প্রথম 200টি লাইন।
"Hip-Hip Hurray... Hip-Hip Hurray."
"Let get out of here."
"Hip-Hip Hurray... Hip-Hip Hurray."
"Let get out of here."
"Mumbai's rail...seems like a jail."
"Mumbai's rail...seems like a jail."
"Some push from the front."
Keep moving ahead.
"While some punches you from the back."
"Smart*** get lost."
"Some push from the front."
"While some punches you from the back."
"I don't understand a thing."
"Oh, God...someone explain this to me."
"What this charade?"
"Mumbai's rail..."
"Mumbai's rail...seems like a jail."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Love you Mumbai."
"I love Mumbai."
"She's not a female...nor is she a male."
"She pushed me.."
"..and I landed in a women's seat."
"The women started staring at me."
"I stepped back, and they moved forward."
"I bumped into them by mistake.."
"..and they thrashed me like a pillow."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
Don't mess with me...or I'll set you straight.
"I was in a bad shape until the next station arrived."
"As I escaped the women, the TC caught hold of me."
"He caught my collar.."
"And said...I was making trouble in the ladies bogie."
"And the people and police beat me black and blue."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
Mumbai
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai's rail... seems like a jail."
"Mumbai's rail... seems like a jail."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Mumbai."
"Love you Mumbai."
"I love Mumbai."
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Where did he go?
He escaped.
Yes, but we'll catch him if it's the last thing we do.
You know, Pandu. What?
If we can't catch him while we're alive..
..how can we catch him after we're dead?
Oh my..
Oh, God. I think the police won't spare me.
It's best that you leave this city.
Munna.
What happened, Munna?
Sonu and Monu are not letting me play along.
Why not, son?
They say I look ugly.
Listen to me.
My son is the most handsome. Really, mother.
Yes, that's why they are jealous of you.
Why, mother?
Tell me something, Munna?
Yes.
Who's more honest, mother or the world?
Mother's the honest one.
So your mother says that my Munna is handsome.
Very handsome.
More handsome than anyone.
Really, mother? Yes, son.
And listen...you will marry a girl like her.
Really? Yes.
Look, Munna.
Look who's here.
Who are they, mother?
Them?
That's madam.
Is that how madam's look? Yes, they do, Munna.
And my Munna will marry a madam like her.
Then I too will marry a madam.
Yes, son. of course.
Okay, bye.
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor...You're the one.."
"..who listens to everyone's request."
"Some ask for fame...some ask for fortune."
"I wish for motherly love."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
"Hear us...O Benefactor."
"O Benefactor."
Boss, I think someone's up there.
Who is it?
Look who's up there, Khali Dada? Yeah.
Oh, God.
Boss, he ran away. - Ran away.
Messing with Khali Dada means inviting trouble.
He ran away.
Yes.
Otherwise I would've stripped him apart.
Boss, forget about that.
We've to go to America by 7.
Its 5 already, let's go quickly.
Okay. Yes.
Fine, you talk too much.
That's my style.
Oh no, he hasn't arrived yet.
Oh, God!
Baby.
Listen. What?
My name is Munna. What should I do?
Marry me? Marry? Who?
My mother says...
"Munna, you're so handsome."
"You should marry some madam."
That's why I came to the city.
So, what should I do?
Madam, marry me.
My mother will be really happy.
But me and my mother will be really sad.
You bloody..
Have you seen your face in the mirror?
Actually, madam...I keep dreaming only about you.
So I...didn't get the time to see the mirror.
Oh my, God.
S**t.
What happened, madam?
What happened to you?
Leave me alone.
Otherwise I will break your hands and legs.
Or I will shoot you. I will shoot you.
What's wrong with you, madam?
Why are you speaking the language of ghosts and witches.
Stop. Don't touch me.
Or else I will kill you.
No, no, madam, don't be so harsh.
If I die, what about my mother?
What about my sister Chanda?
What about my calf Ganesh?
And my chicks, what about them?
And...one of the calves is very handsome.
Like you.
You idiot. Do I look like a calf to you?
Oh my, God!
Deepak! Deepak! Deepak!
Where are you, Deepak!
What happened, darling?
He was flirting with me. What? You..
And the rascal said I looked like his calf.
Bloody illiterate.
How dare you flirt around with the innocent girls of our city?
I will break your hands, understand?
I've already said that. I see.
But he didn't listen.
Then I will break his legs.
I even said that.
But he still didn't listen.
Fine, then I will strangle him to death.
I even said that to this rascal.
But he still didn't listen.
If you've already said everything, why call me?
Deepak?
Can't you protect me from this bloody illiterate?
Then I would rather remain a spinster than marry a coward like you.
Or...
Munna.. Munna..
Marry this Munna..
..who has the guts to say that he wants to marry me.
Yes, absolutely right, Madam.
Shut up.
Here's your ring.
I am breaking off our engagement.
We're no longer related.
You ruined my love.
I won't spare you. - Deepak.
Deepak.
Let him go. What are you doing?
I think he's crazy.
Let him go.
I am sparing your life because of her.
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