Chachi 420 (चाची ४२०)

CHACHI 420

Mrs Janki Devi! Present yourself in court!

Mr Jaiprakash Paswan! Present yourself in court!

He hasn't turned up, has he? Sit down... please.

The court's time is precious. In view of that...

I appeal that the proceedings of the court continue.

What could be holding him up?

Why'd I be here, if I knew that, Your Honour?

I wonder whose tunes he must be dancing to right now.

You'd better be careful here...

I need the steadycam, Raman!

Where are you off to? Won't you sit here for a while?

Let me go...

What is it? The anger on your nose!

You look like an obstinate kid!

I'm no kid... I have fathered a kid.

So what? Let's live together.

You can ask me to leave, if you can't stand me.

Really? Here goes!

Massage this hand, too.

He's terribly angry. I see. My God!

I've got to go to the Court, sir.

How can you leave like this? Finish the first stanza!

If I wait for the first stanza, the second one will begin in court.

You're making haste as if you're about to miss a divorce!

We've had four adjoumments...

...on account of the absence and late-coming of the respondent.

I appeal to you to grant my client a divorce.

That's wonderful!

Your Honour... I apologise for the delay!

Go on! You're being summoned since long.

I'm sorry. I was delayed in leaving the studio.

You're in court; not home.

I'm not your wife here. The Judge is...

I mean, you must give him an explanation.

It's all the same. You were my judge at home...

and the judge is my wife...!

Did you know that your husband works in the film industry?

Yes, I knew he was a buffoon.

That he dances. Is one who dances a buffoon?

What else is he?

Who is Natraj then, the God of dance, whom you worship?

Did you marry him in spite of knowing all this?

Was it a love-marriage?

No! I knew he danced and made others dance, too.

Little did I know that he'd make me dance to his tunes.

I was blinded by love, Your Honour.

When are we getting married?

We will soon... what's the hurry?

I'm in a hurry to be known as Mrs. Paswan.

We'll have children then!

Only the devils make haste.

Ask your devil... I mean, ask your father first.

Oh no! Left to him, we can only have a divorce!

What can we have? A divorce!

He will never approve of it!

I'll beg of him to give me his moonlike daughter!

Why bother when the daughter is herself coming to you?

That which you consider trouble is actually decency.

What did I get from her father in return for my decency?

What did he give you? Did he beat you up or abuse you?

No sir! The rich Mr Durgaprasad Bhardwaj is not given to abuses.

He has better ways of humiliating people.

He belongs to a great family, you see.

This is my great grandfather, Mr Chandiprasad Bhardwaj.

This is my grandfather, Mr Shaktiprasad Bhardwaj.

And this is my father, Mr Bhawaniprasad Bhardwaj.

I'm next in the line... Durgaprasad Bhardwaj.

Doesn't the name Jaiprakash Paswan sound a jarring note...

...after Durgaprasad Bhardwaj?

By the way, what is your profession?

I'm assistant to a choreographer in cinema.

That's all very well. But what do you do for a living?

That's my profession. 'That' is?!

You'd better smile... Janki is watching us.

Actually, my daughter has grown fond of you.

In exactly the same manner as kids are fond of toys.

You can play with toys for some days...

...but you can't spend a lifetime with them, can you?

Coffee? No, you won't...! Take it away... Go on.

Janki is my only daughter. I can't refuse her anything.

I want you to do that for me.

Take this box away. It contains "two" wads.

Two wads of currency notes; not footwear.

It's two hundred thousand.

This is a nice way of humiliating someone.

People give dowry so the groom will take their daughter away.

Your father gives it for not taking away his daughter!

Tell me; what do you prefer? One in tune or out-of-sync?

What do you want to be? Bhardwaj? Or Paswan?

I leave the decision to you.

You're having a great rehearsal, aren't you?

But this is the final take!

The bridal-necklace and the wife are both genuine.

This is my wife. And that is Janki... I mean, Chandu.

I'm nervous. It's my first marriage!

What? He's from the art department.

I'm sorry!

This stinks of glue!

Yes. Mine stinks a little less. Here you are.

We've just prepared it. I'll go and drop them.

Had only father been here...

Think of what he'd do to me!

I mean, we'd have a shower of real flowers at our wedding.

And I'd have had a garland of large footwear around my neck.

He wears a smaller size.

You're crazy! Wipe your tears. Let's pray to God.

There's no God! Atheist! Shut up!

He's left! Must've gone for some milk...

I'm not kidding!

Where are you taking the Ganpati idol, Rao?

We need it for the shoot at Studio No. 7.

Who's the female co-star?

It's a mythology... He's the only Hero!

This man showed me stars in broad daylight!

Fake flowers, a fake God...

Excuse me, Your Honour. Have you ever seen the real God?

Wow! What a scene!

It was a make-believe temple. The marriage was fake too!

What about our daughter? Is she make-believe, too?

This is not all, Your Honour.

He's in the habit of abusing his wife in a fit of rage.

Did Janki tell you that?

No. Her family did. But I'm her family.

Not my family. Our landlord told you that.

You're right! Haribhai, the landlord, told me everything.

Where have you been scurrying away like a rat?

You owe me rent for three months, Jai.

Either pay up or vacate the house.

Actually, I'm in a tight corner right now...

You're in a tight corner, whenever I ask you for the rent!

How about the 24" inch TV you have just bought?

A television set? Acting innocent now, eh?

Go and take a look. Your TV and wife are both in great shape!

Do you want to break it?

Don't keep it there... move it over here.

Papa! We have a TV! A new one!

Where did the TV come from? From the market. Where else?

I mean, what was the hurry?

I've bought it for Bharti; not for myself.

Didn't you say TV spoils the kids' education?

Your film songs are not the only fare on television.

There are educational programmes, too.

I don't like Bharti going to our neighbours to watch them.

You know that I have no money for such things.

Sure, I do. Which is why I've bought it on installments.

My pay-packet itself comes in installments!

Where do I put this antenna? Here on my head! Come on!

Shut up! You're always giggling without any reason!

Don't bring out your anger on the kid. Let's get ready...

Where to? Finish this argument first!

What argument? I need my wife and you need the TV. Period.

Get Bharti ready. They'll arrive at any moment.

Bharti will not go. Why not?

I consulted you before I committed the shoot. And now...

I refuse now. But why?

Papa won't give me the permission.

She's my daughter. Why must we need permission from your Papa?

Is she ready? Oh yes.

Aren't you ready, dear? We'll be late for the shoot.

She will not report for the shoot. Please go out.

Will you get going? And keep your show business out of my house!

We're committed to them, Janki. We can discuss the future.

Please let her shoot... It's only for today.

And you stand to make 10,000 Rupees.

I see! So you've negotiated the price, too!

Bhardwaj's grand-daughter is no buffoon to work in films!

Get out!

J.P.! You said it was your daughter who'd work with us!

How does Bhardwaj's granddaughter figure in this?

Bhardwaj's daughter is my daughter's mother, too!

I mean, my wife is the mother of my child...

Come in for a moment... Don't touch me!

Aren't you ashamed to live off your daughter?

Please don't fight, Mom... Oh, move away!

Know what they call someone who lives off his daughter?

Let them hear! What do they call women who dance for money?

Please don't fight, Mom. Say sorry to Dad.

Did you slap your wife in the presence of a few others?

There were many people there. Not a few.

They were there, nevertheless. Please consider the reasons.

Mr Jaiprakash... Paswan! Reasons won't do.

Did you slap her?

Don't friends fight? They even have fisticuffs, Your Honour.

They don't go to the courts. But both of you have.

So? Is it "yes" or "no"?

What's okay, Your Honour? What are you writing...

It's a yes-no!

Did you say yes? Yes.

Yes means yes then. Yes, but...

It's all over! He has confessed to his crime!

That's exactly what I'm getting at!

Having completed the legal formalities...

I grant Jaiprakash and Janki Devi a legal divorce.

Henceforth, you will not live together as man and wife.

For the purpose of a good upbringing and care...

your daughter Bharti is entrusted to your wife Janki.

No, Your Honour!

According to Law, the child will remain with her mother.

Especially in circumstances where she can provide...