- Chhota Chhatri: Hello... police... there is a dead body sleeping in the car near this... this bridge... my name... my name is...
- Manilal: Say, "Small umbrella, small umbrella."
- Guru Gulab Khatri: Where are you going? I'll give you a lift.
- Manilal: [stammering] What's the need of a lift? We live on the ground floor.
- Guru Gulab Khatri: What's in your pocket?
- Manilal: Nothing... that's nothing about you... I haven't written any letter about you... I'm not even going to the police.
- Yeda Anna: He turned out to be our that man.
- Dr. Anmol Acharya: What?
- Yeda Anna: That which has small, small children.
- Manilal: Dog.
- Yeda Anna: No, no. Now, what will children call him if they call their mother Mummy?
- Chhota Chhatri: Daddy.
- Yeda Anna: No, no.
- Guru Gulab Khatri: [irritated] Father.
- Yeda Anna: I will make cut you make you small like that thing.
- Chhota Chhatri: What thing?
- Yeda Anna: That thing that is long from front and long from back.
- Dr. Anmol Acharya: Limousine.
- Yeda Anna: No, man. That thing we eat with our teeth... that sweet thing.
- Chhota Chhatri: Sugar cane.