The remake rights of Kamal: The Fire, Part-One
-are mine too now. -But I have those rights.
Verbally yours. Right, Saajan-ji?
This three-film deal that we have...
It's time to nullify it.
(Mahika) 1857 is not happening. We have nothing left.
(Armaan) Mandy,
our PR team is drafting a statement.
That we both are back together.
I love you so much
that I got rid of the baby.
Happy?
Sorry, I let you down.
Who said it's over?
It didn't take you too long to dump your girlfriend for me, huh?
Quite the love triangle, huh?
(Saajan) Raghu Khanna is as much an enemy to you
as he is to me.
It's the auspicious occasion of Diwali. Please come over.
I'm sending across a ticket.
I look forward to meeting you.
(fireworks bursting)
(people chattering)
(man) Happy Diwali!
(woman) Happy Diwali, everyone!
(Hindustani music playing)
(fireworks bursting)
This way, ma'am. Welcome, sir.
-(man 1) Move aside, everyone. -(cameraman) Sir, one smile!
-(man 2) Saajan sir, Saajan sir! -Move to the side, please.
Saajan sir, one picture, please.
(Saajan) Mahika-ji
Thank you very much for coming.
Welcome.
Thank you.
Please meet my team.
-Deven bhai and Prithvi. -(Saajan) Good evening.
But why are you sitting here?
No, no, no.
That is where you belong. Please come.
Um...
Let your subordinates stay here.
What will they do sitting there?
-(Saajan) Ajit! -(Ajit) Yes, sir?
-Please attend to them. -(Ajit) Yes, sir!
Please. Please come.
Enjoy yourself. Please come with me.
(grave music)
(man 1) Hello, hello! 1, 2, 3, mic check. Hello, hello!
-(microphone disturbance) -(music stops)
I wish all of you prosperity and happiness this Diwali.
We are about to present a stunning act, just for you.
Something you have never seen before!
A smashing entry that could give any superstar a run for their money.
Hold onto your seats and get ready to roll!
A star is born!
(crowd screams) Montu!
Montu, Montu, Montu!
-(riveting music) -(motorcycle whirrs)
(music turns intense)
(motorcycle revs)
(whistles)
(music intensifies)
(man 2) What a star! You rock, brother!
(man 3) Montu, my man!
(woman 1) Montu, you rock!
(crowd cheering, clapping)
(man 4) Montu bhai! Tiger is done and dusted! He's history, man!
(woman 2) Montu, I love you!
(announcer) Dear friends,
I would now like to invite Saajan Morarka to the stage
to say a few words.
(people cheering, whistling)
(clapping dies down)
A very happy Diwali to all of you.
One could say
that in a way,
today my son, Montu, is reborn.
He was first born when he came into this world.
And today he is reborn
as he launches into the skies
of this mystical world of Bollywood.
And to facilitate this launch further into space,
we have a special guest with us tonight.
The owner of Viktory Studios,
Mahika Nandy.
-Please come on stage. -(tense music)
(man) What a moment, Mahika-ji!
(crowd clapping)
(cheering, clapping)
I extend my heartfelt gratitude to you. Welcome!
Would you like to say something?
Please.
No problem, let it be.
(Saajan clears throat)
When an industry that is meant for dreamers
crushes those very dreams,
it pains me.
And in order to fix these wrongdoings,
we are taking a stand.
Clean up Bollywood.
And supporting me in this endeavour
is my partner,
Mahika Nandy-ji!
Very soon,
"Victory"
will be ours.
-(cameras clicking) -(crowd cheering, clapping)
Thank you.
(music rises)
(riveting opening music)
(music fades out)
(Zico) Look at this transaction. It's not from this account.
Come on, Shinde bhau. Why are you wasting my time?
Tell your friend Saajan
that it takes a lot of stamina to spend a night with me.
Not like he has any.
I'll tire the idiot out.
But as for RKP,
(clicks teeth)
you won't get what you're looking for.
Go on. Drink the coffee while it's hot!
(clears throat)
Zico, my man.
Tell them about this expensive coffee of yours.
What is it made of again?
Sir, it's made from elephant poop.
(spits)
-(chuckling) -(spits)
(Zico cackling softly)
What are you laughing at?
Huh?
Get up. Come with me!
Come!
It seems they're still interrogating Raghu.
-Hmm? -(footsteps approaching)
(distant fireworks bursting)
I have a three-film deal proposal for you.
Where Regal Star deserted you
is where I'll pick it all up again.
I will bear all your losses
and reap your profits in return.
It's my promise to you.
Thank you, Saajan-ji.
I wish to have your support
-in taking forward Viktory's vision. -Yes, absolutely.
There are some scripts that we're eager to produce.
Instead of 1857,
we'll have to start a newer and bigger film.
Hmm. Yes.
Basically, we were thinking that,
since we already have a bunch of scripts ready,
we can kickstart work at the earliest.
You seem to think a lot.
Hmm?
Let her think.
(tense music builds)
(Saajan) Mahika-ji... (clears throat)
My films will be pure.
Unadulterated.
And well within the boundaries of our culture.
This is what I have imbibed in Montu as well.
Montu?
Show them your moves.
I'll be right back.
And I'm back!
(firework bursts comically)
Wow!
(footsteps approaching)
What is the plan exactly?
We'll tell you the plan.
You just need to write it.
Pass him a notepad, please.
That's okay. I'll manage.
The plan is such that
all of us together
will launch Montu
in three films.
We have the scripts ready.
We just...
need you to say yes.
(music rises)
Fantastic!
Fantastic idea!
Yeah.
Yeah, quite a fantastic idea.
I have other ideas as well
that I would like to discuss with you.
Prithvi, can you--
Let the creative decisions be our problem to solve.
We will manage it.
You just need to let your beauty do all the talking.
Speak to the press.
Smile a little.
I have called for a press conference.
There will be a media presence.
Please come there.
We can make the announcement.
Who is it?
(cell phone rings)
(clears throat)
Hmm.
There are a few discrepancies in the accounts.
Not just in Raghu Khanna Pictures,
but Viktory Studios too.
I'll work something out.
I have a lead.
I'll try to crack it.
Okay.
So...
We need a little time
to think it over.
(Saajan grunts)
Just sign the deal.
It'll give you a sense of relief.
(music intensifies)
(man) Where is Screw Dheela's audit file?
(Zico) I've spoken to that idiot. He won't bother us now.
The raid is over. You can relax now.
(firework bursts)
(Montu) Thank you so much for coming.
You and I really have a similar vibe, Mahika.
I'm glad you came.
In fact, I was going to ask you to stay a little longer.
Let him leave.
You stay back.
That's a no for sure.
(Montu chuckles)
Dad always says that a "no" really means "yes."
You know what they say,
a girl never really means it when she refuses an offer.
New ideals will be a good look on you with your new career, Montu.
(Montu) Uh!
You know what else would look good?
You and I,
you know?
-Together for-- -(Prithvi) Aye, listen up!
-(Mahika) Excuse me? -Get going.
-(Mahika) Prithvi... -Go back inside. It's late.
-Leave, I said. -Prithvi, it's fine.
It was nice meeting you. I will call you soon. Thank you.
You better do.
Aye, take care of my girl.
(Prithvi) Are you serious?
-(tense music builds) -(car door shuts)
Did you really have to stop me?
Prithvi, this is not the right time.
When is the right time?
What am I even doing here?
Should I start printing wedding cards for you two?
Do you not understand what's happening here?
Everything is at stake.
Everything rests on this deal.
What deal? Come on!
A deal with this middle school dropout?
You know anyone else in the market who'll give us a deal right now?
We need to swallow our egos
and keep our views and opinions aside,
and just go ahead with this.
This is not about ego.
You saw it for yourself.
Didn't you see how he spoke to me?
-It doesn't bother you-- -Fuck it, man!
It doesn't matter right now!
What matters is the situation we are in right now.
It's not about that asshole!
What really matters to you, then?
I'll tell you what is important to you.
Money and power.
That's all.
You know what I realised?
No matter the kind of guy Raghu was,
at least, he had the balls to stand up for something.
(introspective music)
Yes.
Why are you still standing here?
Hmm?
Go run back to Raghu.
Go.
I'm going.
I've already spoken to Raghu.
I want him to produce my film.
Not you.
I can't believe this.
-What did you just say? -You just don't get it, Mahi.
You know what the truth is?
You fucking deserve Raghu,
and Raghu deserves you!
Maybe I do.
And let me just clarify this.
You and I...
We were over a while ago.
I slept with Satya.
So, fuck you!
Okay?
(Prithvi scoffs sadly)
Wow.
(music turns melancholic)
(breathes out shakily)
(music intensifies)
(Bubbles) Okay, Yasmin. We are going to go live.
We have done this before. You know the drill.
No foul language. No fucks, no shits.
Don't comment on any controversies or rumours.
Stay away from politics and commenting on politicians. Okay?
-And smile. -(woman) Which one looks good?
(man) The inlet is ready, right?
(Bubbles) Oh, great, we have dresses. Just lay them out.
-(introspective music) -(notification bell ringing)
Oh, fuck! Check your phone!
I've sent it to you. Check.
-(woman) Okay, okay. -Hey, bro! Look at this!
(notification pops)
(music turns dark)
(man whispers) This is too much.
(Bubbles) Y-Yasmin, we can do the live some other day.
Actually, you don't worry about this.
They'll ask uncomfortable questions
-and this is just asking for negati-- -Put me on live.
Now.
Yasmin, please think this over.
I don't think this is a good idea.
Hello, everyone.
How are you guys?
I hope you are happy.
It's been a while since we spoke.
I've been wanting to say something
but couldn't bring myself to say it.
I never had the courage.
It takes years to build up courage,
and a split second to shatter it.
I have to tell you guys because...
who else do I really have
who will listen to what I have to say?
I am Alia.
Not Yasmin.
(sucks teeth)
I am from a town called Gomti Nagar in Lucknow.
Not London.
(exhales shakily)
Shit, that wasn't so bad.
I feel lighter after confiding in you.
(notification bell dings)
Fuck.
(Yasmin) I'm from a small town.
But my dreams were big.
With each passing second,
-my dreams kept shattering. -Zico bhai.
-There's such loneliness in this industry. -Fuck!
The ones you love,
they too desert you eventually.
I'm reluctant to speak the truth.
But I can no longer stay quiet.
That photo...
the one that you all saw,
it's true.
I did get an abortion.
I got rid of my child.
Just like that.
-(melancholic music) -(inhales sharply)
I went in,
and I came out.
That's it!
Quick and easy.
I always thought
that when I finally speak the truth,
nobody would stand by me.
But thank you.
I know you guys are there
to hear my truth.
To hear Alia's truth.
(notification dings)
I feel like I can finally breathe now.
(exhales)
HER BABY MAY HAVE BEEN PLASTIC TOO.
YOU WHORE!!!
(music turns intense)
(notification dings)
Are you seeing this?
-FORGET ABORTION, JUST DIE. -What are you guys saying?
You guys...
No.
You guys don't deserve the truth.
You all are really cussing me out?!
Come on, guys! At least think before you write such nonsense!
DO YOU CHARGE BY THE HOUR?
-SHUT UP, YOU WHORE! -You... (breathing heavily)
Go call your mother a whore, you fucking asshole!
(Bubbles whispers) Oh, shit!
(music intensifies)
What did you just do, Yasmin?
How are we going to fix this?
(Yasmin) Bubbles, get out.
I asked you not to engage with the trolls.
I said out.
What are you guys looking at? Out! Now!
-(Bubbles) Yasmin, try and listen. -Leave now.
-Understand that we should fix this. -Bubbles, not now.
Let me be here!
-Please leave! -Yasmin!
(Bubbles) Yasmin! (thumps on door)
(thumping persists)
(sad piano)
(notifications dinging)
-BOLLYWOOD'S BIGGEST SLUT! -GO WOO ANOTHER PRODUCER NOW.
What the heck is this? Huh?
(Zico) Bhai, Saajan is behind this.
He has paid these trolls to cause a mess.
Saajan is putting together an event. A press conference.
Just go there and forgive him for what happened.
You want me to suck up to that asshole?
Have you fucking lost it?
Bhai, it's only going to get messier.
This matter has reached Yasmin, Zico.
Let me show that fucker Morarka what I really am.
(intense music)
(car whirring)
(music catches beat)
(man) Look, he's here.
(Victor) If there was something you could change at Viktory Studios,
what would it be?
I want you to promise me.
You will always make cinema
that holds onto time in the grasp of your heart.
Cinema has never been just a business for me.
It's my religion.
(phone ringing)
(ringing persists)
(man) What the hell! Even Mr. Bachchan doesn't make us wait this long.
Why is this not adding up?
(music turns suspenseful)
I know.
It's quite an unusual collaboration.
But the media and the market are buzzing.
Viktory and Royal Grande's alliance isn't just beneficial to me,
but for us both, Jitesh.
You were speaking about goodwill, right?
We have more goodwill today
than VK ever did.
DAILY NEWS VIKTORY STUDIO FINDS ITS MESSIAH
Now the board won't be hesitant to finance us, right?
(Jitesh) I think this is enough to convince the board.
And one more thing,
Viktory is still alive and kicking.
(music intensifies)
(news anchor) Welcome to KVC24 News.
We have with us today
Bollywood's most renowned producer,
Raghu Khanna.
He has something special to share with us today.
So over to you, Mr. Khanna.
(tense music)
(Raghu) You guys must be wondering what I'm doing here today.
What brings me here?
What took me so long?
But today I come in defence not just of myself
but of the most defamed workplace.
Yes, you heard that right. Bollywood is indeed a workplace.
People often forget this. And sometimes so do I.
When your work becomes your passion,
it's natural to think of it as a way of life.
(people whispering)
All day, every day, 24x7...
it's only making films and... more films
It doesn't just become a way of life;
it becomes your life.
And sometimes,
some people
try to destroy that life.
It's strange that today Yasmin is facing such attacks.
Her songs and videos are going viral, but...
people are abusing and ridiculing her.
But behind these attacks and abuses,
there is someone with an agenda.
A bigger hand at play.
People like Saajan Morarka
only know how to cash in on miseries.
Saajan,
if you have the balls,
come fight me face to face.
Stop hiding behind your fake followers.
You've been dancing to your own tune for quite some time.
Now, it's my turn to make you dance.
I will whoop you so hard
you'll remember my name for years to come.
Also, if anything happens to Yasmin,
you won't know what's gonna come your way.
(suspenseful music)
(music turns tense)
(music intensifies)
(music mellows out)
(melancholic music)
And, Yasmin...
I love you, my baby.
I am repenting for my mistakes.
I am trying to be a better person.
I love you and...
I'm really, really sorry.
(intense music)
Raghu, someone might see us.
(Raghu) I don't give a fuck!
Did you forget where I picked you up from?
You can't act to save your life and don't have an iota of talent!
You love me? Then, do me a favour.
Get rid of it.
(music rises)
Forgive me if you can.
(screen shatters)
(music fades out)
(introspective music)
(music turns bittersweet)
(phone ringing)
(ringing stops)
She didn't answer my call.
Dad.
She has humiliated me.
That bloody...
Everyone thinks they can take us for granted.
They treat us like a commodity.
First, that asshole of a son.
And now this slimy piece-of-shit granddotter.
It feels like VK is sitting up there in heaven
and playing a mean game against us, paying back some old rivalry.
Dad?
Dad.
It's not "granddotter."
It's "granddaughter."
(suspenseful music builds)
(vehicles honking)
(footsteps approaching)
(Shinde) Check all the cabins thoroughly.
(man) Okay, sir.
Move away from the computers.
Nobody leaves the room.
(Shinde) Stop all your work.
And nobody touches a thing unless we allow you to.
This is a raid by the Enforcement Directorate.
And we need your assistance and cooperation.
Where is Miss Mahika Nandy?
(woman) Turn off all your cell phones!
Nobody touches their bags!
Stand here quietly.
-You know VK's legacy. -(Shinde) Shut down everything!
-Shut everything! -Wait a second. I'll call you.
Excuse me?
What's happening? Who are you all?
Miss Mahika Nandy.
This is a raid by the Enforcement Directorate.
We are sealing Viktory Studios immediately.
This includes the premises and every document
belonging to the studio.
I have the court orders for the same.
You will have to come with us right away
to assist us with the enquiry. Come.
(in Marathi) Fast, fast, move fast!
Move fast!
Come!
(music dies down)
(Shinde) There are a few discrepancies in the accounts.
Not just in Raghu Khanna Pictures,
but Viktory Studios too.
I'll do something.
I have a lead.
I'll try to crack it.
Okay.
So...
(suspenseful music)
(Shinde) Look, Zico.
Nothing will happen to you.
Just speak.
Hmm.
(man in Marathi) Contact the Cyber Cell. They'll tell you.
Move fast!
Come on. Get going! Quick!
Move fast!
We haven't got all day! Hurry up!
(music intensifies)
(door shuts)
(reporter 1) Viktory Studios becomes the freshest target
in Saajan Morarka's new vindictive campaign of
"Clean Up Bollywood."
(reporter 2) The documents seized from RKP
have led to the unravelling of Viktory Studio's secrets.
(reporter 3) The time has finally come,
and Viktory Studios has been forced to shut down.
Yes, you heard that right.
Trapped in controversies,
stuck in the murky waters of financial misdoings,
documents being forged, discrepancies looming large
Viktory has become a shadow of what it once was.
Saajan Morarka has pulled the shutters down on Viktory Studios.
That motherfucker Morarka!
(reporter 4) The studio has been sealed.
Dreams and legacies have come crashing down.
And in all of this, the fans' hearts
have also been left shattered.
(car honking)
(car revs up)
(car door opens, shuts)
(music dies down)
You speak a big game but have no smarts to back it up. It's a shame, honestly!
You're a fucking disgrace!
Kids' toys would look far better in your hands!
And what about yours?
Forged documents?
Oh, that's cute.
That slimy asshole Saajan...
You were about to sell Viktory Studios to him!
Mahika, this place, this studio, I have built all of it!
It's my fucking baby!
And now you...
fucking killed it.
No, I have kept it alive!
You had destroyed this studio many years ago.
And you didn't even let me run it peacefully.
Fuck!
God knows what VK was smoking when he gave birth to your mother.
The very same shit when he gave birth to you.
Fucking hell.
God knows who all will take advantage of this.
(phone rings)
Mahika-ji.
I was just thinking of you.
How are you doing today?
-Fuck! -(phone crashes)
-Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! -(smashing phone)
Saajan, you motherfucking asshole!
Fuck! Fuck!
What do you think of yourself? You slimy motherfucker!
-Shut up! Fuck! -(slams phone)
(lighter clicks)
(heavy breathing)
(birds chirping)
It's an age-old proverb.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Whether you pick friendship or enmity,
it's up to you.
You and I.
We're not so different.
I'm not like you at all.
The blood that runs through my veins flows through your veins too.
There is someone
who has written this twisted fate.
VK had this old habit.
Pushing pawns to the battlefield,
just for a checkmate.
Both of us were so busy pulling each other down
-that we forgot-- -We forgot...
that we could have paved our own path.
A path that could have increased our probability of winning.
And you know what is more fun
than winning the game?
(riveting music builds)
(Mahika) Playing together.
(music intensifies)
(Mahika coughing)
(Raghu) Such a kid.
(musical crescendo)
(riveting music)
-(music fades out) -(phone ringing)
Hello?
(male voice) Baby.
(scoffs)
That's what he calls you, right?
Where is he now?
Hmm?
When you need him the most...
where is he?
He said it publicly on television too.
"One more thought..."
As if you are just an afterthought for him.
You know I never got along with Raghu
because I can never trust him.
He's a fucking backstabber
and an opportunist.
He tried to ruin me, but...
he couldn't stand by you either.
Really sad.
But no worries.
We will come back stronger.
I am going to Goa
with India's biggest action director.
I have a script for both of us.
And I will produce this film.
Trust me.
It's much better than that briefcase production
Agent Haseena.
So...
are you in...
baby?
Or do you just want to become a nobody?
The call is yours.
(music builds)
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