Insan (इन्सान)

Tell him to open the door. Now!

Drop your gun. Tell him...

Open the door!

Move aside. Move!

Come on!

Come.

Come!

Hey!

I'm coming.

Masood, drop your weapon!

Keep your voice down, jailor.

You're talking to Masood Ali.

I am every government's worst nightmare.

Come on, move. Move it!

Open the gate before I walk over your dead bodies.

Hurry up! Come on!

Come on, move aside!

Hey!

Turn off the lights!

Rathod!

Leave the keys in the car... and step aside.

Deepak, I can't believe... that we got this opportunity so soon.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about shooting him.

Your government wants me to remain alive, Rathod...

...and you're responsible for my security.

Oh, really? Do we have to keep him alive?

That's what the government wants.

What will happen if we shoot him?

An inquiry will follow.

If he flees, he'll kill more people.

Indeed! That is what he does.

Let's take the risk. We can risk the doctor's life.

The doctor could survive.

-But Masood won't. -Rathod!

Hey!

I didn't spare your life because I fear the government

or an inquiry.

I want to kill Azhar Khan...

...and I will do everything that it takes to bring him to me.

He'll surely come to rescue you.

As long as you're alive, I'm hopeful.

Take him away.

We might lose our business.

India and Pakistan who were enemies before, have now become friends.

This is good for both the countries, but it's very bad for us.

We don't care how many Hindus or Muslims die.

We don't follow any religion.

Money is our only religion.

Masood Ali is the key person who runs our business,

and right now he's in the custody of Mumbai police.

We want Masood Ali at any cost.

All arrangements have been made.

We've misled a lot of youngsters in the name of religion.

Jihad!

It's time for the holy war.

Masood Ali has to be rescued.

We've selected some fortunate youngsters for the job...

...and appointed Azhar Khan as the leader of the group.

The infidels have razed the mosque.

Rehman, Abdul, come quick!

Please don't do this!

Move back. Come on.

Amjad, don't interfere.

They knocked down a wall of the mosque.

So go and knock down the wall of his house!

Move back. Move!

-Set the bus ablaze. -Hey!

What are you waiting for? Set it ablaze!

I'll kill anyone who dares to come forward.

You'll kill us for these infidels.

Being a Muslim, you want to kill the people of your community!

He's not a true Muslim.

You are right. I'm not a Muslim.

According to the Quran , charging interest on a loan is bad

and yet interest is your bread and butter.

You've made many buildings

by charging a heavy interest to poor people.

I'm not a Muslim like you.

Why are you laughing?

The Quran also states that drinking is prohibited,

yet he's drunk every time.

Am I right, Fuqroo?

He's drunk at the moment, and he wants to protect the religion.

I'm not a Muslim like you.

Islam preaches that you should protect children, the elderly and women,

and all of you want to kill them!

You forgot so soon, Amjad,

they are the same people

who tore down a wall of the mosque.

Mister,

look this way. I am here.

You've already suffered two heart attacks and the third one is on its way.

You're nearly on the brink of death,

yet you're dramatic.

You have no hope of living, at least let us live in peace.

But, Amjad, what about the past?

For how long are you going to hold on to the past, make us suffer our present

and destroy our future?

-Where's your driver? -Uncle Wasim.

-Wasim? -Yes.

It's a Muslim name. He is a Muslim.

Go ahead. Beat him. Kill him.

Come on, let's go.

Go and do your work. You too leave.

How much do I pack for you?

-250 grams. -250 grams?

Yes, there's just my son and me in the family.

There you go.

Munna!

Munna?

Munna?

Ma'am!

-Munna. -Take your change.

Munna?

Aunt, what are you doing?

Hey, are you blind?

Are you all right?

That's not my son.

Amjad, don't leave your mom alone in this condition.

At least hire a nurse for her.

Someone should be with her all the time.

Anything could've happened today.

I don't know how to explain it to Mom.

Two years back, in the Gujarat riots my brother Munna...

If he were alive he would've returned.

Everyday I keep giving false hope to Mom.

-Coffee. -Mom.

Meghna is such a lazy person.

She's showing up after such a long time.

-Here, drink it. -Yes.

He's right.

What are you up to these days?

I'm running a karate class for kids and also continuing with my studies.

Great! She teaches karate and wants to join a news channel too.

-Why don't you get married? -Worry about yourself.

Are you going to keep romancing Heena till you're old?

Keep quiet else I'll splash this hot coffee on you...

I'll punch you!

I'm going to call you Karate Queen from today.

Get lost!

-Mom, I'm leaving now. -All right.

Bye.

Bye, I'll talk to you later.

He's crazy.

God, it's afternoon, and I'm yet to find one passenger.

Mister, will you take a ride?

-Is the auto rickshaw for hire? -Greetings, give me a minute.

Thank You, Allah!

Where to, madam?

Go straight.

-Where? -Just drive straight.

This road goes to Ahmedabad. Do you want to go there?

I don't care where it goes,

you keep going straight and stop where I ask you to.

-Do you have a matchbox? -Why do you need a matchbox?

I want to smoke.

Do you smoke?

No, I need it to light a candle! Don't you smoke?

I don't smoke, and I won't allow anyone to do so in my auto rickshaw,

especially not a lady.

Play some romantic Hindi song.

The music player is not working.

-Why don't you sing? -I have a bad throat.

All right, I'll sing.

- Meeting you and talking to you feels good -I wonder where she's come from!

Are you married?

No.

Why? Didn't you find anyone or didn't you like anyone?

I can't get the one I like, and I don't like the one I've found.

All right. How's the girl's conduct?

The girl's conduct is all right.

But her mentality is like her father.

-As in? -I mean, she's arrogant and crazy.

Like father like daughter.

Her father, Dildar, has all the qualities

of a villain.

But don't feel sorry for me.

I'll get married someday. I'm not going to die a bachelor.

I'll surely marry. Long live Rashid!

-Are you going to marry Rashid? -Not Rashid,

I'll marry his daughter.

He owns four cabs.

And, madam, life is too short.

We'll be happy and drive a different cab everyday.

-Stop! -Why?

Have we reached Ahmedabad?

You cheat! You fraud! This was the last thing I wanted to hear!

You're going to marry Rashid's daughter!

Greedy man! You changed your mind just for four cabs!

Oh, Allah! My life is ruined! It's finished!

What are you doing? Why are you insulting me in public?

Everyone is looking here.

Anyway, people look for excuses to bash up drivers.

-You deserve it! -You want me to get bashed up!

You hopped in and asked me to go straight!

It's your fault.

I waited for you outside my college for four days!

Why didn't you come to see me?

I had come, but you were busy eating burgers in the canteen!