Far from India

Talvin:
[Trying to get Nitin to have sex with a woman] So - you got a girlfriend back home?

Nitin:
No.

Talvin:
No? No sweet little lover stashed away somewhere?

Nitin:
No. Never really been with a girl.

Talvin:
[In disbelief] You're still a VIRGIN??? [Off Nitin's sheepish silence, bursts into laughter] Oh man! I'm going to have to help you change that.

Nitin:
No, I'm not sure. You know, all these diseases these days? I better stay a virgin.

Talvin:
It's not a religious thing, is it?

Nitin:
Well, my mother never even MET my father until AFTER they got married.

Talvin:
[Rolls his eyes] Nitin, that was INDIA ... twenty-seven YEARS ago! This is America, my man! Loosen up! Alright, hang on. [Grabs the phonebook] Let's see ... starts [flipping through the pages] Escort service!

Nitin:
Talvin! No! You're not going to do that.

Talvin:
It's my treat ... MY treat to YOU, dude! Alright, think, just think ... Close your eyes [Talvin moans like a woman during sex] Nitin! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! You stud muffin, oooooooohhhh! [Laughs]