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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."