01x06 - A Star is Born

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Radhe.

The food's delicious.

Go ahead. Eat.

Pardon me,

maybe I arrived at the wrong time.

No.

Not at all. Come, join us.

How are you feeling now?

Good.

There's a well-known doctor in Delhi.

I'll take you there.

No need to worry about me.

I am absolutely fine.

We can postpone the

Sangeet Samrat competition.

I will talk to His Highness.

No need to worry.

Radhe will sing in my place.

What?

He is well prepared to

take the Rathore family forward.

Raag Basant Bahar.

The combination of 'Basant' and 'Bahar'.

You've practiced both

the raag separately.

But now you must learn

to fuse them creatively

and present them.

Fusion is a specialty of our family.

If you manage to master this

then you can give Digvijay

a tough competition.

I can hear Basant and

Bahar in your rendition.

To fuse them

consider the raags with colors.

Like when you mix the color

red and white to make pink

which is a different color altogether.

Similarly, you must fuse

the two raags in a way that

they evolve as a new raag altogether.

Bro

I need your help.

Not now.

I have to defeat her.

Come on.

And who is she?

My paying guest.

We're having a

competition since morning.

We've had 11 fritters, 26 patties,

and this is the 70th savory snack.

My stomach's about to explode.

Then stop this nonsense.

She said if I win, she will kiss me.

And now, she's four

dough ba*ls ahead from me!

No, sir, five dough ba*ls!

Thank you very much.

as*h*le.

Even if I get diarrhea

I'll wear a diaper and kiss her,

but I will kiss her.

Come with me,

this is much more important.

Come on.

No

Break. Break.

What is it?

Digvijay Rathore's music

school's inauguration is tomorrow.

And it's a VIP function, and if you

as*h*le.

I'm five dough ba*ls away

from kissing an Italian girl and

you're disturbing

me for this stupidity. Rascal.

The function's tomorrow.

Tomorrow

I'll think of something.

Now get lost.

- I won.

- You won?

Now let's move on to the

last competition of the day.

Come on.

She won't quit until I don't explode.

Bro, start preparing

for Indian Idol instead

and stop dreaming about

winning Sangeet Samrat.

He sings even better than Panditji.

He sings well.

I taught him.

You see, I can see music in everything.

If you let me, I'll get your body

to play beautiful music

Hey, Shrivastav!

Sex?

Why aren't you dancing?

I was dancing,

and looking very sexy by the way.

And look at you,

sitting here with a sad face and lonely.

Like a star who doesn't

know how to handle his success.

So I thought

maybe a quickie would cheer you up.

Okay seriously, what's up?

You've worked hard for this success,

and you should celebrate.

Either we celebrate together

or we mourn together.

Your call.

I went to see Digvijay

Rathore's performance today.

I've never felt so scared

in my life before, Tamanna.

I just stood there watching him.

He is an amazing singer and

I can never defeat him.

Have you lost it?

This is not you, Radhe.

You never give up.

Listen to me

You've literally begged for your music.

Sang for 21 hours straight.

And how can you suddenly give up?

I don't want us to lose

this family because of me.

And that will never happen.

I mean look at you.

You entered my world.

A world you knew nothing about.

And you took it by bloody storm.

Not to forget you're the uncrowned

king of the classical world.

Do you really believe

I can win the competition?

I bet my blue hair on it.

Masked man.

I am a huge fan.

Will you please dance with me?

Of course, he will.

Please.

One second

If you feel like a quickie, then

Go on. Give little

attention to your fans.

Little

The girl in red.

What?

For your threesome. That's what

you're checking out, right?

The one in the middle

is conventionally hot

but the one with the cleavage

has fire in her eyes.

Also chubby.

Shut up, Arghya.

Anyway we start preparing

for the new song tomorrow.

Husband, wife, and mistress.

Only the wife and mistress.

Hey, what?

You knew the deal.

Radhe signed on for only one song.

Even my mother thought

she will have only me.

But she had three more after me.

She also knew when you have

something good, you have to repeat it.

Repeat.

Well, not this time.

Radhe has a lot of

sh*t going on in his life.

Tamanna, everyone has

sh*t going on in their life.

But a true artist takes that sh*t,

they dive into that sh*t

and make art out of it.

No, Arghya.

Radhe has already gone

out of his way for me.

I will figure this out myself.

Tamanna, your score is still 1-1.

Alright.

This is your last shot.

Queen Eli is going to make her decision.

You know you need him.

This is how Digvijay will sing.

Panditji's health is deteriorating.

Chalk.

I think if he isn't treated soon,

he might turn deaf for life.

That's unfortunate.

Your Highness, I come seeking your help.

Of course, go on.

If you could lend me 50 lakhs

for his treatment, or

50 lakhs?

Are you going to retrofit

him with elephant ears?

Your Highness, report.

We will have to travel

to Delhi for the treatment.

Good hospital, good doctors.

We might even have to

stay for a couple of days.

There is no need for any of this.

I built a pretty good

hospital out here too.

Get him admitted.

We'll get a good doctor from Jaipur.

Give him the best treatment.

I'll speak to them.

They will give you 50% discount.

Tell the manager to remind

me and I'll put in a word.

Thank you.

Son

did you get what you wanted?

He could have refused

if he didn't want to help.

If things are so bad,

then why don't you talk to Digvijay?

Highness insulted me,

and now you're embarrassing me.

I will never ask for Digvijay's help.

Even if I've to ask that

rascal Munna Lal's help.

Goodbye.

Panditji.

What are you doing here?

Go back to your place.

Go back to your place.

You are still experimenting.

Until you don't master both the raag,

you will never

be able to sing a fusion.

Your Basant raag is good, work on Bahar.

Hello, Munna Lal.

Hello, Raju. Hello.

Please sit.

The bike's well maintained.

I know you used it as collateral,

but it's as good as mine.

And what a performance.

Far better than the

one's available today.

So how can I help you?

I need 50 lakhs on loan.

Bablu, go get a bottle of cold drink.

No. There's no need for that.

It's for me.

And what will you collateral?

I don't have anything for collateral.

Doesn't matter.

I hate to say no.

Interest 30%.

Ghanshyam.

But 30% is too high. Please

I am charging you only 30%

because you were my classmate.

Normally, I charge 35% to everyone else.

And I am not even asking

for collateral for the amount.

Come on.

Sign here.

Give me.

Can I sign a week later?

Of course.

It's your shop, and we are simply

your servants.

You don't even invite me to your home?

What is this some kind

of caste system or what?

What are you doing here?

Because you are not

answering your phone.

You are behaving like I am

blaming you for getting me pregnant.

I am busy preparing for

my Sangeet Samrat competition.

Even I don't have time to waste.

Pick up my f*cking phone, man.

Fine, what happened?

What happened?

Tamanna she is screwed.

This third song is very crucial for her.

And without you, she is nowhere.

She loves you so much that

she won't ask for your help.

But she needs you, man she needs you.

Even I love Tamanna,

Arghya, and you know that.

And you know what's going on here.

So tell me how can I handle this?

If this song isn't a hit,

then her dreams will be

Think about it.

I'll talk to Panditji.

- I'll tell him

- No, no

- One artist to another.

- I'll talk to him. Don't worry.

- Did you ever have tea made in clay oven?

- No.

Come, I'll take you.

During my younger days

the father of my friend used to own

a confectionery shop in our area.

And my friend loved sweetmeats.

But his father was a big miser.

He wouldn't let him eat even one.

He would account for every piece.

- Do you know what he did?

- What?

When no one was looking he would

suck the sweetmeat

and keep it back in the wok.

That's gross!

By the way how is the song coming?

Pretty good, actually.

- Good.

- Very good.

She must be calling to congratulate you.

Take it.

Hi, Mom.

Congratulations, darling.

I heard your song.

This has to be the

best song you ever created.

Thanks, Mom.

But I don't understand one thing.

Why did you take that boy?

Why are you saying that?

He is very good.

Little too good.

He's completely overshadowed you.

It's a collaboration, Mom.

Of two different genre singers.

So don't compare.

Okay.

Well done, then.

You really know how to lift my spirits,

don't you?

I was just being honest.

She still thinks I am a loser.

You know her, don't take her seriously.

She is my mom.

How can I not take her seriously?

Tamanna

You can I

I was very excited

for my mom's 35th birthday.

I still remember I made a

special happy birthday tune for her.

Using the special effects

from the keyboard.

I spent an entire month

working on it.

I was so nervous to

perform in front of her.

And when I did, you know what she said.

In the second "To You"

you went off-key, dear.

I was 9-years-old

and since then nothing has changed.

Nothing I do is ever

good enough for her.

I've millions of views on YouTube,

millions of fans, but

for my mother I am

just a mediocre singer

who can never be an artist.

That's why I had a dream

to perform with the

best pop singer in the world.

Queen Eli.

To prove her that she was wrong.

That I am good enough.

I am probably going to fail that too.

Tamanna. I want to sing with you.

Even you believe that

I can't do it alone?

No no

Your mother is wrong.

In life

I've often been in situations where

I wanted to say no, but I couldn't.

Papa got me a job,

Panditji fixed my wedding.

I just accept the situations.

But you

You are not someone who gives up.

You don't need me.

But I

I still want to sing with you,

because maybe

Maybe

it will make me a little bolder.

And what about Sangeet Samrat?

No. I can't let you

screw that up for me.

I love your blue streaks.

I won't let you get rid of them.

- Hi Superstars.

- Hi.

Well, the stats of your

last song arrived this morning.

And they are looking good.

Now our research team has come

up with a very interesting strategy.

And this strategy is based on numbers.

And the numbers are accurate.

We've decided that the

next song will be a solo.

A solo with masked man.

Radhe, they loved your voice.

They really loved your voice.

And what's intriguing is the

curiosity of who is behind the mask.

And Tamanna, you will compose this song.

You want to stop me

from singing my own song.

Come on,

Tamanna, it's the best strategy.

But not for me.

Fine, you can sing the hook of the song.

And you know the song belongs

to whoever sings the hook.

I won't do a cameo in my own song.

Tamanna, it's only for one song.

Pardon me

whether it's one or one thousand,

but we're going to sing together.

Radhe, you will be an overnight star.

The only star here is Tamanna.

If she doesn't sing,

then I won't either.

Okay, I'll get back to you guys.

Bloody hippo how dare

he proposes something like this.

Bloody as*h*le. Who does he think he is?

I will make him eat his own beard,

or my name isn't Arghya.

Arghya, give us the room for half an hour.

One hour.

- Guys.

- Arghya

Get out.

Get a room means to get your own room

not my f*cking room.

Sir, did you get locked out.

- I'll just open the door for you.

- No.

Just come back in an hour

and change all the sheets.

Sure, sir.

Good day.

Come.

What do you want now, as*h*le?

Do you have any more

sisters left to get engaged?

They are all married.

Maybe a granny

One of them is dead, the other is

married too.

Then say that your granny

is sick and come pick me up.

Where are you going?

Delhi.

As you all know, that Blue

Bandit and the Masked man's song

has taken the country by storm.

Our song has received

more than 20 million views

on the first week of the release

and still counting, mind you.

But you better hold your hearts

because for the first time pop

and classical are going to fall in love.

And it's called Bandish Bandits.

And this remarkable, unstoppable, pair

have started work on their next song.

It gives me great pleasure

to reveal the first exclusive look

at the poster of our next song.

Blue Bandit and Masked man,

will you please do the honors.

Ladies and Gentlemen, please put your

hands together for the Bandish Bandits.

Darling, smile for the cameras.