Action Dialogues

Jinka maal pakda jaata hai ... unki maut unki zindagi ko pakad leti hai

Those who get their merchandise caught ... their death catches up to their life

Har pal, har roz khoon bahega yahan ... aur tab tak behta rahega ... jab tak yeh zameen inke rakht se laal nahi ho jaati

Blood will flow here every moment, everyday ... and it will flow until ... this land doesn't turn red from their blood

Itna goli maarte ... ki aapka driver bhi khali khoka bech bechkar rayees ban jaata

I will hit you with so many bullets ... that even your driver will become rich selling the empty boxes

Khoon ek baar karo ya sau baar ... phansi sirf ek baar hoti hai

No matter if you kill once or a hundred times ... you are hanged to death only once

Bajirao ki raftaar hi Bajirao ki pehchaan hai

The speed of Bajirao is his identity

Main yahan aaya hoon choron ki safai karne ... gundon ki dhulai karne ... aur kanoon ko todhne waalo ki thukai karne

I have come here to cleanup the theives ... to beatup the goons ... and to thrash the people who break the law

Tum agar ek maaroge toh hum char maarenge

If you kill one then we will kill four

Maut ko aane ke liye patta nahi poochna parta

Death does not have to ask for the address before it comes

Agar maa ka doodh piya hai to saamne aa

If you have drunk moms milk then come in front

Tumhara nishana toh chook gaya aur ab humne is goli par tumhara naam likh diya hai ... aur jis din yeh goli hamari bandook se chalegi ... hamara nishana nahi chookega

You missed the target and now I've written your name on this bullet ... and the day this bullet fires from my gun ... I won't miss the target

Tujh jaise desh drohiyon ko kanoon ke pairon par jhukane ke liye ... na vardi ki zaroorat hai aur na hi is pistol ki ... mere desh ke naujawanon ke sirf do haath hi kaafi hai

To bend a traitor like you in front of the law ... one doesn't need an uniform and neither this pistol ... only two young hands of my country are enough for that

Tabse gun chala raha hoon ... jabse tu apne maa ke andhar nahi, apne baap ke andhar tha

I am firing a gun ... not since you were inside your mother, but since you were inside your father

Saath chalna hoga ... zinda ya murda

You will have to come with me ... alive or dead

Ek goli daali, paanch khali ... sir pe taani, khopdi khaali

Put one bullet, leave five empty ... aim on the head, empty skull

Apna ussool kehta hai ... har galati ki saza maut hai ... sirf maut!

My rule says that ... every mistakes punishment is death ... only death!

Agar aaj ye jatt bighad gaya ... toh sehkadon ko le marega

If this Sikh goes mad today ... then he will die taking several others

Police ki goli mein itna loha hai, ek baar thokdi na ... toh zindagi bhar tere khoon mein iron ki kami nahi hogi

The bullet of police has so much iron, that if I fire one at you ... then for life you won't have lack of iron in your blood

Mere nasson mein khoon ke saath saath barood bhi behta hai ... aur aaj tujhe is barood ke dhamake bhi sunne padenge

Gunpowder also flows in my veins along with blood ... and today you'll have to hear the blasts of this gunpowder

Aaisi maut marenge ... ki ek baar maut ko bhi paseena aa jayega

We will kill you in a way that ... at least once, even death will be sweating

Sach bolega ek baar maroonga ... jhoot bola toh iktaalis bar maroonga

If you say the truth, I will hit you once ... and if you lie then I will hit you 41 times