How are you, Subbu?
Is Srinivas here or is he late again today?
Today he has been waiting for you since 7 am.
I think Mr Narula has given him a warning.
Hey, sir.
-Hey. -How is Mr Sukhwinder?
-He's good. -Sorry, I was a little late last time.
It happens.
-Is the weekly business report ready? -Yes, Sir.
There's inventory, audit and some new purchase orders that you need to sign.
-Good morning, sir. -Hello, Mr Suhas.
Good morning.
-Good morning, sir. -Morning.
You know, Srinivas,
India has become digital
and I come here every week to unnecessarily sign things.
Okay, okay.
Unnecessarily? Absolutely not, sir.
Narula Sir only trusts his son.
This is not 'unnecessary. '
Did Dad approve our new blend?
The approval is in progress.
This machine was supposed to be replaced, right?
This machine? Replace?
Are you kidding, sir?
Narula Sir has not approved it.
Of course. Dad's approval.
Come on.
By the way...
What special item does this machine make?
Why are you talking about machines and stuff?
Sign the audit papers.
Sure.
Why else do I come here?
To sign some documents.
No one can have even a cup of tea without your signature, sir.
Here. Have it.
For how many years, Srinivas, have you been trying to make me drink tea.
With all due respect, I am a coffee person.
-I hate tea. -Just a moment, sir.
Boss is calling me.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Special Blend...
Sumit is here, sir. Yes, sir.
Sorry, sir.
Oh...
You are having tea?
-What a surprise! -You were right, Srinivas?
The tea is not that bad.
Here, sir, purchase order.
Ah, yes, the purchase order.
How was the tea?
-Excellent. -Thank you.
Shall we go?
Next week I will come again to waste my time.
Okay. Take care. Have a nice journey, sir.
And give my regards to Sukhwinder Sir.
Sure. Thank you, Subbu.
The fuck was that for?
As if you don't know.
You sent that Ramona Raghav to follow me, on the bike.
What? Ramona Raghav? Bike?
What? You thieves also have principles or what?
Listen, I will make it very clear.
And what will I get out of it?
Excuse me? I don't negotiate with petty thieves.
What? What?
One second. Kidnapping?
Okay. So...
kidnapping happens
when you hold somebody against their will. Right?
I guess I am a kidnapper.
So, let's do one thing.
As a law-abiding citizen, I should surrender to the police.
I should be arrested.
Have you gone crazy? What are you doing?
Sumit, stop, stop, stop. Stop, Stop!
Okay. I am sorry, I stole your car.
What do you want? I'll do whatever you ask me to.
Much better.
-What do you want? Sex? -What?
No! I just want you to be my girlfriend.
Wait. Girlfriend without sex?
What do you do with your girlfriends?
Other than playing the cop-thief game?
Please don't flatter yourself so much.
I just want you to convince my Dad that you are my girlfriend
because I told him that
my girlfriend took the car for a family emergency.
That's it.
-So? -So...
He doesn't believe me.
He doesn't believe that you could have a girlfriend.
Listen, Nandita, if this is even your real name.
I don't care what you think about me. Yeah?
Just get my Dad off my back.
All right?
I don't want to file any case against you.
In fact, we won't even meet again after tomorrow.
Ever.
How boring.
Baby.
Fuck my life!
♪ When I saw your dusky look I went crazy ♪
♪ You're not just a girl You are a hot chick ♪
♪ I'm speechless What can I say? ♪
♪ I can't say... ♪
♪ I'm a little lost ♪
-Really? -I like this song.
What?
♪ Why is my heart in this state ♪
♪ All my dreams are a blur ♪
♪ All my thoughts are tangled ♪
♪ All the buds have withered away ♪
♪ Their colours Have etched in my memory ♪
For whatever it's worth,
if we had met in some other setting,
we could have been friends.
High hopes!
♪ All the sand castles Flowed away with the waves ♪
-Well, it was fun chatting before... -Before that soul possessed you? Yeah?
That soul which scared you so much that you ran away like a girl?
I am sorry. I thought real men
were very much in touch with their feminine sides.
Exactly. A woman wouldn't have fallen for that act.
True.
This place is actually beautiful.
Nothing but the best for you, my love.
If I had known you had such a beautiful place,
I would have become your real girlfriend.
But the last one too said the same thing.
The one with whom I played the cop-thief game.
Before we begin,
I have told a lie.
Dad thinks you are a mechanical engineer who is a car enthusiast.
And who said it is a lie?
-Hi. -Welcome to Narula's Inn, madam.
We've booked you in the Lake View Luxury Suite.
Courtesy of Mr Narula.
Compliments to Dad? Father?
Sir has asked for you. Right now.
He has given instructions
to please wear the dress he sent for the Black Bison Soiree.
Instructions, Sumit?
A dress.
It's already in your room.
I am so sorry, my Dad...
No. He is damn cool.
It is my size, right? Will it fit me?
And what did he say? What Soiree?
-Black Bison. -What's this Black Bison Soiree?
The greatest party of this city.
Haven't you noticed
that the most small-hearted people
throw the biggest parties?
This way.
There's a pool there.
Temperature control?
Cold.
Like you?
Are you always this happy?
Always.
Good God!
Did you grow up here?
Unfortunately. This way.
This is it.
Nice.
And don't fuck this up, okay?
Just a reminder. The police station is nearby.
One minute.
What?
I was wondering you and your girlfriend in different rooms?
My girlfriend is cultured. You know?
Actually, you wouldn't know.
Good girl.
Cultured! Very nice.
Well, you know what?
I miss you already.
You are not going to get paid...
She's here.
I saw.
Name?
Nandita.
How long have you known her?
Since one month.
Where did you meet?
Car.
Her car had broken down on this road.
Damsel in distress, huh?
So, how did it feel...
to be a man for a change?
She's way out of your league, boy!
By the way,
I've made my decision.
I am handing over this hotel to the new management company.
Sir, the bill papers for the new management company are also ready.
But...
Yesterday you said you'll think about it.
I also thought that
after returning from Stanford,
along with a degree you would bring your brain too.
Evidently, that is not the case.
Just sheer waste of my money and my time.
Just like your mother.
Please don't bring Mom into this. Dad, please.
If she would have died a little earlier,
my money and time would not have been wasted.
We're done here.
Out!
Sorry.
What's wrong? Suddenly you've become a gentleman?
Or you don't like what you see?
Sorry, I was not looking.
Yeah.
You are in a towel.
I...
thought...
Not that you...
I know.
Your eyes...
There's hair on it.
I need some air.
Did I take your breath away?
Breaths take a long time to come.
My heart may stop waiting for them.
Do you rehearse these lines?
How do you make up such lines?
I write them myself.
Would you like to wait inside?
Down...
The view is better there.
I beg to differ.
Yeah.
All this is yours?
My Dad's.
Yeah, that means it is yours, right?
What?
A lot.
My Mom would enjoy taking long walks in these jungles.
And I would keep walking around her.
What?
I can picture it.
A pretty young mother
with an ugly tail behind her.
Tail? No.
I used to walk ahead of her.
Oh?
Who would save her from the squirrels?
And who would save you from them?
Funny.
Nice.
This will kill you.
It's poisonous.
How could it be?
It's so beautiful.
Othallam. Suicide fruit.
You've not heard about this poisonous fruit?
It is beautiful
but equally dangerous from the inside.
What are you trying to say?
Are you comparing me to this fruit?
I wouldn't dare.
Yeah, you wouldn't.
This...
Is this boat always here?
Does it not move?
It has been anchored...
for many years.
That's it.
What's the use of a boat that does not move?
What if it gets lost?
What would be the point then?
You don't get lost while staying in one place,
but you lose yourself.
Don't you think so?
Why are we being so philosophical?
We were talking about the boat, right?
Exactly.
What else can you talk about while sitting here?
Nowadays, I am a little philosophical about cars. So...
When was the last time you sat in it?
Many years back.
With Mom.
I was very young
when she left me.
Did she die here?
In Cottage No. 3.
The story you said...
I am so sorry.
When I am here...
I feel like Mom is near me.
Is that why you keep it tied up?
Probably.
My father also passed away
when I was nine years old.
Since then...
I have taken care of myself.
I had no choice.
So, that is why this petty thief is seated in front of you.
Can I tell you something?
Something that I haven't told anybody.
That you are not a thief but a superhero?
I wish.
What's the point
of hiding such a beautiful face behind a mask?
Whenever I meet someone,
I tell them a new, different story.
A new original story.
A new character, new truth.
And maybe in an attempt to forget my past,
I may come up with such a story,
which is so good
that my story becomes my reality.
Nowadays, we doubt ourselves also.
So, thank you for trusting me.
But do you trust me?
Do I have a choice?
Nandita. Nandita.
Nandita, listen. I don't know if this boat works...
It has been stationary for many years. It's not supposed to...
Nandita.
What are you doing?
Nandita, I've never... I've never left this shore.
This boat has never left the shore.
Go back. Go back to that shore.
Nandita, please stop. The water is very deep and...
-and... -Do you trust me?
No! I don't.
What do you want me to say?
-Too late. -What will you get by doing all this?
What's the point of this, Nandita?
Everything is not done to gain something.
This... For many years...
It has not come so far away. Nandita, this boat is not meant to be...
Please. Where are you taking it? What are you doing?
Nandita, please. Please listen.
Enough of this messing around. Let's go back to the shore.
-Nandita, please. -Listen, calm down.
I can't! Okay?
I don't know where we are.
-This is water. Let's go back. -Look at me. Look at me.
-Okay, now close your eyes. -No.
You must be joking. Right? Have you done this before?
-You're not from around here. Stop! -Sumit!
There's no one nearby. If something were to happen...
-Calm down, calm down. Close your eyes. -I...
-This is not helping. -Breathe.
Focus. Breathe. Breathe.
Breathe. You can. Do this.
-Okay. -Okay.
-What can you hear? -Nothing.
-Birds? -Yeah, birds.
Okay, okay. Okay, okay.
Now open your eyes.
Wow!
I've lived here my whole life, but...
How did you find this place?
The place is the same.
Your perspective has changed a bit.
It is said that
the flowing water never stops and if you try to stop it,
God sends a storm.
So you think of yourself as God.
I am the storm.
That you are.
You okay?
I think we should head back.
Everyone must be waiting for us. Let's go.
Okay.
♪ It is a hazy night ♪
♪ Many moments pass ♪
[in distinctive talk]
♪ Is it deception, Who has stopped whom ♪
♪ The heart recognizes ♪
Excuse me.
♪ There's layers of mask on the face ♪
Nandita.
Very pleased to make your acquaintance.
Let me say at the very outset
that my son is not somebody that you should waste any time with.
I like wasting time with Sumit.
Uncle.
Let's get to know each other a little better over a dance, shall we?
Let me see what's so special that you see in him.
♪ If there is no crime ♪
He never mentioned you earlier.
You must not have asked.
So, Nandita... Full name?
-Roy. -Nandita Roy.
A Bengali car lover.
Speaking of cars...
how did you find Vauxhall's transmission?
Pretty good actually.
But it's a little jumpy on the fifth gear.
And this is the problem with all 1979 cars.
And the colour?
Do you mean, the bodywork? Very beautiful.
I must say, more than your son, I love his car.
Finally. We agree on something after all.
You don't get its spare parts in the second-hand market.
-So, have you fabricated... -Fabricated.
Thought so.
So you are the real deal, huh?
As real as it gets.
So why the fuck are you lying to me?
What...
What are you saying?
A mechanical engineer's car breaks down in the middle of the road, huh?
Did no one teach you in your childhood
that it is bad manners
to touch someone else's things without asking first?
Dear.
Thank you for this dance.
It was nice knowing you a little bit.
♪ There's layers of mask on the face ♪
♪ No one is innocent here. ♪
♪ It's the deception of eyes ♪
♪ It's a trap of promises ♪
♪ There are many deep suppressed secrets here ♪