Thrissivaperoor Kliptham

Synopsis: David Pauly ever wanted in life was to witness the downfall of his high school nemesis Chembaden Joey. When Joey louses up Davy's betrothal ceremony, Davy and his friends vow to scheme up something that would button up Joey forever.
Genre: Comedy
139 min


Hey! Stop it and get ready!

Don't we have to go to the Church?

- Coming, aunt!

- Let this song get over.

- Aunt Maria!

Wow! Pork?

How is it?

Is it nice?

Very nice!

Grandma, look here!

Serve some extra pork for me.

I can give only little.

Hey! Take some Achappam.

Oh! The pork is here?

Beef is not allowed, right?

Hey! Click me as well!

Thomas, are you clicking the

photos properly? Let me see!

Bring it here!

- Where is aunty?

You're drinking by the corner?

Didn't you give it to aunt?

She is looking for you!

You didn't catch anyone!

Where were you looking?

- These kids!

Check who it is!

Mischeivous girl!

- Hey Cicily!

Sweep this off.


To David Pauly,

Kottamel House.

"From Friends"

You go to the Church!

I will come there.

Oh! The princess is

stuck with her radio?

When are you going to

proceed to the Church?

For every event in Dave's life,

his friends were there with him.

It wasn't rig ht to avoid

them from this function!

You're not liking the fact that my brother

is getting married & starting a family?

My dear son,

I know,

what your true intention is!

You might be thinking that if you

get Dave married in a hurry,

the property and wealth

would be partitioned.

Don't even have such ideas!

Come here, my dear.

- Why?


Until I die, none of you is going

to get even an iota of your shares.

Get lost!


Are you ready to leave?


- What is it?

No! Nothing!

You left last week saying

that you'll be right back!


Cat caught your tongue?

You left from here saying that you

will cancel the engagement somehow!

And you've come back when it's

time for me to go to the Church!

Bro, you are a sicko;

A drunkard, a rowdy;

you even have accounts at every

night service in Thrisshur market.

I said all this to them!

To cancel the engagement.

This attire demands

a certain respect!

But that bloody dad,

that 'Alligator' Pranchi;

he doesn't trust Priests at all!

What do we do now?

Suffer! That's all!

- Uncle!

What's it?

- This is for Dave uncle.

- You go!

What the hell is that?

It's some kind of a gift.

'From Friends'


From Friends?

Oh merciful Lord,

make my brother separate himself

from every bad friendship,

and prepare him for

a good family life.


Oh God! Listen to our prayers!

God, this is for our Dave.

See to it that there

won't be any trouble.

Just have an eye on him!

Just one eye!

Are you listening, dad?


Oh my God!

It's rum! 'Ottakkannan'

(Single Eye)

- Not Karma.

- Mookken.

Jose Mookken.

If he drinks again,

he can ascend to the heaven

in the chariot of death,

before the next Church festival.

What should I do now?

You needn't do anything.

I know what has to be done!

I'm going to get you married!

As an elder brother,

I have to do my duty.

After that, do whatever

the hell you want!

Dave, wait!

You should promise me.

Right here, right now!


- Yes. Promise!

Keep your hand on one

of our heads,

and promise that you

will never ever drink again.

Make it fast!

Chetta, no!

We have two daughters!

Oh God!

- Dad, no!



Will I be the scapegoat?


If you dare to touch alcohol

before your wedding,

rivers of blood will flow here!

What the hell!

Where do I dispose this now?

Close the door!


don't do that!

Bro, keep it in the toilet.

Who is it?

It's your uncle.

Come out, man!

What's going on there?

They are here!


- Open the door!


my old trick is the best!

Praise be to Lord Jesus!

Praise be to Him now and forever!

What is going on here?

I've been calling

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