Just because I am not putting a plaster,
doesn't mean that it's not a serious injury.
Okay?
And if it happens again...
we'll have to perform a surgery.
I'm giving you a few painkillers.
SOS.
Thank you.
Finally, we've cracked the deal!
You worry a lot.
Where are you, Beena?
Can you please come here?
Hello.
Hey, Ravish! She'll do it.
Be careful. Easy.
It's okay, brother!
Thank you.
Are you just gonna stand there?
Have a seat.
-Sure. -Sign these papers.
Initials on every page and...
signature on the last page.
Make it quick.
Please have some tea, Ravish!
Yes, I'll have it!
I'll just go and get the other papers.
Please use this cushion.
Thank you.
Careful!
-That's it. -Thank you.
Are you done?
Yes!
Ravish, how's your dad?
Is he back from Delhi?
His international trips never end.
Come on! Why haven't you tried the fritters yet?
Beena makes the best fritters.
That's all she's good at.
Brother...
I hope she knows...
Please have some.
...the details of this deal?
Details?
Beena is just a sleeping partner.
Am I right, Beena?
Would you like some ketchup?
Sure.
Bye, see you!
All the best!
You won't have food from the mess,
but you'll surely mess up your meals!
Ma, don't judge me, okay?
Judge?
I've thought about your punishment as well.
I hereby pronounce that your Paris internship has been canceled.
This time you'll intern in the kitchen under me.
What?
But that's not fair, Ma!
And what have you achieved anyway by being this perfect person?
Ma, listen I need to go.
Bye.
I'm sorry, Mama.
It's okay, baby.
I am sorry, Ms. Beena.
It's okay, Mr. Sharad.
I'm leaving.
Okay.
-What did you forget, Sushma? -Please, let them be!
You look nice with your hair open.
Actually...
Sharad isn't home.
I'll give him a call.
Actually, I am here to meet you.
I wanted to invite you to my wedding...
with family.
After all, you're the managing partner of this family.
And Sharad is just a sleeping partner.
This is for you.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Would you like some tea?
Sure.
What's her name?
Who?
The girl you're about to marry.
Gayatri!
Poor girl. You don't even remember her name.
You sing really well.
I'm sure you must've performed on stage.
No.
I mean...
not anymore.
Life changes after marriage.
Thank God! I am safe!
Gayatri can't sing to save her life.
So I'll be better off if she doesn't sing.
I tell her, "Become a jewelry designer...
and not a singer."
Jewelry designer?
Yeah, wait, I'll show you.
She is amazing.
It's lovely!
Swipe further, I'll show you her picture.
She's really pretty.
Both of you will make a great couple.
You're really pretty as well.
I'm sorry.
No, it's okay.
-No, it's-- -It's really cool.
You deserve love...
not disrespect.
Ravish, please!
-Come on-- -Ravish, please!
Shit!
-Hello, ma'am. -Hello.
Please leave, Ravish.
Trust me.
Hello, sir.
-Some more? -No, I'm good.
Was Ravish here this afternoon?
He comes every day.
Why?
Because he likes it.
And so do I.
Likes what?
To meet...
to talk…
to make love to each other.
Did you hit your head?
Have you lost it?
I--
I was about to tell you.
Look at yourself!
You look hideous.
Hideous!
You think, Ravish would want to sleep with you?
He can get any hot girl in the town.
Have you seen his fiancé?
Look at yourself!
I am your husband.
If it were up to me, I would never even touch you!
"Ravish likes me."
Get real, Beena…
get real!
I've cracked the deal.
Reema is studying for her masters.
Everything is set.
Everything!
And you're having seizures?
Alright.
Let's fix it.
-I will cure you! -No. No.
No, Sharad.
Please don't do this. Please...
No, Sharad!
Please don't do this!
Please-- Please don't do this.
No, please!
No! No!
No!
No, please. Don't do this! Please!
Don't do this, Sharad! Please! No!
TOMORROW? SAME TIME?
Ravish!
-What's up? -What is this?
When did you record this?
Delete it, right now!
Everyone records it these days!
You can watch it when you miss me.
This is not funny!
Delete it!
Stop being so immature!
What do you mean by "Delete it"?
Would you trust me, if I tell you that I've deleted it?
And you know what, I'm not gonna delete it!
I am very busy, I'll talk to you tomorrow.
-But-- -Bye.
Mishra!
Where is she?
She's in there with ma'am.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Come on, let's go!
We'll talk when we get home.
Beena, Ravish's father is a top politician!
If the word gets out...
we'll be in trouble.
Come on, let's go!
Think about my reputation at least!
Let's go!
Let her go!
You're the husband?
Yes.
You are being charged under 498A.
Me? Why?
Domestic violence.
What?
And marital rape.
Ma'am, please give me a couple of minutes.
She's my wife, I'll talk to her.
She's a little mentally--
Sharad Sahay.
In past twenty years,
he has raped me more than a thousand times.
Beena, what are you saying?
Average once a week.
He raped me for the first time on the night of our wedding.
The last time was last night.
Beena?
What are you--
Ma'am just give me two minutes. I'll just talk to her.
Beena, please, let's go home and talk?
Okay, baby?
Please!
I am sorry, Beena, if I've hurt you.
But this is a private matter.
We shouldn't discuss this in public!
I am your husband!
And have you ever told me, this is how you feel?
Anyway let it go!
Let's think about the future.
And...
don't worry.
These days...
there are some really good therapists out there.
I'll get you an appointment...
with a good psychiatrist.
Okay?
Time is the best healer.
We are back home.
Let's talk.
You said we would talk once we get home, right?
Let's talk.
So, a counselor?
I was trying to say that...
I know a very good psychiatrist--
It is you who needs a psychiatrist!
You think that I am making up stories about Ravish?
You think he is my fantasy?
Look at this.
Take a look at this!
Ravish!
This is the best sex I've had!
This is how you treat a woman, Sharad!
Beena...
let's start all over again.
I am willing to forget...
everything that has happened.
You're willing to forget, Sharad?
I'll make sure that you never forget!
Just like I can't forget...
that you have raped and hurt me every day.
It's your turn to live with the fear.
And yes...
don't you ever touch me again!
Yeah, hello.
Yeah.
Okay, alright.
Ravish and Gayatri's wedding has been called off!
Have you lost it?
Ravish!
What have you done?
Why did you send that video to Gayatri?
Have you lost it?
How will Beena have Gayatri's number?
I sent it to her on Facebook.
Not on her phone.
I'll ruin you!
-You have no idea-- -Who I am.
Who are you?
Son of some politician?
Just like I was Sharad's wife?
What will you do?
Upload this video?
Go for it!
There are thousands of these videos out there.
Let there be another one.
But I have a question for your dad.
If I share this video...
will he be able to contest the next elections?
If this video goes viral...
you will be humiliated, Sharad.
And you will be devastated, Ravish.
Listen...
take the day off.
There's no need to cook today.
I think, I'm gonna treat myself.
Excuse me.