Gangs of Wasseypur 2

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May I Ieave now?

Good bye!

- Bye.

Definite, come here.

Come inside.

He just Ieft...!

FiII up the tank.

Let's go...

Hey, FaizaI...

Someone just shot yourfather.

Someone shot your dad.

Danish... wait, son.

Get inside, mom!

- I want to come.

You shouId stay home.

Nothing wiII happen to dad.

Shama, take her inside.

Nagma:
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Let me go with you, son.

Were'nt you supposed to

be with dad, f***er?

I feII asIeep.

- 'FeII asIeep? FeII asIeep?'

AsshoIe!

You're aIways Iying stoned

on FazIu's terrace.

Like you're aIways Iying on top of

sis-in-Iaw in the bedroom.

Enough!

Nagma:
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Hurry up!

Eye witness:
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We were having tea...

...when Mr. Sardar Khan's car drove in.

We recognized him as

he comes here often.

SuddenIy there was Ioud firing

and a few guys on motorcycIes....

Father!!

Danish:
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Who kiIIed him?

Who the f*** kiIIed my father?

Sir, they have arrested one

of the shooters.

Get out, motherf***er!

Get out...!

Look, you can't...

- Stay back.

I said stand back!

Asgar:
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Rip the f***er a new hoIe!

Speak, bastard!

Speak.

He just Ieft...!

Hey, FaizaI...

...Iets take father's body home.

But... we're in the midst of

an investigation...

Shut the f*** up!

This is my father's corpse,

and it wiII go straight home.

So f*** your investigation.

Understood?

Come on, Iift him...

WonderfuI news, Mr. Singh!

WonderfuI news, Mr. Singh!

Our officers can finaIIy breathe

easy after 12 years.

Not for Iong, I'm afraid.

Sardar Khan's gone,

but he's Ieft behind 4 sons.

Five.

- Sorry?

Five.

Four from the first wife,

and one from the second.

The second one's a cook

at my pIace.

Meet Sardar Khan's fifth.

What's your name?

Definite.

- Why 'Definite'?

Because I have a definite

mission in Iife.

Which is?

Sardar Khan's death.

But he's aIready dead.

How many rotis are ready?

-About 8.

Shama:
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Hurry up... they're waiting.

I'II serve some curry tiII then.

How can you aII eat?

Even I beIong to

brother SuItan's famiIy.

You are now my famiIy.

And my parents?

They are my parents too.

But what about what your

mom just said?

You're just pissed that someone eIse

bumped off your oId man, not you.

FazIu's mom:
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Brother Saggir's caII for you...

Yes, coming mom...

Go to heII, Ioser!

Danish:
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You have to stay aIert aII the time.

FazIu doped you with weed and

informed SuItan that dad was riding aIone.

SuItan was there himseIf,

with Saggir and another guy.

And Iike a dumbass you kept

hanging with your 'buddy'!

Wanna pIay with a two-face,

better Ieam to carry a mask.

FazIu:
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Tomorrow morning, at the shopping centre.

Danish:
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Let me know if you can't do this, FaizaI.

Sit.

He's not here.

But FaizaI had said he'd

be here by 11am.

What time is it?

Come on...

Iet's Ieave, son.

Now what are you doing?

Nagma:
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Stay away from Iong haired girls at schooI.

Look at this fat Iice.

Go to your room, boys.

Where is Shama?

May I ask something?

-Yes.

Can't you Ieave this bIood shed

and Iook after the famiIy?

Begging for your brother's Iife, eh?

No... yours.

Look here Shama Parveen,

don't you ever interfere in my work.

Understood?

DHANBAD POLICE STATION

I surrender...

for steaIing wood.

Easy there, buddy!

FazIu:
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There are cops here.

Sutan:
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F*** them.

Yes, I was angry and

had threatened to kiII him...

...but I wasn't even at the

shopping centre that morning.

Lawyer:
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Why did you surrender then?

I had stopped and unIoaded

wood from a train.

When I Iearnt that it's iIIegaI

I decided to surrender myseIf.

Judge:
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Do you have any otherwitnesses?

Lawyer:
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No, your honour.

Judge:
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You are reIeased with a fine of Rs.500.

Non-payment wiII Iead to...

...15 days imprlsonment.

Run... run, motherfuckers!

OId BoIIywood song:]

Such kindness...

Such compassion...

Such kindness...

Such compassion...

It wiII take me many years...

It wiII take me many Iifetimes

to repay you.

Guddu

Love has a very high price to pay.

But whenever they speak of

Iove orfideIity...

Love has a very high price to pay.

But whenever they speak of

Iove orfideIity...

...the worId wiII take our names...

...the worId wiII onIy teII our storles.

Such kindness...

Such compassion...

It wiII take me many years...

It wiII take me many Iifetimes

to repay you.

Nagma:
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He's compIeteIy incapabIe.

Drugs have made him useIess.

The pain of Iosing one so young...

...and Danish was my first-born.

CaIm down...

I understand your...

FaizaI...

...when wiII your bIood boiI, son?

Yourfather paid for your

drugs with his Iife.

Now your brother has paid the

price for your reckIessness.

So when wiII you puII

the trigger, boy?

When wiII you Ieave those potheads and

avenge your father and brother?

Look at your eyes...

dead with drugs.

Nasir:
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Enough, Nagma...

If those fiIthy hands can onIy eat,

then Iet me feed you, f***er!

Now what are you staring at?

Nagma:
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Where's that knife?

Nasir:
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Stop it. Have you Iost it?

Here... Iet me chop those

useIess fingers.

Enough, mother.

- I'II chop them.

This is madness, Nagma!

Shut up!

You wiII stay out of this.

Father, grandfather, brother...

your son FaizaI wiII avenge them aII.

Don't cry, my oId Iady.

Staying stoned won't heIp you

forget Danish's death.

Who wants to forget, uncIe?

It's been a month since we buried him.

I know that.

Then what are you doing about it?

Same as you...

...counting days!

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