I don't get this. How did this painting complete?
How do we know? - Why did you come out? Did anyone ask you?
How is this even possible?
If the painter's dog bit off the painting from that corner
how is it complete now?
Yes. But maybe the painter found the bitten off pieces
and stuck it at night! - Hey!
How can the painter enter without my permission?
That's wrong.
What are these blood stains doing in the painting?
Don't talk rubbish...
Yes, I see them.
Dad... - Yes... - is that blood?
Look!
This means he's behind this.
He's been spitting pan on my painting.
Calm down now.
The commercial plan is still on.
Your mom doesn't make sense usually like now.
So you expect me to stay put.
Don't stay put. We'll take revenge.
Just stay patient!
I won't spare him.
He's a specimen! - Okay.
Listen... - Yes. - Get Bunty to clean it up.
What did you understand?
I must get Bunty to clean the stain.
You get it. - Yes, you get... - Go now.
Go.
How can you even think that, Dad?
We maintain enmity with enemies.
We don't commit to do ad films for them.
You have destroyed
even the little bit of reputation that we had.
What are you saying?
Since when you got the passion to act?
I had that before your birth.
Oh! That means it's an old disease.
Yes.
What are you saying?
You are referring to my talent as a disease.
Oh! Your talent!
Your talent can't give us even a day's meal.
He is absolutely right.
Good saying..
Not at all.
My son is making fun of my art.
I'm not making fun of it.
I'm just giving you a reality check.
With my mom's blessings
today I've a garage
a bank account with minimum balance
and a mother.
What do you have?
Just wait for six months.
After that I'll have a bank balance
garage and a mother too.
Whose mother?
Obviously not mine.
What do you mean?
So, you want to bring someone else's mother in this house?
It's normal for a star to have several wives.
Really? But such stars doesn't shine long.
Mom..
Come to the point for a second.
Correct. The point is that you won't do the ad.
I will.
Mom will stop eating food.
Still I will do.
Then my mom will jump from the terrace.
I will do the ad.
Mom will divorce you.
I'll also give her divorce. - What!
Do you want me to make all the sacrifices?
Look, my decision is final.
I don't care who makes a sacrifice.
My decision is final.
You will fail.
What kind of people are you?
You are insisting an artist to give up his art.
If this was an offer from outside
I would've insisted you to do it.
Dad, he is your enemy.
Yes.
Look.
My teacher
Mr. Shan used to say that we must maintain
professionalism in the film industry.
No one is enemy there.
We must work in our enemies movies more.
It's so easy to say.
That's not true.
Mr. Shyam, worked in three movies of the director
who eloped with his wife.
I don't want to argue.
You must cross my dead body if you want to work in that ad.
Walking dead.
Here is your order, ma'am.
Thank you. - Here is your order, sir.
Have a good day by eating 'Chole Bhaturas'.
Beautiful butterfly.
What is it?
Please.
You know, we should go out somewhere.
Bunty, it's working hours.
Then when do we get to love each other?
Stop talking nonsense.
Also, is that all you ever think about?
Bunty, you know what.
Just take her out, whether she likes it or not. Go!
CP, come on, don't give him negative advice.
He's an employee. - So what?
And I'm not giving any bad advice.
I say, you should marry the one you love.
Do you agree, Bunty? - Really?
What if the parents are against that?
Then I'd elope with the guy.
If I had a boyfriend now, whom my parents don't approve
I'd elope with him.
CP. Lol.
Jaldiram, your daughter's intentions are scary.
If I don't fix her marriage soon, she's going to run away.
It's going to ruin my reputation across Delhi.
Hello, Jaldiram.
Hey, Khushiram, you're not talking the matter seriously.
Which matter?
I want you to find a nice boy for my daughter soon.
Or my daughter will crush my dreams.
All right, I will. - Yes, do it soon.
What is it?
I hear you're making an ad film? - Yes.
But, there's no role in it for a loser like you.
Right.
Then how can my dad get that opportunity?
We needs a cranky personality.
Why not your dad then?
My dad doesn't star in such miserable roles.
He has standard.
I should thank you that your dad..
Well, it's not like your James Cameron's niece
that dad will become a superstar overnight.
Anything can happen. You never know.
Look, Connaught, what's your real agenda here?
You know, your rotten mentality will never change.
Connaught, no. Don't disrespect.
Brother-in-law, you don't deserve any respect.
Unsavoury man.
Did I say something unsavoury?
Well, your dad is no Tom Cruise.
Hey! - Hey!
Correct. Why are you casting him then?
He's a specimen! - Okay.
He's a good actor too.
And you know, I'm a cultured girl, from a cultured family
who respects artists.
That's why I casted him. You know what I mean?
Really?
I smell a plot in your respect.
If I see something that's wrong
I'm going to bring your house down.
Let's see if you can, you mouse.
Duckling.
Hopeless. - Worthless.
Idiot. - Fool.
Bye. - Okay, bye.
Come.
That's some set up.
Ah, finally.
CP.
Your friend won't make any mistakes, right?
He's a professional, Dad. Just wait and watch.
He's made good arrangements. - Yes.
Call your husband, please. It's time to roll.
Nanhe, it's time to roll. Nanhe!
Excuse me. I'll just..
Oh, my God! Look at him! Wow, handsome!
Oh, my God!
He's so cute and handsome. Oh, my God!
I? - Go ahead. - They are talking about me. - Go.
Oh, my God! Wonderful, sir!
So handsome! Oh, my God!
My choice.
Give me a kiss. - Are they seeing what we're seeing?
Excuse me.
I hope they are not going to hug him during the song.
Get used to it. - What!
Nanhe.
Oh, my God! Mr. Nalle! - Hey!
It's okay, dear. - I mean, Mr. Nanhe!
So, sir, you'll be holding 'Chhole' in one hand
and 'Bhatura' in the other. Okay? - Yes.
You have to come running.. - Yes.
...and sing the line I told you.
I'll sing it. How will I carry the 'Bhatura'?
Sir, bring the 'Bhatura' in this manner, okay?
What are you saying, sir?
My friend's 'Bhaturas' are expensive. They'll fall.
They'll be wasted.
Why don't you suggest how you want to bring it, sir?
No, you're the master. I won't disrespect you.
You tell me. - Listen, sir, bring it in this manner.
But the 'Chhole' will fall. Who'll eat it then?
Sir, you're so naughty.
You tell me how you'll do it. - Listen to me. I'll..
Should I do this? I'll bring it in this manner, okay?
Wonderful, sir! You're swaying! You're a rock star, sir.
Wonderful. - Hold on. Listen to me.
If I do this, I might make a hole in the 'Bhatura'.
It'll become flat. My friend's 'Bhatura' will tear. Right?
I'll bring it in this manner.
Wonderful, sir! You're mind-blowing!
You're so naughty. - I'm not arrogant of it.
Are we ready? - We're ready, sir.
I'll roll when you say. - Okay, then.
Hariram, my friend, my sweetheart, this is for you.
Okay?
Wow! Come on, Nanhe! You're my friend!
You look so handsome!
Jaldiram, thank you.
I wish I was as handsome as you!
That's a bit too much, Dad. - Really? Okay. - Yes.
By the way, you're more handsome than him.
Cuties! Let's focus now. - Yes.
Okay? Shot ready?
Yes. - Roll camera. Roll sound.
One, two, three, four. Action!
"Whenever I come to Delhi"
"I eat the 'Chhole' of Jaldiram."
"'Chhole'.."
"Eating 'Chhole'.."
"Eating 'Chhole' makes you muscular."
"'Chhole' of Jaldiram!"
Nanhe!
Too good! Applause! Yes!
Wonderful, Nanhe! You won my heart!
I think we should have a re-take. - What a shot!
Beautiful! One-take okay. My choice.
Gullu. - Yes? - Are they also seeing the shot that we saw?
Yes, they are. - Why are they so happy about it?
Come, Nanhe.
Turn it on.
You want me to organise veneration?
Offer your prayers too, for the TV.
Look, dear, you don't know who I am. Stop your nonsense.
Nanhe, you don't know who you are.
How would he know who you are? You know what item you are?
He's an item of the ancient period. - Hey!
You see, it's time for dinner.
Yes, it is. Do you intend to eat me?
No, I feel like slapping you really hard.
But don't do anything because of which people mock us.
I'll run away.
Did you see that?
I was just acting and you thought it was true.
What are you saying? - Really? - I was joking.
I don't like such kind of jokes. I'll run away.
You.. Fine, I'm sorry. I made a mistake.
I've apologised, okay? Forget it.
Just watch my ad. Stop all this now. Keep silence.
My ad is going to be telecast on cable TV.
It's here. - Yes, it's here.
"Whenever I come to Delhi"
"I eat the 'Chhole' of Jaldiram."
"'Chhole'.."
"Eating 'Chhole'.."
"Eating 'Chhole' makes you muscular."
"'Chhole' of Jaldiram!"
That was fun, CP! It really was!
Not yet, Dad. - Yes.
It'll be fun when they vacate our property.
Oh, my God! This is too much.
But don't do anything because of which people mock us.
Mom, they will be mocked, not us.
You ugly-faced guy, it's an ad.
"Whenever I come to Delhi"
Why are you grinning?
I never laughed so hard even while watching a comedy movie.
Hey! I'm going to thrash you. - I'll run away.
Okay, forget it. My son is golden.
He'll tell me. Dear, how was my acting?
Hear him.
He'll tell me.
Why are you dumbstruck?
Bijli, you tell me. How was my talent?
Tell me. - Nanhe, actually..
What should I say? - Say it. I'm very eager.
Superb and fantastic. It was quite ferocious.
It's okay.
Gullu. - Yes?
I feel like this ad was a conspiracy.
Now Mr. Nanhe will have to sign at any cost.
You know what, CP?
If you manage to do this, I'll worship you all my life.
Our ancestors couldn't do this and CP might do it!
Wonderful!
"O' Titli. My dearest Titli.."
Come on! These stains of betel leaf are quite annoying.
I can't wipe them off.
Should I try this? Forget it.
So, I should get to work.