Dil Bole Hadippa! Page #7
We're looking out for your sister.
She must be around somewhere.
Only if a sister exists,
can she be found!
What?
Uh ... oh, me mean ...
Sister?
Sweet sister?
Where are you?
Are you looking for your sister ...
... or for a dog?
You are the daughter of
Chuchak and Malki, Heer!
And l, a young man
from Takht Hazara!
Be it the waters of
... or some worshipper or saint ...
l am your Ranjha.
So they can all go to hell ...
... your uncles as
well as your nephew!
Oye, found her?
Where is she? Where is she?
Oh, look there.
Veera ... a diamond in a veil!
Now you go.
This is a village performance.
lt will go on all night! All night!
Serious?
Veera sister!
She looks good.
Heer ... don't go!
Oye! l say, Heer!
Oh! She's going off-stage buddy!
- What?
Dude, dude, dude! Go, go, go, go!
Move, man!
Oye, you can't just enter like this!
Take 2!
Excuse me. Hi.
Where will l find Veera?
Brother, she must be here somewhere.
Look in the back.
Thanks.
Sorry.
You?!
Who let you come in here?
Mister, this is the Best
Friend Theater Company!
Dogs allowed ... but you ...
... you're not allowed!
Look, l've only come here to
say sorry to you, alright.
Umm ... what did you say?
l couldn't hear!
Listen, Buffalo Girl ...
Until now, l've never said
sorry to any girl, alright!
You're the first girl.
And that too, the kind of girl ...
... who is pretending
to be lndian! Right?
Foreign boy, this is lndia.
Here, you can't
break someone's heart ...
... then use Sellotape to fix it!
Alright.
Cool.
l too am the son of
a Punjabi father!
l've come to say sorry ...
... so l will say
sorry before l leave!
... in your performance style!
Don't play this tune, Ranjha!
Don't play it!
... and now you want to
steal my daytime peace? What?!
Oye, Ranjha one ...
and Heer's two?
Oh, Ranjha.
Think and understand
what Heer is saying ...
... and play your tune!
How did Hollywood
turn into Bollywood?
Huh? How did it?
What tune will this
Ranjha play?! Applause!
Oye buddy, you go play it, go!
Ranjha!
ln big, big countries
... keep happening, Senorita!
Sorry pal!
Oh, Heer! Speak your dialogue!
What is this senorita-senorita?
Oye, Heer!
Oye ,donkey!
lt was your command ...
... that l did not heed.
l am guilty ...
... l didn't fulfil your wish.
Any sentence you pass ...
... will be accepted by me.
This difficulty of mine ...
... only then will it vanish.
Why did you hit me
with a sling-shot?
lt is bad manners.
The next time,
before you hit a girl ...
... think twice.
Who has the time to
think of someone else?
l can only be this
audacious with you!
Why?
What am l to you?
O, Heer, now forgive your Ranjha!
Thank you, buddy!
Silence!
lt happens, it
happens ... foreign boy!
ln friendship, there's
no sorry, no thank you!
Continue guys.
First slip in.
What's up? Veera hasn't
brought flatbread today?
No, Sir ...
... she won't come today.
Okay ...
... did she say anything about me?
No ...
... why would she
No, just like that. Fine.
Say hi to her from me.
- Hi?
Oye, Khosla.
Oh-ho!
Shane Warne has also never
bowled a googly like that!
Sachin, Sir, l'm
getting hit-wicket ... help!
Left shoulder on the off-side ...
... head over the ball, yeah?
What is it?
Sir, now the practice can't continue.
Why? Are you taking
an early retirement?
Lord Rama, your River
Ganges has turned muddy!
Look over there!
Oh God, Soniya man!
Oh God, Soniya man!
Sir ...
... Soniya ma'am is so sexy, no?
Yours and her pairing ...
... will be hotter
than Shahrukh and Kajol.
Right?
Yes, but she won't make hot, hot,
flatbread filled with potato, no?
Sir, you are taking the wrong lane.
ln any case, with fried flatbread ...
... the lanes of the
What do they call it?
Cal ... co-las-traul?
But she won't hurl big,
fat, heavy duty ...
... Punjabi abuses either, no?
She will, Sir, she will.
Should l go and ask her?
- Oye, oye, oye!
Stay right here. Understood?
You?!
Soniya ma'am, myself very,
very sorry.
lt's okay.
Soniya ma'am ...
... this milk and cream are
meant to go into the stomach.
So why are you rubbing it
on yourself?
This isn't milk!
lt's sun-tan cream.
Cold-cream me knowing.
What is this sun-tan cream?
Anyway, whatever it is.
You do know how to
make flatbread? Yes?
Flatbread?
No. Why?
So learn fast, fast.
Or else, you'll be left
applying this petrol rubbish ...
get on his motorcycle ...
... asking someone
else to sit behind him ...
... and he'll go, went, gone!
Holy cow!
So what should l do?
Hmmm.
Stop putting this cream-shreem.
True beauty comes from the heart.
Not from some cream.
Not Miss Universe ...
... become Miss lndia.
Be a little more traditional.
Oh!
- Oh!
Rohan!
Rohan!
Hey, Soniya.
Today, Soniya will show
you Punjab in her own style.
Yeah.
Rohan, son, if you search a
population of 1 billion ...
... even then, you won't
find a tourist guide like her.
So, Soniya, looking at you,
l'm thinking ...
... that l too, should go
along with you to see Punjab.
What do you say? Good, good, good!
l like it, l like it!
l'm sure you also like it!
Look Rohan,
all these are my fields.
Aren't they beautiful,
just like l am?
What fields are these?
Uh ... l told you,
these are my fields!
... which crop has been
planted in these fields?
Crop ...
l think ... uh ...
Looks like the decision on the
type of crop is still pending!
Very funny!
Oh, oh Sir! Greetings!
Greetings!
Greetings, child.
Hey, Buffalo Girl!
Silly old-fashioned women!
They're worshipping their husbands!
They need any excuse ...
... to turn their husbands into God.
Sometimes, for their long life ...
... and sometimes
for one more son ...
Seriously!
Today, when these farmers
... their wives, without
eating or drinking anything ...
... will bring it to
life with their prayers.
So tomorrow, when the
tendrils burst out ...
... and the crop sprouts ...
... not one mouth in
this country goes hungry!
Soniya ma'am, it's not their own ...
... but your long life
they're thinking of!
The day these wo-man stop praying ...
... that day, the fair skin of
wo-man like you will turn blue!
Oye, now she'll start.
Three cheers, child!
Today you've put these
English in their place!
l feel that you ...
... could impart the importance
of the smell of this earth ...
... to my son.
Just do something
that ensures that he ...
... never goes away,
leaving this smell or me!
Me!
How will l do that, Sir?
l'll give you whatever you
ask for. Just don't say no.
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