-Get off me! -Hey, Rana!
What's wrong with you?
-Looking like a thousand bucks, Rana. -What're you really here for, Naga?
Won't you call me "Dad"?
I am your father.
If you ever acted like one, I would.
You're right. I never did.
I was a shitty father, I get that.
I fucked up.
But I am family, I should get another chance.
-Fucking bullshit. -Rana!
What do you want? Money?
That's why you pulled that shit with the photo at Prince's.
-I want my family-- -Daddy doesn't want money!
We're getting plenty.
If you knew what he did today, you'll--
What'd he do? Rob a bank? Murder?
As soon as I was let out, I went straight to that ashram,
walked into the meditation room,
shoved a gun in that kid fucker's mouth,
and told him he needs to pay for what he did to Jaffa.
So, he called Jaffa.
He's ready to cough up 30 million as compensation, Rana!
You'll never stop fucking things up, will you?
What?
Are you trying to traumatize him by digging up the past?
You can shove that money up your ass when he goes flying off the handle.
You didn't care then, you don't care now.
You're gonna ruin all our lives, just like that girl you killed.
I didn't kill her, Rana!
And yet, I did the time. I spent 15 years in prison away from you all.
You should have just stayed there, away from all of us.
-How're my grandkids doing? -Hey!
Leave the kids out of this! I'll smash your face in!
-Rana! No! -I'll fuck you up!
Who the fuck are you? Huh?
He's a chip off the old block.
Arjun. My son.
Your younger brother.
Hi, fam.
Give it all you've got!
My mom was a hero But in life, she was a zero
She'd beg for mercy From those beneath her…
Truth is always triumphant
There's noise everywhere…
Fuck me sideways.
Turn down the volume. I can't study.
Who the fuck are you, Tutti Frutti?
How'd you get in?
Through the entrance. And I live next door.
-Now keep the volume down. -Live next…
But not here though, right?
Who actually lives here? Me.
Whose music system is this?
-Mine. -Oh, hello!
This is Toofan's house, not yours.
Keep the volume down, or else I'll tell my dad.
-And you'll be muted permanently. Okay? -Hey!
-Don't you know who my daddy is? -Who?
Turn around.
Toofan?
Are you really his… dad?
What's this dad shit you're pedaling?
I'm your brother.
And who might you be, young lady?
Toofan-- I mean, Mr. Toofan.
The music was really loud. So…
Toofan is good. Mr. Toofan was my dad's name.
And, you! Turn the volume down. Let the girl study in peace.
-You go on home. -Thanks.
By the way, I don't look like his dad, do I?
Not at all.
Hey!
-Yo! What's your name? -Fuck off!
Fascinating, bro. Is that what your dad calls you?
What's your surname?
You've got it all wrong, Naina.
I barely know the girl.
Pick up the phone, please.
Fine. I'll just crash at Tej's place tonight.
Sorry, I know it's pretty late.
When can we meet?
Good evening, Mr. Rao.
Good evening.
It's been a while. Everything all right?
Cricket?
Won't you call me "Dad'?
What're you really here for, Naga?
I am your father.
Shoved a gun in that kid fucker's mouth,
and told him that he needs to pay for what he did to Jaffa.
He's ready to cough up 30 million as compensation, Rana!
-How're my grandkids doing? -Hey!
Leave my kids out of this! I'll smash your face in!
-Rana! No! -I'll fuck you up!
I'm not sure what to call you.
Dad, Papa…
it all sounds weird, doesn't it?
Call me Naga.
That's what Rana calls me.
I didn't think you'd reach out.
Me neither.
Can I come in?
Is it Dad? Is he home?
You should be in bed, kids.
My jellybean, my sugarplum! You remember your grandpa?
Nitya, Ani, come on!
Good morning, Naina!
Good morning.
That's one hell of a shampoo you washed with.
You really didn't have to do all this, Naga.
You let me crash here,
so I thought I'd make breakfast to say thanks.
It's one less task on your list. Look at these scrumptious dosas!
You really didn't have to.
The cook'll be here any minute. She makes--
My peanut dumplings!
Look what Grandpa made.
Come on. Sit down.
Dosa?
I don't like dosa. Can I have an omelet?
What're you talking about?
Where do you think you're from?
What is he saying?
You don't speak Telugu?
No, I speak English, Hindi, and Chinese. Not Telugu.
It's Mandarin, not Chinese.
And it's just a subject at school, Ani. It doesn't mean you know it.
Shut the front door!
You can speak chonky, gooky chow mein, but you don't know Telugu?
Hey, Naina. We'll talk when I get home.
I love you.
What a gorgeous beast I was!
All the broads were lining up…
Come on, guys. Let's try to get to school on time for once.
Mom, why don't we just bunk today?
We want to spend more time with Grandpa.
-No. -We never learn anything there anyway.
Think of your attendance, my love.
If you want an invite to Bulsara International School,
your attendance has to be perfect. You know that, right?
What did you say? Invite?
Can't you just fill in a form to get them enrolled there?
We can't just fill in a form, Naga.
The school decides who gets to study there and who doesn't.
Can't you bribe them or something?
That's not how it works.
Naga…
it was nice having you over.
I'd like to come back, if you invite me of course.
Can you give me a lift to Tej's studio?
I'll get a bit more time with my blueberry and bun-bun, it'll be great.
What do you say?
Come with us then. We'll figure.
All right, you two. Go get your bags now. Yeah?
Hey! Wait a sec.
Why isn't Nitya on here?
Grandpa, I'm right there.
I meant my Nitya.
My daughter. Your aunt. Rana's younger sister.
-You were named after her. -What?
Dad had a younger sister called Nitya?
Why did nobody ever tell me?
Wait.
So, Dad's tattoo…
It's not me?
You were named after her, sweetie.
What happened to her?
Let me show you a photo of her.
I always carry her photograph with me.
Take a look.
Wow! She's so pretty.
Just like you.
There, now the tree is complete.
Okay, tilt up.
Good.
Just get this.
I've been meaning to ask you…
who is she?
Nitya.
Must be a girlfriend, no?
She's my younger sister.
Was.
I'm sorry.
I thought…
-Sorry. -It's okay. It was a long time ago.
All three brothers got her name inked
to keep her close.
It was his idea.
That's so sweet.
-Thank you. -I do home visits as well.
People are more comfortable in their homes.
Call me if you want that instead.
I don't have your number. Plus, coming here works for me.
Ready to go?
Here.
Why'd you do that? Take her number?
It's one big scam they're running, these home visits.
I don't wanna call anybody over.
She was hitting on you, dumbass.
She was hitting on you.
Got any spare?
-Thank you. -No problem.
-Get up, motherfucker! -Son of a bitch!
Fuck!
Your brother's a stunt man, right? Hasn't he taught you anything?
Get those arms up, bob and weave. C'mon, again.
Motherfucker!
The next time Naga tells you to run errands, just say no.
Fuck!
Hello, neighbor!
Miss Fuck Off, right?
Such a pretty name.
Nitya.
Nitya. I guess that works too.
Heading to school?
No, I'm heading to Kumbh Mela in my costume.
Greatest costume ever?
Damn, you can't ever give a straight answer, can you?
Ask me straight questions then? Not stupid ones.
-How did you and Toofan meet? -Toofan's my man.
He heard a track of mine on SoundCloud.
Then he DMed me from his private account, asking if he could call.
I lost my shit.
He invited me over.
Opened up his studio, his house, his life really. Now I live here and make music.
But what about your parents?
My dad checked out some years ago.
And my mom is a junkie.
When she's not high, she's ripping into Toofan,
saying he stole me from her.
I don't know how to fix it.
Tell Toofan to talk to my dad.
-Your dad? -Rana. Rana Naidu.
Did you find out about Daddy? He hasn't been back since last night.
And you're surprised? Like he's never left without saying a word?
Daddy's changed, Rana.
He wants to fix things.
Why else would he go to the ashram and demand compensation?
Sit down.
You're not gonna see a dime of that money, Jaffa.
-Once he gets it, he'll cut and run. -No, he won't.
He promised me.
You're talking crazy, Jaffa. C'mon.
I'm meeting a lawyer from the ashram today.
I'm going to accept the money.
This way.
What's up with you, Jaffa? Have you had a change of heart?
Come on.
Thirty million.
Is the minibar stocked?
I want a drink first.
The consumption of alcohol goes against our principles.
Maharaj strongly believes that alcohol
is the deadliest of all the sins in the world.
Fuckhead, if alcohol's the deadliest sin,
what do you call sexually abusing kids then,
motherfucker? A miracle?
Fucking fraud.
We're offering you this money
so that this matter never comes up again
and we can all move on with our lives.
-Is that clear? -Shut the fuck up, you cunt.
"Move on with our lives"?
Little bitch, I got no life to move on from.
Your Maharaj took my childhood and my manhood.
I am a fucking alcoholic.
The littlest things make me shit my pants.
I've got no home, job, woman, kids. There's nothing there.
And you want me to move on with my life, you piece of shit?
He took everything from me, your fucking Maharaj!
-All hail. -Lok Shakti Dal!
I'll tell you what the real problem is, my friends!
People forget their roots as soon as they set foot into politics!
But I haven't forgotten my roots.
I remember every nook and cranny of this place.
Who built this sea link!
I did.
-All hail… -OB Mahajan!
Ladies and gentlemen!
There's something I want to tell you.
Here's the deal…
-What's the matter? -What's wrong?
What happened?
Everyone, hide!
Go and hide!
Save me! Take me away!
This over-the-top performance by OB Mahajan,
in front of a packed audience,
Is it a publicity stunt orchestrated for the media?
Or an indication of something more sinister?
-We have a political analyst with us… -Oh my God!
Mr. Vishwas, could you tell us…
OB, what's all this?
What happened to you?
-Yes, Farzad? -Prince, that fucking cunt!
What is it this time, Farzad?
That fucker didn't show up on set! I am losing money every single second!
Fucking fix it!
Rana, Farzad just called and gave me an earful.
Prince didn't show up for the shoot.
He won't answer his phone either.
I need you to figure out what's happening.
I'll take care of it.
I saw what happened at the rally.
Have you seen a doctor?
Who cares about the doctor right now?
Just find Prince and get him on set.
Everyone's out to get me.
Are you blind?
They can't hear you, Mom.
-That's a woman driving for sure. -I am also a woman driver, Naga.
No, you're different. You're not like others.
Am I right, kids?
Checking out the rack on her, huh?
What-- No!
Grandpa, why aren't you staying with us?
Tej invited me to stay with him.
There's a nice bed at the studio.
Don't you guys meet up with your uncles, Tej and Jaffa?
We do, but it's been a while now.
Mom, we should meet them.
Always stay close to each other.
The rest of the world can fuck right off. Family's everything, remember that.
I know you're thinking, "Naga's talking shit again."
Rana's probably told you about what I've done to everyone.
But no matter what I've done, I always did it for the family.
I wanted to keep everyone together.
But I guess I drove wedges between them instead.
I came back here to fix things
because family means everything to me.
Be it Rana or Arjun.
Arjun?
Did Rana not tell you?
After Madhu passed away,
me and this sexy thing from Shillong…
Arjun is our son.
Rana can't wrap his head around his half-brother being a chink.
Chinky Naidu!
You can't call him that, Naga.
It's okay if you say it out of love.
-Hello? -Have you dropped the kids off at school?
We're on our way.
Naina, I don't know how else to put this,
but I haven't slept with her.
I didn't even see her last night. She's just a client.
-We'll talk when you get home. -Yeah.
I… I'll be late.
Something urgent has come up.
Something urgent always comes up, Rana.
I'm sorry.
Mom, what are you doing?
You're driving like a maniac!
Guess you're a woman driver too.
-Mom, school? -No school today.
We're going for a film. And then, we'll go to Tej's studio.
Really, Mom?
I've been outside Prince's house for the past two hours.
He hasn't left for Film City yet.
Man, he's the Prince.
He's probably getting his dick wet as we speak.
Even I thought that,
but I think something's up, boss.
-'Cause guess who just entered. -Who?
Rana! You're right on time.
Why aren't you at the shoot, Prince?
-Why the fuck do you have a gun? -What the fuck do you do with a gun?
I'll shoot them in the ass, and you'll clean up afterwards!
-Good job. Well done. -Prince!
Are you out of your mind?
Nobody's shooting anybody.
"Nobody can stop me from firing my gun."
Impolite Police. It made 200 mil, remember?
Now wait and see what I do with this gun.
Give it back, Rana. Come on.
Give it back!
Rana, give it back!
Give me the gun back.
I just need you to be cool.
And I need you to see something.
Rana, you know how high my fucking testosterone levels are, man.
I was just trying to experiment! It's only human to get bored!
It was just once, man!
People swing four ways, and nobody bats an eyelid.
But I get blackmailed!
She was fucking after me! She's a fucking whore!
What does she want?
What she wants is a bullet up her ass!
Prince!
Aatank Ka Faisla.
Prince Reddy fights the terrorists and annihilates them.
-A terrorist? -Of course, she's a terrorist!
Just like Naga. First Naga, then this fucking bitch.
And now they are both terrorizing me!
How much more can a man take?
Stop panicking about this fucking video.
Send it to me.
And leave for the shoot right away!
Shooting.
Would you like to know about a fresh morning makeup…
Have you sent it to anyone else?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Prince's video, bitch! Have you sent it to anyone else?
No.
Made any copies?
You were at Prince's party, right?
-Raja? -Rana.
The asshole you're trying to help
will kick you in the ass once he's done using you.
You'll think of me then.
You shouldn't have blackmailed him.
I wasn't blackmailing him.
I love him.
I'd just asked for a small favor.
I needed a loan for an apartment, I told him I'd return it.
But he outright refused to lend me any money.
Regardless of what I wanted,
he'd fuck me at his whim, whether or not I wanted to.
He could have let me have my way just once.
I was left with no choice.
You did have a choice, Chandni.
People like me never have a choice.
Who were those two?
What the fuck are you up to?
And this…
Who broke the lock?
You've been bringing in different men every day!
You've turned my apartment into a whorehouse!
People like you shouldn't be let into reputable societies!
I took a huge risk because I felt pity for you!
And you're just busting my balls!
What do you mean I'm busting your balls, dipshit?
I pay double the usual rent. I pay the highest rent here!
Don't you dare swing by uninvited ever again!
-Motherfucker! -What'd you just call me?
A whore can cover up in clothes, but she'll still be naked underneath!
Oh, yeah? Here you go.
-Hey! -Isn't this why you came here?
-What are you doing? -Isn't this what you wanted?
-Look at me, man! -Get out of here!
-Look at me! -Get the fuck out!
Look at me, I'm naked!
Vacate my apartment within 24 hours, bitch!
Do you need help?
There's only one guy on this planet who can take Rana Naidu down.
His phone number is on the back.
Look who's here to see you.
Nitu! How are you?
You're gonna outdo Rana. Look at how handsome he is.
Really?
Rana's good-looking, but Ani looks like a Greek God! Way better than Rana.
Straight up! Wanna grab something to eat?
-Sure. -Let's go. Come on.
Tej, how are you?
I'm fine, but…
what're you doing with Dad?
Does Rana know?
You're meeting me for the second time in a week, Rana.
Have you fallen in love with Farzad Soonawala?
Soonawala Springs.
I'd been wanting to build something really grand
and name it after myself.
He's going to town on that dick!
Holy fuck!
That's Prince!
Cunt!
You've invested 800 mil in L.A.C Doklam, correct?
If this gets out, Prince is done,
your film bombs, and the 800 mil disappears.
What the fuck do we do?
-How much money do you have here? -What?
You're a builder. I'm sure you have cash lying around.
Why would I stack up cash in my office? There's nothing here.
What about…
the safe hidden behind the painting?
That could have some money?
That…
Painting?
Man, Rana, I…
Well…
How much?
Fill these up.
Farzad…
here's another thing.
Mukesh Dudhoria? This is Chandni.
Yeah.
I heard what Rana did to you.
I'll just cut to the chase.
We cover all kinds of scandals and controversies
in the film industry.
And there's one person who is associated with almost every Bollywood scandal.
He's not even a part of the industry!
Rana Naidu.
We even have a saying. "If Rana's around, there are scandals abound."
Only you know what happened to you.
But I want everyone to know. 'Cause once the world finds out about it…
Rana can never hurt you again.
Come to my office. Let's join forces.
Let's take this mofo down.
Naina!
Yes, OB?
Toofan needs your help.
Who?
-Toofan, your neighbor. -The rapper?
He could be of use to us. I've asked him to meet you.
See what you can do.
If you're in my house You are a star
I have four shirts That I repeat every four days
I've been in debt all my life
Dirty politics won't let me rise up
The world is a messy place Humankind is messed up
Democracy is in ruins
Big shots dance to the tunes I make
I'll make a song for you to dance on too
Your life is easy-peasy As compared to mine
Did you hear that? I told you.
Sick, isn't he?
What do you want?
Well, I've desired so many things and I've earned a lot of it.
But I've lost more than I've ever achieved.
I lost my music, bro.
I transformed from Jasbeer to Toofan,
but I lost the magic along the way.
I want to bring back that magic and make good music
with Rehaan.
It's because I see the younger Jasbeer in him.
Come. I'll show you what the real problem is.
Look at that.
Who did that?
Rehaan's mother. She's the real problem.
I swear on my mother, I love all mothers out there. But his mother,
she's a crackhead.
When she's stoned,
she couldn't care less if Rehaan's alive or dead.
But, as soon as it wears off…
She loses her shit!
She barges into the house and studio and even gate-crashes events!
The other day, she chased my car with a brick in hand!
I'm mindfucked!
And?
Sort her out, bro! She's after my blood!
Her son has been spending all his time with a 40-year-old man in a studio.
Any mother would be after you.
I'm 35-- Well, 36.
Ask Rehaan the kind of shit he has to deal with at home.
Toxic!
Adopt him.
-Wait, what? -Adopt him.
Become his legal guardian.
Bro, I'm like a child myself!
You think I'll be able to look after him? Come on!
I don't think you can.
But if we have to sort this thing out,
this might be the best option for everybody.
-Hello? -Mr. Naidu?
I'm calling from Vidhyapeeth Mission.
This is regarding your children, Anirudh and Nitya.
Can we talk?
Did you get the money?
Thank you.
Yes. I got it.
Why aren't you eating?
What's wrong with you?
He's up. You can see him.
I found him like this. He was in the garbage heap.
Who did this to you?
And we found this photograph stapled to his chest.
-Hello? -Ani, where are you?
I-- We are at--
I got a call from school, and you're absent. Where are you?
No…
Relax, man.
My little strawberries are having a blast at the studio.
Do you even remember how to have a blast?
I was in jail for 15 years,
but having a blast, and giving a blast, I remember it all.
-Gun. -Boss, don't.
Your kids are inside.
Hey, easy!
-I'll get you! -Jaffa, you'll hurt the kids!
Come on, let's go!
-Rana, we were just-- -Now, Naina.
-Dad, actually-- -In the car, Nitya.
-Pack up. -Go on, kids.
Jaffa, come on.
Bye.
You crossed the line, Naga.
You want a beer?
If you got a problem with me, come to me.
Don't bring my kids into it.
And if you got a problem with me, you come to me.
Don't bring my kid into it.
You broke Arjun's jaw, why?
What did he do?
Stick your jaw into other people's shit, that's what happens.
Now think about what happens
when you stick your jaw into my family's business.
Where were you last night, Rana?
What do you care?
Naina told me that you were with Tej.
But I know that you weren't with him.
So, where were you?
Don't worry.
I didn't tell Naina.
I don't care where you fuck around.
But being out of the house all night, and lying to your wife and kids…
Who did you learn that from?
I'm not like you, Naga.
-Rana, let me explain-- -We'll talk about it later.
Bye.
Hello?
I'll see you in 15 minutes.
What is this?
Your new home. It's a gift from Rana.
Would you like some karam podi dosa--
-Sorry. -No, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have scared you like that.
Would you like to have karam podi dosa with me?
Okay.
Fuck!
Hey!
Hey, Jaffa!
What are you doing?
Jaffa, what are you doing?
Careful! You'll fucking kill yourself if you fall!
Jaffa!