UNDER CONSTRUCTION A SATIRE
UNDER CONSTRUCTION STORYLINE AND SYNOPSIS
The story is told from the point of view of a 60 year
old frustrated architect, the wife of Bhau, the first
failed builder, who has to forgo the project to
another
bigger
builder
who
had
better
fund
arrangement who in turn overtakes the entire project
when his investors see that the project is worth
billions. And the liaison couple who brings in the
funds from an FDI company only to realize that
everyone is self-motivated, greedy and treacherous,
capable of betraying anyone who comes in their way to
make profits.
AT A LARGE SPRAWLING SLUM AREA IN THE SUBURBS. We see
a famous social activist on a hunger strike against
the demolition of the slums of the area where a slum
rehab and redevelopment work has to be carried for
over 2000 hutments and LIG societies.
A crowd of people are there to join in with the
activists Satyagraha and there are TV channels and
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media groups waiting for the Politician to come so
that the activist can end her fast.
The entire group is sitting around the open area
space at the slum. And through their conversation we
realize that the slum groups are divided into two
groups and that the larger group wanting the
demolition work to start is being held back by the
other group which is also quite large and also has
the activist and public figure’s backing who is
fasting at the site.
The builder’s office at the site has its top officers
standing waiting for the big bosses to arrive. They
are nervous because they feel that the government
might have to agree to the anti demolition, going
against the Court order which could delay the project
by another year.
The most vocal guy, Bhau, seated in a chair along
with 8 others near the Satyagraha is the chairman of
the core committee member of the society and has more
than 4 hutments here. His wife is also the most
popular woman and an important member of the managing
committee and society groups.
The four men and three women which form the core
committee consists of Bhau and his wife both of whom
have 4 hutments between them, one in the name of
Bhau, his wife, his wife’s widowed sister and his
son.
His widowed sister in law is also his mistress.
Each of the 5 men has a mistress or a second wife.
And the other two seated women are the wives of two
guys employed in the Municipality as scavengers,
whose duties of picking up the garbage leaves them
too tired to attend meetings or be in the committee.
The two wives then together have managed all water
and electricity connections for the slum society.
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They also have a
societies in MHADA.
flat
each
in
the
LIG
housing
Most of the other members are daily wage workers
employed across the sprawling city and are keen to
see the development work bring results.
Two of the core committee members know some TV and
media journalists personally. One of them is the
friend of an author/journalist who knows the social
activist.
INSIDE A SPRAWLING FLAT IN TOWN.
The author/journalist is sitting in a huge flat in
town and is watching the TV news of the activist
hunger strike about to get over. And she is calling
up all her contacts to be there with all their media
contacts and reach the slum area situated near the
expressway. “It’s very important that all of us be
there. After all she is doing it for the slum
dwellers because all these government officials and
municipality guys are corrupt dirty scoundrels.”
AT A LUXURY HOTEL/ EXCLUSIVE CLUB.
A group of rich investors sit in a luxury Hotel suite
room, playing cards, watching the news and having
beer, as they watch the progress of the Satyagraha.
They ask one of the loud mouthed, jokes telling guy
to make a call to the builder.
He picks up two of his extremely expensive cell
phones from the table and makes a call from one. The
others gather around him to listen to the phone call
on the speaker phone.
AT THE SITE.
The builder arrives with his people at the site and
sits in his luxury SUV and asks when the politician
is arriving to end the fast, as the phone rings. The
investor enquires about the delays having going on
from 6 years and whether he will ever see the face of
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the huge profits which were promised by the builder
at the beginning of the project.
“We need to be patient now.” Says the builder.
“You don’t worry about my being patient. I am patient
in the hospital now along with all my six friends. We
have paid you over 220 crores till now over the past
6 years without seeing a single rupee coming back. At
least 24 investors are from outside the city
otherwise they would have strangled our group. And
you are the one getting to talk on television. While
you
have
become
a
superstar,
we
have
become
background junior artistes.”
“Don’t say this; you know how much trouble I am in
after this social activist got us to stop the
demolition even when we had the court orders. The LOI
and other FSI and TDR approvals itself took three
years to come into our hands.”
“When you were applying for the LOI you were
constantly calling and picking up the phone at once.
Now you take your own sweet time to call or even pick
up our phone. Now that you have the LOI in your
pocket
and
the
government
has
given
you
the
permission to rebuild the slum and the other
societies around it, you think why this bastard is
calling, no.?
“Arre bhai, you are saying all this for nothing. I
have even pledged the project with you. Even the LIG
MHADA societies that we are developing, needs your
NOC. You know how this government works. Nothing is
cleared before months or even years. And then the BMC
takes its time to give clearances and approvals in
its own sweet time that too with so many officials
that have to be bribed. And then some of the BMC
officials have to be given flats and have to be
recognized in the slums and provided free houses so
that they can keep their 2nd and 3rd wives. Am I
alone in utilizing your money? I told you about the
damn officials. I have to give to everyone. You are
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my only friends, gods and well wishers. If you too
start saying this where will I go?”
“Arre little joke and you become so tense. Why are
you worrying? It’s our money that we are not getting
back. And you are the one crying. While we who are
losing so much interest on it are laughing and
joking. Carry on with your fight. We are with you.
Just get this done so that we can see the face of the
profits. That’s all.”
Keeps the phone down as all of them look at him,
shaking their heads, each one has something to say.
“He is a crook of the first order.”
“bahut gandhaa aadmi hai..”
“Always has some excuses ready”
“haraami hai.. saala ”
The builder sitting in his SUV
“Bahut kutte log hain! Must be sitting at their club
and calling me up when they very well know that the
activist has been fasting from the past 2 months.
Everyone knows it, but they pretend as if I am doing
all the delays. Bahut gandhe log hain.”
The 8 Committee members who are sitting next to the
make shift pandal, are in a heated discussion. As the
other committee members are standing around them.
“But we wanted the demolition to begin. We gave the
consent to the builder and he has a court order how
can this activist come and get it stopped. Dirty
bloody politics this is because the activist must
have been sent money from you.”
The woman in the group stands up against the guy who
has said the words, “bahut gandhe log ho tum log .I
have yet to come across such rotten bastards like
you. She is the most respected activist of the
country, don’t you dare say anything against this
saintly lady. What does she gain if the work is
stopped? She is sitting here with us without an AC
like all of us, without any food or water, and you
say the money must have reached her. You uncouth
illiterate idiots, you are the reason this country is
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going to the dogs. Why don’t you curse both the
builders who are not getting proper compensation and
accommodation ready before the demolition?”
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This then is the premise and the few main characters
of this hideously funny drama that will hold the
mirror of the hilarious and ugly side of its folks.
No one is sacred here.
Everyone knows that everyone is on sale.
So everyone is suspect.
Everyone feels that the other rotten scoundrel has
taken some bloody dirty money.
Nobody is uncorrupt, because that would mean losing a
roof over their heads if they don’t have a ration
card on their names.
So the officials giving out these identifications are
the gods who have to be pleased to get a roof over
their heads.
“When we offer Prasad and money to the gods to get
our basic comforts what’s wrong in giving the
official of the BMC and the ration card officer a few
rupees in exchange of an identity?”
This is the wisdom given by a mother to her son and
daughter for paying the ration officer and the BMC
and the Electricity Department to get their basic
comforts. “When everything is dependent on the person
in front why think of going to the authorities and
waste time and money for just saving a few rupees
which go to the guy who does so much work done for
us.”
These are few of the words that show how most of
these characters think. These are few of the values,
the poor of this country has based its lives on.
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****
The story carries the entire true picture of Mumbai
and India as it lives today.
There are no apologies.
No pretence.
With far more clarity about the nexus of the builders
and the BMC officials and the officials in the
housing ministries and the worst of all - the public,
- that is as greedy and as corrupt as its
politicians.
Title: Under Construction
Genre:
Social
Satire
/
Drama
Setting: Mumbai – from sprawling suburban slums to
elite high-rises and opulent clubs
ACT ONE: BLUEPRINTS OF DECEIT
Setup:
In the buzzing heart of Mumbai’s redevelopment scene,
Bhau, a once-hopeful local builder, watches his
life's dream slip away. Once appointed to lead the
transformation of a massive slum sprawl into highrise apartments, he’s now a powerless figure, elbowed
out by a better-funded, suave developer backed by
slick-talking liaison agents and FDI investors.
The story is told from the weary yet sharp point of
view of Bhau’s 60-year-old wife, a disillusioned
architect who once dreamt of real change and is now
forced to watch the circus of corruption, betrayal,
and naked ambition unfold.
Conflict Introduced:
A famous social activist stages a hunger strike
at the slum site to stop the redevelopment,
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accusing
both
government
and
builders
of
exploiting the poor.
Two powerful slum groups emerge: one supporting
redevelopment (for promised flats), and one (led
by the activist) opposing demolition due to
broken promises and delays.
Media attention explodes, as TV journalists and
social commentators, including an old authorjournalist,
start
circling
the
story
like
vultures, each with their own agenda.
Bhau’s core committee—comprising himself, his fiery
wife, his widowed mistress-sister-in-law, and other
comically self-interested slum leaders—embody the
contradictions of the slum dwellers: corrupt yet
helpless, cynical yet clinging to hope.
ACT TWO: SCHEMES, SCANDALS & SATYAGRAHA
Rising Tension:
As tensions rise at the protest site, the slum
committee implodes in arguments over bribes, fake
documents, second wives, and fears of losing homes.
Bhau’s wife emerges as a morally gray but strong
voice, ridiculing both the activist’s saintly image
and the committee’s petty infighting.
Meanwhile:
In
luxury hotel suites, foreign and local
investors play poker and make crude jokes,
furious about the billions stuck in the stalled
project. Their calls to the builder are laced
with sarcasm, threats, and reminders of mounting
losses.
The builder, harried and bitter, juggles bribes,
approvals, and angry investors while blaming
delays on the activist and corrupt officials
demanding flats for their second and third wives.
The media circus intensifies, with TV vans, news
crews, and ―influencers‖ descending on the slum
like it's a war zone.
The social activist, despite her hunger strike, is
accused of being bought off by rival developers.
Meanwhile, the very people she's trying to help—
Bhau’s group—suspect each other of taking bribes.
Everyone is a suspect.
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Everyone is corrupt.
And the system—layered with bureaucracy, extortion,
and exploitation—continues unchecked.
ACT THREE: THE DEMOLITION WITHIN
Climax:
Just when the activist is expected to call off her
fast in front of a politician, chaos erupts:
A fistfight breaks out among the slum groups.
Accusations fly like bricks—about bribes, second
wives, backdoor deals.
The builder receives a call: his FDI partner is
pulling out. Another investor is considering
going to the media with damning evidence.
Bhau’s wife finally confronts her husband, his
mistress, the whole committee. In a bitter
monologue, she tears into everyone’s hypocrisy,
exposing secrets and lies—from fake hutment
ownerships to phony ration cards.
Resolution:
The activist collapses from dehydration as cameras
roll. The politician never arrives. The media spins a
new story: ―Slum Satyagraha Ends in Betrayal‖.
The builder walks away with fresh backing from a new
corporate
entity—ready
to
use
loopholes
and
government connections.
Bhau and the committee? Replaced. The liaison couple?
Dumped.
Bhau’s wife walks away from it all. In a final
bitterly
comic
moment,
she
visits
her
old
architecture college and sees a new wing sponsored by
one of the very corrupt men she once fought. She
smiles wryly.
Final Note:
"Under Construction" ends with a darkly humorous but
brutally honest reflection on India’s urban chaos.
Nothing is sacred—neither the activist nor the slum
dweller, neither the builder nor the bureaucrat. In a
city forever rebuilding, it’s the people who remain
perpetually under construction.
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Title: UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Genre: Satirical Drama | Urban Decay | Social Noir
Tone:
Bitingly
ironic,
tragic,
darkly
comic
Setting: Mumbai — slums, corridors of power, luxury
suites, and broken dreams
ACT ONE: FOUNDATIONS OF GREED
The Frame: Told through the perspective of a 60-yearold female architect, once idealistic, now bitterly
observant—wife
of
Bhau,
an
ex-builder
turned
powerless slum committee leader.
Key Threads:
The Slum Committee: Bhau and his wife hold 4
hutments. But Bhau’s secret? His widowed sisterin-law, also his mistress, has been promised one
of the rehab flats too. Unknown to Bhau, she’s
also in touch with the rival builder.
The committee
of 8 is a grotesque farce—each
member a symbol of India’s corruption pyramid:
o The
scavenger wives have sold multiple
electricity meters under different names.
o One member secretly sold out early consent
letters to another FSI-hungry builder.
o Another—posing
as
pro-development—has
blackmailed both builders for off-the-record
"donations" to their fake NGO.
Betrayal Unfolds:
The
activist on hunger strike, portrayed as
saintly, is secretly being sponsored by a rival
builder
lobby
(a
detail
only
Bhau’s
wife
suspects).
The journalist/author, appearing principled, is
seen negotiating with a media house on how to
package
the
protest
as
a
"Netflix-style"
docuseries.
Bhau, believing he's holding the slum together,
is about to discover that his own son has made a
private deal to sell their hutment ownership to
an agent promising better flats in another
scheme.
ACT TWO: THE COLLAPSE BEGINS
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Rising Betrayals & Corrupt Alliances:
The liaison couple, once hopeful of brokering the
deal with foreign investors, realize that the
builder used their documents to pitch to a more
influential corporate, cutting them out entirely.
One of the scavenger wives finds out that her
husband, long absent from meetings, has been
secretly working as a personal assistant to the
builder, helping him monitor slum attitudes.
A second-tier BMC officer, once loyal to Bhau’s
wife, switches sides, demanding a flat for his
mistress or else he'll report fake hutment
records to the authorities.
In a moment of bitter irony, the social activist
collapses dramatically during a press conference
— her medical report shows signs of well-planned
glucose drip support, shattering public faith.
Public Faces Crumble:
A
sting operation led by a rival journalist
reveals that two core committee members were paid
to instigate violence during the satyagraha to
get media attention.
The investors, furious over lost time, secretly
pledge equity to the rival developer (the one who
funded the activist), bypassing the builder.
Bhau learns that his own wife—the architect—was
approached to design the redevelopment plan by
the rival builder and has submitted drafts under
a pseudonym.
ACT THREE: DEMOLITION DAY
The Emotional Climax of Betrayal:
The slum gets bulldozed, not by court order, but
through a manipulated emergency notice quietly
pushed through by corrupt bureaucrats on a
national holiday when courts are shut.
Bhau’s family hutments are gone. His sister-inlaw vanishes—seen entering a new MHADA flat with
another man.
The activist is last seen being awarded a Padma
Shri, smiling in a photo-op with the urban
development minister.
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The liaison couple are arrested for document
forgery, though the originals were forged by the
builder himself.
The builder? He becomes a consultant to a global
urban redevelopment fund, flying first class to
Dubai.
Final Irony:
In
the
closing
moments,
Bhau’s
wife
(our
narrator) walks through the now-leveled land—
holding in her hand the finalized blueprint of
the redevelopment tower, bearing her hidden
signature.
She
watches her old slum neighbors fighting
amongst
themselves
over
relocation
letters,
beating each other over rumored bribes.
Her
final
voice-over:
“Every
slab
of
concrete
will
bear
our
fingerprints. Every name on every door will be
someone else’s lie. And when the towers rise, it
will not be on truth or justice... but on
compromise. And blood.”
Themes Enhanced:
Corruption as Religion: Bribes are "offerings",
ration cards are "blessings", identity documents
are "scriptures" of the new order.
Satire of Heroism: No one is a savior. Everyone
is complicit. Even idealism is a commodity.
The
System Wins: The film doesn’t celebrate
collapse; it documents it like an architect of
ruin.
UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Written by: [Your Name]
FADE IN:
EXT. SLUM REDEVELOPMENT SITE – MUMBAI SUBURB – DUSK
A choked sun sets behind broken tarpaulin roofs. A
dusty wind sweeps through half-demolished chawls,
rusted water tanks, and cement bags that haven’t
moved in months. Stray dogs howl as drums beat in the
distance.
SUPER: "MUMBAI. THE EDGE OF TOMORROW."
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VOICEOVER (FEMALE, 60s, weary, sharp):
(soft, matter-of-fact)
―In a city where time waits for no one… it waits
longest for the poor. Six years and still counting. A
project that was meant to be hope, now lies buried
under court cases, bribes, and bastards.‖
CAMERA SLOWLY TILTS to reveal a giant HOARDING:
―COMING SOON – SHANGRI-LA SKIES. Affordable Luxury
Living.‖
Below it, a group of WORKERS sleep shirtless on
bricks. A banner that reads ―SATYAGRAHA FOR JUSTICE‖
flaps in the wind.
INT. MAKESHIFT COMMITTEE OFFICE – SHANTY STRUCTURE –
CONTINUOUS
A 10x10 foot space. Walls of plywood. Fan dangling
like a dying flower. Seven plastic chairs. One dusty
water cooler. Charts and maps of the proposed towers.
BHAU
(60s),
pot-bellied,
faux-patriarch,
in
sleeveless vest, slouches with confidence. Around
him, the CORE COMMITTEE—3 WOMEN and 4 MEN—are midargument.
BHAU
The court order is with us. The builder has the
papers. Why the hell should we stop because some
sari-clad saint wants a fast?
RAFIQ (50s), bitter, former clerk
Because her photo's in every bloody newspaper. And
the court doesn’t feed our stomachs.
WOMAN 1 (40s, the scavenger’s wife, feisty)
She’s sitting without food. Not without funds. You
think she’s fasting for fun?
INT. SPRAWLING FLAT – SOUTH MUMBAI – SAME TIME
THE ARCHITECT WIFE (60, elegant, hollowed) sits alone
in a plush but faded sea-facing flat. Floorplans and
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slum maps scattered like dead leaves. She's watching
the hunger strike live on a muted flat-screen TV.
VOICEOVER
―They called Bhau a visionary. I called him a
mistake. He started this slum redevelopment with
dreams of towers and glory. Today he’s stuck
negotiating with mistresses, scavengers, and goddamn
ration card officers.‖
She sips her tea. Grimaces. It's bitter.
ARCHITECT (softly, to herself)
And yet I signed the blueprints... all over again.
She turns back to the plans. In bold letters on top:
―REVISED MASTER PLAN – SHANGRI-LA SKIES PHASE II.‖
CUT TO:
INT. CLUB LOUNGE – NIGHT
Marble floors. Leather
clinks.
seats.
Laughter.
Whiskey
RICH INVESTORS play poker and watch the news on a
giant screen.
INVESTOR 1
Isn’t that the site we dumped 220 crores into?
INVESTOR 2 (calling builder on speaker)
Time’s up, bhai. Either you deliver flats… or we
demolish your balls.
BETRAYAL REVEAL SCENE – THE BUILDER & THE LIAISON
COUPLE
INT. BUILDER’S SUV – OUTSIDE SITE – NIGHT
Builder (50s, cocky, sweating), sits inside his airconditioned SUV. He’s just finished a tense call with
the investors. His aide, a jittery assistant, hands
him a folder marked ―CONFIDENTIAL.‖
BUILDER
(reading aloud)
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"FDI clearance... separate MoU... What the fuck is
this?"
Inside is a contract signed by the LIAISON COUPLE and
another BUILDER FIRM. The letterhead reads: ―GOLDEN
PALM INFRASTRUCTURE – Dubai/Mumbai‖
BUILDER (growls)
Son of a bitch... they’re cutting me out.
He dials. Fast. Furious.
INT. LIAISON COUPLE’S SEA-FACING APARTMENT – SAME
TIME
REEMA (35, polished, charming, cold) is speaking on
the phone to a Dubai-based investor.
REEMA
He’s stalling. The project is bleeding. Our MoU gives
us exclusive rights if he fails to deliver by June.
We activate it at midnight tonight.
Her husband, ROHAN (40s, smooth operator), finishes a
glass of wine. He's watching CCTV footage on a screen
showing the slum site from hidden cameras.
ROHAN
By the time he figures it out, we’ll already have TDR
transfer, MHADA approvals, and the Dubai investor’s
board resolution. We give the slum committee a bigger
cut. They’ll flip.
� CHARACTER MATRIX – CORE SLUM COMMITTEE (8 PEOPLE)
Name Role Secrets & Corruption
Bhau (60s)
Committee Chairman
Has
4
hutments,
forged one in son’s name. Sleeps with sister-in-law.
Took ₹18L cash from old builder and is now extorting
the new one for more compensation.
Manda (50s) Bhau's Wife Runs
ration
card
and
electricity access racket. Knew about Bhau’s affair,
but used it to trap widow sister into signing off two
hutments to her.
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Pushpa (45) Widow Sister-in-law Officially ―widow,‖
unofficially Bhau’s mistress. Has a secret deal with
Rohan (liaison) to swing committee votes in exchange
for a flat in Andheri.
Rafiq (50s) Ex-BMC Clerk Has a side business faking
IDs for slum dwellers to claim extra flats. Secretly
tapes committee meetings to sell dirt to media.
Dilip (40s) Scrap Dealer Fronts as poor, but runs an
unlicensed godown in Bhiwandi. Took ₹5L bribe from
rival builder to vote against demolition last year.
Savita (40s) Wife of Municipal Worker Has
2
MHADA
flats.
Operates
illegal
water
connections
at
₹500/month. Accepted sex-for-flat deal from one
junior architect.
Geeta (38)
Other Municipal Worker’s Wife Offers
bogus
property
documentation
services.
Faked
8
resident signatures to support Bhau's faction. Also
shelters her brother, a wanted thug, in slum.
Sundar (28) Youngest, Student Leader The
only
one
trying to stay clean. But has been blackmailed by
Rafiq over a stolen laptop he fenced once. Slowly
giving in to the rot.
POSSIBLE DRAMATIC TURNING POINT:
Scene: At a secret late-night committee meeting,
Pushpa confronts Bhau after finding out he offered
her hutment to the liaison couple as a bribe for
keeping silent.
Dialogues fly, old scandals are shouted out, and
Geeta reveals she has recordings of Rafiq selling
documents.
Savita screams that the junior architect forced her
into sex, only to find out it was all filmed by
Rohan.
Sundar watches silently, the only witness not yet
stained—until Bhau whispers that Sundar's dying
mother’s ration card was never processed… unless he
cooperates.
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ACT 2 – MIDPOINT STRUCTURE: ―The Flashpoint‖
Location: The slum site, Mumbai | Early evening
� Setup:
The builder finds out about the liaison couple’s
secret deal with the rival Dubai firm.
Media coverage of the Satyagraha is at its peak.
A sting video leaks to the media showing Savita
(committee member) in a compromising situation with a
junior architect in the builder’s firm.
� Rising Tension:
The crowd outside the pandal explodes in outrage at
the betrayal of their own.
The slum dwellers
factions.
now
split
further
into
violent
Pushpa and Rafiq begin blaming each other publicly,
and someone throws a slipper at a news anchor.
Stones are hurled. Police arrive in riot gear. The
activist collapses mid-fast as she tries to calm the
crowd.
� Midpoint Moment: The Riot & Collapse
The crowd breaches the barricades.
The activist is injured in the chaos. Her fall is
caught live on national TV.
News runs a breaking story: ―Activist Assaulted as
Sex Scandal Erupts in Slum Rehab Project.‖
The builder is blamed. The investor group threatens
to withdraw funding unless damage is controlled.
Meanwhile, the liaison couple tries to spin this as
an opportunity for a hostile takeover.
� FULL BETRAYAL CONFRONTATION SCENE
INT. LUXURY CLUB – LOUNGE ROOM – NIGHT
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Gold interiors. Music hums faintly. The liaison
couple, Reema and Rohan, are sipping single malts by
the bar. A waiter walks up, shaking.
WAITER
Sir… someone is asking for you outside. He’s not in
the mood to wait.
They exchange a look. Reema straightens her back.
EXT. CLUB ENTRANCE – NIGHT
A black SUV door slams. The BUILDER steps out, two
men behind him. He’s holding a file and a rolled
blueprint. His face is red, his jaw tight.
BUILDER (coldly)
Enjoying your drink?
ROHAN
We were just—
BUILDER
Save it. You want my project, right? Dubai deal.
Backdoor MoU. TDR rights. All mine. You thought I
wouldn’t find out?
REEMA (calmly)
You’ve been bleeding cash for 6 years. Court orders
or not, your ship is sinking. We only aligned with...
survival.
The Builder throws the blueprint on the floor.
BUILDER
You used me to get approvals. You slept with my
architect, took our consent forms, and now you show
me survival?
ROHAN (chuckling)
You’re no saint. Who was it that asked Savita for
―more than tea‖ in exchange for her family’s flat?
She did what you asked... and now she’s on every
channel.
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BUILDER (growling)
That’s your doing?
REEMA (smirking)
We warned you about filming
camera. But it’s our edit.
everyone.
It’s
your
BUILDER
You're finished. You hear me?
ROHAN
No. You are. The investors want stability. They’ve
already signed us on—interim project heads. They
think you're the face of bad PR.
He
hands
letterhead.
over
a
letter—printed
on
investor
BUILDER
This city deserves to drown.
REEMA
It already has. We’re just bottling the water and
selling it.
The builder storms out, leaving the blueprint behind,
which the waiter quietly picks up.
� SEXUAL BLACKMAIL SUBPLOT (ALREADY REVEALED)
NEWS CLIP – SPREAD ONLINE
A sting video, edited and subtitled, is making rounds
on social media:
Savita is seen kissing the junior architect in a
half-constructed building stairwell.
The timestamp reveals it was during a ―committee
inspection‖ day.
The caption:
―FLATS FOR FAVORS: SLUM COMMITTEE MEMBER CAUGHT IN
COMPROMISE‖
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� FALLING DOMINOES (Post-Midpoint Consequences)
Savita’s husband attacks the builder's team.
Bhau is blamed
builder‖.
for
giving
Savita
―access
to
the
Savita reveals in fury that Pushpa signed
hutments to the liaison couple weeks ago.
off
A slum boy live-streams the entire riot and betrayal
conversation.
The police begin making arrests.
ChatGPT said:
Absolutely. Let’s now structure ACT 3 of Under
Construction—where
everything
unravels,
alliances
disintegrate, and we get the ultimate cynical punch
in
the
gut
that
reflects
Mumbai's
broken
redevelopment dream. This is where satire meets
tragedy.
� ACT 3: ―The Collapse‖
� OVERVIEW
The third act captures:
Immediate fallout of the riot and scandal
Media frenzy and blame games
A highly politicized court case
The final demolition
And a darkly ironic resolution: who walks away rich,
and who is buried under the rubble—literally or
metaphorically.
� SEQUENCE 1: Aftermath of the Riot
Time: Early morning, day after the chaos
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TV Anchors scream: ―SEX, SLUMS, SCAM – CITY UNDER
FIRE!‖
The activist is hospitalized, unconscious. Her image
becomes the moral center of the scandal—used by both
sides for mileage.
Savita is missing, her husband
complaint blaming the builder.
files
a
police
Pushpa is arrested for forging old ration cards and
property documents.
Bhau is seen on multiple news channels giving
contradictory interviews (―I have 4 hutments, all
legally earned.‖ / ―I was tricked into giving
consent!‖)
� TV Debate Show Cut-In:
“Is anyone here really a victim, or are they all
pimps in this orgy of greed?”
� SEQUENCE 2: Courtroom & Media Circus
High Court. Day. Packed gallery.
The activist’s NGO files a PIL against the builder,
the liaison couple, and the BMC.
Builder’s lawyer argues that ―all formalities were
legally cleared‖ and shows court orders.
Public prosecutor presents the sex sting, the forged
consent letters, and media leaks.
The builder turns on the liaison couple, saying they
manipulated him and are now vultures feeding on his
bones.
Reema appears in court wearing white with a dupatta,
acting like a sacrificial savior. She claims she was
―threatened into collaboration.‖
� Courtroom Bombshell:
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A BMC officer comes forward under oath:
“Everyone took money. And everyone gave it.”
� CUTAWAYS DURING COURT SCENE:
Protesters burn effigies outside the court.
Investor lobby holds a press conference in Bangkok
saying they “have full faith in India’s legal
system.”
An exposé by the journalist friend of the activist
shows how even the activist’s NGO received a donation
from the same FDI fund that backed the liaison
couple.
� SEQUENCE 3: Demolition Day
Weeks later. A court-approved controlled demolition
begins.
The slum is to be razed in phases.
Pushpa is in jail.
Bhau gives an interview from a LIG flat in Thane:
“The fight was worth it. I have dignity and my own
bathroom now.”
Savita returns—disfigured, burned in an "accidental"
fire no one investigates. She lives in a rehab
transit camp, alone and silent.
� MONTAGE:
Machines roll in. Children watch as homes crumble.
Elderly women clutch idols and framed photos.
Officials sip tea, pointing to blueprints.
Onlookers shoot reels for Instagram.
� FINAL SCENE: Full-Circle Irony
INT. NEWLY FINISHED LUXURY TOWER – NIGHT
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A lavish opening party. The building is renamed:
“Aastha Heights: A Project by People, For People”
Reema and Rohan walk in with
shaking hands with investors.
Builder sits quietly
center of power.
in
a
champagne
corner,
no
glasses,
longer
the
A BMC officer, now retired, is gifted a flat on the
top floor. ―For his support,‖ they say.
In the crowd, the journalist smiles faintly, knowing
this too will make a great book.
� FINAL IMAGE:
Outside, in a corner of the demolished slum zone, a
ragpicker child squats beside rubble. He pulls out a
sooty photo of the activist.
The child asks an old man:
“Who was she?”
The man replies:
“Nobody. Just someone who believed.”
CUT TO BLACK.
� RESOLUTION – WHO GETS WHAT:
Character
Outcome
Builder Marginalized, scapegoated but keeps 5% profit
cut. Lives quietly.
Reema & Rohan
Gain
full
control
with
FDI
investors, become poster couple of progress.
Pushpa
In jail awaiting trial. Loses all property.
Bhau Gets LIG flat legally. Still calls himself ―The
Original Visionary.‖
Savita
Burned and ruined. No justice. No press.
Forgotten.
Activist Hero in posters. Died in hospital weeks
later.
Media
Wins TRPs. Publishes exposés. Then moves on
to a new scandal.
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Investor Group
Gets massive profits. Project sold
to NRIs and tech executives.
ilm Trailer Narration for UNDER CONSTRUCTION
(Tone: Fast-paced, gritty, sarcastic, and dramatic —
a mix of satire and noir)
� [Slow tabla beat. Black screen.]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
In the city of dreams... one redevelopment project
promised hope.
["Under Construction - The Future is Now" flashes
onscreen]
� [Quick cuts: hunger strike, cranes moving, kids
running in narrow alleys, officials pushing files]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
But behind the bulldozers... were broken promises,
forged documents...
...and very satisfied mistresses.
� [Cut to a sultry club. A liaison woman whispers
into the ear of an investor while unzipping his fly.
Cut to Bhau lighting a beedi, watching slums burn on
a handheld TV.]
BUILDER (yelling into phone)
"I was building dreams, dammit! Not running a damn
brothel!"
� [Beat drops. Rhythmic montage begins.]
NARRATOR (V.O.)
This is not just a demolition.
This is a moral collapse.
� [Shots: The activist collapsing mid-fast. The
builder being slapped. Media vans swarming. Bhau
punching a journalist. A flat in flames.]
� TV ANCHOR (shouting)
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"Sex tapes! Ration card scams! BMC bribes! Is this
the cost of progress?!"
NARRATOR (V.O.)
Eight committee members. Four mistresses. Two forged
LOIs. One court order.
And absolutely... no shame.
� [The activist’s face becomes a candle in a protest
banner. A champagne bottle pops at the luxury tower
opening. The slum burns behind it.]
� REEMA (smirking)
“Gentrification is just another word for rebirth.”
� [Title burn in — concrete crumbling around it]
� UNDER CONSTRUCTION
"Progress has a price. And everyone’s for sale."
[Final shot: a ragpicker child finds a broken
Ganpati idol in the rubble and looks directly at the
camera.]
COMING SOON
To a courtroom, a cocktail party, and a construction
site near you.
MAIN POSTER TAGLINE OPTIONS:
“Progress Has a Price. Everyone’s Already Paid.”
“Before They Built Towers, They Buried the Truth.”
“Democracy. Demolition. Deceit.”
“Built on Lies. Sold with Pride.”
“From Slum to Scam — One Blueprint at a Time.”
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“The
Building
Construction.”
Wasn’t
the
Only
Thing
Under
“Flats for the Greedy. Graves for the Gullible.”
“When Corruption is the Foundation, Everything Must
Fall.”
� SOCIAL CAMPAIGN SLOGANS:
#WhoSignedTheConsent?
#RationCardNation
#MistressMandate
#ThisCityWasNeverYours
#FSIFraudFiles
#DemolishTheTruth
#FromActivismToAfterparty
#FlatsForSaleValuesForfeit
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