- Spice for the front page, isn't it?
- All you can think of are...
...headlines for the front page.
- Oh, drop it!
Here comes Judge Raghunath.
Such a gentleman! Why on earth
did that goon want to k*ll him?
Here comes your friend
Is the jury in place?
Yes, my Lord. Present.
- Is the accused present?
- Present, my Lord.
Who is the counsel
for the accused?
Who is the counsel
for the accused?
Have you no lawyer
to defend your case?
In that case, the government...
My Lord.
I'm the counsel for the accused.
I do not wish to defend myself.
I promised to defend you, if
you're ever arraigned. Remember?
Does the accused give his consent?
Yes.
Raj, you have been accused of a
murderous att*ck on Judge Raghunath.
You may plead your case.
I swear to speak the truth.
Judge Raghunath, can you tell us
why the accused tried to k*ll you?
Did he have any enmity with you?
Yes. The grudge that a
born felon bears...
...against the judge who sentences
him and grants no reprieve.
Could there be no other reason
for such animosity?
None. How else could I
relate to him?
I have no further questions.
Defense may proceed with
cross-questioning.
Judge, you are senior to me.
If in the course of questioning,
I happen to affront you...
do forgive me. Someone's life is
at stake. And you have taught me...
to ignore all relationships for
the dispensation of justice.
This is my first interrogation.
Please give me your blessings.
What do you mean when you call
the accused a born felon?
He has been a tramp
and a hoodlum...
ever since he was a child.
His record says it.
This penchant for crime has surely
been transmitted congenitally.
Judge, do you have any children?
No.
But how is this question
relevant to this case?
Most relevant. Think again. Are you
certain that you have no children?
- No. But I reiterate. This question...
- Can you recount the circumstance...
when you threw your wife
out of your house?
My Lord, am I to be forced to reply
to such meaningless questions?
Ms Rita, you may ask questions
relevant only to the case.
We wish to know whether or not,
the accused attempted m*rder.
If yes, then why?
Enough! Stop it! I'm a m*rder*r!
Hang me if you will!
Proceed with your questioning.
The accused does not deny having
assaulted Judge Raghunath.
But, as you said just now,
the question is why he did it.
This interrogation is meant
to reveal the answer...
if you my Lord, and Judge Raghunath
repose your trust in me for a while.
You may proceed.
I repeat my question.
Can you recount the circumstance...
when you threw your wife
out of your house?
I beg your pardon, Judge Raghunath,
but this question is very important.
And not only for the accused.
For you too.
The cause of whatever is happening
today, lies rooted in your past.
Remember...?
Can you tell us? Why, when
and under what circumstance...
...did you throw your wife
out of your house?
Why, when and under
what circumstance...
...did you throw your wife
out of your house?
Why, when and under
what circumstance...
...did you throw your wife
out of your house?
24 years ago...
I was practising law in Lucknow.
I was the black sheep of the family,
because I opposed social norm...
and I had married a widow.
My father was a big g*n.
And was away in Bombay most of the
time. He was unhappy with me.
But under no circumstance,
was I willing to leave Leela.
She was so good to me.
She was such a good woman.
And I was in love with her.
But once, on our way from
Kanpur to Allahabad...
little did I realise that
like a boat in midstream...
my life too was to be caught
in cross currents.
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"I can't think straight."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"I can't think straight."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"The clear open sky
over the head."
"The clear open sky."
"Be prudent, boatman.
There is storm in your boat."
"There is storm in your boat."
"The deep capricious waves."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The deep capricious waves."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"A piece of the
glass floats away."
"The iron too drowns."
"What are you thinking?"
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"What are you thinking?"
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"The boat is stuck in
the middle of the ocean."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"Haul it, haul it, haul it."
"Be prudent, be prudent."
Aren't you feeling sleepy?
- What are you thinking about?
- Why do they sing " Beware"?
They say, these parts are dangerous.
Jagga the bandit. He's from these parts.
- Bandits...?
- Yes, but don't worry.
As of now, he must be
fast asleep in some prison.
Go to bed. I'm feeling sleepy.
- In case you're afraid,
I can come over. - No.
No! The lady is with them!
Leave me!
You heartless bandits!
Where's your chief?
What right have you to terrorise
women from good families?
- Aren't you ashamed?
- Ashamed?
Shame is for good folks,
not for bandits and robbers.
As for me, my grandfather was a bandit,
my father was a bandit! But I wasn't.
- And your husband went and
made me one! - My husband...?
- Who are you?
- Jagga. And I was innocent.
But without a shard of evidence,
your husband framed me...
just because my father,
my grandfather were bandits.
He framed me for r*pe
and he sent me to jail.
So I've decided to prove
your husband right.
Coward!
See what's wrong with her.
Has she come to her senses?
No, she's still in a swoon.
Let her go, Chief. She's pregnant.
She's going to become a mother.
Touch her, and you go to hell.
Pregnant? With a baby?
Her husband said that children born
of good folks turn out good.
And children born of bandits...
turn out to be bandits. Always.
Now let's see what the
lawyer's son turns out to be.
Send her back once she recovers.
Good are those born of good folks!
And of bandits are bandits born.
- You should make me a gift.
- What's the occasion?
Not any occasion.
The lady is back.
What did you say? The lady?
Why is it dark in here?
Lights! Tonight we celebrate!
It is you who lights up my life.
Now that you're back, even
the lights seem so bright!
Give me the wick.
But Leela, how did you escape?
I hope you weren't in danger?
Your love was with me. How could
anyone even look up at me?
You are tired. Change.
I'll bring you your dressing grown.
These last four days.
The last four days were
like a lifetime.
I took the police and I
looked everywhere for you.
All the while, I feared...
I feared you were
in grave danger!
But how did you escape?
And who was this bandit?
Some Jagga. He said that you
had convicted him.
So he escaped to get even with me!
If he has done anything to you...
- I'll see to it that he hangs!
- At heart, he's a devil.
But God saved me at the
last moment. Thank God!
Tell me something.
Ask.
Does a bandit's son necessarily
become a bandit?
Yes, it's bound to happen.
But why do you ask?
Just like that.
Let's see what comes first.
Your becoming a magistrate, or...
Why? Is someone expected?
A new guest.
Now I don't have any chances
of becoming a magistrate.
Why? What happened?
Whatever... let's talk
of something else.
How do you like this?
Nice.
Listen...
Are you annoyed with me?
Annoyed? No.
Why should I be annoyed with you?
Have my lunch sent over.
What's the matter?
Where are the servants?
God knows! Maybe they're all dead!
I have to do all the chores.
- Let me help you.
- You'd rather tell her all this.
She's sitting around like a queen!
Not to be cross with Leela.
I told her not to strain herself.
You know the condition she is in.
And in a few days from now...
She's going to bear the fruit
of her sins!
- What are you saying?!
- What everyone else is saying!
For four days, she lived with
a bandit! And Jagga at that!
Don't you remember what
he was convicted for?
Do you enjoy making someone unhappy?
The jaundiced eye sees all yellow.
Do you think you're beyond scrutiny?
Don't you forget...
women have had to stand the test of
chastity. Because society asks for it.
Bhabhi!
(Sister-in-law)
Forgive me Bhabhi,
your pot is broken.
It's only an earthen pot. But remember,
a woman's honour is far more fragile.
Once disgraced, her honour
can never be redeemed.
Just answer my question!
Did you not know that your wife
was seeing her lover on the sly?
The villagers used to say that.
But I didn't heed what they said.
You haven't yet told the court
why your wife deserted you.
You know it!
Women are adulterous!
I know what that means!
Raghu, how can you lose
your cool in court?
I'm afraid your chances of
magistrateship may be clouded.
Chances of a magistrateship?
That's out of question now.
Can a lawyer whose wife is under
suspicion ever become a magistrate?
- The whole town is agog!
- What are you saying?
Aren't you ashamed to talk
like this about your wife?
I'm just saying what
everyone is saying.
Let them say what they want.
You're right. That's what I decided.
Let them say what they want.
But how do I get rid of the suspicion?
It's like a leech sucking on...
...some dark corner of my mind!
- What now...?
Where's everyone?
Send Bhabhi over to me.
Oh, I'm so afraid!
Why isn't someone coming to me?
That's my husband. Please,
send him over to me.
Look Raghu...
I'm telling you again! That baby
isn't going to be born in this house.
If she wants to have her
bastard, let her go elsewhere.
I'm not going to let the honour
of my family be tainted.
I'm going to throw this
wanton woman out!
No! I'm not going anywhere!
No one can take me away from here!
He knows that I'm innocent!
He trusts me, he trusts me!
You're here!
Now I'm afraid of no one!
Have you heard?
They want to throw me out!
They say I'm a wanton woman!
They say, I've no right to be here!
But now you're here.
No one will dare anymore.
Tell them I'm untainted!
Tell them you trust me.
Tell them I'm mothering your child.
Why are you so quiet?
Have you fallen for what they say?
You're the one who told me...
"I don't care for the barking dogs."
If you desert me, who else
in this world can I turn to?
Tell me... tell me
that you trust me!
"Do you think you're above scrutiny?
Don't you forget..."
"women have had to stand
the test of chastity."
Why are you quiet?
Speak... speak!
You can see the state I'm in.
I'm afraid... afraid!
I'm going to become a mother
...the mother of your child.
Have mercy! This is your baby.
This baby is yours!
Get out!
Get out of here!
"A dutiful wife like Sita."
"You gave exile to her."
"Why didn't the earth rip apart?"
"Why didn't the sky rip apart?"
"Women have to endure injustice."
"Women have to endure injustice."
"The dear one of Lord Ram."
"Women have to endure injustice."
"Women have to endure injustice."
"Women have to endure injustice."
"Women have to endure injustice."
"Look, the King of the palace."
"What a game is he playing!"
"What a game is he playing!"
"Look, the King of the palace."
"What a game is he playing!"
"What a game is he playing!"
"From the shell, a pearl,
and in the muck."
"The beautiful
lotus is blossoming."
"The beautiful
lotus is blossoming."
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
"Congratulations, Lawyer!
A son has born to you."
Son of a decent family!
Born in a filthy gutter!
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
"Lord, Your ways are strange."
Do you not know what your wife
and your son went through...
after you shut your
doors on them? - No.
Nor did you try to find out.
But I can tell you.
To get out of your way,
your wife left Lucknow.
And your innocent son
grew up in a Bombay slum.
One day...
Police! Scram!
Hey Nathu...
Hello, Constable.
What are you up there like a monkey?
Why don't you go to school?
At school, the
master asks for fees.
My father hasn't the money
to send me to school.
Look at Leela's son, Raj.
He lives in this slum too.
His mother is worse off. Yet she
sends her boy to such a big school.
What did you say? He isn't a boy.
He's a sissy!
- Ma, why do you put oil in my hair?
- Oil keeps the hair soft.
But why do boys in the
neighbourhood call me sissy?
So what? How do they
compare with you?
You're a good boy
who goes to school.
You'll grow up to become
an educated man.
And those wayward boys
will go to jail.
Ma, what's wayward?
The ones who just tramp around.
Those who think that whatever
belongs to others, belongs to them.
Those who gamble and drink
instead of going to school.
And they have fun!
Ma, when I grow up,
I'll become wayward too.
Nonsense! You'll become a lawyer.
Then a magistrate.
And then, a judge.
You're sitting here? Everyone's
out there buying chocolates.
I don't have money.
Why, doesn't your mother
give you money?
Daddy gives me a
whole Rupee every day!
You're rich. And I'm poor.
Eat this.
No, ma says never ask
for anything to eat.
If she told you not to ask,
go ahead and snatch it.
Wild!
Wild? - No, no, no.
You're coming to my place
this evening, aren't you?
- Why, what's happening?
- My birthday party!
You must come!
It's going to be fun!
You know, Daddy has
ordered such a huge cake!
Let's go and eat ice cream.
Raj, aren't you
giving me a gift?
I didn't have money to buy anything.
I'll give you some other time.
Must you only buy
something to make a gift?
You can give me a flower.
Really?
Here you are.
Someday, I'm going to
make lots of money.
And I'll buy a gift for you.
Something better than all this.
Do that.
But can anything be
better than this flower?
Come on Raj, meet my father.
You always say this.
Ritu, say hello to the Judge.
Hello, Judge.
Bless you.
You've grown up in these four years.
You must've forgotten me.
Happy birthday.
I've just arrived from Lucknow.
I owe you a present.
As of now, I can
give you a flower.
Here you are.
Let me put it on your hair.
Someone has already put
a flower over there.
Raj has given me this flower.
Daddy, this is Raj.
He's in my class.
- I see.
- Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
God bless you, son.
Raj says that he will become
a judge when he grows up.
Very good!
Your father must
be a real gentleman.
What does your father do?
I don't have my father.
I have only my mother.
- Has he passed away?
- No! Don't say that!
My mother says he is alive.
But...
He doesn't live with you ...
and you haven't seen him either?
- Your father is a strange man.
- Not a word about my father.
Else... else...
How can you let your daughter
play with boys like him?
Go to play, Ritu.
Why, what's wrong with the boy?
I like him.
He doesn't even know his father's
name, and you like him?
- I'd say he's just a wastrel.
- Forget it.
Must you hang on to
those rotten old ideas?
What was the Bandit's name?
Yes, Jagga.
I remember you saying
the same at his trial.
That a bandit's son
always becomes a bandit.
I still stand by that principle.
Principles, principles and principles!
It's because of these blind dogmas...
...that you lost someone
as precious as Leela.
And because of your principles,
you never married again.
The dry parched desert that
your life is, is your own doing.
So much so that you would
rather destroy a friendship...
...between two innocent children?
Why, what has the poor child done...
...to bring you to harm?
Not this boy. But it was...
someone like him who destroyed my life
...and brought me to disgrace.
Maybe today, he too says
what this boy just said...
"I'm only my mother's son
...I have no father."
In every urchin I see him...
...the one whom my wife bore,
the one who isn't mine.
My wife's, yet not mine.
Rita looks good in
that photo, doesn't she?
But Ma, why do you work so hard?
This is why you fall ill.
I'm not going to let you work
anymore, you understand?
You mad boy! If I don't work,
how are we going to eat?
I'm a man. I'm the one
who is going to work.
From tomorrow,
no going to school!
You won't go to school?
Won't you?
How will you become a gentleman,
unless you educate yourself?
- You want to be a vagabond.
- Mother!
Without schooling, how can you become
a lawyer, a magistrate, a judge?
If you say so, I'll go to school
...and I'll work too.
But I won't become a judge.
At Rita's I met a judge.
I didn't like him.
"Are you out for a good time?"
"Hey Mister, Hey Babu,
Hey Mr White, Mr Black."
"Out on the streets
we're waiting for you."
"We, the merry boot-polish boys."
Good morning, teacher.
Sorry, I'm late.
I work, you know. I work.
What's all this?
Brush, wax... I give
you a good polish.
Your name has been
struck from the rolls.
- What? - You can't
study here anymore.
But I've brought the fees too! If you
say so, I'll stop polishing boots.
So I can't study here
any longer, can I?
No.
For a minute, can I talk to Rita?
I have a gift for her.
Rita's father has transferred her
out of this school. They have moved.
Why did you kick my ball?
Forgive me, I stepped on it
by mistake.
- How dare a boot-polish-boy?
- Hit him!
You're just a boot-polish boy.
You dare take me on?
Hit him!
His coat... strip him!
Hit him!
My Ma is ill.
Let me go to my Ma.
You can hit me some other time.
My Ma is ill. Let me go to my Ma.
- Your Ma is ill?
- Yes.
His Ma is ill!
Run! Uncle Jagga is here! Run!
Get up. Come with me.
Where to?
Wherever I go. From now on,
you go wherever I go.
That's what your father wanted.
- You know my father?
- Yes.
I knew him.
Whatever I am today,
is all thanks to him.
I owe your Dad an old debt.
Then you'll surely help me
find a job somewhere?
- Job? What job?
- Whatever! I'll do anything!
My Ma is sick! We haven't
anything to eat! Give me any job!
I'll clean the dishes, sweep floors,
carry luggage... I'll do anything!
Just give me a job!
Give me a job!
You fool! Only fools work.
You're a smart boy.
And you talk of working?
Unless I work, how will I eat?
How will I feed my mother?
Steal.
Steal?
Stealing... no!
Yes, yes, yes!
Steal! Steal! Steal!
Pick pockets, locks, rob, k*ll.
You took so long, son.
You've been hungry all day.
Go on, eat food.
- Food? Have you cooked?
- Yes, why not?
It's over there, under the plate.
The bread is warm.
I even cooked potatoes.
Take some. It's on the shelf.
Have you found it?
Yes Ma, I found it.
The bread, and potatoes too.
The potatoes are delicious.
Eat it then. Give me a bread too.
I'm very hungry.
Very hungry.
Bread...?
Yes, Ma. I'll get it right now.
Right now.
"Yes, yes, yes!
Steal! Steal! Steal!"
"Pick pockets, locks, rob, k*ll."
You thief!
- Stealing bread?
- Excuse me, my Ma is hungry.
She hasn't had anything
to eat in three days.
Son of a g*n!
Off you go to the cops!
What's your name?
I asked you what's your name.
Father's name?
Ma has never told me
my father's name.
Where does your mother live?
I asked you where your mother lives.
I won't tell you. I won't.
If you don't, who pays for your bail?
You'll go to jail. You know that?
- Where are you running?
- Don't send me to jail!
My Ma is hungry.
Don't send me to jail!
Afraid, son? Don't be.
This is just your first step.
The road ahead is very long.
Hey, are you mad?
Why are you laughing
at your bread?
This bread...
...you know this bread?
She makes you dance.
- What do you mean?
- She made me dance!
Outside the jail twelve
years ago, had I found her...
...would I be here time
and again, for her sake?
You've had enough for free.
Come on, the jailer is calling you.
Your time's up.
Find yourself some other hotel.
- Time up?
- Yes.
I don't think I like the
food here anyway. From now on...
it's Hotel Taj Mahal for me.
If you want to eat at the
Taj Mahal Hotel, stop thieving.
Stop picking pockets.
- And do some honest work.
- Sure. I'm going on a pilgrimage.
"I am a vagabond. I am a vagabond."
"In troubled times, I
am the star in the sky."
"I am a vagabond. I am a vagabond."
"In troubled times, I
am the star in the sky."
"I am a vagabond."
"I don't have a house or a family."
"Nobody loves me. Nobody loves me."
"There is no promise of
meeting someone from across."
"Nobody loves me. Nobody loves me."
"I'm the beloved of
isolated and alien places."
"I am a vagabond. I am a vagabond."
"In troubled times, I
am the star in the sky."
"I am a vagabond."
"I'm not flourishing,
I am not ruined."
"Still I sing happy songs."
"Still I sing happy songs."
"My heart is filled with wounds."
"But still these lively eyes smile."
"World.."
"World, I am troubled by
your sorrows or misfortunes."
"I am a vagabond. I am a vagabond."
"In troubled times, I
am the star in the sky."
"I am a vagabond. I am a vagabond."
"I am a vagabond."
Raj! You had me scared.
Come on, give me a hug.
- Hey, are you talking English?
- This time in jail...
I came across one of the politicos.
I thought I'd make the most of it.
And got to talk some English.
I could use it.
Tell me, what news of Ma?
You told her, didn't you?
Yes, a long time ago. She thinks
you're away on a long business trip...
with your boss. When you go home,
you must go home in style.
- I have it all fixed.
- First, tell me...
have you been sending money to Ma?
- Of course! On the 1st of every month!
Say, you'd need some money,
wouldn't you? Keep this.
Looking for this thing?
I guessed it was for me.
So why not take it for myself?
Want a ten or a twenty? No...?
Bravo, my boy! You'll make
your guru proud someday.
And someday, I'll ask your father what
the gentleman's son grows up to be.
Mother!
Raj, I've been dying to see you!
This time, it has been a whole year!
Where has this boss of yours
been taking you to?
This time, I've been
to London and more.
London?
On my way back, I even stopped
at Arthur Road.
- My boss is into import and export.
- What's that?
You don't know import-export?
You're so naive.
Your son is about to become a big
businessman, and you don't know...
what import-export is?
Listen to this, Ma.
Import-export means moving the
money between here and there.
But mostly, it comes in this way.
How would I know? You've
even started talking English.
Sit, I'll get tea for you.
What are you looking at?
I'm a thief.
A lying thief.
I've sinned.
Why did you turn
that photo over?
Whenever I look at it, she
seems to be staring at me.
She brings back childhood memories.
Why don't you admit that?
Where could she be now?
Why don't you try to locate her?
Childhood days, and childhood friends
...do they ever come back, Ma?
- I'm going out.
- But your tea?
Forget it.
I've got to see a friend.
My son he is! Silly boy!
"1, 2, 3. Come, the
weather is lovely."
"Come. 1, 2, 3.
Come, the weather is lovely."
"Meeting covertly at night is
considered as sin by others."
"Sin."
"1, 2, 3. Come, the
weather is lovely."
"Come. 1, 2, 3.
Come, the weather is lovely."
"This is salacious youth."
"This is salacious youth."
"It is crazy for you."
"1, 2, 3. Come, the
weather is lovely."
"Come. 1, 2, 3.
Come, the weather is lovely."
"Why do you reject me?"
"Why do you reject me?"
"Why don't you look in my eyes?"
"Rob, the world is yours."
"Rob, the world is yours."
"Why are you afraid of love?"
"1, 2, 3. Come, the
weather is lovely."
"Come. 1, 2, 3.
Come, the weather is lovely."
- How much did you make today?
- Ten thousand five hundred.
Why only fifty-fifty?
You can have many times more.
- How?
- Tomorrow morning...
a bank is being inaugurated.
Say, how's the opportunity?
A sleight of hand, and there's
a hundred thousand or so going.
- All you need is a car.
- Car?
- A good car. - For me,
that's a sleight of hand.
Eleven tomorrow.
- I'll tell you where.
Good! Someday, you'll surely
make me proud.
It's late.
You have to make it by eleven.
First class car!
Car? Where?
Out there.
- Who's driving it?
- No idea.
A girl just got down
and walked into that shop.
- Keys?
- With her, maybe.
That one?
Can't you see?
Found it?
- No keys here.
- Then?
- Return the bag.
- What for?
It will make things easier.
We'll make it work.
How will you return it?
- What happened?
- I've been robbed!
- Who did it?
- I didn't notice.
He was with you!
- I had it a moment ago.
- You didn't notice who robbed you?
Had I noticed, I
would've caught him!
You...
- Yes you!
- Who me?
Look, there goes the thief!
Stop! Thief!
He jumped over the wall!
Wait here.
Come on, help me.
There you are! Hiding!
Aren't you ashamed? Give it to me.
Else, I'll b*at you to pulp.
I'm going to k*ll you! Give me!
Where are you running away?
You dare stare at me like that?
Hey... Kn*fe!
Are you running away? Coward!
Coward!
Scoundrel!
He ran away.
Anyway, here's your purse.
Keep it.
You've been through so much
trouble for my sake.
No trouble. I've taken more.
I should apologise. You risked
your life to get my purse back.
And I suspected you.
Not your fault.
It's just my looks.
Sometimes even the police
are mistaken.
Bye.
- How was the show?
- No use.
We'll find a car. Why worry?
Get over to the place.
I'll join you after a change
of clothes.
Hey Romeo! You tear your clothes
no sooner than you see a girl!
Get lost.
Get going.
Stop! Thief!
Where are you going?
Inside.
- Inside? What do you want?
- Strange question.
Your boss is the one who called me.
And you ask me what I want?
The boss, or the lady?
Who called you?
Yes, the lady.
So you're the one
who fixes the piano?
Yes! The piano fixer!
- Is the piano in there?
- Are pianos kept outside?
No! Inside. Come on in,
else I'll get into trouble.
Looks like a billionaire's palace!
Hello, darling.
- What did you say?
The mantle!
What a lovely mantle!
What a grand mansion!
What kind of a joke is this?
Here's the piano.
This piano is in bad shape.
Badly damaged.
Rotten! It'll take me time to fix it.
Go on, get back to work.
I'll fix it.
Who's playing my piano?
- You...?
- You...!
I'm mistaken, once again.
I thought it must be a thief.
- That's what I am.
- What?
I mean, who else but a thief
would come in uninvited?
No, it's good of you
to have come.
You did me a favour.
I should've called you over.
But I didn't know your address.
How did you find out my address?
What? - How did you
find out my address?
No, don't ask me that.
It's a secret.
Let's say, it's luck that
has led me to your doorstep.
Please be seated.
No, thanks.
Matches.
- Madam, he's the piano-fixer...
- Piano fixer?
Your servant thinks I'm
here to fix the piano.
But you said...
Never mind, take the call. Go on.
Strange fellow. He took you
for a piano mechanic.
Not his fault.
It's just my looks.
Inspector sahib,
no thief came in here.
Please wait here.
What brings the police here?
Excuse me, I'll be back.
A car thief has sneaked into one
of the houses in this neighbourhood.
- Have you seen anyone?
- No, no one came in here.
She's wrong about
no one coming in here.
I happen to be a visitor.
Would you be looking for me?
No... how could this be?
Okay. Forgive me.
Come.
Grand house.
Yes. It belongs to the Judge.
- Judge...?
- Yes, he's my guardian.
Like the guard on the train
...signalling red and green?
No. After my father passed
away, I have been his ward.
For the sake of my education, he
left Lucknow and he came to Bombay.
I am much obliged to him.
Do judges sport such grand houses?
He must be making a pile on the side.
What a thing to say!
The judge is very principled.
He never spares criminals.
I hope God spares him!
Not to worry. If you're ever arraigned
in his court, let me defend your case.
- You... lawyer?
- Yes.
I took you for a schoolgirl.
That was a nice one. A couple
of months, and I'll be an advocate.
Would you like to see my degree?
A judge lives here. And a lawyer too.
Leaves only one to make a full court!
- Yours truly. And here I am.
- And what are you up to?
Thievery.
Stealing, picking pockets, locks,
ladies' purses, like yours...
that's what I'm up to.
- You're joking again. Be seated.
- You don't think I'm a thief?
- No, I think you're a gentleman.
This is the new world order!
The thieves, the hoodwinkers, they
all dress in first class suits...
...like I'm wearing, and we
take them for gentlemen...
But those who work hard for an
honest living and dress shabbily...
...are labelled tramps and wastrels.
The capitalists, the blackmarketeers...
the profiteers, the usurers...
who are they? Thieves, like I am!
You sound like a stock
broker or a banker.
You might say that give and take
of money is what I'm concerned with.
As far as banks are concerned,
I visit banks regularly.
Be seated.
Tell me your name.
- Tell me, whose photo is this?
- Mine.
You...?
Yes, when I was young.
It's a birthday photo.
Your name?
Rita. Why?
Ms Rita, would you like
to come to my house?
I'd like to show you
something unique.
My mother would be very
pleased to meet you. Come.
You...?
After twelve years.
You've changed!
You haven't changed at all.
Where have you been, Raj?
Looking for you.
- And at last, I've found you.
- And when I saw you...
I took you for a thief.
Not your fault.
It's in my looks.
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
"The heart had spoken to a heart."
"The heart had spoken to a heart."
"The old times have come back."
"The old times have come back."
"He brought the happiness
with him, my heart flutters."
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
"From the eyes, he
dwelled in my heart."
"From the eyes, he
dwelled in my heart."
"I smile and scatter the stars."
"I smile and scatter the stars."
"Feelings dance and
sing, my heart flutters."
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
"The days belong to us
and love is young."
"The days belong to us
and love is young."
"My world is
flourishing due to him."
"My world is
flourishing due to him."
"The thief returned to my
heart, my heart flutters."
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
"Since my beloved came
home, my heart flutters."
The Judge is here.
So here you are. And you're late.
The doctor has told you to come
home and rest for at least an hour.
But you won't listen.
You look so tired.
Just sit here. I'll get
you your dressing gown.
Tell me, where have
you been all this time?
I had a lecture in the law college.
I went there directly from the court.
All that jabbering
is giving me a headache.
That's bound to happen. The doctor
told you to eat before eight.
It's nine thirty now.
Listen to that! Even the clock
is angry with you.
Come on.
Tell me about yourself. What have
you been up to all evening?
You look as if you've found
a treasure.
You could say that. A long-lost
friend is no less than a treasure.
You'll be glad when you meet Raj.
You're certain to like him!
Who is this Mr Raj? Where does he live?
What does he do? What's his family name?
He's a childhood friend.
We were in school together.
I'm seeing him after
twelve years!
After twelve years?
After so many years,
most people change.
Raj has changed too. At school,
he used to be very quiet.
Now he has great sense of humour.
When I asked him what he's up to...
he said he's a thief.
Maybe that wasn't a joke?
I don't follow you.
Never mind.
You know what young men
are like, these days.
Who knows, they might steal
something valuable.
The water is deep.
You might drown.
Not without you.
Is that so?
Try that.
Is that so?
Hey lady, haven't you
finished dressing yet?
Where are you headed?
Gentlemen don't barge in...
when ladies are changing dresses.
Don't you know that?
How would I know?
I'm no gentleman.
- Savage.
I'm not about to give
in to your type.
Where are you running away?
Let go of my hand. What kind
of a stupid joke is this?
You savage!
- Am I...?
- Yes!
- You're a savage!
- Savage?
I'm a penniless,
uneducated tramp!
I don't fit into high society!
How dare I maul your fragile
body with my beastly hands.
I told Ma that childhood friends,
like childhood days are gone...
...never to return.
Good of you to have
told me my class.
it was a joke. Don't get angry.
You want to hit me? Go ahead.
Whom will I hit?
You...?
Or myself...?
Are you happy?
Where are you lost?
Up there.
Come back.
Where to?
Beside me.
Why?
No reason.
Aren't you ashamed?
What are you looking at?
The Moon?
No.
Clouds.
What's your problem?
You don't see the Moon...
and you see the dark clouds?
Won't you tell me?
Who else can I tell?
We're seeing each other
after twelve years.
- A lot changes in twelve years.
- The Judge said that too!
But I don't agree. Look at us.
We're still friends.
The Judge is right.
You know nothing about me.
Who I am...
my circumstances...
my family background...
what I have been doing...
what I am doing.
You know nothing about me.
- Nor do I want to know.
All I know is that you are
the one I...
Rita, you are so nice.
But so naive.
And you're such a fool.
A savage.
I'm not talking to you.
Look.
The clouds?
They are moving
away from my Moon.
You know, today's my birthday.
Which? Tenth? Eleventh?
You don't ask a lady that.
All right, I'll
whisper it to you.
Twenty one.
No! It's looking at us.
- What?
- That!
"Turn your face
away for a moment."
"Turn your face away
for a moment, O moon."
"I will love him."
"I will talk to him about
thousand things."
"Turn your face away
for a moment, O moon."
"I will love him."
"I will talk to him
about thousand things."
"The heart worships love."
"The heart worships love."
"And even I am with him."
"The stars look at
the moon everyday..
...but this is my first night."
"My first night."
"Go and hide in
the clouds, O moon."
"I will love him."
"I will talk to him
about thousand things."
"Turn your face
here for a moment."
"Turn your face here
for a moment, O moon."
"I will love her."
"I will lock eyes with her."
"I am a thief, my
work is to steal."
"I am a thief, my
work is to steal."
"I have a bad name in the world."
"I have been stealing
hearts, this is my work."
"This is my work."
"You come as a witness, O moon."
"I will love her."
"I will lock eyes with her."
"Don't get lost after
stealing my heart."
"Don't get lost after
stealing my heart."
"Don't forget the path."
"Under these feet don't
crush, the flower of my heart."
"The flower of my heart."
"Explain this to him, O moon."
"I will love him."
"I will talk to him
about thousand things."
"Turn your face here
for a moment, O moon."
"I will love her."
"I will lock eyes with her."
"Turn your face
away for a moment."
One step more, and the boat
will turn over and sink.
Say what...?
Let the boat sink.
- I don't want it.
- But the doctor says...
I should eat by eight.
Tonight, it's my turn to
be admonished by the clock.
You are angry with
me, aren't you?
Today I was...
- With Raj?
- Raj is no stranger.
He's a childhood friend.
I made a promise
to your dying father.
To take care of you
as long as I live.
You must make a promise.
If someone likes you,
if you like someone...
...you will not give your
consent without telling me.
I know, I am much obliged to you.
But it doesn't mean that
you can, time and again...
Boss...?
Recognise me?
Thank you very much!
You haven't much time nowadays.
Well son, are you
falling in love?
Or, have you given up your profession
for fear of going to jail?
You don't know the size of
the scam I've planned for you.
She's an heiress.
Just wait for a few days.
- I'm angling for a
diamond necklace. - Bravo!
I knew it! You aren't the
type to waste your time.
But remember!
If you try to cheat Jagga...
'Nor do I want to know. All I
know is that you are the one I...'
'Really?'
'Remember! If you try
to cheat Jagga...'
"Without you this
moonlight is like fire."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"Without you this
moonlight is like fire."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"The flute is not
melodious without you."
"This life of mine
is a melody of pain."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"Do come."
"This is not life,
this is not life."
"This is not life."
"I am burning alive
in this fire of life."
"The arrows of fire
run through me."
"I don't want this hell."
"I want the flower,
the love, the friend."
"I want the spring."
"I want the spring."
"I want the spring."
"I want the spring."
"Om Namah Shivay."
"Om Namah Shivay."
"Om.."
"My foreigner has returned home."
"The thirst in my
eyes is quenched."
"You are the pearl of my heart."
"You are the light of my eyes."
"You are the remembrance
of my childhood."
"My foreigner has returned home."
"Now don't go away
breaking my heart."
"Don't leave me crying."
"You are under the
oath of my tears."
"My foreigner has returned home."
Ma!
Help me, Ma!
Ma, I want to be good!
I promise, I won't have anything
to do with Jagga and those others!
I'd rather starve than steal.
I will be good.
People will say I'm honest!
Let's go back to our slum.
I'll work hard for a living.
I won't steal! Ma, I won't steal!
I want nothing but peace of mind,
and my mother's blessings.
I won't steal, Ma.
I'll become honest.
- Yes, sir? - You're fired.
We won't need you.
What? - Go away, get out!
We don't employ thieves.
As you wish.
May I ask something, sir? You say
you don't want to employ thieves?
Would you rather that they keep
thieving all their lives?
Fired?
Come on, the boss is calling you.
Raj, what reply do I carry back
to the boss?
This.
He will either steal
or he will starve.
And how long will he not steal?
He has no way out of crime.
Let me see how far he goes.
Where are you going?
- To see Rita. - You can't go in.
The Judge's orders.
The Judge's orders?
Then go and tell her that Raj
is waiting out here to see her.
- I have much to tell her.
- She can't see anyone. Get going.
Get going...? Where to?
Come friend.
Let me talk to you.
Strange coincidence, isn't it?
You're a tramp, I'm a tramp too.
You have no name,
I have no name either.
You are homeless,
I have no home either.
Like me, you too crave for love.
Difference being only that you
are an animal, and I'm human.
Human.
I have nothing to give you.
I can only give love.
Why don't you watch your step?
Are you blind?
Mind your tongue.
Bloody savage.
Savage... am I a savage?
Am I a mongrel on the streets?
To be kicked at will or whim?
Piano-fixer?
Your servant thinks
I'm here to fix the piano.
"Please come now, my
desires are squirming."
"Please come now, my
desires are squirming."
"Now the night is about to pass."
"Now the night is about to pass."
"I lie crying here,
you are silent there."
"Now the night is about to pass."
"The brightness of
the moon is fading."
"Even the hearts of stars
are vanishing. Vanishing."
"The fervent ambiance is painful."
"Now the night is about to pass."
"Now the night is about to pass."
"In the palanquin of the moon."
"In the palanquin of the moon."
"Where is the bride of night
going to? Where is she going?"
"Call out to me...
where are you?"
"Now the night is about to pass."
"I fear and l lose hope."
"I fear and l lose hope."
"Even the fate is about to sleep."
"You do not arrive,
where will I go?"
"Now the night is about to pass."
The invitations have been printed.
The day after tomorrow
is your birthday, isn't it?
Send them to the friends
you want to invite.
All my friends?
Yes, all friends. All, who are
worthy of being your friends.
Your birthday.
"Raj, aren't you giving me a gift?"
"I didn't have money to buy anything.
I'll give you some other time."
"Must you only buy something
to make a gift?"
"You can give me a flower."
"Someday, I'm going to
make lots of money."
"And I'll buy a gift for you.
Something better than all this."
Back? I knew someday,
you'd surely come back.
For you, this is
the only door open.
I need a thousand. A loan.
I'll return it after I've earned it.
Loan? What do you think
I am, a money-lender?
Today is Rita's birthday.
Look, she has invited me.
- She takes me for a gentleman.
- So you must dress like a gentleman.
And to prove yourself, you must
also make a gift to the lady.
So gentlemanliness is for sale,
and you intend buying some?
But to become a gentleman, you need
money. One thousand Rupees.
For that thousand, you have to steal,
rob, or maybe even k*ll someone for me.
- Do you accept?
- No.
No! I won't rob!
I won't commit crimes!
What other way out have you?
Once a criminal, you can never
become a gentleman again!
No matter how many times
you change your clothes.
Crime is written all over your face!
You even tried working.
Not for you, the bread
in the sweat of thy face.
For you, the only resort
is thieving, crime.
Same as mine!
All thanks to your father.
Watch your step, son.
I try. But what to do?
Out on the streets...
there are those big g*ns like you.
- Sharp, are you?
Have you seen Rita?
I will show you.
"He is a jolly good fellow."
"And so say all of us."
"Hip Hip Hip Hip Hurray."
"He is a jolly good fellow."
"And so say all of us."
"Hip Hip Hip Hip Hurray."
"He is a jolly good fellow."
"And so say all of us."
"Hip Hip Hip Hip Hurray."
"He is a jolly good fellow."
"And so say all of us."
"Hip Hip Hip Hip Hurray."
"He is a jolly good fellow."
"And so say all of us."
"Hip Hip Hip Hip Hurray."
"He is a jolly good fellow."
- Tell me something.
- What?
Who are you looking for?
Want me to tell you?
Look, over there.
So you came.
Happy twenty-first.
- Your gift.
- Why did you have to do this?
Why did you have to buy
such an expensive necklace?
For you, nothing is too expensive.
Besides, I stole it.
- You stole it?
- I stole it from the stars.
- You're such a...
- A savage?
What else? You are a savage.
You buy this expensive gift...
but you won't spend
for a velvet case.
Case?
Rita, the Judge is calling you.
Hurry up.
What's on your mind?
Let me introduce you to the Judge.
Come on.
Rita, I've been waiting for you.
First, my present.
See if you like it.
Why, don't you like it?
Today's a strange day. Someone
gives me a necklace sans a case.
And someone give me a case
sans the necklace.
"I loved a betrayer, I
locked eyes with him."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
"I loved a betrayer, I
locked eyes with him."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
"A man with an innocent
face, turned out to be a thief."
"He hides the darkness
inside, but his face is bright."
"A man with an innocent
face, turned out to be a thief."
"He hides the darkness
inside, but his face is bright."
"I gave my heart,
I made myself fervent."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
"I loved a betrayer, I
locked eyes with him."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
"I was betrayed,
by his cobalt blue eyes."
"The cobalt blue eyes."
"I was betrayed,
by his cobalt blue eyes."
"The cobalt blue eyes."
"The heart is lonely,
the eyes are wet."
"The eyes are wet."
"I trusted him.
I proposed my love to him."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
"I loved a betrayer, I
locked eyes with him."
"O God, what did I do,
what did I do?"
What have I done?
I've fallen in love with a thief!
And Raju, you...?
Is it some gift you don't like?
I'm going to return his gift.
Bring him over.
I'd like to meet him.
Raj isn't a bad boy.
He has just gone astray.
All he needs is someone to love him,
to support him, to bring him around.
He respects you. If you
want it, Raj can be saved.
- Is Raj not at home? - No.
He went out early in the morning.
He isn't back yet.
"By falling in love
with you, beloved."
"By falling in love
with you, beloved."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I happily endure
the perils of love."
"I happily endure
the perils of love."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"What do you know the
love of the heart!"
"A pain aroused, and my
eyes brimmed with tears."
"What do you know the
love of the heart!"
"A pain aroused, and my
eyes brimmed with tears."
"My eyes brimmed with tears."
"But I remained silent."
"But I remained silent, I
swear on this sadness."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"When the heart b*rned,
there was a fire."
"When my tears flowed, it rained."
"When the heart b*rned,
there was a fire."
"When my tears flowed, it rained."
"It rained."
"Like a cloud."
"Like a cloud, I was a vagabond."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"By falling in love
with you, beloved."
"By falling in love
with you, beloved."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
"I kept crying, and
I also kept smiling."
There you are.
Haven't you brought
the police along?
That bitterness is of no use.
Your mother has told
me everything.
So you know I'm wayward,
...I've been to jail...
and my name is on the police rolls.
Is that what you've come to tell me?
Try to understand me, Raj.
I still consider you my friend.
Friend?
A lawyer's daughter, a judge's
ward takes a tramp for a friend?
What's your society going to say?
What will your people say?
If you recant, society
will forgive your past.
Raj, you can make a new life
for yourself... you can!
A new life? On what
will I build a new life?
Can you give me back my childhood
...the education I never had?
Everyone says that I have no father
to name... I have no honour!
Can you bring my father back?
Can you give me my name?
Can you give me my honour?
Tell me... tell me Rita!
Why are you quiet?
Rita, I've kept you in the dark.
I've kept myself in the dark.
Forget me Rita.
Leave me to myself.
I am not worthy of you.
You realise fully well,
yet you want to live in this hell.
I never imagined you'd be so weak.
Rita, don't you think I never
tried to get out of this hell.
But tell me, what do I do?
For twelve years, the world
has chased me towards crime.
Alone, I cannot face it.
Alone, I cannot.
You aren't alone, Raj
Your mother is with you.
I'm with you.
- You? With me? With a criminal?
Yes Raj. With you, forever.
Good or not, guilty or not,
whatever you are, you're mine.
This is a matter of the heart. And
the scales of justice cannot judge it.
But this guilt I carry
with me forever...?
For me, as your wife, it will
be the bride's vermillion.
Really?
- Come with me.
- Where?
The Judge wants to meet you.
The Judge...?
Sit.
Name?
Only Raj?
Yes.
Your father's name?
I don't know.
I see.
What do you do?
As of now, unemployed.
Like millions of others.
Any other source of income?
Property?
Nothing.
Do you remember polishing
boots when you were a boy?
I still do.
And you want to marry Rita?
- Yes. If you allow me.
- And you've been to jail too?
- Rita must've told you that...
You've recanted...? Have you found
another source of making money?
No.
- But there's still hope, isn't it?
- If some silly rich girl marries you...
- Did you call me here to insult me?
We are in love.
- We want to marry.
- All that I've heard.
Love!
Sit.
And let's talk it over
with a cool head.
- What do you mean?
- I mean that though I don't know...
...how you managed to seduce a naive girl,
it's clear why you played this trick.
I want to know what price
you'll take to let her go.
Till today, I thought
I was the worst scoundrel on earth.
But you turn out to be
one up on me!
You scum! How dare you use
your filthy colloquy?
You think I'm going to let
Rita marry a tramp like you?
She'd rather stay a spinster for life.
Better by far that she dies!
Why not say that you'd rather
she married some rich big-sh*t?
Or maybe, some judge?
Out of here.
Before I leave, I'd like
to ask you a question.
What if it was your son in my place?
And because he's poor...
...because he was brought up in the
slums and was forced into crime...
...what if it was he who was being
denied his love, his life...?
How would you have felt?
Jagga has called you.
There's a big heist.
A bank is to be looted.
Open the door!
- Open up.
- Who is it?
Open up!
Who are you?
Don't you know me?
I'm Jagga.
- The bandit?
- You could say so.
What do you want here?
Silence!
The police are after me.
Where's Raj?
Get out of my house! I will do
nothing to help someone like you!
I had you once, and I let you go.
Remember the day?
For twelve years, I cared for your son.
I made his life! For this day?
Made my son's life?
You forced him into crime.
Get out of my house. I don't want
your cursed shadow upon my son!
Get out! Get out of my house!
Go on! Call the police!
Let me see who saves you!
Scream!
Will you challenge your boss?
You're no boss. You're Satan!
Let's hear what you
have to say now.
No! No! Mercy!
No! Enough!
What have you done Raj?
For my sins, this is atonement!
The accused may be presented.
What's the name of the accused?
Sir, his name is Raj.
- Father's name? - Not known, sir.
Maybe he has none.
Raj, you have been accused
of k*lling Jagga.
Do you have anything to
say in your defence?
Have you not appointed a
lawyer to defend yourself?
The case is adjourned. The government
will appoint a counsel for the defence.
I know the law. Raj k*lled
in self-defence. That's no crime.
Please save my Raj, somehow.
Your deposition is very important.
The whole case hinges on it.
- Come to the court tomorrow.
- All right.
Husband!
She is unconscious.
Move back! Move! Move!
- Is she dead?
- She has been hurt on the head.
And Raj k*lled Jagga
to save my life.
Please sign here. This deposition
will surely save Raj.
if Raj is saved, I will be
able to die in peace.
I should be leaving now.
- My son!
- What happened to you, Ma?
That heartless judge has k*lled you!
What is his enmity with us?
- You mustn't blame him, son.
- Why not?
He has always been trying
to make us miserable.
No son! He is your father.
My father?
What are you saying, Ma?
What has come over you?
I'm not out of my mind, son.
What I'm saying is the truth.
I could not bring myself
to tell you this until now.
But if not today, once I'm gone
who else could tell you?
This can't be, Ma!
This can never be!
This is a long story.
But I don't have the time.
Keep this. I'm leaving.
He will surely recognise you
when you show him this.
He has never forgiven me.
But he will surely forgive his son.
I won't seek mercy from the one
who tortured my mother all her life...
...the one who made her beg from door
to door. Ma, I won't have his mercy!
If I could see him for once before
I d*ed... But why would he come here.
- Come.
- I'm leaving Ma.
- I'll avenge you, I will.
- No!
- I'll surely avenge you, I will.
- No, son!
The Judge is here to see you.
- Which Judge?
- The one whose car ran you over.
So he has come... before I'm dead.
Alas, I cannot see.
Nurse, give him my greetings.
I am ashamed about the accident.
Please forgive me.
Forgive you...?
You didn't die! You were k*lled!
That heartless judge has k*lled you!
To make sure that he isn't exposed!
Have you decided the
verdict about the case?
Case?
Raj's case.
You are going mad!
What are you doing to yourself?
You are a mature, educated woman.
In a few days, you'll start
going to court as a lawyer.
You might even make a judge.
If you get emotional over every case...
you will never be able to
dispense justice.
This is not a lawsuit.
It's my life!
- Do you not understand as much?
- Irrespective, it won't alter the law.
Nor should you let your emotions
come in the way of justice.
Justice is all I seek.
Raj is completely innocent.
He k*lled Jagga trying to save
his mother.
You can read his mother's
dying declaration.
In this particular case,
Raj might merit pardon.
But his whole life is a long story
of involvement with crime and sin.
I cannot comprehend how you can
sympathise with such a person.
How can you love him?
You have studied the law.
But my heart has
not read the laws.
Heart...
and the laws.
The laws...
and the heart.
What a strange concoction.
But you are right.
The heart heeds no laws.
No laws at all.
Not even mine.
- No!
- Get out, Rita.
- I'm in a murderous rage!
- Have you gone mad?
- So you have escaped?
- Yes.
To settle the score with you.
Then you will be happy to
know that your lawyer...
...had just convinced me
about your innocence.
I was inclined to let you off
tomorrow.
I want no mercy from you.
I don't want your justice,
your law, nothing!
All I want...
Lost your nerve?
You need guts to k*ll someone.
You should be thanking the one
who has just saved your life.
What if I were to use this
very Kn*fe to rip your heart out?
What else can the verdict
of the courts be?
Judge Raghunath was compelled to k*ll
a criminal to save his own life.
- Have you gone out of your mind too?
- I was. For a second.
For the scum that he is, the
hangman's noose will be better.
This is the story of
Raj's life and crimes.
Now you know why and how
he took to crime.
My Lord, the one who is
guilty is his father...
who drove an innocent woman from
his house, and denied his own son.
He is the one who forced them
to go begging from door to door.
And in the company of
criminals, he went astray.
My Lord and members of the Jury...
if Raj is to be punished for his crime,
then his father should be punished too.
My Lord, I would like to say something.
Emotion has got the better
of the counsel for defence.
In her anxiety to save the accused,
the counsel has presented...
an interesting story,
however incongruous it might be...
to try and prove that some
criminal happens to be my son!
But I ask, what evidence
does the counsel have?
No evidence on earth will convince
you that Raj is your son...
...not unless you are willing
to accept him as your son.
If there be proof, it lies deep
in your heart and in Raj's eyes.
Look at him. The same eyes,
the same high brow.
He even speaks like you speak.
He's just as adamant as you are.
Are you still not willing
to accept him as your son?
Ms Rita, the law heeds no emotion.
Nor my Lord, does the
heart heed any law.
I have no more to say.
If the accused has anything to say
in his defence, he may proceed.
Yes. At last, after being branded
a m*rder*r, I hold your attention.
Had I been heard earlier, perhaps
I would never have had to stand here.
Ms Rita has tried her best
to save me from being hanged.
And not only in this particular case;
In my personal life too.
In my defence, I wish to
say nothing. I am evil.
I've been a vagabond ever
since I was a child.
I'm a m*rder*r, a criminal.
You may punish me as you please.
But sin, crime, hatred and v*olence...
...this vicious circle that holds
your society in a vice-grip...
...do you think it can be broken
by hanging me?
I don't want to tell you
the story of my life.
But all I want to say is, I did not
inherit crime from my parents.
From that gutter full of filth
that flows beside my shanty...
...I picked up crime. That gutter
is still flowing over.
And the virus still breeds.
And countless children
who live in those slums...
...are falling prey to
the virus every day.
Do not think of me. Those children
are the ones you must care for.
You must care for your children.
Lest come the day when...
...yours...
...and yours...
...and yours...
...and your son too stands
in these docks to reiterate...
...that it's an honest father's
blood that flows in my veins.
Time was when I was an innocent
boy, just like your sons.
Like all mothers, my mother too
wove a golden dream for me.
She would say, "My son will
grow up to become a lawyer".
"Then he will become a magistrate.
And then, a judge... like his father."
I know the verdict that this
court is about to give.
And I'm willing to suffer any sentence.
For my sins, this is atonement.
But I await the decision
from yet another quarter.
I want to know Judge Raghunath,
what says your heart?
What says your heart?
Has the Judge come
to see his convict?
A father...
...who is guilty.
Guilty? You?
Yes.
Tomorrow, the law might
pronounce you guilty.
But in the eyes of God,
I am the one who is guilty.
Are you weeping?
Yes, for the father who found
his son, and yet he has lost him.
For the husband who forced
his wife to become a widow.
For society, where poverty
breeds crime.
For the son who is orphaned
though his father is alive.
For the child who goes through
life looking for someone...
...who will call him "Son".
Son.
Raj, son of Judge Raghunath,
you have been proved guilty...
...of trying to assassinate
your father, Judge Raghunath.
But in the light of the strange and
unfortunate circumstances your life...
...which your counsel Ms
Rita has presented...
...you are sentenced to only three
years of rigorous imprisonment.
Crying?
You silly girl.
Silly, lawyers never cry.
At this rate, how are you
going to practice?
What use is the practice, Raj?
I wasn't able to save you.
No Rita, this penance
is very important for me.
Only after I've been through this,
will I be worthy of you.
With you beside me,
I can go through anything.
I will become an honest man.
Everyone will say I'm a good man.
I will read, I will write.
And just like Ma used to say,
first I'll become a lawyer...
...then a magistrate.
And then, a judge.
Last night I saw a judge.
And I liked him.
I'll become a judge.
You won't call me a
savage anymore, will you?
I will. You savage!
Time up.
Come on.
Keep this.
It's your gift.
Don't worry. I didn't steal it.
I just smuggled it in.
Not your fault, Rita.
It's just the way I look.
Three years isn't too long, Raj.
I'll wait for you.
- I'll wait for you!
- Don't cry.
Number 308... move it.
I should be leaving.
"I'm not flourishing,
I am not ruined."
"Still I sing happy songs."
"Still I sing happy songs."
"My heart is filled with wounds."
"But still these
lively eyes smile."
"World.."
"World, I am troubled by
your sorrows or misfortunes."
"I am a vagabond."
Awaara (1951)
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