Shree 420 Page #2
- Year:
- 1955
- 168 min
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I'm like your brother,
what's your name?
I told you all once,
our day would come
Our Raj is here
What do you do for a living?
I'm looking for work.
What a job that is!
You seem to be new here,
that's why you look for work
Or else you'd have fun
like us
What do you do?
Jobless!
Our stories can be told
in a single word: jobless.
Tell us your story.
Where are you from?
If we're to be as one,
tell your story.
Tell us something exciting,
I feel sad today
O gently people,
hear this story
A simple story with no frills,
aimed to give many thrills
I was once a boy
of a poor family...
...who inherited
his mother's destiny
Grief and suffering
were my childhood friends
Pain and breath did blend
Alas! With a face such as mine
A thief and I
look one of a kind'
On the street, one day,
for no rhyme or reason
An officer took me away
An officer
Peered over his spectacles
He looked me over
barring no obstacles
Said he:
Can you see no moreHe's the warden's brother-in-law
I'm still bound by misery
I'm happy but not in ecstasy
My destination lies before me.
My feet are tied for all to see
Rich folk hinder the fun
Heed me but tell none
Don't walk with head down
Don't sing without rhyme.
Don't shout without reason
Or you will end up in prison!
Why were you sleeping here?
- Sir?
The problem is,
I had a row with my wife
She threw me out of the house
You know the women
of today are like men
Get lost.
Is this a place to sleep?
Get lost.
Go on! He must be a newcomer.
He's nuts
What are you doing?
Can't you see?
Why are you doing that?
To see this wretched world
you have to look at it upside down
All the leaders of the
country do the same thing
Then, they see it right
Behave yourself
or I'll straighten you out
Constable, is this a crime?
Get along
You broke the castle
Some people are like that,
they can destroy, not build
They sell honest and sin
What must they do?
Drown!
I agree
Hey you! Wait, Stop!
Were you trying
to commit suicide?
What? Me? Committing suicide?
Yes, suicide
- You mean suicide?
You said that people
like me should drown
That was...
I mean, I'm sorry
You're right, people
like me should drown.
It's a sin
to commit suicide
You won't will you?
- Of course, I will
It's the last sin.
So what if you saved me?
Listen, I won't
let you commit suicide.
Can you stop me, if I
want to take my life?
I'll call the police
to stop you
He's...
- What are you up to?
I'm up to something,
but will she agree?
He...
- Let me tell you, come this way
She's the one
- Your wife?
Absolutely
She's pretty
Don't get taken in by her face,
she's poison
She jumped into the sea,
I had to get her out
She says:
I'll drown andtake you with me
She refuses to go home
So that's it? I'll fix her
You'll save a mariage
from breaking up
What is it?
- Go home
Where?
- Home
You, too
- As you say, Constable
Come, let's go
Don't be cross
What are you saying?
Who are you to order me?
Hear that? She says who
am I to order me?
Tell her who I am
Go home or else
to the police station
Why? What have I done?
- Committing suicide
But I was...
She says she dived in
save me
Not another word from you.
Go home
Why bicker like children?
Wives should not leave
their homes like that
You're of the modern generation.
A woman is a home's goddess.
Each Indian woman should
regard her husband as a god.
That's enough!
This is my home. Now go
Have you started again?
Get inside.
You're still following me?
I see you home, and you
say I've no manners
Vidya?
What is it?
- I've had it! Father
I will tell him
You can't go inside
- Why not?
Let me meet him
Who are you arguing with?
- She is arguing with me, father.
Who are you?
- He's...
Shri. Ranbir Raj
- My father, Pandit Omkarnath Shastri
He dived into the sea
- Into the sea
Tell her not
to jump into such deep waters
Don't interrupt, I'm talking.
Luckily...
...I was there
Or else, she would have been
I didn't jump in
- Don't play with life
That's what I said too,
our life is given by God
To misuse it is ungrateful
He jumped in...
- Change your clothes
I'll sit for a while. Be careful
or you might catch pneumonia
He's right. Go and
change your clothes
Serve some tea to
our guest
Sit down.
Thank you, my son.
You've done me a favour
She's all I have in the world
It was my duty.
- Who helps anyone these days?
You risked your life for her.
To jump in the sea is simple.
I can swim for miles
It's a pity that
my expensive suit got wet
Hurry with tea,
he might catch a cold
You're cheerful
You put yourself
to such bother
The tea is hot, be careful
Liars burn tongues
Did you burn yours?
Not my tongue, but my heart
You're a very funny fellow.
Hurry, Vidya
The kids are waiting
Hers?
- She has fifty
Fifty, my God!
Father, I'd better go
We have a small school
- A school?
I see!
Since I've been paralysed,
Vidya has run the school
We live on little.
The poor live here
We are poor, too.
We have nothing better to offer you.
We don't have even a comfortable
chair for you to sit.
It's first class.
Don't let it worry you
Be careful! Are you hurt?
Don't worry
It isn't your fault.
I've put on a little weight.
One little seed, two seeds
Seed on seed
On the roof the girl dances,
The crazy boy takes his chances
Guess!
Pomegranate
There lived
a little girl called Lalbai
She wears a red skirt
that a pie
She burns your mouth
and she makes your cry
Have a guess!
A chilli!
It's green and
It's surrounded with pearls
Deep in the garden
of the king it sways and whirls
Its hair is quite wild
and filled with curls
Guess!
Corn!
It's a creature
with money spread on its tail'
It wears
a crown on its head like a sail
It dances full of glee,
Full of joy in a gale.
Guess!
A peacock!
One little seed, two seeds
Seed on seed
Though it's quite out of sight,
It stays close and near
It eats, it drinks,
have little or no fear
Don't fall into its snare,
Be careful, be wise, beware
Guess!
Misery!
No! It's me!
Did you see?
She lost her own game.
Teacher lost the game
She lost!
Celebrate with a holiday.
Go home
Sit down all of you!
Come back!
Or you will be in for it
Uncouth, illiterate!
Letting them go
Why get so cross?
Let them have some fun
Fun and game, eh?
To be useless like you?
True, I don't have
any work but...
...illiterate...
...I'm not. That's the tragedy
If I were, I would be a labourer
What can I do? I am a graduate
That's an even bigger lie!
Look at you.
Do you look educated?
My appearance fools you
If I were dressed
grandly and had a car...
...You wouldn't have called
me illiterate
I don't blame you.
The world is not compassionate
Clothes make a man
Fine clothes are more imporatant
than human sentiments
That isn't true.
We aren't rich.
You see, poor people live here
It's shameful that
the poor forget the poor
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