Mumbai Saga

The Portuguese named this city Bom Bahia...

... and gave it as a wedding gift to the British.

It wasn't their father's property.

And the British changed its name to Bombay.

Drive faster.

But now enough.

This city won't be known by a name...

... given by the British!

This city belongs to our Goddess Mumba Devi.

She's our mother.

This city will no longer be known as Bombay...

... but as Mumbai!

What will it be called?

Mumbai!

- What will it be called? - Mumbai!

What will this city be called?

Mumbai!

- What are you doing? - Sorry, sir.

Turn the car around. Quickly.

Turn it around.

Don't mess with my family.

Turn the car around.

Take a left.

If you mess with a Marathi, He will hit back.

If anyone dares to take your rights...

... he'll be lying on the streets covered in his own blood.

I have warned the government...

If you have your guy in Dubai

... I have mine in Dadar..

Stay in line.

Boss.

Let me get into the VIP line please.

It's not for you... for VIPs only.

- A line won't define my status. - I see...

When you have status you don't stand in lines.

Stay in your line.

Ok my lord, prayers from here only for today.

Pay up. Pay up. Come on pay up...

Where's the protection money?

Pay up. Pay up.

Come on. Come on.

Cash only. Cash only.

Where's your protection money?

Come on, hurry up, hurry up.

But I paid two days ago.

Rascal!

You paid two days ago, huh!

What is all this? What is it?

Ours is a partnership, and this is our share of profits.

All these shops are Gaitonde's property.

Look at me.

Our job is to collect his share...

... your job is to pay with no questions asked.

Understood.

Come on.

It's become a routine with them.

They come, they scare, they take our money.

Nonsense...

This is not acceptable.

It is...

It has always been, and always will be.

If not Gaitonde, there will be some Shinde or a Lande.

- This will continue. - You're absolutely right, father.

Someone's always going to be there.

Yes someone will always be around, but it won't be you.

The local boys have no guts to stand up to anyone.

Do you seriously think I'll get all wired up with your speech...

... and go beat them up.

Stop your drama and go to college.

No one's going to get into a fight for your sake.

I can see that.

See what?

How you waste your days at the gym evenings with volleyball,

and nights with carrom.

Your entire life revolves around it.

And you're busy building hospitals, aren't you?

Someday I will.

Do come if you need treatment...

... only if your blood starts to boil.

Come, I'll drop you to school.

If we wait here any longer, she'll make my life hell.

Come on.

Bye.

One bread-butter and tea.

Careful.

What a guy...

Are you playing on our team or theirs?

- I missed... - Balls you missed.

Out with the truth now.

How many cream rolls did he offer you?

Speak up. Come on.

Leave it, he's always going to be a loser.

I'll show you someday...

A man should have nerves of steel...

... even cats have long whiskers.

Where's the protection money?

- How old are you? - Thirty-two.

- And I am twelve. - Quite the grown-up.

Not yet, I am not.

But in a couple of years I'll be 20, and you'll be 40.

I'll be bigger and stronger...

... but you won't be.

If we meet again, then what will you do?

What will I do?

What will I do?

Amartya.

Gaitonde's men are beating up Arjun.

Arjun!

Arjun!

Amar. I've brought dinner.

Sit.

I stay quiet for his sake.

Even my blood boils...

Even I get furious...

But I stay quiet for his sake.

Because if anything happens to me...

... there will be no one to look after him.

I know. We all know.

And if anything had happened to him...

... then no one could've controlled me.

Hey.

How is your brother?

Tell that rug rat not to be a wise-guy.

You managed to save his life yesterday.

But the next time I'll chop his head off and throw him down.

Now pay up.

Whoever pays them...

... will lose his arm next!

No more protection money!

Rascal!

Who chopped off Potya's hand?

He's a local kid, sir.

His name is Amartya.

What hole were you in when he was chopping his hand?

I... that...

That?

Do you have that?

Then why were you watching like a coward?

You get paid by the government and me too...

... but work for neither.

What's your job?

What is your job?

To look the other way.

When?

When my boys are bashing someone up.

Not when my guys are getting bashed up.

Understood.

I want to see that guy in here before 5pm.

Otherwise, I'll make you wipe Potya's ass for the rest of your life!

Understand?

What are you still sitting here for?

Get up. Go...

Enjoying a meal here.

- Shengya... - Yes, boss.

Send that builder in.

- Chopped off his hand. - Totally.

And beat everyone up.

Left, right, and centre.

Shut up!

It's all your fault.

Why did you have to argue with them?

Huh...

I never said a word for your sake.

And you want to be a hero.

Amartya.

Your time's come.

Come, the boss is calling you.

I've a question, Mastekar.

You don't have a tail...

... then what do you wag in front of Gaitonde?

Take him in!

No one touches me.

I'll come myself.

Look after him.

Take him away.

Let's go.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Did you chop Potya's hand?

He lay a hand on my brother.

And anyway, I did him a favor by chopping his hand.

He can't take protection money anymore...

... but at least he can beg.

After I am through with you, you won't even be able to beg.

Take a look.

Take one good last look at the setting sun.

Because it won't rise for you again.

Have you ever heard about the night not letting the sun rise.

Nari Khan.

Amartya Rao.

I'm serving time for narcotics.

And you?

For daring.

Beat him! Beat him!

Beat him! Beat him!

Kill him!

Hey... Stay back!

Back.

Gaitonde, that's enough!

Gaitonde!

Look at the sun!