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- I don't get it either.

They're kissing, what else.

- That Honey's too much.

- No, Honey can't do such a thing.

Nowadays they are all the same.

Maybe the Princess is clearing

the dirt from Honey's eyes.

That's possible.

If you ask the princess,

that's what she will say.

She's taking the dirt out.

No, no... I don't believe it. No.

- Want to bet.

- Okay.

If it's heads, they're kissing.

If its tails, it's dirt.

Tails... equals to dirt.

Okay-

Where's the coin?

Coin..

Uday... do you have a coin?

We want to toss.

- I have one.

- Great.

- Give me.

- I don't have it.

Forget it, I have one.

- What is it?

- Tails.

See... Tails.

It's Heads, Uday. Heads.

Did you have to tell them?

What?

They must be kissing.

Honey can do anything, but the

Princess will never do such a thing.

Daddy, no matter

how hard the fruit it..

But a knife can

cut it right through.

What do we care.

This is between the

knife and the watermelon.

And the ones who own

the watermelon.

- Come.

- Come on.

Now kisses and then Mrs.

Thank god, it cleared.

I'll just be back in 2 minutes.

What's going on?

What were you doing with Honey?

I see... l was just clearing

the dirt in his eyes.

Were you clearing the dirt in

his eyes, or throwing some in ours?

- You're doubting me?

- I...

- You're doubting me?

- Chandni.

Sorry... l forgot

to say thank you.

Thank you? For what?

Thank you for what?

Thank you for clearing

the dirt in my eye.

And...

Hello? Yes, dad.

Yeah, I am coming dad.

Heated'?

Now do you see?

Are you satisfied now?

Its too much.

Idiots. How dare you doubt me?

I make her understand.

Listen... Chandni.

Listen to me... I am Uday.

Listen... your anger is justified.

He's such a cheapster.

Bloody ignorant.

I'm ashamed to say

he's my friend.

Rascal...

What happened?

He isn't fit to talk to.

No need to keep

any relation with him.

Should I come?

The time has come tell him.

This is the right moment,

go tell him.

What are you ranting?

Tell him what?

Don't you get it?

Are you small kids?

Tell him...

Get lost.

What's wrong?

Did..

- Kids.

- Kids?

- Marbles?

- Marbles?

- I don't get it.

- I didn't either.

Ranjana, now you'll believe me..

That I can paint your

picture with my eyes closed.

What is it?

Give me a kiss.

- Someone will see us.

- Who?

Father's blind...

and I've blinded the son.

Come on.

Wow... what a picture.

Thank you, uncle.

Come my love, I've finished

painting your picture.

Thank God I found

out before our wedding..

Otherwise my life

would've been ruined.

Why? What happened?

I am your life?

Your passion?

And you painted Chandni!

Who... who... made this?

- Hussain sir just made this.

- When did he come here?

It's a joke..

He doesn't even understand a joke.

Bro... you're too high.. you made this.

I hate you, Honey!

I hate you.

Ranjana! Ranjana!

Thank you.

I am leaving.

Ranjana!

Ranjana! Listen to me.

Ranjana!

Honey, forget her.

What's this all about?

- Do you love the princess?

- What are you saying, bro.

I love Ranjana madly.

I am crazy for her.

Then how did you make

the Princess' picture?

Huh!

Do you love the princess

and want to marry Ranjana?

The princess?

But I met her only once.

But you never met Ranjana.

Are you confused?

Hey... senior citizen.

Honey.

Hey...

Mr. Painter, if you close

your eyes and make a painting..

Then who will it be?

I will make the painting

of the one I love.

And you?

Same as Majnu said.

- His love..

- No, no, I meant my girlfriend.

Get it?

So you don't love Ranjana.

You love the one you painted today.

Come, let me explain

you few more things.

And yes... he's made

a wonderful painting.

Truly amazing.

You'll be amazed too.

- Majnu..

- Yeah..

God's blessed me

with everything..

Stop ranting your

dialogue from circa 1939...

Listen to me.. - Same thing

about your fame, fortune, respect.

Say something else.

Fine.

Look... the painting is Chandni's,

Honey's hands.. - Yeah.

But the brain behind it is Ajju's.

He wants to find a love for our bud.

Tomorrow Wanted is throwing a party.

And he will definitely

do something in the party.

So... what say?

- What's to say?

- Meaning..

It's clear.

- Sure?

- Completely.

- How?

- Same old way.

You mean like Michael..

No, no..

Like we did Teja.

- Fine.

- Fine?

Yes, fine.

- Yes, fine.

- Yeah.

"Welcome."

Strangle him so hard...

Quite.

Not me, him.

- Is he dead?

- The rascal's dead.

- What?

- He's dead.

- Why are you whispering now?

- Yeah, he's dead.

- Give me the gunny bag.

- Here.

Have you seen his body?

Feels like he's born in a gym.

- Bro...

- It's the breeze.

How's my can?

Go on. Go!

Thank you, bro.

You take care of the body...

and I'll go eat my dinner.

The cap's really nice.

Where are you going?

Go inside.

Alone. - You know... l never

interfere in your work.

I want you to do it today.

- Do it.

- Why?

You know... l am scared of ghosts.

Ghosts are just an illusion,

a sound...

A delusion.

Who is it?

Bro...

Breeze... it's just the breeze.

It feels nice..

Cool breeze in night.

What happened?

- How did the body get her?

- We brought it here.

But how did it get here?

Breeze?

Fear. The fear inside you.

Don't be scared.

I am right here.

Pick it up.

Pick it up.

Pick it up.

Don't be scared.

Uday Shetty's right behind you.

Don't be scared.

Ghosts don't care whether

you're Shetty or Srivastav.

They just kill whoever they want.

Majnu...

He's gone.

I have to dig a hole

here because it's Dubai.

Back in India there

are holes everywhere.

I could've buried

him in one of the road.

L didn't kill Ajju.

I'm completely reformed.

That scoundrel Majnu murdered Ajju.

He hasn't reformed yet.

God's blessed me with everyone.

Fame, Fortune, Respect...

and I am still a bachelor.

Uday!

He knows my name.

Uday!

Do you have a matchstick?

Matchstick?

You fool...

I could've died for

your cheap matchstick.

Can't you buy a matchstick from the

same place you bought cigarettes?

- You're alive.

- You call this life?

Wandering around at untimely hours.

Consider me dead.

Philosophy...

Philosophy... I'll put

a bullet in your head.

You can't kill the dead, Uday sir.

I am going.

No! Don't go. Stand here.

This is just a lighter. Lighter.

You don't normally see the dead.

Light your cigarettes.

I can't see anyone here.

You don't normally see the dead.

Who are you looking for?

- Majnu.

- When did he die?

He isn't dead yet.

He just went inside

a while ago, like you.

Why do they build walls

at a place like this?

No one in his right

mind wants to go in..

And all those in there

don't want to come out.

Waste of money. Nonsense.

Stand still.

Who is this?

- Bro..

- Did you bury him?

- I couldn't.

- Why?

The body keeps changing

into the father or the son.

- What nonsense.

- Yes.

Come on, I am here now.

Don't worry, Come on.

So many mosquitoes here.

Dig... quickly.

What will they find here,

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