(title song plays)
(Male salesman) Yes, sir. Great choice.
(Male salesman) It has Snapdragon 7 plus Gen 3 processor, sir.
(Male salesman) Great buy, go for it.
(Male salesman) Sir, it has AI system for groups.
If someone's eyes are shut,
this phone shows them open.
- Really? - Yes.
- I'll take it. - (Male salesman) Very good choice, sir.
It has a metal unibody.
I'm sold. Tell me the price.
Rs. 35,999, sir.
(sombre music)
- Hold on. - Okay, sir.
Brothers, I need 6,000 rupees urgently.
Each of you send me 2,000 rupees. I'll return it next month.
Of this year. Promise.
- Give me two minutes. - No problem, sir.
(message beep)
Done.
- Received, sir. - Thank you.
I can't see your cute face clearly on this phone.
I'll buy a new phone when I get paid next month.
- Really? - Hmm.
Which one? This?
- Gucci! - (chuckles)
What?
What will I tell dad?
(plucking sitar's string)
Make some excuse.
(plucking sitar's string)
Lie to my dad! He's a lie detector.
You're no less. Just pretend.
(chuckles)
(alarm rings)
(clock chimes)
- Surprise! - I'm surprised.
New phone.
No online discount this time?
- The mall had an offer. - Spin the wheel.
I won a phone.
She wanted a car.
But sadly, she just got a phone.
Why did you take what you didn't want?
(clock ticks)
Joke!
(chuckles)
- (Atul) Joke! - (chuckles)
What was wrong with the previous phone?
The screen was broken, Dad.
Broken things should be fixed, not changed.
Learn to repair.
- Not replace. - Okay.
Give me this phone.
(Atul) Repair the old phone.
Let me please keep it, Dad.
(dog whimpers)
Gucci's gift!
(horn blaring)
(piercing gun clicks)
(chuckles)
Baani, my hand.
Sorry. (chuckles)
That was a death grip!
You held it real tight.
I'll hold on to you forever
(Baani) Like this.
(kisses)
Your turn.
(piercing gun clicks)
Gold earrings and silver bracelet.
You'll land in trouble if your mom learns of this. (chuckles)
My mom is pretty cool. Don't worry.
She is as calm as a cow.
(screams)
You're donning an earring and a bracelet.
Wear a sari and join me for kitty parties.
Mother-daughter duo will have fun.
What could be worse than that!
Mom, I bought it off a thrift store.
- Really? - Who whacks their only son like this?
I do!
Only son my foot!
Ruined my life.
- Bloody millionaire. - (phone rings)
Give me that.
You've gone astray because of this.
Some day this phone will ruin your life.
- Return my phone, Mom. - Shut up.
- Mom, don't answer it. - Hello.
- Bad manners. - Hold it.
Here. Speak!
Idiot.
Hi, Baani.
(sighs)
My son has returned home.
You must be tired.
- Don't even ask, Mom. - I know, baby.
It's no easy job being on the phone all day!
It's exhausting. I'm proud of you.
(whacks)
- Gucci, how are you? - I'm fine, aunty.
- What are you doing these days? - He plays.
Hockey or cricket?
He plays Ludo on the phone.
(laughs)
Sleep without the phone.
Eat without it.
- Bathe without the phone. - (grunts)
- I'll talk later. Mom's here. - Let's go. I'm done.
Not there or you'll never beget kids.
(whacks) Are you mad? Radiation causes heart attacks.
- Where do I keep it then? - How would I know!
Mom thinks this phone will get me killed some day.
(chuckles)
Okay. Listen. Did you speak to sister Kiran?
(Gucci) About what?
About the guy.
Does she really like him?
- Why? - Why not?
Did Covid ruin your taste for good?
You're shallow, Gucci!
I've met him a couple of times.
(Kiran) Anupam is a dentist.
He runs his own clinic. He's decent.
He is well-settled. He is stable.
Forget stable, he doesn't even have a stubble!
Dear, the decent doctor types
are devils in disguise.
What if he's toxic?
(farts)
(thumps)
What if he's a psycho?
(sobs)
(chuckles)
What if he's a duffer?
(water splashes)
What if he's delusional?
Anu, don't! You'll fall.
Trust me, Kiran. I can fly.
Anu!
- (thumps) - (siren wailing)
He could be an egoist, narcissist, pessimist--
Enough.
All I'm saying is that it's important to know your partner.
What tickles him,
what irks him.
His temperament.
Does he enjoy street food from Civil Lines or Ram?
These are all very important questions.
I know Baani in and out.
It's not that I'm getting married tomorrow.
We'll meet often after the engagement.
What if she dislikes him later?
By God, I asked her the same thing.
We'll meet often after the engagement.
What if you dislike him later?
What happens if you order a dish eagerly in a restaurant
and hate the taste?
(spits)
I will refuse
like I refused this terrible dessert, but you gobbled it.
There's no cure to overconfidence, Gucci.
Ignorant fellow is preaching me.
(Kiran) What if he's a duffer?
You're a duffer.
(Gucci) Understanding is crucial in relationships, Baani Boo.
Like us.
Everyone is not lucky like us, Babbu.
Yes, I agree.
Listen, dad gave me photos of suitors.
Just say that they're not good enough.
I did and he said that's not a good enough reason.
I have to write 10 reasons for rejection
behind each photo.
Why is he in a hurry to get you married?
We're both 24, but it's different for me.
You're the younger sibling and I'm the older one.
Fine. Wait till Kiran gets engaged.
Then we'll discuss our marriage.
Okay?
Hmm.
Do you remember Puneet?
Who? The horse?
He asked me for a movie.
(Baani) I obviously declined.
He's a clinger.
I'll send you the screenshot of our chat.
(Gucci) Don't bother, Baani Boo.
I trust you.
You'll do the right thing.
- Listen. - Hmm.
Please send me a photo.
Babbu!
Boo, please! Like always,
(Gucci) I'll stare at it and then delete it. Promise.
Please just one photo, Baani.
All right. I will send it.
(Gucci) Listen.
Not just your face close-up.
(camera clicks)
(message beeps)
(crow crows)
(coughs)
(peppy song plays)
(Male 1) Wanna be an escort?
What's your rate per night?
Is there a combo offer for both sisters?
Pinti,
an unknown account is sending me lewd messages.
I got them too.
Wait.
What's your rate per night, baby?
Experienced or virgin?
(Gucci) On Insta?
On all social media accounts.
Wonder who is sending such messages.
Block it.
I'll get messages from another account.
Turn your account on private mode.
What's the point of being private on social media?
Right.
Forget it.
What's the need to bother with cyber complaints?
Don't get upset.
We'll deal with it if things get worse.
Hey! You'll attend the engagement, won't you?
Should I? What if your family gets suspicious?
That is exactly why I want you to come.
(chuckles)
Dress up really well.
(chuckles)
Baani!
(Punjabi song plays)
Hey! Hurry up.
Place it higher.
Just do it.
Hold it lower.
(Punjabi song continues)
Gucci, look who's here.
Rani aunty! Give me your blessings.
Stop it! I'm not that old.
How are you?
- Hello. - He's on the phone all day long.
- Is it? - Sorry.
Look.
- Hello. - (Kiran) Babbu, I'm outside.
(Punjabi song continues)
Thank you.
You can't take your eyes off me.
This is Karan.
- What's up, bro? - Hi, Karan.
He is my school friend. He finished his studies in Canada recently.
I felt awkward coming alone, so I brought him along.
I hope that's okay.
Absolutely. No big deal.
- Come, Karan. Hi. - Congrats, man.
Thank you.
- Brother. - Yes.
- Give me. - Here.
Listen.
Will you hand this to a hyper woman in a golden dress inside?
Golden dress, hyper woman? -Yes.
- Cool, I got you, bro. - Thank you.
Who is he?
He is like a little brother.
Wow.
- She is here. - Baani, he...
Lamba, your bestie and my competition.
You won't do anything without consulting him.
Is that how you described me?
(chuckles)
- He is-- - Let me guess. Shanky.
He is diversifying his dad's sweet shop
into a snack corner.
He doesn't remain a vegetarian after 2 pegs.
(chuckles)
- I am-- - Bobby, computer lizard.
He's on his laptop all day long.
Ethical hacker.
He can hack any system in a jiffy.
He works from home all day
and wets his bed occasionally.
Why did you have to tell her that?
We don't hide anything from each other.
You can expose yourself all you want. Why did you screw me?
I did that as a child.
Tell her.
- Hi. Jaggi. - Hi.
- Also known as Chaddi. - Chaddi?
Who did you send with the gift?
You know.
It has cash for Anupam,
ornaments, OnePlus's new phone,
- Shine and Lovely facial kit. - Mom.
Slimming package from Khurana Clinic.
- Sumo brand-- - Mom...
Hello, aunty.
Please get up, dear.
Girls shouldn't be doing that.
How are you, aunty?
- I'm fine and you? - I'm good too.
You're the world's best mom
as per Ba...
Gaurav.
- Gucci said that? - Yes.
You've maintained yourself quite well, aunty.
You can easily pass off as his sister.
You're sweet as honey.
(chuckles)
I'd like to use the washroom, aunty.
Sure. You don't need my permission.
Let me guide you. Go ahead.
Yes. Left from the last door. I know.
Gucci,
she's really sweet.
Dear, be careful--
I know the door is narrow.
I'll bend down and get in.
(gasps)
(Punjabi song continues)
(drums beating)
He was ogling at you.
So?
So? Cover yourself.
You do that.
Nobody is interested in my chest hair.
I am.
♪ Yes, I can hardly believe ♪
♪ How fate brought you to me ♪
♪ I've never been one to listen to anyone ♪
♪ But to your words, I surrendered so willingly ♪
♪ You drew me towards you ♪
♪ And captured my heart ♪
♪ Bit by bit, I became yours ♪
♪ Like the angel of the sky ♪
♪ No one's like you ♪
♪ I've opened up all the secrets of my heart for you ♪
♪ I wish to stay by your side ♪
♪ Beside you, forever close ♪
♪ I long to be near you ♪
♪ Close to you, near to you ♪
♪ What is the heart, after all? ♪
♪ For you, my beloved ♪
♪ This life is at your command, just say the word ♪
♪ I wish to stay ♪
♪ You are the moon and your radiance, the moonlight ♪
♪ I will never leave your side ♪
♪ I spoke of love, of playful affection ♪
♪ Stay close to me, stay near, forever close ♪
♪ You are the melody and in you, the rhythm of life ♪
♪ You are the first and last of all my desires ♪
♪ All my happiness comes from you alone ♪
♪ Stay close to me, stay near, forever close ♪
♪ I cannot sleep through the nights ♪
♪ Until I see your face before me ♪
♪ Whatever I wish to say ♪
♪ You understand, even without words, with just a glance. ♪
♪ Even in my thoughts, when you enter ♪
♪ You keep me in your heart ♪
♪ You are my life ♪
♪ There is no one like you in this world ♪
♪ Such an intoxicating high ♪
♪ It's yours ♪
♪ My heart dances to your every signal, every word ♪
♪ Your face ♪
♪ It shines on each and every star of my night ♪
♪ Like the angel of the sky ♪
♪ No one's like you ♪
♪ I've opened up all the secrets of my heart for you ♪
♪ I wish to stay by your side ♪
♪ Beside you, forever close ♪
♪ I long to be near you ♪
♪ Close to you, near to you ♪
♪ What is the heart, after all? ♪
♪ For you, my beloved ♪
♪ This life is at your command, just say the word ♪
♪ I wish to stay by your side ♪
♪ The girl from Delhi has the attitude of London, fiery and bold ♪
♪ In your love, in your love ♪
♪ How can I not be a charming poet? ♪
♪ She is not shy, she dances holding my hand ♪
♪ The colour of your love ♪
♪ has painted my heart ♪
(phone rings)
- Hello, Babbu. - Hi, Baani Boo.
- Hello? - Can you hear me?
Babbu, I can't hear you.
I can't hear you.
- Hello. - Hello, Baani.
Babbu, I can't hear you.
Baani Boo, hello!
- Hello. - Am I audible?
- Hello. - I can't hear you.
I can hear your Babbu.
(dramatic music)
(Gucci) Hello.
(Gucci) Baani Boo, hello!
(phone rings)
Hello! Hello!
Don't call back. Wait for my call.
(Male 2) Sir, delivery.
(sigh)
Sir, 98 rupees.
Hmm.
- Thank you, sir. - Mister, return the change.
What?
The change.
Sir, I don't have 2 rupees.
Return the money.
(clock ticks)
Who is Babbu?
I'll wait till the change is arranged for.
Think and answer.
I'm short of 3 rupees, mister.
Sir, give a round figure. I've deliveries to make.
No. Accounts and urine
both should be clear.
Wait here.
This is 50, 70, 80, 90.
95.
97, 98.
(Atul) Thank you.
Who is Babbu?
Dad, Riya's brother.
- He-- - He is not Babbu
and your dad is not a fool.
Gaurav Sachdeva.
Did he spin the wheel in the mall?
(suspenseful music)
Dad wants to meet you tomorrow.
Bloody hell!
Listen to me carefully and rehearse it all night.
(Baani) Okay?
What do you do?
I'm an IT developer.
(Baani) No, senior developer.
You might move to USA for on-site work when promoted.
- What does your dad do? - He's no more.
- What did he do? - He worked.
- What kind of work? - Bank manager.
No plans to move to America or Australia?
You know the dollar rates. America...
Just say you love India.
I love India.
- Where did we meet? - On Insta.
You'll get me killed.
College cultural fest.
Vegetarian or non vegetarian?
Omnivorous.
Don't show off your vocabulary to my dad!
(Baani) Pure vegetarian.
He trusts vegetarians.
Brush your teeth, polish your black shoes
and wear a checked shirt, leave one button open.
Do wear a vest.
Or else dad will see you sweating in your nervousness.
Don't drench yourself in a deodorant.
Shake his hand firmly
and say Namaste.
(Baani) Then touch his feet.
Listen, don't come empty-handed.
Should I apply henna?
Refrain from silly jokes.
Or else you're done for, Gucci.
Make sure you laugh at dad's joke.
You own the house, you don't smoke or drink.
(Baani) You visit the temple regularly,
you bathe twice a day and cook food.
You're devotional and emotional.
(Baani) You respect elders.
You do water therapy every morning after you wake up.
(Baani) You brush before going to bed.
You invest in mutual funds monthly.
You get full body test done every year.
(sighs deeply)
When asked about dowry,
you don't know what it means.
Then we're sure to get married.
You'll smoke in your nervousness before coming here.
So keep mint with you.
(chuckles)
I know you very well, Babbu.
I know you too, Baani Boo.
Rehearse properly.
No big deal.
Pinti.
Yes, Dad.
Take the dog away.
(dog whimpers)
Yes, Dad.
(sighs deeply)
Hmm.
Uncle, Baani must've told you--
She said nothing.
You tell me.
Oh.
Well,
- Uncle, we-- - (Male 2) Delivery.
- Uncle, I-- - Did you order it?
No, uncle.
Then why this act of chivalry?
Is Baani worth only 100 rupees?
Oh no, uncle! Not 100 rupees...
That's not what I meant.
- I didn't intend to... - (laughs)
Just kidding.
Joke.
(laughs)
Good one, uncle.
You have studied in Sanskrit medium, haven't you?
No. I mean, your Hindi is amazing.
It's very fluent.
- Pinti. - (Pinti) Yes, Dad.
Make the payment.
Yes, Dad.
Sir, I brought change.
Bravo. Keep 2 rupees. (Atul) It's yours.
Have fun.
(footsteps)
Were you offered water?
No, uncle. I'm good.
Thank you.
- Do you want some? - Err...
If you insist, I'll have it.
Thank you.
Get the can.
It's imperative
to keep things and people in their correct position.
- Go on. - Okay.
Carry it properly.
Uncle, it's just water.
I'll manage.
(water splashes)
(mopping)
Yes, sir.
Uncle, my name is Gaurav Sachdeva.
I'm an IT developer, senior developer.
I might go on-site if promoted.
Did you give her the phone?
Phone... What phone, uncle?
Oh yes. I gave her that phone.
Attempts to impress someome with expensive gifts
are wasted efforts.
Tell me about your family.
I live with mom and Kiran, my sister.
Ready for marriage?
Yes, uncle. She's enthusiastic.
Her wedding is going to be held soon.
Are they ready for your marriage?
In that sense. Yes, uncle.
I call the shots at my place.
And I call the shots at my place.
Dear,
there's water under the table.
Yes, Dad.
She sees things on the surface.
She doesn't see the minute details. She's naive.
But I am thorough.
- What am I? - You are thorough.
One must be alert
when it comes to one's future.
What one must be?
Alert.
Do you know each other well?
Yes, uncle. Our relationship
is transparent like 'Sheesha'.
(birds chirping)
I mean glass, not hookah.
We don't hide anything from each other.
Then you'd have no objection.
None at all, uncle.
- Give. - Give what?
Your phone.
Err...
You will leave your phone with Baani for a day
and she will give her phone to you.
(laughs)
You're kidding!
(laughs)
Uncle, good one.
I wasn't joking.
We'll meet at 7 p.m. tomorrow.
If things go well, we'll discuss your marriage.
Baani is sure to get engaged next week.
Whether Baani marries you
or a suitor I've selected remains to be seen.
Okay?
Okay.
- Okay. - Hmm.
Uncle, may I use the washroom?
Of course, why not?
- Go-- - Yes. Turn right from the dining table.
- I know. - Leave the phone here.
What?
Leave the phone here while you relieve yourself.
- Aren't you going? - The urge died.
Should I get tea and snacks, Dad?
Sure, dear.
Leave your phone here.
What? No snacks?
Actually, I'm not hungry.
(peppy music)
(bike comes to a halt)
(Female 1) Now resume the normal pose.
(Female 1) Now take a deep breath.
Gucci!
(phone rings)
- Hello. - Meet me right now.
- I'm in deep trouble. - Who's this?
- Hello, Karan? - Baani?
This is Gucci.
Whose number is this?
It's my mom's number.
There is a huge problem.
Dad made me exchange my phone with Gucci.
- You're screwed. - Big time.
I'll be dead meat if Baani unlocks my phone.
I keep clearing things
but who knows what she'll stumble upon?
Thank God dad didn't ask for password right there. Or else...
I'll get divorced without getting married.
Before she asks for the password,
think of a way to compel her to return my phone.
- Think! - Doing that.
Shanky!
Say something.
Passport verification.
Tell her she'll get a call to verify the passport.
If it's not verified,
you won't go on-site.
The police come home for that. They don't call.
Do you even have a passport?
My dad's friend is in the police.
I'll give him the IMEI number and ask him to block your phone.
Best idea. Call him.
How are you, son?
Uncle, my friend has lost his phone.
Can you block it using the IMEI number?
Yes.
(Male 3) It will take 24 hours.
I'll blow into pieces by then.
Lamba, doesn't the police offer quick service?
I'll slap you.
(Gucci's mom) If you're done gossiping, come and help me.
(Gucci's mom) It's your sister's wedding.
- (Gucci's mom) Shameless guy. - Wedding?
- Kiran's wedding. - Yes. So?
Who will get endless calls at her wedding?
The bride's brother!
You will call me non-stop.
Keep calling until Baani doesn't return my phone.
How many times can both of us call?
Gucci, don't worry. I am your friend.
I will arrange for crowd funding. Hold on.
Do that.
Hello, Jaggi. Do one thing. Broadcast a message to all guys.
Yes.
Gucci's phone has got exchanged.
It's a huge mess. I'll explain later.
Do one thing. Convey this to Nadi, Billu,
Kallu, Jagiya.
- Tell them. - Hello, Gaurav sir.
There's no mare. Will an elephant do?
Sir, you haven't selected 'Paneer' items for the menu.
'Paneer Makhni'. 'Paneer Makhanwala'.
'Paneer Khurchan'. 'Paneer Handi'. 'Paneer Butter Masala'.
- 'Malai Paneer'. 'Matar Paneer'. - There's 'Shahi Paneer' too.
Will your sister dress up at the hall
or do I come home?
♪ Apply henna ♪
♪ To the bride ♪
Sir, how many cars do you need to pick up the guests from the station?
♪ A father's doll ♪
♪ Will leave forever ♪
I assure you, sir, people will weep.
Do you need hot towels or paper napkins to welcome the guests?
I've been calling since so long.
It's constantly saying wrong number.
Hello, sir. When will you come?
Madam, don't you get it?
Onions and tomatoes are expensive. Say something.
(indistinct calls)
(phone rings)
The phone is ringing.
Who's calling?
- Hello. - (Male 4) Hello. Is this Baani's number?
(Male 4) I have called for passport verification.
- (Male 4) Hello? Hello? - Way to go!
People underestimate me.
Passport verification! Did you hear that?
Well,
is that a genuine call?
Or is Baani trying tricks to get her phone back?
Who knows!
- This late? - (phone rings)
Pinti is calling. Hold on.
- Yes, Pinti. - It's Baani.
Baani, what's going on?
Sorry, Babbu.
Dad caught me unaware.
Testing my Gucci
for no reason.
Should I return your phone?
Just say it and I'll return your phone.
Let me take mine back.
Return it tomorrow, Babbu.
(Baani) Let's be done with this stupid test.
The phone is locked anyway.
- You locked it, right? - Yes, Boo. It's locked.
I don't intend to spy on your phone.
(Gucchi) Everything is transparent between us.
Exactly.
You won't check my phone either. Right, Baani Boo?
- Well-- - Baani?
Dad is calling. Bye.
Baani Boo, say yes...
(grunts in exasperation)
She is also stressed.
Poor thing!
What poor thing?
I understand why you're stressed about your phone.
But why is Baani so scared?
Don't look at me like that.
You trust her, don't you?
- Yes. - Your face betrays you.
No, I do trust her completely.
Yes. So switch off the phone and go to sleep.
Why so?
If you trust her, validate your trust. Check her phone.
Be a man! Who knows what you'll find.
Why do you want to invite trouble needlessly?
Checking her phone to see what lies in there
is true bravery. Understood?
You know Baani is pure.
It's wrong to check people's phones.
We'll know only after he checks the phone.
Ignorance is bliss, you know.
Knowledge is power, you know.
Do you think Baani won't check your phone?
She must be itching to unlock your phone.
- (phone rings) - Look. Baani is calling.
Yes, Baani.
Gaurav, what's your pattern lock?
Baani, uncle is being unreasonable. And now, you are also--
Dear Babbu,
uncle speaking from speaker phone.
Hello, uncle.
You see, we don't even lock
our cupboards.
So locking the phones
with password, face lock, fingerprint or pattern lock,
is unthinkable.
The phone is no good without sharing your password.
- Yes. - What's your pattern lock?
- Uncle, c. C for-- - Yes. Got it, not working.
Capital C, uncle.
Yes. It's your phone. So it must be capital C.
Unlocked.
Baani's password is not easy, son.
What does it mean?
- Pattern lock. - I'll send you a picture.
- 'Nisha Mangalam'. - Who?
That means goodnight.
He wished me goodnight after screwing me! That Sanskrit scholar.
(message beep)
Any luck?
What's this?
What is she hiding
behind a complicated pattern lock that looks like one of Picasso's paintings!
(phone rings)
Hmm.
Is he loaded?
Rubbish! I'm not a gold digger.
Give me one reason why you agreed.
I'll give you three. (snaps her finger)
Were you always a class topper?
- Yes, it started in school. - Okay.
And continued in college.
(laughs)
- Me too. - Really?
- Which subject was your favourite? - (phone rings)
Sorry.
It's my best friend.
- I'll call her later. - Oh no. Please answer the call.
- No-- - No problem, it's fine.
Please go ahead.
(Kiran) He is kind-hearted.
- Priya, listen. - Excuse me.
Please sit.
No. You speak freely. I'll wait.
I'm here.
(Kiran) He respects me and gives me space.
Priya, I'll call you later. Okay?
Hang up. Bye.
Done.
Okay.
- Sorry. - No, it's...
Hold on.
Let me...
Or else the phone will keep ringing.
Actually, right now this is important.
(Kiran) I am his top priority.
Sorry, you were saying...
- Seems like a nice guy. - You agree, right?
(clicking the tongue)
(dog whimpers)
Nothing fishy in his phone!
(message beeps)
Let's do it tonight.
- Board games night. - (sighs in relief)
This is Karan. (Baani) My school friend.
He just finished his studies from Canada.
(Baani) He's like my little brother.
(Baani) This is Karan, my school friend. He's like my little brother.
(Baani) He just finished his studies from Canada.
(rewinding)
Baani, when I first set my eyes on you,
I fell for you.
You're a work of art.
(Baani) So sweet!
Did you get my point?
- Point? - Look.
I come from Punjabi Bagh to Karol Bagh to pick you up daily.
Then I drop you
and go back to Punjabi Bagh.
To skip traffic in Rajouri,
I ride my bike on the wrong side of the road and risk my life.
My friends can't help asking
if I have all the free time in the world.
What do I tell them?
Look. Meeting you and spending time with you
is my full time job.
You know I put Diljit's song
on my status.
Baani, it's like
my soul is speaking to you, babe.
(gasps)
Karan, you--
No, don't refuse. You like me too.
That's why you got your nose pierced for me.
Karan, Gaurav and I got it done together.
Yes. I know both of you did it.
But do you remember? I suggested it'll look great on you.
That's when you made up your mind.
Correct?
Where does your relation with him stand?
On and off break ups.
You guys keep fighting all the time.
What's going on?
It's complicated.
(Male V/O) Gucci.
Bloody hell! Complicated?
Baani.
- In that case... - No. No.
Forget him.
You know I love you, right?
Karan, I love you too.
But as a friend.
(laughs)
Fine. Fine.
You'll change your mind sooner or later.
You'll love me like crazy some day.
Until then tell Gaurav
to take care of you and to pamper you.
He should take care of you.
Or else, Baani, I swear I'll smash his face.
(glass breaks)
Karan, you will never leave my side, will you?
I always want you by my side.
(Karan) That goes without saying, Baani.
Of course I'll be with you.
Well, when you come close--
Listen, Gaurav is calling.
See you on our nightly chats. Bye.
You never mentioned that Karan proposed you.
Not that I accepted.
You didn't reject him either.
He said he will smash my face
and you sent him 2 heart emojis
followed by 3 hug emojis!
Because he cares, Babbu. He's just a friend.
People don't pierce their nose for just a friend, Baani.
You said he is like a brother to you.
What rubbish!
You said that at Kiran's engagement.
I said he is my friend.
Lying through your teeth!
(Gucci) You're denying it.
You said he is like a brother to you.
It alleviated my stress within a second.
I remember that moment, Baani.
Why would I lie?
Forget Karan
and talk about Sonia.
Sonia...
Sonia who?
The one you transferred 20 rupees on Google Pay!
(Male V/O) Gucci. Gucci.
Oh Sonia! Oh yes.
I don't know her.
She didn't have auto fare and wanted help.
So I lent her 20 rupees. I didn't have cash.
Autos in Delhi
charge 50 rupees minimum.
(Baani) How come you paid 20?
Fine. It's fine that you helped her.
Why did you say hi in the evening?
To check if she has reached home?
- Well... - What?
Hold on. Let me think.
(Male V/O) Gucci. Gucci.
Err... No point hiding from you.
Sonia is my Ex.
That was Simran, right?
Sonia was before her.
She blocked me from everywhere.
So, I sent her 20 rupees
then messaged her saying it was sent by mistake.
(Gucci) Can you please resend the money?
To start a conversation
I took a calculated risk.
She blocked me again
and I lost 20 rupees.
You're cheap!
Don't change the topic. Okay?
We were talking about Karan.
(Atul) Baani, dinner is ready. Come.
I'm going for dinner.
Wasn't chewing my brains enough?
- Hello, Baani... - (phone disconnects)
(sighs heavily)
Kiran, I had a girlfriend in dental college. Sushma.
She got married and moved to Australia.
That's your past.
Why are you telling me?
(Kiran) I trust you.
Look. It's my duty to tell you. (Anupam) You deserve to know.
Forget all that. How's everyone at home?
Mom's sister is here. So they gossip all day long.
- (doorbell rings) - (Male 5) Laundry.
Err...
Anupam, will you hold on for two minutes?
- Okay. - Fine.
Explain to her.
That's what I am saying.
It's not like Kiran is 40
that she wants to marry the first suitor she met.
(Rani) Don't mind, sister.
Isn't Anupam hefty?
He has no jaw line.
His teeth are ugh!
They're protruding and scary.
Sir, it's simple cavity.
- What do I do? - (Rani) His jaw!
Look at his jaw!
He doesn't deserve to be called a dentist.
Is he a worthy son-in-law, sister?
Tell me.
Sir.
Extract it. Extract it.
Kiran liked the guy.
He's a nice guy. That's all.
Why is that enough?
Shouldn't he be socially fit?
I'm telling you,
Kiran's bones will break on their wedding night.
- He'll crush her. - Quiet.
Hello.
(Kiran) Anu, can you hear me?
(Kiran) Hello?
(screams)
(message beep)
(Lavdeep) Hi, baby. I'm missing you.
(Lavdeep) I'm thinking of our drive.
Baby!
(thundering)
Drive?
Coochiepoo!
(battery low beep)
Crap! Charger.
(thunder rumbles)
Damn it.
You seem sullen.
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
I didn't feel like eating. So...
Okay. Let me cajole you.
(door opens)
- Do you have a power bank? - No.
Check on the power.
Am I an electrician?
Idiot.
Sorry.
(kisses)
(rummaging through drawer)
What are you looking for?
- Power bank. - We don't have one.
What are all these wires for?
I don't know.
What's the point of hoarding this trash?
Don't be silly.
Every home has a drawer filled with useless wires.
(knocking on door)
(door opens)
Power bank, 20000 mAh battery.
(door closes)
(motorbike rumbling)
(peppy rap song plays)
Mister, stop.
I need a power bank.
- Please. - Back off.
I can't wait till tomorrow.
Try that shop.
- That's far. - I said go.
Get lost.
(thunder rumbles)
(peppy rap song plays)
- Mister, do you have a power bank? - Get moving.
Mister, power bank.
Power bank or USB port?
I don't have it.
Hit it.
- Go.... Hit it. - (doorbell rings)
Go for it.
- (door opens) - Who is it?
Gucci! Come in.
Showered on the road?
(sneezes)
Is that some infection, Gucci?
(sneezes)
Hey.
No. No. No.
- Detachable? - Charger. Charger.
No. No. No.
I'm downloading something. I'm downloading something. Please.
- The game is on. The game is on. - Hey man.
That's mine. Fine take it.
Hey. You wet my T-shirt.
(battery charging beep)
Gucci, you'll fall sick. Take this.
Thank you.
(Gucci) Don't touch it.
(Bobby) Yes. We won't.
(snoring)
(Lavdeep) Baby, I'll never forget that drive.
- Shanky. - Hmm.
It's some Coochiepoo's message.
He called Baani baby.
No other messages.
She must've deleted the chat.
Why?
Why do you delete your chats?
Let me sleep. What all things you are saying? Coochiepoo.
(Gucci) Hi...awake?
(snores)
(peppy song plays)
(clapping)
She dances really well.
- Bloody hell. - Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
(door closes)
(sighs)
(water droplets fall)
(Female 2) Welcome to Loveyapa Express.
(Female 2) We will depart soon.
(Female 2) We hope you have a pleasant journey.
Hi.
You're so pretty.
Thank you.
- Happy Diwali. - Happy Diwali.
- Happy Lohri. - Happy Lohri.
Happy Monday.
Hi. Wanna be friends?
I won't ask for nude pics.
- Reply me now. - Has baby eaten?
What did you eat?
Don't eat non-veg.
My chest is 50. And yours?
- You were online till 3 a.m. - Reply me.
- I'm sure you didn't sleep well. - Good morning.
Please reply.
Your cleavage is visible in the DP.
Cleavage is showing.
- Change it. - The world is a bad place.
Want some protein?
Reply or I'll slit my nerves.
- Reply now. - It's my birthday.
Happy birthday,
- to me. - Reply, witch.
- Or I'll slit your wrist. - Happy friendship day.
- Baani. - Happy children's day.
- I'll slit my nerve. - I love you, Baani.
- Please reply. Reply, witch. - (screams)
Please reply. Reply.
- (screams) - (door opens)
- What happened? - (breathes heavily)
Kiran called to say they've gone to the resort
for the ritual. Go ahead, we'll join you.
- Yes. - (breathes heavily)
Wonder what happened.
(traffic sound)
- (Female 3) You look amazing, Kiran. - (Kiran) Thank you, aunty.
- (Female 3) God bless you. - (laughs)
Gucci! Where were you?
What have you worn?
New phone in pink colour!
It's Baani's.
Don't you know about us?
You're too much.
Fighting over a mere phone.
Mere phone?
You'll know when you face it.
Mere phone!
- Shall we? - Yes.
(phone vibrates)
(Rani) Whose phone is ringing?
- It's Anupam's phone. - Is it?
Yes.
- It's ringing endlessly. Kiran. - Yes.
Anupam's phone is ringing.
Answer it.
No. He'll be here.
Answer it.
No, aunt. It's bad manners--
You're getting married to him, dear.
You will share everything. Answer it.
(Female 4) Don't think too much.
It's Anupam's phone.
- (Rani) It's ringing. Come on. - What are you doing? Just answer it.
She's hesitant.
(Female 4) She's shy.
(laughs)
(tongue clicks)
(gasps)
No, Anu...
Seriously?
(tongue clicks)
Three times?
Crap.
Hello! Hello!
Before marriage?
Bad news.
(message beep)
Sorry. I slept early last night.
I saw your message in the morning.
(Gucci) No problem, Babbu.
Babbu? You never call me that.
You call me Coochiepoo!
(Gucci) Coochiepoo!
- (Gucci) Missing the drive? - Yes.
You know, I have recorded
all our conversations.
- To cherish as memories. - (Gucci) Send them to me.
- (Gucci) Coochiepoo! - Right away.
(message beep)
Let's go for a long drive again.
We went 4 days ago.
I had to lie to Gucci.
Again? I had to lie to Gucci.
I had to lie to Gucci.
My cousins have come from Indore.
Dad said I've to take them for shopping and dinner.
Sorry, Babbu.
No problem, Baani Boo.
Don't apologise.
I can't keep in touch all evening.
- Please manage. Okay? - Have fun.
(chuckles)
Bye. I love you.
- Thank you, baby. - (kisses)
We went to Sarojini to shop
and then had Momo.
Typical Delhi stuff.
Street food and street shopping.
I'm tired.
(Baani) Sister Shalu's kids
didn't leave me.
They stuck to me all day.
That's because you're adorable.
If I could, I would have also clung to you all day.
- (Baani) I had to lie to Gucci. - (laughs)
Have you gone mad? Why are you laughing by yourself?
(laughs) I am an idiot of the first order, Mom.
Don't you dare say that!
I'll slap you.
Come quick and help me.
Aren't you ashamed? The rituals are starting. Get dressed.
- He has gone completely mad. - (laughs)
I can't come today. I've to meet Gucci.
Come on, Baani. You meet him every day.
Meet me for a change. I had a break up.
I am feeling very low.
Gucci will get mad if I cancel.
You have changed ever since you have met him, Baani.
You've become negative.
You have lost your spark.
Isn't it? I also feel so.
He's possessive. So I have to keep lying to him.
I want the Baani I knew.
Coochiepoo!
Remember we carved our names on a tree in Jantar Mantar?
I went there with Gucci day before yesterday.
I stole a glance. The names are still there.
Those names are carved on my heart, darling.
You better forget all this.
Shall I ask you something?
(Baani) Yes. Go on.
Do we have a chance in future?
(laughs)
Let me think.
Baani, I miss you. Baani, please!
(message beeps)
Heard the recording?
(Gucci) That was the best day ever.
Not day, sweetheart.
Night! Night!
(laughs)
Baani, who's Coochiepoo?
(Baani) Coochiepoo.
Coochiepoo. Lavdeep, my Ex.
We were in the same college.
In that case
why call each other with endearing terms?
Why spell that name like that?
These questions have no relevance now.
It was my past.
Then why have you still saved his name
as Coochiepoo?
(Gucchi) His real name should have sufficed.
He was off radar after we broke up.
So I didn't bother.
Call it below radar
so that you can distract me.
Babbu, please! I don't even think about him.
- You don't? - No.
- Sure? - Yes.
- You don't? - No.
Sure?
Look, Baani, be honest.
I swear, Babbu. Why will I think of him?
You don't think of him
but you go on drives with him!
(Gucchi) Twice at night. After lying to me!
Right?
(Gucchi) What? Cat got your tongue?
He was really sad that night.
(Baani) He had broken up with Sania.
(car's door opens)
(Baani) Believe me. We grooved to Arijit's playlist on the way.
While enjoying that music, you...
(Baani) Those songs reminded me of you, Babbu.
(Baani) I felt guilty, believe me.
(Baani) He was crying, Gaurav.
How could I have asked him to turn the car around on the highway while he was crying?
(Baani) It was 4 a.m.
(Baani) He said the sun would rise at 6 o'clock.
We'll view it in Mussoorie and drive back.
Mussoorie! Mussoorie!
Baani, that's called a getaway, not a drive!
(Baani) We hadn't planned to go to Mussoorie. We just happened to reach there.
Tell me something, Baani. Honestly.
(Gucci) When you waited for 2 hours for the sunrise,
was it in the car or in some hotel?
That's too much, Gaurav.
You lied to me and went for a drive with your Ex
to Mussoorie!
(Gucci) Wasn't that too much?
(Gucci) How did you console him, Baani?
By holding hands,
patting his head in your lap
or hugging him?
Don't talk rubbish, Gaurav. Nothing of that sort happened.
Had I been in his place,
I would have kissed the girl. So I'm sure he did too.
(Gucci) Don't tell me how men think, Baani!
Just tell me what really happened.
Lie to me and I'll lose it.
Gaurav, stop!
(Gucci) Baani, tell me something.
When you will do it with me, will it be your first time? Or...
How dare you!
I don't care if you've done it before. Just don't lie to me.
Why would I lie?
Look, Gaurav, if this is what you think,
let's end things here.
I won't tolerate such vile questions!
You did the act and I can't even question you!
You could've just answered my question. But you didn't.
Don't you trust me at all?
I used to, Baani.
I trusted you completely.
But not anymore.
(sobs)
(breathes heavily)
(sobs)
Anu, Chhote is seeing some girl. Get me details.
Why should I, Mom?
He's your younger brother.
Mom, you don't understand. If I confront him today,
he'll do the same in the future.
Mom, it's better to maintain limits.
We must respect
each other's privacy.
(suspenseful music)
Please sit.
No, speak freely. I'll wait.
- (Sanskrit chant) - (suspenseful music)
You'll know when it happens to you.
(clock chimes)
Insta, FB, Twitter, X,
Threads, Snap,
Gmail, GPay, Skype,
Telegram, Telegraph, WhatsApp, Rooms.
Baani's phone has all these apps.
She has friends, best friends,
boyfriend, ex-boyfriend,
schoolmate, college mate,
gym mate, reel mate, selfie mate,
auto mate, bus mate, dance mate,
soul mate and shuttle mate too.
It's possible.
As long as Baani plays badminton,
she's bound to have a shuttle mate.
Uncle, the problem arises when I,
her soul mate has no idea
that Baani plays badminton too.
Your daughter is a player.
Player.
Get to the point.
I want her phone for another 3 days.
Then she'll get engaged either to me
or to a suitor you choose. We'll see.
Uncle, even I tend to see things on the surface
and miss the details.
I too want to be thorough.
What do I want to be?
Thorough.
My future is at stake.
I better be alert.
What should I be?
- Alert. - Hmm.
You can keep my phone for 3 days.
You won't find anything at all.
Baani.
Come in.
He read old chats.
Give me his phone.
He also must have old chats with his ex.
No, his phone is clean.
Hmm.
Come.
We're ready.
We will also need 3 days.
Ask me why.
Why?
21,786 messages and 19 GB worth of data
is being restored.
I need time.
(snaps his finger)
I will check thoroughly.
(thunder rumbles)
(dynamic music)
(Punjabi song plays)
(Male 6) Nice!
Very nice!
Sir, get closer. Statue.
You look like Ranbir and Alia.
Sir, hold the flowers up and bend slightly.
Beautiful, sir.
Take the heart, madam.
(message beep)
Sir, the story can wait. Time to pose.
Sir.
- Time for a candid pose. - (camera clicks)
Lovely.
Bobby, my brother.
Can you hack a phone,
delete its data
and stop from restoring it?
It's a cake walk for me.
Send a link to that phone.
Click on it and the phone will be done for.
Back to factory settings.
What if she doesn't click on the link?
Then there's no hope.
Tell me. Whose phone are we hacking?
Mine.
(message beep)
Don't click on any link from anonymous numbers.
The phone can be hacked.
Hi. I got your number from FB.
I got your number from a friend.
- I got your number from Snap. - Hi.
Love.com.
- I got your number from a friend. - Oh.
You're a looker. Breathtaking beauty.
Forget Miss India. Miss World.
You should be Miss Solar System.
I'm making a short film
and I need a girl just like you.
Send me your photos.
No. Not from the studio.
Natural, Indian, western,
stone age.
Only if you are comfortable and willing.
My dad is a cop.
Convince him. Art is art.
Only if you're willing, no compulsion.
(speaking in Marathi) Meet me again and I'll break your jaw.
- Please consider. - (kisses)
Not interested.
No, thanks.
No problem, thank you.
- Buzz off, all right. - Get lost, scumbag.
Okay. Okay.
Okay, love you.
Sorry. Autocorrect.
See you.
(phone rings)
- Answer it. - Don't answer it.
- Just answer it. - Answer it.
- Don't.
- You should answer. - There will be a problem.
Hi, Baani Boo.
(spits)
- What happened? - Nothing. She said hello.
Tell me. Why did I spit on you?
(Gucci) She'd have slapped me non-stop had she read Simran's chats.
(Gucci) Guess she read Bindi's chat.
- Speak. - Did you read Bindi's chat?
Who's Bindi?
Hello! Hello!
(Baani) Hello! Hello! Hello!
Yes, Baani. Bad network.
- Yes. Tell me. - Are you making a short film?
You can barely edit a reel and you're making a short film!
You asked girls for their photos!
Baani, my friend is making it.
- Which friend? - There's one...
I was helping him with casting.
Casting or casting couch?
What's stone age getup?
Why do you want such photos?
- For variety. - (phone rings)
- Hold on. - Look.
Yes.
Ma'am, I'm Saumya from IBOBI bank. Do you need a loan?
No, thanks.
Ma'am, is this Gaurav sir's number?
I'd like to talk to him.
Gaurav sir?
Yes, he refuses the loan
but his pep talks make my day.
Of course, hold on.
- Hello. - Sir, this is Saumya.
IBOBI bank.
- How are you, Saumya? - I'm good, sir.
Nobody's taking loans these days, sir.
People have become rich. I can't meet targets.
Don't lose hope.
How long can people refuse a cutie like you?
Heard that, ma'am?
Sir is always loving and encouraging.
I heard it all.
Sir, audition?
- Audition! - Audition!
Yes, he's making a short film, 'Lovelorn Tribal Woman'.
I've been shortlisted.
Saumya, listen. Listen.
I'll call you in a day or two. Okay?
Sir, let me know if you want a loan for the film.
- Yes, bye. - Okay, sir. Bye.
Hello.
(spits)
Did she say hello again?
Who chats so much with a tele-caller?
And why?
You're horrible, Gaurav. You are utterly shameless.
- Baani, I can't... - Gaurav.
(sighs heavily)
Bobby, delete my data
before I get killed.
She didn't click on the link. Can't help it.
This phone had made my life hell.
(Kiran) Mine too.
I too want to exchange our phones, Gucci.
Suspicion is getting on my nerves.
Exchange our phones or I won't get married.
What?
- The wedding is 3 days away. - Exactly! I don't have time.
In that case, ask for his phone.
I did.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... 1.
You know, Gucci and Baani exchanged their phones
as a trust test.
Shall we also do it?
Oh no.
It's actually bad manners. They're naive.
We won't do this.
(Male 7) Now roll.
(Gucci) Great idea.
He avoided the matter.
He is a cunning guy.
No, he's not.
Baani's dad forced me.
Otherwise no man would part with his phone, Kiran.
I warned you not to marry a random guy.
- You gave me a sermon! - Really?
Forget my case,
you knew Baani well. Why did you do it?
Don't ask for it again
if you want to avoid problems before the wedding.
Problems will arise if you ask for Anupam's phone.
What if you get it without having to ask?
Korean heart.
- Oh like this. - Yes. Yes.
Okay.
- Like this. - Yeah.
We haven't taken a group selfie with him.
Let's take a group selfie.
- Yes. - Yes. Come on.
My phone's camera isn't good. Shall we use your phone?
- My phone? - Yes.
- Yes. Sure. - Give.
No. I'll click.
I can click a selfie.
Smile.
(camera clicks)
I took a few snaps.
- Show me your phone. - Look.
I've to send it to my friends.
I'll forward it.
I'll send it to you.
You can see it and send it to your friends too.
Look, you're very photogenic.
- Huh? - Thanks.
You're telling everyone you're single.
That's only to look cool.
Is it cool to be single when you have a girlfriend?
- Hey. - Let's break up.
- Baani, I-- - Then you'll be cool forever.
- Baani, listen-- - I'll be cool too.
- Hey. - (gasps)
Are you mad, Gucci?
- Hello. - Hang up.
(phone disconnects)
- Mom. - You'll get me killed.
He refuses to part with his phone.
Don't worry. We'll figure it out.
- (laughs) - (camera clicks)
- Perfect, ma'am. - Nice.
(Bunty) Help!
- Hey! Bunty...Bunty is drowning. - Bunty!
- You can swim. - Yes.
- Please save him. - Yes. I will. Bunty.
(peppy song plays)
Wait.
Help.
Excuse me. Can you just keep this phone?
- Don't give it to anyone. BRB. - (Bunty) Help.
- What happened? - How did he fall in the water?
What crap!
I was coming.
Breathe properly.
I was supposed to help.
You're so naughty.
(Gucci) You're the beauty of North Campus.
The cutest in all of Delhi.
You're the sugar pie of Big Chill.
For you I will die.
Die. Die.
Only you can come up with such pathetic lines.
(Baani) For you I will DYE, DYE, DYE.
And you spelled it as dye!
(glass breaks)
Useless man.
Keep talking on the phone.
He gave the phone to a foreigner, but not me!
- Time to send a meme. - (snaps her finger)
Okay, sir. Start.
(Male 6) Very nice, good.
- (Male 6) Okay, sir. - Got it?
Okay. Hold.
Did you see the meme I sent?
- Meme? - Yes.
You sent it to me?
(clears his throat)
This is an old one.
You need to pull up your socks. You know.
- Costume change. - Yes, sir.
Did you smoke a joint with Jaggi?
It was one puff.
- (Baani) Are you a druggie? - One puff?
Why take a puff of poison?
Don't you know what smoking does to people?
- Mom... - Do I deserve this?
Mom, I mean chicken puff.
You're hiding a lot from me, Gaurav.
(Baani) You're doing drugs. You're doing cocaine.
He meant chicken puff. We don't eat non-vegetarian on Tuesdays.
Had coffee with Gurtej today.
Then I bumped into Vicky in CP.
So we had dinner.
Bumped into both exes on the same day.
There was nothing awkward about it.
In fact, it was fun.
Sometimes I wonder why I broke up with them.
Bloody hell!
Do you talk to him after we fight
or do you fight with me so that you can talk to him?
Is there a single girl
in NCR you haven't tried to woo?
(Baani) You comment on girls' pictures all day long.
When do you actually work?
Idiot!
Bloody hell! I am possessive?
You lie to me to get things done!
Wish I was the doubting kinds. I'd have been better off.
There's a message from OYO.
We miss you, Gaurav.
Who was with you? Simran!
No, Sonia. Bindi?
Who's Bindi? Your far away past?
(snorts)
(typing)
(Gucci) You met Vicky?
Who's Gurtej?
Forget that
and give me your Vault password.
I don't have Vault, Baani.
Tell me.
2505
That's Simran's birthday.
It's my bike's number.
Your bike's number is her birth date!
- Great. - (Gucci) Baani, look. Baani,
please don't open Vault.
(typing)
- I did. - (exhales heavily)
My photos.
You said you'd delete it.
I need them.
Gucci!
(dog whimpers)
He changed the password!
This is too much.
Don't worry. We'll take Bunty's help.
♪ Listen to me, my dear ♪
♪ What's this confusion going on with you? ♪
♪ Where were you yesterday? ♪
♪ Why didn't you tell me? ♪
♪ Tell me the pain of your heart ♪
♪ Why are you pushing me away? ♪
♪ Why are you breaking my heart, queen of my heart? ♪
♪ I just can't understand ♪
♪ My love ♪
♪ I've lost my heart ♪
- ♪ From Ludhiana to Phagwara ♪ - Shanky.
♪ After falling for you ♪
Want some, brother-in-law?
No, thanks.
Have it chilled.
(Anupam) No, I don't drink.
Here.
♪ After falling for you ♪
♪ My heart is torn apart ♪
Gaurav, what are you having?
Bitter gourd juice. Get lost.
(laughs)
- Bunty! - ♪ You are in my heart ♪
- ♪ Who is in your heart? ♪ - Bunty!
♪ I keep chasing you ♪
- Bunty! - ♪ You never answer the phone ♪
- ♪ I don't know which sister you're with ♪ - Bunty!
- Bunty, stop. - ♪ Sitting on the phone ♪
- ♪ Who always calls ♪ - Bunty!
- Bunty... Hello, aunty. - ♪ The scarf on your shoulder ♪
- ♪ Has stolen my life ♪ - Bunty!
- Bunty... - ♪ You came into my life ♪
- ♪ And brought a storm ♪ - Bunty...
- You... - ♪ Let me tell you the condition of my heart, beautiful ♪
- Just a second... - ♪ The price of friendship with you has become very high ♪
Bunty, stop.
Bunty.
- Bunty. - Careful, Bunty.
Is he your son?
- No, he's Rani's son. - You're lucky.
Try to steal my
phone again,
and I'll break all your milk teeth. Understood?
Go and play.
Tell me. What did you see?
Photo.
Uncle was in his underwear
with some foreigner woman.
(traffic sound)
I need at least 4 mutual funds clients.
- That too-- - (gasps)
- Sorry. Sorry. - No problem. No problem.
- See you later, Baani. - See you.
- See you! - What's up? (hushing)
- Tell us. - Nobody knows.
What don't they know?
Tell us.
I'll tell you.
Out with it.
(Baani) Why are you online?
(Gucci) To see if you're online.
(Baani) Same here.
Gucci!
Creepy Tejas is typing on Horny Boys' group.
(spitting)
Hey.
He is typing.
Somebody stop Tejas
or he'll type a sleazy rustic tale.
Let me call him. Hold on.
Oh no.
(dynamic music)
Horny Munde.
During summer holidays, I went to
the village at brother Vikas and his wife Kavita's behest.
Brother would keep busy in the office.
And his wife...
(indistinct mumbling)
Yuck!
Sorry. Sorry.
(phone rings)
Hi, Baani Boo.
I checked your browser history.
I had no clue you're a pervert.
- Hello, dear. - Hello, aunty.
Sorry to disturb. Please continue.
Okay.
Pervert! All boys watch it.
Come on, Boo.
Don't you know me at all?
- Have I ever misbehaved with you? - No.
When I try to kiss you, you cover your lips.
Have I ever forced you to take your hand off your lips?
No.
Have I ever cajoled you or enticed you
to take advantage of you?
No.
That's why I'm shocked.
You're so decent with me, yet you browse such stuff!
I browse and satiate myself so that I can be decent with you.
You even browsed through this crap before meeting dad?
Everything is visible in the history.
Girl on girl, threesome, gangbang.
Make a gang of your own.
Perverts from across the river.
Bunty. Bunty. Bunty.
Gucci, don't you dare disconnect.
- I'll kill you, Bunty. - Gucci, don't disconnect.
Bunty, this is urgent.
- Gucci. - This is an important discussion, Bunty.
I'll thrash you, leave my phone.
Bunty, let go.
(grunts)
Good idea.
- Very good idea. - Get lost.
Bobby, just delete the data.
She didn't click on the link.
(Male 8) Baani
and you! Look in the mirror. Baani.
- (laughs) - Stop it.
- Check your phone. - Right away.
- What is it? - Check your phone!
Oh man!
Pass the file.
Is that your tattoo?
Show me.
(Male 9) Oh man! It's the same tattoo.
You did it, buddy. (laughs)
Too good. (laughs)
(indistinct chatter)
(message beep)
(laughs)
It's Baani's message.
(Baani) I didn't know you're a dog with a puppy face. Ugh!
As if it's entirely my fault!
Her reactions make me hate myself.
Am I that creepy?
No, Gucci, not at all.
- Just a little cheap! - Hmm.
No, you're normal.
We're all like that until we introspect.
- Do it then. - (Jaggi) Guys.
Jaggi is here.
- Chaddi! - (laughter)
Chaddi!
(Gucci) All were pleased to see Jaggi
but I was petrified.
(Gucci) This is about college days.
(Female 5) Hi, cutie.
Saw you in the canteen today.
Didn't know you look just like the Khans.
Soha Ali Khan.
So cute baby. What a smile!
What a nose! (laughter)
Show your butt too.
Where is my phone?
(Female 5) I think tonight's the night.
Come to the terrace.
I am waiting for you. Please come, Sweetie.
Come for me, come to me.
Come on, baby. Come.
Come quick.
I am waiting.
Remember, only boxers.
(peppy song plays)
Close your eyes.
- Baby. - Hi, Jags.
Baby.
- You look sexy in boxers. - (laughter)
(Gucci) Bobby made a fake account on my phone
and called it Lover 21.
We used this account to fool around.
We'd prank those who messed with us.
(Rocky) Baby, send a sexy picture.
Send a sexy photo, please.
(Female 5) Only after you transfer 2,000.
Full nudes for 5,000
(Rocky) Baby, have fun with 5,500.
- Rocky has transferred 5,500! - (laughter)
5,500!
From the neighbourhood.
You can buy 5 bottles of rum
- and spend a night in a hotel with Billo. - (laugher)
Stop it, brothers. Or else we will get into trouble.
We have an exam tomorrow.
Aniket is sure to fail.
He's busy with Lover 21!
- I'll top this time around. - (laughter)
(dynamic music)
(Gucci) Lover 21 was a unisex account.
Keep the DP of a handsome hunk
and girls would swoon.
It started with friends using it
eventually half the college followed suit.
Because we shared the password
with other friends.
The account was on my phone
but everyone in the college was logged in.
The problem is that friends had fun through my phone.
That account is still active on my phone.
What about Lover 21 account? It's still active on my phone.
You need to log out manually, Gucci.
I don't have the phone with me.
Wait. Hope the icon is hidden.
(breathes heavily)
Bravo.
Great.
Can Baani check alternative accounts?
Yes.
Gucci, what should I wear for your funeral? White shirt or white traditional attire?
- (laughter) - (phone rings)
There's a limit to being sleazy, Gaurav.
Traditional attire.
Oh no.
Why are you on Tinder?
Cancel. She hasn't seen Lover 21 account.
Well, window shopping.
Is it cool to do that when you have a girlfriend?
- (Baani) What all things are you hiding from me? - Nothing.
- Sure? - Yes.
Check your phone.
(Baani) Simran gave you Coco
and you gifted that to me.
You handed me a dog you got as a gift.
No, it's not the same Coco.
(Baani) How dare you!
Have you no shame, Gaurav Sachdeva!
- Listen-- - Simran's dog.
- Let me explain-- - You gave me Simran's dog.
Listen to me.
- Simran, listen-- - Simran!
- Baani! Baani! - (dog whimpers)
- I'm not Simran. - Baani, listen.
The dog you have is not from Simran.
(Gucci) That's his twin brother. Identical twin.
Simran's dog got run over on the highway--
No way. No way.
The dog didn't get run over on the highway,
but you sure will get run over, Gaurav.
Don't kill a dog to save your skin, bloody dog.
Baani Boo.
- Coochiepoo is better than you. - (Gucci) Listen to me.
- He used to buy me gifts. - Listen to me.
Listen to me.
- I'll kill you for real if you lie, Gaurav. - Baani, listen.
Things have gotten out of hand. Baani, please meet me.
What else is there to explain?
Please, Baani, I'll explain.
I love you.
- I hate you. - Please let me explain.
Meet me at the cafe in an hour.
(Gucci) Please.
Bye.
Are you Simran's dog or mine?
(dog whimpers)
You've called a wounded tigress on a date. She'll kill you.
You are finished.
Shanky, to log out from Lover 21
I'll have to log into the cafe. Try to understand.
Yes. Correct.
Just pray she doesn't see the account.
(dynamic music)
Bobby, you're a hacker.
Do something.
What good is your scholarship
if you can't pull this off!
Can't help if she doesn't click on the link.
(toilet flushes)
(door opens)
It's our brother-in-law.
(zipping the pant)
- Any problem? - No, brother-in-law. No problem.
I've been noticing that,
you guys are quite tense regarding Gucci.
What's the matter?
Should we tell him?
You know
about Gucci's phone swap.
There's a fake account on his phone.
Do you have the password
- of Lover 21? - Yes.
What is the need to meet her to log out?
Log in from any phone, go to settings
and log out from all devices.
Gucci will be logged out too.
Oh yes!
Wow, brother-in-law!
(chuckles)
Amateurs all of you!
(footsteps)
Why did you drag him along?
For emotional support.
What am I for?
Half of Delhi lives off your emotional support.
The things I read on your phone, Gucci.
Baani, let's talk this out. Please.
Karan, listen, sit there.
Baani, look, boys
have such conversations.
It's all just harmless fun.
Just give me my phone and I'll explain.
- Please, Baani. - (phone rings)
Hold on.
Yes. Tell me.
Gucci, don't do anything. Don't do anything.
We'll log in to Lover 21
and log out from all devices.
Why didn't you think of this before, man?
- Done? - 30 seconds more. 30 seconds more.
Listen. See you at the musical function.
Baani Boo, what was I saying? Yes.
Look, my heart is clean even if my phone isn't.
You have to trust me
or we'll go nowhere.
Think about it. I'm getting late
for Kiran's musical function.
Nice to meet you.
- Oh no! It sent an OTP. - (message beep)
Gucci, an OTP has been sent to your phone.
- (Bobby) Damn it. - (Lamba) Gucci, OTP.
- Baani, listen. Listen. Baani, please. - Gucci.
- What are you doing? - Baani, heed me.
- Let go, Gucci. - Listen to me.
Hello, sir. Hello, ma'am.
Order?
- Give us 2 minutes, please. - Okay, sir.
Just 2 minutes, Baani.
- Let go, Gucci. - Baani. Baani.
- Please, Baani. Listen to me. - Sir.
- What? - You asked for water.
(pouring water)
Thank you.
Baani, listen...
- (screams) - (Karan) Baani.
What happened?
Why did you get an OTP for another account?
(Karan) Show me.
Someone must have logged in from another phone.
Baani, look. Listen to me.
Oh!
He operates an account named Lover 21.
Look at the profile.
Click on switch user. It will open.
- I'll sit there. - Wait.
Baani, look, I can explain.
(slaps)
Have you no shame?
Baani, boys do this.
This is called blackmail.
It's called sextortion and harassment.
Pinti and I also got messages from this Lover 21 account.
What's your rate as an escort?
Is there a combo offer for both sisters?
(Gucci) What?
I didn't send those messages.
Who else would have Pinti's number, Gaurav?
When I spoke of complaining against the harassment,
you told me to forget it.
Why bother with the cyber cell!
But of course, right!
- Baani, I swear-- - Enough with your fake promises.
Who are you, Gaurav?
A psychopath, a pervert, a sex maniac!
What were you trying to prove by sending me those messages?
Will I reply or not?
My rate or combo offer?
Baani, I didn't send those messages.
You got the OTP. So it's your account.
Shut up.
Stay out of this.
Look, Baani, this account
is used by 25-30 friends.
You and your friends are all cheap.
You think this is fun
but it's girls who end up facing the restrictions.
We live in absolute fear
for no fault of ours.
Yes. I have also messaged boys
who were my exes, at night.
We spoke about things
which were not right.
I too crossed the line, Gaurav,
but this is unacceptable.
I am glad dad kept this condition
or I would have never known who you really are.
Let's go, Karan.
Baani! I came to explain--
Listen, you came to log out of the account.
Baani, listen to me. Just two minutes--
Would you have been okay if your sister had got such messages?
He must've sent it too. You never know.
- You-- - Gaurav, stop!
- Gaurav. - What are you doing?
Gaurav, stop it.
Stop it, Gaurav.
Gaurav, stop. Gaurav, stop.
- Gaurav! - Hey--
(dynamic song plays)
- Let's go, Karan. - Take him away
Or else I'll break his back.
Sir, please come.
(dynamic song plays)
Hello.
(Female 6) My heartiest congratulations.
- How are you? - All good. And you?
- I'm fine too. - Nice.
Gucci, why didn't you send the OTP?
Who sent messages to Baani and Pinti?
- What? - Message?
Who sent lewd messages
from Lover 21 account?
Many guys use that account.
Yes. But how many of them know that Baani is Pinti's sister?
Both sisters got the same message.
Want to be an escort?
Is there a combo rate?
This account was made to play pranks on our friends,
not to tease girls.
What are you saying, Gucci?
- Baani is like a sister to us. - She's not your sister though!
We know how cheap we are, Shanky.
What is this?
We didn't message them. End of the discussion.
You're doubting us because of a girl who ditched you!
Not everyone, just you.
I checked the private chats that all of you had with Baani.
I only found your messages.
Nice haircut.
You look lovely in an Indian dress.
Do you have a boyfriend?
Why did you pretend when I introduced both of you?
Those are old messages.
She wasn't your girlfriend then.
I stopped messaging her ever since both of you got together.
Shut up.
(dynamic sitar music)
Kiran.
Stop be silly, Kiran. Return my phone.
Why do you get so scared when I touch your phone?
What's the big secret?
- Return my phone. - Bunty told me
you were standing with some girl in your underwear.
Don't believe Bunty.
He told me. Is it not true?
- What do you want to know? - You keep talking about
privacy and decency.
All you do is hide your secrets.
Gucci, Lamba is a rogue
but he won't stoop so low.
You're siding with him while he's eyeing my girlfriend.
Bro, I'm just saying--
- Were you with him? - No.
Both of you...
What?
- Have you gone mad? - Gucci.
- Get out.
- What are you saying? - Get out.
- Have you gone mad? - Gucci, calm down--
Shut up.
Get out.
- Let's go. - Gucci.
- Get out.
- Let's go. - He got physical.
(Anupam) Return my phone.
(Kiran) Who's the girl you were standing with in your underwear?
(Anupam) That's my phone.
(Kiran) Who's that girl?
Why do you guard your phone
with your dear life? What's in it?
What are you saying, Kiran? You're obsessed with my phone.
You've been eyeing my phone since 3 days.
- Because-- - Are you marrying me or my phone?
- I am confused. - You're always hiding it.
(indistinct argument)
Bloody hell!
Gucci, my phone...
Nobody can see my phone.
- Show me. - Why do you want it?
Let go.
- It's my phone. - Gaurav.
(slaps)
Give the phone.
Son-in-law, sorry.
Come.
(soft music plays)
What's going on? Why did you misbehave like that with him?
I'm talking to you, Gucci.
Everyone is questioning me.
Nobody wants to answer me.
People are betraying me left, right and centre.
Everyone is lying.
I don't know who to trust.
This phone has turned my life into a reality show!
Why do you blame the phone?
In fact, it has made your life easy.
Yes. Messaging, shopping,
flirting, dating, mating
happen on the phone.
An umbilical cord connects your generation to the phone.
No lectures, Mom! Please.
Things have worsened with Baani.
What happened? Tell me.
- She's committed to me. Right? - Hmm.
Yet she talks to other guys.
She meets them.
She sends emojis to them.
Does she have a phone?
Yes. So?
Phones give her options.
She has a variety to choose from be it snacks,
movies, shows and relationships too, son.
If it seems good, right swipe.
Or else cancel it.
Your online life is so easy
that you're disconnected from real life.
You can watch a movie 1.5 times faster online, son.
Real life is not the same.
Life demands patience.
It has its own pace.
(exhales heavily)
Listen, son.
Relationships are tough.
It takes efforts to handle them.
Forgiving and asking for forgiveness,
making amends,
trusting someone,
being trustworthy
it's tough, son.
I'm not interested.
I am tired and exhausted.
Why should I apologise?
Why should I? What's my fault?
Fine. You're a saint.
It's entirely Baani's fault. Forget her.
Good riddance.
Why do you wear this commitment bracelet
when you don't trust each other? End it all.
Wearing commitment bracelet.
(gentle Punjabi song plays)
We don't care for things
that we possess easily.
We begin to value it
when we lose it.
Phones can be replaced every 2 years,
but not relationships, Gucci.
(gentle Punjabi song continues)
Karan said he had heard things about Gaurav.
He didn't tell me because we were together.
Don't bother with what he thinks.
What you believe is more important.
Why do you tell Karan everything about your relationship?
Would you like it
if Gucci tells another girl everything about you?
You won't like it, will you?
Karan's advice will have a hidden agenda.
He won't care about your feelings. Why will he care?
- Pinti, Karan is not like that. - (dog barks)
Karan...
(dog whimpers)
I thought you'd be upset.
I cannot leave you alone in such a situation.
Blessed is the guy who gets a girl like you.
Baani, don't cry. Come here.
He isn't worthy of you.
Don't feel sad because of him.
Wait and watch. After a few months you would be laughing
that you wasted time over him.
I have something to tell you.
Look. There can't be a better or a worse time to say this.
I have to say it now.
I...
I still love you.
Karan, I--
No, just chill.
Don't worry.
Take your time and think about it.
Let me know.
I'll wait.
(Karan) Okay?
(Karan) See you.
(emotional music plays)
I don't know if I want to marry him.
I am scared, Gucci.
(Kiran) He didn't give his phone even after everything that happened.
Anupam is headed here.
Listen. Keep the phone on.
Cigarette?
I smoke occasionally.
Does your family know?
No.
(chuckles)
Some things are best not shared. Right?
Smoking is bad.
That's why I hide it.
Do you think I'm doing something wrong, Gucci?
If you weren't, why would you go out of your way to hide your phone?
Gucci, everyone's phone
has WhatsApp groups that are inactive
and dead.
But the moment one guy is bullied
the entire group comes to life.
On all WhatsApp groups in my phone
I am the punching bag
and the scapegoat.
I am fat. I am fat.
I know I am fat. You can see I am fat.
(Anupam) All my friends tease me.
They call me weird names.
And Kiran...
Have a look. Read this.
Anupam, are you loaded?
How did you find such a pretty wife?
The girl must have seen a deepfake picture.
You're an inspiration
for the fast food generation.
(laughter)
No filters will work on your face.
You are shapeless.
Anupam has never seen his shoes
because of his large tummy.
- You look like an amoeba. - (laughter)
Anupam has not a navel,
but a pothole.
His double chin has another chin.
Man, look at his man boobs!
(laughter)
I don't care about this.
I've heard this since childhood.
I am used to it.
But if Kiran reads this,
what will she...
And that Bunty and foreigner girl.
She's my trainer.
I've been going to the gym since past 2 months,
so that I look slightly slimmer at the wedding.
So that when I stand next to your sister...
You won't get it, Gucci.
Look at you. You're 6'2 feet tall.
You are a stud man.
Girls swoon around you.
When a guy like me gets a girl like this,
we face immense pressure to keep her happy.
We fear losing her.
I was worried, Gucci.
If Kiran reads this,
her perspective about me might change.
I don't want to lose her.
Sorry.
(sighs)
The password is your date of birth.
(footsteps)
Anu!
Kiran, I didn't mean to hide anything from you.
- I was scared that if you find out-- - I love you.
Huh?
Sorry.
I shouldn't have doubted you.
Sorry. I gave you reasons to doubt me.
(romantic Punjabi song plays)
King Kong found his girl!
(laughter)
(romantic Punjabi song plays)
I asked you guys to leave.
We're not leaving. Our sister is getting married.
Gucci, I didn't send those messages.
Would I do that?
I swear on our friendship.
Baani is like a sister to me.
We won't even let any man leer at her.
Not even you.
(chuckles)
Trust me, idiot.
(chuckles)
Sorry.
You guys manage things here. I'll go and meet Baani.
- Let's dance first. - Yes.
Our sister is getting married.
Dance a little.
What happened?
- What happened? - Look.
- (message beep) - Not the phone again.
Oh no. He's on the phone again.
(dynamic music plays)
(message beep)
(sobs)
(phone rings)
What's this, Baani?
Karan, someone has played a cruel prank on me. That's not me.
I am not blind, Baani.
I can see it's you.
- (Karan) Don't lie to my face. - (door opens)
- Dad. - Dad, I swear it's not me--
(slaps)
Hit me all you want. But that's not me.
I'd rather kill myself.
How can you deny this?
(throws the phone)
(Pinti) Dad.
(sobs)
(phone rings)
Sister. Sister.
Sister. Dad! Dad, where's Baani?
Yes, Pinti.
Did you see that video clip?
Yes, I did.
Dad saw it too, Gucci.
Things are bad out here.
Sister is missing.
Can you return her phone?
I'll call her friends and check.
I'll call from here.
Baani is missing.
Call her friends to check if she's there.
- I'll... - Gucci! Gucci!
Take my phone and keep in touch.
♪ Not by making someone smile ♪
♪ Not by silencing their cries ♪
♪ Not by making someone smile ♪
♪ Not by silencing their cries ♪
♪ It's only when your own tears fall ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
Mister, I was on the terrace two hours ago with a girl.
Did you see her?
Sorry, sir.
♪ My lost love, my soul mate ♪
♪ I never knew your true worth ♪
- Hello. - (Gucci) Hello.
(Gucci) Did you speak to Baani?
Baani? To hell with her.
Keep me out of this.
♪ How much you meant to me ♪
♪ I only realized when I lost you ♪
♪ The moonlit night fades away ♪
♪ And dawn quietly breaks ♪
♪ When the eyes finally open ♪
♪ It's already too late ♪
♪ Without my love, every day feels like death ♪
♪ Nights pass counting stars in distress ♪
♪ Every single moment feels like a punishment ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered ♪
♪ When they're lost forever ♪
♪ You only realize who truly mattered, ♪
Baani!
♪ You only realize who truly mattered... ♪
(soft music plays)
Baani!
Why have you come here? To break up with me?
To apologise, Baani.
For breaking your trust.
For asking lame questions.
For abandoning you. I'm sorry.
(sobs)
Did you see that video?
I did.
Gaurav, I swear it's not me.
- Somebody-- - I know. I know.
I trust you, Baani.
I love you.
♪ I wish to stay by your side ♪
♪ What is the heart, after all? ♪
♪ For you, my beloved ♪
♪ This life is at your command, just say the word ♪
You love making deepfake.
Bro. Bro.
- I didn't do it. - Bash him.
Bash him.
The girl in this video is not Baani Sharma.
I superimposed her face on somebody else's face,
through deepfake.
She's my colleague
and I liked her.
She wouldn't give me attention.
So I made this video to malign her.
I had no idea this would go viral.
I'm sorry.
Baani, I'm sorry.
Sir. Sir. Why did you do this?
(indistinct chatter)
- Bobby. - Yes.
How did you catch him?
I sent a link to the one who uploaded the source video.
He clicked on it and got nabbed.
Why didn't you say you're so good!
- Bobby! - Too good.
(breathes heavily)
I shouldn't have doubted your friends.
They're your friends too, Baani.
They are way better than Karan.
(chuckles)
I'm really sorry, Babbu.
I know I said too many lies to you.
I went on the drive and the message--
(gentle Punjabi song plays)
Baani!
(Atul) Love brings people together.
But trust keeps that love alive.
(Atul) I knew both of you love each other.
But I wanted to see
how much both of you trust each other.
(Atul) Gaurav.
You held on to Baani when others abandoned her,
including me.
Forgive me, dear.
(gentle Punjabi song plays)
I'm sorry.
Bless you.
Thank you.
(closing title song plays)