Hello
I've finally made it to The Party...
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Birdie Num Num
Hrundi Bakshi: Wisdom is the province of the aged, but the heart of a child is pure.
Director: You.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Me?
Director: Yes, you. Get off of my set, and out of my picture. Off, off! You're washed up, you're finished! I'll see to it that you never make another movie again!
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Does that include television, sir?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: We have a saying in India...
Michelle Monet: Yes?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Yes.
Michelle Monet: Well?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Well what?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Hrundi V. Bakshi.
Michelle Monet: Pardon?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: That is what my name is called.
C. S. Divot: You mashuga!
Hrundi V. Bakshi: I am not your sugar.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Howdy partiner.
Levinson: [Comes in with a plate of hors d'oeuvres with Hrundi's shoe on top of it] Would you care for some hors-d'oeuvres sir?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: I am on a diet, but to hell with it!
[Takes his shoe]
[last lines]
Michelle Monet: Oh, here's your hat.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Oh, look... you keep it.
Michelle Monet: But you may need it.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: No, I'd like you to keep it.
Michelle Monet: All right. If you think that you should want it or need it sometimes...
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Well, if I need it... I could always come, perhaps, and pick it up.
Michelle Monet: That would be very nice.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: When would you be available for me to pick up my hat?
Michelle Monet: Well...
[laughs shyly]
Michelle Monet: maybe next week.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: I'll come and get it then.
Michelle Monet: OK.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: For I'd love to have my hat back.
Michelle Monet: Goodbye.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Bye bye.
