Karikaalan : I am a tree with roots buried in the soil of this land. Either burn or bury my body, but do it here!
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[a drunk Kalikaalan meets Hari Dada's Minister] 
Karikaalan : Brother, who is this?

Karikaalan : Land belonged to someone else before us, and it will belong to someone else after we're gone. You can't take even the dirt on your grave with you. So why act in such a way?
Haridev Abhayankar : What you have said, I know very well. But even if all I can get is the dirt on my grave, I will be very happy. Is there a problem?
Karikaalan : There is a problem! To me, land is life. To you, land is only power!
Haridev Abhayankar : And power is my life.
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