Monica, pick up!
Shit! What to do now...
The number you’re calling is currently unavailable...
He’s killed you the bastard…
We’ve not spared big film stars!
Yes, not spared! Then how do we spare you?
-How? -Seriously sir,
I had one drink.
I didn’t even start the car.
I was pushing it to the petrol station.
Total buzz kill.
So you would’ve tanked up and vamoosh?!
We’re much smarter, that’s why we’ve caught and brought you here.
No sir, it’s not like that…
There’s no point showing me all this…
Hello, greetings! I need to file an urgent complaint …
Sir, please listen to me, it’s urgent…
Go there.
Has he lost his mind?
-He is pushing the police. -Hello, sir.
Sir?
Sir, please listen to me, it’s urgent…
Oh God!
Hello sir. May I sit? Thank you.
I need to file an urgent complaint.
It’s urgent so please write it.
I’m saying it’s urgent… and you’re peeling peas.
He’ll escape! It’s important that we catch him.
Please leave this. File my complaint.
May I get a glass of water?
I need to take my medicine.
Hey kiddo,
get him a glass of water.
Here.
What’re you taking them for?
Blood Pressure...
I am really tense… Could you please write…
-Sir? -Sir.
Why are you playing doctor at this age?
-Tell me? -Sir.
Just file his damn complaint.
Sir! Sir...
What is it?
Tell me.
Why are you creating a ruckus this late?
He killed her!
That boy killed that girl sir!
What?
Murder sir.
He committed murder!
Whose?
Tell me?
My film’s leading lady…
Monica.
Dhawal drop the game. Let’s go have fun.
You’re here!
How are you doing? Your table’s booked.
There?
Hey Jassi, stop fantasizing.
Monica’s way out of your league.
You Idiot, I create my own league.
Should I create yours too?
And this bottle is way out of your league bro!
Mangu sir’s orders
Settle your previous debts, then this bottle is yours? Ok?
Fucker!
First he won’t pay salary on time, then he won’t allow credit.
You know what, tell him...
He can keep his damn cab!
Anybody seen Monica around?
Seen?
She hangs in my car day in and out? Get it?
He’s her driver!
Stay in your limits you loser!
What had you come here to do?
Become an actor?
But you’ve become a waiter instead!
And you? Still dry right?
Monica’s ever let you touch her?
Driver, move aside!
It’ll be four storeys,
my Monica Bar.
Just like a club sandwich…
the bottom will be layered with drunkards;
the next layer will be dancers, then drunkards again,
and then the cherry on top Monica!
What do you say?
Yes Brother…
I told him…
Ok brother.
What did he say?
Big brother says...
first watch her…
think about it…
then make a decision.
Go ahead and watch.
I have no issues.
Bashir, tell Big Brother to invest,
I’ll take care of the rest!
You just find an oil well for us in Dubai,
and we’ll frack it in partnership.
Mangu’s opening up a bar for Monica,
she must’ve opened up things for him too, right?
Enough with the trailer man,
start the film already!
Gentlemen & Gentlemen!
Hold your breath…
cause the one who is about to grace the stage…
what can I say about her…
Shakira’s hips… Alia’s innocence…
Madhuri’s grace… Madhubala’s face…
Like Taj Mahal’s marble, the body of this shallot…
Here she is, to lighten your wallet!
-I told you. -I present to you now,
the most beautiful angel of Apsara Bar.
The queen of hearts.
The one and only, Monica!
What name did you say?
Monica.
When did you get a sex change?
Hey, keep it back!
Bloody hell!
I’m asking you for your name!
I’m Harkishan Khurana, from Punjab.
Long Live Durga!
So...
Monica is the leading lady of your film?
Yes, she is.
And you are?
Sir, I’m the producer.
Ok.
Which films have you produced?
I have made...
Have a small but need a big… dream.
I live in your hole.
And many such hits...
What on earth is he saying?
These are movie titles sir.
the one’s you see at Deepak Talkies, soft porn.
Titles like, ”Bahubali’s Peanuts”,
“All On The Floor,”
but HK has made all of these!
I’m HK! Harkishan Khurana.
I’d signed Monica for my biggest film,
but now…
Oh, it’s you!
Yes.
Do you cast police officers for such movies?
A little while back…
I heard this boy murder her!
You mother…interesting piece this one is…
Where did you hear it? On the radio?
Tell me?
-Sir? -You...
Do you know what you’re saying?
-And if you’re lying-- -I’m a familial producer Sir!
How can I be wrong?
The minute I hear audio,
I can gauge the correct visuals.
Monica has been murdered, please believe me!
Ok then,
tell me from the beginning.
Tonight, was a ‘Monica Night’ at the bar.
As soon as she was done performing, we met for a narration.
-Taxi. -She was acting strange.
When I told her off for not focusing on the story,
she back answered and left.
I lost it and then followed her…
But why?
I have given 25 years to this industry.
What would you do if some newcomer misbehaved with you?
I went after her to get back the money I paid her in advance…
I swear to God.
I’m not lying.
She got off an auto and went into her building.
I followed her to her room.
Before I could ring the bell, I heard screams from inside.
Forget about your dreams, you’ll achieve nothing without me.
-Shut up! -That boy was abusing Monica,
and he was so loud, I could hear it clearly outside.
Bitch! Who do you think you are?
Yes Subhalaxmi?
Bought it.
From where, tell me from where?
From the supermarket.
But I told you to go to Dadar market, right?
But who has time to go to Dadar market every day?
This is fresh and green, really good quality.
How much did you pay for it, tell me?
Hello? Tell me, how much did you pay for it?
Tell me.
Hello? Hello?
How much did you pay for it?
Rs. 80/KG.
How much, Rs. 80?
80.
8.0. Eighty!
-This is why I tell you... -Bitch!
-go to Dadar market and not... -That's right.
-some fancy ass supermarket… -He called her a bitch!
-Listen, Subhalaxmi. -What? Hello?
-I’ll call you back. -Listen to me, hello?
And many other names, let me think, it’ll come to me…
He cursed a lot.
Then what did he say?
I was scared.
Thought I’d try spying through the ventilator,
but that was too high. I couldn’t see what’s happening,
all I could hear was the guy repeatedly threatening to kill her.
I’ll kill you today.
Please Rajveer, stop saying that, I know you won’t do any such thing.
-Shut up bitch! -Then I tried something.
That’s when I heard sound of things breaking.
And then the door unlatched.
I quickly hid.
Then, I saw him drag out a heavy bag,
I caught glimpses of Monica’s hair hanging from the bag.
Swear to God, that bag must have had Monica’s dead body, believe me…
He’s killed her!
She is dead!
Who was the boy?
Do you know him?
Yes sir.
Rajveer.
A hopeless struggler.
Ever since I rejected his audition,
-he’s been a pain up my asshole! -Watch it!
Sorry sir.
A pain up my nose.
The corporator Dholakia had invested in my project.
That boy has ruined my big film, my career… everything!
You have to catch that bastard!
He ruined everything.
This is Monica from Apsara bar!
Is this Mangu’s girl?
Where does this Rajveer stay?
I told you,
you’ll end up like an overturned cockroach.
who will wiggle it’s legs thinking he’s moving,
but in reality - he’s getting nowhere!
What happened my superstar son?
What happened?
Where are you, my darling son?
I’ve checked every channel.
-You’re not here either… -I’m right here!
Not on this one either…
-Mom! -Come back.
I’m right here!
-Time’s up! -Just look, I am right here.
From tomorrow you get to work, printing with me.
-I don’t want to do any printing! -You’re not on this channel either…
-Look harder… -Printing…
-Rajjo, where are you? -Can you hear me?
-Printing! Printing! -Just look, I am right here.
Printing!
Can you please be quiet for two minutes?
And stop with the printing! I’m not interested!
I hope you don’t end up being a background artist like me, son.
No mom, believe me, one day I will become a superstar!
Hey Lokhandwala’s Aamir Khan!
Now who are you? Can’t you see we’re talking?
Are you dreaming?
Can you see me in your dreams?
-Sir! -Fresh Face of the year,
Rajveer.
Get up! Let’s go, you're coming with me.
-Sir? -Yes, let's go.
Let’s go, greet me later!
But sir, you could be mistaken, why are you taking me?
Nothing much, Lingapalli sir has called you for an audition.
-Warrant? -Here take this for warrant!
-Sorry sir… -How many warrants do you want?
-Now don't move a muscle. -No, sir.
This is what you call bullseye!
-Hey Patil. -Yes.
Take them away.
-I’ll check the house and come. -Sure.
Come on, let's go.
Hey chicken, why you getting into the car?
Sir, you guys are going to the station anyway,
thought I’d ride with you and save on auto fare.
A free loader huh? Ok, sit!
Sir I’m telling you, there’s some misunderstanding,
why are you taking me away?
But listen get off the jeep as soon as we reach, ok?
Let's go.
Did you read the message?
Battery died.
Give me your phone.
Give!
We’ve both been arrested.
Listen.
Don’t open your mouth about Monica!
Reach Oshiwara Police Station quick.
Hey chicken, all ok?
Yes sir!
What happened?
Don’t know. Something to do with Monica.
Bro I’m freaking out…
My uncle’s a lawyer, he’ll handle it.
-Will you call him when we’re inside? -It’s connecting, hold on.
-Come with me, Rajveer. -Yes, sir.
It is time for your audition.
Hold on sir, we’re speaking to his uncle who is a lawyer…
-Listen to me. -Give a good audition to sir.
Or he will break you into two.
-You don't understand... -Yes, sure, let's go!
-Keep walking. -You don't understand...
Sir, your people have forcefully brought me here!
He’s the one sir, the useless fuck!
Sorry sir, but he’s the boy I was telling you about!
Sir he’s filed a complaint against me?
When will you mend your ways you old bastard!
See that? An old spiteful frustrated actor!
Oh please! Don’t let his age fool you,
he’s the master of porn fims.
He shoots from such vulgar angles and
thrusts his camera in obnoxious places. He’s a dirty man sir.
That's true sir. His angles are very risqué.
-Stop it already, what is this? -Forget about the angles,
he’s a liar, don’t listen to him…
He killed Monica. This fucker has destroyed me.
-Sorry sir... -Monica’s what?
You’ve killed her! Tell him!
He says...
you murdered Monica.
How?
When?
He hasn’t seen it.
He heard it.
Sir, why are you listening to this pervert…
He assaults young women under the pretext of giving them a role.
Arrest him first!
You lying prick!
Look at him! Look!
Sir he is... He is lying, sir.
I’ll decide that,
post investigation! Ok?
Yes, sir.
Hang on one minute!
Sir...
I’ve just spoken to my lawyer.
You can’t arrest him without a warrant, let him go now!
Who is this half-fried egg?
I’m his friend, make-up man, manager, guide,
guru, his everything!
And you need to look me in the eyes
and address me directly!
I’ll try again.
Who are you?
His roommate.
Name?
Churan.
Chandrachoor Tripathi, Alwan 216,
Priyadarshini Society, Allahabad, Prayagraj.
Good!
See, it was so simple!
Now go sit outside,
if I need anything I’ll call for you Mr. Tripathi.
Here.
Have some peas.
They are good for you.
-I have BP. -It melts fat.
Ok, sir.
Eyesight becomes good,
and the mind becomes sharper!
Now Lingapalli’s wondering,
what is the benefit of killing Monica?
And if there is a benefit...
then whose?
So...
How do you know Monica?
Neighbour, only exchanged pleasantries.
Where were you at one ‘o’clock?
Home, where your people picked me up from.
But I didn’t specify 1 AM now.
Could also be PM right?
No sir, that's...
I’m a struggler, so...
One, two, three, day or night, I am always at home.
He’s lying!
He was at Monica’s a little while ago.
Did you not murder her?
How can I kill her, what is he saying?
-You’ve murdered Monica! -Ok, how?
Really?
If that bag didn't have Monica's dead body then what did it have?
Tell him.
Fuck face!
Oh.
You're laughing?
Oh man...
What happened? Do we have a stoner here?
No sir, I will tell you. See, the bag that I had...
That bag had her stuff!
I was only helping by taking it down to the auto.
He’s lying!
Oh! So you’d gone to Monica’s house?
Yes, but just for two minutes,
to ask for her password.
Password?
-Yes sir. -For what?
Wi-Fi!
Her signal is very strong in my bathroom.
Oh! At what speed?
50 mbps maybe?
5.0. Fifty! Which company?
Hathway sir.
How did you like my speed?
Perfect sir, now he’ll be in network too.
I’ll try one more time.
Ok?
How did you know Monica?
Churan! What’s going on?
Khurana says Rajjo murdered Monica.
What did he say?
Exactly! That’s what I don’t understand.
Does Mangu sir know anything about this?
If he finds out he’ll head straight to fifth base with me!
Calm down! Don’t be scared.
Think positively!
Where is he?
With the Terminator.
The Terminator?
Inside! But be careful, he’s a tiger in kitty cat’s disguise.
May I come in sir?
I know him.
But I don’t know you.
Sorry.
Introduce yourself please.
Sir I’m Chandani.
A common friend of Monica’s and Rajjo… Rajveer.
Oh a common friend!
Yes sir.
And...
you know him as well?
I don’t even want to see his face,
he’s a lecherous pervert.
The second he spots a woman he starts undressing her.
Shut up bitch!
Very interesting.
I mean, sir...
How did you know Monica?
I’m a dancer at Apsara Bar too.
It’s my job.
Working women.
Very good!
She had the maximum amount of issues with Monica.
Maybe the two of them together…
Now why would you have issues with the common friend?
Sir, ever since Monica showed up,
people stopped paying attention to her.
She lost all her clients to Monica…
she’s just a jealous bitch!
-Your father is a bitch! -You bloody...
Hey! Watch it!
This place...
does not belong to your fathers.
It belongs to my father.
-So, behave or I’ll arrest you all. -Sorry sir.
I should talk to Brother Mangu.
Sir, why do we need to drag him into this?
Drag him?
A girl from his bar is missing.
It’s important to let him know.
-It’s just that, if he finds out… -It’s fifth base for someone!
Ok sir! Just a minute...
For one minute, say I’m wrong… I’m a born liar…
But then why can’t we get through to Monica?
Tell me?
How is that fair, sir?
Dead battery, network issue, handset issue, there are so many reasons!
Another reason could be that he’s murdered her
and is making him the scapegoat.
Hold on aunt Sherlock!
Ok?
Government pays me to do exactly this…
Think of the devil!
Brother Mangu!
Are you getting Hiccups sitting there?
What?
No.
A lot of people here are thinking about you.
Exactly.
Yes.
I see.
I will be right there.
Yes. Khandekar.
Apsara Bar.
That's right.
Brother this is such good coffee!
It's great.
That's good.
I wish, you would
also give my sister the chance of saying that
something in her life is good too!
How long will you keep taking her to roadside diners?
How’s she doing?
Monica.
Find her.
She isn't picking up her phone.
Always to the point!
Both you and your sister,
it’s a family problem I’m guessing.
There’s a producer Khurana…
He says, a boy...
has murdered Monica.
That bloke who works at your bar.
What is his name?
Churan. That's right.
His friend.
Khurana who?
What did he say?
What did he do?
Listen, Linga,
nobody has the balls to touch a girl from my bar.
And you’re saying…
Good lord! When did I say…
You just said…
Khurana said it. Why would I?
In fact, I’m doubtful of the whole thing!
You remember that girl from your bar?
The one who vanished with her boyfriend?
What was her name?
Laila?
That's right. I suspect Monica too, has flown off
with her lovebird.
The two will indulge in some pecking
and shortly return.
Lingapalli.
You may be related to me.
but when it comes to Monica…
talk with respect.
She’s a good girl.
Yes, but...
I’ll believe that when I find her.
Right? But currently she is unavailable.
-You’ll find her. -Sir!
I’m saying, I’ll believe you when I find her.
I won't disagree with you.
This...
I found this at the boy’s place.
It’s a 36D.
Is that...
Is that Monica’s?
Brother?
How would you know
that this bra belongs to Monica?
Second time.
Linga.
Second time.
Respect.
Do your job and find her.
Where is she?
We found her bra…
Now for the rest of her. Where is the rest of her?
Tell me?
Where is Monica?
Monica, let’s go it’s time!
Ok, but don’t just walk in…
Come now, I’ve seen it all!
You have seen it all?
If you see it all you’ll just die!
The one and only Monica!