Khiladi 786 Page #7

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Don't move anyone.

Everyone go back!

Charge!

Here I am.

Wait, I'm coming.

Hey, you dropped your flag.

You will never learn.

- I...

You will never learn, rascal.

Staging a riot, are you?

- But I...

Arrest him.

Come on. Come with me.

- But I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything.

Indu, we will get married.

Don't lose hope, Indu.

I'll be back. I'll be back!

Indu. Indu.

I'm right here.

Indu. Why did you come out?

The one who's suppposed to,

isn't coming out...

...so I thought why don't I come out.

Who are you talking about?

I didn't understand.

I will explain you.

Indu. Don't you have

anything better to see In Mumbai...

...that you brought me to see the jail.

Come in.

- Do I have to go in?

Why, are you scared of the jail?

"I won't stop following you, darling."

"Even if you throw me in jail."

Hello.

Bahattar. This is Azad.

Hello.

My boyfriend.

And I want to marry him.

And, Azad. This is Bahattar Singh.

Punjab Police. And

he wants to marry me.

Punjab police appoints

such idiots these days.

Officers like

you... are no match for Azad.

Right now, you're the one behind bars.

Hey! Even if I'm behind bars,

I'm still the lion.

And you're sticking your

hand in the lion's mouth.

The lions in the

junglee don't scare e...

...and you look tame.

I fear that if I roar,

you might go stand up.

See, you even stood up.

Why you...

If I were outside,

I would've killed you.

Who do you think you are?

Name, Bahattar. District, Malkhanpur.

Village, Tasi.

Blessed with the grace of Lord.

Look here. Wielding 786.

If you were outside, you

would be praying to Lord...

...that "Lord, why am I outside".

Bahattar, I will kill you.

I'll make mincemeat out of you.

It'll give you a bad stomach.

Stray dogs can't digest meat.

I will ruin you.

I will erase your

family from existence.

Hey!

Back in Punjab...

...when someone writes 70, 71,

...no one dares to erase that.

You will erase my family...

Bahattar.

- Hey.

Coward. Don't hit the wall.

Hit me if you can.

What have you done?

- Thank God he didn't hit you!

Call the jailor quickly.

Yes.

Bahattar.

Come, sweetheart.

Do you want to get married?

- To you?

You already put a barrier on my life.

I meant that young man, that Azad.

Yes I do, but... he's in jail.

- Don't worry about that.

I will get him out in a day or two.

You?

- I will have to.

When children demand toys

that don't last too long...

...but we've to get it for them.

Come, I'll take you home.

Come, Indu. Come. Come on.

"When I saw you I was breathless."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"When I saw you I was breathless."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"You were like a fresh breath of air."

"I prayed only for you."

"You were like a fresh breath of air."

"I prayed only for you."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"When I saw you I was breathless."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"My heart doesn't know..."

"...ho to narrater its helplessness."

"I've much to say, much to convey."

"But I don't know how express them."

"The first meeting, the first memory."

"The wish for the first monsoon."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"When I saw you I was breathless."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

"I couldn't sleep all night."

We've been attacked.

Find out where they're attacking from.

Go. Fast.

- Sir.

Who are you?

What's my mistake?

Will I wait for you to make one?

Jailor.

Here... here I am.

Under the table.

That's why the people say...

...the police always

work under the table.

No, no, no, no, no...

Actually, when you fired...

By the way, who are you?

- Bahattar Singh.

Punjab Police.

I'm here to encounter a criminal.

- Who?

The one who slapped our minister.

The minister's special counterr...

...has ordered me his encounter.

But that's Azad.

- Azad (free)?

But the minister's office

said he's still in jail.

No, I meant his name is Azad. Yes.

Joking with Punjab Police.

No, no.

Pulling our leg.

It's okay. Go ahead.

Call him. I will shoot him.

Just a minute.

As a police officer you must know...

...that taking a criminal out

like this requires papers.

Where's the paper?

What was that?

- Punjab Police's speed.

Encounter paper.

Not this paper.

- But I only read Punjab Kesari.

If you want Maharashtra Times...

...then go get it yourself.

I mean the paper for Azad's encounter.

Have you ever seen

papers for illegal encounters?

No.

- What kind of a jailor are you?

But... but...

- I get it.

I know people like you very well.

People like you like to

see their name and picture...

...published in the papers.

That's fine. You can go

ahead with the encounter.

Your photo will be published.

I don't mind.

Bahattar Singh's photo is

often published in the papers.

The eencounterr should take

place from theerer, not here.

Are you sure?

- Sure.

Will you call me or should I?

Shall I get a cup of

tea for you as well?

Hey. Go bring him.

- Yes.

I was saying...

Don't spare him this time.

Is there anyone else you

want me to take care of?

Everything fine? Okay?

Yes, Jailor... you called.

Bahattar, you...

Don't mistake this for a toothbrush.

It's not for cleaning your teeth.

It can blow your brains out. Get out.

Just come with me quietly.

Open your mouth.

Greedy dog.

Okay, goodbye.

- Okay.

Just a minute.

What happened?

- Let him preach.

Look... for all the

sins you've committed...

Repent for it from my heart.

Right?

Bye. Come on.

Is that what you wanted to say?

- Yes.

Bahattar, come on.

Otherwise he will bore me to

death with his preachings.

He's finally reformed.

But, too late.

What are you doing?

Why are you shooting?

Punjabi's never come or go quietly.

Indu, I am free. I am free.

Didn't I tell you?

Bahattar.

- Yes.

Thank you.

Indu, no need to say thank you.

I could've freed

everyone for your sake.

Move back. Back.

You freed me from jail.

Come back later.

I will make you rich.

Rascal. I gave you the Taj Mahal...

...and you mistook

yourself for Shah Jahan.

What...

- Bahattar.

Forgive me if you can.

Indu, don't apologise.

It's destiny.

And anyway, God

blessed me with his grace...

...but maybe not with love.

And I like a fool I

was dancing with joy...

...in someone else's marriage.

See you.

You didn't tell me

that you dance so well.

You didn't tell me.

When we met for the first time,

you hurled the flowerpot at me.

Second time you pointed the gun at me.

After that you tried to scare

me in the speeding car... - Fine.

Let's go, Indu.

You left no chance as well.

You humiliated me at the disco.

You go to the disco in a truck.

In a truck.

- Disco?

And in a truck that has

all the colours in the world.

Don't insult the trucks.

Trucks are the pride of Punjabis.

Yeah, right.

It's true.

It's our way of living.

To herll with him...

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