Lukkhe (2026) s01e01 Episode Script

Remember the name
We're about to blow up
Go, go, go!
This bloody game
All the other boys already failed
One by one
I'll run them down the rail
First, I'll pick the fights
Then I'll raise my scale
Life taught me just this one rule
Go where danger stands in full view
Mixing my worries with the high I take
This Lukkha pushed ahead with no brakes
Shit!
If you shag a lot,
your brain will rot,
that's how you miss the shot!
-Hard-core mayhem!
-Bastard!
Hard-ass men
Aman, pass it.
Hard-core mayhem
Hard-ass men
Go home, kid.
Go home, kid!
Go home, kid!
Go home, kid!
Go home, kid!
Lucky!
If you can't play fair,
just buzz off, bro.
Buzz off!
-Are you okay?
-Sir!
Well done!
Good boy!
-Go for it, son.
-Good one!
Lucky!
Buzz off.
Hey, why is my mom here?
She came with my mom and dad
to watch her Dhyan Chand.
-Hey!
-Dhyan Chand has injured himself.
Then who the hell
told him to take the risk?
If he hadn't taken the risk,
how would we have gotten the penalty?
You taking the shot?
No goalie on the planet can stop Lucky.
I'll be right back.
left, right,
or straight between the pads?
-Goalkeeper, ready?
-Come on, Lucky! Go for it, son!
You are the pride of Chandigarh!
Slam it in the net!
Lucky!
-What's wrong with him?
You chickening out?
Aman!
Yeah?
What happened, Lucky?
Come here.
What happened?
What's wrong?
Looks like I pulled a muscle.
-Got cold feet or what?
A knock from the stick
and you'll be fine.
No thanks.
Uncle's watching, man.
-Just score the damn goal.
-Aman's going for it.
He won't score!
He won't be able to score!
-Let's do this!
-He won't score!
Aman!
-That's my boy!
-Aman!
Goalkeeper, ready?
Hard-core mayhem
Hard-ass men
Hard-core mayhem
Hard-ass men
Go home, kid!
-Go home, kid!
-Aman!
-Shit! What happened?
-Go home, kid!
Get outta here!
Go home, kid!
Look, bro, fire emoji just popped up,
and now she's sending
hearts like crazy.
Reply to her. Take her
on a drive to the Gedi route.
Hot chick in a sexy ride.
Bro, her relationship status
says "committed."
Isn't she Gurpreet's girl?
Take her out once, man.
I'll handle the rest.
What kind of nonsense is this?
This ain't nonsense.
It's a pain reliever.
Aka Demon.
Lights up your goddamn soul.
All the pressure builds up here.
it all just blows away.
What the hell are
you even stressed about?
Well, in a couple of months,
-What will I do then?
-We'll get your visa sorted too, bro.
Yeah, yeah.
"We'll get your visa sorted."
-Get in already.
-What the hell?
Lucky, stop consuming this poison.
Don't drop wisdom on me, man.
-Crank the beat. It's time to celebrate!
-Don't you get it?
Come on, buddy!
Now you tell me, you want me to split
your skull and shove it up your butt?
Bastard!
-Shit! The Ambala guy!
-Bastard!
Step on it.
This is going to be so much fun!
Wait, you scoundrel!
Right! Right! Go right!
Shit!
You cannot escape me, bastard!
He jumped the damn divider!
Hard-core mayhem
Looks like a bunch of punks is racing.
Let's go grab them!
Hard-core mayhem
Come on, you bastard!
Don't stir more shit.
You'll get hurt, Lucky!
-Come on, you scoundrels!
-Lucky, get your butt inside!
-Stop, bastard!
-Losing wasn't enough for you, huh?!
Stop, bastard!
-Come to daddy, baby!
-Lucky!
Come on, let the madness loose.
Don't start another goddamn fight.
Sit the hell down.
-Get inside now!
-Come on!
-Catch me if you can, bastard!
-Have you lost it? You're carrying drugs!
-Hit the gas, bro.
-Stop, you jerk!
-Life taught me just this one rule
-Step on it!
-Stop!
-Go where danger stands in full view
-Mixing my worries with the high I take
-You killed my buzz!
I'm gonna make you pay for it!
Mark my words, you're in trouble!
Buzz off!
Go home, kid!
You're dead meat
next time I catch you!
What? Follow the Ambala guy!
Go home, kid!
Go home--
For once in life,
make the right choice, Lucky.
How long will you keep pulling
these childish stunts?
Grow up, be a man.
Life runs on God's choice,
not ours, bud.
He sent you into this world as a good guy,
and me as your friend.
So by default, a good guy's friend
has to be a good guy, right?
He's got some pretty
bad injuries and fractures.
And the blood test showed
drugs in his system, Inspector.
His condition is a bit critical.
If we hadn't found
drugs in your pocket, son,
you wouldn't be in this mess.
After much deliberation and
at the behest of Aman's father,
with immediate effect,
this court orders you to undergo
a drug rehabilitation course.
Chandi!
I have someone extremely
special for you tonight.
Raise a toast to this brand-new dude!
His beats are going to set the mood!
Ladies and gentlemen,
MC Badnaam!
What the hell!
With a name like Badnaam,
what kind of "fun" do
you really think he's bringing?
Oh, biba, don't ruin the vibe
and drop some OG shit!
OG! OG! OG!
OG! OG! OG!
What's your problem, dude?
Hey, Paddy! Go for it.
Sonny boy,
OG's living in the Friends Book era.
Look him up online, and you'll see
who Badnaam really is.
The one with the fame,
carries a bad name.
But now Badnaam's winning the game.
I was twelve when I learned what it means
To live life lonely
With no one guarding my scene
At eighteen
I saw the truth behind the desk
The white-collar ones
Make the biggest mess
Guys like me don't simply appear
We're placed
We aren't born bad
We're built that way, case by case
We didn't commit half the sins they claim
And the ones we did?
They don't even name
But one sin's about to happen out loud
Once I step on stage
You're gonna lose your crowd
Then comes the countdown
Then your fall begins
Your throne, your crown
This is the first crack in your shine
I grew up without a childhood like yours
But I survived
You think stealing songs makes you shine?
I write and rip out whole pages that
Others can't even write in a lifetime
The ones who talk tough fold
When things get real
Your boy's out here hungry for revenge
Here's the deal
I don't sling guitars
On my shoulder for fun
What I carry, girl, is a long-barreled gun
Straight with the straight
Rough with the rough
Online or offline, I don't bluff
The hands that touch me
Always lose their spark
They try to run
But can't outrun my dark
I shut them down
No one dares laugh at me now
I shut them down
No one dares laugh at me now
The ones who talk tough fold
When things get real
Your boy's out here hungry for revenge
Here's the deal
I don't sling guitars
On my shoulder for fun
What I carry, girl, is a long-barreled gun
Straight with the straight
Rough with the rough
Hey, miss!
Purple hair and a short dress.
You've already got
this Punjabi boy impressed!
Princess!
Demon.
Price?
we'll settle it in kind.
Come on, let's make
some music together.
You've turned Chandigarh
into another Colombia, huh?
Where did you score this from?
Who's the rising drug
lord of "City Beautiful"?
Speak up!
My name's Badnaam
One glance and your soul's gone
I craft the kind of things
That forge demons
Demand outruns supply in every season
Here, take the piece
Use it if you know how
If you have the guts, OG
Come on, fight me now
I'll only breathe easy
When I topple your throne
I don't send troops, I step up on my own
The ones who talk tough fold
When things get real
Your boy's out here hungry for revenge
Here's the deal
I don't sling guitars
On my shoulder for fun--
From Sector 47 to Sector 21
Shooters roll out with shawls on
Let's see how they use the gun
I'll pour fuel on your pyre
Don't take me lightly, son
You're not the only one
You're not the only one
You're not the only one
Excuse me, ma'am?
Everything alright?
Oh, my God!
Badnaam!
I cannot believe it!
How can everything be alright?
I mean, just look at you!
You've got straight-up Diljit vibes!
I'm a huge fan.
One selfie, please?
Thank you.
Thank you.
Smile.
Thank you.
If you don't mind, can I touch you?
Please.
Thank you.
Wouldn't you prefer a goddamn plaster?
-Bitch!
-Sorry.
-Bye, Badnaam! Bye!
-Yeah, bye.
There's a dead body
lying behind Club Hardy.
Handle the cleanup.
Fighting drug addiction is tough,
but it's not impossible.
In this journey,
we're all in it together.
So don't panic.
We're here to win.
And today,
someone has joined our family.
why don't you share
your story with us?
Come on.
You're here on
my dad's money, aren't you?
Speak up.
Speak up, bastard!
forgive me.
Please forgive me.
It's okay. Breathe, breathe.
Take a deep breath, come on.
-Yes.
It's okay.
Focus on your breathing, please.
Okay, can you try counting with me?
Count with me, okay?
Can you try counting with me, please?
Come on. Okay.
-One.
-One.
Now tell me, what are
the two things you like the most?
Aman.
Hockey.
Feeling better now?
Not sure what just happened.
That was an anxiety attack.
It's normal.
If it happens again, just do this.
Okay?
I've been assigned
as your recovery buddy.
know.
Gurbani, if you end up suspended,
don't take up photography, okay?
Your vision's gone blurry
on this case, just like this photo.
Seriously, you killed
someone over this?
It was self-defense, sir.
I had a tip on Demon.
There's a rapper, MC Badnaam.
You never think about
yourself, do you?
Those who choose to waste their
youth on drugs have already done it.
Now you don't waste
your life on Demon.
There are bigger fish to catch.
Now, leave.
Sir, how do you pay the
from MLA ma'am's poultry farm?
Touch wood, you look healthy.
Can I sit here?
I was just like you
when I got here, you know?
-Scared, pissed off--
-Just let me be alone for a bit.
We're not getting out of this place
if we don't become friends.
I don't want to leave this place.
-What?
-I don't want to leave.
Why?
You ashamed to go back out there?
Look, you're not alone.
Everyone's carrying
their own "baggage" here.
Now it's on you.
Either you cry over it,
or open up with us.
Your call.
Fine, just eat, food's getting cold.
Quit sulking now--
You eat. I'm not hungry.
I totally would, but I'm
all about dessert, to be honest.
Already finished mine,
and these cheapskates
only give one piece.
Sanober.
Lucky.
Lucky.
Music will make us famous,
the drugs will bring the money
and the power.
Then you'll see
not only OG,
but even the whole damn system also
won't be able to lay a finger on us.
Fame and the system
we'll deal with later, bud.
For now, all the bottles are empty.
We're out of Mitta.
How will we make Demon?
He's gonna burn through whatever's left.
If the Mitta is done,
the party's over, and the scene's ruined.
For the best, I guess.
Time to shut down the Demon shop.
No more risks.
Shop's closed.
Now it's time to open a showroom.
I'm not craving it anymore.
I finally feel clean again.
Aman was the only one who
saw that I was sinking into drugs.
He tried to pull me out.
They ruined everything.
He did everything for me.
Never once did he make me feel it.
I ruined his face.
If he were here today,
he'd have just said,
"It's alright, Lucky.
No worries. Mistakes happen."
But this wasn't just a mistake.
If it had been anyone else
instead of Aman's dad,
they would've killed me.
But he sent me to such
an expensive rehab center
to give me a chance to fix myself.
"Be good when I'm not around."
I want to just become a better man.
That's tremendous growth
in two weeks, Lucky.
Really.
Thanks to my buddy.
She's been through hell with me,
held me together when I was falling apart.
It goes like this.
Stop giving me so much credit.
It makes me awkward.
You're all about helping others.
How about sharing your story for once?
You expect to know
everything in two weeks?
How much more time do you need?
It takes me time to open up.
Come on, give me something!
Friends? Family? Anything?
What's your password?
Trust.
That's the password.
Just don't misuse it.
I need help too.
Hi, everyone.
I'm singing in front
of a crowd for the first time.
-So I got my "Lucky" mascot along.
-Come on, Sanober!
Lucky!
Here's to hope,
to second chances,
and to friendships
that heal all wounds.
I searched for myself
In the waves
Until I found you
And ever since then
I've begun a new tune with you
With you, every color feels like my own
My loafer heart now wants to soar
It insists
It insists
Come, let's relive our youthful days
My mind keeps asking
In a thousand ways
It insists
It insists
Your soul aligns with mine
Life has turned warm, gentle, and divine
They look pretty happy together.
Yes. People tend to
find each other here.
Maybe grief brings them together.
Your soul knows me
Now, no fear worries me
Your soul knows me too
And now every joy feels true
With you
Every color feels like my own
My loafer heart now wants to soar
It insists
It insists
Come, let's relive our youthful days
My mind keeps asking
In a thousand ways
It insists
It insists
Your soul knows me
Now, no fear worries me
Your soul knows me too
And now every joy feels true
What is this?
Something I made.
Go ahead, flip it.
Wow.
Cute, isn't it?
-Is that me?
-Yeah.
You're taller than me?
Look closely, I'm wearing heels.
Stilettos.
Still won't help.
Come here.
See.
I see.
Yeah. You just have a long neck.
My shoulder is above yours.
Right, so your shoulder's up here?
No!
Stop, you bastard!
Stop! Are you gonna stop
only after we reach Patiala, jerk?
Stop the truck!
Your tires got wings or what?
I'll riddle you with bullets!
Stop the truck now!
Our last day here.
We got to celebrate with
something sweet, right?!
-Got it from Nada Sahib--
-That's your apology?
No, that was for saying goodbye.
Try it on.
Are you for real, Lucky?
Is this some kind of a joke?
So sorry. I thought--
Thought what?
Tell me. Come on.
To be honest,
I thought we were having a moment.
I see.
Damn, the movies have
really messed with my head.
Then maybe put some sense back in it.
My healing journey ended long ago.
I stayed back for you.
And you messed up all my healing.
Thank you.
Lucky, please, just leave.
Don't say another word.
You're further pissing me off.
Really, just please, go, okay?
I'd never even heard of the concept
of being "just friends" with girls.
They're either your
sister or your girlfriend.
Back in school, we weren't
even allowed to sit together,
let alone talk to them.
This is all so new to me.
Maybe it'll take me
some time to understand.
Come, let me show you
The strength of a thug
Please, forgive me.
Sit on my lap
Let me rip your delusion
-Go watch this shit at home!
Why? Your dad owns
the place or something?
I take down my enemies
In every direction
-Give me the damn remote.
-Don't touch me!
-Don't touch her!
I'm trying to be calm here,
-but you don't get it, do you?
-Lucky!
I'm here to become a better man!
Don't you understand that?
Don't you two get it?
Why don't you get it?
Back off, bastard!
Buzz off, you bastard!
Back off!
Sanno!
What's wrong?
Stop it!
Name two things you really like?
Lucky.
Paddy Di!
Missed you so much!
You okay?
-How are you, Choti?
-Good.
How are you doing?
Good.
My brother, Nihal,
aka MC Badnaam!
He's a rapper.
He's my friend. Lucky.
He even gave me a kada from Nada Sahib.
Wow, already gifting stuff, huh?
How about being our friend too?
It's no big deal.
She has helped me a lot.
I hope he's not giving
him a hard time or something.
The gift thing's fine, kiddo.
But the rest?
I'm sure you'll make the right call.
Let's bounce.
He's cute.
Be careful.
Sorry about that.
They're all a bit
too possessive about me.
No worries. Next time I meet them,
I'll turn them into close buddies.
Really?
-When?
-You tell me.
Want me to flutter by your window
tonight, like a butterfly?
I don't like butterflies.
Then a firefly, maybe?
Crazy!
Bloody loafer.
Isn't this hug a little too tight?
Shut up!
Let's play, guys!
-Coming! Coming!
I've added something at the end.
Bye.
Let's go.
I've finally become a better man.
Keep smiling like this, Choti.
Your rehab's done now.
So, let's move forward. Be happy.
Auntie, your son's got potential,
but the crowd he's running with is bad.
Looks like he's been living
it up on Aman's dad's money.
Want some?
I'm totally clean.
If you keep hanging out
with these new friends,
staying clean won't last long.
He's the one making these pills.
You're mistaken.
They are normal guys.
Of course, guys like Badnaam
will look normal to you.
After rehab, it looks like
you're prepping for jail now.
Tell me the truth,
what do you know about them?
Spill it, or I'll take
you to the station right now!
I don't know.
I don't know anything about him.
I swear on Aman,
I don't know anything.
Think about it.
Do you want to play
hockey again or not?
I can give him a new life.
New college, new friends.
If he stays with me, he stays alive.
Tell him what he needs to do,
and he'll do it, ma'am.
You will, won't you, Lucky?
Yes.
Demon Free Punjab or a High Punjab?
Because if all the Luckys
take Demon's pills and get high,
then who'll save Aman?
Anger?
Anger's good.
Hold on to it,
it'll keep you focused.
From now on,
you're my informer.
Otherwise, a bullet has a mind of its own.
You aim at Badnaam,
and it could hit Sanno.
Think about it.
Don't let your love story end like this.
Auntie, come with me.
I need to speak with you.