Sholay Page #8

There's a tank in her courtyard.|We've mixed all the colors in it!

Where folks normally douse|color on people...

...we dump people|in the colors!

The moment we spot someone,|he goes straight in the tank!

I hope you don't have a tank|of colors in your house!

Or Ramlal and I will find|ourselves neck-deep in it.

Watch what I do!

Anyone in, mister?

Who's that?

- I've scared you again!|- You're crazy!

The Thakur!|You didn't even tell me!

Welcome! Greetings of the season!

What are you standing there for?

Won't you bring some sweets|for the Thakur?

Just a moment...

- Must I bring the plate too?|- Which one?

The one from which you will|take a pinch of color...

Sure, go ahead and bring it.

Please come, Thakur.

Let's go and sit there...|it's very loud out here.

- So, Ramlal? Is everything fine?|- I'm fine, thank you, sir.

Well, Thakur? I hope you've|had a nice crop this year.

Actually, I'm an outsider|in my own house.

It's Ramlal who knows everything|about my farms.

It's he who commands things|in our farms.

Sweets for everyone!

Open your mouth, uncle!

That's enough, dear...

Okay, Mr. Ramlal...|open your mouth!

- Give it to me, dear. I'll have it.|- No, sir!

- I will feed you!|- Give it to me, dear.

She's like your daughter, Ramlal.|Let her feed you.

He's right. Now open your mouth!

My God! How could I forget the|plate with the colors?

She's a very jovial girl.

You bet! She's always|kicking up a racket!

Here I come with|the plate of colors!

Here's the plate of colors for you|to take a pinch out of it!

- I'm leaving!|- Where are you going?

I'm going to my friends to celebrate!|May I leave?

Haven't you had enough|of the colors yet?

It's a festival of colors, uncle...|of all hues!

How can anyone ever have|enough of the colors?

Tell me; wouldn't the world be|so dull, without these colors?

How dull and lifeless her world|has suddenly come to be.

With her tears having washed away|her bridal-henna...

...what colors can|she look forward to in life?

I've taken a decision.

Really? So you've started|taking decisions too?!

Yes. When you are into it,|I think I'd rather do it too.

- What is that?|- Get married.

Get married?!

You want to get married?!

Yes... I've had enough.

I've now decided to lead|a straight and simple life.

In which I have a house of my own,|a wife, many children...

...who will pester you|for stories...

Hey! That's enough!|Sit down here, will you?

Sit down here, I say.

I hope you know that you need|a girl to get married to?

Have you approved of a girl then?

- Yes, I have.|- Who is she, may I ask?

That Radha?!

Are you mad? Don't you know|who she is?

Now look; even thugs and criminals|are given a second chance in life.

And then, Radha has done|nothing wrong.

Has she no right to start|life afresh?

How can that be? What will society|and community think of it?

The society and community are meant|to save man from loneliness.

They're not meant to|isolate someone.

Besides, must we let Radha suffer|in silence for fear of society?

How long are we going to live|anyway? We might soon be dead.

Whose support will she live on?|Whom will she turn to?

It was because of all this|that I came to you.

But you are her father.|I leave the decision to you.

Not at all, Thakur.|She's your daughter now.

Whatever you decide will be|best for her.

I'd still want you to|meet Jai at least once.

I'll send him over|in a couple of days.

A penny for your thoughts!

It's nothing.

I get it! I know what|you're worrying about.

You're wondering whether your|proposal will come through.

I suggest you toss again.

If it's Heads, it's gonna|be okay. Or else... well!

If everything works out|well, Veeru...

...why don't we settle down here,|in this village?

There! You've spoken my heart!

I've been thinking of this, too.

It's no use being thieves|all our lives.

We've spent enough time|in the prisons.

Once we get the money,|let's settle down here.

We'll buy some land and|turn farmers.

But we can't use the plough...|how will we be farmers?

Our vices taught us to wield guns;|our virtues will teach us this.

You're right. Necessity does|teach a man a lot in life.

I've already worked out|everything for myself!

I'll marry the girl|who drives the horse-cart...

...and be the father of a|couple of children in 2/3 years.

I've even thought|of the brats' names!

And when I ask my wife|where the kids are...

She'll say...

"They must be with your friend Jai|to listen to his stories"

Why must you always send your|children to me for stories?

You know I can't remember|these bloody stories, Jai!

Stories, my foot! You don't even|remember what happened yesterday.

Yesterday? Of course I remember|I met Basanti yesterday!

We've promised to meet|at the lake this morning!

- This morning, huh?|- Yes!

Here I go!

Let's go, Dhanno!

Let's go! It's a question|of my chastity today!

Go on, Dhanno! Faster!

Faster, Dhanno! Go for it!

What do these guys in Ramgarh|feed their daughters with?

Look at her... she's one hell|of a spicy doll, isn't she?

Damn spicy, all right!

Remember how we went to Jamnadas's|daughter's wedding last year, chief?

She'd given them a terrific|dance performance there.

Wow!

She must be a sizzling dancer!

Show us a couple|of steps, darling.

Now look, lady... don't you|act too high and mighty!

Or I'll scratch off this|beautiful skin... all right?

Wait a minute, darling.

Tie the bastard!

You seem to be thick with him,|what say?

Well, strong man? Mohammad|comes to the mountain, eh?

You have a scene with|that babe, do you?

You bastard! I've yet to see|a creep like you!

You won't get to see one either.

Because your life is|now going to end.

- The bastard...|- No!

Like a house on fire, eh?

You're pretty thick, aren't you?

Pick up your gun, Samba!

And aim your gun at this cur!

Now listen to me, darling.

If you wish to save your lover,|show us some dance.

No! Don't you dare dance|before this dogs, Basanti!

Delay this any longer, and we'll|blow your lover's head apart!

There's another thing|I must tell you, darling.

That man will breathe,|only till you continue to dance.

That gun will go off, the|moment your feet stop moving.

If anyone dare moves,|he's gonna be dead meat!

Gabbar Singh! Ask your men|to drop their guns!

Go on

Go after them! Go on!

And don't return empty-handed,|you bastards!

Hurry up!

- Jai! Are you all right?|- Yes, I'm okay.

The three of us can't escape|on a single horse, Veeru.

Take Basanti away to the village|and return soon.

And bring lots of ammunition|when you return.

No! I will stay here!|Take Basanti and leave quickly!

Listen to me, Veeru!|Take Basanti away! I'll stay here.

No, Jai! I can't leave you alone.

One of us will have to go, Veeru.

Or else, we'll soon|run out of bullets.

Well, all right.|Let's toss instead.

If it's Heads, I stay back.|If it's Tails, you hold fort.

I win!

- But how can you be...|- No more arguments, Veeru!

Leave your gun and bullets behind.|And take Basanti out quickly! Go on!

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