(siren blaring in distance)
Mehul Bose, right?
(Mehul) Yes, ma'am.
Good to go?
Okay. To begin with,
open disk utility and check boot camp partition,
make sure it is visible and properly formatted,
ensure it is mounted,
update NTFS-3G and, yeah...
make sure that NTFS-3G is the latest version
because sometimes there are compatibility issues
-with the new version of macOS-- -That's enough.
Mostly the--
-Sorry? -We'll let you know.
Thank you.
-Uh, reinstalling the boot-- -Yeah, that'll be all.
-Sure, ma'am. -Thanks.
(intriguing music soaring)
(dreamy, inspiring music)
(in Bengali) You can do this, Mehul.
Remember?
The sun never dies.
Hmm?
(dramatic music)
(elevator bell dings)
(man) Not allowed.
(Sidharth) Let her come in.
(upbeat, enchanting music)
You work for Unicorn?
I had an interview here.
Come, come.
So, how was it?
I had a feeling that the interview went really well.
And I think the feeling was mutual.
It'll be a great fit.
Confident.
Why Unicorn?
There's a secret hidden in Unicorn.
I want to find that secret.
What secret?
The secret of achieving relentless success.
I want to learn from the best.
Smart.
(elevator bell dings)
(enchanting music resumes)
(employees) Good morning, sir.
(coughs, clears throat)
(guard) Come, sir.
-How's your mother? -Much better, thanks to you.
Bye, sir.
(suspenseful music)
(phone chiming)
-Hello? -How did the interview go?
Forget about the interview.
That bugger's in front of me.
What! Met him on the very first day?
Mehul, hello?
Hello, say something? Mehul?
-(Mehul) Hmm. -Sir wants to see you.
Mehul? Hello?
Hello, say something? Hello, Mehul?
One month.
If I get a positive report from your boss, you get to stay.
Deal?
Make me proud.
(title theme music)
Raise your voices! Down with patriarchy!
Raise your voices!
STUBBORN LOVE
(Anand) He couldn't recognise you?
Would I be sitting here had he done so, Anand?
You have a point.
Found out his name?
No luck.
But before he finds me, it's very important that I find him.
Ask at your office.
-I'll pull strings outside. -Excuse me?
Don't try to be a hero. You're finished if you get caught.
And anyway, this is my fight, Anand.
It's not like I'm doing all of this to impress you.
One-sided love may be powerful, but it is equally painful.
Who'd know that better than me?
(pensive music)
I don't want you to go through that pain.
Argh! (groans, sputters)
What happened?
I guess I felt the pain, but I can manage it.
Life should also be fun sometimes, Mehul Bose. Finish your papri chaat.
-Is it good? -Hmm!
Sometimes I wonder what is so special about Mr. India
that made you crazy for him.
Hmm?
(Golu sighs loudly)
Boys smell amazing.
-Hmm! -Right?
Cigarettes, aftershave...
Oh! I could kill myself!
Hold him in my arms and...
(girls imitate kissing)
-Oh, God! -(Golu, Mehul laugh)
Just give me one boyfriend.
And then all my life...
I'll keep kissing him!
So... I've done something.
I had gone for a film the other day with Pritam.
And...
(both) And?
(playful music)
Liar!
It's true!
I swear on Ranveer Singh.
We went into the movie theatre and sat on our seats. Okay?
Then he put his hand...
-Where? -On my hand.
And?
And then, when the lights went out, he kissed me.
Ew!
Then he put his cigarette pack and matchbox in my bag.
So?
Understand the feelings, baby!
-What feelings? -(tsks)
Cigarette, matchsticks.
Now I'll play Pritam.
-And this cigarette... -What are you doing!
-...is my bride. -You'll get me killed!
It'll be fun. Let's light it.
(coughing)
-(locks door) -There, there.
Try it!
Give it to me.
(knocking on door)
Shit!
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
-Go away. -No.
-Hey! Stop! -Shh!
What do you want?
Huh?
-Neel! -Hey?
(Mehul) What are you looking for?
-Hi. -Bye.
Get out!
-I want to study too. -In this room?
-Well! -(whispers) Shit!
-What was that? -What?
-Nothing!
Move, let me see!
-I told you-- -Hey! A-ha! Ah!
Is this a part of your syllabus?
Now I'll tell Ma about this. Just wait and watch what happens.
-Give it back. -Okay.
-Give it back. Tell her to return it. -Let's see.
-Get out. -You were smoking in here?
So what? Get out.
You can't do that. I'll tell Ma everything!
Just you wait! See what happens when I tell Ma!
Phew!
Your stupid Pritam's love...
is going to take us all down!
(knock on door)
Neel!
Is your brother a spy?
I told you...
(in Bengali) What?
What happened? What are you doing?
Hey! Your friends?
-Hi. -Hello.
Heard a lot about you.
-Really? -Yes.
-Are you Shekhar-da? -Hmm!
(in Bengali) Sit.
(comical music)
Has she told you how useless she is?
Never.
Were you studying?
Is this what you were studying?
You were smoking? Huh?
Are you old enough to smoke?
Mehul?
-Shekhar-da-- -What?
Uh... It's not my fault...
It was Golu, Shekhar-da!
Shekhar-da!
You!
Just you wait!
Shekhar-da!
Oh, Shekhar-da! Sorry!
Just forgive me this time, please!
No, it's my fault, Mehul.
I should've understood.
You've grown up. You're not a child anymore.
(whimpers) Shekhar-da...
It's Holi tomorrow.
-Come over. And... -(dreamy music)
...don't forget to bring colours.
-Hmm? -Why?
Don't you have your own colours?
I don't like wasting money.
It just costs 20 bucks.
-You don't have ₹20? -No.
Bad investment. Waste of my money.
No, it's not.
-I will always-- -Pester me?
I know.
(soft music)
Listen.
I've been thinking about it.
I have something to tell you.
What is it?
Come over tomorrow.
I'll tell you...
with the splendour of colour.
(melancholic music)
(woman) You're late, Mehul Bose.
Ma'am, you see, I couldn't find my way--
No excuses, please. I don't like excuses.
And from now onwards, you're going to directly report to me.
And as you can see, there are certain things that we maintain.
So, please, from now onwards, maintain the decorum of this office.
Yeah?
Come. Hey, you, come here.
(Pallavi) Yes, ma'am.
Brief her on the project details.
But only after finishing your own work.
You know, right? I don't like excuses.
I'll be back.
She always behaves like that with everyone...
because she's close to Sidharth sir.
Oh, hi. I am Pallavi.
Hi. Mehul.
Nice.
I've worked here for a year now. Ask me anything.
-Anything? -Hmm.
(loud traffic cacophony)
(Neel) Mehul, why did you return late?
It's a new job, so...
(Neel) What!
You got a new job?
Wow.
She didn't even bother to tell you.
Sorry.
-I forgot to tell you. -(Ma) What do you mean?
What keeps you so busy that you forget to tell your parents?
Sorry, Ma. Don't be angry with me.
Which company is it?
-Unicorn. -What... Unicorn?
How much is the salary?
Why do you care?
-Mind your own business. -Exactly what I'm doing.
-Did you call me, ma'am? -(Mousumi) Sit.
Yes, ma'am?
Um... this... Mehul Bose...
How does she know Shekhar Dutta?
Well, you see... he is Mehul's childhood crush.
She used to take classes from him.
As far as I know, he lives in her neighbourhood.
"Lives"?
Yes, in north Kolkata. His house is right across Mehul's.
Have you ever met this Shekhar Dutta?
No.
I've just heard about him.
You see, Shekhar-da is like Mr. India. You can't see him.
You would've seen him if he was alive.
Excuse me?
He is no more. He committed suicide.
What?
She never told me this.
But the accusation...
I told her what the facts were.
Anyway, I don't want to get involved in this.
And your friend... Tell her to stay away from it.
She might be in danger.
-But, ma'am, suicide-- -You can leave now.
(paper rustling)
(enchanting music rising)
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Listen, Mehul. This won't work. Come here.
Look at everyone here.
They are all busy trying to impress Sidharth sir.
We're the perfect mismatch here. That's why we're friends.
Yeah.
So, tell me something. Uh...
Sidharth sir's bodyguard who keeps following him around...
That tall, scary fellow...
Raka sir?
Raka sir.
Yes.
Since when has he been working with Unicorn?
-Mehul, what is your intention? -Oh... Nothing at all.
Just curious.
People are usually curious about Sidharth sir.
It's the first time I've met someone who's asking about Raka sir.
Yes, I mean... Don't you think he is kind of strange?
He's always staring at everyone.
-He has a weird vibe, right? -Yes, he's weird.
He's been with Sidharth sir for years.
He is in charge of Sidharth sir's security.
He just goes out for half an hour at 1:00 p.m. for lunch.
Otherwise, he is a very boring man.
What? Didn't I tell you I know everything?
-True! -Yes.
Let's chat over coffee?
Sure.
Ask me anything.
-(traffic cacophony) -(phone chiming)
-Hello? -Found out about that bugger?
No.
Only thing I learnt was that his name is Raka.
He leaves just for half an hour at lunch, that's it.
No one knows where he goes during that time.
I'm there.
I'll try and find out.
(suspenseful music)
(bike engine starts)
(dramatic music)
(bell tolling)
Hope you've not been naughty.
Hello, sweetie!
-How are you? -I'm okay.
(woman) Put him down.
Put him down!
(phone camera clicking)
I've told you not to do this. Why don't you listen to me?
Come, let's go.
(taxi rumbling)
(Mehul) Here's your fare.
-Hi. -Did you find out anything?
Quite a bit. Sit.
There's a twist in the tale.
Who is this?
His son?
Maybe, maybe not.
Keep swiping.
Who is this woman?
His wife?
No idea.
More importantly, this woman doesn't like Raka at all.
And the bugger's really scared of her too.
That means we can use her.
Yes.
We can't talk to her at the school, but...
if we can get hold of her address, we're sorted.
Did you find out anything?
At Unicorn, they only open up to you if your designation matters.
Hmm.
Then we need to find someone who'd talk to an intern.
A caretaker, an old employee...
Uh... peon, driver, office boy, lift man, anyone.
-How's your mother? -Much better, thanks to you.
(humming nervously)
Hello, Uncle.
-Yes, ma'am? -How are you?
I am okay. How may I help you?
How is your mother doing now?
Sidharth sir was talking about her.
I heard him. Is she fine now?
She's doing fine.
What a kind heart he has. Takes care of people like me too.
Um...
The environment here is a bit different, isn't it?
I mean, at the office?
Not at all. Anyone who joins this place goes very far in life.
That's true.
But tell me something,
why is Sidharth sir's security team so strict?
I mean... he's not in danger, is he?
(children cheering, yelling)
(suspenseful music)
Who is Mr. Raka?
Someone special?
What can I say? Everyone's scared of him, ma'am.
Why?
Haven't you heard about the Majumdar case?
(suspenseful music rising)
-Hey, listen... -Hey! Found you!
Found him! Son... Listen...
Son, please listen to me... Hey, listen.
Oops!
My child!
What happened?
Huh? Are you upset with me?
Won't you talk to me?
What happened? Are you hungry?
Hmm?
(guard) It happened years ago.
One evening, the two had a fight in the middle of the road.
Raka beat Majumdar to death.
When he gets angry, he goes mad.
He turns into a monster.
And in spite of so many witnesses, he walked free.
What happened, ma'am? Are you okay?
Huh? No... Yes.
I'll see you later.
Uh, see you later. Thank you.
-Okay. -See you later.
(dramatic music swelling)
(phone vibrating)
Hi, Mehul. Yes... I--
-(Mehul) Hello? -Wait, wait, wait!
Anand, listen to me.
Can I call you back later? I think I hit the jackpot.
Anand, listen to me first.
Raka isn't a regular security guard.
He openly killed a man named Majumdar.
What?
-What's the name of the guy? -Majumdar. Why?
"Partha Majumdar"?
(Raka) Hey, excuse me, mister?
(music intensifying)
May I ask what you are looking for in that bag.
Anand?
(title theme music)