Father: Raat ko tum peekar room me gir gaye the.
Son: kya batau papa sab galat sangat ki wajah se hua.
4 dost, 4 bottle aur... saala peene wala sirf ek.
Girl: when we get married, i want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden..
Boy: it''s very kind of you, darling, but i don''t have any worries or troubles..
Girl: well that is because we aren''t married yet....