The first 200 lines.
Don't say a word in there.
I'll handle all the talking.
I'm practically family.
Careful there.
He's with me.
Let him through, bro.
Let him go.
Hey, bro, where's Uncle?
Next time the money comes up short...
- Over there. - Alright.
Get lost now.
Hey, Uncle, how are you?
I seek your blessings.
I'm Lakhbir Munga's son.
Dad wants some stuff.
Oh.
You should've said you were Crackhead's son.
Brother!
Atif bhai, look who's here!
Crackhead's son.
You came alone?
Where's your dad?
He wanted to come,
but he got too high on smack last night.
Couldn't even get out of bed this morning.
Tell him if he keeps smoking so much of his own stuff,
what's he gonna sell, my family jewels?
- Shall we? - Go upstairs.
Okay.
What's the holdup?
Your legs gone numb?
Move your butt.
We're coming.
Uncle ji!
How are you doing? I seek your blessings.
Your knees better now?
Dad sent a list.
That's quite a list.
"Hash, 3.75 kilos."
"Mandakini, 2.5 kilos."
"Opium, Lollipop, hashish, Saajan, Kharghosh."
Yes, the army's tightened security at the border big-time.
Nothing's getting into Punjab anymore.
We're short on two items right now.
They'll come in on the 9th next month through the Nepal border.
- Come pick them up then. - Alright.
Take the rest of the stuff. Give it to him.
You got the money?
Yes, we brought the cash. Look.
Go on, take it.
Go already!
- What's this? - Well, he's asked for a few more things.
Dad wants them.
"AK-47."
Why do you need it?
Junkies have been harassing us nonstop.
They take kilos at a time and don't pay up.
Dad said we should keep weapons to scare the money out of them.
Who's he?
This is my childhood friend, Jaskirat.
He was home on leave, so I brought him along.
What does he do?
He's training for the military.
- Military? - Yeah.
Look at this fool's face,
hasn't even grown peach fuzz yet, and wants to join the military.
- Go on, take it. - Okay.
Get going now. Settle the payment downstairs.
- Okay. - Next time, send your dad
to pick up the goods,
or I'll shove your head up your friend's butt.
- Let me keep the bag. - Don't...
Why are you scared?
We risk our hearts
We risk our very lives
We risk our hearts
We risk our very lives
We risk our hearts
We risk our very lives
We risk our hearts
We risk our very lives
Our only crime is...
Our only crime is...
Pull over here.
That we love them
Think it through again.
You sure this is the only option left?
Jaskirat, my buddy...
I always dreamed of seeing you in an army uniform.
In this life, my family comes first.
If Waheguru ji gives me another, I'll give it to the country.
You'll marry Jasleen, right?
Come on, bro.
Think it through again.
Get going.
Move it.
Go!
Leave!
Drums are playing, everybody's celebrating
Drums are beating, everyone's celebrating
Young men with twisted Mustaches are dancing
Those with twisted mustaches roar
Those with twisted mustaches roar As they pass the GT road
I got to say...
I really love this song.
Bunty's wedding is finally over.
We have many memories tied to this room, too, right?
Don't get me started.
- Where's my sister? - Jassi!
- Where is my sister? - Have you completely lost it?
Tell me where she is, or I swear I'll kill you.
- Drop it right now, you dimwit. - What are you doing?
- Where is my sister? - Put it down!
- Last warning. - Drop it.
Who do you think you are, pointing a gun at me?
- Where is my sister? - You're going to die, kid.
- You got into the house... - Tell me, where is my sister, you dimwit?!
Hey! Who's up there?
Who is it?
Now the skies will rain When two paths meet again
You better watch your head
Now the skies will rain The winds have turned again
You better watch your head
Now it's the question Of my pride once again
Listen, listen, listen!
- Listen, we are one - Who is it?
One look at you and my heart was gone
Compared to the gamble of my heart No pain feels...
No pain feels big or grand
All the world's tricks
- And ties fall apart - Where's my sister?
- I'd give my life for your hand - Where's my sister?
I don't know. I really don't know.
Listen, listen, listen! Listen, we are one
One look at you and my heart was gone Listen, listen, listen!
My father raised me a winner
If I kill for my people It don't make me a sinner
- From the coast to the plains - Where's Bunty?
- Everybody know the name - I asked you, where's Bunty?
- Coming for 'em, we got bills to maintain - He stepped outside.
Bitch you got an ego Shouldn't mess with me though
I make all this money like I'm running a casino
G code, now I got that power In my genome
Cut the bluff Can you stand up what's between yo?
Pop up heads to the paper like They were crossing on each other
I'll make a deputy bet to me I'll make a couple other
Craziest turn the laziest Problem to a product
Hustler probably profit 'cause I was profitable
Profit words of mother, words of mother
Two hands on they neck like I was turning butter
So hot-headed, if I go to sleep I'll probably burn the covers
Burn the covers, if the covers burn I gotta turn the mattress
Hoping the first pick you wanted A pic like a wordy caption
Many years I spent working
And I returned With a piece of sugar candy
Many years I spent working
And I returned With a piece of sugar candy
Where's my sister, Bunty?
Where's my sister, Bunty?!
Tell me, you dimwit!
Tell me, Bunty! Speak up!
- I'll come to check on you, my dear - Show yourself, you...
-The world tests your love - I won't spare you.
It turned against me here
Only you truly know The love I carry for you, my dear
Listen, listen, listen!
Listen, listen, listen!
Listen, listen, listen! Listen, we are one
One look at you and my heart was gone Listen, listen, listen!
Compared to the gamble of my heart No pain feels...
No pain feels big or grand
All the world's tricks and ties fall apart
I'd give my life for your hand
Listen, listen, listen!
Many years I spent working And I returned with a piece of sugar candy
Many years I spent working And I returned with a piece of sugar candy
But what truly finished me off Was your laughter, baby
Listen, listen, listen! Listen, we are one
One look at you and my heart was gone Listen, listen, listen!
Ladies and gentlemen You're still not ready for this!
Jassi, you fool!
You dimwit!
This is my house, you fool!
How dare you use AK-47 at us, you dimwit!
If I don't make you my slave, I'm not Tittu!
Come to daddy, stupid!
Son of a gun!
You idiot! You fool!
Oh no! He killed Gonu!
That idiot! Where are you, Jassi?
Where did that fool go?
Where are you hiding?
Dimwit!
Get lost, you idiot!
- Where is your sister, Tittu? - Get lost!
I'll do to your younger sister exactly
what I did to the elder one!
Don't worry, Jassi, you fool...
Where is my sister?
- Let me go! - You moron!
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