Original subtitles

Think it over again.

You've got your own hospital waiting for you, son.

Are you sure about this job? You're going to a very strange place.

Well, somebody's gotta go, right?

One doctor for a thousand people. That's the minimum requirement.

Who are you?

Sir, Mr. Phutani.

-Sir, this is Gobind. -Sir, I'm the ward boy.

Indu, sir. I'm the nurse here.

Is this your usual route, Indu ji?

Yes, sir. I do this every day.

-What's this? -Sir, it's the blood pressure machine.

There's a hole in it.

Phutani bhaiya just estimates it.

-You guess people's blood pressure? Wow! -Yes, sir.

Like yours is really high right now, sir.

I feel tired all the time.

And gas issues too.

Sometimes, my chest hurts.

WHAT CAUSES TIREDNESS, GAS, AND ACHING JOINTS?

I am giving you thyroid medicines.

Do take them. If you recover,

it means the diagnosis was correct.

Ram Avtar ji, are you farming on this government land?

I'm not.

Alright then.

So if we have it cleared out, you won't have any problem with that?

-Hello. -Hi.

Dr. Gargi.

-Prabhat, Bhatkandi PHC. -Panapur PHC.

This is Dhelu. He'll handle the sweeping work.

But aren't you the sweeper?

I am the sweeper, sir. But I'm senior.

I am the MO at the clinic. The clinic is open now.

You people can avail treatment at that place for only one rupee.

We haven't had a single patient for 13 days.

That quack has people lining up in droves.

Can you lend me some money?

Sir has asked for medicines.

And you have already sold them.

I sold them to you.

Kishori bhai, this doctor doesn't accept money.

So, the doctor only came to treat people?

Indu ji, Sudhir doesn't tell lies.

I think he is suffering from a problem.

It could be DID. It's a mental health issue.

-But nowadays-- -Mental?

Is my son insane?

CMO sir or Babu Saheb?

-CMO sir. -I had a feeling.

Will my son recover, sir?

The one inside... Is he a relative of yours?

He is my patient.

My first patient.

Hey, listen up, listen up, listen up!

Mothers, grandmas, kids, old folks, everybody listen!

Come get treated by Dr. Chetak for just 21 rupees!

The pride of Bhatkandi Dr. Chetak is unbelievable!

Like paracetamol to sickness itself!

Boils or hemorrhoids A broken hip, a cracked skull

Dog bites, raging fever Or nonstop diarrhea

-He'll have you good as new, my friend... -Your mom didn't do your hair right.

How could someone do it so wrong?

Eat your breakfast first,

then head to school.

I'll go to the clinic, alright?

Always keep your hair like this. It keeps you sharp.

You look so good!

Go and fetch the betel nut box.

[Gobind's mother prays]

Bye.

Hey! Why are you drinking water right after eating a banana?

-You'll lose your voice! -So what?

I'll have Dr. Chetak get it working again for 21 rupees.

What did you say? For how much?

21 rupees! 21 rupees! 21 rupees!

GOVERNMENT DOCTOR AND STAFF QUARTERS LAMLETIYA, JHARKHAND

Hi, good morning.

Good morning.

I heard you didn't open the transfer order

for three days because you thought it was a warning memo.

Phutani and Gobind scared me.

Done unpacking?

In progress.

Nice place, isn't it?

I could smell rats around here last night.

-You-- -You always have a problem.

Buy some rat poison.

See you.

Hello.

Are you going to school?

I'll drop you off.

Mom said not to talk to strangers on the road.

Your mom is right.

I am Prabhat.

I am a doctor.

Mom also said that

if a stranger keeps bothering you,

then hit him with a rock.

No! Alright.

Auntie, he is the doctor at the government hospital.

He is so skinny.

You can practically see the veins in his hands.

He looks sick himself.

PRIMARY HEALTH CENTER

VILLAGE - BHATKANDI DISTRICT - BULSITIYA (JHARKHAND)

Greetings.

Hello.

-Hello. -Hi.

Greetings.

-Hello, doctor. -Hello.

My stomach hurts a lot.

-I'll take a look. -If you could...

-Good morning, sir. -Good morning.

I feel a bit feverish.

I'll see everyone one by one.

-Greetings, doctor. -Greetings.

Good morning.

-Good morning, Dhelu. -Good morning, sir.

Tea.

Dhelu, I asked you to get coffee, didn't I?

I have it, sir.

Okay.

Let me get a spoon.

DR. PRABHAT SINHA

Send the patients in one by one.

Okay.

Come. Tell the doctor. He'll help you.

-Sit. -Hello.

-Sir, he is first. Sit. -Have a seat.

-Tell me. -I've been feeling

feverish since yesterday.

I've got this strange pounding inside, too.

My head keeps buzzing, my mind feels all muddled,

and peeing feels harder than taking a crap.

Give me a shot that'll sort me out.

Can you translate this into Hindi?

No, doctor. You are right.

The dose was meant for three days.

But I had to go to a wedding in two days.

So I took the entire dose in one day to feel better faster.

-Okay. -Here you go, doctor.

I am not that kind of official. I can't accept that.

Did I offend you?

I will accept it since you insist.

I won't eat it alone. You must have some with me.

-What is this? -You asked me

to get a sample for the stool test.

It dried out after being wrapped in paper.

It will loosen if you put a little water.

No, sir. I got only one medicine, not three.

I prescribed three, so you must have received three medicines.

I swear, sir. Why would I lie?

I got just one.

You prescribed it for three days.

But I got it for only two days.

I took both doses in one day.

Phutani said that I'll get the meds after the stool test.

But I got nothing.

Okay, let me speak to Phutani ji.

You may go now, and please take this with you.

Oh, my God!

Why are they getting fewer doses?

Is Phutani ji up to something again? Ask him.

Sir, I asked Phutani bhaiya.

He said you think this isn't a government pharmacy,

but a magic mountain

where you keep prescribing and we keep supplying.

His words, sir, not mine.

How will this work?

We only have a few patients, and we still don't have enough medicine.

What will we do when we have more patients?

You're right, sir.

And don't even get me started on the government setup.

Government jobs are great. Treatment? Not so much.

Here, the doctor will sweet-talk you all day,

but medicine? Not a chance.

So come to Dr. Chetak for treatment!

We'll give you so much medicine, you'll get tired of chewing,

but we still won't run out! And...

BHATKANDI

DR. CHETAK KUMAR PHARMACY

PRIMARY HEALTH CENTER

PHARMACY DRUGS AND LOVE BUGS CAN BOTH SHAPE YOUR HEALTH.

DR. CHETAK KUMAR PHARMACY

"La-ce-ra-tion."

What is a laceration?

-Show me. -This one.

It was optional. Look.

I attempted the "delivery" question instead.

Alright, you didn't attempt it.

But what does it mean?

I study just enough to get by in the exam, nothing extra.

What will you do when you get a patient with a laceration?

"I am sorry, sir."

"Can I help with your delivery instead?"

Dad,

I will stay in college during the next break.

You can send me your questions, and I'll answer them on the phone.

Hey, if you don't come here during the break,

I will come to your hostel.

-Me too. -Right.

We'll all complete our MBBS together.

You'll understand then.

Just study with full focus, my child.

I have worked really hard and spent a lot of money

to send you to a medical college.

You know that, right?

Everyone calls me Daak Sahab to my face,

but they all call me a quack behind my back.

I don't want that for you. Got it?

I want you to study well.

Become a great doctor.

I'll open a hospital. You can come and practice there.

-Alright. -Okay?

Wow.

-It's time. I should get going. Yes. -You have to leave?

Come on. You'll miss your bus.

-Take this. -And, Dad...

-Yes? -I...

It takes me a long time to get from my hostel to the lab.

Everyone in class has a scooter.

-Everyone? -Personal.

Yes. With a scooter,

I'll save enough time to study the remaining optional questions as well.

Who knows, I might even top my college.

She is right.

You should get one too.

-Really? -Are you any less than the others?

Where will you buy one? Here or in Ranchi?

It would be better to buy one there.

In Ranchi, people make fun

-of license plates from here. -Do they?

They have shiny scooters in glass showrooms.

Yes.

Alright, I'll send you the money.

Get the one you like.

-Thank you, Dad. -Okay?

Bless you, child.

-Come on. Yes. -I'll get a red one.

-Study well. -Okay.

And let me know once you get there, okay?

-I'll go now, Dad. -Stay blessed. Okay.

Bye.

Daak Sahab!

Daak Sahab.

Ram Avtar Cha!

Look who is here.

The primary health center is right next to his house,

but he still comes here for treatment.

-Wow. -Learn from him.

-Come on. -Come on in.

Daak Sahab, I was here first.

Hey, boy!

I came into this world before your father.

Move! Stupid fellow.

You can go after him.

Come on.

Come on in, Ram Avtar Cha.

Oh God!

What happened? What's the issue?

-When I woke up this morning, -Yes?

my back started hurting.

Really?

Back pain?

Yes.

BACK PAIN IS VERY COMMON THESE DAYS. IT CAN HAVE MANY CAUSES.

-And? -Everything else is fine.

Wait! But something else must be bothering you, too, right?

Why? Don't you have any medicine just for back pain?

Of course, I do.

What is this, a government hospital

that doesn't even have medicine?

Uncle, this is Dr. Chetak's clinic.

Sick or not, you'll still get the medicine.

I am prescribing medication for you for three days.

You will feel better in just three days.

-Okay. Just add it to my-- -Wait a minute. Sit back down.

It's so early. You're my first case of the day.

Pay me something.

Then take it back. I don't have money.

You don't?

So what's in the bag?

-In here? -Yes.

This is toddy.

-Toddy? -Yes.

"Drinking toddy makes you strong,

beats all your demons."

"A little hit of the devil's grass,

outsmart all the monsters."

"Everyone, cheer up!"

Alright, I'll take this as payment.

-Arvind! -Yes?

Take him with you and give him the medicine.

-I'll pay you tomorrow. -Let me know after three days.

-I'll pay. -Let me know about the back pain.

-Come on, go get your medicine first. -Doctor, please give that back.

If you don't pay for the medicine, it won't work.

God,

you've always helped me.

My motorcycle, my job, everything was with your help.

This is nothing.

Help me with this as well.

Village Bhatkandi.

District Bulsitiya.

-Gobind Bhagat. -What's in the envelope?

Gobind Bhagat.

This...

This is my recommendation letter.

I've finished my 11-month contract here.

I'll get Prabhat sir and Indu didi to sign it,

and I'll give it to Babu Saheb, and my job will be permanent.

What if he doesn't agree?

Small man, small dreams.

Babu Saheb and I are from the same community.

We take good care of each other.

Go on.

Clean the clinic, and your mind too.

"What if he doesn't agree?"

Hello, sir.

Good morning, Indu ji.

How is Sudhir?

Sir, he is doing really well.

The doctor said that he doesn't need medication anymore.

He just has to go for a session twice a week.

-Nice. That's good progress. -Yes, sir.

Sir, what about the medicines I asked for?

-I wanted them. -Yes, right.

Yes.

Phutani ji must be on his way. I'll get it done once he is here.

-Okay, sir. I'll sign the register. -Yes.

Sir seems to be in a good mood.

Bring down the hammer.

You've got to strike when the iron is hot.

Phutani ji.

Sir, I wanted to ask you for a favor.

First, tell me where Phutani ji is.

He still isn't here.

I can see that too.

Why has he been late all the time lately?

Don't you know, sir?

His wife got upset and went back to her parents' house.

She isn't coming back.

So now Phutani bhaiya has to do everything she used to do.

Getting the child ready in the morning, sending him to school,

cooking, cleaning...

All that takes time.

Why isn't his wife coming back?

It's nothing, sir.

He promised her he'd never drink again.

Then one day, he went home after a few drinks.

That's when she got upset and left.

Can a man not have a drink after a long day?

No.

He shouldn't have broken his promise.

Why are you taking his side?

-No... -I don't like things like that, Gobind.

-You know that. -Yes, sir.

What did you want?

No, sir. It isn't urgent. We can talk later.

Gobind.

I just remembered. You wanted me to sign your letter.

Yes, I came to get that signed.

Please do it while you're here.

-You've been carrying it around. -Here you go.

Sir, you still haven't signed it. Please sign it.

-What letter? -Sir, it's my recommendation letter.

That's what I wanted to ask you about.

Okay.

Recommendation letter?

For Mr. Gobind Bhagat.

"Exceptional."

Praising yourself, are you?

If you have any complaints, you can write them down.

If I do that, how are you going to get a permanent job?

Sir, a recommendation letter won't get him a permanent job.

He'll get the job because he and Babu Saheb belong to the same community.

Aren't you a little early, Phutani ji?

No, sir. It's 10:30 a.m. I was supposed to be here at 8:30 a.m.

-You're sitting down again?! -I'm not sitting.

I'm protesting. I'm not taking another step.

I swear, I'm not going anywhere.

Be quiet.

You shouldn't have lied to me.

-Oh God! -You tricked me and got me to this clinic.

Who are they?

I'm not going in. Absolutely not.

Just come with me.

Do you really have to make a scene in front of the doctor?

Come on.

Come on.

Right.

I should respect a qualified doctor.

-Come on. -Sir.

Sir, please send them away. I'm telling you.

He is right, sir.

They are husband and wife.

But they fight as if they were enemies.

Sir, once the Panchayat held a meeting to settle their dispute.

The Panchayat ended up fighting among themselves.

They're still fighting to this day.

Hey, Phutani. What are you telling the doctor?

What am I supposed to tell him? He knows everything. He tells me...

Doctor, please just admit him.

Alright, but what is wrong with him?

That she is a crazy woman.

-That's what's wrong. -What? I'm crazy?!

-Am I crazy? -No, I am.

No, I am. My whole family is crazy.

My father must've been crazy to marry me off to you.

-Oh, God! My father was the crazy one. -Isn't that right, doctor?

He married me off to her for a color TV.

That's alright, sir. I am crazy.

Cure me of my madness.

Admit me here.

But admit him too.

Hey, this isn't an insane asylum.

He is right.

Sir, I think treating Sudhir was a big mistake.

Come inside, and we can talk.

-No... -Come on.

Do you see that, sir?

You can take this. Have some water.

-No, sir. It's alright. -No, please. I insist.

Would you like some tea?

-Black tea, sir. -Okay.

You too?

-Two lemon teas. -Two?

Two. Two teas for two people.

Dhelu.

Four cups.

Okay.

Now tell me

calmly what happened.

Nothing, sir. What could be wrong?

Nothing?

-Nothing?! -Nothing is wrong.

Why are you lying?

-Nothing is wrong. Shut up. -Why are you denying it?

Aren't you ashamed?

-Nothing's wrong? -Just shut up.

Can I speak, doctor?

He is always in pain because of gas.

I'm the one in pain, but somehow you always know all about it?

How could I not know? You stink up the whole house.

Doctor, how do I even say this? It's embarrassing.

-Don't trust this illiterate woman. -Am I illiterate?

-Am I illiterate?! Wow! -No,

-you're a BA graduate. -Hold on.

-Calm down. -How can you say that?

-You can't even sign anything. -Just a minute.

-Listen to him. -Just a minute.

Look, if both of you talk at the same time,

-I won't understand a thing. -Right, sir.

So from now on, only one person speaks at a time.

-Good idea, sir. -Okay?

First...

you're the patient. So you speak first.

Tell me. No need to hesitate.

Yes, sir.

-I have a little pain because of gas. -Okay.

But what man doesn't have a little gas?

Don't you?

Doesn't Gobind?

Look at Phutani bhai. He's full of gas.

A little.

Doctor, can I say something?

-No, sir. Don't-- -It's my turn to talk now.

-Don't let her speak. -Look...

-Yes. Go ahead. -It's my turn, right? Shut up!

Let her speak.

He had a little pain this morning,

and I knew

it would slowly get worse.

Bad enough that this man would tear the whole house apart.

This has been going on for three months.

I didn't want to wait any longer, so I dragged him here.

-What exactly did I do wrong? You tell me. -"Dragged him here"

She "dragged" me here like I'm some cattle.

A cattle that you tie a noose around and drag down here.

-Do you hear the way she talks to me? -Yes, cattle--

-Alright. Hold on. -Look--

Let me check him.

Do what, sir?

-Let me examine you. -Yes, go ahead.

What kind of work do you do?

I work on a farm. I'm a farmer.

Do you bring lunch from home?

I eat whatever is cooked at home.

Doctor, I make all his meals.

Okay.

Do you bring water from home?

No, sir.

There is a river nearby.

I drink from there.

That hurts, sir.

Do you drink alcohol?

-Yes? -Alcohol?

Yes, a little. Sometimes.

As if!

You don't have gas.

Based on your symptoms, you have kidney stones.

What did you say?

You have stones in your kidneys.

-Kidney stones. -Oh, God!

-Oh, God! -You've been in pain for three months.

Good thing she brought you here.

Otherwise, the pain would've gotten so bad that I would've had to come to you.

Get up.

Hear that?!

And you didn't want to come here.

You were seriously sick.

He'll be fine. I'll prescribe some medicine.

Keep drinking water.

-Everything will be alright. -Careful.

Hear that? You were seriously ill.

A disease can be cured.

But there is no cure for you.

You'll never change, will you?

What is your name?

Sir, Kumud Bhaskar.

-Kumud ji. -Yes?

I am writing down some medicines.

Please take them.

If you prescribe poison, I'll take that too.

Doctor, if you're prescribing poison, prescribe some for me too.

-Yes, sir. Give her mine. -Calm down.

These are the medicines.

Phutani ji will explain when to take them and how much to take.

Most importantly, drink plenty of water.

But don't drink from the river or just anywhere.

-I won't. -Take boiled water from home.

Okay?

-Phutani ji. -Sir?

Give them these medicines.

Sir, we don't have furosemide.

-You can't go out drinking anymore. -So now you're gonna make it at home?

Enough. Be quiet.

-Mix alcohol with water, -Do we have NFT?

-and all the germs die. -No, sir.

It becomes completely pure.

You don't understand the science behind it.

Drink water.

-Water will help you pass the stones. -Right.

-Okay? -Eat a banana too.

-I will pass them. -I'll get your medicines.

-Come with me, Phutani ji. -Sir.

Rohini, check this out! This water tastes different.

Phutani ji, I specifically ordered these medicines.

Why don't we have them?

Sir, I only bring whatever I get from the CMO office.

Why isn't the CMO office sending us medicines?

Are we making a mistake when placing the orders?

No, we're not.

Then file a complaint with the CMO.

Sir, my complaints don't matter there.

Nobody listens to a medical assistant.

You should complain.

Don't complain directly to the CMO. Tell Babu Saheb instead.

Otherwise, the CMO will get upset.

Babu Saheb handles everything anyway.

Oh no!

Prabhat sir!

-Drink water... -Prabhat sir!

-Doctor! -He is in pain.

-Doc-- -What happened?

Sir, something hurts really bad.

A man can survive diseases,

but he can't survive a witch's curses!

Kumud ji, you should stay here.

We'll take care of you.

I'm not starting you on medicine right now--

Because you don't have any.

All your patients say the same thing.

People get diagnosed properly here,

-but they don't get enough medicine. -Tea.

Give it to me while it's hot. It'll make me feel better.

Maybe the stones will melt away.

Oh, God!

-Gobind, take him inside. I'll be back. -Okay, sir.

Wait, it's happening.

-I'll take you inside. -Gobind, help me out. Touch me here.

Put your hand here.

Oh, God!

Hello? Hello, sir. Good morning.

-I'm Dr. Prabhat Sinha from Bhatkandi PHC. -I know.

-From Delhi, right?-Yes. Yes, sir.

Done touring India yet, or are there still a few states left?

Sir,

we are short on medicines here.

I keep making excuses to my patients.

How am I supposed to treat them without medicine?

Who's not short on medicines, Prabhat babu?

Look at me. I have to get three out of four medicines from Delhi.

Sir, I understand. But they are villagers.

They can't get their medicines from Delhi.

-Then do what the whole country does. -What?

Do I have to explain that too?

What do you do when you run out of tea powder?

Borrow some from the neighbors.

Do that. Now hang up.

Sir.

What did Babu Saheb say?

He told me to ask the neighbors.

Neighbors?

You mean Ram Avtar?

Sir, that bonehead wouldn't give anyone even his illness,

leave alone medicines.

-Give me the bike keys. -Okay, sir.

Sir, since when is someone 13 kilometers away considered a neighbor?

You're not wrong. But there isn't another PHC between us.

Oh, I get it. Since there's nobody in between,

that makes us neighbors.

I am giving you three medicines.

I wrote down when to take them, too.

-When will you take these? -Hello.

Two minutes, please.

-Sure. -So?

-The sun means morning. -Right.

-And this? -The moon means nighttime.

Madam, this one doesn't have anything on it.

-What's between morning and night? -Afternoon.

So take this one in the afternoon.

-And, Bulbul? -Yes, sister?

Are the glasses helping with the headaches?

-Yes, sister. -Very good.

-Don't study in dim light. -Okay.

Alright.

I will see you next week.

-Yes. -Here.

-Thank you. -Ma'am.

Okay. Thank you.

Signature.

-Thank you. -Just a minute.

-Give this sari to the CMO. -Okay.

Tell him I went to a fair, liked it, and bought it for his wife.

-Okay. -Okay? And listen.

It shouldn't look like I went out of my way.

-Yes. -Okay.

See you, sir.

Prabhat.

-Sorry to keep you waiting. -No, patients come first.

Your medicines.

-Pankaj ji, give me the medicines. -Yes, ma'am.

-Tea? Coffee? -No, a patient is waiting.

Nice setup.

You'll get plenty of Vitamin D.

Furosemide and NFT.

Thank God we had them.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

-Let's go. -Yes, sir.

Can I ask you something?

You get the same medicines we don't. Why is that?

Just like parents love all their children

but still have a favorite.

No, but seriously.

What are you doing that Bhatkandi PHC isn't?

I don't know.

PRIMARY HEALTH CENTER PANAPUR, DISTRICT BULSITIYA (JHARKHAND)

Maybe because I won the "Ideal PHC" four years ago.

Ideal PHC?

It is a district-level competition for PHCs.

Ideal PHC.

And whichever PHC wins

gets all its requests approved by the CMO office.

Really?

You probably already knew that.

I know a little.

I want that award too. How do I get one?

Why do you get so competitive?

Sir's got the being-the-best bug.

He wants to be the best at everything.

If I knew how, I'd have won again.

Suggupur PHC has been winning for the last two years.

Ask them if you want.

There must be some criteria, some parameters for judging.

Yes, the usual ones.

Cleanliness.

Patient satisfaction.

Staff punctuality.

Sir, Kumud must be in a lot of pain. Let's go.

Thank you. Thank you for this.

Goodbye.

You're next.

I mean,

you people go to a primary health center.

Where there are doctors, but no medicines.

He just gave you water and sent you home, didn't he?

No. He got us black tea, too.

Just shut up!

That's why he is sick.

Daak Sahab, how is this illness supposed to get cured?

Oh, God!

You want to cure it, too?

Oh, so that needs medicine and alcohol, too, right?

Arvind.

Yes?

Do you still have the bottle from this morning?

WE DON'T JUST PRESCRIBE MEDICINE, WE PROVIDE TRUST.

With the bottle, it is 250.

I'll explain everything. Come.

-Come with me. -Go.

Is that really necessary?

Arvind will explain everything.

Shut up. Alcohol and medicine work in conjunction.

Be quiet and come with me.

Send in the next patient.

-Is this it, Phutani ji? -Yes, sir. Stop here.

Here.

Bhaskar!

Hey, Bhaskar!

Come outside. The doctor is here.

KUMUD BHASKAR AND ROHINI DEVI

"Kumud and Rohini."

The way they behave, it should be "Kumud versus Rohini."

I mean, against each other.

That I got, Phutani ji. It just wasn't funny.

Come on in, sir.

Hey, Bhaskar.

Bhaskar.

Where are you?

MO sir?

I got your medicines, and you didn't even wait.

I took all the medicines.

I got it from Daak Sahab.

Can I see the medicines he gave you?

Just to check.

Yes, show us.

This is my brother-in-law.

Whenever we fight too much, he shows up here.

To put me in my place.

Not at all.

-I was called here because you're sick. -Shut up!

Just shut up!

Sir, he keeps forgetting that

I was way out of their league even on the day I got married.

Bhaskar ji, these are painkillers.

They'll only ease the pain for a couple of hours. Did you take one?

No. Daak Sahab said to take them after meal.

Now, if she ever gets free from dragging me around

since morning and humiliating me in front of the whole village,

maybe she can cook something in this house.

Here you go. Eat!

Sister, people don't even treat their enemies like this.

Bhaskar ji, don't take these.

They won't help you.

You'll still be sick.

Sir, he gave me a bottle as well.

He said,

"This is the real cure."

Right, sir. Alcohol helps with stones. It helped me too.

What are you saying, Phutani ji?

Alcohol is poison for kidney stones.

Put that away.

-Okay. -Give me the medicine.

Yes, sir.

I brought your medication.

Please take these.

You'll start feeling better in a few days.

If the stone is small enough, it will pass. You'll be fine. Here.

Do not mix alcohol with this medication.

-No. -I wrote down when to take them.

Don't worry, doctor.

He'll take the medicine you gave him.

Let me see him refuse.

I just remembered something.

Brother-in-law, when you two got married,

we thought the tyranny in our house was finally coming to an end.

Other than our mother,

nobody cried when she left.

Did you just call my woman a tyrant?

You want to see real tyranny?

Give me that bottle.

Flip-flop-- I'll beat you so badly, you won't forget it.

-Don't talk like that. -At this age,

I should be settling your kids' fights.

Instead, I'm stuck dealing with you two.

Am I an idiot? I'm never coming back.

-I'm leaving. -Get lost!

-I come for you. I will never be back. -You're responsible for all this.

Get lost.

Shut up!

You don't get it, you bonehead.

Let's leave.

Wait, sir.

This is entertaining.

-This is their personal matter. -Can't you shut up?

Just shut up! Can't you be quiet?!

-Take the medicine. -Yes, sir. I will.

Shut up, or I'll do something I'll regret.

Quiet!

OFFICE, CHIEF MEDICAL OFFICER BULSITIYA

People from our community are good with paperwork.

Everyone in our community is educated.

Yes, that's true.

Get 1.5 lakh.

1.5 lakh?

That's what it'll cost...

to make your job permanent.

-Why do you need 1.5 lakh? -It's a bribe.

Bribery.

Some people call it "under the table."

But I am straightforward.

Haven't you heard?

Let love be love.

Don't call it anything else.

So, 1.5 lakh.

Your job gets done.

-Phutani ji? -Yes, sir.

Why can't we win the Ideal PHC Award?

If we win, we'll never run short on medicines.

Amazing thought!

Bring it up tomorrow. We'll discuss it in great detail.

-I'll think about it. -Sir.

Why do you wear a helmet while riding a bicycle?

Nobody here wears one even on a motorcycle.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

Dhelu?

-Hurry up. -Coming!

-Yes, Gobind?-Phutani bhaiya!

I gave the letter to Babu Saheb,

but he is asking for money.

How much?

1.5 lakh rupees.

Oh, my God!

Here, you need 1.5 lakh for your job,

and over there, Prabhat wants to win the Ideal PHC Award.

What a life I have. Nothing but struggle.

Alright, talk to you later.

PRIMARY HEALTH CENTER