Besharam Page #4
Come to the 8th floor, now!
Hey, guys, listen up.
Gather around. Come here.
Let me introduce you.
His name's Babli.
He's an orphan,
so he has no surname either.
Right?
He couldn't pass 8th grade.
And he's here proposing
marriage to me.
You know, he's even decided..
..the names of our children.
Madam.
What's wrong, madam?
Who do you think you are?
Have you ever seen
yourself in the mirror?
You look like a manner less idiot.
What did you think?
You'll say ''l Love You'' and l'll be floored?
How dare you?
Security. Throw him out right now.
Just get him out.
- Yes. - Get lost.
You humiliated my love.
But l'm still smiling.
Do you know why?
- Because you're shameless.
l am...what l am.
But you're still a kid.
Better grow up.
l want to spend my life with you.
Come on.
Move aside.
- Come on.
Sir.
Sir, wait.
Keep this.
Why? Keep the money, you did yourjob.
Yes, but you were heart-broken.
l have no heart, only guts.
And it never breaks.
Keep the money.
You didn't pay heed to my advice.
She humiliated you, didn't she?
Why ask when you know?.
How about we do some work?
Or do we just go back home?
- No.
We've come this far..
..we won't go back empty-handed.
Oh! Commitment!
Babli. Come here.
lt's a brand new car.
You can still smell the fresh paint.
Let's take this one. Otherwise
it will get a tan under the hot sun.
Bye, guys.
My car.
My car was right here,
the new red one.
Security!
Now we'll head to Chandigarh.
Security!
Here you go, chassis no.
Don't scare me.
No, ma'am. We don't have your car.
l think you should
go to the police station.
Sign here.
ls this the FlR?
Ask him.
He's in-charge.
Sir, can l get a receipt of the FlR?
Why?
- For the insurance.
You can't just file
an FlR so easily, dear.
lt takes time.
We've just made an
entry into the register.
Now we'll investigate.
What? lnvestigate!
Come here.
Keep seated, l'll be right back.
- What?
The girl's desperate.
Build some pressure on her.
- Pressure.
She'll definitely
agree to pay up 10-15000.
We'll buy a microwave oven. 25 liters.
Shut up!
She's in trouble.
We should help her.
And you're looking
to make some quick dough.
You hog on 'biryani' all day.
l need some rest
in the kitchen as well.
You married me.
You couldn't give me a kid..
..you could at least look after me.
You're so corrupt.
One day l'll suspend you.
Suspend!
- Just try.
You will have to live alone.
l'll move into my mom's home.
Mom?
Witch!
Always taking advantage
because l'm a man.
Sir. lf you conduct
the investigation soon..
..then maybe you can find my car.
- Yes..
Look, the police will
put in their best efforts..
..to find your car.
- Yes.
But...you do something as well.
What?
Do l have to tell you everything?
Money!
Are you asking for bribe?
l want my car back?
- Yes..
You're getting furious for no reason.
The police can only try.
Whether you get your car back or not..
..depends on the one who stole it.
Right?
- Yes, sir.
Right, Bhagat Singh.
- Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
See, everyone agrees.
Good for nothing!
No need to get too romantic.
l see. So you're on strike today.
What else do you expect me to do?
Move.
You sound so angry.
What's wrong?
As if you don't know.
You blackmail me into
doing all the wrong things.
She was such a sweet girl.
l wonder what she might
be thinking about me..
..that what a corrupt officer l am.
You maligned my reputation.
You're such a fool.
You're reputation isn't
going to earn you anything.
l only say it for your own interest.
You're healthy now.
Tomorrow when you retire,
if you fall sick..
..won't we need money
to look after you?
We don't have any children anyway.
Again about the children.
You humiliate my
manliness intentionally.
Let's get tested and
find out who's incompetent.
Why should l get tested?
l'm 53 years old.
At this age women
go through menopause.
Don't try to teach me.
Men have menopause.
How can women get it?
- Want to bet?
Google it.
Vicky Donor?
But 'Menopause' has Men..
No, no, let's settle this first.
Either you get yourself
tested or adopt a child.
l'm fed up of listening
to your taunts.
Get in bed first,
your highness, you'll feel better.
No, no, no.
We've to take this decision first.
Yes.
Fine, we'll adopt a kid.
Don't get upset.
Now climb in.
Really, dear. You'll adopt a kid.
Swear on me.
l want a son.
- No, daughter.
Son.
- Daughter.
Don't bargain with me.
l want a son.
- Done.
Now give me a tight hug.
Come on.
''As the soap slips on my hot body.''
''The heart craves for young lass.''
''The cold water feels so thrilling.''
''Shamelessness drips from the eyes, the lips.''
'Because you're shameless.'
Hi.
Uncle's shirt.
Babli. How are you?
Wonderful, aunt.
For me?
Bless you, son.
Aunt. lt feels so remorse in here.
l can sense sadness in the air!
Her car's been stolen, son.
- When?
Last week.
lt was parked right
outside her office.
Brand new Mercedes.
She spent all her
earnings to buy the car.
Someone stole it.
And, mom. Why don't you
just announce it to the world?
This is no charade.
She's just telling me.
- What do you care?
Take your shirt and get out.
Just get out.
- Tara.
Tara, listen.
Son, you better leave.
lt's not your fault.
But if you stay here
she won't stop crying.
Please go...
Once we're rich,
we'll buy silver wrenches.
Bro.
Babli. l'm talking to you.
Are you deaf?
T2.
- Yes.
How many cars have
we stolen until now?.
20 big ones,
5 small ones, 2 imported. Why?
You want to pay their taxes?
Have you ever thought about those..
..whose car gets stolen?
What else?
He gets insurance, we get the car.
Tit for tat.
The last car we stole.
- Yes.
That was Tara's car.
What?
How do you know?.
Her mother told me.
Fine. At least we
taught them a lesson.
The consequences
of troubling my Babli.
No, T2.
That girl's my love.
l love her.
l saw her crying today,
it really hurt.
But you don't have a heart, only guts.
But it still pains.
People built Taj Mahal
to mark their love.
Can't l return her car?
The car's been sold, bro.
lt's parked in Chandigarh,
refurbished like new.
So what?
lf a stolen car can
get to Chandigarh..
..then it can come back too.
Steal again?
Why do you buy white bread?
You should buy brown bread.
- lt's okay.
What's so great about brown bread?
You've been eating white
bread since you were a kid.
Hi.
Mom, walk faster.
- Hi, aunt. - l'm walking faster.
l can't gallop like a horse.
Babli.
Hello, aunt.
Let me carry that.
- No need.
And stop following me. Get that?
l wasn't following you, madam.
l just walked up to you from the front.
- Yes.
Did l ask for help?
- Did l help you?
l'm talking to aunt.
- He's just helping.
l hate you, mom.
- She's upset again.
l'll lighten her mood.
Tara, your car's in Chandigarh.
See. Didn't l tell you?
Your really charming, son.
- Thank you, aunt.
ls this ajoke?
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