The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel Page #4

Have I ever let you down?

Um-

Don't answer that.

I have to go.

Leave this place.

Come to work for me.

You can't afford me.

I can't afford anything.

I miss you.

Am I coming round tonight?

Uh, let's meet somewhere else.

I will rent a hotel room.

Sonny, you own a hotel.

It has many rooms.

Some of which are now occupied

with actual real guests.

Paying guests?

Why must you nitpick?

It is not an attractive quality.

Sunaina.

Hello, Jay.

Sonny boy.

Don't call me that.

If you're gonna mess around with

my sister, don't do it in public.

Let's go.

Good evening, Your Honor.

Ah, good evening, Mrs. Ainslie.

You have a good day?

What did you get up to?

Well, I started

in my bedroom,

where I spent a happy couple of hours

giving all the cockroaches names.

And then, after a lunch that will

long have a place in my heartburn,

I came out here

and stared blindly at a book,

waiting for someone-

anyone- to rescue me.

And how glad I am

it was you.

Why would you not go out?

There's so much to see.

All life is here, Mrs. Ainslie.

I tell you.

Oh, I could have a word

with the chef if you like.

Perhaps some grilled chicken

and plain rice?

That would be

much appreciated.

All right.

Good evening.

Please. Please, sit down.

Oh.

Thank you.

I trust you had

a good day.

I'd rather hear about yours.

I got a job-

my first ever.

I'm going to be a sort of

cultural adviser.

A role I'm sure you'll perform

with great distinction.

Perhaps you wouldn't

mind keeping that to yourself.

Well, I-I-I'm flattered

you told me about it.

Good evening, the Ainslies.

Did you have a good day?

Spectacular actually.

I went to the temple you told me about,

a place of meditation and peace.

It was quite stunning.

So spiritual, I bet you never

noticed the smell of elephant dung.

No elephants, sadly.

I thought I might see you there.

Where did you get to instead?

Yes, where do you

get to every day?

Well, I-I've just been telling

Mrs. Greenslade all about it.

I'm sure she wouldn't

mind hearing it again.

Oh, I talked to the chef for you.

Absolutely no problem.

Did you hear that, Douglas?

Plain grilled food.

Manna from heaven.

I don't have to have it too, do I?

I can't thank you enough.

You really should

see this temple.

Oh, I'd like to very much.

But maybe take

a clothes-peg for your nose.

Good night.

Good night.

Um, Mrs. Greenslade?

Evelyn.

Would you mind

if I showed you something?

I grew up here,

just a short drive away.

It was a big house.

We had servants.

Oh, we knew their wives

and children, and...

one of the boys, uh, Manoj-

Oh.

He, um-

He became my friend.

And, uh, we played lots

of cricket together, and-

Well, we played everything together, and-and

it stayed like that for a few years.

And then, um-

And then one night, it, uh-

it became something else.

We had a few months together.

We had that.

And, um- And then there was

a weekend in Udaipur...

where... we were sitting by a lake

and watching the sun go down.

And, uh, I remember thinking that I-I

would never be this happy again.

And- And I was right.

Because, suddenly,

it was over.

We'd fallen asleep,

and they found us.

Well, it was bad enough

for me.

But I knew who I was, and I

think my family guessed.

But for-

for Manoj, the-

the disgrace was absolute.

His father was fired.

His family was sent away, all of them.

And, uh,

well, I don't know

what I could have done.

But it should have been

more than nothing.

I just-

I just let it happen.

I didn't put up

any kind of a fight. I-

And then, um-

Then I went back to England,

to-to-to university.

And, uh, I always said, you know, I'm

going to go back. I shall go back.

And I never did.

Until now.

Until now.

And now I think-

What if I'm the last person in

the world that he wants to see?

Do you want to see him?

Yes.

Yes, yes.

Then you must.

JJ:

JJ:

JJ:

JJ:

JJ:

So now that we are

fully operational, Mr. Maruthi,

it is clear that, with a small injection

of funds for the phase two development,

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

can rise like a phoenix...

to its previous state of glory.

And, look,

when I say small injection,

I mean small in the sense

of, uh, medium-sized.

- Possibly larger.

- Well, this hotel was never glorious.

Just the phoenix part then.

How many rooms will there be?

Many. Mmm.

How many?

A great amount.

Plenty of rooms.

No question.

I'm not a details man, Mr.

Maruthi. Nor was your father.

Mr. Maruthi, I present to you

one of our beloved guests.

Dear Mrs. Donnelly,

please can you describe to us in

as much detail as you desire...

your experience of the

ambience and atmosphere...

of The Best Exotic

Marigold Hotel.

Words fail me.

Ah, the English wit

we love so greatly.

Thank you, madam.

See, the wheel is spinning, but,

you know, the hamster is dead.

- Mummyji, what are you doing here?

- You called. I came.

No, I couldn't have called.

The phones don't work.

That's why I came.

- Wait! Mummy); this is my office!

- Who is that man out there?

The contents of that desk are mine.

Do not open the drawers.

I must insist that you

do not open the drawers.

Tell me.

Why have you come?

Do I need a reason

to visit my favorite son?

No. He's in his mansion in Delhi.

All right. My second favorite.

He went to Canada

to make his fortune.

- And make it, he did.

- As I will make mine!

I have a dream, Mummyji.

A most brilliant one.

To outsource old age.

And it is not just for the British.

There are many other countries where

they don't like old people too.

Sonny, your brothers own

one-third of this hotel each.

They're also entitled to

one-third of the profits, no?

Success does not

happen overnight, Mummyji.

This is blue-sky thinking, and it requires

long-term strategy and-and-and patience.

How is your girlfriend?

I look forward

to you meeting her.

And I look forward to your meeting

the girl you're going to marry.

She comes from a very good family

in Delhi, beta, a very good family.

I can marry as I choose, Mummyji.

I don't need anyone's permission.

I presume it is your girlfriend who tills

your head with this nonsense, huh?

A very good reason

not to marry her.

What if I love her?

An even better reason.

Now go and get Young Wasim to come

and get my luggage from the car.

He cannot carry. He has a dicky back.

Wait. Your luggage?

How long are you staying?

As long as it takes.

Dear, you won't get anywhere

sweeping like that.

I was in service for years.

Looked after a lovely house.

Kept it spotless.

You need to put more pressure on the brush.

She won't speak English.

She's what they used to call

an untouchable.

To a good Hindu,

even her shadow is polluted.

Namaste-

Where do you go every day?

Is it a woman?

Go for a curry?

Have a bit of afters?

No, no, no. I don't think so.

I'm, um-

rm gay. uh-

Though nowadays,

more in theory than in practice.

But I-I-I'll see you later.

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