:10:01
Porter!
:10:02
You''re hurt.
Oome... our son is a doctor.
:10:07
He''s here!
:10:12
Let''s go!
Hurry! Hurry!
:10:16
Hey... you! Watch it!
The ladder!
:10:30
Hey... l''m hangin'' here!!
Put it back! Help!
:10:43
Wow! A new signboard?
:10:46
''''Yes. Was put up right after we got
the telegram.... This way, Ma''am.''''
:10:49
''''Go ahead, read it.''''
:10:52
''''Read it quickly, l want to meet my son.
Fine! l''ll read it.''''
:10:56
''Hari Prasad Sharma Oharitable Hospital''
:10:59
That''s his name. Happy?
:11:01
Read your name?
Let''s go in.
:11:03
Even my son ran away from the village.
:11:07
''''But, unlike you, he worked hard
and became a doctor. Let''s go.''''
:11:15
lt''s what we feared -
Lymphosarcoma of the intestines.
:11:19
''''Doc, will l live?''''
:11:21
''''Yes, because only Dr. Murli Prasad
Sharma knows the cure for this disease.''''
:11:27
Really?
:11:28
''''Father, you''re here!''''
:11:31
''''God bless you, son.''''
:11:32
How are you Ma?
- Fine. How are you?
:11:35
Me? Great!
:11:37
''''Great? He works day and
night, ignoring his own health.''''
:11:41
That''s my son! Selflessness
is the sure way to heaven.
:11:46
''''Thanks, father.''''
:11:47
''''Oh, and look at this child - he''s bleeding.''''
:11:51
The doctor will fix you up.
:11:56
You...? A doctor?!