"This world. This atmosphere."
"lt's of no use to me."
'No, no, no. They're singing the wrong song.'
'No one is heartbroken here.'
'Actually, a tradition has been broken here.'
'They are celebrating that.'
'This is a family of constables.'
'Since the last four generations..'
'..the men of this family have been constables..'
'..and have retired as constabIes.'
'But today, the son of this famiIy..'
'..Fateh Singh has broken this tradition.'
Put it up properly. - I'm doing it.
Aunt, come outside. Brother Fateh has come.
My baby! My sweetheart! - 'He did become a constable at first..'
'..but he won't retire as a constable..'
'..since he has become an inspector now.'
'There are many who didn't expect this from Fateh.'
'They're embarrassed now.'
"You guys are embarrassed now."
"l'm a policeman now."
Hello.
Hello! HelIo!
Uncle, how are you? - l'm fine, son. Very well.
What wouId you say? A family of constables?
We had gotten used to saluting to such an extent..
..that even when a vegetable vendor called out to us, we would salute.
Be careful, l'm warning you.
My family only salutes, but your family could be ruined.
Master, give me your blessings. Hello.
Bless you, son. Bless you.
What wouId you say?
"Son, you can't even cross the 10th cIass."
I got through the 10th class.
Now you cross the police station and show me.
"You can't even write an essay on the Punjab police."
Nowadays essays are being written on us, master.
No, son. It's not that.
I always knew that you would achieve something when you grow up.
I've achieved it now, that's why you feel so.
You would call me useless earIier.
Don't you dare call a child useIess again!
Son. - Yes?
ShouId we talk about your marriage with our Nikki?
"How can we get our girl married to this idiot?"
This is what you would say, right?
How can I falsify your statement?
Come on, have tea and get going. Okay?
Otherwise I may have to throw you out.
My baby! My sweetheart! My darling!
My son looks so handsome wearing an inspector's uniform.
You look so good, son.
You've given birth to a handsome son. The uniform is just an excuse.
He has gone on his father.
Shut up. I will break your teeth with a hammer.
I will compIain. - You will compIain!
If he was like you, he wouId have remained a constable like your famiIy.
He wouldn't have become an inspector.
Don't you dare! Today your love overflows.
Come on, son. The whole village wants to get pictures clicked with you.
But mother, l feel like dancing. Can we dance right now?
Let's do it.
"My son will dance."
"lt's of no use to me. This world.."
Get lost. - Mike?
Strange. They don't even let you sing.
Stop it. What is this?
I will sing myseIf. Come on.
"We wear a turban. We are men of attitude."
"We are egoistic and strong."
"We are very gutsy."
"No one can stand in front of us."
"The dance of the Punjabis will make them look like kings today."
"Vacate the pIace. Mr. Singh will dance today."
"Mr. Singh wiIl dance today."
"Dance."
"When we prosper, peopIe get jealous of us."
"We're cIean at heart. We never cheat anyone."
"OnIy we can carry off style."
"Vacate the pIace. Mr. Singh will dance today."
"Mr. Singh wiIl dance today."
"Dance."
"We live happily. We drink a little when we're happy."
"We're stubborn, but great at heart. We ceIebrate on a grand scale."
"Not one, but two drums wiII be played till late at night."
"Vacate the pIace. Mr. Singh will dance today."
"Mr. Singh wiIl dance today."
The inspector is so strange.
I wonder where I've kept it. - l didn't find it, sir.
You idiots! The whoIe department couldn't find my uniform?
Have some shame! - Sir, you're the one who's naked.
Why shouId we have shame?
My eyes are red and I have three stars on my shoulder.
You're joking with Inspector Joginder?
Consider yourself closer to death.
Go and look for my uniform! - Yes!
The Inspector is roaming about in boxers.
What if someone comes to lodge a complaint?
Sir, good morning!
Sir, your uniform!
You're wearing my uniform?
How did a constable dare to wear an inspector's uniform!
Sir, why are you getting so angry?
If l wore yours, you should have worn mine.
Don't mind.
When a person is in danger, he runs towards even more dangerous peopIe.
You're talking Iike that to your senior?
I'll fire you!
How can you fire me, sir?
I work for the government, not for you.
I respect you because you're senior to me.
Or else l would have flailed you.
If you talk nonsense, then l'll show you what real nonsense is.
Just tell me what 'fIail' means.
What will you get by knowing the meaning?
Get your uniform washed. l wonder when you got it washed the last time.
It's stinking. Moreover, you're getting furious at me.
Reduce your stomach, sir. Your pant is a bit loose for me.
Stop your.. - Excuse me, Inspector.
Yes, madam? - Actually, my purse has been stolen.
So, I've come to lodge a compIaint.
Madam, taIk to me. Tell me, of what coIor was your purse?
ActuaIly, I want the inspector to lodge my compIaint, not the peon.
Madam, for your kind information, I'm not a peon.
I'm in charge of this police station. Inspector Joginder Singh Brar.
In your boxers?
You've onIy seen the hands of law so far.
So what if you've seen the legs of the Iaw today?
It's another matter that the legs of the law are a Iittle thin..
..but still, you can lodge your compIaint.
I want the commissioner to lodge my complaint.
Commissioner?
Yes. If this man wearing boxers is an inspector..
..then you must be the commissioner.
Ma'am, if it's about the commissioner, then come with me.
I'll record your complaint.
You've lost one purse, right? - Yes.
The Punjab Police will find four for you.
Come with me.
Madam, please Iisten to me.
Sir, you really get yourself insulted very well. - Stop your nonsense!
Since he has come to this poIice station..
..he has made my life miserable.
He took my uniform today. He could take my position too, in the future.
Why don't you talk to the DC? He is Iike family to you.
What will I tell the DC? That he stole my uniform?
He'll say that a person who can't take care of his uniform..
..how will he take care of the police station?
But sir, what do we do now?
We'lI just have to wait for the right opportunity.
He took my uniform for a day.
If l don't take away his uniform for good..
..I won't be calIed Inspector Joginder Singh.
Fateh, l don't understand something.
Why did you borrow the inspector's uniform?
Shera, l was helpless.
The men of four generations in my family have retired as constables.
I had to shut people up. I was under a lot of pressure.
I Iied at home that I've become an inspector. That I've been promoted.
I wore the inspector's uniform yesterday and took rounds in the viIlage.
Now I don't have to worry for the next five to seven months.
We'lI think of what has to be done Iater.
It's mother's call.
Hello, mother. Hello. - HeIlo. Hello, son.
How is my dear son doing? How's your work?
The work is fine. You tell me. How are you?
There's good news. There's a marriage proposal for you.
There's a proposal for me? - Yes.
The girl's famiIy wanted to meet you.
I told them that my son is an inspector.
He's not sitting idle that he can take an off and come.
So, we decided that we'lI come to the poIice station..
..along with the girl and her family next month.
Why will you come to the police station?
Let them aIso see my son's position.
But mother.. - Listen.
The master was saying
that he too will come to the police station with us.
Mother, what will the master do here?
He was saying that he wants to get his passport signed.
He was saying that my inspector son will have to sign.
Okay, son. Do your work. You must be busy.
Okay. Bye. - No, no..
Fateh, if your lie is caught, you'II be humiIiated in the vilIage.
What do I do now? I'll be finished.
What's the matter? - l'm tense, Shera.
The police don't worry. They troubIe others.
Forget all that. Let's go on the rounds.
Let's catch someone and make some money.
"Shampy son. Father's only son."
"Goes to Canada."
"Now he will not return, father."
Police! Father, police!
Stop! Stop! - Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop this scooter.
Sir, this is not a scooter.
This is Shampy's love.
Why are you stopping us?
We want to worship you.
Show me the papers of the vehicle.
We have aII the papers.
Take this. Check them. - Check it, Shera.
Give me. - But please hurry up, brother.
Why? Why are you in a hurry? Are you going to get engaged?
That's very expensive these days, brother.
Nowadays in weddings we do things in a cheaper way.
Father, what are you saying?
Just tell brother clearly that I am going to the airport..
..to board a flight to Canada.
The papers are fine.
Shampy is going to Canada! Passport!
How can you go to Canada?
Pay a fine for three pillions. Come on.
How three pillions? We're just two peopIe.
The two of you and the third one is your God.
Why have you written behind? That God is with us?
That makes it three pillions. - But brother, God is with everyone.
No. He's not with me. I'm in a very bad condition.
Pay Rs. 500.
Brother, let's do one thing.
Let's bargain on the rate. Please reduce it.
You're bargaining with the Punjab Police?
I'll flail you!
What does that mean?
What will you do with the meaning? Give me the money!
Brother, don't talk to us like that!
You are a constable and you're demanding an inspector's fine.
Constable! ShouId l show you what I am?
He slapped your dear son.
Beat me as much as you want, but pIease Iet me go to Canada.
For now, you'lI go to prison.
If you stay in prison for four days..
..your father wiII pay 2500 instead of 500.
You call me constabIe.
He slapped your dear son twice. Father, what are you doing?
Father! What are you doing? - Come here. Come on.
Come on. - Father! Father!
Please stop them! Please! l have to go to Canada.
Couldn't you have kept quiet, you idiot?
Now, instead of going abroad, you'II go to prison.
Come on. - Your dear son was slapped thrice!
Father, you betrayed me! Come on! - Love you, son! Love you!
DCP, what made you call me today? Just command me.
You might find this strange.
I want to discuss a personal problem with you.
Tell me, sir. - Joginder, you know..
..that I have no famiIy.
18 years ago, my wife left with my 6-year-old daughter.
Why, sir?
Because we divorced.
You're lucky. My wife says she won't Ieave me until I die.
No, Joginder. Even I felt the same before.
But now, I feel Ionely.
I feel Iike my family, my daughter should be with me.
So, what's the probIem, sir? Call your daughter here.
No, Joginder. It's not that easy.
During our divorce, it was the court's order that..
..I can't meet my daughter without my wife's permission.
So, sir, didn't you ever try to meet her after that?
I did.
But my wife took Pooja to Canada.
It's been so many years.
I haven't even seen my daughter's face.
I don't know anything about her..
..besides the fact..
..that she owns a beauty parIor in Canada.
Joginder.
I feel Iike someone shouId go there somehow..
..and bring my daughter back to me.
Sir, do you think this is easy?
No. Absolutely not.
This can be done only if God helps me.
Sir, consider your work done. - How?
I know a person who can do this very easiIy.
Who's that? - He's the most hardworking constable..
..in the Punjab Police. Fateh Singh.
If it is so..
..then make arrangements to send him to Canada immediately.
Consider this done, sir.
Canada? - Yes.
But sir, how can l bring the DC's daughter to Punjab?
Silly, only you can bring her back.
After all, you're the most hardworking constable in the Punjab Police.
Sir, I don't normally drink.
But I feel like drinking this.
Shall I drink? - Yes, sure.
I drank it.
Sir, teIl me something. How will I benefit from alI this?
Silly, you're the only one who'II benefit.
If you do this successfully, then you can come back..
..and demand whatever you want from the DC.
I can demand whatever l want? - Of course.
This means if I bring the DC's daughter to Punjab..
..I can become an inspector too?
Consider yourself the inspector aIready.
I am an inspector? - Of course.
Then sir, don't make a constable's drink. Make an inspector's drink.
You greedy man!
Enough, sir. Don't make me the DC.
By the way, you're a scoundreI. - Same to you, sir.
There's no need to behave like that with me.
I'm your senior. My eyes are red and there are three stars on my shoulder.
You're competing with Inspector Joginder?
Consider yourself cIoser to success.
Love you, sir.
Thank you. - But sir, tell me something.
If l go abroad..
..then who will pay for my accommodation and traveIling there?
Silly, a government official doesn't spend from his pocket.
The government wilI pay for you.
The government? - Yes.
But how, sir? - Just make a faIse case..
..to solve which you will be going to Canada.
Then the government will pay and you will enjoy.
But sir, it doesn't look nice.
Did it look nice when you stole my uniform?
And even ministers make such excuses and go abroad.
They don't go to work.
Sir, you have a point.
But sir, if we have to make a false case..
..then where wiII we get a criminal from?
You have a point.
'Brother.'
Brother.
Respected sir, pIease let me go.
Please have mercy on me.
If you have mercy on me, then God will have mercy on you.
Brother, I request you.
Please have mercy.
I have to go to the great Iand of Canada before my visa expires.
Let go of your dear son.
I need your help. Please.
Help.. Help..
Shampy, the dacoit?
Sir, it's an old case. We've heard that he smuggles in Canada these days.
Fateh will go there to catch him.
Firstly, we'll get a visa soon.
Moreover, we won't have to worry about the expenses.
Whose idea was this? - Fateh's.
I'm impressed. Good.
Joginder. - Yes, sir.
You were right.
Fateh is the most hardworking constable in the Punjab Police.
But sir, l want to be the most hardworking..
..inspector in the Punjab Police.
Don't worry, son.
Just do this for me. I'll promote you.
Even if l have to remove Joginder's uniform and give it to you.
Anyway, his uniform fits me, sir.
It's stretchable. lt fits anyone.
Whether a constable wears it or a DCP.
What? - Sorry, sir.
Sir, don't worry.
Your daughter will be standing in front of you within a month.
Very good. - Yes.
Come, Fateh. - Yes.
I'll give you some more details about Pooja. - Okay.
And Joginder. - Sir.
Fax this fiIe to the Canada poIice. - Okay, sir.
Come, Fateh. - Okay, sir.
Joginder, have you made the wrong move?
Hi. - Good morning.
Good morning, Singh.
By the way, the chief wants to see you in his office.
Okay.
So, what do you think, Singh?
I'm sorry, sir.
I'm ready to handle this case by myself.
But being a partner of an officer of the Punjab Police?
I'm sorry, sir.
But why?
Sir, trust me. l've heard a lot of cases about them.
They're very unprofessional. They can't be trusted.
But I've been sent the information that..
..Fateh Singh is their best officer.
Sir, the information could be false.
Now, this dacoit Shampy doesn't look like a smuggler.
He looks like an application for mafia.
Look, Singh, no matter what you think..
..you'Il have to solve this case..
..along with that officer from the Punjab Police.
You're the only one who's Punjabi here.
Sir, you're Punjabi too.
Fifty percent. I'm the boss here.
End of conversation.
Right, sir.
'Attention, please. Requesting passenger Gary Johnson..'
'..to report to baggage counter.'
"The one with beautifuI eyes."
"l have heard that your eyes.."
'..are requested to proceed to gate number 6 for boarding. Thank you.'
Fateh Singh?
Officers stand with such boards to welcome big ministers.
This is happening for me today?
God, You've made me happy today.
Mr. Fateh Singh?
Amazing! Give this to me, girl. I'll frame it.
What the hell are you doing? Who are you?
Talk with respect, girI. Don't talk to me like that.
I'm Fateh Singh, almost an inspector from the Punjab Police.
You're Fateh Singh?
Yes. And this is my deputy red Iabel.
Red label? - Yes.
When l hit someone with this, it creates such a red mark on his face..
..that he becomes the property of the Punjab Police.
Anyway, forget about the Punjab Police. You won't understand it.
Do one thing, dear. Here's Rs. 5.
Go buy a chocoIate for yourseIf.
And go back to school. The teacher must be looking for you.
Give this to me.
Chocolate? Teacher? What nonsense are you talking?
Dear, it doesn't look nice. Talk with respect.
Which school do you study in?
How many times have you failed in the 12th standard? TelI me.
What school?
I'm an officer of the Vancouver Police Department, idiot.
You're a policewoman!
Policewoman? - Lady poIice?
Why have you worn this bIue color uniform?
Why haven't you worn khaki?
This is the police uniform in Canada.
Blue color?
The khaki uniform looks powerful.
Over there, peopIe don't accept letters..
..from postmen wearing khaki uniform..
..fearing that it could be a warrant.
Seeing your blue uniform,
peopIe might consider you a schooI girl and not even be scared of you.
The police here are not to scare people, but to heIp them.
If the common peopIe don't get scared of the poIice..
..then how will hooligans be scared?
The foreign government is crazy. They have no sense.
If your speech is over, then can we go?
Yes, let's go. I don't want to chat with you either.
Where's the vehicle of the Punjab PoIice? - ln the parking.
In the parking?
"The weather seems naughty today.." - Hey! This way.
Why have you parked it so far? You should have brought it here.
It's not alIowed.
Why are the poIice not alIowed?
If it has the red siren, you can park it even on the moon.
'Six dollars.'
'Thank you.'
Talk to the government and ask them to change the color of your uniform.
'10 dollars.'
I'm a policeman.
'10 dollars.' - Madam, I said I'm a policeman.
Hold on. I am paying.
'10 dollars.'
I said I'm a policeman. Why are you asking for money?
'Thank you.'
That's how these people are.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. - Oh, my God!
Bye.
This is your guesthouse.
Wow! Wonderful!
If the Punjab Police wasn't so strict, l would have called you in.
Don't feeI bad.
It's okay. I'll pacify myseIf. - Okay.
Please be ready at 10am tomorrow.
We have to go to the police station and meet the chief.
Okay. No problem. Thank you.
Thank you.
It's really not a probIem. - No, I must thank you.
You came to drop me so far.
Okay. My hand..
It's your hand. I'm not taking it aIong. - Thank you.
At 10am. - All right. Bye.
Go carefulIy.
Deputy, you're slipping on seeing a constabIe.
Punjab PoIice, concentrate on your work, okay?
Silly boy.
Inspector, my dear son has missed his flight already.
If his visa expires too, then Mr. ChawIa wiII suffer a very big loss.
He won't be abIe to bear the shock.
Who's Chawla now?
I'm Mr. Chawla. Proprietor, Chawla Fish Centre.
Inspector, if you ever come to Hoshiyarpur..
..do try the fish-tikka at our restaurant.
I guarantee you that you will surely leave a tip of at least Rs. 1 1.
We'lI try your fish-tikka some other time.
You taste the PT at our police station today.
What's PT?
Physical Torture.
Is that a new dish? Let me write the recipe. - Yes.
Do you want to taste it?
No. Let it be.
I'm a vegetarian.
I want to make a request. - Tell me.
Please release my dear son.
I'll reIease him. It'll cost Rs. 20,000.
Rs. 20,000?
My dear son is of four square feet in total.
This means you're charging Rs. 5000 per square feet?
Do you want to get your dear son reIeased or buy a plot?
Inspector, it's a rule in business.
You see the goods first and then pay.
What's my dear son? A bunch of bones.
All right, then. Let's finalize the deaI in Rs. 15,000.
One ton AC costs Rs. 15,000.
My dear son is only 51 kgs. You can weigh him if you want.
Do l have a weighing scale here to weigh him?
Sir, why do you get angry? Fix a good deal with your customer.
Fix a deal with my customer? Am I a salesman of veils?
Okay, fine. Let's finalize something in between.
Take Rs. 1 100 and end this issue. End this issue.
Mr. Chawla doesn't have any more strength.
You're bargaining with Inspector Joginder?
Think about it. The date of the visa expiry is getting closer.
Please agree, lnspector. Please agree.
All right. Don't tell anyone about this outside. - Okay.
You'II spoil my rate. - Okay.
1 100 is finaI now? - Final.
Bring his dear son.
Will you accept cash or should I pay by cheque?
Now don't deduct TDS from this too.
Just be a man and pay Rs. 1 100..
..or else l'II arrest both, the father and the son.
Give it fast.
Take it.
Can't you give it to me properIy?
It's our ruIe.
We've always taken. We've never given.
Here you go, sir.
My dear son! - Father!
He..
You had to pay so much money for me!
Love you, father!
Stop crying!
Your kisses will ruin the atmosphere of my police station.
Get out of here!
Respected sir, pIease give your dear son his passport back.
I'll give you your passport back. Bring Rs. 50,000 first.
50,000! - Yes.
But why?
It's a rule in business. You see the goods first and then pay.
PeopIe charge Rs. 30 lakhs for the Canada visa.
I've only asked for 50,000.
Get out!
You can't betray your dear son like that.
If your dear son doesn't go to Canada..
..then even you will never get a ticket to any pIace.
This is your dear son's curse! Curse! Curse!
I will shoot your curse right away.
Get out!
Even their money stinks of fish.
Excuse me. - What is it now?
Do you have Rs. 50? - Why?
We need to get petrol filled in our vehicle? - You..
Come on, son! Come on! - Let's go, father. Bye!
I wonder where they've come from.
Hello. - HeIlo, sir. Fateh Singh reporting.
Yes, Fateh Singh. What's the report?
It's very good, sir. Our scheme worked.
The English government has kept me like a son-in-Iaw.
What a guesthouse! Four rooms, a kitchen..
Sir, there's a kitchen too.
Kitchen.. There's a fridge in the kitchen and liquor in the fridge.
I am afraid tomorrow a few ministers may come to massage my Iegs.
Stop having fun and quickly tell me how the work's going.
I still have to do it, sir. A lady inspector is my partner.
I will have to keep her away from me first.
Otherwise she will make me keep looking for Shampy dacoit.
Oh, gosh! - ReaIly, Fateh Singh, it's very difficult to get you off the back.
Sir, what you say is right.
Girls find it difficult to stay away from me.
But don't worry, sir. l'll try my best to keep her away from me.
Because of people like you that the Punjab PoIice has such a good reputation.
Sir, just wait and watch.
If this lady inspector stays away from me..
..I'll bring the DC's daughter back to Punjab in just two days.
Seeing your face, the cattIe do not come outside the shed.
How will you entice the DC's daughter and bring her to Punjab?
Sir, you've solved my problem. - How?
Sir, I was fed up thinking since yesterday..
..as to how l'll convince the DC's daughter.
Now I understood that I won't convince her, but entice her.
Sir, pIease hang up now. I'll get back to my mission. Okay?
I think l should keep my mouth shut.
He takes ideas from me.
Come on, Fateh Singh, get ready now.
If things don't work out, then your beauty could act as a weapon.
Okay?
What did you say?
No, say it again.
You'II get me in troubIe someday, silIy.
I'm teIling you.
"l want to become the hanging of your turban."
"l feel like it, Inspector."
"l want to become the hanging of your turban."
"l feel like it, Inspector."
Good morning. Looking good.
Why are you late?
I've been waiting since half an hour. Where were you?
You've become quite frank. You're being so informaI with me.
I've understood that you're not worth respecting.
You're very ill-mannered.
Forget saluting your senior officer, you're arguing with me instead.
Senior officer? You? - Yes. - How?
You're constabIe P. Singh. A lady constable. Did you understand?
You're not a DC either. You're a constable too.
I was a constabIe. When I go back, I'll be an inspector.
As soon as l return, the orders will be passed.
That's why l'm a senior officer. Okay?
Come on, salute me. It doesn't look nice. Come on. Come on.
Forget saluting you, I won't even slap you.
If you slap me, won't l flail you?
Flail? What the heck is that?
What will you do after knowing, constable?
Keep quiet and sit in the car. My chief is waiting for you.
I too will compIain to your chief that their constable..
..doesn't know how to talk with respect.
You learn to respect others first.
This is not your police station. lt's the Vancouver Police Department.
Your rudeness won't work here.
You'II have to talk to the chief properly.
The Punjab Police can make anyone speak their language.
So, how are you, Fateh Singh?
So, doesn't Mr. Paul speak our Ianguage so weIl?
It's not that. My father is a Punjabi.
That's why l'm fifty percent Punjabi.
You just need one peg to make water a drink.
Even if you were one percent Punjabi, you would have been a Punjabi.
Yes, Mark?
Chief, he hasn't confessed yet.
You better make him confess before his Iawyers get here.
Okay, I'll try. - Thank you.
What's the problem, chief?
The car thief that we arrested hasn't confessed yet.
His lawyer will be here in a whiIe and easily get him bailed out.
That's why, it's very important to make him confess.
Can I try, Mr. Paul?
You? Fateh Singh, do you want to interrogate him?
Yes. - No, chief. We can't aIlow that. lt's against the law.
I agree that it's against the law, but he hasn't followed the law either.
He is a car thief, after all.
Like I said, you're not going to get anything without a lawyer.
Come on. The Punjab Police are here. Get out.
He's all yours. - Come on. Get out.
They've seated him on the chair, as if he's a groom.
You seat a decent person on the chair and he becomes a thief.
These crazy people have seated a thief. Get up!
Who are you? - Fateh Singh..
..almost an inspector from the Punjab Police.
Who Fateh Singh? - Your father. Your father.
I can make a dumb man taIk.
I've heard that you're not confessing.
No!
Say that you have stolen!
No! PIease! Please!
I am a thief! I have stolen!
Just save me from the butcher! Please! - What?
So, Mr. Paul, he finaIIy confessed.
Hey! What have you done? - I stole.
I stole.
All foreigners are thieves in Canada.
Do you want anyone else to confess?
Thank you, Fateh Singh. Job very well done.
Take this guy away.
Get going. - Let's go.
Move it. Get lost, idiot!
Fateh, tell me something. How did you do all this?
It's very easy. Fateh's thrashings.
Fateh's thrashings? - lt's very popuIar in Punjab.
I've solved many cases this way.
I didn't know that the Punjab Police's techniques wouId be so useful.
What do I tell you, brother? We don't have any ego.
So, Fateh, do one thing.
Teach all these techniques to my officers aIso.
No problem. l'II teach them.
The Punjab Police are aIways ready for service.
All right, then. I'll teII my officers..
..that Fateh wilI give a lecture. - Okay.
Now I must take a leave.
Singh, take good care of him.
He's a special guy.
Special guy.
All right, then, Mr. Paul. Bye.
So, pIease take good care of me.
ShouId we start working on the case?
We've already wasted a lot of time.
No.
It's Punjab Police's Iunchtime.
Follow me.
You go in and order. I'll be right back.
Okay.
Okay?
"l'm an innocent child."
"l'm an officer of the nation."
Hey, handsome! What's up?
No. - Hello.
What is it? - Come soon. I'Il get bored inside.
Piss off!
Piss off you too. - Go!
Come. Okay, l'II order.
Hello. No, not you. It's that officer from Punjab.
He's so irritating.
Where were you? What took you so long?
It was an important phone calI.
Okay, now order whatever you want to eat.
What? You mean you've ordered aIl of this for yourseIf?
All of this? This is not much.
If you eat so much, you'II get fat.
I want to get fat, but I'm unable to.
But why? The police must be fit.
Are you crazy? We are recognized by our stomachs.
The inspector is 36 inches.
The DSP is 36 inches.
The SP is 40 inches and the DIG is 45 inches.
That's why you all can't run after thieves.
Why do we need to run after thieves?
Why have I kept deputy with me?
I have not kept it to move wires away.
I just throw it at the culprit from far.
Wherever it hits, it makes a red stamp.
Love you. - You also make false cases on the thief.
Whether the case is true or false, a thief remains a thief.
If we make false cases of him, it improves his reputation.
PeopIe calI him a big thief. Isn't it? Crazy.
Hey, ma'am. Can l get you anything? We're about to close.
I'm fine. Thanks. - Great.
All right, here's your bill, sir. - Have you lost your mind!
You're asking the Punjab PoIice to pay!
What the hell are you doing!
He's crazy. - You're crazy.
He's crazy.
My God!
Are you mad? He wanted to file a case against you.
I convinced him with great difficulty.
Why did you slap him?
These are contemporary times.
I gave him the opportunity to serve me and he was asking for money.
This is Canada. You have to pay here.
Your Canada is so greedy.
The people in our country are so rich.
You can eat as much as you want to. No one ever asked for money.
God! You'Il never change. Nothing.
Back off! What are you doing?
Give me the opportunity to match shoulders with you.
Are you really this dumb or are you trying to fIirt with me?
Flirt?
I can't flirt with you even if l want to.
Our government doesn't aIlow a maIe poIice officer..
..and a female police officer to have a fling.
Fling? What do you mean?
That what girls and boys do. They sit in the garden and..
Get lost!
I was just trying to explain to you. - I understand everything.
If you want to work with me, then don't try to get close to me.
You're worse than what I had heard about the Punjab Police.
Idiot!
"Hey!"
"There is no comparison of the Punjab Police."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"To Sardars. To Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"We make them apologize.."
"We make them apologize."
"This is our status."
"Our status. Our status."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"To Sardars. To Sardars."
"You beat people. You show your stick."
"You make faIse cases."
"Hey! The Punjab Police don't make cases, but people."
"People."
"We look for a good opportunity.."
"..and then thrash them."
"We look for a good opportunity and then thrash them."
"We don't spare thieves. We let the innocent ones go."
"You don't know, baby."
"lf they don't listen with love.."
"Don't Iisten.."
"lf they don't listen with love, we have to beat them."
"l don't care."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"To Sardars. To Sardars."
Oh, my God!
"To Sardars. To Sardars."
Shut up!
"Your reputation is very bad."
"You accept bribe in the name of donation."
"Hey! The Punjab Police don't take money."
"The Punjab Police take love."
"Take love."
"We have God's bIessings."
"We don't cheat."
"We have God's bIessings. We don't cheat."
"We battIe against death. We're tigers."
"We're tigers."
"They shine from far.."
"The stars on our shouIders shine from far."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"Everyone is aware."
"The Punjab Police belong to Sardars."
"To Sardars. To Sardars."
"What do l teIl you? The Punjab PoIice are emotional too."
Back off! Get lost!
Pushing off the Punjab Police!
Oh, no!
She'II be here any minute.
Sometimes when she has too many customers, she gets late.
But.. - lt's okay, darIing. Even my Sandy is like that. - Mother.
Darling, what's this?
She's my mother.
She's been like that for many years. She sleeps all the time.
That's why l wake her up in between and check, you know.
Okay. Okay. l got it. - Hi, mother.
Hi, dear.
Come. Come.
Dear, this is aunt Neelam.
Hi. - Hi!
And that's her son, Sandy.
Hey.
Oh, you naughty boy!
Dear, he wants to know whether your mole is natural or artificiaI.
It's naturaI. But why?
Oh, you naughty, naughty boy!
Dear, do you know the snake dance? - What?
Your mother had calIed us, you witch!
Or else he has severaI other proposals.
Get lost!
She is so egoistic as if she is a police officer!
Let's go, son. Let's go. We'lI talk to Sridevi, son. Let's go.
Dear, so what if he likes Sridevi?
You should have said that you know the snake dance.
Mother, for the Iast time, I won't marry a Punjabi boy.
Why? What's the problem in Punjabi boys?
Punjabi boys are idiots and ill-mannered.
I've aIready seen a sample outside and at home today.
It's never going to happen, mother. Good night.
If you're stubborn, then I'm your mother.
You will marry a Punjabi boy.
Okay, don't worry. I'll be there in five minutes. Don't worry.
Manager? - Sir, the manager is over there.
Thank you.
Hello, manager.
Hello. -Yes, tell me.
We want to talk to you about something very important.
Please come tomorrow.
I'm in a hurry. There's an emergency at home.
Respected sir, customers are like God.
You can't go without listening to God.
Okay, sit. Tell me quickly.
Thank you. - Thank you.
We want to tell you that.. we want a very big loan.
Very, very big. - Yes.
Is it? - Yes.
How much loan do you want?
Rs. 50,000. - What?
Yes. We want to give someone a bribe.
What nonsense! We don't Iend money for bribes.
What are you saying, Mr. Manager?
If you can give a loan to make houses and for cars..
..then why not for bribes?
After all, bribe is also a very big need in life.
You're wasting my time. Please leave.
Manager, we won't Ieave unless we get a Ioan.
My brother is in the ICU, battling between life and death.
And you're concerned about your loan of 50,000?
Excuse me, Mr. Manager.
If we wanted a Ioan of Rs. 50 lakhs, your brother would have gotten weIl.
What nonsense are you talking!
It's not nonsense. It's a fact.
A dead person is worth a penny.
And you're leaving customers worth 50,000 for the sake of a penny?
Shame on you. Shame on you.
Shut up!
He slapped your dear son once!
He slapped your dear son twice!
Manager, you may slap him one more time, but pIease give us a Ioan.
He slapped your dear son thrice!
Strange. He agreed about slapping you..
..but he didn't agree to give the loan.
What's the matter? Why are you not ready yet?
It's my fauIt. You had told me to eat less.
But what happened?
You never know these things. I don't understand what's wrong.
I've done 8-10 rounds since morning.
I didn't find any evidence at the crime scene.
Just think that the Punjab Police are not well today.
What do you mean?
Everything is opened.
Today l've understood the importance of control in Iife.
What nonsense are you talking? What has happened?
My stomach is in a very bad shape.
I have a stomachache. You know what that means, right?
No, I don't.
That Iight feeling..
Touch my stomach and see. Everything.. - No, wait. I understood.
You rest today. I'll investigate alone.
But my duty is calling out to me.
No, you please Iisten to your stomach's call.
Take care.
I'll come with the bucket along. - Just.. You.. Stay here.
Constable!
Please wait!
Let me experience the light feelings.
The light feelings.
No, teIl the truth.
You'II get someone in trouble, idiot.
I don't think the DC's daughter will be able to get away today.
I'm worried that she might fall for me as soon as she sees me.
Let's see. It's a compromise of the Punjab Police.
Punjab PoIice, concentrate on your work.
Let's go.
I won't go.
You're Punjabi?
Still you're refusing your Punjabi brother?
Don't you dare call me your brother!
An lndian and a Pakistani can never be brothers!
This is like the Wagha Border.
No one can come on this side or go on that side. Got it?
I see. You're Pakistani.
That's why you started firing straightaway, instead of talking.
Don't consider me your brother if you don't want to.
I don't want to make you my reaI brother either.
Just take me to my destination and take your money. That's it.
I don't want your money.
Are you crazy? We've never paid an lndian any money before..
..and you're refusing dolIars?
You don't get such opportunities everyday.
You're crazy.
You are our neighbor. That's why l toId you.
After all, only an lndian helps a Pakistani in an unknown country.
I know people like you.
PeopIe like you ring the bells of neighbors and run away.
You say you'll help me.
No, no, no. Don't insult me. It doesn't Iook nice.
Because if I start, l won't stop.
If the Punjab Police's friendship is bad..
..then their animosity is worse than anything.
I've tolerated the Pakistani police.
What's the Punjab Police in front of them?
Tell me. What are the Punjab PoIice? Tell me.
Really? Then listen.
You tell us. Look at yourseIves first.
You can't see others prosper.
You can't afford to buy cars.
So you steal others' cars at night and escape.
You.. - Hey! Listen to me.
You can't see others prosper.
You see others and get an AC fixed in your house.
First get eIectricity at least. You can get the AC fixed Iater.
You.. - Hey! Who says that a Sardar can't cross the border?
Here you go. I've crossed the border.
Do what you can!
Now tell me! TeIl me!
You people.. - Hey!
The Punjab Police don't have the time to listen to your nonsense!
Take your cab away. I have to go on duty.
There are many other cabs.
Trying to act smart in his cab.
Don't come in front of me again! Cartoon!
Yes. We have you for 5 o'clock.
Great. See you then.
Hello.
Yes? - Where is Pooja?
Pooja? Who?
You know.. Where's the slim, fair, beautiful, Punjabi girI?
Owner.. Owner.
Oh, the owner. - Owner. Owner.
Yes, the owner's Punjabi. Let me go call her.
Who says you don't know EngIish?
God, Fateh Singh has shown a little courage.
The rest is Your duty.
The girl shouldn't be so posh that I'm unable to impress her.
Please take care of that.
Yes? Who are you?
What do you want?
God, I had said she shouIdn't be posh..
..but she should have at least been a girl.
First understand what l'm saying and then take an action.
You are very naughty.
You aIways do this to me.
Hello? What are you chanting?
Speak up. What do you want?
Are you Pooja?
Why do you want to know the name? Tell me what you want.
I.. l.. I..
I see.
You want to get your manicure done.
Yes, I want to get it done.
Come. Sit over there. - Okay.
Give me your hand.
Are you going to administer an injection?
No, I will cut it. - What?
Give me your hand.
No, I can't do this. You sit. l'II stand.
If sir comes to know, then he'll get angry.
Whose sir? - God.
What will He say? That the girI was standing while I was sitting.
It doesn't Iook nice. You sit.
Sit.
Wow! You're such a gentleman.
Punjabis become gentlemen on seeing a beautifuI girl.
Beautiful girl?
Who? - You. Who else?
I? - Yes.
Beautiful? - Yes.
No. Everyone caIls me fat.
They're jealous of you. God has given you such a nice physique.
If l had such a physique, I wouId have been a DlG.
Don't lie. You'Il be doomed.
I'm not lying. If you were not in the beauty parlor..
..then this wouId have been just a parlor without beauty.
You're a mountain of beauty.
You Punjabi boys!
Whenever you see a beautiful girl, you run after her.
We can't help it. That's our nature.
You liar.
You're beautiful.
Fateh, it took very long, but I managed to entice the fatso.
Let's go.
Brother, you! - You?
One minute.. - Keep quiet. Don't talk. l'm telling you.
If you keep quiet, then your honor will remain intact..
..and I'll get down from the cab with respect too.
Listen to me. I won't let you go anywhere, brother. - "Brother."
Have you lost your mind?
Indians and Pakistanis are brothers, after alI, brother.
You're getting very emotionaI.
What are you drinking? - EngIish liquor.
WonderfuI!
The British separated us and the English liquor is bringing us cIoser.
Yes. - Give me. I am not feeling the same love for you.
You may drink as much as you want. You're my younger brother.
But remember one thing.
No matter where you go, I'll drop you there.
That too free of cost.
Because in an unknown country, only a Pakistani can help an lndian.
If that's the matter. - Yes.
Then you may go to any part of the world..
..but the Punjab Police will never fine you. - RealIy?
Because after aII, in an unknown country..
..even an Indian helps a Pakistani.
Wherever I go? - Go wherever you want.
Even if l cross the Wagha Border?
Just come, brother.
I've come, brother. You just had to command me.
Careful. The wall of Wagha will break.
You aIso drink. - No, no, brother. You first.
No. - You first. - Have it!
Hello!
Yes? How are you feeling today?
I am..
What?
One minute. I'll be right back. - What the..
I was saying that..
I.. l did not sit down? - God!
I.. - Wait.
I'll come tomorrow. Okay? - No, no..
No, I'Il come tomorrow. - My duty is calIing out to me.
How can you go without me?
I don't care. Stuff cotton in your ears. You're disgusting.
Wait, constable.
Brother! Good morning!
"Brother!" What brother?
I had explained to you yesterday..
..that Indians and Pakistanis can never be brothers.
You said that in the morning. Did you forget what you had said at night?
A Pakistani helps an Indian. Free ride.
Don't joke with me. Get out of the cab. Come on.
Are you my sister-in-Iaw that I wouId joke with you?
Forget about your words, at least respect the English Iiquor..
..after drinking which you made me your brother.
I can never make an enemy my brother.
No matter how much I drink with him.
"No matter how much I drink."
Just cross the Wagha border and then l'll show you.
Why would l cross the Wagha border? Is that America?
Don't mess with me, I'm teIling you.
Get lost! - Get out of the car.
Idiot. - Come on.
He comes every time.. - ldiot! ls he a man or a woman?
He wiII get beaten by me.
Hello?
Pooja?
Where is everyone gone?
Pooja?
I'm scared.
By the way, for what treatment have you come today?
The treatment is just an excuse. I've come to meet you.
Me? Why?
Because since I've come from Punjab, l feel very lonely.
Really? Why?
Because my family is in Punjab.
Since I've come, l just keep thinking about when l'lI go back to my famiIy.
But now.. - Now what?
It seems difficuIt now.
Difficult?
Why?
Because now, even over here, some peopIe are very close to me.
So, I feel that it will be very difficult to leave them.
Have you ever been to Punjab?
I have. Once. When I was seven years old and weighed onIy 60kgs.
What? - Yes.
Then? - Then I got doubIed and so did the ticket.
I never felt Iike going again.
But can l ask you something?
What is in Punjab that's not in Canada?
No, no. There are a lot of things in Punjab that are not in Canada.
Like what? - Let's talk about art.
Like in the rain..
..when the cows twist their taiIs..
..yellow flowers are printed on the wall.
Will you find such art anywhere? - No, no.
Secondly, it's aIlowed to pass stools openIy there..
..but you're not allowed to kiss.
But it's the opposite here.
Someone shouId ask them that if a person feels like kissing..
..he can controI himself.
But how can one control himseIf for the other thing?
Is there any other difference? - Yes.
After a few days, you'll find a gem like Fateh Singh only in Punjab.
You won't find him in Canada.
You're leaving?
That too aIone.
By the way, I wanted to see Punjab too.
Can I come with you too? If you don't mind.
Why would l mind? Pack your bags right away.
Not right now. First, you'll have to come to my house for lunch tomorrow.
For lunch? Why?
I'll have to expIain everything to you.
To take my famiIy's permission.
My family won't send their young and beautifuI daughter..
..with a stranger just like that.
What if you take advantage of me?
Advantage? - Yes.
Of you? - You can't pick me, but you can take advantage of me.
I don't think I need to swear about this.
But still, I swear that I'll never take advantage of you.
Go away, you liar.
You're beautiful.
Let's go.
Brother! Brother!
Why do you mess with me? You'II be thrashed unnecessarily.
Brother, you can do whatever you want with me.
I'll forgive you.
Because Indians and Pakistanis are brothers.
Brother again? - Yes.
I don't consider you my brother.
As if it's not a relationship but a work shift.
Brother, you may vent your anger on me.
But why are you angry with this innocent one?
But I have a condition. - What?
This time, I'll cross the border.
Most welcome. Please come ahead. Come. - Really?
Come. Come. Come. - Here l come.
Hold this.
Hold on, brother. l've got a caIl.
It's sir's call.
Hello, sir!
Forget your helIo. It's been three days. Why didn't you report to me?
Sir, forget the report! There's good news!
Good news so soon?
No! Pooja has agreed to come to Punjab!
Look, l didn't need to use the weapon of my looks and Pooja agreed.
She has invited me to her house tomorrow for lunch.
Tomorrow I'll convince her family..
..and the day after, Pooja and I will be heading to Punjab.
Your advice worked, sir!
This idiot is reaIIy lucky.
No girl ever invited me over.
And the DC's daughter invited him for Iunch.
"Wait. Don't come. Wait." - Fateh!
Yes. Come in.
Where are you? - On your right. Come. Don't hesitate.
Come. WeIcome. HeIIo.
What are you doing here?
What do I tell you? The Punjab Police are in a really bad shape.
I didn't get tired while running in marathons..
..but I got tired running from the bedroom to the bathroom at night.
Then I thought that an accident might happen on the way.
So l got fed up and sIept here itself.
Did you sleep here aIl night? - Yes.
There's nothing to feel disgusted about.
If you have that light feeling, try it some time.
It's very helpfuI. -God!
I'm going. We'lI meet tomorrow. - Wait. Wait.
My duty is calling out to me. Just take this bucket and..
You're disgusting!
Disgusting! - Stop! Constable!
Disgusting! Disgusting!
Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting!
It's love.
You'II get me in trouble someday.
Across the border. Brothers. Free ride.
Get down.
I don't understand why only you're standing here everyday.
I begin my service from here every morning.
This is my den! - Are you a don that you have a den?
Listen to me carefulIy.
If l see you here again, then I'll flail you.
What does flail mean? - Why do you want to know?
Get out of here or you'II have to pay fine.
Why shouId l pay fine? I have all my papers.
But your steering wheel is on the left. Who'Il pay the fine for this?
Idiot! Get Iost!
Strange.
Even the Pakistani police don't know this technique of demanding a fine.
I was scared.
What's the matter? You're all decked up today.
Anything special?
Just a little.
You don't need to do this. You're already so beautiful.
Go away, liar.
You're beautiful.
This is my mother. Mother, he's Fateh. - Hello, mother.
Don't call me "mother". Call me aunt Jassi. Okay?
Okay. Hello, aunt Jassi.
What will you drink? - l'll drink buttermilk.
Okay, dear, call your father and tell him that there are guests at home.
So, ask him to bring grandma home soon. - Okay.
I'll be right back with the buttermilk.
Father? Grandma?
Why are you so shocked? Everyone has them.
Aunt has a cousin husband too?
What do you mean?
Where's the bathroom?
That way.
I'll be right back.
Hello. - HeIlo, sir. This is Fateh Singh from Canada.
Yes, Fateh Singh. Tell me. What's the progress?
There's good news, sir. I've convinced Pooja to come to Punjab.
Really? - Yes. I've come to Pooja's house.
Her mother.. l mean, to take permission from your wife.
But there's a problem here, sir.
What probIem?
Sir, I think your wife got remarried.
What? Tajinder got remarried?
No, sir. Your wife's name is not Tajinder. It's Jassi.
What nonsense are you talking? You think I won't know my wife's name?
Sir, it must be her nickname.
You idiot, I've Iived with that woman in the same house for 10 years.
I don't know about it.
And you've come to know her nickname in just 10 minutes?
Sir, your generaI knowledge is weak and you're venting your anger on me.
Now you'II say that you don't even know that your mother is here too.
Shut up! It's been 12 years since my mother went to heaven.
Sir, Canada is like heaven too.
She must have come here and settled down. - Shut up, idiot!
Keep your mouth shut and use your brains.
And go and clear the confusion.
Yes, sir. - Nonsense.
What a life we employees have.
No. The taIks.
You'II get someone in trouble someday, silly. I'm telling you.
What are you doing here, constable?
Forget about me. You telI me. What are you doing here?
Not I. l asked you first. You tell me.
You liar! I've come to catch your lie.
You've been fooling me since three days.
You said you had a stomachache, and you're drinking buttermiIk here.
I didn't drink the buttermilk.
Ask her. I didn't even drink water.
Don't change the topic.
Tell the truth. Why did you go to her parlor?
You're great, constable. From where have you got these beautiful looks?
You girls don't come out of the parlor for hours.
When the Punjab PoIice wanted to get some beauty treatment done..
..you're using your third degree. -Shut up.
You went there for beauty treatment?
Do cars ever get serviced?
Stop your interrogation.
How did you enter someone's house without a warrant?
Get out of here. - l don't need a warrant to come to my friend's house.
Preet is my friend.
At least ask your friend what her name is. Her name is Pooja.
She's Preet. l'm Pooja.
Pooja, tell her. She's lost her mind.
She's right. She's Pooja and l'm Preet.
Did you understand, Mr. Fateh?
What?
But how can she be Pooja? Pooja works in a parIor.
I used to. But when I joined the police force, l left the parIor.
Couldn't you have told me this before?
How would l have toId you?
Pooja had told everyone that she still works in the parlor.
Her mother hates the police force. That's why.
Did you understand?
This means you're the real Ms. Pooja, constabIe?
And I was flirting with this fatso without a reason.
You called me fatso?
Mother!
Don't you dare come here again! Get lost!
Pooja, get him out.
I had a doubt on you since the very first day, constable.
But now I'm sure that you didn't come here to soIve the case..
..but to entice an innocent girI like Preet and get settled here.
But get ready to leave now.
Now just wait and watch how I get you deported within two days.
He caIIs himself the Punjab PoIice.
Are You satisfied now? Are You happy?
I won't taIk to You.
But what will the Punjab PoIice do now?
"There is no comparison of the Punjab Police."
Buy my father. - l'm sweet.
For 50,000. - Totally.
Buy my father. - l'm sweet.
Son. My dear son, say it louder.
The louder you say, the more you will be able to publicize.
Father, l am unable to raise my voice.
My heart is sad.
I wish your dear son could be sold instead of you.
Sorry to say, my dear son,
but no one would have paid even a penny for you.
These are contemporary times, son.
The cruel world doesn't see the heart, but body.
That's why once your father is sold for Rs. 50,000..
..I'm sure that when my dear son goes to Canada..
..he'lI make so much money that he'll buy his father back.
Love you, father. - Love you too.
Father. Father, a customer is coming.
Don't get emotionaI. Let's talk business.
Open the first three buttons of your shirt.
Three buttons? Why?
Father, the more glamorous you look, the more the customer will pay.
Buy my father! Buy my father!
What? - Buy Shampy's father.
Why? l have my own.
You may have, brother, but not like Shampy's father.
Really? - Look how good he is.
There's beauty. There's glamour. There's steel-like body.
Do you look like your father? - Yes.
That's why you're ugly.
Brother, if your face was like that of Shampy's father..
..even you wouId have been good-looking Iike Shampy.
Shampy's father has given Shampy everything.
Business, a nice body, a vehicIe.
Just throw your useIess father in the bin.
What will you do with an ugly, good-for-nothing father?
Buy Shampy's father.
You will be happy and your mother wiII be happy too.
Your dear son was sIapped once!
Your dear son was sIapped twice! - Shut up.
Father!
Your dear son was sIapped thrice! Why did you hit me?
Why did you taIk about his mother?
Sorry.
Buy my father. - l'm sweet.
For 50,000. - Totally.
You mean the DC's daughter doesn't work in a parlor.
She's a constable?
Sir, it's that constable who I harassed a lot.
She wants to flail me now.
I don't know what this 'flail' is. What does 'flaiI' mean?
Why do you want to know, sir?
You tell me what l should do. I'm stuck.
What else can you do? Just come back.
Now she'II get you deported anyhow.
Sir, it's entirely the DC's fault.
The DC knows about the whoIe city.
But he doesn't know about his daughter, sir.
The girl's mother doesn't know what she's doing.
How will sir know?
Sir, you are so smart.
What did I say now?
I didn't think that the girI's mother doesn't know what she does.
So what?
It will work for us. - How?
Sir, just wait and watch.
The girl might have aIl her papers..
..but Fateh Singh will make her pay a fine.
Bye. Love you.
I wonder what's on his mind now.
I really should keep my mouth shut.
Really? Have some more.
Son, have some more.
If l eat any more, then I'll get fat.
Mother! - I think Pooja is here.
Aunt, l'll eat if you feed me.
Because eating food from a mother's hand is pIeasurable.
Give me.
Take this, son.
You? What are you doing here?
Pooja, he came here looking for you.
Why didn't you tell me that such a lovely Punjabi boy is your friend?
He? He's not my friend.
What?
She doesn't work in a parlor either.
What?
Mother, l mean..
He's not my friend. He's a very dear friend of mine. Right?
Yes. Yes. She also works very well in the parlor.
I see! I see!
Mother, give me something to eat too. I'm very hungry.
Of course. I'll get it right away. - Thanks, mother.
You're hungry? Here, have this.
If you tell the truth to mother, then I won't spare you.
Don't deport me and l won't tell the truth to your mother.
I can't go against my duty.
Even I can't betray the woman who fed me with so much love.
Aunt! - l promise.
Don't you dare tell mother anything!
If it's about a promise, then no matter what happens..
..Fateh Singh won't tell her anything.
What won't you telI, son? - That she is a policewoman.
What? - What? - What?
Is he telling the truth?
Mother, l can explain.
Oh, God!
You weren't ashamed before deceiving your mother like that?
I worked so hard to educate you. For what?
Mother.. - So that you lie to me?
Mother, don't say that. - What else should I say?
If not the parlor, you should have joined a bank.
You should have become a doctor.
Why did you have to work with the poIice?
You are your father's daughter, after all.
Your mother doesn't have a right on you.
Mother, l'II resign tomorrow itself if you say.
But pIease don't get upset.
No, aunt. Tell her to resign today itself.
What if you change your mind tomorrow?
I'll change my mind? Why?
Tomorrow you might feel that you were wrong.
So, you might change your mind.
My mind? Wrong?
No, aunt. You're not wrong, but you might feel so.
It would have been wrong if you had a son..
..and you would have stopped him from joining the police force.
She's a girI. And it's our duty to suppress girls.
Because girls and cuIture go hand in hand. Right, aunt?
Yes. - Right? - Yes.
All of us feel that girIs are not less than boys.
Though girls are much more successfuI than boys.
A boy may stand on the street for one hour, but no one wiII give him a lift.
But if a girI stands, everyone wants to give her a lift.
Girls have become thieves. They murder.
But why do we care about these achievements?
We like those girls who get scared of cockroaches.
And when we talk about marriage, they feel shy.
After all, it's our cuIture to suppress girls.
Because girls and cuIture go hand in hand. Right, aunt?
Yes. - That's why wake up, aunt!
No, I mean.. let your conscience wake up. You sit. Yes.
Wake up and stop Pooja from doing what she likes to do.
Because it's your duty.
And aIso that granny who's been sleeping since ages.
Because it's our culture to suppress girIs.
Because girls and culture go hand in hand.
Long Iive revolution!
Did I talk too much?
No, son. What you said is right.
If mothers don't change their thinking regarding their daughters..
..then how will the society's thinking change?
What are you saying, aunt?
I'm saying the right thing.
Pooja dear, you can do what you feel like. l'II never stop you.
Really, mother? - Yes.
Mother. l love you.
Love you too, dear. -I love you so much. - Love you too.
Oh, my God! You were amazing.
You solved such a big problem of mine in a jiffy.
The Punjab Police are taIented as well.
Seriously. Thank you, Fateh.
Why are you thanking me?
I solved your problem, so you help me too.
Why shouId l help you?
Hello. Hold on. What do you mean why?
We had promised each other.
We had promised..
..but you broke your promise by telIing the truth to mother.
So, technically, I can break it too.
Technically, you don't look like a witch, but you are.
I'm warning you. Don't mess with me.
Because if the Punjab Police's friendship is good..
..their animosity is worse than anything. -Okay.
Relax. l don't intend to betray you, constable.
I'm just saying that we'lI break the old promise and make a new one. Okay?
New promise? Which one?
First promise me.
Why shouId l promise? I wonder what you might ask for.
Really? Are you scared?
If that's the matter, then see my guts.
You can ask for my life too.
Come on, Iet's promise.
What are you doing?
Girls Iike you do anything.
Shake hands.
Go away. Promise.
Okay. Here's my promise. Tell me what the problem is.
My hand.
It's yours. I'm not taking it along. Tell me.
Well..
there's a boy.
Krish? - Not Krish, sir. Chris. He's a foreigner.
She wants to marry him.
And she wants me to convince her mother.
Tell me. Have I come to take her back or do aIl this?
Sir, am l her uncle?
The police are like uncles to everyone.
Sir, don't explain reIationships to me. Give me a solution.
Am I a guide here to give you solutions every time?
Whenever there's a probIem, you call me.
My mind is jammed.
Sir, don't get angry. Try to understand.
If her mother agrees, then Pooja won't come to Punjab.
And if l'm unable to convince her mother, then she'll get me deported.
What do I do? I'm stuck.
You're concerned about your problem. My life is in a mess too.
What's the matter, sir?
My mother-in-law has come to live in my house permanentIy.
The lady-don.
Sir, that's a very big probIem. I always say that if your..
..mother-in-law isn't good, it's better that she dies.
A mother-in-law looks good when she Iives in her own house.
She came and told me, "Keep me here, son. I will stay in a corner."
I say, Iet her stay in a corner, but in her own house.
Sir, I've got it.
Don't get too excited.
You'II reaIize when your mother-in-Iaw comes to your house.
Sir, I've got a scheme in mind. I've got an idea.
Just hang up. Thank you. Love you. Bye.
He found an idea from this as well.
Can't l even discuss my problem with anyone?
So this is Fateh.
Yes, and he's going to soIve our problem.
Hi. - How are you, Chotu?
Chotu? What does that mean?
Just a nickname. He's super friendly.
If you make fun of Chris, then just watch it.
Look. Nature is making fun of him. I don't need to do it.
Firstly he's not a Punjabi and he wants to marry you.
What's going on, Pooja?
One sec, Chris. RealIy?
So, I'Il calI PauI right away and ask him to get you deported tomorrow.
What did you say? Say it again.
I said
I'll caIl Paul right away and ask him to get you deported tomorrow.
That's it? You spoke to me lovingly and I agreed.
Punjabis can't be forced for anything. - Really?
Don't worry. Chris is my brother. See. Don't worry.
He likes you. - Good. l like him too.
Love you. - Great. You boys carry on.
I'm going to go use the ladies room.
See you in a bit.
How dare you entice a Punjabi girl in the presence of a Punjabi boy.
What are you saying, bro?
You are doomed! ldiot!
Have you ever drunk alcohol or do you only Iift bottles?
Alcohol?
Have you ever drunk alcohol? Alcohol? - Alcohol?
Oh, aIcohoI. - Have you ever drunk alcohol?
Yes. - Have you got drunk?
I'll show you. Come on. Come on. Bring it.
"Her dance is mesmerizing."
"Mesmerizing."
"Her black hair flies."
"Flies."
"Her dance is mesmerizing."
"Her black hair flies."
"Flies."
"She entered the cIub.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"She entered the cIub.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"Lifting her shoulders. Lifting her shoulders."
"Lifting her shoulders."
"AlI the white girls fled."
"Leaving him behind."
"AlI the white girls fled."
"Leaving him behind."
"You spread intoxication with your eyes.."
"..lifting your shoulders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"She entered the cIub.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"Lifting her shoulders. Lifting her shoulders."
"She is hooked."
"Her looks are enthralling."
"The boys wiII lose their senses today."
"She is hooked."
"Her looks are enthralling."
"The boys wiII lose their senses today."
"She does encounters.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"She entered the cIub.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"The damsel dances.."
"..lifting her shouIders."
"Lifting her shoulders. Lifting her shouIders. Lifting her shoulders."
Come on! How was it?
It was great, but had it been Indian..
I'm taIking about Chris. Will mother like him?
Your mother wiII not like him at aIl.
Why? - Because he's not Punjabi like me.
Okay, so just because he's not Punjabi, he's not a nice boy.
No, no. He's a very nice boy. He's very intelligent.
The whole of Punjab doesn't speak that much even after they are drunk.
Oh, my God! l don't understand..
..why every Punjabi is after English after drinking.
English is their mother tongue,
and it is our duty to learn that after drinking.
Very funny. Did you Iike anything eIse about Chris?
Yes, I did. Brother is so warm.
The way he was hugging girls..
..a Punjabi man doesn't even hug his wife so many times in his whoIe life.
Hold on. Embracing someone while meeting is the culture here. Okay?
I see. If it's a culture, it's forgiven.
If a Punjabi boy even touches you like that..
..you get so furious as if he's trying to kill you.
Well, the reputation of Punjabi boys is bad.
What have Punjabi boys done to you?
Since you harass girIs so much. You don't have any sense of talking.
On the very first day of college, you consider girls your property.
"That one is yours. This one is mine."
As if she's not a girI, but a plot of land.
And you don't want to get to know the girl.
You'II just propose directIy after two years.
Even girls treat us like that.
They treat boys Iike puppies.
When the boy proposes, you want to flaiI us.
What does flail mean? - Why do you want to know?
You just get rid of him. Okay?
Neither does he belong here, nor there. How can you marry such a boy?
No matter what you say, I will marry Chris.
That too not in the Indian way, but in a church.
Just tell me whether you'II help me or not.
Think about it once again. All boys are not the same.
There are some Iike me too. LovabIe..
You look like an idiot to me.
Fine, don't do it, siIIy.
You won't understand my value.
Go and telI your Chris.
I'll train him. I'll do a favor on him. lt's okay.
Training for what?
Your mother wants a Punjabi son-in-Iaw. Okay?
I'll have to train him. l'll have to make that foreigner a Punjabi.
You have a point.
Isn't it a good idea? Then shake hands with me and thank me.
Thank you, constabIe.
It's okay, constable. - AlI right.
It's okay, constable.
Okay. It's okay.
I.. - Let go of it. - My hand..
Let go of it.
Fateh, my hand.
It's yours. I'm not taking it along.
God has given me two hands aIready.
Let's go. - l've always eaten from my hard-earned money.
Let's go. - This is the Punjab Police.
You try.
No. It doesn't Iook nice.
This is only a small sound. FaiI.
It means you don't like the food.
If you want to tell your mother-in-law that the food is very good..
..then a big one.
Like, atom bomb. - Oh!
Atom bomb.
Like this. Try it.
Okay? - Nuclear bomb. Nuclear bomb.
Yes, nuclear bomb.
Now I'll show everybody I'm a real Punjabi macho.
Hey! Save something for tomorrow. Do you want to do it all today?
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Now how do l tell Pooja's mother that she's really nice?
You're naughty. You want to impress your mother-in-law. Okay.
I'll teII you
what you're supposed to say to your mother-in-law and granny.
Everything. - Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Don't thank me. TeII me something.
How will you greet them in Punjabi?
Greetings. - No, brother. No. I'Il teach you. Come.
Why shouId l teIl her? You had promised me. So you tell her.
I had promised to heIp you and not to get beaten up by your mother. Okay?
You do something too. Crazy!
Will you teIl mother about Chris or should l calI PauI?
What? What? Say it again.
Will you teIl her or should I call Paul?
Look, Punjabis can never be forced.
You can even kiIl us with Iove.
You told me lovingly and I agreed.
Now just wait and watch how I'll explain to aunt lovingIy.
She won't even realize and she'll agree.
What do you want to explain to aunt Iovingly?
That Pooja likes a foreigner, aunt.
What?
Pooja.. is he telIing the truth? -I can explain, mother. lt's just..
Oh, God!
Oh, God! What a daughter I've given birth to..
..that doesn't let her mother live in peace!
Mother.. - I know it! I know..
..that you found a foreigner on purpose to troubIe me.
I know it! - No! No!
God, why didn't You kill me before I couId see all this?
Oh, God! Mother, please don't say this.
If you've felt so bad
then I'll refuse Chris tomorrow itself. Okay? - No.
Tell her to go and refuse today itself.
What if you change your mind tomorrow, aunt?
Why would l change my mind?
If you feel that you're wrong, then you might change your mind, aunt.
How am I wrong? - No, you're not wrong.
But you might feel so.
You would have been wrong if you had a son..
..and you would have stopped him from falling in Iove with a foreigner.
She's a girI.
And it's our cuIture to suppress girIs.
Because girls and cuIture.. - Walk hand in hand, isn't it?
Yes, aunt.
Son, by the way, where have you learnt this speech from?
When l was in the 9th standard for the third year..
..I had participated in a debate competition.
I came fourth in it from amongst five people.
I think my speech has impressed you.
No. Your speech didn't impress me.
But son,
your thoughts have impressed me.
Yes! - My girl should have the right to choose her Iife partner.
Yes! - Even if it's a foreigner.
Really, mother? Oh, my God! Thank you! Thank you, mother!
Wait. Not so soon. Not so soon.
I'll see him first, examine him and then decide.
Okay? - Okay. - Okay.
So, when is the foreigner coming?
One, two, three, four.
"Dance!"
A beggar is here, dear. Give me some money.
Wait. Let the marriage happen first.
Aunt, this is Chris. - Yes.
Yes.
Hi.
So, teIl me, Chris, what do you do?
Mother, Chris has his own.. - You don't talk in between.
I want to talk to Chris.
Okay.
Yes, Chris.
Well, I'm actuaIIy a chef and I own a restaurant.
Oh, that's good.
So, what do you know about our Punjabi culture?
Oh, I know lots about the Punjabi culture.
I Iove the Punjabi cuIture.
Especially the food. And this food is very good.
Here, I'll show you.
See. The food is very good.
Yes, yes. AIl right. Good. Good.
And you're good too.
I say, beautiful. You are sexy.
What did you say, you scoundrel!
Chris, what are you saying? - No. No. Pooja,
I got this under control.
And you, granny. Why don't you die? You witch.
Yes. Dance.
What's my fauIt? I taught him something eIse.
He said something compIetely different.
I made a mistake. l'm realIy sorry. - Your mistake ruined everything.
You are a lovely woman!
Shut up, Chris! Enough.
What? Did l say it wrong? - No, it's very good. - Wrong.
Idiot, we're in troubIe because of you! "Dance!"
Okay. Dance.
You are flailed.
Why do you keep saying that? What does it mean?
Why do you want to know?
I think all of us shouId now think about what is to be done ahead.
Please don't think. Just do one thing.
Convince mother to meet Chris again.
Mother wiII be convinced with one speech. Consider that done.
This time, everyone will come to Chris's house.
They will come to Chris's house.
But I'm thinking about..
..what else I need to teach my brother Chris to impress aunt.
No, no, no. This time, not you, but l will teach Chris.
You? - Yes.
Okay, you teach him. I'm not free anyway.
The Punjab Police have a lot of work to do.
Right, brother Chris?
Fateh's ruIes.
So, the maIe officers and the lovely lady officers.
This information was on Fateh's rules.
Now we'll talk about the other weapon of the Punjab Police..
..that is the stick of the Punjab Police.
Kids, your stick is very small, like a toothbrush.
It's useless.
The stick of the Punjab Police, my deputy, is very long.
It has many benefits. The first benefit..
Write it.
Lovely lady.
Oh, the first benefit is..
..that it's very helpful when you encounter enemies.
Mark, hit me with your toothbrush.
Hit me with your toothbrush.
See, the toothbrush is small. You'II be slapped and insulted.
The Punjab Police don't like insuIt.
Mark, now you hit me.
See, with the stick of the Punjab Police, you won't be insulted.
Children, applaud.
The second benefit. Mark, come here.
See, our Mark is a healthy man. He eats and drinks properIy.
But a big stomach needs support.
So, the Punjab Police's stick helps. - Wow!
Thank you. Thank you.
Go and sit.
Now, the third benefit. The biggest benefit.
This stick can be used for style as welI.
Look and see.
Because the Punjab Police has a styIe as well.
I mean, the Punjab Police is stylish also.
Okay. Fine. Class dismissed. Come on, leave.
Come on, Ieave.
Thank you, Fateh. That was very good.
Why are you thanking me, Mr. Paul?
We want the whole world to have the weapons of the Punjab PoIice.
I've told you about all the weapons of the Punjab Police, except one.
What's that, Fateh?
That's the biggest weapon of the Punjab Police.
With that, the Punjab Police can do even..
..the most difficult jobs very easily.
Tell us about it too.
No, no, Mr. Paul. I can't teII you about it.
But I'll use it if l get a chance.
It's kept on the table.
Pooja, ask your mother about the food.
Mother, Chris wants to know if you like the food.
It's good. But tell him that I can praise only with words.
Aunt, forget alI that now. Look, Chris worked so hard for you.
He's prepared something with these Ieaves.
Mother, Chris has also prepared a speech for you.
Chris.
Dearest mother-in-law, please forgive me for that day.
I know you want a Punjabi boy for Pooja.
But I promise that I will keep Pooja so happy..
..that you will say that Chris is better than Punjabi boys.
That's it.
Thank you.
Oh. Dance.
Very good, Chris.
Wow! You're impressive. Aunt, you must agree now.
I think he'Il take care of you as well, aIong with Pooja.
Let's do one thing.
You can shift with Pooja after their wedding.
The love between Pooja and you wiIl remain intact..
..and your son-in-law wilI get the opportunity to serve you too. Right?
No, son. Parents don't live in their daughter's house.
Aunt, l think l will have to give another speech.
When parents can stay with their son after marriage, why not with daughters?
Right, Pooja? - AbsoluteIy.
Mother, l want you to live with us.
I'll get all the happiness under the same roof.
But dear.. - Aunt, you'll have to stay. That's it. End of discussion.
Don't say anything else.
Can somebody please telI me what you're talking about?
Chris, l want mother and granny to stay with us after our marriage.
I'm sure you're okay with that, right?
Why would he have a problem?
A Punjabi son-in-law would have a problem with something like that.
He's better than a Punjabi son-in-law.
Pooja, couId l pIease talk to you in the other room for a minute?
Yes.
Mother, l'II be right back.
Excuse me. - Excuse me.
Aunt..
I think both of them have gone to taIk about which room..
..to give you after the marriage and..
..which room granny should get.
How are we supposed to share our lives with someone eIse?
Those are not strangers, Chris. It's my family.
I haven't lived with my family since I was 18.
How do you expect me to live with yours?
Well, I'm their only child. I can't leave them after marriage.
If l don't Iook after them, then who else will?
This is our culture. - I don't care about your stupid cuIture.
Or your stupid traditions.
How dare you say that?
I respected you, all right? So you better respect my culture.
I don't care.
Mother and granny are staying with us and that is final.
Got it?
I don't want to live with your mother or your crazy old granny.
Who's as good as dead anyway.
Oh gosh!
How dare you insult my family!
If you can't respect my family, then you can't be my life partner.
I don't understand what you just said..
..but all l have to say is get lost, you stupid Punjabi girl!
You..
Mother, let's go!
Aunt, let's go.
Dance!
I must call sir.
Hello.
Hello, sir. Fateh Singh reporting.
Hello. - Joginder, it's a test for you today.
Hello. - Don't you dare utter any rubbish today.
Hello.
Sir, you're not talking. - No, Fateh. Not today.
I won't give you any idea today.
Sir, I haven't caIled you for a suggestion.
I called to tell you that Pooja has broken up with the foreigner..
..and I'm bringing her to Punjab.
What? - Everything has happened because of you.
Just help me one more time. - What do you want now?
Sir, get the police station cleaned.
And ask the taiIor to stitch an inspector's uniform for me.
I'll wear it as soon as l reach there.
And sir, let me tell you something.
No matter how successfuI l am, I'll never forget you.
I Iove you, sir.
Okay, sir. I'll hang up now. l have to do my finaI setting with Pooja now.
How will you convince her?
Sir, if nothing eIse works, I have the weapon of my Iooks.
Okay, bye. See you.
I didn't say anything today.
This idiot is very lucky.
But he doesn't know that my eyes are red..
..and there are three stars on my shoulder.
Consider the days of you being fired closer.
Balirama. - Yes, sir?
Bring Shampy and his father to the police station. - Yes, sir.
Aunt, where's Pooja? She did not even come to work today.
Son, she's not in a good mood since that day.
I tried a lot to explain to her, but..
Aunt, Fateh Singh is here. Everything will be alI right now.
Where is she?
Constable, you're here?
I was Iooking for you at the police station.
Don't we have to go look for dacoit Shampy today?
We wiIl find Shampy anyway.
It's such a nice weather. Let's have tea and dumpIings.
Fateh, l'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense. PIease Ieave.
This is nice. You're angry at Chris and you're venting it at me.
You've been hurt just once.
You don't know how many girls have rejected me.
But I still never took it to heart.
Don't compare me to yourself. Okay?
Don't l feel hurt?
Your heart means something and my heart means nothing?
Do you know how bad l felt once, when a pickpocket rejected me?
A pickpocket?
Yes, she used to come to the police station.
We feIl in Iove.
We were going to get married too.
I told her that she would have to quit all this after marriage.
But she taunted me saying that even I was a typical man..
..who wants his wife to be a housewife and under his control.
She said that and stole my wallet and Ieft.
Good. Men like you deserve this.
Am I so bad?
But still, I didn't take it to heart.
Then I enticed another girI.
She dumped me too. - Why?
She was a rag-picker.
She told me that there were a lot of glass pieces in my trash.
ActuaIly, I drink like this.
But I didn't take it to heart.
Then I enticed another girI.. - Let me guess.
She rejected you too, right?
Then Fateh Singh rejected her.
Why? Wasn't she a nice girl?
She was the onIy daughter of the owner of McDonald's.
Wait. Wait.
You rejected the daughter of the owner of McDonald's? You?
Yes. They were not giving fries in the marriage.
Fateh, you think l'll Iaugh on your stupid jokes, hug you and thank you?
Okay, don't hug me.
Are you going to leave or should I call Paul?
Why Paul.. - Get lost, Fateh!
Please go.
What is it?
What are you trying to do?
What's this?
The weapon of my looks.
What?
The weapon of my looks.
The weapon of..
Oh, my God!
I'm trying to cheer you up and you're Iaughing at me.
What was that?
Okay, then l won't try to pacify you either.
Fateh.
Fateh, listen to me. - What is it?
You were right.
All men are not the same.
Some are like you too.
Yes. I'm an idiot.
No.
My love.
Thank you, constabIe.
It's okay, constable.
Constable.
Your hand.
Yes, it's mine.
You are not going to take it with you.
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
"l want you to be cIose to me."
"l forget all my sorrows when I see you."
"Let my heart say what it wants to."
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
"The eyes."
"l dreamt near your dreams."
"l forgot the beauty of the worId when I saw you."
"Don't ever forget me."
"l live for you."
"Let my heart say what it wants to."
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
"l'm your shadow."
"l'lI always foIlow you."
"l'm your shadow."
"l'lI always foIlow you."
"l aIways pray that you never go away from me."
"My emotions are attached to you."
"My life is dedicated to you."
"Let my heart say what it wants to."
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
"The eyes."
Mother!
"Let the eyes Iook at each other."
"Let the one who's dying, breathe."
I caught you!
How will you escape from me? God bless you.
Hey, you? How are you?
What did you say?
You and the constabIe?
Naughty boy!
You'II get into trouble someday, silly. I'm telling you.
Why? She's the DC's daughter.
You should have at Ieast seen your face before falling for her.
It is useless.
No, no, no. Turn your face. You should be slapped.
Turn your face.
RascaI.
You should have thought before using the weapon of your looks.
She is imported whiskey and you are local liquor.
There's no comparison between you two.
What?
Love doesn't think about all this?
I'll flail you if you lie! You lover!
What does flail mean? Why do you want to know?
You were a liar. You are a Iiar.
You lied at home. You made a false case.
You lied to the girl and used your weapon of looks.
If you had Iied so many times, then you should have loved her falsely too.
No, why did you fall in love with her truly?
Tell the truth to the girl? Everything?
So you two just decided and didn't even bother to ask me.
Tell her. TeIl her tomorrow.
Tell the truth. You'II get into trouble.
Why did you caIl us, Inspector?
Here's your passport. Get out of here.
My passport! The visa hasn't expired yet.
Inspector, we don't have Rs. 50,000.
I don't want your stinky money.
Get a ticket for yourself and fIy to Canada.
The Punjab Police are being merciful towards us.
My dear son, l don't believe this.
Father, l don't believe it either.
Your dear son isn't so lucky.
I feel Iike this is a dream.
Let's touch the inspector and see. - Yes. Yes.
Inspector, can I pinch you?
Your dear son was sIapped once! It's real. It's real. One more.
Your dear son was sIapped twice! It's real! It's real!
Now your dear son will go to Canada and send PP shoes from there for sir.
PP? You mean Punjab PoIice?
No, sir. The ones that make a sound when you wear them.
Get lost. - Those.
Thanks a lot, sir. Love you, sir!
Your dear son was sIapped thrice!
Before l change my mood, get out of here!
Yes, sir. Let's go. Let's go.
Wait a minute. Take this. Rs. 1 100.
A gift? - It's not a gift.
It's for not telling anyone about what happened here. Get Iost! - Yes, sir.
Come, son. Come.
Sir, you let them go so easily?
We don't Iet our family members go without bribe.
And you gave them their passport back free of cost.
Idiot, this is lnspector Joginder Singh's plan.
You don't get three stars without a reason.
Yes, sir. l know that you need to pin them up.
When you want to ask God for money..
..you need to offer Him some money first.
Now Iet me see how Fateh Singh brings Pooja to Punjab.
"Canada."
Father, your dear son has finally reached Canada!
Father, look. Look.
The long sky. The pigeons are flying in the sky.
Father, your dear son had your good wishes and God's blessings.
This is God's gift to me.
So, your dear son wiIl first greet this great Iand of Canada.
Canada. I, Shampy, salute you on behalf of..
..Shampy's father and Shampy's scooter.
Don't move. Police, freeze! Police, freeze!
"Canada."
I've got security.
Respected sir, I have never even smuggled snacks in India.
How can I smuggle drugs in Canada?
I swear on Shampy's vehicle.
Shampy's what?
VehicIe. Shampy's vehicle.
Come to Punjab some time. I will give you a free ride.
Shut up.
Respected madam, you may sIap me as many times as you want..
..but I will surely say something.
I'm not a smuggler. I'm not. I'm not.
You won't agree so easily.
We'lI have to use Fateh's techniques on you.
Fateh? From the Punjab Police?
That idiot didn't leave me alone even over here!
Do you know him? - Know him?
He has brought ill luck into my life.
I was naive. l was innocent. But Fateh imprisoned me.
He stopped me from coming to Canada.
I think he has made this false case against me.
What nonsense are you talking?
The dear son was sIapped twice. Why?
Liar. In order to hide your crime..
..you're faIsely accusing an honest officer?
No, respected madam. l never Iie.
It's a sin to lie.
You don't believe me, do you?
Do one thing. Call his senior officer Joginder Singh and ask him.
Everything will be clear.
So, Singh, what do you think?
I don't beIieve him, sir. Why would Fateh lie?
But still, what's the harm in making one phone calI?
Yes. - Okay, sir.
If what you're saying about Fateh is a lie..
..then l won't spare you. Dear son.
The dear son was slapped thrice.
Never mind, Shampy.
Earlier you wouId be slapped in lndia, and now, in Canada.
At least you're progressing.
Miss you, father.
Shampy? A smuggler?
Shampy is not a man. He's a saint.
I've conducted a poIice verification of him myself.
But he's saying that Fateh has prepared a false case against him.
He's telling the truth. Fateh is a very big liar.
The department is doing an enquiry against him.
The DCP was teIling me once..
that he is in lndia and his family is in Canada..
..and he wished someone could..
..bring his famiIy here from Canada.
He heard that, made a false case and went there.
Do l need to sign here?
Thank you.
Mark, where's Pooja?
Holding room, end of the hall.
In the last one? - Yes.
Okay. Thank you. - Sure.
Pooja.
You're here? I was looking for you.
I wanted to talk to you about something important.
Me too. - What is it?
First promise me that after this, you'II quietly do what l ask you to.
How can I promise you? I wonder what you might ask for.
Why? Are you scared?
If that is the case, then ask for my Iife.
You'II see my guts.
Let's promise.
Get out.
But Pooja, l.. - Just shut up.
I don't beIieve anything that you say.
Because you're a bloody Iiar.
If you have any shame left, then don't break your promise.
Just leave quietIy.
At least give me a chance.. - Just get out of my Iife, Fateh!
Fateh Singh.
I didn't expect this from you.
These are your deportation orders.
By the end of this week, you'II be sent back to lndia.
Oh, gosh! Whose calI is it at this time?
Hello.
Hello, mother. Give me your bIessings.
Fateh! My sweetheart! My baby! My son!
How are you, son?
I'm fine, mother. You tell me. Are you all right?
How can a mother be without her son?
My knees were paining since two days.
Now that you've caIIed, I can dance now.
Mother, l was so busy that I couldn't call earlier.
If an inspector won't be busy, then do you expect constables to be busy?
No, mother. Even constables have a lot of work to do.
All nonsense!
Mother, what if I told you that l didn't work when I was a constable?
Son, whatever work you do, you must do it dedicatedIy.
As an inspector.
But what if there is lie on your mind, mother?
Then you can't do anything properly.
God doesn't help those who Iie.
He just sits far away and watches the fun.
What's the matter, son? You're quiet?
And you are saying such things.
There will be a Ioad on you, son.
Mother, l've lied.
So what? I lie everyday.
In the morning, your father asked me to make tea.
I didn't feel like waking up.
So, I Iied to him that I had a headache.
Mother, not like that. I've told a very big lie.
A big one? How big?
Mother, l'm not an inspector. I'm a constable.
Mother, l know that you must have felt very bad.
But I felt that I must tell the truth.
I did feel bad that you lied.
But I'm happy that you told the truth.
That my son has become wise.
Anyone can be an inspector, but very few can be wise.
If you tell the truth, then God will aIways be by your side.
Thank you, mother.
You shouldn't thank your mother.
Okay, hang up now. I too want to teII your father the truth.
Okay, mother. Bye. - Bless you.
Listen! - Tell me.
ShouId l make tea?
Hi. No, wait, Pooja. Please. Please. Please.
Just give me one chance to say what l came to say.
Thank you. Thank you.
Chris, not another note.. - No, no.
Just last one. Just let me say this.
Pooja, l made a mistake.
So, pIease forgive me.
And if it makes you happy, let alone..
..your mother and granny..
..I am willing to stay even with the dogs of your lane.
I am a fool. An idiot. A.. - Scoundrel.
Yes. Yes. A scoundrel. A rascaI. Stupid..
A stupid man. - A stupid man.
Yes. A stupid man. - Chris, who wrote this note?
It doesn't matter who wrote it.
What matters is that l want to start a new life with you.
Pooja.
No! - Pooja, please. Will you marry me?
Pooja, please.
Please say yes. I'll do anything you want.
Chris, l..
Please say yes. Please.
Yes.
Yes! Thank you, Pooja. Thank you.
But I have a condition.
What are you saying?
I want the wedding to happen soon.
Really soon.
Really soon. You want the wedding to be soon. How soon?
This week.
"My heart has brought so many complaints."
"lt's autumn. The leaves have fallen on flowers."
"My heart has brought so many complaints."
"lt's autumn. The leaves have fallen on flowers."
"When my heart broke, I Iearnt that.."
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"Your dreams have called out to me."
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"What's my fault?"
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"Your dreams have called out to me."
"When you left my hand.."
"..I felt as if I was separated from my destiny."
"God made us a couple.."
"..but we separated on your will."
"When you left my hand.."
"..I felt as if I was separated from my destiny."
"God made us a couple.."
"..but we separated on your will."
"Your intentions were false. Your promises were false."
"Loyalty is weeping."
Pooja dear, I wanted to talk to you.
Yes, mother?
Dear, if you couId think about it again.. - Mother, don't start again.
Look, dear, I agree that Fateh had lied, but..
But because of his lie, if you had met your father once..
..then there was nothing wrong in it.
Mother, you're saying this?
You've not spoken to father since 18 years.
You didn't let me talk to him either.
Dear, sometimes stubbornness becomes more..
..important than words.
I hope, like me, in your stubbornness, you don't take a decision..
..because of which you repent for the rest of your life, Iike I did.
Dear, there's no place for stubbornness in Iove.
I know what l'm doing, mother.
At least Chris is not a liar.
"l'm shedding.."
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"Your dreams have called out to me."
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"What's my fault?"
"l'm shedding tears. I'm heartbroken."
"Your dreams have called out to me."
"My father is great.."
You?
Spare me in the bathroom at least.
How did I harm you..
..that you are after me alI the time?
Sorry, Shampy. I made a mistake.
What sorry? No manners!
You know, to send me to Canada, Shampy's favorite father..
..who never even let his beard open..
..he had to open the three buttons of his shirt and dispIay his body.
And what was the result of aIl that? I'm being deported today.
I said I'm sorry. Why are you crying?
What sorry? No manners!
You have left me to be doomed.
Why did you do this to an innocent boy?
Why? Why did you break my heart? - Get Iost.
The dear son is slapped once.
You should've at least washed your hands first.. -l said I'm sorry!
You are going on crying.
Your dream is shattered, but I'm heartbroken.
You call yourseIf an innocent boy.
You should have washed that hand.
Why did you teII the truth to Pooja? I wouId have explained to her Iater.
You were trying to be a truthful man's son.
Brother, you may slap me as many times as you want.
But don't get my father's name wrong.
My father's name is Duntoshan Singh.
He has always taught me to tell the truth.
I'm sorry, Shampy. I vented my anger on you.
If l had ever learnt to telI the truth in life..
..then instead of the foreigner, I wouId be marrying Pooja today.
Brother, you really love the respected madam truIy?
Yes.
Then you shouId be slapped at least a dozen times, brother.
I mean, brother, if your love is sweet and pure like Shampy..
..then you must pacify the respected madam anyhow.
And you must fIy along with her.
Listen to me, brother.
Look, it's very easy to earn a dollar which is equal to Rs. 55.
But it's very difficuIt to earn a girl who is equal to true love.
Brother, you're leaving the wealth of love here and going?
Shame. Shame. Shame on you. Shame on you. Shame. Shame.
You have a point, Shampy.
But how do you know so much about Iove?
Brother, actualIy, my name is Loveoshan Singh.
You mean to say that l should go and stop Pooja's wedding?
AbsoIutely, brother. What else?
The two policemen, who are standing here, take care of them somehow.
Shampy is with you.
It looks like it's time to use the biggest weapon of the Punjab Police.
Weapon?
Hail the Lord!
Hail!
Brother.. - What's wrong?
Brother, we need your heIp.
Hello, base. We need back up right away.
Back up. Back up right away.
Run! Run! Taxi.
Stop! Stop!
You? I've told you so many times that lndians and..
Brother, pIease don't bring up that issue today.
It's about my love.
If l don't reach there on time, then she'II marry someone else.
Look, brother, if you don't help us, then love wiIl lose.
And if love loses, then God will lose.
Because love is God and God is great.
If that's the matter, then neither are you lndian, nor am l Pakistani.
We're all brothers. Get in.
Get in, Shampy. Get in. Get in.
Get out.
Thank you, brother. - Okay.
Shampy, there is poIice here.
Brother, don't worry.
You go and meet her from there. Shampy wiIl take care here.
Sure? - Sure.
We are not even getting overtime.
Excuse me, brother.
The dacoit Shampy!
Hold! Hold! HoId! Hold!
Brother, Shampy won't be scared of this weapon.
Shampy has a bigger weapon.
Hail the Lord!
Hail.
There's no one here to help.
Looks like I'll be slapped now.
Catch me if you can! - Get him! Get him!
God, help me.
Pooja, Chris, please join your hands..
..and declare your consent in front of God.
Do you have the rings?
Rings?
Oh, it's their engagement today.
I was going crazy thinking they were getting married.
I will talk to her Iater.
Wait till l get my hands on you. -Catch him!
You?
What are you doing here?
I had come to stop Pooja's wedding. But they're getting engaged.
Idiot, this is not their engagement.
Exchanging the rings means getting married.
You're lying.
I'm teIling the truth. This is how foreigners get married.
Crazy boy.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop it right now.
You? Who are you to stop us?
Pooja, don't say that. I've come to apologize to you.
I agree that l've told you many Iies, but I Iove you truly.
Oh, shut up! I don't care. Get out of here.
Let me get married in peace.
This means l won't be forgiven if I Iied.
He lied to you and you're marrying him.
It doesn't Iook nice.
What nonsense are you talking? What did he lie about?
He's not going to accept your family after your marriage.
He got the false note written to make you agree.
I had written that note.
If you feel that I'll consider your lie the truth..
..and won't marry Chris, then you're wrong.
Chris. - Wait!
Pooja, l'm telling you.
If the Punjab Police's friendship is good..
..then their animosity is worse than anything.
Really? What will you do? What will you do?
You're threatening me.
Chris.
What are you doing? -What are you doing, Fateh?
Don't interfere! l'll flail you!
Flail? What's that? - Why do you want to know?
Just keep quiet, Chris. Give me the ring. - I won't.
Fateh!
Pooja!
Fateh! - What's happening, father?
Dance.
Fateh! Fateh, give me my ring back.
I will not. Please forgive me first, Pooja.
Why shouId l forgive you? - Because I've really changed.
You will never stop Iying.
Pooja, l can swear if you want me to. l've changed.
I'm ready to teII you aIl the truths of my Iife.
You can ask me whatever you want.
I'm not interested in your life. Give me my ring!
Please forgive me. - I..
Fateh, give me my ring back. - Pooja, please forgive me.
Fateh, give me my ring. - Please forgive me.
Fateh!
Give me my ring! - Drive the car. - Give me!
Stop the car! Give me my ring!
Listen to my truths, Pooja. - l don't want to hear your truths.
Okay, what if I told you that until the 4th class, I used to think..
..that parents buy their children from the market..
..and that I was bought from the confectioner Lovely?
Won't you stilI agree? - No.
Okay, what if I tell you that I wear the same underwear twice?
Do you reaIly think that..
..I would agree after Iistening to this and embrace you?
Please agree, Pooja. I'll hug you myself.
Just shut up!
Okay, what if I tell you that my nickname is Topra?
You still won't agree? - No.
Okay, what if I tell you what 'flail' means?
Will you agree then? - No.
Think about it again, Pooja. - No!
Please agree.
Okay. Tell me what it means.
Why shouId l teIl you?
First tell me that you've forgiven me and you love me.
What? l love you?
You don't love me? - Never.
Hey, you truthful woman!
You tell people to be truthful.
And now you're lying to me on purpose.
This is not a lie. lt's true. I can never love a man like you.
Have you seen your face? You look like an idiot.
Idiot?
Have you gone crazy? I insuIted you and you're laughing.
I.. Okay, you left your wedding, lied at the airport..
..took special permissions for travelling without a passport.
As if you did alI this not because you love this idiot..
..but because you want to know what 'flail' means.
You are very funny, constable.
You attacked the Punjab Police! But why?
You understood this very soon.
But you still didn't understand how to pacify someone who's upset.
You didn't come to pacify instead.
Instead, you sent Chris with the note.
What if l had really married Chris in anger?
If l don't have the sense to pacify..
..then even you must know the limit of being upset.
You shouldn't insuIt the pacifier so much that he gives up.
What if l had not reached the church on time?
Then I would have married Chris. He's at least not an idiot Iike you.
Go and marry Chris. You're threatening me.
I don't want to pacify you. Get lost.
You think I'll go to Punjab with you after listening to all this?
Just wait and watch. The minute we Iand..
..I'll immediateIy take a flight back.
Go away!
Give me your number.
Dear, I just dozed off.
What is it?
Stop it.
She laughed.
Constable.
The Punjab Police is feeling sorry.
It's okay, constable.
The Punjab Police is feeling a little bit of Iove.
You know that..
..fling.
It's okay, constable.
It's okay? Then you aIso tell me 'l love you'.
First tell me what 'fIail' means.
What? - Yes.
Why has 'flail' come between our love?
Will you teIl me or should I go back?
This means you want to know it anyhow. - Yes.
Brother, stop.
Yes.
Today l'll tell you what it means. - Please!
Set hand.
Constable, actually.. even l don't know what 'flaiI' means. - What?
Constable, l wiII..
I won't spare you!
I am going to kiIl you.
I missed you too, dear.
I missed you too, father.
I Iove you.
Please, father. PIease, father. At least listen to me.
Father, stop. Stop, father.
Father, calm down.
'After a little drama, the DC finally agreed.'
'How wouIdn't he have agreed?'
'After all, his wife patched up with him on the condition..'
'..that both the constables will get married.'
Hands up.
'So, the Punjab police officer married the Vancouver poIice officer.'
"He will cry.."
'But Iike aIways, even this time, the wrong song was sung.'
"There is a slight breeze. Someone is crying."
"Like me.."
'But perhaps, this song was being played for them.'
You are handsome.
'They got settled.'
'But what happened to dacoit Shampy?'
How much longer wiIl it take?
Shampy is tired! Shampy wiIl die! Shampy will die!
'And Shampy's favorite father?'
Buy Shampy's vehicIe and father. It's sweet.
'He's been trying to collect money to bring his dear son back to lndia.'
'Our Pakistani brother is letting go of the money.'
'The size of lnspector Joginder Singh's stomach..'
'..has reduced from 36 inches to 34 inches.'
'And Fateh Singh has gone from 34 to 36 inches.'
'It is said that even the Canada police..'
'..are following Fateh Singh's techniques.'
'We compIetely forgot about granny.'
Where is everyone?
'So, this was the story of Jatt and Juliet.'
'Hold on. Hold on. Sorry. Sorry.'
'I forgot something.'
Stop! Stop! HeIIo! Stop! Stop!
What's the matter, Inspector?
Why are you riding without a helmet? Give me a fine of Rs. 1500.
Fine? l think you didn't recognize me.
Whoever you are, pay the fine or I'll flail you.
Please don't flail me, inspector. It'll spoil the beauty of my face.
Is that what 'flail' means?
Of course. You can lam me if you want.
What does 'lam' mean?
He wants to know. Why do you care?