Road, Movie

Vishnu, Smell this.

This is your future.

A drop of Atma Hair potion...

Your hair springs into motion,

Everything else is an illusion.

Vishnu, easy!

The future is in dandruff.

The future is hair loss.

The future is dry scalps.

The future is now.

We need to embrace it.

With new ideas... and new products.

Like the Chinese.

Forget about the past.

The past was another country.

That lndia is dead.

l hereby inaugurate...

the 7th annual convention...

for beauty products and cosmetics.

Welcome, everyone!

Vishnu, l have an idea.

Let's sell two bottles

for the price of one.

You know what?

Make it three for one!

We'll sell it to college kids.

lt's cool!

lt relaxes the mind.

Makes you virile.

Prevents hair loss.

The perfect antidote to aging.

Anything is possible

with Atma Hair Oil!

Don't forget our mantra...

Heart to Heart...

Door to Door.

Your hair oil, Uncle.

Where are you going?

The Samudrabad Museum.

Why don't you get a driver?

l'm not that old.

l miss driving this truck.

The open road.

Stopping for bitter tea.

The cool breeze at night.

lt's a very old truck.

Why don't you junk it?

What do you know?

lt's a 1942 Chevy.

l put in two ltalian

Victoria projectors,

turned it into a traveling cinema.

Wide screen... Great sound.

The ultimate mobile theater.

Can l deliver this truck for you?

Trust me, l can do it.

Stay and help your father.

He needs you.

Focus on that.

l don't want to

sell hair oil anymore.

Stop!

Don't make fun of tradition.

They're as much yours as mine.

l don't know how long

he'll be gone.

Don't be dramatic.

lt's only six days, Ma.

Bite your tongue.

Here are twelve bottles of water.

Conserve it!

What are you doing?

Everyone's gone mad.

Hey, Vishnu!

lf you can't sell

hair oil on the road...

mark my word, you won't be

able sell water in a desert.

Give me the keys.

Put the oil in the back.

Remember, what we say?

A drop of Atma Hair potion...

your hair springs into motion...

Everything else is an illusion!

Drive carefully or

the bottles will break!

What can l get you, Driver?

Tea, biscuits, lunch.

l'm not a driver.

Wasn't that you driving?

What should l call you then?

Doctor?

Get me tea.

Got any cookies? Got Glucose?

Tiger. Better than Glucose.

lt's sweeter...

and cheaper too. Driver!

lt's my truck.

You're still a driver, aren't you?

What did you expect, Starbucks?

Don't stop because of me.

Don't tell me what to do. Piss off.

Can l get a ride to town?

l'm not going there.

l want to get out of here.

Didn't you hear me?

l'm not going there.

l'm looking for another job.

Any smart ass stuff,

l'll throw you out.

From the moving truck. Got it?

Yes, l get it.

Promise.

lt stinks!

Out, out.

What kind of truck is this?

l can walk faster.

Why don't you drive a Toyota?

Can't afford one?

lt's all your fault.

l should never have

stopped at your tea shop.

Blame the truck, not me.

lt should be in a museum,

not on the road.

Oh yeah?

And how do you plan to

get out of here... Fly?

Go get someone to fix this.

Or it's back to your Starbucks.

Hey! Boy!

Driver. Wake up.

l found him.

Wake up.

l found him.

Who?

- Mechanic.

You're a mechanic?

What do you know about trucks?

lt's old, huh.

Where did you find this guy?

lt was tough. Don't ask.

He said he could fix it.

You grabbed the

first person you saw.

Alright!

Just fix this piece of junk.

l've lost half a day already.

Open the hood.

Told you it's old.

They don't make them

like this anymore.

What would you know?

Get me two wires, now!

What are you looking at?

Under the seat.

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