01x02 - Peeth Peeche Kabhi Nahi Maarne Ka

[bunniefuu]

[Thundering]

[Narrator] Man's limits

cannot be judged by his stature.

Who could have imagined,

that a 4-feet tall boy

could grow up as

a m*rder*r of 6.1/2 ft?

[Title Montage]

Oh wow.

The uniform is very impressive.

Okay, tell me,

how was your first day?

You can read it in

the papers tomorrow.

Newspaper?

What have you done? Huh?

[Shankar] Have you eaten?

Tell me what will you have?

Come, what do you want to eat?

You come here.

-Come here.

-Hey, Bhaskar.

Careful. Here.

Hey.

Anna, you fed me for so many years.

It is my turn today.

What do you want to eat?

Steam Idli,

Rava Idli, Medu Wada, Dahi Wada

Idli Wada, Dosa, Masala Dosa

Rava, Mysore, Sada Dosa.

Dahi Missal, Missal,

Usal, Dahi Usal.

Bhaskar.

[Shankar] Today, after years

I will eat to my heart's content.

Okay, Anna, I am going.

Sorry, Anna, I am late.

Bumped off two guys.

Bumped two guys?

You want me to pat your back?

[Narrator] Who knew

better than Rama,

that Bombay respected people

Who closed their fist

and not who opened their palms.

Rama had already trained him

about life before

his police training.

[Rama] If you want

to be successful in Bombay

remember three things in life.

One, the brain

two, the hands.

And three, guts.

[All cheer]

Are you ready? Huh?

Ready.

Ready.

Were you jerking off during

your police training?

Ready.

Good shot.

Anna, missed by two seconds.

I could have hit you.

But I will never hit

you behind your back.

You're out of breath.

You are growing old.

Hey, I was not prepared

so got exhausted.

[Narrator] Jumping jack,

was trapped in his own cage today.

Bhaskar had wrongly

rubbed so many people.

That he couldn't point

a finger at a particular enemy.

So, he started investigating

inside the jail instead.

Yuck. Ahole.

You should be close.

[Man 1] Bhaskar, sir.

Your wife is here.

[Bhaskar] What?

Your wife is calling you.

Smile, it suits you.

Very nice.

-You cooked?

-Finish it off.

I had to take special

permission to meet you.

Don't worry,

I am the boss here.

-I can see, how influential you are.

-Right?

So, you have made enemies here too?

The outsiders are

getting it done here.

I don't know who filed the PIL.

As if you don't know.

[Vaishnavi] Your best friend.

[Shirodkar] Identity.

Everything is worthless

without identity.

If you don't have an

identity in the film industry

then what is your worth?

Look at me.

Everybody knows me.

Huh?

Don't be scared.

I am here for you.

I will guide you.

But you have to work hard.

But I have completed acting classes.

[Giggling]

[Shirodkar]

You want to be an actress.

Then why do you need

to enrol for acting classes.

Then?

[Shirodkar] Mona.

Nitin, who is he?

He is a great producer.

[Mona] What is he doing here?

He has come to meet you.

Be friendly to him.

Say hello.

[Producer] How are you?

[Shirodkar] Good sir.

-Hello.

-[Mona] Hello.

-What's your name?

-Mona.

[Producer] Nice name.

Good name.

Don't you have something

important to do?

Oh, yes.

Good luck, Mona.

[Producer] Why are you so scared?

[Narrator] Journalist Shirodkar.

He peeks more than he prints.

He was mainly responsible

for publishing Bhaskar's fate.

He was serving two masters.

Underworld and Bollywood.

Bollywood was such a fever,

whoever caught it, got screwed.

Neither gangsters nor

Bhaskar could escape from it.

[Manager] Please forgive me.

I couldn't arrange for your money.

[g*nsh*t]

[Gangster 1] Today

it was your manager.

Tomorrow it will be your turn.

Leave.

[Narrator] It was the era,

where glamour and

underworld slept together.

And the hero who bashed

20 g*ons in movies.

Was sh*t scared in real life.

The g*ons had spread

tentacles all over Bombay.

Like c*ck in the kitchen.

And ATS was preparing

itself to clean them.

[Dinkar] Look at him!

What a moustache!

[Narrator] Karekar had decided.

That he would open his

new innings with the Zaheer g*ng.

Good.

[Karekar] From the herd,

saved two and got them.

[Giggling]

All in? Sit down.

[Karekar] Lights off.

[Karekar] There are almost

23 gangs in Mumbai.

Out of which Pujari g*ng from Kurla.

Dharavi g*ng.

And Zaheer g*ng from Bhindi Bazar.

Right at the top are

Pujari g*ng and Zaheer g*ng.

[Karekar] Leader is Ramesh Pujari.

He runs gambling dens in Dharavi.

And he has contacts from

Bollywood to the ministers.

[MP Rajesh Singh] Hey who are you?

What are you doing?

[Karekar] His right-hand

man is Vithal.

sharpsh**ter Vijay

and his brother Anil.

Will you drink? Drink it.

[MP Rajesh Singh] Leave me!

Throw him out.

[Karekar] This week, they had

burned MP Rajesh Singh to death.

We are still researching on them.

But the g*ng that

we need to focus on

is Zaheer g*ng from Bhindi Bazar.

[Karekar] They had crippled

Mumbai to its knees.

[g*nshots]

Last week, they k*lled

a high-profile businessman,

Rohit Singhania.

In his parking lot.

[Karekar] They

indulge in debauchery.

His main friend is Wasim Bhau.

Sharp sh**ter Mustafa.

Adil.

Ijaz Maska and Bunty Bhuva.

What's sad is that even

the top Bollywood stars

go to their parties

to lick their a.

Come. I have made this house

very lovingly.

Come I will show you around.

Please. Come.

Okay.

-[Zaheer] Come. From here.

-[Adil] Hey, where are you going?

Even I will look around.

[Adil] Let her check the house.

Are you a girl?

That you want to see around.

Come on, I will serve you biryani.

[Moaning]

But out of all these

motherfkers

the biggest motherfker

who is bouncing the most.

Rama Shetty.

[Song playing on radio]

[Knocking car window]

[Song playing on radio]

Sorry, bro,

I didn't know it was you.

[g*nsh*t]

Into her arms.

Bring the bag.

[Karekar] He has joined

Zaheer g*ng very recently.

He has bumped eight

famous people in a month.

Properties and builders

are on his radar.

[Taneja] What about the

testing reports?

Sir, the thing is.

The digging that we conducted today.

According to that, this building

can only bear 15 floors.

Not more than that.

Listen to me.

The way your wife is

tolerating you for 17 months

this building too can

easily bear 17 floors.

-But, sir

-Don't use your brains.

Taneja has lot of brains.

-But, sir

-Do as instructed.

Raise two floors of the building.

Property is valued

a lot in the market.

This is the time to make money.

Get it?

[Phone ringing]

Bloody motherfker.

[Phone ringing]

Bring two soda bottles, ice,

and a pack of cigarette.

Place it on my table.

Okay. Hurry up.

It is time to drink.

Bloody fkers.

-What happened?

-He disconnected.

Motherfker.

[Zaheer] He disconnected my call,

mother fker!

Motherfker.

That fatso doesn't want to live.

-Dodging us for two weeks!

-Mustafa, listen.

By tomorrow morning,

not only this fatso

but all the builders of Mumbai

should know the consequences,

of disconnecting Zaheer's calls

and dodging the extortion money.

Motherfker.

[Rama] Why wait till morning?

Did anyone ask you

to poke your nose?

Hey.

Speak.

Builder is a regular

at the Vikhroli site.

In the evening,

when it is deserted

he drinks there.

Will go right now and bump him off.

Have to sh**t him first.

[Karekar] His death

will cr*pple the Zaheer g*ng.

[Taneja] Don't worry Manish.

Give 5 lakhs to

MLA Talpade tomorrow.

And tell him,

it is sent by Mr Taneja.

[Bike's sound]

[Taneja] Fking hell.

[Taneja] Bloody motherfker.

Bloody hell! Stop!

[Phone ringing]

[Rama] Bloody ahole!

You answer the phone like this.

Get it?

[Taneja's wife] I'm waiting,

when will you come home for dinner?

[Narrator] Bhaskar assumed

he was playing on the front foot.

But God pulled the

ground below his feet.

As the say, everyone gets

screwed sometime or the other.

Rama, who had not

only raised Bhaskar.

But given him a new life.

Destiny brought him

face to face with Rama.

After all, it is true.

Luck doesn't wait

for you to undress.

But fks you over

whenever it wishes.

[Theme music playing]