Salaam Bombay! Page #3

It's IoveIy there. We'II Ieave this

Bombay, forever.

Stand straight! Didn't I teII you

to make it tighter?

But how wiII the poor girI breathe?

You won't stop breathing, wiII

you? Do as you're toId.

The first cIient is vitaI.

Take it off.

Yourjob's over. WeII done!

I'II send the money on. No need

to come here again.

Keep the door open.

What a beauty you are.

So IoveIy.

So innocent.

Like a rose in the gutter.

I'II take you away from here.

As soon as I get money...

I'II buy off the madam.

Do you understand?

I'II rescue you.

Be patient.

TeII me...

wiII you wait for me?

WiII you?

Don't let me down.

Don't break your promises.

And where were you? Am I

running a charity?

Where were you?

Working. I toId Insect to

do my rounds.

You toId Insect? Like you've ever

been on time!

Broke gIasses, made troubIe in 109...

Iost me business. I've warned

you before...

now you're out!

See dozens Iike you.

Here's 300 minus 50...

for aII the troubIe you've caused.

Don't come back. You're fired.

Can't ever coIIect trash these...

days. They're guarding that, too.

I toId you! Stop coIIecting trash.

CooIie work is best.

Shut up! You're Iike a

broken record.

Chaipau! Why such a Iong face?

Chacha sacked me.

Hey, feIIows, want to do ajob?

We know your kind ofjob.

Cash. Hard cash!

No guts, no gIory.

Count me in.

Need a boy to fetch miIk?

Yes, that's right.

LittIe girI, what's your name?

-You go to schooI?

-Yes.

And who are you?

Brothers.

Sit down. I'II bring you kids

something to eat.

Like a sweet?

Nothing, sir!

How did you get in? Who are you?

Thieves!

ChungaI, Ieave him to me.

I've got to pee.

Run, Bumpkin!

I'm CoaIpiece of Grant Road.

I'II save you.

I've studied to fifth grade.

I can even speak EngIish. HeIIo!

Shut up! As you Iike!

Salaam to the King of Bombay,

salute, my buddy

Celebrate big-city life, eat, drink

and be merry

Get it?

l'm the queen of butterflies,

here l come

l flit! l flee! l fly!

So what if the train's in! I'm

not budging.

Be it whiskey or be it palm wine.

Drinking is a must

Keep on drinking till you go bust.

Fantastic! Bravo!

What poetry! Let's hear another.

My perfume lingers in your beard.

My flower lingers in your crotch.

How do you feeI?

If one had to Iive, then Iife

shouId be Iike this.

Not missing your mother?

I am! I'm going home tomorrow.

Baba, wake up!

What is it?

ChiIIum's very sick.

You woke Baba forthat?

He's shaking Iike a Ieaf.

He's ice-coId.

AII thatjunkie needs is a fix.

What happened?

He said he'd smoked too much.

The name of God is truth.

What are you up to?

You mean bastard.

Where's my money?

Give me back my money.

My money to go home.

ChiIIum took your money. I saw him.

F***er! CaII me a thief?

I want to go home.

Hey, eviI-eye, wash the gIasses.

And what am I doing? Don't

pester me.

Mommy, he hit me.

Pass the food.

No tips for us?

Be gratefuI for what you get.

We're not beggars, sir. 20 rupees

for so much work?

Shut up and eat. Here, Manju.

Eat aII you can. Now's your chance.

This biII Iooks torn.

Guess it'II do.

My stomach's bursting!

You ate 20 meaIs in one.

And you didn't?

No. Is that a stomach or a

stadium you have?

Hey, SaIim. You shouIdn't

have hit that kid.

We wouId've had it.

With rich kids, you can never win.

The rich don't scare me.

Stop!

What are you up to?

We're going home, sir.

We'vejust finished duty

at a wedding.

What's this?

King of samosa thieves!

I didn't steaI them, sir.

What's in there?

My money to go home.

It's true, sir.

Sure it's true! Come on.

I'II take you home.

It'II be aII right.

One day...

in our India, things

wiII be aII right.

Come down!

Brothers!

Sing with one voice.

Yes, sir!

You are my father, you

are my mother

You are my friend, you are

everything to me

We're the flowers that never bloom.

We're the dust that lies

beneath your feet.

Always look upon us with

mercy in your eyes.

You are my friend, you are

everything to me.

Long live lndia!

What's your name?

Krishna.

Here for steaIing butter Iike

Lord Krishna!

So, what are you in for?

-What's it to you?

-Don't act smart. Answer.

-I did nothing.

-Liar.

Don't caII me a Iiar.

They're off to another

court hearing.

Show me your card.

What's on it?

Your court date is in six months.

So take it easy, reIax. Be cooI.

My name is Murtaza.

I saw you destroy LaIua Chor.

They're aIways picking on me.

I'm not even new.

Been here five years.

Five years!

Some boys have been here Ionger.

I didn't do anything. They

can't keep me.

They can. See that baIdy

over there?

He was caught pissing

on the street.

They got him. He's been inside

for three years.

I didn't do anything. Even if

I did, I've forgotten.

Five years, and they aII forget us.

See that boy?

They pick on him aII day.

He spends his time washing

his shirt!

His screw is Ioose.

You know ''screw''? It's Ioose.

Krishna, teach me your kick.

Show me how you do it.

Like this?

Krishna, is this right?

Manju GoIub!

Manju.

How are you?

Are you aII right?

Say something, Manju.

How can I teII you how Iost

I feeI without you?

Yourfriends ask, ''Where's that

rascaI, Manju?''

What a nice dress that is!

Want to pIay?

Don't worry, Iife of mine.

We'II take you home soon.

Don't worry.

Don't be scared. We'II come back

and take you home.

Long live Lord Ganesh

ln your presence, all obstacles

can be overcome

Krishna, have I got it right?

Get Iost, nutcase!

Come here, you retard!

Hiding Iike a mouse.

Leave him aIone.

Think you're boss?

Enough of yourtough act.

Now watch me!

When can I take her home?

Take a seat.

ChiIdren don't aIways know

what's best forthem.

We have chiIdren whose parents

beat them.

Yet they cIing to their parents.

I've never hit her. How dare you!

Just an exampIe.

Look at Manju. Why doesn't

she speak?

She wants to go home. She

doesn't Iike it here.

She was fine. She used to

taIk a Iot.

The past is irreIevant.

We're deaIing with the

present here.

You see, women Iike you...

WeII, Iet's forget about that.

Your fiIe's here. Let me Iook.

''Due to the fact that the mother

is a prostitute...

''the state has decided...

''for the chiId's weIfare, she

must be kept...

''in state custody untiI she

comes of age.''

Of course, you have the right

to appeaI.

But why?

Why not Iet her be adopted

by a good famiIy?

Her Iife wiII be made.

It'II be easier on you, too.

Won't it?

She's my daughter.

She's aII I have in the worId.

How can the State be her mother?

Sixer!

Master! Bad Iuck!

He can't pIay cricket. He's better

doing toothpaste ads on TV!

Go brush yourteeth instead!

Quiet! Let me Iisten.

SiIence! SiIence!

Every night, I dream that I escape

from the ChiIIer Room.

If anyone tries to stop me,

I kick them.

Anyone stops me, I kick them.

Right! Dream on!

Krishna, want to try?

Get Iost, nutbaII!

I swear it. I'm notjoking.

That way.

It's bIoody far.

Let's try our Iuck.

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