Bandish Bandits (2020) s01e02 Episode Script

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All breaks down when
you need it the most.
The thing's grown too old.
We'll buy new one.
What's wrong, Panditji?
Something wrong with the car?
Come. We'll drop you home.
No. It's alright.
We're obliged for your help.
No need to take the trouble.
But we'll get it fixed soon.
There is no trouble at all.
We'll be very lucky
if you sit in our car.
Please. Come.
Radhe.
Please call our garage person.
Raju, he is nearby. Call him.
He will take the car.
I hope you have his number.
Let's go.
Can I help?
Go home. I'll come later.
Do you ever get your car serviced?
Let it be.
You might make it worse.
Does the car have tools?
Or do you know a
tune that can fix cars
which you can sing and the car
Very funny.
They must be at the back.
Then go get it.
Or will you need
grandpa's permission?
What are you looking at?
Do you doubt my ability?
No. In fact I am quite sure
that you cannot fix this car.
Pliers
Pliers
Oh that
You could have just said pliers.
Spanner.
Done.
Well I'll drop myself home.
But this doesn't
mean I'll sing with you.
Then I'll have to make the car sing.
You're crazy.
No
Just unpredictable.
Now, let's test the
maximum speed of this car.
What? No.
If you go beyond 40
it will breakdown again.
Police.
Stop the car.
I can't.
I don't have a licence.
And I had a few drinks
at the party.
Are you out of your mind?
They will throw us behind bars.
Stop the car.
Don't worry. These Jodhpur
cops can't lay a finger on us.
See you, fuckers.
No. Slow down.
No noo.
What kind of car is it?
I told you, it will breakdown.
Sir.
Hi.
I want to talk to my dad.
Group Captain Harshwardhan Sharma.
I'm an air force officer's daughter.
You don't know what you are in for.
- Give me the phone.
- Wait a second.
Tamanna
- Tamanna
- I've got this.
- Pick up. Pick up
- Madam
Do you want to call someone?
No. I am an orphan.
What's your name?
BatukNath
BatukNath?
- Sir
- Let's go have tea.
I wasn't even driving.
Let me go.
Sir!
Save your voice.
It won't do you much good.
They are on a break now.
He will let you two go in the morning.
Till then, sleep, and let me too.
You also sleep.
Don't worry.
Sukhmani knows the
routine around here.
She's frequent here.
She just stabbed her husband.
No, it's not as serious as it looks.
They often get into a tiff.
You know how passionate couples are.
He slaps her, she stabs him
Don't you get it, Tamanna.
Tomorrow is my sacred induction
ceremony And if I miss that
It was a huge mistake.
I shouldn't have let you fix my car.
And you didn't even say thank you.
Good night, Batuk.
She stinks.
You smell nice.
Modi keep this on my table.
Sir.
We'll never do this again.
I promise you.
Please let me go.
Please.
Listen to me, sir.
I assure you it won't happen again.
I am Tamanna Sharma.
I did a big concert
two days ago in Jodhpur.
I see
- So that was you?
- Yes.
That concert ruined my entire night.
Junkies from all around
Rajasthan gathered here for it.
It took me all night to handle them.
Plus my in-laws were visiting
the same day. I couldn't even meet them.
The organiser made such big promises.
And disappeared right
after the concert.
Sir you mean the little guy
with a flat face and
looks like a complete rascal.
Ya that.
Sir, can I make a call?
Asshole!
Sorry. I had no other option.
That's Sukhmani. She will get you out
in the morning after breakfast.
But this one's my favourite.
Disco Mastiyaana.
You hook up with her
I'll see you soon
You rascal.
Weirdo.
Sister-in-law, he's here.
Let's go.
It's alright.
Mom Mom
I know I made a huge mistake.
I arrived ten minutes
You really believe
its about those ten minutes Radhe.
You can stop serving me food.
Or beat me black and blue.
But don't stop the ceremony.
I've worked very hard for this.
I have really worked hard.
Please make him understand.
It's not him,
It's you that has to understand.
Music requires discipline.
Radhe.
Hi.
You?
I just spoke with Kabir.
I am so sorry about what happened.
But I might have something
that can cheer you up.
What is this?
The other day, when you sang
outside my concert I recorded you.
And after that went straight
to my studio.
Because I just couldn't sleep, Radhe.
I sat up all night
and prepared a mash-up.
Your voice, and my voice,
and magic was created. It was great.
Why?
Please don't be mad.
Keep an open mind when you hear this.
I shared this piece with the JP team.
And they think
the song is a superhit.
But more importantly Radhe,
they loved you.
Are you out of your mind?
- How can you just
- I know It's wrong.
I shouldn't have gone
behind your back.
But I had no option, Radhe.
They were on the verge
of cancelling my contract.
And look at this as an opportunity.
Radhe. Radhe.
Radhe, your voice belongs
to the world
and not just the
Rathore family alone.
- If we sing together
- I cannot sing with you
why can't you understand
such a simple thing.
Do you even know what will happen
if my family finds out about this?
I missed my sacred induction ceremony.
This may make me lose
my music all together.
I am really sorry.
I know you are upset.
You have every right to be.
But think about it.
If we sing together,
it will be epic, Radhe.
Tammana, your music might
be your contracts, and videos
but my music is my life.
Please leave me alone.
Things have been going terribly
wrong since you came in my life.
Please.
Just leave.
Fine.
I'll go.
But remember
you're not the only
one who cares about music.
Don't you dare judge me without
knowing what it actually means to me.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Sir. Madam.
So I take violin, sarangi make love
and arrives 'Devlin'.
Fully patented in my name.
Only 100,000 rupees.
Not bad, huh?
Whatever
I like it a lot!
I like it.
- Can you make some more?
- Yes lot more.
Perfect. I buy them all.
But I change the name.
I name it Audlin.
Like my girlfriend Aude
Stop it! I already told you
I'm not your girlfriend.
No-no-no name only me.
Five-years of hard
work to make prototype.
Devendra nobody.
'Devlin' everything for him.
Very-very special.
Sorry, not possible.
I'll pay you double.
And extra for patent.
No, sorry.
But good luck with your girlfriend.
- Hari Om ji Hari Om.
- Hari Om ji.
Chilly fritters.
Delicious.
Good for your throat,
and good for your eyes.
Bring some for me as well.
Panditji has performed
the sacred induction
ceremony for eight people, not seven.
But the eighth one fell in love.
Her name was 'Eva'.
But I lost my heart to Eva.
Couldn't help it.
She came all the way from France.
We couldn't speak
each other's language.
But through music,
we conversed for hours.
As soon as Panditji
found out about us.
He sent Eva back to France,
and took away my sacred thread.
But I never lost my spirit.
Uncle, you may have compromised, but
I can't.
Back when I was young
even I wailed,
and cried, ate chili fritters.
It was like I was
the Romeo of Jodhpur.
Then one day, the old man got tired
and gave me a chance
at purification.
Purification?
A road to salvation.
If I pass then he will
forgive me and return my thread.
But if I fail,
then I'll have to quit music forever.
And what did you do, uncle?
The biggest mistake of my life.
I lost the love of life
and my music, both.
The old man's method of purification
is nothing short of a maze.
It's easy to get in
But impossible to get out from.
So just forget about the induction.
Forget.
Give me another plate of chili fritters.
I want to do the purification.
What?
I want to do the purification,
Panditji.
Do you even know what it means?
Or did you just
overhear someone say it?
- Go away. You are not worth
- Just give me one chance, Panditji.
One chance.
- If you fail
- I can never sing again. I know.
You are being arrogant,
instead of disciplined, huh?
Fine.
If you fail
then you will have to quit
music and this family forever.
- Are you ready?
- Radhe!
Radhe!
He doesn't know.
He doesn't know what he's asking for.
He is just blabbering
senselessly in excitement.
- I will make him understand
- I am ready.
Until this purification is over
you will have to stay outside
the city, in the jail near Natraj temple.
Each morning at dawn,
you will have to climb up the hill
and rehearse at the Natraj temple.
And observe the code of
silence for the rest of the time.
You will have to
beg for your own food.
You can't take up
any business or a job.
Nor take anyone's help.
On the day of the test
at the Natraj Temple
you must sit in front of your teacher
and complete the seven-candle
recitation in a single day.
Every candle lasts for three hours.
So seven candles will last 21 hours.
Only three people
have pass this test till date.
The day you believe that you're ready,
you can return home.
That's when your real test
for purification will begin.
Stop.
Just concentrate on the beginning,
you know
Silence, everyone.
Hey Arghya!
Yo-yo-yo my sister
from another mister.
JP loves your sample track
they want to record
in the next 15 days.
They want to make it
a big valentine's day release.
So soon.
Everyone at JP is jizzing
on this right now.
Listen, you were so right.
Altaf Raja was totally worth the wait.
Actually Arghya,
Jodhpur is like a Mecca of musicians.
He was just the first guy I ran into.
Since then I found at least ten others.
That make him sound tuneless.
Listen
If I was interested in
crap I would look in the pot.
Alright. We need Altaf.
JP signed up on his voice.
Just blow him if you have to.
Stop it already.
Where is Radhe?
Tamanna.
Tamanna. Don't go there.
He is on silent mode.
Perhaps I never quite
understood you properly.
Your dedication towards
your craft is so inspiring.
Radhe, you have an incredible voice.
But all this doesn't
justify your talent.
This is a cheque for 200,000 rupees.
Just the signing amount.
You'll be paid an additional
200,000 when the song's approved.
It's just a matter of ten days.
And I promise you,
no one's going to find out.
It will be great for you, Radhe.
Now, come with me. Come on.
What's wrong?
Who are you?
You sing, right?
Well, we do the banging.
What did you think?
We won't find you if
you disconnect your landline.
Let me go.
Pay up soon.
Otherwise, the next performance
will be at your home, not the street.
Understood?
Found anything on him?
Nothing. He's broke.
Why borrow money
when you can't pay back?
Bloody beggar.
Radhe.
Think of it as a test match.
It's more important to defend
your wicket than score runs.
To pass the purification test
what's more important than your 21
hours of practise is the three-hour break.
First and foremost
you won't take rest
after the first candle.
That's the mistake I made.
Take rest only after the second
candle, and that too just for 30 minutes.
Similarly, take a 30 minute
break after every candle
and carefully move forward.
And if with the grace
of Goddess Saraswati
you manage to cross
the sixth candle
then you'll have an entire hour to
rest your throat before
the seventh candle.
Are you sure?
Think again.
I was wrong, Dad.
Crisis doesn't fuel an artist.
It's all romantic bullshit.
I see
And what are you going to do?
Fly back to Mumbai.
Tell the JP Record
guys that I give up.
And then drown in self pity.
That's an even bigger
romantic bullshit.
Thank you for your pearls of wisdom
Dad!
What would I do without you?
Hey
Listen, dear.
Your mother's very worried about you.
When you fly back to Mumbai,
pay her a visit.
Accord has strong goodwill
in the music industry.
- She would love to help
- I am never going to take her help!
Ever!
Your purification will begin with
the first ray of sunlight.
I'll signal the first candle to be lit
after that, rest of the candles
will be lit at your signal.
You're going good.
Just take care of your throat.
It's basil and honey,
it'll soothe your throat.
What is he doing?
He's marking out one hour.
The boy is taking a power nap!
This is a purification test
not some college competition,
that you're trying to show off.
For the remaining candles,
practice the mid-range tunes,
not the high range ones.
And rest all you can right now.
Because the way
your body is right now
you will never be able to sing again
if you stop after the sixth candle.
These 'Bengal grams' is
for strengthening your voice.
And the jaggery is for maintaining
the sweetness in this
teacher-pupil relationship.
From now, music is no longer a hobby
But your responsibility
towards this house of music.
From now on, you can
sing songs only from the Rathore house.
I asked everyone.
Bro. He was not some local goon.
He was the bank recovery agent.
Your father borrowed this money
to start a music school
on his piece of land.
But there's no trace of the school
nor has he paid
a single EMI on time.
He doesn't answer our calls
or come down to the bank.
He claims that some builder
swindled him of his money.
Possible.
I've given Mr. Rajender one
week's time to pay his six-months EMI.
And if he fails to do so then we'll have
to follow the rules and regulations.
According to the rule
we'll first seize your land
then we'll bring a notice from
the court and stick it on your manor.
And the entire Jodhpur
will watch this spectacle.
And then I don't care what antics
your family resort to in the court
or even if Panditji
has to sing and beg at signals.
That won't be necessary.
You shall have your money.
That's my commitment.
Radhe.
Radhe.
Asshole.
Who do you think you are?
Where will you get the money?
Take my advice and
tell Panditji about it.
It will only embarrass father.
But we won't have the money.
Kabir, if they
get a court order then
he will be shattered.
But how will you arrange so much money?