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Go for it.

My name is…

AJ.

Age, 36.

Complexion, fair. Height, five feet ten--

No, no… This won't work.

Sounds like a matrimonial ad.

Don't get hassled, just open the top two buttons.

Bare that chest a little, yeah?

Go for it.

Come on.

Is this video necessary?

Don't worry. Okay?

Everyone shits their pants the first time.

A little confidence now!

Like a man.

Ready?

But what exactly does she want to know about me?

It's simple, man!

The client wants to know why a woman should pay

15000 rupees an hour to spend time with you.

What is so special about you?

Everyone has three faces.

The first face, they show to the world.

The second face, they show to family and close ones.

And the third face, they don't show to anyone.

It is only visible in a mirror.

"Ujla Aaina" is the mirror that reveals the news behind the hidden faces.

Wow, man!

You have a way with words, Adarsh.

It's a Japanese proverb, interpreted in Hindi.

This is called translation, not word craft.

Why are you so bitter, man?

Everyone has their fair share of struggles.

We have a few too many.

Our struggles end tomorrow.

Our lives will change tomorrow.

As soon as we get the money,

our newspaper will become daily instead of weekly.

And that is our escape from this misery.

I'm leaving.

You should head back too,

and spend some time with your family.

The house is mine.

But this office is rented.

Then think of the electricity bill too.

Sir, I've filed the story.

Thank you, Jyoti.

Sir, there is an anti-prostitution drive tomorrow and the cops will raid hotels.

We can get our cover story for next week.

But Naveen sir is refusing field allowance.

Get me a good story.

Thank you, sir.

Good luck for tomorrow.

UJLA AAINA THE NEWS BEHIND THE HEADLINES

Should I heat up your dinner?

I ate in the office.

How was your day?

I've got work to do.

I have an investor presentation tomorrow.

You go back to sleep.

Naina…

-Have you seen my shoes? -I've washed them.

-Why did you wash them? -They were dirty.

I've kept your formal shoes there.

Adarsh, they're wet.

They will dry up on the way.

Wear formal shoes for the meeting.

-It'll make a good impression. -If shoes could impress,

who would need brains?

Yeah, Naveen.

Insert the balance sheet as it is.

Adarsh…

Why don't you borrow money from Dad?

The maid didn't show up today?

She hasn't been coming for a week now.

You're never listening, are you?

What were you saying?

See, that's what I mean…

I said…

Why don't you take money from Dad instead of investors?

I'll manage, Naina.

And wise people don't mix personal and professional life.

Let's hurry up, please. I am getting late now.

Coming!

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Yeah, Jatin, make it quick.

Uncle, should we come to your office at lunchtime to pick up the passes?

-What passes? -Did you forget?

It's the TikTok star's concert tonight.

Oh! The passes are at home.

On top of the fridge.

There is a spare key in my office drawer.

-Go fetch them. -You're really making us run around.

-There isn't enough fuel in the tank. -I'll send you 100 bucks.

-That won't even fill the reserve. -It will get you where you need to go.

Naina auntie would have paid for a full tank.

Hang up now. And, hey! No more video calls.

"Ujla Aaina" is the mirror

that shows you the true faces behind the ones you see.

It digs for the real news behind the headlines…

and brings it to you.

Is it over?

Yes.

How did you like the presentation?

Mr. Johri.

Your writing and your heart are in the right place.

But, Grandpa, business decisions need more than a good heart.

And we're living in the age of apps, not newspapers.

People don't want week-old news.

They want to know what's happening at the moment.

Exactly.

We agree.

That's why we are here.

How much money are we talking about?

At least 70 to 80 on an immediate level to keep us going.

Lakhs… I mean.

70 or 80?

75 works too.

How much say will we have in the content of your newspaper?

What a thing to say!

-It's your paper. Your word would-- -I think…

the content is dictated by the ethics of the newspaper

set by the editor.

Okay, Mr. Johri.

You guys wait outside for a bit.

Give us time to discuss if our ethics will allow this investment.

Please.

Have you completely lost it?

Why do you waste your emotions in the wrong places?

Let me handle the rest of the conversation.

You just nod along.

I got to take a leak.

Mr. Johri.

Adarsh!

I think a major news story has just broken.

-He's still inside, Uncle. -The asshole is still inside, Uncle.

-Give me your phone. -He made the video.

-You were there too. -Shut up!

-How do we handle this? -Quiet. Both of you.

-Have you spoken to anyone about it? -No.

What about you?

Uncle, let's go inside.

Get the hell out of here!

-Leave! -Uncle, we'll come with you.

I'll whack you in the face. Get lost!

Don't you have cold water in the fridge?

Grab some ice from the freezer.

Never mind.

Adarsh… Adarsh!

Get away from me!

Go inside. Both of you, go back.

Get lost!

Uncle! Sit! Sit.

-Give me the keys. -No, I'll be faster, Uncle!

-Give it to me! -I ride faster. We'll catch him.

Go. Go. Go. Go.

That's him.

Faster! Faster!

Let's get him!

What happened?

-What's wrong? -We've run out of gas.

-How much gas did you fill? -Fifty rupees.

-I gave you a 100, idiot! -Uncle!

Uncle!

Faster. Faster. Faster. Faster.

Sorry, Uncle.

Bump him off, Uncle.

For real.

Don't utter a word to your mom.

Not a single word. Neither you, nor Jatin.

Got it?

Did you get it?

Yes.

Rickshaw.

Let's go.

Wow!

How come you are home?

You?

Why?

Can't I visit?

She wasn't in the office. I spoke to her on the phone.

She sounded like she was going to faint.

So I came running for my daughter.

I don't know what is stressing her out so much.

You don't look any better yourself.

What's that injury?

Something from the press…

Naina, dear. Go, get an antiseptic.

Why do you slog your ass off for peanuts?

Your newspaper isn't really bringing about a revolution, is it?

Hey! You've applied for a loan again.

Why didn't you speak with me about it?

How much do you need?

They say, if you lend money, you gain an enemy…

but you are family.

Even if you blow it, there's nothing to worry about.

I'll draw the last drop of blood out of your body.

It is all in the family anyway.

What do you say, Naina?

Thank you, but… I will manage.

When are you going to stop managing and start living?

Come to our shop. We'll transfuse some fresh blood into you.

You'll start glowing.

Did you have lunch?

-I'm not hungry. -Start eating on time, son.

Age has started to show on you.

Naina, I'll head back.

P… Papa!

Wait for me.

I've been meaning to catch up with Amber.

What's wrong?

Why are you crying?

Why do you keep it all bottled up?

Why don't you share anything?

If you go on like this, your mind will explode one day.

The number you're calling is currently switched off.

A1 MEAT SHOP

How long do I have to wait? Can you please speed up my order?

Yes. Yes. In a minute.

Sunny…

Get me a goat head from the freezer. Quick.

Please have a seat.

Where are you going?

Would it kill you to help me out here?

Sit down. Remove the brain.

-What would you like? -I need a head, too.

-How many? -One.

Go. Bring one more head.

You want the head whole or cut?

Peel the skin off.

Gouge the eyes out.

Chop the tongue into tiny little pieces.

And split the jaw in half, right through the center.

Clean it and pack it quickly.

Look, he dropped it.

What are you doing?

You haven't yet learned how to separate the brain?

Chunnu, pack it for this gentleman, quickly.

I don't know why you call him to the shop.

How will the pampered prince learn unless he spends time in the shop?

How much?

260 rupees.

I don't have cash.

Is there an ATM nearby?

Across the road, in the lane to your right.

Send him with me to the ATM.

Go with him.

Why don't you send Chunnu?

I'm in a hurry, man! Come on!

Off you go.

Move!

I know how to cut a head and pack it up.

-Back off. -Go for it!

-I said back off! -Come hit me.

Pintu, where are you?

It's the second copy of a German model.

But looks exactly like the original.

Is it real or fake?

Brother, it fires real bullets. Be careful.

Is someone bothering you, bro?

There's someone who hovers around my house.

What?

-Give the pistol back. -Leave it.

-No. -It'll go off right here.

Bro… Give it to me!

Let me deal with that son of a bitch! You don't get into this.

Let me call my guys. You won't be able to do this alone.

-What? -Yes, brother.

Come again.

I'll call my guys.

I heard that loud and clear. What did you say after that?

I won't be able to do it alone?

Addu bro, that's not what I meant.

-You're getting it wrong. -What am I getting wrong?

You think I won't be able to do it?

Just because I don't do it, doesn't mean I can't.

Stop taking decent people lightly.

-No, brother. -Now I will do it alone.

-Brother. -Leave it.

And don't come following me.

-Mister… -Yes?

Where is the guy who I met earlier?

-Who? -The one who accompanied me to the ATM.

What happened?

I gave him more money than I was supposed to.

Come back in the morning.

Why do you want me to come this far tomorrow?

Please tell me where he lives.

He won't be home at this hour.

Then where can I find him?

Where can I find him?

Boy! Here comes the G.O.A.T.

Blade on my neck, no ornate ledge

Who gives a fuck For those who are hating

If your girl gives me the eye Get the hint

If she makes a move, I'm unleashed My style’s totally unique

My bling is one-of-a-kind My walk's got swag

My vibe's lethal Beware, boy!

You're just a fan, I'm the only gangster This gun is locally crafted

My life’s only bangers

Yours is rotten You're just a fan, I'm the only gangster

This gun is locally crafted My vibe’s reloading faster

We having that fun!

Word on the street is

If you're a hater or a traitor I'll take you down

Money’s pouring down from the skies

I’m not just sparks I’m a nuclear explosion

If I step out, all eyes are on me

Everyone here is snakes and pythons

I’m the judge and I'm the court

I'll solve the matter or settle it

Boy! Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T. -The G.O.A.T.'s here!

Here comes the G.O.A.T.

Here comes the G.O.A.T. Boy!

There is no hot water in the tap. Would cold water do?

You couldn't find a cheaper place, right?!

The chili chicken here is amazing. I've placed an order.

I'm not here for chicken.

It's here already.

See how quick their service is!

-Stay quiet! -Tell me…

what oil would you like?

Rose or Jasmine?

Say something… Sir, what sort of a joke is this?

-You think it is a joke? -Sir!

-Come out. Come out! -Sir!

You can keep these diamond earrings…

Bro, none of this is my fault.

This guy is a trickster.

He is cheating on you. He is cheating everyone.

-I am not cheating anyone. -Shut up!

Hey…

-You can keep this… -Shut up!

Let's talk it--

Are you married?

Sir, please let her go. She has nothing to do with all this.

My husband is dead.

Good for him! He didn't have to witness this day.

-Is this how you speak to a lady? -Wow!

You're cheating on your dead husband and want to teach me manners!

-Sir… Sir, she really is a widow. -Calm down…

Shut up or I'll kill you!

You… please calm down.

This guy is the biggest asshole I know.

He is having an affair with my wife.

He will cheat on you too.

Look, sir… No one is cheating on anyone here.

You are! You are cheating on your dead husband!

And this bastard is cheating on you. This bastard is cheating on my wife.

My wife is cheating on me.

And you're saying no one is cheating on anyone?

-You think I'm a moron? -You are confused.

Sir, sir, sir, sir! Bro, bro, bro!

-Bro, I get paid for this. -What?

I get paid, to make women happy.

I am a gigolo.

What?

Gigolo. G… I…

G… G… I… G…

-O-L-O. -What is a gigolo?

Women call me for entertainment, and they pay me for it.

-I give them a service and I get paid. -No.

I'm telling you the truth. Naina ma'am called me for the same.

Is he speaking the truth? Is it true?

Have you paid him for this?

Yes?

-Come on… Say yes! -Yes.

-Bro! -You rascal!

Brother!

Brother…

How long has this been going on?

-Answer me. -She is my customer!

Arrest these fuckers!

I am a journalist.

I am the cameraman.

And I am an idiot. Arrest him.

-I am a journalist. -Take him, please.

Come.

Come.

Move. Move.

Come out.

Come.

Why are you hiding your faces now? Come out.

Look here. Look here.

Don't worry.

It won't fall.

We put our lives in danger every day and sit under it.

Are you convinced now that I am a journalist?

While all the reporters were waiting downstairs for the story…

what news were you looking for on top of him behind closed doors?

-What nonsense is this? -Sir, what are you saying?!

You are mistaken.

Can't you see beyond men?

Do I look like a "sir" to you?

No, Madam sir. Actually…

I mean, this couldn't be further from the truth…

Really? Alright, tell me…

What's the truth?

I'm all ears, son. Tell me what the truth is.

I'll give you a good whack.

It'll displace all your pearly whites.

The thing is…

that…

-Speak up! -Actually…

I'm sure you know… that this is not a crime anymore.

When did I say it's a crime, sir?

But don't forget, you two were caught in a raid.

A prostitution raid.

Is there a way… to get out of here sooner?

You'd like to walk out alone or as a couple?

Bro…

Bro…

Thank you for bailing me out.

Will you let me pee in peace?

I need to pee, too.

Really!

Sir…

I mean, bro.

You can punch me, slap me,

hit me all you want.

But don't kill me, please.

Because if you think about it with a cool mind…

you'll know that none of this is my fault.

I mean, what I did… There are no emotions involved in it.

It's just a job for me.

Since when do you know Naina?

About four months.

We were married for eight years.

All over in a flash.

Did you always meet at my house?

Bro, don't get into details now.

It will hurt. Let it go.

When would she call you?

How many times a week?

You are getting it all wrong.

No one hires a gigolo every day.

Bro…

I am truly sorry.

She will never see me or hear from me again. I promise.

Even though it's not my fault, I'm asking you to forgive me…

How much did you get paid?

Come on, now!

I will pay back every penny, including what you paid today.

What did you pay to the constable to get me out?

I paid more than your worth.

I am unable to understand… what my wife saw in a lowlife like you.

Bro…

I'm trying to be nice here,

but you are humiliating me.

How does one humiliate a worthless piece of trash?

You have no class, no character,

no etiquette, no manners!

Do you know a thing beyond goat's liver, intestines--

That's enough!

I've seen more of this world than you have.

Fine, sophisticated ladies pay for my company.

Education doesn't make you smart. It makes you a dumbass.

I am smart.

I get paid for my smartness.

I don't come cheap. I get booked for 10,000 rupees an hour.

As for all this…

I didn't approach your wife.

She booked me.

Herself.

And what I do…

very few people have it in them to do it.

Auto.

Drop me till the junction. The day you grow a pair,

let me know.

Would love to know what you are worth in the market.

How many fathers in this city… share a drink with their daughters?

Yeah, right.

I'm getting her medicines, and you fill her up with drinks.

-There is no need to act cool. -You try some too.

Maybe your frozen shoulder will melt away.

Of course, this is all I need now.

Okay, drop it. Why didn't you go to college today?

I did, Papa. There were no lectures. So I came back.

Hear this. Nowadays there are no lectures in college.

Some events are going on. That's why they canceled the lectures.

I AM OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE

WILL YOU COME OUT OR SHOULD I COME IN?

We never had events in our days.

Only studies. We used to focus on studies.

Mom, tell him.

What kind of a woman hires a gigolo?

Yes, Naina?

Answer me.

How much did you pay that guy?

How long did you book him for?

One hour?

Two hours?

Are two hours enough for you?

Can't you hear me?

You want headphones?

Let's wear headphones and talk.

It is much more for you fun that way, right?

Here.

Take it.

Were you watching us?

Where are you going?

Get back in the car. I am not done talking yet!

Keep your voice down.

Get back in the car.

We are done talking.

We'll be done talking,

only when you answer me.

What kind of a woman gets a man on hire?

What kind of a man's wife needs to do that?

It's his birthday today.

I thought I'd give him a surprise.

But look what's going on…

Happy Birthday to you

-Hello. -Addu bro, are you okay?

Can you hear me?

Brother, what happened?

-Hello. -Hello.

I want to be a gigolo.