لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
CONSUMPTION OF LIQUOR IS INJURIOUS TO HEALTH.
'The one this guy is dragging is my friend Ballu.'
'His only fault is that he couldn't run away.'
'That ring is a symbol of Ballu and Neena's love.'
'Neena, my sister-in-law.'
'Ballu loved Neena a lot.'
'And Neena, she too loved him like crazy.'
'Do you know why?'
'Because she was crazy.'
Show me your nails, Neena.
You still bite your nails.
Open your mouth.
Say ah, Neena.
Say ah, Neena.
Neena?
Neena?
No, my child.
My darling daughter.
Go and get juice for the doctor.
Go on.
What's wrong with Neena? She looks fine.
Nothing much, aunt.
She has borderline personality disorder.
That's a good thing.
She burnt the midnight oil to study.
That's why she is that.
That's not a degree.
It's a mental illness.
'That's Neena's grandma.'
'She too has same traits as Neena.'
'I mean she too is crazy.'
Like when a fan rotates, it spreads the air.
Now when a fan rotates in the opposite...
direction though it is moving...
it won't spread air.
Similarly, Neena's brains functions differently.
'That's Neena's father, Mr Brar.'
'The one sitting on the chair next to him is Neena's mother.'
'Harjeet.'
Harjeet, Tony is fine.
Go to sleep. - 'You can't see her?'
'I couldn't see her either.'
'Only Mr Brar can see her.'
Juice.
'I forgot about the doctor.'
Not his one, take the one of the next.
'He wants to save Neena.'
'And Neena wants to kill him.'
Take it.
Drink it.
I'll break your legs today.
'That's Tony.'
'What do I say about him?'
'Take a guess.'
Daddy, look what he's doing to my friend!
He doesn't work at all!
Tony! Can't you hear me?
Leave him alone.
Papa, he is not letting go of him.
I'll break you and throw it in the water.
Deepa, why don't you get the rotation of the fan corrected?
Daddy, he won't stop.
Do it soon, Deepa.
Papa!
Forget him. Shoot him off.
Neena! - Daddy!
Look how your daughter talks to me, Harjeet.
Grandpa!
Mr Brar, what if he had been shot?
Mother, people get to go crazy, I get crazy children.
Look at that.
It's okay. I'll stare at him.
Deepa, you're worrying for no reason.
I was just like Neena when I was of her age.
Everything falls into place once you get married.
'Grandma started making this sweater a long time ago.'
'I think she'll stop only when she's dead.'
Doctor, mother is right.
Neena isn't of a age to play with dolls, but with boys.
I should get Neena married.
Mr Brar, who would get their boy married to Neena?
No, I mean who will find a boy for Neena?
You.
That too by tomorrow.
I think by looking after the crazy, Mr Brar too has gone crazy.
Now only Dr Singh can cure this.
Dr Singh, Sam's condition is quite serious.
We gave him Panadol? - Yes.
We gave him Voveran? - Yes, doctor...
We tried insulin as well. - Yes, doctor.
Then how is he still alive?
He should have been dead.
Come on, let's find out. - Yes.
Sam!
Doctor, Sam will die. Please save his life.
You want me to check the patient without the safety gloves?
Doctor, I think the oxygen supply is blocked.
Pulse is almost gone. - His heart stopped beating.
Doctor, I think we will need to operate.
Why do you think I'm putting the mask on? To go to the moon?
I am getting ready to operate.
Strange people.
Who took the other glove? - Sam.
Doctor, start treating him with just one glove on.
You are right.
Nurse, injection.
Next time, be careful.
There is only this much difference between life and death.
Just this much.
If this injection had been administered to Sam...
then he would have been alive.
But never mind, there is still hope.
What?
I'll let you know.
Nurse. Hold it!
Sam is absolutely fine.
But we will need to keep in ICU for two days.
Well, why don't you ask all of Sam's relatives to come over?
Who's idea was it to use the hospital stuff?
You liked it?
It was my idea. - Shut up.
Sandy, you come and see me in my office. - Sorry, doctor.
Ballu, you're ruining the atmosphere of the mental hospital.
Ruined it? How? It's not like I opened a bar in her.
Good news for you, Ballu.
You and Abdul are scheduled for counselling.
Ballu!
What is a counsellor? - You don't know?
They ask you a few questions.
If we give them the right answer, they'll discharge us.
But your chances are slim.
Did you like Neena?
Dear, he's nice, isn't he? Do you like him?
Why? What is wrong?
I don't like his chin.
It didn't work out because of the chin. Find someone else.
He is good. You like him?
What is wrong?
His eyebrows are not good.
Eyebrows?
Dear, when can change them as we want.
Okay?
Okay then, let's get them engaged as soon as possible.
Mr Brar, can we discuss this?
Sure, of course.
Deepa, you don't call this discussing, you call this scheming.
Yes.
No.
His forehead is uneven. - Shit.
Crooked nose.
No.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
No.
I know a boy.
He is great.
Hello.
Sit.
Hello.
You have come alone?
I make my own decisions.
Did you also make the decision to come here alone?
Of course.
I told you he is good.
Neena, everything looks fine.
What do you mean by fine?
I am a master degree holder.
Hi, I am RD.
You don't like him?
You don't like him either?
What is wrong with him? He has nice hair.
Doesn't he?
Look at how nice his forehead is.
Look at how nice his eyebrows are.
He has such good teeth. His chin is so nice...
His chin is so nice... - His hands are ugly.
His hands? His hands aren't good?
Okay fine, only his hands aren't good. - Everything else is fine?
Are you sure?Just his hands?
Son, I own 1500 acres of land.
You won't even have to lift your finger.
I understand.
Neena, tell me, which hand do you not like?
Right or left? - Right or left? Which hand do you not like?
Tony?
Here you go, papa.
Are you guys crazy!
All of them are mad!
Where have you got me? - This girl is the craziest of the lot.
Hey! - Daddy!
My Neena is not crazy.
My Neena is different. - She's different?
She doesn't like a hand but she'll like...
someone who doesn't have a hand?
She needs electric shocks.
Meet me outside, doctor. You've had it from me. I...
I'll get them punished. I'll call the cops.
There is no network here.
No network. - Phone...
Doctor! Where have you brought me!
Don't kill him.
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