Teesri Manzil (तीसरी मंज़िल)

'Neither love nor beauty can understand.'

'The world is at the feet of vagabonds like us.'

Rocky!

You shouldn't go there. - Why?

You're right.

It isn't even a year has passed since Rupa died.

How can I proceed about Sunita's wedding?

But you had chosen Ramesh for Rupa.

I want the good relationship between our families to go on.

It's our misfortune, Rupa couldn't marry into our family.

Instead if her sister marries into our family,

we would feel Sunita has filled the void Rupa has left.

My son, Ramesh, too wishes it.

You're right. But right now, I can't commit anything.

It's necessary to take Sunita's opinion about it.

But she's leaving for Dehradun today to meet her friend.

She has no time to spare.

I'll talk to her some other time and let you know.

Moreover, Ramesh is as dear to me as you are.

I expected as much from you. We shall leave now.

Bye. - Goodbye.

Hello Sunita.

Dad, we're short of time.

Buy some magazines for me, while I buy the tickets. - Ok.

After you.

Too many things for a little girl like you.

May I lighten your burden?

No, thank you.

Very correct! Never trust a stranger.

Once a man in a queue offered to carry my things.

Quickly I passed a big parcel to him.

Two minutes later, I turned around to realise,

he ran away with my luggage for good!

Strange! The queue hasn't moved an inch in 15 minutes!

At this rate,

by the time we reach the ticket window, we'll be old! Right ma'am?

Someone moves, at last!

Here's a couplet about such stubborn people.

'The earth and the sky may give in but not me.'

One! - One what?

First class! - What first class?

Ticket! - Ticket? But will you tell me a ticket to where?

Dehradun! - To Dehradun?

Why do fat people laugh so much? Do you know?

I'm sorry. You aren't fat at all.

Move ahead. There are others waiting.

A rascal! To Dehradun!

What?

I mean... - A beauty, to Dehradun!

A rascal and a beauty? - First class Dehradun!

Mister, do you want a ticket?

Why not? I don't work for the railways.

To travel without ticket.

One ticket, Dehradun!

First class!

Please.

'New Delhi'

Why are you laughing?

No!

Silence! Shut up!

Shut up!

Fatso, listen to me carefully!

If you laugh again, I'll break your head! Got it?

Not again!

What are you doing? Will you kill the poor fellow?

You? - Me!

You keep out of it! - I'll not!

Why beat up a fat man for nothing? - He's laughing to tease me!

Is no one supposed to laugh without your permission?

I know it! Both of you are hand in glove!

What? You're too much!

Just look at us! Do you think, we can even be close to being friends?

Insolent!

Listen fatso! If you laugh again, you won't be spared!

How can you be so insistent?

Have you booked a seat, else have you bought our freedom too?

No one's supposed to laugh, no one sneezes, no one coughs!

This is imperious!

I was talking to the fatso!

I don't want to talk to you. - Nor am I interested!

But you can't deny a free man his freedom to laugh!

He will laugh! He surely will!

Never! If he laughs, he'll get bashed up.

What? As if you own this train!

Fatso, c'mon laugh. Let's see, who bashes you up.

Laugh, my friend.

I fight for your right to laugh and you get sacred?

Laugh!

He won't dare to laugh!

Is that so?

Mister, now it's a matter of my prestige!

I shall forsake non violence and take up violence!

It means if you laugh, she will beat you.

It would be flyweight punches.

And if you don't,

then I swear by those intoxicating eyes,

the punches I land on you will be of the forceful, solid kind!

And this paunch of yours, this potbelly,

this overstretched,

how else do I describe this paunch?

This paunch is incomparable! What a paunch!

What a naughty paunch!

What happened?

He's dead.

What?

What else? He was so fat.

Obviously, he had high blood pressure.

You stopped him from laughing.

And when he laughed, you hit his head with a staff!

It isn't a staff!

An umbrella! - It doesn't matter.

The head is very delicate, even a minor injury can kill.

No!

He might not be completely dead. Please do something!

Do what?

His pulse has stopped, breathing has ceased!

He's cold!

What can be done?

At the next station, the police will arrive.

Then arrest! Then the murder trial

and the court, where I'll have to depose about,

who is the killer?

You can't escape now!

The law catches every criminal

and every murderer. And the consequence!

The consequence is the gallows,

the hangman's noose!

What happened?

Unconscious!

What is it?

She has fainted for real.

What?

Look mister, the joke is over.

I hadn't known you until today.

At the railway station, I just laughed at a joke you cracked!

Now you've landed me in a fix!

Don't worry, friend. She'll come around soon.

Cooperate with me for a little while longer. - Not at all!

At the next station, I'm shifting to some other coach.

Strange! - Yes. Get out of my way!

The station is near. I have to get off.

How are you now?

Where is he? - The corpse?

Yes! - I threw the corpse out of the train.

His luggage? - I threw it out too.

Now don't worry.

There's no evidence left of fatso's murder.

But... - Don't worry at all, trust me.

The police won't suspect you.

And I'll not reveal your secret until I die.

You're such a gentleman!

What to do?

I saw you in trouble and I took heart.

I told myself.

Anil!

What is life if you can't be of any help to someone?

Hence I decided! Even if the courts sentence me to death,

I'll surely help you.

So nice of you!

Wait, let me see if the police is around.

All clear, get off.

Porter! Take the luggage.

C'mon.

C'mon. Let's go.

Mister, talk respectfully.

What do you think I am?

I told you. I'm not travelling without ticket.

My ticket was in my wallet,

I might've lost my wallet in the coach. - Which coach?

The one I first took.

Then I changed my coach,

because there was a man trying to entice a lady.

He made me do strange things!

Let's take a look. - Come along.

Hello, Meena! I'm sorry.

Is this my punishment for being late?

It isn't that. I thought...

Forget it, have you brought your car? - Yes!

Then let's go to Mussoorie. - Mussoorie?

Are you crazy? First come home.

If you want to go to Mussoorie, we'll plan the trip later. C'mon!

Park Hotel, Mussoorie.

This time last year.

On a night like this.

I wish, I was with my sister.

Sunita, I still don't understand. - What?

I believe that your sister fell for the drummer in Mussoorie,

but he doesn't reciprocate.

But for something as trivial... - She wouldn't kill herself, right?

You're right.

But it didn't stop at love. The affair had progressed.

As in? - This was Rupa's last letter.

She wrote to me from Mussoorie.

'My dear Sunita, I went to Park Hotel tonight again.'

'I was beholding Rocky all the time.'

'He was playing his drums'

'and everyone was swaying to it.'

'But I was so afraid. Why hide it from you?'

'A few days ago, I crossed the limit of love.'

'Now if Rocky accepts, I'll live and if he denies, I'll die.'