Kama Sutra: A Tale of Love Page #3
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- 1996
- 114 min
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there are no rules and no order.
Salute the day!
Salute the hills and flowers!
Enough.
Is this the statue?
Whose is this?
It's mine, sahib.
Yours, kumar?
So imbued is this stone
with the warmth of woman.
I want to kiss the skin.
I have kissed the skin.
I have kissed this skin.
Who is she?
bring her to me.
I wish I could, sahib,
but she disappeared.
Then we must find her.
Sahib.
As a reward for your
most excellent work, kumar,
you shall wrestle me.
Vazir, pay the man
his weight in gold.
Sahib.
You made her wait.
Now you will have to wait.
Listen! Listen!
We are looking for the woman
who inspired Jai kumar.
Her skin, the color of freshly
harvested wheat.
Her limbs long and languorous
like the creeper.
Thank you.
Are you ready, my precious child?
I' m frightened.
I was frightened, too,
the day they came for me.
It is good to be
a little frightened
because it means you feel things.
Come.
Another courtesan, my Queen.
Name?
Maya.
Maya?
Enough!
Tara!
How long do you expect to languish?
All day?
I was longing to see you.
Get out!
My son has an eye.
I trained him.
Yours?
Of course.
'Tis the usual custom.
The usual custom no longer applies.
If a courtesan is
not elegantly attired,
she will not exhilarate my husband.
Exhilaration is my department.
You get me something new,
or we will keep
your husband waiting.
And I'm sure will
be blamed for it.
He is full of lust,
And she is in the eye.
Get her something new
And quickly, tara.
Sahib?
What news from the stars?
There is news of the shah, sahib.
Later.
Tell me the stars.
Jupiter, the sign of good fortune,
is placed in your house
of love and marriage.
An auspicious time for love.
Good.
Sahib, we must speak.
I said later.
Vazir, matters of state
are your affair
as love is mine.
Adjust.
Adjust, my child.
It's an old story.
He had her on your wedding night...
just the way rasa had my husband.
There are courtesans,
And then there are wives.
There are dozens like her,
but you are Queen.
The glory of god is in you.
Oh, it was a good night.
Kumar, whose artistry
pleases my gods,
whatever you've heard,
in the ring, we're equal.
With or without claws?
I can be lethal enough
without them.
Good.
You do that again,
you'll have no arms.
Forgive me, sahib.
Good fight, kumar.
We have some work to discuss.
Will you join me tonight?
People say I think
too much about women.
What is there more important
to think about?
To our great king.
Started off a great warrior,
ended as an insect sucking
on a poppy flower.
Vazir.
Captured. You draw
the fleeting moment.
Show me the eternal.
You did make love to maya, then?
You know her name?
I know everything.
Answer me.
I' m waiting.
Work can only be an act of love.
You will go to china
to fetch another,
you clumsy son of a whore!
Yes, sahib. Right away.
I have found your girl, kumar.
Sit, sit.
I tell you she governs me
And winds me up
at a whim.
I want to open my eyes
to her under me...
in the morning.
You should be given an audience
with her, kumar.
I want you to carve her
across the roof of my room...
but if I was god, I' d carve her
across the bright blue sky.
Poison.
Bitter as bile.
But when taken from childhood,
it makes you immune from enemies.
My raj...
all my life...
I have lived with your used things.
Now all your life, you'll use mine.
So...
tell me, are you happy now?
Tara...
I was young.
I had no idea then
that what I did that night
would change your life forever...
And mine, too.
You got what you wanted.
He desires you.
At least one of us is happy.
Do you think that just
because the king desires me,
it makes me happy?
Does it not?
No, tara, it does not.
Sometimes...
when I catch a glimpse
of the world out side...
trees, sky...
I wish we were free like
when we were children.
Tara...
you meet again.
Enchanted.
What shall I do?
Will you dance?
I like this position.
I did not agree to sculpting
by committee, sahib.
Allow me the honor of a...
an artist's privacy.
I love you.
You love only yourself.
How naive of me.
Maya.
Maya.
Forgive me, please.
I was afraid of losing control.
Maya.
You hurt me.
I belong to him now.
No.
I belong to you.
I made a mistake.
Take me back.
Jai...
I marry you...
you marry me.
I marry you...
you marry me.
Dr. Mani, we believe Queen tara
is hysterical.
We found her flushed
And without breath.
Her body does not keep
from twisting.
Have the spirit possessed her?
I want to know.
Her heart, please.
So?
Her pulse...
it's normal.
Examining.
Examining.
Sahib.
It seems the opium
has made you half a man.
You cannot pass her over.
I've heard rumors
that her own brother's being
courted by the shah.
Invaders like the shah,
with or without that hunch back
are no match for my strength.
It is not you that are strong.
It is your neighbors that are weak.
The gods protect me.
I will s how you. Biki is nothing.
Just show me an heir from the Queen
nothing!
Before I get a bastard
from one of your whores!
Ha ha! Sweet brother- in - law,
this is your home.
You can have anything you want.
Now, what can I offer you?
More music?
Oh. Boys.
Boys? Do you insult me?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Or is it time you had women?
Ha ha! I always wanted women...
ever since I... ha ha... stood up.
Women?
Certainly, women you shall have.
You shall have
the pick of my harem.
How many do you want?
3?
4? Ha ha ha!
Don't worry, we'll blind fold them.
And tie up their hands as well.
I write this in
the interest of the people,
who are being neglected
by a debauched king.
Now take this to the shah.
Sahib.
He has insulted my sister
each day
to feed his appetites.
He has put his affairs
entire lyin the hands of
his prime minister, the vazir.
I put myself in your royal hands
as an ally.
Prince bikram singh.
I want to be alone.
I want to be alone with you.
Raj.
Just you and I...
Let me lie in your arms.
Give me some comfort.
Oh, please.
What?
I cannot.
Do you think you're the only woman?
I have hundreds waiting.
Go to them.
Once you wanted me.
I serviced you, that' s all.
You have no power over me.
Go.
Go, now.
My love.
Oh, my love.
I can't continue this way.
This is the last time
I sneak in like some rat!
I' m his courtesan, that's all.
Beautiful women are a law
unto themselves.
I no longer have
any authority over her.
Life is strange.
Fight me.
Fight me, kumar!
I want to sweat.
Claws!
And bleed.
Opium!
Strike!
Strike!
Why did you do this?
I cannot stand this anymore.
Because I love you,
my work has a power
that even I cannot explain.
What do I work for?
To arouse this king of ours?
We leave tonight.
As soon as it's dark,
we'll fin d a way out.
Where's the whore with
the heart of a vulture?!
Where is she?!
Were you invited?
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