Single Papa (सिंगल पापा)

Amul? Where is my son? Hello?

Can anyone help me? Did you see anyone with a kid?

Come on!

Hey, GG, Amul is inside.

Where?

There's a huge man inside. Amul is with him.

Hey!

Amul, my child!

Are you crazy, bro?

My baby!

How can you take a child?

You are quite careless, sir. How can you leave a child all alone?

Who the hell are you, you giant?

Not a giant, a mountain. I am Parbat Singh.

Sharanya ma'am sent me here.

Why? I don't need to collect any dues, nor kidnap anyone.

I don't kidnap, I put kids down for a nap.

She told me that you need someone to take care of your child.

-Sharanya? -Yes.

Let me call her.

Yeah, GG.

Tell me.

Hey, Sharanya, did you send some bodybuilder uncle to me?

Parbat Singh.

You need a nanny, right?

So does Uncle run some agency that finds you a nanny?

Uncle is the nanny. Manny, to be precise.

Manny?

Male nanny, manny.

Hey, listen. I know that I'm desperate,

but I'm not that desperate to treat an uncle as an aunty.

Uncle is a legend. A legend.

Thirty years of experience.

He has raised 99 kids.

From Peru's High Commissioner to Patna's Commissioner,

he has worked everywhere.

What should I do with him? How can I let a man raise my child?

That's exactly what Mrs. Nehra thinks about you.

But I'm a man myself. So, I need a woman.

Go ahead.

Man or woman, the job must get done. That's all that matters.

And Uncle is a pro. At least give it a shot.

I'm not shopping for ice-cream to "give it a shot."

This is my kid, Sharanya. It's about his life.

I can vouch for him, trust me. Money-back guarantee.

-Ma'am? -It's your call.

I have to feed my kid. I have to go. Bye.

So, Mr. Giant, let's do this.

Not Giant, Mr. Parbat.

Yes, Parbat-ji, so let's start with a trial period of seven days.

If we both like it, great. Otherwise, we go our separate ways.

-Not seven, six. -Why?

I don't work on Sundays.

Okay. What's your mode of payment? Cash, cheque or bitcoin.

So, this is our house.

This is the living area, that's my room in the back.

This is the baby's room.

Here's the dining area, and we have a small garden in the back.

This is the kitchen. Are you a non-vegetarian?

Hey, where did he go? Parwal!

Where is he?

What? What are you doing?

-Do you have a banana? -What?

-What did you say? -Banana, sir, banana.

-The fruit. Banana. Do you have one? -Yes. Why?

Here you go.

Brother, if you are hungry, there's proper food in the kitchen.

What are you doing? That's my child, not fruit chaat.

He has a mosquito bite. That's why he's so irritated.

A simple banana peel can solve this within minute. Look.

What?

Don't try these random tricks on my son.

Hold on. Wait. Don't do a thing. Let me verify this.

I've never heard of this before. Banana to calm kids down.

Okay, this one's fine.

But next time,

you better ask me before trying any tricks on my child.

I know everything that happens in here.

Every room in this house has a camera. You are under 24-hour surveillance.

I have my eyes on you. Got it?

Tell him, son.

-Himalaya-ji. -Not Himalaya, Parbat.

-Parbat Singh. -Oh, yes, Parbat-ji.

Did he poop?

-I mean, did he download? -Full download.

Don't you worry.

Tell him, Amul, did you download?

Papa will be home soon. I love you.

Amul's first oil massage. Hi, Amul.

First massage! Mr. Wrestler, careful.

Easy on the muscles, please.

Hey, Bill, take a chill pill.

-Wow, you speak English quite fluently. -Yeah.

When did you learn it?

I worked in Dubai for a bit.

-That's where I learned it. -I see.

-You should try it too. -What? Work in Dubai?

Massage, sir, massage.

Okay, Papa will also massage Amul.

He asked for a PowerPoint presentation. I said, I don't know how to make one.

Two flowers…

I had to learn it. Appu to the rescue.

A butterfly came, fluttering with pride Even the flowers forgot themselves

-Is that Punjabi? -I'm not sure.

-Parbat-ji? -Yes?

You said you were from Bihar?

-Yes. -How are you singing in Punjabi, then?

Sir, I worked for singer Gurdas Maan for six months, so I picked it up.

-What? Gurdas Maan? -Wow!

That's amazing! Which other languages can you sing in?

-Bengali? -No.

The baby has fallen asleep

The neighborhood is quiet

-And French. -French?

Yes.

Brother John, Brother John Are you asleep?

Are you asleep?

Pondicherry, Deputy Governor's house. That's where I learned French.

Take a break. How many channels do you have?

You are a radio broadcast in yourself.

Sir, I am try-lingual. I try every language I hear.

I don't even know my mother tongue.

Parbat-ji.

It's my holiday today. Let me help you with the work.

As you wish.

-Gaurav sir? -Yes.

If you don't mind, can I ask you something?

Ask away.

Amul doesn't look like you or your father.

That's because he's got no link to his father and his grandfather.

What?

To put it simply, my relationship with this child

is an emotional one, not a biological one.

I have adopted him.

You adopted him alone? Is that allowed?

Yeah.

That solves the mystery.

I've been wondering what happened to his mother.

Whether you got divorced, or she passed away.

Amul doesn't have a ma, but his life is filled with drama.

I see.

I have his custody for three months.

I have three months to prove that I am worthy of him. Otherwise…

There won't be an otherwise. I am with you.

You will ace your test.

Okay.

So, you have already decided that I am going to hire you?

I mean, confidence level, selfie with no filter!

Very nice. I like it.

-Actually, it feels like home. -That's great.

Where are you going?

Actually, Meenu said me,

"Poons, let's go Ambi Mall for some funs."

We'll be back in the evening.

Okay. Enjoy!

-Enjoy? -Yeah.

Auto!

Follow the car. Don't you dare say no! Come on!

Betrayal!

-Guru-ji! Guru-ji! -Calm down.

-Guru-ji! -Calm down, my child.

Come. Take a seat. Come, my child.

Your tears speak for themselves.

I am very troubled, Guru-ji.

My son has already left the house,

now I'm worried that my daughter's wedding might get ruined.

Put this on and have faith.

The power of this ring

combined with the power of your faith, will keep all troubles away.

Okay.

I will send you the wedding invitation.

We will be blessed to have you.

Look at this.

Very nice.

-And this one? -Amazing.

So, because drinking and dancing go hand-in-hand,

it will be nice to rope in an artist for a live gig.

What say? We'll make it a fabulous launch.

-How do you like it? -I have always liked it.

I'm talking about the strategy.

That's good too.

One second.

-What happened? -Brother, chaos alert.

Mom and Dad want you to meet Shreya.

But I just met her. Why should I meet her again?

Meet her again and again. They think you guys make a good match.

Have they lost their minds?

I'd be the worst match for Shreya.

But Shreya likes you too.

Why? You guys should try and brainwash her.

Hey, listen. We can't do that.

Anyway after hitting the 30s, girls lower their standards.

Shreya is very smart, and my in-laws are very sensitive.

Your in-laws are more sensitive than my toothpaste.

Listen, Goldie and I have really helped you a lot.

It's your turn now. Come on, do this for us!

Just meet Shreya on Sunday,

unimpress her, and put this behind us.

How will I unimpress her?

-Just be yourself. -Just be yourself.