Citizen Khan 3×2
Mr. Khan: Smoking jacket. Good, eh?
Shazia: The trousers are a bit tight.
Mrs. Khan: Told you not to buy them on eBay.
Mr. Khan: They were ten seconds to go. I had to put a bid in. Sophisticated, isn’t it?
& Mr. Khan: ...and then we ring gong for dinner...
Amjad: The what?
Mr. Khan: Gonnnnnnggg...! Dinner is served.
Amjad: Actually, it’s «bong» not «gong».
Mr. Khan: All right, Miss Camilla Parker Know-It-Alls! I think I know more about etiquette than you do.
& Mr. Khan: ...And then, after dinner, we can play charades.
Shazia: Why are we doing that?
Amjad: It’s Dad’s favourite game. He practises at home all the time.
Shazia: How?
Amjad: Mum never lets him say anything.
& Mr. Khan: Blimey, are we expecting someone with three sets of arms?
Mrs. Khan: Starter, soup spoon, main course, dessert.
Mr. Khan: And if you forget how to use your knife and fork, just remember you’re Pakistani, and eat with your fingers!
& Mrs. Khan: What are you doing?
Mr. Khan: You want everything to be perfect. This is how they do it on the Downton Abbey. Knife and fork must be exactly... 12 inches apart.
Mrs. Khan: Are you sure?
Mr. Khan: Of course! If you haven’t got your 12 inches, you can’t be laid properly.
Mrs. Khan: I wish someone had told me that before...
& Mr. Khan: Isn’t this fun, eh, smashing plates? All very Greek, isn’t it? A right Mrs Khanopolopolis, isn’t she?
& Shazia: We don’t want some great big Pakistani wedding.
Mrs. Khan: No, beti. Just a small do, only 300 people.
& Mr. Khan: Salaam aleikum, officer. Mr Khan, community leader — K, H for Hat, A for Asian, N for Knowledge — they all know me.
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