01x04 - Bae Tries to Fit In

[bunniefuu]

Hey, Bae!

Hey, Bae!

Hey, Bae!

Wherever you walk by

You light up the world

With your words

With your eyes

You light up every path

The world awaits you

Where have you been all this while?

Hey, Bae!

The way you slay

The way you are

The way you talk

Hey, Bae!

Deep in your eyes

Lies your dreams

It's gonna be your day

The world awaits you

Hey, Bae!

Hey, Bae!

Naina Khanna is pregnant.

Hi and welcome to the show.

I'm Ro Talks.

And we, my babies,

need to talk about the changing face

of the Indian family structure.

Especially because she's a single mother.

Guess what this is?

Cappuccino?

My first ever work-day coffee.

Here.

Oh, wait a second.

I did a Barista course

in Rome, you know?

Thank you.

Coastal road story?

Yeah, just triple-checking it.

You know what?

I'll make my own coffee from tomorrow.

Actually, for both of us.

You're so cool that I wonder if

you're just my boss or "Hugo Boss"

Press conference at 02:00 p.m.?

Okay.

Yeah!

Cute!

-Hi.

-Hi.

Have you decided

about the house yet?

Can I see some pictures first?

-Of course!

-Okay.

Sunlight, positivity,

simple living, high thinking.

Isn't this the San Francisco Bridge?

The sea link, actually.

Bandra-Worli

The view is stunning.

Okay.

I'm sold.

I'll get my stuff from Losttel after work.

Great!

One last question.

What's your sun sign?

I'm a Leo.

Okay.

We'll have a few hiccups on the way.

Eventually, we'll work it out

-Great.

-Great.

Sending you the address.

-Got it.

-Amazing.

Thank you.

Look, #singlemom is trending.

So is #NainaKhannaFeministIcon.

How does SS pull

this off every time?

That's why I hate social media.

It's like an echo chamber.

It says, "Hey, beautiful" in Japanese.

Arigato.

It's so cute.

-But social media gives you

-Validation?

I don't need that.

Visibility actually,

and you do need that.

I don't need the visibility,

my show needs it.

You are the show, Neel.

I love Sakura blossoms.

The Japanese

Emperor is a dear friend.

He gifted our family

5000 cherry blossom trees.

Wanna come?

The real question is,

why is Mukul Sawla showering

female journalists

with fancy bouquets?

It's not even Women's Day.

It should be Women's Day every day.

Right?

"Nodoka naru ori koso.

Nakere hana wo.

Omou kokoro no uchi ni,

kaze wa fukanedo."

Why don't you also tell

us the meaning, Izumi?

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome

the CEO of Thought Telecom

Mr. Mukul Sawla.

There is not even a moment of calmness

in the heart that loves the blossoms.

While the wind is already blowing.

This is a poem by

the famous Japanese poetess

Izumi Shikibu.

Mom and Dad's favorite.

And that is why

they named me Izumi.

Good job, Izumi.

Good job.

Good afternoon, everyone.

You all have met my Izumi.

Now I want you to meet another Izumi.

And I guarantee that this Izumi too

will make your hearts blossom.

Every female journalist was

given an envelope at the entrance.

May I request you

to please open it?

As you are aware,

Thought Telecom has just started

5G in India.

And this is a special gift

from us to all the women.

Introducing

Izumi.

Free 5G SIM cards

for all women.

Free?

Your old SIM cards

will be ported to the new ones.

So, go ahead and switch.

His name should

be Mukul Suave-la.

He does have charm, I admit.

But, also political ambitions.

That's what this is all about.

Elections are coming up

in the next few months.

Everything will be as clear as ice.

Also, I must admit.

-I love polls.

-I also love polls.

Every second day,

I do a poll online.

Today's poll was

are you a dog person

or a cat person?

You'd be surprised

82 percent cats.

-Really?

-I know.

-Shocking.

-Shocking.

So, ladies and gentlemen,

now I can take your questions.

Sir.

Hi, Mukul.

-Neel N from

-TRP.

-Yes.

-I know you.

Great initiative.

But, are you saying that these

SIMs are absolutely free for women?

Yes, absolutely.

Zero charges.

But, that's like

48 percent of your market.

Is Thought Telecom a business

or a charity?

Neel, I'm a social entrepreneur.

I believe

a good business is one

that is good for the people.

You already sound

like a politician, sir.

Rumors about you joining

-the Legislative Assembly

-Neel!

One question at a time.

-Mr. Mukul.

-Yes?

Why is this offer especially for women?

Why not?

According to the

National Crime Records Bureau,

in this country,

every three minutes

there is a crime against women.

So think,

if every girl

has a phone,

a SIM card,

and internet.

So, imagine the impact

on their security and freedom

because of this.

Ladies and gentlemen,

data

is the future.

God used to shower

us with blessings,

now data is the biggest blessing!

Have you ever been

to a beach before?

Every year in Seychelles.

Three paid, and one didn't.

-How are you, brother?

-Fine.

-What about you?

-All good.

I should have taken a travel shot

before coming here.

No need, this is

the real immunity booster.

Same order.

Two plates of fried potato sandwiches

with sweet and spicy chutney.

One with extra chili.

-Alright.

-And onion on the side.

-Okay.

-Come on.

-For you

-No, it's fine.

It's alright.

You do this everywhere?

I just followed Mukul Sawla online.

He wears Tom Ford abroad,

and Khadi in India.

He speaks so many languages.

He's quite fit.

He can do a headstand.

So?

What's the big deal?

Even I can do it.

I've done it actually.

I'll just show it to you.

Is that vintage?

-Does this have a camera?

-Yeah.

The first Nokia camera phone.

7650 from the year 2002.

See, that's me in Columbia.

Wait, you went to Columbia too?

What?

You also went there?

Yes!

But my course

was five years long.

Three weeks were enough for me.

Thank you.

Now that, ma'am, is the best fried potato

sandwich in the whole world.

Not that I would know.

I've never had it.

You've never had a fried potato sandwich?!

It's not a Delhi thing.

Also, I haven't had any carbs

for the last eight years.

But there is always a first time.

Go on!

Take a bite.

Here.

Oh, my God!

It's like the potato is

squishing me in a warm hug.

The batter is exploding

with flavors in my mouth.

Amazing, right?

I love it.

Is this like a childhood favorite?

Just

every day,

I'd take a train to eat this here.

So, you were poor, like me.

Quite the opposite, actually.

I like to get lost in the crowd.

You were so privileged that

you wanted to be underprivileged?

I've spent a lot on therapy, but who knew

Bae would give me my breakthrough!

Classic impostor syndrome.

Even my therapist says so.

I've also done a course

on mental health for the POSH.

One month.

I don't know why,

I always feel

that I deserve a lot

less than what I have.

That's why, you

That's why, sir

Don't be formal.

That's why, you

never take credit for work.

That's why you don't

use your last name.

Right, Neel N?

My ex-wife didn't figure that out

in three years of our marriage.

You're divorced?

Yeah.

More?

Life is so complex, so complex

carbs are welcomed as well.

I'm asking for a friend.

If someone wants to send

an anonymous source story,

how do they send it?

Tell your friend,

to send an email

to stories@trp.in.

What's that?

My friend will ask.

Okay.

It's an email that we monitor every day.

Most of the stories are useless, but

once in a while, we get a good one.

We call it the slush pile.

Oh, can we go get a slushie?

Hey, Bae!

Hey, Bae!

Wherever you walk by

You light up the world

With your words

With your eyes

You light up every path

A gush of wind

You flow like a river

You can rake up a storm

But a sea of emotions within that storm

The world awaits you

Where have you been all this while?

Good evening, sir.

-Where's number seven?

-First floor.

-Okay.

-Cheers, man.

Cheers.

Hey, Bae!

Hey, Bae!

-Hi

-Deposit?

Yes.

Hey, Bae!

Here.

Welcome home, Bae.

Hey, Bae!

Where is the rest of it?

This is all that there is.

It looked bigger than this

on the camera.

The camera makes

everything look big, Bae.

But the pictures you

showed this morning

Those were of an

American apartment, Bae.

I downloaded them

from the internet.

Okay.

Where's my room?

Ta-da!

Open it and it becomes a bed.

Close it to make it a sofa.

But please close it before

Sheila gets here. Okay?

Wait!

You know Sheila?

Wait, you know her too?

She is my life coach.

Maa Sheila.

Sheila is the house help.

But, sure. She can definitely

be your life coach.

You have a lot to learn from her.

Anyway.

Do you want to see the bathroom?

Yeah.

Are you okay?

I just need some water.

You said there's

24-hour running water.

24 hours

in a week.

Summertime sadness.

And this

is my room.

You said it has a sea view.

Of course, I never lie.

See the view every day and manifest it.

What is it?

You don't like it?

It's not like I have other options.

Exactly.

In which case, wait a minute.

Here you are.

Presenting a glass

of wine and general empathy.

-As promised.

-Cheers.

-What?

-This is Indian wine!

-So, don't have it, give it back.

-No, I need it.

My God!

What is this?

Mamma's lap?

That's my favorite Charlotte Thomas

bespoke bedsheet.

Costs 2500 dollars?!

I can sleep without Aggy,

but not without Charlotte.

I packed it while leaving home.

If you want to stay

in a one-bedroom apartment,

then you better learn how

to Marie Kondo your life.

Babe, Marie Kondo came up with KonMari

after seeing the clutter

in my walk-in closet.

Poor thing. She wants to convert

everyone's home into a hospital.

Thank God Marie Kondo

stopped Marie Kondo-ing.

Well, I loved what she said.

That's why my

house has no clutter,

and neither does my phone.

No old photos of your exes either?

I don't have time for boys.

I want to be the top anchor

of this news channel before I turn 30.

Chief editor before 40.

Get a Magsaysay before

45, and a Pulitzer before 50.

I'm tired from

just hearing that.

Well, getting tired is

not an option for me.

Okay. Good night.

If you need anything,

please don't wake me up.

I'm gonna be listening to my podcast.

Ten things successful

people do before bedtime.

Good night.

Sweet dreams.

Señoras y señores,

may I please have your attention?

Ta-da!

-Hola, Mom.

-Hola, Bae.

Are you sure about this?

Hundred percent.

Aggy said, "Te quiero, amor mio,"

to me for the first time

at the Tomatina festival.

He'll love it.

Sorpresa!

Happy anniversary!

I mean, feliz anniversario!

Why are you fighting

on our anniversary?

You think I'm enjoying this?

All I wanted was a quiet

dinner someplace nice with you.

I had the chopper ready.

Agastya, but we have

a quiet dinner every day.

You use your phone, I use mine.

There's a word called fun.

Do you remember fun?

Fun and immaturity

are two different things.

You have to be a little

immature sometimes.

You've already

become like your father.

I always wanted to be like him.

So, "Yay, me."

He is 60.

Well, marrying you has aged me.

Don't you think we need some passion,

some adventure in our lives?

Adventure?

Do you wanna go visit

the Titanic in a submarine?

Aren't you bored with our life?

Yes.

I'm really bored of having

the same conversation over and over.

You go to sleep in

the other room every second day.

Maybe we should separate our bedrooms.

Don't be sad.

Even Queen Elizabeth and

Prince Philip slept in separate bedrooms.

And they were

married for 73 years.

JIMMY WADIA IS DAMN BORING.

HE ONLY WATCHES COOKING

SHOWS ALL THE TIME,

BUT HE NEVER COOKS ANYTHING.

I'm flawsome.

I'm awesome.

I'm Bae.

I'm here to slay.

I'm gonna k*ll it.

I'm gonna do

This is the rights and duties charter.

Drinking coffee is your right.

But rinsing the cup

and putting it in the sink is your duty.

And it's your duty to restock

anything that is over in the fridge.

Cool. Now let's get ready

otherwise we'll be late.

Oops!

Who will clean this?

Hey, Bae!

-Who?

-You!

Why?

Because you have

to clean up after yourself, Bae.

That's a new concept.

#TodayILearned.

#TIL.

I like it.

Hey, Bae!

Clean.

Clean.

Hey, Bae!

We have to clock in at 09:30 a.m.

Hurry up!

Hey, Bae!

This is the last time that

I do your work for you.

You missed that spot.

Do you think orange is my color?

-sh*t!

-Hey, Bae!

sh*t!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Hi. Do you screen the emails

for stories@trp.com.?

Is there an email from Anamika?

What are you doing?

I was thanking you in sign language.

I thought you couldn't speak.

-Sorry.

-Yeah

Will the opposition do?

-What will the

-Hi, SS.

What?

My mangrove story

did you get a chance to review it?

Who are you?

Tammarrah. SS, you hired me

Did a celebrity show up to protest?

No.

Well, there's no story.

Is there, Tamica

Sorry.

Stephens, phone.

Indigenous?

More like disingenuous.

You!

Don't move.

Move aside!

Out of my way!

Do you work here?

You.

Viral girl.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I'm now a journo at TRP.

She's the new intern, SS.

She is the

new intern?

Who hired you?

Neel N.

Alright.

Some people are hired just

to wear skimpy clothes.

You know, for the

view.

I guess it's an office policy.

At least, my legs are

shapely and waxed.

They are.

And if I was the one to make that remark

you'd go around saying "Me too!", right?

That's good.

Because of #MeToo,

at least girls

like you

won't be hired often.

Imagine, the offices will be filled

with men like you.

The horror!

Stephens.

-Yes, sir?

-Cappuccino.

Cappuccino, sir.

New cappuccino.

Don't be so savage, sis.

He'll hunt you down.

Now be careful at the prompter.

Why will I sit at his

bulletin's prompter?

I'm Neel's intern.

You're not just Neel's intern.

You're TRP's intern.

And SS is TRP.

All interns need to handle

the teleprompter during his bulletin.

You're f*cked.

Hello and welcome,

you're watching TRP.

I'm Satyajit Sen and

this is prime time news.

Our first story.

The Chinese President Eleven Jinping

was on a state visit to Russia recently.

Where he conducted

I apologize viewers.

I of course meant to say

Xi

Jinping. It's just

Who was at the prompter?

I will respond to this

at a time and place of my choice.

Okay, this app is called "LetsSplit."

-Oh, okay.

-Okay.

From now on, we'll record

all our expenses in this

and we can split it

down to the last rupee.

Okay.

Write down almond milk and keto cookies

-for 1,500 bucks.

-What?!

That's the entire

month's budget for milk.

Okay, fine. Henceforth, this

is our house kitty.

Alright?

We'll put in 15 grand each.

It should be enough

for the entire month.

If anything is left,

we'll split it equally.

-Got it?

-Okay.

My shampoo is for 15 grand.

What?

Wow!

Hi, Murli.

For me?

-Are you Bae?

-Yes.

A "bae-nonymous" letter for you.

For me?

Who could it be?

Keep working, minions.

I'm going to the gym.

Because I've earned it.

I heard that people

are planning

to k*ll me.

I think I should hire Z Plus security.

Don't be paranoid, Satya.

I'm not paranoid.

Maybe just a little toxic.

Unbelievable.

Tammarrah.

How does he know

that I looked that up?

Do you think I should

change my password?

Sure.

Nair.

SS.

At least someone

watches your show.

Well, at least I know

the name of the Chinese Premier.

Right?

You instructed that girl,

to do that stupid thing.

I know.

I feel bad for you.

No matter what you do,

you can't sabotage my career.

I only compete with myself SS.

I only compete with myself.

Whose Daddy

is Padmashri Girishan Nair,

the greatest journalist in India

Only such privileged people

say such things.

Well done.

Anyway.

How is Debo?

All settled in Columbia?

Of course.

Whose sister is she after all?

She's the smart one.

You hired that Bae

to mock me, right?

I know.

No.

I really think she has it in her

to be a good journalist.

I hear you.

I'll help her become

a good journalist.

I'll have her shift

into my office.

She'll spend all her

time in the office.

She'll eat there.

She'll drink there, sleep there.

Until her moisturized face

has the Qwerty

keyboard imprinted on it.

I

SS, are you okay?

Don't touch me.

Please, stop being so nice.

-Stephens.

-Yes, sir?

Get help.

Try the eggplant stir fry.

-Give it.

-Wait, I'll give.

Here.

-Namaste.

-Namaste, sir.

If you don't eat with a fork and knife,

how will you learn to use it?

What's wrong?

Is your BP alright, Dad?

Yes, I'm fine.

Will someone say something?

Has Bengal gone on strike?

Okay, I'll go for a shower.

You

Hi.

Wait.

Columbia's summer break is in May.

Brother

I don't want to be a journalist.

You know that it was my dream

to study journalism at Columbia, right?

But

I've been working

since I was 18.

For all of us.

But I want to be an HMU artist.

I'm sorry, a what artist?

Hair and makeup.

HMU.

Ms. Debolina Sen.

You know that I've spent 60 lakhs

on your education already, right?

But brother

But my dreams

are worth a lot more.

I thought you understood.

Carbs for the second

time in one day.

Forgive me, Lord.

At least let the table get dirty,

then clean it up.

So what should I do?

Sit idle?

Sometimes, it's the best thing.

I did a course in Bali.

See, feels good, right?

You stress a lot, Tammarrah.

-Special

-Yeah.

Whatever.

Play the video.

Hi, Bae.

I can't tell you my name.

But you can call me Anamika.

I contacted you

because I saw your viral video.

And I thought that you're

not scared of anybody.

Then I stalked you and found out

that you're also a journalist.

I don't really trust

your seniors, but

I feel you

are not afraid to reveal, or speak

the truth.

Anamika?

Who the hell are you?

And why are you

here with luggage?

My sincerest regards.

I'm her friend Saira.

My name is Tammarrah, not Saira.

No.

I'm her friend.

Saira.

So, what?

So, I used to live with her in Losttel.

The manager there, Carl,

he banned me from

Losttel for a year.

And I ended up losing a lot of money

in betting too.

So, I couldn't pay him.

And besides, all my dates from

the area have been exhausted.

So, I have no option.

So?

So, who's gonna fake an entire

relationship for a year, man?

Actually, it's not that hard.

-I know couples who fake entire marriages.

-That's a skill.

Can we please come to the point?

Why are you here with luggage?

Because

I'm saying,

Su casa es mi casa.

-Your house is now our house.

-What?

-What?

-Oh, my God! I'm so excited.

I missed you so much.

-#sis-code!

-#sis-code!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

This is still my house.

It's still my name on the lease.

-So, sublet it.

-Yes.

There's not enough

room for the three of us.

There should be

room in your heart.

Wow! Well said.

Everything will

be split three ways.

-House bills, rent, electricity

-Duties!

I'm sure you need

some help around here.

One-woman show

doubt that's working out!

Fine.

Fine.

I give you a month.

But! If it doesn't work out,

I will kick you out.

-Intense, but okay!

-She's very intense.

-Okay. Come, let's go.

-Let's go!

Okay.

Are you watching a show?

See, if there are

multiple seasons, I can't

commit.

Eleven years ago,

I came to Mumbai

from a small town.

In spite of being an outsider,

it took me very little time to

make a mark in the film industry.

I gave multiple blockbuster films.

Last year,

I went to London for a sh**t.

This time it's got

to be Anamika.

I opened the door last time.

Okay.

Oh!

Who is it?

-I know judo, karate, Krav Maga, etc.

-Don't hurt

-the poor thing.

-What

I missed you so much, Bae.

Oh!

Who is he?

I'm Prince.

-Prince of what?

-Show me your ID.

Paras Bhasin.

Paras?

Really?

That's my government name.

But people lovingly

call me Prince.

-Oh!

-Bae.

Tell them who I am.

Sure.

I told you, right?

-Prince

-Oh!

-Stop it.

-Shy

She cheated on her

husband with him.

Oh!

Makes sense.

-What's going on here?

-Sorry, Uncle.

-Sorry, Auntie. Good night.

-We were just talking.

Bye!

Bae, be honest.

How many more people

are gonna show up tonight?

I swear.

I had no idea.

What are you doing here?

How do you know where I live?

You checked in, right?

Prince, why are you here?

My family will turn you

from prince to pauper.

I don't care.

I can live on a

sidewalk with you.

Prince.

After you left, I listened

to Harry Styles's songs on loop,

day and night.

I can't think of anything else but you.

I lost five kilos of muscle.

-You're my favorite workout, Bae.

-Okay!

Yeah, whatever.

But

You can't stay

here and that's final.

Yes?

Why would I stay here?

I'll stay in my friend's

gym across from here.

-Don't worry.

-Okay.

I'll continue my online

sessions from there.

And I'll keep visiting

my Bae.

Hey! I'm starving.

What are we watching?

Last year, I was in London

for a film sh**t.

He was staying in

the same hotel as me.

It started with him leaving flowers

and gifts outside my hotel room.

Then he would send

me sleazy messages.

Asking me to sleep with him.

Obviously, I refused.

Repeatedly.

And his ego didn't

take that well.

He's so powerful that he has

the government, the police,

and the media completely

under his control.

He knows

everything.

Where I am going, what I'm eating,

who I'm meeting, and who I'm talking to.

That's why

I had to contact

you from a new SIM.

To increase the pressure on me,

he had my boyfriend raided by the police.

He keeps blackmailing me

in different ways.

He says

he'll make me the country's greatest star,

he'll get me the best projects.

I just have to sleep with him.

And the worst part is

everyone thinks that

Mukul Sawla is God's gift to womankind.