Santa Banta Pvt Ltd

Greetings. Please have a seat.

In our country, we have people from many different caste and creed...

Hindu, Muslim, Catholic, Jain, Parsi and... Sikh

Courageous, generous, fearless, big-headed...

cheerful and true patriots.

This is the story of two Sikh friends.

Who used to live in Patiala, Punjab.

If there was one thing they owed their fame to:

It was their attitude.

Well, yes! He used to become innocent, childlike, jolly.

To such an extent, that no opponent ever got suspicious of them

and they would vvin the war right under his nose!

So, now, let's enter the wonderful World of Santa and Banta.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

"This is the story of Santeshwar Singh Sollad."

"And Banteshwar Singh Bollad."

"Better known as Santa and Banta."

"No melody, no beat, no walk or style."

"No looks or dough, they are both broke."

"They want to live like this. No sweat, no work."

"They want to live like this. No sweat, no work."

"They march to their ovvn beat. The World can take care of itself."

"The World can take care of itself."

"Go for it." - It's pariridges or quails?"

"Santa and Banta."

"Santa and Banta. Here come Santa and Banta."

"Santa and Banta."

"Santa and Banta. Here come Santa and Banta."

"They have come along."

"They have come along."

"They have come along."

"The corpses rise from their grave, when they see them arrive."

"They come second in the race even if they run alone."

"They are a burden. - Santa! - They eat way too much. - Banta!"

"They are a burden. - Santa! - They eat way too much. - Banta!"

"They march to their ovvn beat. The World can take care of itself."

"The World can take care of itself."

"So it's..."

"Santa and Banta."

"Santa and Banta. Here they come."

"They are the desi boys."

"They are the crazy boys."

"Santa and Banta."

"Santa and Banta. Here they come."

"Get ready!"

"Control yourself, buddy! Oh, the cash!"

Hi, how was your day?

OkBY-

Position A, please respond.

Why are you still awake?

You're on, Akbar. - Yes, sir.

It's difficult to say anything right now, sir.

There was no threat, no ransom call.

Neither did he have any personal feud with anyone.

I went to Mr. Shankafis house personally, sir.

I met his wife, Ms. Kareena and his best pal, Mr. Sonu Sultan.

Sir, Mr. Shankafis kidnapping can be linked to people...

...invo|ved in the investigation being conducted on him.

What kind of investigation? - Oh, no, it's...

Akbar? What kind of investigation? - Yes, sir?

There is an offshore shipping company called Royal Marine...

...and Mr. Shankar had some evidence against it.

I'm sure some influential people are using this company...

...as a front for illegal business.

Their identities will be revealed, very soon.

He believed, the company used the shipping business as a front...

...whi|e concluding illegal businesses at the back, sir.

Yes, sir. And I wish to say... Hello? Hello!

Oh, no!

Hanumant. - Sir.

Keep this case top secret. - Sir.

Send for the list from the IB.

And send our top agents there, at once.

Absolutely.

Why did this have to happen just in time for the elections?

"Neither the will to live, nor the fear of death."

"The mobile you are trying is currently off."

I told you to come to my cabin, at once, right?

People could have gotten here from overseas, in that time.

Sir, I got a call. -A call?

Which call could be more impodant than my call?

Nature's call, sir. I went to the washroom.

You can't give a senior immature answers.

Do you know what a senior means? - I do, sir.

A senior is a senior and a junior is a junior.

A senior keeps talking, while a junior keeps listening.

A senior issues orders, which the junior follows.

The senior sits, while the junior stands. - Enough!

I didn't ask you to give a lecture about seniors.

The agents list was to arrive from the IB. What about it?

Sir, the agents‘ list is here.

Yes. Good. Thank you.

Jai, Veeru.

Who is Jai and Veeru?

They have many aliases.

They change names depending on the missions.

Jai-Veeru, aka, Jantar-Manta, aka Tikka Mikka, aka Sheila Munni.

Aka, Santa Banta.

Also known as? - That was the last alias.

They are going by these names at the moment.

Locate them both, at once. Go on.

No, make me stay. Have another go at it.

What is it? Why don't you leave?

You talk too much!

Jai Veeru, aka, Santa Banta.

"Be it London or America."

"Italy or Africa."

"We are famous all over."

"They know what we can do."

"Be it London or America. Italy or Africa."

"We are famous all over. They know what we can do."

"Here, there, everywhere."

"The beats of our drum, echo everywhere."

"The flute plays..."

"The flute plays, Santa plays the flute."

"Everywhere. Santa plays the flute, Banta plays the flute."

"Santa Banta! The Jats play their flute."

"Everywhere. Santa plays the flute."

"Banta plays the flute."

"The best of pals, the best men amongst the Sikhs."

"Every kid knows them, how can you not know them?"

"No matter where they go, they rock the place."

"The flute plays..."

"When it's 7 pm, the tables are set out.'."

"We don't sip a few drinks, we empty the bottle."

"When the liquor hits, when we are totally drunk...

...we go to the disco and shoo everyone away."

"We dance like Michael Jackson and we rock the world!"

"The flute plays. Santa plays the flute."

"Everywhere. The flute plays, Banta plays the flute."

"Santa and Banta. Santa plays the flute, Banta plays the flute."

"Everywhere. The flute plays. Banta plays the flute."

"Santa and Banta."

"They are cute, handsome and we think, they're gorgeous."

"They get our vote for |ove."

"They are smad and gorgeous. They are so cool!"

"Everywhere. Santa and Banta."

"The girls like us and fight over us."

"They invite us to all their pariies."

"Every girl's parents are ready to marry them to us."

"Whenever Santa passes by, Billoo opens her window."

"The flute plays. Santa plays the flute."

"Everywhere. The flute plays. Banta plays the flute."

"Santa and Banta." - "Santa plays the flute."

"Everywhere. The flute plays. Santa plays the flute."

"Santa plays the flute."

"Santa and Banta." - "Santa plays the flute."

Hey, that's a thousand rupee

Banta! I saw it first.

No, that's wrong! I saw it first.

I saw it first.

Okay, fine. Let's split it, fifty fifty.

Done. So, that's a hundred...

mwhat about the remaining?

Right, buddy.

Oh, Mr. Balbir!

Bante! It's Mr. Ballu, the police officer.

So, the wedding is in your family?

Oh, no! So, you rascals are here, too?

Come on, get going. Get out of here.

Don't push us around.

We are your friends. - Yes.

What? My guests?

You can't pile on at my party, just like that!

Who are you? What do you think, you are worih?

All you can do is gatecrash weddings and eat for free.

You bathe at the lake and sleep in your truck.

I tell you, Billoo did the right thing.

She left you and went away, Santa!

If she hadn't left you, you would have made her live like you.

She was spared, poor girl!

Banta, I am going to tell her, today.

Hello.

I loves you.

Insolent man! What did you say?

Come on! Why did you hit me, when you didn't hear me?

Someone reminded me of you. - Oh.

He shook my mind up. Another one.

Go ahead, buddy. I'm listening.

Another drink, not another verse.

I thought, you meant the verse.

Banta. - Tell me.

What Mr. Ballu said...

He shouldn't have said it. - He shou|d've said it, earlier!

I'm glad Billoo left me and went away.

I deserve it.

I am a burden on the earih. Another one!

Finish this drink first, buddy.

Another verse, not another drink!

Let's hear it, buddy. I'm listening.

Listen to this. - Yes.

Forget the preamble, just listen to it, directly.

Another one. - How about the first verse, first?

Another drink, not a verse!

Billoo, you're so cunning, my darling.

Hey, you! Zip it.

Can I say something, buddy?

That human road roller, Balbir...

...has brutally grazed the tractor that is your heart.

He wanted to put the brakes on your honor and he did it!