Laal Rang Page #2

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For how long are you

going to see the list?

Go stuff your face in it.

Madam, let me take a look.

You're done, now go.

Oh, I got it! I got it!

Look...he is coming.

Mr.Dhiman!

Hey girls... Beaming a little too much

Bloody cheapster.

You have many connections,

know many lists. Huh!

Are you jealous?

That's a very filmy dialogue, lad!

Want to go for a ride?

Why?

Why?

Should I say it in plain English?

I am jealous, that's why!

There's no point in

just knowing the list...

...you must learn to share it too.

Sharing creates

stronger bonds brother!

ls this yours?

That's mine.

RX 100!

Stop staring at it..

You jinx.

Come on, sit.

Keys?

Just giving you a lolly... pop.

I have them with me.

Let's go.

Before that day, I only

sat on the RX 100 in my dreams.

There was a "saying" that...

If a guy even says that

he owns an RX 100 to a girl...

"Then the girl will

surely become his."

No, sir.

Don't be silly. Keep it.

Sir, the guy is here.

He is already here?

- Yes.

Well brother,

I have something important to do

Your ride is over for today.

See you later.

Fine.

Wait.

Auto!

Where are you heading?

Shiv Colony.

Get on that Harnaam's auto.

OK.

Shiv Colony, how much?

It's Shankar sir's command.

I won't charge you a dime.

ls he a Don or something?

Don?

No, he's a God.

And what does this God do?

Eventually he himself

will tell you everything.

Take a seat.

Where are you from?

District Chapra,

and my name is Harnaam.

What are you doing here?

You see, mister, my 'need'

to satiate my hunger got me here.

I was very happy seeing

the Diploma Admission Slip.

And the other joy

was of meeting Shankar.

Shankar who owned an RX 100.

There was something about him.

On Day One, Dr.Sabarval...

...gave us an orientation

of the entire Diploma.

Fortunately,

Shankar and I were sitting together.

And by greater fortune Poonam

Sharma was also sitting next to me.

By now, she had stopped

addressing boys as "brothers".

The Diploma in Medical Lab

Technology was a one year course.

And as Dr.Sabarval told us...

...there were seven

departments in the lab.

Urine, Stool, Bio-chemistry,

haematology...

micro-biology, pathology.

And the seventh and most

important one was "the blood bank".

Which was in the

hospital's new building.

Dr. Sabarval also said...

...that a group of 3 students each, will

work in every department for a week.

Through his sources,

Shankar found out...

...that our first duty would

be in the Urine department.

That put Poonam under a shock.

But when you have

a friend like Shankar...

...there wasn't going

to be any problem.

Urine is no fun, we want blood.

Please give.

OK, given!

Poonam had gotten

along with Shankar and me.

We had started going

to the canteen together.

Whoever is giving

the replacement blood...

...his name will

go in the Donor register

And the blood that we

give to the patient.

Hey hero, pay attention

Sorry.

That entry will go

in the Issue register.

Do not touch the "Master Register"...

That is my job.

Welcome, welcome,

your highness, welcome.

No, no, the Blood Bank's

Lab assistant is the real king.

I am just the Commander-in-chief.

What were you teaching the kids?

- Nothing.

Just giving them the orientation.

After all,

Blood Bank is a big responsibility.

Right?

That's true.

Kids, there is only one thumb rule.

Anyone who comes seeking blood...

...shold get its replacement too.

Without replacement,

no one gets the blood.

Right, sir.

- Yeah

Will you come to the

terrace for a minute?

What is the problem!

It's our anniversary.

Savita is making my life hell.

She is asking me to cook today.

Will you handle the

blood bank for tonight?

ls that all.

How about I handle it permanently?

And then what should I do,

open a confectionery?

You anyways do look like

a confectioner, brother!

Shut up!

Praise the Lord!

Child, your fate is about to change.

What else?

But there is a problem.

There is a mole on your private part.

Give me all the money you have.

And all your problems will be solved.

Have you forgotten that day Baba!

That day too you were trying to

sweet-talk me by calling me a "child"

I must atleast be

2 years elder to you.

Hey...don't be fooled

by Baba's physical appearance.

Baba has meditated

for years in the mountains.

Baba has been young since 100 years.

Don't laugh.

Don't laugh.

Your youth surely is clouded

under a black mole's shadow.

What mole are you talking about?

Child.

There is a black mole

on your friend's private part.

Tell me Baba,

where else does he have moles.

What!

Why do you need to know?

Are you going to marry me?

Why should I marry any boy,

who has a mole on his private part?

Get lost...

Get lost, baba.

Learn to tame your anger, son.

How about I tame you Baba!

Only time will tell

who will tame whom, lad!

Get lost.

I'll Sting you!

Hello.

Yes, Shankar?

Blood Bank Duty? Now?

Who will donate the replacement blood?

You see, mister,

I have got a vasectomy done.

I am physically weak.

My brother has just

recuperated from Tuberculosis.

If the wife doesn't get the blood,

she'll definitely die.

Look man, you have permanently

severed your connections.

Why do you need a wife now?

Let her go.

Brother, she is my wife.

I see.

2 units, AB +ve.

Rare group!

That Will be 5000.

Brother

Look, either choose your wife,

or the money.

Brother

Here

Uncle, Vasectomy

doesn't make you weak.

The weakness is in your mind.

See, eventually who

benefitted from all this?

Bro, you didn't take

replacement blood.

Vampire.

Vampire?

They only come out at night,

to suck blood.

Naresh, I'll need two dummies.

I didn't understand

anything that night.

Without replacement, 2 units of blood

was given out in exchange of money.

Shankar broke his own thumb rule.

Hey vampire!...why

are you hanging on a tree?

Were the dogs chasing you?

Not dogs brother, the Police.

Right there, behind you.

Hello.

- Hello.

You dog, get down now.

I know you haven't

give them their commission.

Hello, brother.

There is barely any blood

in your body, it's all smoke.

What will you give...

Bruce Lee?

When did you last drink?

It's been five days, brother.

Just day before yesterday

you drank with me rascal!

Gradually I was

understanding everything.

Harnam and Mithuniya were PDs

Means, Professional Donors.

When was the last

time you donated blood.

It's been 15 days brother.

Rascals, don't you say

my name on your death bed!

Show me both your arms.

Are those needle marks?

- No brother, they are mosquito bites.

Do you have a pipeline

of blood supply coming...

...that all the mosquitoes

come and stick only to you!

I'll see you both in

the blood bank's storeroom.

Yes, sir.

Start it up.

Spirit.

Blood bag.. and IV kit.

Understood.

Hold his arm now... hold it tight.

Bruce Lee has got lot of blood.

Huh!

Tighten it.

Next, you take this.

Put your head down!

This is how you put it.

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