Four More Shots Please

Previously on seasons one and two

Four More Shots Please!

When I hear you babbling, I feel like I'm home.

That all's well with the world.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

They are feisty.

Women work twice as hard to reach half as far.

They are flawed.

You've put on weight, Siddhi.

What is this?

They are judged.

Poor thing's a divorcee.

Four women,

who live,

love,

fall,

and continue being friends no matter what.

Meet Anjana Menon.

The best friend.

The perfect lawyer,

but the imperfect mother.

Pooky aunty is very nice.

You're the one who's moving on.

You also move on.

I'll show you what moving on is, asshole.

This is Damini Rizvi Roy.

A journalist...

They need to grow a pair of balls.

Writer,

OCD in life, messy in love.

I like you too much.

This is Umang Singh.

A Punjabi girl.

Queer and curious.

Hi.

Just keep a little faith, it's gonna be absolutely...

You know who she is?

Bollywood Goddess Samara Kapoor.

And finally, meet Siddhi Patel.

Papa's favorite.

Hey, Siddhi-Piddhi.

But, can't deal with mom.

He chose men over you.

Shut up! Just shut up, Sneha!

And she's trying to love her body.

Vagina!

The four are always there for each other

but sometimes friendships do get complicated.

We came here to discuss my problems.

But as usual, you've made it about yourselves.

It's my first relationship with a woman. I'm not sure if I'm...

"If I'm..." what?

I want to make this work.

Hi, I'm Myrah.

I'm taking Arya to the hospital.

Arya!

Sid, are you okay?

I and my heart are lonely.

Sids needs help.

It was time to leave all the baggage behind and move on.

-Sids! -Siddhi!

What are you doing here?

An SOS call is all it took to bring them together again.

Friendship tied and sealed forever.

Oh, shit!

I miss you so much.

How did we end up here?

Do you still like me?

Not the right time for this.

You want us to do shows.

We're a hit pair.

From discovering hidden talents, to making the world laugh.

You like shaking things because you're shaken up,

or you're shaken up because you shake things up?

Join me. As a senior partner, of course.

Seriously.

-Are you guys dating? -Yes.

It was also time to give love another chance.

-Will you marry me? -Yes.

But what is love

without a bit of drama?

I'm pregnant and it's yours.

-You're pregnant? -It's not yours.

You need to leave.

What the hell!

I believed you.

Had you known, would you have done things differently?

I never really doubted that it's not an open marriage.

I can't be with someone who always puts me second to everything else.

Umang!

There's nowhere else I would rather be, no one else I'd rather be with.

I love you guys so much.

Papa.

What?

He's gone.

Love makes your heart explode, but loss

makes it shatter into a million pieces.

Is there any way to protect your heart?

Maybe not.

Because you will always lose your love.

It's inevitable.

My papa is...

was a wonderful,

kind, warm and a funny man.

And I was his Siddhi-Piddhi.

He loved Kishore Kumar's songs,

drinking vodka with me,

and his morning walks here with his friends.

Like he would always say,

"All you need on a tough day is vodka."

And he loves me and my mom

more than anything else in the world.

Loved.

It's really weird talking about him in past tense.

It feels like any minute he's gonna walk in and say,

"Siddhi-Piddhi, want to hear a joke?"

And I really miss his WhatsApp jokes.

Terrible as they were.

His favorite bad one was,

"What are your plans this weekend?"

"Income tax returns."

"Oh, when was part one released?"

"How do Emirati babies cry?"

"UAE, UAE."

Say the one about the pencil.

"Why shouldn't we use a broken pencil?"

"Because it's pointless."

But you know what?

Papa's jokes might have been terrible,

but his enthusiasm was so infectious

that you would have no choice but to laugh.

I miss you, Papa.

And I hope you're making everyone laugh wherever you are.

Morning, beautiful.

Do we have to do this obstacle course every day?

Garlic breath.

Why did you order garlic chicken yesterday?

Because I know how much you love it.

Really?

What else do I love?

Umang, this is the sixth complaint I've received about you from a client.

Any more and management will get involved.

He was talking nonsense, okay? About...

He was being an asshole.

All male clients want you to train them

because they think you'll give them some juicy details about you and Samara.

What about female clients?

Female clients think you're single now

and you might hit on them.

Right. Because I'm a sex maniac apparently, right?

I might jump on anyone I see.

I only have two clients, Anusha. I need to make a living.

What do I do?

What do I do?

I'm so big. Why is he so small?

You were small, too, baby.

No, I was always a big girl.

No wonder Miss Vee Vee gave up after that.

-Oh, my God! -Hi.

Traffic jam outside and fam jam inside.

High on emotions, just like your mama.

Okay, so you know what time it is? It's family selfie time.

-Yeah! -Come on.

Three, two, one, say cheese!

Only one of my eyes is visible. I look like a one-eyed witch.

That's true. Let's do another one.

Give it to Anj. It's easier.

What an idea! Wow, it's the idea of the day.

Please do the honors.

Yeah, sure.

Ready!

Family!

Okay, that's your picture.

At least it has both my eyes.

We're a family!

-Oh, don't cry. -Don't cry.

Mr. Patel was one of our oldest and biggest clients.

-We can diversify the portfolio... -A focused portfolio.

Reducing the risk of diversification.

Real estate is the only way.

Confused?

Count on us.

We're here for you.

We'll make sure that you never miss Mr. Patel again.

They swoop down like vultures on vulnerable women.

We can do this, darling.

Just the two of us.

Not like we have a choice.

It's literally just the two of us.

Who knows what tomorrow has in store.

You could find someone really special.

-So could you. -Don't be ridiculous.

And anyway, who wants a 48-year-old?

Other 48-year-olds or 80-year-olds or 30-year-olds.

Mom, age is just a number.

So, either I change diapers or someone changes mine.

That's your plan?

Anyway,

you know there's no room in my heart for anyone but you

and your papa.