Mom…
My name is Parvathy.
I'm 24.
Assume it a lie.
I'm an air hostess.
I seem smiling and happy all the time.
But...
What you see on the outside is not real.
I'm tired of living these lies.
I used to hide in them.
But now,
I can't.
Not anymore.
These lies, they created a reality.
A reality I can't face.
My parents love me dearly.
Maybe they’re the only ones that love me.
I'm going to disappoint them.
But...
I can't see them in that state.
They’ll be devastated when I die.
And knowing that,
I can't die in peace.
I shouldn't die.
I should live.
I should live for them.
I should live, no matter what.
[the number you are calling doesn’t not reachable at the moment]
[ringing]
Hello, Parvathi!
Hello…Hello…
[phone ringing]
This better be good, Tilak.
I’m already late for the briefing.
Ma’am, Varun’s father Sundaram called the station.
What do I tell him?
Send 2 constables to bring him over without causing any suspicion.
Okay, ma’am.
Speak out!
Are you working for the salaries or bribes?
What’s that watch for?
As I said,
...let’s work our salaries worth.
It’s been 4 days since ACP’s murder.
We don’t have a solid lead.
Which one of you has the guts to face the Media?
We interrogated all the accused in Arjun’s cases.
It didn’t help.
Any personal motive?
Friends or family?
Ongoing, sir.
But, no leads so far.
Forensic?
No matches, sir.
Only Arjun sir’s DNA was found at the crime scene.
Murder weapon is also clean.
I want to send it to Calcutta for review.
Why?
Sir, I mean…
What’s the point?
Will you attach extra DNA?
Be seated.
I give you till tomorrow morning.
It wasn’t a dirty goon that died.
It was a sincere police officer.
Go and do your duty.
Adjourned.
And one more thing.
If it comes down to the CBI taking over this case,
…some of you will get suspended.
Keep that in mind.
Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
Sir! - Sir.
Thank you.
[door bell]
Is this you in the photograph?
This is not done.
Pay the fine and take your bike.
Bro, one large Dairy Milk and a cigarette pack.
Miles.
350 rupees.
My change.
[phone ringing]
Hello. Can you get me a Miles…? - Hello, sir. On it.
Bro, I’m at the yellow gate.
Stay there. I’m coming.
Okay!
Bro…
Directions to Sai Baba temple? No clue, bro.
Nobody around here knows.
Bro, delivery from repEAT?
Sir, your chocolate. - Okay.
How much? - 50 rupees.
Here.
Thank you, sir.
I’m waiting at a mobile store, sir. - Okay, I’m coming.
How much for the cigarettes?
300 rupees, sir.
Here.
Thanks.
Put the almond elite there. - Okay, sir.
Get me those small cups. - Sure.
Hurry up.
Bro, is the Ameerpet order ready?
You just came. What’s the hurry?
Wait here.
Don’t rush me.
Sorry.
Huh!
This is mine!
What are you doing?
Here you go.
Your double order. Hold on. I’ll give the bill.
Sir.
Please give 5 star rating.
Thank you, sir.
‘Skies are thundering’
‘Clouds have spread’
Cut! Cut!
Come here.
Why are you overdoing it? Keep it natural.
Come here. - Audition!
Abhinav! - Yeah?
He wants to audition.
For which role? - Guna
Swetha, do you have the lines for Guna’s role? - Yes.
Bro, learn these lines. You’ll get your turn.
Sure. - Okay?
Are you ready?
Let’s do it.
Ready?
Do it right this time.
Ready, sir.
‘Skies are thundering’
‘Clouds have spread’
Hi.
Come in.
Your name?
Adi, sir.
Your previous projects? - Nothing yet, sir.
Hm?
Let’s start?
Yes, sir.
Did you go through the lines?
Hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Give me the context. - Guna is a prisoner.
Nagendra Prasad is a police officer.
It’s a conversation between them. Am I right?
You read Guna’s lines.
I’ll give the police officer’s cues.
Ready, sir.
Go through the lines thoroughly.
I’m good, sir.
Cool.
Action!
‘How are you, Nagendra Prasad?’
‘I heard that you were retiring.’
‘How are you, Guna?’
‘Guess today’s your last day.’
‘Waste no time and say what you have to.’
‘I thought you’d change with time.’
‘Same old anger and hatred.’
‘That’s the reason I’m in here.’
‘Is this what you wanted to say?’
‘I’m on death row because some Judge and Inspector have been killed.’
‘Before I die, I wanted to see you one last time and say that I’m not guilty.’
‘That’s what you said 7 years back.’
‘Your statement hasn’t changed a bit.’
‘I don’t care what you think.’
‘I’ve got loads of work. Got to go.’
Sir, you’re a cop who frames Guna for a crime he didn’t commit, yes?
How do you know? Did somebody share the script with you?
No, sir.
Just guesswork.
Was I right though?
Say your lines.
‘I want to hear it from you once, Nagendra Prasad.’
‘What do you want to hear?’
‘Tell me that I’m innocent.’
Please confess, that i haven’t committed any crime.
‘I’ll die in peace.’
‘Guna, you committed two murders.’
‘That’s never going to change.’
‘I’m only trying to help you, sir.’
‘What?’
‘I’ll be freed from this agony tomorrow.’
‘But, you’ll still be alive.’
‘When the burden of my death weighs you down,’
‘How will you be happy?’
‘Huh?’
Cut!
Share your contact with Abhinav.
We’ll call you once the director watches your tape.
I gave it to him yesterday, sir.
What?
I’ll give it, sir.
Hmm.
Thank you, sir. See you.
Send the next actor in.
‘Pass the eggplant curry.’
‘Kohli will hit a century. Bet 5K on that.’
Yeah. He’s a friend. Name’s Raghu.
Hello, Bhai.
Hey, Adi. Curd rice again?
Hello, Bhai. - Hello.
Hello, Farooq Bhai.
Someone’s handsome today.
Hey, Adi.
Curd rice again?
You can eat that every day?
Yeah, Bhai.
What did you get? Okra and eggplant?
How did you know?
Just guesswork, Bhai.
Pass me the okra.
Your wife is an amazing cook.
I need some curry for lunch every day.
Sharat and Murali…
Did you guys eat?
Yes, Bhai.
I’m done, too.
Is that guy new?
Yeah.
He’s a friend. Name’s Raghu.
Hello, Bhai.
Hello. Welcome to the group.
Be nice to everyone.
We’ll come through when you need us.
Sure, Bhai.
[cricket on TV]
[phone ringing]
Hello!
Bhai, the bet…
Kohli will hit a century. Bet 5K on that.
Super choice, Bhai. - Where’s my last bet money?
Bhai, Kohli will get out on 3.
No, Adi. Kohli will hit a century.
Trust me, Bhai. Kohli will get out on 3.
I’ll bet 5K on it.
I’ll lose money, Adi.
Bhai, trust me this once.
Please.
Bhai, what do you say?
Listen. Kohli will get out on 3.
Bet 5K on that.
Alright, Bhai.
If I lose…
Bhai. Just wait and watch.
Finish your lunch.
Have some more. I got enough for the both of us.
You don’t take care of yourself.
Finish it and go.
How else can we get through in this city?
‘Farooq was in an accident.’
Adi! Where are you lost?
Okay, Bhai. I’ll see you.
I get it, Adi.
But don’t torture your body.
I will manage, Bhai.
Adi, come home for lunch this Sunday. - Bhai!
Fatima’s making biryani. She wants you there.
Sure, Bhai.
Adi, aren’t you going to wave us goodbye?
Is that some rule now?
Just kidding, man. Bye. - Bye.
Adi, Fatima wanted me to ask you.
Do you sleep fine?
Or do you stay up all night worrying about your life?
It’s all good, Bhai.
Past is past.
You know I gave an audition today.
And I have a good feeling about it.
Amazing!
‘Farooq Bhai was in an accident.’
Bhai, will you do something for me?
What is it?
Take the day off and go home right away.
Why? What happened?
Which route are you delivering today?
Ah…Yousufguda and Banjara Hills.
You’ll meet with an accident if you go.
What are you saying, Adi? - It’s true, Bhai.
I had a dream last night.
And the dream’s coming true now.
So you say I’ll meet with an accident in Yousufguda.
Is this some kind of prank?
Bhai, no.
Stop it, Adi. - Bhai!
Bhai!
Listen to me once.
Bhai!
Why would I prank you?
I don’t even know how to tell you this.
I myself can’t believe that this is a dream.
I remember the teeniest details about it.
My dream is coming true bit by bit.
Please go home, Bhai.
What is this, Adi?
I won’t give your keys if you refuse.
Okay. I’ll take a different route. Give me the keys.
Bhai, you’re not going anywhere. Head home.
I’ll give you my wage if you want.
It’s not about the wage, Adi.
Alright. I’ll go home just ‘cause you insist.
Thanks, Bhai.
Be safe.
Sir…
How can I help you? - Is the Inspector here?
We want to file a complaint. - Ma’am isn’t in today.
Do you want to speak with the SI?
Hmm. - Come with me.
Come on.
Sir, they want to file a complaint. - Hm.
Okay. I’ll handle it.
Okay, sir.
Be seated.
What’s the complaint?
Sir, I’m Madhu.
And this is my friend Parvathy.
We’re both working as Cabin Crew.
Yes.
You need to find a guy.
Who is this guy?
It’s okay. Tell me.
Happy birthday!
Do I know you?
You’re Shreya, right?
Blind date?
Hmm.
At 12 in the night?
You said you were going to be alone.
And that it was your birthday.
I’m alone.
And it’s my birthday today.
But I’m not Shreya.
Such a tragedy, right?
Oh, I’m sorry.
Hey!
I can be Shreya if you want.
Happy birthday, Shreya!
Oh, my god!
Lovely surprise!
Red roses! Thank you so much!
I’m so happy!
Okay, let’s sit down.
Nice place, huh.
Hey, I’m…
Abhi.
What?
I’m Shreya. You’re Abhi.
If you like it that way.
Of course, I like it that way.
Let’s start again.
Happy birthday, Shreya!
Thank you, Abhi!
One more drink?
Mm-hmm. Sure.
Yes, sir?
Dark rum on the rocks, please.
Two.
Why are you alone on your birthday?
You don’t sound like you’re from here.
True.
I came to meet the original Shreya.
Such a bitch!
How could she cheat a good guy like you?
Lesson’s learned.
I came from Bangalore… - Shhh!
Don’t give me any details.
What?
Now I know that you’re from Bangalore.
Why shouldn’t I tell you?
In case there’s an earthquake or a nuclear attack in Bangalore in the future,
I’ll have to worry about you.
And I don’t want to be worried about anybody anymore.
Forget earthquakes and nuclear attacks.
Start worrying about me if you see a traffic jam in Bangalore.
So, where are your friends?
I didn’t invite anyone.
Why?
I spend my birthdays alone.
Oh, because you were born alone.
Oh, my god!
Are you as bad as your jokes?
Okay, I’m sorry.
Is everything okay?
I feel like nobody gets me.
I’m always fitting into other people’s lives.
At least on my birthday,
I want to fit into my own life.
Sir, your drinks.
Thank you! And this is yours.
Cheers!
- Cheers! - To growing old and being crazy.
Cheers to staying young.
Young!
[phone ringing]
Wow!
You don’t even answer calls?
Stop asking questions about my life.
You don’t tell me your name. Or anything about your life.
Too many rules, huh?
Why do you want to know?
How do I get to know you?
Why do you want to get to know me?
You don’t answer a question with another question.
Alright.
I really like your fingers.
Can you tell me a lie, Abhi?
You’re such a beautiful woman.
I like this lie.
You know I love lies.
Mm-hmm?
Why?
Truth is simple. Pretty boring.
Lies are twisted.
So exciting, don’t you think?
One more.
How many did you have?
I don’t remember and I love it.
What do we do now?
Let’s go dance.
Sure.
Abhi, stop!
Pull over. At the gate. - Oh, this one!
So this is it, huh?
Thank you for letting me be myself on my birthday, Abhi.
Thank you for showing your true self to me, Shreya.
Good night then.
What happened?
Open your mouth.
What?!
Open your mouth, Abhi!
Cops will seize your car.
Block your license and imprison you for 10 years.
You’re drunk like a fish, Abhi. - Oh God!
What to do?
Come upstairs.
I’ll make you some coffee.
Yeah!
Yeah, but…
I’m pregnant.
But this isn’t rape. There was consent.
Why the complaint?
I know.
I’m not here to file a case, sir.
He’s a good guy.
I should find him and give him the news.
David…- Sir? Take her statement.
Give him your details.
We’ll take action.
Thank you.
Sit down.
Sit here, sir.
Okay.
‘A sincere police officer.’
‘Zero matches in ACP Arjun’s case.
‘Two girls are here for you.’
‘Parvathy is my friend.’
Ma’am…
‘What’s the problem?’
It was a red colour car.
‘We’ll see what best we can do.’
Ma’am, the Commissioner… - Pregnancy? One night stand?
Yeah. How do you know, ma’am?
She just filed a complaint.
Forget it. Is Varun’s father here?
Yes, he’s waiting.
[cricket on TV]
[phone ringing]
Hello.
Bro, I’m AD Abhinav.
You auditioned this morning.
Yes, sir. Tell me.
Director watched your audition tape.
Okay.
He wants to meet you in person.
Can you come down tomorrow?
Sure, sir.
One more thing.
Trim your beard and sport short hair.
Guna is a prisoner, see.
Adi…
Okay, sir.
But I have continuity for a short film.
We’re shooting tomorrow. I’ll change my look the day after.
Alright. I’ll talk to the director and call you back. - Sure.
What happened?
Farooq Bhai met with an accident while going home.
Bus… wrong route…
Small injuries, right? He’ll be fine soon.
No. He died on the spot.
The bus driver was drunk.
Bhai wasn’t at fault.
What did you say?
He died on the spot.
Nobody came to help.
I spoke with Farooq Bhai this afternoon.
What do we tell his wife?
How will she react?
He has small kids.
What about their future?
What is this, man?
I still can’t believe it.
‘Will you do something for me, Bhai?’
‘You’ll meet with an accident on that route.’
‘Bhai, you’re not going anywhere. Head home.’
‘Alright. I’ll go home just ‘cause you insist.’
I get it, Adi. But don’t torture your body.
Do you sleep fine?
Or do you stay up all night worrying about your life?
Sorry, I can’t be of help, Adi. I can only check with you.