Slumdog Millionaire Page #2
Must be a bloody saint
We're not allowed to talk to the others.
Why?
If we get seconds, then
he really must be a saint.
Very good, Arvind. Very good.
Laughing at me. I'll kill you.
Hey, get off her.
Don't touch me!
You fat bastard!
You big tree!
Punnoose, I think you've found your dog.
Okay, time to go. Get to work.
Think you're here for a picnic?
What do you think this is, a holiday?
And what are you laughing at?
Give me that.
Shut up!
Brother Salim.
What's up little brother, you got a problem?
Hey take her. She's yours today.
I don't want her.
Take her. It's for your own
good. Babies earn double.
She said she doesn't want her.
Shut it Jamal!
Take her now or i'll drop her.
Keep her crying, and you'll earn triple.
Come on! Get to work!
We'll use the hottest ones.
Chillies on his willy!
I'll get you back!
Go back to sleep all of you!
Very good. I am happy.
He's ready. - I'm ready as well.
Come on, move the lamp.
Okay.
Bring Jamal over.
Listen, kid. It's decision time.
You want the life of a slumdog
or the life of a man, huh?
A real man. A gunfighter.
Your destiny is in your hands, brother.
You can be like me or...
Understand?
I understand.
Go. Get Jamal.
I just need Maman to like my
singing, and we're in the money.
Big money, Latika.
And then what? Can we stop begging?
Begging? Are you kidding?
We'll live in a big house on Harbour Road.
You, me and Salim. The Three Musketeers.
Harbour Road. Really?
Yes.
In the moonlight...
You and me.
You'll dance with me won't you?
I hope you sing better than you dance.
It's my turn. - Sing well.
So this is it huh, brother?
The good life here we come.
Athos.
Porthos?
When I say
It's time to get professional.
What? Really?
First, let me hear that song...
Darshan to Ghanshyam.
That's my favourite.
Fifty rupees.
Now I'm a professional, what can I do?
Cheeky little bugger.
Here you go.
Jamal, go. Run!
Hold on! Catch them!
Get the torches! Get them!
Latika, run!
Come on, Latika! Grab his hand!
What happened, what happened?
She let go!
We've got to go back,
brother. We've got to go.
Go back and we're dead.
Have you gone mad?
He was going to take your eyes out!
With a spoon.
Don't worry about her. She'll be fine.
She always is.
Surdas.
Surdas?
Surdas (speaks Hindi) final answer?
Yes.
Guess what, you're right!
Blind singers earn double you know that?
What happened to a girl?
They blinded her too?
They had other plans.
Well it took me a long time to find out.
Got to let it go.
Come on.
Where? - I'm starving.
Get up!
So is it your Dad's train then?
Is this heaven?
You are not dead, Jamal.
What is it?
Some hotel huh?
The Taj Mahal is considered the
finest example of modern architecture.
...was completed around 1648 using
the labour force of 20'000 workers.
In 1980 it became a UNESCO
World Heritage Site and was cited...
Official tour guide.
Please take off your shoes
Please, please.
What time is the next tour?
We are on tight schedule.
We have to see the Red
Fort this afternoon.
VISITORS ARE REQUESTED TO COLLECT RECEIP
No, I... - Please, would it be possibl
to show us up round now?
Obviously we understand that it
costs more for just the two of us.
But of course madam!
Please follow me.
The Taj Mahal was built by Emperor Khurrama
for his wife Mumtaz, who was the
maximum beautiful woman in the world.
Then when she died, the emperor
decided to build this five-star hotel,
for everyone who would
like to visit her tomb.
But he died in 1587 before any of the
rooms were built, or any of the lifts.
But this swimming pool as you can see was
completed on schedule in top class fashion.
Is says nothing of this in the guide book.
The guide book was written by a bunch
of lazy good-for-nothing Indian beggars.
And this lady and gentlemen
is the burial place of Mumtaz.
How did she die?
A road traffic accident. - Really?
Maximum pile-up.
I thought she died in childbirth.
Exactly sir. She was on the way
to hospital when it happened.
Ready?
Smile.
Shoes! American brands!
Smile.
This, Mr David, is the biggest
Dhobi Ghat in the whole of India.
That's amazing.
Come on, take a real good look at this.
They say that every man in Uttar Pradesh
is wearing a kurta that has been
at least washed once out here.
Move it around! Pit-stop's god
speed! Schumacher got style!
There are the cows or are those
buffalos... What are those over there?
Oh, sh*t.
What the hell happened here?
Ok. Hold it!
You've got the insurance don't you?
Are you ok?
You wanted to see a bit
of real India? Here it is!
Well, here is a bit of
the real America, son.
("Money")
Oh, yes, yes! Jesus...
Here.
On an american 100 dollar bill
there's a portrait of
which american statesman?
A:
George WashingtonB:
Franklin RooseveltC:
Benjamin FranklinD:
Abraham LincolnPay or play, Jamal?
You decide.
Oh god he's looking at the
camera. He hasn't got a clue.
This is gonna be a walk away. Stand by.
No, he's gonna play with him first.
Jamal?
Get a lot of 100 dollar bills
in your in your line of work?
A minimum tip for my services.
Oh, now I know why my
cellphone bills are so high.
They tip the chaiwalla
with 100 dollar bills.
It's C. Benjamin Franklin.
You're gonna play, huh?
I think I've just had, hadn't I?
So you exactly have C, right?
Who's on 1,000 rupee note?
I don't know.
You don't know?
Ghandi is he.
Oh, I have heard of him.
Don't get clever
or I'll get the electricity out again.
Look.
They didn't ask me that
question. I don't know why.
Ask them.
It's funny, you don't seem
like you're interested in money.
By the fact you have...
one million rupees!
Explain the 100 dollar bill.
Bombay had turned name to Mumbay.
Why don't you understand?
A girl lived here. As tall as me perhaps.
Her name was Latika.
Don't know anyone of that name.
Two chicken burgers, two
fries, one diet cola, one coke!
One mineral water!
Shimla.
I'm going to Chowpatty, ok? Wanna come?
For god's sake, you've got some disease?
You're forcing back to this shithole.
We leave our friends, a good life,
lots of money. For this?!
We came back to find her.
You did. I don't give a sh*t about her.
Plenty of p*ssy in Bombay for Salim.
Oh yes!
You should come back to
instead of ghost searching
for your lost love.
I'm going to Chowpatty.
I'm going to Chowpatty!
There are 19 million
people in this city, Jamal.
Forget about her.
She's a "stree"(? = young
indian female dancer).
Greetings, Sir.
Blessings be unto those
who do good for others.
Dollars. How much?
Honestly. I swear on my mothers soul.
What's on this note? Whose picture is it?
There's an old man...
He's bald on top with long
hair on the sides, like a girl.
Benjamin Franklin.
So you're a big guy now, Jamal.
I'm happy for you.
I'm sorry...
You got saved my friend. I wasn't so lucky.
That's the only difference.
Arvind, I'm trying to find...
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