Kya Dilli Kya Lahore Page #2

Synopsis: In 1948, a cross-fire erupts at an isolated stretch of Indo-Pak border, leaving only two soldiers alive. One is an Indian soldier of Pakistani origin while the other happens to be a Pakistani soldier of Indian origin. An ironic story of pride and survival begins when - in an attempt to evade danger, they bump into each other. And amidst continuous exchange of bullets, altercations and murkier situations, it evolves into a journey of human connection with an unforeseeable end.
 
IMDB:
7.5
Year:
2014
98 min
316 Views


He...

Are your bullets over? Pakistani!

I have enough for you.

Nonsense. Nothing is enough for you.

Those whose intention is bad,

their lives are rancorous.

Give us our right. Equal right.

We gave it to you as per your stature.

Okay. What is our stature? Tell me.

Not a penny more than 45 crores.

We appealed.

That's why you got 65 crores.

We didn't get even Rs. 65.

Why are you telling us?

We gave it to you.

Take it from your fathers.

Who took the decision?

Even your Mr. Nehru never doubted

Mr. Jinnah's intention.

That's why we gave it

to you as an elder brother.

Had you considered

us your elder brother...

...Pakistan would

have never been created.

You know? He is so ill nowadays.

I know. I also read the newspaper.

When he was so aged,

what was the need to enter politics?

He would have taught you something.

He was more worldly-wise

than your Mr. Nehru.

We called him uncle Nehru.

But you turned out

to be his real nephew.

He had come to my school.

I gave him two roses.

Others gave him one.

He was a capable man.

That's why you also

gave him two roses.

You should have told your

relatives about his capability.

We wouldn't have had

to see this day today.

It was just a small issue.

But you were so stubborn.

Give it to us. We want this.

What small issue?

It all happened for political seats.

Ruined everything for that.

I lost everything.

Otherwise I wouldn't

have been standing here...

...and arguing with you.

I would have also not

been arguing with you.

I am not a cook.

I have a huge mansion in Lahore.

My father was a moneylender.

I had 100 servants like you.

They would massage my father's feet.

And here, my status is nothing.

Yes. Everybody was a moneylender.

Where in Lahore?

Anarkali Bazaar.

Go to Red Mosque and then

from Akbari lane go straight.

And ask anyone.

You will find Nehle Shah's mansion.

Liar.

You captured Lahore.

And we are liars.

Okay. Fine.

I will find out right away.

You know Afzal Qureshi?

He is an aged man.

Give him some respect.

At least say uncle Afzal.

His son Rizwan and

I were childhood friends.

We have celebrated

'Eid'(Muslim festival)...

...and 'Diwali'

(Hindu festival) together.

What nonsense!

He had seized yours' colony.

He said, "I will give

it to those whom it belongs. "

When the matter will cool down,

they will come.

As if we will allow you to come.

We won't come. Get lost.

Take your Pakistan

that you have created.

You are talking about seizing.

It's not called seizing.

It's called maintaining friendship.

Listen. It's not friendship.

He wanted to give

it to his loved ones.

Yes. When he was thrashed,

he ran away.

Talk respectfully.

Uncle Afzal would have died.

But not let scoundrels

like you touch any of the houses.

We had handed it to him.

Saying we will come back.

What did we know?

We will have to stay here.

My father wrote to him

saying we can't come now.

That's how you got our houses.

Through custodian.

When you had so much affinity,

why did you leave?

You scoundrel.

Hey, Pakistani.

Watchman.

Are you sleeping?

Did you die during the night?

He is not talking.

The potatoes are delicious.

You are giving your

brother a measly meal.

You should have prepared

stuffed flatbread.

Delicious.

May God grant you 15 minutes of life!

What else are you feeding me?

Want bullets?

Tell me.

Want it on your face or on your back?

Is it your father's wedding feast?

You scoundrel.

You fool.

If you had any bullets,

would you have thrown potatoes?

Where is it?

Don't be under this misunderstanding,

Pakistani.

I have so many bullets.

So many ammunitions.

How many ammunitions do you have?

Why should I tell you?

One bullet is enough for you.

Fine. Forget this account.

Tell me. How long will

you make me sit here?

If you are scared, why don't you flee?

Take your Allah's name,

race and reach Pakistan.

Otherwise you will die.

I won't leave without the file.

Change my name.

So sit there. What do I care?

Our troop has left from there.

When they are going to shoot your

backside, than you will see the tunnel.

Later don't tell

me I didn't inform you.

You fool. Even my troop is coming.

Not one.

But four of them. From all sides.

I am not afraid of any troop.

Scaring me with a troop.

Let it be.

You will have to pay a huge price.

Let me tell you.

You also will have

to pay a heavy price.

Why do you want to die?

Don't you get it?

Listen.

Let's make a settlement.

Give me the file quietly.

You go to your home

and I will go to my home.

Okay?

Look, I will give you nothing.

If you need it, you tell me.

What will you give me?

Look, listen to me.

I am not in the mood to fight.

Will you take my chain?

What chain?

It's my wife's.

I got it during my marriage.

You fool.

Is it silver or gold? Tell me.

It's silver. Pure silver.

Weighing 29 grams.

You can open your own hotel.

No. No. I think if

I have to open a hotel...

...I will need at least 70 grams.

If I had 70 grams,

what would I be doing here?

Okay. Tell me. What else do you have?

Watch.

It's working?

It works 24 hours.

There are 12 hours in a watch.

Yours works 24 hours?

Yes. I mean the same thing.

Tell me the time.

6:
30.

It's 7:
00 in my clock.

Your watch is not functioning.

Yes. You are half an hour ahead of us.

Thank God. At least you admitted.

That we are ahead of

you and you are behind us.

Right?

If you accept the deal, tell me.

Otherwise end the matter.

Fine. Do one thing.

Throw the watch and the chain.

First throw the file.

Why are you laughing?

Do you need the file or do I need it?

I do.

Tell me.

You or me?

What if you go back on your word?

Don't talk childishly.

I never go back on my word.

Soldiers are brothers, even

if they belong to different countries.

An upright father's

son is also upright. Okay.

Come on. Throw it.

Fine. I believe you.

Take out the file.

I also prefer peaceful means.

Have you found it?

Pal, the watch isn't that flashy.

Do you want to check

the time or some dance?

Come on, throw the file.

What, pal?

Throw the file.

What file?

Look, don't turn your back on me.

No, really. Which file?

We're brothers. Don't be a rascal.

I've always been

a rascal to you, isn't it?

So I have become one for real now.

You've showed your true colours.

Give me the file quietly.

Come. The file is at my back side.

Come and lick it a little.

You'll get it.

Come on, baby.

Damn you. I curse you.

So be it. I am ready to

get cursed for my motherland.

It's no big deal.

You can't get away with this.

You rascal.

I will. I will.

I saved you. So anything is possible.

We are really tough.

Damn you. I am calling you my brother.

Shut up.

Brother, my foot!

He was trying to buy me.

Killed me!

He wants me dead.

Spare me!

How was it?

You fake. Damn you.

It's just a bruise.

On my arm.

I took out the arm on

which you are wearing my watch.

That's why my time isn't good.

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