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I don't have any here.

Don't you know, Sir?

The adjacent fields are theirs.

Whose?

Pratap Raja and his mother.

- Where does this water lead to?

- To your brother's field.

Change its course, you idiot!

This way... this way!

What are you doing, son? Why did

you have the water stop?

I am not your son.

I think of you that way.

Don't push your luck!

Your land can't get water

when our needs it.

What is this, 'yours and ours'

Pratap is your younger brother.

Once and for all,

I am nobody's brother.

You may get the water only if

I can spare it.

Don't dare take it without

my permission.

- He's giving orders already!

- What did you say?

Be thankful, I am stopping

the water for only a while.

Or your tears may have to

water the land.

Dear God! What have I done to hear

such words from a mere boy?

So many trees...

...how come the toddy

collection is so poor?

From now on, the toddy will be

sold from my house.

Yes, Sir, but what about

the thieves?

That's your responsibility

You ought to do something, too.

Sir, I give my word! I'll catch

these mother-f***ers...

...have their heads shaved,

and their faces smeared...

...then parade them on a donkey.

The shame of it will make them

leave the village,

Or never steal again.

It will be a real lesson.

As you like, but mind the toddy.

Just you see, Sir. You have

Sheikh Chand's word for it.

- Greetings, young master

- Greetings

Welcome, priest.

You have not been here

for a long time.

I was upset that you had not

ordered food from me.

I'll have the food sent for you.

All the same, what's the

real reason for your visit?

What reason could I have?

You see...

I only work for the good

of religion.

Festival of Krishna is here.

I've come for a donation.

Your father always relished

the food from my house.

How much should I give?

It's never too much when you

give to God.

Nobody cares for religion

these days.

The villagers rather spend on

drink and gambling.

Here is ten rupees.

It's unclean to give with your

left hand. Use your right, Sir.

Thank you. Many thanks.

Meet you at the Festival, then.

Have I bored you with my talk?

Shall I send your dinner tonight?

No. Some other time maybe.

Drunk again! No food. No clothes.

But you must drink.

While I have to steal a little

from here and there.

You've no shame. What if we

don't have a child!

Must you kill yourself

drinking toddy?

If the Master knew, he would

kick you out, you swine!

Whose cattle are these?

Lakshmi! Oh Lakshmi!

See, whose cattle are in our field.

Brother, we would be grateful...

...if you restore the water.

Our crops are dying.

I've said once and for all. You get

water only if we can spare it.

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