Vinci Da

Is it ready?

When did I ask for it?

Almost done.

Come back.

Get back here right now.

I'll slog all day and you'll have fun.

What is it?

I asked for some chips. Why can't you get it?

Why can't you answer?

You slut! I'll bring home the money and you'll enjoy it.

Are you tired of me?

Say it... Say it...

Let Mom go.

Dad, let go of Mom.

Bloody hell! All I wanted was some chips.

Leave Mom alone.

I'm beating my wife. What's your problem?

Go study.

I've been trying to concentrate for a long time but I can't.

This has been happening for a long time.

- Please stop. Will you stop now, please? - Get out.

Go to your room. Nothing is going on here.

Your dad will cool down in some time.

- Then the three of us... - Will go out for dinner.

It's your birthday at midnight.

Listen to your mother for once. Go to your room.

Finish your homework. I'll finish... Anyway...

Did you give birth to this thing? This bastard?

He can't be mine.

He's so disobedient.

He can't be my son.

- Who else did you sleep with? - Let Mom go.

Let Mom go, you rascal!

Did you not hear me, idiot? Let Mom go.

Say it again.

Let Mom go, rascal.

- Say it again. - Let Mom go, rascal.

- Say it again. - Let Mom go, rascal.

- Say it again. - Let Mom go, rascal.

I'll beat you to a pulp.

Get lost.

Don't forget that I'm the one who pays for stuff around here.

You've taught him to misbehave like this.

Who else did you sleep with? Is he my son? Tell me.

I'll kill you.

Answer me.

Or I'll thrash answers out of you.

Hello, Bhowanipore Police Station?

There has been a murder.

I've murdered my father just moments back.

The address is 105, Harish Mukherjee Road.

Once you cross the park, it's the third house on the right.

Yes... Please come fast. Okay.

Happy birthday to me.

This is my father, Debiprasad Bhowmik.

And this little boy is me.

I'll give you a brief introduction.

Then I'll be able to tell you the actual story properly.

Otherwise, we'll spend all our time... Anyway.

My father was a serious makeup artist.

It was a form of worship for him.

He didn't care about anyone.

Once he scolded an actor for chatting in the middle of the makeup session.

After that everyone fell in line.

Anyway...

My mother left us when I was very young.

My father meant the world to me.

I followed in his footstep and started a career in makeup.

I started studying it.

Father taught me as well.

I started learning with all my heart.

I started going to the neighbourhood library.

I began devouring all the books on makeup I could get my hands on.

Then with the access to the internet, I was unstoppable.

Not just makeup, I started delving into prosthetics, special effects...

plastic surgery, colours, drawing, art etc.

National and international artistes... Oh, yeah...

I completely forgot to tell you... That's where I got my name...

Van Gogh is the real deal, bro. He is a true artiste.

He was never appreciated during his life.

He never sold a painting in his lifetime.

But now the entire world is crazy about his work.

Actually, he was much ahead of his time.

Genius!

- He had enough support. - What do you mean?

He was nothing without the support of his brother Theo and friend Ganguin.

- What are you saying? - Basically, he was mad.

Just because he cut off his ear doesn't make him a genius.

You can call Picasso or Dali genius.

- They brought in a newness in their art. - That Van Gogh did too.

Please, no point saying that, buddy.

You can say Van Gogh's strokes had newness in them.

Otherwise, it's all Monet and Manet.

They're all amateurs.

- What? - Excuse me.

Everyone is an amateur compared to Leonardo.

The names you just mentioned were just painters.

But if there is true genius then it has to be Leonardo da Vinci.

He wasn't only an artiste but a scientist too.

According to you, Van Gogh, Picasso, Rembrandt, Dali are all amateurs.

- Absolutely! - Are you kidding me?

Why would I?

If you want to argue, you must study about it.

The only artiste who might come close is probably Michelangelo.

But Leo is Leo.

- Have you been smoking up? - Tell us how?

- How? - Yes.

I'll explain it to you.

One must do some research into the subject.

Watch your mouth.

Da Vinci was the first to prove to the world that art is science and science is art.

Forget the paintings.

The sculptures, the designs for helicopters and other machines...

Blueprints of different weapons, the hydraulics, the pulley and so many other works.

Tell me who else has been able to do it.

Has anyone come close to his achievements?

Give me one name.

He is a Da Vinci fanboy.

So what's your name? Da Vinci's fan, Vinci Da?

Whatever my name was...

but the name given by those two intellectuals that day became popular.

That name stuck with me.

Yes, I'm Vinci Da.

And this is my story.

I am happy to announce that the honourable court...

has been pleased to rule in favour of my client Mr. Shyamsundar Jaiswal.

He has been awarded unconditional acquittal with all damages included.

Due to lack of any substantial evidence against him.

Mr. Jaiswal, your reaction on your release?

I am very happy.

I've been acquitted. I knew I was innocent.

And the court said the same thing today.

So, are you saying the Rs. 2500 crore scam didn't happen?

Please don't harass my client. Enough.

- No more questions. - Let me take this.

See, the scam did happen.

And someone has done it.

But High Court just said that that person is not me.

Mr. Jaiswal, one last question.

The company, the hotel, the resort is all yours.

Then, who did the scam?

Just blame it on the legendary criminal Nando Ghosh.

Hail Lord Vishnu!

Hail Lord Vishnu!

Put this on his head, heart and feet.

The person whose shadow I've been under...

The person I learnt my craft from...

The person who never let me feel the absence of a mother...

That person left me alone one day.

I wanted to remember his living, smiling face.

Not the stone cold dead face.

I avoided looking at his face while performing the last rites.

But finally when I saw his face...

I couldn't bear looking at it.

Sir, where are you going?

- He's gone crazy. - He just lost his dad.

He used to love his father a lot.

What are you doing?

Have you lost your mind?

Can't you see his face is looking so lifeless?

My father was an artiste.

He should look good for his farewell.

Just these flowers won't do justice.

What is he talking about?

He's gone bonkers.

Makeup was done.

My father entered the set.

And we waited quietly for the shot to be over.

I met one of Father's friends from the film industry.

He said time for experimenting and studying is over.

I must earn a living now.

I'll never be famous if I don't get my act together.

He gave me the contact of a famous director.

He asked me to meet for work.

I forgot to tell you about Jaya.

She is very sweet girl from my neighbourhood.

I used to like her a lot.

I was very serious about her, I swear.

You can call it love.

She was by my side through the ups and downs, even from a distance.

She was my inspiration to do great work.

It was my plan to do something great for her.

But it was difficult to meet her or talk to her.

Her father was very strict.

And what did you do after that?

I drove the car back, sir.

But the accused left the hotel lobby with his girlfriend, Ms. Gupta.

Where did you join them?

Boss had called me.

So, I met them on the way.

And I took the keys.

So, were you driving the car when the accident happened?

Yes, sir.

And your boss's girlfriend was sitting with you instead of him?

Yes, sir.

Sure?

Yes, sir.

So, when the car hit the divider, killing Ms. Gupta on the spot...

you were driving the car, not your boss?

Yes, sir.