They're twin brothers.
Maalam is honest.
He loved me a lot.
Aalam was an asshole.
Where did you go with them?
Africa...
America.
I don't know where they picked up the goods from.
What goods?
They used to smuggle.
What they brought with them, that time, no idea.
My skin was burning as if acid had been thrown on it.
The fuckers didn't wear protection.
Did those two get ill as well?
Or just you?
Nasreen, where were the goods delivered?
MANDVI
DAY 10
We're trying to track down their boat, Jibril.
How?
Well, this can detect radioactive material for about 100 meters.
Right now, it's .25 microsieverts, nothing significant.
Once we find a trail, we can follow it.
-Hello. -Mohit here.
Yes, Mohit. Go ahead.
Sir, Rohit is not going to school.
He goes somewhere, but we don't know where.
Recently, he didn't come home for two days.
Mother's really worried.
Tell Mother not to worry. I'll speak to him.
Sir, don't tell Mom I called.
Alright, I won't.
Hello.
You sure they were twin brothers?
Ok, we are coming.
The local PI called. They've found something.
Come, sir.
Tell Sir whatever you were just saying now.
Sir, all I know is that they were ill. That's it.
Lots of sailors come here. Some with girls, some with booze--
Forget the booze, and show Sir their IDs.
This is it.
Maalam Ali.
This is just the boat number.
Couldn't you get a proper ID?
Social Security Card is compulsory for a booking, right?
We will take it in the future, sir.
Did you ever speak to them?
They would order simple food.
And?
And... they would order medicines.
Every two or three days, they would order medicines.
Are you getting any big orders these days?
For vomiting? Or burns?
-Hey! -What is this?
So, you know the interconnected network?
The person who invented this belonged to Satya Yuga.
He gave it to the world for free.
That means,
this is the first indication that Satya Yuga will return...
The individual will wane off
and a connected consciousness will return
Learn to use the Internet.
Aham Brahmasmi.
You have the darkness of fear inside you.
What fear? I don't fear anyone.
You exist today,
but won't tomorrow.
That's the fear.
The fear that no one will remember you tomorrow.
Please consume.
What's this trick?
If you like this trick,
distribute it to the world.
Ganesh.
Guruji gave me tea that looked more like a red soup.
Who knows what it was made from and what was in it.
The Gochi blew my fucking mind away.
Forgive me, Dad.
Swine!
I have been accused of your crime
and you've left me here to die.
You'll also suffer till death.
You'll face hell for as long as you live.
You'll never find peace.
It felt like magic.
Suddenly, all the heavy weight of pain poured out of me.
And everything felt very light.
From that day on, I started a new trade.
Gochi trade.
Gochi would be made in Guruji's Ashram in Dubrovnik.
And I would distribute it to all the Ashrams
and black markets all over the world.
According to Guruji, this was a way of charity as well as profit.
And how fucking right he was!
Gochi was my only business
that Yadav Ma'am didn't know about.
She had no idea.
I kept her happy and far away from Guruji,
by giving her the info she needed.
NAIROBI 2001
I made 2,5 billion in 2001.
That year, Al-Qaeda fucked America in return for its shenanigans.
Whatever one might say... Osama had guts.
In front of the whole world, he chopped off America's not one...
...but Twin Dicks.
I am not feeling this. I'll take off the sari?
Stop it. He'll be here any minute.
Let it go. Let me take it off. This doesn't excite me.
Hey, let me take it off.
No, do whatever you like just as it is.
It's taken me two hours to wear the sari.
I would have rather banged a hooker then.
Paid money and gotten whoever I wanted.
Did I invite you here to come and love me?
Talk with respect.
Don't you understand?
Once our bodies meet and kill the hunger,
only then our souls will meet.
And I'm telling you the moon's out, he'll be here any minute.
Piss off. I don't want to do anything with you.
And we'll both stay hungry.
And celebrate your ceremony well tonight, because it'll be your last.
Because once I've chopped off his neck, you'll come running to marry me--
He's my husband.
You understand?
I told you I am married woman.
And talk with respect, I'm not your whore.
SORRY WE'RE CLOSED
Do you know who was behind the Bombay blasts?
Isa.
And who was behind Isa?
Pakistan.
ISI.
And do you know who handled the whole operation?
Yeah, you had told me about some guy.
Showed me the picture as well.
After the Bombay blasts, this guy has become very big.
He has gained respect.
So big, that he's got the gall to call his boss, the ISI Chief,
a coward in front of everyone!
Sounds like a cool guy.
He's now made his own terror group in India.
It's called Hizbuddin.
His name is Shahid Khan.
He's to be killed or caught?
Either will do.
I won't do it for patriotism.
I want 50 million shillings.
And a Rolls-Royce.
Shahid Khan's in talks with the Dubai underworld.
He wants money for Hizbuddin.
It's very difficult to get information out of the Dubai underworld,
There's only one way...
You'll have to speak to Isa.
Look how nicely you asked for a Rolls-Royce right now,
you be just as nice to him and our job will be done.
Motherfuck, this--
Hold on.
We're done now.
If I see you again...
I'll bury your ass in the fucking ground.
KUKOO'S MAGIC CASINO
I thought I closed the chapter with her.
But little did I know she had me by the balls.
My whole business ran on cash.
Yadav Ma'am ratted me out to the authorities
and I started losing around 50 to 100 million every day.
Any day now they would just stick their hand up my ass
and snatch away even my last dime.
-Guruji. -Give it to me.
What's the trouble, Ganesh?
Hell, If I could know everything beforehand, like you do
there would be no problem.
Give me all your problems.
This is my problem.
There was a demon called Apasmara
who had a very unique superpower.
He could control anyone's memory.
But he had a weakness.
He craved attention.
One day, Apasmara
cast such a spell on Goddess Parvati,
that all her godly powers vanished.
A raging Lord Shiva
reached Apasmara's cave and started his Tandava.
The violent resonance of Lord Shiva's drum made the veins of Apasmara's ears burst.
Apasmara fell at Nataraja's feet
and Nataraja stomped on Apasmara's head.
Since then,
Nataraja is in that position.
Apasmara was pissed that despite being so powerful
nobody gave two hoots about him.
I was in a similar position.
INTERNATIONAL WATERS 2002
For the first time in my Iife I earned so much dough,
but nobody knew about me
neither in Mumbai nor in Mombasa.
I was stranded like a ghost of the sea.
I decided I won't keep quiet like Apasmara.
I wouldn't let the world forget about Ganesh Gaitonde.
Where's your boat Jibril?
Where did you deliver the goods?
Remember Nasreen?
She told us that Aalam loved her truly
but Maalam was a bastard.
Lies.
So you're Maalam?
She was in the hospital for 12 days...
and in such pain that she was begging for death.
You'll also be in the same condition in a few days time.
Allah's the greatest.
You brought the stuff for Ghazwa-e-Hind?
Tell me, where has this been written.
Have you even read the scriptures?
Yeah, Dajjal. Where did you read it? Who is he?
-Donald Trump is Dajjal-- -Shut up, motherfucker!
Someone just said it and you believed it?
Even you believed what they said.
Motherfucker...
Look at this.
Do you know who this is? Ibn-e-Qasim.
He had captured India a thousand years ago.
Ghazwa-e-Hind happened a millennium ago.
They're taking you all for a ride.
And the stuff you've brought along with you
will destroy the whole city.
Are you grasping anything, motherfucker?
That's good, then. All the infidels will die.
Bastard.
Majid, stop it. What are you doing?
You're going to decide--
Relax. Calm down.
Just leave.
What was the point of keeping me if you planned on kicking me out?
Go ask Parulkar that.
Take a break. Go home.
So, how's Operation Makhdoom going?
Rolling on, sir.
Intelligence Bureau guys don't usually like cops.
Yes, sir.
Did they find Bhonsle?
We haven't been told anything, sir.
Does one need to be told to find out?
I heard that he's being kept in a safe house.
He's not talking.
Sir, I'll take your leave.
Listen, you will be attending the marriage anniversary right?
Sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Jai Hind.
You want more? Do you?
-Hey, motherfucker! - Easy. Easy.
Have you guys gone mad?
I've been telling you constantly I don't know,
I don't know anything about anything nuclear.
You remember Patil Sir's helicopter crash?
Nobody figured out who was behind it.
Are you threatening to kill me?
-I'm not threatening. -Then?
Nobody will miss you if you disappear.
Sir.
Delhi.
Sir.
Jai Hind, sir.
Motherfucker.
No, sir.
Sir, we can't let him go yet.
No, sir.
Not--
The media won't find out anything, sir. Sir, I promise.
My boys are very smart, sir.
We need this, sir.
It's very serious, sir. It's part of Operation Makhdoom.
Yeah.
Fine, sir.
But I need one hour with him, sir.
Thank you, sir. Jai Hind.
One hour.
What should I state as the occupation?
Write anything you want.
Ma'am, yearly installments need to paid for this. Who will pay that?
Their lover.
The one screwing will have to get screwed.
Ma'am, do one thing,
get this insurance policy from someone else.
My girls go to all kinds of assholes.
In case they get a disease or die
Insurance is needed, right?
Fill the form.
Fill it out!
Hello.
Still alive?
I'm angry right now, we'll talk later.
Why act so pricey?
You won't be missed even if you die.
You are alive and tell me who cares? Nobody even mentions your name in Mumbai.
Don't talk hogwash.
All of Mumbai knows about Ganesh Gaitonde and Kukoo's love story.
Ass-wipe, I told you I haven't heard about it.
You will now, if you haven't before.
I have decided
I'm going to produce a movie.
Movie?
What movie?
Story on my life.
Kukoo... Kukoo...
I'll show you, motherfucker.
I'm making a movie, motherfuckers.
Is Boss saying something?
Just nod your head.
Yes.
Hey! Is Ram G Verma checking the print of his film here?
Shubu...
It's Shivaang, Sir.
How's it sounding?
Big fan, Sir.
Idiot, I'm asking how's it sounding.
Good Morning, sir.
Are you going to shoot me?
You don't want to shoot me?
Hey, motherfucker,
I've seen all your movies many times.
Why would I kill you?
Is it for real?
Motherfucker,
do you want make another film or not?
Or should I end your biopic here?
I bagged a big time director, Ram G Verma to direct the movie.
Why is all this so green?
Green screen.
Yeah, but why?
Then how do I make India in Africa?
Boss, he's showing Africa in India...
India is not so green.
Fucking looks like the Aarey jungle.
He'll make this green into India later.
I wonder why do you work for him,
rather he should work for you.
What did he say?
I made a Gopalmath in Africa,
Zoya became Kukoo...
And that dickhead, Rajeev Sawla, became Gaitonde.
My dad was a beggar.
I did not like that.
He killed my mother.
Then I met Kukoo, She's like Madhubala.
Madhubala? Not Sridevi?
Sridevi, Madhuri Dixit,
Madhubala. She was everything.
Sridevi is Sridevi.
It'll be the expressions.
Let the bottled up love ooze out
Let it kiss the lips, and slide down.
And then the villain enters... Isa!
I show him the colt
and take Kukoo away with me from right under his nose.
Under the nose...
After showing the colt.
Colt.
That colt!
Hey uptown girl
Let those hips sway
Boss. I've written some kickass lines, keeping you in mind.
I'm the downtown don and you're the uptown girl
Let's meet mid-way, hidden away
I'm the downtown don and you're the uptown girl
Let's meet mid-way, hidden away
How you doin' girl
You're Amitabh Bachchan. Amitabh Bachchan!
And that Isa, he isn't even Amrish Puri.
He is Asrani,
He's Keshto Mukherjee.
I won't be coming.
Not even for me?
Precisely why I won't come.
That's fine.
I'll save you a seat.
Bombay's not safe for you, Ganesh.
The King of Gopalmath INTERNATIONAL DHAMAKA
INTERNATIONAL RAJEEV SAWLA
MUMBAI 2003
Everyone told me not to go for the premiere.
But I wanted to see the people go crazy after seeing my story.
Boss!
How you doin' girl
Nobody came - film folk, my business folk, faggoty politicians. Nobody!
We had put tonnes of action in the movie,
Even made Gaitonde die like Amitabh Bachchan in movies,
thinking it would make people cry.
But people were laughing!
Guruji's story of Apasmara hit me like a bullet.
The motherfucker had too big a head, and that is why he had fallen.
I was also down and out.
Nobody remembered Ganesh Gaitonde. Nobody feared him.
Even I was thinking,
"Who is this dickhead? What does he want?"
The people of the country have the right to know
that why do you always keep a low profile
-when it comes to your nationality? -I am--
Why have you consistently and vehemently denied your involvement
with the gangster Ganesh Gaitonde,
in spite of making your debut with his film?
-Exactly. -Why do you...
Tell me, how does your blood not boil?
DAY 9
If someone breaks into your home tomorrow
and raises their hand against you,
will you just sit quietly or retaliate?
Our revered holy cow that even our saints worship,
these butchers rip open her stomach
whenever they want.
But our brave-hearts avenge by butchering those butchers.
And continue to prove that Maharashtrians are still alive!
Why are the North Indians
trying to become the protectors of Hinduism?
Why aren't you going to school?
What if Mom finds out?
And what's this nonsense have you come to listen?
These people first brainwash you,
then use you and then leave you to die.
You did the same with Dad.
Left him to die.
Hey, Rohit. Don't shoot your mouth.
Take this.
Some money.
Give this to Mom.
Don't want it.
I'm there for Mom and Mohit.
You moron.
-Sir, is trying to help you out-- -Kamble.
Rohit.
You look tense.
There is some guilt inside.
Let it come out.
Don't suppress it.
Don't counter instinct with intelligence.
Easy to say...
Instinct has been around far longer,
and your instinct has brought you here.
Follow it.
What's in this?
Suppression will only increase the darkness.
Let your fear rise.
Letting go is pure.
What's this?
He had gone with you, right?
And was walking on his own two feet.
What should I tell my kids?
What should I do now?
Hello?
I'm sending you the location. Go there.
Of what?
Hello?
Don't give him more than 5 minutes.
Poonam, that's Sartaj Singh.
Poonam, her daughter.
Let me know if you need anything.
Please come.
Mom, the one I spoke to you about...
he has come.
Ma'am,
how long have you known Ganesh Gaitonde?
From Kenya.
Mom was deputed in the Indian Embassy there.
What did he do for you?
She can't remember many things.
Brain damage...
and scotoma. So she can't see much either.
Half her vision is blurred
with random subconscious images.
Why are you asking her --
Give her a chance to speak.
She might remember something.
Ma'am, Anjali...
How do you know Anjali Mathur?
Your name was in her diary.
Bloody Mathur.
Bloody? Why?
Mr. Mathur, Anjali's father, was Mom's colleague.
Mom...
It'll be a very difficult night if she gets disturbed anymore.
You should leave.
It's okay.
Please. I'm sorry. Please leave.
It's all right.
Hello?
You broke my heart today.
I told you I won't be coming.
I don't watch Amitabh Bachchan's movies,
or Shah Rukh Khan's or Salman Khan's. Why would I watch yours?
You run a brothel, supply actors and artistes,
and watching a movie is a sin for you?
I've committed lots of sins.
I've committed tons of sins.
But ever since this pilgrimage started,
killing myself has also become a sin.
How bad a sin did you commit that you needed to go on a pilgrimage?
We guys don't call it pilgrimage.
Whatever. You tell me your sins, and I'll tell you mine.
Everyone knows about yours.
Knows what?
Your movie.
Your biggest sin.
The one you produced.
Why do you speak like that?
Because you wanted to be a hero...
which you are not.
You are Gaitonde.
And Gaitonde's a villain.
And villains don't dance, which you did.
If you hadn't done that,
your movie would have been a success.
No fucking body would have forgotten Gaitonde.
But on screen you turned a normal guy into a dickhead.
Why don't you actually die for real?
Why don't you come and kill me?
I'll be indebted to you even as a ghost.
Jojo.
Yeah?
I'm coming.
Where?
I'm coming.
Hey, Gaitonde... I... I--
Turn the car around.
But, boss, the airport's this way.
Turn the car around.
Boss, why are you doing this?
Motherfucker, go to Bandra.
Boss...
Fucking hell. Here come our fans.
Drive faster.
Bunty take down a number.
-Take it down -+254202609393.
Call this number and inform them.
-Okay, boss. -Stop the car.
Come on.
Hello?
I'm calling from Bombay.
Ganesh Gaitonde has been picked up by Parulkar.
Are you getting what I'm saying?
I should've known I would run into you.
My ass had been fucking twitching since morning.
My business has become massive now, Parulkar.
Mine as well.
I've stopped playing with bats.
You're making a mistake again, Parulkar.
I won't make a mistake again.
Run, bastard.
Run!
Turn him over.
Come.
Parulkar, my business has crossed borders.
Just ask. Just ask for whatever you want.
Parulkar...
Hello?
The inquiry on the Nusrat Wahaab encounter case is quite heated.
If the media were to get your phone call recordings,
the Chief Minister might not like it.
Who's this?
Save my number as Mother India.
Let Gaitonde go.
He won't come back to Mumbai.
Give the phone to him.
Leave him.
I'm doing this out of patriotism,
you should do it for survival.
What?
Please make sure you find the evidence.
Check every corner, every nook.
Found anything?
There are no fingerprints, sir.
There's nothing missing.
Somebody was looking for something.
Any information from Maalam and Aalam?
They haven't said anything yet.
What if we separate the two?
Sir, Maalam is scared of his brother.
He won't speak anything other than what's been instructed by Aalam.
And Aalam will take some time to trust us.
They'll talk only when they are terrified.
And they'll be terrified only when they are alone.
Sir?
Who do you want to take out?
Sir, give us some time. They'll speak.
If we had time, we wouldn't be going through this shit.
Aalam?
Where's Aalam?
Aalam...
Aalam and Nasreen
they are both gone.
You want to get cured, right?
We've been at sea for years now.
Brought lots of goods for Shahid.
This was the last delivery.
Maalam, handle the boat. I'm going to sleep.
It was a long one,
that's why we took Nasreen along.
Picked up the stuff from a ship in Malindi.
Not here.
Easy.
Keep it here.
We woke up one morning
and started vomiting.
Those guys didn't make full payment.
We delivered half the goods in Mandvi
and hid the boat.
Where?
JIBRIL