Dayavan Page #3

So you'll tell me. | You have seen everything?

I've witnessed everything, sir~ | - Who has murdered him?

Whoever it is, he is | a gutsy young fellow.

Every one of us is proud of him. | That one of us is brave enough...

...to kill a swine | like Ratan Singh.

- What's his name? | - Why should I reveal it?

Why should I tell | you his name?

So that you are | honoured with a medal?

So that the government awards you | and the police is felicitated.

Lay off, sir. Is this the police? | Somebody like Ratan Singh?

A police which takes our lives, | instead of protecting it.

A police which robs the poor of | his rights instead.

A police which crushes us, and | dances to the tunes of the rich?

Stop your nonsense, and | tell us his name.

He doesn't have a name, sir. | Go ahead and arrest him.

I'm asking it for the last time. | Who killed him?

I killed him, sir. | - You killed him?

Yes.

He has been killed by this child, | who was being thrashed by you.

He has been killed by this woman, | who was picked up by Ratan Singh.

He has been killed by him, who was | robbed of his daily bread.

He has been killed by him, | who was made homeless by him.

He has been killed by her, | who was raped by him.

We all have killed him, sir. | Arrest us all.

Hang us all till death.

You people think that by shouting, | you can conceal the truth.

How long will you | protect the killer?

A police officer has | been killed, after all.

The department will leave | no stone unturned.

Ratan Singh's killer cannot | escape our clutches.

Conduct your enquiry | very rigidly.

If you suspect anybody, | detain him immediately.

I want a report about this | case by tomorrow morning.

Let's go.

No, sir. | You need not pay.

- This is meant for the tea. | - You had tea here.

It is indeed a great | honour for us.

Didn't you understand yet? | You'll get to know soon.

Such a phenomenon | is here to stay. Let's go.

Greetings. | my father is dead.

Don't say as such, dear.

He has lost his mental | balance right from childhood.

You are his mother? | - Yes.

He wants to discuss | something with you.

Yes?

I wish to give you | some money.

We don't want any money. | - I'm not obliging you.

Please convey it to her.

He had borrowed some money | from your husband.

He has come to repay | the amount.

- We don't want it. | - My father is dead.

This child needs it.

I know what a child | feels like...

...when he loses his | father in his childhood.

This child should not | experience that kind of pain.

I'll give money for | sustenance every month.

I'll repay my debts.

Please listen to what I say. | Please accept it.

My father is dead.

You have a generous | heart, Shakti.

Why are you demolishing the | homes of us poor people?

You've done | a wonderful job.

I'd promised you. | And I've done accordingly.

Do you intend to demolish the | hutments and erect factories here?

Not me. This wealthy man | will be setting up factories.

Don't worry. I'll give you all | alternate hutments elsewhere.

You behave as if | you're a generous man.

Are you a descendant | of King Harishchandra?

Try to see reason, do you hear? | He has bought over this land.

Here are the legal documents. | - See for yourself.

The documents are valid.

You take rent from us. | Yet you sold it to him.

Without bothering about us? | And how could you buy it?

Keep your mouth shut.

If you try to | deprieve us of shelter...

...I'll ensure that | you do not have a shelter.

Don't you act | smart with me~

You need not argue with them. | Isn't your task accomplished?

- Yes. | - Let's go then.

We've managed to demolish the huts. | The word "factory" was just an excuse.

Now we'll be able to construct | residential flats worth millions.

But naturally.

Shakti Dayavan states that you | cannot construct anything here.

- Everything will be destroyed. | - What did you say?

Haven't you understood yet?

Let me explain it | to you then.

Hey. You're destroying | the chandelier.

You'd better | summon the police.

Gosh. You've destroyed | the telephone now.

You've destroyed | the table now.

I'm a ruined man.

All my belongings | have been thrown away.

I'm ruined. | I'm finished.

Please forgive me. | I was mistaken.

Till now, we have only | thrown away your belongings.

Now I'll personally | throw you down.

Please forgive me. | I beg of you.

Please don't | throw me down.

We're five floors | above the ground.

Please forgive me. | I am mistaken.

Dayavan demands the documents | of the purchase deal.

Documents? | Yes. Here they are.

Why do you behave as if the | documents are your birth charts?

- Destroy those documents. | - Destroy them? All right.

I've destroyed the documents. | Please forgive me now.

All glories to Dayavan.

Have you cleared | your exams?

Won't you tell me?

- I'm going. | - No. You're misunderstanding me.

Actually, I fear that if I talk | with you, I may break into tears.

Why? | Don't you like me?

No. That's not the case.

When I saw you the other day, | I felt for the first time...

...that there is a man | who treats women with respect.

Will you marry me?

Don't cry.

Inform the priest.

Congratulations.

Congratulations to you.

You'd better | take a bath.

Darling. Tell me...

Do you desire | a boy or a girl?

Hey. What's this?

Blood.

My blood?

Your blood?

Our blood.

You're so excited.

- What is it? | - Hush. Don't tell him.

Go to sleep, baby. | Go to sleep, baby.

Our child will not be | born in this small room.

I'll give him | a big house to live in.

I know you will. | You're a big-hearted man.

- Who are you? | - I've come to meet Dayavan.

Why do you want to meet him? | - Are you his son?

Yes, I'm his son.

- And I'm his daughter. | - Is it?

What's your name?

- My name is Surya. | - And I'm Sarita.

May God bless you.

When your father had come to | Bombay years ago...

...he looked | very much like you.

- Father looked like me. | - Yes.

Please wait. I'll inform | father about your arrival.

- There's somebody to meet you. | - Is it?

Hey. Who's loving my wife?

- Your daughter. | - My daughter? I don't mind then.

Kiss her on | my behalf too.

Hey. I didn't ask you.

Greetings.

- What's the matter? | - The police have...

...tortured my son brutally. | They have locked him behind bars.

Please rescue him for me.

What offence did | your son commit?

He didn't do a thing.

You say he did nothing, | and yet the police nabbed him?

Tell me the truth. | What's his offence?

It doesn't matter.

Which police station? | At the Sitapur Police Station.

Who's the inspector-in-charge? | - It's Inspector Mathur.

- Inform Shankar about it. | - All right.

- But... | - Your son will be released.

I'm highly obliged.

- My work has been accomplished. | - No, please~ Don't bow down.

- Why are you crying? | - I stole some money.

My father slapped me.

It's good that he slapped you. | Sarita, give him some money.

All right. Remember not | to steal money in future.

- How did you get hurt? | - I slipped, and fell down.

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