Basmati Blues Page #7
-as a vacation.
- What?!
[muffled grunts]
Sir.
Monkey seeds?
I've always wondered
where monkeys came from.
And now, I have to go
and solve a crime
you will be committing.
[muffled] What?
[muffled shouts]
[group murmuring]
My apologies from all of Bilari.
But, I'm happy to announce
that we have already
captured the criminal.
Rain?
YES.
No, that's not possible. He's...
He's upset.
I think he likes being upset--
What is this?
No, don't touch!
This is a crime scene.
Chief.
Obey r
Obey r
With countless lies
To rectify 4'
We best be on our way a'
Obey r
Your blood and your name I'
Obey the laws of the heart I'
Hey! Hey!
Obey the laws of the heart I'
[William] Mr. Gurgon, trains
are coming from all over India
filled with the farmers' rice.
- It's incredible.
Perfect.
[William]
They all want Rice Nine.
[Gurgon] Let's enjoy the ride.
Obey r
Obey r
a' With a thousand lines
To memorize I'
We best be on our way a'
Obey r
Take that rice to the train.
Cheers.
Obey the laws of the heart I'
Obey the laws of the heart I'
Hey.
[crowd chattering]
Dad, don't wait up for me.
There's something
that I have to do.
William said I could speak
with Rajit.
He's with the head of Mogil.
I don't want to get you
in trouble.
- Wow, look at you.
-[grunts]
I'll speak first.
[grunts]
I just can't figure out
why you would want to gouge me
out of your life.
-[grunts]
- Shh.
You seem to hate me.
[muffled] No, Linda, I don't--
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I've been horrible.
I've been terrible to you,
but when I'm with you, I feel--
I...
I...
If I had a hundred arms
To hold... 4'
- Ugh!
'[9runts]
You lied and then I came back.
You're so sweet to me,
and then you're mean to me.
-[grunts loudly]
- You destroyed my greenhouse.
- What? Greenhouse?
- Don't even.
And you stabbed my monkey seeds.
You stabbed my heart
through my seeds.
No. William must have
stabbed those seeds
-to make you feel that way.
- Enough.
- William stab--
- Enough lying.
I don't even know
why I came here.
Linda.
Ask the farmers if they know
they have to buy seed
every year.
Good-bye, Raj.
[speaks foreign language]
Obey r
[band plays]
I know that it's probably
a stupid question to ask, but...
the farmers know that
they have to buy seed from us
every year, right?
Of course.
Can you imagine the surprise
if they didn't understand
the implications?
Mm-hm.
[Linda] Right.
How 'bout when
we're finished here,
we take a little side trip.
I've always wanted to see
the Taj Mahal.
[laughs]
Ah, that sounds great.
Mr. Gurgon,
everything's ready for you.
Honored guests...
and you are each,
every one of you,
an honored guest.
In an auspicious...
[shouts]
Ow! Ah!
-[bleats]
- Hey! Hey, goat.
Goat. Hi, goat. Goat.
- Hey, goat.
-[bleats]
Goat, get the key.
[bleats]
[applause]
Thank you. Um...
Thank you, Mr. Gurgon
and thank you, Mogil
for sending me
to this amazing country.
I miss Rajit.
This would have made him
so angry.
You've taught me your songs
and dances,
shared your mouth-searing food.
[aHlaugh]
Your tea...
Um...
Uh...
You know, my first day here...
I had the best tea
I've ever tasted.
What a weird guy.
He doesn't like the Taj Mahal.
[laughs]
[Gurgon] Hmm.
And, anyway...
You all know that you have to
buy the seed every year.
Right?
[aHlaugh]
-[chuckles]
-[Linda] Okay.
Okay, so he was crazy.
We plant our own seed.
Why would we buy it?
[aHlaugh]
But... but you can't plant
the harvested rice.
-[feedback]
- I'm serious.
Turn the mic back on, please.
- What's she saying?
- Uh...
But rice is a seed.
Exactly.
[sighs]
[man] We've put up
our farmers' security.
This is impossible!
- Mr. Gurgon...
- You sold it to them.
And you thought
you weren't a salesman.
You rock, Doc.
[Gurgon] We would not ask you
to do anything
that hasn't been done
by every successful farmer
in America.
Rice Nine is the way
to a bright future.
- No. No, it's not.
- How 'bout three cheers.
For the successful farmer.
-[Linda indistinct]
- Hip hip hooray!
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!
[Gurgon] And so it goes.
Together, we march forward.
I trust all is in order?
Our wish is that you fly
unchained from the past,
to soar to what heights you may
on wings of gold.
Or the precious metal
of your choice.
[Plays]
[Gurgon indistinct]
[Linda] Come with us.
Please, please.
[elder] Linda!
The horse for you.
Lapel, get that choo-choo train
going.
[Gurgon] Our destinies
are now entwined.
- Join us.
-[Gurgon continues]
Hey, hey, stop, stop.
No further.
[man] Go, go, go, go!
We have to stop the train.
Bring crowd control.
[grunting]
Master Rajit...
I have nothing to do
with anything.
[Gurgon in distance]
[Gurgon] It's all right, folks.
They're just here to protect you
and your future.
But they're not local boys.
[crowd murmuring]
A' Tomorrow comes r
[policeman shouts]
I want to thank you all
for participating
in this program.
[feed back]
Liar.
Eric.
let you go.
[Watt] Let go of me! Ow!
Shall we take the train?
-[cell phone rings]
- Hello?
[Gurgon] Lapel, is my choo-choo
ready to go?
Lapel?
[Rajit grunts]
Lapel?
Nice outfit.
Lapel!
It's ready when you are,
Mr. Gurgon.
Clickety-clack.
Get this engine shut down.
- Now.
- Yes, sir.
[crowd murmuring]
Give my regards to Broadway.
Get this carcass on the road.
Mr. Patel told us the departure
was cancelled.
Who the devil is Patel?
This rice is ready to roll.
This train is bound for glory.
[both sing] J' This train
Is bound for glory
The righteous and the holy a'
What?
[Evelyn] Press the green button.
[Gurgon] And the red button?
- Green, yes.
[hissing]
- Ah, there we go.
- There we go.
[whistle blows]
[horse neighs]
[crowd cheers]
[Linda grunts]
I think that's Dr. Watt.
She's doing better than we are.
A lot.
[whistle blows]
- Dr. Watt, I presume.
- Stop the train!
and will not be stopped.
Oh, yeah.
This train
This train a'
This train
This train a'
This train
[whistle blows]
[engine revs]
[GI-Irgon] Huh? Hey.
In case you didn't know it,
I have five-year
ironclad contracts
and they can't get out of them.
[Gurgon] Faster.
-[engine slows]
- No! No, no, no.
[grunts]
William about those contracts.
Lapel.
Where are those contracts?
-[laughs]
- We're processing them now.
Eric, I fired you. Lapel!
And the name's Patel.
William Patel.
Oh. You're Patel.
[both laugh]
Come on, train of progress.
[Linda grunts]
Get off the tracks!
Yeah, at that speed
it can stop for me, okay?
Get down!
-[pants]
- Poor brainwashed puppet.
I'm on your side.
I unhinged the rice cars.
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