Bhala Thandanana (భళా తందనాన)

One crore rupees.

What's the job?

Kidnap.

- Whom? - It's none of your business.

There'll be three more people along with you.

Whom are we kidnapping? Who are they? What's the plan?

You shouldn't ask such questions.

This is for your safety.

You keep talking about safety. Who are you in the first place?

Again, none of your business.

Even this is for your own safety.

Just a one day job.

One crore rupees.

Hello... Hello, brother.

Boss, we are still talking, right?

Out in the market, I'll get a lot of people who can do this for me.

But you won't find someone who'll pay you one crore rupees.

Choice is yours.

Park the car at B25.

Keep the trunk open.

Wait in the car until the parcel arrives.

No need to get down. Start off.

Take a right at the next circle.

You'll find a mud road. Take it.

Do you see a blue color car in front of you?

- Yeah, sir. - Shift the parcel into that car.

Don't worry. He's alive.

You may leave now.

Your drop point is here.

Bro, stop here.

Take the blue car and leave.

There is a petrol bunk, two kilometers from Nagarjuna sagar.

Wait there.

Going into a conference call. You remember what I told you, right?

I do.

The one standing in front of your car is our agent.

Hand over the cash bag to him and leave.

Even if a single rupee is missing from the ransom...

You won't even find you lad's dead body.

There is a petrol bunk, two kilometers from Nagarjuna sagar.

You boy's safely tucked in the trunk of the car parked there.

Go collect him.

Operation success.

Come to Bharath mills and collect your share tonight.

Okay.

Tell us if you have more jobs like these, sir.

- Open that... - OK, sir.

Not this...

I've sent you a photo. Open it.

Good one, sir.

- It won't work. - Why so, sir?

There's no emotion in it.

Emotion to a corpse!

That's your level... Open Photoshop.

Good morning.

Add some dust and blood to it.

I need some heavy blood.

Once they open the site, they should feel the blood on their hands.

Clicking pictures of dead bodies for the crime section for ages...

It just killed your sensibility Murthy sir.

Forget about me...

Is it you who added MP Anand Rao's name to the report?

Yeah. Why do you ask?

Because the MP got serious regarding it.

The public didn't take it seriously when I wrote about his corruption.

Happy that at least the MP took it seriously.

Why write, if no one reacts on it?

What have you got out of it?

- Murthy... - Good morning, sir.

- Sir... - Please sit.

A journalist is like a dog that got tied in front of the house.

It should bark at the thief.

The owner reacting to it or not is a whole other issue.

We are the watchdogs of the society.

We should bark at the injustice.

We can do that, sir. Why should a girl be doing it?

What if they do something to her?

You know what says that we are journalists?

Not the stickers that say 'Press' on our cars...

Or these ID cards, Murthy sir.

It's the threatening calls.

The day we stop getting them...

It will mean that we stopped reporting facts.

News means facts, sir.

Taking those facts into the public is what journalism is all about.

That's the old definition of journalism. Syllabus has changed.

The news these days is just about making them believe what we write.

We have to just force it into their heads.

That MP has a lot of fans. What happens if their feelings get hurt!

What if they plan an attack?

We can't turn a lost match into a win just...

...because the cricket fans will get hurt!

We have to report the fact. Fact is a fact, right?

Very well said!

God help you both!

- Hello! - Madam...

Social welfare officers are going to raid the Dayamayam charitable trust.

We just got the information, madam.

We filed all these. We are updated.

Chandu, who's that?

- No idea, sir. - Go inquire.

OK, sir.

- A total of 38 lakhs, sir. - Just a minute.

Sent the remaining through RTGS.

Hello, madam. Who are you?

Shashirekha from Prabha news. Is there a raid going on here?

- I'm here to cover it. - Oh!

This is Chandrasekhar from Dayamayam orphanage.

I'm the accountant.

Chandu...

Please sit, madam. I'll be back in two minutes.

We have a copy of this, sir.

- Who's she? - Some reporter, sir.

- As a raid is going on here... - Shh!

Some reporter, sir. She came to cover the raid.

- How did the media get to know? - No idea, sir.

Let her do her job. Our accounts are clear and genuine, right?

If this gets out, our chairman will have to bear a bad name.

Do we need this negative publicity? Go manage her.

Listen...

- Tell her we'll pay 25k. - Okay, sir!

Madam... Can I talk to you in private? Please!

What for?

She's going to be so lucky!

For something that will excite you. Come on.

Please come.

Come, madam.

Please come.

- Madam, give me your phone number. - What for?

- PhonePe or GooglePay? - What for!

If you don't want an online transaction, give me your address.

I'll hand you the 25k, without anyone even noticing it.

My boss offered you that amount to keep this news a secret.

Tell me if you want more. I'll arrange another 5k.

Is this offer OK?

Read the response on our website tomorrow.

Website?

Website! Sir...

Sir sir sir... Sir, just a minute.

Please come here.

What?

I fear she'll report the raid and also about the bribe we offered.

Hey, this is how they'll react if you offer cash directly.

If needed, fall at her feet and cry.

This news shouldn't come out. Manage her.

Sir... Love you.

Incompetent!

People like these are rare. They look like they died just for us.

Look how favorable...

- Hello! That's the reception. - Sir, I know her well.

- Is it? - Hmm... What brings you back?

Sorry, madam. I shouldn't have done that.

Do you know what my manager said after you left?

- Do you have any sense? - What!

- Have you gone mad? - Me?

My manager said so.

Please, madam.

Please.

What's this?

Honda Activa with four stroke engine.

With one liter of fuel, it will run for 60 days.

It runs really smooth!

That you'll feel it throughout the ride.

I got it in pink as you are a girl. Luckily you are also in pink.

If you don't like pink, you can exchange it right away.

- Very well marketed. - What are they?

That's a dried chilli and a lemon to make lemon rice.

- What's your name, sir? - Murthy.

He's right. But I didn't bring them for that purpose.

Tie them to the bike, so that no one will jinx it.

- Will it work? - Of course!

No thank you... Come with me.

Murthy sir, you too.

Coming, madam.

Click a picture for us together.

OK. Pose with the key. Ready... Smile!

- One more. - Send them to me on Whatsapp.

I'll send them to her and she'll forward.

No need. You can see it on the website tomorrow.

What?

- This is the proof of your bribe. - Murthy sir, stop it!

Madam, you have no idea about us.

- Don't risk it. - What should I know about you?

This area Corporator, Pancake Prasad is my manager's best friend.

You'll be getting warning calls!

That's one hell of a warning. You got me.

OK... Let's plan the headline with his name in it.

'The Pancake is flying all over the place'. One more photo, please.

Sir, she rejected the bike offer.

I used your friend, Pancake Prasad's name to make a strong point.

- Did it work? - No, sir. It backfired.

I inquired about her, sir. They say that she's a rebel.

She even wrote an article about an MP...

Listen to me carefully.

If this news gets out...

- You can get out too. - Please don't say that, sir.

- Please, sir! - You'll get your dismissal order.

- At Chai Dukaan, 10:30AM tomorrow. - Madam...

You! What are you doing here?

Madam, please... Don't publish the news.