Sadak Chhap Page #2

you'll realise it.

I wish my father

would have know that.

Then Shankar would

have never been a loafer.

No, son, your father

must have been helpless too.

Otherwise, how can a

father make his son destitute?

Tell me.

Jailor, did you find out

anything about my son?

It's such a big city.

So many years have passed away.

Where can we find him?

Where can my son be?

Come on, come on.

Don't stop, but carefully.

Chhotu, what are you doing

so late in the night?

Why are you crying?

I was going to bring

medicine for my mother.

That strongman stopped

me on the way and said..

..come on, gamble,

or else I'll hit you!

And he snatched the money

for mother's medicine.

How much?

- Rs.30.

Fine, son, you go.

I'll bring the money.

Boss, you're really lucky today.

Come on, distribute for me too.

Loafer, there is going to

be trouble today. - Yes.

Keep it on the second table.

Pack.

Rs.1.

- I'm done too.

Rs.2.

- Rs.2 from me too.

Rs.8.

Show on 8.

Two 2's.

Two queens.

Yes, two queens.

Wait, give the money. The money.

Pack.

What happened?

- Nothing! Nothing!

Rs.10.

- Rs.10 from me too.

10 more.

10 more.

Show on 10.

Ace, 2.

Three kings.

Am I lying?

- No, three kings.

What happened?

First king, second king,

and the third!

Loafer! You might be feared

on the streets, but not here.

Keep quiet, smarty.

Get out of here?

- Hey, where are you all going?

Three guys beaten by one person.

So write one is to three.

Look, fatso, I don't have

any enmity with you.

You conned that child,

and I conned you.

10, 20, 30 this is mine.

Pascal, keep the rest.

Anju! Anju!

Why are you shouting?

Don't come in, I'm changing.

So late in the night,

when people are scared..

..of carrying money, you

sent your brother with Rs.30.

I didn't send him.

He must have gone on his own

to bring mother's medicines.

But where are you coming

from so late in the night?

I just got your brothers Rs. 30 back.

He had lost it at Pascal's den.

What?

Get up!

You had gone to gamble?

- No sister.

He doesn't gamble,

that strongman forced him to.

Didn't mother come back?

I always say no,

but she never listens.

Always returns after doing overtime.

What happened?

Aunt, you'll live for a 100 years.

I was just talking about you.

Son, it's difficult to live for a

100 hours for poor people like us.

Aunt, if you say that,

I won't talk to you.

But tell me, why are you

doing such a lot of hard work?

..then a mother's

responsibility increases.

Anju must find a suitable groom..

..and have a small loving family.

That's my only dream.

Don't worry about her,

she is very fortunate.

Enough!

- I'm leaving.

Shankar, listen.

- What?

If you really consider me your aunt..

..can I ask you something?

- Ask aunt.

Why do you keep wandering

on the streets at night?

Get a house, make a family.

Why don't you think

about getting settled down?

Aunt, if I try to get settled down,

I'll be ruined.

All I've earned since my

childhood is this name, Loafer.

If I try to settle down,

then they'll take this name away too.

I can give my life,

Aunt, but not my identity.

I'm going.

Bye, Chhotu.

Jaikishen.

- Yes, sir.

Put no. 19 on that pot.

I'll put any number that you say.

Because whoever you've

numbered till now has..

That's why I've

stuck to you for so long.

Or else I might be ruined.

Jaikishen, you talk a lot.

That's my minus point.

Come. Please come.

This way, this way. Come.

Come, come.

Hello.

- I'm Fredrick.

Hello.

- Phillips.

John.

- Hi.

D'Souza.

- Hi.

Stevenson.

- You're welcome.

Mr. Dharam Das,

have our goods arrived?

Julie, no. 16.

See this.

Fantastic.

Wonderful.

We have even better quality.

Billa, bring no. 50.

Julie.

Look.

I want this.

- You want this. - Yes.

Try this too.

This is the real stuff.

Yeah, this is the stuff. Very fine.

I want this too.

You'll get it.

Goga.

- Yes.

Take them to the bungalow

with the red light..

..and give them the goods of no.50.

And take the money

according to each one's worth.

Welcome.

Did you see, Jaikishen? I sold the

bad product stating it's the best.

I'm your sycophant.

I'll put the tags.

You won! You won! You won!

Congratulations, Mr. Dharam Das.

- Congratulations.

You've won the elections.

I knew it.

- You knew it.

From the ten candidates,

you've won with 20,002 votes.

Really.

- And the last two votes were ours.

Garland him.

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Now Mr. Dharam Das will

say a few words to you.

Brothers and sisters, you made

me the winner in these elections.

I'm very obliged for that.

Clap.

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Not me but you should be praised.

For your faith!

For your votes, that are of

more value to me than money!

Clap.

And if you keep up like this..

..then soon, instead of water,

milk will flow from your taps.

For the milk!

- Claps!

I want to say something too, sir.

I've been seeing since my childhood..

..that leaders like you come on

this stage and give speeches..

..get garlanded, show us big dreams..

..and then disappears.

Neither is there water in our taps,

nor light in our hutments!

Neither is there ration in the shops..

Nothing! Only there is you

who comes for the votes.

Clap!

No! I'm not one of those leaders..

..that bribe people for the votes..

..and then only care about

notes after getting the votes.

You'll see that your

sorrows will be mine..

Exactly the same.

The leaders have two hands.

But after they win..

..one hand becomes very

long and the other very small.

With the long hand, he pulls votes..

..and with the smaller hand,

gives money to people close to him.

Those hands never

reach us poor people.

There is something wrong

in your give and take, sir.

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

You come in the other car!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Hail!

- Mr. Dharam Das!

Jaikishen, is there any information?

Yes, today evening the

petrol prices will increase.

The petrol prices will increase.

What are you looking at? Work.

Lala, we've been standing

in the sun all day.

All the kerosene

that had come is over.

Now, should I get

kerosene from my body?

Or else what?

Your true face will be revealed.

By stealing kerosene

from us poor people..

..and selling it in the black market..

..you've earned a lot

of respect for yourself.

Don't talk nonsense.

I'm not talking nonsense,

I'm praising you.

This is my praise.

Come on, start

distributing kerosene quickly.

Or else, I'll praise you so

much that you'll run away!

Such a small girl,

and such a big threat!

I'll just call the police.

Who do you think you are?

- Get lost!

Hello, police station.

Lala, why are you wasting 50 paise.

You want one police official.

The entire police station

is standing in front of you.

What's the problem?

Shankar, the kerosene is over,

and these people..

..they're asking for kerosene.

And this girl is doing hooliganism.

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