Vishwaroopam Page #4
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asthma attack but she is gonna be ok.
Do you speak English?
Yes l do, woman.
Now cover your feet, cover your
face and get out of my village.
Damn! l was just trying to help
l'm really sorry.
Jalal.
lt's alright to call a doctor
when you are suffering.
My mother was an asthmatic,
that's why l...
You are right, but we are holding
American prisoners at a nearby village.
She is a white woman.
Why invite trouble?
Yes! My wife Khadija.
- Hello, father!
- Nasser! You've grown so much!
Wisam! This is my future, Nasser.
Greet your uncle.
Peace be with you, uncle.
How are you?
l am...and how are...
Uncle does not speak Pashto.
Then what language do you speak?
Wow you speak English?
lt's his mother's doing.
Treachery.
Do you still speak to him in English?
No! Not after you told me not to.
So Jalal is the culprit!
Come here.
l didn't teach him English.
He learned it at school.
School?
Oh, he learned it at school.
Nonsense.
l shut the school down a year ago.
He...
ls the English teacher.
Hold this.
lf you teach him one
more word of English
you will be hopping for
the rest of your life.
Go!
My relative! He wants to
be an engineer in England...
...when engineers are choosing
to be Jihadis in Afghanistan.
Wisam, whatever language
Nasser speaks,
he'll become a warrior
like his father.
Like mamu!
- No.
Then?
What?
l'm not a child.
Push me, push me.
Push me
NATO has attacked.
- When?
- Now.
They thought the Americans were here.
They were fooled.
Weren't the American prisoners here?
You think l'm stupid?
l never keep them in one
place for more than two weeks.
They were here until last week.
The sin of murdering
innocent souls is on them.
There is a place far away,
l want to go there some day.
There is a place far away,
l want to go there some day.
First came the British.
Then the Russians.
The Taliban.
The Americans...And now you all!
- Shush!
- Go shush your mother.
Men are nothing but
monkeys with tails in the front.
Where atom was sown
you'll reap atom only.
lf the sea of greed erupts,
there won't be place to live on earth.
No new houses have been
built in atmosphere.
The one going to war
is a mother's son.
lf anyone of us dies,
some mother is sure to cry...see!
Where are we going?
Where the American prisoners are.
- Are they here?
- Yes.
- Since when?
- lt's been a while.
Hey Jo! Jo! Caption.
Yes you, get up.
Come out.
Do you now agree, what America
has done to our country is wrong?
Say it.
- Say it.
- Yes.
Thank you, now we will
do the same with you.
But if you continue...
Open your mouth, good girl.
Ok.
Ask her what she's suffering from.
Photo photo.
Where's the doctor?
She's dead.
He'll have to become the next doctor.
Nasser, come!
l took the picture.
Go, Go.
Run! Run!
Hey, Nasser.
The elders are gathering
for a conference tomorrow.
He will also be there.
He who?
The tall guy! Our sheik.
l'd be honored to meet him.
Americans.
He started out with two
acres and now has 2,000 acres.
Any currency.
Tawfeeq is our treasurer,
sent to us by Allah.
Tawfeeq, here is Nasser.
Here he comes.
Tawfeeq is not a Jihadi.
But he is useful.
Everybody knows you here
You might know some of them too.
l believe l might.
- Dear Nasser.
- Oh, Omar.
Wisam Ahmad Kashmiri.
Great warrior!
Come.
Meet my mother.
Mother, this is Wisam Ahmad Kashmiri.
She is saying you are Allah's warrior...
...and many generations will...
How do you say ''dua?''
- Bless.
- Will bless you.
Are you as good as your father?
- No.
- Why you not good as your...
Forgive me.
Sorry! Excuse me.
A humble gift from humble farmer.
Just a simple gift.
Opium but lot of worth in America,
London, France, Pakistan and lndia.
Don't corrupt my warriors.
lt's a simple gift.
Your friendship is worth more
than whatever you can give me.
- So forget me.
- Forgive!
- Oh oh...forgive me.
- You don't have to do this.
Mother.
Have these sweets.
What was that?
Put it in the bag.
The Pakistani.
Omar!
Let's go, let's go!
Come.
ls he...
He is.
Not everyone is this fortunate.
Move! Move!
- Who is this man?
- Munnavar, a Pakistani.
He must have some
information from lSl.
He works for lSl?
He works for money.
Anyone's money.
He's like a rodent
scavenging everywhere.
One day in the gutter,
the next, in the kitchen.
Americans.
Let's go! Let's go!
What's he saying?
We are fighting for Allah.
Americans are fighting for oil.
lf you let them lay the pipelines,
they'll be saying Allah Hu Akbar with us!
Allah Hu Akbar!
Let's go.
Let's go, let's go!
Where is Sheik Osama?
Shouldn't we protect him?
No! He needs time to get away.
We need to hold
the Americans back until then.
Americans? ls there another
escape route from the cave?
Yes.
- What?
- Yes!
Father!
Go! Go!
Go inside!
Omar! Wisam!
No, no.
The Americans are everywhere.
We have to get away.
l'll be back with two vehicles.
You stay right here.
Wisam!
Nasser, Khadija, Jalal...
Don't worry.
They'll be alright, God willing.
l'll handle it.
lmtiaz, stay here.
We need to protect Sheik Osama!
Let's go.
- Yes, let's go to our Sheik.
Brother Omar, you are our leader.
- Let's stand and fight.
- What's going on here?
Americans will not
kill women and children.
They need us alive.
They need their prisoners alive.
- Kill the American prisoners first.
- l'll take care of that! You go.
- Me too.
- No!
lf anything happens
to Brother Omar, we...
You scoundrel!
Take him to the hospital.
Take the highway.
- And you?
- l'll stay with Khadija, Nasser, and Jalal.
Go go right right.
Let me see.
- You'll need a couple of stitches.
- No time for that.
- There is.
- They'll be here soon.
There's still time for
the colonel to come.
Are there any more files?
There are three
brown covers on the table.
have to be destroyed Sir.
Sir? lsn't he your uncle?
Everyone has a double role here, happy?
Get the small box in
How do you know
where l keep my bras?
- Hurry.
- Hey, Ashmita!
Hurry up.
- l have to stitch him up.
- What? Stitch?
- ln your closet, under your bras...
- l already told her.
- Oh so you know, go.
- Ok, are you a doctor?
You're the doctor, right?
Want to do it?
- l'm not a medical doctor.
- Ya ya she is just a nuclear oncologist.
Something is burning!
- Asmita.
- Yes sir.
We leave in 10 mins.
Sir please got to stitch him up.
Niru, pass me
the hard drive, there there...
Just through it, and that box.
lt's mustard.
l must get needle and
thread to stitch Wiz up.
You'll find them in
your lingerie drawer.
Do you wanna...
- Are you sure!
- Go go.
- Nirupama, what you doing?
- Packing.
What?
Tell her...
We don't need that.
But l need all this.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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