(door opens)
Couldn't you have talked to uncle properly for 2 mins?
When you go to someone's house you don't just sit there and sulk!
I already told you, Mom, I didn't feel like going there in the first place.
Every time it's the same excuse. Enough is enough!
What can I do if I don't feel like it?
(door closes)
(Tahira's mother) Don't do anything! Stay dejected and sad.
- Oh, God. - She always does that.
(grunts in exasperation)
Look. I will speak with her. I understand her.
(door opens)
(door closes)
Sweetheart... You have everything -
a good college, lots of friends, no restrictions.
Then why are you like this? Hmm?
(sobs)
But Papa, what do I do? My mind is just... Dull!
(sighs)
I understand.
Listen, just eat well, drink well.
All this mind stuff will sort itself out.
Come on, let's have dinner. Come.
(sobs)
(fan spins)
(Title song)
j& In intentions, there's obsession, j&
j& In emotions, there's obsession- Obsession. j&
j& Pure Obsession! j&
j& Wherever I step, chaos ignites, j&
j& Sacrificed it all, paid the highest price. j&
j& Books will tell my story in time, j&
j& Bear witness-I never let chances slide. j&
j& I am fire, j&
j& Don't mistake me for a flower. j&
j& No one stands equal, no one holds power. j&
j& Fell from the blows, but I rose even stronger, j&
j& Smiling through pain, my grip growing longer. j&
j& Never did this head bow down, j&
j& Fearful ones? They're out, they're gone. j&
j& Gotta snatch my rights and feast, j&
j& Come on, let's shake up the streets. j&
j& Got to get my hands dirty myself, j&
j& Carrying the weight of my dreams, no help. j&
j& Step aside, too many problems already in the World j&
j& I am in a battle, my clothes got deep stains of blood j&
Good one! Yay!
(claps)
(Sebi) How is it?
It's very good, I really like it.
But now we need to ask your madam too, right?
Why didn't she come today? The passion lasted for all of one day!
I think...
She's a lecturer in our college and is just helping us out.
She doesn't need to come every day.
I'm saying, why is she coming at all? What's the need?
Why do we want another brain...
(Sebi's mother) Sebi!
(speaking in Marathi) Mom? Here?
Come, Bhau. I got Bhau along.
Hello Bhau.
- Aunty! - Bless you.
(laughs)
Guys, Bhau will make the costumes for our Christmas Gala.
(Sebi) Bhau, this is our team, the Misfits.
For the entire Koli community
in this area...
I make the costumes whenever they have theatre performances.
- Wow! That's amazing! - Yes.
Bhau, make something fantastic for these kids as well!
Sebi is like your son!
Don't worry, I'll make something sparkling for you.
- It'll shine like nobody's business! - Ok.
People won't be able to see anyone else other than you.
- Alright. - Just tell me what you want,
I'll make it.
Hey Jazz, show him what you've cracked with that AI of yours.
- There. (speaking in Marathi)-Go there.
- (speaking in Marathi)-Mother. - Come, come, come.
I'm not too sure about him, Sebi.
We're showing him what we want,
he just needs to make it as it is.
What could possibly go wrong?
And with our budget, not much can be done anyway.
(speaking in Marathi) Beggars can't be choosers.
(Male Tailor) Sebi.
(footsteps)
(Male Tailor) Listen.
I'll add a frill here,
and a golden strip below.
It'll pop and how!
No, no, we don't want anything to pop.
I mean, we don't want it to be loud. Make it stylish, but subtle.
What's 'sattal'?
I'll explain. Subtle means not over-the-top,
no need for flashy things like frills and bling...
- Ok, Ok. - Golden strip, etc., nothing.
You see this? Just make it exactly like this.
Alright. Are you sure?
That's all we need.
Alright, as you wish.
I'll come later to get the measurements, ok?
- Ok, Ok. - See you later, sister.
- Ok, bye! - Bye.
(Sebi) Thank you.
- (Sebi's mother) Alright, practice well, ok! - (Sebi) Yes.
(Sebi's mother) Bhau!
- (Sebi) Bye. - Here.
Quite a guy, this Bhau!
He'll make it, right?
He will.
Done.
Tahira.
(Rohit) What's going on?
I've told you not to eat all this.
(Rohit) Don't you understand?
God has given you a great figure, why are you ruining it?
If you eat all this, you'll become fat.
(Rohit) As it is the lift is not happening.
(Rohit) Two people are struggling to do the lift.
You can't be so rude.
Thanks. This is no way to talk.
Are you even realizing that you're body-shaming her?
(Rohit) Body shame?
Really?
Look, I don't understand your fancy words and indirect talks.
Christmas Gala is around the corner.
I'm in charge of this group's dance.
If anyone is doing anything wrong, I'll call it out and stop them.
You decide if you want to improve or take offense.
Body shaming!
Just let me know what you want to do, man.
What have I got myself into!
(footsteps)
Why's it so quiet?
Looks like a funeral more than a party.
- Shut up! - No...
These are Mumbai's top lawyers.
Oh, the star is here.
- Hello. - Hi.
(laughs)
And Meera's here too! What a pleasant surprise, sweetheart...
(laughs)
The caretaker betrayed us at the last minute. What to do?
It's a good thing. We got to meet Neeraj uncle. Right?
- Hi. - Neeraj Gandhi.
Gandhi & Gandhi associates.
Gagan Ahuja.
High court?
Umm... He is not a lawyer.
(chuckles)
I'm a musician.
Oh, wow! Umm... That reminds me,
there was once a case between two musicians. And guess who won?
The one who struck a chord with the judge!
(laughs)
Funny!
(chuckles)
Come, come, we are a bunch of jolly people. You will enjoy.
After you.
You go ahead, we'll join you.
All right, I'll see you around. Bye.
Bye.
Gosh, I'll die inside.
Come on, not everyone is like that.
Please?
Ok...
Mumma, can I also not come?
- She will be fine with me. Yeah. - Ok.
But don't trouble uncle, ok?
Ok.
Bye.
What do we do now, uncle?
Huh? Umm.. Let me think. Do you like chocolates?
Obviously, uncle. But where will we find chocolates here?
I have an idea.
Follow me.
Ba-bum, ba-bum, ba-bum...
Do you know the number of copyright cases in courts today -
over 3 lakhs.
Do you know the number of people
whose reputation has been permanently harmed by AI -over 800.
And do you know the number of laws it will take
to put a stop to all of this -ONLY ONE!
(claps)
Fuccckkk!! You're freaking awesome!!
Seriously?
No doubt! You'll win for sure. I'm certain.
I really hope it happens. Then nationals!
Lucky for me I'm not your boyfriend!
You'd slaughter me in every argument!
Excuse me.
Dude, why's your flatmate always walking around in a towel?
He loves showering!
Let's get out of here before he drops his towel too!
(humming a song)
You ok?
Yes... Sorry.
Are you mad at Rohit?
You should've confronted Rohit, Sebi.
You're still stuck on that matter. Ok, what do you expect me to tell him?
'Thank you for the rehearsal hall, for choreographing us, helping us,
always standing by us,
but, the way you speak is a little on the edge.
So, either you change or you leave'. Shall I tell him this?
Just because he's helping doesn't mean we tolerate his toxicity.
Put friendship aside for a moment and you'll see how wrong his attitude is.
And you put his attitude aside for a moment,
you'll see that he is right,
just that his ways are a little flawed.
You know what, you should put Misfits aside, Sebi,
if their insult doesn't affect you.
(water splashes)
Shona!
Hmm.
I'll talk to him.
You're just saying or will you actually?
I'll really do it.
(kisses)
Come on.
- What are we doing here? - Shhh!
We are here on a chocolate adventure.
Adventure?
Yeah, a BIG chocolate adventure. All right?
Wait. Follow what I'm saying and come right here.
(doorbell rings)
(door opens)
I just gave my clothes for laundry...
Good evening, Sir. I'm a...
Gagan Ahuja!! Gagan sir...
Priya!! Gagan sir is here.
Do you have chocolates in your minibar?
What?!
Uh, so, today on the occasion of World Chocolate Awareness and uh...
Renunciation Day,
we've come to take away chocolates from your minibar, Sir.
To make sure that you remain fit and healthy like you are, Sir.
(chuckles)
Wow!
What a kind and noble man.
Sir, I'll bring them right away.
- Good! - 1 minute.
Will he call the police, if he comes to know we lied?
Your mom is a lawyer, sweetie! Don't worry.
That's true!
Santa Clause is coming to town...
Ho! Ho! Ho!
- Here you go. - Thank you.
Sorry guys, took longer than expected.
No problem, mummma... We had fun!!
Fun?
Yeah, yummy fun. Shall we go?
Yeah! Let's go.
(audience applauding)
Remember guys, the student who wins today will represent Anderson's College
at the National Debate Society event in New Delhi.
(audience applauding)
- Let me remind everyone - the motion we are debating today is -
"Artificial Intelligence is killing creativity and content creators".
And to speak for the motion, I invite to stage -Miss Munmun Chaudhary.
Come on.
- Wooh! Wooh! - Woohooo! Munmun!
(audience applauding)
This is Munmun's first year in the debate society.
(Male 1) And she's had a phenomenal semi-finals.
- What's up, champ? - Ashu bhaiyya!
Where have you been? You didn't come yesterday.
I called you so many times, but in vain!
Chill, was doing your work.
No, no, no need now.
Munmun and I have sorted things out between us.
Really? Then enjoy the debate.
(chuckles)
(Male 1) And now to speak against the motion,
I invite to stage -Mr. Ashutosh Jha.
(audience applauding)
Three lakhs forty two thousand four hundred and nine! -
(Ashu) the number of copyright cases in the courts today.
Eight hundred and forty -
the number of people whose reputation has been permanently harmed
(Ashu) because of deepfake.
ONE -the number of laws it will take to solve this issue.
I know, I know. I am supposed to speak against the motion.
But before my worthy opponent throws these number at me,
I thought I should confess... that yes, these numbers are true!
(Ashu) But it is also true that we should look at this objectively and in context.
(Ashu) Let's do that via 4 crucial points.
Number One -Imposters.
(Ashu) What makes us think AI will stop at only creating imposters
and not give us tools to identify them?
Remember when piracy on content industries hit us,
we evolved, we developed tools to flag such content... at the source.
(Ashu) So let me leave it to all of you learned people to decide -
whether we should enter the future with fear, despair, and regress,
OR... with Optimism, Ambition,
and the most primitive emotion of mankind -HOPE.
(intriguing music)
Thank you.
(audience applauding)
(Male 1) Thank you, Mr. Ashutosh Jha.
I now invite to the podium, Miss Munmun Chaudhary.
(audience applauding)
To Spea... Speak for the motion...
(sighs deeply)
I would like to say that...
Artificial Intelligence can...
Louder, please.
(laughter)
Artificial Intelligence can... can...
(Male 1) Louder! Please.
(dynamic music)
(pencil scratching)
Hi.
Can I see it?
It's not complete yet.
It's OK, I want to see a work-in-progress masterpiece.
It's just a thought as of now.
That's what I want to see... Your unfiltered thoughts.
Then you will also see the vices in them.
I hope you are not a serial killer.
(chuckles)
No.
Alright, we'll see your masterpiece when it's done.
Shall we make a reel meanwhile?
Now?
Hmm.
What's the problem?
I'm not prepared.
Who prepares for a reel?
Have you seen Swati? She makes reels while brushing her teeth in the morning!
- 'Good morning'. - (chuckles)
Ok, fine. I can imagine. But...
can we do it tomorrow, please?
Tomorrow? We can. But...
what if tomorrow you're not free,
this gazebo is not free,
or this moment is not free...
Alright.
But... not here.
Then where?
I thought I was good at debates, I can achieve something.
Let it go, Moon. You prepared well, right?
If luck didn't favor you...
Luck has nothing to do with it, Bikram.
I'm the one who is below average.
Ashutosh is too smart. He had already guessed what I'd say.
It's like he crawled into my head and read the notes I had.
I am a loser. I am a fucking loser.
(peppy music)
j& Don't overthink the intentions, they are like a maze j&
j& Don't wait too long for signs, they blush at your gaze j&
j& Hug me tight j&
j& In your arms I want to forget time j&
j& Hug me tight j&
j& In your arms I want to forget time j&
j& Hug me tight j&
I am sorry.
No. It was beautiful.
Sorry...
(footsteps)
(lift door opens)
(suspenseful music)
(doorbell rings)
(door opens)
Surprise!
(screams)
Aryan! What the hell are you...
(door closes)
What the hell are you doing?
Swati, You said 'surprise me', so I wanted to surprise you!
Why did you enter that house? I told you, first door from the left.
If you look from that side, then that one is left!
Why didn't you explain it clearly?
All this left-right, left-right is so confusing!
You know what, I was posing like this.
(chuckles)
And that lady just appeared...
Like this.
Oh, God. I want to die.
You want to die.
Don't laugh, please.
(chuckles) Those...
That lady was raging. You know what?
I think she might call the police.
Relax, relax. She won't call the police. Are you mad!
But actually, you flashed a 50-year-old aunty. It's hilarious.
(chuckles)
Swati, you're still laughing!
I'm palpitating here. Fuck, man!
The whole surprise is ruined!
Not at all, babe! I'm all game for it.
Alright, let's get started!
I can't now.
That's it? Scared already?
Aryan is scared of nothing.
Let's do this!
Hey.
(chuckles)
I'll just go and wash up...
Where do you even find such people... Ugh!
Dude, stop judging!
I'm stressed since Adah got the lead part.
And you know dating apps are kind of my stress buster.
(clicks her tongue)
(Swati) You tell me, how did it go with Tahira?
(Swati) Tell me.
It was ok.
(Ashu) Alright, beer is already arranged.
(Ashu) You bring rum and let everyone know. The party's got to be epic!
Of course, full power! We've won!
- Everyone should know. - Absolutely.
(chuckles)
(Bikram) Ashu bhaiyya, I wanted to talk to you.
You guys go ahead, I'll join you. Come, sit-sit.
Let's go, Guys.
So, how did you like the competition?
Ashu bhaiyya, did you... already know Munmun's notes?
Of course! Oh, the way we've taken revenge of your insult!
(Ashu) When you called Munmun outside the library,
I thought, what's the point of talking?
She embarrassed you in front of 50 people.
(Ashu) I did it in front of 500! On stage!
I had stolen her debate notes from her laptop.
What have you done, Ashu bhaiyya?
She can't stop crying.
(Bikram) This was really important for her.
What the fuck, bro! I did all this for you and instead of thanking me,
you're putting me on a guilt-trip?
We were just going to talk, Ashu bhaiyya.
Yeah, so I took it a step further. Just to make you feel better, ok?
Ashu bhaiyya, Munmun and I had talked it out,
she told me her reasons and even apologized.
We shouldn't have done this.
Did you tell me this?
You didn't answer my call...
Bro, bro, bro. Cut the crap, ok?
You wanted revenge, and I wanted to win the competition
And I think both have been done quite well.
To rise in life, we need to make small sacrifices.
Besides, Munmun has a chance to win next year,
but I won't get another chance to stand in the elections.
My win was more important! And think about it, if I become president,
who'll be the cultural secretary?
Bros before hoes, buddy. Idiot!
Rohit, did you get the film?
I'm just about to, aunty. I'll let you know.
- (Female 1) Yeah, do let me know. - Everyone around here loves me.
- Hmm, Rohit... - Where's this Bhau's shop?
Must be around here somewhere...
Rohit, I needed to discuss something important.
Yeah, tell me.
The way you... speak, right?
Yeah, totally impressive, right? Your brother's got swag!
Yeah, but... what you say...
sometimes it... I mean the girls find it a bit...
Yeah, the girls are floored, I know...
Let's ask him, come.
Boss! There's a tailor named Bhau,
stitches costumes and all, do you know where his shop is?
Here, next door.
- This? - Yes.
Hey, it's right here, come.
But he's gone to his village.
- Village? - Meaning?
He had a lot of debt. When people started chasing him,
he ran away to the village.
(chuckles)
Damn it!
Hey!
Hey, you're Shaila Tai's son, right?
Yes.
Yeah, he's left a box for you. It's there.
Oh, thank God!
Open, open. Let's see what he has made.
(opening the trunk)
What is this?!
Are we supposed to wear these clothes?
I told him not to put frills...
I told you, that man is a total idiot! You never listen.
What do we do now! We're screwed!
I... I'll do something... I'll try to handle...
- What handle? - I'll do it...
Christmas Gala is right around the corner, what will we wear?!
- I'll... I'll try... - (phone rings)
- What will you try?! - Just... Just a second...
Hello.
- (Male 2) -Subhash Mhatre? - Yes.
(Male 2) You have extra classes starting tomorrow.
(Male 2) You've failed Political Science.
(Male 2) Meet me in the admin department tomorrow.
No, no, I can't come.
I have to... perform at the Christmas Gala.
(Male 2) You've failed, Subhash. You can't perform at the gala anyway.
What! Can't perform, as in?
- Hello! Can't you do something? Hello! - (phone disconnects)
Hey, come here! Try this on, let's see how it looks.
What's the point of trying on! We're screwed.