Kismet Love Paisa Dilli Page #5

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Hey Hi!

Ladies and gentlemen here

comes a legendary man-eater of Delhi.

Rohit Pichwadia.

What a wonderful party.

All hail Bamby! - Yeah!

All hail Bamby!

Oh no!

And now let me tell you the

reason of the celebration tonight.

Bamby's respected father..

..call him respected, a most

corrupt and inspirational politician..

..our ex-agriculture minister

on whom the opposition leveled..

..true charges of corruption

and a case was filed against him.

And finally today he

has been given clean chit.

He must have bribed

god knows how many people..

..to get that clean chit.

And I believe that one day

Bamby will be as spoilt and..

..as powerful like his father.

Yeah!

And now Bamby will

talk to the public now.

Thank you public.

Well, I'll try my best to

fulfill all your expectations.

But now, I am more

spoilt than my father.

There are two types

of people in this world.

One who is corrupt and

second those who want to be corrupt..

..and I'm the second type of man.

So, rejoice all you people

because the ultimate solution to..

..every bloody thing in

this country is corruption.

Hail corruption!

Hail corruption!

Sir, can I help you?

Sir, pizza. Delivery boy.

Hey our friend here

has got us pizzas here.

Pizza. - Pizza.

Oh it's hot!

Enjoy the party buddy.

Sir, bill.

Drink, sir.

Me?

Sir, drink. - Yes.

He doesn't drink. - Okay.

Soft drink. - Thank you.

You are welcome.

I'll just go to

the ladies' room. - Okay.

Why do the girls

use the bathroom so often?

Oh you are the one who

caught Rohit like a ball.

Aren't you?

Oh then we owe you a good time. - Yes.

Would you like to catch me if I fall?

I'll die.

What's your name miss? - Marcha.

Oh my god!

Room inside a room.

Come, come.

Oh no! One more room.

Welcome.

Hello there.

You are handsome. - Thank you.

You've got nice eyes.

Oh I'll die for you.

You like me? - Yes.

No, you like me.

No, you like me.

No, you like me.

No, you like me.

I like you all.

I am all of you like, yes babies.

Excuse me.

We are friends with Rohit.

Have you seen Lokesh?

He is lost swimming.

He is diving deep in the ocean of love.

Love. Love. 69.

He is mine. - He's mine.

Shut up you nbitch he is mine.

He is mine. - He's mine.

No fine. - No, he's mine.

I'm loving all you together.

Okay, okay, okay.

Inky, pinky ponky.

Pinky's ponky.

Inky pinky ponky.

Inky pinky ponky.

Wow!

Oh no!

Sir, sir, Rohit sir.. - I'm

sorry baby, please don't mind.

I'll be next, huh?

Who is this old bull huh?

Hey, hey, leave my things.

Sorry darling. You'll be fine.

Sir, sir give my money.

Please.

Don't make us laugh any

more. Have mercy on us Jackie Chan.

Oh my god how cute he is like a dog.

I hope I could make him my pet.

Hey guys, look at the

cotton coming out of his ears man.

Jackie Chan, can you

hear what we are saying?

Hello! Ding dong, ding dong.

Hey cartoon, you want money?

Yes.

Okay, tell your name first. - Nunna.

It might be yours but mine is strong.

You want money Nunna? - Yes.

Here is your money.

Come on.

Come on. - Oh!

This time I won't raise it up.

Come on jump. Nunna.

Come on. - Come on Nunna.

Jump! Jump! Jump!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna! - Come on jump!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna! - Oh!

Come on Jackie Chan jump.

Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Nunna! Nunna! Nunna!

Look, there is a

price of every man's prestige.

I too have a price

and you too might have one.

They are assaulting me

without paying any price.

Oh god he is mad!

He is a monster.

He bit off my ears and also Ria's.

You must have him.

Come on Rocco, come on.

Rohit, come quickly, come fast darling.

I'll be back baby.

Nice.

If you are done shall we leave?

Is there a key? - Yes there is.

Come sit.

Hail Goddess.

Let's go!

My Guggu!

Lokesh hurry up, the mad

man is still running after us.

Did all the mad men of

Delhi have to run after us tonight?

Great Mr. Captain. Great.

What's the matter Mr. Captain?

You are not driving carefully.

Both of them have been spared alive.

Are you fine?

I've not taken down the

number else I would've destroyed them.

It's hurting.

But what will we do now?

Come.

It's a crazy night.

I've just been saved from getting raped.

Give my jacket.

No, I'm feeling cold.

Oh no!

I left my waist coat

over there in all this chaos.

Go and get it.

Remember that every man

roaming in Delhi at night..

..is a hunter.

Girls are hunted not guys.

I fail to understand

the strange likes of the rich.

Lokesh, shall I tell something. - Yes.

You are a good guy.

But I fail to understand

how you got trapped in this mess.

The police, tape,

politics, what's all this?

That's nothing.

You got hurt.

I was just making up to impress you.

Look.

Atma Ram College, M.A

Political Science, first year student.

I am an ordinary man. Check me for free.

Not a worker of

NSVP or anything like that.

But I do want to become one

to rip off these corrupt people.

But to become one you need to bribe.

11,000 rupees party fund.

If I got trapped in anything

it is because of that last metro.

For the sari clad

woman whom I don't even know.

You are telling the truth, right?

I swear on the goddess.

Look, one day we'll have

this big a garden in our bungalow.

I'll remove that pitch

and make a swimming pool.

There will be beer

instead of water in the pool.

All the friends will

take joyful dips in it.

And no tube lights.

I want to put up flood

lights like this in the garden.

Yes, and they'll remain

switched off like these ones.

Why? Why? Why?

Why will they be switched off?

I'll insert sensors

that work on snap of fingers.

Just snap your fingers

and the lights will be on.

Oh no!

I should've asked something else.

Hands up!

Hands up!

Go get him! - Come,

come. - Stop else I'll shoot.

Come on Lavina. - Catch the scoundrel.

Stop! Stop! - Listen Lokesh, listen.

Catch him.

Stop!

Hey you! Stop!

Hands up!

Sir, sir I'm telling the truth sir.

I don't even know that woman sir.

Why and how did she die..

To hell with the girl.

Come on give the tape.

Which tape?

I swear on your mother.

Hey you girl, where is the tape?

Sir, she doesn't know anything.

She is innocent.

Sir, the tape is in this jacket.

Sir.

Look for the tape, the tape.

Sir.

The tape isn't there.

It's in the right pocket.

Give my jacket.

I'm feeling cold.

Yes sir, I got it.

The tape.

Why are you

staring at the innocent girl?

So the ground under

the lover's feet has slipped.

We were following you.

Your beloved had called

us by giving a missed call.

Now you understand why

every friend is important.

Now, come on pay this girl for her job.

It's one lakh, my dear.

Come on hold it.

Come on take out the

wire or will you make us hear..

..what you do at home too.

Dear, this story had started

when you were in the fashion show party.

Hello there.

It is said that if you want to

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