We are here from Mumbai on a job.
A job only you are capable of doing.
We have a delivery coming from another country on a ship.
Mumbai is too challenging to unload the cargo.
The ship will pass through this area tomorrow night.
I know you can go into the sea and unload the cargo discreetly.
We quit doing such jobs a long time ago.
That means you did it in the past.
So, start again.
I will pay you beyond your imagination.
I will cover your mountain in gold.
Listen to me and go back to where you came from.
What's the matter?
Are you misinterpreting my requests for pleading?
You are far away from civilization.
If I kill you right here, it will be ages before the world learns about your death.
Before I see your blood, just follow my orders.
Take what I give you.
You come to the Red Sea,
and threaten me of bloodshed?
Are you teaching us about the dangers of death?
They definitely know about Yethi.
I have to find someone who can give us the information.
You came to the mountain and tried to scare them?
Who are you?
Singappa.
I live on the East side of the mountain you just climbed down.
I have come here on a job.
You look like an elder.
Can you talk them into doing it?
Come.
Take the boat out, Naga.
What's the big deal in knocking off some cargo?
This sea route is like a path to a diamond mine.
Am I a fool to believe you gave up everything?
Quote what you want and how much you want.
I will give it to you.
You should convince them to do it.
What do you say?
You want it?
This is a very expensive diamond.
If you do as I say,
many such diamonds will be yours.
Check it out.
Sir…
Down there! Down there!
-Down there. -What's down there, sir?
What's there, sir?
Could you find the diamond ring?
You saw something terrifying in the sea,
that made you forget the ring.
It is out of this fright,
that no matter how many of you show up and how much you tempt us,
the locals from here won't meddle with the sea.
With my eyes closed or open,
I cannot unsee what I saw in the sea.
Who were they?
Who is responsible for all this?
It's quite a long story, sir.
It's the story of a sea turning red with blood.
Whose story is it?
The story of the rough waters of the mighty sea…
on which he stood unshaken.
It's the story of our beloved "Devara."