Garadi

We are a house of 'Korapit'

We are from a town of 'Korapit's

Do you know what does 'Koprapit' mean?

I know sir.

You don't know..

'Korapit' is a wrestler who never loses to anybody.

A 'korapit' never gets pinned down in wrestling.

This great house's 'korapit' is laying dead in this great house's yard..

I won't spare the one who killed him..

Go.. Bring that Bande Seena to me..

Hey, wrestler..

Get up man.. Get up - Bande Seena.

Get up I say. - Where to sir?

Let's go for a walk. - Move.

Move.. Move man..

Walk man.. - Move I say..

My big brother, Pratap Simha.

'Korapit' wrestler.

How dare you kill him by slapping. - I asked for my daily wage, he refused.

I swung my hand at him, your brother died accidently.

I didn't deliberately kill him.

Now I will deliberately kill you.

You will die accidently.

I am a wrestler, uncuff me. I'll show you who dies.

Whoever stands in the way of RAANE bloodline, never lives.

You!! Give me that.

Daddy.

Why did my seena die? He's my dearest firend.

I want justice. Tell me why did my beloved seena die?

How many times should I tell you? He tried to escape the prison and we shot him.

He's a bloody criminal !!

He's not a criminal. He's a wrestler, a 'Korapit'.

Stop.

He committed the crime of murdering my brother, this Bande Seena.

People will call him a murderer and a criminal, Not a champion wrestler.

Just because wrestlers have immense body strength, they shouldn't become criminals.

They should never dis-honour this wrestling house.

RAANE family fed and nurtured this house. It's a question of our honour.

From here on, no criminal should be bred from this house.

Only if you give your word on this. I will continue to feed this house, or else no.

Will you give your word? - Yes sir.

I will always stand by my word. I swear on this wrestling house.

No criminal will ever be allowed to breed here..

Go and bury this filthy criminal.

My father is a good man, Not a criminal.

Raise these kids properly at least.

If not, one day even these will die like their father.

Our beloved people !

This town boasts the credit for giving wrestlers and soldiers to the proud Mysore kingdom.

'Rattehalli'

This is a wrestling tournament which happens once in five years.

You all should grace your presence for this Semi-final match and bless our beloved Shankara.

This is a special request from the tournament organisers, Shivappa Raane.

The prestigious Rattehalli's wrestling tournament Semi-final.

Huliyur town's Balki vs Rattehalli's Shankara

Shankara... Shankara... Shankara...

This Ratte Shankara..

He's taking the blessings of his wrestling coach Rangappa. - Play.

Shankara attempts to get back up and Balki is pushing hard to pin him down.

Shankara... Shankara... Shankara... - Yeah..

Tomorrow is the Final match. I ask Everybody to give your best wishes to Shankara.

Let's wait and see if Rattehalli wins the trophy tomorrow.

Bless me almighty!!

I'm Wrestling Coach Rangappas's proud disciple.

Come, come. - No, let's get out of here.

Sir. - Yes.

If Shankara wins the trophy tomorrow, we plan to keep it on our father's grave and pay tributes.

I have been waiting and praying to gods from 19 long years to see a trophy in this place.

When you win the trophy tomorrow, just shut up and bring it here.

If you two bring up your father's name again, mind it, I will break your teeth.

How can you ask children to forget their own father Ranganna?

Their father became a criminal and died.

I have brought these two up. They should blindly obey my orders.

Go buy kerosene and come.

Hey Tayavva.

Kerosene is finished, come next week. - You said the same thing last week.

Not a drop left to fuel the stove, I haven't eaten too. Give me just a little bit of keresone.

I'm a lone old woman.

What good is lonely life? Choose death instead. We can use this shop's kerosene to burn the body.

They have stored up a barrel full of kerosene here, See brother Shankara.

In here, they give it to people who pay higher price. But refuse to give us.

Brother,

There's stock inside the shop, poor old lady hasn't eaten, give her a little.

Oh !! Ratte Shankara. What's up?

Do you want to bully me? - Give her some kerosene,

If not, I would have to bully you.

My goodness.. Bande Seenappa's bloodline..

Is trying to warn me here.. - Aye !

Why are you bringing up my father's name? Talk to us.

Little kids here want me to reason with them... Get lost !!

I'll starve and die ! It's okay,

Please don't hit this poor kids. Tomorrow, this boy is going to win a trophy in wrestling.

Give him some kerosene at least. Poor boys will eat.

You are still here, are you? Go to hell, you damn old lady..

Oh my !!

Die !!

Granny !! get up slowly, careful.

I dare you to hit me !!

You are son of a murderer. The problem lies in your bloodline itself.

How can you not get your father's behaviour...

Your father died because he murdered somebody. Now you are walking the same path.

I'll bury you right next to your father's grave.

You ungrateful piece of s**t.. Die !! - Calm down Ranganna.

Do you wish to kill this boy or what?

It doesn't make a difference to me if he dies or lives.. Let him die !!

You are the one who brought me up and you have the right to kill me as well.

But for the ones who pushed and kicked a helpless old lady..

I will never let them go.

We people can't ask for justice here, can we? - Who are you to ask justice?

There's law to give us justice. There is a Police system in place.

Above everything else, this town has RAANE dynasty.

No one will ever give justice to a poor man.

We have to snatch it ourselves. - Shut up !!

So, you want to burn people up and snatch justice. Is it?

People will call you 'murderer', 'a goon'.. - Let them say what they want.

If my fate is to become what they say, So be it..

If we let him, he'll burn the entire town. He will become a gangster.

I'll hand him over to police, give me a phone.

No need for such measures Ranganna...

Allow Shankara to win his wrestling trophy.. - Our entire town wishes it sir. Please don't send him away.

Yes please. Don't send him away.

Disgusting !!

I don't want the trophy or glory which is won by this diabolocal little man.

There is no room for mistakes in this wrestling house. No one should walk the wrong path.

He must pay his price.. Call the police..

What is it?

Just because he has gained some muscles, he has gotten into criminal activities..

Take him away sir..

Stop. Where are you going?

I'll go with my big brother. - Why? Do you want to become a criminal too?

Get lost..

Look here, don't ever try to come to this town again. Don't show your face to anybody, go away...

Sir.

Please take good care of soori. He's my little brother.

If anything happens to him, I'll come back whereever I am.

Just get lost !!

I swear on this great Wrestling house.

I'll prepare one more champion.

I'll make him win a trophy for us.

I'll proudly wear 'Garadi' turban, with people of this town as witness,

I'll do a procession with that trophy in my hands.

If I fail to do that....

I'm not 'Korapit' Rangappa anymore.

hey, start doing push-ups, you can easily lift the rock.

Hey you.

Sir..

Who gave you permission to step inside the soil arena?

I have to learn wrestling and win the trophy. That's why I stepped inside.

Stand here..

You can't step inside the soil arena, You should not learn wrestling.

If you learn wrestling and become tough enough,

You will become a criminal like your brother and your father.

Your place is only here,

Not there.

He comes from a wrestling family.

What is he supposed to do apart from wrestling?

We have put him in school, let him study there.

Or let him grind almonds and pistas for wrestlers.

Or let him become a cook.

You are prohibited from stepping inside the soil arena

You are prohibited from learning wrestling.

What are looking at me? Get lost !

Go away.

Get lost I said.

Ouch !

Ouch!

He hurt his back ankle. Poor fellow..

It's for the good Even the rock is saying he souldn't wrestle.

Look here.

Learn this art too and start massaging the wrestlers.

Serving wrestlers is like..

serving the Lord 'Anjaneya' himself.

Do you understand?

Yes sir.

I'm the one who runs the wrestling house.

I'm the one who runs this town.

How did you hand over shankara to Police?

Huh?

He had committed an offence sir. - Do you think you did the right thing?

It's not that sir- - Stop.

No more talking.

Guys, come here.

You know, don't you?

They are motherless.

Senior RAANE Gajendra,

Junior RAANE Pramod.

Aye..

Bring me the loincloth.

My father Taayi Raane,

Elder brother Prathap,

After Vasanth ajja (grand-father),

There's no one to wrestle in our family.

After I lost my father at a young age,

I had to look after the business.

I couldn't learn wrestling.

I have a wish to be fulfilled..

A great wish..

To see my sons lifting the coveted trophy from their hands..

Teach them wrestling.

It's not about my teaching..