Shree 420

Synopsis: Wearing torn Japanese shoes, English trousers, a red Russian cap, and a Hindustani heart, orphaned Ranbir Raj comes to Bombay to make his fortune. He pawns his gold medal, gambles with the money, loses everything, & the balance is pick-pocketed. He ends up on the beach, meets with Vidya Shastri, a teacher who runs a private school, and both fall in love. Ranbir gets a job in a laundry. When he goes to deliver some clothes to Maya, she notices that he has a way with cards, gets him to accompany her to a casino of sorts, where he wins Rs.20000/-, which unfortunately is pocketed by Maya. Then a rich industrialist, Sonanand Dharmachand, approaches Ranbir, hires him to work for him, and soon Ranbir is on his way to a wealthy life. Vidya gets a first hand look at this wealthy life, and decides to break up with him. Sonachand teaches Ranbir that in order to make money one must never discriminate between the rich and poor. So they set out to offer homes to the homeless for Rs.100/-. Watch what
Genre: Comedy, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Raj Kapoor
  2 wins.
 
IMDB:
8.1
Year:
1955
168 min
521 Views


Damn it!

One, two, three cars...

Absolutely useless.

What's wrong? What happened, driver?

Why stop?

Sir, a vagrant is lying

unconscious on the ground

He must be a miserable

fellow with no money

Driver, put him in the car

You know it's my duty to

serve humanity

He is unconscious. It looks

as if he hasn't eaten a thing.

He may be love sick

He looks like a...

- Driver fast to the hospital

O God! Save my soul.

Doctors want only to operate

So you were faking it,

pretending, eh?

I was completely worn out.

I didn't have train fare

Driver, stop the car!

Blasphemy! Fake!

Get out of the car!

As you please.

You were kind a minute ago

Does he suffer from fits?

How dare you! Do you know

who you're talking to?

Seth Dharamanand

I don't have any sympathy

for your sort

If you want to reform, swear

that you won't lie or cheat

And you'll speak only

the truth

On the contrary, if you lie,

you drive in a huge car

Soft hands apply eau-de-cologne

Speaking the truth you suffer

Driver, let's go.

He looks like a crook

Seth Sonachand, if I'm

a crook, a 420...

...You're...

Bombay 420.

Let's go, old pal

My shoes are Japanese.

My trousers are English.

The cap on my head is Russian

but my heart is Indian.

I venture into

the big, wide world

I walk with my head held high

Where does my destination lie,

where will I ever settle?

The Creator up above us

only knows

Like true soldiers,

we forge ahead

Up and down,

round and round...

...flow the eternal

waves of life

Foolish are those

who sit on the side lines

With little care

for their country's fate

To forge ahead is like life,

To stop still is like death

There may be many a prince,

many a ruler

I am like a prince,

just as spoilt

I sit on the mighty throne

Whenever I feel in the mood

Cry the crowds in amazement:

He looks very familar

The cap on my head is Russian

but my heart is Indian.

Alms!

Is Bombay filled

with only deaf people?

Only the deaf live here.

- And the blind

People in Bombay

hear the jingle of coins

This is Bombay, Bombay

High buildings are made of cement.

People have hearts of stone

Only one thing is sacred,

that's money

Move aside.

It's time for business

Business? You mean work?

That's what I'm looking for.

What can I do to earn my keep?

Do what I do... beg!

Tell me, what kind

of work can I find?

Let me think it over.

Are you educated?

B.A. passed. Look at my

degree. I have it here.

Reliable?

I have a medal for honesty,

a gold medal

Can you work hard?

- 24 hours a day.

No jobs here

No jobs? No work even for

someone educated? Why?

Because this is Bombay.

It's a big city

If you look for work,

you'll never find it

If you live by lying and

cheating there are 420 ways

Thank you, boss.

I've learnt a lot today

How much are these?

- Don't touch

8 annas a dozen,

2 annas for 3

What?

Eight annas a dozen

or two annas for three

Two annas for three.

No, three annas for two.

3 annas for 2. It isn't free.

How will I survive?

Take them at 2 annas for 3,

or get lost.

Why do you insist?

3 annas for 2

No way! 2 annas for 3

Think it over

Two annas for three

Three annas for two

He must be nuts

Come over here

You want 2 for 3 annas?

Here...

Now we're talking

Oh yes, the money...

I don't have any

Some other time, but remember

3 annas for two

Here, pay me later

What if I never pay?

I'll think my son ate them

How old is your son?

- He's of your age.

Thank you.

You won't misunderstand?

You don't have bananas

but a heart of gold

I'll pay

He really is nuts, so naive

Like a banana?

Don't throw the skin anywhere.

Some don't care about others

They peel the banana and

they fling...

...it anywhere

Uncouth people eating bananas

and throwing the peal anywhere.

What nonsense!

- This is Bombay

Everyone laughs at others

When they slip themselves,

they stop laughing

You're right, brother

Tell me. Is there a pawn shop

in the area?

It's over there.

Everything is sold and bought

Vidya, you've come

to collect your earrings?

No, I've come to sell

these bangles as well

The school isn't running well?

Get the money from the cashier.

Keep them. When you

have the money, return it

Who knows? Maybe I won't

ever see that day

Why talk like that?

It saddens me

One day, a prince will come

into your life

He'll be handsome and rich.

When he sees you, he'll be yours

And then he'll marry you.

He'll shower you with jewellery

Then you can return

all you owe me in one go

Take the money. Greet your

father. I'll visit on Friday

What is it?

What can I show you?

Nothing to buy,

something to sell

That's exactly

what they all say

What is it?

- Honesty

What?

- I'll sell honesty

Here it is

Rashtriya Orphanage

Honesty Medal

How much will I get?

If honesty is sold,

what's left in life?

Did you say something?

- No, nothing

Uncle, I'll be off

You pawning it or selling it?

I thought I'd sell it

It's always been with me.

I'll sell it and be done with it

Maybe someday...

Forty rupees.

To get it back, pay 50

Now you watch! With these

40 rupees, I'll buy Bombay

That's what everyone thinks.

But no one can buy Bombay.

Bombay buys everyone.

Everyone ends up right here

I've got money

Here's a 2 rupees

Show!

I'll pay 5 rupees.

I have it here.

My money!

Who's taken it?

You scoundrels!

420's! Crooks!

Thieves! You play cards

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Khwaja Ahmad Abbas

Khwaja Ahmad Abbas (7 June 1914 – 1 June 1987), popularly known as K. A. Abbas, was an Indian film director, screenwriter, novelist, and a journalist in the Urdu, Hindi and English languages. He won four National Film Awards in India. As a director and screenwriter, Khwaja Ahmad Abbas is considered one of the pioneers of Indian parallel or neo-realistic cinema, and as a screenwriter he is also known for writing Raj Kapoor's best films.As a director, he made a number of important Hindi-Urdu films. Dharti Ke Lal (1946), about the Bengal famine of 1943, was one of Indian cinema's first social-realist films, and opened up the overseas market for Indian films in the Soviet Union. Pardesi (1957) was nominated for the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival. Shehar Aur Sapna (1963) won the National Film Award for Best Feature Film, while Saat Hindustani (1969) and Do Boond Pani (1972) both won the National Film Awards for Best Feature Film on National Integration. As a screenwriter, he penned a number of neo-realistic films, such as Dharti Ke Lal (which he directed), Neecha Nagar (1946) which won the Palme d'Or at the first Cannes Film Festival, Naya Sansar (1941), Jagte Raho (1956), and Saat Hindustani (which he also directed). He is also known for writing the best of Raj Kapoor's films, including the Palme d'Or nominated Awaara (1951), as well as Shree 420 (1955), Mera Naam Joker (1970), Bobby (1973) and Henna (1991).His column ‘Last Page’ holds the distinction of being one of the longest-running columns in the history of Indian journalism. The column began in 1935, in The Bombay Chronicle, and moved to the Blitz after the Chronicle's closure, where it continued until his death in 1987. He was awarded the Padma Shri by the Government of India in 1969. more…

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