But Kajal is my friend.
I can't do this.
Ka...
Kajal!
What are you doing? We need to leave.
But you were upset. Why are you... -Come, Kajal. Stop talking.
Please come. It's an emergency. -What are you doing?
Run!
Kajal, there is no time to waste. Be serious. -What happened?
I am the CEO of a useless company.
Why don't you pay the electricity bills?
'Advait sir, look at me.'
'Thumb. -Thumb.'
Index finger.
Middle finger. -Middle finger.
The lockdown mode is on, Kajal.
Lockdown?
Is he back?
What? Ah!
Shit!
We will have to get out of here, Kajal. -What?
Shit!
Kajal, here.
You're getting a panic attack, and yet you want to check yourself out?
What is this?
Kajal. Get in.
What sort of a storeroom is this?
'Dal' and rice?
Dry fruits?
Why are there groceries here?
Oh, my God!
Black marketing.
What's in the fridge?
Will you please shut up! -Chocolate.
We are in this crisis because of you.
What were you doing in the office? -I was in your father's office.
I don't care what Dad's mistress...
What did you say?
Who was in the office?
Dad's mist...
Who was in the office?
Dad's... Ah!
Who was in the office?
Dad's...
You were in the office.
Kajal Bakshi was there
in his office. -Yes.
I was there.
I was there. Just say that.
I have a name and identity.
I am not anyone's anything.
I am Kajal Bakshi.
Is a girl's introduction incomplete
without adding a man's name?
Don't we have any identity?
Every time, we are someone's wife, daughter,
girlfriend, or mistress! Oh, God!
My name is enough.
And yes.
I am nothing to your father.
Understood? I am not his friend, girlfriend, mistress,
companion, pal, or anything else. Write it if you don't remember.
You can stay in your black marketing room alone.
Listen.
First, this is not a black marketing storeroom. It is a panic room.
A killer is roaming outside with a gun.
No problem.
I prefer the killer's bullet over being with you.
He will at least say that he killed Kajal Bakshi.
He won't say that I killed Advait's Dad's mistress.
Kajal, don't be stupid.
Dad's... I mean Kajal Bakshi is really strong.
'A killer is roaming outside with a gun.'
Is there a killer on the loose?
Oh, no! She's headed towards the killer.
Who is there?
Advait?
Advait, is that you?
Who is it?
Mom!
Please don't kill me.
God will never forgive you. You will never be happy.
Please don't kill me. I don't want to die a virgin.
Kajal!
You?
But the killer was here.
Killer. -Listen, let's hurry up.
Let's go. We need to hurry, Kajal.
Listen.
Did you hear what I said about being a virgin?
Are you crazy?
Kajal, run!
Advait Sir!
Is it paining?
Of course not.
Bullets don't hurt.
I thought... -Of course, it is hurting! You idiot!
Sorry. Why are you getting angry?
I am shot, and you're asking me whether I am in pain.
Sorry.
My phone?
My phone is in my bag.
Give your phone. Be quick.
I think my phone fell while we were running.
But you're bleeding profusely.
I must take you to the hospital immediately.
Yes, but how?
Mr Killer, can you hear me?
Why can't I hear him?
Kajal, this is a PA System. It's not a telephone. It's one-way.
Mr Killer.
I can't hear you.
But if you can hear me, listen carefully.
I have called and informed the police.
It would be better for you to run away.
He knows that we can't call.
He also knows that I can't stay here for long.
Mr Killer, do you have any demands?
Has he hijacked anything to have demands?
He has demands.
What is it?
Are we fools?
Open the door! No way.
What should I do?
This is a panic room.
So, it will have first-aid for a medical emergency. -Yes.
Where is it?
There must be a box. -Look over there.
Yes.
Found it.
Sorry, Advait Sir.
It has happened because of me.
You warned me. I should have listened.
Relax. Kajal, relax. -You're bleeding. You're shot.
Kajal, just relax.
If you don't reach the hospital in time,
you might even die. -Relax, Kajal.
Hey! Relax.
You're not the reason for my injury. -You told me. I should've listened.
It has not happened because of you.
You're not the reason. Now, look here.
Kajal.
Relax.
Okay?
Take three deep breaths.
One.
Two.
Good. Three.
Okay?
Okay.
Take it easy.
Okay.
Sorry.
Almost done.
When you're stressed, you feel like eating something sweet.
You remember.
I'm too stressed, Sir, sorry.
Thank you.
Also, if you eat too many carbs in one go, your abs will disappear.
But who is this masked man, and what does he want?
GPS said that he was Sonam.
She was blackmailing Arjun.
She is hiding.
How is that possible?
Perhaps she blackmailed him for money.
But she cannot watch action films, let alone murdering someone, and...
And what? -She has a good fashion sense.
She won't wear such an ugly mask.
If Sonam is not the killer, where is she?
Why isn't she telling everyone that she is not the killer?
GPS will handle everything now.
Kerosene.
Hands up!
Talpade. Quick!
Find the killer quickly. He is still hiding in this building.
Who are you?
Please don't kill me.
I know you are here to kill me.
You were not shooting at Advait sir.
'Kajal, run!'
You were shooting at me.
Who the hell are you?
Who are you!
'No matter what happens, the show will take place.'
'It's my promise.'
'First, you lost your company, then your boyfriend.'
'Check your fortune whether it is lost.'
'You are being fooled. Anastasia.'
'Please tell me. You did it for her signatures on the paper.'
'You told me to take her signatures on the paper at any cost.'
'You must become the chairman now and promote me to the GM.'
'Play!'
Anastasia ma'am!