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Mmmm... interesting.

Playful, bit of a brat.

And very pretty...

Yes. Yes... someone new...

a new buddy.

You like my glasses, don't you?

Well... you can have them...

here... there you go.

Happy?

Teacher... tea... cher

Mr. Sahai, she understands?

No, she's just imitating me.

Good... good girl

what is she doing?

That's her sign for me.

Her mother

oh, she's strong.

- I'm really sorry, Mr. Sahai

It's alright.

What's this!!

What is this bell for?

This is her identity

If she is lost.

We find her through its sound.

Take it off!!!!

When you think, that

your child is an animal...

what do you expect of others?

- It's your job to make her human.

How do you plan to do this?

These fingers, Mr. McNally.

They're eyes of the blind...

...Voice of the mute...

poetry of the deaf.

Raise it to a sword...

...clench it for strength.

They can feed you and slap you,

they can point you towards God

and sometimes...

even the door.

It isn't as easy as you make it seem.

My daughter is like me...

stubborn...

- Insolent.

Not you. Y our daughter

lunch... will be served

shortly, Mr. Sahai.

Thank you. Mrs. McNally,

I'm so hungry.

Thank you lord, for the bread

on our plate

for the air we breathe,

so fresh and pure.

For kindness and faith,

we are thankful to thee.

Life's treasures and loved ones,

we hold and cherish.

No

leave her, Mr. Sahai.

No. she has to learn how to behave.

Leave her hand Mr. Sahai!

This is the only reason

she hasn't learnt anything.

I will not tolerate this

in front of my guests.

Michelle eats like this.

Either she eats from her plate

or stays hungry. Am I understood?

Let her eat, you will

get another plate.

I... don't have a problem

with the plate, Mr. McNally.

The plate... is fine.

Let her go.

This is no way to teach.

Don't you feel pity

for this handicapped child?

Pity? And on this devil...?

So she can do as she pleases?

No Mr. McNally,

I have pity on you...

and don't you dare

call her handicapped.

That's enough! Do not forget that you

are a paid servant in this house.

A teacher! Mr. McNally... not a

paid servant... a paid teacher.

Leave her, right now.

No! You leave. All of you.

Mr. Sahai,

handling Michelle like this...

mrs. McNally... you had said that

you'd cooperate.

All right. There's no point in

going on like this.

Let's give him a chance.

Let him do his job Paul.

Leave! Leave!

Martha, I'm really sorry,

for today's lunch

don't worry cathy.

He's a new teacher, that's why.

Isn't it, Paul?

Martha, I'll drop you home.

Paul, I will speak to Mr. Sahai...

I am very hungry;

I am going to eat...

and if you behave

then you can eat too.

Spoon!

No. You will not use

your hands to eat your food.

Open it, open it, open,

and open your hands.

Leave, leave it. Leave it.

Sit. Sit. Sit. Sit down.

You will not touch the food

with your hands.

Sit down... sit.

Stop it... stop it.

Just stop it, just stop it.

Stop it. Just stop it,

just just stop it. Stop lt.

Spoon. Spoon.

There is going to be no mother.

Y our mother's not here.

Just your teacher.

Y our teacher... just me

where you going?

Where do you think you are going...

you are not going to go out...

don't...

wait... where do you think

you are running from?

You are not going out...

come along... with me... come on.

Come here... sit.

You are going to eat your food

with a spoon. Come on.

You are going to eat your food

with a spoon, come on,

open your mouth... open it...

open your mouth... open, open it...

open it. Open it, open it.

Yes. Yes. Yes... very good.

You little brat...

that should cool you down.

This is no way to teach...

we thank you lord

for the food on this plate...

for the air we breathe.

So pure and clear.

For good health and peace.

For beauty and love.

Please don't make

a hasty decision

Paul I know that his way

of teaching is eccentric...

he's rude, he's arrogant,

and he's an alcoholic.

He's not fit to be a teacher.

But, you didn't see

what he did today...

Michelle actually ate today with...

- what do you want cathy?

Get insulted in my own house?

No.- then he's got to go.

I hope you understand.

The woods are lovely...

dark and deep

but I have promises to keep...

- Mr. Sahai...

and miles to go before I can

find the damn envelope. Ah, yes!

I need to talk to you, Mr. Sahai.

Are you busy?

No. Not at all. I was just writing

to my friend, about Michelle.

She has learnt her first lesson

today... etiquette, behavior.

That you do not possess.

Anyway I'll skip the pleasantries.

I want you to leave this house.

I will not leave without

completing my job.

I've only just started.

Still a long way to go. You know.

I don't like the waYou teach.

And I don't like your interference.

This is your train ticket... cheque.

And your termination letter.

We don't need you anymore.

Youre taking the first train tomorrow.

And Michelle takes the next

to the mental asylum?

Now she's deaf blind and also

mentally retarded.

My daughter... is my responsibility.

And mine too, Mr. McNally.

You do understand that this will...

destroy her completely.

Train will leave exactly at seven.

And please... put this back

where it belongs.

Goodnight.

Goodnight!

Mr. Sahai must have left by now.

We'll talk about Michelle

after I return.

What is happening in this house?

Mrs. Gomes!

What is going on here?

This is ridiculous.

Mrs. Gomes, I don't understand what

is going on in this house today.

Good morning, mrs. McNally.

And how are you today?

Mr sahai...?

We thought you would have left.

Just shifting rooms mrs. McNally.

I never leave my work incomplete.

What do you want?

Same thing you want... that

Michelle becomes independent.

And for that, I need time.

You know that Paul...

has gone out for twenty days. And those

twenty days belong to Michelle and me.

Now, don't say No, mrs. McNally.

No!! It's not possible. You won't

take advantage of paul's absence.

Oh my God!! Oh my God!!

I don't believe this!

This is ridiculous.

I don't believe this!

What have you done?

This is paul's study...

Now this will be Michelles study.

Mrs. Gomes!!! Put that back!

- No, ma'am, he's right!

Oh ho! So the servants also

listen to you now!

Who are you to take over my house?

Michelle's teacher.

Were... were Mr. Sahai,

not anymore.

I am your last hope.

If I leave today

then after a few days...

Michelle will reach the asylum.

Mr sahai... Mr. sahai!

Yes?

As long as I live, my daughter

will never enter the asylum.

Do you understand?

My mother always...

said the same thing.

That as long as I live...

my daughter will never leave me.

But one day, she herself...

dragged her to the asylum.

And she got lost behind

the asylum's iron doors.

Michelle is deaf and

blind, Mrs. McNally!

She is not mentally retarded!

She need to recognize words...

everything that she touches,

that she eats...

has a name; which has a meaning.

I will teach her to speak...

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