Single Papa (2025) s01e04 Episode Script

Two lakhs in total.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Don't you worry.
I will organize a meeting
as soon as BKG returns.
Let's meet in the evening.
Let me call you back.
You had a haircut?
You noticed?
It's called a "long bob."
Beautiful. You look like Bobby.
I wear yellow everyday.
Yellow nail polish, yellow phone.
I should just get jaundice
and be done with it.
I hope you're trying to stay happy?
I smile all day long.
I have done everything you've said.
But still…
It's okay to cry sometimes.
What are tears? Salt water.
Salt water.
As BKG says,
"Salt wards off negativity."
That is why we feel better after crying.
I feel lighter after meeting you.
He's finally asleep.
Who says GG can't handle kids?
Baby. It's okay.
Hey, baby. Come on, come here.
My baby. It's okay.
Finally he's calm.
What's the matter? Look at the bird.
Calm down, bro. It's the first night.
Come on, open your mouth.
He's not even hungry.
Did you poop? Let's change your diaper.
But it's clean.
Come on! Open your mouth.
What happened?
Please bill this. Baby!
Hush! You'll wake the baby.
I'm talking to my baby.
Baby, you want Glenmorren, right?
Let's take Glenlanoch.
Baby, Glenmorren is smoother.
Baby, but Glenlanoch is sweet.
Baby, this has a nice, smoky flavor.
Glenlanoch has a nice, spicy flavor.
-It's too strong.
-Hello, Mr. & Mrs. Glen.
Stop this bickering.
I'm not sitting here to entertain you.
If you make me punch the amount again,
I will punch you in the face.
A customer is King!
Is this the way to treat a customer?
Come on, baby. Gurgaon has many winemarts.
-Go ahead.
-We will find someone with manners.
And we will give you zero ratings.
Sure, thank you.
Thank you?
This is no fun, Sharanya.
I'm so dead. This is too tough.
I have to give him
Vitamin-D drops once a day.
I sometimes give it twice a day,
and sometimes, not even once.
To top it all, he's a rager.
He stays up all night long.
I have a headache every morning.
I'm annoyed all day long.
You need help.
This is not a one-man job.
No, man, that's the theory I want to bust.
Everyone thinks I can't do this alone.
You can.
But seeking help
won't make you a bad parent.
In fact, a good nanny could make
both your lives easier.
Let me talk to my agency. Okay?
Okay.
Yeah.
Yeah. Sure. Of course.
Yes. Bye. Bye-bye. Yes.
I sent Chhotu home last night,
to get some cash.
He told me that you were not at home.
Really?
You've got a new style, a new energy,
fancy hair, you're talking in English.
What does that say?
Say?
Talk. English talk.
I going English classes, you know?
But why the sudden urge to learn English
at this age?
What inspired you?
Actually, my hairstyle very glam, right?
So, Meenu said me,
"From now, only English talk.
Okay, Poons?"
One minute. Meenu.
Yeah, yeah. Of course, of course.
"Poons"?
-Why are you in such a state?
-Why are you in such a state?
-I asked first.
-I asked first.
I'm a dead man walking.
I haven't slept for three nights.
He gets hungry every couple of hours.
Then he sleeps, then he poops.
Then he wakes up, then he's hungry again.
I just don't get it.
How can such a tiny kid eat so much?
-That's good.
-What? Of course, he is good.
It's not about Amul.
-I'm just venting.
-No.
That diaper you just threw away,
that is good. The dirty one is here.
What? Yuck, poop!
I'm so tired, sis!
Bro, listen to me.
You have to tell Goldie.
I will tell him. Don't worry about it.
But when?
I was at a wedding with Prem and Suman,
and I almost bumped into Mrs. Nehra.
Nehra? What happened?
I saw her
and my future flashed before my eyes.
A broken engagement,
Dad gets a heart-attack.
So, I decided to make a run for it.
Let me introduce you to my
to-be daughter-in-law. Where's Namrata?
If I wasn't already a pro
at skipping school and college,
I'm sure I would be
in big trouble right now.
Sorry. Thank you.
-Sorry, I dragged you into this mess.
-Yeah, but that ends now.
I told Goldie you want to talk to him.
So, he has called you home.
I haven't showered or pooped in days.
I have no use for
such disgusting information.
That uptight guard at your Aggarwal
mansion won't let me through the gates.
Yeah, so, shit, shower, shave.
I don't care.
But you have to do this!
What about Amul?
Who will look after him? Your father?
His aunt.
Will Goldie be long, Uncle?
No, he's just on his way.
By the way, you picked an auspicious day.
Is it? How come?
He had booked a car
for your sister and Goldie.
Goldie has gone to pick it up.
Wow.
Congo! Which car is it?
Those who want to spend life with ease,
they drive only Mercedes.
Look at you go!
Aunty is a poetess!
Congo!
So, how's business?
Uncle, it's great.
What can I say,
I don't want to sound cocky,
but in the business of alcohol,
no road is rocky.
I'm a poet too, Aunty, just like you.
Well done!
Uncle, it looks like Goldie might
take some more time. I'll come tomorrow.
It's Amul's milk time, anyway.
-What?
-What?
You know, Amul milk?
-I drink it at this time.
-At this time?
Uncle, we are Jats.
Our body runs on milk, not blood.
We can drink it at all hours.
I'll take your leave now. Congo!
-Uncle, anything missing? Sugar, coconut--
-Sorry!
Do you want to do the honors?
For you, it will be my honor.
Shreya…
my niece. She's a doctor.
Pediatrician.
Can I get your number?
What's the rush?
You will get it in time.
By the way,
you look like you need a doctor.
Me? Why?
Bloodshot eyes, exhaustion.
Take my advice and don't drive.
Wow, you're already being bossy.
Actually, I need a scriptwriter
for the sangeet ceremony.
I heard you rhyming back there.
My pleasure.
And don't worry, I'm fine.
And I will get your number. See you.
Hello, my brothers and sisters.
Welcome to Geet Station.
The next song is sung by Aman Pant.
-Hey, brother. Hey!
-Hey, stop. Hey!
So, you didn't do what you went for,
plus you banged the car.
Yes, Nammo, I know. It was a mistake.
That's why I offered them money.
That was worse.
First, you bang their car,
then you offer them money.
Come on.
Hold on.
What did you do at your sister's house?
We are coming from the Agarwals'.
I have neighbors, Dad. Let's talk inside.
No, no. We won't step inside this house.
Okay, then.
Start your verbal violence. Go on.
Ever since this kid came into your life,
you've been acting crazy.
He's driving customers away.
Chhotu told me.
I'm slogging my ass off.
I'm trying to be a good father.
But you won't get it.
-You never tried it.
-Is it?
You came out of your mother's womb
as a fully-grown adult.
Which class did I break my hand in?
-What?
-Don't "what" me.
You know everything. You raised me, right?
Father of the year.
Which class did I break my hand in?
Seventh class.
Wrong answer.
You win a big, fat zero. Mom?
Fourth class.
Absolutely right,
but you don't win anything.
Because mothers never get anything.
We just take them for granted.
Here's another one.
Which class did I fail, Dad?
Didn't you fail every class?
-Sixth class.
-In sixth class.
Right answer, Mom.
What's my best friend's full name?
Pawan has a full name?
His name is Pawandeep Singh Gill.
You don't know shit about me, Dad.
'Cause you were never around.
Mom raised us.
So, please,
keep your fatherhood lecture to yourself.
Fathers like you have
ruined the game for the rest of us.
Everyone believes that only a woman
can raise a child, not a man.
Okay. You're right, my son.
You were raised by your mother.
I was never around.
By the way, do you know where I was?
At the shop.
I worked 16-18 hours,
so that you could fail the sixth class.
And all this expensive shopping
that you indulge in with your credit card,
I am the one paying those bills!
In fact, see those diapers he is wearing?
Your father paid for that, too.
Hello, Dad. Don't get carried away.
I pay for his diapers.
Even I own that shop.
Only I own that shop.
-What?
-Yes.
And don't you dare to step foot
inside that shop anymore.
I'm evicting you from that shop.
What?
-What are you saying?
-Stay out of this!
Be grateful that
I bought this house in his name.
Otherwise, I would have
kicked him out of the house as well.
You wanted to be a single papa, right?
My son, now you are truly single.
All alone.
Take care of him.
Raise him with your money.
Come on. Do you want to stay here? Come!
Flippers are so smooth.
Flippers. Wings. Correct!
I'll be right back.
Hello. Yes, Mr. Tomar.
War has been declared. It's total chaos.
Gaurav sir's father
has ousted him from the shop.
Are you sure?
He's asleep!
I was passing by
your liquor showroom yesterday,
so I stopped to meet you.
And I met your father.
You didn't go to work yesterday?
No, I'm working from home these days.
All the parenting books
advise new parents
to spend all their time with the kid.
It helps their emotional development.
-How sensitive.
-Thank you.
How do you work from home
at a liquor shop?
Please elaborate.
Actually, madam, my dad,
he stays on a video call all day.
All the new tech…
For once, be honest, Mr. Gehlot.
Whenever I try to trust you,
you break my trust all over again.
Please, tell me honestly.
Did your father evict you?
How do you know?
Like I said,
I went to your shop yesterday.
-Did Dad tell you?
-It doesn't matter.
What matters is, what are your plans now?
How will you raise Amul
without any income or financial support?
I will figure it out, madam.
I mean, this is so silly.
If a father loses his job,
should he just abandon his child,
leave him on the street?
Point taken.
But even I have a point to make.
Point number one,
legally, you are not Amul's father yet.
Point number two,
remember when you were
shouting at the committee meeting
about how there is no difference
between Sayonee and you, financially?
You claimed that
you were both business owners,
but now, you are not.
And she can take care of the baby.
So tell me,
who is better for the kid's future?
Madam, no one is better than me for
Amul's future, present and past.
I will never let him want for anything.
I will sell myself if I have to.
I hope there are takers for that.
Now, I'm going to lay this out
plain and simple.
Because I'm a fair person,
I will give you another chance.
You have 15 days
to get a job and sort out your finances.
If you're unable to find a job
in these 15 days,
I'm sorry,
but I will have to write it in my report.
And that is going to definitely
affect the adoption.
Then don't write it in the report.
-3:30…
-Fifteen days?
…meeting number three.
Hello, Rathi! Bro, can you tell me
what investments I have in my name?
Ballpark?
Yeah, only in the name of Gaurav Gehlot.
Zero? Okay, let it be.
How much money do I have
in my savings account?
A lakh and fifty thousand, that's it?
Are you crazy?
Why did you make me pay advance tax?
Hang up.
I have no money.
From now on, Amul's uncle will pay
for his diapers, milk and medicines.
Don't you worry. I'm here.
Your brother is here.
Bro, it's enough that you offered.
I'm touched.
But this is it! No more borrowing.
It's time to make my own money
and prove Jatin Gehlot wrong.
Who is Jatin Gehlot, now?
He's my father, you idiot!
That's his first name?
Bro, I have this huge sinking feeling,
like the Titanic.
What's your plan?
I'll apply for a job.
Dude, who will hire you?
Your company.
We don't have any vacancy.
Don't even think about applying.
Relax, bro.
You're not the only company in the world.
I'll send my resume elsewhere.
-It's not a resume, it's a resumé.
-All right, resumé.
I'll send a resumé, bro.
You can't just send a resume.
You will have to create one.
-Do you know how?
-Hey, you asshole!
I am GG! I won't just create a resume,
I will smash it.
I will send scented resumes
to every company.
They will go crazy!
All those sharks
will chase me with counter offers.
I want 30% of GG. I want 40% of GG.
This is how it will go. You get it?
Don't you know my grand price?
Just wait and watch.
Amul, you will see.
Everyone will see how great your papa is.
Name. Age.
First column, Education.
What should I write? Twelfth pass?
Write twelfth. I did that in English.
Formal education is not important.
Life education is important.
And in the university of life,
I am Dr. Gaurav Gehlot. PhD.
I don't have a nanny.
What do you do in your free time?
Sir, I like wrestling.
My grandfather was a state-level wrestler.
Dangal is in my blood.
This is not a position for a bouncer.
What skills do you possess
that set you apart?
If someone asks you about your specialty,
say something…
that only you can do.
I can feed Amul with one hand
while simultaneously
changing his diaper.
-Those skills won't help us.
-No one wears diapers here.
How do you know?
Thank you.
What is Papa drinking?
Did you find any?
No, but I will.
Let me tell you, finding a wife would be
much easier than this.
What kind are you looking for?
Enough to make my dad jealous,
and me happy.
How disgusting, GG!
-What?
-You're objectifying a nanny?
-You're talking about a nanny?
-What else?
I'm talking about my job hunt.
I can't afford a nanny without a job.
How will we get a nanny?
What is Aunty Sharanya saying?
We are looking
for a responsible man, Mr. Gehlot.
Madam, I am that man.
Whenever something went wrong at our shop,
Dad would always say,
"Gaurav is responsible."
Why did you leave your shop?
-Sir, my Dad said something to me.
-What?
You're fired.
No, not again!
Amul, my child, try to understand.
I'm going through a rough patch.
If you help me save a diaper a day,
imagine how much we'll save in a month.
Please cooperate, man. Lesser pee and poo.
Come on, now, drink your milk.
You don't miss your mom at all?
Mom.
Guggu.
-Mom.
-Guggu.
-Hot parathas?
-Yes.
No paratha in the world can top this.
People say, "I like aloo paratha.
I like paneer paratha."
I say, I only like my mom-made parathas.
Come back home. I will feed you everyday.
You know that's impossible.
Hey, do you want a paratha?
Your grandma made it.
-What's this?
-Two lakh rupees.
Guggu, your Dad doesn't know about this.
This is my money.
I have saved it over the years.
I have more.
You can take it whenever you want.
I'll get you some water.
You can wrap it in a shiny cover,
but it's still Dad's money.
I don't want it.
Guggu, even the most basic vegetables
are so expensive now.
Then there's electricity, oil, petrol.
Running a household is not a joke.
Don't be stubborn. Take it.
I don't want it, Mom.
You've lost your mind, Guggu.
You guys have taken this too far.
Come on, now. Apologize to your father.
Join the business and come back home.
Dad should apologize to me!
I will return home when
Amul is also welcome there. Do you agree?
Amul? Guggu, a child who
separates you from your family,
he can't be good for you!
Mom, don't shout. He's sleeping.
And you guys caused this separation.
Going by your logic,
you can't be good parents for me, right?
-Coming here was a mistake.
-Take the money.
I'm taking it.
I love you.
Is Dr. Shantanu unavailable?
We have a new doctor today, Dr. Agarwal.
Okay, this is done.
Hey, Dr. Shantanu is on a leave today.
There's some new doctor.
Female doctor? Is she hot?
I didn't ask. Should I?
Yuck! So cheap, man.
Look at him!
Come on. He's still asleep.
Hello, Doctor.
-Gaurav?
-Hi, Shreya!
How are you here?
Where else would I be?
I told you, I'm a pediatrician.
Yes, but you didn't tell me
the name of the hospital.
-Pawan.
-Hi.
And the kid?
He's the kid. He's cute, right?
I meant, whose kid is that?
His.
-What?
-What, "what?" He's yours.
Carry your load, bro. It's his kid.
-That's Shreya.
-You're Shreya. You guys know each other?
Yes.
You know Goldie, right, Nammo's Goldie?
She is his cousin.
-Dr. Shreya.
-Okay! First cousin?
-Best friend!
-She's a pediatrician.
-What's the problem?
-He will tell you.
-Actually, he explains it better.
-They said that they noticed
that his cheeks are unnaturally red
since the past couple of days.
He had a heart surgery three months ago.
When did you notice it?
-When?
-You called me yesterday to tell me. He--
Yes, actually, I noticed it yesterday
and I immediately called him
to tell him about it. Sorry.
What's his age?
-Five, I mean…
-No.
-He is four-and-a-half months.
-Four-and-a-half.
It's his kid,
but you have all the answers.
I know. That's why his wife sent me.
He doesn't know anything.
Actually, he's very attached with Amul.
He loves kids!
-So sweet! Even I love kids.
-So sweet.
That's but obvious.
She became a pediatrician
because she loves kids.
-You can bring him.
-Yeah, I'll bring him.
-Don't act smart.
-You crazy or what?
It's an allergy. Nothing to worry about.
Apply this ointment twice a day.
If the redness doesn't go in a week,
just bring him back.
-Bro, after a week.
-I heard.
Thank you. Let's go.
-Come on.
-Come on.
Let's go.
-Gaurav?
-Yes?
We should catch up sometime?
Yes, sure, why not.
Sometime. Korean heart.
We dodged a bullet today.
Shreya is suspicious.
Before she says anything to Goldie,
you should tell him yourself.
You're a dead man otherwise.
If you told me we were meeting here,
-I would use a stronger sunscreen.
-Sorry.
-Hi.
-Hi, baby.
-Hi, Goldie. Looking good, brother.
-Hello. Thank you.
Whose baby is that?
Will you tell him or should I?
Why should I tell him? You tell him.
Okay.
We are getting married,
but you can't tell Ms. Nehra?
No.
You are adopting a child,
-but you can't tell my parents?
-Correct.
At the time of adoption, you promised
that you will never get married,
and you can't tell this to our families?
You got kicked out of your house
and your business,
but you can't tell Ms. Nehra.
What a smart guy! He got everything.
No, but Mrs. Nehra already knows that.
-So, whom can't we tell?
-Your parents.
Okay. So we can't tell anyone
about any of this?
Correct.
So, humor me, when we get married,
we can't take photos,
we can't post on social media?
And when we are on our honeymoon,
if someone recognizes us,
what do we say?
That we are in a situationship?
That's a good one!
Can do. Yeah.
-We have to live in separate houses too?
-No.
Only when Mrs. Nehra comes for inspection.
-No. Absolutely not.
-Yes.
Goldie, try to understand.
It's not a big deal.
No, you try to understand.
-I can't maintain this lie.
-Goldie.
I will tell everyone. Everyone.
What you did, what you did,
what I've done.
What did you do? You didn't do anything.
So what? I'll tell that too, for safety.
I told you how difficult it was
to convince my family.
So, don't rock the boat.
But why do you care?
You are jumping in the boat.
Goldie, calm down. What's the matter?
It's just about a few weeks.
Then, Nammo will be your wife.
I will be Amul's official Single Papa.
Look, it's a white lie.
It is harmless,
and it is shiny and glittery.
And we will get married!
Don't worry.
Just a few more days.
-Support me.
-Support her, bro.
This is wrong.
What a cute boy! He's in!
He's in!
Look, who's here to see you?
What a sweet room.
-Meet baby Amul Gehlot.
-Hi, Amul!
Hi, Amul. What does Papa call you?
-Cutu!
-Cutu!
-Here.
-Look!
It's for Amul.
Aunty got you a gift.
Thank you.
Some tea?
I'll make you some.
-Amul will stay here?
-No, he's late for his office.
He'll be here. He will stare
at the cot mobile, he will flap his limbs.
Here's your tea.
-Thanks.
-Take this too.
Some mail has come here,
but some is still going to the old house.
Changing the address is a pain.
Don't do it, then.
Who knows, you might shift someday.
Hi, Raghav. I'm good.
How are you? Tomorrow?
I'm, actually…
Okay, cool, we can figure it out.
Let's see.
What time?
Slightly later, please.
Yeah, 1:00 is okay.
Okay.
See you, bye.
All good?
That was my client.
He is launching a premium whiskey brand.
I had to research about it.
Do the brand positioning, expected sales,
target audience,
et cetera, et cetera, all of this.
And I don't think I have enough time.
I'm not really prepared.
-He wants this tomorrow.
-A whiskey brand?
Everoak Spirits.
Ask me, then.
Who knows this business better than me?
-You?
-Yes.
Gaurav, this isn't about
sitting at a counter.
Hey, what do you mean?
Hear me out. I have 16 years of experience
as the owner of Badnaam Wines.
I know everything about this market.
In and out.
I'm an expert.
Take me along.
At least take me with you.
Come on, Appu.
-Okay.
-Cheers.
-You can't mention Badnaam Wines.
-Okay.
And no flirting.
It's an office, posh laws apply.
What? Even laws are posh and poor now?
No, really.
Ayaan, meet Gaurav. He runs
a successful chain of liquor stores.
Badnaam Wines.
Gaurav, meet Ayaan.
He's the founder of Everoak Spirits.
Pleasure to meet you.
Everyone says that.
I thought before we decide
the launch strategy,
it would be really nice
to meet someone like Gaurav
who has been
on the retail side of things for years.
So, have you given him the full download?
Download?
-What did I have to download?
-It means information.
It's okay. I can give you a quick recap.
We are going to launch
a premium whiskey brand.
Our TG is high-end users.
And we are brain-storming strategies
to make a big splash in this segment.
The idea is to move the needle
without boiling the ocean. You get me?
So, tell me. How can we place ourselves to
win over this market and drive traction?
Premium whiskey launch. Single Malt.
Very nice. Understood.
Everything after that, bouncer.
Aparna, am I wasting my time?
Not at all. It's very simple.
He is asking, how can he target
his potential customers?
That's all? Why didn't you say that?
Anyway, let me ask you a question.
Have you ever shopped at a liquor shop?
Unfortunately, no.
Are you the kind who shops at duty-free
after every foreign trip?
Right.
So, let me give you a download.
Actually, let's take a walk.
-Yeah, please.
-I'll talk while we walk.
The thing is, every liquor shop
gets five kinds of customers.
Number one, the regular.
They come once or twice a week,
buy their regular bottles.
Number two is the sharabi.
They come every day.
Sometimes, two-three times a day.
But they only buy the basic, cheap liquor.
Both these customers
can't afford your brand.
Understood.
There's more to download.
The next customer is our confused praani.
They want to drink,
but they have no idea what they want.
At number four we have,
the corporate chomu.
The weekend ragers
who make a trip every Friday evening
and stock up for the entire weekend.
And now, our fifth,
the Mercedes man, just like you.
They are brand loyalists.
They never ditch their brands.
Generally, Japanese single malts.
They might switch wives,
but not their brands.
Now, you want to target this Mercedes Man.
But it's really hard to change them.
You must target type three and four.
The confused praani
and the corporate chomu.
These people only earn a lakh or two
per month, but they live like royalty.
They buy Coldplay tickets at 25,000.
They buy a new iPhone every year, on EMI.
Their best friend is their credit card.
They have donated their life to Instagram.
They want everything
that makes them look cool.
That's your customer.
If you manage to capture them, sir,
you'll own 25% of the market share.
Now, tell me, did you like my download?
Definitely very eye-opening.
-He means…
-He can see now.
That I can understand.
I may not be everybody's cup of tea,
but I'm someone's shot of tequila.
For you, I will do weekly consulting.
How about full-time?
-A job?
-Yes.
I'd love to,
we are in the liquor business, sir.
With the grace of God,
I'm drowning in money.
It's okay, Mr. Gaurav.
But…
especially for you, I will manage.
Because I like you.
Wonderful.
Yeah.
-My team will touch base with you.
-Okay.
Nice.
Why will his team touch my base?
Gaurav, you were so good!
Amul, look, your Dad got his first job!
You will also show me
a similar offer letter someday.
My first job! Oh, man!
I can't believe this, Appu.
Thank you. Thank you.
-Good morning.
-Morning.
Good morning.
Hi.
Good morning.
I don't have a nanny.
It's Dad's first day in office today.
Please cry less.
Careful now. Easy.
Well done.
Oh, no!
Pooped, baby?
Sorry, no problem. I have diapers.
Dad packed everything.
What's going on? Why is everyone here?
-Sir, look there.
-Sir.
Wear your pants now, come on.
Good boy. Wear your pants now.
Very nice. All done.
Mr. Gehlot. In my cabin, now.
If every employee starts bringing
their kid to work,
the office will turn into a park.
Sir, I don't have a nanny.
So, find one.
It's time.
Okay.
Yeah, Jasmine.
Yes, I called.
Send me the number of your agencies.
I need a good nanny.
Finding a nanny is such a pain.
Please send me the contacts.
I'll call you later.
Hi. How are you?
Aunty Meenu,
I need a nice, cultured nanny.
Can you help me find one?
-Okay.
-No, I'm talking on the phone.
Who knew finding a nanny
would be tougher than adopting a child.
Let me know if you get any leads.
Hey!
Amul?
Amul?
Amul?
Amul!
Hey, bro, did you see my child?
He's a little baby.
Did someone take him?
Yeah? Outside?
Subtitle translation by: Nidhi Thakur