Dhoom: 3 Page #4

You'll hand over...

any materials you have

and any firearms.

- Where are we going?

- Home.

Mumbai's lock-up? Rum at night?

Michael Jackson's tea at dawn?

The airport train leaves in

5 minutes. Quiet now

Ali was a punter. Now a cop.

Respected...

thanks to you.

Being with you is scary.

The fear of death looms over us.

But never the risk of losing face.

Today you might...

lose face.

Know what they'll say?

Those idiot cops ran back to India,

tail between their legs.

The impression we make

in foreign countries sticks.

When did a mad cap like you need

an invite to catch a thief?

Anyone dumping on your name

must be screwed.

Think of a cracking idea.

Wash away this humiliation

I live in your shadow. No problem

for me.

At home every overworked, underpaid

cop pins his hopes on you.

For us your name is another word

for honor, Jai.

Don't change that.

What now?

Running tail between the legs

is cancelled.

Operation screw him starts!

Jai-Ali style.

This isn't our country.

But we're police officers.

Till now we were bound by rules

and protocol.

We came here all compliant.

But when we leave,

we go with a blast.

Glad we stayed.

But how do we figure out

how he operates?

Remember his circus trick?

He's the king of the circus.

I'm his great fan.

To understand how he robs banks...

we must understand his circus act.

Brother, my brain is raisin-size.

Small but sweet.

Don't overload it. You decide

how we get him.

We find answers.

And all our answers...

are here.

Sahir is hiding something.

Finding the hidden is something

I enjoy.

You're like dappled sunlight.

Golden like the sunset.

My heart tells me to let myself go...

as I say your name.

You're my affliction.

You're my cure.

All the stars.

Have lost their shine.

All day.

I dream of you.

Enchaining me with love.

My heart tells me...

to surrender to you.

You're a quivering arrow.

A two-edged sword.

My heart tells me with a smile...

to endure all suffering

you inflict.

The dark sky seems to brighten.

The clouds seem to part now.

Night has turned to day

since I have found you.

The scars on the moon

are washed away now.

I have etched your name...

on my heart.

Tied your name in an amulet

to wear forever.

You wore my costume again.

How does it matter? No time

for fun and games

I know you wore my costume

on purpose.

On purpose? Your costume?

I smell jealousy.

- My cable is tight. Loosen it.

- No, safety first

I'll be fine

I fly across 400ft and land on

the stage in 34 seconds.

Loosen the cable and...

I'll somersault and make it

in 29 seconds.

Don't be too smart.

But I am smart. So?

Don't you think your entry is...

too quick? Slow it down.

It'll look better.

More real. No?

Real? They come to see magic.

Why not show it?

- What time are rehearsals?

- Tomorrow's Sunday. Day off.

Samar, don't go out tomorrow.

Let's work on our new act

I go to Six Flags tomorrow.

Please listen to me.

Why are you so stubborn?

Mr. Absent-Minded!

Forgot the box again.

Where's your mind?

He's a deadly mix, boss.

One seen, the other unseen.

One shot, the other checked.

Doesn't one brother look retarded?

Bit less than you.

Let me handle the retard.

You two go after Sahir.

The case is as transparent

as Lonavla's waterfall.

We know their secret now.

We walk in there and handcuff

those dead ringers.

- On what charge?

- They're twins. Two-in-one.

No crime in being twins, Ali.

If we arrest them now, we won't

get a stolen dime back.

Sahir is too smart for that.

Slide over.

So, how? They won't ask

us before robbing again.

Sahir's strength is his twin.

His weakness, too.

You're way above my head.

Be direct. What do we do?

Sunday 14th May.

Sahir says I look like

a hip hop artist.

I told him:

"Six days a week I look like you.

"One day of the week I look like me".

Every Sunday he makes some excuse

asking me not to go out.

I know why he says that.

Because it scares him when

I go out alone.

No problem for me.

I can look after myself.

The truth? I have great fun.

I live in that box for days.

Only on Sundays do I feel the air

caress my face.

My nose turns cold as ice.

Love it.

Love scrawling my name.

My name.

Only my name.

For two minutes I tell the world

my secret.

Then the secret vanishes,

all on its own.

Just like me.

- Two burgers. One Mountain Dew.

- Yes, sir

8$ 20

Thief, thief! Stop!

Stop that thief.

Hey you Indian, come back

I'll kill you.

Excuse me, please.

You see Indian thief? Tall chap?

This much, you see him?

I kill him with this.

Thank you

I kill you, I kill you

I no kill you. I kill Indian. Coming,

taking your phone number.

Thank you.

Stealing? Very bad

I'm not a thief.

If you don't eat for 4 days, your

sense of morality vanishes.

Happy Burger! Makes you happy

if you eat it.

Know who the real big thieves are?

The banks.

They can ruin a man in a matter

of days.

Everyone steals.

But you must find something

worth stealing.

What do you steal?

Fun!

Terrific ride. But there's one

even better.

- Which one?

- Raging Bull.

Let's go.

Where are you going?

I come here every Sunday

from 11.45 to 3.

Can't miss the bus home.

See you next Sunday? Same time?

We'll steal some fun.

The Great Indian Circus.

Great fun.

Thanks, my friend

I've never had any friends.

Neither have I.

Papa, I thought I didn't know

how to make friends.

But friendship isn't maths.

No rules like maths.

My first friend.

I felt like telling Sahir.

But he won't like it.

He has no time for friendship.

Some things are best left a secret.

I have two secrets now.

Aliya.

And my friend.

That's real brains.

Brains in Hindi is...?

God gave me movie star looks.

And gave Jai brains as sharp

as Karim's razor.

Karim? Who? He bleaches

my face, cuts my hair.

You think she's researching

your life?

I'm researching hers

I have her horoscope. Native place,

beauty parlour, the lot.

You're here to catch a thief.

Do your job. Got it?

This is the list of things

I need to know.

Sahir and the Great Indian Circus.

Think you can find out for me?

I'll get on it.

How will his history help us?

Because it'll tell us what

Sahir plans to do next.

You really won't get it.

So don't act like you do.

Shall I act like she's my date?

Focus on your work.

Not on the Kamasutra.

- Mr. lqbal Khan, how are you?

- I'm fine, Jennifer.

My locker, please

I've been well. Just my knees,

you know.

This weekend my boyfriend

was playing basketball...

This is for you. Here.

Thank you. See you in a minute.

Papa, you said as long as

I have these 25$...

no bank in the world can

shut our circus down.

This is the bank's last day, Papa.

The bank is about to close.

Forever.

Adding two and two? Eh?

Tomorrow you'll see four.

His Highness the Great.

The burger thief?

I found myself a job.

Today it's my treat

I saw your circus act.

Too good

I want your autograph.

And a photograph

I clapped like crazy at the end.

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