-Uncle came and asked, "Where's aunty?" -Bye!
I was like, "That's so sweet! Aunty!"
-Aunty! -All right. Okay, see you!
-Bye. -Thank you so much.
-Guys, the lift is here! -Give me the pickle tomorrow.
-Sure. You're coming? -Mango and lime.
Guys, it's a Maruti!
I wonder if they noticed.
Didn't you see them? They were all so drunk.
-Why is it called Maruti Suzu… Suzuki? -Suzuki.
I can't even pronounce Suzuki properly right now!
You need to sleep, and I need to go to the loo.
-Anmol and Akash are such a nice couple. -Yes.
Anmol and Akash? Akash and Nandini.
Anmol is the short one.
Oh, yes, right! Thank you, son.
All of their friends are very decent.
Even after drinking so much, no one misbehaved.
I could tell as soon as I saw them.
Now looking at him, I can tell that he's about to doze off any minute.
It's late.
Satish went off to sleep half an hour back.
Okay, let's continue this tomorrow.
He's so sleepy, he'll probably sleep on the chair.
-Let's go. -Ready to sleep?
-Yes, son. -Actually…
-What happened? -No, actually…
-You were saying something? -What happened?
No, actually I was thinking of sleeping arrangements.
What do you mean?
Satish Uncle is sleeping in the guest room, so…
shouldn't you sleep there as well?
Obviously, son. Where else would I sleep?
-Sorry. -You have his permission now.
Good night. I think you're very sleepy.
She must be tired as well.
-Good night. -Let's go.
I'm going.
And listen, don't sleep without changing your clothes first.
Should I give you the medicine?
You traitor, what was that?
Sorry, babe.
My dad was sleeping, and your parents were sleepy too, so…
I just thought if we tell them now, it'll be quite ad hoc.
Yeah, I was just warming up the audience.
The main act would have started after you came, silly.
But… you should've been fine with me telling them. No?
I am your mangetar, after all.
It's my right.
Mangetar sounds so weird.
Why? Because it's in Hindi?
If I said it in English, it'd be fine. Right? You know that's true.
Okay, then. Did you take your medicine?
Old lady!
Thank you.
When did you think of giving me the ring?
It wasn't a specific moment.
I just kept thinking about it on and off through the day.
Yeah, but why today?
I don't know, Dhruv. I just…
I felt like we're very married, you know?
Yeah.
This is what happens when you've been together for a very, very long time.
I mean it in a nice way.
It came out this way.
Okay, let's go to sleep.
I have to make eight rounds of tea again tomorrow.
Hey, why did we get engaged so late in the night?
Now I feel like sitting up and talking.
Okay. Remember this for next time.
Dhruv!
-What the fuck? -Come on!
Shall we go to Haji Ali Juice Centre?
Fruit at night?
We can drink a milkshake, Dhruv.
We ate a lot of sweet yogurt.
-Shall I go back? -Okay, wait, listen. I was kidding.
Hold this. Let me search on Google.
We'll find something or the other.
What?
Remember when you got your first salary, we stayed out the whole night.
And then we took the train at 5:00 in the morning to Matunga,
and went to Ram Ashraya.
-Really? -Yeah.
Fuck, I don't remember any of it. Like, nothing.
-What? -Because I just made it up.
"I'm so funny!" You fucker. Nonsense.
So pretty, right?
Full-on wedding vibes!
Yuck, Dhruv!
Dhruv, stop it!
-I meant stop the burping, not the car. -Dude.
I'm not feeling good, dude. Weird acidity.
-Are you serious? -There's a chemist over there.
Where?
I hope the others are fine.
Or they'll probably think we served them cheap food.
Shut up! Let's go and get you a Rantac.
Hello, sir. Do you have Rantac?
-Please give me a strip of that. -Okay.
Fuck, man. I miss those days when you could eat shit and shit shit.
You know?
I don't want to know.
Give me a 5 Star chocolate, please.
Who buys 5 Star?
Buy a Fire and Ice condom instead.
Who are you to stop me?
-I think I'm your mangetar? -Yuck, Dhruv.
Why are you looking at me like that? Now you're stuck with me.
What do you mean?
See, we are engaged now, so it's an ironclad deal.
There's no exit clause as such.
If things don't work out, we have to make them work out.
We'll have to negotiate or something, right?
Basically, I don't think we can say,
"Fuck you. I want to break up with you," ever again.
As if we've said that to each other until now.
Yeah, but I mean… There's no chance of doing that now.
Even if we're not happy with each other?
What other option do we have? Divorce?
Fuck that! I don't want to divorce, ever.
So you'll choose an unhappy marriage over divorce?
See, after the divorce,
if you don't want to spend the rest of your life alone,
then you have to start the process of love once again.
From getting to know someone to loving them…
It's such a long journey. It's so rare.
Do you have the emotional capacity to start the whole process again?
Interesting.
I don't want, buddy. Don't want your money.
Hey, the car's parked that way, right?
Yeah. I think I saw a tea seller somewhere there.
-Let's go and have some tea. -Didn't you just take a Rantac?
Fuck it, let's go.
Imagine I am a 65-year-old man,
and I'm that society uncle, the guy who stands like this every evening
and stops the kids from playing cricket and football.
"Don't play here, don't play there." Everyone in the society hates me.
You know it, I know it, but… What can be done?
-That will just be sad. -It will be super sad!
Okay, what if I get a job that requires me to travel?
So I've had these new experiences, met new people…
Now I'm a changed person,
but you're not a part of any of this change.
-Why, bro? -I mean…
Wait, are you…
Are you going to cheat on me?
Not exactly. By that time, our marriage would've reached the polygamy stage…
No, please!
I just need a simple and basic marriage, okay?
But yes, if you were single,
you would've indulged in all your sexual experiments by now.
Are you crazy?
If we wouldn't have met,
I'm pretty sure I would've spent all my time in the office.
-100%. -Definitely.
And I…
I would've taken off to America.
Yeah, you would've found a girl there, too, like Mila.
Maybe.
But I doubt we would've had such a long relationship with anyone else.
Why do you think so?
I don't know.
Maybe because we like to solve things?
Yeah, I agree.
I mean, it might seem like a tiny thing, but I think it's very important.
I'm proud of us.
Same.
-Damn pretty, dude. They're so beautiful. -Have you seen my grandmother's building?
Yeah.
Aah, tea!
Can we have two cups of tea, please?
By the way, we got engaged today.
No fucks given. And why should they be given?
Thank you.
There's cardamom in the tea?
It's really good.
He's made it really well.
Yo.
Talk to me. You have that face. What are you thinking?
Nothing, I was just thinking…
Why was divorce the first thing we spoke about after we got engaged.
We were just talking. Don't get stressed out over it.
Even if you give me a thousand reasons not to get married, I'd still get married.
Why?
I don't know.
Why do you put your legs on top of mine every morning?
-'Cause you like it, no? -Yeah, I guess.
And then we find ways to justify it. That's what a marriage is, too.
Take Sanket, for example.
He keeps crying over global warming the whole day,
but after all that, he's still having a kid.
Finland is a nice place to raise a kid.
See, just like you're justifying this, he must have a justification too, like,
"After a while, kids are a stressbuster."
He could've just bought a goldfish. Why have a kid?
Yeah.
Shit, man, that makes perfect sense.
Because a kid equals a goldfish, right?
I don't know, man. I think…
I'm on the fence about having a child.
But you are so fond of kids.
Every time you pick them up, you go, "Look, his butt is so tiny and cute."
That doesn't mean I want to breastfeed them and cradle them all the time.
Yeah, true.
Also, whenever we get to that discussion, I want 60% voting rights, and you get 40%.
Sixty-forty?
-55% at least? -Okay, you get pregnant with the baby.
-Sixty-forty. -Is it?
-Is your stomach okay? -Yeah, kind of better.
It didn't get worse after drinking the tea?
Surprisingly, no. The cardamom did it.
Fuck!
Don't tell me, dude.
Oh, gosh!
Who parks a car like this?
You figure it out, Dhruv. I'm gonna sit inside the car.
He must've been in a hurry to take a dump. Who parks like this, in the middle?
Fuck!
The car's in gear.
So, now? What do we do?
Shall we take a rickshaw?
There are no rickshaws in South Bombay.
My brain's asleep.
Ram Ashraya will open soon.
Shall we buy sweets for everyone at home? It'll be nice.
Okay.
Okay, now at least we won't forget our engagement night.
Right? We wouldn't have forgotten anyway, silly!
I will write down each and every thing.
"We went here, we did this, we ate that."
Or you'll ask me in five years,
"Do you remember what we did on our engagement night?"
"We went bar hopping." And I'll be like… "Fuck, I have no memory of it at all."
-So touchy. -I'm touchy?
Sure…
Are you not?
-Are you not? -Dhruv!
Fuck, sorry!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I really need to fix my back, man!
First I need to fix this, then my job, then savings…
Now I'll have to think about kids as well.
Don't think.
Just don't think.
For now, we'll just think about being husband and wife.
Yeah, but what if I never want to explore that option?
Will that be a deal breaker for you?
Deal breaker?
What is a "deal breaker," Kavu? We're not playing Jenga.
You don't remove one block and everything collapses.
That's not how it works.
You and me, we'll be together.
Full life. We'll figure everything out together.
Everything will be fine.
Dhruv… wake up.
Let's go now.
Come, Dhruv. Let's go.
-Ram Ashraya? -No, let's go home.
They've called us ten times.
You come here. I'll drive.
You go first.
Ila, they got engaged!
What's that?
Okay, one minute! Hey, listen, come here. Come quickly!
-What happened? -The kids got engaged!
-What? -Yes!
-Well, congratulations are in order! -Congratulations!
-Congratulations!
Congrats, babe! Congratulations.
Now they look like they are about to get engaged.
Definitely. The ambience is perfect.
And they were busy celebrating it alone. They even exchanged rings.
-In secret. -Now the setting's right.
Get engaged in front of us now.
Shall we put on some music?
Yeah, why not, it'll set the mood. Play!
Let's play something.
What's this, Father?
The same song every time!
Sorry, I'm switching it off.
-Uncle, can I play something? -Yes, please.
Alexa, play "Ek Din Aap" from Yes Boss.
"Ek Din Aap" by Kumar Sanu, Alka Yagnik and Jatin.
Gently, gently.
-Be a little gentle. -Yeah, slowly. That's the right finger?
Now the engagement is official, not like… Now it feels nice. A real engagement.
Otherwise, they were just playing ring exchange.
Okay, I want to ask, are we allowed to discuss wedding plans now?
Yeah, sure.
What, no? Yeah?
What do you think?
She is still tormenting my son!
Subtitle translation by: Shruti Shukla