I trusted you and you only screwed me over.
-Jiggy, all this... -Because of you!
You're such a bitch!
-Hey, he's here. -There he is. Hey!
-Get out! Oh, come on! -Hey, leave me!
-I won't spare you! I will kill you! -Move!
-Get out! -Hey, let go of me!
-Hey! -Hold on! -Netra!
-You messed with the wrong guy. I trusted you. -Move!
You betrayed me! I won't spare you!
-I'll send you to hell. -Please, wait a minute!
-Please, hold on for a minute! -No, Ma'am.
He gatecrashed in and abused people.
-Just stay away from him. -What the hell is happening here?
-We can't hear them because of you guys. -Who is he?
-Sir, he's crazy and creating a scene here. -Hey, leave me!
Please escort him out quickly. Please go from here.
-Hey! You... -Huh!
Hey, wait! Hey!
Netra, you stay here. It's an order.
-Sir, but... -Netra, stay here. It's an order!
-Kamini, let's go. -Yeah.
-Face-off! -Face-off!
It's a real OG versus BG battle today.
This is the real scene, bro.
Ishaan always avoids battles. This is odd.
He must have said something against Rihanna.
-Yo, did he start performing? -No, babe. -Not yet.
-Let's go, Ishaan! -Go, man!
The number you're calling is currently switched off.
Why is Jiggy's phone switched off?
-You are hiding here after making two boys fight! -Huh?
Because of you, a fierce war is going on
in the name of dance between Amit and Ishaan.
Are you guys here to taunt me?
Yes, because you did not support me and Kiran when we needed it.
Who will you choose between Ishaan and Amit now?
An old friend or that new item?
If you think that Amit is your friend,
then you guys are absolutely wrong.
-Face-off! -Face-off!
-Ishaan! -Ishaan!
Neil?
Dude, I am Figo!
Let's go, Ishaan!
-Ishaan! -Ishaan!
You are super understanding for Ishaan in private.
But look at you. You are afraid to support him in front of everyone.
I feel pity for your equation with him. Huh!
-Face-off! -Face-off!
Go, Ishaan! Break a leg!
-Ishaan! -Ishaan!
Break a leg, Amit! Screw it!
Celebrate dance!
-Celebrate dance! -Celebrate dance!
Sailing in two boats will often lead to a disaster.
When you learn to celebrate instead of competing,
you will realise that the boats move together and not otherwise.
By supporting each other. Let alone having a disaster.
Life is incomplete without competition.
Rihanna, you don't need competition all the time.
-Celebrate dance! -Celebrate dance!
Why do you push yourself so much?
Do you want to make a record of holding your breath?
You know that there are competitions for that, right?
Records. Competitions.
Life is not just about this, Ri.
You killed it!
-Whoa, Ishaan! -Move.
Listen to the crowd, bro. No OG. No BG.
Right? All normal and real people.
They are neither my friends nor my enemies.
But they are screaming what they want to.
-Ishaan! -Ishaan!
Right now, they're chanting my name because I've won over their hearts.
Try to win hearts, bro.
Don't look for the negative in everything. Look for positive.
-Ishaan! -Ishaan!
-Yay! -Hey!
-Ishaan! -Yes? Yup.
What are you... What are you doing?
-I wanted to talk to you. -I also want to talk to you about something.
-Great! Let me go first. -No, I'll go first.
But I said it before that I'll make it up to you.
It's your choice. Either it's me first, or you'll miss your chance.
No! No missing any chances with you anymore.
Cool. You go first.
These are our best dancers. The Ruthless.
Guys!
-Meet Troy. -Hi, Sir!
Hi!
Neil...
One of my favourites.
Oh, yeah?
-Is he really that good? -Oh, yeah.
He is.
-Sir, please join us. -Oh, for sure. I'll be back.
-Come on, sir! Yay! -Let's go, sir. Yay!
-Where are you taking me? -Wait a minute.
-Just hold on. -Okay.
Whoa!
Your plan seems quite forward.
Okay.
I am an Indie Fan, you know.
So these are the autographs of all my favourite Indian artists.
What! Really?
There is something.
A walkman!
Hmm.
What's this?
Missed me?
You keep running away, looking at me.
Clearly, you've missed me, Mr Neil Oberoi.
You have to pay me a tax to keep your secret.
Let's say about 20 grands.
Let's spill the secrets, then.
So let's announce to the whole dance camp what your real job is.
-You bloody scammer! -Oh, yeah?
Look, if I get even a little scratch, you won't be spared.
I have already reported about you.
So the cops know that you're a threat to me. Got it?
If the cops get to me,
remember one thing...
I will reveal your secret to your friends and family. Got it?
Neil!
That was close.
All yours.
-How to play this? -Try it.
Okay, now will you just laugh or tell me how to play it?
Give it to me.
Oh! This is how we play.
I can hear it.
No one has ever done something like this for me.
Do you understand what this means?
That I am not just 'anyone'.
I want to use your name and 'trust' in one sentence, Ishaan.
Netra,
you can trust me...
Blindly. Wholeheartedly.
I know something has happened.
It's quite clear.
Tell me.
Why don't you say something to me?
No, nothing.
Seriously?
You were being philosophical when you were giving me advice.
-And now total silence. -It's not that simple, Malang.
It's not THE same as 'feeling like a loser'.
It's about who I am!
Why? Are you afraid to accept your real self?
Of course not! But my mom?
Ishaan, Sam, Figo... My friends?
-I just... -Take your time.
Your parents and true friends...
They will never leave you.
No matter who you are.
Whatever you have been wanting to say to me for so long,
please say it.
You can trust me.
-I am sure you must have guessed it. -Guessed what?
I am gay! Goddammit!
So?
What are you angry about?
-Doesn't it... -It doesn't make any difference to me.
But the truth is...
I have feelings...
for you.
Now, you would also want to ignore me, right?
Neil.
I would never do that.
But only on one condition.
Follow me.
-Malang, please, man! -Follow me.
Only after I met you
did I start noticing the lyrics.
I am beginning to understand the true meaning of depth.
-You also wanted to say... -I told you...
I'll make it up to you.
All the dates...
I've documented all the dates
whenever you affected me in bits and pieces.
Sorry!
Did I hurt you?
Hey!
Sorry. Netra...
'Netra, come in...'
-Neil! -Malang, hey...
Are you okay?
You fool!
You freak! Really?
Loser.
Free yourself, Neil. Don't think about others.
It's okay to be yourself.
Do what your heart wants.
The success
of this dance camp is because of the key efforts of some students.
Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls,
I really want you to give it up for our student committee members,
Ishaan, Netra, Sam and Figo! Come on!
-Yay! Very nice! -Move! Come on.
Well done!
-Congratulations! Well done. -Thank you, sir.
-Well done! -Thank you, sir.
Is that all you guys have got? Come on! Give it up for them.
-Yay! -Whoo-hoo! Let's go!
-Very good. -Yeah, please come. Thank you.
How did you feel standing here in the crowd with us?
Live this moment to the fullest.
This is the very moment that teaches picky people like you
that everyone becomes a backgrounder one day or the other.
If you have got the police with you, I will crack your head open.
Why would I bring the police?
Trust me a little, Jiggy.
Fine.
Fine. If you think I'm wrong,
beat me as much as you want.
But please...
Please talk to me for two minutes.
First of all, thank you
for meeting me.
And if I have committed any mistake, I am sorry, Jiggy.
What happened, Jiggy?
You really haven't brought the police, right?
I thought that if you brought the police, they would see the truth.
They would see that I am not involved
in any Club Raven activities.
I'm not getting anything, Jiggy.
Please tell me the details.
I only told you about the underground parties at Club Raven.
Only you knew about 'Yours Raven' parties,
so how did the police know, Netra?
Why did you inform the police?
Do you know Inspector Shekhawat?
He thinks that I am involved in every Club Raven activity.
You... Involved? No!
One second. Something is wrong. Something has gone wrong.
I have become a prime suspect, Netra!
The police are suspecting me.
They think I'm keeping secrets from them.
My life is ruined because of you, Netra.
My life is spoiled because of you.
What did you get by doing this?