Saheb Biwi Aur Gangster Returns Page #4

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No, Your Highness.

I'm not that weak.

Focus on the issue. - Yes.

That's the only weakness

we kings have...

...which turns into our defeat.

Right? - Yes, that's true.

It's Inder.

You called? - Yes.

Hello - I...

Hello.

I... need help. - Help for what?

I want to learn politics.

I want to learn politics.

Madhvi, just like poets are born,

so are politicians.

Why do you want to

learn such a vile thing?

Just maintain your decree,

I will handle the politics.

Okay?

Hello, Mr. Tiwari - Hello.

Good morning, sir.

Sir, there's a letter

from the Ministry.

And, there's another letter...

Yes.

Sir, the Collector

from Mejha is here.

And ajournalist from the Indian Age.

Indian Age? - Yes, sir.

Send him in. - Yes, sir.

Listen. - Yes, sir.

Is it a man or a woman?

It's a man. - I see.

Fine, send him in.

Sir, your signatures... - Go out.

Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

Please close the door.

I see.

I am Indrajeet Singh,

from the Indian Age. - Okay.

We're starting a new column.

We'll be publishing the profiles...

...of the top five

politicians of the state.

Profile?

Please take a seat.

Look, everyone publishes

about their work.

How's the personality?

Personality! How is it?

I mean, Prabhu Tiwari

as a person is...

He's nice.

So, shall we start? - Yes, please.

Ready?

No problem.

Are you sensitive? - What?

I mean feelings, emotions?

- Sensitive?

Sensitive.

Yes. I am a sensitive man.

So, what is Prabhu Tiwari?

Suppose, we need to describe

him in one word. - Yeah.

So what example will you give?

An honest man.

No, no human.

Compare yourself to something.

Something like Prabhu

Tiwari is like water. - Yeah.

Calm.

Or he's like fire.

Or like a cycle.

Cycle?

It keeps running without fuel.

More output, less expensive.

Then Prabhu Tiwari... is an ox!

Ox? - A hard working ox!

Ox!

That can have other meanings, sir.

What?

You're not smart.

Then forget it.

Your next question please.

Allow me... - Just delete it.

Say that you're a tomato. - Tomato?

It looks nice.

Use it in pickles,

or in food, eat it raw, it's healthy.

Everyone eats it.

It does have a lot of variety?

- Yes. Of course.

Mr. Inder, excuse me.

That makes two. - Two tomatoes?

No. One is sensitive.

And the second is tomato.

Yes, right. Okay.

This is Indrajeet speaking, and...

...Prabhu Tiwari is a very,

very sensitive tomato...

So, sir. Do you like reading?

Reading? - Yes.

I like reading a lot.

In fact...

I've read more autobiographies.

Pundit Nehru. Gandhiji.

What are human values? - What?

Human values. - I see.

You know, human.

First, know the people...

...then become their leader.

You can dream about

the moon later...

...first learn to live on earth.

Wow.

Just a second. Let me write it down.

I always write these things down.

Excuse me.

The laptop...

What... is it? - Please don't bother,

please, please.

The door's opened too.

Ramcharan!

Do you know how to turn this off,

Mr. Inder?

I'll try. - Please. Please.

Who touched my laptop?

Who touched my laptop?

- Just a minute.

Mr. Inder,

you've seen such a vile thing...

But, please don't

forget to mention...

...that I am a honest man.

Would... you...

like a cold drink? - Yes...

Let it be. - No...

Let it be. - Pande...

Sir, don't bother.

Send two cold drinks...

- Let it be...

Immediately!

That's not done.

What other hobbies do you like?

Nothing much.

Do you every cry?

It's my... humble request.

Don't mention these things, please.

It's not for the interview.

I meant,

bad days are around the corner.

I've heard that the

Chief Minister's changing.

He's facing difficulties

dividing the states.

Who told you that?

The CM's not being changed.

Those four MLAs, the four kings.

They aren't agreeing.

Aditya Pratap Singh's stopping them.

You seem to have

a lot of information.

How do you know?

I am a reporter, sir. Journalist.

I know in which direction

the wind is blowing, and how?

Tell me something else.

How about I fix

a meeting with Madhvi?

What good will that do?

We need Saheb's approval.

Madhvi doesn't listen to Saheb now.

I will make Madhvi join your party...

...and you give her some small post.

Something like a Welfare program.

Mr. Indrajeet. - Yes.

Did you play this adult film?

Independent MLA candidate

Madhvi Singh from Devgarh...

...was appointed President

of 'Women's Welfare Program'.

It's just cheat, lies and deceit.

It's a place for selfishness.

- I take your leave.

I only compromised for Ranjana.

That's all.

Revenge is bloody.

Greed, desires, lust, anger.

Revenge is bloody.

Greed, desires, lust, anger.

Every culprit's innocent.

There's anger in love.

Even the dead are restless.

Jealousy's your only strength.

Who was he?

The Prince of Jagdalpur.

I have just barged in.

I am climbing up your stairs.

The colours of the walls are fine.

We'll need some curtains.

Yes, change them.

Princess?

Your fragrance...

How are you?

Just...

Can't sleep.

Let me help you.

How does this open?

Where does it open from?

Take a look.

Will I have to tear it? - No.

Hold on for five seconds,

you can do it, sir.

Bravo. You can do it, sir.

My father-in-law's father.

Back in those days he

owned an air-strip. - Okay.

Two planes. - Right.

He never got along with the British.

But he completed his

entire education in England.

Wonderful.

This is our ancestral sword. - Wow!

Hemangi. - Yes.

Come on.

Ma'am, tell us something

about your cuisine.

How was it before

and what is the change?

Back then we had a lot of people.

We always had some guest over.

Parties. Servants and maids.

Today, we cook as much

as any normal family.

But, there are few

recipes we still make.

Excuse me.

Good afternoon, Your Highness.

I want you to leave.

This... this won't take

more than half an hour, sir.

Seriously. Come on.

Hey you, camera. Please.

They're just asking normal questions,

nothing political.

What were you showing them?

What we were...

There are just a handful of us.

Take a picture,

we might go extinct someday.

We're still alive.

We haven't perished away.

We've a history.

And we'll keep making history.

This is my home, not a bloody museum!

Take your gun out.

Here?

We'll venerate him.

Cap.

No...

No, brother.

You've already anointed

him with your blood.

There's no need for this.

- Look here.

Grandpa's watching.

You already...

It'll hurt...

What are you doing, Param?

Just a small one.

It's hurting...

- Grandpa's asking for sacrifice.

It's hurting. - Let go.

Slowly. Slowly!

Chetia. Chetia. Chetia.

Call for you.

Hello.

UP 17 X 3851.

Get down.

Get back.

Hold him. Hold him.

Bullets.

Hold him. Hold him.

They were in my pockets.

Found it.

Got him! - I hit him first.

Brother!

The pain!

That's not him.

It's not him.

He's not the one in Ranjana's photo.

How can that be?

Madhvi's going with you. - Yes.

Mr. Saxena is royal blood.

His father was the Principal

Secretary, Madhya Pradesh.

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