Badnaam Gali

Stop!

Damn you!

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Stop! I'm warning you!

If I get my hands on you I will pulverize you!

Stop, you scumbag! You won't stop running!

You scumbag!

Scoundrel! I will pulverize you.

Damn druggy!

Stop! Stop!

You jackass!

Stop!

Scoundrel!

Hey! Not inside! Not inside! Damn you!

Damn you! Scoundrel!

Damn you! Scoundrel!

Damn you! Scoundrel! You dog! Come here!

Cool down, Rano. You will explode. You will explode.

What are you doing?

Come here. Come here. Come here.

One moment. One moment. Tell me what he has done.

Ask him!

That's what I don't know.

Aunty, he had parked his Pajero over there. I only honked.

- You honked, you scoundrel? - Stop. Stop.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

What am I doing? Ask him. Tell the truth.

Did you honk on seeing my Pajero..

..or did you honk on seeing Satinder's sister?

- Scoundrel! Son of a gun! - What son of a gun, dad?

He has increased noise pollution honking all over the village.

Fantastic! My honking is noise pollution to me.

The girl who was sitting on your scooty beeping.

That did not seem like noise pollution to you?

Someone was honking and someone was beeping..

..but why are you going around the village acting like James Bond?

Hold on.

Where is the Pajero?

Daddy, I've told him before. Mind your own business.

You don't pay heed, do you?

Sure. You mind your own business as well.

Learn how to handle your wife and kids first.

Don't even try to handle us. - We will handle ourselves.

You have made your children so bad-mannered

This is all you can do.

Don't bother getting a job.

Why are you telling me? Injustice was being done in front of me..

Hey, injustice! Listen to me.

Are you a Superman or Spiderman?

You feel compelled to do justice where injustice is being done.

Yes, I feel compelled.

Yes, he feels compelled, dad.

He's talking nonsense!

Today he was beating one person because of Satinder's sister..

..and the other day.

What about the other day? What about the other day?

The other day he was beating Satinder because of someone else.

Yes, I will beat Satinder if he eve teases a girl.

If he eve teases!

- Grandpa. - Yes.

You wanted to know about the Pajero, right?

Yes. Tell me where the Pajero is.

I will bring the Pajero..

..but clam him down first.

He's been wailing since I got here.

Listen to that. He is always on my son's back.

I told you not to cross your limits. I am warning you.

You don't cross your limits, uncle..

and don't let your kids cross their limits.

Someday I shall stuff a sock in his mouth.

- I'll slap you! - Slap me.

What is he saying? He cannot handle his children.

You shut him up.

What am I supposed to do with this thing? Go there.

Have you lost your mind?

Calm down! Calm down! Mummy. Mummy. Are you deaf?

I told you to calm down.

You have turned this house into a fish market.

I don't want to live in this fish market.

I am going to aunt's house in Delhi, okay. I want peace of mind.

Does anyone in this house know what peace of mind is?

You understand? Peace of mind.

What is it? What? Why are you laughing?

You waste my petrol driving all over the village.

What will you do in Delhi?

You will burden your aunt, right?

Firstly, dad, I don't waste petrol, I waste diesel.

Both of them cost money.

It costs money to service the cars too..

which I do for free. You never talk about that.

- Really? - Yes.

The Pajero key.

The key of your Pajero is in the ignition of the Pajero..

..and your Pajero is parked next to Lala's shop.

Tell your earning son to go and bring the Pajero.

And let me tell you something.

You are so conceited about the car.

A day will come when

I will change cars to match my shoe color. Okay?

Yellow Lamborghini. Red Ferrari.

The servants at my house won't go to buy veggies in your Pajero.

This is a mental asylum. I don't want to live here.

Taxi.

Taxi.

Hey! Switch that off.

Why, brother? What is the matter?

Because the passenger says so. I am the passenger. Switch it off.

The passengers only think about themselves, brother.

Nobody understands the pain of us drivers.

We get into such a terrible state..

..plying the car from here to there all day long.

When we play a little music it makes us feel better.

Listen to me, your highness.

You will stop feeling better if I slap you.

I told you to switch if off. Switch it off, scumbag!

Okay.

Brother, you appear to be from Punjab.

How does it matter whether I am from Punjab or from Kanyakumari?

I am the passenger. When I told you to switch it off, you switch it off.

End of story. I have come to this city looking for peace..

..and you are playing songs.

Peace? In Delhi?

Bang-bang. Bang-bang.

The sound goes on till 3 AM in the night.

Till 3 AM?

What is it you do, sister? Your husband isn't here.

Sure, she has visitors.

She has so many visitors, Rani,

you will lose count of them.

- Take that. Peace. - You don't understand.

The body has needs.

One has to fulfil those needs.

- Right, sister? - You are right, aunty.

I think the needs of her bank account are being fulfilled..

..along with her body's needs.

Look. You are crossing the line now.

- Sounds come from every house.. - Sure, but they are no so loud.

Well, we don't have any secrets.

We are discussing things everyone knows.

That's right. Our street has a bad reputation because of you.

Huge cars come here.

They have cash transactions.

What are you saying?

What are you saying? - And condoms are found in the bin the next day.

Imagine. How can a girl become pregnant without her husband?

Wow! Hats off to your passion!

You guys wake up at 3 AM to listen to the sounds coming from my house.

You check my garbage.

It is clear what you have on your minds.

I think that your passion is running over..

..because your passion is lacking, brother.

What do you mean?

I mean if you show your passion at the right time in the night..

she won't have so much garbage on her mind.

And if your passion is somewhat lacking these days..

..medicines are available on the internet these days.

They can be delivered at home, brother.

Are you corrupting my husband?

I was saying..

Come with me, aunty.

I shall show you where the sounds come from.

What are you doing?

Why are you so afraid? Are you going to Baba Ram rahim's house?

No. Don't you trust his character?

Stop it. I am getting late for office.

Let's go and tend to our homes.

It's not going to make any difference to her.

In any case, who can talk to a girl whose parents we know nothing about?

Sure. The people whose parents are known are so very classy, right?

You are setting such a good example for your kids.

Shame on you!

Go! You go! And what are you watching? The scene is over. Go!

Go! You go!

You? Do you also have questions?

My aunt's house.

Come. Come. Come. Come. Take this.

Aunt, this is a nice society.

Yes. It is really very nice.

How was your journey?

Don't ask, aunt.

It wasn't a journey. It was suffering. It was very bad!

Oh!

Hush. Anyway, never mind that. Look at this.

What are you doing?

Selfie.

- I see. - Smile.

The people here in the colony have FOMO.

FOMO. What is that?

Fear of missing out.

Let me tell everyone who has come to my house.

Hash, my handsome boy has come to my house.

Send.

Handsome.

- Son. - Yes.

Do you want black coffee or milk coffee?

What is this, aunt?

Silly chap. This is called a French press.

I see.

Mrs. Khurana saw it and she commented too.

Rani hasn't seen it as yet. It's okay. She must be busy.