Amal

What are you doing for Diwali, Amal?

Me too.

I double my prices on Diwali.

People will pay anything on Diwali.

You probably make a killing.

No, madam.

Hey sister, spare some change.

Get lost.

- Anything.

- I said get lost!

So you really never charge extra?

And I thought you only gave me

a good price because you liked me.

Thief! Thief!

Don't worry about it.

There's nothing valuable

in the purse.

I have my money. See?

But madam, wait here.

Someone call an ambulance!

Tea.

Hot.

Just tea?

How about some food?

Veg, meat?

Just tea.

Hurry up!

Make the big man his tea, quickly.

Lazy bums.

Standing around, doing nothing.

Hurry up!

What is this? Hey!

You call this Bournvita?

What are you saying?

I asked for Bournvita.

What is this?

You asked for tea.

You're saying I didn't ask for Bournvita?

You asked for tea, "hot. "

Really?

So you're calling me a liar?

Calm down and be reasonable.

I'm not giving you a penny

until I get my Bournvita, hot!

You said tea and will pay for it!

So you call this customer service?

Don't lecture me.

Get the hell out of here.

Fine.

You'll be out of business in a month.

Remember this.

Remember what?

Fuckin' vagrant can't even remember

an order.

How is she?

Not good.

Who are you?

We just brought her in.

Your names?

Amal Kumar.

Pooja Seth.

Did you get the car's licence number?

No.

You can go.

Will she be okay, Doctor?

We won't know until morning.

Thank you.

It wasn't your fault, Amal.

She stole my bag

and ran into traffic.

I know, madam.

Hey.

You brought the little girl?

Yes, sir.

I'm Dr. Shiva.

How is she, sir?

She's stable,

but in serious condition.

Listen, does this girl have any family?

Don't know, sir.

Why?

She might be here for a while.

What's the problem, sir?

You're...

What's your name?

Amal Kumar.

What do you do?

Drive a rickshaw.

Don't worry.

I'll do what I can.

But sir, this is only 50.

That's what we agreed on.

We said 70.

Coming from there, we had to take

a longer route because of traffic.

- Longer?

- It was a short cut!

What do you mean short cut?

You're all bloody crooks.

We agree on a fare

and you change your mind.

Asshole.

50 rupees.

I brought him here from CP for 50.

It's a fair price.

Auto...

Yes, sir.

Over here.

Madam!

Yeah! Come, come, madam.

Fucker.

Come, sir.

- You're free?

- Yes, sir.

Hey, I don't need your help!

Let's go.

- Hurry up!

- Yes, sir.

CP, Inner Circle.

Yes, sir.

Sir?

Are you feeling okay?

I'm not paying you to talk.

Just drive.

Sir.

- What?

- Cough drops.

What's going on?

Why have we stopped?

Construction, sir.

Metro work.

Get us out of here.

I don't care how!

Go...

Through there.

Faster. Faster!

Faster!

- Who's that?

- Sir?

In the photo?

My father.

Also a rickshaw driver?

Was, sir.

Was?

Someday we'll say the same about you.

What will you do

when the metro replaces you guys?

Where in the Inner Circle

would you like to go, sir?

Idiot, you missed the Outer Circle!

Sir?

I told you to take me to the Outer...

Inner... Outer Circle!

Sir, you said Inner Circle.

So I'm lying?

I'm lying?

No, sir.

My mistake.

I'll report you for this.

What's your name?

Amal Kumar, sir.

What?

I'll report you for this.

All rickshaw drivers

are money-sucking leeches.

Turn here!

There. Ahead.

Okay, stop.

Stop!

How much?

47, sir.

I'm giving you 37

because you're such an idiot.

And if you have a problem with that,

I'll keep your cough drops too.

Should I?

Whatever you like, sir.

What kind of a rickshaw driver are you?

Sir, not all rickshaw wallahs are the same.

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