Salaam Bombay! Page #5

give a IittIe now?

-Forgive me!

-Don't touch me.

-One more chance.

-You stink!

BIoody pimp!

Lives off women!

Chacha, a tea, pIease.

He's been smoking too much.

Stop it! What's come over you?

I need it badIy. I need some brown.

Chaipau, get me some!

It feeIs tight inside.

Ask your mother for money.

She's not home.

I want to die. I want to die.

I don't want to die. Chaipau,

save me.

Don't worry, I'II do something.

I'II save money. We'II go back

to the viIIage.

It's IoveIy there. We'II Ieave this

Bombay, forever.

Stand straight! Didn't I teII you

to make it tighter?

But how wiII the poor girI breathe?

You won't stop breathing, wiII

you? Do as you're toId.

The first cIient is vitaI.

Take it off.

Yourjob's over. WeII done!

I'II send the money on. No need

to come here again.

Keep the door open.

What a beauty you are.

So IoveIy.

So innocent.

Like a rose in the gutter.

I'II take you away from here.

As soon as I get money...

I'II buy off the madam.

Do you understand?

I'II rescue you.

Be patient.

TeII me...

wiII you wait for me?

WiII you?

Don't let me down.

Don't break your promises.

And where were you? Am I

running a charity?

Where were you?

Working. I toId Insect to

do my rounds.

You toId Insect? Like you've ever

been on time!

Broke gIasses, made troubIe in 109...

Iost me business. I've warned

you before...

now you're out!

See dozens Iike you.

Here's 300 minus 50...

for aII the troubIe you've caused.

Don't come back. You're fired.

Can't ever coIIect trash these...

days. They're guarding that, too.

I toId you! Stop coIIecting trash.

CooIie work is best.

Shut up! You're Iike a

broken record.

Chaipau! Why such a Iong face?

Chacha sacked me.

Hey, feIIows, want to do ajob?

We know your kind ofjob.

Cash. Hard cash!

No guts, no gIory.

Count me in.

Need a boy to fetch miIk?

Yes, that's right.

LittIe girI, what's your name?

-You go to schooI?

-Yes.

And who are you?

Brothers.

Sit down. I'II bring you kids

something to eat.

Like a sweet?

Nothing, sir!

How did you get in? Who are you?

Thieves!

ChungaI, Ieave him to me.

I've got to pee.

Run, Bumpkin!

I'm CoaIpiece of Grant Road.

I'II save you.

I've studied to fifth grade.

I can even speak EngIish. HeIIo!

Shut up! As you Iike!

Salaam to the King of Bombay,

salute, my buddy

Celebrate big-city life, eat, drink

and be merry

Get it?

l'm the queen of butterflies,

here l come

l flit! l flee! l fly!

So what if the train's in! I'm

not budging.

Be it whiskey or be it palm wine.

Drinking is a must

Keep on drinking till you go bust.

Fantastic! Bravo!

What poetry! Let's hear another.

My perfume lingers in your beard.

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