these friends have found space. they will share with us. hasari looks at the tiny space. the roof is cardboard and cloth and half an old movie poster featuring the actor kumar kapur. hasari looks at his tiny bit of food, debates a moment.  then puts his hands together, addresses these generous people.
i remember the first time i saw you, on the day of our marriage. wearing a bright yellow turban. you asked me my name and you said, 'you are a very beautiful girl and i am wondering whether you will find me appealing.' he strokes her tenderly in return.  but now, overwhelmed with despair, she begins to weep.
i miss the village. there i could help. hasari pulls aloka close, strokes her.
i could help. i've had three babies.
will she die? max goes into reflex actions. joan has opened the first aid kit. there's a flashlight among the medicine, alcohol, compresses, scissors, etc. he hands the flash- light to aloka as.
thank you for allowing me to go with you.
not all. most.
not if you're not. between hasari and aloka, there's just a flicker of tension; evidently, this has become max's normal day. but he's also worried about the note from ashoka. joan joins them with the pal children.
because he doesn't live here, manooj. this is not his home. a look between max and aloka; hasari's eyes flicking at both of them.  as aloka's eyes come to hasari. the cigar reaches ram. as max starts to write, ram takes a large puff and blows a huge ring out of his mouth. we follow it.
will she.  her face, will it.
we have what is saved for amrita's dowry. the thought of using the dowry is yet another awful blow to hasari's hopes.
you did good things. thank you for coming to our country. and now max heads out the door.
no. we should go. yet, they remain another moment.  then get up. joan puts her arm around aloka and they turn to go. the looks on their faces suggest they've come face to face with something startling.
maybe he's right. the clinic is for everyone and if i am needed -- hasari bolts up, a look of anger on his face we've never seen.
he's very proud. they walk on in silence -- two friends, separated by a gulf.
sister joan gave me this. aloka holds out a fistful of rupees. the attendant blows through his lips, indicating it's a paltry sum. max grabs the money and shoves it at the attendant.