Kangale Nawab - 027232-1_mod

Kangale Nawab
Puneet Ramkaran Mishra
1101, Panch Mahal, Panch Shristi Towers,
Hiranandani, Powai, Mumbai.
Puneet_m17@yahoo.com
Cell Phone - 8451927286.
Kangale Nawab Page:1/27
Registered @ www.fwa.co.in on 2015-04-26 12:56:54 © Puneet Ramkaran
Mishra

INT. ROYAL DINING HALL - MORNING
A 32 year old, handsome young man, SIDDHARTH aka SIDDHU,
sits on the grand dining table in the royal dining hall. He
is neatly dressed in a Shervani and checks his mail on the
cell phone. Siddharth puts the cell phone on the table,
picks up a toast. He reads his messages as he butters the
toast.
Siddharth's shabbily dressed, loyal servant, BABBAN, 30,
stands with his eyes locked on to an antique telephone. He
rubs his stiff neck then looks at Siddharth who takes a bite
of his toast, fiddles on his cell phone.
Babban clears his throat in order to get his master's
attention. Siddharth keeps eating, his eyes are still on the
cell phone. Babban tentatively takes a few step towards
Siddharth, leans forward and speaks with a smile.
BABBAN
Maalik... ek ghanta hone ku aya na
khade-khade. Meri toh gardan akad
gai hai purane darwaje ke maafik.
Mera khayal hai ki ab nahi aata,
BBC walo ka phun.
Siddharth gives Babban a stern look and he steps back to his
original position. Siddharth shifts his attention back on
his cell phone.
An uncomfortable Babban opens his mouth again. Siddharth
warns him, before he speaks a word. Siddharth speaks with
out looking up, working on his cell phone.
SIDDHARTH
Chup chaap khada reh, Babban. Jitna
kaha hai, utna he kar. Warna tere
khoobsurat jism mein bhoosa
bharwakar... samnewali deewar
per... uss lomadi ke bagal mein
latka dunga, samjha.
A terrified Babban looks at the stuffed fox on the wall. He
gets worried as if he has seen a ghost. Babban checks out
his hands, and then feels his face. He dares to look at the
stuffed fox again. But, this time he sees his own head
placed on the stuffed fox. Poor Babban speaks to himself.
BABBAN
Yeh kya ho raha, bhai? Chhuttan mia
chai mein bhang mila ko toh nahi na
pila daley mere ku.
He rubs his eyes and looks intently at the fox. The result
is the same. He is about to cry.
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2.
BABBAN
Maalik... ya toh yeh lomadi mere
jaisi dikh rahi, ya phir mera
dimaag chal gaya hai. Kuch bhi
ho... mere ku bhot dar lag raha,
maalik.
SIDDHARTH
Tujh se kitni bar kaha hai ki raat
ko sone se pehle Gumnaam mat dekha
kar. Phir se chadha liya na Mehmood
ka bhoot apne ooper.
Babban behaves as if he is really haunted by Mehmood's
character from the movie, Gumnaam.
BABBAN
Khayaalo mein... khayaalo mein...
Siddhu picks up an orange from the table and throws it at
Babban. It smacks him right on the forehead and he falls
down.
BABBAN
Shukar hai ooparwale ka... aap
naaste mein nariyal pani nahi
peete. Agar naariyal phenk ku
maarte toh...
SIDDHARTH
Agar tera Mehmood wala bhoot jaldi
nahi utra toh naukri chhudwa kar
tujhe kisi natak mandali mein
bharti karwa dunga, samjha.
Babban picks up the orange, he peels the orange as he pleads
with his master.
BABBAN
Nahi-nahi, maalik... naukri se nako
nikalo... aisa julam nako karo. Iss
gareeb pe taras khao, maalik. Bus
sasti daru ke maafak ghante bhar
mein bhoot apne aap utar jaata,
uttaach.
Babban leans forward and offers the peeled oranges to
Siddhu. Siddhu looks at the oranges then stares at Babban's
pleading face.
SIDDHARTH
Gareeb pe taras khaon?
BABBAN
Hau.
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3.
SIDDHARTH
Matlab ghante bhar tera natak aur
sehen karoon?
BABBAN
Hau.
Siddhu takes the oranges from Babban and speaks while he
eats.
SIDDHARTH
Galti teri nahi hai, Babban. Mujhe
toh iss haweli mein he kuch gadbad
lagti hai. Wahan Nawab sahab pe
teen-teen bhoot sawaar hain aur
yahaan tujhe Mehmood ke bhoot ne
jakad rakkha hai. Chhuttan mia
theek he kehte hain... yahaan
zaroor kisi ki aatma bhatak rahi
hai.
BABBAN
Aaaatma... kiski aatma, maalik?
Siddhart is enjoying the terrified look on his servant's
face. He kicks back and takes a bite from his toast. A
scared Babban looks around at the haweli.
SIDDHARTH
Pata nahi. Ho sakta hai Mehmood ki
he aatma ho.
Poor Babban is terrified. He speaks with a trembling voice.
BABBAN
Kya baata kar rahe, maalik?
Subah-subah kyun dara rahe bichare
gareeb ku? Yeh haweli kya such-much
bhootiya....
Suddenly, the phone rings and Babban jumps up, screaming
with shock.
SIDDHARTH
Phone hai, Babban... top ka gola
nahi. Apni nautanki band kar aur
jaldi se utha. Lekin yaad rahe...
BBC walo ke alawa koi bhi ho toh...
Siddharth expects Babban to finish the sentence but Babban
stares blankly at him.
BABBAN
Toh...
Siddharth controls his anger, speaks with clinched fists.
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4.
SIDDHARTH
... toh kehna ki main vilayat gaya
hua hoon. Agle maheene lautunga,
samjha?
BABBAN
Samajh gaya, maalik.
Babban picks up the phone, Siddharth listens with bated
breath.
BABBAN
Halu... yes-yes... good marning...
Babban listens with a smile and nods. An exited Siddharth
gets up and walks towards Babban.
BABBAN
... yes... haan-haan... arre, aap
ke Siddhu bhaiya toh mere samneich
khade hain...
SIDDHARTH
Abey, kaun hai?
Babban offers the receiver to Siddharth with a stupid smile
on his face.
BABBAN
Lala kirodimal hai... paison ka
takada kar rahe... yeh badi-badi
gaaliyaan nikaal rahe apne sadele
muh se. Thodi maa ki aur dher saari
bhain ki de rahe, maati mile. Aap
hukum karo na, maalik... mai bhi
bhari-bhari gaali seek ko baitha|
hoon kab se. Yeh Lukhnow mein toh
gaali dene ka maukaich nahi milta
na. Aise kya dekh rahe, maalik?
Kuch galat bola kya main?|
An angry Siddharth stares at Babban who, again, looks
blankly at his master. He realizes his mistake, puts his
hand on the speaker and apologizes.
BABBAN
Oh! Galti se bhool ho gayi, na
maalik. Aap bolo toh phoneich kaat
dalta hoon.
Siddharth keeps staring at Babban who defensively takes a
few steps back.
SIDDHARTH
Saari Ramayan sunane ke baad, ab
katega, bewaqoof. Phone idher la.
Mishra

5.
Siddharth snatches the phone from Babban's hand.
SIDDHARTH
Hello, lalaji... kaise hain aap?
Bhabhiji kaisi... nahi-nahi...
arre, main aaj subah ki flight se
he lauta... jee... jee haan... jee
nahi...
Siddharth picks up a plastic bag and makes some sound near
the phone.
SIDDHARTH
... hello... hello-hello... arre,
awaz nahi...
Siddharth bangs the phone down and scans the kitchen for
Babban who has suddenly disappeared.
SIDDHARTH
Babban? Babban... kahan mar...
Babban is hiding under the dining table with his ass
sticking out from the table cloth. Siddharth looks around
for a proper weapon. He goes for a sword but stops as he
spots a display of golf clubs. He gets an idea.
Siddharth leisurely selects a club and takes up a golfing
stance near Babban's ass. He winds up the club and whacks
Babban's ass with it. Babban screams in agony, rubs his ass
and gets further inside the table.
SIDDHARTH
Neeche he ghusa reh aaj din bhar.
Bahar nikla toh dekhna...
The 70 year old royal chef, CHHUTTAN MIA, brings a trey of
morning tea. He looks very frail and ill. He starts
coughing, Siddharth looks at him with great concern.
SIDDHARTH
Arre, Chhuttan mia... aap se kitni
bar kaha hai ki tabiyat kharab ho
toh kaam per mat aya karo. Laiye...
trey idher laiye.
Siddharth rests the club on the table. He takes the trey
from Chhuttan mia's hand and puts it on the table.
Siddhartha picks up the kettle, Chhuttan mia objects.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Nahi-nahi... aap takleef kyun
uthate hai? Main bana deta hoon.
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6.
SIDDHARTH
Rehne deejiye... main khud bana
loonga. Aap yahan baithiye aur...
Siddharth grabs the old man by his shoulders and helps him
on a chair. He sits next to him.
SIDDHARTH
... ek cup garam chai peejiye. Uske
baad apne kamre mein jakar aaram se
so jaiye.
Siddharth makes the tea, Chhuttan mia looks at him with
affection.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Jeete raho beta. Yeh haweli... yeh
shan-o-shaukat... sab tumhari he
mehnat ka nateeja hai, Siddhu beta.
Warna Nawab sahab toh apna sab kuch
luta chuke hain. Iss haweli per
tumhara ehsaan...
SIDDHARTH
Ehsaan kaisa, Chhuttan mia? Jis
haweli ne mujhe pala-posa, padhaya
likhaya aur apne pairo per khada
hona sikhaya... Kya main uss ke
liye itna bhi nahi kar sakta? Aur
phir bade nawab sahab he toh iss
haweli ki zimmedari mujh per saunp
gaye thay.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Maalik aur aap mein kabhi fark nahi
kiya bade nawab sahab ne.
Kabhi-kabhi unki itni yaad aati hai
ki... ab toh man karta hai ki apni
naukri kisi hunarmand naujawan ko
saunp kar... hamesha ke liye chain
ki neend so jaun.
SIDDHARTH
Hunarmand naujawan aaj kal milte he
kahan hain, chhuttan mia. Iss
haweli se itni jaldi chhutkara nahi
milnewala hai aap ko.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Theek farmaya... bilkul theek...
Chhuttan mia starts coughing, recovers then continues
speaking.
Mishra

7.
CHHUTTAN MIA
... parwardigar ne ek bete se
nawaza tha jo ishq mein kuch iss
tarah andha hua ki bhari jawani
mein ghar-bar sab chhod gaya. Apne
iss boodhe baap ko besahara kar
gaya.
SIDDHARTH
Haan... ek yug beet gaya. Magar
lagta hai ki jaise kal ki baat ho.
Achha, Muraad ko ghar chhode
takreeban chaubees saal beet gaye
honge?
CHHUTTAN MIA
Chaubees saal, saat maheene...
SIDDHARTH
Terah march. Mujhe woh manhoos
ghadi ab tak yaad hai. Samajh nahi
aata ki ek beta apne baap se itne
baras bhala kaise naaraz reh sakta
hai? Aur agar aap ke muh se kuch
oonch-neech nikal bhi gaya tha
toh...
A nostalgic Siddharth notices Chhuttan mia getting
emotional. He speaks with a smile.
SIDDHARTH
... ah... arre, ab tak toh aap ke
pote potiyan bhi jawaan ho gaye
honge. Kyun Chhuttan mia?
Chhuttan mia wipes his tears and smiles back at Siddharth.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Haan. Bus yehi gum toh mujhe khaye
jaa raha, Siddhu beta. Marne se
pehle bus ek bar apne bachchon ka
muh dekh loon phir...
Chhuttan mia gets overwhelmed and starts coughing. Siddharth
gets up and tries to comfort him by patting his back.
SIDDHARTH
Bus-bus... ooperwale per bharosa
rakhiye. Ek din woh aap ko apne
bichhde huye bachhon se zaroor
milwayega.
Siddharth holds Chhuttan mia's hand, he finds it warmer then
usual. He checks his forehead for fever.
Mishra

8.
SIDDHARTH
Yeh kya? Aap ko toh bahot tez
bukhaar hai.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Halki si hararat hai... apne aap
theek ho jayegi. Dekha, baaton mein
waqt ka pata bhi nahi chala. Bahot
der ho gayi... mujhe toh abhi
nashta tayyar karna hai...
SIDDHARTH
Bhaad mein gaya nashta. Aap apne
kamre mein jaa kar chup-chaap
aaraam keejiye.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Lekin, dopahar ka khana... shaam ki
chai...
SIDDHARTH
Woh sab aap mujh per chhodiye...
main samhaal loonga.
Siddharth walks towards a cupboard, takes out a medicine
box. He removes a pill from it and puts the box back in. He
offers the pill to Chhuttan mia.
SIDDHARTH
Aap yeh bukhar ki goli khaiye aur
aaram se kambal odhkar so jaiye.
Shaam tak bukhaar utar jaye toh jo
jee mein aye karna.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Lekin, beta...
SIDDHARTH
Lekin wekin kuch nahi...
Siddhartha is distracted by Babban's joint hands which
appear from the other end of the table. Babban peeks his
head up and pleads with his master.
BABBAN
Jaan ki amaan ho, maalik... toh
main chhuttan mia ko unke kamre tak
pahuncha ko aata hoon?
Siddharth stares at Babban who slides lower, behind the
table.
BABBAN
Ab maaf bhi kar dalo, maalik. Yeh
dekho na haath jod ku maafi maang
raha hoon main.
Mishra

9.
Siddharth keeps staring then finally smiles at Babban.
SIDDHARTH
Theek hai, theek hai... muaf kiya.
Chal ab jaldi se khada ho ja.
Babban breaths a sigh of relief and stands up with a smile.
BABBAN
Chaliye, Chhuttan mia... aap ka
kamra aap ka intezar kar raha hai
na.
Babban helps Chhuttan mia on his feet and they walk away.
Siddharth remembers something.
SIDDHARTH
Babban?
A worried Babban stops and turns around.
BABBAN
Jee, maalik?
SIDDHARTH
Nawaab sahab ke uthne ka waqt ho
chala hai. Chhuttan mia ko kamre
mein pahunchane ke baad tu turant
nawab sahab ke bedroom ke bahar
tainaat ho jaiga.
BABBAN
Jee, maalik.
SIDDHARTH
Aisa na ho ke nawab sahab uth
jayein aur tu kahin khada gupp
ladata rahe.
BABBAN
Aap itminaan rakhiye na, maalik.
Nawab sahab ke uthne se pehleich
unke darwaje ke bhar jaku khada ho
jata na mai.
SIDDHARTH
Theek hai. Toh main naashte ka
intezaam kar ke fauran laut raha
hoon. Kaan khol kar sun le. Kuch
bhi ho jaye... tu telephone ko
haath nahi lagaega... samjha?
BABBAN
Jee, bilkul samajh gaya.
Mishra

10.
SIDDHARTH
Hmm.
Siddharth is still very doubtful about Babban's
capabilities. He keeps staring at him, slightly nodding his
head. Chhuttan mia tries to assure Siddhartha.
CHHUTTAN MIA
Arre, bada samajhdar bachcha hai.
Jaisa kaha hai, yeh bilkul waisa he
karega. Kyun, Babban?
BABBAN
Bhoosa bharwa ko uss lomadi ke
bagal mein taang dena, maalik, agar
dobara galti karoon toh.
The telephone rings and Babban picks it up very fast.
BABBAN
Halu...
Chhuttan mia slaps his own forehead with disappointment.
Siddharth controls his anger and watches the clueless Babban
with crossed arms.
BABBAN
... yes... yes-yes...
A worried Siddharth and Chhuttan mia look at each other then
look at Babban who has a wide smile on his face.
BABBAN
... jee haan... ek minute... Siddhu
bhaiya toh mere saamneich he khade
hain... ab mere ku kya maaloom? Ek
minute, hold pe rakkho... mai pooch
ku batata.
Babban places his hand on the speaker and whispers at an
angry Siddharth.
BABBAN
Seth Tirbhuvandas jaweri ka phoon
hai... dedh laakh ka takada kar
rahe, maalik. Aap bolo toh phoneich
kaat dalta hoon.
Siddharth looks around for his golf club. He spots it on the
table and goes for it. Babban drops the phone, grabs
Chhuttan mia's hand and rush out in a hurry.
BABBAN
Chaliye, Chhuttan mia... Nawab
sahab ke uthne ka tame ho gaya hai
na.
Mishra

11.
Siddharth stands there with his cane, watching them walk
away in full speed. The telephone receiver dangles from the
table. He picks it up. Someone is shouting from the other
end.
SIDDHARTH
Siddhu bhaiya in london... call
after one month. Hello... arre, toh
pehle batana chahiye na ki aap ko
angreji nahi aati. Siddhu bahiya
london gaye hain, yaar. Agle
maheene lautenge.
Siddharatha puts the receiver gently on the table and walks
away. The angry man keeps shouting from the other end.
INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
NAWAB SAHAB, 38, sleeps on his king size bed, in his grand
bedroom. He is fully tucked under a thick, silky blanket.
There is a collection of various clocks on the wall.
The alarm of the smallest clock goes off but Nawab sahab is
unmoved. He is in a deep sleep. All of a sudden alarms of
all the clocks go off at the same time. The sound is
unbearable. But Nawab sahab remains fast asleep.
After a few loud moment there is a pin drop silence. Nawab
sahab opens his eyes. He yawns but still doesn't move an
inch. He removes his hands out of the blanket and claps
twice.
He waits patiently for a few seconds then exhales in
disappointment and looks at the door. Again, he claps twice
but this time with more intencity.
NAWAB SAHAB
Koi hai? Hum uth chuke hai.
Nawab sahab just moves his head around. He is getting
uncomfortable by the second.
NAWAB SAHAB
Arre, koi hai wahan? Humari chadar
uthanewala koi hai ya yeh kaam bhi
subah-subah hamein he karna padega?
EXT. KITCHEN - MORNING
Babban is smitten with the female vegitable vendor, KATORI,
25. He is leaning from her cart which is full of fresh
vegetables and fruits. She is going through a long list and
weighs five kilograms of onions.
Mishra

12.
KATORI
Yeh ho gayi paanch kilo pyaj. Tu
khada-khada battisi kya dikha raha
hai? Chal jaldi se jhola pakad.
Mujhe aur bahot jageh jana hai.
Babban grabs the gunny bag and opens it. His eyes are locked
on Katori's face as she grabs the onions with both hands and
dunks them in the bag. She looks at him and yells.
KATORI
Aur kaan khol kar sun le, Babban.
Pyaj ka daam ek sau dus rupaya kilo
ho gaya hai, samjha. Pehle he
bataye deti hoon, haan. Phir na
kehna mehengi hai.
BABBAN
Naraj kyun hoti hai, Katori? Arre,
ek sau dus kya? Tu doh sau rupaye
laga le. Lekin subah-subah jara
muskura kar toh baat kar mujh se.
KATORI
Muskura kar? Poore gyarah hajjar,
teen sau chaubees rupaye bakaya
hain... pehle mera hisaab chukta
kar... phir jitna kahega utna
muskura kar baat karoongi, samjha.
BABBAN
Arre, tu phir chillane lagi. Aur
tujh se kitni bar kaha hai ki
hisaab kitaab ki baatein mujh se na
kiya kar.
KATORI
Achha? Toh kaisi baatein kiya
karoon tujh se?
BABBAN
Pyar bhari... meethi-meethi... pyar
bhari baatein.
KATORI
Woh karele utha... bada aya
meethi-meethi baatein karne wala.
Poor Babban stops smiling as he looks at an angry Katori. He
hangs his head and picks up a handfull of bitter karelas.
Katori feels sorry for poor Babban and speaks with a smile.
KATORI
Babban... aye, babban. Bura maan
gaya kya?
Mishra

13.
Babban keeps his head down and hands her karelas.
KATORI
Jara Nawab sahab se keh kar mera
hisaab chukta karwa de na?
Babban freezes with a worried look on his face.
KATORI
Kya hua?
BABBAN
Nawab... Nawab sahab... good
morning... der ho gayi... siddhu
bhaiya... mar gaya, babban.
Babban gets rid of karelas and runs away towards the haweli.
KATORI
Arre, kahan bhaga jaa raha hai,
babban?
Babban shouts as he runs.
BABBAN
Nawab sahab... good morning... tu
samaan ander rakh... mar gaya...
KATORI
Iss haweli mein toh jaise sab ek se
badhkar ek namoone bhare pade hain.
INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
Nawab sahab is sitting on his bed with his arms crossed. The
bedroom door opens very slowly and Babban peeps in. He looks
scared and preys to god.
BABBAN
Aaltu jalaaltu... aayee bala ko
taal tu... aa... aaa... aaltu
jalaaltu...
NAWAB SAHAB
Kaun? Kaun hai wahan?
Babban slowly enters the bedroom.
BABBAN
Main hoon, hajoor...
baa-baaa-babban.
NAWAB SAHAB
Baa-baaa Babban?
Mishra

14.
Nawab sahab stands up on his bed revealing his shiny silk
pajama-kurta. He starts pacing around with his hands behind
his back.
NAWAB SAHAB
Humaari kundali taiyaar hai, baba
babban?
BABBAN
Aa... aaa... aaltu jalaltu...
kundali, hajoor? Kaisi kundali?
Nawab sahab stops pacing on his bed, he now stands on his
bed with a royal attitude. Babban is scared for his life.
NAWAB SAHAB
Kundali, baba babban. Humari
kundali mein zaroor koi gadbad hai.
Tabhi toh ab tak humaari shaadi
nahi hui, baba babban.
BABBAN
Yeh baba... baba babban kaun hai,
hajoor? Aap ko kaise najar aa rahe
hain?
Poor Babban looks around himself, expecting a ghost.
BABBAN
Kahan khade hai, aap ke Baba
babban?
NAWAB SAHAB
Don't waste my time, babaji. Abhi
aap he ne toh kaha ki aap baa-baaa
babban hain.
BABBAN
Maine? Maine kab kaha, hajoor?
NAWAB SAHAB
Abhi... ander aate he kaha... ki
aap baa-baaa babban hain.
Poor Babban comes closer and brings his face closer to Nawab
sahab.
BABBAN
Dhyan se dekhiye hajoor... main koi
baa-baaa babban nahi... sirf babban
hoon... aap ka naukar, babban.
NAWAB SAHAB
Humara naukar...
Mishra

15.
Nawab sahab gets down on all four, like a dog, and walks
closer to have a better look at his servant.
BABBAN
Hajoor... aap ki tabiyat toh theek
hai na? Koi najla-zukaam?
Chheek-week toh nahi aa gayi,
hajoor?
NAWAB SAHAB
Bakwaas band karo aur kareeb aao...
chehre ki dhool saaf karo taaki hum
tumhari shinaakht kar sakein.
Babban spits on his hands, cleans the dirt from his face and
comes closer. Nawab sahab looks closely but he still has
doubts.
NAWAB SAHAB
Kuch theek se dikhai nahi diya...
ek bar phir se thooko aur chehra
saaf karo.
Poor Babban spits and cleans his face again. Nawab sahab
finally recognises him and Babban breath a sigh of releif.
NAWAB SAHAB
Haan! Babban... pehchaan liya.
Babban smiles as Nawab sahab gives him a tight slap.
NAWAB SAHAB
Yeh waqt hai tumhare ane ka? Hum
ghante bhar se intezaar kar rahe
hain. Akhir thak haar ke humein kud
apni chaadar se bahar nikalna pada.
BABBAN
Galti ho gayi, hajoor. Woh jara
kaam niptane mein...
NAWAB SAHAB
Kaam... kaun sa kaam?
BABBAN
Haan? Ah, woh... Haan! Kutte hadane
ka kaam, hajoor.
NAWAB SAHAB
Kutte hadane ka kaam?
BABBAN
Bhool gaye, hajoor. Aap he ne toh
kaha tha... haweli se bade-bade
khoonkhaar kutte hadane ko.
Mishra

16.
Nawab sahab again starts pacing on his bed, this time he
scratches his head in confusion. He stops and looks at a
smiling Babban. He remembers.
NAWAB SAHAB
Haan! Yaad aya!
Babban couldn't beleive that his bluff is successful and he
speaks to himself.
BABBAN
Such? Lekin maine toh bandal mara
tha.
NAWAB SAHAB
Kya? Kya mara tha?
BABBAN
Kuch nahi, hajoor... aaj aap ke
liye khaas nashte ka intejam kiya
jaa raha hai.
Nawab sahab speaks, striking a royal pose, from the bed.
NAWAB SAHAB
Humein iss khaas nashte ka besabri
se intezar rahega, babban.
Nawab sahab claps his hands twice.
NAWAB SAHAB
Humari bathroom janewali loafers
pesh kee jayein.
INT. CAKES AND PASTRY SHOP - DAY
The fat shop owner, MEWALAL, 50, stands behind the counter
and hands a bag full of parcel to a customer with a smile.
He spots Siddharth enter the shop and whispers to his chubby
son, TUNNU, 22.
MEWALAL
Tunnu, beta... nawab sahab ka
pichla kitna bakaya hai?
TUNNU
Hmm... fifty one thou, dad.
MEWALAL
Hindi mein bol, bewakoof.
TUNNU
Ikyawan hazar... pujaniya babuji.
Mewalal stares at his over smart son who stares him back and
speaks in a challenging mode.
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17.
TUNNU
Pooch toh aise rahe ho jaise aaj he
poora hisaab chukta karwa loge,
Siddhu bhaiya se.
MEWALAL
Tu dekhta ja... gin-gin ke ek-ek
paisa na nikalwaya toh kehna.
As soons as Siddharth comes close to the counter, Mewalal
stops frowning and greets him with a wide smile.
MEWALAL
Aiye-aiye... Siddhu bhaiya.
Kahiye... kya khidmat kar sakta
hoon aap ki?
Tunnu looks at his father and shakes his head in
disapointment.
SIDDHARTH
Parcel bandhwaiye fatafat. Nawab
sahab ke nashte ka intezam aaj aap
he ko karna hai, Mewalalji.
MEWALAL
Arre, dhanya bhaag humare jo nawab
sahab humara rookha-sookha chakein.
Aap bus hukum keejiye, janaab.
SIDDHARTH
Toh likhiye...
Siddharth removes a list from his pocket and read nonstop.
SIDDHARTH
... pachhees cheez sandwitch,
pachaas American roll, pachaas
cutlates, pachaas pastries... woh
pineapple wali, dedh sau safed
rasgulle aur dedh sau gulabjamun.
Siddharth lowers the list and looks at Mewalal's puzzled
face.
SIDDHARTH
Hello... Mewalalji... kahan kho
gaye? Tabeeyat toh theek hai?
MEWALAL
Hain? Haan-haan. Bilkul theek hai.
Ah... ek baat batiye, Siddhu
bhaiya. Yeh sara order akele Nawab
sahab ke naashte ka hai? Ya phir
koi party-warty rakkhi hai?
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18.
SIDDHARTH
Nawab sahab ke yahan hamesha bees,
pachees logo ke hisaab se naashta
aur khana banta hai. Aap he
bataiye... achanak cheif minister
sahab bina bulaye apne sare kunbe
ke saath aa jayein toh kum se kum
unki daadh geeli karne ka intezam
toh hona chahiye na.
MEWALAL
Daadh geeli... dedh sau rasgullon
se daadh geeli?
SIDDHARTH
Arre, Mewalalji... bade logon ki
badi-badi baatein. Hum aur aap toh
hukum ke gulaam hain. Pata nahi kis
baat se khafa ho jayein aur humein
bhugatna pade. Bade logon ka gussa
bhi toh bada he hota hai. Kyun?
MEWALAL
Haan-haan... bilkul-bilkul.
SIDDHARTH
Hai na... toh phir der kis baat ki?
Jaldi se bandhwaiye.
Mewalal looks at his son who displayes his disapointment by
shaking his head. Mewalal leans forward and whispers in
Siddharth's ears.
MEWALAL
Jee... ah... woh... pichla hisaab
chuka dete toh... ah... badi
meherbani...
SIDDHARTH
Haan-haan... arre, apna paisa
maangne mein kab se hichkichane
lage, Mewalalji?
Siddharth removes his wallet and speaks with a smile.
SIDDHARTH
Bataiye... kitna paisa baki hai?
An exited Mewalal smiles at his son who smiles back.
MEWALAL
Tunnu beta, jara batana toh nawab
sahab kitna paisa baki hai?
TUNNU
Fiftyone thou...
Mishra

19.
MEWALAL
Ikyawan hajar.
SIDDHARTH
Hmm...
Siddharth thinks for a moment and does the calculation in
his mind by waving his fingers in the air. The father and
son duo watch him with confusion.
SIDDHARTH
Haan...
Siddharth removes a thousand rupee note from his wallet and
offers it to a dissapointed Mewalal.
SIDDHARTH
... yeh leejiye poore hazar rupaye.
MEWALAL
Hajar rupaye?
SIDDHARTH
Arre, baki ki rakam main babban ke
haathon check se bhijwata hoon. Yeh
cheif minister sahab ka daura ho
jaye bus.
Mewalal looks at his son who shakes his head in negative.
Siddharth spots the photograph of the cheif minister on the
wall. He removes his cell phone, keeping it hidden from
Mewalal and Tunnu. He pushes some buttons. Mewalal looks at
Siddharth in confrontational mood.
MEWALAL
Dekhiye, Siddharth bhai... sau baat
ki ek baat. Pehle pichla hisaab
chukaiye uske baad jitna maal
uthana hai...
Siddharth's cell phone rings.
SIDDHARTH
Ek minute...
Siddharth looks at his cell phone, gets a serious look on
his face.
SIDDHARTH
Cheif minister sahab ka phone hai.
MEWALAL
Cheif...
SIDDHARTH
Shhhh...
Mishra

20.
Mewalal shuts up by placing his finger on his lips. Looks at
the cheif minister's photo on the wall. Siddharth stares at
him then pushes the button to take the call.
SIDDHARTH
Haan... Cheif minister sahab...
kya? Arre, cheif minister sahab ko
cheif minister sahab na kahoon toh
kya kahoon? Kya? Punnu?
MEWALAL
Punnu?
SIDDHARTH
Shhhh...
Siddharth shushes him again. Mewalal shuts up, again places
his finger on his lips.
SIDDHARTH
Achha-achha tum jeete. Punnu... lo
keh diya, punnu. Ab toh khush?
Hain? Kya kaha? Deal ho gayi? Very
good, very good... kya kaha? Humare
hisse ki commision bhijwa rahe
hain? Kitna? Bus dedh sau karod?
TUNNU
Dedh sau karod!
MEWALAL
Shhhh...
This time, Mewalal shushes his son who shuts up by placing
finger on his lips. Siddharth keeps an eye on the father and
son duo who stand in attention behind the counter with
finger on their lips. Siddharth speaks with a smile.
SIDDHARTH
Punnu-punnu... mere bhai, lekin
baat toh dhai sau karod ki tai hui
thee. Arre, nahi-nahi... maafee mat
maang, yaar. Chinta mat kar...
nawab sahab ko main samjha doonga.
Kya? Paise agle maheene he bhijwa
paiga. Oh-ho, phir toh badi dikkat
ho jaye, yaar, punnu. Arre, humara
haath zara tanga hai. Punnu, yaar
tumse kuch chhupa thodi hai. Arre,
woh jo japan wala international
project nahi hai. Haan, yaar.
Bullet train wala. Humne toh sare
paise ussi project mein laga rakkhe
hai, yaar, punnu.
Mishra

21.
Siddharth places his hand on the speaker and whispers at
Mewalal.
SIDDHARTH
Bahot bada project hai... Obama aur
abe ke saath partnership hai apni.
TUNNU
Obama ke saath?
MEWALAL
Yeh abe kaun hai?
Siddhartha speaks with his hand on the speaker of his cell.
SIDDHARTH
Japan ke pradhan mantri. Ek minute.
Siddhartha speaks into his cell phone again
SIDDHARTH
Haan... punnu... nahi, yaar. Dekh
paise toh abhi chahiye. Arre, log
takada karne lage hain. Kaun log?
Mere saamne he khade hain... kya?
Aap khabar lenge... mera matlab
hai... aap khud baat karenge?
Siddharth places his hand on the speaker and speaks to
Mewalal.
SIDDHARTH
CM sahab baat karna chahte hain...
leejiye baat keejiye?
MEWALAL
Main baat karoon? CM sahab se? Main
kya baat karoon?
SIDDHARTH
Maine toh aaj tak punnu ko itna aag
babula hote pehle kabhi nahi dekha.
Leejiye sethji jaldi se baaat
keejiye. CM sahab intezar karne ke
bilkul aadi nahi hain.
MEWALAL
Siddhu bhaiya... aap he koi bahana
kar deejiye na. Keh deejiye main
dukaan per hoon he nahi.
SIDDHARTH
Jhooth? Main aur apne bachpan ke
dost punnu se jhooth boloon?
Mishra

22.
MEWALAL
Bol deejiye na... warna mujh gareeb
per aafat aa jayegi. Agar mujhe
pata hota ki aap ki dosti punnu...
mera matlab hai... ki cheif
minister sahab ke dost se bhala
kaisa takada? Yeh hajaar rupaye bhi
aap he rakhiye, siddhu bhaiya...
Mewalal offers the thousand rupee note to Siddhartha, who
snatches it and puts it in his pocket.
MEWALAL
... main aap ka parcel bandhwata
hoon... aap apne jigri dost ko mana
leejiye, bus. Kyun beta?
TUNNU
Haan, Siddhu bhaiya, please. Kuch
bhi kar ke CM chacha ko mana
leejiye.
Siddhartha thinks for a moment, Mewalal and Tunnu wait
anxiously for his responce.
SIDDHARTH
Theek hai... main kuch karta hoon.
Aap mera parcel taiyar karwiye,
phataphat.
EXT. MARKET ALLEY - DAY
Siddharth gets out of the shop with Tunnu and Mewalal
carrying numerous parcel bags. Siddharth opens the backseat
door of his car.
SIDDHARTH
Yeh parcel zara backseat per
samhaal kar rakh deejiye.
Siddhartha gets in his car as the father son duo put the
parcel in the backseat. He starts the car.
SIDDHARTH
Achha toh main chalta hoon.
MEWALAL
Punnu sahab ko humari taraf se
contract milne ki badhai jaroor de
deejiyega.
SIDDHARTH
Kaun punnu sahab?
A confused mewalal looks at his son.
Mishra

23.
TUNNU
Punnu sahab... humare cheif
minister?
SIDDHARTH
Oh! Punnu. Main bhi sochoon yeh
punnu sahab kaun hai? Haan-haan,
aap ki taraf se punnu ko main khud
apne haathon se rasgulla khila
doonga.
MEWALAL
Jee, dhanya bhaag humare aur humare
rasgulle ke jo CM sahab usse
khayein.
Siddharth drives away, Mewalal and Tunnu stand there waving
their hands. Seth TRIBHUVANDAS javeri arrives on his scooty
with his servant, JANKIDAS, in the backseat.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Arre, bhai Mewalal... yeh haweli
wale Siddhartha bhai ki gaadi toh
nahi thee?
MEWALAL
Sirf gaadi he nahi... siddhu bhaiya
khud padhare thay humari dukaan
per.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Kya? Ho he nahi sakta.
TUNNU
Kyun? Kya siddhu bhaiya sirf aap he
ki dukaan per aa sakte hain? Humari
nahi?
Jankidas speaks as he unlocks the shutter.
JANKIDAS
Arre, aisa nahi hai tunnu bhai...
TRIBHUVANDAS
Main baat kar raha hoon na? Tu
beech mein taang kyun ada raha hai?
Chup chap shutter khol.
Jankidas shuts up and starts opening the shutter.
MEWALAL
Aap kuch keh rahe thay,
Tribhuvandasji... Siddhu bhaiya ke
bare mein.
Mishra

24.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Haan! Jahan tak meri jaankari
hai... Siddhu bhaiya toh london
mein hain.
MEWALAL
London mein? Abhi humari dukaan se
achhi khasi party ka order parcel
kara ke le kar gaye hain. Aur aap
kehte hain ke woh london mein hain.
TUNNU
Itna he nahi... arre, swayam cheif
minister sahab naste per humare
rasgulle khanewale hain.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Cheif minister sahab?
TUNNU
Haan.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Yaani ki Siddhu bhaiya ka langotiya
yaar, punnu.
MEWALAL
Haan-haan... wohi. Kyun?
Tribhuvandas smiles like an extra wise guy as he looks at
Jankidas who smiles back.
JANKIDAS
Aap ne Siddhu bhai se kahin paiso
ka takada toh nahi kiya tha?
MEWALAL
Haan-haan kiya tha.
Tribhuvandas claps his hands and reveals the secret.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Bus! Gayi bhais paani mein.
TUNNU
Bhais? Kiski bhais?
MEWALAL
Arre, tu chup kar... paheliyaan mat
bujhaiye... jara khul ke bataiye,
sethji.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Maine teen maheene pehle nawab
sahab ke liye heero ka haar banaya
(MORE)
Mishra

25.
TRIBHUVANDAS (cont'd)
tha. Unka pichla bhi kuch rupaya
bakaya tha toh sab kuch jod-jad kar
humne Siddhu bhaiya ko bill thama
diya.
MEWALAL
Phir?
JANKIDAS
Phir kya?
Tribhuvandas shouts at Jankidas again then speaks to
Mewalal.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Tu chup chap shutter khol. Haan,
phir kya? Unke paas turant ek phone
aya...
MEWALAL
Cheif minister ka.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Bilkul theek... phone per badi-badi
baatein. Lambi chaudi commision...
TUNNU
Dedh sau karod...
TRIBHUVANDAS
Haan! Aur...
MEWALAL
International project...
TRIBHUVANDAS
Obama aur abe ke saath bullet
train...
Mewalal understands the game of Siddhu bhaiya and comes
closer to Tribhuvandas.
MEWALAL
Tribhuvandasji?
TRIBHUVANDAS
Jee, Mewalalji?
MEWALAL
Mera khayal hai ki apne Siddhu
bhaiya ek number ke phekuchand
hain.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Ekdum theek khayaal hai aap ka.
Mishra

26.
JANKIDAS
Aap sab ikattha ho kar ek saath
kyun nahi jaate? Takada karne.
TRIBHUVANDAS
Jankidas... zindagi mein pehli bar
kaam ki baat kahi hai tune. Toh kya
khayal hai Mewalalji? Chal kar
Siddhu bhaiya ke langotiya yaar
punnu... yaani ki humare cheif
minister sahab se mulakat kar he
lee jaye.
MEWALAL
Chaliye... aaj doodh ka doodh aur
paani ka paani ho kar he rahega.
The determined men join hands and march forward as they call
upon others to join them in their quest of getting their
money back from the cunning Siddhu bhaiya.
Mishra

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