Made in Heaven

Where've you been?

You smashed up Faiza's house?

Are you fucking crazy?

Faiza and I are over.

I apologized.

You accepted my apology...

and we moved on.

You want a fucking baby?

Do you think it's a good idea with you being psychotic?

-I'm not psychotic! -You destroyed her home!

-She destroyed mine! -It was a mistake.

Fucking my husband is not a mistake,

it's a choice!

And she's my best friend,

-so don't get involved-- -I am involved!

My family is involved.

Our parents know each other.

Did you even consider how it would reflect on the family?

At the end of the day

class just fucking shows up, doesn't it?

You can't buy it, it can't be taught...

and it can't be married into clearly.

They could have you arrested.

Did you even consider that?

Then we will all be involved.

Publicly.

Maybe think about it next time before letting your class show.

Hold your positions. Nice.

Hey! Captain Devyani...

our daughter-to-be.

Tara.

Did Tarun send my lehenga?

Yeah, but we have to do the fitting as soon as possible, yeah?

May we have a picture of you with the family?

Not in my uniform, no...

It would be great. Just the men and you.

You look amazing. Don't worry about it.

Bless you. Please come.

-Is the Haldi set up, ready? -Yes, it is.

The baskets are also ready...

we'll put them in the guest rooms tomorrow.

Okay and make sure that the--

-Hi, Tara. -Hi.

-Pavleen. -Nice to meet you.

-Karan's friend. -Ah, okay.

Is he here?

Uh, no actually, but...

is there something you'd like me to pass on?

No, that's all right, we're just...

old buddies, you know.

-I thought I'll catch up with him. -Ah, okay.

Well, I think you have a lot of work... I'll leave you to it.

-Take care. -See you.

Weddings aren't private affairs anymore.

And the brides are no longer shy.

Mr. Ranawat.

I am from FWT Lifestyle magazine.

We've heard about your merger with Five Seasons

and how you intend to convert your Mundota Palace

into a seven-star luxury hotel.

Care to comment, sir?

I'm sorry...

it's my son's wedding.

Please ask business-related questions at the press conference.

Now please go and enjoy yourself.

Excuse me.

Thank you, sir.

He's actually done it. Your landlord has withdrawn all evidence.

The police will have to drop charges now.

You still want to take him to court? We have a case.

What?

Do I want to send Gupta to jail?

That's your call.

He has a daughter.

She's a good kid.

I'm not sure she needs this right now.

Is this about protecting her?

I'm sorry.

-You worked so hard on this case, I-- -Don't worry about me.

Anyway, sending one landlord to jail

is not going to change anything in this country.

Look at this, ma'am.

At 2:15 p.m...

he drove himself.

He left the driver at the office parking lot.

He reached Faiza Naqvi's house

and roughly half an hour later, he left.

These photos were taken five days ago.

Oh, Tara.

Don't be shy.

Tara, I have a huge favor I need to ask of you.

I know how busy you guys have been lately

but can I give you one more job?

Yeah.

Can you please distribute all these cards?

-I have a lot on my plate right now. -Yeah.

-Of course. -Okay.

She's such a life saver.

-Yeah. -I gotta go. I'll see you. Bye.

Thanks, Tara.

Okay and we are...

rolling.

You guys look so nice.

-Thank you. -Thanks.

So...

Samar, I'll start with you.

Being from the royal family...

how do you think that... that affects

how you feel about what Devyani does the fact that she's a pilot?

I'd say it's absolutely great.

It's about time we support ambitious women

and stand next to them, support them.

No woman in our family has ever worked...

she'll be the first.

He always knew I was going to be a pilot...

that was non-negotiable.

Yeah, now who can tell her what to do?

I know the family I'm marrying into

and the responsibility that I have and...

I would never do anything to embarrass them or shame them...

and...

they trust me.

Yeah... and we are very proud of her.

Please.

-Greetings, sir. -Greetings.

-Greetings. -Greetings, greetings.

-You're looking so sweet! -Please stop...

And this beautiful lady is my daughter-in-law.

Devyani, this is Jan, the director of Five Seasons.

I'm very pleased to meet you.

It's nice to meet you too.

And how beautiful you look.

Thank you.

Come.

Are you enjoying your big fat Indian wedding experience?

-Yes, thank you, very much. -Lovely.

This is mehendi.

The temporary tattoos you were talking about?

Ah, henna!

Yeah.

-Namaste. -I'd love to get something small.

You're most welcome, she's here only for you.

What's your name?

Pooja.

Will you make a nice design on her hand?

Yes!

And for you?

Something small, a good luck charm.

She's giving me a mark to ward off evil.

Nice.

So...

I just spoke to Kumar sir.

Mrs. Yadav's cousin.

Okay.

The wedding is going to be the announcement of the political alliance.

They want to make a big splash.

-It'll be huge. -Let's get it.

I'm not losing another wedding.

You won't!

The Yadavs will get married in Harmony.

Tell us your plan.

There is no agency bigger than Harmony.

This type of family will only fancy a grand celebration.

When we get complacent...

someone else gets photographed.

So...

what is your plan?

We can make sure they know about Karan.

Know what?

That he's a pervert.

-He's not a pervert. -The investigation is still underway.

Who cares what he is?

As long as it's not good for their reputation to hire him.

It's fine by me.

Ma'am, here's your room, and this for you.

Thank you, dear.

Pant, please go outside and check the setting

and you, come quickly, there are many rooms left.

-Could you guys hurry up? -Okay.

Put one in this room. I'll put one in the room ahead.

Get some more baskets from downstairs.

Uh...

Sorry... sorry.

Wait! Wait, please!

Pooja!

Do you know who it was?

Do you know him?

He's still in the room...

I locked the door from outside.

Come with me, I'm going to see this fucker--

No!

No, don't worry, nothing will happen to you.

We shouldn't do anything.

We should just tell the family, they will press charges.

-Let them handle it legally. -But let's at least go and--

I will go speak to Mr. Ranawat.

Jazz, show me the room first.

This was the room.

-Open the door. -Wait, don't open that door!

First, I need to talk to my father.