Original subtitles

Mother... I've heard that...

a beautiful world exists beyond this village.

Big cities, grand markets and...

huge houses where movies can be seen.

There's nothing of that sort.

Now get down.

Mother, you always break my dreams.

Dreams are meant to be broken.

Get down. - No, I won't.

You won't?

What if I make you fall? Tell me.

You're my mother. You'll make me fall?

If your mother makes you fall, she will also help you to your feet.

If you fall in the city, no one will help you to your feet.

Get down... now!

No, I won't.

Get down.

Mother...

When He has blessed you with one life, why think twice?

We barely get down to it...

and the bitch next door is already on a roll!

Forget about her, darling.

Why don't you soothe what's excited in here?

Get off!

Get off!

Now go to sleep. We aren't doing it anymore.

Bloody idiots!

They can't do anything without making a sound.

Marbles, cricket... the choicest abuses...

He even made me wear boy's clothes.

If my father had his way...

he would even make me tease girls!

Didn't your mother ever stop him?

She gave birth to a girl instead of a boy, so she remained a mute spectator.

Amma, tell me something...

I have what boys desire.

So, who is better?

Me or a boy?

Stop talking nonsense. It's all rubbish!

Now don't be so coy. You're no less.

I can tell a lot of men have been hard at work over here.

Stop it!

What?

Last night was fun.

Tonight could be even better.

My wife has a night-shift...

so tonight...

I merely touched you and it leaked...

your pen!

If I come over, what will become of you?

You bitch!

My wife is right about you.

She is right about you too!

You like to go riding but you can barely stay on for a few seconds.

You are mine...

so why hide from you...

You can take a peek.

When you will truly be mine, then you can see the entire picture!

You can go in...

You can also go in...

You are out...

you can go back.

Okay, you can go in.

You are out.

- Sir... - You can't come in.

- The selection is done. - Sir, sir... I want to be an actor, sir.

And I wanted to be a director.

Sir, I don't want to dance like other girls.

I want to act, sir.

And I wanted to make offbeat films.

Sir, I'll do anything to become an actor.

And to become a director I could not do anything.

Would you like to see what's not in these pictures?

Do you want to hear the story of my film?

Sir, you aren't even listening to me.

Sir, step out of your film.

And you step out of your dreams.

There are 25 like you waiting outside...

and tomorrow there will be 50 more.

You're good for nothing.

Neither do you have the seductive charm of a lover nor the grace of a wife.

You are very dull.

I've been living on sugar for two days...

so how can I look spicy?

Hold on...

take this and have something to eat.

And think about what you want to do with your life.

Not everyone can become an actor.

Let's go somewhere else.

Why?

We can be by ourselves at some late night show.

It will be fun.

I'll pay you.

How much?

20 rupees.

Only 20 rupees for me?

Take it.

Bloody pervert!

You're at the end of your life and you want a fresh climax?

Neither do you have the seductive charm of a lover nor the grace of a wife.

You are very dull.

Not everyone can become an actor.

There are 25 like you waiting outside...

and tomorrow there will be 50 more.

Just a minute...

I'm not dull.

Who are you? What do you want?

Don't you remember?

You gave me some money before rejecting me.

Here's your money.

I'm sure I have something for which that guy forked out 20 rupees.

Sudhir, where is that girl?

How do I shoot the song sequence?

Where do I get a girl who won't mind ripping her own skin?

Your whip scares the girls away...

You want me to do it?

Think you can bear the pain?

I bore it for so long, I'm sure I can bear it ahead too.

Pan the camera.

Some say the glass is half full...

some say it's half empty.

And some are like Silk.

They say at least there is a drink.

Enjoy it.

It's stupidity.

But often stupidity manages to get things done that...

Sir...

Sir... sir...

You want to take the camera through the girl? - Do you?

What sort of a shot is this?

You horny bastard, filthy mind...

- Sir... - Shut up!

You play the flute behind my back and now you want to sing!

Give me that reel.

Please sit, sir...

I left the shot for one day and see what happened.

Where is it? Stop it!

Sir, we'll cut it, please...

If you don't cut the reel, I'll cut you somewhere...

and then you won't know whether to wear trousers or skirts!

What's the occasion, Amma? You're all dressed to kill.

Who is the poor guy?

Check out the newspaper, your movie is out today.

Aren't we going for 'first day, first show'?

Look...

Amma...

wait here, I'll just get ready.

Everybody should know that...

every film has only one hero...

Director!

Every film one hero...

Who?

Director!

Everybody is staring at you.

Who is that? - The director.

Oh... - Come on!

Take off your sunglasses.

Where is our seat?

Amma, we'll watch my first film from up close.

You mean it's the first row?

Here it is.

No, here.

- Wow, it's Selva Ganesh's film. - Yes!

His films are entertaining.

Off with your sunglasses.

- Amma... - Yes?

Mark my words, now all my problems will go away.

The dance director said he liked my performance.

Really?

Another thing, Amma...

My life has moved from 'pack up' to 'action'.

Now I won't let it slip away.

Hey! Shhh!

Stop talking.

What do you mean 'shhh'?

She is the heroine.

She is the heroine?

The heroine?

If she is the heroine, can I get a refund?

Is this your song?

No.

This one?

Probably this is your song.

No...

Where is it?

Where is your song?

Miss Heroine...

heroine...

Can I at least have your autograph?

What has she done?

She's there in the whole film.

Reshma...

Madam... can I have your autograph?

People in Hollywood are probably wondering...

...why I am wasting my talent in India.

I wish you had left for Hollywood before putting me into a loss.

I would have been better off.

Sir, you haven't tasted real respect yet.

Nayla has written such a fantastic review.

Look at the wonderful things that have been printed.

Hey... You english show-off!

I would've been happy if at least the tickets were sold.

Sir, you wait and watch...

because of this film, you will have a trophy in your hand.

And a begging bowl in the other.

Nowhere in the film did the 'hero reason' come alive.

Not 'hero reason'.

It's heroism.

If you know it, why didn't you portray it?

Sir, the thing is...

one man thrashing a dozen bad guys and a dozen hot girls falling for one man...

doesn't click with the audience.

Real films are those that compel the audience to think.

The audience wants to feel something else...

and you want them to feel their mind?

Sir...

Abraham sir deleted one song.

That song would have worked wonders.

Which song?

This one... take a look.

Let me watch it.

Dear friend...

you should go to Hollywood.

We will miss you but you should go.

You robbed the film of its life!

Life?

You mean... that fatso...

I will add this song as a special feature and...

release the film again in smaller towns.

That will definitely recover some money.

Abraham, what are you doing?

Abraham...

what are you doing?

What did you do that for?

You've set the positive on fire.

I still have the negative.

Mark my words, this girl will set the screen on fire!

Hey, What are you doing?

I'm taking a picture.

You can't do that, get out!

Ticket, ticket...

Blackie!

Blackie... listen...

I want a ticket.

Not you again!

The amount you have spent on watching this film...

would have got you the girl.

- Are you serious? - Of course!

Selva Ganesh has proved once again that...

he will go to any length to make money.

This is not a film, it's a volley of abuses.

This is the respect that I like.

The more these critics pan my film, the more my film will earn for me.

Well done, Vimal. Good job.

Thank you, sir.

I want this girl.

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... it makes no difference to anyone.

You know something...

if there's no cover and it rains...

the cigarette won't even light up.

Pack up!

Heroine says that it's going to rain.

I've been hit by a shoe because of you.

But I won't let it happen again.

You made Surya sir very angry.

You go!

And don't ever come back.

What are you doing in here?

I'm here to get tuned, and then we can make some music.

You switched your melody pretty quickly.

It's your personality, sir.

I've been admiring you since I was a little girl.

I was scared to be next to you.

Now that's believable.

If God puts in an appearance...

the devotee is bound to be scared.

Sir, please give me another chance.

Why should I?

I'll be devoted to you.

I'll do anything you want me to.

Don't you read the magazines?

The magazines say that...

I've tuned 500 girls.

But have you ever tuned one girl 500 times?

- Is it true about the 500... - No...

501!

Sir, Surya won't act with her.

Sir, there they come.

I guess Surya sir is all charged up.

Suryakant may die but he won't let go of a new girl.

Cut...

What?

She's doing it all wrong again, she missed a beat.

To hell with the beat, look at that heat...

she'll set everyone on fire.

Extraordinary, sir, very good, sir.

Mind-blowing, sir, very good shot, sir.

Madam...

ticket please.

That's your seat, sit there.

How does it matter? This place is empty.

I don't want problems later.

Go and sit according to your ticket.

Mother...

congratulate me.

Your son has stood first in college.

Bless you, my dear.

You've fulfilled all my wishes.

If only your dad were alive today...

Cut it!

Very good shot, Surya sir.

Excellent shot.

Just like a young boy.

That was... that was very good.

You are very convincing as my mother.

Naylaji!

What a pleasure, what brings you here?

Last month's magazine hasn't sold well?

Probably because you didn't grace the cover!

So what's brewing... under cover?

This is new!

Lalitha was the heroine in your last film and both of you were hot.

And now she is playing your mother?

You see...

youth is meant to be tasted...

not wasted!

A heroine's life...

is like an elected government.

The party lasts for five years...

after that it's there for support.

Sometimes left... sometimes right...

and sometimes even centre!

I've heard that new girl, Silk, is a passionate supporter of your party.

Everybody is talking about her.

Of course, I gave her a break.

She is very talented.

When God has blessed her so abundantly...

there's no harm in taking a piece of the pie.

Right?

You know me...

I believe the more I can be of help to others, the better it is.

But she is a quite down market.

You write up on her was perfect.

Well, I have to, Surya sir.

To portray men as saints...

women have to be depicted as demons.

Sir, madam is here.

Yes.

See you later.

What about my interview?

We'll do it later.

This is important.

Quick, some filter coffee for madam.

Is Silk here?

The cinema hall was filled with men...

every one of them only to see me.

And as soon as the song was over, they left.

It was amazing.

Don't be so excited.

Take a look at what Nayla has to say about you.

Who is Nayla?

The most important film critic and gossip queen.

When she writes, everybody pays attention.

She says Selva took the help of dirt to sell his film.

Dirt...

that's you.

Look at my picture, it's so gorgeous.

Now, I will stop at nothing.

Help me with more work...

But why should I help you?

Because I love you and...

we still have 499 times remaining to get tuned.

Come in...

So, Akbar and Anarkali are on talking terms?

Sir, good sense of humour, sir.

Abraham, this is Silk.

Hello.

Surya sir, I want to talk to you about my next film.

And this film will showcase you.

You won't need a cheap and disgusting act to promote this film.

Abraham, everybody knows you make good films.

Thank you, sir.

I owe it all to idli, rasam and rum.

But your films aren't...

commercially successful.

They captivate the audience at film festivals but...

they fail to bring in even a dog at local theatres.

Is that right?

Right, sir.

Spice it up, Abraham, spice it up.

Add some sex.

Have Silk dance to a number or two, whatever you like.

Let me tell you...

successful films are those that...

have the right spice.

Right, Selva?

You are genius, sir.

It's a curse, Selva. It's a curse.

Sir, I'm a director, not a pimp.

I want to make a film, not sell sex.

Perhaps you can work with that cheap girl but I can't!

Right.

Fine, Selva you direct it.

Okay, sir.

Then bye.

I wasn't dejected that they chose Silk over me...

I was dejected that they decided so quickly.

Why do you have a problem with me?

I have a problem with your parents.

They shouldn't have given birth to you.

My parents didn't give birth to me.

Silk was brought into this world...

by the people who admire me.

Your admirers occupy the first four rows in a cinema hall.

The 40 rows at the back are mine.

I will prove that films don't need gimmicks like you to sell.

Films need three things to sell...

entertainment, entertainment, entertainment!

And I am entertainment.

A woman is like a rainbow.

As many faces as the colors.

Some consider her a lottery.

If you win, you've hit the jackpot!

Some think of her as love.

If you fall in love with her...

you will gasp for every breath!

But she ravaged me like poison.

That now even water burns me up from inside!

Your sweet torment

surreptitious torment

Here and around

I am angry

you are the reason

Cajole me my love

I will tease you

you are a bombastic girl

Aha Aha Aha

Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my fantasy

Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me

I am a young lady now

Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my fantasy

Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me

I am a young lady now

When touched

by you

my heart whistled

Give me a sweet kiss on my cheeks

When touched by you

my heart whistled

Give me a sweet kiss on my cheeks

Your youth, is fluid

which has drenched my heart

Aha you brought the rain

what could my poor youth do?

Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my fantasy

No no no no no

Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me

I am a young lady now

By dropping your saree

repeatedly

you make me restless

By dropping your saree

repeatedly

you make me restless

After storming a fire in me

what can the poor saree do

Poor thing

Oh poor thing

I will tease you

you are a bombastic girl

Oh no

Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my fantasy

Ah ah

Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me

I am a young lady now

Hey hey hey hey

Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la, Ooh la la

You are my fantasy

Oh oh

Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me, Don't touch me

I am a young lady now

You want to interview me?

At my place?

This evening... great!

- Amma... - What is it?

It was a call from Manorama magazine.

They want to interview me.

They want to show the world how stars live.

No film star lives like you do.

Refuse them.

Amma, these opportunities don't come by again and again...

they will only pass on to someone else.

What will you show?

The tiny room you live in?

I brought this deer from Africa.

Superb, sir.

This gun is an antique from Bulgaria.

Sir, deep breath, stomach in.

Click my picture...

Click my picture...

Go away... get lost!

Oops... you're early.

Ma'am...

I can come back later.

Now that you are here, let's begin the interview.

You mean like this?

But have you worn something?

Do you bathe with your clothes on?

No.

Exactly!

Having a bath with your clothes on is cheating...

and Silk doesn't cheat.

What you see is what you get!

What are you doing?

You are only taking my pictures

What about my house?

When the goddess is present in her full glory...

who cares about the temple?

Thanks to Silk I was out of work.

All day and night she danced in my mind.

But she didn't care a damn about these things.

She was running in a race...

where you must look straight ahead.

Sir...

Silk is very good at creating headlines.

But this isn't right, sir.

A girl, that too an actress...

moreover on the front page!

Bad news, sir.

She's flying high.

Let her.

No matter how high the popcorn goes...

it always falls back in the pan.

Excellent, sir, excellent!

That's brilliant!

What are you looking for?

Someone from Manorama had interviewed me too...

but those idiots didn't print anything!

When will you grow up?

You brought all this to your new house too!

What if Surya sees it?

He will be pleased that before I met him...

I would make do with his pictures.

Surya and you are worlds apart.

I'm worried.

A thousand girls like you are crazy for him.

And a thousand guys like him are crazy for me.

What's to worry?

We have the world at our feet.

He has another life...

he is married.

If I had met him earlier, perhaps he would have married me...

and I would've been his wife's place.

'Lf, 'perhaps', 'I would've been'...

when these words crop up in love, it's better to step back.

Amma, I know I don't have any right on Surya.

But what can I do?

There are no brakes in love.

Let's talk about something else, Amma.

You know something, sit...

do you hear that?

What? - Listen carefully.

I don't hear anything.

Precisely! That's the best part of living here.

You don't hear the neighbours and no unwanted sounds.

Silk, make it more seductive.

This scene should make the public go wild.

Make it hot.

Leave me!

Darling.

Darling.

Mr. Worm, take your shot.

That was fantastic.

What a shot!

Very good, very good...

So Silk...

were you thinking about Surya sir?

Why think about someone, with whom I can be whenever I want to!

Ratnamma, I have dialogues in this film.

I'm very nervous.

Why?

People will laugh at me.

Why did the Worm have to have a premiere?

I won't attend the premiere.

Why not?

Ratnamma, I'm a dancer.

I don't even have the 'ting' of acting in me.

You listen to me nothing will happen...

I know her... listen to me.

Let me at least talk to her.

- Silk madam... - You can't go in.

Ratnamma... I'll call you later.

Just let me talk to her!

Silk madam... Silk madam!

Madam...

how are you, madam?

You!

Silk madam... how are you?

I'm good.

God is playing games with me.

I thought...

a thousand rupees might be enough but...

you... you seem to be... very rich.

Even a million won't be enough.

You know something...

you've been lucky for me.

Every time you appear...

something good definitely happens.

Now you're leaving me high and dry.

I'm giving the security guard a thousand for the kiss.

Thanks a lot, madam.

You are very nice.

Some people make films touch the heart.

Some people make films touch the mind.

The body part they wanted to touch...

well, this film was a hit there!

Thank you...

- Very nice. - You liked it?

What a film, what a film!

You liked it?

Like?

I haven't seen such a disgusting film in my life.

There's something nice and superb about this film.

Silk?

Now you will realise that to make a good film you need a good director...

not a dancer!

But don't you worry.

You think this film will do well?

Not a chance.

But I am still willing to work with you...

because you gave me my first break.

Here...

have this and...

even the abuses will sound sweet.

Mr. Worm!

That bastard ripped everything apart!

Forget about him.

I am sure even his alcohol is as bad as him.

But...

what if his words come true?

We haven't made this film for him.

Our fate will be decided on Friday.

Industry has sunk to new lows...

thanks to Selva Ganesh and...

more importantly Silk.

By Nayla.

Down with Silk!

Down with Silk!

Hello Silk...

It's been so long.

Is this the first time you're here?

You act very well even in reality!

Sir, a little closer, please.

Yes, that's fine.

Let's go inside.

The action always takes place inside.

All night you stick to me like glue...

otherwise you don't even want to hold me.

Hello...

Control yourself, Silk.

The people here know me.

If my wife hears about this, it won't be good.

See you later at the farmhouse.

So, now what?

Enjoy the race.

Lay a bet on a good horse.

I've bet on you.

Don't let me down.

Evening... farmhouse.

That's Silk.

What is she doing here?

Are people like her allowed in here?

Let alone her films, I don't even look at the posters!

You!

You are... here at the race course...

Why not?

Can't I come to the race course?

I'm a star too.

You think only these well dressed people with their English...

...accents can come here?

You are Silk, aren't you?

Yes, so what?

I am your fan.

I didn't think anybody here would know me.

Apart from a dozen horses and a few asses...

there's no one here who doesn't know you.

Thank you.

I want to lay a wager that number 9 will win.

How do I do it?

Silk madam, don't bet on that horse.

This horse has never won.

Nobody has ever bet on him.

Did anyone imagine that India would defeat West Indies...

...in the cricket world cup final?

But India won!

If nobody bets on him, why will he win?

He's a horse, not an ass.

Here's the money.

It will.

Ramakant sir...

finally someone bet on your horse.

This horse never won a race for me...

but I hope he wins this race for Silk.

Come on come on, Mountain Storm.

At night you prefer to be like the hands of a clock at 12 o'clock.

But during the day, your clock says 6 o'clock.

I have to control, Silk.

Yesterday if we were seen together...

you would've lost nothing...

but I would've lost everything.

So, which horse did you bet on?

The horse that won.

I'm the horse that wins.

- Surya! - Radhika!

Go hide in there...

Surya!

Go in will you...

Go in...

Yes? Just coming...

Press my head no one does it like you.

Silk never took the easy path.

Then how could her life ever be easy?

She had broken a million hearts...

and now her heart was at stake.

People say only the heart breaks but they're wrong.

Every single part of the body goes into mourning.

The throat becomes dry...

and cheeks remain cold...

eyes welled up with tears...

and heart... empty.

I learnt about Silk's misery much later...

otherwise I would've celebrated.

Excuse me!

Are you alright?

Why wouldn't I be?

Should I get a taxi for you?

Why? Don't you have a car?

You... will come along... with me?

Why not? Are you going to rape me?

What?

Why would you say that?

Excuse me...

just a minute, please.

Don't worry. Just do it.

What?

You aren't the first man to think...

'while shifting the gear if I could somehow touch her.'

What... no...

I wasn't thinking of that.

You work for Suryakant?

I'm his brother.

Suryakant... Ramakant...

brothers.

Did you see his wife go in?

Yes.

That's when you figured that...

since the permanent one is in, I will sneak out.

One brother takes me to bed and...

the other is erecting a bed in his mind!

Why are your thoughts always so twisted?

Because virtue doesn't stand a chance in this world.

What do you do?

I'm a writer. I write.

Which was your last film?

I haven't got the first one yet.

And you'll never get one.

Why not?

According to you, there's only one hero in your family.

And that's Suryakant.

According to you, who is he?

Hero or...

a villain?

I've given up classifying people.

Moreover...

the hero and villain don't matter...

because I'm the vamp in every story.