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Sorry, I had too much to drink last night.

What to do I do? I am going crazy.

You know how can I be?

But, Dad, why show your resentment on food?

You know what?

When...

When Tansen used to sing the Megh Malhar raga,

it'd rain down from the skies.

The raga that you guys sang yesterday

brought tears down my eyes.

Dad, enough of the drama.

Eat something. You haven't eaten all day.

I've lost the rhythm of my life, son.

Who is going to Nainital?

Gangaram, how come you are here?

I never called you.

Badke messaged me. I thought I should call back,

but then I thought I'd visit you. What is the matter?

Well...

Dad... actually...

I messaged you from his phone.

The milk you've been supplying

has been curdling.

I can't give it to the kids.

That's impossible! What are you saying?

Well, sir... it's taking some time to get the blueprint approved.

It's a government job, you know.

Gangaram, I don't have any time at all.

Whatever you want to get done, do so while I'm alive.

I don't trust them even 1%.

Dad, don't say such things in his presence.

First, eat something.

No, son. All of you eat, enjoy yourself.

Sir, what's the conflict with food?

Food isn't your enemy. Open your mouth.

-No... -Open your mouth.

Yes, good.

One is never hungry for food, but for love.

Let's go, kids.

You'll know when your kids grow up and you become old.

Okay, sir. I'll take your leave now.

Why don't you have some tea before you go?

-Daughter-- -How will I make tea?

The milk has curdled.

I have a rehearsal. I'm playing Indra's role.

There are too many dialogues.

-I'll see you soon. -Okay, take care.

Okay, sir.

You couldn't eat when we fed you?

But you could eat out of Gangaram's hands?

You trust him a lot, don't you? I'll explain his ploy to you.

Look, he doesn't want the NOC for a shelter home.

He wants to make it industrial. Have a look.

Shishupal...

I trust Gangaram more than myself.

You trust Gangaram more than your own children?

-Will you play rummy? -I don't want to play with you.

You think we're twos and threes, while you're a king!

You'll suffer because of Gangaram and the land

and also because of Babloo and Rinki's affair.

Mark my words!

This is no place to play. Get up!

Your boss has messaged.

Ex-boss.

What happened? What are you looking at?

He has found a new pet.

Both of them are drinking together.

I told you there's nothing to gain here.

Let's sell our two-acre plot and leave.

How can we just leave?

It must be clear now that Gangaram is building a factory there.

But until Dad plays along, our hands are tied.

And Dad isn't playing along.

You also know that Badke will only look out for himself, not us.

That's why let's just take what we're getting and leave.

No, we can't do that.

Remember, that friend of yours... The lawyer... Dilip!

Call him up, talk to him.

So this is the whole scenario.

Legally speaking, Uncle's plot

-doesn't belong to him alone. -Meaning?

Legally speaking, land ownership is of two types.

Even I know that.

Industrial and agricultural.

Look, there's inherited land, which is received from forefathers.

The second type is acquired land, which we purchase on our own.

Dad's land was given to him by Grandpa.

Yes.

So the land given by Uncle's father doesn't belong to him alone.

It belongs to his children...

and also to their children.

So, if he doesn't own the land, how can he give it to Gangaram?

That's true.

Legally speaking, submit an application in court.

Challenge your father to give you your share of the land.

And for his share of the land,

-he can do whatever he wants. -You're suggesting that I sue Dad?

Legally speaking, this is common.

Everybody fights, For example, Mukesh and Anil.

Amit and Ajit. Mulayam and Shivpal.

But they're all brothers, man!

In today's times, even brothers are fighting each other.

No, I can't make Dad go through a court battle.

Suggest another way.

So, you're determined to make me work over this issue?

Come on, man. Do it for me, please.

There's one way out.

Insanity clause.

I'm well-acquainted with the local CMO.

I'll introduce you to him.

Just pay him some money.

He'll visit your house

and declare Uncle insane.

This will make his will inadmissible in court.

Then Gangaram will be out and after some time...

even Uncle will get used to the electric shocks.

What are you saying, man?

Legally joking!

Sir, the cow's refusing to be milked.

Play the news channel. She'll wake up.

Brother, tell Manoj to collect the dung.

Manoj will collect the dung, and you can collect the vomit.

-Hello, young master! -How are you?

I'm good. What brings you here? Sit.

Very nice.

Gangaram, I've got your work done.

But I didn't tell you to do anything.

Here's your NOC.

I've signed it.

But I can see only your sign.

What about your siblings?

-You won't need their signatures. -Why?

Because they both have issued

a power of attorney in my name.

I'm giving you an NOC on their behalf.

Wow! Wonderful!

-A miracle! -I'm in dire need.

Yes, I know that you love money very much.

But I didn't know that you hated your sister so much.

I told you... I'm in need.

Think about it.

When your brother and sister find out what you've done,

they'll hate you for it.

They'll see a cement factory come up on their beloved plots.

They'll curse you a lot, young master!

Enough, man!

Just...

It makes no difference to me.

It makes no difference.

Whether my brother curses me, my sister or my father.

It's all right.

I'm used to it now.

I want Rs. 70 lakh.

What?

One minute. Look after the file.

Tell me...

What... Have a seat.

What?

She's upset. She's not eating. Then she won't give milk.

See!

Rs. 70 lakh.

-Twenty-five. -Sixty-five.

-Twenty-seven. -Sixty.

-Twenty-nine. -Fifty-five.

Thirty.

All right, 50. That's it.

Twenty-five.

You just said 30, man!

Why are you going down? From 30, come to 35.

All right, 30.

In cash, right now.

Lallan, get the bag with 30.

And some tea for sir.

Look, God...

Sorry.

Look, God...

He's a very good guy.

And I don't know since when he's been in love with me.

And you know the kind of shit...

shady boys I met in America.

So, I... please...

I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

And you know what's right or wrong.

So, if this is right, then...

give me a signal, please.

The signal.

Thank you.

And keep my brothers in a good mood today, okay?

Please. Thank you.

Let's play cricket. I'll be in one team.

You both can be in the other team. Okay?

-Toss? -Do you have a coin?

Kush has a coin, brother.

Kush, come play with us.

You can take two turns to bat.

Yes, give him two turns.

But both of you brothers will be in different teams.

Okay.

-Let's go! -Come on!

Wow!