All Is Well Page #3

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You blundered again.

Stay there,

I'll send a car to the airport.

Get the car.

If you send a car now,

we'll be wasting a lot of time.

It's okay. - I'll take a taxi.

But. - It's okay, papa.

Okay, bye.

She has arrived.

Since you're here, why don't

you attend my wedding as well?

You sing well.

If you perform at my ceremonies,

you can make some money as well.

Come on.

Your hean might melt..when

you see me in the bridal dress.

Goodbye..Ms. Nimmi!

May your wedding be a pleasant one!

You go your way, and I go my way.

"O companiomjust a little longer."

The destination of

love's calling out to thee.

Gurdaspur. - Kasoli.

Why are you after me?

Chill. I'll take another cab.

No, no, sir.

Gurdaspur is on the way.

We can drop her on the

way and continue to Kasoli.

You see..this way I'll get two fares.

"You're the one..l prayed for."

Taking a single step

without you..is impossible.

Madam..your stop is here.

Lefs go. - 0K8'!-

"O companiomjust a little longer."

The destination of

love's calling out to thee.

Well..you're on a suicide path.

So..good luck.

Please fulfill my

last wish before I die.

How about you give me

a biscuit from your bakery?

You know..it's a four hour journey.

And I'll even take

your parents' blessings.

Blessings?

Once you meet them.

...It will shatter all

your illusions about marriage.

Most welcome.

Come. - Sir..are you lnder Bhalla?

Foreign return?

Yes.

You see..your father is

at the lawyer's place.

And he's called you there too.

And the lawyer has

even sent a car for you.

Come.

Sister-in-law, you too.

"Oh my baby doll of gold..."

You're a bloody good for nothing,

loser.

Get out of my house. Get out.

Advocate Chima.

Welcome, mister. Welcome.

Welcome, lnder. Come.

Come, sit.

Take a seat. Don't be shy.

Sister-in-law is with you too.

Come on. Sit down.

See, Mr. Bhalla,

finally they are here.

Sign here..and make

your father sign here.

What's this? - What's this?

It's an invitation

to my tonsuring ceremony.

What a joke.

These are the papers

to your father's bakery.

Your father borrowed

a huge sum from me.

And now I've to borrow

money from other people.

Your father's borrowed money

from everyone in the village.

Even ATM machines

refuse to give him money.

Look..l've a complete list.

2 million..with interest.

2 million.

Give me the Bakery..scores settled.

I came here to take

my share of the money.

Exactly.

I put out a bait and you came running.

Had he been getting his share..

...he would've been overwhelmed.

Your father's left

you debt as inheritance.

So you will have to pay up.

Sign on the papers..and

make your father sign as well.

His sign doesn't matter.

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