01x04 - The Bell Jar

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Hey! What happened? Are you okay?

Nothing. I am fine.

Sometimes, what we want

is to push it all away.

To forget, to pretend that it never was.

But the memory…

prostit*tes ARE NOT WELCOME HERE

It stays alive inside of us

like a living, breathing thing.

Why did you call the cops?

This is not a shanty store on your street!

Ron, I expected more from you, at least.

Ma'am, I am so sorry.

You didn't think it was prudent

to consult the legal department

or inform the PR team at the very least?

As for you, Ayesha,

you had one job.

To get this factory up and running.

And if you're not capable of doing it,

I don't know how

HR hired you in the first place.

Sometimes I feel like I am running

a g*dd*mn crèche here, not a bank!

He's a top officer from your bank.

Ayesha had introduced him to me

at the press conference.

She'd address him as Deepak Sir.

And this jerk, I tell you,

he was kissing her forcibly.

She said no. She pushed him,

but he didn't stop.

-Touching inappropriately--

-Laxmi.

Please let this go.

Stay out of this.

Why?

I recognize him and I'm a witness.

I won't be able to do anything

unless Ayesha decides to speak up.

Yes, so call Ayesha!

-Ayesha--

-It doesn't work like that.

I have to follow procedure.

What the hell is your procedure?

To shut up? Silence!

That's your procedure!

Great!

Follow your g*dd*mn procedures.

All right.

Let me follow my procedure.

There are many things I could say

to the inspector.

Am I right,

Rani Ma'am?

Okay. Let me cut to the chase.

Would you like to register

a formal complaint against Deepak Sanghvi?

There will only be

an investigation if you file a complaint.

-No.

-What exactly happened that night?

Did anything happen?

Ayesha, speak up!

-Tell them!

-No, ma'am.

Are you sure?

We made out. It was consensual.

Consensual?

What the hell are you saying?

I've seen it! Please--

Lily, please. Leave me alone.

-And stop interfering in my life.

-Laxmi.

Maybe you're misunderstanding

the entire situation.

No.

That's not possible

because I hold a PhD

in non-consensual sex.

A corporate bank doesn't function

like a dance bar does.

She's saying that it was

all consensual, right?

Please drop it.

He has a family, you know.

But clearly,

that's not your problem. Right?

-Got a straw!

-Oh, madam!

Try it.

Okay.

It's so messed up

that he's cheating on Nalini.

Maybe they have an arrangement.

What does that even mean?

I don't know, I mean…

Some version of an open marriage, I guess.

Yes. Just say no.

-She can do that.

-Yes, she can.

-This looks good.

-Who's winning?

-Me.

-Me.

-Oh!

-Everyone's winning!

Have you seen this?

-So, Mum, you're done?

-It's her?

-Dad, don't embarrass me. It's your turn.

-Hey!

-It's your turn, come on!

-I know, as a woman,

I'll never know

what it feels like to be free.

To feel like my body belongs to me.

If being fair wasn't peddled as a dream,

there would never exist

a damn fairness cream!

As a woman, how can I flourish?

How can I be free?

How can I be me?

If I have to look over my shoulder

and reach for my keys,

double guess my outfit in the mirror

and try to see what a predator sees.

Tell me. How can I flourish?

How can I be free?

How can I loiter, how can I wander,

how can I truly be me?

If the world, which is my oyster,

is constantly out to get me?

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Anand

Happy birthday to you

You know,

she's f*cking Anand.

I used to f*ck him.

Remember?

What exactly happened that night?

-You're such a tease.

-We made out.

She's saying that…

It was consensual.

It was all consensual, right?

-I could feel your eyes on me…

-Ayesha, what the f*ck?

What the f*ck are you doing?

Get the f*ck out of the house!

Leave!

f*ck you, b*tch!

Hi.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

You want Ayesha Agarwal

to be transferred to your department?

Yes. We had a long chat

at the new recruits' party.

She's smart, she's eager,

and she's being wasted on welfare schemes.

What's wrong?

If we transfer her

to Mergers and Acquisitions,

then it undermines Fatima's authority

because Fatima fired her.

So now you're worried

about upsetting Fatima?

Really, Rani!

-Fine. I will send the approval.

-Good.

Mummy, sometimes,

I am so haunted by the memory.

So afraid that I just want to crawl

right back deep into your womb.

I won't work at the factory full-time.

I will still continue my business.

Just select a color!

We need to place

an order for our uniforms.

Those uniforms are useless

if there's no factory.

What?

Sathe is giving me a hard time.

-Sathe is a m*therf*cking as*h*le!

-Right.

But don't worry about it.

The bank scheme, Shakti, is in our favor.

Let the bank handle him.

A summon from Dubai!

-We're going through a breakup.

-Great!

Ever since he left for Dubai.

They're perpetually on and off.

But as soon as he lands in Mumbai,

it'll be Love Actually.

He's dying to hear your voice.

Let him die. Why do you care?

-Finish your biryani.

-Yes, I will.

Mummy, do memories fade with time?

What if I wake up one day

and can't remember your smile?

A video uploaded

from an unverified account shows

the Public Resource Bank Governor,

Mr. Mahesh Rao

and the CEO of Royal Bank of Bombay,

Mrs. Rani Singh Irani,

leaving the Queensbury Hotel in Colaba.

No comment!

Our source from the hotel has also

confirmed that Mr. Rao and Mrs. Irani

are regulars at the Queensbury Hotel.

And they meet at least

five times every month.

This video also shows us

that their meetings last a few hours.

Hello. Yes?

There will be a statement out shortly.

There has been no official comment

from either party.

The relationship between both of them

should be thoroughly investigated.

Because we, the citizens of India,

demand an answer.

India wants to know.

Just one comment?

-Let us know…

-Sir!

I can't go out like this.

What?

I can't go out there.

Yes, you can.

I am sorry, Naushad.

I'm sorry.

Have I ever stopped you?

Never. Right?

But right now,

you need to go out and fix things.

Okay?

Remember. For next time…

No, there won't be a next time, Naushad.

I'm never going to see him again.

I promise.

I promise.

Thank you.

You've got 24 hours

to hand in your resignation.

I won't resign

based on a rumor.

That's been blown out of all proportion!

Rani, you were caught red-handed

with the PRB governor!

Really?

Well, then why don't you just…

fire me.

Our stock prices have dropped already.

They'll hit rock bottom.

But, remember…

If I go…

I'm taking the bank down with me.

Now, if I may be excused…

Do help yourselves

to some more tea or coffee.

I have some actual work to do.

Most importantly,

I don't want my daughter's company

to get caught in the middle

of your extra-curricular activities.

Absolutely! I understand that.

But then, Afzal, your bad loans.

We've forgiven a large part of those

in exchange for this deal.

If you back out of this deal now,

then I'll be forced to use other measures.

You know, that could be rather

inconvenient, to put it mildly.

FCB Asia's PR team has done this!

Not the first time Devyani

tried to f*ck me over!

Talk to Niyamat, make sure she's okay.

The CEO of that US company

she's trying to take over,

make sure things go smoothly with him.

-Fatima!

-Yes?

Is something bothering you?

No.

I think the top management team

will stick around.

Yes.

Thank you for not poaching them, Jeff.

I'm more of a sous vide

kind of lad, to tell you the truth.

But I know my team and I think

it's best if I stay on as an advisor

or something after the deal closes.

In fact, I would like you

to join the Board of Directors.

As the chairperson.

Oh, wow!

Well…

That would be like I never left.

There goes your early retirement.

-Should we proceed then?

-Yes.

Ayesha, what's the status

of Laxmi's factory?

-Good afternoon, ma'am.

-Good afternoon. Please, sit.

-We need Shakti succeeding.

-Yes, ma'am.

I'll be meeting the head

of the factory association of that area.

He will help us deal with Vijay Sathe.

We need the factory up and running

before you are moved to corporate banking.

Am I being transferred?

Didn't HR call you?

Deepak told me

that he has had a word with you.

In either case, you have made

quite an impression on him.

He says you are especially bright.

From the next quarter,

you'll be joining his department.

Congratulations.

And try not to get fired again.

Congratulations.

You finally got what you wanted.

Yuck!

I really hate this bland food!

You could do one thing.

Why don't you ask Deepak

to take you to a fancy restaurant?

To celebrate.

Because he thinks

you're so special anyway.

Sleeping with Deepak

will advance your career.

What can I give you?

I saw him the other night.

Dropping you home and everything.

Sometimes I feel that all you care about

is what you can get from people.

And clearly,

nothing I can give you is good enough.

You're just jealous.

No. I'm not jealous!

I'm really happy that you're getting

what you want out of your life.

-It is just how--

-Stop pretending, as*h*le.

You don't give a damn.

What I want, what I need…

Are you f*cking crazy?

You're so self-centered!

All I do is take care of you.

Ayesha wants this! Ayesha wants that!

All I seem to do these days is think

about what Ayesha f*cking wants!

Because you want to f*ck me.

You're doing it all

so that you can f*ck me!

So just f*ck me

and end your freaking drama!

You know what? Actually, f*ck you!

Ayesha.

Where are you?

Mrs. Bhagat has a small kitchen

right next to the side entrance.

I was just making some tea.

I didn't see it the last time I was there.

Yes, she has just renovated it.

You didn't call the guy, right?

We've lost him.

What's wrong?

I hope some modern Bombay girl

hasn't poisoned your mind.

Those girls are really evil!

Look, I said I'm sorry.

I don't want your f*cking apology!

And I don't want to f*cking live

with a sl*t!

Yes, but it's okay for you to sleep

with a prost*tute!

Excuse me! You're the most

f*cking immoral person I know!

-Zuravar!

-What?

Control your f*cking tongue!

She made me cover up what I did.

Cover up what you did?

I prevented you from going to jail!

You wouldn't last

a single bloody day in there!

I can't even be

in the same f*cking room as her!

Well then go!

But shut up, or Shai will hear.

I will hear what?

Why don't you leave too, Shai?

Why do you want to be

in the same f*cking room as me?

It's a free world. You can sleep

with whoever the f*ck you want.

Try some edamame instead.

-By the way, I loved your TED Talk.

-Thank you.

So you learned leadership skills

by observing oak trees as a child.

That's quite amazing.

Trust me, if I'd had friends or siblings,

I wouldn't have been sitting around

staring at trees.

You were a lone ranger.

Yes. A major loner.

It takes one to know one!

Arijay.

-Arijay.

-Yes.

Piya was telling me about Sandeep's

new job she got from this new headhunter.

Why discuss it now?

I was just thinking, you know,

you could just call him.

I mean, if you feel like it but…

I mean…

Maybe, he could do something for you.

You promised not to micromanage.

I'm not! It's…

It's just a suggestion!

Sure.

But with your promotion,

when the baby's here,

I could stay at home.

Only for a couple of years. Not forever.

Why?

You hate the idea of a househusband?

Too embarrassing?

No…

Just…

Nobody thought Mahesh's wife

was going to stoop so low.

Do you think Maya is responsible?

I mean, who else?

I thought you were.

Of course, you did, darling.

Or Deepak.

I don't know.

Of all the skeletons in your closet,

you think Deepak would expose this?

Only a fool would go after Mahesh.

And I tell you, Mahesh's wife

is the biggest fool I know.

My vote is for Sanjay Puri.

He's attacking you

quite aggressively, right?

That is so f*cking vindictive!

They purposely want to f*ck everything up.

But I refuse to be manipulated

and they keep calling for my resignation.

-Almost like they want to see us fail.

-Yes.

Anyway, don't worry.

Afzal doesn't know that FCB Asia

is financing Royal Bank for the takeover.

And he will never know.

And just in case he comes to me

for direct funding,

I will turn him away.

You can rest assured.

You have my word.

Thank you, Devyani.

I truly appreciate that.

Would you just get me

a large cup of ice chips?

Yes, no trouble at all.

This menopause, it is driving me crazy.

How do you cope with it?

It hasn't started for me yet.

I see. I envy you, Rani!

I am dying! Absolutely.

We retrieved 12 eggs from the donor.

Does she know?

That we are having her baby?

It's not her baby.

We don't tell the donors anything

if their eggs or sperm have been used

or who used them.

Everything is confidential.

Their identities, yours, everything.

And no one needs to know

we are using somebody else's eggs.

Do you both want to see a counselor?

It helps.

-We could try…

-No. We're very busy with…

I mean…

I don't think we need one, right?

I think we are fine.

Thank you.

At the end of the day, I am a failure.

I can't even f*cking give birth

to a child.

I mean, I'll raise

the surrogate child as mine,

but it is not me.

Half of it is the donor's

and the other half is Arijay's.

I don't know if I'll…

if I will be able to love it

as my own, you know.

Fatima, come on! Of course, you will!

You are very lucky, you know.

A solid and loving husband

like Arijay is very rare.

I don't know. I just hope

Arijay is happy with this child.

He's already happy!

You don't see it because you are

so caught up in your own misery.

Just relax!

You have everything,

and you still want more.

Tell me. Are you guys f*cking?

I mean, if you call it that.

You are doing something, right?

Sandeep and I…

We haven't had sex in two years.

Yes. I don't know.

Sometimes I think

Sandeep's totally over me.

Is he having an affair?

Well, Mr. Vijay Sathe

is the municipal corporator of our area.

How can I help you deal with him?

Please, Mr. Shinde.

We need the factory association

to support us.

All right.

I have a solution.

Make my wife a beneficiary

of your Shakti Scheme.

Let her have a similar factory.

Sir, Shakti is a welfare scheme

meant to help underprivileged women.

Women who have financial needs.

Whatever! Who cares, right?

I'm sorry, sir.

But…

I'm offering you a solution.

The rest is up to you.

"Sorry, sir." "Please, sir."

"Hello, ma'am." "Thank you, ma'am."

You should've let Rani handle him.

She'll talk to him if it comes to that.

You're a bloody coward, Ayesha.

You can't fight for yourself.

How will you fight for me?

Fighting is not my job, Lily.

I'm doing my job.

What are you doing?

"Sorry!" "Please!" Just bullshit!

Starting this factory is beyond you!

You are a bloody sl*ve.

Just f*ck off!

Come in.

Ayesha.

Sir, you wanted to see me?

Come on in.

Leave the door open, please.

I tried to speed up your transfer,

but Rani says we can only do it

once you finish setting up

the first factory under the Shakti Scheme.

Yes.

What's wrong? Is everything okay?

Yes, sir.

Just a lot of deals in process.

Hectic days.

I can imagine.

So a new hand would be welcome.

I need a break.

Do you have a cigarette?

-Okay. Send it over…

-Okay.

I keep trying to quit,

but it is so addictive.

I think…

some things are fun

simply because they are addictive.

Clearly.

You have some hidden addictions.

Please don't!

I could feel your eyes on me all evening.

Sir, what are you doing?

Sir, please don't! Please stop.

You're such a tease!

You have some hidden addictions.

We made out.

It was consensual.

He has a family, you know.

But clearly, that's not your problem.

It was all consensual, right?

The memory is truth itself.

The truth about our bodies.

The truth about our lives.

The truth about our hearts.

And the truth is best not denied.

-Hey!

-There's a traffic jam! I had to walk!

-Why don't you dry out?

-No, it's fine.

Niyamat said to have a drink

on her behalf. She's under the weather.

Well, here.

You can easily dry up with this.

-You don't want to fall sick.

-Thanks.

Here. That helps?

Would you k*ll me if I asked

for some hot chocolate instead?

You know, I'd slaughter you.

But only after I have had my own

with cinnamon and nutmeg.

Oh, my god! That reminds me

of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!

They do.

The truth is painful,

but owning that truth can set us free.

Sometimes that memory must be kept alive.

So we can breathe.

Can we meet once?

It's been two years of waiting.

All right. See you, love.

See you, love.

Haider?

Love…