Once upon a time,
your mother wasn't this
plain-looking Satwant Kaur.
She was a very sexy
and seductive girl in Goa.
Marvellous.
Grandpa, please act your age.
You are only a couple of days younger than God.
And, Mom, you.
Stop making it sound like a midnight X-rated movie
and come to the point.
Tell us your story. Come on.
As you wish, son.
Watch.
Help! Help!
Anybody there? Help! Help!
Old people, young people, children, anybody!
Help me!
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
I met Anthony Comesalves on a beach in Goa.
He was drowning in the sea.
And I saved his life.
But as he came around, he drowned again.
This time in my eyes.
We met every day on the same beach.
I love you, man.
Really?
I swear.
Swear on my neighbour Mrs. Braganza.
We decided to get married in a church.
I waited for him all day,
dressed in a wedding gown.
To kill time, I played tip-cat.
Munched on nuts.
Yawned.
But the fool never showed up.
He never showed up.
Hols.
There are people around. Don't cuss.
Hols.
I mean holidays, Mr. Kartar. Holidays.
As soon as my holidays ended, I left Goa and went to Delhi.
When I reached Delhi, I realised
Anthony had moved on
and put a bun in my oven.
I was pregnant, son.
Do you know what happened next?
No. What?
Watch.
I went to my family doctor, Kartar Singh,
for an abortion.
Doctor, I want to let go of this child.
Ms. Satwant Kaur, you don't need to worry.
Dr. Kartar is a specialist in letting children go.
And it's not a tough job at all.
It's pretty easy.
Look... you must raise the child
slowly like this.
And let him go.
You let him go.
Remember to keep a 6-inch thick mattress below.
To protect the child from any injury.
The child is inside me.
I want to get rid of it.
I want to get an abortion.
Ms. Satwant Kaur,
children are a manifestation of God.
And God is meant for devotion,
not abortion.
But how can I raise this child without his father?
Fine.
I am prescribing some...
medications for you.
You must take it for the rest of your life.
"Will you marry me?"
Ms. Satwant Kaur,
I want to adopt this baby.
Please don't kill it.
Thank you.
That's the story, Sandy.
Sandy?
Oh, sorry.
I forgot to tell you.
Anthony said, if we had a son together,
then we'd call him Sandy.
-Sandy. -Sandy?
First Sahil,
then Sadiq, then Sukhi,
and now Sandy.
Sandy!
At this rate,
I will lose my mind.
Listen, Sandy.
Your fourth father
turned out to be a deserter.
Here's what you do.
Say "pee".
Pee.
Forget this wedding.
Wait a minute, "pee" and "wedding"...
Listen, everything need not rhyme.
This is not a joke.
Goodbye.
Let's go.
Popsi. Wait a minute, Popsi.
You haven't met Sandy's new father yet.
Sandy.
Popsi, maybe he had a genuine reason. Right?
Maybe his father Anthony is a great man.
Well, he is a human after all.
Maybe he erred, but we should find out.
No. No.
Don't say no, Popsi.
Come on, Popsi, for my sake.
Please.
-Sah "aah". -Aah.
To find your father, off we go to Goa.
Okay. Off we go?
He said yes!
Hello, friends.
A boy has set out with his clueless girlfriend,
brainless friend, hopeless mother,
and harmless father for Goa
to find his fourth father, Anthony.
♪ We are the guys in disguise ♪
What is this, Balwan?
I can't see a thing.
Do you see how clever I am, Malik?
No one will know
we are going to Goa to kill Sahil's father.
Idiot!
And Chaupala had to show up
to see what kind of father Sandy had cooked up.
Brij Kishor set out for Goa as well.
After Balwan.
Because Balwan was after Sandy's life.
Driver, stop wasting time.
Start driving. We've to head to Goa.
DELHI-MUMBAI-GOA
In the name of God!
♪ We are off to Goa ♪
♪ And we will eat quinoa ♪
♪ Goa-Goa-Goa-Goa ♪
Let's check every nook and corner of Goa to find Anthony.
Let's ring the bell of every house and ask.
Shut up. Ring every doorbell.
Wait.
"Anthony!"
Yes?
Wait a minute.
That rascal Anthony always said one thing.
Swear on my neighbour Braganza.
So it's very simple.
Look for an Anthony whose neighbour is Braganza.
Mom, we found Anthony.
Where?
No. Look here.
D'Cunha.
Kartar.
I am tired.
We can't seem to find that idiot Anthony
or his neighbour Braganza.
Satwant, I guess we have to send an application to God.
Let's pray.
-Lord-- -Hey, man.
Are you looking for Anthony-Braganza together?
Anthony. Braganza.
Get lost!
Bro, we found Braganza.
Thank you, Jesus.
Oh, yes check his neighbour.
Gomez.
I'll end up in a coffin trying to find my fourth father.
Mother Mary, please help me.
Look, I had a word with God,
spoke to Allah and
and shared my feeling with the Guru.
Now I am here to chit-chat with You.
Please, Mother Mary.
Help me find my father.
Please tell me.
Say something.
Anything.
-Sandy. -Hallelujah.
Mother Mary. My mother.
Mom. What are you doing here?
-Your papa and I-- -Let me tell him.
-What's wrong, Papa?
Congratulations, son.
-Congratulations. -What happened?
Your mother and I worked very hard.
-Very good. -And finally,
Mother Mary has blessed us.
Son, it's good news.
I am trying to find my father.
And you two are busy trying to give me a sibling.
Hey... The good news is
we found Braganza and your father Anthony.
-You found father Anthony? -Yes.
-You found my father Anthony! -Yes.
Thank you, Mother Mary.
Father Anthony has been found! Father Anthony has been found!
Where do you think you are going?
I will WhatsApp you the address.
♪ Trucks have horns ♪
♪ Movies have John ♪
♪ Even Go Goa has Gone ♪
♪ Kidney has stones ♪
♪ Trucks have horns Movies have John ♪
♪ Even Go Goa has Gone Kidney has stones ♪
♪ Dogs have bones Sarees have chiffon ♪
♪ Karachi has a don ♪
♪ But who...who...who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
♪ Who is my pop? ♪
♪ Who is my daddy? ♪
Anthony?
Dear God, what are you up to?
Even I am a human being, and not some animal.
One surprise after another. So many surprises.
First my pop,
then father dearest,
then the Sardar,
my papa.
And finally,
I found my fourth father after so many hardships,
but did we have to meet like this? Dead.
"Father?"
Bro, he is my father.
And who are you?
Bro, he's my real father.
And you are my brother,
just from another mother.
My mother was your father's lover,
but she was undercover.
But now that we are all together, look at him.
He is in a Christian bier.
Bravo.
Nice rhyming.
Within the metre.
Thank you.
Father. Father.
Yes, my son.
Thank God.
Sandy's father has finally been found.
Marvellous.
Why will Father be found?
I was never lost.
Yes. He can be found in a church.
He's a church father.
That's not it.
I am a Father outside the church too.
The market, temple, mall.
I know. I know.
This guy... He is my real father.
My late father.
Exactly. Sorry for being late.
I am a late Father.
You...
Excuse me, man.
-Is Anthony your father? -Yes, he is my late father.
Then you have to give me my money.
-Mine too. -And me.
-Me too.
And traditionally,
the son has to repay his father's debts.
Your father borrowed money from us all his life.
And his son Bobby is broke like him.
So you must pay all his debts.
Okay, how much?
-My Rs.50,000 -Mine Rs.10,000
-My Rs.15,000 -Mine Rs.10,000
-My Rs.5,000 -Mine Rs.100,000...
Which I have to collect from someone else.
Wait just a minute.
Look, I can pay your money.
But how do I know you are telling the truth?
And there are no inconsistencies in your numbers.
If only my father was alive
and confirmed that he owed you money,
then I would have thrown the money in your face.
I am alive, man.
-Hallelujah! -What hallelujah?
This idiot almost gave me a heart attack.
Shameless, worthless, illiterate.
Grandpa, talk to my father with respect.
-Father... -Yes?
-You are alive. -Always.
Why were you lying in the coffin?
You see, son.
I didn't have money to pay them back.
So I had to pretend I was dead.
I swear on my neighbour Mrs. Braganza.
-I swear. -I see.
Don't worry about it.
-4G, come here. -We have Wi-Fi, not 4G.
-Be quiet. -Here I am.
Come here. This is my ATM card.
Get the money from the ATM,
and pay every penny back. Go on.
Be it Papa's or Grandpa's, I will pay every penny back.
You are such a sweet boy.
Now that's what you call a son.
Sukhi. Sukhi.
I sent Kartar to get Pihu and her father.
They should know that your real father...
has been found.
Anthony.
Satwant dear.
Oh, Satty.
-Satty? -Yes.
During daytime, he used to call me Satwant Kaur.
And on romantic nights,
he would call me Satty.
Sat...
Rascal!
This bird brain deserted me on our wedding day!
Curse you!
Forget all that, Mom.
Let go of the past.
Let's settle down, so I can settle down.
Shut up!
You want to settle this idiot?
He is a traitor.
He is a pain in the--
I was waiting for him in the church,
but this rascal never showed up!
Wait.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Bro, don't make it spicy.
Add potatoes, onions,
the sweet chutney and a sprinkle of lemon juice,
and prepare an awesome snack.
-What is wrong with him? -Nothing is wrong.
He must have switched to pause mode
while eating snacks outside.
Brij, why did you come to Goa?
Balwan is coming to kill Sahil.
The father has to show up
to break up the fight between the two brothers.
Bro.
Malik-Balwan are coming this way with their guns,
looking for Father.
Who is looking for me?
Here I am.
Allah, I've heard that you summon good guys early.
Is he not a good guy, Lord?
Are you guys done?
Papa Anthony
now you must really pretend to be dead.
-Play dead. -But why will I pretend
to be dead again?
Otherwise, Malik-Balwan will really kill you.
-Play dead. -Come on, guys.
He has to pretend he's dead,
and we must pretend to cry.
Okay. Cry!
Wow!
The snack was awesome!
Loved it, dude.
Malik and Balwan are coming.
Start crying. Quickly.
It was a combination of discernment and concern.
He discerned that Malik and Balwan are coming.
And concern for this woman
who has lost her old lover.
She is unable to cry.
She can fall sick if she doesn't cry.
Cry, my love.
Cry, my lovely sister. Cry your heart out.
Cry.
Quiet!
Absolutely quiet.
Is this a drama?
Uncle, do you think we are stupid?
Mr. Brij Kishore Trivedi,
you have been exposed.
He is my father, Mr. Malik.
I know him very well.
He reacts 10 seconds late to everything.
Am I reacting late?
No, no, no, don't cry.
Don't be so harsh with the dead.
Look, let's just pray for the dead and leave.
Yes.
Mr. Malik.
-His eyes were closed. -Exactly.
-How is it open now? -How?
His eyes were always open.
Were your eyes closed, mister?
His final wish
was to see the world as he perishes.
So we had it opened.
Basically, he was a very eye-opener type of guy.
Huh?
Wait a minute.
-He wasn't smiling before. -Yes!
He would always keep humming.
Everyone arrives crying,
but the one who exits laughing will be Anthony.
Poor guy is no more. You should leave too.
We all have to die one day.
What are you doing?
-Rat. -Where is the rat?
Rat! Rat! Rat!
He is alive.
Out of my way. Out of my way.
Hey!
We won't spare this father.
But no one has caught me yet, son.
How will you let me go then?
-Out of my way, boys. -Balwan.
Stop, son. Or you will regret it.
I will count to three.
One...
He's stuck. Statue.
Father, statue.
Father...
How will I wear bracelets?
That reminds me,
if Sandy's father Anthony isn't found,
then Rani will get a chance.
And even if he's found, Malik-Balwan will kill him.
How can you eat with so much stress?
Can we eat stress instead of food?
Point.
-Get lost. -Let me eat.
Go back down. Do you want to die?
"Kriti Sanon's sister joins films?"
Anthony's son.
Caught you.
Leave me.
Anthony.
Anthony, come out.
If you want to see your son alive, then come out.
-Oh, Jesus, he's my adopted son. -Don't let him go.
Hold on. I am coming out.
Don't shoot him.
What the hell, man!
What have you got against me?
I don't even know you.
We have nothing against you.
It's against your son.
What have I done?
Not you, your other son.
We know him as Sahil, and you know him as Sandy.
And his father will pay for his deeds.
Yes.
Then go kill his father.
Why are you after my life?
I claimed to be his father to escape my creditors.
I swear to God,
the truth is I am not his father.
I am not Sandy's father.
Not his father!
You are not his son.
Sultan is not your father!
Because I am not Sukhi's father.
I am not Sandy's father.
Not his father!