Rang De Basanti Page #3

The deal is off then,|we are not interested...

You know Russian quality is doubtful,|they can't afford to be arrogant.

Anyway in the open market they'd not get|anything close to the price we're offering.

And you know how many fathers|there are to every deal in India. Nothing.

Tell them we won't bargain,|they should wire the money to us.

I did try to warn you...|they won't turn up.

DJ promised me.

Oh! DJ promised you!

So you really are a filmmaker?

Karan... Why are you so late?

And where are the others?

The Young Guns Of India.|Very dramatic.

Where are you going?

Well that's one part cast.

I am sure Karan can tell us|where his friends are.

She's an eight. Yeah!

Wow! Nine.

What a girl!|Oye Chotu...

...get me a cup of tea...

Two, looks like she's got the flu...

Six...

Ten!|What?

Dude... Iooks at those legs!

Shake it baby, shake it...

Oh sh*t!

Don't be silly,|that's at least an eight.

Thought I'd find you|stuffing yourfaces.

You lazy good-for-nothings.

We were about to come... but...

...we are waiting for Karan actually.

Oh! So you were waiting for Karan.|Yeah!

Karan was there on time.

We are waiting for him here|and he was waiting for us there.

What confusion...

You're Ashfaqulla Khan.

You're Rajguru.|The hero right!

And you know who you are?

The Master of Disguise|and Deception.

Chandrashekhar Azad.

What lips...

Learn the lines properly,|we meet tomorrow.

Nine.|Sharp at eight.

That's fine.|We've already wasted a day...

Aslam, your sister-in-law looks|even better when she's angry.

What are you doing Laxman?

Greetings Mishraji.

Party High Command is really|happy with your work.

These demonstrations that you have|started against Western culture...

...they've helped us|overshadow other parties.

This is foryou.|And this is foryour boys.

It's not necessary, Mishraji.

I'm not doing this for money.

I really believe in the|principles of my party.

That's fine Laxman...

...but every movement|needs fuel... Keep it.

There is nothing|you can do to break me.

"Because I have made pain my friend."

"...As I hold Death's fingers."

DJ idiot, don't spoil my concentration.

Look, Death's finger.

"I've committed my life|to the freedom of this country.

...I know you want me to get married,|but I have made freedom my bride..."

"Your obedient son, Bhagat Singh."

Who talks like this for|God's sake?

My bride is freedom...

I think it's a good line for Sukhi...

Since no girl is ever going to marry him...

Let freedom be his bride.

Laugh bastards, laugh.

This is the sari round|of the Miss Freedom contest.

Just thought it would help|me get into the character.

Look guys this isn't going to work.

You have to work hard to bring|out the characters.

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