Two friends, Madan and Rakesh, were singing happily in the car.
The road was deserted.
Empty!
Suddenly, the car tire blows out
and the car flips over.
Madan somehow manages to exit the overturned car.
Madan runs to help Rakesh.
"It's me, Rakesh!
"I'll save you, my friend!
-"It's me!" -Binod!
Tears keep on rolling down Madan's cheeks.
"Is somebody there? Somebody save my friend!"
Madan screams at the top of his lungs.
But there's no one on that deserted road.
Neither a man
nor a vehicle.
The flames are now erupting from the car and it explodes.
Madan runs away from the car.
Rakesh screams and the clocktower bell chimes.
It seems to be calling to Madan,
"Don't desert your friend.
"Save him!"
But Madan is helpless against the fire.
He is.
The memory of losing his friend is still fresh in Madan's mind.
His screams are echoing in Madan Kumar's brain.
The asylum guards take Madan through the prison-like corridors.
Madan is laughing like a mad man.
His laughter echoes throughout.
Madan's mother stands in a corner wiping her tears.
"Pushpa, I will meet you across the rainbow bridge one day. "
"I will be there soon, Pushpa. "
Madan calls out to his dead beloved at the top of his lungs.
The trolley moves backwards slowly.
The oboe in the background
plays the tune that was played at Madan and Pushpa's wedding.
And with that, big letters appear on screen saying,
It's good.
But...
why put a song before the interval?
Mr. Roy, we were thinking it would be something new, a different look.
Play it after the interval, so the viewers can settle down as it plays.
Mr. Roy, the audience needs to see the song.
That's why it needs to play before the interval.
This is neither mine nor Madan's first movie.
If the movie flops, you will the biggest loser, Asghar.
Mr. Roy, it's my first movie, so I'd appreciate if it's done my way.
Go ahead! Make it as you wish.
Throw away Roy's 250,000 rupees.
I gamble that much money in the stock market every day anyway.
Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Roy.
This story is a super hit.
This isn't a plot from a movie.
This is Jamshed Khan's murder
that is haunting Madan Kumar.
No court will believe this.
Pushpa and her mother's third scene,
Mr. Jogi's comedy scene,
and Madan's parents scene are all weak.
So are the dialogues of female characters. Sort them out before returning.
Sure, Mr. Roy.
Mr. Roy is such a nice producer.
He gives the director free rein even in his first movie.
Mr. Roy himself had free rein. That's why he's a successful producer.
He knows the value of freedom.
I will go and tell Ratna.
Plays the flute
Naren?
Brother.
Wait!
He's really scared of you.
But he doesn't mend his ways.
He's great at singing, but a failure in studies.
He must be troubling you too.
I was rehearsing when he started singing along.
His croaks couldn't have matched your wonderful pitch.
His singing is not that bad.
You look familiar.
Jay Khanna's movie launch.
Oh!
How's the shooting coming along?
All wrapped up nicely?
You don't seem happy about your first movie.
First time directors have a lot of limitations.
I wasn't aware of that.
-What is it? -No, nothing.
I was about to ask your help for a director who is making...
his first movie.
I have a friend. Mr. Asghar.
I was just with him working on his story setting.
He is writing his first script as a director.
But he finds it challenging writing female characters.
So I thought since you are an actor and a woman,
you could help us.
-Me? -Yeah. Why not?
I know nothing about script writing.
You do watch movies?
For pleasure.
That's all we need.
Will you join us tomorrow?
Great! See you then.
We're working outside in this weather today?
Yeah, Mr. Asghar thinks it's fitting for the mood of his movie.
A little mist, some light clouds, and rain will set the perfect scene.
Are all directors crazy?
No, not all are like Jay Khanna.
Ratan, why are you looking so sad today?
What do I tell you, Pushpa?
Nightmares keep tormenting me at night.
They don't let me sleep or stay awake.
Make me a partner in your sadness.
Share with me your sadness, your sorrow...
Excuse me.
Is Pushpa reciting poetry or talking to Ratan?
Pushpa is from Lucknow.
I am also from Lucknow.
Ratan?
Can't you tell me what's bugging you?
What nightmares are bothering you?
If I had been Pushpa, that's all I would have said.
Give me a chance, Ratan.
I don't want to lose you.
I can't watch you torturing yourself like this.
These talks are meaningless now, Pushpa.
This poison is my medicine now. This loneliness is my life.
Oh, Ratan!
How long will you keep on blaming yourself for Ratan's death?
Maybe forever.
He loved you, Pushpa.
And you loved him.
You are talking about days gone by.
I only love you, Ratan!
You are lying, Pushpa!
You are saying all this just to comfort me.
Am I right?
Right, Pushpa?
No, Ratan.
Rakesh was my past.
What if I told you I killed Rakesh so that I could win your love?
What would you say?
I would say...
if that's the truth, then so be it.
You have loved me more than Rakesh ever did.
-I have-- -Not a word more, Pushpa!
You've made poison your medicine, right?
Yes!
'Cause you couldn't forget Rakesh's death?
Yes, I have!
So, if this is the only way to show love,
then I will make this poison my medicine, Ratan!
Pushpa!
What did you do, Pushpa?
I have proven my love for you, my gem, by making your poison mine.
No, Pushpa!
You made Rakesh's death the cause for your sorrow.
Make my death the reason for you to live.
-Pushpa! -Continue living, Ratan.
No, Pushpa!
Be happy always.
Pushpa!
Mr. Director, why don't you say cut?
Yes, cut!
Beautifully written for Pushpa.
And the acting?
You gave me goosebumps.
It's not me, but the cold weather.
Have some brandy.
On the day we could've made money,
you declared it a free show day.
You are the theater owner!
And this is my film.
Big shots are brought to ruins like this.
I'm the richest man in the world today, Raghu.
I'd have no regrets if I fall
after this.
Bille, come on!
Serve...
snacks free to all.
But, Raghu today is the day to--
The partition taught us to earn money.
Brotherhood will teach us to grow money.
All snacks on the house.
They are our own people.
Binod!
It's too windy. Close the window.
Madan Kumar, motherfucker!
Manager?
-Yes. -Jay Khanna.
Hello. I couldn't place you.
The director of the movie.
The one noon show or the other one with three shows?
Oh!
Yes.
-Something to drink? -No. How's it going?
About 10 to 12 people in the stalls.
And the balcony... How many?
Three.
Just three?
Three rows, my dear.
Mr. Mathur only gives curt replies.
You can go ahead.
It's your first Sunday today.
Come in! I've been waiting for you.
Here you go.
Read the movie review.
Why don't you? I am terrified.
"Taxi Driver Jay Khanna creates an uproar.
"The first good movie out of free India. "
There's nothing of the sort there.
Now that you've snatched the paper,
why don't you sit down and read it?
Sit down.
Bastards! The English left, but they left English behind.
Next?
Full of praise for you.
When is your next movie starting?
-There is no story. -So what if there is no story.
Make it up. Write it down.
Hey, what do you say... Do it all in a jiffy.
Shall I call Jay Khanna?
Of course, you should.
Are you busy?
No.
I talked with Mr. Roy.
You are doing Pushpa's role
in Rajmahal.
Really?
You did this?
You did it.
The way you read the scenes,
wrote them...
You got it.
Madan...
Binod.
Is it an important phone call?
Have you not realized it yet?
If she hasn't called yet,
I don't think she will.
-Hello? -Miss Sumitra.
Jay Khanna.
Jay Khanna?
Congrats! I was reading the reviews of your movie.
I am planning my next movie.
I want to narrate the lead role to you.
Lead role? In your movie?
It will be bigger than the hero's role.
When shall I come?
My secretary will call and schedule the time.
Thanks.
You were ready to finance Madan Kumar.
Would you spend half on Sumitra Kumari?
Hey, man! Where is the script?
I don't have it.
But I'll write it in a jiffy.
Hey, Madan.
You and Niloufer are having an affair.
Because I met her alone a couple of times?
I am not asking you. I'm telling you.
The media will also ask you both too.
Just say yes.
I have spoken to Niloufer.
Why?
Isn't it enough that I am saying so?
It is.
We have arrived. Don't you want to get off?
-Come on! -Come on. Naren!
-Where's the baggage? Come on! -Yes, bro.
Does Ratna know?
About what?
About you and Niloufer.
She knows about you and Niloufer.
She's always loved gossip.
Come on. Let's go.
Manohar's jeep is falling into the gorge.
The flames of fire are rising.
Here, Manohar's mother lights a match at home.
She lights the lamp in front of God and tells the servant
that her son is coming from London today.
Manohar is hanging on to dear life on the edge of the mountain.
He might lose his grasp and fall any time.
Rajan wants to save his friend's life.
He wants to run towards him.
The jeep is burning.
Rajan tries to move forward.
But, when the rocks begin slipping beneath his feet,
he moves back out of fear.
Manohar screams, "Save me, Rajan!"
Ask for a cup of tea, Mr. Walia.
Sure.
What happened?
Didn't like the story?
The story is good.
But the depression will kill me.
The story is about Rajan's guilt
and how the heroine, Dr. Shanti, helps him deal with it.
-Manohar takes care of-- -Madan Kumar has finished writing.
Shooting starts in a few days.
Madan Kumar, motherfucker!
There was something in your first movie.
There was pain,
but the characters were full of life.
They were lively.
But this story is full of depressing characters.
And the sad song on the piano in the house--
Thank you.
For you, ma'am.
Have it.
No, thank you.
Nobody has refused a cup of tea or glass of wine
offered by Sumitra Kumari.
-What happened? -It's bitter...
And... it's strong too.
And this is exactly how life is.
That's why we need some sweetness in movies.
The Russians are having a grand party.
The whole industry is invited.
Didn't you get the invite?
No.
So, find a way in.
You are a producer now, not a mere financer.
These old established producers will leave you behind
if you don't align with new powerful people at the party.
The Russians are investing money in the industry.
But they are not able to find a movie star
they can invest in.
Jay!
Go watch a movie!
Which movie?
Grab a cab and go!
Sit in the balcony!
"Go see a movie!"
Wait!
"Sit in the balcony!"
"Grab a cab and go. "
Money grows on trees, you fucker!
Has your father ever let you travel in a cab?
Will you ever let your child travel by cab?
Trying to be a richie-rich, you fool, Walia!
Where is it, man?
Got it.
Call the poster guy and tell him to be here.
I take two steps
You take two steps
That's all we have to tread
I make a promise
You make a promise
That's all we have to commit
Whether this world Is with us or against us
We have our life with us
My life is yours
Your life is mine
That's how we will go on
-Hello? -What is it, love?
I saw your pictures with Asghar in the magazine.
How long will we have to keep this hidden, Binod?
Poor Asghar.
Asghar is getting to make his movie.
He is happy with that.
Shall we meet tonight?
Who knows If there is a tomorrow
Let's make it happen today
Under the sky, let's close our eyes
And make the wishes come true
I make a pleading
You make a pleading
As our God is listening to us
Binod.
I feel I am falling in love with you.
Me too.
Actually, Ratna is not at home today.
Won't be back till late.
-Naren is also out with friends. -Really?
-Yes. -I am coming.
Wear the same dress you wore last time.
Poor Ratna.
That's how we will go on
Ratna!
Come on!
Hurry!
-Hey! Shall I say hi to her? -Move!
Quiet.
All clear.
Naren!
You scared the shit out of me.
I was taking the car. Please don't tell my brother.
Sure. Don't tell anyone you saw me here either.
I'm going to the club.
Are you? Whose show is it?
Mine.
But don't tell him.
I won't.
Wait!
What is it?
Take this. You are soaking wet.
I'm running away.
Stop bragging! Fuck your party!
It's a grand event, man.
I have no script for Mazdoor.
Then, write one.
You write in a... jiffy.
I want to make Baiju Awara
with Sumitra Kumari.
Hey, look!
These Russians have it all planned.
They are opening multiple territories in Moscow and elsewhere.
This is your best bet to repay the loan
you took from the Refugee Department.
I won't sell my soul to pay off my loan.
Hey, man! Listen, buddy!
Save such dialogues for the screens.
Listen to me.
I have knocked at the Russians' door, and they have opened a window.
Russia is new territory.
Roy's power and Madan's stardom have no clout there.
Now, getting the door opened is in your hands.
I say,
kick it open!
Break it!
Get right in!
We want to start an International Film Festival in Moscow
to open up the market for Hindi movies in Europe and Russia.
Soviet Film wants to finance three of your movies.
I will start with Baiju Awara.
Then, Mazdoor.
Which one is Sumitra Kumari in?
Baiju Awara.
Good luck, boy!
-Cheers! -Three movies? Do you get it?
-Sorry. -What are you doing, man?
You were saying that all the big wigs of the city will be at the party.
Look at them.
Jay Khanna is going to be a big star.
Shamsher Walia is his financer.
Did you see Taxi Driver?
No. What was the collection?
About two to three lakhs in in fifteen weeks.
Two to three lakhs? Their collection?
Who is making a movie with him?
Jay Khanna and I from Khanna Theater Company
have finally found each other.
We'll set fireworks off together!
So, you finally made it to the party.
You know how big a maker I am, Miss Sumitra.
When are you sending the new scenes for Baiju Awara?
He cannot do anything.
He is heartbroken.
He should make Devdas.
The woman he is in love with is always seen with some other guy.
-Sorry. -Who is it?
-There she is. -What are you doing?
That's all just an act.
The real affair is between Niloufer and Madan Kumar.
Madan Kumar, motherfucker!
Madan Kumar!
Sir!
You decided to quit my movie.
But chose to keep the girl,
the one whom I am in love with.
Jay.
Jay!
Don't be a jerk!
There are many bigwigs here.
-Yeah? -Jay?
-Come on. You are drunk. -Hey.
Why don't you tell Madan Kumar?
To get Princess Niloufer,
Asghar, Madan, Walia, everyone,
-has to show their true worth. -Jay.
But none of us are Jamshed Khan.
Come on!
Hey, Bengali mister!
You are not Jamshed Khan!
He was the only one capable of dragging Niloufer to bed without being a star.
What is this?
Who is this whore sleeping with?
With you or you?
With me.
I made Asghar pretend.
Mr. Roy, I really respect Niloufer and Ratna.
Respect?
Your wife?
Your mistress?
Look at the movie you made and the public image you created.
It is not a big deal for a star to have an affair with his heroine.
Work keeps on going. Movies continue to be shot.
And married life goes on too.
Which star are you talking about?
Is it a new star?
Or some old one?
From Roy Talkies or somewhere else?
You have learned a lot at Roy Talkies.
Haven't you, Binod?
How did the press get to know what you both were talking about?
Is this damn female doing it for her publicity?
Niloufer isn't like that.
This image can help the movie.
Had Rajmahal been a romantic movie,
all this could have been justified.
Boy and girl meet secretly because one of them is married and the other...
This is the story of Rajmahal.
No, Mr. Roy! Rajmahal is already complete.
The reels have been locked. Just a few actors left to finish dubbing.
-Madan, say something. -Listen to what Mr. Roy is saying, Asghar.
Some new scenes will have to be shot. I will write them myself.
Why are you taking out your anger on the movie?
So that the audience doesn't take their anger out at the box office.
Ratna! None of this is true!
Binod.
I only made you promise me one thing.
That you'll keep Madan Kumar out of our home.
To never bring him into our personal lives.
-I've told the lawyer to send a notice-- -Am I oblivious to how my Madan talks?
What he talks about? And the way he talks?
It's all there in the article.
The talks between you and that woman on the phone.
Even Asghar sided with you in this deceit.
Ratna! Asghar has no...
Ratna! Ratna!
Translated by Monika Saraf
Creative Supervisor Subbaiah KG