Finding Fanny Page #2

But I think there's a robber outside.

What are you doing?

Looking for the robber, Mai.

Are you mad or what?

You're making so much noise.

You'll scare him away.

Angie.

Go away.

- Who are you talking to?

Go away.

The dogs.

These dogs.

- They gone.

Come in.

They're gone.

I'll take care of their barking.

Mai...

They always trouble my Nereus.

Go and sleep.

- Lock the door properly.

Ferdie.

Ferdie.

What happened?

- ls she gone?

Yeah.

I had a dream.

What dream?

About Fanny.

Really?

And?

She was taking me to a church...

and she was saying something to me.

And?

Then I drowned me in the dream.

And then?

- Then what?

What happened to Fanny?

Oh she...

She was doing some...

Listen Ferdie,

we have to find Fanny.

No, no, no, I drowned.

I'm telling you I drowned.

Look at me Ferdinand.

Look at me.

Do you want to die

without telling Fanny...

that all your life,

you've loved only her?

No.

- Then?

I don't want to die.

No,

Ferdie.

No love story should be left

incomplete like this.

Savio Da Gama.

He?'-

It's been 6 years, huh?

Looking good.

What's this?

My side-door neighbour

brought us some Tang, from Dubai.

Side-door.

Six years Savvy,

nobody knows anything about you.

Whether you're alive, or dead...

or married?

You know Gabo died that day.

Your train must have been leaving

from Goa at that time.

You didn't even attend his funeral.

Not even...

What was I supposed to come back

and do Angie?

Bring him back to life?

No letter, not even a phone call...

For what?

My friend died.

Felt like Sh*t.

By the time I found out...

he was already gone.

So...

did you get married?

Looking good.

The car,

looks nice.

Are you really selling it?

Do you want to buy it?

- No.

It's for someone called 'SAL'.

So...

still pressing Rosie's feet?

Please, Savio,

at least I'm happy.

Like always.

So what's your problem?

You know there's a world

outside Pocolim, right?

Life isn't easy here,

but we make the most of it, okay?

Really?

What do I know about problems?

Anyway-

I feel like I'm asking

a stranger for a favour.

What favour?

I need the car.

This is no longer my car.

- Then whose is it?

That artist.

That Pedro?

How did this happen?

Lots of money coming your way.

Can't complain.

Stop pretending.

I've heard about your

big business in Mumbai.

Well, yeah!

Anyway,

what do you need the car for?

That stingy bugger

won't lend it to anyone.

You know that postmaster Ferdie?

He and I are going on a short trip.

Running away with the postmaster?

Yes... if the artist lends me

the car will you drive?

He won't give it unless you bribe him.

Rosie. Rosie.

Mrs. Eucharistica, Mr. Colaco.

Of course.

I want to make a painting of you...

for all the social work that you do.

It will be shown in places like Milan,

New York, London.

I think it's a wonderful idea, Mai.

No, no... I mean...

But, come on you have to.

Yes but...

- You go to the church every day.

Up and down.

Up and down.

So much work you do.

You can at least do this much for yourself.

- It's God's work.

Can you see it, Madame Eucharistica? - What?

Can you see yourself in

the painting, Madame?

Oh Rosie,

it's my... I mean, your future.

Can you see it please, now?

No. Not really.

I mean, sometimes I get

a little carried away, you see.

Don't worry.

Sometimes,

Mai's also in a different mood.

That's okay. But...

- Nothing.

What you offered her was nice only.

- Yes, of course.

You must be busy these days

with your foreign trips?

Busy?

I don't have the time

to breathe, darling.

Oh...

Because we were planning a road trip.

Who we?

- Mai and me.

I thought you'll get

a chance, you know...

to know her better.

But it's okay.

Next time.

Time is what I don't have.

It's alright.

- No, no, no, no.

I'll adjust.

Everything happened so fast that...

I'm sorry I didn't get a

chance to tell you earlier.

Anyway... I'll leave from Chapel Point

at 11 in the morning...

for a matter of Christian charity.

I'm going to help Ferdie.

He needs my help more than

anyone else in the world.

Don Pedro has offered his

car for this journey and...

of course, he's coming along.

Sweet of him, isn't it?

He couldn't stop going on about

how he wishes paint you.

All he keeps talking about is...

capturing your elegance

and beauty on canvas.

So flattering, isn't it?

It started.

It started.

It started.

I'll just have to be

careful of our driver, Savio.

The way he looks at me makes

me uncomfortable.

But how will I stop him?

By looking at your photo.

I will stop myself from getting

drawn into temptation...

You've always taught me to

put other's needs before ours.

And now is the time to put

this into practice...

so the world will

say that Rosalina...

has taught her daughter-in-law well!

What are you doing here?

There's a lady coming on this trip.

You could've cleaned the car...

before bringing it here?

I hope the seats are clean.

Leather and sweat smell like

pigs' piss after a while.

This is rexine, you idiot.

You...

What did you say?

I said it's clean.

You...

She's here.

The beautiful Angelina.

The glow on your cheeks puts

the sun to shame.

And the Romeo of Romeos.

The Casanova of the Konkan.

You're an inspiration to lovers.

I salute you,

sire.

And where's the other lovely lady?

She'll be coming, soon.

I'll be right back.

I'm here only.

Why are you holding my hand?

Listen, before you get furious...

let me tell you,

this was out of my control, okay.

Lies.

What did you expect me to say to him?

Don't come.

You tricked me into driving this car.

What do you mean I tricked you?

This is his car, after all.

Listen, I just wanted to

get out this village.

Finally, I wanted to spend some time...

- I'm sorry.

I had to help Ferdie.

So you lied.

You know what, to hell with him.

And don't talk to me, just go.

You know,

Savio...

sometimes, you need to

make an effort to find love.

Angie, this is why...

She's also coming along?!

Rosalina, the first lady of Pocolim.

What a lovely day this is...

that comes with the

privilege of your company.

My humble car awaits.

Come.

- Here.

Why do you drop everything?

Are you butter fingers?

It moved.

Of course it moved, it's a cat.

Don...

Madame.

What a lovely cat.

Just making a bit of noise.

Has it come to say goodbye to us?

Will Nereus come along, Mai?

We need to discuss some imponant things,

young lady.

Look here.

Come.

How will I face my Gabo...

if I can't even protect

his wife's purity?

Proud of you.

- Thank you, Mai.

And there's no one to look after Nereus.

He'll be fine. He'll stay with me.

You take care of him.

You okay?

What a lovely car, Don Pedro.

Yes, I thought so too when

I saw it for the first time.

Just needed a bit of repair.

Nothing much though.

Hey you,

can you drive a fine imported car like this?

Hey, it's you I'm talking to.

And good morning.

Your mother must have forgotten

to teach you manners.

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