The Dirty Picture Page #3

If merely her glimpse can

arouse the crowd to this extent...

imagine what will happen if

she danced to an entire song!

Get her.

But sir, I don't know who

she is or where she came from.

Well then, find out.

I'm sure someone knows.

If she is present in the song, surely

she hasn't appeared out of thin air.

Find her!

Yes, sir.

This girl will be my

biggest discovery.

Who is it?

What is it?

G... G... G...

G... G... what? Who are you?

I... I... I...

What do you want?

Money!

What's this?

That's one less than hundred.

Why?

I bought this for one rupee.

Are you high?

Should I bring you back to reality?

Forgot everything?

Film... I saw your film.

Ever since then

I've been saving up for you.

You are lying!

I haven't acted in any film.

Go away from here...

get lost!

The middle word in life is... 'if'.

The big 'if'!

If only that bastard Selva Ganesh

had spent five more minutes...

...in the bathroom...

if only he had driven 5 kmph slower...

everybody's life would

have remained the same.

But no.

He was eager to screw me and how!

Even sitting on a

couch didn't feel safe.

The sun arose that morning

to shine bright on Reshma...

and to burn me to ashes.

Baby, should I call for more?

Enough, Amma.

Baby, all the people who've had

breakfast with me in the past...

today enjoy dinner at 5-star hotels.

Join hands with me and the world

will praise you with hands joined.

Have some more... keep eating.

And you will be the best.

I can see it, you have that...

desire.

Silk!

Today onwards your name is Silk.

And your name is Mr. Worm.

What?

Silk is created by worms.

Baby, whether I'm

Selva Ganesh or Mr. Worm...

but all I am is an

opportunity for you.

And this opportunity

won't come by again...

it will only go to someone else.

Okay, sir...

music...

One, two, three, four...

Silk, no heat...

no heat!

We want to titillate the public...

not put them to sleep.

And sir, extraordinary shot.

Sir, extraordinary...

but one more, sir, please.

Cut it!

Silk, what are you doing?

Imagine Surya sir is

a log of sandalwood.

And you are a serpent...

wrap yourself around him.

And Surya sir, very good shot.

But she's a newcomer, sir.

One more shot, sir, please.

George...

Surya gives only one take. That's it.

Here I am...

Sir, please, sir...

A day with Surya is worth

a hundred thousand rupees!

Understand?

A good looking fruit

isn't always sweet!

Set up my solo shot.

Hey you...

come here.

What's your name?

Reshma...

Silk.

Two names to go by and you

can't do one silly step.

See this...

plastic cover?

Whether it's there or not...

it makes no

difference to the cigarette.

Similarly...

whether you are in this film or not...

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