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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.

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

My beloved, give me your loving embrace

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

My beloved, give me your loving embrace

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

My beloved, give me your loving embrace

Come, come

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

Adarsh!

In your refuge, I’m losing myself

My beloved, give me your loving embrace

With tomorrow’s promise, I sit here today

Where did you disappear to yesterday?

Something urgent came up.

What could have been more urgent than that meeting?

We were so close to getting the funds.

And since when have you started drinking?

That too in the office?

What the hell happened? Say something.

I am asking you!

-Hello… -Hello, sir.

-This is Geeta. -Geeta from?

Sir, didn't you call our agency last night?

Which agency?

You want to be a gigolo, right?

Wrong… wrong number.

Come on, tell me. Is everything okay?

Does it have something to do with Naina?

There should be something left between me and her in the first place.

Adarsh…

Slip it inside this.

-What? -Pistol, what else?

Who are you?

-Who is this? -Come on, give the introduction!

Brother, he is Babloo sir's right-hand man.

He is here for the goods.

You think I'm walking around with it?

Then let's go where it is.

Please, let's be civil about this.

Buddy, let me sort this out. You wait a minute.

-Drill some sense into him… -Yes, I will.

-or he'll get knocked out for no reason. -Come on.

-What did he say? -Nothing.

-What did he say? -Nothing. Brother…

It's urgent. Please understand.

He hasn't left me alone since last night. It is expensive.

Then you should have given me something cheap.

Why give me such an expensive pistol?

Wow, brother!

I have respect for you, brother.

How could I have given you something cheap?

It's the first time you asked anything of me.

Your respect is becoming more painful than piles.

I'll have it delivered.

And don't bring such people to me.

-Give me my pistol. -What pistol?

The one you picked up from the hotel this morning.

-Sit. -Where?

On the seat! Do you want to sit on my head?

Walk this side, and sit.

Hold this.

Where are we going?

Where is the pistol?

I have been nothing but civil with you so far

because I thought you were in shock.

But you are taking me lightly.

You are taking me lightly!

-Go for it. -Let go of that.

You let go.

-You let go first. -I'll smash your head!

-I'm letting go! -Let go.

Let go!

Drop it!

Sir, go easy on the violence, please.

I'm holding myself back because of your age.

-You should be thanking me instead. -For what?

You'd be behind bars if the cops had got hold of it.

You would have been behind bars. I am a journalist.

-Yeah, right! -Where is my pistol?

-I don't have it. -What do you mean?

I mean, it's a pistol, not a comb that can be kept at home.

-It's with a friend. -Let's go to your friend.

-He's in college right now. -Let's go to his college.

I will drive.

Go for it. Let's see how!

You won't drive. You will sit behind me, and I will drive.

I will return the pistol on one condition.

You'll never show your face in my hood again.

I don't enjoy stepping into the filth you were born in.

Good… Don't. That's exactly what I want!

I'll call you when I've picked up the pistol from my friend.

Give me your number.

Note it down.

-8514… -What?

8514…

-85… 14. -14.

3.

-3… -55.

-55. -55.

-55? -5.

-5. -Save it as Rocky.

From what angle do you look like a Rocky?

I know your real name.

Then save it with the name you know.

Give me a missed call.

IDIOT

My name is Adarsh Johri. Don't forget.

Not that you're letting me forget.

PSYCHO

I'll wait for your call.

If I don't get a call from you,

I'll have the owners of the pistol pay you a visit.

They cut up human beings, not goats.

If I want to hit you, you won't see it coming.

Hello… Sanjay bro!

Hold on. Don't sell it.

I thought you'd be at the press.

That's what you thought yesterday too, right?

Here…

The keys to the main door and the bedroom.

Put some clothes on.

Why?

Are you embarrassed to see me like this?

You paid money to see that boy naked,

but you can't bear to look at me for free?

Put the bag down.

Put it down.

At this moment, we'll end up having an argument.

Look at me!

Touch me.

-Touch me. -Let go!

What does that gigolo have that I don't?

Please, let me go.

Touch me.

Touch me.

Is it sex that you want?

Let's do it.

It's not free, madam. You'll have to pay for it.

-You aren't worth it. -What? Come again.

You think I cannot do this?

Do what you feel like. What's holding you back?

You!

Our relationship of eight years.

My earnestness, which you used to screw me over!

I toiled day and night for you, for this home.

For me? What did I ever ask of you?

Yeah, right! You never asked for anything.

My mind was playing tricks. Maybe these walls were speaking,

or my ears were ringing. "Adarsh…

let's get rid of this old junk box and get a new car."

"Adarsh, let's buy a house uptown."

I was going to split the cost.

Not you, Naina. Your dad.

And I don't want a penny from that man! You know why?

Because if I die, he will dig me out of the grave

and remind my corpse of the massive favor he did me.

-Keep my father out of this. -Why?

He funds your whims and fantasies, right?

I am of no use to you anyway.

-I have a job. -I see…

What exactly do you do, madam?

Shoot rockets into space? Planning a mission to Mars?

You spend your day keeping count of the blood

that your father sucked out of day laborers and rickshaw pullers.

Do you know what a hard day's work really means?

Searching for gigolos from a cabin your father gave you

is not called work. It's called debauchery.

That too, funded by your father.

Bravo!

That's what you think of me.

You think I don't matter.

My feelings don't matter. My work doesn't matter.

You alone are achieving the impossible in this city.

No, I am not, madam. You are doing the impossible

by hooking up with a guy half your age

in my house, my bed.

The bed is not yours.

-Really? -I make that bed every day.

I change the bed sheets and the pillow covers.

I pick up your wet towels.

I've slept on it alone, day and night, and dreamed of a life together

and seen those dreams shatter as well.

The bed is not yours alone. It's mine, too.

Fine, then.

Please take your bed, bedsheets, pillows, mattress,

and your colorful dreams along with you.

-It's over! -It's over!

It's over!

It's over!

It's over!

It's over!

It's over!

It's over!

-Hello. -Yes, sir.

I want to apply for your membership.

I thought you changed your mind.

No. I've just made up my mind.

Great. Please transfer 5,000 rupees as a one-time membership fee

and send us your latest photograph.

Please, no nudes.

We've reached, ma'am.

-Hi, Naina. -Bhavna, hi.

-I need a small favor. -Tell me.

Is your flat in Srishti Apartments still vacant?

I gave it out on rent a couple of months back.

-Who's interested in it? -My…

My friend is visiting from Delhi.

She needs it for a few days.

Sorry.

Why don't you send her to my place?

-I have an empty room upstairs. -No…

She'll manage, I guess.

-Thank you. -Alright.

Congratulations, sir. We have a request for your first booking.

I've sent you the client's picture.

But I cannot see her face in this.

Sir, that's for privacy. You can see the body, right?

-Is she single or married? -We can't share personal details, sir.

Do you want to do this or not?

Alright. Please confirm the booking.

Great. Sending you the location details.

I am here next to the airport parking lot.

I'm wearing a cream-colored full-sleeved shirt

and gray trousers.

Yeah.

No, I am alone.

Where? Where are you?

I can see two cars.

Okay.

The night is young, words left unsaid

Let whatever happens, happen…

Thank you.

-Is this your first time? -No.

Do you have protection on you?

Today's weather is pleasantly playful.

Light drizzle and gentle showers are expected.

That guy will take you inside. I'll get the client and join you guys.

-Is this hotel safe? -We do this every day.

Don't worry. Come.

Come.

How much time will it take for her to reach?

The client wants a small video of you.

-An introduction of sorts. -But I have shared my picture already.

What good is a picture?

She wants to see you talking.

Sit here.

Okay? Comfortable?

Yeah.

Okay, 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?

This is not for my pleasure, man!

Don't worry, okay?

Everyone shits their pants the first time.

A little confidence now! Like a man!

But I was told over the phone that photographs are enough.

Come on, man! If you are this embarrassed, don't do it.

I knew as soon as I saw you that you don't have what it takes.

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? That's all.

One minute.

Where is the washroom?

Over there.

Go.

Hi.

Hi.

I am… Adarsh.

Hi, I am Adarsh. I am safe and I am a gentle…

I… I am a gentleman.

Hi, I am Adarsh. I am safe and I am--

Time's up.

I'm coming.

Come, sit.

Sit… No need to freak out.

Sit, buddy.

Who are you guys?

We are kidnappers. And you've been kidnapped.

I told you a dozen times. I'm not a gigolo. I'm a journalist.

I came here for a story.

Nice excuse, buddy! But it won't fly.

A lawyer came here before you to investigate a case.

He left us a million rupees richer.

For you, we'll make it half a million.

I won't give you a single rupee. You guys should know,

that journalists like me have no money. But we have power.

I'll get sketches of you guys drawn and expose your scam.

You'll show us your power?

Stay still, or I will cut your balls off!

Pretending to be a journalist, this fuck!

Show me your power! Tie his hands.

Tie him.

Check his pockets.

There it is.

What's the pin? Tell me the pin!

-There is no money. -Tell me!

-Hey… two… -I'll cut it off!

2491.

This belongs to your husband.

Please return it to him. He came to kill me yesterday.

Have you lost your mind? Adarsh doesn't have a gun.

Then you don't know him well enough.

He isn't the simpleton he shows himself to be.

If I knew your husband was a maniac with a weapon,

I would've never agreed to give you service.

Please go! Go!

You got me in this mess. Now you get me out.

After threatening me with goons and gangsters,

he's stopped answering my calls.

Look…

I am a gigolo, not a gangster.

Please make sure your husband understands that.

I beg of you.

Why did you have to tell him that you are a gigolo?

I called you here to intimidate him,

not to mouth Bollywood dialogues.

"We are kidnappers!"

You aren't a kidnapper, you're an idiot.

I thought that if I raised my voice, he'd shit his pants.

You scare people with guns, not words.

I do all the legwork.

I look for idiots who fit the profile, get them right into the trap,

only for you lazy fucks to ruin it.

You can't get a gun, but you want to be a gangster.

-The gun is on the way-- -It's up your ass. Shit it out.

Take this.

-Withdraw whatever he has. -Get some booze and snacks as well.

Yeah, right, it's a party!

"Ujla Aaina."

The news behind the headlines.

Man, he is a journalist for real.

He is no journalist. He is messing with us.

Journalists don't dress up and wear perfume before running after a story.

They run disheveled.

He's not here for news. He's here for a fuck.

I have attended a few psychology lectures, too.

I won't be fooled so easily.

Look… Try and understand.

Your timing got mismatched,

but my life is on the line.

Please keep this.

Everything is… mismatched.

My whole life is a mismatch.

And yet…

we keep trying to match a mismatched life.

Get up every morning, fry an egg,

make lunch, pack the tiffin,

go to work,

come back, make dinner, eat, and sleep.

And nothing in between.

In between, there's me.

Get it?

Keep this. Please.

I don't want your husband showing up at my door at night.

Naina madam.

Gun.

-Bro… -Brother,

he had only 23,720 rupees in his account.

This guy is a fucking pauper.

Let's make the best of what we've got. Here, have one. Enjoy!

Put it back.

Did we come here for two bottles of whiskey and peanuts?

-Bro, let me come along as well. -Stay put.

We don't need brawn now. We need smarts.

Enjoy the whiskey. Let me handle it.

-Please have dinner. -I'm not hungry.

-You've paid for it. -I still don't care for it.

I can help you get out of here.

You look like a decent man. Why are you getting tangled in this?

Give them whatever you have and get it over with.

I don't have money.

I'm sure you guys have seen the balance in my account.

Move.

I need to pee. Move.

These rascals won't let you go until you pay up.

-Ask your family. -I don't have a family.

They're planning to take you out of the city.

And I hear another guy is on the way with a gun.

If you have a friend who cares about you,

please call him and tell him to get whatever is possible.

I'll try and negotiate on your behalf. Okay?

I do have a friend

I was supposed to meet over drinks tonight.

I can call him here.

He usually has three or four cards on him.

If you withdraw cash from all his cards, it may add up to 100 or 150 grand.

This is the max I can do.

That's good thinking.

Alright.

Name?

Your friend's name?

"Idiot."

An idiot in need is a friend indeed.

That's why my mom tells me I always leave things half-done.

I have always given my 100 percent. You tell me.

What else can I do? I don't know why they don't get me.

One psycho is sitting in front of me. The other is calling.

It's your husband.

Put it on speaker.

-Hello. -Yeah, Sunny.

-Sorry, I missed your call. -No, brother. No need to apologize.

I figured you were busy. Tell me, where do I come?

Paradise Hotel. Room number…

Room number 24.

In how much time will you be here?

In 15 to 20 minutes, brother.

"Brother"?

Since when is he your brother?

I mean, he is a decent guy.

Except when he's holding a pistol or a goat leg.

Sorry if I was out of line. You should go home.

And when things cool down,

you can avail yourself of my services again.

Delete my number.

Alright.

Let me open the door.

So you can pull a fast one and escape?

He won't come in if he sees so many people.

He's a little too smart.

I'm not lying.

-Go and stand outside. -Who, me?

-What is this bullshit? -What a useless idiot you are!

You show up when it's time to leave.

I came as soon as I got the address. What's the need for violence?

You're five hours late! Come, hand it over.

-Wait. -Hand over the pistol.

-I'm telling you, I'll shoot. -I called for it, idiot!

I'll shoot.

-It should be my friend. -One second…

Back off…

Stay low.

And keep the pistol out.

Open the door.

-It's in the bag! -Shut up, you scoundrel!

Sit straight.

-I know how to handle these guys. -Check the back pockets.

My God! Look at this!

-This idiot has called for a gun! -Give me the pistol.

Move to this side.

Move!

Hey!

-I'll shoot your friend. -Go ahead.

-I am not his friend! -I'll shoot him!

-Do it! -I am not his friend, I swear!

You've got the wrong guy! That's his friend!

I am no one's friend.

-I will shoot. -Move!

-I will shoot! -I will shoot!

Move!

Asshole!

Ask him to back off, or I'll blow your brains out!

Keep it down!

Keep it down, idiot! I said, keep it down!

-Brother, none of this is my doing! -Get down!

Bastard, I'll skin your balls.

-Brother, I really don't know anything! -Move! Take this.

Tie him. Move!

This way!

You are their boss, right? Aren't you the boss?

Bloody gigolo!

I'll show your video to the world.

-I'll show it to everyone. -You told him about me?

-He is mumbling nonsense! -What video?

This scoundrel's video.

-What the hell is he saying? -He is clueless!

-This asshole came here to be a gigolo. -Pick him up!

What a jerk!

Is the journalist a gigolo,

-or is the gigolo a journalist? -Where's my phone?

Move it, man!

You have the time for water?

What the hell was that?

I was this close to getting killed. Why is everyone out to get me?

You, with the dark clouds around you, please stay the hell away from me!

Both of you!

Listen.

How did Naina hire you?

You are obsessive.

Psycho. Do you know what that means?

Answer the damn question.

You want to become a gigolo, right?

Go, become one.

Get "gigolo" tattooed on your ass and show it off to prospective customers.

-You won't tell me? -I won't.

-You won't tell me? -Nope.

Fine.

-What are you doing? -Clicking a picture.

Why are you clicking my picture?

This will be in tomorrow's newspaper

along with your interview.

And I will personally deliver the paper to your father.

Really? Like hell, you will!

Leave me!

Let go of me!

Enough with the blackmail, man!

You want to get back at her, right?

Let me arrange a call girl for you.

Vent it out on her.

Your wife hired a gigolo, you hired a call girl.

-You can call it even. -Shut up!

You have a small brain.

How did you meet Naina?

Why are you trying to ruin my livelihood?

How did you meet Naina?

There's a woman… who I work for.

-What's her name? -What will you do with her name?

I want to meet her.

She isn't the manager of a hotel you can walk into.

-You can't just land up there. -They're right there…

You need to be introduced.

-Yeah, so you do that. -Oh, yeah?

And what should I tell her?

Here, meet this journalist whose wife hired a gigolo.

-Keep your voice down. -He was so pleased

he now wants to be a gigolo himself.

Yes.

Exactly this.

You've ruined my business since yesterday.

I've lost thousands of rupees and several clients.

And you have the balls to tell me that you want to work at the same place I do?

Oh, that's what's bothering you? Why didn't you tell me sooner?

I am not for sale.

Introduction fees.

And I'll give you ten percent of my earnings as commission.

Now, get me introduced.

That's some confidence, man!

I don't know where you get it from.

When I see nincompoops like you, I feel confident.

If you've decided to smash your skull,

why should I care to give you a helmet?

I'll wait for your call.

Hey, wait!

What's the guarantee you will leave me alone after this?

No guarantee.

What do you mean, no guarantee?

Were you made in China?

-What now? -Do you take me for an idiot?

This is a garment store. You've given me a fake address.

It's the correct address.

I've sent you to an artist.

THE BEST IN FASHION -SITARA'S NEW COLLECTION

My kids call this the wall of fame.

My entire life story is on it.

You can print it in your newspaper if you want.

My name is Sitara. How may I help you?

My name is Adarsh.

I am a journalist, but…

I'm not here for a story.

So you want to become a gigolo because…

your wife hired one?

If a wife can hire a gigolo…

then why can't a husband become one?

I understand that you are hurting

and I apologize on behalf of Sunny.

You seem like a decent guy.

I urge you to handle this with maturity.

Decency has been the bane of my existence.

And…

I don't want to carry the weight of it anymore.

And I don't hire indecent people.

I suggest you give it some time.

For your sake, and for the sake of your relationship.

Instead of getting tangled up in a new mess.

I'm sure when Naina came to you, you gave her your sagely advice too…

Right?

Trust me. I can do this.

-Give me some time to think about it. -Alright.

I will wait for your call.

Do you have any idea…

that these mistakes, which you think are small…

can cost us big?

Who told you to go to Naina's home?

Ma'am, I was helping her save on hotel expenses.

Boss ma'am, only you can handle this mess now.

Before he starts harassing our other clients

I thought I should bring him to you.

And why did you take Renu to that cheap hotel at the last minute?

The same reason, ma'am! He followed me all the way to the hotel.

-He is a maniac! -Don't lie.

Do you have any idea how many people your greed could put at risk?

This is not going to work out.

Please, ma'am, forgive me this time.

It won't happen again.

I promise.

By the way, what do you have in mind for him?

Sir… I want to discuss something with you.

What?

Check these out.

These are pictures from the raid that night.

It's an international prostitution racket, sir.

We should do an investigative piece.

I am not interested in sex and sleaze, Jyoti.

Sir, this is not sex and sleaze. It's a human story.

I will work thoroughly on this for the next few weeks.

Please help me get an allowance from Naveen sir.

Jyoti, I am telling you… it's a weak story.

-Drop it. -Sir, let me develop it once.

Then you take a call.

Sir, the cops caught a lot of people that night.

We can talk to them as well.

Jyoti…

I've been meaning to discuss this…

I think you are more suited to the civic beat.

All that is bothering the residents of this city…

Poor roads, electricity, water supply… Expose these fault lines.

These are the basic necessities of the common man.

Be a mouthpiece for them. Everyone is glamorizing crime.

You need to find your own voice. You are made for better things.

I'm very sure Jyoti, that you'll infuse life into this beat.

-Very Good. -But sir, I have all the photographs,

and a lot more… Sir!

Give me a lighter.

Bro… Hey, bro…

Hey! You big shot editor…

I came here looking for you.

How are you?

-What are you doing here? -Actually, I…

Go back inside!

-What are you doing here? -If you can land up at my shop,

-why can't I land up at yours? -What do you want?

I don't want anything, but boss ma'am wants your blood.

-What nonsense is this? -Don't get hassled, man!

I am here with good news. Congratulations.

You've cleared the interview round. It's time for action now.

Roll up the windows. Quick.

Does that mean I've been selected?

Don't get ahead of yourself.

We need to go to a doctor for some tests.

STD, HIV, Syphilis, etc.

I am absolutely fit.

Please tell her that I have no health issues.

I don't doubt that one bit.

But we need an "all clear" certificate from the doctor.

Once you have that, we'll send you for a trial.

Who will conduct the trial?

-Boss ma'am. -She will participate?

No. No. She will arrange a client.

And if the client is happy with the experience,

she gives you a 5-star rating… and stamps you "Ok Tested"…

Then you'll be counted among special men like me…

for whom the women of this city open their wallets wide…

You should open your mouth a little less.

Let's see how much you'll open yours.

Oh, hello, no need to slam the door.

-This is not your junk box. -Go back inside. Go back.

-Hello. -This is Sitara.

Yes. Just one minute.

Yes, ma'am.

I have fixed a trial for you. Thursday evening.

Yes.

You won't get paid for this trial.

Sunny will pick you up at 04:30 p.m.

Does he have to come along?

Yes, he does. You are going for the first time.

She is one of our oldest clients.

I hope you won't do anything to upset her.

Hello.

What happened? Hello.

Hello.

Hello. Are you alright? Hello.

Hello.

Yes.

Did you hear what I said?

-Yes. Don't worry. -Make sure to dress well.

Sure.

Are you really planning to hire him?

Don't ask too many questions.

Pick him up and drop him off, and be nice.

And wait there until he comes out. Make sure nothing goes wrong, Sunny.

As you say.

I won't be coming to the office today.

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. Yeah

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

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

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

Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy!

Here comes the G.O.A.T. He's here

As fast as lightning No one can catch him

Says thank you, dear As you cut him

-You know he got no fears -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T. -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy! -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy! -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-What is this song? -Millellium music.

-It is for young people. -It is millennium, not millellium!

-Isn't that what I said? -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy! -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

Is that your wedding suit?

I mean… it's nice. It's a little shiny, but it's nice.

Whose car is this?

Whatever I have, has been gifted to me by women.

You will get these perks too.

Just pass this exam with flying colors.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy! -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

-Here comes the G.O.A.T., boy! -Here comes the G.O.A.T.

By the way,

this profession demands stamina… not speed.

These smoke rings you are blowing,

are going to be a problem later today.

What is the test about exactly?

He's too much fun! The life of a party!

-Say something! -What can he say?

What can he really say?

-Shut this noise! -Why should I shut it?

First, goats in your shop, and now goats in your music!

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

-Is he gonna sing further? -Bet you don't know what G.O.A.T. means…

Greatest Of All Time!

G.O.A.T.! English!

-English? -English.

-Say millennium. -Why should I repeat it for you?

One should not pretend to be what one is not.

Then why the hell are you here?

One second… Just hold for a second! Hold for a second.

-There's still time for checkout. -Mrs. Verma…

Sitara ma'am has sent me here.

Hold on for a moment.

Nothing, it's just the fridge repair guy.

Please, come in.

Yeah… Please sit. I need a minute.

Sure.

What did you say?

Really?

I am listening to you…

-Yeah… -Yes. I can have one.

I heard that. But…

Thank you.

But you'll have to make the decision. It's your life.

You can't keep doing whatever the world wants.

I get you, but what do I say?

What do I…

And then… What did you say?

Yeah, I understood that!

Okay, hang up now. Bye.

What name do you go by?

-Call me AJ. -Ajay?

No. A and J. AJ.

Take your clothes off, AJ.

Sure.

Ready?

You tell me.

Oh, not like this. Start with the shirt.

Tease a little.

-What about you? -You go first.

Look me in the eye.

Pep it up…

Like a film star!

Can I use the washroom?

Washroom?

Thank you.

You can do this. You can do this.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

Be there in a minute…

You have to do this.

If she can, so can you!

She did.

You… have to do.

You have to do.

Let's start with a nice back massage.

Sure.

Are your hands shivering?

How can someone do such a thing to anyone?

What did I do?

And you aren't doing anything either!

Are you crying?

Why are you crying?

I have never thought about anyone else other than her.

How could she do this to me?

Please go home. I will head back too.

Everything will be alright.

Please get dressed.

Mrs. Verma.

My life is over. Finished.

I am dead.

It's over and I know it.

I know it.

It's over.

Please go and wash your face.

Why do you want me to wash my face?

Huh?

Am I that ugly?

-No. -What do I do with this face?

Should I smash it?

Everything will be alright. Don't worry, everything will be alright.

I feel nothing.

My heart is cold as stone.

You know, Mrs. Verma…

I'm a moron.

-No. -Yes.

I tried to be an ideal husband to her.

In fact, my first name really means "ideal."

And my last name means "jeweler"!

But I mistook a stone for a diamond!

Have you seen an ant?

It keeps crawling…

And suddenly…

a big shoe comes, smashes its head…

and leaves like nothing happened.

That ant is me.

And the world is the shoe.

People have walked all over me.

Mrs. Verma,

what kind of a man does a woman want?

You tell me.

What kind of a man do you want?

Knight in shining armor?

On a horse…

Gallop, gallop, gallop, gallop!

I am tired!

My horse has run away!

Please sit down. Please relax.

Let me get you a new ride.

No. Please don't go anywhere.

-But… -Please. Please.

-Please. Please. -Okay…

This is my trial.

A test of my manliness.

I used to be first in class.

My mark sheet would always say… "First!"

But I failed in life.

Look, what I'm doing! What am I doing?

-What am I doing? -These things don't matter.

I failed in tenth grade too. It made no difference.

-Just lie down for a bit. -I am not going to lie down.

If I lie down, a big shoe will smash me into smithereens.

I will rise. And I will show the world…

what this ant is capable of!

Adarsh is not a bad guy. He is going through a bad phase.

This may hurt a little.

This is the time to stand with him, not desert him.

-Almost done. -Leave it, it is very painful.

Just a few minutes. Come on. Come on.

Why doesn't he come here to patch things up?

Is he less arrogant?

When did he last visit us? Do you remember?

Now you don't encourage Naina with such talk.

Is there anything that Adarsh doesn't allow her?

He supports her in whatever she wants… and ignores what she doesn't.

-What more does she want? -Only Naina can answer that.

Can she now? As if I don't know her.

She's just too addicted to drama.

A man wants peace, not drama.

He works day and night, only to return to her tantrums.

All this stress has taken a toll on your shoulders…

and our brains too.

It's not easy to find men…

who take care of their wives even when they don't have children.

Had she landed up in an orthodox family…

she would have been busy meeting god-men and miracle workers.

And you think she would have put up with that?

Or I would have let her? Let's start with the other shoulder.

Come on. Slowly.

Yeah. I've reached.

I'll stay here for a few days. You had dinner?

No? Why not?

-No. I'll eat in a bit. -Did you see that?

You stress yourself out for no reason.

I saw…

what you didn't.

I've never heard her talk to him with so much affection.

Bro…

Brother.

Wake up, bro…

Bro, wake up. Let's get you back home.

Your family's expecting you. Don't you have stories to publish?

-Please get him out of here. -Can't you see I'm trying?

Bro…

Alright, then… Grab his legs.

Why should I do it?

Who's in a hurry here?

No. No. No. Please don't throw up. Don't throw up.

This car isn't mine, bro! Bro, please…

Hold it. Hold it. Swallow it back. Swallow it.

What the hell!

Sorry, bro.

-You… Get up! -Daddy, what happened?

-Get up and get out of here! Get out! -What happened?

Don't spread your filth in my home!

-Get up! Get up! -Daddy, at least tell me what have I done.

What was this condom doing in your pocket?

-Daddy, it is not mine. -Do you have any regard…

for the women in this house?

-Daddy! -Stop hitting him. It is just a condom.

-Not a bomb. -You don't utter a word…

You are the one who has spoilt him.

-Daddy! -What else…

-What else are you up to? Tell me, fast… -Nothing else.

or I'll beat the hell out of you.

-Daddy, I have nothing else. -Move aside.

Let me check your cupboard.

Daddy…

-There is nothing else. -Move aside…

What have you stashed here?

Nothing! It's nothing.

-Move this. -My stuff… It's my stuff.

-Who's the girl? -There's no girl.

-Where is she from? -There is no girl.

We've promised you in marriage to your brother's in-laws.

Don't let us down.

Why are you making a mess of the room?

What else do you have? What is this?

-Perfume. It's a perfume. -Yeah?

Tell me what else are you hiding?

-Nothing. -Nothing?

What about this cash? Where did you get it from?

These are my savings.

Really?

Is it from the shop till?

Ask me! I've given it to him.

Daddy, this is from my modeling.

All this is making you delusional.

You had the chance to do a respectable job in Saudi Arabia.

But you left that opportunity to pose like a dunce in Sitara's clothes.

We should send him to live with his brother,

so he can learn etiquette, work, and how to be a good son.

Why don't I just leave on my own?

And I won't go to Saudi, I'll go to London!

I want to go to London too.

-Enough with all this nagging! -Yeah, right!

Queen Victoria is waiting with bated breath for the two of you.

It's Elizabeth II!

I am getting out of here for real.

Wow, this house cat roars like a tiger!

Fetch the animal from the terrace and get to the shop.

Why don't you make mincemeat out of me?

I'll beat you to a pulp!

What a load of horseshit!

Eenie Meenie Miney Moe Catch a tiger by the toe…

What happened? Your dad gave you an earful?

Mini…

-When did you come? -When you were getting slaughtered.

I was reminded of our childhood.

You could hear all that?

I could always hear it.

"Sunny, it's not you, it's your fortune sleeping."

This rant used to be my alarm clock.

When did you return from Mumbai? Sitara auntie never mentioned it.

And what are you looking for in these ruins at this hour?

I'm going to the US for an internship.

I thought I'd spend some time in this city before leaving.

And say hello to old neighbors too.

-Oh. -Sunny!

Come down.

You seem to be getting late.

-What are you doing over the weekend? -Always free for you.

Let's meet, then. You, me and Vikki!

Skinny is here too?

Don't call my brother "Skinny" anymore. He doesn't like it.

Sunny! Did you doze off?

Get here quick with the goat.

Sunny.

Set the goat free.

Yes! Coming!

Eenie Meenie Miney Moe Catch a tiger by the toe

If he hollers, let him go Eenie Meenie Miney Moe

Sorry, buddy!

Roshan bro! Everyone from my hood is getting ahead

and I'm stuck here.

Please find a way to get me a visa for London.

The money you have given me thus far, including this…

can get you to one of the four places.

Nigeria, Sudan, Iraq and Afghanistan.

You're sending me for a job or a war?

Why are you so stuck on London?

This, right here, is the problem with our people.

Everyone takes me lightly. Wait a second…

Check this out.

Make it quick.

You crook!

-Now who's this woman? -She's an NRI.

-I met her when she was traveling here. -Are you going to marry her?

-She's as old as your mother. -She is married.

Her husband owns two petrol pumps and one dispensary.

She will get me a job there.

Then you will see me with the King, in his carriage.

-On TV. -Okay.

Call for a sponsorship letter from your new mom.

I'll get you a visa.

Bro, she won't be able to give me that letter.

Try and understand.

She is taking you for a ride.

Why do you always tangle in complicated shit?

Bro, I don't get taken for a ride.

I'm the one who takes people for a ride.

That's why I want you…

to make the full payment in advance.

I want to apologize to Mrs. Verma and Ms. Sitara.

Look, bro…

Please don't go back to Sitara ma'am.

It's my request to you.

Okay?

-Get over it now. -Don't touch me.

I will lose my job.

Give me Mrs. Verma's number. I will apologize to her.

I want a second chance.

Bro… Get this obsession off your head!

I didn't ask for advice. I asked for her phone number.

It's the last time you'll get any help from me.

Only because I took your money.

-Do you have a phone? -Yes.

One with an internet connection?

I don't want to be fooled again on the internet.

Trust me, bro…

-You won't get kidnapped this time. -Don't mess with me.

I'm sorting you out, bro… Give me your phone.

What is this? It's a classified site.

This is what classified ads are all about.

Your paper prints these too.

The masseuses, the women specialists…

What do you think they are selling? Some of them are genuine,

but the rest are code words for… you know what!

The online world will give you a second chance.

You want me on billboards all over the city?

No… Not all over the city…

Underground.

With a new phone number, new email, and new identity.

Like in the movie Shahenshah!

Corrupt policeman by day, vigilante by night.

Batman! Businessman by day,

bat by night!

Just like what you'd be!

Journalist by day, gigolo by night. A man among men. A lion among lions.

And who knows? Maybe your wife will hire you one day.

Money stays in the family.

Go down and play with marbles, you imbecile!

Bro… this is where I hang…

I can play wherever I want.

Stop getting my wife into every conversation.

Just because I wield a pen, doesn't mean I can't use my hands and feet.

Cause if I do… you won't be fit enough to hang here anymore.

Ouch!

All bark, no bite! Buzz off, idiot!

What is all this?

Didn't see you there!

Have you and Naina had a fight?

And I have to hear about it from Sunita?

Adarsh, don't I have the right to know what's happening in my brother's life?

She has just gone to her parent's home for a few days.

Parents' home?

Who goes to their parents' home for days when the husband is in the same city?

-People do. -I never did.

And does that mean no one else will either?

Here.

-Where are you headed? -Where am I headed? To work, obviously.

But I've come to talk to you. Listen! Should I talk to Naina?

No. Please don't. Please. Come.

-Someone will have to talk, right? -Come, come.

I won't leave before having this discussion. I'm telling you!

Why don't you two patch up at Pintu's wedding?

And this is no way to live.

Adarsh!

-Why… are you getting in? -I won't leave without talking.

Okay. Tell me. What do you want to talk about?

See, Deepak has been staying out for about two years now. Right?

But even now, we end up arguing over something

or the other over video calls.

But before going to bed,

we send each other memes with hearts and hugs.

So, what do you want?

You want us to send each other memes with hearts and hugs?

-See… -Sis!

Things are different between brother-in-law and you.

The way Naina and I think now is very different from each other.

Different people, different minds, isn't it?

I am just saying, Naina and you,

attend Pintu's wedding, enter holding hands…

I can't get myself to do any of this!

Okay, then. I am not going anywhere.

Okay. I will come.

But I can't do this "entering together holding hands" bit.

Now please leave. I am getting late.

Okay. Had got this for you.

-And, listen. -Yeah?

Inform that you are coming, before you make your grand appearance.

Why does a sister need to inform her brother that she is visiting him?

THE PERSON IS MORE INTERESTING.

WHOSE HAND IS THAT?

THE ONE WHO STRANGLED ME!

Crush life's struggles

In your fists

In your fists

Make crucial choices

With a coin's flip

With a coin's flip

Those who preach to others…

I AM AT THE BAR. WHERE ARE YOU?

A donkey's fate is but a mirage

Dry clouds

CHECKED SHIRT AND YOU?

Often fall flat on their face

A donkey's fate is but a mirage Dry clouds

WHERE?

Raises my hopes

And then teases me

How will I find my way?

Life woos me

Raises my hopes

And then teases me

How will I find my way?

EVERYONE HERE IS IN BLACK.

Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry?

Text. Or walk! Don't do both at once!

-My bad. Sorry. -What?!

We will have to get another drink.

Please, let me get you another drink since I spilled this.

-A Long Island iced tea for her… -What?

Long Island iced tea for her and a Jack Island for me. Double.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

On a very white paper

-Black ink writes my story -Thank you.

Making the follies of my heart

Appear gray

Bad luck surrounds me, suffocating me

Good fortune has turned its back on me

When the path to success was laid out

-My fate dealt me snakes… -Your Long…

-and here's your double. -Thank you.

Get one for her as well. Her drink also got spilled.

I didn't spill it.

You can still get it.

She will get crushed in that crowd.

One large vodka for me and one for you.

Thank you. I won't drink.

It's my treat!

I will get you your drink.

-Actually, someone is waiting for me. -Who?

-Who? -A friend.

Is it the same friend whose chopped hand was on your shoulder?

-Lucky119. -You?

But your profile mentioned your age as 36.

-How old are you? -Old enough to hire a gigolo!

Hey. Hey, guys!

Not here, in this crowd! Let's go.

-What? -You come with me.

-Come. -Come, come.

-Hey, guys! -Come, come.

Shit!

Where? Where are… That is the ladies' washroom!

You guys go, I will wait for you over here.

-Just get in! -Let's go.

Let's go.

Hello.

-Out with the money! -Yeah

-I have… -What is all this?

Take this.

Hey… just a minute.

All of you?

No, not all of us. Just her.

She is our test pilot.

Here.

Okay, one for the memories!

-No pictures! No pictures! -Come on!

Happy birthday, Lucky119!

Hello. Hello.

Oh, hello! Uncle!

-That is the ladies' washroom! -Who the hell are you calling "uncle"?

-He is my boyfriend! -Huh?

-He is your boyfriend?! -Yes! So?

Oh, madam! Is there a shortage of young stallions like me?!

-Get lost! -No need to act smart. Get out.

What if I don't get out? Will you punish me, teacher?

-You small… -Yes, what? What?

You little…

I finish off little chickens like you for breakfast!

Chicken!

Who the hell did you call chicken?!

-You. -Yes, you!

If you have balls, wait here. Don't move.

Go, go. Call whoever you want. Go!

I will pull out eggs, chicks, and rooster from your ass…

-Just wait. -Go.

I think we should leave now.

Yeah. You two leave. We'll handle this.

Oh, come on. He is just bluffing. He won't come back.

Guys!

An army of newly pubescent warriors is headed our way!

-Leave. You guys leave. -Hurry up!

Come, come.

Hurry up!

Where the hell did they go?

-There. Let's go. -Let's go.

Hurry up!

Stop!

-Let's go. Let's go. -Stop! Get back!

-What happened? -Stop!

Hey, stop!

Attack!

I am frozen!

Why jump if you don't have the balls?

Don't use these kiddish lines on me!

-I taught you these anyway! -Is the biryani ready?

It's ready.

But you aren't getting any.

Till you jump across those three boats into the river.

He's not going anywhere. He can't swim.

I'm not asking him to swim, I'm asking him to jump.

It's just four feet.

Alright.

Vikki. Vikki, sit down, please!

No, sis! I can do this!

-That's the spirit! -I can jump!

-Well done, tough guy! Go! -Yeah!

Show how it's done! Go!

Sis, change the music.

Soldier.

Position.

Soldier is ready.

-Attack! -Attack!

Are you two going to the US together?

Vikki will never leave Mumbai.

It was tough enough to get him to visit here.

You know, once…

in junior school,

before his mustache could make its way out, I shaved his face!

The skin of his cheeks came off.

Sitara auntie beat us black and blue.

And then, she took us out for ice cream.

Those were the days!

We would eat from your kitchen…

and you would eat from ours.

Now the rich and the famous of the big city

are eating burgers for breakfast!

Why do you keep harping on this rich-poor thing?

Just like that…

Where are we going, by the way?

You have a place, right?

What do you mean?

I mean, where do you usually do this?

Hotel costs are included in this, right? No?

Keep this.

Where do I drop you?

Are you canceling the booking?

You're much younger than me.

Are you serious? You're rejecting me!

Don't take it the wrong way.

Actually, you don't fit into the half-plus-seven rule.

Seven… I don't fit into any rules! Okay?

Look, I make my own rules.

And today, I want you to live by my rules.

This is for the taxi booking.

Legally, I'm paying you this money for the taxi…

which happens to be driven by a gigolo.

Law, final year.

If you get caught, I'll bail you out. So, chill.

Okay?

I was talking about the age gap rule for sex.

I thought…

I thought that you were an experienced gigolo.

Who knew I was hiring an ethical moralistic grumpy face?

It's not that. I can be very cheerful.

-Yeah? -I don't show it.

Because you don't qualify under the rule.

Here! I'm an adult.

Turning 24 in 20 minutes.

And you are my gift.

Will open at 12 and it better be good.

Get out of the water, Skinny!

Crocodiles are on their way!

Skinny!

Vikki!

-Vikki! -Vikki!

Vikki!

Vikki!

Vikki!

-Vikki! -Vikki!

Vikki!

-Vikki! -Vikki!

Vikki!

Vikki!

Vikki!

-Vikki! -Vikki!

-Vikki! -Vikki!

Skinny, you scoundrel!

Vikki, what the hell!

You…

You just wait! Skinny!

You… Hit him!

Where are you running to?

Vikki, what the hell!

Got you!

Hey…

No, no, no!

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

-Okay enough, let's go. -I'm gonna skin your ass!

Come on now!

Come on, get going!

You both are drunk. Sitara auntie will kill me.

No one is going anywhere. I will speak to Mummy.

Come here.

What is this?

Our dance.

-On this music? -Hold it. Hold it.

-Really? -Yes.

-The beat is perfect, man! -It's perfect!

Are you guys deaf?

How can I praise you enough?

You're like a queen of angels

How deeply can I savor you?

You're like the water of the deep ocean…

Where are we going, by the way?

Only 12 minutes to go. Turn left from here.

Towards the salt pan. Turn, turn, turn!

Your spirit is vibrant and free

Soldiers!

Prey!

Soldiers. Position!

-Soldier is ready. -One second.

Attack!

You bastards!

Idiots!

Those who urinate on the streets, leave India!

Jai Hind!

Don't say that, bro! Half of my neighborhood will be emptied.

How do we start?

You are the professional. You tell me.

How do you start with the others?

You are doing this for the first time, right?

You mean, sex or paid sex?

Both.

I've had sex.

Mostly disappointing though!

That's why my girlfriends have gifted me this.

They have very high expectations from you. Don't disappoint.

Eight minutes to go!

Will you keep asking questions or will we do something too?

One second.

I have it. Relax.

Sorry.

Sorry.

What's your problem, man?

Sunny.

-Our gang should have a name. -We should also have a band!

Okay, bye.

Bye.

I am not…

what you think I am.

Yeah.

And you have become a gigolo.

Yes.

Sunny! Can't you hear your phone ringing?

Who is missing you this early?

It's a wrong number.

What's the rush for?

Actually, I have my English class.

I'm running late for that.

Auntie.

Didn't I tell you to increase the size of this column?

Well, today…

What's going on, man?

Say something.

When should I fix an appointment with Mahek?

I am not in the state of mind to meet Mahek.

Your personal life has never affected your professional life.

Neither of the two gave me anything.

Adarsh.

Once the deal with Mahek is finalized,

you and Naina can go on a company-paid vacation.

Thank you. But there is no need for that.

When do I fix the appointment then?

Naveen, I can't deal with people like Mahek.

She only wants me to speak what she wants to hear.

And I won't be able to do that.

Impressing Mahek is my job.

Let me handle that department.

You just come along.

And just keep one thing in mind.

Come hell or high water, don't run away from the meeting.

Alright.

But don't plan anything for Friday. It's Pintu's wedding.

Is Naina coming too?

Buddy!

Patch up with her.

At this age, you are not gonna get another.

Naina… how much more time do you need?

Adjust it properly.

Clasp the hook.

Mom, why aren't you going to the physiotherapist?

One is giving me mental stress,

the other is hell-bent on giving me physical stress.

Done?

Naina.

Are you ready?

Naina, how much more time?

There's a wedding in the family, but you're sulking here.

It's not like I burnt it.

That's how it came from the laundry.

Really? And you want me to believe that?

These are your old tricks.

If you don't want to go somewhere, just burn a hole in the frock.

Grow up, Naina!

Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill?

She can wear one of Amber's outfits.

-Go, Amber. Get something nice. -What--

-Why are you still standing here? Go! -That's not--

That's not gonna happen.

I don't want to go to the wedding looking like a teenager.

Do you understand what not going means?!

It means breaking ties.

You guys are going to fill in the attendance, right?

The wedding won't stop if I don't go.

Why don't you have a few more drinks with them?

Come, show me your wardrobe.

This is how this house works.

What's going on?

-I don't want to go. -Just one drink and we'll head back.

You know Mom, right?

Very well.

That's why I'm saying, it's just the two of us right now.

Tell me, what is this fight about?

Two people have to talk for them to have a fight.

He doesn't value you.

I'll show him today what rare blood is!

Papa, please.

You are not going to do anything of the sort. Please.

Uncle, cheers!

-I tried finding out about him. -Who?

The same guy!

I have got the address his bike is registered to, from the RTO.

The bike doesn't belong to him.

It belongs to the people who've employed him.

I know his Facebook, Instagram… everything!

I'm also trolling him from a fake profile.

Had the exams not interrupted my--

Who asked you to turn detective?

Huh?

Did I ask you?

Aren't you gonna take revenge?

Don't poke your head into matters your wee little brain isn't ready for.

Idiot!

It's your mom's purse. Take care of it.

Saying sorry to each other won't make anyone smaller. Huh, Naina?

Today both of you settle all your differences at this table

and go home together.

The groom will take home his bride, you take yours.

The first time is a mistake.

The second time is foolishness.

Why do overly intelligent people…

confuse modesty with weakness?

-I'm going to get some yogurt. -Since when do you eat yogurt?

It's for me.

Naina.

Sit.

Please sit.

Whatever this mess is…

I think only these two can fix it.

We should find another table.

Come.

Please come.

Dear,

just remember whose blood runs in your veins!

Papa!

Amber, I'll join you guys in a bit.

Okay.

How are you?

Absolutely perfect!

Yesterday, I also met a 24-year-old girl.

I had sex with her.

You know what she told me? I am good.

In fact, very good.

I got paid for it.

How is the press doing?

It doesn't make a difference to you?

The small cylinder isn't working, get that repaired.

The drain gets clogged,

keep an eye on that too.

And don't use the small cooker, okay?

It really doesn't make any difference to you?

Don't try to be someone you're not.

What am I not?

Sunny?

Everyone is waiting for me.

I'll leave now.

Didn't you have any hesitation before doing it?

I didn't do it just once. I did it many times.

Do you still want to be married to me?

You are saying this to hurt me, right?

I'm telling the truth.

You should leave.

You are not the person I used to know.

-Hello. -Sitara ma'am…

Can I see you again?

I want a second chance.

This is where you're hiding all the good clothes.

The special and the ordinary should be kept apart, right?

How are you, Nicky?

So, the journalist whose trial you took…

What do you think? Can we hire him?

You won't leave this profession, will you?

"The City's Keeper of Secrets!" Bigger the secrets, bigger the clout.

You have become special doing this.

You're not gonna go back to being ordinary, right?

Answer my question.

You told me it was a fake trial.

Just to get him off your back… And you know the result anyway.

What do you think is the most valuable thing in this profession?

Time.

So the gigolos that we have currently,

our clients can't put up with them for more than a few hours.

Imagine we had someone who was educated…

who'd seen the world…

someone with whom one could spend time in a coffee shop like a friend…

be able to enjoy his company for 72 hours…

We don't have a premium gigolo of the sort.

Do you think he can do this?

He wants to be a lion,

but he is more of a lamb.

From a distance, he is a comedy, but when you get closer, he's a tragedy.

I'm sure you can communicate without the poetics. Give it a try.

If you're seeking my rating… Looks…

five or six out of ten.

The touch was not bad.

Actually, it was honest. We can give him a nine on that.

And entertainment…

I should give him ten out of ten, but let's just say it's two out of ten.

-Who made the first move? -He is a decent guy.

I had to extend a formal invitation. Please come. You can touch me.

You want to use his wounds for your profit, right?

What if this is the balm he needs?

Well then…

It's me who'll have to slather this balm on him.

Large amounts of it. This one needs a lot of hard work.

A lot of training sessions before we can get him into the ring.

And you'll have to test him. With an old client.

I have someone in mind.

I know who you have in mind.

But if he can put up with her, I'll salute your cleverness.

For now, I'm taking this. You'll get it back.

Why are you fidgeting with this?

Hope we don't end up giving money instead of getting it.

She won't give you a penny. And she'll take everything.

How is your Papa now?

Papa?

He had a fall that day, right?

I told her.

-He is fine now. -Great.

We have made a decision.

We are ready to invest in your paper.

Where do you want us to sign?

But I'm sure you know…

that at this moment, we have nothing to gain from this investment.

The way I see it,

there's gonna be a lot of outflow, but no returns.

Then why are you cutting yourself a raw deal?

Trust me, we will put our best into this.

We have two expectations from your paper.

What are those?

You won't write anything against the party in power,

doesn't matter if they are left, right, center, diagonal, or anything else.

And second, we want to start a positive initiative.

Nice!

Your front page will not feature some scary depressing news,

but a feel-good story.

Happy heart stories.

Sponsored by SND Oils… which grandpa wants you to write.

He thinks you're a very good writer.

Excuse me. Two minutes.

A little more sugar would be nice, Brother Manju.

Am I making custard here?

It's alcohol!

This is art!

It's amazing how far art can get you.

Look at you! It got you into jail.

It's not art that got me here.

It's the doing of a scheming mind.

Now, pick this up and keep it aside.

What the hell are you guys doing?

You can smell this miles away. The wolves will get a whiff of this.

Don’t you guys understand?

Okay, listen.

Buddhi has sent this photograph for you.

Hello.

I want to see you.

So, despite all that I know from last time…

I'm taking a risk with you again.

I have some rules.

Listen carefully, because they are not to be messed with.

Never have I seen someone bring a pen here.

You're off to a good start.

You're not here for your desires.

You're here because someone else's desires need to be met.

Whatever happens in the room stays in the room.

A good gigolo talks less and listens more.

And that's not possible if you lose control of your senses.

I want to apologize to Mrs. Verma for that day.

I never contact the client directly.

And neither will you.

No means no.

Never take a refusal to heart.

Even if the client changes their mind after giving consent,

you will accept their refusal with a smile.

Yes.

The most important of all…

You will not judge any woman.

Society is already doing that job.

Brother!

Mutton chops made by Mom.

And your favorite sweets from Nandu's shop.

Get this sent to my place, Ankit.

-And get this done. -Okay.

-You called for me? -Yes, will you have some tea?

-Let me make it! -Ankit, get it from the shop outside.

Sure.

-I want a bun with butter too. -Okay.

Boss ma'am.

Do you know, I've started learning English?

I'll be Shakespeare in two months!

That's great.

That's what I want too…

that you find yourself a full-time job like your brother,

get married and settle down.

-Did Mom call and complain to you? -I am saying this.

Do you want to do this all your life?

Boss ma'am, there is a lot more life ahead of me.

Lots I want to do!

That's exactly why I am saying this.

Are you firing me?

I won't break any rules from now on.

No direct bookings.

I'll never go to a client's house without informing you.

I'll go only when the booking comes from you.

And I'll never go to a cheap hotel under any circumstance.

And if I ever get caught, you will be my first phone call.

You are worried about Adarsh, right?

He… he's a decent guy.

He's gotten a little carried away. I'll handle it. I'll keep him away from--

Sunny.

You've crossed all boundaries.

It is good in a way.

You'll be rid of these complications.

Look for something that can be called a "job".

Why don't you keep me here then?

In this shop.

I am very attached to you.

No one's given me the kind of love and respect you did.

Maybe once you leave this place,

you'll see that there's a whole world out there.

Here's some money for you.

-What for? -For your London fund.

No. No.

Don't worry about it.

I'll manage that.

I'll take your leave.

What are you doing here?

You're a scoundrel!

Let's be civil, please.

But I'm not here for civility!

Hit me.

Hit me.

-If I hit you, you'll die. -Go ahead.

Hit me once more and I'll show you!

I've been following up with that woman for a year now!

Today, she was finally ready to invest, and you pulled the same stunt again!

I'd rather quit this work than dance to the tune of her money.

Yes. That's what I want, as well.

Let's end this partnership.

Go where you want to.

I should leave?

You will leave.

Alright then.

Consider me on leave from today. You run the newspaper now.

It won't just run, it'll fly!

And you won't get paid for this leave.

You don't worry about that. I will manage.

Don't show your face now.

Listen…

Don't raise your hand on me again.

Now, what do you want?

What is this bullshit?

I took pity on you and showed you the way,

-and you stabbed me in the back?! -What do you mean?

Why are you acting all innocent after getting me fired?

Come. Let's sit and talk.

Look… I didn't get anyone fired.

You didn't just get me fired, you ruined my future.

She ended an association of so many years in a second.

Don't mind, but your future was never bright.

You are such a disgusting human being.

You put up a pretense of decency,

but your mind is full of worms.

Then why did you get flowers for a person like me?

She's hired you for Jugnu, right?

Go.

-Give her these flowers from my side. -Sure, I will.

Mrs. Verma?

It's not Mrs. Verma, it's Nicky for today.

Come.

-So, you… aren't real? -What did you think?

Sitara will send any random person to a real client?

If I had been a real client that day, Sitara would have had to shut shop.

I am really sorry about that day.

To make sure that you don't repeat those mistakes again,

we need to work on a few things.

What things?

How is your wife?

So it begins with a mental test?

-Did you tell her you are doing this? -I did but she didn't believe me.

No woman will.

Take off your clothes.

One, two, three…

Go!

Hello.

22, 23, 24, 25, 26…

Are you okay?

31, 32, 33, 34!

It came out!

You've broken your old record.

What happened?

You made me tear up.

I was practicing…

for some drama.

Are you an artist?

Oh, yes!

We will make a five-minute stop on the way.

Yes.

You see those two boxes? Please hand them over.

-These? -Yes.

Give me this one and open the other.

Stuff this in.

-I'll do it. -Yeah, close it up.

Open the second one now.

CENTRAL JAIL

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Who's in jail?

Are you new to Sitara's team?

Yes.

The chocolate boy left?

Chocolate boy, who?

You work in the same office. You don't know chocolate boy?

-He was fired. -Why?

His time was up.

Strange!

The young are falling and the old are rising.

Do you do anything else besides this?

For now, this is all I do.

So this was an escape from unemployment?

-No. -Then?

Fond of sex?

Fond of meeting good people.

You've come to the right place then.

-Hello, Jugnu ma'am. -What's new?

Buddhi had sent a photo a few days back. He's been anxious since then.

Here, have a look.

You see this?

I don't know who that is.

Take this inside.

-I'll be back in two minutes. -Okay.

Please give me my phone.

Daya.

That rat!

Let me deal with Buddhi.

She is calling you inside.

Why?

I don't know. Go!

-Do you speak English? -Yes.

-Come. -Why are we going inside the jail?

Don't worry. He's with me.

Hand over your phone.

Come from there.

Jugnu ma'am, what are we doing here?

-We are going to meet Manju sir. -Manju sir?

Whatever I say, just keep nodding along.

Speak only in English. I will handle the rest.

Who is Manju sir?

My husband.

Little one, the cleaver is all yours today.

Who did you call little one?

Okay. Sir.

Please do the honors today.

Slaughtering is not my job.

Why?

-Are you shitting bricks? -What are you here for?

Ask your dad.

Maybe he needs a man in the shop,

whose hands aren't soft.

You must have inherited the butchery.

I'm going to build a life of my own. Far away from here.

-Should I call your father? -Go ahead. Call him.

Pick your pants and make a dash for it.

You're a bloody snitch. That's all you'll ever be.

There's no match for the lentil curry you make.

Who is this?

Surveillance guy.

I thought if you want to do surveillance, why not go with the professionals?

What do you think, Mr. D'Souza?

Why are you standing there? Come here.

No, I…

Now please tell us how you run surveillance on people.

Tell us, please.

It's…

It's simple, sir.

We will use driver-facing cameras

and we have the best cameras from across the world

to capture every moment that anybody makes.

So that nobody can fuck with you, sir.

Didn't understand a word except "fuck".

Have we met before, Mr. D'souza?

Do you work in TV?

Like a news channel or something?

No… Not at all.

Why does it feel like we've met before?

Maybe you've used him for surveillance in the past too.

What do you say, Mr. D'Souza? Have you done surveillance for him before?

No, ma'am. Not at all.

But, yes…

I have always wanted to meet you.

You are often…

in the headlines.

-Mr. D'Souza. -Sir.

-You go and wait outside. -Yeah.

I want to speak with my wife.

Sure, sir.

Thank you.

Why have you called me here?

To see…

if there is any love left or not.

How do you spend your days without me?

That boy is a yoga trainer.

If only you'd asked me…

you would have saved the money you paid Buddhi for this "investigation".

You have detectives of your own too.

Yoga is paying off.

You're looking younger than before.

How's business?

Alright.

I'll take the load off you once I'm out of here.

That's what I want too.

Don't I get a hug?

There are cameras everywhere.

The room was cleaned this morning.

The thing you are looking for… your father got to it before you.

Mom.

Where has Dad kept my stuff?

Are you always this silent?

You should have thought about me too.

What if Manju had recognized me?

Why?

Do you really work for a news channel?

I mean, we live in the same city.

We may have run into each other.

He plays these games with everyone.

He doesn't know there are bigger players in this world.

You're really raw, aren't you?

I made you two meet in broad daylight.

Now he won't suspect you…

or follow us.

Can I ask you something?

-What? -Why did you choose me?

You look ordinary.

The one before you would get spotted from miles away.

I mean, Sitara is a master at deception.

No one would take you for a gigolo.

-Please chop it finer. -Sure.

Finer, please.

-Can I speak with you in private? -Can't you see?

Here…

-Here, ma'am. -Daddy ji, please add a few extra chops.

Okay.

No… not these. Those…

Okay, done?

Get going.

Hey!

You step out for a minute.

Chunnu isn't going anywhere.

Daddy, please return my money.

I will return it,

if you tell me how you managed to earn 1,55,300 rupees.

Only a thief would stash his money in three different places.

-Daddy, it's from my modeling and-- -Call Sitara.

Call her.

Let me call her.

Let me ask her what she saw in this gem that I've missed.

Don't call her.

Where did the money come from?

Tell me.

What did you think?

That I won't get to know?

I know everything.

Now will you speak up or should I do the talking?

Bloody punter!

You've been gambling?!

Chunnu, tell this asshole…

what happens in the "Kothi" and what kind of people come there.

I didn't say he gambles.

I said gambling happens routinely in the "Kothi" and…

he goes there too.

I'm not a snitch.

I'm a well-wisher.

Daddy, please give me my money back.

You want the money back?

Yes.

Sure. Right away.

Look, I've kept it safe to return it to you.

Move back.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

Daddy!

And let me warn you…

Next time I find money in my house that is haram or has been won gambling,

I'm gonna chop your fingers off the same way.

You don't know the difference between a son and a lamb anymore.

Get out.

Get out of here.

So, what all antics do you do?

What do you mean?

Dancing, singing, and the likes…

I had participated in a school play once.

Okay, I want a repeat performance.

It wasn't that great. It was a very small part.

Let me decide that.

I am the judge today.

Go for it.

Come on!

Was it good?

Show me how you die again.

-But he dies only once. -Die for me this time.

Attack!

Be warned!

No one will fire a shot.

Everyone, put your weapons down.

-Should I also put it down? -Quiet!

You are under my protection from today.

Take an oath.

On your knees.

From today,

you are my loyal servant.

No one has permission to defeat you.

Except me.

Not in front of the soldiers.

They will think their queen has become weak.

I will wait for you in the bedroom.

Take a shower and come.

Your majesty!

-Your majesty! -You are not a soldier in this room.

Now, show the queen you are worthy of her.

If you keep stirring like this, the tea will get dizzy.

We are meeting after such a long time. Come on, share some gossip!

Bhavna…

Do you remember I had asked you about your house, for a friend of mine…

-Yeah, yeah. -To rent.

-Do you know why she wanted it? -Tell me.

She…

had hired a gigolo.

No way!

And then?

Her…

husband got to know.

That was bound to happen.

Now, she doesn't know what to do.

Imagine how distant the two were…

that there was space for a third.

Was there something missing? I mean, was he not giving her sex?

Bhavna, everything is not about sex.

This is the kind of lie you tell yourself to avoid facing the truth.

Are you judging her?

No…

I mean you wouldn't know what's going on between the two of them.

I'm just suggesting you call her here.

Let's sit together and find a way.

What do you think she should do?

She should apologize to her husband.

Apologize?

What do you think?

By the way, is everything okay between you and Adarsh?

Yeah.

All good.

Don't get too inspired by this friend of yours.

Why is she telling you all this?

She was just sharing.

She isn't sharing. She is looking for validation.

For someone to tell her that whatever she is doing is absolutely fine.

I hope you didn't say that to her.

No.

Why didn't you give me the flowers?

I got intimidated as soon as we met, so I couldn't find the courage.

And when I got to know you, I realized I'd got the wrong flowers.

Which ones should you have got?

Wildflowers.

Why?

Am I wild?

A wildflower is its own kind of beautiful.

Am I beautiful?

Very!

A wildflower doesn't need a good vase to be noticed.

-Then? -It doesn't sit in a lifeless bouquet…

Go on.

It lives a full life and its fragrance roams free.

Just like you.

It finds its way through cracks and crevices…

and makes everything around it come alive.

From the great heights of the tall trees to the depths of a…

Crocodile.

Crocodile?

-What? -Crocodile!

Crocodile!

Crocodile!

Don't worry.

Daya! Go check. It has escaped from the barn.

You have a crocodile?

Other animals too.

Want to see?

What do you do with these animals?

We rescue them from one place and transport them to another.

As in? Animal welfare?

Yeah, you can call it welfare.

Why? Do you have a problem with it?

No. It sounds like noble work.

Okay, come.

Where are we going?

Inside.

We shouldn't wake a sleeping animal.

There is no crocodile inside.

It's behind you.

Scaredy little gigolo.

It is a little scary…

Hello, beautiful!

Yes, your rockstar here!

Oh, you're busy?

Hello, beautiful!

Delhi? You've shifted to Delhi?!

This Romeo will come to Delhi for his Juliet!

Hello, beautiful.

Sure, no problem. Some other time, then.

Hello, beau---

Hello, beautiful.

Lots of prayers for your… unborn child… from my si--

Shut up!

Lots of prayers.

This bird is free now.

No, why do you need to book through her? No…

I'll give you a ten percent discount.

The hotel's on me too.

For free?!

Ma'am, how can I do it for free?

Ma'am, I am not your husband.

Yeah, right. "Free".

Yeah, you go ahead.

What bullshit!

We need to leave in 15 minutes.

He will gobble down your hand.

Even if he takes one, I have the other.

You can get a bus or a taxi from here.

Nice to meet you.

Listen.

This is for the cab.

The rest will reach Sitara.

Thank you, but there is no need for this. I'll manage.

Keep it.

Don't say no to money coming in.

Give me a cigarette.

-Which one? -Any will do.

Sir, change!

Won't you count it?

No.

If you don't mind, can I ask you something?

Go ahead.

What is the highest amount any of your gigolos has earned so far?

You are quite far from that.

And what do I need to do to get there?

After Jugnu, your next two clients will also pay you as they see fit.

I will add all of those up and divide the total by three.

That number will be your rate.

That's how we'll know how close or far you are from the "highest-paid gigolo."

How far am I from the amount that Naina had paid?

I don't just want to be a gigolo.

I want to be the best one.

The human mind…

is a swamp.

ABSOLUTELY STRAIGHT

-Where is it?! -Mom will kill us today.

-Found it? -One minute.

I don't have a minute. I have to get there in 20 minutes.

Do you even know where things are these days?

Ma'am, Sunny had kept it. How would I know where it is?

Mom, you are carrying enough designs already.

She has called after such a long time.

I don't want to show her anything commonplace.

-Remove that box from the top shelf. -Why hasn't Sunny come to help?

He won't come.

-Master ji. -Why?

He wants to do something else.

Master ji, please don't forget the measuring tape!

-He wants to do something different. -Mom, I found it.

Sunny had kept these a little too carefully.

Thank God!

-There should be one more, check quickly. -One more?

-Master ji! -This?

-What would I do without you?! -I'll pack it.

Ankit. Pack this quick

and send Master ji quickly and tell him not to stuff his mouth with paan today.

-Yes. -Ankit, take this.

Take this with you.

Give me that.

What madness, man!

What happened to you?

Mini…

I think Sunny is avoiding me.

Why? Did something happen between the two of you?

Come. Let's keep this inside.

Let's go.

And this one has real gold thread work.

And this is Kolkata's special craftsmanship. Look.

Very delicate work, just like you.

This is good.

It will look really good on you. Master ji, take her measurements.

Could you please tell them to wait outside?

Well…

I've heard…

that in your boutique,

there are other things on offer besides clothes.

Who have you heard it from?

From Beena.

She said that you…

She's a friend of mine.

If you've heard it from Beena… it is true.

It is a little complicated.

Because in your case, your family is… very well known.

Have you thought this through?

No one knows me.

What kind of experience are you looking for Roshni ji?

Meaning?

I mean you want someone to go shopping with,

or a dinner,

or a day out, romance,

adventure…

or something else?

There are different people for all of these?

And different rates?

The money is just for the time.

And how you choose to use that time is entirely up to you.

Just swipe right on these.

And stop at the one you like.

Whoever is the best you've got.

Sure.

She is really pretty.

Why does she need to hire a gigolo?

She can get anyone.

It's not difficult for a woman to get someone.

What you need to find out is why she hired you in spite of that.

That's the answer I am looking for as well.

If only there was one answer!

She comes from a family of respect. Be careful.

Your talk, your behavior… everything has to be perfect.

To look like her equal, whatever it is you need,

you can take it from the store.

Okay.

Family of respect!

You forgot me, O beloved

I failed to impress your heart…

Namaskar!

Are you here to read the news?

Greetings!

Greetings!

Greetings!

No…

That sounds like a courtier now!

I surrendered to their innocent flow

My helpless state, you now hear…

Beautiful lady!

Please tell me what I can do for you.

I am the new nobleman in town!

You filled my eyes with tears…

Greetings!

Sighs poured from my heart

Who is it?

Sitara ma'am has sent me.

These… humble flowers are for you.

Keep them there.

Seeing you makes me poetic!

May I?

I am completely captivated just by seeing her eyes.

I wonder how she looks in the mirror--

I have no interest in poetry.

No problem.

Shall we have a "tete au tete" on something more interesting?

It's not "tete au tete," it's "tête-à-tête."

What the hell are you doing?

You are a gigolo. Not a poet.

Don't try to overimpress, or you'll screw it up.

All okay?

He's come dressed in royal attire,

and is reciting poetry!

So?

I was told something else.

That he will be whatever I want him to be but…

this is exactly what I am running away from.

Don't be nervous.

In this room, only your rules apply.

Isn't that why you are here?

What's this insolence?

Put on your clothes.

I made a mistake.

Sorry.

Make me a drink.

Take off my sandals.

Take off my sandals.

What are you doing?

Clean them up.

Are you calling someone else to clean the soles?

Oh, I get it! This is a turn-on for you, right?

No.

Put them back on my feet.

Come closer.

Come closer.

Are you wearing an attar?

Yes, vetiver.

I hate that smell.

Move away.

Go take a shower.

I showered before coming here.

Shower again.

I am repulsed by attar.

Hello. Room service.

One royal bread pudding,

royal cottage cheese,

royal biryani,

and everything on the menu that has the word royal in it, send all of it.

And yeah, please send it all in royal-looking plates.

Sir, shall I bring this in?

I haven't ordered anything.

Ma'am placed an order for you.

She said you must eat before you leave.

-Thank you, sir. -Thank you, sir.

Please close the door.

-Hey! -All the stuff will go.

Except this.

Let's go!

Leave the console if you want me to come with you.

Come.

Hi.

Hey, man!

What is this, Naina?

How would I know?

I can see clearly that

along with Adarsh, his family is also upset with you.

Why are you asking if you can see everything?

-Cookie? -No, you have it.

No.

Your name…

is Jim?

And I go to the gym!

So, you… will watch?

From where?

This is the room.

What if you peep through the bathroom door?

What?

Baby, he is making me look like a creep.

I know.

Let's do one thing.

This bed is quite big.

So, he can watch us from here!

No.

That won't work. One second.

You… sit here.

Come, come. Sit.

One second.

This… no this one.

This goes here.

Oh, dude! Easy! That's my gear. Go easy.

It's got gears?! Here.

-What are you doing?! -Yes!

Yes.

You don't come out of here.

What do you think I am going to do?

Jump over the barricade and poke you from behind?

Relax!

Just calm down.

You guys look normal.

Why are you doing all this?

Because I can't get it up, man!

Meaning?

Because we love each other a lot.

That's beautiful.

Ma'am, all that is very sweet but why does he need to watch?

Because I don't want anything hidden between us.

Buddy, look.

This peeping through the doors, this barricade…

-All this won't work, okay? -Here.

Listen, listen to me. Alright?

You are looking really stressed out.

Alright? You need to calm down.

Look, I think I have a solution for you.

-No, Jim! -Yes, Jazz!

-No. -Yes.

No, Jim!

The God of psychedelics!

Psilocybin.

Direct from Kodaikanal. So fresh!

-What is this? -These are magic mushrooms, bro!

So you can just relax a bit, you know.

And then you can just finally become one… with the…

sexual energy of the universe.

-Drugs? -Not drugs, bro.

This is nature's gift. Mushrooms!

-Changed our life. -Don't push him.

Look, guys, if you don't want to, don't eat it.

I really need it. I can't wait.

Now?

Now, just relax. Let's wait a bit and then…

straight to the moon!

You are not ready yet.

I am a little…

Sir, can you please step out for a bit?

You want me to go?

Not too far.

Sure.

It's okay. It happens.

This has never happened to me before.

It's okay.

Dude!

Did you just pull a Jim on my wife?

It's all because of him.

Chill.

Okay, guys.

I don't think the first one was enough.

Should we try one more?

I won't do it.

No!

Sunny, look at Skinny! He's still in the water.

Attack.

Attack.

Attack.

Attack!

Your touch is so healing.

Hey! Sunny is back.

Hey, Sunny.

Where were you? Are you okay?

Come. Come here.

-Come. -Lie down.

-Come. -Come. Take love.

Come here. Don't worry.

Mom.

Is the maid on leave?

Why are you doing the dishes, Mom?

Mom…

Everyone from the locality participated wholeheartedly.

And they didn't just get Moti an open-heart surgery,

but they also adopted her seven pups.

All hearts beat alike.

Be it Moti… or yours!

After listening to this, mine has stopped beating.

You didn't like it?

He wrote this.

Has Adarsh read this?

Actually, he is going through some personal issues. So…

Last time you came, you said he doesn't have a personal life.

He is always in the office.

You've come here three times since then and he is nowhere to be seen.

Grandpa had agreed to invest because he liked Adarsh's writing.

Listen, this is the time to quit.

The Titanic is sinking. And we are rowing imaginary lifeboats.

Sir.

Naveen sir.

Sir, I can give you a superb story that will impress Mahek ma'am…

if you give me the allowance to do an investigative story.

She wants Adarsh sir's writing, right?

I'll write it in his style.

How much do you need?

-You ordered all of this? -No.

I only ate the royal pudding. You can deduct its cost.

You seem to be skilled at settling accounts.

I'm learning.

She has called you again next week.

That day she had to leave for something urgent.

She didn't say anything about me?

Should she have?

I thought she didn't… like me.

If she hadn't liked you, she wouldn't have called you again.

You must have done something right.

First, I thought she had a problem with my clothes.

Then I thought it was me she didn't like.

But now, she has re-booked me.

-Then you are dead meat! -Meaning?

Maybe she is kinky.

Some people enjoy humiliating their partners.

You will have to be the submissive one.

Look, I will never be submissive in my life.

Don't be stupid.

It's a game and you are a player. Play well.

And what happens in this game?

She might sit with her pointy heels on your face.

Or tie you up with a twine.

Or put a leash on you.

What nonsense is this?!

She will put me on a leash?! No.

I think I'll ask Sitara ji to cancel the booking.

Really?

Actually, it's a good decision.

Sitara should be giving these clients to a young, fun gigolo.

She messed up the pairing this time, but no issues.

I'll speak to her.

I don't think you'll be able to do it.

No, no. Wait… no need to call her.

I will do it.

Hello, ma'am.

Why do you need to dress like a clown every time?

One second, ma'am!

Please.

May I serve you a drink?

Ma'am, your drink.

May I?

Will you do whatever I say?

At your command, ma'am!

Alright, sing me a song.

-Hindi or English? -English.

O' my darling Where are you?

I feel you

I feel you

-Every-- -Stop, stop! That's enough!

-Show me how you dance. -I don't know how to dance, ma'am.

But I will definitely try for you.

May I?

I am paying.

I'm here to watch you dance, not to dance myself.

Sure.

That's enough!

Repeat what you just did.

From the beginning.

May I?

This time without your clothes.

NIKKI: HOW DID IT GO?

I'M EXHAUSTED

ONLY HUMILIATION

Hello, madam. Myself, Jyoti.

I am a reporter.

-Call me inspector, not madam. -Sorry. Inspector.

Sit down.

Tell me. What is it?

I am doing an investigative story on the flesh trade.

On 10th March--

On 10th March, there was a raid during the anti-prostitution drive,

I needed information on that.

Why are you digging up buried skeletons?

They are living girls like me, madam.

Inspector.

Don't try this woman card on me.

-Which channel are you from? -Newspaper.

Ujla Aaina.

The girls you rescued,

I want to write about their lives before they were rescued.

This would be our cover story and we will feature you, as well.

-Your boss won't let me be featured. -Why?

Adarsh Johri. That is your boss's name, right?

It's Naveen sir right now, not Adarsh sir.

Is that so?

Then there is scope.

This boy is a male prostitute. And I think your boss…

I mean ex-boss is a client of his.

We caught these two red-handed in the raid at Moti Comfort Lodge.

Everyone wants to save the girls.

Who will save the guys?

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Oh… Jyoti!

-Sir, I need your help with a story. -What story?

The one on male escorts.

Also, that cop Tripathi thought that you had hired a gigolo.

She doesn't know how you deep dive into your stories.

Sir, I will finish the story you started.

I just need your permission.

You enjoy your break. You deserve it.

I will take your story forward now.

I will write it sharp… just like you.

Jyoti…

I didn't drop the story because of this break.

I dropped it because I don't want…

an innocent life to be sacrificed at the altar of sensationalism.

Correct, sir. I won't write just anything.

Green chilies?

Sure.

Do you think…

turning someone's personal life into a spicy story on page one is journalism?

Sir, journalism is the mirror of society.

But what is it that you want to show?

How a poor boy is selling his body

so his mother gets medical treatment?

Who'll be happy reading this? And what change will this bring?

Sir, these people get exploited.

It's an entire racket, sir. I've done research about it.

Some psycho uncles really abuse these people.

Jyoti, this is not the story you think it is.

No one is abusing him.

Abuse will happen when you print this story.

Sir, we could also… keep it anonymous.

Anonymous news is not called journalism, it's called fiction.

And I'm really surprised, Jyoti. I expect better from you.

Wow!

I don't go to work for a month,

and the paper and journalists both seem to be sold.

No… That's not what I meant, sir.

You have taught me everything.

From now on, no story will go to print without my approval.

Go, tell this to Naveen too.

Yes, sir.

Here… your omelet.

No, man! These pennies won't cut it.

Roshan bro, it's not pennies. It is 55,500 rupees.

Please keep it before my dad chops these and turns them into one lakh ten thousand.

Whatever hustle you're doing, you need to up its pace.

The world is at the crossroads of war.

Immigration laws are getting stricter.

If you can do it in a month, you'll be out of here.

Otherwise, stay here and keep skinning lambs.

This time, this lamb won't get slaughtered.

This time, this lamb is on his way to London.

Madam! Madam, I work independently now.

Says everyone who gets fired from their job.

She can book me directly now.

Get me just five minutes with Jugnu ma'am.

Jugnu ma'am?

Whatever it is, say it to me.

Do old relationships mean nothing?

I've shoveled animal shit for her.

If she cared for relationships, she wouldn't hire a gigolo.

I know everything about my replacement.

But you guys don't know who he is!

-Who is he? -Journalist.

So?

Journalists can't get it up?

He is not a man. He wants to be one.

Like me.

I am his inspiration. And by the way, the fucker is married!

Look, madam. I care about you, about Jugnu ma'am.

She has gifted me a motorcycle, a laptop.

That's why I'm telling you. Else, why would I care?

Okay, off you go now. Or I'll take the bike keys back.

I don't need your bike. Keep it.

-Okay, hand it over. -I am leaving.

-Hand the keys over. -I am leaving.

Hello?

She is calling you over. Come right away.

-Now? At this hour? -Yes, now.

Let me just have a word with Sitara--

Is Sitara the one paying you?

Where do I come?

Faster!

Faster!

Faster!

Faster, faster, faster!

Why are you staring at me?

I am trying to see if you are who you seem to be.

Come closer, then.

I can see betrayal.

-Stop the car! -What's wrong?

Stop the car.

What happened?

-How fast can you run? -Why?

Killing is more fun when the prey is on the run.

You're joking, right?

Run!

Run!

Run, run, run, run!

Run, run, run, run!

Run!

Hands in the air!

Hold this! Now, you are the spotter,

and I am the hunter.

You have to do what I just did. Got it?

You called me for hunting?

What did you think? For sex?

But hunting is illegal.

And this is a reserved area.

Is it about the law?

Or are you shitting your pants?

-Did you see that? -No.

There… Behind that tree.

Where?

-See, there. -Yes. Yes.

Have you fired a rifle before?

I tried firing a pistol once.

What do you do?

For now, I'm keeping surveillance on you.

Does surveillance pay your bills, or do you have another income?

I don't have the desire to do anything else anymore.

What was your profession?

Whatever that may be, don't worry about it.

Your secret stays a secret. That's my rule.

And my second rule is, that for you, I am Mr. D'Souza.

I leave the real me at home when I'm with you.

Who have you left at home?

Who I am.

What's your name, Mr. D'Souza?

Adarsh… Adarsh is my real name.

-You fire the bullet, Adarsh. -What?!

Here. Hold it.

Take it.

On your shoulder! Quick!

But, killing a sleeping, innocent animal like this…

We'll wake it up and kill it.

At the count of three, I will flash the torch and you shoot.

Ready?

One.

Two.

Hold it.

Flash the torch!

Come!

Flash the torch!

Where are you?

Where are you?

Jugnu ma'am?

Jugnu ma'am?

Jugnu ma'am?

-How many broken bones? -Three of yours.

All of the boar's.

This hospital…

There's nothing to worry about. I know the people here.

The doctor has said that we can shift you

to a hospital in the city tomorrow.

Tonight, you need to stay here.

As soon as I laid eyes on him,

I knew…

that this guy is trouble.

He too… is one of us now.

I'll be back.

Mom.

Mom…

-Mom, how long will this go on? -I have some self-respect too.

How did I disrespect you?

Do I have the right to know what's happening in your life, or not?

I am not happy, Mom.

That's nothing new.

And why aren't you happy?

I…

feel suffocated, Mom!

It seems like there's no meaning to life,

and I'm just living it day after day.

Naina, all is not lost, yet.

You…

can try IVF, dear.

Mom, why is it so difficult to talk to you?

Naina, between waking up in the morning and going to bed at night,

everyone has a purpose.

He has his newspaper. What do you have?

Mom, I have a job too.

Are you doing a job or just killing time?

You aren't happy because your happiness is dependent on Adarsh,

but his isn't dependent on you.

One day you will wake up and it'll be too late.

I don't know, Mom.

One day, I wake up and tell myself,

to hell with all the things destiny didn't have in store for me.

And the next day, I go to a new doctor with my thick file,

so I can feel small again.

And be reminded that I am unworthy.

"Madam, when was the last time you had sex?

Did you have it in a relaxed state of mind or were you stressed?

When are your periods due?

Four days ago or four days to go?"

-I mean, you-- -Naina!

Dear, you are not alone.

With today's lifestyle, everyone is dealing with these issues.

But others are patient with the treatment.

They don't give up mid-way like you.

All your life you have left things half-done, dear.

I have never understood what is it that you really want.

Why are you doing this?

You started running before you could walk.

You were just five when you ran away from home for the first time.

The neighbors spotted you and got you back.

You've been running away since then.

When you started going to school, you ran away from class.

You left arts for science, then science for arts.

Sometimes NGO, sometimes theater!

One day you wanted to get married. The next day you didn't.

Till your seven vows weren't complete, we were on the edge.

Scared that you could run any moment.

And that's exactly what you are doing now.

You took the vows, but you're standing at the starting line again.

Someone just has to say, "One, two, go!" for you to take off from here.

There is no point in having a conversation with anyone here.

All they care about is themselves.

Where are you?

Hello, beautiful!

I've got a new pair of headphones and…

a special solo performance to accompany it.

Should I do it for you?

Hey… All okay?

You don't want to listen to music today?

What happened?

Nothing.

I seem to have… lost my rhythm.

Just give me a minute, I'll be back.

Stuck upside down in dreamland

Life is somewhat foolish

Stuck upside down in dreamland

Like a bat’s unlikely guest…

I'm leaving.

Why? What's the rush?

Just give me a second.

Don't let me down, man!

I haven't done my job yet.

You have.

This has never happened to me.

It happened once,

but I think I wasn't in my senses then.

Never otherwise.

Are you okay?

Do you have a cigarette?

Since when do you smoke?

From this moment.

You should have at least one vice.

Of course, I do.

By the way, I have pain-relieving medicine too, if you want.

And this… to feel beautiful.

I have other stuff too. This… for relaxation.

Relaxed!

And the cure for all ills…

Ludo. I have this, as well.

But today's agenda… is to burn our lungs.

Therefore…

tell me, which one?

Which one of these would suit me?

Fed from a spoon

Mixed with milk

Right and wrong

Drilled into it in school…

Don't take it in. Take it all out.

All of it!

It's ill luck Life is a punishment

Wasteful, yet fun

Reasons are utterly pointless…

Today, I will indulge myself too.

Release it, as a kindness

Stuck upside down in dreamland…

Useless jerk!

Somewhat foolish

That's not all you are.

What?

What you just said.

You are a lot more than that.

Me too.

These muscles, these joints, and the tissue…

Can you see this? All of it has been fused together.

And that's the root cause of your problem.

Physiotherapy once every fifteen days isn't going to cut it.

Do it dedicatedly at least four times a week.

Doctor, any restrictions on diet?

There is only one thing you need to restrict. Stress.

Just let it go. Okay?

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Mom, let it go.

-"Let it go." -Shut up.

-Okay, I'm going to the restroom. -Okay.

Here, ma'am. Thank you.

Nurse, who is this patient?

It's some crazy couple who went on a jungle adventure in the night.

Must have gotten attacked by an animal.

Mom?

Mom!

This way.

What happened?

I have made a very big mistake.

-What is this? -This… is your commission.

Jugnu had called me directly.

You… keep this.

But, this is yours.

No. You don't need me,

and I don't need this money.

Please don't take it the wrong way. This was not my idea.

She knows very well that if she had called me at an odd hour,

I would have said no.

She also knows who would not say no.

-Your rules are very confusing. -Are they?

If you want to work with me, it will happen my way.

When to meet, where to meet, how many times to meet,

these things will be decided by me, not by you.

Or you can work independently.

Okay. I'll be careful from now on.

Can I refuse a client, as per your rules?

You said yes to the one you should've refused.

And you keep saying no to the one you should be accepting.

Roshni doesn't want a gigolo, she wants a slave.

And I can't be a slave to anyone anymore.

You are unable to do this, right?

Is that all?

You're out of steam?

Sitara ji, I never run out of steam.

It's not about steam, you need to use your brains.

It's not easy for everyone to express what they want in words.

Learn how to listen with your eyes.

All the answers are in that room.

Certain traits run in a person's blood.

And blood always shows its true colors.

Like father. Like son. Debauched!

She kept such a big secret from us.

Kept it all bottled inside… and suffered silently,

but didn't share it with us so that her aged parents don't get stressed.

And you…

You've been after her life, ever since she has come here.

Papa, please, now you two don't start fighting.

We have to support Naina.

We'll get her life back on track.

First, I will set that rascal straight!

-Where are you going? -Temple.

Where are you headed with perfume on, Adarsh?

The love that was pouring out of you,

while feeding apples to that woman today.

If only, you had shown half that love,

with half that piece of apple to my daughter…

she wouldn't be so unhappy today.

Disgusting man!

The face hides that you are rotten inside.

Why do you even call for me?

Do you think I am a toy?

Have you bought me with your money?

What if I do this to a girl?

Call a prostitute over and tell her to remove my shoes.

And say, "Clean my shoes! Clean the soles of my shoes.

Put the shoe back on!

Your scent stinks on you!

And I hate it.

Move away. Go take a shower. Go clean yourself!"

What kind of a person would you think I am?

An extremely disgusting and degraded person.

Then what's the joy you get out of humiliating me like this?

That's what I am trying to understand too!

What joy does someone get? Day in, day out…

So, whatever you do to me…

someone does the same to you?

Roshni ji, wait a minute.

Actually…

I used to be exactly like you.

People have walked all over me all my life.

And one day I realized,

that people are doing that because I was letting them.

You only have to muster the courage to say no.

And if you cross that one difficult moment, believe me,

everything around you will change on its own.

And if that doesn't happen, then you have Sitara's number.

Call her and ask for me, I will clean all the shoes you want.

Sorry.

I'm sorry, my child.

I never tried to understand you.

Hello.

Right now?

Where do I come?

I can't believe…

that I killed this.

To kill this beast…

you need a lot of courage.

I feel safe with you.

I like being with you.

Why do all good things come to an end quickly?

Oh…

What is coming to an end?

No… let it be.

I don't want to involve you in all this.

You are making me curious. Please tell me.

Manju…

He is getting an early release from jail.

The government has accepted his plea on the basis of good conduct.

So, that is… good. Right?

Good? Are you happy about this?

It's the end of us meeting.

The end to all of this.

My work,

my identity, my freedom.

It took me five years to clean up his mess.

I worked day and night to restart my life!

Toiled very hard…

and achieved what I wanted.

For what?

Maybe he has changed.

Jail can reform the worst of criminals.

Jails reforms humans,

not animals.

It's not good conduct, it's good hooch that has done his bidding.

And now,

he will come back and…

You wanted to know what I do for a living, right?

I run a small newspaper.

I've killed one pig for you,

I can crush another too.

Drinks?

Cheers.

Yeah, Jyoti?

I have an investigative crime story. The kind the paper needs.

Will you do it?

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!

The number you are calling is currently switched off.

-Brother-in-law? -Amber.

I want to speak to Naina.

-Where are you? -At your gate.

Hello?

Hello, Amber?

Where is Naina?

Amber?

Are you alright?

Amber, what happened?

Where is Naina?

She left.

-Left for? -I don't know,

but a lot happened last night.

What happened?

She told us the entire truth.

What truth?

About what happened between the two of you.

She isn't answering her phone.

She found a house where she wanted to stay.

Where's the house?

I don't know, but it was through Bhavna's broker.

Message me Bhavna's number.

And take care of yourself.

Get the catalogs from inside.

I am sorry…

about last night.

Don't apologize to me.

Apologize to the real "Sunny" inside you.

He needs healing.

I'm getting late. I need to head out.

Wait.

What have you come here for?

I don't know who I am.

I thought I did,

but…

since that day when you…

I am lost.

Do you want to know?

Wanna meet tomorrow evening?

At our usual place?

Maybe we can find out together?

The number you are calling is switched off.

Amber, is there any other friend of Naina's?

Who was that one-- The tall one with the big eyes?

What was… yeah, Charu! Do you have her number?

Brother-in-law, Charu is my friend!

There's some bad news.

What?

The roof repairs that Naina ma'am requested

won't be possible.

Shukla ji believes the structure is so delicate

that it may give way during repairs.

Sir, don't be disappointed.

To make up for it, Shukla ji will arrange for a nameplate for free.

Take a look.

Just tell me which one of these Naina ma'am would like.

This one is wooden, and…

this one is metallic,

and this one is modern. Will she like this?

I don't know anything, man!

I don't even know which friend of hers to call if she disappears.

What are her friends' contacts? Where do they stay?

And if she's not with a friend, where does she like to go?

I am a fool.

Do you think I would know what nameplate she would like?

Metal or wooden! Really?

Don't worry, sir.

If you come back after making a mistake, you can't still be called a fool.

And you have just returned from the ship, right?

Naina! It's you?

How come you're here?

You're looking so pretty.

How are you?

I'm okay.

Did you and Adarsh patch up?

We have a relationship outside of Adarsh, too, right?

Yes.

Why don't you spend the day here? Let's celebrate Sunday.

I'll cook a nice meal, and then we can go shopping.

I actually wanted to take Jatin and Nitin out for lunch.

It's been a while since I spent time with them.

Yes. Of course. Take them.

Anyway, they spend all day popping their eyeballs in front of the computer.

I'll just call them.

Jatin! Nitin! Your aunt is here.

-Will you have tea? -No…

Oh, you are the green tea type! I'll get it.

Mom, the coach has asked me not to eat out.

-I'm not going with that woman either. -Hey! Where are your manners?!

-Is this the way to talk?! -I have some homework to do.

Yeah. I can see the homework that's keeping you busy.

Both of you will go.

-But, Mom… -What?

You guys used to be so pally with her. What's changed?

-That-- -No excuses!

Both of you get ready and leave. That's it. Get ready.

And if you don't come out soon,

your router will be locked inside the cupboard.

Sir.

Sir.

Please pay the token amount, or we will lose the deal.

Hello. Yeah, sis.

What has happened to Naina?

Who told you?

Told me what?

What were you saying?

I was saying that Naina came here and took Jatin and Nitin out.

Where?

Why are we here?

I know both of you are upset with me.

And I can understand your anger.

That day…

I am really unhappy about how that day may have affected you.

But…

Sometimes…

relationships get tangled in complications.

And in trying to resolve them,

we end up getting even more entangled.

But that doesn’t mean there is no love in those relationships.

Nitin, Jatin,

the two of you and your uncle are very important to me.

That's why I want to tell you both that one day,

maybe not today, but one day,

you will understand me.

I am the same person.

I was the same then, and I'm the same now.

I haven't changed.

Here's your food.

Enjoy your meal.

Not happening! Look, she's aiming straight into the gutter!

One more.

Join us.

I don't have the right shoes.

You can play without shoes.

Come on.

No, you guys carry on.

Can I join in as well?

Uncle!

-Uncle, let's make teams. -Uncle, you and I on one team, please.

I am on Naina's team…

if she will have me.

-Sorry. -Sorry.

You're looking good.

I look better when I am with you.

Naina…

let's begin again.

Our beginnings were good.

How did we reach here?

Because…

I could never see beyond my failures and frustrations.

You were there for me, but I didn't see you.

I didn’t see myself either.

I've always seen what others saw in me…

and felt what others made me feel.

I was an ass.

I was no less.

Two asses can make a life together.

Come back, please.

Give me one more chance to give you the life you deserve.

That burden isn't yours anymore.

It's mine.

I will share every burden of yours.

And now I have started working out as well.

And I have started listening to myself.

So, what is the new Naina telling you?

Tell me, as well.

I will listen with my eyes and ears wide open.

Adarsh…

today, when you are ready to listen to me…

I have nothing to say.

Then don't say a thing. Just come back.

I…

I want to be on my own, Adarsh!

But I don't want to live without you.

Naina,

the past is done.

Let's make what we have better.

Adarsh,

after a long time,

I have made a difficult decision for myself.

Please help me stick to it.

Please.

I'm not cross with you, my love!

I'm not cross with you, my love!

My cries for attention are valid!

My cries for attention are valid!

Don't be upset with me

I know, my love, I messed up

I know, my love, I messed up

I'm not cross

Embracing me in its arms

Loneliness took me away

Loneliness…

Loneliness…

Embracing me in its arms Loneliness took me away

How did this separation That shattered me, come to be?

How did this separation That shattered me, come to be?

We are not in agreement…

Where to, madam?

-We are not in agreement, my love -I don't know.

-Keep going straight for now. -We are not in agreement

My love!

I'm not cross

UJLA AAINA

Wow, man!

Looking at you, I feel like taking a break, too.

Who's stopping you?

Have you started working out?

How is the newspaper doing?

I can't do this alone, buddy.

By the way,

you look good in the editor's chair.

How is Mahek?

Don't mention her name.

I didn't get a penny from her.

You were right.

There is no respect for someone

who is ready to sell themselves.

Buddy, let's start working again.

This time, we will do it your way.

Sure?

Sure.

Let's shut the paper.

What do you mean?

We'll make an app.

Where will we get the money from?

What's Mahek for?

That woman will eat us alive and won't even belch!

Let's see.

But, yeah, this time, let me handle it.

How is Naina?

After a long time, she seems happy, like before. Free!

What a story you've shared!

After a long time, it feels like we are actually running a newspaper.

Thank you.

And Jyoti is you in your youth!

What lengths she has gone to, to click all those unreal animals.

Incredible.

Animals?

This…

What?

Adarsh!

-What happened, sir? -This story can't go.

-What happened? -Where is Jyoti?

-She went home. -Call her back. Call everyone.

-There are only four people left now. -Call whoever is left.

Now, they will all fall in line.

With the use of plastic bottles,

hooch is produced and supplied within the city.

The smuggling of illicit liquor from jail cells.

Even though the distillery isn’t functioning,

liquor is still being produced within the jail.

This is fake news, sir!

This is fake news. You aren't printing the real story.

What I say is news is news. Is that clear?

And all of you, listen up carefully!

This office has been a free-for-all for a while now.

From now on, what I say is the final word.

If you are not in the habit of listening,

then either change your habit or change your job.

Prasad Babu, continue.

I can't be a part of this lie.

My journalistic ethics, which I learned from you, Adarsh sir,

are still intact.

I won't sell my conscience for a salary of a few thousand.

I am not for sale, sir.

Naveen, we have one less to worry about now. Please go.

I am leaving anyway.

The smuggling of illicit liquor from jail cells.

Brother, someone has tried screwing you over once again.

There is someone who doesn't want you to get out.

Someone? It's the same person who sent me in, in the first place.

Just tell me the name, brother! I will screw him up.

First, you get that boy in.

-I will deal with my close ones later. -Which boy, brother?

The one who is riding my motorbike.

How will getting him inside help?

We will get to know what's happening outside.

How will we get him here?

Why?

Is there no one who knows how to make butter with a crooked finger?

I know someone who does.

But you know, brother,

this home-brewed hooch won't work with her.

We need a good single malt.

Who are you dressing to kill?

I'm going to meet a friend.

For how long will you keep calling Mini a "friend"?

Granny, she really is just a friend.

I am going to meet Vikki.

Then you can wear anything.

I love you.

Who does that bike downstairs belong to?

-It's mine. -Show me the papers.

Show me the papers!

Ma'am…

-What happened, madam? -Your son has stolen a bike, sir.

Madam sir, I haven't stolen a bike.

Okay. Good, then, show me the papers.

Madam, he bought it second-hand.

Show madam the papers.

Daddy, the papers haven't been transferred to my name yet.

Madam sir, actually, I got it as a gift.

You just said you bought it second-hand.

Now you are saying it was a gift.

Okay. Give me the name of the person who gifted this bike.

Why don't you speak?

If you want, I can tell your father.

Madam sir, you are getting this all wrong. There is nothing of the sort…

Really? He has stolen it from the same place he works at, sir.

They're the ones who have complained.

Has Sitara filed the report?

He works for Manju ji. He's the one who has complained.

Bastard!

What new hell have you dragged us into now?!

And who is this Manju?

Daddy, you remember I used to go to teach yoga.

They gifted me the bike.

I haven't been there for the last 15 days or so,

so they might have thought I disappeared with the bike.

Don't say another word now.

Madam…

please take the bike and forgive him.

I will personally apologize to them.

Sir, the case has been filed. I will have to take him. Come.

Come on.

Madam! How can you just arrest him like this?! Please listen to me!

Please listen to me for one minute!

I am begging you. The whole neighborhood is watching.

-We are getting a bad reputation. -But this guy is notorious already.

Why? Haven't you told your parents what your "job" is?

Madam, please. Not here.

Inspector sir. You tell us.

-Madam-- -Take me to the police station.

-Let's go. -One minute.

He will go to the police station, madam, once you tell us what he does.

We found him in a raid in a hotel.

With a man.

No!

This is our job.

If he stays in jail for six months, he will come out changed.

Please take him.

We are not going to bail him out. Take him!

Verma, take him.

-Come. -Walk!

Madam sir!

Madam sir, please! Let me answer the phone.

Madam sir, please!

Just once, let me answer--

You've come here to get yourself locked up!

Prepare yourself for it.

He wants to speak on the phone!

It's been more than ten minutes.

Let's not make her wait any longer.

A little waiting is good.

What new strategy is this?

If someone is waiting for you, it means they are the ones in need.

Give me a cigarette as well.

You're right. Let's wait for a couple more minutes.

Hello.

Congratulations! Your story has gone viral.

-People are making memes. -Thank you.

-This is just the beginning. -It's a good one!

Thank you.

-So, Mr. Johri-- -Adarsh. Call me Adarsh.

Okay. Adarsh.

I am assuming you are okay with our terms, and that's why you are back.

Your stakes will be five percent,

and your interference will be zero percent.

But yes, your profits will be two hundred percent.

I guarantee the returns.

And how will this "magic" happen?

We will learn from you.

Because you are the magician.

You made your family's fifty-year-old oil shop

into a well-known brand within five years. Correct?

You have the brains.

I have the passion.

And if the two qualities come together, anything can be achieved.

I agree.

It's only passion that can take you places.

See, it got me all the way to you.

He wanted to be a man.

Look at the result.

He surely became a man but couldn't become a gigolo.

How will he become a gigolo?

He falls for all his clients.

You keep worrying that the women will get attached to your gigolos.

It's the opposite in this case.

I don't know if he is a lover boy.

He surely is trying to be Robin Hood.

Whatever he is trying to be, for us, he is trouble.

And this Sunny mess!

If Sunny can give Adarsh the whereabouts of this place,

he can also blurt it out to Manju.

Then you can hire Manju as well.

Sunny has nothing to lose.

We have a lot.

There is only one solution.

Manju thinks Jugnu is having an affair with Sunny.

And if things get worse, Sunny won't keep his trap shut.

But who would stay mum?

Adarsh.

You will frame your own gigolo?

Didn't you say

he isn't a gigolo but a lover boy?

A gigolo will speak out.

A lover won't.

He is high on his newfound manhood.

It will come in handy.

Hats off to your scheming.

Adarsh can never tell anyone that he is a gigolo.

Otherwise, he will become the next headline.

And Sunny?

Boss ma'am--

It is my responsibility to ensure that this F.I.R. doesn't get you into jail.

I have a condition.

You will not see my son ever again.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Here. Speak to the big daddy!

How did it feel?!

This is just a trailer.

Mr. Journalist, you don't know me yet.

You haven't put your hand in a beehive but in a crocodile's jaws.

And a crocodile doesn't bite.

It swallows its prey whole.

You've just written a news piece on me.

I'm going to write your whole life story now.

A BOAR FOR A LION.