Social media is different from real life.
"Dalit lives matter."
"These lives matter." "Those lives matter."
And all that shit, sir,
is okay for the stories and posts,
but, like, the reality of things is literally just not that simple.
We need facts, not opinions.
Well, then you won't understand anything, sir.
Go on.
You know how a virus or a bacteria can affect
a perfectly healthy body…
Were these three kids viruses?
Why are you offended? We're the ones who suffered because of them.
Has something like this ever happened in Hampton before?
Balli, Saba, Dheeraj. These incidents happened after they came.
How?
All right, class. I assume all of you have social media profiles. Right?
Have you ever considered what our profiles reflect about us?
Do we project our true selves online?
Or do we hide our insecurities behind those filters?
Sir Ji. Shall I show you the newest filter?
Your face on a girl's body. Right here on the phone.
Quiet, please!
Coming to the point.
What if we create each other's profiles?
This is your next project.
Team up in pairs. Let's see how you view your partner.
Visit each other's homes, interview each other.
Come on, Aryan. Just give a well-rounded profile of your partner, okay?
Can somebody record Yash without make-up?
Can somebody record Koel with clothes on?
Come on, start pairing up. I need to see some nice projects.
Hello? Wanna be my partner?
Have you looked at yourself? Get lost!
Dude, grow a beard before someone thinks you're a girl and grabs you.
Hey! Easy, boy.
Get lost.
Don't worry, bro, I'm here. Partner.
Bro.
Dheeraj, can we…
Hey! Partners, okay? Send me your address, I'll come over.
Watch out, waiter.
Piss off, Veer.
What the fuck!
What's wrong with her, dude?
She always sticks to those poor guys.
Baby, golden chance.
Our plan, a dirty little video. Go, go, come on.
Saba, listen.
Yeah?
Looks like only the two of us are left. Everyone else has paired up.
Why? Did you break up with you girlfriend?
Yashika and Aryan are working together.
So I thought, maybe you and me?
No, thanks.
Do you get the importance of our plan?
Sir, can I work on this project by myself?
Why? Don't you have a partner?
Can someone partner up with Saba, please?
Sir, I'm ready, but she doesn't want to partner up.
There you go.
Sir, my dad won't allow it.
Sorry, Saba, but our curriculum can't be changed to suit his preferences.
-Hello, sir. -Yes?
So, when should I come over to shoot you?
Don't.
Thank you, sir.
Yikes! That was a burn.
Screw her.
Yes! Oh, my God, yes, baby, yes! That's the spirit. Screw her!
Dhruvi. I'm seeing you after class, right?
Yeah, I'll see you.
Cool. See you.
When I see such girls with those wimps,
I swear, it feels like my balls are on fire!
In a perfect world, she would've been my partner.
No chance.
But don't worry, bro. I'm a pro at making videos.
Let's smoke one and then shoot.
With filters and lit music.
It'll make them shit bricks. Just wait and watch.
Did you hear me? Hey, merman!
Enough typing, bro.
-It's serious talk. -Dude.
You left dad's party early.
I got a call, dude. So…
Chilling with your new friends, huh?
Bro, I heard someone attacked you at your own party.
-Chill, bro. -Who's talking to you? Come.
Let's go.
Why do you hang out with these guys?
What?
They just got here, and already act like they own the school.
Fucking freeloaders.
Fuck it. No one cares about that.
-Fuck him. -Yeah.
What's the plan tonight?
Let's make some noise, man.
Dude, what noise, man?
My dad won't rest till he gets me to the Asian Games.
Come on. Okay, tomorrow. Okay?
You me, we'll take the Ferrari out and murder that fucking expressway.
Listen, it looks a bit tough.
So, let's do it next week?
For sure.
-All right. -Okay, I'll see you.
Let me do it for you.
No, I got it, bro. I looked it up on YouTube.
YouTube?
Schoolboy.
Enough. Don't ruin it. Give it to me.
Come on.
Here.
Hey, Faruq, what the fuck?
What? What's the matter?
-What are you doing? -What?
Are you worried a Muslim guy's gonna pick your pocket?
No, I didn't…
-I didn't mean that. -What then?
Huh?
-I was kind of… -Go home.
If the cops got ahold of you, you'd be in trouble.
We were all born naked, came out of the same place.
Hey, bring me the onions!
Then how did these people get to decide
the higher class and lower class?
The real low-lifes are the assholes who divided this world.
Have you been reading Babasaheb's books?
Not Babasaheb's books, son, this is real-life wisdom.
Had you focused on studies, you wouldn't be here cooking noodles.
Really?
Neeru, someone is here for you.
-Is the chow mein ready? -Yeah.
Okay.
Hey, get me some onions!
-Be right back. -Okay.
Hey! What's going on?
Come, I'll tell you what's going on. Come here.
I'll whoop your ass.
Asshole! You aren't answering Choudhary sir's calls?
Flying a little too high, are you? Maybe I should just clip your wings?
He'll answer the call now. Look.
How are you, son?
I was overjoyed to hear that you got out of jail.
I wanted to celebrate the occasion with sweets.
But then it struck me that your father hasn't returned my 15 lakhs yet,
and that saddened me.
Let's hope I don't have to ask you again, okay? Ta-ta.
When did my dad borrow money?
Return it in two weeks. Or you'll end up in one of the sewers.
Neeru. What's the matter?
-Dheeraj, go inside! -Come here, asshole.
I'll fucking castrate you.
Let's go.
Did Chowdhary lose his mind?
Why would dad take 15 lakhs from him?
He can't even find his bottle.
He's pissed because I spoke against Ahuja.
And you painted Ahuja's wall, right?
Do you have to meddle in everything, asshole?
I'll handle it.
Here.
Dheeraj.
-Hi. You're here early. -Hi. Yeah.
I see. So you've started dating already?
It's for a school assignment.
So, is your brother okay? Or is he still in pain?
You painted the boundary wall of our house quite well.
Didn't I? Tell your old man I'm ready to paint the whole house.
Listen, I'm leaving to work on the project.
On the way, show your princess the school ruins.
She can take a few pictures for Facebook.
Tell Ahuja I said hello.
Suhani baby, wait a minute. I'll call the driver.
Cars can't go there.
Yeah. Hello?
Does she always follow you around?
It's not necessary.
Wait a minute!
Hey!
Suhani!
Suhani.
Watch where you're going.
Watch out!
Wow! So much mood, man.
We have to get these painted.
Let's go.
Have a seat.
I didn't know you had an underwear store.
They're Neeraj's.
He's been acting strange since he got out of jail.
Jail?
Why was he in jail?
Remember the fire at our school?
Neeraj was protesting against it.
And Ahuja builders accused him of inciting violence.
That's my dad.
I'm really sorry.
It's not your fault. Neeru must have done something.
Would you like some tea?
How about some Banta?
-Banta? -Yeah.
I wasn't allowed to try it.
-Try it today. I'll get it. -Okay. Okay.
-All right? -Yeah, all right.
Are you okay?
Kasturi.
Your boys are all grown up now.
No one asks about caste here.
It's a crime to ask about it.
Kasturi…
Who are you?
I'm Dheeraj's friend.
Where's my boy?
He went out to get Banta.
Okay. Open that door, the one at the back.
Open that door.
That's the one. Put your hand inside.
Yeah, to the right. Did you find anything?
Is there a bottle there?
No?
No, Uncle, there's nothing there.
There's no bottle there?
Okay. Idiot hides his own father's stash.
My boys should get what we couldn't.
I just want them to be happy is all.
There, he's back.
Hi.
If he's said anything untoward, edit it out.
No, Uncle was just reliving his memories.
I thought it'd be interesting for the project.
Do me a favor, take this upstairs, I'll join you in a bit.
-This way. -Okay.
I'll be right there.
Be careful. She has grey eyes.
Take rest. I'll get the medicine.
Not the medicine, idiot, give me my bottle!
Bastard.
Asshole wants to give me medicine.
What are you doing?
You look nice, so I thought I'd film you.
Your dad is very cute.
He's a bit extra with strangers.
Otherwise, he's always drunk.
At least he's real.
My dad doesn't even try to understand me.
Total fake.
What do you mean?
Fake. Fraud. Show-off. You know?
Veer's birthday is on every license plate.
My birthday is the code for his safe.
Our house is named after my mom.
Just total bullshit.
He has a real connection with only one thing.
His ways are different, but he must love you.
One day, I'll run away with all of his black money.
Then we'll see how much he loves me.
So you already have a plan?
Yeah. Now stop this. It's your interview, not mine. Come on.
So, tell me, Dheeraj Kumar Valmiki,
who do you love the most in this world?
I don't know. Daulat ki chaat?
What? No, not that.
I mean, a girlfriend?
Someone's mom?
-A cousin? -No.
A couple of crushes maybe, but nothing really happened.
I didn't want to be distracted from my studies.
-So, love is a distraction? -Yes.
No. Love is not a distraction.
What about a friendship or something cheesy?
-What about it? -Love is everything.
I'm no Rūmī fan.
Not Rūmī's, it's Suhani's idea.
-Sweet. -Suhani.
I used to come
The fear that was in my heart, you removed that
When the heart was small, the stars said like this
Who said that it would be easy
From people's words, you…
Do not break your spirits
And breathe
And do not forget that you are enough
When I was terrified from the world
And lost in front of the oppressors
Suhani baby!
You calm the noise inside me
When the heart was crying the stars said like this
Who said that it would be easy
Or gardener's kids, driver's kids, Suhani loved them all.
We were just fools for her.
Veer, take it easy, man.
She always had a problem with our lifestyle.
School was no different.
That son of a bitch Dheeraj
and that asshole Balli,
they took advantage of my sister's innocence.
They killed my sister.
-Calm down, man. -Satpal.
Turn on the recorder. Say that again.
My client is not comfortable here. Email the rest of your questions.
Hey, Mr. Digital India, I'll tell you when questioning is done.
What the story with Saba Manzoor?
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Yusuf.
How can I help you?
I'm here to see Saba.
Yo, Saba.
Why are you here?
I don't want to fail my assignment, that's why I'm here.
Don't you know what "no" means?
Who is this, Saba? And what is he doing here?
He's my classmate, Dad.
We are working together on a project.
I asked him not to come here.
Hello.
Dad, it was his walid that got us into the school.
Yeah, actually, my father is Mr. Walid.
What does that have to do with him coming here?
Don't you get it?
I'm here for the assignment.
Why else would I come here?
Listen, son, don't trouble yourself so much.
That's the door. Goodbye.
Come on.
Are you an idiot? Where are you manners?
I'm not here to marry you, Saba.
I came here to finish the goddamn project.
Doesn't your dad know that my dad can get you kicked out of the school?
You can't help but flaunt your father's power, can you?
Oh, please. At least I don't hide the fact that I'm from Kashmir.
I am what I am. I don't hide it.
Veer, it was not easy for me to get this chance. Please.
All right, don't go emo on me.
This was stupid.
Come to my place. We'll complete the project there.
How can I?
You figure it out, dude.
And don't worry.
We don't behave like this with our guests.
CAN'T STOP THINKING ABT U…
ARE YOU ANGRY?
MEET ME TODAY?
FARUQ - I'M BUSY. IT'LL BE HARD. I'LL LET YOU KNOW.
Sharan.
Baby boo.
Didn't I tell you I'm busy till 5:00?
-Did I mess up your schedule? -You did.
And I'll have to punish you.
Punish me.
Time for the class project.
Meet Sharan Gujral.
The cutest.
Nice pants. Are you wearing your Tuesday socks?
Cute.
Don't touch that, okay?
Sharan, should I tell them a nasty secret about you?
-Stop it, Koel. -Check this out.
Why are you so annoying?
Every birthday, I drew him a card and he pinned it up.
You're meeting me at 7:00, babe. Is it 7:00 already?
Koel, don't touch that, okay? This is not the way to do a project.
I'm really getting sick of you right now.
He gets so annoyed.
Where are they?
I don't hang them up like a child.
I'm an adult now, okay?
I spent an entire day making that unicorn, for your tenth birthday.
Relax. I haven't throw them out. I filed them.
See?
Your entire life is planned out on an Excel sheet, right, Sharan?
If I don't control my life, others will control me.
That's deep.
Sharan, baby.
Tell me something, I'm curious.
Do you have a log of how many times I've made you come?
Because it's been a while since you made an entry.
Because you're busy with that mooch.
I saw you both at the party.
Why didn't you stop us?
You found that sexy, huh?
Did you like that, Sharan?
You bad boy. You wanna bring him in, huh?
God, I love us. I want to watch you with him, Koel.
Do you see that? Up, down. Up, down.
Don't I look amazing?
Sorry, bro, we'll both fail if this is submitted as our project.
Asshole, when I called you, where the hell were you?
You didn't answer, so I had to do it myself.
Sorry.
Isn't this awesome?
Bro, you're very talented.
I'm a star, is what I am. Let me show this to the girls.
When are you coming to my house?
Why? What are we going to do at your house?
Project.
Why? What did you think I was saying?
What are we going to do at your house and all? Naughty boy.
I thought love is a distraction.
-Good morning, class. -Good morning, sir.
Okay. So I've evaluated and uploaded last week's essay.
Saba.
Your essay was a delight.
Yash, you're fucked.
You've adjusted quite well here.
I think everyone should learn something from you.
LOL. What, seriously?
When should we come over for tuitions, Saba?
Enough, Yashika.
Let's begin today's lesson.
Yes, sir.
Class, caste, poverty, luxury.
Sir, I need to have a little chat.
Go on.
Do you remember that our parents pay you your salary?
You seem so focused on those slum-dwellers,
I thought you might've forgotten.
Hampton is looking for a new Vice Principal,
and Veer's dad is the chairman of the board.
Shall I recommend you name?
Are you trying to bribe me?
I'm offering an opportunity, sir.
Look…
I want Hampton Gold.
You become the Vice Principal. Everyone's sorted, no?
She invited me home, so I'll go.
You're an asshole.
It's not even been a week, and you're dreaming of a life with her?
I'm only going there for a school project.
Why do you always think negatively?
Because she's Ahuja's daughter.
No, bro, Suhani is different. She's not like her father.
Every guy thinks his girlfriend is different.
All right. You win. Happy?
May I work now? I have to return Bablu's laptop soon.
Go ahead, it's not like I'm stopping you.
My dad doesn't even try to understand me.
Total fake.
What do you mean?
Fake. Fraud. Show-off.
Veer's birthday is on every license plate.
My birthday is the code for his safe.
Our house is named after my mom.
Just total bullshit.
He has a real connection with only one thing.
-Let me take this out. -Wait a minute.
What?
What's wrong?
Veer's birthday is on every license plate.
My birthday is the code for his safe.
Find out her birthday.
Why?
My birthday is the code for his safe.
No, not at all.
Have you lost your mind?
Where else do we get 15 lakhs from?
You're going there anyway.
This is wrong, okay?
I won't steal anything.
When Chowdhary's goons hang me from a tree,
and make Dad clean shit, you can go around romancing her.
Asshole, black money is earned illegally.
We should loot them, anyway.
Awesome.
This is my real house.
Hey, schoolboy. Come.
You can do anything here.
Hey, Nungo.
-Dhruv. -Yo. What up?
Hi, Faruq.
Oh, hi. This is for you.
Thanks.
Hey, listen, there are momos for you in the kitchen.
Fantastic.
I want to chill with you, Faruq.
But you are always busy.
What can I say? I slog my ass off the entire day.
Dad's business. My dealings.
I don't have an easy life like you do.
Easy life? I'm forced to be in the pool all day.
My dad wants me to be a swimming champion,
to win a US scholarship,
to train for the Olympics.
Then you should train better. What are you doing here?
No, dude. These things don't matter to me.
Then what matters to you?
I don't know.
You.
What the fuck?
Man, this is amazing.
Have you ever come to such a big place?
Oh, man! I'll quickly click a picture.
-Man, you are poor at heart. -Keep your phone down.
Thank you.
-Hi. -Hi.
-Come. -What is he doing here?
Don't be a fuckface, Veer. It's for the project.
Come on.
Dad allowed me because of Dheeraj.
How do you like my house?
It's all right.
Come, I'll show you my empire.
-Who talks like this? -Come.
Wow!
So, just the four of you live in this huge palace?
-Palace? It's a jail. -Yeah.
-I see. -Come on.
Wait.
Powder, hash, ganja, liquid, do you have any of these in your bag?
-No. -Go.
Keep the door open.
Sorry.
We were in Spain on a family holiday.
My mom fell in love with a house there.
My dad brought the same architect over to India,
and said, "Let's build the same house."
Obviously, this one is ten times bigger.
What's up, Mom?
This is Saba. She's here for a school assignment.
Your mom is no less than my dad.
Well, at least we're even now.
Come, I'll show you the pool. It's sexy.
And assignment? Isn't that sexy?
We'll do it later. Come.
And this is my personal torture chamber.
Good heavens.
I haven't even seen farms this big.
What happened?
You're probably thinking I'm pretty spoilt.
I have everything and yet I keep cribbing.
No. I don't think you're spoilt.
I mean…
I think someone hurt you.
And you are still in pain.
Isn't that true?
Was it is a boy?
Something terrible happened last year.
It took me a long time to recover,
to face the world again.
I still can't trust people.
I'm…
sort of…
I have to freshen up.
Did you get it?
-No. -Did you open the safe? Got the money?
I won't do it.
Why? Do it and leave while you still have the chance.
Suhani?
Are you okay? Easy.
I feel safe with you.
Suhani?
Veer is a rich, pampered Delhi boy.
He'd always get what he wanted.
If he didn't like something, he didn't like it.
And the Nurpur students, not in the least…
How about you?
I hear you and Saba's brother are pretty close.
I've met him a couple of times.
He's just a normal friend.
Was this your first time?
With a boy?
My first time ever.
Dad is upset and waiting for you at the pool.
-Fuck! I'm dead! -You missed training.
Where are you?
Fuck!
Fuck, dude! Shit, shit! Oh, God!
But I actually wanna get bigger than this.
I wanna reach a point where I don't have to worry about buying the car
when I can buy the company.
Great projects.
-Killed it! -Well done, man!
And those who haven't submitted it yet will lose marks.
Trisha, man, every time.
-Bitch, stop ratting me out. -Guys, please.
What was the purpose of this project?
To get girls, sir.
275K followers.
To understand if we shape society or society shapes us. Right?
Class, caste, religion, to what extent do they shape us?
What is our persona, our identity?
I hope this project helped you understand yourself and each other better.
Now I'll play the video I like the best.
Suhani's profile of Dheeraj.
Dheeraj Kumar Valmiki, who do you love the most in this world?
A couple of crushes maybe, but nothing really happened.
I didn't want to be distracted from my studies.
Naming kids in our caste is no big deal.
Pappu, Kalu, Bhura.
We just named them what they looked like.
So Kasturi and I named them Neeraj and Dheeraj.
The wealthy folks in our area didn't like this.
They figured we'd take their names today,
and maybe their lands tomorrow.
Kasturi was…
The entire community…
We fled from there.
These people clean sewers, right?
Bro, I thought they skinned dead animals for slippers and all.
I don't know, man. I'm vegan.
Tia, you're wearing leather shoes.
They don't kill animals for that.
My boys should get what we couldn't.
I just want them to be happy.
Not just him, may everyone live happily.
A good life.
-Boring! -Shut up, Aryan.
My boys should get what we couldn't.
I just want them to be happy is all.
She acts all innocent.
Why did she have to talk about our caste?
Couldn't she edit it out?
I told you. She is Ahuja's daughter, after all.
I won't go back.
Have you lost your mind?
Say it with pride, "I'm from a backward caste! Do what you can!"
We've cleaned their sewers, we've raised their children.
We are the real natives of this country!
We've given them enough respect.
I'll show her who she's messing with.
So caste is a touchy topic to you?
I just wanted to help her.
Help her meet her maker?
Bindra sir, one minute.
There are two victims, not one.
Suhani was four weeks pregnant.
Subtitle translation by Sheela Sijin Mathews