The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel 2 Page #4

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in a couple of days.

I know, for Laura's conference.

I was thinking, why don't you come?

She's my daughter,

I'd like you to meet her.

Of course. But I'm not sure

I can make a trip like that.

Silly idea.

With the new job and everything.

I shouldn't even be going myself.

Plenty of tours to fail to guide...

and the bike still isn't finished.

I would love to meet her.

It'll happen.

Oh... will I see you tonight?

- What?

- The engagement party.

Absolutely. I wouldn't miss it.

Wonderful.

- Bye.

- Bye.

You should marry that girl.

I want to.

Where's our new guest?

Which one?

The American...

I didn't see him at breakfast...

Good morning.

The man with no plan

who still gets the best room.

I felt really bad about that.

Not bad enough to swap with her.

No, I did swap. After dinner last night.

So how's the new room?

Monastic. Which I prefer.

No need to tell

the proprietor about this.

He's not the fastest fox in the forest.

He's my son.

And a fine fellow he is.

You must be very proud.

Don't speak to the guests, Mummyji.

Mr. Chambers was just telling me

how comfortable he is at the hotel.

I'm both delighted and unsurprised.

But really, no speaking.

Hope to see you again.

Go on, Mummyji.

And now, good sir, for our tour.

Let us find Vikram and

his beautiful minibus,

and taste the pleasures

of our fine city.

Could I come along? I was just

about to brave the city on my own.

Madam, this perfect specimen and I

were planning to spend

the day alone together.

- I didn't mean to intrude.

- Of course she can come.

Of course you can come.

It's difficult.

Every morning I take a taxi

to the roundabout and I have a decision.

I can either go left to Nimish...

or right to Abhilash.

Both of whom love me.

I'm pretty sure they're going

to propose soon enough.

Just because I'm looking

at you when you talk,

don't think I'm interested or listening.

Thing is, I don't

know who to say "yes" to.

Well...

No, I don't care.

Mrs. Donnelly?

The fun just never starts.

...who gave us our name and

protected us with his six noble gates.

Patterned our concourse with boulevards

of generous proportion

and exquisite grace.

...and crowned his achievement with

the magnificence that is the Hawa Mahal.

The Palace Of The Winds.

This is the palace?

This is the Supreme Quality Hotel.

Well played indeed, my friend.

Your eye does not flicker and the cards

stay close to your noble chest.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Why are we here?

Let us look around and you will see.

Please, come. Come, come, come.

Clearly whoever named this establishment

had a sense of mischief.

But had he named it

the Supreme Potential Hotel...

then, my friends, we would be talking.

I wanted to ask you about your mother.

I can only apologize.

Here is our planned

installation of an elevator.

Easy access for the elderly to the higher

floors before they make the...

greatest climb of all.

And from here to the hospital it is

but a short walk or a stretcher ride.

What about your father? Where is he?

- Scattered on holy waters.

- Sorry.

Finding, at last, the peace my mother

denied him while he lived.

Why, why do you ask?

I don't know, I'm just

really struck by her.

By whom?

I'm sorry?

By whom were you struck?

By your mother.

My mother?

Your mother, yeah.

Sorry to butt in, could I just...

- My mother?

- Your mother.

Do you own this place?

Yes.

It is the most recent addition

to our burgeoning empire.

Not the last time I looked.

Kushal?

To what do we owe this... pain?

Funny guy.

Kushal Kadania.

Hi. Guy Chambers.

- Lavinia Beech.

- Great pleasure.

Why are you here, Kushal?

And please explain the hat.

So what do you think?

You like the place?

I think it could be

really great. Yes, I do.

How clever of Sonny to buy it.

Except he didn't buy it.

You speak for me? How do you know?

Because I did.

I closed the deal yesterday.

You wouldn't want to read this, darling.

Please excuse her, madam.

Hello. I don't think I

ever caught your name.

Babul, madam.

Is this your daughter?

My niece, Aaina.

She was in an accident and needs

many hours of physiotherapy.

And you bring her, and wait?

There's no present like the time.

- I also bring banana chips.

- Oh.

Shall we go?

Is everything alright?

Oh, it's fine. Fine. Who's that?

Goodbye. My driver, Babul.

He knows a thing or two.

Please tell me there'll be something

for the old people to dance to.

Because we can still shake it, you know.

Don't worry, Aruva's a professional.

So when do you and Sunaina

do your dance?

It depends on whether Sonny

ever gets here for the rehearsal.

- Sonny.

- In-laws.

Beta.

- Jay.

- You're late.

It's a pleasure to see you.

A ray of sunshine on a dark day.

- Sonny boy.

- Don't call me that.

Your friend Kush has cheated us

out of what is rightfully ours.

What are you talking about?

- Kush is in town?

- You didn't tell us.

How did he cheat you?

By snatching from us

the Supreme Quality Hotel.

- Had you made an offer on it?

- We don't have the money yet.

Then how did he cheat you?

You think he didn't know

we were planning to buy it?

Sonny. The place has been

on the market for over a year.

- I saw it, I contacted my investor.

- Your father.

And my investor agreed that we should

make a move before the price went up.

How hard it must be not to choke

on the silver spoon in your mouth.

Ask him if he knew.

Did you know anything?

Would I have bought the place if I had?

His tongue is forked

and he lies like a rug!

Why are you being like this?

Isn't this somebody's engagement party?

We have a dance to rehearse.

- I know how to dance.

- You still have to rehearse.

That's why I'm here.

Shall we?

Host is looking dapper.

- What?

- You, Norman. Very spruce.

Ah. Well.

Big night, isn't it?

A happy conclusion

to a slightly bumpy journey.

That's really the point, isn't it?

For all relationships, the journey.

It's not enough to stand still.

There's gotta be...

progress. Movement towards something.

Because the really frustrating thing is,

we could be

madly happy.

And not to take the risk,

when it's so close

you could almost reach out and...

touch it.

The great and terrible

thing about life...

there's just so much bloody...

potential.

All of which is almost certainly nonsense

and I've no idea what I'm talking about.

Tell me about you, Norman.

What's biting your bum today?

Me?

I think I might have taken out

a hit on my girlfriend.

You're going to have

to drive some pretty

hard bargains with the factory owners.

And there's been a switch. Your first

port of call's not Delhi, it's Mumbai.

You're gonna have to get used to that.

I can't tell you the family holidays

I'd have had to blow out...

if I had a family.

Are you going to take Douglas?

I don't know. I hadn't thought.

How long have you guys been together?

We're not.

Oh, sorry, I thought you were.

No, well... We're not "not" together.

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