mother... i've heard that... a beautiful world existsbeyond this village. big cities, grand markets and... huge houses wheremovies can be seen. there's nothing ofthat sort. now get down.
hire a dance teacher for a party, mother, you always break my dreams. dreams are meant to be broken. get down.- no, i won't. you won't?
what if i make you fall? tell me. you're my mother.you'll make me fall? if your mother makes you fall, shewill also help you to your feet. if you fall in the city, noone will help you to your feet. get down... now! no, i won't. get down. mother... - mother!- chini!
rehma's funda was simple and right. when he has blessed youwith one life, why think twice? wherever he would step, pathwould be automatically made. madras didn't know at thattime that storm was going to arrive. if you check history, youwill find two things common. men have ruled and womenhave created sensation. we barely get down to it... and the bitch next dooris already on a roll! forget about her, darling.
why don't you soothe what'sexcited in here? get off! now go to sleep. wearen't doing it anymore. bloody idiots! they can't do anythingwithout making a sound. marbles, cricket...the choicest abuses... he even made me wear boy's clothes. if my father had his way... he would even make me tease girls!
didn't your mother ever stop him? she gave birth to agirl instead of a boy... so she remained a mute spectator. amma, tell me something... i have what boys desire. so, who is better? me or a boy? stop talkingnonsense. it's all rubbish! now don't be socoy. you're no less.
i can tell a lot of menhave been hard at work over here. stop it! what? last night was fun. tonight could be even better. my wife has a night-shift... so tonight... i merely touchedyou and it leaked... your pen!
if i come over,what will become of you? you bitch! my wifeis right about you. she is right about you too! you like to go riding but youcan barely stay on for a few seconds. you are mine... so why hide from you... you can take a peek. when you will truly be mine, thenyou can see the entire picture! you can go in...
you can also go in... you are out... you can go back. she was waiting for twoyears for her number patiently. okay, you can go in. but hunger first devours decency. you are out. - sir...- you can't come in. - the selection is done.- sir, sir... i want to be an actor, sir.
and i wanted to be a director. sir, i don't want to dancelike other girls. i want to act, sir. and i wanted to make offbeat films. sir, i'll do anythingto become an actor. and to become adirector i could not do anything. would you like to see what'snot in these pictures? do you want to hearthe story of my film? sir, you aren'teven listening to me.
sir, step out of your film. and you step out of your dreams. there are 25 like youwaiting outside... and tomorrow there will be 50 more. you're good for nothing. neither do you have the seductivecharm of a lover nor the grace of a wife. you are very dull. i've been livingon sugar for two days... so how can i look spicy?
hold on... take this and havesomething to eat. and think about what youwant to do with your life. not everyone can become an actor. one dosa. let's go somewhere else. why? we can be by ourselvesat some late night show. it will be fun.
i'll pay you. how much? 20 rupees. only 20 rupees for me? take it. bloody pervert! you're at the end of yourlife and you want a fresh climax? neither do you've the seductive ofa lover nor the grace of a wife. there are 25 likeyou waiting outside...
c'mon girls show more engery. just a minute... i'm not dull. who are you? what do you want? don't you remember? you gave me somemoney before rejecting me. here's your money. i'm sure i have something for whichthat guy forked out 20 rupees. sudhir, where is that girl?
how do i shoot the song sequence? where do i get a girl who won'tmind ripping her own skin? your whip scares the girls away... you want me to do it? think you can bear the pain? i bore it for so long, i'msure i can bear it ahead too. pan the camera. some say the glass is half full... some say it's half empty.
and some are like silk. they say at least there is a drink. enjoy it. it's stupidity. but often stupidity managesto get things done that... sir... sir... sir... you want to take the camera through the girl? - do you? what sort of a shot is this?
you horny bastard, filthy mind... - sir...- shut up! you play the flute behind myback and now you want to sing! - give me that reel.- please sit, sir... i left the shot for oneday and see what happened. sir, we'll cut it, please... if you don't cut thereel, i'll cut you somewhere... and then you won't know whetherto wear trousers or skirts! what's the occasion, amma?you're all dressed to kill.
who is the poor guy? check out the newspaper,your movie is out today. aren't we going for 'firstday, first show'? look... amma... wait here,i'll just get ready. everybody should know that... every film has only one hero... director! every film one hero...
who? everybody is staring at you. who is that?- the director. oh...- come on! take off your sunglasses. okay, mother. where is our seat? amma, we'll watch myfirst film from up close. you mean it's the first row?
here it is.- no, here. - wow, it's selva ganesh's film.- yes! his films are entertaining. off with your sunglasses. - amma...- yes? mark my words, now all myproblems will go away. the dance director saidhe liked my performance. really? another thing, amma...
my life has moved from'pack up' to 'action'. now i won't let it slip away. hey! shhh! stop talking. what do you mean'shhh'? she is the heroine. she is the heroine? the heroine? if she is the heroine,can i get a refund? is this your song?
no. this one? probably this is your song. no... where is your song? miss heroine... heroine... can i at least have yourautograph? what has she done? she's there in the whole film.
reshma...- madam... can i have your autograph? people in hollywoodare probably wondering.. ..why i am wastingmy talent in india. i wish you had left forhollywood before putting me into a loss. i would have been better off. sir, you haven'ttasted real respect yet. nayla has written sucha fantastic review. look at the wonderful thingsthat have been printed. hey... you english show-off!
i would've been happy if atleast the tickets were sold. sir, you wait and watch... because of this film, you willhave a trophy in your hand. and a begging bowl in the other. nowhere in the film did the'hero reason' come alive. not 'hero reason'. it's heroism. if you know it, whydidn't you portray it? sir, the thing is...
one man thrashinga dozen bad guys... and a dozen hot girlsfalling for one man... doesn't click with the audience. real films are those that compelthe audience to think. the audience wants tofeel something else... and you want themto feel their mind? abraham sir deleted one song. that song wouldhave worked wonders. - which song?- this one... take a look.
let me watch it. dear friend... you should go to hollywood. we will miss you but you should go. you robbed the film of its life! life? you mean... that fatso... i will add this song asa special feature and... release the filmagain in smaller towns.
that will definitelyrecover some money. abraham, what are you doing? what are you doing? what did you do that for? you've set the positive on fire. i still have the negative. mark my words, this girlwill set the screen on fire! hey, what are you doing? - i'm taking a picture.- you can't do that, get out!
i want a ticket. not you again! the amount you have spenton watching this film... would have got you the girl. - are you serious?- of course! selva ganesh has provedonce again that... he will go to anylength to make money. this is not a film,it's a volley of abuses. this is the respect that i like.
the more these critics pan myfilm, the more my film will earn for me. well done, vimal. good job.- thank you, sir. i want this girl. if merely her glimpse can arousethe crowd to this extent... imagine what will happen if she danced to an entire song! get her. but sir, i don't know who sheis or where she came from. well then, find out. i'm sure someone knows. if she is present in the song,she hasn't appeared out of thin air.
find her!- yes, sir. this girl will bemy biggest discovery. who is it? what is it? g... g... g...- g... g... what? who are you?- i... i... i... what do you want? money! what's this?
that's one less than hundred. i bought this for one rupee. are you high? should ibring you back to reality? forgot everything?- film... i saw your film. ever since then i'vebeen saving up for you. you are lying! i haven't acted in any film. go away from here... get lost! the middle word in life is... 'if'.
the big 'if'! if only that bastard selvaganesh had spent five more minutes.. ..in the bathroom... if only he had driven5 kmph slower... everybody's life wouldhave remained the same. but no. he was eager to screw me and how! even sitting on acouch didn't feel safe. the sun rose thatday to shine reshma..
and to burn me to ashes. baby, should i call for more? enough, amma. baby, all the people who've hadbreakfast with me in the past... today enjoy dinnerat 5-star hotels. join hands with me and the worldwill praise you with hands joined. have some more... keep eating. and you will be the best. i can see it, youhave that... desire.
silk! today onwards your name is silk. and your name is mr. worm. silk is created by worms. baby, whether i'm selvaganesh or mr. worm... but all i am is anopportunity for you. and this opportunitywon't come by again... it will only go to someone else. this song should be totally sexy.
sexy..- hellosir. - take shot like.. c'mon take shot. okay, sir... music... camera! one, two, three, four... oh god! silk, no heat... no heat! we want to titillate the public...
not put them to sleep. and sir, extraordinary shot. sir, extraordinary... but one more, sir, please. okay. cut it! silk, what are you doing? imagine surya sir isa log of sandalwood. and you are aserpent... wrap yourself around him.
and surya sir, very good shot. but she's a newcomer, sir.one more shot, sir, please. sorry sir. george... surya gives onlyone take. that's it. here i am... sir, please, sir... a day with surya is wortha hundred thousand rupees! understand?
a good looking fruitisn't always sweet! set up my solo shot. hey you... come here. what's your name? reshma... silk. two names to go by and youcan't do one silly step. see this... plastic cover?
whether it's there or not... it makes no differenceto the cigarette. similarly... whether you are in this film ornot... it makes no difference to anyone. you know something... if there's no cover and it rains... the cigarette won't even light up. pack up! heroine says thatit's going to rain.
i've been hit by ashoe because of you. but i won't let it happen again. you made surya sir very angry. you go! and don't ever come back. what are you doing in here? i'm here to get tuned, andthen we can make some music. you switched yourmelody pretty quickly. it's your personality, sir.
i've been admiring yousince i was a little girl. i was scared to be next to you. now that's believable. if god puts in an appearance... the devotee is bound to be scared. sir, please give me another chance. why should i? i'll be devoted to you. i'll do anything you want me to.
don't you read the magazines? the magazines say that... i've tuned 500 girls. but have you ever tunedone girl 500 times? - is it true about the 500...- no... 501! sir, surya won't act with her. sir, there they come.- we'll manage. i guess surya siris all charged up.
suryakant may die but hewon't let go of a new girl. she's doing it all wrongagain, she missed a beat. to hell with the beat,look at that heat... she'll set everyone on fire. extraordinary, sir, very good, sir. mind-blowing, sir,very good shot, sir. madam... ticket please. that's your seat, sit there.
how does it matter?this place is empty. i don't want problems later. go and sit accordingto your ticket. ticket please. mother... congratulate me. your son has stoodfirst in college. bless you, my dear. you've fulfilled all my wishes. if only your dadwere alive today...
very good shot, surya sir. excellent shot. just like a young boy. that was... that was very good. you are veryconvincing as my mother. naylaji! what a pleasure,what brings you here? last month's magazinehasn't sold well? probably because youdidn't grace the cover!
so what's brewing... under cover? this is new! lalitha was the heroine in your lastfilm and both of you were hot. and now she is playing your mother? you see... youth ismeant to be tasted... not wasted! a heroine's life... is like an elected government. the party lasts for five years... after that it's there for support.
sometimes left...sometimes right... and sometimes even centre! i've heard that new girl, silk, isa passionate supporter of your party. everybody is talking about her. of course, i gave her a break. she is very talented. when god has blessedher so abundantly... there's no harm intaking a piece of the pie. you know me...
i believe the more i can be ofhelp to others, the better it is. but she is a quite down market. you write up on her was perfect. well, i have to, surya sir. to portray men as saints... women have to bedepicted as demons. sir, madam is here. yes. - see you later.- what about my interview?
we'll do it later.? this is important. quick, some filtercoffee for madam. is silk here? the cinema hall was filled withmen... every one of them only to see me. and as soon as the songwas over, they left. it was amazing. don't be so excited. take a look at what naylahas to say about you.
- who is nayla? - the most important film critic and gossip queen. when she writes,everybody pays attention. she says selva took the helpof dirt to sell his film. dirt... that's you. look at my picture,it's so gorgeous. now, i will stop at nothing. help me with more work... but why should i help you? because i love you and...
we still have 499 timesremaining to get tuned. come in... so, akbar and anarkaliare on talking terms? sir, good sense of humour, sir. abraham, this is silk. hello. surya sir, i want to talkto you about my next film. and this film will showcase you. you won't need a cheap and disgustingact to promote this film.
abraham, everybody knowsyou make good films. thank you, sir. i owe it all toidli, rasam and rum. but your filmsaren't... commercially successful. they captivate theaudience at film festivals but... they fail to bring ineven a dog at local theatres. - is that right?- right, sir. spice it up, abraham, spice it up. add some sex.
have silk dance to anumber or two, whatever you like. let me tell you... successful films are thosethat... have the right spice. - right, selva?- you are genius, sir. it's a curse, selva. it's a curse. sir, i'm a director, not a pimp. i want to make afilm, not sell sex. perhaps you can work withthat cheap girl but i can't! right.
fine, selva you direct it. okay, sir. then bye. i wasn't dejected thatthey chose silk over me... i was dejected thatthey decided so quickly. why do you have a problem with me? i have a problem with your parents. they shouldn't havegiven birth to you. my parents didn't give birth to me.
silk was brought into this world... by the people who admire me. your admirers occupy the firstfour rows in a cinema hall. the 40 rows at the back are mine. i will prove that films don'tneed gimmicks like you to sell. films need three things to sell... entertainment,entertainment, entertainment! and i am entertainment. a woman is like a rainbow.
as many faces as the colors. some consider her a lottery. if you win, you've hit the jackpot! some think of her as love. if you fall in love withher... you will gasp for every breath! but she ravaged me like poison. that now even waterburns me up from inside! your sweet torment surreptitioustorment here and around
i am angry you are thereason cajole me my love i will tease you you are a bombastic girl aha aha aha ooh la la, ooh la la,ooh la la, ooh la la you are my fantasy don't touch me, don't touchme, don't touch me, don't touch me i am a young lady now
when touched byyou my heart whistled give me a sweet kiss on my cheeks your youth, is fluid which has drenched my heart aha you brought the rain whatcould my poor youth do? no no no no no by dropping your saree repeatedly you make me restless after storming a fire in me
what can the poor saree do poor thing oh poor thing oh no - you are my fantasy- ah ah - i am a young lady now- hey hey hey hey - you are my fantasy- oh oh you want to interview me? at my place?
this evening... great! - amma... - what is it? it was a call from manorama magazine. they want to interview me. they want to show theworld how stars live. no film star lives likeyou do. refuse them. amma, these opportunities don'tcome by again and again... they will only passon to someone else. what will you show? thetiny room you live in? i brought this deer from africa.
superb, sir. this gun is anantique from bulgaria. sir, deep breath, stomach in. move away. don't touchcamera. i'll take photo later. - click my picture...- come in. go away... get lost! oops... you're early. ma'am... i can come back later. now that you are here,let's begin the interview.
you mean like this? but have you worn something? do you bathe with your clothes on? - no.- exactly! having a bath with yourclothes on is cheating... and silk doesn't cheat. what you see is what you get! what are you doing? you are only taking my pictures
what about my house? when the goddess ispresent in her full glory... who cares about the temple? bye, madam. butter became of amul. what about the cow who gave milk? my film made that silk. she shed her modesty.. everyone stopped looking at me.
silk is very good atcreating headlines. but this isn't right, sir. a girl, that too an actress... moreover on the front page! bad news, sir. she's flying high. let her. no matter how highthe popcorn goes... it always falls back in the pan. excellent, sir,excellent! that's brilliant!
what are you looking for? someone from manoramahad interviewed me too... but those idiotsdidn't print anything! when will you grow up? you brought all thisto your new house too! what if surya sees it? he will be pleasedthat before i met him... i would make do with his pictures. surya and you are worlds apart.
i'm worried. a thousand girlslike you are crazy for him. and a thousand guys likehim are crazy for me. what's to worry? we havethe world at our feet. he has anotherlife... he is married. if i had met him earlier,perhaps he would have married me... and i would've beenhis wife's place. 'if', 'perhaps','i would've been'... when these words crop up inlove, it's better to step back. amma, i know i don'thave any right on surya.
but what can i do? thereare no brakes in love. - but. - let's talk about something else, amma. you know something, sit... - do you hear that?- what? listen carefully. i don't hear anything. that's the bestpart of living here. you don't hear theneighbours and no unwanted sounds. silk, make it more seductive.
come on. this scene should makethe public go wild. make it hot. hey what.. leave me! mr? worm, take your shot. that was fantastic. what a shot! very good, very good...
very good. so silk... were youthinking about surya sir? why think about someone, with whomi can be whenever i want to! ratnamma, i havedialogues in this film. i'm very nervous. people will laugh at me. why did the worm haveto have a premiere? what is this? - i won't attend the premiere.- why not?
ratnamma, i'm a dancer. i don't even have the'ting' of acting in me. don't be mad. - you can't go inside.- i know her... listen to me. - i said you can't go.- let me at least talk to her. - silk madam...- you can't go in. ratnamma... i'll call you later. just let me talk to her! silk madam... silk madam!
silk madam... how are you, madam? you! silk madam... how are you? i'm good. god is playing games with me. i thought... a thousand rupeesmight be enough but... you... you seem to be... very rich.
even a million won't be enough. you've been lucky for me. every time you appear... somethinggood definitely happens. now you're leaving me high and dry. i'm giving the security guarda thousand for the kiss. thanks a lot, madam. you are very nice some people make filmstouch the heart. some people makefilms touch the mind.
the body part theywanted to touch... well, this film was a hit there! she was playing tunesin people's heart. and i was beingplayed like a fiddle. thank you... - very nice.- you liked it? thank you. what a film, what a film! you liked it?
like? i haven't seen such a disgustingfilm in my life. there's something nice and superbabout this film. silk? now you will realise that to makea good film you need a good director... not a dancer! but don't you worry. youthink this film will do well? not a chance. but i am still willingto work with you.. because you gave me my first break.
here... have this and... even the abuses will sound sweet. mr. worm! that bastard rippedeverything apart! forget about him. i am sure even his alcoholis as bad as him. but... what if his words come true?
we haven't made this film for him. our fate will be decided on friday. industry has sunk to new lows... thanks to selva ganesh and... more importantly silk. by nayla. down with silk! cut.. cut. surya sir.
smile please. hey silk. hello silk... it's been so long. is this the first time you're here? you act very well even in reality! sir, a little closer, please. yes, that's fine. let's go inside. the actionalways takes place inside.
all night you stick to me like glue...- hello! otherwise you don'teven want to hold me. hello... control yourself, silk. the people here know me. if my wife hears aboutthis, it won't be good. see you laterã¡at the farmhouse. so, now what? enjoy the race. lay a bet on a good horse.
i've bet on you. don't let me down. evening... farmhouse. that's silk. what is she doing here? are people likeher┬ã¡allowed in here? let alone her films, i don'teven look at the posters! you are... here atthe race course... why not? can't i cometo the race course?
i'm a star too. you think only these well dressedpeople with their english.. ..accents can come here? - you are silk, aren't you?- yes, so what? i am your fan. i didn't think anybodyhere would know me. apart from a dozen horsesand a few asses... there's no one herewho doesn't know you. - on 3rd no.- one minute.
- here.- listen. i want to lay a wagerthat number 9 will win. how do i do it? silk madam, don'tbet on that horse. this horse has never won. nobody has ever bet on him. did anyone imagine thatindia would defeat west indies.. ..in the cricket world cup final? but india won!
if nobody bets onhim, why will he win? he's a horse, not an ass. here's the money. it will. ramakant sir... finally someone bet on your horse. this horse neverwon a race for me... but i hope he winsthis race for silk. come on come on, mountain storm.
c'mon. oh no! at night you prefer to be like thehands of a clock at 12 o'clock. but during the day, yourclock says 6 o'clock. i have to control, silk. yesterday if we were seentogether... you would've lost nothing... but i would've lost everything. so, which horse did you bet on? the horse that won.
i'm the horse that wins. surya! radhika! bloody hell. go hide in there... your dress. surya open the door. go in will you... go in... surya please open the door.
yes? just coming... - what's matter.- when you're came. what do you mean by it. party was sobored. i got head pain. so i thought to take rest. press my head noone does it like you. silk never took the easy path. then how could herlife ever be easy? she had broken a million hearts...
and now her heart was at stake. people say only theheart breaks but they're wrong. every single part ofthe body goes into mourning. the throat becomes dry... and cheeks remain cold... eyes welled up withtears... and heart... empty. i learnt aboutsilk's misery much later... otherwise i would've celebrated. excuse me!
are you alright? why wouldn't i be? should i get a taxi foryou? why? don't you have a car? you... will come along... with me? - why not? are you going to rape me?- what? why would you say that? excuse me... just a minute, please. don't worry. just do it.
you aren't thefirst man to think... 'while shifting the gearif i could somehow touch her.' what... no... i wasn'tthinking of that. you work for suryakant? i'm his brother. suryakant... ramakant... brothers. did you see his wife go in? that's when you figured that...
since the permanent oneis in, i will sneak out. one brother takes me to bed and... the other is erectinga bed in his mind! why are your thoughtsalways so twisted? because virtue doesn't standa chance in this world. what do you do? i'm a writer. i write. which was your last film? i haven't got the first one yet.
and you'll never get one. why not? according to you, there's onlyone hero in your family. and that's suryakant. according to you, who is he? hero or... a villain? i've given up classifying people. moreover... the hero and villaindon't matter...
because i'm thevamp in every story. i want to go home... will you take me there? you see that window? i escaped from it onthe eve of my wedding. won't you go in? this award goes to silk. and to give this award... i would like to call mr. suryakant.
i want to present an award to the person who chose silk for this award. she is despicable and... the person whochose her even worse. but mister... who the hell are you? abraham... director. been a long time since i saw you. i finally realised... where to be seen and where not. success has gone to your head.
but many like youhave come and gone. i haven't come here to go away. look, i'm up here and theothers are down there. you think the peopledown there adore you? they are laughing at you. they know very well thatyou don't belong with us. you are the fantasyfrom last night.. ..that nobody talksabout the next morning. you are our dirty secret!
at least say thanks... i really don't knowwhere to begin from. if i begin right at thestart, my mother will be hurt. if i talk about thepresent, you might feel offended. because today i won't stop. everybody's right eye is twitchingand heart on the left is throbbing... anticipating what i'm about to say. you must be wonderingwhy you ever put... a nobody like me on a pedestal.
some people are famousbecause of what they do. i'm infamous for what i do. vulgar... disgusting... sexy... dirty... the words that are appliedto describe me. just so someone's filmcould take off... i was used as a boarding pass.
yet people say i'm vulgar. you made me dance... but nobody noticed myeffort or my sincerity. you were busy noticingsomething else. yet you label me disgusting... my films are not meant tobe watched with the family but... people watch them alone andend up with a bigger family. if i open a few buttons... then everyone willbreak into a sweat.
don't you worry... i'm leaving... because except for me, everyoneelse here is honourable. but i must say, your honouris unbelievable. you make films aboutsex, you sell them... you watch them, you show them... you even presentthem with awards... but you're scaredto acknowledge them. neither will youchange, nor will i.
wrap yourself withyour so-called-honour and... i will carry onshedding my clothes. i will continuemaking these dirty pictures. and i will bring these dirtypictures before you. who are you? nayla. oh! so it is you who writes allthe bad stuff about me. it will be bad if i stopwriting about you.
what do you mean? i mean... what you're doing todayis a rebellion. years later people willcall it freedom. i don't get you. stay as you are... like a storm... don't think too much. because if you do,you'll fade away.
i am silk. i'm not some film thatwill change after the interval. that's surya's wife andshe's coming towards us. finally i've met you. i've heard a lot about you. i'm sure you have... but there's a lot more to me. i like you better in personthan on the screen. i heard a lot about you tooand you're less either.
he looks just like his father. he even behaves like him. you have no idea... what it is like to bea superstar's wife. even so there isn't alot of difference between us. there is a lot of difference. no, radhikaji... the difference is as big as a mole. i have a mole near my heart and...
you have one... on what you sit. how do you know? your face gave it away. that you have a mole... right where i said it is. when human is alone,his eyes blink less. her eyes look for someone whois feels near and dear to him. hey writer boy!
are you going to stand by yourbrother and not talk to me? you're pretending asif you don't know me. what do you want? tell me. what i want... can only be enjoyed at night. night? why not now? what will people think? what will surya think?
right here, right now? this is between you and me. actually... things didn't work out with surya. now it's all up to you. i'll see you at night... alone! what are you doing? youare doing it all wrong. do it right. don't hold it, let me do it.
you're doing it all wrong. i know how to slide it in. is this your first time? never mind me. slideit in properly. we haven't even movedyet and you're all wet! whatever you do,do it nice and easy. now ease into first gear... slowly. easy, yes... slowly...
slow. look straight ahead. slowly... yes, that's the way. look straight ahead. now add a little pressure on thispedal, it's the accelerator. okay... thanks. now thatã¡you've bought a car... you should've hireda driver as well.
i bought the car from thewinnings at the derby. i can't decide whether... i should hire a driver or a jockey. do you know that was my horse? really! well then... you are lucky for me. no, you are lucky. i saw you whispering to thehorse before the race. what did you say?
it seemed depressed. i said nobody has everlooked at my feet. hold your head highand leave everyone behind. and it did. your words are soloaded with horsepower that... theyã¡rein in theã¡wildspiritã¡in men.. ..while theyã¡revive thesagging spirit of horses. tell me... who holds your reins?
meaning? if i spell it out, you'll blush. do you have a girlfriend? in the beginning, a girlfriendis delicious as cream... but then she slowly engulfsyou like cholesterol... and finally strikeslike a heart attack! fine, i'll see for myself... how long an asceticalcelibate like you can resist.. ..the charms of a single woman.
ooh la la, ooh lala, ooh la la, ooh la la you are my fantasy ah ah trying to meet you is like jumpingacross anã¡electric fence. sit. you can get a 440volt shock anytime! did you think i'm a little battery? i'm a transformer. transformer! are you planning on givingme something lethal? are you out of breath already?
you better save some. neither is it your birthday normine. so what's this cake for? blow away your old life. and wish your new onea happy birthday. what do you think you'redoing? are you okay? many who have gained fame hidebehind their black deeds. at least you are covered in white. you are crazy. happy birthday.
- what are you doing!- to you too! hello! hey guys, stop press now! anything new about silk? i have something that willcreate a sensation. tell us, nayla.what did silk do now? i haven't thought about it. about what? what do i label silk?
manipulative or helpless? vamp or just a victim? how are the pictures? i'll cut them out. what about the rubbishwritten about us? i don't know what has been written. in fact, i don'tcare and never did! i cut out the pictures, butonly if they are good. a newspaper may gostale in a day...
but the news in itremains fresh for years to come. and these journalists never writeanything good about you. now they've labeled you draupadi. one should neverbreak one's own rules. when she was carefree sheused to soar like a bird just few bothersand wings were cut. ma'am... nayla madam is busy at the party. she said she can't meetanyone and i shouldn't let anyone in.
didn't you tell her it's silk? yes, ma'am, i know you. i told her. what's this party about? ma'am, the party is to celebrate nayla madam's best journalist award. a lot of high profilepeople and celebrities are present. kumar... yes, madam. - call the police.- yes. i guess they heard i'm on the way.
yes, sir. but they are lookingin the opposite direction. honk... honk! otherwisethey won't give way. i can't stay herelike these idiots. let's go back. i'll check what's going on. move! one minute. - are you alright?- yes. stealing thethunder from nayla's party.
you are unbelievable, silk. why ruin just oneparty, when i can ruin two! driver, start the car... come on! there are many starsin this industry, silk... but there's only one hero- you. that was unbelievable. you publiclywrecked her private party. now nayla will never celebrateanything, not even her birthday! once silk decides onsomething, she goes through with it.
surya, for instance. his mouth was open likean uncovered manhole. i hope you didn't mind... me kissing you. my heart said so and i did. even though the heartis on the left... its decisions are always right. wow, the writer rises... you should sleep.
tomorrow i have narratethe story to vijayan. and you have a shoot too. we just left two peopleburning with anger... and you want to put it out? if i stay back, afire will start over here. then let it. ooh la la, ooh la la you are my fantasy... you don't call out to otherswhen you're on the edge.
the bullet exits the gun... the villain's spiritexits his body... the end of the film. - and the audience exits the theater.- what kind of ending is this? i didn't even havea fight sequence. swords are pulled outof their sheath... clothes ripped apart... bodies ripped apart...blood all over. that leads to the end of the film.
you should have a swordfight, yes a sword fight. sir, the lead hero is a cop. how could he have a sword? that's a valid point. perhaps an ancestral sword... a family heirloom. but, sir... thelead hero is an orphan. boring! lead heroes of the60s and 70s were orphans.
we are in the 80s now. let him have a family. and a sister... give her dignity...and then take it away! his sister's trampled dignity... should reflect on his sword. now that will heighten the climax! - what do you say, vijayan?- sir, what an imagination! genius... sir, you're a genius!
it's a curse,vijayan. it's a curse! what do you think, rama? i have one word... superhit! sir, sensational,this will be sensational! silk couldn't differentiatebetween a man and a horse. a horse at its peakwill win derbies. but a man at his peakmoves like time itself. then he can neither stop.
do youremember... when we first met... you couldn't utter a word. and now you make excuses! there was a time when i'd merelythink of you and you would show up. and now... - you think twice before meeting me.- cut it! what are you laughingfor? you think this is a joke? you are the onemaking a joke, madam. we shot this scene yesterday.
i need a cigarette! silk... what's going on? once upon a time, you'dact out a scene and.. ..i didn't feellike calling out 'cut'. but it seems like you don'tfeel like acting anymore. how can i? there's nothing new to do. everyday it's the same old scene,same old dialogue, same old story. you can only act inone particular film...
and i'll make it. i know why you'reso arrogant today. you've signed on thatnew girl, shakeela. but venkat sir... there can never be another silk. and we don't want anothersilk! everyday it's something new. a new spat with surya... or a new scene with hisbrother. or your love for the bottle. in that case, 'pack up'!
make this film with that... that girl... shakeela! silk, wait, don't make a mistake.you'll regret. people who walkout on their work... spend the rest oftheir lives begging for work. but they get nothing. i am silk. silk. don't forget i'm a star.
when stars fade away, they becomeone with the darkness. and when the baredarkness strikes... the first thing it takesaway is the star's shine. hello... ramakant, please. madam, he is busy at apooja. [religious offering] pooja? for what? madam, it's a poojafor his new film.
tell ramakant it's silk! sorry madam, i can't disturb him. hello, give the phone to ramakant! - madam...- tell ramakant it's silk! it's silk madam ontheã¡line. she wants to talk to you. tell her i'll call her later. i'm sorry, madam. i can't disturb him. suryakant sir...
sir, i'm very happy. one brother willwrite, the other will act. - today is a great day.- and silk will dance. greetings! - you're on time.- excuse me. vijayan! yes, sir? silk... will not act in this film.
the audience has seen everyinch of her talent. sir, as you wish. but sir... the publicdemands excitement. we will change the trend. everything that silk did... we'll get the heroine to do. that's fine... sir but what aboutthe heroine's image? the public goes for the goods ondisplay, the store doesn't matter.
when honour is disrobed... it's the 'honourable' onesthat enjoy it the most. you're right,absolutely right, sir. ramakant, what do you have to say? silk madam on the line. what a coincidence. we were just talking about you. i'm here with vijayan and surya. they don't want youfor their next film.
and i think theirdecision is right. you won't do this film. absolutely not! on the first day of the shoot... i would like to introduceyou to my parents. hello, silk ma'am. i am mutthu. i am a small time film maker. i would to work withyou. this is my card.
drop it at my place. okay, thank you very much. excuse me. well, the set is beautiful. congratulations. it's all thanks to you. and don't make a mess today. my parents will be here soon. your mother is fine but...
how old is your father? silk, please! relax will you! i'm a hit with themen in your family. you know... i don'tlike such jokes. ramakant sir... please come here. one second. i'm a big fan of yours. i am shakeela.
so you're shakeela! you've heard about me? yes.. but it was probably a lie. why do you say that? do you have a mirror at home? break it... because it's lying thatyou can be another silk. you are wrong!
i'm sure i have something... i have the talent. is that so? come on then! there is that nightof the honeymoon i am that night the joy of that night i am that joy that knocks the lover senseless
i am that intoxication the mantra to love and relationshipsthat you have read i am that book i am that book. i play like thebanjo i blossom in dreams gentlemen, make me infamous i intoxicate you like whiskey i grapple like a hiccup get intoxicated, my gentleman
we forget ourselves give me a drink like that my every move is killerand i sting with my lips. i pinch like a knife, seemlike bullet and i'm like venom. what suites everybody'sbody, i'm that gold. burn but doesn't burn, once ignitednever douse, i'm that flame. hey.. bad half...sullen...departed broken, is your dream without me
it is only me i am thatintoxication blend us together when the man's time is right, historn clothes to become a style. and when time changes, thesame people go to tear his clothes. let her go! she isn't worthy of you. women like silk don'tbelong at home... a bed is where they belong. what have you done, silk?
i had told you... don't think. you gave up too soon. say what you want to! couldn't you control yourselffor just one night? what difference would that make? would your parents thinki'm a decent girl? what is their impression now? they think you arelewd and disgusting. well, you're in lovewith someone like her.
that's my character on screen.i'm not like that in real life. you mean you'll stay likethis all your life? lewd and disgusting? the thing that made me silk... how can i let it go? surya was right... women like silk don'tbelong at home... of course, aã¡bed is wherethey belong isn't it! silk's noose isready for both of you.
you call me lewd and disgusting... see how i ruin you! anyone is here. get up. anyone is here. get up. c'mon talk with me. please talk. if exchange of heartsentailed hanging then this world wouldhave been hanged long time ago.
love and affectionsaren't always with you but its enmity whichgo long with you. that's why neither silkcould accept defeat nor i. what you're proposingis a very big risk. think about it. when god hasblessed you with one life... why think twice? no, think again. you could lose all thatyou have earned.
i never thought i'd getwhat i have earned. you need to do a lot offilms to earn that much. but only one isenough to lose it all. it's your blood andsweat... that's why i'm telling you. i've seen you rise up... i can't bear to see you fall. silk trusts her mr. worm. i love your idea of a triple role! one mother and two daughters.
that's what i thought. when people see one silk, theirtongues hit the floor. when they see threesilks together... their trousers will hit the floor! remember abraham? - what about him? is he dead?- no. he is alive. he is also makinga triple role film. and he is playing the lead.
ramakant is writing the script. mr. worm... do you know whysilk is so expensive? because it is meant to shine. let him make his film. we will watch itand so will the public. the era of hate was over. now it was time to destroysilk, once and for all. she stole my ideato compete against me!
i will put an end to her! - very good.- hello, mr. worm... good good! mr. worm, will the trouserscome down or not? everything will come down. your cheque. where is she... picking on me you havedug your own grave. let me just see him i'llpour earth on him.
you stepped on thebeach and the tide subsided. when the tide rises... you will be the first to drown. i even swam throughthe giant waves in aã¡storm... and that's thereason i've survived. but you... you're back to whereyou started from. well, even you've come to me. you can't live without me.
my biggest fan. i'm here to celebrate your defeat. don't have anyone to celebrateyour success with? i hadã¡told you... you can't defeat me. but the fight was a pleasure. silk is born to give pleasure. to her well-wishersand her opponents. and you are extra special.
that's what the newspapers say. but there's somethingyou still haven't revealed... the fact that you like me. flop actress. she had the last wordlike the lead hero. her mouth revealed morethan her attire. i like her? i... if she were the last woman onearth... i'd castrate myself!
murli... - murli...- coming, sir. a large coffee, please. and for the two women? beer or tequila? success does bestow acertain energy, murli. two girls? it's not what you think. one brought you home last night.
and the other iswaiting outside with her camera. ask the one withthe camera to wait... and send the one fromlast night packing! i'm leaving! last night was great, wasn't it? no way! and you should bewith silk, not me! all night you kept talkingabout that disgusting woman! oh, i'm sorry baby.
tell me something... when i was talking about her... was it with hatred or affection? the problem is i... i hate her... but she thinks i love her. i want to know whatmy feelings have to say. you are mad... you're absolutely mad! bye... i will call you.
yeah, sure! you don't even know my name! yet you spent thenight with me and... are calling silk disgusting! how did i end up in this shakespearean tragedy, silk? earlier i fought with you andnow i'm fighting for you! your girlfriend lefthurling abuses at you. she was nothing. last week a girlalmost broke my head!
back then you were nothing... now you are. next week again i'll be nothing. i'm not some film thatchanges every week. you just reminded me of someone. i imagined i was the onlyantique piece around here. hey, by the way, congrats. you've defeated silk. i can't believe you guys!
i get no credit for my success. you're congratulatingme because silk failed. abraham... whose corner are you in? our corner or silk's corner? i hate her. and if you want to continuetalking about her... then this interview is over! i didn't know that... silkis such a sensitive topic.
what brought about this drasticchange in your films? you see... one day i was watchingmy own film and i fell asleep. that's when i realised something. entertainment, entertainment,entertainment! silk... anything important? i have come here to get high. you know actingalways gets me high. silk, you know very well that... neither i nor anybody elsewill give you any work.
but if you want some money... do you have five rupees? five rupees? when i first tried to get intofilms, someone told me... that nobody would give me any work. he gave me five rupeesand sent me away. sir, give me five rupees. probably those days will come back. i was the dog that...
had gone mad after biting silk. i never let afriend get close to me... but silk was, all thanksto our enmity. why did i go to her? for company? for lack of afriend, an enemy would do. don't stare at me. it's as if the oven is awaitinga marinated chicken! at least try to give yourselfsome respect in your words.
anyway, what are you doing here? for lack of afriend, an enemy will do. i've destroyed you... i was here to see how manystitches silk needs. have a coffee... i'll pay for it. two silk coffees, please. the coffee that goes bymy name is quite famous. try it. it's the bestcure for a hangover. you will burn in hell!
and you... you will enjoy it as a bonfireand warm your hands. my heart and mind werecaught in a duel. i guess i was too high thati began to like silk. the mind warned... 'don't bean idiot, control yourself.' for every man there is a woman. if you can stay away fromher, life will be great. otherwise it's over. i viewed from differentangles... in different poses...
even stood on my head... but same results. i can never like you. you better get yourself checked... or you won't like yourwife the day after your wedding. do you have any alcohol? do i look like an idiot? that i offer you a drinkand let you abuse me? i want a drinkbecause i don't want to abuse.
i think you're the type of girl... who looks better after a drink. this is the worst! you mean it strucka chord in your heart. the colour of thebathtub is awful... there should'vebeen more bubbles... i didn't like it. then give it back. i'm keeping it. what about this?
even children wear moreclothes than you. if you managetoã¡live up to a ripe old age... you will look exactlylike your mother. that's not my mother... it's me! nayla wanted tointerview my mother. you know nayla... she can be very persistent. it was not easy tosay 'no' to her... but it was easy to becomemy own mother.
so... i dusted my hair withpowder, wore a dull saree... and gave the interview. have you done anything straight? why didn't you takenayla to your mother? my mother had slammedthe door on me. why wouldã¡they talk about me... when they are embarrassedthey gave birth to me. if you weren't born at all, howwould the world ever know... that women can also be like you!
is that an abuse disguised as praiseor praise concealed in an abuse? i can't praise you... and lately i can't even abuse you. be careful, abraham. i guess... you'restarting to like me. i told you,ã¡you'rethe type of girl... who looks better after a drink. have you ever been in love? love that leads you toã¡bed...
yes. love that takes away your breath... no. how many people have touched you? many have touched me... but nobody has evertouched my heart. this is what happens when... a boy and a girlmeet, they get close... they kiss... end of story.
i've gained infamy because of that. but if this story ends herelike this, it will be... be what? it'll be a sin. love is a song of the gods love is a festivalof lights for the heart love is a fragrance love is a burst of morning hues love is a lilting waterfall
love is a prayer love exists in every breath love lays in the eyes separate my heart from my soul destroy me in love make my existencecomplete with love to you i surrender all my love. my love is an absolute submission. i think of you in the morning
i think of you at dawn my destiny holds only your name in your fire i burn playing with the coal in my dreams, i walkahead to tell you... to you i surrender all my love my love is an absolute submission
walking together our hands leave each others' grasp don't meet me in such paths talking the night fades away meet me in those nights who am i? who is god? where you are i find everything our lips meet my lips blossom
why should i move away? i surrender all my love. i'm sober, and yet you'restill beautiful. silk you've spoiled to abraham.. nothing else could beworse than this, silk. even your enemy doesn'thate you anymore. hello? - who is it?- i'm. - who is there?- arvind.
who is it you want? ask, 'what do you want?' my money. all of it! i told you i will give it back... i'm not going anywhere. you have my house as collateral. listen, madam! as soon as i sign my nextfilm, i will return everything. i saw your last film andthe empty theatres.
you think anybody willã¡offeryou a film? you have until next week... or you can forget the house. i had no idea thatsilk was so badly shattered. she herself didn't knowwhat was she up to. oh great, you are here. come... i've been waitingfor you. come in... everything is readyfor you. everything.
what do you meanready? what's the story? script... dialogues? story... sexy. dialogue... sexy. expression... sexy. madam, from your head to yourtoe, you should onlyã¡exude sex. i don't get it... what's going on? - don't worry.- i don't think i can do it.
listen to me, please. don't be scared of them. they are all junior artists. but you are different. they are rehearsing. come with me. have a seat. i'll explain it to you. we will do exactly as you say. don't worry at all.
just a minute. listen madam... right now i have a film... and money. it's yours, keep it. madam, right now you don'thave either of them. what are you worried about? do it. trust me, just do it. i suggest you have a drink.
relax... then think about it. no problem at all. - drink!- yes, sir. you make one film with me and i willplant a garden of money for you. and then, both money andfilms will chase you! here take this... don'tthink, just take it. come on! good. are you okay?
madam, we're ready for your shot. come! good. good silk. make it sexy. that made people mad. c'mon silk com on. light on. start the camera. raju remove your cloth. hurry up.
suresh zoom the camera. come one silk. go close. very good. police police... run! hey run! hurry up. leave the camera. my money. you run from here. police has come. hey madam are you gone mad.
amma! you are silk, right? hey, madam. remsha was running not silk. that reshma who want to be famous. she can't tell thatshe has lost her name. why don't you freshen up... if you needanything, he will help you. this way, madam.
please. come on, silk... pick up. i have such a big surprisefor you... answer! i haven't been ableto talk to silk. i guess she's not at home. there's something ineed to do right now... so, tomorrow i'll take you there. alright. 'congrats! what afilm! brilliant acting!'
everybody had words of praise. the buttons of my shirt gave way... my chest was sopuffed up with pride! then what was i missing? i was at the party... but my thoughts were elsewhere... silk... silk... silk... her name kept ringing in my mind. but she...
she wasn't evenanswering her phone! - hello?- there's something strange about you. when i ignored you, i bumped into you everywhere. now when i want to see you... you decide to vanish. abraham, do yourself a favour. find yourself someone nice. listen... i have a big surprise for you.
you want to sign me for your film? even better. i'm waiting. right now... i'm stuck at a boring partywith boring people. who is there? the usual suspects. suryakant, ramakant, venkat,vijayan, selva ganesh... tell them i've said 'bye'.
where are you going? to bed. i'm very sleepy. see you in the morning. promise. i'll see you. he has point. abraham sir... it's your party. wewere looking for you. you just vanished.
where were you? i was talking to silk. the bus isn't moving, then whyare you running after it? she's worthless. you can talk to heranytime. enjoy the party. what did she have to say? she said bye to all of you. is she going somewhere? it's the right thingto do, ramakant.
she should go away. there's nothingleft for her anymore. when life becomes miserable, that'swhen you begin to understand it. and a million questions arise to whichyou will never get the answers. why didn't mother hug me assoon as she opened the door? why didn't i realise that... worshipping a star and lovinga star are two different things. the person whom youtaught to stand up for himself... why didn't he stand up for you?
everybody wanted to feel me, whydidn't anybody hold my hand? you can hear the pagesturn in a library. you can even hear honkingin a 'silence' zone. but when ears that are accustomedto applause fail to hear the abuses... life begins to resemblean empty theatre. i don't know whether silkwas right or wrong? the matters in a person'slife runs for really long. but the judgmentsare passed up there. up there.
silk must be creatingan uproar up there as well.
aha you brought the rain what could my poor youth do? - you are my fantasy- no no no no no oh no.
