Road, Movie Page #4

Well then...

at least we have ganja.

One...

Two...

Three!

Hey kid, tie it firmly.

You too, Vishnu!

What did l tell you?

Wait a minute.

Use my cell phone.

l'll cover this side.

You get Ten Rupees from the adults.

Kids are free.

Where's my lucky charm?

Hurry up.

Oh God.

This is a really boring scene.

Let me cut it out.

Hey, start the film!

Don't screw up this time.

Massage! Hair oil massage?

6 rupees, sir. Only 6.

No! Leave me alone.

Parijat leaves.

Yup. Organic.

Here, another lot of 500.

That's a total of 45,000 Rupees.

So Vishnu, still

want to sell the truck?

Are you thieves?

Running from the police?

Ask him...

l'm not a thief.

lt's my father's.

This cinema?

-No. -Then it is stolen?

The hair oil.

- What?

My father makes hair oil.

So you sell hair oil?

You're a salesman?

No. l don't sell oil.

l'm not a salesman!

Oh, l get it...

l'm just driving the truck.

Yeah... Driver.

Let's show movies

and sell hair oil!

We'll make a ton of money.

Massage. Hair oil massage?

Vishnu, stop.

Vishnu, stop!

Are you crazy? They'll kill us.

You're crazy. Run and

they'll kill us for sure.

Stand up and confront them.

Vishnu, stop!

Why did you break into my property?

Speak up!

Look...

Look there...

ln front of you, And there.

All around you!

As far as your eye can see...

and beyond.

All this is mine.

l own it.

Every single drop...

that falls from the sky...

is mine.

Now l'm going to

teach you a lesson.

Take them away.

Burn the well...

Let it be a warning to others.

lt's the world's best

water distribution system.

And l run it,

Single-handedly.

lf l bottled this water...

and gave it a fancy name...

would you still call me a criminal?

No!

You know what you'd call me?

A ''new company.''

A ''corporation.''

You'd give me medals and awards.

And you'd beg me

for interviews on TV.

But l'm better than any

blood-sucking corporation.

Everyone gets my water...

From the richest to the poorest.

He steals our water

and sells it back to us.

ls that right?

Well now...

l'm stealing you.

From now on, you're mine.

For free.

Who gives you the right...?

l take what l want.

When l want.

l have that power.

You steal our water

and sell it back to us.

You're telling me

how to run my business?

You're no different

from those corporations.

You pick on the weakest.

What can she do? Or the old man?

You're just a kid.

And you're a man?

l'll show you how to be a man.

Smell this.

Relaxes the mind.

Prevents hair loss.

Makes you virile.

Anything is possible

with Atma Hair Oil.

C'mon, oil your hair, become a man.

The comb.

How many bottles has he got?

- Two boxes.

Get them out.

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