Fukrey Returns Page #10

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100 million rupees.

And now...

You can't get to know Babulal Bhatia

in just one night.

Got that?

I've built this empire on the

graves of thousands like you.

I can make you disappear in a jiffy

and nobody will notice.

Worthless vagabonds.

You think you can loot

my hard earned wealth?

You'll never lay a hand on

any of this, get it?

And neither will you.

Mr. Bhatia.

This time, I have proof

and witnesses.

And the culprit has confessed

to the crime as well.

Yes, sir. Had you come any later

you'd also have caught

a murder on camera.

Idiot, is this your treasure?

Couldn't you see these rusted locks?

Don't you know the difference

between a cave and a warehouse?

Wow, madam.

You can see the locks

in this warehouse,

but can you not see the treasure

hidden in it?

Treasure?

These rolls of toilet paper,

jet sprays, TVs, refrigerators...

You call this a treasure?

I admit this is no

Mughal treasure.

But these are all branded

and brand new.

Altogether, these are worth

millions in the market.

So now I'll go selling

toilet rolls from door to door?

No, madam, that will take too long.

We need someone who can get us

the right price in the black market.

89 dollars.

For toilet paper.

That's 6000 rupees for one roll.

Jet sprays

are for 400 dollars.

Pillows and mattresses

are for 1100 dollars.

What?

This stuff is from the YAMA scam

which was bought at inflated prices

and was never sent to the right place.

- You mean the games village scam?

- Yes.

Youth Athletic Meet, Asia. March 2014.

- And perpetrator was none other than...

- Babulal Bhatia.

Here it is...

"Babulal Bhatia, Secretary,

Ministry of Sports and Youth Affairs."

"2014-2015."

Exactly. There was a case

but not enough proof.

That's when the CM removed

him from his position.

What are you thinking, Bholi?

I'm thinking of taking it

to the next level.

Let's try hand at politics.

And... our debt?

Forgiven.

- Forgiven?

- Really?

- That's it.

- Dude!

Choocha.

This is Bholi here.

I have good news for Brijmohan.

Come on.

Catch him. Come on.

Mr. Bhatia.

You were right.

In politics, there is scope for thugs,

but not for fools.

In trying to pack me off

you've got yourself packed off.

One-way to jail.

How shameless! He was laughing.

Well done.

Sir.

Sir, what will the government

do with all this stuff?

I mean, if you want

we could sell it all

at subsidized rates.

That'll give us a job

and people will get goods at half price.

"We will welcome whoever comes."

"Whoever wants to leave may leave."

"Don't give us too much of attention."

"Don't teach us wisdom."

Send me a proper proposal.

Okay?

"Check them out."

Uncle, you'll have to do

one more thing.

- What?

- Give away the bride.

Because Bholi's parents

aren't around anymore.

Look.

We've already got a priest,

orchestra and a caterer.

Hunny will arrange the decorations.

You just go to the beauty parlor

and get ready like a bride.

I'll pick you up from there

on my horse

and we'll go to Goya on the

same horse, from the wedding.

Sir, give me a moment.

He's going to get slapped again.

Let me turn eighteen first.

Then we'll get married, all right?

What was that?

Not this, a French kiss.

"The slackers are here."

"Everyone is talking about them."

"Acting and business is in their blood."

"They're good at heart

but their choices are hi-fi."

"They are the Rambos of their street."

"It doesn't matter

what people say to them."

"They continue to have fun."

"Just let them be."

"Let them soak themselves

in the surroundings."

"Come, come, check them out."

"They are the slackers."

"Everything went for a toss when he

pretended to walk as if he's single."

"He keeps chasing girls."

"The neighbors are watching everything."

"They wonder why there are

no drums beating."

"He's acting too smart"

"yet he couldn't befriend any girl."

"The girls cheat him"

"calling him sweet."

"They keep calling him sweet."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"You look good when you dance."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"They wonder why there are

no drums beating."

"Take your steps slowly."

"Reveal all your secrets to me."

"Take a look at my biceps.

You reside in my heart."

"I've lost myself to you."

"She asks for my number."

"I see her in my dreams."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"You look good when you dance."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"They wonder why there are

no drums beating."

"Beats the drums harder

and reduce the kicks."

"Your moves are not up to the mark."

"You won someone over."

"You won a village belle's heart."

"I went to win someone over

but she won me over instead."

"I am her king and she is my queen."

"This poor girl"

"doesn't know her lover is a

hopeless romantic."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"You look good when you dance."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"They wonder why there are

no drums beating."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"You look good when you dance."

"Everything went for a toss..."

"They wonder why there are

no drums beating."

"Go die."

"He has fallen in love

and he's now after my life."

"He resides in my heart."

"I can't get enough of him."

"He keeps winking at me."

"I keep checking him out from my terrace."

"I keep checking him out."

"He keeps winking at me."

"I keep calling out his name."

"Let me drown in your love."

"I try to look for you in everyone."

"I am afraid I'll fall in love."

"Let me drown in your love."

"The moon is a witness

that I count stars while missing you."

"I am afraid I'll fall in love."

"Let me drown in your love."

"Let me drown in your love."

"I try to look for you in everyone."

"I am afraid I'll fall in love."

"Let me drown in your love."

"The moon is a witness

that I count stars while missing you."

"I am afraid I'll fall in love."

"Let me drown in your love."

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