If Monica left things lying around,
then how is her house so tidy?
You can check my toilet; it catches Monica’s Wi-Fi.
I swear.
You catch whatever you want to
in your toilet!
Today, a girl and a girl
can’t even be friends! Monica and Chandani…
If she...
was your enemy,
then why did you two kiss?
We didn’t sir! There was something in her eye,
I was only blowing it away…
Sir, that stoner bastard knows everything,
get him picked up…
-Who? -Churan!
He’s taken a huge amount of loan from Ikka.
I see.
Tell me...
Did Mangu do a background check
on Monica, before hiring her?
Did he?
Tell me?
I’ve sacrificed a tooth!
What could I have done?
MLA Dholakia said “No Monica, no film!”
Take it.
Did Monica contact you that night?
Any call?
Any message?
Yes, she did!
She was extremely troubled that night.
Khurana…
I only met her for a narration that night.
-Nothing else. -I see.
Then why...
did you put your hand up her underwear?
I did not!
I ‘d never do something so disgusting.
Never!
100% he did.
They’re lying, trying to pin things on me!
Did too! Did too! Did too!
I swear to God, why would I?
100% he did!
Never!
What do you know about Monica?
Only that she…
…looked from a good home.
Looks like everyone’s from a good home!
I think everybody's from a good home!
Good morning!
-Jai Hind, sir. -Wow Patil, English!
-Are you in Hollywood? -Hurry up and give me tea.
Oh God.
Monica this!
Monica that!
Monica is nice, she is mean.
But where is Monica?
Has the Bermuda Triangle swallowed her?
I will be going now, sir.
Hey!
Why?
It was right there, so I picked it up,
had it not been there, I wouldn’t have!
-Churan? -Yes, uncle?
Son, haven’t been able to get through to Rajjo
for over two days now.
That's because of the rain!
His phone must’ve gotten wet in the rain.
Rain?
He’s in Cherrapunji.
Shooting a love song.
And you know unless the girl gets wet…
Ok, stop!
I’ve told him so many times
to carry a plastic pouch, but he never listens.
Yes, that idiot! But don’t worry, he’ll be back tomorrow.
Ok, ok, it's fine.
One more thing...
-Yes uncle? -That...
Your friend.
What is her name? Monica?
-Any news of her? -Hello?
-Hello? Hello! -Hello?
-Hello Churan? Hello? Churan? -Hello? Hello...
-Hello? -Sir, your order.
Yes, that's good.
Ok, see you.
See you.
Come.
Thanks.
You guys lie to your parents so much,
you’re sure they’re your family, right?
Family?
The Barjatiyas & the Johars
have created misconceptions about families!
Ours does not welcome us with flowers, they do it with slippers!
He was going to quit all this!
He’ll be out soon.
Smile you untimely moonlight, shine those 32 stars!
Come.
Check this…
I need to go drop some stones in the pond…
It’s a pen drive Churan.
Laptop is in the cupboard.
What’s the password?
-Password. -What?
P-a-s-s-w-o-r-d.
Remaining cash?
Churan!
-Churan! -What?
Amount Rs. 29,999/-
Does he work for Bata?
For place and time contact blackmailer23@gmail.com.
I told you this is trouble!
Shut up!
We can’t go to Mangu or the cops…
Now?
Who can this be?
Should we reply?
Let me.
Dear blackmailer.
We got the photos.
But you didn’t need to send a 32GB pen drive.
1GB would’ve…
It's like my brain has stopped working!
The photos were nice.
But you could’ve used better filters!
Why are you staring at me?
I’m replying to a blackmailer for the first time,
here, you do it.
Ok...
We’re ready.
Tell us the time and place.
And ask him to get Rs.1 in change.
This is...
Jassi bro, these...
are costume trials,
-character auditions you know? -Yes!
-Jassi wait! -Jassi bro!
Wait!
Close it.
Open! Open it!
-Open it! -Jassi bro.
Listen to us please!
-Open it! -We also didn’t know anything;
he made an ass of us too.
We’re also very angry… look!
He’s lying to you.
-Please calm down, let’s talk. -I’d come to return your purse…
But you guys...
You guys are making a fool out of me!
Son of a bitch!
Jassi...
I had big dreams.
I was going to change Monica’s name to Simran.
Planned a trip to Switzerland,
we’d go sightseeing in an open convertible.
The number plate...
would have her name instead…
Simran.
It’s allowed there.
But how was I to know
that I was mistaking a burly Chetak
for a delicate Scooty.
Fuck off!
Now watch how I get you guys fucked!
Just watch! You guys are...
-But why? Let’s… -Listen to me Jassi.
Let’s settle on something…
My ass!
Now, Mangu will settle things.
-Jassi, you know his past. -Jassi listen to me. Exactly.
Hey Jassi!
Hey Jassi! Jassi! Listen to me!
You know he’ll make a garden out of my backside,
what’s the point of telling him?
The same point that you made by making an ass of me!
-Watch you bloody fuckers… -Jassi wait!
Listen, we’ll give you ten thousand…
-Ok, take twenty thousand. -Are you handing out charity?
Ok, fifty thousand!
Forget it! Mangu will end up giving me more if I tell him.
-Jassi! -Hey, just listen to me.
Just wait a minute, Jassi!
You made me do so much cardio!
Ok, one lakh!
That’s a lot of money.
I’ll take 20 lakhs.
Go! Go tell him!
Wait a minute!
-What? -What are you doing?
-I’m not giving him 20 Lakhs! -Negotiate with him then.
Why? Mangu!
Hey! Jassi! Listen!
20 lakhs is a lot of money, where will I even get it from?
Ten lakhs!
What?
In this much money you’ll be able to buy this Padmini from Mangu.
Give me the money then.
I don’t have it… yet.
For that we have to cut a chicken.
You can only cut lines!
I swear on you, it’s a mind-blowing idea!
This was your masterplan?
Totally rubbish!
If you didn’t like the idea,
let’s talk about it. Why get violent?
Look.
It’ll all be on the phone.
Right? How will anyone know?
And as soon as we make this call,
Rajjo will no longer be the suspect.
You keep your ten,
and we’ll split five each.
We’ll ask Mangu for a total of 25 lakhs in ransom.
Are you mad? He’s Mangu!
Hey!
Mangu will offer me five to ten lakhs for the truth!
Why would I do this then?
Mangu will what?
You are used to him throwing alms your way.
Go and beg him for it! Go beg!
But what will we give Mangu in return?
Memories…
What?
Memories?
The kidnappers turned out to be bastards!
They kept the ransom money, killed Monica,
and the only thing left is…
What?
What is left is Monica’s...
memories!
I found this while looking for a joint.
Now we need to decide, who will make the call?
Somebody who has never spoken in front of him.
Who?
What?
Not me!
Please!
You are lucky,
we found nothing.
You’ll be released tomorrow.
Cell #2 is empty.
Do you want to sleep there?
No sir, I’m fine.
Abdul’s nice, we’ve become friends.
We’ll go to sleep while chatting.
Well, your wish.
Go to sleep.
Goodnight, sir!
Bless Lord Ram.
Abdul? You?
No! Stop! Sir!
Mummy!
Dear God,
there’s no business!
Ever since Monica’s gone,
it’s been downhill.
That’s my M locket…
Hello, Mangu?
-Who is this? -I have Monica.
Do you want to see her alive?
Motherfucker!
Do you know who you are talking to?
Do you know whose ears are you speaking into?
But he’s abusing me…
So, you’re not a sissy either!
Show him your Punjabi blood!
Fucker, first learn to pronounce the word.
Less stress on the second syllable. Now, say it again!
I said it right! Motherfucker! Motherfucker!
Less stress on the second syllable. Motherfucker. Say it.
I said it right. Motherfucker.
You want Monica? Pay us twenty five lakhs.
I mean pay me!
And GST separately.
GST?
Let’s take that too.
Who was it brother?
He said he has Monica.
He wants 25 lakhs.
But he didn’t say
when and where?
M for Mangu.
M for Monica.
This is my locket.
Which I’d given to Monica.
How did the kidnapper get it?
I think he’s a new player.
He doesn’t know who I am.
He abused me!
He asked me for ransom!
Whoever he is, once I get my hands on him, I’ll kill him.
Brother.
Whoever he is,
at least we finally have a lead.
Right?
Now, whenever he calls next, this kidnapper,
keep him engaged.
I’ll get some time…
How do I keep him engaged?
Ask him for his KYC details…
Linga,
become a little serious in life.
It’ll be good for you.
-Up all night for no reason man! -Yeah!
What’s that Patil?
-Keep pressing it! -It's cool.
How much did you get it for?
Free!
Found it in the bar’s garbage.
Hold it.
Rajveer, do you want it?
Where will I go looking for it this early?
No,
I’ve not gone for a morning walk Laxmi!
Ok I’ll talk later, ok?
What happened to him?
Him?
That mad guy had a bite of him.
Ok, listen up,
it’s a case of kidnapping.
Monica’s kidnappers sent Mangu a video.
I see.
So, what do we do about this struggler?
There’s some twist to the story.
I’ll personally investigate this now.
I want to search all the locations again.
Let him go.
Here are you papers.
Sign here.
Give us your autograph!
-Happy now? -Thank you sir.
Here take your things.
It's your award.
Celebrate your release by getting something sweet for us.
Go Rajjo, you’re a free bird.
Now be careful,
or else Lingapalli sir will call you back to audition.
Your hairstyle should be like mine!
Thank you!
Go home and take a hot shower.
-Ok, sir. Bye. -Hey, move!
Give me some tea.
Praise God in all his forms!
God?
Thank you.
For putting an end to this Monica story.
Which Gandmool star were you born in?
Hey...
Mangu has agreed to pay twenty lakhs!
And I thought some waiter may have started rumors…
You bloody backstabber.
I’ve just been released from jail,
and you already have a plan to send me back!
-Ransom? You want ransom? -No, no, I don't.
-You want a ransom? -Stop, hear me out!
Hear me out.
Stop.
Listen.
See...
We were fucked anyway.
So I thought let’s…
Great! Why do you bother thinking?
To make some money.
And baby,
since when did you fall for this idiot’s bullshit?
There was no other option Rajjo.
Oh!
Hey man, just...
-Listen. -Shut up.
You’ll get five lakhs.
She’ll get five and I’ll get five.
Only Jassi gets ten lakhs. That's it.
Jassi gets ten lakhs?
Why?
He’s seen this!
Right.
There’s a silly blackmailer, whose taken these,
we must pay him off too!
God! What is happening?
Churan,
How do you manage this?
I’ve run out of abuses for you.
-You bloody cheat! -Jassi, wait!
How is it his fault?
You’d gone cuckoo over him, right?
It’s not always the girl’s fault.
Get it?
Sit down.
Please sit down.
-I’m very sorry. -Please sit.
Ok.
Ok, good.
Listen.
We’ll handle this blackmailer.
You go talk to your dad.
No thanks!
I’ll look after myself, please don’t get me involved anymore.
Monica’s finally disappeared from my life;
I want to keep it that way.
But Rajjo…
The hot water…
Why is there no hot water ever!
Close that!
These are pictures from Monica’s house, right?
Yes, that’s how…
Bloody hell.
Take a look, sir.
-Sir? -Yes.
It's a waste of time, sir.
I’ve checked everything.
Sometimes Khandekar,
what you can’t see on Star Plus,
you can on Doordarshan.
Check it.
Khandekar.
if you wear Rupa’s vest
then...
what will Rupa wear?
That’s Monica’s window,
the photo would’ve been clicked from here somewhere.
4th floor… It's the 4th floor.
-It’s on the 5th floor man! -I’m counting from the top.
-Come. -Let’s go.
Namaste!
I knew it!
A single lady always means trouble.
I’d warned the secretary,
that one day there‘ll be cops in the building.
She was having an affair with some guy.
-A guy? -Yes.
I’ve seen them many times,
but always separately.
She leaves, he arrives.
He leaves, she arrives.
Are we idiots?
We know everything,
we’ve also seen youth after all.
One minute.
Him?
Yes.
-Thank you! -Don't mention it.
Stop him! Stop him!
Now that you're in Mumbai,
even you have started wearing shirt and jeans.
Yeah, I thought since I am here,
I should do some shopping as well.
What is the EMI on the fridge?
I paid for it in cash.
I hope your producer is not one of Dawood’s aides.
No,
he’s a really big guy himself.
And he couldn’t even provide a plastic pouch for your cell phone?
Pouch?
See, I caught you.
Churan told me
that you were shooting in Cherrapunji.
Oh that!
I’m your father,
you don’t want to tell me the truth that’s fine, but don’t do anything…
-That’ll break mom’s heart... -That will break mom's heart.
Son, are you happy?
I may be old, but I’m not a fool.
Even if you return with a few zeros less,
you are always welcome back home.
Mumbai’s changed a lot
since you last visited.
A lot!
It has changed a lot.
When I last visited with your mom, it wasn’t this crowded.
It's very crowded.
And...
Back then, they also didn’t have bars like these.
Like what?
Like Churan’s…
Have you ever been there?
No never!
But why are you asking?
Just asking!
Somebody told me there’s a girl there.
A very talented dancer.
With a nice name.
-Monica… -Not anymore, she’s dead.
What? When?
Did they find her body?
Look dad!
Stay away from that bar!
-What if mom finds out? -But who’ll tell her?
Son this is life…
Everyone comes here like a crisp white bond paper.
We grow from 100gsm to 200gsm
and by the time we reach 250gsm, we all have stories printed on us.
And our story is pre-decided by the printer above.
Take your mom and my love story for example.
The ink may be washing off, but the alphabets are still clear.
-If there’s a change in cartridge… -Papa? Papa?
Are you drunk?
Hey man!
I don’t…
I seriously don’t drink.
Come...
come...
please, sit.
We just need 5 minutes.
That's good.
Now tell us the truth, is this all?
Talk!
I know how to convince you.
Talk or else you’ll die by an overdose of Vitamin C!
Bloody pervert!
Found it all?
Yeah, I’m deleting them.
Now tell me.
Why did you need Rs. 29,999?
I wanted to gift an iPhone X to my girlfriend on her birthday.
You’re also involved with a girl?
Game over!
Please leave me,
forgive me sister, I promise I’ll never do it again…
And if you do,
then your naked memes will become viral, got it?
Rascal!
Why would you do this, you get phones on EMI right?
Here!
We’re paying for the first EMI.
-Don't do it again. -Let's go.
Let's go!
So much anger Suju?
I said sorry…
You know,
I’ve been thinking about our old college days.
You danced so well!
Remember?
Did you find Rajjo?
Did you speak to him?
Rajjo... Rajjo...
Rajjo’s fine!
You met me, before you met him!
Sometimes, ask about me!
How many drinks are you down?
Just one, like usual.
Just the usual
has never made you call to say good night.
Ok two…
quarters.
But,
I love you Suju.
If it wasn’t for you,
then my wedding cards would never have been printed.
I would
still be printing cards only for others.
That's it.
Ok, listen.
now say it...
Say it.
-Love… -Enough, hang up now…
Hey, listen!
Say you love me…
Have you lost it?
You have a grown-up son, now hang up…
You’re feeling shy?
Good night!
Good night my sweet little dancer,
Monica.
Monica?