Main Hoon Na Page #3

-And Mini will kiss the winner.

You...

-Have you lost your mind, Sanju?

-What did I do?

-You lost, Lucky.

-So what?

Time for punishment!

Whoever walks in first through that gate,

push that person and knock him down.

Simple.

What if it's a teacher?

What if it's the principal?

Whatever... man!

-It's the principal.

-Good morning.

-Good morning, Sir.

-Good morning, Sir.

Scared, Lucky?

-Good morning.

-Good morning.

Go, Lucky! Go!

Come here.

Where was I going?

You were going home, Sir.

Genius. Thank you, man.

Come on, dude!

-Hi.

-Hello.

Can you tell me

where's the principal's office?

First floor, third door to the left.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Sir!

Sorry, man. It was a bet.

-What's your name?

-Want to complain to the principal?

Avoid being a pain.

I asked you, what's your name?

Okay, Uncle. If you don't

like your face, then no problem.

I can change it for you.

Come on, tough guy!

You think you are tough?

Come on, let's fight, Uncle.

Very nice.

Come on, let's go, man!

Come on!

-Is he our new Chemistry professor?

-What! Oh, God, Lucky!

-Come on, man. You're in my territory!

-I'm sorry.

Behave yourself. We were just

playing a game. Just a game.

-Lucky, say sorry. Come on.

-Sorry.

It's okay.

Can you take me to the

principal's office? I'm new here.

Hey, did I not say first floor,

third door to the left?

-Are you deaf? Come on, Sanju.

-Excuse me, Sanju.

Hello. I'm Ram.

And I'm Lucky. Now beat it.

Tough guy?

-Good morning.

-Oh, sh*t!

Lucky, that's Mrs. Kakkar.

-Hello.

-Oh, sh*t!

-I'm going to fail them all.

-Run!

Uncle, let go of my hand.

Please.

-Lucky, I'm off. Bye.

-Uncle, the hag bores us to death.

Shameless! What are you up to?

Let go of my hand.

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Hi, handsome.

Are you the new chemistry teacher?

-No. I'm a student.

-A student?

How lovely!

I'm Mrs. Kakkar, the Hindi teacher.

-Good morning, Ma'am.

-Good morning.

Meet me in the back side

when my period is empty.

I'll teach you everything.

Oh, my! Such strong muskles!

-What?

-She means you have strong muscles.

-Thank you. Thank you.

-Mention not. Mention not.

Finally, I've found an oasis.

-Very good, Ma'am. Excuse me.

-Sure.

Everything is "squeezed" for you.

Excuse me, Sir.

Major Ram Prasad Sharma, Sir.

General Bakshi must have spoken to you.

Of course.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

-Lieutenant Ram, right?

-Major Ram, Sir.

Right.

-What can I do for you, General?

-Not general. Major.

Right.

Look, nobody knows

that I am a student here, except you.

-So no saluting.

-Right.

-Sir, no saluting.

-Yeah...

The thing is, Captain...

Please sit down.

I really wanted to join the army.

But I couldn't remember the ranks.

So what can I do for my country, Sergeant?

Okay.

I'd like to be in

Sanjana Bakshi's class.

Done. What else, Wing Commander?

And please stop saluting every second.

Top secret, I know.

-May I leave, Sir?

-Bye, Cadet Ram.

-Don't salute, please.

-Top secret.

Sir, there's a student in your college.

Lakshman Prasad Sharma.

-Lakshman Prasad?

-Yes.

Do you know him?

Just a distant relative.

You must know him.

No, I don't.

I can't even remember names.

-Okay.

-Okay?

Okay. Don't worry.

Go to the ID office at 9:30 a.m. sharp.

-You'll get all the information.

-Very well, Sir.

-Okay? All the best.

-Right, Sir.

Over and out. Tango and Cash.

-Each man for himself.

-Okay...

Oh, my God!

-Roger.

-Major, Sir.

Major. Come on, Comrade.

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Hello. May I sit with you?

-You...

-Hello, Uncle.

-The senior citizen's bench is there.

-Shut up.

-Lucky!

-Oh, my God!

What? What are you doing?

Please make yourself comfortable.

Three years of house-warming

should qualify this as your home.

In fact, please consider this

your bedroom.

-Thank you, Sir. You're too kind.

-That's me.

Sanju, a round cap today?

No problem.

I'll get you a

cowboy hat tomorrow, okay?

Wears a cap!

And why are you sitting?

Please lie down.

Lie down on her lap.

She won't mind and neither will I!

-You are?

-Sir.

Sit, sit.

-Are you new here?

-Yes, Sir.

-Please be comfortable.

-I'm okay, Sir.

Relax!

-I'm okay. Thank you.

-No, this isn't a Temple of Knowledge.

This is a club. Isn't it?

It's a club, right?

-Please put your feet up.

-No, Sir.

No, I insist that you

keep your feet up. Please.

-Up?

-Please.

-My feet?

-Yes.

Come on, please.

Okay, if you insist, Sir.

I'll keep my--

How dare you!

How dare you!

I'm going to set you right.

-But, Sir--

-Come with me to the principal.

-Sir, your spit--

-Follow me.

I said, follow me!

Sir, if you walk ahead, I'd be able to.

Really? You will teach me? Come on!

And quiet!

Bye.

And no talking while I'm gone!

Principal, I was just coming to you.

I want to expel this

not-so-young man, immediately!

Go to my office and collect

your leaving certificate now!

Mr. Rasai, there's a new

student in your class. Ram Sharma.

-Sir, I'm Ram Sharma.

-Major!

I mean, majoring in Physics.

Follow me.

Follow me. Come on.

Class, this is our new student.

-Ram Sharma.

-Hello.

Ten years ago, due to

some family responsibilities

he had to abandon his education.

But now, he's back to

complete his graduation.

-We're very proud of you, my son.

-Thank you, Sir.

I want you all to

be friends with him.

Okay? Who will be his friend?

Who will be his friend?

-Sanjana.

-Sanjana!

Right, Sanjana.

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