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

Three months.

Three months.

Distance makes
the heart grow fonder.

That's why we get along so well.

You don't question me.

I don't have to lie to you.

By saying this...

only you stay alive.

But no one can keep you
as happy as I do.

Who makes me the happiest?

Money.



For money...

what can I do?

You can do anything.

You didn't do my work.

I was going to do it, but...

I felt bad for Purushottam.

My money also felt bad.

You wasted time.

Hand...

That bastard Gaikwad...

is stealing my money.

Bring information.

How much?

How?



Where?

The word on the streets is
the father-daughter duo are thieves.

Ma'am, it's not a movie dialogue.

It's the truth of Mumbai,
of Maharashtra.

First, the father looted the state.
Now the daughter is going to loot it.

We are fortunate that
the son died doing drugs.

And Delhi was fortunate that
Gaikwad the goon got paralysed.

Otherwise, who knows?
He would have gone to Delhi,

then Agra and turned the Taj Mahal
into Gaikwad Mahal.

The bridge that fell...

the father-daughter duo must have
had a hand in it.

It is their government, after all.

Sir, for the last 20 years,
corruption has spread

under their rule. For 20 years!

The opposition is dead
in this state.

For democracy, it is very important
to have an opposition.

A writer once said...

the fundamental principal
of democracy is

"Winners do not
and should not take all."

The opposition party
should be considered.

And if this does not happen,

then it is a failure of the basic
democratic system.

And with this, there can never be
a social and economic revolution.

-He's an educated type.
-We will always stay backward.

He is an idealistic moron,
bloody fucker.

We are being kept backward!

We won't even get money
in this rally.

Forget money, we won't get liquor
or snacks either.

I request you...

-please support us!
-He'll be an actor.

-We will bring progress.
-He is doomed.

Sure, progress will come.

A lot of progress will come.

Your English is very impressive.

-Hey!
-He'll become an actor.

Why are you going into politics?

People bloody get the government
they deserve.

-He is telling you.
-Nothing can be done for you all.

You all can rot!

-Pankaj.
-Yes.

Come, son. It will get late.

-You have to finish the whole box.
-Okay.

Don't be mischievous.

Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.

Bye.

I can't even harass you
for your salary anymore.

It had become a habit.

No, dear.

The days of sorrow are over.
Now happy days are here.

Poornima Gaikwad. Shameless.

You heard it right.

This is the only word that fits

Maharashtra's new Chief Minister,
Poornima Gaikwad.

The bridge fell three days ago,
and 124 people died on the spot

and 410 have been hospitalised.

After all this,
what did the new CM say?

"Someone will pay for this."

If Poornima Gaikwad's government
is so slow

in the matters of life and death,

then I can't even think

when and how will she solve
the remaining problems of Mumbai.

Since I have become CM,
you have been attacking me non-stop.

I'm paying for the medical expenses
of all the victims,

and I've shifted them
to a good hospital,

even then you speak against me.

Because you keep cancelling
my requests for an interview.

So, this was the only way
to get to you.

Well, you got to me.

Say what you have to say?

Jagdish Gurav should be in prison.

That man had your father attacked.

And you made a deal with him?

We all have a reason, Shireen.

Is that all you have to say?

When you met me the first time,
you said

I'll need a friend in the media.

Today I'm telling you.

Be my friend. Have patience.

-With the fall of the bridge...
-Expose Gurav.

-Are you mad?
-You can't do it?

-Then I don't have anything to say.
-Don't do anything foolish, Shireen.

And what if I did?

This is not a game for me.

Only the truth matters for me.

Honestly, Poornima.

It's so disappointing.

In the end, you turned out to be
just another Gaikwad.

Economy is a framework
within which

all the economic
transactions take place.

There are two types
of activities...

Hello, dudes and dudettes.
It's Amit Rao Maratha.

Coming to you live from Mayanagari.

Yes, it's that time of the day.

Bunking class.

A great man once said

what do they teach you in class
that life doesn't teach you?

Life lesson number 11.

A Maratha is never afraid to bunk.

The whole school
is studying behind me.

And I... I'm going to meet
a special man.

That great man
is sitting in that car.

The one whom I keep talking about.

Well, let the suspense build.

I won't reveal it so soon.

It's Amit Rao Maratha signing off.

This is Ashu uncle's car, isn't it?

We mustn't forget him.

From today on, this is my car.

How is your hand now?

I have enough strength in my hand
to at least give this to you.

Oh, wow, Grandfather! New phone!

This new number
is only for the two of us.

Don't tell anyone else.

Especially your mother.

Grandfather, when will everything be
like before?

First Mom and Dad fought.

Now you and Mom.

Then Mom and I will also fight.

I hate Mom.

She loves you a lot.

But not as much as you.

Yes, that's true.

Come on, stop crying.

Meeting you
even for a short while

makes your grandfather forget
all his problems.

And I become absolutely fine.

Come on, you wanted
to make a video, right? Funrash.

"Funsmash."

Yes, that.

You stole the money, right?

You brat.

-Are you hurt?
-No.

-Then why were you shouting?
-That's my style, Gramps.

Amit's style.

This is Grandpa style.

Hail Sone Maa!

Hail Sone Maa!

Hail Sone Maa!

Hail Sone Maa!

Hail Sone Maa!

Speak, Jagdish.

They...

Don't worry.

They can't hear anything
or see anything.

Just tell me whether Saheb
will shoot me during the day or night?

I mean
in the house or at the ministry?

You got whatever you wanted.

Just as I predicted.

Even then,
you're spending your life worrying.

Whenever I sleep, Saheb comes
into my dream and shoots me.

I'm so afraid
I haven't slept in three months.

Don't worry.

You are not destined
for unnatural death.

But I'm not sure.

Now, will you doubt me too?

No, Maa.

No one will be able
to even touch you.

He won't touch me,
but he can send someone to kill me.

Fine.

I'll perform a milk ritual.

What difference will that make?

Jagdish,
what's really bothering you?

You know
that I have always lived alone,

and I've spent my life that way.

And you can't trust anyone.

You may find it strange
hearing this,

but I have only trusted
one person in my life

and that is Saheb.

And he broke my trust.

And his daughter?

Do you trust her?

We formed an alliance
under dire circumstances.

I feel,
if she gets an opportunity,

she will do exactly
what her father did.

And when the time comes,
can you deceive her?

Yes.

Then I have the answer
to your question.

Jagdish,
you can never trust anyone.

You are made like this.

Your happiness
is tied to your loneliness.

You always show me
the right direction.

Keep sitting. Where is Mushtaq?

Where is Mushtaq?

Sit, fucker!

Motherfucker! You shot me!

Hasn't it healed yet?

Don't try to heal my wounds.

It is the sign of my killer.

-Wow, Mushtaq.
-Bhai...

Mushtaq bhai.

Earlier I liked being a gangster,

now I like poetry.

Just like
how you used to like shooting,

and now you like to fold your hands
and beg for votes.

I am not here to kill
or beg, Mushtaq.

Look...

For the last 15 years,
in this constituency,

the MLA from Tarakki-e-Hind
has been winning.

But he can't do jack shit
even if he's sitting in the ministry.

And you know that too.

So think.

What's the point of winning

if there is no progress
in the constituency?

This time, give me a chance.
Give MJS a chance.

So, you want us
to vote for the party

that hates us.

-No one hates anyone.
-That old man does. You know it too.

Mushtaq, Gaikwad is not in the party.
His daughter is.

She is a whore.

You turned out to be a fool,
Wasim Khan.

You were good in the department.
They are just using you.

Only Mushtaq decides
who wins in this area.

Your father was a maulvi,
wasn't he?

But you turned out to be a thug.
What does that mean?

That it isn't necessary for a child
to turn out like their father.

Poornima ji wants the whole city
to benefit.

Including our locality.

And, Mushtaq...

No one could ever stop me from
coming here, and no one ever will.

Goodbye.

I never thought I'd see you here.

After everything that's happened,

you still seem to be
in quite a good mood.

I just met my grandson.

No one can spoil my mood today.

It's in my job profile
to spoil moods.

That sharp tongue of yours
will cost you one day.

I've been warned about it
since childhood.

The house which you have always

called "the palace of sin,"

there can only be one reason
for coming here.

All the other paths are closed.

You are right.

There is nothing left.

Actually, it feels strange saying
"truth" and "Gaikwad" together.

But after seeing this truth
Gaikwad Saheb...

everything will change.

I'm sub-inspector Wasim Khan,
Aarey police station, Mumbai Police.

I'm making this video recording

as I don't know
till when I'll be alive.

This conspiracy is linked to
the attack on Ameya Rao Gaikwad.

The order for the attack
on Ameya Rao Gaikwad

was given by our Chief Minister,

Jagdish Gurav.

How did you get this?

Wasim Khan gave it to me.

His life was in danger.

Now his life is not in danger

that's why
he is not making it public.

What do you want from me?

You make it public.

-It'll have a huge impact.
-And then?

-Gurav will be imprisoned.
-What will you get?

I only care about the truth.

Have you shown this to anyone else?

You are the first.

I'm hoping
you will be the last too.

-Hello.
-Nambiar is going to meet Gaikwad Saheb.

-When?
-Tomorrow at 10 a.m.

Hello, Gurav kaka.

Alsatian Nambiar is going
to meet Saheb tomorrow morning.

Who?

The head of the inquiry committee
for investigating Saheb's attack.

Nambiar is going to
meet him tomorrow morning.

I don't know what Saheb is thinking
right now, but if...

I don't think
Baba will say anything.

He has been silent
for all these days.

I agree.

We cannot stop Nambiar
from meeting Saheb,

but you should meet him once

so that this matter doesn't go
any further.

Nambiar treats protocol
like God.

He won't meet me, but he won't
be able to refuse the CM.

Okay, kaka.

-Sir, the second door.
-Thank you.

Finally.

Absolute pleasure
meeting you, Saheb.

Nambiar ji.

I'm sorry you had to cancel
this meeting twice because of me.

I was not ready.

No problem at all.

That incident...

I lost a lot due to that incident.

Recollecting it was very difficult.

No problem at all.

Now I'm ready.

Who do you think attacked you?

GOVERNMENT OF MAHARASHTRA
METRO PROJECT

Most single columns are supported on
board monopiles of diameter 2.2 meters.

For speed of construction.

Speed?

This is the word we will avoid.

We are in no rush.

And on the pretext of a deadline,
we should not compromise on quality.

-Fine. You wait outside.
-Thank you, ma'am.

Okay.

Ma'am, you have to decide
the date of the announcement.

Any delay will be bad PR.

I agree with him, Poornima.

Place the foundation stone
as soon as possible.

Once the Election Commission
announces the date

you will not be allowed
to lay the foundation stone.

I know, kaka.

I still don't want to rush this.

It's not necessary that
the work should start the next day.

This is just for optics.
Only for the media.

I agree, ma'am.

Kaka, the collapse of the bridge
has caused people to lose faith.

I don't think we should do this.

Which bridge
had collapsed in Malad?

The two-wheeler bridge.

And after that, near Mahad
on the Mumbai-Goa Highway.

Then Elphinstone bridge.
And then Andheri-Mankhurd.

After that on Sion-Panvel Highway

and then the CST foot-over bridge.

People have a short memory.

Otherwise, there would be
a revolution by now.

I'll think about the date
and tell you.

Great.

I'll inform High Command.

Wasim bhai, we're ready.

Coming, bhai, coming!

-How do I look?
-Like a goon.

What the hell! I look like a goon?

Wear this.
I said what was on my mind.

Give me.

Give me.

You see?
That's a woman's touch, Dad.

Yes, okay.

I miss Mom.

No hugging.
I said it just like that.

You are a strange child.

Like father, like daughter.

Yeah, whatever.

Ready?

Fuck, I've never been as nervous
killing people as I am now.

You're scared of spiders, Dad.

Hey! Don't say all this
nonsense outside, got it?

And I beg of you...
don't abuse in front of everyone.

Fine. You promise first.

-Okay, I promise.
-Pinky promise.

Pinky promise, I won't.
You also don't.

-Come on.
-The first and most important question.

What has made Mumbai's most daring
encounter cop enter politics?

And as soon as you've entered,

how did you become
CM Poornima Gaikwad's right hand?

Not to mention
you've got a ticket from Byculla.

How did all these amazing things
happen to you one after the other?

I'm sorry I asked
four questions together.

No abusing.

-What's happening, Rashid?
-Gajanan bhai.

Hail Lord Ganesh.

Hey, Rashid.

There was a call
from the society, boss.

B wing, 203.

They said
the TV is not working properly.

Bhai, that's not possible.
I was there when they switched it on.

So, are they lying?

No, I'm not saying they're lying,
but they checked it with me.

Do one thing.

From tomorrow,
you don't go to that society.

And Francis, Arjun,
you both go there.

-Okay, sir.
-Okay.

Listen, if they call,
tell them your mother is ill.

Got it?

But, bhai,
I find it difficult to lie.

Then what are you doing in Mumbai?

Go on a pilgrimage.

Gajanan bhai, I can only do that work
where I don't have to lie.

Are you preaching to me?

-What...
-To me?

Then don't come to work
from tomorrow.

Look at the gall of that one.

He left like he's going to do
something big tomorrow.

Hello.

Hi.

We are not yet married,
so technically this is a date, right?

Sure.

Why do you keep looking
at your phone?

Porn.

I guess our tastes are different.

-What will you have?
-I'm just not that into food.

I'll eat anything.

You like sushi, right?

That's more important.

That's very sweet of you.

Not really.

I mean, I had promised your dad
that I'd keep you happy.

Correction. Actually...

I hadn't promised.
He threatened me.

-Hello, ma'am. Your order, please?
-Hi.

Shall I order for both of us?

Hi, get me
one mixed sashimi platter.

Actually, make that two.

One shrimp tempura udon.

And all the unagi
you have in the kitchen.

I'm serious.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

That's good for a start.

I'm a heavy eater.
No prize for guessing.

Although I have decided
to start a diet from tomorrow.

Tomorrow never comes.

Come on,
you don't have any weakness?

No.

I like how cocky you are.

I hope you like a good cock too.

There was a girl with you
at the engagement.

Who was she?

Aliya. My best friend.

Aliya. That's the one.
Yeah, she's...

she's really hot.

Why don't you make a plan
for a threesome?

I can try.

And I was not expecting that.

That's because you don't know me.

Okay.

Tell me more, Tanya Mehta.
I'm intrigued.

For that,
we have our whole life, right?

That's what arranged marriages
are meant for anyway.

Let's make a deal.

You show me your world...

and after that
I'll show you my world.

First yours.

Once you see my world,
you won't remain alive.

-Really?
-Really.

Okay, fine. My world first then.

-Deal.
-Deal.

That's only half the order.

Bon appétit.

-Good evening, sir.
-Good evening.

Are you fucking kidding me
right now?

-What happened?
-Nothing. I'll be right back.

Okay.

Why weren't you
answering your calls?

Bad network.

And anyway, I wanted to give
my full attention to Tanya.

There is a raid happening
at your office.

-What?
-By the Bridge Inquiry Commission.

-No way. What? Now?
-Now.

Poornima has authorized the raid
without telling anyone.

Shit.

Fuck. Shit.

-Fuck!
-What?

Nothing...

What are you hiding?

The bridge had a 50-year guarantee.

Fucking hell!
It fell in seven years!

And?

For the deadline, we did some
structural compromises.

What the fuck, Arvind!

Why are you getting so upset?

Everyone does it for profits.
I'm sure you...

For profits...

What I do for profits
doesn't kill people.

Who all know about this?

My signatures
are on the approval memos,

and those documents
may be in the office.

-"May be"?
-I mean they are in the office.

Fuck!

Papa.

Hi, dear.

You go right now. Go now.

Nothing.
Some important office work.

Hey! Hey, Tanya!

Tanya, my baby! My dear, wait!

Take care of it. Yes, sure.

Now, please.
I'll talk to you later. Yeah bye.

The inquiry commission team
is taking everything.

Fuck! No, no, no.

I had already hidden the files
with sensitive information,

so don't worry.

Good man!

Rohatgi, you are a good fucking man,
you know that?

Yes, that was amazing.

-What is this?
-Ask Amit.

Amit.

-Amit.
-What is it, Dad?

-Sit.
-Come on, Dad.

Sit!

Where did you learn to do this?

-I don't remember.
-Amit.

Don't be smart with Dad.

You are only 12 years old, Amit.

And what's your bloody answer?

I don't want to live with you two.

-Amit.
-Amit!

I had told you
to let him stay with me.

I have time for him.

Don't make this about me.

This is about you, Poornima.

You wanted all this, not me.

First, you broke up our family,
and now look.

Kaushik, I'm afraid Amit
is becoming like Ashu.

Frankly speaking,
I don't know what to say, Poornima.

Anyway, you make all the decisions.

So, you make this one too
and tell me what to do.

Okay? Good night.

Mother, do you want to sleep?

Come on.

Come. Sit. Careful.

Very good.

Shall I give you medicines?

Take this.

Don't read this, Mother.

Come on, sleep.

Mother, go to sleep. Come on.

Mahesh.

Jiten says there is a new Tendulkar
in student politics.

What is your name, Sachin?

-Mahesh.
-Surname?

Sir, what difference does it make?

Thank you.

I have heard your speeches
are quite powerful.

Sir, not as powerful as yours.

But I surely try.

Sir, sometimes I imitate you too.

As they say, imitation is
the best form of flattery.

I'm not educated.
I don't understand so much English.

What do you want?

Sir, when I hear you,
it feels like...

a change can be brought
in the society.

-Good morning, Jiten kaka.
-Morning, dear.

Baba.

-I'm going to college.
-Okay. Do you know him? Mahesh.

Yes, I've seen him in college
a couple of times.

-My daughter.
-I know, sir.

Baba, I'll leave.

-Nice meeting you, Mahesh.
-Same here.

You can join the party.

But there is one condition.

You will have to tell me
your full name.

Mahesh Aravle.

This is India.
Here one's surname means everything.

Welcome to Maharashtra Jan Shakti.

Thank you, sir.

Poorni!

"Do you know Mahesh?"

"Yes, I've seen him in college
a couple of times."