Happy Bhag Jayegi Page #5

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Right, Hairat?

Hairat Gul!

Go he's calling you.

Yeah...yes yes... Rehan Lahori, of course.

I already told you I won't go to Lahore.

And your tricks won't work on me, Bagga.

And I won't go with these hired goons.

Hired goons? - Son, try to understand.

He's come all the way from Lahore only for you.

And we're not hired, we're original.

We'll take you to your love.

His love for 'Mausiqi' (Music).

Yeah...you wont even go for the love of Mausiki?

Happy's love is all I need.

And you can keep your Mausiki.

Listen, his, mine, whosever love it is... you'll only find it in Lahore.

Yeah... Look, son...he'll get in big trouble otherwise, and me too.

To hell with both of you.

It's because of people like you...

...that India and Pakistan could never be friends.

Go with them, come on.

I've given my word. - He's given his word.

Try to understand brother, It's all in Lahore

Who is? - Happening... It's Happening.

Think of your dream, Guddu....

One that's in the depths of your dreams, you'll find it there.

One that's in the loneliness of your heart, you'll find it there.

One that's in your destiny, you'll find it there.

Yeah... - At least listen to him!

Otherwise I swear I will eat poison.

And not just him, I will eat it too...and make you eat it.

Eat!

Two Pakistanis will die in my backyard because of you...

...my ticket will get cancelled.

And if that happens, forget Happy I won't let you marry anyone.

Bagga bro, don't get emotional.

Please...don't get emotional, Bagga.

Okay.

Guddu, you don't want to come with us, don't come.

You don't want to sing for us, don't sing.

But we're fans of your music.

At least eat a bite from our hands.

No... - Please. - I won't eat it.

It's stuffed bread.

Why won't you eat it? - Stay away.

Bagga bro, he's humiliated us a lot.

If he doesn't eat, how will he go?

Please give us a hand.

Dimpy, lay him down.

Hey... - You...

Stay away! Stay away! Stay away!

Careful...make him sit, please..

We brought it especially for you from Lahore.

If only you had eaten it politely...you would've understood.

But I guess I'll have to shove this love down your throat. - Yes yes, shove it down.

Will you only make wise cracks or start shoving also?

Or else give that to your Brother, I'll do it for you.

Yeah...Lahori, give it to him.

Do it, brother!

Come on... - Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

Great.

Eat it.

More...

More, brother!

Will you sing now?

Will you go to Lahore now?

Fantastic.

Bagga bro...that's enough.

Eat some more... Go to Lahore.

Bagga Bro...Stop it!

It's done.

You're simply amazing, Bagga bro.

The boy's said yes. - He did?

Hairat, take care of Guddu's visa and other formalities.

And bring him to Lahore respectfully.

Oh yes, of course of course

Bagga...brother...I am touched by your gestures of help

Touched. - You're welcome.

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Everyone! - Thank you. - Yes, Goodbye

Boss...these Pakistanis have so much love in them?

I was thinking that too.

Keep an eye on Guddu. Come on. - Okay, brother.

Is this Bagga's minion always watching you?

Tell me something...

I've met Happy... she's quite feisty.

She has all of Pakistan dancing to her beats in two days.

You look like a decent boy.

What was your need to run away with her?

Just two months...

I'll get my contract from the music company.

The contract will come when it comes

But I'll have to get married as soon as I graduate.

For sure

Reeto's here...see you later.

You'll get married... and you'll be marrying me.

For sure

"Darling... My darling."

"It's the season of love."

"Darling... My darling."

"You're with me in every step I take."

"You're the melody from my musical instrument."

"You're the melody..."

"You're the melody..."

"You're the engravings on my soul."

"Yes, it's you."

"It's you."

"You're my life."

"I've put my faith in you."

"God dwells in you."

"It's like my heart's connected with God."

"Darling... My darling."

"You're with me in every step I take."

"You're the melody..."

"You're the melody..."

"You're the melody..."

"You're the melody..."

"Yes, it's you."

"It's you."

"Yes, it's you."

"It's you."

"I kept fighting with my dreams."

"I was always afraid to say it."

"My only wish was for you to be mine."

"I think God answers my prayers as well."

"You're my peace, my obsession."

"You're my desire, my hope."

"You're my craving, and my serenity."

"You're the pain and the relief."

You kept saying we'll get married.

Here...I am getting married.

Stuff your face...

"Darling... My darling."

"It's the season of love."

"Darling... My darling."

"You're with me in every step I take."

"I spend one day... and you spend a night."

"In this love... we've shared many centuries."

"If we ever separate, the world will say..."

"You're the song that's sung only by me."

"Darling... My darling."

"It's the season of love."

"Darling... My darling."

"You're with me in every step I take."

What is it? Why have you come here?

This is all you can do?

Strum your guitar and cry.

Will you run away?

"Darling... My darling."

"It's the season of love."

Call me in the evening.

I'll go finish up with the engagement.

Usmaan, your brother's going to meet his love tomorrow.

So...

On that occasion...let's...

Oh...

I don't drink...I don't...

No?

But...it's cold tonight.

So you can take it for the cold.

Take it.

Give me your glass.

Come on.

Enough. Enough.

Here.

Cheers!

You insisted and that's why I obliged...

...otherwise I don't have such habits

What...what...

Can I ask you something?

Ask anything except for Kashmir.

Urdu is a very deadly language. - Why?

Like some things might be so trivial...

But in Urdu they sound so important.

Yeah.

I used to think that 'Tashreef' is something special.

When I found out the real meaning (butt), I couldn't control my laughter...

Listen. - Yeah.

Are you mocking me?

You're taking me to see my Happy.

You think I can mock you? - No-No.

Gurdeep Singh is not such a bad person. - No no Gurdeep

I wasn't making fun.

I understand...

Usmaan... what is this called in Urdu?

Oh this...

Go do it.

Do it! Do it!

Brother Usmaan... you and Bilal are really great.

You lied for us.

You came here for us.

And you'll take me to Lahore tomorrow.

To my Happy.

We'll be so happy together.

I will meet with Happy... we'll get married.

And we'll have...

Hey!

-I'll see how you get married...

Brother, catch him. - Who?

Brother, we'll get sc

Who? - Bagga's man... he's heard everything.

You're unbelievable.

Can't you look where you're peeing? - Brother...we'll be ruined.

There he is. There he is.

He went left...Left...

That way..

That way, let's go.

Usman bro, faster! - He has fallen! He has fallen!

I can't touch him!

He is reeking. How do we catch him?

Keep an eye on him, I'll find some papers.

Paper's no good... give me that rod.

Rod.

We'll beat him with the stick and tie him up in the sack.

Sit down.

Wear it. Wear it. Wear it.

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