The Dirty Picture Page #6

Wow, the writer rises...

You should sleep.

Tomorrow I have

narrate the story to Vijayan.

And you have a shoot too.

We just left two

people burning with anger...

and you want to put it out?

If I stay back, a fire

will start over here.

Then let it.

Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my...

You don't call out to

others when you're on the edge.

The bullet exits the gun...

The villain's spirit exits his body...

The end of the film.

And the audience exits the theater.

What kind of ending is this?

I didn't even have a fight sequence.

Swords are pulled

out of their sheath...

Clothes ripped apart...

Bodies ripped apart... Blood all over.

That leads to the end of the film.

You should have a sword fight,

yes a sword fight.

Sir, the lead hero is a cop.

How could he have a sword?

That's a valid point.

Perhaps an ancestral sword...

a family heirloom.

But, Sir... the lead

hero is an orphan.

Boring!

Boring!

Lead heroes of the 60s

and 70s were orphans.

We are in the 80s now.

Let him have a family.

And a sister...

give her dignity...

And then take it away!

His sister's trampled dignity...

should reflect on his sword.

Now that will heighten the climax!

What do you say, Vijayan?

Sir, what an imagination!

Genius... Sir, you're a genius!

It's a curse, Vijayan. It's a curse!

What do you think, Rama?

I have one word...

Superhit!

Sir, sensational, this

will be sensational!

Silk couldn't differentiate

between a man and a horse.

A horse at its peak will win derbies.

But a man at his peak

moves like time itself.

Then he can neither stop.

Do you remember...

when we first met...

you couldn't utter a word.

And now you make excuses!

There was a time when I'd merely

think of you and you would show up.

And now...

you think twice before meeting me.

Cut it!

What are you laughing for?

You think this is a joke?

You are the one making a joke, madam.

We shot this scene yesterday.

I need a cigarette!

Silk...

what's going on?

Once upon a time,

you'd act out a scene and...

...I didn't feel like

calling out 'cut'.

But it seems like you

don't feel like acting anymore.

How can I?

There's nothing new to do.

Everyday it's the same old scene,

same old dialogue, same old story.

You can only act in

one particular film...

and I'll make it.

I know why you're so arrogant today.

You've signed on

that new girl, Shakeela.

But Venkat sir...

there can never be another Silk.

And we don't want another Silk!

Everyday it's something new.

A new spat with Surya...

or a new scene with his brother.

Or your love for the bottle.

In that case, 'pack up'!

Make this film with that...

that girl... Shakeela!

Silk, wait,

don't make a mistake. You'll regret.

People who walk out on their work...

spend the rest of their

lives begging for work.

But they get nothing.

I am Silk.

Silk.

Don't forget I'm a star.

When stars fade away, they

become one with the darkness.

And when the bare darkness strikes...

the first thing it takes

away is the star's shine.

Hello...

Ramakant, please.

Madam, he is busy at a pooja.

[Religious offering]

Pooja?

For what?

Madam, it's a pooja for his new film.

Tell Ramakant it's Silk!

Sorry madam, I can't disturb him.

Hello...

Hello, give the phone to Ramakant!

Madam...

Tell Ramakant it's Silk!

It's Silk madam on the line.

She wants to talk to you.

Tell her I'll call her later.

Okay.

I'm sorry, madam.

I can't disturb him.

Suryakant sir...

Sir, I'm very happy.

One brother will write,

the other will act.

Today is a great day.

And Silk will dance.

Excuse me.

Vijayan!

Yes, sir?

Silk...

will not act in this film.

The audience has seen

every inch of her talent.

Sir, as you wish.

But sir...

the public demands excitement.

We will change the trend.

Everything that Silk did...

we'll get the heroine to do.

That's fine...

sir but what about

the heroine's image?

The public goes for the goods on

display, the store doesn't matter.

When honour is disrobed...

it's the 'honourable'

ones that enjoy it the most.

You're right, absolutely right, sir.

Ramakant, what do you have to say?

Sir...

Silk madam on the line.

Silk...

what a coincidence.

We were just talking about you.

I'm here with Vijayan and Surya.

They don't want you

for their next film.

And I think their decision is right.

You won't do this film.

Absolutely not!

On the first day of the shoot...

I would like to

introduce you to my parents.

Hello, Silk ma'am.

I am Mutthu.

I am a small time film maker.

I would to work with you.

This is my card.

Drop it at my place.

Okay, thank you very much.

Excuse me.

Well, the set is beautiful.

Congratulations.

It's all thanks to you.

And don't make a mess today.

My parents will be here soon.

Your mother is fine but...

how old is your father?

Silk, please!

Relax will you!

I'm a hit with the men in your family.

You know... I don't like such jokes.

Ramakant sir...

One second.

Silk madam...

I'm a big fan of yours.

Thank you.

I am Shakeela.

So you're Shakeela!

You've heard about me?

Yes, but it was probably a lie.

Why do you say that?

Do you have a mirror at home?

Break it...

because it's lying that

you can be another Silk.

You are wrong!

I'm sure I have something...

I have the talent.

Is that so?

Come on then!

There is that night of the honeymoon

I am that night

The joy of that night

I am that joy

That knocks the lover senseless

I am that intoxication

The mantra to love and

relationships that you have read

I am that book

I am that book.

I play like the banjo

I blossom in dreams

Gentlemen, make me infamous

I intoxicate you like whiskey

I grapple like a hiccup

Get intoxicated, my gentleman

We forget

ourselves

give me a drink like that

Make the room dark

open your eyes

Whatever is in your heart

whisper it in my

ears through some crowds

Don't worry about the danger

Surpass all the limits

Come forth

don't struggle with me

leave everything to me

Bad

half... sullen... departed

broken, is your dream

without me

It is only me

I am that intoxication

Blend us together

Let her go!

She isn't worthy of you.

Women like Silk

don't belong at home...

a bed is where they belong.

What have you done, Silk?

I had told you... don't think.

You gave up too soon.

Say what you want to!

Couldn't you control

yourself for just one night?

What difference would that make?

Would your parents

think I'm a decent girl?

What is their impression now?

They think you are

lewd and disgusting.

Well, you're in love

with someone like her.

That's my character on screen.

I'm not like that in real life.

You mean you'll stay

like this all your life?

Lewd and disgusting?

The thing that made me Silk...

how can I let it go?

Surya was right...

women like Silk

don't belong at home...

Of course, a bed is

where they belong isn't it!

Silk's noose is ready

for both of you.

You call me lewd and disgusting...

see how I ruin you!

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