I get it. I am not talking about Bhabhi Ji. I respect her a lot.
I am talking about you. - What? What do you want to say?
You are someone who will suck up to an idiot for selfish reasons. I know why you invited me over for dinner. Tell me what you want to say.
Tika, this has got nothing to do with the dinner. Trust me. Bhabhi Ji, I know you.
You are innocent. But he is a very cunning man. I know why you invited me over.
What do you want to say? Manmohan, my relationship with Rusa. .
. - Okay. It's not going to last long.
Oh, dear! Why do you think so? Bhabhi Ji, nowadays, people value your status, not your heart.
And I am a poor person. I have nothing. I live in poverty.
I am an orphan. Oh, dear! Don't say that.
You are not poor. Don't cry. .
. Listen to me. You are not poor.
You are the brother of Manmohan Tiwari, the richest person in town. We were separated at the Kumbh fair. Now, I've found you.
So, we are equal. The Kumbh fair! In that case, I'll be able to marry Rusa soon.
Manmohan, it's an honour to be your brother. But I don't understand why you're talking to me like this. Why are you doing this to me?
Tika, In this time and age, it is only fair that if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. Actually, I need a favour from you. What kind of favour?
Tika, Manmohan's stall. . .
I mean, he wants to obtain a 'nonsense' for his shop. Stop talking nonsense! I want to get a license, not 'nonsense'.
You got it right. That's what he wants. And all you need to do is to have the commissioner sign the application that I submitted.
It will be done. - Okay. Great.
But I have a doubt. What's your 'dot'? It's 'doubt', not 'dot'.
You got it right. Well, Manmohan, the commissioner is very clever. I don't think he will believe that I am your younger brother.
I will explain to him if he doesn't believe it. Bhabhi Ji, I would like to have 'samosas'. My brother-in-law!
- Bring them. Come on. Bhabhi Ji, bring 'gulab jamuns' too.
- Yes, I'll bring them. I'll have lunch here as well. - Aren't you done?
How much more do you want to eat? Hold on. Doctor, I have lost control over my body.
You lost control over your body a long ago. What do you want to say, mother? I am controlling his body!
He never had control over his body. You make him dance to your tunes. I am sorry to say this, but I don't torture him as much as you tortured father.
I tortured my husband! In fact, he used to torture me. - Oh, God!
He used to be out of the house for days without informing me. But I got to say. The old man was a lecher.
What? Did you used to provide him with the stuff needed to commit lechery? No, ma'am.
What are you saying? Stop talking and treat my son. You don't need to poke your nose into our private affairs.
Okay, ma'am. Vibhuti, how are you feeling? What do you mean?
I mean, do you crave something sour? Are you checking if he is pregnant? No, Bhabhi Ji.
I am checking the symptoms. What would you like to eat? Are you a doctor or a waiter?
Why are you asking him what he wants to eat? Tell me what's wrong with Khachedu. Ma'am, I examined Vibhuti's body thoroughly.
Because of a nervous breakdown, some parts of his body are out of control. What are those body parts? They could be any body parts.
You can't really point them out. Actually, Vibhuti is having a nervous breakdown. So, any body part can react unnaturally.
What do you mean by that? I mean, it can murder someone. Murder!
I don't want to kill anyone. I don't want to go to jail, Anu. Anu, help me.
I don't want to go to jail, Anu. - Control. Okay.
Easy, Vibhu. I'll tie your hands. You can't kill someone when you hands are tied.
Bhabhi Ji, not just hands. One can kill using other body parts too. Tell me something, doctor.
Apart from one's hands, which body part has the strength to kill someone? Well, we can use our legs too. Do you remember how Thakur killed Gabbar?
'Gabbar Singh,' 'my feet are enough to kill you. ' MrFilm Buff, stop putting on an act and treat my son. Okay, ma'am.
I'll prescribe some medicines. Please get them. If he takes the medicines, he will be fine, right?
There is nothing to worry, Bhabhi Ji. If the medicines don't work, we'll use black magic to cure him. No, doctor.
Please. I want to treat Vibhu with medicines. Okay, Bhabhi Ji.
His treatment is going on. For now, please pay my fee. Sorry.
Doctor! Doctor. .
. My hand is not in my control, baby. I didn't smack him on purpose.
Literally, I mean. . .
'Jhakarkati Police station, Kanpur' Hi, Reshampal. Rusa, how are you, darling? I am doing pretty good, Reshampal.
How are you? - I am doing great. What brings you here?
Reshampal, I want you to meet someone special today. Who is it? - My future husband.
Shall I ask him to come in? - Go ahead. T, please come in.
Hello, sir. I am Tika. She fondly calls me T.
Rusa, are you out of your mind? You want to marry this loafer, drunkard, gambler, and goon! But.
. . Greetings, commissioner.
MrTiwari, I don't know how to explain to you. I am faced with a problem myself. I can't help you.
But, commissioner, I am here to report a missing person. A missing person! The thing is, my brother had got separated from me at the Kumbh fair during my childhood.
Manohar, did you hear that? - Yes, sir. His brother had got lost during his childhood and he came here to report it today!
What's the hurry? You could have sought our help in the next life. Please file a report.
And also mention the song that we brothers used to sing. What was the song? "There are so many beautiful memories in my heart.
" "I can't help but dream about the good old days. " "It's all in the heart. " If you are my brother, you must be having the same mark that I have on my shoulder.
The mark of a trident. . .
Tika! - Manmohan! Don't overreact.
Manmohan! Tika, my brother! I found my brother.
I found my elder brother. Manmohan! Where were you?
Manmohan. - Yes. She is my future wife and your sister-in-law.
And this guy told me that I wasn't worthy of marrying her. You weren't worthy of it earlier. But commissioner, he belongs to the Tiwari family now.
I'm inviting you to come over for dinner with your sister-in-law's marriage proposal. "May our. .
. . " "Relationship.
. . " "Never suffer.
" "May we never be. . .
" "Separated in life. " Reshampal, we'll go there, right? What's going on?
I can't control my hand. Hey, behave. Let me talk to dad, please.
I request you. Please. .
. Okay. Alright.
Thank you. Hello, dad. It's Vibhu.
Dad, what did you and mom eat before I was born? No, I think you had something else apart from 'mooli ke parathas'. My life is in a mess.
I hope you got it. No, dad. You don't need to come here.
People wear clothes here. No, your underwear won't work. Okay, dad.
I love you. Is Bhabhi Ji home? Hello, Bharbhuti.
Hey, hold on. Don't go near him. - Oh, dear!
Hello, Bhabhi Ji. Behave. .
. Hello, Bhabhi Ji. A very warm welcome to you.
Please come. Okay. - Hold on.
What are you doing? You know he has lost it. It's dangerous to go near him.
Why? Is he going to shoot? You idiot, don't you get it?
He has lost it. Look at my head. See this.
Do you get it? And it's not about shooting. He might flirt with you.
What? Bharbhuti, will you flirt with me? Bhabhi Ji, I flirt with you all the time.
What did you say? - Bhabhi Ji, how could you say that? And who is provoking you against me?
Who is this? This man, right? Yes, Manmohan.
- I know. I know. He is a big flirt.
Keep quiet. Understood? Where is Bhabhi Ji?
Bhabhi Ji. - Hey, what's happening? Hello, Bhabhi Ji.
- Greetings. Please sit. Come on.
Bhabhi Ji. . .
I am sorry to say, but please tie your pet first. You. .
. - Hey, stay. .
. Easy, boy. Easy.
Easy. Good boy. Good boy.
See. He didn't do anything. - Yes, he didn't do anything.
So, what brings you here? Listen. - Easy.
Anita, I want to 'black and white' you. - What? She meant 'invite'.
You got it right. Okay. That's great.
But what do you want to invite me for? Bhabhi Ji, I found my younger brother who was separated from me at the Kumbh. That means someone as despicable as you does exist in this world.
Will you keep quiet? Yes. - Bhabhi Ji, do you know who my younger brother is?
No, I want to know. Who is he? Bhabhi Ji, it's Tika.
My assumption was correct. Two despicable persons in the same neighbourhood, Modern Colony. Yes, that's right.
That's good. - Come on. .
. Bhabhi Ji, you are cordially invited to our home. - Okay.
The bride's family will come over to meet Tika. Oh, wow! That's great news.
Congratulations. By the way, who is the lucky girl? She is the sister-in-law of the commissioner.
Oh, it's a mismatch. It's a semi-beauty versus a beast. He is like a beast.
Oh, my God! That's great news. And we will definitely come.
Not 'we', Bhabhi Ji. I want you to come alone. What?
You will tie your pet before coming to our house. Let's go. - Sure.
Do come. - Stop it. Come on.
- Oh, dear. Bye, Bhabhi Ji. Baby, you carry on.
I'll stay at home. No. We'll go there together.
I will find a way to take you along. Really? Oh!
Hey, why are you packing your bag? Do you want to run away? Hey!
Why can't you look at us? What have you done? Listen to me.
I am not a goon like you guys. I am a kind-hearted person. And I am leaving the place, not running away.
He wants to leave! Tell me something. Where are you going?
I am moving to MrTiwari's home. He made me his younger brother. From now on, I am Tika Tiwari.
Hold on. I didn't hear it properly. Please repeat it.
From now on, I am MrTiwari's younger son. My name is Tika Tiwari. He made me his younger brother.
I am moving in with him. Is that enough? Tika Tiwari!
May I say something? - Sure. I don't think its possible.
MrTiwari is a miser who doesn't even own a pet dog. How would he pet a bull like him? You scoundrel, you awful looking man, what nonsense are you talking?
He's right. Malkhan is right. I have been working with him for 20 years.
I grew up serving him. But that miser didn't adopt me. Why would he adopt you?
MrTiwari can distinguish between good and bad. Why would he adopt disgusting people like you? Really?
We are disgusting! And you are rich! Yes, I am rich.
Today, I have an elder brother like MrTiwari. Today, I have a sister-in-law like Angoori. Today, I have a girlfriend.
What do you have? I have. .
. I have 'M'. By 'M', I mean Malkhan.
'I have this and that. ' You have 'ghuiyan'. Do you think you are Amitabh?
- Yes, I am Amitabh Bachchan. "Give me a kiss. " "Give me a kiss, Rusa.
" "Give me a kiss. " "Give me a kiss. " What can I say?
At times, you need to suck up to an idiot to have your way. So, I made him my younger brother. Manmohan.
Yes. - Manmohan, here is my brother-in-law. How does he look?
You won't turn into a handsome person by wearing nice clothes. Excuse me. Manmohan, how do I look?
You look like a beast. It was a slip of the tongue. You look great.
Yes. My brother-in-law looks 'hand pump'. You are right, dear.
Manmohan. do I look like a hand pump? She meant 'handsome', buddy.
You got it right. You look great. Bhabhi Ji, I think they are here.
Bring the 'aarti' tray. Instead of performing 'aarti', you should welcome them with all your heart. How is that done?
Yes. You should've told me. I would've bought heart-shaped balloons.
You both are fools. Sit here. Come on.
Sit there. Yes, sit. - Sure, Bhabhi Ji.
Oh! Oh, no! My brother-in-law got burnt.
Welcome, commissioner. Please come in. MrTiwari.
At least, fix your doorbell. I am sorry, sir. We also face issues because of the doorbell.
We fix it. But someone comes and damages it. Oh, okay.
- Yes. Welcome, commissioner. Welcome, Bhusa.
It's Rusa, not Bhusa. You got it right. Hello, Angoori.
Looking very pretty. You are my future sister-in-law. Oh, dear!
So 'sweat'. It's 'sweet', not 'sweat', dear. You got it right.
Please sit. Have a seat. - Come on.
Please come. Okay. Hello, Angoori.
Hello, MrTiwari. Hello, Anita. Hello, Bharbhuti.
Please come. Have a seat. Please sit, Bhabhi Ji.
Bhabhi Ji, greetings. Tika, congratulations. You are so lucky.
You are going to marry such a beautiful girl. Bhabhi Ji, it's because of your blessings. Congratulations, commissioner.
Thank you, Anita. By the way, Vibhuti is silent. And he is wrapped in a shawl.
Is everything fine? Oh, dear! What happened to him?
No, it's nothing. He has fallen sick because of the sudden weather change. Okay.
- Vibhu, wish him. It's good manners. Commissioner.
Congratulations. Thank you. Thank you.
Tika, go to hell. Thank you. Bhabhi Ji, why did you bring him here?
What do you mean? He is my husband. That's fine, Bhabhi Ji.
But you know he is not well. As it is, he ruins things. His hands are out of control.
Don't worry about it. Vibhu won't do such a thing. Let's get down to business.
As we are from the bride's family, Tika, I'd like to know if you have any demands. . .
Reshampal. I don't want anything. Just give me Rs 10 million in cash, a bungalow, and a luxury car.
That's all I want. Hey, you freeloaders, you started drinking already! Prem, behave yourself.
Otherwise, I'll disregard the fact that you have a lot of money. We are already in a bad mood. And you are making it worse!
Why are you in a bad mood? How do you feel when a loser gets all the luxuries in the world? Say what you want clearly.
Which loser are you talking about? Prem, we are talking about our friend, Tika. He won the lottery.
He has a girlfriend. Now, he is going to marry her. And the girl is the commissioner's sister-in-law.
What are you talking about? That's not all. There is something more.
There is something more! - Yes. Tika.
. . He is MrTiwari's younger brother.
Oh! No, you fools. Tika might have lied to you.
Prem, that's why we are sad. We heard this from the miser, Manmohan Tiwari's mouth. He made Tika his younger brother.
You fools, you don't know the underwear guy better than me. He can do anything to achieve his goal. He can even suck up to someone despicable to get what he wants.
He can flatter someone worse than Tika. You mean, there is no truth in it. You fools, I'll clear all your doubts right now.
Ma'am! Greetings. Yes, it's me, Prem Chaudhary.
Ma'am, I have heard that Tika is your son. What? That means, you don't know about the other underwear guy.
I have heard that the underwear guy has accepted Tika as his brother. Hello. Hello.
'It's a sham!
