Cancer Bitch!
Ouch!
I am fighting cancer,
Ouch!
Stop being ridiculous!
Ouch!
You're calling me a sick person?
There you are! I've been looking for you.
Grandma, look, Aunt Maya!
She kept on bullying me.
She kept going on and on.
I won't be bullied!
Cancer Bitch!
You should shut the fuck up!
Cancer Bitch!
You can't bully me!
Cancer Bitch!
You should shut the fuck up!
Cancer Bitch!
You can't bully me!
Cancer Bitch!
Ouch!
Hello?
Uh... Bulbul?
You have cancer?
Why didn't you tell us?
Ask her when did she learn... about cancer?
Bittu wants to know when you were diagnosed with cancer.
If you need any help... I mean...
Ask her whether she is still undergoing treatment.
Mom? How old is Aunt Maya?
Uh... Bulbul?
Stop this nonsense. Just give me the phone.
Here, talk to your mom.
Bulbul?
Mumma?
Bulbul...
How are you?
I am fine.
How are you?
Your treatment's going well?
Yes...
It's going well.
Is your doctor any good?
We are good friends.
We...
We would like to meet you.
Why don't you text Bittu your address?
We'll catch a train today itself.
No, you...
you don't need to come here. I'll come there.
I'll come home.
She says she is coming home.
Can she fly home?
But her doctor, her treatment... They are all based there.
How can she come here?
May I? Can I talk to her for a second?
Uh...
Bulbul?
Wait.
Bulbul,
I wanted to apologise to you.
I had blocked your number for ten years.
It's okay, Papa. You don't need to apologise.
Please, don't cry.
It's okay.
Come back, kiddo.
Just hurry back.
I'm coming, Papa.
So in a nutshell, I want to sue my oncologist!
I want to sue him on the basis of negligence towards proper diagnosis.
- Yeah? - Yup.
I mean, can you believe it, M?
What is it? Can't you see that we're in a middle of a meeting?
I am so sorry. Mr. Sameer is here to see Miss... Amaira.
Yeah, they're right on time. Send them in.
Okay, so that Mr. Sameer is his lawyer, that dickhead doctor.
They're here. We'll beat the pants off them.
Of course, we'll beat the pants off them.
- Yeah. Yeah. - We have to make them pay.
Amaira, it doesn't work like that.
We need to go into the proper case history.
Zaina, we'll handle it. We'll figure it out.
We'll beat the pants off them.
Hello, Zaina.
Amaira, is this your oncologist?
Hi, Maya.
You both know each other?
- Yes. - No.
Okay, coming straight to the point,
Dr. Punit thinks this is nothing but a publicity stunt,
and the allegations hold no truth.
- And--- - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Um, how do you both know each other?
Well... I'm her doctor.
I'm so sorry, M.
Excuse me.
You can ask her that we've taken care of all our patients.
So, Maya is all done with her treatment?
That's not even relevant, Zaina.
You know, it could be relevant.
Uh Doctor, what line of treatment is Maya receiving at your clinic?
Excuse me? Hold on.
This is about me. Why are we talking about Maya?
Exactly! This is Amaira's time.
- We should talk about Amaira! - Yeah.
We are talking about Amaira.
I just want to know
whether Maya had the same line of treatment Amaira had.
They had to undergo surgeries?
Please answer the question.
Doctor, please answer the question.
- Um... - Yes?
Yes, Amaira did.
But Maya didn't.
What about immunotherapy, chemotherapy?
Amaira did...
That means no.
Doctor, does Maya have cancer?
She... she had a...
She... she's cancer--
DON'T... answer that.
You don't have to answer that, Punit.
Oh, fuck!
You don't have cancer.
You never had cancer!
What are you saying, Zaina? You're just...
You don't know what you are talking about.
I am saying that you are a Fake Fucking Fraudster.
You forged the documents in the Meeshu Chawla case.
I knew it! I so knew it!
And you are the one who set the cabin on fire.
You know Sahil was right about you!
Sahil, that fucking cokehead?
- You have no proof. - Yes, there's no proof.
We don't know whether he used coke or 7up, right?
You are still defending him.
What is your defence, Maya? Huh?
What is your defence?
Do you have cancer?
Do you have cancer, huh?
- Do you? - What the F, M? What is she saying?
Maya, answer the question.
You have cancer, right?
Answer the question!
M, I am asking you something.
- Answer the bloody question. - Hello!
You have cancer, right?
-So just tell her. - Maya!
- MAYA! - Oh, my God M, just tell her.
You have cancer, right?
Maya, answer the question!
She's asking you something. Just tell her.
What's wrong with you?
Tell her. NOW!
I don't... have cancer.
I knew it!
- I knew it! - Fucking Fake Fraudster! I knew it.
What? What do you mean you don't have cancer?
It's true.
What the fuck, M?
But the truth is...
even you don't have cancer.
What?
Amaira, you...
are an accomplished entrepreneur,
a social media sensation.
And I am...
- Who am I? Who am I? - A lawyer?
I'm a kickass lawyer.
Aren't you tired?
Why is our identity restricted
to labels like 'Cancer Patient', 'Victim', 'Survivor'?
Aren't you fed up?
I am fed up.
Yeah!
I want more. I wanna...
I wanna get married.
I want children.
I wanna be a mother.
I wanna grow old and I wanna see them grow old.
Yeah.
I want to live.
Cancer wants us to feel small.
Very small.
But I don't wanna cry.
- No. - No.
I wanna laugh. I wanna...
laugh so hard that cancer frickin' just...
goes away!
I'm... I'm with you.
I'm... I'm 100% with you.
- I'm so with you. - What?
You know...
let's tell the world.
I am Maya.
I am a lawyer.
I am a human being.
And from today, I wanna believe...
that I don't have cancer.
Yeah.
I am Amaira.
I'm an entrepreneur.
- I am in love, - Yes!
and I don't have cancer.
NO ONE HAS CANCER!
We don't have cancer.
No one has cancer.
We don't have cancer.
Even I don't have cancer!
- Sir? - Oh, what the fuck?
Let's go guys, cops are here!
Party's over, kids!
Do you have permission for this, huh?
You don't, do you? Arrest them all.
Spare no one.
Come on! Let's go, kids!
SCRAM!
Have you seen Aggu?
Where's Aggu?
Aggu!
AGGU!
Get in the... We need to get in the car.
- Jay! Jay... give me the keys. - No. It's mine...
- Hand me the keys. - No.
- Just trust me, Aggu is the only one... - I can drive.
- Aggu, here, you are driving. - No, no, no.
- Just take the keys. AGGU, you drive. - No.
Aggu, we cannot drive under the influence. Just take the keys.
Papa, tell Uncle Chugh, this time,
I'm the one who is getting him chocolates.
Don't ask me why. Just tell him that.
- Will do. - Excuse me?
Hi!
Hi.
Papa, I'll call you back.
Bitch, right?
Sorry?
Aren't you the one
who believes that laughter can chase cancer away?
Weren't you the one who said that?
Hi, I am Nandita.
I'm a student.
And I aspire to be a standup comedian.
I love making people laugh.
Well, I used to.
It's been a year since I made anyone laugh.
Cancer has sucked all the laughter out of my life.
Cancer is a real-life Dementor, Maya.
Like the Dementors in Harry Potter?
Exactly!
Now tell me, how can I make people laugh with the 'sucker' in my life?
How nice it feels when you can make others laugh!
Very nice indeed.
Maya, I also wanna fight back for my real self.
I want to be like you.
I don't want to be scared of cancer.
I don't want to be a cancer victim or survivor.
I DON'T HAVE CANCER!
You don't have cancer.
Miss Maya Ahuja?
Yes?
You are under arrest.
You have been charged under IPC 120B for conspiracy,
and IPC 279, 304A for causing death by negligence.
-What?!! -We've special permission to arrest you.
Let's go.
- But... - Come along.
Hurry up.
My phone...
- Maya?! - What? - Where are you taking her?
You don't have to fear cancer, Nandita.
Keep moving.
- Listen... - Come on.
- You need to fight cancer. - Come on.
You need to defeat cancer. You want to defeat cancer, don't you?
- Keep moving. Let's go. - YOU DON'T HAVE CANCER!
- Madam, please. - What... what are you doing?
- Listen... listen, Nandita! - Please get in.
YOU DON'T HAVE CANCER!
- YOU DON'T HAVE CANCER! - Come on.
Let's go.
I can't believe we got away.
Shut the fuck up, Maya!
You and your shenanigans! Karma's bound to get you back.
What's got your knickers in a knot?
Don't touch me with those filthy hands, Maya.
- You are a bitch. - Shut up! Stop the fucking car
and get out.
Get out.
Hey...
you are allowed here just because you're Mayo's lowlife friend.
So, you better watch your tongue,
or I'll kick your ass to the fucking curb, where you fucking belong.
Fucking street urchins.
You are no better, Miss Goody-Two-Shoes.
You pretend to be posh and progressive,
but you have no ounce of decency in you.
And you are right, I don't belong here.
I would never treat my best friend like a maid,
Oh, stop it.
And I am definitely not okay with her sleeping with my boyfriend.
What?
- Let's go. - Maya, what did he say?
- You hear me what I said! - What did he say?
- But why did he... What did you say? - You heard me!
What the fuck do you think...
- ...you're saying? You have any idea? - You heard what I said!
You know what I'm talking about.
You heard me what I said.
He's just gabbling.
What? You didn't know?
You didn't know that she sleeps with your boyfriend?
Sleeps with my boyfriend? Who the fuck do you think you are?
If you wanted to keep it a secret,
you should've locked the bathroom door,
- Mayo, what is he talking about? - when you were giving him a blowjob!
- What! - I was right there outside the bathroom looking at you!
What are you saying?!!
- Why aren't you answering now? - Mayo?
I was waiting for you right there!
Why did he say that? Look at me!
What the fuck was he talking about, Mayo?
He is just bullshitting. Aggu doesn't know shit.
Why did he say that then if it wasn't true?
- Just relax. - Just reverse. I want to talk to him.
- Just calm down. - Just take the car back I need to talk to him.
- He was lying. He doesn't know shit. - What was he saying?
Take the fucking car back! I want to ask him why he said that.
Seriously! It's nothing.
- Mayo, why aren't you taking me back?! - Just relax, Jay.
RELAX, Jay!
Rohit?
- ROHIT! - Yes?
Rohit, were you in the bathroom with Mayo today?
Rohit, tell me the truth.
Were you with here in the bathroom... Rohit!
- ROHIT! - Rohit, be quiet.
- Rohit! - Shut up. - Yes, we were, Mayo...
Rohit, were you in the bathroom with Mayo today?
- What... - Yes, we were, Maya.
Who the fuck do you think you are, Mayo?
Who the fuck do you think you are
that you can fucking even touch my boyfriend?
No listen, listen, I was just trying to help.
- How could you... - Your problems are my problems, right?
Yeah?
That's not what it fucking means, you fucking psycho!
You think you were helping me by giving him a blowjob, huh?!
What is wrong with you?! How is that even logical?!
Jay, Jay, Jay!
She didn't blow me.
- She was stroking me. Right? - Shut up.
You know what? Really, I don't even...
- No, listen. - I don't even know
- who you fucking are anymore, Mayo! - Listen to me,
it was just completely mechanical.
It meant nothing. That's all.
You fucking psycho, you need to stay in your fucking lane, and you...
- Listen Jay, don't judge... - Don't touch my fucking things.
Don't! Just stop it!
- I said DON'T touch my fucking things! - What are you doing?
Rohit?
Rohit!
Oh, God!
Rohit! Rohit! Rohit!
Rohit! Papa, I...
- Rohit... - Rohit is dead. He is dead.
Just calm yourself, Jhilmil. Calm down.
You will be charged under 304A.
They can also charge you for culpable homicide, dear.
No! No, NO! They cannot, Papa.
That Bitch was driving. I wasn't driving.
It wasn't my fault! It was her fault!
You told me that your hands were on the wheel.
Yeah, but...
1994, Khattar versus Bhatia was in favour of the driver.
She's not going to let you get away easy.
Control your emotions or you won't have a life left.
Are you under the influence?
We all... we all were.
Now listen to me carefully.
My name and reputation can't get dragged through the mud.
And... you also need to be NOT on the crime scene.
So, we either save all of us or you won't have a future left.
What must I do?
Listen,
no one must ever know about this.
Got it?
Got it.
And get this,
if you ever show me your face again, even by mistake,
I'll fuck you up.
For good.
She'd said she was on her way.
I've been trying to reach her but my calls are going unanswered.
She is not coming.
You did this, huh?
Hmm? You did this, didn't you, Sahil?
I told you,
if I ever saw you again I would have to fuck you up.
And now I have to.
Just like a flower, we bloom,
Only to fucking
wither away one day,
But fear not, for I was born to spread my fragrance
and shall not perish until I see that day.