Made in Heaven

Hello?

Open the door. I'm standing outside.

-Outside where? -Outside your room.

We have a crisis, open the door.

I'm not in my room.

Then, where are you?

You slept with Sarfaraz Khan!

How was it?

It was awesome.

As if you can remember.

He looks so delicious, even when he's sleeping.

Stop it! Raima!

What are we going to do about this?

And now, everyone!

For the best part of the Y.P.P. night!

Because the prince of Delhi has a surprise gift...

for the princess of Dubai!

Let's welcome

Bollywood's most dashing celebrity actor...

-Sarfaraz Khan! -Oh, my God!

It's actually him!

Oh, my God! Thank you so much, Jogi!

Oh, my God!

-Do I look okay? -Amazing.

Thank you so much, I love you!

I love you.

In this city of great wealth and high aspiration,

the most compulsive desire is...

to capture that sparkle.

Why do they call it Y.P.P.?

Young People's Party.

It's just an excuse to party without your parents and drink.

-We don't have these things back home. -You don't?

This outfit isn't fitting me well, right?

Yeah, that's what happens when you wear a synthetic fabric.

Try wearing a natural fabric next time.

Keep your natural ideas to yourself.

Tell me if you have ideas for western outfits.

-Okay? -Hmm.

And shoot the couple, not me!

-Alright! Girls and boys! -Thank you, bro.

-Now is the time for all of you... -Don't be silly!

to hit the dance floor!

Show me what you've got!

-Hey. -Hey.

Where were you?

I was at the factory.

At the factory?

Yeah, it opens in three days.

Even we have just three days.

Babe...

not now, please.

Okay?

Come on, babe, I'm exhausted.

If your mother asks me why we're not pregnant...

I'll tell her, "your son is always tired."

Hey!

Busted!

Ciggie?

You are too young to be smoking.

You say this every time.

Last offer.

-By the way... -Hmm?

I am in love with Ella Fitzgerald.

I can't believe I'd never heard her before.

-You have good taste. -Thank you.

-What are you reading? -Death in Venice.

-It's about this older man -Hmm.

who gets so obsessed by the beauty of this young boy...

-Hmm... -that it destroys him.

You would love it.

Uh-huh?

-Okay, bye! -Yeah, bye.

-Go to school! -Yeah!

-Study hard! -Yeah!

-Stop smoking! -Okay!

Good morning!

Good morning, Mr. Gupta.

Late night again?

Yeah, I... I had an event, so...

You didn't take your car?

Uh... no.

Somebody dropped you?

I took a... I took a taxi.

-Oh, listen... -Hmm?

Will you be home today?

I need to get some wiring repaired.

Uh, yeah...

Actually I'll be leaving home in an hour, so...

So shall I get it done during the day?

You won't be disturbed as well.

And I have an extra key, so...

Yeah! Yeah, okay. Sure.

Just put everything back in order when you're done?

-Don't worry. I will. -Okay.

Okay.

-Have a good day. -Yeah, you too.

I still think we should serve a full meal.

Yeah, but it's a 4:00 p.m. function, Adil.

Sundowner, high tea...

-Trust her, Adil. -Papa, we're opening a factory.

Your big Punjabi family will expect their Chola Bhatura.

He has a point.

Listen, they're going to love the wine and cheese vibe.

Stop stressing.

-Office 2-- -Ah.

Hello?

-How did the sangeet go? -Very well.

I...

paid Adil the installment also.

-That's not what I meant, but-- -Adil has a Midas Touch.

If Made In Heaven fails, then it would be the first failure for him.

-Why would you say something like that? -Okay, bye.

Running a business isn't everybody's cup of tea.

Sorry, sorry.

Jagdish.

So...

where were we? The menu!

Let's go with the wine and cheese thing.

-Okay. -Sounds good?

-Yeah. -Excuse me.

Yeah.

What's up?

What?!

Open the fucking door! You son of a bitch!

Open this door! What, you're scared now?

Come out, you bastard!

Open! This is your Sarfaraz, huh?

Come out!

You bloody...

Bloody...

-Jogi-- -Just fuck off, you planner!

What the fuck does he think, huh?

I called you!

Me, Joginder Sethi!

-I called him! -Jogi...

-And I'm fucking paying him! -Yes...

-And he kisses my girl? -Okay, relax...

Give me my money!

What's wrong with him?

What, auntie? You want a picture? Here.

Got it?

Open the door, you hero! I'll break your face!

-Hello! You have to stop this! -It's his hotel.

Fucking asshole! Open this door!

-Where the hell is his manager?! -Fucker!

-What the fuck am I supposed to do? -I don't know

-but you've got to handle it, okay? -Sir.

Can I talk to him about the kiss with the bride?

Swati, please...

Let's please stick to talking about the brand, okay?

That's what we're here for. Please have a seat.

-Please cancel this. -How?

I don't know how but you've got to can--

Sarfi...

No, no... I... she...

The security guards haven't been allowed to go up.

It's totally crazy here.

I've called his father he's on his way, don't worry.

Just... just stay in the room. Keep things locked.

-I'll handle the media, don't worry. -Fuck the media, Ashoo!

He's fucking holding me hostage, just fucking get the cops!

Sarfi, we've got to handle this.

The media is going to have a field day.

You know what?

-Fuck the media, and fuck you! -Okay, okay--

Get me out of here, you fucking dick!

Fuck you!

-Is he coming? -No.

What time is the flight?

The charter is waiting. The media is waiting.

We'll be charging you another two crores for today.

Just cancel this!

How?

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen

I'm extremely sorry to inform you

that Sarfaraz has had to fly out early this morning.

His doggy Snowy, met with an accident and is with us no more.

Sorry.

That's really sad.

Let me settle in, then I'll send you the entire airport schedule.

Okay?

Okay, bye.

Open! Open!

-Open! Open! -What are you doing, son?

If you don't want to marry her, just tell us!

-Shut up, mummy! -You shut up!

Spoilt, bloody rotten!

-Excuse me? -Open! Open!

Jogi, people need to go through!

Excuse me, can we get through?

Sorry, it's a personal matter, please go to your room.

I'm sorry, my son is not very well.

-I apologize. -Open! Open!

-Your room tonight is complimentary... -Mr. Sethi, if...

Sarfaraz does not leave today, you have to pay another two crores.

Balls, I'll pay!

I cannot do anything, sir. You have signed a contract.

Open! Open!

-This is enough! -Open! Open!