01x08 - Plan Your Baby

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Without a proper massage,

how will Amit grow big and strong?

Almost done, son.

-What to do, Mom?

-It's done, it's done.

He's been very cranky these days.

I'll have to ward off the evil eye.

Just come over, Mom.

Kapil was saying the same.

Yes, Auntie is here.

But it would be nice if you were here too.

Sister's there to look after Papa.

I mean, what were we even asking for?

An investigation, that's it.

Kashaf, you tried your best, right?

I did, but…

sometimes I feel like the best

is not good enough, Deepak.

Listen…

I am sorry.

Come on, don't be silly.

You don't have to be sorry.

-Not for losing the case.

-Then?

For having the wrong impression of you.

I… questioned your integrity.

But it was really good of you

to get involved in this case.

Even though it was risky for you.

Yeah.

So…

what can you do to make

up for your past mistakes?

Rubbish. I mean it.

-I also mean it--

-Stop it.

Listen…

I'm going to Kandbadi tomorrow.

Kandbadi? Going home?

Come with me.

Wanna introduce me to your mother?

No.

-It's about a case.

-No.

No more cases I'm doing

for you, my friend.

You fight your own battles.

Very good.

That's a nice toy.

Now let me show you.

-What's this?

-This is a fan.

This is how you make it. One.

I had two miscarriages.

My body had become very weak…

and Kapil wasn't keeping

well either due to stress.

So, we managed to save some money

and went to PYB Clinic for an IVF.

PYB?

-Plan Your Baby Clinic.

-Okay.

They assured us that they will help us.

But we hadn't the slightest clue

that they would be so unprofessional

and give us a damaged embryo.

Can you imagine?

Damaged embryo?

-She means to say disorder.

-Okay.

DMD.

Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy…

what Amit has.

It's genetic.

So they should have known…

that there will be

problems as he grows up.

The doctor is saying that

by the time he turns 13…

he'll be in a wheelchair.

When did Amit start having these problems?

In the beginning,

we didn't even realize it.

But when Amit turned one and

still hadn't started walking,

we thought, you know,

how some kids start walking late?

We thought it was okay.

Then he turned two

and still couldn't walk.

He would fall as soon as he stood up.

His leg muscles began to cramp,

he wouldn't stop crying.

Finally, we got him diagnosed,

and the doctor said…

-He has DMD.

-Yes.

Amit…

baby, walk for Auntie.

No, it's fine.

-It's okay.

-You should see his condition.

Amit, come to Mama, baby.

Come.

Yes. Careful.

Careful.

Good boy.

Wow!

I mean, just wow.

He's playing games with Grandpa.

What a bloody double-crosser!

He's finished!

Mr. L. N. Khanna will not

tolerate this ever.

He's been completely brainwashed.

He won't listen to a word against him.

This time he will, Shubhrat.

Trust me on that.

I can't take a chance, Ria.

Hey…

any more information on the Bhalla story?

I'm on it.

Mr. Mediator, he's been gaslighting

for the past 30 minutes.

-Tell us about the compensation--

-No, no, no.

We had informed them

about the risk in advance,

so there's no room for compensation!

If you don't want

to pay compensation,

then why come to mediation?

Let's just go to court!

-You want to go to court?

-Yes!

Let's go then!

My client is fine with this

case getting stuck for five years!

-What is he--

-Look, mediation means…

sitting down and resolving

differences through conversation.

If the lawyers scream at each other,

how will the clients converse?

What conversation? He's threatening us.

He's saying if we don't settle,

he'll leave us hanging.

It's not a threat!

All I'm trying to say is that…

there's a reason your client

asked for this mediation, right?

Okay, since we're all here,

can we discuss the settlement?

Settlement. Absolutely.

Look, we cannot offer you

any financial settlement.

-It's not our fault.

-But--

Like I said, we had informed

them about all the risks.

Fine. Any waiver form?

Anything in written?

Or are you just going to make

all of this up as you go along?

-If you're so sure--

-Yes.

Would you mind if I ask a few

questions to your client directly?

Go ahead, ask.

The involvement of the parties is

important in this process. Go ahead.

-Come on.

-Thank you.

So, Mr. Verma, you came to the PYB Clinic

on 25th March for

a pre-implantation consultation.

Look, he's asking whether you visited…

the PYB Clinic on 25th March.

I don't remember the date.

Don't worry, we have it on record.

Then why did you ask?

Dr. Khatri.

Did he tell you that the embryo which

will be implanted in your wife's uterus

has a five percent risk of

developing some kind of disorder?

Look…

he's asking whether you

were informed about…

the disorder risk of

your wife's pregnancy.

Sir, there was no mention of disorders,

but he did tell us that there's a risk.

But sir,

there's a risk in every pregnancy.

Even our grannies used to say that.

So what if a doctor repeated it?

Look… she is saying that

there's a risk in every pregnancy.

And she is right.

When my sister was

expecting her first child--

Please, Mr. Mediator!

Enough of your stories--

Can I continue?

Thank you.

So, Mr. and Mrs. Verma, you two admit

that Dr. Khatri did inform you

about the risk of an abnormality.

I'll take that as a yes.

Both your clients admit

that they were informed,

and they chose to go ahead.

Despite the risk.

So, PYB Clinic cannot be held accountable.

And I have no further

questions, thank you.

Would you like some tea or coffee?

Soft drinks?

Dad.

Dad!

Yes?

Do any of the people who used to work…

with Uncle Bhalla still live here?

Don't talk to me about that man!

You know that I never liked him.

I know, Dad.

But he helped me when I needed it.

If he hadn't given me the loan,

I would have been in jail.

I can never forget that.

You should never have gotten

into that mess! Chit fund!

That Chaudhary who lives

across the stream…

he used to work with Bhalla.

-Hello.

-Hello.

You know, I'm really not

so sure about this Gita.

She's a bit aggressive, no?

I don't know. Imagine, she's dealing

with this really unwell child.

Yes, Vandu,

but the Vermas knew about the risk.

Honestly, we don't have a case.

Let me run some background checks on PYB.

How can you forget our

very own Queen of Jhansi?

Wow, GK.

A couple of more IVF cases…

and I'll be a bigger expert than you.

There's something off about this PYB.

Why?

They're just weird.

The client can choose

anyone they like.

It's their choice. Doesn't matter to me.

But all our clients who went to PYB…

wanted only one thing.

What?

A boy.

Seriously?

I mean I don't have any hard evidence,

but the kind of questions they asked,

it became clear that…

they wanted a child,

but only if it was a boy.

Hey, I wasn't talking to you.

You continue.

Here.

Must be difficult with her?

No.

We adjust with each other.

Right? And we get along.

Right? Right.

So, Ms. Kashaf, my concepts are clear.

I want to help the client

in having a child…

be it a boy or a girl.

And when I talk straight like this,

this "boy-g*ng" never comes back.

Actually… I don't know

what exactly PYB says to them

that they stay.

Look who's here!

We will burp now.

Bela, say hello. Say hello.

Yes, I'm listening, but I told

you already that I'm not interested.

But you just keep

repeating the same thing.

I'm not interested in his package!

Oh, God.

Mom!

Okay, fine!

I'll meet him.

Give him my number. Are you happy now?

I'm disconnecting. I have lots of work.

Bye.

Hey.

Don't say anything. Not a word.

But I didn't.

Though I do have something to say.

Please can you do me a favor?

Please.

Hello, ma'am. Welcome to PYB.

Ma'am, I assure you…

you will not be disappointed in PYB.

We will make your pregnancy

possible and totally safe.

I'm sure, but…

I've heard many horror

stories about IVF clinics.

So, if you could give me

a couple of references…

of your satisfied clients…

Ma'am…

we have to respect their privacy,

so that won't be possible.

I'm really sorry for that.

I'll try some other clinic.

Ma'am, wait.

CULTURAL PROGRAM

SPECIAL GUEST: ADV. MR. DEEPAK RANA

I don't remember anything.

Uncle Chaudhary,

you worked closely with him.

You must know exactly what happened.

Did Bhalla send you?

No, Uncle.

Aren't you the one fighting his case?

Yes, but if there are

things he hasn't told me,

I must know them, right?

Why now? After so many years?

I have my reasons.

I told you already, I don't remember.

That's your son, right?

Yes.

Hasn't he found a job yet?

Maybe, I can help him…

look for one in Delhi.

How many families did you meet?

He had given me six numbers.

Okay, and?

And five of them had boys.

And the sixth couple who had a girl…

they already had a boy.

This ties in exactly

with what Lata told me.

Yeah.

But the sample size is too small.

We cannot prove anything with six couples.

Let's just get a bigger sample size.

Hi.

Listen, do you have the

PYB marketing guy's number?

Yes. Send it to me. Thanks.

You'll have to be careful.

Bhalla can do anything.

So, what connection did that

inspector have with Bhalla?

No one knows.

But he was last seen

close to Bhalla's house.

And the very next day,

the kid's body was found.

Chintan.

He was a friend.

Maybe the inspector and the kid…

I don't know.

But the kid's family left the village…

after this incident.

They didn't even file a report

about the kid's death.

Where is the family now?

Chintan! I saw you!

Are you unwell?

Don't worry, Hassan. I'm there.

The records will be tough to find.

But we'll manage something, okay?

I can also investigate

through the department--

Oh!

There is an inspector who can help us out.

We can get the details

through the department,

but we'll have to get the file details.

Come, child.

Mugdha, Evan. Come here, children.

Come here.

Go outside and play.

Mom, what is he doing here?

Kashaf, you can't talk to Uncle like that.

Brother, I'm speaking to Mom.

Hassan needed brother's

help in one of his--

Please ask him to leave right now.

Kashaf, please!

-Kashaf, I was just--

-Not a word.

Not a single word from you.

What's wrong with you, Kashaf?

-You cannot speak to Uncle--

-He's not anyone's uncle.

He's an ab*ser! A child molester!

And he will not stay in this

house one minute! Get out!

-Kash--

-Out!

So, how is it going with your hot boss?

He's not my boss anymore.

I'm my own boss.

Nice. Then tonight's on you.

-Done!

-Wait, hold on.

So, does that mean you both

have split personally as well?

Okay, so…

I think I'm in love.

-What?

-What?

Shubhangi in love!

Yeah!

I don't know, I feel kind of attached.

So?

So maybe it's time to acknowledge it.

Way to go!

You know what?

This one's for love…

for the first time in

Ms. Shubhangi Khanna's life!

-To love!

-To love!

To love!

Yes!

Go, Kashaf!

Come on!

Am I hallucinating or what?

You can come to Mumbai!

Get an award for her!

You're such an awesome dancer.

You never told me.

Kitu, you get tired too quickly.

Lose some weight and then

we'll dance some more, okay?

Actually, this 56-inch-chest suits me.

And I'll also lose my cuteness and charm.

Hi, baby.

Pinte, get me some roast chicken!

I've done too much cardio today.

Thank you!

Oh, sh*t! What did I do now?

For helping me confront my demons.

And you did?

May I ask what it was about?

No, you may not.

Fine.

Tell me.

It's a family thing.

And it took me very long

to even begin to deal with it.

You know how much

my family means to me.

God, I feel so light now, Deepak.

To lightness!

To lightness!

Mr. Sawhney, if you don't mind,

can I ask your client a few questions?

I don't know what you're trying

to prove, but yeah, why not?

-Thank you.

-Be my guest.

Nice. Very nice, Ms. Kashaf.

Mr. Mehra, can you tell me,

what's the success rate of PYB to date?

Look, she's asking how

many successful cases

you have done to date.

Can't keep count, madam.

Right, but still, a rough estimate?

I don't know,

but in the past seven years,

at least 700.

Oh, wow. Impressive.

And what's the male-female

ratio in these IVF cases?

What do you mean?

I'm sure it's equal. It's scientific.

Whatever is generated from

the client's eggs and sperm.

Do you have to speak of eggs and sperm?

What's interesting, Mr. Mehra,

is that in the past seven

years of PYB's history,

out of 643 successful IVF cases,

546 kids are male.

Which is 85%.

What nonsense!

Exactly. What you're doing

is absolute nonsense.

Now you're bullshitting, ma'am.

Share your database,

and everything will be clear.

Why should we share

anything with you?

Even if these figures are correct,

it's just a coincidence, that's all.

Coincidence?

He means a coincidence, Ms. Kashaf.

Nature keeps the sex-ratio

balanced, Mr. Mehra.

The low number of girls in India…

943 girls for every 1000

boys is not a "coincidence."

And your ratio is unbelievable.

Eighty-five whopping percent boys.

This is no coincidence, in fact,

it's a very regressive choice.

Even I agree with you, Ms. Kashaf.

By the way, I have three daughters.

Mr. Mediator, as we all know,

in India, telling expecting couples

whether their child is male or female,

is a punishable offense.

And clinics like PYB

are illegally telling couples this

in the garb of genetic testing.

Genetic testing is completely

legal, madam.

According to the Pre-Conception and

Pre-Natal Diagnostic Techniques Act, 1994,

Section 4,

"No prenatal diagnostic

technique shall be conducted,

except for the purpose of detection

of any of the following abnormalities,

namely, no. 1, chromosomal

abnormalities, and many more."

So, these tests that we conduct for

a healthy pregnancy are necessary

as well as legal.

That's bullshit and you know it.

Is that your legal argument, like really?

-Long live…

-Mother India!

Bravo, young man! You're a true patriot!

Sir.

Amazing.

Bhalla, if I had taken acting seriously…

TRUE PATRIO

I would've surpassed Mr. Bachchan as well.

Undoubtedly, sir.

And I'm taking this case seriously.

-Namaste, sir.

-Namaste, sir.

What did you say his name is?

Quaze.

Munawwar Quaze.

Munawwar Quaze.

Bhalla, find out

Munawwar Quaze's weaknesses.

Namaste, sir.

I have brochures of your clinic.

You also conduct PGD along with IVF.

Pre-implantation Genetic Diagnosis.

And also charge much more

than other IVF clinics, right?

Madam, PGD is an expensive process…

and we inform our clients about all costs.

They come to us because it ensures

that their pregnancy is safe with us.

Right.

And you've also mentioned the genetic

tests you conduct in fine print.

It's technical information and

always written in fine print.

Big deal.

Yes, just like "conditions apply."

Exactly, got it.

We've done some research.

The genetic disorders

PYB conducts tests for…

like Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy,

Adrenoleukodystrophy,

Lesch-Nyhan Syndrome, et cetera…

these are all X-linked

recessive genetic disorders.

Oh.

Ms. Kashaf,

these difficult terms…

are the reason why I failed biology.

I did LLB instead.

Mr. Mediator, it's quite simple.

The disorders PYB conducts tests for…

are only found in male embryos.

What are you trying to prove, ma'am?

All these disorders are serious.

-These tests are necessary.

-Of course, but why only these?

There are other diseases too.

We have Down's Syndrome.

Edward's Syndrome.

What else? Patau Syndrome,

et cetera…

which can be found in

the male or female embryo.

You can test for these as well.

But you're only testing for diseases

which are found only in the male embryo.

Why?

Because this gives you a legal reason…

to tell the parents whether

their child will be male or female.

A boy or a girl.

So effectively what you're doing is

running a sex-determination racket

in the garb of ill*gal genetic testing.

What we're doing is perfectly

legal, madam.

We tell the parents that there's

a risk of some disorder in this embryo.

Mr. and Mrs. Verma also had two choices.

A female embryo, and a male embryo

that had the risk of a disorder.

Now, if they chose the male

embryo after weighing the risks…

then who is responsible for

this ill*gal sex determination?

And just think,

if you take this evidence to the court,

who will be held accountable?

You had the option of implanting

a perfectly healthy embryo…

yet you chose a male embryo

that had chances of a disorder.

While telling us about the risks,

they gave us an impression…

that there was no real risk involved.

Gita, there was no risk

in the female embryo.

And they told you that. Yes or no?

Tell us, Gita. Give an answer.

Yes.

Yes.

Did I alone want a boy, not you?

Not your family?

It's not that simple…

this "yes."

Gita.

Hey--

Go on.

Ridiculous.

And the a*s didn't even give a reason.

What does he take us for? Beggars?

Doesn't he know…

my daughter is the most

qualified, most beautiful,

highest-earning,

most eligible girl he will find!

Why don't you say something?

What do you want me to say, Ma?

Why did he refuse to meet you?

I have no idea.

Maybe he doesn't want

to get married either.

What rubbish!

It is they who came with the proposal.

How can they say no?

Ma, it doesn't matter anymore.

Don't get your BP up over it.

And anyway,

I had told you I am not interested.

You talk nonsense.

I'll find out from

Mrs. Chatterjee about this boy.

No, no, not at all. For God's sake.

Did I ask for your advice?

Let me do what I have to!

Have it your way. Don't tell me.

I'm busy now, I have to go.

-Take care.

-You're always in a hurry!

-No time for her own mother!

-Ma.

Don't fret over this idiotic boy.

Take care. Bye.

Bye.

Mr. Mckinsey?

Yeah.

What happened?

He rejected me.

Mr. Mckinsey rejected you?

But there will be many others

-Why?

-because you're so, like,

-beautiful…

-Beautiful.

and eligible,

and so sexy.

Here is the seaweed.

Try the seaweed.

It's really good. I promise.

-You want me to eat weed?

-The seaweed.

-At the restaurant, weed?

-The--

No!

Oh, my God. The sushi's here.

Arigato.

I love sushi.

And who is this sushi?

-Very funny.

-It was a little funny.

Listen, if I could get some

lentils with this rice,

it would be great.

Then I could swallow it.

Swallow.

It's really yucky.

-It's not yucky.

-Yucky!

So, listen…

I've been doing some thinking.

Thinking is very injurious to health,

Ms. Shubhangi Khanna.

Can we go out on this long weekend?

Kwin Ching Pung Wao.

-What?

-Kwin Ching Pung Wao.

What?

Deepak Rana, is that a yes or a no?

Kwin Ching Pung Wao!

-Arigato.

-Arigato.

Arigato. Here, arigato.

What's up?

While telling them about the

risk, they gave an impression

that there's no real risk involved.

What do you think she meant?

Does it matter?

They knew there was a risk,

but they went ahead with it anyway.

No. I don't think it's that simple.

They knew there was a risk…

or was that just a code?

-Code?

-Yes.

How do you tell someone things

that you can't tell them legally?

f*ck!

Mohit Sawhney,

Digish Mehra, Kashaf Quaze…

Ms. Kashaf, you look furious today.

-Everything alright?

-No, actually.

Nothing's alright… in their work.

I have affidavits from 18 of

your clients who had boys.

Do you know what's

common in all of them?

You have affidavits?

What business do you have

harassing my clients like that?

Calm down. Calm down.

-You go ahead--

-They were all informed that

one or more embryos can have

an X-linked recessive genetic disorder.

Yet they chose that embryo.

Because that was your code word

to tell them that this is a male embryo.

What nonsense!

It's our job to tell the clients about

the risks and that's what we did.

Yeah, really?

Then how do you explain the fact

that none of the children

were born with the defect

that you had warned them about?

So your problem is that

all the kids are healthy.

Seriously?

Your warning was not a warning at all.

It was just your way

to inform your clients

which embryos are male.

Madam, there's always an increased risk

of an X-linked recessive

disease in a male embryo.

And if we don't inform

the clients about it,

then we would not be doing our jobs!

Mr. Sawhney, just cut the crap.

PYB-- By the way,

you should call it "Plan Your Boy."

PYB was giving its clients

a chance of sex selection

through this risk information.

Am I right?

And this is the reason why

our clients ignored this risk.

And they were right.

If none of the previous cases had any

problems, then why would this one?

-Okay. We told them about the risk.

-Right.

Now if they ignored our warning

thinking it's some code word,

then it's not our fault.

I see. Okay, so you're saying that…

if we were to make a press statement

with the information we have,

you're ready to defend yourself!

Excuse me? Come again.

What are you saying?

-I just said it.

-Everyone's in a mood to fight.

Sit down.

Let's discuss this over some tea.

-Tea?

-Tea--

She's blackmailing us and you

want to discuss this over tea!

I'm not blackmailing you, Mr. Sawhney.

I'm simply informing you of

the optics of the situation.

Well… cases are not won

or lost in courts alone.

The court of public opinion

is a very big thing.

Oh, and also,

the regulatory authorities…

are very interested in all of this.

How dare you say that?

How dare you say that!

Mr. Sawhney.

Ms. Vandana, what exactly was

your proposal for the settlement?

Let's order some tea or coffee?

Or a soft drink, sir?

I'm sure the Vermas must be elated, but

I wish we had decided to just go public.

PYB will continue doing this.

And since we've signed

a non-disclosure agreement,

we cannot stop them.

I know, but we were trying

to protect our client's interest.

Yes, but even the clients…

They are suffering.

Their kid is suffering, Vandu.

Kashaf…

the non-disclosure agreement says,

"We and our clients cannot

make this information public."

But what if Lata gets these numbers?

Tired of cauliflower.

Who is it?

-Don't know, go check.

-No, you check.

-Vandu, please, you check.

-Please go check.

You always do this!

Coming!

Ma, what are you doing here? All okay?

Ma, what happened?

Ma.

Ma! Say something!

You… get out.

-Ma, what are you saying?

-Don't interfere!

This girl is destroying you.

You leave this house!

Ma, you can't just come to my house and--

Your house is my house!

And this girl will not stay here anymore.

-Tell her to leave right now.

-Ma, this is not your house!

This is our house.

Mine and Vandana's.

Our house? Meaning?

What are you?

Husband and wife?

Ma, please. What are you doing?

Tell me the truth.

What is going on between

this girl and you?

Ma, this is unacceptable.

You can keep hiding it from me,

my dear, but I am your mother.

Mrs. Chatterjee told me everything.

That boy refused to meet you because

you and this girl…

you--

Disgusting!

I am too ashamed to even say it.

Ashamed?

What are you too ashamed to say, Ma?

Look at me!

What are you so ashamed of?

That I'm a l*sbian.

I'm g*y.

That I like women and I don't like men.

That is the truth.

And there's absolutely

nothing to be ashamed of!

But you know what I am ashamed of?

What is the most hurtful thing?

That my mother…

the one who gave birth to me…

can be so rude to my friend,

my roommate, my partner,

the woman whom I love.

You want me to get married, right?

That is your wish, right?

I will get married.

I will marry her.

The day they make g*y marriage

legal in this country,

I'm going to get married to her.

And if you can't wait that long,

then we'll go to some other country

where this is legal and get done with it!

Come here.

PARVATHY: DONE BUILDING MUSCLES?

NOW MEET ME OUTSIDE THE GYM

IN THE CAFETERIA. URGENT.

Parvathy, how did this happen?

Sometimes,

you have to do things to survive.

Really?

A woman suspects that

her gynecologist husband

is having an affair with his nurse.

So I went to his clinic to investigate.

But you didn't deliver, Parvathy.

Hey.

It's the ninth month.

I will deliver very soon.

Did you call me urgently

to be the midwife?

Remember the Justice Quaze

CD I once got for you?

Yes, it was proven a fake.

Yes, but the investigation bureau

director actually helped him out.

With what?

His son had pulled off a big scam.

Hassan?

Six years ago,

Justice Quaze delivered a judgment.

-Yes.

-Shop-sealing.

His son got the judgment out in advance.

He got to know what

the judgment's going to be.

So he bought a lot of

shopping mall space overnight.

Five days later, the judgment came.

All the shops on the road were sealed.

Shopping mall sale price shot up by 500%.

The government investigated.

They got evidence.

Quaze had it buried…

to protect the family reputation.

Man, this is huge.

Three billion huge.