'Both of you love each other, right?'
'I'm not at all interested in Imtiaz.'
'Kainaat Sahni weds rude,
ill-mannered, loving, romantic,
Sufiyaan Abdullah.'
'Make sure you never break my heart.'
'This bitch is playing us.'
'You are a f*****g s**t.' - 'Sufi!'
'You f*****g w***e.'
'Since all these days, you were
inquiring who is richer.'
'Then, you will decide whom to marry!'
'That... Who is that? Yes, that secretary.'
'The one who slept with my dad and became his second wife.'
'This is for that night.'
Imi, what happened? Why are you standing here at this hour?
I'm exhausted. I'll go and sleep.
Didn't you sleep last night?
Is everything alright, son?
Yeah. Yeah! Everything is fine.
Wow!
This tacky employee has simplified our job, right, Andy?
The employee must get good increment. Okay?
This reporter has just
started the story.
Headlines are yet to be printed.
Call the owner. It's Kainaat's wedding. There's a lot of work to do.
Call him today itself. - Oh no!
Hi! My dear, you are awake!
I was waiting to talk to you since long back.
You haven't changed your dress yet.
Are you forgetting everything out of wedding excitement?
Come on. I'll show you something. Sit.
Look.
Do you remember? You were six years old.
After seeing our wedding photographs, you badly wanted
to wear this sari. Take it.
I'm fulfilling your wish. Take it.
She is overjoyed by the news of my marriage
no one can tell she was in a hospital recently.
I won't mind.
Will you have ginger tea? I'll prepare it.
Falak. Boil water. I'll be back.
Your mother has gone
insane out of happiness.
I never imagined that
daughter's wedding will be more effective than chemotherapy.
Just imagine. Look at her.
And this is all because of you.
Thank you. God bless you.
I'm sick and not deaf.
I can hear everything.
Come in and slice ginger.
I have to slice ginger. Yes. Coming.
No. Please. I don't want to drink the juice.
Listen. Listen! - No.
Oh, groom!
What's the matter, man?
Faru, look.
Both of them are so late
for breakfast.
I guess, last night they were celebrating for Imi's engagement.
Wild night, boys?
I mean...
Yeah. He was planning a wild night, but
I interfered.
Mom. Dad. I want to talk to both of you.
Look. Listen to me.
You are working
since you've come. It's your wedding. - Mom, please...
You need to concentrate a little bit on your wedding.
Choose an outfit now.
That's it. - Mom, listen to me first. - No.
Imi, don't say anything. Your game is over.
Now Dana will torture you till you get married.
Then, Kainaat will enter.
Anyway, she'll dominate you.
Your game is over, my dear.
Enough now, Faru. Stop it.
Imi. Imi. Check all this.
Choose one of these. Whatever you...
Mom, I'm not in a good mood. Listen to me.
Yeah. That sounds perfect for Imi.
Look, Imi. I've always listened to you.
Okay? Sometimes, you
go to African forests.
Sometimes, to villages in Ecuador.
You teach children there.
Now you've chosen a girl to marry.
And you aren't choosing outfits.
You know what, Sufi?
Why don't you choose outfits for your best friend?
After all, both of you always
like same things, right? - That's true.
He always likes what I love. Right?
Aunt, do this. Let Imi decide
what he wants to wear.
Because this might be the last time he can make a decision.
Because henceforth, decisions will be made
only by Kainaat.
My wife Kainaat!
Sufi, what are you doing? What the hell, man!
You misbehaved at the hotel last night. Now you are creating a scene here.
Sufi, listen. I'm talking to you. Answer me.
Actually...
I never leave
any job half done.
I like to chase the climax, bro.
So you want me to apologize
for yesterday?
I'm not going to do that because you
crossed all lines of indecency, Sufiyan.
Excuse me.
You know what? It's true that
love makes people blind.
Kainaat, your would-be-wife... You know where
she was all these days?
In my bed. With me. I thought she loved me.
But she is a f*****g w***e.
Stop your nonsense, Sufiyan. That's not Kainaat's nature.
Listen to me. There's a misunderstanding.
We must talk to Kainaat.
We can't blame each other. We don't have to do that.
Okay? Please understand that.
Tell me something.
If both of you liked each other
why didn't you tell me? - Did you tell?
How could I tell you, man!
I went with her just for a coffee.
And you created such a great scene.
Right then, I asked you.
Bro, do you like her?
And what was your f*****g answer?
Bro, no! I don't have any feelings for her, right?
How am I at fault in this case, Sufiyan?
Both of you f*****g hate each other, man!
In office, you pretend as if you
hate each other.
I like her. I don't know whether she likes me or no.
Go f*****g ask her.
Ask her. She listens to you, right?
We don't have to make this ugly, bro. - F**k off!
Listen, man.
F**k!
Kainaat, for whatever happened last night, I just...
No problem. Please leave from here.
I hadn't sent the proposal for you. And I still stand by it.
And I really don't talk to your
family, to you, to anyone about it. Please try to understand.
Please leave.
Do you...
Do you mean you never liked me?
Imtiaz, there's a difference
between liking someone and loving someone.
Please try to understand.
They are two different terms.
That means you love Sufi.
Sufi loves you.
I was so silly
and stupid to think that you like me.
I must talk to Sufi. There's a misunderstanding.
You won't talk to him.
You won't clear any misunderstanding.
He is Sufiyan.
He can sacrifice
his life for his love.
When he gets angry
he has no control over his words.
I detest him now.
He has no right to question my character.
And if you are still my friend
please stay out of this.
I respect your decision.
You are a really nice guy, Imtiaz.
Any woman will be lucky to have you.
Anyone.
But you.
What are you doing here?
Uncle Wasim, what is he doing here? Take him from here.
It's not easy
to forget you.
You are still in my head. Do you know that?
How could I f*****g let you go?
How? Tell me.
I want to talk to you regarding Kainaat. Come with me.
Come with me.
Mom, I want to talk to you.
All of you, please
go inside for a while.
Mom, I want to know
what exactly did you speak
when all of you went to Kainaat's house.
What kind of question is this, Imi?
It's a normal question, mom. I want to know
what exactly did all of you spoke to Kainaat's family.
About wedding proposal. - Are you sure?
Of course. That's what we spoke about.
We told them that we
are willing to get their daughter married
to our son. And they agreed.
Straight away.
Were they aware that it was this family's proposal?
Of course, Sufi.
Do you think we were speaking of Andy's wedding proposal?
Rashida too was with me. I asked her to speak.
Yes, Sufi. We went for Imtiaz's wedding proposal.
Sufiyan, there's some misunderstanding.
My mom never lies.
Let's party.
The movie I made has become a blockbuster.
You are too late, man.
Not able to make it happen. - Why are you fooling me?
When did you start making plans without me?
Anyways. No matter what it is, cancel it right now. Come with me.
F**k boys!
I'm not a tragic actress
to cry after a boy leaves me.
Two more.
F**k them.
F**k their money.
F**k their daddy issues.
Cheers!
Where is he going?
F**k, man!
What kind of a girl Kainaat Sahani is!
What's up, Sufi!
Sufi, my friends and I are partying. Come and join us, Sufi.
Yeah. Bye.
Oh no!
'I recorded a new twist of my revenge drama
with Kainaat and sent it to Sufi.'
You know what? - What?
Boys are like buses. They come
and go. But girls...
They are like bus stop.
Stays with you always.
I love you!
'Excuse me. Mr. and Miss Extra happy hormones.'
'This is a public place.' - 'This is my cubical.'
'Get a life.' - 'You great entitled f**k.'
'Ma'am, it's a free world. You may leave.'
'You f*****g w***e! Since all these days, you were
inquiring who is richer.'
'Then, you will decide whom to marry!'
'You are a f*****g s**t. This is for that night.'
Now you'll never meet that arrogant f****r.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry!
Sorry! Sorry! Sorry, guys!
Excuse me.
Hey! We met before?
Yes. Actually, you... I mean
you were supposed to call me.
I'm really sorry.
But we were destined to meet. Destiny, you see.
After party, at my place? - Listen. She is my friend. - So?
Can't she be my friend if she is your friend?
In fact, that didn't keep you away from my friend.
Right? - You are disgusting. - Trust me.
No matter how cheap I behave, I can't be more disgusting than you.
Ishika, you don't know him.
He is a b****d. Let's leave from here.
Chill, guys! We are just going for coffee.
But you are my friend.
Why did you delay the plan, man?
Rahil was forcing.
I had to go so that no one suspects.
Anyway. This is very thrilling.
Rahil... Rahil always!
F**k what? Are you in love with him? - Sorry.
F**k! Police!
Rahil. - Oh f**k! Rahil here too!
F**k! - Rahil!
You know their family. It's worse than police - Okay.
What the f**k, man?
Have you gone mad? You are f*****g turning that guy.
Kainaat's brother?
I f*****g don't understand this.
Why don't Alqaazis and Abdullahs
find anyone else other than Sahanis?
And the worst part.
You are f*****g do it in public.
Inside car. In parking lot!
Get a f*****g a room, man! - Rahil, you know that it's not easy
for two boys to get a room in a hotel, right?
I'm here to help you!
Just get a room, man. Hence your friend is called the tough guy.
Where did you get this card from?
Don't bother about all this. Leave it to me.
You scared me! - Are you drunk?
Yes.
I'm an independent woman.
And I don't drown my tears
in trouble. I drown them in
way too long. You tell me, my spiritual teacher?
Why are you awake so late at night?
Boys problem? Come. Join the club.
Don't be upset, Falak.
All boys are the same. Their ego level is high.
Their emotional quotient is zero.
Their intellect is just average.
Why are some boys even born?
Specially those Alqaazi
and Abdullah boys.
Sometimes I wish I had a time machine.
I would've gone to
the father of that boy
and told him, uncle,
please wear a condom.
You don't know
how disgusting a person you'll give birth to!
Kainaat.
I'm pregnant.
What? - I'm preg...
Pregnant, Kainaat.
What?