Gang of Ghosts Page #11

"Wait.."

"Strike that matchstick.."

"Strike that

matchstick and light the fire."

"Come on."

"Come on."

"This girl's on fire."

"She can take you higher."

"She's your burning desire."

"She's a burning desire."

"She'll take you high."

"She's a burning desire.

- She's on fire."

"She'll take you high.

She's a burning desire."

"Hey man.."

"No mercy, or apology."

"All I need is one

blow to kill you."

"I'll make you the

bullet of my pistol."

"And fire all night."

"I'll make you the

bullet of my pistol."

"And fire all night."

"I see."

"I can pick you up with one hand."

"Babu's very daring."

"I'll make sure your story.."

"..has a happy ending."

"Strike that matchstick.."

"Strike that

matchstick and light this fire."

"Strike that

matchstick and light the fire."

"You didn't need petrol,

or diesel.."

"Still she burned to ashes."

"You struck matchstick

and lit her on fire."

"You struck matchstick

and lit me on fire."

"You struck matchstick

and lit me on fire."

"You won't need petrol,

or diesel.."

"You set me on fire."

"You struck matchstick

and lit me on fire."

Lakshmi.

Yes, Lakshmi, you rascal.

Lakshmi, but you were dead.

Dead, right?

But I am back as a ghost

to teach you a lesson.

Ghost. Ghost.

Save me, Mittal sir.

Help me.

No one will help you here.

Because we're all ghosts.

You rascal. You burnt me alive.

Now I will burn you alive.

You will suffer to death.

No, Lakshmi.

Don't forget I am your husband.

Your husband.

Husband.

Babu bhai, please save me.

Don't try to be too difficult.

Just die quietly. Get that.

Babu bhai, I made a mistake.

Forgive me.

Keep the money.

I'll send you 20 Cr. more.

Let me go.

Here you go.

I'll pour alcohol on his body..

..and you set his body on fire.

Stop, Lakshmi.

Let him go.

Let him go? Why?

You know what he did with me.

He's the reason why my

soul's wandering around.

Don't worry, Lakshmi.

I will support your wandering soul.

And if he doesn't, then I will.

And if he doesn't, then I'm there.

What?

Like a sister.

If we kill him then even he'll

start living her as a ghost.

And then he'll spoil

our time-table. - Yes.

She's right.

He's got loads of black money.

And those who have black money..

..always die of heart attack.

If he dies a natural death,

he'll go straight to hell.

Simple.

Go, Bhooteriya sir,

we forgive you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Hey, smarty?

Do you think we're dumb?

Keep the bag down.

- Yes.

And send the other 20

which you just said.

Now get lost. - Wait Mr. Bhooteriya

You can't go like that.

Who is the boss? I am the boss.

Who is the boss?

You are the boss.

- Yes.

So you'll be pardoned

only after hearing the boss.

Mr. Ramsay, play the music please.

Yes, sir.

- Thank you.

Friends.

Ghosts.

Human being.

You know...their

shopping malls, multiplexes..

..housing complexes,

high-rise towers..

..have deprived

the poor of the sun.

Because of them, the

sky's getting smaller..

..for the children

to fly their kites.

With the pointed

edges of their towers..

..they are piercing

the heart of the skies.

That's when it doesn't rain,

it doesn't rain.

And when it does,

it wreaks havoc.

There was a time when there

were huge homes in the city.

With huge courtyards, lawns.

But today...the common man

makes many sacrifices..

..and pays EMI and what

does he get in return.

A small pigeon coop.

By stealing each foot, they're..

..pulling the earth

from below the poor.

They have left no

place for a grave either.

Graves are getting smaller..

..that a person feels

suffocated even after he's dead.

Move aside. I feel suffocated.

Move.

Forget humans.

They've even made the

lives of ghosts difficult.

How have we harmed you..

..that you want to

snatch our peace and serenity.

Only to fill your

banks with more money..

..why are you throwing

us out of our homes?

Without thinking where

we'll go, where we'll stay.

In dustbins, the public toilet.

Or in one of the

trial rooms in your mall.

If you keep

constructing these buildings..

..then one day the

earth will cave in..

..under the burden of

the iron, metal and bricks.

The world was scared of ghosts.

But now ghosts are scared

of these real-estate demons.

So tell me who do we complain to?

Who do we talk to?

No.

You cannot understand our pain.

You're human after all.

And humans these days..

..don't understand

another human's pain..

..so how can they

understand a ghost's pain?

Go.

Go away from here.

Leave us to our condition.

Take him away.

Go.

Son, you're fortunate.

Now get out of here.

No mercy, or apology.

One blow is enough.

Let's go.

Get out.

Run away.

Get out.

Aatmaram, will you take me home?

- Of course, sir.

I am a driver.

And a good driver picks

his guest from his home..

..and also takes him back.

What a nice thing to say?

Are you a ghost too?

- I don't know, sir.

I am a poor man.

Very, very interesting.

Thank you thank you.

I didn't get one thing.

- Yes.

How did the ghosts find Lakshmi?

Spookbook.

What? Spookbook?

Yes, just like Facebook..

..ghosts have Spookbook.

- Nice.

Bizarre Boss.

Lakshmi accepted Tina's request.

And also her offer to

teach Bhooteriya a lesson.

But sir, the main problem

was doing a hot item number.

Because Lakshmi was a simple,

homely lady.

She didn't know how to dance.

Got it, Manoranjana Kumari.

And Tina, sir.

They both trained her.

- What a concept.

What a concept.

- Thank you, sir.

And these ghosts taught a

nice lesson to Bhooteriya.

I guess he never cast an

eye on Royal Mansion again.

No, sir, he came back.

In fact the next day?

With a witch doctor?

With the original

papers of Royal Mansion.

Bhooteriya transferred the property

back to the ghosts forever.

And once again there was

happiness in Royal Mansion.

And on this joyous occasion..

..Gaindamal allowed Gulabchand..

..in Royal Mansion as well.

And Manoranjana Kumari and

Gulabchand were together again.

What a story.

- Sir.

Sir.

What a story.

- Thank you, sir.

It's got characters, plot points,

cinematic moments.

Crises, and now I've

the resolution as well.

And a hot item number too.

Raju writer,

you really are a writer.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

I like it. My friend!

I like it very much.

But brother, you see...

..our story is very nice.

Not just nice, it's sensational.

But there's a small hurdle.

Hurdle?

- Not too much.

Our story's a bit whacky.

It's a bit weird.

So the producer might hesitate

a bit to invest in this idea.

But I will manage.

I'll do it. Not to worry.

Sir, is that all?

- Yes, that's it.

What's this? - See it yourself,

you'll understand.

These are coins during the

East India Company rule.

They must be really old, antique.

Not just antique, sir.

They are worth a fortune.

Enough for you to start your film.

Keep it.

We'll arrange for the rest too.

- Hold on.

First you tell me your story.

After that you also

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