Kavu. Hey, Kavu!
Get up, your parents are here.
Tinku! Hey, Tinku.
Wake up, dear.
She's sleeping.
Kavya.
Still sleeping?
-Yeah. -Come on, get up. Make us some tea.
Get up.
Coming.
Come on, get up quickly.
-Come on. -Let's go.
-I brought this for you. -What?
This is an Ayurvedic oil for your husband's knee pain.
-All right. -You just have to apply it, don't massage.
And, sweetie, this is for your backache.
Only once a week. All right?
And this is for you. For your heels.
But my heels are absolutely fine.
Okay, that's fine. You can still apply it. Ayurveda has no side-effects.
Thank you.
I'll put it away.
-Don't worry. You finish unpacking. -Come, let's have breakfast?
Sure.
Listen, I can't find my green shirt.
Have breakfast first.
Oh, nice. Poha.
-What is happening here? -It's like Full House in here.
Three rounds done. Fourth round of tea?
-You prepared it? -Ila, I have a fantastic idea.
Let's make shrikhand for tonight's party?
Okay, that's fine. But let's ask the kids first.
-Yes. -Is it okay, Dhruv?
-Is it fine? Yeah. -Yes. Absolutely.
Listen. Let me quickly go and get some chakka, okay?
-Why don't you go along? -Okay. Yeah.
-Yeah, sure. Please come along. -You go and get dressed first.
-I'll just come. -Okay.
Sorry.
He'll get to walk a bit as well.
She's very worried about my walks.
There aren't many houses with balconies in Mumbai, right? I don't see any here.
Yes.
Actually, the thing is,
the flats that come with a balcony are very expensive in Mumbai.
-Okay. -More than half are lying vacant.
There are no buyers for these flats.
Okay, at least Kavya and Dhruv have one.
-Yeah. -A flat with a balcony.
Even if it's rented.
Both of them must be doing well in their respective fields.
Absolutely.
Come on.
Get up.
-Can we do this in ten minutes? -No, a lot of work is still pending.
Come here.
What are you thinking, Dhruv?
Nothing much. Just about the fund disbursal.
-Did you inform them that it'll be late? -Yeah.
So, then? What did they say?
They said, "Okay."
"Okay?"
Ishu said, "Okay," the other two nodded their heads,
They're so timid. Poor things.
I don't know what goes on in their heads.
You're their boss, Dhruv.
They're obviously going to be distant from you.
-You've invited them tonight, right? -Yeah, yeah.
But I'm not sure whether they'll come or not.
Fuck knows.
By the way, what have you to told everyone?
-What is this party for? -Different things to different people.
I've told the AMEX guys, "Guys, this is our housewarming party."
We stay on rent here.
Yes, but we can still have a housewarming.
I've told Akash and Nandini that this is our "Welcome back to Bombay" party.
-That we're throwing for ourselves? -Yeah.
And if someone asks today, we'll simply say,
"This is just a party. Stop asking questions and have fun."
-Very generic. -Extremely generic.
Come on, lie down.
Dhruv.
What do you think our papas spoke to each other
when they were on their walk today?
What do you think?
Marriage.
Their two unmarried children have been living together for the past six years.
What else will they talk about?
I think they would have…
discussed the pollution.
And…
traffic.
-Very generic. -Extremely generic.
That's enough.
-Come. -Thank you.
Feel better?
Yes.
Four parents are right outside. And you want sexy time?
-No? -No.
No way.
Come.
Listen. Can I say something?
I think…
that Kavya doesn't need our help anymore.
She is absolutely fine.
You felt this, too?
I've also been watching since morning.
Dhruv really cares for Kavya.
And it's not just an act put on for everyone.
He does it from the heart.
Right?
-This is a good thing indeed. -Yes.
But I am feeling…
like I'm retiring once again.
Listen.
There are two sets of parents under the same roof.
And no one's talking about their marriage.
Should we initiate it?
Shh. We'll quietly attend the party. Just like Kavya told us to.
And surely the other two would've been instructed by Dhruv.
Yes.
-Hello. -I needed water.
-What are you making? -Shrikhand. For the evening.
-I have to take this to Dhruv's dad. -Okay.
-Do you think she overheard us? -How does it matter?
It's not like there's a marriage to call off.
What rubbish!
Here's the water.
-Take it. -I'm getting up.
Next time, go and get the water yourself.
They were having a private moment, and I barged in.
-What private moment in the kitchen? -Not like that.
I mean, they were talking to each other, but actually…
I just felt out of place.
Is this a new nightgown?
Yeah. I have just one nightgown that I wear outside.
-You don't remember anything. -I don't know anything.
That person called, the AC guy.
He was standing outside our house,
so I told Mr. Bhalla to let him into the house.
We've come to a new place, let's talk about new things.
We'll keep the Delhi affairs for when we are in Delhi.
How about a private moment in the kitchen?
You only… Your mind is… Have some shame. You're at your son's--
Water.
-You've already got some. -Yes.
Yes, son.
Aren't you feeling hot?
-No-- -Not really.
No. Do you need the AC?
Don't worry. We'll set it to 26 degrees.
And? How are you liking Bombay?
We're really liking it.
Do you like the house?
-Ask your dad. He's come after so long. -Well…
No, it's really nice.
I mean, the city has changed a bit, but…
But I really liked your balcony.
-Yeah. -Right?
-Amazing. -It's quite big, right?
But, Tanu, I was thinking isn't this house too big for two people?
Their rent must be quite high.
-You're happy, right? That's all! -Absolutely.
I am very happy.
You should say it, too.
Yeah, I too am very happy.
Very proud.
Okay, you relax for now. Rest a bit.
-The party will go on till late, okay? -All right.
Here's the remote. Turn it off whenever you want to.
-Hi, Uncle. -Hi.
Why don't you get ready?
Yeah, right away.
Yes.
I'm ready.
-You look really nice. -Thank you.
Auntie, shall I wear the earrings that you got for me?
-You'll wear them? That's so nice. -Yes, of course.
Beautiful.
Mother and daughter wearing the same color. Very nice.
-There's more? -I'll take them.
Be careful, son.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Uncle.
By when will you get ready?
Right away.
Kulkarni.
Is it allowed? To look this beautiful?
At least don't call me Kulkarni today.
It applies to the three of us.
Okay, then what should I call this love that I'm feeling? Tell me.
Shut up.
Wow, such a deep, uncomfortable silence.
This is fun.
Come. Come on. Please.
-Hi. -Hi.
-What did you bring? -A wide selection of cheap alcohol.
Full college-time feels.
-Hi! -Hey! How're you?
-Better. -Yeah?
-What will you drink, buddy? -It's so…
The one that burns your chest or your throat?
-I'll also take it. -Hello, darling.
-Hello, Auntie. -Hello.
That's my mom. Dhruv's mom.
Are you working tomorrow?
But I've had three pegs. I'm gonna…
-Go easy. -I'll take it slow.
Refill. One more.
-Why not? Yeah. -Yeah, one more.
So, how is it going?
-All good? -Yes.
-Beer? -Yeah, chilled beer.
Why don't you have one as well? Get two.
Two?
-Can I get you something? -Lemonade.
Lemonade. Okay, so, two chilled beer, lemonade, and…
She's really hungry.
-Scrambled eggs, as always. -I haven't had breakfast.
Definitely, scrambled eggs. With butter.
And get some ice for your own drink.
Yeah, I need to. All good?
Hello.
-Oh, hello. -Hello.
Anmol was just asking about him.
-I'm drunk. -Yeah, yeah, I know.
-You need a refill. -Omkar.
Chicken nuggets with cheesy dip.
Just give me ten more minutes, okay?
Dhruv's been running around a lot today.
He told me that you…
you decided against having the surgery.
Good sense prevailed. Otherwise, I had made up my mind.
Although I've made the decision…
I don't know if I will be able to stick to it.
Why? Why won't you stick to it?
I'm not used to idly sitting at home, Auntie.
I feel really lost like this.
The thing is, my child,
the things you feel bad about today, the things you're cursing now,
after a few years, you'll reminisce about those very moments and laugh about them.
So chill out, my child.
Have some chips.
You kids ask everyone to chill out, but don't do it yourself.
Cheers.
-I don't get the time for it. -Oh, yeah?
-Now there are so many of those. -Yeah.
-What's up? Hi. -Hi!
-What are you guys taking about? -Not much.
I'm introducing Uncle to the Avengers universe.
Great.
Mahabharata of the new era.
-That is a great tagline. -Yeah.
-Right? -Yeah.
So get it copyrighted.
For sure. Right after breakfast tomorrow. Okay?
All right. You guys talk, I'll be right back.
Thanks for coming, guys.
Hey.
-Don't thank us. -No, no. I'm being serious.
I didn't think that you guys would come.
Especially after the whole delay in funds, but… yeah, I really appreciate it.
Dhruv, this is academia. What else did you expect?
And honestly,
if we're doing this for a living, that somewhere means we're a little…
-Right? -Crazy. Yeah.
-I always thought so. -A little bit.
And, besides, this has happened before.
So, Ali sir used to give us a heads-up that it will be delayed
and we would plan keeping those things in mind.
But it's great that you're doing the same. So we appreciate it and thank you.
Thank you, sir.
Between Deepveer and Virushka, Virushka is a much better hashtag.
-I don't agree. -Why?
Because it's not.
-It sounds like a real name. -It doesn't.
What's a "hashtag"?
So, Auntie, when two people are together,
you fuse both their names to make a hashtag.
Okay.
Not fuse, Auntie, they confuse instead, I'll tell you.
It's an absolutely stupid practice.
I have two school friends. One is called Kunal, the other Shalaka.
They both got married and came up with the hashtag "Kulaka."
Sounds like a bandit's name, Kulaka Singh.
What would your hashtag be?
I don't know.
Dhruvya. Dhruv-ya.
Oh, please! Dhruv is… "Ka-uv."
-Kau? -#KauInLau.
-Oh, God. -That's something.
This is why I didn't let you give us a hashtag on our wedding.
Yes.
It can be "Vatsarni"?
So you have thought about it?
No, I just… I mean, we were talking about it, so…
Hey, Vatsarni, come.
-What? Vatsarni? -Nice.
Yeah.
-He doesn't want to stay for Vatsarni. -Okay, perfect.
Right, Auntie?
-We don't want your hashtags. We don't. -Yeah.
Well, everybody else wants my hashtags.
This was good.
What are you going to do for the photos?
This is millet.
-If you put this then sparrows… -Sparrows come.
Right?
Your mother has put a bird-feeder in the Gurgaon home as well.
-She told me. -Yes.
She often asks me to go and buy different kinds of seeds.
So even I've started taking a little interest.
Do sparrows come over there as well?
Yes. And ghuggi.
Ghuggi?
Oh, you don't know?
Pigeon. One of the breeds in Punjab is called ghuggi.
Your grandma used to tell us.
When ghuggi come into the house, everyone is happy.
Because it brings news from Pakistan.
I don't know how much of that is true.
It's just good to hear.
So why not?
Why not?
Son, why don't you play something from our times? An old song.
Okay. Superb.
Which one?
It's a surprise.
-Okay. -I'll play the djembe.
Everyone has to sing along, okay?
-Okay. -Yeah, yeah.
I'm finally saying
What's in my heart
What's in my heart…
Who brought them here?
How can I stay silent?
-I don't know. -What's after this?
"How can I tell you the thing that my heartbeat says?"
How can I tell you the thing
That my heartbeat says?
I'll never leave your side
Even if the world's furious
I'll never leave your side Even if the world's furious
This is my decision…
Are you sure?
What is yours?
-Oh, Lord -Oh, Lord…
I won't break my promise Whatever pain I've to bear…
Looks like MTV's on.
I won't break my promise Whatever pain I've to bear
This is my decision…
-And? Are you having fun? -Meet me outside.
Oh, Lord Oh, Lord
I don't want Mary I don't want Lily
I don't want Sandra from Bandra
So who do you want?
Julie, Julie Johnny's in love with you, Julie
I'll go to the gallows for you…
Stab him in the throat, man.
You're my life, my life
Julie, Julie Johnny's in love with you, Julie
I'll go to the gallows for you
You're my life
Julie, Julie Johnny's in love with you, Julie
I'll go to the gallows for you
You're my life
I don't want Peter I don't want Tony
I don't want Michael, who has the cycle
-So who do you want? -Johnny, Johnny…
What's up, Momo?
What's up?
What? Why are you smiling like an oaf?
My face, I'll smile.
You're smiling, too.
Yeah, just…
I'm feeling like it.
By the way, I know what this party is for.
Our engagement.
Don't you think so?
For an engagement…
there needs to be a ring, Kulkarni.
Now, take it.
Give it.
Sorry.
Couldn't resist our "sexy time" any longer.
Everything's allowed now.
So? What are we supposed to do now?
I don't know. You say.
Subtitle translation by Shruti Shukla