Look, ma'am. You've been a tax defaulter for three years.
Look. You know work has been on and off for a while.
We are not asking you to pay tax because we want you to.
You need to pay tax for what you have earned, ma'am.
Yeah.
You need to pay double tax, plus a penalty.
Penalty?
-But, mister. -Sir.
Sir, don't look at it as a default.
We are delayed. But…
You know, last year Tripathi sir gave an extension.
-And that… -Tripathi sir is no more.
You know, we will do it.
We will pay the tax.
-We will manage. -The default amount is 40 lakhs.
You will handle it? How?
Sara!
Good mama. Naughty uncle.
Ma'am, are you Miss Universe Lara Dutta?
That's right. That's Lara Dutta.
Oh, my God! We are all fans of your dancing and acting, ma'am.
-Wonderful. -Thanks.
The thing is, Ms. Dutta is very selective about her work.
So, she gives a lot of thought before selecting something.
-I'm sure. -And we are soon going to start
-something big. -That's right.
In that case, you won't have any trouble making the payment.
But if you miss the deadline this time, the penalty will be double.
-We'll pay. -Thank you.
Excuse me, guys.
Damn it!
Say your thoughts.
In one word…
Amazing!
-Really. I'm very impressed. -Thank you.
Thank you. Thanks a lot.
This final version is amazing.
I think your debut feature will break all your web series records, Sameer Saxena.
Sameer Saxena, you're made.
-Thank you, thank you very much. -Superb!
-Sit. -Sure, sir.
I think your protagonist
is so strong now, you need somebody very special.
I know somebody…
Somebody big, somebody special, somebody…
You know somebody the audience is not expecting…
And…
What do you think of Lara Dutta?
-You are pulling my leg. -No, I'm serious.
I'm sure she'll love the script. What do you think?
You really mean the Lara Dutta?
That's the one. That's the one.
-Shall I call her? -Yeah. Of course, I mean…
-Yes, why not? -Good point.
-Let's do it. -So happy.
PHOTOGRAM JASLIN.SUMMIT
Miss, I don't want to disturb you.
Looking for something?
Yes, Soumya sir used to keep his medicines here.
Back pain is giving me a hard time.
Don't imagine anything, miss.
The thing is, I have turned quite adventurous.
I joined a hot yoga class.
Did you have fun?
A lot.
I had no idea I was so flexible.
But I think I sprained my back while stretching.
There's someone called Jaslin.
On Photogram.
The one with the DP of hills.
She likes yoga a lot.
That's not me.
Excuse me.
Do proper research next time.
-Have a good day. -You too.
Yeah, but every audition I've been through,
I've been told that I'm not the correct look.
I'm sorry for that, but they also said you have a lot of potential, Nancy.
But just having potential is not enough to get the roles, right?
So, you will give up because of three rejections?
Nancy, if you have the talent, nobody can stop you, okay?
And I believe in you.
Do you believe in you?
Why are you copying me? Do you--
I'm not copying you.
-Do you? -Do you believe in you?
-Do you believe in you?
We should do a believe campaign.
"I believe in Mehershad" campaign.
Of course.
And listen, Lara, wear something…
Something that makes you look real badass.
Like a vegan terrorist.
I don't know what that is, but that's the role of a vegan terrorist.
Okay. Okay, I'll see you.
Thank you. Bye.
Sorry, actress issues.
There's a buyer interested in the agency.
It's a serious offer, and generous too.
And he wants to close this deal as soon as possible.
Can I know the details?
LCA Agency. Do you know about it?
Yes.
So, well, I was thinking
that I'll finalise things within this week.
Tell me.
Amal, Jasleen was here.
Dude, J… Jasleen.
Have you gone mad?
It's seven in the morning.
She verified all my bills.
And she also saw me in sudreh kusti.
Amal, she is on her way to your place.
Wake up. Idiot!
Hi, Jasleen.
What brought you here so early in the morning?
Jas… Can I call you Jas?
No? Okay, no problem.
Oh! Hi, Jasleen.
-Good morning. -Good morning.
The camisole actually hides all my sins.
I wish your statements can do the same.
What do you mean?
It exposes everything about you.
Like?
Like, you have not had a vacation in five years.
Your diet is terrible. You only eat takeaway.
Your gym membership is on auto renewal, but you never actually go.
You take appointments at a salon, and don't show up there either.
Basically, you live your life with hope for tomorrow.
I fell in love with my hairdresser.
I stopped getting a haircut when she quit.
I wish you had this commitment when it came to savings.
You have done an in-depth study.
And so many girlfriends.
Miss, that's just an assumption.
But I can be sure of one thing.
You are not my type.
You're wrong.
I am neither…
scared of you nor the commitments.
Oops!
I should get that.
Yeah?
Excuse me.
Jas-leen.
I had the key.
I just came to say fuck you, bitch.
Babe, let's talk later.
There's no later, you fucking nymphomaniac.
You could wait for two days before sticking your tongue in Swati.
-But I was just… -No, you listen. Alright?
If you don't wanna die alone, you become better. Alright?
Who asks their secretary to call and break up? You fucking piece of shit!
That's what you fucking deserve.
My keys!
Fuck you!
Shit!
I'm sorry. That…
I hope your work life isn't as messy.
Or should I say as shitty as your relationships?
Fuck!
She gave me the keys.
I'm stuck here.
-Hey. -Come on, Sara. Hi!
Hi!
You came with her.
Yes.
You could have a nanny.
Someone else take care of my kid? Yeah, right.
What happened to your voice?
In these bloody Spanx, I can barely breathe.
Okay, fine.
You're going to meet Sameer with her?
No. I'll tell you what, Monty?
Let's wait for five minutes.
She will grow up in five minutes and go to college.
So, can we have the meeting?
I mean… your sarcasm is wasted on me.
Directors… They have no idea.
He's gonna judge you.
He's not going to think of you as a sexy terrorist.
He'll look at you as Mother India.
Okay, you take her.
-Yeah. -No, I want to stay with you.
No. Uncle Monty is a very fun person.
He's lovely. He's lots of fun. Okay?
And Mama will be back in five minutes.
-He's there, okay? -Okay.
-No, I want to stay with you.
Okay, Mama's coming. Five minutes, I'm coming!
-Five minutes, Mama's coming. -Bye.
-No. I want to stay with you.
And then she reaches India Gate
with a vegan avocado milkshake in one hand and an AK47 on the other.
Killing every meat lover she can see.
Oh, my God!
-Oh, I love it so much. -Thank you.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
Global warming.
-Continue. -Yeah, global warming.
Hello. Anirudh, hi. Monty here.
Monty, I knew you'd call.
Listen, I gave it a thought and I've…
kind of come to a decision.
I want to show this painting to my mama.
-I said I'm ready. -Please take me to Mama.
Hello. So, what have you decided? I can't hear you.
-No, I'm… The traffic signal. -I want Mama to see it.
It's street kids.
-I want to show this drawing to my mama. -Yeah, so…
You write to me and I'll call you back.
Welcome to Celeb.
You will receive the contract in your inbox by evening.
-Yeah. Okay, thanks. -Please take me there.
Come. Let's go there.
I was thinking of shooting the Chambal bit first.
Chambal?
Yes. The opening is at Chambal.
What?
Yes, we'll do 20 days there.
Didn't Monty tell you?
No.
Okay, no worries. Let me tell you.
You see, filming action scenes in Chambal is going to be fun.
-Yes. -It will be wonderful.
I like realism in cinema.
If the story says Chambal,
we need to shoot in Chambal.
Yes.
And it will be fun if you can do routine horse jumps in real life.
We will shoot a dance number too.
-A sexy dance number. -This uncle is very nice.
-Come. -No!
My mama's over here.
-Why are you taking me? -Just a minute.
You're picking herbs while dancing.
-Yes. -Jazz, contemporary music.
The dancing style is classical Indian.
-Okay. Yeah. -You know for the masses.
And if you tear the T-shirt at the end like Rambo,
I think it'll be amazing. And…
-What the fuck! -We will cancel that.
Excuse me. You don't need to. You can wear it.
What is this? It's beautiful.
What the hell is going on?
-Sara, are you okay, baby? -Mama.
-Okay, are you alright? Let's go. -But…
-Let's go. -Mama, I wanted to show you
this drawing I made.
Don't you!
-Okay. Yeah. Show me outside. -I wanted to…
-Let's go. Come on. -It's not our mistake.
She was crying since Treasa handed her to us.
You can't take care of a kid for 20 minutes.
-Ma'am… -Monty handed her to me.
We must discuss the climax.
She can come to the shoot too.
Chambal is very tourist-friendly.
We'll also get to see goons.
Tell Aunty. Yeah.
Ma'am, we'll figure something out. Please.
Come in.
You asked for me, ma'am?
Nia, you have met Sid, right?
Yes.
He got the role of a cop in a web series.
We need his childhood pictures.
Go to his house and help him select the photos.
-When? -On Diwali.
Oh… Okay.
Nia, now.
Yes, ma'am.
-Good night, Sonia. -Good night.
Have fun at the screening.
I am not in the mood.
Good luck.
Hey, Monty sir.
Your phone.
What would I do without you?
Thank you. Good night.
Good night.
Jigi!
Jignesh!
Is the food too spicy, Nia?
No, it's good. Thank you.
Guys, I'm home.
Hey!
-Hey! -Hi, Dad!
-Hi! -How did you get back so soon?
The movie was awful.
I got back during the interval.
-Are you hungry? -No, I ate something.
I asked Nia to stay for dinner.
Good.
So, Nia, where did you do your studies?
I was pursuing my bachelor's in Psychology,
but then I quit.
That's not good.
-Why? -Guys, what is this?
-An interrogation? Let her eat. -No.
I want to know.
So, do you want to be an agent, Nia?
-No. -Yes.
I am thinking about it.
Do you want some more wine?
Let me know.
-How's it? -Nice.
What do your parents do?
My mom is a hairdresser.
Oh, that's fantastic! I need a new hairdresser.
She runs a salon in Goa.
Goa. Pity.
What about your father?
Suchitra, what are you doing?
Are you going to ask for their Aadhaar cards?
Leave it.
Let it be, please.
My dad restores vintage cars.
No way! Are you serious?
-Wow! That's fabulous. I love cars. -That's so cool, isn't it?
-Yeah… -Yeah.
I think you should book a cab.
It's difficult to find a taxi here.
Don't be rude, Monty.
I'm not being rude. She lives very far.
She'll be stuck unnecessarily.
Yeah.
The cab is on its way.
-Finish your food. -No, my cab is on its way.
-Thank you so much for the lovely dinner. -Thank you for staying, sweetie.
-I'll see her off. -No, I'll go.
Anyway, I want to ask her something about Amal.
Come.
-Bye. -Bye.
Cheers!
Amal asked me to help him in selecting the photos.
Four hours to select the photos!
Do whatever the fuck you want. Stay away from my son.
Why don't you ask your son to stay away from me?
Just don't come back to my house ever, please.
-I just can't do it. -What?
Yeah, I've given it some thought.
You know, Sara can't live without her mom.
And I can't leave her alone
-and go to Chambal. -Lara.
No, Monty. And please don't say, "Hire a nanny."
-Are you serious, Lara? -Yes.
I've gone out on a limb to get this job for you.
-And kids can be deceptive, you know. -Please.
They're cute when young. When they grow up,
they'll leave thinking you are an idiot, Lara.
You'll cry.
Just get nanny into the picture.
Do what you're good for, the big screen.
Monty, she's a child and she needs me.
You know what? Anyway,
you never told me about any of this Chambal shit, man.
How will you pay the taxes?
-If I go to Chambal… -Uncle Monty.
Uncle Monty, I want to go to Chambal.
No, Sara. Little girls don't play with guns.
You take this racket, baby…
Here, this is a good one.
Hi, Kirti. This is Monty from ART.
I guess we have met.
Listen, I've got something for you.
Okay, it's the role of a vegan terrorist.
And it's a very interesting role, and a massive budget.
And the director really wants you.
Good morning, Nancy.
Mehershad, we'll meet up in some time?
Hi, Treasa.
Sonia?
That contract I gave you yesterday, can you…
In my…
Come on, Behl, let me kick your ass.
-Amal! Stop it! -Amal!
Amal!
Move!
Oh, shit!
Our friend turned into a foe.
You are planning to leave the agency!
I wanted to tell you.
Right after Soumya sir's death, he planned
to finish the agency and all us agents.
I don't see any future
for this agency, and mine in this agency.
Mr. Behl, if you take your actor clients along with you,
we're telling you, we will fucking sue you.
Try that.
They are my clients and not the agency's.
Within a month, they'll be gone. Good day.
What was all that?
"We will, together, buy ART."
He didn't buy anything. Instead, he sold himself.
How do you even sleep at night, Monty?
Asshole!
Even I got hurt.
I didn't beat you on purpose.
-Too cold? -No, it's fine.
Just one more thing.
We're done, Monty. Please don't make this worse.
I know we're done, but it's about Soumyajit and it's important.
Soumya booked a suite in a five-star hotel.
Not a suite, a harem.
Oh, so, you knew about that!
That's misuse of company funds.
Jasleen will get to know. I thought I should warn you.
Have a good day.
Shit!
I know the general manager of that hotel.
Gupta. Go meet him.
-Tell him I sent you. -Yeah… Come.
Sorry. Come.
Idiot!
Pankaj, lunchtime, darling.
Excuse me, sir. Mr. Gupta will be with you in five minutes.
-Okay. -Thanks.
-I'll take your leave. -Okay.
What are we going to tell him?
What do you mean?
We'll ask him to save our ass or we'll stop sending our clients.
Amal, don't be rude. He will throw us out.
How do I talk? Act innocent?
-I'm being polite. -Amal, Jasleen.
-Jasleen is here. -Where?
I think she knows about the room.
She is coming this way.
-I'm sorry, Amal. -How did she? What?
I'll be back, darling.
Hi! What's up?
What are you doing here?
I had some work.
Meher and I came here for a meeting.
Can you see that lady there? The one talking to my friend.
Don't stare at her, please.
She is a corporate auditor. And she is here fuck the hotel.
You can be the hero in the history of this hotel.
Don't let her meet Gupta, please.
But, sir, how do you know that she…
These questions…
I am from her department.
But I am a good friend of Gupta.
Just tell him that Treasa from ART has informed him
not to meet Jasleen. The one in a sari.
Don't look at her. Don't meet her.
It's about Soumyajit's account. Okay?
And Treasa…
I said Soumyajit's account. Note it down.
And about that?
She is here…
After this…
Oh! Hi, Jasleen!
Amal, actually, we're getting late for a meeting. So, let's just go.
-Hi, ma'am. -Hi.
I'm Auditor Jasleen.
I'm here to meet Mr. Gupta, please.
Sir… I'm sorry, ma'am. But he has not shown up for a week.
He's diagnosed with typhoid.
-Just come with me, please. -Yes, ma'am.
Oh, fuck!
What?
Lara shows up at a politician's party,
where shots were fired in the air,
and ended up injuring an exotic bird.
"Politician currently has three murder cases
and two fraud cases running in courts too,
as Lara celebrates with him on his 50th birthday." Oh, God!
Fuck!
We should never trust these bloody politicians.
He said no one will know.
Going to Chambal was a better option.
Why did she even go to this party?
How would I know they were going to start firing?
That poor bird, Monty.
Poor Lara.
But you know, this is the best farewell gift Mr. Behl could have gotten.
News report asks 50 lakhs.
50 lakhs!
Wonder what Mr. Behl's commission is like?
ART is fucked.
Don't worry, I have an idea.
Yeah.
Okay.
Nancy got the part. Okay.
-What? -Nancy got the part.
-She got the part. -Nancy got the part.
Oh, my God! Congratulations!
I knew it!
Indian cinema has reached a stage
where a visionary director will give the lead role to a North-East girl.
Jigs, we're making history over here.
We're gonna cast her in a historic film in this historic moment.
Nancy got the role of the queen's slave.
-Inform her… -Who? No…
I have a call…
Hello. Oh, he passed away?
-Hi, Nancy. -Hi.
You got the role of the queen's slave.
A slave's role?
Yes, but this role has dialogues too.
I got the role.
Nancy, I promise, this is just the start… Nancy, listen…
Nancy, I trust…
I got the role… Oh, my God!
Thank you.
Okay, good. Very good.
Nancy, go and focus on this.
You got the role. So, congratulations.
You'll be a great slave.
The view here is so beautiful.
It's a clear and far view.
So, girls at home and Mehershad at hotels, huh?
These must have the bills too, I'm sure.
Jasleen, we were pretending.
Meher and I went to meet the manager
because the company's frauds…
Soumya sir had booked
a suite there permanently.
So you were covering up the misuse of company funds.
Well…
It's something you're honest about.
Jasleen, I don't know how to behave with you.
I can't express my happiness.
Actually, the media can't understand
what we think and our secrets.
And honestly, what wrong did I do in attending that party?
I attended the party
for the sake of these kids.
For their health, sanitation, and education.
And that's why I'm delighted to announce
that I will be giving the entire cheque of 20 lakhs…
-Fifty. -Fifty lakhs
…to the Miss Universe Saves the Universe foundation.
Thank you.
Thank you very much. Thank you.
What a gift!
You gave them a beautiful gift.
Thanks, Monty.
But your plan worked in the end.
But you had to pass the test of motherhood. Genuine.
You're a good mother, Lara.
But what are we gonna do about the taxes, man?
I might have some good news.
Shaad Ali's making a new film and he wants you in it.
-No! -Yes.
-Really? -Yes.
Hope the shooting is not outdoors.
Chambal.
What?
Don't worry, I'll take care of Sara.
I'll take care of her. Promise.
Come on, say yes.
Yes!
Make a list of all of Monty's actors.
We might be able to stop some stars.
Bloody bastard he is!
Don't worry.
We will take revenge. Yeah.
Guess what?
-Stuti's deal got canceled. -What?
They got to know that Monty is joining Celeb,
and without him as an asset, they don't want ART.
Fuck! Seriously?
And what about Stuti ma'am?
She is upset with Monty.
One second…
Did Monty sir do this on purpose?
What a masterstroke!
The deal got canceled with the LCA Agency,
and he saved our jobs too.
ART is still on.
I like the sound of that.
In that case, he definitely did this on purpose.
-What? -Made sure that no one buys ART.
-Monty. What a player! -What a player!
-What a player!
Yeah, can you hear me now?
Yeah.
Stuti, how would I know? I have no idea what is happening.
-Well done, Monty sir. -I… Yeah.
Thanks.
I don't know what's happening. I'll call you back.
Hello, ART.
Thank you so much, Monty sir. Monty sir.
-Thank you, sir. -Thanks, Monty sir.
You are a genius, sir!
You saved our company.
Lara… She's got ten offers since morning. You're such a genius!
What a player!
What a player, Monty!
Superhero Monty! Come… Sit…
I'm… I'm so sorry for insulting you. Really.
No, it's all good. It's all good.
Sir, you are amazing.
So, you are not joining Celeb.
Of course not.
What an idiotic move! Why didn't you tell us?
We scolded you for no reason.
-I couldn't take any risks. -Great!
I wish Soumya sir was here to see this.
Quite a masterstroke, Sir Monty.
But this girl explained to us your master plan.
-Nia. What a genius this girl is, right? -Yeah.
Really. Nia.
Alright.
To us!
Your heroine is sneezing.
-What an asshole. -Don't act like a queen, Richa.
Calm down. I've worked in Hollywood. I'm not a dickhead.
You're trying to act, but it's not working, right?
Give all the peacock feathers to her, and let them go.
I'll go on set.
Provided he apologises to me publicly. What the hell?
And then you figure it out.
-Figure what out? -What?