Dance Dance

Drink this Ramu.

No. I will not take bitter medicine. I will eat sweet meal.

If you don't take medicine how will your fever subside?

- I said I won't drink it. - How is our good son's health?

- Son, how is your health now? - I am fine.

Mom, he's not taking medicine. He asks for sweet meal.

I knew it, dear.

That's why I've brought this sweet meal for my son.

Eat son. Eat sweet meal. Good.

- Darling, you too eat. - No.

- Eat it. - No.

Eat it. Very good.

Dad, today you look very happy.

Yes, son. After a long time, your mother and I have got a song programme.

But son, we have to go to Jalpaiguri.

But will we leave Ramu in this condition?

No, Mom, you go. We need money urgently.

Yes, Mom. The landlord was here twice since morning.

He will come again.

It's just a matter of two days. I will look after Ramu.

Really?

- Hello, Mr. Shyam. - Hello, Mr. Lala.

- Hello, Mrs. Sita. - Hello, Mr. Lala.

You had called me on this day, didn't you?

Yes, Mr. Lala, but I'm sorry.

There you go again.

Mrs. Sita, you've said sorry many a times.

If I don't get my rent today, I'll get this house vacated.

Lala, it's not like that. Why don't you keep this Rs.200?

- Rs.200? - Yes.

You owe me Rs.1200 as rent.

We've got Jalpaiguri's programme today.

- On returning, we will pay you Rs.1000. - Yes.

Look Mr. Shyam, this is your last chance.

If you don't pay up on returning...

- ...the consequences will be very bad. - I'll surely pay you.

This is...

Can't pay the rent, but are eating sweet meal.

- My sweet meal! - Son, when we return from Jalpaiguri...

...we will give you lots of sweet meal.

I don't feel like going.

What can we do, Sita? We are helpless.

- Radha, take care of your brother. - Okay, Mom.

Mom, here's a letter. Don't open it now.

Open it before the programme starts.

Should we leave?

- Okay, dear. - Give me the bag.

Be careful.

- Come. - Okay.

- Ta-ta. - Bye-bye.

- Ta-ta. - Ta-ta.

Get in.

- Let's go, driver. - Son, take the medicine regularly.

- Bye. - Bye.

Mom, come soon.

Ramu, take rest. You are unwell.

Start.

Come on, boys.

'Mom, on stage if you sing my song...'

'...then your programme will be a big hit.'

'Song is "Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi.'"

'Yours, Ramu.'

"Whenever I think of you."

"It reminds me of your song."

"When grief worries my heart."

"This is the song which comes on my lips."

"Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"O my heart, just sing, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Sing with joy, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"O my heart, just sing, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Sing with joy, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu."

"Time... our time will change."

"Tomorrow, our stars will shine."

"The days, which we had dreamt of."

"Tomorrow, those dreams will come true."

"Your time will come, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Sing with joy, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Your time will come, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Sing with joy, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu."

Now I will request Mr. A.M. Singh...

...to come on stage and congratulate the musical troupe.

Raja Bahadur, A. M. Singh.

Young men, ladies and gentlemen.

I am a music lover.

The sound of music is so magical...

...it brings a dead person to life.

Listening to good music and to watching good dancing...

...sends a tickling sensation through my body.

The truth is that after watching today's programme...

...my heart is unsatisfied.

Thirst has been increased.

Since you are in my city...

...I request the artists...

...to stay in my palace for a few days as special guest.

So that I can enjoy the pleasure of your dance and songs.

I'm sorry, Sir.

But we don't do private shows.

Can I ask you why?

Because music needs temple or this stage.

It's indeed very sad news.

I can't make Amar palace into either a temple or a stage.

Yes, I can pay you for your art.

Rs.20000, 30000, 40000, whatever you demand.

No, Sir. It's not about money, it's about principles.

It's your wish.

Nobody can force an artist.

However, as I said, you are my guest and are in my city...

...ladies and gentleman, give a big round of applause to these artists.

Thank you. Come on.

Come on, get out!

You too! Come on!

Come out!

- Don't act smart. - But what will you get from us?

A. M. Singh wants to hear this girl's songs.

Sing. Sing!

"The rich are consumed with merriment."

"The poor are helpless."

"These stone-hearted wealthy people..."

"...Don't understand our emotions."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi Zu Zu."

"Our hearts would be able to do nothing."

"We will have a hard death."

"We will tolerate this grief with a smile."

"We will sing till we are dead."

"O my heart, just sing, Zu Zu Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

Let me go!

- Let her go, you rascal! - No.

I'll imprison this beautiful voice in our palace.

Leave her, you bastard!

- Let me go. - Let her go!

Guards, put the rest of the troupe in the bus...

- ...and push them in the valley. - No!

No!

"Zubi Zubi Zubi."

Do you know where your parents are?

They've not returned yet.

- They'll be here soon. - No, they won't.

Look what's written here. They are dead.

Their bus fell in the valley. All of them died.

Now get out of here.

- I say get out. - No.

I've lost Rs.1000.

Don't throw us out.

- I'll pay you the rent. - Don't throw us out.

You? If they had wanted to pay the rent...

...they would have died after paying it.

- Come on, get out here. Beggars. - No!

Couldn't pay the rent, but brought sweet meal for their children.

Go and beg.

Mind your businesses. This is not some show.

Come on. Go away.

Take care.

Sit here, Ramu.

God, what should I do?

Radha, I'm very hungry.

Bring some food.

Sweet meal! Sweet meal!

Ramu! Ramu! Ramu!

Eat, son.

You're not eating anything.

Aunt, my brother is very hungry. Please give me some food.

Get lost! Don't an evil eye on my son.

Go away.

Ramu! Ramu!

Ramu take. Ramu take.

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."

"To quench our hunger."

"To quench our thirst."

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."

"Here he comes. Here he comes."

"Here comes the sweets seller."