Come on! Fixed them proper. Munna Bhaiya! Munna Bhaiya is a rockstar. Life oughta be lived like this! Otherwise, hell, even the
hair on your balls is alive. Who's the lawyer? Ramakant Pandit. Hello, Auntie. So, the thing is, you won't
meet the groom's family again. Motherfu-- Motherfucker! What if you're not home the
next time Munna goes over? That's a risk. And what if the next time Munna Bhaiya
comes over, he doesn't return alive? That's a risk too, Kaleen Bhaiya. Will you work for me? The two
of you can't
possibly be my sons. I want you to expand the gun business. You have a free hand. Earn what you can with these. But remember... keep the guns firing. There's bloodshed in Mirzapur. Clean up the city. Rati Shankar had always been
conducting minor attacks. But now he has gone after
Munna and then me. F, G, H, I... J. You could've lived had you
bothered attending school. I don't want any part of this...
business. I want Mirzapur, Sharad. You have Jaunpur. Isn't that enough? You rule o
ver Mirzapur,
the throne of eastern Uttar Pradesh. Where is my money, Tripathi? The elections are almost here. I want greater quantities of "silk". I'm... about to come. No! You leave me panting like
a bitch in the heat every time. Kaleen Bhaiya never lasts this long. This is Maqbool's nephew, Babar. Keep him with you,
show him the ropes. If you've taken up responsibility,
fulfill it faithfully. Your son is an idiot. That he's an idiot is unimportant, what's important is
that he's my son. Contri
bute generously to the campaign... after we win, I'll get the
chief minister to hand you Mirzapur. I need more money. If you support me now,
I'll help grow your business. When will you become
the chief minister? Will you stop dancing
if I become the chief minister? We've put down a
deposit on an apartment. It's in Papa's and your name. Munna Bhaiya will be king
of Mirzapur one day. And his bride will rule over the town. What's the plan, sir? To eliminate, Sinha. Start with them. I'll make you te
a with my
own hands someday. You'll be careful, won't you? With myself, and you. -Motherfucker!
-Hey! Sweety is my love. -What do you guys want?
-What is this? What the hell are you doing? Stop the car or I'll shoot. You're my best friend, aren't you? Your friend Compounder
tried to kill me. I think we should send
Dimpy away to Lucknow. Mirzapur isn't safe anymore. What the-- Listen, lay low for a few days. Get out of Mirzapur. Bravo! I think I just creamed my pants. Sir, I have another client.
Join me. Together, we'll rule Mirzapur. My men... don't touch a hair on someone's
head without my permission. Look, bhaiyaji... it felt right in the moment, so I did it. Are you angry because
Compounder tried to kill your father or because he failed? I want Mirzapur, Sharad. When Guddu and Bablu signed up, they said that they'd come
together or not at all. So, they'll go out together too. And so begins the
dance of destruction. I know about you and Raja. Only the Tripathi
seed will fall into you
. It's time to punish
your partner-in-crime. Chop it off. The Akhanda you met... was a businessman. And I am... a don. Shabnam! You're here? Hey, dumbfuck uncle! Get some rest. Or I'll ensure you rest in peace. Munna! This is my daughter's
wedding reception. I don't remember
receiving an invitation. Motherfucker! Guddu! Ms. President doesn't
know how to fire a gun? Fuck off! I'm pregnant. Guddu-- Munna! Munna! Munna! Not Bablu! Please! Ah, eyes wide open now? Watch this! So, Guddu Bhaiya...
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