"Pee. In a cup."
Suddenly, a beat-up old scooter screeches to a halt. (40s, slightly out of shape, holding a helmet) jumps off. He’s panting.
"You're an idiot."
"Sir, the book was written by a man. A man who once forgot to tie his shoelaces. He's not God. A fan is a machine. It reduces sweat. A pen is a machine. It reduces memory loss. And a teacher who inspects rather than inspires ?"
"What? No."
"He’s late. As usual."
(40s, still nervous, still chewing his fingernails) tumbles out of a taxi, dropping a bag full of prayer beads and lucky charms. 3 idiots english subtitle
He opens the box. A small, homemade device whirs to life. It sprays a fine mist.