[dreamy theme music playing]
♪ Single papa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
[music fades]
[swish]
[light music playing over speakers]
The money you asked for.
[cup clatters]
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Nothing to worry about now. Hmm?
As soon as BKG's back,
I'll arrange a meeting for you with him.
Let's meet this evening. Okay…?
[hesitates] Uh… I'll call you later.
[Vishwas] Did you get a haircut?
[dreamy music playing]
Oh, you noticed this?
[playful music playing]
-This style is called "long bob."
-Beautiful. You're looking like a star.
[Poonam] I wear yellow clothes everyday.
Yellow nail colour, yellow phone.
Now all that's left is to get jaundice!
[both giggle]
And I'm sure you're trying
to stay happy all the time, right?
I keep smiling the entire day.
I followed your instructions blindly.
But I still…
[breathy] Oh!
[Vishwas] You must cry sometimes.
What are tears? Salt water.
Am I right?
And BKG says,
"Salt water
drives away all the negativity."
That's why when someone cries,
they feel better inside.
Every time I meet you,
my heart feels lighter.
[playful music continues]
[music fades]
[Gaurav, whispers] Hush!
Finally, he's asleep.
[sighs]
Who says GG can't raise a child?
[upbeat rap song playing]
[faint baby cries]
-[Amul crying inside]
-[music fades]
[Amul's cries intensifies]
[Gaurav] Oh, no, no!
It's ok, it's ok. You are good.
You are fine, you are fine.
Hey… [shushes]
-Hey, come to me, come to me.
-[Amul crying]
Nothing's happened.
Nothing's happened. Everything's fine.
[shushing gently]
[sighs]
-He's calmed down.
-[Amul starts crying]
What happened?
Look at the birdie, look at the birdie!
-[indistinct baby talk and shushing]
-[Amul crying]
Calm down please. It's the first night.
-[Amul continues crying]
-[Gaurav] When Amul cries…
Here. Open your mouth.
He's not even hungry.
[Amul continues crying]
Did you poop in here?
Papa's gonna change your diaper.
Oh, but the diaper is clean.
Okay, okay, okay. Let's try this.
Aah!
[giggles]
[light playful music playing]
-[Amul cries]
-Oh, what happened?
[clock ticking]
[Amul continues crying]
[clock ticking]
[soothing music playing]
[Amul cries]
♪ Single papa pa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
[Amul cries]
♪ pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
♪ Single papa pa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
♪ Single papa ♪
[Amul cries]
♪ pa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
[Amul crying]
♪ Single papa pa pa pa pa pa pa ♪
Run this up, please. Baby!
[music fades]
[shushes] Baby is sleeping.
I was talking to my baby. [chuckles]
Baby, you want Glenmorren, right?
-[woman] Let's buy Glenlanoch.
-[scanner beeps]
But baby, Glenmorren is much smoother.
Baby, but Glenlanoch is sweeter.
-Baby, but this one has a smoky flavour.
-[scanner beeps]
Glenlanoch has a spicy flavour.
-Glenmorren is strong--
-Stop it, hey! Glenmorren, Glenlanoch!
I'd say, you better Glen get out.
You think I've got nothing better to do?
If you make me punch the QR code
even one more time.
I'll start punching for real.
The customer is God!
How dare you talk to a customer like that?
Let's go, baby. There are hundreds
of winemarts in Gurgaon.
-We'll buy from someone with manners.
-Go. Yeah, alright.
-You're getting zero rating for this.
-Yeah, okay, thank you.
Did he say "thank you"? Let's go.
I'm really not enjoying this, Sharanya.
I'm screwed, man.
It's too tough.
I'm supposed to give him
vitamin D drops once a day.
Sometimes, I give him twice.
And sometimes, I completely forget.
On top of that, he's a night bird.
He stays up the whole night,
and I'm the one
with a splitting headache the next day.
I go around behaving
like a complete moron.
[Sharanya] You need help.
This is definitely
not a one-man job, okay?
No, man, this is the very thinking
that I want to prove wrong to everyone.
People already assume
that I can't manage a baby on my own.
You can manage, for sure.
But trust me, asking for help
will not make you a bad parent.
As a matter of fact, a good nanny
will only make your and Amul's life easy.
I'll speak to my agency. Hmm?
Okay.
[music fades]
[Poonam, chuckling] Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh! Oh, yeah! Yeah, yeah.
Sure, sure. Of course! [chuckles]
Yes, yes. Bye. Ba-bye. Yes.
[chuckles and sighs]
[Jatin groans]
[playful music playing]
[tapping Poonam]
Last evening, I sent Chhotu home
to pick up some cash.
He told me that you weren't there.
Oh? Really?
[Jatin] Hmm.
What's up with this new look,
this style, this new hair,
your fancy English?
What's the matter?
-Matter?
-Hmm.
Talk! [chuckles]
English talk.
I am trying to refine
my English, you know?
I mean, at this age,
this sudden passion
to refine your English,
where is this coming from?
Oh…
Actually, my hairstyle
is very glam, right?
So Meenu told me,
"From now, only English talk!"
"Okay, Poons?" [chuckles]
[chuckles along mockingly]
-[phone rings]
-Oh! One minute. Meenu. [chuckles] Oh…
[Poonam] Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[chuckles] Of course, of course.
"Poons"?
[music fades]
[both] What have you done to yourself?
[both] I asked first.
I'm so dead, man.
[Gaurav] I haven't slept
for three nights in a row.
He's hungry every two hours.
[Gaurav mock cries]
Then he sleeps, then he wants to poop.
Then he wakes up and he is hungry again.
What I don't get is,
how can such a tiny baby
have such a big appetite?
-Oh, that's good.
-Huh?
No, no, he's good, Nammo.
It's not Amul's fault.
-This is just really tough, you know.
-No.
The diaper you threw away was fresh.
This is the dirty one.
Huh?
Oh, God, poop!
[playful music playing]
[Gaurav] I'm exhausted, Nammo.
Bro, listen.
You will have to tell Goldie
the whole truth.
Oh, I'll tell him,
you don't worry, please.
When will you tell him?
I was attending a wedding
with Prem and Suman,
I almost ran into Mrs. Nehra there.
[Gaurav] Nehra?
Then what happened?
[Namrata] Seeing her,
I remembered the lies I told her.
I won't marry in the future.
Your forged signature.
I told myself, "Run, Nammo, run!"
Let me introduce you
to my future daughter-in-law.
Where did Namrata go?
[playful music playing]
[Namrata] Thank God, I used to
run away from school and tuitions
or else she'd have caught me
at that very moment.
Sorry. Thank you.
I'm sorry that you have to go
through all of this because of me.
Yeah, but that ends now!
I've already told Goldie that you're gonna
speak to him. So now he's called you home.
I haven't taken a dump in two days.
I haven't showered in three.
This disgusting information
is useless to me.
Man!
You know, the Aggarwal Mansion's
security guard,
he'll think I'm a beggar
and he won't let me in.
Yeah, then, sh*t, shower, shave.
I don't care. It has to be done, ASAP!
Okay.
And Amul?
Who will look after him, your pop?
His aunt.
-[music fades]
-[birds chirping]
Will Goldie take long, Uncle?
-No, no. Should be here any moment.
-Oh, yes.
Well… [chuckles]
You've come on an auspicious day.
Really? Why?
[Suman] Well, he had…
You know, he had booked a car
for your sister and Goldie.
So, the delivery is today.
-That's great!
-[Prem chuckles]
Congo! What car is it?
[sharp inhale]
What we wish for in life is ease
So we only drive Mercedes
-[chuckles]
-[appreciative grunt]
You're so good with rhyming, Aunty.
-Congo, again.
-[Suman chuckles]
-So, how's your work going on these days?
-[yawning loudly]
Going great, Uncle.
Well, if I praise myself
I'll end up sounding arrogant
But I can tell you
that my liquor business is doing excellent
[chuckles]
I've also started rhyming like you, Aunty.
That was good. [chuckles]
[yawning] So, Uncle, it looks like
Goldie is taking too long,
I think, I'll… I'll come tomorrow.
Anyway, it's time
for Amul to have his milk.
[both] Huh?
I mean…
You know the brand Amul milk?
-I drink it at this time everyday.
-At this time?
Uncle, I'm a Jat.
Milk flows in our veins instead of blood.
We drink it anytime.
-[chuckles]
-[Gaurav] I'll make a move. Congo again.
-Uncle, do you need anything other than--
-Oh, sorry.
[grunts]
[romantic music playing]
Are you going to break the coconut?
You tell me. I'll break anything you want.
[Prem] Shreya.
My niece.
She's a doctor.
-Pediatrician.
-Oh!
Can I have your number then?
Aren't you a little too fast?
-You'll get my number soon.
-[indistinct conversation]
Anyway, by the looks of it,
I think you need a doctor.
Me? Why?
Red eyes, exhausted face.
I would recommend not to drive.
I like it.
Our first meeting
and you're already so concerned.
We need you to write the script
for the pre-wedding function.
You rhyme well.
I heard you on my way over here.
Of course, I'll write it.
And don't worry, I'm fine.
And I'll get hold
of your number, for sure. See you.
[music fades]
[male RJ] Hello friends
and welcome to my show.
You're listening to "Old is gold."
The song coming up next
is sung by Aman Panth.
[retro upbeat song playing]
[brakes screech]
[retro upbeat song continues]
[brakes screech]
[car screeching]
[car getting closer]
Hey, Gaurav… bro, wait, no!
-[music fades]
-[crow cawing]
[indistinct]
[birds chirping]
You failed to do
what I sent you there for.
To top it all, you banged the new car.
Yeah, Nammo. I know, I screwed up, okay?
That's why I even offered them some money.
That was worse!
First you damaged the car,
-and on top of it, offered money.
-Come on, man.
[car door opens]
[Poonam] Wait, what are you doing?
Hey…
Gaurav, what a mess you have caused
at the Aggarwal mansion!
-We're just coming from there.
-Why're you shouting out here, Papa?
-Come inside and shout.
-No, no, no!
I'm not stepping foot in this house.
Okay, then.
Start your verbal violence
right where you are. Go ahead.
Ever since this child
came into your life, Gaurav,
you've been acting like a fool.
You're chasing away
customers from the shop.
Chhotu told me about it.
I'm slogging away day and night.
I'm trying my best
to be a good father to my son.
But how would you know?
-You've never done this in your life.
-Really?
And you directly sprang out
of your mother's womb
as an 18-year-old.
All raised and grown up?
What grade was I
when I fractured my hand the first time?
-Huh?
-[Gaurav] What "Huh"?
You know everything, right?
You raised me. Father of the year.
In which grade
did I fracture my hand, tell me?
Yeah, it was, uh… in the seventh grade.
[makes buzzer sound] Wrong answer.
You get a big fat zero. Mumma?
-Fourth grade.
-[Gaurav] That's the right answer.
But you don't get anything.
Because mothers never get anything.
We take them for granted all the time.
Let me ask you another question.
In which grade did I fail, Papa?
-Didn't you fail in every grade?
-Sixth grade.
Uh… Sixth grade.
Absolutely right, Mumma.
What's my best friend full name, tell me?
Does Pawan have another name? Huh?
Pawandeep Singh Gill
is his full name, Papa.
The truth is you know
absolutely nothing about me.
Because you were never there
Both of us have been raised by Mumma.
That's why this lecture on fatherhood,
you keep to yourself.
It's because of fathers
like you, you know,
that fathers everywhere
have a bad reputation.
Everyone is of the opinion that only women
can raise children, not men.
[sombre music playing]
[sniffles] Okay…
You're absolutely right, Son.
It was just your mother
who nurtured and raised both of you.
I was never there.
However, do you know where I was?
At the shop.
I was working there 16 to 18 hours a day,
sweating it out for you.
So that you could fail in the sixth grade.
And these expensive clothes and shoes
that you keep ordering
with your credit card,
you know, your father pays for them.
In fact, even these baby's diapers
have been paid for by your father.
Oh, hello, Papa.
Don't get so carried away.
I buy his diapers
with my own hard-earned money.
I'm also part of this business.
I'm the sole owner of that business.
-Huh?
-[Jatin] Yes.
And after this, don't even dare
to set foot in that shop.
Because, now at this moment,
I hereby disown you from my business.
-What? What are you saying?
-Don't interrupt me!
Be thankful, at least this house
was purchased by me in his name.
Or I would have definitely
thrown him out of here as well.
[tense music playing]
You want to be a single papa, right?
So now, my son, you are really single.
Completely alone.
Now, try to raise him.
Work hard and raise him
with your own money, my son.
[Jatin] Let's go.
Want to stay here? Let's go!
[music fades]
[kids talking and playing indistinctly]
These flippers are so smooth.
Flippers, wings!
-Correct!
-[phone rings]
I'll come back in a minute.
Hello?
Yes, Mr. Tomar?
Disaster has struck here, madam.
The air is heavy with tension.
Gaurav sir's father seems to have
disowned him from the business.
Are you sure of this?
He's asleep.
I was in the same area
as your liquor store yesterday,
so I thought I'd drop in to meet you.
And… I saw your father there.
You didn't go to work yesterday?
No, actually these days,
I have been working from home, madam.
-[Romila] Hmm.
-It says in the parenting books, right?
That parents should spend as much time
as possible with their newborn children.
Otherwise, their emotional
development might get stunted.
-How sensitive.
-Thank you.
So… how do you exactly run
a liquor shop from home?
Please elaborate.
Well, madam,
I mean, my father
is on a video call with me all day
because he doesn't know
how to… you know--
Can you tell me
the truth for once, Mr. Gehlot?
Every time I make an effort to trust you,
you manage to do something
to break my trust.
Please tell me honestly,
has your father
kicked you out of his business?
How do you know about that?
I just said I went
to your liquor shop yesterday.
-Papa told you?
-It's not important who told me this.
What's important is
what you have planned for the future.
Without an income or financial support,
how do you think you'll take care of Amul?
[light tense music playing]
I'll do something or the other,
of course, madam.
I mean, this is really absurd.
When, when fathers lose their jobs,
they don't leave their children
on the streets, do they? Of course, not.
Point taken.
I also have a few points.
Point number one,
as of now, legally,
you are not Amul's father.
Point number two,
that day, at the committee,
when you so loudly announced
that there is no difference
between Sayonee and you,
that you both belong
to the same income bracket,
you both run businesses.
Now, when you don't have a job
and she can take better care of the child,
you tell me,
who is the better option
for Amul's future?
Madam, Amul's future, present, and past,
no one knows better than me.
I will never let Amul want
for anything in his entire life.
Even if that means I have to sell my soul.
Well, I hope there are takers for that.
Now, I'm going to lay this out
plain and simple.
Because I'm a fair person,
I'll give you one more chance, okay?
You have 15 days
to get a job and sort out your finances.
If in these 15 days,
you can't find a job for yourself,
then, I'm sorry, I will
have to write it in my report.
And that is going to definitely
affect the adoption.
Then don't write this
in the report, madam.
-3:30…
-Fifteen days--
[Romila] …meeting number three.
[music fades]
[Gaurav] Hello, Rathi?
Okay, man, listen.
Can you tell me how many investments
are there in my name? Ballpark?
Yes, just under Gaurav Gehlot's name.
Zero? Okay, forget it.
What's the amount I have
in my personal savings account?
Why did you make me pay advance tax?
Get lost.
-There's no money.
-[Amul coos]
Listen, bro.
From today, Amul's diapers,
medicines, milk,
and in fact, all expenses
will be borne by Amul's uncle. Okay?
[Pawan] You don't stress.
Your brother is here. Don't worry.
Bro, you offered, right?
That's enough for me.
But that's it from now.
Enough of living on credit.
Now, I'll show Jatin Gehlot
that I am capable of earning my own money.
Who is this Jatin Gehlot, bro?
-That's my father, you idiot!
-Oh, Uncle's first name is Jatin?
[Gaurav] Yeah.
Bro, I am getting a weird feeling
as if we're on a sinking Titanic.
What are you going to do?
I'm going to find a job.
[laughs out loud]
[playful music playing]
-And who do you think will give you a job?
-Your company?
Hey, we don't have any vacancies. Don't
even think of applying in my company.
Oh, oh, okay, no problem.
Yours is not the only company!
I'll send my resume to whoever I can.
-It's not "resume", it's "résumé".
-Yeah, résumé! I'll send my résumé, man!
And it's not built in the air,
this résumé.
You'll have to make a résumé.
-Do you even know how to make one?
-Hey, you stupid idiot! I'm GG!
I won't just make a résumé. I'll crush it.
I'll spray it with perfume
and then I'll post it.
All the companies
will bloom with fragrance.
They'll all go mad!
And all the sharks of all these companies,
they'll keep running after me
with counteroffers.
"GG's 30% is mine. GG's 40% is mine."
Here, here, here.
That's how it's gonna be, you know!
I'm gonna have
the most amazing résumé ever.
Just wait and see what I do now.
Amul, my son, just watch.
Everyone will know your Papa's power.
[playful music playing]
[Pawan] Name. Age.
First field. Education.
What do I write? Twelfth pass?
Yeah, write twelfth.
I think I passed that grade.
Formal education is not important.
Life education is important.
And in the university of life,
I am Dr. Gaurav Gehlot.
I have done PhD.
[quirky music playing]
The thing is, I don't have a nanny.
[man] Tell me,
how do you spend your free time?
Sir, I like to wrestle.
My grandfather was a state-level wrestler.
-Wrestling is in my blood.
-This is not a bouncer's position.
Mr. Gehlot, do you have any unique skills
that set you apart from others?
If anyone asks about your specialty,
then tell them about something…
that only you can pull off.
I can use one hand to feed Amul like this,
and the other hand
to change his diaper at the same time.
-Your skills are of no use here.
-No one wears a diaper in the office.
How do you know that?
[music fades]
[Gaurav talking to Amul indistinctly]
Thank you, man.
What's Papa drinking? What's he drinking?
Found anything good?
Oh, I'll find something.
The amount of work
it's taking to find one,
it was easier to find a bride.
What kind are you looking for anyway?
I want one that makes my papa jealous
and makes it fun for me.
How disgusting, GG!
What happened?
How can you objectify the nanny?
-Talking about the nanny, are you?
-What else?
Oh, I was talking about a job.
Only if I get a job will I even be able
to afford a nanny, right?
Otherwise, how will we get a nanny?
Look, what Sharanya Aunty is saying.
Have a sip.
We are looking
for someone responsible, Mr. Gehlot.
Madam, that responsible person is me.
Whenever something goes wrong in our shop,
my father always says,
"Gaurav is responsible for this."
So, tell me what made you quit your job?
-It was because of what my father said.
-What?
You're fired.
♪ Rejected! ♪
♪ Rejected! ♪
♪ Rejected! ♪
♪ Rejected! ♪
♪ Rejected! ♪
["Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"
soft tune playing]
[sniffs]
Oops, kiddo, you did it again?
[sighs]
Amul, my son, try and understand,
the times are a bit tough.
If you can save even one diaper per day,
imagine how much we'll save in a month.
Work with me on this, please.
Pee and poop just a little less.
Okay, drink your milk,
then I'll get you changed.
[sighs]
[birds chirping]
[door bell rings]
Don't you miss your mumma at all?
[light music playing]
-[Gaurav] Mumma!
-Guggu.
-[Gaurav] Mumma.
-Guggu.
-Did you bring parathas?
-Yes.
[squeals]
[music fades]
[moans]
None of the parathas in the world
can taste as good as these.
People say, they like parathas with potato
or with cottage cheese.
I tell them, I like
my mumma's parathas the best.
Please come back home.
I'll make these everyday.
[light music playing]
This is a very
Mission Impossible request, Mumma.
Hey, you want some parathas?
Grandma got some.
[music fades]
What is this?
Guggu, your papa doesn't know
anything about this. This is my money.
I had saved it
out of the household expenses.
I have more.
Take it whenever you need. Okay?
I'll get some water.
[light music playing]
Mumma, whichever way you look at it,
this is still Papa's money, right?
I don't want it.
Guggu, basic groceries
have become really expensive.
Let alone, electricity, oil and petrol.
Running a home is not a joke.
So don't be so stubborn and take it.
[Gaurav] I don't want it, Mumma.
You've gone completely insane, Guggu.
This thing between the two of you
has gone on for far too long.
Let's go. Say sorry to your papa.
Come back to the business
and quietly return home.
This apology should come from Papa now.
And I will only come home when Amul
can come with me. Do you agree to that?
Amul?
Guggu, a child that drives you
away from your own family
can never be good for you!
Please, don't shout, he is sleeping.
Oh, and by the way,
it's you and Papa who drove me away.
So then by that logic, the two of you
as parents aren't very good for me either.
-Coming here was a big mistake.
-Take your money back.
I'm taking it.
I love you.
[music fades]
[Gaurav] Is Dr. Shantanu not here?
No, sir. We have a new doctor today.
Shreya Aggarwal.
I see. I'm done with this.
Hey, Dr. Shantanu is not here today.
There's some other female doctor.
-Female doctor?
-Yeah.
Is she hot?
I didn't ask. Should I ask?
Yuck! So cheap, man.
What a weirdo!
[chuckles] No worries, come on in.
We'll wake him up soon.
Hello, doctor.
[playful music playing]
-Gaurav?
-Hi! Shreya?
You are here? How?
[sighs] Where else would I be?
I did tell you, I'm a pediatrician.
Yeah, but you didn't tell me
where you practice.
-Pawan.
-Hi.
And this baby?
Yeah, baby. Isn't he cute?
I meant, whose baby is it?
He's… his kid.
-What?
-What, "what?" He's yours.
Take care of your own stuff, bro.
It's his baby.
-This is her, you know. She is Shreya.
-Shreya. Do you know each other?
Yes, of course!
You remember Goldie, right?
Nammo's Goldie? She is his cousin.
-Shreya! Dr. Shreya!
-Oh, okay!
-First cousin?
-[Shreya] Yes.
She's a Pediatrician here, bro.
Pediatrician.
[cooing]
-So, what's wrong with your baby?
-[hesitates] He'll tell you.
He, actually, explains it well.
He was saying that he noticed that
for the last day or two,
his cheeks look redder than usual.
And, three months ago,
he had a heart surgery as well.
And when did you notice this?
-When?
-It was yesterday morning
that you called me, wasn't it? To tell me.
-That his cheeks were getting redder.
-Yeah.
In fact, I noticed it yesterday morning.
And then I called him immediately
to tell him that this is going on.
[snaps fingers] Hi.
What's his age?
[snaps finger]
-Five…
-No.
-Four… About four and a half months.
-He's four and a half months.
[playful music playing]
The baby is his,
but you are answering all the questions?
I know, his wife has given up,
that's why she sent me.
-He doesn't know anything at all.
-Actually, it's just that,
he's very attached to Amul. He loves kids.
So sweet.
-Even I love kids.
-So sweet.
But obvious, of course.
That's why she's a pediatrician,
because she loves kids.
-You can bring him.
-Yeah, we'll bring him.
-Have you--?
-You've lost your mind!
[Shreya] It's an allergy.
Nothing to worry about.
Apply this cream twice a day.
And if after a week, the redness
is not gone, just bring him back.
-Yeah. Hey, bro, after a week…
-Yes, I got that.
Hmm.
Thank you. Come on.
Let's go.
-[Gaurav] Come on.
-[Pawan] Let's go.
-Gaurav?
-Yeah?
We should catch up sometime?
Yes, yes, sure. Why not?
Sometime. Sometime.
Korean heart.
[romantic music playing]
[Pawan] Bro, we had a narrow escape today.
[music fades]
[Pawan] This Shreya
has now got suspicious.
Before she tells Goldie anything,
you tell him yourself, please.
Or else, you'll get beaten up.
You should've told me we're meeting here.
I would've applied my SPF-70 sunscreen.
-[Namrata] Sorry. Hi!
-[moans] Hi, baby.
-What's up, Goldie?
-Hey, bro!
-Looking good, brother.
-Thank you.
Aww!
Whose baby is this?
-Nammo, will you tell him or should I?
-Why should I tell him? You tell him.
Hmm. Yeah, okay.
[playful music playing]
[Goldie grunts]
You're going to marry me,
but you can't tell Mrs. Nehra about it?
Correct.
You are adopting a baby, but you…
-You can't tell my parents about it?
-Correct.
You lied during the adoption process
that you'll never get married
and you can't tell our families about it?
You were thrown out
of your house and business
because of the adoption
and you can't tell Mrs. Nehra about it?
He's so smart! He's understood everything.
However, Mrs. Nehra
already knows all of this.
-So who cannot know about this, huh?
-We can't tell your parents.
[high pitched] I…
Okay. So now, we can't tell
anyone about any of this?
[both] Correct.
Okay, tell me something.
So, during our wedding,
we can't take any pictures?
Will we stay single on social media?
And what if someone
recognises us on our honeymoon?
Shall we say,
we're in a situationship, yeah?
That's a good point.
Can do. Yeah.
-Do we live in separate houses as well?
-No, no!
That's only when Mrs. Nehra
comes in for a check.
-Otherwise, you're good!
-[gasps] No!
[Gaurav] Yes, yes.
-No! Absolutely not!
-Man, Goldie, please listen…
Man, just try and understand.
It's not that big a deal.
It is a big deal, bro.
-I will not be able to maintain this lie.
-Goldie.
-I'll just tell everybody the truth.
-Hey!
What you have done. What she has done.
What I have done.
What have you done?
You haven't even done anything.
So what? I'll tell them that, too.
For safety sake.
I had told you, right? Didn't I tell you?
That I had a really hard time
convincing them.
-So don't rock the boat.
-I know.
But you guys don't seem to care.
All you're doing is rocking
the hell out of the boat!
Goldie, calm down. What's wrong with you?
Man, it's just a matter of a few weeks.
After that, Nammo
will be your beautiful bride.
And I will officially
be Amul's single papa.
Look, it's just a white lie.
It's harmless and sparkling
with the possibility of a bright future.
-And the wedding is definitely happening.
-Yeah.
Don't worry.
Just… few days more.
Please. Stand by me.
Stand with her, bro.
-This is not right.
-Aww, he's so cute. He agreed. He agreed!
-[music fades]
-[cooing]
Look who's here to meet you.
-Aww, Sweetie! Hi!
-This is Baby Amul Gehlot.
Amul!
[both chuckle]
[Aparna] Hi, Amul.
What does Papa call you?
-Cutie!
-Cutie!
Cutie!
-Here.
-Ah, look!
-Aww.
-Aunty's got a gift for you!
[Gaurav] Thank you.
-You want some tea?
-Hmm.
Come on, I'll make some.
[light music playing]
-Will Amul be here?
-No, he has to go to work now.
He'll be just fine.
He'll wave his arms and legs around
and stare at his toys. Come on.
-Here you go.
-[music fades]
-Thanks.
-Take these as well.
[drawer slides]
Some are coming here and some
are still going to Mom & Dad's address.
Yeah, this, changing address is a… pain.
Then don't change it.
Who knows, you might end up
at this address again.
[light music playing]
[phone rings]
Hi, Raghav. I'm good. How are you?
Tomorrow?
Um… I'm, actually…
Okay, cool, we can figure out. We'll see.
What time?
Keep it later, please? Yeah, 1 p.m. works.
Okay. See you. Bye.
-Everything okay?
-[Aparna] Umm…
Actually, I have a client meeting.
Uh, he is launching
a premium whiskey brand.
And you know,
I was to do all the research, the sales…
the expected sales,
who is going to buy the product,
et cetera, et cetera, all of this.
And I don't think I have enough time.
I'm not really prepared.
-And he wants to discuss it tomorrow.
-It's a whiskey brand?
Hmm. Everoak Spirits.
Okay, so ask me, then.
The alcohol business is my livelihood.
-You?
-Yeah.
Gaurav, this is not a random booze shop.
Hey! What do you mean by booze shop?
Okay, wait.
I have 16 years of experience
as owner of Badnaam Wines.
I have chugged the whole market
without soda or water.
And you know, I don't even burp.
I'm an expert at this, trust me.
Come on, take me with you.
Take me along and reap the benefits.
Think about it.
Come on, Appu.
-Fine.
-[Gaurav] Yes!
But you won't mention Badnaam Wines there.
Yeah, okay.
-And you won't flirt.
-[groans]
It's an office. POSH laws is a thing.
Yeah? There are posh
and poor laws as well now?
[playful music playing]
Tell me, really!
[Aparna] Ayaan, meet Gaurav.
He runs a successful chain
of liquor stores.
Badnaam Wines.
Umm… Gaurav, meet Ayaan.
He's the founder of Everoak Spirits.
A pleasure to meet you.
That's what they all say.
Umm… I thought, before we decide
on the launch strategy,
it'd be really nice
to meet somebody like Gaurav
who's been on the retail side
of things for years.
So, um, have you given him
the full download?
Download? Was I supposed
to download anything? I haven't done it!
-Download means information.
-It's okay. I can give you a quick recap.
So we are about to launch
a premium whiskey brand.
Our TG is high-end users.
And we are brainstorming strategies
to make a big splash in this segment.
The idea is to move the needle
without boiling the ocean. You get me?
So, tell me,
how can we place ourselves
to win over this market
and drive traction?
Premium whiskey launch.
Single Malt. Very nice. Understood.
Everything after that, no idea.
Aparna, am I wasting my time?
[scoffs] Not at all. It's very simple.
He just wants to know how their potential
customers can be targeted.
Oh, that's what he's saying?
Then you should've just said it like that.
Anyway, uh… let me ask you a question.
Have you ever got alcohol
from a small store?
-Unfortunately, no.
-[Gaurav] Exactly!
When you go on your international trips,
you buy all your alcohol
from the duty-free at the airport.
Right.
So, let me give you a bit of a download.
Actually, let's take a walk.
-Yes, please.
-I'll explain this as we walk.
So, the thing is, every liquor store
has five types of customers.
Number one, the regular.
[funky music playing]
They arrive once or twice a week
and get their favourite quart.
Number two is the drunk.
THE DRUNK
They are there every day.
And sometimes, they even come
twice or thrice in a day.
But these guys only buy
the 300-400 rupee bottle.
So, your whisky brand,
at least for these two groups,
is clearly out of reach.
Obviously.
Now, there's more to download.
After this, we have the third type,
The Confused Character.
They want to drink, but what do they want
to drink, even they don't know.
Then, at number four, we have…
The Corporate Idiot.
He's the weekend rager
who lands up every Friday evening,
and buys enough alcohol
for the whole weekend in one shot.
After that, we have number five,
The Mercedes Man. Just… like you.
He's a brand loyalist.
Their brands are etched in stone.
Generally, Japanese single malts.
They may change their wives,
but not their brands.
Now, you wish to target that Mercedes Man.
But to change
their taste is a difficult task.
You should ideally be targeting
type three and type four.
That is 'The Confused Character'
and 'The Corporate Idiot'.
These are the people who get a salary
of one, one and a half lakhs a month,
but they have tastes like royalty.
They'll buy Coldplay tickets
for 25000 rupees.
Every year, they want a new iPhone on EMI.
Credit cards are their best friend.
Their entire lives are dedicated to Insta.
They only want
whatever makes them look cool.
-[Aparna] Hmm.
-This is your customer.
If you manage to capture them, sir,
then 25% of the market share
will be yours.
Now tell me. Did you like my download?
Definitely very eye-opening.
-What he means--
-That his eyes have opened!
Even I can understand that much.
I may not be everybody's cup of tea,
but I'm someone's shot of tequila.
For you, I will do weekly consultation.
How about full-time?
-Job?
-Yes.
[scoffs]
I'd really love to, but the thing is,
I run a liquor business.
By the grace of God,
-money rains on me day and night.
-Okay. It's okay, mister.
But, but…
specially for you, I will manage.
Because I like you.
-Wonderful.
-[Gaurav] Yeah.
-My team will touch base with you.
-[Gaurav] Ah, okay.
-Thanks.
-Hey!
Why is he saying
that his team will touch my base?
Gaurav, you were so good!
Amul, look, your Papa
got his first job today!
I'm sure, one day, you'll show me
an offer letter just like this.
A job!
Oh, man.
[Gaurav] This is a miracle, Appu!
Thank you, thank you so much!
-Good morning, sir.
-Good morning.
[lively music playing]
Good morning.
[indistinct]
Good morning.
I don't have a nanny, actually.
Today's Papa's
first day at work, okay, Son?
Please cry a little less.
Easy, easy. There you go.
Good job!
[Gaurav] Hey!
[playful music playing]
Oh, man!
You've pooped already, Amul?
[Gaurav] Sorry. It's okay.
Papa has diapers.
Papa has everything with him.
What's going on?
Why is everyone here?
-Sir, there…
-Sir, he is…
[indistinct baby talk]
[Gaurav] Very nice. Good boy.
Let's put your shorts on now.
Finish. Finish!
Mr. Gehlot! In my cabin. Now!
[tense music playing]
[Ayaan] If all employees
start bringing their children here,
then this office will turn into a park.
-Sir, the thing is, I don't have a nanny.
-You better find one.
-It's time.
-Okay.
[Gaurav] Yeah, Jasmine?
Yeah, I did that already.
Listen, send me the number
of those agencies, please.
I want a nanny, a really good one.
Looking for a nanny is just so tough, man.
Send it to me. I'll give you a call later.
I'm picking up groceries.
Hi. How's it going?
[Gaurav] Hey, Meenu Aunty,
I needed a good, cultured nanny.
-Can you help me find one?
-[ominous music playing]
-Sure, GG!
-No, no, not you.
That was Meenu Aunty… Meenu.
[Gaurav] My God, I thought
adopting a child was difficult,
but finding a nanny
is far worse than that.
Okay, let me know, bye!
[ominous music continues]
Hey! Huh?
Amul?
Amul?
Amul?
Amul?
Hey, man, has anyone seen my baby?
He is a small child.
Someone took him from here!
How could you not see?
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[closing theme music playing]
[music fades]
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