All language subtitles for Brick.Lane.2007.English

[NAZNEEN SINGING
DOL DOL DULUNI
IN BENGALI]

NAZNEEN: I have a song
in my head.

[RESUMES SINGING
DOL DOL DULUNI
IN BENGALI]

I remember the songs
we used to sing,
my sister and I.

[GASPS]

[HASINA GIGGLES]

I always said,
"I will not marry
and be sent far away.

"I will go no further
than these paddy fields."

[BOTH GREETING IN BENGALI]

But our mother told us
we must not run
from our fate.

What cannot be
changed must be borne.

The test of
life is to endure.

[IN BENGALI]

[IN BENGALI]

[ALL LAUGHING]

But our mother
could not endure.

[SPEAKING BENGALI]

Amma.

No one spoke of
our mother's death,

and I remembered her saying,

"If Allah wanted
us to ask questions,
he would have made us men."

Our fate was decided then.

[IN BENGALI]

I was to be grateful
when Father chose me
an educated man living abroad.

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

My sister would stay,
I would go.

[ADAM'S LULLABYPLAYING]

You can spread your soul
over a paddy field.

You can feel the earth
beneath your toes and know
that this is the place.

The place that it
begins and ends.

But what can you tell
to a pile of bricks?

I think of my sister.

I think of home.

My husband promises me
we will be coming home soon.

[ADAM'S LULLABY
CONTINUES PLAYING]

Good.

Good.

I will test you
both on your
Tagore tonight.

BIBI: Okay, Abba.

CHANU: Do you
hear me,
Shahana?

Abba,will you
get the
promotion today?

Very likely.
Very likely.

NAZNEEN: Get your
lunch box.

BIBI: Okay, Amma.

My colleague
Wilkie thinks he
will get the job.

Feet up on his
desk in
Mr. Dalloway's office,

using the
telephone at
the lunchtime.

I say to him,
"They need an
educated man like me."

They will not
pass me
over this time.

Shahana,
sit up.

If I just get
the promotion
confirmed,

then many things
are possible.

Don't cut the meat
very small.

I need big pieces
tonight, for dinner
with Dr. Azad.

Good luck with your...

BIBI: It's from
Auntie Hasina.

So, who has your
sister fallen in
love with today?

[CHANU CHUCKLES]

[IN BENGALI]

CHANU: Come on,
Bibi, Shahana.

Hurry up, you
can't be late
for the school.

BIBI: Shahana.

[HASINA IN BENGALI]

HASINA: Do you tell
your daughters the story
of the princess

who lived seven seas
and 13 rivers away?

That is how I think of you,
in your tall tower.

Now I cook for the jute men.

I tell them of my sister
living in London.

There is one I like.

His is skin like lassi.

I can see your worried face,
but there is no need.

When will you ever come home?

[BOTH GIGGLING]

RAZIA: Tariq!

Stop messing
around with the
sewing machine.

[TARIQ REPLYING
IN BENGALI]

Oh, hello, Razia.

Hello.

How do you
like living the other
side of the block?

I'll tell you when
I've moved in.

How's your hip?

Very painful.

Oh, hello,
Mrs. Ahmed.

You two are
going to be
neighbors.

[BOTH GREETING IN ARABIC]

[WHISPERING]
She keeps herself
to herself.

She has two
daughters, but
she lost her first.

Such a boy.

The devil
always takes
beautiful babies.

Have you
heard about
Jhodi?

NAZNEEN: Allah,
please light in my heart.

Light in my tongue.
Light in my hearing.

Light on my right hand,
on my left.

Light before me.
Light behind me.

Light above me
and light below me.

Allah, who knows
the secret of our hearts,

lead me out of the darkness
and give me light.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Your coat?

Is everything
okay?

I resigned
this afternoon.

They do not
appreciate
my talents.

But I'm
not worried.

I have some very
good leads I will
chase in the morning.

[WOMAN CHATTERING ON TV]

You know,
when I left
the council office,

Mr. Dalloway
shook my hand.

He was sorry
he was losing
a good man.

[CHANU CHUCKLES]

We must be
on our best
behavior tonight.

[SHAHANA YELLING]

"Ah, what a thrill!
In autumn,
O mother mine

"in the full-blossomed
paddy fields I have seen
spread all over sweet smiles

"Ah, what beauty, what
shades what affection,
and what a tenderness!"

You will take over
from your sister now.

[SIGHING]

"What a quilt..."

"What a quilt
you have spread

"at the feet of banyan trees
and along the banks of rivers!

"O mother mine,
words from your lips
are like nectar to my ears

"Ah, what thrill is sadness

"O mother mine,

"Casts a gloom
on your face

"My eyes filled up
with tears"

[DR. AZAD APPLAUDING]

A little more
inflection next time.

But better.

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHING]

[PANTING]

[BOTH GREETING IN ARABIC]

Got a lot for
you this time.Good.

I need to make enough
to keep the kids happy.

Some of the women,
they're sewing
at home. Even I...

Will you
smarten me
up a little?

Which do you think
is the happiest
nation on Earth?

Ranked number
one in "world's
happiest" survey?

Bangladesh.

I'm worried about
my sister.

All along
I've been telling her
we're coming home.

She has met someone.

No, no, no, no.

My cousin is not
going to go and
rescue her again.

If he could just
visit her once.

Maybe I could go.

I could go and
walk around the
streets and say,

"Have you seen my
wife's sister? She
cooks for the jute men."

[SNICKERS]

I only have
job to find and
children to feed.

But what of our plans
to go home?

I will work
my contacts.

But you were
so sure of
the promotion.

They gave
it to Wilkie.

Wilkie got
the promotion?

Wilkie got
the promotion.

People here are,
by and large,
ignorant

and know nothing
of Brontes
and Thackeray.

Can Wilkie quote
from Chaucer?

No, he cannot.

Don't worry, I will
have new employment
by the end of the week.

I will clear
my office today.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[GROANS]

[LAUGHING]

I've got them.

Thank you.

I'm Razia.Hello.

You wanna have
some tea?

I haven't
unpacked yet,
but come.

Hmm?

Come.

I just got it,
12 speeds.

5.99 over
49 weeks.Thank you.

My daughter
did it.

I was fed up with
all that brushing
and brushing.

She wants to do
hair and beauty
at college,

but I'm hoping
university if
she works hard.

SHEFALI: Bye, Amma.

Bye.

SHEFALI: Love you.

Tariq.

Always needing
money for
his books.

However much you give,
they always need more.

What can you do?

You'll need
a machine.

I'll send the boy
over once you've had
a chance to practice.

You can earn
a pound a piece.

[BIBI GIGGLING]

NAZNEEN: Bibi.

BIBI: I can see
you, Amma.

I can see
your feet.

SHAHANA: Let me
measure your
head, Amma.

Shahana.

BIBI: Try mine,
try mine, try mine.

How big
is my head?

For a small brain,
you have such a big head.

No, I don't.

[BIBI GIGGLING]

BIBI: Hello, Abba.

What is this?

I will take the
television, then.

It is a pound
a piece.

I will take food
in my room.

MAN ON TV: Chiswick Auction
House, West London,

just down the road
from where the great
painter Hogarth lived.

The two teams' items...

NAZNEEN: Sister, my husband
says a loss of pride is
a terrible thing.

But pride won't
buy us tickets home.

I have work now,
just like you.

I sew, and every hem
brings me closer to you.

[IN BENGALI]

[GIGGLING]

[GASPS]

What are
you doing?You're so dumb.

I'm trying
to get the
blossom.

He's so
childish.

What do you mean
I'm so childish?

Why do you
even want to
get a blossom?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[KARIM SPEAKING BENGALI
ON CELL PHONE]

[BOTH GREETING IN ARABIC]

Your husband in?

It's okay.

I visit a lot of
the women. If it's
okay with him?

This is a test
batch. Jeans.
Forty-two pairs.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[IN BENGALI]

Yeah, Abba,
see you later.

My dad.

Always calling me
when I'm at work.

Parents are
always worrying.

I'll pay you
Thursday, okay?

Thank you.

Don't thank me.
It's a chore, man.

[BIDS FAREWELL IN ARABIC]

My mum had a sari
like that.

[BIDS FAREWELL ARABIC]

BIBI: What is it, Abba?

CHANU: This is
birthday present
for your mother.

Her birthday is
ages away.

Now, I'm also
thinking about the
home fund, girls.

SHAHANA: Wait, Bibi.

There are some
uneducated types who believe
if the wife is working

it is because the man
cannot put the food
on the table.

Lucky your mother married
an educated man.

So, you have found
new employment?

I have been told
by a reliable source

that they are in
much need of lecturers
at Dhaka University.

To teach sociology,
for example.
Or philosophy.

From today,
we are joining
the World Wide Web.

I will e-mail them
straightaway.

But where did
the money
come from?

BIBI: Can I
open this one
for you, Abba?

One has to speculate
to accumulate.

What shall we start with?

I can access
the entire world.

Too boring
for the memsahib?

What is
the wrong
with you?

Do you mean,
"What is wrong
with you?"

Okay.

From now on
no one speaks English.

You said that
last time.

Your behavior
is getting
bad to worse.

[IN BENGALI]

This is what they teach
you at the school? This
is what they teach you?

I will not allow this
to happen!

[YELLING IN BENGALI]

To learn manners
and to respect
her father!

SHAHANA: I didn't ask
to be born here.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[LOUD POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[IN BENGALI]

[CHANU SNORING]

Go home,
you fucking Pakis!

[INAUDIBLE]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[GREETS IN ARABIC]

Sorry about this.

What happened?

I know who
they are.

The Lionhearts.

They've gone.

Took it right
from under
their nose, man.

"Multicultural
murder.

"Do you know
Britain is being
slowly suffocated?

"Muslim extremists
taking over
our streets."

Who does all this?

Idiots.

You're thirsty.

Yeah.

[KARIM SIGHS]

This is
nice work.

There's a
pair missing.

Forty-two.
There should be 42.

I know.
Probably my mistake.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Father.My dad.

Twenty-five years as a
bus conductor, and now he
doesn't even leave the flat.

Just ringing me
all the time.

Every day the same.

And your mother?

Died five years ago.

"Don't make trouble for
yourself," that's all
my dad ever says to me.

It's too many years
getting called
all the names.

Kids giving him cheek.
Men giving him aggro.

He never made trouble
for anyone his whole life.

He thinks he's
Mahatma Gandhi.

He thinks he's Jesus Christ.
Always saying to me,
"Turn the other cheek."

[SIGHS]

That's what
you get, man.

Yes, yes,
what you get.

A lot of books.

My husband.

[UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Put that light out

♪ Put that light out

♪ With me around,
you'll be as safe as can be ♪

I'm reading a very
interesting book
at the moment.

According to Hume,

"All objects of human
enquiry may be divided
into two kinds."

That is, relation
of ideas and
matters of fact.

To explain the meaning
of relation of idea,
Hume gives an example,

that the three
times of five is
equal to half of 30.

Are you resting?Hmm?

This one is nice.

I can say that
it is nice
or not nice,

and how could
I be wrong,
according to Hume?

The search for knowledge.
Is there anything
more satisfying?

The foundation of modern
philosophy. It is a
very interesting module.

Hume also says
that the sun will
not rise tomorrow...

HASINA: Praise be to Allah,
so much to thank him for.

I have news.

I have accepted
a proposal from Mr. Lassi.
His skin is so white.

[GIGGLES]

Shahana. Shahana.

"Sister,
we are married.

"People stop and stare
because he is Mr. Lassi
and I am now his wife."

Give it back.
Shahana. Shahana,
give... Shahana.

"I enjoy their
stares, walking
arm-in-arm together.

"I am in love, sister.
I am in love!"

What is this?

I was just
trying them on.

Shahana, off.
Off, I said!

Shahana.
Give it back.It's romantic, man.

What's Auntie like?
Is she like me?

As pretty as you
and as naughty as you.

At least her life is exciting.
At least it's not boring.

The test of life
is to endure.

I know, Amma.
You tell me
all the time.

And so did
my Amma.

Please,
please...

Shh. Bibi's sleeping.

Please,
please.

No, no, no.

Give it to me.

"...walking
arm-in-arm. I am
in love, sister.

"I am so in love."

HASINA: I thought I
knew love before, but
it was not like this.

He is always watching me,
never letting me
out of his sight.

Like I might vanish.

This time I am
sure it is right.

[IN BENGALI]

Thank you.

Talk to me.

This won't
sew itself.

You talk,
I will listen.

KARIM: So many kids, man.
Smoking shit, doing nothing.

Do you only
go out with
your husband?

I go out when
I need to shop.

How long you been
living here?

Sixteen years.

My mum came over
when she was 17.

Me, too.For real?

You look younger.

You know,
when I was young,

if you wanted to
be cool, you had to
be something else.

A bit white,
a bit black,
a bit something.

Anything but
Bangladeshi.

[STAMMERING IN BENGALI]

What?

You always stammer
when you talk Bengali.

Only when
I'm nervous.

There's gonna
be meetings
every week.

You should come.

Bring your husband.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[ALL GREETING IN ARABIC]

Thursday.

MRS. ISLAM: Your
girls haven't been
seen at the madrasa.

I will speak
with my husband.

Never mind.

Place the money in
the side pocket.
I won't count it.

£50, as arranged.
Your husband
owes me.

I see how it is.
He hasn't talked
to you.

I will collect every
week £50.

It is simply
an arrangement
between friends.

Pay when you can.

You will find a way.
Allah always gives a way.

Ah, what a boy.

Too beautiful.

MRS. ISLAM: Hello.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Anyone home?

[COUGHING]

I hear her sons
wanted to buy her
a hip replacement.

[IMITATING MRS. ISLAM]
"No, no, no, no, no. Don't
waste a good hip on me.

"I don't want
to be buried
with a new hip.

"God does not love
a wasteful woman."

[CHUCKLING]

My husband's borrowed
money from her.

How much
she charging?

I don't know.

How much does
a computer cost?

Certificates from
everywhere, but your
husband's a bloody fool.

I know one family,
they've been paying
six, seven years.

Whatever you pay,
she'll say you
owe more.

You'll never
get rid of the debt.

She's got a
system inherited
from her husband.

That's how
usurers work.

She's a usurer?

You take care.

Zips and seams
to finish.

[GREETING]

[HASINA IN BENGALI]

[LAUGHING]

KARIM: I suggest we
call ourselves
"United Muslim Action."

[CROWD AGREEING]

I say, let's get
our own neighborhood
straight first.

Show that Banglatown
is defended.

You ask what about Chechnya?
What about Palestine?

Well, I say,
what about here?

[CROWD AGREEING]

This community has
been taking shit from
people like the Lionhearts.

What about your
children? Who's
gonna fight for them?

If we can't
change things,
who can?

I suggest we
call ourselves
"Bengal Tigers."

I say, let's vote
and get Banglatown
represented.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

Secretary,
let's take a vote.

[CHATTERING]

Okay,
"Muslim Action"?

"United Muslim Action."

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

"Bengal Tigers"?

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

Bengal Tigers
is duly elected.

[ALL APPLAUDING]

I should go.

Thursday.

Mmm.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[BIBI URINATING]

[CHANU SINGING IN BENGALI]

[IN BENGALI]

[CLEARS THROAT]

As you are
all aware,

your mother and I have
decided that we as a
family will return home.

Your mother is doing
everything she can do
to facilitate this dream.

But today, I have also
become the employee
of Kempton Cars.

Driver 1619.

So the home fund
will prosper.

[SIGHS]

Memsahib,
prepare!

[GROANS]

[SINGING IN BENGALI]

BIBI: What's that, Abba?

Massage car
seat cover.

Very good for back.

For relief of tension
and unknotting
of muscles.

[CHANU HUMMING]

BIBI: Abba,
can I have a go?

All I have ever seen
in this country is the
Houses of Parliament.

That was in 1979.

So many years
of struggling.

I have barely had time
to lift my head
and look around.

Oh, no, Alec, not here.
Someone will see.

I love you so.

We must do
some visiting.

Sightseeing.

Brompton Road.

RAZIA: Look how much
these English are
paying for their kameez.

NAZNEEN: It is
giving you ideas.

This is
too bright.

And a rip-off.

Okay, I will
leave you.

See you later.Bye.

RAZIA: Yeah, we need to
get some of that, don't we?

There's something
I wanna show you.

Where are you
taking me?

This is
my uncle's factory.

Just closing up
right now.

[DOOR BANGS]

NAZNEEN: Sister, there is
something I must tell you.

If you were here,
I would spend so much
time talking to you.

Something is happening.

I know it is foolish,
but I cannot help it.

I tell myself,
"Be careful, be careful."

[LOVE BLOSSOMSPLAYING]

Children, are
you enjoying
yourself?

You see,

when you have all
the time in the world
to see something,

you don't bother
to see it.

Now that we are
going home, I have
become a tourist.

[CHUCKLES]

It is so ironic.

CHANU: "Buckingham
Palace has been
the official

"residency of
British sovereigns
since 1837."

Do you have the cream?
I'm going black.

CHANU: "The palace
evolved from
a townhouse."

Shh. Your father
is speaking.

If he ever stops,
let me know.

Shahana.

Look, Shahana.
Look at this
beautiful building.

[SIGHS]

If you have history,
you have pride.

People here know
nothing of our
national heroes like...

Like Colonel Usmani
and, also Shah Jalal,
both from Sylhet.

I know.
I know who
they are.

CHANU: Excuse me?MAN: Yes, mate?

Can you take
a picture for me?MAN: Sure.

Turn, turn.
Turn.

Where are
you from?Bangladesh.

Why has he
got to fiddle
around for?

I will buy you
the earrings.

The really
long ones?

For God's
sake, smile.

Down to
your knees.

Now smile.CHANU: Wait, wait, wait.
I want to go in.

Smile.

Okay, ready.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[BOTH GIGGLING]

[EXCLAIMS]

[ALL LAUGHING]

BIBI: Amma,stop.

CHANU: Are you feeling well?
Too much excitement, perhaps?

See how happy
your mother is now
we are going home.

[CHANU GRUNTING]

NAZNEEN: Sister, there is
something I have to tell you.

I am...

I am in...

[CRUMPLING LETTER]

Hasina,
my husband thanks you.

Thepudina for his
ulcer is working well.

I am praying for you
and your new
husband every day.

NAZNEEN: My sister.

She ran off with
one of the men who
worked for my father.

He never
forgave her.

They stole
his bicycle.

My boy.

He was my first.

I found him
in his cot.

He'd stopped
breathing.

We don't talk
about it anymore.

He's beautiful.

Yes.

The devil
only takes
beautiful babies.

What?

Why do you like me?

Who says
I like you?

There's two types,
right?

Your westernized girl,
into going out,
having a laugh,

short skirts as soon
as she's out of her
father's sight.

Then you have your religious
girl, and you think they'd
be good wife material,

but they ain't,
because all they
wanna do is argue.

So what about me?

You?

You're the real thing.

A girl from
the village.

Don't you ever
want to go home?

[SIGHS]

This is my home.

[MAN EXCLAIMS]

Excuse me.

CHANU: The world
has gone mad.

REPORTER: The search is
underway for those who are
behind these evil acts.

CHANU: It will be just like
when I first arrived.
There will be a backlash.

There has been
enough planning.
Start packing.

We will be in
Dhaka within
the month.

What?

No more pop CDs.
All money goes
to the home fund.

Ow!And cover your legs.

Take more sewing.

We need more money.

I will speak to him.

No!

Who?

Who you do
not wish me
to speak to?

No, no, no one.

I'll do it.

Do what?

Speak to him.

Anyway, you
tell him you
want paying

extra 50% if
we are ever
to get home.

TONY BLAIR: As for those that
carried out these attacks,

there are no adequate words
of condemnation.

Their barbarism will stand as
their shame for all eternity.

Community meeting.
Come along.

CHANU: Shahana, Bibi.

Come on, girls.

BOY: You fucking
terrorists, get out!

Go back to your
own country,
you Bin Ladens!

Go on, fuck off!

REPORTER ON TV: This has
already been a year of
racial tension in Britain,

with race riots in the North.

The fear is now
that this tension
will increase.

Many claim that in
the last seven days, "Muslim"
has become a dirty word.

FEMALE REPORTER:
Broken windows at
a mosque in South London,

a consequence of
these misconceptions.

MUSLIM WOMAN ON TV: People
are saying to us,

"You shouldn't be here.
Why are you here? Go away."

KARIM: It's getting
crazy out there.

My dad's really
scared now.

Some white boy goes and
pulls my cousin's hijab
down in the street today.

He was only
about 10.

I'm telling you, man,
things are changing.

The way people look at
you now in the street,
so much mistrust.

I wanna say,
"If I was a bomber,

"do you think I'd be
carrying 50 pairs of
jeans on my back?"

Stop.What?

[DOOR OPENS]

[SOFTLY] Things are
getting bad out there.

[GREETS IN ARABIC]

[GREETS IN ARABIC]

Is it interesting?

I was just browsing.
You don't mind?

[CHUCKLES] Why should I mind?

When I was a young man
like you, do you know
what I wanted to be?

A British
civil servant.

Right-hand bloody man
of the prime minister.

And I saw
no reason
why not.

Anything is
possible when
you are young.

Then you
get older.

And the thing about
getting older is

that you don't need
everything to be
possible anymore.

You just need some things
to be certain.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[WHIRRING]

SHAHANA: Abba?

Hmm?

If you left me
and Bibi behind,

you wouldn't have to
save as much and
we could be adopted.

Do you want me
to beat you?

Yes.

Well,

I won't beat you
and I won't leave you behind.

One day, Abba,
I'll run, and you
won't ever catch me.

Shahana?

[DOOR SLAMS]

[IN BENGALI]

Why did Allah curse me
with daughters?

Shahana!

[IN BENGALI]

Shahana!

Do you think your
cheek will serve you
well in the world?

Can you imagine
the things I have
had to fight?

Do you know what you're
going to have to face
out there every day?

Every day.

[WHEEZING]

Shahana.

[DOOR OPENS]

Do you think I'm
like this for the
good of my health?

No, Abba.

Good.

I'm glad we have
talked father and
daughter like this.

[GRUNTS]

NAZNEEN: Sister,
I have an unquiet mind.

And it is so long
since I have heard from you.

It was still
on the mat.

You must have
been busy.

You think
she's enjoying
married life?

My cousin says
she has left her
new husband.

He has seen
her working
the hotels.

It is where all
the floating
girls go.

You think she
lived off cooking
all these years?

All these years, all these
letters, hearing what
your sister had to say.

Give me my letter.

Maybe I should have
been asking what you
are writing to her?

Give it to me.
Give it to me! I said
give me my letter!

Give, give!

You are no
different from
your sister.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SOBBING]

HASINA: Sister,
Mr. Lassi is gone.

Hussain from the factory
has been very kind to me.

He brings me a little food.

Haven't I always known
how to take care of myself?

We all survive
in different ways.

[NAZNEEN SOBBING]

Last night was so funny.
I sang for Rehan.

He makes me sit on the bed
like when he first saw me.

Mr. Chowdhury is
like a father to me.
He treats me very well.

They tease me, but I know
they're only joking.

Ahmed likes to
bring me to his house.

CHANU: Are you
all right in there?

HASINA: I do not tell him
I am a married woman.

I have never been
good at staying still.

Abba went with other women.

Mr. Chowdhury says
these boys are
like moths to a flame.

I won't be likeAmma.

She took the forbidden path.

She did not endure,
so why should we?

SHAHANA: Can you do any?
Look at my bubble,
look at my bubble, okay?

Okay, look at my
bubble, okay?
Amma?

She awakes.

[CHANU CLAPPING SOFTLY]

Will you have
some food now?

Just a little rice.

Rice it is.

Dr. Azad said
the illness will
leave you hungry.

REPORTER ON TV: Even
the organizers said
it was vital that

people collectively
voiced their opposition

to the UK government's
support of the
U.S.-led bombardment.

The rally was
told another major...

I started to pack.

Oh...

Wait.

How?

Where there's
a will, there
is always a way.

What should I take?
Thackeray or the Proust?

I will take both.

You rest now.

Now, where are
my certificates?

Do you know what Gandhi said
when asked what he thought
about western civilization?

He said he
thought it would
be a good idea.

[CHANU LAUGHING]

RAZIA: When do you go?

The tickets
are booked.
In three weeks.

So, have you
seen him?

Karim?No.

Did he visit
while I was ill?

I haven't seen him
for days. Someone
said he's away.

Don't make trouble
for yourself.

I already have.

It looks like
you are doing well.

Mmm.

I'll need
people to sew.

[DOORBELL RINGING]

[DOOR OPENS]

[RAZIA GREETING IN ARABIC]

You angry with me?

No.

I've been away.

Visiting family
in Bradford.

If I'd known
you was ill...

I can see
you're angry
with me.

Why do you not believe me
when I tell you that
I'm not angry with you?

I turned down
a girl last week
for you.

My dad keeps
asking me why.

What can I do?

You could stay.
He could go.

Let him divorce you.

We'll get married.
I'll sort it.

And then what?

[DOOR OPENS]

SHAHANA: Amma?

[DOOR SLAMS]

Goodnight.

Are you in
love with him?

I mean, have you
ever been in
love with him?

Maybe before
he got fat?

[IN BENGALI]

You don't have
to go, Amma.
You don't have to go.

We shall
wait and see.

That's no answer.

That is my answer.
Goodnight.

NAZNEEN: Sister,
may Allah take care of you.

I'm sending you
a little more money
to help keep you safe.

How long have
we been talking?

How long have I
not been hearing
what you say?

I, too, have secrets.

Now is the time for truth.

I feel as if I'm
waking from a dream.

The world is changing,
and me with it.

[INAUDIBLE]

We are coming home.
How can we stay?

[DOOR OPENS]

BIBI: Amma?

[SIGHS]

[ALL CHATTERING]

[FIRECRACKERS EXPLODING]

[CROWD WHOOPING]

MRS. ISLAM: Mrs. Ahmed.

I know you have
been ill. Just give
me what you owe.

How would it
look if I
let you off?

Let one slip,
they all
slip through.

Your husband is
trying to run away.
But I won't let him.

He comes asking for
more, and I tell him,
"Pay what you owe."

BOY: Shahana.

What?

Who are they?

Her friends
from school.

Ew!

Bibi.

In Bangladesh, you
have to brush your
teeth with a twig.

And go toilet
in a bucket.

Auntie Hasina goes to
the toilet in a bucket.
Next to a goat.

Shahana.

It's true.

Less talking,
more brushing.

It's true.

[SPEAKING BENGALI]

Do you even
want to go?

You don't.

[DOOR SLAMS]

What Mrs. Islam says,
is this true?

This is a
good question.

When you feel something
so strongly, you have to
ask yourself, "Is this true?"

I still have
my coat on.

Isn't it fair to say that you
hate it when I come inside
and forget to take it off?

I'm not
totally blind.

Don't worry.

A little
business venture
I have in mind.

I'm gathering
together samples.

Soap is the future.

I think we
should go to
this meeting.

In fact,
I have prepared
a short speech.

Will you come?

MAN: Our fathers
have been spat at.

Our young brothers
stopped and searched
again and again

by our so-called
police force.

Our sisters,
they've been abused

when they walk
the little children
in the streets.

Banglatown needs
defending.

[PEOPLE AGREEING]

Karim has a list
of estates.

We need volunteers
to wipe out
this kind of filth.

[ALL MURMURING]

Brother.

Thanks a lot.

Out there are
people twisted with
hatred for us and Islam.

[CROWD AGREEING]

We're gonna
show them how
wrong they are.

[CROWD AGREEING]

We've become victims,
but not for long!

We stand arm-in-arm
with our Muslim brothers,
ready to defend.

[CROWD AGREEING]

What is it
you plan
to defend?

[MURMURING]

What is it you
are planning
to defend?

MAN 1: Islam, brother!MAN 2: Yes!

[ALL CLAMORING]

KARIM: No, no, no,
no, no, no, let
the brother speak.

Let the brother speak.

You think Islam
unites us all?

KARIM: Yes.

You think Islam
is the place
you come from?

Islam is not
a country.

You think you are my
brother more than the
next man on the street

because we are
both Muslims?

[CROWD MURMURING]

KARIM: Listen,
listen, listen.

All this fighting talk
that we are all brothers.

Three million.
Three million died in East
Pakistan in this lifetime.

Not in my lifetime,
Uncle.

In your parents' lifetime.

MAN: That's our parents,
though, ain't it?

What was that?

Brotherly love?

It was Muslim
killing a Muslim.

Have you forgotten?
Are you so lost?

My Islam
is in here.

And that is
the only thing
worth defending.

MAN 1: Right.MAN 2: Hear, hear.

MAN 3: We plan to defend
against hatred.

[CROWD CHEERING]

We all stand
together, brothers.

MAN: All right.
All right, moving on.

Our brother Karim
has got the list of
all the local estates.

Everyone in here
will be allocated an area.

[INAUDIBLE]

It is the time
to go home.

[BOTH GREETING IN ARABIC]

I've only got
10 minutes.

I've talked to some
of the other brothers.
It's not looking good.

I cannot
marry you.

Well, yeah,
not straightaway, but...

No, I do not
want to marry you.

Come on, come.

Look at me.

Say it again.

Look at me
and say it.

I do not want
to marry you,
Karim.

Right.

Right, right.

You don't wanna
marry me?

[IN BENGALI]

Is it the sin of it?
Is that it?

No, no.

Karim,
that we have
already done.

I am not the
real thing.

I am no longer
a girl from
the village.

Yes, you are.No.

You just wanted me
to be. We just made
each other up.

What did you want?

I just wanted
to feel like
I was at home.

Karim...

[SNIFFING]

You better pray like hell.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Allah forgives.

[BIDS FAREWELL IN ARABIC]

[BIDS FAREWELL IN ARABIC]

Hello? Hello?

Mrs. Ahmed?
Hello?

Hello?

Just give me
what you owe.

I need my money.

From the
goodness of
my heart I give,

and when those who
receive don't want to
pay back what they owe,

they run off to
foreign countries
and they say,

"Why should we pay
her? She's just
an old sick woman."

How much do
you want?

£200 to settle
the debt.

No.

We paid it all
and some more as well.

The money is for
the madrasa, but
what is that to you?

£200 and settle it.

But we paid
what we owed!

We paid at least £300 on
top of that. I am not gonna
pay any more interest!

[COUGHING]

Do you think,
before God,
I will charge interest?

Am I a moneylender?

No?

[COUGHING]

Just swear on Koran
that you're not and
I'll pay you the £200.

Just swear on it!

There are certain things
a wife does not want
her husband to know.

My husband
knows everything.

Just swear on the Koran.
That is all you have
to do. Swear on it.

Allah sees
all your wrongs.

Anyway, you have
paid too much.

And he sees yours, too.

[SCOFFS]

CHANU: We will store
these boxes.

Okay, Mr. Ahmed.

The rest is
for the auction.
Thank you.

[HUMMING]

A colleague from
Kempton Cars
will collect us.

He's more or less
an ignorant type,
but a goodhearted man.

As they say,
salt of the earth.

[CLATTERING]

I will marry the
memsahibto the first
fakirI can find.

The first thing
I do when we step
off the plane.

What is so funny,
memsahib?

You are.Shahana!

You are,
with your
stupid phrases.

You're always
encouraging us to fit in.
It worked. We do fit in.

You're the one
who's stuck
somewhere, Abba.

Tell him.

Tell him you don't
want to go.

CHANU: What?

He takes away my son
and curses me with daughters?

Be careful what
you say, memsahib.

We're not the
ones lost, Abba,
you are.

She's been married
to you for
nearly 20 years,

and in all my life, Amma,
I have never heard you
say what you want.

Please, Amma,
tell him.

Tell him, Amma.
Please, for once,
please tell him.

Please, Amma.

Tell him you don't want
to go! Just tell him
you don't want to go!

Tell him! Please!

Please, Amma.

You're pathetic!

Bangladesh is gone.
It's another time.

[DOOR SLAMS]

BIBI: Amma?

She will be back.

Shahana!
Shahana!

Shahana!
Shahana!

Shahana!

Shahana!

Shahana.

Shahana, stop.

[SOBBING]

I don't wanna go.

Ammais here.

Don't worry.

[GRUNTS]

Shahana is asleep now.

She is bound
to be nervous.

She will
settle later.

I know it is
almost time...

I know how
exciting it is.

I have checked our
passports and tickets
for the last time.

But I wanted to...

Let us look
forward now.

Just imagine, house
in Dhaka, holiday
in Cox's Bazaar.

A little trip
for the girls
to Sundarban.

[LAUGHING] They could see
a real Bengal tiger.

I should have
said this before.

You see,
all these years

I dreamed of
going home a big man.

Only now when
it is finished
for me,

I realized what
is important.

As long as I have
my family with me,
I'm strong as any man alive.

What is all this
"strong man" about?

Do you think that is why
I love you?

You're coming home.

This is my home.

I cannot leave.

I cannot stay.

I cannot stay.

Then you must
take the plane.

Allah has taken our son.
But he blessed us
with daughters.

We will always
be here.

[SOBBING]

NAZNEEN: No one told me
there are different kinds
of love.

The kind that starts big
and slowly wears away,

that seems you'll
never use it up and then
one day it is finished.

Then there is the kind
that you do not
notice at first,

but which adds a little
bit to itself every day.

Like an oyster makes
a pearl grain by grain,
a jewel from the sand.

That is the kind
I have come to know.

Sister,
thank you for your letter.

For all your letters.

There has been
a change of plan.

I have suggested,
and your mother
has agreed,

that the three
of you come later.

[CLEARS THROAT]

But who will cook
for you, Abba?

Who will cut
your corns?

Don't you know?

I'm a better cook
than your mother.

Be good girls.
Do as your mother
tells you.

And do not think there
is anything you are
not good enough for.

Remember.

Abba.

SHAHANA: How will we
manage without you?

Your mother
is in charge.

I think you
should be fine.

Everyone thought
I married a simple
girl from the village.

But...

That should
do for now.

I'm sorry.

Never be sorry.

[NAZNEEN IN BENGALI]

NAZNEEN: When I was born,
the midwife said,

"Dress her for her burial,
this scrap is
too weak to feed.

"Take her to the hospital,
if you must."

"No," said myAmma.

"My child must not fight
against her fate. That way
she will be stronger."

BIBI: Shahana,
Amma,look.

NAZNEEN: And so I lived.

Sister, I have this dream

that you are always running...

Shahana.

...and I am torn
between two worlds...

Come.

...leaving you behind.

But then I wake

and see that it is not you
but me who has been running,

searching for a place
that has already been found.

Bibi.

I'm gonna
get you!

[ALL LAUGHING]

[DOL DOL DULUNIPLAYING]

Look at me!

I'm gonna try.
Come on, Amma.

[ADAM'S LULLABYPLAYING]