Pather Panchali Page #4

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only grant me

the vermilion mark of marriage!

A human can ask

for nothing from a serpent!

Away from me,

you shameless hussy!

Sujata, arise!

Heed your husband's words!

No!

Kill me first, Father,

and then do as you propose.

Let me go!

Let him go!

If there is indeed a god,

the serpent's pride

will be destroyed!

No, your pride

will be destroyed first!

Mahakal...

see how my daughter

holds me back!

Slay him!

Be merciless in your revenge!

Do you remember, Kusha,

how I swore on the battlefield

to crush your skull

beneath my boot?

Today is my chance!

- No, Mahakal.

My brother! My friend!

I beseech you, spare his life!

Pay her no heed!

Slay the evil Kusha!

I will deal with my daughter!

Come, you wicked woman!

Let me go, Father!

Today I shall slake

my thirst for revenge!

Take this, my husband,

and protect yourself!

See now, you demon!

Now the victorious trumpet

will sound!

Will someone here

give me a weapon

that I may spill his blood?

Take this, O King...

and join the battle!

Take this weapon, sister...

and save your husband!

Durga,

go see where the calf went.

- Mommy, would you tie this on me?

- Wait.

Am I your servant now?

Apu, let's go look for Auntie.

No, go find the calf first.

What's that?

Where did you get that foil?

How dare you!

What's this? Durga!

What's going on?

Are you hitting him again?

- He was in my toy box.

So what? What use

is your precious toy box?

- He took all my foil.

- Enough!

Go find the calf.

Idiot!

Dressing up as a prince!

Sarbajaya, are you home?

What brings you back?

I'm not feeling very well.

I thought I'd spend

my last days in the old home.

Don't use that excuse.

A lot you care about the old home!

You'd better leave

or there'll be trouble.

Just give me a minute.

Sitting down, are you?

Let me catch my breath.

Auntie?

Did you fall asleep?

Would you give me

some water?

The pitcher's right there.

Help yourself.

Didi!

Sit down.

Eat it.

Where are we?

What are those?

If Mommy -

Auntie?

Lord, the day is done

and evening falls

Ferry me across

to the other shore

They say you are

the lord of the crossing

I call out to you

Lord, the day is done

and evening falls

Ferry me across

to the other shore

You take those across

Who haven't a cowrie

to their name

I'm a poor beggar

Without a cowrie to my name

Come see Delhi!

See the Qutub Tower...

the Taj Mahal in Agra...

the temples of Mathura,

the harbor of Bombay!

- When will you be back?

- In a week or so.

I'll stop in Bishnupur

on the way back.

It's a market town.

If I got a monthly account,

we could relax.

Where'd I put that thing?

I'm off.

Good-bye.

Apu, there's Father.

Go ask him for some money.

Durga...

come here.

- I want to make some bodi.

- Do something for me first.

Go buy some molasses.

I'll make rice pudding for Apu.

- Go now?

Yes.

He's been asking for it for days.

A letter!

Who's it from?

Let me see.

Give it here.

I arrived

in Dasghara yesterday

and met with Mahesh Biswas.

The poor man recently lost

two of his children,

so it was no time to mention

the initiation ceremony.

I'm leaving for Bishnupur today.

Don't worry.

I'll earn money for the repairs

and return home soon.

Don't be anxious.

Whatever God ordains

is for the best.

Love and blessings

to Durga and Apu.

Be charitable

from the goodness of your heart

If I can reach

the Mother's blessed feet

I shall place them

on the lotus seat of my heart

What do I care

for worldly wealth?

Alms, good mother.

Bless you.

May you be a queen one day.

Just what were you thinking?

How long would this

have gone on?

We see each other every day.

You could have said something.

Are we such strangers?

What can I do?

Every day

I think there'll be news.

It's never been like this before.

It's been five months.

Not a letter, not a word.

Send Durga with me.

I'll give her something

to tide you over.

Take this.

Don't be childish.

- I can't.

Then I'll leave it there.

Let go!

I still have the brass vessels

from my wedding!

A letter!

"To Mrs. Sarbajaya Devi."

I haven't been able to write

for four months.

You must be worried.

In any case, I have good news.

I found a way

to earn some money.

I'll return home soon.

It seems our luck has turned.

Whatever God ordains

is for the best.

Holy pond and flower garland,

who worships here

in the noonday sun?

It is I, Leelavati, a maiden pure,

sister of my brothers.

May my sons be numberless,

and may I die

by the holy Ganges.

Mother Goddess, counsel me.

I know not how to pray.

Grant me this blessing.

By leaf of lime

and karamcha tree,

rain, rain, away with thee!

Rain, rain, away with thee!

Show me your tongue.

Any word from Harihar?

He wrote

that he'd be back this month.

Why does he wander so much?

You have any sago?

I can give you some.

Just send Apu over.

Give her that,

and if her fever goes up,

place a damp cloth

on her forehead.

No cause for alarm.

Just don't let her catch a chill.

Nilmoni, let's go.

What do you think, Doctor?

Come close.

What?

We'll go see the train

when I'm better, all right?

We'll get there early

and have a good look.

You want to?

Hush. Don't be afraid.

I'm coming!

What is it?

Didi is worse.

Mommy says to come.

I see.

Bini, sweep the yard.

I'll be back soon.

Let's go.

Go get my husband, will you?

Tell him I said to come.

- Is Didi asleep?

- Yes. Now run along.

That's a good boy.

Auntie?

Mother sent these for you.

I'll set them here.

Couldn't it have waited

a bit longer?

Khoka!

Durga!

Ah, you're home.

Come.

How are you?

I take it the children

are out running around?

Where are you going?

Come see

the presents I brought.

I'd have come home earlier

if I could.

My luck finally turned

at Ranaghat.

Made all the running around

worth it.

This is from the chadak festival.

Made out of jackfruit wood.

And you wanted an image

of the goddess Lakshmi.

I had it framed in glass.

And this is for Durga.

A new sari. Look.

No need to worry anymore.

I'm back now.

Khoka, take the things

off the shelves and put them

on the bench.

You know, this past year

I've lost all attachment

to this ancestral home.

If it weren't for you

and your husband,

I don't know

what we'd have done.

Not at all.

How much good was our help

if we couldn't keep you here?

That's not your fault.

It's our fate.

Other people live

happy and peaceful lives here.

Well, I hope you're happy

in your new home.

Sarbajaya?

Come in.

You can sit on this.

- No need for that.

These mangoes fell down

in the storm.

I thought you could use them

for your trip.

- You went to all that trouble?

- It's nothing.

I've never given you anything.

What are a few mangoes?

So you're really leaving tomorrow?

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