(Satya) #Ban1857 has been trending on social media since last night.
And none of you seem to give a fuck about this!
(Deven) If we need to save 1857 from all this negative publicity,
we need Armaan on our side.
(Mahika) I will personally sort this out.
-Is Yasmin with you? -(doorbell rings)
(Jugnu) Sweetheart, what brings you here?
When I found out he cheated on me the very first time,
I thought I'd leave him for good.
I stayed back for the kids.
You should embrace that sympathy. Capitalise on it.
(Yasmin) Is this some kind of carnival?
You think you can come here uninvited?
(Prithvi) Why do you keep bringing Satya into this?
(Mahika) As a producer, Satya is my preference.
(Prithvi) You know why Nitesh refused?
Because he said only Raghu can back such a film.
Should I run to Raghu then?
And I'm telling you
there will be no 1857 without Satya.
(Saajan) A fresh start not just for us, but also for Montu.
You make him a hero, and I'll bring the world to your feet.
(car honking)
(brooding music)
(music intensifies)
Welcome!
Mr. Khanna, congratulations!
Your film is a hit!
Thank you.
Whether our ideologies match or not,
we will find a way to work together.
Right?
Another congratulation is in store for you.
My astrologer matched our horoscopes.
And trust me, our stars align and we shall together
make pure and unadulterated cinema.
-Come on in. Let's have a chat. -(Saajan) Please.
Hmm.
Mr. Khanna.
I have come fully prepared.
We will lock the deal today, no matter what.
But my astrologer has thrown one last obstacle our way.
He wants my name at the top in the producer credits.
He even predicted a blockbuster 70-crore opening.
I said I'll have a chat with you. What's the big deal?
In fact, he has another prediction.
This new production house of yours, RKP.
It will do wonders!
You cannot even imagine, trust me.
Your father up there will repent his decision one day.
He'll regret snatching the reigns of Viktory Studios from you
and handing it over to that novice.
You know what I think, Mr. Khanna?
Your father was envious of you.
He was worried that you'd take Viktory Studios to a level
that even he never could.
I mean...
Wait, let me show you a poster.
I just designed one.
Hand it over to me.
Here you go. Beautiful.
Take a look, Mr. Khanna.
What do you think?
(intense music)
Anything else?
Just a simple, humble dream.
My name with your name.
So, Saajan-ji,
I was thinking of holding a press conference
for a formal announcement.
But since you're already here,
let me do the honours quickly.
-Oh, lovely! -I have a surprise for you.
-I like surprises, please. -Ah.
So yesterday,
there was a special screening of Screw Dheela in Hyderabad.
Bunny called me after that.
He was praising the film.
Oh, I saw it too! What a fantastic film.
Thank you.
And then,
he started talking about Kamal: The Fire, Part-Two.
(Saajan) Hmm.
Not only does he want me to present the Hindi dubbed version of it,
but that the remake rights should be mine too.
(music turns tense)
-You mean ours? -No, no.
Mine.
An exclusive deal with Raghu Khanna Pictures.
And the remake rights of Kamal: The Fire, Part-One
are also mine now.
I have those rights.
Verbally yours, right, Saajan-ji?
The pen is mightier than the sword.
I'm sure you're familiar with this proverb.
Right? Anyway, let it be.
My lawyers are with Bunny in Hyderabad right now.
They're getting him to sign the contract.
Think about it.
Why would Bunny get into a partnership with an unknown producer like you
when he can associate with a blockbuster producer like me?
Common sense, right?
That dialogue from the film is quite amazing indeed.
"Jhukega nahi, saala!"
(chuckles)
Get the fuck out of here.
(music rises)
-(bass drop) -(tablet slamming on table)
And the next time you bring up my father,
I swear on him,
I will fuck you up!
(intense electric guitars)
(slurps)
(cup clinks)
(riveting opening music)
(music stops)
(tense music)
(Prithvi sighs deeply)
Raghu,
I've been thinking about this for a while now.
I know you're angry.
Maybe even a bit hurt.
But I also know you will hear me out at least once.
The ones closest to you are the ones who tear the house down.
I trusted you more than myself, Prithvi.
Oh, well.
You live and you learn.
Tell me.
I have finally written a script.
Honestly, Mahika is the one who pushed me to write it.
But you have always said that
every film has its own destiny.
You have a network of distributors
and the exhibitors at the grassroots level that you know
and have a personal rapport with.
And Mahika will bring the Viktory Studios stamp--
Viktory is nothing without me. Nothing.
Who the fuck is Mahika? A bloody mosquito.
Swat her away or she'll keep bothering you.
-Fuck Mahika Naandy! -Zico.
-Keep quiet. -You keep--
(Raghu) Did anyone ask you for your opinion?
-Boss-- -Let us be.
Fuck off for five minutes.
(Zico sighs)
-Okay, bhai. -(Raghu) Butting in for no reason.
(bike whirring)
(Raghu) Yeah, go on.
Raghu...
I know Viktory without you is...
But, you know, Mahika is...
Anyway, please read the script once.
Nitesh Tiwari is on board to direct it.
And I think both of you can mount this film to perfection.
You dumped your girlfriend for me quite quickly, huh?
Hmm?
Quite the love triangle, huh?
All right. (sighs)
Send the script over.
Zico! (claps, snaps fingers)
Drop him home, please.
Yes, bhai.
There's no business like show business, huh?
-(door clicks) -(Raghu grunts)
(Zico) Fuckface.
I'm not your chauffeur. Sit in the front.
(Jugnu) Alia?
(introspective music)
Alia beta.
(rapping on door)
What is this behaviour, dear?
You've locked yourself in for the past two days,
and you haven't even had a morsel of food or a sip of water.
(rapping persists)
Alia!
I have made your favourite pudding today and...
(music fades)
A...
(nurse) Listen, Dr. Kulkarni is absent today.
So, shift Dr. Raghav to the OT instead of him.
Dr. Kulkarni's son is getting married today.
I got a special invite from him.
-Yasmin Ali? -Shh!
Isn't she that actor?
Hmm.
Come on, now. Get back to work.
Come on.
(nurse) Prepare the file for Ward 12 right away.
Will you be coming this evening?
(man) Go check the register once.
(woman) Yeah, yeah. I'm on it.
(people chattering)
(door clicks)
(kids shouting, playing)
(hopeful music)
(TV reporter) Armaan Singh will face another obstacle in his career.
You heard that right. After a string of flops,
he is in the news again for his scandalous affair.
It has brought him much disrepute and criticism
from the fraternity and his own fans.
And as a result of that,
Debonair Diamonds has broken its long-term association with Armaan.
So nice to see them happy, huh?
(Mandira chuckles)
I didn't even realise
what they were missing out on.
I was such an idiot.
(melancholic music)
No, you're not.
(music rises)
No, Mandy.
I can't make the same mistake as Armaan.
(music turns introspective)
I'm sorry.
(Mandira breathes in)
(stammers) I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
(sniffles)
(phone ringing)
Excuse me.
Yeah, Bubbles.
She was in Lucknow at her parent's house.
But she's not there anymore.
Okay.
Yasmin.
I made a mistake.
Please forgive me like you always do.
I promise I will fix everything.
(sighs)
Let's do it.
Let's have the baby.
Take it easy.
Let's count backwards.
From 10 to 1.
10...
9...
8...
You'll slowly feel sleepy. (voice echoes out, muffles)
Sleep comfortably.
(introspective music)
Last time, I was a bit harsh on her.
(breathes in, sighs)
I regret that honestly.
I tried calling her many times after,
but she didn't answer.
Just now I found out she's in Lucknow.
So, that's where we are at now.
Hmm.
-(Raghu) It's nice. -(chuckles)
(phone vibrating)
Armaan.
(phone continues vibrating)
(taps)
(Armaan) Mandy?
Are you there, Mandy?
Mandy.
Tell me.
Baby, I'm so sorry.
You don't deserve this at all.
The farmhouse, money, anything, you name it, it's all yours.
But please come back home.
I miss you.
(soft hopeful music)
Our PR team is drafting a statement
that we both are back together.
(music harshly turns stealthy)
And if you're down too, let's do it!
Let "Armira" be a fan favourite again.
What say, Mandy?
Mandy.
(Raghu) Mandy, just do as he says.
-No! -He's trying his tricks again.
Are you there, Mandy?
This is the perfect time to teach him a lesson.
I have a plan.
(Armaan) Baby?
Okay!
(Mandira) To silence the media,
we'll tell them these rumours were fake.
Every relationship goes through its hurdles.
Armaan, we will get out of this stronger.
Apologise to your fan too.
Greetings, brother.
(man 1) Armaan sir, we are live.
Greetings, my young brother. Greetings to you too.
Armaanians.
-Armaan's heart is aching today. -(crows cawing)
Shut those fuckin' things up. These goddamn birds!
-(man 2) Shoo! Shoo! -Let's try it again.
(man 1) Okay, sir. Camera rolling.
(comedic music)
Greetings, brother.
Greetings, my young brother. Greetings to you too.
Armaanians.
Armaan's heart is aching today.
(in Punjabi) I haven't felt like this ever before.
Forgive me, my brother.
Consider me your elder brother and just forgive me.
Please, sir.
Please don't apologise.
I won't mind a selfie though.
You'll get millions of selfies, my friend. As many as you want.
(Armaan) It's only human to make mistakes.
Hence,
by the grace of God,
(notification bell dings)
I...
I found...
I found my first Armaanian.
Everyone has their weak moments in life, right?
In fact, that's what makes us stronger.
(Mandira chuckles)
And when it comes to fake scandals,
we're used to it.
But, you know,
people...
really take advantage of me,
of my innocence,
of my clean image.
That's why I'm not feeling it anymore.
I'm not enjoying my work,
something that means so much to me.
And I kept thinking to myself... why?
I've done so many movies with Viktory before.
What is different this time?
(sighs) It all makes sense now.
(scoffs)
Victor sir is no more, but...
he has left the reins in the hands of a novice.
And with his departure, all of his sensibilities,
all the dignity, all the passion
are lost forever too.
So, friends...
1857: A Warrior's Saga...
I hereby quit this film.
Trust me, Armaanians.
I need a little more time.
Personally and professionally.
But let me tell you this.
That I am very happy...
Uh-uh. Sorry, sorry.
"We."
We are very happy!
-(intense music) -(notification bell dings)
(woman) Cut, cut, cut! Just stop the live right now.
Mandy?
(reporter) Mandira just exposed her cheat of a husband,
Armaan, on a social media live feed!
Armaan Singh has broken all his ties with Viktory Studios.
-Mandy! -Will they be able to face the wrath?
What?
What the fuck?
So this means...
"Always with you,"
"fake rumours,"
"from weak to strong,"
all these words were nothing but lies, right?
Armaan.
I've learnt it from the best.
Sell your lies like they're the truth.
And people will be forced to believe it.
Right?
(music intensifies)
(Raghu) I go after everything I deserve.
What did you say that day?
"Go make your mindless films, and I'll make the meaningful ones."
Make your film without a star then.
If you had just listened to me,
you would have seen better days.
Good luck, Miss Mahika Nandy.
Let's see how much longer you last on that throne.
(riveting music)
(music fades out)
-(door clicks open) -(Bubbles) Raghu! Raghu!
-She doesn't want to meet you. -(Raghu) Get out of the way!
-Or I'll dock your salary this month. -You shouldn't be here.
-(Raghu) Yas! Yas! -(Bubbles) She doesn't want you--
(Raghu) Shut up!
(introspective music)
(snaps fingers) Get out!
Bubbles, right now! Out!
-Yasmin, what has happened?! -(door bangs shut)
I've called you at least a thousand times.
Not one response.
No text, no call!
Sweetheart?
What is this? Silent treatment?
What have you done to yourself?
Huh? Have you looked at yourself?
These tears don't suit you one bit.
Come on. We're going to Italy for our babymoon.
I'll pack your suitcase.
I need to be pregnant in order to go on a babymoon.
But I love you so much...
that I got rid of the baby.
Happy?
(music intensifies)
Have I proven my love to you?
(chair screeches)
Yas.
Yas...
You need rest.
After staying there, you've started sounding like your folks too.
You're mine, and you know it.
I'm not your anything.
I was.
But I got rid of that too.
And I'm sounding like them because
that is where I belong and that's who I am.
Feeling uncomfortable?
You think you're doing me a favour by coming here?
Then, do yourself a favour.
Keep these gifts to yourself and just leave!
What are you doing?
-I detest these gifts! -(glass shatters)
Every time I would get upset,
you'd try and win me over with a new gift!
And I would come running back into your arms.
You have bought every piece of happiness with your money.
(sniffling)
I'm not going to be one of them.
Not anymore.
(emotional music)
(music turns melancholic)
(door bangs shut)
(engine whirring)
(music continues)
(engine revving)
(music fades)
(Mahika) Rustom-ji.
You showed your faith in me once.
And I made Armaan happen. Right?
I request you to show me that faith one more time.
Why do we need that non-actor anyway?
Non-actor?
Currently, you have no actors.
Hmm?
You must know one thing.
When an actor walks out of a film,
it's impossible to replace him with another one.
(Rustom breathes in)
I'm sorry, but...
this three-film deal that we have,
it's time to nullify it.
The complete amount needs to show up back in our accounts.
Rustom-ji.
Give us a little more time.
We... We will sort this out.
Opportunities are meant to be grabbed,
-not thrown away. -(Deven) Rustom-ji, please.
Deven bhai, please.
Trust me, I really have a lot of respect for you in my heart.
I hope you'll reciprocate some of that too.
I would appreciate that.
(melancholic music)
(Meena) We will die for our freedom.
We will keep fighting for our freedom.
And if death also does not bring us that freedom,
we will not stop.
(sniffs)
I really believed I could do it.
And you know what, Satya?
Hmm?
I feel all of this was just VK's ploy,
a move to get back at Raghu.
(introspective music)
I was just a pawn.
I don't think he actually believed in me.
Do I even deserve to be here?
You do.
(music turns hopeful)
Trust me, you absolutely do.
I have worked closely with you.
You are the first producer
who doesn't care about the end result,
but only sees what lies in the present.
Your passion is contagious.
I mean, you were there with me,
beside me, comforting me
through the madness.
I'll never forget that.
(breathes in deeply, sighs)
Look at what we do.
We put everything we have on the line
to make a movie.
We forget that there is a life beyond these movies too.
"The magic of cinema."
"This is what dreams are made of."
Fucking bullshit.
The audience only sees the stories we want them to see.
But for the story to reach its final culmination,
there are many smaller stories behind the screens,
and many battles,
and the courage to fight those battles every day.
No one sees all this.
I'm sorry.
I let you down.
Don't be.
You tried.
I really wanted to make this work with you.
(hopeful music)
Who said it's over?
(music rises)
(singing) ♪ I found my own shadows ♪
♪ To be so coarse ♪
♪ They left me scarred ♪
♪ If they came close ♪
♪ This heart of glass How will it mend? ♪
♪ Reckless and wild Where will it end? ♪
♪ Broken into pieces ♪
♪ I cannot tend ♪
♪ Shattered ♪
♪ We all are scattered ♪
♪ Shattered ♪
♪ We all are scattered ♪
(interlude)
(Sarika) I think whatever happened was good for Yasmin.
You know, when I got pregnant,
Victor had asked me to get an abortion.
But when I refused,
he broke up with me.
My son, not everyone has the courage
to accept their compromises.
Victor definitely didn't have it.
And neither do you.
♪ Shattered ♪
♪ We all are scattered ♪
(song ends)
(Jitesh) Deven bhai, I've spoken to the board.
And as expected, they have refused.
Jitesh, do me a personal favour.
Hear me out.
Nobody can give your bank such a lucrative deal in the market.
(sighs)
Deven bhai.
I get it.
But you know the fragility of the market
and, add to that, this new development.
Jitesh, one second.
(Mahika) Paperwork, in our industry?
See, if you want, we can just have a meeting in--
(Deven whispers) Jitesh. Speak to him.
Hi, Mr. Jitesh. This is Mahika Nandy.
Uh, so a meeting with the board is all we are asking for.
You know, give us a shot and we can convince them that
Viktory is still a wise and smart investment.
Mahika-ji,
if it's really so wise and smart,
then I'm sure you already have a lot of offers on the table, right?
Deven bhai.
You know how it was.
Earlier, even if the profits were minimal,
Viktory still had goodwill.
It had reliability.
And that's what banks want.
Look,
I'm not asking you guys for a drastic overnight change.
But at least, bring back some of that goodwill and reliability.
Until then,
forgive me, but I'm out.
(melancholic music)
(notification dings)
(music fades out)
"Namaste-ji?"
Brother.
The chaps who make the Koffee With Karan hampers,
I got this made by them for our office.
What is this?
This coffee is made from elephant poop. (chuckles)
It's supposed to be fab.
Can't give Salman elephant shit, man.
He will whoop your ass.
(coffee can lands sharply)
(phone rings)
Brother, if Yasmin is not picking up calls, let me know.
I'll pick her up from her house right away.
Stay in your fucking limits.
Fuckface.
(car zooms in, honks)
(cars honking, zooming past)
-(tyres screeching) -(phone rings)
(suspenseful music)
Hello?
(Saajan) Mahika-ji.
Good afternoon.
How are you?
This is Saajan Morarka.
-I do business. -Saajan Morarka! (whispers)
-Talk to him. Talk! (whispers) -Hello!
Hello?
Can you hear me?
Yes, of course.
Everybody knows you, Saajan-ji.
How are you?
I am very well. Thank you.
But you're in great trouble, it seems.
And as soon as I got to know this,
I couldn't help but reach out.
I have a special relationship with films.
And keeping that relationship in mind,
I have an offer for you.
(music rises)
Really?
Tell me.
I want to help you.
I want to put your studio back on its feet.
I have the highest regard for your grandfather.
You won't regret it.
Promise.
-(Zico) Hello! -(man) Come on, check all of that!
Fast, fast, go through those drawers.
(Zico) What the fuck are you all up to?
I'll show you what the hell I am up to, asshole.
(Raghu in Marathi) What's going on?
If you're all going to evade tax,
we're going to come knocking at your doors, right?
Knock away but gently, my friend.
(in Marathi) This is like your office, brother.
You're in a deep mess, man.
Looks like you ruffled the wrong feathers.
Raghu Khanna is as much an enemy to you
as he is to me.
Let's shake hands on that.
We can shake hands.
But for us to partner up and unite forces,
I need time and trust.
Come on, Mahika-ji.
You're telling me about trust.
I'm sending you a gift to win over your trust.
Have a look.
(man 1) Go through everything. Check everything.
(man 2) Tax filings, laptops, get everything!
-Seal it. -Seal everything.
(man 1) No one is allowed to leave the premises until the raid...
(Saajan) How did you like it?
It's the auspicious occasion of Diwali. Please come over.
We shall light a candle together.
It's a solid offer. Don't refuse it.
I'll wait for your response.
Hail Cinema.
(Closed Captions by Desynova Digital)