Khatron Ke Khiladi

Hi. - Hi.

Hello.

Hi.

'None of the girls are wearing precious ornaments.'

Where are you planning to spend your vacation?

I'm thinking of going to Ooty. Why don't you come along?

Come, sit.

Waiter! - Excuse me.

Yes?

My name is Rajesh. I'm a freelance photographer.

I want to click your photograph.

What?

Not because it's my hobby,

but it's my bread and butter.

Quick service. You'll get it delivered tomorrow.

Sorry, I'm not interested.

Kavita, get it clicked.

Kavita!(Poetry). Beautiful!

For someone who stirs the heart like poetry, Kavita is an apt name.

Believe me, I have photographed many girls

but I've never seen someone as pretty as you.

I don't know about photography, but you speak well.

Go ahead. - Please come.

Please stand here.

Just a minute. Hold that look.

Look here. Fantastic!

Beautiful!

Terrific!

Yes. Hold the pose.

Smile. Beautiful smile!

Keep that look. Hold that look.

I want to ask you... Where is the *** face?

What do you think of the necklace?

That's not the answer to my question.

Even you haven't answered my question.

You ***. You are my employee.

I pay you Rs 1,500 every month.

Jaichand, in the last 5 months, I gave you photographs of 15 girls

who were wearing expensive jewellery.

All those ornaments were robbed.

None of your business.

You got those ornaments worth millions robbed

because of my photographs.

And paid me a meagre amount of Rs 1,500 a month.

Now I will show you only the ornaments' photographs.

You value their price and I'll steal them.

We'll share the money equally.

All right!

You have grown too big for your boots.

Think about it.

If you don't agree to it, I'll find someone else.

There's no hurry.

Once I rob the necklace, I'll come to you to strike a deal.

Good bye.

The scoundrel wants to strike a deal with me!

He wants me to share the money with him.

Guards! - Yes, boss.

Follow him.

Make sure you get the necklace before he does. - Yes, boss.

Once you get it, bring it to me.

Go. - Okay, boss.

Mom.

Mom!

No!

Stop!

Mom!

Please calm down!

Please don't!

Mom!

Mom!

Please calm down!

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Please calm down!

Have some milk.

Ms Laxmi,

your son seems to be God's blessings to you.

He's your obedient son.

I'm grateful to God, sir.

Let's go, son.

Here. Return the rest of the money.

What are you doing?

What's this? Just Rs 10?

I'd given you Rs 20.

I charged Rs 10 for the flowers.

But... - Mister,

everyone charges Rs 5... - All the things in my shop are original.

These flowers are from Kashmir.

These sweets are from Bengal.

These incense sticks are from Bengaluru,

and the coconuts are from Kerala.

Original things have double rate. Understand?

This is cheating!

Then, buy things from another shop from tomorrow.

But mister, what about today?

Shall I show you? - Yes.

Son, you aren't hurt, are you?

Get up.

Do you want me to hit you more?

No. Let it be, son.

We shouldn't mess with such people.

He's fighting at a holy place.

I wonder what will happen to the world.

Yes, mister. The things in your shop are original.

Let's go, son. - Yes.

We shouldn't mess with such goons. - Get in, mom.

Come! Take the prayer materials free of cost.

Take these.

Take these free of cost.

Take these. - Hey!

How dare you!

Mister, everything is original.

Is this original too?

I see.

He sells things saying they're from Bengal, Kashmir and Kerala?

Mom had called you?

When she told me that you'd gone to meet a friend,

I understood that you'll bring him.

Constable, put him in the lock-up.

Just a minute, dad.

He charges double the amount for selling original things.

But you must know the truth about him.

What is it?

Yes, his real name is Raghavan.

He's a smuggler. - I see.

His photograph is in the wanted criminals list.

Look.

The third photograph in the 2nd row is him.

He's the same person.

I'll put you behind the bars forever.

My name is Inspector Ramavtar. Understand?

Constable, put the *** in the lock-up. - Go!

You have a good memory.

His photograph is in my police station

and you recognised him. - Dad, it doesn't matter

whether I recognised him or you.

The main aim is, I should get medals.

You catch the goons and I get promotions.

What are you saying, dad? - I'm telling the truth.

I'll leave. Mom must be waiting. - Okay.

Son, have tea...

Shut up!

My son didn't beat you much, If I had been in his place...

Hello, Ms Kavita. - Hello.

I kept my promise. I was here before time.

This is the most beautiful face I have ever captured in my camera.

Have a look for yourself.

How are they? - Fantastic.

What's this?

'Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.'

'Everyone who saw your picture was left enchanted.'

So you are also a poet.

I wasn't, I became one because of you.

I was developing your photograph last night.

When it was complete,

I felt as if the entire dark room was lit.

Endless emotions erupted within me,

my mind gave them the form of words,

and speech turned them into a couplet.

If you join me, I'll sing this couplet as a song.

Please.

Okay.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

Everyone who saw your picture was left enchanted.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

Don't mind what a lover says.

Don't mind what a lover says.

You're as beautiful as the moon.

After meeting you, one's luck changes.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

Your beauty is as charming as that of nature.

Your beauty is as charming as that of nature.

Your eyes are mesmerising.

They are as beautiful as flowers.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

I swear.

You are so beautiful.

I swear.

You are so beautiful.

One doesn't need springtime

or flowers when you are around.

Wherever you place your feet

turns into a paradise.

Some turned into poets, some were mitten and some were spellbound.

Everyone who saw your picture was left enchanted.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

Some turned into poets, some were smitten and some were spellbound.

You are also a good dancer.

All thanks to you.

You're so charming that if you touch a statue,

even that will begin to dance.

Don't flatter me so much that I think highly of myself.

How much should I pay you for the photographs?

What are you saying?

The moments you spent with me are more precious to me than money.

Really?

Of course.

Good night.

Thief! Thief! Thief! Thief!

Nab them!