01x01 - Rumour Has It

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Too much fabric, guys.

Yeah, seriously.

I'm looking a minimum

of six months pregnant in this.

-What else?

-Let me see.

Show me that.

That's gorgeous. That's nice.

The colour might be too much, right?

Okay, take a photo and show me.

Hey, guys, sorry for barging in.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-You had your breakfast?

-Yeah, just came to get some stuff.

Hey, listen, your suit is back

from the dry cleaners for the awards.

-So should I send it to the studio?

-Yeah, sure. Thanks.

Okay.

What, guys?

Nothing.

-Your boyfriend dumped you again?

-Nothing.

Just show me.

"A little birdie tells me

that there's trouble in paradise

for this artsy couple

who just celebrated

their second anniversary.

Rumor has it the husband has been

dancing to someone else's tunes

and the lady has designs

on a certain foreign import.

Maybe it's in her genes

to conquer international waters."

What rubbish, guys!

Where is this foreign import?

Stuck in customs?

Madam, left, left, left. Madam, left.

How will I learn if I don't drive?

I know what is "left."

Madam, why don't you hire a driver?

Why do you need to learn all this

at this age?

What do you mean, "this age"?

I'm not 60 yet!

And I've planned to do all the things

that I couldn't do until now.

I'll learn how to swim, I'll get a tattoo,

I'll learn how to drive,

and I’ll play the lead role in a film.

-Yeah, Mohini. I'm learning how to drive.

-Neena, where are you?

Today's my third lesson.

-How's it going?

-It's so easy!

Madam, stop driving.

You can't talk on the phone

while you're driving. You'll die!

-Please stop.

-Okay.

Hold on a second.

I'm stopping.

One minute, one minute. What blind item?

Yeah, Sheela forwarded it

on the WhatsApp group.

-Did you send it?

-Yes.

Hold on, let me just take a look at it.

Are you teaching or disrupting traffic?

But how is this about Masaba?

They've mentioned an artsy couple,

musician and designer.

Where is it mentioned?

It's in the tailpiece section

of the paper.

Are they having problems?

It's all nonsense.

They came over for dinner two weeks ago.

Okay, I'll call you later.

I have to finish my lesson.

-Okay? Bye.

-Bye.

Okay, let's go.

Home, please.

I've to go back to the driving school.

Other students are waiting.

Please, just drive.

-Masu!

-Hi, babe.

How are you, babe?

So I can't wait to see this amazing outfit

you've made me

for my Swachh Bharat thing.

I've made you a few options

and you'll love--

Okay, listen, babe.

I'll actually have to collect trash.

So I really hope it's comfortable.

Don't worry about that.

Would you like an iced vanilla latte?

I'm vegan now. Black coffee is fine.

Okay. Shweta, will you please get Kiara

a black coffee?

Is this the new collection?

-Yeah, take a look. I'll be right back.

-Sure.

Interesting, no?

Excuse me, mister, what's taking so long?

Why don't you relax and get a massage?

Give it here, I'll do it.

-It's done. Just two minutes.

-Do it quickly.

Ma'am, it's done. It's ready.

Come fast now, Gehna.

Babe, just one minute.

Wow, guys. The client's waiting downstairs

and y'all are just chilling.

Give it here. I'll do it.

Give me the blouse.

But is it too much?

No, it's fab!

And, anyway, you look great in everything.

Of course. But listen,

I feel like Tia was wearing a print

like this at her mehendi ceremony.

-Did you give her something like this?

-No, that was very different.

-Anyway, this is much better.

-Yeah, I quite like this.

Are you going for her

The final wedding on Friday?

There's so many weddings!

I can't be attending so many parties.

I'm so busy sh**ting!

Is it too soon?

I read the blind item, babe.

Listen, you know you can tell me

anything anytime?

I'm your friend first, then a star.

You know Vinay and me

are great together, right?

And I'm sure that journalist

has some agenda against us.

He's coming to the awards with me tonight,

so I think everyone will shut up.

Of course. In fact I knew this.

I don't even read blind items.

Someone just sent it to me.

Speaking of journalists,

has anyone called the paps?

-Yes, ma'am.

-Perfect.

-Should we do a final check?

-Let's.

Broom, please.

Slit? Leg out? Or what do you think?

-Little.

-Me, too.

Something's missing.

Put your hands down.

-Sunglasses.

-Okay.

I think this should do the trick.

I knew it!

-What do you think?

-Love.

Send me your Instagram handles

and I'll hashtag.

Bye!

Entourage, hurry up!

A broom for the sunglasses?

I guess that's a fair deal.

Hi, Masaba. Just heard about something

not very nice

I know it's all nonsense, but

I just wanted to tell you that

with marriage, you have to work at it.

It's not so easy,

and there will be ups and downs,

but you can't give up, okay?

Just call me, okay?

Please call. Urgently. Bye.

Take the next left.

Madam, madam, one selfie?

Madam, please take off your sunglasses.

-Ma'am, can you say that line?

-What line?

That one from Kamzor Kadi Kaun.

It was my favorite show.

I used to watch it after school.

"You may leave. Namaste."

-Okay?

-Thank you, madam.

What do I do about my mom?

She's just calling me non-stop.

Doesn't she understand

that I need my own space this time?

And you heard that voice note, right?

What was that?

I mean, wherever I go, whatever I do

everyone says, "Your mom is so cool,

she's such a badass.

It must be so cool

to have a mother like her."

I mean, just see this!

She did everything she wanted to,

but I've always been stifled.

I didn't even have a boyfriend

until I was

What the f*ck was that?

Did you just smell me?

No.

No No.

I was just wondering, Masaba,

do you know anybody who uses

The Garden of Eden by Nene?

I mean, you work with so many actresses,

and you work with them so closely,

you must know.

What's that?

It's a perfume.

Smells of, like,

vanilla and cinnamon and apples,

with a hint of mistress in it.

I don't know anybody who uses that.

Anyway, this blind item

Vinay isn't picking up anyone's calls,

so everyone's been calling me.

Ma'am. Shilpa left her jacket behind.

Give it to me.

You can leave.

You know, honey

don't let these tiny blind items

perturb you.

I mean, come on, look at me,

I'm a superstar's wife.

Do you know the kind of things

I hear about my husband?

These are all rumors, Masaba.

I mean, if I had to believe everything

that I heard about my husband

Oh, God, I would be in therapy. You know?

Only Sonam can send me to a therapist

who has more issues than me.

Does no one deliver the paper

to your house?

You've turned me into a ragpicker.

I refuse to subscribe to the newspaper.

When I read about others getting roles

over me, I get depressed.

-Show me that thing about Masaba.

-Here.

Welcome. You look like you need a drink.

Come. I'm trying some new recipes.

This one is Itchy Butt,

and I'm calling this one Dog's Tail.

Yuck! What are these names, Gia?

I don't wanna try.

Okay, I'll change the names.

Try them at least.

The bar's opening in two months.

I need a c*ck menu.

You know what? Give it to me.

I desperately need to day-drink today.

This is not bad.

So, then, should I name this one

"Blind Item" in your honor?

You couldn't stop yourself, right?

Had to bring it up.

What to do, man? Three journalists

have called since morning.

They want my quote

as your "close personal friend."

What the f*ck do I say to them?

Should I tell them everything?

What do you mean?

Just that your colon-cleansing bills

have bankrupted Vinay.

"Masaba's marriage in the toilet?

Is her a*s responsible

for the flushing of his assets?"

Please, Gia, shut up.

"After serving up

poisonous tears to Vinay,

Masaba spotted day-drinking!"

"Vinay has one solution

to Masaba's 99 problems."

-"Divorce, Divorce."

-"Divorce."

For real though, how are you feeling?

How are you dealing? And how's Vinay?

I mean, I've been inundated

with calls and messages since morning,

but I won't reply to them.

I'm stressed about Mom.

You know how sensitive

she is about these things.

Bro, she called me four times

since morning.

I just switched off my phone.

-Oh, God.

-Can't deal with it.

I didn't know you'd be here at this time.

It's my bar. Where else would I be?

Anyway, I'm here to get my camera bag.

Yeah, take it and go.

You dumped him again?

This time it's properly over.

You always say the same thing.

Bro, his exercise never stops.

Even after sex, he's like,

"Burnt 400 calories!"

Okay.

What's taking him so long, dude?

Has he gone to Kandivali to get this bag?

I'll shoo him off, wait.

Four missed calls from Mom.

Oh, God.

Stop it. You

Stop, please.

Started.

The tea is hot. Please drink it slowly.

KJo's launching this one, too?

Look at Sunaina.

She's bagged the Aquaclean ad.

Smitten by those big eyes,

everything is just given to her.

I never get anything. Where is it?

I knew it. I knew it.

Who wears such loose clothes at a wedding?

She was pregnant!

-Really?

-Totally trapped him.

Oh, my God!

-Okay, tell me where it is?

-Here it is, "Blind Item."

-"A little birdie--"

-How's the tea?

-It's fine.

-But you haven't tasted it.

"A little birdie tells me that there is--"

Drink it before it gets cold.

-"A little birdie--"

-Give it here.

"A little birdie tells me that there is

trouble in paradise for the"

Leave it, Neena. What's the point?

Everyone knows journalists write nonsense.

It's all rubbish.

Let it be.

But everyone's going to read it.

Even we're reading it.

Is it rubbish

only when it's about our daughters?

Everyone's going to read it.

Voice-call from Mom.

Voice-call from Mom.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Where is he?

-Hi. Sorry.

-You came.

Okay, let's go.

The lighting's bad over there.

Together, please.

Masaba ma'am, we heard

you're getting a divorce?

Would you like to comment on these rumors?

Vinay, was your song "Broken Lonely Heart"

about your divorce?

Guys, we're here together.

Why do you want to break up our marriage?

Ma'am, please one more

-No, that's it, guys. Thank you.

-No more questions.

Masu! There you are!

-Shekhar, what's up, brother?

-We were just talking about you

Wow! You were talking about someone else

other than yourself?

What a b*tch.

Come here, you.

Vini! Old-school. Micky likes.

So, when are you showing me

your new collection?

As soon as you put it

on the cover of Flair.

You haven't featured

any of my collections.

Honey, unless it turns me on,

it doesn't get on the cover.

You're so hard to please, Micks.

-Guys, I'm gonna

-Vins, you know I love your new song.

Send me the number

of the girl from the music video.

-I need a new face.

-Sure, I'll share it.

By the way, guys,

I'm so happy to see both of you together.

I knew you two would make it.

Come here. Group hug!

-I love you guys.

-Guys, I'll be right back. Sorry.

What do I say to him?

"Hi, Dhairya."

No, no. Too cas, too cas.

"Good evening, Mr. Rana."

No, too formal.

But it's better to be formal, right?

We can't wait to get started.

Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

I just wanted to say hello.

Sure.

Hi, Dhairya. I mean, Mr. Rana.

Great. Already f*cked up.

Hi.

Okay, he hates me.

Hi.

Mission abort. Abort, abort mission.

That's Vinay, my husband,

and that's Dhairya, my lead investor.

Hi, Vinay.

Do you know Dhairya never invested

in fashion before?

And his wife used to follow me

on Instagram.

-The investment was her idea.

-Ex-wife.

Ex-wife?

No one told me.

I did see a picture, but

No one told me. I mean It's final?

Are you divorced

or you're trying it out?

What's going on?

I mean, are you okay?

I mean Have you tried

counselling and stuff? Is it working?

Or what's going with all that? I mean

It must be tough but you know

people find people all the time.

You can find other people.

It all works out.

It's a good thing your business

depends on your design capabilities

and not on your communication skills,

or we'd both be out on the street by now.

Have a good evening.

Look at this outfit.

Are you nervous?

No, he told me they're giving it to me,

so

I meant about your speech

-Why?

-after the fiasco outside.

I'll be fine.

It's an art which I worship.

And to be standing here today,

being celebrated for the art and fashion

that I put out into the world

is truly a fulfilling feeling.

Thank you so much.

Give it up for Rahi Chadda!

And now, my favorite award of the year.

The Millennial Female

Fashion Icon of the Year.

Love. Love. Love, love, love, love, love.

She's bold. She's fierce.

We love her designs,

and she's my close, close friend.

Give it up for Masaba Gupta!

Well, I don't really know what

"Millennial Female Fashion Icon" means,

but I love awards, so thank you very much.

I want to thank you first, Micky,

and Flair Magazine

for this incredible honor.

I wouldn't have been here without my army

of amazing girls at House of Masaba

who actually do all the work.

And my mother, Neenaji,

the original fashion icon,

without whom

I wouldn't have been here today.

And last but not the least,

my incredible husband Vinay,

who apparently divorced me

as of this morning.

But he's still here.

And you could've just told me.

I had to find out from the papers!

So thank you very much.

It's wonderful, thank you!

-Ma'am.

-Ma'am, one photograph with sir.

-Thanks, guys.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

-Thank you, ma'am.

-Thanks for coming tonight.

-You're welcome.

It's always nice to see you up there.

-I'm gonna call my driver.

-What do you mean?

I've got my own car.

Ride with me and let the car follow us.

Masaba, I'm not going back to that house.

I've moved all my things out.

You can't move out now.

The blind item was published just today.

Just let things settle

and then we can talk about it, okay?

Look, I came here only for you.

I spent the whole evening by your side.

I was here for the whole event.

Isn't that enough?

No, really, I'm not going back

to that house. I've moved out!

Okay, let's not make a scene, please?

Just ride with me

and change cars at Juhu Signal, okay?

Please come.

Ma'am, sorry.

Now, what should I tell this girl?

She'll tell the entire office.

What difference does it make?

How many times will we change the story?

At some point, the truth will come out.

How long can we put on an act?

It's just till I figure out

what's happening.

I need time to process things.

I need to understand the situation

before I can tell the world.

What's there to understand?

People get divorced all the time.

Look, I have been surrounded

by controversy since the day I was born.

Okay? You won't get it.

All I'm trying to say is that you can't

live your life hiding like this.

So what should we do? Announce it?

I mean, even our families don't know yet.

Yours doesn't.

What?

You told your family?

Vinay, we were meant to talk about this!

What if your family tells mine?

God, now everyone will know.

Why didn't you tell me?

You have to ask me these things!

f*ck!

Masaba, I'm tired.

Let's just tell everyone and finish it,

please.

Okay, sure.

Why don't we put it up on Instagram?

That's not such a bad idea.

Vinay, I was joking.

Masaba, I'm being very serious.

I mean, it'll be so simple.

You won't have to give any reasons

nor any answers.

It'll happen like this

Just think about it.

Fine. f*ck it.

What should I write?

I don't know. You're the expert.

I think what we can say is

"Vinay and I

would like to inform you that"

I mean, shouldn't we make it a bit solemn,

some sadness

You know

-Can we be sad about it?

-Like, "With a heavy heart"

Yeah, "heavy heart."

"So it is with a heavy heart

that Vinay and I

would like to announce" Inform?

-Yeah.

-Announce? Announce is better.

Okay, check the grammar, all good?

-Yeah.

-Posting it.

Done.

"It is with a heavy heart that Vinay

and I are announcing our separation.

While the love and respect

we have for each other

will always remain,

we realized that our journey together

can only go on this far.

Even though our individual lives

will take us on different paths now

we know that we are not in this alone.

Knowing this is what gave us

the strength and courage

to be honest to ourselves.

And now,

we're finally ready to be honest

with all of you.

All we ask is for some time to heal

and acceptance when we reach out to you.

Every ending is a beginning.

We just don't know it at the time.

Love doesn't always

follow a straight road.

There are ups and downs,

detours and dead ends.

And only if you're very, very lucky

do you find love that lasts forever."