Suri and Moses' partnership, steadying the Indian innings.
Shadab, ready to bowl once again...
And stumped...
Suri losing his cool in a moment of excitement.
Irresponsible batting.
The crowd at Sharjah... thrilled.
Pakistan, now in full control of this game.
And Niranjan Suri...
Returns to the pavilion, after making just 19.
Why are we watching this?
Greetings, Niranjan. Joshi here. AJ.
Go on, AJ.
Score less than 20 tomorrow.
But the closer it is to 20, the higher the price.
Payment? - Don't worry about that, Niranjan.
The arrangement will be the same as before. Okay?
Fine.
You're a man of your word, coach.
Out exactly on 19.
Mr Dhawan, that was a different time.
Loads of pressure;
the underworld... and so on.
But never after that, I swear.
How predictable.
Like a fixed cricket match.
Pun intended.
Relax, coach.
This isn't an interrogation.
It's more of a reunion actually.
Time to meet an old friend.
Greetings, Niranjan.
How are you?
It's me, AJ! I told Mr Dhawan,
that Niranjan is special. Special!
And I need to convince him in person.
Mr Dhawan, he recognises neither me nor my voice.
Never mind.
No problem at all.
Old friends may be forgotten but,
old habits die hard.
'Social media has erupted since the news came out.'
'This is very shameful for Indian cricket.'
'Will the ICB sweep this issue under the carpet?'
'Does Vayu's silence prove his admission of guilt?'
Vayu, you're trending on social media for all the wrong reasons.
Is it true that you've done a DNA test?
What're you gonna name your child?
That's it, that's it!
Come on, come on!
Shot!
- Great shot, Arvind. Super!
Useless!
Never mind, Prashant. You will get it.
This fuckwit will never get it.
Prashant, focus. C'mon!
Shot!
Come on, Prashant!
Whoa!
What?
Tougher with a batsman standing in front of the stumps?
Come on!
Come on, Prashant! Get him out! C'mon!
Come on Ankit, bowl!
In its own backyard, even a sheep is a lion.
A session in the nets has put him in his place... Look at that!
Rohini...
Rohini! - Huh?
What's his problem? - Don't even ask!
He's not thinking... can't even decide whether to go short or full.
He doesn't use his brain in the nets! Idiot!
See what I'm talking...?
Play some spin.
He'll join you in a bit.
Come.
Look at that, we have a new coach now.
You know something, Prashant?
You and I are hardly different.
I came here from a small town just like you.
So small that, let alone flights,
there wasn't even a direct train to Bombay from there.
Then suddenly meeting and working with people
I had only ever seen on TV or newspapers...!
It can make anyone nervous.
At least, I was.
Just like you.
How old were you when you came to Mumbai?
Me? 17 years old.
And the first scene of my first film was with Vikram Khanna.
Vikram Khanna!
I'm a big fan. - Exactly.
Even I was a huge fan of his since childhood.
Let alone deliver lines in front of him,
I couldn't even utter a sound!
The director kept yelling 'action'
and I stood right there... petrified!
Vikram sir stopped the shoot.
He took me aside and said,
'Zarina, forget that I am Vikram Khanna.'
'Forget that you are Zarina Malik. Forget everything.'
'Remember only this moment.'
'There was nothing before it, nor is there anything after it.'
'In this moment, there's no one better than you.'
'You are the best.'
'And if you survive this moment...'
'then you've won the moment.'
And it doesn't matter if you're facing Vikram Khanna or Arvind Vashishth.
What the fuck!
He got his middle stump!
Arvind Vashishth's middle stump!
A crack in the wall! Not even Shoaib could do that!
I heard, the new boy bowled Arvind! Did you see that, coach?
Start on your drills, Dwight.
All these players... what if one of them squeals?
Did you ever squeal?
If you've already got all these players...
Why do you need me? - Isn't it obvious, coach?
You decide team selection. You're part of the team strategy.
You literally can run the game for me from the dugout.
And you think...
Arvind won't find out what's happening around him?
'What's going on, coach?'
'Nothing.'
'But coach, I think something's wrong with that dismissal.'
'Nothing is wrong, Arvind.'
'Why the hell is he bowling so many wide balls?'
'Don't worry, Arvind. I'll fix it.'
'Why is he batting so slowly?'
'It's a difficult wicket, Arvind.'
'Everything is fine.'
'Everything is just fine.'
Arvind Vashishth trusts you.
A circus lion follows its ringmaster
not because it is afraid of him...
But because, it trusts him.
This league is my circus, coach.
And you will be my ringmaster.
See? See that?
He's good.
He's good. Isn't he good?
Why are you asking me? I'm no expert.
No, he needs to play the next game.
Needs to?
Dhawan wants him to play.
Mr Dhawan is a man of so many talents, isn't he?
First he decides which brands you endorse and now...
he's your team selector.
I feel you're giving up too much for too little.
I asked you to arrange a preview screening for me.
They haven't responded yet.
I'll get on it.
Gabbar!
Come here... come here.
Come here!
Fine!
Keep your distance. Don't mess with me!
What do I wear?
This one?
What do you think?
I like it.
Not bad, huh?
I'm gonna go.
I'm gonna beat the Hurricanes.
I'll get you once I'm back, you dog!
You bloody dog!
Sir...
Sir, selfie please? - Yeah.
Thank you.
Selfie?
How may I help you, sir?
Get me a glass of water.
What?
Cheese!
Indian women, big problem. Very backward.
You are forward, huh? Very forward!
I saw your photo. Sexy photo!
No, no! Good, good!
It's good!
Women are a big problem anyway, yeah?
Look at Vayu.
You... No problem.
No pregnant... No tantrums...
Good, good!
I did not like what you did today, Zarina.
Taking Prashant out of the net session like that...
But it worked, right?
He got you out, clean-bowled.
And what about in a match?
Will you give him a pep talk six times an over?
You're overreacting.
I think Prashant is good enough to play on the team.
Look, let's get something straight.
Outside the ground, the team is yours. But on it, it's mine!
And if you still want to play selector, you can find another captain.
That's always an option.
Vayu,
did you speak with Meera?
There's nothing to talk about.
So you don't think she deserves an explanation?
Listen, if she cared for an explanation,
she wouldn't have kicked me out of her house that day.
You go around impregnating women, and think your girlfriend won't get angry?
I wasn't even with Meera when I... you know...
Wow!
You could've been more careful, couldn't you?
Can't even fucking use a condom! - Rohini!
Useless!
My sex life is my private matter! - Yeah, but it's fully public now!
I don't want to talk about this. - Yeah! Why should you talk?
It's your life, do whatever!
Welcome to Chandigarh, Zarina! Please come over to my hotel...
Suite 1076.
I can't.
Excuse me?
Mr Dhawan, if you want to meet, we will meet in a public place.
Not in your room.
Of course.
How un-gentlemanly of me.
Please, pick a place, and I'll be there.
Will that be all, sir?
Yes.
Close the door on your way out.
I hope this place is public enough for you?
I couldn't decide which table I wanted, so...
I just booked them all.
Red wine, right?
Here we go!
What happened with Arvind?
I don't think he will select Prashant.
I did my best.
Why don't you just sleep with him and be done with that?
Tell me, Zarina...
Do you like being a failure?
Coz you've been failing me every single time.
In fact you're, useless to me.
You have no business being a part of the Mavericks.
Do it then.
Release me.
Let me go.
There's a time for everything, Zarina.
Right now, it's time for you to be at the sponsors party.
You may leave.
Hi, Mumbai Mavericks!
Hello. Greetings. Good evening!
I'm your friend Sunil Pal.
Applause, please.
We have all these lovely cricketers present here.
Let's talk about African and West Indian players.
My, my! They are such beautiful people!
Nobody can 'black'mail them.
They have an unfair advantage on the field.
Un-'fair' advantage!
Oh, yes! I got that!
Well, Devender... - Yep.
don't laugh too hard. - Why?
When you are fielding near the black sight screen,
it's difficult to tell if it is you or your shadow!
Until you show your teeth, that is!
Devender, don't give me that scary look.
However much we 'progress',
our mindset will never change.
You are ignoring my point.
I'm not.
He gets nervous in the nets. He'll fuck up in the match!
But I heard, he got you clean...
Arvind, this boy has an element of surprise.
Imran Khan did the same thing...
picked up Akram and Waqar from the streets
and thrust them straight into an international match!
In fact, Shoaib started so young...
Had these guys wasted time practising,
maybe their talent would've gone unnoticed.
Besides, we're not under pressure in this match.
We can experiment.
Could help us in the playoffs, who knows?
Look, there's no compulsion.
Consider it with a calm mind.
I don't want to experiment.
Hamish, Dwight... they're doing a great job.
I don't think I want to change the winning combination.
What a boring party...
I'm getting out of here. What do you say?
How about a private party?
Look.
That's my guy.
Tell me if you want some Colombian powder.
Not in the mood.
Hey, Vayu.
Champagne, sir? - No, just...
A glass of water.
Sir.
So?
How're you holding up?
I can't speak for the national team,
but you'll remain in my team as long as you give your hundred percent.
And that's all that matters to me.
As for your personal life
and what the media says... I don't really care.
Just don't let all of this distract you.
Okay?
I won't let you down, skip.
Champagne, sir? - No, thank you.
In fact, I'll have what he's having.
On the rocks.
1, 2, 3, 4...
(singing karaoke)
Hamish, ladies and gentlemen!
Is this for real?
Your back is fucked up already.
I'll manage.
Seriously...? - I'll be fine!
Fuck! Oh, shit!
Don't touch me... don't touch me!
The 'Indian Cancer Foundation' would like to thank the Mumbai Mavericks...
They've spared time and encouraged these kids... Thank you, Mumbai Mavericks!
Attention, children. When you play a straight drive,
make sure your leg gets to the pitch of the ball. Like this.
Lean slightly forward, head straight and over the ball, and...
That's it.
Understand? Come...
Keep playing. I'll be back.
Himanshu, mic please. - Meera!
Thank you. Get the equipment out. - Meera, please.
Listen... just talk to me, please. - I'm sorry. Do I know you?
Meera, I didn't want this. - Neither did I.
Do you know what you are, Vayu Raghavan? You are hollow to the core!
You have no emotions, no feelings, nothing!
In fact, you're just another PPL cricketer with an overactive fucking dick!
Get out of my face! - Meera, listen. Look...
Himanshu, get the equipment out, please! - Meera look, we had broken up when this happened.
It's not like I cheated on you. - I don't care!
Just, come on... - Don't fucking touch me, Vayu!
Meera, people are watching. - Oh!
Now you care what people think about you? - No, it's too late for that.
But I care what people think of you. - It doesn't...
It doesn't matter anymore!
Every time, every second I think... fuck, when you'll do something stupid!
No matter how hunky-dory it is, you will find a way to fuck it up!
Just leave me alone. - Meera, just...
Vayu, what happened?
Give me your guy's number from last night. - What?
The guy from last night... his number!
Quick!
Meera... - Hi.
Everything all right?
I just... I don't wanna talk about it.
If you need anything... - Yeah, thank you.
Hamish's injury is quite serious. He can't play for at least two weeks.
Here, this is his report. Take a look!
Thanks.
There you are.
You've all got your wish.
Bring in your Shoaib Akhtar now.
Well, I guess we don't have a choice.
Devender, are you there?
Get him! Get him!
Hold him, man!
Hold him, hold him!
Help! Let me go!
Grab his feet!
No one's coming to save you!
Oh, no! What happened, darling?
You look so cute!
See, this is how the big guys celebrate! They don't eat the cake...
they smash it on you! Get that?
You've turned the poor guy into a ghost!
Oh no, the poor thing is about to cry.
Don't cry. It's a joyous occasion.
Because...
you've been selected to play!
Both of us will play together now!
Drink.
No, thanks. - Drink.
The man of the moment isn't drinking. - Now don't spoil him.
Tomorrow is his first match. Don't fuck around.
Just one... - No!
We are brothers, like Steve Waugh and Mark Waugh.
If these guys mess with you, just let me know, I'll fuck them!
Fuckwit!
The party's over. Enough of fun.
No. Scram! We have a match tomorrow, a meeting as well.
So soon? - Yes, go on.
Dwight!
Please, go. Leave.
Put that there.
Good night. - Not you.
Sit.
Go.
Don't trip.
No way!
Goodnight!
Bravo.
This is just the beginning.
You have a long way to go.
A lot of people toiled to get you selected, you know.
So obviously, you have to repay their favour.
Who are they?
Those who actually run the entire show, of course!
I will introduce you to them soon.
For now, all you must do is...
bowl the way I tell you to.
Okay? Don't be afraid to bowl no-balls and wides.
If I tell you to concede extra runs, you just need to do it.
Don't overthink it, this is how the game works.
It's controlled from the very top.
I'm only trying to help you.
And they are bastards, they can do anything!
Understand?
The sooner you understand, the easier it'll be.
Fine?
Go on then, get some rest.
Go on, kid.
Bowl the way I tell you to.
Don't be afraid to bowl no-balls and wides.
If I tell you to concede extra runs, you just need to do it.
I'm only trying to help you.
They are bastards, they can do anything!
The sooner you understand, the easier it'll be.
Vayu.
Vayu?
Vayu!
Ma'am...
Hey!
Vayu! Vayu!
Hello?
Okay! Vayu is missing.
Please track and find him.
Rohini, I can't do this every time.
You know it's illegal, right?
Tanay, he's missed the team meeting again. Arvind sir's going to be mad!
Okay last time, I promise.
We don't have time, Tanay. Please do it.
Okay.
Okay, I found him. He's in the basement parking.
Rohini... he's not moving.
Hello? - Rohini,
where is Vayu? - He is in his room.
I'm with him, sir. - Let me talk to him.
Sir...
he's a little unwell.
Just let him know that the team bus leaves at 4.
And if he's not on it... - Yes sir, he'll be there!
Tanay, we need to get to work.
We need to get him ready for the match.
Room service? Vayu, get up!
Rohini... - Put him up.
Vayu, have this!
Open your mouth.
No, no... have it!
Open your mouth.
Vayu... Vayu, just chew it.
Hold him, hold him!
Cold shower.
Steam!
Cold shower number 2.
Get in!
I'm sorry, I'm...
Get on the treadmill, now!
Cold shower number 3.
Guys, come on!
Hey, stop!
Stop!
Stop right there!
It's me. Vayu Raghavan.
Go ahead! - Okay? Drive... speed up!
Vayu Raghavan?
Fuck!
I'm really sorry, I was a bit...
You're dropped from the team, Vayu.
What...?
No, no... it won't happen again!
I missed the bus by just a minute. Please...
You do realise it's not about you missing the team bus.
I don't care about your personal life
as long as you're committed to the team.
But I am committed to the team.
Really?
Then what did you take last night?
I just know about these old guys like...
coke, hash,
weed, acid...
But these days,
there are quite a few folks to hang out with, right?
So?
Who was keeping you company?
Those who forget why they're in the game in the first place,
are those whom the game forgets.
Remember?
Come rain or shine, it never made a difference.
We were out playing cricket.
With that passion,
even those with little talent
end up playing at the national or international level.
But with fame, money and recognition,
half of them lose their way.
But the committed ones
never lose that passion.
Nothing can come between them and their cricket.
They know this game is cruel.
One mistake could finish their careers.
You're not bigger than the game.
And if you are really sorry,
then show it to us.
Take this punishment as a bullet to your heart
and prove it that you can turn around.
Promise yourself
and your cricket
that this will never happen again.
Mr Handa. - Hi, Ms Zarina!
Welcome to Chandigarh. - Thank you. Thank you.
I hope our hospitality is up to the mark.
No, you are the best host!
What you did for us in Chennai... I can't thank you enough for that.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
Besides, you are helping us out too.
Huh?
You dropped Vayu and brought in a new bowler for this match.
I guess
you keep yourself away from the team selection.
Arvind decides the playing eleven.
Your captain is amazing indeed.
He is testing his bench strength against us.
Prudent, isn't he?
But you shouldn't take our team lightly.
It's our home ground, after all.
I'll see you after the match. Good luck.
See you. Good luck.
Go Mavericks!
Prashant.
Think of this as your first and last match.
Yes, sir.
And prove that no one can keep you out from this team.
Not even I... Yeah? Come on!
Here we go!