Disco Dancer Page #3

Yes, mother.

This is Ghulam Nabi. He wants

to do a program with Anil.

He is a trifle worried.

But I assured him I'll

cover up the losses in the show.

This should prove to you how

much I trust you and your talent.

Will Nicky come?

Of course, she's my daughter!

Why aren't you here?

Sorry Dad, I can't come.

You must come. My honor is at

stake.

Sam...

What's wrong?

Sam cut the line.

Now what?

Don't worry.

The show will go on!

What are you thinking?

Wondering about the show.

Shall I tell you?

My sister, Rita and her friends

must be getting ready to...

...throw their shoes

at this new artist.

I, David Brown am

excited by the thought...

...I am instrumental in

bringing a great artist to you!

- We won't listen...

... to the Street Smart!

Throw me the other foot.

It will make a pair.

Boo!

We don't want him!

"Turn around... "

"... and meet my eyes"

"I have come for you"

"Turn around and

look into my eyes"

"I have come for you, only you"

"This opportunity has come

for the first time in life"

"Honey, I am falling for you"

"This opportunity has come

for the first time in life"

"Honey, I am falling for you"

"Don't break my heart

once it is yours"

"Turn around and look into my eyes"

"I have come for you"

"Turn around and look into my eyes"

"I have come for you"

"The decision of my

heart has to be taken"

"Only in death will we be apart"

"The decision of my

heart has to be taken"

"Only in death will we be apart"

"I'll follow you everywhere"

"Turn around and look into my eyes"

"I have come for you"

"Turn around and look into my eyes"

"I have come for you, only for you"

What do you want?

I can see you are pretty.

But there's more arrogance

and less delicacy in it.

You probably have a brain too.

But the brain stinks of wealth.

I am beautiful and proud of it.

My brain stinks of wealth

because my Dad is a millionaire.

What are you?

A roadside singer?

A roadside singer and dancer.

That's what you screamed last night.

Listen... whatever your name be...

I've come to answer you.

A rich man like your father

condemned my art to the road.

I learnt music from

every footpath of Goa.

I learnt pitch from each road.

Last night you tried to

wash away my hopes and dreams.

But my mother's blessings

gave me success.

I swear by that same mother...

One day I will be so successful...

You will ask this roadside

singer for his autograph.

Not on a paper...

On your lips.

I'm not sure whether

I will give the autograph.

Yes, I got the cash.

Book 3 tickets to Bombay.

Let him get to Bombay.

Everything will carry his name.

Jimmy this and Jimmy that.

What tea does he drink?

Which cream he uses?

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