Bombay Talkies Page #4

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Come on... move...

Sid... move!

Who are you passing to?

Make room.

Vicky, go for the ball.

Come on, Vicky.

Come on... run...

Run!

Vicky, move!

Tomorrow you start training.

Three times a 'week...

OR?

I don't want to learn football.

Vicky...

what you want doesn't matter.

What matters is

what's good for you.

Football will make you tough.

Dad, my class is going on

a field trip to Badami Caves.

Good.

We need to pay Rs 2000 for it.

Kavya, I just paid Rs 3000

for Vicky's coaching.

You go next year.

But my classmates are going now!

Forget your class,

I will take you to Badami Caves.

But they are so ancient.

What if they fall by next year?

All boys play football...

you will also have fun.

But I don't want to play.

Enough now.

If your dad wants

you to learn football...

that's what you will do.

After all,

he's asking you to play...

not scale a mountain!

But I hate it.

Goal, goal, goal!

I don't want to shoot a goal.

You want to see the movie?

You want to eat in a restaurant?

Then stop this drama.

If your father gets upset...

no movie and no dinner!

If you want to come, get dressed...

and allow me to get ready.

Come on!

Hi...

Vicky...

Gaurav's here.

They are going to play cricket.

Tell him I'm not coming.

Can we get his bat?

They 'want your bat.

It's under the couch!

Vicky...

What are you doing?

Show...

What are you wearing?

Look at this crazy boy!

Is this a joke?

You find this funny?

He is only a child.

That's your lipstick he's rearing.

What are you'll turning him into?

Dad...

- You shut up!

Isn't he in your clothes?

Did you make him wear this?

Do you have any sense?

He is your brother.

And you...

what are you?

What are you turning into?

What is your plan?

What will you be when you grow up?

Do you have an answer?

Idiot.

If I ever see you

like this again...

I'll break every bone in your body.

Stop this music.

You have turned this

house into a multiplex.

Heads are stuffed with filmy crap.

Hurry now, go change.

Do you know why dad was so angry'?

Vicky, please talk.

I shouldn't have

touched mom's things.

I think he was angry because...

you were dressed like a girl.

So?

So means?

What's wrong in being a girl?

But, honestly I think destiny

has a lot to do with it.

And... I really feel

I've been very blessed...

that I've had such amazing support

from the audience and from my fans.

Fans and audience came much later.

But technically,

you're a miracle story.

Think about it, on paper...

you're a failure.

You should've failed.

Think about it...

a girl from England who doesn't

know anyone in the film industry...

and can't speak a word of Hindi...

and 'what, 5-6 years later...

you've done 30 films and

26-27 are superhits.

I mean, how...

what's the secret?

I just followed my dream.

There you have it people...

follow your dreams.

Katrina's simple

formula to success.

Nothing is that simple.

But if you have the will...

you will only do

what your heart says.

Yeah, but the world

is not a kind place.

I mean, how did you get people

to take you seriously?

Didn't people discourage you,

mock you?

That's why...

sometimes you have

to hide your dream.

What do you mean?

I mean, people don't

always understand you.

So they will discourage you.

But you know what your dream is.

So you have to keep it alive.

You have to nurture it.

You have to protect it.

And anyway, you don't have to

share everything with the world?

There's a right

time for everything.

You know...

you can do anything you want!

You can be who ever you want to be.

Follow your heart...

for there is magic in your dreams.

Magic.

If you believe them...

they will come true.

Just believe it will happen...

and no one can stop you.

What are you doing?

Get off.

What were you doing?

I know what I want to be

when I grow up.

What?

Sheila.

What's that?

Dancer.

Like Sheila.

I love dance.

She herself spoke to me last night.

Who?

Sheila.

Katrina Kaif?

You'll be late...

What's this?

Vicky...

I put that up.

I love Katrina Kaif.

You people...

Take that off.

Don't tell dad about

this dance stuff.

Only four days are left to pay

for the trip, I really want to go.

- How much is it?

- Rs. 2000

The society payment is due,

Rs 1500.

I suggest you bring

your classmates here.

Our building is also ancient.

It too may collapse by next year.

Dad...

I've decided what I want to be

when I grow up.

Stop this nonsense,

or you'll get late.

I want to become a pilot.

To be a pilot

you have to be physically fit.

111at's why sports is good for you,

focus on sports.

Then you can be a pilot.

Vicky, give that packet to Kavya.

What is this?

It's for Kavya.

But my birthday is next month.

This is a surprise.

I thought you might like it.

And what about me?

Only for Kavya.

She isn't going on the trip.

I promise you can go next year.

This is your favourite...

Katrina Kaif!

Thank you!

Everything is for you.

Even my gift is

something that you want.

Please!

I don't want a bat.

I don't want football

coaching either.

But there is money for football

and not for my history trip.

You are so lucky,

it will be really boring.

Shut up, Vicky...

you are an idiot.

Here...

all yours.

Rs. 1750.

How much are we short by?

Rs. 250.

I need Rs. 2000 for my trip.

What's your dream?

Only if you let me sleep,

can I dream.

I mean...

howl want to be

a dancer like Sheila...

what do you want to be?

Nothing.

Nothing?

But I want to see the world.

I want to put up

a map on this wall...

and every country or city I visit,

I want to come back and put a tick unit.

Oh, so you want to

become an airhostess?

I want to be a passenger.

You know, there's magic in dreams.

Katrina said.

If you believe your dream...

it can be true.

Even hers came true.

You mean, if I believe...

I will go on the trip?

Dear Katrina...

please help my sister

to go on her trip.

Mama...

Yes?

Wait...

What?

You can go on the trip.

Dad said so?

No, I'm saying so.

But I need you to

promise me one thing.

Actually two.

What?

You have to tell dad you got

all the money from the piggy bank.

And the other?

Whatever Katrina says,

you have to believe.

Don't you remember...

that I'm still Rs. 250 short?

Come with me...

We'll be back by 8:30 pm...

no TV!

Bye...

Ladies and gentlemen...

thank you for coming here

on a Sunday afternoon.

For your viewing

pleasure we have...

all the way from A-vving,

apartment 14...

the one and only...

Sheila Sharma!

Come on, Vicky!

Come on!

All praise Lord Shiva!

My Guru is 116 years old...

he's fit as a Mestler...!

Brother jay!

What's up?

- Your father is unwell!

I'm working now!

I'll come home later.

My Guru lives in the Himalayas...

...he's come to the gathering for darshan...

- Brother Vijay...!

What...?

- Your father's calling you!

Buzz off... I'm working.

So I was saying...

- Brother...?

What...??

Your father is puking and pooping!

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