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Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Oh… Jyoti!

-Sir, I need your help with a story. -What story?

The one on male escorts.

Also, that cop Tripathi thought that you had hired a gigolo.

She doesn't know how you deep dive into your stories.

Sir, I will finish the story you started.

I just need your permission.

You enjoy your break. You deserve it.

I will take your story forward now.

I will write it sharp… just like you.

Jyoti…

I didn't drop the story because of this break.

I dropped it because I don't want…

an innocent life to be sacrificed at the altar of sensationalism.

Correct, sir. I won't write just anything.

Green chilies?

Sure.

Do you think…

turning someone's personal life into a spicy story on page one is journalism?

Sir, journalism is the mirror of society.

But what is it that you want to show?

How a poor boy is selling his body

so his mother gets medical treatment?

Who'll be happy reading this? And what change will this bring?

Sir, these people get exploited.

It's an entire racket, sir. I've done research about it.

Some psycho uncles really abuse these people.

Jyoti, this is not the story you think it is.

No one is abusing him.

Abuse will happen when you print this story.

Sir, we could also… keep it anonymous.

Anonymous news is not called journalism, it's called fiction.

And I'm really surprised, Jyoti. I expect better from you.

Wow!

I don't go to work for a month,

and the paper and journalists both seem to be sold.

No… That's not what I meant, sir.

You have taught me everything.

From now on, no story will go to print without my approval.

Go, tell this to Naveen too.

Yes, sir.

Here… your omelet.

No, man! These pennies won't cut it.

Roshan bro, it's not pennies. It is 55,500 rupees.

Please keep it before my dad chops these and turns them into one lakh ten thousand.

Whatever hustle you're doing, you need to up its pace.

The world is at the crossroads of war.

Immigration laws are getting stricter.

If you can do it in a month, you'll be out of here.

Otherwise, stay here and keep skinning lambs.

This time, this lamb won't get slaughtered.

This time, this lamb is on his way to London.

Madam! Madam, I work independently now.

Says everyone who gets fired from their job.

She can book me directly now.

Get me just five minutes with Jugnu ma'am.

Jugnu ma'am?

Whatever it is, say it to me.

Do old relationships mean nothing?

I've shoveled animal shit for her.

If she cared for relationships, she wouldn't hire a gigolo.

I know everything about my replacement.

But you guys don't know who he is!

-Who is he? -Journalist.

So?

Journalists can't get it up?

He is not a man. He wants to be one.

Like me.

I am his inspiration. And by the way, the fucker is married!

Look, madam. I care about you, about Jugnu ma'am.

She has gifted me a motorcycle, a laptop.

That's why I'm telling you. Else, why would I care?

Okay, off you go now. Or I'll take the bike keys back.

I don't need your bike. Keep it.

-Okay, hand it over. -I am leaving.

-Hand the keys over. -I am leaving.

Hello?

She is calling you over. Come right away.

-Now? At this hour? -Yes, now.

Let me just have a word with Sitara--

Is Sitara the one paying you?

Where do I come?

Faster!

Faster!

Faster!

Faster, faster, faster!

Why are you staring at me?

I am trying to see if you are who you seem to be.

Come closer, then.

I can see betrayal.

-Stop the car! -What's wrong?

Stop the car.

What happened?

-How fast can you run? -Why?

Killing is more fun when the prey is on the run.

You're joking, right?

Run!

Run!

Run, run, run, run!

Run, run, run, run!

Run!

Hands in the air!

Hold this! Now, you are the spotter,

and I am the hunter.

You have to do what I just did. Got it?

You called me for hunting?

What did you think? For sex?

But hunting is illegal.

And this is a reserved area.

Is it about the law?

Or are you shitting your pants?

-Did you see that? -No.

There… Behind that tree.

Where?

-See, there. -Yes. Yes.

Have you fired a rifle before?

I tried firing a pistol once.

What do you do?

For now, I'm keeping surveillance on you.

Does surveillance pay your bills, or do you have another income?

I don't have the desire to do anything else anymore.

What was your profession?

Whatever that may be, don't worry about it.

Your secret stays a secret. That's my rule.

And my second rule is, that for you, I am Mr. D'Souza.

I leave the real me at home when I'm with you.

Who have you left at home?

Who I am.

What's your name, Mr. D'Souza?

Adarsh… Adarsh is my real name.

-You fire the bullet, Adarsh. -What?!

Here. Hold it.

Take it.

On your shoulder! Quick!

But, killing a sleeping, innocent animal like this…

We'll wake it up and kill it.

At the count of three, I will flash the torch and you shoot.

Ready?

One.

Two.

Hold it.

Flash the torch!

Come!

Flash the torch!

Where are you?

Where are you?

Jugnu ma'am?

Jugnu ma'am?

Jugnu ma'am?

-How many broken bones? -Three of yours.

All of the boar's.

This hospital…

There's nothing to worry about. I know the people here.

The doctor has said that we can shift you

to a hospital in the city tomorrow.

Tonight, you need to stay here.

As soon as I laid eyes on him,

I knew…

that this guy is trouble.

He too… is one of us now.

I'll be back.

Mom.

Mom…

-Mom, how long will this go on? -I have some self-respect too.

How did I disrespect you?

Do I have the right to know what's happening in your life, or not?

I am not happy, Mom.

That's nothing new.

And why aren't you happy?

I…

feel suffocated, Mom!

It seems like there's no meaning to life,

and I'm just living it day after day.

Naina, all is not lost, yet.

You…

can try IVF, dear.

Mom, why is it so difficult to talk to you?

Naina, between waking up in the morning and going to bed at night,

everyone has a purpose.

He has his newspaper. What do you have?

Mom, I have a job too.

Are you doing a job or just killing time?

You aren't happy because your happiness is dependent on Adarsh,

but his isn't dependent on you.

One day you will wake up and it'll be too late.

I don't know, Mom.

One day, I wake up and tell myself,

to hell with all the things destiny didn't have in store for me.

And the next day, I go to a new doctor with my thick file,

so I can feel small again.

And be reminded that I am unworthy.

"Madam, when was the last time you had sex?

Did you have it in a relaxed state of mind or were you stressed?

When are your periods due?

Four days ago or four days to go?"

-I mean, you-- -Naina!

Dear, you are not alone.

With today's lifestyle, everyone is dealing with these issues.

But others are patient with the treatment.

They don't give up mid-way like you.

All your life you have left things half-done, dear.

I have never understood what is it that you really want.

Why are you doing this?

You started running before you could walk.

You were just five when you ran away from home for the first time.

The neighbors spotted you and got you back.

You've been running away since then.

When you started going to school, you ran away from class.

You left arts for science, then science for arts.

Sometimes NGO, sometimes theater!

One day you wanted to get married. The next day you didn't.

Till your seven vows weren't complete, we were on the edge.

Scared that you could run any moment.

And that's exactly what you are doing now.

You took the vows, but you're standing at the starting line again.

Someone just has to say, "One, two, go!" for you to take off from here.

There is no point in having a conversation with anyone here.

All they care about is themselves.

Where are you?

Hello, beautiful!

I've got a new pair of headphones and…

a special solo performance to accompany it.

Should I do it for you?

Hey… All okay?

You don't want to listen to music today?

What happened?

Nothing.

I seem to have… lost my rhythm.

Just give me a minute, I'll be back.

Stuck upside down in dreamland

Life is somewhat foolish

Stuck upside down in dreamland

Like a bat’s unlikely guest…

I'm leaving.

Why? What's the rush?

Just give me a second.

Don't let me down, man!

I haven't done my job yet.

You have.

This has never happened to me.

It happened once,

but I think I wasn't in my senses then.

Never otherwise.

Are you okay?

Do you have a cigarette?

Since when do you smoke?

From this moment.

You should have at least one vice.

Of course, I do.

By the way, I have pain-relieving medicine too, if you want.

And this… to feel beautiful.

I have other stuff too. This… for relaxation.

Relaxed!

And the cure for all ills…

Ludo. I have this, as well.

But today's agenda… is to burn our lungs.

Therefore…

tell me, which one?

Which one of these would suit me?

Fed from a spoon

Mixed with milk

Right and wrong

Drilled into it in school…

Don't take it in. Take it all out.

All of it!

It's ill luck Life is a punishment

Wasteful, yet fun

Reasons are utterly pointless…

Today, I will indulge myself too.

Release it, as a kindness

Stuck upside down in dreamland…

Useless jerk!

Somewhat foolish

That's not all you are.

What?

What you just said.

You are a lot more than that.

Me too.

These muscles, these joints, and the tissue…

Can you see this? All of it has been fused together.

And that's the root cause of your problem.

Physiotherapy once every fifteen days isn't going to cut it.

Do it dedicatedly at least four times a week.

Doctor, any restrictions on diet?

There is only one thing you need to restrict. Stress.

Just let it go. Okay?

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Mom, let it go.

-"Let it go." -Shut up.

-Okay, I'm going to the restroom. -Okay.

Here, ma'am. Thank you.

Nurse, who is this patient?

It's some crazy couple who went on a jungle adventure in the night.

Must have gotten attacked by an animal.

Mom?

Mom!

This way.

What happened?

I have made a very big mistake.

-What is this? -This… is your commission.

Jugnu had called me directly.

You… keep this.

But, this is yours.

No. You don't need me,

and I don't need this money.

Please don't take it the wrong way. This was not my idea.

She knows very well that if she had called me at an odd hour,

I would have said no.

She also knows who would not say no.

-Your rules are very confusing. -Are they?

If you want to work with me, it will happen my way.

When to meet, where to meet, how many times to meet,

these things will be decided by me, not by you.

Or you can work independently.

Okay. I'll be careful from now on.

Can I refuse a client, as per your rules?

You said yes to the one you should've refused.

And you keep saying no to the one you should be accepting.

Roshni doesn't want a gigolo, she wants a slave.

And I can't be a slave to anyone anymore.

You are unable to do this, right?

Is that all?

You're out of steam?

Sitara ji, I never run out of steam.

It's not about steam, you need to use your brains.

It's not easy for everyone to express what they want in words.

Learn how to listen with your eyes.

All the answers are in that room.

Certain traits run in a person's blood.

And blood always shows its true colors.

Like father. Like son. Debauched!

She kept such a big secret from us.

Kept it all bottled inside… and suffered silently,

but didn't share it with us so that her aged parents don't get stressed.

And you…

You've been after her life, ever since she has come here.

Papa, please, now you two don't start fighting.

We have to support Naina.

We'll get her life back on track.

First, I will set that rascal straight!

-Where are you going? -Temple.

Where are you headed with perfume on, Adarsh?

The love that was pouring out of you,

while feeding apples to that woman today.

If only, you had shown half that love,

with half that piece of apple to my daughter…

she wouldn't be so unhappy today.

Disgusting man!

The face hides that you are rotten inside.

Why do you even call for me?

Do you think I am a toy?

Have you bought me with your money?

What if I do this to a girl?

Call a prostitute over and tell her to remove my shoes.

And say, "Clean my shoes! Clean the soles of my shoes.

Put the shoe back on!

Your scent stinks on you!

And I hate it.

Move away. Go take a shower. Go clean yourself!"

What kind of a person would you think I am?

An extremely disgusting and degraded person.

Then what's the joy you get out of humiliating me like this?

That's what I am trying to understand too!

What joy does someone get? Day in, day out…

So, whatever you do to me…

someone does the same to you?

Roshni ji, wait a minute.

Actually…

I used to be exactly like you.

People have walked all over me all my life.

And one day I realized,

that people are doing that because I was letting them.

You only have to muster the courage to say no.

And if you cross that one difficult moment, believe me,

everything around you will change on its own.

And if that doesn't happen, then you have Sitara's number.

Call her and ask for me, I will clean all the shoes you want.

Sorry.

I'm sorry, my child.

I never tried to understand you.

Hello.

Right now?

Where do I come?

I can't believe…

that I killed this.

To kill this beast…

you need a lot of courage.

I feel safe with you.

I like being with you.

Why do all good things come to an end quickly?

Oh…

What is coming to an end?

No… let it be.

I don't want to involve you in all this.

You are making me curious. Please tell me.

Manju…

He is getting an early release from jail.

The government has accepted his plea on the basis of good conduct.

So, that is… good. Right?

Good? Are you happy about this?

It's the end of us meeting.

The end to all of this.

My work,

my identity, my freedom.

It took me five years to clean up his mess.

I worked day and night to restart my life!

Toiled very hard…

and achieved what I wanted.

For what?

Maybe he has changed.

Jail can reform the worst of criminals.

Jails reforms humans,

not animals.

It's not good conduct, it's good hooch that has done his bidding.

And now,

he will come back and…

You wanted to know what I do for a living, right?

I run a small newspaper.

I've killed one pig for you,

I can crush another too.

Drinks?

Cheers.

Yeah, Jyoti?

I have an investigative crime story. The kind the paper needs.

Will you do it?