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What the...the telly!

Psycho! You need meds.

How do I watch the Arsenal-Leicester match?

Stupid French witch!

Delhi idiot, go watch the match with the other idiot Mehra.

As for the TV, this French witch won it at the Xmas fair. Remember?

But I paid for the fair tickets. Remember?

Tough luck, Desi boy.

Get your own telly, if you can afford it.

You wanna go there? Fine!

Wasn't even HD. I'll get the latest. 3D, HD.

7.1 surround sound. It's Game of Thrones all night.

No more: "Turn the sound down, I have an early start."

You can't take that. I bought it.

It was my birthday present.

You know what. Don't want your stupid present.

Just 'cos I like Tweety doesn't mean you stuff the house with them.

- Bloody twit. - That's my t-shirt!

You're impossible!

No swearing in French.

You know what.

You left Delhi but your hooligan Delhi talk didn't leave you.

Oh yeah?

At least I'm not a French slut, sleeping with every man in Paris.

You know what.

I thought it was my bad.

Thank you for clearing that up.

Goodbye.

Taxi.

Miss...

OK.

Hi. baby!

Shyra darling, what a surprise!

If I can use my room without the third degree, I'll stay.

Or I go to Kim's. You guys decide.

Delete his number from your phones.

Mum, block him on Facebook too.

You're on Facebook?

I'm from Delhi, she's from Paris.

Delhi and Paris? Not happening, boss.

No connection.

It was too good to last.

Sat for an English exam, the questions came in French. Had to fail.

Falling in love is like investing in mutual funds.

We think they'll pay dividends when they mature.

But we don't think: "Mutual funds are subject to market risks.

"Read the offer document carefully before investing." Otherwise...

...it's breakup.

Breakups are a pain in the...

When a boy gets dumped...

...his mates get busy perfecting the vanishing act.

The married guys are busy with their wives. You married?

- Yes. - It shows.

The single guys are busy at work.

When a girl goes through a breakup, that's another ball game.

Hi, Shyra. Heard about your breakup. You ok?

I'm ok. No sweat. I'm on my way to work. I'll call later.

Hi, Shyra. I heard the news. Are you ok?

It's ok.

Guess it wasn't meant to be.

Hi, Shyra. I heard what happened last night.

- You ok? - I'm all right. I'm not depressed.

Not drinking, I'm not planning to kill myself.

Busy at work. I'll call you later.

Welcome to Paris Sidewalk Tours.

One of the most romantic bridges in Paris - Pont des Arts.

It's famously called "The Love Lock Bridge."

There were over a million padlocks here a year ago.

Couples pledged their love with a signed padlock...

...then they'd throw the key into the river.

They believed that their love, like the padlocks...

...would stay locked forever.

A year ago the city authorities removed all the love locks...

...because the weight was weakening the bridge.

Now padlocks are banned.

Even the world's most romantic city understood that...

...few can carry the weight of love.

We stop here for 15 minutes.

So if anybody wants to click photos, please do.

The only way to avoid the sting of a breakup...

...is never to fall in love's trap.

If you don't hook up, you won't break up.

The wisest of the wise haven't escaped from hooking up.

So how could a fool like me stay free?

- A poem! - Please...

Thank you!

A guy called Dharam came to Paris...

Bravo!

"A guy called Dharam came to make Parisians laugh out loud.

"A girl stripped him so bare...

"All he's now left with is his underwear."

9 rue Théodule Ribot? What an address!

Welcome to Paris, Dharam.

Hi, I'm Natalie.

You are Dharma, right?

Dharam! No "a" at the end.

Sorry. Come with me.

So this is your room, window opens to the church.

I love Jesus.

Bathroom - just one. You and I using same.

Great. Superb, Natalie-jee!

So you have butter, eggs, fruit.

Coffee, tea.

Everything you need. So just please yourself, ok?

Catch you later.

Yes! Paradise at last!

How are you?

Good, darling.

This is my girlfriend, Naomi.

Naomi...Dharma.

Bonjou r!

You're terrific, Mehra. The flat's paradise.

The ultimate!

Don't need Internet. I've got free live shows.

Very nice people, the French.

Forget about caste!

They don't differentiate between boys from girls.

What a culture! I love the French.

Started your old tricks?

You're here to work, not to enjoy Paris.

If your jokes go limp, next flight home for you, boy.

Relax, Mehra!

Since college my jokes made you double up.

Now no confidence in your bro?

Your bro's not out of gas. I'm pure kick ass!

I'll make your Delhi Belly the No.1 Paris bar, or change my name.

That's why I spent mucho euros jetting you here.

Pull in all the Indians of Paris with your comedy nights...

...then we'll print money!

Ok, Mr Slumdog Millionaire...

...print and mint we will.

But first tell me where's the hottest bar in Paris.

Dharam, tomorrow's your first show...

Mehra, my love. For the show to rock tomorrow...

Dharam needs to rock today!

So sorry.

Frangois, water. Quick!

Thank you.

- You're a lifesaver, Frangois. - No worries.

- Buy you a drink? - Thanks, not drinking today.

Vodka? Bacardi? Petrol? Jagerbom b?

No French, eh?

- Indian? - I'm French. Parents Indian.

Sorry.

Thought French might score.

I've tried for hours. No luck.

In desperation I tried French.

Now that's quite honest. I'm impressed.

See, for something like that, my friend, I'm buying.

What are you having?

Frangois, the same. Two.

Come on up.

- I'm Shyra. - Dharam.

So Desperate Dharam...

...scan the Iovelies. Who catches your eye?

My eyes are stuck on you, they won't unstick.

Ah! That's sweet but it's not gonna work.

- Not into Indian guys. - I can understand.

Not into Indian guys either. They smell of fenugreek.

Wicked sense of humour! Not bad, impressed again.

- Are we doing this or not? - Come! Yeah.

Show me the girl you fancy.

I'll tell you your chances.

Choosy, aren't we?

No one?

They're all gorgeous.

But I'm stuck on you.

No one else will do.

Thank you for helping me out.

One drink with you is enough for me.

You'll ditch me soon. So till then, let's enjoy the moment. Cheers!

Everybody, get ready for the chicken wings contest!

The winner of the chicken wings contest gets...

...free food and drinks for a year!

Now you're talking!

I dare you!

You win, I party with you.

Is that so?

Delhi folk can be weak in matters of the heart, but not in dares.

You're on.

OK.

Here's a player!

Your smile is bewitching. I'm crazy about you.

Desire takes me over. Your voice melts me.

The girl's like a heady drink.

Like a soaring kite cutting another.

She reeled me in, no time to cut loose.

Like a lofty kite, a dervish entranced. In a flash I was high.

Like a shock wave, a search warrant.

Like a secret download.

The girl's like a heady drink.

Like a soaring kite cutting another.

Like new spring, like a clean slate.

Like cement filling the cracks.

Like sparring sexy eyes.

Hitting the jackpot at last.

Her name is all over my lips.

She runs in my veins.

Like a crazy tale, she's wild youth.