Andaz Apna Apna Page #9

Poor chap.

I think he's drunk everything.

It happens...

...a broken heart affects the brains.

Now, what can be done?

I tried to make him understand.

To return to Bhopal.

That nothing was possible here.

But he wouldn't listen.

- Now listen Amar...

- It's too late.

The poor chap's youth will

be spent in an asylum.

- Why don't you understand, Amar!

- Please explain, Raveena.

I'm not Raveena, I'm Karishma.

She's Raveena Bajaj.

She's Ramgopal Bajaj's only heir.

I'm his accountant,

Harishankar's daughter.

I did all this at

Raveena's instructions.

Prem... is not crazy.

He's dancing in glee.

Raveena must have told him the truth.

Prem has won what you badly wanted.

I have no wealth, Amar.

I have nothing.

It's good that we took this route, isn't it?

Or Gogo would have held us!

How was the idea?

- Where's your boss, Teja?

- We don't know.

Why do you always harass us because of him?

I won't spare him.

I'll have his eye-balls for marbles!

- I want my money!

- You'll get your money!

Teja's brother is bringing

diamonds from London.

He'll sell the diamonds and pay you off!

- I don't want the money.

- Good.

I want the diamonds!

- Get down!

- Why?

I'll steal something, since

I'm here! It's family business!

Mogambo's nephew, Gogo!

He took our scooter the last

time and our bicycle now...

...and the next time...

Did you see that?

Gogo's gimmicks?!

He's not at the bus-stop

and not at the tea-shop...

- Where have you been?

- Why? What's wrong?

Nothing yet...

But she went away crying.

Who?

Which Raveena?

The one who was first

Raveena and is now Karisma?

Is it the one who pretended to be the servant?

Or is it the one who

pretended to be money-bags?

- 'Your' Raveena!

- What happened to her?

She went away crying.

She said she'd commit suicide.

- What are you saying?

- Read it.

- Where did she go?

- There.

What's wrong?

Why are you screaming?

What happened?

I almost died!

What does this mean?

What have you written?

What's wrong with that?

I really came here to die...

...but I found it a bit too high.

I'll jump from down below.

It'll hurt less.

- What nonsense is this?

- What's my life to you, anyway?

Your love for me wasn't real in any case.

Look Raveena... I mean, Karisma...

Look at me...

Look into my eyes.

Does my love seem fake to you?

I admit I had come to enact a farce.

But I've really fallen in love with you.

Whoever you are, however you are... I love you.

Your friend has hurt my friend's heart.

If something happens to her...

...I'll never forgive you!

- But Karisma...

- Not Karisma, Raveena!

My friend talks a lot, but he's a nice chap.

He'd never hurt your friend.

She's gone to end her life!

What about that?

- Nothing.

- What?

Amar could even con the

God of Death and bring Him here.

They'll be here any moment, arm in arm.

- Where were you?

- She went to end her life.

She wanted less height.

I brought her back.

- Didn't I say, Karisma...

- What did you say?

- It's very confusing!

- Oh yes, it is!

This is a great problem.

We're not concerned with

what your real names are...

...your names will be what

we have always called you!

At least meet Amar and Prem once, Dad.

We've known them well.

They're one in a million.

They're not only handsome,

but able and sensible too.

It's 8 'O Clock.

Where's my newspaper?

Everything should be done at its time.

- Prem is a very good man.

- Amar's good at heart.

- They're wonderful.

- Intelligent.

- Handsome, wise...

- Good-hearted...

Where's my tea?

There's a time for everything.

I've been hearing about them since I've arrived.

Nobody seems to be asking about me.

Call them at 7 tomorrow.

Is it time for the sugar, sir?

Listen carefully or you could ruin everything.

- Uncle speaks little.

- Hears little, too.

- Is he deaf?

- Don't talk nonsense with him.

- Don't be quiet out of fear, okay?

- What's there to fear?

It's a matter of love.

Of getting married...

...we marry at home with

consent; in the temple without it...

- Right?

- I thought so too.

Put your hands down.

You're three minutes late!

Do you know the value of three minutes?

One can finalize deals worth

crores in that much time!

I had reserved six minutes for you.

Three minutes for you to

speak and three for me.

You've lost your three minutes;

Now only listen...

Amar and Prem...

...full of purity and devotion.

Your names had suggested that you

were glamour-struck vagabonds.

But you're useless parasites, too.

While you do certainly

look like illiterate bums...

...you proved to be greater fools when you...

...thought I'd agree to this match.

My three minutes are not up.

I've brought up these girls with

a lot of love and affection.

But I think they need medical help...

...because they've chosen rascals like you.

Pull the finger out of the mouth and get lost!

- What happened?

- What else?

He tried to throw his weight

around and started bragging.

About his achievements and status.

I told him that we were not

concerned with whatever he was!

It's for you to see, as to how we are!

Quiet!

He was absolutely quiet!

He really felt that what

I had said made sense.

- Tell them what I said, too.

- Oh yes!

His spirits also rose, when he

saw me. What's that you said?

I shut him up! I gave 2 answers

for each of his question.

There was one question, and two answers...!

It was only questions and

answers and then... silence!

A long silence...

You should do something to win his respect.

For instance, suppose Ramgopal

Bajaj gets into some problem...

...and you rescue him!

He himself is the 'problem'!

What problem will be get into?

Bloody Hitler!

Just suppose the old man gets kidnapped...

...and the two of you risk your lives to save him!

Won't both of you be heroes then?

Is that a marriage-plan or a death-trap?

He's talking about risking lives!

We won't risk our lives!

Who'll kidnap him anyway?

We will kidnap him.

We'll ask for a ransom of 5 lakhs,

but you come and rescue him!

Isn't the problem solved?

Very simple!

The man's a real 'clock', sir!

He has things planned for every single second!

You should call him the HM instead of Ramgopal Bajaj!

- So you're Teja's goons, eh?

- Not I, sir, it's him!

- It's him...

- He brought me here!

You work for him and even lie about it!

We work for him? Oh no!

He's a first-rate rascal, sir!

Let's go the Police Station, sir...

...we'll have him reported

and thrown behind bars!

I'll finish of your game!

Dealing my cards in my absence, eh?

Mr. Teja!

I always knew!

You've really pulled off this gimmick, sir!

I imitate him well, don't I?

- We both were fooled.

- Everybody else will be, too!

What I have to decide is

how to get into his house now!

I'll make the plan for that, too.

- He gets up at 6 every morning.

- And goes jogging after that!

- He jogs near the Ladies Hostel.

- Voyeuristic chap, sir!

- He reads the papers at 7 a.m.

- And bathes at 7.30, sharp.

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