Turn up the AC.
You mean turn it down.
Fine, turn it down. It's so stuffy.
Stop pretending and use the remote.
Where is it?
Can't find it. Go back to sleep, will you?
Such a lazy bone.
If you guys are done romancing, can we get some sleep?
Who is stopping you? Sleep.
The temperature outside is 24,
and the Mishra family's AC is running on 26.
Mummy, if the temperature really affected the electricity bill,
then every middle-class family would have an AC in their homes.
I've a job to go to and they need rest.
Can't tell this man's legs from his head.
He's stinking. I can't sleep here, man.
Why can't you sell this?
You were supposed to sell these the most.
Brother Annu, the medical shop owners claim,
this dries up your shit.
-Why did you take it? -Not me, his customers.
They even have complaints. Like indigestion.
They want pills that ease their job all the way from top to bottom.
So the customers don't ask for Decoden.
I was getting the same complaint.
They said loose motion pills are seasonal. Won't sell.
I've told you several times to talk properly.
IF you guys...
Bro, will you look after my slippers for a while?
Am I sitting here to look after your slippers?
Get lost.
Don't go that way. You're breaking the circle.
It's a temple, go around.
Look, don't increase dependency on the Decoden.
We don't get any margins.
We've to sell this.
If you don't increase your targets,
then you won't get your commission, and I won't get my first salary.
And if I don't get my first salary,
then I'll never be able to buy the suspension shoes.
And don't forget the dinner out plan.
Chicken Lababdaar. Godzilla Super Strong.
We'll have little pegs. Won't that be fun?
Cheers!
-Ever seen a hippopotamus? -No.
You?
Sleeps all day in the water.
Wants someone to stuff his mouth with food.
So he doesn't have to move.
You're the hippopotamus in my life.
Don't laugh.
If you don't complete this week's target,
then you can forget all about dinner. Godzilla strong and all.
You were supposed to sell syringes.
I tried.
The medical owner said they look weak.
He tried it on me. Barely survived.
You won't believe me, but...
He just poked the needle in my arm and it was all bloody.
-Show me... -It's painful. Are you dumb?
Now see...
I had a hard timing talking about your commission with Shakuntala.
I am on the payroll.
I'll drag a few months if I don't complete the target.
The hospital guys will throw you three out.
How can they just throw me out?
I've told my family that I got a job.
Even I told my girlfriend.
Even I told my family, brother.
Listen to me. Here's my strategy.
Lure the medical store owners with chowmein and cold drink.
Manchurian with cabbage garnished on top.
Send cosmetic kits and makeup kits for their wives in advance.
Buy toffees, chocolates, and that...
-Poppins... -Poppins.
I'll deal with the doctor.
From Thailand to Bangkok, we'll send them wherever they want.
But Thailand and Bangkok are the same places.
Thailand is the state and Bangkok is the capital.
Thailand is a country.
It's not a country, it's an island. For massage...
Stop testing my geography.
Just do as I'm saying.
Offer them anything they want.
Keep calling them over and over again.
Between need and want is greed.
-Greed means... -Greed means...
-I explained this to them.Tell him. -You tell him.
Greed.
The best salesman is one who can sell greed.
History stands witness.
One who sells greed also rules.
-So repeat after me. -What is it?
-Wolf of Wall Street. -What is that?
-Wolf of Wall and street. -What's that?
Get lost. Go sell medicines.
And don't dress like a joker. Dress in formals.
You are MR.
You've a diffrent attitude.
-You should dress decently. -It's all written in it.
Mister, can you look after my shoes.
Why you...
-We will. -Thank you.
Wonderful. Amazing.
First, you yelled at him. Now you're willing to guard it.
This is what I want?
-Who? -Look here.
Suspension shoes. Do you know how much they are worth?
Yes... beyond your reach.
For you, not me.
They are worth 7000 rupees.
This is what I'm going to buy with my first salary.
Okay, fine. But it's getting late now. Can we go now?
Move aside. Give me some too.
Let me get a good look.
Please help yourself.
You didn't even touch the sweetmeat.
Made with less clarified butter,
so that it doesn't stick in the mouth.
I just got new pair of dentures, Mr. Mishra.
They are brand new and pointed as well.
Now I can stick my tongue out,
and wipe off all the clarified butter from the teeth.
I see.
You have some too.
By the way, I won't lie to you Mr. Agyani.
The boy's made my job difficult by scoring good marks.
I can't decide which school to enrol him in.
Why choose a new one when the old one turned out to be lucky.
This school has helped you rise from the depths of embarrassment,
and soar in the skies of respect.
How can that be changed?
But change is necessary, sir.
Yes, change is necessary.
Just like your hairstyle has changed.
How are they looking, sir?
Like... Gulshan Grover's wearing a wig.
Even you noticed my hairstyle, sir.
Notice!
You're hot news... all over.
This is exactly what makes me sick, sir.
He's scored more than I imagined. See...
He's grown wings.
Mr. Mishra, our school's at the top in this city.
And even the worst bad men change in my company.
-Top school is also charging a top fee. -I see...
It's not for aspirants like Aman.
Principal madam has granted a 20% discount on his enrolment fee.
And look here...
Bal Gopal Chhatra Vitti Yojna. (Scholarship scheme)
She has also mentioned this.
We don't know if this will be enough.
Believe me, it will be enough.
What choice do you have?
We'll find more choices if we look for it, sir.
And since I'm a topper now I can enrol in any school.
Since you're a topper from my school,
you'll continue studying in my school.
-Why? -You ask too many questions.
But asking questions is a good thing.
You asked a question and I gave an answer.
When you misbehaved, I gave you a slap.
When you cried in the dark, I consoled.
And this is how you repay me.
This alliteration seems like decking.
No, it's not an alliteration, it's pun.
Because it's repeats four times.
Good one.
But what subjects will he choose, sir?
He's got several options.
Maths and bio.
How can I choose both?
I barely managed to top in one subject.
You didn't top the subject, you topped the class.
Sir, won't it be too much pressure on him?
He's an aspiring student. He'll handle it.
Let's give it another thought.
I've already thought about it. Now you decide.
My stomach's acting up.
He gets loose motions when he's restless.
Fine, Mr. Mishra.
You choose the subject, we'll decide the fee.
And we all win.
I got to go.
'The same old tune, same old song.'
'Same old soap, same old suds.'
'Run, run, run to make money.'
'Run to save money.'
'So as always middle class has decided,'
'that change is not always inevitable.'
'Well... come back.'
'To a world where Mr. Mishra has calmly accepted his problems.'
'Oldest son Annu's set out to start a revolution in a tie.'
'Younger son Aman's demands are growing like eucalyptus.'
'And like always, in the end, comes mom.'
'With new taunts and old things'
'And my good name is Gullak.'
'No, no, not to confuse with a piggy bank.'
'He's made of plastic and I'm made from soil.'
'I pick stories from the same soil and bring them for you.'
"At times plays. At times mischief."
"Be it crooked or simple."
"A little rigid. A little entangled."
"But we grabbed it all the same."
"A little moist. A little dry."
"At times happy. At times sad."
"It dissolves like cardamom."
"It strikes the cord of the heart."
"Life was a piggy bank of memories."
"Life was a piggy bank."
Earlier he used to loiter around, now he's chewing tobacco.
So what?
Even I used to have tobacco in my younger days.
No wonder you grew old before time.
What rubbish.
We've a young son at home.
I am 17 now.
-So? -So one more year to go before I turn young.
Looking at your hair I can tell you're growing old before time.
Forget his hair and check your pockets.
It's what I am doing.
I'll have to arrange for the money.
The scholarship isn't much of a help.
Why can't we change school, father?
A new building, with new paint.
It will even smell better.
Maybe the fee will be lower.
Nanku, make me a fresh cup of tea.
There he comes. Mummy, see what he wants.
Listen, young prince.
You may be a topper at school but this is your home.
Go and make tea.
Mummy.
He brings pills home instead of fritters.
Why doesn't even he ever bring some sweets?
He's earning now.
Money doesn't increase if you keep looking at the passbook.
And you won't get ugly if you talk straight.
I've always done my job.
Have I ever said no?
But you're always taunting me.
Fine.
Then you'll manage this as well.
These days you've been treating me like Aruna Irani.
I'm only worried about my children.
Yeah, right.
Because you received them as a boon.
I had no contribution.
You do it then.
What do you want to eat?
Poison.
Shall I make chicken?
Why?
Are you in love with me again?
A man should stay within his limits and senses.
I'll talk about senses
when I'm back on earth again.
How about a drink to go with the chicken?
Are you making it?
'Lucky calling?'
Yes, Lucky.
'Annu, I'm getting my size.'
'What's your shoe size?'
I've kicked you so many times. Don't you know my shoe size?
-It's number 11. -'Wait a minute'.
'They said they will get it by end of the month.'
Fine, I'll buy it at the end of the month.
Is it the one with suspension worth 7000 rupees?
I don't want any of the local brands.
I've been wearing Old Star all my young age.
I'll only buy branded shoes with my money.
Check other shops.
Fine, send it over.
Go on. The other shoe store is only two blocks away.
Parcel for you.
It's a courier.
It's for Annu. Son of Santosh Mishra.
Shanti.
Look...
the boy's got a new bank account.
Do you get it?
Let's talk to him once.
-About what? -About money.
You talk to him. I won't.
And anyway, he hasn't received his salary yet.
But he will.
We don't know how much.
That's right.
I'll buy it immediately after my first salary.
It won't affect your party.
Yeah.
What?
Are you stupid, Lucky?
You're not at the market to bargain.
I want to spend my first salary.
Feel what splurging money feels like.
Let's talk to him once.
He listens to you. He agrees with you.
If you listened to me we wouldn't be buttering him.
What's buttering about this?
-What's are you two conspiring? -Nothing.
My hero, my Bobby Deol, come here.
Aman, how much longer for the tea?
Two minutes.
When did my chequebook and debit card arrive?
Just now.
And Byomkesh Bakshi here opened it up as well.
I've told you several times don't touch my things.
Yes, even I told her that.
But she said even if it's his parcel he's my son.
Wait.
-Leave that. Look at this... -Look at what.
See here... maintenance fee 4000 rupees.
What for?
Aman's school.
It's the fee structure
I guess they are charging you for the entire school.
They would settle for nothing less than a kidney to paint the school building.
Show me.
Teacher empowerment fee 1000 rupees.
Now they will empower teachers with our money.
I'm paying for education and also to get screwed.
-Tea. -Have it.
The bigger cup was for papa.
-I see. -Fine, fine.
They are robbing us, Annu.
Outreach 3000 rupees.
-Where are they reaching? -I don't know.
And gaming fee 1500 rupees.
They must have added this since PUBG shut down.
6000 rupees miscellaneous.
-Muscelenus. -Meslesneus.
-It's miscellaneous. -Meaning?
Meaning there's no account of this money.
Is this school or the Parliament?
Passing a bill whenever they like to screw the common man.
And look building fund 4000 rupees.
I pay the fee, empower the teachers,
And...
-Miscellaneous... -I pay for that too.
-What will they do? -What do you want to do?
-I say let's change school. -Then change it.
Let's put him in Bittu uncle's school.
Bittu's opened a school.
-You don't know. -No.
She wanders from pole to post with admission forms.
Sits in the rickshaw and gives a speech over the loudspeaker.
My brother has opened a school in Machhali Shahar.
First come first serve. Get admission at a 10% discount.
Those who aren't getting enrolled,
she's threatening them with slashing the wrist.
-Whose wrist? -Her own, father. Blackmailing.
Remember Mrs Gupta in lane no. 3.
The one who looks pretty young.
What rubbish.
Last week she went to her home.
Spread a mat in her courtyard.
Mixed tea with coffee,
and at six packets of biscuits but didn't budge.
She said she will go on a hunger strike
until you don't enrol him in my brother's school.
-Then? -Then what Gupta aunty closed the door,
and slipped out from the back door. She gathered the entire neighbourhood.
Then comes a JCB, mummy-papa.
Spread its claws like an eagle,
picked her up from her tresses.
She was laughing in midair like Superman in a sari.
As soon as this JCB leaves I will come back with my brother.
So Gupta aunty enrolled her son and herself finally.
She was scared out of her wits.
Don't laugh.
What's the name of the school?
Wild Child School.
Is it a school or a zoo?
-He's an animal as well. -What?
We'll have to send this animal to some school.
That's your headache. Not mine
-But I... -We won't change school.
Aman.
Get a packet of milk.
I got one in the morning.
Then get one more.
Why?
I want to drink tea.
But you are.
-I want more. -Won't you get acidity, papa?
Then get some curd.
-What will you do with the curd? -Rub it on my head...
Give him 50 rupees. Tell him to go.
Here.
It's the opposite.
Do you want a beating?
You always send me out to get milk or curd,
when you want to have a personal conversation.
I feel like an outsider in my own home.
Get lost.
Well...
Annu...
I was thinking.
What?
Did you drink your tea?
No, it's cold.
-What's your salary? -Yes, what's your salary?
17,000 rupees.
Bravo, son.
Didn't I tell you we'll manage it?
Manage what?
-That... -What?
You tell him.
Aman's admission.
-What? -Well, Aman's fee is too much.
-And he's also your brother. -I know.
So think about his future. You're his older brother.
You've some responsibility.
And you know the condition of this family.
You're the older brother. Think about him.
Think about his education.
This is rhyme.
Literature is an amazing thing.
'Gone are the days when a son gets mature,'
'when he fits in his father's shoe.'
'Now he's mature if he can pay for his family's expenses.'
'Just like Annu Mishra.'
'It goes like this...'
'One who used to counted amongst useless,'
'his fate has mounted.'
'Congratulations.'
'Mishra family's had a second salary saving account.'
Suryanarayan, did you get admission?
'Yes, I'm loving the new school.'
'There are several girls in the class as well.'
Really?
-Are they beautiful? -'And talented as well.'
'There's a marble patio.'
'That's where I sleep.'
'There's a note written on the ground,'
'green grass is precious, don't walk on it.'
'The school will be indebted to you.'
If we don't walk on the grass then where will we walk?
'Leave that.'
'For the first time, I want to go to school again.'
'You should join too.'
Forget about me. I'll have to stay here.
A man has to endure his own pain.
'But you're a topper.'
That I am. But not in my home.
Mummy and papa are reviewing their finances.
If they fall short of the money,
they will beg or borrow for admission.
Do you know, Suryanarayan?
I don't want to study science at all.
I want to study Arts like you.
And live life on my own terms.
'Then live on your own terms.'
'Breathe in and chest out.'
'And tell your father "Mr. Mishra I want to study arts".'
Fine, hang up. I'll think of something.
Mausam.
Aman.
Your hair's looking really good.
Really? Pass me the comb.
-Which one? -Anyone.
What colour is this?
It's burgundy.
Will it look red like this?
It will look red as a horse after it dries up.
But looks more like a tiger in this one.
You will look like a tiger in it.
It's your personality.
You are right.
How much for it?
The market cost is 1200 rupees.
But 800 for you.
You're my hero.
Yeah!
"Let your heart, move forward buddy..."
"We'll cross the bridge slowly-slowly"
"the river runs pretty deep."
"We'll cross is carefully."
"The guy's completely clean but pretends to be super cool."
"He's high on love but a total bloody fool."
"The guy's completely clean but pretends to be super cool."
"He's high on love but a total bloody fool."
Mummy...
Curd.
Cancel it.
'Why? Buy it.'
No, I will buy it next month.
'What happened?'
-There's a problem. -'Shall a buy the local one?'
I told you several times I won't wear local.
I'll buy ones with the suspension.
I'll buy it next month.
'And the party.'
There's no party. Nothing. Don't I feed you?
'You do splurge on me.'
Why do I get all the freeloaders?
'Freeloader?'
You.
'I see...'
Tell me... how many syringes did you sell?
-'Hello. Hello...' -Hello...
Lucky, I know you can hear me. How many did you sell?
'I can't hear you. I think there's no network.'
'Hello. Hello...'
Fine, drama queen pretends all you want.
Brother Annu.
What?
I've decided something for myself.
-What? -And I've decided for you as well.
I see...
Let's get our hair dyed. We'll look really nice.
Which colour?
Burgundy. Like a tiger in the middle.
Fine.
I know it's fine.
But it will cost 800 rupees.
Great.
I know it's great. But I don't have money.
You'll have to pay for it.
You're getting your first salary.
And I'm your brother.
Think about me too.
Say cow.
Cow.
-Calf of the cow. -Calf of the cow.
-The cow ate jaggery... -Cow ate...
Tiger colour.
Listen, brother Annu.
Papa, I've decided.
Then what will it be?
Don't tell everyone about it.
Why are you telling papa about it?
-Because I have decided. -What?
What you're going to study.
-What do you mean? -Maths.
Great.
-And Bio. -Even better.
He'll have both his options open.
-Papa, there's a small problem. -We don't want to hear it.
-But the school... -We've already decided.
From now on you'll only do as your elders tell you.
-Who is the elder here? -Him.
-And... -Me.
Papa...I made a decision.
Change it to our decision.
And what if I don't listen to you?
Papa...
how will his hair look in burgundy colour?
It will look great.
How do I cut it, brother Annu?
Round it up.
He'll look like a hero. Right?
'The reason to get upset is different,'
'and to get furious is different.'
'For years the middle class has maintained this tradition.'
'Between style and hairstyle lies another style.'
'The member of this family who has sacrificed his dreams,'
'to fulfil your necessities.'
'Did you really believe Aman will get to do his heart after topping his class?'
'No.'
'One who pays money snatches your personal freedom.'
'Your freedom of expression, food, drink, sleep'
'and laugh and cry.'
'And sometimes keeping your favourite hairstyle.'
"Neither for the litre of milk, nor the rickshaw's meter"
"Not for the heater in cold, only for the senti-meter..."
"Boy's from across Yamuna, but his world's uber cool"
"Girl's completely english channel, total bloody fool."