Sneham Kosam

Now where's the elder master? - I'm here.

Where have you been? - I was looking for the umbrella.

You had given it to me. - I forgot.

Let's go before it gets crowded. - Let's go.

Before attending the wedding we have to go to the market, master.

What for? - To buy a wedding gift.

Besides, Prabhavathi is also coming from America.

This white sari is also nice.

Hey girl!

Please let me have a look at the sari.

Oh, sorry! - Yeah.

She is saying sorry. - All right, I forgive you.

Oh no, I don't want this. I want this sari. Please give.

You mean, sari? No, this is called "dhoti."

You mean sari for men? - Yes.

Okay that's nice. Bye. - Bye.

There goes our gunny bag. Stop it.

Hey, what man! - What?

Nothing. No fights. We are friends.

How about taking an auto rickshaw? - If you say so.

Coming, rickshaw? - No.

Rickshaw? - Already on hire.

No good. - Look over there.

Let's just get inside a rickshaw. - All right.

Hey! Get down! - Why?

Couldn't you have asked before getting in?

What insolence! It's my rickshaw. Ask me politely.

Politely? Will you take us, sir?

Where to? - Flea market.

It shows on your faces. I'm waiting for a long run.

Go on.. you'll get the corporation bus there. Flea market, early morning!

Looks like I'll have to show him my real self. Just watch.

Put it down! This is ridiculous. All right, get in.

This is decency. - Get in.

Put the gunny bag behind. - Do I look like porter?

Master, he wants more of decency. - No, no! I'll pick it up.

Smart. - But I'll charge for the luggage.

All right, we'll pay. - You shoot more than you speak.

What's in it? It's quite heavy. - Corn.

Here you are! - Move.

This is latest model and fancy color, sir. Excuse me.

Listen to me. This is not a city.

Please listen to me. Calm down.

Move! What's going on here?

Constable, I was hungry so I asked him what'd two bananas cost me.

He answered, six bucks. I asked him if six bucks were for the entire lot.

Know what he replied? "You'll eat bananas, eh? Bloody rustic."

Damn you and your rotten bananas! - Stop it.

I won't spare you.

You lose your mind for no reasons. - Damn you!

India is fighting to make atom bombs and these rustics fight for bananas.

This is India.. - Well said, sir.

What's the poor man's fault? - What's not? Didn't he bribe you?

Not yet. - No? Let's go to the police station.

I'll be imprisoned for a bribe request. - Take policeman to the police station.

Back off. Damn, I'm stuck here. And curse the bloody corn.

Customers, sir. - These guys? Who let them in?

Are the security chaps sleeping? - This red car will suit Prabhavathi well.

She'll love it. - Don't touch it.

Don't touch it? - Then I'll kick it.

Take your leg off! What do you want?

It's a great car. What's the price? - Window shopping is free.

Take a look and leave. Throw them out soon.

Okay, sir. - Hey.

The car up for sale, right? - Right.

Then tell him the price. - Price, eh?

Price? - Yes. - Price.

Looks like you are a rustic too. - How'd you know?

Shows on your face. Give me your hand. - What for?

Just give him.

Fine? Is this okay?

What are you doing? Bloody oaf! I'm not selling cows. Get lost.

Jr.Boss.. - I got it.

Let it go! Tell him the rate before he turns the car upside down.

Really? 800,000. - What?

Eight Lakh. - Eight Lakh?

Yes, 800,000. Get going now.

Jr.Boss, brief him about us.

Auto, get the gunny bag.

Open it. - Not my job.

Do it! - Can't you talk without hitting?

Strange.

10 Lakh. Take 800,000 and put the rest in the gunny bag.

All right, sir. - Hold it. Take Open Astra out..

before you take the money. - Not Open Astra, it's Opel Astra.

Whatever! Take it out. - You said it was corn.

We sold corn for that much. - Sold corn?

Does corn fetch that much money? What if you sell your rice?

It'll fill the entire showroom. - Great men. I'm honoured you hit me.

Please hit me once, I'll be blessed. - I don't hit for no reasons.

Sir, I beg of you! Please hit me once. - He's crazy.

I implore you, hit me once. - Really?

Yes. - Lightly.

Another car? We already have many? Where do we park it?

On the ground, not on your head.

Master, another car? Do we have any less? Where do we park it?

On the ground, not on your head, Accountant.

I won't pay you for laughing. - Sir!

Prabhavathi is returning from America after completing her studies.

No idea what car she'd like. This one's a new model, so I bought it.

Master, a new model is arriving next week.

Right. - Honda.

Govind, book it. - Right, master.

Where do I park this car, master? - On your head.

Accountant, here's the car's bill and the rest of the money. Count it.

Jr.Boss, how was the wedding? - Want an account of that?

New car!

Blackie will change the car's colour. - Yes, he'll turn it black.

What are you staring at, Basava? - Just checking all the eight tyres.

Eight tyres? - Yes. No need to bend down.

If you don't believe, tell me. - You are raving.

I'm not raving. Can you count? - Somewhat.

Fine. D'you see two tyres this side? - Yes.

D'you see two tyres this side too? - Yes.

That makes..? - Four.

Great. Come on.

Two wheels here too? - Yes.

That makes..? - Six.

Good. C'mon.

Two this side too? - Yes.

Six plus two? - Eight.

There you are. - I'll fix you.

Blackie, you'll never prove that you are intelligent.

Master won't employ you permanently, you'll always be a temporary worker.

You won't get bonus either. - Listen Annavaram.

I'll prove myself wiser than them.

I'm not Basava unless I earn more salary and bonus than them.

Greetings! Greetings! Welcome!

Master, there's more..

Coming, master.

Coming, master.

Concentrate on the good deed, don't look at sin.

Master, the poor..

The poor girl's been standing for a while.

Listen.. - Yes, Gowri?

Shall I collect a sari from father?

Will you collect charity, sis-in-law? - Shut up.

People are watching. - When it comes to your father..

I've never refused you. However, he considers us his enemies.

It's your wish. He never endeared us.

Let's see what he does today. Go on.

Vaani, go with your mother. - All right.

Ma'am, why must you fall in a line? - I come not as his daughter..

but as an ordinary woman. - Still, ma'am..?

Never mind. Please.

Jr.Boss, I'm going home. Distribute the rest.

Let's go.

Are you satisfied now? He humiliated you in public.

In wealth, property, status, are we any less?

But you stretched your hand out before him. Did he offer any respect?

I will..!

Not a word against him! I'll kill you.

What are you saying? - How dare he insult your father?

We lack nothing today. Know why? It all came from her father.

How dare you insult him? He's not just my father-in-law..

he's also a brother-in-law to me. - Also his brother-in-law.

Silence! I'm his son-in-law. I don't know why he considers me an outsider.

That doesn't mean you can rave about! - That's fine, master. But..

she didn't ask him to send her abroad and demand cars like the younger one.

She just tried to accept a cheap sari from him.

But he didn't consider her worthy.

Hit me. - Hard.

Why did you hit me hard? - Why not? You overreacted.

He's got the map of India on his cheek. - Forgive me, brother.

Nothing against you. I'm angry over the swine.

Him? - His father-in-law, your bro-in-law.

Dig out more relations! But brother still hasn't got any self-esteem.

I will have, certainly. I've started counting days.

I will settle all scores, in good time.

The accounts is ready, sir. Last year, groundnuts fetched us..

Rupees 4,00,075.36 /- - That's not what I asked, Govind.

I asked for sugar, and you are talking about peanuts.

Sure. The sugar factory fetched us 2,00,300 /-.

I'm eating bland cakes. How dare you remind me of sugar?

Goodness! When did I, sir? You asked me for the accounts.

Forget it and get lost. - Shall I keep the accounts here?

Do whatever you want. Get lost.

Everytime the old hag comes here, his blood pressure rises.

You're here, Jr.Boss? - You want to slip away..

without eating, eh? - It's neither salted nor sugared.

Sugar? You have a sugar factory inside you.

I already ate three servings. - One more serving, and then..

Sweets! - After you finish the food.

Promise? - Promise.

Sweets! - Sure.

What's this? - A sweet.

I can't see it. - Now watch.

It's big now. - Right. It's your quota for today.

Let go! - What are you doing, master?

Stop her, master! - Go away.

I won't let you go.

Stop her.

Don't let her go.

Stop her.

I've told you not to give her money! D'you know what she does with it?

He won't win. My red one will win.

Bloody fool! You can't even stop an old lady.

Let me go! Master, you have turned them useless.

Let her enjoy at least ten days a month. The rest, she spends crying.

She cries because of her son. Why do you give her money?