Take Revolver inside.
Shoot this motherfucker if he tries to run.
Get out, man.
-Hey, move. -Come on.
Come on, fancy pants.
Move it, asshole.
-Hello there, bhai. -Hello, bhai.
Don't allow anyone else inside. Only bhais like us, okay?
Sure, Abdul bhai.
What do I do now?
I live here. It's all good.
You ever seen that guy?
I don't know.
Maybe seen him around.
This is my room here. Yeah.
-Come on, move it, action hero. -This hero's running too hot.
Come on. Put him in the fridge.
Close the door.
Icy, icy! Cool, cool!
Move!
Oh man. A secret tunnel?
Hey there, Gafoor bhai.
Gafoor
Hey, take that off his head.
You're only hiding the way from there to here.
Good evening, Gafoor bhai.
Come in. Have a seat.
Ah!
Come over here, Aiza. Don't be shy.
You've got good taste.
He's clearly handsome and hunky, but he's got guts too.
So bravo.
My daughter watched your film.
She can't stop talking about you.
"I want Aasmaan." That's all she's been saying.
"I want Aasmaan!"
Thank you, sir.
But I don't get it. Uh, why do you need me?
To marry her.
-Sir, um… -What's wrong?
Not a fan of my daughter?
-No. I'm-- -So you assume she's ugly?
No, um…
-She's not good enough? -Sir, the problem--
-All right, then. What? -Enough! Why do you always do this?
Uh-oh, now she's angry.
Oh, come on. I'm just joking, man.
He thought he was getting married for a second there!
-I wanted to give you this. -Look, my daughter is a screenwriter.
This script she's got, she wants to make it a film.
Well, congratulations.
With your help.
Really?
So, uh, what's the story?
Everyone in Bombay knows the story.
It's my story.
The biopic of Gafoor.
A refuse you can't offer.
Why do you keep trying to use English?
Sorry, boss.
We'll let you know when and where shooting will take place.
Abdul! Don't interfere.
We're not here to force him.
Sir, we only wanna work with you if you genuinely like the script.
Bravo. Really honorable. Praise the Lord.
Sir, actually, um, Karan Johar's film starts shooting next week,
and the dates will clash. I won't be able to manage.
I hope that, uh, we could, sort of, um,
delay a bit?
Sorry.
Gafoor Ismail.
-Come here. Sit here. Sit!. -But Dad.
So the dates will be an issue.
You know what? You're a guest in my home.
So let's go eat.
We can discuss work another time.
I think you'll find you'll appreciate the story,
and Johar can reschedule.
God willing.
Mike Tyson, get our guest some biryani.
He makes excellent biryani. He can make it out of anything.
Even you. Come on. I'm kidding.
He's a vegetarian.
Gotcha.
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
Where the fuck is Aasmaan?
That's it. He's been gone all night. I'm calling the fucking police.
Wait a couple minutes. You're getting ahead of yourself.
Why? Is he going to be back in a couple minutes?
Here he is.
Why weren't you answering your cell phone?
Where have you been, Aasmaan?
Gafoor bhai's hideout.
Gafoor?
What? Why?
He wants us to make a movie.
You're telling me you wanna work with someone like that?
He's the one you should ask.
What the hell have you done now, Parvaiz?
What have I done, Uncle? How about I got his ass out of that contract?
-By taking help from gangsters? -Yeah.
I knew it. I fucking knew it!
Oh, fucking knew what?
You're a complete fucking idiot!
If the contract isn't legit,
then we'll end up in jail, all thanks to you.
The contract is legit. So is the signature--
But you didn't get it the right way, did you, asshead?
Well, your way was also bullshit.
You just gave up! You were just like, "There's no choice."
He was totally defeated, but I helped him.
So what's wrong with that?
All your smart-ass lawyers were so amazing, and they did nothing.
All of your makeup and fuckin' miniskirts, none of that's being a manager.
Do whatever the hell you want!
But you let me do my job, and stay the fuck out of my way!
Hey, guys, just calm down.
Hey, Aasmaan.
Enough, Parvaiz.
I'm not hungry right now, Lallan.
Baby, it's not Lallan.
Hey.
How are you feeling?
I'm fine.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
Try this, baby. Just one bite.
No.
-No, Sameer. Listen. -It's coming!
No.
Mmm. Mmm.
Wow. Baby, Lallan is good.
You're missing out.
I'm sorry about yesterday.
Why are you sorry?
I shouldn't have ambushed you like that.
The way I proposed all of a sudden, in front of everyone.
No, it's not that.
You know,
I've loved you since you were a kid.
No! I mean… I mean, not in a pervy way.
I… I was a kid too, so…
Anyway, what I'm trying to say
is that I've loved you
from the moment I saw you,
and all I wanted was to spend the rest of my life with you.
And… and if you wanna wait,
then that's completely fine, you know.
I mean, it's okay. We can totally wait.
And whenever you're ready, it's fine, just…
Karishma,
you're the only one for me.
You too.
Thanks.
I'll see you soon, fiancée!
Hey, Aasmaan!
Oh, sorry. I meant Sameer.
Funny guy.
Yeah. Listen, uh,
do you think she loves you, bro?
-I know she loves me. -Yeah.
Bro… in-law.
Or
she just wants your money?
No, she doesn't. Stop playing.
Actually,
we all just want your money.
-No, you don't. -Yeah, we do.
And once you're married, she'll be hanging around
better-looking actors all day long.
But so what? Not like she's fucked them or anything.
Dude!
-What? -Or maybe just…
That's your sister, man. What the fuck are you doing?
I'm just kidding, man. Chill.
Or am I?
I thought I told you to leave me alone, Jeejeeb…
Ajay's dancing is worse than his ability to be loyal.
What's wrong with you, Freddy?
Watching Sailab over and over won't save your company.
Now what do you want?
Freddy, Freddy, Freddy.
You can't lose a race if you decide the finish line.
What the fuck does that even mean?
Look at you.
Knocked out with a single punch.
Then there's me.
After all of these years… still standing.
I'd rather be knocked out than standing where you are.
I don't think so.
Check this out.
Look!
What the fuck is this?
-Aasmaan? -Is Aasmaan the only person you see?
This is the final solution… to rescue the company.
What do you mean?
I mean business.
51%.
What the hell are you getting at?
Look carefully.
Gafoor Ismail.
Wanted in five different countries.
Show anyone this video,
and not only will Aasmaan not be able to work…
he could go to prison as well.
That's why
51% of Sodawallah Productions.
Screw over Aasmaan, win over Ajay, and save your company.
Think about it, Fred.
49% of something,
or 100% of… nothing.
Jaraj!
You know who I am today, huh?
Oops.
You got this.
You dropped it. You come get it.
Go on.
Pick it up.
Go on.
Pick it up.
Asshole.
The all-new HypeStar.
Perfect combination of style and performance.
Now, honestly, why walk
when you can ride?
Next question, please.
You, ma'am.
The news about town is
your next project is a film with Freddy Sodawallah?
Bye, guys.
I'll need your autograph here too, sir.
I'll end you right here.
So unnecessary.
We need each other, my friend.
I don't fucking need you, Freddy.
Are you sure?
Where did you get this video?
That's irrelevant, really.
You'll get what you wanted.
And then you're going to do my picture.
Send it to me.
First, sign.
Save my company,
and this video is yours.
The return of Sailab is here.
Finally.
Send the video to Karan,
and Aasmaan Singh is finished.
I want you guys to make me a song, and it's actually a dance song.
You know, so it has to be modern, but also… Indian.
We got you, K-Jo.
Sir, K-Jo, sir.
We'll do it.
That's lovely. That's lo…
What the fuck?
Not you.
Oh.
Fuck. Fuck.
Rohan, cover!
-Sir? -Fuck.
Sir?
-Fuck! -Sir!
-Yeah? -Shoes.
Pushpa, oh my God.
I said bring me more juice, not shoes! Go!
What are you staring at? Get out!
-Yes, sir, sorry. -Go!
Fucking animals.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Die, you bastard.
Fuck!
Shaumik.
What? What? What do you want now?
What did I tell you three days ago?
What?
To make some space on my iCloud.
-It's giving me these error messages. -Yeah, so?
-Be useful for once, please. -Fine. Yeah, fine, fine. I'll do it.
Come on.
Papa, can I speak to you for a minute?
Yes, sweetie? What is it?
Karan just called.
-Aasmaan's off the film. -What?
Who replaced him?
Did you have anything to do with this?
Why would I do that?
Papa, swear on me.
Fuck, yes!
Get fucked, get fucked! I told you I'd stab you with my stick!
-Yes! -Can't I swear on him instead?
Seriously, Papa.
Sweetie.
Trust me.
I swear on you.
I had nothing to do with this.
Ask Karan. I didn't say a thing. I promise you.
Sorry for doubting you.
It's okay.
Who's your daddy?
Little shit.
I mean, if he's gonna keep messing with my work like that,
then why keep me on at all?
Just make him your manager.
No, honestly, because I don't think I can continue like this.
Sanya.
Look, I'm…
Where you going?
I need some time.
-Wait. Hang on. -See you later.
-I'll see you later. -Sanya.
Sanya.
Aasmaan.
Hey, bro, come on. Please, you're the reason I did it all.
Dude, you know what your problem is?
You act without thinking.
I do think, bro. I do think.
I use my heart too.
Yeah.
It's all good.
What's wrong?
Hey, man, you gotta get that girl off your mind already. Kick her out.
You know, back when…
Thank you.
Cheers, guys.
You're a complete dumbass.
Girls used to go out of their way to get you to look at them.
Now they look at you and turn back around.
Times have changed. Fuck!
-Oh, yeah? -Yes!
Watch this.
Turn around.
Yeah, right.
Turn around.
Dude, she's not your Kajol.
Look back.
-Aasmaan's house. -Yes, ma'am.
Let's go.
Um…
I'm sorry.
I can't do this.
Will you turn off that song, please?
The Sinhas have been calling. They want to set a date for the wedding.
Mm-hmm.
But I think she needs more time.
You're overthinking this, Anu.
They're young and nervous.
But they really love each other.
There's a big difference between love and marriage.
Fine.
Then I'll just go tell Mr. Sinha
that, although they've dated seven years,
I regret that my daughter will not, in fact, be marrying your son.
Because it is my wife's belief that love and marriage
are different things.
If Karishma is not ready to do it, it's perfectly okay.
We'll deal with it.
My daughter's happiness comes first.
And don't forget, she's my daughter too.
Mom. Dad.
What's wrong, sweetie?
I… I wanna marry Sameer.
Whatever makes you happy.
Come here.
-Well? -Very smart.
-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.
Okay, dude, but you're not winning awards in it.
Why?
'Cause, man, the awards are gonna win you and that, brother.
Praise the Lord! You look amazing!
-Uncle! -Uncle!
-Yes! -How'd it go?
-How was the meeting, Uncle? -Oh, fantastic!
K-Jo's putting us on the gig. We just haven't signed contracts yet.
Uncle, leave all the signing stress to me, dude.
'Cause your dumbass is the expert.
Shut up. What a bully, I swear.
-We have to get you a suit. -Hi.
I'll get one tailored for him too.
-Where are we gonna get a suit? -Hey, what's up?
What?
-Fake suit, fake watch. -Aasmaan!
-Whatever. -Yeah?
Karan just dropped you. You're done.
-Right, Uncle? -He's crazy.
What?
Huh?
You're off the film.
How did…
What happened?
They said you're linked to organized crime,
but they promised they wouldn't expose you to the media.
-On whose word? -Karan's office called me. All right?
They have proof.
What proof?
I… I don't know.
Give me the phone. I wanna tell them.
-Listen. -I'll explain I'm not dealing with Gafoor.
-I'll meet them, and I'll explain it all. -Aasmaan. Aas-- Aasmaan!
It's the underworld. They're not going to listen.
It's over.
Why won't they at least hear him out?
Let me speak to the guy.
I'll talk to the office, and I'll explain it to Karan Johar.
If he doesn't listen, I'll have Gafoor bhai himself talk to him.
I swear, man.
After Gafoor Bhai puts a call in, they'll be shitting bricks, brother.
These movie guys act like they're in the Mafia,
but when a real boss calls them, they're gonna run and hide.
Then we'll really gonna have karma coming to Dharma.
-This is all your fault, goddamn it! -Calm down, Aasmaan.
He's trying to help you!
He's basically a child. You know that.
When have I said I needed help?
Huh?
-Did I ever ask you to help? -Calm down.
Help, my ass.
-It's all right. It's okay. -Uncle.
-Calm down. Please. -I understand.
Parvaiz.
Uncle, just let me go.
Go already, asshole!
Your whole life, you've never done a goddamn thing.
Just dragged me down alongside you, you dumb fuck!
Aasmaan.
Yeah, my way was all good, as long as everything worked out for you okay.
It's the truth. He's right.
I am a jackass.
But you know the reason?
Because for you, I think with my heart.
I'll use my brain instead.
Parvaiz.
Did I ever ask you to help?
Oh, it's beautiful.
I just love it.
Karishma, see this?
-Isn't it nice? -Yeah.
Try it.
Take that one off first.
It's stunning.
I adore it.
-Good morning. Aasmaan? -Good morning.
Mmm.
You're still sleeping?
Aasmaan, we've got our first meeting in forever, and you're still asleep?
Wake up!
Cancel it.
I, um, can't find my shoes.
Oh, yeah?
I'll find your shoes, then I'll beat you with 'em.
It was so hard to get you a meeting after all that. We can't be late.
You have five minutes. Come on.
Will you talk some sense into him?
-Hey! -Mm.
-Your mom is calling. -It's your phone.
You answer it.
Yeah, well, it's your mom, so you answer it.
You really need to get your own phone.
It's been a week since you lost yours.
Hi, Auntie.
What's that you're drinking this morning?
At this hour, it should be whiskey.
Aasmaan.
Tell her I'll call back.
The hospital found a new liver for your dad.
He's going into surgery right now.
Sister? D-30?
Uncle, this way.
Mumma?
Sh.
Is Papa all right?
He's doing good.
If you hear anything, let me know.
-How was your surgery? -How should I know, man? I was out cold.
This idiot Rajat. There's no transplant for dad jokes.
Well, action hero? How is everything?
Uncle. Aasmaan was nominated for a FilmFirst award.
-Really? -Truly? Wow!
And it's for best actor.
Very good.
So I've got a new liver, and that's pretty lucky.
Avtar, now we gotta go out and celebrate. Have a couple of beers.
-And you still owe me a drink. -Hmm?
Brother, there's no need to go out. I got it right here, man.
Av!
That's not allowed here, sir.
You hush and bring us some soda.
Sorry, he's just playing around.
So when is FilmFirst?
Actually, just two days. Got a new suit and everything.
Hey, nurse.
You hear that?
I gotta be strong enough to get out of here in two days' time.
It's my son's biggest day.
Oh, look.
-Now here's my other son. -Ah.
-Come in. Come in. -Come in.
Sorry I'm late, Uncle.
No worries.
You're here. That's enough.
Hang on.
What's this?
-What? -Didn't you get a transplant?
-Uncle. -Careful.
Easy. Take it easy.
You funny little bastard.
So, Aasmaan,
how's it going with Karan?
Well, shooting's set to start in, uh, just a few days.
-Everything's good. -That's great.
So proud of you.
-Ma'am. -Hmm?
He needs to get some rest now, okay?
Sorry. You guys should be going now.
-Please. -Just a little longer, please?
-No. -You gotta rest.
-Let's leave. -Relax.
What's the doctor saying?
He said the next 48 hours are critical.
The grace of the Goddess seems to have saved things today.
You came.
It's good that you did.
Thanks, Uncle, for saying that.
"Thanks?" Are you kidding?
Bro, listen.
What's going on with you boys?
Nothing.
You're a good actor, Aasmaan, but you can't fool your mother.
Now hug each other.
Mummy, we're not children. We can't just hug it out.
Parvaiz?
Auntie, actually, your son hit me.
-What? -Yeah, he hit me.
-Aasmaan, how could you? -Mummy, you know what he did?
Whatever I did, you think hitting your best friend is okay?
-What you did was? -You're just gonna hit me now?
-That means you would kill me. -I don't want to hear another word.
Say you're sorry.
You say you're sorry right now.
-Sorry. -That's bullshit.
-I apologized. You heard me, didn't you? -Quiet, you.
Parvaiz, it's your turn to say you're sorry.
Auntie, with a friend, everything's gotta be equal.
One for one.
He hit me, so I gotta hit him. It's only right.
-Hit me. -Huh?
-If that's all it is, let's end it now. -Aas--
Hit me. Let's finish this. Go ahead.
-Come on. -What?
Are you…
Not now.
You're not getting a warning. I'll hit you when I'm ready.
Ah, these kids. All their crazy antics.
I shouldn't have hit you.
I'm sorry.
Ah, it's okay.
-Hey! You kidding? -What?
Sanya, please take Auntie home.
-I'm… -You should rest.
You must be very tired.
Hmm. Yeah, Neeta, don't worry. I'm here.
I got these strapping young lads with me too.
-Okay. Thank you. -How long will Uncle stay?
The doctor said he needs to stay under observation for 48 hours.
-Yeah, man. -You two all patched up?
Yes, Uncle. Brothers from another mother.
Well, if his mother wasn't here, I swear to you, I would have…
-Uncle. Uncle. -Get over here, you little…
-I swear. I ought to-- -Sh!
What? Stop shushing us, all right?
You left my brother all alone in there, lady. Go on!
You doing all right, man?
Karan Johar's film, Barbaad Mohabbat…
Just a really weird day.
…has even begun, because leading man, Aasmaan Singh,
has been removed from the project.
Karan Johar has refused to comment to the media on this matter.
What could the reason be?
I should've told him the truth.
About the movie and all of it.
Sorry, homey. It's all my fault. 'Cause of me--
No, it isn't.
I'm the one who lied to Papa, so…
Well, man, just don't stress about it.
Your papa's gonna be a lot stronger soon, and we can tell him together,
like brothers.
Don't worry. I got you.
Here, have some tea.
-I'm just kidding! -You ass!
-I finished. -Dick. I'm gonna pour hot tea on you.
-See how you like it. -Do it. I'll drink that tea too.
I love you, my son.
I love you.
We used to sneak cigarettes from our father's pack together.
When he found out,
we got the beating of our lives.
Hmm.
Aasmaan,
I told the people at FilmFirst
that you weren't going to be able to make it.
You should go.
I can't do that.
I'm staying here with you.
Rajat always had one great wish.
To see you hold an award in your hands.
All of us will go. award in your hands.