Sing Geetham (సింగ్ గీతం)

Please help us. Please help us!

Shailajamma!

Pratap! Hey, wake up!

Dream time's over. So is your holiday. Leave.

- Why? - Get going.

- Hey, brother! Wait up! Please, bro. - Move! Move!

- Half day! Just one more day. - I said move, man!

- Miss you, man! - Shut it, you psycho!

Bro, I'm living the good life here.

You think you own the place? Leave!

Don't ever come around here again. Get out!

BHOPAL CENTRAL JAIL

What's my crime? Why did you release me?

Hey, Pratap! Over here.

Huh?

Uncle!

You're still alive?

I was waiting to give you this briefcase.

- What's this? - It belonged to your dad.

- My dad? - Yes.

- To hell with it. - Hey…

It has your dad's property papers.

- Property papers? - Yes.

- Found them a few days ago. - Why didn't you say so, Lawyer?

Thought you'd pull something...

Stop the vehicle! Those are my property papers!

Hey… Hey…

The bag! The bag! The bag!

It was right here.

Naughty daddy!

Woohoo! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Even buses don't go there.

I doubt it'd fetch even five thousand an acre.

KUBERAPURAM

"Kuberapuram."

Ma'am, it's our Prasad's son-in-law. He's a remarkable artist.

He quoted three thousand, but I fixed it at two.

He'd be our perfect Pratap.

Hi, hello. Pratap.

He's here, madam. I'll be with you in five minutes.

- Hop on. - Who's here?!

Hello, excuse me!

Did you know I'd be here?

I'm the one who made this deal happen.

Deal… What deal?

When will I see the money once the job is done?

I'll talk to Ms. Renu and make sure you get it.

Who's Renu?

She's the boss of this whole town.

- Alright, switch on the AC. - Huh?

It's not working.

Does this work at least?

Hey!

Hey! What are you doing? Hold the steering wheel!

Hey, turn it off.

- Hey, who are you? - The guy hates songs.

He can't stand music. Tasteless fellow!

- Hey… - Hey!

Brace for impact…

Hey! Who planted these trees in the middle of the road?

You irresponsible idiots!

- Hey! - Oh, my God!

Is the tree okay?

Nobody has minimum human decency anymore.

- Look! A scratch! - Hey, who's that?

- Where's that voice coming from? - Oh, God!

Get in…Get in!

Get down! Get out of the vehicle!

I don't have time to argue with you. Here, take this five hundred.

- Hey, Gowri! Gowri! - Hey!

- Gowri! Gowri! - First, get down and apologize.

Then I'll return your keys.

Is she crazy?

Hey!

Call me crazy again and I'll knock your teeth out.

Gowri, that guy's not from our town.

That's why he didn't get your obsession with...

- He didn't understand your love for trees. - I see.

Know your place and act accordingly.

Gowri! Gowri! Gowri!

We've got an urgent task. Can you get down, please?

Okay, Gowri. Sorry!

Not to me.

Sorry, tree.

That's better.

- She's strange. - Hand me the keys.

Confirm.

- Gowri, Gowri! Gowri! - Hey!

Can you drop him off at the mines?

I'll drop him if he apologizes.

So...

Hey, who apologizes to a tree?

She won't give you a choice.

- So what's that got to do with me? - You want the money or not?

Sorry, tree.

Not like that.

That's the road to the mine, isn't it?

No, that's the old mine. No one returns if they go there.

- You want me to drop you off there? - No, thank you.

You watch the front, I'll watch the back.

- Renu. - Yes?

Could this be the man who buys the mine?

What's this? You haven't started the work yet?

Ma'am, Gowri told us not to go there until the wiring's replaced.

Then get your salary from her too.

- Get back to work. - Okay, ma'am.

- Dad. - Yes!

Dad, look what I've made!

This is nothing, Dad.

I'll do better next time. Believe me.

- Look, there's a temple. Stop the vehicle. - Hold out your palm.

May you be blessed with a long married life.

The deity's right here. Why are they praying to the rat on top?

That's not a rat, son. It's a mongoose.

Kubera's sacred mount.

Our people believe Kubera lives up there in the hill, son.

They say he retreated into the hill, unable to bear the evil around him.

- Are you new here? - Yes.

What is your name?

Pratap!

Come on, let's get to the doctor. Hurry!

Prasad bro? Hey! Get down!

- What's wrong? - Get down. Get down.

- Brother. Stop! - Hey. Which way should I go?

Thirty years ago, my father started this mining company.

The village is full of gold.

You're actually getting a great deal, Mr. Swahili.

Where is the other land owner?

You know there's no deal without him.

I only believe anything, when I see it with my own eyes.

And I don't see the other owner here.

- Some tea? - No.

Nilgiri special.

Nairobi special.

Five minutes.

And trust me, you don't want to see me angry.

Brother! Prasad! Brother!

- Brother, get up. - Got electrocuted again?

- Get up. - Who asked you to go inside?

- Renu… - She's in a meeting. Wait here for a bit.

Oh!

Seriously?

Daddy?

Is the owner of the gold mine?

With all this gold here, why were you selling golgappas, Dad?

- Hello. Do you know who they are? - Yes.

That's Brahmayya uncle on the right. He's Renu's father.

The man on the left is the founder of Kubera wines.

- Wines? - Not wines, I said mines.

Uday Mannem. My dad.

- Hey! Uday Mannem is your dad? - Yes.

- I am his one and only proud son. - Hello, Ma'am. Okay.

What's your name?

- Pratap. - Yes?

Ma'am, it's not one person. There are two of them.

What do you mean, two?

- Hey! - Yes?

I am Pratap Mannem. Who are you?

Hey! If you're Pratap Mannem,

- am I Pratap Sunnam? Hey! - Get your hand off me! You!

- Hey, super. - Ma'am.

- I'm here, ma'am. - Hey, who are you?

- Hey... - Pratap...

- I am Pratap! - I am Pratap!

- Subba Rao! - I'm Subba Rao, sir.

- I'm Subba Rao. - Subba Rao?

- I'm Subba Rao. - But you said Pratap?

I'm Subba Rao. It's me! - Who are you?

And who are you all?

Hey, I'll handle him. Head upstairs.

Hey, I got suspicious when you asked for AC in the car.

- Sir, sir… let me give him a warning. - Hey, what do you want now?

- Pratap Mannem. Son of Uday Mannem. - Wait…

- Get it? - Hey, let me go!

- Look at the photo and the resemblance. - Release me!

Who knew a house cat could sire a tiger?

Hey!

You get up!

We are young, with a heart still spry.

A fearless soul that reaches the sky.

Breaking every barrier with dazzling flair.

Have some tea.

Tea… Tea… Tea! I don't want your goddamn tea!

- Coffee? - You know what? I am leaving.

- Wasting my goddamn time! - Please wait.

- He'll be here any moment. - When?

When will that moment come? Huh?

It's me… Subba Rao.

Damn! It's me…

- Pra… - Huh?

- Pratap? - Pratap?

Yes, Pratap.

- Swahili. - Hi, Mr. Swaleeli.

Okay. That's enough shaking. Let's go.

Mine?

Why are you looking at those documents?

No matter how you act, your pay is only Rs. 2,000.

- So, what's the actual deal? - Why must I tell you?

Why are you behaving like you own that land?

The Subba Rao you brought here certainly doesn't own it.