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Hi, friends! The man I'm about to interview is no ordinary person.
He turned down an interview with Time Magazine due to lack of time.
But he said yes to me and my channel.
We're at his doorstep today.
Wow, this isn't just a house, it's a full-fledged palace!
Girls from both Telugu states absolutely adore him.
The one you've all been waiting for.
The richest man, the walking definition of charm,
Gouravapuram's zamindar, Mr. Raju!
Hey! How are you all doing?
Mr. Raju, what an entry!
Your swag's just unreal.
Sorry for the delay. I was out shopping.
Shopping… in a helicopter?
- What did you buy? - I bought an IPL team on the way back.
- IPL? - Yeah.
You say that like you bought vegetables at the market.
My evenings were getting a little boring. So I thought I'd buy it to play cricket.
Please, come in. I'll show you my place.
Let's go.
Did you meet my staff?
One to answer the doorbell.
One to close the open door.
Sir, it's 8121.
I get hundreds of OTPs every day.
I don't have time to read all that. So I hired him to do it for me.
You hired a man just to read OTPs?
You're amazing, sir.
Who is this crying man, sir?
He carries all my stress.
- Carries your stress? - Yes.
Do rich people like us have time to feel stressed?
That's why I hired him.
Hey! Why are you crying?
You broke up with Priya last month, right?
It's that stress.
O Priya! Priya!
- Still stuck on that? - Yes, sir.
Hey! Get him a full bottle and play some Arijit Singh songs.
Mr. Raju, you have wealth worth crores,
and you're the most desirable bachelor.
When will you get married?
Marry whom?
We love you, Raju!
Now tell me. Which one of them should I marry?
I love you, too, ladies. Let's party!
Look at Mr. Raju, struggling so hard.
Svetlana.
We're going to the Maldives.
First-class tickets on Emirates.
- Where's the detergent? - What?
Pay me my salary first.
- I want my salary. - Hey, hey.
Where's the detergent?
Where is my salary?
We ran out of detergent three days ago.
And I haven't been paid for the past four months.
But sir wants the clothes sparkling clean.
Zamindar, my foot!
That Emirates girl…
Who are these pirates?
Where's my helicopter?
Where did these buffalo come from?
- Hey, steward! - Yes.
- Where am I? - In your reality.
Why is the reality so awful?
Hey! Tell her to stop that!
Hey, I'll be dreaming of my palace for a bit.
Don't disturb me.
This is the house of Mr. Raju, grandson of Gouravapuram's zamindar, Goparaju.
Everything in this village is named after his grandpa.
The bus stop, hospital, temple, school, and even the road.
- Really? - A mighty landlord with hundreds of acres.
There's no luxury this place doesn't have.
- Hey! Turn on the fan. - It's already on, sir.
- It's already on? - Yeah.
Then increase the speed.
It's already at full speed, sir.
This is an impregnable fortress, built 100 years ago.
Just look how strong it is.
Hey!
Forget the wall. Just put it down on the table.
Do one thing.
WhatsApp me a photo of that picture,
- and throw away the frame. - As you say, sir.
The Zamindar is here. Tell him your problems.
- Have a seat. Hey, sit. - Greetings, Mr. Raju.
How is everyone?
- Oh no! Mr. Raju. - Hey, sit down!
Sit!
To understand your problems better, I'll sit down with you.
- How are you all? - We're fine, sir.
What do you want?
Mr. Raju.
- Our daughter's wedding is fixed. - I'll get it.
If you could help me with five lakhs for the wedding expenses…
Still marrying off girls in this day and age?
Let her study first!
- Then give me ten lakhs. - What for?
Education costs more than weddings these days.
If you spare me ten lakhs for her college fees and other expenses,
- I'll make her a doctor. - No!
What's the use of all this studying?
She'll have to be married off in the end.
You're right to get her married first.
As you say, sir.
- Hey, bring me the jewelry box. - Here.
When is the wedding?
Next week, sir.
Not this one.
The other one… the diamonds... Oh, they're being polished now?
- The gold necklaces. Also being polished? - Oh. That one.
The jewelry's been sent for polishing.
It'll be back next week. Come back then.
Mr. Raju, I'm forever grateful.
You really take after your grandfather, sir.
Let's go.
Damn him! It's my fate!
Raju, it's your grandfather's birthday today. Pay your respects.
Mr. Raju deeply respects his grandfather.
- I'll kill him. - Mr. Raju…
If he were alive, I'd have killed him myself.
- Control. - I can't help it.
Sorry, sorry. Okay.
Raju, on this occasion,
say a few kind words about that revered soul.
Everyone knows my grandfather.
A revolutionary and a reformist.
A man who fought till his last breath for women's empowerment.
A notorious womanizer!
A notorious womanizer
Does your wife get all the jewelry? There's nothing for me?
Oh!
Steward!
Gift the lakeside sugarcane field to this dimpled darling.
I wrote a fortress for you
Gift the 100-acre mango orchard to this lovely long-haired lady.
Will you write your Fortress in my name
The coconut grove to this coconut chutney!
We've gifted it!
A notorious womanizer…
See that?
A notorious womanizer who fought till his last breath for women's empowerment!
A notorious womanizer
Raju, why are you staring at your grandfather like that?
Why don't you smile?
Wow! That's it.
See those dimples?
That's also a fortune you inherited from your grandfather.
- Fortune? - Yes.
- That I inherited? - Yes.
- He ruined my life! - Grandfather!
- Fortune, my foot. - Happy birthday, Grandfather.
Grandfather.
Your grandfather and my grandmother were very close back then, brother.
He gifted her a 100-acre mango orchard.
It has now grown into a 100-crore business.
- Export, import, export, import. - Hey.
- Have these, brother. - Who the hell is your brother? Get lost!
Uncle, at least you take them. Got them fresh from our store.
- Heard that? He said their store. - Yeah, yeah. I'm burning with envy!
Weren't we expecting the priests?
- They're waiting outside. - Let's go.
- We have important meetings! - Let's go.
- We have our own businesses too! - He owns an orchard. You own a junkyard!
- Greetings. Please sit. - Greetings! Okay, sir.
- Will it bear my weight? - It's been repaired. You may sit.
- You're sure? - Of course, sir.
- Priest, what's the matter? - Sir.
It's nothing you don't already know, Mr. Raju.
Your esteemed grandfather built the Kondalamma temple on the hill.
He also donated three acres of adjacent land for the cowshed.
- The 25 acres... - Enough! Please don't remind me again.
I remember everything he gave away! All of it!
Oh, the humility! You won't even let us praise your generosity.
That's his takeaway?
Mr. Raju…
We want you to preside over
the upcoming Kondalamma fair in your grandfather's name.
Of course.
It'll cost around 20 lakhs, sir.
- Of cou... Come again? - Just 20 lakhs.
Steward! Bring my checkbook.
You don't even have a passbook, and you want a checkbook?
You're right.
It's Grandfather's birthday, right? The bank declared a holiday today.
- Yeah, it's a holiday. - Oh no!
The Father of the Nation, Gandhiji's birthday,
is a public holiday. But why his grandfather's?
Come back next week. I'll arrange everything.
- Next week. Okay? - Yeah. The next week. Sure.
- Start the Benz. Let's go hunting! - Sir, it doesn't have an engine.
It's missing.
I've heard of running out of fuel, but the engine itself?
Isn't today your grandfather's birthday?
You said you wanted to throw a feast for the entire village.
So I sold the engine, sir.
You… Fine!
Since it's Grandpa's birthday,
I vowed to Kondalamma that I'd climb the hill on foot.
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