-What is that supposed to mean?

-Just forget it.

-No. You can't just say that and then walk away from me!

-Leave it, Christian. -Like hell I will.

-At least have the decency to finish what you started.

-You go on about your life like it's something to be proud of.

-I'm not ashamed of who I am. -Well you ought to be.

-I don't believe I'm hearing this!

-Bushra's endorsement could bring a lot of business our way.

So do us all a favour and just stop flaunting it in front of everyone!

-I take it there's no Scissor Sisters in your record collection?

-I have nothing against homosexuality, Christian. As far as I'm concerned, you can live your life however you please.

Just not in my faith.

-You can't let it rest, can you?

-I'm not about to sit back and be insulted by your mother! -Not everyone shares your values, Christian.

-So what do you think?

-Well, this isn't about me. -Syed. I wanna know what it is you think of me.

-Now isn't the time.

-Answer me! -It's haram!

-What the hell does that mean? -It's against God's will.

-Bushra's booked us for three more functions in July.

With any luck, she'll start recommending us to her friends.

-You had some sort of bump to the head, Syed? Couple of hours ago, you were all set for a public flogging.

-I'm sorry. -You tell your mother, and her mates, that there is more to me than being some pumped up queen.

-You don't need to tell me that. -Don't I?