[wind whooshing softly]
[bird squawking]
[pleasant instrumental music playing]
[birds chirping]
[water rippling]
[birds chirping]
[music continues playing]
[Prabhu grunts]
[music concludes]
Paya soup again, huh?
Anyway, why not?
-Looks yum. -[chuckles softly]
[clears throat]
-What happened? -Swathi…
isn't it a bit too much?
-At least, taste it first. -Mm-mm, I didn't mean the soup.
-Um… -I mean, today's plan and all.
Am I doing anything extra?
-You know, actually, I was also thinking-- -Ah, fuck it. I'm overthinking.
My brother is a loser bhenchod from Shaitan Chowki.
Until he sees it for himself, he won’t buy anything.
-What if Arvind gets suspicious? -Suspicious of what? Huh?
If it wasn't for my company, his Rising Sun would have sunk
during demonetization.
But, babe, you know you stole--
Hey, you were just a nurse.
Look after the kitchen. Don't teach me how to run my business, okay?
Okay, okay, I'm sorry.
At least eat the soup, please.
-What? -Soup.
Oh!
[chokes]
-[Swathi] Prabhu? -[chokes]
Prabhu? What happened? [clicks tongue] Oh-ho!
Are you okay? One second, I'll just give you some water.
One second.
-Here, here you go. -Bhenchod.
-Here you go, drink some water, quickly. -[coughs]
Why don't you go to the doctor?
-It's acidity, babe. -[breathes deeply, clicks tongue]
It will go away. [burps]
-Where is Jolly 20? -It's in the kitchen.
-Should I get it for you? -Mm-mm-mm.
[breathes heavily]
[burps]
[clicks tongue]
[burps] Oh, God.
[groans]
[burps] Bhenchod.
-So, Prabhu? -[Prabhu] Yes, babe?
Did you think about the restaurant?
[Prabhu] What restaurant?
My restaurant.
[Prabhu] Your restaurant?
Arey, what do you mean?
You don't even remember?
-You had said that you would-- -I was just kidding, babe.
Let me get this project approved, then we will talk about it. Promise.
No, no, no, please. I don’t want any empty promises.
Here. Swear on Sandy.
[sighs] Oh, come on, Swathi.
Let this deal happen, I'll get you your restaurant.
Let's go, now. We're getting late.
Okay, tell me, how was the soup?
[intriguing music playing]
Killer.
Really?
-Amazing. -Oh. Thank God.
-[Prabhu] Look at the plate. -[Swathi chuckles] Thank God.
-Finished. -Finished.
[chuckles] Okay, one sec, I'll be back.
[burps]
[Prabhu] Swathi!
I'm waiting!
Sweetu?
Sweetu.
Sweetu, bhenchod! Where the fuck are you?
[theme music playing]
[theme music concludes]
[Prabhu groans] Right there.
-[groans] -[slap]
[groans]
[slap]
[chuckles] Anneh,
Anneh, are you sure you don’t want Umesh? [groans]
He really knows his shit.
-[chuckles] -[groans] No, thanks.
-Yes, right there, Umesh. -I enjoy myself
only when the hands are soft.
[groans] Gently.
Sister, I may look tough, but I have a delicate body.
[clicks tongue] Okay, that's enough.
Thank you.
Sorry, sir.
-New girl, sir, still in training. -Did I ask you?
Bro, bro, bro, bro, hey, don’t talk to him like that, he's nice.
Hmm, nice. Hey, beardo.
Did you get lucky with her, huh?
Excuse me, sir. I'll go get some oil.
[chuckles, groans]
[Arvind laughing]
-[Prabhu] Anneh? -[Arvind] Hmm?
[Prabhu] I filed the accounts for the Last Resort.
Showed a total turnover of 120 crores.
[Arvind] What, man? I told you to make it 150 crores, right?
I have a small construction company, Anneh.
It's not easy to hike 30 crores just like that, you know.
You think you're smarter than me, hmm?
It's not that, Anneh. I am telling you to invest.
Invest some real money in my Last fucking Resort, huh?
Hmm.
[in Marathi] Holy shit!
[in English] What happened?
Twin, bhenchod, he's your twin.
[splutters, scoffs]
-What nonsense. -[in Marathi] I swear.
[in English] He looks just like you. I hope you don't take him home.
Or Swathi might just think it's you and… [groans, chuckles]
What the fuck, Anneh?
She is my wife, okay? Just shut up.
I'm kidding, man. I don't think this guy understands what we are saying anyway.
Isn't it, squinty? Did you understand us?
-[stutters] N… n… no-- No, sir. -Good for you.
You know, if you had said yes, I would've slit your throat.
[laughs, claps]
-[laughs] -[Arvind] He shat himself. [laughs]
[inhales, exhales sharply]
So, what’s going on with college, Appu? Did you speak to Arvind?
[Appu] Oh, please, Aunty.
Literally every conversation with my dad these days is like,
"Appu, when are you coming to the office? Appu, when are you coming to Rising Sun?"
Just fuck all that. If I get admission na, he can't stop me from going to France.
France! So romantic, Appu.
-You know what? -What?
You come with me too.
-Me? -Yeah.
Oh, we can live together and you can give me homemade food.
France, no, darling. You carry on.
Why not? You can open your restaurant right there,
right next to my gallery.
-Restaurant, gallery… -Smells funky. [chuckles]
-Yeah? Really? -Yeah. [chuckles]
-Prabhu also said it's killer. [chuckles] -Yeah.
What did you get?
-Aunty, you know I can’t cook. -No, but Muthu?
Oh, yeah. Muthu got beef curry parotta.
-Hmm. -Oh, by the way.
Kirtima got those interesting looking tart things.
I really want to try that.
[ominous music playing]
[chuckles] Yeah. Thank you!
[Arvind] Yeah. So, tell me his qualifications?
-He's done his BCom… -[Swathi] Hello, Bava.
Paya?
So, send him to the office. We'll see what we can do.
[Swathi] Oi! Prabhu.
Take some soup at least.
[groans] Acidity, babes.
[groaning]
[groans, burps]
See? Really bad.
[man 1] So what should we start with?
-[man 2] Hello. -[man 1] Good afternoon, ma'am.
-Some soup for you? -Haan, sure.
-Mm! [moans] -[Kirtima chuckles]
[chuckles]
Mm, it's… it's so good.
-What is this? -Custard tart.
-[Prabhu] I know. [chuckles] -[chuckles]
My acha's recipe.
Kiss Acha's hands from my side.
Thanks, but, um, Acha is dead.
-[man coughing] -[cell phone ringing, vibrating]
[in Hindi] ♪ Only you ♪
♪ How can I live without you? ♪
♪ Come to me… ♪
[cell phone chimes]
[Nadar, in English] Your ringtone, madam?
Sorry?
That is from that '90s movie, right?
Manisha Koirala running towards Arvind Swamy.
You've seen it, madam?
I'm sorry, who are you?
What is this, madam? Is it soup?
Soup, yes, uh, trotter soup. You want?
Two bowls.
Thanks, madam. Looks very nice.
[slurps, spits]
-Fucking hell-- -Nadar, bhenchod.
-Long time no see, sir. How are you? -[chuckles]
What the fuck are you doing here?
-[ominous music playing] -[indistinct chatter]
[camera shutter clicking]
[car engine starting]
[camera shutter clicking]
[ominous music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[ominous music stops]
[ominous music continues]
[both gasp]
-[breathes heavily] -[moans]
-[Umesh humming] -[Swathi moaning]
[Umesh] Won't you tell me?
-[Swathi] What? -What you are worried about.
No, it's just that Prabhu has taken Arvind to the resort.
I'm just worried that if he finds out, then?
Prabhakar? You mean about us?
Not Prabhu, stupid. I mean Arvind.
About what Prabhu did.
By the way…
how much has Prabhakar stolen?
[Swathi] I mean, he told me it's a small amount.
But I'm thinking must be one, two crores.
-Okay, tell me, how much is the invest-- -Acha, tell me one thing first.
-What? -Do you think I’m a good cook?
Arey?
-You are the best, Swathi. -Really?
That Prabhakar is an idiot. He doesn’t value you.
You know, if it were up to me, you would have had your restaurant by now.
No, it's not that easy, Umesh.
-[Umesh] Why? -It takes money.
And even Prabhu, the poor thing is stressed.
You won’t understand.
Yeah, how would I understand? I’m just an idiot.
[clicks tongue] Umesh, I didn't mean it like that.
If your Prabhu is such a big man, then why are you with me?
Umesh.
It is because we look exactly the same, right?
[laughs] Who told you that now?
Why? Is he more handsome than me?
-Baby… -No, no, you need to tell me
-one thing today. -Tell you what?
Do you love me?
[inhales deeply]
-Shit, I’m late. I'm late, move. -[Umesh] What happened?
Get out of my way.
-[Umesh] Baby. -[Swathi] Yes?
[Umesh] Actually I… You know-- I needed some cash.
I have to pay the rent.
[Swathi] But just last week only I gave you--
[Umesh] And my salary hasn’t come in yet, baby.
[Swathi] Oh, okay. Okay, one minute.
[birds chirping]
[grunts] You said party,
and you brought me to party in this fucking dump?
Don't be a dick, Anneh. Just go in.
What a fucking place.
-[Arvind screams] -[horse neighing]
[woman] Welcome, Anneh! Happy birthday, Anneh!
[upbeat song playing]
[cheering]
-[chuckles] -[indistinct chatter]
[Prabhu] Happy birthday! Happy birthday, Anneh!
Happy birthday! [laughs]
[upbeat music playing over speaker]
This month’s fees, ma’am.
Where is your paya soup, girl?
[inhales]
[coughs]
What’ the hell is stinking so bad here?
It's making me feel puke blood outside.
I’m working back here, can’t you see that, huh?
-Hey, oldie? -[Mehrunisa] Hmm?
Can you give me a cucumber, please?
What?
Don’t you have a fresh one?
Get out or I will stuff an eggplant up yours.
[laughs]
It has been three months now
that I have been teaching you, Manisha Koirala.
How are you still making paya that tastes like garbage?
It wasn’t so bad this time, ma'am. I used a new meat masala--
That’s exactly what your problem is.
Haven't learned to walk but wants to fly.
-Sorry, what do you mean? -I mean, how many times have I told you?
Just do exactly as I say. But you don’t want to learn only.
No, ma'am, I will… I will learn.
Just show me your secret recipe, please, ma'am, please.
Listen, if you want the secret recipe, come to class every day,
private.
But private will be expensive, no?
Wow, princess. You know what,
-get out, right now! -No, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am, no.
You know my husband won't even allow me to come for weekly classes.
That is your problem, darling.
Do you think I'm doing any charity out here?
[burps]
-[Prabhu] How are you, hotness? -Hmm.
-Hottie. [laughs] -[chuckles]
[Prabhu] Uh…
[inhales deeply]
[dramatic music playing]
[cat meowing]
[camera shutter clicking]
[cell phone ringing]
Fuck!
-[street light buzzing] -[thunder rumbling]
Fuck. Fuck!
-Fuck. -[car engine rumbling]
-[Nadar] Fuck! -[Swathi] Hey-- Oi!
-Fuck. Fuck. -[Swathi] Oh, hello, one minute!
[Nadar] Fuck.
-[Swathi] Arey! -Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…
-[cell phone rings] -…fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
-[Swathi] Stop! -Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
-[Swathi] One minute.
-Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. -[Swathi] Arey. [grunts] Leave it.
[Nadar grunts] Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
[Swathi] What are you doing? Give it to me. [grunts]
-[Nadar grunts] Fuck. -[Swathi] Leave it, I said.
-[cell phone rings] -[Nadar grunts] Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
-[Nadar groans] -[car engine rumbling]
-[Swathi grunts] -[grunts]
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you, man! Fuck you! Fuck, man!
Fuck, man! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Shit, my camera.
My camera! My camera! Wait. Fuck!
[Swathi breathing heavily]
Fuck you.
-[truck horn blares] -Fuck!
[Swathi gasps]
-[tires screeching] -[glass shattering]
[Swathi breathing shakily] Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. [panting]
[upbeat techno music playing]
[cell phone chimes]
[clears throat]
-Who owns this hotel? -Hotel?
-Resort. -Your resort, so big.
Two hundred hectares of prime real estate.
Twenty kilometers from Mainjur.
Two and a half hours from Madurai Airport.
Right next to the highway.
Both sides, valley view.
Perfect stay for a perfect vacay.
[woman] Wow, so sexy.
Guess how much?
-How you say, five million. -My SUV is costlier than that.
One hundred million?
-Mm-mm, little more. -Two hundred million.
-No, three hundred million. -Four hundred million!
Five hundred?
Million!
[women] Wow!
-[toy squeaks] -[grunts] What the fuck, Anneh?
Better get down to business,
or I'll fuck you up right in front of these bimbos.
[hip-hop song playing]
♪ Uh-huh, come on… ♪
[knocking on door]
-[Rettai] Who is that? -[Umesh] It’s me, Umesh.
Rettai, ana! How have you been? [laughs]
[Rettai] Did you get the cash?
-[chuckles] I'll give it later, ana. -First give the money,
then you can enter.
Come on, ana! I've been giving you so many foot massages, so many--
Oh, so many knots here. You have to come to the center.
You have to come, trust me, it will all go--
Hey!
Stop this nonsense.
-Sixty thousand is what you owe us . -That’s exactly why I came here.
-I’ll clear all debts today, I promise. -[Rettai] Hey!
[Umesh] I promise, na? Hey, I want to play too.
[player] Hey, come here sit.
-Just sit down. -[man] Brother.
Is this guy causing trouble?
Fucker wants to play, but this asshole has no money to play.
[Mokkai] Anneh, this is our friend, Pillai, Anneh!
Mokkai Ana, namaste.
Pillai, it has been so long. Where have you been?
I've been here, Ana, I have just been a little sick, you know.
-So, how are you doing now, okay? -Yeah, all okay, Ana.
Hey, this is not how you'll treat him. What happened, darling?
-Not taking care of yourself? -I'm all good now.
-Everything is okay, right? -Yeah, I'm okay.
-Heart okay? -[Umesh] Heart okay, Ana.
-[man] Pulse okay? -Pulse is also okay, Ana.
-All good? -All good.
-No stress? -Yes, everything okay.
Ah. Hey, pick him up.
-Ana, Ana! -Do you think we all are idiots, huh?
-Ana, Ana! [groans] -Huh, huh?
[grunts, groans]
[man] Listen, Umesh, you fucker.
You better quickly pay us all the money you owe us or else…
I'll cut your balls off. Understood?
-[groans] Okay, Ana! -Fuck off.
[groans]
-Oh, Lord. -[cell phone ringing]
[in Hindi] ♪ Here I come ♪
♪ Here I come for you ♪
[Swathi, in English] Hello? Umesh? Umesh?
-Baby. -[Swathi] Umesh.
-Where are you? -Just a little busy, later--
[Swathi] You have to come here fast, you have to listen to me.
-What? -[Swathi] I'm in trouble.
-I was walking… -What?
-…and there was this guy… -What?
Wow.
[exhales sharply]
-Ooh, Hotel Ca-Lee? -Hotel California, Anneh.
Hey, hey, hey, what’s this?
-[Prabhu] This? -[Arvind] Mm-hm.
Waterslide. [inhales sharply]
-Hundred and ten feet tall. -Hundred and ten feet?
-Tallest in South India. -Hmm!
-Uh, what's this? -Spa. Hammam!
-[scoffs] Eco village. [chuckles] -Oh, great, great, great.
-[chuckles] -[laughs]
-What do you think, Anneh? Huh? -No.
Hey, listen, kiddo.
The deal with the Chennai guys is done.
Our drug business will be fully outsourced.
I and Rising Sun will only live off the commission.
But this is such a nice investment--
You heard me, right? I'm not interested in your Ponzi schemes.
-Anneh, please don’t say that, Anneh. -What, "Anneh"?
Who "Anneh"? You think your anneh is an idiot, huh?
You told me, we are here to party, right?
But now, you are trying to sell me your resort here.
Arey, I give you so many chances.
Mobile shop, pickle factory,
and last year, the lottery business.
Any business you touch, you just fuck it up.
Listen, kiddo, I love you.
But running a business isn't your cup of tea.
[inhales sharply] Listen to me, sell this and forget about it.
Then I'll get you a fantastic job and position in Rising Sun.
[intense music playing]
Thanks, Anneh.
But no thanks.
Okay.
But you threw a great party. Superb.
[grunts, screams]
[Swathi sobbing]
[ominous music playing]
[Umesh] Oh, my God.
[Swathi] We should have broken up long ago.
In fact, we shouldn’t even have started this.
I’ve been married for 20 years. I have an 18-year-old son.
My whole life is ruined. [crying]
[sighs]
-Swathi. -[sobs]
Baby.
Run away with me.
-What? -Listen.
What is done is done.
The problem right now is that Prabhakar knows and…
-and soon Arvind will also know. -No! [sobs]
Oh, God.
[splutters] Okay, listen, we don't have much time,
we need to act now.
[sobs] But where will we go?
[both breathe heavily]
[gasps] Baby! Swathi!
There’s a bus at 10:20, Mainjur to Madurai.
If we leave now, we can get it.
And listen to me, grab all your jewelry and cash, and get out of here.
-Where is it? Huh? -[gasps]
Baby, don't think too much. Our lives are at stake here.
Just think, we can always start afresh, baby.
-But my restaurant? Baby! [grunts]
We will start your restaurant someday.
Okay, forget it. Fuck Thailand. Let's go to Pondicherry.
We’ll set up a small shack on a tiny beach there.
I’ll give the tourists some massage and you serve them soup, baby.
Baby.
Baby, our shack will be a huge success.
People will come from London, Paris and New York
to just taste your food.
Deccani cuisine, Swedish massage, unbeatable combo pack.
Reasonable rates, but only as an inaugural offer.
[inhales sharply] Once our restaurant takes off,
then the clients will have to book much in advance.
[hums]
Then we'll change our names too.
Your name will be Manisha Koirala.
And I…
-Umesh? -Hm?
[doorbell ringing]
Who is it?
I'll check.
Don't move.
Hmm, hmm.
[doorbell ringing]
-[Prabhu] Swathi. -[gasps]
-Fuck! -[dramatic music playing]
Oh.
-Shit, it's Prabhu. Prabhu! -What happened?
-Wasn't he supposed to come tomorrow? -Prabhu, Prabhu.
-Yeah, I don't know, he's here now. -Where should I go now?
-Hurry up and get out. Take your shoes. -[Umesh] Okay, okay.
Hey, your shoes.
[both pant]
[Umesh] You'll get me killed someday, I swear.
-[Swathi shushes] -I'm gonna get killed.
-Hurry up. Hurry up. [pants] -Oh, my God.
[Swathi] Okay. Okay. Okay.
-[whimpers] -[doorbell ringing]
-[shushes] Okay, okay. -[pants]
[Prabhu] Swathi!
[doorbell ringing]
-[door knocking] -[Prabhu] Arey, Swathi!
Yeah, one minute, I'm coming!
Camera.
-[Swathi] Prabhu! -Why did you take so long
-to answer the door? -I'm sorry.
-I've been knocking forever. -[Swathi] Sorry, sorry, sorry.
-I had fallen asleep, actually, and… -[burps]
-I didn't hear you at all. [pants] -[Prabhu groans]
[Swathi] You were going to come tomorrow, no?
[Prabhu] Anneh had to leave for work.
[Swathi] Oh!
Okay. What happened at the party--
-What happened? -[breathes deeply, burps]
Where are you going?
[dramatic music playing]
[plates clattering]
[Swathi] Um, Prabhu, actually,
-I was just-- -What?
[stutters] Shall I heat up dinner for you?
-Paya soup from the morning. -[burps]
You think I can eat dinner?
[burps]
And also, uh, how was the party then? What did Arvind say?
-Oh, babes, I made so many arrangements. -Hmm.
I spent so much, but bloody Anneh just had to go.
Just a few drinks and he got a stomachache, bhenchod.
-I'm very tired, I'm going to sleep. -[breathing shakily]
-[Prabhu burping] -[Swathi] Arey, arey, Prabhu, wait na.
You didn't tell me what Arvind said--
I told you everything now stop nagging me.
[gasps]
What's all this?
[hesitates] What do you mean? What do you mean, baby?
[whispers] Please, please, make him leave.
This, what happened here?
-Uh, actually, I-- I was… -Swathi?
-I… I… I… -"I… I… I…" What?
-I was touching myself earlier. -Touched yourself means?
-I mean, you know… -No, I don't know.
Don’t look at me like that, Prabhu. You’re never at home these days.
What's a girl supposed to do?
[inhales sharply]
[exhales sharply]
How many times?
-What? -How many times did you do?
What a question, Prabhu? I don’t want to discuss it.
-Don’t change the topic. -[groans]
[both moan]
-[groans] Bhenchod! -Hit me, baby.
[both breathe heavily]
[both grunt]
[breathes heavily]
-[Swathi moaning] -[Prabhu grunting]
[moans] Oh, Prabhu!
[moans] Prabhu!
[music concludes]
[Prabhu burps]
Prabhu?
Yes, Sweetu?
Who was that at the potluck today?
-Who? -That man in the cowboy hat.
[groans] Oh! [chuckles] Nadar.
Private detective.
Oh. How do you know him?
I hired that asshole for a small job. Don't worry about him.
Okay.
-Prabhu? -Yes.
What did Arvind say? About the resort?
[groans]
[intense music playing]
[Prabhu groans] What is this?
Oh, this? That's nothing, just some cloth.
Why the fuck? Why do you have a burka?
You remember the cooking classes I told you about, I joined them.
I told you not to go there, right?
But that's exactly why I went in a burka.
First, you say you are touching yourself, then you say you go for cooking classes.
I even stole money from your wallet. To pay for the classes.
The teacher said I'm making very good progress,
and that I should go for private classes, so I will need more cash actually.
[stifled laugh]
-[laughs] -What?
[coughs, laughs]
You're such a clever thief. [kisses, laughs]
But you're not going there anymore.
I don't like it.
-But my teacher said that-- -Arey, ask her to come here instead.
I'll pay her for that. I'll pay.
Arey, you’re going to be the owner of a five-star restaurant.
Even your training should be of that standard, yaar.
What do you mean?
Restaurateur is what you become now.
You're bloody going to run a high class,
classic five-star, fine dining experience for whole of Mainjur, man.
Arvind said yes?
Well, the way I said… [laughs]
The way I pitched the idea, man, he shat in his pants. [laughs]
Oh!
I think he's a little bit jealous. He asked me a question,
"How did you come up with such a great idea?"
[chuckles] I can't believe it! I can't believe it! I can't believe it!
I'm so happy! I'm so happy! I'm so happy!
-Okay, stop it. Stop it now. -Oh, sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. [kisses]
Oh-ho!
You are so excited for a restaurant?
Prabhu, you know na.
Before I married you, I didn’t have a single thing of my own.
-Oh, I know. -No house, no car, not even a family.
Your poor family.
Since I was a child, I've always had a dream…
that I'll also fall in love and…
I'll get married, and have a big family, and feed everybody good food.
[chuckles]
-But I never realized how time flew by. -[Prabhu groaning]
These last few years na, I have…
-I was a bit lonely. I… -[Prabhu groaning]
I guess… I guess, I just needed something like this, you know?
-Just to keep me going, and just-- -[snores]
Umesh.
You said nothing happens between the two of you…
-I know. -…then what was that?
Umesh, please, we'll talk later. I told you.
Later? I want to talk right now. Why later?
You lied to me, you betrayed me, big time.
Excuse me! I had to do it, okay? To save you.
Oh, to save my ass, huh?
Is that why you were screaming, "Oh, Prabhu! Ah, Prabhu!"
-[shushes] -[burps]
[burps]
Swathi.
[burps, coughs] Bhenchod.
[coughs, burps]
Bhenchod.
Fuck.
[groans]
There’s still time, Swathi. We can still catch the last bus.
Umesh, just please go. I beg you. I told you, we'll talk about it later.
What is there to discuss later? You love me, I love you, that’s it.
It’s not that simple, right?
-You don’t love me? -No, no, no, no. You…
you're very nice and you're lovely.
And I love to spend time with you, you know that, but…
but I can’t live with you, right?
[Prabhu burping]
[intense music playing]
Swathi?
What is this?
[glass shattering]
No, no, stop it, Prabhu, Prabhu, I can explain this.
-What? Hm? -[gasps] Oh, Prabhu.
-Why did you do it? -Prabhu, I can explain.
-[Prabhu] Explain what, huh? -I'm so sorry. I can expla--
What were you thinking, huh? What, did you think I'll not get to know?
This is what you thought? You will deceive me?
-[Umesh grunting] -[Prabhu groaning ]
[Swathi gasps]
[Prabhu] Bhenchod.
You bhen…
Bhenchod.
You hit me, madarchod?
You dare hit me? You hit me, motherfucking squinty!
-You hit me? You fucker! -[groans]
[Swathi] Prabhu, please, please, please stop it. Prabhu, Prabhu.
[Umesh groans]
-[Swathi] Please. Please stop this. -[Prabhu muttering angrily]
-[Umesh groaning] -Prabhu, stop it! Please stop.
[Prabhu] Get away, you whore!
First you… first you tell me something, what didn't I do for you?
What didn't I give you?
-[gasps] -Why did you do it?
You bitch. You used to clean toilets in hospitals.
-Madarchod. [grunts] -[groans]
[groans]
-[breathes heavily] -[Swathi breathing heavily]
[Swathi coughing]
[burps]
[breathes heavily]
[gasps]
Umesh.
Huh? What happened?
[breathes heavily]
Sir?
-[cell phone ringing] -[gasps]
[Swathi] His phone's ringing.
[ringing continues]
[tense music playing]
[solemn music playing]
[music concludes]