INCOMING SIGNAL
DARLING
MISSION - SAVE DARLING
LEVEL ONE FIGHT THE GOONS
FIGHT!
LEVEL ONE
PISTOL
MOTORCYCLE
DRONE ALERT PRESS AND HOLD
HOLD = SUPER MOVE SUPER MOVE ACTIVATED
ROCKING!
LEVEL CLEARED
FIND THE JETPACK
JETPACK
UPPER TOLL BOOTH
LEVEL CLEARED
DARLING
VILLAIN
FIGHT!
OH NO!
CAREFUL!
OH, GOD!
DANGER! PRESS AND HOLD
TIME TRAVEL BEGINS
JETPACK
You can check in, but you can't check out.
Shit!
What a game!
Hello, Bantu, where are you?
-I am there. Almost there. -I've been waiting for 30 minutes.
-Almost there. Adi, bro… -Late as usual.
-Hurry up. -Just five more minutes.
-Just two more min-- -Okay, bye!
Attention passengers…
-Go away! Get out! -Please just listen to me.
-No! Get out! -Listen…
No! Just go! Don't show me your face again!
-I will jump. Get out! -Look, Tara…
-listen-- -Get out! No!
Okay, I am going! I am going!
-Go away or I will jump. -Relax!
-I am going. -I will jump!
I wasn't spying on you.
Attention passengers…
-Go! -I am going.
I don't care.
-Go to hell! -You go to hell!
Hey, dumbass! Get back!
Can't you see the train? Step back!
-Where is he? -It's not reachable.
-Adi! -Hey!
-Yes! -Bro.
-Bro, where were you? -Love you, buddy.
-Where were you? -Bantu,
I saw a dream on the train and got inspired.
When I got off, I saw the reality which made me perspire.
What are you talking about?
Let's go now, bro. Or Jenny might expire.
Why will Jenny expire?
She's getting married.
-Yeah. Come, I'll tell you. -Marriage?
Yeah, marriage.
Actually, you should get married, Jenny.
-It's already too late for you. -Shut up!
Right, Bantu?
-Adi, bro. -Yes.
We need to stay away from marriage permanently.
No chance, bro.
Like I am simple, good-looking, and lean.
And I am cheap, smart, and single.
-Super! -Forever and ever and ever and ever!
-Ever and ever and ever. -Okay.
-Take your father's blessings -Take your father's blessings
Hope you find
-Stop it, guys. -A beautiful world
We're at "Teen Bhavan".
But it's just one.
Adi, you're single as well.
Jenny, get the luggage and escort the guest.
I am getting married, you get the luggage.
Hello, Auntie Charu, what's up?
Auntie, it's me, Bantu.
Remember, I took you to the theater last week.
For DDLJ.
Hello, Auntie.
Hi, Auntie.
Who are you?
Adi.
I am Ravi Gunjal's younger brother
who was junior to Uncle Gopi. Adi!
Uncle.
Hi, Uncle.
Adi.
What's this?
My hand!
Sorry.
Was the train late?
-No. -Then?
Nothing.
This "nothing" won't be tolerated around here.
-Yes. -You have to be punctual,
this is not a hotel. It's a house and you're a guest.
-Just like all of us… -Yes, I know!
Brother told me everything.
Told you what?
That Mr. Judge is a strict man.
He calls you Mr. Judge.
Good.
And no late nights.
And definitely no screaming and shouting!
-Except for… -Except for?
-When my wife's singing. -Of course!
Charulata Devi.
The great Indian Classical artist.
Sorry, singer.
Hello! You can't use your cheesy Bollywood lines here.
You don't know him. He's a butcher!
Sorry… Uncle. Mr. Judge, sorry!
Wrong adjective…
The death penalty hasn't been abolished in India yet.
I can't decide whether to throw out the two of you or strangle you.
How about you don't do either, Uncle?
Please spare us as per section 102.
Thank you, sir.
Sir, please forgive this girl as well.
She's getting married.
-Why? -Sir…
didn't Papa tell you, Uncle?
Actually, it's a good thing to get married early.
-You can grow old together. -Yeah.
-This is your room. -Of course.
Okay. Thank you, sir.
-Thank you! -Thank you, Uncle.
Bro, you've no idea what a grouch the boss is.
-I think we should run. -Okay. Come on.
Hey!
You fools, come here.
He doesn't look happy.
Boys, the LA team has rejected all your gaming programs.
I don't have much knowledge about games.
I am an advertising guy.
-Dude, sell it. -The LA team is after me.
-For a new concept. -What?
-The dream you had! Sell it. -Are you mad?
New concepts…
Buddy, the first impression is the last impression.
-Sell it! Come on. -No.
I will make things hell for all of you. Promise.
-Sir, we do have an idea. Come on. -Hey.
-Who is this? -Hi, sir.
I am Adi. First day, first show, first idea.
It better be a good idea otherwise, it will be your last idea.
Okay, sir.
Okay.
So this game is a thriller, and it's called "Mumbai 2.0".
Wow! What a title!
What a title!
Boss is sitting inside a Mumbai local train.
The main villain of our game.
The Boss has two heads.
One head is from the streets of Mumbai, like a local gangster.
And the other is classy and dangerous chugging smoke from his cigar!
Okay?
Boss has a remote, and the Heroine is held captive.
-Bravo! Go on. -Yes, sir. Okay.
Here comes our Hero.
Simple-looking, but deadly fighting.
The hero must use sonic jumps and parkour…
through buildings and slums,
and clear different levels of bomb blasts, car-chase,
bike rides, train rides,
and get to the main villain. Finish him, get the remote,
and save the Heroine.
That's "Mumbai 2.0".
-Wow! Amazing. -Good job.
-Great! -Amazing!
-What an idea! -Good.
How soon can you give it?
Sir, the 3D trailer will take at least four months.
Four months?
-Take five. -You killed it.
Thank you, sir.
Jenny.
Jenny!
I am really scared.
You can be scared all you want later, you can scare him.
Dearly beloved,
we've come together in the presence of God…
to witness and bless the joining together of Henry and Jenifer in holy matrimony.
The union of husband and wife is intended by God.
For the mutual joy, for the health and comfort given to each other
in prosperity and adversity.
Who gives this woman to be married to this man?
She gives herself, Father.
Of course, with the blessings of her mother and father.
In the name of God, do you, Jenifer Rodriguez take him…
-Name? -Henry Pinto…
as your lawfully wedded husband?
Tara.
To have and to hold
from this day forward…
Adi!
For richer and for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
Nice to meet you.
…until death do you apart?
Yes, I do.
…as your lawfully-wedded wife, until death do you apart?
I do.
Jesus Christ, our Lord.
Amen.
Hey.
What did you call me at the station the other day?
Was it darling?
No, what you called me in a fit of rage.
-Mo… -Madam.
I called you "madam".
There's no "F" in madam.
It's hard to realize what you're saying in a fit of rage.
-I see. -Yes.
Are you here as Jenny's guest?
College friend.
She's looking gorgeous and also happy.
Everything feels nice in the beginning.
Love-filled days.
Marriage.
Honeymoon.
Hugs and kisses.
Love.
Lust!
Now please exchange the rings,
as the symbol of your love.
And then?
Then?
Petty quarrels.
Embarrassing your wife in front of your friends.
And fearing your wife at home.
And then come the kids.
Oh, God!
Crybabies.
Pukes.
Shit.
Then?
And then their school admission.
Turning that dumbass into a smart-ass.
And when that smart-ass grows up,
watch him get married.
And go through that same old mess all over again.
-Correct. -Correct.
You may kiss the bride.
-Hey. -Hey.
You seem to know a lot about this department.
Are you married?
No. And I never want to.
-Good! Marriage is for fools. -Correct!
So just girlfriends, right?
Stop hitting me.
Around 15.
Not bad.
And you?
-I am going to Paris. -Hi, guys.
Why?
To study architecture.
Cool.
Thank you. And you?
I am going to the US…
to compete with Zuckerberg.
-Not bad. -Yeah.
-All the best. -Same to you.
-Come on! -Come on.
Hey, Bantu! Come on.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
-Morning.
What are you doing here?
-It's Peru. -Oh.
It's an easy one.
You come late at night and are always in a hurry in the morning.
It was Jenny's wedding party.
Poor thing got hitched.
No partying today, Uncle. I'll come home early today.
What time?
By 5:00 p.m.
Put it back, put it.
Actually by 5:30 p.m.
-Uncle, I'll be back by 6:00 p.m. -Okay.
Be back by 6:00 p.m., alright?
You have to take Charu to Ravindra Natya Mandir.
For a classical music show.
Me?
Your brother wouldn't have asked twice.
I have to head to the BSES office regarding the electricity bill.
They send such absurd bills.
Oh!
Grease their palms and they will never call again.
Do what?
Grease their palms, fill their pockets.
I see, how about I pour a can of oil on their hands, into their pockets?
Your generation cannot do without corruption.
I can still give a verdict.
I will throw you out along with your luggage if you say that again.
Okay, Uncle. Sorry.
Here you are, baby.
Bye.
Bye, Auntie.
Here you go, and you've almost finished the crossword.
-Wow. Isn't that amazing? -Wow!
Come, ma'am. This way, Mrs. Charulata.
-Hello. -Hello, ma'am.
-Greetings, ma'am. -Greetings.
-Greetings, ma'am. -Hello.
-Hello, Mrs. Charulata -Hello.
-This way. -Hello.
-Greetings. -Hello.
-Have a seat. -Hello.
-Auntie, sit and I'll be… -No, no, sit.
Hello.
Can you go to that side? There's another seat.
Thank you.
Hello.
Greetings.
You're a big star, Auntie.
Of course.
BEST
Next stop, Marine drive.
You sing so well. Why don't you do a stage show?
You're unmusical and unmelodious.
Uncultured fellow.
-Get out. Get down. -What happened?
-I said, get down. -What happened?
Get out! Get down!
-Get off the bus! -The bus?
You were sleeping through the show.
Your--
Hello, baby.
-You're back. -Yeah.
How--
-So, how was your show? -Amazing!
-Where are your feet, sir? -Where they should be.
There's food inside. Go and eat.
Hats off.
Roll up my sleeves, please.
Thank you. This one as well.
Keep these there.
Gopi, should I heat up the food?
We already ate, baby.
Look, I even wiped my hands with your dress.
Fine, clean this wok properly.
Alzheimer's, second stage.
She's forgotten a great deal.
But she still remembers some things.
Brother Ravi did tell me about it.
How do you handle all this, Uncle?
Well…
if she calls me Paplu even once a day,
it fills me up with energy for a lifetime.
Paplu!
-Goodnight. -Goodnight.
Come on. Let's take you to the bedroom and sing you a lullaby.
Which one is it? Your favorite lullaby?
Did you open a bank account?
-Yes, brother, I did get one. -Where?
At the Parel Branch.
Keep it aside. I'm busy on the phone.
Did Bantu give you the bike?
Ma'am's geyser isn't working. I came for some hot water.
Yeah, Bantu gave me the bike.
He gave me the bike, the keys, papers, and insurance. Everything.
I mean whatever…
wear your helmet while riding.
Talk to your sister-in-law.
Hurry up, it's a long-distance call.
-Hello. -Quickly.
-Hello. -My phone's dying,
-the battery's low. -Hello.
-Hello?
The number you're trying to call is currently busy.
Sorry!
Hey.
It's me, girlfriend number 16.
I thought it was number ten.
I was just testing your number.
Otherwise, no decent girl calls up a guy at this hour.
We'll know your decency when we meet.
Whose wedding will we meet next?
Jenny's been shipped to America.
Oh! So you're missing me.
No, I was missing Jenny.
So let's meet and miss Jenny together.
Hey.
What happened?
Who's there?
Ghost, spirit, ghoul, witch!
Witch.
Girlfriend number 17?
So when are we meeting?
Tomorrow. Coffee at 3:00 p.m.!
Say yes, of course.
Maybe.
Good.
Maybe not.
Okay.
Okay, bye.
Okay, darling.
-We can see right it here, check it… -Tara.
The number you're trying to call is currently busy.
Busy, my foot! You just hit the jackpot.
Do you know who you're going to work with on the project?
Shah Rukh Khan.
One and only, Balakrishna Doshi.
What?
Really?
Really!
Come. Mr. Baig is calling.
All the best.
Hi, sir.
Would you like to work with Mr. Doshi on a project?
Of course, sir. He's the best.
I see.
But in the interview, you said that I am the best.
You're beyond that.
-Sure. -You're better than the best.
Anyway, Mr. Doshi is also my hero.
You'll have to go to Ahmedabad to work with him.
Thank you, sir.
Congratulations.
I don't like the design.
There's something here.
Hey.
Your coffee's turned to cold coffee.
Oh no.
Where are you?
The coffee shop.
And I'm done pulling my hair and using them as noodles in my coffee…
Oh my! What are you doing?
Do you know what I've become waiting for you?
But you don't think of me as a human.
Since 2:45 p.m., I've been waiting and waiting…
Sorry!
Stay there, I am coming.
I've picked up my bag from the desk.
My keys? I've found my keys.
I have my phone.
My boss is looking at me.
He thinks I'm going out for something urgent.
I just gave him a fake smile and faced Asha.
Avoided her by giving her a cold shoulder.
And after dodging two guys carrying coffee…
My card…
and opening the gates.
I am outside my office.
And I am coming outside my office, walking fast
and you're right in front of me.
-You? -Bless you, lady.
Wow! From desk to door, somewhere you lost the formalities.
You're a funny man.
So, come let's have fun.
What happened?
Okay.
One, two, three.
Come on. One, two…
So all-time favorite video game.
All-time favorite? No chance.
-Definitely not. -Something…
-You tell me. -My favorite is "Mortal Kombat".
I love it.
Tara!
Who is that guy?
Hey.
Isn't that the guy from the train?
Come on.
At least tell me, what happened between you two?
The same that didn't happen.
Marriage.
Marriage? You?
Never.
He was chasing after me to get married.
And you?
Me? I was trying to get rid of him.
By jumping in front of the train?
I was just pretending.
To get him out of my life for good.
And that's where I came in.
What?
Tara?
Sorry.
What's wrong with you?
Listen to me. Please.
She stole the bottle!
So?
So what?
See you tomorrow.
Okay.
Where?
Ahmedabad. Kutch Express.
Hey! When are you coming back?
Don't know.
What are you doing, Paplu?
Tickling you, baby.
Uncle, did you two always talk like this?
"Paplu", "baby"?
Oh, let it go.
The stupidity of the young age.
Tell me, Uncle. How did you meet Auntie?
Well, you see…
I was in my final year of law school,
and she was 20 years old.
And I had a taste for classical music from the beginning.
-But not enough knowledge. -Okay.
Like always.
Yes, always.
And her voice… Oh, God!
-And her beauty. -Like always.
Yes, always! She was always so beautiful.
It so happened that I had a friend who was a doctor,
and he would tag along as well.
The doctor was crazy about Charu.
And one day, he sent a letter to Charu through me.
-Love letter. -Love letter.
And I gave it to her.
She read the letter and smiled.
And when the doctor heard about this, he grew bolder.
He started writing to her more frequently.
-But I never read the letter. -I see.
I didn't know that he never wrote his name at the end of the letter.
So tell me, what would I understand?
You thought the letter was from him.
Of course.
And he was also so good-looking and shy.
Bonjour!
That's it.
One fine day, I asked him to get into my car
and took him to see my father.
Uncle, did her father know you didn't write those letters?
No, not at all.
The doctor had already made one mistake.
I didn't want to make another.
And the doctor, didn't he ask?
That poor love-stricken guy, what could he ask?
Because…
he was a doctor himself.
Never miss the train even if you don't have a ticket.
She really does have a huge crush.
Yes, she does.
You go to his office every Thursday.
It's not what you think it is. Ask her.
Please…
I did see you going there.
All lies.
-What nonsense! -Why would I lie?
What are you doing?
Isn't this train headed to Ahmadabad?
I am going to Ahmadabad.
I haven't been there in a while.
-Be serious. -What? Sightseeing.
I should've known.
Do you do this often?
What? Sightseeing?
No, chasing girls.
Oh! Since childhood.
How many have you chased till now?
I've lost count.
But you said 15.
I think there are none.
I see.
Show me your ticket.
I would've missed my train if I had waited to buy a ticket.
What if you get caught?
So be it.
-Come inside. -Hey!
Stay here.
Everyone else is inside.
So?
They will come to look for me.
Let them.
Okay, let them.
You know architecture is a challenging job.
It's not just a miracle, but it's a challenge.
And I had to do it for Husain.
What was the old man saying?
He was saying architecture is a mission, a commitment.
Don't get influenced by some video gamer and forget your mission.
That's a huge thing to say.
But even the heart has a mission.
One should always keep the heart in check.
Hey!
The idea was…
you cannot describe this.
But you can only wonder with light, space, and color.
And what we call in architecture
"the unmeasurable".
Hey!
What are you drawing? Is it a sketch of me?
I am making a well.
Why?
So you can drown in it.
Oh, but your eyes are perfect for that.
We didn't need such a deep well.
True architecture is magical. It's like magic.
It creates fiction, it creates unexpected spaces.
And it helps to create unexpected dialogues.
It is a generator of passion, love, and romance.
-My papa would often come here. -I see.
Does he still come here?
-Don't know. -If he does, don't get me beaten up.
He wouldn't recognize me either.
Why?
It's been many years since he separated from us.
Daily quarrels…
and then a custody battle.
I was only seven when the court asked me who I would like to live with.
I didn't want to live with anyone.
Then papa left me for good.
That's when I decided I will never get married.
-Isn't it time to get to the station? -Shit!
Come on, hurry up, let's go.
Shit!
What now?
Let's get a room.
The two of us?
Of course.
We won't actually become a married couple if we write so in the register.
MAHARAJA DOSA
"Whatevs" to that!
I still won't sign as Mrs. Adi Gunjal.
Fine, I'll sign as Mr. and Mrs. Tara.
What is it?
Agnihotri.
"Whatevs" to that!
Bro, another piece of bread for me.
Welcome to Majama Lodge.
Mr. and Mrs. Tara Agnihotri.
-Honeymoon! -Yeah.
How are you, sister-in-law?
Tell us your name.
Hello, my name is Sheetal.
And I am definitely not your sister-in-law.
There's just one bed.
It's big enough for us.
-What should I call you? -Sheetal.
Only one blanket.
We can easily fit in it.
My problem is a bit private.
Okay, I hope you don't have a problem discussing it publicly.
-I don't have a problem. -Okay.
I actually live in a joint family, I've been married for three years…
Hey!
There's just one bucket and one mug.
He's always busy either with work or the family…
Will you behave like a good boy?
Will you behave like a good girl?
Maybe.
So…
okay. This effort from me.
Maybe not.
I want some kind of naughtiness back in our relationship.
Some kind of spice.
Naughtiness! I have a superb track for you,
that will tickle you and also your husband.
So this song from Badshah is dedicated to the one and only AR Rehman.
Here's the new track.
So how are you? How're you doing? Hope, you're having fun.
Who is with me next, sister-in-law?
We're here.
Let's go.
-Wait for me, dude. -Okay.
-No tension. -Come on.
You…
You're lost.
Exactly.
Say, this was your best holiday.
This was my best holiday. Am I right?
Liar. You don't mean that.
Be honest.
Honestly?
No. Don't say it.
Okay, darling.
Am I your darling?
Yes, darling.
Can I go?
Say it, "Okay darling, go."
Not okay, darling, don't go.
Don't go.
Grandpa!
-My darling! -Grandpa.
-Don't cancel. Yes. -How are you?
-Fit and fine. -Yes.
-Tara. -I'll just call you back. Yeah.
Shall I? Okay.
Your favorite pickle with extra oil.
Let me say hi to Mom.
-Hi, dear. -Hi, Mom.
Let's go inside and talk.
Tara, this is for you.
Thanks, mom.
Where were you?
I went to Ahmadabad with my office colleagues.
When did you arrive?
But your office colleagues returned yesterday.
And you? Where were you?
I just told you, Ahmadabad.
With whom?
And what were you doing?
Why do you always ask so many questions?
Because you're my only daughter and I worry about you.
If I wasn't your only daughter would you worry any less for me?
Stop this nonsense, Tara.
None of your office colleagues knew where you had been.
And with whom?
I went to Sabarmati with a friend.
And I missed my train.
Why did you go?
To meet Bapu.
I used to call him Papa.
He was your husband.
You know, he often went there.
Are you going to stay in Mumbai for business or go back?
I have to go to work, Mom.
Why didn't you come back with us on the train?
I couldn't make it on time and missed the train.
-Where were you? -And with whom?
Farmer's market.
-Oh. -Why?
-To meet Babu. -So did you meet him?
-Yes, I did. -What was he doing?
Munching peanuts.
-Did you say something? -Yes, he did.
-He said, "Sing for me." -So?
-I did. -What did you sing?
-Do you want to hear? -Please do.
Love, my foot!
Since when did Babu start wearing jeans and a t-shirt?
Oh, God! Ladies, we have some work to do.
A presentation to work on, please.
Okay.
-Adi! -Tara!
Tell your boss that you have a headache. Take the day off and come with me.
Are you mad?
-I couldn't sleep all night. -Me neither.
My hands are still shaking, look.
-Stop it. -Stop what?
Stop this madness.
I can't. What should I do?
Adi!
Is this love?
You won't say that, right?
-I-- -No!
I want ice cream.
Ice cream?
Now?
So…
So?
Should I call Mom tomorrow?
What for?
So she can meet you.
Why me?
So…
our family must be there.
Why our family?
For our engagement, Adi.
What the…
Where are we going?
To your hostel.
Hostel? Why?
I am taking you to your hostel before I'm led astray.
Next station, Dadar.
What if you still do?
Then I will take you in my arms.
Next station, Dadar.
What then?
I won't let go.
Then?
Kiss you really hard.
And after kissing me hard?
I'll keep kissing you.
What then?
What now?
Now you will pull me inside your room.
And?
Close the door!
And after closing the door?
I don't know. Why don't you take over from there?
I will eat you up alive!
I will pull up the curtains,
clinch the rains and hold on to the sky tight.
And hide in your arms.
Do you like me?
But I can't say the same for this hostel room.
Do you like me or this?
Of course this.
This is how much I like you.
Good.
That much is better.
Is it right, what we're doing?
It's a grave sin.
But the only way to atone is to keep doing it.
I didn't get it.
What did you say?
Uncle, can Tara live here as well?
Here? Where?
In my room.
Your room.
She's not some milk carton you can put on the tea table.
And where will you live?
I'll also live on the tea table.
Sorry! In my room.
Oh, so she's Sitara.
Tara, baby, it's Tara.
I see.
Your room?
Together in the same room?
Together in the same room.
Yes.
Did you two get married?
-We don't want to get married! -We don't want to.
So you two are "Mangliks".
Then you can definitely marry each other.
There's a big problem, Auntie.
What do you want to say?
Uncle, I am going to Paris to become an architect.
He's going to America, to become a millionaire.
And until he becomes a millionaire?
We want to live together until then.
I see. It's one of those… live-in relationships.
-Is it wrong, Auntie? -Absolutely wrong!
Paplu is too old-fashioned.
He signals with his hand even after turning on the indicator.
Look, this is absolutely wrong
-and it's heading in the wrong direction. -Uncle.
-I won't allow this in my house. -Listen to me.
-Sorry.
Uncle. Tara and I are friends.
We like each other.
Would it look good if we met outside in a hotel or other shady places?
Or live here decently, with your permission and blessings.
Did you take your brother's blessings?
He will kill me.
I see, and will I spare you?
Auntie doesn't keep well
and you take care of her alone.
We can help you.
Even Auntie won't feel bored.
Look, this is my final decision.
And I am saying this on Charu's behalf as well.
-This is my final decision. -Uncle.
There's no room for argument now.
Don't be unreasonable, Uncle.
Great.
This is our garden.
And our room is on the first floor, check it out.
And that's Uncle and Auntie's room, with a sea view.
The car's here, these are the flowers.
Hi, Auntie.
Auntie, this is Bittu and Chiku.
-And that's Ayesha. -Hi, Auntie.
Hello, Auntie.
You…
That's Bantu. He took you to the theater.
Auntie, where's Uncle?
-Hi, Uncle. -Hi.
-Sister-in-law. -Whose sister-in-law?
-Hello. -Hello, sister-in-law. Greetings.
-How are you? -Absolutely fine, sister-in-law.
-Okay. What's going on? -What else will I do in the morning?
I can hear some strange noises.
No, I was drinking tea. It's hot.
-I see. -Tell her the truth.
-Yes. How is my brother? -Yeah, he's fine.
-And Tia? -Tia is fine as well.
-Who is Tia? -Here, talk to your brother.
-Hello. -Hello, Adi.
Yes, brother. Yeah, greetings.
-Listen. -I am listening.
Please give directions to your place to this taxi driver.
Address? Taxi driver? Why?
So that we can get there.
-Where are you? -On the way.
Mumbai?
-We're coming to meet you. -Shit, Mumbai!
Coming here?
-Talk to him. -Yeah.
Driver!
-Yeah, do you understand Marathi? -I am from UP.
Oh, you're from UP as well.
Look, do you know Malabar Hills, Hanging Gardens?
-Malabar Hills. -I am here.
You're at Hanging Garden.
-We're dead, it's the end. -Who's dead?
We are, who else?
I am not dead.
Would you like me to make some arrangements for you?
Get up, Tara. Please get up.
My brother's in Mumbai for a day, with the entire family
to give me a surprise. Get up!
Stupid! Why did you give him the right directions?
You could've misled him. I could've slept a little longer.
-Brother's here. -So what now?
What now?
Where will you go?
Me? Nowhere.
Nowhere?
What will we do when my brother and sister-in-law come here?
I'll say, "Greetings, I am Tara.
And I am living with Adi!"
Adi! Tara, have you lost it?
Please try to understand the situation and get up.
-Hello. -Greetings, sister-in-law.
How many times are you going to greet her?
-Shut up! Yes? -Listen.
-We are here. -How far have you reached?
-We're at the gate. -At the gate?
Yes. I am coming, bye.
My dear. Dear bubbly.
-My sweetheart, my baby. -Sweetheart?
Okay, darling, listen. Help me out. Or we'll be in big trouble. Please.
We're dead.
This witch isn't getting up.
Maria!
-I'll get that. -Okay.
-Hello, sir. -Hi.
Hi.
-How are you, langur? -Very good, sister-in-law.
Fit and fine.
-So, big man. -Yeah.
-All set to conquer America. -Yeah, Brother!
Tia! You've grown so tall in ten days.
Shall I make coffee for everyone?
Let us come in first and meet Mr. Judge.
Hello, Mrs. Charulata.
How are you?
Mr. Judge must be out playing cricket.
Who are they, Adi?
This is my brother.
He was junior to Uncle Gopi, he lived with you in Lucknow.
-And this is my sister-in-law and Tia. -I see.
Where is Paplu?
I think he's out playing cricket.
Paplu?
Uncle Gopi. That's what she calls him.
Just like you call brother, Dabbu.
What nonsense!
Oh.
Where do you stay?
Me? I stay right here.
His room is upstairs.
Oh, thank you.
-Let's go upstairs. -Thank you.
-Show me your room. Quickly! -Now, sister-in-law.
-We'll see it right now. -It's a complete mess.
It's okay, I am here to clean up your mess.
-Come on. -Sister-in-law.
-Wait, sister-in-law. -What happened?
-I've changed. -Very good.
-Is this your room? -No.
Okay. Is this?
Sister-in-law, there's someone in my life.
What? Let me see.
Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law!
That was close!
Sister-in-law.
You really have changed, Adi.
As I said, my life has changed.
I can see that.
Hello, baby.
-Who are you? -I am Tia.
Tia! Be seated.
No need for formalities, baldy.
Gunjal, sir.
-It's a huge house. -Yeah.
-How far is your office? -Takes me 30 minutes to get there.
-Nice, and how do you go? -Bantu's bike.
-Okay. -I take the bus or train.
Sometimes, by Uncle's car.
Bye.
-What brings you to Mumbai? -To meet a client.
-Okay. -Hello, sir.
Hello, dear.
And when are you leaving?
We're going back today evening, sir.
-We'll stay longer next time. -Of course.
We'll stay in Adi's room.
Yes. You can stay in Adi's room.
Hey!
What are you doing?
What?
Shoot this fellow.
Take left. Left!
Keep going. Yeah.
Left. Now, go down.
-Okay, shoot him. -Was he always like this?
-Right from the womb, sir. -Now, go down.
Shoot this guy. Well done, keep going.
-We got him, Boss. -Now, wait.
Get him.
Well done.
Okay, wait.
Kick him.
Keep going. Go left, yeah.
Yes, keep going.
Lovely. Okay, go up.
Papa!
You are dead.
Game over.
Tara.
You are dead!
Come in.
Look.
Tara, meet the Gunjals.
Hi, Tara, come in.
Gunjals, this is Tara.
Hi.
-Tara. -Tara. Uncle Gopi's fraternal niece.
Sir, your fraternal niece?
-Well… -Paplu, since when do you have one?
-Sorry, sororal niece. -Sororal niece.
-Niece. -Sororal niece
Nice… niece.
I left my drawings here, so…
Yes, of course.
I've seen this nice niece somewhere.
Sororal niece.
What niece?
Try wearing a cap.
You won't lose your hair or your memory.
-Last life left. -Thank you.
Baldy, you have one more life left.
Thank you.
Come.
Hi.
Whose room is this?
Adi's.
Adi's?
Where do you stay?
You see, Adi's brother is naive, not me.
I can clearly figure out what's going on here.
-Are you two married? -No.
But you intend to?
Right now, our focus is our careers.
So you two aren't married and yet you live here together.
I don't want to interfere in your life.
But you see when two people in love live together,
they get used to each other.
And when the time comes to part ways, you can't get over the habit or love.
And let's assume that you two have to part ways
for the sake of your careers.
What will you choose? Habit or love?
Think about it.
And this… is yours.
Bye.
Sweetie!
Tara-Tara-Tara-Tara-Tara!
People tend to get cheated a lot
Your sister-in-law knows What goes in the room
Don't scare me, you know my heart's weak
Your sister-in-law must have told Brother everything
Tara-Tara-Tara-Tara-Tara!
You're crazy, showing up in front of my entire family.
You didn't answer my phone either.
But where are we going?
You said you'll follow me to hell.
So why ask questions now?
Fine, but do you have the address?
Tara! It's a gynecology clinic.
What a genius you are!
-Hi. -Hi.
Please wait there.
Okay.
Is this some kind of test report? For Auntie Charu?
Shut up!
Tara!
Everyone here looks pregnant.
They don't just look pregnant, they are.
Tara.
These test reports you brought in…
Is it what I think it is?
How do I know what you're thinking?
These are your test reports, and not Auntie's.
Tara, are you pregnant?
How can I be sure without seeing the test results, Adi?
And what if the reports are positive?
Maybe.
The earth under my feet is shaking.
It's not the earth, your legs are shaking.
Tara, we used protection, right?
Excuse me, ma'am. Dr. Sheriyar wants to see you.
Tara, wait a minute.
Tara, wait…
-Hi. -Hi.
-First child? -Don't know.
Yes.
No wonder you look so nervous.
When my husband brought me here for the first time,
he said that the ground below was shaking.
I am sure his legs were shaking, not the earth.
It happens.
Listen, bring your wife here every month for a checkup.
It's very important.
Look at my husband. Never takes time off his work.
So I come here on my own. Alone.
But you must come with her, okay?
You know, it's such a nice feeling.
The little movements inside the stomach.
Feels so nice.
-My mind runs astray. -Adi.
-Let's go. -Yes.
Okay.
-Dry mango? -No, thank you.
-Bye, all the best. -Bye.
Tara.
What happened? Tell me something.
Positive? Negative? Tell me something.
Any movements inside your stomach?
Read it yourself.
Tara.
-Yeah? -What's this? Looks like some drawings.
Yeah, it's the floor plan of the clinic.
Our company is renovating the place.
Come on!
You're…
Come on!
You looked so cute when you were scared!
-Very cute. -Tara, what is this?
Come here.
What is this?
Suri.
-Yes, sir. -What are you doing?
Your train's jumping around.
Sir, what weapon should I give him?
Give him a big gun, you wouldn't want to give him a slingshot!
-Sir, how about a bazooka? -Now we're talking.
-Well done. -Thank you, sir.
Sir, the LA producers just called.
Tell them to take a flying jump at a rolling donut.
-…towards us, man. -What are you guys up to?
-Hello, sir. -Hey.
What's going on?
Wow! Who's that guy?
-It's the main villain, dude. -Villain?
-I've seen him somewhere before. -Really?
-Yes. -It's you.
Me?
-Villain? With two heads. -Yes.
Nice!
What's happening? Hey.
-Jump! -Hold on.
-Jump, go up. -Left.
Go under him. Right!
-Kill him. -Go on.
-Nice. -Boss, you're amazing.
-Listen. -Yes?
-Your game's awesome. -Thank you, sir.
-Immediately, ship to LA. -Immediately?
-Immediately! -Done, sir. We are ready.
Tara!
You didn't sleep all night?
Either, you're very happy or very sad?
People often lose their sleep in these two conditions.
It's both.
I just got an email from Paris.
My admission is approved.
Wow! So I get why you're happy.
But, why the tears?
Feels like, I am leaving something behind.
Does Adi know?
No!
Tell me something.
What's more important for you?
Your career or Adi?
Six months ago, I would've said career.
But now…
Tara-Tara-Tara!
Tara.
Why are you packing our clothes?
Just mine, not yours.
Tara?
What's wrong?
I am leaving.
But why?
Hello.
It's over!
Tara, what happened?
Only for two days.
Shit, man!
You witch.
You're such a drama queen.
It's not my fault that you always fall for it.
Thank God, I thought you found out about Anjali and Zoya,
-and you're leaving me. -Shut up!
Shut up!
Who are you going with?
Mr. Doshi.
I don't like this Mr. Doshi, you know.
What is your problem with an 80-year-old man?
Old men like him are usually perverts.
Come here.
Stay for a while.
I am gonna be late.
What? You're not allowed to go.
Not allowed.
-Look, we already made it clear. -What?
No asserting rights.
I see!
Save it for your wife.
Wife? No, thank you.
Fine, go.
Bye, Tara. Hi, Anjali.
Yes, Anjali. What's the plan?
Bye, darling. Have fun.
Darling! My foot!
Wait.
Adi!
Darling!
Where are you?
Adi!
-Hi, guys. -Hello, dear.
Where's Adi? His phone is switched off as well.
Didn't Adi go with you?
He's sleeping in his room.
I am really scared of this boy.
-He wants perfection in everything. -With what?
His game is based on the underworld.
He goes to really dangerous places for research.
I am really scared, man.
Still can't get through to him.
The number you have dialed…
Attention, please.
Please report any suspicious person or object immediately
to the Railway Authorities.
-Thanks. -Welcome.
Look, Adi will come back sooner or later.
But don't chase him around like a wife.
I am not chasing him.
But he should at least tell me. He can't disappear like that.
-Adi? -Hello.
-Are you at work? -Where are you?
I am waiting for you.
Just come out of your office.
-Hello? -Just wait there, I am coming.
-Where are you? -Just keep walking straight.
You sound so sexy with that angry voice!
Just let me get my hands on you. I will shoot you.
How about a sword instead?
You'll need a license to shoot me.
Where were you?
Why did you call me here?
It's an expensive restaurant.
I thought, maybe you won't make a scene here.
Answer me.
Would you like to eat?
I want to eat you.
No possible. Today is Tuesday.
You don't eat meat on Tuesdays.
Why don't you just tell me where you were?
Don't you care about what I've been through in the last two days?
Don't you think it's your responsibility to tell me where you were?
Remember, your last words before you left.
No asserting rights!
-So this is your revenge? -No.
You could've kept your phone on.
How could I? I was in Kanpur.
Mom?
Yes. Why else would I go there?
Did you go there on your own?
I had no plans of going there.
Look, I am a middle-class guy.
So when your private plane came to pick me up, I obliged.
You weren't here either.
So I thought I'd do some sightseeing in Kanpur.
What did she say?
She wanted to know why I have been chasing you around.
She already knew who and what I am.
Then?
Then I told her.
"Tara showed me stars in daylight."
Then?
Then she asked, "What made you move in with me"?
What did you say?
I said, "I don't know, I'll go ask her.", and left.
So what did you see in me, Tara?
Hey, that's Vodka.
-Excuse me, sir. Your check. -Tara.
Oh, man! Tara.
Tara, listen to me.
Don't talk to me!
What else should I do?
I can't divorce you, because I have no right over you.
Divorce! Don't show me your face for two days.
Just two days?
Come here.
First selfie of our first fight.
-I am uploading this. -Hurry up.
Come on. There are seats in the back.
Taxi.
Let's go quickly.
Tara.
-Stop! -Hey, do you have a death wish?
-Follow that car, please. -Why?
-Love? -Follow her.
Stop.
Ma'am, my fare?
-Take it from the guy in the blue t-shirt. -Thank you.
-Bye. Best of luck. -Sir.
-What? -My fare.
-Come on. -Where?
-Right there. -Who? The Big Guy!
We're not on good terms these days.
Come on, make an offering.
I prayed for your safe return.
Auntie Charu!
-Adi. -Auntie Charu!
-I… -What are you doing here?
Auntie Charu!
I…
Get up, come on.
Come on.
I had lost my way.
Where were you going?
I forgot.
-Come. -Come, let's go home.
It's the next stage of Alzheimer's.
-What did the doctor say? -The doctor said,
"You're in much better condition than before."
Don't lie to me, Paplu.
I can hear noises in my head all day.
I keep forgetting everything.
People, places, everything.
Even my music seems to be leaving me.
No, that's not possible.
Fine, so what did the doctor say while giving you the medicines?
I am losing my memory, not my mind.
The doctor asked me to take medicines after reaching home.
Right.
Paplu…
what if I forget you someday?
What will you do?
What's going on, Mom?
-Hello. -Hello. Who do you want to meet?
Ravi Gunjal.
I… I am Ravi Gunjal.
I see. Sit. I am Tara's mom.
Sit.
-Idiot! -Yes, brother!
Why do you always create problems for me?
-Good evening, guys. -What did I do now?
Well, there's one right here now.
Take a look.
No.
What is all this?
This isn't much.
Who is she? Do you know her?
Yes, Brother. She is Tara's mom.
And who is Tara?
Her daughter.
I will slap you out cold.
I mean, Uncle Gopi's niece.
She's living with him.
No, she's not, she lives with you.
In your room.
And her mother is sitting in our living room.
Does Gopi know?
She lives here with Uncle Gopi's consent.
She is his niece.
Gopi's lost his mind.
He doesn't know anything.
Bloody Ravi Gunjal, if I've lost my mind
why is there hair growing on your head?
That baldy's got hair?
Sir, I didn't know you were there. Would you like some sweets?
-Did you forget the thrashing in Lucknow? -Sorry, sir.
Would you like some more?
No, sir. Tara's mom is here.
What do I do? Tell me.
You fool, you should be thankful that they came to you.
Sir, she's here with a marriage proposal. She is talking about marriage.
You won't find another girl like her.
Get lost.
-Did you show this to the lawyer? -Yes, ma'am.
I've shown it to the lawyer, but they are not agreeing to it.
I am a little busy, Tara, shall I call you back?
No, Mom, I want to talk right now. Don't hang up.
Driver, stop the car, please.
Please excuse me. Follow me in the next car.
Yes. Sure, ma'am.
-Go ahead, Tara. -Why are you interfering in my life, Mom?
Manners!
Who told you to propose my marriage?
Who's going to tell me?
Are you going to tell me or am I going to tell you to get married?
You live with a complete stranger all alone.
Who else is going to understand?
He's not a stranger.
So why don't you marry him?
Marriage is not my priority.
-You might have been a burden… -Manners.
Maybe you were a burden on your family, but not me.
I can look after myself.
I see. Did you grow up on your own?
That's the most I could've done for you as your mother.
I proposed marriage on your behalf to the guy you like.
I asked for his family's consent for you.
Has any mother ever done that?
No mother has ever done what you've done either.
Making the police spy on me.
I was not spying on you, Tara!
-Come on, stop it. -You shut up!
Don't forget your manners, Tara!
No, Mom.
-I wasn't telling you… -Manners!
Ticket. Yes, ma'am?
You're so angry, Tara.
Stop it now. Enough!
Come on, I want to show you something. Come on.
Come on, Hey!
Hey!
Come on.
Tara.
Listen… this is it now, the final verdict.
So stop fuming and start praying.
For me, please.
Okay.
Eyes closed.
Where are these guys?
I don't know, sir.
-Sorry! -There they are.
-Hi. -Here.
-Adi. -Okay, rolling.
That's it!
Yes! Superb!
Amazing, man.
Sexy!
Yes, superb!
Number one.
-Adi. -2.0!
Three cheers for Adi.
-Hip-hip-hooray! -Hooray!
Hip-hip-hooray!
Dude, you've done it.
-Those LA team loves your game. -Yes.
They immediately sent your ticket, visa, and everything.
-Oh, sir. -And in ten days, you're out of here.
-Sir, ten days! -Shipped.
Sir…
Adi, bro!
Come, let's go.
-Let's party. Time to open up the bottles. -Drinks!
Party!
-Jenny, welcome back. -Thank you.
Cheers.
Yes, I love this song.
Tara, come. Please.
Adi is going, Tara.
-Thank you. -Tara, please.
-My heart's really depressed, Jenny. -Why?
-Scared to go to America? -No.
Scared of leaving her.
Tara!
My biggest mistake.
Shall I tell her?
I will strangle you.
I must leave this beautiful world, just to go to America!
Cheers, Jenny.
Stop here, please.
What happened?
What's wrong, Tara?
-How much? -Sir, 150 rupees.
Here, thank you.
When are you going to America?
Will you come along?
Only to see you off.
Better to part ways right here.
It'll be much more complicated later.
Will you go to Paris with me?
Tell me something. Why are we scaring each other
about parting ways?
Because we are scared.
It's time to part ways.
Adi.
The last six months…
Time just flew by.
The best days of my life.
Mine as well.
Just ten more days.
And then, you'll be off to Paris and I will be in the US.
We will move on in our lives.
Maybe you will find someone.
Maybe you will find someone!
So, just ten days!
Tara, promise me.
The next ten days, no fights or quarrels.
No emotional talk, no arguments.
No drama.
Okay.
No crying, no sleeping.
Okay.
Only party, lots of fun.
Let's live an entire lifetime in these ten days.
-Okay. -Okay.
-Okay, darling!
What if this was our home?
All the rooms would be bedrooms.
And a fierce dog.
Shishupal.
Shishupal?
Shishupal!
And kids?
We'll adopt a boy for just one day.
And we'll call him Shishupal.
-What if it's a girl? -Still Shishupal.
Yeah, baby.
Come on.
What will you do in America?
Go to a strip club.
Shut up.
Ask me what I'll do in Paris.
What will you do?
Don't know.
Maybe waste my time thinking about what you're doing.
But you'll be at the strip club.
Ticktock.
Time's slipping away.
Say, "Don't cry, Tara."
Say it!
Don't cry, darling.
Okay, darling.
Here! Come.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
Hey!
Manager, come here.
Say something.
I am drunk. I'll tell the truth.
So do it.
What do you really want now?
Right now, I want a tender, hot…
eggs on toast.
Me too.
Take that chain off.
Why?
Take it off or I'll snatch it.
So how many days is that worth?
Tara!
You want me to keep it with me so that I always miss you.
No. I want to keep that with me always,
so I can smile when I think of you.
Okay.
I wonder what the kids do out there until midnight.
What kids?
We don't have kids.
You do have one. Paplu.
-And dinner? -We already ate.
Now we'll eat tomorrow with the kids.
On our golden wedding anniversary.
That's what I've been doing.
Show off.
Why is the door open?
Happy anniversary, guys!
Adi.
Is the gas on? Take a look.
Uncle Gopi.
Auntie Charu.
-It was on, right? -Yes.
-Where… -Let's check upstairs.
Uncle.
I'm calling Uncle Gopi.
Auntie Charu.
His phone's right here.
Something's wrong.
Hemu.
Give me the car keys.
Where are Uncle and Auntie?
I was coming over to give the keys
when I learned that ma'am walked out.
It's been over 30 minutes.
And sir is already out looking for her.
-Here's the key. -This is Uncle's phone.
-Call me if you find out anything. -Okay.
Come on.
-Be careful. -Yeah.
Let's go.
-Stop! -What?
Auntie Charu.
That's not her.
It's completely our fault.
We should've convinced Uncle to hire a nurse.
Auntie was always clear about that.
Only Uncle Gopi will take care of her.
Of course, she will say that.
Will Uncle listen to you or Auntie Charu?
Which way should we go now?
Wait, I'll go take a look.
On the temple road.
-Adi, stop. -Keep seated, I'll go take a look.
Don't yell at me.
Don't turn off the engine and don't go anywhere.
Auntie Charu!
She isn't there.
Shit!
Don't you see the no parking sign?
-Why park your car here? -Sir, my wife's missing.
What do I do? Come on, show me your license.
-Let me go, sir. -Come on…
-Get out, now. -I am going!
It's locked.
Where were you?
I was checking in the market.
I told you to stay in the car!
Why? Only you can go look for Auntie Charu, not me?
What if she was in the market?
Couldn't you wait for me?
You left the car there and a cop showed up.
You can't handle a cop, but you can yell at me.
Take a left here up ahead on the hospital road.
It's a one-way, we'll get in trouble.
-Then go around. -I am trying to.
Stop bothering me.
If you're so fed up, why don't you just leave me?
I am leaving you for good! I'm going to America.
Isn't that what you want?
Adi, Uncle Gopi!
What is this? Do you want to die?
Tara!
-Uncle Gopi! -Are you crazy?
-Do you have a death wish? -Hey!
-Handle your wife. -Wait there! I'll handle you.
Handle your wife!
-Come on, you rascal. -Can't she see?
Where are you going?
Uncle Gopi!
Uncle Gopi.
Sorry.
Come on.
You can't just jump out of a moving car.
Should I also jump in front of a car?
What did you see?
That man looked just like Uncle Gopi!
What if he had hit you?
But he didn't.
What if he had? What then?
If you care so much for me, why are you yelling?
I am not yelling!
Poor Uncle Gopi.
No one can be as caring as him.
That's not true.
You think only Uncle can care for Auntie.
No one else can do the same.
Are you talking about yourself?
What if I end up like Auntie?
Will you look after me?
Yes, I will.
If I get lost…
will you come looking for me?
I will.
You can go to Paris or anywhere. Just marry me before you do.
Auntie Charu!
Tara!
Come on.
Auntie Charu!
-Auntie Charu, are you okay? -Where's Paplu?
-Paplu? -Paplu's at home.
-He's at home.
Let's go home.
-Come, let's go home. -Come on.
Auntie Charu, let's go home.
Paplu.
Come, inside.
Thank God, I found you, Paplu, or you would've been lost.
Then what about me?
I am very sorry, baby. Very sorry.
It won't happen again.
You said something in the car.
It was true.
The last six months were the best days of our lives.
Imagine what our entire life can be.
You can go anywhere you like, just marry me before you do.
We'll figure out the rest.
Marriage?
Okay.
Marriage is for fools.
So let's be foolish.
Okay, darling?
Okay, darling.
ARRIVAL rling.