The streets were full of bullets, the friendship was from ages ... they were fresh leaves from the branches, whom we called as the local gangsters

Wherever sin stands up ... I will cut it with the axe

In our line a man is not killed with a weapon ... he is killed with information

If one goes in our business ... then all will go

Goti ... run!

I will reply to his stone with a flower ... but that flower will be on his bier

Now you go from here or else I'll punch your nose in such a way that ... the rivers of Ganga and Jamuna will start to flow from your nose

It's one thing to just say it ... and it's another thing to look into the eyes of someone and fire a bullet in their chest ... you'll get scared to death when you do that

The underworld never dies ... it just changes its appearance

If you stay here then you'll have problems to breathe ... and where I'm sending you there you won't have any need to breathe

You are in the system and I myself am the system

If the city is burning then let it burn, since I have started the fire ... if the people are dying then let them die, because this is my virtue

This is Mumbai ... here in the night things can go from here to there and from there to here

Hey you, the shining moon of a new moon night

Hey you shaky person, don't move a lot ... and listen properly to what I am saying

I have cut the nose of very dangerous people and kept it in my pocket

In this world the underworld ... runs on mercy and greed of the police

Hey you Om Puri of a Bhojpuri film

I'm full on entertainment ... and this heroine is full on crazy ... now this combination is definitely going to bring some disruption

When life closes all the doors in front of you ... then hardly any difference is left between honesty and rowdyism