Made in Heaven (2019) s01e02 Episode Script

1
Hello?
Open the door.
I'm standing outside.
-Outside where?
-Outside your room.
We have a crisis, open the door.
I'm not in my room.
Then, where are you?
You slept with Sarfaraz Khan!
How was it?
It was awesome.
As if you can remember.
He looks so delicious,
even when he's sleeping.
Stop it! Raima!
What are we going to do about this?
And now, everyone!
For the best part of the Y.P.P. night!
Because the prince of Delhi
has a surprise gift
for the princess of Dubai!
Let's welcome
Bollywood's most
dashing celebrity actor
-Sarfaraz Khan!
-Oh, my God!
It's actually him!
Oh, my God!
Thank you so much, Jogi!
Oh, my God!
-Do I look okay?
-Amazing.
Thank you so much, I love you!
I love you.
In this city of great wealth
and high aspiration,
the most compulsive desire is
to capture that sparkle.
Why do they call it Y.P.P.?
Young People's Party.
It's just an excuse to party
without your parents and drink.
-We don't have these things back home.
-You don't?
This outfit isn't fitting me well, right?
Yeah, that's what happens when
you wear a synthetic fabric.
Try wearing a natural fabric next time.
Keep your natural ideas to yourself.
Tell me if you have ideas
for western outfits.
-Okay?
-Hmm.
And shoot the couple, not me!
-Alright! Girls and boys!
-Thank you, bro.
-Now is the time for all of you
-Don't be silly!
to hit the dance floor!
Show me what you've got!
-Hey.
-Hey.
Where were you?
I was at the factory.
At the factory?
Yeah, it opens in three days.
Even we have just three days.
Babe
not now, please.
Okay?
Come on, babe, I'm exhausted.
If your mother asks me
why we're not pregnant
I'll tell her,
"your son is always tired."
Hey!
Busted!
Ciggie?
You are too young to be smoking.
You say this every time.
Last offer.
-By the way
-Hmm?
I am in love with Ella Fitzgerald.
I can't believe I'd
never heard her before.
-You have good taste.
-Thank you.
-What are you reading?
-Death in Venice.
-It's about this older man
-Hmm.
who gets so obsessed by
the beauty of this young boy
-Hmm
-that it destroys him.
You would love it.
Uh-huh?
-Okay, bye!
-Yeah, bye.
-Go to school!
-Yeah!
-Study hard!
-Yeah!
-Stop smoking!
-Okay!
Good morning!
Good morning, Mr. Gupta.
Late night again?
Yeah, I
I had an event, so
You didn't take your car?
Uh no.
Somebody dropped you?
I took a
I took a taxi.
-Oh, listen
-Hmm?
Will you be home today?
I need to get some wiring repaired.
Uh, yeah
Actually I'll be leaving
home in an hour, so
So shall I get it done during the day?
You won't be disturbed as well.
And I have an extra key, so
Yeah!
Yeah, okay. Sure.
Just put everything back
in order when you're done?
-Don't worry. I will.
-Okay.
Okay.
-Have a good day.
-Yeah, you too.
I still think we should
serve a full meal.
Yeah, but it's a 4:00 p.m. function, Adil.
Sundowner, high tea
-Trust her, Adil.
-Papa, we're opening a factory.
Your big Punjabi family will
expect their Chola Bhatura.
He has a point.
Listen, they're going to love
the wine and cheese vibe.
Stop stressing.
-Office 2--
-Ah.
Hello?
-How did the sangeet go?
-Very well.
I
paid Adil the installment also.
-That's not what I meant, but--
-Adil has a Midas Touch.
If Made In Heaven fails, then it
would be the first failure for him.
-Why would you say something like that?
-Okay, bye.
Running a business isn't
everybody's cup of tea.
Sorry, sorry.
Jagdish.
So
where were we?
The menu!
Let's go with the wine and cheese thing.
-Okay.
-Sounds good?
-Yeah.
-Excuse me.
Yeah.
What's up?
What?!
Open the fucking door!
You son of a bitch!
Open this door!
What, you're scared now?
Come out, you bastard!
Open!
This is your Sarfaraz, huh?
Come out!
You bloody
Bloody
-Jogi--
-Just fuck off, you planner!
What the fuck does he think, huh?
I called you!
Me, Joginder Sethi!
-I called him!
-Jogi
-And I'm fucking paying him!
-Yes
-And he kisses my girl?
-Okay, relax
Give me my money!
What's wrong with him?
What, auntie?
You want a picture? Here.
Got it?
Open the door, you hero!
I'll break your face!
-Hello! You have to stop this!
-It's his hotel.
Fucking asshole!
Open this door!
-Where the hell is his manager?!
-Fucker!
-What the fuck am I supposed to do?
-I don't know
-but you've got to handle it, okay?
-Sir.
Can I talk to him about
the kiss with the bride?
Swati, please
Let's please stick to
talking about the brand, okay?
That's what we're here for.
Please have a seat.
-Please cancel this.
-How?
I don't know how but you've got to can--
Sarfi
No, no
I she
The security guards haven't
been allowed to go up.
It's totally crazy here.
I've called his father
he's on his way, don't worry.
Just just stay in the room.
Keep things locked.
-I'll handle the media, don't worry.
-Fuck the media, Ashoo!
He's fucking holding me hostage,
just fucking get the cops!
Sarfi, we've got to handle this.
The media is going to have a field day.
You know what?
-Fuck the media, and fuck you!
-Okay, okay--
Get me out of here, you fucking dick!
Fuck you!
-Is he coming?
-No.
What time is the flight?
The charter is waiting.
The media is waiting.
We'll be charging you
another two crores for today.
Just cancel this!
How?
Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen
I'm extremely sorry to inform you
that Sarfaraz has had to
fly out early this morning.
His doggy Snowy, met with an
accident and is with us no more.
Sorry.
That's really sad.
Let me settle in, then I'll send you
the entire airport schedule.
Okay?
Okay, bye.
Open! Open!
-Open! Open!
-What are you doing, son?
If you don't want to
marry her, just tell us!
-Shut up, mummy!
-You shut up!
Spoilt, bloody rotten!
-Excuse me?
-Open! Open!
Jogi, people need to go through!
Excuse me, can we get through?
Sorry, it's a personal matter,
please go to your room.
I'm sorry, my son is not very well.
-I apologize.
-Open! Open!
-Your room tonight is complimentary
-Mr. Sethi, if
Sarfaraz does not leave today,
you have to pay another two crores.
Balls, I'll pay!
I cannot do anything, sir.
You have signed a contract.
Open! Open!
-This is enough!
-Open! Open!
-Grab him and take him out of here!
-Open!
-Get him out of here!
-Let go of me! Open!
I said let go of me!
-Be gentle with my boy!
-Take him away!
You'll be fine, my son!
Mummy, why don't you
say something to them?!
Has the sardar left?
We're not going to risk your life, Sarfi.
-Sarfaraz, I'm damn sorry, man! I'm--
-Shut up!
Just shut up!
Get my stuff!
That motherfucker banged on my door
-for two hours!
-He's the owner of the hotel.
-How can you fucking let this happen!
-Where the fuck are you?!
Fucking fuck you!
Just stop, you road runner!
Out of my way!
-Get out!
-Jogi!
Leave me! Don't pull my leg!
Leave me!
Motherfucker!
Relax.
No, no!
-You want to play hockey?
-No, no
-You want to play hockey?
-Sarfi, no. Sarfi
-You want to play hockey?
-No, no!
I'll fucking play hockey
with your balls, bastard!
Please! Please, Sarfaraz!
Don't, please!
This is assault!
I'm fucking assaulting you?
Yes! And I'm going to
call the cops right now!
You'll be behind the bars!
Call the cops!
You're a fucking idiot!
And you're a bloody kisser!
No wonder your fiancé
did a number on you!
Okay, Sarafaraz, Jogi,
enough is enough, man!
-You need to behave yourselves--
-And where were you guys?
He could have hurt me!
Motherfucker!
I'm going to fucking fuck you up!
Bloody bastard! Let's go!
Can we go now?
Yo.
Fuck me!
I really think we should
get this footage out of here.
Yes, please.
She's just a kid, man.
Calling Sarfaraz Khan for the
party was Joginder's bright idea.
Yes, but Joginder didn't
know that Harsimran
would publicly kiss Sarfaraz Khan,
lip-to-lip and will embrace the family.
You mean "embarrass."
You got it, right?
Look, the important thing is
Harsimran did not kiss the hero.
The photograph is clicked
from the wrong angle.
Come on, Mr. Mann!
Excuse me!
You don't believe us?
Do you want to call off
the wedding, Balwinder?
We can also call off the joint venture.
Please! That's not what I am suggesting.
Jogi and Harsimran are children.
These wedding planners
should have known better.
Jogi wanted Sarfaraz there!
But, son, you could
have handled it better.
See, if Shashi Kapoor were
to come for my wedding
and wanted to kiss me
would I have been able to resist him?
Anyway
it's my son who's been
shown in poor light here.
Yes, we need to do
some damage control.
We have to kill the Twitter buzz.
If, Jogi and Harsimran
take a romantic picture
and Instagram it,
I think it'll really help.
See what you can do.
He's furious right now.
I'm not sure if he'll
talk to Harsimran
but sure, make the video.
Twat it.
"Tweet."
Well, I'll stick to "twat!"
You got problem? Huh?
This is unbelievable!
Ali, bro, is this your cat?
Yes, we have to do
this kind of stuff.
The bride and groom aren't
the only attractions anymore.
Hi, Muskaan.
Ignoring me and all?
Oh, look at that!
Srishti, you're doing
a lot of work for once!
Hi, monkey! Hi mommy!
What's up?
We're looking for a Cinderella dress.
I don't want to be Cinderella.
-It's a princess theme party.
-What do you want to be?
-Wonder Woman.
-Why?
Because she can fly.
She doesn't need a pumpkin carriage.
Good girl!
-Smart!
-All hands on deck, guys.
Shibani
tell Prabhat we'll have a happy
Instagram video of
the couple by tomorrow.
Until then we need to squash
-all further stories about this, okay?
-Okay.
-Reena.
-Okay, ma'am, I'll make it happen.
Sarfaraz's PR team is also here
so get the two to co-ordinate, yeah?
-Sure.
-Hello?
Start putting out some stories
of her three crore trousseau or whatever.
-Okay.
-Guys!
Guys, the photo that's going viral
has been shared by your company.
-What?
-Impossible. We have rules.
No one shares pictures
from wedding events.
Oh, really?
Who's Jaspreet Kaur?
-Shit.
-Jazz?
Where the fuck is she?
You know that
that's a bad word, right?
Yeah.
Dude.
What were you thinking?
Did you think you were
a guest at this party?
Next time this happens,
you can catch a bus
and go back to Dwarka or Rohini,
or wherever the fuck it is you're from.
You can't stay here tonight.
Return your keys.
And delete all these pictures
from Facebook and Instagram.
I'm serious.
Do you have any idea how
embarrassing this is for us?
Has anyone seen Jogi?
-Is he okay?
-Ma'am, he hasn't eaten anything all day.
He's just been drinking.
Harsimran needs to talk to him.
She tried, apparently.
He screamed at her.
Hmm.
Yes?
Joginder and his family
are very religious.
They come to our local Gurudwara.
If Harsimran ma'am goes
there to pray and apologize--
You're telling us the only
solution is divine intervention?
No one can say no to God.
Seriously?
And Harsimran ma'am
can also cook something
for Joginder sir, because
he hasn't eaten all day.
Actually, I think it's a great idea.
Good stuff, Jazz!
You were to return after two days.
We finished early.
Make some tea for your father.
Papa, your tea.
The electricity and gas bills are here.
Make sure to pay them.
"Homemade food?"
Cook for him?
Pray for him? Are you crazy?
How arranged is this marriage?
You know Jogi and me
have never even done it, right?
Let's pray he turns out
to be good in bed.
I can't see him, Tara.
He'll kill me.
Why?
Something happened.
You can't tell anyone.
I messed up with Sarfaraz.
-If Jogi finds out, my parents will--
-They won't find out.
I went to his room.
In Jogi's hotel.
What about the hotel cameras?
We've removed the footage.
So you knew already?
Yup.
Why'd you do that?
Because, I'm a girl
and we fuck up sometimes.
He was really hot!
I just had to!
Stop crying! You scored big, girl!
Can we please focus on the
problem at hand? Yes? Thank you.
Do you want to marry Jogi?
Yeah, of course!
But I can't deal with
this level of drama.
He's hurt. He needs to calm down.
And right now, only you can change that.
Okay?
Hmm?
Okay.
Finally, someone's got her to cook.
What's really interesting
is that it took a girl from Dwarka
to show a princess from Dubai
how to crack open her man's heart.
What's not so interesting is that
apparently,
all it takes is cooking and praying.
I made this for you.
Please don't say no.
You don't have to marry me.
At the Gurudwara, I could
only think of one thing.
Go ahead and call off the wedding
if you want to.
But I just need you to know,
I didn't do anything.
Feed me some more of that sweet?
Papa told me the picture is
taken at the wrong angle.
So stupid!
I know you didn't kiss him.
Lip-to-lip didn't happen for sure.
You'd not do that to me.
You know
I have no doubts in my heart.
And
I'm so sorry
that I doubted you.
Really sorry.
You guys look so romantic
in the moonlight!
Can I take a picture?
Sure, why not?
How do you want it?
Okay.
Thank you. Good night.
Good night.
I embarrassed you, didn't I?
What can I do?
I'm a sardar. Hot headed!
I know you love me.
And I trust you with
my life, sweetheart.
I'm just a puppy!
Never leave me, okay?
Mm-hmm.
Hey.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
It's all good.
Get off the phone, babe.
I can't tell you the day I've had.
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
Just crazy, rich people getting married.
Where's Adil?
Apparently, at the factory.
Apparently?
I don't know.
What?
Maybe I'm being really stupid.
I'm listening.
Something's been up
with Adil, you know
Go on.
I mean
he's just been a bit weird.
I mean
the way he's on the phone all the time
his timings are all off
What are you saying?
You think he's having an affair?
I'm just being paranoid, right?
A little bit.
He's completely into you.
Everyone can see that.
-You're going to drop it.
-I'm not going to drop it.
Adil is so hot.
He shouldn't be allowed to get married.
What do you think of the bride?
-What is that?
-Digging for gold!
-Are you done?
--Hmm. Cut me another one.
Open up! It's the police!
Bitches!
Fuck off!
That's not funny!
Jogi's going to like it.
Why is that so full?
Not anymore.
Cheers!
Look, I'm writing the "J" over here.
Look at it carefully.
Not just "J."
Write "Jogi," his full name.
Yeah and he won't be able to find it.
Promise.
Can I say something?
He's really good at heart.
Fuck!
Harsimran, are you okay?
Babe?
Harsimran!
Hey, babe! Harsimran!
Karan! Come in!
Babe!
Babe, no
It's okay.
Let it out, okay?
-It's just your 17th Simo mimosa!
-Hey!
All right?
No, no! Just
It's okay.
What? It's okay.
-It's okay! It happens.
-It doesn't happen!
The bride doesn't sleep
with the celebrity guest!
-Shut up!
-Okay, just go see no one comes in.
I got her.
I lied to him.
It's okay, relax.
I lied to him
I'm going to die from this guilt.
No, no, just breathe.
Just breathe.
He's such a fucking nice guy
and I cheated on him!
It's okay.
-I really love him!
-Yeah, of course you do!
No!
I properly fell in love
with him last night.
-Okay, so that's good thing, right?
-How?!
He'll dump my ass if
he finds out what I did!
I'm a horrible person.
No! No, sweetheart!
You're a 22 year-old-girl!
-It's okay.
-I have to tell him.
I have to be honest.
What do I do?
Okay, listen
that depends on what you want.
-No!
-No, no! Stop crying!
Think about it.
What do you really want?
-I want a happy marriage.
-Right?
Then, sweetheart
you're going to have to
shut the fuck up!
It's over.
It's done with.
It's your little secret.
Just take it with you,
bury it deep in the ground.
-But what about honesty?
-Baby, that boat has sailed. Okay?
Now just be wise, be kind.
Huh?
Listen, you'll have your whole life
to make it up to him. Okay?
Okay, from now on you'll
never lie to him. Yeah?
Promise?
-Yeah, promise.
-Thank you!
Okay.
Okay, okay, just--
Okay!
Okay, one sec
One second.
It's okay. Okay?
-Shall we go? Huh? Come.
-Thank you.
There she is.
I love you!
Okay, let's go!
She's cute, right?
-She's okay.
-Yeah, yeah!
You have high standards, bro.
Have you seen Pavni there?
She moves really well.
Hey, who's Pavni?
-That girl in the ponytail. Nehru house.
-You like Pavni now?
She's hot.
Hot, huh?
So
should I cancel my ticket?
We go through this every single time.
Well, I'm waiting for
you to tell me to stay.
I I worry about your job.
Oh, my job.
Because Twitter's going to
shut down if I'm a day late.
Two years.
Two years, I've been coming to see you
on my fucking work trips, okay?
I'm just asking, for once
could you do a fucking wedding in the US?
I mean, for God's sake!
Do you want to head out for a bit?
No.
Let's stay home and watch
Vinyl House videos.
That's why you're the best.
Don't you miss it?
I mean, look at this.
This is just great.
I think
you have to open it up again.
Look how happy you are!
First of all
I would like to thank my team.
Without whom, none
of this would be possible!
Yes!
Second of all, where it all started
my mother and my father, thank you!
And last, but not least
my beautiful wife, Tara.
I have been busy
I have been distracted
and she has been nothing but supportive.
Tara, all of this is for you!
Cheers! Congratulations!
On that
On that note,
everybody, please get a drink!
Yes?
And do take the tour!
-Well done, my boy!
-Thank you, Papa.
-You're welcome.
-Thank you, Ma. Cheers!
-Congratulations!
-Let's take a picture.
Come on, big smile!
-Nicely done, babe.
-Thank you.
Hey
Adam has a proposal for me.
Is it okay if I get into bed with him?
That's amazing!
So everything's okay?
Yeah.
Hey, it's your mother.
Why didn't you tell me you were coming?
My son-in-law invited me,
how could I not come?
You don't invite us.
Hello.
He opened up another factory!
You've hit the jackpot!
You've come to a classy party.
Don't act like a bitch
from the streets.
That's our home you're talking about.
It used to be yours as well.
Hi!
Aren't you going to introduce us?
-That's my mum. My sis.
-Hi.
-Hello.
-It's nice to meet you.
Ruchi.
Hi! Nice to meet you.
Is it the first time that you
guys are coming here?
-Where are you taking me?
-This is the tour.
Noisy!
Music! Music to my ears!
-Congratulations!
-Thank you.
-I'm impressed.
-Really?
Show me.