All language subtitles for Scam.2003.The.Telgi.Story.Hindi.S01E04.Mubarak.Ho.Aapko.Stamp.Paper.Hua.Hain.1080p.SL.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H264.ESub-REL1VIN

[siren wailing]

How are you, Nafisa?

Bye.

Bye.

Will this be enough?

How much did Tukaram ask for?

20 to 25 lakh rupees.

So then?
How will you arrange 25 lakhs?

Let's go.

Mr. Abdul, you're meeting
a Cabinet Minister...

not the Prime Minister.

If this plan works out,
then in a few years...

I might
meet the Prime Minister too.

Really? The Prime Minister?

I may be smaller than you
in height and status...

but my ambitions are big.

Sir, there's a very
honest man...

who has been toiling
for years now.

But he hasn't received
a promotion for over a decade.

It's really unfair to him, sir.

What is his name?

What is his name?

Madhusudan Mishra.

Madhusudan Mishra.

He's the Deputy Manager
at the Nashik press.

I've known him for years.

He's a very hardworking man.

But he's so honest
that he hesitates...

to even ask for a promotion.

Is Nashik...

part of your constituency?

No, sir.
I'm from Dhule.

Tukaram, how's the milk
in Dhule?

Milk... Sir...

I mean, cows,
buffaloes, milk, yogurt...

It's good, sir.

Butter must be cheap
in Dhule, right?

So stop buttering me...

and stop making
irrelevant offerings.

Sir... you are
a senior minister... I thought..

Tukaram, why are you involving me
in this?

Huh?

It's not even my ministry.

So, just cut this b♪♪♪♪♪♪t...

and stop wasting my time.

F♪♪k off!

[Title Montage]

Sir. Hello, sir.

I'm Abdul.

So?

Well, I came to give you this.

Are you a postman?

No, sir.

I think the courier...

accidentally delivered
your package to me.

- Are you Madhusudan Mishra?
- Yes, that's me.

Then this belongs to you.

[ticking sound]

Open it.

- Sir?
- Open it.

How can I open it? It's your parcel?

Why not?
You've brought it, haven't you?

- So, go ahead and open it.
- Yes, but...

It's your parcel, sir.
How can I?

Mister, how would I know
what you've brought in it?

What if it's a time bomb?

[chuckles]

Sir, why would I give you
a time bomb?

How would I know
your mind? Do I know you?

This is absurd, sir,
I am just trying to help you.

Fine, let's do one thing.
Let's open it together. Okay?

- Open it.
- Okay, sir.

Here.

What is it? Take it out.

Open it.

- Sir, we can together...
- No, you open it.

- Let's open it together.
- I'm right here. Open it.

This...

I heard a ticking sound, so
I thought it could be a time bomb.

No problem, Sir. It's natural.

Thank you very much.

What did you say your name was?

[Singing song]

[whistling the song]

JK, he's high
without even drinking.

[whistling the song]

What did you do?

Nothing.

I gave Madhusudan a watch,
maybe he'll give me some time now.

Listen, I've known him
for ten years.

He has no weakness.

- Ten years?
- Yes, ten years.

Don't worry,
I'll handle Madhusudan.

You just tell me how we can purchase
all the machine parts.

It can't be done.
It's not possible..

JK, please tell him.

In an auction, a single company
cannot get all the parts.

[Bapat] 'A machine is decommissioned
once in three or four years...

'The parts are dismantled
in the presence of a government auditor..

..and Madhusudan Mishra.'

'And the parts are auctioned under
Madhusudan Mishra's supervision.'

And most importantly, the main
parts never make it to the auction.

Plates...

Without the plates,
nothing can be done.

[Chatre] 'And they destroy
all the plates.'

And we need all the main parts...

the paper, ink, and plates,
we need them all.

[Bapat] 'Which is
impossible.'

'Otherwise everyone would be
printing stamp papers.'

Bapat.

There's a world of difference
between everyone and me.

[Singing song]

[whistling]

[beep on pager]

Hey it's your turn...

Hello?

Yes, Madhusudan ji.

Absolutely.
I'll be there.

[indistinct chatter]
[machines whirring]

Hello, sir.

Abdul Karim Telgi,
please have a seat.

Are you fond of poetry?

- Excuse me?
- Are you fond of poetry?

Sometimes.

Listen to this one.

"Is the country
really prospering?"

"Is the country
really prospering?"

"When dacoits are still issuing decrees.."

"Where everyone's integrity
has been compromised."

"You tell me, are we really free?"

Tell me?

Sir, we've been free since 1947.

And we're still there.

It's because of people like you
that we are still stuck there.

What did you think?

That you would sneak your way in
with a watch?

Get your work done?

No, sir. I was...

Pick up the watch.

Pick up the watch!

I called you here, to crush
the arrogance you came in with.

Understood?

I'm very...
I'm very sorry, sir.

Sir, you're so senior.

Your integrity is so much
bigger than my actions.

I'm a poor man, sir.

I run a small product shop.

I wanted to discuss
a product with you.

Had I chosen the direct route,
I would have...

been stopped
by the bureaucrats under you.

I had no time.
So I...

So, to save time,
you gave me the watch?

I came from a poor family myself.

I've reached here
with sheer hard work.

Since 10 years,
I've been working here tirelessly.

I never resorted
to unethical means.

That's how I've earned
this respect!

And people like you use poverty
as an excuse, to do wrong...

and you think everyone
will fall for it?

Get out!

[Chatre] 'Listen, Abdul...'

'You don't listen.'

'You've narrowly escaped arrest.'

'I told you repeatedly...

that Madhusudan Mishra
is unshakeably honest.'

Not everyone is swayed by money.

And tell me something. Why does
Madhusudan Mishra need you?

Why would he need you?

[Bapat] 'Seriously man,
it could have been much worse.'

[Chef] 'Hey,
you can't come here..'

We're the ones drinking,
and he's high.

[Chatre chuckles]

Life has become so bitter that
even my blood craves sweetness.

I feel better now.

Hey, Pakya, bring another cold one.

Pakya is now Manager Prakash.

Stop treating him like a waiter.

[Bapat] 'Show him some respect..'

Why do we come into this world?

To swat flies.

[chuckles]

We don't come
into this world to live.

We come to earn.

Everyone needs to earn something,
right?

Some need respect, some need money,
some need power.

Like Pakya doesn't
want to be Pakya.

He wants to be Prakash.

I'm different too.

I don't want to earn money.

I want to make it.

Similarly, that Madhusudan
is different too.

He wants to earn respect.

He has worked tirelessly as
a Deputy Manager for ten years now.

But hasn't achieved the position
of a General Manager.

That's his need.

If we wish to make money...

then we need to first
get him some respect.

Where you 'get' it? In a shop?

There's one not-so-gentle man...

..who can transform Madhusudan
into a gentleman.

Abdul, where are you going?

To Dhule. Come with me.

[Tukaram] 'In Delhi, you'll have to
pay even for a sneeze.'

Getting Madhusudan's promotion papers
stamped, will be expensive.

Tell me, how much will it cost?

It's a high-ranking position.

You'll need to arrange
a minimum of 20 to 25 lakhs.

We'll meet at the Mumbai airport
in four days.

F♪♪♪er. How are you
going to arrange...

20-25 lakhs in cash?

I have a lot of confidence
in my savings account.

The cash will come too.

Let's meet in four days.

Stop buttering me...

and stop making
irrelevant offerings.

Sir... you are
a senior minister...

Why are you involving me in this?

Huh?

It's not even my ministry.

So, just cut this b♪♪♪♪♪♪t...

and stop wasting my time.

F♪♪k off!

- Tukaram.
- Hmm.

Who was the seventh incarnation
of Lord Vishnu?

It was... Hiranyakashyap.

Tukaram, he was a demon.

The seventh incarnation of
Lord Vishnu was Lord Rama.

- Who was the eighth?
- Lord Krishna.

Correct.

So, Tukaram, Lord Rama didn't
like butter, but Lord Krishna did.

Got it?

There are
more powers high above...

who can bestow
their blessings on your Madhusudan.

If you want to take a chance,
go ahead, otherwise, you can leave.

[JK] 'You gave him the money
without any guarantee?'

Damn it.

How much more risk
are you going to take?

In this business of ours,
no matter what...

if we want to succeed...

then we must take risks,
my darling.

So, you're certain
that things will fall into place?

Not at all.

But I know one thing for sure.

PA Gupta may be a rascal...

but Madhusudan Mishra is
truly deserving of this promotion.

He really should get it.

[cell phone ringing]

- Hello.
- [Gupta] Abdul Bhai.

The higher powers are pleased.

[Gupta] They've given their blessings.

Good morning, sir.

Are you here to apologise?

No, sir,
I'm here to congratulate you.

I want you to remember, that I was
the first to congratulate you.

Congratulate me, for what?

It's a surprise, sir.

You'll love it.

Good day, sir!

[clapping and cheering]

Congratulations, sir.

Sir... Sir…

Your new cabin is over there.

General Manager, sir.
Congratulations.

[Madhusudan] 'I don't want
such a promotion!'

Nobody noticed my honesty,
my capability.

My efforts hold no worth,
no significance.

But... This...

A crook...

takes all but two days to accomplish
what ten years of hard work couldn't.

It's undoubtedly because of
your corrupt mind-set.

Damn it...

In just...

in a moment, your dishonesty
defeated my integrity.

Everything you said,
I heard none of it.

All I heard was a loud sound...

and all your words
drowned under it.

It was the sound of your heart
breaking, Madhusudan ji.

All I did was
listen to your heart.

Why don't you listen to mine?

The problem with you is..

..that you don't listen.

I tried to speak to you
earlier as well.

But you wouldn't listen then,
and you won't listen now either.

This promotion that
you've received, is solely yours.

What have I done?
I haven't done anything.

The system failed
to acknowledge your potential...

..but I've recognized it.

Right?

Now, the choice is yours,
Madhusudan ji...

whether you want to let
the system disappoint you...

or you want to join hands
with me and progress.

I'm speaking my heart.

Please.

Listen to it.

Madhusudan Mishra
has initiated an audit.

He's already begun labelling
one of the machines as junk.

[sound of machines whirring]

Sir, I've tried everything.

But there's no way.
It's junk.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, sir.

What should we do now, Mister?

This machine will be
dismantled just like others before it.

[Abdul] 'Photos of its
parts will be taken...

and the auction and bidding
will take place in the usual manner.'

The purchasing department
will choose only those companies...

that place the highest bids.

And that's why
we'll submit blank bids.

[Abdul] 'Salim.'

Suleiman. Zuben.

JK, and I.

I've registered five companies
in each of our names.

[Abdul] 'The Purchase Officer
will be our man.'

'Whatever is the highest
bid he receives..'

He will fill a higher bid than that
on our blank bidding forms.

Technically, our bidding
will become the highest.

The companies with the highest bid
are, Mr. Jayant Karmarkar...

[Auctioneer]...'from
Muqaddar Enterprise, Bhusawal.'

'Mr. Zuben from
Sikandar Engineering, Mumbai.'

'Mr. Suleiman from
Vijay Mechanicals, Latur.'

'Mr. Salim from
Agnipath Traders, Belgaum.'

'Mr. Abdul Karim Telgi from
Shehanshah Mechanics, Mumbai.'

'I request all these companies to
complete the remaining formalities.'

'And with this, today's auction
comes to an end.'

Did you keep the plates aside?

Following the procedure,
all the plates have...

to be cut in the presence
of the auditor.

The plates are large
and are made of zinc.

The process is simple.

The plates are inside a cover.

[Abdul] 'Which is detachable.'

'Most people don't know this.'

'They mistake the cover
for the plate.'

'Madhusudan Mishra will separate
the cover from the plate...

and insert a tin sheet
of the same size into it.'

'When the cover is cut
in front of the auditor...'

it will seem to him
that the plates are being cut.

However, in reality, it will be the
fake tin sheet that's being cut.

Meanwhile...

[Abdul] 'Madhusudan Mishra
will secure the actual plates.'

'Once that's done,
we'll transport...

all the parts in five
tempos, to Mumbai.'

'Along with those parts,
Madhusudan...

will give us these plates too.'

'Then, with the help
of Bapat and Chatre...

at the Mumbai press..

..we'll assemble all the parts
back into a machine.

Dumping roll?

Dumping roll...
It's here.

- Water roll?
- Received.

- Photo shield?
- Received.

- Gripper?
- Yes.

- [Chatre] 'Feeder?
- [Bapat] Feeder received.'

- [Chatre] 'Motor?
- [Bapat] Motor is here.'

'Okay.'

- Plates?
- Plates?

Just a moment.
I can't see them.

Hey, brother,
have you seen the plates?

- No.
- No?

How is that possible?

[Chatre] 'Check again properly.'

[Bapat] 'They are not here.'

- [Chatre] 'Did you check properly?
- [Bapat] Yes.'

- [Bapat] 'We haven't received the plates.
- What's wrong, Chatre?

Madhusudan Mishra
hasn't sent the plates.

There might be a mistake,
check again.

Madhusudan Mishra
was personally overseeing...

the transportation
of all the parts.

I think he didn't send them
on purpose.

[Madhusudan] 'You've already
embroiled me in illegal activities.'

But what you're asking of me now,
is very risky.

Every day, I have a feeling...

- that the police will come...
- [Abdul] Why are you so scared?

Oh no. I'm not scared.

Look, the thing is...

I'm putting my years of work
and my reputation on the line.

And I'm not getting
the appropriate value for it.

Hmm.

And what is this 'appropriate value'?

I'm just asking.

Why don't you speak clearly?

Twenty-one lakhs.

[chuckles]

I don't have 21 lakhs right now.

But you can...

Keep this.

As soon as the work starts,
you'll be the first to get your share.

Not 21, 25.

But in return, I need
something from you too.

For the printing, we'll need
dye and paper.

And we'll need your help with that.

Dhondu, bring a milk tea,
a black tea...

and an empty glass, quickly.

And anyway, the government
has officially declared...

that certain decisions
at the Nashik press...

can be taken
by the General Manager.

After getting
the transport contract to Salim...

en route, between the traders
and the press...

we'll take as much dye as we need...

from the sealed cans.

And in return...
What's this called?

Di-chloropropane.

We'll put the di-chloropropane
chemical...

[Abdul] '...and seal the cans.'

Now, the dye that you have...

and the dye that we have,
are of the same formulation, right?

Hmm?

Nice and strong.

Send the plates directly
to the Mumbai press.

And now, give me the contact
of the paper supplier.

Sir, these papers...

Cotton-based papers.

[Abdul] To print the stamp papers...

we already
had the plates and the special dye.

Now, we needed
cotton-based papers...

on which stamp papers
are printed.

These papers are used
for only two things.

Stamp papers,
and college degrees.

After all this hard work,
the question was...

would our stamp papers
match the exact quality...

of the government-issued ones?

Congratulations.
You've become a father.

Stamp paper is born.

[laughing and cheering]

Abbu!

Oh, my darling!

Surprise!

Oh, wow!

- Wow!
- You've been hiding in the shadows.

How come you've come into
the open today?

[mimics] I am a hero. I can't stay behind
the curtain for too long.

I had to step out
for the heroine.

[Zia giggles]

Go to your room and see the present
I've brought for you.

You'll love your Abbu a bit more.

- Come on.
- Wow, a present!

I'm aware of the questions
brewing in your mind.

The questions aren't
about the past...

they're about the future.

Like I read the questions
in your mind...

can you read the answers in
my heart?

The mission I had embarked upon, Nafisa,
I've accomplished it.

Enough of living
in shadows like this...

and enduring people's taunts.

It's over now.

Forget all your
sorrows, all your pain.

Nafisa, now it's time to move forward.

Whatever happens next
will be good.

Truly wonderful.

[kisses]

[doorbell ringing]

- Do you recognize me, Bharade sir?
- What is it?

Does the name ring a bell?
Abdul Karim Telgi.

I went to jail...

even though you had assured me
that nothing would happen.

I was ruined.

I used every cuss word I knew...

except 'Bharade'.

Now, it's your turn.
Do me a favour.

I needed licenses for a few
of my partners.

Look, the hospitality
you were receiving in jail...

wasn't charity.

We're even. Now get lost.

- Bharade sir, just a minute.
- What is it?

[cell phone ringing]

There.

[cell phone ringing]

Namaskar, Mr. Bharade.

Sorry...

Come, let's talk inside.

Hello, ma'am.

Can I get some water?

You are a b♪♪♪♪♪♪, Bharade sir.

I don't care how you feel..

But you'd better not be the reason..

..for another mishap
like the last one.

I need all these licenses
within a week.

This is just the beginning.

We need to maintain this relationship.

Starting today, I hold the reins
of your license kingdom.

Hmm?

[Shaukat] "O Allah, I ask You
for beneficial knowledge...

goodly provision,
and acceptable deeds."

"Glory be to Your Lord, the Lord of
Honour, above what they describe."

"All praise is due to Allah,
the Lord of all the worlds. Ameen."

Ameen.

Are you happy?

Yes, of course.

Since when have you
started lying to me?

Look, my dear..

Have you ever heard of anyone
hiring salesmen..

..to sell stamp papers
worth 50 and 100 rupees?

Hmm?

Those who need stamp papers
get them directly from the vendor.

Why are these salesmen required?

He's working so hard.

It's a new business
and you don't seem to notice that.

At least don't be suspicious.

You will never understand him.

Take care of yourself.

[laughing]

What happened?

Why are you making a spectacle?

With this expensive bike,
who are you trying to impress?

We might get into trouble.

What's wrong, Abdul Bhai?

Even you spend on your family.

When you've got cash,
why live like a beggar?

I've spent on myself.

This wealth isn't ours.

We're only guarding it. Get it?

We've made so many promises
along this journey...

that by the time we finish feeding
the hyenas, all the money will be gone.

What are we going to do then?

- Come on, that's enough.
- [Abdul] Hmm?

- Sorry.
- What will we do then?

Enough, Abdul.

Zuben, take him away.

Go have dinner, both of you.

Here.

Let's go.

We've grown now...

the business has grown too.

We need to behave
like moneyed people do.

But what do we do?

Working in Mumbai alone
won't yield much now.

If not Mumbai, where else?

Everywhere else.

All over India.

[Abdul] My business was thriving.

I had built
my own fortress of wealth.

Day and night, we were
printing stamp papers worth millions.

And my salesmen,
with their MBA degrees...

were selling them
with utmost dedication.

I also expanded
the business to Karnataka.

Salim took over the
responsibility of Karnataka.

Under him, the Karnataka business
flourished.

Money seemed to be pouring in.

I wasn't earning money,
I was making it.

We were incredibly happy.

And I made
all the hyenas happy too.

Once again, I had set
my system in place.

From ministers to guardians,
everyone was serving this system.

And the remote control
to this system, was in my hand.

When the destination is in sight,
the mind starts racing on its own.

But as they say,
even if the jungle changes...

its rules remain unchanged.

[Salim] 'I possess
a valid license.'

I have the right
to sell stamp papers, got it?

[Balekundri] 'Show me the receipt.'

[Salim murmurs]

It's at the head office in Mumbai.
Give me a few days, I'll get them.

[Abdul] Just like in Maharashtra...

Karnataka also had its fair share
of hungry hyenas.

One of them was Fahim Sheikh.

A minister
who maintained records...

of all the illicit activities
in Karnataka.

My business
in Karnataka is relatively new.

But I can still offer you
a 15 percent cut.

More asked me...

that's why you're here.

Let me speak frankly.

I have multiple businesses...

and you'll have to invest
in all of them.

At least 10 percent.

What are you thinking?

Nothing, sir.

I'm thinking about
your perspective.

My focus is on building friendship
while your focus is on the funds.

Alright.

I'm ready to invest
in all your businesses.

But in return,
I want your friendship.

Permanent.

[Salim] 'Well, what can we do?'

'Everyone wants to
suck our blood here.'

These corrupt politicians
are shameless to begin with.

Their desire for power
strips them.

They're exposed, as if standing
in just an underpant.

And the drawstring of this underpant
is in the hands of the public.

Like this.

The day the public releases
its grip, the underpant slips away...

leaving them stark naked.

We must ensure that we keep
the public on our side.

The entire nation's public?

Start from Khanapur, Salim.

Those who fear
don't deserve to wear a crown.

Begin with bringing
the people of Khanapur on your side.

When a crowd walks behind,
everyone will fear you.

Then watch how the police
and politicians lose their might.

You'll see how, at a mere gesture
of yours...

people will follow you
like a flock.

No one will dare touch you.

Don't play a mock-gangster. Forge
your leadership through public welfare.

[Abdul] 'Do you understand?'

How will I do all of this
on my own?

And where should I start from?

Start by making a pilgrimage
to the dargah of Baba Ajmer Sharif.

And don't go alone,
take all of Khanapur along.

[Abdul] 'After that, buy
land in Khanapur.'

We will build
the biggest house in Khanapur.

[Salim] Haji Ali Sheikh,
Salman Saiyyad.

Shahbaaz Pathan
and Shahdaab Raheem.

Let's go.

Buses number one,
two, and three are ready to depart.

[Salim] Hurry up.

Your expenses have been
covered by your dear Abdul Karim Telgi...

Farida bee and me.

[Farida] Abdul, this house is so big,
and it's just me here.

And you.. you visit me
once in six months...

and try to placate
me with these gifts?

What should I do, Ammi? My business
is keeping me away from you.

Nonsense.

[chuckles]

Here.

- Ammi.
- Hmm.

Do you still remember
the train tracks?

Do you remember the house shaking
every 15 minutes?

Yes.

Can you sleep
without the sound of the train?

I have to.

Ammi, I haven't forgotten
my roots.

Today, I have
a big house in Mumbai.

Hmm.

But I still hear the sound
of trains in my sleep.

[laughing]

[cell phone ringing]

- Hello.
- [Nafisa] Abdul, Shaukat Abbu...

[Nafisa sobbing]

[Abdul] Shaukat bhai...

Abbu...

[Abdul] It is said
that the greatest truth...

lies in
the eyes of a dying person.

I will never forget
Shaukat bhai's dying eyes.

They held a truth that I had
never repeated to myself.

[MBA Rep 1] 'Sir, we have made
great strides in Maharashtra...

Karnataka, Andhra Pradesh,
Rajasthan and West Bengal.'

Yet, the numbers
are not increasing.

What is the problem?

Sir, for the growth of any business,
there are two crucial factors.

One is demand, and the other, supply.

To enhance the demand
for any product...

we need to first create a need.

[MBA Rep 1] 'And Sir, this is such
a need-based product...

that we can't create
new demand for it.'

'We are selling as much as
all the other vendors are.'

'In fact, we are selling
a lot more than them.'

We have more
than 28 percent market share, sir.

Now, if we want
to progress further...

We'll need to
eliminate competition.

All the government institutions,
banks, and stamp vendors.

But sir, how is that possible..

[Abdul] 'Until a person steps
inside the pool...

he doesn't realize
how hot the water truly is.'

If it becomes excessively hot,
he could get burned, right?

You don't get it?

We've entered the market now,
but the competition is very high.

What competition?
Who's the competitor?

You have a monopoly, my friend.

This system that I've established
has now become a family.

Where we all earn together.

[Abdul] 'Right?'

And who's the head of this family?

It's me.

If the head fails
to maintain his strength...

he can weaken the entire family.

Hence, it's my duty to stand up
against the competitor...

and shut them down.

How many times do I ask?
Who is your competitor?

The Nashik Press Institution
of the Republic of India.

You are my competitor, sir.

This is the largest press of
the Government of India, isn't it?

It prints stamp papers worth
crores of rupees every day.

And countless
government agents sell them.

Now, because of this press...

I remain a tiny player
of this enormous market.

After all, I also print
stamp papers, sir.

Now, my business can flourish...

only when your press shuts down.

So, I need your assistance
to shut down your press.

Have you f♪♪♪♪♪g lost your mind?
Huh?

This press is the backbone
of the country's economy.

It can't shut down!
And how can I even do it?

- My insulin will drop...
- [Abdul] 'It won't.'

I'm not asking you
to shut it permanently.

What do you call that...
Maintenance.

Use maintenance as a reason to
halt its operations for a few days.

Even large power grids
shut for maintenance, don't they?

Power grids are shut down
for a few hours.

I too am talking
about only a few days, sir.

Just until there is a shortage
of stamp papers in the market..

..and people's attention
shifts to us, just until then.

The moment that happens,
people will buy only from us.

And then if there's a surplus of your
stamp papers after that, so be it.

What are you thinking, sir?

Nashik has ruled for years now.

Let us rule for a few days.

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