CTRL (कन्ट्रोल)

Go sit there.

Oh my God, shoot the picture!

It's a video, guys!

- Oh my God! -Bina! What are you doing?

- Shall I call your mom? -Bina, please...

Shall I tell her what you're up to in this tiny little flat in Jogeshwari, tell me?

What flavor is it?

Hello. I am Nella.

And I'm Joe.

N.

J.

And welcome to our official Community channel...

NJoy!

This can shoot videos in mid-air, Uncle.

Superb for aerial shots.

Oh wow.

Then, uh... fly it over Sharmaji's house.

Let's see if he lifts weights or does yoga like a girl.

Uncle, that's sexist.

Are you calling your uncle sexy?

Did you sell your shame to buy this...

phone?

The most obvious place to make out

is the bio lab.

The most popular place to make out is the physics lab.

Because... physical.

But honestly, the real fun

is between the biology and physics lab

in the chemistry lab.

-NJoy. -NJoy.

NEITHER SORROW NOR TEARS ONLY LOVE

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you.

He's a guy.

He doesn't do anything.

Bye, Nell.

Bye.

Aren't you gonna say bye to me?

Fuck you, Joe.

Hey, feeling's mutual.

Ta-da!

Home sweet home.

Joe!

Yes!

Our home.

-Our home. -Our home.

-Our home. -Our home!

Whoo!

Okay.

Wait, now you also spin.

Whoa!

Our home.

- -Beautiful.

Bzz! Bzz! Bzzzz!

The Ear Bees Noise Cancellation headphones are the best headphones ever.

I can't hear a single thing. It's great.

Bzz.

Boo! It's our three-year anniversary. What do you want to say?

Happy anniversary.

Phone kiss.

Joe, look at this view. It's perfect.

Perfect.

I love it.

-You're shaking it too much. -I'm not.

One, two...

-SO MUCH LOVE -JOE IS LUCKY

Are we live?

Okay. Hello. Hi. Namaste.

Firstly, I'm sorry that, you know, this is a "live" surprise.

I hope I haven't ruined anyone's plans.

I know you were all sitting at home watching reels. It's fine.

Okay, so, in four minutes' time, it's NJoy's 5th anniversary.

-Take a right turn ahead. - Yes, madam.

And, it's Joe's and my 5th anniversary as well.

And my unsuspecting little Joe is under the impression

that we're gonna be celebrating our anniversary tomorrow night.

But I'm on my way to surprise him.

And before some random wise-ass starts saying,

"Oh, Nella, if you go live with this, then Joe will find out you're coming,"

this fish never forgets.

Joe's Community notifications have been blocked already.

And guess what else I'm doing?

I'm tracking his phone.

Okay, I'm not a stalker.

I just want to surprise him.

-Okay, yeah, stop here. - Okay.

Here, here, here. Okay, let's go.

Let's go.

Fuck, let's go.

Okay, so Joe's in here with all his Bangalore tech buddies,

and the conversation must be like, "Oh, the CPU is so cool, can I marry it?"

Or some lame tech bullshit like that.

Let's go.

- Hi. - Hi.

[pop song playing indistinctly over restaurant radio]

- -What the hell, Joe?!

What are you doing?

How could you do this to me? What are you doing?

Come here, you fucking bitch.

You couldn't find anyone else for your tongue Pelamis?

-I'll kill her! Joe, let go! Let go! -Nella, calm down!

Everyone knows he's my boyfriend! Damn fucking bitch!

-Relax. Calm... -Joe, let go!

Fuck!

Cut, cut, cut!

EVERYONE KNOWS HE'S MY BOYFRIEND

You had to pick him?

Fucking bitch! Everyone knows he's my boyfriend!

You had to pick him?

She's like, "Everyone else was outside smoking."

-"He was the only guy available." -

I guess that girl did "like and share" her boyfriend.

I mean...

And we are commenting on it.

[video chat incoming call music chiming brightly]

Listen. Don't kill me.

I am not party to this at all. I...

Why aren't you taking my calls?

Shall I spell it out, huh?!

-Do you want me to give you details? - Nella. Please.

I'm sorry.

I regret what I did, genuinely.

We weren't there by ourselves, the whole gang was with us.

Then they left and we stayed back for another drink.

I got carried away. I'm sorry.

You got carried away?

Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wouldn't have screamed at all.

I would've suggested a threesome instead. Right?!

Nella, what else do I say, yaar? I'm sorry, I know I fucked up.

Who is she? Huh? Since when this is happening?

This... this was the first time.

Aww, I'm... I'm so sorry.

I totally crapped all over your first kiss.

-I'm genuinely so sorry. -It was a mistake, Nella.

First, tell me who that fucking bitch is.

I swear to God, I hope you're not trying to protect her...

I'm working with a public interest tech group right now.

Ah... she's...

she's a part of that group.

Her name is Shonali.

We're working together, that's it.

Since when?

A few months.

A few months?

So why didn't you tell me?

Okay. What were the two of you working on?

I...

I can't talk about it.

Then why the hell did you call me?

To tell you that the kiss meant nothing to me, Nella.

What do you think I am?

Do you think I'm some kind of moron,

that when you say, "Yaar, it only happened this one time," I'll believe you?

You've turned our whole relationship into a joke, man!

For what?

For that arty-farty bitch who probably braids her armpit hair every day?

Nella, this is not about her, man. This is about us.

And what relationship?

Our entire relationship was about when to post, what to post,

which brand we should work with,