Once Upon a Time in Mumbai Dobaara! Page #2

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Mr.ardhan, where is Rawal?

l will explain it to him...

he won't go against you.

lf Rawal agrees, great!

lf not, l have been using

wrong means since l was a kid.

Boss?

Do you think we

overdid it yesterday?

Javed, it took me 10 years

to make this happen...

to gather so much power

and funds that...

anyone would think twice before

raising their voice against me.

l don't wish for

a part of Bombay...

l want the entire Bombay.

Charity at this point,

will hurt my craft.

What is happening, Boss?

Stop the car.

Get out everyone.

Damn it, his name should

be Satan not Shohaib,

a bloody bomb couldn't kill him.

Now, go into hiding, get

a disguise, wear a veil... or...

start begging outside temples.

But do not get caught...

if even one of our men is caught...

only women will be left in all of our homes...

only women.

Relax.

What relax?

Relax darling, you are

getting scared unnecessarily...

Shohaib has several rivals.

And the bomb didn't have

your name written on it.

He does not prove you

were behind this.

This dirty deed

has to be Rawal's...

but he seems to have forgotten

that what he begins...

is often put to an end by me.

He is taking advantage

of your absence in Bombay.

He thinks he is secure there.

A mosquito gets swatted

by the person whose blood it sucks.

But it's important to trap

the mosquito for that purpose.

Javed...

there's nothing in Bombay that

l can't catch.

Meaning?

Meaning...

Bombay seems to be

beckoning after many days...

it's time to see whether

she embraces or erases.

Sir, the target has

stepped out of her home.

Follow her...

l want you to report each

and every movement.

Let's go.

Sir, this is a fiasco!

- What happened?

Sir, about 5 - 6 taxis have

appeared out of nowhere.

And sir, a lady wearing a black

veil is sitting in all of them.

Were you waiting for Christmas

to note down the taxi number?

Damle, what is this?

Sir, all the taxis

have the same number.

Bravo...

maybe you morons should

switch your professions...

and drive taxis

for a living instead.

You shouldn't have come here

on your own...

the entire police force

is on your prowl.

The meter can't outrun

the taxi no matter what it does.

You haven't changed a bit...

12 years... 6 months... 15 days.

Do you remember?

l remember vividly.

Do concentrate on the roads

though... they have changed.

Bombay may have changed

it's preferences.

But, l can still drive you

around the city with my eyes shut.

Greetings, boss.

- Greetings!

Till l am in Bombay...

you will reside upstairs

on the second floor.

lf its your decision,

it must be right.

Let's lose the cops

and put our feet up.

Yes, boss.

Where is Aslam?

Remember, the Angadiyas,

who smuggle diamonds?

He has gone to deal with them...

says he gets charged up

when he encounters challenges.

Hey! Do you want

to get yourself killed?

l have only just made an entrance.

My exit is ages away.

You have looted

me and yet saved me.

l only indulge in

one wrong deed a day.

l didn't get you?

To get me, you need a heart,

not a mind.

Bloody...

Hey, what the hell

are you doing Aslam?

How many times am l going

to have to bail you out.

l bet you were my wife

in my past life...

You are always making me spend.

Let it go man...

l will repay everything

someday, okay?

Come on.

Akbar bail?

Greetings.

Greetings to you too.

You are here, that means boss is

in Bombay too, right?

He has called for you.

Let's go Dedh Taang.

Only you.

l apologize boss...

l don't feel right about

greeting you empty handed...

hence, l got a bit delayed...

These shining coals may

make women forgive errors...

not Shohaib.

Which error, boss?

l haven't come here

to felicitate people.

l have come here

to silence someone...

he's been whispering

to the cops of late.

Who is it, boss?

You whisper his name

and soon you will hear his scream.

Empty this barrel

On that traitor.

Who is he?

No.

Either this photo is wrong... or

the information you have is wrong.

Being wrong hasn't got me where

l stand, today...

this pal of yours...

doesn't get arrested over and over

again to hobnob with the cops...

he goes downtown

to tip them off about us.

Bloody mole.

Greetings, boss.

Time to step off the fence

and choose a side Aslam.

Let's see what weighs more...

friendship or fealty.

Go on.

Go on.

Dedh Taang, it takes a lifetime

to gain trust...

and just a moment to shatter it...

True that!

We may not be high borns...

but we must refuse to stoop low.

Well said!

You tried to chop

off the hand that...

once extended help

to us.

Hey...

what are you saying...

ln our line of work, they say...

your word counts

more than your life.

And you have sold out your word.

- What...

- Tell me?

Hey, what are you doing?

You have breached the friendship

of all these years...

how dare you deceive boss?

Do you believe l

am capable of treason?

lf boss says you are a traitor,

a traitor is what you are.

Aslam...

so duty trumps friendship, then!

lf your heart is

against me Aslam...

place the gun right against

my heart and shoot here.

Shoot me!

Dammit!

Boss...

words can lie... but not hearts.

Dedh taang is a part of me.

if you believe he has betrayed you,

l must be punished.

Hey!

Stop, Aslam.

l wonder why they lament gambling.

l threw a dice upon you both,

and won back every penny.

But boss, why do you

carry an empty gun around?

Aslam, many have tried to

unveil the mystery that is Shohaib.

Yet, l am the only one who

has ever truly gauged me.

Mention of my name brings men

to their knees.

The capacity to drink,

the strength to live...

the balance in one's account

and the fear of one's name...

should never mitigate.

Right from the first train in the morning...

till the last bottle of liquor at night...

only hunt for Rawal.

Get to work.

You know him...

l hear he has a lot of pull.

Notify Rawal,

that his father's arrived.

A while ago, l had seen his car...

but, it's been many days since

l saw his last.

l don't know, he is crazy...

he comes in a loincloth

and chews on betel leaf.

He comes, wearing a hat,

and lights ajoint.

He is a big fan of Prem Chopra.

Hey... where is Rawal?

He is a huge fan of Prem Chopra.

He watches all of his films.

This is the information you got?

That he is a fan of Prem Chopra?

What do you suggest we do?

Go ask Prem Chopra

of his whereabouts?

He even tries to dress up like him.

So are we supposed to go

to all the tailors in Bombay...

and ask them

for his measurements.

He isn't a burn out like you...

he must be bragging about having

the same tailor as Prem Chopra.

Connoisseurs often

go to great lengths.

We need to find out where film

stars get their clothes stitched from.

l am Turram...

Turram Khan.

l want a a suit identical to...

the one Prem Chopra is wearing

in his new film... pronto.

l will pay you twice the cost...

even thrice.

Another Prem Chopra obsessor.

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