Dost
- Year:
- 1989
- 162 min
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Keep it quickly.
Exporting this sandalwood
and crocodile skin
is called smuggling,
crime and a sin.
What crime, what sin! These
things are lifeless.
Now look, at this animal. It's
an animal. It has
Iife.
If we export this animal
that would be called
smuggling, a sin.
But what do I do? I'm helpless.
My business is smuggling.
Hey Villu! Yes, sir.
Okay, sir.
So, Lalvani sir, did
you bring my money?
Yes, I've got it. Count
it if you want.
There is no need to count,
Lalvani sir.
In our business, we betray law,
but never each other.
This is the first rule of
the illegal business.
Mr. Sher Singh.
Yes.
While coming here I'd heard
that the security
in this jungle's check
post is very tight.
Look, in our country, tight
security exists everywhere.
But bribery is a very
powerful thing.
strict laws like butter.
You don't worry.
My son Nagender has made
a very good arrangement.
You'll pass the check post like
how a hot knife
passes an ice wall.
What is in this truck?
I'd told Sher Singh to
give you some money.
Here it is? This is nothing.
Even if he had filled
a truck with money
still this Anthony would
not have accepted it.
I'd played a ruse, to
catch you red handed.
No, no, sir. How much money
you want, you'll get.
But leave us.
Shut up!
I arrest you with the
smuggling goods.
My dear, Anthony.
We got suspicious when you accepted
the bribe so easily.
Because we knew that you're
an honest officer.
So I was keeping a watch on you.
And I on you.
Since a long time I'd
been keeping a tab
on your smuggling activities,
Mr. Nagender.
I'll drag you in the court, see
to it that you're punished
and thus put an end on the
illegal activities in this region.
Law, justice, court and honesty
these words apply only in cities.
Not in jungles, officer.
Here the law of animals
is applicable.
If one animal has to survive
it is necessary to
kill another animal.
It's essential to drink another's
blood to quench one's thirst.
So, I'll have to become a lion
and kill you as my hunt.
Good morning, good morning,
Bansi. Give it to me.
Thank you. Forest officer
Raja. What! Anthony!
Raja, are you scared
to do this job
after the death of Anthony?
Not at all, sir.
In fact I've started appreciating
my duty and my position
more than before.
If I don't arrest and
punish the criminals
who murdered Anthony
then people will stop
trusting the police
force and justice, sir.
That's correct, Raja.
That's why the department
has decided
to transfer you
to Anthony's place.
Any objection?
No, sir.
This country gave a scholarship
to an orphan like me and
made me such a big officer.
I have many debts to pay for the
favours of this motherland.
And it's my duty to arrest
people who rob her, sir.
Very good, Raja. I want you to
join your duty from tomorrow.
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, Bansi. Thank
you very much.
wound. You'll be fine.
I'm your friend, Raja.
Thank you.
Good morning, sir.
Good morning.
Sir, I think you're the new
officer Raja sir. Am I right?
Yes, but who are you?
I'm your chef, servant,
driver, cleaner
dry cleaner everything
mashed into one.
My name is Sukha.
Sukha? What a name!
You see sir, when
I was in the city
my name used to be Sukhiya.
Sukhiya from the time
I resumed my duty in the jungle.
Even dangerous animals
don't eat me
when they pass my way.
My life is all dry. No problem.
I'll make your life lively.
Till that time you get my
luggage from the Jeep.
And carry Bansi and Mithu carefully.
If you talk rubbish, then both
of them will rip you apart. Go.
Bansi and Mithu? Who are these?
Friends, check post and thorny
trees are not sufficient
to end the smuggling
in this jungle.
We desperately need the weapons
of honesty, duty and courage.
To nab our enemies, we'll
have to work 24 hours
and not just our usual duty hours.
And we'll do this work not
only for our salary
but also for the honour
of our position.
Understand?
Yes, sir.
Sir, I was having my meals
to fill my stomach.
I got the information
that you've called me.
So I left my plate, and
here I'm present
in front of you with
my half stomach.
So tell me what's the matter,
stomach? I mean, sir?
Can you help me?
Sir, I tell you from
my stomach's heart
that I can give you what you want.
Can you give me a loan
of 1 0,000 rupees?
Sir, don't say this again.
Otherwise my stomach will burst.
Sir, to tell you the truth,
I don't even know
how many zeros are
there in 1 0,000.
I don't know.
Okay, tell me, in this department
who is the person who
can give me a loan.
In our department? There
is one person. Who?
Sukhiram.
Will he have so much cash?
Sir, there's not a thing
that he doesn't have.
Sir, now you'll ask me
how he got all this.
I'll give you the same old answer.
With the grace of stomach.
Sir, sometimes this stomach
makes a person a devil.
Sir, but don't tell
this to Sukhiram.
He'll kick me in my stomach.
Can I go now, sir? Okay.
Sir, sir, you?
Can I come inside?
Welcome, sir. Welcome.
Wow! What a nice house!
Sir, its government quarters.
This imported liquor, this fridge
T.V, V.C.R. and this red carpet.
Even this is given by the
government. Am I right?
Sir, actually
Yes, I know.
Now you'll try to say that all
this is family heritage.
But I know very well, Sukhiram
that your father was a watchman
and your mother
had to clean other's dishes
to make you an officer.
Now don't try to lie.
And tell me truthfully,
what is your salary?
Sir, 1200 rupees.
rupees as salary
can't drink scotch.
rupees as salary
can't have a colour T.V.
No, sir, what are you doing?
Bastard, being a policeman
you cheat law.
Before becoming a policeman
we have to take an oath.
Did you forget that
oath too? Get up.
Anthony lost his life because
of people like you.
Sir, please forgive me. Look, look,
this blood. Let it flow.
Let the impure blood of bribery
come out of your body.
Now give me the names of
those who bribed you.
What's the address of the
people who killed Anthony?
Sir, God promise, I don't know
their name and address.
while passing through
the check post.
And I get busy collecting
that money.
I never tried to Iook at their face.
Because I believe that the
less I know about them
the more will I live.
Gangu.
Yes, sir. Keep my car ready.
I have to go in the jungle.
What! Again jungle!
Let my fate burn!
Sita, marrying Ram, had to live
in the jungles only for 14 years.
And look at me.
You care neither for me
nor for this house.
The whole day, you're either
in that timber shop
or roaming in the jungle.
Along with you, you've even made
my son Nagender an animal.
I wish my nephew, Budhi was here.
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