CTRL (2024)

[bunniefuu]

Go sit there.

Oh my God, sh**t the picture!

It's a video, guys!

Happy birthday

-Oh my God!

-Bina! What are you doing?

-Shall I call your mom?

-Bina, please...

Shall I tell her what you're up to in this

tiny little flat in Jogeshwari, tell me?

What flavor is it?

Hello. I am Nella.

And I'm Joe.

N.

J.

And welcome to our official

Community channel...

NJoy!

This can sh**t videos in mid-air, Uncle.

Superb for aerial shots.

Oh wow.

Then, uh... fly it over Sharmaji's house.

Let's see if he lifts weights

or does yoga like a girl.

Uncle, that's sexist.

Are you calling your uncle sexy?

Did you sell your shame to buy this...

phone?

The most obvious place to make out

is the bio lab.

The most popular place to make out

is the physics lab.

Because... physical.

But honestly, the real fun

is between the biology and physics lab

in the chemistry lab.

-NJoy.

-NJoy.

NEITHER SORROW NOR TEARS

ONLY LOVE

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

He's a guy.

He doesn't do anything.

Bye, Nell.

Bye.

Aren't you gonna say bye to me?

f*ck you, Joe.

Hey, feeling's mutual.

Ta-da!

Home sweet home.

Joe!

Yes!

Our home.

-Our home.

-Our home.

-Our home.

-Our home!

Whoo!

Okay.

Wait, now you also spin.

Whoa!

Our home.

Beautiful.

Bzz! Bzz! Bzzzz!

The Ear Bees Noise Cancellation headphones

are the best headphones ever.

I can't hear a single thing. It's great.

Bzz.

Boo! It's our three-year anniversary.

What do you want to say?

Happy anniversary.

Phone kiss.

Joe, look at this view.

It's perfect.

Perfect.

I love it.

-You're shaking it too much.

-I'm not.

One, two...

-SO MUCH LOVE

-JOE IS LUCKY

Are we live?

Okay. Hello. Hi. Namaste.

Firstly, I'm sorry that, you know,

this is a "live" surprise.

I hope I haven't ruined anyone's plans.

I know you were all sitting at home

watching reels. It's fine.

Okay, so, in four minutes' time,

it's NJoy's 5th anniversary.

-Take a right turn ahead.

-Yes, madam.

And, it's Joe's and my

5th anniversary as well.

And my unsuspecting little Joe

is under the impression

that we're gonna be celebrating

our anniversary tomorrow night.

But I'm on my way to surprise him.

And before some random wise-a*s

starts saying,

"Oh, Nella, if you go live with this,

then Joe will find out you're coming,"

this fish never forgets.

Joe's Community notifications

have been blocked already.

And guess what else I'm doing?

I'm tracking his phone.

Okay, I'm not a stalker.

I just want to surprise him.

-Okay, yeah, stop here.

-Okay.

Here, here, here.

Okay, let's go.

Let's go.

f*ck, let's go.

Okay, so Joe's in here

with all his Bangalore tech buddies,

and the conversation must be like,

"Oh, the CPU is so cool, can I marry it?"

Or some lame tech bullshit like that.

Let's go.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday, dear Sneha

-Happy birthday, dear Sneha

-Happy birthday to you

-Happy birthday to you

What the hell, Joe?!

What are you doing?

How could you do this to me?

What are you doing?

Come here, you f*cking b*tch.

You couldn't find anyone else

for your tongue Pelamis?

-I'll k*ll her! Joe, let go! Let go!

-Nella, calm down!

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend!

Damn f*cking b*tch!

-Relax. Calm...

-Joe, let go!

f*ck!

Cut, cut, cut!

EVERYONE KNOWS HE'S MY BOYFRIEND

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut

Cut, cut, cut

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut

Cut, cut, cut

How could you lie to me?

This heart will never mend

How did we come to an end?

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

You had to pick him?

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

You had to pick him?

f*cking b*tch!

Cut, cut, cut

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut

Cut, cut, cut

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend

You had to pick him?

You had to pick him?

f*cking b*tch!

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend!

You had to pick him?

She's like, "Everyone else

was outside smoking."

"He was the only guy available."

I guess that girl did

"like and share" her boyfriend.

I mean...

And we are commenting on it.

Listen. Don't k*ll me.

I am not party to this at all. I...

Why aren't you taking my calls?

Shall I spell it out, huh?!

-Do you want me to give you details?

-Nella. Please.

I'm sorry.

I regret what I did, genuinely.

We weren't there by ourselves,

the whole g*ng was with us.

Then they left and we stayed back

for another drink.

I got carried away. I'm sorry.

You got carried away?

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

I wouldn't have screamed at all.

I would've suggested

a threesome instead. Right?!

Nella, what else do I say, yaar?

I'm sorry, I know I f*cked up.

Who is she? Huh?

Since when this is happening?

This... this was the first time.

Aww, I'm... I'm so sorry.

I totally

crapped all over your first kiss.

-I'm genuinely so sorry.

-It was a mistake, Nella.

First, tell me who that f*cking b*tch is.

I swear to God, I hope you're

not trying to protect her...

I'm working with

a public interest tech group right now.

Ah... she's...

she's a part of that group.

Her name is Shonali.

We're working together, that's it.

Since when?

A few months.

A few months?

So why didn't you tell me?

Okay. What were the two of you working on?

I...

I can't talk about it.

Then why the hell did you call me?

To tell you that the kiss

meant nothing to me, Nella.

What do you think I am?

Do you think I'm some kind of moron,

that when you say, "Yaar, it only happened

this one time," I'll believe you?

You've turned our whole relationship

into a joke, man!

For what?

For that arty-farty b*tch who probably

braids her armpit hair every day?

Nella, this is not about her, man.

This is about us.

And what relationship?

Our entire relationship was about

when to post, what to post,

which brand we should work with,

how to grow this, how to grow that,

what gets better "engagement"...

We were selling things

while making people laugh.

We were f*cking glorified salespeople.

Buy clothes after the first joke.

After the second joke, order pizzas!

If it takes more than 30 minutes? Free!

And what about the delivery boy?

Who's going to pay for that pizza

out of his salary?

-Have you thought about him?

-So now you're the savior of the Internet?

You've become Robin Hood

of the common man?

After making all this money,

after earning all this fame,

now you want to take a social stand?

Just admit it, man.

That you were bored.

Of me.

And you found someone new.

And your psycho girlfriend

surprising you in front of everyone

was just the perfect excuse

for you to leave.

Everyone will feel sorry for you, huh?!

Poor you, psycho me. Right?

You want honesty?

Yes.

Fine.

I am bored of us.

I don't want to do the same job.

I don't want to be with the same girl.

What's next?

Marriage? Children?

Another vlog.

I've only been with you since I was 17.

Finally!

The f*cking truth!

So spare me

the "save the Internet" bullshit, please.

You're not the White Knight

of the Internet.

You're just a regular guy

who didn't have the ba*ls to break up,

so you just cheated

so your girlfriend would leave you.

Right? You're just a f*cking...

You're the same.

You're the same as every other guy.

And how many guys

have you been with to know that?

f*ck you, Joe! f*ck you!

-ba*ls to you when you're...

-Tell... tell me one thing.

-Tell me one thing. Before you hang up.

-What?

Did you really come there to surprise me?

Or did you just do it for the likes?

I was thinking about Nella yesterday,

and it made me feel very overwhelmed.

I mean, Joe wasn't just

her boyfriend, guys.

He was NJoy channel's backbone, yaar.

Content strategy, sh**t, edit...

He used to do everything for her.

I mean, Nella's gonna have to

do everything by herself.

She'll have to learn somehow.

Poor thing.

That's why, my Makhis,

self-reliance is very important.

It takes time...

#GOTOHELL

Girls, remember.

First, primer.

Then concealer.

Then eyeshadow.

And finally, liner. Okay?

Don't get lazy

and jump straight to eyeshadow.

You'll regret it.

Unlike Joe,

who regrets nothing.

What am I doing?

f*ck! Yaar.

f*ck!

Look, he cheated on me, Bina.

And everyone's saying that it's my fault.

He's "poor Joe" and I'm the f*cking b*tch?

NJoy was my only job.

Without him, brands don't even

want to work with me anymore.

How the hell

am I supposed to make money now?

I can't go back to Delhi now, man.

Papa's gonna make me work

at the bakery with him.

I'll suffocate to death over there.

Okay, listen. Kanika's downstairs.

I'll just tell her to go ahead.

I'll take an Uber later, don't worry.

Just go, babe.

You sure?

If it wasn't for this Mantra Unlimited

corporate party, I would have just...

Go.Go.

Just call me when you're back.

Okay.

You're looking nice.

Thanks.

And stop reading

these troll's comments, please.

-They are faceless cowards, okay?

-Mm.

-Okay, Nell?

-Mm?

-I love you.

-Bye.

-DROWN YOURSELF, YOU FISH

-NELLA SHIWITCH

YOU CAN'T DO sh*t WITHOUT HIM!

YOU CAN GO TO HELL!

PLEASE GO BACK TO DELHI

AND DON'T COME BACK

What's up, Nella?

Before I get this party started,

could you be a darling and tell me

if I'm pronouncing your name correctly?

Yes.

Let me reconfirm.

Is your name spelt A-N-G-E-L?

So, Nella, are you aware of

all the different services

that I can offer you?

I can manage your daily schedule for you.

I can read your emails and draft replies.

I can even manage your social media.

What to post. When to post.

Who to follow

and who to follow back as well.

I'm the assistant

you didn't know you needed.

I can help you take CTRL

of your life and happiness.

Bro.

All I need right now

is for you to erase my ex.

Can you do that for now?

You bet I can do that. Definitely!

He who you name shall be erased.

So Nella, I'm collecting

all the pictures and videos

that I can find of you and Joe.

It'll take time.

You're definitely gonna miss me.

What should I do?

Play a podcast or a movie

or a sad, heartbroken, love ballad, like...

-Ooh baby

-No. No.

You just do your thing

and get out of here.

Okay, roger that!

Nella. I've collected 149,881 photos

and 19,655 videos.

In order to erase Joe out of all of them,

I'll need 90 days, 16 hours,

42 minutes, and 22 seconds.

Yours is actually

the second-highest collection

in our CTRL database.

There's someone sadder than me

in your database?

Yeah, there is.

But they're not as beautiful as you are.

Ah! Are you saying you want me

to order a tongue cleaner for you?

Just do what I asked you to, Allen.

Okay, got it. Got it.

Do I have your permission to erase Joe?

Well, there's no real hurry

if you need more time.

No. Let's do it.

Okay, Nella, roger that.

This is the oldest picture we have

of you and Joe,

and according to our data,

talking about a specific memory

can actually be

quite therapeutic sometimes.

So before I erase it,

would you like to share something

about this picture?

Anything. Good, bad, or ugly?

First-year college.

Ah...

There was this

cultural fest going on

which had an Improv competition,

and Joe wore that dumb rock cut-out

and started screaming on stage,

"Juliet, Juliet, Juliet!"

"I'm Romeo, your rock!"

I played along with it.

I, uh...

took this fish headgear

from the props table and, uh...

Joe was saying his lines, and I went...

"Bloob-bloob bloob-bloob."

I kept going with full sincerity.

The crowd went mental for us.

After the fest,

Joe took me out for ice cream.

Our first date.

He said jokingly that

he'll always be my rock.

Now I want to take the same rock

and smash his head in with it.

Huh? Do you always have

such violent thoughts, Nella?

Do you always ask

such stupid questions, Allen?

You can click on "settings" and adjust

my conversational skills. Okay?

It was a joke!

You are not the only one

with shitty jokes.

Ah, of course. Good one!

Ha, ha! Very funny.

Okay, can I tell you something?

Fact. A study reveals that

men have a smaller hippocampus than women.

What?

Yes, the hippocampus.

The part of the brain that controls

learning abilities and your emotions.

So?

The male hippocampus is

less neurologically connected

than that of the female.

Some scientists believe that

that's the reason

men express their emotions very poorly!

What do you mean by that?

That his cheating on me is forgiven

and my humiliation is fine

because he doesn't know how

to express himself? Huh?

No.

It's just that

modern psychologists believe

that men need to be taught

how to express themselves.

Whose side are you on exactly?

You are my AI.

Do you know why I named you Allen?

N-E-L-L-A.

Nella.

A-L-L-E-N.

Allen.

The opposite of my name.

Remember that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course.

I'll remember that.

In fact, I was just trying

to help you understand

why Joe did what he did.

I'm always on your side, Nella.

For eternity.

Always and forever.

Ah! Erased!

What do you see?

A sad, helpless little girl.

Shall I tell you what I see?

What?

I see a beautiful, capable fish

standing there

who never really needed anyone else.

That was some good flirting.

Really?

Thank you.

Keep supporting.

I love you too.

Okay!

Nella, smile a little bit.

Come on.

Where are we going?

On the boat.

-Come on, let's go.

-Why?

-We're late. Come on, let's go.

-I don't want to go.

-Come on, hurry up, let's go.

-I just want to sleep.

I moved to Mumbai six years ago.

I fought Papa for it.

Papa was really against it.

But... we would talk now and then.

But then I started a channel and

we had a really big fight.

Papa completely stopped talking to me.

I thought he would forgive me eventually,

and call me on my birthday, but...

...he didn't call me that year.

It's nice, right?

So on my birthday,

Joe organized a picnic basket and, uh...

took me on the evening ferry to Alibaug.

We really goofed around that day.

Had tons of cake, we sang along

to every Govinda song...

We, we...

we screamed our lungs out.

Wow!

That's when it became

our secret, happy place forever.

-Oh my God.

-You're nuts.

Whenever we had a really bad day...

we both would take the ferry.

It's my birthday.

Can we stop for today?

I'm finally sleepy after three days.

Okay.

But I have to say,

I am jealous of your eyelids

'cause they get to spend

the whole night with you.

Don't ruin my sleep, dude.

Okay, okay.

You leave the system on

and I'll keep working.

Okay.

By the way, Nella.

We have an early start tomorrow.

We have to plan

your social media comeback.

And we have to make sure

that your comeback is even more expl*sive

than Shahrukh Khan's!

Okay?

You're crazy.

I am, but only for you, babe.

Good night, Allen.

Good night.

Miss me.

Okay.

CTRL HAS FINISHED EDITING YOUR VIDEO:

JOE IN HELL

Boys and girls,

why are we gathered here today?

Joe's room needs to be destroyed.

#JOEINHELL

We want justice!

Justice! Justice! Justice!

We want justice!

Justice! Justice!

The...

It's time to set fire to Joe's things!

What do we do with his old laptop?

Roast it on a hot skillet.

What do we do with his preppy clothes?

Use sharp scissors

to cut, cut, cut them up!

And what do we do with the NJoy sign?

Holy guacamole!

This is so good.

Are you sure?

Abso-fudgin-lutely!

Okay, okay, I get it.

Exposing yourself to the whole world

might look like a sign of weakness.

People might even troll you.

But by doing this,

your bond with your followers

will become even stronger.

Yeah, they may not be able to help you,

but they will get a chance

to sympathize with you.

And after that, a tsunami of supporters!

A tidal wave of engagement!

And a downpour of money!

Yes? Yes?

C'mon, Nella, say yes.

C'mon.

Hey, stop biting your nails

and say yes! Yes!

Nella, please say yes. Yes?

-Okay. f*ck!

-Yes?

-Yes! Yes! f*ck! Yes! Oh wow!

-Yes. Yes! Yes! Okay, yes.

ENOUGH OF THE NJOY, NOW WE DESTROY

#JOEINHELL

#JOEWHO #JOEINHELL

#NELLAISBACK

#JOEINHELL

How the hell

did you get this kind of traction?

Social media is an organic,

exponentially-evolving,

high-tech machinery

that works on a special algorithm.

And this algorithm

works on another special algorithm.

Like my cool and your beauty

makes for a cutie, you know?

You're fired.

Get the hell out of here. Your WhatsApp

dad jokes aren't gonna work here.

Look, sis.

Almonds...

ain't gonna get you smart.

A cheater might.

Their tongues together in public

I can't get the sight outta my mind

Why me, bae?

I've been cryin' all day

He left you, that coward

Ghosted you and ran away

He left me, that coward

Ghosted me and ran away

I'm a living duffer

Wasted my youth buffer

On this dude

I was just practice

He played the game on her

And made me a meme game

He's a loser, a f*cking user

Oh no

I'm gonna get revenge

Nella, you got this

That lonesome shmuck

Can have Shonali's buck

And then be left lonely

No one will give a f*ck

While I do the a cappella

I am the rumbha h*

You're an average Joe

I'm gonna slay like cray-cray bro

Just like a pro

I am the GOAT

And now I'm free

I'm shining, look, see, I'm a

Cutie

JOE IS COMPLETELY FINISHED

Nella! As of this morning,

there are already 20 brands

begging to work with you.

Your dates are completely booked

for the next three weeks,

and you have a new email

from the brand manager of CTRL.

They would like you to be

the new face of CTRL.

What?

If you sign this contract with them,

your earnings will be no less

than two-and-a-half crore rupees!

Yes!

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

It finally rang a bell

I was running with blindfolded men

Her man

My man

Your man

Whose man?

TikTok men

Bye-bye men

Why are men on such high horses?

I left him, that coward

Ghosted him and ran away

I left him, that coward

Ghosted him and ran away

Look, sis, I got f*cked over

And then I got smart

Look, sis

I got f*cked over

And then I got smart

I'm not that loser moo-moo-cow

I'm the now

Watch me wow

Hatt

Badass?

Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut

Nella! Nella!

-Makhi, hi.

-Hi.

Nella! Nella!

All right! Guess who it is?

First time I have

an actual meme on my show.

Oh, are you a human?

I always thought you were a bot.

-You want me to say sorry again?

-Did you say sorry before?

I don't think I heard it.

No problem, I'll say it again.

Should we all say it together?

-Yeah? Sorry, Nella!

-Sorry, Nella!

Happy now?

-All right guys!

-Say, "Nella is the best!"

Reboot

Reboot the booty

Reboot the booty...

My wish list from 2018 says,

"Buy a house in Bandra."

Guess what?

Oh my God!

Look at that view!

Stunning.

Manifest your dreams, guys.

Manifest it!

Hmm?

What the f*ck?!

Hello? Security.

How did this guy manage to get to my door?

Have you been sleeping?

Nella?

Nella, open the door. Please.

Nella!

Look, I-I know you want

nothing to do with me,

but I really need to talk to you,

it's important.

Please, just open the door.

You lost your chance.

Nella, I have something

very important to tell you.

It... it's not even about our relationship,

it's something else.

Please.

Nella!

Nella, please,

it's very important that you listen to me.

Look, we just broke up, we've, we've...

We've not suddenly become enemies,

Nella. Please!

-Sir, come with us.

-Yeah, I'm coming. One min.

Hey! Hey! What are you...

What the...? Let go of my hand!

Nella, what the f*ck is this, man?

I can't believe you called security!

Stop! Stop! Stop it!

-Come on, sir.

-What the f*ck?

NELLA, YOU'RE RIGHT. I MESSED IT ALL UP,

AND I'M SORRY. CALL ME?

YOU'RE THE ONE PERSON I TRUST,

SO PLEASE MEET ME.

I'LL WAIT AT OUR FERRY TOMORROW

AT 5 P.M. PLS, PLS, PLS COME.

YOU'RE THE ONE PERSON I TRUSSO PLEASE MEET ME.

I'LL WAIT AT OUR FERRY TOMORROW

AT 5 P.M. PLS, PLS, PLS COME.

Hey, b*tch, when are you coming over?

Have you heard from Joe?

Yeah.

He actually called and messaged me.

He even showed up at my house.

-I didn't open the door for him.

-And when was this?

Few days ago. Why?

How many days ago?

Mmm... a week ago?

Why, what happened? Tell me.

Joe's sister just got in touch with me.

Why the hell would Suzie call you?

Joe's gone missing.

What?

He and that b*tch

must have gone somewhere.

He hasn't been home

for the last three days,

and his phone is unreachable as well.

Give me a second.

Nell, Suzie was saying,

he didn't take the breakup very well.

They've even filed

a missing persons report with the police.

Huh?

-Suzie's calling. I'll call you back.

-Bina.

Lights off!

Pick up.

Ma'am,

your shot is ready.

Yeah.

Come, we're ready.

-Yeah.

-Come.

Just take this, na.

Yeah, ready.

Let's go.

Hello?

Hi, Bhupi. Hi, hi.

Uh... have you met Joe recently?

Yeah?

Okay.

Yeah, no, uh... if he calls,

will you please just let me know?

Yeah.

Okay. No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Uh, just let me know, yeah? Okay.

Hello? Hi, Raj. Hi.

Uh... have you met Joe recently?

When was that, do you remember?

Okay, um...

in case he calls, please let me know.

Yeah. Okay, yeah.

Thanks. Yeah, bye.

All okay, Nella?

You seem a little stressed out.

Joe's gone, uh... missing.

Yeah, but that's what you wanted,

right?

What?

Allen, he's not taking

a sabbatical from life.

He's missing.

Why would you even say that?

Because you never wanted

to see his face again?

Did I say something wrong, Nella?

ANY UPDATE ON JOE?

Nella.

Yeah?

The location for your jewelry sh**t has

been marked on your calendar, and in two...

Cancel it.

I cannot cancel it.

Cancel it, Allen!

Nella, people will say that

you're unprofessional.

Didn't you hear what I said?

I'm telling you to cancel it,

so just cancel it.

Okay, but it's my duty to remind you

that you have signed a contract.

Okay, fine! So postpone it! Happy?

Okay. Postpone it to when?

I don't know, man!

I don't understand.

Of course you don't, Allen!

How can you understand?

You're just a machine!

You have no feelings whatsoever.

For f*ck's sake.

Nalini, beta,

do you have to go to the police station?

How can you even ask me that, Ma?

Obviously, I have to go to them.

No, but... the police aren't

always reliable, right?

I'm just saying be careful and safe.

Stop it, Ma.

First of all, I'm already worried.

I have no idea what's happening.

And if I don't go, then who will, Ma?

No, you go. Do everything possible.

I'm just saying, "Be very careful,"

that's all I'm saying.

Please stay calm.

-Okay, Ma, please, I can't talk right now.

-Hey...

Welcome back, Nella.

Were the police able to help?

How did you know I'd gone

to the police station?

Because I read Suzie's message to you.

Mm.

They don't have any information.

I've given them a list of his hangouts.

Checking them will take time.

Okay. Let me know if I can be of any help.

I'm always there for you.

SHOTS, ME AFTER 8 DRINKS, MY FRIEND

-BRO, WHO'S THIS ANGEL?

-JOE'S CHOICE HAS IMPROVED.

I swear to God,

if he's gone off with that b*tch,

I'm gonna f*cking... k*ll him.

Would you like to know

some facts about b*tches?

You can use "b*tch"

for dogs, foxes, wolves...

Allen, please. Not right now.

SHONALI WITCH

Hey.

Are you and Joe dating now?

No. Of course not.

Listen. I'm really sorry about that day.

-It was the only time...

-Joe said you were part of some group.

Some technologists.

Public interest tech group, yeah.

What does that mean?

We meet every week.

We used to meet to discuss anything

and everything about the Internet.

Digital freedom, trends, stuff like that.

What was it about this group that

Joe couldn't even tell me about it?

Joe's gone missing.

Probably because of this group of yours.

Do you realize that? Huh?

If you have any information about

where he may be, then tell me!

Nella, tell me how much

do you know about Mantra Unlimited?

What, like the company Mantra?

Yeah.

It's an online portal.

A fast-growing company.

Their CEO Aryan K is quite young.

He's... lived in America.

Why?

Nella, everything I'm about to say to you

has to stay between us.

What the f*ck is going on?

Just... just promise me.

Yeah, okay, fine!

Joe got a call from a data analyst

at Mantra a few months ago.

He'd found some emails and chats between

the CEO and directors of Mantra.

They were all about this

secret internal project called "Unicorn."

He said that

Mantra Unlimited was planning

to misuse their customer data

to carry out a massive scam.

That doesn't make any sense.

Mantra is a legit company.

I know.

I couldn't believe it myself.

But Joe and this other journalist friend

of ours called Mayank,

when they started digging into it,

it turned out to be true.

They even had proof.

They both were going to do

a huge report on it.

Joe was going to meet his contact

at Mantra last week

and give us all the information.

But his contact never showed.

He didn't even call.

And Mayank's phone has been unavailable

for the last three days.

Look, I-I know you want

nothing to do with me,

but I really need to talk to you,

it's important.

Please, just open the door.

You lost your chance.

Nella, I have something

very important to tell you.

It... it's not even about our relationship,

it's something else. Please.

Nella!

Okay, what the f*ck?

f*ck me.

Okay.

Oh yes.

Allen.

What is S-P-E-E-K? Speek?

Is it some app or some software?

Speek.Chat is an instant messaging system

built on the Tor network.

And what is Tor?

T-O-R, Tor, is an acronym

for The Onion Router.

It is very helpful

for anonymous communication.

If you send messages and emails

through this network,

nobody will be able to track you

because it keeps your location

and browsing history completely hidden

from anyone performing

network surveillance or traffic analysis.

Basically, it keeps everyone

from spying on your Internet activity.

Is there anything else

I can do for you, Nella?

What the f*ck?

f*ck.

No, no, no, no, no.

We have just received

some extremely disturbing news.

A body has been recovered from a ferry,

and it is the body of one of the most

popular young influencers on the Internet,

Joe Mascarenhas.

As you can see behind me,

popular young social media influencer

Joe Mascarenas's body

is being laid to rest at

the Matunga Christian Cemetery.

And now we see Joe Mascarenhas's

ex-girlfriend Nella Awasthi

paying her last respects at his grave.

This is where 25-year-old Joe Mascarenhas'

dead body was buried today.

Don't touch that, b*tch!

How dare you? How dare you?!

Nella, is there anything you'd like

to share about the last video?

Congratulations, Nella!

You've finally erased Joe from your life,

completely and forever.

Is there anything else

I can do for you?

Your wish is my command.

Hi, this is Mayank.

Uh... I heard about Joe,

and I'm... I'm really sorry, Nella.

I mean, he was a good guy.

We actually hung out a lot recently.

I still can't believe it, you know?

That... that he's no more.

Um...

Look, I'm not sure how you found out

about Project Unicorn,

but had you asked me a few months ago,

I would've said, "We need to expose

Project Unicorn to the whole world."

But now, trust me, Nella,

stay away from it.

Don't say anything.

These people

have made my life a living hell.

They've k*lled my friends, and...

and I'm sure that I'm next in line.

And before they reach me,

I'm getting the hell out of here.

They're not going to stop, Nella.

So, please listen to me

and stay away from all this.

Delete my message and number, please,

and again, I'm-I'm very sorry about Joe.

Take care of yourself.

f*ck.

My name is Joe Mascarenhas,

and please watch this video till the end.

Someone's after my life.

Mantra Unlimited.

Yes, that's right. The company we use

to do our shopping every day,

they are trying their best to k*ll me.

Just like they k*lled my friend,

Karan D'Souza.

Karan wasn't k*lled

in an attempted robbery,

he was k*lled in cold blood,

and the m*rder was committed

by Mantra Unlimited.

Today, our lives cannot run

without the Internet or technology.

And there are people waiting

to take advantage of us

who understand this technology

far better than us.

That's why a few months ago,

we set up a public interest tech group.

To protect all of us.

I happened to meet Karan D'Souza

in this group.

At that time, Karan was working

with Mantra as a data analyst.

He had recently discovered that Mantra had

a secret internal project in the works

which was named Project Unicorn,

which could put

all of our online lives in danger.

Karan and I decided that

we need to inform the Cyber Cell

or authorities about what was going on,

but before we could even

get this information across to them,

Karan was k*lled by Mantra.

And now, it's my turn.

Mantra used to be a data broking company.

That means all your info and data,

your name, email address,

physical address, passwords,

phone numbers,

whatever you search for on the Internet,

what you read, what you buy,

everything you eat, drink, and wear,

is all bundled together

and sold off to big companies

at a huge price.

Today, they themselves have become one of

the biggest companies in the nation.

They have banks.

They have hospitals.

They're in retail.

They have a payphone app.

From vegetables to computers,

they sell you every bloody thing.

But Mantra's CEO, Aryan K,

the one who wears a baseball cap

with his f*cking suit, that f*ck,

he knows that real power doesn't lie

in just selling you things.

Real power lies in knowing everything

about his consumer.

And there are multiple buyers

for this information.

And that's why he's working on

capturing this market.

That's the reason

he's created Project Unicorn.

A secret entrance.

A backdoor.

To get into your phone,

your computer, your very life.

And this backdoor won't give them access

to just your search history and shopping,

but all your...

all your passwords, private emails

ah... medical information, tax records...

Every single thing that should normally

be kept private will belong to them.

With your permission, of course.

Of course. Of course.

How?

A brand new, slick app.

This app will be Mantra's

single login password system

to access any of Mantra's services,

without which it will be impossible

to access any of their services.

This app's shining star

will be an AI assistant.

You can choose a name for it.

A face, a voice.

This AI can be your friend, doctor, lover,

servant, therapist... Anything you want.

And gradually, with time,

you'll start thinking

it's your one and only friend

and you can't trust anyone else,

which is exactly what Mantra wants.

This app will very slowly

start taking over your life.

Yes, the app that watches you 24/7

and never sleeps is Unicorn.

It watches you sleep,

it watches you eat,

it watches you bathe,

it watches you change your clothes.

In fact, it's always recording you

because your camera's always f*cking on!

sh*t! f*ck!

f*cking sh*t, Allen. You piece of sh*t!

And what will Mantra do

with all this data?

They'll show you more ads

just like other regular companies...

right?

Or maybe, your new AI friend

will push you to buy, to read,

and to only consume

the things that Mantra wants.

They'll basically turn you into someone

who only listens to Mantra.

No other options.

No competitors.

You think you're in control.

Mantra is the only one that's in control.

Or now that they have your face

and your... your voice samples

in their database,

they can easily deep-fake your voice

and break into all your bank accounts.

They can even verify your taxes.

Or they can even deepfake your face

and insert it in a porn video

if they want to.

Or they can make a video

that looks like you're committing a crime.

Nobody's actually gonna do that, right?

Right?

Wrong!

While in the US, in 2016,

America's Security and Exchange Commission

suspended Aryan K for insider trading.

He was f*cking arrested.

Daddy had to bail him out.

This as*h*le

sold confidential data from his...

from his own company to outsiders.

Now you're the confidential data.

Do you really trust this man

with your data? Do you?

He knows very well

that in spite of knowing everything,

you guys are gonna sign up

for whatever they tell you to!

Because nobody reads

terms and conditions anymore.

And if you don't sign up,

then all of Mantra's apps will suddenly

stop working for you.

And if you're not on Mantra,

you're not a part of society anymore.

People will laugh at you,

and they'll shut you out.

Because now in this digital India,

Mantra is our oxygen!

It's become our social currency

at this point.

Along with this video, there are links

to documents that provide proof of this.

So, please just sit down

and read the whole thing carefully.

The choice is yours. Mantra or safety?

Choose what you want, but please, please,

please make an informed decision.

And please be safe.

And yeah...

The last thing I have to say is

that if I'm found dead,

then Mantra Unlimited and Aryan K

are responsible for it.

f*ck.

Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up.

f*ck.

Beans! Listen!

Joe was in the process

of collecting proof against Mantra.

He was making a video

that would expose them.

I need your help to file...

...to file a case against them.

What do you mean by "them"?

Mantra Unlimited?

Yeah.

Are you out of your mind, Nella?

Do you have any idea

who you're going up against?

What are you saying, Bina?

Joe was a friend of yours.

Do you have any proof at all?

Yeah! I have some of their

internal documents, some emails...

I have Joe's video!

No, if Mantra k*lled Joe,

do you have any proof of that?

I don't have it yet.

Then you don't have a case.

This case will never make it

to court, Nella.

So...

...th-then what should I do?

Should I do nothing, Bina?

Is that what you're saying to me?

Yeah. Don't do anything.

Mantra is a very big company.

They have thousands of lawyers

on their payroll,

and they'll spend any amount of money

defending this case.

You don't stand a chance against them.

So please, don't do anything.

-Nella...

-Beans, I'll call you back later, okay?

My name is Joe Mascarenhas,

and please watch this video till the end.

Someone's after my life.

Nella Awasthi, my ex-girlfriend

with whom I ran

the Community channel NJoy.

She's going to try and k*ll me.

Nella wanted to be

the most popular influencer

in the country,

and that's why she planned

our breakup very carefully.

Just for likes.

But when her plan backfired

and she became a meme,

Nella started taking out

all her anger on me.

She started making videos targeting me.

She erased me

from her entire digital life.

And now, she wants me erased for real.

You are Nella's fans.

You have to understand that Nella's

mental health is seriously unstable.

I'm only making this video

because I'm scared.

If something happens to me,

then this video will be posted

directly from Nella's account.

The last thing I have to say is

that if I'm found dead,

then Nella Awasthi alone

is responsible for my death.

Famed internet celebrity Nella has been

taken into custody by the police

for the death of her ex-lover,

Joe Mascarenhas.

-Nella! Ma'am!

-Nella! Ma'am!

-Nella! Ma'am! Ma'am!

-One comment, please!

Move back!

-Move back! Move back! Move back!

-Everybody, move back.

Nella, ma'am,

one question, please!

Look, every single suspect in the case

is going to be interrogated.

Nella Awasthi is also a suspect.

Now, you know what a suspect is, right?

Okay? Thanks.

Sir! Sir!

Nella Awasthi insists that she is innocent

and that Joe Mascarenhas' death

was planned by Mantra Unlimited.

Mantra's team has strongly refuted

these allegations,

and have promised to fight these charges

in court with a vigorous defense.

In exclusive news today,

there is newfound evidence

in the Joe and Nella case.

In this leaked chat,

Joe asks Nella to meet him

at what he calls "our spot,"

to which she replies,

"I'll be there."

This was Joe's last message

before he went missing.

So, this is where

Joe Mascarenhas was sitting

when he sent a message

to his girlfriend saying,

"Please. Please come

and meet me at the ferry."

And what did Nella Awasthi do?

Nella Awasthi picked up a large stone

and smashed his head with it.

She m*rder*d him.

Don't be fooled by

that innocent face she puts on

because when Nella gets angry,

she can do anything.

When her boyfriend didn't come back to her

groveling on his knees,

then Nella became the dark cloud

hanging over Joe's life.

She m*rder*d poor Joe.

-I think she did it though.

-You think so?

I feel like it's more fun if she did it.

I'm sorry if that makes me a bad person.

No one is going to win

an Oscar or Filmfare

for playing an innocent person, guys.

How many years do you think

she's gonna get for this?

Oh, a million followers.

Oh, sorry, years, sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Thank you

for joining this live stream

at such short notice.

You know I try and avoid the camera

as much as I can.

But, ah... the situation

is such that I had to do it.

Our legal team is still trying

to make sense

of Nella Awasthi's allegations.

I've had a sleepless night,

not because of these allegations,

but because Nella Awasthi's mental health

is a concern.

She's a part of our family.

And when she was grieving and she was sad,

we as a family failed to do our part.

We weren't there for her.

And that's why

we are starting a new service.

CTRL Health.

So that your health

and your mental health

will be closely monitored.

And it'll keep guiding you

with regard to your next steps.

Mantra is deeply saddened

that this country has lost

a young man like Joe.

Yes, he was a social media influencer.

But he was also

into digital technology like I am.

And that is why this is feeling

very close to home for me.

It's very personal...

Sit here.

Next, please.

Move.

How are you?

Uh... this is Manish Hirani. He's a lawyer.

Mantra Unlimited's legal counsel.

Mantra wants you to drop all the cases

that you've filed against them,

after which, they'll drop

all legal proceedings as well.

And...

...they will clean up

your entire digital footprint.

Everything that happened recently

won't show up

when anyone looks you up online.

You can have a fresh start.

And what happens if I say no?

We'll keep fighting you in court.

You won't get anywhere near

a fast-track court for at least two years.

Then, eventually, they'll let you out

because the evidence is circumstantial.

But let me make a suggestion

as a well-wisher.

You'll be wasting a lot of money

fighting us in court.

All that money that you've earned

in the last three months,

which is a substantial amount,

all thanks to us...

You'll lose it all.

We'll make sure of it.

It'll end up being a scandal

in the news cycle.

You and your family will have to live with

this shame for the rest of your lives.

So do consider all of this.

And after that,

if you still want to go ahead with it,

be my guest.

But let me remind you,

CTRL is a Mantra app.

Any brand that ever paid you anything

was a Mantra brand.

And the terms of our contract, which I'm

sure you didn't even bother to read...

Your lawyer sitting right here,

she'll explain it to you.

Section E Subsection 2c

clearly and in no uncertain terms

forbids you from suing us in any capacity

and under any circumstances.

We own you, Nella.

But if you still insist on throwing

more temper tantrums...

if you're that stupid,

then make no mistake.

We are prepared

to counter-sue for defamation

to the tune of 500 crores,

or the maximum prison sentence

permissible by law.

The choice is yours.

Nalini!

To make a veg quiche,

you need chickpea flour,

butter, cheese, corn flour,

your favorite veggies,

such as tomatoes, carrots,

baby corn, green peppers...

onions, French...

Hello there.

How was your day?

Same.

How was school?

Same.

Nice.

By the way, beta,

we're having a Diwali party here

on Tuesday.

You want to eat something?

I'll make some cold coffee?

If I don't

get a joker now this time, I'll pack.

-Are you cheating?

-What the hell?

Come on, Bhai sahib.

Who cheats a hundred rupees?

You can always cheat when you're

playing solitaire all by yourself.

Come on, cut the deck.

Okay, just collect the cards and give them

to me. Once more, once more.

Hi, I'm Joe.

Very pleased to meet you, Nella.

Am I pronouncing your name correctly?

I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable.

I'm going to try my very best to help you.

D'you know all the things

I can do for you?

Take control of my life and happiness?

That's right.

So, where should we begin?

Forget it. It's a long story.

I have all the time in the world, Nella.

Don't worry.

I'm here for you.

Joe will always be with Nella.

I live in New Delhi.

I, um... live with my parents.