Chatrapathi Page #3
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- 2005
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You've already taken
lot of money.
You're repeating the same dialogue.
I'm no more on duty here.
Another girl has joined in my place.
give it to her. Get lost.
Why are you laughing?
Has he swept you off your feet?
Nothing like that,
just a manly figure...
I like him a little.
Anyway it's all over.
Don't know who he is...
where he'll be... will meet again or not...
Frowning face will not help,
smile a little.
Looks like he's also bowled over,
he has come searching you.
What do you want?
This matter...
He has come with
a love letter to office.
What's this in office?
This shouldn't be done in office.
Meet me later.
Buddy... sweet... sweet.
Bribe can get you her.
Don't do it free,
I don't mind the cost.
That's okay but...
What are you saying? Get out!
If you're hesitating to tell
him the amount, tell me.
I'll settle it.
He's very fast, he has come
along with a pimp.
What a lousy girl!
Angry at everything.
Getting her do it is very difficult.
Are you coming from Neelu?
May be it's that girl.
Why are you nodding your head?
I'll take your head in my bag.
Looks like you've given
her a letter too.
You'll lose your life.
No... no... control yourself.
Boy, you've to have my glamour
or style to fall in love.
Atleast have this!
How can you approach
her without any of these?
for your range?
With all that I've been
following her for 4 years,
just few times she talked
to me closely.
What did she say?
He's making me say that.
while travelling in a bus,
she told me to move.
Recently six months ago,
when I was riding a bike,
she told me to drive carefully.
Don't tell anyone.
Recently she gave me
a chocolate also. - When?
August 15... is it necessary
to know now? - Great show!
Nanda... Mahesh Nanda...
Handsome man of Waltair.
You're no match to me
in anything... go... go...
the defeat in my hands.
My blessings are with you... go.
Long live Appala Naidu!
I entered politics to serve people.
I don't have any desire
for any position of power.
I was a Mayor,
I was a Zilla Parishad Chairman,
presently I'm a Minister.
I've experienced everything.
What else do I need now?
Jaffar Khan of Delhi in charge
of our state is here.
If he orders that I must contest the
elections and win it, I'll accept it.
Long live Appala Naidu!
- Stop!
If he orders that new face like
Baji Rao will get a chance,
I'll accept that too wholeheartedly.
I'll support him.
I'll abide by whatever the high
command of the party decides.
Nothing more to say...
- What are you saying sir?
How can anyone else other
than you get a ticket?
Long live Appala Naidu!
- Stop! Stop!
Could we have won without
you in the last election?
Don't talk... how can he think
of any other candidate?
Who is this Baji Rao?
Did he serve the party like you?
Did he stood by party in crisis?
Moreover he's not a local.
He's from distant place Bihar.
If he's given the ticket,
we must beat ourselves
with slippers. - Yes... yes...
What are you blabbering?
What's this, Baji Rao?
He said something emotionally.
Not him, I too say the same thing.
Will you beat me too?
So what if it's you.
What is this?
Is this a party meeting
or an animal market?
How dare to beat a Minister!
Party in-charge has seen
you beating me.
Tomorrow when he goes to Delhi,
how dare he beats Appala Naidu,
such a rogue,
such a loafer,
how can I recommend
him a seat,
if he says so,
will you beat him too?
Will you beat me?
I don't care who so ever it may be.
Oh! He has beaten you too!
Hooliganism and Politics are
not one and the same.
What have you done man?
Sir... he's a young man...
rush of blood.
He slapped you in anger,
don't take it to your heart.
Shut up! What are you saying?
Should I take his insult easily?
I'll show him my power.
Not only the party ticket, I'll not
allow him to hold the party flag too.
Finished! Your life is finished.
When I stamp my feet in Delhi,
you'll go aground in Vizag.
Brother, I'm Baji Rao speaking,
denied me the party ticket,
he's travelling to Delhi with
family in Samata express.
He shouldn't cross Bihar.
I've sent his photograph,
take a look.
No... no...
Jaffar Khan murdered.
Printing mistake.
He wasn't killed by the bandits,
but by my brother Ras Bihari.
Yes, he posed for photos to get
it published in newspapers.
and changed the story.
Minister, you were right.
Hooliganism and Politics are
not one and the same.
Think once again
about my application.
If you want I'll pay in advance.
Excuse me...
Only once!
Go to Collector's office.
What's this? Who are you?
Get down! - Hey Go!
Sit here.
I'll stab you. Go man.
Have I become so cheap
because I'm begging you?
For that will I accept if
you brandish a knife?
I'll make you accept it.
till I get what I want.
No girl will accept to do it.
I've never met anyone refusing
such an opportunity.
You're talking very cheap.
- Don't act.
save your honour in public.
No one can hear you here.
Finish the deal.
Quote your price?
I'm not that type of girl.
Then do it free.
Co-operate with me little.
If you decide it'll be
over in five minutes.
Try to understand my difficulty.
Will you do it tomorrow?
Rape?
Why do you shout for everything?
Otherwise do it day after tomorrow.
Day after tomorrow?
They made me run after pillar and
post in your office for 12 years.
No one works there.
You're a girl, I thought atleast
you'll understand my pain...
It's fifteen days since I've applied.
That's... is it an application
you've given me?
Didn't you even see it?
When you told me to quote price...
...I didn't think you were
talking about bribe...
What did you think then?
What's in your application?
I've been on your job for a week.
Please take your seat.
There are many Rajyalakshmis in
the refugees list from Srilanka.
That has become a problem.
I've details of all the people with same
name from all Collector's offices.
See who is your mother in the list.
My mother!
Check the address.
Her present address is not here,
but she's in India for sure.
Can I take this photo?
I Dream
A fell on B...
B fell on C...
C fell on D...
1 fell on 2...
2 fell on 3...
3 fell on 4...
ABC is my beauty...
123 is your speed...
My speed must devour your beauty...
I found your cell number...
your house number...
I found your vital statistics too...
I found your body symbol...
your jeans symbol...
I found your protein symbol too...
Your number and my symbol
are a big scam...
Let my beauty and your enthusiasm
turn into a festival of love...
I'll ask my father
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