Chaar Din Ki Chandni Page #6

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Very good.

Not happy. Happy Singh.

Shut up. Happy Singh.

Gosh! Happy Singh.

Oh, no. Go ahead.

I'll make a call and join you.

Please. Please come.

See.

See who's calling. - Yes.

Who is calling?

Answer it quickly.

Hello.

Hello. - Brother, hello.

This is Manjeet Singh.

Is Happy Singh there?

Yes. Speak to Happy.

I will keep an eye on the road.

You speak on the phone.

Yes. Hello, brother.

Where have you reached?

We are just an hour

away from yourfort.

Ask. Have we missed the engagement?

Shut up, you idiot.

Okay, listen.

Stop where you are.

Don't move from there

till I ask you to.

Done, brother. Okay.

Darn it.

What are you doing?

What happened?

Keep quiet. Keep quiet.

Keep quiet.

Brother had called up.

Stop where you are.

Got it?

We have to go when he calls us.

Come on. Get your bags.

Okay. Okay.

- Come on.

Come on, dude.

What are you doing?

I want flowers everywhere.

You know flowers. Flowers.

I want fusia color.

Nippy, this place is amazing.

Hell. It's so hot.

My brief is wet.

And what is this?

Is this the way to work?

Come here. Come here.

- Darn it. What the hell is he doing?

Fix these pleats.

Okay, sir.

- Hell. What are you doing?

Please understand.

- What are you doing?

And do it proper...

Who is this idiot who has put up

curtains with such disgusting colors?

Take it off. Red curtain. Red.

Excuse me.

Hello. Excuse me.

This hall will have this color.

I have decided only

after consulting CV sir.

Okay?

- Keep quiet, you knucklehead.

Who is the decorator number one?

Me or CV?

Excuse... - It will be red. Red.

It will be Fuschia. Okay?

Pushia. Pushia.

You speak such fowl language.

Aren't you ashamed?

Not Pushia. Fuschia.

Yes. The same thing. You bonehead.

Say it again.

Then see what I do to you.

What can you do?

What can you do?

You keep quiet.

Tell me. What are you going to do?

I... I will report you to CV sir.

Go ahead. Report me.

I was never afraid

of even my own father.

So you think I am going to

be afraid of someone else's father?

Really?

Give him a kick up his back side.

Throw him out.

Come on.

- Throw him out.

Come on, let's go.

What are you doing down there?

Get up. Get up. Rascals.

Take this off.

What did he say about His Highness?

Sir, when I told him

that this decoration...

...has been approved by CV sir,

you know what he said.

Change this.

I am the number one decorator.

What else? - Sir, he said.

Go tell CVthat I am not scared...

...of even his forefathers,

let alone him.

Darn you! How dare you say that!

Where the... Where is he?

Come on, brother. The same

color on the other side as well.

What's your problem?

This bonehead is my problem, brother.

He had put up such dull colors.

So boring.

Look at this.

I have put up 'Rade'.

What's 'Rade'?

'Rade' means red, brother.

Father, what's the problem?

Mr. Fatoor Singh,

is there some problem?

Son, come here.

You're an intelligent boy.

These two colors.

This bonehead had

put up this dull color.

And I have put up the red color.

Tell me. Which one is better?

You have a good taste.

I am sorry, father. But I like red.

You see.

- Hold on.

Chandni, please come here.

I'll show you taste.

Dear, tell me.

Do you like Fuschia or his red color?

Tell me.

Honestly? - Yes.

I like Fuschia.

But...

- Hold on a minute.

Chandni said Fuschia looks good.

So Fuschia it will be.

But hell... This color is so dull.

What do you people know about taste?

You don't even have good names.

Names should be

like the ones we have.

Chandraveer Pratap Singh.

Suryaveer Pratap Singh.

Bhavani Singh.

And your names.

Pappu Singh.

Tikku Singh. Babbu Singh.

You have kid like names.

But, brother,

the movie was made on us.

Singh is King.

You too are a king.

Why wasn't it made on you? Tell me.

That's because...

That's because we...

- Bury it. Bury it.

- Where?

In the mud.

Look...

Cheers, father.

Cheers to 'Rade'.

You're a very funny man,

Fatoor Singh.

Brother, it's your grace.

I'll tell you a story, sir.

- Why not?

One of our neighbors wanted a divorce

from his wife being fed up of her.

The judge asked why.

The neighbor said that

I am not happy with my wife.

Happens.

Wife said, "Look,

the entire colony is happy with me. "

"I can't satisfy the

lust of this one man. "

Well done. Well done.

The wife said, "What do you mean?"

"Look, the entire

colony is happy with me. "

"I can't satisfy only your lust. "

The wife said, "What do you mean?"

"Look, the entire

colony is happy with me. "

"I can't satisfy only your lust. "

Another one.

Father, the bottle is empty.

Shall we call it a night?

Open another one. There's a bar here.

No. No. I'll treat

you to Punjab's special.

Veer, go down.

There is a bottle

wrapped in my underwear...

...behind the socks in my briefcase.

Go bring it.

- Yes. Of course. Of course.

I am sorry. I've started

considering your son my son.

No problem.

But wrapped in underwear.

Fatoor Singh, do you have a son?

Yes, I have a daughter.

Really? What's her name?

Chand...

Chandigarh. - Chandigarh.

Chandigarh Kaur.

Don't say anything after I leave.

No. No. Don't worry, son. Go.

Fatoor Singh, come here. Come on.

I like you. Come on. Sit. Sit.

You're a good man.

Yes. Thank you.

A small favor. - Yes.

Do you know of a strapping lad?

One. I can bring 40.

Whom do you want to beat up?

I will call them.

No beating up.

I am saying some nice

good boy type of boy.

Why do you want the boy?

I will tell you later.

Tell me. Do you know of any good lad?

But what type? Tell me that.

You know.

Somebody good looking, intelligent.

A complete man.

Just like me.

Found one. Found one.

He is an amazing boy.

Pappi Sardar.

Pappi Sardar.

Pappi Sardar. Not possible.

His name is Pappi Sardar.

Pappi Sardar is out.

Not at all.

Brother, hold on a minute.

His real name is Jorawar Singh.

This name is as good as yours.

Ludhiana's strapping young lad.

From a good family. Hi-fi.

He is so grand.

Really?

He bathes with Philippines' soap.

Wipes with Turkish towels.

Educated in London.

Very good.

He abuses so well in English...

...that you'll be pleased no end.

What style!

When he walks on the street,

traffic comes to a halt.

He is a super boy.

Ghadiyal Singh.

Master, 9.38 hrs.

on royal family... good boy just now.

And call him here.

In over here. In Khemgadh.

Now.

Right away. Right away. - Right.

Pick up the phone, idiot. Pick it up.

Here. Shall I make a drink?

It was wrapped in the underwear.

Just a minute.

Pappi. Fatoor Singh here.

Idiot, listen.

Leave Ludhiana tonight

and get to Jodhpur.

You've to reach a place

named Khemgadh nearJodhpur.

In the manor.

Okay. Be here early morning.

I will tell you what for when

you are here. Leave immediately.

Look. He will reach

here in the morning.

Well done, Fatoor Singh.

If Pappi Sardar doesn't

reach here tomorrow...

...I will shoot you.

Brother. Shoot me twice.

Now tell me. Why did you call him?

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