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Is that so?

Hey! Don't ignore us, kiddo.

Hi, Grandpa! Hi, Grandma!

He was fine till last year!

He's become dark now.

Let me see.

Parvati has sent some pastries.

Brother, keep it in the refrigerator.

He couldn't escape the South Indian genes!

Come on.

Come on.

How long will it take to move this stuff out?

In a day or two, Ma'am. No worries.

Whose name should I mention in the contract?

-My husband's name. -All right.

He must be on his way.

Okay, please prepare the lease documents.

It's just the three of us. It will be in my name. Imran Aziz.

Uh... Imran Aziz?

Sir, are you a Muslim?

Yes.

I'm sorry, but Muslims aren't allowed here.

What? What do you mean?

What do you mean?

It's the housing society's rule. They don't allow Muslims.

What kind of rule? You're making all the rules.

Sir, I haven't made the rules. It's the housing society.

I'm just a real estate broker. It's my job to help you get a place.

-All right, we can't help it. -Come.

What's your name, son?

Hari.

Hari Aziz?

Yes.

I know, you have a problem with me being a Muslim.

I won't bother you anymore.

My grandfather was a freedom fighter.

Today, I feel ashamed that he fought for people like you.

People with skewed thinking.

Keep fighting these petty Hindu-Muslim battles

in your small petty minds.

-Are you new here? -Yes.

Yes, he's a temporary guest.

Hari, come over to our place to play, anytime.

Okay, see you.

-May Allah be with you. -Allah with you too.

What's the hurry?

Come in, please.

Okay, listen, Parvati.

Don't let the chairman know you're a Hindu.

He will ask you to leave.

What are you saying?

What's happening to this country?

Wow, it's delicious.

Rehana, you really cook delicious food.

Thank you.

The biryani is delectable.

-Outstanding! -Please have some more.

Imran bhai...

You speak Urdu fluently!

I thought, since you studied in Australia

you'd be speaking only English.

No, it's not like that, Shahid.

I studied here in a local government college.

I speak both Hindi and Urdu.

As far as English is concerned, I learned it from her in Australia.

Also, I learn a few things from Hari every day.

Same here. We learn few things from Sophia too, every day.

Shahid bhai...

-Judy? -Judy.

We really had a great time. I nearly ate my fingers.

Hey kiddo, how are you?

Everyone here calls me Salim bhai.

Salim bhai.

Idiot! Come here.

Yes, Salim bhai.

I must've warned you so many times

to keep the left gate closed!

So your name is, Imran.

Do not park your car in front of the lobby.

Take it back.

Come on.

♪ Not just my heart ♪

♪ My life belongs to you, my beloved ♪

♪ Not just my heart ♪

♪ My life belongs to you, my beloved ♪

♪ To die content in your arms ♪

♪ To die content in your arms ♪

♪ Is the only privilege I seek ♪

♪ Not just my heart ♪

♪ My life belongs to you, my beloved ♪

♪ I weep, it agonizes me ♪

♪ And nothing seem to be of any help ♪

♪ I weep, it agonizes me ♪

♪ There is no solace ♪

♪ A night of separation ♪

♪ A night of separation ♪

♪ Is greater than the separation Of hundred nights together ♪

♪ Not just my heart ♪

♪ My life belongs to you, my beloved ♪

♪ Not just my heart ♪

♪ My life belongs to you, my beloved ♪

It's done.

I'm used to it now.

Ours was an arranged marriage.

Is Imran Aziz home?

You have to come downstairs.

-Who? -Bhai.

-Bhai? -Salim bhai.

He is the Chairman.

-Why? -He wants to discuss an urgent matter.

Are you sure it's urgent?

Didn't you hear me? You've been summoned downstairs.

Uh...

Have a seat.

Yes.

So, Imran bhai.

How's everything?

Everything is fine.

Last week, I met Yusuf.

He was asking about you.

He is financing your movie, right?

I've done a lot for him. He owes me.

Send your boy outside.

Let him stay here.

Look, Imran bhai...

we want to talk to you about your wife.

Imran, good Muslim women keep themselves fully covered.

This is a decent neighborhood.

Understand?

Hari.

Actually, if it were a decent neighborhood...

you wouldn't have ogled at my wife when she was in shorts.

Hey, watch your mouth!

You're a bloody hypocrite!

You're against women's freedom!

At least, we don't display our women for the world to see.

Damn you...

Let him go!

Move! Get off of me!

You all are bloody goons!

You should be ashamed of yourselves. Your thinking is a stigma to humanity.

I'll have you thrown out! Let's see how you deal with it then!

Tell me something new!

People like you have caused rifts in this nation.

Salim bhai, Shahid was drinking with him.

Do I need to take permission from your father?

I know you inside out.

So, drop the innocent act!

Get out of the way!

Shahid, let's go.

I won't spare you.

Poor thing.

The chairman?

Bad news first.

I can totally understand, brother.

What you're going through.

-It's crazy. -Too much.

Shut up. Shut up!

Someone is at the door. Shut up.

-What do you want? -You are beating your wife!

What the hell are you talking about? Leave!

Hold on! We're not asking, we are telling you.

-You were beating your wife. -What? Get lost.

-We will inform the police. -Don't enter!

How dare you enter my house!

Where the hell are you going? Bloody cheap actors!

Take another step, I'll kill you.

Sister.

Please don't be afraid.

He won't beat you again.

Give me your phone.

I'll be back.

I won't spare you.

Get lost.

-Do whatever you want. -I won't spare you either.

We'll get him arrested today!

Too many wife beaters!

-Give me the phone. -I'm coming with you.

The secretary has sent this for you.

Sir, we want to file a complaint.

Our neighbor... regularly beats his wife.

Today, while we were home, we heard noises

so we went to check on him.

We saw he was beating his wife, we have photos...

Okay. Tell me.

Sir. We have a complaint...

Is your name Vishal?

Yes, but how do you know my name?

Why are you here?

You're here to lodge a complaint against the secretary, right?

Yes, I mean...

-He was... -Wait.

Come here.

Come here.

-Sir... -What is this?

Huh?

You guys come to Mumbai and fool around.

Live a debauched life.

You turn your house into a pub and party day and night.

You live with women without marriage.

And when the housing society objects, you threaten them?

Huh?

-Get out. -Sir, a minute.

-Sir, please... -Sir, we have evidence.

Give me the phone. Just have a look.

Okay, show me the proof.

-He is beating his wife... -Can I see it for myself?

We're here to file a complaint...

-Look. -Look at her condition.

That's his wife.

The marks are visible.

It's not just today. It happens every day.

Okay, what if you have done this?

Tell me.

-Sir, you're strange. -While you were beating her,

your wife was taking her pictures!

Wife or girlfriend?

-We're asking... -Is she your girlfriend or wife?

She's my girlfriend.

Where are you people from?

Chandigarh.

Damn.

North Indians.

We know...

how North Indians treat their women!

Don't speak English!

You can't speak English here!

-Sir... -Was I not clear?

Get lost!

-Get lost. -A complaint...

I'll put you behind bars! Get lost.

-Sir... -Do you want to be behind bars?

No, man.

Thank you, brother.

I'm sure once it gets released...

-Inshaallah! -Inshaallah!

But I told him upfront.

No. Shahid, it's okay.

Let this be my role in your movie.

Let's begin.

I'll destroy his entire family!

I'll bring him down to the streets!

I'll strip him down naked!

Did you write this?

I did.

I will let you know.

We'll make the film, have some whiskey.

It's time for whisky. Have it.

I'll let you know by tomorrow.

Actually, we were just hoping if you would hear our story.

No.

I'll read it and let you know.

It's time for whiskey.

I'm drinking alone and you're just sitting.

-Train. -Yes.

By the way,

Sir, can I tell you the whole story, just once, please?

Keep it short.

Sir, I was informed that you could spare two hours.

My secretary?

Hold on.

Sandy.

You told him he had two hours?

Are you mad? That's a lot of time.

Idiot.

All right.

I'm a huge fan!

Sir, it's not like that.

No. I'm not allergic to newcomers.

Look, your script has a lots of details.

There's depth...

There are nuances.

These kids... No, man.

They can do it.

They are great actors and that's precisely is the problem.

They perform great only on screen.

Otherwise, their performance at the box office is very ungrateful.

Mr. Chopra...

My dear, better cinema can help a country progress.

But, what about our company?

-Sir, you should like the concept. -I like the concept.

That's why you're still here.

Else I just send them away.

Okay, forget everything and tell me how your movie ends!

Sir, I told you. It starts and ends with the same scene.

There is a train and it's going back...

A train, again?

Is it Lahore again?

It's the concept, sir.

We change everything and...

The beginning and the end is the same.

-Right? -I mean...

So, it starts with a train in Lahore

-and ends with a train in Lahore. -Yes.

-A cycle? -A complete circle!

I thought you meant a bicycle.

No.

Sir, I thought I'd narrate the script to you along with the actors.

-Which actors? -Vishal and Divya.

-Who? Okay, the ones we talked about. -Yes.

You mean the great actors.

It's okay.

We will shake along with it.

I don't know where you people get these amazing ideas...

I don't know.

Are you sure, brother?

I mean, you can make this film if you rope in big actors...

so, I think you should go for it.

Listen.

Okay, tell us about your new place? Have you settled in?

What's there to settle? We're just three people and...

It's a small house, it provides our basic needs.

It's okay, brother, next time.

Uncle, tea?

Come this way! This way!

Where are you running?

Get them!

There he is.

Take it easy, go slow.

Come. Let's go.

They must be hiding somewhere here.

-They were right here. -Look there.

My dear children!

Sir, can I suggest something?

First, get me some water.

Guru, water please.

-Sir, how about... -Is the water cold?

Is it cold? No, sir.

Sir, whatever we are shooting, it's only wide shots...

Can we go closer in some takes?

Some shallow focus to enhance the character and their emotions.

What's happening here?

What are we doing?

What are we doing?

Sir, we are shooting.

-Are we shooting an interview? -No, Sir.

Talking about shallow focus and close-ups!

You've studied in Australia.

Keep these imported ideas for the world.

Don't teach me direction.

Prepare the next shot.

Get the next shot, please.

Yes, Parv?

Yes?

Come here, you asshole.

Are you a big filmmaker? Are you Spielberg?

- No, Sir. - You can't become Spielberg.

He completes his projects!

What have you completed?

Have you worked at all?

I haven't seen this kind of set up.

I knew it!

I've directed 1,400 episodes. Understand?

Also, I've bagged two awards, back to back.

Now, you will compare yourself with me?

What's your name?

What is your name?

Imran Aziz.

Will you teach me the Ramayana?

It's not for you people.

Home schooling?

So he studies at home?

It means no school at all.

You're a hopeless father!

You stopped paying his school fees because you want to make a film!

Both, his schooling and your film are shelved now!

Complete one task at a time.

It was three times bigger than this set.

They had about 300-400 people.

-Sir, there's a problem. -I had to handle...

-What happened? -Sir, the actress has lost her earrings

-and the stylist has no replacement. -So?

What should I do? Tell me!

Sir, the continuity will break.

What?

-Sir, continuity break. -Continuity?

Continuity?

You know what? Why don't you direct it?

-Sir, I have to take this call. -Put it in your pocket.

-Sir. -Inside!

Sathe, hurry up, will you?

We don't have all day.

- Hello, Imran Aziz? -Yes.

We've arrested four suspects in the Anand Shastri case.

You have to come to the police station to identify the man.

How long will it take you to come?

I'll come right away. Give me 20 minutes.

20 minutes.

Sir, he'll come in 20 minutes.

Anyway, once you leave, what's left for us really?

She skips school sometimes.

It will take some time.

Isn't Imran Aziz at home?