RRR (రౌద్రం రణం రుధిరం)

Swinging off branches, playing in valleys

I should be coddled In my mother's lap every day

The nightingale that sings From behind the tree

Should be with me as it reciprocates

With a cuckoo whenever I call her

Each day as it dawns

Mother, I should walk in your footsteps

Swinging off branches, playing in valleys

I should be coddled In my mother's lap every day

A good day of hunting, my dear?

Yes, it was rather.

Do you believe it?

It's amazing. Who's the artist?

What? This chit of a girl?

I want to have this little package on our mantelpiece.

-Edward. -Yes, sir.

The lady is giving you a token of appreciation for your child's song.

Take it, Loki.

At your service, milady.

At your service, my Lord.

Malli.

Loki, the money they gave you was not for the song.

They've bought your daughter with it.

Malli!

Malli... Malli!

Malli... Malli...

My child.

Please give me back my child.

I beg you!

I beg you. I fall at your feet.

Sergeant!

Do you comprehend the value of the bullet in your barrel?

It was manufactured in an English factory using English metals.

It crossed the seven seas in an English vessel.

By the time it reached the barrel of your gun,

it cost One Pound.

One Pound Sterling!

And you would want to squander it on

brown rubbish?

Clear the road.

Please don't take my child away… I'm begging you…

Give me my child--

Release our leader, Lala Lajpat Rai!

Otherwise we'll burn down this police station!

Release our leader, Lala Lajpat Rai!

Of course not, sir. We have done nothing to aggravate them.

They are protesting here because Lala Lajpat Rai

was arrested in Calcutta.

They're rabid!

We need reinforcements now!

It's going to take another seven hours.

Hold the line, damn it!

Let's burn them down!

Arrest that bastard!

And…

…bring him to me.

You bastard! Traitor!

You filthy traitor!

Arrest that bastard!

And bring him to me.

Arrest that bastard!

And bring him to me.

Snatch his lathi!

Good God!

That mob!

I was scared out of my wits, sir!

He scares me more.

On the occasion of the annual special officers' ceremony,

only three have been deemed worthy out of 75 candidates

for their exceptional contribution.

They are Philip Anderson,

Charles Langford,

Frank Poole.

As for the rest of you, better luck next year.

Disperse!

Greetings, sir.

He is Mr. Venkat Avadhani.

Special adviser to the Nizam.

Governor Scott is not in India.

State the purpose of your visit to Mr. Edward.

When Governor Scott visited Adilabad recently

he brought back a little girl.

The Nawab has sent me to tell you something about it.

It's regarding the girl we brought from the Deccan.

It is our police department's opinion that the girl be returned to her village.

It is the Nawab's opinion too.

Why so?

It is a Gond child that you've brought, sir.

-So? -So what?

-Do they have two horns on their head? -No.

They are innocent people.

Even if you oppress them, they won't raise their voice.

But they have a trait.

They like staying in herds like sheep.

Even if one lamb goes missing, it causes them great distress.

This is why the herd has a shepherd.

He protects the herd with his life.

So this tribal is going to shoot down the mighty British empire

with his bow and arrows.

So is this tribal going to take us down?

Don't misunderstand me.

I'm only trying to tell you about him.

The shepherd will travel however far to retrieve the missing lamb.

Be it morning or night,

sun or rain, rocks, mountains, valleys, peaks...

He will search every nook and corner.

If he happens to find the lamb in the tiger's mouth,

he will break its teeth, pry its jaws open and take the lamb back to its herd.

It seems that the shepherd has come to Delhi to begin his hunt.

The trap is set. Alert our brother.

Jangu, it's not a wolf. It's a tiger.

Jangu!

I am using you for my need.

Forgive me, brother.

We've been searching every corner of Delhi for six months now.

We are doing everything we can to find Malli.

Do you think

Malli is alive?

Akthar! Where did you disappear off to?

-That... -There's a lot of work. Come on.

Give it to me.

Hey! You!

Greetings, sir.

The engine died on me again. What did you repair?

I've been kicking and kicking

and this damn thing won't start.

Let me check, sir.

It's on reserve, sir.

I'm sorry.

What's the bloody trick?

I didn't do anything, sir.

You removed something earlier and attached it now

-so that you can charge me again? -I didn't do anything.

You cheating bastard!

There's no fault of mine, sir.

Sir. Please forgive him, sir.

-I didn't do anything, sir. -Forgive him, sir.

Sir, sir...

-Please forgive him, sir. -Robert, please stop it.

I didn't do anything, sir.

This will never happen again! I beg you.

-Oh, God! -Lord, have mercy!

Son.

-Careful, son. -Brother, are you okay?

He is a monster.

Look how badly he has beaten him.

Why are you hiding your anger, son?

If they come to know the truth about me,

they will punish you all for giving me shelter.

You're protecting me, an outsider.

I shouldn't cause you any harm.

Come what may, I'll never let anyone know my true identity.

And that is the gist of it.

We have a hunter targeting the Governor, roaming free in Delhi.

We shouldn't really be bothering about imbecile tribes.

However our good friend, the Nizam,

thinks that they might trouble us.

And since this concerns the Governor, we should act on it.

-And with a good deal of bother. -Alright, sir.

We will apprehend this bugger.

Though I would rather roast this swine on a bed of coals.

Well said, sir!

Let us have the file, sir.

Well, yes, that is the catch, officer.

We have nothing on him.

You mean nothing?

Identifying features?

Criminal history?

It's quite an impossible task.

How the hell are we supposed to catch him?

Do they expect us to capture a tribal with no criminal history?

The one that accomplishes the impossible

will be promoted to the rank of special officer.

Do you want him dead or alive?

I can vouch for this man.

If anyone can do the job, it's him.

You bring him dead, you receive a bounty.

You bring him alive, you will be promoted to special officer.

We don't need to search all over Delhi.

What he wants is in Scott's bungalow.

He will be somewhere around there.

He will definitely come there.

How do we find him among so many people?

He will think that his enemy's enemies are his friends.

We should act like we are with him.

Before we do that,

find out where all the revolutionaries and rebels

have their meetings.

Bow your heads before you go inside

and stay that way until you come out.

Do your job and leave.

Show me your IDs.

You.

ID.

I forgot it, sir.

-Hey... -Stop, stop it.

-Stop. -Forgive me, sir.

-Why are you hitting him like that? -He's forgotten his ID, ma'am.

That doesn't give you the right to treat him like an animal.

Sorry, ma'am.