Black Bandit Page #8

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moron to be so inhumane.

But what have I done?

You. . . What have you done?

You forgot when I was in

the hospital. Hospital?

Yes, and he said he'd

look after my entire family.

Did you not promise me?

Yes, I said that I'd look

after your family. So, what?

So, when are you going to

do that? After they're dead?

Why can't you be

less fatalistic, Sister?

I'm already dealing with this fraud.

Shut up. Don't say a word.

Come over here.

Why don't you understand?

I've understood everything.

If you would've got

married at the right time. . .

. . .it couldn't come to this.

You could've had many

girls from reputed families. . .

. . .but you chose with

this good for nothing.

You're mistaken. She

comes from a decent family.

There are no problems. Listen to me.

Don't you dare to talk

rubbish about my family.

No, no. Why would we

badmouth your family?

How can we blame those poor people?

He should take all the blame.

What nonsense?! Why do

you go on about blaming me?

Why don't you understand?

You think I am a na

Girl. Hospital. You didn't tell us.

What will your father

think when he finds out?

You kept us in the dark.

And Deepak, your name means light.

And me too. Shut up.

I won't keep quiet any longer.

You can't expect me

to keep quiet when a. . .

. . .girl's life is being ruined.

Shut up. Shut up.

Get inside.

My bus met with an accident.

She was one of the victims.

Being injured, she

was hospitalized. . .

. . .and I'm paying for it.

This is what it is all about.

That's it. Is that true? Yes.

I was really scared. You

were scaring the hell out of me.

Go inside.

And listen to me. Take this.

Take Rs.500 and leave.

Just Rs.500?

My daily expenditure

for the medicine. . .

. . .and the injection is Rs. 1000.

Here's another 500. Go away.

How much money are you

going to spend on this girl?

She's not a girl.

What rubbish are you saying?

I mean, she's a patient.

Why do you interfere all the time?

Go inside. Listen to me.

I'm doing well with my bus business.

I'm running special trips.

I'm going to be paid soon. I'll give

it to you as soon as I receive it.

Really? I promise you.

I promise I'll pay you.

Now what are you promising her?

Are you going to go or should I. . .

Father! Listen to me. . .

Basanti, start this vehicle now.

We've been waiting for

the last 45 minutes.

Let that two-bit conductor arrive. . .

. . .only then can I go.

And look, if you're in

a hurry, you can walk.

Hail Goddess Lakshmi.

Priest, did you see Harilal?

We all are God's children. You. . .

He wears a mark on his forehead.

He wears a thread around his

wrists and an amulet on his neck.

Simpleton. Always pleads.

The conductor. Hail

Lord Ram. Hail Lord Ram.

Don't talk about that moron.

He must be lying

intoxicated somewhere.

Brother, was Harilal here?

He used to visit frequently,

but I haven't seen him around.

He said he's got a new job.

Where should I search for him now?

By the way, he's got

someone special. A woman.

Where's Harilal? They got into

a cab and took off early morning.

Some spare parts. . .

Deepak! Deepak! Let's see.

Did you find out?

Was there an account to settle?

No.

Oh, yes! He came to collect his last

month's salary. That's it really.

Deepak, I'm talking

about the collection.

The money we made at the fair.

The ticket money?

The money we've made

in the last ten days?

He was going to give me

all the money today. Why?

Harilal !

He's not here.

Where is he?

Tell him to step outside.

He was here this morning,

but he's not home right now.

Listen, don't hide him.

We'll find him, no

matter where he is.

You, shut up!

Has he done anything wrong?

What? No way!

We made a mistake by employing him. . .

. . .without checking his background. . .

. . .or asking for any kind of deposit.

Being a laborer. . .

. . .we understand the

hardships they face.

His apparent sense of

morality lured us to employ him. . .

. . .we were conned in return.

We patiently waited for money. . .

. . .in order to pay off our debts. . .

. . .but that worthless

Harilal ran away with our money.

Tell him it doesn't

matter where he hides.

God will always have an eye on him.

He has disgraced us.

Is this what we deserve?

Sell your scraps!

Hey, Deepak. Where are you going?

That's what I've

been wondering as well.

Let's go to the police station,

let's file an F.I.R.

What's fir?

I mean, FIR.

You better dump that

English dictionary. . .

. . .you have in your hollow head.

But we need to file a complaint,

don't we?

That's what I'm thinking about.

Did you see his aged parents?

Look at the conditions they live in.

We lost our money,

they lost their son.

What good will come out

of filing a complaint?

The parents will suffer eventually.

The son has enough money

to spend. . . spend lavishly.

I can't punish his

parents for his deeds.

They're already

looking down a gun's barrel.

I don't want to be the

one to pull the trigger.

You have a big heart.

However compassion is an

alien language to most people.

Those tire vendors

and garage owners. . .

. . .will dig their fangs

to get what's theirs.

Then what will you do?

There are two men who

live with their in-laws.

Knock on either of their doors.

We have nothing more to loose.

That's exactly what they want.

As soon as I open my mouth. . .

. . .they will start shouting,

Sell the house!

My real trouble is

I can't begin to. . .

. . .ask my own family for help.

I don't have a bag full of money.

I'm not asking you for one either.

I want you to know. . .

. . .I'm just saying. . .

. . .that I took the money

from you because I was sure. . .

. . .that I could return it.

It's just bad luck that I can't.

Walk with me!

Okay, listen.

You're like a brother to me.

Forget about what you owe me.

Going to America is like

climbing Mount Everest.

Get the money, apply for a Visa. . .

. . .then bang your

head to learn English.

It's like building

castles in the air.

Does my situation look

any different to you?

We're thriving on a dream of ruins.

Just wait till we get our

hands on that conductor.

I'll repay it as soon as I can.

It would've been far better. . .

. . .if there were a shop

where they sold conductors.

It would've been far better. . .

. . .if there were a shop

where they sold conductors.

Outside. Let's talk outside.

Goodbye.

This wouldn't be the

case if it were anyone else.

Yes, why not? Your

brother's a great personality.

Conductor.

Soon he'll be promoted to cleaner.

He'll be clearing

the filth off the bus. . .

. . .and then hurling

it all over our faces.

Why are you talking like that?

There's nothing wrong

with what I'm saying.

Knock some sense into him.

Save him from himself.

Or else he'll ruin the image

of our family in this society.

Don't waste your time.

No job is too lowly.

If you have what it takes,

then your heart will be content.

Keep going, keep going.

Always keep moving ahead.

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