You're fired, Mehul Bose.
Just get out.
(tense music swelling)
-(Anand) Stop it! -(Mehul) Mousumi, what is the truth?
He was accused of molestation!
(soft music)
(coworker 1) Where are you going?
-What happened? -Mehul?
-(coworker 2) What happened? -(coworker 3) Mehul?
Mehul!
(coworker 4) Has she been fired?
Who will replace her now?
(ambulance siren wailing)
(dramatic music rising)
(title theme music rising)
(Shekhar) Raise your voices!
Down with patriarchy!
Raise your voices!
STUBBORN LOVE
(indistinct chatter on walkie-talkie)
I am asking you something.
Why did you break the glass?
Is this why you go to the office?
Devi-ji, get her talking.
You want me to slap you?
Madam.
Answer.
Or else you'll be infuriating her.
(Anand) Sir... Sir, excuse me.
Excuse me, sir.
Sir, I will tell you.
Did I ask you?
-Sir-- -Who are you?
Who let you in?
-Take him out. -Sir, please listen to me.
My name is Anand Ghosh.
So?
Sir, please just take this call.
-Just once, please. -Why?
Are you some minister's son-in-law?
I'm no son-in-law. Just an ordinary...
Sir, I'm a common man.
Honestly, sir.
Sir, honestly, please.
Inspector Khasnobis speaking.
Okay, madam.
I'll let her go if you insist.
But don't you ever claim that the police didn't take action.
Okay.
Thank you, sir. Thank you.
How are you related to her?
A friend, sir.
A friend.
Put in an application and sign it.
Okay, sir.
And teach your friend how to behave.
Oh, sure, sir.
Sir, paper?
No...
Okay.
Paper?
Thank you.
(police siren wailing)
Thank God Mousumi-ji took back the complaint.
I don't want her help.
Okay, don't take her help. Let's go back inside, shall we?
Listen.
I can't stand around and hear people talking rubbish about Shekhar-da.
What's so special about Shekhar-da that you threw away your job for him?
-Huh? -I'll find another job.
Another?
(soft music)
Okay, go home.
Start prepping. I'll send you some interview links.
I can't go home.
They'll worry if they find out.
You go back to work.
I'll manage.
Hmm? I'll see you later. Bye, Anand.
But, Mehul...
(melancholic music)
Open your mouth.
One... two...
Come on, say "ah"...
Done!
Now, again.
Open your mouth...
Done!
I'm right here. Okay?
Don't be naughty.
I'm going upstairs. I'll feed her before I go home.
Hmm?
(melancholic music)
What is this, Shekhar-da? This is no way to live!
Always working, always at the office!
(Shekhar) Then tell me how to live.
That's the spirit!
Working so hard makes you tired.
Sadness in your eyes, loneliness in your heart.
If you ask me, I think you should mar--
Schrödinger equation. We need to revise it.
You didn't solve the problem?
Hmm?
And what were you saying I should do?
Marry.
Marriage is not everything.
Especially if the society is pressurising you to do it.
I need time.
I need to work on my start-up.
-There's a lot to do. -(paper rustling)
And you also need to work on your future, your exams.
-Exams? -Hmm.
And then?
What after that?
(dreamy music)
-Can I say something, Shekhar-da? -Hmm?
I think you and I will get married in the same year.
Really?
Is that so?
Very good!
Let's do something. Let's get the cards printed. Okay?
Come here.
(playful music)
Now, come on, write down the statement for the card.
Come on now.
Ready?
All the sums of Schrödinger equation.
Hmm!
The entire chapter on thermodynamics.
With all the problems.
-But, Shekhar-da-- -This is a punishment, Mehul,
for not paying attention.
You'll end up nowhere.
You'll turn into a loafer.
And do not show me your face until you've done your homework.
-(comical music) -Mehul...
Mehul!
I mean it!
(melancholic music swelling)
♪ Time has come to a stop ♪
♪ Relationships are melting Into tears ♪
♪ These winds are unknown to me ♪
♪ They make me long To touch your again ♪
(conch-shell blowing in distance)
(keyboard keys clicking)
(mysterious music)
Hey, guys!
This is Sayantika. Your VJ this afternoon!
Here we are, friends. This is team Unicorn at work.
Let me introduce you to Mr. Abhishek Choudhury.
Say hi.
-Hi, gorgeous! -(woman) Hi, baby!
Guys, this is my darling Vidya! BFF!
And, guys, now presenting the institute of ideology,
big bro of the nation...
my boyfriend, Shekhar Dutta!
(Shekhar) Hi, Sayantika ma'am.
(Sayantika) Yeah! Let's dance, baby! Come on, let's dance!
-Come, come... -Hey!
What is happening... What... What are you doing?
(voices muffling)
(in Bengali) What are you doing, Mehul? Hmm?
Enough, now. Leave it.
Think about your future.
My future is very bright.
Ah! "Very bright" is it?
So bright that one can see nothing. (chuckles)
What is this?
Mousumi was your friend!
So, why is she bad-mouthing you?
(mysterious music)
Why did you commit suicide, Shekhar-da?
Tell me.
Sayantika would know, right?
Where's she hiding?
Let it go, Mehul.
Doesn't matter anymore.
It matters to me.
My life revolves around this one truth.
(music swelling)
You don't want to tell me? Fine, don't.
No matter where Sayantika is hiding, I'll find her.
(traffic cacophony in distance)
Come.
(pigeons cooing)
(man) Who is it?
I am Sayantika's friend.
Mehul Bose.
(mysterious music)
I came here with her years ago.
Remember?
I hardly remember anything these days.
Do you need anything?
No... I just dropped by to ask how she is doing.
No idea, dear.
We don't talk.
Why?
The last time she left home, she didn't return.
So... where does she stay now?
Who knows... Maybe with her husband.
Really?
She got married?
To whom?
That guy, Shekhar Dutta?
-Shekhar Dutta? -Yes?
Don't talk about him!
What he did to our girl was just horrible.
How could he do that to her?
She wouldn't sleep all night.
Counselling, medicines, we tried everything.
God knows what she went through!
Um, I'm really sorry, Uncle.
(man sniffling)
But who is Sayantika married to now?
No idea.
She said that she had to go on a trip.
She said she would tell us when she returns.
So... she has not returned home since then?
And she hasn't called?
You should've gone to the police.
Want me to help? I can help you.
No...
Uncle, I am Sayantika's friend.
If you have any information on her,
an address, a phone number, anything,
please just tell me.
You can trust me, Uncle.
We had a girl's phone number.
Vidya Haldar.
Sayantika's friend.
You have her number, right?
Yes.
(Sayantika's dad) This one, right?
(Sayantika's mother) Yes, yes.
-I see. -This is Vidya.
She calls sometimes.
I'll take her number.
Okay.
Thank you, Uncle. Thank you, Auntie.
I'll leave now.
Mehul...
If you meet her,
tell her
to come and meet her parents once.
(pensive music swelling)
I'll tell her.
Okay, take care.
(phone chiming)
-Hello? -(Vidya) Hi. Who's this?
I'm Mehul Bose. Are you Vidya Haldar?
Yes.
I need to talk to you.
Yes?
You're Sayantika's friend, right?
(tense music)
How did you get my number?
From Sayantika's father. I need to meet Sayantika.
Sorry, I can't help you.
Hello?
Shit!
(phone chiming)
Ma'am, please, I'll just take a minute.
I told you I can't help.
Ma'am, Sayantika's father said you call them.
Yes, so what?
Ma'am, I just need to know about Shekhar-da.
You know Shekhar-da, right?
Hello?
(suspenseful music intensifying)
(automated voice) Check the number and dial again.
What!
Shit!
(dramatic music rising)
Hello, Mehul Bose!
Where have you been?
Your phone's been busy.
Well, I...
-What? -I was on a...
Why do you seem off?
Let's switch you on then!
(clears throat)
I have applied for you...
at Unicorn!
Ha-ha!
-What? -Yes!
Your interview's in two days, Mehul Bose. Check your mail.
You wanted to go to Unicorn, right?
Huh?
Now, study well.
Okay? Study hard and just kill it in the interview!
Hey... Where's your smile?
Why so serious, Mehul Bose?
Oh, it's just...
I was on the phone and--
-Whatever I knew about Shekhar-da-- -Ah, Shekhar-da again...
-Chuck it. Sorry. -Tell me one thing. Seriously.
This Shekhar-da...
Is he Mr. India? Why can't we ever see him? Then we could talk.
Huh?
I too want to know where this Mr. India is! Hello!
I too want to meet Shekhar-da. Mr. India... Have you seen him?
Have you seen him?
-Anand! -What about you?
You have red sunglasses. I'm sure you can see him.
-Mr. India! Where's he? -(people laughing)
(Neel) There she comes.
(Dad) How's the office going?
All right.
Start eating.
(clock chiming)
Yes, take it.
(phone dings)
(Dad) Need anything else?
(Ma) Check your phone later. Eat.
-(phone dings) -(Ma) Neel, what have you done?
Always up to something.
(mysterious music)
(Ma in Bengali) What happened?
-Hey... -Ma, I'll be back.
-Finish your food. -I'll join you in a bit.
-Five minutes. -Where are you going?
Well!
Give me her fish.
-Hello. -(Anand) Tell me, Mehul Bose.
Uh... I need tickets to Darjeeling tomorrow.
I can't manage at the last minute. Can you help, please?
Wait, wait... Are you going on a trip?
(phone ticking)
Check your phone.
(phone dings)
-Who is this? -The number is switched off.
Ignore it. Someone must be playing a prank on you.
I don't think so.
Why? I get such messages all the time.
"Anand Ghosh, you're a millionaire!"
Anand, this is something else.
How are you so sure?
Ugh! I went to Sayantika's place, called up her friend,
asked her about Shekhar-da.
-She hung up. -Hmm.
Slow down, Mehul Bose.
Introduce all these new characters to me first.
Anand, we don't have time for all that right now.
Can you help with a ticket, please?
On one condition.
I'll come along.
No!
I cannot take you with me.
And as your friend, I cannot let you go alone.
(sighs)
Anand, there's no time for this!
You want the ticket?
Okay, fine.
Hmm.
Consider it done.
But tell me... who is this Sayantika?
(birds chirping)
(mysterious music swelling)
(train whistling)
(Anand) Hmm!
Sridevi enters Mr. India's life.
Wow!
(phone dings)
What is this? Another message!
"Go back, not safe"?
-See, what is this? -The story has taken a dangerous turn.
Bro, take a U-turn. I'll take it from here.
-Mehul, don't worry. Bro, turn-- -No!
-Please keep going. -Why?
(Mehul) Listen,
if there's danger, it means we're at the right place.
-I need to know who the danger is. -You can't just walk into danger!
What a dangerous hobby you have.
-God! -Anand.
Check the map. We're almost there.
Keep going straight.
(dramatic music rising)
-Are you sure? -A hundred percent sure.
Okay.
It's just 100 metres.
-Let's do this. -Take a left and stop.
Bro, keep the metre running. Turn the car around. We'll be right back.
Come on.
It leads here.
Show me.
Two minutes away.
Why don't you hide somewhere here?
I'll go and search at the mall square.
-Sure? -Yes. I think
I'll find something there.
-Okay? -Good luck.
I'll keep watch. Don't worry.
(dramatic music rising)
How can you find anyone in this crowd, Mehul Bose?
"Keventer's"?
(dramatic music intensifying)
Mehul... Mehul...
-Did you find something? -They must be around.
Here, read what's written here.
Look!
-Right. -It's this one.
Okay, listen, wait here. I'll go check and come back.
-Okay. -Wait here.
Yes, I'll be right here.
-Shit! -(phone clatters)
(Mehul) Shit! Shit! Come on!
-What are you doing? Hurry! -What happened?
Oh, shit, shit!
-What happened? -Run!
Just run!
Get them!
(dramatic music continues)
Let's go! Run!
Bro, drive fast!
Quick! We have to push off!
Note that car's number!
Run!
That was close!
Those goons look dangerous. We should go to the police.
No, I can't involve the police.
Finally, I found someone... Shit! And I lost the chance.
Why are you blaming yourself? You saw how dangerous they were.
(Mehul) I think we should try again.
(Anand) Are you mad, Mehul?
Anand, I can't come this close and go back empty-handed.
What if the unknown number is Sayantika's?
Doesn't matter. We can't fight these goons directly anyway.
You have a responsibility towards your family.
And tomorrow you have an interview at Unicorn.
Wait a sec. Shekhar-da and Sayantika both worked at Unicorn.
And we have seen that bugger at Unicorn's campus, right?
I think... the answers to all the questions are at Unicorn.
(title theme music)