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Dadda's been asking for the diesel.

I have to talk to you first!

Alright! I am coming...

Amma you're prayers

have been answered...

...l've finally made

Dadda happy today.

If my prayers were answered,

I'd be dead by now!

What nonsense!

I've always prayed that

you never follow...

...in your grandfather's footsteps...

...and if you do, God

should kill me before that...

...but you've outdone your

grandfather... - But obvious!

...and sadly I'm still alive...

You have no idea what happened today?

Say sorry.

To whom?

Say sorry to them.

Who is them?

You're kidding me!

Give them this money

for their losses.

Amma, now this is...

Parme!

Take this...

No it's ok...

I insist...

Now give...

Give me your damn forgiveness!

No, really it's ok.

Give or else...

Given sir given! Forgiven!

And Kanti... next time you come

crying to Amma, I'll bloody...

Parma! Your language is disgusting...

What else am I supposed to say?

Dadda got him his license...

...and he's busy making

money selling oil to the enemy!

So in lieu of the license

you'll burn his warehouse?

What a team you

are... grandfather and son!

Yes we are a team! I'm proud of

being Surya Chauhan's grandson...

...that's why I

managed to get the diesel...

...else tonight we'd be

sitting in darkness...

...and the Qureshi's

would be celebrating Diwali!

Kanti you jerk, once

the elections are over...

...l'll make sure your

license gets cancelled...

...serves you right!

Your entire family should've burnt...

...you know we will win...

...and if after that I don't get

your house raided I'll change my name!

Call Aggarwal instead...

...he is expensive but at

least he'll guarantee delivery.

What happened?

Those bloody dogs

Chauhan... they took away our diesel.

Get your guns out and let's get

our diesel back from the rascals.

Why not! They're just

waiting right now thinking...

Oh Zoya! Please come,

take back what's yours!

Listen! All I'm saying...

Mind your own business...

We'll deal with it... you calm down.

Hello? Aggarwal...

Those rascals stole our diesel Ammi.

What's your father there for...

...he'll pour the very same diesel

on their house and set it on fire!

My naughty Ammi!

Are you just going to make me slog?

Won't you feed me anything?

Get the damn thing started... l'll

treat you to a full tandoori chicken!

Hail tandoori chicken!

Tandoori! Tandoori! Tandoori!

C'mon... c'mon...

The whiskey goes inside,

ask me before serving it.

Only beer to the party workers.

I clearly said strong beer...

...these drunkards don't

understand light beers!

What's up with these bloody lights?!

Has the generator's

sister gotten raped?

Why is it dying out like this?

Parma! Hurry up with that thing...

...before Dadda fires a

double barrel up your sorry bum!

This is a household driven by men.

A household driven by men,

that talks like a man!

Looks like Chand will

actually end up dancing in the dark!

Show the generator some love!

I'm telling you Kanti sold

us water instead of diesel!

My oldest

daughter-in-law died of dengue.

The only family now

remaining is me, my son...

...my grandsons Dharma, Karma...

...and Parma.

His father died in an accident.

But I've given my son's widow

and her son a room upstairs...

...I even give them money

for their monthly expenditure.

Anyway... why are you in

such a hurry? Stay a while...

It's the election pressure.

I thought I'd

personally request you...

...to co-operate in

carrying them out peacefully.

Almore has a very bad reputation

when it comes to elections...

...and we should avoid

any riots this time.

Listen, if any of my

party-men break the law...

...l'll personally bring them to you.

You can jail them or

hang them if you want.

I guarantee that none of the

Chauhans will misbehave...

...but you need to

warn the Qureshis too.

If they cross the line, then my men

will not just sit back and take it...

...like I said, this

is a household of men!

I've just met the Qureshis as well,

Mr Aftaab has promised to...

That's it! If Mister

Aftaab behaves...

...then it will be

all peace and quiet.

My clan, we're all Gandhi-disciples.

If Mr Aftaab has promised, I

give you the mother of all promises!

We're done here! Good night!

What's happening with these damn

lights? Can somebody look into it?!

Parma! Have you eloped with

the damn generator's sister?

Hurry up and fix it!

Yeah! I'm doing it...

Just do one thing right!

Just one thing!

C'mmon start it in the name of Chand.

Chand... Chand... Chand...

There you go!

Even the generator gets

turned on at the mention of Chand!

Drink up... l'll go tell Dadda.

Chand Baby! When is

she going to come?!

Chauhan sir, is she gonna show up

or we'll have to go away thirsty!

Why isn't the whore here yet?

If she does not show up,

forget about winning the elections.

This lot won't vote for me

until they've had their fill of...

...Chand's moves and

imported alcohol.

The generator's started Dadda...

...now you needn't

worry about the lights.

Did you get through to her?

Chand's not picking up,

neither is anyone at the brothel.

Who'd gone to book

Chand for this evening?

Parma!

Where do you think you're going?

Once again you've

managed to mess it up.

I'd fixed the date, time,

everything...

Did you pay the advance?

Yes, did that too.

Did she buy her

coffin with that money?

I'll go right away and

drag her here by her plait.

At least do one thing right!

Just one thing!

Don't worry Dadda...

Chand will definitely

dance at your birthday...

Idiots! I was drunk, but

why didn't you stop me?!!

It's not like we were

on a pilgrimage.

Plus you didn't tell us the

money was for the advance...

But that was one

crazy party that night!

Now if we don't get Baby back,

it'll be one bloody funeral tonight!

Where's she going to go? You

were itching for a hunt right?

C'mmon lets hunt!

She hurts like a bullet,

She bursts like a bomb,

Lovers beware,

she's the dynamite doll

Chand baby is it, or

the end of the world?

The Titanic of all lovers,

The Titanic of all lovers,

Took me to sea and took me down.

My love, my rogue, by jove!

I thought he was the golden boy,

Yes I thought he was the golden boy,

The cheapster got a kiss out of me,

with a mere movie in return.

My love, my rogue, by jove!

I died in his arms last night,

Yes, I died in his arms last night,

and the rascal flew away by dawn.

I thought he was the teacher of love,

the disaster, failed in

the first lesson of love.

He thinks he's a dude

In fact he is a kid.

I stay awake, my heart's at stake

And he snores away the night!

My rogue, my love, by jove!

My sweetheart by jove

My rogue, by jove

Hero, lover, rogue, by jove

My rogue lover, by jove!

Ammi help!

Shut up!

You shut up!

Who the hell are you to barge into

our house and ask us to shut up?

I won't even take a

piss at your house!

Chand is

ours... we've come to take her...

Hey you accompanists!

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