Lage Raho Munna Bhai Page #11

- You are mocking this ancient wisdom!

And where was it during the Tsunami,

Earthquakes,...

floods?

I write horoscopes,

not weather reports!

You don't even know your own future.

How can you predict someone else's?

Who says I don't know my own future?

Then tell us what's gonna happen

to you in the next 2 minutes!

What's going to happen?

- How would I know?

You're the astrologer here.

Tell me, dude.

Is there some danger coming your way?

Danger? What danger?

Circuit, pull out your gun.

Look, danger!

I'm gonna count till 10.

After 10 shoot him down, Circuit!

- This is ridiculous! You can't do this.

If you're confident about

your predictions, why worry?

Look, he wont budge.

- Stop this joke. Listen up...

Friends, don't be afraid.

I'm a non-violent man.

Even though the bullet will

go through his skull...

What?

- He will suffer no damage.

Guys, step aside.

The bullets will go through him.

One.

Two.

- Stop this nonsense.

Three.

- Are you listening?

Four.

Five.

Six.

- Someone say something.

Seven.

- Sir, do something.

Eight.

- Listen, listen...

Nine.

- Stop! Don't say 10!

He's out! Get up, Nostradamus,

I gotta apologise!

Uncle, this man doesn't know

his own future.

How can he predict others' future?

Don't stop this wedding, sir!

I beg you!

Someone, make him understand.

Make him see sense.

A stupid goon like me can see

this is wrong.

Why can't you educated fools

understand?

It's good that Bapu isn't for real...

Or this mute nation of cowards

would make him weep!

He died urging us

to speak the truth,

But today honesty

only gets you misery!

This girl dared to be honest,

and the wedding is off.

Let's go, Circuit!

Take us! This sane world

is driving me nuts!

Let's go.

Where's Sunny?

Sunny, let's go.

Dad, marrying her may kill me.

But, not marrying her

is certain death for me!

Sorry, Dad.

Bro, you sure about

the 'more jail - higher rep' equation?

Write a letter.

- To whom, Bro?

Dear Jhanvi, I am sorry

I came into your life.

I couldn't help it!

Your voice saying,

'Good Morning, Mumbai',...

would fill my day with sunshine.

And 'Good Night, Mumbai' would

give me sweet dreams of you.

May be not this life,

but in the next,...

I'll be a real Professor, girl!

I'll win the quiz without cheating

and come to your studio.

But Jhanvi, you don't change.

Who cares about the next life, Munna.

I want to spend this life with you.

I'll gaze at you through the window,...

...as you gently flick

your lock of hair!

Like this?

Next time we're in Goa, I'm gonna give

you the ring with full confidence.

How will you give me the ring?

It's with me.

Hey, Circuit!

Mu head's a chemical war-zone!

Can you see Jhanvi?

Yeah, Bro.

Hi, Jhanvi.

Tell me, where is she?"

Bro, she's behind you.

Behind me?

- Yeah.

Why did you lie to me?

Why did you say

you're not a professor?

You are the best professor

I've ever met, Murli.

There are many who preach Gandhism.

You 're the only one who practices it.

Third finger from the left.

- Which one?

Third finger. 1, 2, 3...

- 1, 2, 3...

She's got it on, Bro.

Congratulations, Bro!

- Thank you Circuit.

Bro...

- Yeah.

Bro, let's make mince out of him.

Can't get worse,...

...we're already in jail!

Buddy...

Thanks a ton.

This is yours!

And so, the 'Second Innings' home

found its masters again.

Munna and Jhanvi got married.

And still host the 'Mahatma's

Magic' show together on the radio!

Bomi and Tina wanted a son wasn't

possible. So they adopted Circuit.

They thought they'd change him

But look who really changed!

Mr. D'Souza is a proud father.

His son bought another taxi...

with his own savings. "'

Sunny and Simran

have been married 5 years.

Sunny couldn't be more alive,

or happy!

This opened Khurana's eyes.

The Astrologer had to leave...

with the extra 'K'!

You 're wondering

what happened to me, right?

was shot down years ago.

But 3 bullets cannot kill

my beliefs.

Times will change, but...

my thoughts will keep causing

chemical cock-ups in some brains.

The choice is yours!

Live with my picture...

...or live by my principles.

Time to go!

Someone awaits me...

Lucky Singh.

- Who dat?

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi.

Bapu...

Bless me, Bapu. What a miracle!

But first, one photo please?

Hey Photo-Studio, hurry!

Make it nice and bright.

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