Crook: It's Good to Be Bad Page #4

Very good. Go fetch

his bags from the car.

I'll get it.

- I'll come with you.

No you wait here. I'll get it.

No scholarship,

what a luck by chance.

Suraj Bhardwaj from Mumbai.

You know him?

Yes, we met...

- I know him very well.

Romi Latti from Hoshiyaarpur.

Luck by chance

It's Gurdaspur.

- Yes.

Why did you guys reach so late?

Brother, at the airport some

idiot sat in Suhanis car...

...claiming to be me.

- Sir, I'll take your leave.

Suhani, why didn't you

tell me what happened?

That's what I'm telling you.

- Sir, I'll leave.

It slipped my mind.

That happens sometimes.

Brother, don't mind.

How the heck did it

slip out of your mind?

If I find him, I'll break his bones.

Relax, brother.

There's no need for that.

If I find him, I'll tell you.

But it was nothing serious.

Sir, I'll leave?

Why? Don't want to drive a cab?

No, I thought I failed the test.

Come and collect the

taxi tomorrow morning.

I'll get your license made.

Thank you, sir. Ma'am.

Romi Latti from Hoshiyaarpur.

It's Gurdaspur.

Uncle, you have

nothing to worry about.

I've got a good job here.

Thank God.

- I suggest you too come here.

What's in a policeman's job?

Everything is set for me.

Formula no.2... - Hi.

Move! What the heck?

And I'll hit the jackpot.

Once I get my Australian passport,

my life will be sorted. - Yes.

'Last week a student of

Indian origin was attacked... '

'... who lost his life.'

Jai, the news here is

constantly talking about...

...Australians

beating some Indian up.

I hope you're not

getting into any trouble there.

You need to stop watching TV.

They constantly exaggerate.

If it were upto them...

...women would kill

their daughters-in-law...

...and then the daughters-in-law

will be reborn to take revenge.

What are you doing?

Nobody move! Nobody do anything!

Stop it, I said.

Hello.

- Give me all your money.

I'll call you later.

Is this it? Is this all you've got?

- Please leave me.

Watch the door. Open this.

Please leave me.

Who's this? Who's this?

She's my wife. I'm married.

Please don't kill me.

She's Australian.

Please don't kill me.

Leave me please. Please.

Leave me please.

He sounded the alarm! Watch the

door! I told you not to do this!

I told you not to do anything!

Now you're going to regret it!

Please.

- Come here, you little crap.

What are you thinking?

You can get away with this?

Get out of here!

- Please leave me.

You Paki! You are nothing,

but a pain in the neck.

Oh, God!

Quick! Quick!

Marrying our women.

- Come on! What are you waiting for?

You know how we can

get rid of this pain?

Hey, man! Let's go out!

- If we don't get out.

Come on. Come on, quick.

We cut it off. We cut it off.

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