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Hey, yo, listen up!

Who taught you how to drive?

You suck!

You're gonna lose, dude!

Buckle up!

I'll fucking get you, bro!

Fuck you!

You brat!

Fuck you right back!

And that's how--

-Dude, what the hell? -Gotcha, Fizzy!

I never imagined that Fizzy Morpur's car would kiss my car's bumper.

Very funny. And I never imagined that I'll have to drive Dhruv Dholpur's old junk.

-Whatever. -Dump that piece of shit!

-Yeah, bro! -You were amazing!

-Blame the fucking car. Y'all saw, right? -Oh, he was amazing?

-What a fucking race. -Oh, I see how it is.

You're back early, Hukum.

Actually, The Royal B&B's work is in progress.

It's best if you use the south entrance, Hukum.

-I don't know. Let's check. -Guys, we'll take that entry.

Come on.

Girdhari-sa.

Thank you.

We are doing another royal experience? Wasn't polo successful, ma'am?

Polo was great, Keertana,

but only Aviraaj got publicity from it, not us.

I really hope the Romeo-Juliet ball changes that.

-We really need some positive PR. -Okay, ma'am.

The royals and commoners.

The king and his subjects.

Common folk and the royal family.

-Keertana. -Yes, ma'am.

-You realize it's an important event? -Yes, ma'am.

-Which you can handle. -Thank you, ma'am.

Did you Google translate this speech?

Is it that obvious, ma'am?

Keertana, it's a high-profile ball, which you're gonna host.

Not a qawwali night, so…

-maybe write something original. -Yes, ma'am.

-Not with the help of AI. -Yes, ma'am.

What about the RSVPs?

Ma'am, 70% commoners and 30% royals have confirmed.

Well, what should we call the commoners? Common, public, or ordinary?

No.

Just 30% royals confirmed?

Keertana, if we only have 30% royals, who will dance with our guests?

We at least need a 50-50 for this event to be successful.

-And where's the headline-grabbing name? -Here.

Where's our headline-grabbing name, Kunal?

There's only one person here who's done the impossible.

The Dhondis have confirmed.

-No way. -Yeah.

-No way! -Yeah.

Well done, partner!

Well, at least some good news.

Zubin sir has also confirmed.

Should I count him as a royal or a commoner?

Is Zubin coming?

-Yes, ma'am. -Shit.

-Zubin has confirmed? -Zubin has confirmed.

Come what may, we have to bring up the royal confirmation from 30% to 60%.

This is The Royal B&B's first event of this scale, guys.

-It has to be a hit. -Soph, we'll do it.

Ma'am, I have an idea.

No one ever came for my birthdays because they were jealous of my success.

But in fifth grade, I made a deal with the most popular girl

that I'll give her my beautiful notes,

and she'll endorse my party in return. The entire class showed up--

-I'll talk to him-- -I'll do it.

-Let me-- -I'll talk to him.

-Let me talk-- -I'll do it, Kunal.

Keertana, recheck the RSVPs.

Recheck? Again--

Recheck it. Please.

Soph, let me talk to him.

Why? Why can't I talk to him?

You may, but the two of you don't see eye to eye, right?

That's not true, Kunal.

I talk to him politely because I'm a professional.

But he… he's a man-child.

Fine, talk to him, but be cautious, okay?

-I can handle him, okay? -I know.

Soph.

The other day… I mean, the other night, the text…

Kunal, actually, that night, I was a bit…

Actually, let's talk about it later.

-Best! -Yeah.

-Best. -Yeah.

-Okay. -Yeah.

-Yeah, right. You'll see. -Wow. Very pretty.

-Greetings, Hukum. -Greetings.

-Actually… -Not now, Pankaj-sa.

Hukum, it's about tomorrow's The Royal B&B's Romeo-Juliet Dance--

That's a mouthful. What about it?

You're late for the fittings.

I don't need fittings.

But Rani-sa insists.

When did she start worrying about my clothes--

-Come on. -Okay, look at what's happening.

Who's coming to the ball tomorrow night?

All royal families have been invited, Hukum.

Like who?

Like Ahilyapur, Shorpur, Vaaniganj.

And?

The Dhondis, Hukum.

Where's Rani-sa?

Will you come to Bombay with me?

Are you crazy?

You drive me crazy, Lilypad.

The King of Cinema's palace feels desolate.

Rani-sa!

Maharaja Aviraaj is on his way here.

It sounds urgent. I'll see you later.

Mom!

You could've called before coming.

Why are the Dhondis coming tomorrow?

When?

Mom, you're not good at lying, why do you even try?

Why would I lie?

I'm not coming tomorrow.

Your future depends on what you do tomorrow.

And what is the problem?

Ayesha is beautiful, cultured, single.

-Here we go. -She's from a royal family.

She went to Harvard. She plays the sarod.

Is she going to play the sarod for me everyday?

And by the way, Ms. Shekhar is also beautiful, cultured, single.

She went to IIM.

She loves horses too. How about I marry her?

You think this is all a joke, don't you?

Do you have any idea what will happen if The Royal B&B fails?

What will we do?

What more do we sell?

If I have to sell anything else now, Fizzy,

I'll ask Rambha to have a beautiful donation box

-installed on the town square in our name. -Okay…

No, seriously. Fizzy, do you really think

that these friends of yours are going to stand by you?

They'll disappear in no time.

And you know very well…

that a commoner like Sophia is no match for you.

So, I'm saying this once again,

pay special attention to Ayesha tomorrow.

You have to make this work.

You know me very well, Mom.

Do you really think Ayesha and I'll work?

You're a Maharaja, Fizzy.

And a Maharaja caters to his people's desires.

Lilypad!

I'm waiting.

That's…

Shit!

Chicken marinade, please.

-Service at six. Where's the garnish? -Chef Clinton!

I said mashed potatoes, not diced!

It's a pleasure to meet you, Chef.

Likewise, Your Highness.

-I hope your stay has been comfortable. -Indeed.

Amazing.

Chef, a friend of mine is participating in Gastronautics this year.

If you don't mind, could you please try one of his dishes?

Looks pretty colorful.

It's Morpur's age-old recipe.

I wish we could serve this to the guests tomorrow.

You know what? We can.

Did you hear that, Girdhari-sa?

Chef's instructions. Serve this to the guests tomorrow.

-Of course. -There you go. Your wish has been granted.

It'll be taken care of.

You're welcome, Chef.

Madam CEO.

Maharaja ji.

So, tell me,

what can I do for you?

We don't have enough confirmations from the royal families.

So I was wondering

if you could send them a personal invitation,

maybe that'll help.

Done.

Really?

Yeah.

Anything for The Royal B&B.

I got to know that the Dhondis are coming tomorrow.

Our relation with the Dhondis are a bit…

complicated.

But they've accepted the invitation, so maybe it's not that complicated?

Will the media be there as well?

Yes.

Then I'm sorry, I won't be able to come.

No, no, no, no! No, Aviraaj, my event is in 24 hours!

Yeah, and I'll ensure it's a success.

Aviraaj, the guests are expecting to meet you, not me.

I hope you get that.

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint them.

Why… Why don't you get it?

The cost of the repairs, the disaster at the polo event.

You think polo was a great success

because 'Shirtless Sultan' was trending, but it wasn't.

By the time you came to your senses, half my test audience had left,

and The Royal B&B was completely ignored.

Okay, here's the thing.

Sophia, if I'm seen with the Dhondis tomorrow, the media will focus only on us.

Not on The Royal B&B. I'm trying to help you.

Aviraaj,

the launch is in two months.

I'm under tremendous pressure.

My board thinks I'm a complete failure, and you know what,

I need your co-operation.

Ayesha Dhondi is my ex. All right?

Okay. So?

So?

My mom wants us to get married.

-The union of two great royal families. -But you don't want that?

Actually, you know what? This is none of my business.

-No, it's okay. -I'm truly sorry, I'm just…

I want to have a union, but not with her.

Maybe with another princess then.

That's what Rani-sa wants.

And honestly, my family's traditions and customs would be difficult…

-For an ordinary girl? -…for a commoner girl…

to understand, Sophia.

But I don't believe in that. I don't believe in a lot of these things.

Yes, but you'll do whatever is convenient for you.

It's not convenient for me, Sophia.

I'm a king only for namesake. I can't do what my heart truly desires.

The royals don't want to dance with the commoners, okay?

So, now you know why such few royals have RSVPed.

Sophia, I'll try my best to help you,

but no promises. All right?

Sure.

And I'll try my best

to help, however I can, with the Dhondis.

Thank you.

And this stays between us. Please?

Of course.

Jinnie.

I'm so sorry.

-You scared me. -I'm so sorry.

So, what are you planning to wear tomorrow?

I won't be coming.

I've been attending such dances forever and I hate these fake evenings.

"Oh, you're so pretty." "You're so nice." "What's this dress…"

And then a boring guy asks, "May I?"

A girl could ask too.

And I've to dance with those idiots, so…

No, thank you.

Oh, it's too bad. I had worked hard on it.

I thought we could go together.

Fine, I'll come.

-You will? -Yeah.

I mean, I've endured so many of these parties,

what's the harm in one more? Okay!

Bring it--

That's weird. No, side kiss.

-See you. -See you.

Okay. Bye.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Bye. -See you.

-Okay, bye. -Bye.

Bye.

Why are you mourning?

Ayesha Dhondi is coming tomorrow.

So you're going to run off to New York again. How unpredictable.

Are you planning to elope with her?

Who? Niki? Please.

You know that "Who? Niki?" is into you, right?

So mature.

-It's obvious. -Okay, you know what's obvious?

It's obvious that Sophia is into you and you're into Sophia.

Please go and bug your girlfriend. I don't have the time for this.

-You go bug your girlfriend. -What?

-Don't hit me, Fizzy! -Don't be violent with me.

I'm gonna tell Mumma!

Niki! Where were you?

-I was with Jinnie-- -I don't care!

Aviraaj's ex-girlfriend is coming tomorrow.

She's a fucking Dhondi! Ayesha Dhondi.

Okay. Is he still into her?

No. In fact, he wants us to disinvite her.

Some royal family drama.

If she comes, he won't be able to.

Okay, so he's definitely still into her.

-Were you checking her out? -No.

What were you doing then?

-I was checking her out. -And?

She's okay.

No. No. No!

Bro, she's flawless.

Please.

Soph, if you're my true friend, you won't uninvite her.

She probably hasn't lifted a finger in her life.

In other news, Jinnie likes me.

Really? Did she say that?

Some things need not be said.

Anyways, she'll be my date tomorrow.

And does she know that?

Obviously. We aren't attending a prayer service,

but a Romeo and Juliet ball.

Don't be so sure, Niki.

These royals can fry your brain.

What they say is not what they do, and they mean something else altogether.

By the end of it, all they want is an old-school prince or princess.

And you know what?

They don't even want to dance with the likes of us.

What are you upset about?

About all the fake Romeos and fraud fucking Juliets!

I didn't want you to hear about it from someone else.

Fizzy, I've thought long and hard about it.

And trust me,

it won't change anything between us.

I promise.

Why did you get married if you wanted to get divorced?

Fizzy, it's just a separation.

And this is between your mother and me.

This isn't just about the two of you.

Diggy, Jinnie, me…

Think about us!

Actually, you don't care.

You do whatever you like.

It doesn't matter what a Maharaja wants,

we do…

what the people want.

The chandeliers are here, but not the lights. Turn them on.

I said light. Not kite!

He wants to fly a kite. Yes.

You didn't get any of the 500 candles Niki ma'am ordered. I'll get you waxed!

I asked you to move it but it's still here--

-Calm down! -I'll calm down, ma'am…

-Here… -You're getting the flowers now?

The bulbs of the chandelier are still off, guys! What are we gonna do?

Are you sure, Soph?

We won't make headlines without the Dhondis.

Kunal, Aviraaj won't come if the Dhondis are there.

If Aviraaj isn't there, the royals won't come and…

Okay. Again.

It's tricky, but I'll do it.

-I'm sorry. -For?

I know how hard you'd worked on it.

-You know what the real hard work is? -What?

This.

Can you believe it, Kunal?

The royals don't want to even dance with the likes of us.

It's like they're bloody stuck in the 19th century.

You know, the world of royals is fading away,

today entrepreneurs hold more power.

-True. -It must hurt.

Did he say anything else?

No.

Kunal, I'm sorry about that message.

I'm sorry I didn't reply.

If I reply, will you?

If you do,

so will I.

If you do, so will I.

Unbelievable. We're dying out there,

and the two of you are busy romancing?

Zubin is coming, guys! Have you forgotten?

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore thou art, Romeo?

What are you doing?

I'm here looking for my Romeo.

Guess what? Fizzy thinks this is a date.

He's crazy.

Well, it is a date.

Yeah, I mean, obviously it is a date, but like…

Like a friend date.

Like a date for friends, not a date-date, you know.

Fuck.

She's always right.

What?

Look, Jinnie, Romeo and Juliet were not friends.

And we can't be just friends either.

Actually, you know, you should go to the ball with someone else.

No one has ever rejected me before this.

Unfortunately you don't even know who is rejecting whom.

Nice dress.

Oh, God, you're such a robot.

Are you dressed for a funeral?

I'm not letting you go to the ball like this, bro.

Why? It's so nice.

-For whom? -For me.

Looks like it.

I'll be your date.

For life.

-Greetings. -Princess!

Princess! Turn back please.

Sir, right. Sir, this way please.

Hukum.

Greetings.

Ladies and gentlemen, Sophia Shekhar and Kunal Mehta.

You look amazing.

I said you look amazing.

-Zubin? -He's here.

And the Dhondis?

Of course not here, Soph. Relax.

You know we make a great team, right?

We do, don't we?

Hello.

Hello, there.

Today, Sophia reminded me of the night

when I met Indranath for the first time.

Our first dance.

And Motibagh was lit up just like this.

And I looked…

equally beautiful.

Maharaja of Morpur

and Rajmata Bhagyashri Ma Sahiba are making their entrance.

Zubin, I'm glad you could make it.

-Looking lovely. -Thank you.

-So are you. -So are you.

I love this.

Well, 82% test audience results,

22% gross profit margin,

14% projected net profit

to The Royal B&B.

What do you think?

I think you converted the room disaster into an opportunity in no time.

Congratulations for that.

But I think,

by only testing royal experiences, we'll end up an event management company.

We're more than that. The Royal B&B is nothing without the rooms.

I think your decision about the Bharmars was a little impulsive.

Otherwise, you would've been testing both today.

Nevermind.

Let's focus on the event for now.

We'll take this up tomorrow.

Have a good evening.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

I will kill him, Kunal. I'll kill him.

We'll do it together.

The Nawab of Alsipur, Salauddin Khan is making his entrance.

-Salad! -Salad!

Hey, you look so hot!

-Oh, my God, you look amazing! -Hi.

-Hello, ladies. Come on. -What is this outfit!

-Salad. -Hello.

How are you doing, man?

Good to meet you. How are you?

-Salad. -The prodigal son returns.

-Welcome back. -How are you?

How's Alsipur? Still there or did you sell it?

Come to Alsipur and see it for yourself.

Why not? Please.

It's a joyous occasion

for our Maharaja is here

Before he takes off again

hide his passport elsewhere

Immaculate poetry as always, Salad.

You've always been our well-wisher.

But fret not, I'm back. Now the world will come to Morpur.

Wow.

On that note, cheers to The Royal B&B.

-Cheers. -Cheers!

The Prince of Morpur, Digvijay Singh is making his entrance.

-Let's go? -Yes, ma'am.

-All the best. -Thank you.

Hello. Hi.

Good evening, Maji Sahiba,

HRH Maharaja Aviraaj,

Romeos and Juliets,

princes and princesses,

commoner ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight, we will try to blur the difference between royals and commoners.

You'll find new friends and dance partners

and you must switch partners with every new song.

Who knows which Romeo will find which Juliet.

I would like to welcome our special guests for The Royal B&B's…

Romeo and Juliet dance!

Excuse me.

Maji Sahiba and Maharaja Aviraaj,

may I please request you to lead the first dance?

May I have this dance?

-Yes, of course. -And joining you on the dance floor

are the founders of The Royal B&B,

Kunal Mehta and Sophia Shekhar!

You must dance well, Fizzy.

Don't go crazy on me.

I don't want to be embarrassed.

I've been dancing to all of your tunes ever since I returned to Morpur.

That is true. Yes.

I'm not used to having my partner eye another girl.

Apologies, Maji.

Eyes only for you from now.

Nawab Salauddin Khan.

But you can call me Salad, if you like the dressing.

May I have…

The Princess of Morpur, Divyaranjini is making her entrance.

Absolutely, Mr. Salad.

Dance with me.

Sorry, Miss, I'm not here to dance--

I'm the Princess of Morpur.

This is an order, not a request.

-Dance with me! -Okay.

I like your feathers.

Naughty. Wanna pluck one?

I hope you're not facing any issues working with The Royal B&B.

I wouldn't call it an issue,

but I think there was a communication gap leading to some misunderstandings.

Okay.

Actually, she's great.

Really?

Let's get the caviar out for plating please.

Hurry it up, guys. Move it!

Chef, why aren't you serving my dish?

Yours or your friend's?

Hurry it up!

Five chickens, come on, pick it up.

Okay, sir.

So, will you serve my dish or not?

No.

-Why? -The paneer is getting cold, pick it up!

Yes, sir.

One more galouti, please.

Coming right up.

Can I become a chef?

No.

But you praised the dish when you tasted it.

You're a prince. You get praised all the time.

Prince, it's not easy to become a chef.

Yes, presentation is key, but taste is paramount.

Precision, art, science. Cooking is a combination of all this.

A chef's shortcomings are pointed out repeatedly.

Overtime, he becomes worthy of the praise.

I'm sorry, I'm running behind, but I wish you all the best.

Maharani Padmaja Devi is making her entrance.

Lilypad!

What are you doing here?

I'm here to surprise you.

Good evening, Rani-sa.

Are you done?

-You may leave now. -Greetings.

Promise me you'll come to Bombay.

Yes, I will. Soon. Now leave.

This is so good.

Get a drink, huh?

It's time to find a new partner.

Our commoner ladies and gentlemen

may now look for their princes and princesses.

-Go ahead. -Guys.

We aren't playing statue, guys.

New Romeos and Juliets.

Commoners, princes.

Exchange partners.

-I'm getting stressed. -It's fine. Calm down.

There's no need to be shy.

The music will start soon.

That's what I'm talking about!

Maharaja of Morpur, Aviraaj is heading towards the dance floor

and it looks like he's gonna

dance with my boss.

-May I have this dance? -She is talented,

gorgeous, fabulous, beautiful!

She's the Entrepreneur of the Year!

Let me tell you a story about her--

Sophia Shekhar!

Well, you've proved

that a commoner girl can do anything.

Commoner girl!

Well, you've also proved

that sometimes even a Maharaja can do as he desires.

-Sometimes? -Sometimes.

She's very lucky to have a partner like you.

Sophia is hardworking, but she's too impulsive.

You… you are sensible.

And that's what makes this work.

Once The Royal B&B is popular--

So, we're gonna be popular now?

What's going on, Jinnie?

I'm sorry.

I knew it.

She can't always be right.

Who?

Thank you for today.

Thank you for today.

Our special guest, the Princess of Dhondi, Ayesha, is making her entrance.

Oh my God! Ayesha Dhondi is here.

Ayesha Dhondi!

Ayesha Dhondi?

Ayesha.

Was she invited?

I don't know how this happened.

I promise you, I had disinvited her. I'm just…

Once Ayesha and Fizzy get together, Rambha,

we won't have to…

mingle like that with these commoners.

Hukum.

Sir, I had canceled Ayesha ma'am's RSVP myself.

Then what the hell is she doing here?

I don't know, sir. She might have called the Maharaja directly.

It's tricky. Sometimes people are friendly with their exes.

Wait a minute.

Is Ayesha Aviraaj's ex?

Yes, sir. I'm friends with my exes too.

They call me, "Where are you?" "Who're you with?"

I'm like, "Relax. Kunal sir is my boss."

Just let me fix this, yeah?

What's gonna happen?

I knew she would show up. I told you, right?

How can she just show up like this?

-Mr. Mehta. -Yes?

She looks divine.

What's gonna happen?

May I have a word with you?

-Aviraaj, let me fix this. -Don't touch me.

Is this how they say hello in New York, Fizzy?

And now, to set the floor on fire,

we'll have a dance by two beautiful, stunning royals!

Maharaja Aviraaj of Morpur, and Princess Ayesha of Dhondi!

Wow!

And now, the moment we've all been waiting for!

The Royal B&B presents the first exclusive look

of Princess Ayesha and Maharaja Aviraaj.

Are they going to be the most beautiful couple of this world?

If they do, it'd be fabulous.

-For all of us. -Stop it. Stop!

Who asked you to say all this?

Ma'am, Kunal sir asked me to.

What was that, Kunal?

Our headline.

-What's the problem? -Kunal, I told you--

That Ayesha Dhondi is Aviraaj's ex-girlfriend?

Yes, she is. So?

-So you knew? -Yes, I did.

I'm so fucking stupid.

He told this to me in confidence--

I'm the co-founder of this company, goddammit!

Shouldn't you have taken me into confidence?

You are shouting, Kunal.

I've told you everything.

-Really? -What's the problem?

-Yes! -What happened at the award event?

-What happened? -That's what I'm asking you!

-I don't have time for this. -Don't you fucking run away from this.

Tell me!

Fine!

I met him there but I didn't know who he was!

Then I came here and he was here!

But it doesn't matter because nothing happened, Kunal!

We are still dealing with your "nothing happened"!

Don't you see it, Soph?

-What? -Where's your fucking objectivity?

Don't you dare question my objectivity.

One Zubin is enough in my life to question my decisions!

Are you fucking serious right now?

I've always stood by you, even against him.

-So? -But you know what?

You can't see anyone but yourself, Soph.

And I'm fucking done! I can't handle it anymore!

You know what you can't handle?

You can't handle that it's our company, but I get all the credit, Kunal!

I'm… I'm sorry, Kunal.

-Fuck you, Soph. -I'm… Sorry.

Fuck you.

Kunal, I really didn't mean it…

How do you always find me?

I don't look for you,

I know you.

Subtitle translation by: Sheela Sijin Mathews