Lucknow Central Page #3

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Ohh, poor guy can't speak.

Mishra put him in the

handicapped section.

Go on, son.

Next. 1821.

Vegetarian or non-vegetarian?

Can't speak?

Mishra, the guys at Moradabad

haven't mentioned

that he's handicapped.

Then, what's the problem?

-Why aren't you speaking?

-Maheshwari.

Stop troubling the kid.

He's had a long journey.

Must be tired.

Right?

Let him rest.

Come, son.

I'll escort you personally.

Let's go.

Did they feed you properly

during the journey?

I hope it wasn't too taxing?

Great.

And, if you've any grievances with us

then we have a grievance book.

-Suggestion book.

-Yeah.

Suggestion book.

You can write your suggestion.

And we'll deal with it.

Downstairs.

You see, we live here like a family.

One family, always together.

Come on.

What happened, son?

What are you thinking?

I get it. You haven't seen

anything like this before.

This is just the beginning.

There's much more to see.

Come, I'll show you.

Come on.

Come. Come.

Come, son.

Careful. Careful.

He's trying really hard.

-Tripathi.

-Yes, sir.

Is the noose tight enough?

-Super tight, sir.

-Good.

-Maheshwari.

-Sir.

Why is he struggling so much?

Does he want to say something?

-But, the poor guy can't speak.

-Yeah we've forgotten.

Then, why is he struggling so much?

-Maheshwari.

-Sir.

-Are we making a mistake?

-Tie his hands.

Let's take a look at the

court orders again.

-Yes, here you go.

-What's written.

Sir, the printout has faded.

Sir, I think he's been given a

death sentence.

Are you sure?

Sir, they've demanded.

It's a demand?

It's pending, sir.

-It's confirmed.

-No, sir, it's still pending.

It's confirmed.

Wait, man.

-Maheshwari.

-Sir.

What's written here?

If he's given a death sentence,

and we don't hang him

then the court will come after us.

True.

Then what should we do?

-Move.

-Sir.

-Tripathi.

-Yes, sir.

Hang him.

Welcome to Lucknow central.

Mrs Jailor.

You see, I am her prisoner.

Are you married?

-What?

-Just a question.

I was surprised to see you.

I mean, you've the figure

of a model. You're educated.

Belonging to a high caste. Kashyap.

-Progressive, sir.

-Yes.

I have a free advice for you.

Find a nice, decent,

guy and get married.

You'll be happy.

You're always spending time in

the company of these criminals.

I don't like that.

They are societal filth,

just like garbage.

Look, my job here is to form a band.

And, prisoner no. 1821 will help me.

I've already presented his

credentials to the IG.

And, you've his orders.

So, please get him out of solitary.

He'll be useful to us.

You're unbelievable, Ms. Gayatri.

These people are no saints,

they won't be a part of your charade.

Ms. Gayatri, this is

Lucknow central jail.

We believe in punishment,

not reformation.

We've already explained you.

The rest is on you and the IG.

Maheshwari, hand me a pen.

I'll sign it.

-Shukla.

-Yes.

-How about a betel leaf?

-Right away, sir.

Think about marriage!

How are you?

Madam.

Are you sure you will

be able to form a band?

Just a week, madam.

Your band will be ready.

You'll be spending the rest of

your life in here, handsome.

We have a new inmate.

Get back inside.

Meal time for 20 minutes.

Listen up. I'm Victor.

Listen. it's dangerous out here.

There's going to be a fight.

Follow me.

-Where are you taking me?

-Don't worry. Come on.

Sit down.

Sit.

Sit. Don't worry.

Do you recognize him?

No.

Tilakdhaari sir.

He's the CM, PM, in here.

Pour some more.

We know all about you.

Moradabad, murder, high court,

petition for death sentence!

All of it.

He only selects people

according to their calibre.

You're a lucky guy.

Join the group.

What happened?

Pardon me.

This is protection, son. Protection!

I already have protection!

Let's go.

Your first volunteer.

What is this mess?

What is it?

Volunteer for the band.

Hey, what are you doing?

Now entry for volunteer will start.

-Hey what's happening there.

-Let's get out, quickly.

Walk fast!

The jailor had already warned you.

What are you still doing here?

You already signed up. Now go.

Long live India, sir.

Want to talk to your sweetheart?

Victor, make the call for Pali.

Hey, what are you doing?

What happened to the powercut?

-Chaurasia, you rascal.

-Shastri, you scoundrel.

Mishra, your father's a thief.

You bloody.

Five, four, three, two and one.

That's a nice tune you're humming!

Would you like to join the band?

You can at least hum your name.

-Hello, sir.

-Hello, sir.

Hello, Ms. Gayatri. Please, sit down.

Please sit.

How are you?

What's going on here?

Band nominations. 1821.

It's a struggle, isn't it?

Get them some tea.

Hey handsome.

I've the best arrangement

for releasing your load.

I wanted to speak

to you about the band.

It's a quotation for music instruments.

We need your approval.

What's the point of all this?

CM sir has already sent

invitations from the CMO.

Will your band be ready?

Will 1821 be able to handle it?

Hey, you. Come here.

A tailor can also cut clothes

with his hands.

And, we don't need a blade

Convey this message to your leader.

You too.

What?

This?

-Are you crazy?

-I see.

-You lying.

-Hey, what are you doing?

What are you made of?

You haven't eaten for three days straight

and have been living on water.

Are you planning to die?

I don't want to die.

But, people won't stop

until they kill me.

I'll talk to Tilakdhari, ok.

You can eat this time.

I'll survive on water.

You have this tattoo of

'Religion Rock' on your back.

Are you interested in music?

Are you crazy?

I am talking about food

and you're talking about music.

Have you seen the posters

about the band?

I didn't come here to form a band.

I didn't come here to

form a band either.

The plan is something else.

How are we going to escape?

We'll get certain benefits.

We can plan during practice sessions.

This is a high-security jail.

I want to know, how

are we going to escape?

On the day of the

competition, 15th August.

Independence Day.

That's a good day.

But, how are we going to escape?

There's going to be a function.

Ministers will attend it.

Other.

As well as inmates from other jail.

We'll use this opportunity to

disguise ourselves and escape.

Come here.

Is this just an idea

or, have you worked on it?

The IG asked her to form a band

at Lucknow central jail.

But she clearly refused.

It's my dream to make a band.

It's not that easy to make a band.

You dont worry.

I'll be the first volunteer.

I know every corner of the jail.

Number of police officers,

fuse-boxes, everything.

The duration between the power cut

and when the generators

turn back on, is only 15 seconds.

So, why have you chosen me?

First reason, you're

serving a life sentence.

You don't have a choice.

And second, you're an engineer.

You can find technical solutions.

Hey.

Look.

I don't want to get electrocuted.

-What say, Victor?

-Just the two of us?

We've to form a band,

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