PEEPLI [Live]

Encoded By CharmeLeon

Brother.

What if we lose our land?

COUNTRY LIQUOR FOR SALE

Hello.

- Hi, Budhia. - Hello.

Any luck?

At it already, huh? Wait till you get home.

Back home finally?

Found the time?

What did the bank want?

Nothing.

So the bank called you for a cup of tea, is it?

Why don't you mortgage me too? At least you'll get something.

Why did the bank call you?

Cat got your tongue? Why did they call you?

First give them something to eat, you slut.

Have you left your brains at the bar?

Why did the bank call you?

Because they're auctioning the damn farm, that's why.

Oh, Lord!

We couldn't repay the loan.

Auction?

You've gone and lost the farm?

Auctioned it off?

Bastard! You've ruined us!

Shameless! Drunkards!

Get out of the house.

Destroyed our lives!

Think you can escape, cowards.

Try entering the house again.

Good-for-nothings!

You idiot!

Our arse is on fire and you're singing love songs!

Throw the stick...chuck it.

Come on. Encoded By CharmeLeon

We didn't borrow from Bhai Thakur so why would he help us now?

But who can reason with your wife?

Don't worry, brother. Encoded By CharmeLeon

I'll fall at Bhai Thakur's feet and cry until his heart melts.

Moron, get up. Encoded By CharmeLeon

Can't you see? Encoded By CharmeLeon

- See this one. - Yes, these will pay for the Dholpur votes.

Don't hand it all to the headman. Visit each house personally.

And this one clicks photos too.

Nice, give this to Bihari.

And take Karpuri along.

Why?

Because there is no trusting you. You may pocket them all.

Greetings, Bhai Thakur.

I see, His Lordship is here.

You should've summoned me instead.

Can we help with the election campaign?

What? "Help" in the campaign?

Do I look like a fool?

We had mortgaged the land for a bank loan.

If we don't repay, it'll get auctioned.

So why come to me?

Go to the government.

They lent you the money, right?

Please Bhaiji, you are our last resort.

It's the Chief Minister.

Yes, sir. Encoded By CharmeLeon

Yes C.M., sir. Encoded By CharmeLeon

Everything is under control.

Yes... Encoded By CharmeLeon

Flags, posters...all done.

Yes, the cash has been picked up.

Yes, the trucks are here,

the booze is on the tap, waiting to flow!

Long live the Samman Party!

Go for it, guys.

Bhaiji. Encoded By CharmeLeon

Get lost! We're busy.

- Bhaiji. - Yes.

There is one way to save their land.

What? Encoded By CharmeLeon

In South India, the government has started a new programme,

by which farmers who commit suicide due to debt

get 1 00,000 rupees compensation.

- Does what? Suicide? - Yes, suicide.

All across the country

farmers are killing themselves by the dozen.

Living is like an old-fashioned bell-bottom, while suicide, the latest jeans!

The government too likes a fair give and take.

There's at least one thing you can give...your life.

Let's go.

Long live Chief Minister Ram Yadav!

Long live Bhai Thakur!

Budhia! Come, sit.

What did Bhai Thakur say?

He said, "Commit suicide and the government will pay you."

Use that to clear your debt.

What?

Kill yourself and you get 1 00,000 rupees.

Thinks we are stupid.

Really? Would you get it if the wife died?

Go on, try it.

The government should take over our lands

and give us farmers a pension to retire.

So you can sit around smoking pot.

So what good is farming?

American seeds, American fertilizers.

Pay for it, then pray for rain.

They are shoving farming up our arse.

Better shift to the city.

First get screwed in the village then in the city.

This suicide idea isn't too bad.

What rot!

I don't mean you.

What if someone is already very ill? Dying...

Take Ram Asre for instance.

Always ill. His life hangs on a thread.

What's the point of living like that?

What's wrong if his death brings 1 00,000 rupees?

Not bad at all.

His life will be made.

Tell your wife that Bhai Thakur has suggested suicide.

- Budhia, have you heard the tragic news? - What?

Ram Khilawan was just run over by a train.

- Really? - Yes.

But we just saw him at Bhai Thakur's. How did he find a train so quickly?

No, not that Ram. The one from the village of the barber's wife.

Hey, listen!

And Ram Asre is also on his last breath.

- Nonsense. - Hang on, there is more. . .

This Bakki is a good-for-nothing.

Always spreading bad news.

We really are in a soup.

Hey, Budhia, have you heard?

The priest's daughter-in-law jumped into a well and died.

Why?

That she didn't tell me.

Oh! She was young.

It's God's will, I guess.

All of us have to go some day.

Sooner or later.

But we all have to die.

See you later. Come on.

The funeral is at four. Are you coming?

Everyone is talking about death today.

Looks like it's a day of death.

Shut up!

Budhia, put my bed under the sun.

Budhia, aren't you listening?

Put my bed under the sun.

I've spent half my life dragging you in and out of the sun.

We are losing our land and all you care for is sunshine?

And smoking pot all day is sure to save the land, right?

You said you had no money!

Don't get worked up, you'll have a fit.

Curse your tongue. You want to kill me? Why don't you get a fit?

Once you are done pampering your mum tell me what Bhai Thakur said.

He told us to commit suicide.

You must've provoked him.

Right. Why don't you get a rope and hang me?

Cut the drama out.

Go hang yourself, for all I care.

Put some sense into your wife.

She's driving me nuts.

You've smashed my brains!

May the darkest storms descend upon you!

All thanks to this witch.

Yeah, right.

- Shut up, you tart! - You shut up!

Fancy city doctor you wanted? Go on, get your treatment now.

I curse the moment I brought you home.

Wretch! You've ruined everything.

You scum bag.

Why are you sitting like a zombie?

Harder, damn you!

Below the neck. Yes, there.

Haven't seen your wife for a while.

Has she gone to her mother's?

- Gudda Babu... - What?

You mentioned about the suicide compensation programme.

What about it?

How did you get to know?

Why? You want to die?

Tell me please...

Magan's son told me it was published in Jan Morcha newspaper.

If I could...

...I'd give up my life to save our land.

At least your kids would be taken care of.

Remember when we stole money from Pir Baba's shrine?