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(peppy music)

(car halts)

Wow, Professor Dutt! New car!

Leather seats! It is shining! Now we need a treat!

Oh, so, I should save up and pay for the car,

pay for the petrol as well, and then treat everyone too?

I'm just...

For now, just manage with this!

But you will drop me every day, right?

Of course! I will even pick you up!

That is why I bought this new car, after all!

See, I told you! Professor Dutt may be stingy with marks,

but with money? Never!

(car lock beeps)

I want to give them marks,

but they do not want to earn them!

How many times can someone fail in one subject?

Who are you talking about?

Actually, there are three,

but Mhatre is failing Political Science for the second time!

(drops papers on the table)

Mhatre, who?

-Umm... Subhash Mhatre! -(pages turning)

(Title song)

j& In intentions, there's obsession, j&

j& In emotions, there's obsession- Obsession. j&

j& Pure Obsession! j&

(drumsticks click)

(Adah) j& I search for that stranger j&

j& I search for that crazy one j&

j& Building a world of dreams j&

j& We'll walk together j&

-j& to write our fairy tale j& -Stop!

There are barely two weeks left, Adah!

Sorry, Sir! I do not know why, but I keep losing tempo today...

Take it slow.

(Gagan) Roger, give her a beat.

(drumsticks click)

j& I search for that crazy one j&

j& Building a world of dreams j&

-j& We'll walk together j& -(Gagan) Slower, slower,

j& to write our fairy tale j&

Slower, slower!

Why are you rushing!

Why can't you hit the God damned tempo! Is it that hard?

I know, I went a bit fast this time.

You struggle with a fast tempo, you struggle with a slow tempo as well.

What is your problem?

Please tell me, how I can help you with this.

I am trying, Sir...

You are trying!

(clapping) Give her a round of applause, everyone!

If this is how you're going to try,

then you have no place in the SuperSonics.

Because this team has no place for losers. Understand?

Professor Iyer would have never spoken to us like that.

I am not Professor Iyer!

And neither can you be.

-What did you just say? -Gagan... Gagan... please...

OUT! OUT!

(footsteps)

Class dismissed for today.

(footsteps)

j& Building a world of dreams j&

j& We'll walk together to write our fairy tale j&

I know how much this Christmas Gala means to you and Misfits.

But Sebi, I am just a temporary lecturer here.

Professor Dutt has been teaching for 10 years.

How can I influence her?

Why don't you talk to her yourself once.

Explain your problem, maybe she will just...

(laughs)

Hey, Mr. Mhatre!

Good morning, ma'am.

A legend like you in our frivolous staff room?

Ma'am, I wanted to talk to you

about failing me by 2 marks in Political Science...

Me? Do I even have the guts?

This is the result of your consistent hard work for two years...

Yes, that is my mistake. I am sorry, ma'am.

But now, because I failed, I will not be able to perform at the Christmas Gala.

Oh, damn!

The Christmas Gala will be a total flop show if you do not perform!

No, no, it's not like that. It is just 2 marks.

Just 2 marks and I will be set.

Honestly, I have worked hard to form this group.

Nobody was supporting us, ma'am.

We somehow managed to form this group,

and this Christmas Gala is the first and last chance for us.

(whispering)

(Sebi) Plus, the results have not been published yet, ma'am.

(Sebi) Please, can you just change it this once?

Look, I don't care about your performance.

A rule is a rule.

Ma'am, sorry...

It is just about two marks, after all.

If you can just consider...

You teach history, don't you?

Yes.

And you're a temporary teacher, too, right?

Yes.

Then you should know that this matter is none of YOUR business.

And you, Mhatre. Stand straight.

You are here because of cultural quota, right?

That is why you do not value this privilege.

If admission was based on merit,

people like you would never have made it to Anderson's.

(pencil snaps)

Got it?

j& I've been going gaga about your looks j&

j& You always win j&

(SRK) What are you doing, man!

You were on B, then went to C,

and now you are back on B...

(SRK) Gagan Sir will be annoyed.

Are you singing a song or giving an exam?

(message tone beeps)

(Saransh) I sing from the heart, so it reaches the listener's heart.

j& I've been going gaga about your looks j&

(SRK) But we have to sing as a team, right?

It's not a solo performance!

Have you ever run a relay race? Four runners work together to win.

This is not a race, this is art.

If we do not break rules, how will we create new ones?

Like French New Wave, modern art,

unisex fashion... like your pearl necklace.

How did all these come to be?

My mom gave this to me.

But you are the one who's wearing it,

and now it is a part of your personality.

Okay, let's sing according the sheet.

(papaer rustles)

j& I've been going gaga about your looks j&

j& You always win, while I lose j&

(indistinct chatter)

(footsteps)

Mooooons!!!

Shhh!

Uhh... Sorry.

Bro, group study. Can you please sit there, it is empty.

Thank you.

-(chair rustles) -What is it?

(sighs)

Are you upset?

No.

Then what is this?

I posted it 12 hours ago.

I wanted to talk to you about something...

Dude, why do you always come to the library to disturb me

while I am studying?

Even that day, I was preparing for the debate and you came.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about. The debate.

I do not want to discuss it, Bikram. I am over it.

Over it?

Yes.

Really?

Yessss!!!

Are you sure?

What is going on here?

Uh, group studies, ma'am.

Nice. Which subject?

Media... Media Studies.

Media Studies?

(book dropped on table)

This is not my book, ma'am. Mine is inside.

We will study later, okay?

Bye, sorry ma'am, bye.

(indistinct chattering)

Saransh, don't touch that.

Nikon! coffee away from the costume.

It's fine.

You called me?

Swati needs you.

Babe, what now?

This is just not complimenting my figure. I am... I am not feeling it!

Come in the light, let me see.

-Like, this is... -What is the...

...so loose from here...

Fit looks proper to me...

(Gagan) What is this?

What is all this, Charu?

These are the costumes... for the Gala.

Yeah, this needs to change.

What?

All of them, we will have to change.

Why?

It is always like this every year. So, I planned accordingly...

Every year we have carols, Charu.

This year it is Rock-n-Roll. Big difference!

It is still Christmas, after all.

I have something in my mind.

-Tanvi! -Ahh, yes...

(Gagan) I will brief you myself.

You will have exactly 3 days to make the new costumes.

Understand?

Okay.

(Sighs heavily)

(phone vibrating)

Yes, Moon, tell me.

We're the ones in a mess, why are you sounding low?

Our costume trial was today, and...

Costume trial? Wow!

Hey hear me out. Gagan Sir rejected them.

So, it will get made again! You have got a stylist, after all!

What happened to your group's costumes?

(Munmun) The person who was to make our costumes ran away.

And if we wear what we are left with, the audience will run away!

What are you saying?

I don't know if we will even perform at the Gala now.

No time, no budget to make new outfits... everything is a mess!

All right, guys, just return the costumes.

(Tanvi) We will have to make new ones!

What unnecessary drama! Come on...

Moon, I have an idea. Your problem will be solved.

Hello! What?

-Yeah? -Can you help me?

Careful, careful! Watch that frill, it is delicate.

Everyone's rehearsal is done, but this girl just takes it too far.

Oh Madonna, hello!

This is the only costume we have.

If this gets ruined, we will have nothing to even flop on stage!

Change it!

He is right! For now, this is our only costume...

Yeah, but... actually, it feels a bit tight,

-so I was just checking the movement... -Feels tight?

How did it suddenly become tight?

We got the measurements done just last week.

What happened?

Fine, I will change.

You better!

Chips?

No?

You want to eat? Come, have some!

I wish we did not have to tolerate this ass!

Ignore him, babe.

You are looking fabulous. Just focus on your dance. Alright?

Okay.

(phone keypad clacking)

Where's Sebi?

He has gone to college, no idea why. He will be back by 4.

Why did he go to college?!

I thought he would be running around for arranging new costumes!

(Bikku) No need to run around,

the costumes have come knocking on your door!

Bikku! What is all this?

Jugaad.

All the lunch boxes are damaged.

Food spills, but they won't change them.

Sebi!

Why are you sitting here?

Why didn't you go for rehearsal?

What happened? Did you fight with Shona?

No...

I failed Political Science again!

(sigh)

Don't worry. After the gala, study hard and you will pass, alright?

(speaking in Marathi) But Mom, it is not just that

I failed, so I cannot perform at the Christmas Gala,

that is the real problem...

And Misfits?

They can do it, but... if I am not there, then...

So?

So what?

They will work harder without you. And why won't you be a part of Misfits?

Jasmeet does not dance,

but he is still a part of Misfits, right?

(Sebi's mother) Right?

Remember, you identity is because of Misfits,

Misfits' identity is not because of you.

Now go.

Now go practice, How will you win the trophy otherwise!

Come on! Hurry up! Go, go, go...

(message beep)

(chuckles)

If you do not perform, who will take your place?

You.

And my place?

Nobody.

This is not making sense, Sebs.

It is. Try to understand...

Wait,

are you saying 2-lead formation instead of a 3-lead formation?

Exactly!

It is possible.

It is possible.

But we do not have time, my friend...

We never have time!

But we do we have the enthusiasm, don't we? Don't we?

Come on, we have got enthusiasm full power, right? Say something!

YES!

Isn't it?

Our costumes are also lit!

Bright red, like the Misfits are on fire!

(laughter)

That is what I am saying! Now just go on stage and... Kill it! Got it?

YES!

Let's raise hell for everyone!

-Bring it on! Brint it on! -(cheering)

(rythmic clapping)

(Charu) Adah, the way you spoke...

Yeah, yeah, I know. I should not have done that.

But what he did was also not right.

You know, sometimes people's intentions

hide behind their behaviour.

Adah, I was very young when mom passed away.

And it felt like... dad was more of a music teacher and less of a father.

One day, in anger, I told him

I needed a father, not a guru.

He was very hurt.

And then?

Then as I grew up, I realized that

music was his way of bonding with me.

I had just not understood that.

Adah, Gagan's intentions are not wrong.

I think you should look beyond his behaviour.

You know, dad used to say -

A guru's scolding also has some lesson,

but the learner's argument only has ego.

(message beeps)

"Wow! Queen's necklace"

"So pretty, girl!"

"Just need some vermillion to go with this! Bro, you alright?"

"SRK turning into Kajol now"

"You're a fairy..."

(necklace rustles)

(sketching sound)

(sniffles)

(sighs)

Fuck, dude you scared me!

What! I scared you? That's new.

Here.

What are we celebrating?

Come on, Tahira.

What is the date today?

Today... December...

Oh God, Tuzi!! Every year you do this!

How can you celebrate the day you lost your eyes? Seriously!

Tahira, it is today that I lost my eyes in that accident,

and because of that, I slowly lost all my friends too.

No one wanted to play with me anymore.

But you... you started spending even more time with me from that day on.

Our friendship deepened.

So, in a way, the day I lost my eyes,

I found you.

So, I must celebrate that date, right?

You are crazy... totally!

Yeah, and you are crazy too... totally!

Come on. Cheers!

(sniffles)

-Cheers! -(bottles clanking)

The beer's gone warm!!

I got a beer for you, and you're throwing a tantrum!

Just have it!

(Tahira laughing) Who drinks warm beer?!

Me...

(drumsticks click)

j& Building a world of dreams j&

j& We'll walk together to write our fairy tale j&

(Gagan) Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Roger, your kick has to be the guide for her tempo, man!

But Sir, she is missing the tempo.

You focus on your click, yeah?

We can bring down the BPM by 5 points, right?

Nothing is set in stone.

Take it from the top, come on.

Okay, sir.

j& Building a world of dreams j&

j& We'll walk together to write our fairy tale j&

(record player scratching)

You will compromise an entire performance for the sake of your ego?

I seek perfection.

If someone sees ego in that, it is their problem.

And what compromise?

Adah could not sing properly either.

Oh, come on! You know it.

Adah's voice is more suitable for this song.

But Swati's attitude is spot on.

Gagan, Adah realizes her mistake.

Give her some time, she will get it done.

I can give her time, but not the freedom to disrespect.

(Gagan) She will have to work by my way.

I have spoken to her. She will.

OK, let her show that she means it.

Sir, I'm sorry for everything I said and did.

I know I was wrong, and it won't happen again. I promise.

Ok Adah, go take your position.

Thank you, sir.

Guys, take it from the top.

Excuse me!

(footsteps)

(door opens)

Ma'am, your car!

What?

(music plays)

(clap)

(car siren blaring)

Whoa! The papers have been lost.

That means you can reappear for the Political Science exam!

And you can perform at the Christmas Gala!

(squealing in excitement)

One thing I do not understand...

I saw those papers myself on Professor Dutt's table.

So, how did this happen?

(car windshield shatters)

(car siren blaring)

(sensor beeps)

j& With anklets on my feet,j&

(locker opens)

j& With anklets on my feet, I dance with passion j&

j& With anklets on my feet, I dance with passion j&

(fire crackling)