Rang De Basanti Page #4

Unless you emote from within...

...you won't understand these characters.

Try... it will come from within you.

BURP:

See, he's got a hold of his character already.

You understood the character pretty fast.

See! Now you look like a revolutionary!

Whateveryou say Gulabo,|you need me to create the mood.

DJ watch it.

Now she's upset!

Those are the words of a 23 year old.

That's how old Bhagat Singh|was when he died: 23.

Those were different times Sue.

Today, if you tell people that|you want to give your life foryour country...

...they'll call you nuts.

Exactly.

I don't think I can relate to this...

That's it. Don't think.

Feel. Just read the words,|Feel them.

Why don't we try again?

Let's try again...

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

...a job... a well settled life...|these things don't matter anymore.

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

I swear on Mother India...

This Aslam is a real stud...

Take a look at the packaging.|Poetry, palmistry!

DJ, I'm scared at times that|I'll remain a bachelor all my life.

Trust me I won't let you die a bachelor.

Promise?

It's DJ's promise.

You'll be writing people's destinies...

Your love line is very strong...

The man of your dreams will come|along in a black T-shirt and say:

Do I even have a love line?

You must have washed it off in the loo.

"Defence Minister Shastri has also been|implicated in the MIG-21 kickbacks scandal,"

This is really depressing.

"This is a blatant lie.|I am ordering an investigation."

UTv

See you guys.

You're my buddy...|I'll drop you home.

I don't need any help,|it's just two lanes away.

We aren't so drunk...|that we've forgotten where you live.

Idiots!

You're very lucky to|have friends like them.

One day this will all end.

We'll all go our separate ways.

But you can always keep in touch.

Doesn't happen.

Life gets busy.

Too many problems.|Getting a job, a house, money.

In college we are the|masters of our destinies...

But after college we have|to dance to fate's tune.

You know Gulabo.|I passed out 5 years ago...

...but I still hang around...

I don't understand.

...I don't ever want to leave college.

Why?

At least in the campus|I'm someone... people know me.

DJ's somebody...

People expect me to do|something big in life.

But when I'm out on the streets...

I'll just be like the rest of|the slobs in this country.

Nameless. Faceless. Scared.|Just walking the streets...

It's the beer...|Everything came out.

You know what else|I'm scared of?

Acting in yourfilm.

Don't worry... you're in safe hands.

Where have you been?

Hello Uncle... How are you?

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