Could she have picked a worse time to come?
Her father is calling off the hook.
Here.
Baby?
Listen.
Child.
Have your soup,
or it'll get cold.
There’s toast, too.
No.
Should I ask your dad to pick you up?
I’m not going home.
That's not the way, child.
These kinds of things happen within families all the time.
No, I want to see him suffer.
I want him to pay.
"Pay"?
Aunty,
I had told you we can team up and blackmail Uncle?
Blackmail?
I know that uncle is bankrupt, but Dad isn’t, right?
-She's blackmailing us? -I have a plan, Aunty.
Why don’t you guys kidnap me?
-What the hell is she saying? Hold it. -We can ask for five crores.
I only need two. You can keep the rest, I don’t care.
What nonsense is this?
She has been blackmailing us, and you are feeding her soup?
Yeah, so? You’re a thief, too. And a shitty one at that.
One look at the accounts and I caught you.
-Mind your manners. -Fuck your manners.
-Aunty, what I was saying-- -Shut up!
I’ve had enough of your nonsense, Appu.
You're nothing but a shameless brat.
I do not want to see your face here tomorrow morning.
You did the right thing, baby. Don't you worry.
I’ll take her back first thing in the morning.
Sir?
Isn’t your head spinning?
This is where Thupalli fell from.
Or was pushed by someone.
So what's the update from down there?
Sir, some charred clothes, empty wallet and lots of burnt paper.
That's all that we have recovered so far.
Look at this, sir.
Sir.
That's Umesh Pillai. It looks like there is a woman next to him,
but her face is burnt off.
What have you discovered, Doctor?
Not much. The body is charred like roasted fish.
-Victim is male. -Yeah.
Time of death, two or three weeks maybe?
Okay and cause of death?
-I don't think it is burning. -Okay.
And he wasn't killed here, but that’s all I can say for now.
To know more, we will need a full post-mortem.
How soon can you do that?
-I already did an all-nighter. -Okay.
-Tomorrow is my sister-in-law’s birthday-- -Hey!
We have a decomposed body here,
and you're talking about your sister-in-law.
I need the post-mortem report at sunrise tomorrow.
Move it.
Sir, what are you doing?
Sir, please use gloves.
I'll be damned.
K... N...
Kiran Nadar.
Goddammit, I’ve been calling Prabhu since last night.
Where is he?
He’s sleeping.
And Appu? Give her the phone.
She’s in the shower.
Ask her to call me once she’s out.
Okay, brother-in-law.
And listen,
don’t think I don’t know what's cooking over at yours.
What's cooking?
First, you ruined my brother’s life, and now you’re after my daughter.
I’m warning you, Swathi. Send my daughter home today,
or I'll come there and end this drama myself.
Update on Umesh Mahto.
Have you seen all this?
Office papers thrown all over the place,
these drugs, underwear, and this…
Bloody hell.
This is all that I was left to see.
Where did I go wrong in raising her?
And to top it all, her insolence.
First, she creates a mess and then demands to go to Italy.
France.
What?
Her art school is in France.
France or Timbuktu, she hardly knows what’s good for her.
Arvind, Appu is sensitive, just like her mother.
Lucas,
I was hammered last night, so didn’t say much.
But listen to me carefully today.
Appu is my daughter.
What I do with her is my business.
And you are a servant.
Never forget that before you open your mouth.
Baby?
Listen…
What happened at the Kalari center last night…
did happen, but it was unintentional.
I'm going.
Let me see you out.
Wait.
I have a plan.
Thupalli.
Thupalli!
And if the pieces you find, yet not the full tale,
retrace to the beginning and peer behind the veil.
Thupalli!
Retrace.
I like it. I’m in.
In for what, dammit?
Baby, what kind of plan is this?
What plan, Dad?
Appu, when did you come?
She’s leaving.
But she's just come.
Sandy, please go out.
Yeah, we’re discussing some stuff.
-What stuff? -No stuff. Come on, Apeksha, let's go.
-Excuse me. Don’t touch my bag. -Okay.
Yes, Appu, you come with me.
-Sandy, not now, child, please. -Mom, I'm speaking to Appu.
-One minute. -Appu, you come.
Fuck man, Sandy, can’t you see we are talking?
Just fuck off, man.
Okay.
Will you do it?
You’re putting your hand in the lion's mouth.
He will bite it off.
But you wanted to tell him everything last night.
I said that in panic. Made a mistake. I am sorry.
The plan is safe, Prabhu.
What's the worst that will happen?
He’ll get angry, will yell at you.
He does that anyway.
But what if he agrees?
Yes Uncle, it’s our best option.
No, I won’t do it.
Getting me kicked around is their best option.
They're hell-bent on getting me killed.
Turned me into a fucking joker.
She loves me. She loves me not.
What's happening here?
Who is this "she"?
They are playing cricket.
To be honest, your plan relies too much on Uncle.
I don’t think he can do it.
You don’t know him. I do.
How come you changed your mind?
Even the tamest dog bites if it's kicked around.
So tell me, who is "she"?
Love me, love me not?
Is she pretty?
No. I mean, yes.
But that’s not it.
I just don’t understand what she wants from me.
That’s what love is, son.
-Dad? -Yes.
What’s going on with Mom and you?
You've been fighting ever since I got here.
Do you even love her?
There it is. Come, let’s play.
I don’t want to play.
You don’t let me bat.
Just keep hitting the ball around.
Don’t try to get involved in things you don’t understand.
You have no idea what Swathi and I…
-What I have done for her. -Let it be, Dad.
I’ve seen it since I was a kid.
You get drunk, fight with her and shout at her.
When Arvind uncle made jokes about her,
you never said a word, just laughed.
-And now you hit her, too. -I didn’t hit her!
But you were going to!
And now you’re lecturing me about love.
You know, Dad, when I came here, Mom said, "Son, Dad has changed."
"He has gone through a lot."
But you, Dad, you…
You haven’t changed at all.
What happened, Appu? You okay?
-Yep. -There, there.
Swathi.
Please forgive me.
I've hurt you.
Yesterday with Kirtima…
then I raised my hand at you.
Behind your back, with your husband…
Appu,
-just give us a minute. -Yeah.
I blackmailed your husband behind your back.
I love you a lot, Swathi.
I’ll do whatever you say.
Okay.
I’ll do whatever you say.
Okay.
Psilocybe allenii, nickname "Chamdi."
Very popular in Vizag.
And this is Psilocybe semilanceata.
"Nipple." Suck on this once, you’ll forget the real ones.
And this is the king of our business,
Psilocybe cubensis. "Bullet."
Half a dozen is heaven,
a dozen is hell.
Any more, and it’s pack up.
-Pack up, sir? -Pack up.
Pack up.
-You have a very funny sense of humor. -Yeah, I know. Come sit.
So, what's your offer?
So, just to confirm, the deal includes your mushroom farms, all transport routes,
and total control will be ours?
-Go on. -Great.
So, Mannikam uncle said…
one-tenth.
10%.
I convinced him after a long discussion.
You know how much he likes to negotiate, right?
But I told him to think about all the profit he has made with you,
and you love him like family.
25%?
On the first of every month, in the Rising Sun subsidiaries account.
And 100 crores cash.
Sir, I’m not sure Mannikam uncle will agree.
Then what are you here for?
Okay, you have till tonight.
Think about it.
Or else…
I'll call the Mumbai guys in the morning.
What are you staring at? Get lost.
Brother!
Brother! Where are you?
What took you so long? Where’s Appu?
She’s at home.
-But there’s a problem. -What?
-He’s back. -Who?
Umesh.
Parking is here. Ticket counter is here.
We'll be okay during the rush hour, but what if someone follows?
Tires... tires.
Oh, yeah. I’m so stupid.
MY DEAR MANISHA
-What’s that, Aunty? -Nothing.
Here, found it. Take this.
One for you, one for me.
-How come you have burkas? -Long story.
Leave that. Just pass me my sewing kit--
Uncle?
-Uncle, what the hell! -Lucas!
Thirty-one crores?
-Twelve lakhs. -60,545. Yeah, that's it
How did you steal it?
By changing numbers in the expense reports.
Where we needed 100 bags of cement, I’d show 200.
Where one JCB would have been enough,
there I showed ten.
Motherfucker.
I’m sorry, bro.
I’m such an idiot.
Fucking idiot.
Brother?
Brother, please, I'll get hurt.
-Fucker. -Not with slippers.
-Don't disrespect me. -No, I won't! Wait a minute!
Bro, you're disrespecting me!
What respect are you talking about?
Uncle, stop it. Let me go.
What the hell happened, Lucas? One minute, let's talk calmly.
-Please! -Appu.
You think that you're smart,
but you forget that your actions have consequences.
Come home with me before anyone gets hurt.
-Lucas, what's this about? -Shut up! I’m not talking to you!
Uncle, what the fuck happened?
Appu, I told you not to meddle in affairs that don't concern you,
but you've gone ahead and done exactly that.
-You are freaking me out. -Look!
Take a look.
Appu, if you wanted to go to Paris so bad, you could've come to me.
But all this? Have you lost your mind?
-No, I'm not coming. -Hey, Appu!
Lucas, let’s calm down and talk.
I know it, Swathi.
Know what?
About you and Umesh.
I have proof. Your photos with Umesh.
Uncle, no. I am not coming.
Appu! Listen to me. Wait. Appu!
Appu, stop.
-What are you doing? -You are supposed to be on my side.
Yeah, I am. Now just come with me.
Appu!
Hey!
-No, Uncle. Uncle! -Come on.
-Appu. Come on! -Uncle, no. Please stop.
-Hey! Appu! -Uncle, please listen to me. Listen!
-Appu! Appu, please! -Aunty, please help!
Appu!
This is for your own good.
-Appu! -Does she know?
She doesn’t know, does she?
Keep it shut. Last warning.
Her mother and I were close, you know? Towards the end.
You know that right?
Say what, Uncle?
Shall we tell her?
Shut up.
What do you mean, "Shut up"? My nose is bleeding.
Wipe your face. Take this.
Who you calling?
The pimp. To call some Russians for you.
Fucking oldie. Why isn’t anyone picking up my calls today?
How much has he asked for?
Five crores.
I'm going to take him down nice and proper, that Umesh.
But what to do now?
This is such a bad time for this shitstorm.
You mean your Chennai deal?
Yes, hard negotiations are on.
I don’t need this stress right now.
I know, bro.
-If the media finds out-- -No way, man.
If the Solar TV guys get to know, it’ll be a disaster.
It could land us in jail.
Swathi, Sandy and Appu, too.
Our kids' future will be ruined.
I think we should pay up. Give Umesh the money.
-You’re rich anyway. -Where do I come into all this?
What’s five crores to you, bro?
You fucked your company yourself.
Because of you, Umesh got to know about my business.
And you stole my money, too.
So, why the hell should I pay the five crores?
-But I’m bankrupt. -No.
You were bankrupt. Now you are a beggar.
-Please pay up, brother. -No.
-I will not give a single rupee. -Listen, brother.
Please give the money.
Brother!
Play dough Never expect another prisoner
Always and forever
Under the watchful eye of the predator
Kiss her till it leaves back a scar
Dear president May I please show you my willy?
-'Cause I'd like you-- -Sandy! Hey, Sandy! Sandy…
-What… -What song is this?
"I Love You, Pav Bhaji."
Oh, shut up. That's my favorite.
Shall we go to your room and listen?
Let's go. Pav bhaji!
I love Scribe. He’s got such a great voice.
Scribe is a band.
Ya, ya. I mean the lead. The vocalist.
Really? What’s his name?
What was his name?
Tell me? Is it something with an S?
Why did you kiss me in the garden?
Kiss?
No, I didn't. You passed out after smoking up.
And what about the times we played House?
Sandy, shut up.
I’m not going to shut up.
I was away from you for eight years. Because of you.
Because of me?
Why do you think Dad sent me to boarding school?
Tell me, why?
Sandy, please.
Appu, I…
I love you.
What the fuck, Sandy!
Yuck.
Aunty?
-Everything okay? Is Uncle… -Yeah, he’s fine. He's unconscious.
-Sandy? -He doesn’t know anything.
Okay.
What did you say to Uncle that he was going to kill you?
Swathi, Arvind flatly refused. He isn’t going to give a penny--
-What the-- -Prabhu?
-Fuck this… -Prabhu?
This is a big screw up.
One minute.
I barely managed to get past Arvind.
-And now Lucas-- -Sit straight.
How can I sit straight?
Your plan failed, Swathi. It’s not going to work.
-Shall we run away? -Sit straight, will you?
Neither has our plan failed, nor is Lucas going to say anything, okay?
Aunty, where is your curling iron?
Curling iron?
RISING SUN GUEST HOUSE
Bloody housekeeping.
Hey.
Nice hair.
You going out?
No.
I mean…
Yeah, I was gonna go for a drink. You wanna join me?
No.
I just want to talk.
I have information.
My dad’s drug business?
Do you know why he’s selling it?
No.
Then let me tell you.
Greetings, brother.
Hi Mannikam, found the time to call me, after all? Your boy--
Heard someone’s blackmailing you?
And the blackmailers have proof about your business?
Brother, if your photo comes on TV,
then it won't be long before the media is outside my house, too.
-Who told you? -You had said your business was 100% safe.
Sorry, Arvind, we’ll have to cancel the deal--
No, wait.
15%.
Mannikam, fucker, say something.
10%. Final.
Okay.
And you take care of this blackmail stuff. Quietly.
Yeah, yeah, don’t teach me.
Hey, kiddo, you’re here.
Give it to him.
Pick it up.
It's heavy.
It's got wheels, moron.
Take it.
And listen…
Sorry…
about yesterday.
No problem.
You okay then? Should I send my boys with you?
No. The email said to come alone.
Okay. Just don’t fuck it up.
Should I go now?
-Brother? -Yeah?
What made you change your mind?
I thought about it last night.
You were right, you know.
It took me all my life to make my empire,
only for my Appu.
And I was going to ruin her future because of my ego.
And anyway, there’s a lifetime left
to plan for Umesh’s funeral, so what’s to stress about?
Where have you guys reached?
Yeah, we've reached. All okay?
Arvind is preparing for my funeral.
The rest is all okay.
Boss, he's turning for the lake.
Okay.
-Keep following him. -Okay, brother.
Don’t catch him.
See whom he gives the money to and call me.
Okay, brother.
"Retrace to…
Piyar."
"Love…
Pear."
"P."
Why is he talking about a fruit?
Sir, the coroner is ready.
Head was smashed with a blunt object,
but trauma wasn’t the cause of death.
It was heart attack.
So it's not a murder then?
Identity of the victim?
Height is five foot nine inches,
weight around 75 kilograms.
Aspartic acid analysis in teeth revealed an age of about 45 years.
Any special features?
Just a leg fracture from long ago.
Facial bone structure indicates that he was good looking man.
What about his left eye?
Could he be squint?
-Sir, do you mean that… -Can’t say conclusively.
…this is Umesh Pillai?
Could he be our victim?
It's possible.
We'll need a DNA test to be sure.
How long will that take?
-Sir, it will take few weeks at least. -Okay.
Excuse me.
Everything we’ve got suggests that this is indeed Pillai.
Sir…
The physical traits, the photos at the grave…
But if this is Pillai…
then he was killed somewhere else and then brought to Suicide Point,
while Thupalli was killed at Suicide Point.
Who could this murderer be?
-That's what we have to-- -Sir, is there anything else?
Do this DNA test ASAP.
Okay?
Sir, what are you doing?
Don't do that.
Rigor mortis has set in.
You’ll break the fingers.
Son of a pussy fart.
Bobby pin?
Ladies’ bobby pin.
Where are you?
I've arrived. Alone.
There he is!
Okay, go to the ticket counter and buy one for a speed boat.
-Aunty, Reshu and Thomas are here. -Give.
Prabhu, don’t turn and look.
What did I tell you?
Sorry.
Now enjoy a ride on the boat and return to the car.
We’ll wait for you outside.
One speed boat ticket.
There he is.
We've got to get him.
Hide.
Keep your gun inside.
Boss said no trouble.
Yeah.
-I've left. I'll be there in a bit. -Okay.
Get in.
I took the boat to the middle of the lake
and decided that I will take selfies here.
-He did a selfie session, too. -What I don't understand is,
why did Dad send Reshu and Thomas?
-I swear I couldn't believe it myself. -They are all such fools.
What happened? Come on.
"Retrace to beginning."
"Peer behind veil."
It's her. She is the missing piece. Definitely.
Sir, I think you should slow down a bit.
Sir, why have we come here?
Who are you talking about?
Who is "she"?
Who else but her?
The one who fled with Nadar’s camera,
the one in Umesh’s burnt photo,
the one whose pin was in the corpse's fist.
That is "she."
But…
Manisha Koirala.
Can I leave now, Mr. Shetty?
Shut up and sit down.
Sit!
This is my daughter.
My own blood.
She is my "Maitidi," which means sister-in-law.
Sorry, brother-in-law, please understand. Prabhu didn’t have any money and--
-Dad, what the fuck? -Shut up.
You've given this bitch a long rope for too long,
and I've done the same with you.
You said sorry, I forgave you. Should have buried you alive right there.
Uncle?
Sandy, please leave.
-Mom, is everything okay? -You heard her, now get out.
Fucking hate this fuck-all family.
They’re all in the drawing room.
-No, how could you do that? -You shut up--
No, you shut up. How dare you raise your hand at Aunty?
Because she’s filled your head with nonsense.
This blackmail, burka, this denting-painting. Motherfucker.
Whose phone is that?
Hey, pho-- Hey!
Shut it.
You think I can’t make my own decisions?
You can’t even manage your pocket money.
-Like hell you can manage your life. -Fuck you, Dad. Fuck you, I'm going.
-Your France drama is over. You’re not-- -Boss.
Lucas? Been calling you forever. Where the hell you been?
Boss,
you need to see this.
-Back off everyone. Back off. -Hey!
-Hey, Appu! -Appu!
-Listen to me-- -I said back off, Uncle.
No, hey--
Back off, Dad. Back off! Uncle, pick up the money.
Sorry.
Do you know how to use that?
Shall I show you?
Yeah, show me. Go ahead.
You don’t have it in you. Give it.
-Appu. -Appu, please.
I’m not joking, Dad.
Stop this nonsense.
-Why are you doing this to me? -This is not about you, goddammit.
Then what about? Those bare-assed paintings that you call art?
Shut up!
You find faults in everything I do. Why, Dad?
No, Appu--
You burnt all of mom’s photos, all her clothes.
We can’t even take her name in the house.
You haven’t spoken to me about her in all these years.
Why, Dad?
How is it my fault that I look like her? I did not kill her!
-Hey, Apeksha, you-- -See? You hate me. I was right.
You’re wrong, goddammit!
I don’t like talking about her, but that's not because of you. It’s because of me.
Truth is, I couldn’t save your mother's life.
I wasn’t with her the night you were born. I was on a job in Chennai.
And when she died, I blamed myself.
Went into depression.
I love you to pieces, Appu.
Look, I suck at being your father.
But everything I’ve done, right or wrong, was only for you.
My company, this Mannikam deal…
Who do you think all this is for?
I’m sorry, Appu.
Very sorry. I'll do whatever you--
Such bad acting. Stop already, brother-in-law.
My jaws are hurting from laughing.
Be a man and tell your daughter the truth.
What truth?
I was on duty the night you were born.
You were on a job, right? When her mother died?
-Alone in the hospital? -Appu! Don't listen to her.
She’s lying!
Why would I lie, Appu? He wasn’t even at the cremation.
Took three days to track down this gentleman.
Ask Lucas, ask Prabhu.
What right does Prabhu have to tell her anything?
He’s just a bloody thief.
He’s scammed me of 30 crores, you know?
And then cooked up this blackmail story to get more money out of me.
Who puts these ideas in your head?
It was this witch, right?
It was also your idea to drag my daughter into this scheme, right?
Don’t change the topic, brother-in-law.
You know that Arvind and your Uncle Lucas don’t get along, right?
What do you mean?
She’s lying. She’s pulling a fast one on us!
No!
What is Aunty talking about, Dad?
Yes, Dad? What is Aunty talking about?
Tell me or I’ll shoot-- -Baby.
-No. -No, please.
I’ll tell you.
I'll tell you.
The truth is…
Dad, let it go.
-Brother-in-law! -Appu!
-Brother-in-law, please -Dad, leave it. Stop.
-Appu! -Please, Dad! Please!