This is the official statement of your accountant, Mr. Mukherjee.
-Are you kidding? -Just stating the facts, sir.
The money that Mr. Sharma gave you for the movie… where it's been going.
At first, we were confused too about why Manish Khanna would be lying.
Why he said he didn't receive any payment for the film.
Then we checked your accounts,
and we discovered that the money is being diverted elsewhere.
I don't know what you are talking about.
Sir, Mr. Mukherjee has been paying your loans
with the money meant for the movie.
Mr. Mukherjee is now a police witness.
Now you know what I'm talking about?
It would be best if you cooperate.
Or we'll have to forward your case to the EOW.
So, this is what you've been doing for the past week. My wife is missing.
You haven't found her,
but here you are digging into my finances.
Mr. More, even your house has a loan against it.
There was only one solution, Anamika's life insurance policy.
What good is the policy when a body hasn't been found?
So you've done your research?
The choice is yours, Mr. More. Answer our questions or Mr. Sharma's.
We'll probably be more friendly.
Like I said, don't hide anything from me.
Not that there's anything to hide in this house, right?
What is it, ma'am?
It's a bullet hole.
"And in this way, I made my life simpler…
"By offering an apology… and extending a forgiveness."
Ghalib.
You know why I'm unable to find truth in your poetry?
Because I've stopped expecting the truth from you.
That chance, that moment has been lost by us.
You left me… and here I am, still trapped in the same place.
I know the transitions are a bit jumpy right now.
And there's a lot left to do in sound and music.
-We have to reshoot-- -Hrishi, it's beautiful.
Really?
This is going to be the most unique film of my career.
This film is all you.
You and Manish sir.
And, sir, of course, thanks to you. You gave me such a big chance.
Did you like the movie, sir?
Yeah, it was good.
Anyway, you go on and edit. There will be many more discussions.
-Thank you. -Excellent work.
-Thank you so much. -Let's go?
I told you to throw this idiot out. What the hell kind of movie was that?
I asked him for a commercial blockbuster, and this moron made an art film.
Not "art film" -- "artistic." These days, people like content-driven films.
You call this content?
I've never seen a more boring movie in my life.
You know what audiences today want?
They want to see the heroine
in a sexy dance number, some catchy dialogues…
blow up a couple cars. How am I supposed to sell this movie?
This. This movie's releasing the same day as ours.
When both movies are released on the same weekend,
the public is gonna go crazy for this action flick.
How are we supposed to compete with that?
Hello? Why do you keep calling me?
-Ali Siddiqui! Ali Siddiqui! -What?
"Ali Siddiqui casting for his next feature film."
"Seeking fresh faces. Female, 18 to 20. Girl-next-door type."
That's us.
I mean, think about it. Fresh faces… female… duh.
And girl-next-door type.
I mean, I'm the girl next door from, like, Bhendi Bazaar.
Ali Siddiqui is an amazing director.
Yeah, and so hot.
So, you'll go?
Fuck yeah, and I know exactly what I'm gonna wear.
Something low cut, show a little bit of this.
Small-town girl swag. You know what I mean?
And, by the way, you're coming with me.
I don't know.
-Nothing, you're coming, okay? -Amu, let's go!
Nice life, dropout. Come back, man.
College has been dead without you.
-Are you sure about that? -Yeah.
If I come back, say goodbye to whatever little attention you've been getting.
Avi! Avi! Can I talk to you?
-Just give me a minute. Sorry. -Yeah, sure.
Have you seen this?
I didn't tell anybody.
I would never do that to you.
It's that idiot reporter, Pappu Kaushik. He prints bullshit about everyone.
I don't care what gossip he writes about me,
but now he's going after my children?
Find out who leaked information to this Pappu guy.
-On it, ma'am. -Now!
Yes, ma'am.
Fuck.
It's okay. It's just stupid gossip. Nobody will believe it.
-Avi, we'll see you at the canteen, huh? -Yeah.
You care too much what other people think about you, Avi.
You all realize this, right? You do realize, right?
Keeping a gun at home without a license is a punishable offense.
You could be thrown in jail.
The person who brought the gun home,
and everyone who knew about it. All of you.
You're such a hopeless family.
The whole world is praying for Anamika,
and here you are, hampering the investigation.
Tell me the truth. When and how did this bullet hole get here?
Whatever it is that you know, tell me.
If you go on covering this up, your mom could lose her life.
What are you doing? Harassing my daughter.
You can't do whatever you want just because you're the police.
This is what happens.
When women start dressing and behaving like men,
they forget etiquette.
How about we follow police etiquette? All right?
Nobody will tamper with this evidence.
And nobody will set foot in this area. Narendra!
Sometimes, your own family are the ones who cannot be trusted.
It wasn't every night.
Two or three times a week.
I don't remember exactly.
I used to wait
for that shadow to fall.
I have spent my entire life afraid in its wake.
Cut. That was good.
Can I do it once more?
-No, no. It was fine. -Thank you.
-"Used to wait for that shadow to fall." -Shadow.
Okay.
-"I used to wait for that shadow to fall." -"Shadow to fall."
Hi!
"I used to wait for that shadow to fall…"
I used to wait…
I used to wait for that shadow to fall.
I have spent my entire life afraid in its wake.
Lovely! Let's do the other scene too.
-This one? -No, the lighting's not good.
-Or this? -No, it's not good.
-You know, we have to reshoot. -Reshoot? Why? It's good.
I have to compete with a 20-year-old girl.
You know, poster should be perfect.
Hi, Avi.
If the campaign doesn't work, then we don't stand a chance.
What is it, Avi?
I… I want to go to New York.
Why, dear?
You're always saying that I'm not serious about my future.
I'm trying to figure it out.
But whatever it is, Mom, I…
I don't want to live in Bombay.
I hate all of this unnecessary attention.
I don't want people to talk about me.
Please.
I just… I want to go somewhere I can be myself.
Bullshit. He just wants to go to New York to party.
Did you even hear what I said? I want to go to college.
I want to learn music.
Music?
Anything else?
-Have you researched colleges? -Yes.
Don't you start. What's he going to do studying music? Play in a wedding band?
-Am I even talking to you? -Shut up!
-Just relax. -You stay out of it!
And why aren't you talking to me? I'm your father.
Why do you deserve to go to New York?
When I was your age, I rode the bus every day to go to college.
And I didn't do BA or BCom, I studied engineering.
-We'll talk sometime later. -I'm not done yet!
I know your mom gets emotional, but don't try to bullshit me.
You're going to live it up over there,
and I'll be the one stuck paying the bills.
Yeah, you or Ma?
Stop it! Just stop it, you two!
We'll talk later. You go now. Just go.
Why do I even bother talking to you?
All this is happening because of him.
He has done something to Ma.
How many times do I have to say, I don't know anything.
-You're lying! -Avi, please. Just enough.
You don't know anything, Amu.
This man lost all of our money. All of Ma's money.
-What are you talking about? -Ask him.
We don't have anything left.
He stole all of Ma's money,
and when she got to know, he probably fucking killed her.
-Stop it, Avi. -Daddy, what is he talking about?
Sweetie, I have it all under control.
The police are coming back to look for that gun.
And they won't leave us alone until they find it.
So, where is that fucking gun?
-It's with me. -What? Why do you have it?
-It's none of your business. -None of my business?
If the police find that gun, I'm the one they'll arrest.
They won't find it.
Nani, we should give that gun to the police.
Shut up!
Vijju's name will not be sullied.
It takes a lifetime to earn such respect and honor.
Will she be remembered for such a disgraceful thing?
Why are you talking like Vijju's never going to return?
I didn't mean it that way.
Who told you to bring that gun into the house anyway?
Vijju did!
When the police come back, I'm telling them everything.
Sure. Fine. Tell them everything.
That it's all your fault.
You want people to say more bad things about your mother?
Yeah, I have reached. I am downstairs only. Yes.
You're standing right here? I thought you were sick.
Should we go upstairs and talk? Come.
-Welcome. -You said you were too sick to walk.
I'm quite better now. I'm feeling good.
There's some soup for you and there's--
Famished.
What's this?
Sorry, I had to force Billy to do some bad acting.
If you had come yesterday, we could've saved him the effort.
How could I refuse?
I mean, look at the guy.
One dinner. That's all.
That's my cue. Exit stage left.
But please don't burn down my house. And these candles, put them off.
There are no assistants around here.
I hope you pampered stars can do that much.
You're welcome.
Bye.
Please.
"Contempt, farewell, and maiden pride, adieu."
Friends, Romans, bitches, listen up!
I got a callback. That's right.
-Ali Siddiqui wants to meet me. -Okay, Zarine, tell us everything.
I don't know what to tell, man.
-I mean, the audition went well. -Clearly.
Yeah, but there were so many girls, okay? I mean, you saw, no, Amzu?
Anyway, so I gave the monologue, and I thought it was okay, but…
So many people auditioned. You know how it is. No?
I didn't get my hopes up.
But today, I got a call from the casting director.
He said, I'm on the shortlist,
and I have to go meet Ali today at his hotel.
Casting couch!
Do you think it's okay to go to his hotel? Why can't you meet in his office?
Okay, Aunty, can you just chill?
I mean, he's on a short trip from Delhi, and…
-Anyway, I can take care of myself. -Yeah, sure.
Okay. You know what, assholes?
It's because of people like you that this industry will never change.
-You know, it's not always about sex. -But you did say that he was hot.
What?
You can't say that it's not about sex
when you were clearly into him.
Yeah, but I was just joking.
How was I supposed to know? With the way you talk and the way you dress?
Excuse me?
What the hell is wrong with you?
It's just not fair!
It's not fair!
I'm just as good as you are.
It's just always about this looks and attitude.
If someone deserves this, it's me. Because I'm Anamika Anand's daughter!
-Wow. -Yeah, wow!
I was fucking born and raised around all this.
So fuck your Ali Siddiqui. Okay?
If I want, my mother will call these directors, producers,
and she'll launch me just like that.
So this stupid callback of yours…
Congratulations on that!
I don't need to go to a hotel room like you, wearing low-cut tops.
I'll be a star! Because my mom is a star!
And you guys all want to be like me, and you fucking know it!
This is bullshit, anyway!
You remember when we last had dinner like this?
In London. At that favorite restaurant of yours, what was its name?
Mayfair.
You remember my genius idea?
Let's walk from the hotel in the pouring rain.
-I mean-- -Manish.
What?
It's been 20 years.
It doesn't matter who we were.
What matters is who we are today.
Anu, I want to know.
Who are you now?
I don't know.
I'm a mother.
My kids are going through so much.
And I just don't know how to support them.
I'm an actress, a star.
But it seems like people are forgetting me.
I'm just holding on to my fame.
Because I don't know how to do anything else.
Maybe I'm ready for a change.
I understand.
Okay, you tell me, what have I missed in these 20 years?
Well…
I made a few movies in these 20 years. You must've seen them.
Yeah, the good ones. One or two.
So I made one or two movies in 20 years.
Stopped drinking. Lost my parents.
My wife left me.
But I became friends with my daughter.
At least I did some good.
That's good.
Anu…
You know, I feel like
these 20 years were spent in chaos.
Noise.
Who we were before that…
that was the real us.
Right?
You're the only person who calls me Anu.
-Amu, dear, what happened? -I'll be a star!
-What's wrong? -Because my mom is a star!
And you guys all want to be like me, and you fucking know it!
-Just ignore it. It's okay. -No, it's not!
It's not okay! I just…
I just don't want to be me anymore. I don't want to be me anymore.
I, like, hate everything about me.
My face, my hair… I'm just nothing.
My legs, look at all of this, look at thecellulite. Look at my arms.
-They're so fat. No, no, no. -Amu, don't do it..
I hate my body! I hate everything about me.
No, it's all so ugly.
It's so ugly. Don't you see?
Don't you see what I did?
Don't say that, Amu, dear.
I am ugly!
-You're beautiful. -Okay. No!
Amu, you're beautiful.
I'm not beautiful, Ma!
I'm just ugly. Okay?
-And I don't want to be like this. -No, dear.
I can't be like this anymore, Ma.
-No, sweetie. -I don't want to be me.
-I hate everything about me, Ma. -You're beautiful.
Please, I can't.
Please, I hate myself.
You're beautiful.
You know why I want to become an actress?
Because I want to be someone else, Ma.
I can't be myself anymore.
I can't be me anymore, Ma.
You're beautiful.
Please do something…
Yes, ma'am.
What's the update on that gossip writer, Pappu Kaushik?
Ma'am…
Who gave him information about Avi?
Ma'am, the whole team is behind him, but he's not revealing his source.
I just don't know what to do.
Avi, Amara… they can't handle all this pressure.
Ma'am, you don't worry about it. Our entire PR team is on it.
-We're about to arrive at the studio. -You don't worry. We'll figure this out.
-Okay. Bye. -Bye, ma'am.
Anamika ma'am!
Anamika ma'am! Ma'am, Madhav…!
Billy? I'll be right out.
Billy, the photographs from that day…
Anamika ma'am.
What are you doing here? Billy!
Ma'am, please don't be afraid. I just wanted to talk to you.
How did you get inside? Billy!
Ma'am, please don't scream. Please.
I have to discuss something very important.
I have to tell you something important. Please sit down for two minutes.
Just for two minutes. Please sit down.
Sit.
Don't be afraid. We'll just talk.
Tell me. What is it?
I don't know how to say this. I've waited my whole life for this moment.
You're my mother. My mom.
What?
I'm your son.
I only have one son. Avinash.
I'm your first son. Yours and Manish Khanna's.
-What the hell are you saying? -No. I don't blame you.
You were very young at that time.
He was married. So you had to leave me at the orphanage.
Listen to me. I only have two children.
I have proof. I'll show you.
One second.
Look at this.
You and Manish Khanna were in London,
shooting for the movie Geet. Your last film together.
Then you suddenly came back to India and got married.
Then total blackout for six months.
Out of the spotlight. No photos, no articles, nothing.
You didn't even attend your own premiere.
Everybody was confused. But I figured it out.
When I was growing up, whenever I watched your films, I felt it inside.
That you… you are my mother.
You can't imagine what you meant to me.
I am very sorry that you don't have parents.
I can't imagine how difficult that must be.
It means a lot to me,
that my movies supported you in that situation.
But that does not mean--
No, Mom.
I won't let you make the same mistake again.
-What mistake? -Manish Khanna!
If he had left his wife and married you,
you wouldn't have had to leave me like this.
We would've been a happy family too.
He's going to ruin everything again!
Why are you doing all this? Tell me.
Mom, he's not a good man.
He doesn't care for you at all.
I'm just doing what's best for us.
I also want the best for us.
-Really? -Of course.
After all, I'm your mom.
I'm so sorry.
I didn't believe you at first.
I thought I lost you years ago.
But now you're back, that's what matters.
Just give me some time so that I can sort out everything.
As soon as the time is right, I will call you.
-Really, Mom? -Of course.
Now you go, but don't tell this to anyone.
-And leave these photos with me. -No.
Don't be stubborn, Madhav. These photos will be safe with me.
No, Mom. I'll keep the photos.
I'll put them in my scrapbook, and give it to you as a gift.
Okay. Then meet me here tonight.
And we'll make a plan.
A plan to be together?
Yes. A plan to be together.
Okay.
Now go.
Hey. If you come anywhere near Anamika again, I will finish you off.
-Thank you. -It's done.
-We didn't have any other choice. -No, you did the right thing.
Show me.
Are you okay?
Camera.
I'll take the camera home and check to make sure nothing's left on it.
No, don't worry.
I'll destroy the camera along with the photographs.
No, I'll check once, just to be sure.
Billy?
Do you know Pappu Kaushik?
Who?
That gossip writer.
No.
But he posted some selfies with you?
Oh, that guy?
I think he bumped into me at a party.
You know how it is, right?
You say hello to someone,
and the next thing you know, they pout and take a selfie.
Camera.
Driver.
SEARCH CONTINUES FOR MISSING ACTRESS
Where is she? Tell me, where have you kept her?
Please tell me Anamika is fine!
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
Hurry up!
-It's not here. -What do you mean?
Oh, my God!
If somebody gets hold of that gun?
What did you say?
"There's a crazy fan of Anamika ma'am. He kidnapped her."
Please let me go.
-What did you do? -Nothing.
-Motherfucker, what did you do? -I did nothing.
-Where's Mom? Where's Mom? -I don't know.
No…
Hello?
Mr. Madhav, I'm calling from DVL Diagnostics.
-Yes? -You reports are ready. Please collect it.
I'm about to have my fairy tale ending.
You called…?
DNA report. Madhav.
What happened?
Mom…
What happened to your mom?
My mom is no more.
Subtitle translation by: Sanjay Malhotra