Incredible Love Page #4

First you bill me,

the n you want to kkill me?

You want to be Keswani killer.

- No. No.

Take it easy, buddy.

Nobody's trying to kill you. No. No.

What no?

You know, you put a needle in

the hotdog. I'll sue you. - No...

You'll be sued. I will sue you.

There's no bigger

litigator in all of America.

This has never happened before.

I have never died before.

Death and sh*t wait for no one...

...they come anywhere, anytime.

Sir...

- Needle in the hotdog! - No. No.

He wants to kill me.

- It's all right. - What?

Why?

- I'll give you the hotdog for free.

Fre e hotdog? You're jokking with me?

[-=DDR=-]

Free hotdog for one

life. - Okay. [-=DDR=-]

I want lifetime supply of

hotdog. - Okay. Okay. [-=DDR=-]

W hate ve r you want. Just

don't sue me okkay. - You promise?

I promise. - Hold this. -

just don't sue me, okay?

Stand here.

- What? - Stand here now.

Come on, smile. Smile.

Say needle.

Hey jack. Italy?

Well, no thanks. I'm not

taking up any more assignments.

I just did that to

pay up for med school.

But thanks anyway. Bye.

Aunt Dolly!

Hello, Keswani here.

Jhoothlani there?

Hello jhoothlani. Coincidentally

I met with an accident.

God is great.

What yes? Do I pay you to

agree with me all the time?

You've been my

lawyer for so many years.

You still haven't understood me?

Keswani has got a case for you. Yes...

This is really a

land of opportunities.

God bless America.

Do you know Sarah made it

to the list?

Hi.

- Hi.

Have you seen Dr. Ali anywhere?

- No.

Speak of the devil.

- And the devil appears.

Congratulations Ali.

You made it to the list. - Yes.

Your first surgery.

Thank you.

And I'm sure your name will

also be there in the next list.

And then you too

will be surgeon. Right?

Step on it! Buck up!

Buck up! Hurry up!

What's this? You're trying

to get more fees by delaying.

I understand all this exploitation.

There are so many needles in my body.

Are you going to make

a tattoo on me?

When will you operate on me?

In a few minutes we'll

give you local an aesthesia.

And then we'll shift you

to the operation theatre.

Local? Why local? Why not imported?

Such discrimination? I

understand everything.

There's one more thing. Don't mind.

You're going to

operate on my stomach...

...then why don't you

remove my appendix as well?

It's right next to it.

If something goes wrong,

we'll adjust among ourselves.

You scratch my backside,

I'll scratch yours.

Do you get me? Mr...

It's not mister. It's Dr. Ali.

Doctor? Don't mind. You look

more of a nurse than a doctor.

Excuse me! - As it is, I don't

get along well with doctors.

You know what I mean?

When I was born, I didn't cry,

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