Toilet - Ek Prem Katha Page #7

Read it.

Hurry up.

- The train's about to leave.

Radhe-Radhe, Pradhan.

- Radhe-Radhe, son.

What brings you here so

early in the morning, Keshav.

Father sent these

documents for attestation.

Take a seat...let's

have a cup of tea. Vimla.

No-no-no...not now.

I'm getting late. Maybe next time.

Take a seat,

it's not like you've to catch a train.

What...

Okay, see you then.

- Okay.

Radhe-Radhe.

Radhe-Radhe.

- Radhe-Radhe.

I only want the betterment

of this village.

That's true.

Anything for this village...

Open the door!

Quickly. The train's leaving,

Open the door!

Open the door.

- Yes, we're moving it.

Open the door.

The train's leaving,

Open the door!

Yes, we're moving it.

Get everything aside.

Move.

- Yes, we're moving it.

Keep it here...

Come... come"

Jaya, get down.

Jaya, pull the chain.

Pull the chain!

Pull the chain!

Jaya!

Jaya!

Jaya! What are you doing?

Pull the chain.

We're running out of platform.

Pull the chain!

Jaya.

Jaya. Pull the chain!

Shooting" Shooting"

Even if you call 100 times

you'll get the same answer, Keshav.

I am not coming hack.

Think about the rumor

people are going to spread.

Keshav's wife

left him for a toilet.

Will you feel proud if your

wife defecates out in the open?

You're getting it all wrong.

We'll find a way.

You mean another quick-fix.

When in love,

the best solution is to run away.

Fake thumb for marriage and,

using the loo on the train.

Listen carefully, Keshav.

No more quick-fixes.

Find a permanent solution.

You know what, you can take

your demands and sit in your toilet.

Okay. Okay.

See...

she's publicly embarrassed us.

What happened, father?

Read, son. Read.

She's made us Pandit's so proud.

Your grandma called.

- Yes.

She's coming down

from Gorakhpur next week.

Yes, father.

She just made a big joke out of us.

Brothen. look..

Tell him, Naru.

Now he must take

care of the household.

Couldn't even

take care of his wife.

She's not some piece of cloth

which needs to he taken care of.

Come on.

He's only good

for cleaning up dung.

Only animals are allowed

to sh*t in this courtyard.

Which scoundrel

published this news?

We've been betrayed

by one of our own.

Rastogi from Jagran.

Brother Keshav.

- Bloody traitor...

How dare you!

How dare you humiliate my family!

Now he's got the respect he deserved.

- Brother, please...

Come on.

Whatever I did,

was for your own good.

Shut it down. Shut it down.

Go hack inside.

You bloody...

Speak up!

Tell me.

- Listen to me, brother, please...

I'll tell you

if you stop hitting me.

Speak up. Yes, tell me.

Listen to me...

This news would've

been out soon enough.

My newspaper didn't

expose some hidden scam.

Thanks to your newspaper.

Those who didn't know also know.

Just wait and watch...

...sister-in-law will come

hack home due to this article.

HOW?

The bride's family never likes

to see such news in the newspaper.

There must he chaos in their house.

All of them must

he completely shaken.

You said...

Can someone please lower the volume so

we can discuss more important issues?

These so called important

issues are what's ruining the country.

"How long are we

going to mourn and cry."

"Pull up the blanket

over your head and sleep."

Please stay quiet.

I can't hear the dialogues, mother.

Did anyone read today's newspapers?

What is everyone's

opinion about it?

This is Kakka's contribution in

'Swacchta Ahhiyan (Clean India Movement).

Today's newspaper was fit

to he used as waste and so I did.

Waste should always go

into the wastepaper basket.

They will die for you?

- Yes.

But I am not like them.

Iam different.

My thumb.

Daughter-in-law's thumb?

What if Rastogi's right, brother?

Maybe sister-in-law will

come hack after reading this news.

She won't.

I wonder how many times I will

still get humiliated... - Useless!

Both of you are useless!

Useless!

This...

This fake thumb that you made...

It's not for me or religion.

She left it behind for you,

your topper madam.

And now...even the Lord

can't absolve your troubles.

But, father, sister-in-law only...

- Shut up.

Don't you dare mention

her name here again?

Yes, father.

They want show religion the finger.

Stop pretending!

Get up brother.

Field clear.. silence.

Taking.

Ready, sir.

- Action.

Do I look stupid to you?

I'm sorry.

- What sorry.

You think I can't see.

You were flirting with her,

I saw it with my own eyes.

You don't trust me.

You trust me right?

I love you.

Cut it.

I see... so these oversized

boxes are toilets.

Your sister-in-law will

he really comfortable in this.

Huh?

Brother, I don't think

your intentions are good.

Careful. Careful.

Pull.. Pull..

How do you feel carrying

a loo on your shoulders, Rastogi?

I feel like Mother India.

- I see...

Brother Keshav, it looks new.

Don't publish

this in your newspaper.

Brother, after that heating,

I'll only print what you tell me to.

Brother, what if they file

a complaint with the police?

Only if they find it.

Where will we hide it?

We'll hide it in our

courtyard for a day or two.

And cover it.

Later, when father leaves

for Agra we'll shift it in my room.

Come on.

Can't live without me?

There's something

I want to tell you.

That's what phones are for.

Not like this.

Let's meet.

What is it this time?

Some quick-fix again.

No quick-fix...this time

I've come up with an idea.

Can we meet?

Then come home.

I won't come home.

Things will just get complicated.

Why? Are you feeling embarrassed?

Fine, let's meet tonight.

Why?

Are you embarrassed

to meet me during the day?

Of course, I am.

I don't want people

to think that I gave in.

So where are we going

to meet my beloved wife?

Near the field with the tower.

Thank you.

- Bye.

Are you enjoying, meeting secretly

like this even though we're married.

Yeah... I've been having

fun for 36 years, madam.

I used all the tricks up my sleeve

to get a wife but she left me too.

We should've eloped instead.

This distance

is taking effect on you.

So tell me...why

did you call me here?

Better prepare yourself

to come hack home.

Ijust solved this

problem permanently.

Isee... How?

See for yourself.

Soon I'll take you hack home,

like wedding procession.

You could've said

this over the phone.

I wanted to see you.

But not me.

Why are you on-line

last night at 12:30?

Were you watching

my profile picture?

You must have run your

fingers on my photo, like this.

I see... how do you know?

Were you keeping an eye on me?

I have a drone hovering

over your father's home.

And it keeps telling me.

You know, since the day I left, I've

been sleeping embracing your picture.

So...stop doing it until

day-after-tomorrow.

Why?

- Everyone will think that you gave in.

Your phone's vibrating.

Hold on.

Speak up, bloody jinx.

Now you guys are

stealing toilets as well.

Because of people like you even mugs

have to he chained in train's toilets.

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