All Is Well Page #6

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cheque..whatever he wants. - Yes.

Yeah, lnder. - Chhada sir.

Tell him..l didn't compose

these songs for selling them.

Is there a problem?

You don't have to worry.

If you've problem, then go back.

I'll handle things here.

You'll handle it. - Yes.

I see..

Is this how you handle things?

If you had really

handled everylhing..

"Then we wouldn't

be in this predicament.

Use your brains.

Sell the bakery and

put an end to all this.

And what do I do after I sell it?

Sell candy-oss and

gumballs outside schools.

At least there's something I own.

And few people

still visit the place.

Only a handful people

come your place for years.

Bajwa, Gupta, Sharma and Gulati.

And you can live the rest

of your life depending on them.

Who else can I depend on?

You left me and went ahead

to make a life of your own.

And as for your mothenshe

sick most of the time.

All I have is my bakery.

That bakery is

just your stubbornness.

No..it was my stubbornness.

But now it's become my necessity.

Every morning when I

get up and go the bakery..

...l feel like there's

still some meaning to life.

I'll keep sitting in my

bakery as long as I am alive.

I don't want to retire

before I am dead.

You can leave if you want to.

I'll look after your mother.

Pammi.

Where did Pammi go?

Pammi.

You look that side.

Pammi.

Pammi.

Mom!

Pammi.

Pammi.

"L set out..in my vehicle."

Son, hand me the wrench.

- Here you go.

"L came at a turn.."

Why you..

Bloody.. - What happened?

Aunty, where do you want to go?

Inder.. I've to get to lnder's school.

- School?

Where the hell are we?

Wonder where they are gone?

They always disappear.

Let's try calling them.

Your mom.. - I don't know.

Wait a minute.

Didn't Chima hang your

phone around her neck?

Yes, why?

Oh yes, call her.

School.

Answer the phone, aunty.

I've to get to the school.

Hello.. - lnder.

We've the girl.

And I have mom.

Engaged.

Who is this?

This is Balwinder, the

truck driver, speaking.

Aunty's lost her way.

But who are you?

L.. lnder. Her son.

It's your..lnder.

Where are you?

You see..she's a bit sick.

We're coming to pick her up.

Where are you?

There's a T-junction

on the Gurdaspur Highway.

Come and pickup

your mom from there.

Okay, fine.

Stay there, we'll be there soon.

Wakeup sister-in-law.

We've to go get her

mother-in-law - Get up.

Hello.

Hello, who is this?

This is Balwinder the

truck driver speaking.

Who are you?

I am that lady's son. lnder.

Are you her other son?

Other son?

Her son lnder just

called a minute ago.

We're meeting him at

Gurdaspufis T Junction.

To pickup aunty.

Gurdaspur T Junction.

Gurdaspur.. - Chima.

What? - Let's go.

There's the truck driver.

Look.

I guess her son's coming.

Look there.

The other one's coming too.

Look,

Bhalla and lnder are here too.

To hell with them.

It fires at anytime.

I think there's something wrong.

Let's go to the police. Let's go.

Nimmi?

Hi, lnder.

Pammi.

Pammi!

Hey truck driver, stop the truck.

Why you..

You can't drive properly.

My knee.

Boss..Boss..

Boss has fallen down.

Careful..it's wonh 350.

- Boss. careful.

Move.

Where are we?

What country is this?

- Boss, looks like India.

Where are Bhalla and lnder?

There they are.

No, lnder. I can't do it.

Bhalla..

Come on.

L..can't run, I've hum my knee.

Look behind the truck.

Where are they?

Look there.

I am looking boss.

Get in the car, quickly.

Quickly.

Come on, son..hurry up.

Catch them.

- Boss, they're running away.

Stop.

This never fires.

Get the car.

Carefully. - Come on, carefully.

Here come those freeloaders.

Mister.

...Is everylhing alright?

The fritters are amazing. Superb.

Forget the fritters..is

Arora still in?

This way.

Come.

Greetings.

Aunt'!-

lnder..you're here.

You did the right thing.

Your uncle's met a terrible fate.

It's really terrible.

He went out in his new Mercedes.

But on the way..a truck

driver saw him and said..

Hip-hip-hurray Mr.

Arora, brand new Mercedes.

And your uncle took his

hand off the steering wheel..

...and replied "Hip-hip-hurray".

And smashed his new Mercedes.

But is the pole okay."

I mean, your uncle Kirpal.

ls he okay?

Can we talk to him?

We haven't seen him yet,

how can you?

Mother.

- Oh my, somethings wrong.

What happened?

Papa's breathing heavily.

Oh my..it's almost time.

Finish eating everyone.

- Finish the fritters.

Come on, come quickly.

Inder, if he goes..the

jewels are gone too.

It's time.

What happened?

It's time..it's time.

Bhalla. - Kirpal.

Inder. - He's calling you.

Come here, son. Come here.

Come closer, son.

Jewels. The jewels.

Your mother's..jewels.

What about the jewels? Tell me.

Gone.

The jewels are gone.

He's dead.

Papa.

Did you insure

the Mercedes or not?

Nimmi, sweetheart. I am here.

Nimmi.

Oh..my Johnny Walker.

Lord is the ultimate truth."

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

We're carrying a dead body here,

are you blind?

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

I got a good shoot. - Right.

Let me come forward.

What the..careful. -

Lord is the ultimate truth.

He only looks skinny.

But honestly he's

heavier than a mountain.

He's turned into

a bull with our money.

Hey..laundryman.

- Move the red cloth.

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

Fine..fine.."Lord is

the ultimate truth."

Watch your step.

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

Holy Cow.. Careful.

Careful. -

Lord is the ultimate truth.

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

Come back, lnder.

Good catch.

Uncle, return our ball.

Uncle, return our ball.

Uncle, return our ball.

Will you take it along?

What option do we have?

Did you ever try to stick

your hands in a crocodile's jaw..

...and rip his heart?

"Lord is the ultimate truth."

He's left me all alone.

My husband is dead..

He went so suddenly.

He used to ride a Mercedes here.

What will he be riding up there?

He's made me a widow.

Louder!

You too.

What's all this?

- Where did they come from?

Keep saying?

He ate stuffed bread here..

What will he eat up there?

Hi!

Hi!

Hi!

Listen, Nimmi. Sorry.

You'll have to wait

little longer because of us.

It's okay.

Inder.

Come here. You want this?

There's the

crocodile with the heart.

Let's go.

Inder, you're here.

You made me really happy.

Your uncle really loved you.

He used to say lnder

earns in Dollars.

Listen to me, son.

Your uncle had a wish..

...that we throw a

big feast for everyone.

And son, we left no deanh.

We made sweetmeat in organic ghee.

And fritters fried in olive oil.

And your uncle's

left this for you.

Son, I have just one request.

Lend me 300,000 rupees.

I'll install three benches

at the station in your uncle's memory.

And it will also bear your name.

"NRl lnder".

Here you go, son. This is for you.

The bills for all the expenses.

Just give me 300,000..

- Curse you, you wretch.

Don't you have any shame?

You want us to pay for

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