Fukrey Returns Page #3

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Don't just stand and watch.

Not me. I'm allergic to poison.

Yes, it can't be Lali.

You'll have to suck up the poison.

Idiot, I meant, go get the bike.

Yes.

"No women, no hope."

"No future, no scope."

You hippo...

Bro, the cola.

What a guy!

Come on, sir. He's blabbering on.

It happens during a high fever.

Don't worry. I'm here.

Thermometer, please.

And your freshly baked

cake is now ready.

Happy birthday to you.

Thank you, but it's not my birthday.

Open your mouth.

You shouldn't put this in your ear.

- Choocha!

- He'll break it. Take it out.

Take it out.

It goes in your mouth,

and not your ear. Take it out.

- Bring the machine.

- Don't you clean your ears?

- Hold it.

- Ding dong.

- I welcome you to Jatayu Airways.

- Okay.

To tie your seat belt press one.

To go to the toilet

press your bum. Thank you.

Prepare an antidote.

Injection won't work, doctor,

give him electric shocks.

Sure, we'll do that too.

- Hey, give it back.

- Let go of it, man.

Stop him. Leave it, son.

- What are you doing?

- That's very expensive.

Leave!

Check out my muscles.

They're like space shuttles.

Son, your muscle will tear.

Get it off him.

This must be the first case

where a bite on the butt

has left him befuddled.

Listen, lad.

Don't let this boy with a beard fool you.

Move away before the flying saucer

falls on your head.

- Which boxer?

- Saucer, not boxer, you fool.

- Death looms above you. Move away.

- Choocha!

Nurse. Flip him around.

- Quickly, turn him around.

- No. No.

- Come on.

- No.

- It won't hurt, don't worry.

- No. No.

Don't move, the needle

will get stuck in your bum.

- It's almost done.

- No.

It's done. It's over.

Done.

What a pain.

To the principal,

Senior Citizen School.

I, Daleep Singh...

request you to grant me

leave for four days.

Yours faithfully, XYZ.

- Is he dead?

- No, he's all right.

Women's Cell Number Six

"Hey, you. Mister."

Will you go to Karol Bagh?

Yes, but I won't run the meter.

I'll charge a hundred rupees.

- Madam.

- Why have you brought this auto rickshaw?

- Where's the car?

- Madam, the car is gone.

Only the Haryana farm is left,

and two cows.

Mr. Bhatia raided every trade, madam.

He's a big player.

Dirty game.

The same minister pay 100 million.

- Oh, wow.

- What's so good about it?

We have to pay him 100 millions

in ten days.

Or I'll be back in jail,

and you will be back to Africa.

No, no, no.

Move.

Find out where those

four rascals are.

"Rumors..."

"The rumors are everywhere."

"I belong to them..."

"This noise has spread everywhere."

"The lovers are fake"

"and the rumors are all false."

"Let people say what they want."

"I don't care at all."

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Oh, my beloved."

"Oh, my beloved."

"I've lost my mind..."

"To your heavenly heart..."

"I have drowned in the

depths of your love."

"Oh, my beloved."

"My sweetheart."

"You are my beloved."

"I am entranced by your gaze."

"You are wonderful and magical."

"I'd rather die than wake up

and end this dream."

"Don't break my heart into pieces."

"Don't dismiss us as slackers."

"It's no big deal. We are smart."

"We've just got a few bad habits."

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Wanna love me?

Wanna wanna love me?"

"Oh, my beloved."

"My sweetheart."

"You may leave if you wish to."

"It's your wish, what can I even say?"

"Oh, my beloved."

"I've lost my mind to you."

"I have drowned in

the depths of your love."

"It feels good to hear that, right?"

"I've never said this to anybody else."

"But who has the time for such flirts?"

"Leave if you wish to.

Bye, bye. Goodbye."

"If you remember who I am,

then hold the kite up."

We got Choocha. We got Choocha.

Madam, you've truly got them this time.

Come on, Pandit.

We were waiting for you.

It'll be your turn next, wait.

Bobby boy, get "mitti ka tel".

"Mitti ka tel." I didn't understand.

Man, I'm tired of these dolts.

Get kerosene. Go get it.

- Burning man.

- No, no, no, Bholi.

I've done nothing.

I am innocent.

Madam, enough is enough.

Just kill us and be done with it.

Had I wanted to kill you

I wouldn't have wasted

my savings on firecrackers.

You started this,

but I will end it.

Then just tell us how it ends.

Are you in a hurry, coach?

I'm in a hurry too.

I've got to pay somebody a lot of cash.

So here's the plan.

This game will end the way it began.

What do you mean?

What do we have to do?

The same thing you've been doing.

Play your lottery game.

But instead of playing with me

you'll play with the people of Delhi.

How?

You'll open a company.

People will bet a minimum

of 100,000 rupees.

For every bet, you will give

the bettor a legal MOU

worth double the bet amount.

You'll make a lottery number

from Choocha's dream.

That will be the winning number.

We will win ten times the amount.

We will give the bettors

double the amount.

That leaves eight times the amount for me.

"Hey, you. Mister."

What a great plan, Bholi.

I know you're doing this

for the well-being of our future kids.

And as a responsible father,

even I've made a plan.

Look, we'll deposit your

earnings in a bank...

Listen up, Choocha.

You alone are bad enough.

If you produce children,

then the world will fall apart.

I'd rather die a spinster,

than have your babies.

And I shall never be an Uncle

to your children.

At least tell me, what problem

do you see in me?

Problem?

You're such a buffoon, I'm sure

you shower in your underwear.

Can't you keep a secret?

You just don't want me to

settle down with anyone.

I'll settle you down.

Jail has hardened you, Bholi.

Ma'am, don't waste your breath on him.

We'll leave him with you,

hit him as much as you like.

We've only ventured

small amounts so far.

You're talking about looting

the lottery. We could be exposed.

So?

All my businesses have

shut down in the past 12 months.

Because of whom?

The four of you.

I rotted in jail for 12 months.

Because of whom?

The four of you.

I'm in debt.

Because of whom?

The four of us.

You fool!

Excuse me, ma'am.

Mummy!

You've had your fun.

You've made your money.

Now it's payback time.

You will have to pay a price

for everything.

By hook or by crook.

What do you mean?

Oh, dear boy.

You better hope you never

have to find out.

That's fine, ma'am.

But what will we get?

Look at him.

The boy has got some nerve.

You're no better than Choocha.

I'll let you live,

that's what you will get.

Coach.

Tell him. No tricks this time.

All right.

Leave before I change

my mind or my mood.

Release them.

Pandit, please.

You were thinking of marrying her

and making babies.

Pal.

I think I just saw

all of us running in tatters.

And people are chasing us angrily.

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