All language subtitles for Inteqam The Perfect Game 2004.

I've done nothing, Babu.
Don't hit me.

I swear on my mother.
- So you did nothing?

No.
- So who did it?

I don't know.
- You're the mole.

Punch him.

Who gave Uday the tip off that

we were coming to bump
off Chhatawala?

I don't know.
- Speak up.

You're the informant.
You gave Uday the tip off.

Speak up.

No! I'm

Will you tell us?
- Yes.

C'mon.
- Yes, I'll tell you.

I say nothing to Uday.
You're the ones who say it.

Because I'm Uday himself.

ACP Uday Thakur.

Sir, this is Uday speaking.

They launched a murderous attack
on me here at Sassoon Docks.

I'm okay, just a few injuries.

There were three hit men.
All of them are killed.

One of them was Pakya,

the other was Girdhari.

And the third is. What's your name?

Joseph.

Joseph.

No, it wasn't stage managed.
I was really attacked.

They're fat and healthy. We'll need
more men to pick them up.

Yes, a few scratches
here and there, sir.

You want to get beaten up, buster?

You can eat, drink,
sing and dance outside.

In here, we account for
your sins. For your life.

Here we begin the case,
and here we decide it.

Govind Ramchandra Yadav.

Alias Bihari. Is that right?

The killing of the
builder Virani on S.V. Road.

An attack on the owner
of Sona Talkies.

An extortion of 2 million
from Prakash Jewellers.

In ACP Uday Thakur's court,
you get the death sentence.

Case dismissed. Case dismissed.
End of the show.

Yes, brother?
- Check where Koin is.

He's getting younger. I hope
he's not in Shanno's room.

Nowadays that rascal..

Run.

Damn it. The scoundrel.

Uday Thakur.

Thakur, this is Balia's area.
It isn't so easy to kill me.

Take another step, and I'll bust
his head like a melon.

You get that? Move it.

Don't get further, Thakur.

Listen to me.

Balia's not falling in your
clutches. Stay there.

Stay there, I say.

I'm a heart patient. I'm about to
have a heart attack.

You've killed him, Thakur?
- What should I have done then?

Stopped a bullet? Become a martyr?

You'd have found that fun.

But this was my case.

Case dismissed. End of the show.

This police officer is a terrorist.

He's killing people in the city.

Throw him out of
the police department.

Uday has not killed anyone, sir.

Those who died at Uday's hands were
criminals, Engaged in an encounter.

Encounters are engineered
by the police.

Why has a cop never been
killed in an encounter?

Thakur loves the sight
of dead bodies, sir.

Parmar. Thakur is a
competent officer.

Excuse me, sir.

Welcome, Dr. Mehak.

Mr. Minister, this is Dr. Mehak.
A criminal psychologist.

It's her responsibility to look after
the mental health of our officers.

Do not worry, Mr. Minister.
I'll personally look into the matter.

Merely looking into
it won't do, DCP.

You'll have to do something.

Just throw Thakur out.

Excuse me, sir. You can't demoralise
police officers in this manner.

Must you allow them a free run
to commit killings like this?

If Balia was indeed a criminal,
what explains Shah's death?

His death was an accident.

Balia had made a shield out of him.

And Shah died out of fright.

I have his case-history,

which amply explains
that he was a heart-patient.

There's a difference
between a murder and a death.

Your answer's not going
to satisfy the opposition

and the human rights organizations,
doctor.

But your action will certainly
shatter the morale of the police.

Do you know what stressful
lives they lead?

They work for days together
without any rest

at the risk of their lives, sir.

Twelve policemen committed suicide
last year, out of sheer stress.

But Thakur's out of his mind, too.

You're the one treating him, right?

Mr. Parmar, ACP Thakur
is undergoing counseling.

And as the psychiatrist
of the police department.

I know better about ACP Thakur's
mental health, than you do.

You can have your arguments later.

I've got to decide
this once and for all.

The government is under pressure.

I have a suggestion, sir.
- Yes, Dr. Mehak?

If you must take
action against ACP Thakur.

Have him transferred
to the detection squad.

That will not only cool matters,

It won't even subject Thakur
to mental pressure.

It's not right to punish a
competent officer like this

We want to save the
government from falling.

And you're worried about
an ordinary officer?

No officer is ordinary, sir.

But I'll still transfer Uday Thakur

to the detection department
for a few days.

Mehak.

Mehak.

Why did you have me transferred?

Stop flying off the handle
for every little thing.

You have no idea how difficult it
was for me to have you transferred.

They wanted to dismiss you.

Nonsense. What sin have I committed?

Sin? You're killing people left,
right and centre.

And then you call them criminals
who were killed in encounters.

You don't have the right to
even kill criminals, Uday.

Oh yes, let's twiddle our
thumbs and watch the fun.

We've the right to see
bodies riddled with bullets

in streets, offices and houses.

They've made eunuchs
out of the police.

No one takes to the streets to protest
the killings of the thugs' victims.

But there are organizations to
mourn the deaths of criminals.

Limits are set only for the law.

We're asked questions to
which we've no answers.

A child asks us the reason
why he has been orphaned.

And a woman wants to know
why she has been widowed.

Uday, you are right.

Criminals really have
a free run nowadays.

Even then, you've no right to
punish them. Only the court can.

Yes.

They're arrested, presented in
court, and released on bail.

That's the duty of the law?

No, Mehak. I cannot tolerate it.

Gun in hand, I eye the criminal

with his misdeeds on my mind.
I simply squeeze the trigger.

Case over.

If you lose your job, you'll be
left to watch it quietly, Uday.

You can't change the law.

At least try to change yourself.

I'm not joking.

"Desires awaken in my heart"

"my passions are on fire."

"What am I to do with
my passions, my love?"

"I'm so helplessly in love."

"You're the one who
has stoked the fires."

"You must now quench them."

"Don't ever leave me."

"Now that I'm madly
in love with you."

"Take me in your arms,
hold me to your bosom."

"No excuse is working anymore."

"My heart beats only for you
do not tease me like this."

"Fires flow from every pore...
setting the waters ablaze"

"Like a bird waiting
to mate in the monsoons..."

"there awakens a yearning
in my heart and soul"

"I thirst for you,
in heart and soul..."

"come and sate my thirst"

"Desires awaken in my heart..."

"my passions are on fire"

"What am I to do with my passions,
my love...?"

"I'm so helplessly in love"

"You are the one
who has stoked the fires..."

"you must now quench them"

Welcome.
- How are you, uncle Bakul?

Fine. Now take the bouquet
and give it back to me.

You've a trolley, you see.

The press is waiting for you.

Press?!
- Welcome Avantika.

By the way you're looking gorgeous.
- Thank you.

The press is out there
in large numbers.

Are you ready?
- Yes, absolutely.

Come.

How does it feel to
come back to your nation

after so many years,
Ms. Suryavanshi?

It's nice to be back.

This is my country and I love it.

I'm very happy about it. Next.

We're told you're here
to write a new novel?

I'm here at Mr. Aditya
Garewal's invitation.

I'm writing a novel
for his publication.

Your question?!

Your last novel was a bestseller.
What's your theme this time?

Indian police. There's a lot of
discussion over human rights.

Human rights are grossly
abused by the Indian police.

The everyday encounters.

Will your book be
based on the truth?

I believe in the marriage
of facts and fiction.

You're taking on the Indian police.
- So?

Aren't you scared?
- Why should I be scared?

And what will the police do?
Snatch my rights to write?

Aren't you afraid of the police?

Avantika Suryavanshi is not
scared of anyone. Excuse me.

Haven't I polished the house really?

A beautiful house for
a beautiful woman.

Let's go in before
the mosquitoes get us.

Uncle Bakul, looks like the whole
town knows of my arrival.

There was a stream of bouquets
right from this morning, my dear.

The whole city's welcoming you.

But the TV guys
haven't flashed the news yet.

Send thank you notes to all
of them on my behalf. - Ok.

Where's Mrs. Lobo?
- There she is.

Mrs. Lobo's right here, my child.

Mrs. Lobo!

How have you been?
- I'm fine.

I'm meeting my daughter
after so many years.

My god! You look beautiful!

Thank you. Missed you very much.

I missed you, too.

Where's Vinny?
- She's gone abroad

She has a job there and
she's very happy. - Ok.

C'mon now you got to garland
your parents' portraits, right?

Come, dear.
- Ok.

Your parents died in
a car accident. - No.

Mom, if you were alive today

you'd have seen what a famous
writer your daughter has become.

I've everything today.

If there's anything I lack,
it's only you.

Bakul.
- Yes?

it's very late.

And Avantika?
- She's a star.

She's going to take time
to get ready, isn't she?

Hello, uncle. Hello, aunt.

Hello, dear.

Sorry, you had to wait for me.

My publisher has thrown a big party
today to celebrate my arrival.

Prominent citizens of the city will
be there, so I took time to get ready.

Please relax. Mrs. Lobo
see that they have eaten.

My child we
haven't come here to eat.

Do please eat, Mr. Mehta.

This is the last meal you're
getting in this house.

I'm your business partner, my child.

I've been your father's friend.

Friend? A friend who took over
his business after his death?

A friend who drove his friend's
daughter homeless?

I fought for 8 years in court to
get this house back, Mr. Mehta.

I'm now going to drive
you out of all those places

you may call your house.

My child, let's forget the past.

I'm like your father.

No, Mehta. My father
was a great man.

And you're such a dishonest man.

With a 25% stake, you dreamt
of owning 100% of the company.

I'll now ruin every dream you have.

You mean, you want to sell your
business and your company's shares?

Yes. And that too, to people
who are more dishonest than you.

I'll bring you to your knees.

Excuse me, I'm
getting late for the party.

Everybody's waiting
for me. Uncle Bakul.

Would you like vegetarian
food or non-vegetarian?

Since it's Tuesday, you
must be fasting today.

Rather you keep fasting.

Hello, Mr. Aditya.
- Hi, madam Urvashi.

Meet my husband. Ashok.

Oh, by the way meet Ms. Avantika.
The famous novelist.

Hello. I've heard so much about you

Well, I hope you're
enjoying the party.

We must leave now. The function
of holi's about to begin anyway.

Enjoy yourself, Avantika.
- Thanks.

Well. - Isn't she the same
girl whose details you sent to me?

Yes, she's the one. A colorful
character of your novel.

But how did you recognize her?
- I could tell from your eyes.

I'm a writer.
Characters are my forte.

You're a very dangerous man, Aditya.

You can't keep secrets.

To display your own brashness,
you can strip anyone.

You can ruin anybody's future.

Well, that's life. And all
this is part of life.

But to tell you the truth.
She was something.

I haven't gotten over her yet.

But today I've become Mr. Aditya
and not just Aditya.

Her husband was around, you see.

Anyway, forget it.

The program for holi is
about to begin, what say?

"Holi, the festival of colours."

"The festival of colours has arrived"

"myriad colours the blue
skies shower on us."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"myriad colours the
blue skies shower on us"

"We shall enjoy this festival"

"We shall enjoy this festival..."

"like Radha enjoyed
it with lord Krishna."

"The festival of
colours has arrived"

"myriad colours, the
blue skies shower on us."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"myriad colours the
blue skies shower on us"

"We shall enjoy this festival"

"We shall enjoy this festival..."

"like Radha enjoyed
it with lord Krishna."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"myriad colours the
blue skies shower on us"

"My beloved finds my
red scarf lovable."

"I hope it does not get drenched."

"I did my best to save it."

"What you did not realize,
silly one?"

"Your passions are like a volcano."

"The lava would anyway have
set your scarf on fire."

"The festival of colours
has arrived."

"myriad colours, the blue
skies shower on us."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"myriad colours the
blue skies shower on us"

"We shall enjoy this festival."

"We shall enjoy this festival..."

"like Radha enjoyed
it with lord Krishna"

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

Come on!

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

"The festival of
colours has arrived..."

Nice party they had.

Mr. Pandey, how would they've
described this in Jaunpar?

They've made a sieve
out of the body.

Doesn't look like suicide to me,
sir. The body has 32 wounds.

Not once or twice,

the killer stabbed him 32 times
and got a kick out of it.

This is not an ordinary murder, sir.

It looks like a crime
of passion to me.

It's full of lust, sir.
- Mr. Pandey.

Were you present here last night?
- No, sir. Just guessing.

Stop guessing and
inquire with people around.

Prepare a long list of the guests
at the party and give it to me.

A list of the waiters too, sir?

You feel like it?
- Let's make it, sir.

Let's make it, now that we're here.
- Just what I said, sir.

This is the waiter who saw
Aditya alive for the last time

Aditya?
- The dead body, sir.

When did you see Aditya
for the last time?

A little while after midnight,
the gentleman went to his bedroom.

Was there someone with him?
- He was extremely drunk, sir.

Was there someone else?
- That lady took him.

Which lady? - The one who
writes novels. Avantika.

Sir, passion crime.

You may go. Go.

Passion crime, sir.
- Lust

That's what I said, sir.

Have you prepared the list,
Mr. Pandey?

Its happening, sir. I'll go
and do it. - Go on.

Yes?!

We got to meet Avantika Suryavanshi.

Why's it so dark in here, sir?

Take off your glasses.
- How can you meet her like this?

Take an appointment first.
- We take appointments from no one.

All right. I'll phone the police.
- Sir, she's calling the police.

My name is ACP Uday Thakur.
Crime Branch, Mumbai Police.

And I'm Sub-Inspector Pandey.

I see. Hello.

Please, be seated. I'll call baby.

Call her.

A dangerous girl like her,
she calls "baby".

Baby, I don't know why there are
two policemen here to see you.

I know. They must've come to
question me about Aditya's murder.

Murder? But you were at the
party with him last night.

When did all this happen?
And how do you know?

Let's go, Mrs. Lobo.
They must be waiting.

Mr. Pandey.

Hello. I'm ACP Uday..

Thakur, I know. How
was Aditya killed?

Aditya was stabbed
32 times with a knife.

It was a crime of passion.
- Were you with Aditya last night?

Yes, I went to the party.
- You went to his bedroom, too.

So?

You helped a drunken
Aditya to his room.

So?

There's a woman's
hand in his murder.

That's what the police believe.
- So?

You've been with Aditya
till he breathed his last.

Before the murder.
And if you say "so" again.

I'll ask you to
prove your innocence.

For that, you'll have
to prove my guilt first.

On the basis of suspicion, I can..
- You cannot arrest me right now.

You must bring an
arrest warrant against me.

Madam, this is not America.
It's India.

I'm very upset anyway, Inspector.
Just leave me alone.

Look, you're refusing
to answer my questions.

I even refuse to look at your face.

Mrs. Lobo, please see them out.

Mr. Pandey, am I so ugly?

No, sir. She's the blind one.

Will you have some tea or coffee?
- No.

Then leave.

We're going.

Now.

Chapter one begins.
I didn't even imagine..

I mean the heroine of the novel
Suman hadn't even imagined that

a murder from her earlier
novel would bring the

hero of the second
novel to her house.

It's such a strange coincidence.

That Uday Thakur will himself be
in-charge in Aditya's murder case.

Stay away from Uday Thakur, my child.
He's a very dangerous man.

He knows no language except
the language of the gun.

His favorite song must be,
"Blast the brains"

"the brains make all the noise."

Are you so scared, uncle Bakul?
- Not for myself, dear

I'm scared for you. I've
brought you up like my own child.

I'm telling you all this because I
don't want you to land in any trouble.

This is not America where
public power rules, my child.

It's the writ of the
police that runs here.

Bakul is right, my child.

It's not right to take
on such a police officer.

Mrs. Lobo,

there are things about Uday
Thakur that scare the world.

And they're precisely what
excite me. The game has begun.

Writer versus ACP Thakur.

Chapter 2 begins.

Silence. I've told you repeatedly

that all copies of Avantika
Suryavanshi's novel, are sold out.

All sold out!

The new edition
will be out next week.

You can pay the money and
book your copies. Come on, go.

What times! They have no advance
booking for movies nowadays.

It's the turn of books.

Stand in queue, please!

Shall we?
- Go inside.

After you, sir

Please stand in a queue.
- Come.

Queue.

Make a queue.

Form a single line. Mr. Pandey,
stand in the queue.

Amazing!

Avantika's novel is sold out
even before it hits the market.

It's the doing of publicity.
- Wow!

We sold two copies a month
with great difficulty.

But since it was mentioned in the
newspapers that Aditya was killed

just in the manner it is described
in the book people went berserk.

You're making hay.

I told you, Mr. Pandey.
We must read this book.

I can't read, sir.

The last time I read was
when I appeared for an exam.

I had black hair then.
- You must read books, Mr. Pandey.

They're good for the gray cells.
- No kidding, sir.

Books can't turn hair into black.
- You get some common sense.

Mister, we want this book.
However it be.

You can get a copy only next week.

But I have one of my own.

The price is 250. It's a personal
copy and I'm an avid reader.

Pay me 600.
- That's open black market, sir.

Hey, gray hair.

No black market.
I'm looking for a deal.

Let him go, sir he doesn't know
who we are. - What's this?

He doesn't know who you're.
I'll explain it to him.

You have such a big bookstore.

You must surely be
reading newspapers?

I do.
- Who killed Madan Chitni? He did.

Who killed Majid Pilot? He did.

And who killed Irfan Gore? Him.

But who's he?
- ACP Uday Thakur. Encounter expert.

He has 24 killings to his name.

Everyone wants to know when the

silver jubilee
killing is taking place.

For the sake of 400 rupees
- 350.

How? The novel's worth 250
and he's asking for 600.

You're right, sir.

Why let him have the silver jubilee
chance for the sake of just 350 rupees?

Your bookstore will close down,
people will mourn your death.

At what time do you shut your
shop and go home every night?

No, I'm not shutting
my shop at all tonight.

I'll sleep right here.
Why must I go home?

I'll keep writing to my folks.
And they're okay anyway.

You want the book, right? Novel.

Here you're. One copy for you.

No. One copy is enough.

No! - Sell the rest of
them in the black market.

Novel.
- Why pay me, sir?

Avantika Suryavanshi's next
novel will be out soon.

I'll send it to your house for free.

Kumar lay in his bed, totally drunk.

The girl stripped him off his clothes
and then started stroking him gently.

A smile broke out on Kumar's face.

The girl started the seduction
game Kumar's eyes were shut

and even as he approached a
climax the smile got broader.

The girl whipped out a
knife from under the pillow

and attacked Kumar's
body like someone possessed.

Until Kumar died,
she kept stabbing him.

Page 104.

You've just heard the
Hindi translation of the novel.

Every word is true.

The murder was committed in exactly
the manner mentioned in this book.

The Perfect Game:

Writer,

Avantika Suryavanshi.

True, the murder took place in the
same manner described in the book.

But my senior Dr. Prasad
has an analysis

This book was either written
after making a plan of the murder.

Or then, the murder was planned
after reading the novel.

Bright chance of the novel being written
after planning the murder, doctor.

Because the author of
the book was present there.

There could be another side to it.

Maybe someone committed the
murder after reading this book?

So that the needle of
suspicion points to the author.

Because the writer
was present there.

Doctor, if the writer
is not the murderer

how did the murderer know of her
presence at the site of the crime?

It could even be a co-incidence.

You spoke of another facet, sir.

Right. Maybe there's a murderer
lurking in the writer's mind

Subconscious mind works, you know.

People often do things they
later remember nothing about.

It's a mental illness.
Schizophrenia.

I'd like to work on
this possibility, sir.

I strongly suspect Avantika.
And I'm not willing to accept

that Avantika's presence
with Aditya before the killing

was just a co-incidence.

What do you mean?

I want to interrogate Avantika, sir.

Thakur, Avantika is a celebrity.

She's backed by the entire media.

One wrong step can
land us in deep trouble.

You're right, sir.

But if we don't take any step a
killer will escape punishment, sir.

Ok. But you'll interrogate
Avantika here in the headquarters

in the presence of all
the police officers

Right sir. Thank you very much.

Mr. Pandey.

Mr. Pandey.
- What?

Yes. Good bye, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Excuse me! Let me ask you

How do they get to know?
- I phoned and called them.

Got to remain in the news,
to stay at the top

And I know, it's only the media
that scares you cops.

Will you step aside, please?

I'll wait for you in there.
- Ok.

See you soon.

Miss Avantika Suryavanshi.

You have refused to hire a lawyer?
- So?

People prefer to answer our questions
in the presence of their lawyers.

And it's also your right.
- I don't need a lawyer.

I can defend myself.

In any case, a man's
innocence itself defends him.

Are you sure you've
nothing to do with this murder?

Why do you think I have?

You were present there
at the time of the murder.

So? I was not present there
at the time of the murder.

I was present there
before the murder.

You came to India at
Aditya's invitation, right?

To write a novel?

Yes, I came to India
at Aditya's invitation

and went to the party at his behest.

Can I've some coffee, please?

Mr. Pandey, coffee for the lady.

Coffee for ACP Thakur, too.
One black coffee without sugar.

You prefer coffee
without any sugar, right?

Hurry up and send it.
- I'll not have coffee.

Cigarettes? It's your own brand.

I've stopped smoking.
Thank you very much.

You'll start again very soon.
What's the next question?

Did you help Aditya to the bedroom?

I was helping a friend
who was sizzled.

If you've helped him,
why not help us, too?

Tell us how the murder took place.

Only Aditya's killer can
answer that question, not me.

How long were you with
him in the bedroom?

As long as it took
to lay him on the bed.

After that?
- After that, I went home.

Can you prove that?

Unless you prove it otherwise.

You've described a murder
like this in your novel.

And you were present there
when Aditya was murdered. - So?

Would you explain this coincidence?

You said it. A coincidence.

I'm not so stupid to
write about a murder.

And then remain present
there after killing someone.

So that people there can
identify me. I'm not stupid.

You're right. You're not stupid.

You're very smart.

Do you mind?
- Not at all.

By the way, what is the
subject of your next novel?

Police! A police officer who falls
in the trap of a bad woman.

To what consequence?

Consequence? The
story has just begun.

Miss, what is your name?

Mehak.

Mehak. Yes, that's right.

Miss Avantika, we're grateful to you
for the cooperation extended to us.

Thank you very much.

No problem.

Good night, sir.
- Okay.

Ok. Parmar, as I said..

I was saying that..
- Excuse me.

Excuse me. Doctor

I forgot your name again.
- Mehak.

Mehak.
- You forget names very quickly.

A writer's memory
ought not to be so weak.

I have to remember the names of
so many important personalities.

I can hardly remember the name of
those I've met a couple of times

Mr. Uday Virendra Thakur.
Isn't that your full name?

If you have finished analysing me,
will you drop me home, please?

Why are you staring at me like that?

Don't forget, I came here with you.

And you must now drop me home.
I'm waiting near the car.

The things he has to do on duty.

But she is beautiful, isn't she?

Maybe she is. But
she has a weak memory.

What difference does that make?

If you wish to go home, I can drop
you home. I've a motorcycle.

Forget it.

Rain! And I forgot
my raincoat at home.

Here's your house.

Thank you, officer.

You asked me several questions.
Can I ask you just one question?

Go ahead.

How does it feel to kill?

Meaning?

You killed several people
in the garb of encounters.

Even if they had legal sanction,
they were killings.

You ought to know it.

Aditya was killed in exactly the same
manner described in your novel.

There was one difference
between the murder in the novel

and the one that really took place.
- What?

Would you like some coffee?

Would you like a drink, officer?

I gave up drinking four months ago.

You've given up so much
in the past four months.

You were talking
about some difference?

Aditya's shirt was missing.
The police kept looking for it.

But they couldn't find the shirt.

There's nothing of
the kind in my book.

How do you know the
shirt was missing?

I read the
newspapers in great detail.

A writer, after all. I've to
keep my eyes and ears wide open.

Change your shirt, please.
It's your own size.

And it's a color you like. Black.

Want me to help you
change your shirt?

If you don't mind.

This wound?
- Shards of glass.

And this one?

A criminal shot at me from behind.
- From behind?

Had he come up front, your bullet
would have blown out his skull.

And you'd have said,
"Case ends". Isn't it?

Good night, officer.

I want to relax.

Have you been home, Thakur?

No.

So how did you change the shirt?

You've also started drinking?

Avantika won't be caught now.

Why? Do you've evidence against her?

You're the one who
has her case, Thakur

And you're now going
to her place to change.

Don't drive me out
of my mind. Get lost.

The truth hurts, isn't it?
- I say it to you again.

Go on. Get lost

The law has begun to
strip before the culprit..

Why? Have you reached a settlement?

You're teaching me the law?
- Don't touch me.

I'm not like you to sell my soul.

Uday, let go of him.
- He must know how to talk to me.

Leave him alone, Uday. Let go.

Utter another word against me,
and I'll gorge your tongue out.

Uday, let's leave. Come on

You've become
explosive material, Uday.

You flare up at the
slightest provocation.

Why do you forget that
Parmar is provoking you?

He wants you to do something
that will make you lose your job.

Why do you lose your temper, Uday?

What are you doing, Uday?

You're so beautiful.

You speak this language, too?
- Can't help it.

You've taught me, Avantika.

Avantika?

You'll die a miserable death,
you get that?

Stay away from her. Damn it.

Stay away from her.

Hello!
- Hello, Avantika.

Urvashi here.

Urvashi?

Can you come to my place? I need
to have an urgent word with you.

Right now?
- Yes.

I need to tell you something about
your friend and my late lover, Aditya

About Aditya?
- Yes.

Okay.

What do you see here, Mr. Pandey?

A young woman has been murdered

The poor girl was bathing.
Even the soap is lying here

I stopped the shower for fear
of the evidence flowing away.

Good. The murder took
place in the bathroom.

She was attacked with a pointed
object. - How do you know, sir?

Come with me.
- But the dead body's here, sir.

And the clue's over there. Move it.

Go closer.

You found the murder weapon?
- No.

You won't find it either.
Don't even look for it.

Fantastic!

The murder weapon.

Don't look for finger prints.
You won't find them anywhere.

How did you know it was here, sir?
- The Perfect Game.

The second murder. That's exactly
what her book says.

After the second murder,
the knife will be found

in the first
drawer of the book rack.

Fantastic, sir!
- Avantika.

Yes!

Hello! - Put lady
Avantika on the line.

She's away at the Mikano's club.

Mikano's club?

Mikano's club.

Guess what, sir?

Last time she committed
a murder after a dance.

This time, she's
dancing after the murder.

Put an end to her dancing.
The murders will stop on their own.

The crime rate will drop.
May I go there?

No.
- Someone has to go.

I'm going there.
- May I come with you?

Gray haired guys are not
allowed entry. - I see.

I'll get on with the investigations.

And please don't dance
with her, sir.

She's a very dangerous woman.
She has committed two murders.

"The anklets chime."

"The bangles tinkle"

"The anklets chime"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"the armband rustle up a sound."

"Control myself, I can't.
My heart's going ecstatic."

"It skips a beat."

"My heart beats for you."

"It says don't torment
me like this, my love."

"The anklets chime"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"the armband rustle up a sound"

"Control myself, I can't.
My heart's going ecstatic..."

"it skips a beat"

"I wonder what has
come over my heart."

"How I stopped it but
I still lost my heart."

"Youth is meant to be crazy,
it'll do something."

"It's a killer,
it'll surely claim a life."

"The anklets chime"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"The anklets chime"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"the armband rustle up a sound"

"Control myself, I can't.
My heart's going ecstatic..."

"it skips a beat"

"My heart's on fire,
my body's on fire"

"I'm a fire and yet what
is it that scorches me?"

"Watch out, beware."

"I'm doomsday itself."

"I'm deceit,
betrayal is my profession."

"The anklets chime."

"The bangles tinkle"

"The anklets chime"

"The bangles tinkle..."

"the armbands rustle up a sound."

You and here?

I've got some questions.

People need
appointments to talk to me.

Urvashi has been murdered.

Sad.

So?

The murder again took place in
the manner your book described it.

Millions of copies of my book
have already been sold, Mr. Thakur.

The killer could be
just about anyone.

Where were you all day?

Oh, so you've come to make
enquiries on the murder?

In that case, I don't consider it
necessary to answer your questions

Where were you the entire day?
- How dare you?

I even dare to blow your brains out.

Anger is a man's weakness.

Learn to control your temper.

What are you going around doing?

I lost my cool,
sir. I'd lost control.

Because of your temper, you're
going to lose your job some day.

What will I say to the
press and to the commissioner?

You've been
transferred to detection.

Should we now send you
to the traffic department?

I'm sorry, sir.
- Go and apologize to Avantika.

If she lodges a complaint
against you

or speaks to the commissioner,
you'll have nothing to say.

Sir, she'll not lodge
any complaint against me.

That's because she's
writing a book on me.

If her character is driven
out of the police department

how will she complete the novel?

Believe me, nothing will happen.

Before she does something,
you'll go and apologize to her

Ms. Suryavanshi, your demand
is not justified.

No writer has been paid so much.
- Take it or leave it.

Mr. Chopra, Avantika Suryavanshi
is the name of a bestseller.

Every man today wants to
read the 'Perfect Game'.

The book has disappeared
from the market overnight.

Haven't you seen the sales reports?

Luck is on your side, madam

Two murders took place in just the
way you described them in your book.

And the public turned
your book into a success.

You on the top, madam.

That's it, Mr. Chopra.
I'm on the top.

I agree, madam. But your next
novel is a risky venture.

The police are after you and

the novel even deals
with the police force.

Dealing with the police could prove
expensive for you as well as for us.

And this case is being handled
by the dangerous ACP Uday Thakur.

I love playing with danger.

Name and fame, I've dreamt
of even as a child.

It has been my objective to
create an identity of my own.

I decided long ago to
fulfill my dreams, at any cost.

I wish you the best.

But please think about
the price again.

You don't bargain over the price
of gold, Mr. Chopra.

Bring a new cheque tomorrow.

Or else..

Okay, madam. I'll see you tomorrow.

Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.

Name, fame, money..

The ambition to fulfill
your dreams at any cost.

Even if that means killing others.

Am I right?

What do you think?
- You're really very smart.

To bring your book into demand,
you personally commit murders.

You have yourself implicated
and then save yourself, too.

And people think the poor
girl has had a narrow escape.

Interesting!

You could teach a thing or two
on how one can use oneself.

You've trained yourself
right from your childhood.

Yes, and childhood
often returns to man.

More for some. Less for others.
Take your own self, Uday Thakur.

Your childhood
hasn't still left you.

In fact, you carry a ghost of your
childhood every moment even now.

My childhood? What do you
know about my childhood?

You were accused of theft
when you were in school.

Your father believed the accusation
and gave you a thrashing.

Although you kept
pleading innocence,

your father did not believe you.

And thus, you hate everything
about thieves and robbers.

To prove your father wrong,
you're still chasing thieves.

Where's my file?
- Uday? What happened?

Uday, what's wrong?

Where's the file which has
every detail of my life?

About my childhood, my youth,
every little detail of my life

which I told you, because
I trusted you as a doctor. You.

You prepared that file, Mehak.
And where is it?

That's a confidential file, Uday.

I keep it in my locker, not here.

And where is it now?
- It's not there right now.

Who did you sell it to, Mehak?
- Have you gone mad?

Mehak, where is the file?

Parmar took it away. He said the
commissioner wanted to see it.

Parmar? Scoundrel.

Uday.

Scoundrel.
- He's gone mad. Stark raving mad.

What's the file going to do?
Nothing. Everyone knows you're mad.

You go around hitting everyone.
- What?

I go around hitting everyone?
It's your turn now.

Your turn, you cad.

Parmar. I'm going to kill you.

Remember that.

Enough. Leave me.

Get back to your seat.

Bastard.

Bastard.

What are you looking at?
Mind your own business.

This is not a circus.

Avantika.
- Are you crazy, Parmar?

Why've you come here?
- You've cheated me, Avantika.

You promised Uday would never
know I gave you his personal file.

I haven't broken my promise.
- You're lying.

How did they get to know then?
He's gunning for my life.

He's crazy, he could do anything.
Uday's going to kill me.

You're ruining my game, Parmar.

Cut the crap. If I get caught,
you're also..

Hello!

What?!

I'm coming right over.

Right away.

Whose call was it so
late in the night?

Parmar..

Someone has killed Parmar.
He is dead.

What?!

Looked everywhere sir.
Couldn't find him.

Thakur.
- Sir.

Where is your revolver?
- It's here with me, sir.

Give it to me.

Sir, are you suspecting me?

A colleague of mine, why would I..

If you can fight with your colleagues
and threaten to kill them, you..

There was a reason why I had
a fight with Parmar, sir.

Would I publicly threaten
him and then kill him, too?

Would you believe the same
defence if Avantika gave it?

Sir, please. - Where were you
between 10 and 12?

He was at my place.

We were together. We're
discussing some problems.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, Mehak.

Else, I'd have had a needless
argument with Mr. Pawar.

If you could control your temper
that situation will never arise.

There's something biting me, Mehak.

Although Parmar had something
to do with Avantika.

And he was the one
who gave her my file.

The last two murders
were part of the novel.

But Parmar's killing is
not part of the novel.

So who killed Parmar?

You're forgetting something, Uday.

Avantika's writing her next
novel on the police force.

This killing could be
part of her next novel.

We'll know the truth only
when her next novel is out.

Chapter six.

Ravi makes some excuse or the
other to visit Suman's house

to drop her, or pick her up.

He also has the excuse
of an enquiry.

It seems as if Ravi wants to
have Suman with him all the time.

Every moment, he wants
Suman before his eyes.

Whether Suman's changing in
her bedroom or taking a bath.

Whatever she does.

It seems as if Ravi has started
falling in love with Suman.

Wrong.

A police officer can never
fall in love with a killer.

My character doesn't want
to profess his love either.

He doesn't want to bring to
his lips what is in his heart.

You can only evoke hatred.
You're not capable of evoking love.

This character of yours,
Suman she's a killer.

And the consequence for her
is only death. Only death.

She cannot have anyone's love.

Excuse me. My phone.

Looking for a clue?

No. I was reading a chapter
from your forthcoming book.

Your informant, I mean
Suman's informant

had become a danger for her.

So what needed to be done?

Simple. He had to be eliminated.
And you killed Parmar.

What? Has Parmar been killed?
- Don't fake surprise, Avantika.

Where have you been
these last two hours?

I was writing my novel. If you
want an alibi, ask my aunt.

You're very smart.
Very smart indeed.

You prepare your defense even
before you commit the crime.

But don't forget. Every criminal
makes at least one mistake.

What do you mean?

The first two murders you
committed after writing the novel.

And Parmar's murder.

I haven't yet written
about Parmar's murder

But now that you give me
the information, I certainly will.

You'll not be able to escape
for long, Avantika.

You've made a grave mistake
by killing a police officer.

You can do no harm to me.

I happen to be the writer
of the murder for which

you want to implicate me.
You're just a character.

A mere pawn. You'll move
just as much as I want you to

Two steps, if I wish.
Or just one, if I think so.

You've forgotten the rules
of the game, Avantika.

It takes two people to
play a game of chess.

The other player
sometimes makes such a move

that you're checkmated.

Check and mate.

That's the promise.

When the ACP insulted Suman,
there was an explosion in her mind.

And Suman decided to take revenge.

Suman will now have her
revenge in the last chapter.

Miss Avantika Suryavanshi,

the police suspects you
in these murder cases.

This is how the police work.

If it doesn't suspect, how
will it reach the criminal?

To reach evidence, one has to
climb the steps of suspicion

Is the police bothering you?
- I cannot say it is bothering me.

But it is disturbing me.

Under the circumstances, you could
be suspected of being the murderer.

I'm not a murderer, I'm a writer.

The murders have been
committed just the way

you have written in your novel

Do you have any answer to that?

The police is looking
for answers to that.

I can only call it coincidence.

Will you appoint a lawyer..
- I don't need a lawyer.

Miss Suryavanshi, if the police arrest
you, your career could be ruined.

Avantika Suryavanshi is the name
of a renowned personality.

It is not so easy to touch me.

A very balanced girl.

Even if she has some weakness,
she has covered it very cunningly.

She has put up a strong
wall around herself

peeping inside which is not easy.

You missed something, Mehak.

You only heard her, you didn't
pay attention to her face.

When she is threatened, the fake
smile on her face gets wiped off.

Though she controls it in seconds.

We are making one more mistake.

We are asking the same questions
again and again from her

whose answers we all know.

Uday, try to know about Avantika.

Who is this girl?

We know her as a writer,
but not as a human being.

We know everything about her today.

But if we come to know something
about her past, it may help us.

I'm not sitting silent, Mehak.
I've put Pandey on that job.

Pandey, what happened?

Sir, it seems she has not been born,
she has fallen from the sky.

There is no
information about her childhood.

Someone adopted her.

Yes, and the adopting family erased
all records from the orphanage.

They were big shots.

They must not have wanted
her past to affect her future.

That means there is some
such thing hidden in her past.

Possibly yes.

We've to dig out that past.

And only those who have been very
close to the girl can tell us that.

She doesn't have many
people who are close to her.

Those who are, I've brought
this information about them.

He is Mr. Bakul.

He's been working for the Suryavanshi
family since 35 years.

Bakul. Impossible, Pandey.

Bakul is a coward,
he's of no use to us.

She's aunt.
- No Pandey.

She has reared
Avantika like a mother.

She won't tell us
anything about her.

And if she does, it will be lies.

They are Mr. and Mrs. Mehta.
- Even they won't reveal anything.

Old ties will stop them from
going against Avantika.

Even the court has ordered them
not to speak about this case.

What do you've to say about her?

Since Avantika has decided to
end her partnership with Mehta.

She is very hot headed.
She is Mr. Mehta's daughter

Her name is Naina.
She makes music videos.

Naina is annoyed with Avantika.

Because this will directly
affect her career.

Naina could be useful to us.

ACP Uday Thakur.
I've heard a lot about you.

You must be happy that Avantika
is being suspected of the murders.

Suspect? You must be suspecting it.

I'm sure she is the murderess.

But no one has proof.

Do you?

Tell me something. Why does
death hover around her only?

First her parents were killed.

Now when she has come
back after so many years.

The dance of death has begun again?

You mean to say that
Avantika's parents

who adopted her very lovingly,
Avantika killed them?

Did I say that? No.
I didn't say that.

You hate Avantika immensely.

You want to say that
she is a merciless killer

who is committing murders one after
the other like an insane killer.

That's exactly her..

Why did you stop?

Look inspector, she
is a dangerous woman.

What you see is not her true self.

The truth is that she is a beautiful,
intelligent, self confident woman.

And you're bent on proving her mad.

You're dropping hints so that

I believe she's
committing all the murders.

I think defeat has
influenced you immensely.

And I think her beauty has
influenced you immensely, ACP.

You're very jealous of her.

Avantika will now snatch
everything from you people.

Money, prestige. You and
your parents will be ruined.

You'll have to go begging.

She is too intelligent
for you and your father.

She is not intelligent.

She is mad. Even her mother was mad.

She has been born in
a mental asylum, and

that is the right place for her.

The mental asylum.

Thank you!

The ACP has come.
After him, it is your turn.

Mother. - Even mute men begun
to sing in my presence.

And you can speak.

Speak!
- Mother.

Was Avantika's mother mad?
- Who told you?

We've informers. Nothing can
be kept secret from the police.

That is why the Mumbai police is
considered number one in the world.

I'll make him speak.
- Tell them.

Mr. Bakul, you're asking me how
I know about Avantika's mother.

Many people know about it, her
friends, neighbors and many more.

Speak up.

One who doesn't speak to
me can never speak for life.

Why do you want me beaten? Tell
him. - Naina must have told you.

Yes, Naina, I'm sure.
But she is a crazy girl.

How can she talk? The
court has forbidden her.

Speak. Or if I come to know
from someone else, I'll kill you.

Speak!

Mr. Bakul, you were saying
something about Avantika's mother.

I didn't say anything,
'Motabhai' (big brother)

He is calling you fat.

No, I didn't mean fat. In gujarati,
big brother is called 'Motabhai'.

I gave you respect.

Pandey, take him out.
- Ok!

Put him in the jeep we'll
kill him in an encounter.

No. Don't do anything to me,
I've done nothing.

That is why we're
talking of leaving you first.

Pandey, take him out,
put him in the jeep.

Not in the jeep, I'll walk.
I've diabetes.

I didn't have sweets
even during festival time.

The doctor has asked
me to walk. Can I leave?

Go. Not there, here.

Not there, this way.

I'm sorry, I've gone bonkers.

Mr. Bakul.

Uncle Bakul, what is the matter?
Are you alright?

Fine, very fine. I'm going
to die of heart failure.

I'm trying to stop it with medicine.

Come on, uncle.
Shall I call the doctor?

What will the doctor do?
He'll cure the patient.

Only if he understands the ailment.
- What happened, uncle?

Nothing has happened yet,
it is going to happen.

ACP Thakur called me to the police
station and scared me so much.

What did he do?
- He didn't do anything to me.

He was hitting another man
and asking me. - Asking what?

Asking about you,
though he knows everything.

That Suryavanshi adopted you,

then they suddenly
died in a car crash.

That you don't get along
with their partner, Mehta.

Everyone knows that, uncle.

But everyone doesn't
know about your mother.

About mother? - He knows
your mother had gone mad.

Uncle. - I'm not saying it,
ACP Thakur is.

Who told him?

I suspect Naina must have told him.

We're talking of the partnership.

Mehta and his wife are out of town.

I think Naina only must
have told him. - Naina?

Yes. Listen to me.
Please relieve me.

I'm tired working
since the last 35 years.

My heart and courage,
both have failed now.

Please, let me go. - Uncle, let me
talk to Naina first.

I'll talk to you later.

I'm leaving for Mount Abu now.
Call me up at the resort.

"Love"

"Love"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Steal my heart, my love"

"Even the heart is crazy"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Love is crazy"

"Steal my heart, my love"

"Even the heart is crazy"

"Love"

"Love"

"Beauty is the path of fire"

"Loving it will burn you"

"Shower love on me,
convince the heart"

"Shower love on me,
convince the heart"

"Even the heart is crazy"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Love if you want to love"

"What's the point
just talking about it?"

"You have begun to love me"

"What will you lose just saying that?"

"My heart says it, your heart says it"

"My heart says it, your heart says it"

"Even the heart is crazy"

"Love is crazy"

"Beauty is naughty"

"Love"

"Love"

"Love"

"Love"

Avantika.

What did you tell ACP Thakur?
- What did I say?

I'm questioning you, you answer me.

What did I say?

You opened your bad
mouth again about my mother?

Your mother was mad, and
I called a mad woman mad.

What's wrong in that?
- Shut up.

Even you're mad like your mother.

Avantika.

Don't lose your cool.

One does anything when angry.

Even kill. And there
are many witnesses here.

'Your mother was mad, and
I called a mad woman mad.'

'What's wrong in that? '

'Your mother was mad, and
I called a mad woman mad.'

'What's wrong in that? '

'Even you're mad like your mother.'

'Even you're mad like your mother.'

Do you want?

Baby, get up.

Baby, get up.

Coffee.

He has come to meet you.
- Who?

Police.
- I don't want to meet anyone.

Send him back.

I've not come to go back.

What's your problem now?

You'll have a problem now, madam.

Naina is missing since last night.
- So? What do I do?

Go and look for her.

You consider
yourself to be very smart.

You did that drama with Naina
yesterday and tried to trap me.

Now you've made her go missing
and are putting up a new act.

Let me live in peace, officer.

The police is after me every moment.

The vegetable vendor near the
house, a show shine boy ahead.

The blind beggar near
the telephone booth.

I myself create such characters,
is that clear?

You do a lot, Miss Suryavanshi.

But I've come to
question you right now.

Naina is missing since last night.

I've heard that. And
you also hear this.

I know nothing about her.

You'll have to come to
the police station with me.

Do you've an arrest warrant?

On what basis will you
take me to the police station?

I can take you without reason.

But one reason is
that Naina's parents

have filed a missing report.

And suspect your hand in her
disappearance. Is that enough?

My god. Those people have gone mad.

You change, I'll wait
outside for you.

Fast.

What are you looking for?

You went to meet Naina
last night in this car.

Yes, so?

What time did you reach home?
- I don't remember.

Shall we go?
- Yes.

Where is my daughter?
What did you do to Naina?

I don't know anything about Naina.
- You're lying.

You fought with her.
- So?

You killed her, you
got her out of your way.

To hide your sin.

This is a conspiracy against me.

I'm being proved mad
to usurp my property.

We don't need to prove that.
Everyone knows you're mad.

Mrs. Mehta.
- Why are you shouting?

Everyone knows even your mother
used to kill people in her madness.

And you? You killed those who
had picked you from the orphanage.

Stop your nonsense.
My mother was not mad.

Even you kill like your mother
did in your bouts of madness.

And you don't remember.

Shut up. My mother was not mad.

What proof do you have?

Mr. Suryavanshi
had erased all proof.

Or everyone would know today that

you're a mad mother's mad daughter.

I'm not mad.
- You've killed my daughter.

Officer, have her hanged.

She only has killed my daughter.

Officer, you cannot keep
her here for a minute now.

Yes.

Without permission from court, you
cannot question Ms. Suryavanshi.

Those are orders from the court.

Have a look.

Can I go home now, officer?

You can go for now.

But don't forget
I know your address.

I'll see you soon.

Keys.

Avantika,

come, I'll drop you home in my car.

No, thanks, I'll manage.

Let me, please. Or you'll complain

that the police bring you in their
jeep, but don't drop you home.

Didn't you hear what I said?

Please don't bother, I'll go.

Are you alright?

Why, what's wrong with me?

So much happened inside, I thought
it must have disturbed you.

If it is so, Dr. Mehak is inside,
she can examine you.

What do you mean?

Am I mad to let a
psychiatrist see me?

You think I'm mad?

When did I say that?

Did I say anything like that?

You unnecessarily doubt yourself.

Sorry.

What happened?
Why are you crying, dear?

Mrs. Lobo, did my mother commit
murders in her madness?

Dear.

Was she a murderess?

Did she kill people?

Tell me, Mrs. Lobo.
Tell me the truth.

I don't know clearly about it.

Only one man can answer
your questions. Dr. Joglekar.

Whoever's child you're,
it is not your mistake.

You've not been born
of your own choice.

That is why, while adopting you,

Mr. Suryavanshi had made all records

about you in the
orphanage go missing.

So that you're not
overshadowed by it.

Was my mother really mad, doctor?

She was victim of a mental illness.

She had a split personality.

A duel personality.

In such a state,
a person lives two lives.

One in his conscious state,
and one in his unconscious state.

The life he lives in
his unconscious state,

he remembers nothing about it.

Like sleep walkers don't remember

in the morning that they
had got out of bed at night.

She used to kill people?

She did, but as a
different personality.

That is why she had to be admitted
in the mental asylum.

Can this illness of a
mother affect her child?

Yes, and no.

How did it become known
that my mother killed people?

There was a store room in her house.

We came to know after
opening that store room.

Some sign of every one who
was killed was found there.

Somebody's scarf,
somebody's wrist watch.

We realized that she
always brought something home

that belonged to the
one she had killed.

A very strange behaviour.

Thank you, doctor.

Thank you

Mrs. Lobo,
- Yes.

even we've a store room, don't we?

Store room?
No, we have a doll's room.

Who has the keys to it?

You've always had
the keys to that room.

Me?

What's in that room?
- What are you saying?

Your childhood dolls.

You never let
anyone enter that room.

Infact, nowadays, you
often go there at night.

I do? I don't remember.

I'd like to go there now.

"Even the moving of time
scares me of footsteps."

"Even the moving of time
scares me of footsteps."

"I've a beautiful courtyard of
dreams, but the sun burns me."

Aditya.

Mom.

Avantika, please.

Please sister.
Don't worry. Don't cry.

Everything will be alright.

Nothing will be alright.

Do you see all this?

I didn't see anything.

You won't tell anyone anything?

No, I won't tell anyone anything.

You won't tell anyone anything?

I won't tell anyone anything.
- Nothing?

It'll be better if you
lock up this room - No.

and go far away from here

No, I cannot go anywhere.
I cannot go anywhere now

I'm trapped in a web, to come
out from which is not in my hands.

You're not trapped in any web.
You move to another country.

The police has confiscated
my passport.

I can't leave my country.

I cannot go anywhere.
- Baby, it's ok.

Baby, what are you doing?

They are papers of your new
novel, Why are you burning them?

I don't want to write any novel.
I don't want to write anything.

But why? How'll that help?

Because writing the novel,
I never realized

when that character got into me.

One Avantika
started living two lives.

One of myself,
and one of that murderess.

Just like her mother.

I've gone mad.

I've become mad just like my mother.

I've gone mad.

I've gone mad.

Mister!

Brother!

How much for potatoes?

10 rupees per kilo.

Can't you see where you're going?

Good morning, madam.
- Good morning.

Don't bother.
- Shall I drop you somewhere?

No, it's fine.
- I'll drop you home.

That's not necessary.
- I insist please.

Thank you, officer.
- My pleasure.

Excuse me, ma'am.
- Yes.

Aren't you afraid?
- Of what?

Of death. You live in
this house with Avantika.

Maybe even Avantika is
mad like her mother,

and she kills even you.

Didn't you ever feel
Avantika is mentally ill?

I never felt the need.
- You could.

Keep your eyes open. You
cannot trust such people.

Mrs. Lobo, the poor things
are not in their senses.

Anyway, take care.

Yes. And thank you for your concern.

Medicine?

What medicine is this?

It's given to patients
of schizophrenia.

How does it affect the patient?

It depends on the person's condition.

Sometimes, the patient calms down
after taking it and goes to sleep.

Sometimes, his head goes to sleep,
but his body stays awake.

This is a very dangerous condition.

Because a patient can do anything
in such a condition

and doesn't remember it

Avantika uses it.
- How did you come to know?

I flicked it from
Mrs. Lobo's shopping bag.

We'll have to talk to Mrs. Lobo

about when Avantika
is not in her senses.

Mrs. Lobo will have to
tell us what she does then.

Uday. Stay away from Avantika.
She is a psychotic killer.

She can get enraged and do anything.

Mehak, I'll have to go to her
so that she doesn't do anything.

You're mad.

In the climax of Avantika's
next novel the hero dies.

You know you're the hero
of that novel.

That's even better.

If my death can become
evidence against Avantika.

Then I'm ready to die.

Don't worry. I'll be fine.

Yes, I'm saying it. I'm a killer.

The police say so.

But I don't remember anything.

I very well remember I was raped.

It would be better if
I could forget that.

It would be better if I remembered
how I killed that fiend.

I've told you that again and again.

If you don't want to
ask me anything else,

I'd like to leave.

Can you tell me something
about your family?

Yes.

My mother spends her life
looking after others.

She is a governess.

But only I, because of
society and men like you

am a killer, and sick, too.

Have you ever taken this medicine?

Yes.

I've taken it.

I've to take one at night, too.

The nurses don't spare me
without taking this medicine.

They fear that if I don't
take this medicine.

I'll kill them one by one

Can I go?
- Yes.

Thank you, Vinny.
You've helped me immensely.

Mrs. Lobo?

Mrs. Lobo?

Uday?! - You finally made a mistake,
Ms. Avantika Suryavanshi

Mistake?

Come.

Where have you brought me?
I've understood.

You want to kill me?

Encounter?

What is all this?

What kind of a writer are you?

The one who you made
your novel's hero

about who you know everything

you forgot his birthday?

Wish me happy birthday.

Happy birthday!
- Thank you.

Where is the knife?

Where is the knife?

Uday Thakur, with what intention
have you brought me here?

To celebrate your birthday,
or give me a chance to kill you?

By keeping all this before me,
what do you want to prove?

Even you wanted this.

That you kill me and
complete your novel.

My death is the climax
of your story.

I've changed the climax
of my story now.

Now my hero will win, I'll lose.

Avantika Suryavanshi wants to lose?

She has been born only to win.

Popularity, wealth, fame.

I don't want anything.
I don't want it.

Uday,

I don't know what happens to me.

I don't remain in my senses.

If ever I try to kill you,

then kill me.

What do you mean? - I want to
tell you something, Uday.

I want to
tell you something, Uday.

Uday,

I told you to stay
away from this mad woman.

I'm not mad.

Your mother was mad,
even you're mad. - Shut up.

Uday, she's insane.
She has a family history.

You know that. She's on pills.

I don't take any pills.
I'm not mad,

nor do I want to kill you.

You're right. You've
changed your plan.

You're using Uday to save yourself.

You're using your style,
your beauty, your body, everything.

You..

Let's go to Madh island!

Avantika?

Mrs. Lobo?

Avantika?

Avantika?

Avantika?

Mrs. Lobo?

You want to meet Mrs. Lobo?

Come.

Avantika!

Avantika?

Met Naina and Mrs. Lobo?

Is your
investigation over? Case over?

The case doesn't get
over on finding dead bodies.

It ends only after sending
the murderer to the gallows.

And that time has come.

You've lost, Uday.

You forgot that
I'm the writer of this story.

Avantika Suryavanshi.

The climax of this story
is the climax of my novel.

The death of the hero.

You've also..

I killed him.

I completed my story.

I killed him. I completed my story.

You've not finished your story,
you've done what I wanted.

What did you think?
You were writing this story?

I was making you write this story.

Avantika!

Why are you getting upset, Pinky?

Pinky! That was your name, right?

In the orphanage?

There was one more girl there,
a dark girl, Jaya.

Remember?

No? Strange!

You didn't recognize me?

Yes, I'm that Jaya.

The millionaire couple
had chosen me for adoption.

I was so happy.

All night, I dreamt of
my future happiness.

But when they came to take me,
you came before them.

They adopted you instead.

You snatched
everything from me. You.

My dreams, my happiness,
my destiny. Everything.

I remained there among orphans.

Every year, you sent clothes and
sweets there on your birthday.

And they prayed for your long life.

But I prayed for your death.

To kill you, I even tampered with
the brakes of your parents car.

But you survived, while they died.

You survived.

You killed my parents?

Not only them,

I killed all those people who
the world thinks you killed.

Want to hear?

I started chapter one by
calling you back to India.

By trapping you through
publisher Aditya.

For the first time,
even fate helped me.

Mrs. Lobo's
daughter's case came to me.

Her life was in my hands.
I took advantage of her.

You've reared her like a daughter.

But she is not your daughter

Vinny is your own daughter.

And making a report on Vinny's
mental state is in my hands.

If I want, I can send Vinny
to the gallows with my report.

I'll do whatever you say.

Please save my daughter, doctor.

Now I needed a police officer

who was obsessed about finishing
crime and the criminal.

One who I could control.

Who could have been a
better choice than Uday?

Now began chapter two.

Of proving you a murderess and mad.

As soon as you left
Aditya in the bedroom.

I killed him,

just like it was
written in your novel.

Then, Urvashi.

I called her up.

Hello, Urvashi?
Avantika is dangerous.

If she tells anyone about your
character, you can be ruined.

Better make her see sense.

As soon as you left
her room, even her.

So that the police does not suspect

someone else is committing
murders after reading your novel.

I found out from Mrs. Lobo what
you have written next in your novel.

She told me about the tiff
between the heroine and the informer.

I got one more good
opportunity to trap you

The murder of a police officer.

And Parmar was finished

To take revenge from me,

you killed innocent people?

Are you mad?

You're right.

Studying psychology, I realized
there is a mad person within me

which only desires
your ruin. At any cost.

So I killed Naina, too.

One body should be found
in the murderer's home.

So that you turn mad,

that you accept you're
committing these murders.

I made Mrs. Lobo do so many things.

She gave you medicine
given by me in your coffee.

I made you write the details
of the murder on your computer.

Planted things of
the dead in your home.

Made you believe you were not home
when the murders are committed.

As a psychiatrist I knew
you would turn mad.

And you were turning mad too.

That's when Uday found
the medicine in aunt's bag.

Mrs. Lobo was very nice.

I had begun to love
her as a mother.

But so that Uday didn't reach her,
I killed her.

I killed her.

All this happened because of you.

Understand? Because of you.

But I won't kill you.

I'll have you punished.

I'll turn you mad

and keep you in the mental
asylum before me.

And that will be my revenge.

You cannot escape. Two
bodies in the house.

A police officer's
murder in my presence.

The law will believe me.

And Uday's body will give evidence.

Uday?!

Uday?! Uday?!

Who are you looking for, Mehak?

You?!

She had shot you?!

He was wearing a
bullet proof jacket.

You deceived me?
- You gave nothing but deception.

Infact, you used me.

Mehak, you never told me

you loved to write make write,
and hear stories.

But perhaps you forgot that

to remove flaws from
stories is my profession.

Mistake number one.

While investigating Avantika's case,
I came to know from the orphanage

after Avantika's departure,

there was a girl Jaya
who prayed for her ruin.

I looked for Jaya's files in
the records, they were missing.

I tried to find out more about Jaya.

But I could not find
out anything about her.

Mistake number two.

Vinny.

I suddenly came across Vinny's file,

and seeing Mrs. Lobo's picture
in it I wondered

why you kept such a fact
secret from me until now.

Mistake number three.

I tried to find out about your past
which you had not told even me.

But I could not find out anything.

Then I thought instead of
wasting time over missing links.

I'd rather stake my life and
bring the killer before me.

On the pretext of my birthday
I gave Avantika many opportunities.

She understood and
told me everything.

Even about the dead
bodies hidden in her home.

Then I was sure Jaya only
is committing the murders

and that you knew about Jaya.

So I had to do this drama.

How was I to know there was
so much poison inside Mehak

who actually is Jaya, and who
does not value human life at all.

The story you were
making Avantika write

Uday Thakur changed its climax.

No, Uday, no one can change
the climax of my story.

Mehak!

Stop, or I'll shoot

Jaya has lost once, she won't lose again

Case over.

Sir, you're sitting here,
and I've been looking for you.

Congratulations!
- Thank you, Pandey.

Sir, I sympathize with you,
and am also proud of you.

Pandey,

how did two serious emotions
rise in your heart together?

It happens, sir. Like two
babies are born together.

And emotions don't
even need too much space.

Will you tell me
about those two emotions?

Sympathy, because
you lost your friend.

And proud, because
we solved the case.

Crime of passion is solved.
- We?

I agree my contribution
was less than yours.

Yes. - You're my senior
officer after all.

Look, a leave for 15 days,
and two tickets to Switzerland.

Ok.
- The snow will be fun.

15 days? Switzerland?
- Yes.

With you?

Do you think I'm crazy?

Who gave these?

She sent them.

She wants to complete her novel,
she needs your help.

Mr. Pandey, writing a novel
is serious business.

I must help her.

Shall I go?

Go sir, all the best.

Thank you.
- Sir, just a minute!

Take care.

Has she stopped singing
and dancing?

"The anklets chime."

"The bangles tinkle"

"The anklets chime."

"The bangles tinkle"

"the armband rustle up a sound."

"Control myself, I can't.
My heart's going ecstatic."

"It skips a beat."

"My heart beats for you. It says"

"don't torment me
like this, my love."

"The anklets chime."

"The bangles tinkle"

"the armband rustle up a sound."

"Control myself, I can't.
My heart's going ecstatic."

"It skips a beat."