congratulations! baby boys, twins. look after durga, while i goand break the news to her father. congratulations, mr. dinanath. you've become agrandfather to two children. i'm a grandfather? who is their father? i see you dancing everyday,still i'm not weary of you. don't let him enter!- who are you? get out! who is kicking up a fuss?- this old is trying to get in.
old man? who? it's me. do you recognise me?- i forget young people. . . .on the second meeting. howwill i remember old men like you? out!- no. i'm not going until justiceis meted out to my daughter. justice, eh? justice. you fool! son of a gun! if i were to be fair witheach and every man's daughter. .
. .by now i'd have hadten-thousand fathers-in-law. let's go, father. wewon't be given justice here. no dear, have patience. vikram. . you ruined my daughter's life.we're poor, we bore it silently. but now that you've refused to givethe innocent children their right. . . .all their life they'llremain a blot to the society. i won't let you livein peace! i won't! look at you, old man. yourustle like a withered leaf.
just one touch from me and you'regoing to embrace the graveyard. stop it, vikram.enough. you've spoken enough. if i stop talking,my shoes will talk. no vikram. just thinkabout the future of the kids. oh yes. i almost forgot about them. dump those misbegottenones into some orphanage. as for you daughter..she's pretty enough. put her in a brothel, herold age will be taken care of.
vikram! father! what happened to you?- my child. . no. no. you are high on wealth and power,so you spurn a hapless woman. you refuse to acceptyour own children. but remember. there'll come aday when time will favour the kids. and they'll extractrevenge from you. . and you.. you will begfor mercy from them.
yes, you'll beg for mercy. you'll beg! i? beg for mercy? mother goddess, whatkind of justice is this? he married me before you. and today he denies. he even refuses toacknowledge his sons. you tell me, goddess. . . .what do i do withthese innocent children?
what am i to do?oh, where am i to go? like days and nights, joysand sorrows come and go. the truth is that, onewho can't take on sorrows. . . .has no right to seek joys.- accepted. but what else can ahapless woman do but cry. . . .who has no one to fall back upon?- when the world. . . .snatches away one support,god gives more. i know of a woman in the city,who has devoted her life. . . .to the welfare of haplessand destitute women like you.
go to her, and you will find refuge. i know no one in the city, brother. now that you'vecalled me a brother. . . .i must honour this relationship. come, i'll take you there. please come. more attitude, less professional. greetings. nice. very, very nice.
charming lady! come, please. sit here while i talk to the landladyabout you. i'll be right back. champabai, how long?it's been half-hour. i'm losing my drunken ecstasy. hello champa bai. i've brought greatstuff. he's going to be drunk forever. really?- show me, will you? go, look her up. i'm nojaggi if you don't enjoy. what a dish!- fine, but what about the kids?
don't worry. i'll take care ofthem provided you shell out dough. good. go and wait in the room,we'll send her. well..- first introduce her. this is your landlady.- landlady? she's like a daughter. what is my job?- it's simple. you can start right now. no, no. let them be here.you go, i will handle. come honey.
don't cry.- go on, don't worry. it's your own house. he's our new guest. make him happy. what. .?- yes, else i'll flay you alive. where to? stay right here.shut the door from inside. she's a late-starter,but she'll give in. damn, she will! i'm a poor,respectable woman. i have kids. i was brought hereunder the pretext of a job.
i beg of you, brother. get up, sister.- sister? do not be afraid.i'm a police officer. i was informed that women from. . .. respectablefamilies are lured here. . . .and forced to do this. don't you worry. jaggi, you are under arrest.- police? make a move, and this kid..- no!
no? then drop the gun. drop it,else i'll kill the kid. drop it! stop, jaggi! no brother. you might hit the baby. liquor for two bucks,and some peanuts. get lost!- move it! want this kid? out of the way. out of the way, you cripple!
gangubai! get up. take care of the kid.you'll be paid handsomely. thieving?- no sir, no. my mother is sick. ineed money for medicines. let me have it, please.- want it? drink. how else will you buy medicines? mother! what's wrong?
where do you live? come, i will drop you. you drunkard. idiot! tap watercomes only for two hours. drink this. go on. youwill get it 24 hours. watch it!- don't worry. . . .just toning up my throat.get that donation box. here you are, amit.- hold the bottle. in the name of the goddess?
why hide it away? it'sfor building a temple. you'll be given more!- i don't have money. i haven't made a cent yet.- not a cent yet, eh? no.- you'll be given right now. what's this?- sandal. brand?- kolhapuri. size?- can't see. size 9. what size?- 9. right, 9, lasts longenough for a hundred beatings.
nice. may the goddess bless you. are you through?- i am. and you?- almost done, amit. got from all of them, except theidiot, the fatso. he isn't giving. well fatso, gathered lots of fats,eh? out with the money, or! fair play all right, else i'llbreak everything. give that too. how're the goings?- still more shops to go. more shops? one by one willtake a lot of time. hold this. keep the boxes here.
listen folks, the temple must comeup before the festival of navratri. . . .else i'll lose facebefore goddess durga. the boxes are kept here.come one by one and donate. you will be blessed. c'mon, put the money.what're you looking at? c'mon, hurry up. c'mon, hurry up. we got to collect 50,ooo.c'mon, hurry up. come on, hurry up.put it in this box. come. come.
what're you honking for? donate money first,then we'll clear the way. sir, they're askingmoney. what to do? sir, we'recollecting donations for. . . .building atemple of goddess durga. who are you collecting for?goddess mother? or your mother? one and the same. thegoddess is also my mother. what sir? a tenner? thetemple will need 50,ooo. how will it come up if richmen like you act so miserly?
at this rate how long will ittake for the temple to come up? it'll come up, sir. if thedonations fall short, i'll get dirty. i'll rob and murder. but i'llsee to it that the temple is built. can you kill? - definitelyif i fall short of money donate, please. you seem to be a useful person. thank you. ismail,make way for the car. clear the boxes. hurry up. let him go.
greetings, sir. get me my medicine. brother amit! someone fleeced your father.- fleeced? where?- at the bar. oh my god!- what's the matter? what's wrong?- son, i'm ruined. i'm undone. i'm reduced to penury. yearsback, i got a goon banished. the dirty mancropped up from nowhere. .
. .and robbed me ofmy hard-earned money. my god!- and all of you were watching, eh? no, teacher..- forgive us. forgive, eh? wheredid he go? which way? i've no idea where he went. he used to live on the kali hills,near the hanuman temple. hey black coat! what're you searching there?this way, look who's here. i knew you'd come for sure.
i'll pursue you wherever you go. then take me on, sonny. you'redestined to have it from me! anyone can play with a gun. that's like it. anyone can play withthat. how about this? there goes. who are you guys? tofight or to set up a trade. . . .in this territory, youneed to ask raghu don. raghu don?
so you aren't raghu?- no, i thought you.. no? forgive me don, my mistake.- it's okay. brand?- kolhapuri? size?- no idea. no idea, he says. it's size 9. mine is size 10, boys. 10, eh? smart fellow! take him away.
who is that who commands a salute?- he's the inspector. inspector. sir, i never knewyou were an inspector. forgive me if i have hurt you.- no problem. message for you, sir. sir, please don't book me.else, i'll be in for a year or two. i got a clean police record.- it's all right, go on now. i'm sure you mustbe hurt. forgive me. i told you, no problem. go.
sir..- get lost! yes?- inspector khan was shot. what? what has happened to my son? my son! do not cry. you've lost a sonbut i am still alive'. i swear by uncle khan,i'll avenge his death someday. excuse me, sir. these are four suspects ininspector khan's murder case.
they're regulars atjamnabai's brothel. if i fail to avengehis death from you guys. . i don't deserve to be a policeman. jamnabai, call her.- she's getting dressed. isn't she takingtoo long to dress up? she might take all the time,but i'm fully prepared. will i do? don't make faces, man.i'll show you such a stuff. . . .you might not haveseen in your life.
here.. this. what's this? what is this?- sandal. everyone knows its a sandal.but what make is it? kolhapuri. those dons out there, use knives. . . .and i put this sandal to good use. what's the size?- 6. it's 9, and you say it's 6? forgive me, i can't see properly.
myopic, hard of hearing,false teeth! and you dare come to a brothel?get out of here! out! leave me! aren't you ashamed? get out!- hey! drunk again?kicking up a fuss again? i held till the ritualof goddess durga got over. once it was over, iguzzled a bottle in. everyday you come andbug my clients. why? only when they stop cominghere will you marry me. say what?
i've told you ten times!i'm not going to marry you. why not? man,yours is the right age. you're nearing eighteen. once you're old, noone is coming to you. none of these guys. guys. . no.- what did i say? none of them. only me. even after my hairsturn grey i'll keep coming here. let's go, guys.- go on. where are you folks going?sit. don't fall for his words.
i'll dance. is it? all right, if youdance, i'm going to sing. so our information was accurate. hey, stay put! ori'll break your jaw. pandu, take him away.- wait. how can you take him away? i haven't yet dealt with them. let me hand them below the belt,then you can take them. you? you are the one?- you are that inspector, right?
right.- good day, sir. so you're here too? whereveryou go, you create trouble. no sir, troublefollows me wherever i go. but sir, please don't book me,my record will get a beating. all right, go now.- everyone has to go someday. will you shut up?- put me in the cell if you want. . . .but please don'tregister a complaint. ramble more and i'll handcuff you. hang me if you want, but if youbook me, my record will tarnish.
shut up!- i'll get out if you want, but. . .. my recordshouldn't be spoilt, sir. don't book me! consider my record! who are you? what're you staring at? i guess you don't recognise me?- no. 15 years back when your son. . . .was lyinginebriated on the streets. . . .i was the one who broughthim home. do you remember?
you are the one?- yes. come son, come on in. you've grown so tall and broad.- loneliness stretched me. burdens of misery broadened me. but your favour, ishall never forget. what favour?- i wanted to study. you encouraged me, alsogave me books. remember? look mother, i'vepassed matriculation. really? wonderful !
bless me.- live long. . you're drunk, aren't you? yes, i drink. but actually it'sthe liquor that's swallowing me. when your son was drunk,you had slapped him. one slap changedhis life completely. . . .and he reached new heights. had i a mother, had she slapped me. . . .i wouldn't have fallen so low. who is it, ma?- look for yourself.
you?- yes sir. why have you come here?- son. . i came to express my gratitudefor saving my life last night. fine. if you want toexpress your gratitude. . . .come to the police station. and this is my house.- what're you saying, son? don't interfere, ma. ifyou encourage such people. . . .all the rogues in the worldwill start visiting our house. do you know who he is?- i know him in and out.
you don't know. once as akid, when you were drunk. . . .he was the one who pickedyou up and brought you home. remember? yes, yes. what didyou say your name was? no, don't say. let me guess. amit! right.- strange! why didn't you tell me before?- how could i? you didn't give me time,you just shut my mouth.
sit.- have the oblations. i'm a devotee of goddess durga.- then we can sure hit it off. are you goddess durga's devotee?- i'm mother durga's son. the two of youremind me of my lost son. had he been aroundhe'd have been like yo'u. consider me your son.i was lost years back. . . .today you've found me, mother. i'll answer it. hello?- inspector kishan?
i'll call him. kishan, call for you. hello?- if life is dear to you. . . .set my men free. else. . who's that?- your father! what's wrong? why areyou upset? who was it? your father! if you don't want to tell me,don't. but why drag my parents in? i mean, he told me that.- then say that. i thought youspoke about my father. .
you love your parents dearly? no question of loving themwhen i haven't seen them. you mean? your parents..- no. i have no one. no one to fall back upon,no one to look after. thought i found a brother in him,but he too acts on his whims. you aren't even married?- ma, who will give him a girl? the rogue! six months he is inprison, and six months he's out. wrong inspector. girls forma beeline outside my house. come, see sometime.
then why don't you marry?- well, none is worth liking. what's wrong with today'smen? no girl attracts them. same with him. he has seen many,but none attracts him. and how? i don'twant an illiterate oaf. . . .and you don't want a modern girl. i'll accept anyone. just get one.- right, get one first. hear that? first the dough, baby.- giving, man. don't you trust me? i don't even trust my father.what good are you?
here.- 50 bucks? 50 is past, baby. 100 works now. know what? the police keep onraiding every now and then. it's hard to smuggle in the goods.- give me, please. there's the girl inred who came with you. get me a date with her. . . .and i'll give you a drink for free.- i can only introduce her to you. then it's up to you.she's a shy girl. she's here to study the atmosphere. .
. .for a college stage show. - ohi see. jai, one cigarette please excuse me! annu, what're youdoing here all alone? c'mon, have a cigarette. cigarette? no way.- you're going to act as a smoker. . . .in the show. why nothave a rehearsal right here? come on, have it. no.- c'mon. please. drink. it'll take care of the cough.
annu, this is mr.gopal. he owns the disco. gopal, she's annu.- nice to meet you. hello. you're staging ashow that portrays. . . .the evil effects of drugs? nice. i'm sure, it'll have a goodeffect over the young generation. and you know, i'mvery happy about that. give me all the tickets that areremaining, i'll have them all sold. hey brother, quickly.
excuse me. hey brother, one for me too.- who are you? this is the first time i see youhere. - i have seen the world. seen all the hangouts. iheard lots about this place. . . .so i came here. we don't offer credit tofirst-timers. - take this. that's good. hi! what're you doing here? annu, why don't you go on the floor?
dance will set your mood right. hey brother why do you hold my arm?- to put on handcuff. handcuff? who are you? police. annu, there's a fight going on.let's get out of here. come on! go to hell! police? take them away! come on.
get in. move it. sit. where do you want to go? tell me. c'mon, tell me.- me? take me wherever you want to.- wherever? how strange! where do you want me to take you? you got a name, an address? kishan.
get up and have tea. wake up now. have the police startedkeeping girls' sandals for guns? sandals? in whose pockets?- i see. what's this? sandal? oh come on, ma.you think you can fool me? that must be some neighbour's.- great! and that lipstick? some neighbour's? lipstick?- yes.
tell me, who is she?- who? the lipstick one, the sandal one.- oh come off it, ma. tell me.- prepare my breakfast, my dress. i'm in a hurry. fast ma,i'll take a bath and come. greetings.- greetings. who are you?- i'm annu. well, you don't know me. i'm a medical college student.i'm here to do social work. social work?- yes. what's that?- we go and work at homes. and. .
. .with the moneypeople give in return. . . .we buy clothes,medicines for the poor. no dear, there's no such work here. nothing?- no. one minute. who is that? that? that's my son. your son?- yes. please call him for a minute.- why?
actually.. i got to apologise. apologise? for what? for last night's antics. i see. so that's your sandal?- sandal? yes.- where to? come on in. but..- quiet! sit. sit! i've had it. your sandals?- these? no, not mine.
your sandals?- yes. now tell me. are youreally here for social work? yes.- what jobs can you do? jobs? everything thata girl can do. - is it? yes.- come with me. kishan is having a bath.make an omlette for him. . . .iron his clothes. . . .and shine his shoes,fast. okay? i'll be right back. shine the shoes, iron and. .
. .omlette! ma! quick, i'm hungry.i'll change after breakfast. wonderful ! lookslike a special omlette. anything special today? you? what're you doing? i shined the clothes,made a shoe-omelette. . . .and ironed the breakfast. no.. i goofed.- you're still on last night's high? i'm out to do social work.
get out of here. if ma sees you,she'll have a go at you. . . .she'll bash you up.- but she asked me to do all this. yes, i did. what?- aren't you trapped? trapped? i'm a policeman,i'm not in the wrong. yes, you're a policeman.but if you keep switching guns. . . .and sandals. . . .someday you'll make news.- ma, she's intruding. i don't even know her.- come dear.
i know everything. sit down. take this.- why're you giving her a coconut? to break it on your head. when the girl comeshome for the first time. . . .you mustn't send herempty-handed. - what do you mean? now out with a tenner,and give it to her. tenner? for what?- for her social work. social work? why should i give?- why won't you? start the practice right now.when she comes here as a bride. .
. .you'll have togive her your earnings. ma, are you out of your mind?- send a swift note to your family. ask them to meet him soon. postman. letter for basanti.- but i've told you, basanti. . . .doesn't stay here anymore.she's in bombay. i've already intimated. . . .the post officeabout her new address. send the letter to that address.
okay.- yes. my dear sister basanti. . i haven't got replies toany of my earlier letters. you'll be happy to knowthat i've chosen a boy. his name is kishan.a police inspector. his mother has also approved of me. she wants to meet the two of you. . . .and fix the wedding. so, comedown to bombay, to my hostel. . . .as soon as youreceive this letter.
i haven't met brother-in-law as yet. this will be an excuseto meet him. yours - annu. letter from whom?- annu. she's found a boy. his mother wants to meet me.- so meet her. i will meet her, but.. - howiong will you keep this secret? a family for myselfis out of question. i'll have to withholdmy true identity till. . . .i get annu educated and married. kishan.. oh mother, you?- are you surprised?
no, actually.. kishan..- i know, kishan called you here. shall i tell you why? hedoesn't want to marry annu. right? but remember something,amit. i like the girl. kishan will marry only her.and you will get him to marry. i? but how will i?- i know nothing. if you don't get his consent,i'll break your leg. get that? but what have i done?- you haven't done, you have to do. do what?- what i told you. i'll hide behind the tree. okay?
amit! where are you? i'mtired looking for you. what's the matter?- let me take a breather. you know her?- who? she.- who? annu. wonder what names they keep. ma is impossible!- what's the matter? she wants me to marry annu.- so marry. no jokes, i don't want to marry.- so don't. i won't! hey, don't be harsh.i must say no in style.
do something. go to annu,and tell her that. . i'm a bad man. i'm an alcoholic. i'm a sinner, a hypocrite. ihave all the vices that you have. are you listening? i haveno time. got to go to work. i'm listening, i'm also watching. i don't know whomto pay attention to. i don't care about that. but if you don't spoilmy record before her. . . .i'll spoil your record.
my record? hey, listen, one minute. what if the trick doesn't pay off. . . .and she stillinsists on marrying you? all right, don't let her sister. . . .and brother-in-lawmake it to my house. call them right here. the two of us will put thematter to rest. you dig? hang on. despite this, if theystill insist on the wedding?
then i'll break your leg.- my leg? which leg? this one? or this? let me guess! that one.- it's already booked. what?- nothing. go on. crazy! strange! everyone is after my legs. heed him, andmother's after my legs. heed mother, and kishan wants them. if i fail to deliver, myiegs are gone. curse my legs!
mother. . she's gone.everyone has deserted me. come on out! you're onlyone who never deserts me. you want to marry kishan? he's a first-ratedirty man ! very mean. if you get hooked to him, you'regoing to rue it all your life. don't weep. try to understand,it's just a rumour. mother says that kishan is oneof a kind. decent and honest. he's as great at heartas great as he looks.
that means, if there's agentleman on earth, it's kishan. but. . as far as i've heardhe's a drunkard. drinks imported as well as hooch. visits casinos more than his office.he's also a flirt. no matter. . . .even if he's on duty, thesight of a girl just lures him. either he gets the girl,or he gets bashed up. but mother saysthat let alone booze. . . .the stink of it itself stopsher son from raiding liquor dens.
as for girls, at the sight ofthem, he turns coy, like girls. bashful eyes, careful banter. kishan says, come what may,he won't marry annu. but mother says, she'll make. . . .annu her daughter-in-law,at any cost. but..- to hell with your buts! sometimes you talk in his favour,sometimes you insult him. i thought you came to help me. but you're putting me in a quandary.
all because, i'm all alone. had my sister andher husband been here. . . .you wouldn't make a butt of me. i have no one who can talk for me. serious situation. now look, i'm very sentimental.a girl in tears really moves me. well, where's your sister? i wrote to her, but i got a replythat they've gone on a pilgrimage. they can't come.- all right, don't worry.
tell me, do you love kishan?- yes. truly?- yes. that's it. now i don't care.no matter if my legs break. . . .or my record is spoilt, i'mgoing to make kishan fall for you! or else, i'm no. . name? name? i'm no amit! i'm not playing sister! you just know how tointerfere in others' matter.
i'm not interfering, i'm goingto help someone settle down. you couldn't make my life,at least help someone marry. the girl is in love withmy friend, inspector kishan. kishan? what's the girl's name?- annu. annu?- yes. basanti, i've promised her. if idon't get her married to kishan. . . .i'll lose face. all right, but on one condition.i won't show my face.
i'll cover my face.- do whatever, but come on. fine. i've made you helpsomeone else get married. if don't make you marry me, i'm no. . right. great music. welli'm facing the music. no one is here as yet. notyour sister, not her husband. . . .not my mother, nor my lousyfriend. i think they won't turn up. oh no, don't say that.they will sure come. yes.
no, no chance. probably they must've met somewhere else. . . .and decided against the wedding.- hey brother! who says the wedding won't happen? who is that?- that? he is. . i'm the lady's brother-in-law.- right. and this is her sister.- yes. see, they're here. my wife is sworn not to show herface until her sister gets married. and you jerk! youdon't want to marry her? what's wrong with the girl?
what do you mean?- i'll tell you later. tell me, what's the length?- what? what's your height?- five-eleven. five-eleven? is that fine, dear? fine.- what's your weight? 62 kgs.- 62 kgs? is that fine?- one minute. yes, the weight's fine too.- what job you do? i'm an inspector.- ticket inspector?
no, police inspector.- i see. look for the mole now.- oh, i forgot. one second. . what is it about the mole?- it's linked to her heart. it's in her horoscope. the one she'll marry willstand five-eleven tall. . . .weigh 62 kgs and have a blackmole. and you have all of them. here's the wedding gift.- the gift? oh no. the gift's for you. andplease stop pursuing me. and find another man for the girl.- where to? listen to me.
hello.- listen. . my love, she's got her man.what happens to me? god knows.- lady, god will know later. . . .let me tell you now.that's more like it. mr. jaggi, i know you control allthe illegal trades in this city. and i also know that all thegrains storehouses belong to you. so?- i want you to. . . .hand over all thestorehouses to me. really? what joy does it bring me?
i want to make you my partner. my goods will liein your storehouses. and what profits i make from them. . . .you will get 20 percent. agreed.- let's go, son. why, what happened?- i didn't know how a big man. . . .could talk such crap. the storehouses are themeans of my existence. when there is a drought,people yearn for a morsel of food. that's when i quote myprice and earn my millions.
and 20 percent. . . .is with what you're trying toiure me? - then take 25 percent. only cheapskatesfall for petty baits. find yourself some other partner. do you know whomyou are turning down? silly question. know who i am? in minutes i canget you behind bars. mr. vikram! we can have you hanged. if you don't believe,iook at this picture.
nice photo. looks likethe job of my well-wisher. he looks sick. give him treatment. i haven't done anything. forgive me i did nothing. spare me, please. good luck. i didn't know how a bigman could talk such crap. the storehouses. . . .are the means of my existence.when there is a drought. . . .people yearn for a morsel of food.
that's when i quote my price. . . .and earn my millions. 20 percent is with whatyou're trying to lure me? with the help ofthis tape you can go. . . .in for at least 10-15 years. no? daddy, what use squabbling? i speak no evil, i hearno evil, i see no evil. same goes an old saying. so uncle, we won'tiet the word out. .
. .we won't display the photo either. and you'll not let anyone hearthe tape. am i right, uncle? daddy, say something.- your son is smarter than you. thank you. all right. you hold myweak point, i hold yours. compromise is a must. here's the negative.- we'll lock our weaknesses safely. the safe will have twokeys that we shall share. done? - we'll gofifty-fifty on the profits.
done? done.- thank you. kishan, he's the onewho came to bribe my son. but my son refused. i feel he's the onewho killed my son. if he's responsible for unclekhan's death, then trust me. . . .this time i'm not sparing him. who are you talking about, son?- uncle khan's assassin. let me see who it is. .
your dress is stained. can't see it properly. the day i arrest him,you'll see him, ma. someone is here to see you, boss.- send him in. come in. hello. are you mr. vikram?- yes. i'm inspector kishan. can i sit? please sit.- thank you. what can i do for you?- i want a favour.
tell me.- i hear, you're kind to the police. sorry, sorry. i've neverkept connections with policemen. you're misinformed.- no, the information is accurate. you tried to offerinspector khan a big amount. he was murdered recently. inspector khan?- yes. inspector khan? i've heard the name. yes, i read in the papers.but i don't know him. big men hardly remembertrivial matters. well. .
i got a request. if youoffer me what you tried to. . . .offer inspector khan. . . .then i promise..what unlawful things. . . .you wanted himto do, i'll do them. unlawful things? i guessyou are a new recruit. you mustn't intimidate agentleman without evidence. don't you know? son, come up with some evidence,and then talk to me. it's time for my dinner. idon't talk while eating. get out!
fine, vikram singh. go on,tonight you have home cooked food. i'm no kishan kapoor unlessi make you eat prison food. boss, ever since thisinspector has been here. . . .he has been a menace. that's what they saidabout inspector khan too. but i got my men to kill this one.- then? there's one man. he needsmoney. to build a temple. idiot rogues! put your hands in your pocketsto save yourself from apocalypse.
how dare you refuse? climb down, son!you'll die if you fall. let me die. i wish iwere stillborn! i'd have.. . .spared of these bad faces. this bad neighbourhoodis a pile of misers! shameless! go and drown yourselves! to buy a movie ticketin the black-market. . . .they shell out hundreds. but when it comes todonate for the temple. .
. .they are cash strapped. right opportunity. tell him to jump. we'll build the rest of the temple. amit! jump off. we'llbuild the rest of the temple. come again!- jump off. why didn't you say that before? you got me up here for no reasons. hang on, i'll jump. i'll jump, okay?
coming. one. . . .two. . . .three? no, no, no. whoguarantees that the temple.. . .will be built after my death? what if they cheaton you after i'm gone? man, i got brains too. right? son of a gun! if you have brains,use. and climb down, moron! the old man is right.absolutely right.
i was drugged and sent up here. now they want to send me to heaven. bad cheats! thank god, ididn't jump. i'd have died. had i died, how could i havefaced goddess durga. i'm broke. you conned me, i'm stranded. for such a trivialthing you sent me up here. i started building you, butwho will finish building you? my father? had i a father i'dhave begged of him.
he'd have come looking for me if not in person, he'd haveat least sent someone to me. today i realise, in times ofneed you can rely only on friends. listen here, who is amit?- up there. when will friends come? and when will thistemple be built? i'm broke. amit, come down. my boss wants you. hurry up and come down. tell your boss to come uphere. i'm not coming down. .
. .until this temple is built. -come down. boss will give you money. is it? i'm coming. hang on, i'm coming. coming. money! like a skylab,i'll shoot down. me and my intoxication! zoom! how's the temple work going? who's that? the templework is going on fine. but. . who are you? why don't you face me?- just answer my questions. sure, ask.- i hear you need 50,ooo more. .
. .for the temple.- well yes, i do need. i can give you50,ooo on one condition. condition? well, any conditionsaccepted. i can even give my life. not to give, you got totake a life. - sure, i will. . take a life?- yes. this man's life. oh no, i just joked. i can't kill. ask me to vandalize, ask me to hitsomeone, ask me to kidnap someone. i can do all that. but murder..playing with knives.. god forbid! my sandal is my best weapon.this is what i use.
he.. he is inspector kishan. you want him murdered?- yes. why didn't you tell me before?he's my sworn enemy. but sir, first the dough.- here's 25,ooo. the rest, after the job is executed. fine. keep the 25,ooo ready. you'll find his corpsewithin 24 hours in the sea. listen. . yes? - not in the sea.i want him killed..
. .right before my eyes, during thefestival of navratri, in your temple. idiot! at least youshould've seen his face. how could i? he wassitting behind tinted glass. i was led blindfolded in and out.that leaves the hideout unknown. then it's difficult. what to do?- what else? i'll kill you. what? - what else?he'll be there in person. he has paid me. albeit, forthe temple. how can i betray him? are you drunk?- no, but i've got something. look. i'll use this tokill you. like this. .
why're you scared? this is just atoy knife. this is how it works. on that particular day, it'llbe coloured red. got the idea? got it. but makesure you bring this one. if by mistake you get areal one, i'll be sacrificed. i'll certainly offer a sacrifice,but it won't be you. you mean it?- yes. what happened to her? what happened?- nothing, she just fainted. summon a doctor!- wait.
why do you need adoctor when we are here? this is a house of god. notmedicines, miracles work here. but priest..- no buts. i'll bring him to life. do you have a room here?- nearby is a cottage. pick the lad and put him in my arms. careful. wait. i shall perform this miraclein complete privacy. wait for me. kishan! open the door! what happened, kishan?- he ran off.
kishan. kishan. are you all right, kishan?- i can't see a thing, amit. what?- i can see nothing. i can't see.- kishan! doctor, his eyes?- corneal blindness. doctor, do something. he'sthe only support i have. restore his eyesight somehow. i've heard of eye transplantthat can restore one's eyesight. can it be done in his case?- chances are there.
then give my eyes to him,doctor. he needs eyes more i do. besides, my eyes have seennothing but hell and nasty things. it's not possible. in such cases,we can use only those eyes. . . .that are destroyed dueto cortical blindness. but at the moment, the eyebanks haven't any of that type. still you must apply for the eyes.- okay. what's on your mind, son?- i'm evil. all my life i've been treadingalong evil paths, breaking the law. that's why my i don't expectmuch out of life and destiny.
. .but your son is adecent and honest man. and what did life offer him? youmade him follow the path of truth. and what did you get in return?- what do those mothers get. . . .whose sons take on enemybullets and get martyred? if every mother clutchesher son to her bosom. . . .then no country in theworld will enjoy freedom. and no mother will have thepride of calling her son a martyr. well amit, can you debate on that? i have no answer to mother's point.but i can certainly answer back. .
. .the one who snatched youreyesight. - no, my friend. in a frenzy, don't dosomething that goes against the law. i know not what's forand what's against the law. all i know is thatsomeone snatched your eyesight. i can't be at peaceunless i destroy him. no amit, this is no answer to it. if you have an answer, this is it. yes, my friend. wear theuniform and take my place. police uniform? how can i wear it?
you know that when the nightsets in, i need liquor for support. i'm also aware of that. and ialso know that for nine nights. . . .in a year, you abstain fromdrinks for the goddess durga. can't you stop drinking for my sake?you consider me your mother, too. my name is also durga. agreed, amit is your friend.what's surprising is that. . . .an intelligent and responsibleofficer like you speaks. . . .in favour of him. you're recommending a man whonever ever cared for the law.
picking up fights andarson are his hobbies. his greatest weakness is booze.without booze, he gets quivers. it takes more than a couple ofdrinks to quell the fire in him. that's the fire thatonly the booze can quell. but you haven't seen thefire that razed his childhood. as a child, before he could realise,he saw himself in a liquor den. at an age when parents tend tokids, he was carrying stoned men. . . .to their houses, whichearned him two square meals. you can find many patrons ofdecency amidst gentlemen. .
. .but seldom are those found, who,after consuming the poison of crime. . . .still harbour a desire tofollow the path of righteousness. call amit. hello sir. so, you want to join the police?- yes sir. if you oblige me. i'm not illiterate, sir. i'meducated, cleared matriculation. life offered me no support, soi used to study during nights. . . .under the lamppost on thestreets. this is my certificate. sir, give me one chance. igrew up amidst crime and sin. .
. .so i know the root causes of allevil. breweries, gambling dens. . .. black-market storehouses, smugglershangouts.. i know everything. sir, iron cuts iron. igrew up amidst criminals. i shall erase the criminals.give me one chance, please. give me one chance towear this uniform, sir. if i fail to honour the uniform,if i fail to honour my friend. . . .you have every right torip my uniform and my skin off. all right, i'll think about it. thank you, sir.
basanti. no clients yet, and you'realready here to drive them out? no basanti, tonight i'm not hereto pick up a fight. i want help. what is it? look, i got a bottle.- nothing new about it. it's in your hand now, in awhile it'll go right into your head. no basanti, tonight i'm not hereto drink. i want to quit drinking. . .. forever. must be last night's hangover.- believe me, i mean it.
if you help me tonight,i'll quit booze forever. if you have a soft corner forme, or even if you pity me. . . .then stop me. sing, dance,do what you want. . . .but keep me away from booze. if i don't drink tonight,i'll never drink for good. will you help me? fine. if not you,maybe someone else. the bottle. . i broke it, basanti.
look.. iook. . i broke the bottle. i brokethe bottle of booze, basanti. i've got rid of this poison.i'll never booze again. i swear by you, basanti, ishall never drink again. never. what?- take a look, mother. look what you have made out of adrunkard. i used to break the law. you've made me a guardian ofthe law. here, have a sweet. open your mouth.
where's kishan?- inside. kishan, see here. how doi look in the uniform? sorry. i wish you could see. can't i see? nice uniform. ma. . ma, ward him off the evil eye. how i wish you both were in uniform. so what if either of uswears it. it's one and the same.
we're two bodies, but one soul.- right mother. now watch his brainsand my power at work. we'll break the faces ofthose who break the law. what happened? you drive.- i? no way. c'mon, i'm with you. amit! the clutch. what insolence is this, son?- no, son. police.
your business closes down. no, kishan. don't shoot..spare the old man. get lost! daddy, we've made vikram our partner,but there's a risk i figure. i hope, he doesn't take over thestorehouses and leave us gaping. son, you know yourfather, don't you? in the illegal trade, millionsventure in and bite the dust. and you father? look how far hehas come. all because of his brains. once vikram's goodsarrive here, we'll seize them.
it's me, kishan. hey cockeye! whereare you running off to? do anything. engagethe biggest lawyer. get my son released. go, hurry up. jaggi! i'm ruined. i'm undone. what is it?- what kind of boy did you sell me? i reared him with my blood.- not blood, liquor. yes, but i reared him. i taughthim the intricacies of my trade. but he used it against me. hehas become a police officer.
know what he did the first thing?- what? he shut my shop.- how can i help it? for the sake of our longstandingfriendship, help me so that. . . .i can make a footing for myselfagain. - i'm not magnanimous enough. . . .to help the disabled.- don't say that, jaggi. there was a day when youwere hard put, and i helped you. look, i'm not in the rightframe of mind. get out of here. give him a tenner andthrow him out! - a tenner? what else? 25,ooo, eh? takethe tenner or get lost! out!
you cripple! take this. all right, jaggi. i shallremember this day. you must too! damn you, jaggi! you had methrown out, eh? i'll fix you! can't you see, cripple?want the other leg broken too? vikram singh?- move it, driver. stop the car. hello sir. you don't know me, buti know you very well. me?- yes. we're in the same trade.
what sets us apart is the volume. i'm in bad weather. even jaggihad me thrown out of his house. please offer me a job. i'm cripple, but i gotthe brains and the skills. good. let's see howtrustworthy you are. come to my office tomorrow morning.- okay sir. cheers! to the cop whocommitted the mistake. . . .of taking me onand lost his eyesight.
pretty soon he'll lose his life too. but his friend is still alive.through my eyes, he'll see. and his uniform is what iuse to discharge my duties. what's the matter, inspector?- nothing. goddess, tonight is karwa chouth.a married woman observes a fast. . . .all through the day andbreaks it in the night. . . .after she sees her husband. but i'm not so fortunate. you!
you, here? how come you're bleeding? my enemies! all my enemies areafter me. i'm punished for my sins. when i was evil, theywanted me to change my ways. now that.. i've turned a new leaf. . . .the same guys want todrag me into the filth again. they all want to kill me. for awhile, durga, hide me somewhere. come.. come. don't tell anyone thati've been shot. - i won't. i'm an idiot, durga.
one day you came tome seeking justice. but i humiliated you and hadyou thrown out. and this day. . . .when my life fell in danger,i'm brought to your doorstep. don't say that.- i was high on alcohol then. . . .and i refused to even acknowledgeyou. but believe me, durga. . . .since then, inever found happiness. durga, i'm not worthy of it. . . .but if you can, please forgive me. oh no, what're you doing?
no matter how the husband is. . . .but it's the duty ofthe wife to respect him. i'm not worthy of respect. ishall give you your right, my wife. where are my children? i'vebeen pining for years to see them. one was lost when he wasa kid, and the other. . who is it, ma? he's your son. whom are you talking to?- someone tried to take his life. if i encounter the idiot,i won't spare him!
kishan, know who is here?- who is it, ma? your father. father?- yes son. for years, he has been lookingfor us. at last he found us. ma, ask him to go away.- what're you saying? i mean it. he snatched awaythe most desired right from us. he made you live like a widow.what has he come here for now? where was he when youworked in houses to feed me? where was he when you were sick?
when i used to begto buy you medicines? when in return all i got was a glassof booze forced into my throat? stop it, kishan.- no durga, let him say it. let him pour his heart out. i'vegiven you nothing but sorrows. kishan, you are right. i'm notworthy of being called your father. if i'm a blot to you, don't evertell anyone that i'm your father. you can call me your servant.- don't say that, please. still if you aren't convinced,then i shall go away. no, no.- let me go, durga.
when my own son doesn't wantme here, i can't stay back. stop him, kishan. wait, father. stay with us. son.. my son. come, take some rest now. blood? hello?- who is it? who? vikram singh? i'm pascal here.
pascal? what're you doingthere? where are my men? all your men have run,scared of police. jaggi's son, gopal. . . .is going to testify against mein court, tomorrow. don't you worry. trust me, i won'tiet the cockeyed one reach the court. good. pascal, as soon as youget him, call me on this number. 53-39-8 1.- sure sir. my sister used to live in kanpur. i went looking, buti didn't find her.
her neighbours say she's in bombay. i can't find her. someone asked me. . . .to lodge a complaint.- sit. what's her name?- basanti. here's her photograph. wonderful. annu! annu.. you.. whatare you doing here? that's my question,sister. what are you doing here?
i? i..- tell me! what can she tell? i'll tell you. this world, the beats ofthe musical instrument. . . .the chimes of the dancing-bells. . . .the clink of money.. allthese have shackled her feet. the outside world scares her. inthe decent world, she feels lost. . then what is truth? want to know? come with me. for a poverty-stricken hapless girl,the brothel...
. .is a place thousand times betterthan the world of gentlemen, mr. amit here, even in the midst of verminhonour remains intact. and there. . it's hard to save one's honourdespite living. . . .among respectable people. that's what happened with me. whenthere was drought in the village. . . .i became first victim. i had only one cow. it died. helpless i was,i had to see the landlord.
yes? i need money.- you think i own a mint? you haven't paid me what you owe. and now you comeagain asking for a loan? i'll repay every cent.but please help me today. i got to send money tomy sister in the city. how will you repay? for yoursister's studies, you have pawned. . . .everything you owned with me.- have mercy on me. give her some money. blessings ofthe poor come handy in trying times.
i can't help. if youcan, you help her. all right, i'll help. come. where?- upstairs. upstairs?- yes. money matters must besettled in papers. come. he conned me, and took me upstairs. i don't want your money! take it! well! help them, andalso take their tantrums! sir!
murder! murder! you murdered him! life had closed all doors on me. i could see nothing but death. what the hell? why doyou want to kill yourself? let go! i want to die!- who are you? what's the matter? take it easy. come, dear. this. . the lords of societycall this place a brothel.
this is only place whererespectable people visit. . . .yet it's maligned. you'd better let me die. you're taking it wrong, my child. we dance and sing to entertain, nodoubt but we don't sell our honour all the girls hereare like my daughters. it's my duty to protect your honour. come in, dear. that's how i endedup in this brothel.
you tell me, had i a choice? you wanted to marry me, didn't you?am i worthy of getting married? why did you tell me all thisbefore? didn't you trust me? i had trust in you, buti had not the courage. basanti, you. . basanti, you have no idea,to the law, you are. . i know. someday, i was to be arrested. good that you will arrest me.
amit! he's the one whom i murdered! no! he's alive.. he's alive, annu. come here. c'mon, the car's over there. hello?- sir, your job is done. and gopal is in our custody.- wrong number. who was it, son?- someone said the job is done. and that he has gopal. wrong number. tell mr. vikram that jaggi is here.
he's not well. he won't see anyone. tell him my name. he might recover.- let him in, son. hear that? just my voicegot him out of the bed. well, what brings you here?- i hear you're sick, so i came over. thank you very much. careful, son. he?- my son, kishan. was he born blind?- no, someone helped me. . father, i guess the two ofyou have met after a long time. you might have lots to discuss.i'll go upstairs to my room.
okay son. sit. how did you know i'm here? -keeping track of partners is a must why have you come here?- mr. vikram, you must remember. . . .our weakness areiocked inside a safe. the safe has two keys that we share. i remember. so?- i'd like to have your key. what for?- for joy and sorrow. as for the joy, unlike you i'm notwanted, and my business is soaring.
as for sorrow, if yourefuse to give me the key. . . .then i'll inform thepolice about your whereabouts. oh i see. then talk to the point.why did you have to give a lecture? want to talk to the police?i'll dial the number, you talk. hello?- vikram here. yes sir? tell me.- mr. jaggi would like to speak. sure sir, put him on. here, talk. don'tstare at me, just talk. hello?- who? mr. jaggi?
who's that?- the forgotten slave. pascal. here, talk to your son. hello daddy..- gopal? what are you doing there? they're holding me. daddy,please accept all their conditions. else, they'll kill me.- where are you? hello? spoke to the police?what did they say? the police are coming, aren't they?- vikram. . . .today you've won.- i've won, haven't i?
now heed me. give me your helicopter. in return, i'll give youyour son and the key. agreed? agreed. come to the hangar with my son intwo hours. you'll get the helicopter. so i see, son. you were taping yourfather's conversations on the sly? yes, father. police motto. tape athief's conversation on the sly. but son, what'llyou do with the tape? i'll give it to the police.let them know your true colours.
no. will you turn your father in?- let alone my father. . . .when it comes to duty, iwon't spare my grandfather either. don't move, father. had i wishedi'd have riddled your chest. but i fired only to stop you. soundis all i need to shoot on target. like to see? no, don't remove your shoes, father. when you're silent, your shoes talk. keep jogging on thespot. and remember. . . .if your shoes stop talking,my gun will talk.
that's nice, father. good. what's going on? now shoot! i haveyour mother, kishan. she's my shield. let mesee how you shoot me now. someone's coming. now be a good boy andlisten to your father. go downstairs and send himaway as fast as you can. and if you try to let the wordout.. you know the end result. kishan. .
basanti has been exonerated.- really? yes. and very soon i'll also findthe one for whom i joined the police. here's his photograph.i wish you could see. that's fine, butamit you better go away. how strange! i gave you a good news,you don't even congratulate me. . . .and you ask me to go away?- i'm happy, i'm elated. but you go away. - going.let me have a glass of water. i'm thirsty. - no water.ma has locked the kitchen. if you don't wish to give me water,then don't. but don't lie.
the kitchen is open. stop arguing, amit.i told you, go away! see that? you fell down! i'mnot leaving before mother comes. ma is in danger upstairs. i don't need you here.go, i say. go on. going. why are you pushing me?i won't come even if you call me. fine.- strange man ! calls me home andthen throws me out. ma.. ma..
well done! you're an obedient son. and what do you think of me?- you never left? then the sound of the jeep? left a rock on the accelerator. amit. .amit. . amit. let go! mother!- kishan ! kishan !- mother!
let go! annu. . what's going on?- come on. get inside the car, girls. get in. get lost.- kishan. don't worry about me. amit is lyinginjured inside. look him up, hurry. get lost!- kishan. - sit. amit!- kishan. kishan, he'staking your mother away. welcome, mr. vikram.i was expecting you.
your key. where's my helicopter?- where's my son? what's the hurry? he shouldbe coming. - after he comes. . . .you will get the helicopter.what's the hurry? inspector, make amove and the kid.. - no! no? then drop the gun. you are the onewho took my son away! where is my son, tell me?- which son? you snatched him awayfrom me, years back.
he's the one whoran off with our son. ask him, where our son is? where's my son, tell me?- get lost. you want your son, and i'mworried for my son. i don't who. . . .and where your son is.- but i know, jaggi. you must've forgottenyour past. but i haven't. for 300 bucks, yousold her son to me. you like to sell kids, no? so come,strike a deal for your son. but where's my son?- stay there! don't you move.
here, see your son. what have you done to my son?- he was screaming too much. so i got him tosniff some chloroform.. . .he's going to sleep for some time. you lousy man! hurry up, pascal. give himhis son.. - stop, mr. vikram. i got to settle a score with him. where's my son? tellme, i'll be obliged. want your son? then youwill have to pay a price.
now tell me where my son is.- only four bangles? hurry up, pascal. the police..- hang on, mr. vikram. why've you worn the wedding necklace?is it worth more than your son? not this, no. the weddingnecklace is my husband's memento. i can't let it go, no matter what.- i'm your husband. mere gold rolled on to this damnthread carries no weight. - no. in this thread is trappedyour breaths, mr. vikram. it's a mark of a married woman.destroy it, and you'll be destroyed. take it, mother.
amit, this man knows who my otherson is and where he is. i know, everything. what do you know? speakup! who is my brother? tell me, or i'll kill you.- i'll tell you, everything. amit. amit is your brother. amit.. my brother? brother? amit.. my son! wait. where are you going?- to answer the phone.
not to detonate a bomb. our men are fixing a bomb in thehelicopter. as per your orders. . . .it will be set to explodeten minutes after ignition. mr. vikram, my helicopter is ready,at the old airport. you may go. if anyone tries to move, i'll shoot. hold it! don't try to venture out, father. let me go, son. will you shoot me if i don't stop?
no, you can't shoot me. becausemy blood runs down your veins. you've already shed that blood.you've also extracted its price. . . .along with interest. we're her sons. you neverconsidered her your wife. she's your wife, yet youtried to trade the relationship. mr. vikram! take me along. what're these?- sandals. size? six.- not six, eunuch. nine.
nine, cockeye! daddy, hurry up, come on. my brother. embrace well, for the last time.you won't get another chance. because you will die here. andyour parents, in the helicopter. i've fixed a time-bomb in it. amit, save ma. come with me. what's wrong?- a truck is trapped in the middle.
stop father! my arm is injured. ican't drive. what to do? go straight. dead straight. right! oh no, no entry. to the right. right, very good. straight. left.
stop, stop. ma's car has met with an accident.- what? i'll be back. ma! ma! are you all right, ma?- where's your father? must've gone for the helicopter. but jaggi hasplanted a time-bomb in it. what? time-bomb?- yes. son, save your father, somehow.- but ma, you. . don't worry about me,son. save my husband.
save my husband.- yes, ma. let's go, kishan. left. left. faster kishan. speed up. faster! why did you risk it here? jump off. no amit. whatever we do,we'll do it together. father!- no use. the rotors are too loud. amit, i can't hold on.- don't let go. we're too high up.
father, there's a time-bombplanted inside. land the copter. son of a gun! you think i'm afool to fall for your words? believe me, it's wired. i am telling the truth thatthere is a time bomb in it. there it is. brother, jump off when i tell you.- right. jump. open your eyes, slowly. that's right.
ma..- kishan. ma, i can see. i can see, ma. i can see. who donated his eyes forme, amit? is he alive? yes, kishan. - how couldhe when he's still alive? how could he?- doctors say that. . . .if due to an accidentsomeone suffers cortical blindness. . . .he can donate his eyes.- amit, i want to meet him. so that i can thank him.- no need to thank, son.
you?- son, so much i owed you. i was the one whosnatched your eyesight. now that i've given you myeyes, i've only repaid you.
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