Mere Brother Ki Dulhan Page #3

Relax.

Listen, call me later. Alright?

And yes, say my 'hi' to uncle!

Kush. Hello. Welcome.

Hi Dinesh.

How are you?

- I'm good.

My child is here!

You look so weak.

The same line again.

Look, you are the mother of a

soon to be great Bollywood director.

Please, come up with

some better dialogue.

How many men?

That's dad's line.

Where is the Colonel?

- He's waiting for you.

Let's go.

Are you going to speak or should I?

Yes dad?

Listen.

The poor boy's just arrived.

Hmmmmm!

You know, Kush...

I'm sick of you and your generation.

Your generation, it's the...

...SMS generation.

Totally confused.

Look at Luv.

All these years he'd been saying...

...that he would

marry a girl from London.

But yesterday, he calls and says No!

I will marry an Indian girl.

And that I shouldn't select any girl.

It's Kush who will do that...

...because he understands me better.

Great then.

Go find.

Kush, don't worry.

Dad has arranged to see some girls.

We'll go and meet them.

When?

Tomorrow!

Very tasty!

My 22-year-old Mani made it herself.

How many pounds does

your brother earn?

I guess about 80 thousand.

How much is that in Indian rupees?

What do you do?

I do stitching.

I can sew everything.

Really.

How nice.

Don't worry, son.

My whole snack factory is in her name.

I shall give you in dowry.

My girl studied in a Delhi College.

We've brought her up with

a lot of love and pride.

Hello.

So you work in films?

Yes.

I've heard that Amitabh

Bachchan is about seven and half feet tall.

Is he?

Sir, actually...

Does he have a car?

He has the company's car.

Once during her childhood,

a boy broke my girl's doll.

Oh no!

And these two brothers broke his ribs.

So sweet.

Will you... cast me as a heroine?

One audition?

What is your size?

Small.

Small?

No I mean...

...38...

...40.

Shall I stitch?

- What?

Shirt.

No, No. Thank you.

Coat?

- No.

Raincoat?

- Raincoat!

Dollar... money...

Your wedding clothes... Ours.

Tell me that you love me.

- Drink milk!

I am going to be the

mother of your child.

Drink milk. Milk!

Mani-honey...

...they have money!

What's happening to people?

How can they be so dumb?

Hey, Mr. Bollywood.

You've made 4-5 films and

you've lost track of reality.

This is how it is in real life.

Middle class people

talk about these things...

...and ask these

kinds of questions only.

So what do I do?

Should I tell my brother then?

We aren't getting a girl.

There must be some device with

which we can find that one girl...

...who will adjust nicely

with my brother in London.

I've got an idea.

Awesome.

Isn't it a poster of a hit film?

Hello.

- Hello.

Is that Mr. Agnihotri?

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