Manmadhudu 2 (మన్మథుడు 2)

It's too difficult, boss!

Our target is nearby...

and he seems very angry.

You have to come here, boss.

He won't let us go.

What do we do, sir?

-There is only one way out. -What?

-I'll count to three. -Okay.

-You must run that way. -No.

I'll stay with you. He's dangerous, boss.

Once you start running, I'll run the other way.

Then he will chase me.

Then what about you, boss?

You are young. You have a bright future.

You haven't even used your gun yet.

But I don't have one...

You are right, boss.

I can't let you do this. I'll sacrifice my life for you.

Kishore, this is not the time to be sentimental.

One...

One, two, three.

Run the other way. Over.

You still didn't get it, right?

God, have mercy! Oh, no!

He doesn't give a damn about my safety.

I've been his PA for two years and I still fall for his tricks!

I'm sure you're wondering why he put my life at risk just for a flower.

"Fragrance" is his job.

This is where he lives.

He has a perfume lab inside his house.

My boss is the most famous perfumer in Europe.

He has made some of the best-selling perfumes.

I need a banana.

I ate the last one.

There's one in the kitchen.

Impossible. There are no bananas in the house.

His talent is my misfortune.

He has an amazing sense of smell!

It's in the dustbin.

It's a rotten banana, sir.

-Oh! -What is it, boss?

-I forgot something. -What?

Give me that mask.

You should have warned me.

His special talent sometimes leads to special problems.

Fantastic!

He catches every bad smell in the area.

What happened, sir?

Someone is cooking fish.

But there's no house nearby.

The smell might be from another district.

-I can't stand it. -Bloody powerful nose!

I'll bring the mask.

Moreover, my boss also has OCD.

Nothing in his house should be moved.

Everything should stay in its place.

He's obsessed with cleanliness.

He fears the plates might not be washed properly.

So, everything he uses is disposable.

Everything is "use-and-throw" for my boss. Except me.

He's weird but he has a heart of gold.

To continue with his story,

I first need to tell you a little about his grandfather.

In 1928, the British had ordered some Indian laborers

to construct a useless bridge in Coventry.

My boss' grandfather was one of them.

The ship's captain James passed away during the voyage.

But, he kind of deserved it.

Anyway, after that all the Indians pushed the remaining Britishers off the ship.

The ship was then taken to Portugal instead of England.

The same ship was then handed over to the local government as bribe.

They bought freedom 20 years earlier than the others.

The Indians were gifted a land called Cassandra.

They settled over there and started living lavishly.

With no smartphones and a pleasant climate...

they started mass-producing.

They also asked all their relatives in India to move to Cassandra.

Thus the population of 752 increased to 36,000.

Though the land was named "Cassandra,"

we call it "Cass-Andhra."

Back then, they spoke old-world Telugu.

For example, they called "breakfast" as "morning meal."

Wished "Good afternoon" as "Good mid-morning."

Said "Thanks" with the word...

Basically, they used a very confusing language.

I came here from India two years ago to work as my boss' PA.

But I still don't understand some of their words.

My boss' story would have been completely different,

if his grandfather was not on that ship.

But... that's how it happened.

I have decided, sir.

I will marry a Portuguese girl.

The Indian girls in this country are very foolish.

I've been here for two years

and I have blended so well with the locals.

Blending is a fine art, sir.

-Hi, James. -Not everyone gets it.

Also...

Look.

-She looks like an Indian girl, right? -Yes, sir.

I've never seen her before.

I've also never seen you eyeing one before.

Yes.

Nice perfume.

I made that perfume.

I can tell exactly the kind of girl you are.

You are clever as well as creative.

But people around you have no idea about your talents.

However, you don't care about what they think.

You don't need their approval.

Every Saturday he takes me out for drinks

and then tells me to get lost.

What does he think I am, an idiot?

One second.

He doesn't even let me sleep.

-Yes, sir? -Actually...

the match is about to start and I need a helmet.

How sweet of you to remind me about the match, sir.

I'll watch the highlights.

Hey... I need condoms.

This is ridiculous!

Am I his assistant or...

I can't even think of a joke right now!

PHARMACY

Oh, God!

Oh, my God! It's back!

Mommy!

This way seems better.

Enough of the foreplay.

You can switch to power play.

What?

Please take this, sir.

You shouldn't do it without the helmet.

-Sorry-- -She had one with her.

Now do not disturb us.

"Do not disturb us"?

Does he have no shame?

You woke me up in the middle of the night--

I wanted to ask you about this tattoo.

It's a girl I thought I loved.

Love...

She was my last.

Shall we meet again?

I get it. Let's not.

Take her home. It's late.

Really, sir?

Go to sleep once you're back.

Fine. I'll be in bed for two days!

Well, here's a brief history about my boss' tattoo.

She was the biggest turning point in my boss's life and his first crush.

No...

Sorry...

-Bro, I like her a lot. -Really?

What do you do, Bhuma?

It's not "Bhuma."

Whatever.

What do you do?

I am studying medicine.

It's my dream to be a neurosurgeon.

A surgeon?

Then you won't have the time to take care of my brother.

I... didn't get you.

Do you know how to cook?

Uma, I hope you know how to do the laundry.

It's not "Uma."

I can neither cook nor do the laundry.

And I haven't thought about marriage yet.

Meaning?

-You are just using Sam, aren't you? -You are just using Sam, aren't you?

Please don't go, Suma. Please!

It's not "Uma" or "Upma."

Don't they get it?

It's not that, Bhuma.

Shit! I am sorry!

Why didn't you say anything?

Why didn't you defend me?

You know what? Go back to them!

Because we are done!

-I am breaking up with you! -No! Please, don't!

Suma left him and he was left with her scarf.

You guys are monsters!

She was the one for me!

-How could you? -Shut up.

You can't marry a girl that doesn't know how to cook.

Shut up, Sangeetha.

I wasn't looking for a cook.

I was looking for my life partner.

You think women are only supposed to cook and clean?

Women are women's worst enemies. Not men!

Yeah, right!

You think we have another option?

-Have you ever cooked? -Have you ever cleaned?

Have you ever done the laundry?

So the woman you marry has to do it all, right?

Otherwise your house will become a dump.

Do not preach about social ethics!

I'll hire someone for that.

It's not that easy in Portugal.

Here, no one works for free.

I'll learn to do it myself.