Excuse me.
You have Wi-Fi?
-Yes, we have it. -Because I need your connection.
Nice typing.
I also type. Here and there… sometimes.
You sure about this?
-No. -Come…
Yes, Aasmaan. For the 85th time now.
Just talk to Freddy about Karan's offer and be straightforward.
He's a businessman. He'll understand.
You think so?
Hi, guys. Freddy, uh, will see you shortly.
But I thought he just went into a meeting.
Won't take that long.
Fuck you! Fuck your contract!
-Who the hell does he think he is? -Hey, that guy's been in stuff, right?
Who said that?
Huh?
Who the hell was that?
Jaraj Saxena, motherfucker! That's who I am!
You drop this?
No, sir.
You dropped it. You come get it.
Go on.
Pick it up.
Aasmaan.
Just two minutes.
Jeejeebhoy.
Hey.
What was that?
It's just, well, um, even though Jaraj was under contract,
he decided to take a meeting with another producer.
And Freddy, sir, he really didn't like that.
And ever since, the poor guy's been locked up in our contract.
Fifteen years later.
No.
I would never come in the way of such an opportunity, Aasmaan.
You can do Karan's picture.
I'll put his contract on hold.
See that?
Sir, I tried to explain it to her. You're super chill.
-She didn't trust it. -Is that so?
Oh, not like that, sir.
You know how it is when it comes to contracts.
Mm-hmm.
But thank you for understanding.
Why are you thanking me?
As his star power rises,
so does my bank balance.
But after this, he belongs to me.
Or I won't be so… chill.
Fuckin' number one
Like a phoenix I rise again
I can't stop, I'm in overdrive
I'll make the whole world say my name
No I have never felt more alive
I don't really care
What you say
The throne is mine
You've gotta kiss it goodbye
They say I'm bad I'll have to change my ways
But these habits of mine Will just never die
Here we go again
Ain't no way I'm done
The whole world in my hands
I'll be fuckin' number one
Yeah, I'll be fuckin' number one
You know I'm fuckin' number one
I gotta say,
as manager, this is the wrong decision.
You should do Aaraamzaade, okay?
It's an amazing fuckin' franchise, bro. Come on.
Do it.
Check this out, Aasmaan.
Hmm?
You got an offer for a commercial.
Mansmooth.
"Hey, dude, be cool for us."
Man, I'm not doing this stuff. I'll look stupid. Take this.
-It's a lot of money on the line. -I don't want it.
Come on!
You're not doing Mansmooth either? I don't get it.
Bro, those guys make the most awesome lotion around.
Really? You use it, then?
Probably every night. Right?
-Hey, who are you to-- -Look ahead!
Can I please call you later, sister?
I'm sorry. It's an emergency, Avtar.
Uncle. Back in the game, huh?
Is Aasmaan there with you?
-Yes, sister-in-law. -Is Mummy on the phone?
Uh, wait, don't tell him I'm on the phone. Okay, please?
-I don't know. -Let me talk to Mom.
-I can't do that. It's my sister-in-law. -Dude, what?
Bobby Singh. My friend from Ludhiana.
You don't even know him. Scram!
You think you know all my friends, Aasmaan? Jeez!
Hey, Bobby, you fucker.
Avtar?
Yes, I'm sorry, Neeta. What's wrong?
I'm at the hospital, and…
…Rajat's health keeps on worsening, Avtar.
A liver transplant is the only hope.
I might have to sell the house.
Just don't talk about it to Aasmaan, please?
Don't you worry, all right?
No power in the world could make Avtar Singh spill his guts to anyone.
Aasmaan, your father is thinking of selling the fucking house.
He's totally lost it!
What do you mean, Uncle?
Uncle, they'd sell you before they sell this house.
Well, guess what, kid? I'll tell ya.
If selling me could get a new liver, then do it!
New liver?
Hey, what are you doing?
-Getting them on the phone. -I promised your mother I wouldn't tell.
She'll kill me with her bare hands.
-Why are you all hiding? -No, wait. Wait! Wait!
She didn't want you to be upset about it. That's all.
If he dies, I'm gonna be upset about it.
Mansmooth.
Pen.
Does anyone have a…
This is his manager?
-She doesn't even have a pen! -Got it, got it, got it.
Got it. Here we go. Got a pen.
We got a pen.
Sanya, hurry. Let's get in here.
Sorry.
A bit late, no?
Going up.
Elevator's slow, isn't it?
Time does go slow when you're embarrassed.
Sorry about that.
I got worked up by the whole thing. Said a bit too much.
A bit too much?
All right, a lot.
But thank you… for not being an asshole.
I mean, I can still make that happen.
I just said I was sorry. Come on.
I mean, do you want me to bow to you?
Actually, yeah. That would be nice.
Sorry.
All right, so why are you here?
I was really bored, you know. Big house, Mercedes.
So I hit the elevator for fun.
That's a really good line. Who wrote that?
Some asshole.
Oh, I see you've already met.
Aasmaan, Karishma, meet your new costar. Come.
-Karan, when are you coming over next? -When Ajay stops being so boring.
-I'm gonna tell him. -You must.
-Good morning, sir. -Morning.
He shoves his hands into the eye socket and pulls the eyeball out,
and gives it to the lover.
It's not my usual cup of coffee.
It starts off as a regular love story.
And then it gets into this revenge, action, drama.
Wow. Jeez, sir.
Sitting here and watching you like this, it's like a childhood dream.
A dream come true.
Hey, how much are you gonna kiss my ass, Aasmaan?
You've already got the part. Move.
Sir, I--
Sit, sit. Let's get right to work. And the scripts!
And here's the marketing plan.
After the showdown at the roundtable,
Aasmaan and Karishma spark up a fiery romance.
I can already see the headlines.
Sameer's not gonna be happy.
He should've known before dating an actress.
Anyway, after entering the industry, everyone upgrades.
Upgrade?
He's my boyfriend, Karan, not an iPhone.
He's not an iPhone.
Android.
And the Nokia laughs, "Hee-hee!"
Anyway, chop-chop. Get outta here.
And pose for the paps. I paid for them. I run the world.
-Bye, sir. -Bye, Karan.
Madam! Over here!
-Okay. -Pose! Pose!
-Madam, hey! Pose! -Over here!
-How was the meeting? -It was good.
A revenge drama and a love story.
Smile! Smile! Come on!
They're here to see you.
I'm on it.
Sir, one together, please!
Sir, just one of you two, together!
-Karishma. -Hi.
How you getting home? Need a ride?
Thank you, but I'm good.
-Right here! -Please, Aasmaan!
Hi, Sameer!
Hey, K.
This is Aasmaan. He's in the film with me.
Hi, Sameer. How are ya?
-Hey, bro. How's it goin'? -Great.
-Ma'am, give us a reaction. -Aasmaan.
The other day, you were happy to pose.
Ma'am, why get all that plastic surgery and then hide?
Right here! Please! Come on! Come on!
Come on! Get outta the way!
-What the hell are you doing? -Forget it, Karishma.
Don't stoop to their level.
You got your reaction. That's what you wanted, right?
Karishma, get in the car. What are you doing?
You want another one?
Try me. Go on.
Karishma, get in.
Karishma, are you deaf? Get in the fucking car.
You guys got that, right? That asshole's done.
What?
You tell me, Sameer.
I told you to get in the fucking car.
-Stop the car right now. -Just chill.
Stop the fucking… Stop the car.
No, no, please.
Just… calm down.
I'm sorry, okay?
Don't ever talk to me like that.
Babe.
You know it's not easy for me to share you with the world.
Even after all these years.
What do you want me to do about it, Sameer?
This is my work.
This is my life, and I love it.
And I love you.
So, please, let's not fight, okay?
Okay.
And?
-And? -And?
-You know I love you. -Ooh!
Too late.
Bride and groom, you may circle the fire.
-Ugh! -What is it?
Yuck!
-Reshma, what? -I can't.
No, why?
Smooth!
Hey, dude. Be smooth.
For a good mood.
That's cheating though.
Mansmooth lotion should be your only choice,
or your girl might leave ya.
Cut!
Are you crazy?
I'm damn happy that you said yes.
Mansmooth.
Aamir and Rajamouli.
-Two geniuses, together. -But it's apples and oranges.
Must be having the most awesome, creative conversation.
It's a very fundamental question.
Idli… idli sambar or vada-pav?
Is that even a question?
It is vada-pav. The whole world knows it.
Shot-taking, filmmaking.
You have idli on one side, you have vada-pav on one side.
-And the light is being hit from above. -Even if you look at it from that point.
It's idli sambar.
Did he just say, "idli"?
Italy.
They're probably gonna make their next movie in Italy somewhere.
Have you ever traveled to Pune?
Sir, in Pune, they have the best idli sambar.
-I'm telling you. -Actually, no.
-Best idli sambar. -I hope no one hears what you're saying.
-The texture… -Excuse me, sir.
-The shot is ready. -Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.
The conversation is not over.
Doesn't mean we're agreeing to your point.
-It is… It is, vada-pav. -Yes. No, no.
-We will continue. -No, no. Yes. We'll continue.
It is VP.
-Can we say hi? -Can we what? We don't know him.
Hey, "Revolver." Come here.
-He's talking to you. -Me?
Idli or vada-pav?
Don't think. Idli sambar or vada-pav?
Vada-pav, sir.
-Seriously, dude? -Idli sambar, sir. Idli sambar.
-Get lost. -Idli sambar, sir.
-I didn't… -Go on, just…
-You couldn't have said idli? -How was I supposed to know which to pick?
-It's food. It's personal. -Hey.
Idli sambar or vada-pav?
Aasmaan, we need to leave for the airport. You've got five minutes.
-Here, man. Uncle? -Mmm.
-You eat? -Yeah. I got something packed.
When do you get back from Delhi?
-What do I know, dude? -Here, take this.
-What's that? -A present.
-Cash. -You'll save on tax.
More money for your father.
You're a real G.
-For real. -Okay, okay. Hurry.
Aasmaan, Aasmaan. Listen to this, all right?
Just share it on WhatsApp. He can listen on the flight before he gets there.
-Just two minutes. -This is Uncle's comeback. Put it on.
Later!
No, we wanna hear it now.
-Please sit. -Here we go.
Nice start, huh?
Oh, hey. Listen to this part.
Excuse me, sir.
Badshah is here to meet you now.
Oh, Badshah.
Hi, Badshah, bro.
Hi, big fan.
No way. I'm your fan, dude.
Revolver? Killed it.
Thank you. That means the world.
I just wanna say hi. I'm here for a shoot. The shot's ready.
-Okay. -I'm gonna head out.
Thanks for turning off that song, man.
My ears were bleeding like a fucking stuck pig.
Gotta take care of these bad boys, man.
Right.
Badshah, um, that's Uncle Avtar.
-Uncle, meet Badshah. -Oh! 'Sup with it, Unc?
Mm.
-Hey, how are you? -Hey, hi.
-Good. How are you doing? -I'm well.
Hey.
I'm gonna go, dude.
-Okay, cool. -Yes, sir.
Balls on you, Badshah.
-You say something? -No!
Yes! Abby is still your manager, right?
-You know him? -Of course.
I'll call him. We'll set something up.
-Let's collaborate. -Absolutely. Sounds great.
-See you. -Bye.
-Bye.
Peace out, Uncle.
Namaste.
Let's collaborate.
Update your playlist.
That music, my granny wouldn't even listen to that shit.
-Come on. -See you, man.
-See you later. -Let's kill it.
"Revolver."
Come on, man. Come on.
Bye.
Uncle, were you just trash-talking Badshah? Seriously?
You should all pin your noses to his ass.
If you don't leave, you'll be late for your flight.
Uncle, man, I was really feeling those tracks.
-And you're right. Balls on Badshah. -Will you shut your mouth?
-Come on, Parvaiz. -Yeah.
-Okay, Uncle, bye. -Bye.
Have a safe ride, guys.
You know, I was thinking. That song you wrote, might actually--
You wanna try to teach me too?
Huh? Maybe it's because my song isn't on the pop charts.
This… This.
I was just…
Aasmaan? Really?
Yeah.
Even I thought we needed a bigger star, but then I saw their chemistry.
Fucking unreal.
You mean the roundtable?
You don't get it, Ajay.
Love-hate, hate-love. It's all chemistry.
Fuck chemistry. All right?
Come on. It's my kid's first film. Think about the box office.
You know Ranveer's the right choice.
You really think Ajay Talvar's daughter
needs Ranveer Singh to get an opening? Huh?
You're gonna do a 100-million-film with two newcomers as the stars?
You must be out of your mind. This is a huge gamble, Karan.
Yeah, it's a gamble.
But this is a Karan Johar film, and I'm betting on myself.
So you won't listen to reason?
Ajay,
you know how much I love a newcomer.
Fucking bitch.
Listen, come fast. My parents are dipping. We'll smoke one.
Hey, I have everything. No.
-Shut up, you dumbass. -Ma'am?
-Hmm? -Dolce black or Gucci black?
You know it's both, Pushpa.
-Yes. -Put both in my suitcase, quick.
Okay, ma'am.
Shaumik. I'm not gonna tell you this again, okay? Go and pack.
I told you, I'm not going.
I don't care if he's getting a Padma Bhush. Whatever.
I'm not going to come.
Well then, don't come.
I wouldn't wanna inconvenience you.
-Ajay, take it easy. -No, Anu.
If he doesn't want to, let him stay home.
Fine, fine, I'll come.
Friggin' guilt trip.
What did Karan say?
He's using the new kid.
That shameless Aasmaan? Instead of Ranveer?
Do you think she should even do this film?
Honestly, Anu,
I don't think so.
It's Karan's film, guys.
It's a great script.
And Aasmaan's film just killed at the box office.
I am doing this film.
-You guys can't keep telling me I'm-- -Okay. You don't need to get so angry.
Your mom and me were just discussing.
I mean, it's your future.
Oh, but when you go out of town for rehearsals,
you're taking Sukhi with you.
I'm not taking Sukhi.
Papa, he's too noticeable.
Karishma.
No discussion.
Mama, I can't find my underwear again.
Just wear diapers.
"Just wear diapers." It was one time, okay?
No, it wasn't.
Must be these servants.
They steal everything, man.
Why do they have to be so fucking poor? Pushpa!
-Yes? -Fuck!
Coming!
Where's my underwear?
My underwear. Why are you looking down?
Idiot.
-All good? -Yeah.
It's Ajay Talvar! Sir! Hello, sir! Sir!
Hello, sir! Sir!
-"Hello, sir." -Shut up!
What's going on?
It's Freddy. I told him no over and over again.
He's still after me to do Sailab 2.
It's okay. Relax.
-Don't stress. You'll figure it out. -But he won't stop calling me.
Good evening, sir.
I'm sorry to inform you, but there's been a 40-minute delay.
We should've just flown private.
Papa, I'm gonna go check out duty-free.
Any of you guys wanna come?
-Just take Sukhi with you. -'Kay.
You wanna come?
Duty-free is for servants.
Aasmaan?
Um, might you be stalking me?
Is it that obvious?
What are you doing here?
I'm, uh, I gotta train.
Very funny.
-Yeah, um, where you off to? -Delhi.
My dad's getting a Padma Bhushan, so we're all going.
Moral support.
-Hmm. -And you?
My dad's getting a new liver.
I'm just going home.
Life support.
Shit, I'm so sorry.
Please let me know if you need anything.
Thank you.
Actually, I should be thanking you.
Oh?
That paparazzi thing at Dharma.
I just wanted to thank…
Ah, man, are you kidding? That was nothing.
I would have behaved the same way for my mom or sister.
Do I remind you of your mother or your sister?
Well, maybe, but my mother is a lot more gorgeous.
And I could be your brother.
Oh, please. My brother is enough.
Jet flight 6W21 to Delhi is ready for departure.
That's me.
-Uh, see you soon. -Okay.
-Bye. -Bye.
Are you buying that?
I'm not buying it.
You see how much it costs?
Bye.
Madam, are you interested?
Huh?
The perfume. Would you like one?
No thanks. Let's go.
Have some curd with your khichdi.
Hey, you haven't even started eating yet?
What are you doing? You have to eat, Rajat.
I'm not hungry, Neeta.
What do you mean you're not hungry? Give me that.
Here.
Who is here this late at night?
I'll find out. You eat.
Aasmaan! Ah, what are you doing here?
-Well, I'll just leave, then. -What?
Get inside.
-How are you? -I'm doing good.
-How are you? -I'm fine, dear.
Papa?
-He's having dinner. Come sit. -Papa?
-Where'd you come from, kid? -Uh, I just miss you guys.
-How are you? -I'm good.
Amazing, you've lost even more weight.
-Because of the khichdi your mom makes. -You should eat more of it.
Oh, yum. You made khichdi?
I wanna eat too.
Don't put your fingers in that pot.
-I'll serve myself. -You just hang on!
-Did you really come without eating? -I can get it myself.
Aasmaan, come on. I can make you a plate.
Mummy?
What this?
Aasmaan, this is a lot of money! I--
Sh.
How…
Mmm.
Homemade khichdi.
Man.
Didn't miss this at all.
-Oh, yeah? -Come on now.
Shut up and eat.
Oh, listen.
I can't get home for Diwali this year, guys.
You can't? The whole family's coming. Really?
It's just, I've got set dates. Karan Johar's new film, so…
What? Then you booked the part?
Yeah, I booked it.
When are you shooting?
Well, a month and a half or so, I guess.
Outdoor shots as well?
Pretty likely in a Karan Johar film.
-And who's your heroine? -Karishma.
-Karishma Talvar? -Wow, Papa! Dang.
They couldn't get Katrina?
It's all good. We'll do the next one.
Wow, you're doing big movies now.
Do you really think I need to eat khichdi? I mean, I don't want khichdi, man.
-Mummy? I'm taking Dad out for a walk. -Yeah?
Good khichdi though.
Okay, bye, Mummy.
Hey, I haven't finished my 10,000 steps today.
Yo, Mishra-ji.
Ah, the hero returns.
-Oh, you're far too kind. -Come on. Get over here.
I still make sure I keep your favorite gum.
Uh, nah. Tonight…
Yeah, I'll have that.
What are you doing? You started smoking?
Yeah, I'm gonna start drinking and drugs, and all that too.
But I'm not gonna tell you 'cause I don't wanna upset you, you know.
How could I not be upset?
You tell me. How can I not be upset with you?
Papa. I've heard everything.
All of your health problems.
Look at you, an adult.
First, promise you won't hide anything else, all right?
Promise.
Yes, I promise.
Now give me the cigarette.
-Give me the cigarette. -Okay.
Just a second.
Hi, Freddy, sir.
No, sir. I came to Delhi to see my Mom and Dad.
Uh, my dad's health was kinda…
No, sir, he's fine now. He's… he's good.
Um, now?
Uh, yeah. Okay, sir. I'm… I'm headed there, sir. I'll be there.
Film City, right?
Okay, sir. Okay.
Okay.
Sorry, Papa.
I have to leave.
Freddy's a scary dude.
He keeps everyone on a tight leash.
No worries, son.
Go if you have to.
But don't forget, you'll meet a lot of people in this world
who wanna bend you to their will.
But always remember one thing.
They can cut your head off,
but it shall never bow down.
And even when you're forced to bow down,
then raise your head and look to the sky
and be reminded of who you are.
Aasmaan.
Wow! That dialogue, brother.
You ought to be the one in films.
Yes, sir. The set is completely ready. Just some painting left.
It should've been done by now.
Wasn't this room supposed to be blue?
Why the fuck is it pink?
Fuchsia, you mean.
But I get it.
Trust me, Freddy. This just suits the mood of the room better. You know?
It's a boy's room.
Yeah, and it's the 21st century.
Gender norms are so passé, and I really think you should--
Do I pay you to think?
As a matter of fact, sir,
you do, actually.
A film is a collaborative effort.
Not my films.
Sir, she is the new production designer.
She doesn't think before she speaks.
But she just told me that I paid her to think.
That's what you said, right?
Fatty?
You… you can't say that. It's harassment.
No.
It's the truth.
Now paint this room blue in the next five minutes, and maybe
I'll let you keep your job.
So generous!
So kind, isn't he? Sir, you're so kind.
Oi! Take your damn job.
I don't need it. I fucking quit.
There's a right and a wrong way to talk to a lady.
And you, Mr. Sodawallah, have crossed every line there is.
You will pay for this. You won't get away with it.
Don't you point that fucking sausage at me, woman.
Or what, huh? What are you gonna do, you sexist pig?
I'm the pig?
How dare you!
These people can act like servants, okay, but not me.
I'm not your fucking slave.
-Put that thing away. -You put your attitude away.
What are you looking at, huh? What are you staring at?
-Don't touch me. -Or what, huh? What, then?
Huh?
-Don't. -What are you gonna do?
-Don't. -Do it. I dare ya.
What are you, scared?
Fucking duty.
Oh my God. My God. She's dead, sir.
How could you kick a woman, sir?
Huh? How could you kick a woman?
You see, Jeejeebhoy.
For a woman,
I'd never raise a hand.
Aasmaan! My boy!
Over here.
Sorry I rushed you from Delhi.
Is your dad all right?
Yes, sir. My papa's fine, sir.
Thank you for asking.
May I ask you for a favor, Aasmaan?
She's not dead. She's still breathing.
Uh, yes, sir. What is it?
I need you for Aaraamzaade.
But I'm doing Karan's film already, sir.
So quit.
Sir, I can't.
I mean, are you kidding?
Sir, at your office, you said if I'm in Karan's,
then I'll go up in value, and, well…
well, that's even better for you, right?
At your office, you said it was fine.
I launched you, isn't that right?
Now I'm the one who needs you, kid.
Sir, please. Would you be able to change the dates?
I can start as soon as I'm finished with his.
What am I supposed to say to the investors, Aasmaan?
That the boy I launched is too busy for me?
No, I'm not saying--
I'll have the script sent over to you tomorrow.
And we start in a week.
Hmm? I'll see you on set.
Sir, I can't.
Excuse me?
You gave me your word, sir.
I can't do it.
Actually, Aasmaan, you gave me your word.
It's called a contract.
You can wave that around.
I'm not doing it.
You're fucking with the wrong guy, Aasmaan.
I made you. I'll end you!
I'll put you on the streets, motherfucker.
You and your entire family will be broke.
Right here.
Come on.
Isn't your papa gonna need you to help?
Let's shake hands,
and we'll forget this ever happened.
But first,
say sorry.
Sorry.
Bastard!
You're lucky, sir.
For a woman, I never raise a hand.
What the fuck are you all looking at?
Fuck! he fuck are you all looking at?