Black Friday Page #7

It will soon become a 5-star.

It's great.

Badshah, he had come

out 30 years ago.

Like me.

I'll hit him. - Come. - Okay.

Come on.

He's been landing Tiger's

consignments of silver...

for the last two years.

Tiger paid him 1.5 million

to get in the RDX.

He used to pay the locals

of Raigad a...

...few hundred bucks

to work for him.

They never sold him out

once, out of fear.

He had the police, the customs...

all eating out of his hand.

Dawood Phanse?

Yes.

Bombay Police. - Leave me!

Greetings. Greetings sir.

I have two partners. Dadabhai

Parker and Rahim Laundrywala.

We have been doing this

for the last five years.

Smuggling.

We've been working for Tiger

Memon for more than a year now.

Till date, we've handled

six landings for him.

The first four were silver bars,

and the other two...

Stop that banging!

You think it's the radio? Can't

you pick up the phone?

Who did you get... - Hello.

- Baldie... - Yes, Tiger bhai?

The landing's at Mhasla.

Whose stuff is it?

- Dawood bhai's.

And what if it isn't?

Take my guarantee. Dawood

Bhai is sending it himself.

He never said anything to me.

- My word isn't good enough?

Fine, what will convince you?

A guarantee of profit...

not like the last time.

Tell Dawood bhai if he

calls me personally...

Look Phanse get the goods,

I'll do it.

You want to talk to Dawood bhai?

Why on the phone?

Why not in person?

One silver bar weighs

about 30 kilos.

For every landing we have

to pay off officials...

customs, police, revenue department.

So that the goods are unloaded

and reach the city safely.

We get 7000 for each bar.

But the last shipment was less.

We ran into a loss.

Why?

- Everyone's cut is fixed.

The more the bars, the

more the profit.

Only 65 bars came in last time.

We fell out over that.

If he hadn't mentioned Dawood bhai,

I would never have agreed.

Not Phaanse. Phanse.

Yes... yes I am Dawood Phanse.

Greetings.

They called my name... - The

plane's waiting for you sir.

Dawood lives here?

Take it easy.

Baldie, sit.

Hello?

Salaam.

Elder sister.

Salaam, Dawood.

I don't want tea. No, thanks.

Can he pull it off?

Tiger thought I should come, I

asked to see, I wanted to see...

Why are you here?

I wanted to see you. Tiger bhai

said he'll fix a meeting for me.

What?

- No tea. Thank you.

A meeting?

It was my desire to see you,

so I asked Tiger bhai...

Give him whatever he wants.

His concerns are my concerns.

I just wanted to know what

stuff is being shipped this time...

Chemicals.

Chemicals.

Any doubts?

None. Forgive me.

You can count on me.

Dawood...

Make a parallel team.

Something goes wrong with one,

we can fall back on the other.

Who's sending it, where it's

coming from, I have no idea.

Another thing:
Make a list

of those we have to pay off.

100,000, right Mr. Navalkar?

You'll get it.

But you've got to

cooperate hundred percent.

Don't worry.

Sub-inspector Rane and Kadam sa'ab...

have already accepted the offer.

Everybody does it, it's cool.

He's come.

It's the usual stuff, but I

don't know when it's arriving.

You must have some idea.

I'm sure that there's a time,

but I don't know it as yet.

One of Tiger Memon's shipments?

Or maybe the ISI?

This one will really cost you.

He already knew what the

stuff was and who was sending it.

Thapa. Tell him the names

of the officers involved.

Answer to the point.

Don't get too excited.

No

- Badshah.

Come on.

Greetings.

- Greetings.

So you're Badshah Khan...?

Yes, bhai.

Sit.

What is it? Didn't sleep last night?

I did.

Your eyes are bloodshot.

The drive, the wind...

Badshah, the king. The

king of what exactly?

Do you pray?

- Yes, bhai.

All five times?

Yes.

Well...

Sometimes it's a little

difficult but mostly, yes

Where were you when

the riots broke out?

I was there, in Bombay.

How many Hindus did you kill?

What?

Lost someone dear to you?

Well...

I lost my livelihood.

Doesn't it make your blood boil?

In the last riots...

in Pratiksha Nagar...

those Hindu pimps posed

as housing officials...

went to every Muslim home...

and marked it with white chalk.

Then on the 8th, or

the 9th, they came back...

destroyed those houses...

everything. Fine.

That was still bearable.

They killed the people who

lived there. Even that's ok.

But they dragged our

womenfolk out into the streets...

and raped them!

My man Hanif Qureishi...

was butchered.

Over there, they stoned the mosque.

They set four people

aflame in a Maruti car.

Just 400 feet away

was the police station.

Did any help come from there? Never.

You read the Quran?

Yes, bhai.

Have you been there, to Pakistan?

No, never had the chance.

Where are you from?

- Bombay, bhai.

Hometown?

Rampur

You didn't kill even one Hindu?

It's time to pay them back.

If you breathe a word

to anyone about this...

to your parents, brothers, sisters...

wife, kids, friends, anyone at all...

I'll bury you...

...after I bury your

whole f***ing family!

.

Greetings.

I don't see Phanse.

You know how it is. He's

taking care of some loose ends.

He had said something else. He's

saying this is not acceptable.

Talking about society!

Greetings Mushtaq.

- Come.

God willing, we'll go

down in history for this.

This one is packed with grenades.

Shift. Carefully boys!

Easy, easy... Watch your feet.

The foot is touching it.

Do you want to go or not?

Oh! What things!

What the... what is this?

AK 56.

The Pakistani army's stuff.

What things! - Bombay's going to

burn like one big firecracker.

RDX and AK 56... it

was all new to us.

Tiger said we would

be sent for training...

Islamabad.

Pakistan?

- Yes.

But how will we get there?

Dawood bhai's 'Khancha'.

Khancha?

- An arrangement.

I don't know how...

But all the big mob

bosses in Dubai have it.

It allows them entry into

Pakistan without a visa.

On February 11, 1993 seven of us...

flew to Dubai on Cathay Pacific.

There we met Ayub, who

put us up in an apartment.

On the 13th we were taken

on Paled Ibis to Islamabad...

Paled Ibis?

- PIA. Pakistan Airlines.

When we reached Pakistan

we didn't have any visas.

There was this man

there called Jaafar.

He took us through quietly. No

one stopped us or asked anything.

They gave us new names.

I was called Nasir.

The next night we were

sent to a training camp...

two or three hours

away in the mountains.

Two men were waiting for us,

they looked like real soldiers.

We were shivering in the cold...

whereas they could have

been standing in a desert.

Move on.

Greetings.

- Greetings.

How have you been?

- Allah is kind.

Boys, this is Babaji.

From here, he takes charge.

Get up, move. Everyone!

Had enough sleep.

Out!

What time is it?

- It's only 8:
30.

Not even two hours of sleep.

Three more boys joined us on

the 17th. That made us 19 in all.

Yusuf

Aslam

Akram

Your real names...?

One of them was Gullu. He was

wanted for the Behrampada riots.

Later, just before the

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