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Dialogue: 0,9:59:59.99,9:59:59.99,Default,,0000,0000,0000,,\N\N- How are you, Gangubai?\N- I am fine.\N\N2\N\NLook at your house. Your family\Nis starving, your wife has T.B.\N\N3\N\NYou're back!\N\N4\N\NBharati, what's happened?\N\N5\N\NThey said you had T.B.\N\N6\N\N- Haven't you eaten?\N- We haven't eaten for days.\N\N7\N\NDid Robert send you any money\Nwhile I was in prison?\N\N8\N\NNo. Anyway, I wouldn't accept it\N\N9\N\NMy children...\N\N10\N\N...won't be raised\Non dirty money.\N\N11\N\NWhere are you going?\N\N12\N\NAmar, my son\N\N13\N\NWhat's up?\N\N14\N\NI'm hiding this pistol,\Nor Anthony will take it\N\N15\N\NTake her away!\N\N16\NDon't you recognize me?\N\N17\N\NI'm Kishenlal, your driver.\N\N18\N\NHave you already\Nforgotten that day...\N\N19\N\N...you ran from the police\Nto my house.\N\N20\N6\NIs Kishenlal in?\N\N21\N\N- Sir, why did you bother?\N- It's important.\N\N22\NI had an accident.\NI ran over a man. He's dead.\N\N23\N\NI want you to take the blame.\N\N24\N\NAs a loyal employee, you must\Nprotect your boss' interests.\N\N25\N\NDon't worry. I'll look\Nafter your children.\N\N26\N\NI took all the blame\Nbecause of you.\N\N27\N\NI was imprisoned\Nin order to save you.\N\N28\N\NBecause you promised\Nto look after my family.\N\N29\N\NThat you would send them money.\N\N30\N\NYou didn't send a penny,\Nlet alone double the wages.\N\N31\N\NIs that your word?\N\N32\N\NWhy is this whisky so bland?\NI forgot the ice.\N\N33\N\NThe ice? How would you recall\Na poor man's plight?\N\N34\N\NCome to the point!\NI have no time to waste.\N\N35\N\NI've come here empty-handed.\NMy wife has T.B.\N\N36\N\NMy children are starving.\NI'm not asking for my wages...\N\N37\N\N...l'm begging for help.\N\N38\N\NI have no time for beggars.\N\N39\N\NGet a job!\N\N40\N\NWhy hesitate? There's dignity\Nin all honest labor.\N\N41\N\NYou want money? You'll get it.\N\N42\N\NLike a mirror.\N\N43\N\NYou said I hadn't sent\Nyour family even an anna?\N\N44\N\NOne anna?\N\N45\N\NDid you expect 10,000 rupees\Nfor shining shoes?\N\N46\N6\NRobert, you mock the\Nneed of the poor.\N\N47\N\NIt will cost you dear.\N\N48\N\NYou're drunk\Nwith wealth today.\N\N49\N\NSome day, I swear,\NI'll sober you down.\N\N50\N\NTo hurt me, you need more\Nbullets than you'll ever have.\N\N51\N\NFollow that car!\NIt's filled with gold.\N\N52\N1\N- Where's your mother?\N- She left this.\N\N53\N1\N"I'm going to end my life"\N\N54\N\N"I don't want you to spend all\Nyour money on my treatment...\N\N55\N\N...use it for the children.\NYour Bharati"\N\N56\N\NGet in the car!\N\N57\N\N- Where are you going to?\N- Robert's men are after me.\N\N58\N\NThey'll be here any minute.\NThe children are in danger.\N\N59\N4\NBharati's gone,\Nnow you're off too?\N\N60\N\NWhere's Kishenlal going?\N\N61\N\NThe house is empty.\NLooks like Kishenlal escaped.\N\N62\N\NAmar, stay here.\NI'll be right back.\N\N63\N\NFather, don't leave us.\N\N64\N\NAre you hungry? I'll go\Nand fetch something.\N\N65\N\NThe car's on fire.\N\N66\NGet down. Hurry!\N\N67\N\NWhat happened?\N\N68\N\NWe don't know.\N\N69\N\NNo one must go down. Get it?\N\N70\N\NCall the ambulance!\NAnd the fire brigade.\N\N71\N\NKishenlal and his children\Nwere in the car.\N\N72\N\NWhat's the matter?\NWhy are you crying?\N\N73\N\NWhose child is he?\N\N74\N\NGod, Yours is indeed\Na strange world.\N\N75\N\NPeople have children they can't\Nraise, so they abandon them.\N\N76\N1\NDon't worry, my child.\NI'll look after you.\N\N77\NLook, I brought food for you!\N\N78\N\NSister, are you badly hurt?\NGet up...\N\N79\N\NI can't see.\N\N80\N\NI want to die. Let me die!\N\N81\N\NIt's a terrible sin\Nto commit suicide.\N\N82\N\NOthers have a right\Non your life, too.\N\N83\N\NThat's probably why God\Ntook away my sight.\N\N84\N\NI will drop you home.\N\N85\N\NWhy is this child crying?\N\N86\N\NHe was deserted near Borivali.\N\N87\N\NAllah may have wanted me\Nto raise the infant.\N\N88\N\NMay God bless you both\Nand keep you well.\N\N89\N\NHere we are.\N\N90\N\NThank you.\N\N91\N\NDon't thank me.\NTake care of yourself.\N\N92\N\N- What happened to you?\N- I've lost my sight.\N\N93\N\NWhere are my husband\Nand children?\N\N94\N\NThey died in a car accident.\NI saw it all with my own eyes.\N\N95\N\NIt seems his mother\Nhas committed suicide.\N\N96\N\NDue to poverty, his father\Nhas deserted him.\N\N97\N\NPut him in the car safely.\N\N98\N\NAmar! Where are my\Nchildren?\N\N99\N\NFather, I want to confess.\N\N100\N\NI sold my school books.\N\N101\N\NThere was a dead man on the\Nstreet, I paid for his funeral.\N\N102\N1\NIt isn't for you to do.\NYou should call the police.\N\N103\N\NI won't go to the police.\N\N104\N\NI look like a trouble-maker.\N\N105\N\NThey'd put me in the lock-up.\N\N106\N\NThat would be good.\N\N107\N\NYou mean you'd want them to?\N\N108\N\NYou're forever getting\Ninto a fight.\N\N109\N\NWho did I hit?\N\N110\N\NYou hit an innocent man.\N\N111\N\NYou mean Peter? Don't talk\Nof him, Father.\N\N112\N\NHe makes unlicensed liquor,\Nand pours gutter water in it.\N\N113\N\NYou'd die in 2 instead of\N20 years.\N\N114\N\NYou sell honey, do you?\N\N115\N\NI have a license, Father.\NAnd my liquor's unadulterated!\N\N116\N\NTry some!\N\N117\N\NYou don't drink.\N\N118\N\NI say this as your guardian,\Nnot as a priest.\N\N119\N\NGive this up!\NOr I'll tell the police.\N\N120\N0\NThen lodge a complaint...\N\N121\N\N...against her, too.\N\N122\N\NI give her half my earnings\Nfor charity.\N\N123\N\NYou're trying to bribe her?\N\N124\N\NHow can I do that, Father?\N\N125\N\NWhatever she gives,\NI give back 50% for the poor.\N\N126\N3\NWe made a deal, didn't we?\N\N127\N2\NI care about the poor,\Njust as much as she does.\N\N128\N\NYou're quiet?\NOne day, you'll talk.\N\N129\N\NAnthony! There's been an\Naccident outside.\N\N130\N\N- How did this happen?\N- A hit and run case.\N\N131\N\NDon't stare, call a taxi!\N\N132\N\NThere's been an accident.\N\N133\N\NWho's accident?\N\N134\N\NA lady's hit.\N\N135\N\N- Where is she?\N- Nanavati Hospital.\N\N136\N\NI'm on my way.\N\N137\N\NThere's no need to pretend.\NYou're perfectly all right.\N\N138\N\NYour stethoscope isn't working.\NPut your hand on my heart.\N\N139\N\NYou'll know how this heart,\Nthis body, is aching all over.\N\N140\N\NMy heart is a storehouse of pain.\N\N141\N\NSo your songs are failures?\N\N142\N\NThat's why you're playing patient?\N\N143\N\NTo ease this aching heart,\NI've come to invite you.\N\N144\N\NNice place to give an invitation\N\N145\N\NWhere else can we meet? I've\Nto pretend to be a patient.\N\N146\N\NAe your house. Your father\Nchases me with a stick.\N\N147\N\NIt's of no use really.\N\N148\N\NFather won't let me\Ncome to the show.\N\N149\N\NIf he does, he'll insist on\Nbringing the whole clan.\N\N150\N\NTheir blood isn't enough.\NWe'll need another transfusion.\N\N151\N\NWill we find\Na RH negative type?\N\N152\N\NWell, I'd better leave\N...here's the invitation.\N\N153\N\NYour blood group's\NRH negative?\N\N154\N\NI belong to all groups. If your\Nfather agreed, we'd form another.\N\N155\N\NWill you give blood to a\Nwoman, for my sake?\N\N156\N\NGive blood? For you, I'll give\Nmy life. Just say the word.\N\N157\N3\NNurse, take him to get ready\Nto give blood.\N\N158\N\NSure. Come on.\N- Let's go.\N\N159\N\NTheir names?\N\N160\N\NI was in jail for 2 years.\NWhere's Anthony? He's taken over.\N\N161\N\NThere's one bottle left.\N\N162\N\NBreak it, then pay for the damage.\N\N163\N\NYou've made this place\NAnthony Ville.\N\N164\N\NThe police put you inside.\N\N165\N\NSo I called this place\Nafter myself, and so?\N\N166\N\NCome on, pay up!\N\N167\N\NYour going to take money from me?\N- Of course!\N\N168\N\NDump him, along with\Nthe rest of the rubbish.\N\N169\N\NWell done, brother Anthony!\N\N170\N\NYou've cleaned up this area,\Nyou've made it decent.\N\N171\N\NMay Allah give you strength\Nand may he weaken the crooks.\N\N172\N\NI haven't seen you around.\N\N173\N\NIt can't be helped.\NI'm busy preparing my concerts.\N\N174\N\NI've come to invite you to\Ntoday's program. You'll come?\N\N175\N\NOf course I'll come.\NI couldn't miss it.\N\N176\N\NAny unsold tickets?\NI'll sell them.\N\N177\N\NWith Allah's blessings,\Nwe're sold out.\N\N178\N\NBe sure to come. Don't sell the\Nticket on the black market.\N\N179\N3\NAre you Akbar?\N\N180\N\NYes, what are you\Ndoing here?\N\N181\N\NMy son, you saved my life\Nthat day you gave blood.\N\N182\N\NI cannot give you much\Nexcept my good wishes.\N\N183\N\NI've brought flowers.\N\N184\N\NThey're lovely.\N\N185\N\NTie them around my wrist.\N\N186\N\NIf your blessings are with me,\Ntoday, I will be a success.\N\N187\N\NSon, may God grant\Nyou success.\N\N188\N\NNow I must go inside.\N\N189\N\N- Where can I get a ticket?\N- It's a full house.\N\N190\N\NWhere can I get a ticket?\N\N191\N\NThere are no extra tickets.\N\N192\N\NCan I get a ticket?\N\N193\N\NWhat are you doing\Nin this crowd?\N\N194\N\N- Who are you?\N- Anthony Gonsalves.\N\N195\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N196\N\NI came to give Akbar flowers.\NI'd like to go in.\N\N197\N\N- Come with me.\N- But there are no tickets.\N\N198\N\NNever mind.\NI have a special pass.\N\N199\N\NYou sit in my seat, I'll sit\Nat your feet. Come, mother.\N\N200\N\NA girl hitches lifts, then she\Nand her friends rob the driver.\N\N201\N4\NA girl?\N\N202\N\NHe is a photographer...\N\N203\N\N...they robbed him today.\N\N204\N\NHe managed to take a\Nphotograph of the girl.\N\N205\N\NSomeone stole my purse.\NI don't even have bus fare.\N\N206\N\NCan you take me to\Nthe cross roads?\N\N207\N\NGet in.\N\N208\N\N- Where do you live?\N- I have several homes.\N\N209\N\NI am even prepared to come\Nto your home.\N\N210\N\NA good idea, but I have\Nno home, either.\N\N211\N\NYou look clever, may be\Nyou can find somewhere to stop.\N\N212\N\NThe police?\N\N213\N1\NYou get scared easily.\N- Yes.\N\N214\N\NI'll take you where even\Nthe police fear to tread.\N\N215\N\NAll right. Ae least, I'll see\Nwhere the police fear to tread.\N\N216\N\N- This is the place.\N- There is nothing here.\N\N217\N\NWhat are you doing?\N\N218\N\NPay up, or I'll scream\Nyou were trying to rape me.\N\N219\N\N- Shall I scream for help?\N- Go ahead.\N\N220\N5\NHelp! Help!\N\N221\N\NWhat happened?\N\N222\N\NThis man tried to rape me!\N\N223\N\NYou look a decent sort.\NAren't you ashamed of yourself?\N\N224\N\NTrying to rape decent girls.\NLet's call the police.\N\N225\N\NIs it necessary? Can't\Nwe settle this between us?\N\N226\N\NAll right. Give us all you've\Ngot and we'll say no more.\N\N227\N\NArrest them all.\N\N228\N\NYou didn't run.\N\N229\N\NYou'd rather be arrested?\N\N230\N\NArrest me. Ae least I'll escape\Nfrom this terrible life.\N\N231\N\NYou're forced to do this?\N\N232\N\NWhat else can I do?\NI'm an orphan.\N\N233\N\NMy stepmother and brother beat me,\Nand starve my grandmother.\N\N234\N\NArrest me, Inspector, so that\NI can be free.\N\N235\N\NVery well, then.\NCome with me.\N\N236\N\NThe police have\Narrested Ranjeet.\N\N237\N\NYou go free and let my\Nson be arrested!\N\N238\N\NI've begged you not\Nto force me to help them.\N\N239\N\NYou're named after the Goddess\Nof wealth. You must make me rich.\N\N240\N\NGo and get him freed somehow.\N\N241\N\NHow can I get him freed?\NI haven't money for bail.\N\N242\N\NI don't care how.\NGet the money!\N\N243\N\NMoney?\N\N244\N\NYou! Old hag!\N\N245\N\NYou've one foot in the grave,\Nyet you sport fancy jewelry.\N\N246\N\NTake off those earrings!\N\N247\N\NNo, I've kept them for Laxmi,\Nfor her wedding.\N\N248\N\NIf girls like Laxmi wed,\Nall brothels will close down.\N\N249\N1\NDo as I say, or I'll pull\Nthose earrings off you.\N\N250\N\N- Let go of her!\N- Who are you?\N\N251\N\NI've heard everything.\NLet go of them.\N\N252\N\NWho are you?\N\N253\N\NYou got him?\N\N254\N\NWhat better bracelets than\Nthese could you find?\N\N255\N\NIt's a mistake.\N\N256\N\NTell him we're decent people.\N\N257\N\NAsk her how much I love her.\N\N258\N\NI've understood all.\N\N259\N\NWhat's this? You've had me caught?\NI'll get my revenge!\N\N260\N\NGod bless you, my son.\N\N261\N\NI don't care about myself,\Nbut I'm worried about her.\N\N262\N\NWhen Ranjeet returns,\Nhe'll kill my grand-daughter.\N\N263\N\NThat won't happen. He escaped,\Nbut we'll soon catch him.\N\N264\N\NTill then, the C.I.D. Will guard\Nthe house. You can live in peace.\N\N265\N\NThis house is theirs,\Nnot ours.\N\N266\N\NThey don't even pay the rent.\NThe landlord's after them.\N\N267\N\NThen come with me.\N\N268\N\NWhere?\N\N269\N\NTo my house.\N\N270\N\NYou swine! You've\Ndropped priceless stuff.\N\N271\N\NYou?\N\N272\N\NWhere's my daughter?\N\N273\N\NInsolent fellow! You've\Nruined my shoe. Polish it!\N\N274\N\NLike a mirror!\N\N275\N\N- It must reflect my face!\N- Where's my daughter?\N\N276\N\N- What daughter?\N- You stole her away one night.\N\N277\N\N- I don't remember a thing.\N- Please try.\N\N278\N\NWhen I was asleep...\N\N279\N\NRemember?\N\N280\N\NYes, now I've got it.\N\N281\N6\NWhy is the whisky so bland?\NNo ice!\N\N282\N\NRemember this anna?\N\N283\N\NIt's the coin you flung at me,\Nyears ago, to mock my poverty.\N\N284\N\NForgive me.\NHave mercy on me.\N\N285\N\NNo, never!\N\N286\N\NMister Robert! I've bought all\Nyour men. I've replaced you...\N\N287\N\N...and you're at my mercy.\N\N288\N\NTell me where\Nmy daughter is.\N\N289\N\NYou impoverished\Nmy family for years.\N\N290\N\NYou separated them\Nfrom me forever.\N\N291\N\NInspite of that, I cared for\Nyour daughter like my own.\N\N292\N\NI sent her to study abroad.\N\N293\N\N- She's returning this week.\N- Let me meet her just once.\N\N294\N\NNo! I won't let you.\N\N295\N\NYou'll suffer as I've suffered,\Ndeprived of my children.\N\N296\N\NDon't be so cruel.\N\N297\N\NHandle this stuff with care.\N\N298\N\NI know you'd try\Nto double-cross me.\N\N299\N\NBut you can't.\NSeize him!\N\N300\N\NDon't move or I'll shoot!\N\N301\N\NTwice in a life, a man\Nis in such a hurry.\N\N302\N\NAn Olympic race,\Nor a police chase.\N\N303\N2\NBiscuits?\N\N304\N49\NFrom which factory?\NLooks like imported stuff.\N\N305\N\NHide me,\Nthe police are after me.\N\N306\N\NWhy should I?\N\N307\N\NI could get a big reward,\Nand have my photo in the paper.\N\N308\N\NI'll give you half this gold.\N\N309\N\N- Have you hurt a policeman?\N- No. I swear it.\N\N310\N\NWhat about the loot?\N\N311\N\NWe split it three ways:\NYou, me, and my partner.\N\N312\N\NHim up there;\Nwe work together.\N\N313\N\NBut three ways...\N\N314\N\NI'll call the police.\N\N315\N\NO.K. I agree.\N\N316\N\NI don't want any treachery,\Nor I'll get fierce.\N\N317\N\NI swear by Jesus!\N\N318\N\NHow is my Superintendent?\N\N319\N\NAs a child I was separated\Nfrom my parents.\N\N320\N\NHe's like a father to me.\NI won't be orphaned again.\N\N321\N\NIf anything happens to\Nmy Superintendent...\N\N322\N\N...l'll not leave\Nany of you alive.\N\N323\N\NTell me who shot him.\N\N324\N\N- Do you remember?\N- Yes. His name's Robert.\N\N325\N\NWhat's the name of the man\Nyou worked for?\N\N326\N\NInspector Desai would\Nlike a word, sir.\N\N327\N\NAmar, this man\Nhas seen Robert.\N\N328\N\N- Where?\N- With Anthony in Anthonyville.\N\N329\N\NMake inquires there.\N\N330\N\NYes you.\NCome here.\N\N331\N\NMy bar has a license; you\Ncan see the number written.\N\N332\N\NA cold drink for the gentleman.\N\N333\N\NWho's Anthony?\N\N334\N\NHe must be next door, sir.\NWait here, I'll go and see.\N\N335\N\NI've seen you somewhere.\N\N336\N\NI'm not surprised. In big papers\Nyou'll find small photos of me.\N\N337\N\NWhen I gave blood to an old\Nwoman, you gave some, too.\N\N338\N\NAren't you Anthony?\N\N339\N\NBut my name is not just that.\NIt's Anthony Gonsalves.\N\N340\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N341\N\NWhat Robert?\N\N342\N\NThe fast bowler\NAndy Robert?\N\N343\N\NHe went back to the West Indies.\NNow I must be on my way, too.\N\N344\N\NLook, I've lived around\Nhere for 22 years.\N\N345\N\NI greet everyone important;\NI even greeted you.\N\N346\N\NNo one treats me like this,\Nthis is the first and last time.\N\N347\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N348\N\NIf it wasn't for the respect\NI have for your uniform...\N\N349\N\N...you'd be in hospital\Nby now.\N\N350\N\NSo you want to show off\Nto your people?\N\N351\N\NYou're the big boss here,\Nisn't that it?\N\N352\N\NYou won't fight because\Nyou respect the uniform?\N\N353\N\NSo you're through.\N\N354\N\NBrother, we had a shake\Nhands in the end, eh?\N\N355\N\NYou know karate? May be\Nyou know kung fu, too.\N\N356\N\NYou should've told me; I must\Nbe mad, fighting with you.\N\N357\N\NThose tricks are stale.\N\N358\N\NSo, brother?\N\N359\N\NThe trick worked, eh?\N\N360\N\NI don't hurt the police.\NThey're like family.\N\N361\N\NLet him go.\N\N362\N\NWhat happened?\N\N363\N\NYou're the big boss. Get up!\NWhat'll everyone think of you?\N\N364\N\NPartner, you're in this beating\Nfifty-fifty, too. I'm going on.\N\N365\N\NYou got me, but by cheating.\NIt hurts a lot, Inspector.\N\N366\N\NI've never had\Nsuch a beating.\N\N367\N\NI've taken on ten at a time,\Nand they've never touched me.\N\N368\N\NI only gave you a couple of\Nblows, but they were solid.\N\N369\N\NTalking won't save you.\N\N370\N\NAmar, I've brought your\Nfavorite flowers today.\N\N371\N\NThey're beautiful. Why do\Nyou take this trouble everyday?\N\N372\N\NTrouble, son?\N\N373\N\NMother?\N\N374\N\NThat sounds like Anthony.\N\N375\N\NWho else could have such a\Nsolid voice? He really beat me.\N\N376\N\N- What's he doing here?\N- He's in a lock-up.\N\N377\N\NBut he's a good boy.\N\N378\N\NHe gave me blood as you did.\NHe, too, is like a son to me.\N\N379\N\NWhat's that you say, mother?\N\N380\N\NIf we're both your sons,\Nthen we ought to be brothers.\N\N381\N\NEh, brother?\N\N382\N\NSay yes.\N\N383\N\NAmar son, let him go.\N\N384\N\NHe isn't the sort\Nto let me go.\N\N385\N\NNot even if I were\Nhis real brother.\N\N386\N\NHe's very stern.\N\N387\N\NHe's not like that at all.\N\N388\N\NConstable, it's time\Nto take him to court.\N\N389\N\NIt's my first time in court.\NGive me a flower for luck.\N\N390\N\NI will give the judge the\Nflower and make him my father.\N\N391\N\NMay God bless you.\N\N392\N\NWhere's Anthony?\N\N393\N\NOpen the blindfold.\N\N394\N\NWhere am I?\N\N395\N\NAm I at home?\N\N396\N\NYes. Ae your dear father's.\N\N397\N\NIf you were, no one would dare\Nkidnap me and bring me here.\N\N398\N\NIsn't that so?\N\N399\N\NI told ma, if the judge was\Nstern, I'd make him my father.\N\N400\N\N- Do you want to eat?\N- Why not?\N\N401\N\NIf my father asks,\Nhow can I refuse?\N\N402\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N403\N\NHe's asking you.\N\N404\N\NI'm asking you.\N\N405\N\NWho? Me?\N\N406\N\NWhy are you hitting me?\N\N407\N\NI want my mother's blessings.\N\N408\N\NLet him go.\N\N409\N\NYou believe in God?\N\N410\N\NI believe in all faiths. I pray\Nat temples, mosques and churches.\N\N411\N\NSometimes, I end up at\Nthe police station, too.\N\N412\N\NO.K. I'll sit quiet.\N\N413\N\NFor the last time...\Nwhere's Robert?\N\N414\N\NIf you don't tell me now,\Nmy men will make you talk.\N\N415\N\NThat won't be necessary.\N\N416\N\NI've eaten your salt.\NI won't lie.\N\N417\N\NI can't remember where\NI last saw Robert.\N\N418\N\NI need some fresh air.\N\N419\N\NYou'll get fresh air\Nright here.\N\N420\N\NKeep him still.\N\N421\N\NFeed him until he\Ntells us where Robert is.\N\N422\N\NI'm eating, I'm eating.\N\N423\N\NI've lost my appetite.\N\N424\N\NSome air, please!\N\N425\N\NYou should be ashamed\Nof yourselves.\N\N426\N\NSo many of you and he\Nstill escaped!\N\N427\N\NI don't want to hear anything!\N\N428\N\NSearch every corner\Nof the city. Find him!\N\N429\N\NYou?\N\N430\N\NLock up! Most prisoners\Naren't as decent as me.\N\N431\N\NBrother, it seems I got myself\Ninto this mess needlessly.\N\N432\N\NYou asked for Robert. So did\Nthe gangster who snatched me.\N\N433\N\NWhat gangster?\N\N434\N\NHow do I know?\NI gave him the slip.\N\N435\N\NWhen you had the chance to\Nescape, why did you come back?\N\N436\N\NIf I didn't come back, your job\Nwould be at risk, wouldn't it?\N\N437\N\NMother said you and me\Nare like brothers.\N\N438\N\NSo we're brothers.\N\N439\N\NHow can one brother\Ncheat the other?\N\N440\N\NAnthony, you go on about us\Ntwo being like brothers.\N\N441\N\NYet you refuse to tell me where\NRobert is. He shot my chief.\N\N442\N\NRobert shot your chief?\NThen he lied to me.\N\N443\N\NI'll show you where Robert is.\N\N444\N\NJohn, where's Robert?\N\N445\N\NHe hit me and ran away.\N\N446\N\NWhy didn't you stop him?\N\N447\N\NHe ought to be in jail.\N\N448\N\NI've made a big mistake.\N\N449\N\NHe didn't say he shot\Nat the police or I'd...\N\N450\N\NPut me back in jail,\Nif you like.\N\N451\N\NIf we don't get him within\Na month, you'll be inside.\N\N452\N\NSo you'd better start\Nlooking for him right away.\N\N453\N\NDidn't I warn you that if you\Ndidn't behave better...\N\N454\N\N...the police would\Nsurely come here?\N\N455\N\NI warned you. You got\Ninto trouble, didn't you?\N\N456\N\NWill you obey me now?\N\N457\N\NThen get married.\N\N458\N\NAnything you say, but I'm not\Ngoing to marry.\N\N459\N\NWhy not?\N\N460\N\NI must find someone on the\Nright plane.\N\N461\N\NPlane? What do you mean?\N\N462\N\NOne who'd set the violin of\Nthe heart to play automatically.\N\N463\N\NBells of the mind to chime.\N\N464\N\NIt should feel as though\Nan angle from heaven...\N\N465\N\N...has landed in a plane at the\Nairport of my heart.\N\N466\N\NHowll you know your daughter?\N\N467\N\NIt's simple. You see that man\Nwith the black hat?\N\N468\N\NThe girl he greets\Nwill be my daughter.\N\N469\N\NWelcome home. Don't you\Nrecognize me...\N\N470\N\N...your late father's friend?\N\N471\N\NCome daughter.\N- What is all this?\N\N472\NDon't worry. I'm your father.\NHe's my enemy, trying to kidnap you.\N\N473\N\NI'll explain everything\Nin the car.\N\N474\N\N- Uncle, what was all that?\N- A little drama, to protect you.\N\N475\N\NThe man who just left\Nis your father's murderer.\N\N476\N\NHe had come to kidnap you;\NI'll tell you all about it.\N\N477\N\NTwenty two years ago,\Non 15th august...\N\N478\N\N...I was trying to escape from\Nthat man.\N\N479\N\NI hid my three sons in Borivali\NPark and ran away.\N\N480\N\NThose people pursued me.\N\N481\N\NI shook them off. When I got\Nback to the park, it was empty.\N\N482\N\NMy children had been\Nseparated from me.\N\N483\N\NGod willing, you will surely\Nfind your children...\N\N484\N\N...and that man will be\Npunished.\N\N485\N\NDon't move!\N\N486\N\NMy life is in danger;\Nstay where you are.\N\N487\N\NWell done, Ranjeet! I did well\Nto take you into my gang.\N\N488\N\NIt was nothing, Robert;\Njust a sample of what I can do.\N\N489\N\NYou know what to do with her,\Ndon't you? Take her away!\N\N490\N\NJenny, this is Zebesko.\N\N491\N\NHe's your bodyguard; he'll\Naccompany you wherever you go.\N\N492\N\NThat's not mine.\N\N493\N\NNot your's? Then whose is it?\N\N494\N\NNow what?\N\N495\N\NThat isn't mine, either.\N\N496\N\NNo, this is mine.\N\N497\N\NKeep it, it will\Nsuit you very well.\N\N498\N\NIt's Easter. You and I...\N\N499\N\NWill you come\Nto a dance with me?\N\N500\N\NI'm going to the Catholic\NGymkhana with someone else.\N\N501\N\NStay here. Don't go away.\N\N502\N\NPlease come. The bells of\Nmy mind have begun to chime.\N\N503\N\NCome along. Jenny\N\N\N\NSo you got a hammering?\N\N\NThat's why I've told you\Nnot to drink.\N\N3\N\NDrinking is a terrible thing.\N\N4\N46\NIf you weren't drunk, you think\Nthat fatso could've hit you?\N\N5\N\NYou can beat up 10 men\Nat a time.\N\N6\N\NBut you never listen to me.\N\N7\N\NDo you ever?\N\N8\N\NLook at your face.\N\N9\N\NHow much he beat you!\N\N10\N\NYou look a complete idiot!\N\N11\N\NStand still.\N\N12\NI'll put some ointment.\N\N13\N\NDon't move!\N\N14\NWhy are you moving?\N\N15\N\NLook man... it'll burn\Na little.\N\N16\N\NDon't scream.\N\N17\N\NI'll get very angry.\N\N18\N\NIt burns a little,\Ndoesn't it?\N\N19\N\NThat's why I tell you\Nnot to drink.\N\N20\N\NDrinking is terrible.\N\N21\N\NI'll put on a bandage.\N\N22\N\NYou'll be fine by the morning.\N\N23\N\NAll right. I'm off to bed.\NYou'd better get some sleep.\N\N24\N\NFather, I have a\Nconfession to make.\N\N25\N\NAnthony was beaten up\Nbecause of me.\N\N26\N\NI like him very much...\N\N27\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N28\N\NI was dusting the box. I saw you,\Nso I thought, I'd try my luck.\N\N29\N,931\N- It's a sin to listen in.\N- I'll ask pardon.\N\N30\N\N- No, not in here.\N- Then where?\N\N31\N\NOutside.\N\N32\N\NBut Zebesko's there.\N\N33\N\NWhy does he hover over you?\N\N34\N\NWhat can I do?\NHe's my bodyguard.\N\N35\N\NFrom now,\NI'll be your bodyguard.\N\N1\N\NLook at what I got. A camera to\Ntake your picture with.\N\N2\N\NNot today; father is at home.\NCome back tomorrow.\N\N3\N\NTo hell with your father!\N\N4\N\NWe'll meet tomorrow.\N\N5\N\NTomorrow! Tomorrow\Nnever comes!\N\N6\N\NBijli, why have you\Ncome here?\N\N7\N\NYou haven't been\Nto see me for ages.\N\N8\N\NSo I thought I'd come\Nand see you.\N\N9\N\NSo he's a Casanova!\N\N10\N\NGo away! If anyone sees you,\Nmy reputation'll be at stake.\N\N11\N\NI'll photograph the father.\N\N12\N\NJust pay up\Nsix months expenses...\N\N13\N\N...or in a flash I'll have\Nyou branded a sinner.\N\N14\N\NIt must have been lightning.\N\N15\N\NNot yet...\N\N16\N\N...when lightning flashes,\Nyour timberyard will be destroyed.\N\N17\N\NJust go away and I'll\Nsent the money to you.\N\N18\N\NIt'll be in your own interest.\N\N19\N\NSo, Taiyyab Ali, you had\NAkbar beaten up by thugs?\N\N20\N\N- Did you or didn't you?\N- I did.\N\N21\N\NStop him. Inform the police!\N\N22\N\NJust stay put!\N\N23\N\NPhone the police!\N\N24\N\NI've brought your father-in-law\Nand a priest...\N\N25\N\N...to get you and Salma\Nmarried.\N\N26\N\NGet on with it, priest.\N\N27\N\NListen to me, Lofty.\N\N28\N\N- How high are you, Shorty?\N- Four feet, four inches.\N\N29\N\NI'll reduce you to two\Nfeet, two inches.\N\N30\N\NNo, Anthony brother, I won't\Nget married like this.\N\N31\N\NDon't you play up.\N\N32\N\NI had to drag this priest away\Nfrom another marriage.\N\N33\N\NI could have become violent\Nif I'd wanted to.\N\N34\N\NBut I wish to win people over\Nwith love, not with force.\N\N35\N\NDon't talk of philosophy\Nand decency. I've heard enough.\N\N36\N\NAnd now you refuse\Nto marry?\N\N37\N\NUntil he willingly gives me\Nhis daughter's hand...\N\N38\N\N...I won't marry.\N\N39\N\NHe'll be willing\Nafter I sort him out.\N\N40\N\NI'm giving you a last chance.\N\N41\N\NYou'll amount to nothing.\NHe'll marry her to someone else.\N\N42\N\NThen don't whine about being\Ncrossed in love. I'll wallop you.\N\N43\N\NGo to hell!\N\N44\N\NComing, shorty?\N\N45\N\NI don't find this insolence\Nvery funny. Let me go.\N\N46\N\NWhere are you going?\N\N47\N\NWho are you to ask me?\N\N48\N\NTo meet that layabout Anthony?\N\N49\N\NWatch your tongue!\NYou're only my bodyguard.\N\N50\N\NI agree. I'm your bodyguard.\N\N51\N\NI'll guard your body\Nall life long.\N\N52\N\NSo no one else touches it.\N\N53\N\NWhat nonsense!\N\N54\N\NI'm talking nothing but sense.\NYou will marry me.\N\N55\N\NIf your arm had been steel,\NI'd have bent it.\N\N56\N5\NI need to talk to Robert.\N\N57\N\NTelephone for you.\N\N58\N\NYour daughter is with me.\N\N59\N\NWho are you?\N\N60\N\NWhat can you pay for your daughter?\N\N\NI can pay anything.\N\N62\N\NIf you say I can marry your daughter\Nthen you can have her back.\N\N63\N\NI agree.\N\N64\N\NThen come to 325 Silverbeas.\N\N65\N\NWhere's Jenny?\N\N66\N\NTo meet her boyfriend.\N\N67\N\NYes. The one that she meets\Nsecretly.\N\N68\N\NGracie is with her.\N\N69\N\NAre you her bodyguard or\Nis Gracie?\N\N70\N\NDon't let this happen again.\N\N71\N\NLooks like they are here.\N\N72\NThe guy behind seems to\Nbe in a hurry.\N\N73\N\NThey only drive this fast\Non 2 occasions.\N\N74\N\NIt's an Olympic race.\N\N75\N\NOr a police chase.\N\N76\N\NDay and night, all you\Nthink of is Jenny.\N\N77\N\NWhen I can, I'll stop the car,\NGet out at once.\N\N78\N\N- What about you?\N- Don't worry, I'll handle them.\N\N79\N\NRun over him!\N\N80\N\NYou see to him\NI'll look after Jenny.\N\N81\N\NCome along, father.\N\N82\N\NSorry, there are no\Nempty beds.\N\N83\N\NBed 102 must be empty.\N\N84\N\NAkbar is in bed 102.\N\N85\N0\NThat's me!\NI left two hours ago.\N\N86\N\NHe's badly hurt,\Nadmit him at once.\N\N87\N\NWhat name?\NKishenlal.\N\N88\N\NKishenlal's escaped again!\NWhen'll I get my daughter back?\N\N89\N\NDon't worry, Robert,\NYou'll get Jenny soon.\N\N90\N\NYou promised to let me\Nmarry her.\N\N91\N\NI don't remember any such\Npromise.\N\N92\N\NDo you forget your promises\Nso quickly? Never mind.\N\N93\N\NI'll show you a man who'll\Nhelp you remember your promises.\N\N94\N\NWho is he?\N\N95\N\NSo your men brought me here.\N\N96\N\NNo I knew nothing about it,\Nbrother.\N\N97\N\NWe had the same parents, but\NI'm not a smuggler and murderer.\N\N98\N\NHe was abroad for 10 years,\Nwith an International Bank.\N\N99\N\NI'll tell you why he's here.\N\N100\N\NFor a World Bank Conference.\N\N101\N\NI met him by chance; since\Nthen he's been my guest.\N\N102\N\NRobert, the police are\Nafter you.\N\N103\N\NIf they catch you,\Nyou'll surely hang.\N\N104\N\NThere's only one way out.\NIf you allow Jenny to marry me.\N\N105\N\NYou can impersonate Albert\Nand fly to London.\N\N106\N\NWhat about Albet?\N\N107\N\NAlbert? I'll take\Ncare of him.\N\N108\N\NKishenlal must be in hospital;\Nhe'll tell us where Jenny is.\N\N109\N\NAkbar, son.\N\N110\N\NWhere did the patient go?\N\N111\N\NHe's gone for an operation.\N\N112\N\NBut I have brought him\Nflowers.\N\N113\N\NWhere is the operating\Ntheatre?\N\N114\N\NKishenlal, come round now.\N\N115\N\NWhere is my daughter?\N\N116\N\NAnswer, or else\NI'll kill you.\N\N117\N\NHe won't regain\Nconsciousness like that.\N\N118\N\NYou're a doctor,\Nbring him round.\N\N119\N\NSo your strength lies in this!\NThis protects you!\N\N120\N\NI want to give the patient\Nflowers; open the door, doctor.\N\N121\N\NOpen the door, doctor.\N\N122\N\NSee who it is.\N\N123\N\NThe patient's condition\Nis critical.\N\N124\N\NKishenlal's wife!\N\N125\N\NNow I'll get my daughter.\N\N126\N\NBring her along.\N\N127\N\NJust you sit quiet.\N\N128\N\NI can see again!\N\N129\N\NSon, are you Akbar?\N\N130\N\NThrough your devotion and Sai\NBaba's miracle, I can see again.\N\N131\N\NBut why are you so\Ndisheveled?\N\N132\N\NSome thugs are chasing me,\NI've just escaped from them.\N\N133\N\NDon't worry,\Ncome with me.\N\N134\N\NThis is my father.\N\N135\N\NThis lady sells flowers,\NI've told you about her.\N\N136\N\NShe can see again!\N\N137\N\NIf I am not mistaken...\N\N138\N\N...you are the person I found\Nwounded, twenty-two years ago.\N\N139\N\NI led you to your home;\Ndon't you remember?\N\N140\N\NWas that you?\N\N141\N\NI remember that black night\Nwell; how could I forget it?\N\N142\N\NThat night I was separated\Nfrom my husband and my children.\N\N143\N\NYou had found a lost child;\Nit must be quite grown up now.\N\N144\N\NYes, that child is\Nquite grown up.\N\N145\N\NFather calls him Abu.\N\N146\N\NYou call him son.\N\N147\N\NOthers know him as Akbar.\N\N148\N\NMy Raju!\N\N149\N\NIt's a photo of mine.\N\N150\N\NBut that is a photograph of\NRaju, my youngest son!\N\N151\N\NGod, you are indeed great!\N\N152\N\NThis is know as\NGod's glory.\N\N153\N\NWhen he took away your sight,\NHe also took away your children.\N\N154\N\NNow He restores your sight,\Nand your children.\N\N155\N\NThis is my Raju?\N\N156\N\NCome, we've done our work\N\N157\N\NIt's certain death to go in,\NFather and daughter's trapped.\N\N158\N\NFather is trapped there.\N\N159\N\NI want to thank you, yet I'm\Nashamed to thank you here.\N\N160\N\NNo need to thank me;\NI only did my duty.\N\N161\N\NI'm ashamed because I didn't\Ndo my duty earlier.\N\N162\N\NBut I shall do it today.\NMay God bless you both.\N\N163\N\NSo much has happened today.\NFather gives us his blessing...\N\N164\N22\N...the husband of the lady\Nwho sells flowers...\N\N165\N\N...was admitted.\N\N166\N\NThe man you brought\Nin was her husband.\N\N167\N9\NThis tiny box contains all\Nthe world's happiness for you.\N\N168\N\NWhat is in it?\N\N169\N\NSee for yourself.\N\N170\N\NSindoor?\N\N171\N\NBut I shouldn't wear it.\N\N172\N\NYou must put sindoor\Non your head again today.\N\N173\N\NWhat are you saying?\N\N174\N02:08:30,012 --> 02:08:31,442\NIt's the truth.\N\N175\N\NYour husband is still alive!\N\N176\N\NMy father is still alive!\N\N177\N\NWhen you came to the hospital,\Nfather was being operated on.\N\N178\N\NReally?\N- Yes. Now put this on.\N\N179\N\NSon, take me there.\N\N180\N\NKishenlal? He's left.\N\N181\N\NThis morning his doctor came\Nand had him discharged.\N\N182\N\N- Where has he gone?\N- I don't know.\N\N183\N\NThere must be some mistake.\N\N184\N\NI said that he's gone.\N\N185\N\NWhere could they have gone?\N\N186\N\NDon't worry, mother. Go home.\NI'll report this to the police.\N\N187\N\NWhat name?\N\N188\N\NWhere did he live?\N\N189\N\NBandra Koliwada.\N\N190\N\NThe name sounds familiar.\N\N191\N\NAll right, I'll make\Ninquiries.\N\N192\N\NSorry, sir, I made a mistake.\N\N193\N\NYou made a mistake?\N\N194\N\NKishenlal can forgive\Na killing...\N\N195\N\N...but he's not Robert, he\Nwon't forgive starving a family.\N\N196\N\NTake him away.\N\N197\N\NSister, I have wronged you,\Nforgive me.\N\N198\N\NI'll give you your allowance\Npersonally every month.\N\N199\N\NNothing has changed.\N\N200\N\NBut circumstances\Nhave changed me.\N\N201\N\NOnce Kishenlal and his\Nfamily lived happily here.\N\N202\N\NKishenlal? He lived in\Nthat house, over there.\N\N203\N\NGod, take all I have.\N\N204\N\NJust return my\Nchildren to me.\N\N\NHow did you know that pistol\Nwas buried there?\N\N\NTwenty-two years ago,\Non 15th August...\N\N\N...my father gave it to me.\N\N\NI buried it here to hide it\Nfrom my younger brother.\N\N\NBut why do you ask?\N\N\N\NYou remember the pistol\Nyour father gave you...\N\N\N...but you do not remember\Nyour father?\N\N\NSon, I am your father...\N\N\N...Kishenlal.\N\NThe capital which God snatched\Nfrom me twenty-two years ago...\N\N\N...was returned with interest,\Nmy son has come to be...\N\N\N...a police officer\N\N\NSon, I left two younger\Nbrothers with you.\N\N\NI was reunited with the\Nyoungest only this morning.\N\N\NAnd the other?\N\N\NI want a perfect fitting.\NThe skirt should be graceful.\N\N\NDon't worry,\Nmy father is an expert.\N\N\NWho are you to talk?\NYou've never got married.\N\N\NThe frill should be from neck\Nto waist; absolutely beautiful\N\N\NAkbar, ask your\Nfriend to go out.\N\N\NWhat happened?\N\N\NHe started the fight, so I took\Na step back and swung my fist.\N\N\NAll right, we're going.\NBe sure it's first-class.\N\N\N- Hurry!\N- I'll arrange for the band.\N\N\NBefore you go, I'd like\Nto make an announcement.\N\N\NTomorrow is a joyous\Nday for me.\N\NI invite you all\Nto a happy occasion.\N\N\N22 years ago, on 15th August,\NIndependence Day...\N\N\N...when all were\Ncelebrating...\N\N\Nthe Borivali church...\N\N\N...a three year old child,\Nwith a letter in his hand.\N\N\NSomeone had abandoned him.\N\N\NThat child grew up here,\Nunder the Lord's protection.\N\N\NYou all know him by\Nthe name of Anthony.\N\N\NTomorrow he will marry the\Nbeautiful Miss Jenny...\N\N\N...who is sitting with you.\N\N\NUncle, this is Jenny.\NAre you well?\N\N\NYes, but where are you\Nphoning from?\N\N\NSt. Thomas's Church.\NCongratulations, Uncle\N\N\NCongratulations? What for?\N\N\NYou told me you had lost your\Nsons on Independence Day.\N\NOne has been found.\N\N\NAnd it is him\Nthat I am marrying.\N\N\NWhat did you say?\N\N\NYes, Uncle, and his\Nname is...\N\N\NWho're you?\N\N\NI'm your father;\NI've come to fetch you.\N\N\NI'll scream for help.\N\N\NWhat are you doing?\N\N\NYou take her. I'll be\Nright there.\N\N\NWhere are you taking Jenny?\N\N\NNo violence in God's house.\N\N\NDon't interfere\N\N\NI'm not afraid of a knife.\N\N\NHere they are.\N\N\NLet me go!\N\N\NWhere do you think\Nyou're going?\N\N\NJust have a look\Nat my style.\N\N\NAll say; "You're handsome. Mind\Nno one casts an evil eye on you"\N\N\NFrom today, I'll give up making\Nliquor and being a hoodlum\N\N\NI'll be an honest man,\Nlike you.\N\N\NFor the first time...\N\N\N...I say it from my heart.\N\N\NWho did this to you,\NFather.\N\N\NDo not make me an orphan for\Nthe second time, Father.\N\N\NSomeone did this to Father\Nin your own house.\N\N\NAnd You watched silently?\N\N\NYou should have called me\Nfrom this world.\N\N\NThere is no need for me.\N\N\NBut there is need for him.\N\N\NThousand of children like\NAnthony are abandoned to die...\N\N\N...on church steps\N\N\NThey leave a letter like this\Nwith the children, then go away.\N\N\NWho looks after the\Nchildren? He does.\N\N\NNow if a child is abandoned,\Nwho will look after it?\N\N\NToday I ask\Nsomething of you.\N\N\NTell me where the man is\Nwho did this to Father.\N\N\NIf You don't tell me,\NI swear by you...\N\N\N...l'll become so bad, no\Npower on earth will change me.\N\N\NLook, I have sworn\Nby you.\N\N\NWho's that man? Tell me.\N\N\NThis locket belongs to...\N\N\NRecognize this?\N\NIt's mine.\N\N289\N\NHowd you get it?\N\N\NIt was lying near Father.\N\N\NBut Robert took it from me.\N\N1\NWhen he was trying to take\Nhis daughter Jenny.\N\NJenny is Robert's daughter?\N\N\NYes, the daughter of\Nmy greatest enemy.\N\N\NWhat a quirk of fate.\N\NHer father's out for\Nmy blood...\N\N\N...and the boy she is marrying\Nis my long-last son.\N\N\NJenny is marrying\Nyour son?\N\N\NI didn't know either, until\Nshe told me on the phone.\N\N\NFather and daughter\Nare so unlike\N\N\NThe father separated\Nmy children from me.\N\N\NJenny will reunite\Nme with my son.\N\N\NIf the boy is your son...\N\N\NRecognize this letter?\N\N\NThis is my wife's letter!\NWhere did you get it?\N\N\NI cannot remember.\N\N\N22 years ago I was left...\N\N\N...outside a church, with\Nthis letter in my hand\N\NThat means...\N\N\NThat means you're my father.\N\N\NHow fortunate I am today;\NI've found all three sons.\N\NYes, Amar and Akbar as well.\N\N\NI've come for Jenny's gown.\N\N\NWho might you be?\N\N\NNever mind who I am, go and\Nfetch Jenny's wedding gown.\N\N5\NThis is fishy,\NAkbar, do something.\N\N\NWhat about alterations?\NYou'd better take my uncle.\N\N\NMust he come?\N\N\NIt's vital. Wait here,\NI'll rustle up uncle.\N\N\NBe considerate! I'm old enough\Nto be your grandfather.\N\NWhat a catch!\N\N\NCatch?\N\N\NDo I look like a fish?\N\N\NYou look decent but you're\Ninsolent. I'm the master-tailor.\N\N\NI've cut to size many\Na fellow like you.\N\N\NI'm the youngest. My older\Nbrothers wield sharper scissors.\N\NGet on with your work.\N\N\N\NThen I'll go, I had to stop\Nwork when he brought me here.\N\N\NThis is how you "catch" me.\NSee how rude you were?\N\N\N\NTake him to Jenny, fast.\N\N\NLet me measure you!\N\N\NThese people have brought\Nme here by force.\N\N\NSo you caught her, too! You\Ngo around catching everybody.\N\N\NNow I see what\Nyou mean by 'catch'\N\N\N\NI have had a 'catch'\N\N\NHere's the master-tailor,\Nto complete the fitting.\N\N\NI refuse to wear it!\NGet out of here!\N\N\N\NYou won't wear it?\N\N\NAre you going to get married,\Nor take up fisticuffs?\N\N\NNever strike a woman.\NChild, do as he says.\N\N\NGet out, I said!\N\N\NFigure it out.\N\N\NKeep your distance; say what\Nyou have to say out loud.\N\N\NI say; you can hunt\Nhigh and low...\N\N\N...but you'll find no one\Nas handsome as him.\N\N\NHe can marry\Nyour daughter, then.\N\N\NPlease understand!\NI'm Akbar.\N\N\NAllah ho Akbar! She'll give\Nthe game away in a minute.\N\N\N- Now I must get going.\N- What about measurements?\N\N\NMy eyes have taken in\Nevery detail.\N\N\NMaster-tailor,\Nwhere are you going?\N\N\NThis order belongs to my older\Nbrother, I'm going to fetch him.\N\N\NYou can't go until\Nafter the wedding.\N\N\NDo you expect me to give a\Ndance recital at my age?\N\N\NI'm respectful and you\Ntell me to shut up.\N\N\NIt's Pedro.\N\N\NNo cutting, no fitting.\NNo fitting, no wedding.\N\N\NDo the fitting here. We'll bring\Nall you want from the bazaar.\N\N\NBazaar stuff is only fit\Nfor bazaar tailors.\N\N\NOur machines date back\Nto the British...\N\N\N...our needless to\Nthe emperors.\N\N\NMake a list;\Nwe'll send it to your shop\N\N\NSir, I have a request.\N\N\NCan you give me a chance to talk?\N\N\NI talk politely and\Nyou tell me to shut up.\N\N\NRobert? Where have\Nyou been?\N\N\NI need a priest and a band.\N\N\NYou are marrying?\N\N\NI'm not marrying; it's for\Nmy daughter's wedding.\N\N\NMeet me with those people\Nat Naaz Hotel at five.\N\N\NI can't come there,\Nbut my men will.\N\N\NMaking me write, at my age?\N\N\NI'll write in Urdu; no one\Nwill understand.\N\N\NJenny is in danger. Inform\NAmar and Anthony at once.\N\N\NStay here,\NI'll get the stuff ready.\N\N\NRead this.\N\NInform Amar and\NAnthony at once.\N\N\N- Where are you going?\N- Don't worry about me.\N\N\NWhere're we taking the stuff?\N\N\NYou're going nowhere;\NI'll take it.\N\N\NOh, no!\NI'll hand it over personally.\N\N\NBut who are you?\N\N\NThe master-tailor's wife.\N\N\NWhy are you here?\N\N\NHe can't do the job\Nwithout me.\N\N\NHe can only stitch if\NI thread the needle.\N\N\NHe can only cut if my hand\Nholds his on the scissors.\N\N\NAren't I right?\N\N\NAll right, get the\Ngown ready.\N\N\N- Do Amar and Anthony know?\N- Yes, they're being told.\N\N\NAre you Pedro's men?\N\N\NJenny, meet my dear sister,\NLaxmi.\N\N\NThis is Jenny's gown, Dress\Nher. Wear this dress yourself.\N\N\NShe will be your\Nbridesmaid.\N\N\NSee that Jenny is ready\Nin ten minutes.\N\NOr else...\Nyou know your brother.\N\N\NPlease get dressed,\Nor he will kill me.\N\N\NWhy aren't the priest and\Nthe band here yet?\N\N\NAmarlal and Brothers\Nreporting.\N\N\NBut where are your\Nbrothers?\N\N\NSir, we are three in one.\N\N\NMy brothers are here,\Nall around.\N\N\NBe they Hindu, Muslim,\Nor Christian. All brothers.\N\N\NWill you play alone?\N\N\NListen, man, by God's grace,\None is equal to twenty\N\N\NTo a merry tune, give a chance,\Nyour feet will start to dance\N\N\N- Eh, brother?\N- God willing.\N\N\NWhere's that son\Nof a Father?\N\N\NA Father is called a Father and\Nyours is standing before you.\N\N\NCongratulations!\N\N\NFather, I'm the bride's father.\NThe bridegroom is there.\N\N\NI take back my kiss and give\Nit to him. He's so handsome.\N\N\NGod must have made you in\NHis spare time.\N\N9\NJust wait until I have\Ntime to spare for you.\N\N\NThe bride is upstairs.\N\N\NTell her that Father Anthony\Nhas come for the marriage.\N\N\NHow our eyes longed for the\Nsight of you. Where were you?\N\NBrother Illahabadi,\Nhow are you?\N\N\NYou know each other?\N\N\NBetween his youth and old age,\NI performed 4 marriages for him.\N\N\N- I've seen you somewhere.\N- Danced to my tune, no doubt.\N\N\NDo you take this woman\Nfor your wife?\N\N\NDo you take this man\Nfor your husband?\N\N\NDon't touch her,\Nyou're only half married\N\N\N- Fetch a doctor!\N- I am a doctor\N\N\NYour daughter is going\Nto be a mother.\N\N\NNonsense!\N\N\NYou were her bodyguard! That\Nwas a fine way of guarding her!\N\N\NBut I didn't do anything!\N\N\NTake her upstairs.\N\N\NYou rascal, I'll kill you!\N\N\NBefore you kill me, man, I'll\Nkill you and your daughter.\N\N\NI wondered why he so readily\Nagreed to our marriage.\N\N\NI'll ask the girl to confess\Nwho is the father of the child.\N\NEscape down this rope.\N\N\NPhone the police. We'll keep\Nthem occupied.\N\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N\NI've brought the priest\Nand a musician.\N\N\NThe men you sent\Narrived long ago.\N\N\NI didn't send anyone.\N\N\NThen who's this?\N\N\NHumbly yours,\NAkbar Illahabaadi\N\N\NRobert, you're the one\NI was waiting for.\N\N\NLong ago, you and I began this\Nstory; today we'll finish it.\N\N\NBharati, why are\Nyou crying?\N\N\NYou should be happy.\NYou had lost three sons...\N\N\N...but today God\Nhas restored them...\N\N\N...and three daughter-in-law\Nas well.\N\N\NInspector, I wish to hold my\Nsons in my arms just once.\N\N\N\N- How are you, Gangubai?\N- I am fine.\N\N2\N\NLook at your house. Your family\Nis starving, your wife has T.B.\N\N3\N\NYou're back!\N\N4\N\NBharati, what's happened?\N\N5\N\NThey said you had T.B.\N\N6\N\N- Haven't you eaten?\N- We haven't eaten for days.\N\N7\N\NDid Robert send you any money\Nwhile I was in prison?\N\N8\N\NNo. Anyway, I wouldn't accept it\N\N9\N\NMy children...\N\N10\N\N...won't be raised\Non dirty money.\N\N11\N\NWhere are you going?\N\N12\N\NAmar, my son\N\N13\N\NWhat's up?\N\N14\N\NI'm hiding this pistol,\Nor Anthony will take it\N\N15\N\NTake her away!\N\N16\NDon't you recognize me?\N\N17\N\NI'm Kishenlal, your driver.\N\N18\N\NHave you already\Nforgotten that day...\N\N19\N\N...you ran from the police\Nto my house.\N\N20\N6\NIs Kishenlal in?\N\N21\N\N- Sir, why did you bother?\N- It's important.\N\N22\NI had an accident.\NI ran over a man. He's dead.\N\N23\N\NI want you to take the blame.\N\N24\N\NAs a loyal employee, you must\Nprotect your boss' interests.\N\N25\N\NDon't worry. I'll look\Nafter your children.\N\N26\N\NI took all the blame\Nbecause of you.\N\N27\N\NI was imprisoned\Nin order to save you.\N\N28\N\NBecause you promised\Nto look after my family.\N\N29\N\NThat you would send them money.\N\N30\N\NYou didn't send a penny,\Nlet alone double the wages.\N\N31\N\NIs that your word?\N\N32\N\NWhy is this whisky so bland?\NI forgot the ice.\N\N33\N\NThe ice? How would you recall\Na poor man's plight?\N\N34\N\NCome to the point!\NI have no time to waste.\N\N35\N\NI've come here empty-handed.\NMy wife has T.B.\N\N36\N\NMy children are starving.\NI'm not asking for my wages...\N\N37\N\N...l'm begging for help.\N\N38\N\NI have no time for beggars.\N\N39\N\NGet a job!\N\N40\N\NWhy hesitate? There's dignity\Nin all honest labor.\N\N41\N\NYou want money? You'll get it.\N\N42\N\NLike a mirror.\N\N43\N\NYou said I hadn't sent\Nyour family even an anna?\N\N44\N\NOne anna?\N\N45\N\NDid you expect 10,000 rupees\Nfor shining shoes?\N\N46\N6\NRobert, you mock the\Nneed of the poor.\N\N47\N\NIt will cost you dear.\N\N48\N\NYou're drunk\Nwith wealth today.\N\N49\N\NSome day, I swear,\NI'll sober you down.\N\N50\N\NTo hurt me, you need more\Nbullets than you'll ever have.\N\N51\N\NFollow that car!\NIt's filled with gold.\N\N52\N1\N- Where's your mother?\N- She left this.\N\N53\N1\N"I'm going to end my life"\N\N54\N\N"I don't want you to spend all\Nyour money on my treatment...\N\N55\N\N...use it for the children.\NYour Bharati"\N\N56\N\NGet in the car!\N\N57\N\N- Where are you going to?\N- Robert's men are after me.\N\N58\N\NThey'll be here any minute.\NThe children are in danger.\N\N59\N4\NBharati's gone,\Nnow you're off too?\N\N60\N\NWhere's Kishenlal going?\N\N61\N\NThe house is empty.\NLooks like Kishenlal escaped.\N\N62\N\NAmar, stay here.\NI'll be right back.\N\N63\N\NFather, don't leave us.\N\N64\N\NAre you hungry? I'll go\Nand fetch something.\N\N65\N\NThe car's on fire.\N\N66\NGet down. Hurry!\N\N67\N\NWhat happened?\N\N68\N\NWe don't know.\N\N69\N\NNo one must go down. Get it?\N\N70\N\NCall the ambulance!\NAnd the fire brigade.\N\N71\N\NKishenlal and his children\Nwere in the car.\N\N72\N\NWhat's the matter?\NWhy are you crying?\N\N73\N\NWhose child is he?\N\N74\N\NGod, Yours is indeed\Na strange world.\N\N75\N\NPeople have children they can't\Nraise, so they abandon them.\N\N76\N1\NDon't worry, my child.\NI'll look after you.\N\N77\NLook, I brought food for you!\N\N78\N\NSister, are you badly hurt?\NGet up...\N\N79\N\NI can't see.\N\N80\N\NI want to die. Let me die!\N\N81\N\NIt's a terrible sin\Nto commit suicide.\N\N82\N\NOthers have a right\Non your life, too.\N\N83\N\NThat's probably why God\Ntook away my sight.\N\N84\N\NI will drop you home.\N\N85\N\NWhy is this child crying?\N\N86\N\NHe was deserted near Borivali.\N\N87\N\NAllah may have wanted me\Nto raise the infant.\N\N88\N\NMay God bless you both\Nand keep you well.\N\N89\N\NHere we are.\N\N90\N\NThank you.\N\N91\N\NDon't thank me.\NTake care of yourself.\N\N92\N\N- What happened to you?\N- I've lost my sight.\N\N93\N\NWhere are my husband\Nand children?\N\N94\N\NThey died in a car accident.\NI saw it all with my own eyes.\N\N95\N\NIt seems his mother\Nhas committed suicide.\N\N96\N\NDue to poverty, his father\Nhas deserted him.\N\N97\N\NPut him in the car safely.\N\N98\N\NAmar! Where are my\Nchildren?\N\N99\N\NFather, I want to confess.\N\N100\N\NI sold my school books.\N\N101\N\NThere was a dead man on the\Nstreet, I paid for his funeral.\N\N102\N1\NIt isn't for you to do.\NYou should call the police.\N\N103\N\NI won't go to the police.\N\N104\N\NI look like a trouble-maker.\N\N105\N\NThey'd put me in the lock-up.\N\N106\N\NThat would be good.\N\N107\N\NYou mean you'd want them to?\N\N108\N\NYou're forever getting\Ninto a fight.\N\N109\N\NWho did I hit?\N\N110\N\NYou hit an innocent man.\N\N111\N\NYou mean Peter? Don't talk\Nof him, Father.\N\N112\N\NHe makes unlicensed liquor,\Nand pours gutter water in it.\N\N113\N\NYou'd die in 2 instead of\N20 years.\N\N114\N\NYou sell honey, do you?\N\N115\N\NI have a license, Father.\NAnd my liquor's unadulterated!\N\N116\N\NTry some!\N\N117\N\NYou don't drink.\N\N118\N\NI say this as your guardian,\Nnot as a priest.\N\N119\N\NGive this up!\NOr I'll tell the police.\N\N120\N0\NThen lodge a complaint...\N\N121\N\N...against her, too.\N\N122\N\NI give her half my earnings\Nfor charity.\N\N123\N\NYou're trying to bribe her?\N\N124\N\NHow can I do that, Father?\N\N125\N\NWhatever she gives,\NI give back 50% for the poor.\N\N126\N3\NWe made a deal, didn't we?\N\N127\N2\NI care about the poor,\Njust as much as she does.\N\N128\N\NYou're quiet?\NOne day, you'll talk.\N\N129\N\NAnthony! There's been an\Naccident outside.\N\N130\N\N- How did this happen?\N- A hit and run case.\N\N131\N\NDon't stare, call a taxi!\N\N132\N\NThere's been an accident.\N\N133\N\NWho's accident?\N\N134\N\NA lady's hit.\N\N135\N\N- Where is she?\N- Nanavati Hospital.\N\N136\N\NI'm on my way.\N\N137\N\NThere's no need to pretend.\NYou're perfectly all right.\N\N138\N\NYour stethoscope isn't working.\NPut your hand on my heart.\N\N139\N\NYou'll know how this heart,\Nthis body, is aching all over.\N\N140\N\NMy heart is a storehouse of pain.\N\N141\N\NSo your songs are failures?\N\N142\N\NThat's why you're playing patient?\N\N143\N\NTo ease this aching heart,\NI've come to invite you.\N\N144\N\NNice place to give an invitation\N\N145\N\NWhere else can we meet? I've\Nto pretend to be a patient.\N\N146\N\NAe your house. Your father\Nchases me with a stick.\N\N147\N\NIt's of no use really.\N\N148\N\NFather won't let me\Ncome to the show.\N\N149\N\NIf he does, he'll insist on\Nbringing the whole clan.\N\N150\N\NTheir blood isn't enough.\NWe'll need another transfusion.\N\N151\N\NWill we find\Na RH negative type?\N\N152\N\NWell, I'd better leave\N...here's the invitation.\N\N153\N\NYour blood group's\NRH negative?\N\N154\N\NI belong to all groups. If your\Nfather agreed, we'd form another.\N\N155\N\NWill you give blood to a\Nwoman, for my sake?\N\N156\N\NGive blood? For you, I'll give\Nmy life. Just say the word.\N\N157\N3\NNurse, take him to get ready\Nto give blood.\N\N158\N\NSure. Come on.\N- Let's go.\N\N159\N\NTheir names?\N\N160\N\NI was in jail for 2 years.\NWhere's Anthony? He's taken over.\N\N161\N\NThere's one bottle left.\N\N162\N\NBreak it, then pay for the damage.\N\N163\N\NYou've made this place\NAnthony Ville.\N\N164\N\NThe police put you inside.\N\N165\N\NSo I called this place\Nafter myself, and so?\N\N166\N\NCome on, pay up!\N\N167\N\NYour going to take money from me?\N- Of course!\N\N168\N\NDump him, along with\Nthe rest of the rubbish.\N\N169\N\NWell done, brother Anthony!\N\N170\N\NYou've cleaned up this area,\Nyou've made it decent.\N\N171\N\NMay Allah give you strength\Nand may he weaken the crooks.\N\N172\N\NI haven't seen you around.\N\N173\N\NIt can't be helped.\NI'm busy preparing my concerts.\N\N174\N\NI've come to invite you to\Ntoday's program. You'll come?\N\N175\N\NOf course I'll come.\NI couldn't miss it.\N\N176\N\NAny unsold tickets?\NI'll sell them.\N\N177\N\NWith Allah's blessings,\Nwe're sold out.\N\N178\N\NBe sure to come. Don't sell the\Nticket on the black market.\N\N179\N3\NAre you Akbar?\N\N180\N\NYes, what are you\Ndoing here?\N\N181\N\NMy son, you saved my life\Nthat day you gave blood.\N\N182\N\NI cannot give you much\Nexcept my good wishes.\N\N183\N\NI've brought flowers.\N\N184\N\NThey're lovely.\N\N185\N\NTie them around my wrist.\N\N186\N\NIf your blessings are with me,\Ntoday, I will be a success.\N\N187\N\NSon, may God grant\Nyou success.\N\N188\N\NNow I must go inside.\N\N189\N\N- Where can I get a ticket?\N- It's a full house.\N\N190\N\NWhere can I get a ticket?\N\N191\N\NThere are no extra tickets.\N\N192\N\NCan I get a ticket?\N\N193\N\NWhat are you doing\Nin this crowd?\N\N194\N\N- Who are you?\N- Anthony Gonsalves.\N\N195\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N196\N\NI came to give Akbar flowers.\NI'd like to go in.\N\N197\N\N- Come with me.\N- But there are no tickets.\N\N198\N\NNever mind.\NI have a special pass.\N\N199\N\NYou sit in my seat, I'll sit\Nat your feet. Come, mother.\N\N200\N\NA girl hitches lifts, then she\Nand her friends rob the driver.\N\N201\N4\NA girl?\N\N202\N\NHe is a photographer...\N\N203\N\N...they robbed him today.\N\N204\N\NHe managed to take a\Nphotograph of the girl.\N\N205\N\NSomeone stole my purse.\NI don't even have bus fare.\N\N206\N\NCan you take me to\Nthe cross roads?\N\N207\N\NGet in.\N\N208\N\N- Where do you live?\N- I have several homes.\N\N209\N\NI am even prepared to come\Nto your home.\N\N210\N\NA good idea, but I have\Nno home, either.\N\N211\N\NYou look clever, may be\Nyou can find somewhere to stop.\N\N212\N\NThe police?\N\N213\N1\NYou get scared easily.\N- Yes.\N\N214\N\NI'll take you where even\Nthe police fear to tread.\N\N215\N\NAll right. Ae least, I'll see\Nwhere the police fear to tread.\N\N216\N\N- This is the place.\N- There is nothing here.\N\N217\N\NWhat are you doing?\N\N218\N\NPay up, or I'll scream\Nyou were trying to rape me.\N\N219\N\N- Shall I scream for help?\N- Go ahead.\N\N220\N5\NHelp! Help!\N\N221\N\NWhat happened?\N\N222\N\NThis man tried to rape me!\N\N223\N\NYou look a decent sort.\NAren't you ashamed of yourself?\N\N224\N\NTrying to rape decent girls.\NLet's call the police.\N\N225\N\NIs it necessary? Can't\Nwe settle this between us?\N\N226\N\NAll right. Give us all you've\Ngot and we'll say no more.\N\N227\N\NArrest them all.\N\N228\N\NYou didn't run.\N\N229\N\NYou'd rather be arrested?\N\N230\N\NArrest me. Ae least I'll escape\Nfrom this terrible life.\N\N231\N\NYou're forced to do this?\N\N232\N\NWhat else can I do?\NI'm an orphan.\N\N233\N\NMy stepmother and brother beat me,\Nand starve my grandmother.\N\N234\N\NArrest me, Inspector, so that\NI can be free.\N\N235\N\NVery well, then.\NCome with me.\N\N236\N\NThe police have\Narrested Ranjeet.\N\N237\N\NYou go free and let my\Nson be arrested!\N\N238\N\NI've begged you not\Nto force me to help them.\N\N239\N\NYou're named after the Goddess\Nof wealth. You must make me rich.\N\N240\N\NGo and get him freed somehow.\N\N241\N\NHow can I get him freed?\NI haven't money for bail.\N\N242\N\NI don't care how.\NGet the money!\N\N243\N\NMoney?\N\N244\N\NYou! Old hag!\N\N245\N\NYou've one foot in the grave,\Nyet you sport fancy jewelry.\N\N246\N\NTake off those earrings!\N\N247\N\NNo, I've kept them for Laxmi,\Nfor her wedding.\N\N248\N\NIf girls like Laxmi wed,\Nall brothels will close down.\N\N249\N1\NDo as I say, or I'll pull\Nthose earrings off you.\N\N250\N\N- Let go of her!\N- Who are you?\N\N251\N\NI've heard everything.\NLet go of them.\N\N252\N\NWho are you?\N\N253\N\NYou got him?\N\N254\N\NWhat better bracelets than\Nthese could you find?\N\N255\N\NIt's a mistake.\N\N256\N\NTell him we're decent people.\N\N257\N\NAsk her how much I love her.\N\N258\N\NI've understood all.\N\N259\N\NWhat's this? You've had me caught?\NI'll get my revenge!\N\N260\N\NGod bless you, my son.\N\N261\N\NI don't care about myself,\Nbut I'm worried about her.\N\N262\N\NWhen Ranjeet returns,\Nhe'll kill my grand-daughter.\N\N263\N\NThat won't happen. He escaped,\Nbut we'll soon catch him.\N\N264\N\NTill then, the C.I.D. Will guard\Nthe house. You can live in peace.\N\N265\N\NThis house is theirs,\Nnot ours.\N\N266\N\NThey don't even pay the rent.\NThe landlord's after them.\N\N267\N\NThen come with me.\N\N268\N\NWhere?\N\N269\N\NTo my house.\N\N270\N\NYou swine! You've\Ndropped priceless stuff.\N\N271\N\NYou?\N\N272\N\NWhere's my daughter?\N\N273\N\NInsolent fellow! You've\Nruined my shoe. Polish it!\N\N274\N\NLike a mirror!\N\N275\N\N- It must reflect my face!\N- Where's my daughter?\N\N276\N\N- What daughter?\N- You stole her away one night.\N\N277\N\N- I don't remember a thing.\N- Please try.\N\N278\N\NWhen I was asleep...\N\N279\N\NRemember?\N\N280\N\NYes, now I've got it.\N\N281\N6\NWhy is the whisky so bland?\NNo ice!\N\N282\N\NRemember this anna?\N\N283\N\NIt's the coin you flung at me,\Nyears ago, to mock my poverty.\N\N284\N\NForgive me.\NHave mercy on me.\N\N285\N\NNo, never!\N\N286\N\NMister Robert! I've bought all\Nyour men. I've replaced you...\N\N287\N\N...and you're at my mercy.\N\N288\N\NTell me where\Nmy daughter is.\N\N289\N\NYou impoverished\Nmy family for years.\N\N290\N\NYou separated them\Nfrom me forever.\N\N291\N\NInspite of that, I cared for\Nyour daughter like my own.\N\N292\N\NI sent her to study abroad.\N\N293\N\N- She's returning this week.\N- Let me meet her just once.\N\N294\N\NNo! I won't let you.\N\N295\N\NYou'll suffer as I've suffered,\Ndeprived of my children.\N\N296\N\NDon't be so cruel.\N\N297\N\NHandle this stuff with care.\N\N298\N\NI know you'd try\Nto double-cross me.\N\N299\N\NBut you can't.\NSeize him!\N\N300\N\NDon't move or I'll shoot!\N\N301\N\NTwice in a life, a man\Nis in such a hurry.\N\N302\N\NAn Olympic race,\Nor a police chase.\N\N303\N2\NBiscuits?\N\N304\N49\NFrom which factory?\NLooks like imported stuff.\N\N305\N\NHide me,\Nthe police are after me.\N\N306\N\NWhy should I?\N\N307\N\NI could get a big reward,\Nand have my photo in the paper.\N\N308\N\NI'll give you half this gold.\N\N309\N\N- Have you hurt a policeman?\N- No. I swear it.\N\N310\N\NWhat about the loot?\N\N311\N\NWe split it three ways:\NYou, me, and my partner.\N\N312\N\NHim up there;\Nwe work together.\N\N313\N\NBut three ways...\N\N314\N\NI'll call the police.\N\N315\N\NO.K. I agree.\N\N316\N\NI don't want any treachery,\Nor I'll get fierce.\N\N317\N\NI swear by Jesus!\N\N318\N\NHow is my Superintendent?\N\N319\N\NAs a child I was separated\Nfrom my parents.\N\N320\N\NHe's like a father to me.\NI won't be orphaned again.\N\N321\N\NIf anything happens to\Nmy Superintendent...\N\N322\N\N...l'll not leave\Nany of you alive.\N\N323\N\NTell me who shot him.\N\N324\N\N- Do you remember?\N- Yes. His name's Robert.\N\N325\N\NWhat's the name of the man\Nyou worked for?\N\N326\N\NInspector Desai would\Nlike a word, sir.\N\N327\N\NAmar, this man\Nhas seen Robert.\N\N328\N\N- Where?\N- With Anthony in Anthonyville.\N\N329\N\NMake inquires there.\N\N330\N\NYes you.\NCome here.\N\N331\N\NMy bar has a license; you\Ncan see the number written.\N\N332\N\NA cold drink for the gentleman.\N\N333\N\NWho's Anthony?\N\N334\N\NHe must be next door, sir.\NWait here, I'll go and see.\N\N335\N\NI've seen you somewhere.\N\N336\N\NI'm not surprised. In big papers\Nyou'll find small photos of me.\N\N337\N\NWhen I gave blood to an old\Nwoman, you gave some, too.\N\N338\N\NAren't you Anthony?\N\N339\N\NBut my name is not just that.\NIt's Anthony Gonsalves.\N\N340\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N341\N\NWhat Robert?\N\N342\N\NThe fast bowler\NAndy Robert?\N\N343\N\NHe went back to the West Indies.\NNow I must be on my way, too.\N\N344\N\NLook, I've lived around\Nhere for 22 years.\N\N345\N\NI greet everyone important;\NI even greeted you.\N\N346\N\NNo one treats me like this,\Nthis is the first and last time.\N\N347\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N348\N\NIf it wasn't for the respect\NI have for your uniform...\N\N349\N\N...you'd be in hospital\Nby now.\N\N350\N\NSo you want to show off\Nto your people?\N\N351\N\NYou're the big boss here,\Nisn't that it?\N\N352\N\NYou won't fight because\Nyou respect the uniform?\N\N353\N\NSo you're through.\N\N354\N\NBrother, we had a shake\Nhands in the end, eh?\N\N355\N\NYou know karate? May be\Nyou know kung fu, too.\N\N356\N\NYou should've told me; I must\Nbe mad, fighting with you.\N\N357\N\NThose tricks are stale.\N\N358\N\NSo, brother?\N\N359\N\NThe trick worked, eh?\N\N360\N\NI don't hurt the police.\NThey're like family.\N\N361\N\NLet him go.\N\N362\N\NWhat happened?\N\N363\N\NYou're the big boss. Get up!\NWhat'll everyone think of you?\N\N364\N\NPartner, you're in this beating\Nfifty-fifty, too. I'm going on.\N\N365\N\NYou got me, but by cheating.\NIt hurts a lot, Inspector.\N\N366\N\NI've never had\Nsuch a beating.\N\N367\N\NI've taken on ten at a time,\Nand they've never touched me.\N\N368\N\NI only gave you a couple of\Nblows, but they were solid.\N\N369\N\NTalking won't save you.\N\N370\N\NAmar, I've brought your\Nfavorite flowers today.\N\N371\N\NThey're beautiful. Why do\Nyou take this trouble everyday?\N\N372\N\NTrouble, son?\N\N373\N\NMother?\N\N374\N\NThat sounds like Anthony.\N\N375\N\NWho else could have such a\Nsolid voice? He really beat me.\N\N376\N\N- What's he doing here?\N- He's in a lock-up.\N\N377\N\NBut he's a good boy.\N\N378\N\NHe gave me blood as you did.\NHe, too, is like a son to me.\N\N379\N\NWhat's that you say, mother?\N\N380\N\NIf we're both your sons,\Nthen we ought to be brothers.\N\N381\N\NEh, brother?\N\N382\N\NSay yes.\N\N383\N\NAmar son, let him go.\N\N384\N\NHe isn't the sort\Nto let me go.\N\N385\N\NNot even if I were\Nhis real brother.\N\N386\N\NHe's very stern.\N\N387\N\NHe's not like that at all.\N\N388\N\NConstable, it's time\Nto take him to court.\N\N389\N\NIt's my first time in court.\NGive me a flower for luck.\N\N390\N\NI will give the judge the\Nflower and make him my father.\N\N391\N\NMay God bless you.\N\N392\N\NWhere's Anthony?\N\N393\N\NOpen the blindfold.\N\N394\N\NWhere am I?\N\N395\N\NAm I at home?\N\N396\N\NYes. Ae your dear father's.\N\N397\N\NIf you were, no one would dare\Nkidnap me and bring me here.\N\N398\N\NIsn't that so?\N\N399\N\NI told ma, if the judge was\Nstern, I'd make him my father.\N\N400\N\N- Do you want to eat?\N- Why not?\N\N401\N\NIf my father asks,\Nhow can I refuse?\N\N402\N\NWhere's Robert?\N\N403\N\NHe's asking you.\N\N404\N\NI'm asking you.\N\N405\N\NWho? Me?\N\N406\N\NWhy are you hitting me?\N\N407\N\NI want my mother's blessings.\N\N408\N\NLet him go.\N\N409\N\NYou believe in God?\N\N410\N\NI believe in all faiths. I pray\Nat temples, mosques and churches.\N\N411\N\NSometimes, I end up at\Nthe police station, too.\N\N412\N\NO.K. I'll sit quiet.\N\N413\N\NFor the last time...\Nwhere's Robert?\N\N414\N\NIf you don't tell me now,\Nmy men will make you talk.\N\N415\N\NThat won't be necessary.\N\N416\N\NI've eaten your salt.\NI won't lie.\N\N417\N\NI can't remember where\NI last saw Robert.\N\N418\N\NI need some fresh air.\N\N419\N\NYou'll get fresh air\Nright here.\N\N420\N\NKeep him still.\N\N421\N\NFeed him until he\Ntells us where Robert is.\N\N422\N\NI'm eating, I'm eating.\N\N423\N\NI've lost my appetite.\N\N424\N\NSome air, please!\N\N425\N\NYou should be ashamed\Nof yourselves.\N\N426\N\NSo many of you and he\Nstill escaped!\N\N427\N\NI don't want to hear anything!\N\N428\N\NSearch every corner\Nof the city. Find him!\N\N429\N\NYou?\N\N430\N\NLock up! Most prisoners\Naren't as decent as me.\N\N431\N\NBrother, it seems I got myself\Ninto this mess needlessly.\N\N432\N\NYou asked for Robert. So did\Nthe gangster who snatched me.\N\N433\N\NWhat gangster?\N\N434\N\NHow do I know?\NI gave him the slip.\N\N435\N\NWhen you had the chance to\Nescape, why did you come back?\N\N436\N\NIf I didn't come back, your job\Nwould be at risk, wouldn't it?\N\N437\N\NMother said you and me\Nare like brothers.\N\N438\N\NSo we're brothers.\N\N439\N\NHow can one brother\Ncheat the other?\N\N440\N\NAnthony, you go on about us\Ntwo being like brothers.\N\N441\N\NYet you refuse to tell me where\NRobert is. He shot my chief.\N\N442\N\NRobert shot your chief?\NThen he lied to me.\N\N443\N\NI'll show you where Robert is.\N\N444\N\NJohn, where's Robert?\N\N445\N\NHe hit me and ran away.\N\N446\N\NWhy didn't you stop him?\N\N447\N\NHe ought to be in jail.\N\N448\N\NI've made a big mistake.\N\N449\N\NHe didn't say he shot\Nat the police or I'd...\N\N450\N\NPut me back in jail,\Nif you like.\N\N451\N\NIf we don't get him within\Na month, you'll be inside.\N\N452\N\NSo you'd better start\Nlooking for him right away.\N\N453\N\NDidn't I warn you that if you\Ndidn't behave better...\N\N454\N\N...the police would\Nsurely come here?\N\N455\N\NI warned you. You got\Ninto trouble, didn't you?\N\N456\N\NWill you obey me now?\N\N457\N\NThen get married.\N\N458\N\NAnything you say, but I'm not\Ngoing to marry.\N\N459\N\NWhy not?\N\N460\N\NI must find someone on the\Nright plane.\N\N461\N\NPlane? What do you mean?\N\N462\N\NOne who'd set the violin of\Nthe heart to play automatically.\N\N463\N\NBells of the mind to chime.\N\N464\N\NIt should feel as though\Nan angle from heaven...\N\N465\N\N...has landed in a plane at the\Nairport of my heart.\N\N466\N\NHowll you know your daughter?\N\N467\N\NIt's simple. You see that man\Nwith the black hat?\N\N468\N\NThe girl he greets\Nwill be my daughter.\N\N469\N\NWelcome home. Don't you\Nrecognize me...\N\N470\N\N...your late father's friend?\N\N471\N\NCome daughter.\N- What is all this?\N\N472\NDon't worry. I'm your father.\NHe's my enemy, trying to kidnap you.\N\N473\N\NI'll explain everything\Nin the car.\N\N474\N\N- Uncle, what was all that?\N- A little drama, to protect you.\N\N475\N\NThe man who just left\Nis your father's murderer.\N\N476\N\NHe had come to kidnap you;\NI'll tell you all about it.\N\N477\N\NTwenty two years ago,\Non 15th august...\N\N478\N\N...I was trying to escape from\Nthat man.\N\N479\N\NI hid my three sons in Borivali\NPark and ran away.\N\N480\N\NThose people pursued me.\N\N481\N\NI shook them off. When I got\Nback to the park, it was empty.\N\N482\N\NMy children had been\Nseparated from me.\N\N483\N\NGod willing, you will surely\Nfind your children...\N\N484\N\N...and that man will be\Npunished.\N\N485\N\NDon't move!\N\N486\N\NMy life is in danger;\Nstay where you are.\N\N487\N\NWell done, Ranjeet! I did well\Nto take you into my gang.\N\N488\N\NIt was nothing, Robert;\Njust a sample of what I can do.\N\N489\N\NYou know what to do with her,\Ndon't you? Take her away!\N\N490\N\NJenny, this is Zebesko.\N\N491\N\NHe's your bodyguard; he'll\Naccompany you wherever you go.\N\N492\N\NThat's not mine.\N\N493\N\NNot your's? Then whose is it?\N\N494\N\NNow what?\N\N495\N\NThat isn't mine, either.\N\N496\N\NNo, this is mine.\N\N497\N\NKeep it, it will\Nsuit you very well.\N\N498\N\NIt's Easter. You and I...\N\N499\N\NWill you come\Nto a dance with me?\N\N500\N\NI'm going to the Catholic\NGymkhana with someone else.\N\N501\N\NStay here. Don't go away.\N\N502\N\NPlease come. The bells of\Nmy mind have begun to chime.\N\N503\N\NCome along. Jenny\N\N\N\NSo you got a hammering?\N\N\NThat's why I've told you\Nnot to drink.\N\N3\N\NDrinking is a terrible thing.\N\N4\N46\NIf you weren't drunk, you think\Nthat fatso could've hit you?\N\N5\N\NYou can beat up 10 men\Nat a time.\N\N6\N\NBut you never listen to me.\N\N7\N\NDo you ever?\N\N8\N\NLook at your face.\N\N9\N\NHow much he beat you!\N\N10\N\NYou look a complete idiot!\N\N11\N\NStand still.\N\N12\NI'll put some ointment.\N\N13\N\NDon't move!\N\N14\NWhy are you moving?\N\N15\N\NLook man... it'll burn\Na little.\N\N16\N\NDon't scream.\N\N17\N\NI'll get very angry.\N\N18\N\NIt burns a little,\Ndoesn't it?\N\N19\N\NThat's why I tell you\Nnot to drink.\N\N20\N\NDrinking is terrible.\N\N21\N\NI'll put on a bandage.\N\N22\N\NYou'll be fine by the morning.\N\N23\N\NAll right. I'm off to bed.\NYou'd better get some sleep.\N\N24\N\NFather, I have a\Nconfession to make.\N\N25\N\NAnthony was beaten up\Nbecause of me.\N\N26\N\NI like him very much...\N\N27\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N28\N\NI was dusting the box. I saw you,\Nso I thought, I'd try my luck.\N\N29\N,931\N- It's a sin to listen in.\N- I'll ask pardon.\N\N30\N\N- No, not in here.\N- Then where?\N\N31\N\NOutside.\N\N32\N\NBut Zebesko's there.\N\N33\N\NWhy does he hover over you?\N\N34\N\NWhat can I do?\NHe's my bodyguard.\N\N35\N\NFrom now,\NI'll be your bodyguard.\N\N1\N\NLook at what I got. A camera to\Ntake your picture with.\N\N2\N\NNot today; father is at home.\NCome back tomorrow.\N\N3\N\NTo hell with your father!\N\N4\N\NWe'll meet tomorrow.\N\N5\N\NTomorrow! Tomorrow\Nnever comes!\N\N6\N\NBijli, why have you\Ncome here?\N\N7\N\NYou haven't been\Nto see me for ages.\N\N8\N\NSo I thought I'd come\Nand see you.\N\N9\N\NSo he's a Casanova!\N\N10\N\NGo away! If anyone sees you,\Nmy reputation'll be at stake.\N\N11\N\NI'll photograph the father.\N\N12\N\NJust pay up\Nsix months expenses...\N\N13\N\N...or in a flash I'll have\Nyou branded a sinner.\N\N14\N\NIt must have been lightning.\N\N15\N\NNot yet...\N\N16\N\N...when lightning flashes,\Nyour timberyard will be destroyed.\N\N17\N\NJust go away and I'll\Nsent the money to you.\N\N18\N\NIt'll be in your own interest.\N\N19\N\NSo, Taiyyab Ali, you had\NAkbar beaten up by thugs?\N\N20\N\N- Did you or didn't you?\N- I did.\N\N21\N\NStop him. Inform the police!\N\N22\N\NJust stay put!\N\N23\N\NPhone the police!\N\N24\N\NI've brought your father-in-law\Nand a priest...\N\N25\N\N...to get you and Salma\Nmarried.\N\N26\N\NGet on with it, priest.\N\N27\N\NListen to me, Lofty.\N\N28\N\N- How high are you, Shorty?\N- Four feet, four inches.\N\N29\N\NI'll reduce you to two\Nfeet, two inches.\N\N30\N\NNo, Anthony brother, I won't\Nget married like this.\N\N31\N\NDon't you play up.\N\N32\N\NI had to drag this priest away\Nfrom another marriage.\N\N33\N\NI could have become violent\Nif I'd wanted to.\N\N34\N\NBut I wish to win people over\Nwith love, not with force.\N\N35\N\NDon't talk of philosophy\Nand decency. I've heard enough.\N\N36\N\NAnd now you refuse\Nto marry?\N\N37\N\NUntil he willingly gives me\Nhis daughter's hand...\N\N38\N\N...I won't marry.\N\N39\N\NHe'll be willing\Nafter I sort him out.\N\N40\N\NI'm giving you a last chance.\N\N41\N\NYou'll amount to nothing.\NHe'll marry her to someone else.\N\N42\N\NThen don't whine about being\Ncrossed in love. I'll wallop you.\N\N43\N\NGo to hell!\N\N44\N\NComing, shorty?\N\N45\N\NI don't find this insolence\Nvery funny. Let me go.\N\N46\N\NWhere are you going?\N\N47\N\NWho are you to ask me?\N\N48\N\NTo meet that layabout Anthony?\N\N49\N\NWatch your tongue!\NYou're only my bodyguard.\N\N50\N\NI agree. I'm your bodyguard.\N\N51\N\NI'll guard your body\Nall life long.\N\N52\N\NSo no one else touches it.\N\N53\N\NWhat nonsense!\N\N54\N\NI'm talking nothing but sense.\NYou will marry me.\N\N55\N\NIf your arm had been steel,\NI'd have bent it.\N\N56\N5\NI need to talk to Robert.\N\N57\N\NTelephone for you.\N\N58\N\NYour daughter is with me.\N\N59\N\NWho are you?\N\N60\N\NWhat can you pay for your daughter?\N\N\NI can pay anything.\N\N62\N\NIf you say I can marry your daughter\Nthen you can have her back.\N\N63\N\NI agree.\N\N64\N\NThen come to 325 Silverbeas.\N\N65\N\NWhere's Jenny?\N\N66\N\NTo meet her boyfriend.\N\N67\N\NYes. The one that she meets\Nsecretly.\N\N68\N\NGracie is with her.\N\N69\N\NAre you her bodyguard or\Nis Gracie?\N\N70\N\NDon't let this happen again.\N\N71\N\NLooks like they are here.\N\N72\NThe guy behind seems to\Nbe in a hurry.\N\N73\N\NThey only drive this fast\Non 2 occasions.\N\N74\N\NIt's an Olympic race.\N\N75\N\NOr a police chase.\N\N76\N\NDay and night, all you\Nthink of is Jenny.\N\N77\N\NWhen I can, I'll stop the car,\NGet out at once.\N\N78\N\N- What about you?\N- Don't worry, I'll handle them.\N\N79\N\NRun over him!\N\N80\N\NYou see to him\NI'll look after Jenny.\N\N81\N\NCome along, father.\N\N82\N\NSorry, there are no\Nempty beds.\N\N83\N\NBed 102 must be empty.\N\N84\N\NAkbar is in bed 102.\N\N85\N0\NThat's me!\NI left two hours ago.\N\N86\N\NHe's badly hurt,\Nadmit him at once.\N\N87\N\NWhat name?\NKishenlal.\N\N88\N\NKishenlal's escaped again!\NWhen'll I get my daughter back?\N\N89\N\NDon't worry, Robert,\NYou'll get Jenny soon.\N\N90\N\NYou promised to let me\Nmarry her.\N\N91\N\NI don't remember any such\Npromise.\N\N92\N\NDo you forget your promises\Nso quickly? Never mind.\N\N93\N\NI'll show you a man who'll\Nhelp you remember your promises.\N\N94\N\NWho is he?\N\N95\N\NSo your men brought me here.\N\N96\N\NNo I knew nothing about it,\Nbrother.\N\N97\N\NWe had the same parents, but\NI'm not a smuggler and murderer.\N\N98\N\NHe was abroad for 10 years,\Nwith an International Bank.\N\N99\N\NI'll tell you why he's here.\N\N100\N\NFor a World Bank Conference.\N\N101\N\NI met him by chance; since\Nthen he's been my guest.\N\N102\N\NRobert, the police are\Nafter you.\N\N103\N\NIf they catch you,\Nyou'll surely hang.\N\N104\N\NThere's only one way out.\NIf you allow Jenny to marry me.\N\N105\N\NYou can impersonate Albert\Nand fly to London.\N\N106\N\NWhat about Albet?\N\N107\N\NAlbert? I'll take\Ncare of him.\N\N108\N\NKishenlal must be in hospital;\Nhe'll tell us where Jenny is.\N\N109\N\NAkbar, son.\N\N110\N\NWhere did the patient go?\N\N111\N\NHe's gone for an operation.\N\N112\N\NBut I have brought him\Nflowers.\N\N113\N\NWhere is the operating\Ntheatre?\N\N114\N\NKishenlal, come round now.\N\N115\N\NWhere is my daughter?\N\N116\N\NAnswer, or else\NI'll kill you.\N\N117\N\NHe won't regain\Nconsciousness like that.\N\N118\N\NYou're a doctor,\Nbring him round.\N\N119\N\NSo your strength lies in this!\NThis protects you!\N\N120\N\NI want to give the patient\Nflowers; open the door, doctor.\N\N121\N\NOpen the door, doctor.\N\N122\N\NSee who it is.\N\N123\N\NThe patient's condition\Nis critical.\N\N124\N\NKishenlal's wife!\N\N125\N\NNow I'll get my daughter.\N\N126\N\NBring her along.\N\N127\N\NJust you sit quiet.\N\N128\N\NI can see again!\N\N129\N\NSon, are you Akbar?\N\N130\N\NThrough your devotion and Sai\NBaba's miracle, I can see again.\N\N131\N\NBut why are you so\Ndisheveled?\N\N132\N\NSome thugs are chasing me,\NI've just escaped from them.\N\N133\N\NDon't worry,\Ncome with me.\N\N134\N\NThis is my father.\N\N135\N\NThis lady sells flowers,\NI've told you about her.\N\N136\N\NShe can see again!\N\N137\N\NIf I am not mistaken...\N\N138\N\N...you are the person I found\Nwounded, twenty-two years ago.\N\N139\N\NI led you to your home;\Ndon't you remember?\N\N140\N\NWas that you?\N\N141\N\NI remember that black night\Nwell; how could I forget it?\N\N142\N\NThat night I was separated\Nfrom my husband and my children.\N\N143\N\NYou had found a lost child;\Nit must be quite grown up now.\N\N144\N\NYes, that child is\Nquite grown up.\N\N145\N\NFather calls him Abu.\N\N146\N\NYou call him son.\N\N147\N\NOthers know him as Akbar.\N\N148\N\NMy Raju!\N\N149\N\NIt's a photo of mine.\N\N150\N\NBut that is a photograph of\NRaju, my youngest son!\N\N151\N\NGod, you are indeed great!\N\N152\N\NThis is know as\NGod's glory.\N\N153\N\NWhen he took away your sight,\NHe also took away your children.\N\N154\N\NNow He restores your sight,\Nand your children.\N\N155\N\NThis is my Raju?\N\N156\N\NCome, we've done our work\N\N157\N\NIt's certain death to go in,\NFather and daughter's trapped.\N\N158\N\NFather is trapped there.\N\N159\N\NI want to thank you, yet I'm\Nashamed to thank you here.\N\N160\N\NNo need to thank me;\NI only did my duty.\N\N161\N\NI'm ashamed because I didn't\Ndo my duty earlier.\N\N162\N\NBut I shall do it today.\NMay God bless you both.\N\N163\N\NSo much has happened today.\NFather gives us his blessing...\N\N164\N22\N...the husband of the lady\Nwho sells flowers...\N\N165\N\N...was admitted.\N\N166\N\NThe man you brought\Nin was her husband.\N\N167\N9\NThis tiny box contains all\Nthe world's happiness for you.\N\N168\N\NWhat is in it?\N\N169\N\NSee for yourself.\N\N170\N\NSindoor?\N\N171\N\NBut I shouldn't wear it.\N\N172\N\NYou must put sindoor\Non your head again today.\N\N173\N\NWhat are you saying?\N\N174\N02:08:30,012 --> 02:08:31,442\NIt's the truth.\N\N175\N\NYour husband is still alive!\N\N176\N\NMy father is still alive!\N\N177\N\NWhen you came to the hospital,\Nfather was being operated on.\N\N178\N\NReally?\N- Yes. Now put this on.\N\N179\N\NSon, take me there.\N\N180\N\NKishenlal? He's left.\N\N181\N\NThis morning his doctor came\Nand had him discharged.\N\N182\N\N- Where has he gone?\N- I don't know.\N\N183\N\NThere must be some mistake.\N\N184\N\NI said that he's gone.\N\N185\N\NWhere could they have gone?\N\N186\N\NDon't worry, mother. Go home.\NI'll report this to the police.\N\N187\N\NWhat name?\N\N188\N\NWhere did he live?\N\N189\N\NBandra Koliwada.\N\N190\N\NThe name sounds familiar.\N\N191\N\NAll right, I'll make\Ninquiries.\N\N192\N\NSorry, sir, I made a mistake.\N\N193\N\NYou made a mistake?\N\N194\N\NKishenlal can forgive\Na killing...\N\N195\N\N...but he's not Robert, he\Nwon't forgive starving a family.\N\N196\N\NTake him away.\N\N197\N\NSister, I have wronged you,\Nforgive me.\N\N198\N\NI'll give you your allowance\Npersonally every month.\N\N199\N\NNothing has changed.\N\N200\N\NBut circumstances\Nhave changed me.\N\N201\N\NOnce Kishenlal and his\Nfamily lived happily here.\N\N202\N\NKishenlal? He lived in\Nthat house, over there.\N\N203\N\NGod, take all I have.\N\N204\N\NJust return my\Nchildren to me.\N\N\NHow did you know that pistol\Nwas buried there?\N\N\NTwenty-two years ago,\Non 15th August...\N\N\N...my father gave it to me.\N\N\NI buried it here to hide it\Nfrom my younger brother.\N\N\NBut why do you ask?\N\N\N\NYou remember the pistol\Nyour father gave you...\N\N\N...but you do not remember\Nyour father?\N\N\NSon, I am your father...\N\N\N...Kishenlal.\N\NThe capital which God snatched\Nfrom me twenty-two years ago...\N\N\N...was returned with interest,\Nmy son has come to be...\N\N\N...a police officer\N\N\NSon, I left two younger\Nbrothers with you.\N\N\NI was reunited with the\Nyoungest only this morning.\N\N\NAnd the other?\N\N\NI want a perfect fitting.\NThe skirt should be graceful.\N\N\NDon't worry,\Nmy father is an expert.\N\N\NWho are you to talk?\NYou've never got married.\N\N\NThe frill should be from neck\Nto waist; absolutely beautiful\N\N\NAkbar, ask your\Nfriend to go out.\N\N\NWhat happened?\N\N\NHe started the fight, so I took\Na step back and swung my fist.\N\N\NAll right, we're going.\NBe sure it's first-class.\N\N\N- Hurry!\N- I'll arrange for the band.\N\N\NBefore you go, I'd like\Nto make an announcement.\N\N\NTomorrow is a joyous\Nday for me.\N\NI invite you all\Nto a happy occasion.\N\N\N22 years ago, on 15th August,\NIndependence Day...\N\N\N...when all were\Ncelebrating...\N\N\Nthe Borivali church...\N\N\N...a three year old child,\Nwith a letter in his hand.\N\N\NSomeone had abandoned him.\N\N\NThat child grew up here,\Nunder the Lord's protection.\N\N\NYou all know him by\Nthe name of Anthony.\N\N\NTomorrow he will marry the\Nbeautiful Miss Jenny...\N\N\N...who is sitting with you.\N\N\NUncle, this is Jenny.\NAre you well?\N\N\NYes, but where are you\Nphoning from?\N\N\NSt. Thomas's Church.\NCongratulations, Uncle\N\N\NCongratulations? What for?\N\N\NYou told me you had lost your\Nsons on Independence Day.\N\NOne has been found.\N\N\NAnd it is him\Nthat I am marrying.\N\N\NWhat did you say?\N\N\NYes, Uncle, and his\Nname is...\N\N\NWho're you?\N\N\NI'm your father;\NI've come to fetch you.\N\N\NI'll scream for help.\N\N\NWhat are you doing?\N\N\NYou take her. I'll be\Nright there.\N\N\NWhere are you taking Jenny?\N\N\NNo violence in God's house.\N\N\NDon't interfere\N\N\NI'm not afraid of a knife.\N\N\NHere they are.\N\N\NLet me go!\N\N\NWhere do you think\Nyou're going?\N\N\NJust have a look\Nat my style.\N\N\NAll say; "You're handsome. Mind\Nno one casts an evil eye on you"\N\N\NFrom today, I'll give up making\Nliquor and being a hoodlum\N\N\NI'll be an honest man,\Nlike you.\N\N\NFor the first time...\N\N\N...I say it from my heart.\N\N\NWho did this to you,\NFather.\N\N\NDo not make me an orphan for\Nthe second time, Father.\N\N\NSomeone did this to Father\Nin your own house.\N\N\NAnd You watched silently?\N\N\NYou should have called me\Nfrom this world.\N\N\NThere is no need for me.\N\N\NBut there is need for him.\N\N\NThousand of children like\NAnthony are abandoned to die...\N\N\N...on church steps\N\N\NThey leave a letter like this\Nwith the children, then go away.\N\N\NWho looks after the\Nchildren? He does.\N\N\NNow if a child is abandoned,\Nwho will look after it?\N\N\NToday I ask\Nsomething of you.\N\N\NTell me where the man is\Nwho did this to Father.\N\N\NIf You don't tell me,\NI swear by you...\N\N\N...l'll become so bad, no\Npower on earth will change me.\N\N\NLook, I have sworn\Nby you.\N\N\NWho's that man? Tell me.\N\N\NThis locket belongs to...\N\N\NRecognize this?\N\NIt's mine.\N\N289\N\NHowd you get it?\N\N\NIt was lying near Father.\N\N\NBut Robert took it from me.\N\N1\NWhen he was trying to take\Nhis daughter Jenny.\N\NJenny is Robert's daughter?\N\N\NYes, the daughter of\Nmy greatest enemy.\N\N\NWhat a quirk of fate.\N\NHer father's out for\Nmy blood...\N\N\N...and the boy she is marrying\Nis my long-last son.\N\N\NJenny is marrying\Nyour son?\N\N\NI didn't know either, until\Nshe told me on the phone.\N\N\NFather and daughter\Nare so unlike\N\N\NThe father separated\Nmy children from me.\N\N\NJenny will reunite\Nme with my son.\N\N\NIf the boy is your son...\N\N\NRecognize this letter?\N\N\NThis is my wife's letter!\NWhere did you get it?\N\N\NI cannot remember.\N\N\N22 years ago I was left...\N\N\N...outside a church, with\Nthis letter in my hand\N\NThat means...\N\N\NThat means you're my father.\N\N\NHow fortunate I am today;\NI've found all three sons.\N\NYes, Amar and Akbar as well.\N\N\NI've come for Jenny's gown.\N\N\NWho might you be?\N\N\NNever mind who I am, go and\Nfetch Jenny's wedding gown.\N\N5\NThis is fishy,\NAkbar, do something.\N\N\NWhat about alterations?\NYou'd better take my uncle.\N\N\NMust he come?\N\N\NIt's vital. Wait here,\NI'll rustle up uncle.\N\N\NBe considerate! I'm old enough\Nto be your grandfather.\N\NWhat a catch!\N\N\NCatch?\N\N\NDo I look like a fish?\N\N\NYou look decent but you're\Ninsolent. I'm the master-tailor.\N\N\NI've cut to size many\Na fellow like you.\N\N\NI'm the youngest. My older\Nbrothers wield sharper scissors.\N\NGet on with your work.\N\N\N\NThen I'll go, I had to stop\Nwork when he brought me here.\N\N\NThis is how you "catch" me.\NSee how rude you were?\N\N\N\NTake him to Jenny, fast.\N\N\NLet me measure you!\N\N\NThese people have brought\Nme here by force.\N\N\NSo you caught her, too! You\Ngo around catching everybody.\N\N\NNow I see what\Nyou mean by 'catch'\N\N\N\NI have had a 'catch'\N\N\NHere's the master-tailor,\Nto complete the fitting.\N\N\NI refuse to wear it!\NGet out of here!\N\N\N\NYou won't wear it?\N\N\NAre you going to get married,\Nor take up fisticuffs?\N\N\NNever strike a woman.\NChild, do as he says.\N\N\NGet out, I said!\N\N\NFigure it out.\N\N\NKeep your distance; say what\Nyou have to say out loud.\N\N\NI say; you can hunt\Nhigh and low...\N\N\N...but you'll find no one\Nas handsome as him.\N\N\NHe can marry\Nyour daughter, then.\N\N\NPlease understand!\NI'm Akbar.\N\N\NAllah ho Akbar! She'll give\Nthe game away in a minute.\N\N\N- Now I must get going.\N- What about measurements?\N\N\NMy eyes have taken in\Nevery detail.\N\N\NMaster-tailor,\Nwhere are you going?\N\N\NThis order belongs to my older\Nbrother, I'm going to fetch him.\N\N\NYou can't go until\Nafter the wedding.\N\N\NDo you expect me to give a\Ndance recital at my age?\N\N\NI'm respectful and you\Ntell me to shut up.\N\N\NIt's Pedro.\N\N\NNo cutting, no fitting.\NNo fitting, no wedding.\N\N\NDo the fitting here. We'll bring\Nall you want from the bazaar.\N\N\NBazaar stuff is only fit\Nfor bazaar tailors.\N\N\NOur machines date back\Nto the British...\N\N\N...our needless to\Nthe emperors.\N\N\NMake a list;\Nwe'll send it to your shop\N\N\NSir, I have a request.\N\N\NCan you give me a chance to talk?\N\N\NI talk politely and\Nyou tell me to shut up.\N\N\NRobert? Where have\Nyou been?\N\N\NI need a priest and a band.\N\N\NYou are marrying?\N\N\NI'm not marrying; it's for\Nmy daughter's wedding.\N\N\NMeet me with those people\Nat Naaz Hotel at five.\N\N\NI can't come there,\Nbut my men will.\N\N\NMaking me write, at my age?\N\N\NI'll write in Urdu; no one\Nwill understand.\N\N\NJenny is in danger. Inform\NAmar and Anthony at once.\N\N\NStay here,\NI'll get the stuff ready.\N\N\NRead this.\N\NInform Amar and\NAnthony at once.\N\N\N- Where are you going?\N- Don't worry about me.\N\N\NWhere're we taking the stuff?\N\N\NYou're going nowhere;\NI'll take it.\N\N\NOh, no!\NI'll hand it over personally.\N\N\NBut who are you?\N\N\NThe master-tailor's wife.\N\N\NWhy are you here?\N\N\NHe can't do the job\Nwithout me.\N\N\NHe can only stitch if\NI thread the needle.\N\N\NHe can only cut if my hand\Nholds his on the scissors.\N\N\NAren't I right?\N\N\NAll right, get the\Ngown ready.\N\N\N- Do Amar and Anthony know?\N- Yes, they're being told.\N\N\NAre you Pedro's men?\N\N\NJenny, meet my dear sister,\NLaxmi.\N\N\NThis is Jenny's gown, Dress\Nher. Wear this dress yourself.\N\N\NShe will be your\Nbridesmaid.\N\N\NSee that Jenny is ready\Nin ten minutes.\N\NOr else...\Nyou know your brother.\N\N\NPlease get dressed,\Nor he will kill me.\N\N\NWhy aren't the priest and\Nthe band here yet?\N\N\NAmarlal and Brothers\Nreporting.\N\N\NBut where are your\Nbrothers?\N\N\NSir, we are three in one.\N\N\NMy brothers are here,\Nall around.\N\N\NBe they Hindu, Muslim,\Nor Christian. All brothers.\N\N\NWill you play alone?\N\N\NListen, man, by God's grace,\None is equal to twenty\N\N\NTo a merry tune, give a chance,\Nyour feet will start to dance\N\N\N- Eh, brother?\N- God willing.\N\N\NWhere's that son\Nof a Father?\N\N\NA Father is called a Father and\Nyours is standing before you.\N\N\NCongratulations!\N\N\NFather, I'm the bride's father.\NThe bridegroom is there.\N\N\NI take back my kiss and give\Nit to him. He's so handsome.\N\N\NGod must have made you in\NHis spare time.\N\N9\NJust wait until I have\Ntime to spare for you.\N\N\NThe bride is upstairs.\N\N\NTell her that Father Anthony\Nhas come for the marriage.\N\N\NHow our eyes longed for the\Nsight of you. Where were you?\N\NBrother Illahabadi,\Nhow are you?\N\N\NYou know each other?\N\N\NBetween his youth and old age,\NI performed 4 marriages for him.\N\N\N- I've seen you somewhere.\N- Danced to my tune, no doubt.\N\N\NDo you take this woman\Nfor your wife?\N\N\NDo you take this man\Nfor your husband?\N\N\NDon't touch her,\Nyou're only half married\N\N\N- Fetch a doctor!\N- I am a doctor\N\N\NYour daughter is going\Nto be a mother.\N\N\NNonsense!\N\N\NYou were her bodyguard! That\Nwas a fine way of guarding her!\N\N\NBut I didn't do anything!\N\N\NTake her upstairs.\N\N\NYou rascal, I'll kill you!\N\N\NBefore you kill me, man, I'll\Nkill you and your daughter.\N\N\NI wondered why he so readily\Nagreed to our marriage.\N\N\NI'll ask the girl to confess\Nwho is the father of the child.\N\NEscape down this rope.\N\N\NPhone the police. We'll keep\Nthem occupied.\N\N\NWhat are you doing here?\N\N\NI've brought the priest\Nand a musician.\N\N\NThe men you sent\Narrived long ago.\N\N\NI didn't send anyone.\N\N\NThen who's this?\N\N\NHumbly yours,\NAkbar Illahabaadi\N\N\NRobert, you're the one\NI was waiting for.\N\N\NLong ago, you and I began this\Nstory; today we'll finish it.\N\N\NBharati, why are\Nyou crying?\N\N\NYou should be happy.\NYou had lost three sons...\N\N\N...but today God\Nhas restored them...\N\N\N...and three daughter-in-law\Nas well.\N\N\NInspector, I wish to hold my\Nsons in my arms just once.\N\N