Mismatched (2020) s02e05 Episode Script

1
Sex. All of our lives
revolve around this one thing.
Especially my life.
Especially today.
This looks fucking scary.
But I have to do it for the boy I love.
Yeah. There's another thing
that our lives revolve around
Love.
Hey, no, no. Let's wait till the wedding.
What?
Till after Mom's wedding.
Ew. Ew, ew, no.
I'll have to do all this the first time?
Oh, shit.
Hi!
Why are you alone?
Isn't your stupid boyfriend
taking care of you?
Relax cuz. I'm totes fine now.
Omigod! I'm so close to 250K!
Nice! Looks like you're feeling better.
I got some fruits for you.
Give. Open it. Thank you.
Give your eyes some rest
sometimes at least.
This must be the reason you felt giddy.
So much screen-time
isn't good for the brain.
Nobody touches my phone, Z.
Use it less.
No.
She doesn't listen.
According to a survey, 70% people believe
that when they are using a gadget,
their anxiety increases.
Why don't we keep a "No Tech Day"?
Let these kids get some time
to talk to each other one-on-one.
That's what fills your heart with joy,
not by leaving heart emojis on Instagram.
Right?
-"No Tech Day"?
-Yeah.
In a tech course?
Yeah.
So, "No Tech Day" it is, Karim.
Phone?
And the third and final thing
around which all of our lives revolve
Technology.
Momo, if I find one more gadget,
it's mine.
Hey, my Shimmers! Believe it or not,
it's a "No Shimmering" day.
It's a dark day. I did not know
it was ever gonna happen,
but it's happening. And
Excuse me, I was talking.
Bye.
I called you because I thought
that you might've called me
and thought that the call
didn't go through.
I might smack you. Hang up.
I really liked Zeenat's and
Siddharth's idea of a "No Tech Day",
but I didn't expect it
to blow up like this.
Shhh, I'm in a meeting.
You know, I've got
a terrible feeling about this day.
Just the worst feeling ever.
Come, I'll help you pack your stuff.
Why? Are you taking me to your home?
You love me that much?
Tomorrow's the last day to pay the fee.
Okay, just let me make
one phone call, please.
Pretty please, help me out with this.
One phone call.
Boss, I haven't received my salary yet.
Finish today's orders first.
But, boss, I don't have a phone today.
Fuck!
Sir, I want to go to Nandini ma'am's
I'll come back later.
No, no. Please tell us something
about the great Nandini Nahata.
Just that I want to get admission into
Nandini ma'am's institute at any cost.
And there's a ton of work left on my app.
Please give me my laptop.
Actually, Ahuja,
I checked your progress on that.
And I have to say,
you've caught up really well.
Very impressed.
The one with the real problem
is Mr. Shekhawat here.
His mom's getting married tomorrow.
And he needs his phone
to co-ordinate, collaborate, etc.
I have a solution.
You are in luck.
I save all of my devices.
I'm a gadget hoarder.
You can make calls, take calls,
send SMSes, receive SMSes,
but you can't do anything smart with it.
But it'll serve your purpose.
Thanks, guys.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
You can play Snake on it.
It's a compulsory holiday, man.
Oh, no.
What should we do the entire day?
I got some ideas.
Thanks. Much appreciate this.
I'll return it tomorrow.
Hey, there's no need for that.
This is yours now.
And anyway, Dad will buy me a new one, so
-What?
-I
How the tables have turned.
This is amazing.
Okay, let's give them some privacy.
Please continue.
Don't forget to lock the door.
And remember to use protection.
-Bye.
-Bye.
What are you doing?
Sorry, I I'm
Actually, no,
-I have never
-It's okay. It's fine. Totally fine.
Also, I don't think I'm ready.
I understand. Sorry.
But
Whatever was going on
up till now was okay.
Hey, what's up, buddy?
Hello.
Sudoku?
Nice.
Okay, have these App&About people
given us the full money?
-Yeah.
-Right.
Why, do you need more money?
No, no, I was just asking. Anyway
You must be having
major Tinder withdrawal, right?
Hey, I've deleted the app.
Yeah, and I pushed my scooter off a cliff.
Hey, I'm telling you
I really love Simran.
Now no more distractions, it's Simran.
Okay, if that's true, then good for you.
How's the bromance?
-Hello?
-Hi. This is Ayesha.
May I speak with Namrata?
Yeah, please wait a minute.
Nammu, Ayesha is calling.
-Hi.
-Hey, so did you think about it?
I have planned it.
First, a bike ride, and then we'll do
some touristy things. You'll come, right?
Classmate?
Yeah.
Is that a yes?
Okay, so I'll let you know?
-Okay. See you.
-Yeah.
-Hello.
-Hello?
Listen, I'm going out,
so if anyone asks, I'm with you.
-Okay?
-But you're actually with Biker 2,0?
-Bye, Rishi.
-Bye, Namrata.
I hope her Lady Luck shines brighter
and takes her further than first base.
Be patient, madam.
Being patient has its rewards.
Yuck! But, seriously, why not?
Because I believe that to make love,
you have to be in love,
and we're not in love right now.
An unpopular opinion, I know.
But it's only meant for true love.
Man, who knows what true love is.
The one that lasts.
So, by this logic,
Dimple wasn't your true love?
No.
Such filmy fantasy notions you have.
Take your mom, for example.
She didn't fall in love once,
she fell in love twice.
Listen, your boss is waiting for us.
Shall we go?
The duration is not
the benchmark for true love, Shekhu.
I'm with your mom on this one.
Don't pull a long face.
I don't know
what you keep saying half the time!
You're a dog!
You must find this boring, right?
You must have conquered
all the levels there.
Levels?
I had forgotten this one.
Taking it slow.
I think this is the best one.
Can I stay here tonight?
No, I just I just wanna
sleep next to you, if that's okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Fuck, no!
I have a VC with
the Berklee counsellor tonight. I forgot.
My stuff is at home, so I'll have to go.
Sometimes, I forget that you're leaving.
The flight's on Wednesday.
Five days.
I'll miss you.
You know what, love is a habit.
You get accustomed to love.
Even when you know
that it's not like permanent.
Oh, man! That was so close!
Yeah.
Just missed by an inch.
I've never seen you here before.
Are you learning to play
to impress Kalpana?
It's very tough to please that woman.
Take it from me.
Fuck.
Looks like you've missed your shot, buddy.
-See you later.
-Come.
Can't believe it, bro. What is this?
Now you are his friend?
I've been asking you to play with me
for years, but no.
He comes and you find the zeal to play?
Now you're Tiger Woods?
Can you please not
create a scene here, Dad?
Dad? Why are you calling me "Dad"?
Go and call him that.
Yeah, bro,
go and kiss your new daddy's ass.
Ashish, I'm going
to give you a tight slap!
Did you see?
He has started talking like you now.
You asked why I didn't play golf
with you all these years, right?
-Yeah.
-Because it was on this golf course
that Mom and I
caught you with your friend.
Mom could've at least given him
one more chance.
Ashish, that was Mom's choice.
Not yours or mine.
And what did you do
after becoming a single dad?
You used your eight year old son
as your wingman.
Please, don't try to be
friends with me now.
Because I'm really happy she found him.
I can be friends with him, at least.
Yeah? Go to hell then!
I don't want to attend your mom
and that Rannvijay's wedding.
Best news ever, Dad.
Yeah, whatever!
I won't attend either.
Come on, son.
Relationships can be so overrated.
And fucking disappointing.
I told you, there's a ghost in my room.
Please come.
Ghosts are not real, spirits are.
-Then it must be a spirit.
-During the day?
It must be rats. Come, I'll show you.
You're getting worried for nothing.
Come with me.
But we did one thing right.
We invented devices.
At least we can have
perfect relationships with them.
Yay! So, I'm the queen of tech.
I've got the feels in love.
Now, only sex is remaining, Sim.
And I'm so ready for my first time.
Or am I?
Harsh? Hi.
Hey.
I heard you're going back?
Back to your Mia Malkova
kinda levels, yeah?
All your hook-ups
must be like that, right?
Those twisty, bendy, deep-throating type?
Why is everyone talking about
me and my levels?
I mean, you don't have to be shy with me!
I know what guys find exciting.
I've watched a lot of porn.
Simran, are you confusing
real life with porn?
You know what, I think you should
talk to a girl about this.
But you're the sexpert, right?
Okay.
Let me give you some sexpert
expert advice.
Yes!
Porn is entertainment.
It takes a normal, real-life situation
and turns it into this crazy sex act.
Take them, for example.
Actually, I've written the book, but
Instead of going to Ayesha,
you could go directly to the source.
Now imagine that you're wearing
imaginary porn-vision glasses.
This scene would've played out different.
Zeenat would've been a sexy
or naughty student.
And would ask the professor
for extra classes.
Then, she would play dumb.
-Sir!
-Yes.
I don't understand this!
Don't worry. I'll explain.
Turn to page 69.
Yeah!
Naughty!
But look at their real-life chemistry.
You won't get this in porn.
In porn, everything's for the viewer.
The costumes,
the camera angles, everything.
But real-life sex, that's for you.
Trust me, it's very special
if it's with someone you love.
It's gonna be special, Sim.
It'll be really beautiful.
You good?
Yeah, I'm great.
Tonight's the night, Bub.
-Hi!
-Hi!
Isn't your house a bit further?
Yeah, but Mom and Dad can't know
that I'm going for a ride with you.
So you're taking them for a ride? Nice!
If you're gonna make this puppy dog face,
I'll never be able to pull your leg.
Come, sit.
I told you that
I'm not gonna say anything.
Why are you wasting your time?
Because I won't say anything.
Then don't say.
Don't say anything to me.
Say it to them. Just imagine that
whosoever makes you angry is sitting here.
I want you to imagine that. Talk to them.
Tell them that they're
Assholes.
Or whatever they might be.
Try it.
You've become a psycho
instead of a psychologist.
Think of it as a game.
You like games, right, Anmol?
I promise, it'll be better
than clay therapy.
Give it a shot. Come on.
This is a fucking joke.
Come on, be a sport.
I had asked you a simple question, man.
And you exploded like a bomb. Why?
You're the asshole, Anmol. Face it!
Subconsciously, you know
who you're really mad at.
Just face it.
What happened, asshole?
I thought you were just handicapped.
Have you turned senile, too?
What are you doing with this idiot?
Mental masturbation? Oh, man!
Anmol is sharing his feelings.
His sentiments.
No one understands my feelings.
Not this old man,
nor my friends, nor you.
I don't understand?
But I know you very well.
Anmol Malhotra,
captain of the football team.
Has two girlfriends.
Can run marathons.
But you don't have one thing.
What is it? This wheelchair of yours?
Yeah, I have a wheelchair!
Bloody handicap!
I have to ask people for help!
For going to the toilet,
or to the first floor.
Even picking up a pencil
from the floor is a task!
My entire life is a marathon.
But this marathon
isn't something you can run.
You bloody pompous asshole.
You're the world's biggest idiot!
A person who drinks and drives.
You're a fucking idiot!
Look at me!
This! This is Anmol's competitive spirit.
Where was it?
-Anmol, Anmol!
-I'm handicapped!
-Don't pity me!
-Anmol! Anmol!
Anmol! Anmol! Anmol!
Do you understand now?
You're angry at the old Anmol.
And his thoughts keep running
in your mind all the time.
You speak to yourself, too, in his words.
But it's enough now.
From now on,
you have to listen to this Anmol.
The one who has courage,
and never gives up.
I want to give up, sir.
I can't do this everyday.
I have no one, sir.
I'm alone.
Anmol, from tomorrow onwards,
we won't meet here.
I want to show you that you're not alone.
Hey, Anmol.
Hey, do you know where Krish is?
Who are you?
Actually, we hang out a bit sometimes.
I don't actually know where he is.
But he isn't appearing
on my Tinder matches today.
So, I looked for him on Instagram
and sent a DM.
But even my DMs
aren't going through. #InstaDown.
Then I saw this institute's photos
on his account.
Hey, where's Krish?
I need my phone!
I don't want love or sex.
I just need my phone.
I just need my camera,
so I can post a story.
I just need that fucking phone!
I just wanna scroll mindlessly
till I can numb this pain in my heart.
I need a new filter.
I need to change my story.
I need that version of Google
that tells me what to do next.
Fight or flight?
Love someone
or not?
I need a one million GB storage hard drive
to offload my memories into.
I don't want that Facebook alert of,
"Five years ago,
you met the love of your life."
I need space for new memories.
I need the kind of maps
that tell me my next move.
Somewhere nobody can find me.
Not even me.
My dear?
What happened? Why are you so sad?
Uncle, I love a girl.
Love? Love is a wonderful feeling.
Whoever it is for.
I don't want to talk about it.
I won't say anything to anyone.
Most people can't face their problems.
Rather, they look for excuses
to forget about them.
But, you? What you're doing isn't easy.
You have a lot of courage.
You can talk to me anytime you want.
I have quite a lot of experience
with life's troubles.
And remember one more thing.
I'll be right here for you, always. Okay?
-It's okay, I understand
-Get out.
Get the fuck out!
-Get the fuck out of here!
-Just try and understand.
I don't want to see you ever again!
Just listen to me, Simran!
-I just have to explain it to you
-Take this!
-Hear me out!
-Your stupid gift!
I'll tell you why I did it, Simran.
-Listen to I'm trying to say
-Take this hair dryer!
You won't even need this in two years!
You know since when I knew about this?
But I never said anything.
I pretended like I didn't know!
You know why? Because I trusted you!
I trusted you, you balding fuckface!
Enough! Enough.
I've heard enough. Whatever you're doing,
let me know when you're done
with your overacting and your drama.
Why? Why can't you ever
just be fucking normal?
Why can't you be chill like others?
It's simple. Look at Celina.
Why is she cool?
Because she doesn't pretend
to be someone else.
That's the difference between her and you.
All of your pretenses like, "Bub, this,
Bub, that" are for Instagram.
Now put yourself in my shoes.
How long could I wait?
When we both know what the reality is.
And it's like you You're
The fucking queen of fake!
I'm fucking tired.
Asshole!
Today, my boyfriend became my troll.
I knew this was going to be
a terrible day.
Shall I leave?
We should get used to
tolerating each other now, isn't it?
Anyway, my quota for getting angry
is done for today, so
Okay.
So, how is it going?
How's the app leak investigation going?
It's over. It was a dead end.
It's good, actually.
You can properly move on now.
I mean
I know.
I used to spend a lot of time
on the terrace as a kid.
I used to track constellations.
Me too.
Good, at least that's something
we have in common.
That one was my favorite star. Aquila.
And that star is called Vega.
On its left is Altair.
Did you know that
Vega and Altair were lovers?
Vega was the daughter of a god,
and Altair was a cow-herder.
Their parents made a river between them,
so they would never meet.
But, every year,
they were allowed to meet for one night.
Birds would flock together
to form a bridge over the river.
What?
What?
You know this story?
I don't remember
when I stopped going to the terrace.
Even today, if I had my laptop,
I'd be playing games in my room.
And if I had my smartphone,
I wouldn't be here.
Would have found a hundred ways
to keep myself busy.
Anyway, there's a lot of pending work.
Mom's wedding, and
Rishi?
How are you dealing with it?
Your mom's wedding?
I
I don't know.
Maybe when I see her at the altar,
maybe I'll know how I feel.
Maybe.
You should come.
Mom has invited you.
Thanks, but
I have a lot of work, and
Yeah, it's okay. I understand.
Anyway, good night.
Good night.
-Dimple?
-Yeah.
You can bring Harsh along, if you want.
It's okay.
Yeah.
So, do you have any more questions?
Yeah, actually, I do.
What if I don't come right away?
You mean, skip a semester?
Something like that.
Well, I'm surprised to hear that.
Cause you've already paid
your fees in full.
You only have 24 hours to decide,
otherwise you're not gonna get a refund.
It's $10,000.
We think our lives
revolve around three things.
Love, sex and tech.
But, you know what? I think we are wrong.
In the end, it's only about one thing.
The beep of a phone is not important.
What's important is who's
on the other side of the beep.
Whether the camera
has 50 or 100 megapixels,
eventually we see a picture
through the lens of our heart.
Yeah, bro,
go and kiss your new daddy's ass.
I don't want to attend your mom
and that Rannvijay's wedding.
I won't attend either.
So, in the end,
our life only revolves around one thing.
We can manage without sex and tech.
But this fucking love
Dimple?
I want to ask you something.
Subtitle translation by
Shruti Shukla