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English Girl: [as they ride up on horseback upon a group of villagers gathered in a circle around an old wise man] What a beautiful old man. What a lovely head.
Sikh: India's filled with old men mahila.
English Girl: But not like the one in the yellow turban. He's like a head of John the Baptist.
Sikh: The mahila refers to the storyteller?
Durga: Are these silent monsters at peace with us? It is but a true stray leap with man. But I who have seen the tusks-stained red with blood, I could tell you a tale of the silent ones... gor a few coppers, eh? Ay, for a bowl of rice?
[he initially draws back as the girl takes a photo of him]
Durga: What would you do with my image manasaheya?
English Girl: I would keep it, for a memory of India.
Durga: Verily, you would have all of India in your picture. Nay, you would have the book of the jungle to read in my eyes.
[she gives him a coin and he happily proceeds to narrate the backdrop and story of the jungle]
English Girl: [as they ride up on horseback upon a group of villagers gathered in a circle around an old wise man] What a beautiful old man. What a lovely head.
Sikh: India's filled with old men mahila.
English Girl: But not like the one in the yellow turban. He's like a head of John the Baptist.
Sikh: The mahila refers to the storyteller?
Durga: Are these silent monsters at peace with us? It is but a true stray leap with man. But I who have seen the tusks-stained red with blood, I could tell you a tale of the silent ones... gor a few coppers, eh? Ay, for a bowl of rice?
[he initially draws back as the girl takes a photo of him]
Durga: What would you do with my image manasaheya?
English Girl: I would keep it, for a memory of India.
Durga: Verily, you would have all of India in your picture. Nay, you would have the book of the jungle to read in my eyes.
[she gives him a coin and he happily proceeds to narrate the backdrop and story of the jungle]
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What a lovely head
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India is filled with old men memsahib
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But not like the one in the yellow turban
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He's like a head of John the Baptist
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The memsahib refers to the storyteller
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Are these silent monsters at peace with us
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It is but a truce they keep with man
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But I who have seen their tusks stained red with blood
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I could tell you a tale of the silent ones
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For a few coppers Eh
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Yea for a bowl of rice
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What would you do with my image memsahib
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I would keep it for a memory of India
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Verily you would have all India in your picture
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Nay you would have the book Of the jungle to read in my eyes
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Movie Summary
A boy raised by wild animals tries to adapt to human village life.