Mahatma

LLive with head held high, my brother...

Born in the land of Telugu, so walk tall among the world...

Offer prayers with devotion to Mother Telugu for giving birth and raising you...

Be proud of this birth...

LLand with three holy LLingams and three holy places...

Ever beautiful, ever prospering, boon of previous birth's good deeds...

LLand of three dusks...

LLife is fulfilled...

LLord Vishnu appeared as Telugu in Srikakulam and added glory to your history...

LLord Shiva has risen like a wall around your

Satavahana, the lionman who rode on lion is your ancestor...

LLord Rama with his consort and brother LLakshmana lived in Panchavati...

That is enough for your claim to fame...

What you've got is the treasure of many a great people's dedication and sacrifice...

Even the meekest here is the mightiest, that's the tradition of Telugu...

The tricolor flag fluttering in the country is pride of Telugu...

LLive with the respect as the eldest son of Mother lndia...

With sacrifices of so many great men,

our Telugu people who became role models to the nation,

but today with politics of selfishness,

with caste, religious, tribe, regional differences,

it is dying... - Brother!

Brother...they are raising down our homes.

They are going to build a Fab city.

Fab city! - We don't want!

Mrs. Kalarani, State Minister Kalarani! Down..down...

What's this labour unrest? l told you l don't want any trouble.

What the hell were you doing?

You lay the foundation and leave, l'll take care of these filthy people.

Down with your injustice!

We don't want Fab city! Don't play the lives of poor!

ls this your father's property?

Whose homes will you raise down? Whose lives are you pushing to streets?

Who do you think these people are?

They are my elder sisters, my elder brothers and my little brothers.

My little sisters, my people.

You're a ruling party MLLA, you too are opposing me?

Which ever party l may belong to, can l keep quiet if you displace their lives?

We don't want your Fab cities and fashion cities,

we are poor people, all we need is food,

let us live here in our own places,

Minister, l'll give my life for my people,

if you dare to go ahead, be ware! l'll take your life!

How dare you threaten a Minister! Are you such a great man?

Stop...stop...stop... they are rich people.

We are poor people.

They will beat and kill us, can we stand against them?

Stop...you don't get enraged, l'll put my life before yours,

Minister, you're here to kill us, right? Kill me first, l'll sit here only.

l'll sit in this ditch only. Kill me...fill it with bricks and mortar.

Come on, bury me alive! Build your Fab city on my grave.

Earn millions! l'll give my life happily for my people.

LLong live Dada! - LLong live Dada!

Call from party office.

What's this Kalarani? What are you doing there?

Not me, this Dada, l promised them good homes elsewhere,

and also jobs in Fab city, but still they are refusing.

Don't know what you'll do, give the phone to Dada.

Why should l stop it?

This is my constituency, these people voted me as their MLLA,

if my people are going to get injustice, l don't care about party also.

Don't get excited and talk because of TV news channels,

entire state knows what our party is doing on TV channels,

you come back.

l'll come only after this lady Minister clears of this place.

Give the phone to Kalarani.

You back off immediately, else l may have to report to high command.

Got me? - l don't like this, sir.

But still l'm giving up for your word.

LLong live Dada! LLong live leader of poor labour!

Stop...you don't worry! Your homes are safe till l'm alive!

Would l leave my family to the streets?

Whether Kalarani comes or anyone, l'm there for you all!

LLong live Dada!

Brother, take care of the man who held my collar.

boss.

How dare you hold my collar, you stooge of Kalarani.

lf my madam knows l'm here,

your entire family will be wiped out, bloody bastard.

Do you know who was crying now? - Rajesh, right?

That's why l like you very much.

How much you want? - Rs.200 crores.

Rs.200 crores for Rajesh?

Not for that, but for your favourite Fab city.

Fab city?

Project cost is Rs.5000 crores. Using some NRl's name as proxy,

Government loan is Rs.4500 crores, it's all public money,

you got it free, how much did l ask from you?

Just Rs.200 crores only.

lf you give, people of that place will cool down,

or else they will fight for their homes.

l'll give 50! - Rs.250 crores!

Rs.70 crores! - Rs.300 crores!

She cut the line!

Team Rockerz

What's this man?

Without shame you come every month to take half salary after losing your gun.

Tell the lnspector the truth, where have you pledged the gun?

Thieves stole it, l swear on you.

Das got drunk and killed Narsing using your gun,

you're narrating tales about losing gun to save him.

Sir, instead of getting chided by idiots, it's better to live with half salary.

You too do something silly and get suspended,

l'll show you how to live happily outside.

LLooks like he'll spoil all of us, send him out immediately sir.

Why send me out? l got my money, l'll leave on my own.

PK bhai! l'm here!

How do you know l got my salary? Half salary, let's have a half.

No half bottle, let's celebrate with a full bottle.

Full? How?

PK bhai, land settlement, loads of money,

break a man's bones and get Das to do it.

Rocking Golconda, whistling in Charminar...

Break into a jig...

Team Rockerz

Naming it after street dog... drenching with filth...

dishonouring us in public to win an Oscar...

We have become cheap to the white man... Kick it off...

lf you go behind the bars for cheating public money...

You got Rs.7000 crores, whose money is it anyway?

Shame on you...

Team Rockerz

Every party has a newspaper... matter on pamphlets...

Words are useless... no news just lies...

Are people fools? Read it...read it man...

lf anyone marries, it's great for the crows...

When Subbi marries Yenki, it's news for the media...

Shame on you... You jealousy!

Team Rockerz

Just for a warning, it's five grand.

For vacating house and collecting dues, it's ten.

For beating up, it's fifteen.

For breaking limbs, it's twenty.

Murder, we don't do it. - Now, tell him.

Someone has occupied my two acre plot in Madhapur,

you must vacate him, his name is Gaja.

Rs.50000! - Rs.100000!

One lakh!

Dada's son Paidamma is behind him.

Paidamma!

Then, make it two!

Have you gone mad? Dada is behind this, let's stay out.

Not Dada but his son. - Both are same.

Dada may forgive later but Paidamma will never, a crooked bastard!

Will he pay Rs.2 lakhs for nothing?

lf you go against Dada, we'll lose everything.

Brother, l intervened without knowing you're behind this,

please forgive me.

Shall we seek his forgiveness? Curtains down, show is over.

You're very cunning, your place is in Assembly not here.

No need of such tall dreams. Take advance.

Das, stay out of this land problem. You'll get your bones broken up.

Team Rockerz

Bloody!

Son, pray to God, dear! - Go to your grandpa, dear.

Come dear... - Father-in-law, your BP tablet.

l thought a doctor son-in-law will reduce my medical bills,

but your husband has made my home into a dispensary, dear daughter.

Sir, if we see what the child would pick... - As you say priest.

Hey, give me that knife. - Will you keep this knife also?

That's a sentiment.

Nobody in our clan is educated, please pick up the pen, my dear son.

Stop it, why would he pick up a pen? He'll pick money, he's my son.

He's God fearing like his elder aunt, pick up the idol, my dear.

He's like his younger aunt, he'll pick gold like me.

Gold...money...God... - He picked the knife!

He picked the knife! - Dada's grandson picked a knife.

My father has come back as my grandson.

How can a calf graze elsewhere if cow grazes in the field?

Shut up, fool! - You took words of my mouth.

Sl, it's Gandhinagar Das.

Put him behind the bars and break his bones.

Tagore, it seems Dada stopped your area from raising down for building Fab city.

Yes, he did stop it. - Thank God.

Why do they want to raise it down?

SEZ means making few rich with many people's lives.

LLong live All lndia Party! LLong live Delhi Party!

Are you coming from a party meeting?

Can't you see? He's fully drunk!

Not for free, Rs.500, a biryani and a quarter bottle.

Move out! - What happened?

Bloody! Severe headache. - Have a beer, it'll give you relief.

Have a glass of milk, it'll give relief.

Making fun of me!

Hey mad man, go away! Brother will kick you.

Das, Sl is calling you, come with me.

Brother is having severe headache, he's having a drink, can't you see it?

He'll come in the evening, go now. - Hey you stop!

He said he'll come in the evening. Go...l'll pay Rs.100, go now.

You got suspended for doing like this, still unresentful.

Move away!

You bloody!

Get down! - Coming!

How dare you kick me! - Don't pull me, it's paining.

Come man, three months in jail will straighten you up.

LLet me see it, hasn't yet come? - Das, your bail is on the way.

Open it! - Who will get you out on bail?

lf courts are here for punishments, some lawyers are here to bail us out.

Watch out! - LLet me see it.

Watch it!