How is my sister?
I've been trying my best to save her life. But...
- What's it? - Hurry. Go and see her.
I'm leaving my son with you. After I'm gone...
Don't say that. You're going to be fine.
I know. I won't ever get out of this bed.
Just as well. My husband never gave me a day's peace.
Death is my only escape.
Forgive me, my sister. I married you off to Rana.
I had no idea what a murderous scoundrel he'd turn out to be!
I have destroyed your life! It's all my fault.
The sins of my past lives! That's what it is.
Brother, you must give me your word.
You mustn't let my son follow in his father's footsteps.
Then I will die in peace.
You have my word.
I will care for your son as my own.
I won't tell that scoundrel that this is his son.
He Ram!
I told your father to come home early.
- Because it's your birthday. - And here I am.
Here's your birthday present. Happy birthday.
Thank you Daddy. And what did you get for Anil?
Whose birthday is it? Yours? Or Anil's?
And why are you wearing the ceremonial dot?
Because brother told me to.
Go on now. Play.
You love Preetam so much. Who can say he isn't your son?
I have never discriminated between Anil and Preetam.
Sir, there's someone here to see you.
Who are you?
Recognize me?
Rana! You!
You? Here? You were serving life! It's just been six years!
I escaped.
Where is Rukmini?
Your wife is dead.
She was pregnant when I went to jail. Where is my child?
He died.
Lovely! I'm free of both! All at once!
Give me 25,000. I'm going across the border.
The police are after me. Make it quick.
I won't give you a cent! You better get out of here!
I'm not going away without the money.
Not a cent! Get out! And don't you ever come back!
You won't ever learn, will you? Just give me the money. Or else!
No! For God's sake!
- Give it to him! - Never! Not even if he stabs me!
I can make do with this necklace.
No one moves! Or I shoot.
Thank you for calling us. We were looking for him.
Make sure he doesn't escape! The murderer!
Don't you worry. He won't get out alive.
- Take him away. - You conned me!
I'm no Rana if I don't get even for this!
I will raze this house! To rubble!
I won't spare anyone! I'll get even!
Who was this man?
A very evil man. But don't you be afraid.
The police is going to lock him up forever.
If he comes back, I'll kill him!
Take a bread.
- After Anil. - Only after you.
Let's share half and half.
Still sharing the bread? Won't you ever change?
Preetam, Mr Sinha the barrister, wants to know...
- what you think of his daughter. - He has already written 3 letters.
I'm not interested in getting married.
I'm still too young. Anil goes first.
- Only after my big brother. - I only look big.
Hurry up now. It's time for your train.
I hate to leave you people and go off to Bombay.
If you don't educate yourself, you'll end up like me.
Oh if I could be like you! What more could I want?
This is strange of you.
She says she won't say yes to the marriage...
before she meets Preetam. And you agree!
You're sending her to Oochin! All alone!
So what's wrong?
Why be apprehensive, Mummy?
A woman is our Prime Minister. Girls mustn't be scared anymore.
Besides, I get to choose my man. On this point, the law is on my side.
Once a girl has become a major, parental consent isn't enough.
- Ask Papa. - So says the law.
But the question is whether the girl is really mature enough.
- Papa, I protest! - When in court...
- you don't call the judge "Papa". - Sorry, Your Honour.
But only the girl can decide what the boy is worthy of her
- What do you mean, my daughter? - In court you don't call me that!
Now the court wants to know...
where and with whom the defendant will stay...
- when she is in Oochin? - With Dr Ohhaya Dutt.
She's like a daughter to you. And a good friend of mine.
The court had forgotten all about Ohhaya.
So, as a penalty, the judge will bear all the expenses...
for your trip. How much will that be?
- Three hundred. - Here you are.
You're spoiling her rotten.
Not a fly!
Hey! What are you up to?!
I was just swatting flies. And I thought here's another!
Sit down.
Up the beard.
Heads down... Now what do I cut?
Hands off the hair? And trim the moustache?
Like going for a swim, and not getting wet!
Just do what I say.
Don't touch my hair. Trim the moustache.
Meaning, not the hair on your head? Just the moustache?
- Yes. - Sure, sir.
What are you up to?
The moustache is all tangled with your beard.
I can't find the mouth.
Found it!
Now open your mouth. Keep it open.
- What are you doing?! - Just a partition.
So I know the moustache is above the beard.
Now wait a minute.
Now go to sleep.
Good boy. What a nice boy.
- Hurry! - Want a haircut?
Why don't you understand?!
Dad is getting me married to someone else!
- Your father is doing that?! - They came to see me!
- Did they?! - They even liked me!
- Liked you! - They are discussing the terms!
- Terms! - They are very rich!
- Rich? - If you don't so something fast...
Dad will get me married off!
If he does that, I'm going to hack his hair! Like that!
He told me not to touch his hair!
When he gets up, he's going to kill me!
- What do you do now? - Well, what?
Go and get me some gum.
- Here... - Open it.
- Now what? - Put it on his head.
- Like oil. Go on. - On the head
Getting shaved.
Getting it, or giving it?
You're always getting things wrong! Why do you have to drink so much?
Now go and sleep it over. Stay put till tomorrow.
Get out!
But this is the barberjoint. And Mr Preetam? At it?
I haven't gotten over last night's.
Oome here, son.
- Land me a good kick. - What?
Land me a good one. Like you'd do it to your Dad.
Killed me!
Not so hard!
So, I'm notjaded! Something's got to be wrong in there! Let's see.
You made a damn fool of him!
- Oaught you again! - Oaught? Are you fibbing?
You aren't Preetam! You're the barber!
You were in that pond! With my daughter!
Swimming! Why?
You talk like a drunk!
You mean I went swimming with your daughter?
Next you'll be saying we were eating together?
And then you'll say I was in the haystack with her!
You'll go on and on till we're in the haystack!
That's libel! Against me! And your own daughter!
Are you man, or egg?
- What? - A rotten egg!
I'll shoot you!
Shooting bullets out of a fake gun!
My scissors can cut your dud bullets into two.
You get the wrong man! Then you wag a fake gun!
You get drunk on fake hooch. And you say you're her father!
- Are you faking that one too? - What?!
Get the hell out of here!
- Out it out! - What?
Your tongue! It's wagging!
Get out of here. Out!
Why doesn't he let her marry you?
He doesn't like the trade I'm in.
He wants someone with money. Like a smuggler.
Someday, I'll take to smuggling. I'll smuggle his daughter out.
- Guru! Hurry! - What's up?
- Lotiya's mom is very ill. - Really? Let's go.
Preetam is such a nice man. He always helps the poor.
Help him, Lord Murugan! Help him always, Lord.
Hi Aunt. How are you?
You are all we poor folks have.
Now you're here. And I'm going to be all right.
Sure. You'll be all right. But you have a temperature.
- Where's the doctor? - The doctor is out of town.
There's a new lady doctor in town. Bring her over.
- Make sure she's here. Get it? - Understood.
Anybody home?
The doctor is gone to the hospital.
- I've come to see her. - Hi!
The doctor was so happy when she received your cable.
She told me, make her feel at home. Where is your luggage? I'll get it.
Out there.
Goons!
Oome with us.
Oome along, lady.
- Where to? - A place we're taking you to.
The guru wants you.
- Who are you fellows? - Haven't time to explain.
Just come along. Else, we drag.
Nonsense! Get out from here!
Fool!
A woman will never say yes. Not until you spring the knife.
Oome on!
Here you are. She wasn't coming.
- So we kidnapped her. - Didn't you tell her it's me?
My Aunt is ill. Work a cure. Else I'll cure you. Get it?
What do you think of yourselves, I ask!
I could complain to the cops and have the lot of you locked up!
- You don't know who I am! - Shut up and get on with it.
Rascal! You don't even know how to talk to a lady!
Preetam, she is not the doctor. She's someone else.
They didn't even ask me if I am the doctor!
The morons! You're lucky they are!
For all the verve you put into that slap...
your people would have heard the last of you.
Make sure you get out of town before sunrise tomorrow.
Else, I'll cut your ears and I'll cut your nose...
and I'll put you on a donkey, and I'll show you around town!
You think your father rules this place!
If you talk to me ever again, I'll beat you with my shoes!
- What have you done! - Just a slap.
He's lucky I didn't break his head.
You fool! Preetam is the man you're going to marry!
Nonsense! He's a savage! And looks like a clown!
Looks aside, he's very good at heart.
The doctor wants you inside, lady. Please come over.
The way bill. Have it receipted on delivery.
They cabled. You've won the contract.
Did we? Daddy will be happy.
- She isn't gone yet. - Who?
The one who slapped you! No! She was going to slap us!
And you told her to get out. But she hasn't gone yet.
- Are you drunk on toddy? - No toddy. And I saw her.
That uptown girl! So she isn't gone yet?
Men!
Where is that girl? ...where is she?
She's gone!
We'll look inside.
She went out of the back door.
Gotcha!
He's trying to rape me!
So you speak the lingo too? Did you think you'd fool me?
I don't understand a word!
- Sharan! You can't fool me! - I'm Bindiya!
- But you look just like Sharan. - You must have seen my twin.
- Twin? - Yes.
We used to be very poor. Then she was adopted. Rich parents.
They educated her. And made a lady out of her. I just stayed poor.
After Mummy died, I went to her asking for a little money.
She screamed at me and she threw me out.
Bindiya? Sharan's sister? And what a sea of difference!
She's horrible!
- Did she slap you? - No... no.
God bless you, can you put me on a job?
Sure. I'll give you a job. See me in the office.
My name is Preetam.
- Pratap, is it? - Not Pratap. Preetam.
Never heard a name like that. What does it mean?
Lover.
But never mind all that. Oome to the office. I'll put you on.
Put me on!
- You stole my clothes! - Please try to understand!
Tell that to the cops.
Oaught you at last. So, how long have you been at it?
I'm not a thief. Ask Mr Preetam.
So you're also a liar!
You told me you know Preetam. And I sent my man to him.
Had he known you, he would've been here.
Next you're going to say you know the chief minister!
913...
The eagle eye, you see. She is a thief!
- One look at her and I knew. - You sure have the eye, sir!
No! Believe me! I didn't steal!
- Do you know her? - Very well.
- Have you been thieving? - I'm a poor girl. You know me.
My clothes were all torn. So I stole her clothes.
I would've returned her clothes after I did some shopping.
- Now who would believe that? - And who wouldn't? I do!
- She's saying the truth. - Just what I thought!
I think she's saying the truth.
I'll sign the papers later.
- Oan I take her away now? - Of course!
- I'll return the coat. - Sure.
The eagle eye, you see. She wasn't a thief. Just poor.
- One look at her and I knew. - You sure have the eye, sir!
Pack it.
How do I look?
Your change.
Why are you staring?
Those looks could kill a man!
But that sister of yours, Sharan...
One look at her, and I feel like killing her!
One look at you, and I think I'm going to die.
Good we met. Now my brother can have his wish.
What? Me? For your brother?
You're lucky for him. He wasn't about to marry.
Until I did. And I hadn't the least intention to marry.
That was what it was like until a couple of minutes ago.
And now?
Now intent has hardened. Into resolve.
But I'm just a poor girl.
- Why me? - Because I like you.
One who is poor, has nothing. You have this treasure. Beauty.
Oome. - Your package, sir.
Have it sent over.
If you step out of this house, I'll break your legs!
You'll marry the man I want! He's rich! I gave him my word.
Why did you do it? I'm going to die!
Someday, we all die.
But don't you die before you marry.
- Die afterwards. I'll make money! - All you want is money!
- You want it for your booze! - Yes! For my booze!
- Open up! - Who is it?
Police! Open up!
I'm sub-Inspector Abdul Hakim Nariyalwala.
- You're under arrest. - What have I done?
What not? It's a long list.
First, you drink!
Second, you drink moonshine!
Third, you drink every day during prohibition!
Three years on three counts. That's what you get.
But I'm not drinking! The last time was a week ago!
- Ask my daughter! - Don't you try to fool her.
Else, I'll tape your mouth. I'll ask her what I want to ask.
Beauty... Any hooch at home?
No?
You're taking sides with your father!
Well, all right.
If I'm any policeman, I'll sniff it out.
Something under this cover?
There! I could beat you up for this!
That was the fourth count.
Oome on.
- I beg of you! - Begging from a policeman!
That's an insult! The fifth count!
Please! Forgive me!
Please forgive him.
I might for your sake, my beauty.
Now get up.
Dump this filth in the river.
And fill this bottle with pure river water.
Now get out of here. Hurry. And take your time.
Get out!
Sent him packing.
I hate to leave you. But I must.
That old fool is going to be back.
Keep the window open. At nine tonight. I'll sneak in.
If your father doesn't say yes, we are going to elope.
Make sure you keep the window open.
I will come. So long, darling. So long!
Nine o'clock!
Let's change beds. I couldn't sleep in that room.
In there, I won't be able to sleep.
You can make up for lost sleep tomorrow.
Now go on.
- But listen to me... - Tomorrow. Go now.
- But... - No buts.
- Will you go, or won't you? - All right.
- Hurry up. - All right.
- Now! - I'm going!
What's in the window? Mosquitoes?
I'm right under your window.
Ooming, coming my love. Tarry a while.
Where's your father?
Asleep? In the other room?
Are you the moon in full bloom? Or are you a dream?
Whatever you be, you are exquisite!
When I left you, you were skinny.
You seem to have plumped up in just a few hours.
Has it been a wait pregnant with expectation?
Hope we don't wake up that old fool.
I like it in the dark. Let's cover up.
- What's going on? - I haven't an idea!
The next time, I'll kill you!
You're playing with fire. The day Preetam gets to know...
there's no guessing what he will do.
He's mad about me! It's fun.
I'll let him go on for some time.
In the end, I'll surely tell him everything.
I think I'm falling in love.
So he doesn't look like a savage clown anymore?
I think I like him very much.
Now lend me your car. I'm going to the post office.
I'll cable home to Mummy. To tell her I like him.
Dressed like this? What if Preetam sees you?
I'll be back in a jiffy. He won't even know.
- Give me the keys. - Go on.
Raise your voice and I stab you!
Who the hell are you?
- Man Singh. The bandit. - You're famous!
Hi! I'm Safachat. The barber. And I don't have a cent.
- Only scissors. - Shut up!
The cops are after me. Shave me clean.
- So the cops won't know. - Whatever you say!
Sorry! I forgot!
Put that down! I'm rattling.
- Is this your saloon? - You think it's yours?
- Just give me the answers. - No questions asked. Go on.
- Is your name Safachat? - What else?
Show him the photo.
- Have you seen this man? - I see something!
No! Don't move! You'll wreck it!
It's dangling under your whiskers ...there you are.
You should balance the whiskers. You're a policeman, aren't you?
Oome over to my shop. I'll give you a free trim.
Just give me an answer. Do you know him?
Been some time since he went to a barbershop.
Had he been here, I would've cleaned him up. Like this one.
The man in the photo ...do you know him?
No!
- If he doesn't know... - how can I know?
- You don't understand, Safachat!
This man is very dangerous. His name is Man Singh. The bandit.
He has killed a woman. And he robbed herjewelry.
Make sure you let me know if you see him.
Sure.
So the Inspector told you "to let me know".
- Get it? - I get it.
If I tell him, you will kill me.
I'll keep shut.
I'll give you a gift because you're so smart.
A diamond necklace! The bride price! For my Gauri!
Get going.
Oh for some more of these big-hearted bullies!
- What are you saying? - I'm in such a fix!
He chases me whenever he sees me dressed like someone from the city.
When I'm dressed like a villager...
- he oozes charm. - How long will this charade go on?
I must stop this. Maybe I'll kill Bindiya.
I can't go on with this melodrama.
Kill Bindiya if you will. But can Sharan win him over?
If he loves me, he must take me for what I am.
That's the end of you! Go on. Drown.
Bindiya! You thought you could win him over!
Preetam is mine. I love him!
Murder!
Don't you try to run!
You pushed her into the river! I saw her clothes in the river!
- You've got it all wrong. - Shut up!
- No! Let go! - Oome on! To the police station!
You are a murderer! It's written on your face.
One look, and I know.
- The eagle eye, you see. - You sure have the eye, sir!
You killed your sister!
You couldn't bear to see that! So you killed her!
- I won't spare you! - No! Don't!
- Sharan! What's going on? - They won't listen to me!
Tell them! That Bindiya and I are one and the same!
Mr Preetam, let me introduce you. This is Sharan Sinha. Your fiancee.
She wanted to meet you and get to know you before the marriage.
That's why she put in the act.
You came here to fool me!
Isn't it a crime to cheat an honest man?
- Oriminal! - Sure!
- There must be a law against this. - Let's make one. Just in case.
You needn't. Oheating is a crime.
A woman uses deceit to win the heart of a man she loves.
- Is that a crime? - Who says?
Every woman is deceitful. Be it a lover or a wife.
By nature, a woman is just like a chameleon.
If she picks a quarrel with you, she loves you.
When she's loving, you can be sure she's going to pick up a fight.
- That's no crime. - Is it no crime...
when an Indian woman puts her fiancee to test?
A serious crime! No Indian woman could do that!
My wife didn't even see me before we got married!
A woman to meet her man before she marries him! Preposterous!
Silly as the son getting to see the mother to whom he is to be born!
- Men are such fools! - That's what every woman thinks!
Yet they fall in love with men!
And they marry the men and they bear their children!
You have made a spectacle of me! I hate you with all my heart!
I don't want to see your face!
If you hate me so much, I will go away from here.
I never imagined you would despise me! For all I love you!
I won't meet you again! Ever!
Oome, Ohhaya. I made such a mistake coming here!
And I fell in love with him!
Oome on, Ohhaya.
- She cried? - Yes.
- She was crying. - She was in tears.
Tears. Streaming down her face.
This isn't the right thing to do. You're ditching Preetam.
Don't mention him. He insulted me in public.
When I think of it, I get so angry!
Why isn't this train moving? It's past time.
I'll find out.
- Why isn't the train moving? - Someone is squatting on the tracks.
He doesn't move. And he won't listen.
We have informed the police. No reason for worry.
Oome on. Let's see who it is.
If you want to die, jump into a river.
Or hang yourself. Why are you holding us up?
Why are you detaining the train? If you want to kill yourself...
throw yourself in front of a speeding train.
Why squat in front of a train which is standing?
Out of the way... move.
Who's this wild uncouth animal who stopped the train?
913, I am here. You needn't mess with the law.
Step aside. Now who is it?
Stopping a train is a serious crime. I have to arrest you.
Put me in handcuffs and chains, and drag me to jail.
Put the people should know that this is happening to me because...
I am madly in love with someone.
Brothers and sisters, please tell her. For my sake.
Tell her to stay on. If she stays...
the train moves. Else, I die.
If I die, how is the train going to move?
- Mr Preetam! What has come over you? - I'm in love. With your friend.
- I hate this melodrama! - Just stay back.
- You don't hate me anymore? - No!
Really? I look like a spider! My legs are like spindles!
- And I'm a dwarf! And my figure! - As long as I live...
that's what I will behold! My fairest of fairies!
One look, and I knew! They are in love!
It's genuine. Did you steal it?
Not steal. It's a tip.
Keep it. Give it to your wife.
Just give me a bit of money. I want to buy a wife.
- Sit here. I'll be back. - Make it fast.
- You look like a fraud. - You look a villain out of a film.
- Don't mind my saying so. - Shut up!
Where is the rest of the loot?
Where is the rest of it?
- Why don't you speak?! - You just asked me to shut up!
Tell me, where is the rest of the loot?
Wait a minute!
- What are you doing?! - Outting the long to the short of it.
- What fool trims your whiskers? - I do. Myself.
- What do you mean?! - Not what you mean.
Now where's the rest of the loot?
The rest of the loot?
- I dea! - What?
- It must be with him. - With whom?
- The man I shaved. - Who was it?
- The man who tipped me. - Who was it?
- The man I shaved! - Who was it?
I know. You're one of the gang. Where does he live?
How would I know? I don't keep criminals in my house!
You're a policeman. You don't keep criminals in your house either.
Then definitely, he must be staying in his own house!
Acting smart?
The name.
They call me Safachat. I'm a barber.
Not your name. His name.
I just gave him a haircut! How'd I know his name?
Don't scream! It makes me mad! And it makes you mad!
Think. Keep your cool. And think this over.
Now say you aren't an Inspector. Say you are a greengrocer.
Now here comes a customer who wants to buy cucumber.
Next comes someone who wants to buy bell plant.
Now you wouldn't know their names. So what are you asking me?
Slippery, eh? So you won't take the bait, will you?
- Bait? Do you go fishing? - I'll show you what I fish.
- In the slammer! - In you go!
Listen!
I'm not what you think I am! I am what you think I'm not!
- Let me go! Please! - I know what you are!
- Take him away. - I have to get to work!
The eagle eye, you see. I know.
- One look and I know. - You sure have the eye, sir!
It isn't going to work this way. I have an idea.
Let's give him a chance to escape. In fact, let's help him escape.
Let him loose, he will lead us to his gang.
- And we'll nab all of them. - What a tactic, sir!
Had you been in Europe or in America, you would've become a police chief!
- Letting him out is yourjob. - Done.
Hush! Quiet!
Give me a hand.
You're making a racket! You'll wake up the cops!
My slippers... give me my slippers.
Help him.
- But how? - The ladder. Give it to him.
He's out. Now follow him.
And let me know when he contacts his gang.
I'm no Ram Sahay Singh if I don't fix Safachat for life!
- Sir, the laundry truck. - So what?
No! Safachat!
- Sir! Don't faint! - I haven't fainted!
Safachat! You're back!
I swear I tried so hard to stay out ofjail!
And you and I must have been related in our past lives.
Maybe you were my father. My mother's man. Or I, yours?
Handcuff him! Five times over! Put him in chains!
Sarita, I have good news for you. I topped my class.
Oongratulations!
Make sure you're on time tonight.
Now, the second phase of my scheme.
Marry Anil as soon as you can. And get into the household.
And afterwards, I am going to use you to destroy their family.
Like the idea?
- Good news. - A letter from your mother?
They have agreed. Here's the letter.
Oh, I'm so happy!
Have you told your parents that I'm a cabaret artiste?
I've told Mummy everything.
And next Sunday, both my brother and I are getting engaged.
- But why so soon? - No buts.
You're coming with me tomorrow. To meet my parents.
The only relative I have is a distant cousin.
Your parents are going to be like my own parents.
And my parents will love you.
Bye now. We're taking the morning flight. Tomorrow.
I'll wait for you.
Bravo, Sarita!
My dream of 25 years! It's about to come true!
It's working out just like you wanted.
- Exactly. - Full credits for your acting.
Anil is nuts about you.
Let's celebrate. How about some fun?
Pyare, don't you forget what Anil thinks of you. You're my cousin.
Let's drink to the disaster.
May 15 is an auspicious date for weddings.
- What do you say? - That's fine with us.
Mr Thakur suggests May 15.
- What do you think? - Fine.
What's the venue for your younger son's marriage?
Our house. The poor girl is an orphan.
A distant cousin is the only relative she has.
Oome, let me introduce you to him.
Let me introduce you.
He is Sharan's father. ...and Mrs Sharan.
Where is your cousin? I'd like to meet her.
Must be around somewhere. I'll introduce you.
And where's my daughter?
There they are.
Wow! Now which of them is the fairest of all?
- The engagements rings? - Here.
After you.
I'm glad that all of you are here. The engagement is done.
The wedding is on May 15.
I wish all of you will grace the occasion.
Sharan's birthday is on April 7.
Everyone here is invited to the party. Do come.
- Happy birthday. - Not today. April 7.
- Make sure you come to wish me. - I'll wish you, and I'll kiss you.
Shameless fellow!
Are you after her already?
Is he being naughty? Just tell me. I'll fix him.
We'll have a war!
That's my educated brother. Making war in times of love.
I'll still defend her... it's war, if you bother her!
- A pack of beedies for me. - After lunch.
He smokes beedies?
Your rations, Safachat.
- Not for me. - Why?
- I won't eat. - But why?
I haven't touched a razor all day. Neither the scissors.
I can't shit until after I've given someone a haircut.
I'd feel hungry after giving some guys a shave. I'd eat then.
Terima (Understand)? - Whose "ma"?
No... I've only been asking if you've understood.
All right. - Know what, Jamadar (sweeper)?
I'm no jamadar, I'm a havaldar (constable).
That's okay. I might be deceived. Even take abuses.
You might even beat me up... But I can't eat now.
I just won't eat. - All right.
But what's wrong with you guys? Why aren't you eating?
None of us will eat till Safachat eats!
A hunger strike is against the law! - What law is this?
It snatches away a barber's scissors!
I feel like a new-jet without all that... don't you get it?
You must be an illiterate guy!
I feel as I've been stripped. In the nude.
How would you feel if you were stripped? Undo that button, go on!
No... hang on! I'll get you a pair of scissors and a razor.
But I want you to promise that you will return it.
You have my word. I will return it after I have shaved some of them.
Will they eat then? - Sure, we will!
Such unity! Were we as united as a country...
- D'you get the "country" here? - Not the hooch.
This country of ours, I mean. Were this country as united...
what wonders we'd work!
Brothers, thank you for standing by me.
Once you're out of here, come over to my shop.
I'll charge you half rates.
Here you are.
Oorporal... no, constable...
I'm doing so much for the government.
They raise the slogan of having few children.
The barber does half the job.
You must hold on to your passions!
Nonsense!
This in no joke! Not a joke at all!
We do so much for the government.
But not one reward.
What's all this going on?
This is my lock up! Not a song-and-dance classroom!
- Who's responsible? - Safachat. It's his racket.
That song was aboutjustice. I didn't mean to kick up a racket.
- I swear it. By you. - Shut up.
Solitary confinement for him. And you see me in the office.
Now you're going to have fun! Oome on.
- What can I do for you? - I'm here to see Safachat.
You patronize him, don't you? But you know the law.
- He's out of circulation. - I'm here to bail him out.
You needn't have taken the trouble.
I was trying to let him out. To nab the thief.
And I thought what fool would think Safachat is a thief.
- 913... - Yes, sir?
Wasn't I telling you what a fool Safachat is?
He couldn't be the thief.
The eagle eye, you see!
You can take him away. Go on. Bring him here.
You're doing the right thing by letting Safachat off.
Else, our beards and our hair would've grown over the hedge!
Help me! It's been three days since I heard a scissor clip.
I didn't hurt a soul! Only last night I killed...
three bugs and a few mosquitoes!
- What kind of a jail is this? - Shut up!
I swear by my mother! I swear by your mother!
I didn't steal anything! I'm scared of colors!
I don't even participate in the festival of colors
I don't even chew betel-leaf because of the color...
Understand? I mean, the color of spit!
It's red!
Let me go! Please!
I'll shave you for free! All your life!
Don't worry, Mr Safachat. He's letting you off.
The real culprit has been caught!
- Oaught him? - Yes.
- Then give me the necklace! - No way. It's stolen property.
- It stays with the government. - Then the government should pay!
You don't get the necklace. Nor the money.
Why not? I shaved him! He paid me in kind!
- Oome on, Safachat. - Your bag of tricks.
A moment this way, please.
Look at the condition of it! In just three days!
Your whiskers are askew!
Don't move... don't you move. Don't.
That Safachat is a barber of the first order!
- Didn't I tell you that? - The eagle eye!
Where's Sarita? Won't she have breakfast?
She's gone to the fair. She will be back late.
On your way to the club, drop me at the jeweler's.
He hasn't delivered the necklace I ordered for Sarita.
I'll pick it up on my way back.
Not so hard!
You sent me to jail. That's where I hardened up.
I reported you for your own good.
I knew you aren't the thief. You mustn't take stolen stuff.
Softly, now.
Later. After I've oiled you up.
A massage? At this age? A stomach-ache, is it?
No, Anil. Someone mustn't have paid up. So he's getting the gripes!
Headaches are for clients. The ones who pay his bills.
Well, I am the busiest jeweler in these parts.
Ease up!
- Is my necklace ready? - Yes, sir.
Oome on.
Don't come in here. Stay out.
Here you are, sir.
Mr Anil, if you don't mind, I'd like to take a look.
- Sure. - It's beautiful.
- Please send the bill over. - Sure.
Make one for me, will you? You're good at it.
I'll shave you for free. Till the day you die.
Don't scream. I'll do it free for your son too. Till the day he dies.
Shut up!
I called the jeweler.
Anil was there at 11 am. He took the necklace.
I called the club. He isn't there either.
- Why isn't he back yet? - Must be a flat tire or something.
In that case, he would've called. I would've sent another car over.
God preserve us.
I've been having a dreadful feeling since this morning.
Forgive me. This is bad news.
What happened?
Anil's has had a crash. His car went up in flames.
Is he all right?
Please come to the hospital.
Oh God!
Anil is going to be all right.
Oome on.
My son! Where is he?
I'm sorry. Anil is no more.
The body is charred beyond recognition.
My son! I have to see my son!
This necklace was recovered from the wreck.
It was for his fiancee. But...
Mr Rana! What a disaster! Anil is dead! In a car crash!
The whole house is full of people. I slipped away.
What am I supposed to do now?
- I hope they didn't notice you? - No.
Very bad news! All our plans! Up in smoke!
- Shut up, and let me think. - What use is it anyway?
- Anil is dead. - But the other son is still alive.
Tell me! Tell me it's all lies!
I wish it were.
- We are ruined... shattered! - No!
Preetam, take care of Sarita.
Get a hold on yourself, Sarita.
What use is it living? I'd rather die!
No, Sarita. If a suicide could bring him back to life...
I would have killed myself.
Your grief is ours too. We have to face it together.
For you he is no more. That's all.
But I'm finished! He has scarred me for life!
Scarred you?
I never wanted to say this.
I'm pregnant!
What are you saying?!
It's true.
Anil is no more. I will not bring you to shame.
Oh, let me kill myself!
No! We aren't going to let you kill yourself!
No! Let me die! That's the only way I can escape the shame!
Your predicament is now ours. We must face it together.
God will surely help us out.
You mustn't lose courage!
I have thought this over. Please don't refuse me.
I know it's going to be a big sacrifice for you.
But I have no way out.
You must marry Sarita.
That is the only way out for her.
That is the only way to save Sarita. And our honor.
And this is my Anil's...
How can this be? Sarita was Anil's...
Anil your own blood. And my own brother.
- Anil was my son. But... - He wasn't your brother.
What are you saying?
The truth. We had decided never to speak of this.
But today, I must.
You aren't my son. You were my sister's son.
Before your mother died, I gave her my word.
That I would bring you up as my own son.
She didn't want you to be brought up by your father.
- He was a bandit. - A bandit?
And a murderer. He made life miserable for your mother.
Mummy, ever since I remember, you are the only mother I had.
All my life, you have loved me, and you have reared me.
Of for the sake of the love I have given you!
For the son, nothing is more important than his mother's wish.
It will be as you wish. I will do it.
God give me the strength when I face Sharan.
Let me know as soon as you see Preetam's car.
We'll give him a surprise. Now go on. Hurry.
Must you be as naughty?
Why not? This is your party. Have fun.
By the way, let your mother have a bit of fun too.
Ever after she married me, she stopped having fun.
You're always pulling my leg.
What is the fun of love, if mischief were to vanish?
- Sharan! Preetam is here. - Here already?
Hey everybody! Preetam is here.
- Where's Sharan? - In there.
You can take her. But don't you break her heart.
- I'm in no mood forjokes. - Go on. Break her heart.
- Now, the introductions. - No.
I have something to tell you. - Let's go inside.
- Must be something serious!
- When is the marriage? - The 15th. Next month.
I have to marry her. To preserve our prestige.
No! This can't be!
I know how you feel. But this is destiny.
And what am I going to do?
You better forget me.
No! I can't! I can't live without you!
But there isn't a way out, is there?
I can't forget my parents, can I?
How can I forget you? You have risen to the call of duty.
You have risen far above mere men. And you expect me to forget you?
I admire you as never before.
Do you realize what you are saying?
You might have to wait all your life.
For your love, I can wait all my life.
Had it not been for this crisis...
I would never know how much you love me.
You are a great woman... I feel like saluting you.
What will you tell your parents?
Go on. I'll explain to them.
There you are... Preetam... where are you going?
Where is he off to?
Please tell the guests that the party is over.
Party? Over? What do you mean?
You!
Why are you here?
To consummate my marriage.
This night I've dreamt forever. Tonight, my dreams will come true.
Get dressed.
Why be shy tonight? Oome on.
Our relationship is just a show for the world outside.
Personally, I will have nothing to do with you.
That was agreed upon.
But I have a right to a relationship with my husband.
How can you say that?!
And you know it. I cannot relate to you like that.
You are my brother's.
And that is what everyone in the family thinks about you.
Go away!
And never again, must you think of this.
What for? For whose sake? Anil's? But I never even loved him!
You are the one I love.
Yes, Preetam. Do you want to know the truth?
No!
Do you want to know more? I didn't even let Anil touch me.
But you said!
That I was pregnant?
It was a lie! I hate Anil.
I told the lie to get you.
You lied to me!
What else could I do? I know you love Sharan.
But I wanted you. At any cost.
And you are such a good man. Now be a good husband to me.
For the sake of her love, a woman can even kill.
All I did was say a few lies. For the sake of your love.
Oome. You mustn't be angry on your wedding night.
Let's make love.
Keep the anger for later.
Get out of here!
I won't! This house is mine! This room is mine!
This bed is mine! I'm married to you.
No one throws me out.
Rot in here.
Leave the door open. Maybe you will cool down.
I'll be waiting for you.
Enough! Don't tell me any more! I've made your life a hell!
In my selfishness, I have destroyed you.
Shame on me!
Anil is dead. And I've left you to die!
Don't say that, Mummy.
One has to be lucky to have a mother like you.
Right, Preetam. Lucky to have a mother like her.
I'll thank her all my life! She made this marriage happen.
You're brazen! Get out of here!
Talking to your daughter-in-law like that?
And why should I get out of this house?
I'll inherit it, won't I? After the oldies are dead?
Bitch!
You look so handsome when you get worked up.
You're in such a flush!
Bye, darling. Oome on, Pyare.
She lied to us. I can say that in court.
She has defamed my deceased brother. She has denigrated our family.
Where's the evidence? She can refute it.
Oan you prove anything? The court needs evidence.
She will say that you want a divorce because you want to marry Sharan.
Ohances are, the Oourt will believe her.
- Your plea will be dismissed! - She's a liar!
I know. Which is why my sympathies are with you.
- But you can't win. - Then what is to be done?
She has only one motive. Money. Just give her whatever she wants.
That's the only way.
I'll try.
I'll wait for you.
You are so full of love and kindness.
And then, there's Sarita. She's a woman too.
Fire. It lights the darkness. And it burns too.
You're just as beautiful at heart.
This is what you have taught me with your love.
We know what you're after. You did all this for the money.
Take whatever you want and get out of here.
Not the right thing for the father-in-law to say.
Remember the marriage vows? Till death do us part.
What will you take for a divorce? 100,000? 200,000?
Divorce?
That's one ugly word! So sinful!
I won't leave you. Ever.
Ma-in-law, you should tell him to be a good husband to me.
- After all, I'm his wife. - Bitch! D'you think I can't escape?
If I can't save myself, I'll make sure I kill you!
- I'm going to kill her! - Get a hold on yourself!
Oalm down, son...
What a sin! A grave sin! And I thought Sarita was a lady!
Good you told me she's a bad sort.
- She is destroying that family. - What a bad thing to do.
Tell Mr Preetam that I'm always at his service.
Any time. Day and night. I could die for him!
Well? Haircut or trim?
Nothing. Your mail.
Now who is going to write to me? Or is the government taxing barbers?
- Please read it out for me. - You can't read?
If I could, I'd be the postman.
- Dear Safachat: - Dear! The government calls me that!
- How lovely! - It isn't the government.
- It Gauri. - Why didn't you say so?
Read it. Lovingly.
- Dear Safachat: - Yes, darling?
I know you're worried for me.
Daddy has brought me to Jamalpur. Now I'm a nurse.
I always keep thinking about you.
I remember your face. So vividly.
I love you, Safachat!
Gauri! I could never live without you!
I never could... It would be a sin!
I just can't do without seeing you!
What are you doing?! I'm not Gauri!
- I'm the postman. - You stink like one.
Sorry... go on.
I want to marry you. But Daddy says you went to jail!
Don't you mention that scoundrel! You aren't going to marry him!
Not till I'm alive! If you write to him...
I'm going to strangle him!
You drunk! I'll do it to you before you do it to me!
- I'm the postman! - Sorry!
Gauri! I'm coming! To Jamalpur!
And I'll fix that Dad of yours!
But I need the address.
Gauri. In Jamalpur.
Is she deaf? Why doesn't she hear?
I got your letter! And I ran! Like a horse.
- Who are you? - Your Dad.
The doctor sahib! I'm the barber.
Say what about your whiskers? It's askew.
Safachat at your service, sir.
Safachat!
It's a ghost! Help! Gauri! That's a ghost!
Get a hold on yourself. He is no ghost.
The nurse is right. I'm not a ghost.
Not a ghost? You aren't dead? You're still alive!
But everyone thinks you're dead! Gone to The Gods!
Everyone was in tears! Even I cried!
Why didn't you send news that you're alive?
- Tell me! - I couldn't.
I came to my senses three days after the accident.
And I read in the papers that Preetam has married Sarita.
I had such respect for Preetam!
And my parents! They just kept quiet!
And you ask me why I didn't send news?
I hate to think of them! I have nothing to do with them!
For me, they are all dead!
You've got it all wrong.
Preetam has sacrificed so much for your sake.
For the sake of your prestige, he has destroyed his own life!
For the sake of my prestige? Or is it lust?
You don't say that!
Preetam is a man-like-God!
After this news about your death...
Sarita said she was pregnant with your child.
It was a matter of your name. And the prestige of the family.
That is why he married Sarita.
He destroyed his own life. And Sharan's. For your sake.
Sarita! I never knew she's such a bitch!
Oh, there's more about Sarita. First, tell me where you vanished...
with the necklace. Why didn't you go home?
I took the necklace, and I started out.
Help!
- Who were they? - I don't know.
They stopped my car. They tried to rob me!
I'll take you to a hospital. Jamalpur isn't far away. Oome.
Got it. They took the dead man for you.
I was passing by. I saw him floating in the river. He was unconscious.
I brought him here. It took him 3 days to come to his senses.
- And he was too weak to speak. - In a newspaper over breakfast...
I read that Preetam has married.
I was so wrong!
Say what, I did a good thing coming here.
- I've exposed Sarita. - Sarita!
I'm not going to let her scheme succeed!
Now please go outside. He needs rest.
Doctor! Please let me leave! My family is going to be ruined!
But you haven't recovered fully. How can I let you leave?
God! Please save this family. My heart weeps for Preetam!
I know that. But don't you ever think about me?
You know, Daddy wants me to marry a-man-with-3-kids!
If you don't do something soon, I'm going to kill myself!
You sure will!
- What? - Not you. Your father will.
This is a brand new idea from Safachat!
Which of you is the ass?
Are you insulting me?! Do I look like an ass?
The ass is sitting right in front of you!
Oh! I'm sorry!
- Doctor, why talk to an ass? - So, should I be talking to you?
- So what do you want? - Your daughter.
- What? - Not for myself!
For an old man. He's going to die in two hours or so.
But before he dies, he's going to execute a will for his widow.
200,000! For the wife? Or the widow?
Don't talk like a man. You're supposed to be the ass!
She becomes a widow as soon as he dies!
Had I a daughter, I would've married her off.
- I'd become a millionaire! Me too! But why didn't you...
tell me that before? My daughter is engaged now.
Will my daughter do?
Shut up, you ass! Don't interfere.
Never mind. I'll find someone else.
Wait a minute doctor... any chance that the old man lives?
Not even God can save him! And you've taken 5 minutes already.
Just an hour and fifty five minutes before he dies.
Hurry up now! I have to arrange for a post mortem too.
- Done! - Sure?
Gauri, put on your wedding dress.
In an hour and fifty five minutes! We will become millionare.
Minus 2 minutes and 15 seconds!
No! Never! I'd die rather than marry an old man!
Don't refuse in haste! Don't shoot yourself in the leg!
And this old fool! I mean... that old fool.
I'm itching to get my hands on him.
Like a barber who wants a go at a beard. Get it?
I'll explain it to Gauri. She will never refuse me.
All right, Daddy. If you want to see me widowed in two hours...
then so be it.
The bride is here.
Sit here with your daughter. I'll get your son-in-law...
An hour and a half from now, we're going to become millionaires!
Millionaires!
Oome sir. Meet your son-in-law.
Let me see my millions!
Sir... open your eyes.
What for?
- Your bride is here. - Is she?
Let me see... she's beautiful. But what's that...
- black patch on her face? - She isn't the bride.
This is the bride's father. Your father-in-law-to-be.
Is that so? Hi, sir!
I'm sorry. My health is failing me... I'm old, you see.
- Where's the doctor? - Gone for the post mortem.
I have just an hour and a quarter left!
The angels of death are coming! Hurry!
I'll attend to the rites. Please bring him along.
On one condition. I want 200,000 before the marriage.
I have your 200,000, my son. Sorry, father. Sorry, father-in-law.
Underneath me. Hard cash. Still warm. Go on. Take it.
- But father-in-law... - Yes?
- I have a condition too. - What?
- Till I breathe... - Breathe what?
Till I breathe my last, you won't open it.
If you open it, I'll turn a ghost!
And I'll haunt you!
Sure! Excuse me now.
I haven't the strength to last till the rites are over.
Make sure you stay till the rites are over.
I'm not giving you the money for nothing.
- Sure, Dad! - Dad?
- Son? - Son?
- No! My son-in-law! - Help me up! My God
My funeral! Make the arrangements! I won't last half-an-hour!
Priest... hurry.
Start praying, girl. Your husband is here.
Oircle the fire as I chant the hymns.
- Follow the bridegroom. - I'm dying!
Good. The faster the better.
I'll do the rest myself.
Else you'll end up marrying me.
Where's the oxygen cylinder?
- Watch it! - I can! I still can!
Hold it for me.
Never mind that! I still have it in me!
Now you are man and wife.
May the bride live forever in marital bliss.
Oongratulations.
- My darling! - Over there!
One and the same.
Oome darling. Let's consummate the marriage.
In broad daylight?!
Look, my son... sorry, father ...sorry, father-in-law.
Have some respect for a man my age!
Oome, darling.
Gauri! Wait!
I can't! I'm married now. He's all I have.
- Oome, darling. - What?
Darling!
- Well, come on. - Won't you touch my father's feet?
- Sure! - That's mine!
- Where's the Dad? - There.
I wish you die half an hour before your time.
- Oome, darling. - Millions!
That's how you take the spanner out of the works.
- So let's consummate! - Daddy is out there.
He isn't supposed to be in here.
Let's make love. Oome on!
- Fooled me! - No. Must be a check.
Oheck? How much for? 200,000?
Yes. But the check is drawn on a bankrupt bank.
- What bank? - A bankrupt bank.
- And he writes... - What?
Hi father-in-law!
Your son-in-law. Safachat!
Preetam was about to strangle me!
I'll get killed! I'm not going there!
Won't you?
Just because you gave Preetam the slip...
you think you can escape me?
- Preetam is a dangerous fellow. - Shut up.
- Tonight, she becomes a widow. - What do you mean?
Once Preetam is dead, you'll become his widow.
You'll inherit Preetam's share. I'll do it for you.
Sarita has refused to give me a divorce.
In that case I won't have you seeing my daughter.
Quiet!
Sharan is my only daughter. I won't let her ruin her life.
You've ruined yours. I can't let it happen to Sharan.
- Sarita is your wife. - I've nothing to do with Sarita.
So you insist. But society doesn't accept that.
It's a sin for Sharan to keep seeing you.
No! I won't listen to anything!
I understand. I don't want your daughter to get a bad name.
Trust me. I will never let that happen.
I won't set foot in this house. Ever again.
Yes, Sharan. It's all for your good. I told you. Forget me. Remember?
That's the only way out. I was right. Forgive me.
I won't see you ever again.
Sarita! You've ruined me!
But I won't leave you! I'll kill you!
Even if I have to hang! I won't spare you!
Sharan! Stop Preetam! Else, he might do something!
- Let go! - Stop him!
- Where's Sarita? - Upstairs.
Preetam! Stop! No! Stop him!
What have you done?!
I didn't kill her. Someone else killed Sarita.
Someone else?
Disaster! Pyare! Disaster! I missed Preetam!
I was about to kill him. But suddenly, the lights came on.
And he came out. I had to run!
- There's bad news. - What?
- It's horrible! - Just tell me!
You see, I was in Sarita's bedroom.
Once Preetam is out of our way, we can live happily ever after.
Right. Once Preetam is dead, we have no fear.
Dead men don't return.
They do. Sometimes.
Who are you?
Don't you recognize me?
You're alive!
And still kicking.
And I still have to extricate my brother from your web!
So how could I die?
Time you did.
Kill me and you hang!
I'm dead. Dead men don't hang.
So you better be dead.
Because I won't hang for killing a dead man.
I regret Sarita's death. She was good at her work.
She could've helped me get even with the Thakurs.
Where is Anil?
Locked up in the attic.
Send him to me.
I'll send him home with a letter.
Father will be glad to see his dead son alive.
- He'll do whatever I ask. - Wow! What a scheme!
Don't worry. We'll be right there. With the police.
Sir! I have great news! Your son Anil!
Oh all right, I know. But right now...
Anil is in danger. Why don't you come along?
Anil? In danger? Danger!
Go for Anil.
Take some men with you. And leave some for me.
I'll get Preetam.
Stop. Go over and help Pyare. Let me take care of him.
Not your blood on my hands!
The train is going to do it for me.
- One more step, and I shoot! - Let him go!
- No! Let me do it! - Get out!
- You're going to kill your son! - My son? But he died!
- That's what you told me. - I lied.
- You're lying! - I swear he is! Let him go!
Lie! Preetam is your son!
A mother will say anything to save her son!
I beg of you! I'm not lying!
- Go away! - No!
- Go! - I want to die with you!
- Get out! - No!
Son of a gun!
Step aside!
- No! Don't! - Get out of my way!
No! I won't let you commit a sin!
I won't let a son kill his father!
Son? Is he my son?
Preetam! My son!
Where's Anil?
Pyare... stop.
No need to kill Anil now. I have his mother.
They are willing to pay 500,000.
Hands up, Pyare. You're going to the cops. For killing Sarita.
Drop your gun. Else I shoot.
Up the ante!
Shooting bullets? Take that.
Now don't you move
What better a pardon for the sinner! I'm dying on my son's knees!
My son!
Forgive me, my son!
- You must hang him twice. - Why?
One for Sarita. Two for Rana.
Never mind the thanks. But your whiskers are askew.