Players

Welcome to Le Monte.

I am the owner of this showroom.

This is my manager Mr. Chopra.

Mrs. Thappar. Welcome.

Your husband called.

He also sent a blank check, in advance.

Show off.

It's amazing.

-Yes. -Hey, baby.

How is your shopping going?

Couldn't you find another showroom to send your blank check.

-Why? What happened? -There's nothing here.

Just relax. Give the phone to Chopra.

My husband.

Hello, sir.

Listen, tomorrow is our first anniversary.

And I want to gift the most expensive necklace to my wife.

Don't you think you're paying a big price for your first year.

Stop blabbering.

Now I feel I will get divorced on my first anniversary.

No, no, no, sir.

How can you get such a big happiness as long as we are there.

Shut up.

What is he saying?

He is saying your showroom is pathetic.

-Go and get the 'Rose Of Samarkand'. -Sure.

Congratulations, sir.

We are getting the 'Rose Of Samarkand'.

Yes, ma'am.

-Yes. -Are you happy now?

Presenting to you the 'Rose Of Samarkand'.

Exquisite finish by Iranian artist.

Just tell me this.

If I buy this how drastically will it affect my husband's bank balance?

Like four buckets of water from the swimming pool.

That's all.

I mean four buckets of water is all that he will be left with,

the rest will be gone.

Then I will take it.

-Good morning. -Morning, morning.

Hello and hands up.

You, too. Hands up.

Look, you can't get away with this.

This building is heavily guarded.

And my guards are...

You press that... I will press this.

Listen, you don't know who my husband is.

Go catch him.

Go.

-You can't jump. -Come on, come on.

-Let's go. Go, go. -Hurry up.

Surprising.

A thief spoiled my shopping and you are looking angry.

Why did you sound the alarm?

I wanted to see you in action, Charlie Mascarenhas.

Are you happy now? Pick me up once you finish your shopping.

Good morning, everyone.

Hello. Hands up.

Hello and hands up.

Hello, everyone. Good morning.

You are my inspiration, Riya.

Keep your inspiration to yourself and give me my share.

You already took that, Riya.

You don't know who my husband is.

You are a real artist, Charlie.

Come on, let's go celebrate.

You know the rules.

-Six months before and after the job-- -We won't see each other.

Its only six months.

Love you.

Debrovsky.

Hi, this is Shaila. Please leave a message after the beep.

Hello, Shaila.

I sent you a parcel a month ago and said that if anything happens to me,

then send that parcel to Charlie.

Seems like its time to send that parcel to Charlie.

Where is the plan?

Where is it? Tell me.

-Shaila, my heart felt condolences. -Thanks.

It's been less than four days since your husband died

and you already stopped mourning.

Why? Don't you see my black dress?

Anyway? Why did you call me here?

Raj sent this from Moscow a month before he died, for you.

He said that if anything happens to him then I should give it too you.

Your childhood memory and all that crap.

Thank you.

Charlie.

Raj has left something for you.

It can be yours if you want.

-You are hot, Shaila. -I know.

But not so much that I betray my friend.

And if I know Raj, he has left much more for me.

See you.

The entire library is waiting to be his and he's interested in that book.

Hey, Charlie. If you're watching this DVD,

then the breaking news is...

Come on, not again.

Hello, Naina.

You hacked into my computer again.

What can I do, Charlie? That's the only way to make you call me.

Naina, be serious. I have to watch an important DVD.

I hope you are not watching porn.

I didn't know that a well educated,

chartered accountant type of person also watches porn.

I am not watching porn.

Whatever.

I just wanted to tell you that I have finished my course.

For your information, now I am a Masters in Computers...

...with a gold medal.

Well done.

Hey, wow. How are you doing, hottie?

Come jump in my car we'll go for a drive.

-Hello? -Hang out, do some stuff.

Hello, Naina, are you there?

- Naina. -The second good news is...

that I am coming back to India tomorrow.

Really? Fantastic.

Good, now fix my computer.

Just type my name on your computer sweetly

and it will be fixed.

But sweetly, okay.

Fine. Sweetly.

Hey, hottie.

Come on, over.

If you're watching this DVD, then the breaking news is that...

the Russian Mafia has killed me.

Today I am going to tell you a story.

This story started in 1915.

During World War 1 when the German army reached Romania's capital Bucharest then

the Romanian government decided to flee for their lives.

They took important documents and their treasures along.

The Czar of Russia agreed to keep their treasure

showing that they are good neighbors.

Until the war ended.

So in this way, on 15 October 1916,

tons of gold were sent to Russia by train.

But by the end of the war the Russian government changed.

The new government refused to entertain Romania, saying,

"Which gold are you talking about?"

And for the past 95 years that gold

has been locked up in the Russian Czar's winter palace.

But the twist in the story came in this year

when Russia finally accepted that what happened was wrong.

And on this 15th October, that gold will be shipped back to Romania.

Exactly the same way, by train.

Just like it was brought here.

Pure Romanian gold...

...which is worth one billion in today's date.

If Romania could survive for 95 years without the gold

then it can do so in future as well.

And it never belonged to Russia anyway.

When something's unclaimed...

then it either belongs to God or to decent people like us.

Isn't it?

Before I leave I want to give you a final tip.

Don't make the mistake that I did.

This is not a job for one person.

You need a team, Charlie.

A team of the world's best players.

And there's just one man who can get you that team.

Our guru, Victor.

Victor sir,

this is the safe of the house where the robbery was committed.

Its been three weeks,

but we couldn't apprehend the thief yet.

If you want to catch a cunning thief then try to understand him.

Not like a policeman but think like a thief.

Thieves have three rules...

...that differentiate them from policemen.

Rule number one.

Every thief is a kind of an artist.

And no thief betrays his art.

A policeman might forget his duty but not a thief.

Rule number two.

Only policemen retire. Not thieves.

Once a thief always a thief.

Rule number three and the most important rule.

When a policeman is tired of racking his brains,

that's where a thief starts using his.

Why do I feel that he is slandering us?

Victor sir. What do you want to say?

I want to say that you have lodged the wrong FIR.

This isn't a case of robbery of jewelry worth 40 lakhs.

Come on, just help me here.

Come, let's watch those two pictures carefully.

One before the robbery and the other after it.

Do you see the difference in both the pictures?

I don't understand.

I mean the thief wanted Mr. Malik's painting and he took it.

-And he put up a fake painting instead. -Fake painting?

Take a look.

Look, this is the real painting.

Look at the signature stroke here. Its small, isn't it?

And this one is fake.

Look at the signature stroke below this one.

It's longer, isn't it?

This is the work of a woman.

How can you say that?

My CA will tell you that.