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You had your dinner, right?
Now go and pack your school bag.
That's done, Mother.
Then go to bed.
If you don't wake up in time for school...
I'll pour water over your head.
Mother, the TV isn't working.
Ask Father to fix it.
Why don't you ask your Grandma?
She doesn't turn the TV off even during a thunderstorm.
Come to bed, Son.
Oh God, when will he wake up tomorrow?
I can't sleep, Father. Tell me a story.
No story tonight.
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Just one story, Father. Then I'll sleep.
I have run out of stories, Son.
Tell me the story that Grandpa narrates.
- Which one? Pakkanar's story? - Yes.
Will you sleep if I tell you that?
Okay, then.
Long ago, in a faraway land...
lived two friends named Ambu and Chathu.
Their livelihood depended on cutting bamboo in the forest.
Even on that day,
Ambu and Chathu went to the forest...
which was full of lions, tigers, and elephants, to cut bamboo.
Why?
They make baskets and sieves out of the bamboo.
Then they sell them in the market.
What for?
They use the money to buy rice and other things.
That's how they supported their family.
Did they make a lot of money selling baskets?
They didn't make a lot of money.
But they were happy with what they had.
While cutting the bamboo...
Chathu found a pot buried in the ground.
It was filled with gold coins.
How did a pot of gold get there?
-Maybe some king's men buried it, -Ambu, look what I found.
when they went to war.
- Ambu and Chathu were delighted... - It's gold!
- to see so much gold. - It was there.
They believed that God had given it to them...
feeling sorry for their suffering.
What will they do with so much gold, Father?
They don't have to cut bamboo anymore.
That's what they thought.
Such is human nature.
Ambu, if we take this with us, everybody will come to know.
Let's wait until it's dark.
I'm hungry.
Let me get something to eat.
Okay.
Where do you get food in the forest?
An old granny lived in the forest.
She gave food to those who went to the forest to work.
- Thank you, granny. - Yes.
Ambu was missing,
- when Chathu came back with food. - Ambu!
Did Ambu run away with the gold?
Be patient, my boy.
- Ambu! - Let me tell the story.
Ambu!
How could he do that, Father?
They were friends.
They found gold, Son.
Nobody in this world can resist the lure of gold.
Will we become like that if we get a lot of gold?
Maybe.
I won't become like that. What about you, Father?
Is that blood, Father?
Chathu didn't want to share the gold with Ambu.
So he had poisoned the food that granny gave him.
So nobody got the gold?
Son...
when we get too greedy...
we forget our family and friends.
Greed destroys us.
That's how it is!
That's how people are!
- Hey, no! - Hey!
Come on, guys!
Mashar!
KAVUMCHIRA, KASARAGOD
- Pass the ball. - Come on, guys.
- Don't go near the water. - Mashar!
- Hey Ashee... - Jump!
Oh, no!
- Ashee! - Hey!
Shyam!
- Oh, no! - Shani!
- Stop right there! - Mashar!
Shani!
- Get that boy! - Hari!
- Hari? - He took our video.
- Hey, you! - Get him, Farooq!
Get him, guys!
Stop there, you!
- Get his phone, quick! - Catch him!
- Leave me! - Get his phone, Shyam!
Hari, they hit me!
- Give me that phone. - But it's his phone.
I want to delete my video from it.
This is a residential area.
You can't fool around here.
Did we walk into your homes?
The beach belongs to your father or what?
How dare you, son of a gun?
- Get him! - Let go!
Shani, get him!
- Get him! - Give him a tight slap!
Son of a gun!
-Ashee, -Catch him!
- let's go! - Leave me!
Farooq, run!
- Nami, run! - Ashee...
- Run, Farooq! - Let's get out of here!
- Stop! - Hey!
Hey, stop!
Let's go, guys.
- Run! - Hari, get him!
This is our home, not a park for rich brats like you.
Get the hell out of here.
- And don't you dare come back! - Let's go!
- Give me the phone. - Rascals come here to get laid!
Hari, I think he is Narayanan sir's son.
- Who? - Our party secretary.
But he lives abroad.
No matter who he is he can't create trouble in our area.
Hey, it's okay, man!
Hello, Sura.
Get me some water, sis.
Stop drinking water and have your food.
That's what I'm doing, Mother.
Hari?
Hey, see who is at the door.
Who is there?
Is Hari home?
Who is that?
Who is it?
It's me, Bibeesh.
Who?
Kunnummel Bibeesh.
Hari is having dinner, Bibeesh. Come in.
It's an urgent matter. Come here, man.
What is it?
Come here, I'll tell you.
Who is it, Aji?
Aji!
Hari... Aji!
Mother!
Mother!
Mother!
My dear son!
My poor boy!
At 10 a.m. tomorrow, right?
I'll be there.
Will the CM arrive by then?
Don't worry about it.
Here.
I was supposed to board the Mangaluru Mail.
That's when this issue came up.
You can take the morning flight. Right, Subash sir?
That will be breaking news for the media.
Taxpayers' money funds the party secretary's air travel.
You aren't going to Thiruvananthapuram to meet your wife.
This trip is in the service of the public.
How do we make people believe that?
- Are you okay, sir? - I'm fine.
Sir, your age?
Fifty-eight.
This is for you, son.
Study well. You want to be a doctor, don't you?
Smart boy!
Now this is my blood too.
- Rare, am I right? - Yeah.
This is our future leader.
Take good care.
- What's up with you? - Narayanan sir...
Hey... this is my duty.
My life is devoted to the party.
I owe my life and blood to the party.
And to all of you.
- See you. - Yes.
Narayanan sir, they are here.
Hello, Narayanan sir.
- Father! - Narayanan sir, no!
Why the hell did you come back?
Leave tomorrow itself!
This isn't America or England where you can do as you wish.
Go home now!
This applies to you, as well!
Get lost, you morons!
- Is the job done? - Yes.
- Are you sure they are dead? - Yeah.
Don't stay here. Leave right now.
I'll call once the case is settled.
Get the money from Hareesh.
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