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Did you kill the guy on the boat?

Yes, sir.

Great!

All you have to do now...

is to wreak havoc.

The world must never forget this day.

Wipe them all out.

To accomplish it, some of you might have to sacrifice your lives.

But God will grant us salvation.

No, it's fine.

I'll talk to you later.

Are you a dimwit?

That's exactly the reason you're a nurse and not a doctor, right?

I've risked my job to get you this "Miss India" information--

Shove this information up your behind!

The news is already out!

Everyone knows about this thanks to...

Disha from f*****g News 24/7.

Dhoni! Dhoni!

Dhoni! Dhoni!

The next time you have some information, get it to me on time!

Don't come scurrying to me like this, with your tail between your legs.

Please, I'll get you the information on time!

I'll do it quickly next time.

I understand what you're saying, dear. But it's at night!

You'll surely finish by then.

Mom, it's my first day.

You can't hold me to time like that.

And, you're a doctor's wife.

You yourself have been a practicing doctor before, you know the drill.

I cannot leave early on my first day!

Okay. Do you…

want me to speak to Madhusudhan?

Who Madhusudhan?

Dr. Subhramaniam, your chief.

I'll just tell him to leave you a little early--

Seriously?

Grandpa's name is all over the hospital anyway. It's...

-so f*****g embarrassing. -Behave yourself, Diya.

Your grandpa funded that wing.

I mean, you should be proud!

Exactly, Mom! Grandpa funded that wing.

I hope you understand that doesn't mean we own the hospital.

And Dad has already been hounding me about this.

So, I don't know why you're starting this all over again.

That's really not fair.

You know Dad's worried about you.

Yeah, sure.

He got you into a really good school to study medicine.

I mean, until America--

Of course, you must bring up America!

You guys have to bring it up all the time, right?

-Okay, I didn't mean it. -I just don't get why you guys do it.

-I did not want to upset you. I'm sorry. -I don't understand this.

-Mom, Please! Pull over! -Wait!

Dear, it's got nothing--

Okay, it's your first day.

-Please don't spoil it. -Yeah, I'm very happy.

-Please, Diya. -Mom, please.

Okay, be careful.

I--

-Dr. Kau-- -Yes, go on.

Excuse me?

Yes, ma'am.

Where is Dr. Kaushik Oberoi's office?

Dr. Kaushik? I don't know, ma'am.

The head of trauma surgery?

Trauma surgery, ma'am? Where do you need to go?

Where do you take the patients who have been in an accident?

The emergency room?

-Right! -You could've just said that.

-It's the ground floor-- -Hey, idiot!

What is it?

Ma'am, are you Diya Parekh?

Yes.

Please come.

Dr. Subramaniam has asked me

-to take you to Dr. Kaushik's office. -Okay, okay.

-Okay, thank you. -Get lost!

Idiot!

Please come, ma'am.

Come. Come.

Ma'am!

That's your grandfather, right?

Come.

Come.

Please come.

Sorry. I'm really sorry.

Please come.

-That's his office. -Okay.

Get up!

Please sit.

Come on, get up!

-Why should I get up? -No, please don't.

-No! I've been waiting here all morning! -No, it's okay!

-You can ask her! -It's okay.

-Let it be. -I've been waiting all morning!

I'll get you a chair. Please wait.

Just a minute!

Please, have a seat.

Please, have a seat.

-Thank you. -Please have a seat.

-Sir will call you once he's in. -Okay.

-Please have a seat. -Thank you.

Would you like some water?

No, thank you.

Are you Dr. Kaushik's new resident as well?

Yeah, am I late?

No, they have asked all the residents to wait here.

Okay!

Hi, I'm Diya.

Ahaan. Ahaan Mirza.

Hi, I'm Diya!

Diya Parekh.

Ms. Diya, this is Nurse Anju.

Okay.

-Hello, Ms. Parekh. -Hi.

Dr. Subramaniam is on a call. He'll be with you shortly.

-Yeah, yeah, okay, okay. -And Dr. Oberoi will be here as well.

-Okay, okay. -Okay?

-Yes, yes. -May I get you something?

Some tea, some juice?

-No, thank you! -I'll take care of it.

Yeah, please pay attention.

Ma'am, excuse me?

-Where can I make a call-- -The reception!

May I use this phone? Anju said we're allowed to use it.

It's a long-distance call to Latur.

-Use this. -This one?

-Hello? -Hello, Mom?

Sujata!

Sujata has called!

Come here! Quick!

-I'm coming. I'm coming. -How are you, sweetheart?

-I'm good. -How's the hostel?

Did you get there on time?

-Did you have your breakfast? -Yes, I did.

And please give Dr. Kaushik the box of sweets!

Sweets?

Mom, how can I gift my boss

a box of sweets on my very first day?

Why are you screaming--

Go do the dishes!

Hello!

Why are you getting mad at your mother?

Didn't you hear what she was saying?

You were the one who told us how smart Dr. Kaushik is,

how he passed with honors,

-how he's the best surgeon for tumors! -Tumor?

Dad, it's not tumor. It's called trauma surgery! Trauma!

Trauma or tumor, what does it matter?

But you must pass with honors like Dr. Kaushik.

And when you come back to Latur, you should be the best doctor in the world.

-Sure. -That's it!

And, Sujata...

we're...

really proud of you, sweetheart.

Move it!

-Dad, I'll call you later. -Move! Move!

RTA! Lost a lot of blood!

Broken femur. Trauma to the neck.

Possible internal bleeding. I need a f*****g free OT!

Hurry up, guys! Move!

Is that Dr. Oberoi, guys?

Shaikh, I need that station now!

Vidya, check his airway.

His breathing is obstructed, doctor.

F**k!

Looks like a fracture to the jaw.

-We need to do an emergency tracheostomy. -Yes.

-Now. -Yes.

Cherian, I need an OT now!

All the OTs are full, doctor!

Prepare it. Anju! NS!

-Yes, doctor! -Yes, doctor!

-Examine his left leg. -Yes.

Cherian! Get me Dr. Keswani from ortho.

Dr. Keswani isn't here.

And all the other anesthesiologists are busy.

Get me a f*****g anesthesiologist, Cherian!

His femur has been damaged.

There's some internal bleeding as well.

Tourniquet his left leg.

Try to stop the bleeding as much as you can.

-Cherian! Cherian, OT! -Sir, there's no--

-There's no OT available. -F**k this, man!

-We'll have to do it here, now. -What?

Give me local.

-Sir, but-- -Now!

-Shaikh, I need the station now, move! -Move! Move!

Move, guys! Hurry up!

Nurse, keep trying the OT.

Anesthesia.

Start the oxygen, Vidya.

Surgical towel, Cherian.

Hurry up, guys!

Scalpel.

Give me tracheostomy tubes.

Sir, we're out of stock.

What?

Sir, we're out of stock. We've placed an order.

What now, Vidya?

You could have told me before I slit his throat, right?

-Sir, you shouldn't have done it. -Come on, guys!

BP 90/60 and falling.

-Anju, Epinephrine. Ten mg. -What?

Find out what his blood group is

-and send it for a crossmatch. -Okay.

Vidya, prepare everything for a complete transfusion.

Yes, doctor.

And I need the solution.

-Is there anyone here? I need someone! -I'm-- Yes, sir.

-Do you work here? -No, we're here for the interview--

You're hired! Go straight, take a left and go to the canteen!

-And do what, sir? -Get me a f*****g straw, man!

You! Anyone, just come here!

Yes, sir.

Wear this!

Yes, sir!

Here.

Put your finger here.

-Maintain the pressure, okay. -Yes, sir.

Not so hard.

Yeah, that's good.

You?

I'm here for the interview as well.

Okay.

Straw, sir!

At least open it!

-Clean this. -Yeah.

-Get me the scissor! -Yes, sir.

Yeah, over here!

Chandrakanth!

-Get the forms from my office. -Sir!

Vidya, keep blowing through the straw until...

we get the tubes.

You're kidding, right, doctor?

You, come and blow it.

-Come here. -Yes, sir.

-Yes, sir-- -Come from here!

Yes-- Yeah.

-Keep blowing every five seconds, okay? -Yes, sir.

Are the crossmatches ready, Vidya?

What?

Oh, f**k!

Principal?

Does he have the same expression? "Why don't you follow the protocols?"

Morning, sir! Looking good.

Do you think this is some comedy show?

There was a problem with the ambulance.

We had to manage the delay, sir.

I had to do the surgery right away, I had no other option.

What do you want me to do? Let him die?

Doctor, here are the forms.

Ellora Hospital?

Dr. Sahil Agarwal?

Why are you signing this?

Chandrakant, you didn't get the right forms!

Get the right ones from my office.

And please take this.

I'll just...

You're getting supplies from another hospital?

You like humiliating me, don't you?

Alright.

So be it.

I won't defend you today either.

Mayank, not today! I'm busy!

Everyone's busy, my friend! Wait!

Here in Mumbai, everyone's busy and so am I.

Have you read the Mahabharata?

Or were you too busy mugging up your medical books?

Do you know?

Do you know why the Kauravas were obliterated?

-I skipped class that day! -Exactly!

This arrogance!

This overconfidence!

There were a hundred Kauravas.

How many? Hundred!

But they could never have imagined that merely five Pandavas would wipe them off!

So, you're a spiritual guru now?

Should I seek your blessings?

Why are you getting mad?

Don't get mad. Where is she?

Ms. Nurse!

Do you remember the boy who had consumed poison last week?

Did Dr. Kaushik register it officially with the police?

Hey!

You!

You're medical trainees, right?

Yes, sir.

How long?

Sir?

How long have you been a part of this hospital?

-Sir, it's my first day. -First?

But, you're a doctor, right?

Tell me...

what is the legal procedure to admit a person who is shot in the hospital?

The attending doctor must get--

Be loud and clear! People need to hear this!

The attending doctor must get a form signed by the victim's relative.

And what if a doctor fails to follow this protocol?

You're all cheering for Mr. Star Doctor

-who's screwing your hospital! -Mayank.

The boy's mother had requested me to not register it with the police.

Because the cops would have harassed her son.

Hey!

Cops never harass civilians.

I'm not sure about the police, but you sure do!

Mind your language, doctor!

Why should I?

If you're doing everything by the book, why don't you follow the protocols?

Are you deaf?

I just told you, people have had enough of you!

You're the one who's chopping up patient's bodies out here in the open.

And you're accusing me of harassing people?

I have the license. I'm a doctor, dammit!

-I'm dealing with people's lives here! -I have a job to do as well!

-Enough! -You won't get it!

Stop it, both of you.

Everybody, get back to work.

Inspector...

please let him off the hook this time.

He won't be troubling us for long.

Why not?

Are you gonna fire him?

I've been telling you, please do it!

-He's leaving. -What?

What are you saying?

Thank you, Lord!

You've finally answered my prayers.

Hail Lord Ganesha!

Kaushik...

Please let that be, sir.

-Vidya! -Yes, doctor.

As you said...

I won't be troubling you for long.

Diya.

-Yes, sir. -Diya Parekh.

Kaushik, this is Diya. Dr. Pranab Parekh's daughter.

-Sir, the ventilator is here. -Hi, sir!

Excellent!

Move!

Well…

you come to me if you need anything.

-Yes, sir. -You need to leave early, right?

Vidya...

Yes, doctor.

Ms. Parekh needs to leave early.

She has to attend her father's felicitation event.

-Palace Hotel, right? -Yes, sir.

Please inform Cherian.

Yes, doctor.

Okay?

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Hi, baby!

-What's happening? -Mom, what is this nonsense?

I told you, Dad wouldn't let me work like a normal resident, right?

Everyone here thinks I'm his private property!

First, tell me what happened?

And why did he have to call Dr. Subramaniam in the first place?

-I don't understand it. -Diya!

-Listen to me. There is no-- -So embarrassing!

I don't know why he loves doing this to me!

-Vasu! Come here! -Yes, sister?

Why are you not working?

What are you doing in here?

I am working.

Mr. Tiwari asked me to get some cookies.

Why are you fetching cookies for random people?

I'll have to do whatever they tell me, right?

-Hey! -He's the senior.

My love!

Go on! Get back to work!

Why are you so busy all the time?

I have work to do.

Why are you always in a hurry?

I've to give this to Dr. Oberoi.

To hell with Dr. Oberoi!

Why do you always take his name?

Tell me...

how's your brother doing? Does he like this job?

Yes, he does.

Thank you.

Is this how you show your gratitude?

I know a lovely Chinese restaurant. You can thank me there.

Well, Chinese?

Yeah.

My stomach cannot handle Chinese food.

-Some Ice cream then? Chocobar? -No.

-Vidya! -Yeah?

-Where's the file for bed number 12? -Yeah, I have it.

-I need it. -I'll just go, give her the file.

Did he leave?

No.

Now?

Yeah, he left.

That guy is crazy!

What happened?

I've warned her to stay away from that cop!

-You know why I'm doing this, Anju. -No, I don't!

Call me the next time he tries to do something like this.

What will you do?

Stop laughing!

I and Samarth will thrash him!

Hey, Anju, don't drag me into your mess.

I have no intention of messing with a cop.

Won't you do it for your friends?

You'll get away and I will end up with a sore behind.

You're useless.

We're here to work. Let's work!

Come, let's check on Grandma.

Did you know about Oberoi?

Did you know, Samarth?

-What? -I had no clue.

-I didn't know either. -What?

-He's leaving! -Who's leaving?

-Oberoi! -What the hell!

-Weren't you listening? -No, I wasn't here.

-I walked in right now. -Anju, I'll be back in two minutes.

-Take him with you. -No, it will be fine.

Let me just check on Vasu.

-Be quick! -Yeah, I'll be back in a jiffy.

Stop kidding around.

Hey...

who are they?

-First-year residents. -Wanna bet?

I guarantee they'll be replaced soon.

Stop this betting nonsense. You've already lost a lot of money.

I'm not a loser. You'll watch me win big someday!

Where is Girdhari?

Who's Girdhari, Grandma?

The patient on bed number 11.

Well...

didn't anyone tell you?

He had a major heart attack last night.

He's in the ICU.

May God bless him!

Will he be alright?

Yes, Grandma.

And that guy, what's his name--

Grandma, why don't you join me on my round?

You seem to have more information about the patients than I do.

Of course, they are all my children!

My child...

my feet are hurting.

And what about the pain we feel in our hearts when we see you alive?

Idiot!

Is this how you talk to your elders?

Look at me!

I've lost a lot of weight.

If that's the case, I'm Hrithik Roshan.

Get lost!

I'm just kidding. We won't be getting rid of you--

Hello!

Yeah, tell me.

Yes.

Thank you for returning my call.

Yes, I have everything you need.

Not now--

The evening?

At the Leopold cafe?

Yeah, okay. I--

Okay, thank you.

Were you talking to a bookie?

What bookie?

I was talking to a friend.

Stop lying!

Why are you doing this?

What?

I have some money. I can help you.

I don't want your help.

Don't be an idiot. And stop pestering me.

I'm very serious about this.

If you need some money, I can dip into my savings.

Don't touch your savings. They are meant for Cyril's education.

He'll be a doctor. He won't end up like us.

-What do you plan on doing? -I won't do anything risky. Stop worrying.

-Promise me. -I swear.

Is that enough? Now let it go.

-Is everything ready for Cyril's party? -Yeah.

He's really excited.

All I need to do is get his favorite fish fry on my way home.

I hope you get there on time.

Of course, how can he celebrate his birthday without his favorite uncle?

I'll take the fast train!

Hello, Grandma!

-Bless you, my child. -Good morning.

Good morning.

Wow, how courteous!

I'm polite and courteous, just not with you. Buzz off!

I got you some pickles.

Well, your daughter got it for you last night.

But we didn't disturb you because you were sleeping.

These pickles were really tasty the last time.

Chitra, I'm...

feeling really weak.

Are you feeling dizzy as well?

Yes.

Okay, I'll look at the reports.

What has Dr. Romani prescribed?

Show me the file.

Don't tell me, you're not allowed to tell me.

Ma'am...

Is she not getting any medication?

Ma'am...

Dr. Romani says he has no idea...

why she is still here.

We've been instructed to give her sugar pills.

Placebo.

What?

She had lost her memory last week. You saw it, right?

She was completely disoriented.

I'm sure there's something wrong.

It's just her age, ma'am.

These symptoms are nothing but old age.

Cherian!

Cherian...

-where's Dr. Subramaniam? -He's in his office.

Mrs. Cherian, I wanted to--

May I know who did the postmortem of the "Miss India" girl who committed suicide?

Why do you want to know?

Dr. Romani wanted some files...

Why does Dr. Romani need the files?

Why are you interrogating me?

What did I do?

-He wants it. -Why does he want it?

Mrs. Cherian, Dr. Romani told Samarth

that the doctor who did the postmortem is selling his scooter.

Samarth wants to buy it.

Why couldn't he say so?

Dr. Keswani.

Let's get back to work if you're done fooling around.

Done?

No?

-Yes. -Done, right?

Get back to work.

Get back to work!

Did he really have a scooter?

Samarth, stop doing these things.

-Ms. Chitra! Ms. Chitra! -Yes?

-Any news about the funds? -Yes.

Just give me a couple of minutes. I'll come talk to you.

Sure, ma'am.

Das!

-Das! -Yeah?

You walk like a man with a plan.

I'm off to meet your best friend.

How's he doing?

Normal.

Exactly like Thakur from Sholay,

after the villain killed his family.

-You're the villain in his life. -Yeah, right.

How many times have you two fought since this morning?

Twice.

Okay, five times.

-Great, that's perfect for me! -Enjoy!

Oberoi?

Is it true? Are you leaving?

Come on, man!

I have to.

Yes.

Now, Chitra, listen--

How can Dr. Romani conduct a diagnosis of Paramjeet, if he doesn't run any tests?

Why is the Social Services Director interfering in a medical diagnosis?

What do you mean? She's our patient. Our responsibility.

Our responsibility?

Paramjeet Kaur's ward has two more patients who are in critical condition.

One's on dialysis and the other just had a liver surgery.

What about them?

Lakshmi Kamble and Nilima Mishra! I know!

I've sent their files to the ministry for funding!

Don't make it sound like you're doing a personal favor, Chitra.

That's your job.

Excuse me, just let me finish, doctor.

That Paramjeet Kaur, she's fine, sir, alright?

All she needs to do is to control her diet.

The thing is she has no place to go.

If you ask me, it's an utter misuse of a precious hospital bed.

-That's not the case, doctor! -Please, Chitra.

Let Dr. Romani handle Paramjeet.

She's his patient. He knows what to do.

I agree. But please do something.

-I've checked her chart and her symptoms. -Excuse me!

-You've read my patient's charts? -Yeah.

Chitra, it's your job to decide who gets free treatment and who doesn't.

Have I ever asked you how you allot your funding?

You should feel lucky!

Getting a job like this without any experience isn't easy.

-Oh, come on! -You used to be a housewife, right?

Come on!

Please!

Do you think this hospital is your mother-in-law's private property?

-What is this? -Please let me finish!

I cannot treat your mommy issues.

But I can handle my patients!

-So, please leave my business to me. -Romani!

There's no need to get so personal!

It's okay, doctor.

People resort to personal attacks when they cannot challenge you professionally.

-Excuse me? -You seem to know a lot about me.

But unfortunately, I'm not your patient...

Paramjeet is!

And she's registered in this hospital to receive medical treatment.

But she's not getting it.

You do your job properly, Dr. Romani, so I can do mine!

-Excuse me? -Chitra!

Listen, I agree that some of her symptoms seem to be stemming from old age.

If you ask me, it could be bacterial or eosinophilic pneumonia.

-Maybe even sarcoidosis! -Alright!

But how will we know if we don't run the tests, sir?

Point taken, Chitra.

And look, I just need him to run a few tests.

I obviously won't push the case if the test results are clear.

Fair point.

Romani, what do you think?

May I?

And you say there's no favoritism in this hospital.

-Chitra... -I'm fine!

Sir, what are we going to do about Madhur Bhat?

Please continue with ecostream.

Increase the dosage if there are no results.

Okay, okay. Come with me.

Are you guys waiting for me?

-Yes, sir! -We're the new...

Residents!

Oh, f**k! I forgot! Yeah.

Come, come.

Come, I will just--

What the f**k is this, Kaushik?

Why the hell are you forging my signature?

Actually, wait.

-See, it doesn't get that-- -Do you understand?

-You're forging my signature! -Chill, Sahil!

I used to think there's a limit to your reckless behavior.

-Stop overreacting. -Apparently not!

-It was for a good cause, Sahil. -Is this a bloody joke?

And it was just a bloody requisition form!

-Stop giving me your bullshit, Sahil! -Wait, man!

400 f*****g tracheostomy tubes?

I almost had a fit when I learnt that 400 tubes had been requested in my name.

I know you don't care about anyone else.

That's your superpower!

Golden boy Oberoi!

You'll commit a murder, you might get away.

But if the Ellora hospital management learns about your stupid stunts,

I'll be the one in trouble.

What are you doing?

What am I doing?

What did I do?

I'm making the right use of underused medicine from your overpriced hospital.

That's it! It's so simple.

Now, can I have my...

tubes, please?

Thank you!

The match has started.

So, let me give you a friendly piece of advice.

All this nonsense, Kaushik...

this won't fly at Ellora.

This won't be necessary at Ellora.

You don't practice real medicine over there, anyway.

We'll see.

How many more days? 20?

26.

You know, people on their deathbeds...

they use this peculiar tone, you know.

That's the tone.

Are you sure...

you want to?

I have to, Sahil.

Ananya will leave me if I don't.

Ananya and I...

Actually, she's the only one who tried to work at our marriage.

I rarely managed to get home for dinner as well.

Okay, I understand that part. But...

she has known you since college. She knew what she was getting into, right?

So?

You know, I did meet her recently.

She didn't seem herself.

I'm never there for her.

Ananya!

Ananya! Ananya, I'm really sorry!

There was an emergency, so I had no other option, Ananya!

Ananya!

Shit, man!

Ananya!

Ananya, baby, I'm really sorry. You know I love you.

I had no other option.

Ananya!

What happened?

Ananya! Ananya!

Are you okay? Look at me!

Are you nauseous?

Ananya, look at me.

Ananya, talk to me!

Shit! Shit!

I lost the--

I lost the bab--

I lost our baby!

F**k.

Shit.

I lost our baby!

Ananya! Ananya, just...

just stay with me. Stay with me!

Just look at me. Stay with me. Stay with me!

I need an ambulance. I need an ambulance, now!

F**k!

Ananya, stay with me! Ananya!

Ananya, I'm so sorry, baby!

I'm so sorry.

F**k! I'm so sorry.

I wasn't there for her and my baby when I lost it.

Hey, Kaushik! Kaushik! Come on, man.

We're doctors.

We're not God.

This was not your fault!

Later, I found...

sleeping pills in her cupboard.

Prescribed, category C.

Sahil, I just lost it!

I was so bloody angry.

I couldn't control myself.

In a fit of rage, I told her...

"Ananya, we lost the baby because of you!"

And I told her, she did it to exact revenge...

No, man!

…because I never had time for her.

She doesn't talk to me anymore. And, why would she?

Dr. Oberoi.

They have been waiting for you.

Oh, yes!

I'm so sorry, come in.

Sit.

So, I'll try calling her.

I'll be back.

So, you three will be replacing my two former residents?

They ran away.

I'm also running away--

I mean, I'll be leaving as well.

So, unfortunately, our acquaintance is gonna be really short.

I'm Dr. Kaushik Oberoi.

Sujata Ajawale.

Ahaan Mirza.

Diya Parekh.

You're Dr. Pranabh Parekh's daughter, right?

Yes.

Isn't he being felicitated today?

At the Palace Hotel, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Congratulations.

You must be very happy.

Why aren't you going?

Well, if the shift ends on time, I might. But I think...

hours of trauma surgery are like never-ending.

So... I don't know.

So, go now!

-No, I'm sorry. -No, please go!

No, I'm sorry, doctor. That's not what I meant.

No, really.

You shouldn't be here today anyway.

My replacement is gonna be there next week. So...

you guys should start with him!

So, next week then?

What are you guys waiting for? Please go.

-May I help? -No.

Well, I tried calling.

No answer.

I've left a message now.

It's absolutely ridiculous.

Good evening, sir.

Hi, good evening.

Forget it.

She's not coming.

Why did I speak to Dr. Subramaniam?

Because I care about my daughter.

Do you know how many people would want Dr. Pranab Parekh to make that call?

But these unruly kids...

they don't give a damn.

Senior members of the medical fraternity are felicitating me today

and she can't bother to be here?

It's not like that.

And you know it.

-You're being really immature. -I'm not being immature!

-She should have been here! -Yes, but she's--

If she is not capable of being a decent doctor...

the least she could do is marry a good one!

That's the least she could do for us!

That's not fair.

Oh, good! It's the elevator.

What do you mean by "no"?

We had finalized the hostel room deal three months ago!

You cannot back out at the last moment! Where am I supposed to live?

-I'm sorry, you can't come here! -It's midnight! Where should I go?

-How are you, sir? -Hi.

Hey, Sunil! How are you?

-Hi! How are you? -Hello!

It's so nice to see you.

Hi, how are you?

Start the AV. Guests are here.

Yeah, I'll be back.

Hey, Diya's not coming?

No, no, of course, she's coming.

She just got a little late, I think.

It's her first day at work in Madhusudhan's department.

-Oh, that's nice. -Yeah.

She's working under that Dr. Kaushik Oberoi.

Wow! That's really nice.

-Brilliant opportunity, no, for her. -Yeah!

You know that she's not coming.

Hey, Dr. Parekh!

-How are you doing? -Hey! How are you?

Yeah, all good.

Ma'am! Ma'am, please!

Please, I'll get you the information on time!

I'll do it quickly next time.

Hey, you--

Ma'am!

-Will you call me back? -Can you take me to Lower Parel?

Ma'am, I'll get the information on time.

-I-- Should I call? -Samarth, just get lost.

-Samarth, it's Pappu Bhai! -Yes, tell me.

-When are you paying me back? -Just give me two days.

I want my money tomorrow!

Why tomorrow?

I'll screw you if I don't receive my money tomorrow.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Hey, Taxi! Mohammed Ali Road?

Hey! Get a stretcher! What the hell happened?

-Get a stretcher! -Please, help!

Please, someone quick!

-Please save him! -What happened?

He's my only son!

-Mrs. Cherian! Mrs. Cherian! -Doctor! Doctor!

What happened? What happened?

He's got a bullet wound.

His blood group is B-positive.

-And he's having shallow breathing. -Get him a stretcher.

-His blood pressure is going up! -Put him on the stretcher.

-Stretcher! -Get a stretcher here!

Mrs. Cherian! Mrs. Cherian! Come here!

-Nurse! Nurse! -What's wrong?

Where did this happen?

-Take him! -What happened?

What's his blood group? Someone tell me his blood group!

-Get him inside! -Many people are dead!

-Come on! -What happened?

Where did this happen?

-Move! Move! -How did this happen?

Move!

-Where's Dr. Kaushik? Where is he? -He's in the canteen.

Vidya, get Dr. Kaushik! It's an emergency!

Dr. Kaushik!

Dr. Kaushik!

Dr. Kaushik!

Code blue, multiple gunshot patients!

Please come! Quick!

F**k!

-Sahil, go! -Please leave.

-Get out, move! Move! -Please wait outside.

Exit wound! Shit!

Bullet injury on the neck. Losing a lot of blood!

-Start the colloid now! -Yes, doctor.

Now!

You three, get to work! Damn it, get to work!

What happened? Is it the hand?

Looks like a minor injury! Are you with her?

There's an injury on his chest bone because of a shrapnel.

Come here!

Come on, follow me. Here.

-Open his shirt. -Have a look.

-You, come with me! -The breaking news is that

gunshots have been heard in South Mumbai.

What are you doing? Concentrate!

Our sources tell us that this could be a gang war.

Please beware if you're in the surrounding areas.

Please stay inside your homes and be safe.

You can call the helpline number flashing on your screen.

-Chitra! -Sir?

Get all the staff you can.

Can you say something?

Kaushik!

Kaushik! Come here!

-Vidya, maintain the pressure! -Yes, doctor.

He's losing blood!

-Cherian, prioritize the patients! -Yeah.

-Serious ones first! -Yeah.

He has lost his eye.

Superficial burns head to neck.

Water depleted.

-Forty percent burns! -I need Dr. Mathur!

-Are you listening? -I need someone to check his cornea now!

Forty percent burns!

-This is not a gang war. -Exactly.

We're getting the shootout footage in five.

Ask her to get her hair and makeup touched up right now.

Prasad! I need graphics now!

Out of my way. Out of my way!

Mansi! Just hold on! Just hold on!

Call Mr. Savarkar from my phone. He'll answer it.

Hello?

-Hello, Mallika? -Mansi, where are you?

I'm coming to the newsroom.

Good. Good.

Some sort of an explosion, some shooting has happened at Leopold.

They haven't confirmed the exact nature of the act right now

but they are saying it's some sort of a gang war or open fire maybe.

Reports are coming in.

-I need you to come back to the office-- -Take me to Leopold! Quick!

Mansi!

Quick! Quick!

There's some messed-up stuff happening here.

What the hell, the entire staff is here!

Anju, please answer my call.

They say it's some gang war.

I don't get what the hell is wrong with these idiots.

I wanted to have some cake!

Don't start celebrating before I get there. I'm coming.

And don't answer the call if that witch Cherian calls you.

Hello, Cherian. What's wrong, why are we here?

I love the sight of your face! That's the reason I've called you back!

Can't you see what's happening?

Go have a look at all the dead bodies!

Yeah, right. Here's one body.