All Is Well Page #7

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your husband's final rites.

Liar.

Kirpal must have

left our jewelry behind.

Tell us where they are.

What jewelry?

What about the time when

you left your mother here?

Who was paying for her expenses?

You left mother here?

I'll tell you later.

Son, your father troubled

your mother so much.

...that she lost her mind.

Hey drama queen!

And when she lost her mind,

this rascal threw her out.

You're uttering nonsense.

You threw mother out of the house?

Don't listen to her,

I'll tell you the truth.

And son, we looked after

your mother for a year.

Hopeless woman..stop ranting.

Listen to me.

I am sure he never told you this.

He divorced your mother,

I've got proof.

What are you saying?

You divorced mother?

What?

Brother lnder! Brother lnder!

What happened?

Move..move back.

Papa has left this key for you.

What key? Show me?

No..father said "Mom's a

crocodile, she'll devour everylhing".

Heard that, you crocodile.

- You shut up.

Well..don't just stand there,

catch the short one.

Give me the key. - Here.

Chote, give me the key.

Give me the key.

Come and get it.

- Come on.. - Stop.

Here's the key.

Come and get it.

Stop. What are you doing?

Chote, give me the

key or else I'll spank you.

Chote, what are you doing?

Stop, Chote.

Move aside.

Wait.

Chote..

Catch him.

Brother lnder.

You are all my brothers.

...so I won't raise my hand on you.

But if anyone tries to stop us..

...l'll give them

a sound thrashing and..

I'll beat you up real bad.

Which cupboard does this key open?

This doesn't open any cupboard.

It's the key to a

locker in Kasol Bank.

Back to Kasol?

Stop the car.

I said stop the car.

Will you please stop the car?

Stop the car.

Ask.

Why don't you ask..why

I threw your mother out?

Why did I divorce her?

Ask whatever you want.

There's no need to ask.

I've been watching

everylhing since I was a kid.

And I should've

realized everylhing..

...when I saw mom at the

Old Age Home the other day.

She was there

because she was sick.

Why won't she fall sick?

A woman that served you

all her life, endured your taunts..

...If you divorce her at this age,

she's bound to fall sick.

Look at what you've done to her.

You..you're responsible

for your mother's condition.

Wow..that's..

Fantastic man..that's unbelievable.

You just keep it up, okay.

Stop showing off your English.

Do you have the strength

to hear the truth?

Your mother had already

given up on me..

...because I was

uselesshopeless.

But you were the apple of her eye.

My child will make

me proud..look after me.

"He'll suppon in my old-age."

But this kid..left her all alone.

I may have divorced her,

but I am with her now.

You did this to her.

It was you. Only you!

Fine..fine...!

I left her, right?

She's my responsibility.

So now I'm taking

mother back with me.

You can stay

here with your bakery.

You think that.

I have seven kids..

But you're all just

a bunch of fools. Look at them.

Boss, do we come along too? - Yes.

Bloody beggars,

have you seen your clothes?

Clothes.

- His uncle seems to be a rich man.

I'll go alone.

0K8'!-

No one will get down from the car.

Fine, boss.

Look at him licking ice-cream.

and laughing.

I'll slap you.

Stupid.

Greetings. - Greetings.

Are you Mr. Arora,

the Mercedes owner's, wife?

Yes.

Well..Mr. Bhalla's my uncle.

So? I had an imponant

message for him.

He's here, isn't he?

Can you call him?

Well..go call Bhalla now.

Okay, mom.

Come on.. - Come..

You want to meet Bhalla, don't you?

- Listen to me.

Listen to me.

This is wrong.

I think the boss

is getting beaten up.

Come inside.

Shall we go in? - Shut up.

The boss said no, remember.

Have you seen your clothes?

Nephew's looking so handsome.

Get lost.

Look at the boss' clothes.

Don't forget your jacket.

Yeah, Ronnie. - Yeah, lnder.

The bank formalities will

be done with by tomorrow. - Okay.

But I'll have to wait few days.

...to arrange for

mom's passpon and visa.

You're bringing your parents here.

Not my parents..just mom.

And Bhalla uncle?

I just said only mom.

Did you have a fight

with your father again?

It's not that, papa. - I don't

have the time to explain all this.

We were stuck.

I'll be home in 3-4 hours.

But what will we

tell Mohit until then?

Tell him I am angry with him.

Just make some excuse, papa.

Come soon. - Okay.

If you are marrying

him then tell him the truth.

No need to lie.

One has to make excuses, lnder.

Because life has given

us excuses for staying together.

As you can

see..first in the plane.

Then we had to run away together.

You even dropped me home.

But Chima brought me to you again.

This is some divine scheme..which

will ultimately unite us.

It's a fraud.

Marry Mohit, he's a good boy.

Come on.

Brother-in-law.Brother-in-law.

- I am going.

Nimmi doesn't want to see

you until you don't grow a moustache.

Are you crazy?

I can't grow

a moustache so easily.

Please drink some cold drink.

- I don't want it.

Please, have it.

Did you eat? - Yes, I did.

With my own hands.

Wow. Congratulations.

And where is he?

How many times have I told

to get the good stuff.

This thing stings.

Should l? - Yeah.

I meant me..dab it on me.

Boss, boss, boss..look.

I think that's our car.

That is our car.

Go and get it. - Yeah..

And listen..be swift.

Okay. - Go.

You carry on.

Slowly. - Carefully.

Come on.

RascaL.

Tip-toe. Tip-toe.

Bhalla, you..

Hey..let's go. Quickly.

They are here already.

Hey, stop.

They are gone.

Come quickly. Come on. - Coming.

Stop tip-toeing and run.

Come on. - Run!

Faster. Drive faster. - Quickly.

Bhalla..l got beaten

up because of you.

I won't spare you this time.

I'm paying the installments on the

car..and they're taking it for a spin.

They're driving really fast.

After all it's our car, boss.

What are you doing?

Inder, what are you doing?

Why is lnder

trying to flee from us?

Why is lnder coming this way?

Chima..catch him. - Boss, police.

You will get us killed,

where do you think you're going?

Where did he go?

Forgive me. Turn back.

What are you doing? - Forgive me.

I won't do it again. - Boss.

Don't turn back.

Shove them in. - Where are we?

What are you doing?

I can't see a thing.

- That's my stick.

It's so dark.

Drive.

Come on. - Get out. Quickly.

Where is he?

Sir, before you're

fired from your job..

...l suggest that

you resign yourself.

It will save you the humiliation.

What's happening.

It stopped.

This was bound to happen.

Hit the self.

- I'm doing just that.

"Papa says someday l'll be famous."

Push

This wouldn't have happened

if you weren't driving so recklessly.

Now just push.

Nimmi, put the car in gear. - Yes.

Come on.

Try now. - I am.

Nimmi.

Where are you going?

Flowers for the pretty ladies.

How sweet, uncle.

And romantic.

What do I say?

People used to swear

by our love-story.

Tell her. Tell her.

She's feeling shy.

Why don't you tell

us some story, uncle?

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