Purana Mandir Page #3

Who are you?

We're from Bombay

She's Suman,

daughter of Ranbir Singh

We are honored

After many years, someone

from the family has returned

Come, come inside

This is the palace of her grandfather,

Raja Pratap Singh

This is her grandfather's picture

And this is her great grandfather,

Raja Ajit Singh...

This is all very fascinating...

But I really need sleep

I'm sleepy too

And here is Hari Man Singh,

your grandfather's, grandfather

What's up?

I feel drawn towards that painting...

Like he's trying to tell me something

Really?

Come

Come on, Suman

Have a good night?

Great fun

Lying on the royal bed

I dreamt royal dreams all night long

Me king of kings and Sapna

my queen of beauty

Suman! What is it?

You!

Why are you here?

Food!

It must be cooked

Oven must be lit

Durjan called me, so I came

What's wrong, boss?

Did you ask that man to come?

Why?

Without wood how will we cook?

And he brings wood

for the village

Don't ask him here again,

understand?

Let's go

What a beautiful lake!

What a lovely place!

And in such a place...

...instead of talking love,

the fool is working out!

Do you have to do that?

Take a break

Now stop it or I'm going

I'm coming, miss

So, what's up?

Nothing at all

If you come any closer...

...I might melt like candle wax

Until only the wick is left

You just don't understand

These days it's really important

to keep the body fit

Always thinking of your body,

never of me!

If I think about you,

the Indian population might explode

What kind of talk's that?!

- I'm off

- Where?

To Hell

This is a jungle, not hell,

some bear will eat you

Big deal

More fun than watching you

do press-ups

OK, go then, go on...

Just remember to call if you need me

Let me go!

Sons of mice!

How many men were they?

I am asking you -

how many were they?

Just one, sire

Him, one man!

And six of you!

Yet you return without the girl!

Shame on you!

Sons of pigs...!

So tell me, how much reward...

...has the Sardar put on my head?

Now you've made my name mud!

But punishment will come...

It will certainly come

People are killed by bullets

But I am going to kill you

by making you eat bullets!

I am going to kill you

by feeding you bullets

What will I do? Feed you bullets!

But these are laxative pills

Last year 12 were fed to two men

They are still wandering the jungle

with their pots!

Clever, very clever

That is all very well sir, but what

will come of Murtar Singh?

Murtar Singh?

You have grown old,

but still you sway

A lot of strength in your legs,

a lot of strength in the legs

Give me Murtar's Singh's legs!

Bring me his legs!

Sardar why are you having studs

put in your shoes?

To squash Machar Singh

He cut off my arms

My name is Murtar Singh

He has woken the flame of revenge

in me

I will beat him with my studded shoes

Machar!

Give me those hands!

Your hands!

Sardar, I have been robbed,

destroyed

What's wrong, Basanti?

How can I tell you?

I'm too ashamed to tell you

If you're too ashamed to tell me,

I won't be able to do justice

That scoundrel,

he dishonored me

You mean rape!

Rape.

And this is the second time

Who was it this time?

Who else in this village

except that rogue Machar?

Second time!

Stung by Machar a second time!

Sardar if he does it again,

we'll have a malaria epidemic!

There'll be no epidemic

We'll spray DD

We will kill Machar with insecticide

Make that proclamation!

Shall I lay the table?

Please

Durjan...

What do you know about this palace?

It's a mysterious place,

sire

I've heard stories about it

from my father and grandfather

In the time of Hari Man Singh

there was a dreadful incident...

...which still casts a

shadow over this palace

The tribals believe...

there's a link between this palace

and the ancient temple of Palighat

You...?

Here...?

Put it down and go

Put it down and go

Those town folk

were asking questions about the

palace

What do you think they're looking for?

I know everything

Everything...!

They have come to find the treasure

that's buried here somewhere

Whenever I mention the treasure,

your mother goes crazy

My mother knows a lot

about this old palace

But she can't tell us,

because she is dumb

But I have told you many times,

there's treasure in this palace, there is

What makes you so certain

there's anything here?

If there was no treasure...

...why would they come

to this lonely, desolate place?

Let's take a photo of you two

It's supposed to be romantic -

get closer

I'm too embarrassed

to look in the camera

Mate,

have you hooked one yet?

The fish here are too clever,

they don't want to bite

What's she saying?

I think she's saying,

she'll catch the fish for you

- How'll she do that?

- She's gone

Now you're for it

Let's go

We don't need these fish,

we can go to the market

I am hungry, bring me food,

food, FOOD...

Is this a fish or a crocodile?

Suman has brought this crocodile

from the market...

...to put you off going fishing

for yourself!

Anand, the female race

are always suspicious

Rightly so

Suman come down,

the food is getting cold

Take those photos later

Coming...!

That was the last photo

What's wrong?

The picture...

What's wrong with it?

Nothing at all

Suman, the food's getting cold

What is it?

That painting...

I saw a horrible face

His head was cut off

and blood dripping from his neck

You're something else

In the temple

you saw a body with no head

And here you see a head

with no body

A pretty good tale!

Don't you believe me?

Come on, let's go and eat

Who's sitting on this donkey?

It's not a donkey,

it's a race horse

There's a 15,000 rupee reward

on his head

And you'll catch him?

Of course

After coming all this way,

might as well make some dough

Watch, in two days

I will grab this ass from his donkey

On the river bank, Nandlal teases me

It's Basanti...!

The pot is broken...!

Broken!

Let me go.

I beg you, let me go

Do you beg of me,

or wink at me?

I won't even touch you.

See, I have let you go

But I will watch you dance

Dance? I don't know how to dance

Listen doll, don't try to be

clever with me

What is this? Is this an arm

or an elephant's trunk?

I'm taking you to Sardar,

Machar Singh

I will turn you in

and get the 15,000 reward

But what will I get?

A rope around your neck

Bring the bastard here

I have come of my own free will...

Machar Singh!

- Yes, cripple...?

- You've committed terrible crimes

But some fun ones too!

Isn't that true, Basanti?

You abandoned the young

and nubile village girls

Broke their hearts

Turned your face from them

And formed a relationship

with 70 year old Basanti!

Whether Basanti is 70 or 16...

...in the country where Ganges flows

she'll always be moist

You're about to be hung,

so stop beating about the bush

I am beating about the bush,

but I'm not beating anything else, am I?

I will beat you so much

that your love engine will shut down

Take him off to the gallows now!

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