Purani Jeans Page #5
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- 2014
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You didn't get it?
What if things get hot between me and Roxy..
..at Sam's birthday party?
Things get hot!
She'll find me hot.
Take a look in the mirror. - Forget it.
Mom says in these glasses..
..I look like Shahrukh from 'Baazigar'.
You need 'Complan' not condoms.
Then you keep it, Bobby.
Get lost.
Real men are into real things.
Real? What?
Children, what's up?
Hello, uncle. - Hello, son.
Listen. - Yes.
Did you go into my room yesterday?
My stuff's missing.
What stuff, papa?
Don't touch my things.
Stupid. - Papa, I'm going.
It's Sam's birthday.
I've to buy a gift for him. - Where are you going?
And the decorations..
Goodbye, papa.
God bless. - You're taking the scooter.
I need to make deliveries.
Stupid fool.
You fools, you think it's funny.
Let's go.
Uncle, your stuff's lying on the ground.
How did this get here?
Oh no, it's closed again.
Just wait for a while.
The bakery will reopen.
Hi. - Hi.
Where have you been the past few days?
You weren't at your secret spot either.
Actually, I was busy organizing Sam's birthday.
You're invited too.
I don't think I'll come. - Why?
It's just that Sam's a bit crazy.
You have to come.
You love the chocolate pastries..
..from this bakery, don't you.
Come to the party and I'll treat you.
But only if the bakery opens.
Kasauli's really a dormant city.
Dormant men. Closed shops.
Look...even the clock on that tower's not working.
Time's stopped...because you're here.
What? - Nothing.
The bakery's opened up. Come on.
Bobby, I need to say something urgent..
..at the party, okay.
Fine, fine.
By the way, I got you something from Chandigarh.
God, you're crazy. Shut up, okay.
It's serious, and you..
Listen, sister's here... I'll talk to you later.
Bye-bye-bye.
Hello. - Hey, sister.
When did you come back from the church?
Just now. - Cool.
By the way...aren't you getting to close to this Bobby?
Oh sister, please, I am already quite stressed out.
Just not in the mood for lecture, okay.
So just forget it.
You won't get it.
Those two are already crazy about you.
And...you're so mature.
Forget it. Listen.
Wear these earrings.
They will match your red-party theme.
Superb. Love you.
Are you sure you're not coming to the party?
Yes, I am sure.
By the way, which one do you like?
I mean...I really like Sam.
He's so cool.
But I know you... you must have fallen for that..
..intense poet.. - Get out of here.
Hey, I am wearing your red sandals, okay.
'Intense poet type.'
I like that.
Thank God you're coming along.
Now I just hope this moped starts up.
Even it doesn't want me to go to the party.
What's your problem? - Sam.
How many times do I tell you?
But he's a sweet harmless guy, okay.
And...I don't think this moped's going to start today.
Is it okay if we walk? - Yes, I like walking.
Sure. - Yes.
Fine, then I'll leave my moped here tonight.
Come on.
Wow, look at that.
It's so beautiful.
Wow.
"Her laugh...the fragrance."
"First love...always stays fragrant in your mind.."
"..I wonder why?"
You've to tell him about us today. Please.
Fine, I'll tell him.
What's the big deal?
It's a big deal for me.
For my sake. Please.
Come on, Cowboys, party.
Cheers.
Hi, Sam, happy birthday.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
You're looking very, very pretty tonight.
Excuse me.
Brother! - Happy birthday, dear.
Where were you? - On the way.
Retro guitar, it had to be your idea.
I know a bit about your taste too.
Come on, let's drink.
How are you, Bahadur? - First class.
Happy birthday.
Alpha Beta Gama Theta.
Only the beautiful triumphs.
Who's going to make some noise?
Kasauli Cowboys!
Idiot...you're drunk.
Don't stop me tonight.
My night.
Baby.
Baby. - What?
Either kiss me or dance him.
Forget this.
Dance me baby.
Kiss me baby. - No, no.
Kiss me.
Kiss me. - Come here.
Dance me.
What the..
I meant my cheeks, but she had me tongue-tied..
I had to tell you something important.
I had to tell you something important. - Tell me.
About Nayantara.
Yes.
Something about her.
Whenever I see her...my whole world lights up.
I think I am in love, Siddi boy.
I think I am in love.
What were you saying? - Nothing.
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear Sam.
Listen, Bobby, I have to tell you..
..and it's really serious.
I've been trying to tell you, but you don't listen.
Come on, babes.
No serious talks tonight.
Only party...and dance.
Come on. Come here.
Bobby, this is not funny. Listen to me.
Chill out. Smile.
A dance with the most beautiful girl in the party.
I am fine.
Come on.
Sam, I am fine. - Come and dance with me.
I am fine.
You're my favorite girl, come here.
I am fine, Sam. - Come on.
I think you look so hot in this dress.
Too beautiful..
Baby, let's kiss.
Sam, what are you doing?
What happened? - What's your problem?
Sam. Get up.
Get up, it's okay.
Nayantara.
Get a grip on yourself.
What happened?
Ask your best friend.
Sid. Let her go.
She's a bloody tease.
If I say something..
..you'll come up with a thousand excuses.
And did you tell him about us?
Sid, let her go.
Let her go.
I knew it.
Go to hell.
Sid, come back now.
Sid.
Come back, Sid.
That day fate was asking me..
..whether I wanted love... or friendship.
But I couldn't decide.
Maybe I was a coward... or maybe just confused.
By the way, where in Kasauli are you heading?
Lawrence Estate.
Sam. Sam.
Listen. - Yes.
I just received my MIT interview call.
I have to leave for Delhi today.
Congrats, ma. - Thanks.
Oh my head.
By the way, I had to talk to you about something important.
About last night.. About Nayantara.
Yes.
I was so stupid.
I shouldn't have such things.
I will apologize to her..
..but let me sleep not, Sid.
Please. Goodnight.
Where are you going?
Go back to sleep.
What sleep?
She's called 15 times this morning.
Aisha.
Aisha? - Yes.
Tell her I am not here.
Hello, Aisha.
He's saying he isn't here. - You..
I mean...I mean..
He..
Give it to me.
Bloody idiot.
Hello, Aisha.
Siddharth here.
Can I speak to Nayantara?
Hello.
She hung up.
That's girls for you.
I'll leave too.
Go home. - Come on.
She's really troubled me a lot.
I wonder what she wants.
Let's go.
N...I am really sorry for last night.
Beautiful nun, can you please forgive me?
Yeah!
Look, I can't help you.
Okay.
Keep this..
Keep this money and just get it done somewhere.
I don't want your stupid money, okay.
I thought you would come along.
I am not going anywhere. - Bobby.
Bobby, please listen.
Bobby, I haven't even told my sister yet.
God. Just if we had used protection that day.
Look...how long have we known each other?
Three months.
And how can I be sure whether it's me..
..or someone else.
Maybe someone back in Mumbai.
What? Just..
How dare you?
You.. Don't try that again, get it.
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