Maya Sarabhai: Maine pichhle hafte bachchon ke ujjwal bhavishya ke liye apne 36 designer blouses donate kiye.
Indravadan Sarabhai: Bachchon ko tumne blouse donate kar diye? Bechare kaise dikhenge blouse mein?
Indravadan Sarabhai: Arey wah! Yeh cake kis khushi mein?
Sahil Sarabhai: Mom inter-state scrabble competition mein first aayi hai.
Indravadan Sarabhai: Congratulations, Maya! Second kiska bachcha aya?
Indravadan Sarabhai: Come on Maya, please don’t cry! Tum jaanti ho tum rote huye aur bhi achhi nahi lagti.
Maya Sarabhai: Don’t be mean to Rosesh, Indravadan. Uska visa cancel ho gaya hai.
Indravadan Sarabhai: Woh toh hona hi thha, Maya. Maine isse kaha thha ki burkha pehen ke jana, fir bhi isne apna chehra dikhaya.
Indravadan Sarabhai: Arey cake bann raha hai? Kis khushi mein?
Maya Sarabhai: Aaj mera birthday hai!
Indravadan Sarabhai: Baat mat badlo, Maya… Maine puchha kis khushi mein?
Sahil Sarabhai: Kya kar rahe hain aap yahan?
Indravadan Sarabhai: Hawa kha raha hoon.
Sahil Sarabhai: Yahan kahan hai hawa?
Indravadan Sarabhai: Main kha gaya! Toh kahan se hogi?
Indravadan Sarabhai: (Rosesh) teri moma kal subah tak nahi aayegi. Ab tujhe mere changul se koi nahi bacha sakta.
Dushyant: Hi guys!
Indravadan Sarabhai: Lo, ab hum dono ko koi nahi bacha sakta.
Rosesh Sarabhai: Mere pass good news hai.
Indravadan Sarabhai: Kab kar raha hai tu aatmahatya?
*sing this in Aayie Meherbaan’s tune*
Indravadan Sarabhai: Guzar gayeeeeee popat kaka, LA mein rehte thay wo, sabke chatite they wo, hichki lagi maut ki, phat se nikal gaye wo.
*sing this in Aa Rangg De Dupatta Mera’s tune*
Indravadan Sarabhai: Hari sunn le tu, prabhu sunn le tu… Popat kaka ki aatma, o hari, Popat kaka ki aatma, Popat kaka ki aatma… ko swarg deeeeee… oh sun parmatma!