You know, one day I'm gonna be right
and you'll be so impressed that I remembered.
-Okay. -Did you bring sketches?
Yes.
This is your chance.
Aren't you worried people will think we're dating?
No.
-Why? -The door is open.
-Maybe you left it open... -Stop it.
No one is able to give him what he wants.
-Because no one knows what he wants. -Exactly.
And your ideas are as good as anyone else's.
-I know that. -Then why don't you show your work?
Why do you think I won't?
-Because you won't even let me see it. -Zara...
You are scared that you're not good enough.
And you worry that one day, everyone is gonna find out.
Everyone in that room is as scared as you are.
They just hide it behind their grey beards and Swiss watches.
They are all scared of you. Of your talent.
Are you done?
I am.
But "very good" won't cut it this time.
What's new in this?
Yes, there's competence mixed with a little bit of ingenuity and plagiary.
Jehangir Lord isn't interested in a world-class institute,
but in an international showpiece.
It's Holi, brother, it's Holi!
Come out, bro. Let's play Holi.
Hey, bro!
When I saw you from outside, for a second...
I thought it's Mom.
Papa said she just lay her head in his lap and went to sleep.
Just like she always wanted.
Where is he?
Amay.
Sit, have some tea.
No need to go right now.
Here, have your tea.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you, son.
-Amay. Amay. -Huh?
Thank you for coming.
-Take care. -Uncle Shiv.
Thank you for coming, son.
Sister...
Thank you for coming.
-Chandubhai, thank you for coming. -Take care.
Thank you for coming.
Son...
Remove your shoes.
He's not in his room.
-I know. -Where is he?
-He's mourning. -Yes, he is.
Okay.
He won't agree.
He won't.
He'll definitely disagree.
I'm just telling you the truth. You need it.
Remember, when we were kids, I pushed you off this slide
-and you broke your arm. -I do.
Keep telling me the truth and see what happens next.
-What do you want? -Come and talk to him with me.
-That's a terrible idea. -He won't listen to me.
Mom was a woman. But he always listened to her.
-If we go together... -Anu, I'm your worst chance.
If I say it's sweet, he'd say, "No, it's salty."
If I told him to breathe, he'll suffocate himself but won't breathe.
-How do I convince him then? -Don't try to.
-But you just said... -You don't go to him.
What?
Send Mom.
-Hold this. -Where are you going?
-To talk to him. -Talk to him over dinner.
-Bravo, Omkar! -Get off the pitch.
What are you doing?
-I need to talk to you. -Not now.
-Throw the ball. -Don't you dare bowl!
Go and bowl.
Give me the ball! Now!
I have to talk to you right now.
You are gonna force me to go to America, right?
I know.
Let's talk over dinner.
Aunty, ball.
-How did it go? -We'll discuss it over dinner.
-I told you... -Shut up!
Your mother and I had a deal.
Actually, no.
She made the deal and then forced me to agree.
That if you made this offer,
whoever is still alive will go with you, no questions asked.
It was easy for me to make the deal.
Could anyone have imagined that she would go before me?
Dahi batata puri for dinner? Interesting.
You love it, right?
I know you don't want to go,
Anu.
You don't have to convince me.
End of discussion.
When you were little,
I used to bribe you with Poppins sweets.
It worked till you were nine,
but after that I had to get you serious gifts.
I'm 71 now.
Before giving me the bad news,
you are bribing me with dahi batata puri.
Amay!
She said, "Dinner is on the table."
Come on.
We both know that you'll never come back to this house.
You have three more weeks, right?
Amay. Amay. Amay.
Meet him.
For Mom's sake.
For my sake.
I'm leaving.
All right.
I'm not sure if I'll meet you before you leave for America.
-It's hectic at work. -No, no.
Work is important.
Okay, then.
-Call me when you reach Florida. -Anu will call you.
-Amay. -Yeah?
They do play cricket in America, right?
Everything presented to Jehangir Lord in the last 23 years,
-their budget... -Thank you.
Anu is taking dad to America today.
I had promised the team a lunch on Saturday.
Ramnik! Ramnik! Here.
-Yes, madam. One minute. -Let's start loading the bags!
Papa, the taxi is here.
What are you doing?
I need ten minutes. Just ten minutes.
What are you typing?
Almost done, just a couple more things.
-What things? The taxi is here. -Well, he'll wait.
He will wait.
I'll forget it. I won't remember any of it.
I have to type it right away, please.
The packers will make a list for you. You can type it out in America.
-Really? -Yes.
How?
Are we taking my typewriter to America?
-Papa... -No, no.
What else are we taking?
Wait.
My Sunil Gavaskar signed bat.
How about we take these photo frames?
Are we taking these photo frames?
Tell me.
This gramophone?
Your mother and I used to dance here.
I have an idea.
Let's take this sofa.
The one your mother died on!
Can all of this fit in the taxi?
-Shall we, Papa? -What is your address in America?
-101, Bounder Street... -Don't tell me, tell your mom.
Let's go.
-Turn it off, please, Ramnik. -No, let it play.
Yes, Anu?
Have you reached the airport?
-I said I would manage. -Papa, please.
Isn't that Amay?
Amay! Amay!
-Amay! -Go after him.
Amay!
Didn't you see me waving?
I was parking the car.
Well, you could've waved back.
Wanna discuss parking or will you tell me what happened?
I told you on the phone.
You bought the ticket on points?
No, my Swiss bank account... Of course, I bought it on points, Amay!
What now?
His flight is on Monday now.
I told you to book me into a guest house.
I won't say it again.
There are some great hotels here though.
Two days? Two days!
If I didn't have to return to my kids,
No.
Who am I trying to reason with?
-I'm going. Yes. -Huh?
Do whatever you want to.
You wanna stay at a hotel, go ahead.
You wanna sleep on the footpath, go ahead.
-Ana. Ana! -Anu.
Mom is watching both of you.
Anu! Anu...
I'm sorry. Sorry. Please don't leave like this.
What if your plane crashes and you are blown into pieces?
What if your plane falls into a deep, cold sea
and the sharks devour you?
You'll take him home, won't you?
It's just for two days. I'll manage.
You get back to your kids.
No, that's not the way.
No.
Call me once you reach. Okay?
So, Hotel Avion?
Get in the car.
-I'll get the bags. -No, no!
I will handle it.
Thank you. Thank you, man. Let's go.
Let's go.
Ana!
How many times do I tell you? I'll manage. Stay away.
Go on.
-Which floor? -Top floor.
I got it for the view.
Let's go.
We have to take the stairs now.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Let's go.
You left the lights on.
Yeah, I don't like returning to a dark house.
This is the bedroom.
And it has... a bathroom en suite.
-I've kept a fresh towel for you here. -Okay.
Where the hell did it go?
Come on.
Shall I order some food for you?
No, nothing.
I know it's not much.
It's a nice flat.
-I'll make your bed. -Amay.
Let's do one thing.
I'll sleep on the mattress, you sleep on the bed.
No, I'll take the mattress. I've to get to work early tomorrow.
-On a Sunday? -What?
You work on Sundays?
I have an important presentation, so...
You look tired. You won't be productive.
Do you want to work great or your work to be "just fine"?
-Your work will be terrible. -It'll be if we stay up arguing.
-After sleeping on the mattress... -I'll sleep on the mattress!
Again with the "fine"?
If it's fine, why do you keep repeating it?
I'm not saying anything.
-You did. -No.
-You said it four times, "Fine. Fine." -All I want to say,
I'll sleep on the mattress. I'll be happy if you slept on the bed.
Okay. I can make my own bed.
One is for the mattress.
So, holiday today?
As per news reports, it's flooded up to here.
It never rains like this in April.
I'm making noodles. Do you want some?
-No. No. -No?
Let's put it there.
They are crazy.
Oh, shit.
What are you doing?
I wanted to cook something nice today.
Uncle, ball please!
Did you sleep well?
Please don't start again.
I told you.
Yes, you did, and you were right.
Okay?
Amay!
-What happened? -Wait a second.
What happened?
You'll get split in half!
Hand me the bags.
Bag. Hurry up.
-Give me your hand. -No.
I will manage. Don't worry.
One... Two...
Three!
-What happened? -I think the power is back.
Give me your hand!
Pull. Pull me.
The power isn't back yet.
-The power isn't back. -It will. It will.
The power isn't back yet.
The lights are still out. The lights are still out.
What's playing?
-Do you like it? -It's great.
It's hot. Let's eat.
Hey, hey.
-A little more. -No, that's enough.
That's lovely. Who's quote is it?
Sai Baba. It's your mother's favorite quote.
It's been ages since I have been to Mumbai.
It's different now.
Every city looks the same now. India doesn't look like India anymore.
Did you finish your work?
No...
My laptop ran out of battery.
Have some. It's hot.
-Is all your work on the laptop? -Mostly.
So you can't work without a computer?
I always thought that
architects work with drawings and sculptures.
I've done the drawings.
I just need to render it digitally to create 3D-printed models.
But you can't do anything now,
because you don't have a computer.
Architects made the Taj Mahal with paper and pencil.
Whatever you're doing can surely be done with a pen and paper.
Old-fashioned ways are always right, correct?
-No, that's not what I mean. -Of course, you are.
My presentation is on Monday, not in 1658.
But your solution is that I sketch it with a pen and paper. Why?
Because "It can't be that complicated."
Look, Amay.
I'm not arguing with you.
We're just having a drink.
This is... What do you call it? An academic discussion.
You are mocking my work. You always do.
You never understood it nor did you ever try to.
When you were running your typing school, teaching people to type,
Did your father ever ask you about writing with a pen and paper?
-That's exactly what he asked. -But typewriters were in use then.
Then computers made typewriters obsolete.
And that's what happens. You think...
"Obsolete"? What do you mean?
Obsolete means redundant.
I know what obsolete means.
So, aren't typewriters obsolete?
You were talking about me.
What?
You were talking about me.
You brought up my work.
Then you brought up my father, then my typing school.
And then you said "obsolete."
-You wanna teach me to drink now? -I'm not teaching you anything.
Power is back! Power is back!
The food.
Go get it yourself.
Oh, my goodness!
-Hey. -Hi, why do you sound so...
Did I wake you up?
What time is it there?
Is Papa asleep?
Yes, he is.
Damn. I wanted to wish him a happy birthday.
Anyway, how was his day?
Did you go out for dinner?
I hope you weren't fighting.
No, we...
We watched an old movie together.
And he cooked.
I was really worried.
It's his first birthday without Mom.
Okay, go to bed now. I'll wish Papa tomorrow.
Amay!
Thank you for all you're doing.
-What are you doing? -Packing.
-I can see it. But why? -Because I have a flight to catch.
In 16 hours.
Hey! Don't sit on the bed.
-Why? -I just made it.
I was thinking...
before heading to the airport, we could go out for dinner.
Shall we?
-I... -Papa, what do you say? Shall we?
-Will you bring your fiancée? -Who?
Your fiancée.
I would like to meet her before I go.
I don't have a fiancée.
-You don't? -I don't.
Who is this Zeena?
Her name is Zara.
Will you bring her?
Why would your mother lie?
Maybe she misunderstood. She's just a friend.
I'd like to meet her before I leave.
Hey, Amay.
Find an A-grade place. It's my treat. I'll pay.
It's always difficult for the family, but perhaps it was better for her.
I lost my mother seven years ago.
She had cancer. It was long and torturous.
-I'm sorry, sir. -How about your father?
I don't really know, sir, but...
What do you think?
When I was your age, I had the vision,
but not the confidence.
And now when I'm full of confidence,
It's all supposed to be modern and new,
but the same old, stale,
done-to-death designs I've seen thousands of times.
If you have something to offer this company, do it.
Amay.
Just two months after my third daughter was born,
my father renamed this company Sen and Son.
No, I already told you
it's my party. I don't want any argument over this.
Yes, that's fine.
Please do not bring up marriage.
Is she here?
She's here.
Oh, my God! I...
-Hello. -Hey...
Hey, Zara.
What may I call you?
Uncle or...
Shiv.
-Please have a seat. -Yes, come this way.
Hi, Mukesh, could you please keep this at the reception?
-Sir, may I take this bag as well? -No!
Okay, I'll leave it here.
I can't imagine how hard it must be for you.
Neither can I.
Let's order a drink for my future daughter-in-law, shall we?
He's getting annoyed.
I love to annoy him.
Buddy, listen.
That's my dad at the table.
He has no idea of the prices here.
He hasn't been to a restaurant in years, especially in Mumbai.
-I see. -So, please split the bill.
I'll pay the rest. Okay?
-Sure, sir, I'll get it done. -Okay?
-Don't worry. -Be careful though, he's...
I'll take care of it, sir. You enjoy your dinner. I'll do it.
You're a good son.
Show me.
Could you please move that side?
-Okay. -Son, you too, please.
You have a lovely smile.
Nice. See.
Take a look.
-Nice? -Yes.
-Thank you. -Keep her close.
Keep everything close.
You must have broken quite a few hearts in your time.
-Come on. -What?
Come on, tell me,
how did you know that she was the one?
I remember that well.
It was during our wedding shopping.
Shivani's mother was not keeping well,
and my mom decided to babysit her.
And I was asked to go shopping with Shivani.
So,
everything in the shop was red.
Red everywhere.
He kept showing sarees after sarees. He must have shown thousands.
I was confused.
I'm an awkward person anyway. I was feeling very awkward.
And...
that's when I noticed
a plain, simple folded saree on the side.
I felt it's something different.
I started imagining how it would look when opened.
And I imagined that the moment it opened,
Shivani was wearing it.
Like it was meant for her,
and she was meant for me.
My awkwardness disappeared.
So, Shivani was busy doing her thing.
She was driving the salesman nuts.
But she sensed something.
She came and stood behind me and pointed towards that saree.
The salesman said,
"Madam, it's not in your budget."
And in my head, I told him,
"Mister, for God's sake, don't bring up money at a time like this."
Wasn't I right?
She was standing right behind me.
But I was sure that both of us did this together.
Sir.
This...
-No, I told you... -Papa, let's have another drink.
I told you it was my treat.
-But we have plenty of time. -No, no.
I don't like being late, rushing around at the last minute.
You know what? This was perfect.
All I wanted to do was to have a meal with the two of you.
I had told you...
-Papa. -It's my party.
-Zara. Come here. -Yes?
Shall we?
Shall I load the bags?
We've to go back to the restaurant.
Sir, please. We've already checked it twice.
-Let's sort this... -I'm a guest,
and I'm getting inconvenienced, too, okay?
In case of theft, we must inform the authorities.
You said it's missing, and he says it's stolen.
-Yes. -I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you?
That case has everything he had!
My mom's wedding saree, his passport, his visa!
He was moving to America tonight!
This is his last memory, and you guys have ruined it!
Anyone can take away anything from here, right?
Anything at all. Okay.
Sir, what are you doing?
-Sir, we'll have to call the police. -What are you doing? Please.
-You guys... -Sir, please stop! Sir!
If we find out about the bag, we'll personally call you.
Just so you know, Zara is staying over tonight.
I know.
Why else would she bring an overnighter?
I'll get you a bedsheet and a pillowcase for the mattress.
Zara...
I'll go get a bedsheet, Zara.
You were right.
About what?
It does have an amazing view.
You'll fall!
Be careful!
Don't go so close to it.
I know what I'm doing.
This is a purlin.
It will never give way.
What are you doing here?
I had called Anu. I thought...
Guys, you can't apply for a new passport
till you register an FIR with the police.
-Get ready. -Spoke to the building office?
Yeah, Gomaji is coming with his team to fix it.
Okay. Quit playing around with the tarp.
Like one tarp is gonna save the Titanic.
So, why did you come here?
I was saying that I called Anu for passport details.
Listen.
-Zara, some more? -No, thank you.
Gomaji will be here by 1: 00-1: 30 pm.
What should I do?
I'll file a complaint on my way to work.
But what did you mean?
-I meant the workers will be here. -Don't do anything.
-Supervise? -Nothing.
Just tea and fritters then.
Fine.
Have some hot fritters.
-You too have some. -I'm good.
Gomaji, I had a question.
This line right here, if someone stands on it,
will it collapse?
-No. It won't collapse. -No?
So it won't collapse even if I jump on it?
Sir, your son must have explained it to you. He's an architect.
But I'm asking you.
Why don't you try standing on it?
-I tried it this morning. -Then why are you asking?
I just want to hear from you! Just tell me.
Look, I...
You see this spot
where I'm standing, it's called purlin.
It means the beam. It can never collapse.
It's a technical fact.
People like us don't know it. It took me a long time to understand it.
Come on, have some fritters.
Yeah. I'm leaving. I'll be there in 30 minutes. The cab is here.
We broke a bed once. We really did.
-Bed? -Listen to this.
Amay was terrible at Math.
Like father like son.
He had a tuition teacher, Mukadam sir.
The tuition was going on in the hall, and I was leaving for work.
Shivani came to me and said, "Go and talk to him."
What could I talk about? But who's gonna argue with her?
So I said, "Hello, sir." "Hello, hello.
"How are you?" "Very good."
"Amay, how is it going?" "Good, Dad."
I looked at Shivani and she said, "Be tough."
I was like, why? Both of them say everything is fine.
What can I say then? How do I take it forward?
I looked around and saw his workbook.
The handwriting was worth a look.
I'm not kidding.
Look at it once and you'll feel dizzy without having a single beer.
So...
So, I...
I was like, "This is my chance."
I went off, "Amay! What is this nonsense?
Mukadam sir was like, "It's all right."
I caught Amay by his collar.
Makadam sir says, "No, no, stop! That is my handwriting."
Mukadam sir's...
I didn't even look at Shivani.
She must have fainted.
I ran out of the house.
I took off in my car to work. When I returned home that evening,
Amay gave me a hero's welcome.
He said that and we started dancing on the bed.
We hugged, and cuddled, and kissed.
Shivani was getting mad at us, and we started jumping more.
Jump, jump. One, two, three and the bed gave way.
-Crash! -Crash!
Mukadam.
I met him about eight or nine months back.
He was like, "How are you, sir?" "Very good. Very fine."
He asked, "How is Amay? What is he doing?"
"Amay is in Mumbai." "Really?
"He never told me he's in Mumbai."
I was like, "He didn't tell you? Well, he didn't even tell me."
Mani.
We say for buffer. But you have Tatkal.
Police verification will be at home?
If it's an old man, they call the neighbor on phone.
Then what's the problem?
Madam, I just need a duplicate copy of my old passport,
with my address.
It doesn't work like that, sir.
-Maybe. It may be... -What he's trying to say is...
She knows what I'm trying to say.
-Ma'am, he's trying to say... -Amay, she knows what I'm trying to say.
Both of you calm down and listen to me.
There's a way.
-I can sort this out. -I won't say it again.
It's my passport, it's my address.
I'll handle it.
-Your native place? -Navsari.
Madam, can I have my file, please?
Thank you very much, madam.
Please take your hand off the brake.
I said, take your hand off of the hand brake.
Lower your hands.
Lower your hands!
You wanna fight?
You wanna fight? Step out of the car.
Come out.
Come out!
I said come out!
-Wanna fight? Come on. -Papa.
-Is this the time to fight? -Come out!
What time? You picked the time!
-Hey... -Now do it! Come on!
-Let's get done with it! -Dad, please calm down.
Didn't you want to settle it this way?
-Didn't you? Tell me! -Dad, you...
Didn't you?
You raised your hands? I'll kick your ass!
We could have died!
-Why do you always grab the hand brake? -Because you drive like an idiot!
I've been driving for ten years!
You're not here to get the hand brake! I do it myself!
And I'm still alive!
You call this car a car?
You call that house a house?
Did you come to Mumbai for this?
Here.
My passport...
Shivani!
Shivani. Shivani!
Shivani!
-Is he still in the emergency room? -Yeah.
-He just needs stitches, right? -Yeah. Just come, sit.
Why did he even go downstairs?
He never came home.
What do you mean?
Didn't you guys go to the passport office together?
Yeah. We met with a small accident, so...
No, I'm fine. It wasn't much.
He hitched a ride in a tempo and left.
And you let him?
What was I supposed to do?
-Run after him? -Yes.
At the restaurant, when I paid half the bill,
you told me to treat him like an adult.
-Didn't you? That's what you said. -Yeah.
And when he took off after throwing a tantrum,
you expect that I should treat him like a child.
Just decide. Is he an adult, or is he a child?
Zara...
Zara!
-Za... -Please don't come after me.
You?
What happened, Papa?
I... I saw her.
There on the street.
I even called out to her.
-Who? -Your mother.
I... I called...
I even called out her name.
Shivani.
She even turned around and looked at me.
No, Dad. It's...
She's the one who took my passport.
She doesn't want me to go.
Papa, please, this...
That was her at the restaurant, too.
I used to bring her flowers to wear in her hair.
They found your bag.
She wants me to...
-She wants... -Dad, they found your bag and passport.
She wants...
What?
-You know that waiter, Mukesh... -What?
That waiter, Mukesh, he confessed to the police.
You have gone crazy.
What are you saying?
No.
-Your mother... -She is gone, Papa.
I want to go home.
I'll get the discharge papers...
My home.
We need to leave for the airport in 40 minutes.
I woke up early.
I was feeling restless, so I called a cab and left for the airport.
Please don't worry, I'll call when I get home.
Zara.
Well, sir, we can safely say that as far as numbers are concerned,
we're heading in the right direction.
In fact, Mr. Makhija always keeps the budget in mind while designing.
But I don't expect any problems.
Does anyone have anything to say?
Any comments?
No?
All right then.
What do you think?
And the designs?
Amay.
Listen, I think I should also bat today.
Guys, sir is going to bat today!
Omkar, you bowl.
And, sir, you pad up.
-What are you doing? -Sorry?
What are you doing?
Never apologize.
You did well. You bowled like a man.
"You call this car a car?
"You call this house a house?"
"Did you come to Mumbai for this?
"What is this?
"Every city looks the same now.
"India doesn't look like..."
"Every city looks the same."
I'm busy right now. I'll speak to you later.
The concept has no depth, no substance.
Just conceit.
And if you want my personal opinion,
I'd forgive this insult, writing it off as a young, excited guy
who is eager to impress us,
if I hadn't mentored him from day one here.
That's what hurts me the most. How can I let it go?
This boy doesn't believe in his own designs.
I wouldn't call your designs groundbreaking,
but at least you were modern and forward-thinking.
Your style, if it even exists, used to prioritize functionalities.
It used to focus on form more than the ornamentation.
Then what's with this radical romantic approach all of a sudden?
We both know the answer.
This is your last-ditch effort to save your job.
I don't have the time to go into your list of architectural issues.
The richest man in India wants to make a statement to the world.
He wants this university to be the face of a modern emerging India.
And your genius plan is to take us 500 years back in time?
That's the post-it you should have
stuck on your dishonest drawings,
not this arrogant one.
While we're hurling paper at each other...
In the last 18 years, we sent 14 designs to Jehangir Lord.
And not a single one of those 14 designs were approved...
...in these 18 years.
In front of my co-workers, my boss,
you called me a hypocrite, a liar.
but in Jehangir Lord's conference room, no one cares what kind of a person I am.
All they care about is their university.
So, instead of attacking me personally,
if you had found flaws in my designs,
it might have been better. Isn't it?
On my first day at work, you conducted a workshop.
You taught us about Jal Mahal.
I remember how passionately you taught us
about why the water channels run under the surface.
These... These lattice windows in Hawa Mahal,
these ornamental motifs, which you suddenly find old-fashioned,
they constrict the southwest winds and cool them down.
These lattice windows diffuse the harsh sun.
You taught me all this, sir.
But had you paid a little more attention,
you would've seen everything you taught me in these.
Natural air-conditioning.
The flow of wind and water will not only reduce power bills,
I went through the brief.
Not just once, I read it again and again.
How many of you can see India in this?
This glass and steel design is not groundbreaking,
But you'll find such buildings at every crossroad in New York and London.
that Jehangir Lord wants this showpiece?
Or that his international affiliates will be impressed by this?
We fought for our freedom for 200 years,
we've been free for the last 75 years,
but I wonder when we'll start thinking freely.
Anyway, before that, long before that,
the world knew us for our groundbreaking architecture.
"Us"?
Think before you speak, Amay.
Like you, me, Mr. Sen. Us!
Maybe we are not great like them,
maybe we're just ordinary.
But can't we even attempt to think like them?
It took me ten years to get it through my stubborn head.
Mr. Sen, there's a cold hard fact that we're ignoring.
Jehangir Lord will never approve these designs.
I'm not attacking your designs.
I say this from years of my experience
that these elaborate designs
will get crushed under the weight of the numbers.
And not by a small margin.
So, yes, Mr. Makhija, you're right.
I told Amay about it
when I compared your model with his design on the basis of cost.
Your model is primarily a Western design concept.
That makes sense because
given their weather conditions, they must keep the cold out.
But here we need to retain the cold.
And according to them,
recovering the cost difference might take seven to ten years.
I'm yet to work on the long-term projections,
What are you doing here?
My mom sent this for you.
Mom asked me to apologize.
I told you, it's okay.
You bowled well. That's it.
Yeah, Uncle, I can bowl faster than that.
Yeah, all right.
Tell your mom I thanked her.
I always thought all you want to do is fight with me.
Now I realize that you were preparing me.
Never apologize to me, please.
Got it?
Let's go.
Come on.
Daddy, carry me!
Come here, darling.
Hey, wait, wait.