Banjo Page #6

Why?

He's gone...to Ravi Nair's office, to thrash him. - What?

Like always.

I'll be right back means...

Are you Ravi Nair? - Yes.

Life gives you two choices, man.

Tarat...let's go from here, I'll talk to him.

Wait outside, madam.

I'll talk to him now.

Chris, what are you doing here?

And who is he? - I will... - Mickey...

What is that they say...

For... - My sake...

My sake...Tarat. Stop.

Bro...who's asking for it. - Who?

Asking for what?

Who the hell are these people?

There's not much light in this room.

Do you need extra tube-lights?

What?

Not needed...go.

Bro...what about this?

Does your cycle need a new chain? This one's brand new.

He doesn't...go.

What about the empty bottles?

No soda?

Go on.

Soda?

If you are all done with the shenanigans...

...will you please tell me what's going on here?

Mr. Nair, I wanted to know what happened.

Why did you refuse?

I don't believe you, Chris.

I already told you about it.

It would've happened if it was supposed to happen.

But... - Listen, Chris. Please.

Try and understand.

I can't lose my job over it.

If you guys fail...I lose my credibility over it.

My career is over.

So who would take a risk like that?

Risk... You've already taken a risk, Mr. Nair.

What's going to happen tomorrow... I'll tell you.

These boys, they are so good.

And they are going to be big.

Their names will be recorded in history.

But...there will be another name in history.

And that's you.

Now you decide whether...

...it will be for selecting them, or for rejecting them.

Okay, given.

But just three minutes.

But only for you.

That's all we need.

And hey...I am not paying for this.

I don't get it...

We won't get paid.

Why won't we get paid?

Finally he said yes...and you want money!

What is wrong with you, Tarat?

Do it as an investment.

Madam...what's investment got to do with this?

If you want the fruit tomorrow...

...you got to sow the seed today.

What did you say?

If you sow the seeds today... you'll reap the fruits tomorrow.

I don't want any fruits.

Taraat...that's what investment means.

But... - Look at me, Tarat.

Do you trust me?

So forget all this.

So practice... we've a big day coming up.

Shall we?

Okay.

Two minutes...I'll be right back.

I told you it's an investment.

Fine...but let me go. - You'll reap the benefits later.

But I got to go now. - I'll come, too.

Madam... you go when you want to.

But let me go now.

No Tarat, you'll go fight with him again.

Oh God, I really have to go pee... - Oh...

Then go.

Do you still want to come? - No.

Lord...this is good news.

Guys...we've an opportunity to play at the club.

We're going to rock now.

Keep coming!

Keep coming!

Keep coming!

Keep coming!

But...we won't get paid for this job.

What?

Go on.

Go on.

Go on.

Why did you come if you have no money?

We won't get paid. - Move.

Why not?

We get paid to play on the streets?

And this guy...he even gets paid to pick up with his mouth.

What a pathetic place you're taking us to.

Grease... investment.

Investment?

Investment is subject to market risk.

Very big risk.

Look guys...try to understand.

First time a Banjo band's getting a chance to perform on stage.

Isn't this really respectable?

They are with us?

Are you here to listen?

To play.

"Let your heart soar high."

"Sing out loud and clear."

"Sing along this awesome song."

"The world's old school."

"Chew that bubblegum and spit it out."

"Sing along this awesome song."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

Taraat bhai, I am thirsty.

How about some water? - Forget water.

Come on.

All of you have been invited inside.

Hey guys, come on in.

Come, join us for dinner.

You sit, I'll sit there. - No, sir. This is for you.

Taraat bhai, is he giving me a haircut?

I am not getting one.

We just played once already... why again?

What's this?

Fill her up.

Can I get some takeaway? - What?

For my father.

Are you going to toss that in the air? - No, sir.

Learn to respect alcohol. - Yes, sir.

So... today's performance was okay.

Are you all ready for your next performance?

Yes.

I mean...

You'll get advance.

We're ready!

Cheers to that.

"Look at them... they are talented gems..."

"They are out of the streets..."

"...and now playing at this gig."

"Once they were under our feet..."

"...and now the sky's their limit..."

"There's a storm that's brewing inside my heart."

"It's saying..."

"It's saying... our destinies are changing."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let your heart soar high."

"Sing out loud and clear."

"Sing along this awesome song."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

"Let's all have a blast."

"We're all going to have a blast."

"Grungy guitar...throw that vest..."

"Let's all have a blast."

Their pictures in the papers!

Their pictures in the papers!

Their pictures in the papers!

But this is in English.

But the picture isn't in English.

Stop...

Bhai...look at the news.

What is it?

Taraat bhai performed in a club.

Awesome...

Seems like we Banjo guys we'll see better days.

We will. Play.

Wow! Our kids made the news.

Distribute 1 kg...onions to everyone.

Rascal...

If we didn't have the spat with that girl...

...then we would be featuring in the papers today.

Us!

Why didn't that girl come looking for us?

Boss...I think Taraat didn't let her.

Yes...he's right.

Look at where she took them.

And we're still rotting here.

Yeah...hello.

Yeah..

Boss...it's one of Bulani's guys.

He wants to meet you.

What does he want?

So...what do you think?

This will be good for the second song.

Yeah, totally.

One second.

Hey, girl. - How's your Tarat?

Did he do something new or not?

Come on, stop it. Right now the focus is our band.

We've found our sponsors.

And do you know, the Sobo Music festival has approached us.

I am so happy.

We'll go on tours...

We'll be famous.

It's going to be awesome.

Okay, cool. I'll talk to you later.

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