"Blend in..."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Every moment I tried..."
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Every moment I tried..."
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"Sometimes you seem like my enemy."
"Sometimes like my heartbeat."
"There's a connection..."
"...between my shattered heart and you."
"Sometimes you seem like my enemy."
"Sometimes like my heartbeat."
"There's a connection..."
"...between my shattered heart and you."
"Blend in..."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"My eyes will never cease to blend with my dreams."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"Blend in..."
Kishen, come on. We've got the maestro with us.
He's useless. Where did you guys get him from...
Wait...wait...
Sir, I was going to tell you.
Bunch of no good rascals.
Think they can sing.
Go sing on the streets if you don't have money.
Coming here without a penny in their pocket.
Kishen, let's go.
Forget it.
"Even if break me apart..."
"...or leave me in excruciating pain."
"And turn the paths heading towards me."
Sister-in-law, you're looking amazing.
Smile.
"You can accuse...or embarrass me."
"You can distance me from God...or call me an infidel."
"Infidel..."
"I have these crazy desires."
"Like the clouds in the skies."
"Once they shower..."
"...it will wash away the darkness."
"I have these crazy desires."
"Like the clouds in the skies."
"Once they shower..."
"...it will wash away the darkness."
"Blend in..."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"My eyes will never cease to blend with my dreams."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors." - Come on, Kishen. Come on.
"Every moment I tried..." - Hello, uncle. - Hello.
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Every moment I tried..."
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"Blend in..."
"This beauty spot on your fair cheek."
"Kills me."
"This beauty spot on your fair cheek."
"Kills me."
"Your slim waist."
"Kills me."
"Your slim waist."
"Kills me."
"Everything walks along."
"When she is passes by the street all decked up."
Moradabad's DM is present amongst us.
Please come on stage.
"Everything walks along."
"When she is passes by the street all decked up."
I'm going to give brother Manoj my CD today.
Here, Kishen. Take a puff.
Don't need it.
Music gets me high.
"Kills me."
"Your slim waist."
Thank you. Back.... back...stay back.
Sir.
Brother... - Okay, okay...
I said stay back.
Manoj.
Back off. - Sir...sir...sir
Sir, sample CD. Sample CD sir. - Stay back.
Listen to the CD, sir. - Come..
Manoj sir. Come, Manoj sir.
Stay back...
What CD? Get lost. - How dare did you throw my CD?
Leave me.
Arrest him... Throw him in jail.
How did you touch it?
I said stay back.
"Blend in..."
We must go to Delhi, Bunty.
Manoj sir's going to do a live concert.
We'll give him the CD there.
And, what about the money. - We'll figure something out.
Lights out!
What's this?
Get up. Get up.
Why do you smoke so much?
You couldn't find a mechanic yet.
Hey, look here...
You've been a driver for all these years...
...but, couldn't do a small job.
I will fire you.
That's him.
Hey mister, did your car break down?
Yes, so? - Oh my, my...
Can we give you a lift? - Thank you.
Get lost you shameless dog
Wait... Don't run.
I must figure a way to arrange for the money.
I must arrange for money
No one's going to let me hire a studio for free.
money... I must figure out a way...
Father, what are you doing? - Keep it...
You've been mumbling "I need money".
I'll figure something out, father.
Keep it. - You keep it.
What will you do with this money?
Record a song in Delhi.
My posters will be everywhere...along with my band.
We small town people shouldn't dare to dream big.
Father, the towns may be small, but dreams have no limit
What a statement.
On that note, how about you sing a song for me...
In English. - I see...
Fine...
"This is the song of the angel hearted."
"It's my song... now and forever..."
"I'm going to sing forever
Get the bloody singer.
Come on... you can finish singing in the police station.
What's happening?
This is no way... - Move aside.
Let him go. - I said stay back.
Let my father go!
What has he done?
He killed an IAS officer. - No, father!
Come down to the police station. - What are you saying?
No father, I haven't done anything.
I haven't done anything, father.
I am innocent, father! These people are lying!
I haven't done anything...
Leave me.
Isn't that you, boy... and, your friend Bunty?
Better speak up now.
Dozens of people saw you...
...threatening the IAS on the night of the concert.
Sir, I was high after smoking the pot...
...and, Kishen needed some money. That's all I remember, sir.
Nothing more.
Speak up... Speak up...
Kishen didn't kill him, sir. - Let me make it clear, son.
Or else, you'll be walking the gallows with Kishen.
Become a witness and say exactly like I tell you to the court.
Sir, we had a scuffle with the IAS officer outside Parwani Stadium.
He needed some money...
We saw the IAS officer's car parked in front.
He got his revenge and the money.
He picked up an iron rod and... - Bunty.
What are you saying, Bunty? - ...took him at the back, and...
...and swung the rod really hard.
That never happened, your honor. What are you saying, Bunty?
Be quiet... Let him speak.
And the officer died on the spot.
He got his revenge and... - What are you saying, Bunty?
Take him out.
What are you saying, Bunty?
I said take him out.
Sir, he's lying.
Kishen Mohan Girhotra...
...is sentenced to life for the murder of IAS officer Dilip Kumar. - Bunty.
You guys, wait. I'll talk to the Jailor.
Gayu, we run an NGO.
If we keep getting involved in your agitation...
...then someday we'll get kicked out of here.
This system will never change without an agitation.
Gayu... - Just wait. And watch what I do.
Who gave permission to shoot a film in here?
She was the Union Minister's daughter, ma'am.
So?
She came here to make a film. - Show me the letter.
The Minister must have sent a written letter.
Show me.
The Department or the Administration doesn't need a written permission.
I see... - Yeah.
Relationships thrive on goodwill.
They are prisoners and not some zoo animals...
...who you can put on display for the guests.
And, why are they kneeling down? Huh...
Hey... No cheating...
You know what, go ask the higher officials.
Don't ask me. - Fine.
Better hold on to your seat, because...
...I am going to take this to the IG. - Most welcome.
Hey... stand up...stand up.
Camera's are not allowed in here, madam.
We'll complain about this. - Most welcome.
Only palms have the lines, madam.
Frowning is not good for your face, madam.
My mother used to say it.
You should try smiling sometimes.
You look really happy. - Why shouldn't I?
I am getting a chance to appeal...
My lawyer's come to see me personally.
One more thing, ma'am.
I can't perform at the 26th January function this time.
Because I'm getting out of here.
Hey...you - Sir.
Kishen. Kishen...here.
Hello, brother. - Brother.
How are you? - Great... What about you?
Well, I have a good news and a bad news for you.
Great...
Meaning, you have the water ready...
...to put out the fire, after you start it. - No-no...
No fire...but, I can't appeal anymore.
Before I could appeal for you...
...the IAS officer's family filed a petition in High Court.
They are demanding death penalty.
But, I requested the Public Prosecutor.
Yeah...for a meeting.
Don't be scared, Kishen.
We'll approach every MP, MLA, and Minister if we have to.
Don't worry... Don't worry at all.
Brother, please take the matter to the higher authorities.
We all say, Happy Birthday to you.
Long live the CM
Sir, IG Sir. - Thank you very much.
The traffic arrangements were just wonderful.
Sir, IG...Prisons.
Remember, Lucknow Jail.
All the uniforms look so similar...
...that it's hard to figure out. Please, sit down.
Not your fault, sir.
I'm sure Satyanarayan already had a word with you.
This time I want to organize...
...the Prison Band Competition in Lucknow Central Jail.
Okay.
Sir, if you could consider a different place... - Where?
Father wants it to be in Lucknow Central.
We'll invite the Central Ministers...
...put pressure on them to allot more funds for jails.
And, you want me to do it someplace else...
...instead of Lucknow, our very own capital.
Sir, the filth from all over the state...
...are dumped in Lucknow Central Jail. We've got some pretty fierce inmates.
This prison band competition which is being organized for the last 10 years...
...has seen the least participation from Lucknow Central.
Whereas Naini, Allahabad, Banaras Agra...
The number of participants from these four jails are maximum.
You see, the inmates at Lucknow Central are made of a different DNA.
Then form a band, that's no reason...
Form a band?
What's it called you know, where actors pretend...
...while the singers stand at the back and sing. - Lip-sync.
Yes, do that.
Give them a guitar, a drum, a harmonium...
They will create an electrifying atmosphere...
...and Lucknow Central will get popular.
Sir, Lucknow Central is slightly difficult to handle.
There are security concerns, sir.
There's a risk of inmates escaping.
So, the hosting this festival at Lucknow Central is not a good idea, sir.
Father said it'll be at Lucknow Central...
When, how,... the security is your problem.
You're the in-charge, so it's your responsibility.
Don't try to sweet-talk me.
And...if you fail...
...I'll transfer you over to traffic police.
Even the uniform is same.
Good joke, sir. - It's not a joke.
I'm being honest. Be serious.
Gayatri, please. Be patient with him.
And, control your temper.
Of course, why would I lose my temper.
I meditated in the morning. Don't worry.
Look, Gayu...you already have a problem with the system.
We're only worried that you might see something wrong...
...and start yelling. - I won't scream at the IG.
We'll have a decent conversation.
Come Madam...
Tell the Jailor...
Tell the Jailor to issue orders immediately.
We need a band at Lucknow Central Jail, that's all.
What do you mean 'How'?
Just form a band, that's it!
Yes? - Sir, Gayatri Kashyap...
Get straight to the point!
Your officers are just pathetic!
Our NGO has done extensive work in many jails of UP...
...for reformation of criminals.
And, currently, we're working in Moradabad Jail...
...preparing for the 26th January celebrations.
They allowed a camera in jail because she was the Minister's daughter.
Add to it Section 36 and Section 37...
'Indiscipline by on-duty SO...'
'...for flouting norms and causing agony to convicts.'
Sir, this also reminds me of Section 29.
Uniform officer giving physical punishment to convicts...
They made them kneel down, sir. What is this?
And that SO doesn't even wear his cap, sir... - Do you...
Know music?
What do you mean?
Gayatri, sir. She never listens to anyone.
The IG asked her to make a band at Lucknow Central Jail.
But she clearly refused.
She said, "Our job is not making bands, its reformation"!
She lost her job, and we lost our project.
State vs Kishen Mohan Girhotra.
So, you want to move to the High Court?
Yes.
Are you not happy with the life sentence?
Death is the only justice in this high-profile case, sir.
There's an outrage in the public. The victim's family must get justice.
I see... Justice?
You make it sound like it's a piece of cake
Everyone wants a little more. Huh!
Fine... go to High Court.
Demand death sentence.
Your honor...
Your honor, demanding death sentence without evidence is...
He's already serving life-sentence, sir.
Next hearing...
Your honor...
Please reconsider...
If you could please reconsider.
Your honor... Kishen.
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
We small town people shouldn't dare to dream big.
Father, the towns may be small, but dreams have no limit
Status quo has changed, mam...
For you, and for 1821.
Five minutes.
Thank you for coming, madam.
Your lawyer said you wanted to meet.
Look, frankly, there's nothing I can do.
- My job... - You and I are like parallel lines, madam.
Do you understand parallel?
Parallel lines.
Parallel lines run parallel to each other...
and meet only at infinity, madam.
I didn't understand.
I'm talking about meeting at infinity.
Lucknow Central.
I'm being transferred to Lucknow Central.
And, I know you've received an offer...
- to make a band. - What are you trying to say?
I have a request...
I want you to take up that offer to form a band.
It will even get you your job back.
You mean help you to get my job back?
To fulfill my dream. I always wanted to form a band.
I'll be your first volunteer.
You can't make a band with one man.
It's my job to recruit other people.
- It's not easy to convince them. - It'll be my job to convince them.
Will they allow you?
That's your job.
This is why I called you here, madam.
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Blend in..."
Take your clothes off.
Turn around. Front again.
Hands up.
Fingers apart.
Look down... Dust your hair.
Straighten your neck again.
Open your mouth.
Yeah...
Here... now go.
Next.
Vegetarian or non-vegetarian?
Ohh... poor guy can't speak.
Mishra put him in the handicapped section.
Go on, son.
Next... 1821.
Vegetarian or non-vegetarian?
Can't speak, huh?
Mishra, the guys at Moradabad haven't mentioned...
that he's handicapped.
Then, what's the problem? Why aren't you speaking? - Maheshwari.
Stop troubling the kid.
He's had a long journey. Must be tired.
Let him rest.
Come, son. I'll escort you personally.
Let's go.
Did they feed you properly during the journey?
I hope it wasn't too taxing?
Great.
And, if you've and grievances with us...
we have a grievance book.
- Suggestion book. - Yeah...
Suggestion book... You can write your suggestion.
And we'll deal with it.
Downstairs...
You see, we live here like a family.
One family, always together.
Come on.
What happened, son? What are you thinking?
I get it... you haven't seen anything like this before.
This is just the beginning... There's much more to see.
Come, I'll show you. Come on.
Come... come...
Come, son.
Careful. Careful.
He's trying really hard.
- Tripathi. - Yes, sir.
Is the noose tight enough?
- Tight, sir. - Good.
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
Why is he struggling so much?
Does he want to say something?
- But, the poor guy can't speak. - Yeah we've forgotten
Then, why is he struggling so much?
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
- Are we making a mistake? - Sir.
- Let's take a look at the court orders again. - Here you go.
Sir, the printout has faded.
Sir, I think he's been given a death sentence. - Are you sure?
Sir, they've demanded a death sentence.
- He's been given a death sentence. - No, sir, they've demanded a death sentence.
- It's confirmed. - No, sir, it's just still pending.
It's confirmed.
Wait... wait, man.
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
What's written here?
If he's given a death sentence, and we don't hang him...
then the court will come after us.
True.
Then what should we do?
- Move that away. - Sir.
- Tripathi. - Yes, sir.
Hang him.
Welcome to Lucknow Central.
Signora Jailor.
You see, I am her prisoner.
Are you married?
What?
Just a question...
I was surprised to see you.
I mean... you've the figure of a model. You're educated.
Belonging to a high caste... Kashyap.
- Progressive, sir. - Yes.
I have a free advice for you.
Find a nice, decent, guy and get married.
You'll be happy.
You're always spending time in the company of these criminals.
I don't like that.
They are societal filth. Garbage.
Look, my job here is to form a band.
And, prisoner no. 1821 will help me.
I've already presented his credentials to the IG.
And, you've his orders.
So, please get him out of solitary. He'll be useful to us.
You're unbelievable, Ms. Gayatri.
These people are no saints, they won't be a part of your charade.
Ms. Gayatri, this is Lucknow Central Jail.
We believe in punishment, Not reformation.
We've already explained you.
The rest is on you and the IG.
Maheshwari, hand me a pen. I'll sign it.
- Shukla. - Yes.
- How about a betel leaf? - Right away, sir.
Think about marriage!
How are you?
Madam...
Are you sure you will be able to form a band?
Just a week, madam... Your band will be ready.
You'll be spending the rest of your life in here, handsome.
We have a new inmate.
Get back inside.
Meal time... 20 minutes.
Listen up... Victor.
Listen... it's dangerous out here. There's going to be fight.
Follow me... yeah...
- Where are you taking me? - Don't worry. Come on.
Sit down.
Sit...
Sit, bro... don't worry.
Do you recognize him?
No.
Tilakdhaari sir.
He's the CM, PM, in here.
Pour some.
We know all about you.
Moradabad... murder... High Court... Petition for Death sentence...!
All of it.
He only selects people according to their caliber.
You're a lucky guy.
Join the group.
What happened?
Pardon me...
This is protection, Sonny... Protection!
I already have protection!
Let's go.
Now eat it... eat it.
Eat your food.
Eat it...
Your first volunteer.
What is this mess?
What is it?
Volunteer for the band.
Ehi... what's he up to?
Now volunteer.
- Ehi... - Let's get out... quickly.
The Jailor had already warned you...
What are you still doing here?
You already signed up... now go.
Jai Hind, sir.
Wanna talk to your sweetheart?
Victor, make the call for Pali
Talking on the phone
Lights off.
- Chaurasia, you rascal. - Shastri, you scoundrel.
Inmates yelling about the powercut
You bloody...
Mishra, your father's a thief.
That's a nice tune you're humming!
Would you like to join the band?
You can at least hum your name.
Hello, sir.
Hello, Gayatri... please, sit down.
Sit, son. How are you?
What's going on here?
Band nominations. 1821.
It's a struggle, isn't it?
Get them some tea.
Get out of here... So handsome...
I've the best arrangement for releasing your load.
I... wanted to speak to you about the band.
It's a quotation for music instruments.
We need your approval.
What's the point of all this?
CM sir has already sent invitations from the CMO.
Will your band be ready?
Can 1821 handle it?
Come here you...
A tailor can cut clothes with his hands.
And, I don't need a blade...
Convey this message to your leader.
You too,
Huh?
This?
- Are you crazy? - I see...
- You lying... - Ehi... what are you doing?
What are you made of?
You haven't eaten for three days straight, and have been living on water
Are you planning to die?
I don't want to die...
But, people won't stop until they kill me.
I'll talk to Tilakdhari, ok.
You can eat this time.
I'll survive on water.
You have this tattoo of 'Religion Rock' on your back.
Are you interested in music?
Are you crazy?
I am talking about food, And you're talking about music.
Have you seen the posters about the 'Band'?
I didn't come here to form a band.
I didn't come here to form a band either...
The plan is something else.
How are we going to escape?
We'll get certain benefits.
We can plan during practice sessions.
This is a high-security jail.
I want to know how we're going to escape.
On the day of the competition... 15th August.
Independence Day.
That's a good day... But, how are we going to escape?
There's going to be a function. Ministers will attend it.
Other...
As well as inmates from other jail.
We'll use this opportunity to disguise ourselves and escape.
Come here...
Is this just an idea...
or, have you worked on it?
The IG asked her to form a band at Lucknow Central Jail. '
But she clearly refused. '
I want you to take up that offer. '
Help you to save my job. '
To fulfill my dream. '
I know every corner of the jail.
Number of police officers, fuse-boxes... Everything.
The duration between the power cut...
and when the generators turn back on is 15 seconds.
So, why have you chosen me?
First reason, you're serving a life sentence.
You don't have a choice.
And second, you're an engineer.
You can find technical solutions.
Ehi...
Look.
I don't want to get electrocuted.
- What say, Victor? - Just the two of us?
We've to form a band, not sing a duet.
We'll need more guys, lifers...
You find them, I'll convince them.
- Do it properly. - Yes, sir.
Dikkat Ansari, 1026.
Loot... Half-murder case... he's been here for a year.
He's the cleaning guy.
From Jailor to SO... And generator to mess...
He's allowed to go anywhere.
Loves girls, but stuck amongst men.
Wants freedom from here.
Purushottam Madan Pandit. 753.
One of the oldest inmates of Lucknow Central.
He's the only Pandit who never bowed before Tilakdhari.
They both share an old enmity.
Panditji!
What happened?
In-charge of the tailoring unit.
He even stitches uniforms for the Police officers.
He wants to go out for his daughter's wedding...
but, his parole's been rejected.
Should we get her married in here? Huh! You just perform the rituals.
Let's go, Bindiya. Come on.
I said let's go.
Parminder Gill aka Pali.
His elder brother said that the contractor is our enemy, kill him.
He didn't think twice before killing him.
It's a love-story too.
His sweetheart's outside, and he's inside.
He's tried breaking out of jail many times... But failed.
And, you know all about me.
I was an electrical engineer...
but, I work as a plumber out here. Even as an electrician.
Bulb, Fuse, any electric work...
They call me for all these jobs.
Jai Hind.
Let's begin.
Sign on the nomination tomorrow.
Look, you see... Don't mind...
But your idea's a little dicey.
You get the others, I am already in.
Look...
I won't get out of the umbrella...
until I am not sure there's a roof on my head.
Hmmm...
(Talking on the phone. )
Turn the light back on! Mishra... your father's a thief.
At least send a lantern.
Pali, die you scoundrel.
Who the hell abused me?
Get lost.
I don't want to escape.
You'll be selling adult magazines for the rest of your life in here.
Doesn't matter.
It's better than the jailor whooping my a**
Brother Dikkat...
Are you going shoot your load in Lucknow Central for the rest of your life?
Once you get out of here then no more theory only practical.
Dewdrops can't quench your thirst.
Ehi, pigeons... stop talking.
Yes, sir...
You go, go.
Ehi, 1821... come here.
Come on.
Come.
I told you sonny boy... it's for your protection.
Come see me...
Barrack no. 9
Prisoners report to their barracks to rest for 1 hour.
Ehi, donkey...
Pandit is the leader of the Tailoring Unit.
No. 753.
That's the only unit which is still not under my command.
And, all thanks to that Pandit.
Now do one thing...
Tell him that you want to work with him.
He stays back even after the tailoring period.
Take care of him.
What do you mean?
Press harder.
You will be searched.
Ehi... wait.
Raise your hands.
Open your mouth.
Go on.
- Looking for a job. - Do you know how to stitch?
My uncle was a tailor.
Show me.
Badri...
Can you... change the station?
Taal Keherwa.
Underwear?
You didn't say I can't stitch one.
Fine, get to work.
You know what... pick up that piece of cloth...
and stitch a dozen.
I'll make sure it doesn't hurt.
Teralin did it alone.
I wonder what he's up to? He should've returned by now.
Arriving on time is an old habit of mine.
But I got a little delayed this time, my apologies.
Someone's maligned my reputation.
I thought I'll wash it in the water.
Vijay Dinanath Chouhan full name.
And my name is...
Kancha...who lives in a glass palace
I've met you before.
When I was a kid, I used to clean your car.
With a cloth.
And now, you want to get in my clothes.
No-no-no!
I want to put on some clothes...
Here you go, boy...
Eat some more.
Donkey, where?
Donkey...
That side, for some green grass.
What?
Fresh grass.
All the inmates on laundry duty, get to the washer room.
- Maheshwari. - Sir...
1821 looks shrewd...
There's more to him than meets the eye.
- Keep an eye on him. - Yes, sir.
You can't do a simple job.
But, you want to talk to your darling.
You were scared s*** out there.
Talk to your darling, huh!
Bloody coward...
You're good for nothing.
Talk to your darling, huh!
No one else should know about this other than us.
And remember, don't break each other's trust...
and don't suspect each other.
Ok...
By the way, that big guy learned his lesson.
- He'll never show his face again. - Yeah...
He was scared stiff...
Ehi... Pali.
Who Pali?
Which Pali?
- What Pali? - I am Pali.
- I want to join the band too. - We needed only four members of the band.
There's four of us.
- Then I'll kill one. - We don't need you.
But I do, Panditji. Like I said, I want to join the band.
Paaji, we are not talking about changing truck's stepaney
This is about Music.
- You need talent for that. - I know how talented you guys are.
I don't want to spend the rest of my life...
licking Tilakdhari's feet.
I am not going to talk to my sweetheart on the phone anymore.
We're going to talk face to face.
Person to person... Once I am out of jail.
I can make wooden keys... Will you let me join the band?
I said we don't need you.
You can tell anyone about us. We're not scared.
I've been singing at religious events since I was a kid.
So... will you let me join now?
1414: Parminder Gill.
753: Purshottam Pandit.
1026: Dikkhat Ansari.
1759: Victor Chattopadhyay.
And, 1821: Kishen Mohan Girhotra.
Here it is... The band from Lucknow Central.
So, the band's ready. Let's hear something.
- Sir, there was once a parrot... - Ehi...
What kind of a man are you?
- Mishra. - Yes, sir.
Bring their instruments!
- But sir, they haven't practiced yet. - I know.
But let's see whether they have any scope, or not.
- Don't you have a saxophone? - No.
- How do you play this thing? - Blow here.
This side.
Panditji, hold it straight.
Not like that...
Panditji... have you played this thing before?
Wait... it'll start from there.
Come on.
Play...
Which song?
"Pardesi-Pardesi."
Nadeem Shravan.
- Taal Deepchandi - Deepchand, who?
What are you talking about?
Micheal Jackson.
Something in Punjabi... please...
Panditji.
Great...
Really great... Good.
Practise hard, ok. Practice.
It's just the first day, so...
With your permission, can I say something, sir?
Go on...
This band, it's just a sham.
They are planning something else.
These five... are going to escape.
God knows what's going on in there.
What do you think?
That Jailor must be suggesting new ways for torturing us.
Like, will they be hanging us upside down...
or make us lie down.
He's just guessing... He doesn't know.
1026: Dikkat Ansari. He works as a cleaner here.
He's allowed in every room.
Meaning, getting an imprint of every lock...
is easy for him.
1414: Pali. He works in the Fabrication Unit.
He'll make a key with Dikkat's imprint.
753: Pandit... He's got a direct involvement, sir.
He works in the Tailoring Unit.
He can supply them with clothes to disguise themselves.
- 1759: Victor... - He was an engineer, sir.
Did I ask you? No?
He's an engineer, sir. He'll give them technical solutions.
And, in the end...
Madam's very own fanboy...
Her favorite, 1821...
Kishen Girhotra, sir.
I've had our eyes on him since he got here, sir.
I assure you, he's the mastermind of this entire plan.
Think about it, sir.
Four inmates, serving life sentence...
and one, with a death-sentence, it's the perfect plan.
Sir, these are just assumptions.
I've been handling this jail for 15 years, sir.
I can even tell you the number of cobwebs...
in every corner of this jail.
Bro... take my advice, let's surrender.
We'll tell Jailor about the plan...
this way, our punishment won't be too severe.
- Are you crazy - I am going to tell, Sir...
Listen to me... you'll be safe.
I made this band...
If anyone gets punished for this, then it'll be me.
Have faith.
Yeah? Yeah!
He's watching.
Sir, again I'm telling you... these are just assumptions.
Did anyone ask for your advice? Do I look stupid?
Go home... get married... Go settle down... start a family.
You've no business here.
Don't you dare dismiss me like that!
Even I don't believe in this band...
- but, I believe in reformation. - What reformation, madam?
This is a jail. They are prisoners.
They are here to serve their sentence, and not turn over to a new leaf.
I've seen prisoners turn over to a new leaf. Give them one chance...
What chance, sir? Let them escape?
This band is just an excuse.
They are not going to learn any music.
They are planning to escape from here, I assure you.
If that's the case, then I'll vouch for them.
They will learn music, and I'll teach them... - Shut up!
Security is your responsibility, right?
Yes, sir.
Then, do your job.
Or, should I start thinking...
about transferring you into 'Traffic'.
- Even the uniform's same. - I apologize.
And listen... you...
Pay attention to the music...
These agitations can put your job at risk.
It's done... Your band's been formed.
Lucknow Central.
- Practice, ok. - Yes, sir.
Aren't you getting too involved with this band?
It'll change the lives of 5 people.
And, I've challenged that Jailor too. I'm going to teach them music.
So... shall we start?
- Are you Bengali? - No.
How will you teach us music?
We don't have to learn Bengali.
Yes, please begin.
Panditji... shall we begin with you?
Do...
Re
Re...
He sings well...
Mi...
- Mi... - I had told you to let me kill him.
Mi
Fa...
Fa... - Very good.
First, explain to me why we need this?
Well, the Jailor's getting too suspicious.
We'll just pretend, that's all.
"Remember the theory of Thomas Edison."
"Light that bulb in your head."
"Don't waste your time."
"Remember the theory of Thomas Edison."
"Light that bulb in your head."
"Don't waste your time."
"This is the formula, bro..."
"...try you best."
"This is the formula, bro..."
"...try you best."
"Be positive...and pick up the pieces of your heart..."
"...pick up the pieces of your heart..."
"Forget all your worries and shake a leg..."
"...and leave the rest to God."
There are too many keys?
Do...
Once again.
It also has drums.
I can't do it... No.
You'll get it, Panditji. You will.
Madam... we must change the method.
"It's a simple thing, don't confuse yourselves..."
"...this is my suggestion, don't lose your temper at all."
"Failure is the first step to success."
"Every failure has a special ability."
"Falling down and...
...getting back up again is an art." - First, take a look. - Yeah.
"When you finish, it's also beginning of something new."
Where have you been?
Kishen, I am going to show you something amazing...
and it'll drive you crazy.
Come on.
Wow... Nice.
- I am really happy... - I am still trying to perfect it.
You're going to dance like that at the main wall.
Yeah...
Where is the resistor?
Sir, these locks are rusty. Have them changed.
Takes time to clean them.
Get lost! Start cleaning...
"Use Graham Bell's phone to call up lucky stars."
"Hang up after saying I'll never give up."
"Show your courage...say your intentions."
- Wow, Panditji... - No...
Do...
"Be positive...collecting all your tears in a bucket."
"...collecting all your tears in a bucket."
Are you going to turn the entire jail dark?
You're so ambitious.
Let me turn off this section first.
Wait a minute.
- Let's go. - Wait...
- What are you doing? - Wait...
- Tilakdhari, you bloody beggar. - Wash your hands, Tilakdhari.
Who abused me?
"Forget all your worries and shake a leg..."
"...and leave the rest to God."
We stay awake while they sleep. Not right.
Let's wake them up.
Check properly.
Check that corner.
"Just let yourselves loose..."
"...and leave the rest to God."
Oh...
Can you do it so quickly?
Good.
Wow... nice.
Guys, my mind's working like lightning.
All I can think about is the happiness after I'm free.
Me too, Panditji.
I'll catch a Duronto, and straight to Kolkata. To see my father.
First, he'll be angry. He'll hit me...
Well, he has the right.
I've troubled him so much.
But, he's my father after all. I'll convince him.
Then straight to Bhutan with him.
I've heard their happiness Index is the highest.
Even I will take my sweetheart Veera somewhere...
Not Bhutan, but down south or gujarat. Somewhere far.
Won't you guys have sex?
He'll catch the Duronto...
You'll travel down south...
Have pity on yourselves...
If you get cursed...
Then all your plans will be foiled.
What is your plan, bro?
Plan is to escape...
but, my dream is to form a band.
My very own band.
Once I get on stage, I'll give everyone else a run for their money.
Huge crowd...
people clapping in sync, and screaming one name...
Kishen! Kishen! Kishen!
Kishen! The Jailor's called you guys.
Sonny boy, how's your practice coming?
Great.
Good... good... So, sing something for me.
- What? - Song.
You don't need the instruments. You are practicing, aren't you?
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
- Shoot them. - But, I don't have a gun, sir.
I meant with a camera. Make a video. - Yes, sir.
- Ready? - Almost, sir.
There's a small dot, just slide that and...
it will switch to video mode...
- Done? - Done, sir. Ready.
Now, we'll take this video to the opposition.
Make an issue out of it.
Shut your band down.
Prove that you're all failures.
Start now...
Come on, start.
But... we've only learned Do Re Mi...
So... let's sing that.
"Why wait for anyone?"
"Let's start the celebrations."
"Why wait for anyone?"
"Let's start the celebrations."
"As the beat slowly picks up..."
"...we're going to sway."
"We'll shake a leg to the beat..."
"...when they play a song that's super."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"Partying on the rooftop."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"Partying on the rooftop."
"After a few pegs down..."
"...the heart beats aloud like a woofer."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"We've got style and attitude."
"Treating my scooter like a Ferrari."
"All set to drop to beat."
"Sir, do you get the hint?"
"It's true what I say... but don't let the secret out yet."
"Time for less talk and more work."
"We're gonna break out of the cage..."
"...no more staying cooped up in this prison."
"Amongst zeros, zero is the leader."
"If we win, they will call us cheater."
"We're burning our blood like the midnight oil."
"Once we're free, we'll fly away like free bird."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"Partying on the rooftop."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"Partying on the rooftop."
"After a few pegs down..."
"...the heart beats aloud like a woofer."
"One pigeon, two pigeons, three pigeons."
"We keep singing as the sun goes down."
"The party looks brighter now."
"The entire town looks like they are high..."
"...but our heart seems down."
"I'm scared my liver's gonna give up sooner or later."
Stop your singing and dancing.
Stop this act... Stop it, I said.
Don't look here and there.
Come on, everyone...
Don't look around... Keep walking straight...
Quiet!!
Come on... Back in.
Get back in.
- Sir... - Get back in.
I wanted to thank you, sir.
We're all big failures, sir. A zero.
Ramanajun said... 'Zero' has no value alone.
Almost non-existent.
But, if you associate it with a number...
its value increases.
- You turned us into one too. - What nonsense...
I sang and danced at a lot of places...
Weddings... Birthdays... Council offices, fields...
but, I could never form a band.
I tried really hard, but couldn't do it.
You see... You don't need instruments to make a band...
all you need are people, who can sing in tune?
You just did that, sir.
You made us sing in sync.
You made us worth something.
Thank you.
- Lock them up. - Sir...
Ehi... let's go.
Let's go.
You were amazing, Kishen. You were amazing, buddy.
It was Madam.
Did we really make a band?
Did you see?
Panditji, Victor, Dikkat...
They sang, they danced...
Madam is amazing.
Are you happy or worried?
What do you mean?
Brother, band or freedom?
To hell with that Gayatri Kashyap.
She's disrupting my quiet life.
- Make it neat. - Sir.
IG sir and CM sir have lost their mind too.
They want to make Lucknow Central Band...
in Lucknow Central Jail.
Sir.
- That was sister-in-law, sir... - Why are you worried?
- Stay... - Sorry, sir.
- I asked you to make a video. - I did, sir.
Make it viral on the internet.
- Do you know how it's done? - Yes, sir. Whatsapp... Viber...
Facebook, email, etc... everywhere.
Let everyone know we've got a bunch of jokers in Lucknow Central Jail.
And creating a ruckus in the name of music.
The prisoners are revolting... Let everyone know.
Now there's going to be a commotion.
There will be an upheaval.
Now... I'll call the shots... and they will listen.
That's Kishen.
Sh**
How can someone sneak a phone inside?
Security is your responsibility, right?
Well, meet me at the CM's residence.
- Hello, sir. - Not now, I am busy.
Are you married?
What?
You see... I was a little surprised.
Married man with children and family good life.
But, this is no way to behave.
What's it called... Petty.
Petty.
What's your problem, huh?
Five people will turn over to a new life...
make some achievement in life.
- What do you stand to lose? - I lose my pride.
Pride.
It took me 15 years to make it... Can't lose it so easily.
Lucknow Central Jail is my fortress.
And we look after 5000 inmates.
And the ones you're supporting, are not humans.
They are sheep. Criminals.
That's their identity... And it's going to stay that way.
They still have to make an identity for themselves.
- We'll see, Gayatri. We'll see. - We'll see.
Let's go.
It was a mistake, sir. I'll sort this out immediately.
We'll take corrective measures right away.
We'll ask the band members to give a statement...
that they are severely punished inside.
And, we'll assure the victim's family...
that they will have maximum security inside so that they face any problems.
That's exactly what I don't want.
I don't want that.
If you can't understand politics...
then, at least try to understand the game-plan here.
Do you have any clue how viral is this MMS getting?
Sir, Youtube 20,000 hits
- Mobile viral spreade one million. - And counting.
And the credit will go to? Me...
I created that band.
Everyone's saying that "The youth Minister has a modern thinking".
"He's implemented progressive ideas in jail."
Facebook, retweet, Likes... Twitter... What is it?
- Sir, trending. - Trending.
And, plus I have a proposal.
I'll tell Donald Trump in America...
that send your inmates to Uttar Pradesh.
We'll reform them and send them back. Now, that's called progress.
Let me get a little popular, What is your problem?
Just a handful of people are criticising me. So let them.
Sit down. Come...
Remember one thing... This band must win.
And, lip-synch won't work now. I want a mind-blowing performance.
It should echo from Lucknow Central to all over the state.
My reputation is riding on them. Don't forget this.
And in exchange, give them anything they want.
Make them heroes.
I just don't understand...
why the color of your uniform and the traffic police is same.
- Would you like some drinks? - Can we...
Take it. Take it... don't worry. Take it.
Bottle.
Sir, if we can get one of your betel leaf.
Sir, 100 rupees.
- Huh? - 100 rupees...
Of course, you'll get that too.
Do a good job, practice hard... And turn this into an awesome band.
You must win this competition at any cost.
Yes, sir.
And, in return, you'll get anything you want.
But sir...
Anything, sir?
Look, your case is very high-profile. We cannot release you.
But, you'll get anything you want... Except for freedom.
Think about it.
I've decided.
See you Panditji.
Sir, 1821 didn't ask for anything for himself.
- Smart... - Emotional.
"O traveler..."
"Your destination has faded."
"...yet the paths are benevolent."
"O leader of the caravan..."
"...I'm following in your footsteps."
"I hope there's a blessing in my fate."
"O leader of the...take me along..."
"...where the night dissolves into the day again."
"O leader of the caravan..."
These are Kishen's poems.
The child comes home after committing a murder.
Looks happy and talks to me.
And sleeps peacefully.
Is that possible?
It's murder... not copying from chits.
You must feel really bad, right?
There's a writer... Orson Welles.
He once wrote... "No one gets justice".
"All you get is good luck... or bad luck".
"Stop O heart... stop here"
Here's all the evidence.
The truth is, Gayatri... the police haven't found any evidence...
except for this eyewitness account.
"A few miles together..."
"...and then we'll separate forever."
"If we flow along with the river..." - Bindiya. - Papa.
"...the shores never meet."
- Signor Chattopadhyay. - He doesn't live here anymore.
He shifted to an old-age home in Baliganj
"...I'm following in your footsteps."
"I hope there's a blessing in my fate."
There's a headline in the village
Pali has been released
My brother's have taken out the. 303 rifle
Ready to take a bullet from them too
I saw your video. It was nice.
"...where the night dissolves into the day again."
I waited for you... but, when I couldn't wait no more...
they got me married. I can still run away with you...
I can even give up my life for you.
But what about him, Pali?
Go away, Veera. Go away.
Go away!
"O leader of the caravan..."
Papa...
Sorry, papa. I...
Sorry.
Tell Victor that his father's remembering him.
- Father, Victor. - Yes...
- Look here... Victor... Victor... - Victor.
Victor hasn't arrived yet.
"O leader of the caravan..."
It's 5 o'clock, Victor hasn't arrived yet.
Will you please tell him?
The neighbors have given him an apt name. - Be quiet.
Dikkat.
- He's your brother. - Why did he have to come home?
Be quiet.
We have a reputation.
Enough...
- Dikkat... Son. - Let him go, mother.
- Listen to me... - Let him go.
What will you get from escaping, father?
If you run now... you'll be running for the rest of your life.
I thought you made a band. I thought you've changed.
See...
I had your name written on this.
Bindiya Pandit, daughter of Signor Purushottam Pandit.
I had this written with pride. And, you're thinking about running away.
Even I want to taste freedom.
It's been 12 years.
If a Frog jumps out of a well and into the gutter, will you call that freedom?
"My heart's restless..."
"As the earth slipped from underneath my feet."
"My home which was in the settlement,...
...someone put a curse."
"It was a caravan of dreams."
"But it disappeared without a trace."
"O leader of the caravan..."
"...I'm following in your footsteps."
"I hope there's a blessing in my fate."
Everyone knows the truth about that night...
but no one's saying anything.
IAS officer had an enmity with the local MLA, and...
Quiet, Bunty. Be quiet.
You won't say a word.
Look madam, you've permission to question him...
but Bunty hasn't be ordered to answer them. That's his civil right.
Maybe you don't know.
Music. His own band.
That was his dream, isn't it? I am sure you know.
Think about it, Bunty.
Your silence might silence Kishen's forever.
Take him inside.
Greetings, Panditji.
End of parole, huh?
Were you happy to see your family again.
- What is this? - Sweets.
- But, that will be against the rules. - Please allow one...
For my brother inside...
Kishen... 1821.
Panditji... I had fun...
What about you?
Explosive.
- Mishra... - Fine. Go on.
Come out, everyone.
It was really fun.
I met my family.
My daughter.
Victor, what about you?
Good... good...
I took my father to... Salt Lake Stadium.
Took him to see a football match.
We went fishing, we'll That's it.
Great.
I even saw a film. It was nice.
I see...
Pali.
Veera got married.
She left me.
I lied.
There's nothing out there for us
Madam...
Did you go to Moradabad?
I met your father... the IAS officer's family... Bunty...
Everyone.
Why?
I wanted to know the truth.
What happened that night, Kishen?
Nothing.
What happened that night, Kishen? What happened that night...
Why do you want to know what happened that night?
No one bothered to ask me in two years? Neither the police nor the court.
I was only told... Kishen, this is what happened that night.
"Kishen, you murdered that IAS officer that night..."
"... and this is your punishment!"
Life imprisonment and... maybe death sentence.
That's the truth, madam.
I am not innocent...
because the court thinks I am guilty. End of story.
I am guilty. My crime was I dreamt big.
How can the son of Moradabad's librarian make a band?
I recorded my own CD.
And, I went to meet the biggest singer with that CD.
Maybe dreams are taxable too, madam.
Don't be sad for me.
You won't get anything.
You see, I'll never get justice.
No one gets justice, Kishen...
you either get good luck or bad luck.
Don't worry, madam... My good luck begins now.
report to the Control Room.
Room no. 5 in the Admin Block...
has have been reserved for Lucknow Central.
And, the people from Agra, Varanasi,
Allahabad, Naini, will stay in the other rooms.
And remember... the entire Admin Block...
will be under the supervision of Central Police.
Don't try to act smart.
If you try to act smart... Anything at all...
You'll be shot.
Now go.
Doesn't matter which room we're kept in... - We have the key.
We'll step out in police uniforms.
I'll turn the power off from the fuse box...
takes 15 seconds for the generator to turn back on.
By that time, we'll jump over the wall to the other side.
- Then, the main wall. - It's surrounded by electric fences.
Here again I'll require the resistor
The current will turn off... game over.
And, we'll all go our own ways.
Oh no, look...
Shastri, Chaurasia...
Put new locks everywhere in jail.
Don't signorina a single spot.
Admin Block, Barrack, everywhere...
New locks.
We're in deep trouble.
Days of hard work... gone to waste.
What now, Kishen?
Meal time... 20 minutes.
Let's go eat.
When he should be eating, he survives only on water.
Now that we're in trouble, he's eating.
Maybe he's in shock.
Finish your meal quickly. There's going to be a scuffle.
Eat.
How dare you...
Ehi...
Quite.
Let go.
Move. Move.
- Sir, he started it. - Yes, I did.
And I'll do it again... and keep doing it!
Leave me.
Oh Sonny boy, you've grown a pair.
- Maheshwari... - Sir.
Put them in solitude.
Keep them there till the function.
Yes, sir.
Get in...
Close it down.
What are you?
What shh?
All this hard work to get thrown in solitude.
I am saying something...
Stay back... back... "What a screwed up person"
I knew it... I knew...
I knew that the Jailor would try something.
But, what is this? What are you trying to do?
That's why I kept another plan ready.
What is this?
- Are we going to escape from here? - No. Not from here.
This is Block B, Window 12
It opens straight to the yard.
There. Up there, we have to climb
- What a great idea. - Come, Panditji.
Come...
Hello and welcome, friends.
Welcome to JailHouse Rock 2017.
Let's have an ovation.
There's going to be a blast amongst five guys.
I hope you will all enjoy today's evening.
So to begin the program...
I would like to call on stage... Allahabad Band.
Allahabad Band!
CM sir is arriving in 5 minutes.
Please inform the Jailor.
All police officials assemble at the main gate.
What say, Chaurasia? How about a bet?
Want to make a quick buck?
It's impossible to run with such tight security, sir.
After the explosive performance of Allahabad Band...
I would like to call Varanasi Jail Band.
- Is Lucknow going to lose or win? - Lucknow's going to win.
I'll bet my money on Varanasi.
Wow...this is amazing.
Sir, they are practicing inside.
- Check the solitary - Yes, sir.
Pay attention to prisoner no. 1821... Keep an eye on him.
Sir, that hurts the eye
Where's the fifth one?
You scared me.
Practice all you want, guys. Don't embarrass yourselves.
I made a bet with Shastri.
Ok... practice.
What a performance... That was mind-blowing.
Please give them a huge round of applause.
You've been working here for so long...
didn't you ever want to be the Jailor?
And now, I would like to call the Agra Band.
The current Jailor isn't letting go... How will I get a chance?
Hello... Yeah, Shastri.
Hello... Shastri.
Those pigeons aren't going anywhere. Come back.
Would you like to bet more money?
I've already made it clear to them. I won't let them humiliate me.
Prisoner no. 1821 will fulfill his dream before he's hanged.
What do we do?
Pali, what's this?
Panditji... Punjabi's blood and turban...
have always been saving innocent lives.
Yes, sir. I'll check. Yes, sir.
Yes, sir. I'll check. Yes.
Hello, Shastri. I am coming.
Shastri, can you hear me?
- We'll still need the resistor. - You guys get to the fuse box.
I'll get the resistor.
Sir...
Sir, IG sir and CM sir are calling you.
- Tell them I'm coming. - Right, sir.
Ehi... Stay alert.
Ehi...
- Jai Hind, sir. - Where are you going?
Jailor sir sent me to get Lucknow Central's instruments.
- Let him go. - Fine, go.
Jai Hind, sir.
Sir...
Sir... he's the Superintendent of Naini Central Jail.
How can I help you?
Well, during the transfer our drum set got damaged.
It's a request, if we can get your band's drum set...
our performance is after yours. - Yeah...
"After Agra's explosive performance... I would like to call Naini Jail Band"
Please welcome woth a huge round of applause The Naini Jail Band.
Yeah...
Not a problem.
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
Please...
Go get it.
There used to be a prisoner called Shukla in your prison.
- Madan Shukla. - Yes, him.
He's too hot-headed, The entire jail's fed up of him.
Transfer him to Lucknow Central, we'll handle him.
Of course.
- What's wrong? - It's very heavy, sir.
Go on...
See you... Let's go.
Wait.
What happened, sir?
- Keep it down. - Sir, we have a performance.
Borrow it from someone else. Keep it down. - Sir...
I said it's not possible, keep it down.
Keep it down.
Bring the rest.
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
Give me a sharp tool.
Will this do, sir?
What's going on there?
Sir, did you send someone...
to fetch Lucknow Central's instruments.
Please lend us your drum set, our drum set...
Get lost!
How much longer?
Open the door.
Chaurasiya. Chaurasiya. Come in.
Off...
Pali, do you see the jeep?
Hurry up.
- Maheshwari. - Sir.
- Seal every corner of the jail. - Sir.
- Sir... five seconds, only. - Doesn't matter.
I am right here.
Go on...
Come on.
Just do as I say...
Careful.
- Mishra... those five pigeons escaped. - Come on...
- The last wall. - Come on.
Let's go... let's go...
Hurry up.
Don't look back, Kishen. Go.
Huh?
What are you saying, Panditji? Let's go
Kishen, get out of here. Go...
Don't worry about us.
We came this far only for you.
You must carry on alone.
Come on, hurry up guys. What are you saying?
We quit our plan of escaping...
When we came back from parole We were going to tell you...
but then, we found out you're innocent.
Now go. We cannot come with you.
Go, Kishen. Go.
- Kishen go. - Get out.
Go.
Turn all lights on the outside. Shoot at sight.
- Shoot at sight. - Sir... sir...
You wanted him to make an identity...
He'll get an identity. Escapist...
- Go Kishen... go... - What are you doing?
What are you guys saying?
We were supposed to get out of here together.
- Sir, can we talk, please. - We'll talk, don't worry.
- After I shoot them. - Sir, Kishen Girhotra is innocent.
- Please go take your seat. - Sir, please... please...
I said go.
Don't worry about us.
We're serving life sentence, but you've got a death sentence.
Your freedom is on the other side.
Jeep
Run...
Come on...
Why are you guys doing this? Only one more wall to go.
There's nothing on the other side of the wall for us.
Earlier, we were just another prisoner.
But now, people know our names.
Go on... Get out.
My daughter had my name written on her wedding card.
All thanks to this band.
Veera got married, Kishen.
She only smiled once when we met. When she spoke about the band.
You, and this band, gave us an identity.
Forget about us, bro... Get out of here.
Go, go, go. Go on, bro.
"Blend in..."
Friends, now for the last performance of the evening.
Lucknow Central!
Lucknow Central! Lucknow Central! Lucknow Central!
Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen.
Huge crowd...
Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen.
..people clapping in sync,...
Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen. Kishen.
And screaming one name...
Kishen! Kishen! Kishen!
Towns may be small, but dreams have no limit
"Kishen, you murdered that IAS officer that night..."
"... and this is your punishment!"
My plan is to escape...
but, my dream is to form a band.
Don't think, bro...
If they catch us now, they will hang you.
Come on.
I cannot do it.
This place is for criminals, And, we're criminals.
But, you're innocent.
Kishen, remember...
Band or freedom!
Shall I blow it?
Blow it!
Have given Entry effect, huh...
This is going to be fun.
Something amazing, I hope.
Let's see.
"As I let my dreams...soar."
"It felt like..."
"...I am walking on the clouds."
"Because I feel like..."
"Thank you, Lord."
"Lord...make it rain."
"Fill my courtyard with droplets of rain."
"Lord...make it rain."
"Fill my courtyard with droplets of rain."
"Kawa Kawa-Kawa."
"My heart says..."
"...my dreams have broken all boundaries and flown away."
"...and flown away."
"Because Lord has given wind beneath my wings."
"...wind beneath my wings."
"I am going to fly..."
"I am going to fly as my blood boils..."
"...my heart says."
"Kawa Kawa-Kawa."
"My heart says..."
"I am going to fly as my blood boils..."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Fate has smiled on us once again."
"We've finally found our worth."
"Benevolence... It's Your benevolence..."
"You've assessed gems from stones."
"The pain has given us assurance."
"Benevolence... It's Your benevolence..."
"My Lord..."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times...
"Kawa Kawa-Kawa."
"My heart says..."
"I am going to fly..."
"I am going to fly as my blood boils..."
"...my heart says."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
"Thank you... - O Lord."
"A thousand times... - Thank you, Lord."
No-no...
That was awesome.
Awesome, and so was your band.
That was really entertaining. Very entertaining.
Sir... with your permission...
we would like to say few words.
Of course.
- Chaubey. - Get the mic... cordless.
Please...
I was going to escape today
My friends accompanied me to the outer wall.
When I got there, I thought this is my dream.
My very own band... How can I run from my own dream?
It's inevitable...
that I follow it.
I just realized one more thing.
People can be confined but not their dreams
Not music.
I got what I wanted, sir.
Love... respect...
Friends... music. And, I am ready for any punishment.
You should be punished.
Sir, I told you... they are planning to escape.
At least they tried.
They should be punished.
Yes, they should be punished. You're right.
Since you've committed a crime you'll have to face punishment.
But tell me one thing, Signor Shrivastav.
Who was responsible for their security?
Mine, sir!
Great...
Life's in s***, But you've still got pride.
Even the color of your uniform is same.
Do you remember something, IG sir?
Yes...
You've won my heart. You've won my heart.
Thank you.
Chaubey, Call for it
Get that trophy.
Brother I made a mistake.
I made a mistake.
I was scared.
I was scared...
Sir...
he didn't do it.
On the basis of Bunty Rastogi's testimony and lack of evidence...
...the Court believes Kishan Mohan Girhotra is innocent.
And order the Police to release him immediately.
And, also order Muradabab police...
...to start reinvestingating that IAS Officer Dinesh Kumar's murder case.
"Blend in..."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Every moment I tried..."
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"O Life...I couldn't blend in with your colors."
"Every moment I tried..."
"...but couldn't make amends with life."
"Sometimes you seem like my enemy."
"Sometimes like my heartbeat."
"There's a connection..."
"...between my shattered heart and you."
"Sometimes you seem like my enemy."
"Sometimes like my heartbeat."
"There's a connection..."
"...between my shattered heart and you."
"Blend in..."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"My eyes will never cease to blend with my dreams."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."
"Blend in...oh yes..."
"I will never cease to blend with my destination."