(singing)
(humming)
(singing)
You're looking so beautiful!
Hmmph.
You don't have to lie to me.
Not at all. I can't look away.
I'm sure sir will fall in love again.
Hmm.
Hmmph.
If I was a man
I would've died worshipping you.
Oh really!
I mean it.
I would've spent my days just staring at you.
You wouldn't get the chance.
If you were a man, would I be sitting like this?
Huh?
Why?
If a man shows a part of his body there's no problem.
Why is every inch of a woman's body just for her husband?
I don't understand.
Sudho!
Hmm.
Give me the keys to the safe.
You have to sit first.
I want to talk to you.
Now, give me the keys.
What now?
Give me the keys.
- You have to give me your word... - What?
You'll be home for the night.
How can I answer so many questions?
- Keys first then we can discuss. - No!
Uff!
Tell me you'll be here next to me.
And you won't go anywhere.
Tell me.
You want me to stay home?
Is it something new? Are you seeing me for the first time?
C'mon give me the keys. Don't crib about it.
What's the matter? Give me the keys.
You won't stay?
Giribala, give me the keys.
Do you think I don't know anything?
I know why you need the keys.
Will you give me the keys?
Hmm?
- Let go! It hurts! - Give it to me!
You won't give them?
You won't give me the keys!
You just won't give me the keys, right?
You won't.
Where have you hidden it?
I'll never give you the keys!
Hmm?
You won't? Let's see for how long?
- Where is it? - What do you think?
You can spend all the money on those whores.
What did you say?
Huh?
- Hey! - I will not give you the keys!
- Where is it? - I won't give them!
Give... me..the... keys!
You won't give the keys, will you?
Take these off!
Give me the ring. Take it off!
You're hurting me.
If you don't give me the keys I'll take your jewellery!
(song plays)
Madam! Madam! Madam!
What were you about to do?
- What was I doing? - What were you doing?
Why are you crying, foolish girl?
What did you think?
I was going to kill myself to take revenge on my husband?
My death won't make a difference, Sudho.
It's his fault.
He has never cared for a woman like you.
There's no happiness in life, Sudho.
And there's no comfort in death.
Don't be scared.
I won't kill myself.
You were so happy together.
Married at such a young age.
Hmm...
Probably why we treated this relationship as child's play.
You know he used to love me a lot.
He would do such crazy things for me!
He would bunk school to see me.
Then his father passed away.
And everything changed.
Gradually, he became the head of the family.
And he forgot me.
Don't they say...
"Young wood rots faster".
What did you say?
Nothing.
Is that when he got addicted to this fatal theatre?
(singing)
She's a great dancer! Isn't this Labangabala?
- You call this dancing? - I really like it!
Have you ever seen Binodini dance? There's no comparison.
- You there! - What is it?
They're performing on stage. Why are you talking?
- Do you have a problem? - Hey! Hey!
Shhh...
Watch the performance. Bloody...
(singing)
(humming)
Labanga is very spicy! Right, Gopinath?
Bravo!
- The dialogues need to be better. - Bravo!
Since Sudhabindu's been visting the brothels
his only response now is, "Bravo!"
- Want to see something? - Yeah!
Hey!
- Sudhabindu! Listen. - Yeah?
I just got news.
Your father passed away in Moyna's house at Shonagachi, the red light area.
Bravo!
Your mother has committed suicide.
- Bravo! - Oh, "Bravo!" to this too!
Hey, Sudhabindu!
Your wife wants to spend the night with me.
Bravo!
- All of you heard him, right? - Yeah!
Let's pick his wife up and head to the farmhouse.
Let's go, Sudhabindu!
I want to give you a title.
- The king of humour! - Thank you so much!
- He's right! - So, that's settled?
Oh, this is lovely! What's going on here?
Hey, Banku. Come here.
I'll deal with these wogs.
Hey! What's going on? Town drunks!
Shh...
Do you have any idea what time it is?
- No, sir. - What's going on here?
Sir, we're all friends. "British" and India are friends.
- Yes, sir. Left! Right! - Hey! Hey!
- You see what we have to deal with? - Shut up! Shut up!
I am Gopinath, sir.
God save the Queen.
Bloody wogs!
- Get lost, you swine! - Bravo!
Sir, good night, sir.
Hey! C'mon, let's go.
Yeah, let's go.
- Hey! Banku! - Yeah?
Do you see that?
Huh?
The Prince of Wales will be visiting Calcutta.
He will be welcomed by the famous barrister, Jagadananda.
They've written a satire on him and called him Gajadananda.
Disgusting!
Are the British rulers angry?
Are they going to censor the plays?
- It should happen! - Right!
- So, Banku? - Hmm.
As subjects of the British Empire isn't it our moral responsibility
to tear all the posters down?
- Correct! Tear them down! - Tear them!
- Tear them down! - Tear them!
Take them down.
Take them down!
Please have a seat.
Sit down.
Look up.
Give me your hand.
A very holy man has given this to me.
Don't take it off your hand.
Just be patient.
He'll be grovelling at your feet.
Will this work?
That's what I've been saying.
Countless criminals have mended their ways.
And our master is only running after that whore.
Sudho, can you tell me?
What does she have...
that's not there in me.
God knows!
All I know is that only wretched women work in the theatres.
And they practise black magic.
I think she has used black magic to seduce him.
Don't worry about it. Everything will be fine.
Don't worry at all.
(humming)
Uff...
Come in.
Labanga...
Twice in Act One, Scene Two...
Five times in Act Three, Scene Four...
You've got your lines wrong.
If you act like this, it's difficult for your co-actors.
Master?
Do you know why all your shows are full house these days?
It's because of this Labangabala!
The audience doesn't care about who got their lines right.
They come to watch Labangabala.
Don't be so arrogant, Labanga.
Listen.
Rehearsals for "Manorama" begin tomorrow.
Be there on time.
I don't need rehearsals.
- What do you mean? - I don't need to rehearse.
Are you making that decision too?
Look, Gopi is here.
Master, I'll be there for only one stage rehearsal.
That's enough!
I'll figure out the rest on my own.
Huh!
Once I appear on stage the audience is going to go crazy anyway.
Isn't it, Gopi?
There'll come a day when there won't be enough light on your face.
The audience will see the ugly skull behind the pretty face.
Doesn't matter how pretty or ugly a face is, a skull is always dead.
You won't do anything like that.
I know that very well.
My beauty is your capital.
And you know that really well.
Without capital, there's no art, master.
My luck!
Is he some distant relative of Girish Ghosh, the playwright?
At times, I wonder...
Why are you wasting your talents in this dump, Labanga?
Who's going to take me out of here?
Has Gopinath Sil died?
I'll ride Lord Cook's car...
to go to Lord Hamilton's house.
I'll carefully choose for my honey and get her jewellery.
Whoever gives me honey, I'm his.
- Labanga forgot her lines. - We have to cover for her.
How is that my fault?
- Try to understand... - We have learn her lines too.
Hmm!
This is Gopinath Sil.
I know.
He's the reason behind Labanga's downfall.
It's so weird when you think about it.
This is the girl, our master...
rescued from the streets and taught her how to act.
Made her the star, Labangabala.
- Now she's running after rich men. - Let it be.
Let's go.
Hmmph!
Move it!
- Madam? - Yeah?
What's the matter?
You're looking very pale.
You know, Sudho...
I really want to see that woman.
How beautiful can she be?
What kind of magic did she use
to take my husband away from me?
I really want to see her.
Curse on that kind of beauty!
You come from a good family that's why you put up with it.
If I were you I would have beaten the magic out of her.
Will you take me there, Sudho?
Where?
To the theatre!
Please take me.
What're you saying?
Don't you have any respect or honour?
You're making me laugh, Sudho.
I can't even hold on to my husband. What respect are you talking about?
Please find a way to take me there.
- I beg of you. - Don't say that, madam.
I forbid you from saying that.
- Don't behave like this. - You won't take me there?
Okay, I won't go.
Then you go and see her.
- Me? - Yeah.
Labangabala.
Her beauty...
Her style...
Please go have a look and tell me about her.
- Swear on me. You have to go! - What're you doing?
- Okay, I'll go. - Sudho!
- Come, dear. - Please let me go!
Please let me go. I beg you, my lord.
It's getting too late for me to go back home.
Please send me home with the aunt. You're like my father, lord.
- I want to be the father to your child. - This is the play "Neeldarpan"?
I don't want to hear your pleading.
Come to my bed.
Or else, I will kick your baby to death.
- My lord, please don't kill my child. - You've got to be kidding me.
Please don't harm my child!
If you disobey the lord of indigo farms...
- you'll be punished. - What a disgusting play!
You're right, Gopinath!
- Insulting the Brits instead of Labanga's dance? - Come here.
- Disgusting!
- Truly disgusting! - Unless I get you naked...
- how will I hurt your pride? - Please let me go!
- Infernal b***h! - Naked?
Just see what happens to you now.
You whore! Now I'll break your...
Die, old man.
You lowlife, indigo fiend!
Is this your Christian sensibility?
Is this the genorosity, empathy and love taught in in Christianity?
A helpless young woman...
is treated like this?
Hey, hey! Hey!
What kind of a play is this?
How dare you insult the British lords in front of us?
True!
And Labanga, what kind of tragic acting is this?
C'mon, dance a little. What do you all say?
Yes! Sure!
If you want to see someone dance then go to a brothel!
This stage is for theatre.
This is not a place for belly dancing!
Hey! Bloody, master.
You're insulting me?
Do you know which family I belong to?
I can sell any one of my rings
and buy a hundred theatricians like you.
You lowlife!
How dare you speak to me like that?
Hey, who's there?
- Kick this person out of the theatre! - Hey! Hey!
- Be very careful. - You need to be disciplined here.
- Don't touch me. - Kick him out of the place!
- Don't lay hands on me! - Leave! Leave at once.
- Leave right now! - Do not touch me.
She's thin like a skeleton.
She was running around on stage with that body.
What does she look like?
What do you think?
Tell me honestly. How does she look?
Is she very beautiful?
Have you ever seen a witch?
Hmm?
If you put some makeup on her
and make her wear some heavy jewellery...
put her in a pretty dress then make her stand in the light...
she'll look better than Labanga!
She has no personality or character.
A girl who is so readily available
your master made himself available for her, Sudho.
Madam, don't feel bad about it.
Everything will be okay.
Don't worry about it.
Be calm, oh white one.
- Banku? - Yeah?
- Money? - Free!
- Doves? - Free!
- Women? - Not free, Gopinath.
- Sudhabindu? - Hmm.
- Where can I send him? - Where?
Where will you go?
- Wants to go to Shonagachi. - Really? Okay!
Fly to Shonagachi!
Fly over Deben Tagore's house to Shonagachi.
Fly away! Bravo!
(humming)
Don't go out tonight.
Get out of my way. I'll be late for the theatre.
Why do you have to go to the theatre everyday?
How about you stay with me for the night?
Just for tonight. You don't have to go.
She's not even that pretty!
Not pretty?
How did you know that?
Have you seen her?
I've heard.
Who told you?
- Sudho told me. - Sudho?
That illiterate b***h will say Mona Lisa isn't pretty.
Who is Mona Lisa?
It'll take time to explain who Mona Lisa is to uncultured villagers.
I'll explain in the morning.
Why don't you tell me Mona Lisa's story all night?
Please stay with me tonight.
I dressed up for you.
My darling!
Giribala, you know what I do when I lose my temper.
I'm not in the mood to lose my temper tonight.
Let me go.
Let go.
It's our wedding anniversary.
I gifted you those bangles.
Wear them and adore yourself in the mirror.
Goodbye.
(humming)
Madam, what are you doing?
Sudho, I want to go to the theatre.
I don't want to listen to you anymore.
Madam, you have started again?
How many times do I have to tell you?
Women from good families don't go to the theatre.
Women can't go.
But men can.
Can't they?
GANDHARVA THEATRE
Sudho!
Don't hold my hand.
Your ticket?
Can I see it?
Please go straight and right.
GANDHARVA THEATRE MANBHANJAN
Please sleep. It's okay.
Hmm...
No more...
The play has started.
Oh, Labanga!
(singing)
Bravo!
(singing)
Bravo!
Hold this.
Give me all the money.
Sudho?
Hmm?
A day might come...
when he might be attracted to me like moth to fire.
What should I do that day?
Oh God! What are you saying?
What else should you do?
Hold your husband tight and keep him safe.
Hmm.
Don't you worry.
That day will come very soon.
Go wait in the carriage. I'll be right back.
- Where are you going? - Carry on.
Please come in.
Do you like it?
I can cover you up in more jewellery like this.
Don't think I've seen the gentleman before.
Hmm.
Do you have your eyes on all the gentemen here?
Well, I have to.
So, are you part of Derozio's Young Bengal?
What do you mean?
Men from the Hindoo College who have converted to Christianity.
I heard from my friends...
that you can make men dance to your tune.
What is your motive?
Since Girish Chandra Sen has been married
he's looked at only one woman and that's his wife.
Even he couldn't control himself around you.
I want to know your secret.
Hmm.
Looks like you really want me to spill the beans.
It's nothing really.
Men feel like prisoners to their wives at home.
There's nothing exciting in their lives.
It's boring and mundane.
They feel free when they're here with me.
It's not easy to please a man.
What about affection, care and love?
That one can get from mothers and aunts too.
As a wife and companion, there must be more, right?
Goodbye.
I'll see you soon.
I'll be waiting.