03x02 - Gaddha

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-Here. Eat it.
-No.

-Eat or else I'll slap you.
-I won't eat.

Don't hit him so much. He may fall ill.

-What should I do if he doesn't eat?
-You won't listen to me.

There is the legislator
who k*lled a dog and ate it.

But this lad here won't even eat bread.

What are you saying, mom?

What happened?

-Who is it?
-What happened?

How did this happen?

Chief, wait. I am coming.

-He made me fall.
-Wait. I am coming!

-Wait. Are you hurt?
-My leg is stuck!

-Careful.
-He's been riding a bike for years.

-Couldn't you see? Careful with the leg.
-It's heavy.

-Yes.
-I'll never ride as a pillion with you.

I am not at fault.
The potholes are to be blamed.

You think I am always at fault.

Chief, this road has become dangerous.

A few days ago, the teacher fell
and injured himself badly.

Did you suffer any fractures?

-Thankfully, not.
-Try walking.

I am fine. Everything is fine.

Fractures cause immense pain.
We need to check it.

-Fine.
-Please sit.

-Hop on.
-Wait.

-My leg is injured.
-If it is severe, let's go home.

No. Let's be done with work
at the BDO office and then go home.

-Ready?
-Let's go.

Oh God.

-All right, Chief. Go slow.
-Okay.

The chief fell.

-Was the injury serious?
-Not at all.

-I am happy that he fell.
-What are you saying, mother?

That's right.

Unless they suffer,

they won't lay a proper road.

Mom, the road will be made.
Let's go inside.

-Come on.
-Come on, dear.

'Gram Panchayat, Phulera'

'Panchayat'

Mr. Bhushan. Hello.

The hammer in the office.
It is yours, isn't it?

No. It's not mine.

No need to lie to me.
Go and take it. It's near the bike.

Now, go.

Mr. Bhushan, let me say this again.

We don't have any personal enmity.

I'm here to do my job.
So, let both of us live peacefully.

It is a matter of a few months. Okay?

What can I say? If you wish to
prepare for it at Phulera, it's fine.

It's your wish.

It's not hectic here.
I have already adjusted.

I just need to stay away
from the silly local politics.

Why did you go back then?

Rinky.

Stop it, silly.

I know everything, pal. Admit it.

It's nothing of that sort.

Then what is it? Tell me.

All right. Let me have breakfast now.

I won't tell it to anyone.
Not even to aunt.

Just give me a hint.

Stop irritating me during office hours.

You have started a business. Work on it.

-Okay. Hang up now. Bye.
-Bye.

Oh God.

Hi.

-Hello.
-Did you have some work?

Not at all. I was going to have tea.
So, I thought

of saying hi to you.

How's everything going?

Yes. Everything is going well.

Fine. I'll leave then.

-Okay?
-Yes.

Well, I got some extra tea.

I see.

-I would have come along but...
-Never mind.

I asked it casually.

It's broad daylight. If anyone sees us,

-then...
-People will gossip.

We can go at 7 pm today.

I'll be done with my work
and it'll be dark.

What will we do in the dark?

No, I mean to say

the village won't be visible
in the dark.

-Yes. You are right.
-Right?

The village won't be visible
in the dark.

-Fine. I'll leave then.
-Okay.

'Abhishek Tripathi'

It's 1 pm, sir.

I'm going for lunch.

Have you stopped getting your lunch?

Mr. Prahlad eats at my place twice.

If I am not here,
he feels shy to go alone.

I see.

-Bring him here if he wants to come.
-Sure, sir.

Take this cane and throw it somewhere.

Let it be here, sir.

It may come in handy
during an emergency.

What will it be useful for?

'Mahatma Gandhi's 150th
Birth Anniversary'

If you stab someone with this...

What do you mean stab?

I was just joking.

Take it away.

Mr. Secretary.

Mr. Secretary.

Oh God.

Hey. What happened, ma'am?

Why are you crying?

My life has become a living hell, sir.

Please don't cry. Come inside.
Sit down comfortably.

Has anyone accompanied you here?

-No, nobody has come with me.
-Put this aside.

Sit comfortably.

Yes. I'll get you some water.

Here. Have some water.

What is this?

Give it to me in a mug.

Okay. A mug? Okay. I'll get it.

Here you go.

Drink it. Here's water in a mug.

Easy. Drink slowly.

Thank you.

Don't cry. Tell me what happened.

My grandson, Jagmohan,

and his wife

keep tormenting me all day long.

Today, they ousted me
from their house by saying

that I eat a lot. At this age,

can I eat a lot? Tell me.

I see. What do you mean they ousted you?

I mean to say that they kicked me
out of the house.

Where are you put up now?

My old shanty is next to it.

I am spending my last days
in that very place.

I see.

Please don't cry. How can I help you?

Nothing much, sir.

Under the 'Prime Minister
Garib Awas Yojana,'

if I can get

a house allotted,

I'll spend the rest
of my life peacefully.

Sir, in that very shanty,

I took care of Jagmohan.

I raised him to be the man he is.

Now, when he has a house of his own,

he kicked me out.

Why did Jagmohan's grandpa

leave me at the mercy of these people?

Easy. Careful.

Careful.

-Shall I drop you on my motorcycle?
-No.

At this age, I can't
get on a motorcycle.

I'll walk.

One minute. Please wait.

-Keep this.
-Hey.

-It's okay. Take it.
-No.

-No.
-Please.

-It's okay.
-All right.

Today's dinner is all set then.

Right.

Come. Carefully.

Careful.

Yes, Chief. Are you coming
to the office today?

What? How?

Let me take a look, mom.

You are badly injured.

It's a minor swelling. Heat therapy
with a hot water bag will set it right.

-Fine. I'll get it.
-Yes.

Where did you fall?

Right in front of Jagmohan's house.

-The one who has an ageing grandma?
-Yes.

-How do you know her?
-She had come to the office today.

-To avail 'PM Garib Awas'.
-What?

She has a proper house to stay.

Why would she benefit under
the 'PM Garib Awas Scheme'?

Well, Jagmohan fought
with her and ousted her.

She said she's staying in a shanty.

She was at Jagmohan's house
this morning.

What drama is this?
Go and check it out.

Is Mr. Prahlad inside?

No.

I wonder where he's gone.

He did not come to have lunch
and his phone is switched off.

Did you check under that tree?

-He is not there. It is locked.
-Check his house.

-What about his bike?
-Here it is.

He must have gone somewhere.

He was missing for a day last week.

This has become a habit now.

Let's check in the evening.
Do you know Jagmohan's house?

Yes. Why?

-Let's go. I'll tell you.
-This way.

Follow me.

Let's check the hut.
The old woman said she stays here.

-Yes.
-Let's go.

Is anybody here?

Is nobody home?

-What is it, sir?
-Greetings.

Welcome, Mr. Secretary.

-No, I just came to enquire
about your well-being. -Yes.

Right.

-This...
-Please come.

When did Jagmohan
oust you from the house?

It's been two days.

-Two days? I see.
-Yes.

Go away.

What are you staring at?

The secretary will allot me
a better house than yours.

Won't you, Mr. Secretary?

Let me see. You may rest. Let me see.

Okay. You may go.

Come on.

Sir?

Ma'am, I gave you a bottle gourd.

-Where is it?
-Bottle gourd.

-He gave you a bottle gourd.
-Yes.

-I ate it.
-All of it?

Yes. I ate all of it.

All of it.

Come here.

Open the door, Jagmohan.

Jagmohan.

What is it? Why bang the door?
Want to break it?

-Move aside.
-What do you mean?

I need to check something.

-How can you barge in?
-There is a woman inside.

-So what if there is a woman?
-Mr. Vikas, this is wrong.

-Mr. Secretary!
-Look.

I ate all of the bottle gourd.

Mr. Vikas, this is wrong.

It's nothing. We are just checking.

What happened, Mr. Secretary?

-What are you looking for?
-What?

-Look for it.
-What happened?

-What?
-Here it is.

Is this the one?

It is.

This is our bottle gourd.

I got it from Biseshwar's farm.

I'll get you jailed for trying
to defraud the village council.

Understood?

He says he got it from a farm.

Mr. Secretary, I am not lying to you.

-Let's go.
-Why lie to us? Darn it.

Such a despicable man.

-What?
-Hey.

Sir, I gave this bottle gourd
to Jagmohan

so that he can feed it to his son.

He may not admit it.

-Please believe...
-Stop this nonsense.

I have regard for your age.

Don't try this again with me.
Understood?

Hey, Mr. Secretary.

Wait for a while.

Okay, Mr. Secretary.
You may not allot us the house.

I'll spread the news in the village that

the Council Chief and Manju Devi
fell into the pothole they had dug.

Jagmohan, mind your words.

Did the chief dig this pothole here?

It is his job to fill it anyway
even if he did not dig it, Mr. Vikas.

You won't understand
it now, Mr. Secretary.

When the whole village mocks them,

you will understand things clearly.

Spread the news.
Do whatever you want to.

-I'll handle it.
-Okay, Mr. Secretary.

You'll face the heat now.

Okay.

That won't happen, Chief.

They have a proper house.

Giving them a house under
'PM Garib Awas' would be ill*gal.

Mr. Secretary,

-Jagmohan needs to shut up.
-Why so?

How would it matter if anyone
learned that you fell in a pothole?

It's okay.

The legislator has been jailed.

If anyone passes a taunt, you can say

the road can't be made
when the MLA's post is vacant.

That is fine, sir, but

the chief will face humiliation.

Mr. Secretary, council
elections are around the corner.

What do I do now, Chief?

I don't know.

I had almost resigned
but I wonder why I came back.

Fine.

Don't do it.

Where is Prahlad?

I don't know. He is missing.

All buggers have lost it.

Chief!

Chief!

What happened, Mr. Compounder?

-How are you?
-Hello. I met Jagmohan.

-He said you have called me.
-No. Why would I?

He said ma'am's leg is injured.

Not at all. She is not injured.

-He said...
-I told you she's fine!

Won't she complain if she is hurt?

Will some random guy do it?

-Rinky! Open the door!
-Coming!

Thankfully, you got the compounder, dad.

She won't listen to me.

You should try.

-She is injured but...
-She is not injured.

She just slipped and fell.

There's no problem. Please leave.

-Just two minutes...
-I know about your two minutes.

You'll give her allopathic medicines.

And that will worsen her health
all the more. Get lost!

Darn it.

-What happened? Why lie to him?
-You won't get it.

The bugger, Jagmohan,

-is not...
-At least let him in.

-Let him in...
-He is a b*stard.

Was it necessary to come here walking?

You don't understand.

Your efforts will melt
the secretary's heart.

He is quite stubborn.

-He won't give in so soon.
-Why won't he?

-He is staring at me.
-Let him.

Pal, why is she limping?

These people are sinners.

Perhaps, she is being punished
for one of her sins.

And you are bringing it to light
one by one?

Listen. Limp all the way more
soon after getting inside.

Okay? The secretary should be moved.

Come. Stop staring at me and come.

Come. Yes. A little more.

You have come with an injured leg.

I had forbidden you...

Be careful.
If it is hurting, stay here for a while.

It's nothing. It is a minor injury.
I'll be fine.

Mr. Secretary, please come inside.
I've to talk about something important.

Don't stare at me.
I won't eat you alive.

Please come inside.

-Come.
-Please come.

-Careful.
-Sure. I'll be careful.

Mr. Secretary.

No harm will come to you.

How is that possible, ma'am?

Everyone, from Bhushan
to the MLA is after me.

Now, if anyone locks horns
with me, it'll be a problem.

You people are politicians.

Legal cases don't affect you much.

Where will I go?
This is my job, my career.

It'll get worse if I am booked.

How will you get booked?

She is staying separately from Jagmohan.

Sir, the old hag is lying to us.
She is staying with Jagmohan.

She'll get caught
if she comes under the scanner.

Tell her that mere pretence won't work.

If she wants a house,
she should stay separately hereafter.

Ma'am, there is a problem.

Nobody has heard or seen
domestic fights in Jagmohan's family.

-What if someone suspects?
-That's true.

I have an idea.

Let us go

and explain it to Jagmohan.

We'll tell him to have a proper
fight with his grandma.

Some people will witness it.

End of discussion. That's it.

-Yes.
-Right?

That is perfect.

What are you saying, Mr. Secretary?

How can I oust my grandma for real?

It is you who cooked this story up.

Yes, we did.

-So, you mean we should actually
oust her... -No more discussion.

This is the only way out.

-End of discussion. Right, sir?
-Yes.

Mr. Secretary.

I can't inflict such
agony on my grandma.

Fine. Then stay in this house.

Mr. Secretary.

It's a problem to stay
in a one-room house.

I'll manage, Jagmohan.

I have stayed in a hut for many years.

I can manage for a few more.

After that, we will get a new house.

Right, Mr. Secretary?

Yes.

Okay.

Okay, Mr. Secretary.

-We shall pretend to fight a little
and be done. -A little won't do.

The fight should be clearly heard
and be visible to neighbours.

Got it?

-Come on, Mr. Vikas.
-Hey.

Yes, Jagmohan!

You may kick me hard
and oust me from the house.

Then I shall scream in pain

and the entire village will hear it.

Thereafter, we will get a new house.

Right, Mr. Secretary?

-Push her out. Come out. Now!
-Leave quickly.

-Move!
-Get out fast!

-Such luxury...
-Stop talking and push her out.

Get lost.

-Take her. Just go.
-Move.

Move it. Take her now!

-Hey. Move.
-Don't oust me.

-I can't.
-Hurry up.

Take her away.

Enough of leading a luxurious life,
now, live in this hut.

I can't keep earning
and feeding so many mouths.

Earning money at this age is not easy.

-All she wants to do is eat. Get them.
-Her belongings are left behind.

Hey. Get going.

Get to work. This is no drama.

-Get going.
-Here.

-Go home now.
-Hey.

We have so much load on us.

Don't let her come inside.

Hey.

I thought you were joking with me.

I was, actually.

I thought of having tea all alone.

Me too.

I see.

You may go now. I'll have tea later.

No.

I mean

we can have it together.

It's dark now.

Nobody will see us.

-Nobody can see a thing in the dark.
-Yes.

-Shall we?
-Yes.

When did you start smoking?

Your parents put me under such tension

that I started it again.

I can understand.

But it is injurious to health.

Hey.

Who is that?

Mr. Prahlad?

Help him.

I'll leave.

Mr. Prahlad.

Mr. Prahlad, stay there.

Mr. Prahlad!

What are you doing here?

-This...
-Extend your hand.

Look at you. Extend your hand.

You got drunk and climbed up
in the dead of night.

Nothing, Mr. Secretary.

What nothing? Be careful.

Vikas has been looking for you for long.

You have lost your mind.

Look what you have done to yourself.

Come. Careful. Why had you climbed up?

Nothing, just...

Careful. Watch your step. Easy.

Come. Hey.

What... A few more steps. Come on.

Mr. Prahlad. Oh man.

Hello. Vikas, come to the office.

Get the chief along.

Hurry up. Come soon.
I'll tell you what it is.

Come.

Why had you climbed up?

Planning to commit suicide?

Mr. Secretary,

you are a noble soul.

Noble soul? You fold your hands. Come.

Come on. A few more steps. Let's go.

Come.

Come.

Sit here.

'Martyr, Rahul Pandey'

Mr. Prahlad, you say that
I am your friend.

You got my transfer stopped
and now, you do this. It's not done.

We are with you.

Mr. Prahlad!

What happened, Mr. Prahlad?

He got drunk and climbed up the tank.

Prahlad.

What have you done to yourself?

All thanks to alcohol.

This will ruin everything.

Let's go home. Get up.

-Come.
-I won't go home.

-Mr. Prahlad, let's go.
-No.

-Why won't you go home?
-I won't go home.

Come to my house. Let's take him.

-Come.
-Get up.

-Come.
-Yes.

Careful.

Hey.

Oh.

You people shouldn't be busy
in your life. Take care of him.

Otherwise, we will...

Vikas.

Put a lock on the staircase
leading to the tank tomorrow.

Nobody should climb up.

-Okay, ma'am.
-Do it tomorrow.

Take care of him.

I'll get a rug for him.