Banjo Page #3

Come...

Come...

Come...

Come...

Oh my...I'm washing this after a long time.

Needs a nice scrub.

Wow...now it's shining like new.

Grease, wake up.

Taraat is awake.

Taraat is awake. - So early.

And he also took a really long bath.

What... bucket instead of bottle!

Sorry..Sorry..Sorry.. Sorry!

But just.. just one minute.

Just one.

You look like a typical foreigner!

Where did you get this? - Patil sir...

... your special tea?

Where's that Taraat?

Tea for sir? - No..no..no...

What were you saying about Taraat?

He's such a show-off otherwise.

But the other day... he was following that lady around.

You're absolutely right.

See... he hasn't showed up yet.

Right... - See... he's even make you stand.

Cutting!

Sir... why do you sound like Taraat?

Taraat will sound like Taraat, right.

Taraat!

Stop...

Stop you.

Madam.

Madam.

Tarat!

What are you wearing?

English style.

For you.

I like the Indian better.

This...no..no..no!

No!

Yes!

I love it.

'I love it.'

"Your gaze pierced right through my heart."

"Pretended to be nave and struck right at my heart."

"Since you touched me gently..."

"I lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It flew..."

"My slumber is lost."

"It flew..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

"As you got me indebted in love."

"I was the best... but you made me useless."

"As you made me dance to your tunes..."

"It is lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

"My heart's turned insane..."

"...since you set your sights on it."

"Your lover's stunned."

"The Lord's created you... with finesse."

"Give me...a chance to be together."

"Don't... deceive your beloved."

"The few days that you spent with me."

"Gave me dreams beyond my imaginations."

"You left an anguish burning in my heart..."

"It is lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

"Your gaze pierced right through my heart."

"It is lost..."

"My peace of mind is lost."

"It is lost..."

"My slumber is lost."

Did you say something? Huh!

"It is lost..."

Hey Cutting, did you ask something?

Why would I ask you tea at night? - Yeah...

Tea... at night...Correct.

Aunty...

Aunty...did you ask something?

Did you pour some of that alcohol in your ear too?

What?

Girl?

Who?

Chris?

What did you say?

I am crazy about her?

Whenever I see her... there's a smile on my face.

I am still smiling.

I am the kite... and she's the string.

She's the peacock... and I am her beloved.

Is that what you're saying?

Say it slowly...someone might hear you.

You see...life gives you two choices.

Either you marry a girl like Chris immediately...

...or... you marry a girl like Chris right away.

Do you like her? Chris?

What? You like her a lot?

You want her as your daughter-in-law.

You won't talk to me if I don't marry her.

Fine...fine.. fine.

Happy?

Don't tell anyone else.

But listen, you must do one thing for me.

You must play the Banjo..

..at the wedding of your disciple.

And you won't just play... you'll sing too.

Huh!

You must sing, father.

I am really sleepy, father.

Sing.

Just like you used to sing when I was a kid.

I am really sleepy, father.

Sing.

Madam, this is our area's Marine Drive. - I see.

And he...makes amazing snacks.

How are you?

And this is 'Cuffe Parade'.

And that's the garbage.

This is where it's all collected. Fresh every-day.

She's gorgeous.

Very gorgeous.

Hey...she's mine.

Yeah...but she's gorgeous.

She's just right for me.

I want someone fair-looking like her.

Hey... look somewhere else.

And I did just like you said.

I didn't tell her that I play Banjo.

Ruins the impression.

I said 'Production'.

Smart boy.

Bro... introduce us, too. - Please.

Madam... Madam.

Yes.

Hi, I am Grease. - Hello, Grease.

And who are you? - Taraat's friend.

Oh... - In need.. in deed.

Cool... what do you do? - I am mechanical engineer.

Mechanical engineer. - Oh, cool, mechanical engineer.

Another friend. Paper.

Hi, Paper...

Hi...

I mean hello.

So...what do you do? - Yeah...

Distribution.

What is that actually?

One more friend... always frustration.

Please go on, please... - Okay.

Get lost... come on... - Tarat.

Yes, madam.

She called you 'Parrot'.

What?

Taraat bhai, parrots are smart. They even eat guavas.

Tarat. - Yes, madam.

And they do exactly as their master's say.

Let's go, we're not allowed to loiter here.

Bye, Tarat. - Tarat... - You...

Tarat... - Madam!

Madam...nowadays you come only for half a day.

It's hard to explain how I spend the rest of my day.

Sorry? - I mean...I've nothing to do for the rest of the day.

So it's hard to pass the time.

What do you do?

The rest of the day I look for Banjo bands...

Vaja... railway track... matter!

What are you saying?

Come on, show me. Let's go. - Hey...what's happening?

I'll be...right back.

Why are you laughing?

Because now it's your time to cry.

Leave him.

Stop... Leave him.

Thankfully the cops are never on time.

But you got lucky today.

You won't be this lucky next time, understand...

Get lost... come on...

So...

What did you say?

The cops are always late.

If the cops are on time...

...it's the beginning of your bad luck.

Understand.

What are you staring at?

Come on...get lost.

Give the stick.

You...

You let them beat you...

Couldn't you punch them once?

Boss... remember Jagdish, the electrician. - Yeah.

He wants to meet you. - Send him.

Jagdish. Come on.

Pakya...I've breaking news for you.

Is your mother getting married again?

You need a Banjo player.

A foreigner lady's looking for Banjo player all over the city.

A contract this big...

Banjo? - Girl?

That's the problem!

That's the problem!

Whenever it's time to play the Banjo...

...your head's in something else.

That's why Taraat's doing better than us.

He doesn't hit his own kids.

I...

You know better.

Did you tell anyone? - No... not yet.

Don't tell anyone. - Yes.

Keep your mouth shut.

Okay.

Go...fix a meeting with the girl.

Get lost.

What?

What are you all staring at?

Let's practice.

Chris, I am telling you.

Let's settle for them instead.

They are as good as them.

Think about it for a few days.

You still have a day or two.

Hey...I saw that, okay! - What?

Just put it back.

What happen?

He flicked the plectrum.

Hey, madam... don't get too hot-headed.

This is a piece of garbage.

I can buy it too.

Just name your price... I'll pay cash.

You can't buy everything...

Some things need to be earned!

You won't understand. Just get out. - Lower your voice!

Lower your voice when you talk to me, understand?

Okay...okay, guys.

Chill.

Come on, let's go. - You tell her! Show off.

Let's go.

She will come back to us... there is no place she can go.

Okay.. - Come on, pack everything up.

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