Little Buddha Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1993
- 123 min
- 1,980 Views
Lama Norbu!
[ Siddhartha ]
Oh, my father,
why have you hidden the truth
from me for so long?
Why have you lied to me
about the existence of suffering,
sickness, poverty,
old age and death?
If I've lied to you, Siddhartha,
it has been because I love you.
Your love
has become a prison.
How can I live here
as I lived before...
when so many
are suffering outside?
You never wanted
to go outside.
- Father.
- Mm-hmm.
I must find an answer
to suffering.
Even if you betray me,
Siddhartha,
have you no pity for the wife you leave,
and for your own son?
My... child is born?
Born this very evening.
Think of them, Siddhartha.
You too are a father.
You too have a duty.
Even my love
for Yasodhara...
and my son...
cannot remove
the pain I feel.
For I know that they too
will have to suffer,
grow old...
and die.
Like you, like me,
like us all.
Yes.
We must all die...
and be reborn...
and die again,
and be reborn and die,
and be reborn and die again.
No man can ever
escape that curse.
Then that...
is my task.
I...
will lift that curse.
[ King Suddhodhana ]
Lock the gate.
Double the guard.
If the Prince tries to escape,
he must be stopped by force.
[ Ringing ]
Hello.
Evan?
I can't believe it.
When?
How did it happen?
It's-- Oh, God.
In San Francisco.
I'll try to get
a flight out tonight.
What happened to Evan?
Evan had an accident.
Is he dead?
Just a minute, Jesse.
"As soon...
as he left his father,
Siddhartha went to see
his wife and his newborn son.
His heart was torn,
but his mind was made up.
[ Baby Cooing ]
[ Whispering ]
Channa.
Channa.
Channa.
- [ Jesse Reading ] A magic mist
had descended over everything.
- Channa.
The whole court
had fallen into a deep sleep.
Channa.
Channa.
Channa.
Channa.
Channa. Channa,
- wake up. Get Kantaka.
- What?
Get Kantaka. Mind no one sees you
and meet me at the old gate.
- Go now.
- Yes, my Lord.
Only the great elephants
are awake, my Lord.
The whole world
is dreaming, Channa.
[ Jesse Reading ] But for Siddhartha
the dream was ending.
His long journey
of awakening had begun.
[ Elephant
Trumpeting ]
[ Chanting
Continues ]
Who are they, Channa?
Are they robbers?
No, my Lord.
They're ascetics.
[ Siddhartha ] Ascetics?
Why are they so thin and naked?
They have given up
all the comforts of life, my Lord.
They have sworn never
to leave the forest...
- until they have reached Enlightenment.
- Enlightenment?
These are for you.
Channa,
I am doing this
for everyone.
I am looking
for freedom.
[ Loud Thunderclap ]
[ Thunderclap ]
The five ascetics...
witnessed these miracles
and were filled with wonder.
They became Siddhartha's
first disciples."
[ Slowly Inhaling
And Exhaling ]
[ Car Door Slams ]
- I'm... so sorry about
Mr. Evan, Mr. Conrad. I--
- Thanks, Maria.
- I know.
- Is Jesse all right?
Yeah. He's--
He read in his room all afternoon.
He's asleep now.
Thank you, Maria,
for staying and everything.
Do you want me to fix you
something to eat?
No, thanks.
Cab's waiting outside to take you home.
Okay, thank you.
Good night.
Good night.
[ Dean Whispering ]
Come on.
[ Grunts ]
Too hungry.
Lisa, I think Jesse
should go to Bhutan.
- What?
- I think Jesse should go to Bhutan.
You're joking,
right?
No. I've just
changed my mind.
About a lot of things
these last two days.
What are you saying? That you've
suddenly started to believe...
Jesse is
this Tibetan lama?
I thought you were the one
that was open to the idea.
Come on, Dean. This is crazy.
What's going on?
Nothin's goin' on.
Just think of it as
a career opportunity for Jesse.
He can...
get a little robe...
- and sit on the floor
and do meditation...
- It's not funny.
- and hang out with
- It's not funny, Dean!
Jesse can't go
to Bhutan.
It's just for
a couple of weeks.
No, he can't go.
[ Sighs ]
He's got school.
And I'm in the middle of the semester
and I can't take him.
I thought I could
go with him.
- Just the two of you?
- Yeah.
While I stay here?
But you've never
He's never been
away from me.
There's nothing I can do
here now except wait...
for lawyers to talk to
lawyers to talk to lawyers.
Maybe it's the time I need
with the rest of my life.
Without me?
I love you, Lisa.
You'd better.
It's just for
a couple of weeks.
It'll be all right.
- What if they decide
Jesse is this reincarnation?
- They never will.
They already have
another candidate,
a little boy
in Kathmandu.
[ Sniffles ]
I'm sorry, Dean.
I'm sorry. I'm just
upset with myself being upset.
I'm just--
For not encouraging you
and for...
not being able to be
with you and Jesse.
And because you're taking
the adventure away from me.
[ Whispers ]
Dad.
Dad!
Good morning,
Jesse Long-Ears.
Were you sleeping,
Lama?
No, I was meditating.
What's meditating?
It is being
totally quiet and relaxed,
separating yourself
from everything around you,
setting your mind free
like a bird.
And you can then see
your faults...
as if they were
passing clouds.
Look.
If we can learn to meditate
in the right way,
we can all reach
Enlightenment.
For six years,
Siddhartha
and his followers...
lived in silence
and never left the forest.
For drink,
they had rain.
For food,
they had a grain of rice...
or a broth of mud,
or the droppings
of a passing bird.
They were trying
to master suffering...
so strong...
they would forget
about their bodies.
Then, one day...
Siddhartha heard
an old musician...
from a passing boat
speaking to his pupil.
If you tighten the string
too much, it will snap.
And if you leave it
too slack, it won't play.
Suddenly, Siddhartha realized...
held a great truth...
and that in all these years
he had been following...
the wrong path.
[ Whispering ]
If you tighten the string too much,
it will snap.
And if you leave it
too slack,
it will not play.
[ Water Buffalo
Grunting ]
[ Sighing ]
The village girl offered
Siddhartha her bowl of rice.
And for the first time
in years,
But when the ascetics
saw their master...
bathing and eating
like an ordinary person,
they felt betrayed,
as if Siddhartha had given up
the great search for Enlightenment.
Come...
- and eat with me.
- You have betrayed
your vows, Siddhartha.
- You have given up the search.
- We can no longer follow you.
- We can no longer learn from you.
- To learn is to change.
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