Amal Page #3

Thank you, sir.

Done?

Yes.

Who's that?

Who's that?

What was that noise?

Nothing,

I was just going to the washroom.

You woke me up.

Go.

Bring me some coffee.

You okay, Honey?

Kunal misses his mother.

He was asking me

where she's been these past few weeks.

So I told him a crazy old millionaire died,

so she can't spare any time for us.

Good, makes sense.

Now please let me work.

One more thing...

The guy who picks up Kunal

asked for an advance.

So, deal with it.

But he's asking for a lot.

Ram, how many times do I have to tell you?

Please, leave me alone.

Amal, she's getting worse.

The longer we wait, the riskier it is.

Sir, I'll get the money.

What can I do for you, rickshaw wallah?

A young girl named Priya works for you.

She was hurt in a car accident.

I told you don't touch the cauliflower.

So what do you want me to do?

She needs money for an operation.

- How much?

- 50,000.

I have hundreds of people working for me,

and I don't cover their medical expenses.

And you should know better

than to ask for so much money.

Sir, she'll die without your help.

So?

Sir, you can't just let her die.

Keep working!

Sir, what if I borrowed the money from you,

in my name?

Is she related to you?

She's a friend, sir.

So you want to borrow the money.

Do you have any collateral?

You own your rickshaw?

You give me your rickshaw,

you'll get your money.

Fine then.

Shall I call a rickshaw for you?

Don't worry.

You won't feel a thing.

I'm not the one who's worried.

Why are you doing this for me,

rickshaw wallah?

What do you mean?

The doctor told me everything.

When I was your age,

my father was sick.

I hope your father feels better.

I'll pray for him.

You'll be okay.

That's what matters.

You have a good doctor.

It's in God's hands.

It's time.

Clean them and put them back up.

Hi, sweetheart.

Where's Amal?

I've taken over his accounts.

For how long?

That depends on you, sweetheart.

I keep asking you,

why can't you give me a stamp?

What's the passport code?

Give me five stamps.

Excuse me.

Do you know where Amal Kumar lives?

Straight ahead.

Thanks.

Yes?

Hello.

Yes.

He...

I haven't seen him in days.

He's not driving anymore.

He took a job at the post office.

And you are...

I'm Pooja.

He...

His rickshaw...

You left something in his rickshaw?

No, no.

He...

Why don't you come in.

Come.

Yes, sir?

I need you to take me to

the rickshaw wallah's house

at 6:
00 am tomorrow.

Yes, Sir.

Can I get some chai?

There's no water, sir.

Fine.

Hi.

- Hungry?

- No, Ma.

How was work?

Good.

Uncle said if I keep working hard,

he'll promote me to drive a delivery van.

Really?

Want to go to the temple tomorrow?

Sure, Ma.

Maybe I can get you married?

Sure, Ma.

Tired?

I hate rubbing feet.

When your father and I first got married,

he would come home every night

with bloody, blistered feet.

After I wrapped them,

he would fall asleep.

What was wrong with his feet?

All rickshaw pullers had sore feet

after running all day.

I kept telling him to buy an autorickshaw.

We could afford it.

But he only got one after you were born.

Why did he wait so long,

if he suffered so much?

That's the way he was.

He was obsessed with hard work.

You're exactly like your father.

Both stubborn...

fools.

Hi, Amal.

Your mother and I have something for you.

Open it.

A carburetor.

It's the right part?

Yes, but...

You don't like it?

It's not that.

It's a gift.

Madam, I can't accept this.

Amal, please.

I'm sorry for the trouble, madam.

But I can't take this.

Why not?

Ma, I can't.

How can you afford this?

I had some savings.

But this is expensive.

Amal, I was saving up for my dowry.

Take it.

Thank you.

What are you crazy?

Thakur-Saab just wanted to remind you

that your debt is due tomorrow.

Don't be late, understand?

I'm sorry about the little girl.

She was so feisty.

I'll never forget her.

She deserved better.

Whatever happens is God's will.

What is it?

I was thinking about my father.

He was sick a long time ago.

We needed money for treatment.

Ma said we should sell the rickshaw.

It would have been enough.

My father said no,

the rickshaw was for Amal,

no matter what happened to him.

Papa said it was God's will he was sick.

And when he died,

Ma said it was God's will he die.

I never understood

how they could say that until now.

Believe it or not,

I know what you mean.

You know,

I was saving that money for years.

But I'm not sure I ever would have spent it.

Bring the car around.

Have some tea.

Cookie?

Not working yet?

You're missing Ganesh-ji's blessing.

Now try it.

Now try.

Ma.

Just try it!

Come.

See?

Pooja's had a long night.

Drop her home.

Come.

Thank you, Auntie.

Please come visit, anytime.

I will, Auntie.

Where's Suresh?

I don't know.

I was supposed to drive him somewhere

at 6:
00 am,

but he's not here.

Has he been okay these past few days?

He seemed okay.

Where were you taking him?

It drives well.

You fixed it nicely.

It only has to last a few years.

I rode the metro this week.

Things are changing.

I'll probably have to get a taxi

when this goes.

I thought you dropped my account

because of what I said to you.

Madam...

I would have never dropped this account

by choice.

I'll see you at 5:30 today?

Sure, 5:
30.

Is this Amal Kumar's place?

Yes, but he's working.

Where?

He was here earlier.

It's 3:
00 o'clock.

He'd be picking up kids from school now.

What school?

Sacred Heart.

Come on.

Ram, why didn't you tell me

Kunal's driver's name was Amal?

Honey, you never asked.

I hired him six months ago.

If Amal gets there before me,

keep him there, understand?

Yeah, sure.

And Harish is here.

Keep him in the living room.

Can't you go faster?

- Hi, Mom.

- Go inside.

Yes, Madam.

Come inside, please.

I'm sorry I wasn't around for a few days.

No no no! Not for that.

It's something else really important.

Please come inside.

Madam, I'm in a hurry.

So am I.

I'm...

G.K. Jayaram's lawyer.

Um, you drove him about a month ago.

Remember?

No?

He was really angry...

a little crazy.

Had a beard.

No?

Cough drops!

You gave him some cough drops.

Remember?

Oh yeah.

Listen, I really have to run.

I'm also in a rush.

Please, I told you

it'll only take a few minutes.

Please, please.

Quickly.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

No, get lost.

Madam, can this wait until Monday?

No, it can't.

Come.

I can't believe it.

You came here every day

and I had no idea.

How long have you been a rickshaw driver?

Fifteen years.

Really?

Have a seat.

Come.

Amrita, wait outside.

Give me the key.

Don't let anyone in.

Close the door.

Come.

You probably have no idea.

G.K. Jayaram passed away.

Oh.

Please sit.

Mr. Jayaram wanted me

to give you this letter before we talk.

He wrote it for you.

Read it carefully.

We'll talk after.

You can ask me anything.

I know it seems strange.

Now you can ask me anything.

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