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Where do we get our dreams from?

Our dreams.

Do we go after as men

what we were denied as children?

That which we didn't get as children,

do we go after that after growing up?

- Hello? - Hello, Chauhan?

Tell Pandit Ji that I will be there in 15 minutes.

Bro, he has enquired twice about where Prashant is.

Fuck, man. My boss called for a random meeting.

- Tell him that I will be there in 10 minutes. Thank you. -Bro.

Or are we born with our dreams

which stay within our hearts?

And sometimes,

they call out to us.

Our dreams tell us to let them live.

And in return, they promise us

an adventure of a lifetime.

A scary

but a glorious adventure.

Hold up. Look at him, bro.

How else?

Just look at him.

Yo, bro. Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hey, fear isn't completely useless.

If it was so, humans wouldn't run after seeing a lion.

He would have stood still and then the lion would have eaten him up.

But fear saves him by indicating him to escape.

But, Major sir, where does fear come from?

And it gets instilled within as if settling in a home.

Let's pause for a while.

- Amazing ride. He was the fun part. - Excuse me.

No way.

- Again? - He is the remix, huh?

You.

And you, there.

Why were you pointing fingers at me?

- Why were you pointing fingers at me? - Bro, chill.

You don't have to be so serious about it. They were only having fun.

Fun?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Okay.

Look, I am not serious either.

I am just asking for my personal feedback.

Didn't you like my face?

Didn't you like my car?

Didn't you like my song?

I mean, what can I improve?

Actually, I feel all of the above.

And since you are standing so close to me,

please use perfume because you smell just like my driver.

- Oh, shit. - Oh God. That was brutal, Navya.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Thank you. - Chill.

Bro, where do these kinds of people come from?

One second. I wanted to ask one last thing.

Prashant, who gets to play the protagonist in a drama?

Someone talented to play the part.

He is Samarth. It's his first day at Satyanweshi.

He has been playing the main characters in his English theatre.

He is willing to play a small part in our act now.

Because he wants to experience the stage for a Hindi act.

Samarth, why were you chosen for the main roles in those plays?

Pandit Ji, it's talent, yes.

But I think the most important is discipline.

I mean discipline and surrender.

For one's part and the play as a whole.

Talent is a waste if those qualities are missing.

Pandit Ji, there is nothing more important to me than this part.

- My job is a little unpredictable. - Then quit your job.

If the role of the main character is so important to you, then...

Pandit Ji, I have done full-time theatre with you for two years.

And now, you know about my compulsion.

Prashant, when the play will take place on the stage,

your compulsions won't be seen.

What will the audience see?

Only your acting and preparation.

No. You must have been chosen

for the main role in Imtiaz Ali's film.

But you didn't do that role.

Secondly, I am the Imtiaz Ali here.

And I am telling you that you have to come on time from tomorrow.

You can quit the job if that's a hindrance.

Or you can quit the main role.

Come on. Start reading again.

Hey, fear isn't completely useless.

If it was so, humans wouldn't run after seeing a lion.

He would have stood still.

Do you know what this means?

Bro, it's Fuck you.

And I will say it again for you. Fuck yourself.

Yes!

Fuck you.

And

once a Fuck you is always a Fuck you.

No matter what do not take it back. It's sacred.

So,

if I point a gun at you out of fury,

- We are scared. - you should still say this.

Fuck you, Jimmy.

Don't take it back.

- Yeah. - Don't take it back.

He won't take it back.

- So. - Fuck, bro. Chill.

- Chill, bro. - Is it still a Fuck you?

- I am sorry, bro. - Bro, calm down.

I say this to you now.

Fuck you.

All right.

In your dad's car with the pocket money given by your mom,

you learn a few English songs and puke after drinking only two beers,

you rich Fucktards, Fuck all of you.

Sister, the smell that you get from your driver,

your dad must have that too.

It's the smell of adrenaline. Hardworking men smell of that.

You roam around with soft boys who wear sweet perfumes

and judge me, Anu Pandey from North Campus,

Fuck you.

And now, the most important thing.

If the father of any of you turns out to be a police commissioner

or a big politician

or a big businessman,

if he gets me caught and asks me to apologise,

I won't apologise. I would still say

Fuck you.

What can I do?

A real man can't

go back on his words.

Calm down, bro. We don't need to do this.

All of you bought expensive shoes, clothes and cars.

Their shopping spree never ends.

Yet, all of them are cowards.

They couldn't Fucking find the courage

in any of the malls.

Oh shit.

But the question remains the same.

Where did these dreams come from?

You gave us dreams, God. Now, what do you want from us?

What do I want?

Asks God.

- Is it true that he was offered a lead in Imtiaz Ali's film? -I made dreams

When I thought about turning humans into Gods...

- That's what we heard. - Why didn't he do it then?

It's destiny, bro.

If someone has a good destiny,

he enjoys his life.

When someone's destiny is bad, he suffers immensely.

He suffered.

Wherever dreams come from,

whatever reasons they come for,

no matter if it's science or divine, once they are planted in our hearts,

they become the master and we become the follower.

The dream is the master.

And we are the servants in the service of a dream.

And everyone and everything that stands between us

is our enemy.

And then

its Dreams vs. Everyone.

Bro, listen to this. The same case was registered in Noida as well.

A broker was giving the key to the apartment to couples on an hourly basis.

He was caught when the boy took the girl to the apartment

and he turned out to be the son of the owner.

The broker was thrashed badly.

Bro, don't get inspired by this. Your incentive is anyway low.

Well, people on a notice period are giving lectures now.

Get back to work now.

'Pandit Ji - Entry to the rehearsal won't be allowed after 7pm today.'

Prashant.

Did you join the marketing team?

No, sir.

Are you still in sales?

Okay.

- Arpit? - Yes, sir.

You joined the marketing team, right?

- No, sir. - No?

Hey, Garve.

- Marketing team, right? No? - No, sir.

Okay.

Sir, I was making the PPT for the builder client. I am just leaving.

Fuckers, I am tired of saying this.

The sales team shouldn't be in the office after 10am.

You should be out in the fields, selling.

I will fire the one who is still here after three seconds.

- What is it? -I wanted to talk to you for two minutes.

It will be done by the time you finish smoking a cigarette.

I will smoke while shitting.

Do you want to talk to me?

Sir, you can get done with it and then...

What after that?

Go and talk to the client now.

You will find me in the office after 6pm if you want to talk to me.

Sir, I wanted to talk about the evening...

- What is it? - Sir.

- You can smoke. I will tell you what I want while standing outside. -What?

Brother.

Brother.

Uncle, I can hear you.

Your uncle built a floor in sector 12.

He gave me the responsibility of selling it.

The price of the floor was 1.3 crore which was 10 lacs more than the market.

But that's okay.

I thought I would sell it. For three months,

I worked very Fucking hard.

I presented the client with material, woodwork,

the science of architecture and everything else

and sold three floors. And now, we are left with

the fourth which is the last floor.

The client was going to come in the afternoon today

to make the advance payment.

Do you know what your uncle said last night?

It's been three months since I didn't sell the flat. The price has increased.

The rate is 1.4 crore now.

Tell me. What should I tell the client? To pay 10 lacs more now?

Am I asking for pubic hair? Anyone can just pick them without a care.

Oh, wow. I got 20 instead. I have extra. Keep it.

Who is he, uncle?

Him? He is Jatin. He is my brother-in-law's son.

He asked me to keep him along so that he could learn the job.

Can we talk in front of him?

Yes. We can.

Don't tell anyone in the office that Jimmy met us.

Our boss, Kukreja, is Jimmy's uncle.

They don't get along well. He is evil like Uncle Kans.

Got that? Don't tell anyone about it.

Tell me. What do we have to do?

Uncle Grover.

I am upset with you.

Bro, why are you upset with me now?

You listed your old car online to sell it.

You didn't tell me about it.

I told you about it.

Jimmy, it's going to be 15 years old.

You wouldn't have been able to drive it in NCR anyway.

Uncle, I didn't want to drive it.

I wanted to make someone jealous.

Whom?

I have two conditions, uncle. If I get the deal done for you,

then you will sell your car to me.

And the second one is that you want 50% commission, right?

You can keep your commission to yourself.

- I will take my commission from the client. -What?

You will get your commission from the client?

If you ask the client to pay 10 lacs more, he would spit out scum.

And you are saying that you will get your commission from the client.

Oh God.

- Bro, pack a fresh piece of this. - Okay.

- And the ones I selected before. - Okay, sir.

Jatin, do you listen to rap?

Yes, a little.

Who am I?

I am the goon who comes during broad daylight.

I steal without a stick or a knife.

Selling a house is a farce, bitch. I think I have got a cheat code.

Rabbit was quite fast. So, you gave him that name.

I sell quickly.

So, call me Sales God.

Let's start training you.

Bro, why did buy so many formal clothes?

Uncle, I will tell you in the evening when we party for getting the deal.

With my second condition.

- Bantu. Listen. - Yes, bro.

I want furniture for a 3BHK.

Within the range of 1.5 to 2 lacs.

Listen. Everything should be unique.

Nothing similar should be available in Delhi, NCR, to compare the rates.

Start loading them in the truck. I am sending the address.

Okay, bro.

Our theatre is very reputed, sir.

And

we have a show in three weeks at a very big event.

Sir, I have a reading at 7pm every day.

So, sir...

If there is a meeting in the evening at the office,

so, I would request you to allow me

to leave by 6:30pm max

if it's a long meeting.

That will be all, sir.

I had a boss.

Bharat Sai.

He was married.

Mrs. Sudha.

His wife. She was very sweet.

Very loyal. Very supportive. The perfect wife.

I found out

that Sai has a fling outside.

Do you understand what a fling is?

An affair.

He knew that I knew about it.

One day, after a few drinks,

I asked Sai sir,

why does he have another woman?

Then Sai said that whenever he meets her,

he feels the excitement.

Which he doesn't feel in his marriage.

Then I asked, Bharat sir,

why don't you leave your wife

and get married to her?

The woman he has a fling with.

And then Bharat sir said something.

After that,

I never had any confusion regarding

the choices in life.

Sai sir said, Shishir,

if you try to turn the fling into a marriage,

she will be a bad wife.

The thrill of the fling will also be gone.

Your passion for acting and job.

Which one is your fling? And which one is your marriage?

- Acting... - Acting is your fling.

Right?

If the other woman and your wife make a plan together,

apologise to the other woman.

Never disappoint...

- Your wife. - You got it.

I have a few concerns about your selling.

Let's do this.

Finish your meetings and come back to the office.

We will talk in the evening.

At 7pm.

He called you at 7pm at the office.

What will you do now?

I will go to the theatre.

I will tell him that my car stopped working.

But what was the point of talking to him?

He now knows that I have a rehearsal at 7pm.

He would call me to the office every day at 7pm intentionally.

But you at least told him what you want.

It's essential.

To be able to speak and speak up.

It's okay. You will learn how to convince someone with time.

No one cares about what someone else wants.

Be it, your boss or family.

- Everything thinks about themselves. - Hey, look here.

It's getting inside you.

The ghost of a dream.

Get rid of it.

Do it.

Jugli jugli jhul jhula.

Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

- Jugli jugli jhul jhula. - Jugli jugli jus.

Greetings, mister. How are you?

- Greetings, ma'am. Are you fine? - Greetings. Yes.

- Wow. Such a nice kid. - Say hello to uncle.

She has also come along. Have you come to see the house as well?

Come to uncle. Let me lift you.

Very good. I have brought something for you. Shall I give it to you?

Here you go.

- Chocolate. - Wow.

Who is this man?

Him? He is my cousin.

I told him that we have chosen the apartment

and we will make the advance payment today. That's why

he also came along to cast his eyes upon it.

Cast an eye?

Amazing. The relatives come first to cast an eye

when something good is going to happen.

Cousin, I am just joking.

You can cast an eye if you want.

Just don't cast an evil eye.

Please come, ma'am. Sir, come. Cousin, come on. Let me show you the house.

Look at this. The parking is downstairs.

Two of your cars can be parked together.

They look so excited now.

When they find out that the rate has increased by 10 lacs,

all the excitement will be gone.

Bro, the rate has been increased.

We won't tell them that.

Then?

Let's suppose that you took your father's car out.

And got into an accident and incurred a loss of 20 thousand.

When your dad finds out,

he will thrash you badly.

What should you tell your dad when you call him

which will make your dad say

that it's okay, son?

You have come to see the house, right?

Looks like someone else is also moving in.

It seems so.

Ma'am, have a look at the fridge as well.

If you like it, we'll have it delivered for you as well.

Yes, we have to get them.

- Bro, I would cry first. - Okay.

And then I will apologise to my dad.

Okay.

And if I am your dad,

I will slap you for hitting the car.

And slap you again for crying.

You are Fucking 22 years old. Should you be crying?

Tell me what I should say.

- The stairs are so nice. Madam. - Yes.

There is a theatre nearby if you want to go for a movie sometime.

- Mr. Grover, the furniture is going to our flat. -Yes?

You should call your dad and tell him

that you hit his car.

And two people died as a result.

One of your hands is not working.

The crowd beat you up badly and set your car on fire.

The relatives of those who died are waiting with sticks to beat you up.

Just say this. Please save me, dad. Dad?

Dad.

If you say dad once more,

your dad will suffer a cardiac arrest.

But you will tell your dad

that all this could have happened

but didn't happen.

You just hit the car and there is a loss of 15 thousand.

Then your dad will call you a scoundrel.

A scoundrel.

Is this something to joke about?

The car will be repaired. Are you fine?

It's called perceptual contrast in English.

And we say,

get someone so scared initially that he can bear anything later.

We shouldn't say that the rate has increased by 10 lacs.

We have to portray

that the flat has been dealt to someone else.

The advance payment has been made by the new owner.

The furniture has been placed.

They have shifted to the flat already.

You can live in the house of your dreams

in your dreams.

That's enough. It doesn't work like that.

Don't worry at all.

It's our specialisation.

Property deal audit which means catching fraud

and if the property papers are genuine or not.

The terms and conditions laid by them for the payment.

Are they fulfilling their commitment given to you?

We will take care of everything for 3,500 rupees only.

Okay. We are going to pay the advance tomorrow.

Okay.

This is our auditor, Vicky.

He will accompany you.

He will ensure that you get a fair deal.

Is he really an auditor? A C.A.?

Madam,

when it comes to property deal fraud,

there's no C.A. or C.I.D. to catch them.

There's only E.I.D.

Experience In Deceitfulness.

And I have loads of it.

I can sniff it out.

Earlier, the owners used to give the house keys to the guard.

But some brokers have been misusing vacant flats nowadays.

So, now, they give keys to someone they trust.

When I saw the news that some broker used it for...

- That's so shitty. - Right.

- Greetings, uncle. Prashant from Property Lords. -Greetings.

- Hello, sir. - Hello.

Thank you.

The woodwork is already done.

In fact, the kitchen has very high quality woodwork.

And how are the amenities here?

Gym, grocery, pharmacy.

- The gym is inside the building. - Okay.

And for basic groceries like bread, milk, and butter, there's a shop inside.

For vegetables and pharmacy, there's a market close by.

- I see. - But most of them home deliver it too.

Ishita!

Ishita!

- Shall I get some water? - Ishita.

- Ishita, do you have the medicine in your bag? -Did she get dizzy?

She has a low BP problem.

Sir, I need a favour from you. Can you run to the chemist for a medicine?

Sure.

- It'll take around 15-20 minutes. - No problem. She'll be fine till then.

- Please get it. I'll send you the name. - Okay.

Mr. Grover, what is all this?

Mr. Atul, just give me two minutes. I'm calling Mr. Kukreja.

I'm the sole seller of these flats. And he sold the flat without my knowledge.

- Give me 2 minutes. I'm talking to him. - But...

Why are you getting upset?

He's trying to sort this out.

It took us so long to find one decent house.

Seems like we're not destined to own it.

He gave a better offer? All right. But at least you could have told me.

I would have spoken to Mr. Atul and we could have matched that offer.

Uncle, where is his cousin?

What?

Is he still up there?

Jimmy, that guy is a small-time actor.

What if the cousin asks him something?

He will screw up everything.

And they will get suspicious.

Uncle.

- Can I have some water? - Water?

Uncle, I'll go upstairs and check. You handle these people here.

Okay, fine. Let me know.

Sir, I need a...

One second.

- Hello. - Sir, you haven't sent me the name yet.

Yes. I've asked someone back home to send me a photo of the medicine.

I'll send it to you as soon as I get it. Okay?

I'm at the medical store. Let me know once you have it.

Is ma'am all right?

I'm waiting for the name.

Uncle.

How much white and how much cash?

1.37 crore.

That's the total amount, uncle. How much white and how much cash?

What do you mean by that?

I'm paying 1.37. What do you mean by how much white and how much cash?

It does, uncle. There's white money and then there's cash.

That's what I am asking about.

I already told you 1.37 in all.

Why do you keep asking how much white and how much cash?

Uncle.

Caught you.

Sorry, Mr. Atul. But the deal is already done.

Our offer was for 1.3 crore.

And this gentleman sealed it for 1.37.

Seven lacs more and he cut a deal directly.

And my commission...

Mr. Kukreja saved on that too.

So, we've lost the house?

Actually,

Mr. Kukreja was saying that

the new owner who has bought this house,

he isn't going to live here. This is just for investment purposes.

Can we have a word with him by any chance?

We can surely try.

But we'll have to re-negotiate the price.

Initially, I thought the owner must have got a better deal.

He must have sold it to someone else. It's usual in our line of work.

But then I sensed

that

there is some sham.

Looks like you all are a team.

Come in, bro. Come. Have a seat.

So, where was I?

Yes, the sham.

Mr. Grover was already on his way downstairs.

So, it's obviously not possible that he mustn't have known

which floor the furniture was being taken to.

After all, he's the sole seller of all the flats here.

He would have surely been a little inquisitive. Right, bro?

Then I wondered, why so much drama?

Lugging all the furniture up and setting up a fake owner.

Only to turn down my clients?

You could have straight away said that you've cancelled the plan to sell.

Why all this drama then?

All this drama

only to re-negotiate.

What do you mean by re-negotiate?

1.37 that he paid

plus whatever commission he wants over and above that?

Yes.

I know it's more than what we had decided.

But, madam,

there's no other way out.

We can at least give it a try.

Okay. Stop whining.

Let me think.

- Mr. Grover. - Yes.

I'd like to discuss this with my cousin once.

Your client.

You are not his cousin.

Look, buddy,

if you have a client,

then so do we.

Doesn't that make us business partners?

My dear partner buddy,

this epic tale that I've been narrating all this while,

it certainly wasn't to enthral you.

I could have straight away gone and told them about the scam going on here.

Fine then.

How much?

'Hope you'll be at the theatre on time today.'

'Yes. I'll be there before 7pm.'

Hello. I just got the photo. It's Midodrine. Just get one packet. Okay?

Okay.

By the way, I was wondering how she is.

My calculation is quite simple.

Cut the mango and share it equally.

Half of the total commission.

This isn't fair, bro.

It was anyway going to sell for 1.3 crore.

How about this? Anything above 1.3,

for whatever price it sells,

half of that commission will be yours.

Oh, really?

Trying to act smart, are you? You will get 2% of 1.3 crore

which is 2.6 lacs.

Say you sell it for ten lacs more,

so half of 2% of 10 lacs is what I'll get?

Ten thousand?

Do I look like a fool to you?

Sorry, bro.

This is the last offer.

Is that so?

Who do you think you are?

Your sham will be exposed.

If I go down and tell them about this shady scheme,

your entire deal will go for a toss.

And so will your 2.6 lacs commission.

My share comes to 1.4 lacs.

Only for you, let's finalise it at one lac.

No issues, bro.

Go and tell them.

All right then.

Your wish.

Let's make it 76,000.

Sounds good?

- Tell me. - Let me make it 10,000

with a dressing table.

This one. It came extra with the rest of the stuff.

Now, you're taking this too far.

- So, did you cast an eye? - Listen.

Need to speak with you.

Hello.

Anyone there?

Yes, sir.

What are you exploring in there for so long with the door locked?

Your broker isn't here either.

- What the hell are you doing in there? - Sir.

Sir, please calm down.

Mr. Prashant has gone out to get medicine.

My wife fainted. Her BP dropped.

- Fainted? Where is she? Let me see. - Sir, she is better now.

She's fine.

Better now?

Hold on. Tell me something, son.

Is she better now or has she fainted now?

- Sir, she fainted but she's better. - What happened?

- Why are you here? Sit and relax. - No, no. It's okay. What's wrong here?

What happened, uncle? Your medicine.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Are you done seeing it? So, are you leaving now or...

Is she

- going to sit and relax? - No, sir. We're done seeing.

She'll have her medicine and then we'll leave.

All right. Make it quick.

Give me the keys. I'll turn off the lights and lock the door.

Come. Let's go.

Take your medicine.

- And let's go out and talk. - Sure.

But, Vinay,

you left your stuff inside the room.

What?

Oh, yes.

I'll get it.

Is it there where I left it?

As I got off the bed, I think I stepped on it and it went under the bed.

I'll just go and get it.

I'll take my medicine. I think I left the water downstairs.

- What is it, son? - Nothing, sir.

My wife was resting inside. She left something behind. I'll just get it.

Did it go under the bed or what?

Yes. But I'll get it out. No worries.

Where is it?

I will get it, uncle.

No worries, uncle. I'll do it.

I'll get it out, uncle. You let it be.

But where is it?

Jimmy, tell me something.

He asked you for 1.4 lacs.

And you offered him just 10,000 and a dressing table.

Why such a cheap offer?

Because the guy seemed intelligent.

And hence, I thought

he might take the offer.

If he was intelligent, why would he take such a bad offer?

If he's intelligent, he won't have his eyes on my share.

Rather, he will think about how much he would lose if he refused.

In English, it's called loss aversion.

I call it being a dumbass.

Jimmy, I don't get what you're saying.

Son, don't try to learn too much in one day.

Or you'll start choking.

The deal is done. I'm happy.

Mr. Grover told me about your demand.

1.4 is what we can pay at best.

Sure. Please come in.

Let's sit and talk. Come.

He is one bastard for sure.

I spent three months to earn my commission of 2.8 lacs.

And this dog swooped away a profit of 3.5 lacs in just one day.

- The deal's done, sir. - Thank you.

- Just one request. - Yes.

- Yes. - This furniture that you see,

I bought it for this house.

And the plan was to sell a fully furnished flat.

Now that you have bought this house, this furniture,

- you'll have to buy it too. - Of course. Madam was planning anyway.

- Isn't that right, madam? - Yes.

- We do need to buy furniture. - No, no. We can't.

Sir, we've already overshot the budget.

We won't be able to afford it. It's difficult.

Atul, at least ask him the price.

I bought it for five lacs. You can pay me the same.

What? Five lacs?

Impossible.

At best, we can buy one or two essential furniture.

Please return the rest.

- It should be fine. - Return?

The person I bought it from is standing right here.

Let's ask him if it is returnable or not. Is it returnable, sir?

Sorry.

- Not possible. - So, you were treating her low BP.

You scoundrel.

Is this how you were pumping her low BP?

Just wait, you son of a...

- Hello. - Sorry, sir.

Sir, I'm calling from Ultima Prime Society.

Sir, we've nabbed that gang.

The men who pose as brokers and let out rooms to couples.

To indulge in indecent acts.

Yes, sir.

There's this boy named Prashant here.

He's the broker. Sir, please come right away.

Sir, please. Sorry. It won't happen again, sir.

Look at him. He is at least apologising.

But this guy, he is so sly.

He has been standing tight-lipped all along.

How much do you charge for one time?

Must be less than a hotel I'm sure.

No wonder couples come to you.

Uncle, I've already said this.

I came here to show them the flat.

And this madam pretended to have fainted.

I was sent away to the pharmacy.

And then they did it.

- That's what I've been saying but... - Who is that guy?

Who is letting out flats?

You asshole.

Bastard. We have our daughters living here.

How dare you dump filth in our society!

You Fucking bastard!

Sir, their query had come directly into our company's system.

So, there's no chance our employee was in cahoots with them.

Although he shouldn't have left them alone in the flat. That was a mistake.

They fooled him

and he fell for it.

What happened?

Okay. Let it be.

Let's do one thing. Siddharth,

Manan,

and Samarth,

three of you prepare the monologue of the main character in the 12th scene.

The new lead actor will now be selected amongst the three of you.

- All right? - Yes, Pandit Ji.

Come on. Let's proceed.

Let's start the rehearsal. We've already wasted a lot of time.

Let's start.

Sir, this girl says that it was their plan.

His company employee is innocent.

My wife is calling. I'll be back.

- Kaushal, get him out. - Okay, sir. Thank you, sir.

Bring the girl along.

Madam.

Here you go. Congratulations on the car.

It's all yours. Burn all the fuel you want.

I'll burn it tomorrow.

I'll need kerosene, you see.

What rubbish.

Hey, Jimmy.

If that girl would have lied

that you were with them,

our company's reputation would have got screwed so badly, you have no idea.

Tomorrow morning at 9,

there'll be a meeting in the office with the entire team.

And in that meeting, I'll make sure you regret this mistake.

Good night.

And listen.

What they were saying

that they slapped you due to a misunderstanding,

think of it as a tight slap from me.

Because in this line of work where people

dupe their clients, you're one of a kind

who got duped by the client.

It's not their fault.

A bastard is only a bigger bastard

when an asshole is a bigger asshole.

And you are a dumbass, a big one.

This is enough for today.

I'll sleep well.

But why did you do this?

Uncle, my car, my wish.

- Why are you getting stressed? - Fine.

Now, here's my second condition.

Have you heard of Property Lords?

Yes. It's a big name in real estate.

- It's your uncle's biggest competitor till date. -Guess what?

Hello, Rajkumar. We're glad to offer you the role of

Sales Manager at our organisation.

Please confirm your...

- Acceptance of the offer. - Of the offer.

Regards, Kavita.

Some Rajkumar seems to have got a job at Property Lords.

What am I supposed to do?

- Uncle, listen to me carefully. - Okay.

Rajkumar has got a job at Property Lords.

Property Lords

is your boss's,

meaning my uncle, Mr. Kukreja's biggest

- competitor. - Yes.

Many wealthy buyers

go to Mr. Kukreja.

And Mr. Kukreja,

the Mother Fucker Kukreja,

sells properties to those clients

who are also listed with Property lords.

All the information about those clients,

you need to get it from Kukreja and give it to Rajkumar.

Rajkumar will sell the same property to those clients at a cheaper rate

and steal the deals from Kukreja.

Hold on. Why will I give him all the information from there?

Because in return, Rajkumar

will share his commission with you.

Fifty-fifty.

Now,

- the most important thing. - Go on.

Uncle, Rajkumar is

- Jimmy. - Rajkumar is Jimmy.

- Rajkumar? - That was my name in school.

Hey. I'll call you when I burn it tomorrow.

- I need a smashing video. We'll make a reel. -Sure, Jimmy.

Jimmy, your clothes.

You're back.

How was your rehearsal?

It was good.

I hope you told your boss not to keep you at work when you have rehearsals.

Yes. It's his father-in-law's company.

Why would he care for the rehearsals? All he will care about is work.

He just has to request.

Tell him frankly. People understand.

He will also understand.

- Just tell him. - I will.

How is your health?

Absolutely fine.

I'll change and come.

Some of my fellow soldiers got killed today.

Some more may get killed.

But before they die,

they will think about their dead dreams.

Dreams.

Where do dreams come from?

Okay.

So, now, all you children will tell me your name one by one.

And what you do aspire to be when you grow up?

Okay. Let's start with this boy who is struggling with his shoelace.

Prashant, look up. Sir is talking to you.

Prashant. Look up. Sir is talking to you.

- Prashant. Sir is calling you. - Quiet, everyone.

Looks like Prashant hasn't decided what he wants to become.

But in the next class, we will ask Prashant again.

In fact, before every music class,

you all must tell me what you want to be when you grow up.

- Sir, every time? - Yes, every time.

Also,

music class will only happen twice a week, right?

But every day, I want all of you

to tell someone or the other

what you aspire to be when you grow up.

Your mother, your father,

your siblings or your friends.

And if they get irritated hearing it,

then tell it to your dog or your cat.

They will never get irritated.

Sir, what if we don't have a dog or a cat?

Then tell it to your pencil, your eraser,

your milk mug,

or best of all,

to yourself.

Standing in front of the mirror.

But what's important is to say it every single day.

Because if you don't,

then by the time you grow up,

you might forget what your aspirations were.

And the moment you forget, others will come and tell you

what you should be.

And you might even believe it.

Because what you wished for,

you no longer remember it.

I, Prashant Narula,

will be the best actor of all time.

लाइटर मिलेगा?

छोटी गोल्ड।

असली सेलु की निशानी।

भैया, मलयालम मेरी पसंदीदा भाषा है।

मलयालम के अलावा मैं 11 भाषाएँ बोल सकता हूँ।

और आपकी कंपनी को इससे बोहोत फायदा हो सकता है।

तुम्हे निकाला जाता है।

मैं तुझे तेरी ही पसंदीदा भाषा में बताता हूँ।

अगर दोबारा तू ऐसे चूतिये प्लान लेके ऑफिस में आया,

Hey, let go of me. Who are you guys?

What are you doing? Leave me.

Hey, what are you doing to me? Let me go.

Let me go.

Run. Catch him.

It's not the first time, right?

We should have complained long back, buddy.

Listen, Prashant.

Don't be afraid that if we complain against them, they'll get more angry.

It's only because you didn't speak up earlier

that they have become more brazen.

Prashant.

Hence they did it again.

And yet,

you refuse to complain.

Fearing your Principal at school

and your parents at home.

But what about out there?

Out there, Prashant, there's no one who will listen to you.

Come on. Get up.

On your feet. Come on, get up.

Give me your belt.

Go on. Take it off.

You know,

I know of a very talented cricketer

who could not become a big cricketer.

Because he missed a very important selection match.

Only because of the fear

that the boys he fought with the previous day

might have come back to bash him up.

A girl couldn't become an IAS officer

because at her coaching centre,

some boys used to harass her.

She compromised and gave up the best coaching.

Many such talented, hard-working,

and intelligent kids, Prashant,

are unable to fulfill their dreams.

For the sole reason

that they're unable to fight back.

So now, even if you don't do the dream-affirming exercise daily,

what I am about to teach you now,

you need to practice it daily.

You can't fight for your dreams merely with this.

Nor with this. At times,

you'll have to use this too.

So, you won't come from now on?

Anjali, seeing something wrong happening

and being fully aware of it,

either I won't allow it to happen

or if I can't do anything about it, I won't stay there.

Samarth doesn't deserve the part.

Well, everybody knows that you deserve the part.

But you know, what's the bright side of this?

Theatre is like a hobby for you.

And your main focus is your job.

Unlike me who is totally dependent on theatre.

There's a lot of pressure, you know.

For instance, my only focus is

on clearing some auditions or getting a part. You know what I mean?

You are in a safe space.

What happened?

Do you plan to move to Mumbai?

For acting?

Yes. I mean, opportunities in Delhi are so limited, right?

I have given it a thought a few times though.

But I haven't made up my mind yet.

Do you plan to?

In a year. For sure.

So, you'll look for a job in Mumbai then?

Anjali,

acting is not a hobby for me.

It's my sole purpose in life.

I am working right now because I need the money.

But I won't keep doing it for long.

I see.

In that case, it'll be a very difficult decision for you to make.

To quit your job and pursue acting full-time.

- Right? - Aren't you also doing the same?

Yes. But isn't it different for guys?

In terms of responsibilities.

I mean, aren't you scared?

Of the expectations that your family might have from you.

I mean, unless you have a fixed income,

how can you fulfill those responsibilities? Right?

I'm scared of a hell lot of things in life.

But to quit everything and pursue acting,

this one thought has never scared me.

But when something is very difficult

and yet, you're convinced that you can do it,

it means it's a sign that it wants you to chase it.

And who is that?

Your destiny.

Or perhaps, your stupidity.

Just kidding.

You remember the climax of the play which Panditji had changed.

After you leave the theater he has reverted back to the original climax.

- Why? - Dont know.

But everyone is guessing that it has something to do with you.

What have you thought then?

Look, I need the money. Desperately.

But if we're inviting any trouble, then tell me right now.

Bro, a dealer always sells property to the client at a steep rate.

If I sell the same property to that client at a lesser price,

then is it a sin?

Why are you making me the face of the deal? Do the good deed yourself.

Bro, this other dealer

is my uncle. If he finds out that I'm stealing his deals,

it will spoil our relationship. My uncle and I are quite close.

Moreover, he's a very emotional man.

He will be heartbroken.

Your uncle is dear to you.

Yet, you want to slap him. But you're using my hand for it.

Bro, just go and ask around about Tilakraj Kukreja.

That person is so filthy rich that even for a gas and acidity problem,

he books a bed for himself at a 5-star hospital.

When you scratch down there, do you care if you lose some hair?

No, right? What we're stealing from my uncle is only worth that much.

And you'll give me a percentage of the commission you'll get from there?

No.

There are already many takers for that commission.

Today, Shishir will make an announcement in the office.

Rajkumar has gotten us

a new builder client in Gurgaon.

I want all of you to add this client to your selling inventory.

Now, the builder has told us that if we don't sell 20 units by this month end,

he will replace us. I say let us sell 50 units.

And show them why there's Lords at the end of our company's name.

Now that you're on notice period, you obviously won't be allowed to sell.

But since the client is mine,

you can deal with him directly without involving our company's name.

But how will I strike the deals?

Who will give me the leads?

All the leads I get will be yours.

I'll achieve my target anyhow. Now, whether you sell in your notice period

or after the notice period, even if you sell just five units,

a good ten lacs will be all yours.

You are my younger brother's namesake.

Consider this a gift from an elder brother to a younger brother.

Let's get started then.

Long live Grover uncle.

- Hello, Mr. Rao. - Yes. Who is this?

Mr. Rao, last night God appeared in my dream.

And said that He wanted me to save your money.

- Hello. - Almighty God.

Please go on. I'm listening.

Mr. Rao, you must've viewed a flat at the Springfield Society.

This is the same property.

I've already finalised it with Kukreja's firm.

- He is duping you, Mr. Rao. - What's your offer?

He is giving it to you for 13.50, right?

- How's 12.75? - You mean, they were going to screw me

and leave me high and dry?

All right. How do we go about it now?

So, Mr. Rao, I'll get all the paperwork done.

And it's a done deal.

Mr. Kukreja, that advance Mr. Rao was supposed to send for that flat,

he has flipped over now.

What is he saying?

Actually, sir, we had sold it to him at an added mark-up price.

He found out somehow. Now, he's buying it from some other agent.

- He can go to hell. - I've a lead for the golf course flat.

Sending you the number. This is where your commission lies. Don't let it go.

All right.

Sir, I want to be a full-time actor. For that, I need to move to Mumbai.

Plus, I also need to take care of my mother's treatment expenses.

So, I just want to know how I can plan all this financially.

Okay, Prashant. Let's start with your emergency planning and then go ahead.

- Sonu. - One second, sir.

- Yes, sir. - What's the update on the penthouse?

That deal is already done, sir. We're expecting the advance this week.

Jimmy, the Rao deal commission, when are we expecting it to come?

Take a chill pill, uncle. It's on its way.

Sir, I can get it for you for eleven.

- Eleven? - Yes.

They are duping you.

Mister, I'm getting a better deal from someone else.

- I see. Oh, really? - Actually, way better. Sorry.

- But I'm booking the house through him. - Sir, hear me out at least.

Bloody hell. Why don't I just crush your skull right now?

Jimmy, I swear, man. This scam that I'm pulling for you,

if your uncle gets a whiff of it,

whenever he does, he's going to tie me naked to his car and drag me around.

And you know what's the best part? I won't get bored.

Because even you will get dragged along with me.

Uncle, is there someone in your office my uncle trusts the least?

Yes, there's one douche. Why?

Let's get you an insurance.

Hello. Hello. Hey, RV.

Hey, RV. My phone just conked off while I was talking to my wife.

Can I have your phone? I need to call her.

- You've memorized your wife's number? You are being funny.!

Now, come on. Give it to me.

Can you hear me? Hello. Hello.

Hello, Suman. Okay, listen, Suman.

Don't cut the call. Hold the line. I'll call you back again. Okay, bye.

Yes, hello. My friends are coming over this evening. Make chicken for them.

Okay. I'll get it on my way home.

All right then.

Do you need anything else? Do we have salt at home?

Fine.

Okay, then. Come on. Why are you getting irritated now?

Don't get angry over silly reasons. Thank you.

This boy,

he has proved that you are limited only by your desire.

Because so far, just for this month,

his bonus is twenty-two lacs.

Sir, this is the third deal that has got cancelled in the nick of time.

Except Ram Vilas, Mr. Grover, I,

and Mr. Singh, we've all lost a deal each.

And most importantly, all the three deals have gone to the same company.

I knew it. That's exactly what I was telling them.

- Someone has been leaking information. - What's the name of the company?

Property Lords.

- Oh, Property Lords. - Mr. Kukreja, find out who the mole is.

Whoever is leaking the information from our side,

he is dead meat for sure.

And the one taking all the information,

he will be dead meat too.

- Grover. Find out who the head of this company is. -Yes.

- Sure, sir. - Sir, I spoke to him two days ago.

It's someone called Shishir.

I did ask him as to why he was shoving his nose in our deals.

But he started in English saying, don't call me. I'll call the police.

I said I'm calling from Mr. Kukreja's office. Don't you know him?

- Then? - Then he again blabbered in English.

Tell Kukreja to fuck himself.

He cussed at you.

I know, you pimp. I know it's a cuss word.

Sorry, sir.

So when he said, tell Kukreja to Fuck himself, what did you say to him?

He just cut the call after saying that.

But you must've called him back again, right?

I'm sure you felt bad that he abused me.

Yes, I did call him again. But he didn't answer.

Didn't answer. Okay.

Had he answered your call,

what would you have said to him?

I would've given him an earful.

I would've said, listen you wild dog. I will...

He used some other cuss word in English for me, didn't he?

Tell Kukreja to fuck himself.

Won't you also swear back at him in English?

Which school did you go to?

- Sir, Colonel Academy. - I see.

Grover, isn't that an English medium school?

- Yes, sir. - Yes, it's an English medium school.

So, it's an English medium school. They're all agreeing to it.

So,

come on. Speak in English then.

You listen.

You dog. No respect.

Some manners? Or I will teach.

You dog. Who are you?

Are you saying Mr. Kukreja fuck himself? Mr. Kukreja Fuck yourself.

- Continue. Keep going. - You... You motherfucker.

- Yes, sir. - Get a car full of our men.

- We're going to Property Lords. Listen. - Okay, sir.

- Get three cars with our men. - Okay, sir. It'll be done.

- Go on. - You...

You auntfucker.

You auntfucker?

Sonu.

Your late father

must be hearing your English up there.

And he must be reminiscing,

how he broke his ass

to pay your English medium school fees.

He must be cursing himself.

He must be telling God.

O' God,

please allow me to go down there only for five minutes.

I need to clobber my son 500 times in five minutes.

On his face.

You asshole

Two days ago, a two-bit company's two-bit head

cussed at me,

Tilakraj Kukreja. And you pimp, you're telling me this today?

Do you have any idea how much he must have cussed at me in two days?

Come on.

My humiliation aside,

for your father's departed soul to be at peace,

slap it on your face.

Go on, do it.

That's one for me.

Now, for your father,

499 more.

Without any break.

Get started.

How does it feel?

What you would've earned in three months,

you earned in just ten days.

How do you feel earning in ten days what I earn in a year?

This was just a six, bro.

I'm aiming for a century now.

Then I'll be at par with Sachin's hundred centuries.

What can be at par with Sachin's hundred centuries?

You'll know.

My masterplan.

Mission Money.

What's mission money?

First, you tell me.

- What will you do with this money? - It's decided.

My financial adviser has drawn up a plan.

First of all, I need to get life insurance.

- My family is dependent on me. - Okay.

Then once I get the money, he has advised me to put it in an FD.

He has told me to increase my emergency funds.

That's it for now.

After three months, he will tell me more.

Why do you need a financial adviser?

It's your money. Do what you want.

Why do you need a coach then? You have the bat. Hit wherever you want.

You won't be able to, right?

Expert coaching is needed in some aspects of life.

Why are all the guys named Prashant so cute?

What happened to Prince?

That moron didn't know how to ride a scooter properly.

He was driving dad back home from a wedding.

And met with an accident.

Who else is there in your family?

My dad.

And your mom?

My dad killed her.

What?

That's what my uncle used to say.

He still does.

- Dagar. - Yes.

- Find out who is Shishir here. - Yes.

- Come out, mister. Just come out. - Who the hell are you?

Look at him quizzing me.

Tell me.

- Dagar. - Yes, sir.

- Give him a chair. - Have a seat, mister.

No, it's okay. I'm fine here. Tell me, what is it?

When we're talking to you so politely, what's with this attitude of yours?

Our boss is in a very good mood today.

That's why he is being nice to you.

Or by now, he would've first used his fists and kicks and then used words.

Understood? Now, go and sit.

Kavita, call security.

Tell me.

Oh, no. Why are you sitting there? You should be here.

Down here.

No. I'm fine here.

- Dagar. Make him sit here. - Yes, sir.

Let's wrap it up quickly.

So that everybody can go home on time.

Make themselves a few drinks,

have dinner and then go off to sleep.

- My uncle says so. - But is it true?

My mom had a stomach infection.

We used to get unclean water where we lived.

And to get her treated, my dad got her admitted

to a nearby clinic.

The doctor wasn't good. But he was cheap.

Things took a bad turn.

And mom died.

Now, my uncle says that his sister died because my father was poor.

And to be poor

is one's own fault.

What do you think?

Is a man responsible for his own poverty?

If yes,

then is my uncle right?

That my father killed my mother.

Is that why you want to be rich?

Bro, cuss at me any way you want but don't use the word, rich.

But didn't you say you wanted to earn a lot of money?

There's a difference, bro, between making money and being rich.

Making money is like smoking a cigarette.

Addictive.

But just like some smokers get cancer,

some well-to-do people become rich.

And let me tell you. Being rich is even worse than getting Cancer.

Have you ever been around rich people, Prince?

- Yes. I often meet such clients. - No, no.

Not meeting. I'm talking about living.

24 hours a day.

For eight years.

I have. My brother and I have.

My dad took us to him after our mom passed away.

My uncle said, Get out of this sewer-like house.

Come and live with me in Ameerpuri, Defence Colony.

My sister's children

will live in a good house.

They'll go to an elite school.

They'll grow up with rich kids.

You know what's the best way to seek revenge from a middle-class person?

Leave him to survive in a neighbourhood of rich people.

His soul will instantly die.

Everything there would make you feel

that you have a scarcity of everything.

And you would feel as if you are invisible.

And you are visible to no one.

And if someone can see you,

they don't take you as human.

They take you as a living creature who can work for you in exchange for money.

That was my uncle's revenge

for his sister's death.

To my dad.

And us.

First of all, you took away a few clients of mine.

That too you were being too smart about it.

That's wrong.

It won't happen after today.

Say that you have understood it.

Someone can gain business only when someone loses it.

That's the first rule of business.

Look, brother.

I will slap you at least a couple of times.

That's what I had decided before coming here if you agree with me nicely.

If you don't listen to me,

then it might go up to a thousand slaps.

They are just numbers.

And the numbers are infinite.

Come on. Say it. Do it.

Look, if I tell everyone that

I won't take away their business like you, then how would I run the business?

- What's your name? Jaiprakash Hawana. - Jaiprakash.

You need to shoot his family members.

Can you do it, Jaiprakash?

I shot the minister at your command.

How much money will you take?

As much as you like. Please just take care of the diet.

JP, you might go to jail as well.

I am more than happy to go there. A couple of my brothers are always there.

They are comfortable there. We will play Ludo nicely.

Do you get it now?

I don't even know him.

He is willing to kill your family members at my command.

The business will come and go. Fuck all this talk.

Save all this talk for a businessman.

I am a full-time goon.

I am a part-time businessman.

- Dagar, it looks like he understood it. - Yes, it seems so.

Come on.

Second of all,

the information is getting leaked from my office

and it's reaching you.

Tell me his name.

A salesperson got it.

I will ask him and let you know.

- Dagar, give him my phone number. - Yes. Okay.

Call me by tonight and let me know.

Come on.

You are ready to receive the remaining slaps, right?

- Dagar. - Yes.

Will you slap him?

Let it be. He will die if I slap him.

What do you mean? He will die if you slap him.

But he won't die if I slap him. What is that supposed to mean?

- Let's have a bet. - Okay.

- Let's place a bet of 500 rupees. - Okay. It will be fun now.

Move your head a little.

Let it be.

If he dies, who will call me?

We can slap him anytime we want.

By calling him to the office.

Come to the office when we call you.

Say that you got it.

I got it.

He got it.

Look at him. Let's go.

You got it? Well done.

Let's go.

No more cutting his deal from now on.

And the one who is leaking information from his company,

I need his name right now.

To tell you the truth,

you are getting scared for no reason, brother.

He is my uncle. I know him.

He scared you as he wanted to do that.

- He won't do anything more than that. - Listen.

I don't get scared so easily.

That man

was sitting half a foot away from me today. And what I felt...

Your uncle is pure evil.

He meant every fucking single word he said.

Just do what I am asking you to do now.

Give me the name of the contact.

- I have a solution. - Fuck your solution.

You have no fucking idea what took me to build this office.

I left my home. I left my family and everything else.

I could have taken your name but I didn't.

Now, give me the name of that contact.

I can't do that.

If I give you his name,

he would get to know about me as well. And that can't happen.

You didn't give away my name because

I am your hen who lays golden eggs.

You know that you won't get anything if you give me away.

But slowly

and gradually,

there are infinite golden eggs.

This is your commission for the 14 flats of the builder that we sold.

1 crore and 40 lac rupees.

Brother, listen to my solution now.

Just listen to my solution once.

- Yes, dad. I was going to the site to meet a client. -Where are you?

Come home now. Dr. Khanna called from the hospital.

He said that he needed to talk about the PET scan they ran last week.

Come soon.

So, the PET scans that were done last week,

they are not looking good.

The cancer cells have spread to the liver.

Are they spreading?

They should have reduced by now

as the chemotherapy has been going on for so long.

Yes, sure. That's always the aim.

But chemotherapy doesn't work the same way for everyone as expected.

Sir, so do we have to get another surgery down now?

The surgery is not possible for this, son.

But you just said that the cells are spreading to the liver.

We have to do something.

We can do a second line of chemotherapy.

But the probability is low.

I don't get it. The probability is low for what?

Take care of her.

Spend as much time with her as possible.

She has perhaps four to six months more.

Dad.

I will be back in two minutes.

You always used to say that you would call me

when you play the lead role in the play.

I will come this time.

I have decided that I will wear a T-shirt in which

it will written in bold, Hero's Mother.

Sir, do you know that I have decided my dream?

Wow. That's amazing. Will you tell me now?

I will become a hero when I grow up.

I will take my mom to the movie theatre to show her my film.

Keep this dream safe.

It won't be easy.

I want to rejoin the play again, Panditji.

Yes. Sure. Why not? You are welcome.

The actors have been finalized for all the roles.

You can join the backstage team.

Panditji.

Just one show.

One show.

The show which will take place first.

I want to play the main role in that.

What?

Just one show, Panditji.

Prashant, do you realise how stupid you are sounding right now?

No. You are not understanding, Panditji.

Panditji, if my mom can't see me

perform on the stage even for once,

then all this is worthless to me.

Mumbai. Films. Best actor in the world.

All these things won't mean anything

if my mom can't see me perform on stage even for once.

No. That's fine.

Panditji.

She doesn't have much time.

Let me do the show which will take place first.

Should I ask the actor to give his role to someone else

who has been practising it for so long?

That's not fair.

Well, do this. If you feel so,

then try talking to Samarth once.

It's fine if he agrees to it.

I can't do anything personally.

Panditji.

I still can't believe

how much money could there be

in the envelope

which could buy the conscience of a pure man.

- Yes, uncle. -Jimmy, where are you? Why weren't you answering the call?

I have come to the washroom thrice in half an hour to talk to you.

- What happened? - What would happen?

Your uncle is holding everyone captive in the office.

Till your boss sends the name of the person who leaked the information.

You spoke to your boss, right?

Bro, I am really scared

right now.

Everything is okay, uncle.

Have fun. Uncle will get the name.

Along with the screenshot that you sent.

This chapter will close right here.

Grover.

Yes.

- Listen. - Yes, sir.

- Shree. - Yes.

Go home, all of you.

- Dagar. - Yes.

Make RV lie down on the road and start the car.

He will be tied next to the car.

Go.

Don't kill him.

You need to drive the car over his legs.

You need to smash his knees.

That's fine. We will smash them.

It's our job

to break bones.

Dagar, what are you saying? Sir, I didn't do anything.

Dagar, leave me. Let go of me, Dagar.

- Dagar, leave me. Sir, I didn't do anything. -Come.

- Sir. - Come.

Let go of me, Dagar.

What are you doing? Mr. Kukreja, I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything. I swear.

Sir. Mr. Grover.

Sir, let me go.

Sir, I have kids at home.

Dagar, leave me.

Samarth.

Can we talk, bro?

Do you want to talk to me?

Yes, bro.

Just two minutes, please.

I will see you, babe.

- Yes. - Jimmy, Kukreja came with his goons.

He beat up uncle badly. He got his legs broken.

He found out that uncle was giving you information.

He is going to your place now.

Bro, that doesn't make any sense.

If you want her to see you perform,

you can play any part.

You're asking for a lead role. What does it have to do anything with your mother?

It has everything to do with my mother.

I want her to see my best when she sees me on stage.

How does it impact people

when her son performs on the stage?

And that he can play the lead role.

That I can do it.

The lead role.

Who is it?

- Who is it? - Dad.

- Uncle is coming. - Why?

Let's leave right now.

Why should I leave? It's my home.

Oh, so, that which happens with every thief is happening with you.

The fraud gets caught and the thief has to escape.

And his family along with him.

No. I won't escape.

Dad, after mom passed away,

uncle called us to the defence colony to him.

Then he gave the entire top floor to us.

And made you a partner in his firm.

He got my brother and me admitted to a nice school on Barakhamba Road.

And he took everything back after a year.

So,

you must have realised

that uncle is not doing all this for our betterment.

He is doing all this to insult you.

- So? - So, when you realized it after a year,

why were we still there in the rich colony for eight years?

I need an answer.

I am sorry, bro.

I understand.

I can't let go of it so easily.

My parents are also coming to watch the play, right?

But maybe it will be the last time for my mom.

You know that you didn't earn this part.

Your dad bought it for you.

What did you say?

Tell me, fucker.

Say it again.

I found out that you were an AD in the set of Imtiaz Ali.

You didn't leave. You were asked to leave instead.

Because you were disgusting in acting.

Then comes the one who is half as talented as him.

He humiliates the talented one badly.

And asks him to clear his path as he is going to receive the trophy.

The talented one moves aside. He goes ahead and takes the trophy.

The talented one stands at the back.

He doesn't say anything or fight back.

It's not your fault, bro.

You are from this world.

And this world is fucking mean.

I didn't know how to become rich.

I thought that maybe both of you

will learn something in the company of rich people and become successful.

It's fine then.

We stayed with rich people.

We learn how to loot.

And how to be fraudulent.

People are worth nothing.

Yet, they fucking show off.

And I am becoming successful now.

So, what's the problem?

Dad, we stayed there for you.

We learn it because of you.

I don't understand what your problem is.

Yes.

That was my mistake.

That place was not right. So, we came back.

So, we came back.

So, it's fine.

So, it's done.

Forget those eight years now.

So, should I forget those eight years?

Dad.

I was 14 years old and my brother was nine.

We washed dishes at our friend's place

on his birthday.

His mom made us wash them.

Because she could see us two as son of beggers.

among those rich people.

And we washed them by taking 50 rupees for it.

Because we had to go to the mall with the same kids

the next day.

To have a burger.

So, you tell me.

Why shouldn't I earn money?

And why shouldn't I exact revenge on these rich people?

And my motherfucker uncle because of whom all this started.

And why should my dad be upset with me?

A father and his children's lives were ruined because of a man.

Would the father be happy

if one of his sons becomes like that man?

Your uncle will talk nonsense and I will have to listen to it.

I know

that you have done something wrong.

If you were right,

I wouldn't have listened to your uncle even if he came with 50 goons.

Son, a father feels most proud

because of his child.

And he loses that

because of his child as well.

Manan, you have forgotten the blocking. You will be behind Samarth.

So, he didn't agree, right?

What will you do now?

I waited all my life.

That a miracle will happen to me too.

But nothing good happened.

I kept banging on the door

but destiny kept denying me.

And the magic happened

when I became a magician myself.

I waited all my life. That a miracle will happen to me too.

But nothing good happened.

I kept banging the door but destiny kept denying me.

And the magic happened when I became a magician myself.

Sir, you know what? I have decided on my dream.

That's nice. Will you tell me about it?

Sir, I want to be a hero when I grow up.

I will take my mom to watch a film at the movie theatre.

Very good.

Protect your dream.

It won't be easy.

Be a hero in a film but be the hero...

Like our poem.

- That poem? Okay. - Be like that.

You want to be a hero, Prashant.

You always keep one shoelace open, don't you?

I will keep it untied too. Okay?

This untied shoelace. Just for you.

Don't tie it no matter who tells you to tie it up.

Okay? If you feel like it, then do it. If you're keen on it. Okay?

But this untied shoelace is a reminder to you.

No matter what you do, it's all only up to you.

See?

Like this is my reminder.

- Different socks. - Yes. Haven't you seen it before?

That was the last time I saw Sumit sir.

A new teacher came for the next music class.

Some kids said Sumit sir was taken away by the cops.

A video of him getting a child

- Get up. - undressed in class went online.

Take off your belt and give it to me.

Take it off. Take off your belt.

But I know why Sumit sir was fired.

Sumit sir was fired because the school authorities

and the families were scared he would teach us to fight for our dreams.

It was so easy to say that.

Why do humans get scared?

Why does he keep thinking about fear

and die before he actually dies?

Uncle. Let's go out and talk.

Who's going to speak?

Who will speak?

Will you speak?

Will you speak?

Who are you?

You fucktard.

Who are you anyway, vermin?

Guys like you come to my house and wipe

the poop of my 2-year-old grandson.

Are you going to speak?

- Dagar. - Yes.

Get his father to sit there!

If you touch him,

I will tear your arm off with my foot planted on your chest.

Send him peacefully then.

Jimmy.

Wait.

- Dagar. - Yes?

Grab his hair and make him sit down.

Stop! What are you doing? Stop! Stop!

Whoa. What are you doing? What is this? Let go.

Hey. Stop.

- Dagar. Sit. - Yes.

- We had a bet for 500 each at the office, right? -Yes.

- Who slaps harder? - Yes.

Come on, let's complete that bet.

The one who slaps him and knocks him out

will win the bet. Go on, Dagar.

Your chance first.

Uncle, anyone who touches him first, I swear.

I will chop their hands off, fucker!

- Jayprakash. - Yes?

Hit him whenever he speaks up. Go on.

Stop it.

Lower your hands.

Lower your hands!

- Dagar. - Yes.

Will you do something or should I do a walkover?

Oh man. Grab his hands from the back.

Dagar, you said he would die if you slapped him once.

So, Mehta?

Did anything happen when he slapped you?

Nothing happened, right?

- Dagar. - Yes. You're not eating well.

Listen. My palm will imprint on his face

once I slap him. Okay then.

- Next time. -He won't survive my slap the next time.

Don't do it, uncle.

Motherfucking uncle! Don't do this.

You said he'd die if he was slapped once.

He's still standing.

Mehta.

I have been humiliating you for so many years.

But it's never fucking enough.

I always feel I've not done enough.

My sister loved you so much.

She gave you kids.

Fucker! What did you give her?

Sickness? Of paupers?

You killed her in a pauper's hospital.

- Dagar. - Yes.

Hit him again!

Game over.

Okay. Check once.

The man is nearly dead.

Prashant.

Prashant, actually, I was about to call you.

Actually, I didn't know if you

wanted to act full-time.

Is that so?

- So then? -So then it would be difficult, Prashant.

If both of us were acting full-time, it would create financial problems.

I agree with that.

Listen to me, Prashant. I am thinking only practically.

And you wish to go to Mumbai, right?

I don't want to go there.

I feel scared. I get lost in a tiny theatre out here.

Out there in Mumbai amidst thousands of actors.

You think about it too.

About going to Mumbai.

I just want to give you some advice as a friend.

Jugli jugli jhul jhula.

Jugli jugli jus.

Jugli jugli jhul jhula. Jugli jugli jus.

Good night, friend.

Now, you can go and think.

If I wasn't afraid of imaginary ghosts

all my life,

God, would I have lived a life of fulfilment?

God, would I have died in peace?

So, pup. Did you enjoy that?

I really had a good time.

Now, you cut this deal.

Or cut another deal. I won't say a word.

But if I find out,

then I will come back

to your father to settle the score.

Hello!

Go out.

Get out!

Your dad told me what the doctor said.

It's not worth living a life

which is so miserable. Right?

I have a play after a few days.

It's a lead role.

And you must come.

I'll have to return my commission?

They asked for 2 crores as bribes or they will send a legal notice.

Listen, we sold 14 flats.

We got 1 crore 40 lacs as my commission and 70 lacs as your commission.

That makes 2 crores 10 lacs. You can keep 10 lacs that's extra.

How do I know if they asked for 2 crores as a bribe?

It's possible they asked only for 60.

You may be keeping your entire commission.

Darn you.

I am not a beggar like you.

Fucker, both the deals you got are conflict-ridden.

Give back your money without any fuss.

Or I will tell them that one of my employees

as in you, was in cahoots with the builder.

You got the plans too, right?

So, you will go to prison. Then the court will get 2 crores from you.

Okay. I will give it back.

Do you think anyone from here

has told the department which builder's flats we are selling?

Who would tell from here?

Everyone was getting commissions out of it.

Yes! That fucking uncle of yours can tell.

But who told uncle this kind of deal is going on in the company?

Listen, you have to be a normal salesman

and employee and stay on here. Stay if you can do that.

Otherwise, I will start finding your replacement.

Son, the child is the greatest pride of a father.

His child also disgraces the father most.

Game over.

Everyone says the deal with the builder is off.

You get to keep the commission you earned.

To hell with the commission.

The construction will halt mid-way. The clients won't get their homes.

Did you know this?

Yes, I knew this.

Then why did you lie to me saying this is a clean deal?

Because I would have benefited this time.

Fucker, you lied for your own benefit.

- Get it? - My benefit?

- 6 lacs. Yes. -After ruining the homes of 3 families,

6 lacs.

Do you think that I will take that money home?

I will return it to my clients.

You will have to return your commission too.

My commission?

You know those government pimps came along earlier.

They have devoured my commission as a bribe and Shishir is involved.

The commission is gone.

So, you will get my client's money from the builder?

Brother, nobody will get anything now.

Don't loom over me now.

You know I used to wonder

what the insurance broker

who sold the wrong insurance plan to my parents must feel.

I bet he felt bad thinking about it.

I bet it hassled him.

It seems to me having seen you it doesn't

matter to him having ruined so many lives.

Ruining their lives?

Who is doing well in life anyway?

I am despicable and my life is ruined.

You are a good, decent boy and your life is ruined.

Uncle Grover is the worst of all. His knees were crushed to pieces.

Your parents, my parents. Everyone is doomed, brother.

Do you know who is having a blast in life?

That builder.

The government pimps.

Motherfucking uncle, Shishir, the rascal and the guys on top are doing well.

You and I may do our best to become pimps.

We will never get over their power.

Once one is born poor, a rabbit can eat all the meat it wants

but it won't transform into a bear.

I am not a rabbit. I don't want to be a bear.

It's not up to you and me, brother.

But we are amongst that lot.

We have willpower.

Do you know what you think?

That you have only two choices.

Be a rabbit or a bear.

But there is no choice between these two.

Eat or be eaten, win or lose.

What choice does one have then?

There's one choice.

Which is yours no matter where you are born.

No matter where you are.

Be it, a millionaire or a beggar.

Are you winning or keep losing?

The choice is in being or not being a hero.

A hero who is a pauper who keeps losing?

What kind of hero is that, buddy?

What kind of hero is that?

Brother, tell me. Who is the hero today?

I don't know martial arts.

I don't know how to speak like a spiel master.

But I can't watch bad things being done.

If I know the truth, I can't lie.

Who is he?

He's the hero.

I am not scared.

The world may ridicule me.

It may be angry with me and not speak to me.

I am not scared of dying either.

Who the heck survives this life anyway?

Who is he?

He's the hero.

I fear the fact

that fear and exhaustion

and the idea of doing the easy thing and taking it easy

or getting misled by self-pity

and getting jealous of someone's success

could make me give up on my dreams.

Who is he?

He is the hero.

I swear I will not shed tears over my fate for a single moment.

I will not lose a moment in sighing over what-ifs.

I will daily yank away forcibly from fate that which is mine.

But how will I ever sleep, dear God, if I take another's right?

I do adore living the life of a poet.

But I have also learnt that

the one who fights will shoot a cannonball into my chest.

I don't want to be rich.

I don't want to be a king.

I don't want to be famous.

These hollow and narrow social norms

are far away from me.

I don't wish to be called the hero.

He's the one.

He's the hero.

Buddy, I can't be this kind of hero.

Because I want to be a king, brother.

I want to be wealthy.

From this point

to the point when you become a king,

if you live like a hero,

then it's quite okay if you become the king, brother.

What is wrong is doing anything possible to be the king.

How can you speak like an absolute fucktard, man?

I will do something

that you can be proud of.

Varun, what is it? We are waiting for you.

A gunshot will be heard at this point. Let's hear it.

Yes, this is it. Mr. Prashant.

All the lights are turned off at this point

and a single light will glow. This baby here via the FOH.

Okay. Yes, okay. Let's begin.

Panditji, can we take five, like?

How about a small break?

Yes, yes, of course. We'll all take a break after this run-through.

Everyone will get a 10-minute break.

No, I just need it right now. I need a cigarette. So...

I just need to centre myself, so...

I'll see you in five. Just...

Let's go then. All of you can also take a 10-minute break.

Let's go.

He's turned the theatre into his home.

Panditji is also behaving this way for the very first time.

He's as deferential as he would-be to a would be son-in-law.

It's too warm.

Brother.

Hello, brother.

Which movie is going on in your head?

Tell me about that too.

You didn't come back to handle backstage stuff.

I was thinking of telling you about it.

You will find it strange to hear about it.

Brother, I am doing backstage to learn Samarth's cues and marks.

Okay.

- Then what? - Then

on the day of the performance,

I will get him kidnapped.

I see.

- Then what? - We will lock him up for some time.

The performance will take place.

Samarth won't be around.

I will replace him.

Mom will watch the performance.

Then we will release him.

I see.

Who will release him?

You and who?

Brother.

I need someone else.

I can't do this alone.

So...

- Can you... - Oh whoa, buddy.

Are we goons or something?

We will kidnap someone.

We will hold him captive. We will release him then.

Where did all this illegal stuff come from, brother?

Chauhan.

I want my mother to see me on the stage

performing this role.

Do you have any other plans?

You can tell me.

Okay, let's say we kidnap him.

Mother will watch your performance. Then what?

If it is revealed that you got it done and it will happen,

your acting career will end.

Then you can run the Tihar Theatre Society in prison.

Prashant, we promised Sumit sir that

we may not become heroes of any other kind but we would be his kind of a hero.

What has happened now?

I searched for a job too, brother.

Where I could earn an honest living

without lying to anyone.

That too in a financial advisory

where the world is stealing from everyone in the world.

Be patient.

You'll figure a way out too.

Can I say something, Chauhan?

If I have to kidnap him

just to reclaim my rights,

it would be legally wrong.

But it would not be wrong

as per the definition of Sumit sir's hero.

- Can you get me one as well? - Yeah. Wait.

Sir, that's why I feel we should have review meetings twice a day.

Once when we come in before noon.

And once at 7 pm right before we go.

That will lead to an increase in the team's productivity...

Brother.

I wanted to tell you something.

Do you want to earn 20 crores?

Do you have any problem, buddy?

Up there. Any mental issues?

I told you. No more of your schemes.

Sir, let's go upstairs.

Let's go.

Where's my phone?

I kept it right here. Check where my phone is.

Listen to me and I will return it to you.

You punk. You are such an illegal miscreant.

It seems to me even if I listen to you, I will go to prison for seven years.

Or some goon will come and shoot me.

- Brother, I've given up illegal things. - Be quiet. Give me my phone.

I have given up on illegal things, brother.

I swear on my mother.

What I am going to tell you is called insider information.

Brother, it's the kind of information that hasn't come out

in the market. But if we capitalize on it in time,

then did I mention 20 crores? I mentioned too little.

Brother, 40 crores, 60 crores, 90 crores.

It seems from the look on your face you've understood.

Even if I give back the phone, you will not leave before you hear me out.

Okay, let's talk in private.

Brother, a government depot is coming up in sector 110 of Gurgaon.

This depot will be connected

to the old railway line with a newly constructed railway line.

But this news isn't official yet.

As soon as it is official,

the government will start acquiring all the land

near the new railway line.

The land price is 10 to 30 lacs per acre.

But the government

will be paying 9 crores per acre.

So, anyone who has this land... As in if we have this land,

our profit from it

will be 8 crores plus per acre.

But can you vouch for the information?

There's a tiny problem.

A tiny one.

The source is solid but isn't confirmed.

The Home Minister's nephew is my coke buddy.

He purchased 20 acres out here personally.

But if this solid source has to be confirmed,

there is one man who can do it.

Uncle.

I will throw you out of the window now, not just my office.

Don't tell me about anything with the vaguest connection to your uncle.

Okay? Don't even fucking think in my vicinity, okay?

I have my lighter and my phone.

This conversation ends here.

Do you have your wallet?

It was in my bag. Did you swipe it from my bag?

Brother, I'm kidding. Relax.

Try to understand what I am saying.

Brother.

Uncle has issues when we take something from him.

We are giving him something here.

Information that he can make use of.

But before investing, uncle will confirm.

He has contacts at the CM office.

When he gets confirmation from there, he will invest in it.

If he invests,

then we will know

that the information is confirmed.

Who will tell him though?

- Will you tell him? - No, I won't tell him.

But there is someone in our office.

He will tell uncle for sure if he finds out.

What?

- Uncle. We took care of it, right? - Yes.

What happened then?

How did uncle know?

I got hold of the recording

from the CCTV camera

from the building across uncle's office.

A man came over.

Then your uncle

came directly to thrash me.

And then

he went to your dad.

Brother Jimmy.

Your uncle thrashed me to near death.

He smashed both my knees.

But now, we will not tell Nikhil we know.

That's the only way he will tell uncle about this.

Why the fuck is he doing this?

Because all the pimps

hate my guts.

I work hard and move ahead.

They drag me back by defaming me. But they were riding roughshod over me.

They will pay for it now.

Nikhil!

Rajkumar has shared some very important information.

I was just telling him we should also have Nikhil in on it. Right?

He can make some profit from it too if he chooses to use it.

I mean, after all, he is my most beloved,

most committed and sincere salesman, right?

So, Rajkumar, go ahead.

Listen.

Get me a cup of tea. I've got a headache. We'll start then.

What?

Go and fetch it yourself.

- What? - Just go and get it yourself, okay?

Two bosses are discussing crores here.

Employee.

Will the boss go and fetch tea?

When did you become the boss?

You're just a bloody scammer, okay?

Sir, will you convince him? Or should I convince him my way?

It's nothing. Just go and get it.

Listen.

Stand behind me and give me a head rub. Then I'll begin.

Sir, he has to be out of his mind.

Do it.

I am sorry, sir. I can't do this.

Can't do this?

Nothing is impossible, Nikhil.

Just believe in yourself.

You can do it.

With all due respect, sir.

We are professionals. I won't do this.

Why not? Why?

Does it hurt your self-respect?

When my dad was...

Come on. Give me a head rub.

I'll give you a tip worth crores in return.

Come along.

It's okay. Do it.

You've pressed my feet tons of times.

Not on the ear. At the back.

So, the tip...

A new depot is coming up in sector 110 in Gurgaon.

This depot...

Will be connected to the old railway line with a new railway line.

Before this information goes public, Jimmy and Shishir want to buy this land.

Later, they will sell it back to the government.

Is that so?

So, the pauper's kids will become investors now.

Anyway, forget about all that.

Just focus on

- doing whatever I told you. - Yes, sir.

I will pass on all the details of the locked deals to you.

Exactly what they did to you,

we do to them, sir.

Give them a taste of their own medicine.

Do you hear that, Sonu?

That's what English medium is all about.

Okay. Keep it up.

- Talk to you soon. - Okay, sir. Good night.

- Singh. - Yes.

Just find out from Chandigarh

if this information is worth anything or not.

Okay, sir.

I have to go to Chandigarh to give sweets to J P.

I can find out about this too.

Okay.

- Let's do it from the top. - Yes.

- Can you cue me at least? - Cue.

- Look at this once. - What the fuck is he doing?

You look. You're the one giving the cues.

Panditji has called you into his room.

- Why? What is it? - Give the cue.

I don't know. He just told me to send you in.

You went in yourself to meet Panditji, right?

If I wasn't afraid...

- Just go and meet him once. - Of imaginary ghosts

- We will talk later. Go on. - Oh God.

Would I have lived... What?

Please come, Prashant. Please sit down.

I called you to tell you that

Samarth didn't get selected

because of that envelope.

I wanted to tell you about this.

Yes, his father paid me.

But as a sponsor. It's not a bribe.

But your illegal idea that it would be okay to abduct him

since he got this role by paying a bribe, then you are mistaken.

Right?

Panditji.

You can call it anything you want to console yourself.

Sponsorship or bribery.

The truth was revealed to me the very day

you selected Samarth even after the audition.

No! Samarth wasn't selected.

He was selected because you weren't selected.

Let me explain.

See. I wrote this play about 25 years ago.

Do you know I have two endings for it?

25 years ago, when this drama was written, the last scene

featured the main character, soldier Ravi,

going after his comrades to save them.

Although death is certain.

He has a monologue at that point.

A person who has that conversation with himself is one who

has conquered his fear.

But in the past

for the longest time, I didn't find any actor

who would bring those dialogues to life.

They are filled with the deepest emotions. So, for the past 25 years,

I have held back the original ending.

For 25 years, soldier Ravi

has been portrayed as a deserter and a coward.

Actually, I didn't want that.

Then you came along to Satyanveshi.

I saw the soldier Ravi in you.

The truth of his life was the conquest over fear.

For some reason, it was there in you.

I made up my mind

the original ending of the play would fit with you.

I took on the play again.

But the other side of that indefatigable spirit

was you would keep battling with your duties towards your mother.

You would be true to that too.

You would struggle in the wish to perform it

with your job, your boss, money, the play, Panditji, all of it.

The thought of that scared me.

I have changed the ending but the one I changed it for

may not have the time to do it.

That's why

the decision was only

about not casting you.

I know

that Samarth is way inferior to you in terms of craft.

But he is second in line.

Since you're out, that ending is out.

Soldier Ravi was a coward and a deserter again.

- I would live in peace. - Sorry, brother.

I had to tell him.

I couldn't let you go to prison.

But, Panditji,

if you chose Samarth only because of his craft,

then why are you putting up

with his behaviour?

It's not so easy to run a theatre.

A play's success depends on the number of shows it runs.

If his father

is willing to sponsor the next 50 shows of this play,

then how does it matter as long as my play isn't harmed?

- Panditji. - Yes.

I hope

Samarth won't be the reason

for you to make compromises

as a writer and director.

And if you're compelled to,

I'll feel very bad.

No sponsorship is above my play.

I won't let that happen.

Chauhan.

Panditji changed the ending of the play

when I came in.

But now, once again,

he has changed it to the old one.

After Samarth came back.

Read the line again. It says he lived with fulfilment.

Do you know why?

That surely is mysterious. Nobody knows the reason I'm sure.

Perhaps, even Samarth doesn't know.

But what if

he knew?

- What about it? - What would happen?

What will happen?

Whatever happens

will be entertaining.

Who is your uncle's inside man at the CM's office?

Brother, the CM's office approves several orders on a day-to-day basis.

Once the CM approves it, it goes to his PA.

Then the PA takes these orders to JP.

JP, the Junior Programmer.

Think of him as a computer operator.

This JP makes digital copies of all the orders.

And then forwards it to the respective departments.

But this JP

has very strong connections with real estate people.

You know why? Because this JP, in exchange for money,

clicks photos of these orders and sells them to the real estate guys.

However,

this very same connection is what the real estate guys have

with the CM's PA as well.

Brother, a CM's PA is a treasure house of insider information.

Information which is yet to reach the market.

The PA is my uncle's inside man at the CM's office.

Mr. Kukreja has sent sweets for you.

- I'll come over in the evening. - Listen, Manish.

I wanted to know something.

Is some new government depot coming up in Gurgaon?

I hear new railway tracks will be laid for it.

Nothing that I know of till now.

Not sure if it may be in the future.

- Who told you anyway? - The news has come via some people.

CM to HM and from the HM to his relative.

Well, can't ask the CM about it for sure.

What about his PA?

Do something. See if you can get him talking.

- I'll try. - Mr. Kukreja, this JP knows nothing.

I've told him to find out whatever he can.

Look, Singh. It's a rumour.

Let it stay as a rumour.

Let's not break our heads over what that scrounger Jimmy says.

- Did you give him the sweets? - I'll give it when he meets me later.

This is four kilos of milk cake.

Eight milk cakes of 500 gms each.

I spoke to the PA.

I see. What did he say?

I asked him casually.

If a new depot was going to come up in Gurgaon.

At first, he looked shocked.

Then he said,

get some offering and we'll talk.

It means something is certainly on the cards.

- How much offering is he expecting? - Fifteen at least.

- How much does he want? - The JP says, twenty for sure.

Say yes.

But tell him that

we need all the information.

Drawn out on a map.

The location of the depot, the position of the tracks,

- everything. - Okay.

Why did you say twenty?

Fifteen for the PA.

Two and a half for you.

Two and a half for me.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

I'll get all the details.

It was so easy to say.

Why does man fear at all?

Drowning in fearful thoughts,

why does he die even before his death?

Please bear in mind that acting and technicalities must go hand in hand.

Your spotlight is on the centre stage.

But you're moving away from your mark into darkness.

What's the use? Nobody will be able to see you.

Sorry. Sorry, sir.

Why not take a break now?

I'll just quickly take a break, okay. Bye.

You crib so much, honestly.

Not being able to clear any auditions doesn't mean acting is the only option.

There is so much more you can do in theatre.

There's set design. There's costume design.

And you're a girl. Costume design will be perfect for you, you know.

What?

- Nothing. - Samarth.

Do you have two minutes?

I'm here to make a request.

Not again, man.

You're back again, you beggar.

Please let me have the role. I want to show it to my mom. I won't. All right?

Go and first fix your shitty acting skills.

I need to talk to you about the play.

I think that our play is getting compromised because of you.

Me?

Go on.

You might get offended if I say it in front of everybody.

Listen, man. Say what you have to or just leave. Don't annoy me. Got it?

Bro.

Don't you think people have been giving you

weird looks for the past few days?

No.

Nevermind.

Now, when I tell you what I'm here to tell you,

perhaps, you will get thinking.

So, bro, when I was doing the lead role,

the character was a soldier, a brave soldier.

Who fought for his fellow soldiers.

Ever since you came,

the same soldier has become a coward and fugitive.

Why?

It's a creative decision. Panditji must have thought it was a better ending.

Panditji must have thought so? Really?

All of a sudden? Ever since you got selected?

That too about changing an ending that he rewrote again after 25 years?

The original ending of the play.

Look, I don't understand any of this.

Just tell me what's the request.

Samarth, everybody knows.

Be it any role, Panditji always

gives it to an actor

who resembles that character or is somewhat close to it.

When I was playing Soldier Ravi,

that soldier was a brave soldier then.

But when Panditji had to select you,

he changed the same brave soldier into a coward and fugitive.

It means he must have surely seen some traits in you

that made him feel you could play the role of a coward and fugitive well.

Everybody here is aware of it.

Your friends too.

They just don't say it.

So, bro, I'm here to request you

to please go and speak to Panditji.

Convince him.

That you too can play the role of a brave soldier very well.

You are the reason he changed such a good ending to the play.

I feel very bad about it.

And so should you.

What an asshole.

Do any of you feel that he has been mentally imbalanced for a few days?

You're right.

Bro, I think you should talk to Panditji once.

Whatever the reason but

the previous ending was certainly better. No doubt.

I disagree with you.

This ending is definitely better.

And who says that the hero should always be valiant?

That is so cliched.

This one is so much closer to the truth.

What do you think, Anjali?

Yeah,

right.

Of course.

Twenty lacs for this fucking drawing on paper?

Mr. Kukreja, the official order is not yet ready.

But we still have this information.

If he clicks a photo of the order for us

and that photo gets leaked out,

then the PA will be in deep shit.

Don't you see that Jimmy also gave us the same information?

So, the PA hasn't just scribbled some gibberish.

Now that the sweets are so much in demand,

buyers certainly must be lining up outside the shop.

Let's check out the shop.

I'll get you the land for sure, sir. Tell me, how much do you wish to buy?

Around 20 acres for a farmhouse, that's all.

But here's what I'm curious about.

Will it even be profitable for me?

I mean, do you even have any buyers for land in this place?

Sir, let me be honest with you.

Earlier, there weren't many.

But over the past two weeks, buyers have been showing a lot of interest.

And we're flooded with enquiries for land from here up to Sector 110.

Something big is going to happen.

People have already started buying. The rates will go up drastically now.

Singh, look for a land

and get it registered at the earliest.

I just received a text message.

The rate has gone up from 10 to 30 lacs in the nearby village

in such a short time.

Try to bargain as much as you can.

But keep buying.

Once we get the nine crores, we'll recover it all.

Jimmy, my boy.

You've got your uncle a jackpot.

I have confirm news from three dealers.

Uncle is on a buying spree.

Brother.

Pour in your money.

No.

Nope.

I think that it's too late for us now.

A lot of land must have already been sold

and the rates must have skyrocketed.

Surely a lot of land must have been sold.

But not the 14-km stretch that we want.

Only cheaper land has been sold as of now.

Brother, say you buy it for 50 lacs or even one crore rupees an acre,

the government will give 9 crores an acre.

Even then you will profit by eight crores.

How many acres are you buying?

Brother, where do I have the money to invest?

Whatever I earned

got spent on the bribe.

I was thinking, what if I could get

10 percent of your profit?

Ten percent.

- Five. Five percent. - Can we make it 7.5, brother?

How about I make it 3.5?

Five it is.

It's a deal then.

It's a deal.

Buddy, give me one cigarette.

Money?

Mister, money.

- Money? - For the cigarette.

How much?

I have

30 crore rupees lying around.

30 crores? Oh, my God.

And I can't even move my fingers now.

Soldier, soldier!

Pick up your gun and go to your fellow soldier.

Soldier.

Many of my fellow soldiers got killed today.

And many more will be killed.

But before they die,

their dead dreams will appear before them.

No, no. Stop right there.

Samarth, why are you saying lines from the old script?

Your line is,

calling out to the Almighty was so easy...

Try to recall it. Come on.

Panditji, well,

I was thinking let's try it out once.

- Try what? - This old ending. Let's try it once.

- Why? - It's a better ending. I can justify it

because in real life too, this is how I am.

- Bold and fearless. So... - No, Samarth. Stick to the script.

All right? Do you remember your lines? If not, take some time. No issues.

Panditji, I know my lines.

But I was just thinking that in this ending, the character I play

will go after his fellow soldiers

and fight with them. I think that's the right ending for this play.

No, no, listen. I will decide what's right and what's wrong.

Let's not argue about it and let's start the rehearsal.

As per the new script.

Come on.

- No. - What no?

Look, Panditji. I'm not some petty and needy actor.

- What do you mean? - I'm not obliged to obey you.

What are you trying to imply?

Well, you also need to accept certain demands of the actor.

Look here. Take all the time you want today.

Tomorrow, just let me know if you want to do this play or not. Okay?

What did you just say?

Do I want to do it or not?

- What the hell is wrong with you? - You tell me.

- What? - Do you want to do this play or not?

- What do you mean? - I am sponsoring all your shows.

And the only reason I'm here rehearsing in this two-bit theatre is

to save this play from getting screwed up by some asshole director.

- Easy, dude. Easy. - Get out I say.

- What misbehaviour is this? Get out. - Shut up.

How dare you!

Where are you going? What's happening?

What are you doing?

What is he up to?

What's going on here?

Hey.

This decision of yours

on the appropriate ending for the play,

why is it different for him and me?

When he plays Soldier Ravi, he fights.

But when I play the same role, I'm a coward and a fugitive.

- Why? - Fighting is the truth of his life.

And what about mine? Isn't it mine too?

You really think he isn't a coward?

Let me show you the truth about who is a fighter and who is a coward.

Samarth, come down immediately.

No, hold on. Let me show you.

The end that you have written for him,

I'm the one who deserves it.

More than him.

Samarth, bravery doesn't mean just hitting someone.

Bravery is much more than that. Come down right away.

Panditji.

Bravery doesn't mean only hitting someone.

But one who doesn't hit back at the right time,

he too isn't brave.

One's fight for one's dreams

is not just from here.

Leave me. Let me go. What are you doing? Leave me.

Not just from here either.

Fucking asshole actor.

It's from here too.

No, no. Prashant, don't.

Stop it. That's enough.

Prashant, that's enough.

Stop. Stop it, Prashant.

That's enough now.

Enough, Prashant. Enough.

You are dealing with the devil. No sugar, pure evil.

He is getting you your bill. Your future is downhill.

He will cook you in his kiln. Need no money.

No fame, just some legendary shit.

That's the name of the game.

So, you better sleep now. You better sleep now. You'll wake up anyhow. Coz'

when he'll come to you,

he will leave you sleepless. That is true! That is true!

- Wow! - Superb! Colonel Academy, man!

- Great! That was superb! - Well, Sonu.

How long did you take to learn this poem?

Mr. Kukreja, this isn't a poem.

This is rap. You told me the other day, didn't you?

That my father must be cursing me in heaven.

I felt really bad. So, I started practising ever since.

I've also prepared a fast English rap by Eminem.

What about work? Or is this all you're doing these days?

Of course, sir. I am always at your service.

That's good. Come, Singh.

I spoke to the JP just now.

He said that when he meets the PA today, he will find out about the order.

Tell that fucker

that Mr. Kukreja has already borrowed 40 crore rupees from the market.

And you know the interest I'm incurring?

Yes, sir. I'll follow up with him.

How about the fast English rap now, sir?

Excuse me. I'm still practising it.

It's not some regular Bollywood song. It's English rap.

Hello.

What's up, uncle?

- What do you want, you roach? - What are you doing?

You must be waiting, right?

For the government to give you billions for your crores worth of land.

And then you will shut shop and move to Australia to your elder son.

Am I right?

How much have you and your boss invested?

Even you had the information, after all.

Right, scrounger?

You both together must have bought at least one acre for sure.

You want to buy 100 acres of land?

My boy, even filthy, disgusting and god-forsaken land

which is strewn by pig shit will cost you at least ten crores.

I know, uncle.

I'm going to borrow from a financier.

If this master plan of mine works out,

then the same 10 crores will yield us a return of 25-30 crores.

But what if your master plan doesn't work out?

Then, my dear, we can bid goodbye to India

and go and get settled in Africa.

Africa would be fine, right?

Uncle.

Firstly, you better speak to me respectfully.

Who knows when you might need me.

It was your father who needed you.

When he was getting beaten black and blue.

You didn't go to his rescue then.

Well, uncle, I was thinking that

I haven't avenged his slap yet.

So, where do you want to meet?

Your office or my place to get slapped?

Listen up, you filthy, lowly, fucking cockroach...

You listen up, bastard.

The 150 acres of land that you have bought, 100 acres of that is mine.

So, 30 out of your 40 crores is with me.

And the depot you've been waiting for,

it isn't coming up in Sector 110.

That depot is going to come up in your ass.

Okay, fine. Tell me what's your master plan.

Here's my master plan.

I'll buy land worth ten crores

and sell it to my uncle for thirty crores.

But, Jimmy, why will your uncle buy 30 crores worth of land from you?

Because

the value of that land is going to increase.

And for every acre of land, we will reap huge profits.

Why even involve your uncle then?

Sell it to anyone if that's the case.

Neetu, uncle thinks that the rates will go up.

I'll be the one to give him that information.

But in reality,

the rates won't go up.

Hey, listen, my dear boy.

You know Kukreja, don't you? He's very sharp.

Every information he gets goes straight to the CM's office.

Only when it gets confirmed from there, he takes his decisions.

Exactly. This very point.

This is what we need to take advantage of.

That if it comes from the CM's office,

it has to be true.

In English, it is called authority bias.

But my friend, Manni, used to say,

the patient shoved medicines up his ass for a month.

All he was doing was just follow the doctor.

A month later, he saw the doctor and the doctor said,

why would I tell you to shove it up your ass?

When it was your ear that was in pain?

Manni.

My darling.

Missed you, man.

- Uncle, this is my childhood friend. - And my brother.

Hello.

And the new JP at the CM's office for the past six months.

Meaning

my uncle's point of contact in the CM's office to verify his information.

And

the Manni of my Master plan Money.

So, now, we just need to wait for my information

to reach my uncle so that he gets it verified

from the Chandigarh CM's office.

Listen, Manish. I wanted to know something.

Is some new government depot coming up in Gurgaon?

Till then let's talk to a couple of financiers

and decide on the land we need to buy.

Let's be prepared with all that.

As soon as Manni gives a confirmation to uncle...

Let's check out the shop.

Uncle will start scouting for land and we will start buying land.

Earlier, there weren't many. But over the past few weeks,

buyers have become very active.

And we are flooded with enquiries for land from here up to Sector 110.

But not under my name.

Under Jatin's name.

Under Neetu's name.

Under Neetu's relatives' names.

That way uncle won't suspect.

So, uncle, your 30 crores that I have,

10 out of that will go to the financier

and 20 crores is what I'll give you back.

Guess what I want in return?

What?

In exchange for 20 crores,

three slaps.

Two for Dagar

and one for you.

Also, every single person who was a witness to my father's humiliation,

I want them present there when I slap the two of you.

And remember the number of times my father was slapped?

But every slap of mine,

my dear uncle, from head to toe,

will be a carousel of pain.

Get me some tea.

Tell someone to get tea for me, motherfucker!

Farewell?

Tell me something.

As per that

who is a real hero, logic of yours,

was Robinhood a hero?

What is this, Jimmy?

Brother.

That five acres of land you bought,

it belongs to me.

So, your 2.5 crores are with me.

What? I don't understand.

You and me, we cheated people together.

Then you colluded with those government touts and cheated me.

And in the end, I cheated you.

Now, these 2.5 crores will go back to those whom we duped.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Robinhood?

If you cheat someone and dupe them

to take back what rightfully belongs to someone else, it's not called stealing.

Meaning Robinhood was a hero.

That's great.

I'll have to explain it logically to my dad, you see.

Listen.

Call those three clients of yours and tell them they'll get their money back.

They already have it.

Want to join me for a beer?

It's my farewell too today.

You are fired. Get the fuck out of my office.

Here's a gift for you. Take a good look at it.

Or get screwed by it. Your wish.

Fuck!

I wanted to inform you all

that due to Samarth's misbehaviour,

he has been expelled from the theatre group.

And now, for the lead role,

once again a new actor will be selected.

However, you all are aware that the show is in two days.

Hence, Mr. Prashant,

until a new actor is selected,

I give you the responsibility.

Are you happy?

And in case you've decided not to take up a new job,

then we may not have to look for a new actor at all.

Another good thing about this will be that

I won't have to keep changing the ending of the play again and again.

So, all right, then.

Any questions?

Panditji, which ending will we be performing in the show finally now?

Now, we will end it this way.

A man was terrorised and his morale broken, to every possible extent.

Yet, he kept going ahead in the direction,

the very direction he endured the suffering on.

As though he had

convinced himself with this lie

that he had the boon to be immortal.

As though he knew

that he would never die.

Or perhaps, he knew that immortal or perishable,

this is the path of life.

Rest all is as good as death.

Martyrdom is the purpose of life.

And cowardice is death.

So, are you excited for my show?

Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

You're home? Shall I warm up the food for you?

Not yet. Keep resting.

Your play is tomorrow, isn't it?

No, the day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow?

Okay.

Where is dad?

Must have gone to the terrace.

- I'll be back. - Okay.

How was she today?

Just dragged on somehow.

She kept saying she wanted to go to the play in the evening.

She kept saying it all day long.

How can she go to the play in this state?

She has been vomiting the whole day. She's not even able to sit.

Son, you need to make her understand.

Going all the way there and sitting there for one hour, can she do it?

Dad.

It's important.

For her to come.

But it's even more important for me

that she sees me performing on stage.

Dad, let me at least have a memory of hers.

The look on her face when she sees me perform on the stage.

Which after her death will stay with me forever

and make me happy

whenever I do a play

or act on screen.

Dad, or else

I will always be left to my imagination.

Imagining her blurry face watching me act.

I'm afraid even if she comes to watch your play,

all you will see on her face is exhaustion and pain.

The joy that you wish to see, I don't think you'll be able to see that.

Mom.

Come. I need to show you something.

O' Lord Krishna, everyone rightly calls you Murli Manohar.

Your music has brought so much joy to our hearts.

We are thankful for your presence in our forest.

As the King of Peacocks, I wish to offer you

one of our feathers as a token of our gratitude.

From now on, you shall be known as Mayur.

It means one with the peacock feather. It is an honour we bestow upon you.

Now, grade me, mom. Out of 100.

Wow. That was amazing!

This was 200 out of 100.

My greetings to everyone in the audience.

My name is Prashant.

And today, I am going to present before you

a scene from my upcoming play.

This scene is the last scene of the play.

It's a soldier's monologue.

Meaning a soldier is having a conversation with himself.

So, let's begin.

Many of my fellow soldiers got killed today.

And many more will be killed.

But before they meet their death,

their dead dreams will appear before them.

Dreams.

Where do these dreams come from?

And why do these dreams come in myriad forms?

Some go crazy dreaming about it.

And wish for others too to feel this craziness.

How does one even dream?

He starts teaching them about it.

Then there are dreams

that ignite such a fire within the dreamer

that the crazy dreamer

wants to use that fire

to set the whole world ablaze.

And then there are also dreams

that give rise to walls within.

With dreams on one side

and the loved ones of the dreamer on the other.

What should he let go?

And what should he hold on to?

Loved ones pull him to their side.

Then how can he turn his back on them?

But this dreamer

can only live his dreams

when the ones he loves

go across the wall to his side

to stand by his dreams.

Then he doesn't have to choose.

Rather, with his loved ones by his side,

his dreams only become bigger.

But the question still remains,

where did these dreams come from?

By bestowing it upon us, O' God,

what do You expect from us?

What do I expect?

God asks.

I made dreams

when I got the thought

of awakening Divinity in man.

May there be one such thing

that man

relentlessly strives to achieve no matter how impossible

and dares to do it.

Now, when God Himself has explained what dreams are,

then what is it that you desire, O' man?

There's no use living in fear anymore.

Fear tops the list of all sins.

So, then,

just keep God in your heart

and your loved ones as well.

Never forget

why He sowed dreams within you.

Enough is enough.

Break your barriers now.

With fear in their eyes,

let your enemies shiver now.

Quit crying.

Quit fearing.

Quit appeasing others.

Scream your heart out.

Dreams

versus

Everyone.

Dreams

versus

Everyone!

Hero!