The Family Man (द फ़ैमिली मैन)

-What are you doing tonight? -Nothing new.

I'll go home and listen to my wife complain

that the boss pays a measly salary and I work extra hours.

Step on the gas.

Let's get there before seven

and watch the new Salman Khan film.

If you buy me the ticket, I'll get you there before seven.

Done, buddy.

What's going on?

Looks like there was an accident.

Get rid of this!

Let's get the hell out of here!

You there! Stop!

-Stop! Damn you! -Get out!

Where are you coming from?

From the market.

I see. What's your name?

Cat got your tongue, fucker?

Let's see some ID, shall we?

Feroz Ahmed.

-What are you carrying in the truck? -Nothing.

-Is it beef? -No, it's not beef.

Check the back of the truck.

-What is it? Tell me. -It's mutton.

Mutton?

-Bhaskar! -Yes?

These motherfuckers are carrying beef!

Motherfucker!

Brother, it's not beef. I swear to God!

Fucker, come out! How dare you!

Come here, motherfucker! I'll show you!

Did you really think

that if you'll kill our holy cow we won't do anything about it?

We'll slaughter all of you!

You dare slaughter the holy cow, our mother?

You will be slaughtered too!

Beat the fuck out of them!

Hold him straight!

Motherfucker!

Two men, Amjad Ali, and Feroz Ahmed

were beaten to death by a mob outside Pune

under suspicion of carrying beef.

One died on the spot and the other, on the way to the hospital.

Investigations reveal the meat was not even beef--

Why do you watch such news?

Is it going to stop them from doing such things?

That's not what I meant.

Then what do you mean, Jonali?

You want me to stop thinking about this?

Kareem, you can retaliate. But not through anger.

Retaliate through your work, the way you always do.

Mere words won't help.

Kareem, such thoughts don't make you any different from them.

This is the only language they understand.

Because people have become numb from within.

They watch such news every day and then they say...

"What's going on in this country?"

And that's it!

People have a five-minute attention span these days.

After five minutes

they watch a funny video, and forget everything.

Kareem, please!

Stop being this negative!

Sometimes, you seem scarier than them.

That's good. Today, you're scared

-tomorrow, they'll be. -Oh, shut up, Kareem!

Not everyone's wielding a sword.

But the ones with the swords are calling the shots.

Hello.

Are you new here?

-Yes. -Got cigarettes?

No.

Give me a cup of tea.

I'll need to make it. It'll take time.

No!

Don't touch the teddy bear.

-Will you make the tea or not? -You really want it?

I thought you won't wait for just a cup.

-It will take time. -Do you not want customers?

You come here to sleep?

-Hello, this is Shinde. -What's the update?

I've been watching the box since I arrived.

I'll let you know if something happens.

Bulletproof glass!

You know why it's here?

So that your fellow terrorists can't attack you.

Then, there's us fools...

trying to save your life.

Tell me the truth. What's Zulfiqar?

Zulfiqar?

Mission Zulfiqar.

I don't know anything about this mission.

-I just want to see my mother-- -If you loved your mother so much

why the hell did you go to Syria?

Do you remember the 2002 riots?

At that time...

my uncle used to live in Baroda.

Mom, Dad and my sister were visiting him.

They didn't step out of the house for two days.

They were hoping...

that the riots would end soon.

But they didn't.

Two days later...

a mob entered the house.

My mother and sister hid under the bed.

They witnessed it all.

They watched the mob slaughter my father and my uncle.

My sister screamed involuntarily.

Those bastards dragged them out...

and thrashed them like animals!

My mom wasn't lucky enough. She survived.

Since then...

she wakes up screaming every single night.

My father, sister, and my uncle...

appear in her dreams every night.

You have a family as well.

If something like this would've happened to them...

what would you do?

I can't even imagine what your family went through.

But an eye for an eye...

will leave the whole world blind.

You want to meet your mother, right?

Then tell me something useful.

You're not going to stay here as a patient forever.

Think, Moosa!

Excuse me.

Smoking is not allowed in the hospital.

-Where is it allowed, then? -Outside the hospital.

Moosa, I'll be back.

The students of Victoria College have always been this way.

They just call themselves "students."

But in fact, they're always bitching about the country.

And I'm sure you're right.

I suspect them too.

One of those bastards is responsible for the blast.

Do you suspect anybody in particular?

Someone with a criminal record or something.

I have the list ready. They're all anti-nationals.

Alright. Okay...

Tell me the names of the ones with prior arrest warrants.

There are four.

The first one is Junaid.

He's been studying here for two years.

Then, there's Sait, who's been here for three years.

Sajid. He took up a three-year course

but has been at it for six years now!

Amir Peeran, he's from Pune.

But he used to study in Saudi Arabia before.

All of them are in custody, sir.

Hold on!

I asked you to make a list.

How could you arrest them without a warrant?

Don't worry about the warrant, sir.

Leave it to me. It's a routine.

And these bastards are elusive.

Let's use our time with them wisely.

-They are locked up in a cell here. -Okay, I'm on my way.

Why have you arrested us?

Do you have a warrant?

Bloody motherfucker! This is my warrant!

Want me to shove it up?

Fucker!

You've arrested us because we are Muslims.

Damn it! Has he lost it?

Sir...

Sir, I don't even know them.

-Why am I here with-- -Shut up!

-You're a fucking coward. -Don't call me a coward.

-I am nothing like you. -Shut the hell up!

You think you're here to gossip?

Just answer my questions, that's it!

Sir, we don't know anything about the bomb blast.

Why are you questioning us?

You piece of shit!

Hello, sir.

Do you have any evidence on the ones you have arrested?

What will we do with evidence, sir?

-We already know everything. -Really?

They're all anti-nationals.

Sir, they were partying on the day of the blast.

And if Pakistan wins a match against India

they'll party all night!

And that makes them anti-national?

Have you lost it, Jadhav?

Sir, you'd asked me to conduct an investigation

and to round up suspects in the college, right?

Sir, just give me two days.

I'll shove a baton up their asses and get the truth out.

You'll get a written confession.

Do you want a written confession

with a baton shoved up their asses?

What a waste of time!

Any movement at the drop box?

Crows are shitting on it. Nothing else.

The local police have the place under 24/7 surveillance.

I hope they don't doze off.

I hope so, too.

For fuck's sake!

Get lost!

Don't touch the teddy bear, asshole!