01x09 - Chemistry, biology OR warfare

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I'll just

Pesky?

- Will you call your boss a dog?

You are crazy!

I am calling Pesky by his name.

He barks, he does not bite.

Go, you naughty boy.

Go for a walk with

your favourite human. - Awe!

Baby.

And with this your

punishment is over.

Let's go, Pesky. Pesky!

- Pesky.

Pesky.

In just one day they

bonded really well.

I am talking about Pesky and Sufi.

Okay, Pesky.

Of course, you must have

shared your room with him.

You will obviously

become a traitor.

Don't worry.

Now, he will bark less

and bite more.

- Whatever!

Come, Pesky.

Hi, Kainaat.

Are you still angry with me?

I am sorry.

This is for you.

I know whatever you did

was to save your brother.

But please, always stick

to your principles.

Don't give up on your morals and

values. Imtiaz, you're a nice guy.

Do what is right.

Anyway, dad forgave Hamid so,

I can accept these cupcakes.

So, we're friends again?

- For a sweet apology,

I accept your friend request.

Amazing, this calls for a cupcake.

- Hey! - What?

I won't share it. I am going

on a diet from tomorrow.

So, no chance.

- At least one

Okay.

Kainaat!

Come on, Imi!

- Good.

Pass it to Hamid.

- Pass it.

Come on, cover it!

You seem happy, is it

because of Natasha?

I have blocked her.

- Then it must be Serena.

She's more of a therapist

and less of a girlfriend.

Is there a new girl

in your black book?

Sufi!

- Come on.

Come on, boys.

Boys!

- Are you sleeping?

Imi, cover him!

sh**t!

Sufi, why aren't you passing?

Rahil! Come on, Imi.

- Hamid

sh**t!

Sufi!

What is it? Your extra happy

mood is distracting me.

Do you want to go back to Africa?

- Now I am

not going anywhere.

I am not going anywhere.

Really?

- I want to stay right here.

That's good, bro.

- Yep.

My new work. Okay, I'll show

you this. - Oh thank God

my outfits are here.

- This is very trendy.

I have been waiting for it, Dana.

Sorry, Benazir.

You will have to go to your

tailor for your clothes.

These are all for Farah.

For Farah?

- Yes.

Did you pick it from

children's section?

You know, Benazir. It

would be better if you

say nothing about

fashion, glamor, trends.

It's a debutante ball.

You know, when I was 20 years old

I won the title of Debutante

Queen in this debutante ball.

Actually? - Yes.

May I please. - Today was

yours, tomorrow will be ours.

What a game, boys! What a game.

- Hi.

What is this? Farah's

childhood clothes?

Imi! - My leg will fit

into this. Check it out.

Imi, she is your sister.

But I know her more.

She will reject it all.

Are you sure?

- Yes.

Sufi, we are all aware of the fact

that you have won the title of

GQ's Best Dressed Man's title.

Three times consecutively.

But this is a debutante ball.

Even the small size is extra large.

Oh.

- Farah has followed a diet.

She will fit into all of these.

Mom, it is not fashion sense,

it's called anorexia.

- Hamid!

Benazir - Aunt, why don't

you My shoe came off.

Aunt, please make ' kebabs'

for us, we're famished.

Yes, of course.

- Hurry up.

Sorry, aunt.

- Come.

Imi. Imi!

- Yes, mom. What happened?

Imi, you still haven't

called anyone.

Are you confused?

- About what?

The ball!

Oh please, for heaven sake please do

not call Debopriya. You know, she's

She's okay for house parties.

But for these social events

she has a horrid dressing sense.

Dad wants to say something

to you as usual. - Imi,

this is a debutante ball, and

Farah is participating

for the first time.

Okay.

- You are her brother, so naturally

you should go with the best

looking girl in Shimla. - Mom

I have decided who I want

to take to the ball.

My decision is almost final.

It's almost final. Bye, mom.

Bye, dad! Bye, uncle.

- Imi!

Let's cancel the ball plan.

Who wants to watch a fashion show

where women wear outrageous clothes?

Let's go to have 'hookah'!

I will attend the debutante

ball for sure. But with whom?

Ms Yoga Pants, or Ms.

Smarty Pants.

I just love getting

into pants, bro.

Hamid, come for dinner.

Andy, send salad for Farah

in her room, please.

Farah is not at home.

Not at home? Where is she?

Credit card payment.

- My mom's call. That's why

Answer the call.

She might be worried.

She thinks I am in

some dance class.

She is right, in a way.

We're dancing, right?

- What rubbish!

Any more scoop on that

awkward suicide case?

Ma'am, give me two minutes. I

will keep you updated on that.

And what about Rumi m*rder case?

- Yes, ma'am. We have sent them

I need all the details by

- Sure.

Shimla's serial k*ller's daughter

tops in her tenth grade?

Or after getting to

know about climate change,

six-year-old gets

an anxiety attack?

Joey, I want to talk to you.

Sir, I am always

ready for increment.

In fact, I think it should

be done bi-annually.

Actually, one of my

friend

he is in love.

So, sir. There is

Motel Decent near Hill Top.

It is very decent.

Rs. 500 per hour.

And if you mention my name,

he'll get a discount. - Shut up!

It is not that.

I have a friend, he likes a girl.

He wants to propose to her,

but he doesn't know how to

for a relationship. So

Sufi, we are ready to break

this week's huge political news.

And you are behind this girl.

- Not me!

I told you, my friend.

He is special.

You don't lecture me,

just give me an advice.

You are the biggest

playboy in North India.

You give him some dating advice.

Anyway, who is this lame

man who cannot woo a girl?

He is not lame.

He is nervous.

That girl is too much.

Joey, I have queued the bulletin

on the prompter, please check it

Sir, I cannot see the camera

four's frame. Please check.

What? Okay, I'll check

Check the cable, camera four!

There's no feedback it seems.

Is the cable fine?

What is it Falak? Hurry up and

tell me. My news is going to start.

Kainaat, please listen to me.

I want to ask something.

- Say it properly!

Kainaat, I want to borrow your

black dress for the debutante ball!

Please, can I borrow it?

- No, Kainaat!

Then take it. Okay, bye.

No, that's not fair.

- Yay!

She knew that I wanted that dress.

- What? Kainaat!

Okay, bye. Fk off.

Sorry, my stupid sisters were

on the call. - That's okay.

So, are you not going with someone

to the debutante party?

- Ah!

No!

That's good, the guest list

must be good then.

Did you say something?

- No. - Okay.

Sir! - Yes? Does her

shirt look white?

Like, does it look off white?

- Yes!

Thank you, sir.

So, what do you think

about these parties?

Debutante ball and all that?

Is it blue?

Is the background blue?

You check it. What will change?

It is right in front of you.

Check it yourself, bro.

Sir, Kainaat is over there. Will

you please ask her to check once.

Will you come to the ball with me?

- Huh?

Mr Abdullah, this ball is crap.

Anyway, this ball is a mixture

of Tinder and marriage alliance.

Parents look for a

Cinderella in young girls

and their sons look for Tinderella!

Just to enter their pants.

And I am not someone who

would do such a thing.

Get it?

Were you saying

something, Mr Abdullah?

Good morning guys. - Good morning.

- Kainaat, tell me something.

Who are you going to attend

the debutante ball with?

Me? I am not attending it.

Perfect! Now you're going.

With whom? With me.

No way! - Come, Kainaat.

Or else my mom will

send me with a bimbo

who will discuss

about Instagram

hashtags and filters.

That's great.

- That is not great.

Kainaat, just come. Please!

Okay, melodrama. I will think

over it and let you know.

Will do?

- Okay.

Imtiaz, listen to me.

This monitor isn't working. Can you

check and tell me what the issue is?

'Fk! What was I thinking?'

I am so sorry!

This is the boys' locker room.

I am eligible to be here.

What are you doing over here?

Actually, I wanted to

give this to Akash.

I think he's busy with

his socio project.

He got a partner, right?

- What?

But he said he will work

on the project with me.

Fk man! I am screwed now!

I want to be screwed too.

Sorry?

- I mean, I too am screwed.

You know, I don't have

a project partner.

And after that whole paper leak

no one wants to be my partner.

If you don't mind, Harleen.

Will you be my partner?

I promise,

you will have to do nothing,

I will put in all the effort.

Just be there with me with

some ideas, that's it!

Okay.

- Thank you so much.

But remember, you will put in

80 percent of work. Okay?

I promise. - And please

hand this over to Akash.

Sure.

Bye.

And we're the first

one to cover it.

Please follow the story, because

there are lots of names involved.

And the luxury hotel sex racket

for digital space, alright?

We too have a fresh lead,

ill*gal construction is taking

place on governments forest land.

I think we should

- Talk to the marketing team

or your

boss Imtiaz Alqazi in private.

Speak here only

when you're asked to.

Sufi, listen.

What's wrong? Why did you

get angry all of a sudden?

Why did you invite

her for the ball?

Sufi, because she is not attending

the ball with anyone else.

I need a partner.

You know how my mom is. She will

send me with a dumb or a

rick socialite. - Fine.

You may go with whoever you want.

Alright?

Listen!

Are you sure you're not

keeping anything from me?

Do you like her?

Are you crazy?

I am Sufiyaan Abdullah!

I have some standard.

I don't like her. And listen,

girls like Kainaat

woo nice men like

you and then use them.

So, I am saving your a, bro!

Alright?

Okay, guys! Come on, it's

nine o'clock news time.

Time to get working.

Come on, everybody!

What was all that, Imtiaz?

- Kainaat, I am sorry.

I don't know why he reacted

like this. - Tell me something,

is that what you think about me?

Of course not!

From day one I've been tired of

asking you to leave her alone!

Why don't you get it?

She is not the kind of

girl you think she is.

Imtiaz, I will attend the

debutante ball with you for sure.

Also, Mr Abdullah

if you have a problem with our

friendship, then that's your problem.

Imtiaz he is one of those who

cannot invite someone nicely

because he thinks he is entitled

to any woman that he wants.

But guess what, you're wrong!

Honestly speaking, Imtiaz.

I didn't want to cause any

tension between the both of you

because you're better

than many other rich

spoilt entitled men that I know.

I just can't stand this.

No one has ever insulted

me as much as he did.

What does he think

- Don't even try to hurt Imtiaz.

What?

Don't even try to hurt Imtiaz.

Mr Abdullah

- I know what you're trying to do.

Imtiaz is my friend.

And he asked me to attend

the ball with him nicely.

And I accepted his request.

There is no conspiracy

behind this like you think.

Listen, I don't care a fk.

Go where you want to,

but Imi shouldn't get hurt.

Mr Abdullah, I am telling

you this for the last time.

Imtiaz is not just a rich business

man and a boss, he is also my friend.

If you don't get it, then I

cannot do anything about it,

because this concept

is so alien to you.

How will you know what it is

to be a friend with a girl.

Has a girl ever been your friend?

Do you even know what it

is to hold a girl's hand?

Or

Look, I feel nothing.

Do you feel something?

Yes, I've never held a girls hand.

Because they leave you and go.

Yes, I never really saw them.

Because all they care

about is my wealth.

Yes, I didn't hug anyone.

Because

'Is it possible for you to love

and hate someone at once?

'From my personal experience

it's impossible.'

'My mind hinted that

Kainaat is bad news.'

'She was not just a wave,

she was a tsunami

who will destroy my

friendship with Imi.'

'But that day,

when I held her hand,

looked into her eyes,

came close to her, why did I

feel she is mine?'

'Kainaat was just an

employee, and I'

'What the fk was going on?'

'If only I knew,

Kainaat was about to give me

her most beautiful thing,

betrayal.'