Bro...
What are you up to?
Increasing the views.
Listen bro...
Your...
What's the score?
No idea.
You just check and tell me.
Unbelievably useless.
We lost.
Listen idiot...
Did you talk to Inaaya?
What?
I mean... with Inaaya, right?
Did you talk?
Yes.
We talked.
Everything is sorted.
Sure?
You want me to to talk to her?
Or Nidhi?
No, let's keep Nidhi out of this.
And I didn't kiss her.
She was drunk and came on to me.
in Barcelona.
And
We had a discussion...
and... there's no confusion.
Sausage?
Nothing.
I was just thinking.
Let's go.
About whatever Nidhi said that day?
No.
Kartik could never.
Even if he cheats in his dreams...
he'll get up and tell me first.
And we spoke about it It's all good.
Great.
Then what's the problem.
Why is your soul unable to find solace?
It's the song.
The first one wasn't even a song.
It was a slam poem.
It was just a piece of good luck.
I don't know, how it became such a hit.
Ya, it was numero uno on socials.
Right.
In the second one, I let out all my angst.
Distance from Dhundhun...
Varun's accident.
It was a fluke.
I really don't think I can.
I don't think...
Stop it.
Innu...
Breathe.
These rivers of angst...
never run dry.
They just flow on.
The first 4 songs will be about break ups...
then one will be so amazing that it will touch the soul.
That's the one we want.
I don't know.
I feel like I am in a car...
It's on a highway....
The highway leads somewhere...
I don't have control...
on the car...
nor the highway.
It feels like everything is....
working on auto pilot mode?
Come...
Come.
Chug it.
Come.
Now sit.
Sleep.
What?
Take a nap.
Dude, it's 11 a.m.
So?
I will go for a jog...
and get us some coffee and croissants on the way back.
and may be a solution to your auto pilot problem.
Till then...
you sleep.
Your beautiful mind deserves to be filled with beautiful words.
Not terrifying thoughts.
I am serious.
Sleep.
Okay.
Good night.
The couch...
Kartik...
Inaaya, I have been trying to talk...
Not now.
Please.
Inaaya, I...
Let's talk tomorrow.
Please.
She was confused....
and drunk. I...
I didn't kiss. -Groceries...
are finished.
It's your turn to order.
Could you please do it?
What?
And...
Vroon.
Vroon is coming for dinner tomorrow.
The food will be made according to his preference.
Just talk to him once.
Inaaya, can we please talk?
Please.
Whatever you want to say...
I can't listen to it right now.
Whatever you are thinking... -What am I thinking?
Huh?
That...
Nidhi and I...
I don't give fuck about Nidhi.
Kartik...
I'm thinking...
that you just...
keep lying over and over again.
Every fucking time.
"I want to go to Barcelona...
no, want to come back."
"Shut it down."
"I have a partner."
"And you know what?"
"I fucking kissed her."
"Or no, may be I didn't."
"We were drunk."
"Now, she's in love with me."
"But still...
I want to start a business with her only."
"Won't ask Inaaya about anything...
and won't tell her anything."
"And why should I tell her?"
"We are just living together."
Why should she know anything aside from that?"
Fuck!
My head is bursting.
Just for fuck's sake...
can I just have a moment?
To breathe and process everything...
that you've fucking said and done?
1 P.M., Deshmukhs.
My designs work for you?
Yes.
And this?
Does this work for you?
What?
This partnership?
After what I have done, I...
I don't blame you if you don't want to...
Nidhi...
You made a mistake while you were drunk.
I made a bigger mistake....
by hiding it from Inaaya.
Believe me, I'm the one at fault.
You still refuse to make eye contact with me.
I am sorry.
I will leave, Kartik.
I think you're perfectly capable to run this thing on your own and I'll be...
more than...
happy to be an absent...
silent partner.
And you will...
find a great interior designer. So...
It's all good.
I don't want someone great.
I think, you are supposed to say...
Not great but...
I want you.
I know.
Nidhi...
listen.
I don't want a silent absent partner.
You made a mistake...
in personal life.
But professionally, the trust you have placed in me...
and my craft.
Without it, neither I...
Nor House of Gaudi can work.
Really.
My personal life...
I should have...
put more faith in my relationship.
Whatever happened last night was fucked up.
If I had told Inaaya earlier...
it would have been embarrassing last night.
but not hurtful.
You made a mistake.
A small one...
but mine was greater.
Don't talk to me like this.
Obviously people will ask if you wear such things.
One second, bro.
That's a part of my fucking look. Okay?
At least I look like a musician.
Stop talking nonsense.
Dude, please.
You don't add cheese in "Dabeli".
And Elphinstone comes after Parel, don't you know that?
Don't you know the entire subway is dug up?
Yell louder!
You disturbed her.
How long was I out?
It's 2050. We have flying cars outside.
Our single is literally the greatest piece of music...
like the Bible of Music.
Don't go out, they worship you.
They'll mob us.
Guys...
Amazon has sent a mail.
Our next song is due in five days.
So...
We are running out of time.
Rad tune is ready.
If we get some rad lyrics...
then we can produce.
I am sorry Izzy, today...
We are going to Khandala today.
We will crack the song there.
Auto pilot issue solved.
What?
I can't.
I am sorry. -Listen...
My friend Kabir has a really nice cafe there.
And he is very much into music so
what better place to jog our brain?
I am sorry. -Inaaya...
Okay. Innu...
Innu, wait...
Listen.
I'm saying this as a friend.
Just try and immerse yourself in music.
You don't want to write massy right?
Fuck it. Don't write.
Write whatever you want. Just write what you feel.
I know you can't write in this city in such an atmosphere.
Come along.
Come.
It's only a couple of hours away!
We will be back by the morning.
We will come back by tonight if you get bored.
You want, I will call Cartoon.
As you can see...
this is the plan for the 1 BHK and the 2 BHK...
and the 3 BHK... -Wait a minute.
Sir?
Why are you showing us houses?
I don't understand...
I thought, this project...
is for your multi-storey building in Lower Parel...
It's our office's parking lot project.
What?
Sorry... -No, wait.
What?
Ma'am...
I don't know what you were expecting but...
the contract for our building is secured with Patil & Sons.
Work has already started.
Didn't you inform Mr Batra?
I am sorry, sir. We make buildings, not parking lots.
I think, there's some miscommunication.
They failed to give you a clear briefing for the project.
It's okay sir. We can't do anything about it.
Alright then...
guess we're done then.
Yes sir.
We will do it sir.
What? -No.
Sorry sir, wait. Kartik...
It's a parking lot.
Yes, I know.
Sir, we will design it and build it too.
But son, we just want to park our cars.
Sir, we will build such a place that once you park your car
you won't feel like taking it out.
But son...
we require cars everyday.
And we need work, sir.
If we leave today just because...
it's a parking lot project, why work for it...
What's the point of having our degree?
What's the use of our passion.
And sir...
People learn to take small steps before making big jumps.
Sir, if I step back from...
taking my first step...
then how will I take a long jump?
What?
You understood my emotions, right?
Just feel it, sir.
And who knows, while designing such parking lots, one day...
we might be designing the next Deshmukh's complex.
Or a mall.
Right? -Right.
Right.
Sorry sir, I shouldn't have answered like that.
That's okay. You can start the work.
All the best. -Thank you.
Thank you, Sir.
Thank you.
Okay.
Is he okay?
No, sir.
But... He is the best at what he does so...
I trust him.
Thank you, sir.
Okay.
Legal team will send you the contract tomorrow.
Thank you.
Congratulations.
Our first project, finally.
All thanks to you.
Thanks to me?
See, I had already packed my bag.
Had you not given that speech...
I am a little filmy.
Little?
Sure.
Okay, leave it.
When are we partying?
You do realise, I am flying in 3 hours?
So?
Wow!
Let me come back then...
If the waves of alcohol and work don't sway, then my name isn't Nidhi Batra.
Waves? -I know...
Fantastic job.
Ya. -Ya.
Are you guys planning to settle down here?
No, we were only sipping on some water. Time to go now...
We are leaving. -Thanks.
Nice Inu...
You will fill the whole notepad.
After jotting down four horrible lines...
I write one good line.
Takes time.
And...
pages.
See, progress.
Not really.
Can I read?
"Subhanallah"
Come on, dude.
Tell me honestly, how it is.
Honestly... my...
Oh my god!
Touched your soul again?
You don't believe me?
Pranay, Izzi.
Oh!
Please.
So, Pranay...
you need to...
Come on. Quickly.
Just set this up.
Go with, C G A...
D and E.
Some upbeat beat, bro.
Wassup Khandala?
I am Rishi Rish and I have a surprise for all of you.
Today,
I'm going to perform our new song exclusively for you.
So, are you ready?
Izzi...
Rishi....
is gone.
Rishi....
is gone.
Rishi....
is gone.
Thank you, Khandala.
Alright guys... that was the band.
We have Pranay on the guitar.
Izzi on the beat.
And...of course....
This song was written by the most beautiful lady in the room.
Lyricist par excellence.
Innu....
Innu... -Innu....
Dude, you should do a show here on Christmas eve.
It will be great.
Sure, we will see.
I can't commit anything as of now.
And Innu is her own person.
Bro, your new song will be a chartbuster and it will be
a great show in my new club.
Sure. We will think about it.
Dude, I was just telling him that on Christmas eve...
Yes, yes.
Okay.
I will make a move. Sorry.
All good, bro?
Good?
Just wanted to talk to Varun.
I think he's ghosting me again.
Which is...
weird.
Don't involve Innu.
She's already...
Yes boss, I know.
I will take the cab.
You guys bring the car tomorrow.
He is my Momager more than my manager.
Cool. See you.
See you, bro.
I'll also head out.
I will be in the office.
The place is yours till then.
Just don't sell it like your dad's yacht.
"Subhan"...
Ya, I know.
Enough music now.
It's time for some drinks.
Come.
It was nice to see you so happy.
Thanks.
I needed this.
You need something else also.
What?
"Ustad LMFAO" has said
shots....
Everybody, shots....
What are you doing?
When will you evolve?
What's this "hmmm"?
"Hmmm".
Express your damn feelings...
Leave it.
Let's go there...
I'll surprise her.
And?
And...
I will say sorry.
Let's go.
Guys...
you carry on.
I will stay back.
Inaaya should not feel that we are ganging up on her.
We didn't ponder it that much. -Right, dude.
We just form a group and head out...
to express our emotions.
Thank you baby.
Hey...
Innu...
You are a poet...
a deep thinker...
Have you ever experienced a sense of disconnect from the world?
Same.
Everything is synced out.
This world...
Me, from this world.
everything.
Why is it so... -Shut up!
Just listen.
Don't speak.
Life has shown me a lot.
Now I realise that we Gen Z...
give so much importance to ourselves.
We haven't put in any effort to deserve it.
You know, my life...
my career...
relationship...
all were in my hand.
I took all those...
put it in my bag of mixed emotions... and...
Fucked it. -Shut...
Yes.
Right.
Yes, I know.
I am "Sindbad, the sailor" of the same boat.
Since four years...
rockstar...
I don't know... carrying my fuckboy image and...
nobody ever bothers to inquire about my emotions.
It's "Subhan allah".
What else?
No, it's not.
It's not.
I hope, it will be one day but...
because of that my present is messed up.
You know...
I visit my parents just three times in a year.
Mom's birthday, Dad's birthday.
Rishabh's birthday.
Our relationship is just about money.
Nothing else.
Just to keep people around happy...
Rishi Rish keeps smiling.
Do you believe that day will come, Innu?
In the desire of that day, I am throwing away each moment into unfamiliar darkness.
Oh!
Wow!
Is the word you were looking for to sound cool.
Come.