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You got this from the prison clerk?

-Yes. -Well done.

Write a cracking story that everyone reads.

Scroll ahead, sir.

The real story is here.

-What is this? -Sir, there are more photos. Have a look.

Sir, this story is not about hooch,

it is about the illegal trade of endangered animals.

And this operation is run by his wife Jugnu.

Jyoti, this story was about Manju.

Where did Jugnu come from?!

Manju's story has no meat.

He is a simpleton… almost foolish.

He has been framed,

and they say, it is his wife who has framed him.

He is supposed to get out in a few days, but he may not be able to.

In all this mess, the real story is this woman's…

Jugnu's.

No.

Jyoti,

what you are mistaking for animal trade,

is actually animal welfare.

As per the information I have, Jugnu just rescues animals.

Sir, who is your source?!

Are you questioning my information?

I think I chose the wrong reporter for this story.

I will look for someone else…

who can see the merit in this.

Sorry, sir.

I've disappointed you.

Look, Jyoti.

Many times in life, what you see…

is not what's real.

Manju is very cunning.

He is acting foolish to fool you.

And if you don't want to come across as foolish,

then write the hidden truth behind his unassuming face.

Got it?

Have your tea.

KULLAD TEA STALL

Why aren't you answering calls?

I have given myself a break today.

Cancel it then.

The day that Sitara had hired you for, is here.

What day?

Premium booking.

Not inside the room, but outside!

-Very few get this chance. -What does that mean?

I mean, we have an old client, Renu…

who wants to take you with her for her college reunion…

as her fiancé.

Reunion?

I mean, how can I do this in public?

It's not in the city. You'll be traveling to another city.

Fiancé for two hours and driver for ten.

Take your car.

It will go with her persona.

-And yeah, just a moment. Here! -What?

See this.

-What is this? -Roshni has sent this.

It's nice, isn't it?

Let's sell it and split the spoils.

Please let this be, it's a gift.

I will give you your half in cash.

You are a gigolo,

not a lover.

Never forget.

What about---

What's wrong, my child?

Go in, I'll join you.

Alright.

You go out with your friends to see a movie or something. Yeah?

Take a leave today.

Hello, Bhavna.

That flat of yours in Srishti Apartments…

Can I get the broker's number?

This is "corpora cavernosa". There are two of these.

When this gets filled with blood,

our machinery runs smoothly.

But, if stress causes these nerves to open up

and blood can't accumulate over here,

then you face this problem.

-Ugh! -This is not "ugh", it's biology.

Was everything fine… before these two episodes?

Smooth, like butter.

So when you are asleep, and when you wake up in the morning,

-do you feel the stiffness? -Full power!

Then, your problem is not physical. It is mental.

This is what we call performance anxiety,

that is, short-term erectile--

I am not mentally unfit.

Prescribe me a medicine… like Vayra.

No. You don't need meds. You just need to relax.

Take a small break… sometimes sex can take over your mind.

You are overthinking this. Go for a holiday.

If possible, just don't think about it.

I won't be able to do that.

Why not?

This is my livelihood.

My future depends on this.

How?

Actually, Doctor, I am a gigolo.

Gigolo?

-Meaning? -It means…

ladies call me over for sex.

Do they call you themselves?

I have to have sex with them.

Have to?

And they pay me as well…

You get money too?

I take it.

So, a break is not an option for me.

How do you become a gigolo?

-"How to become a gigolo?" -Hey…

Why don't you guys leave me alone? Just google it, man!

Wait, buddy.

Good evening, ma'am!

Good evening.

Ma'am! Ma'am! Listen to me, ma'am.

Ma'am.

Ma'am. Please, ma'am.

Please don't call Sitara ji. Please just give me a minute, ma'am.

What are you doing here?

I am your date. Sitara ji has sent me.

Listen, I am canceling the booking.

-No, ma'am. -You may leave. I will call for a cab.

Ma'am…

Ma'am, please just hear me out for a minute.

Will you leave or should I call the cops?

No, ma'am. There is no need to call the cops.

Whatever happened that day… it was something else, ma'am!

Does Sitara know that you ran after Sunny with a pistol?

No.

How can she send a goon like you on a date with me?

Do I look like a goon to you, ma'am?

See! I am a gentleman, ma'am!

That day, the circumstances were very different.

Phone…

Hi, Gurpreet.

Yeah.

No, no, I am leaving right now… just waiting for the cab.

No!

I won't ditch this time.

I will be there for sure. On my way, yes.

Please go.

Let me wait till your cab gets here.

Please let me do this much.

Can I?

It's heavy, ma'am!

Move aside.

I apologize for what I did that day.

If possible, please forget about it.

Thank you.

Happy journey, ma'am!

You sure you are not carrying a weapon?

You can search me.

-I want one. -Five thousand.

-Five thousand? -Yeah. Very good. From Columbia.

-I only have two thousand. -No two thousand. Only five thousand.

-Give half. -No half, bro.

This is my country. You're guest. Give discount.

I'll give you something cheap. This is Meow-meow. Cheap and good.

-But it's not cocaine? -Same high.

-Same as cocaine? -Same same.

-How much? -700 rupees.

-700… -Hurry up! Hurry up!

I hear gigolo,

after a few years… no boom boom without cocaine.

Is that true?

Who said so?

I boom boom all the time.

Day-night… boom boom!

Okay. Chill out, bro.

-Go! -Okay, bro.

Let's go.

Why did you change your mind?

The car had a stink.

Couldn't tolerate five hours of that!

Tolerating you would be easier.

How is your wife?

We are not together anymore.

Oh…

You left her?

She…

left on her own.

And you became a gigolo?

The things the male ego makes you do!

No.

It's not about ego…

Then?

This time is yours.

You are more important than me.

That's why I am asking.

Why did you become a gigolo?

You can call it… self-discovery.

The reason has depth.

But the answer is incorrect.

-Madam! -Yeah!

I'm sorry I got stuck in traffic.

-No problem. -Come.

These days, I tell you…

There is some work going on, so…

this will be repaired.

Come in, ma'am.

This…

all this will be repaired, right?

Yeah… I guess. Let me speak to the owner.

Sister, in whose name…

-Naina Johri. -In the name of Naina Johri…

No. No. She is married.

Yeah, but that's not a problem…

we will make the agreement in her husband's name.

Yes. Alright.

It's done.

Actually,

I need the agreement under my name.

Yes, the agreement will be in your name.

We only need a signature from your husband.

But, I'm the one who is going to stay here.

Is your husband working abroad?

Yeah, he is in the merchant navy. He comes after six months.

-That's why… -That will be an issue then.

Mr. Shukla will only rent the place to a family.

There is one way out.

Get the agreement made in your father's name.

A brother?

Can I get its keys for a day?

This reunion of yours happens every year?

No. Once in five years.

What will I have to do there?

Nothing.

Stick around and be seen for about 15 minutes,

then have a glass of whisky,

have some polite conversations with the husbands, and then leave.

Only 15 minutes?

You are very busy with your work.

You don't have time for these parties.

And what would be my name and profession?

An ordinary name and an ordinary profession.

You don't want your date to be special?

I don't want you to be the topic of discussion there.

And I don't want that for myself either.

Meaning?

I mean, before my friends start with a tirade about my loneliness,

and how bad the end is for lonely people,

I will introduce you as my fiancé.

Then I won't have to listen to the "poor widow" Bollywood dialogues.

"Life is tough as a mountain. How will you manage?

Everyone needs a support system…

emotional support, financial support." Etc.

I am going there to refresh old memories…

and relive beautiful moments from the past.

Not to be a tragedy queen.

Got it.

Have you thought of a name?

How's Adarsh?

Perfect.

It's so missable.

But there is one problem…

You don't look like an "Adarsh".

You look like Bond.

James Bond?

Need to do something.

The suit I was wearing was good too.

It was new.

Set your hair to match with it.

Perfect. Now you look like an "Adarsh".

I hate Adarsh!

Mom.

I have made a decision.

I have never stayed alone in life.

There's always been some voice or the other in the background,

and I have never listened to my own thoughts.

Never got the chance to.

No. No, no!

Naina, no self-pity!

Mom…

I have…

I have decided that…

the relationship Adarsh and I have…

No.

No.

Straight to the point.

To Papa.

Well,

can I put my name plate outside the house?

Thank you.

Give me a second.

What was so urgent that you've called me to this filthy lodge?

No… please sit.

Something to drink?

If you want me to put in a good word with Sitara,

-I am not going to do it. -No, no.

I am doing great.

I am making it big in the whole state now.

I can see that.

I don't have too much time.

I have to go to a parent-teacher meeting. Out with it.

Nicky…

can we have sex?

Now.

Are you out of your mind?

-What do you think I am?! -One second, one second!

You are a friend…

and this won't be the first time.

That was professional training.

Not a pity fuck in the guise of friendship.

I need…

some more… professional training.

The thing is…

that I have so many clients that…

I am having some performance issues.

By the way,

I have got some medicine from a doctor.

I just need to check.

Am I a trial machine?

So you can check if the parts are working or not?

What is that? In your nose?

-What? -Come here.

-What is that? Show me. -What… let go!

-Show me, what is… -Let me go!

Did you use cocaine?

No. It's not cocaine.

You are lying to me?!

Swear on my grandma, it's not cocaine.

This thing you are shoving up your nostrils,

will hollow out your body and mind!

And the little life you have left on that organ will die as well.

Leave or I will hit you with my shoe. Go!

Leave!

I am the one who has paid for the hotel.

Now I know why Sitara fired you.

Your decline has started. Just wait and watch.

Mini, my friend!

Why aren't you answering my calls?

I was busy.

Free today?

No. I am going on a date.

-Give it here. -Sunny, why are you…

Sunny. No excuses today.

Meet us at the club this evening.

Alright.

What is this?

Normal Indian husbands don't do these things.

Move.

Look at that.

What are you doing?!

Is it bad to be normal?

You can't always expect the excitement of a first date.

And after a point, a husband and wife

become comfortable with each other's habits and behaviors.

There is a difference between being comfortable and being indifferent.

Maybe, he's not ignoring the other on purpose…

maybe he is toiling day and night to build a future.

Are you making a case for yourself?

Not for myself…

for your fiancé Adarsh!

He sounds like my dead husband.

How?

Adarsh has a superpower.

He can disappear at any moment,

into the world he has created inside his mind.

Where he can see only himself and his dreams.

Can't see the world around him, the people around him.

He can't see if someone's got a haircut, or is wearing a new lipstick…

or has tears rolling down her eyes.

Because he is busy!

Busy focusing on bigger things in life. More important things in life.

The legacy…

which he will leave behind when he is dead.

Jyoti, how are you?

Okay, okay.

-Hello! -Hi.

-How are you? -The big shots are here today!

You look exactly the same, Renu!

You look dazzling as well!

-Keerti?! -How are you?

Same as before. How's life treating you?

Oh, why are you standing there?! Come here.

Meet Adarsh, my fiancé.

Hi, I am Adarsh. Renu's fiancé.

So, what do you do?

I am a professor. I teach Math.

-Which university? -Not a university.

Online classes. My students are all over the world.

So you don't need to go to the office?!

I don't like to live by other people's rules.

There's a unique kind of peace in that.

-Wow! -That's something!

Wish I could do something like that…

Now, should we move and greet other people

-or will we be stuck here? -Yes, let's go.

-Come. -Come, let's go.

-Yeah. Yeah. -Looks better…

There's no need for big dialogues.

Stick to the brief.

Sorry.

Excuse me. You guys carry on.

I have to make an important call.

He is always busy. Make it quick, please.

Hey, bro! Play a Hindi song.

-What? -Play "G.O.A.T."!

And announce my name.

A thousand more.

That's enough! Make the announcement.

Yo, ladies and gentlemen! Sunny in the house!

Here comes, Mr. Frivolous!

Check out his walk.

Like he just conquered the world.

Why are you guys always at each other?

What's up, my bros?

-Sunny, are you alright? -Mini, my friend.

-Yes. -I love you.

I love you too.

We've been waiting for half an hour.

Sorry, brother. I was with a beautiful woman.

You know, I am a gigolo, so I sleep

-with… -Sunny, Sunny! Shut up!

Don't break the pact! Shut up!

-I, no… -No shop talk.

Explain the meaning of the word "pact" to him.

Oh, hello!

I know "pact". I know.

Let go of the fake accent, Sunny. That's not you! Alright?

What am I not?

I know what pact means.

I break no pact.

I no work for your mama anymore. I free.

Guys, we aren't here to fight but to have a good time.

Beers?

Kids drink beer. Not men!

-Fuck you. -What the fuck!

Chill, both of you.

You have your beer. You have some water.

Come.

-That's it, that's it. -Now we're talking!

Who is that?

Sir!

Why are you standing alone?

Come and join us. Come here.

Thank you. I am good.

Anyway, I need to leave in a bit.

Why? Who are you with?

Renu. In the green sari.

Renu Roy.

The pride and joy of our batch!

Live wire!

But she is a widow now.

By the way, I am her fiancé.

-Oh! -Wow!

Sir! In that case, you have to join us for a drink.

-Please join us. Come. -Please. Please.

Please join us.

Myself Chaddha.

-I am Adarsh. -Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you. -Cheers to them, guys!

-Cheers. -Cheers.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Look at him!

He is still the hero he always was.

And look at us with our paunches.

Who is that?

Him?

Raghav Jaiswal.

He's a power broker. He gets called to big TV debates.

People like us are just getting by in life.

True that!

Someone else is living it up.

Him!

Fuck me!

-What? -Fuck me!

-You want sex? -I am not your client.

I can give a friend's discount.

Friends can fuck.

-Are you high? -You want to be high too?

What have you had?

Meow-meow!

Meow! Meow!

Meow!

-Meow! -Sunny, let's go.

Enough with the dancing.

Come.

He is high. Meow-meow… I don't know.

-Bloody loser, junkie! -Vikki!

Let's go.

Let's go? Where?! Guys, please stop it!

Why did you kiss me that day?

Huh?

Sunny, let's get out of here.

This man…

no man!

This man kiss man!

I kiss woman!

-Rascal! -Vikki!

Look at me, you rascal!

You are not a man. You are just a cheap slut on drugs.

I am the man!

I am the man!

Stop him, Vikki!

Leave him. Let's go!

-How can we leave him like this? -I hate it here!

I hate this place. I hate my mom, and I hate him.

I am the man!

I am going back to Mumbai tomorrow.

If you want to wait for his battery to run out then please do.

For me, he's gone!

I am the man!

Batch of '95!

May I have your attention, please?

Today, after 20 years, we have in our midst, Renu Roy!

And in her honor, we'll get to see an amazing performance,

by the lady-killer of our batch…

Mr. Raghav Jaiswal!

-Raghav! -Raghav!

-Raghav! -Lady killer?

-Raghav! -Not me, everybody says this!

-Raghav! -Come on, Raghav!

Have you ever loved someone?!

Yes!

-Ever given your heart away?! -Yes!

I did too!

Hey, to the young and restless like me

Don't ever give away your heart like me

After falling in love

I lost my peace and my sleep

It's not wrong

What people say

That there is no

No bigger illness than love

Sir, the heist has begun!

-What do you mean? -Sir, he is whisking your fiancé away!

He used to do the same in college.

Decent people like you and me just stand there with our hands in our pockets,

while someone else snatches away what is rightfully ours.

Hey, Chaddha.

-Enough with the depressing talks. -Okay.

Excuse me!

Sure.

Excuse me!

May I have a dance with my to-be wife?

-To-be wife? -Yeah.

Thank you!

I saved you.

Who asked you to?

I am not your wife. This is role-play.

He's a good guy.

By the way, you are free now. You may go.

Then how will you travel back?

I will manage.

Someone or the other will be traveling that way.

No. I cannot leave you alone and go.

If you don't want me here,

I will wait for you outside.

Call me once you are free.

You are not a bad guy.

True that!

Why did you become a gigolo?

Thank you.

You're hoping, one day, your wife will hire you.

You will be standing at the door,

and like a hero, you'll deliver a dialogue, "See! I can do this too."

Is that what you think will happen?

This whole Mr. Charming act you're doing for me…

have you ever done this for her?

Instead of trying to understand the emptiness of her life…

you went out to prove yourself?

Isn't that twisted?

There's a void in her life.

And that emptiness can't be cured with a few rented moments of happiness.

It's only a temporary distraction.

And your wife knows this very well.

I will wait for you outside to drive you back.

I am where I want to be.

You need to go back.

Thank you so much and drive safe.

Thank you.

You're back?!

Which movie did you watch?

I didn't go to watch a movie.

So what did you do on your day off?

I had gone to check out an apartment.

Whose apartment, Naina?

Mom, well…

an apartment for myself.

Papa.

I have checked out an apartment.

I really like it.

I've also told the broker to make an agreement…

in your name.

Papa, you had put your name on my birth certificate.

I want you to put your name on my rebirth certificate too.

Mom!

Mom.

This is the first time I am not running away.

I am searching for myself.

Why are you punishing us because of that rascal?

I always knew he was a bastard!

Your mom just got to know.

Who is the bastard?

I don't even want to take that shameful person's name!

He is dead to us! A man who can't be loyal to his wife,

cannot be loyal to anyone.

-What's going on? -If I lay my eyes on him again,

I swear to you, my child,

I will tear him into two.

Amber?

Mom saw brother-in-law with a girl.

What girl?

The one responsible for breaking up your home!

I saw them myself.

He was feeding her apples in the hospital.

-You got them married. -I got them married?

And who was after my life?

"She is getting older! Now is the time!"

So you will get her married to any Tom, Dick, or Harry?!

Get her married to the first person you set eyes on?

-Then you should have looked for a groom. -Yeah! "You should have looked."

You just got impressed because he'd read a few books.

-Yes, it's all my fault. -It is your fault!

You should have checked.

I told you, his father is a womanizer.

This! This is what you two always do…

Blame game.

You are blaming the wrong person.

He is not the one having an affair.

I am.

I mean,

even I am not having an "affair".

I had hired a boy, paid him…

to spend time with me.

A male escort. Gigolo.

Gigolo?

What's a gigolo--

Mom…

I want to speak the truth.

So that I don't start my new life…

on the basis of a lie.

Get out of this house.

Naina, my child…

I don't want sympathy, Mom.

Naina.

Can't untangle it

However hard I try

Even if it untangles itself What’s to gain?

I stole a few moments

That became a lifetime’s punishment

I searched and searched and searched

But the answer eluded me

I searched and searched and searched

But the answer eluded me

Where have you vanished Why hide from sight?

Meet my gaze, eye to eye

All those memories that linger

How can they be forgotten?

I searched and searched and searched

But the answer eluded me

I searched and searched and searched

But the answer eluded me

My home's address is lost to me

Everything's a blur

Yet, in this heart's deepest cracks

A flower blooms today

I searched and searched and searched

And it was hidden right here, all along!

I searched and searched and searched

And it was hidden right here, all along!