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[ Guitar Plays Intro ]
[ Continues ]
Holly holy eyes
Dream of only me
Where I am
What I am
What I believe in
Holly holy
Holly
Holy dream
Wanting only
You
Holly
Holy love
Take the lonely
Child
And the seed
Let it be
Filled with tomorrow
Holly holy
-Sing a song
-Sing
-Sing a song of songs
-Sing
-Sing it out
-Sing
Sing it strong, oh
Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh yeah
Call the sun
in the dead of night
And the sun gonna rise
in the sky
Touch a man
who cant walk upright
And that lame man
he gonna fly,yeah
And I fly
Yeah
And I fly
Holly
Holy love
[ Arguing ]
I really want to do this.
Its some of the real stuff.
- God, youre so boring.
- What do you mean, real stuff?
Its for the losers!
Ruth?
Okay. Well miss--
Well miss the Rajasthani buffet!
Ruth!
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Ruth!
Ruth, wait!
Is she out of money?
[ Woman ]
No. Its quite simple.
Ive decided that I have
to tell you the truth--
for the sake of Ruths
and our old friendship.
[ Zipper Buzzing ]
Oh, whats that
taken on?
- Its very exotic.
- Its on my Olympus.
Oh, thats interesting.
Mines a Minolta.
Is yours an auto-flash job?
What am I looking at here?
Prue?
Wh-Who are these people
in the photo?
Ruth.
Thats Ruth.
Oh, my God,
I didnt realize.
- Gilbert, its Ruth.
- Oh, yeah, I can see that now.
Shes wearing
the national costume.
I would never
have recognized her.
I know.
Is something wrong?
Well, tell me.
I want to know.
We were just like everyone else
traveling in India.
We wanted to visit
a live guru.
- We werent serious about it.
- [ Singing, Drumming ]
She thought it would be
a good laugh.
But oh, it was so scary.
Some sort of freaky
hypnotism happened.
I think they were
on drugs.
- [ Moans ]
-She even burnt her
airline ticket in front of me.
Thats when I asked her--
Is it true,
what they said,
that Baba might
marry you?
[ Prue ]
No, thank you, mate.
No, thank you.
No, mate.
Thank you. Thats fiine.
Thank you.
No, no. Say, Ruth--
Say no!
Say no, Ruth! Stop it!
Ruthy, stop him!
- [ Moaning ]
- No! Ruthy!
Stop!
Ruth, dont!
Say no!
Ruthy!
Ruthy!
Somebody help!
[ Dogs Barking ]
[ Doorbell Rings ]
[ Dog Barking ]
- [ Speaking Gibberish ]
- This is serious.
Tim, please.
Its serious.
Come on. Come on, both of you.
We were waiting for you.
Okay, seriously.
Whats happening?
- Whos he?
- Hes the top man on the subject.
- Hes been very, very helpful.
- Hi, Tim.
Isnt it terrible?
But dont worry.
Miriams going to get her back.
Shes going to India,
arent you?
- Are you?
- Well, I will if I need to.
- Im determined to fiight.
- Gday, Tim.
Stop Robbie from drinking
too much, Tim.
- Yeah, thats right, Mum, well fiight.
- Dont. Dont.
- [ Chuckling ]
- Dont come here and mock.
Im close
to the edge, Tim.
Sophie,
sterilized at ...
to focus on her spiritual growth,
wanted a reversal at .
It cant be done.
- So how do we get her back?
- Lure. You lure her.
Couldnt we just
contact the embassy...
- and get her sent home?
- No, you cant.
If she were under --
which she isnt--yes, certainly...
we could bring her back
under the international convention.
But youve got nothing on your sister
other than declaring her...
mentally incompetent,
and thats almost impossible to do.
What we often do
is steal.
You see, these cults use coercive
and deceptive methods.
Steal them, turn
the deception around.
They make up
their little stories,
we make up ours,
but we get her back.
The next step
is the diffiicult one.
Youll have captured
your daughters body,
but not her mind.
- [ Sighs ]
- So what do we do, Stan?
We hire the man
I believe to be...
the number-one
exit counsellor in America.
For legal reasons, its best if hes
in again, out again--
- Untraceable.
- Is there any way...
- it could be dangerous?
- Yeah, its delicate.
The minds a damn mystery.
Why do people
believe in God?
Why do people believe
theyre in love?
Why do I tell myself
every day,
Youre fat, mate.
Today Im not gonna eat
cake, butter or bread,
and by lunch time
Ive done the lot?
- [ Yaps ]
- So what did Mr. Hot Dog American cost?
- Ten thousand dollars
Australian, plus expenses.
- Shit!
And whats wrong with number two?
How much did he cost?
Forget it, Gilly.
Were doing it.
Shes our golden girl.
My planes leaving in three hours,
everybody.
-[ Tim ] Delhis hot--
to degrees.
- Oh, God!
What if she doesnt
come back?
When she knows
youre dying, shell come.
Sure.
Whats bitten
his little bum?
He doesnt like
pretending to die.
Do you speak English?
Do you know where that is?
That restaurant? Shivas Restaurant?
Its a fair way,
I suppose, is it?
[ Miriam ] Oh, goodness.
Its busy, isnt it?
- Hello. Give me money, please?
- No.
- Give me a rupee, please?
Give me a rupee, please?
- No. Im sorry.
Im from Australia.
I havent got any, uh, any Indian money.
-[ Horn Honking ]
- Youre sure...
this is it?
[ Groans, Coughs ]
Mum!
Oh! Wheres your sari?
I was looking
for a sari.
Oh, youre so hot.
- Whos that?
- Thats the restaurants
fake holy man.
This is my friend Rahi.
- Who?
- Rahi.
Its my Sanyasin name.
Hello, Miriam.
-[ Miriam ] Hello
