What is all this?
Didn't see you there!
Have you and Naina had a fight?
And I have to hear about it from Sunita?
Adarsh, don't I have the right to know what's happening in my brother's life?
She has just gone to her parent's home for a few days.
Parents' home?
Who goes to their parents' home for days when the husband is in the same city?
- People do. - I never did.
And does that mean no one else will either?
Here.
- Where are you headed? - Where am I headed? To work, obviously.
But I've come to talk to you. Listen! Should I talk to Naina?
No. Please don't. Please. Come.
- Someone will have to talk, right? - Come, come.
I won't leave before having this discussion. I'm telling you!
Why don't you two patch up at Pintu's wedding?
And this is no way to live.
Adarsh!
- Why... are you getting in? - I won't leave without talking.
Okay. Tell me. What do you want to talk about?
See, Deepak has been staying out for about two years now. Right?
But even now, we end up arguing over something
or the other over video calls.
But before going to bed,
we send each other memes with hearts and hugs.
So, what do you want?
You want us to send each other memes with hearts and hugs?
- See... - Sis!
Things are different between brother-in-law and you.
The way Naina and I think now is very different from each other.
Different people, different minds, isn't it?
I am just saying, Naina and you,
attend Pintu's wedding, enter holding hands...
I can't get myself to do any of this!
Okay, then. I am not going anywhere.
Okay. I will come.
But I can't do this "entering together holding hands" bit.
Now please leave. I am getting late.
Okay. Had got this for you.
- And, listen. - Yeah?
Inform that you are coming, before you make your grand appearance.
Why does a sister need to inform her brother that she is visiting him?
THE PERSON IS MORE INTERESTING.
WHOSE HAND IS THAT?
THE ONE WHO STRANGLED ME!
Crush life's struggles
In your fists
Make crucial choices
With a coin's flip
Those who preach to others...
I AM AT THE BAR. WHERE ARE YOU?
A donkey's fate is but a mirage
Dry clouds
CHECKED SHIRT AND YOU?
Often fall flat on their face
A donkey's fate is but a mirage Dry clouds
WHERE?
Raises my hopes
And then teases me
How will I find my way?
Life woos me
Raises my hopes
And then teases me
How will I find my way?
EVERYONE HERE IS IN BLACK.
Sorry. Sorry.
Sorry?
Text. Or walk! Don't do both at once!
- My bad. Sorry. - What?!
We will have to get another drink.
Please, let me get you another drink since I spilled this.
- A Long Island iced tea for her... - What?
Long Island iced tea for her and a Jack Island for me. Double.
Excuse me.
On a very white paper
- Black ink writes my story - Thank you.
Making the follies of my heart
Appear gray
Bad luck surrounds me, suffocating me
Good fortune has turned its back on me
When the path to success was laid out
- My fate dealt me snakes... - Your Long...
- and here's your double. - Thank you.
Get one for her as well. Her drink also got spilled.
I didn't spill it.
You can still get it.
She will get crushed in that crowd.
One large vodka for me and one for you.
Thank you. I won't drink.
It's my treat!
I will get you your drink.
- Actually, someone is waiting for me. - Who?
- A friend.
Is it the same friend whose chopped hand was on your shoulder?
- Lucky119. - You?
But your profile mentioned your age as 36.
- How old are you? - Old enough to hire a gigolo!
Hey. Hey, guys!
Not here, in this crowd! Let's go.
- What? - You come with me.
- Come. - Come, come.
- Hey, guys! - Come, come.
Shit!
Where? Where are... That is the ladies' washroom!
You guys go, I will wait for you over here.
- Just get in! - Let's go.
Let's go.
Hello.
- Out with the money! - Yeah
- I have... - What is all this?
Take this.
Hey... just a minute.
All of you?
No, not all of us. Just her.
She is our test pilot.
Here.
Okay, one for the memories!
- No pictures! No pictures! - Come on!
Happy birthday, Lucky119!
Hello. Hello.
Oh, hello! Uncle!
- That is the ladies' washroom! - Who the hell are you calling "uncle"?
- He is my boyfriend! - Huh?
- He is your boyfriend?! - Yes! So?
Oh, madam! Is there a shortage of young stallions like me?!
- Get lost! - No need to act smart. Get out.
What if I don't get out? Will you punish me, teacher?
- You small... - Yes, what? What?
You little...
I finish off little chickens like you for breakfast!
Chicken!
Who the hell did you call chicken?!
- You. - Yes, you!
If you have balls, wait here. Don't move.
Go, go. Call whoever you want. Go!
I will pull out eggs, chicks, and rooster from your ass...
- Just wait. - Go.
I think we should leave now.
Yeah. You two leave. We'll handle this.
Oh, come on. He is just bluffing. He won't come back.
Guys!
An army of newly pubescent warriors is headed our way!
- Leave. You guys leave. - Hurry up!
Come, come.
Hurry up!
Where the hell did they go?
- There. Let's go. - Let's go.
Hurry up!
Stop!
- Let's go. Let's go. - Stop! Get back!
- What happened? - Stop!
Hey, stop!
Attack!
I am frozen!
Why jump if you don't have the balls?
Don't use these kiddish lines on me!
- I taught you these anyway! - Is the biryani ready?
It's ready.
But you aren't getting any.
Till you jump across those three boats into the river.
He's not going anywhere. He can't swim.
I'm not asking him to swim, I'm asking him to jump.
It's just four feet.
Alright.
Vikki. Vikki, sit down, please!
No, sis! I can do this!
- That's the spirit! - I can jump!
- Well done, tough guy! Go! - Yeah!
Show how it's done! Go!
Sis, change the music.
Soldier.
Position.
Soldier is ready.
- Attack! - Attack!
Are you two going to the US together?
Vikki will never leave Mumbai.
It was tough enough to get him to visit here.
You know, once...
in junior school,
before his mustache could make its way out, I shaved his face!
The skin of his cheeks came off.
Sitara auntie beat us black and blue.
And then, she took us out for ice cream.
Those were the days!
We would eat from your kitchen...
and you would eat from ours.
Now the rich and the famous of the big city
are eating burgers for breakfast!
Why do you keep harping on this rich-poor thing?
Just like that...
Where are we going, by the way?
You have a place, right?
What do you mean?
I mean, where do you usually do this?
Hotel costs are included in this, right? No?
Keep this.
Where do I drop you?
Are you canceling the booking?
You're much younger than me.
Are you serious? You're rejecting me!
Don't take it the wrong way.
Actually, you don't fit into the half-plus-seven rule.
Seven... I don't fit into any rules! Okay?
Look, I make my own rules.
And today, I want you to live by my rules.
This is for the taxi booking.
Legally, I'm paying you this money for the taxi...
which happens to be driven by a gigolo.
Law, final year.
If you get caught, I'll bail you out. So, chill.
Okay?
I was talking about the age gap rule for sex.
I thought...
I thought that you were an experienced gigolo.
Who knew I was hiring an ethical moralistic grumpy face?
It's not that. I can be very cheerful.
- Yeah? - I don't show it.
Because you don't qualify under the rule.
Here! I'm an adult.
Turning 24 in 20 minutes.
And you are my gift.
Will open at 12 and it better be good.
Get out of the water, Skinny!
Crocodiles are on their way!
Skinny!
Vikki!
- Vikki! - Vikki!
Vikki!
- Vikki! - Vikki!
Vikki!
- Vikki! - Vikki!
Vikki!
- Vikki! - Vikki!
Skinny, you scoundrel!
Vikki, what the hell!
You...
You just wait! Skinny!
You... Hit him!
Where are you running to?
Vikki, what the hell!
Got you!
Hey...
No, no, no!
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
- Okay enough, let's go. - I'm gonna skin your ass!
Come on now!
Come on, get going!
You both are drunk. Sitara auntie will kill me.
No one is going anywhere. I will speak to Mummy.
Come here.
What is this?
Our dance.
- On this music? - Hold it. Hold it.
- Really? - Yes.
- The beat is perfect, man! - It's perfect!
Are you guys deaf?
How can I praise you enough?
You're like a queen of angels
How deeply can I savor you?
You're like the water of the deep ocean...
Where are we going, by the way?
Only 12 minutes to go. Turn left from here.
Towards the salt pan. Turn, turn, turn!
Your spirit is vibrant and free
Soldiers!
Prey!
Soldiers. Position!
- Soldier is ready. - One second.
Attack!
You bastards!
Idiots!
Those who urinate on the streets, leave India!
Jai Hind!
Don't say that, bro! Half of my neighborhood will be emptied.
How do we start?
You are the professional. You tell me.
How do you start with the others?
You are doing this for the first time, right?
You mean, sex or paid sex?
Both.
I've had sex.
Mostly disappointing though!
That's why my girlfriends have gifted me this.
They have very high expectations from you. Don't disappoint.
Eight minutes to go!
Will you keep asking questions or will we do something too?
One second.
I have it. Relax.
Sorry.
What's your problem, man?
Sunny.
- Our gang should have a name. - We should also have a band!
Okay, bye.
Bye.
I am not...
what you think I am.
Yeah.
And you have become a gigolo.
Yes.
Sunny! Can't you hear your phone ringing?
Who is missing you this early?
It's a wrong number.
What's the rush for?
Actually, I have my English class.
I'm running late for that.
Auntie.
Didn't I tell you to increase the size of this column?
Well, today...
What's going on, man?
Say something.
When should I fix an appointment with Mahek?
I am not in the state of mind to meet Mahek.
Your personal life has never affected your professional life.
Neither of the two gave me anything.
Adarsh.
Once the deal with Mahek is finalized,
you and Naina can go on a company-paid vacation.
Thank you. But there is no need for that.
When do I fix the appointment then?
Naveen, I can't deal with people like Mahek.
She only wants me to speak what she wants to hear.
And I won't be able to do that.
Impressing Mahek is my job.
Let me handle that department.
You just come along.
And just keep one thing in mind.
Come hell or high water, don't run away from the meeting.
Alright.
But don't plan anything for Friday. It's Pintu's wedding.
Is Naina coming too?
Buddy!
Patch up with her.
At this age, you are not gonna get another.
Naina... how much more time do you need?
Adjust it properly.
Clasp the hook.
Mom, why aren't you going to the physiotherapist?
One is giving me mental stress,
the other is hell-bent on giving me physical stress.
Done?
Naina.
Are you ready?
Naina, how much more time?
There's a wedding in the family, but you're sulking here.
It's not like I burnt it.
That's how it came from the laundry.
Really? And you want me to believe that?
These are your old tricks.
If you don't want to go somewhere, just burn a hole in the frock.
Grow up, Naina!
Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill?
She can wear one of Amber's outfits.
- Go, Amber. Get something nice. - What--
- Why are you still standing here? Go! - That's not--
That's not gonna happen.
I don't want to go to the wedding looking like a teenager.
Do you understand what not going means?!
It means breaking ties.
You guys are going to fill in the attendance, right?
The wedding won't stop if I don't go.
Why don't you have a few more drinks with them?
Come, show me your wardrobe.
This is how this house works.
What's going on?
- I don't want to go. - Just one drink and we'll head back.
You know Mom, right?
Very well.
That's why I'm saying, it's just the two of us right now.
Tell me, what is this fight about?
Two people have to talk for them to have a fight.
He doesn't value you.
I'll show him today what rare blood is!
Papa, please.
You are not going to do anything of the sort. Please.
Uncle, cheers!
- I tried finding out about him. - Who?
The same guy!
I have got the address his bike is registered to, from the RTO.
The bike doesn't belong to him.
It belongs to the people who've employed him.
I know his Facebook, Instagram... everything!
I'm also trolling him from a fake profile.
Had the exams not interrupted my--
Who asked you to turn detective?
Huh?
Did I ask you?
Aren't you gonna take revenge?
Don't poke your head into matters your wee little brain isn't ready for.
Idiot!
It's your mom's purse. Take care of it.
Saying sorry to each other won't make anyone smaller. Huh, Naina?
Today both of you settle all your differences at this table
and go home together.
The groom will take home his bride, you take yours.
The first time is a mistake.
The second time is foolishness.
Why do overly intelligent people...
confuse modesty with weakness?
- I'm going to get some yogurt. - Since when do you eat yogurt?
It's for me.
Naina.
Sit.
Please sit.
Whatever this mess is...
I think only these two can fix it.
We should find another table.
Come.
Please come.
Dear,
just remember whose blood runs in your veins!
Papa!
Amber, I'll join you guys in a bit.
Okay.
How are you?
Absolutely perfect!
Yesterday, I also met a 24-year-old girl.
I had sex with her.
You know what she told me? I am good.
In fact, very good.
I got paid for it.
How is the press doing?
It doesn't make a difference to you?
The small cylinder isn't working, get that repaired.
The drain gets clogged,
keep an eye on that too.
And don't use the small cooker, okay?
It really doesn't make any difference to you?
Don't try to be someone you're not.
What am I not?
Sunny?
Everyone is waiting for me.
I'll leave now.
Didn't you have any hesitation before doing it?
I didn't do it just once. I did it many times.
Do you still want to be married to me?
You are saying this to hurt me, right?
I'm telling the truth.
You should leave.
You are not the person I used to know.
- Hello. - Sitara ma'am...
Can I see you again?
I want a second chance.
This is where you're hiding all the good clothes.
The special and the ordinary should be kept apart, right?
How are you, Nicky?
So, the journalist whose trial you took...
What do you think? Can we hire him?
You won't leave this profession, will you?
"The City's Keeper of Secrets!" Bigger the secrets, bigger the clout.
You have become special doing this.
You're not gonna go back to being ordinary, right?
Answer my question.
You told me it was a fake trial.
Just to get him off your back... And you know the result anyway.
What do you think is the most valuable thing in this profession?
Time.
So the gigolos that we have currently,
our clients can't put up with them for more than a few hours.
Imagine we had someone who was educated...
who'd seen the world...
someone with whom one could spend time in a coffee shop like a friend...
be able to enjoy his company for 72 hours...
We don't have a premium gigolo of the sort.
Do you think he can do this?
He wants to be a lion,
but he is more of a lamb.
From a distance, he is a comedy, but when you get closer, he's a tragedy.
I'm sure you can communicate without the poetics. Give it a try.
If you're seeking my rating... Looks...
five or six out of ten.
The touch was not bad.
Actually, it was honest. We can give him a nine on that.
And entertainment...
I should give him ten out of ten, but let's just say it's two out of ten.
- Who made the first move? - He is a decent guy.
I had to extend a formal invitation. Please come. You can touch me.
You want to use his wounds for your profit, right?
What if this is the balm he needs?
Well then...
It's me who'll have to slather this balm on him.
Large amounts of it. This one needs a lot of hard work.
A lot of training sessions before we can get him into the ring.
And you'll have to test him. With an old client.
I have someone in mind.
I know who you have in mind.
But if he can put up with her, I'll salute your cleverness.
For now, I'm taking this. You'll get it back.
Why are you fidgeting with this?
Hope we don't end up giving money instead of getting it.
She won't give you a penny. And she'll take everything.
How is your Papa now?
Papa?
He had a fall that day, right?
I told her.
- He is fine now. - Great.
We have made a decision.
We are ready to invest in your paper.
Where do you want us to sign?
But I'm sure you know...
that at this moment, we have nothing to gain from this investment.
The way I see it,
there's gonna be a lot of outflow, but no returns.
Then why are you cutting yourself a raw deal?
Trust me, we will put our best into this.
We have two expectations from your paper.
What are those?
You won't write anything against the party in power,
doesn't matter if they are left, right, center, diagonal, or anything else.
And second, we want to start a positive initiative.
Nice!
Your front page will not feature some scary depressing news,
but a feel-good story.
Happy heart stories.
Sponsored by SND Oils... which grandpa wants you to write.
He thinks you're a very good writer.
Excuse me. Two minutes.