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- Where are you going?
- None of your business.

Strange! All this while everything
you did was my business.

Now it's not?

Anyway, tell me why you're going.

What is wrong? What happened?

Ask yourself that before asking me.

I only know that after
your uncle's demise...

we gave you every possible luxury.

- And fulfilled all your wishes.
- Oh yes, you did!



I wanted to study.
You made me give up college.

Made me beg for every penny.
Meet this one, don't meet that.

This is bad, that's good.
Taunted me all the time!

Is this what you call
the luxury you gave me?

That's not my fault.
I followed your sister's orders.

Sure. You're a wax doll.
You can be molded in any way.

- You do everything sister says, don't you?
- You're crossing all limits.

Creating new problems everyday!

- I'll have to complain to her.
- She too is dead for me!

- Bani!
- She hasn't once written to me since she went to Bombay 7 months ago.

I don't want to see your faces!

It's you? Come in.
It's late night. These bags?

- Had another row?
- Yes.

I've left that house.
Now I'll never go back.



You don't have to. I always
told you to come and stay here.

You'll be away from him
and my time will pass.

- But you...
- I'd have come long ago...

but I was waiting to find a job.

- Job?
- Yes, uncle. I've got a job.

I begin work tomorrow.

Bravo! You're really my niece...

who stands on her own feet.

Gentlemen, you've honored me
by electing me Managing Director.

I thank you for the same.

I hope you'll help me in
managing this job at the earliest.

We can offer you very little
help except for finances.

And we have no knowledge
of the hotel industry.

Don't you worry.

I assure you our hotels will soon
be the talk of the entire nation.

We mustn't delay
depositing the money.

We should begin work immediately.

My investment is nominal.
Take it anytime you wish.

Mr. Rai is the one who has to
arrange for the maximum capital.

Don't worry. It will be
arranged within the month.

All right, we'll take leave.

- All of you, please come.
- Let's go upstairs.

Goodness gracious!

Look at your style

Who has ever seen lightning laugh
or the flames sing?

Goodness gracious!

Your eyes flutter demurely
as they meet mine

And the magic stops and starts

Whoever has a heart
within his breast...

how will he control himself?

My! These glances

These fluttering arms

My heart tells me something untoward
will happen today

Goodness gracious!

Look at your style

Who has ever seen lightning laugh
or flames sing?

Goodness gracious!

You cast your glance
ever so slightly towards me

Spoke but a little to me

Upon such coquetry

My heart wavered and trembled

Every gathering was wounded
and restless

My heart tells me something untoward
will happen today

Goodness gracious!

Look at your style

Who has seen lightning laugh
and the flames sing?

Goodness gracious!

When your gaze entangles that of
every member of the audience

When your hair is dishevelled
in the middle of the night

The darkness spreads

And devastation arrives

My heart tells me something untoward
will happen today

Goodness gracious!

Look at your style

Who has seen lightning laugh
and the flames sing?

Goodness gracious!

That's terrific! Outstanding!

You haven't seen the dancer
who was here before.

She'd make you forget everything.

- Mr. Rai, where is she these days?
- She's on a break.

Permit us to leave. It's late.

- So early?
- You're free these days.

Your wife is out of town. But we
have to face the home government.

- Okay.
- Good night.

Take a seat.

- Yes?
- Regarding my case...

- The next date is December.
- Thank you.

- The fees...
- Don't worry about money.

Find some loophole to
defeat Tolaram Damdimal.

Don't worry. Arrange for
the money and all will be done.

The money will reach court tomorrow.

- Good day.
- Good day.

- Don't forget.
- No.

- He must be defeated.
- Yes, it will be done.

Your name?

- Bani Choudhary.
- Aha!

Understood. Divorce case.

Smt. Bani Choudhary. Work...

- Your husband's name?
- Pardon?

You brought it written it down.
You're shy, perhpas? Give it to me.

You're the new secretary?
Follow me.

This is your seat.

- Have you worked before this?
- No.

I'll make you perfect
in two days.

First, arrange these letters
case wise in these files.

This is... murder.
File 302.

This case is of rioting.
Number 147.

This is cheating.

One man needed everywhere!

- Sorry.
- It's alright.

Moti! Moti! Moti! Does it hurt you to
address me by my full name?

Do consider our old
friendship and my position.

Why'd you call me?

Mr. Motilalji Sharma...

This is Court Session
and that is flat S2.

A 40-year-old bald man lives here.

Do I have to count
his son's hair?

Let me finish.

This man is blackmailing
the Parsi who just left.

I want you to go there and find
out where he goes, what he does.

- Understand? - Yes.
- Take this.

- Shall I go tomorrow?
- Don't be daft. Hurry.

And send in the secretary.

You're being called.

A problem everyday!
Follow this one or that.

Follow this cripple,
or that blind man.

Go there at night
and come here during the day.

What a pain! Now he wants
me to follow a bald man!

I'm fed up of this job.
Put me on duty elsewhere.

You're very impatient. Why don't
you think there's no better place...

than this to learn about
the gang of smugglers.

You can see the flat clearly
and Ajay is your childhood friend.

So you have every liberty.

What liberty? I haven't
seen a movie for 3 months!

This lawyer is comparable
to Scotland Yard.

He's got the problems of the world!

And I'm the one who faces the music!

Have you no shame
pulling down my sari?

I didn't pull it down.
It was drawn to me.

It fell into my arms
the moment it saw me.

- Whose is it?
- Mine.

Yours? You need to
punish it severely.

It's not good to be
so kind to loafers.

Why are you embarrassing me?
I scolded you by mistake.

- Do you always make such mistakes?
- Pardon?

Sometimes.

You scolded me just now. When will
you make the mistake of being nice?

- Pardon?
- Answer me.

What are you doing here?

I was being scolded and
she was making mistakes.

My dear, he's a gentleman.
Don't make a mistake with him.

This is Bani, my niece and
he is Ajay, an advocate.

A famous lawyer of the city.

- Glad to meet you.
- What are you doing?

- Nothing.
- Let's play some chess.

- Sure.
- Come along.

I'm glad we met.
The evening will pass.

Bani can't play chess!

It requires brains.

Otherwise she's very bright.
She's private secretary to a lawyer.

Is that so?

My sympathies to the lawyer.

Here you are.

So that's your game.
Want to win the game?

No question. I've lost
in the very first move.

This is a very dangerous game.

One move decides the entire game.

Yes. Save yourself.
You're being checked.

I see that.

Make your move.

Here you are.

I've lost myself somewhere here

The season is young,
the night, beautiful

Where's my heart?
Who knows?

I don't even know where I am

I'm lost...

I'm lost...

I encountered somone
by chance...

that my heart cried out,
'Support me!'

I wonder what those
beautiful eyes were saying

I've lost myself somewhere here

The season is young,
the night, beautiful

Where's my heart?
Who knows?

I don't even know where I am

I'm lost...

I'm lost...

Let me express my feelings
indirectly...

by caressing her hair lovingly

Then I think, what if
she's displeased?

I've lost myself somewhere here

The season is young,
the night, beautiful

Where's my heart?
Who knows?

I don't even know where I am

I'm lost...

I'm lost...

This melody of love...

will definitely be mine one day

Be still, my heart, my heart,
don't be so wilful

I've lost myself somewhere here

The season is young,
the night, beautiful

Where's my heart?
Who knows?

I don't even know where I am

I'm lost...

I'm lost...

Your good name?

My name is...

is Miss Natasundari, Chuna Bhatti
Juna Khar, address.

Chuna Bhatti, Juna Khar.

- What is your case?
- What can I say?

My landlord gave me
notice to leave the house.

- Why? - He can't sleep.
- Why?

- His heart gets a jolt.
- You give it?

I only dance.

- You dance?
- Yes.

I'll give you a demonstration.

- That's quite enough.
- Did you like it?

I'm feeling great.

But my landlord doesn't like it.

- I'll talk to him. You may leave.
- Really?

- Should I leave?
- Yes, go.

- Good day, sir.
- Good bye.

What about your case?
Is this the time to come?

Is now the time to come to the office?
It's 2 minutes past 10:30.

The court doesn't believe in sorry.

If you're late, the work won't be done,
we'll lose the case, and he'll be hanged!

And who'll save him
if he's condemned to hang?

You or your apology?

Forget the apology.
We have lots of work.

What, Mr. Pestonjee, those... I mean
to say, have you bought all your papers?

Gave it up.

I can see everything.

I thought you could only see
girls through these, not men.

Meaning?

Meaning, your secretary
is very nice.

The first day she captured
the office, the next, the heart.

Don't bore me.

My getting bored is fine but
it shouldn't reach a stage...

- that you get bored of clients.
- May I come in?

Here's your mail and
this is your personal letter.

It's urgent.

Mr. Ajay Kumar, the Rs.200
is your fees.

I don't consider it appropriate
to come to your office.

Hence, be kind enough to meet me
at the Hotel Majestic this evening.

I'll be wearing a white sari.

- Did you write this letter to me?
- Yes.

I am Mrs. Kapoor. And you...?

I'm Ajay Kumar and this is
Bani Choudhary, my secretary.

- Would you like something?
- No thanks.

- So, Mrs. Kapoor, you wrote...
- Yes, I troubled you because...

for the past three years,
my husband's property...

- Hello, Bani. - Hello.
- I've to admire your anger.

You didn't give me a chance
to speak then.

Has your temper cooled down?

Sir, there's a trunk call from Delhi.

Stay here. I'll be back.
Don't go away.

- How are you, darling?
- Very well, but dying to meet you both.

I want to come back. It's
so hot here that I can't bear it.

I was thinking of leaving
by the morning train.

Maya, I may have to come to Delhi
on business in a day or two.

I would like you to stay there
for a couple of days.

We could return together.

The journey will be fun.

Okay, I'll stay back
if you say so.

But I hope I won't
be waiting in vain...

and you'll make some
excuse, as always.

Such impatience!
No, darling, I will come.

Okay, then I'll wait for you.

Don't worry. I've heard the case.

- I'll start the proceedings tomorrow.
- Thank you. Good bye.

Sinha? You, here?
What are you doing here?

I'm always here.
Where are you these days?

Right here, my friend,
but I have no spare time.

- Excuse me...
- I can see that.

- Did you make this sketch?
- Yes. Like it?

Keep it.

You're a strange guy! My studio is
two feet away from your office.

Come over sometime.

He's a good man.

- He's very charming.
- Of course.

How long have you known him?

He's your friend.
How will I know?

But he has made a nice sketch.

- I'm not talking about Sinha.
- Who, then?

That man who was talking to you
so casually at the hotel.

He? He is...

- That was Rai Mohan.
- You've known him a long while, huh?

Yes, from childhood.

Very handsome man.

Of course. He has brains too.

Why didn't you answer him?

- I'm not talking to him.
- Why?

That's between us.
Who are you to ask?

Why are you quiet?

That's my choice.
Who are you to ask?

What a spell you have cast,
my love

I've lost my heart to you

No one should steal hearts
like you do

See how helpless I've become

Oh, goodness gracious...

Oh, goodness gracious,
your eyes beckoned...

and I lost my heart to you

What a spell you have cast,
my love

I've lost my heart to you

What a spell...

My steps falter as I walk along

How can I control myself
when you tease me?

I walk...

I walk, with your name
on my lips

I've lost my heart to you

What a spell you have cast,
my love

I've lost my heart to you

What a spell...

There's yet a little prudence,
but I'm slightly befuddled too

There's an ache, but
there's delight too

The arrow, my beloved...

You shot such a wondrous
dart, my beloved...

that I've lost my heart to you

What a spell you have cast,
my love

I've lost my heart to you

What a spell...

I came to wish you good night.

Oh, darling! You've arrived!

What's the matter? Come in.

This is my friend, Khanna.
He was on the same flight.

- This is my wife, Maya.
- Hello. Please come in.

Excuse me. I must keep
my bags in my room.

- Oh, so you're staying in this hotel too?
- Yes. Room 302.

- Okay, let me take your leave.
- Khanna, do have lunch with us.

- What do you say, darling?
- Alright.

- How is Bani?
- She's fine.

She's very unkind. She hasn't
replied to a single letter of mine.

You know how irresponsible she is.
She must have forgotten.

Let me meet her. Then I'll
teach that witch a lesson.

- When can we leave here?
- Soon.

I have some work here.
Then I'll book the seats.

- What work do you have here?
- I need money for business.

- Money?
- Yes, darling.

You won't give me a
penny from your inheritance.

And I have to beg from others.

You say such strange things. Dad's
money is meant for something specific.

How can I give it to you?

All right, have it your way.
Anyway, I've made arrangements.

Oh, it's 10 o'clock. That man
must be waiting for me.

I must leave, darling.
I'll be back by lunch.

- Have some breakfast at least.
- It's a very important appointment.

I'll be back by lunch.

Listen, book our tickets.

Hello, Neena! Hello, Maya.

- How are you?
- Ayah, go out.

Neena, Maya is going to Bombay
tomorrow. You must go with her.

Here's your ticket. Here.

Your seats are in
the same compartment.

Pay attention to one thing, darling; the
child should be with Maya all the time.

She loves kids because
she can't have them.

- But...
- No buts, darling.

The moment the train reaches Dadar,
leave the child and disembark.

And... be careful.

I don't know why I'm scared.

A life, for no reason...

Now, don't be silly, darling. This is life
and one must use one's head, not heart.

After a few days, your son
will be a millionaire.

And you, you'll be mine.

You invited me and came late.

Forgive me; I'm late.

- I'm sorry, darling.
- Come on.

- Booked the tickets?
- No, darling.

I have to go to Calcutta.

- Calcutta?
- Yes.

The man I was to meet
has gone to Calcutta.

Go from Bombay?

No, darling. It's imperative
that I meet him.

I've to meet him today itself,
or my work will suffer.

So must I rot here till then?

Let your enemies rot! Why don't
you return alone tomorrow?

By the time your train reaches
Bombay, I'll be there by air.

Hey, Khanna, why don't see her
to the train tomorrow?

- What's so difficult about that?
- I'll take sister-in-law to the station.

- I think that's a good arrangement. What do you say?
- As you wish.

Don't pull a long face now.
I'll soon be in Bombay with you.

What are you looking for?

I'm looking to see what
you've hidden in your purse.

Be my guest. There's nothing in there
that belongs to the office.

If I find something
from my house?

What do you have in
your house worth stealing?

Some dusty books,
and a maid to dust them.

You are right, Bani. What's there
in my house? It's empty.

And I live in it, totally lost.

How did you get this sickness?

- Thanks to you.
- How is that?

- It's the effect of your company.
- Then, leave me alone.

When you became
my fellow-traveler...

my life changed course

Thousands of lamps
have lit up...

the path of my love

I was delighted,
with the intoxication...

of your lips, colored as they are
by the hues of spring

The seasons are young,
my companion is handsome

and his glances signal
his favors

All the hues and
shades of colors...

have now melded with your eyes

Thousands of lamps
have lit up...

the path of my love

Whither the destination?
Where's the caravan?

In your embrace lies
my whole world

Come, my beloved,
let's go where...

the skies meet the earth
on the horizon

We have gone way past...

our journey's end today

Thousands of lamps
have lit up...

the path of my love

When you became
my fellow-traveler...

my life changed course

Thousands of lamps
have lit up...

the path of my love

- Going to ask for his permission?
- Who is he to give permission?

- Then why are you going?
- I have work. - What?

Tell you later.

This is a map of platform 5.

According to you, Maya's
compartment is the third.

I'll bring Bani there
under some pretext.

We'll stand here.

There's a bench about
two feet away.

You stand on this bench.

You'll be able to aim easily from here.
But keep one thing in mind.

The moment the train halts,
finish your job, and jump off this fence.

I'll have a motorcycle waiting
for you here. lts number is 5500.

- 5500. Understood?
- Yes. - Er... look...

Here's your money...

and take this. Remember,
you mustn't miss.

- Khanna never misses.
- Good, good!

Govind, Madam is coming with
the child tonight.

Take the car and bring Ms. Bani.

- She's not home right now.
- Wait there for her until she returns.

But sir, Ms. Bani is waiting at home.

- What did you say?
- She's waiting inside.

Hello, Bani, you're well?

Hmmm. I'm glad you've
gotten over your anger.

Where's your luggage?

I haven't come to stay. I've come for
the money uncle left me in his will.

Oh. So that's it.

You're become very smart.
You found your own bridegroom?

- Tell me about him.
- It's none of your business!

Why are you fighting?

I only wanted to know the name of
the young man who tamed this lioness.

I haven't come to crack jokes.
I came for the money.

Who's joking? Bani, you know only
your sister can disburse the money.

She's coming by the midnight train.
Meet her.

- Where are you going?
- To the station to meet her.

I, too, am going there.
Come with me.

25 minutes to go.

Arre, what's this? See what
movie is playing here.

Good gracious! The poor fellow's dead.

- What happened?
- What a terrible accident!

No, no, no! I did not
kill my sister.

The circumstances and the law
are against you.

Tell us the truth. Who's your
accomplice who fired the second shot?

I have no accomplice.
I don't know anybody!

You do know him!

- How much did you pay him?
- I didn't pay anyone! I've no accomplice.

How many times must I say
that I didn't kill my sister?

Why don't you... call Mr. Ajay?

Constable, take her away.

- Hello? Ajay speaking.
- Inspector Rane, Agripada police station.

What a bore!! Is this any time
to wake me up? Anyway, tell me.

Ajay, do you know
Miss Bani Choudhary?

Bani? Yes, of course.
She's my secretary.

She's been arrested for murder.

- Murder? Whose murder?
- Her sister's.

I didn't kill anyone, Ajay.

I'd gone with my brother-in-law
to meet her at the station.

I don't know how the pistol
wound up in my purse.

And it went off.

I didn't commit the murder, Ajay.
I didn't kill her.

I'll look after everything, Bani.

But tell me the truth.

What? Don't you
believe me either?

It doesn't matter if I believe you, Bani;
you have to be proved innocent.

Tell me the truth. Where
did you get the pistol?

I don't know, Ajay!
I don't know.

Where did you go
after leaving me?

Straight to brother-in-law's house.
Then to the station to meet my sister.

But you never told me
your sister was coming?

Where did I know?
My brother-in-law told me.

- Who else did you meet?
- Nobody at all.

Nobody?

Don't worry, Bani.
I'll free you.

But I still can't believe
Bani is capable of murder.

Only because she's
your friend's beloved?

No, lnspector. I know her
quite well.

- She's a simple girl.
- That could be a personal opinion.

But if she's really committed
a murder, do you know your duty?

Yes, I do.

The bullet found in Mrs. Rai Mohan's
body was not fired from this pistol.

Hey, drive slowly.
Drive slowly, I say!

- Why? What's the matter?
- Something will happen soon if it hasn't already.

Look here, this guy had the
same disease as you do.

I mean, he wanted to reach home in a
hurry, but reached God's abode instead.

Understood?

If he wanted to die with Rs.5500,
he could've willed it to me.

So the cash that went into a government
bank would have been in my pocket.

Eh? Very good!
That man resembles me.

- Your face resembles that of a monkey as well.
- Resembles grapes?!

- Langoor! (Monkey.) - I thought
you meant grapes. It's the season.

Monkey.

But yet... my late wife and I
loved Bani very much.

I don't understand anything.

Why did Bani do
such a crazy thing?

Who was it who fired
the second shot?

Second bullet?

What are you saying?

Yes, your wife was shot twice.

Only one shot was fired
from Bani's pistol.

- But who could that be?
- That's what we want to know.

But... if there was
another person...

someone at the station
would have seen him.

No.

Do you suspect
any of Bani's friends?

As long as Bani lived here, I never
saw her meet anyone like that.

But after leaving us,
obviously, I can't say.

You'd mentioned earlier that
Bani was strangely quarrelsome.

Did your wife and Bani
ever quarrel?

Small arguments take place
in every family, lnspector.

But... nothing serious.

As far as I know.

Mr. Rai, did Bani ever
come here after she left?

Just once.

That, too, on that ill-omened night
that she shot her sister.

Why'd she come?

Only she knows.

But... all she told me was that
she had come for the money...

that her uncle had willed her.

A will? May I see it?

Why not? Of course.
I'll get it.

Here, look.

This is the will that hides
the secret behind the murder.

It clearly says...

that "My only daughter Maya will be
the sole heir to my property."

"And her children after her demise."

"But if Maya dies without issue...

my niece Bani will
inherit everything."

Milord, I shall now prove that
the accused shot Maya for the property.

Because when she shot Mrs. Maya
she didn't know that...

that Mrs. Maya's child, the true heir
to this wealth was already born.

Inspector Chauhan, how many
bullets hit Maya?

Two. One in the chest,
the other simply grazed her ear.

How many shots were fired
at the time of the murder?

Only two.

Did you see both shots
being fired?

No. I only heard
the first shot.

When I turned around, I saw
the accused firing the second shot.

Isn't it possible that she
fired the first shot, too?

No. When I confiscated her pistol,
I found only one shot had been fired.

A second person fired the
second shot from another gun.

- Right?
- Yes.

How long after the first
shot was the second fired?

Barely a second later.
In fact, even less.

So that means the accused was
already lifting her hand to shoot?

Yes.

- Are you the ballistic expert?
- Yes.

You reported that the bullet found
in the deceased Maya's body...

wasn't fired from the pistol held
by the accused, Bani.

- Right?
- Yes.

Which pistol was in the accused's hands
at the time of the murder?

- .38.
- .38.

And the bullet found in Mrs. Maya's
body was fired from what pistol?

.38.

Can you easily obtain .38 pistols
in this country?

No. The license is not usually
provided to the common man.

Milord, two killers fired two shots at
Mrs. Maya with two different pistols.

These pistols were of the same make,
and were fired almost simultaneously.

At the same target.

Doesn't this prove, Milord...

that both these killers were part
of the same conspiracy?

- Any questions?
- No.

You may leave.

Now I will prove, Milord,
who profited from this murder.

The accused, Bani,
or the other killer.

And to prove this, I begin with
a strange witness...

who probably knew
about the murder at a time...

when the real killers hadn't
even thought of it.

I think this bald man
will crucify Bani.

- Professor Swami...
- You forgot 'Muthu'. Call me Muthuswami.

-Professor Muthuswami, are you
an astrologer?

Yes, my ancestors were
also astrologers.

Meaning you have predicted
the destiny of generations.

'Mukhtabdil'? What does that mean?

I've heard of the Hindu Code,
but what is this new bill?

- Order! Order!
- I wish to know if you predict the future?

For a fee of Rs.501, sir.

Last year, after accepting Rs.501, you'd
written something about Maya's future.

Something? You call this 'something'?
Just read it and see.

28 March. Within a month, Maya will
suffer a tragic train or road mishap.

But she will escape.
It's definite.

- What else is written?
- It's also written...

that for a year from that date,
she will be in danger...

of losing her life at the hands
of a near relative.

If she escapes, she will only die
after bearing five children.

If she had escaped,
couldn't she have borne 5 kids?

Is this merely 'something'?

Mr. Rai Mohan, did Prof. Swamy's
firs prediction come true?

Yes. A month after this prediction,
we narrowly escaped a car accident.

According to the second prediction,
Maya was in danger from a close relative.

Other than Bani, did she have
any other close relative?

Er... no. But we never
suspected poor Bani.

But we were worried that
it might happen by accident.

So I sent my wife out of the city
for the predicted period of danger.

Then why did you bring her back
before the year was up?

The fact is, that period would
have ended at midnight.

And her train was
to arrive at midnight.

I didn't realise what could happen
in just a few seconds.

You had a child when your
wife was away in Delhi.

Did Bani know about this?

No. We'd decided not to tell anyone
until this period was over.

At the time of the murder, the accused
Bani didn't know that Maya had a child.

She only knew that in the
absence of a child, after Maya...

she would inherit the property.

- That's all, Milord.
- Does the defense want to interrogate the witness?

Yes, Milord.

Mr. Rai Mohan, did you
love your wife?

- Yes.
- How much?

A lot.

If you loved her so much,
why didn't you hate her killer?

Er, that... what are you implying,
counselor?

I want to state that you are
committing perjury in court.

You're a conman.

If Bani really killed your wife,
why are you pretending to love her?

My love is not false.

I feel pity for her naivete.

There are some people
in this world...

who present their right cheek
when slapped on the left.

Try facing my slaps!

I'll slap you so hard that
both your cheeks will smart.

- Order, order!
- Mr. Rai Mohan...

how many days before
the murder was your child born?

About a month. Why?

If Bani had known you had
a child, would she have killed?

- Perhaps... perhaps not.
- Then why hide it from her?

I hid nothing from her.

Bani herself stopped meeting me.

So I never had the opportunity
to tell her anything.

But you'd an opportunity
that night?

Bani came to you a few hours
before the murder.

Yes. And Maya and the child were
due to arrive in a few hours.

Would it have been better to tell Bani,
or to surprise her with the child?

What do you think?

- Mr. Rai Mohan, have you owned a pistol?
- No.

- How long has Bani lived with you?
- From her childhood.

When she was with you, how many
hours a day would she stay home?

- About 17-18 hours.
- The rest of the time?

- In school.
- Did the school teach her to shoot?

- No.
- According to your statement, in a crowded station...

she shot amidst the crowd.

She shot at a woman
inside a slowing train.

- Right?
- Yes.

A woman who shoots
under these circumstances...

must either be a great marksman,
or absolutely crazy.

Do you think Bani is mad?

No. Just a good marksman.

When she never learned to shoot
at your house, or at school...

where did she learn to shoot?

I object, Milord. The defence
counsel's question is irrelevant.

I don't think so. Only a good
marksman can commit this crime.

- Not anyone else.
- We will prove that too, Milord.

Your question is only where
the accused learned to shoot.

For many months she has worked
as secretary to the defense counsel.

Whatever it is, I request the court
to give us time to gather evidence.

Granted. You have 15 days.

The question is why was she
killed at a crowded station?

She wasn't allowed to reach home.

It's possible the killer didn't want
Mrs. Rai Mohan to meet or talk to anyone.

Meaning Mrs. Rai knew some secret...

that might be dangerous
for the killer.

Absolutely!

That is why she was killed at
the station, before getting home.

If that were so, then
why wasn't she killed in Delhi?

Assume this murder
took place in Delhi. Then...

Then our secretary wouldn't
be trapped...

and we would have been spared.

So the murder happened
in Bombay to frame Bani.

But what's the reason
for her murder?

Only Mrs. Rai Mohan and
her killer know the motive.

But Mrs. Rai Mohan can't talk
because the poor woman is dead.

And the killer doesn't want to die.

I think something happened
in Delhi that caused the murder.

The child was born in Delhi.

- Child...
- Yes, Mrs. Rai Mohan's.

Yes! Brilliant, Moti, brilliant!

For once, you said
something sensible.

I'm always sensible, but you've
realized it for the first time.

Hello? Indian Airlines?

- Please book me a seat for Delhi.
- Delhi?

It's beyond your comprehension.
You handle Rai Mohan here.

Hello? Yes? Ajay.
Ajay Kumar.

Uh... 88491. Yes.

Payment?

Got a good customer.

- Hello, Mr. Motilal.
- Hello.

- K. Kapoor. Mrs. K. Kapoor?
- Please come in. - Thank you.

Tell me, how far has
the case progressed?

The case is getting more and
more confusing by the day.

But Mr. Ajay said there's
no reason to worry.

Everything is fine but
we can't find the killer.

Killer? But what's the killer
got to do with my case?

Uh... er... Your case?

That's on the 8th.

Where's your ayah?

So that's your killer.

Er... not the killer but a step
towards finding the killer.

I want to ask her
some questions.

So it would be extremely
kind of you to call her.

- Rosie! Rosie!
- Please ask her not to tell anyone about my queries.

Listen, this man is
a good friend of mine.

Whatever he asks you, don't
tell anyone else. Understood?

Rosie, who's the girl who came
with you from the milk center?

She's Marina, my childhood friend.

Oh, so she's a childhood friend?

And who were her
childhood friends?

Eh? Don't you remember?
Try and recall, Rosie.

Or my Rosie will be in trouble.

Where have I gone?
I've come to meet my Marina.

- To meet Marina?
- Yes. - But that's me.

You? Strange!
When did you grow up?

This child... is yours?

No, it's my master's.
He just left in the car.

And the woman with him?
Is she his sister?

She's not his sister,
but his sweetheart.

But who're you to ask?

- You don't recognize your John D'Souza?
- John?

You're so grownup?

- Yes.
- Where's the mole on your nose?

I'd been rubbing my nose
for the past 10 years...

So yesterday, the mole vanished
and today, I found you.

Rub your nose a little more.

Look towards me, my beauty

It's the month of June

Give me the cooling shade
of your tresses

I'm sweating because of the heat!

Listen to what my heart says

Oh gorgeous one, don't make me
burn and yearn for you

I'm becoming ill from sorrow,
heal me

Fan me with your veil, cool me

I am Madam Marina

Stay away, drippy perspiration!

Talk from afar

Don't ever come near me

Millions here sigh for me

You tell me, what should I do?

Of whose heart should I be mindful?

By whose sorrow
should I be affected?

Look towards me, my beauty

It's the month of June

Give me the cooling shade
of your tresses

I'm sweating because of the heat!

I've been devastated
for an eternity now

We're legendary lovers, you and I.
You're Shireen, I'm Farhad

Don't think I'll leave you
and go away home

If it comes to that,
I'll die on your threshold

I am Madam Marina

Stay away, drippy perspiration!

Talk from afar

Don't ever come near me

Look towards me, my beauty

It's the month of June

Give me the cooling shade
of your tresses

I'm sweating because of the heat!

Look towards me, my beauty...

- Hello? - 241404?
- Speaking please.

- Trunk call for Mr. Motilal, from Delhi.
- Put him on.

- Hello? Hello, Moti, Ajay here.
- Hello, Ajay. Found anything new?

Not a thing. Everything
is as Rai Mohan testified.

I even went to the maternity home.
I'm now at the hotel she stayed in.

But there's nothing suspicious here.

- Tell me, did you find anything?
- Just a letter.

Addressed to Mrs. Rai Mohan
redirected from Grand Hotel.

What? Hotel Grant? Just
read out the whole address.

Mrs. Rai Mohan, Room 301,
Hotel Grant, Delhi.

Hotel Grant?

- Yes, please?
- Was a Mrs. Rai Mohan staying here a few days ago?

Just a moment, please.

Yes, Mrs. Maya Rai Mohan. She left
on 27th March after a stay of 7 months.

- Did she bear a child?
- Child? No. She didn't have any child.

- No child?
- No.

Can you tell me what kind
of people came to meet her?

As far as I know,
she lived alone.

Er, Ahmed, you were on duty in 301
last month, weren't you?

- Yes sir. I was on duty.
- Who visited Mrs. Rai Mohan?

No one at all. Oh, two men visited her
two days before she left the hotel.

One man left that same day;
the other stayed in an adjacent room.

They ate together and
finally left together.

- What was his name?
- Mr. Khanna.

- Can you describe him?
- Who can forget his face, sir?

A round-faced man, with bushy
eye brows and piercing eyes...

thin lips, a moustache like a hero,
and a deep scar near his left eye.

Come, you've been called
to the office.

Come, Bani.

Ajay, I feel like I'll suffocate
within these walls.

- And then, you never visited me.
- I've been running around day and night.

Don't lose heart.
Everything will be fine.

I've come to see you today;
Soon, I'll come to take you away.

- When?
- Very soon.

Okay, Bani, tell me, was your sister
pregnant before she left for Delhi?

She never mentioned it.

- Do you have a relative named Khanna?
- Khanna?

- No.
- A friend of your sister's or brother-in-law's?

- As far as I know, no one.
- Try to remember.

He has a deep scar
near his left eye.

A scar? I've never seen
anyone like that.

- At the station?
- Not even there.

How is he related to the case?

Okay, Bani.

- Hello, Sinha.
- Oh, come in, come in. How did you come by here today?

- You can relax, Ms. Margarita.
- Thank you. - Tell me, what's new?

Sinha, I wanted to know if a man's
portrait can be made without seeing him?

I mean, just by the description
of his features.

Why not? I've sketched
one such portrait myself.

- You?
- Yes, me. Would you like to see it?

- Yes. Where is it?
- Come with me.

The girl is my friend's beloved. I
made this by asking him to describe her.

- What does your friend say?
- He feels it resembles the girl.

- Why are you asking?
- I too want to get a portrait made.

- Whose?
- Mr. Khanna's.

- Who is Mr. Khanna?
- He'd stayed at the Grand Hotel, Delhi, a few days ago.

There's a waiter called
Ahmed over there.

He remembers Mr. Khanna well.

Here's the address.

Go to Delhi today.

- Who is that firecracker?
- Neena Devi.

- Meena Devi?
- Yes, she's our famous dancer.

Famous dancer and
I've no clue? Strange.

So come over in the evening.
There's a grand program.

- It's opening night.
- Is that so?

She's dancing again for
the first time in 7 months.

- Oh, so she made others dance to her tune then?
- No, she was on leave.

Oh... Okay, you may also leave.

Hello? Ajay isn't here.

Oh, you're back? You're a strange man.
Why did you end the call yesterday?

My head is still spinning.

I am worried, too, Moti.

Why? What happened?

There were 2 Mrs. Rai Mohans
in Delhi.

Two? Then this is the third.

Friend, there's another one
plotting to be Mrs. Rai Mohan.

- Don't joke.
- Who's joking?

I've seen her myself.
She goes to his house every day.

- Who's she?
- Neena.

- Neena? Neena, who?
- A dancer in Mr. Rai Mohan's hotel.

- How long has she been here?
- 6-7 days.

- Where was she before this?
- On leave for 6-7 months.

Oh, my dear, do listen...

It seems you didn't recognize me

I'd given you my heart

On this very day,
at this very time

'tis not right, this infatuation

Why are you sitting here,
so silent and quiet?

Why are you so distanced
from my love?

Tell me, why are you so distant?

Oh, my dear, do listen...

It seems you didn't recognize me

I'd given you my heart

On this very day,
at this very time

Try to recall
and you'll remember...

that magical moonlight,

the slumbering clouds
on the moon

the slumbering clouds,
the lost breezes

Oh, my dear, do listen...

it seems you didn't recognize me

I'd given you my heart

On this very day,
at this very time

From the time your eyes
fell on me

My heart and soul
have been wounded

You sit here, all-knowing

Recognising that,
and aware of everthing

Oh my dear, do listen...

it seems you didn't recognize me

I'd given you my heart

On this very day,
at this very time

- But why do you want to kidnap the child?
- Simple.

There were 2 Mrs. Rai Mohans
in Delhi.

Only one of them can be
the real mother.

And if she's alive, we'll know
the moment the child vanishes.

Because a mother is a mother.

But where will you
keep the infant?

- That's my responsibility.
- Okay, then, but do be careful.

Don't you worry.

- John, why have you come so late?
- My beloved, I've come to arrest you.

Give me your hand.

- Am I a thief?
- A great one.

- What have I stolen?
- My heart.

Why would I steal your heart?
You must have lost it somewhere.

Give your statement in court
but I will arrest you.

- How will you arrest me?
- Shall I tell you? Like this...

- What is this?
- Love handcuffs that arrests 2 hearts.

Engagement ring!

- How sweet of you!
- Aww...

You're so naughty.
I thought the baby was crying.

- I must leave.
- So early?

I have arrange
for the wedding, no?

- In the night?
- Why delay a good deed? Alright, I've to go.

- When will we meet next?
- At the same time, tomorrow.

Okay, bye.

- Govind, have you taken the baby?
- No.

- Isn't he in the room?
- No. He's not there.

Hello? Hotel Majestic? I'm calling from
the house. Please call the master.

- There's a call for Rai saheb.
- Right.

- Sir, there's a phone call from the house.
- From the house?

Excuse me.

- Hello?
Sir, this is Marina.

Marina? What's it?

- Baby... baby...
- Why are you stuttering? What's the matter?

- The baby has disappeared.
- What??

- The baby has disappeared.
- Where the hell were you?

Hello, darling. Tell me,
did you like the dance?

Why? Why are you silent?

- Come with me.
- Where?

Just come with me. I'll tell you
on the way. Come on.

Who's that?

Oh, it's you, sir.
Come in, please come in.

You ran away the other day.
Today, I won't let you escape.

But today, I haven't come here
so I can run away.

- Really? - Yes.
- Then do sit down.

- So happy?
- Yes. Oh, oh, sorry!

- Oh, be careful. Hope you're not hurt.
- No.

- So you agreed with what I said?
- What did you say?

What did I say?
What do you mean?

Marriage. You ran away the
other day without answering me.

Today, let me see
how you escape.

What do I lack?

Nothing... nothing at all.

Sharp eyes, curly hair...

luscious lips, fair skin.

A graceful body
as delicate as a rose...

as intoxicating as wine.

Anyone who drinks in your beauty
will never regain his senses.

And the best part is that
you dance so well...

that the god of dance himself
would be embarrassed.

Devi... the name fits perfectly.

I'd love to marry you.

But I'm helpless.
I'm already married.

- You're married?
- Yes.

Then what will happen to me?

- Hey, why are you crying?
- She's no more.

- Who?
- Wife.

- Then...
- No, darling...

I don't want to ruin the life
of an innocent girl like you.

You're unmarried and
I'm the father of a child.

Doesn't matter.

Wow, wonderful!
Darling, you're great.

Prabhakar, bring the child.

My dear son, you are
very fortunate.

You found yourself a mother
and a wife for your father.

Take care of him.
I have just one child.

- Okay, I'll take your leave.
- Again?

Okay, you may go. The child is
with me. So you will return.

- Definitely.
- Say bye to Papa.

- You're saying bye?
- Bye-bye!

- How did the child vanish?
- I don't know, sir.

'I don't know!'
Where were you?

I'd just come down, sir.

You wretch! Why did you come down,
leaving the child alone?

I'd come down
to get the baby's milk.

- Had anyone come home?
- No one, sir.

Then did a ghost take him? How did
he vanish with both of you around?

- I don't know, sir.
- You idiot!

Look, Govind, tell me honestly
who came here.

- I'll give you what you want.
- I didn't see anyone come in, sir.

Oh, shut up!

Now hear this. If anyone finds out
the baby is missing, I'll cut your tongue.

Now get out!

- Whom are you calling?
- The police.

Be sensible, Neena.

You may be the child's mom, but
to the world, I'm the father.

And his mother was murdered.

- I don't care. Please let me call the police.
- Neena!

Why don't you understand? If the cops
discover the truth, we will be hanged.

You're only worried about yourself.

- What if... what if... my baby is harmed...
- Neena.

I care more for him than myself.
Whatever I did, I did for him.

Then what's wrong with you now?
Why don't you inform the police?

Try and understand.

I don't want to listen
to anything.

I'm shocked that
you don't understand.

Look, darling, if we complain to the cops,
the kidnappers will be warned.

And his life will be in danger.

Then, my baby...
will he never be found?

- My baby! My baby...
- He'll be found, darling.

Proceed with caution.
Someone surely suspects us.

And look, darling, don't let anyone
know your child has been kidnapped.

Or that you're upset.

- Looked at these carefully?
- Yes, sir, I did.

Then, describe Mr. Khanna's
eyes, lips, eyes and chin.

His eyes were like these,
and this resembles his chin...

and his lips looked like these.
His nose was either this...

or that. It was somewhat
in between these two.

- What do you think?
- This looks exactly like Mr. Khanna.

But you didn't draw
his moustache.

- Moustache? - Yes.
- What sort of moustache? - Like a hero's.

Like this?

There was a deep scar here.

Hello?

Recognize it?
It's your child's voice.

My baby!

You mean, Mr. Rai Mohan's
child, don't you?

You would know better.

Look, I want to talk
only to the child's mother.

If that's not you,
then let's end this call.

Hello? Hello...

Who are you?

Hello? Hello...

I...

I'm the child's mother.

Since you've acknowledged this, tell us
the rest and take your baby back.

But who are you?
Where do I come?

Balkrishna Nivas, Parsi Colony, Dadar.

And listen, if you
try any tricks...

or tell anyone,
your child will suffer.

Hello? Yes?

- Hotel Majestic speaking.
- Hotel Majestic?

- Look, give the line to Miss Neena.
- She has gone out, sir.

- Gone out? When?
- I don't know. She'd received a call.

Telephone?

- What are you doing here?
- I... was going to the hotel.

Come, I'm going there myself.

This chap got the better of us.
If you agree, shall I try it my way?

- Hello! - Hello!
- Here you go, pal. Here's your Mr. Khanna.

I drew him exactly as
the hotel boy described.

Now it's up to you.

I've surely seen
this man somewhere.

- Where have you seen him?
- Wait a sec, let me think and I'll tell you.

Where have I seen him?
In a car? On a train?

- On a bus? - In court?
- No.

- At Rai Mohan's hotel?
- No.

- At the police station?
- No.

- In a picture house?
- A-ha! Remove 'house'. In a picture.

See, Ajay, this is the same man...

who, coincidentally, on the night
of the murder, met his maker.

The police are still searching
for his antecedents.

Neena, there is only one person who
will share your joys and sorrows.

And that's me.

If you keep secrets even from me,
I dread our future life together.

Why don't you tell me?

What's the matter?

- What's wrong with you?
- I don't understand anything!

What do I do?
Where do I go?

I'm beginning to hate myself...
you, everything!

- Get away from me!
- Are you mad?

No.

Today I'm not mad.

I was mad the day I was taken in
by your promise of marriage.

And became your mistress,
dancing in your hotel.

I was mad the day...

- I placed my innocent child in your murderous arms.
- Neena!

Why are you talking so irrationally?
Someone has definitely misled you.

Someone has definitely
misinformed you.

- Tell me who it was. Who was it?
- Nobody misled me!

- Tell me!
- No one at all!

Neena, Neena, darling, forgive me.
I'm as worried as you are.

Perhaps you don't know that
they telephoned me too.

They said they would return the child
if we confess the truth.

- Why don't you tell them then?
- How can I, Neena, how can I?

We'll be hanged and
Bani will inherit everything.

And our child? Helpless, our child
will die of starvation!

- Is this what you want?
- Why don't you inform the cops?

- Take their help?
- Police! Police! Police!

Stop talking about the police!

Don't you understand they will kill
the baby before the cops reach?

Then you won't find your baby's corpse,
let alone your baby.

If you still insist, then go ahead,
call the cops.

Your madness will kill the baby.

Operator, please get me
the direct line.

Take this. Here!

But remember, if the baby is harmed...

you'll be responsible.

Darling, trust me.

I'm trying my best.

Your child will be found.

Give me some time.

I repeat, think again.
This concerns the gutter.

There's no time for caution.
Do what you have to do.

Take this. Be careful.

- Hello, constable. - Got a match?
- Oh... here.

That's a good lighter.
Where did you steal it from?

I didn't steal it, constable.
Finders keepers.

Belongs to the gutter.

- Haven't finished work?
- That's long over.

Bu the supervisor hasn't brought
the truck, so I'm waiting for him.

- Why did you close this?
- If I hadn't, we'd both be locked up.

A cop came along. I got rid of him
with great difficulty.

- Alright, I'll make a move.
- Wait for a couple of minutes.

- I'll just come.
- Alright.

- Is your master in?
- No.

- Do you know when he'll return?
- No idea.

- How's the baby doing?
- Baby?

That baby your master brought
home a few days ago?

My master didn't bring
any baby here.

- What's your name?
- Shankar. - Hmm.

Listen, Shankar...

if there's a baby here,
this Rs.1000 can be yours.

- There's no child here.
- You're lying!

Help! Help!

Keep quiet! Get up!

We'll check his phone.

Very good! Am I the only
fool to bell the cat?

- Why don't you go? - How do I go inside?
- Through the door, obviously.

- What if someone sees me?
- Am I invisible that I'll go unnoticed?

- Moti? - Yes?
- You're Marina's friend, aren't you?

Yes, I am, but it's...

Er... use her as a means
to get in.

She's a means of getting safely
into the compound.

I'm not going
to enter the house.

- Then I'll go.
- Go ahead.

But, listen, what do I tell Bani
if something happens to you?

- No, let me go.
- Give that here. I'll go. - Moti?

- So you will go?
- What else?

And if I don't return,
assume I'm dead.

- Hello? lnspector Jagdish speaking.
- Inspector Jagdish...

Moti speaking. I'm going to take
Rai Mohan's statement.

- What statement?
- His confession.

- How?
- I've a trick up my sleeve.

In the meantime, be ready.

- We might catch Mrs. Rai Mohan's killer today.
- Wish you good luck.

Marina... hmm... she's angry.

Are you angry with your John,
darling? Darling...

I'm nobody's darling!

Hey, you're crying.
What's wrong?

As if you care.

How would you know what happened
here in just three days?

What happened?

My master's baby disappeared.

So what's the big deal?
I'll inform the cops right away.

No, John, no. The master has
forbidden us from telling anyone.

- Is that so?
- I might even lose my job.

John's sweetheart is worried
about an ayah's job? Silly.

But, tell me, who's in
the house now?

- No one at all.
- No one? Then, come on.

- Er, when will your master come?
- He always comes late.

Really? Then, come on.

- Listen, how long are you on duty?
- Until 8 o'clock.

If Ms. Neena gets a call or
goes out, inform me immediately.

- Yes, sir.
- I'm going straight home.

Hmph! Third class!

If the piano is removed, this will
look like my servant's room.

- Servant's room?
- Yes, because my house in Goa...

- is 10,000 times better than this.
- Really? - Of course!

- Where is the switchboard?
- Whatever for?

Switchboard? For this machine.

- What's the machine for?
- You.

For your voice. So I can
record it.

So we can send the recording
to the company for a job.

The job is for you.

And you...

- Really?
- Yes. Where is it?

Gently... gently...

Very good. Thank you!

My beloved, I lost myself
in your gaze

I lost my heart, my dear,
I lost my heart

I repressed a smile
and fell into your trap

It became difficult
to take my eyes away

I lost my heart, my dear,
I lost my heart

My beloved, I lost myself
in your gaze

You threw Cupid's dart while walking,
in such a way...

that I was left
wringing my hands

It's become very difficult
to save myself

I've lost my heart, my dear,
I've lost my heart

My beloved, I've lost myself
in your gaze

I haven't been able to sleep
since that day

when my eyes met your gaze

It is getting difficult to
spend the nights alone

I've lost my heart, my dear,
I've lost my heart

My beloved, I've lost myself
in your gaze

My master is back! Hide!

Hello? Oh... it's you, Neena.

You...
Go away from here.

Just a minute, darling.

No, darling. Not yet.

But I'm trying my best
to find the child.

- Why... why do you worry?
- I know how hard you're trying.

But I warn you, I want my child
or I'll call the police!

Are you out of your mind, Neena?

Our hands are tainted with blood.

We'll be hanged.

You worry about yourself. Let
the police handle the kidnappers.

What nonsense are you spouting, Neena?
I'm surprised you cannot understand.

Look, Neena, listen...

you delivered the baby in the
maternity home as Mrs. Rai Mohan.

You traveled with my wife
from Delhi to Bombay.

And you left your child
in that same compartment.

- Understood?
- I did all this at your bidding.

That's true. But there's no other witness
to this other than the two of us.

And Mr. Khanna?

I sent Mr. Khanna to the same place
I sent my wife.

Now if you go to the police...

then remember
we will be in trouble.

I'm ready to be hanged
for my child's sake.

- I'll definitely inform the police.
- Wait, Neena!

It would be a mistake for you
to go to the police.

But if you're so insistent...

then I'll report it myself.

Rest assured.

Now I'll rest only after
I bring back your child.

He's put the phone down.

You may leave.

John!

John's life is in complete disorder,
my love. Some other time.

Johnny!

What a strange man you are!
What if I'd suffered a heart attack!

- Got the job done?
- Our job is done...

but someone else
is going to be killed.

- What happened?
- He put the phone down...

and got a pistol. I thought
Motilal's days were numbered.

But it was a blessing
that he didn't see me.

- Then?
- He went out, got into his car and drove off.

I'm still sweating.
Let's get out of here.

Hotel Majestic? Miss Neena, please.
Yes, yes, Neena.

Miss Neena, Ajay speaking.
Rai Mohan is coming to kill you!

Save yourself somehow.
I'm informing the police.

- What sort of a joke is this?
- Hurry, inspector.

Rai Mohan has gone to
Hotel Majestic to kill Neena.

- Who is Rai Mohan?
- Please step this side.

Our hands are tainted with blood.

He's the man who got Khanna to
kill his wife at Bombay Central...

and then, killed him too.

- But who are you?
- Ajay. Lawyer.

Headquarters? Rush to Hotel Majestic.

Throw away the pistol
or you'll be shot. Beware!

If you take one step forward,
I'll shoot her!

You've not followed me,
but your own death.

Our hands are tainted with blood.

We will both be hanged.
Why don't you understand?

You delivered the baby in the
maternity home as Mrs. Rai Mohan.

You traveled with my wife
from Delhi to Bombay.

Upon reaching here, you left your child
in that same compartment.

- Understood?
- I did all this at your bidding.

That's true. But there's no other witness
to this other than the two of us.

And Mr. Khanna?

I sent Mr. Khanna to the same place
I sent my wife.

If you still wish to report this
to the police, go ahead.

But remember,
we will be in trouble.

This evidence proves that
the accused, Bani, is innocent.

Therefore, this court acquits
the accused, Bani.

Congratulations, Mr. Ajay.

Excuse me. Best of luck.

Order. Order!

So, this proves that the
accused, Bani, is a killer.

And so skillful an assassin...

that, with one glance,
she destroyed Ajay, her lawyer.

Therefore, by section 302 of the
Indian Penal Code...

the accused, Bani, is sentenced to
life mprisonment in Ajay's private jail.

And the court of love is adjourned
for the honeymoon season.