Purani Jeans Page #8
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- 2014
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Just tell Sam.
He's making all the arrangements.
We met in the morning.
But he isn't answering his phone now.
Then go to his house.
Yes, good idea.
Sam.
Sam! What are you doing?
What's wrong with you?
Sam. What happened?
No, Sid. Just leave. - Sam.
Listen, won't you tell me?
What's wrong with you?
Do you know...what's the most overrated emotion in the world?
It's love.
Because some day it shatters.
I was just six when..
..father eloped to Paris with that Catherine.
He never looked back.
Parent's love is like the rain, man.
It's not like that.
Come on. Forget about all this. okay?
Sometimes I feel that..
..everyone's my friend because I do things for them.
Do you think anyone genuinely loves me?
Do you think even Nayantara loves me?
Everybody loves you.
We're your friends.
I am always there for you. Okay.
Now get up. Get up.
That's my boy.
Come on.
Thanks, man. - Anytime.
Friends Forever.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. - It's okay.
'I had no idea what was going on in Sam's personal life.'
'He never discussed this aspect of his life with anyone.'
Sam.
Careful.
M.
'Except...maybe for my mother.'
How did you know it was me?
Mothers always know.
Well, if you're thinking of starting a rock band..
..then you need to take care of that voice.
Coffee? - Yes, of course.
Hold this.
I'll get another candle.
Sam!
What happened?
Do you see someone's face in this mug?
Speak up.
M.
Whenever I come here..
..I fear what I am missing out on.
First her drinking... and now this...Abhijeet.
Why did she have to marry him, M?
It's okay.
It's all a part of growing up.
Okay, son.
Then, M, I don't want to grow up.
Give me a big hug.
Power's back.
You two...flirting again.
By the way...what's my part in your love story?
You're the villain. Now get out.
When I last checked this was my house.
Come on.
Let's make coffee.
Hey...this is my house.
What you guys say.. - Friends forever.
Yes!
Goodnight, Sam. - Goodnight, M.
Adios amigo. - Bye.
Siddhu.
Can I say something? - Yes.
Don't ever hurt Sam's feelings.
Don't worry, mom, Sam's my best friend.
And nothing can ever change that, okay.
I know.
By the way, he's throwing a farewell party for me tomorrow.
Only the best for my favorite Cowboy.
Thanks.
Shampoo.
You all did so much for me.
Shampoo.
Seriously. Thanks.
I've written a small poem dedicated to all of you.
Go for it.
"Each day they'll call out."
"They'll scream and shout."
"We'll never forget... these good old days."
Sing it.
I can't sing. - There's always a first time.
Come on.
"These fun filled good old days."
"The carefree good old days."
"We'll never forget... these good old days."
Good song. I like it. Not bad.
"These good old days."
"Those carefree days."
"Those sweet-intoxicating days."
"We'll never forget... these good old days."
"We never realized.."
"..how soon these days went by."
"Why do all these moments of happiness.."
"..pass away so rapidly?"
"The heart says... don't let this ambience pass-away."
"The days filled with promises to live."
"Days filled with tall expectations."
"We'll never forget... these good old days."
"I wish these days would last."
"They always go too fast."
"Some things you wished would stay the same."
"The magic that we share."
"I feel it in the air."
"Why do you have to go away?"
"Happiness in the eyes...and some tears too."
"The ambience is emotional.
"It's not easy to say goodbye to our dear friends."
She's fine.
Nayantara..
Aisha. - Are you okay?
What's wrong? - Sorry, Aisha. I made you cry.
It's okay, Sid. It's not your fault.
Sister, I want to go home. - Are you okay?
Yes.
You stay, you've come out after a long time.
You stay.
Yes, Nayantara, I'll just drop her and come back.
I'll come too. - No, no, it's okay. I'll just be back.
Sure? - It's okay.
Any news about Bobby?
Aisha.
I don't think Bobby's going to come back.
You know it's best to forget him and move on.
Yeah. I know. - Hey, you okay?
Fine.
Whose gift is that..
Oh no...that's Sid's farewell gift.
I forgot to give it to him.
Rain and champagne.
Wow...it's going to be fun.
Where's your sister-in-law? - My sister-in-law or yours?
Don't spoil my mood, Suzy.
What did we decide on Sam's birthday?
One who gets kissed gets the miss.
Come on.
Friends Forever.
Sam, Siddhu and you are close friends, right?
Best friends since we were five.
And there's nothing to let us change that.
Where's everyone?
Siddharth.
Where's everyone, Siddhu?
Siddhu.
Siddhu. - Nayantara.
I just wanted to tell you one thing that day.
I hate you.
I really-really hate you. - But..
I hate you, just go away. - Nayantara, listen to me.
I don't want to meet you. Just go to America.
Please.
"These days my heart doesn't listen to me."
"These days I've lost my heart."
"It wishes to see you only."
"Are you the one?"
"Are you the same?"
"Are you the one?"
"Are you the same?"
"These days my heart doesn't listen to me."
"These days I've lost my heart."
"Okay, now where's everyone?"
"Silly boy, where are you?"
Sam!
Sam!
Sam, listen.
Sam, I am sorry.
I am really, really sorry. - Shut up.
After all that all you have to say is 'sorry' to me.
Wow, man.
Everyone should have a best friend like you.
Look, Sam.
..about me and Nayantara.
I tried but.. - But what?
You were tongue-tied.
Or you thought Sam's so stupid he'll never know.
No.
It's just that I brought it up at the wrong moment..
I never got the chance.
No, Sid. - And then everything had changed..
..when I came back from the interview. Please.
You had many opportunities, Sid. And you know it.
Look.
I made a big mistake not telling you.
I am fine with any punishment you give me.
Please.
Please. Please. Please.
Sam, forgive me.
Please.
I want us to stop being friends.
Look, Sam, you're angry.
Don't breakup our 16 year old friendship for..
You broke this 16 year old friendship, not me.
That too for a girl.
That too for a girl. - Sam..
I didn't know you were serious about her.
I thought you would never like a girl like Nayantara.
Why?
Are girls like her meant only for you?
No, try to understand.
You're my friend and she's my love.
I was confused.
"Love.. Friendship."
These are just big words written in your diary.
And you know nothing about them.
Friendship's most important for me.
I wouldn't have left her there..
..and come here otherwise. Please.
Just shut up.
Just shut up.
You know what, for me love is dead. - No, Sam.
For me...this friendship is dead. - No, Sam.
I don't care about her anymore.
And I don't care about you.
You know what..
I am ashamed to call you a friend.
I am ashamed to call you a Kasauli Cowboy.
You broke the rules of friendship.
Friendship isn't made of rules, Sam.
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