Masaba Masaba (2020) s01e01 Episode Script

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Too much fabric, guys.
Yeah, seriously.
I'm looking a minimum
of six months pregnant in this.
-What else?
-Let me see.
Show me that.
That's gorgeous. That's nice.
The colour might be too much, right?
Okay, take a photo and show me.
Hey, guys, sorry for barging in.
-Hi.
-Hi.
-You had your breakfast?
-Yeah, just came to get some stuff.
Hey, listen, your suit is back
from the dry cleaners for the awards.
-So should I send it to the studio?
-Yeah, sure. Thanks.
Okay.
What, guys?
Nothing.
-Your boyfriend dumped you again?
-Nothing.
Just show me.
"A little birdie tells me
that there's trouble in paradise
for this artsy couple
who just celebrated
their second anniversary.
Rumor has it the husband has been
dancing to someone else's tunes
and the lady has designs
on a certain foreign import.
Maybe it's in her genes
to conquer international waters."
What rubbish, guys!
Where is this foreign import?
Stuck in customs?
Madam, left, left, left. Madam, left.
How will I learn if I don't drive?
I know what is "left."
Madam, why don't you hire a driver?
Why do you need to learn all this
at this age?
What do you mean, "this age"?
I'm not 60 yet!
And I've planned to do all the things
that I couldn't do until now.
I'll learn how to swim, I'll get a tattoo,
I'll learn how to drive,
and I’ll play the lead role in a film.
-Yeah, Mohini. I'm learning how to drive.
-Neena, where are you?
Today's my third lesson.
-How's it going?
-It's so easy!
Madam, stop driving.
You can't talk on the phone
while you're driving. You'll die!
-Please stop.
-Okay.
Hold on a second.
I'm stopping.
One minute, one minute. What blind item?
Yeah, Sheela forwarded it
on the WhatsApp group.
-Did you send it?
-Yes.
Hold on, let me just take a look at it.
Are you teaching or disrupting traffic?
But how is this about Masaba?
They've mentioned an artsy couple,
musician and designer.
Where is it mentioned?
It's in the tailpiece section
of the paper.
Are they having problems?
It's all nonsense.
They came over for dinner two weeks ago.
Okay, I'll call you later.
I have to finish my lesson.
-Okay? Bye.
-Bye.
Okay, let's go.
Home, please.
I've to go back to the driving school.
Other students are waiting.
Please, just drive.
-Masu!
-Hi, babe.
How are you, babe?
So I can't wait to see this amazing outfit
you've made me
for my Swachh Bharat thing.
I've made you a few options
and you'll love--
Okay, listen, babe.
I'll actually have to collect trash.
So I really hope it's comfortable.
Don't worry about that.
Would you like an iced vanilla latte?
I'm vegan now. Black coffee is fine.
Okay. Shweta, will you please get Kiara
a black coffee?
Is this the new collection?
-Yeah, take a look. I'll be right back.
-Sure.
Interesting, no?
Excuse me, mister, what's taking so long?
Why don't you relax and get a massage?
Give it here, I'll do it.
-It's done. Just two minutes.
-Do it quickly.
Ma'am, it's done. It's ready.
Come fast now, Gehna.
Babe, just one minute.
Wow, guys. The client's waiting downstairs
and y'all are just chilling.
Give it here. I'll do it.
Give me the blouse.
But is it too much?
No, it's fab!
And, anyway, you look great in everything.
Of course. But listen,
I feel like Tia was wearing a print
like this at her mehendi ceremony.
-Did you give her something like this?
-No, that was very different.
-Anyway, this is much better.
-Yeah, I quite like this.
Are you going for her
The final wedding on Friday?
There's so many weddings!
I can't be attending so many parties.
I'm so busy shooting!
Is it too soon?
I read the blind item, babe.
Listen, you know you can tell me
anything anytime?
I'm your friend first, then a star.
You know Vinay and me
are great together, right?
And I'm sure that journalist
has some agenda against us.
He's coming to the awards with me tonight,
so I think everyone will shut up.
Of course. In fact I knew this.
I don't even read blind items.
Someone just sent it to me.
Speaking of journalists,
has anyone called the paps?
-Yes, ma'am.
-Perfect.
-Should we do a final check?
-Let's.
Broom, please.
Slit? Leg out? Or what do you think?
-Little.
-Me, too.
Something's missing.
Put your hands down.
-Sunglasses.
-Okay.
I think this should do the trick.
I knew it!
-What do you think?
-Love.
Send me your Instagram handles
and I'll hashtag.
Bye!
Entourage, hurry up!
A broom for the sunglasses?
I guess that's a fair deal.
Hi, Masaba. Just heard about something
not very nice
I know it's all nonsense, but
I just wanted to tell you that
with marriage, you have to work at it.
It's not so easy,
and there will be ups and downs,
but you can't give up, okay?
Just call me, okay?
Please call. Urgently. Bye.
Take the next left.
Madam, madam, one selfie?
Madam, please take off your sunglasses.
-Ma'am, can you say that line?
-What line?
That one from Kamzor Kadi Kaun.
It was my favorite show.
I used to watch it after school.
"You may leave. Namaste."
-Okay?
-Thank you, madam.
What do I do about my mom?
She's just calling me non-stop.
Doesn't she understand
that I need my own space this time?
And you heard that voice note, right?
What was that?
I mean, wherever I go, whatever I do
everyone says, "Your mom is so cool,
she's such a badass.
It must be so cool
to have a mother like her."
I mean, just see this!
She did everything she wanted to,
but I've always been stifled.
I didn't even have a boyfriend
until I was
What the fuck was that?
Did you just smell me?
No.
No No.
I was just wondering, Masaba,
do you know anybody who uses
The Garden of Eden by Nene?
I mean, you work with so many actresses,
and you work with them so closely,
you must know.
What's that?
It's a perfume.
Smells of, like,
vanilla and cinnamon and apples,
with a hint of mistress in it.
I don't know anybody who uses that.
Anyway, this blind item
Vinay isn't picking up anyone's calls,
so everyone's been calling me.
Ma'am. Shilpa left her jacket behind.
Give it to me.
You can leave.
You know, honey
don't let these tiny blind items
perturb you.
I mean, come on, look at me,
I'm a superstar's wife.
Do you know the kind of things
I hear about my husband?
These are all rumors, Masaba.
I mean, if I had to believe everything
that I heard about my husband
Oh, God, I would be in therapy. You know?
Only Sonam can send me to a therapist
who has more issues than me.
Does no one deliver the paper
to your house?
You've turned me into a ragpicker.
I refuse to subscribe to the newspaper.
When I read about others getting roles
over me, I get depressed.
-Show me that thing about Masaba.
-Here.
Welcome. You look like you need a drink.
Come. I'm trying some new recipes.
This one is Itchy Butt,
and I'm calling this one Dog's Tail.
Yuck! What are these names, Gia?
I don't wanna try.
Okay, I'll change the names.
Try them at least.
The bar's opening in two months.
I need a cocktail menu.
You know what? Give it to me.
I desperately need to day-drink today.
This is not bad.
So, then, should I name this one
"Blind Item" in your honor?
You couldn't stop yourself, right?
Had to bring it up.
What to do, man? Three journalists
have called since morning.
They want my quote
as your "close personal friend."
What the fuck do I say to them?
Should I tell them everything?
What do you mean?
Just that your colon-cleansing bills
have bankrupted Vinay.
"Masaba's marriage in the toilet?
Is her ass responsible
for the flushing of his assets?"
Please, Gia, shut up.
"After serving up
poisonous tears to Vinay,
Masaba spotted day-drinking!"
"Vinay has one solution
to Masaba's 99 problems."
-"Divorce, Divorce."
-"Divorce."
For real though, how are you feeling?
How are you dealing? And how's Vinay?
I mean, I've been inundated
with calls and messages since morning,
but I won't reply to them.
I'm stressed about Mom.
You know how sensitive
she is about these things.
Bro, she called me four times
since morning.
I just switched off my phone.
-Oh, God.
-Can't deal with it.
I didn't know you'd be here at this time.
It's my bar. Where else would I be?
Anyway, I'm here to get my camera bag.
Yeah, take it and go.
You dumped him again?
This time it's properly over.
You always say the same thing.
Bro, his exercise never stops.
Even after sex, he's like,
"Burnt 400 calories!"
Okay.
What's taking him so long, dude?
Has he gone to Kandivali to get this bag?
I'll shoo him off, wait.
Four missed calls from Mom.
Oh, God.
Stop it. You
Stop, please.
Started.
The tea is hot. Please drink it slowly.
KJo's launching this one, too?
Look at Sunaina.
She's bagged the Aquaclean ad.
Smitten by those big eyes,
everything is just given to her.
I never get anything. Where is it?
I knew it. I knew it.
Who wears such loose clothes at a wedding?
She was pregnant!
-Really?
-Totally trapped him.
Oh, my God!
-Okay, tell me where it is?
-Here it is, "Blind Item."
-"A little birdie--"
-How's the tea?
-It's fine.
-But you haven't tasted it.
"A little birdie tells me that there is--"
Drink it before it gets cold.
-"A little birdie--"
-Give it here.
"A little birdie tells me that there is
trouble in paradise for the"
Leave it, Neena. What's the point?
Everyone knows journalists write nonsense.
It's all rubbish.
Let it be.
But everyone's going to read it.
Even we're reading it.
Is it rubbish
only when it's about our daughters?
Everyone's going to read it.
Voice-call from Mom.
Voice-call from Mom.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Where is he?
-Hi. Sorry.
-You came.
Okay, let's go.
The lighting's bad over there.
Together, please.
Masaba ma'am, we heard
you're getting a divorce?
Would you like to comment on these rumors?
Vinay, was your song "Broken Lonely Heart"
about your divorce?
Guys, we're here together.
Why do you want to break up our marriage?
Ma'am, please one more
-No, that's it, guys. Thank you.
-No more questions.
Masu! There you are!
-Shekhar, what's up, brother?
-We were just talking about you
Wow! You were talking about someone else
other than yourself?
What a bitch.
Come here, you.
Vini! Old-school. Micky likes.
So, when are you showing me
your new collection?
As soon as you put it
on the cover of Flair.
You haven't featured
any of my collections.
Honey, unless it turns me on,
it doesn't get on the cover.
You're so hard to please, Micks.
-Guys, I'm gonna
-Vins, you know I love your new song.
Send me the number
of the girl from the music video.
-I need a new face.
-Sure, I'll share it.
By the way, guys,
I'm so happy to see both of you together.
I knew you two would make it.
Come here. Group hug!
-I love you guys.
-Guys, I'll be right back. Sorry.
What do I say to him?
"Hi, Dhairya."
No, no. Too cas, too cas.
"Good evening, Mr. Rana."
No, too formal.
But it's better to be formal, right?
We can't wait to get started.
Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
I just wanted to say hello.
Sure.
Hi, Dhairya. I mean, Mr. Rana.
Great. Already fucked up.
Hi.
Okay, he hates me.
Hi.
Mission abort. Abort, abort mission.
That's Vinay, my husband,
and that's Dhairya, my lead investor.
Hi, Vinay.
Do you know Dhairya never invested
in fashion before?
And his wife used to follow me
on Instagram.
-The investment was her idea.
-Ex-wife.
Ex-wife?
No one told me.
I did see a picture, but
No one told me. I mean It's final?
Are you divorced
or you're trying it out?
What's going on?
I mean, are you okay?
I mean Have you tried
counselling and stuff? Is it working?
Or what's going with all that? I mean
It must be tough but you know
people find people all the time.
You can find other people.
It all works out.
It's a good thing your business
depends on your design capabilities
and not on your communication skills,
or we'd both be out on the street by now.
Have a good evening.
Look at this outfit.
Are you nervous?
No, he told me they're giving it to me,
so
I meant about your speech
-Why?
-after the fiasco outside.
I'll be fine.
It's an art which I worship.
And to be standing here today,
being celebrated for the art and fashion
that I put out into the world
is truly a fulfilling feeling.
Thank you so much.
Give it up for Rahi Chadda!
And now, my favorite award of the year.
The Millennial Female
Fashion Icon of the Year.
Love. Love. Love, love, love, love, love.
She's bold. She's fierce.
We love her designs,
and she's my close, close friend.
Give it up for Masaba Gupta!
Well, I don't really know what
"Millennial Female Fashion Icon" means,
but I love awards, so thank you very much.
I want to thank you first, Micky,
and Flair Magazine
for this incredible honor.
I wouldn't have been here without my army
of amazing girls at House of Masaba
who actually do all the work.
And my mother, Neenaji,
the original fashion icon,
without whom
I wouldn't have been here today.
And last but not the least,
my incredible husband Vinay,
who apparently divorced me
as of this morning.
But he's still here.
And you could've just told me.
I had to find out from the papers!
So thank you very much.
It's wonderful, thank you!
-Ma'am.
-Ma'am, one photograph with sir.
-Thanks, guys.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
-Thank you, ma'am.
-Thanks for coming tonight.
-You're welcome.
It's always nice to see you up there.
-I'm gonna call my driver.
-What do you mean?
I've got my own car.
Ride with me and let the car follow us.
Masaba, I'm not going back to that house.
I've moved all my things out.
You can't move out now.
The blind item was published just today.
Just let things settle
and then we can talk about it, okay?
Look, I came here only for you.
I spent the whole evening by your side.
I was here for the whole event.
Isn't that enough?
No, really, I'm not going back
to that house. I've moved out!
Okay, let's not make a scene, please?
Just ride with me
and change cars at Juhu Signal, okay?
Please come.
Ma'am, sorry.
Now, what should I tell this girl?
She'll tell the entire office.
What difference does it make?
How many times will we change the story?
At some point, the truth will come out.
How long can we put on an act?
It's just till I figure out
what's happening.
I need time to process things.
I need to understand the situation
before I can tell the world.
What's there to understand?
People get divorced all the time.
Look, I have been surrounded
by controversy since the day I was born.
Okay? You won't get it.
All I'm trying to say is that you can't
live your life hiding like this.
So what should we do? Announce it?
I mean, even our families don't know yet.
Yours doesn't.
What?
You told your family?
Vinay, we were meant to talk about this!
What if your family tells mine?
God, now everyone will know.
Why didn't you tell me?
You have to ask me these things!
Fuck!
Masaba, I'm tired.
Let's just tell everyone and finish it,
please.
Okay, sure.
Why don't we put it up on Instagram?
That's not such a bad idea.
Vinay, I was joking.
Masaba, I'm being very serious.
I mean, it'll be so simple.
You won't have to give any reasons
nor any answers.
It'll happen like this
Just think about it.
Fine. Fuck it.
What should I write?
I don't know. You're the expert.
I think what we can say is
"Vinay and I
would like to inform you that"
I mean, shouldn't we make it a bit solemn,
some sadness
You know
-Can we be sad about it?
-Like, "With a heavy heart"
Yeah, "heavy heart."
"So it is with a heavy heart
that Vinay and I
would like to announce" Inform?
-Yeah.
-Announce? Announce is better.
Okay, check the grammar, all good?
-Yeah.
-Posting it.
Done.
"It is with a heavy heart that Vinay
and I are announcing our separation.
While the love and respect
we have for each other
will always remain,
we realized that our journey together
can only go on this far.
Even though our individual lives
will take us on different paths now
we know that we are not in this alone.
Knowing this is what gave us
the strength and courage
to be honest to ourselves.
And now,
we're finally ready to be honest
with all of you.
All we ask is for some time to heal
and acceptance when we reach out to you.
Every ending is a beginning.
We just don't know it at the time.
Love doesn't always
follow a straight road.
There are ups and downs,
detours and dead ends.
And only if you're very, very lucky
do you find love that lasts forever."