Munnabhai Mbbs

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''let's go, go ... Hurry man!!''

''Was that the tyre!!?

- No, he's shooting at me! Hurry up!!''

start the car!

''Hurry up ... move, move!''

lt's not starting.

Push the car.

Hang on ...there we go!

What's happening?

Who's he? Who are you?

l'm just a simple man.

Please save me!

Then why is he shooting at you?

- l don't know.

''Dude, isthis some mafia nonsense?

l'll get screwed along with you!''

See that jeep behind us - please go in that!

ls that him?

Oh god!

''''Dear lord!

Hey, do you know the Hanuman prayer?''''

Gayatri mantra?

- l don''t.

''''Dude, sing any hymn you know!''''

Now l lay me down to sleep...

We''re dead meat!

''''lf l die before l wake,

l pray the lord my soul to take...''''

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

Go away! Don''t follow me!

You''ll get me killed.

Shoo!

- Stop!

Shoo! Get lost!

- Please buddy!

''''l''m outta here!

- Please, Sir!''''

Whoa! You again? Buzz off!

''''Please..., Taxi!

Please... Don''t leave me, Taxi.''''

''''Quick, call the cops!''''

''''Good morning, Sire.''''

Welcome. Some tea?

Here...

''''How''s life, Ghanshyam?''''

You? Here?

Oall your wife.

Tell her you''ve been kidnapped.

Two million - cash. Got it?

But...

You borrowed money; you

didn''t return it on time.

''''Oircuit, l''d said ''''point the gun'''',

not ''''shoot all over Mumbai!!''''

Ohill out bro!

They''re fake bullets... they just sting!

''''Hey, Flo Jo, at this range even a

fake bullet can do the job! What?''''

Who are you people?

We''re social workers.

''Loan-default Prevention Specialists''.

You owe him 2 million:

Pay up. Go home.

''''But Manilal, you know

l paid your brother in time.''''

My brother swindled half

the city and fled to Dubai.

l don''t care what deal you

guys had - l want my money.

But it was you who asked me to pay him!!

l don''t care!

l want my money back.

Hang on...

You paid back his brother?

Yes. Ask him.

- What does he care...?

Quiet!

''''Dude, you made a big mistake.''''

''''Ghanshyam, go home.''''

''''And you, call your wife.

- But... why?''''

''''Hey, don''t fuse my circuit or...''''

you''ll be riding home in three different bags!

''''Tell your woman to send 1 million,

because you''ve been kidnapped.''''

Why one million?!

Because you were dishonest.

''''My father says, ''''Don''t be dishonest,

and don''t tolerate dishonesty.''''

''''Now, call your wife!''''

Grab him.

- Yes brother.

Quiet!

''''Telegram for Murli Prasad Sharma!

- Open it, quick!''''

When?

''''The evening train, brother.

- Damn! We''re screwed!''''

''''Aalam, call Banwari! Move it!!''''

''''The boss''s old man is coming,

by the 5 o''clock train...''''

What?!

- But he always comes in July...?

Fool! He''s not the monsoon.

He can come whenever.

''''O''mon, hurry up!

Move it! We don''t have time!''''

''''You''re still a rookie, child.''''

Sorry...Forgive me...

lt was on the floor...

l was returning it...

l''m not a pickpocket.

Bloody thief! Pickpocket!

Let''s beat him!

See how they''re beating the poor thing.

What are you doing?

Make way!

What are you doing? Leave him!

Why are you beating him?

''''He stole from me, why are

all of you getting excited?''''

l will beat this man.

Oome with me!

''''You don''t know these ruffians, sir.

- Let us at him, we''ll teach him!''''

''''Well, should l...?

- No.''''

Do you know who they are?

These are the people of our country.

Look at their faces.

Someone''s fought with his wife;

another''s son won''t listen to him.

''''One''s jealous of his neighbour''s success,''''

and one has had it with his landlord''s demands.

From the government''s corruption

to the cricket team''s defeat...

they''re upset about everything.

''''But their anger is silent, bottled up.

They''ll pour it out on you.''''

Should l hand you over to them?

They''ll definitely crack your skull!

No! Forgive me sir! l made a mistake!

Oan''t see them brother...

- Keep looking.

''''Alright everyone, he''s learned his lesson.''''

Thank you for your help.

''''Son, it''s simpler to live honestly.

Understand?''''

Namaste.

- Bless you.

Namaste.

- Good... God bless...

What the hell are you doing here?

- You know him?

He...no.

Porter!

You''re hurt.

Oome... our son is a doctor.

He''s here!

Let''s go!

Hurry! Hurry!

Hey... you! Watch it!

The ladder!

Hey... l''m hangin'' here!!

Put it back! Help!

Wow! A new signboard?

''''Yes. Was put up right after we got

the telegram.... This way, Ma''am.''''

''''Go ahead, read it.''''

''''Read it quickly, l want to meet my son.

Fine! l''ll read it.''''

''Hari Prasad Sharma Oharitable Hospital''

That''s his name. Happy?

Read your name?

Let''s go in.

Even my son ran away from the village.

''''But, unlike you, he worked hard

and became a doctor. Let''s go.''''

lt''s what we feared -

Lymphosarcoma of the intestines.

''''Doc, will l live?''''

''''Yes, because only Dr. Murli Prasad

Sharma knows the cure for this disease.''''

Really?

''''Father, you''re here!''''

''''God bless you, son.''''

How are you Ma?

- Fine. How are you?

Me? Great!

''''Great? He works day and

night, ignoring his own health.''''

That''s my son! Selflessness

is the sure way to heaven.

''''Thanks, father.''''

''''Oh, and look at this child - he''s bleeding.''''

The doctor will fix you up.

You...? A doctor?!

''''Dr. Lohanna, it''s a deep

cut - an emergency - fix it!''''

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