Thank You Page #5
''Salt-less, tasteless,
like insipid pulses..''
''..if your chicken
(wife) becomes so..''
''..give love, take love.''
''Give love, take love.''
''Give love..''
''Take love..''
''Heart is amorous by nature.''
''This matter is pretty serious.''
''There's beauty all around.
And there's chance as well.''
''What should we do?
It's all very confusing.''
''In spring if your heart
goes out of control..''
''..give love, take love.''
''If you are alone and
bored give love, take love.''
''Breaking all the
boundaries if restlessness..''
''Breaking all the boundaries if
restlessness becomes unbearable..''
''..give love, take love.''
''..give love, take love.''
''Give love..''
''Take love..''
''Make sure your
youth doesn't go waste.''
''When you are ecstatic, when you cross
the line, don't be afraid of anyone.''
''Don't let your desires
rot inside your heart.''
''Don't just let your
eyes feast on beauties.''
''Do something more than that.''
''When lights go off..''
''..give love, take love.''
''When the restless heart becomes
a lecher give love, take love.''
''Salt-less, tasteless..''
''Like insipid pulses..''
''Salt-less, tasteless,
like insipid pulses...''
''...if your chicken
(wife) becomes so..''
''..give love, take love.''
''..give love, take love.''
''Give love..''
''Take love..''
''Give love..''
You're very hot.
Boss, I think
someone is shooting at us.
But why?
Run!
Boss!
What have we done?
Let's hide here.
Phone... it's ringing...
Then answer it.
Fine, give it to me.
Take it. - No.
It isn't your luck that
you're alive, it's King's style.
King?!
King, the one with the limp.
I make my enemies run until they can't
stand anymore, then I shoot them.
Enemies?
We have nothing against you...
or anyone else.
We are nice, harmless people.
We aren't your enemies.
Whose number have you dialed?
Perhaps you've dialed a wrong number.
The ones who ruined me,
confiscated my drugs...
you tortured my
brother and killed him.
Step out, I will kill you.
Mr. King, please don't cry.
It's probably a misunderstanding.
Yes, a misunderstanding.
We aren't who you think we are.
I may have a limp,
but I'm not an idiot.
Your end is near.
Run for your life.
How can we run away from you?
It's a small world.
Please allow us to
prove our innocence.
Mr. King... we have a suggestion.
Don't shoot us, kidnap us instead.
Yes.
King doesn't kidnap anyone,
people automatically come to him.
Great, we will also come to you.
What's your address,
we will come over.
Okay, I'll send a text.
Superb.
Okay, we'll wait for the text.
What's the plan now, baby?
The plan is slightly changed.
After the text message.
They've blindfolded us.
He doesn't know that
we have seen King.
But our girlfriends
aren't blindfolded.
They can see King.
Absolutely.
If he is a flirt, we can exploit him.
That was a long walk.
Hello Mr. King...
Who are these girls?
They are our girlfriends.
All of them?
He is a flirt.
Not just these, there are a lot more.
They heard your name
and developed cold feet.
We had to lie to
these so they would come.
So who goes out with whom?
He's hooked.
The ones below 25 are his...
the others are mine.
You can take your pick.
What's ours is yours.
What? - I mean, they're nice.
Practically family.
They are here to vouch for us.
They will confirm that
apart from work and home...
...we spend the rest of
our time with hem.
None of the agent business.
That's a lie.
If you lie, you will die.
My goons saw you at
the CSIS headquarters.
Of course.
We had to prove to my wife
that we were undercover agents.
Why?
I was in a soup and I was on TV.
My wife is somewhat crazy.
That's a nice way to fool your wives.
What's there to fool?
Once my wife came home
and caught me with a girl.
I told her the girl was my
sister and my wife believed me.
And on New Year's Eve...
all his girlfriends
came for the party.
One girl was about to commit
suicide and our wives saw her.
But we managed the whole thing.
You seem like experts on women.
Well sir...
We don't like to blow
our own trumpets but...
there have been a lot
of women in our lives.
We don't even remember them.
We're even forgotten how they look.
It's their smile and their style that
reminds us that we've been together.
Sir, even you seem to be
well versed with women.
Why don't you tell us something?
Can we take off the blindfold?
Don't be a fool.
Mr. King...
Mr. King...
What's the meaning of this, Shivani?
Where is King?
Did you imitate King's voice?
This was a joke.
Shivani?
Now don't faint... Shivani?!
Shivani... over here?
- Don't faint, please!
Shivani?
Boss is ruined!
- Come on, wake up!
She fainted.
I was just giving her oxygen.
When she saw me on the TV I was sure
she thought that... I'm a womanizer.
Raj has introduced the girl to me and
he said she is like a sister to him.
I told her the girl was my
sister and my wife believed me.
It's always been you,
and always will be.
Lord, I know that it's a
sin to commit suicide.
But I have no other option.
I'm coming to you.
Kishan... what are you doing?
Suicide.
But, why you?
- Why not?
You were so happy with your husband.
brought you to this stage.
If you die, I won't be
able to forgive myself.
Don't stop me, Sanjana.
No, Kishan.
Kishan, you aren't responsible.
I'm killing myself because of Raj.
I didn't know he was a scoundrel.
He betrayed me.
He betrayed you, lied to you,
had those affairs...
and you're committing suicide?
He's the one who should kill himself.
Why are you doing this? Tell me, why?
You won't understand
because you aren't a woman.
But I can try to understand, tell me.
Come on...
want to punish Raj.
He will realize his loss.
If you die, how will you
know what he will realize?
What you consider punishment,
could mean freedom for him.
To carry on with his affairs.
If you want to punish him,
you have to live.
So you can see the result.
You're committing suicide
because Raj isn't what he used to be.
But he will mend his
ways and I will make him.
Really? Is that possible?
Why not? Of course.
For once place your
trust in me and watch me.
And if you fail?
always be here.
You can jump anytime.
Kishan, I can't live without Raj.
I really love him.
Please help me.
That's so beautiful.
I can't seem to get enough of it.
So beautiful yet sad...
Mom...
I play this because you
like it and you feel sad?
Sanjana, have some custard.
I don't want it.
Raj didn't send this.
I made it, come on.
Heard that?
All he did was stir it
and he says he made it!
Here.
Idiot.
Did someone say idiot?
No, sir.
I guess it's my imagination.
Not at all.
- Back to work.
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