-[film projector clicks, whirrs]
-[crowd clapping]
[pleasant music playing]
[interviewer] When the lights dim
at the movies,
we dream with our eyes open.
But, Victor Uncle,
your films aren't just dreams.
They're truly a celebration.
[Victor] Thank you, thank you.
[interviewer] I learnt the tropes
of love from your films.
[Victor laughs heartily]
Forty years and Viktory Studios
is still ruling the roost.
-How do you do it?
-[Victor chuckles]
[Victor] My son,
cinema has never been
just a business for me.
It's my religion.
I live by this religion
and shall one day--
-[glass shatters]
-[car alarm ringing]
[man] Switch on the camera
and sh**t!
[reporter 1] Today has been
an eventful day
for the legendary Viktory Studios.
[reporter 2] News that will
send shivers down your spine.
A scandal has rocked the 40-year
legacy of Viktory Studios to its core!
[reporter 1] And here he comes
the movie maverick, Raghu Khanna,
who looks a bit like a deer
in front of headlights right now.
I'll find out what that old fox
has been up to.
I'll f*ck that bitch Nandy!
This shocking news has caused
quite a stir in the industry.
And the reason behind it is a girl.
-And her name is Mahika Nandy.
-[crowd chattering]
-[door shuts sharply]
-[breathing rapidly]
[musical crescendo]
f*ck you, Mahika Nandy!
[riveting opening music]
[music fades out]
[announcer] Next station, Andheri.
[catchy bass guitar music]
[vehicles honking]
[rapping] ♪ Life's hectic and busy here
It's tough to survive ♪
♪ Office may be in Dadar
But the house is in Vasai ♪
♪ In the noisy clamour
The mind's gone crazy ♪
♪ In the chaos of the film industry
Lies the vibe of Mumbai ♪
[singing] ♪ I wonder
What this jungle is ♪
♪ Why did I choose to wander here? ♪
♪ People are broke and penniless ♪
♪ Yet they've got expensive dreams ♪
-Hello?
-[woman] Have you reached office?
I wish.
In this city, reaching from one place
to the other takes a lifetime.
Laxmi Industrial Estate?
-Ma'am, no solo rides.
-Okay, fine.
Beta, listen,
I have transferred some money
into your account.
[Mahika] Why, Ma?
I was just venting to you the other
day, for no particular reason.
[chuckles] Don't be silly.
You deserve this.
It's my struggle, Ma.
Let me handle it on my own.
Let me work hard, Ma.
The money will eventually follow.
I'm transferring the money back.
Ma, I've reached the office.
I'll call you later.
-Wait, listen to--
-Bye!
♪ I feel so lost ♪
♪ I feel entangled ♪
-♪ I feel so lost ♪
-[Aditi] Hey! What's up?
'Sup!
How was Pyaar Dangerous?
[scoffs] Very dangerous!
Oh, God.
By the way, I have even more
-dangerous gossip to give you.
-[phone ringing]
-You'll love it.
-Wait a second.
-[Tarun] Mahika!
-Good morning, sir?
What good morning? Where are you?
I'm in the office, sir.
Yeah, whatever.
I'm calling in sick today.
You'll have to review
Pyaar Dangerous today.
-[comedic music]
-[Tarun clears throat]
Zico has shown up
from Viktory Studios.
He has a list of pointers.
Just play along.
-But--
-Just do it, Mahika.
-Sir--
-Don't stress. Bye.
-[music turns tense]
-[ragged breathing]
Shit.
[Zico] What was her name again?
I mean the critic, man.
Mahika.
Ah, I think she's here.
[upbeat music]
Mahika?
I am Zico.
-Tell me.
-I just had a word with Tarun.
He told me you're reviewing
Pyaar Dangerous.
It's Raghu Khanna's film.
Blockbuster!
It's shaken up the industry.
Just add to the hype now.
Four-star review.
Accept this as a token
on behalf of Viktory Studios.
A brand new phone.
If Raghu Khanna is happy,
then you'll be happy.
-[sighing]
-[music turns tense]
-[notification dings]
-One second.
-[music turns jittery]
-[notification dings]
[music rises]
[notification dings repeatedly]
[music fades out]
-[man 1] Roll sound.
-[man 2] Rolling, sir!
[man 1] Roll camera.
[woman] Rolling!
[man 1] And action!
-[hissing]
-[guitar riff plays]
[singing]
♪ There are many talks
About you and me ♪
♪ The lane you walk through
Oh, girl, that's mine ♪
♪ If you don't want to walk with me
Then tell me ♪
♪ I won't leave you alone
Halfway through ♪
♪ Don't turn your eyes away from us
Beautiful ♪
♪ Your class is distinct from all ♪
♪ You seem to be my special one ♪
♪ All other girls fail
In comparison to you ♪
♪ Your class, girl
Is unique and stands out ♪
-[gate thumps]
-[car revving up]
[keys jingling]
[music interlude]
-[man 1] And track in!
-[camera stand rolling]
[singing continues]
[suspenseful music fades in]
[man 1] Cut! Cut! Cut!
Where the f*ck is her focus?
On me.
But where is yours?
-Raghu, my brother!
-Hey, Arshad.
I'm focussed on the Rs. 101 crore.
Keeping a crore aside for myself.
What will I do with just 100, man?
Ah. [scoffs]
[Yasmin] You guys are always
only concerned about numbers.
I'm the only one concerned
about entertainment.
[alluring music]
Not yet. What about Agent Haseena?
Where's the press release, Raghu?
The world needs to know I'm working
on something like k*ll Bill.
Yasmin Ali in and as...
Agent Haseena.
Trust me, baby.
You are irreplaceable.
I've had a word with Gurmeet today.
Let the new draft come in.
We'll announce it immediately.
Now, give me that kiss.
[music continues]
[Badshah clears throat]
[Badshah] Congratulations, brother!
[Raghu] Brother!
I'll see you later.
Kudos for
Thank you, homie.
Your homie's composing the song
for your next film too.
It's a period film, bro.
End credits!
[Raghu, Badshah guffawing]
Congratulations!
-Take care, man.
-See you, homie.
That shady slimeball Saajan Morarka
is waiting for you.
The man has a pea-sized brain
but has set out to make films.
The idiot's bagged some rights
for a South Indian project.
-Should I shoo him away?
-Let him sit.
Get him a selfie with Yasmin.
Just keep him busy.
Let's go.
[Zico] Spot boy, please give
Saajan-ji some snacks.
[intriguing music plays]
[blows]
[Prithvi] Raghu.
The HELLO! photo sh**t
is all set up.
We'll do it in Victor sir's cabin.
Guts.
Also, Armaan wants to meet.
He is throwing his weight around
as usual.
Tell that dickhead to throw
his weight around at the gym
and get on with some acting.
What is the update on
-Prithvi?
-Yeah.
Doubled up the security,
created a special meeting zone
for fans.
You know how these Armaanians
can get crazy.
[Zico] They get straight up
your ass, man.
[Raghu] I like this. I like this.
Nice.
-How's the buzz for the film?
-[Zico] Hot as hell.
Sent out a bunch of gift hampers.
Everyone's gonna be
drooling with praises.
[Raghu] Good boy.
[upbeat music]
[door clicks, bangs]
[music turns intense]
[music fades out]
-Love it. Fab!
-[music fades back in]
Yeah, k*ller!
Fab! Come forward.
[music turns catchy]
What a shot! Fab, fab, fab!
-Superb!
-[shutter clicks]
[man] Three, two, one.
Go, Mahika!
[show opener plays]
Hello.
I am Mahika Nandy,
and I welcome you to yet
another edition of Chali ya Pity.
This Friday brings to you
Raghu Khanna's action-packed
romantic comedy-drama,
Pyaar Dangerous.
Dollops of action,
solid romance,
heart-warming comedy,
a bunch of twists and turns,
the perfect combination of logic
and entertainment...
-[breathes in]
-[taps cue cards]
The perfect combination of logic
and entertainment...
[breathes in, sighs]
It has none of it!
None of that
in this ridiculous film.
The film is not just amiss,
but it's truly a pity
that these filmmakers take
our sensibilities for a ride.
Pyaar Dangerous
has no signs of love,
and what's dangerous are producers
like Raghu Khanna
who think viewership can be
bought with money!
[whispers] We're f*cked.
[tense music]
You can hand me a brand new phone
to change my views
and manufacture a positive
word-of-mouth, of course.
But what we see on the big screen,
the feeling we get with every
dialogue, every crackling punchline,
the hero's dazzling entry
and the dynamic songs.
You cannot manufacture that feeling
because it comes straight
from the heart.
People resting largely
on their father's laurels,
and minting money from legacies,
put even nepotism to shame.
So, Chali ya Pity gives
Pyaar Dangerous 0 out of 5 stars.
Please don't waste time
watching this film.
Don't make yourself suffer.
Make people like Raghu Khanna suffer.
-[sloshing]
-[music builds]
...minting money from legacies,
put even nepotism to shame.
-Pyaar Dangerous 0 out of 5 stars.
-[notifications ringing]
Please don't waste your time
watching this film.
[car whirring]
-Yeah, come in?
-[man] Nitin, come in.
-Tell me.
-Son, the big daddy has arrived.
Victor sir? Shit!
[sharp footsteps]
-[cane tapping]
-[energetic music plays]
Zico sir! Problem!
Victor sir!
f*ck. Go stop him.
How can I stop him?
[grunts]
Sing, dance, strip or sh**t him.
Just go f*cking stop him!
[cane tapping]
Good morning, sir.
Um. You can't go in.
Can't go into my own office?
-You're fired.
-No, you're not.
[jittery music]
Yes, you are. Get out.
You move, and I'll whoop your ass.
[brooding music echoes]
-[cane taps]
-[footsteps]
-[music rises]
-[Zico whispers] Let's go.
This studio is my life, son.
A piece of my heart.
This is my legacy and nobody...
and I mean nobody
can take that away from me.
Not even my own blood.
You're doing a photoshoot to
celebrate 40 years of the studio
without the person who built
this studio from the ground up?
You might have given 40 years
of your life to this studio.
But you seem to have conveniently
forgotten the last 3 disasters.
Splurging every penny on your
magnum opus Imaan-e-Ishq was
the biggest blow to this company.
We'd have ended up on the streets--
Imaan-e-Ishq was my life.
[music softens]
I loved that film
more than my own blood.
I wasn't aware that you could
even love your own blood.
You haven't changed a bit
with the times.
Nobody wants to watch
your four-hour-long sagas!
The mantra today is to bounce
within 2 hours.
Time is money.
That's how you make a blockbuster.
Someone, please teach him
the basics!
I have left a mark
in people's hearts.
You sold that for a pittance.
Bribing people for a good review?
My son,
you don't buy prestige.
You have to earn it.
[inhales]
The prestige that you lost
a while ago.
[music turns melancholic]
[Raghu] Tsk-tsk.
You're behaving desperately,
just like a wannabe starlet.
"Put me on a cover, please!
Click a picture of mine, please!"
When the ones we grow up looking up to
are not worthy of it anymore,
they need to be put back
in their place.
It's unfortunate.
But it's true!
[riveting music]
[motorbike whirring]
Mr. Khanna! Hel--
[people chattering]
[music intensifies, fades]
Boss, that wannabe film critic
has f*cked us over.
She bashed the film and outed us,
telling everyone that
we bribed her.
Zico... just f*ckin' handle it.
[car revving, tyres squealing]
What's the name of the critic?
Some f*cking Mahika Naandi.
You mean Nandy?
Is she your neighbour?
[music turns comedic]
[door clicks, creaks]
[chair screeching]
[music stops]
[exhales]
What were you even thinking?
[indistinct chatter]
[inhales sharply, sighs]
Seriously?
I had told you. What happened?
Please tell me.
[popping knuckles]
I thought a lot.
A lot was going on and suddenly,
when it came to the phone--
You could have taken it.
You need a new phone.
You've been ranting about wanting
a new one for a week.
You should have just taken it.
I mean, it was just about a film
and a review,
and now it's a g*dd*mn movement.
A movement is what we need, P.
And the phone that you're mentioning
was a bribe.
It came down
to my self-respect, man.
High time you guys
stop making such movies.
Wait a minute.
What do you mean by "such movies"?
No matter how bad your review was,
it will still mint a 100 crore
at the box office.
All you care about
is your 100 crore.
Because films are made with money.
-They're made for money.
-And the sensibilities of--
-Oh, come on...
-Listen to this. Very interesting.
Raghu always says
there are two wheels
that keep this machine running.
Hits and flops.
A hit film helps you make 10 more.
If three of those become a hit,
you go on to make 20 more films.
But if we have 20 flops in a row,
we're doomed, right?
Massy money-makers are essential
so that your new-wave types
like Satya Krishnan can also
make the films they want.
He's a genius.
Don't drag him into this.
Whoa.
National Award and film festival runs
don't make anyone a genius.
His awards are rotting at home,
-just like he is.
-f*ck!
Shit.
What happened?
-[tense music]
-[phone line ringing]
-[automated] The number you have--
-f*ck!
What's up? Say something.
[phone line ringing]
Who are you calling?
The number you have dialled is busy.
-Shit.
-Mahi, what happened?
I'm talking to you, please!
I've been fired.
What?
Yeah.
-[music turns melancholic]
-[sighs]
[Mahika's mom] Enough now.
You've struggled enough.
Just come back home now.
I get worried.
You're all alone there, my love.
[Mahika] I know what I'm doing, Ma.
I need you to understand that.
Look, this industry is not made
for simple people like you and me.
I leave the rest to you.
-[eagle squeals]
-[crowd cheering]
[man 1] Where's Armaan, guys?
[woman 1] Everyone's waiting
for Armaan to show up.
Fans, reporters, everyone is here.
Bring Armaan as soon as possible!
[Nitin] Walking, walking towards
the vanity van.
[Sanjay] Don't just walk.
Run and get him here fast.
Copy, sir.
-Armaan sir's inside, right?
-Yeah, yeah. Go in.
-Why are you pulling his leg?
-[laughing]
-He's totally f*cked.
-[knocks on door]
-Poor guy.
-[door clicks]
[crowd cheering] We want Armaan!
We want Armaan!
[rushed breathing]
[whispers] f*ck, man.
[walkie-talkie static]
[Sanjay] What are you doing, man?
Where is Armaan?
Sanjay, he is sleeping here.
That sleeping beauty!
Kiss him and wake him up
and bring him quickly.
I've had enough of these actors.
I'm fried, man.
[stutters] Armaan sir.
Sir.
The media is here, sir.
Armaan sir.
The media is--
[whimpering in agony]
[stutters] Sir...
Hurts?
[stutters] Yes. A lot, sir.
Lesson of the day?
Learnt it, sir. Learnt.
[whimpers]
You try to f*ck with me and
I'll make sure you can't f*ck again.
-Mmm?
-Co-Copy, sir.
You may leave now.
I'll leave if you let go of me, sir.
[sighs]
Out.
assh*le.
[trailer door opens, shuts]
[knocking on door]
m*therf*cker!
Who the fuc--
-Hey, look who's here.
-[crowd cheering for Armaan]
Come on in.
Zico, stay here.
Prithvi, come with me.
[slurps]
Who am I?
Who am I?
[comedic music]
Armaan?
I know that, silly.
Who am I?
Actor?
[clicks teeth, inhales]
Everyone is an "actor,"
from Pankaj to Manoj.
I...
[inhales]
I am a star.
I often wonder
what pulls my fans,
my Armaanians,
towards me.
That magnetic pull that they feel,
what is it really?
It's there because they know Armaan
will always deliver something new.
Every time.
And that is why,
I've been thinking...
I've pondered upon it deeply and--
What?
[riveting music plays]
[Armaan] Parkour.
Nobody has done Parkour
in an Indian period film.
Raghu Khanna's 1857.
A legendary warrior's epic saga.
The warrior inside Armaan awakens.
[music fades out]
The youth will connect to it,
the single screens will explode,
and the multiplexes
will have standing ovations.
What else do we want?
What do you say, man?
Armaan, this is, uh...
We can't mess up history
and factual accuracy.
It's a period film.
Brother, Armaanians are going to come
to the theatre to check out your facts
or to look at me?
And by the way, we'll have to
rework the ending, okay?
Who's written this rubbish, man?
I didn't know Armaan is dying
in the end.
If Armaan dies,
how do we make a sequel?
How will we do it?
No, Armaan.
What you want cannot happen.
What do you mean?
Look, the schedule is ready,
the action is prepped,
we can't make last-minute changes.
We've written the script keeping
the logic and action in mind.
I can't ruin this film by
inserting Parkour into the mix.
How will I do the film, then?
[music rises]
How can I do the film
if I'm not a 100 percent confident?
This is my first action film, Raghu.
And it's my fifth.
So, leave the thinking
to the experts.
I know how to sell you
as an action star.
Trust me. I know what I'm--
Trust?
You?
I read the reviews
of Pyaar Dangerous.
You've been shredded to bits, man.
Left, right and centre.
And thanks to you, that critic
is being treated like an activist.
Don't give me this spiel.
So...
I really want to trust you, man,
but I just can't.
Actually, if reviews matter the most
to you, Armaan,
I'm the wrong guy anyway.
I'm a man of the masses.
I want the film to open
to a big number
and become the year's
biggest blockbuster.
If reviews are your focus,
why are we wasting any time
on this at all?
I might get negative reviews,
but at least I make the big bucks.
What about your last three films?
How were the reviews?
Not great.
And the box office?
Look.
-[footsteps]
-[drags chair]
You're the one who wanted
an image change,
and that is why
I put the film together.
It's chill, man.
I can shut it down if you want.
You know,
Shah once told me
something beautiful.
Stars only become superstars
if they have
the juiciest endorsements lined up.
A man of the masses.
The biggest of brands are lined up
for you because of 1857.
It's fine, man. Don't stress.
Prithvi, just check out
Duggu's schedule.
[footsteps descending]
[Indian trumpet, percussions playing]
Make some noise for the one
and only Armaan Singh!
-[woman] I love you, Armaan!
-[loud cheering]
-[loud percussions playing]
-[crowds shouting]
[crowds chanting, cheering]
[energetic music playing]
[crowd] Armaan, Armaan, Armaan!
Armaan, Armaan, Armaan!
[announcer] The King of all kings!
Our Lucky Lover Armaan Singh's
first action extravaganza!
-[curtains ruffle]
-[confetti blasts]
[chanting] Praise the King,
Armaan Singh!
Praise the King, Armaan Singh!
[announcer] Lucky Lover-ji,
show us some grooves!
[Prithvi] Gotta give it to Raghu!
He's not some amateur, bro.
He knows actors inside out.
-[announcer] Hail Lord Raghu!
-[crowd] Hail Lord Raghu!
[song playing]
♪ La La Lucky Lover! ♪
♪ I'm the name on every lip ♪
-♪ La La Lucky Lover! ♪
-[man] Whoo!
♪ I'm the thief of beats
That the hearts skip ♪
♪ La La Lucky Lover! ♪
♪ I'm the name on every lip ♪
♪ La La Lucky Lover! ♪
♪ I'm the thief of beats
That the hearts skip ♪
[loud cheering fades out]
[coughs]
-[squirting]
-[grunts]
[exhales]
[TV news about Mahika's review
playing in background]
[laboured breathing]
[dripping]
[sighs]
[news reporter] This has triggered
a significant public backlash
and created an uproar online,
tarnishing the once-iconic
Bollywood studio's reputation.
This marks a blemish
on our nation's film industry.
Mahika Nandy's campaign
against corruption in Bollywood
-and the unethical actions...
-You okay?
...Raghu Khanna has found
support from other critics.
Have you been seeing this girl?
[chuckles]
Whooped Raghu's ass and how.
Is nepotism to be blamed?
[new continues]
[exhales]
[box thumps]
[intriguing music]
I have made a decision, Deven.
[chattering]
[car whirring, tyres squeal]
Can't you see where you're going?
[window slides]
Ms. Mahika Nandy?
I'm Deven from Viktory Studios.
[music intensifies]
Come with me, please.
[music turns intriguing]
[cane tapping]
[music fades]
I had other ways
to bring you here,
but what can I say...
[chuckles]
Drama runs in my veins.
My apologies.
-Am I here because of the review?
-[laughs]
I mean, you got me fired.
So I'm confused.
I didn't get you fired.
Raghu Khanna did.
That's pretty much the same thing.
Not at all.
There is a huge difference
between Raghu Khanna and me.
A huge difference.
[cane tapping]
[Mahika] I'm assuming
he saw my review,
and he called me because of that.
I thought he'd get angry
with me or shout at me.
He only wanted to talk to me.
And I don't know
why or how, but strangely,
we had a connect.
Did he say anything else?
What do you mean?
I mean, who does this?
Kidnap someone and call them home?
What do
these Bollywood folks think?
That everyone is their die-hard fan?
Ma! You always digress
from the topic.
[introspective music]
[fabric rustles]
[Raghu] Hello.
[Victor] Go ahead.
[Raghu] Tonight, there is
a celebration.
[Victor] And?
[Raghu] You're invited.
Show up.
If not for me, then at least
come have a drink.
[Victor] Hmm.
[Raghu] The media will be there.
Try to put on a happy face.
[Victor] Oh, really?
-[confetti pops]
-[footsteps]
[Raghu] Let's not wash
our dirty linen in public.
Okay?
[Victor] Hmm.
[cloth hangers clinking]
[emotional music]
[perfume squirts]
-[inhales]
-[bottle cap clicks]
[music rises]
[song prelude]
♪ Oh, beautiful ♪
♪ With a heart of gold ♪
♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my world ♪
♪ Upon meeting you ♪
♪ I was assured ♪
♪ That my life is a story of love ♪
♪ Wondrous and pure ♪
-♪ You are my angel ♪
-[music quickens with beats]
♪ You are my love ♪
♪ You are my sunshine ♪
♪ From Heavens above
Because of you ♪
♪ My spring blossoms ♪
♪ In my world ♪
♪ Only you blossom ♪
-♪ Listen to my solo plea ♪
-[music warping]
♪ Your single glance ♪
-♪ Is what my heart seeks ♪
-[music muffling, fading]
[sighs]
[laboured breathing]
It is where I belong.
[Victor] It is where I belong.
[wings flapping]
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
What are you saying?
f*ck.
-Okay, wait. I'm coming to the office.
-[Mahika] Prithvi!
Coming right away!
f*ck.
Prithvi!
[Prithvi] VK sir is no more.
I have to go.
[haunting music]
[reporter] We currently bring you
heart-wrenching news.
Renowned director and producer
Victor Khanna has committed su1c1de.
A su1c1de note has been found
in his house.
The note states that,
due to the complexities of penultimate
stage of prostate cancer,
Victor couldn't fight anymore
and he committed su1c1de.
Victor Khanna's death
has shaken me to my absolute core.
Like the tragic and numbing endings
his films had,
Victor's real life has mirrored
his reel.
[reporter 2] He is survived
by his wife, Sarika,
and his son, Raghu Khanna,
the CEO of Viktory Studios.
-[machine whirring]
-[flames roaring]
May God give his family the strength
to bear this loss.
[match strikes]
[introspective music]
[music fades]
[footsteps echo]
Raghu!
Do you know which is my most
favourite picture out of these?
VK's and my mother's picture.
[photo frame rests]
[Yasmin] Where is it?
There isn't one.
-We never clicked one.
-[lighter clicks]
[throws lighter on table]
What would it have taken really?
Not like we asked for the moon.
Just his time.
[scoffs]
[melancholic music]
He had everything to give
but his time.
Every single night,
I'd wait up for him.
But he never came.
Mom gave up.
[music rises]
But I never did.
I was wrong, though.
He was shallow as hell.
And shallow people
don't deserve my tears.
[Yasmin gasps]
Known as the Godfather of Romance.
After 15 golden jubilees,
he gave a string of seven disasters.
This industry only salutes successes.
To replace his string of failures,
he catapulted me to remain relevant
and keep his legacy alive.
He gave me his name, his empire,
unwillingly.
[fabric slides]
I knew I had to make my own mark.
My own name.
I gave this studio every ounce
of blood, sweat and tears.
-And what did I get in return?
-[Yasmin moans]
That I'm not worthy
of this position?
I'm not going to cry.
Raghu, someone will see.
-I don't give a f*ck!
-Raghu.
-Raghu.
-This is all mine.
This house,
this studio and, most importantly,
this g*dd*mn time!
[rapid breathing]
Everything is mine.
Everything is mine.
-Everything is mine.
-[thumping]
Everything is f*cking mine!
[Raghu exhales]
[paper rustling]
[tapping]
"I, Victor Khanna, aged 74 years,
"do hereby declare this to be
-"my final will."
-[whistles]
Five plates of salmon sashimi,
three plates of egg fried rice,
garlic chicken--
Excuse me?
Oh, I'm sorry. Organising lunch.
Do you have seafood?
I'm vegetarian,
and let's get serious.
Ah.
There is a letter here.
"Viktory Studio was my ode
to the passion of love.
"My love for cinema,
for the audiences, for life.
"But times changed,
"and I lost my peace, my serenity.
"I could feel Viktory Studios
slowly going very far away from me.
"When your very own leave you,
"you should try and hold onto them.
"I created Viktory with my soul,
"but when it came crashing down,
I was a mere spectator."
[Victor] Who said I am dead?
[intriguing music builds]
I'll always live on
through my films.
Generation after generation,
my stories will be remembered.
And so today,
I present to you
Victor Khanna's final story.
The one that was left incomplete.
This story is about the people
I always kept at a distance.
I always delay things.
Like apologising,
expressing my love
or showing humility.
But not today.
I am ashamed
that I hurt my first wife, Devika,
and her daughter, Paromita.
[music turns intense]
I never embraced them.
But as I bid a final farewell,
I promise them that...
I will complete my unfinished story.
[scoffs] What?
What is he talking about?
I want audiences to reminisce
about their first love every time
they watch a film
by Viktory Studios.
What the f*ck is this bullshit
about love? Huh?!
And hence, effective immediately...
I leave my second wife,
Sarika Khanna,
with custody of my sea-facing bungalow
and an annual pension
of Rs. 1 crore.
And I leave
managing control of Viktory Studios
to my granddaughter
from my first wife,
Mahika Nandy.
[chilling music]
[wheezes]
This guy...
[riveting music]
[Raghu] Stop staring at me!
[grunts]
[glass cracking]
Stop staring at me, m*therf*cker!
m*therf*cker!
-[glass shatters]
-[car alarm ringing]
What the hell! My dad's car!
At least look before throwing, man!
[dramatic music]
Boss, this girl has messed
with the wrong man.
[phone ringing]
-Hello?
-Mahika, you must have seen the news.
We're sending you a car.
You have to come to the studio
at the earliest.
Can I please know
what is this about?
-Why are you--
-Come soon. I will tell you.
This shocking news has caused
quite a stir in the industry.
And the reason behind it is a girl.
And her name is Mahika Nandy.
f*ck you, Mahika Nandy!
[notifications popping]
[car whirring, door clicks]
Come with me, please.
[notifications popping]
There is a huge difference between
Raghu Khanna and me.
A huge difference.
Ma, did you see the news?
Is this all for real?
Ma, tell me something!
Why did you keep this from me
all these years?
Do you even realise
what I'm going through right now?
I don't know what to do.
Calls, messages... I don't know
what to do. I'm going blank.
I know this is a lot, but let me
just tell you the full truth.
He left my mother and me
only because
my mom couldn't give him a son.
[Paromita sniffles]
[Victor] Have you seen
any of my films?
There was never a craze at home
for films,
and my mum had a weird hatred
towards them.
I don't know why.
[sniffles] Poopoo,
listen to me carefully.
[car engine whirrs]
[Paromita] Everyone chases the sun,
but the closer you go
the hotter it gets.
[reporter] Mahika-ji!
Do you know Victor Khanna?
[man] Mahika is here. Mahika is here.
Bollywood's light
will drown you out.
Don't get lost
in its glitz and glam.
[car slides]
If there was something you could
change at Viktory Studios,
what would it be?
Sir, I would bring back
the old charm,
the old magic back at the cinemas.
The kind of cinema
where time comes to a standstill.
[cane taps]
-[reporters chattering]
-[cameras clicking]
[Victor] I want you to promise me.
You will always make cinema
that holds onto time
in the grasp of your heart.
No matter what happens.
What?
We might forget the films.
We might even forget the stories.
But what we felt for those three
hours in front of the screen,
we will never forget.
[musical crescendo]
[Victor] My dear, cinema has never
been just a business.
It's a religion.
Never forget that.
[exhales]
[Raghu] I am leaving Viktory Studios
and creating
my very own independent studio!
He is saying
there is no deal without Armaan.
[crowd] Armaan, Armaan!
[Raghu] You want Armaan?
I'll get you
his whole f*cking home town!
Raghu called and...
Satya, I want to make this film
with you and Armaan together.
A film with your vision.
[Satya] An enemy's enemy
is a close friend.
Montu Morarka, how are ya?
Where were you
when I needed you the most?
If I was really in it for the money,
I would have left you the day
you lost your inheritance!
[Armaan] She's smart, she's fresh,
she's confident but, most importantly,
she has understood the one main
rule of Bollywood really quickly.
There is only one God
and that is the star who shines.
Wake up. It's pack-up!
-[motorbike vrooms]
-[glass shatters]
And if you ever mention
my father again, I swear on him,
I'll f*ck your g*dd*mn happiness.
01x01 - Iske Siva Jaana Kahan
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