Baadshah Page #3

Synopsis: In order to settle personal scores with the Chief Minister Gayetri Bachchan; a wealthy business-man, Suraj Singh Thaper hires a contract killer to assassinate her; unfortunately before reaching the venue to kill the C.M. the killer meets with a vehicle accident which kill him instantly altering the CBI who decided to send one of their officer Deepak Malhotra whose code name is Baadshah on a mission called "Maa" so that he can conduct a through investigation. Unfortunately Thaper gets wind of this and also has Deepak killed in the process; replacing Baadshah is one of Thapar's henchman. But another man named Raj who is also called Baadshah gets mistaken for the one sent on the mission both by Thapar and the CBI. Calamity destructs Raj when Thapar abducts some of his friends and are holding them as hostages until he carry out the assassination of the C.M.
 
IMDB:
6.9
Year:
1999
175 min
1,130 Views


I' m leaving for America on the 26th

of September. For an operation.

But life can't be trusted.

I could even...

That's enough.

I understand it all,

Mr Jhunjhunwala.

All you want me to do is to...

rid your daughter of the obsession

of marrying the man she loves.

That's right.

- Before the 26th then...

you want me to get

her married to Nitin.

Exactly. I' ll remain grateful

to you all my life.

I' m prepared to pay

any fees you ask for.

If you need an advance...

- How can you say such things!

Grab it!

A satellite problem here, you see.

But don't worry.

What will your fees be?

What do I say about such

a case, Mr Jhunjhunwala?

But still, about 10 thousand...

Ask for more!

Pay me 10,000 as an advance...

and the 40,000 when

I complete the assignment.

Very well.

You can relax now, Jhunjhunwala.

You can consider your job done!

May I leave now?

- All right.

Thanks a lot.

- Good-bye!

Here you are. In full and final.

Relax till our job is done.

Will no one suspect us?

- Don't worry. We' ll handle that.

Insolent rascal!

- What happened, madam?

This loafer was only

pretending to dance!

He was making

lewd gestures to me!

That's impossible!

The poor chap is blind.

My glasses!

What rubbish! How was he

dancing if he's blind?

How could he prance about, without

being able to see the place?

An artist uses his heart

to look at things, madam.

To earn a living, he has been

dancing and singing here for ages.

He knows every nook and corner

of this place.

You slapped him for no reason.

It's all right, manager.

Never mind.

Fate itself has dealt me

a severe blow.

What difference does

her slap make?

I' m not the lady...

here she is.

You' re wearing trousers, madam?

- Yes.

What you did was right, madam.

I have received so much of love

and sympathy from everyone...

that I forgot I was blind.

But your slap has

opened my eyes today.

You've made me realise that a blind

man is after all, a blind man!

I' m very grateful to you...

Mister...

Your coat?

- Yes. Help Me wear it.

My stick?

- Here it is.

I must leave now.

Can somebody drop me at the

bus-stop? It's time for my bus.

I' ll take you there.

- you? Thank you So much.

Good-bye!

He's a very self-respecting man!

He will even starve!

But he will never come here again.

He won't even sing ever again.

Excuse me...

- One moment, sister!

I' m blind. And I've just

been slapped by a girl!

I am the same girl.

- I see!

The girl in the trousers!

- I've made a mistake. I...

No. You have made no mistake!

It's my blindness that is to blame.

Have you forgiven me?

- of course.

Come on. I' ll take you

wherever you wish to go.

How can I refuse...

now that you insist?

Let's go.

He's done it!

- What?!

He has scored with the girl!

He's bringing her here!

This is it! My home is here!

How did you know?

There's a dairy farm around.

It stinks.

I must leave now.

- No...

You've come all the way.

You must have a cup of tea

in my humble abode.

It's pretty late.

Some other day, perhaps.

All right!

Let's leave it to God!

It's raining in summer!

- it happens in our locality.

Looks like God also wants you

to spend time in my house...

till the rain stops.

Please come with me.

Have you left?

- No...

Welcome... to my humble abode!

How fortunate I am!

Careful...

- The house is a mess, l' m sorry.

Let me put these clothes

in the trunk.

The books lay strewn around.

Nobody cares for them, you see!

And the umbrella's lying here...

while it's raining outside.

I' m through!

- This is surprising!

You know where to keep everything

without even looking!

There's nothing surprising.

I've measured it all. Now look...

Three steps ahead is the TV.

You' re behind by three steps.

Five steps away is the fridge...

and you' re five steps behind.

Hungry? All right.

You broke the walnut without

shattering the glass!

This is indeed surprising.

But you can do it too.

Give me your right hand...

Go on.

Now hold the walnut between

two fingers and your thumb.

Move it 45 degrees

to the right...

now hurl it using your shoulder!

That's all right.

You seem to have caught a cold.

One moment, please.

One, two, three, four, five...

I don't want a cold drink.

- l' m not giving you a cold drink.

I was giving you something

to change into.

We keep the soft drinks in

the cupboard. Here you are.

Go ahead and change. I' ll go

and make some hot tea for you.

Strong, but low on sugar.

One, two, three, four...

For a moment, I thought

you were watching me.

I was watching you.

- What?!

Not with my eyes...

with my heart.

Were you by birth...

- No.

I wasn't poor by birth either.

My father was rich and handsome.

You' ll find his picture

on this wall.

We owned handloom factories

in Honolulu.

We had half a dozen bungalows

and a fleet of cars.

One fine day, there was this

blaze in our factory.

And my father died

of shock.

I lost my mother even

before I was born.

Then into this lonely life

of mine... came Meena.

Perhaps I was not destined to

enjoy those little joys either.

Even as she walked

on the streets one day...

There came this truck...

Meena didn't realise it...

and I screamed, " Meena!"

But she didn't hear me.

The truck was racing towards her,

and I screamed, " Meena"

"Save Meena!

Stop the truck, someone!"

But no one heard me!

And the truck sped towards her!

I ran to her, even as the truck

was about to run her over!

I leapt on her and...

The headlights of that truck

took away the sight of my eyes!

And Meena... how is she?

Meena... is now with me.

She's a mother to

two babies.

Where is she?

She must be around.

There's someone to meet you!

This is my Meena.

- This... Meena!?

Come to me, Meena.

- And I thought it was a woman!

What I regret is that I can't

see my Meena anymore.

Don't lose heart.

Your eyes can be cured.

Only if Doctor Rustom

wishes to!

But he asks for a fees

of 20,000 Rupees!

And I don't even have

Really? In that case, l' ll have

myself operated tomorrow!

We' re friends. And I haven't

even asked your name!

What... is your name?

- Seema.

My name is Babulal.

But you can call me Raj.

It's settled then. I' ll pick

you up from here tomorrow...

to go to Dr. Rustom's clinic.

- That's not necessary!

I' ll meet you at the bus-stop

at exactly 8.02 a.m.!

It has stopped raining.

- The tank must've been emptied.

What?!

- Tank... I mean, thank you!

You may leave now.

One moment...

That's the only kurta I have.

That's okay...

- l' ll go and change.

Hurry up, guys! Quick!

Here we are! This is the place!

Strange! This is exactly

like your house!

Really? How would I know?

I haven't seen my place.

That's okay.

Lokhandwala Builders, you see.

They make identical structures.

Shall we go in?

It's 8.04 a.m.

Do you have an appointment?

- Yes.

We were supposed to be here at 8.05.

We' re late by half a minute.

Okay... Please be seated.

The doctor's in the operation

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