Crakk: Jeetega... Toh Jiyegaa (जीतेगा: तो जिएगा!)

My brother Nihal used to say.

Life plays games with everyone.

But a real player,

plays with life.

Fearlessly. Daringly.

And his mind is a little --

The stakes are higher this time.

The cops are on high alert.

250 for pole touch

500 for sliding.

1000 for the parapet.

And rooftop.

-How much? -Twenty.

Twenty?

-Twenty what? -Twenty thousand!

Because it's a dangerous stunt.

All go, no show!

Okay, deal.

But...who's up for it?

Who else?

I will.

Siddhu!

Siddhu!

Crack. He is totally crack.

Passengers, please pay attention.

He is winning.

Hey, move side. Hello.

A mad man is on the roof-top of the train.

Wait, I will go and check.

In which compartment is he?

Run. Cops.

It will be done now.

-Do your job properly! -I am doing it, Mr. Dixit.

Dixit!

The cops nearly arrested me today.

They should lock you up forever.

If you keep this up,

all my pension money will be spent in getting you out of jail.

I am your son. You don't have any other choice.

-What did you say? -Hey, Siddhu.

When is the next stunt?

Right now. At home, with my father.

-Want to join me? -Hello, uncle.

Hello, uncle. He is a kid, uncle?

A kid?

I've grown old waiting for him to grow up.

You have started again.

Youth is a feeling.

Don't blame me if he doesn't feel that way.

Look at Dhoni.

At the age of 32, he lifted the World Cup.

What did you do?

Do you want me to lift something?

There you go.

-Siddhu. -You fool!

God made you a natural sportsman.

Had you played for the country, you would have got a job, a medal.

And pension after retirement.

The outcome of the game you want to play is death, son.

Nothing more.

And no one knows that better than us.

People are dying out there anyway.

Except for a few games,

all one gets is a metal cup and a couple of medals.

You do know who I'm talking about.

Brijesh Dixit!

My father.

He bagged three bronze medals in the Commonwealth.

And now, he worries every day for his son's salary and pension.

Stop it, Siddhu.

Sport is my passion.

I don't want my photo in the newspaper,

but I want to see the sunset from a skyscraper.

Honestly speaking, father.

I want money, that's all.

-Siddhu. -Come on.

-I'll give you money. -Listen.

-You want money, don't you? -Listen to me.

-Don't interrupt. -Please don't do this.

-Siddhu. -You keep quiet.

Siddhu, what is going on?

Please don't pay attention. Please!

You want money, don't you? Here's the money.

Pick it up.

Take it!

And go buy that dream house of yours!

Pick it up.

Can't touch it, can you?

Your brother also went after this money.

Only the bag came back.

Since then, none of us touched this bag.

Neither you nor me nor her.

Why?

Speak up, Siddhu.

Why?

Siddhu, where are you going?

Siddhu. Siddhu.

Siddhu!

Are you okay, bro?

I am if you are there.

How do you always win?

-Duck, tuck, roll -What?

Listen.

Duck down, tuck your shoulders.

And look straight. Understood.

Stop on the side.

-I'll make sure, -Sir.

-you two stay in jail forever. -Unbelievable.

Do you want to take an exit from life?

Not exit, sir.

We want to enter.

Really?

Where?

Tell him.

Shrikant sir,

there are places where people let go of themselves.

And there are places where they redeem themselves.

Maidaan.

It's a world of extreme sports,

where players from all over the world risk their lives to compete. Do you know?

The stakes are so high,

that even your calculator will fall short of numbers.

My true love!

Bro, our true love.

Is this a playground or a superstar?

But how to get there?

It's simple, uncle.

Keep uploading such videos on the internet.

They will watch and send an invite.

They will send an invite,

to both of us.

We'll enter the Maidaan, conquer it,

and give everyone a tough fight.

No.

No.

No.

Yes.

Yes.

The rat is here.

Hey, Philip.

How was your date last night?

-It was good. -Good.

Let's play.

Since when have you been dating the police?

You see.

God doesn't need a reason to kill.

But I have one.

Only one.

Betrayal.

Your informer is dead.

You put him there.

You are responsible.

Sir, we all know these races, these games,

this Maidaan is illegal.

These junkies are no national threat.

Sir.

Dev.