Court opens. Sonia is sitting with her Attorney, her Gang of Chamchas & a Translator on one side. On the other is Bal Thakre with his retinue. proceedings begin.
SONIA: My lord, this packet of Saffron & Rudraksh sitting in front of us is a first class murderer & blot on our society; don't be fooled by his false aura. We have to disrobe & bring him to justice.
THAKRE: Aga ye Ingrazanchi Ushti - Kharkati Vati, adhi nit Rashtra Bhashetun bolayla shik, maag maze kapde kadaychi bhasha kar.
SONIA; See my lord, just hear his language. My ears feel demeaned on hearing such blasphemy. No cultured soul will stand this.
THAKRE: Ha, ha, ha. Mafia chya angakhandyavar vadhalela he Angavastra mazhi laayki sangtay. Sundar! Are dossryana Asanskrut mhanyapurvi svatyachya Gandhi Khandaanane kiti Sanskruti udhalali te bagh.
SONIA: My lord, why bring the family into this matter? We are talking about issues of National Interest...
THAKRE: Nana chi taang. Tujhya Ajoba, Baap, Dir, Jaau ani Navryaane kay mothi Rashtra Hitachi kaama karun dive laavle ahet? Ani tu, tujha kaay? Desh khaadyat ghalayla nighali aahat tu ani tujhi chamche mandali.
At this all Sonia's Chamchas start abusing & Thakre's Counterparts too jump into the fray. Slowly this brawl turns into a scuffle & then heavy fighting begins. Soon the Courtroom transforms into the Assembly Hall where Elected representatives engage in similar activities everyday.
