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of this prison suspended?!

You?

- l did!

One moment... he died of a

heart attack. He wasn't suspended!

And why did he have a heart attack?

- lt was because of her!

But...

- They won't listen, Mini!

Call the Chief Minister...

l hope you remember the number?

This is the CM's .A., Rawat.

Call from the Chief

Minister's office, sir!

The CM has sent two TV journalists

to your prison.

They're here, sir.

- They're friends. Treat them well.

l'll handle it, sir!

- Let me talk to them!

Let me talk... you didn't

let me talk to them!

l'm convinced, ma'am.

l'll see that you meet Mr Sharma.

Bhinde, take them to

Mr Sharma's cell.

The one inside, or outside?

- Go with him, madam.

You've had six glasses of water

already! How much more?

l'll have as much as l please!

lt's my life and money!

l'll have it from the jug...

- Don't spoil your mood. lease!

Here!

- What's here?

Obviously! What else will you

do after so much of water?

Am l late?

You mean the whole plot

was hatched by Dua?

Absolutely!

l'm a very truthful man.

lt's like this. A cat littered

six kittens in my backyard.

They will even blame the birth

of the kittens on me!

Just because they were

born under my roof!

l'm being subjected to a test

by fire. Like Goddess Sita.

l've been fasting like Gandhi

in these dark cells!

Thanks for sparing us your

precious time, Mr Sharma.

Manage with the footage you got

in the last interview, okay?

You ask nice questions...

what's your name?

Wonderful! And l'm waiting

for my freedom!

When did you join Ajay?

- lt was very recently.

You're going into the

inside cell, are you?

lease join me...

Come along.

Leave the camera here.

lt's a dangerous toy.

Guys having fun, l see!

Carry on! They work with Ajay;

girls from our own party.

What was the name...?

Oh yes, Rhea!

What will you have?

Beer? Whisky?

Thanks. l don't drink.

- As you wish.

You have the works here, Mr Sharma!

A fridge and a television set...!

lt's all because of the affection

of our party workers!

l can tolerate heat

and poverty, you know.

l have a fridge so l can

have some chilled beer!

Ajay Bakshi's a smart guy, okay!

Always surrounded by beautiful girls!

No... listen to me! lease!

Rhea! What have you done to me?!

To hell with your TV!

- Who's the insolent man?

ldiot! This is the CM!

- You, sir? Sorry, sir!

Ajay Bakshi was supposed to

interview Sharma in prison.

But the girl from Galaxy TV

got there first...

and she has ruined Sharma!

Know how this will affect

the elections?

l'll have your channel thrown

out from every home! Okay?!

l'll do something, sir...

right now! But...

Where's Ajay?!

Call him here!

You scoundrel! Swine!

You bloody idiot!

Wastrel and a bloody fool!

You're abusing me!

- No! l'm abusing myself!

l'm an ass!

l'm actually a horse...

that goes lame on the

day of the races!

You asked me to interview Sharma.

But did l go there?

No!

- Why didn't you remind me?

l reminded you so many times!

- But l didn't go there!

And why not? Because l'm a

cheap shirker!

How could you employ a man like me?

lt's your indulgence

that has spoilt me!

When have l indulged you, son?

- Son! There you are!

Know what l think of myself?

l could spit on myself!

l'm crying!

l can't see the tears!

- l'm crying... at heart!

l'm going away...

- But listen, son...

l know he won't listen to me!

So suspend me, Mary.

l?

- Go ahead!

l'm still a temporary employee, sir.

- Temporary?

ls she really temporary?

- Yes, she is.

Give her permanency!

- She arrived just 3 months ago.

Give her permanency, l say!

Now write,...

l'll do it in a minute, sir!

l've got you your permanency, Mary.

And you will suspend me!

Are you trying to drive a

wedge between us, Mary?!

Forget this idea of quitting

the channel, my boy.

This is my first and last warning!

Such a thing must not happen again!

No, it won't...!

But what have l done?!

Meet Mr Ramakant Dua,

a big politician and my friend.

This is his brother-in-law, the

Gandhian industrialist, Mr Gupta.

You had only to infiltrate

the prison for Sharma...

and it has set the cat among

the pigeons! Hats off to you!

You're a smart girl... you can surely

be a member of the Upper House.

Sit down.

- Elections are upon us, Chinoy.

Have you given a thought

to my publicity?

Don't worry. You will be the

chief minister this time around!

Thank you, Mr Chinoy...

lease do something, Rhea.

Give Mr Dua a new image and

make him a house-hold name.

For that, you'll have to walk

the streets and into people's homes.

What does that mean?

- A journey on foot.

Let's organise a rally

and telecast it live.

We'll call it Ramakant Dua's

march for welfare.

What will you have?

Beer? Whiskey?

She has made it, Ajay! They're

showing that interview repeatedly!

We used to be best...

now she is!

She ought to be!

Any girl who outsmarts Ajay Bakshi

has to be bloody something!

That girl has ruined your reputation.

You almost lost yourjob...

and you've forgiven her!

- No way.

This is the first time

l've really liked a girl.

But l will ruin her rally!

- How?

Underworld bosses are meeting

at the cemetry this afternoon.

We will find someone there

who will screw up her rally.

Why did you call a meeting

in the graveyard?

What we will discuss at

this meeting is that...

people ought to be scared

of dons like us.

But this sample... appu Jr.

isn't still in his chair!

Our comrade, appu Sr. took

15 bullets before he died!

l told him often not to do it...

this is where he is buried.

He died and left behind his

good-for-nothing son, appu Jr!

Hi, Abbu! Hi Babu!

How're the kids doing?

Sit down... we're all equal.

Don't you sit down!

Remain standing!

Your father was a good don!

He was a blot on the society.

But you're a blot on us!

l'd asked you to rob a bank.

What did you do of that?

l really raided the place, uncle.

l got in there with my gun!

And l stormed into

the manager's cabin.

But he rose to greet me!

And l realised l had an account

in that very bank!

Would anyone rob his own account?

He's right.

This business is unpredictable.

Couldn't you find another bank?!

- l did...

but it was a Sunday, a holiday!

Couldn't you make it on a Monday?

- l did. But it was a holiday too!

How can any decent man

be a don...

in a country which has

so many holidays?

He's right.

Business isn't fun anymore.

To hell with your bank!

l sent you out to instigate

riots... what happened?

l went there. But l saw women

in the marketplace...

and lovely little children playing

around. What could l do?

So you just came back?

- No, sir!

l played cricket with them

and scored an unbeaten 29!

Bloody idiot! Why didn't

you start those riots?!

We not politicians to

start riots, uncle.

We mustn't do it

without any provocation.

We are gangsters, uncle...

we have some self-respect.

Which means you've done nothing

daring in the last six months!

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