car.
- What are you doing?

Why are you f♪♪♪♪♪g with me?
Why have you come here?

Did I come to Old Custom House?
Then why did you come here?

You're welcome to come there.
I haven't stopped you.

But it's good that
everyone knows their place.

Listen, don't act smart.
You'll have to pay for this.

You've made a lot of money.

Everyone's been calling me personally
and placing orders.

- I'm going to shut your shop down.
- F♪♪k you.

Don't you understand
such a simple thing?

- BSE is mine.
- Hey!

Get lost before I lose it.

Or I'll punch you so hard,
you'll turn into a picture frame.

Understood?

You know how it works,
don't you?

The rolls of new revenue stamps
first come to Old Custom House.

And then they get distributed
in Mumbai.

These rascals network with the clerks
and get brand new stamps from there...

and sell them at half the price.

So, they must save on both
gum wash and the effort?

That's the f♪♪♪♪♪g thing.

That's why they can afford to
sell it at half our price.

Here's what they'll do..

For three months, they'll sell
at cost price. No profit.

At the max, they'll lose about
15 or 20,000 rupees.

But in these three months,
they will have wiped out...

all competition in the market.

They'll monopolise the market.

No way. We must go
to Old Custom House.

[Abdul] We'll have to find someone
at the Old Custom House.

[Kaushal] We will.

- [Abdul] What about the Calcutta gang?
- [Kaushal] Like we're scared of them!

What did I tell you?

If you want to leap right to the top,
you will have to dare, my darling.

Here, in the custom house,
there are a few clerks...

who order biryani
at least once a week.

On the pretext of delivering biryani,
the Calcutta gang...

delivers cash in tiffin boxes.

On the way out, they collect revenue stamps
in the same tiffin boxes.

Do you get it? Nothing too
complicated. Plain old robbery.

We have no option.

We too must find
a greedy clerk here, at any cost.

- Hey...
- Hey...

Vitthalbhau. Easy...

He-man, put the stone down.
Hear us out.

- Why are you following me?
- Easy, Vitthalbhau.

- Put it down.
- What are you doing?

I saw you at the office too.
What do you want?

We saw you at the office too.

You were furious
because you didn't get biryani.

- What? Are you joking?
- Hey, listen.

We're not joking.
We know everything.

Put the stone down.
Let's talk.

If you act too smart,
I'll hit you.

It's dangerous...
What are you doing!

Just because you're unlucky...

will you break our heads?

Listen.

We can also feed you biryani,
as much as you'd like to eat..

You know what we want,
don't you?

- I don't want to eat anything.
- [Kaushal] 'Oh, please.'

You'd love to eat too, but no one
invites you to the feast.

How much does the Calcutta gang
pay the head clerk?

15 percent?
We'll give you more. 20 percent.

You want to eat the biryani, right?

If you do, there's a park
near the office...

- come there tomorrow evening.
- Think about it.

[Kaushal] There's no point in waiting.
Vitthal isn't going to come.

If he's smart, he'll come.

- Hey, what's this?
- What?

- F♪♪k off. Take this.
- What?

We came to you because we
wanted to save money on gum wash.

What's this?

[Babu] 'Stop the car!'

Rascal...

- Abdul, run! Run!
- Stop!

Stop!
Where do you think you're going?

Don't let him get away!

[Kaushal] 'Abdul!'

Catch him!

What do you think you were doing?

Hit him!

Beat him up!

[Babu] 'I won't spare you!'

(Abdul screams in pain)

Kaushal..

If I see you again, I'll break
your bones again. Get it!

Let's go.

Gum wash can put food
on the plate...

but it won't put
a roof over our heads.

You wanted to know about
my dream, didn't you?

This is my biggest dream.

A roof over my head.

[Abdul] A home.

Come, come.

Are you feeling okay?

Sahani uncle, dinner is ready.
Please eat before you leave.

Oh, no, I have some urgent work
to attend to.

I was only waiting for Abdul...

[Sahani] 'Once he signs this,
I can leave.'

My signature?

I've made my will and your
signature is needed, as a witness.

Really?

Nafisa, keep this document
locked and safe...

and give it to Zia
when she turns 18.

Absolutely. Let me keep it.

[Shaukat] 'Love you, dear.'

One, two, three,
apple on the tree!

You...

Get out of here
before I kill you.

Oh, Vitthalbhau...

you lie here with your craggy luck
and your broken head...

and yet you wonder
who had wanted you dead?

It wasn't me that beat you,
was it? Put that sword down.

[Abdul] 'I just came to say sorry.
Look.'

Look at this.

They beat me too.
It hurt a lot.

But when I got home, there was
one question that hurt me the most.

Here, eat.

Which papers did you bring,
that Santosh made such a scene?

They were stamp papers.
Stamp paper is the hero.

An adhesive stamp is nothing
but a background artist.

[Vitthal] 'You do gum wash,
don't you?'

How much do you make,
for all the effort it takes?

2000 rupees? 3000 rupees?

It was so difficult, and yet I brought
void government agreements for you.

There were about 27 of them,
easily worth 14,000 rupees.

But the Calcutta gang
has connections at Old Custom House, right?

Why don't they take it directly
from there...

like they steal adhesive stamps?

It's not easy. These are under
heavy government security.

Rarely, one finds such void paper.

Well.. rare products can't support
a business...

What?

Nothing. Tell me more
about this stamp paper, please.

You won't see me again,
I promise.

A little more, please.

Come here.
I've brought you a present.

A present?

My hero. Show me,
what have you got?

What's this?

When I was a kid...

I'd wait excitedly for Diwali,
even more so than Eid.

My mother worked
at a politician's house.

Every Diwali, they'd make dessert.
All five days.

That dessert..
Oh, my God.

The whole locality would be
bathed in it's aroma.

But that f♪♪♪ing miser would
distribute such little cake...

that we'd hardly get a spoon
each in our family.

I'd eat it...

like a rat.

But the taste of that one spoon
would linger in my mouth all year.

Presents? Dessert? What the heck
are you talking about?

You're confusing me.
What have you written there?

This stamp paper you're holding,
it has the power to change destinies.

The government earns a revenue
of 33,000 crore rupees...

by selling stamp papers alone.

10 percent of that
comes from Maharashtra.

And 80 per cent of that
comes from Mumbai.

[Abdul] This figure accounts to
at least 2500 crores a year.

This blank stamp paper is used to
make sale deeds, company deeds...

partnership deeds, gift deeds,
agreement to sale...

Every day, thousands of such
documents are registered.

Including wills.

It doesn't matter if
you're rich or poor...

It may be the will
of a father's life savings...

or a battle between brothers
for the same money.

Someone may want to sell their house,
another may be building a home...

If the country's economy
is a treasure chest...

then stamp paper
is the key to it.

I'm still a rat.

One spoon is good enough for me.

Even if we steal a spoonful
from this 33,000 crore cake...

who's going to know?

And how much
would one spoonful be?

At least...

At least 70-80 crore rupees.

That's it. This is the spoonful
I brought for you.

Do you want it?

What are you thinking?
Dream big, Jhaveri.

From stamps, to stamp papers.

You know, someone once told me...

If you want to leap right to the top,
you will have to dare, my darling.

70-80 crore rupees!
Let's earn!

If I wanted to earn money,
I'd still be in the Gulf.

What do you mean?

I'm not interested
in earning money.

Because money is not a thing
to be earned, it is to be made.

And I don't want to earn money.

I want to make money.

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