This is Bhopal...
I won't bore you with what's famous here...
That's all on Google anyway.
I'm going to tell you about a man
Google itself is trying to figure out...
wondering why the hell his stars are so cursed...
so cursed that he's always running from trouble.
This here is my childhood friend, Mohan Sharma.
Today Mohan's running "from" marriage...
but there was a time...
when he was running around "to" get married.
The skies are clear,
both players are clear on their game plan too.
Both are proceeding towards their goal.
Nothing can stop them from winning today.
This pair is going to create history.
Bam!
And this is the love of his life...
Saniya Hussain.
Mohan Sharma and Saniya Hussain...
Get it?
You do, right?
But their families didn't.
Both sides were dead against it...
Neither did his "papa" approve of it nor did her "abba."
So they went looking for help from Baba.
Bow your heads before all, whether it's Kashi or Kaba,
Get solution for every problem from Engineer Baba!
Shall we?
You sure going this high up will help?
I've got faith in the One above...
and this one's perched pretty high too.
In every journey, I want you near,
Your sight's the only thing I hold dear.
I want to live where your heartbeat stays,
In my thoughts forever too, through endless days.
I wish to steal you from the world's hold,
I ask God for you and nothing more,
I'll never let you go,
I am in love with you with all my heart and soul.
In every journey, I want you near,
Your sight's the only thing I hold dear.
We made a deal, your heart for mine,
Once you were mine, I left all behind.
Whether I benefit or lose,
I choose the path my heart would choose.
I care for none, just you,
In your winds, I drift and I lose.
You live in every prayer I behold,
I am in love with you with all my heart and soul.
In every journey, I want you near,
Your sight's the only thing I hold dear.
Baba! Greetings!
Greetings!
Bless you, son.
Sit down. Be comfortable.
Okay.
What problem do you face, dear?
- Baba, we want to get married. - Yes, Baba.
Then get married.
Son, get two garlands, please.
Baba, I'm Hindu and she's Muslim.
Don't bother!
Then you'll get beaten up,
and you get me beaten up too!
Baba, who's going to climb all these steps to beat you?
Trust me,
people might not climb to donate,
but they'll sprint up to throw punches for sure.
You know, I used to sit at a thousand steps
and had to move up to five thousand just to save my skin?
You are right,
but there's got to be some solution for sure.
- You've got a thousand... - Excuse me?
You've got a thousand problems in this wedding.
You think a hundred bucks can fix it all?
Baba, just get us married...
I promise, I'll get your hut rebuilt.
Tell me, will we ever get married or not?
Not?! Don't even think about not.
We will definitely get married.
Look, if fate doesn't approve, you'll forget him someday.
That's not possible.
Everything is possible.
Life's just math...
Everything's predetermined.
If I can be an engineer who turned into a baba,
then you too can forget him.
I'd rather die than forget him.
We will definitely get married...
even if we have to fight two religions or four!
Let's go.
Baba, do you have a lift here?
Forget the lift to go down, son...
the road you've taken,
someone will soon give you a lift to heaven.
- Let's get out of here. - Come on now, Baba!
Please don't say such inauspicious things!
Just pray it all goes right this time.
I'm already doing that!
I also took you to the Baba yesterday,
but you wouldn't even listen to him.
I don't want to hear a word against our wedding.
I fell for you when you were 16...
You're 32 now.
So what?
You can still have kids till 65,
I checked.
So you'll marry me after you turn 65?
No, sweetheart, today... right now.
By the way, where are our witnesses?
Hubby's bringing them. There he is.
And this is me,
his friend, Harbir Singh aka Hubby...
witness to every disaster and wedding in his life.
Amritsari James Bond, hurry up or the registrar will leave!
Where are the witnesses?
Come on, guys!
Let's go.
There they are.
Who the hell are these people?
Our friends are tired of being witnesses to your wedding.
I got these from the crossroads, after a lot of convincing.
Beggars are going to be witnesses at our wedding?
What, you want the prime minister to step in?
Sister-in-law, their blessings actually work, try to understand.
- Hello, sir. - Hello, Dada.
Hide that begging bowl under your vest.
Sure.
Hurry up already.
- Hello. - Hi.
You two come here every year, son.
Sir, what do we do, our parents--
You've come to court for marriage more times
than others come for divorce.
Sir, this is the final time...
please get us married today.
Yes sir, if you could speed it up a bit...
they've got to get back to begging--
They've got work to get back to.
I'm his friend.
They're his relatives... distant relatives.
Yes, I can tell... they've come from pretty far out.
I recognize him... Gandhinagar signal, right?
Yes, sir.
But what's the use?
Before you sign the papers,
your "abba" will walk through that door.
Stop!
Mr. Registrar, this wedding can't take place!
- Abba?! - Quiet!
Come home with me!
No, I won't!
And your father will walk through that other door.
Mohan!
Father?
I'll break your legs!
How dare you get married against my wishes?
Come with me right now!
- Father, I love Saniya-- - Shut up!
Mr. Registrar, how could you...
They're fools and you are the sensible one.
Talk some sense into them.
- Me? - Yes, you.
What will he say?
I'll tell you who you'll marry!
And I'll show you who you'll marry!
Get lost!
Father! Father, please listen...
Father, why don't you understand
if I don't marry Saniya--
Don't you dare say her name again!
I've said 50 times already, I'll only marry the man I want.
And I've said a 100 times, you'll marry the man I choose.
Zeenat, talk some sense into her.
At least you should give a chance to speak, dear...
- Huh? - I don't want to hear a word.
I'll only marry Mohan.
What? Does government provide subsidy if you do that?
I don't want to hear a word,
I'll only marry Saniya.
Son, if you really want to ruin your life,
gamble on cricket,
but don't marry outside your faith.
He's right.
What he says goes.
You'll be getting married to Meera.
You're marrying Mehmood!
Yes, Mehmood.
Ew!
I see.
Where did you get it from?
Nuraani Hotel.
- They made special-- - Mr. Mirza...
You?
You want your daughter to marry Mehmood, right?
Then I'm ready to become Mehmood for Saniya.
No, I don't want you change your faith.
Love isn't about changing someone,
Mr. Mirza... it's about accepting them as they are.
And I'm willing to do anything for love.
If he's doing it out of his own will, then what's the problem?
Saniya's warned us that
if she doesn't get to marry Mohan,
she'll end her life on the wedding night.
And when she realizes the groom is actually Mohan,
she'll go crazy with happiness.
She'll go crazy with happiness, sure,
but what about the real Mehmood,
who'll lose his mind in rage?
Tell him no.
Tell him not to bring the wedding procession to our place.
You are strange!
You think he's delivering pizza or what?
He's bringing a wedding procession! We can't cancel that last minute.
I don't care...
the only thing I care about is my daughter's life.
Hello...?
Yes, Mr. Mirza?
Mehmood, do one thing,
don't bring the wedding procession to our place.
Come again?
I shouldn't don't bring the wedding procession to your place?
What nonsense... I've already paid for the band!
Don't worry about that, I'll make Mohan pay for it.
My relatives are already here.
Then send them with Mohan...
he's a new Muslim, he won't have relatives yet.
You're not taking me seriously!
You're not admitted into a hospital for me to take you seriously.
Please, forgive me.
I'll find you another girl.
I don't want another girl. I want to marry Saniya.
If I don't marry her, God help me, I'll lose it.
Fine, go lose it then. I can't help it. Do what you please.
- Gaffur...? - Yes, bro?
Where's the band?
I sent them to Mohan's place.
And the wedding guests?
Sent them too.
And I'm left with what...?
This.
You think your father's getting married out there?
- Hubby...? - Yeah?
How'd you manage to gather so many guests so fast?
You order them off Blinkit?
No bro, in their culture,
whether it's a wedding or a funeral,
people turn up just to share the sorrow.
You calling my wedding a funeral?
Mark my words, you'll die single.
Don't make the groom on the horse curse you!
Wonderful! Wonderful!
The groom looks amazing.
Come with me.
Everyone's waiting for the wedding. Come on, join me.
Hey, your hat...
Yes, let's go.
- You can come however you want. - I'll fetch him, I'll fetch him.
- Please, get him inside. - You carry on.
In the name of Allah, the most merciful, the most gracious...
No, it's Mehmood!
Mr. Mehmood Ali, son of Usman Ali,
you are being married to Miss Saniya, daughter of Mirza Ali,
with a Mehr of Rs. 10,000.
- Do you accept it? - I do.
- You do? - Yes, I do!
- You do? - Yes, I do, uncle!
He's not deaf.
In our faith, you've got to say it three times.
Oh, I see!
In the name of Allah, the most merciful, the most gracious...
Miss Saniya Hussain, daughter of Mirza Ali,
you are being married to Mr. Mehmood Ali,
son of Usman Ali, with a Mehr of Rs. 10,000.
- Do you accept it? - I do.
- You do? - I do.
Congratulations, I declare you as married.
You may now move the flower curtains away.
Congratulations! Congratulations!
You may now see the bride's face.
Thank you.
Thanks.
- Greetings. - Greetings to you as well.
Congratulations, my love.
The moment we've been waiting for is finally here.
Who are you?
Where's Saniya?!
Ruhi?!
- You?! - Ruhi!!!
Where's Saniya?!
Mr. Mehmood, she didn't want to marry you.
She loves someone named Mohan.
She ran away and put me in her place.
I'm your Saniya now.
- This is absurd! - You...
Mr. Mirza, you didn't tell her I was coming to marry her?!
I wanted to surprise her.
That's one hell of a surprise!
I'm the one surprised here!
I don't accept this wedding.
But the wedding's already taken place.
How did it take place?
Say something, man!
Bro, if this was a Gurudwara, I'd know what to do.
I've got no clue how this works here.
Please, move aside.
Mr. Qazi, there's been a huge mistake.
Please get me a divorce.
Annul this wedding right now.
Cancel it... I'm ready to divorce her.
Oh God, the wedding just happened and you're already talking divorce?
You need the girl's consent too.
Listen, I beg to you,
please divorce me.
I can't go through with this marriage.
What are you saying?
How can you even say that?
In front of everyone and the Holy Quran,
I've accepted you without knowing a thing about you.
And now you want to divorce me?
Look, I've already been divorced twice.
If it happens again,
I'll end my life on the train tracks!
Listen...
Someone stop her.
- Ruhi! - Stop, Ruhi!
Stop!
Stop, Ruhi!
Ruhi!
Stop!
He'd come here to marry my bride...
There you go.
I'll marry Saniya!
Yes.
Let's go.
The number you have dialed is out of coverage area.
This Saniya, I swear... never asks me before doing anything.
Got me stuck here, and God knows where she's disappeared to.
Ouch.
Meera?
But... didn't I marry Ruhi?
Have some tea.
What are you doing here?
Drink your tea, I'll tell you.
- I don't want tea! Mom! Mom! - Mohan!
- Father! - Mohan!
What is all this?
What is Meera doing here?
Mom?
You got married to her.
I got married?! When?!
You remember when you got hit on the head?
Yes?
I'll tell you what happened after that.
[Sanskrit Chants]
You mean you knocked me out and got me married?
Why, Father?!
Because I promised her father
she'd be our daughter-in-law.
Now you're married to Meera.
She is your wife.
So it's your responsibility to keep her happy.
Got it?
Mohan, please, have some tea.
Take it away! I don't want to drink tea!
Never mind, dear, bring him some milk instead.
It's your wedding night anyway.
Nothing's happening tonight... or ever!
I don't accept this marriage!
How can you not?
We took the wedding vows around the holy fire together.
You tied this Mangalsutra (wedding necklace) around my neck
and filled your forehead with vermillion.
I've accepted you as my husband for seven lifetimes.
Then give me a discount and skip this one.
Meet me in the next six. Happy?
If you don't accept me,
then I'll throw myself under a train.
- Daughter-in-law! - Meera!
Daughter-in-law, stop!
Meera, stop!
Meera!!!
Stop!!!
Our daughter-in-law's so cultured,
she even understands her father-in-law's cough.
Saniya, where the hell are you?
- Do you know-- - I know everything.
Our families will never accept a Hindu-Muslim wedding.
That's why I ran off to Goa and became a Christian.
You became a Christian?!
Yes, there's a mass wedding happening at a local church here.
We can easily get married there, so I signed us up.
My name's Rosy, and yours is Michael.
I'm... I'm Michael?!
Yes! Hurry up, I'm sending you the address.
Wait, Saniya, at least hear me out--
Hey, listen, I'm switching my phone off,
or my family will track me down.
- Okay? Bye. - Saniya, listen--
So you couldn't even tell Saniya
you accidentally married someone else, that too twice?
No, she never listens!
This is absurd.
From Mohan you became Mehmood...
and now from Mehmood you'll turn into what, Michael?
Yeah, I'll do anything for love.
Just book me a ticket to Goa.
Mehmood!
Hey, Mehmood!
- Mehmood! - Who's Mehmood here?
You are.
- Hey! - Mirza's here.
- Mehmood! - What's he doing here?
Let's go find out.
What now, Mr. Mirza?
What's your problem this time?
No problem as such...
but you've been missing since the wedding night.
Ruhi's been waiting for you. Come on, let's go.
Let her wait.
I didn't marry her willingly,
you people trapped me in it.
Who isn't trapped in marriage?
Even the ones who marry by choice end up feeling trapped.
Hubby, your friend's a married man now.
Let him go to his wife at night.
You can just watch videos on YouTube,
I do the same... it's fun.
- Let's go. - You go, I'll come later.
Let's go, come on.
He'll come, Mr. Mirza.
It's not like he's got a second wife waiting for him somewhere.
Second wife?!
He's kidding! You go ahead, I'll be there soon.
Leave already?
I'm your father-in-law.
I came to your restaurant for the first time...
at least offer me some coffee.
Coffee's laced with poison these days.
- You still want some? - No, thank you.
One coffee--
No, poison gives me acidity.
Maybe next time. You're coming with me.
- I'll join you later. You go ahead. - Come on, come on.
We're coming, we're coming, you carry on.
Let's go.
Go on, man!
- Come on! - Go!
"Show some respect, I even have a car."
Does having a car earn you respect?
I don't know.
You too should buy one then.
Such a delicious meal.
We've got such a cultured daughter-in-law,
and your son's gone missing.
Welcome, welcome, welcome.
Where the hell have you been?
Your wife's been waiting for you since last night.
Did I tell you to whack me on the head and marry me off to her?
You hit me so hard, it bruised my brain!
What?
- I went to see a doctor. - Hmm.
Doctor?
Yes. Tell him what the doctor said.
What did the doctor say?
You tell him!
I was waiting outside, you went in.
You tell him what he said.
He said I need three injections in Goa.
- Goa? - Yes.
Yeah, I heard Goa too.
Fine then, since you're going to Goa,
take your wife with you.
Make it a honeymoon.
Who said I'm going for a honeymoon?
Didn't you hear what your mother just said?
That knock on the head made you deaf too?
Father, I cannot take her to Goa with me.
You will go to Goa and she's going with you!
Got it?
Mom, should I start packing?
Yes, and Hubby...
book tickets for both.
Yes, Mom.
Thank you, Mom!
You're lucky...
he's taking you to Goa for honeymoon.
He just took me upstairs for our honeymoon.
Well, I got great results just by going upstairs,
so why waste money on a trip to Goa?
But you two will go to Goa...
and take her with you.
- Gubby. - Uncle, it's Hubby.
Yeah, Gubby, Hubby, Chubby, whatever.
Both the tickets and send them to Goa.
Fine.
You are here.
You called so many times, I had to show up.
"The number you're trying to reach is switched off."
You do this too?
I can handle anything.
Ever since she got married and came here,
she's been wearing that collar around her neck just to avoid doing any work.
Saniya's phone's still switched off.
God knows where she's disappeared.
If she'd stayed till the wedding, she'd have married Mohan
and we wouldn't be facing this embarrassment.
The kheer (sweet rice pudding) and puris (fried flatbread) are ready.
Here you go.
Delicious.
She made them just for you.
Wow, thank you.
I'll go wash my hands first.
No, the tap's over there.
Oh, sorry.
You really have to tell your live-in son-in-law where the taps are.
Pick up the phone, see who's calling.
But Mom, it's his phoneâ how can I...
You're his wife, you can see everything that belongs to your husband.
- What? - The phone.
Hello?
Hello, Sister-in-law! How are you? It's me, Hubby!
Yes, Hubby, tell me.
I've booked Goa tickets for you two!
Tickets for Goa?
We're going to Goa?
Hey, give me my phone!
He's feeling shy.
Check who you're talking to first.
You told that to Ruhi instead of Meera!
What?
How would I know which house you are at
and which wife's picking up the phone?!
What should I do now?
Let me think.
Idiot.
Ammi, Mehmood's taking me to Goa for our honeymoon!
Wonderful.
That's great news. Go on, start packing.
Wifey, even we never had our Goa honeymoon, remember?
Should we go too?
You can't even wring out four wet clothes properly,
and you're talking about a honeymoon... in Goa?
Go hang the clothes upstairs first.
Go hang the clothes!
Oh please, Aapa (sister), don't even start.
You came to drop off two melons and now you refuse to leave.
Look, you told both my wives, so now I've got to take them both.
And Saniya's wedding?
- That'll happen too. - How?
You take Ruhi on the morning flight,
I'll bring Meera in the afternoon.
Ruhi stays in Zone A of the hotel, Meera in Zone B.
And if the two of them run into each other?
Then you, my friend, will be in the danger zone.
No... let's just share the table. There's only one left empty.
Yeah, right, there's just one table vacant.
You got married recently?
Yes, on the 24th.
- 24th of this month? - Yes.
Me too! On the same day! See?
- Oh my God! You too, on the 24th? - Yes.
What does that say... Mehmood.
My husband's name.
I too have my husband's name written on my palm, see.
- Mohan Sharma. - Mohan.
- Nice. Your henna's pretty dark too. - Yeah.
Now don't tell me your name's Meera
and you're a school teacher as well.
No, I'm Ruhi, and I'm a housewife.
Okay. Nice to meet you, Ruhi .
Even if both of them meet, you will go in front of them.
Look, my husband left me alone on our honeymoon.
He's busy till evening.
- My husband too. - He works a lot.
But I'm free for you two, aren't I, sisters-in-law?
- Hubby... you? - Yes.
You know him too?
- Yes, he's my husband's friend. - And mine too!
Same again?
What same-same?
You don't know, but Meera and I have a lot in common.
Same wedding date,
same honeymoon place
and we're from same city too, Bhopal.
Just make sure your husbands aren't the same too.
- What? - What?
Just kidding! I know them both.
Yours is Mohan, hers is Mehmood.
- Mehmood. - Mohan. Mehmood.
Yeah, sorry.
Both are the same for me.
Let's leave.
Baga border closes at six.
- Baga beach! - Beach!
Beach, sorry... I don't know why I said border.
If I'm taking both your wives sightseeing,
then what exactly will you be doing?
I'm going to marry Saniya... in a church.
The number you have dialed is currently switched off.
Why is her switched phone's off?!
Saniya!
Here we are... Wagah Beach!
Baga beach!
- Baga... Baga beach. - It's so beautiful.
I wish our husbands were here too.
Yeah.
Look how sweet those couples look.
Your husbands will show up eventually.
Can we go explore the beach now?
Come on, let's enjoy ourselves.
One minute... we can romance wherever we want.
Who are you to stop us?
I'm Santosh, from the 'Chase Away the Romeos
and Save the Daughter' group.
And I'm Pushpa.
We've got an all-India permit to beat up the Romeos.
What nonsense!
No nonsense. Better sorry than safe.
We're keeping you safe.
He's a red flag.
Your mother told us to find out everything we can about him.
We have all the details.
Pushpa, tell her.
Hmm.
His name's Sandy?
Yes.
He's got a wife in Kolkata.
That's a lie.
We've got proof. It's not a lie.
Pushpa, show her.
Yes, yes. Look...
Anjali Chatterji. That's your wife, isn't she?
You can't blackmail me.
I have a lawyer too.
- Let me call my lawyer. - Go ahead.
- He's running away. - Sandy!
He won't be coming back.
Don't be sad, be happy!
The Romeo ran away, and the girl's saved.
Yay! Very good!
Yes!
- Hubby! - Hubby!
Hubby! Hubby, come click our photos!
Coming, coming!
Take one of us... together!
- Like this. - Like this.
Damn, he's roaming around with two wives at once?
And both of them are happy!
Come, let's go click some pictures over there.
Let's go.
Something's wrong. Something's fishy.
Yeah.
- Thank you. - Enjoy your drinks, ma'am.
- Hello. - Hello.
Honeymoon, right?
- Hmm. - Hmm.
Yes.
You both happy together?
- Yes. - Yes, why?
Because you two have got one husband.
Well, everyone has one husband, right?
No, she means one woman should have only one husband.
I have only one husband.
Me too.
Hubby! Hubby!
Yeah?
- Let's go, Hubby. - Let's go, Hubby.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Excuse me...
- Bye-bye. - I'm tired.
Where were you?
I was just playing over there.
But two women can't share one!
A woman can share an OTP,
not a husband.
Ma'am, something's fishy for sure.
Get all the details on his guy.
Chase Away the Romeos and Save the Daughter!
Let's go, mister.
- Done with the beach, ma'am? - Yeah.
Let's go to a local church next.
Lots of couples getting married there today...
mass wedding, you know!
- No. - No.
- Then you should know. - Yes.
The more you know about Goa the better.
Let's go.
- Hubby! Hubby! - Yes?
- Hurry up. - Hurry up.
- Coming! Coming! Coming! - Hurry up.
You two share a hubby?
Excuse me?
You two share one husband?
No!
I was afraid people would say that.
The way you both keep saying "Hubby! Hubby!'
people might think I'm married to both of you.
That girl probably thought the same.
That's why she said, "You two have got one husband."
Who?
That girl...
It's nothing.
No mister, his name is Hubby. He's not our husband.
- Oh. - Let's go.
- Come on.
- He's not our husband. - Nice name.
Where are we going?
To visit a church.
A church?
Yes, lots of weddings taking place there today.
Mass wedding, you know.
A church where weddings are taking place?
No, no, no, we are not going there.
Why not?
I'm Sikh!
Take me to a Gurudwara instead.
I'm Hindu but I'm going.
- And I'm Muslim and I'm going too. - Yeah.
Exactly! None of us are Christian,
so why are we going to a church then?
- What are you, mister? - I'm Jain.
See, he's Jain, even he won't go.
I'll go, sir.
Paths of faith might be different,
but the final destination the same for all.
- Heard that? - Shut up!
You don't even know Goa's roads and you're giving sermons?
We're not going to a church,
especially not where weddings are happening.
Got it?
Can't you hear me? Stop the car.
Alright, I stopped the car.
The church's here.
What?
Damn you!
Means?
Where did they go?
Wow...
Saniya... oh sorry.
Saniya?
It's such a beautiful church.
Dear Lord!
It's architecture is so different!
Never got a chance to go to a church in Bhopal.
You're right.
Look at that devotee...
does anyone pray like that?
I don't know, I'm visiting a church for the first time.
Me too.
What's going on over there?
Looks like a flea market.
- Let's go have a look? - Hmm.
What the hell are you doing here?
- Both your wives... - I saw them!
Of all places in Goa, you had to bring them here?
I couldn't help it.
I was taking them somewhere else but...
they wanted to see a church!
Get them out of here fast!
Where are they?
They went that way.
- I'll take care of this. - Okay.
Why are you standing in the middle of the road, dude?
In the middle of the road?
Mother Mary, please help me!
You're showing me the same two faces again and again.
Where's the girl I'm supposed to marry today?
Parth, what happened?
All okay?
Jenny... I can't marry you.
What?
What are you saying?
My dad just sent me a message.
If I marry you, he'll disown me...
no house, no business, no money.
So what? You'll leave me?
Sorry Jenny.
I can't fight my dad.
Girlfriends come and go,
but rich dads don't.
Parth, can't you see how much she loves you?
What's wrong with you?
I really love you, Parth... please.
Parth!
Jenny, don't cry.
Jenny? Jenny? Jenny, are you listening to me?
You believe in God, right?
Then trust His plan.
Maybe Parth wasn't made for you.
God must have someone else for you,
and you'll definitely meet him.
Believe me.
Jenny? Jenny, are you listening to me?
- Please help! Somebody please... - What happened? Oh...
Excuse me... Hello?
Hey!
Are you okay?
Please save her life, son.
- Please help her. - What's wrong?
She's having trouble breathing.
You'll have to give her CPR.
CPR? Me?
- Yeah, please, help her. - Okay.
Please, please, please...
I'll go bring some water.
Are you okay?
Feeling better?
You believe in God, right?
Then trust His plan.
Maybe Parth wasn't made for you.
God must have someone else for you,
and you'll definitely meet him.
Believe me.
I like how everyone's wearing pink.
I'm so dead.
Can I give you some more CPR... I mean...
Some couples do it anywhere!
Lucky girl.
Thank God he found Saniya.
That's his girlfriend,
why are you two getting jealous?
Get out of here.
It's time to get my brother married.
Everyone please proceed to the church.
I was saying, now that we are already here...
Jenny, are you okay?
Yes, Aunty.
Shall we?
Hmm.
Come.
Help me, God.
Now as you stand in front of God,
and His church, you will all exchange vows,
committing yourselves to each other,
in love, trust, and faith.
Grooms, tell your names.
- Tony. - Michael.
Michael.
Take your to-be wife's names.
- Julie. - Sofia.
Jenny.
Yes. Jenny.
Say I do.
I do.
I have to do...
I do.
Brides, tell your names.
- Julie. - Jenny.
Jenny.
Your to-be husband's names.
Michael.
Do you take him to be your lawfully wedded husband
as long as both of you shall live?
Say... I do.
- I do. - I do.
I do.
By this authority vested to me,
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
What God has put together,
let no one put asunder.
You may kiss the bride.
We haven't even kissed yet.
We haven't either.
That's the best part about Christian weddings...
they get to taste the goodies right away.
I say, we should taste the goodies too.
I miss Mohan.
I miss Mehmood.
I miss him.
Congratulations, bro, you finally tied the knot!
Why don't you meet your sister-in-law first?
Sure...
Hi.
Jenny.
My friend, Hubby.
Hubby,
Those flowers are for funerals.
It's fine, it's all the same. Flowers are flowers.
Yeah.
Shall we leave?
Son, as per our ritual you be his best man
and walk Jenny to the wedding car.
Of course, Aunty.
Go ahead, Best Man.
Let's go, Old Lady.
Who do you call "Old Lady"?
I thought since we are in Goa,
we should pray for all our daughters.
Exactly!
Because prevention is cure than better.
- Then what? - Yes, ma'am.
Yes.
Hey, this guy's gotten married a third time!
Daughters will only be safe when such Romeos get scourged.
Scourged, ma'am?
- Punishment. - Yes, ma'am.
- Let's leg a break. - Huh?
Break a leg. Let's break his legs!
Yes, ma'am.
Father...
Father, I have a confession to make.
Please tell me.
God will help you.
Jesus will guide you.
- Father, there's this girl I love. - Hmm.
For her, I turned from Hindu to Muslim,
then to Christian.
Didn't get her though...
but I did end up with three wives, one from each religion.
There is no power and no strength except with Allah!
What did you just say, Father?
I studied Urdu and Arabic along with English.
Son, what you did was not right.
You can't deceive three women by marrying three times.
I didn't deceive anyone.
I was the one who has been deceived.
You tell me, should I go find my love, or not?
I'll say this...
forget the fourth one,
and if possible,
tell the other three the truth.
If they hear the truth, they'll die.
And if I don't get the fourth one, then I'll die.
Because the fourth one is actually the first one.
I'll marry her, no matter what.
Oh Lord, have mercy!
Father, you know Sanskrit too?
Of course.
People think if I'm a Father,
I'll only speak English.
That's not true.
You can pray to God in any language.
Okay.
Now I'd like to know more about you.
Okay, Father.
You're from Goa?
No, from Bhopal.
What's your name?
Come on, tell me, don't feel shy.
Hello, Bhopali?!
Bho... Bhopali!
Hey!
Where did he go?
Huh?
Where did he go?
See, I know Konkani too.
That's exactly what I'd say... stop chasing Saniya now.
There are many religions in India...
at this rate, you'll end up getting married once in each.
So should I just forget her?
Don't forget her, but don't remember her either.
Look over there.
Keep the ones you have happy.
They're only happy only until they don't know about each other.
They won't know about each other.
Meera stays with your parents,
Ruhi stays with her parents,
and as for Jenny...
we'll find a new house in Bhopal for her.
All three of them will be happy.
Good idea.
Now all three of them will be together only in my dreams.
With the first one, I locked my gaze,
With the second, I promised in haze.
With the first one, I locked my gaze,
With the second, I promised in haze.
The third one broke her every word,
All three betrayed me, how absurd.
The birds ate their fill, then flew away,
And never returned to me that day.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
The first was beautiful, gentle, and fair,
She sought my heart with her steady stare.
She sought my heart on the sly,
And not for a moment did she shy.
She looked at me and stole my peace,
Now she's gone and I am not at ease.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
Listen to my love story, bro,
There was one king with three queens in tow,
He was having a time of his life you know,
He was enjoying himself for sure.
The first was a maiden so soft and bright,
The second one wounded my pride on sight.
While dodging the third with no luck,
I got love-struck,
Who all do I love?
What all do I surrender in the name of love?
Three riders squeezed on a single seat,
Which one do I loose, which one do I keep?
His name's in the papers, a rising star,
This dude's counted among superstars.
My heart's rooms are crowded, every door's full,
Who do I welcome, and who do I pull?
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
Bro, Jenny really liked the house.
- Really? - Yeah.
When a man gets a wife, his home is made, right?
And if he gets three, he's got three homes made.
You'll get me into trouble, you rascal!
Keep your voice down.
Sorry.
Hello?
Hello, Uncle.
Yes, of course.
Sure thing.
Of course.
Bro, Surleen's family likes me!
We're going to meet them Sunday.
Finally, I'll be set too.
- Congratulations, my boy. - Thank you.
That is great news.
Police?
Mr...?
Michael.
D.D.... Inspector David D'Costa.
Goa Police.
What brings you here, sir?
I'm looking for a man
who's had three weddings in three different religions...
and apparently, he's hunting for a fourth wife now.
Sir, the thing is...
Hey Brother, you're here!
Yes, Jenny!
Sister, I'm finally here.
Brother?
And look what I did to your husband!
Relax, it was a prank.
What prank?
Actually, I came here for a case.
A man who changed faiths three times and married thrice.
I joked that this guy was him...
and he got scared like hell.
What's your name, by the way?
Moh... Mohichel... Michael.
See, he's so scared he can't even say his name.
Don't be so scared, Michael, or she will kill me.
She's the only person in this whole world I'm actually scared of, got it?
Hmm.
And anyway, I respect you.
You're a gentleman.
When Jenny's boyfriend ran away, you married her.
I told her from the start not to marry that guy.
Only a Christian boy can truly understand a Christian girl.
Like you do, Michael.
Even if I stay at your place
and serve you all my life, it won't be enough.
No sir, please go today itself.
I can't let you serve me forever.
Correct.
He's funny.
I like him. I...
I like him.
Brother, you used to handle murder cases.
Who gave you this three- marriage case?
Father Anthony.
I want you to go to Bhopal
and find out about that boy.
I don't want the fourth girl's life
to get ruined because of him.
Father, you saw his face?
No, he ran off before I could.
That was close.
Huh?
He got away from you!
If Father had seen him, he'd be caught by now.
I still won't let him get away.
I'll make sure he pays.
Come Brother, I'll show you the house.
Sorry Jenny, I couldn't attend your wedding because I knew...
Now I can't even file a missing report for Saniya
Because if I do, DD will know I'm the guy he's looking for.
But why file a report for her at all?
She's her own person.
She came into your life when she wanted
and left when she wanted.
It's not like that.
I just hope she's not in some kind of trouble.
Bro, who could be in more trouble than you?
Most can't handle one home and you're juggling three.
Look at him talk.
Yes, Meera?
Come home quick.
What happened?
Father's arranged a music concert at home.
A music concert?
Hmm.
Since when does your father like singing and dancing?
The groom looks handsome, you know...
The bride looks bestowed.
Be still my heart!
Mohan's here.
Be still my heart!
You call this a concert?
Who else did you expect, Honey Singh?
I'm the real honey.
Honey needs money.
Cough up Rs. 50,000.
Hey, I danced too...
deduct Rs. 20,000 for that.
Not Rs. 20,000, I'll give you Rs. 50,000 if you come with us.
We've got five more houses to go.
What?!
We won't settle for a penny less than Rs. 50,000!
Yes!
Because you get married only once.
Yes!
What if someone's married three times?
That'd be one and a half lakh for three wives.
What?
Who'd be mad enough to marry three times?
Not wives ... babies
They go for baby blessings too, right?
Yeah, we do.
- We went to bless Farah Khan's babies. - Yes.
She gave us one and a half lakh rupees for three kids.
Do you take money or donate some if someone gets a kid like him?
We give a ten percent discount...
dry fruits extra.
- Heard that? - Fine, let it go.
Here's Rs. 50,000.
And listen, come back she has a baby.
I'll give you more.
- Be still my heart! - Music!
Be still my heart!
Get in.
Be still my heart!
- Let's go. - Bye-bye!
They made Rs. 50,000 in just five minutes.
Yeah, they did.
Think seeing that money's making you want to switch careers?
Why would I?
Well, you dance pretty well yourself.
Yeah.
I was dancing because I was happy for my son.
True.
You should do something too.
I'm... I'm organizing a prayer gathering.
Good idea, Mom.
I'm open to anything that helps my story.
Mehmood!
That...
Hey Mehmood?
Mehmood?
Mohan's father looks confused.
Who's that yelling Mahmood outside our house?
Well...
Told you, stop taking loans under fake names!
Now people are showing up at my door!
You wait here, Father, I'll handle this.
Guppy.
Uncle, it's Hubby.
Hubby, you shouldn't borrow money.
Yes.
What are you doing here, Mr. Mirza?
I'm here to get you.
Why don't you tell your father you married into my family
and you stay with us now?
I would've... if I had actually married Saniya.
What should I tell him now?
That I couldn't marry Saniya and I am known as Mehmood now?
He'd not only throw me out,
he'd shut down the restaurant too.
Then what would I feed the three wives?
Three wives?!
- Well, three... one's mine. - Yeah.
- Your wife. - Okay.
- And my father's wife. - Got it.
So, three wives in total, right?
- Let's go. - Yes, let's go.
But you're a Sikh.
How did he even believe you could be Mehmood?
He's a drunk, Uncle.
Completely madâ keeps blabbering random stuff.
Today he's shouting Mehmood,
yesterday it was Amrood (Guava).
Amrood?
Mr. Mirza, you can't keep showing up at my place every day.
I'll come here on my own.
It's okay.
We won't take a penny less.
- We need to head back, Mr. Mirza. - Why?
I'm missing home.
Cough up Rs. 50,000!
I don't have Rs. 50,000 and my husband's not home either!
Who does the man always hands the cash to?
To his wife.
It is not so.
Abba is here.
Look, Mr. Mirza's here.
Mirza's here! Mirza's here! Mirza's here!
Hey!
How much are you going to gift us for your daughter's wedding, Mr. Mirza?
I'm not going to give you anything.
He's the one who'll be giving it to you.
We've already taken it from him.
- You have? - Yes.
Then leave.
Why should we leave?
Make your son-in-law pay.
He's my son-in-law.
I'll be damned.
Two places, mister?
- Two places? - Two places?
They've got to go to two more places to visit.
They don't perform at just one spot. Pay them and send them off.
Where will I get Rs. 50,000 from?
Not 50,000... now we want 55,000.
What, you're charging GST now?
Yes, we are.
The groom's face seems one I know,
Looks like Mirza's oblivious, though.
Some things are better handled quietly,
Look, the groom is begging helplessly.
So?
55,000! Give me 55, 000!
55,000! 55,000! 55,000!
Look bro... uh, sis, there's a cash issue.
I don't have any on me.
Then take out your phone.
For a selfie?
Not for a selfie, for online payment.
Your phone number?
You don't need my number.
We carry QR Codes now...
QR Codes?
Yeah, QR Codes.
Here, scan it.
Come on, scan it... we've advanced too.
- Done. - 55,000 received.
The groom looks handsome, you know...
The bride looks bestowed.
Let's go, people!
The groom looks handsome, you know...
Where are you going? Your wife's over there.
Michael, I've got a complaint against you.
What?
You only have breakfast with me...
so who do you have lunch and dinner with?
I do it at our restaurant.
- I eat there with this idiot. - Obviously.
It's not like he's got two other wives
that he'd have lunch with one and dinner with the other.
Right?
Obviously.
Pass me the knife.
Why?
Need to cut his tongue.
He's a jinx.
Why would anyone who has such a lovely wife have two other wives?
That's exactly what I said.
You should talk less. You...
By the way, where's your brother?
Haven't seen him around.
He's gone out for some work.
He went back to Goa?
Not that far.
You know tomorrow's my birthday?
He went to book a cake for me.
It's your birthday?
Why didn't you tell me?
Why did he have to step out for that?
We could've just ordered it online.
No, when he goes in the police jeep,
he gets a better discount.
I even told him to grab some groceries.
Sister, got your groceries and everything,
and I invited a few of our relatives for your birthday.
Then let's invite Michael's parents as well.
My parents?
No, no... they don't meet anyone.
Not even each other.
Very strange.
Why not?
He searched for them everywhere,
but couldn't find either of them.
They got lost at the Kumbh Mela.
Christian parents got lost at the Kumbh Mela?!
They were both police officers.
Since people always go missing there,
they were on duty to help others.
Yeah.
So while trying to stop others from getting lost,
they ended up lost themselves.
Wait a minute.
How do police officers even get lost?
How would I know?
Go ask in UP.
Why should he go there, Mohan?
Mohan?
Ganj. Mohan Ganj, their last known location.
Aren't you here because Father Anthony asked you to find
- that guy who married three times? - Yes.
Right?
- You're right. - Yes.
Focus, focus.
Right?
I'll catch the guy who married three times,
then I'll catch your parents.
I mean... I'm sorry, I'll find your parents.
It's a promise.
Okay, thank you.
That's enough.
Hubby, listen,
don't call me when I'm here.
The women here pick up anyone's calls.
Hang up now.
Meera?
I've got dessert for you.
Listen, this Friday, we'll keep a Roza (fast) together.
Roza?
Hmm.
I'd made a vow that after our wedding,
we'd fast together for a day.
So this Friday, we'll fast together.
Come home early.
We'll break our fast together in the evening.
Eat. Wait, I'll feed you.
No!
We'll break our fast together, right?
Whose phone is vibrating?
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
That noise is coming from my chest.
I swallowed a black cardamom whole.
Want me to get you some water?
Hmm.
Let me take your plate.
Looks like you really liked the biryani.
I'll go get you some water.
Does this look good, Mr. Mirza?
Yes, it does, but I want you to try this one.
You'll make me try the whole shop?
Come on, try it on, you'll look amazing.
I can't keep going inside.
I'll change here itself.
Hey... don't look.
I've tried on 150 kurtas already.
Wonderful.
You look great.
Now try this cap too.
- It's great. - Hmm.
I'll try it inside.
Huh?
Strange, he wore the pajamas in open view,
but for a cap he needs a room?
Listen, I'll wait for you outside.
Excuse me...
Yes?
Where's Mehmood?
Over there.
Mehmood!
Come on out.
I know you are in there.
Mehmood, are you going to step out or not?
Yes, sir, how can I help you?
I'm Mehmood.
You got married three times?
Three times?
Who told you that, sir?
Someone's filed a complaint against you.
A complaint? Against me?
Was it Jameel, sir?
Yeah, Jameel.
Sir, he's a liar.
Sir, he's lying! Ever since I kicked him out,
he's been spreading nonsense about me.
Arrest him, sir--
Why should I arrest him?
I cannot lose my focus.
I'll catch the one who changed his religion
and got married thrice first.
Do you understand?
That was a woman?
She's got a very manly hand.
Let's go.
Ma'am, I'm here with my son-in-law.
Meet me in the evening, I'll give you my number.
Don't get too excited, it's me.
Why are you wearing a burqa?!
What are you doing?
Should I try on clothes only for myself?
Should I not buy anything for Ruhi?
Let's go.
Listen, the pooja items they sent are all wrong.
I've sent you a new list. Bring it along.
Fine.
Mr. Mirza, we need to go to the market.
Fine.
You shouldn't have troubled Mohan for it.
I told his father to get those things.
It's fine â Navratri's going on,
we'll need all this every day anyway, right?
Hmm.
Please stop right here.
Wait here, I'll go and get the stuff.
- Hurry up. - Hold this.
And here's the coconut.
Coconut.
Sir, pack everything on this list.
You do pooja at your place too, sir?
Yeah, why?
No problem, I'll get all this.
Give me a red veil for the Goddess.
Sir, is this one okay?
Yes, it's red. Give me that one.
Sir, you forgot your phone.
Come on, come on, let's go, Mr. Mirza.
Hey, what's the rush? Come on, let's go already.
They sell stuff for funerals too. Want me to grab some for you?
They buy pooja items too?
Sir, this is what we've always wanted,
we celebrate their Eid, and they celebrate our Diwali.
But when it's about marriage, we should stick to our own faith.
- Our own faith. - Yes.
Got it, sir.
You're absolutely right.
Son, Surleen liked you the moment she saw your photo.
Mom!
Son, you tell us,
what do you think about our Surleen?
He's over the moon.
A tea drinker's been handed a smoothie â
what more could he want?
We're talking about your marriage, son.
Don't you think you should've brought an elder along?
Uncle, he's an expert when it comes to weddings.
You name it...
Hindu marriage, Muslim marriage, Christian wedding...
he's done them all.
He hasn't missed a single one.
Done... he means I have attended them all.
Just like I'll attend his Punjabi wedding.
Attend... he attended them.
Hello! Hi!
Sorry, Aunty, I'm late.
Don't be late for her wedding.
No! Oh, Surleen, you look so beautiful.
Dear, meet him... our future son-in-law.
Hello.
This guy?
You're marrying Surleen to him?
Yes, why?
He already has three wives!
- What? - What?
You have three wives?
No Uncle, I don't even have one.
He has three.
Forget him, no one can have three wives.
- No one has a death wish. - Right.
You've misunderstood, ma'am.
No misunderstanding.
I've seen three women calling him Hubby.
That's my name... Harvinder Singh aka Hubby.
Everyone calls me Hubby.
Yeah, even I call him Hubby.
Does that make me his wife then?
If you still don't trust him,
then forget the whole thing.
- Let's go, Hubby. - What are you saying, bro?
We didn't come here to get insulted.
I don't mind it.
Sit down, don't take it the wrong way.
No, no, we're not offended.
She runs an NGO...
"Chase Away the Romeos and Save the Daughter!"
She suspects everyone.
That is not right.
Mr. Hubby, do you mind if I take a picture of you?
Smile, please.
Very good.
I'll teach you a lesson later... I'll expose you.
Why did D.D. call us here?
Come on, there's someone I want you to meet.
Who does he want us to meet?
Meet him...
he's come all the way from Goa.
Father Anthony.
Father Anthony hasn't seen the face of the man
who kept changing his religion and got married three times,
but he says he can recognize him just by his voice.
Here, there's a confession written on this paper. Read it.
Read the confession.
Read it.
Begin.
Father Anthony is listening... speak up.
The first...
The second...
The third...
All alone!
Read the confession.
Father Anthony is listening... speak up.
Read it.
It's natural to get scared when your friend's about to get caught.
Look at poor Michael, sweating bullets just because you got caught.
- I got caught? - Yeah,
You thought you can hide behind Michael?
- I... - Read the confession.
Sir, I didn't...
Sit down and read the confession.
Father, there's this girl I love.
For her, I turned from Hindu to Muslim,
then to Christian.
And now you have become a Sikh.
No, Father, I have always been a Sikh.
Really? Then read it.
Father, I've made a huge mistake.
I've married three women of three different faiths,
but I still want a fourth.
I remember!
I remember it so clearly!
He's not that Bhopali.
- What? - He's not that Bhopali.
He's not our guy.
See sir, I told you it's not me.
But what made you suspect me?
Actually, a girl filed a complaint against him...
Santosh, who works for some NGO.
Sir, I am suspicious about a boy.
He's already married thrice and he is about to ruin another girl's life.
Call him to the police station, hang him upside down and question him, sir.
- Who is this boy? - Show him the photo.
She filed a complaint that you are married thrice...
and are about to get married for the fourth time.
But sorry, Hubby, you aren't the one I'm looking for.
I'm sorry, Father, for wasting your time.
No problem, David. No problem at all.
I just hope that man gets caught soon.
By the way, who's this?
Oh, I'm so sorry. I forgot to introduce you to him.
Father, he is my brother-in-law Michael.
Michael!
I see! I see!
I heard from David how you saved Jenny, married her.
Very good boy.
God bless you.
He can't talk?
He does. Say something.
He can't.
He's observing a Maun Vrat today.
Silent fasting.
Son, I know Maun Vrat is silent fasting!
I know Hindi, Sanskrit too.
Anyway, Michael, a husband who stays quiet lives longer.
Like the wise ones say,
One moment of silence can bring you a hundred moments of peace.
- See! - I know Punjabi too.
Father knows a lot of language.
Come Father, I'll drop you. Please come with me.
I know. I know Sindhi also.
Let me drop you. Please come with me.
Goddess saved me today.
Big time.
Glory to you, O Mother Gauri,
Glory to you, O Holy Mother,
They meditate upon you every day and night,
They meditate upon Mother every day and night,
The powerful trinity - Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva.
Glory to you, O Mother Gauri,
Say...
Glory to you, O Mother Gauri,
Glory to you, O Holy Mother,
God bless you with good fortune.
May God bless you with a live long.
May God bless you with prosperity.
This offering if for the couple.
- Please make sure you consume it. - Okay.
Come home early.
We'll break our fast together in the evening.
I'll eat it later, I've kept a Roza (fast).
Roza?
I'm keeping a fast for my wife.
You're fasting for me?
Yes.
If he's fasting for his wife then he's obviously fasting for you.
It's not like he's some king with three wives.
Well said, Uncle.
I was just about to say that.
What were you going to say?
Jai Mata Di (Glory to Mother Goddess).
- Jai Mata Di! - Jai Mata Di!
Mohan, don't forget to eat the offerings or the whole thing would go wrong.
Things are already going wrong, I need to fix them.
Huh?
You have a banana?
- Jai Mata Di! - Give me one more.
- Jai Mata Di! - Jai Mata Di!
Get in the car, I'll go change.
Okay.
Bye, Aunty.
Let's go, let's go, let's go. I'm running late.
Yeah Jenny, I'm coming.
Jenny? Who's Jenny?
It's Ruhi.
Right, that's what I said, Ruhi... who's Jenny?
You said, "Jenny, I'm coming."
No, I said I'm just coming.
You're Ruhi and you're observing a fast.
It's not your birthday, is it?
What are you saying?
Anyway, that's why I called.
We have to break the fast at 6:15 pm.
If you are running late, you can break the fast wherever you are,
we'll have dinner together.
So sweet of you, darling.
You're the only one who understands me.
Bye, see you in the evening.
Okay, bye.
What happened?
I can break my fast at 6:15 pm.
Let's go, let's go, let's go already.
I'm holding the Goddess's offerings,
and you've got to break your Roza at 6:15pm.
I have no idea how you're going to juggle all this.
So sorry, guys, so sorry. I'm-I'm-I'm late. I'm late.
- Happy birthday, darling. - Michael!
- Happy birthday. - Please come, please come, everyone.
- Everyone, please come. - Happy birthday!
Let's cut the cake.
- Yes. - Let's do this.
Happy birthday to you.
Jenny, happy birthday to you.
May God bless you, Jenny.
Say...
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday dear Jenny, happy birthday to you.
Whoa!
Wait a minute.
I can't eat your birthday cake just like that...
without saying something nice about my wife.
Oh!
I would like to say a few words about Jenny.
Jenny, you might be the third one in my life...
Huh?
I mean, after mom and dad...
but for me, you're the first one.
The first to go to church, the first to pray for me.
Come on Michael, every Christian girl does that.
Just eat the cake.
He'll eat the cake, but the Roza...
Roza?
Roja. It's my favorite movie.
I told him we'd watch it together in the theatre on Jenny's birthday,
but then someone told me the movie left theatres 30 years ago.
You can show it to her later.
You can show her later.
First, have the cake.
Cake... I'll eat it, but before that, I'll make a vow.
Bro, you'll need more time... one vow won't be enough.
Yeah, even an enemy can make one vow...
I'll make a couple of them.
Jenny, I vow that I'll care for your happiness before mine.
How sweet...
And I vow...
It's 6:15 pm...
- It's 6:15 pm...? - Hmm.
It's 6:15...
And I vow that I won't waste any more time and eat the cake!
Happy birthday, darling.
Yay!
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
I too have got something for you.
- Hubby... - Yes.
Happy birthday, darling.
Banana!
When God gives you a banana honey, eat it as a holy offering, Jenny.
But first, touch it to your forehead.
Michael, did you put on a tika? (vermillion/injection shot)?
No, the last shot I took was for corona.
The rest, I got as a kid.
I'm not talking about that.
This red mark on your forehead...
My forehead?
Is it too red?
Yes.
Oh, it gets red like that... allergy, I think.
Allergy to what?
- Well... - To cake.
- Yeah. - He just had some...
so it got triggered.
Actually, if it weren't Jenny's birthday, I'd never eat it.
Baby... baby, that's so sweet of you.
It's okay, baby.
I too have planned a gift for you.
- Seriously? - Come.
Wait... wait a second...
Only the forehead turns red?
No, a few other places too.
But I can't really show those in front of the guests.
Hey!
Come.
Sir, his turns red, mine turns blue.
- Want to see? - Shut up.
Go offer cake to everyone.
And this is what I brought for you.
This...?
Like you kept a fast for our marriage,
I did a Pooja (veneration) for my wife's and my family's happiness.
Huh?
I worshipped, I prayed.
Our family will be complete only when we have a child.
A child?
What's the rush?
When there's a kid, a man thinks at least four times before divorcing.
I want you to think twenty times.
What do you mean?
I mean I want five kids.
Do you want to be a mother or open a madrasa?
Open a madrasa!
Saniya, what the hell did you trap me into?
Hey, make it a bit crisper.
Make it a bit crisper.
The pan's crisp too, want me to bring that along?
Ruhi, I...
Biryani.
No, the one eating it!
Rizwan.
Son, this is your abbu.
Abbu?
Yeah, he's my aunt's son.
She passed away, so he's going to be living with us now.
He's the one I mentioned last night.
You don't have any problem, right?
No, God sent me into this world, Allah sent me to look after people.
So, I'll look after him as well.
Go on, eat, son.
Son, say hello to Abbu.
Hello, Abbu.
When are you going to get me sweets?
Sweets? For what?
You just became a father. Sweets are a must!
Naughty.
You can surely have some sweets, son.
Eat this first.
I'll get going now.
Have some.
No Ammi, I'll eat at the restaurant.
Have some.
If he spares some, send it over.
Go on, eat. Here, have this.
Which one do you want?
- This one. - Red?
- Yes, red. - Say thank you.
Yes.
Good boy.
Did everyone get it? Yes?
Meera?
Hey, you're home early.
How many aunts of yours died?
Aunts?
Those are your aunt's kids, right?
Why will they be my aunt's kids?
They're the neighborhood kids.
I started giving tuition.
I see.
Nice kids.
Hello, kids.
- Hi, Uncle. - Kids, you can come back tomorrow.
- Bye. - Don't forget to finish your homework.
Bye, kids.
- Bye. - Bye.
Bye-bye.
- Bye, sir, ma'am. - Bye, son.
He's so cute.
Don't you think, we should have one of our own?
Pick one from these, any decent one would do.
I'm talking about our own child.
- Our own child. - Our own child.
No, I want our own child.
- Fine, let me see. - No, I want our own child.
Father.
Look, Father's coughing again.
Why won't you get him some medicine for it?
- No need. - Father.
Bless you.
Who says you don't need it?
They stop romancing as soon as you start coughing.
If they don't romance, how will we get grandkids?
I'll get some tea for him.
Add some black pepper in it... to cure his cough.
Sure, Mother.
Ma'am, I brought your laundered clothes back.
- All night you kept coughing on my face. - Show them.
Here you go.
Please count them.
Wait, wait, wait...
Hey, this isn't ours.
It was in your clothes, ma'am.
But it's a Muslim cap.
No one here wears that.
It's yours.
You have lost your mind.
You mixed up our clothes with someone else's clothes?
No, I wash this pant all the time.
It was in it.
That's Mohan's pant.
That's what I said.
This is brother Mohan's pant.
Mohan's pant?
My pant?
How is that possible?
Have you ever seen me wearing a cap like that?
But it came from your pant.
Why're you trying to prove it?
We said it's not ours, just take it and leave.
- Take this. - Wait.
Go.
Give me that cap.
Here...
Wear it.
Me?
Yes, you... wear it.
Wow, it fits perfectly.
Mohan's mother, come here.
Now twist your face, like this.
Twist it like this!
Brother, do this.
Don't you have any shame?
How can you make a face in front of elders?
- Sorry. - You do it... like this.
Like this? Like this, Father?
See, even she's doing it.
Come on, now you do it.
Close one eye and do this.
Mom, look at them, they're acting like kids.
Old guys act like this when there's no kid at home.
What?
Yes. Why are you doing this?
You don't get what I'm trying to do.
Come on, do it. Make a face.
Close one of your eyes and do this.
Like this?
Like this.
Like this?
Like this.
I can't do it.
Take this, I have a lot of stuff to do.
- He keeps asking me to make a face! - Hey!
Mohan!
Excuse me.
Good day, Soham.
Thank you, ma'am.
Thank you.
Excuse me, ma'am.
- You? - You!
We're both Hubby's wives... remember?
Of course, how can I forget that?
- Everyone was so confused. - Especially that taxi driver.
Oh, my God!
So, what brings you here?
I came here for my son's admission.
Your son?
I mean my aunt's son.
My aunt passed away so he's living with us now.
Oh, so sorry.
He missed school because of it.
He might take some time to catch up.
Please do the best you can.
No problem.
If you want you can send him to my house for tuition from today itself.
Right?
You come too along, we'll have some tea and chitchat.
Okay. Done.
I'll send you my address.
Bye, baby.
Bye.
Bye, see you.
Glory to Lord Ganesha!
Michael...?
He's the guy in charge here?
I mean, of course I'm Christian...
Did I say anything?
No, but you're a cop's sister, who knows what might make you suspicious.
You think I doubt you?
- No, I just... - I was saying I'll be late,
so I'll see you in the evening, okay?
- Oh, okay. See you. - Bye.
Yes, Meera?
You're picking me up from school, right?
Yes, I'm on my way.
- I've been waiting. - I'm coming.
[Indistinct Chatter]
Mehmood?
What are you doing here?
I... I came here for Rizwan's admission.
You didn't enroll him, did you?
This school's reputation's bad.
The principal eloped with a student's mother.
No, that's not true. It's a great school.
In fact, one of the teachers is my friend, Meera.
Come, I'll introduce you.
I don't want to meet anyone.
- Let's go home. - Let's go?
Rizwan must be hungry.
I'm not hungry.
You're not hungry today?
How'd you know I'd be here?
That's just how lucky I am...
I go looking for one, end up finding another.
Not another, your wife.
Yeah, same thing.
Ammi, do I have to start attending the tuition classes from today itself?
Yes, you have missed school for six months.
You will have to attend them.
Go and pack your school bag.
Meera, sorry, I got late.
I'll be there in a bit.
I'm home. You too come soon.
Father's gone...
What! Father!
I'm coming right away.
Hubby, come home right away. Father's not well.
- What? - Come home right away.
I'll talk to you once I get there.
Meera!
Meera?
You said Father's gone?
Yeah, to the market with Mother.
You are just too much...
It's difficult to get hold of you these days.
Oh, with eyes that steal your restless heart,
Hold me close before the lightning start.
I'm young, alive, with grace untold,
I'm blessed with beauty, bright and bold.
My love, I am intoxicating,
I'm ready and waiting,
I am fresh and refreshing too,
I've turned to bloom, a rose in hue,
I'll be your rose, take me in your arms divine,
Let your magic weave with mine.
I'll be your rose, take me in your arms divine,
Let your magic weave with mine.
Let me show you a sight so rare,
Come on, let's have fun without a care.
You can fall like the rain tonight,
Hold me close till the morning light.
In the dark, with every lamp turned off,
Come closer, let the distance fall off.
I am perfume, I smell sweet and true,
Wear me, beloved, I'm made for you.
I am perfume, I smell sweet and true,
Wear me, beloved, I'm made for you.
Let me show you a sight so rare,
Come on, let's have fun without a care.
Abba!
Abba?
He's my husband.
Who's your Abba?
Oh with his back on me, I thought he was my abba.
He has the same vest.
I see.
He might have the same vest,
- but he doesn't have the same face, right? - Yeah.
Yeah.
What yeah?
No, the face's totally different.
See? The face's totally different.
In this world, there are seven people who look exactly alike.
So if one day you see someone with my face with another woman,
don't start doubting me.
I don't doubt you.
You never know with wives, no one can tell what might trigger suspicion.
Son, will you come at this time every day?
- No, he just came early today. - I see.
Then from tomorrow, I'll call him a little later.
Go home, son.
Can I drop you home, Rizwan?
Wait...
How do you know his name?
His name...
it's on his bag.
Show it to her.
See?
No, but the bag is on his back.
When did you read his name?
When he came in...
Okay.
- He was holding his bag in the front. - Okay.
Right?
Yes, I was. Uncle is right.
Yes.
Brother!
He could never get my name right.
He's gone before he ever could.
He's not gone.
Tell him where Father is.
Where is he?
Bye.
I nearly died.
- How? - Look over here.
Rizwan, my child...
What is he doing here?
Why'd you drag me all the way out here?
Son, we just came to make you understand,
if you tell anyone that this man's got three wives...
Three wives?
Two! Two! What are you saying?
Yeah, two.
If you tell anyone,
I'll strip you naked and throw you in the lake.
Wait...
The state I caught him,
shouldn't I be the one getting threatened him?
You are right, son.
That was his idea.
I brought you here just for a boat ride, really.
I love you, kid.
You want your abbu dead?
Right.
If you tell Ruhi or Meera about this, I'll jump straight into this lake.
Wait...
If you jump, who'll buy me a PS5?
PS5?
We grew up playing marbles, son.
How about a bicycle instead?
- Yes, a bicycle? - A bicycle?
- Yeah. - I'm not a kid.
Then take a truck, run it over me
- and crush your father. - Go.
Listen son,
Hubby, get him whatever he wants.
Okay?
Done, son.
Don't tell anyone, okay?
- I won't. - Promise.
Okay.
Good boy.
Love you.
- He's such a good boy. - Let's go home now.
A very good boy.
He wants a PS5, huh?
What games are you planning to play?
FIFA.
The same games you're already playing with your father?
I've got you everything you asked for.
Are you happy now?
Yeah.
Now you won't tell anyone how many wives your father has, right?
No, I won't.
- Very good. - Oh no.
Madam, three wives and now a kid.
Impossible!
I should call Surleen right away.
Hello, Surleen?
Yes.
You didn't get engaged to the guy, did you?
- Why? - Call it off.
Your man's got three accounts and one small FD too.
- I mean he's also got a child. - Yes.
He has a child.
Do you have any proof?
What? Proof?
I will send you the proof.
I'll send it on time. Okay?
Then everything'll be milk and milk, and water and water.
She means everything will be crystal clear.
- Same thing. - Listen...
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
Good morning, ma'am.
Good morning, kids.
Meera...
- your purse. You always forget. - So sorry.
Okay, bye.
- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning.
Hello.
Actually, my husband Mohan.
Hello.
Good you came here.
We're holding a blood donation camp today.
Oh nice.
You must help us in this noble cause.
Meera, I'll catch you later.
Sure.
I'll get going as well.
No! Where are you going?
Didn't you hear her? It's a noble cause.
Come on, donate your blood.
Ever since I got married, I've stopped producing blood.
I haven't drained you that much.
Let's go.
What is his name?
Mohan Sharma.
My husband.
Mohan Sharma. What's his age?
- 32. - 32.
Ma'am, principal maam's calling you.
I'm coming.
"You give me blood, I give you freedom."
What will you say?
"You give me biryani, I'm feeling hungry."
Oh God, where's the tiffin?
Near the coffee counter.
Come on, give me an energy drink.
- Here you go, sir. - Thank you.
Mehmood?
What am I doing here?
What are you doing here?
I came to take you home.
They're taking people's blood here.
- Let's go home. - They aren't taking anyone's blood forcibly.
It's a blood donation camp.
You have to donate blood. Let's go.
I already did.
There's no way you already did. Let's go.
You can ask them.
- He will feel a little weak. - Sir, sir...
- Did he donate? - Who?
He's always so scared.
Did he donate?
He is...?
Mehmood, my husband.
Mohan's has... but Mehmood hasn't.
I knew it.
Come on, go and donate blood.
- B block. - Okay.
- How old is he? - 32.
Same.
Go on.
Keep going straight.
Mr. Gupta, this is the final list.
Meera!
Ruhi!
- Hi! - You donated your blood?
Not yet, my husband's donating right now.
My husband too donated it.
He must be around.
I can't see him.
- He's here? - Yes.
Let's make them meet each other then.
- Finally. - Come.
Meera, meet Jenny from Criticare Asia Hospital.
- Hi. - Hi!
She's the one who organized this camp.
- Hello. - Hello.
How lovely.
Your hospital does a lot of charity,
and now this camp gave us a chance to help too.
Thank you so much, Jenny.
I should be the one thanking you guys.
The response from your school's been great.
And the teachers are really cooperative.
Where's Dr. Anjali?
A block.
- I'll see you. - See you.
Bye.
Don't you guys have straws?
Michael?
You...?
You too are here?
Yeah, I organized this camp.
I already gave my blood twice.
I'm not giving it again.
Twice? When?
Once when I was 18, and once when I was 24.
You can donate every three months. Let's go.
Every three months, not every three minutes!
I've already donated my blood.
Has he donated?
He is...?
Michael, my husband.
Oh... Michael.
Mohan and Mehmood are done, but...
Michael hasn't, right?
Fine, I'll donate!
If Mohan and Mehmood can donate then why not Michael as well?
Where do I go?
C block.
Fine, I'll see your later!
Age 32, right?
Good guess.
Yes.
"You give me blood, I give you freedom!"
"See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil."
"No religion is greater than non-violence."
'Kids, you are the future of my country."
"You will build my dream India."
Mohan, Mehmood, and Michael...
If it were just about donating blood, I'd praise you.
But cheating three women?
It's not so, brother.
They formed a kitty party... I just came out the winner.
They're all happy.
Fine, I'll ask them myself.
- Wait... what do you want? - "Long live revolution!"
Rs. 50,000.
How about if I pay Rs.500 a month?
You think I'm a beggar or what?
I'm thinking Rs. 50,000 every month.
And I'm thinking of strangling you,
once I can get my hands on your neck.
Fine, we'll see whose neck gets grabbed soon enough.
I'll expose you in public.
A huge round of applause for all the kids.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Don't go anywhere, the climax's still to come.
And now, let's meet a man...
who's married three times, in three different faiths...
and whose three wives have no clue about it.
But today, they'll know the truth.
That man is right here among us.
Why are you standing there?
Come up, everyone would love to meet you.
Come on the stage.
Please, join us.
Come on.
Mohan?
Mehmood?
Michael?
Why do you all look so surprised?
You all know me.
I'm your Mohan,
your Mehmood,
and your Michael too.
I'm Jain, I'm Sikh,
I'm North, I'm South,
I'm East and I'm West.
Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat, Maratha.
I'm your Hindustan!
Someone said I have three homes...
No, I embraced all cultures.
Sikh, Jain, Parsi... they're all mine.
I don't belong to one.
I belong to everyone and everyone belongs to me.
With one I pray,
with another I bow in worship,
and with another I touch my heart and say, God bless.
I'm Christmas, I'm Diwali
I'm Eid, I'm Baisakhi...
I belong to all faiths, and all of you belong to me.
Because I'm your Hindustan.
Jai Hind!
He's my husband.
I'm so proud of you, Michael.
Michael?
That's my husband.
PS5!
What?
My PS5's here!
Great, Mr. Gupta.
We couldn't have asked for a better finale to the fancy dress competition than this.
Well...
Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome our chief guest for the evening...
Mr. Sukhvinder Singh Gill and his daughter, Simran.
Saniya?!
Saniya!
- Stay back. Stay back. - Saniya!
Saniya! Wait, sir. Saniya!
Where do you think you are going?
- Stay back. - Can't you hear me?
Move back.
Ishaan as Bhagat Singh.
- Ridhaan as Nehru-ji. - Hubby, something unbelievable just happened.
You won't believe this...
- Janvi as Rani Laxmibai. - I found Saniya.
What?
She's right here in front of me,
- Rahul as Rabindranath Tagore. - at Meera's school.
Get here, fast.
Yes.
Hey, who are you guys?
I noticed you following our cars.
What do you want?
Sir, that girl with Mr. Gill is my Saniya.
Who's Saniya?
She's Mr. Gill's daughter, Simran.
No, sir, she's Saniya.
I love her.
Have you lost your mind?
He's telling the truth, sir. She's Saniya.
Shut up and get out of here.
I'm not leaving without meeting her.
So, you're not going to leave, huh?
Huh?
Cut my head off if you want,
but she's my Saniya and I'm not leaving without meeting her.
You might be right, son.
She isn't Simran and she's your Saniya.
But she's forgotten everything.
How?
God knows if it was an accident...
or something worse.
She was unconscious when Mr. Gill found her.
She got treated, but she lost her memory.
She didn't remember anything... neither her name nor old her life.
Mr. Gill gave her a new one, Simran.
Now she's his daughter,
and he's going to marrying her into a reputed Sikh family.
No problem, sir, Sardar Manjeet Singh is ready to marry Simran.
Who's he?
Your brother.
So now you're going to be a Sikh?
Love isn't about changing; it's about accepting, Hubby.
Well said, son.
We don't choose who we worship...
He chooses how He wants to be worshipped through us.
Well said, sir.
Please bless him, sir.
May God bless you.
Thank you, sir.
Ranjha found Heer, his soul's delight,
He found his destiny, his guiding light.
The thirsty found a river deep,
The weary at last found relief.
They crossed through fire holding strong,
They waited through the nights so long.
They spoke to each other in dreams so deep,
That's how they loved through nights of sleep.
Today they meet,
Their tears fulfil a lifelong dream.
Ranjha found Heer, his soul's delight,
He found his destiny, his guiding light.
The thirsty found a river deep,
The weary at last found relief.
Ranjha found Heer, his soul's delight,
He found his destiny, his guiding light.
I want you near and nothing more,
May no sun scorch you as before,
I'll walk beside you, as your shade evermore.
One lifetime can't contain my need,
I'll come again and again indeed.
If born a hundred times anew,
Each time I'll search, and find it's you.
I thought I'd lost what life could be,
But found my mate, my destiny.
The thirsty found a river deep,
The weary at last found relief.
They crossed through fire holding strong,
They waited through the nights so long.
They spoke to each other in dreams so deep,
That's how they loved through nights of sleep.
Today they meet,
Their tears fulfil a lifelong dream.
Ranjha found Heer, his soul's delight,
He found his destiny, his guiding light.
The thirsty found a river deep,
The weary at last found relief.
Ranjha found Heer, his soul's delight,
He found his destiny, his guiding light.
I love you, Mr. Manjeet.
She doesn't even remember she's Saniya
It's fine, at least she fell for me.
Damn it.
Ever since you found Saniya,
I've been stuck answering calls from all three wives of yours.
You didn't tell them the truth, did you?
I told them something even I don't understand.
What?
[Gibberish]
Manjeet, son,
ever since Simran saw you, she hasn't stopped smiling.
The same goes for him, Aunty.
Before this, he was a wreck trying to juggle three homes.
- Three homes? - Three homes?
Yes... my home, his home and your home.
Yes.
So Simran, what have you decided?
Should we get you married to him?
I've already said "I love you" to him.
- Wow... - What else can I say?
Say it two more times.
It takes three "I dos" to seal the deal.
Huh?
I went to a Muslim friend's wedding once.
I saw them say it three times.
Oh.
Son, we want you to come as the groom in our ancestral car, as soon as possible.
Don't you think it's too small?
- Yes. - This is its key.
Ah, the key.
I thought you meant I had to come in this car.
Hello?
[Gibberish]
Fine, you're in Dubai, but at least pick up the phone, Michael.
He's still in Dubai.
Sir, we got CCTV footage from that church in Goa.
Zoom in.
Zoom in further.
We can see a girl get kidnapped.
- Hmm. - Have a look.
The girl was there that day at the church to get married.
She had enrolled herself as Rosy.
Who was she going to marry?
Someone named Michael.
Michael?
Yes, sir.
That day two Michaels showed up to get married.
Okay.
And the kidnapper?
We have him waiting outside.
Come with me.
Where's Rosy?
Who's Rosy, sir?
The girl you kidnapped from the church.
That wasn't Rosy, sir, that was Saniya.
Saniya?
How did she become Rosy?
I don't know, sir.
She went there as Rosy to marry Mehmood.
So she went there to marry you?
No, the other Mehmood.
But in the register it says that she came there to marry Michael.
But sir, she loved Mehmood.
So she loved you.
No, the other Mehmood.
So before Michael, she loved another Mehmood?
No sir, first she loved Mohan.
So two men loved her...?
Mohan and the other Mehmood?
No sir, only one man truly loved her.
Didn't you say first Mohan loved her,
then later the other Mehmood loved her too?
Yes, sir.
So Mohan and the other Mehmood... how many men is that?
One, sir.
I'll slap you senseless.
Mohan and the other Mehmood... that's two men, right?
One, sir.
Are you even following what he's saying?
Sir, you're the inspector,
if you can't, then how can I? I'm just a constable!
Look, this station has me, Sukumar, and Sanjay.
How many men's that?
- Three, sir. - Good.
Now if the ones who loved Saniya are Mohan, Mehmood,
- no, the other Mehmood and Michael... - the other Mehmood.
How many men's that?
One, sir.
You idiot, Mohan, the other Mehmood
and Michael are three different people not one!
Are you high or what?
Sir, this man just said the same thing...
Mohan, Mehmood, and Michael
- are all the same person. - Yes.
Is everyone high or what?
Who are you?
Sir...
Sir, I'm the Physical Training Instructor at SSG International School.
Hmm.
That man donated blood three times, under three names:
Mohan, Mehmood, and Michael.
He is married to three women.
Each one claims him as her husband.
I can show you their photos.
Then show it.
Sir, he's a cheat.
He offered me Rs. 50,000 to stay quiet.
But sir, let me tell you,
forget Rs. 50,000, he didn't even give me 50 paisa!
No honesty left in this world, I tell you!
Just show the damn photo!
I'll show it to you, sir.
I couldn't find it.
Here it is, sir.
His first wife, Meera.
Sir, this is his second wife, Ruhi.
And this is third wife...
- Jenny? - Yes, Jenny.
And this... this is the man I was talking about.
Michael.
Yes.
One man.
You shouldn't have done this.
I wouldn't have, sir, if he'd just given me Rs. 50,000.
Are we facing a power failure or what?
Take him away.
And call these three to the police station.
Who, Mohan, Mehmood and Michael?
All the three girls!
Forget it.
I'll handle it.
Sir, here's your ring.
It's beautiful, ma'am, thank you.
- Would you like a carry bag? - No, I'm just going to put it on right away.
Thank you.
Mohan's been missing for days.
Even his in-laws are asking now.
Hello?
[Gibberish]
Shut up!
[Gibberish]
Shut up!
[Gibberish]
He hung up on me!
Who're you yelling at?
Mohan's in Dubai, dear.
I think he eloped with Saniya.
Saniya?!
Yeah, I think it's because of her he turned into Mehmood.
What nonsense! Don't say that!
Why shouldn't I?
Remember the other day, we found a Muslim cap in his clothes.
And every time someone shouts, "Mehmood! Mehmood!",
it's Mohan who runs out!
Mehmood! Mehmood!
Heard that?
Let me go find out who it is.
Mehmood!
You?
Yeah, me.
Who are you calling Mehmood?
My son-in-law.
Who's your son-in-law?
Your son.
- Mohan. - Yes.
How is Mohan your son-in-law?
He married Ruhi.
He married Meera.
He married Ruhi.
He married Meera.
Looks like he married both of them.
He got married twice?
I'll break his bones.
I'll break his head.
- Get lost! - You get lost!
Stop, stop, stop... do you even know where Mohan is?
- Dubai! - Dubai!
No, he's in Bhopal.
- In Bhopal? - Yes.
He just bought a diamond ring with my credit card for Women's Day.
Who's getting the ring this time?
How would I know?
I just got a message from DB Mall.
DB Mall?
- Let's go, let's go, let's go. - Please, hurry up.
I am, dear, I am.
Oh shit!
Meera?
Hey!
Jenny!
- Hi! - Hi!
How are you?
I'm good. How about you?
- I'm fine, thank you. - Hi!
What brings you two here?
Hi!
My brother called me.
I have called these two here as well.
Hello Meera, hi Ruhi.
Inspector David D'Costa.
Hello.
Brother, how do you know them?
I don't, actually.
But the police found some information
which I wanted to share it with all three of you, together.
Excuse me, sir, could you please move to the next table?
Son, can you too sit over there. I need to talk to them.
Come, Jenny.
- He is your brother? - Yes.
Yes.
What information?
Jenny, I could've told you at home,
but I thought that it'd would hurt you less if you find out
about it in front of them.
Can you just come to the point?
Yes, why are you beating around the bush?
What's wrong?
I'm sure you three have your husband's photos with you right now.
- Yeah, we do. - On your mobile phones?
- Yes. - Yes.
Please show them to each other.
Mohan Sharma.
Mehmood.
That's my Michael.
- What kind of a stupid joke is this? - That's Michael!
- That's Mohan. - That's Michael!
He's Mehmood, my husband.
- This is my husband, Mohan Sharma! - What nonsense!
- He's my husband, Michael. - Are you crazy?
- No, he's my husband. - You mad or what?
That's Michael.
That's Mohan. You think I wouldn't recognize my husband?
It's Michael.
- What are you saying? - This is my Michael.
You think I wouldn't recognize my husband?
I wouldn't know my husband?
Just because we got married
on the same day doesn't mean we got married to the same guy.
- Please... - Who said we got married to the same guy?
- That is right. - That's Michael.
That's why I called you three here to tell the truth.
What's the truth?
He's your Mehmood, your Mohan, and your Michael.
That's impossible.
- I'll call him right away. - This man married
and deceived all three of you.
- No, I'll call Mohan right away. - Give it to me.
- This is not possible. - How is this possible?
Michael can't do this to me.
I couldn't believe it either, but...
Jenny?
Are you alright?
Jenny, please. Please, breathe in, breathe in.
Please, breathe in.
It's alright.
It's going to be fine.
Take deep breaths.
- Jenny! Jenny! Jenny! - How can I help?
- Doctor! Do we have a doctor here? - Help!
- Somebody please help! - Doctor! Please, call an ambulance.
- Get some water. - Water!
- Move back, everyone. - Give her some space.
Please, give her some space.
Give her some space.
- Water! Water! - Please, give her some space.
Please, give her some space.
- Move back! - Please, move back.
- Water! - Oh, thank God!
Jenny, are you alright?
She's better.
Michael...
I won't spare Michael.
Thanks, sir.
My phone, my phone, my phone.
- I'll hand it to you, sir. - Put it to my ear.
[Gibberish]
It's me. Where are you?
Trying on new outfits for your wedding, bro.
We're this close to getting ours torn off!
D.D. told all my three wives that I'm Mohan, Mehmood, and Michael.
What are you saying?
You get out of there before they find out
I'm getting married for the fourth time as Manjeet.
Yes! You too get there in no time.
You've finally found Saniya.
You can't lose her again.
Never again, Hubby.
I married Meera, Ruhi and Jenny only to save their lives...
but today, I'm going to save my marriage with Saniya.
- You get there right away. - I'm on my way.
Abbu?
Your ring.
Don't tell anyone... and I'll buy you a PS5.
I won't.
And I don't want a PS5 either.
I've already got a superhero Abba who saves lives.
What more could I ask for?
I used to think you were a troublemaking devil,
but you proved kids really are angels.
Love you, son.
Thank you.
Now go, your fourth one is waiting.
Yeah, bye.
Hey Rapido, where are you?
Come fast, I'm waiting!
Where do you want to go?
You want us to drop you somewhere?
You two?
Where's Mohan?
Where is he?
- I-I'll go find out. - Where's Mehmood?
- I'll check and be right back. - Hey!
He's gone to find out.
Gone to find out?
We came here to ask him!
How will we find out?
Someone... Hubby!
Ask Hubby! He would know!
- Where's Michael, Hubby? - Let's ask him!
- Where's Michael? - Hubby, listen...!
- I'll go and ask! One second! - Hubby! Hubby, wait!
I'm not going anywhere.
- Hubby, stop! - I'll be right back!
- Hubby! - Hubby!
- Stop him! Where is he going? - Oh my God,
I've got his father waiting outside and his wives chasing me inside!
- Hubby! - Hubby!
Run!
Ma'am, look over there, that's Hubby!
This is my husband.
Hubby!
I told you he will get thrashed one day.
As you sow, so reap so shall.
- Yes, ma'am. - Record it. Film it right now.
- Hubby, wait, wait... - Brother!
- I just want to talk... - Hubby...
- Hubby, stop. - Come on!
Follow me!
Hubby, please stop.
Get him!
Surleen, I'm sending you a video about your guy.
You had a close shave. This guy is doomed!
Stop! Hubby, stop!
Stop! Stop!
Stop, come on!
Guppy! Guppy!
Stop! Stop! Guppy, stop!
Hey...
Give me that. Where are the bullets?
Where are the bullets?
- Come on, Pundit. - Let's go.
- Hurry up and hop on. - Start the scooter first.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Get him! Get him!
Get out of my way, Aunty! Move away!
Hey!
He has lost it!
Hubby!
Hey!
Who are those two guys?
- That's my Abba's scooter. - This way...
That's my Abba.
That's my father-in-law... the one using the gun.
Father-in-law?
Stop it, guys!
Where're you aiming?
At the tyre.
Then aim at the balloon.
- The balloon? - Yes.
Then you'll hit the tyre.
Direct hit!
And we have a blast!
We've a flat tyre.
Stop. He ran away.
Serves them right. They ended up having a flat tyre.
- We can help them, right? - Please.
- Why? Why? - Let's give them a lift.
He's my father-in-law.
- He's my Abba. - Alright, alright.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop!
- Stop! - Father!
Meera? What are you doing in there?
Ruhi?
What are you doing in a police jeep?
We are following Hubby.
Father, you know what Mohan did?
I know, that idiot got married twice.
Not twice... thrice.
- Thrice? - His third wife is my sister...
From me.
God bless you, dear.
May you have a happy married life.
Huh?
Can't help it.
I'm used to giving blessings to my daughter-in-law.
You want to bless, I want to curse the rascal.
No cursing, now's the time to catch him and give him a good thrashing.
Get in, quick.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Guppy!
Someone stop him!
Stop!
Drive faster, Brother!
They will fall.
Stop!
- Overtake him and bring him to a halt! - Stop!
Guppy!
Stop!
- Overtake him and bring him to a halt! - Guppy!
Stop!
Guppy!
Stop!
Catch him! What are you doing, catch him!
Stop!
What happened?
- Another flat tyre? - Shit!
We're out of fuel.
This is exactly what you call being caught between the devil and the deep blue sea.
Stuck between a rock and a hard place.
- Trouble everywhere. - I'll take care of this.
There are a lot of us, let's just take the bus.
The batsman will have to hold his ground on the pitch.
Bam!
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Stop! Stop! Stop! Please!
Please!
Sir... sir, it's an emergency. We need your help.
You're the same guy who helped us before.
Looks like you're going to be helping us all day today.
- Get in, everyone, he's a good man. - Get in!
- Come on, quickly. Sit, sit, sit. - Get in!
- Let's go, let's go, let's go! - Wait, your veil...
- Abba! - Move, move, get in.
Sir, there's a Sikh gentleman on a scooter up ahead.
We are chasing him.
Please hurry.
Hurry up!
- He went this way! - Go!
The batsman's surrounded from all sides. Looks tough to get the winning runs now.
Still, where there's a will there's a way.
By the way, are you getting married today?
Yes, sir, I'm planning to... hopefully it goes through
Your voice sounds like Sidhu's.
Yeah, everything in this world looks or sounds like something else.
Like I once saw a guy on Savdhaan India who looked just like you.
Really?
Tell me, where do I drop you guys?
You don't need a drop us, you need to catch someone.
You need to catch that man.
But why do you want to catch that harmless soul?
We want to catch his friend actually.
He changed religions and married three times.
He's a scoundrel. Please hurry.
Maybe he had his reasons to do it.
What could've made him so helpless? If I see him, I'd shoot him.
No!
How can you just shoot him?
He's my son.
- He's my husband. - He's my husband.
Then what should I do?
I say you should forgive him.
How do I forgive him?
It's very simple, just say "I forgive you."
Every faith is this world teaches the same truth.
Anyone can punish...
Only the divine can forgive.
So forgive and applaud.
- There he is. Follow him. -Yes, tell me, Harbhajan?
Bro, your dad and Mirza chased me, now D.D. and some Sikh gent has joined too!
That's your buddy.
Huh?
All his relatives have surrounded him.
Do one thing...
receive them, accept whatever gifts they give like blessings.
Oh, my God!
- Meanwhile I'll go get married. Got it? - What are you doing? Hurry up!
- Stop or I'll hit you! - What are you saying?
Yes, yes, sir, catch him!
Taking singles won't help.
You'll be praised only if you smash a six.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
And the batsman's smashed it out of the park!
It's airborne... going by air mail!
- Come on, let's catch that rascal! - Hubby!
Get out of there!
Abba, can I come to your wedding too?
It'd be great if your dad actually manages to make it.
Go!
- Tell me, where is Mehmood?! - Don't hit me! Don't hit me!
Tell me where is my friend?
Let me take you to his wedding.
Please don't hit me!
Tell me, where is Mohan!
Mohan's found Saniya.
He's turned Sikh and is about to marry her.
Friends, with your blessings,
the bride and groom, after completing the engagement ceremony,
will head to the Gurudwara for their wedding.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Bring it here, dear.
Here, dear.
Go on, exchange the rings.
Your turn, son.
Let's go.
Stop!
- This wedding can't take place! - This wedding can't take place!
- Stop it! Stop right there! - We won't allow it! Leave!
- Stop this wedding! - Stop!
- This wedding can't take place! - Stop!
We won't spare anyone!
Stop it!
Mohan!
Everyone, leave!
Stop!
Stop all this!
Mr. Registrar, this wedding can't take place!
This wedding can't take place!
No, I won't go with you!
You will only marry the boy I chose for you.
You're going to marry Mehmood!
I don't want to hear a word.
I'll only marry Mohan.
This is my last warning... stop this wedding!
Who do you think you are, trying to stop my daughter's wedding?
She's getting married!
I'll see who has the guts to stop it.
I can't marry him.
What happened, dear?
What are you saying, Simran?
I'm not Simran, I'm Saniya.
Saniya!
Saniya...
Yes, Saniya.
Mr. Manjeet, I love Mohan. I can't marry you.
You can marry me.
Just look at me once.
I can't look at anyone but Mohan.
Saniya, Mohan's hiding somewhere inside Manjeet.
Just look at me.
I can't.
Saniya, please stop!
I was 16 when I fell in love with you.
I'm 32 now.
I won't even be able to have kids after I turn 65,.
That engineer-baba was right... one day, you'd forget me.
If fate doesn't approve, then you'll forget him someday.
But remember what you said?
I'd rather die than forget him.
Saniya! You're making a huge mistake.
Enough, Abba!
Not today.
Your Abba's right.
This wretched man's already married three women
and switched his faith three times.
Mohan would never do that!
That's exactly what he did.
Here's the proof...
Jenny,
Meera,
And Ruhi!
And today, as a Sikh, he was getting married for the fourth time... with you.
Mohan, is that true?
Yes, Saniya, it's true.
They're all my wives.
You deceived us.
You deceived them.
You lied to them.
Is that what we taught you?
Is this why I brought you into this world?
Not just gave you life, we gave you a family, culture, and faith,
and you went around changing your religion?
I didn't change it, I embraced them all.
You think you're the constitution of India to embrace them all?
No, Father.
I'm just an ordinary man.
I don't know religion in depth, but all of you do.
For you, your religion is the greatest.
For Mr. Mirza, his is.
For Mr. David, his is.
If every faith is good, then what's so wrong in embracing them all?
Or is my fault that I can't find fault in any?
And about those three marriages, about deceiving these girls...
I never lied to anyone, Saniya.
Every time I tried to marry you, I ended up marrying someone else instead.
For you, I became Mehmood from Mohan,
Michael from Mehmood,
and today, Manjeet from Michael.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Brother!
- Mohan! - Hey!
What was their fault?
Who gave you the right to wreck their lives?
Mohan!
What are you doing?
- Mohan! - You could've just refused to marry them!
Stop it!
He told each one of them he couldn't marry them...
but every time, they said the same thing,
"If you call off the wedding, I'll end my life."
So what was he supposed to do?
Should he have let them die?
He sacrificed his own love just to save their lives.
He could've easily walked away,
but he didn't
because he knew Jenny struggles to breathe,
Ruhi has her parents and a child depending on her,
and his own parents had promised to keep Meera happy.
For someone's life, for someone's promise and for someone's bond's sake...
He tried to fulfil all his responsibilities.
He tried to keep everyone happy.
Now you decide...
a man who's lived for everyone else...
does he deserve punishment, or does he deserve to be with his love today?
I cannot punish him.
When my boyfriend left me to die,
he was the one who saved my life.
I can't hate you.
I love you, Michael.
What can I even say?
He married me to keep my father's word...
so how could he break his promise to Saniya?
I've got no complaints against you.
I love you, Mohan.
I've got no complaints against Mehmood either.
He's the one who was wronged.
I'd already been divorced twice.
He could've walked away too, but he didn't.
I love you, Mehmood.
I love you.
Saniya, what do you say?
You shouldn't have been this good, Mohan...
now everyone's fallen in love with you.
There you go, I guess all the garland were always meant for him.
Wait a minute...
Surleen, you?
There's a garland for you too, Mr. Hubby.
Your brother's finally settling down as well today.
Hey! Hey! Hey! What--
- Mohan! - Mohan!
Ambulance!
Are you okay? How are you feeling now?
- Here, eat this. - Feeling better now?
Mom, you're happy with my four marriages, right?
Not four, son... five.
Five?!
Mom, you're just panicking and can't count straight.
No, really... not four, five wives.
There is no power and no strength except with Allah!
Five? How?
When you were born,
the astrologer said you'd never find happiness in marriage.
He was right... four marriages done, and still no peace.
But we thought you'd never get married at all,
so I promised your hand to my friend's daughter the day you were born.
What?!
And your father had already promised you to Meera's father.
Why did you two have to test every experiment on me!
Hang on a second.
If I'd only married once, it would've been fine...
I wouldn't have let you marry again.
But now that I've done four, might as well go for five, right?
Oh Lord, have mercy!
Mom, do you even hear yourself?
Yes, I do.
Wait, I'll call her.
Daughter-in-law!
Daughter-in-law, come on in.
Come in, Ginni.
Come on, come here.
Come on, dear, don't just stand there.
What are you waiting for?
Put the garland around his neck.
- Wait a second, wait a second, I'll just... - What?
I'll... I'll just go have some water.
He bolted! Catch him!
Mom!
- It's not my fault! - I'm the real one!
I won't leave him for seven lifetimes!
Mohan!
Don't let him get away!
The Bhopali's run off again!
- Huh? - The Bhopali escaped again!
But he ran away.
Huh?
I know Gujarati.
See you.
- Good. - But he ran away.
Mohan, stop!
Mohan!
Listen!
Stop!
Mohan!
Stop!
Mohan, stop!
Just listen, Mohan!
Now, with so many weddings written in his fate...
which track will he run on... life's or the train's?
You decide.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
The first was beautiful, gentle, and fair,
She sought my heart with her steady stare.
She sought my heart on the sly,
And not for a moment did she shy.
She looked at me and stole my peace,
Now she's gone and I am not at ease.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
Listen to my love story, bro,
There was one king with three queens in tow,
He was having a time of his life you know,
He was enjoying himself for sure.
The first was a maiden so soft and bright,
The second one wounded my pride on sight.
While dodging the third with no luck,
I got love-struck,
Who all do I love?
What all do I surrender in the name of love?
Three riders squeezed on a single seat,
Which one do I loose, which one do I keep?
His name's in the papers, a rising star,
This dude's counted among superstars.
My heart's rooms are crowded, every door's full,
Who do I welcome, and who do I pull?
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.
First one soars touching the sky,
Second one soars flying high,
Third one soars none can deny,
I was left alone, high and dry.