Himmatwala Page #2

And her son is a killer.

Look at how brutally he attacked me...

We can't let such a

family live in our village.

Before they bring more

devastation upon us...

throw them out of here.

Sher Singh!

No, Ravi.

You won't do that.

I forbid you.

I lost you once before,

I don't want to lose you again.

We have been dying a little everyday.

Don't give him an easy death.

Only those who cry

know the value of tears.

Make him cry so much

that he forgets how to smile.

Put him in such a bind that

he will come clean about your father.

Take away his peace, not his life.

Have pity on me...

please give me a chance.

Fine, you have seven days!

If you don't pay the

interest in seven days"

I will cut you to pieces.

Get it?

Let's go.

Sir, Savitri's house...

Someone broke the lock

and entered the house.

Should I inform Sher Singh?

Hey you! Stop it!

You're like an ant hanging

onto the tail of a lizard hiding...

behind an old photo

frame in a decrepit mansion.

How dare you break the lock?

Balwant, lock it again.

It's not his hammer,

the lock was fake!

If you can break that lock,

I will get one which is even bigger.

What will you do now?

You don't have the hammer...

It didn't break!

Are those hands or hammers?

Who is this giant spider

in a colony of ants!

Come here.

That's my style!

I'll show you my style.

I have a habit...

What?

First, I make people laugh...

And then?

Then I make them cry.

Make them cry?

WOW!

I know this is your

love and affection for me.

All I have are the deeds

to your houses and land...

and yet on one word...

every villager feeds

me three times a day!

What's today's special?

Sir...

I mortgaged my wife's necklace

to prepare mutton biryani for you.

Let me see...

How did this beggar get in?

Get lost!

Take a good look at me,

brother-in-law.

You rascal!

How dare a beggar

call me brother-in-lam!

What seems to be painted

red used to be my face.

Narayan Das?

Don't show me a mirror,

lest I say it is from China!

So, today's special is mutton biryani?

Who did this to you?

Please, don't ask!

First he held his

ground like Gandhi and...

then he razed me to

the ground like a storm.

And all your henchmen

fell like matchsticks!

Is that so?

Who in Ramnagar dares

to stand up to me?

'-

He is here.

The biryani is good.

A...

A...

Don't repeat what I say...

A...

I'm tired of A, now it's B.

I have an old habit.

First, I make people laugh...

Then he makes them cry.

Silence!

I don't know who you are but...

in a few minutes,

you will know who I am.

Don't be afraid...

I won't harm you.

I will walk away from here.

Once I leave...

you will have a winning

smile on your face.

But then the story of

Sher Singh's baton will begin.

Shut up!

The story of your baton is very old.

I will narrate a new story.

As you enter your bathroom at night,

with a wide grin on your face...

the story of Psycho will begin.

Psycho hits you hard with a baton.

You were in the shower

and I packed you up!

That's enough!

You enter my village,

you storm my house...

you eat my biryani,

and narrate a story to me.

Who the hell are you?

OBI.

I've come from Delhi.

The government knows

about your land grabbing scam.

First, I will prepare

your case report and then...

I'll call in the military.

Another thing...

You know the house whose lock I broke?

I want the documents

of that house in two days.

Why two days?

Because the third

day will be your last!

How dare you say that to me?!

I will bury you right now.

Cool down.

He works for the government.

If we go against him,

he won't spare us.

Try to understand.

At the right time,

we will get rid of him.

Right now, keep calm.

Because in the next scene, your daughter,

Rekha, is coming back to Ramnagar.

Sher Singh's daughter,

the nemesis of the poor.

She will kill me 'all for a ticket'!

I'm sorry, girls.

Every time I travel by train,

I'm in a bad mood.

How was the kick on your bum?

Carry my bags-

You will get tired if you stand.

Sit in my cabin upstairs,

'all for a ticket'!

Here's something cold for all of you.

On the spot... gold spot!

Shut up, uncle!

Shut up?

Turn around.

How dare you talk to me like that?

I meant, turn around and see.

Your uncle is arriving in that car.

Rekha!

What took you so long, uncle?

Do you know how long

I've been waiting here?

H ow?

Ten...

Ten hours?

No, Narayan Dasji.

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes... okay.

Just ten minutes.

Just ten minutes?

Ten minutes of my life. Wasted!

Rekha, today our chauffeur's

sister is getting married.

It's nearby... in the next town...

he took the day off 50--

I'll take you home.

How dare he do that?

His sister's marriage is not

more important than my ten minutes?

Now he will watch

as I ruin their life.

Ma'am, please don't do that.

I will lose everything.

What about the ten minutes

of my life that I lost?

That's enough, Rekha.

Now from this side.

Watch as I ruin you

and your sister's marriage.

I won't let this marriage take place.

Don't do that, ma'am.

I lay my respect and my

family's reputation at your feet.

I hate the poor!

Madam, the poor possess

only two things.

A turban on their head

and the shoes on their feet.

But when they lose their turban...

it is their shoes

they hold in their hands.

Padma...

I thought I'd drop you off over here.

But now I think I'll

have a bite before I leave.

You think you are some hero?

Stay within your limits.

You are nothing before me.

You don't know who I am.

You are Sher Singh's

illegitimate daughter.

What do you mean by illegitmate?

Every thing your father does is illegitmate,

so how can his daughter be legitmate?

Laughter.

The father says,

'let's eradicate poverty'.

And the daughter

is eradicating the poor.

Applause.

Uncle...

this man is insulting me and

you're standing there doing nothing.

It's okay, Rekha.

He is a CBI officer from Delhi.

First he makes people laugh,

then he makes them cry.

I'm with you, so it's okay.

Panditji, start the prayer.

Stop it, Panditji.

If the pavilion isn't there,

the marriage can't take place.

Boys, break the pavilion.

Wait a minute.

Forget about breaking this place.

If your thugs so much

as touch this pavilion...

I will break it myself.

But if that doesn't happen...

Sher Singh's daughter will have

to dance before everyone present here.

Do you accept the challenge?

Rekha!

Can you dance.

Shut up, uncle!

I accept the challenge.

Boys, I will give 2000 rupees

to anyone who touches the pavilion.

Hey...

Enough with the threatening,

now go and touch the pavilion.

Boys, beat him.

Don't you like it?

Now you like it.

Now I've lost it!

2000 rupees is a huge amount.

I'm sitting here while

the pavilion is still there.

Go.

Go.

Rekha, do you want bells or anklets?

Shut up, uncle!

But you have to dance.

I'm sure you've heard...

if one doesn't fear the rod...

you should give a hard...

What?

Kick on the bum!

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