Doodh Ka Karz

Nobody can douse the light of righteousness.

No harm can come to you, if God is your saviour.

If you don't pay me the money for the abortion this evening...

I'll come over and tell your father the truth.

Don't forget! By evening.

I want 500,000 rupees.

Accept my greetings, my Lord.

You? What are you doing here?

This slave of yours isn't a master of his own wishes.

Munni Jaan is waiting for you outside.

What? - She has sent you her regards.

She wants to know if she can meet you or your father.

No. My father mustn't even get a wind of this.

Come.

Greetings.

Munni Jaan, why are you here?

To meet your father and introduce myself to him.

No, Munni Jaan. It'll be disastrous.

You had time till this evening.

I am now free of any commitment.

But Munni Jaan, my father refused to give me any money.

He won't refuse me.

The honour of decent folks is precious than money.

Look. You will get the money.

But my father will disown me.

It's your misfortune, my Lord.

These are the rules of our business.

Other's misfortunes bring fortune for us.

Give me some more time, Munni Jaan. I'll move heaven and earth...

but I'll pay you within a week. - A week?

You can get another day. Final commitment.

Failing which, I'll meet your father without informing you.

Let's go, Jumman. - Listen...

this is too little time. - Little time? At least you got it.

Remember. By tomorrow. Goodbye.

Let alone the target, your arrow has pierced his heart, darling.

Forget stealing, he'll even kill for money.

Go on! Strike hammer while the iron is still hot.

Bravo.

Well done, my love. "Tucking the tail."

I'm Munni Jaan. I'm not a coward to tuck the tail.

I know. I know, but that's my way of speaking. A catchphrase.

Jumman, tonight such a fruit will ripen that we will eat forever.

Sure, you will. Only if you live.

What? - Lamps are put off at the break of dawn.

You have played out your part. - No.

No, Bhairav Singh.

Sir, I am innocent.

Mr. Jumman, you're known by the company you keep.

That's a very bad news. This is really unfair.

These prostitutes are avaricious, mean and treacherous.

You blew up money on her yet she wasn't satiated.

Bhairav Singh, find a way out, else I'll be ruined. Help me.

Thakur, you know that I'm your true friend.

On your word, I can even give up my life.

But as of now, I am a pauper.

My valut is empty, and my property is mortgaged.

If selling me can solve your problem...

then put me up for sale. I am ready.

I know, my friend. But where do I get such a huge amount from?

They say there's a solution to every problem.

Then find a solution, my friend. I need money, at any cost.

I've a solution. It'll not only solve this problem...

but we can enjoy the spoils forever. - Huh?

Enjoy forever? How come?

The jewelry on Lord Shiva's idol.

What? You mean our family temple?

Absolutely, Thakur.

The jewelry on the idol is worth millions, and it belongs to you.

Use it.

Stealing? That too in a temple? No, no.

It's a sin, Thakur. - Shut up.

Who is greater? A friend? Or God?

Think it over, Thakur.

Alms or luxury? Humiliation or honour?

And my dear friend, He's a thief who is caught.

No one would suspect you. Big business, no investment.

Thakur, shake hands.

Go on.

Parvati, be careful. Watch your step.

Be brave. - I can't walk anymore.

Everything will be all right. Careful - No!

Priest.

At this hour? Who is it?

What's the matter? - Sir, help us please.

What is it? What do you want?

Sir, I'm a snake charmer. That's my wife.

She's nine months' pregnant. Suddenly she went into labour pain.

Parvati.

Don't worry, dear. Come inside. Take her inside. - Okay.

Careful.

Take it easy.

Be careful.

Careful.

Dear, there's no woman here.

I'll go to the village and fetch the midwife.

Don't worry, I'll be back soon. - Don't worry, Parvati.

God is with us.

Parvati.

Go on, priest. We will get the midwife to the temple.

Please hurry up. - Don't worry, we will be there soon.

God bless.

Looks like a terrible storm is brewing.

Don't worry. Everything will be fine.

Why are you anxious? Look...

Lord Shiva has given me a son and a brother to you.

You won't be alone anymore. My son will play with you.

Fine?

The midwife is coming. - No need, priest.

With your blessings, she has delivered a boy.

Really? Praise Lord Shiva.

It's all due to your blessings. - Thanks to Lord Shiva.

I will go and offer a prayer.

Praise Lord Shiva. Praise Lord Shiva.

Thakur? At this hour?

Good Lord! You stole the diamonds from the temple?

No, don't do this. This temple belongs to your forefathers, Thakur.

Don't commit this sin. Don't commit this sin.

Priest! Priest!

Priest! Priest! What has happened? Who did this?

No!

Don't beat my husband.

No! - What a shame!

How dare you rob a temple?

How could you commit this grave sin? - I didn't do it.

Mr. Thakur, my husband didn't do it.

Scoundrel! Where's the jewelry?

No!

No!

Tel me, where's the jewelry? - I don't know.

Of course, you know. - No, Mr. Thakur. I swear by my baby.

I am innocent.

He won't confess, Mr. Thakur. Bury him alive.

For God's sake, spare him! - No.

Leave me. Leave me.

Go away, Parvati. If you also die...

who will take care of the baby?

Back off, woman! - Go away, Parvati.

Back off. - No!

Raghuvir!

What's going on, Raghuvir?

Thakur!

Please save my husband. He's innocent.

What is she saying, Raghuvir? - Father...

This rogue stole the diamonds from our temple and killed the priest.

It's a lie, Landlord. My husband is innocent.

She's lying, father. Her husband was caught red handed.

They're eyewitnesses. - Yes, master.

We saw it with our own eyes, master.

Sinner!

The snake-charmers worships Lord Shiva...

but you sinned in Lord Shiva's temple.

God will certainly punish you for this sin.

Landlord.

Come on, Raghuvir.

Parvati, the time has come. - Please don't say that.

Yes, Parvati. But you must wipe off the stigma on my name.

Or else, my soul...

won't rest in peace, Parvati. - Don't say that.

Or else, my soul won't rest in peace. - No.

Parvati.

"Some day..."

"...justice will be done"

No. No!

"This murder..."

"...will not be pardoned."

Son, you're fortunate as you can at...

least whine when you are hungry.

But this mute animal, that your father reared like his own son...

has been starving for two days.

He can't even shed a tear of complaint.

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

My child, I am helpless now.

I'll be difficult to even feed him.

How will I be able to rear you?

Go.

Go, my child. Go away.

"Don't forget, my son..."

"...to perform your duties"

"Don't forget, my son..."

"...to fulfil your duties"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"Don't forget, my son..."

"...to fulfil your duties"

"Don't forget, my son..."

"...to fulfil your duties"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"You owe me for the milk I fed you"

"Don't forget, my son."

Good that the snake charmer left for heaven...

without even a passport.

Else, the three of us would've been trapped.

I was dead scared at the sight of your father.

Had the secret been revealed, we'd have been ruined.

So what if my father doesn't give me money?

My Father in Heaven gives me in plenty in just one shot.