Thanga Magan Page #3
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- 2015
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Look here!
Beer for 200 bucks.
Give us two of these 200 bucks beer.
-Two!
You said we'll have 6 beers.
But this is a tiny bottle!
This won't get us drunk!
-Dude.
Just drink that.
Didn't come here for beers.
I'm so anxious to find her
She's looking. Or is she looking?
I can never tell.
How do they manage to do that?
Who's this skyscraper?
What's your problem?
-Buzz off, hot shot.
Hello!
Look here.
Why are you staring at my friend?
Laying a hand at HIM?
I go to the gym, too!
-Let go.
I'm the Inspector General's son.
Out of my sight!
I'm the Inspector General's son.
Even constable's son could make him
wet his pants...
Who let you in?
-Hey, I know him.
So you're the I.G's son?
-What's wrong with you? We're friends!
Your friends are cheap.
Who's cheap?
We paid 200 bucks for a beer.
Beer is cheaper in the stores.
You won't take your eyes off me.
Why do you follow me around?
How could I not follow
such a pretty girl?
Would you ogle at any pretty girl this way?
-Of course.
Yes!
But youre not just any pretty girl.
Give me my beer.
So you had this little speech
rehearsed, huh?
Give me my beer.
Listen, man.
That rich kid bumped against my beer.
Can I drink yours?
Dude?
Mine spilled.
Can I have yours?
Dude. My brother!
-Shut up.
Stop doing that.
Here! Take it.
Get lost.
Thanks.
Where are they?
Can't see them.
Let's go.
-My beer!
Sir, please
-Drunk and driving!
Wait here.
Show me your papers.
-I left it behind at home...
Roaming around drunk
with girls at night
I'm taking you to the station.
Dude, that's my dad's friend!
Uncle Ramalingam.
Just watch me.
I was on my way back home.
-Put your phone inside.
Seize that car.
-Uncle!
Hello, uncle.
Hello, Tamizh!
Uncle you see, I had a beer.
No problem. Go, I'll handle it.
-No problem.
What else?
They're my friends.
Really? I'll let them go?
Hold the boys.
I'll drop the girl home.
Thanks!
-You, come here.
Come here.
Where's your license?
-I told you I forgot.
Give me the girls' parents' numbers.
-Please don't do that, sir.
The Assistant Commissioner will be here.
-Sorry, please let us go.
Shall I drop you?
Trust me.
I'm a good guy.
And your friend?
He'll walk home.
Don't I have any dialogues
in this scene?
I trusted you, too.
HEMA:
Bye, Revathy.TAMIZH:
Go away, this is my one chance.REVATHY:
What?TAMIZH:
Go hook up with Revathy.KUMARAN:
Good idea!Wish you'd told me sooner.
Hi!
I'll drop you, Revathy.
In your imaginary car?
-Oh no!
He didn't mention that.
You don't drink?
I saw you at the bar,
you only drank juice.
No.
Why?
Not interested.
Do you drink?
No way!
Do you drink beer?
A little.
What do you do?
I did nothing!
I mean, what do you do,
for a living?
I'm a second year
Bachelor of Commerce from the arts college.
You?
Bachelor of technology.
In architecture.
You look like a White girl.
But you come to the temple everyday!
My dad is British.
Mom is a Brahmin.
Mom would insist that I go to the temple
to preserve the culture.
I grew fond of temples.
Do I still have to wait
outside the temple to talk to you?
Okay, bye.
Won't even thank me?
She didn't even thank you?
Don't piss me off first thing
in the morning.
Girls are like pancakes.
Boys are the pan.
Everyone enjoys the taste
of the pancakes
Not the sacrifice made by the pan.
What's with the one liner?
I thought it up a long time back.
Waiting for the right time to say it.
The timing sucked.
-Tamizh!
Come here.
You come here.
You're so macho!
Hema
-Hema?
Hema asked if you can buy her beer.
Beer?
Yesterday, she told me
she doesn't drink.
She's been wanting to try it
ever since you told her.
Right
You take those rich boys
to go clubbing.
But you need me to buy the beer?
-Fine, don't buy.
No, let me buy it.
Hey, let me buy it.
But you were so macho!
-Please, let me buy it.
No wonder beer is overpriced.
She's chugging it faster than us!
It's so bitter.
Oh no!
You're wasting precious potion, you cow!
She reminds me of "Venneeraadai" Murthy.
I'm steady!
Steady
-I can see that.
What?
She didn't even finish the joke.
Are you okay, Hema?
Do I look like I'm not okay?
Not at all.
Shut up, you sidekick.
It's not like you're the heroine.
You're the sidekick, too!
Mommy!
-Hit the sidekick, too.
Why did you hit me?
Shut up, man.
Shut up.
Shut it.
-And you thought she's a white girl!
Look here, man.
Look here.
You look average.
Very average.
But
You've done something
to me.
You have.
Over here.
And here.
What did you do there?
Do you know what you're doing?
You're doing something!
What have I done, Hema?
You're disturbing me, you pig.
Do you know how I feel?
Come on, let's go.
-I feel
Let's hit them tomorrow.
-Take her away.
How?
Can't you see that?
You pig
You dog!
You tramp!
That's too much drama
for half a pint.
Dude.
It's fine that she slapped me.
But between the slaps and curses,
she said something. Yeah?
Yes!
Even though she was tipsy,
she knew you're average looking.
Listen, man.
You're the hunky one, happy?
Thanks!
Idiot!
"You've done something"
"You're doing something.."
"You're disturbing me"
What does all that tell you?
That you're disturbing her.
You won't get it.
Acts like an infant
Dude.
-Tell me.
When the heroine's friend is not with her,
you must know to walk away.
Go away, dude.
-I'm not going.
Too much nuisance here.
Let's go over there?
Like you'll do any talking there.
Sorry I hit you yesterday.
You hit me?
No, you didn't!
But you mentioned something.
About some disturbance.
Over here.
About how you feel.
Did I?
No, I didn't.
I was kidding.
You did hit me.
I'm not kidding.
I didn't say anything.
So whatever you said yesterday
doesn't count?
You could just accept.
Accept what?
That you said it.
Said what?
I used to play
when I was a kid.
I want to play, too.
My love, my life;
Sweet love of my life.
The apple of my eye;
You are, you are, you are.
My love! My life!
Sweetheart, the apple of my eye.
We're punch drunk in love, baby;
Don't you say a word.
We may get tipsy;
But don't you falter.
We're punch drunk in love, baby;
Don't you say a word.
We may get tipsy;
But don't you falter.
Woman! Can't you see?
I'm soaring in new skies.
Oh no, I can't rest now.
My eyes refuse to sleep.
Listen up, you're the one;
My sweet, young love!
Lock your lips to mine;
Devour my soul!
Talking to you, endlessly;
The sound of you breathing softly.
And your kisses on my cheek;
Makes my knees go weak.
Your unfaltering gaze;
I'm lying in a daze.
And the mock anger;
Your naughty fingers.
I see our future;
It's you and me!
We'll be together;
We'll be one!
You're everything I wished for;
And everything more!
Girl, I want you by my side;
Even when we're past our prime.
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