Bade Dil Wala (बड़े दिल वाला)

Amrit. - Who is it?

How sexy!

Shall I come in? - No! I'm taking a shower.

What are you doing here? - Nothing.

Just waiting for the star of the show. He's still in the bath.

Amrit. - Is it Moti? Come in. Alone.

Are you alone? - Yes, buddy.

Odd time for a shower! The show is due in 15 minutes.

Just a minute.

Music is food for me. You know that, don't you?

Yes.

So I touch the guitar only after a shower.

That reminds me... there's something important I want to discuss.

What is it? - There's a lot of competition in the music world today.

If you aren't competent enough...

you'll find the ground slipping from under your feet.

I saw a good quality guitar in the music shop. Gibson's.

I'm planning to buy it.

If I could get an advance of 4000...

From me? - From the hotel.

You know that it's against the hotel's policy to give an advance.

And the manager, that's me, hasn't any money either.

Do something. Please!

All right. I'll talk to Mr. Kalua, He's the one who manages everything.

Do it for me, buddy. - Be quick. Here's your towel.

Hello.

Amrit.

I can't make it to the show. - Why?

I feel sorry to say that Amrit can't make it to the show today.

His life is in danger.

We won't move from here without hearing his song.

He has to come. - Of course!

Hear that? Will you come now?

Superb! I love you.

The house is full, Jaswant. Get on with your act.

Okay. - Best of luck.

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"My love is unique and so are my ways."

"I've targeted the heart risking my life."

"O my love."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"It's neither her nor I in the friend's gathering."

"Let me see how strong they're."

"I'm after you and the world is after me."

"I've targeted the heart risking my life."

"O my love."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

"I can see death threatening me."

"Yet I'll love you at the risk of my life."

"My love is unique and so are my ways."

"I've targeted the heart risking my life."

"O my love."

"O my love, your crazy lover is here."

Somebody has shot the man.

Go and check quickly if he has got drowned.

I'm Miss Malhotra. And she is my sister, Babli.

She's thrilled with your song.

She'd be delighted to have an autographed copy of your song.

Sure. Your room number? - 801.

Sir, I'm tired!

Tired? I'll give you a massage.

It's tickling! - Tickling?

I'm a master tickler.

I'll tickle you.

It will help you relax.

Is it tickling now? - No.

Luska!

We're trying to run a respectable hotel here.

I have warned you earlier. - But...

No buts! Just shut up! I'll talk to you later.

Luska, I've nothing to do with your private life.

But, this hotel has a rule...

Guests are not allowed to mingle with the staff.

Mr. Singh, you are mistaken. He is Dr. Jamnadas.

I don't care who he is. - Dr. Jamnadas.

Your contract with this hotel comes to an end.

Hear me out, Mr. Singh. Please!

I hurt my legs while dancing.

He said he'll fix it.

I came here for a check-up.

But he tried to...

One cannot judge a person by his face, you know.

Stop this nonsense! Pack your bag. And get out of here.

And you mister?

Now to deal with you!

There are two ways out.

First: To call the police and lock you up.

But it will bring disrepute to our hotel.

I think the second would suit you fine.

I'll call your wife and... - No! She will kill me!

How will I face my children?

What is worse is that the elections are due in two months.

If this blows into a scandal, my political career will be ruined.

I beg of you! Forgive me!

You are still here? - Shut up!

How much did you strip him of? - 10,000.

Here's your 5,000.

You brute! - Oh no! don't love me so much.

Someday you will slice my nose. - My pleasure!

Back by? - After the office hours.

Go.

Here's 5,000.

You need 4,000, don't you? Count it. All of 5,000.

The rates are unpredictable today.

You might find the rates of the guitar increased.

So keep 5,000 with you.

All right. But, it may take some time to repay the amount.

Don't repay it.

Impossible. - Come on!

There are many ways to pay back.

Come to me. Sit close to me. Let's talk about love.

Take the money, Luska. And get out of here.

Amrit, this will prove very costly to you.

So costly that forget the principal amount, the interest will kill you.

Get the hell out of here.

I'll teach you a lesson.

Miss Malhotra. Babli.

Strange! She kept the door open.

Here's the song with my autograph.

Bye!

B.K.? You?

You are the security in-charge. And you steal?

No, I wasn't stealing.

I am helpless.

My mother is ill. She is suffering from cancer.

You know cancer has no cure. The doctor has advised an operation.

Which is why... - Don't you lie!

You mother died 2 years ago. - She was my real mother.

And this is my step-mother.

If I neglect her, her children will look down upon me.

They'll say I left her to die, since she's a step-mother to me.

Put an end to it. Hand me over to the police.

It's all right...

Put it back. And don't do it again.

There wasn't a way out. I was helpless, friend!

How much will you need for the operation?

Say a minimum of 5,000 or 7,000.

I'll try my best to help you.

Thank you, friend.

You saved me from doing wrong.

I'm indebted to you.

Thank you.

Never do it again.

Thank you. - Go.

God bless you, friend.

What happened?

Amrit.

Amrit.

What has he done? - He tried to rape me.

I ran away from him. And hid in your room.

Scoundrel! I'll shoot him. - Wait.

Sit.

It's no use killing him. You will go to the gallows.

Then?

Teach him a lesson. For life!

For me? - No.

B. K, what's the matter?

Ms. Malhota.

I kept the song in your room. Did you get it?

She got it. But, she lost a necklace.

I don't... - I never expected this from you.

What?

You mean to say I stole it?

Why should I? - You need it.

Yesterday you asked 4,000 from me, didn't you?

Strange! You can frisk me. Search my room if you want to.

That's unavoidable. Bhagwat...

Forgive me, sir. I will search... But he is not that type.

I know. Please...

You are strange!

I'm sorry. - That's okay.

I am a fan of yours. You could've asked me for the money.

Why should you steal?

Could you come in, Mr. Moti.

It's mine.

The crime is proved.

The court gives Mr. Amrit Kumar Saxena rigorous imprisonment for two years.

Amrit.

Moti? You?

Just like my hotel room, a telephone is provided to me here.

You could've called me. Why take the trouble to come here?

Sit.

You'll never change, buddy.

I will, if they were to reduce my sentence.

But, it's no use now. - Right.

I know you are not guilty.

You are right. But, how do you know that?

The other day I saw Luska and B. K quarrel over something.

I found out that they were the ones who tricked you.

I want some kind of evidence to...

Do something. Think.

Moti, they say that if the convict's conduct is satisfactory...

he gets a pardon of eight-ten months.

The jailer is impressed with me. I'll apply for amnesty.

I'll come to you if they accept it.

What happened? - Did it break down?

Get down everyone. Take some rest. We have a broken accelerator.