(car rumbles)
(Madhav) Slow... slow down, Ratna.
(brake screeches)
Sorry, sorry.
Apologies won't work. For such an act,
legal action should be taken against you under IPC Section 323.
And what does this section of yours state?
It states that voluntarily causing physical injury can lead
to one year of imprisonment or a financial penalty.
So if you think my driving is such a crime,
why have you dragged me to this breakfast meeting?
Hey, Ratna... Careful!
You don't know these corporate types.
They hold meetings over all their meals...
breakfast meeting, lunch meeting, dinner meeting.
They're probably online even in the toilet.
- Yuck! - I mean on the commode.
They could have held this at a restaurant.
Why at your office?
I too have a lot of work to do.
What work do you have to do?
Your parlour is under renovation.
CLU is a big law firm.
They kept insisting, "Mishra-ji, the meeting has to be at your office."
How could Mishra-ji refuse?
- Oh, yeah. - You understand?
(Madhav) And you complain about everything these days!
Aunty, please clean it properly!
Kamala, is this your first time here?
That's not the thing. If something goes wrong
with the child's food, it will unnecessarily create chaos.
Don't worry.
I have cleaned it properly.
Here.
Hurry up. I'm getting late.
Do come again.
Sure.
(lawyer) The amount that you are offering us
is completely inadequate.
Rs. 60 lakh.
My client's lungs are 60% damaged.
(Madhav tsks)
First of all, the amount isn't a small one.
And secondly, apart from your client, no one else
has levelled such allegations against Curacell.
We follow our protocols very seriously.
We both know that,
as soon as my client's allegations gained traction,
your protocols underwent many changes, no?
This could also be because your client
had a pre-existing condition, no?
I have a signed affidavit from a qualified doctor,
stating that Mr. Fernandez's lung condition has been caused
by continuous exposure to the same chemical
used by Curacell Pharma to manufacture antibiotics.
Mr. Fernandez...
how many members are in your family?
My wife...
two children, one boy, one girl.
And are you the only breadwinner?
I was.
I am... not fit to earn any more.
No. I can empathise with how crucial
this compensation is for you.
We are all here to ensure
that nothing unfair happens to you.
(sombre music)
Look... uh...
pursuing this case against Curacell could tie you up
for 5 to 10 years
in legal battles.
But if you accept this compensation today,
you'll secure a safe and stable future for your wife and children.
We also have the option to take you to court.
The company holds that option too.
If you pursue this case against Curacell,
they too could counter it with a defamation suit against you.
(tense music)
Take my advice, and accept this amount.
Nobody knows what the future holds.
But no matter what happens,
the likelihood of ever getting this much is low.
Take it.
By the way, Shaurya-ji,
Rs. 3 crore had been approved.
Why didn't we give it to Mr. Fernandez?
Mishra-ji, we save our clients' money,
which is how we retain them.
And that is also how we make
the money to keep you on a retainer.
It's just business.
What about poor Fernandez, then?
What about him?
He took the money, didn't he?
And do you know why he accepted the money?
Why?
Because of your persona.
- My persona? - Yes.
You have that common man appeal.
Oh, I see.
So that's why the meeting was scheduled at my "common" office?
But at CLU, we don't think of you as common, but special.
Welcome to CLU, Mr. Mishra.
(car lock beeps)
What is this?
Your welcome gift.
- This is for me? - Yes.
Then how will you go?
(car honks)
Wow, Lawyer saheb!
Such a big car!
No one in my entire family has ever owned one.
No one in your family has become such a big person either.
Wow, brother-in-law!
You've really stirred up my emotions today!
- Congratulations, Mishra-ji. - Thank you, Shivani Mathur-ji.
- Y'all have reached? - Come on, let's go on a drive.
- Come on, didi. - Yes, for sure.
(Deep) It's such an amazing car.
Hey, what happened? Why are you looking upset?
Don't you like your present?
The present is fine,
but my conscience may not let me live in peace.
(elevator dings)
(removes footwear)
(keys jingling)
(sighs)
(ominous music)
(screams)
(title music)
(bird screeches)
(door shuts)
Dad?
(soft, happy music)
(singing) ♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
Here you go, dear. It's God's offerings.
- Thank you, Grandma. - God bless you.
- Please sit, Mom. - Happy birthday!
Mom, you remembered?
Is it possible for me to forget something that my Ira likes?
Hey, I worked hard too!
Don't lie, Dad.
Only Mom knew that I wanted a piano.
What other secrets do you both share?
That will remain between the mother and daughter.
(Raj and Gurmeet chuckle)
Come, my pianist.
I can't believe you are 13!
A-According to Jewish tradition,
adulthood is reached at the age
of 13 for boys and 12 for girls.
Which means I reached adulthood last year itself.
(Gurmeet chuckles)
By saying this, if you think that you'll get a phone,
then the answer is still no.
Hmm...
He got you there!
Come on, I need a hug.
(soft music)
Kiss?
Who loves you?
Dad loves me.
Very, very much.
- Dad... - Yes?
I don't want a phone.
Okay...
You promise me
that, during these holidays,
you'll take me to Kashmir to see snow.
Daddy-daughter trip?
Daddy-daughter trip.
Ira...
I promise.
This summer vacation,
we'll go together to Kashmir to see the snow.
Okay?
One more kiss?
No, that's enough.
- Okay. - (door opens)
- (Ira) You are late. - (sighs)
I'm sorry, Iru!
You see, today happens to be someone's birthday,
so I got a little late while getting the gift.
Happy birthday!
(soft music)
Wow, Iru!
This is lovely.
Mom got it.
It's beautiful, Anju.
Well, Raj helped too.
Finally, some credit!
(Anju chuckles)
I always give you credit.
Greetings, ma'am.
Shall I play something?
Of course! Give that to me.
(playing Beethoven's "Ode to Joy")
(breathes heavily)
(playing off-tune)
(tense music)
What's happening, Ira?
- Roshni, help! - Ira, are you okay?
Careful.
(tense music continues)
(milk sloshing)
Arsh said the reports will be ready today.
- Here. - We'll know more.
You'll feel better right away.
I don't think we should send her to school today.
Mom, but...
I want to go to school.
I think she is fine. She can go to school.
No, Anju is right.
There's also the party in the evening.
So, choose...
School or party?
P-Party.
That's a really good choice!
Get ready, Dr. Nagpal.
You have a surgery to do.
Don't worry about her.
I'll be with her.
(soft music)
(Roshni sighs)
Do you want to go lie down inside?
- Yes. - Come on. Come.
Careful.
(heart monitor beeping)
Haemostat?
This is a Kelly clamp.
Do you not know the difference between
a Rochester-Haemostat and a Kelly clamp?
Sir... I...
If you don't know the difference between
basic medical instruments, you're of no use here.
Please leave.
- It's her first day-- - I don't care.
Out.
Sorry, sir.
I don't want average in this room.
As long as you are here, I want your 100%.
Understood?
(water runs)
It's not cancer.
(soft music)
- (sighs) - (chuckles)
Thank you.
Congratulations.
(phone line ringing)
(door creaks)
It's not cancer.
Oh, thank God!
So, what do the reports say?
Hypoglycaemia.
At this age?
Low blood sugar?
It shouldn't happen at this age,
but I think we should conduct a few more tests.
Is Ira eating her food properly?
Yes, I monitor all her meals myself.
There is no such problem.
Anyway, bring her back next week
for a few more tests, and we'll then decide what to do next.
- Okay. - Okay.
Thank you, Dr. Mistry.
It's Arsh for you, Roshni.
- Old habits. - See you.
(Raj sighs)
Whom were you calling?
Mom.
She didn't answer. I'll call again later.
Don't worry.
Everything will be fine.
(sombre music)
(cell phone vibrating)
(tense music)
What are you thinking about?
That perhaps...
I shouldn't come to the party today.
And why do you think that?
All your friends will be there.
Yours... and Anju's.
And I want them to be your friends too.
(soft music)
Do you love me?
You know I do.
But your friends won't be able to see this, will they?
They'll just look at it
as an affair.
Your mid-life crisis.
If this is about Anju,
then I've already told you that I can't stop her
from coming to her own daughter's birthday party.
No, Raj!
This is not about Anju or the party.
It's about you.
What do you want?
I want you by my side.
At this party... and in life.
But it took you a year to realise this, Raj.
(car door shuts)
(doorbell rings)
Keys? Again?
It's not cancer.
(soft music)
(exhales in relief)
See you tonight.
(upbeat music playing on speakers)
Hey, look who's here! Happy birthday, dear!
Happy birthday, Ira.
How are you doing?
Hey, check out these filters!
Enjoy!
- You guys, too. - Have fun!
(indistinct chatter)
Hey, Ira! Happy birthday.
Happy birthday, Ira!
- Ma'am, I'll take that. - Kamala.
You look beautiful!
Happy birthday!
You look lovely.
Nice boots!
(Fatima) That Camel commercial helped you
win the award, so you should be proud of your wife!
Looking gorgeous.
Guys, this is my...
Roshni.
Poetic!
(Roshni chuckles)
(Fatima) Finally!
Hi, Roshni! I'm Fatima.
- Hi, Fatima. - (Fatima chuckles)
- Hi! - Hi.
Dr. Nagpal sure knows how to deliver great dialogues.
But honestly, we know very little about you.
He hasn't opened up about you yet.
Why talk about her when I can show her off instead?
If doctors begin to praise nurses,
won't their secrets get exposed?
(all laugh)
Good, but true.
You just met her. She is Fatima.
- He is Rohan. - Hi.
They own an ad agency.
Not just any ad agency, the best ad agency.
Stop bragging, will you?
- They are Madhu and Anil Doshi. - Hi.
They live on the eighth floor.
Their son studies with Ira. You might know him?
Harnav? Of course.
- Very sweet boy. - Thank you.
- Hello, hello! - Hi!
Nice to see you here.
Nice to see you too, Doctor.
- Excuse me? - Ah, Arsh.
- Arsh. - Finally!
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- (all) Cheers! - Cheers to the couple.
Please have a seat.
So, I'm curious...
How did you both meet?
She means to say,
was it a nurse fantasy or a doctor fantasy?
- Rohan! Stop it! - Hey, come on!
- (indistinct) He's too much. - (Rohan) It's a valid question!
There's nothing as such.
- (Roshni laughs) - But... So,
she was a nurse in our hospital's children's ward.
Arsh knows her.
Once, Ira fell very sick,
and she had to be admitted.
She took such good care of Ira that Ira became crazy about her.
We suggested that she come home,
become a part of the Nagpal family
and take care of Ira at home.
But that was the mistake she made.
She came home, and Ira's father also became crazy about her.
(all chuckle)
So you could say that this is a nurse fantasy.
(all laugh)
That's a lovely story.
I'll get more drinks for you all.
Otherwise, he will stop opening up again.
(laughs)
Raj, you are damn lucky.
Where's the luck? I've worked hard for it!
Brother...
I want this too.
What?
I mean, such luck, baby.
God, Rohan!
Control him; he's getting out of hand.
(sighs)
(glass clinks)
(Madhu) Isn't that Roshni quite something?
(Shilpa) Seriously! Nurse fantasy, doctor fantasy.
This is hardly a love story.
It's more like the plot of a B-grade movie.
Shall we take a selfie?
Hmm.
No matter how much she dresses up,
she will never be a patch on Anju.
Oh, that's lovely.
Yes.
Nice.
(tense music)
Ma'am, shall I use this knife
to cut the cake?
(tense music intensifies)
- Hi. - (Fatima) Hi!
We were waiting for you.
- How are you, Anju? - I'm good; thank you. How are you?
Oh, my God! So lovely you look!
Hi.
(Fatima) Madhu, look who is finally here.
Thank you.
Hi, Anju!
Gorgeous sari and gorgeous you!
Thank you so much!
Now that you're here, the party will come alive!
(indistinct chatter)
Look who has finally decided to join us.
Finally, you are here!
(Rohan) I don't know about them, but I missed you.
- Now the real party begins! - Hi!
(Fatima) Anju, this pink sari is really stunning.
(music turns soft)
Everyone, please come.
Let's cut the cake!
- Anju, come. - Come.
Place the candles.
(Madhu) So nice. Such a lovely cake!
One selfie, please!
(camera clicks)
- (Madhu) Nice. - (Raj) Ready?
Shall we?
(all singing) ♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Ira! ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
♪ May God bless you! ♪
(ominous music)
(cell phone vibrating)
(alarm ringing)
(keypad beeps)
Roshni?
Good morning, dear.
Good morning, Mom.
(elevator dings)
(bus honks)
I have sent you three donation files.
Do take a look.
Okay.
(car rumbles away)
(intriguing music)
Hurry up. I'm getting late.
Here.
Hello, sir.
(intriguing music rises)
(elevator dings)
(screams)
(ominous music)
What happened, Kamala?
What happened?
What...
(gasps, drops phone)
(stutters) Raj!
Help.
(thrilling music)
- (Ira) Roshni didi. - (gasps)
Kamala, go to Ira.
Don't let her come out.
Raj...
Hello.
Police?
I'm calling from Bandra West.
There has been an accident here.
(cell phone vibrates)
(Gauri) Jai Hind, sir.
Okay, sir.
Yes, sir.
(siren wailing)
(neighbours clamouring)
Move aside! Put your phones away!
Please tell us what happened.
Stay calm!
Madam, what's going on upstairs? I live there.
There has been an incident.
Let us do our work. Please.
Please let me go. My granddaughter is alone upstairs.
We will, but first, you need to cooperate. Please!
- Please tell us something! - (clamouring continues)
Ravi.
Yes, ma'am.
- Crime scene? - Seventh floor.
Have you cordoned off the entire building?
Yes, ma'am. We've instructed
all residents and staff not to go in or out.
- Good. - This way.
(elevator dings)
Madam, the victim's name is Roshni Saluja.
Age 31. Cause of death appears to be a slit throat.
The crime scene is gruesome.
There is blood everywhere.
Any signs of forced entry?
No, there hasn't been any vandalism in the house.
The victim was the child's caretaker.
She used to come around 7:00-7:15 a.m. every day.
She was also having an affair with Raj Nagpal.
Affair?
Well, everyone knew about it.
It was quite open.
Who called the police?
Raj Nagpal's wife, Anju Nagpal.
(door closes)
Who is she?
The Nagpal family's maid, Kamala.
When she entered the house in the morning,
she saw the victim and Raj.
Raj was holding her in his arms.
When did this happen?
This was from last night.
It was Raj's daughter Ira's birthday.
This birthday is one that they will never forget.
(cameras clicking)
She died due to blood loss.
Any signs of struggle?
It's hard to say, looking at the situation.
(ominous music)
Put it in the bag.
Bag that as well.
I'm API Gauri Karmarkar.
Tell me what happened.
I...
I couldn't save her.
She died in my arms.
(Gauri) Hmm.
Send the victim's body
and Raj's jacket to forensics.
And inform her next of kin.
- Okay, ma'am. - Escort Raj and Kamala
to the station for interrogation.
Okay.
(doorbell rings)
Were you the one who called the police?
Yes.
What happened?
I...
I was in my house.
I heard Kamala scream, so...
I went to check Raj's house.
I saw Roshni and Raj there.
Sh-She...
She was dead.
Did you see any
knife, blade, scissors...
any sharp objects around the place?
No.
Do you know if anyone held a grudge
against Roshni here or elsewhere?
I'm not sure about Roshni.
I don't know much about her.
But Raj doesn't have any such enemies.
As far as I know.
Since when have you been divorced from Dr. Nagpal?
We're not divorced. We're separated.
It's been... about 15 months.
And...
since when have Raj and Roshni been together?
I mean... since when had they been together?
For about a year.
As far as I know.
Since you are not yet divorced, I'll inform you that...
we are taking Dr. Raj Nagpal with us for questioning.
Are you...
Are you going to arrest him?
Currently, we simply need to know what exactly happened.
Ma'am...
If you are sealing the house, then...
- I need a few things from there. - No.
That's not possible. It's a crime scene, and no one can go there.
Ma'am, it's for my daughter.
She has Asperger's syndrome. It's a developmental disorder.
If I could get her medicines,
some familiar things, it might make it
easier for her to settle in with me here.
So, please, ma'am.
Okay, I'll instruct a constable to help you.
But take only what is absolutely essential.
Okay, thank you.
(tense music)
Ma'am, did you find out anything?
It seems like the crime scene has been wiped.
I need that murder weapon at any cost.
- Search the house inside and out. - Yes, ma'am.
Seal the building. If needed, bring in the dog squad.
Okay. Ma'am, there are no CCTV cameras on the floors.
They are only located at the entry and exit points.
Record statements of all residents.
Send me the details of everyone who attended last night's party.
Conduct background checks on all staff members
and bring them in for questioning.
- Okay. - And listen...
before everything else,
search this house.
(dramatic music)
(indistinct chatter)
(siren wailing)
- Raj! - Raj!
Raj!
(dramatic music rises)
(camera shutters)
(camera shutter loudens)
(dogs bark)
(camera shutters)
(door unlocks)
Excuse me, Mishra-ji.
Yes, tell me.
I was saying
that I have a terrific idea
for our partnership.
(comical music)
Okay.
- Terrific? - Yes.
The thing is,
when you get this excited,
my heart starts sinking.
What kind of partnership between us
remains unfulfilled until now?
So (clears throat) I was saying
that since you've opened such a big office,
I thought I, too, could set up two salon chairs here.
That way, my work will continue
and having me close by will keep you happy too.
Wow!
- What a terrific idea! - Isn't it?
Yes, absolutely.
You see that MM&A?
Let's wipe that out
and draw a nice pair of lips with red lipstick
and write "Pedicure, Manicure, Eyebrows, and Legal Help" below it.
Come on in.
- You never take me seriously. - Why don't you learn something new?
(Anju) Excuse me.
- Madhav Mishra? - Yes?
I am Anju Nagpal.
(tense music)
How can I be of service, Mrs. Nagpal?
My husband has been taken in by the police for questioning.
He is likely to be arrested soon.
Okay.
On what charges?
Murder.
(thrilling music)