The first 200 lines.
Ishi, slow down.
Give me your hand.
Push yourself up, Meera.
-Did you see two girls run by? -What's the problem?
-The urchins stole my wallet. -Really? Let's get the bitches.
Do you think they ran into that lane? Come on!
You go that way, and I'll go this way.
Yeah, alright!
Does it hurt?
A little.
It's okay.
I'll be fine.
Sorry, I...
Hey... it will be fine.
You don't need to apologize.
Did I tell you about the first time I picked a man's pocket?
He chased me all the way to the fish market.
I knocked over a basketful of fish.
He slipped and cracked his head!
Will you read to me, Ishi?
I've looked up through the trees at the sky...
and had a strange feeling of being happy.
Magic is always pushing and drawing.
And making things out of nothing.
There's magic all around us.
In all the places, all the time.
But there's no magic here, Ishi.
Then I'll take you somewhere
where there's only magic.
Thank you, Ishi.
Sweet dreams, sweetheart.
I'll always be here for you.
Instead of serving the people, they are resorting to corruption to get richer.
That's how business magnates obstruct the nation's progress.
They are encouraged by people like Ishi Sangamitra...
who cleverly mask their misdeeds.
Various media houses have landed over one lakh documents
of Vedaaya Consulting, a PR firm.
Therefore, all fingers point to its proprietor, lobbyist Ishi Sangamitra.
It is believed that since 1990,
Ishi has been in business with every corrupt politician & businessman.
But now, the truth will emerge.
Let us remind our viewers that this case is being investigated...
-It's a complicated situation. -Your Ohitashi salad, ma'am.
It's not black and white.
Guys, the answer isn't easy to find.
But Ishi should at least speak to us.
I've tried calling her at least four times.
And it's not like she's not online on the chat.
-I know. -But this news is hard poop.
Tough to flush out.
-Excuse me? -It's true!
Do you know what our dickhead society chairperson came to ask me today?
Details about Ishi.
-Asshole. -For what?
Because the Society's agenda for the next AGM is to determine
what type of people will be allowed to stay here.
They'll come to you as well.
In your villa, Dolly.
And this is all because of the mess that she has created.
-Come on. It's not her fault. -And let me tell you,
this is not some dead bird that suddenly dropped on our heads.
It's my gut feeling, you know?
Which is the best informer, if you ask me.
So what? Shame her publicly?
Okay, that's harsh.
And what was that "dead bird" bit?
Hydration alert.
FOUR GODDESSES
"Can't make it. See you at the party."
I hope she's okay.
Just tell Emily that I'll be there shortly. Okay?
And tell the models to smile. Are they in mourning?
Dolly, you'll pay for me?
Of course.
Meher, figure it out, for God's sake.
She'll be fine.
Yes.
And we'll see her tonight at the party.
Forget having a heart-to-heart there.
There'll be too many people at the party.
It'll be claustrophobic.
So what?
We'll entertain ourselves.
One more?
I'm having one more.
You used confidential data...
which a select few Indians have access to.
You made 180 crore rupees in two days.
And the joke is...
you're calling me a greedy whore.
Our dealings were private.
But the media has plastered my name everywhere.
The path you're on...
will lead you to death.
Everyone has to die.
But it's beyond me...
why men feel obliged to coerce women...
and make them feel afraid!
Well, I think...
men are the most scared beings.
Yes, she is here to meet Rajeev Sikand.
Let's speak later.
That bitch has made my life miserable.
I could throttle her with my bare hands!
Who else will she take down?
The woman has cost me a fortune.
She'll make me shut down my company!
Yeah, that's nice.
Smile, girls.
Another one.
-Nice. -The incurable and annoying perfectionist
in you might never accept this.
But the show is going to be spectacular.
If you say so.
I quit.
Listen...
it kills me to ask you this.
Name it.
Could you ship us the dresses tomorrow instead of the day after?
This is intricately embroidered bridal couture, Emily.
Not panties.
I know, darling. It's tight.
Look, it's in your best interest, of course.
-The more time you have, the more... -How many?
Ninety-five.
Seventy.
You know, closing the Delhi Fashion Week
and launching your own international store...
all in the same week...
you're beyond admirable, Zaira Sheikh.
I'll see you in Dubai, okay?
I've got you the suite at the Al Jumeirah.
About that, Em...
I'm not so sure, I...
What?
Are you bailing on your own store launch?
I didn't take you for the nervous type.
I'm not.
It just seems so...
I don't know... vain.
You are the third female Indian designer...
to open her own international store.
Vanity is non-negotiable.
Drinks on me in Dubai!
-Can we see this? -Yeah.
Look at this one.
Hey! Come here.
What the f... What's your problem?
This lehenga costs more than your life's earnings!
Thank the Lord that I've got you covered.
And I'll save you from going into debt.
Who's going pay if it gets damaged? Your pop?
Listen!
These dresses need to be shipped to Dubai.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
The embroidery hasn't been delivered yet. Does our chief tailor even know?
-Meher... -No.
Zaira, you're giving me an anxiety attack! Thirteen pieces are yet to be cut.
We can do it.
We can do it.
Good.
After the shoot, drop this lehenga off at my house. Okay?
Smile, girls!
So?
How's school?
I have three tests on Friday, Mom.
I haven't even finished the Science chapter.
So, why aren't you studying?
Why are you always glued to your...
Mom!
Hello.
What happened here?
I was trying levitation.
The vase was almost this high.
I sneezed. Sorry.
Gently pat it down...
like this.
Anu...
Do you remember what Mama said?
-No football in the living room. -No football in the living room.
Zayn, keep an eye on your little sister!
This is why I wanted a house on the ground floor.
There would be a lawn to play in.
Hey!
Get your sweaty clothes off my sheets!
They're my sheets too.
By the way, how's Ishi?
Her contact list is full of bigwigs.
She'll be fine.
But it's the prime time news on every goddamn channel.
It's plastered.
Obviously.
Shrewdness has an expiry date.
You run out of chances.
Anyway...
I'm overthinking it.
Overthink?
And you?
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