"God, listen to my prayers."
"This is the moment."
"Is this the end or a new beginning?"
"No matter the sacrifices I have to make,"
"I will be there."
"Maybe this is fate."
"If you stand by me, through every storm,"
"I accept it all."
'Belgrade, Serbia'
Oh Almighty! Just half an hour to go!
Why isn't Mom here yet?
'Belgrade Shooting Arena'
'Mom calling...'
Mom, why don't you understand? It's so simple!
I won't understand anything if you shout.
Okay. Sorry.
Mom, I really think this wedding is a mistake.
Zoya, we have made enough mistakes.
Mom, I won't fit in that family.
Why? - Because I'm not gold!
And they only like gold!
What's your problem, Zoya?
Zoya, look. They planned this destination wedding.
They flew us all the way from London to Serbia. They spent a...
I don't care!
I don't care because I don't love him, Mom!
But he's so good-looking!
And what about his IQ, Mom?
But he's well-settled.
In his gym!
Because that's where he spends most of his day!
Dear, he's your childhood friend.
You have known each other for so long.
He likes you. Tell me that's not love.
Mom, he loves only one thing in his life,
and that's his whey protein!
For God's sake, his nickname is Goldie!
You want me to marry a man named Goldie? Goldie!
Please, Zoya. - Please, Mom.
Even if he were the last man on earth,
I'm telling you, I still wouldn't fall in love with him.
Love is not everything, Zoya.
You took your own sweet time to accept his proposal.
How long do you want to wait?
But, Dad?
Mom, he... - He abandoned us.
He never cared to check on us in all these years.
Exactly my point.
He wants to meet me now, after all those years.
There has to be a reason why.
If he had come without a reason,
I wouldn't have called him selfish.
Zoya, come here. Sit down.
A bride should never frown.
Now, give your mother a smile.
Mom. - Please? Smile for me.
Come on. Zoya.
Good girl.
I'll be back.
Everything will be fine, son.
I'm sure you will win.
And I believe you.
Asad, please! - Ma'am!
Mom, put it on speaker. - Oh, dear.
Asad, the media is going crazy!
People are climbing our gates to take a picture of you.
Asad, are you there?
Brother, are you listening?
Mom, ask Tamatar to pipe down.
Or the media people might ask her to be their anchor!
Asad, it's time. I'll be at the arena.
Mom, I have to leave.
Okay. Asad, all the best.
Win the championship and make India proud.
All the best, Asad!
May God be with you. - May God be with you.
You didn't turn the TV on! Do it.
We have to watch the coverage. - I have set a reminder.
Don't worry. It will come on when it's time.
Wait a second, Najma.
Get up. - What happened?
What is this? Your books are all strewn around.
You don't want Asad to see this.
Put them away. - I know what a stickler he is for tidiness.
'Tamatar, this thing is one centimetre off its position.'
'And that's off by half a millimetre.'
'Mom, I see a thin layer of dust on the table.'
Mom, it's called OCD, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
I have been telling you to get him treated, but you didn't listen.
Because my son knows the difference between an inch and a centimetre,
he is India's best shooter. Okay?
Yes, okay!
So unfair, Mom!
Why? - You keep praising Asad all the time, like I have no talents.
What can I say about your talents?
I don't even understand what you do on your computer all day!
It's called Ethical Hacking.
Oh my God! - Yes.
I can penetrate any website for a good cause.
I can help them.
That's why Delhi Police seek my help all the time. - Wow!
'Hello and welcome to all the spectators...' - Hey!
It's on! - 'In the arena.'
Turn up the volume. - 'I also welcome our audience'
'who are watching the event on TV.'
'I know I have no right to make this request,'
'but I couldn't help myself.'
'I just wanted to meet you once, my dear.'
'I want to see my Zoya.'
Zoya.
Salman looks so hot in 'sherwani'!
Come on, let's go. They are waiting for us.
Wow, Fatima!
Your daughter-in-law is so beautiful!
She's not just beautiful.
She's well-mannered, well-spoken
and my Goldie's equal in every way!
She's a good girl.
Am I right, dear?
Of course. Fatima is right.
Asad!
Asad, I love you!
Asad.
'Maybe this is the end of our journey.'
'We will never meet again.'
'I love you, Zoya.'
'Since we were kids, you were to me'
'what whey protein is to my body.'
'I can't even imagine my life without you.'
'Will you marry me?'
'Huh? - 'Haan' (Yes)!'
'Yes?'
'Mom, she said yes! - Yes!'
'Zoya, I'm so happy!'
'God has finally answered my prayers!'
'You need to listen to me. Goldie, wait! - Wonderful!'
'Will you listen to me? - Zoya!'
'Later, dear. - I'm so happy'
'that you accepted Goldie's proposal!'
'Goldie... - I love you too, baby.'
'This is for good luck.'
'Wait, hold on. Mom...'
'Take it, dear. - A picture!'
'Yes, let's take a picture. - Come on.'
Come on.
Our finalists are taking their positions.
There is a lot at stake for them right now.
Asad Ahmed Khan from India.
A fine shooter for a long time... - Woo!
Asad! - Carrying the hopes of his country.
And Martin Walker from the USA
has made his country proud so many times.
Zoya Farooqui and Salman Ansari,
do you accept this marriage?
'Asad Ahmed Khan 8.9 Martin Walker 8.7'
'Asad!'
Do you accept this marriage?
'As you can see,'
'Martin has taken the lead in the competition.'
'Asad Ahmed Khan 9.0 Martin Walker 9.3'
Do you accept this marriage?
Will Asad's scores be enough to topple the reigning champion?
The question is heavy.
Who will win?
'Will Asad win the final round?' - Asad! Woo!
Come on, Martin!
Do you accept this marriage?
And the champion tonight is...
'Asad Ahmed Khan 9.0 Martin Walker 9.3'
And the winner is
Asad Ahmed Khan, India!
You made the shot!
Yes! Yes! - 'Ladies and gentlemen, it's a miracle.'
I don't accept it!
Zoya?
Zoya!
Where is the girl going?
It's a miracle!
Shama, what is happening?
Everyone's watching! My guests are here! This is so embarrassing!
She's just a child. Maybe she got nervous.
I will go and talk to her.
Come, Sana.
I knew
this girl wasn't worthy of Goldie! - What?
Mom. - Yes, Fatima is right.
Najma! - Asad won!
Hello, Mrs Khan.
Mom, it's Riz.
Someone promised me that they would throw a party if Asad won.
Who was it?
It was a handsome guy.
I'll make a reservation.
Okay, alright. You can book a table,
but I will pay.
Works fine!
Wow!
Mom, Asad's winning speech! - Oh, wow.
I'll turn it up. - Yes.
'I'm sorry, Asad.'
'Maybe this is the end of our journey.'
'Please. - Sorry.'
'Asad Ahmed Khan is leaving without doing an interview.' - What?
'All the reporters are confused.' - Where is Asad going?
Where is he going?
Asad, where are you going?
I know I deserve this, but, really, you keep it.
Keep it, Coach.
Asad, the press is waiting.
So, you handle them.
For your information, we look nothing alike.
I can't be Asad.
I have to go. I'll see you at the airport, Coach.
Asad, wait! Asad!
Zoya? - Will you handle Mom?
Are you leaving?
I have to. I have no option.
I know.
Your shoes are under the bed.
I have worn them.
Will you handle Mom, Sana? - I promise.
Just hurry. They are coming.
Bye.
"Keep walking,"
"you don't know what awaits you."
"God, listen to my prayers."
"This is the moment."
Zoya! Zoya!
Zoya!
"Because this is the moment."
What happened?
Did she run away?
Yes, she ran away.
See that, son? She ran away!
Mom, don't worry.
I'll bring Zoya back. Okay?
That's fine, dear. But what will we tell...
Thanks, God!
She left the jewellery... - Mom, stop!
"This is the moment."
"Look at me."
"This is the moment."
"And I'm right here."
Are you okay?
Disappointed?
Excuse me?
You tried to kill me, but I survived.
You were at fault, and you're blaming me!
Oh, I was at fault, was I?
Tell me something. Why drive when you clearly don't know how to?
Why be out on the road when you don't how to use it?
Why talk when you don't know to be polite?
I don't think anyone has ever been so rude to me before.
It's your wedding.
Can I drop you somewhere?
No, thanks!
And it's not my wedding today.
Listen!
Hold on.
I'm...
Listen. - What...
Can you... Can you drop me?
You said... - I changed my mind. So what?
Tell me. Will you kill me?
You have to drive, so drive.
Hurry up.
Hurry up. - And where's the mental asylum you escaped from?
No, take me to the mental asylum you've escaped from!
I don't have time for this! There are goons after me!
Not there. Straight ahead.
Will you keep looking at them?
Drive now. Move!
I'm asking again. Where do you want me to drop you?
Stop talking and keep driving.
Faster!
This is not a plane, it's a car. There's a speed limit.
Really? And was there no speed limit
when you were going to run me over?
You had almost killed me today!
And you haven't even apologised to me for it!
Why would I apologise when you were walking carelessly?
You talk too much!
Keep driving! Please focus!
Focus!
Please don't touch my things! - I'm stressed!
And crazy!
Careful!
Can you please keep quiet?
That was quite the ride!
Thank you.
Zoya Farooqui.
Asad Ahmed Khan.
'Indian National Security Council, New Delhi'
'Somewhere in New Delhi'
Ma'am.
Finally.
Zoya Farooqui,
I have my eyes on you now.