Raees Page #3

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Who are you talking about?

Bobby, my doggy.

Darn Bobby! I'm talking about

hasmukh bhai and his party.

Sir, give me a paper.

Please, sir.

- What's this?

- Paper and pen

I can see that.

Give me in writing what you just said.

I'll release him right away.

What? In writing?

It's an order, majmudar.

Release them.

Sir, my name is jaideep

ambalal majmudar.

Ambalal is my late father.

Even if his spirit asks me to

release hasmukh bhai and his party,

I'll take it in writing.

And you are merely...!

Give it in writing,

I'll release them.

You'll surely get it in writing.

Your transfer orders!

Get out.

Transfer him to fatehpura.

He'll come to his senses.

Come on, bowl.

Bowl him out, sadiq!

- Come on.

- You are out!

Shot!

Six!

Go, get the ball, sadiq.

- Should I go? Sure?

- Forget it.

I hit it, I'll get it.

Of course, you will go!

Freaking actor.

What's so funny?

Shut up!

No big deal. It's only a ball.

Her father will open the door.

I bet. Aasiya will open it.

God help him.

He hit bull's-eye.

- Ball?

- Yes.

Not again.

I warned sadiq not to hit

here but he is incorrigible.

He always hits sixers and

sends me to fetch the ball

I didn't. It was him.

Raees.

- The stairs.

- Where?

Ah, right where they are.

I love you.

I see no one but you around

I have so much to say.

Let me pour out my feelings now.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Awesome!

Really?

Not you.

Actress sridevi.

Why do you always

beat about the bush?

I can't help it. When you smile,

it strikes me dumb!

And I just feel

like watching you!

Then take me to our world.

God willing!

When I make our world,

you will be the

first one to see it.

And yes, you will

have a say out there.

But my love will rule.

Amazing.

- My love, right?

- Nope.

Our world.

Will you be with me?

Always!

Devji.

Sir?

Sir.

Will you do me a favour?

Tell me, sir.

Will you get some soda,

ice and accompaniments?

- Sure, sir.

- Please.

- Listen.

- Yes, sir?

Forget it. It'll be difficult

for you to organise it

I got it. I will

organise it, sir.

What do you want?

Beer? Vodka? Rum? Whiskey?

Whose?

Jairaj's? Ramnik's? Ujjwal's?

Or... what's the name of

the guy with glasses?

- Raees?

- Right. Raees.

- Write.

- Sir.

What do I write, sir?

Resignation letter.

Write the locations of the liquor

depots or your resignation.

Write.

Sorry, sir.

- My mistake.

- Well, devji,

one bottle won't

make a difference.

Get me an entire truckload.

Okay, sir.

Whose truck is it?

Jairaj Seth's consignment.

Kodnani has got his cut.

Sir, this truck is

loaded with liquor.

Park the truck.

You've got your truckload, sir.

Now?

Call the media. Let's party.

Sir!

Cards, darn it!

I've been nurturing the cops from

the lower ranks to the higher ups

for donkey's years.

Still, my stuff gets bulldozed.

Find out who did this!

Majmudar ruined jairaj.

A sword seeks nothing but a head.

Majmudar has tasted blood.

It was jairaj's stuff,

soon it will be ours.

Don't take him lightly. A

huge consignment is due.

Raees.

Inspector majmudar

wants to see raees.

You look different

in the picture, sir.

Well, they say I'm

quite photogenic.

You know whose

consignment it was?

Jairaj's.

You worked for him, didn't you?

I used to. I quit.

What do you do now?

Business.

What you call business

is actually crime.

- Come on, sir.

- Come on, sir!

Make two halves.

Go on. We have information, sir.

Raees' truck is arriving from kalol.

I see.

The truck number is gaf 1722.

Okay.

Oh.

Tea from a cop station.

Get used to it.

You'd better shut shop.

Or, I'll make it difficult

for you to even breathe.

The air of gujarat is

replete with business.

You can stop me from breathing.

Can you stop the air?

At this rate,

you will soon run into trouble.

Get that?

Leave.

Thanks for the half teacup, sir.

Our truck won't arrive tomorrow.

But our consignment

will surely reach.

Consignment will arrive

without the truck. In what?

- In this.

- In a cup?

Assume that the teapot is the

truck and the cups are vehicles.

Once our truck is

on the highway,

rasool will reach

with four vehicles.

We'll transfer the

stuff to our vehicles.

Then the vehicles will spread out and

enter the city via different routes.

And majmudar will be left

waiting eagerly for the truck.

It's hot!

While we receive the delivery!

Stop!

- Check the truck.

- Get in.

- Check inside.

- Open it!

Quick!

- Devji.

- Sir?

Tea time.

"Your beauty, mesmerising."

"The entire neighbourhood

is crazy for you."

Get lost, wastrels!

One slap will put

you in your place!

Oh, my!

At least she'll touch my cheek!

Father's down with cough again.

Salaam aleikom, doctor.

Waleikom asalaam.

Something's wrong with my eyes.

It's you! You forgot the rule?

It hurts badly.

Please examine me too.

Capital n and capital o.

- That means...?

- No.

If you understand that, why

do you barge in every time?

Don't jump the queue.

Go, get out.

- Move.

- All right, I'll wait.

Go on, collect the medicines.

Okay.

And send the duffer in.

Yes, dear.

Here you are.

You are next.

Really?

At the doctor's, I mean.

Duffer.

Number.

Give him these pills after meals.

Thank you.

Hello, sir. Who are they, devji?

Petty criminals, sir.

They are out on parole.

They can be our informers.

Where did you pick up the groom from?

Sir,

I was picked up from the wedding

altar before I could...

Before I could even say 'i do.'

Sir, he is from raees' area.

Send them away.

You come with me.

Get going.

Sir, I've done nothing

I swear, I didn't do anything.

Do you know raees?

I don't know anyone, sir.

How does he do his business?

Sir, I really don't know anyone.

All I know is that I'm

getting married today.

Sir, the qadi is waiting. If

i don't get back on time,

he'll leave to perform other marriages.

What will you do outside...

When you know nothing?

Devji!

Revoke his parole!

Please don't send me to jail again!

Or, I'll be a

bachelor all my life!

Sir, at least let me get married.

Do you want to complete the rituals?

Yes, sir.

In that case, find out where

raees hides his stuff.

- Do you agree?

- I do.

- Agree?

- I do, sir.

You are married! Off you go now.

Run before the qadi takes off.

Thank you, sir.

We have to band together to save

the business from majmudar, raees.

I agree

I'll be the chairman

of your syndicate.

Don't fly too high.

Or, you'll get cut.

If I was scared of getting cut,

I wouldn't fly kites

I'd hold spools.

Gotcha!

He got him!

Raees, have you forgotten.

Jairaj's favours?

I remember the favours.

Right, sadiq?

He had given us three days.

I give you three weeks.

Think over it

I'll be the chairman of the

syndicate, nevertheless.

Hang on.

Catch.

The clock will be ticking.

Pull!

You cut the wrong kite.

You goofed up!

Darn!

It soars higher and higher.

The heart soars higher

and higher like a kite.

It soars higher and higher.

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