City of Dreams (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - The Offer - full transcript

Saheb...

she's suffering from eclampsia

-and is close to a seizure.
-In English, Doctor.

We can either save the mother
or the child.

Is it a boy or a girl?

It's a boy.

Do nothing.

Sir, if we do nothing,
Poornima ji might lose her life.

Save the boy.

Hey, you!
The lady in the red dress!

Who? Me?



What is your name?

-My name? Sunita.
-Lovely name.

Thank you.

Will you sing with me?

No. It scares me.

What's there to be scared about?
I'll sing with you.

Okay.

Somebody lives in your room

I'm not saying this
The world is saying this

Somebody lives in your room

Somebody lives in your room

You look absolutely ravishing,
madam.

Well, thank you, kind sir.

Care for a ride?



Yes, please.

Jump on in then.

Okay.

-Oh, hi, Arvind.
-Aria!

Oof! You look sexy.

I feel like tonight's gonna be
another one of those nights.

I absolutely love
what you've done with this place.

And these, these costumes...

Aria,
you've outdone yourself again.

Hey, come, come, come.

Thank you.

-So?
-Thank you.

How are you liking my world?

I'm having fun.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Let the fun begin!

Alicia? Come on up here.

Please.

Thank you.

Okay, girls.

I want you to ride me.

No...

So, now what? What about you, huh?
What about...

What about...

Oh, fuck me!

Fuck this shit.

-What... What the fuck?
-Move.

This is against the rules. Hello?

-Tanya!
-You...

You fucker!

Fuck you!

-Tanya...
-Dude, fuck off!

Fuck you!

As I said, typical Indian man.

Double standard.

Let's go.
Some urgent work has come. Come on.

-Let's go.
-Let go of my arm.

Thank you for your patience.

You're welcome.

Let's go.

-Oh, no.
-Here, please take this.

No, no, brother.

Look, when there's no bill,
how you will pay?

Hey!

Every day you used to go to the bar
right in front of this one.

It really pained my heart.

Today you've come to Prabhakar.

My heart is happy.

See.

-Can you feel my happiness?
-A little.

That's why your first bill
is on Prabhakar.

-Oh, no.
-No. No means no.

No, no, no.

Tomorrow come here.
From tomorrow, pay the bill.

-Okay.
-Prabhakar will live only if you drink.

Okay.

-Do come tomorrow.
-Thank you.

Good night.

Wasim bhai!

Wasim bhai.

-How are you?
-I'm good. How are you, bhai?

Great.

You do better politics than me.

What, Wasim bhai!
You're pulling my leg.

Come on.

-Your table is ready.
-Come with me.

What is this? All clean-shaven.

Yes, changed it a bit.
How is it looking?

-It's looking good.
-What is this?

Since you've joined politics,
you've stopped coming to Prabhakar.

-Have a seat.
-It's good, right?

I used to finish half the liquor
in your bar.

Sir, we will all die of suspense.
Please tell us.

The miracle we were waiting for
has happened.

Yes!

Who is it, sir?

Gaikwad.

Seriously?

He came to my house himself
with the offer.

Against his daughter?

There has been a fight
between Poornima and him.

He wants to support me.

What do you think?

You should take it, sir.

The party account
only has Rs. 1,000 left.

Sir, Gaikwad is a big shot.

The goddess of fortune
is walking towards us, sir.

What do you think?

Sir, honestly,
it depends on the offer.

Gaikwad is a shrewd politician.

According to me, you should get

an agreement made
and show it to a lawyer.

I thought at least one of you
would say...

that it's wrong
and let's not do it.

Gaikwad is a motherfucker.

We all know this.

But nobody said,
"Let's keep trying, sir.

"We'll work hard,
bring a revolution someday."

Disappointing, man.

Fucking disappointing!

There's no difference between you
and those Rs. 200 coffee drinkers.

Take these 1,000 bucks
and shove it up your ass.

People get the fucking government
they deserve, motherfucker!

Get the fuck out!

Wasim bhai...

it feels so good when you laugh.

Otherwise, you used to sit here
in a corner, sad...

and used to curse the entire world.

If I win,
I'll make you my assistant.

-Will you?
-Really?

-Yes.
-You aren't joking, are you?

See, I take such things to heart.

To win, I have yet to convince
a lot of morons.

So, tell me. Do you have
something important for me?

Bhai, two days ago,
four boys were sitting here.

Among the four, two are new,
two are regulars.

They live on the other side
of the creek. Iqbal and Mansoor.

You're aware of my old habit.

Even today,
I keep my eyes and ears open.

They were talking about
causing some trouble in the city.

Just because they were
talking about trouble

doesn't mean
that trouble will happen, right?

No, bhai.

Whenever the waiter
attended to their table,

all of them used to
go silent immediately.

Something is going to happen, bhai.

So, what do I do, Prabhakar?

Those days were different,
my friend.

I'm not a policeman anymore.

Yes, bhai,
you're not a policeman.

But there are no policemen
as good as you.

Do something, please.

Okay, fine.

-What were the names? Iqbal and Mansoor?
-Yes.

-Who do they work for?
-Babar.

-Babar?
-Yes.

-That asshole? He's still around?
-In full action.

Dabolkar is coming.

I'll tell him.
He'll take care of it.

Dabolkar...

He's a good man,
but he's a bit slow.

What more can I do, Prabhakar?

So much is happening
in my life as well.

-Okay.
-Won't you offer me a drink?

Rum and lemon soda. Go, get it.

I'll send it right away, bhai.

What is this moron doing here?

How are you, Mushtaq bhai?

What will you have?

You're getting a lot of publicity.

What to do?

I'd come to you first,
but you drove me away.

Elections are on my head.
I had to do something, right?

Is that why you went to a Shia?

Do you know
what's so unique about us?

Most of us are poor, unemployed
and helpless.

But instead of fighting that,

we don't miss a single opportunity
to fight each other.

I haven't come here
to listen to your lecture, fucker.

See, just say what you came to say
and leave.

It's been long since I had a drink
in peace.

This time I'm supporting
RUP's Noor Mohammed.

Do what you want.
It's a free country.

Withdraw your name.

So what? Will you go door to door
with that Gaikwad whore then?

I shall do whatever I must
in order to win.

You go and offer your ass then.

You motherfucker!

Last time I shot you in the leg,
but this time it will be your ass.

You'll walk around
with one more hole.

It's people like you who give
the entire community a bad name.

I'll change that.

Whatever happened in there...

You can sleep with anyone,
but your wife can't?

Threesome my ass.

All talk no action.

My old-fashioned Indian man.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing next week?

Will you come see my world?

Okay.

Bhai...

I just loved it!

You leave this politician business.

I was wrong.

Don't think of anything new.
You were born to be a policeman.

Hello, Wasim.

-How are you?
-I'm good. Come.

Mr. Dabolkar,
it is good to see you. Come.

I shall send your prawns tikka.

I saw you on TV.
You give terrible speeches, Wasim.

-You were better off in the police.
-I know, pal.

I found this
after a lot of digging.

Nambiar turned out
to be a paedophile.

-What are you saying?
-Yes.

But these are normal websites,
not porn.

Yes, but I can tell
from experience.

This is how paedophiles operate.

They visit the normal websites,

but the real stuff remains
in their personal hard drive.

Mahesh.

Aravle.

Mahesh Aravle.

You did the right thing.

You made the right decision
by accepting my offer.

You...

shall be the candidate
for the post of CM.

From RUP.

It seems the paralysis
has also affected your brain.

I have my own identity.

Yes.

Which not even 32 people
come to hear.

Look, Mahesh.

We don't have time.

We need a prestigious vehicle
like RUP,

which has been running from before.

You just need to climb on
and reach the CM's post.

-The people in RUP...
-Are fools.

It's an army of old goats.

There is a stark difference
between my views and RUP's views.

-I hate their policies.
-Yes.

But after becoming the CM,
you don't need to listen to anyone.

Not even me.

Democracy is
only meant for lip service.

After getting power,
it's not the people

but only the king who rules.

How will we convince the voters?

Why do you need to convince them?

The people know
that every politician is a bastard.

Changing the party is nothing new.

It happens all the time.

Look, Mahesh,

people vote using their hearts,
not their brains.

They will see what we show them.

Just show them something
that dazzles

so that their focus shifts
from the real issues.

What new scandal
have you planned, old man?

You have something...

which can be of some help.

Mr. Purushottam.

In the theatre's parking lot,
I gave it to Shobha.

My life has completely changed
after receiving your master tip.

I've gained
a new, different confidence.

What? What master tip?

Those who fuck don't talk about it,

and those who talk don't fuck.

I see.

Did Deven tell you that?

Yes.

Who all did Deven tell?

-Everyone.
-Every...

-Go.
-Okay.

Find something out quickly.

Anna is losing patience.

I'm very close.

-Give me another week.
-No.

Not even two days?

I'll try.

Last time, Anna had used a cigar.

You know that
Anna can do worse next time.

-Shall we run away?
-Are you crazy?

I know you love me.
For how long will we hide?

He'll find...

both of us.

Anna can see everything.

I'm here till tomorrow evening.

Get me a confirmation.

See who is it.

Hey, let me in, please.

No, not now.

I know you're upset with me,

-but I just want to talk.
-I don't want to talk now.

I have nothing to say to you.

-Listen.
-Please leave.

-Please. Go now.
-Listen to me.

Listen. Listen...

Why are you doing this?

You...

Who was it?

It was the housekeeping.
I sent him away.

Ameya.

Vibha.

Yes, absolutely.

It's the same box you had given me

when I won the election
for the first time.

But the sweets in it
are absolutely fresh.

Vibha, for how long
have you known me?

For ages.

So, in all these years,

have I ever lied to you?

You're a fundamentalist,
but not a liar.

So, that means,

after hearing my offer,
you'll believe in it.

What kind of an offer?
I don't like where this is going.

When you hear the offer,

you will like.

This time
your party can come to power.

What did you say?

I want to remove Poornima.

The offer is so ridiculous that
I don't know how to react to it.

Just trust me.

By removing one Gaikwad,

why would another Gaikwad
want to bring my party to power?

There is a reason...

but this is all I can say
right now.

This is not enough for me, Ameya.
It's not good enough for me.

Who knows if this is some strategy
of you and your daughter

which might ruin my party's future
in Maharashtra forever?

Your party is already finished.

It's been a long time since.

And tell me one thing.

Will I play games with you?

For the first time, I've heard
such an offer in politics.

You haven't heard
the entire offer yet.

You're giving me one shock
after another.

Let there be one more. Go ahead.

I want your party

to replace that young man,
Prabhu,

and nominate Mahesh Aravle
as the CM candidate.

Mahesh Aravle, that leftist?

Yes.

It's becoming
more of a joke now, Ameya.

Why Aravle?

Let me guess.

You must have a reason
for this as well.

Right.

Wait for a bit.

Something big is going to happen.

If you like it, we can join hands.

And Poornima?

She is not your problem.

And you shall be the puppet master
behind the scenes,

but you will never come forward.

This is unbelievable.

If everything goes well,

Mahesh Aravle will become
the new face of your party.

But I know...

you will have to persuade
a lot of people from the party.

I shall pay
for the entire election.

The numbers.

Tomorrow there shall be a historic
alliance between your party and Aravle.

And, in the elections,
your party shall score

a historic victory.

This time, you can wait
for a day for me, can't you, Vibha?

Please, God!

Please!

She's a young girl!

Come in, sir.

Madam.

Inspector Wasim.

What a pleasure to meet the man
who cleaned up Mumbai.

Thank you, sir.

Please tell me, ma'am.
How can I be of service?

I know about Keerthi.

I'm talking about your daughter.

Madam, please don't bring personal
information into professional business.

-How long does she have?
-Madam, I request you.

How long?

Two months.

Not much time is left, Nambiar ji.

You must be aware of the treatment
at Cleveland Clinic in the US.

Cancer treatment is very expensive.

I know you don't have Rs. 2 lakh
in your account.

But you don't worry.
I shall bear all the expenses.

What do you want, madam?

Had I been there,
I could've seen Alsatian's face.

It doesn't feel
like a victory, kaka.

Life is strange.

I went to find dirt but found
a broken father of a sick daughter.

If this was Fatima...

I don't know what I would've done
if this had happened with Amit.

If you people are saying so,
I'll take your word for it.

I'm a bachelor after all.

It's good, kaka.

Well, a big problem
has been solved.

A very big problem.

But...

Kaka, you're becoming like Pal.

Whenever good days arrive,
you come up with some bad news.

Tell me. What is it?

Saheb had gone to Delhi.

He must've gone
to meet Tripathi ji.

He didn't meet Tripathi ji.

He didn't hide the matter
of going to Delhi from anyone,

but, after reaching the hotel,
he suddenly vanished.

We need to find out
whom he went to meet.

Earlier, we were afraid because
Baba wasn't leaving the house.

Now we're afraid because
he has stepped out.

That's why he is Saheb.

Do you know anyone personally
in IB?

If we talk to someone in IB,
it will spread.

Nobody can find out
that Saheb and us aren't together.

We can't take such risks
during the run up to the elections.

But to not find out
what Baba is up to is riskier.

I agree.

Gaikwad Saheb will have to
fire the first shot.

Till then, we don't have any option
other than to wait and watch.

Rashid, come and eat!

Not now. I'm going out with Khalid.

Rashid, why do you go out
with that Khalid?

-That drunkard is useless.
-Mother, he is my friend.

And bad company as well.

You're not drinking, are you?

You know I will never drink.

If I get even a whiff of it,
I will kick you out of the house.

Mother, I'm your best boy.

-I bring you my entire salary.
-I know, dear.

Why did you leave
that electrician job?

-You were getting good money.
-But now I shall get double of that.

Khalid has got me a new job.

Don't do anything wrong, dear.

I won't. Don't worry.

Rashid!

Let's go!

Okay, I'm leaving.

May this Khalid's liver blast
and he dies!

Mother...

Sorry, Khalid.
My mother was getting worried.

What's there to worry about?

It's a small job and easy money.

Come, come. Let's go quickly.

Babar will lose it if we are late.

Hello, dudes and dudettes!
Watching I Saw the Devil.

A cool ultra-violent Korean movie.

Will be posting my review
soon after.

Amit.

Amit?

Come in.

Brownies?

Since my childhood, I've enjoyed
travelling in such buses.

Especially in South Mumbai.

It has its own magic.

We're now going live
on our social media platforms.

One-on-one exclusive
with the CM of Maharashtra

on what she calls the T20 Campaign.

-Welcome, Poornima ji.
-It's my pleasure.

Ma'am, why are you calling it
a T20 campaign?

Because I want to spend some time
with our youngsters every day

where they can ask me
20 rapid-fire questions.

How and why did you choose
such a unique format?

It's a cliché,
but I'd still say the same thing.

Youth are our future.

I can't connect with them
during election rallies.

That's why social media
is really helpful.

And this bus
is a unique setting as well.

Thirty-five years ago,

my father used to go to work
in a bus just like this every day.

My bus journey

is a symbolic gesture from me
towards my father.

May I always have
my Baba's blessings.

Saheb must be so proud of you.

Absolutely.

Each day of mine
begins with Baba's blessings.

This is a lesson for every father

to be like Saheb.

Encourage your daughter
to be what she wants to be in life.

Sorry.

Yes, give it.

Okay.

We're now ready for questions.

Saheb, the job is done.

Go ahead, Vijay.

You're live with Poornima ji.

Hello, Poornima ji.

In the last three months,
I've become a huge fan of yours.

-Thank you.
-But how will you justify this?

What is it?

Ma'am, is this true?

What would you like to say
about this?

Ma'am, do you have any comments?