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(intense musical build-up)

(up tempo techno)

(plane roars)

(crowd murmuring)

This doesn't look like that.

(clicks tongue) That's different, Mom.

After you finish studying

make one like this, okay?

Okay, Mom.

- It's not that old. - Hey!

Just a few years old.

That's my friend, Dad.

- Let's go over? - (chuckles)

- Greetings. - Greetings.

How do you know each other?

At the cultural festival... in the bar--

We used to meet at Barkha's house.

How about we go? It's time.

Oh, it's time. Let's go.

Come on.

(theme music)

(rapping)

All of you please listen to the hostel joining procedures.

The sheets will be given to you.

Make sure you fill it in capital letters.

And also, do not make any mistakes while filling.

You guys go to the hostel.

- Bengaluru is so far away. - I understand.

It's his first time so far away from home.

It'll be fine.

- This is how they learn. - Ma'am?

Greetings, I'm a clerk here at college.

My name is BK.

I'm saying this because you're from the North.

The college hostel isn't that great.

It's full of drugs, alcohol, fights and whatnot!

- Oh, no! - But don't worry!

There's a hostel nearby called BK.

It's very strict there.

They have northern food too.

Moreover, I'll always be there.

Won't it be more expensive outside?

Not at all! It's actually cheaper.

Cheaper than here.

College hostel is enough, no?

- Full freedom! - I'm going to send my son there.

(man 1) Fine. Let's do that.

All the kids are smoking here.

Don't pick up these habits!

Come, it's right here.

- Okay, sir. - (BK) Take the stairs.

(music)

Hi.

(music continues)

(Shanthan) Are you going to sleep with me?

Huh?

That's my bed.

Oh...

- Shanthan. - Who?

That's me.

- Bibi. - Bibi?

- Aju. - (Shanthan) Aju...

- How long since you came here? - Around 35-36 years.

It's my first time.

Ma'am...

Don't worry about anything.

It's a very reputable place.

Mom, this is Shanthan.

I know!

He always tells me about you.

- Who? - Bibi.

Are you happy, son?

Let's leave, Mom.

- It's time for the train. - Bye, son.

(Bibi) Yes, got it.

We're off. Call us if you need anything.

Who the hell is he?

Mom, call me once you're on the train.

Keep this too.

Ma'am... I forgot to tell you.

There's someone who comes to clean here.

So, you'll need to pay him 1000 rupees.

That's how it is here.

Alright then. Bye.

Have a safe trip.

No, dude. Just got here. There's time.

What kind of question is that!

How can you not drink when you're in Bengaluru?

(mid-tempo orchestral)

(boy giggles)

There's a place nearby.

At Kundalahalli.

Bring it.

♪ Forgive us, O parents ♪

♪ The path ahead is clear ♪

♪ Oh, living without a goal ♪

♪ Or living by being good♪

♪ This is our right ♪

♪ Even if we are wrong We should be accepted ♪

♪ Happiness and peace Are also important ♪

♪ There is no compulsion ♪

(up-tempo techno)

A little more.

(boys murmuring)

(laughs) Give me some too.

♪ Not that This is our home now ♪

♪ Every evening We eat and drink here ♪

♪ Will open our heart and hands ♪

♪ We will have fun ♪

♪ There are no obstacles On the way ♪

♪ My heart beats louder now ♪

♪ Will open our heart and hands ♪

♪ We will have fun ♪

♪ We will get Our demands fulfilled ♪

♪ We have got our freedom ♪

We'll be fine once we get the uniform.

Is that so?

♪ People think we are spoilt ♪

♪ If that's it Then let them not fight ♪

♪ This is the time to get spoilt ♪

- Sir, uniform? - ♪ This is our home ♪

Ma'am? Uniform come?

No, not yet.

No?

- Ma'am, when? - (sighs)

Okay, ma'am.

(music)

♪ The wood may burn in the fire ♪

♪ This is not our problem ♪

♪ The waves that flow in the ocean ♪

♪ They are neither mine nor yours ♪

♪ The chains may break ♪

♪ Let them be our destinations ♪

♪ We will all climb its ladder ♪

♪ All together friends, someday ♪

♪ Not that This is our home now ♪

♪ Every evening We eat and drink here ♪

♪ Will open our heart and hands ♪

- ♪ We will have fun ♪ - (screams, thud)

♪ My heart beats louder now ♪

♪ There are no obstacles On the way ♪

♪ Will open our heart and hands ♪

♪ We will have fun ♪

(woman 1) One at a time, please!

Ma'am, uniform come?

Get lost, man!

- You give. - Ma'am!

Discrimination?

Shanthakumaran.

Hey, you! Check-shirt guy!

Yes, you! Come here!

Come here, man!

Walk.

You guys... Later...

Later?

(crowd murmurs)

Back, eh?

Where were you?

They beat me up.

Who?

Seniors.

Why didn't you just do as they said?

I did everything they asked me to.

Sang, when they asked me to sing.

And still they beat me up.

What nonsense! Should file a case!

Who were they?

That Kutty and gang.

They're some big deal over here.

Do you want to finish your studies properly?

Then, just quietly accept those beatings.

Today, it was him.

- Tomorrow it'll be us. - Yes.

Then what?

It'll be good if we get it over with!

Do you know what makes these seniors so fearless?

What?

They've been together for a few years now,

so, they've got a bond.

These juniors don't have that because they come from all over.

But here...

all 22 of us are one!

If we stay together, we'll be a bigger gang than them.

Super!

Why didn't you say this before?

I simply got beaten up!

It's okay, man. Let bygones be bygones.

Let it go.

By the way, which song did you sing?

♪ We too are enthusiastic ♪

♪ Talk in your senses... Don't stare like that ♪

No wonder they beat you.

What were you saying?

Listen...

From tomorrow onwards,

all 22 of us are one gang.

We needn't be afraid of anyone!

Cheers!

(thud, zips)

(upbeat music)

- No more ragging, man! - ♪ It's war, show your colours ♪

♪ Show off, not show off ♪

♪ These are our new manoeuvres ♪

♪ Where your head bows down ♪

♪ All are incarnations of Shani ♪

♪ Our attacks are not futile ♪

♪ By cutting off heads We move ahead ♪

♪ We thread the needle With a sword ♪

Look.

That's Kutty and gang.

- ♪ Listen carefully ♪ - Hey! Do it properly!

Who are they?

Juniors, I think.

♪ I reached the shore somehow ♪

♪ I have won, everything is good ♪

♪ Let's become the bright sun Of the morning ♪

♪ Be someone's support In darkness ♪

♪ If the path is unknown ♪

♪ Become a support For all on the way ♪

♪ Become a companion Yes be a support ♪

♪ Yes, be a support Yes, be a support ♪

♪ Forgive us, O parents ♪

♪ The path ahead is clear ♪

♪ Oh, living without a goal ♪

♪ Or living by being good ♪

♪ This is our right ♪

♪ Even if wrong We should be accepted ♪

♪ Happiness and peace Are also important ♪

♪ There is no compulsion ♪

(footsteps)

(soft music)

(blows)

Hey!

What happened?

Just went over there.

And?

I think they were seniors.

They asked me my name.

I said, get lost, you morons.

Huh?

Why couldn't you just say your name?

What? Shanthan? Shut up, dude!

What's wrong with you, dude?

What's wrong with me?

You only said yesterday, all 22 of us are one big gang.

That we should face them together and stuff?

That doesn't mean, you go and fish for unnecessary trouble!

Listen to me.

You guys don't worry.

They don't know our hostel.

They're not going to come here.

(intense music)

Looks like they're coming... See.

You! Come to the room!

Why? I won't come.

You better listen to us!

- No. - Hey!

We're seniors, man!

Better listen to what we say!

(laughs)

(intense music)

Brother, you're our senior in college.

This is our hostel. Go back.

(bike whirring) (pants angrily)

(intense music)

Come, let's go.

(bike whirring)

- Didn't I tell you? - Dude!

That's Kutty.

(boy 1) You guys are dead!

Dead!

(epic music)

Friends...

The time has finally arrived.

The time for us to unite as one gang.

They'll definitely come back today.

But if we survive tonight...

no one will touch us ever again!

Get lost, man!

You picked a fight with Kutty and gang!

They'll beat up everyone.

Doesn't matter who it is. We'll face them together.

You guys can go together and get beaten up.

I already got my share.

Those who don't want to get beaten up can come with me.

- I'll come. - I'll come too.

All the best. (chuckles)

13, 14, 15, 16, 17... 18.

- 18 isn't a small number. - (clicks tongue)

We'll face them.

We need weapons for that.

Take whatever sticks and stuff you can find.

We should have enough weapons.

Ready for a fight.

(uplifting music)

(sticks clank)

What's with the firewood? Burning down the hostel?

Just for safety.

Safety?

From what? Snakes?

No, from the seniors.

They're coming to beat us up.

(chuckles) You know who I am?

This is my Bengaluru.

I've been here for some 36 years!

I've got a small set up.

They can't harm you without crossing me!

- That's enough. - Enough?

Nothing to worry. Be strong.

Okay?

(soft music)

All okay, right?

So far, all okay.

All clear. Over. Over.

(tense music)

Argh! Mosquitoes! (yawns)

(metal clanks)

All okay, right?

Everything is clear, man.

Over.

(car honks)

(indistinct chatters)

(man groans)

(groaning continues)

(engine whirring)

- Are you the warden? - Oh, no...

Stop stepping on my chest!

(man 2) Take your leg off!

My hand... my hand...

Don't twist my hand... ouch!

- My leg... my leg... - Come on!

(Kutty) This is their hostel! Come on!

My leg!

(Kutty) Look, look, look! They're up there.

They're over there!

Don't lock! Open the door! Open up!

(banging)

Open the door! Please!

Open up, man!

Please, open it!

(epic music)

You, you, you!

Take off your clothes.

Let's go.

(stick clanks)

(Kutty) Remove your clothes!

Come on, remove it!

(stick clanks) (engine whirrs)

Come on!

(indistinct chatter)

Get in the car!

Get in!

(indistinct chatter)

Come on!

(engine whirrs)

(up-tempo techno)

(snores)

(thud) (boys groan)

(boy 2) No! Please don't kick us.

- (boy screams) - (Kutty) Shut them up.

(engine whirrs)

(thud) You'll make fun of seniors, huh?

(thud) (groans)

(laughs) Don't let him go!

- (boy groans) - (crowd cheers)

(up-tempo techno)

(groans)

(commentator on TV)

You have no pain and fear or what?

Why are you not crying?

They won't kill us, right?

(commentary on TV continues)

Hope they won't.

(eerie music)

(footsteps approach) Are you sleeping?

- Is that why we brought you here? - (screams)

Get up! Come!

Came to relax, huh?

- Get up, man! - (cries)

Beat them to pulp, man!

(thud)

(indistinct chatter)

(boy 2) Oh, no...

My hand... my hand... my hand...

It's hurting.

Don't step on it, brother!

(man 3) Open up. What are you doing?

I'll be out right away, brother.

Hiding in the loo, huh?

Be there!

Did you cry?

- Hey... - Ouch!

(thud)

Brother, please don't hit me anymore.

Please leave me alone. I'm full of bruises!

Please stop hitting, brother!

Pass me that ball.

(kicks)

(groans)

Oh, no.

(indistinct chatter)

(stick clanks)

- (thud) - (boy screams)

Laugh! Now laugh!

- Co.me on, laugh, man! - No...

Guys!

From now on, no matter what problems you face,

I'll be there for you, your own Kutty bro!

Nobody in college will dare touch you.

Cheers!

Cheers!

- Shanthan, cheers! - Cheers, Kutty bro!

Hey, have it.

Eat it.

From now on, you're Kutty bro's own guys!

Does it hurt?

Cheers.

(boys murmuring)

(intense music)

Where were you, son?

I tried calling you so many times.

(Bibi's mom) I rang up Aju, Shanthan and all

but no one answered.

Had some network issues, Mom.

Any problem, dear?

No problem, Mom.

If there's anything at all, tell me, okay?

- Yeah, Mom. - (Bibi's mom) Are you happy, son?

I'll call you later. I'm going to study.

(Bibi's mom) Okay, carry on, dear.

(sobs)

Hey...

Hey...

Even my mother never hit me.

Leave it, man.

Don't be sad.

Are you just going to cry about it?

Then?

Shouldn't we hit them back?

What? Hit back?!

But why?

We reached a compromise, no?

Also, we had drinks with Kutty bro last night.

Now we can go to college fearlessly.

I don't care if you guys are with me or not,

I'm going to beat them up!

But...

- Tell me-- - I also want to hit them.

Hey, hey, dude!

Remember when we got beaten butt naked?

So, how exactly do you plan to beat them up?

If I call my brothers, they'll come,

beat them up in a flash and head back.

I'm sure they will.

But what about after they leave?

They'll hit us again, butt naked, like last time!

Forget my brothers,

we need to build some support here.

A local support.

Local support, huh?

Let's do one thing.

Let's hit the road and announce...

(echo) "Hey friends, we need some local support!"

Will that work?

How's my idea? Huh?

I don't know how I'm going to do it.

But I'll definitely set up some local support here

and hit them back!

Me too!

Oh!

Do one thing.

Tell me your idea.

Let me give it a thought.

Give that here. Local support, it seems!

(uplifting music)

(bike whirring)

(footsteps approach)

(indistinct chatter)

What's the plan?

From now on, every day,

we'll hit the bars and drink.

Yes! That's cool.

What an idea!

What?!

Most locals and goons hang out in such bars.

So, if we're regular here,

we can easily become friends with them.

Really? That's your plan?

You got a better one?

What's wrong with this one?

This plan is great!

(indistinct chatter)

(music)

(car engine revving)

(indistinct chatter)

- ♪ These paths are unknown ♪ - I'll be back.

- ♪ Business of fake money ♪ - Greetings!

♪ Worn out weapons Are kept here and there ♪

♪ All around friends! ♪

♪ The friend who got caught ♪

Brother, your number please?

- ♪ Another stream of blood ♪ - Take this.

♪ You will be shocked with fear Such are the dark paths... ♪

♪ There is fear there too There are spots of blood ♪

♪ Listening with eyes… Watching with ears ♪

♪ How to explain? Whom? Whom the truth also ♪

♪ Do you understand? This is the secret friend! ♪

♪ That is what the world is… ♪

- ♪ That is what the world is… ♪ - Sugandhi!

Hey, get some water.

I'm busy! Get lost!

- What bloody attitude! - (lighter clicks)

Want to act in ads?

Eh? Ads?

Yeah, an ad for a textile shop. You'll get paid.

- Don't mind giving it a shot. - Then, come.

Bro, is this dress good enough for the ad?

They'll give you the dress.

I don't have much experience. I've only acted in plays--

- Can you dance? - Yes, I can.

Then, come.

Ah! It's begun.

(drums)

Come on.

♪ This world is difficult How difficult? ♪

♪ Sometimes even hell Doesn't give space… ♪

♪ There is a lack of laughter here… The atmosphere is full of sadness… ♪

♪ You must live by fighting The difficulties ♪

- ♪ Become a businessman ♪ - One full!

♪ And go tell others ♪

♪ Is there a room Full of gold somewhere? ♪

♪ Does the gun Weigh more than gold? ♪

♪ A vacant cave is not visible ♪

This is Mayuri bar.

Yeah, I can see that.

All sorts of gangsters hang out here.

I heard the owner is one awesome dude.

So, starting today, our sole focus is on him.

From now on, we'll be drinking at this bar.

Yes!

♪ That is what the world is… ♪

♪ That is what the world is… ♪

♪ That is what the world is… ♪

That's the owner I was telling you about.

Greetings, brother!

Doesn't seem easy to befriend, though.

Come with me.

Let's go and try meeting them.

Hi, sir...

- Bro... - Move!

Step back!

(clanks)

(vessels clank)

So crowded, man!

I can't hold it in anymore! I'll pee outside.

Outside?

Wait up!

Get lost.

What is it?

It's not going to work out, dude.

Come on, don't lose hope.

Stand in queue. Let's pee.

Pass a cigarette.

(indistinct chatter)

Darn!

If my brothers were in Bengaluru,

we wouldn't be struggling like this.

I've no clue what's happening in that college.

(Ranga) Hello, boy!

Got a lighter?

Can you wait till this is done?

No worries.

You seem a little...

What?!

You guys seem like little college kids.

Yeah.

(music)

Wherever we go, we bump into someone from North!

Who was that?

Saw his white uniform? Seems like a driver.

Who cares! His bloody moustache and gold chain.

So tacky!

(epic music)

(indistinct chatter)

That's the guy we saw in the loo.

That guy?

Why is he all drenched in gold?

He's probably here to act in some jewellery ad!

Like the leopard one you took us to?

Aju, why bring that up now?

There was no need to say that here!

Today's special.

Mayuri SPL kebab.

Huh?! Oh! Special Kebab!

Too crowded, man!

- Shall we go back? - Go back?!

This isn't going to work out.

Let's just focus on our studies.

You go back and call your mom and cry!

That table is empty. Let's go there.

- I won't cry. - Stop crying and come!

Sir, this table is booked. Go sit somewhere else.

- What?! - Booking! Booking!

Go and sit somewhere else! Scram!

Who books a table in this rat hole?

(indistinct chatter)

Can you order one more kebab?

Get lost!

Hey... Hey... Look!

The guy we met in the loo.

He's going to sit at that table

and the waiter will kick him out. Let's watch it live!

(indistinct chatter)

(glasses clank)

What the hell!

He won't let us sit there, but that guy can?

You think he booked that table?

I think his gold is real.

- Really? - Hey, hey!

Our target is here.

(indistinct chatter)

Should we go? They're just going to shove us away!

Shut your trap.

Greetings, brother.

All well?

(in slow motion) Hope the boys are serving you properly.

Anything else...

(glass clanks)

(epic music)

Looks like he is some big shot.

Yeah.

You could've been a bit nicer in the bathroom.

Stop this nonsense!

Nicer, my foot!

Ah, leave it. Do one thing.

Go over there and strike up a conversation.

Why only me? Let's all go together.

There's a saying, bad things come in threes.

Correct.

Then one of you go. I can't.

Listen, he asked you for the lighter.

So, you should go and talk to him.

Go on, please.

I just can't, dude.

I'm scared.

Nothing to be scared of.

Come with me. Come...

Come.

(indistinct chatter)

Take this.

Walk straight up to him.

And ask for a lighter.

When he turns around to hand it over, be like,

"Oh, wow! Remember me, bro?"

"We met in the loo yesterday?"

- That's all. - Dude... please!

You and your please! Go, man.

Go.

Just go!

(tense music)

Lighter...

Lighter...

(chuckles) That's awesome!

Go on.

(music)

Got a lighter?

(whispers) He gave me the lighter.

Ask!

He already gave it. Now what?

Come on, ask him!

Hello, boy!

Remember me?

In the toilet...

Yesterday...

I remember you.

Be seated.

F-Friends...

Friends? Where?

There...

Take a seat, boy.

I am Ranga.

Ranga.

Ranga.

What are your names?

Oh! I'm Bibi.

Shanthan.

Aju.

I need to leave early today.

Will speak in detail tomorrow. Cheers!

It's empty.

Refill it.

Stop it.

Money? (chuckles)

Oh, you boys!

(yells) Hey!

- Who's there? - I'm here, bro. I'm here!

- (knives swish) - What happened, bro? Who did it?

Just tell me his name, I'll cut him into pieces!

(indistinct chattering in rage)

Hey, it's nothing, guys.

I just wanted to order something.

Sit down, sit down.

Hey! Get me a quarter and a kebab.

What else? You want anything else?

Hey...

(man laughs)

Kebab, eh!

Kebab, it seems...

♪ Ace ♪

♪ Ace of Spades… ♪

♪ There are some above the King ♪

♪ They are Ace ♪

♪ Ace of Spades… ♪

♪ Like a mongoose among snakes ♪

♪ Spy in the cards ♪

♪ Has always been there ♪

♪ Ready on top! ♪

♪ Ace of Spades ♪

♪ Ready… on top ♪

♪ You play… make your move ♪

Need to leave quickly.

Oh, no!

Tomorrow...

♪ Make another move! ♪

♪ Start the war now… War ♪

AAVESHAM

Didn't I tell you, I'd get local support here?

- Believe me now? - Dude...

He's got a load of sidekicks!

We used to see them every day.

- Can't believe they were all goons! - Exactly.

His target was there, bowing to him. (laughs)

Does it matter who?

Just need to get the job done.

(car honks)

("Illuminati" playing in car)

(footsteps approach)

Where are you off to?

To the hostel.

Get in. I'll drop you.

It's okay. We are good.

Come on, get in.

It's okay. We will walk.

Should we drag you in like last time?

Why bother! We'll get in, brother.

Come on, get in.

(engine revving)

We got to somehow befriend him and beat this guy--

We are already friends. (laughs)

What's that?

Nice song...

Oh!

("Illuminati" playing in car)

(indistinct chatter)

- Hi. - Hello, boys.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Hey, Amban, come here. - Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, chill, Amban.

Bro.

Amban.

Amban... Amban.

Will introduce everyone.

Hey everybody, come and greet them.

- Yeah, come. - Come here.

No tools, only introductions!

♪ Welcome to the well of death ♪

♪ Will jump on the trapezium! ♪

♪ On the ring master's whistle ♪

♪ Lions will also dance now ♪

♪ The circus has started now! ♪

♪ Everybody will jump ♪

♪ There is happiness Amongst people ♪

♪ Commotion is going to happen A quake of fun, I say! ♪

- Amban. - Yes.

These kids remind me of my college education.

But you never went to college.

Exactly, they also never go!

Hello, boy, I'm here.

Hey, get up. Ranga bro is at the bar. Come quick.

♪ Come back After taking a full round ♪

♪ Whether he is a king or a goon ♪

♪ The rule here is brother's ♪

♪ He is the goon, he is the king ♪

♪ I take the peg every day ♪

♪ I take double large.. ♪

♪ Double Triple Soda Salt! ♪

♪ Dry drink! Life halt! ♪

- Where are you going? - Tuition, tuition.

Get in, guys.

Close the door.

- How was your class today? - Super.

Drink up.

Sword.

(knife swishes)

Double bladed knife!

♪ Welcome to the well of death ♪

♪ Will jump on the trapezium! ♪

♪ On the ring master's whistle ♪

♪ Lions will also dance now ♪

♪ The circus has started now! ♪

♪ Everybody will jump ♪

♪ There is happiness Amongst people ♪

Scram!

♪ Carnival is a mega show! ♪

♪ Fire show spews fire ♪

♪ Car race road show ♪

♪ Outstanding Night Show ♪

♪ Come on, will slap you ♪

♪ Move away, will slap you ♪

♪ If everyone claps ♪

- ♪ Ring Master will laugh ♪ - (everyone laughs and applauds)

- Hey! Hey! Calm down. - Sit there.

- Sit there, everyone. - Come on!

Don't you have guns, bro? Gun, gun!

Amban, gun.

Bro, I forgot to bring the gun.

You didn't bring the gun?

Nobody brought it, bro.

Argh! What sort of gang comes without a gun!

Why, Amban, why?

My boy, I'll show you.

Cool.

Listen, tomorrow, okay. Will show you tomorrow.

Amban, don't be so careless.

I won't, bro.

Don't forget gun!

Ranga bro, can we tag along for your next fight?

No, can do.

You came here for education, right? Do that properly.

Yeah, study well. First, focus on your studies.

(lighter clicks)

Bro... (clears throat)

How did Ranga bro become such a big deal?

(inhales)

Amban...

- Amban... - Huh? Yes, bro...

- Tell the story. - Which story?

Which one?

Juice...

(indistinct chatter)

(clears throat)

Juice, it is!

So...

During his school days,

he joined a relative's juice shop

as a part-time worker.

Bro is an only child.

So, he treated that relative like his own brother.

But that man...

He took the money bro saved up for college

and invested it into some sketchy share market company.

That company crashed big time.

Because of which bro couldn't join college.

Then bro just kept on pulping!

Huh?!

Pulping juice!

(clanks)

But guess what?

Bro is just ridiculously lucky!

Because later, that company took off.

He made forty times his initial investment.

- (cheering) - He's back!

- (applauds) - (indistinct chatter)

Quite an unusual gangster flashback story.

Just shut up and listen to the story.

Then what, Amban?

That man returned again.

He spent all of bro's money on a useless, barren plot

in the middle of nowhere in Bengaluru.

And poor bro, he was back--

To pulping juice, right?

Huh?

How do you know that?!

Huh?

Nanjappa, how do they know?

Oh...

Is this how the whole story goes?

What happened?

Is it boring?

No, not boring at all!

You want a more action-packed one?

(intense musical build-up)

(Amban) So, back at the juice shop.

As usual, bro was pulping the juice.

Goons were hanging around, ready to stir up trouble.

With weapons!

(intense musical build-up)

(bangs)

(pops)

(in Bengali) If you want to create a scene...

get out of the shop!

(thud, glass shatters)

(in Bengali) Hey, what's this? No juice?

(Amban) That's where Reddy met Ranga for the first time.

(epic music)

(Amban) With a soda opener!

(laughs)

(Reddy laughs)

(Amban) From that day onwards, he joined Reddy's gang.

Ranga!

♪ Stone cold killer ♪

♪ Certified fresh dog Ain't nobody realer ♪

♪ Slow mo when I enter ♪

♪ Only fear God And the man in the mirror ♪

♪ I see the devil looking back ♪

♪ On another level where you at? ♪

♪ I'm a savage, I'm a beast Got blood on my teeth ♪

♪ When I'm going for your neck ♪

♪ Who am I ♪

♪ It don't really matter though If you about to die ♪

- ♪ You can run, you can fight ♪ - (knife swishes)

♪ Either way it's the same outcome When I arrive ♪

♪ Last chance ♪

♪ Get ready to Tango This your last dance ♪

♪ Get ready with ammo Get the squad ready yo ♪

♪ It's about to get heavy Click clack ♪

(knife swishes)

One day, 30 goons stood before bro.

He was all alone.

Really?!

And behind them, their boss.

What could he do?

(yells) Hey, Ranga!

You son of a gun!

You dare show up in our area and mess with us?

Don't let him go! Chop him up!

(up-tempo techno)

(knife swishes)

Don't let him escape.

Beat him to pulp.

(Ranga screams) Bro leapt into the air and jumped from

shoulder to shoulder, shoulder to shoulder

until he reached their boss at the back.

Then he stabbed him over and over and over again,

- until he died. - (Ranga breathes heavily)

All okay?

- Good death. - Thank you, Amban.

Amban! And then?

Ranga is one hell of a rowdy!

His entry itself is quite the spectacle!

The moment he whips out his dagger, one slash across the neck!

Blood!

Right from here, blood splashes everywhere.

Blood all over his body!

He takes out the gun and shoots at point blank! (gunshot)

The skull blasts open!

Blood!

Blood all over his body!

(epic music)

Ranga bro came running like this...

- and... - He...

flipped like this.

Eh?

Gone!

Wow!

(metals clank)

Bro, can we also come along for the fight?

Oh! You want to tag along!

Let me speak with him.

What do you think about bringing the kids along for a fight?

Bro?

Amban, get in.

Okay.

Hello, boys!

- Come quick. - Come, come.

Get inside, fast.

See you tomorrow.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

- Okay, bye. - (car engine whirrs)

Stone.

In your urine? Drink plenty of water.

Bro's heart is hard like a stone.

When his mom found out about

his gangster ways, she abandoned him.

But it didn't affect him at all.

He stood there like a stone.

Who's that?

I can't bear this anymore.

I'll come back the day you quit all this.

I'm leaving.

Or promise me you'll give up your gangster business right now

and I won't--

(epic music)

(Amban) Finally, bro resigned from Reddy's gang

and started his own gig.

That's how he became the person we know today.

Our Ranga bro!

(epic music)

Next level bragging!

Why should we listen to it?

Listen, aren't you getting enough booze and kebabs?

So, you can put up with the bragging.

It's not for the booze.

Don't you want to hit them back?

So, you'll have to bear it.

So, it's okay to hear some bragging.

- Give me a puff. - (phone rings)

Come on, give me.

He's calling.

Here.

- Give it back. - Yes, bro.

My boy!

There's a fight in Yelahanka.

Want to come?

(Bibi) Of course, bro! Why not!

Ah! Will send a car for you. Come along.

Also, boy! It'll begin at 9 p.m. sharp!

Ah, yes, bro. We'll be there.

Ranga bro is taking us for a fight tonight.

- Really? - He'll send us a car now.

(birds chirp)

He has a Benz

and he still uses this car?

That's his taste. Leave that!

Have you seen him dance?

- You haven't? - No.

Hold this.

(sings)

You said he lost all his money buying some worthless land.

Then how come such a big set up?

That barren land he bought that day...

Well, now Bengaluru International Airport sits right on top of it.

Lucky man!

(epic music)

Hey, let's go. Come.

Where's my jacket? Where's it?

Give that here!

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

Sir, please come.

Look there, sir. Those people.

They're the ones troubling my daughter.

Amban, no need for weapons.

No weapons!

♪ Hit it! ♪

- Yo-- - You!

Come on, Amban. Let me talk...

Oh, carry on.

Bro will tell you!

And you will listen!

Hit him! Hit him!

What are you waiting for? Go and hit them!

(men scream)

I'll break your face!

- Amban, break his tooth! - (thud)

This tooth! This one!

Tooth! Tooth! Tooth!

Leg! Leg!

Smash his face!

Break his leg! Break his leg!

Why bring a whole battalion to beat up just four people?

How many guys were there to beat the three of us?

Oh!

Hit, hit, hit!

Why doesn't Ranga bro hit anyone?

(thud)

His hands! Break his leg!

His mom told him to drop everything and come to her.

But before he could do that...

his mom passed away.

This guy... this guy!

Pull his tongue out!

That day, he decided!

Never to lay his hands on anyone again.

Hello, boy!

Poor, bro.

Don't cry, huh?

(song playing)

(engine whirrs)

My boys, see you tomorrow.

- Yeah, tomorrow. - Okay, bro. Good night.

- See you tomorrow, Amban. - Okay...

- Hey, Bibi, who's that? - That's my brother.

Brother? You had family in Bengaluru?

Will explain later!

But he doesn't look like you.

Get lost!

(phone beeps)

♪ With fiery wrath, Kali dances ♪

♪ Golden anklets adorn her feet ♪

♪ To Paanan's rhythm O Goddess, please-- ♪

(laughs) Dude...

♪ Mighty Goddess Karinkali ♪

♪ Ruler of Kodungallur's Sacred domain ♪

(boys laugh)

My boy,

Ranga bro always keeps his word!

Amban, bring it.

- See, gun! - How's it?

Superb, boy! Fire away!

Bro... (gun clicks)

Shall I?

- Bro. - Ready.

Just fire the gun, Amban.

Bro, I think it's stuck.

- Haven't used it in a while. - Argh!

My boy, I'll bring a bigger one--

(gun fires) It fired!

Bro! Bro!

(gun fires) I'm not able switch it off!

Oh, God! Just stop it!

(gun fires) Bro, don't leave me here.

- I said stop it! - Bro! Bro!

Bro!

Amban, switch it off!

It's off, bro.

You need to be careful, Amban!

I will be careful, bro. (gun fires)

I am sorry, bro.

(indistinct chatter)

Amban, what are you thinking about?

Oh, you guys are here!

Check the slash marks on my back.

Count them.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14!

14 slashes!

Dang! I've no idea how I got that 14th slash!

Any idea?

Do you guys remember?

- I don't remember? - Don't you remember?

Huh?!

Just try to remember.

Two or three years back...

- Two years back? - ...on your happy birthday.

Oh!

While playing dumb charades...

you slashed me!

- Yes, I slashed you. - Exactly.

Bro had slashed me.

I showed him Amitabh's movie Trishul and he just couldn't get it!

I was completely wasted!

I got so angry!

I took the sword and one slash!

Thirty stitches!

Now I remember.

I was so drunk, my senses were in outer space!

So, didn't feel a thing!

Me too!

Hey.

He slashed you over such a small thing.

And yet, he didn't do anything to the relative who tricked him?

Maybe because he saw him as his own brother, yeah?

Yes he did, that's why he forgave him for that long.

But when the land price shot up,

he played a lot of games to snatch it.

He even sent goons to kill bro.

He hired that guy.

(laughs)

When bro got to know of this

he invited that man over to his house

and said he'd give him back the land.

(tense music)

And then?

Red paint?

Who paints the inside of their house red!

Why'd you suddenly change your mind, huh?

(knife swishes)

(dark music)

He stabbed him over and over and over, until he died!

Then he buried him in the kitchen.

(shovel scraping)

He put red paint over his bloodstains on the wall.

And he stood in front of it...

and screamed!

(screams)

Did you see it, Amban?

I didn't see it.

But the guy who saw it described it with the same impact.

Where's that guy now?

Due to certain circumstances, bro had to--

Kill him?!

No, he dismissed him.

I joined only five or six years ago.

I came here to hide out because of an assault case back home.

And then I never went back.

Amban!

Why is everyone still in their senses?

- Come, let's go to the bar. - And become senseless!

(scores)

Listen up.

You can't just come and go as you please.

This hostel is run by respectable people.

Understood?

What happened?

(phone rings)

Move!

Hello, bro?

Hello, boy!

- (Bibi) Yes, bro! - How's the mansion?

Ah... what's that?

- Couldn't hear you. - (Ranga) How's the mansion?

Mansion?!

- The house! - Where are we?

- Is this your house? - Yeah!

Go outside and look.

Yes.

That's our living room.

How's it?

Did you like it?

- Open the fridge. - (bottles clank)

Dude! Bottles!

Bottles?!

Which all brands, dude?

Now, open the cupboard.

Dude, snacks!

Dude!

Don't push! There's plenty.

Whoa...

Is that enough?

Yes, bro! More than enough.

(Ranga) Now outside the house.

Get outside!

- Where's the lighter? - Outside?! There's more?

It's not over!

Is there beer outside as well?

(Ranga) It's my favourite vehicle after my green car!

The blue bike is now yours!

Thank you, bro!

But boy, have you got a licence though?

If not, Amban has my licence. You can take that.

Okay.

Do you know how to get to college from here?

We'll use the map.

Don't have to go to the bar anymore.

We've enough cigarettes and alcohol for a month.

(bike whirrs)

What to do when it runs out of petrol?

- We'll ask Amban-- - Hey, guys!

(footsteps approach)

(indistinct chatter)

Nice!

- Is it new? - Yes.

Show me.

The keys.

Give.

Give it, man.

Give me the keys.

Here you go.

(bike whirrs)

Where's he taking it?

Agreed, you're my guys and all.

But coming in a bullet in your first year

will make the seniors feel bad, right?

They're also my guys.

So, from now on,

no bullet, okay?

(up-tempo techno)

Heard you guys got a new house?

Not inviting us?

We'll take you one day.

Aha, I'm waiting.

(car revving)

Let's tell Ranga and get him beaten up today itself!

But Ranga won't beat up anyone.

He needn't. His goons can, right?

How can you be so sure he'll do it if we ask?

We'll tell him when it's time.

Why?

He gave us this bike, house, alcohol and everything.

We can tell him.

Then won't he figure out we got close to him for this reason?

So, are we never going to tell him?

We will when it's time.

Let's have tea.

Or do we wait until it's tea time?

Brother, one tea.

- For me too. - And me.

Three teas!

(indistinct chatter)

Leave that, Nanjappa.

Hey loser!

- Can't you see? - Sorry, bro. I didn't see--

Beat the hell out him and burn him!

Bloody loafer!

It's time.

Amban! I want to hit them even more!

Let it go! It's a silly case.

They touch my boys in front of me?

We gave him good.

Can do another round if you want.

Sit down, bro.

Should set them on fire!

Come on, please sit down.

Sigh.

Wish we had met you before.

We wouldn't have taken such a beating

from the seniors then.

Oh, well! Too late now.

We got beaten up anyway.

So badly that too!

It took days for the bruises to heal.

And then?

What, bro?

About your seniors. And then, what?

Nothing, bro. Just college seniors...

Hey!

Tell me.

Bro, nothing much.

Our seniors locked us up in a room

and hit us pretty hard.

Nothing much.

Just some bruises and cuts.

And you guys didn't hit back?

Hit back...

Bibi, did you guys hit back or not?

But bro...

Those guys have got local support and--

Local support?!

You guys are talking about local support to me?!

Amban!

To me?!

Come, come! I want to beat them up right now!

It's alright. It's over now.

If you don't come, I'll beat you up!

Get up and come! Come!

No need!

What's wrong with him?

Not today.

Tomorrow, in college.

In front of everyone.

- Good idea. - Correct.

Smart boy.

Good boy, Bibi.

Where's Ranga bro?

Ah, how would I know?

Call and check.

Ask him how long it's going to take?

Let's have another tea?

For what joy? My stomach is full of tea!

Ranga bro is here.

Come, come!

- Hello boys! - Bro!

What's up?

What's it?

Anyone coming?

Just you two?

What about the others?

Today is happy Holi.

Everyone's on leave.

But there are quite a few of them.

You first call them.

The rest, I...

- Amban. - Yes, bro.

Are we going to get beaten up again?

Amban, send everyone away.

One special tea for bro.

And three normal teas.

He must have some plan.

The others must be somewhere around here.

You do one thing, call him.

Actually, you call.

No need, I'll call.

What's up?

Where the hell are you, you loser?

Eh?

Hey! It's me, Kutty bro!

Yes, you! You bloody dog!

Hey!

Have you got the wrong number?

No, man! I called you only!

Are you drunk?

I'm completely in my senses.

Just tell me where you are.

Where are you?

We're right outside college. You come here.

- Hey you! I'm coming for you! - Yeah, come.

Dude, you know what I'm wishing for right now?

He should slap me in front of Ranga bro.

That will definitely happen.

What kind of tea is this!

It's a special tea.

Beat the hell out of him!

Come here, you!

Rascal!

Standing and posing for a photo or what?

Go! Go and fight! Fast!

Hey Amban! I missed it. I want to watch!

Amazing!

- Thanks, bro. - Great job, Amban.

- Okay, bro! - Who's that?

(thuds)

(Ranga yells)

Again posing?

Go!

What's happening?

A battle!

(thuds)

(thuds)

Stop playing, Amban.

Throw them off and come!

(Amban groans)

(thud)

(Amban screams)

Super, Amban! Super!

(glass shatters)

(applauds)

(thuds)

What happened, Nanjappa?

That jump was too low.

Do you want retirement?

I also want to see!

(thud)

You come with me.

Hello boys!

How's this?

Look!

Beat him up!

Boys! Here you go!

Yuck! He puked!

Listen up!

These are my kids!

Ranga's kids!

If anyone dares touch them,

this will be their fate!

Beware!

Hey!

In Bhojpuri! Brilliant.

(in Bhojpuri) These are my kids!

- See? - If anyone dares touch them,

this will be their fate!

Beware!

- (in Bengali) Everyone listen to me! - Not over? Bengali?!

Bro, enough.

Let's go. Everyone has understood.

- No need for Bengali? - Not required.

- Okay. - All okay.

Happy Holi!

(crowd cheering)

(bottle pops)

♪ Mean people ♪

♪ Good people! ♪

♪ All Special Friends! ♪

♪ All of them are simple ♪

♪ They laughed When they saw me fall ♪

♪ Everyone was happy when I lost ♪

♪ Everyone laughed When I was insulted ♪

♪ They were praying for my death ♪

♪ You lowly people Support the rich ♪

♪ These friends betray Even after staying with you ♪

♪ Days have passed ♪

♪ Now count the good days ♪

♪ Open your eyes See my time has come ♪

♪ This is arrogance ♪

♪ This is strong arrogance ♪

♪ We are strong ♪

♪ Try fighting with us ♪

♪ This is arrogance ♪

♪ Be with us and see ♪

♪ You throw big talks ♪

♪ Arrogance ♪

♪ You have arrogance in walking ♪

♪ You have arrogance in laughing ♪

♪ Our arrogance is that of a king ♪

♪ Arrogance ♪

♪ Of your own arrogance ♪

♪ Villagers, listen to this song ♪

♪ We picked up the stones Of hope... stones ♪

♪ In which the arrogance of the World got absorbed… arrogance ♪

♪ We attack those who speak wrong ♪

♪ Returned as the sun with fire ♪

♪ The costume will change Just like that ♪

♪ Will give results Of good and bad deeds ♪

♪ Days have passed ♪

♪ Now count the good days ♪

♪ Open your eyes Look my time has come ♪

♪ This is arrogance ♪

♪ This is strong arrogance ♪

♪ We are strong ♪

♪ Try fighting with us ♪

♪ This is arrogance ♪

♪ Be with us and see ♪

♪ You throw big talks ♪

♪ Arrogance ♪

♪ We have arrogance in walking ♪

♪ We have arrogance in laughing ♪

♪ Our arrogance is that of a king ♪

♪ Arrogance ♪

♪ Of your own arrogance ♪

♪ Villagers, listen to this song ♪

(snores) (phone rings)

Pick up the phone.

Hello, boy?

Hello, boy!

Amban!

Where's Bibi?

Where are they?

They...

Where did they go?

I've been calling you so many times!

Sister...

Bibi was up studying all night.

He just went to sleep.

(Bibi's mom) Oh, is it?

But he didn't answer last night either.

But, who...

Who are you?

You're not Aju or Shanthan?

I'm Ranga.

He may not have told you about me.

He has.

He always tells me about you.

Even last night he told me.

(sips) He said you're like a brother.

Are you happy, son?

Um... I'm happy.

Is Bibi happy?

He'll always be happy, Mom.

Ah! That's how it should be!

Okay, Mom.

(footsteps)

Where are they, Amban?

(bells ring) (chanting)

(chanting continues)

Shankar... who are these kids?

(fire crackles)

(chanting continues)

Whose wedding was it?

Wedding?! House warming, no?

Whose was it...

I forgot.

You have to be careful, Amban!

I should. I will, bro.

What the hell were you all doing?

- What did I do... - Sorry, bro.

Who are these idiots?

There they are.

Bro! Run! It's Ranga and his guys!

Boys...

Are you happy?

- Happy? - Yes, bro.

Look down and eat!

I'm here for you.

Come.

I'm also here for you.

Ranga sir.

Please eat and go.

Fine, let's eat and go.

Come, come.

- Did you guys eat? - We just woke up.

Sit down, boys!

Please be seated.

- Bro, it's idli. - Damn!

Actually, no need. We're full.

- We already ate. - Amban...

- Let's eat on the way. - Come, come.

(car whirrs)

Yes?

We'll reach in half an hour.

Okay.

Amban, let's go straight to college.

Eh? What about our dress?

No time to get dressed and all.

The new ED has come to college.

Exam results!

So? Do we go like this?

Boys!

Don't worry.

I'll get you ready.

Of course he will!

(dramatic music)

Vaana...

Veekshan.

College of Engineering.

Nice.

♪ Illuminati... ♪

♪ Illuminati... ♪

Bro, tea.

Where's your hand?

Amban!

Bro...

Where's the opening?

Bro, blow on it and drink.

Amban! Focus!

Your hand... where's it?

- Babu... - Sir.

(dark music)

It's licensed.

I just want to let you know that I'm not scared of your...

goon friends.

Except that...

I don't want them in my college.

- Your parents' number-- - Sir, sir, sir...

- Please, sir... - Parents' number.

- Don't do this, sir. - Please, sir.

- We beg you, sir. - Please, sir, please...

- Sir, 79077... - ...96056

- Hello? - Yes, hello.

- Hello. - This is the Executive Director of

Vaana Veekshan College.

Your son and his friends have failed in

all subjects.

But I'm not calling you for that.

I'm calling to inform you that your son

and his friends have become

professional goons.

And therefore, from this very moment,

I'm rusticating them.

They're not interested in education.

They've already been campus recruited

as professional gangsters.

And by the way, they'll call you and explain the details.

Go and explain to your parents.

Go!

Mom.

Mom...

When I came here...

- ...we were-- - Son...

What's it, Mom?

Son...

He was saying something about you.

Mom...

I only understood the word goon, nothing else.

- You didn't understand? - Dad...

Nothing much to understand.

Just that you've to be careful when you go out

because this place is full of gangsters.

But why tell me that?

It was just a warning.

And they called everybody, not just you.

If you want, ask Aju and Bibi.

Oh, is it? I got so worried.

I've a lot to study. Okay. Bye.

She didn't understand anything.

Thank goodness, he doesn't know Hindi.

Come, let's beg him to take us back.

Sir, sir, please, sir. One last chance, sir.

Scolding from home, sir.

- Shouting, sir. - My father is a farmer, sir.

I'm the ray of hope of his, sir.

I'm the only hope, sir, please, sir.

Last chance.

But you've to pass all your subjects.

Single retest.

And I don't want any of your gangster friends...

near my college.

Go.

Babu, keep this back.

Also...

The next time I speak to your parents,

I'll be saying these things in Hindi.

Understood?

- You're great, sir. - Go and study.

Go.

Dude...

Poor guy!

It's because we didn't study, no?

Got 15 days until the exam.

Should be fine, we can study.

Couldn't study in half a year,

then how in half a month?

Let's ask Ranga bro to beat him up.

(clicks tongue) Why call him now?

We need to study. We'll try.

I don't care about your share.

I need all this.

Of course, Ranga.

(clicks tongue) It's so late already.

No time to study now.

We've to start studying from tomorrow.

By the way, study with what?

Don't even know which books.

That's alright, we'll go collect notes from the hostel tomorrow.

(clicks tongue) When will this fight get over?

- So, this deal is closed. - Okay, Ranga.

This area in front will also be mine.

Here comes Amban, the troublemaker!

Don't dare come to me with stupid issues!

Keep this.

Ugh!

No fight! They compromised.

Reddy's been blocking it for quite a while now.

It's all set now.

- Okay, bye. - Not just this one.

He has blocked so many deals.

So what was this deal about?

This one?

Planning to demolish this mall

and start a marigold farm.

Huh? Marigold?!

Bro gets super nostalgic about marigold flowers.

Ah! Got it, got it!

(Shanthan laughs)

What's it?

Who knows?

Bro!

What's Reddy's problem with them?

Call him and ask.

Bro!

- How about we finish him off? - Hey!

He's my Guru.

Will you kill your teacher?

No, I won't!

Oh, new reel!

Look at that step! Look, look!

(cars screech)

Get into the car!

- What's it? - Get in!

It's Reddy's team! Get in, bro!

- Give me my jacket! - (swishes)

Give my jacket!

(flesh squelches)

(thud)

Behind you, Amban!

(thud)

(metal clanks)

(thud)

(knife swishes)

(thud)

(glass shatters)

- Bibi! Be careful! - (flesh squelches)

- Bro, take the car and leave! - (thud)

(engine whirrs)

(tires screech)

(thud)

- Die! - (metals clank)

(thud)

(up-tempo techno)

(thud)

(tires screech)

(thud)

Son of a gun!

(up-tempo techno)

(metal clanks)

(bangs)

(thud)

(metal clanks)

Nanjappa!

(thud)

(thuds continue)

(metal swishes)

(screams)

(knife swishes)

(boys scream)

(glass shatters)

Amban!

Enough playing! Get in the car!

Door, door, door! Amban, did they break that door too?

We can fix it, bro!

Argh! My favourite car!

- Start! - Wear your seat belt.

- What's it, bro? - Hold on tight!

- Go! - (engine revving)

(knife swishes)

(thud)

Nanjappa, get in.

(thud)

Jacky! Jump in!

(knife swishes)

(indistinct chatter)

(tires screech)

(indistinct chatter)

(thud)

Bro!

(tires screech)

(emotional music)

(tires screech thuds)

(screams)

(thud)

(tires screech)

(men shout)

Hold on, boys! We're jumping! (scream)

(men shout)

Argh! Amban!

My car is ruined. Need to fix it.

Take the car to the hospital.

Eh?

Problem?

- Yes. - Argh!

- Fifteen. - Eh?

Now I have fifteen scars on my back.

(everyone laughs)

Don't make me laugh!

I'll start spilling blood!

- Bibi! - Bro.

This Amban!

33 stitches, bro! 33!

It's a record!

(engine whirrs)

My boys!

Come here.

Saw a super fight, no?

- Are you happy? - (laughs)

Good!

Next will be a gun fight.

Next Thursday.

Okay?

- Ta-ta! - (engine whirrs)

Let's not go watch any more fights, okay?

Yes, let us not.

What if Ranga bro calls us?

We'll say we have to study.

Which we really do.

15 days left.

Need to study!

Yes!

Should study!

Return the book, okay?

I will after taking photocopies.

I won't run away with it!

Oh! The thugs are pissed!

Hey, I'll rip your tongue out!

Trying to be too smart!

Are these empty?

Just turn the pages and look!

(bike whirrs)

Now don't go calling Ranga bro.

It's because we keep calling him that

he drags us to drink and into fights.

Don't call him until exams are done.

Don't call him even after the exams.

Let's finish the course and leave.

What's up with all these string lights?

Is there any church festival happening?

There are no churches here.

(indistinct chatter)

(music)

- Brother... - Brother, what's--

(upbeat music)

♪ The day God's child was born ♪

♪ The great chapter began that day ♪

♪ This song is on everyone's lips… ♪

♪ Here happiness is in the air ♪

♪ If love comes It is like sweet honey ♪

♪ Fly carefree like a fly ♪

♪ If they get angry The level is different ♪

♪ No one should come In front of them… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise Make everyone dance and… ♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise Make everyone dance and… ♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

Too sober! They're in their senses!

Amban! Come here!

(Ranga laughs)

(Amban laughs)

(Ranga speaks indistinctly)

(Amban laughs)

Stop it, Amban!

(Aju screams)

(Amban laughs)

(water splashes)

(Ranga screams)

♪ Let the lamp burn… Let the oil be lit ♪

♪ Hey, your age should increase... Should be above 100… ♪

♪ Brother's words… Are respected… ♪

♪ No matter what anyone says, My brother should keep going ♪

♪ Like the waves of the ocean ♪

♪ Time should move With the strength of brother ♪

- ♪ Today is brother's day ♪ - (knife swishes)

(clicks tongue)

Bro, me first.

♪ Come on… let's make noise... ♪

- Amban, no! - Happy birthday, bro!

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise Make everyone dance and… ♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise Make everyone dance and… ♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise, Make everyone dance and…♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

Hey, Bibi!

Give me the mic!

(microphone blaring)

(phone rings)

Bibi! When your mom calls, you should talk!

Talk!

Hey! Silence, everyone!

(shushes)

Talk to her! Talk to her!

Shush!

Hello, Mom...

(Bibi's mom) Where are you, dear?

At the hostel, Mom.

(Bibi's mom) Are you happy?

Yeah, I'm happy.

(Bibi's mom) What about Shanthan?

He's happy too.

- (Bibi's mom) Study well, dear. - Yes, Mom. Call you later.

- Happy birthday! My happy birthday! - Got cut.

Oh, got cut?

It's alright! I'm drunk, anyway! Hey, song! Song!

(crowd cheers)

My boy, are you happy?

Drop them over there.

Guess, we'll study in the morning now?

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise Make everyone dance and… ♪

♪ Shout and include everyone In the happiness… ♪

♪ Come on… let's make noise ♪

(snores)

We've got 13 days left to study.

(tense music)

Hey, hey... get up.

Come, the classes are over.

Wonder what the hell he's going to do today!

It was his birthday yesterday.

After all, he's done us so many favours.

I wish he hadn't.

Seriously?

If it wasn't for him,

we'd still be under Kutty's feet, like his slaves.

That's true.

And studies, we'll handle it.

But we haven't told him everything yet.

He's a very understanding person.

Let's tell him we need to study.

Yeah, let us. He will understand.

That's what.

Yes!

Stop throwing water!

Amban...

Did you get yourself laminated?

You're here!

Go, change your clothes and wait.

Have to change and take a nap. So tired.

You're going to be more tired.

Go and have a "blissful" sleep.

(laughs)

I'll talk to him, okay?

Hello, boys!

Yes?

Ta-da!

- One, two, three... start! - (ladies laugh)

Come on, start!

- But what? - (thud)

Whoa! You beautiful men!

What's it, sister?

Just a minute.

Come closer, you.

- Hey! Hey! Stop! - No! Don't touch me!

Ew! Yikes! Go away!

Let go of me!

No! I said, no!

What's wrong?

- I said stop. - Didn't you like us?

Huh?!

Hey! Haven't you started yet?

Hey, Sweety, Beauty, what is this?!

You took the money! Grab them!

Catch! Catch!

Take his shirt off! Shirt off!

Yes! Yes!

Here. Here.

Catch! Catch him!

Hey, Beauty! Catch hold of him.

- Running, huh? - Nanjappa...

Nanjappa is on leave.

Amban... Amban...

No, boys! I've locked the door.

Yes! Yes! Start! Start!

Come on, start!

Enough playing around.

Start.

Let me see!

- Take off their shirts. - Bro!

- What? - What the hell are you doing?

What's wrong?

Give them privacy.

- Oh! - Come on, bro.

Oh, yeah!

My boy! Bibi... Are you happy?!

- Bro! - I'll be right outside.

Don't go, bro.

(ladies laugh)

Boys...

- So, you have never-- - (ladies laugh)

(yells) Amban!

There's nothing to laugh about.

The kids were surprised.

Oh, that's not why.

We've never... that too with a stranger...

Eh?

It's fine if we were in a relationship.

But nobody's blaming you, dear.

Oh, you weren't?

Ranga has no idea about all this.

He isn't used to interacting much with women.

Interacting?! Amban! My interactions?

Interaction, huh? Coming to bro's interactions.

(clears throat)

So, last year...

when bro went to a wedding...

Shouldn't we tell him about our studies?

- We should. - (Amban) Among many women...

one woman came up to him for a photo.

- Tell him. - You tell.

A situation with no chance for interaction.

You should've seen how well he interacted that day.

You know nothing about bro's interactions!

Henceforth, don't ever mention

a word about bro's interactions ever again!

Me?

Do you hear me?

That's all.

(phone rings)

Hello?

(screams) Hey!

Don't let them escape!

Lock the entire area!

What happened, bro?

They ran away, it seems.

Who?

Those two guys.

They would've died yesterday. I saved them!

- Something's up. Wait. - I'll show them! Amban!

Bro, I can catch them, no matter where they go.

Don't stress yourself out in your birthday month!

Is this even a subject of concern?

Don't get heated up, bro.

Will tell him later. Looks like he's in a bad mood.

Bro...

That's mine...

- I know how to cool you down. - (metal clanks)

Shall we play a game?

Oh, my goodness!

I'm still tired from the running race.

Dumb charades.

Eh? What's that?

I know you love that game.

Bibi and I are a team.

I'm also in Ranga bro's team.

Rest of you, come here.

Get up.

Come, come.

Come, sit here.

Sit next to me.

If you touch the forehead, it's English, cheek is Hindi. Okay?

- If you touch the nose? - You get nose booger!

(music)

Are you ready?

Amban, ready. Start.

Ready, start.

- Raaton Ka Raja. - I'll slap you.

- Rubbish. - No?

Don.

Gangster?

(Amban laughs)

Come on!

- Oh! Narasimha. - Right answer.

- Simple! - Amban, here.

Come on, stop it, Amban!

Running...

Three words.

Bhaag Milkha Bhaag.

Golmaal.

Mountain... Sun... Surya...

Deer, Vansh...

- Suryavansham. - (applauds)

Koyla.

- (applauds) - That was too easy.

Brahmastra.

- (applauds) - Super. Super.

Now Ranga bro's turn.

- Yay! Yay! - (applauds)

Bro... come on, bro.

I'll tell him.

Come on, bro!

This is too easy, Amban.

- Give me a tough one. - Just starting.

This is enough.

Okay.

Which one? Tell me, Amban.

Hey, give me the tool.

(sword swishes)

- Why the knife? Sword fights? - Must be a historical movie.

Bibi... my boy...

(metal clanks)

Prithviraj?

Padmaavat? RamLeela?

Baahubali?

No?

Whoa! Brilliant!

Amban...

Which movie is this?

- You didn't understand? - No.

The big sword is big.

So the knife?

It's small as in chotta...

Sinking and being mum...

Bye...

Chotta Mumbai!

Eh?

Shamshera or Asoka.

(men giggle)

(metal clanks)

Got it! Got it! That other movie!

Bibi!

Thugs...

Thugs of Hindostan.

(sword clanks)

- Amban. - Bro...

Tell them to focus.

Focus on the game!

Give me the tools.

(metal clanks)

(tense music)

(metal clanks)

(phone rings)

(Amban speaks indistinctly)

Did you get them?

Don't let them go!

We will be right there.

(Amban) You slashed me!

(Ranga) Yes, I slashed you.

I showed him Amitabh's movie Trishul and he just couldn't get it!

I got so angry! I took the sword and one slash!

(tense music)

Focus!

Take all the film names you know from all languages.

Parineeta.

Parinda.

Mangal Pandey, Bajrangi Bhaijaan.

Bengali's Potadar Kirtee.

Telugu's Dasara.

Bunty Aur Babli.

Marathi's Sairat? Udta Punjab.

Dangal, Badshaah.

Zara Hatke Zara Bachke, Sasura Bada Paisewala of Bhojpuri.

Kannada movie Kanthara.

Raanjhanaa.

Not correct?

Guru!

Karma. Shaitaan.

Kalapani. Khader Basha of Malayalam.

- (sword swishes) - Not these either?

Haathi Mere Saathi.

Gangubai Kathiawadi. Patiala House.

Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge...

Still no? I will say it!

Raavan, Shaitaan, Raja Ko Rani Se Pyar Ho Gaya.

Rocky Aur Rani Ki Prem Kahani.

Badri Ki Dulhaniya, Tamil Chandramukhi, Hero.

Malayalam Chotta Mumbai.

Correct.

- (applauds) - Huh?!

Correct! Correct!

Correct! Correct! Correct! Amban, correct!

We won!

That was a narrow escape!

See that! See that!

Amban!

(applauds continue)

Good, good!

- Good girl! - I'm Man of the Match!

You nailed it, bro!

Bro, we nabbed those guys.

Kill them, Amban.

Over here, bro?

But they live here.

Lock them up for now. Kill them tomorrow.

- Yes, tomorrow. - Amban!

Today's game was awesome. I'm tired.

Okay, get up. Get up. Come on, everyone.

- Two days off for everyone. - Bro...

Next time you play hide and seek or Kabaddi, do call us!

I was expecting your debut sword slash today.

Just miss.

It's okay. There's always next time.

Also, this is where it all started for him.

This is a lucky place.

Bye, man.

Okay, bye.

(tense music)

Hey...

What are you doing?

Why did you bring this knife?

(dark music)

(scratches)

(breathes heavily)

(scratching continues)

(pants)

(epic music)

(footsteps approach)

(breathes heavily) Everything he said was true.

The stories of killing his brother, painting the wall red and all...

Did that happen here?

Maybe, he did paint the wall red.

But killing his brother...

Move.

What is it?

Step back!

(dramatic music)

(whooshes)

(boys scream)

(screaming continues)

Hey... wait!

Hold on!

(eerie music)

(honks)

Hey, I left my phone here.

What's up, kids?

No sleep? Why are you standing outside?

Sister...

Can you please stay with us tonight?

Please.

Please, sister.

Please, sister...

Yes, I can.

Anyway, I've got the full payment.

(snores)

(bangs)

Don't want... don't want thinking.

You people are climbing on my head and dancing.

Sorry, sir?

The more lenient I become,

the more you're pushing it!

The exam dates are out.

Look over there!

(professor) Stupid donkeys won't even study!

How long will we sit here? Shouldn't we go home?

There's a dead body in that kitchen. I'm not coming.

You guys can go.

(tense music)

Hey!

Get up!

Okay then, shall we go to bed?

- Yeah. - Hey, wait.

What's your opinion on Kabaddi?

Apparently, the Indian government

isn't really supporting Kabaddi players.

What's your take on that?

How about I write an essay and submit it tomorrow?

Looks like he has gone mad.

We've got exams tomorrow.

If we study, good for us!

But... Kabaddi!

Or leave Kabaddi. Let's discuss something else.

What about carrom board?

What's your take on increasing costs?

Hey, please stay a little longer.

Talk to us for some more time, no? (thud)

This is my Bengaluru!

I've been here for some 35 years!

I know how to get my money back from you.

Don't you dare mess with me.

(BK) Tell me where you're right now!

Where will we go now?

(BK speaking indistinctly)

(clicks tongue) Didn't I tell you we shouldn't go for revenge and stuff!

Great! Now put all the blame on me!

No peace of mind anymore!

I'm not going back to that house.

Where else can we go?

Do we sleep on the road?

It'll still be better than this!

Are you guys free now?

- Yes. - We're free!

Really?!

Will you come with me to a place?

We'll come wherever you want!

- Here. - Let's go.

(Bibi) Aren't you coming?

Yes, of course! I need to come, right?

(bike whirring)

Bloody fool! He's munching here with my cash!

What did you think of me, huh?

This is my Bengaluru!

I've been here for some 35 years!

Thought you could trick me out of my 2500 rupees?

There's no point in blaming each other.

Think of a solution.

Why don't you think of one?

Me?! How?

You guys are the in-house thinkers.

Look over there! See them?

Do you?

They'll cut you up into pieces in no time!

They will finish you!

Do you even know who they are?

Saw what happened in front of college that day?

Sorry, brother. Please don't make an issue.

Hey, you! What the hell are you doing?

You think they're some goons?

Are you not goons?

- Is this why you brought us here? - Yes, of course.

What happened? Come, beat them up.

Start the bike.

- Hey, don't go. - Get lost!

- Get on. - Hit them at least once.

Please, don't go.

There is one more bar nearby

Wait up, please!

Hello, just come here.

- What did you want? - Yes, money.

(emotional music)

Damn that guy, BK!

His bloody '36 years' and 'my Bengaluru'...

(engine whirring)

Seems like some street play is going on.

(indistinct chatter)

(dramatic music)

(engine revving)

(indistinct chatter)

(bike whirring)

Wow! Nice look.

Mexican gangster!

Same! Same costume, sir.

(clicks tongue)

(dramatic music)

(Reddy) Oh, you're here!

Hey!

(in Bengali) You guys have been hanging out a lot with Ranga!

(Reddy) You think he's going to keep saving you?

When the time comes,

I'll finish him with my own hands.

- Hey. - Sir.

We... We don't know Bengali.

Then talk in Hindi.

I can understand Hindi really well.

Hey, you!

We came to Bengaluru to study

and these morons beat us up like street dogs

for absolutely no bloody reason!

To settle scores with these morons,

we went to an even bigger moron!

And that moron is screwing our lives right now.

That's when these morons brought us here

to hear your bloody speech!

Do whatever the hell you want!

We don't give a damn! Bloody hell!

Hey!

I didn't understand what he said.

Will someone tell me?

Do whatever the hell you want!

Want to kill us? Do it!

That's all.

Why should I kill you guys?

I want Ranga.

He stole my style, my costume, my identity and everything!

"Oh, you're wearing Ranga-type shirts!"

"You're wearing Ranga-type pants!"

(Reddy) Wherever I go, that's all I hear.

When in fact, he copied me!

Not the other way around.

(in Bengali) Stupid! Idiot! Bloody nonsense!

I'll kick him until he bleeds to death!

- Hey, you stupid designer! - Present, sir.

(in Bengali) Beware!

Sorry, sir.

Hand me the card. (laughs)

Call me when Ranga is alone.

He doesn't love anyone.

Neither you, nor me.

He doesn't love anyone.

He killed his brother.

(laughs) One day, he'll kill you too.

(laughing continues)

Is it over?

Shall we go now?

Yeah, you may go. (laughs)

Bro, are you letting them go?

Get lost!

Where did you find the guts to cuss him out like that?

Go, open the gate.

He didn't let us go because I said all that!

Only because he's scared of Ranga.

So, if Ranga bro isn't there, won't he harm us?

(gate screeches)

Let's handle one problem at a time.

How will we do that?

We will talk to him directly.

- When? - Now.

Now?!

(bike whirring)

(footsteps approach)

(dark music)

(thud)

You stayed at my place, took my money,

ate my food and rode around in my vehicle.

And you thought you could just leave as you please?

(dark music)

Bro, they are not that sensible.

I need to teach them sensibility now?

This is a warning for everyone.

Listen to me carefully.

Sons of losers! (spits)

(dramatic music)

(lighter clicks)

Sorry, brother. Forgive us.

Hey, kill them!

Amban! Kill them!

Where? Give me the weapons!

(yells)

(in Bhojpuri) You want forgiveness, huh? Wait! I'll give you!

Who else? I promised my mother or I would have...

Ah, boy...

Kill him.

Kill him. Right here.

All of you, make way. Let him kill.

(Ranga) Move aside.

(men speak indistinctly)

(in Bhojpuri) Let us go, brother. We won't repeat it.

Please forgive us, brother.

Brother, we will not repeat it.

Brother, forgive us. Please.

Sorry, brother...

Brother, please...

- My boy, it's alright. - (men speak indistinctly)

You can kill next.

Who else? Who else?

Give it here, bro! Let me kill them!

Thanks, bro.

Inky pinky ponky. Father had a donkey

You're first!

Oh, Goddess.

(eerie music)

- Hey! Not here! - Why, bro?

The blood will splash everywhere, Amban.

Take him to the bathroom.

- Oh! - Let go of us, please...

Come.

Oh, no! Leave me! Leave me!

Stop.

I'll come too. I want to watch.

Come, bro.

Come, boys. Let's watch.

Forgive us, brother.

(men speak indistinctly)

(men scream)

(boys breathe heavily)

(bike whirring)

(train honks)

(boys breathe heavily)

(footsteps approach) Bag!

Hey...

(tense music)

What are you doing?

I'm going home.

- Home? - Yes.

What about your studies?

Studies?! You mean a degree to become a gangster?

I don't want that for now.

I'll go back and work for a living!

What will I tell my mom?

You won't need to tell her anything.

The cops will tell her, after you're murdered!

Nothing like that will happen.

Really?

That entire minute when he handed me that knife!

You won't understand that feeling!

And didn't you hear what he said?

My boy, you next!

Next, you and then you.

I am not next!

Get lost!

- But nothing happened to you, right? - Really?

Look! Do you see?

It's urine, dude!

Before I'm covered in blood next, I'm out of here!

You stay here, get slashed or go around slashing others!

I'm done!

If he wants to kill us, he can come there and kill us also, no?

(screams, thud)

(weeps)

Where are you going?

To drink some water.

(footsteps approach)

What's the matter?

There's a dead body there, dude!

I am scared. (sobs)

(dark music)

(footsteps approach)

(liquid pours)

(upbeat music)

(footsteps approach)

Dude...

Nothing will happen to us.

Do you know why?

He doesn't need us.

Shut up!

He got mad when those guys ran off because they're fighters.

He needs them.

But we're useless to him!

Also, he gave you the knife, but he took it back, no?

He knows we can't do all that!

Then, why did he beat up Kutty for us?

For us?

- You think he beat up Kutty for us? - No?

He did it for himself.

All these fights and stuff are just entertainment for him.

He can't live without it!

Hey...

Did we forcefully drag him to beat up Kutty?

He said he'd hit us if we didn't go with him.

But...

But we told him to beat up Kutty...

Dude...

Let's switch off our phones and stay away from here for a week.

He might search for us for two days.

Then he'll find some other entertainment.

Let's focus on our studies this week, do well in our exams

and move back to college hostel.

Let's stay there, finish our course and leave Bengaluru for good.

That's all.

But where will we go?

I have a friend in this city.

We can stay in his hostel for a week.

Yes... Come, come... let's go.

Let's go in the morning.

(thud) (players speaking indistinctly)

- Hi. - Meet Aju and Shanthan.

Hi, I'm Akhil. Let's sit over there.

Hey, meet my friends.

They'll be here for a few days.

Switch off your phones.

(soft music)

- See you in the evening. - Okay.

(thud)

- Hey, let's go downstairs. - I'll come.

So peaceful!

Isn't it, dude?

True that.

After such a long time!

- Do you want it? - (indistinct chatter)

What about you?

What do you think he's up to right now?

It's been a week already.

He must have given up searching. Must be lying wasted somewhere.

(screams) Where are my boys?

- Amban! - (goons scream)

(dramatic music)

Where are the boys?

(thud)

Where are they?

Amban!

Tell me where my boys are!

Where are the boys?

- I didn't do anything, brother. - Where are they?

Tell me!

Where are they?

Come on, tell me.

(thump)

Come on.

- Let's drink. - No, man. You guys carry on.

Pour it, bro.

Shall I send someone to their homes?

No.

Mom will get scared.

Okay, bro.

(In TV) A prominent Bangalore college campus CCTV captures

bold daylight gang assault on students.

Videos of the assault rapidly spreads on social media

Oh, no!

Prompting public outcry and urgent calls for action.

The motive behind the attack remains unknown.

Listen, dude!

What are you going to do?

What the hell are you doing?

If he's doing all this to track us down

he would've definitely called my mom by now.

She'll panic and do something.

(phone vibrates, rings)

(Bibi) What?

Quick, switch it off!

- Switch it off! - Come on!

Switch it off, man. Hang up the call.

- Quick! Turn the phone off. - Switch it off.

(pants)

- Done. - Turn it off before he calls again.

(phone vibrates, rings)

- Hang up the call. - Switch it off.

- Switch it off. - Hang up the call.

Hey, hang up the call.

Don't answer it, dude.

No, don't pick up the call.

Listen to me. Hang up the call.

I said hang up.

Don't answer.

Bibi.. I said no.

Don't!

(Ranga on phone) Hey! Who are you?

Where are my boys?

Hey!

You dare harm them, I'll kill you scums!

Bro...

(Bibi) It's me, bro, Bibi.

You son of a loser! Where the hell are you?

I'll explain everything in person.

We'll be back home at night.

Hey... Bibi! Bibi...

(operator) The number you are calling is currently--

(yells) Argh!

You're handing him your head on a platter.

(breathes heavily) Let's go and see.

I'm not coming. You can go alone.

You bloody rascal!

You're the one who started all this mess!

Now just do as I say!

(breathes heavily)

Bibi...

You're talking like him now.

(dark music)

(engine revving)

Hey...

(thud)

- Where the hell were you? - Please leave us alone.

We're not goons like you or your sidekicks!

Hey, Bibi! No!

We came here to study.

Leave studying, we can barely sleep peacefully!

(sighs)

When we're with you,

it feels like we're strapped to bombs!

If this goes on, we'll end up like you!

And we don't want that!

We got beaten up in college

and we only befriended you to settle that score.

But we didn't expect it to be such a pain in the ass!

(emotional music)

Bro, we want to live peacefully--

(footsteps)

- Amban... - (Amban) Bro...

Bring everyone to the house in an hour.

(Amban) What happened, bro?

(yelling) Don't ask questions! Just do what I say!

(intense music)

(Bibi pants)

Hey...

(tense music)

What are you thinking?

Just let it go.

Should we do nothing and die?

Or kill instead of being killed?

What...

What are you saying? To kill?

How can we kill him?

Do you have any better ideas?

Hey, shush!

Speak softly!

(weeps)

Have you ever seen him hit anyone?

So, you planned everything, huh?

I had no plans...

until now...

(metal clanks)

(breathes heavily)

(slow music)

(emotional music)

(metal clanks)

(breathes heavily)

(train honks)

(weeps)

(footsteps approach)

(eerie music)

(thuds)

(dark music)

(metal clanks)

Hide it.

Boys--

Don't come out.

What the hell is this?

(thud)

(engines revving)

(yells) Hey, go inside! I said, go inside!

Bibi, go inside.

(Ranga) Shanthan, Aju, go inside!

- (yells) Bibi, go inside. - (thud)

- Hey! Don't! - (thud)

- I'll hit back! - (thud)

(Ranga groans)

Hey!

(in Bengali) Wait, I need to see.

Damn you! Here you are! (laughs)

Thank you, boys.

I'll take care of it now.

(intense music)

Hey, you... Ranga...

(in Bengali) What happened?

Getting old, is it? (laughs)

(weeps)

Hey, give me some time.

I need to get ready, right?

Now come!

(thud, groans)

(thud)

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

- ♪ Hit it! ♪ - (metal clanks)

♪ Hit it! ♪

♪ Hit it! ♪

Hey!

What, man!

Need an invitation?

I've no time to waste! Come!

Set him on fire!

♪ Hit it! ♪

(glass shatters)

- My favourite car! - (glass shatters)

(thud)

(thuds continue)

(sticks clank)

(intense music)

(metal clanks)

(goons scream)

(thud)

(wrist cracks)

(thud)

(sword swishes)

(boke cracks) (yells)

(thud)

(thuds continue)

(knife swishes)

(thud)

(metal clanks)

(dramatic music)

(knife swishes)

(knife swishes)

(tense music)

(flesh squelches)

(thud)

♪ Stone cold killer ♪

♪ Certified fresh dog Ain't nobody realer ♪

♪ Slow mo when I enter ♪

♪ Only fear God And the man in the mirror ♪

♪ I see the devil looking back ♪

♪ On another level where you at? ♪

Come forward, everyone!

Go and hit him.

♪ Who am I ♪

♪ It don't really matter though If you about to die ♪

♪ You can run, you can fight ♪

♪ Either way it's the same outcome When I arrive ♪

♪ Last chance ♪

♪ Get ready to Tango This your last dance ♪

♪ Get ready with ammo Get the squad ready yo ♪

- ♪ It's about to get heavy ♪ - (squishes)

(groans)

I've become old...

(eerie music)

(breathes heavily)

Hey! Who's next?

Nobody?

(in Bengali) Oh, you're still left?

Wait, I'm coming.

Coming.

(knife swishes)

(rapping in background)

(screams)

Stop!

(pants)

- (Reddy) I said stop it. - Is he going to kill him?

(Reddy) No! No!

Nah...

He's his Guru, after all.

Reddy!

(in Bengali) What's it?

What the hell is your problem?

My identity.

Give it...

Give it back to me.

Yeah! Will give you! Will give it back to you right now!

(flesh squelches)

You want identity, huh? Your bloody identity!

Your bloody shirt!

I don't want anything!

I don't want anybody!

(Ranga screams)

(indistinct chatter)

(boys scream)

Boys!

You bloody boys! Bloody dogs!

Bibi, wait there!

(pants) Reddy!

Bro...

Hey!

I'll cut you into chunks and feed you to dogs now.

Where are you?

- You want me to let you go, huh? - Bro!

With me, you feel like you're strapped to bombs, huh?

- Bloody loafers, son of a gun! - Bro! Bro!

Come out, you scumbags!

Didn't I tell you?

You're here for education, so just do that?

But then you wanted to hang out with me!

You want to drink with me,

stay in my house, go around in my car,

beat up your seniors, want to watch my fight,

want to see my guns!

And now you're calling me a bomb?

Hey losers, where are you?

Come out!

Come out!

(indistinct chatter)

I decided not to fight with anyone for my mother's sake.

And you screwed that up for me!

Shouldn't I kill you for that?

Shall I kill you?

(henchman) Bro! Bro! Make way, man.

Bro.

Open the door, bro.

Open any door, bro.

Let's finish them all, bro.

(yells) Gotcha!

You son of a gun! Bloody dogs!

(metal clanks)

(henchman) Bro.

Open the door.

Let me come inside.

You dare cheat me!

Bro... bro...

Open the door, bro.

(crowd) Open!

Come out, you cheaters!

Bro! Open the door.

Open.

Bro.

Bro.

Bro, open--

Scram! I said go!

Keep your mouths shut!

I'll cut your tongues off!

Go.

Their bloody Ranga bro!

(metal clanks)

When I need someone to talk to, there's not a soul around.

Everyone's with me only for booze and money.

Who's with Ranga out of love?

(emotional music)

Come on!

(sobs)

(metal clanks)

Nobody "likes" me on social media either.

(metal clanks)

After many years, it was with you guys that I could chat casually.

And you guys made me such a big fool!

(weeps) Oh, no... Now everyone has seen me cry!

(weeps)

I haven't even cried in front of my mother!

(weeps) It hurts so much!

(sobs)

Hey.

Sorry, Ranga bro.

Please don't cry.

You made me cry and now you're sorry? (thud)

- Oh, no! - You bloody dogs!

Damn your sorry! (thuds)

You made me cry and now saying sorry!

Hey! I'll show you! Sorry, my foot.

(thuds continue)

You tried to kill me.

That too by the hands of my teacher.

I'll kill you now!

I'll cut you up! Chop, chop, chop!

And set you on fire! (thuds)

(boys yell)

(crowd yells)

(weapons clank)

Amban, please tell them.

- Get lost! - Bro.

Please don't kill us.

Amban... please...

(loud thuds)

Close the door.

Close it.

(thud)

(crowd yells)

If you kill me, I will kill you too.

(Ranga) I killed my brother.

I killed Reddy.

I'll kill you three too!

Listen, Bibi...

I'll kill you for sure. (thuds)

(Ranga) Cheater!

Cheater! Cheater! Cheater!

(metal clanks)

- We won't spare any of you! - (thuds)

(phone rings)

(ringing continues)

(thuds)

(grunts)

(ringing continues)

(Bibi's mom) Hello?

Son...

Bibi...

Can't you hear me?

Hello?

Is this...

This is Ranga, right, dear?

(pants)

(Bibi's mom) Ranga, dear...

Are you happy?

Is Bibi happy?

He's happy.

(Bibi's mom) Please take good care of him, son.

His exams are near.

I'll take good care of him.

(Bibi's mom) Okay, dear. Good night.

(thuds)

(crowd cheers)

(epic music)

Amban!

Bro! Bro!

Bro!

(Amban) Tell me what you want, bro!

Shall I come in?

Open the door, bro. I'll kill those dogs!

(Amban) Give me that axe. Let me kill them.

You know why I asked you to come here?

I know, to rip them apart!

I will rip their legs apart!

Take a good look at their faces.

I'll drag their faces along the floor.

And I'll turn them into paste!

Nobody should see these faces again.

Nobody will see their faces again.

I'll chop their heads off, bro.

Because...

Our gang doesn't need their friendship.

- (clanks) - Yes! No friendship.

Bro!

- Let's kill them! - No, that's not what he meant.

Hey...

We don't need any friendship with them.

- Why, bro? - Exactly, that's what I said!

(in Bhojpuri) From today...

They won't understand this..

You already apologised, right?

Yes, I did. Sorry, bro. Sorry.

Say sorry.

Sorry!

You don't need to say sorry.

Oh, no! Sorry, bro! Sorry!

- No! No! I don't want to hear it! - Sorry, bro... Sorry!

Wish you all the best. Blessings.

- I forgive you. - Sorry, bro...

Argh! All the best!

Blessings!

(crying) It was a mistake, bro...

Blessings! (footsteps fading)

Make way.

(Ranga) Mother...

(emotional music)

Nanjappaa...

(panting)

You are here to study, right?

Study! And if you dare fail your exams...

(panting)

Yo son!

Bibi, you!

(tense music)

(crowd murmurs)

(student 1) Move, let me check.

I passed. What about you?

I passed.

In all the subjects!

Hello, Mom, I passed in all the subjects.

Aju and Bibi failed in one subject each.

(laughs)

Okay, Mom, bye.

Hey, how are you?

Why do you look upset?

They are sad as they failed in one subject each.

I failed four subjects, yet I'm not as sad as you.

- Too much drama, okay. - Exactly!

You won't understand.

Bro...

(dramatic music)

Take the tools out.

Oh, no!

Bro, I passed! They failed.

Catch them.

Stop there!

They failed, but I passed, bro!

Don't hit me, bro.

I won't let go of you, losers!

No matter who fails, all of you will be beaten to pulp!

Don't turn back. Run for your life, man.

♪ You are the dearest and the most Unique friend in the world ♪

♪ You unite the sun and the moon ♪

♪ For years, no matter who The protector or donor is ♪

♪ You are like the apple Of everyone's eye... ♪

♪ Fear, you run away Brother has come, can't you see? ♪

♪ In a blind city Paupers and kings are alike ♪

♪ Everyday there is a crowd To worship him ♪

♪ He is such a brave man He lifts a dagger, hell trembles ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world believes Whatever brother says ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world knows The goodness of brother ♪

♪ He has studies With the ink of blood ♪

♪ The gun bullet Congratulates him every day ♪

♪ His heart is filled with anger ♪

♪ Bro created the world with pride ♪

♪ Whoever comes to fight They already become losers ♪

♪ Then kills his enemy ♪

♪ He is more powerful Than elephants ♪

♪ If left unleashed He will make the situation worse ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world believes Whatever brother says ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world knows The goodness of brother ♪

♪ Never lost to anyone In the world ♪

♪ His heart asks his mother To come now ♪

♪ Mother, take me in your arms ♪

♪ To sing lullaby, to wipe tears ♪

♪ He is filled with anger Opens his third eye ♪

♪ Even death runs away At the first step with fear ♪

♪ No one can stand before him ♪

♪ The city of Mumbai Trembles in fear of the King ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world believes What brother says ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ Illuminati ♪

♪ The world knows The goodness of brother ♪