Salaar: Part 1 – Ceasefire (సలార్: పార్ట్ 1 – సీసెఫైర్)

In a far-off place,

amidst vengeance and enmity...

flourished an inseparable friendship.

Who is it? Who?

Hey, Deva! Forget it.

-Let's leave. -Tell Me...

Who is it?

Hey, Deva!

-Why did you touch him? -Deva, stop!

Oh...

I thought you were bringing a huge army...

But you've brought only this guy.

Just because you are born to my father

doesn't mean you have the right to wear that nose ring.

You have to earn it.

Just tell me what I need to do.

Do you see that wrestler?

He is my champion wrestler.

He has never been brought down.

Any challenger here?

There is no man here?

Make him fall to the ground...

And I will give it back to you.

How is that even possible? How can he make him fall to the ground?

Answer me, is there nobody here?

Absolutely no pressure.

The nose ring will remain with me until then.

You can get lost...

Step-brother.

Rudra, you are making a mistake.

But I thought you knew me.

But, you don't know about him.

He is a maniac.

Before he does something to you, give back my nose ring.

If there is anyone, come forward.

Oh, really!

What's he going to do?

Tell me!

Come on!

Is there no man here?

What is he even capable of?

At least, there is one man here.

Get lost!

Hey, Deva!

I told you to get lost!

Deva!

He is dead now.

Deva!

Deva...

Stop!

Deva...

Deva?

Deva!

Deva, get up! Deva!

Deva!

Deva!

Did he fall to the ground?

Let's help him.

Don't touch me!

Give it back!

Give it to me.

Touch his nose ring again...

It won't be an electric wire in my hands next time...

it will be an electric pole.

Let's go!

In a far-off place...

If you lose a battle...

You lose everything.

I killed her husband.

-Hey, I should go first. -No, I will go first.

-His wife belongs to me. -No one touches her until I do.

Hey, listen! She is mine.

But I killed her husband with my own hands, didn't I? She is mine.

Hey...

I won't spare anyone.

I will kill you all.

Go away from here!

Sir, don't stand in our way.

This is your father's order.

Nobody should disobey him.

It should happen.

Leave them right now, and in return...

I will give you one of my territories.

Varadha, think again.

I will give you Bharghat.

Bharghat is mine!

Bharghat is mine! Bharghat...

-Out of all our territories... -Bharghat belongs to me.

...that is the biggest territory.

That is exactly why I gave it to him, Baba.

Bharghat is mine!

No one outside of here should know about this.

Get lost now!

Hey, let's go.

Yeah! Bharghat belongs to me.

Deva...

I am here for you.

Don't worry.

You shouldn't stay here anymore.

You must leave immediately.

In a far-off place...

Even an unbreakable bond of friendship...

had to be broken.

Hey, make it quick.

Promise me...

that you will never come back to this place.

You should forget whatever happened here.

Promise me.

Deva! Deva!

For you, I will be a bait or...

be a shark.

For you, my friend...

whenever you call me...

I will come back to this place.

I don't know if you remember...

I used to tell you a story...

During the time of the Persian empire,

the Sultan wouldn't deploy his formidable army no matter how big the problem is.

Instead, he would go to only one man.

He would bring whatever the Sultan wished for...

and destroy whatever the Sultan rejected.

That man was called...

I remember, Baba.

Salaar!

He will come back again...

My Salaar!

The sun himself holding an umbrella

Came patting your shoulder

He pulls out the thorns from your feet With the finesse of his teeth

He guards you like an eyelid That is inseparable from the eye

Leaving the sky behind

He has come down to kiss the ground

He is the raindrop that never Exposes you to the harsh sun

Even before you think of calling him, He leaps into action for you

One is a sword

And the other is a conflict

One is a roar and the other a storm Together they make deluge

One is strategy and the other an army

When they walk together It's a great war

This is a friendship Of love and loyalty

May it flourish a hundred years

Please, come with me. I'll show you the stock.

Okay.

-Hello! -Bilal!

My daughter is on her way to India.

Have you gone crazy?

-Why did you allow her to come to India? -I didn't.

She left without my knowledge.

What if they get to know she is coming to India...

There is no "what if".

They have been searching for the past seven years.

They would've known by now.

Radha Rama...

Just because she has been sitting quietly in a corner

doesn't mean she is harmless.

You have no idea how powerful Radha Rama is today.

After all, Radha Rama's maid, Obulamma alone

has the power to decide the fate of elections in two or three states.

ELECTION CAMPAIGN

Speak.

We have finally found one...

but it's not him... we found his daughter.

Hey!

Krishnakanth had created eight fake passports for himself and his daughter.

And one of the passports has been used to book a ticket from the US to India.

Tomorrow at 6 o'clock in the morning...

she's landing at the Lal Bahadur Shastry International Airport, Babatpur.

Apart from this, Obulamma has two notorious henchmen.

Vedha...

Krishnakanth's daughter has come to India, sir.

Krishnakanth's daughter?

Hazare...

Tell me, Obulamma.

Krishnakanth's daughter has come to India...

I want her at any cost!

-Jessy! -Sir?

I am preoccupied with the elections.

Leave for Babatpur immediately.

Okay, sir.

For what you did to them seven years ago,

there is no way they will spare your daughter now.

Please do something, Bilal.

But what can I do now?

Only you know his whereabouts.

But...

You remember the promise, Bilal?

Brother, show us the goods.

Get out! All of you, out!

You said you would show the goods...

Out!

The time has come to fulfill your promise.

I know you cannot come.

I need to bring someone to you.

Whatever you instruct me to do...

I will follow.

Three vehicles at the airport parking.

Done.

In the street next to the airport...

There are two cars and a delivery van.

Come on... come on!