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There was once a very wise saint.

Meditated on cheetah skin.

Ate only fruits and vegetables, raw.

One day, his followers asked,

"What is the strongest entity in this world?"

The saint smiled.

"Time," he replied.

"Time is the strongest of all.

Time wounds but then heals them too."

The followers asked, "Is there nothing above time?"

"Of course there is," he replied.

"Death.

Money, wealth, luxury, and desires…

Turns everything to dust."

His followers were pleased.

They said, "So there is nothing greater than death?"

The saint took a drag from his chillum.

"Of course there is," he replied.

His followers were stunned. And equally surprised.

"What is greater than death?!"

"Mind," he replied.

"All-encompassing.

Lust, anger, desires, greed, jealousy,

life, and death are all in the mind."

You're absolutely right, Valmiki.

The mind is a total asshole.

The root of all evil.

It's all here, sir. Ten million.

All there?

So what did you learn, children?

Fucking imbeciles!

Asshole.

You shot them from the front.

This is not an encounter.

It's an ambush.

Got it.

Fucked time with his fucking mind.

Come on, leave.

This is now your area.

Thank you.

Yes, Shilpa.

No, Shilpa.

I said I'm sorry, Shilpa.

Yes… Listen. Wait a minute.

IG sir is calling on the other line.

Wait. I'll call you back. Wait.

Jai Hind, sir.

-Yes, sir. -Pull it toward you.

Absolutely.

It will be fun.

Take the rope to the side and burn it.

Jai Hind, sir.

Guys, the next stop is Mexico.

Mirzapur.

Yes, Saloni? Tell me.

Will you be picking up Ginni?

I said I was busy for a couple of days.

Alright.

Please take care.

I am fine.

I'll be back soon.

Ginni says, "Missing you, Papa."

Everyone at home misses you as well.

Me too.

-Okay, bye. -Okay.

Is sister-in-law okay?

Yes.

I have been through this feeling.

What feeling?

Had I been there for my father, things would have been different.

I kept blaming myself for his death.

As you blame yourself for your brother's death.

That's not the case.

My brother pointed a gun at me for a girl.

Your brother got carried away.

Golu used him to her advantage.

This cost your brother his life

and the Tyagis their reputation.

But don't let this change who you are,

or you'll end up being lost.

I can hardly recognize myself anymore.

Greetings, Dadda.

How is Tripathi?

Dad, the doctor said he has a ten percent chance.

That's enough for a don.

He'll live.

Come. Let's eat.

I am still confused about one thing, Sharad.

You're trying to save a man…

who hated your father.

When power becomes more crucial than love in a relationship,

hatred is natural.

You've been witness to it.

The seat of Mirzapur was always the epicenter of power.

And candidates always competed for it.

The rules haven't changed, but the candidates have.

Should have taken out Guddu that day.

That would have achieved nothing.

There was a meeting yesterday.

Guddu's candidacy is still not valid.

To ascend the throne, I need Kaleen Bhaiya on my side.

The day that happens, all issues will be resolved.

Don't forget.

I have an issue as well.

Don't worry. I remember.

It will be Golu's head before Guddu's.

I'll take your leave.

He was trying to be a wiseass.

So when I stuffed his mouth with my gun,

-A cup of tea. -he wet his pants.

Here you go.

-I don't have change-- -Keep it.

Heavily guarded on all sides.

It's a don's house, not a museum.

Of course, it will be heavily guarded.

Did Sharad ask about me?

He looked overconfident.

He's gathered quite a lot of support.

I think he is hiding Kaleen Bhaiya.

Fuck Kaleen Bhaiya.

Good if he's dead, even better if he's not.

We'll fuck him all over again.

He has Kaleen Bhaiya my ass.

You could have consulted me first.

But you left in haste.

And how would that have helped?

You could have used my experience.

I've seen several of these meetings.

Really?

From a distance, but I have.

I attended because you both wanted me to.

So now,

we'll do what I say.

I know the business.

I am not an idiot.

With more business, will come more power.

And political protection?

I have something on my mind.

What is the status?

Feels just like National Geographic, sir.

Take the shot. Take it, Nankau.

I'll have a feast ready for you.

The distance is too far, and the wind's too strong.

And Mrs. Tripathi is in the line of fire.

It's a risky matter.

What if I miss it?

Then IG sir will exile you to the Andaman and me to Nicobar.

A cat has nine lives.

You know what, keep watch.

And tell Lipton to follow Guddu when he steps out.

Guddu Bhaiya, the distributors are here.

No more Kaleen Bhaiya, nor his biryani,

or his system.

Yes, sir. We are on your side.

Then why are sales down?

-Any problem? -Not at all, sir.

The market's starving for guns.

But you are unable to supply.

No iron being melted or guns being made.

All the columns are empty except for salary.

Sir, the supervisor's wife is pregnant.

For the fourth time?

Well, send a message to the supervisor.

If I ever see him, I'll castrate him myself

without a needle or thread.

And the rest of you,

be ready for overtime tomorrow.

New staff is coming.

From where, sir?

Come, Golu.

-Is the list ready? -Wait for the exams to be over.

I'll introduce you personally.

This exam is pointless, sir.

I am here to recruit them.

Praveen Shukla.

Ravikant.

Dinesh Yadav.

Sudhir Singh and Santo.

Everyone else, take a break.

-What? -Why?

Leave now and get an extra ten marks.

-Let's go. -Hurry up.

We're looking for men with brains.

For our factory.

CENTRAL JAIL PURVANCHAL

Cough.

Harder.

Come forward.

Take your clothes and get going.

Welcome, Mr. Lawyer.

Let's see the size of your…

-What? -File.

Take your clothes off.

And cough hard.

Now cough.

Not so hard.

Some generally poop at this stage.

He bit my ear off!

Hand it over.

Guddu's name was never on the charge sheet.

The entire case was built against you.

So they could raid your home

and arrest Guddu unofficially.

And shoot him dead without any legal technicalities.

I deserve to get bail.

You do.

But the new CM's crime-free agenda has the judiciary's full support.

Who gave them the evidence?

Your father doesn't want to defend his case.

Uncle, you must delay the proceedings a little longer.

We are trying to convince my father.

I believe he has evidence,

proving Maurya was there to arrest Guddu.

And once it's proven as an encounter,

then his act becomes self-defense, not murder.

Right?

I'll do everything possible, child.

I want to have a word with you, child.

Please, do.

Sir.

I need to check about the bail papers.

Yes.

Okay, child.

I don't know whom to ask.

Golu doesn't even talk to me.

Uncle, you can ask me.

Golu and Guddu…

are they together?

This would have never happened

if I hadn't gotten close to Guddu.

You are not to blame.

In my line of work, this was inevitable.

My only regret is…

I couldn't get you out of this mess before this day arrived.

I got a headache looking for this.

Someone get me a cup of ginger tea.

Have a seat, Mr. Gupta.

I'll get one for you.

Greetings.

-God bless you. -Please sit.

JP had allotted all the opium fields…

To Munna.

But Kaleen Bhaiya is not the beneficiary.

Then who is it?

Madhuri Yadav.

She didn't hold a constitutional post back then.

So, they were legally allotted.

Find an unconstitutional way to take it back.

Maybe third-party bidding or something?

No.

Right now, we're on the CM's target.

We'll get noticed.

It's the opium you want.

Constitutional or unconstitutional.

Control over opium means control over Purvanchal.

Why don't you use your old channels?

Lala cannot operate from jail.

But we can speak to his daughter.

Am I right?

That is a dead end.

But we can try.

-Anyway, Shabnam is close to you. -It is a dead end.

Can I get some tea? Or do I need to come in there?

It's ready, sir.

He… will be in Bhadohi tomorrow.

JP is totally off the radar.

Try him.

Maybe you can find a lead.

Madam.

Radhiya, arrange for some opium.

Who is it for?

We used to give it to Munna.

They are all Munna.

Go.

The winds in Purvanchal are changing, Lala.

Your friend's days are numbered.

Thank you.

I am just a businessman.

Profit is my only friend,

and loss is my enemy.

I don't care about anyone or anything else.

That is exactly why I am here.

You being behind bars…

is a loss.

I heard your bail's been stalled.

I can help.

Maybe fresh air…

can change my decision.

But there is no scope for a U-turn in this deal.

You name the price, and I'll decide the quantity.

How much?

Frankly speaking, the entire market is in your car.

But you are taking a huge risk.

Will the CM listen to you?

Madam is waiting.

The rest are here as well.

Okay.

On his way.

I always knew this wasn't her cup of tea.

The first agenda of the day is MSP on sugarcane.

Good morning.

What do you propose, Mr. Yadav?

A big zero.

Can I know why?

Let's not spoil these farmers.

When the elections are around the corner, we'll give them whatever they want.

They'll be happy, and so will the vote bank.

If we put in some effort now,

it will be easier for us during elections.

People have a short memory.

Stop beating around the bush.

Coordinate with the finance ministry and give me a price

so that the state exchequer doesn't feel the pressure.

It's one of the promises we made in the manifesto. It's no joke.

Promises made in the manifesto,

and who farts in a room…

No one wants to remember, madam.

Elections are won with money and power.

And currently, we are short on both.

Your crime-free agenda…

has sparked the enthusiasm of the mafia.

Squashed, not sparked.

Yes, exactly.

And I explained this to your father as well.

He was the party supremo.

Show some respect.

I had nothing but respect for him.

But what happened?

He left this mortal world for the heavenly abode.

You are young.

Take advantage of the experience of seniors.

If I need guidance, I'll ask for it.

Caution.

Or it will be too late.

-You are right. -He's right.

-I agree with him. -So do I.

Let me make one thing clear.

I won't sit around like a lifeless doll.

If anyone in the cabinet has a problem, they can tender their resignation.

Or else I'll draft it for you.

-Can she do this? -Surely, she's not serious.

Solanki's confidence comes from the dons that support him.

Tell IG Dubey I'm getting impatient.

Madam, Sharad Shukla has a proposal.

No.

-Jai Hind, sir. -What's the update?

From home to factory and back home.

That has been his only itinerary.

And he's never without guards.

-Sir. -Yeah…

I know the problem. Tell me the solution.

I did some asking around.

There is a solution, but it won't come cheap.

Who do you want to buy out?

Any interest in bodybuilding, sir?

Guddu does.

Send the cash.

I'll lay the bait for him.

THE BELOVED BHOJPURI SUPERSTAR SUTTAN JHA WILL GRACE THE COMPETITION

It's made from pure milk.

-Come. -Yes.

There is no need for this.

You were my coach.

What brings you here?

Well…

I am here to invite you to the Mr. Purvanchal competition.

Every year, Kaleen Bhaiya would be the chief guest.

-But-- -But…

This came at short notice.

The government is cracking down on everyone.

I was waiting for the correct time.

And your boys are pretty rigid when it comes to meeting you.

True.

-It's-- -I'll try.

I'll try.

Good decision.

The invitation is too last minute.

Can be risky to go.

Of course, I'll go.

This is the right opportunity to tell people, Golu.

Kaleen Bhaiya gone,

and Guddu Pandit on.

And I want to watch the competition as well.

Fuck.

I have lost all my muscles.

Fine.

I'll cancel the Bhadohi trip. I'm coming along.

I don't need security.

Listen…

I didn't become a don to live in fear.

If I want to secure my candidacy for the throne,

then we must reach out to the people, Golu.

Wait till I return.

Sir, the mouse is leaving the burrow.

What do I do?

Stay put. Stay focused on Guddu.

Okay, sir. Over and out.

What are you saying?

I will be there. Promise.

Okay. Wait. Wait a second.

MIRZAPUR

Greetings to the audience.

BHADOHI

It goes like this…

Salutations to the land I was born on

Salutations to the land I was born on

That ranges from the Himalayas

To the Hind, which is our pride

-Wow! -Bravo!

That ranges from the Himalayas

To the Hind, which is pride

POETRY SYMPOSIUM

-From the basins of the glorious Ganga -Bravo!

To the shores of the magnificent Jamuna

-Brilliant! -Bravo!

Every face beams with happiness

-Excellent. -Brilliant.

Every face beams with happiness Always sporting a smile

Bravo.

Every face beams with happiness Always sporting a smile

Great is the nation I live in!

Great is the nation I live in!

-Brilliant! -Terrific!

With that, I would like to take your leave.

Thank you very much.

Hello, sir.

With humility, I present my poetry.

Bhagat Singh, Bismil, Ashfaqulla Khan

Youngsters who laid The foundation of freedom

Youngsters who laid The foundation of freedom

But look at the youth today

Rebellious they are But only on reels!

-Terrific! -Excellent!

-You were amazing! -Bravo!

A warm welcome to all the guests seated here.

This is Mohammad Raheem from your very own city of Bhadohi,

presenting a few words on love.

Who are you?

Worker.

I see.

Will you do mine?

Work, I mean.

I will.

And in exchange?

You seem pretty straightforward.

Who are you?

As I said. A worker.

From Mirzapur constituency.

If I take you out back and fuck you,

what will you do?

-Brilliant! -Bravo!

After you.

-Do you want money? -I want an address.

JP Yadav's.

Ghosts don't have an address.

JP is off the radar.

He sank his ship

and made me an untouchable in politics.

You are politically untouchable, and I am a criminal.

This deal can benefit both of us.

If you ask politely,

then I will cooperate.

If you want to move up in life, stop thinking from your groin.

I've planned something big for you.

Find JP.

Tausif.

Excuse me.

I spent a lifetime in this Lonely world with your dreams

I spent a lifetime

Never desired anyone or fell in love

-Hey, dude. -In love with your dreams…

This is a political platform.

Not a place to mend your broken heart.

Stop it.

I said stop, asshole.

Okay, fine. Here are a few lines for you too, minister.

Every stage, everywhere All they ever say

I am a poor kid too What the fuck are the people crying about?

If they still fall short of votes This is how they treat us

Push us into riots And screw themselves

That's telling him!

-What sarcasm! -What humor!

Shame on such leaders

Who flourish on a lie

With a fucking ounce of pride Call themselves leaders of our time

Get the bastard!

Stop! Get him!

A warm welcome to you, ladies and gentlemen,

to this year's Mr. Purvanchal bodybuilding contest!

Please maintain the decorum.

Please give a huge round of applause

for this year's Macho Hint sponsor of the Mr. Purvanchal contest.

Guddu Bhaiya,

Golu ma'am had asked us to wait.

We'll wait.

We'll wait inside.

You two come with us.

And you two keep a watch outside.

-Yes. -Come on.

Guddu Bhaiya, you are here.

Asshole.

Why didn't you put a picture of Guddu Bhaiya on the banner?

You didn't confirm. Please forgive me.

You own the city.

-Glory to… -Guddu Bhaiya!

-Glory to… -Guddu Bhaiya!

-Glory to… -Guddu Bhaiya!

Hello, Guddu Bhaiya!

Greetings, Guddu Bhaiya!

Ma'am, seems like there's strict checking up ahead.

Suttan is a big star.

You made Guddu Bhaiya the chief guest as well.

What if something goes wrong?

Everything will be okay.

One will announce the name, and the other will present the trophy.

Everything will go smoothly.

But remember one thing.

Don't tremble like a cheap whore in front of Guddu.

Leave.

Asshole.

Yes, sir.

It's a public place, sir.

But we'll deal with him silently.

When Guddu is inside attending the program,

we'll wipe out his security.

And we will grab Guddu backstage before he goes up on stage.

The plan is in place, sir.

Are you confident?

Without any doubt.

Don't worry, sir.

Ma'am, IG.

Hello.

Jai Hind, madam.

We have Guddu surrounded as planned.

Is the news confirmed?

Yes, madam.

And all necessary precautions have been taken.

We won't miss.

Just give the order.

Go ahead.

Jai Hind.

Greetings, sir.

Your attention, please. The train is arriving on the platform.

Tearing through your senses

Like a hit of opium

He enters in style

Even the mighty bow down As the world dances to his tune

Everyone wants a glimpse of him

He has as many fans As there are stars in the sky

Twinkling in the night sky

Twinkle-twinkle like a star Glitters our super film star

Twinkle-twinkle like a star Glitters our super film star

Twinkle-twinkle like a star Glitters our super film star

Twinkle-twinkle like a star Glitters our super film star

Twinkle-twinkle like a star Glitters our super film star

Terrific! Wow!

Brilliant!

Wow!

Wasn't that a fantastic performance--

That's enough from you.

Keep showering your love on Suttan Jha.

And Suttan Jha will forever be a superstar!

Thank you.

-Suttan Bhaiya… -Superstar!

-Suttan Bhaiya… -Superstar!

-Suttan Bhaiya… -Superstar!

-Suttan Bhaiya… -Superstar!

Turn the lights off. Or the battery will get discharged.

Let's begin today's competition.

By giving a shout-out to our sponsor, Macho Hint!

Our first contestant is

Puttan Pathan from Mau.

Sorry.

-Dinesh Kumar. -Gaurav Pandey.

-Open the gate! -Papa.

Let it go.

Hurry up. Let them go.

-Yes, dear. -Why all this checking?

Orders from Lucknow.

Working on a tip.

Make way for us.

Yes, sir. Open the barricade.

-Ask them where they are. -Let them through.

Hands up.

Turn around.

I knew you were bad news.

What are you doing here?

Yes, bad news for sure.

Come, let's watch the show.

Come.

Has the show begun?

Keep walking.

You die.

Let's go.

Sir, please come.

Next is prize distribution.

-Let's go. -I'm also getting late.

-Suttan Bhaiya… -Please come, sir.

Suttan Bhaiya…

-Yes, Golu. -I was stuck in the blockade.

I'm on my way.

The program is over.

You don't have to come here.

Don't leave before we arrive.

Alright, come.

All the contestants can now take some rest.

Ladies and gentlemen…

Are you a film star?

Clap loudly to make this evening a great one.

I am a gangster.

That's why I am the chief guest.

You must be a mighty gangster.

Oh, man.

Listen.

Who is he?

He was sitting on the chief guest's sofa.

And followed me all the way here.

Throw him out.

That's Guddu Pandit.

The "superstar" of Mirzapur.

Don't do anything funny if you wish to go home safe and sound.

Sorry, Guddu Bhaiya.

I didn't recognize you.

Sorry.

You see…

Your face is not as famous as mine. So, how will I recognize you?

Listen.

You have a famous face.

But when I break your face,

you'll be hardly recognizable.

Sir.

Fuck this competition.

-I am going. -Sir.

You go up. We'll handle him.

Handle me?

-Come on. Handle this! -Sir!

Run!

-Stop! -Not on the stage!

Get him off! Get Suttan Jha!

-Guddu Bhaiya! -Guddu, no.

-Guddu Bhaiya, leave the stage! -No!

Move!

Fast.

Get lost, you…

Move!

Motherfucker!

Hey!

Surround him.

Let's go.

From that side.

Fuck!

This way.

Motherfucker!

Guddu!

A cat has nine lives.

Who sent you?

I see… you're here on official duty.

Finish him, and let's leave.

Don't go. Where are you going?

Guddu Bhaiya.

Forgive me.

I am… Suttan Jha.

Famous face.

What have you done?

Turned disaster into an opportunity.

-Let's go. -Let's go.

Famous Bhojpuri star Suttan Jha was publicly murdered.

There is disorder in the state.

As you can see behind me, his body is being taken for postmortem.

TRIPATHI CHOWK THE EMBLEM OF PEACE IN MIRZAPUR

Such dry spices…

Sir! IG Dubey sir.

What were Valmiki Yadav and his men doing in Mirzapur?

A nine mm bullet recovered in the postmortem

is from a police weapon.

Is it nine mm? I see.

Did CM Madhuri Yadav ask for a report on this incident?

All the questions will be answered.

But give us some time. Please!

The people want an answer now.

Law and order have become a laughing matter.

Those who inherited this position

have zero experience in running the state.

-Mafia reign… -Ends now!

Madhuri Yadav…

-Get them out of here! -Down, down!

-Take madam inside. Move back. -Mafia reign…

Ends now…

-Madhuri Yadav… -Down, down!

-Madhuri Yadav… -Madam is on the back foot now.

Down, down!

-Madhuri Yadav… -Down, down!

SHRI. AKHANDANAND TRIPATHI

Lie down.

Welcome back, Mr. Tripathi.

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!

-Competition is turned to dust! -Guddu Bhaiya is a cut above the rest!