Year 2046.
Climate change had turned Neo Kochi into a city losing its coastline to the sea.
Poverty rose high, heaped within the slums,
while the ultra-rich lived in vast, climate-controlled towers.
Television was now nothing but a propaganda machine.
AI-generated celebrity faces slowly silenced real human voices.
Hospitals served only the wealthy elite.
The poor learned to survive on their own.
And the government turned a blind eye, steeped in corruption.
As the city sank deeper into chaos,
black-market technologies began to take over.
Would you like you to continue with Eathen's Memories?
Pay 25 units to modify the memory.
-Housekeeper… -Yes, Bimal?
play positive music.
Breeze slipped through the rainbow's doors
and sunlight waited on distant shores
Breeze slipped through the rainbow's doors
and sunlight waited on distant shores
With a thousand arms
Dad…
IBDEI Bank is giving loans now at just two percent interest.
You should consider taking it, Dad.
We have to think about our family's safety, right?
-Hello. -Yes, sir. Tell me.
I don't want personalized ads.
I already have a premium subscription… for the purifier.
Also…
Stop digging up years-old family photos
from my social media just to shove ads at me.
Sir, did you accept cookies?
I didn't accept any cookies or biscuits.
And even if I did, that's not the solution!
Sir, your membership has expired. Sorry.
-Aren't you just a chatbot? -Yes, I'm your chatbot.
I want to talk to your manager!
Call connecting to manager.
Our human representative will speak to you shortly.
Please wait.
A moment, please.
Hello, sir… to upgrade your purifier membership to Premium Plus…
-say "yes." -Hello?
Hey… don't mess with me!
Housekeeper…
Please keep playing positive music.
Still trying to connect with your manager.
Listen…
I'm boarding the train now, so please shut up.
We paint the wonders eyes have never seen
And melt within them, turning into colors
We paint the wonders eyes have never seen
And melt within them, turning into colors
What's the most memorable event for you?
Ouch!
-Burnt! -It's okay.
Dasappan… didn't you let it cool first?
What's your most valuable memory of us?
I…
…don't remember the last three years clearly.
Maybe because the drugs and gaming went too far.
By the last three years, do you mean our time together?
Don't you remember anything about us?
Even Tungudu has naturally started fading away, right?
Everything feels fogged to me.
I only remember edges.
I'm even wondering if I should go to the hospital,
do that procedure and delete all those memories like you did.
If you do it, you'll forget it too.
They only erase that specific memory.
In my case…
I only have her photos with me…
but I don't remember anything.
No pain.
They still push products using her images.
I see them too…
on some hoardings and boards.
But…
after the procedure…
it doesn't hurt that much.
Didn't we upload her death certificate on the government website?
Yeah, yeah.
My late grandmother popped up yesterday…
asking me to buy some stamina-increasing tablet.
How do they dig up all this?
For an instant boost of mind and body…
just take Deeto Plus Tablets!
Energy that never sleeps!
Well… there's no flesh-and-blood human in customer care now.
Only chatbot bums everywhere!
Don't you play games now to reset your mind?
Full body memory experience.
Yeah. I still do.
Then I score a memory, jump into it, and play.
Hey, when we experience someone else's memory…
is it their memory…
or ours?
Doesn't it end up becoming ours?
I played a memory game called Eathen's War.
Some random guy shooting random people somewhere.
Probably an American guy.
Trying to establish democracy, maybe!
Isn't this meant for kids?
Like, barely out of diapers.
-No! -No!
-It's just a game. -Not the usual kind.
These games are played with devices.
In a Chinese hospital ICU,
they extract traumatic memories like right before death,
moments before an accident or the car flipping…
or the last breath before the parachute tangles--
-No… -That experience--
There are happy memories too.
Those hospital guys steal them, extract and convert them into cartridges.
If we plug that into our game console, we literally experience their memory.
What makes you think this is the original memory?
It's true that they're generated images enhanced by AI.
But the memory is real.
I have a memory of my college trip to Kodaikanal.
How about that?
Can I put it up for sale?
Yeah, even diarrhea memories are out there.
But no one wants to try those.
You eat first, bro.
Did you modify the memory or just experience it?
You need credit to modify.
And it's image generation…
if you modify the end pieces in beta, it turns terrifying…
you'll freak out.
You should modify it fully before playing.
Don't you want a mind reset?
Don't you feed him?
He already devoured two plates!
Poor fellow!
He's Alpha.
Alpha male!
I go around pampering him like this.
The perfect guy to pamper!
Named Alpha, but eats like a panda!
Listen, there's not even a situationship between us.
So…
I found him when I moved out of home.
Like a microship inside a nanoship.
-Yuck! -That's it.
300 credits received. Thank you!
There was an actress you had a fantasy about, right?
-Who? -One crazy lady!
-Who acts like a superstar… -Must be Soman's daughter.
-Yeah, Fida Soman. -Not Fida…
Frida…
Frida Soman!
O' you, hot evening lamp
Setting my heart on fire
Crossing the sun-lit days of yellow
O' golden moon, you drift into the night
When dark clouds gather and roar on the hills
you turn into the rising wind
When wild waves shake faraway seas
you rise as the magic that binds them
Hey, you
that spicy delight every heart desires
O' the wind that shakes the little lotus is here
and it calms my mind
Do you remember making me dress up like her?
Shit, man!
O' the wind that shakes the little lotus is here
and it calms my mind
O' the wind that shakes the little lotus is here
and it calms my mind
That killed my mood. Come again.
-I don't… remember that. -Oh, really?
-Don't twist my hand. -Really?
-All fine? -Yeah.
Anu, should I punch him?
-No need. -Good for you, man.
Take care.
One of her experience bits leaked out.
Charlie's got it.
What?
She was hooking up with her boyfriend and…
It's called Simon's Memory.
But… I don't watch porn anymore.
Oh!
That's better, bro.
Otherwise, testosterone will start leaking out.
Charlie texted me this.
Still flirting even after I said I'm your wife.
Ugh, such pervs!
To give "extraordinary care"…
I didn't get rude.
I just told him to get lost.
Then why didn't you tell me about it?
Listen, Alpha…
I chose not to overreact.
Cheers!
It's not the first time children have died while their parents are still alive.
And neither of us is at fault for that.
We lost Tungudu.
But we still have life left to live.
Come.
What is your most important memory?
What's someone's most important memory?
The day I was born…
I don't remember that.
First day of school…
The day I was almost at death's door with a fever and an injection pulled me back…
Hmm, barely remember that.
Yeah!
A cockroach inside my tiffin box at school…
Mom!
First kiss with Anindya…
What is the most memorable event for you?
What's the most important memory?
I'll tell you.
Hands as gentle as the flutter of a butterfly's wings.
Memories that smell like a monsoon breeze.
Like a yesteryear film's forgotten philosophy.
Tungudu…
My daughter.
Memories like her death,
the kind that won't erase from the heart even if there's a delete button.
Memories of a man who fears suicide…
so he downloads near-death experiences from strangers
and survives like the living dead every day.
-Housekeeper… -Yes, Bimal?
Take everything I just said, every event, every inch of my depression…
and create a swag song.
-I just wanna fly! -Song is ready!
Memories heap and ignite in sudden bloom
across the darkest corridors of my mind
And we drift as faint visitors, fading into its depths
I didn't ask you to compose a song for my funeral!
-Sorry. -Housekeeper… a trip song…
Use this information and cook up a trip track.
Here you go, the next song!
Memories heap and ignite in sudden bloom
across the darkest corridors of my mind
And we drift as faint visitors, fading into its depths
You're in the POV of someone lost in New Gali
We grew up new
Most important memory, it seems!
Oh, where we brought us, this hocus, no history
Tell me what's real babe
I'm glitching on a daily
Traded my honey, all my money, lost identity
Baseline B bending 'cause they're feeding on our memories
Our memories, our memories They're comin' for our memories
Just faint visitors…
Up…
Down…
Up…
Down.
Back.
Left turn…
Right turn…
Back!
Front.
Kick!
Right turn…
Jump.
One, two, three, four.
Bro…
why are you trying to flirt with Anindya?
I see you as a brother, right?
Never even try to hit on Anindya again.
I wasn't flirting or hitting on her, Bimal.
I just asked her something, casually.
Huh?
What?
Aren't you both already separated?
You're on a break, right?
So, she's single.
And so are you.
So if needed, I'll hit on her.
Even convert if it comes to that.
Of course, only with consent.
But your orientation and interests are different, man!
That keeps shifting depending on my mood.
It changes on some days.
Whoa…
Bitiby…
hope you're getting charged on time.
Yes, boss.
-70% battery. -Wow! Go ahead, I'll join.
Hey, ever heard of ethics or what?
Ethics?
Break!
Break time. Meet you all in 30 minutes.
Bitiby…
Ethics? Please, get lost.
It's strictly between us.
-You think she doesn't have needs? -Damn…
-She said you were talking porn. -No, no.
Not porn.
I told her I have an experience leaked memory…
just an adult-level discussion about that.
It's an old trick from our generation.
We'd crack a naughty joke; if she laughed, we'd convert it.
A cheap trick.
-But here, it's different. -You know we were partners, huh?
I never said porn.
I was just chatting, man.
Even that wasn't me; it was my avatar, Dingappan.
-Dung? -Dingappan.
Hi, Anindya!
Avatar? You and your stupid tactics.
Bro, do you have any near-death experience games?
-I need a game with extreme stimulus. -Stimulus, huh?
What's that?
Farmvily.
A virtual farming game practice.
Our Gen-Z forefathers didn't leave us anything…
so let me buy two virtual cents of land,
raise a goat and at least earn a few credits.
You want a near-death experience, right?
Come.
A wolf in sheep's clothing!
Hey…
honestly, I wasn't trying to hit on your wife.
There was literally no one else online at that time.
But still… you doubted me.
That hurt me.
Bro…
in this whole world, the only person I trust…
is YOU!
Frida's…
and that too, right here in our place.
-Did you watch it? -Bro, I'm the only person who watched it.
It's a 4-minute piece.
Frida with a guy named Simon… Oh my!
and when we play the game, we take Simon's role!
Simon's memory.
I have a copy of it with me.
But I haven't shared it with anyone yet.
To wipe the depression off your mind…
stepping in as your brother…
I'll give it to you.
You'll love it.
Are you still her fan?
I was a fan. Long ago…
when Super Kanmani released.
First day, first show!
You keep flying over and over,
Blabbering your windsong all over
Flying like an eagle in a widening sky
Flying and forgetting everything in your wake
You keep soaring endlessly
Whispering your windsong everywhere
Gliding like an eagle in an open sky
Leaving the world behind in your wake
Just soaring, rising higher and higher,
Kanmani takes to the skies
Climbing, higher and higher,
Kanmani rides the wind
She's soaring free
Kanmani drifts along the skies
She's soaring free
Kanmani sails along
Brawl on repeat, revenge on beat, hit on the head, run to defeat
Slamming down, grabbing in heat
A fate rides on it, slammed by deceit
That's the fate, that's the deep deceit
Brawl on repeat, revenge on beat, hit on the head, run to defeat
Slamming down, grabbing in heat
A fate rides on it, slammed by deceit
That's the fate, that's the deep deceit
Brawl on repeat, revenge on beat, hit on the head, run to defeat
Slamming down, grabbing in heat
Kanmani glides on, untouched
Brawl on repeat, revenge on beat, hit on the head, run to defeat
Slamming down, grabbing in heat
Forgetting everything in her wake
Kanmani keeps soaring high
Kanmani…
don't leave us until the war is over.
No time for wishy-washy talks, my love.
I have no choice but to go.
Xanadu needs me.
Then why didn't you marry someone from Xanadu?
My kids will be left without a mom!
-Calm down, kid. -Didn't I tell you we don't need kids now?
There will be a time without crimes.
Then I will return.
Please wait for me, darling.
Kanmani…
then I'll take care of the kids.
-For sure! -And when exactly is that?
Kanmani!
They shouldn't see my tears, darling.
-Don't cry, my dear. -Mom is leaving, dears.
Baby…
bye-bye!
Frida Soman, the Indian artist from Kerala…
who has made it big in Bollywood,
Hollywood and non-AI traditional filmmaking.
You haven't fallen
You haven't risen
yet you've carved a sacred bond with God
I'm inspired by her.
I'm a big fan of her.
I love her so much!
You haven't fallen
You haven't risen
The international star and award winner slayed it unexpectedly this year!
Thank you so much for this honor!
This is such a big honor…
but…
I'm rejecting this award!
She's a hypocrite.
The day this award comes in the shape of a woman…
only then…
only then will I accept this honor!
I'm really sorry.
Please translate.
I'm sorry.
Well…
she has just rejected this Acsar award.
I'm sorry.
The international local star from Malayalam!
How dare you mock Frida Soman!?
I love her style and boldness.
I support her for rejecting the award.
What do you think about Frida refusing the award because the statue is of a man?
In Udupi, there's a temple where she installed her own statue.
This one probably won't match that level.
This is the first time a temple has been built for a Malayalam actress in Udupi.
Heard you have a temple in Udupi…
Are you the deity there?
Oh God!
BETWEEN TWO CACTI
I've heard that too.
Everything's so magical for me.
The reason behind our Goddess Frida's blessings is…
the uninterrupted night ceremony and milk offering we do from Monday to Friday.
Oh wow! Is that milk?
Let's confirm it with our reporter.
Kai, is that actually milk being poured?
She probably doesn't even know a temple like this exists…
or that there's a deity installed here.
We're not even sure if she deserves it.
The clash between star fandoms
is now between the fans of star actress Frida and ex-superstar Avinash Palode!
There are only 2-3 real superstars like us left
for the people who still watch traditional films.
The rest are AI celebrities.
What's your take on that?
Rivalry? Really?
We're people who ate from the same career and slept in the same caravan.
And fans are saying
that my cameo in the film she led is the reason it became a hit
and the reason she turned into a star.
Her lips spill into a river of sweetness
To cross that tempting stream
no god of love will lead the way
no god at all
Heart stirs wild in her eyes
A hidden fire trembles beneath
and she slays above it all
You've been on a break for a while now, right?
I did 10-12 completely useless movies just so people don't forget my face.
And I guess to forget the memories from watching those movies…
the same people are depending on hospitals.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I survive by depending on those same hospitals.
We're actually working out a revenue share deal between us.
What do you know about Avinash Palode?
Almost nothing!
I'll tell you.
Once on a movie set,
he created chaos at the hotel and the boss banned him.
You know what he did next?
He literally bit off all the A/C circuits over there.
Worse than his uncle.
When his uncle pulled the same stunt on Mohannath's shoot and got banned…
he went and bit the generator instead.
I'm telling you, rats run in their bloodline.
Pure certified menace!
In this age ruled by AI…
the only 'complete artist' left is the one and only Frida Soman!
You are the metaphor lighting up the metaverse,
the sattisor vibe, a scent that drifts like soft magic
just a skibidi bomb, blowing in without a cue
a blasty atom bomb wrapped in pure allure
a pretty momo dropping chilli straight into the heart
O' bird, tie me up with nothing but your eyes
smooth clout charm and ready to melt the room
local fire steady, the vibe hot and clear
a sizzling spark spilling everywhere,
mass look burning bright, and she's all rizz,
a delulu-evoking item no one can resist
Decent shooter…
Pro shooter…
I'll master "decent shooter" then move on to pro.
The bullet isn't firing!
Take the gun! Take it!
I'm a decent shooter.
Please consider my decency for once!
Zombies with serious cravings!
Are you my fanboy?
Frida!
Thank you for coming!
So she begins with thanks?
I should be the one thanking you for this opportunity, madam!
The pleasure's mine!
Madam, you're getting very close!
Just miss, just miss! It's fine.
Please help me.
Don't tell anyone about this.
Madam, why would I do that?
One always takes the fall… and I fall for you-
AI camera, automated emergency response system, biometrics, CCTV--
we should switch all of this off, Shaji.
CCTV, TV, AC, fridge, fan…
and the mosquito coil… let's turn everything off, madam.
But I have to tell you something.
I love you!
Thank you!
-Thank you? -Shaji, did you bring everything?
Yes, yes.
I brought rope, chain and hammer.
But…
what are we going to do with kerosene and lighter fluid?
To burn.
-Burn? -To burn the CCTV room.
Oh! Huh?
-Madam… -I thought Shaji was wild.
Madam, I'm extremely wild.
But… by burning?
Can't you light some fire for me?
If it's difficult, forget it.
Difficult? I'll set this entire place on fire!
This is to confuse the cameras. They can't track us when we wear this.
It has a special surveillance coating.
Then didn't someone see you on the way here?
But, no one knows I came here to burn things…
I actually came to turn up the heat!
Why's it full of stains and spots though?
I don't care even if he burns to a crisp!
Are you my fanboy?
I'll buy all the kerosene Madam wants.
Madam, will you tie it or should I?
Shaji, Sha…
Shaji!
-Oh no! Blood! -Shaji, listen to me, please!
Shaji! Don't sob, man!
Sorry, Shaji. I messed up.
-Shaji, I don't know what to do! -Me neither!
-Please help me. I'm all alone! -How can I help?
This guy, this son of a bitch barged into my room and…
Let me check.
-Oh no! What's with this face? -Do you know him?
You smashed his face and then ask who he is?
Good! Good for you. You're safe.
-You're safe! -I'm safe?
This jerk deserved to die! Just think of it that way.
Shaji, you trust me, right? You do, right?
Don't you trust me, huh?
Madam…
-I've never seen a dead body in my life. -I have.
Don't stress.
But whenever I have seen one, it's with the pyre, funeral rites and all that…
-Automatic crematorium, right? -Yeah, yeah.
Shaji… Shaji…
Shaji!
Don't you know the struggle I took
through deep forest, crossing rivers, jumping walls all by myself?
Why did you come like this, madam?
It's a metaphor!
As I'm not a nepo-kid I'm being targeted. Don't you know?
I wouldn't know.
Shaji, wouldn't this burn too if the whole building fires up?
Let me check.
-Hey… hey… -Open it, quick!
Has the fire gone out? Tell me.
Run for your life, man!
What?
Looks like the fire's out, just smoke left.
Shaji, my dear…
-Shaji, my dear, hold… -Of course!
-Not me! I'll punch you! Hold this. -Oh, him?
Ugh!
Didn't you tell me 'wet and waiting' when you called?
Look, I'm all wet from sweat…
and how long have I been waiting for you?
You're Frida Soman, huh? You should've called Soman!
In such situations, you should call either your dad or your husband.
If a crime happens, settle it within the family.
Don't drag in the horny lot out here!
Then let me tell you a truth.
My real name is Shalini Mullumurickil.
Yuck!
I'm on a break with my dad now.
Don't you know I have no husband, Shaji?
Well, that helps!
I even lost my girlfriend.
Huh? Girlfriend?
-Oh no, blood! -Come, let's roll this in the carpet.
Is this a chicken roll or what?
Madam…
I think he swallowed a grinding stone!
Bro, what are you carrying like that?
It's a VIP welcome set. Get lost!
-Shaji, careful! -Did you see my boss?
-Did you see my boss Clint? -He's inside.
Uh… he's in the room.
Where are you, boss?
Watch your step. Turn it.
This is the price of our recklessness!
-Shaji, be careful. -Move, bro, fire, fire!
I know! I was the one who set the fire!
Madam, this was not the 'hot' stuff I expected!
Madam!
Don't worry. I've alerted the fire department.
But since it's an old vehicle, speed might be an issue.
Still, I told them to floor it.
-Where are you both off to? -Who is this guy?
Oh, I think madam still hasn't recognized me!
I'm Harry. Harry Kumar.
Yellow Dove!
Media?
Right guess!
All her personal coverage,
including gym runs, airport walks, and quick coffee hops,
are captured by yours truly.
I usually have a crew, but today it's just me.
I was there filming when your indie movie made it to the Venice Festival.
We see great potential in you.
Where are you both headed? Who are you, though?
-It's a long story, bro. -Go on.
He's my chauffeur.
Driver! Balakrishnan, let's go.
Balakrishnan, you naughty fella!
Mind if I encroach a little on your privacy?
You still haven't said where you’re going.
-What's your name again? -Harry Kumar. Yellow Dove!
I'll just crap on your mother's--
Madam! I'm a huge fan!
Please don't break the image I've carved of you in my heart.
Who is he?
Oh, shut up, you scumbag!
Oh wow, that's some juicy content!
Madam, sorry. Could you say that swear word again?
I forgot to hit record. Yeah, say it again.
-You step back, I'll record it for you. -Shut up! Let her say it. Go on.
-Start the car! Step on it! -No, no! Don't start the car!
-Don't start the car! -Run the car over him!
Please don't run me over! Just help me into the car.
I'll get off at the next junction, madam.
Just give me four to five festival wishes.
Christmas, New Year, Vishu, Sankranti, Ramzan.
That will keep my content bag full for the next four years!
-After four years, you'll be-- -Huh? She'll be done for in four years?
I never said that! Why make things up?
What's that now?
Let's go, let's go!
I'm in!
Oh no, rain!
Calling the fire force was useless, huh?
Madam…
Let me tell you the truth now.
Tell it after you get off at that junction.
In this rain?
Would you say the truth anywhere in the world?
It's the only thing I ever speak.
Madam, do you know Clint Marthandan?
-Executive producer. -No!
Seriously?
You don't know him?
He made two films that grossed a whopping 500 crores.
He's going to do a big-budget, female-centric movie.
A martial arts film!
I have no idea.
He was supposed to pay me.
Said he'd hand it over if I came to the hotel in the evening.
When I called in the evening, Viber wasn't even ringing.
Who knows, maybe he's dead or something!?
What's the deal between you two?
Movie promotion, or some virtual stuff?
Don't get me wrong, madam.
He gave me an advance to spy on your whereabouts and dealings.
I'm the one who set this whole thing up, called you, and got you here.
But Clinton hasn't answered since you arrived, madam.
Luck if I get the rest of the money.
I reckon that moron wiped me.
Uncle…
Which junction do you want to get off at?
You get the idea, huh?
Harikrishnan, stop the vehicle.
Madam, ain't I Balakrishnan?
-Whoever…! -Oh no, don't say it.
Stop it.
Madam, don't get angry.
Also… he had a deep longing for you.
But here's the plus…
he's a virgin!
He always said one girl in his online class had the same figure as you.
Such a pure-hearted man!
But he doesn't pick up calls like some old movie actors.
You and Twinkle have the same face cut.
Same eyes!
Same lips!
How about dimming that lamppost over there?
Get out! Get out! Stop!
Get out of the car!
-I said, get out! -It's raining.
-Get out! -Can't you see it's raining?
Oh no, he stopped the car.
-Get out! -Madam, it's raining.
-Come out! -Don't drag me!
-Hey, it's pouring. -Go away!
What the hell?
Wait, wait!
Don't leave me stranded at night, it's raining.
Oh no, I'll catch a cold!
Auto rickshaw… auto…
They left me--
Oh no, blood!
Is it blood rain?
No.
My old piles gave out? Not that too.
Then why blood?
Auto! Come, come, stop! Stop!
Madam…
Madam… uh, Shalini…
Don't cry. Here, take this.
Let's just drive, Shaji.
There's a great spot through Kodungalloor and Viyyoor.
Let's just bury the body there.
Viyyoor, Thanavur, Kannur, Poojappura, Thampanoor…
I'm ready to end up in any of those central jails, madam.
I'm even ready to die.
Anyway, the one who was sidelined at home is now an accomplice to murder.
Now that's what you call true love, madam.
I love you!
-Are you my fanboy? -Shaji…
Do you want me to kill you too?
Madam… I'm not that die-hard a fan!
Got them!
Go straight!
Huh? They've stopped the car.
Did you turn off the car GPS?
And the phone GPS?
This cursed body, did you turn his devices off?
-Didn't you turn him off completely? -Camera… number plate…
Oh no! The number plate must've been caught on a hundred devices!
How many devices could be tracking us?
-Smartphones, smartwatches… -Shalini baby… calm down…
Don't touch me!
Now that we're under the bridge…
we can check where all the surveillance is through a radar scan.
-I've got another idea. -Better than that?
-Housekeeper beta… -Does it have all that?
-It's all about trust, madam. -Say it.
Suggest a good place to bury a body.
Thripunithura Crematorium!
Don't frame it stupidly.
Where can we bury it without anyone knowing?
Alert! Emergency protocol activated.
-Abort, abort! -No, no…
-No, no. Abort. -No, no, stop! Stop!
I'll give you 7000 extra credits!
Can't you understand?
There are drones too! I'll get arrested!
You idiot! Drones catch you only if you go above the Goshree bridge!
Go through the tunnel!
It's high time to change your motherboard.
Bloody uncultured cyborg! Step on it!
Be glad this is all that happened, madam.
Frida… Frida…
My DNA will be in this soil, God!
I've handed over all the evidence myself, madam!
My DNA will be here forever!
What do I do now?
Low battery! Low battery!
Hope it's a return gift for burying the body.
Low battery! Low battery!
Please plug in.
Yes!
Aren't you the dream beauty who covers her chest while lighting the lamp on stage?
This is reminding me of boomers going out to poop!
Keep blabbering and I'll bury you!
-Don't talk shit! -What language is this?
The remaining pieces of the statue in my heart have now shattered!
Madam…
-He came here too! -What are you two up to here?
What are you doing?
What?
Hey, Harry…
-It's nothing. -I need to know what it is.
Oh no! Isn't that Clint Marthandan sir?
It's not him.
Wow! I'll make a reel out of this. Going live!
-Content is king! -Listen to me!
Digging a pit is my hobby, brother!
-Let me talk. -No, no!
-He owes me money. -Isn't it enough if I pay what he owes?
No, he should pay me himself.
-Harry, let's talk. -Don't touch me, I'll catch feelings!
-Why isn't he talking? -He's sleeping. Don't wake him up!
-Harry… -Oh no! He's dead!
-Did you kill him? -Not me, it's him!
Shalini!
It was an accident from his part! Let me explain!
-I'll report this! This is a crime! -Stop right there! Where are you running?
-I'll report this! This is a crime! -Will you now?
-Will you? -Yes, I will!
-Huh? Really? -Yes!
Then take this!
Ask the rest to him directly!
Bro, get up!
Oh no, no!
Two murders in one night!
You're insane!
Killing everyone left and right instead of talking it out!
My dear Shaji…
Please handle this one too.
Hey!
If you mess with me, I won't care who you are!
Don't come close!
Frida ma'am, please have some water.
Hey, you
that spicy delight every heart desires
O' the wind that shakes the little lotus is here
and it calms my mind
O' the wind that shakes the little lotus is here
and it calms my mind
Ma'am…
No chance at all.
Your thoughts drifted after you smoked something.
For me, everything is normal.
Me and her! Wow!
You too…
went to hook up with kerosene and rope?
Dude, if you're gonna play, just stick to that!
Don't start a love story when you go to score!
That… Harry Kumar was in it.
Why bother? Just barge in!
The need's ours, right?
Wait, who's Harry Kumar?
There was this guy in Yellow Dove Media back then, huh?
Oh wow!
This is Harry…
Harry Kumar Reviews.
Who even notices clowns like that when real stuff's happening?
What a joke!
Bro… Frida Soman killed him.
Makes sense now.
That's why his reviews and gossip haven't been seen in 7-8 years.
Wait…
did she kill him for real?
Or…
did you press that "modify" button?
I'd have to pay if I pressed the modify button.
My hands were full of blood!
It's not illegal to watch such videos in private.
I've seen a few in my younger days too.
But for prolonged hours… like the stuff we usually watch…
I don't think anybody can do like that.
On top of that, there are all those vulgar sounds like…
"Oh yeah! Oh my God!"
That's not our concern, Shashank.
Of course, of course. I know your case is different.
Here, an antisocial creep used his memories to create
live images of a popular, beautiful, gorgeous heroine…
and performed sexual acts with her, then tried to make that video popular.
It's punishable…
illegal and cruel.
Another video of Frida ma'am had leaked earlier as well.
That… was made by face-swapping and morphing.
We filed a case and got it deleted, remember?
-Ay… -AI…
AI deleted that video!
-How dangerous! -Sir, this is different.
This is an experience video. Like a game.
My knowledge of manipulated games is limited.
But my son plays them well.
I prefer strategy games.
And… I manage to win a lot.
This… isn't really a game.
A small fragment of experience is extracted from someone's brain…
and sold as an experience.
It was meant to help therapy.
That means… Listen, Praveen… near-death experiences,
travel happiness and all that stuff.
But this is the first time it's being abused like this.
To give a simpler example…
imagine you're a non-drinker,
but by using an alcoholic's experience memory…
you can feel the taste, the buzz, and even vomit!
Now I have an idea.
We enjoy using others' memories.
-Isn't it? -Exactly, sir.
How many people would have experienced Frida's video so far?
Any idea?
Sir, there's a discussion going on Redbut about this.
Sir… we can track IPs and arrest everyone within six hours.
This might be deepfaking videos.
File a complaint at cyber cell.
Ask Malik to gather the technical details.
Yes, sir. On it.
It's a code-red alert. This should be a covert operation.
Sir…
I don't know what to do.
Please help me.
Don't worry, my dear.
I'll have more concern for your case
than I would if one of my own private videos leaked.
Serve her some tea.
Not tea… green tea.
Housekeeper…
can you locate a user in the closest proximity?
I saw him at the market where I bought a goat.
Check the radar.
He's an NPC.
His avatar's name is Dingappan.
Attention all units: this is a code-red emergency.
Giffy, get me my best men!
Operation Rocketshooter!
Sir, I can hear something.
He's a criminal with some high-tech weapons.
Boys, follow me!
Don't say nonsense, Malik.
That's a goat bleating!
I'm watching through the drone.
What does a goat have to do with this porno prick?
Something fishy!
I have no clue, sir. Boys, eyes up.
The goat could be trained!
Malik, move carefully.
Aren't you Charlie?
If you're here to get admission for games like Shoot War and FUBG…
it won't happen today.
Server's down. Try tomorrow.
Whoa, looks cool. You lot are in full costume.
-No need to bring guns. We supply them. -I've got some new models
you haven't seen.
And there'll be a larger area at the station to teach the game.
Shall we head there, Master?
Original police!
Boss, police! Original police!
I was just feeding the goat. I don't know anything, sir.
Please let go of me!
How does this function?
Sir… this is a device to experience a full-body game.
By downloading memories from patients admitted in a Chinese hospital…
they've turned them into game cartridges.
Sir, which game do you want to play?
The same one you played, Charlie…
Frida's experience game!
Super Kanmani!
-This moron! -maam!
How dare he blabber after turning my private video
into a "sensory experience" without my consent?
Isn't that a criminal offense?
-Don't spare him! -Madam, please control yourself.
And then he made it into a video experience you can play…
played over and over! To hell with his--
-You son of a wretch! -Don't speak like that, madam.
How long has it been since your movie released?
We fans had to see you, right?
I'll show you, you jerk!
We can nab the person under the Voyeurism law.
Madam…
Madam, which one among your ex would do this?
It won't be easy to trace, Desdemona.
But there'll be a partner; someone you trusted.
Has any partner ever blackmailed you?
I can only say if I know which experience this is!
Stop asking stupid questions!
Correct! I have the same idea.
If Frida experiences this herself…
by seeing the location and the place where the crime occurred…
we can pin down that virtual boyfriend.
And all the criminals behind him.
Sir…
sir… that's casually…
morally…
Legally.
Legally!
Prepare the tub, boys!
O' you beautiful
I don't chase, I orbit flames
Pull your tide, then swerve your games
Watch me do my thing
and they all wanna sing
Don't just look like that
feel this scene
Feel the scene
It's gasoline
Queen in motion
Hush that stutter
Step like thunder
-South side spice -Frida ma'am…
looking for a new assistant?
Joke once more and I'll drown you!
O' you beautiful
Step like thunder, talk like wine
Slow burn kisses in a jasmine line
Eyes be preachin', hips divine
And your thoughts?
Already mine
Step like thunder, glide like butter
Glide like butter, skin like sun
Slow burn kisses in a jasmine line
Eyes be preachin', hips divine
And your thoughts?
Already mine
Sir… Sir… I'm an expert at multiplayer games!
Anyway, the punishment's the same… can I join her?
-Just calm down! -Please, sir.
I can see two Fridas together, sir.
Please, please, sir. Please let me in.
I'll collect evidence on the side, sir!
-Isn't she safe, Praveen? -Let her view!
Frida!
Come on, come on!
Don't just stand there! Do something!
Try to get some clue!
Any hint, any idea!
-Don't lose hope! Leave it! -Sir…
Sir, I think she's going into limbo.
Don't discourage her or make her nervous!
Call the doctor, quick!
She has disconnected!
Save the data you got!
She's not safe, sir.
Did you recognize who it is?
I don't know. I have no idea!
She understood who it is.
I'm sure.
Malik, how about you getting into this?
My bad, sir! When it comes to sex, I'm a serial monogamist.
I've heard terms like 'serial killer'…
but serial monogamist?
That sounds cool.
-One-woman man. -Yes, sir.
-I appreciate that. -Thank you, sir.
-Someone must get into it, right? -If he's uncomfortable, I'll do it.
Someone has to get in, right?
Also… I'm not a serial monogamist.
Wow! Good.
Anyone of you can go in.
But you can only come out after the whole game.
Sir, her intent is different.
-Don't you know her orientation? -Malik…
isn't this part of our job?
We're getting paid for this, right?
I'll get in, sir.
-Are you sure? -Yes, sir.
Let her play, Praveen.
When will such evidence collection happen again?
Charlie!
To how many people have you handed over the video, Charlie?
Didn't you hear me?
-Sir, I have a question. -Yeah, shoot.
Aren't we arresting only those who watched Frida Soman's video?
For now, yes. Why?
-One of my distant relatives had-- -Focus!
Yes, sir! Soldiers!
Malik… do you need drone support?
There's heavy traffic on the south side.
Mom, police!
Yet again!
Come on!
Now you'll see if I'm a decent or indecent shooter!
Approaching target, sir.
Eyes on the prize, boys!
Position!
Bimal, open the door!
Open the door!
That's some realistic BGM! Superb!
Kerala Police! Open the door!
Last warning, Bimal!
Sir, he's not answering to knocks.
-How about break in, then knock? -We need a simple arrest.
Don't make it complicated.
Sir, shall I break, knock and then choke?
-Watch your tone, Giffy! And wait. -Yes, sir. Waiting.
Sir, order?
Sir, the boys are very excited to break in.
All we need is your simple yes.
It's a bit insensitive if he's in the toilet… maybe…
-but there's no option but to storm in! -Then break in!
-Okay, sir-breaking! Break! -But be decent.
Once again!
Giffy, once again!
Don't break the door--
Already broke?
Then arrest him! Break in!
Oh my God! A collection of about 20 years, sir.
Lathinirvedam 5.0, archival disc, director's cut!
-My god, Giffy… -Yes, sir…
Don't steal it and claim it's lost-and-found!
Okay, sir.
He's gaming hardcore in the bathtub, in nothing but his underwear, sir.
-Shall we engage? -He's wearing a gaming helmet, sir.
Old model.
-We have to do something, sir. -Allies!
He seems dangerous. Permission to engage, sir?
He's showing action to us, sir.
Malik, he's hallucinating that we're in the game.
Shall we rip everything apart and go all out, sir?
Bimal, calm down!
Not me, catch and kill them!
Aren't you done poking at womanhood, you lusty loser!?
You'd have been bashed in jail if it was in my dad's era!
What a language, sir!
CBSE product, huh?
I'm impressed, sir.
Oh no! What kind of a game is this!?
I'm going to tase him!
No, Malik…
don't hurt him!
Sir, he's violent.
He slapped Giffy!
Look, you're not in the game, man!
Kick him.
How dare you lay hands on the Kerala Police!?
Boys, bash him to pulp!
Bash him!
To hell with his gaming!
It's not fair…
It's enough!
We're trying, sir.
Charge the taser!
Fast! The taser!
Bimal, calm the hell down!
Malik…
don't go that far!
Crime Correction Facility, a.k.a. Jail. Welcome, everyone!
Our new guests will be brought to the main cell shortly.
Is this your first time here?
Hey, wipe it properly.
Wipe it clean.
Please, have a seat!
Everyone of them are your students.
Oh, please!
I sensed something was off… the moment I started playing.
Do you feel disappointed you didn't get the full enjoyment?
By God, believe me, sir. I don't know anything.
Sir, can you give me a job here?
Even my job is hanging by a thread here!
You've arrived. Have a seat!
Sit.
Honestly, sir…
it would've made more sense to shift the jail to my training center!
Shut up!
The video was hardly 4-5 minutes long.
I didn't know it was her.
So if you had realized,
would you have continued or not?
I had sent her a synopsis first.
I just entered to pitch a one-line story, sir.
Two shots for one bird, right?
It was gifted by Charlie Bro for my first fight.
Social service through pornographic distribution.
-Thank you. -Eight years of imprisonment.
I made a mistake.
And I won't say a word till my advocate arrives.
He won't come.
He was arrested yesterday for molesting a robot.
Anyway, advocates never last long with me.
Don't worry… both of you might end up in the same jail if you're lucky.
Thank you.
My favorite master, Dhanesh sir, gave me this.
Did Dhanesh give it because you asked?
Or did you grab it because he offered?
SHUT UP!
Stop fooling around and get inside!
Dhanesh sir?
-Sir… Why are you here, sir? -Hey, who's this?
He's the teacher who taught me empathy ethics and moral science.
Yeah.
A true educational gentleman!
Ah, Bimal?
Human beings are social animals.
He must have ethics…
and social morality.
Bimal, you're paying attention, right?
If not, you're finished!
Your son played the game? Which one of them is he?
His son will come soon for him.
This man played for a massive 500 hours!
Huh?
Five hundred hours!?
Oh, great!
He bought cheat codes from the black market, cracked them, extended and played.
We've got the log.
He played until the machine smoked itself to death!
When the sofa got burnt…
How dumb can you be?
This game is supposed to be played after getting into tub water.
What else do you expect but smoke when you play it on a sofa for 500 hours!?
Lucky that your empathy and ethics didn't burn too!
Yeah.
There's no one here who knows how to play the game!
Sir, did you watch everything?
I happened to!
Are you my fanboy?
Since it was Pongala festival…
there was no one at home.
Please don't spoil my reputation.
I'm a teacher, after all.
A bit of entertainment in between spirituality.
Isn't it?
I made a mistake, sir.
Is there any desert nearby?
-For what? -So, I can find some peace.
Sad life, huh?
You'll find tons of bakri there.
Bakri, huh?
Goat. Mutton… mutton.
Huh?
Ani…
Bro, please move.
It's my time to leave.
I'll come outside.
Bail is granted outside… not here.
I'll come over.
Please move, let me get out.
-My wife is here. -Get inside!
Go inside.
She's arrested for the same case.
Hi, Anindya.
The day you walked into my life…
my misery clocked in too.
Got it?
This is your attitude even when I'm here.
I can imagine what it is without me.
Ain't I your master, man?
I won't repeat this ever.
You don't repeat it either.
There was no one online at that time.
So there's an eyewitness with me for the murder. That's enough.
Murder!?
Kerosene, fire, digging up…
No, no.
Frida physical!
Shut up!
She also watched it?
Are you my fangirl?
Hip-hip hurray
I'm a super fangirl of Frida
Please sit, please sit.
Charlie gave it to me.
And watching it isn't a crime.
Section 292 and 293.
Illegal to sell, distribute, and circulate.
It's okay to watch though.
You missed two sections, Anindya.
822 B and C.
For stirring and spreading sexual mayhem in society.
Eight years imprisonment in a non-AC jail
and a fine up to 50,000 credits.
Sir, this lady is Bimal's wife.
They're on a break now.
I'm a super fangirl
Watch your step.
Hello!
Testosterone will start… leaking out.
Are you my fanboy?
I'm the muse, you're the leader
Baby, power like Frida
I'm a fanboy
Son, at least get married this coming month.
If needed, you can register on Raju Bhai Matrimony.
Or you'll grow old without a wife, just like your dad!
Keep this up and we'll go extinct!
Nothing. I'd uploaded photos from grandma's funeral rites on social media.
They've just made an ad using it.
Well, your grandma has a point.
Like she said,
if you register on a matrimony site now, you might get married in five years.
It's been 20 years since I registered.
I'm telling you this as a brother.
Brother? Okay, no thanks!
I'm the muse, you're the leader
Baby, power like Frida
Recording starts. Time 11:45.
I'm Praveen Shashank, GDP.
We know about the tragedy that happened in your life.
Your daughter had brain-stem disease, right?
These aren't details we gathered.
You posted them on social media.
In this era where you can conceive genetically viable
and brilliant kids that won't have any disease…
why did you choose normal pregnancy?
We couldn't afford it… financially.
Maybe they didn't have insurance.
He's telling the truth.
You had no insurance?
We had.
But after we took a loan to pay the premium…
we ended up unable to pay it.
To recover from the shock of your daughter's death…
you became part of the memory-porn game experience, right?
Sir, his prefrontal cortex has started activating.
There's a shine building on his brain.
I think his nervous system has been triggered.
Wow, his BP is shooting up, sir!
Heart rate too.
Come on. Yes, yes… sweat pores are opening up.
Sir, cortisol levels are through the roof. Breathing rhythm has changed.
Catecholamines have started releasing, sir.
Everything shows he's in full fight-or-flight mode, sir.
The temperature around his eyes has increased.
Goodness! His heart rate is flying high!
It's increasing again, sir.
He might lie, sir. He'll probably drop a lie now.
5…4…
3…
He'll lie now, sir.
2…1…
Sir, I don't watch porn regularly.
Its a blatant lie. He is a king liar, sir!
What you just said is a lie, Bimal.
We have the data.
The victim in this case is Frida Soman herself.
Through an advanced virtual-reality game…
and without her permission…
He took the gun!
you dragged her into your memories.
As far as I know…
this is rape.
Sir… Sir!
I didn't get the experience the rest of them got.
I saw something bad.
Sir, since I didn't get that experience, please spare me!
Sir, I think he's telling the truth.
Pulse normal. BP normal.
How do you know everyone else got a different experience?
That's what that creep Charlie said, Praveen!
What I saw was a murder.
Frida Soman and another guy together killed
an executive producer named Clint Marthandan!
Then they dragged the body out to bury it somewhere…
Some clueless fellow walked in while they were burying it,
so they killed him too and buried him.
Housekeeper, give me everything on Clint Marthandan.
Oh, yes!
Sir, Clint Marthandan has been missing for six years, sir.
He's telling the truth for a change.
His body is calming down, sir.
Vitals are normal and he's telling the truth.
I'm trying to experience others' near-death experiences
and die bit by bit so I don't end up committing suicide.
I played this game as part of that.
It was filled with murder, fire, kerosene, and burying!
Sir, Frida Soman killed two people!
What I got wasn't a near-death experience…
it was a post-murder experience!
Whom else did she kill besides Clint Marthandan?
Sir, there was a useless fellow at Yellow Dove Media who used to post reviews…
A new film starring Avinash Palode has been released.
‘Shut up, moron! Lambodharan!'
More than 75% of viewers of that film haven't opened their mouths since!
Rumor says some brain-fried cyborgs still watch it…
but we don't know the truth.
Praveen, can you ask if it's Harry Kumar?
You can see his picture on the deck now.
The rest of them got a sexual experience.
and you alone got a murder experience.
Even memories are biased?
-What a cursed human being! -Sir, there's a neural-link anomaly.
There's a disclaimer that the bug is still being fixed.
Sir, I'm an innocent lower-middle-class guy.
Sir, Harry Kumar is also a man-missing case.
8/2034…
both of them are missing, sir.
One man from a burnt-out hotel…
and the other disappeared while going to Lower Kochi…
he went missing after Goshree Bridge.
Sir, I know exactly where they buried them.
I almost… know the route.
This case is bizarre, Indraja.
A murder inside a memory game.
Yes, sir.
As I said earlier…
Frida knows everything!
Such a peculiar talent!
Is this what they call method acting?
Some actors are built like that, Desdemona.
They vanish into character instantly.
But returning to themselves is the tough part.
Avinash Palode never returns once he dives into the character.
-Really? -For real!
Madam, are you sad?
So you already know who it is, madam?
Sir… this was just empty land in the game.
Maybe the data is from before all this was built.
Hey hey!
Hey, Frida ma'am…
Where's the director?
He's cutting the shots.
Frida ma'am, we're tying up a witch and burning it!
-Shouldn't I cry then? -No, today it's all about fire!
-Condom-very! -It's contemporary.
That's what I said.
Hey, grab that lens. Get that bat.
You just perform, I'll capture it all.
Yeah, ready!
Beside burning embers
Angry shadows slip and sway
it rises in a blaze of fire
and on the strings, a puppet trembles on its own
Is this all just an illusion, then?
For a lone lamp burning, wings thrash in desperation
Raised only to return as ash
was it us who vanished in the fever of laughter?
At the corner of the eye, it appears
stretching all the way to the edge of the shore
Like moonlight sharpening a sickle-blade
a fury that tears right through the body
mountains, walls and seas will roar
one glance and life will spill
Beyond the eye, night and day
We're the pawns crawling across her board
time casts its black nets wide
Illusions burn in groves
Beside burning embers
Angry shadows slip and sway
Beside burning embers
Angry shadows slip and sway
Yes, let the madness rise!
Frida, go full throttle with this madness!
and on the strings, a puppet trembles on its own
A fading mirage where eyes dim and pathways close
and not knowing where the road runs long, we stumble on
And not knowing where the road runs long, we stumble on
Yes, come on! Madness at peak!
Go on, smash that last pot as well!
Sir, is it a problem if it gets wet in the rain?
We'll wipe it clean or keep it inside.
Kaiser, calm, calm.
The memory of a Simon, who was an accomplice to the murder has been leaked.
We have to find out who he is.
For that, you need to enter this tub.
-Will you? -Sir…
I'm still recovering from the last time I went in.
Bimal, it's not a request.
When you enter the game…
in broken glass and mirrors…
you should watch the reflections.
Your reflection in there will actually be Simon's.
Understood?
Watch the face.
Pause the moment you see the face. Okay?
Don't look here and there.
Focus on the face.
Before that, I have to consult my advocate.
Here he is, Don.
Praveen…
My client will cooperate with the investigation.
But he should be granted immediate bail.
You've taken his mental state into account too, haven't you, Praveen?
-Or else you'll get into trouble, Praveen. -Don…
When you call elders by their name in the name of equality…
you might feel like you've become their dad!
It's just an illusion. Don't push it!
Address him as sir.
Listen, ego was invented by us advocates.
But, our ego is a bit expensive.
So stop flashing cheap ego and do your job, sir.
Are you saying my client should go through that bad experience again?
Bimal…
-Get up. Let's go. -Sit, sit!
Mr Advocate…
the government has introduced many rules regarding obscenity.
To trespass through memories without others' permission
and indulge in sexual activities…
The case stands strong.
What if we claim he watched it on doctor's prescription?
Or for sexual education?
Or without awareness?
Easily… we'll walk out of the case easily!
Otherwise, we'll cite all his traumas…
and prove he's mad!
Don promises you… even if you go to a mental hospital, you won't touch jail!
Thanks!
Please find who the person is, Amal.
Bimal.
Whatever it is, please enter this tub.
Wow! So this is legal now?
Legal or illegal, we didn't charge the case, Mr Advocate.
-Did you hear that? -We'll do anything for you…
please get into this first.
I don't know who Simon is.
But this memory…
I know exactly who it belongs to.
It's someone respectable who won't drag our name through the mud, right?
No!
Shaji!
Shajiyettan!
This is Shajiyettan's memory!
You're in the POV of someone lost in new Gali
We grew up new we grew up twice as hard possibly
O' where we brought us, this hocus no history
tell me what's real babe
Are you my fanboy?
He was one of my biggest fanboys.
When I got trapped in this…
I thought calling him would be of good help.
Move to the corridor.
Do you see someone there?
No? Move forward.
You came?
Thank you.
I should be the one thanking you for this opportunity, madam!
Pleasure is mine.
Please help me.
Don't tell anyone about this.
Why would I do that?
One always takes the fall…
and I fall for you--
you might have a downfall, madam.
AI camera, automated emergency response system, biometrics, CCTV--
we should switch all of this off.
CCTV, TV, AC, fridge, fan and the mosquito coil, let's turn everything off.
Mr. Bimal…
Even a single finger would be enough.
We'll magnify it and manage everything else.
His pulse is getting high!
Yes, proceed!
But, I have to tell you something.
I love you!
Thank you!
Thank you?
Shaji, did you bring everything?
I brought rope, chain and hammer.
But what are we going to do with kerosene and lighter fluid?
To burn the CCTV room.
Huh? For what?
I thought Shaji was wild.
I'm extremely wild!
I'll set this entire place on fire!
Did you see something?
Did you see it? Did you get something?
Yes? No!
Get into the gents' toilet.
Check the ladies' toilet too!
-What if he wander in by accident? -Listen to what he's saying.
All of you don't shout together!
I can only say what I see!
Are you my fanboy?
Frida heavy duty
Star struck beauty
Unleash your beast
Hey yeah, beast unleashed
Ignite your beast
Hey yeah, beast ignited
Frida Soman is hot.
Cute too…
very sexy…
and bold.
If you have family to ask my hand in marriage…
and if you're ready for a lifetime of me…
I'm ready…
to marry you!
A full-on headache of a fan!
From morning itself he'd start, "Did you eat, dear?"
"Had a shower, sweetheart?"
"Babygirl, did you sleep?"
He'd keep going on and on.
If I didn't reply…
"Oh no, are you giving me attitude, cutiepie?"
When he sent that virtual pad filled with blood…
Huh?
When he wrote a blood-soaked love letter saying he'd even die for me…
I felt like calling him was the escape.
The day you hailed me 'Queen'
That's when the hidden wars began
Behind glowing screens, quiet fingers waged wars
Damage delivered from day one
Routine checks on my reputation
Who the hell are you to mark my limits?
Takes nothing to stain a name
It spreads faster than wildfire
In this cold and mean world
What brain-rot is eating up your minds?
What do I owe anyone, anyway?
No more playing my executioner
So, madam, are you the one who killed Clint Marthandan and the other guy?
No more playing my executioner
I'll smack you! Hold this.
Let's roll this inside the red carpet.
Is this a chicken roll or what?
Can you hear me?
I think all our effort is wasted.
No more playing my executioner
Uncle…
Where do you want to get down?
Aren't you sure you never had any physical experience with Shaji?
Then how did everyone get such an experience?
-But why? -How am I supposed to know?
Still…
how did that guy alone get the original experience?
What's his background?
Desdemona, do something before they lock me up!
Make a decision.
If everything was up to me…
I'd have hired a robot or just told him outright.
Madam, I've already applied for anticipatory bail on the app.
Then I've got an superb plan!
He killed him, buried him, and sprinkled your DNA…
tried to defame you and wreck your life…
We'll frame the case exactly like that!
What about the two bodies?
We'll pin that on him too.
Right?
-Then he sprinkled your DNA. -What about the other case?
Didn't we file a case against everyone who watched and leaked my video?
That's why Desdemona's running around sprinkling DNA.
Have you studied law?
All it takes is common sense, Desdemona.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!
Then he pours your DNA…
and you don't go to jail.
If I do…
If I do, I'll kill you!
Oh no, then who'll handle this case?
Madam, even if you go back into depression…
you will not go to jail!
Why did you kill Clint Marthandan?
-Another important thing… -Speak to him directly.
-It's a gender-neutral senior officer. -Who?
One important detail is about his two eyes…
All humans have two eyes, two hands, legs and kidneys.
Tell me something specific.
He had two lust-drenched eyes!
Housekeeper, look for lust-drenched eyes within a 20 km radius…
search, filter and display them here.
Okay, right away!
Sir, not this much!
-This might be him. -No, no.
This guy?
This one looks like a saint!
And these guys?
He's looking elsewhere. How do I see his lusty stare?
Is he blood-eyed or bug-eyed? Give proper details.
Let's call him Lust-Burnt Eyes for now!
His hairstyle looked like it was transplanted from underarm to scalp!
And he always had this constant drooling expression on his face.
It's just bail.
I'll know the moment you step out of the city.
He needs police protection, you know.
He gave live testimony against the superstar in a sensational case.
He's basically a survivor!
All this happened because he tried watching porn.
As if you don't watch porn!
Can you make your search history public? Got the guts for that?
Water will leak… directly from your eyes.
I got bail.
Advocate said he'll arrange bail for you by tomorrow morning.
Then Charlie… you didn't get bail.
And I doubt you ever will.
Come home early in the morning.
Hey, clean the house properly.
Also…
don't bring this guy along!
Please!
If he hadn't watched porn,
you'd have said Clint Marthandan and Harry Kumar just flew into the sky!
At least by watching porn, you prove a case!
-Bimal… -Yes.
Advocate, please help her as well.
Ungrateful idiots!
Go have a bath at your home, Bimal. Don't waste water here.
This looks better than my house anyway.
Don't worry about that now.
Let the case get solved first.
Do one thing…
your game won't run anyway, they've crashed everything.
The tub is free now. Go take a bath.
Okay?
Bimal…
Media will call you; don't respond.
Tell them to contact me if there's anything.
BARBER SHOP
We can settle this with some chips, right?
I mean credits.
I don't think credits will make Bimal change his testimony.
Not Bimal, I'm talking about the goon we hired to smash his face!
What's the update on anticipatory bail?
We've applied.
Waiting for online approval.
We'll get it… Hopefully!
I've taken a few decisions without consulting you, Desdemona madam.
'We' took them.
In this case, DNA surveillance or other evidence won't trap me.
But the eyewitness…
that's a problem.
-Isn't it, Amber? -Definitely.
So, I hired a freelancer to shut that eye permanently.
Amber, stop making madam look more stupid.
Who's stupid?
Me… and him!
Won't that become another case?
Desdemona should be the one giving me such ideas.
-Really? -Don't make me lose my mind!
I need this plan.
-Yes or yes. -It has to happen.
Have some water, Desdemona.
Find legal loopholes for the crimes we're about to do.
We've got no other choice.
Still, if I get caught…
please save me.
You must save me.
No one will catch you, madam…
Because…
this job is handled by my guy…
Unit Secretary of the Marappalam Fans and Welfare Association…
an atom bomb among fire crackers…
the cherry that never falls off the cake…
the tomato chunk that survives every soup…
the man who slips past every eye…
and still finishes the job flawlessly…
the Suicide Warrior…
Sojan…
Ninja Sojan!
How on earth am I supposed to clean this whole mess?
I promised her too, sadly.
Let me get something to eat first.
Housekeeper?
You're acting silent as I didn't pay the electricity bill.
What am I meant to eat this with?
Kid…
your fancy-dress costume is top-tier.
But this isn't your house, champ.
Look, your dad's here searching for you.
Hey kid…
go play downstairs.
Grown-ups have some business here!
Simon!
Without the wig!
Hey, kid!
I'll finish you off!
You'll end up in juvenile home, boy!
I'll kill you!
Get off, you little loser!
Oh no!
Housekeeper!
Song is ready!
Memories heap and ignite in sudden bloom
across the darkest corridors of my mind
And we drift as faint visitors, fading into its depths
I told you to call the police!
Call the police now!
Connecting to the emergency number.
Please wait.
I'm not opening this, you mutt!
Didn't you leave?
Won't you let me sleep in peace?
-I'll finish you! Come on! -I'll put you to sleep now!
I came to this slum because of you!
For what exactly?
I'm dead, I'm dead!
-I'll kill you! -No!
How dare you stuff me in the fridge?!
Got him!
Grabbed the small leg!
-You are dead! -You too!
Who'll come to save you?
Freeze!
You messed with my Frida ma'am…
Hands on air!
-Bimal, you are under arrest! -I'm the one who called you.
-Aren't you Simon? -Yes, that's him.
Drop your weapons and surrender yourself!
Oh no!
Who are you?
Sir, I deliver milk in this building.
I heard them fighting, so I came to check.
-Milk? -Sir, I swear!
He didn't give me any milk!
Frida, we've got your DNA from the spot.
There's an eyewitness too.
I'll avoid the handcuffs.
But you'll have to come to the station now.
We're extremely sorry, ma'am.
Unfortunately, we've got too much evidence.
Ma'am, don't worry!
Give your fingerprint and take bail right away.
By the way, big fan!
Can you… wait for 28 minutes?
I've applied for a fast-track "for-now" bail.
Meanwhile, I can order cappuccino, choco lava,
masala coffee, masala tea, milk or buttermilk from the cafe.
Take one of each.
But she must come with me to the station now.
Praveen, we were heading to her movie set with Tharan Johar.
So, how about sending her digital duplicate?
Send the duplicate to Johar.
We need the original.
You know what, Mr Praveen…
Today and tomorrow, madam's in full acting mode.
Day after, she'll switch to relaxation mode…
-How about coming then? -There's no relaxation at our station.
Men and women are packed together there.
No need for me to explain the rest.
What's the update on my case?
The case where my privacy was breached.
and the po-- video experience…
What's happening with that process?
Hindi?
Madam has slipped fully into character.
-Her highness 'The Butterfly Queen'! -Alright.
Situation's extremely tense.
All four jails are filled with people who watched your leaked video.
We made space by giving parole to those who
tried sabotaging the temple festival using AI.
Also… I'm not saying watching porn is right.
But murder is an even bigger crime than that.
Sir, we got Simon.
We've arrested Bimal along with him.
And who are you?
I'm trying to package her ADHD, BPD, psychosis,
neurosis, delusion, dementia, depression…
and cook up--
-sorry, arrange a medical certificate. -Do it.
But right now, she comes with me.
Ugh!
Sir, Simon has been arrested.
He was nabbed from Bimal's house and Bimal's also been arrested.
Madam…
Do you know someone named Ninja?
Sir, they're saying they caught a Ninja as well.
Ninja?
Look there!
-Catch him! -Don't follow me!
Stop! Catch him!
Who is Ninja?
I don't know who Ninja Sojan is!
I didn't mention the word Sojan!
Ew! Don't touch me there!
Sir, he said the word Sojan.
-I haven't used the word Sojan here. -Try using it!
-How do YOU know Sojan? -Frida Soman,
the prime accused in the murder case of Clint Marthandan and Harry Kumar.
Sir, I walked out of jail 2 hours ago. You'd have this already.
Bimal, who watched 18+ as well as adult experience material.
Can someone kindly hold this?
Shajimon, the accomplice in the double murder.
Sojan Ninja.
Accused of attempting to kill the prime witness in the murder case.
Amber Lucy…
Sir, this profile of my face isn't good. Shall I turn the other way?
Just stay put, you!
accused of trying to kill the prime witness in the murder case.
Ma'am…
ma'am, don't worry at all.
Me…
and this entire police department stand with you, madam.
Frida ma'am will be safe…
and comfortable here.
That's a word.
Ma'am, your coffee.
Holy moly!
At ease, boys!
Since half the cine stars and politicians applied for anticipatory bail…
the site crashed and our window won't open.
So, no bail.
But hey, we're 14th on the waiting list…
so we are hopeful!
You're getting your salary on time, right?
-Oh yes. -Very happy, very proud.
Strong evidences are stacked against us.
DNA… Eyewitness…
He didn't even see it directly, just through that nonsense!
How is that eyewitness?!
Desdemona…
our Marappalam unit secretary and part-time assassin
is properly screwed, right?
He's the root cause of this mess!
Damn his bloody assassin!
Silence!
Listen, don't spit here.
Oh… I see.
She didn't, she only acted like spitting.
Oh dear…
Madam, spit wherever you like. We'll be honored.
Madam…
only if you're relaxed and your mind's breathing freely…
shall I pitch an idea?
Another idea like Ninja Sojan?
Don't open that mouth again!
Go on, Amber.
Madam…
what if we sell the courtroom streaming rights of our case?
Like how people sell to reality echo chambers.
Doesn't matter who buys it…
it's guaranteed to turn sensational.
Also…
we can offer the judge an unpaid collab.
If we drag him into the mix…
he'll fast-track the hearing for sure.
So you won't have to stay in remand.
Even if you do…
sympathy will pour in from every corner.
The case will accelerate.
Even though the "video experience" leaked…
she still has a right to privacy, huh?
It's all about destiny, Desdemona.
Before people find our fault…
let's season it with salt and serve it.
I'm not a person now, Desdemona.
Just a body.
A brand.
My hands…
legs… face…
-neck, bo-- -Oh no, no!
Everything's become a mere commodity.
And the audience…
for them, my…
sadness…
happiness…
my privacy…
all of it…
is just another entertainment option.
Whoa!
Madam is exactly how she is in the movies, huh?
Fully living the character.
As if they're the ones who raised me!
Idiots dropping opinions on every breath I take!
Anyway, we're cornered…
so let's cash the corner.
These same idiots will pay us…
right, Amber?
-Desdemona… -Yes?
I want the best deal.
Which reality echo chamber it is really doesn't matter to me!
Even if I'm locked up here…
my career won't take a break.
I'm going to sell this.
Milk the whole circus!
Milk?
Just sell it for heaven's sake!
Go. Go on then.
-Has the lassi arrived? -On the way.
A battle between Desdemona and Don for Frida's dignity!
What's Simon's memories?
Hello, all!
I'm your very own Malayali Uncle!
And I'm thrilled to welcome you to the one and only Malayali reality echo chamber!
I'm about to show you visuals you've never seen before.
We'll invade someone's deepest privacy
and deliver their chaos straight to you.
No doubt at all, guys!
This show will definitely stir things up!
Get ready to go live with the trending sensation,
the icon of tomorrow,
the superstar, Frida Soman!
Frida Soman!
One of Frida's personal clips--
No.
Her "experience clip" got leaked.
By a friend of hers named Simon.
That's one version.
On the other hand,
if this is a trap set by the couple Bimal and Anindya…
that's another version.
-Are you deliberately trying to ruin her? -What do we gain from that?!
Hey! Don't vomit nonsense, man!
Don't vomit nonsense, man!
I've heard this somewhere. It's not his own script.
This Malayali Uncle's eyes are exclusive everywhere.
Ready? 1… 2… 3!
This tragic downfall of the legend Frida Soman is sponsored by…
Emilia Chappals!
Walk, run, jump and do whatever hell you want with it!
Team Bimal!
Bimal Raj, Anindya and with them,
Don; the man who has never lost a case.
Investigation Head, Praveen Shashank…
and alongside him, Officers Malik and Indraja.
Charlie and his team, the ones who leaked Frida's video clip.
And the man who writes destinies and judges them all… Judge Reji!
The biggest Frida fan alive, who cried entire oceans for her… Shajimon!
We're now moving through spine-tingling courtroom scenes!
Stop what you're doing and dig this!
Dewdrops that freeze the veins
and she's the chaos in hidden domains
Sways her hip and summons fire
My liver breaks in its rolling mire
A doorway guarded like a maiden of forbidden lore
A grace that melts a stone cold heart
A river that brims as soul streams start
Wishes many, whispered deep apart
O' beauty, who steals my heart
O' darling, my heavenly maiden
All that flashed and flickered in eyes felt slight
The embered paths born of her anklet's delight are the true light
Wishes many, whispered deep apart
Her anklet's delight are the true light
Even deserts cradle a sprout
roused by a honey-glazed desire
Across the lines no hand has ever corrected
Beneath the flower's stem that bloomed by the spine, softly protected
O' the fish that fluttered beneath the stream
as pulses fell gently to the rhythm of my step's dream
without losing breath nor trembling in panic
Until ease arrives, don't turn frantic
Let the shine appear as needed, never dimming its gleam
No dark sin shall stain the velvet night's seam
And it will sink within, folded deep inside
In this cursed evening, where wild foxes howl along the lighted stride
At the height of ecstasy
deep within swells into an ocean of revelry
Wishes many, losing their reins as they unroll madly
O' beauty, who steals my heart
O' darling, my heavenly maiden
O' beauty, who steals my heart
O' darling, my heavenly maiden
No dark sin shall stain the velvet night's seam
And it will sink within, folded deep inside
In this cursed evening, where wild foxes howl along the lighted stride
As Charlie spread this experience around…
Charlie will face a separate trial.
For now, Charlie is to be remanded in jail.
-Guys, don't worry. I'll be back. -Soldiers, lock him!
Hey, won't you at least let me say "I love you" to someone?
Let go of me!
Our ratings and TRPX are sky-high!
Insanely good!
Fantabulous work, Veda!
-It will be a number one show! -Thank you, sir.
Tomorrow-verdict and confession.
Today's for entertainment. Tomorrow, we crank the drama up to max.
Viewership jumped 42% since we grabbed the rights.
No viewer should dare blink for even a second.
We need it. What do we need?
Balls!
-What? -Eyeballs.
-Laila… -What do you mean?
Their eyeballs, obviously!
We'll nail this, Anand.
Image profiling is in progress. This is Frida's rebranding.
And remember, the government budget drops day after tomorrow.
The ruling party sponsors our echo chamber, after all.
We'll mask all that noise with this!
And Frida's face should be everywhere!
-Yeah. -Got me?
We need this attention real estate.
The case they've hyped up and pinned on you…
look…
I'll rip it apart before the first break.
To understand the interconnection between all three cases…
and to move it into fast-track for summary trial…
we're really grateful.
Objection, your honor.
Don't object even before starting! Let us begin first!
Look… your honor, sir, madam…
There's a new directive. We don't use those titles anymore.
-In the interest of equality. -Alright, dude!
Just use my name!
Sorry… Reji!
Beware of people who drown you in respect.
Shalini Mullumurickil aka Frida Soman and Shajimon…
the murder they committed together…
case no. 1!
To frame Shalini and Shajimon for the murder…
the story cooked up by Bimal and Anindya…
case no. 2
The case of circulating Frida Soman's private experience clip
and publicizing her private life…
case no. 3!
Oh my God!
Shalini Mullumurickil…
that's the actual name of Frida Soman.
Honestly, hearing that name damaged me emotionally.
Like pouring onion curry over a burger!
Stay tuned for more stories from the Mullumurickil family vault!
Hey guys…
This is the ancestral home of Shalini Mullumurickil aka Frida Soman…
The very same Frida Soman we all know and love!
Friends, she's just another regular kid from a normal family.
She grew up making mud cakes right here in this yard!
What is he saying? Mud cakes?
But we bought this house only two months ago.
Looks like they're about to break down, right?
Hello, Reji…
Hi!
Bimal Raj had consulted a psychiatrist twice even during his school days.
Borderline personality disorder.
And he is under mental-health treatment.
Then, when his blood sample was tested…
he is a drug addict!
These could be the reasons why his wife got separated.
Moreover, his child also died.
Upon checking his background,
he comes from a very low-profile slum category.
According to the National Criminal Profile Data Algorithm…
there's a 70% chance of committing crime.
-70? -Sorry, 77%.
See?
Understood?
This guy himself killed and buried them…
sprinkled madam's DNA…
and now they're bizarrely trying to pin it on her!
It is completely pointless, scary and…
truly unbelievable.
Ma'am, tissue.
What's this, Reji?
Frida Ma'am is a soft-hearted person.
All this is her fake crying!
When my house drowned…
ALVIN-DRIVER
she muttered something in English…
and transferred 2.5 crore rupees to my account.
If that's the case, Frida's great-grandfather
was a culprit in a secretariat bribe case.
How did he come to know?
So if we bring that up and brand her a fraud, will the court accept it?
Just because the grandfather rode an elephant…
doesn't make the junior an elephant-arse! Haven't you heard that saying?
No, I haven't.
Then forget it.
My point is…
Can all the presumptions and inequalities shown by data…
be considered as proof in court?
Then shouldn't we also consider Bimal Raj's drug abuse?
Look how she slips into "drug" while talking about the murder case…
that's to co-relate.
What I'm saying is, when Clint Marthandan and Harry Kumar died…
my client and his wife were on their honeymoon in Thailand.
-We have the pictures and metadata. -Any visuals?
It's honeymoon, Reji.
Don't ask for visuals. That'll be a whole new case!
Honeymoon visuals, it seems!
What's this, Don?
Frida reached the hotel and checked into the room the same day.
CCTV on the third floor was off.
We don't know if it was turned off.
But Clint Marthandan checked into this hotel room…
the same day, almost the same time.
After that, nobody has seen him. I mean, nobody!
It was reported that the hotel caught fire that day.
So, something definitely happened there, Reji.
It finally led to murder.
Then, that guy…
I mean, Shajimon and my client Bimal…
are eyewitnesses in this murder case.
I have read Bimal Raj's affidavit.
In that, my client has been placed at the scene of the incident.
Here, the question is not what this eyewitness has seen.
-Then? -The second question is…
not even the legitimate doubt
of whether he actually saw what he claims he saw.
The VOV of this eyewitness…
that means Verified Reliability,
On-point Memory and Visuals…
we don't even have to measure that.
An illegal game released in the Chinese market…
using its function,
he claims to have watched a memory experience different from others.
To corner Shalini--
sorry, this is a deliberate tactic to corner Frida!
What's the meaning of eyewitness?
Don, do you know what an eyewitness is?
A witness who saw it directly, that's an eyewitness.
He saw it through some interface, not directly.
This cannot be considered in court.
Objection, Reji!
When times change,
the definitions of witness, eyewitness, and culprit change too.
For instance, if a thief sneaks into a house and ends up seeing a murder--
is he not an eyewitness?
If that thief tells the truth, will the court punish him for it?
Or is honesty some kind of crime exclusively for thieves?
So, he confessed!
Don admitted he's a thief.
That's all we needed.
Can't even grasp a simple example!
Recently, I conducted a full survey on him.
From his college mates, schoolmates,
ex-girlfriends, distant relatives and everyone.
According to them, he's capable of committing a major crime.
And apparently, there's even a chance he's a psychopath.
I'll forward that result to your desk, Reji.
She's lying through her teeth, Reji Uncle.
My schoolmates were world-class frauds!
They couldn't even read properly; how on earth would they fill a survey?
Instead of reading that garbage, just go jump in a lake, Reji Uncle!
Uncle? Sit down!
Don, tell your client to shut his mouth.
Or I'll tear him apart for contempt of court.
Warning number one!
-Reji… -Yes?
How can anyone be judged using opinions from schoolmates and ex-girlfriends?
What kind of data is that?
Is Desdemona suggesting he should've lived his life impressing them?
I also did a survey before we got married.
But I never heard the nonsense she just said.
Why would we frame Frida? That's utter bullshit!
-Reji, do you have any brains? -Hey, sit down!
Warning number one… for…
Anindya!
One more warning and you'll be locked up like Charlie!
How dare you talk back?
Is this a court or a street-side land fight?
Isn't every land grab virtual now, sir?
Yes, you continue, Desdemona.
That's the teacher who taught him ethics, empathy and moral science.
-Teahcer? -Look at him, right there!
Hiding his face like a criminal.
He must be around sixty-one now!
He's hiding his face because he watched the same video too!
That says it all.
Like teacher, like student!
Zoom in on the teacher's expression…
switch to Desdemona!
Make her seem cold… and negative.
He got arrested on the way to buy a new machine
after burning the old one with 500 hours of nonstop play!
Pathetic!
Sir!
Just because his wife died,
doesn't an old man still have sexual needs?
Isn't it the same for widows?
Is Desdemona trying to set an age limit on desire?
Isn't it biological?
Even if our child dies, does that stop our hair and beard from growing?
Don't we still keep pooping?
Isn't all this normal, Reji?
She's attacking his morality due to her bias against his age and profession.
whatever collab you two have…
you must warn her now!
-Relax! Relax! -Memory reconstruction using AI imaging…
memory transformation with mRNA tech is already banned!
This is nothing but a simple strategy by Bimal and his wife
to lock the total legal system with these artificial images.
You know?
Cheap tricks from cheap people!
You're the cheap one!
How dare you accuse my client?
After doping yourself up!
Do you have absolutely no shame?
She killed two people, is it?
She has 150 superhits to her credit!
150, 150 hits! And right now, she's sipping cola!
Haven't you seen cola before?
-You-- -Haven't you?
Cola isn't something you drink post-murder, man!
-You moron! -That name suits your Dad perfectly!
A fully organic brand placement for Victory Cola.
Do you have any artistic sense?
For what? You're already skilled enough at killing!
Be more respectful.
What you do isn't art, it's murder craft!
Say something, you!
I'll warn you and throw you out!
Great stuff! If Frida had dropped even one cuss word…
How can you call her an actress?
Is being an actress just about killing two people?
Look who's giving lectures now!
-You want to touch me? -Come on then! Come on!
Judge Reji, what's happening here?
Sit there, you!
Behave properly or else I'll just walk out of this court!
My dear Reji…
My client…
changed her face using stem-cell technology…
had surgery and reshaped her eyes and nose…
and with skin bioengineering, upgraded her DNA.
Tweaked her genes…
and replaced her cellular mitochondria.
Even if she committed a crime then, that person no longer exists.
No, no! She even enhanced her brain cells!
That person is not the same anymore.
Reji, let's say I shoot you dead right here.
And if I just shave off my beard and slap on a mole as a disguise, is that okay?
Will the next judge set me free?
Will he say he is not that man?
You're insane!
Silence!
Guys…
let's have a commercial break!
Frida, Frida, Frida!
Frida…
views won't spike if you stay silent in court.
We signed this for your performance too.
Otherwise, we have Little Blossom, Diaper Fight--
What about the fund transfer?
-18% means nine crores transferred to you. -30.
Our agreement is for thirty crores.
Frida, reveal a bit more raw truth!
Add a little melodrama to your emotions.
For example…
if you feel sad like this, express it like this!
Only then will moms at home actually feel it.
-Do anything for attention. -Madam, may I suggest something?
Madam, if you walk into court in a bikini, it'll be sensational news for sure.
What?
And if you add some Gods or religious symbols onto that bikini…
how's that?
We don't need stupid ideas, Xavier…
That would amount to…
-what's the word? -Sensational!
-contempt. -contempt of court.
I'll give… you a device.
You just give drama…
as per our instructions.
Yuck! You dog!
What nonsense!?
I was only installing the device.
So sorry, Frida.
Don't worry. Even our head of chief doesn't talk without this.
There's script, dialogues, even nanobot earpieces.
Frida just has to perform effortlessly.
Welcome back to controversial murder case of Clint Marthandan, Harry Kumar…
and the leakage of Frida Soman's private video experience.
Shajimon…
what exactly happened that night?
Back then…
I was running an online channel.
You know… the usual actress fanpage stuff.
After posting Frida's photos, our followers shot up pretty well.
Smart fellow! Nice work!
Frida and I had a decent amount of… interaction, let's call it.
That night, I suddenly got a message.
Help…
I'm wet and waiting…
come to Mollywood Hotel, Upper Kadavanthra.
Guys, don't write notes on a virtual pad with blood.
It's pointless and you'll run out of blood.
We can't really say that, guys.
It's pure love, right?
I'll be right back!
Are you my fanboy?
Hear this clearly,
I'm not some rose from your daydreams
Not a wild vine that blooms for every passer by
Kerosene, lighter fluid…
and rope?
BSNI!
That's not how you say it!
BDSM!
Tonight's gonna be epic!
You came?
You said "wet and waiting" when I called, right?
Even when I stood by Shalini through all that…
somewhere inside…
I hoped she'd end up with me.
-Then what? -She didn't.
When I got home and fell asleep…
you know how bachelor blues kick in after 10:00 p.m.
So I ended up having a dream…
a fantasy!
Along with my stolen memories…
that dream got mixed in.
They took that too.
Everyone saw that dream.
But Bimal saw something else!
-Huh? -Dream?
-We all experienced the dream he had!
Reji, you're judging a wet dream!
Oh, shit, man!
Why would we watch his dream? I can watch my own dream, no?
Do you think this is child's play?
Bimal, you're safe!
Bloody fool!
Hey! Are you messing with me?
Do you even know who I am?
Whoever you are, sit down!
What kind of court is this?!
I've been a teacher for 30 years!
I even received an award from the Inter-State President!
And he made a fool of me!
Only by my kids' good fortune did I avoid a heart attack!
-Reji! -You hear me?
I'll smash you to pieces!
There's a sex terrorist in the court!
Human beings…
are social animals.
Memories and dreams were stolen!
Everything got spread around!
So everyone becomes innocent, right?
Isn't it?
Huh?
We're living in an era where memory and dreams get stolen!
Shajimon was attacked…
and was brain-dead in Hong Kong for three months.
His memories must've been stolen back then.
Hi, guys!
We're standing in China Town, Hong Kong!
This is my first time here.
Perimeter locked. Waiting for the command.
The guy on the left.
Who on earth did you shoot now?
Not my left, yours!
Can you give one more clue?
The one chewing on a sandwich.
See? Someone even collapsed while eating!
Are you killing for fun now? Isn't that burger?
How would I know from this far if it's a burger or a sandwich?
-I'll walk near him. -Go touch him and show me then.
I'll point again.
You fool, can't you see this idiot? Blue shirt!
Okay, latitude and longitude locked.
-Are you Malayali? -Yes.
Guys, we've got a Malayali here!
How did Shajimon's memory become Simon's?
It's a fake story.
Please use the court's precious time for something else.
Something creative!
We have an actress, cameras, fans…
even sold the court rights.
What more creativity do you want?
Top-notch performance too!
I know you tried to kill me using that guy
when I went to Hong Kong for vlogging.
If I also died…
there'd be no evidence left of that night.
But Shajimon isn't that easy to kill!
Frida…
Shajimon's memory.
Shai-mon?
SIMON!
Simon memory.
I had no option but to kill, Shaji.
Was it traumatic for you?
It's fine… let it go.
Don't worry.
Just think of it as watching a bad film.
Don't cry. Oh no…
Whatever happens… Frida…
Shalini…
I love you!
No!
Objection, Reji bro!
-He's lying. What did you just say? -Hindi?
What did you say?
-Shut up! -What?
He isn't in love with Frida ma'am…
Only my brother Charlie loves her!
My brother Charlie…
He's the slave of Charlie.
Let me tell you, Reji…
form an investigation commission with some retired judge.
And if Shaji's memory and 'that' memory match…
Frida can be easily arrested.
Use your brain, Reji.
You showed this to the entire police force in the name of investigation.
Now show it to all judges and advocates too.
Don't say all this, Don.
I will, Desde.
-Reji! -What is it, dear?
Tell him not to speak like this, Reji.
I'll tell you, Judge Reji!
Reji…
turning someone's sexual imagination into a video and spreading it…
it's frightening!
Isn't it a social evil?
-I don't think you got it. -No.
I'll explain… for example…
what if I imagine Reji being naked
and make a video game about it with technical assistance?
Got it now?
That's the case here.
I'm telling you, the accused deserves proper punishment!
That's the humble request of GDP Praveen Shashank.
-Sit down! -Reji?
Let me tell you, Reji bro…
it's an artist's duty…
to offer joy to society…
through creativity and imagination.
If some people found happiness through my thoughts here,
considering that…
will you let me go?
Artist, my foot!
His itchy midnight fantasy at 10:00 p.m.!
Then sleep at 9:59 p.m., man!
Silence! Now comes the sponsor parade.
Sponsored by…
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Today's program by Frida Soman is sponsored by Bumble Puppy Quilon Band.
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O' the breeze shaking the sizzling lotus has arrived
and it quietens the storm in my mind
O' the breeze shaking the sizzling lotus has arrived
and it quietens the storm in my mind
Fireworks and celebration all around
Hushed your smile
Frida!
Such a sad love story.
It pretty much looks like Frida did it.
Will she get life in prison?
Or be packed off for mental correction?
Or will it end with just a fine?
If money settles it, where's the thrill?
But an entire society is sitting on edge, waiting for this verdict.
There's no doubt you watched it and lived through it.
That, in itself is a crime.
But…
you didn't commit the crime Desdemona claims you did.
Do you have anything to say to the court?
Be brave and tell them why you went in to watch it. I'll handle the rest.
Bimal…
the whole world is watching us.
It's been two years and eighteen days since my daughter left.
Since the day she died.
In my…
cursed life…
she was the…
biggest little part of it.
My wife…
couldn't bear the pain and had her memories erased at the hospital.
But…
if I erase her too…
then… where will she exist, Reji?
I'm a father, after all.
I…
to distract my mind…
use the empathy machine
and dive into different near-death simulations, story-living and games…
But whatever I try… no algorithm…
can even brush against the pain of losing her.
In that state, as just a human being…
I stepped into Frida's memory experience.
I stopped thinking about right, wrong or justice.
You'll love it.
But I watched it.
Close-up on Bimal.
Create a split screen.
Bimal on one side and Frida on the other.
But what I saw wasn't what everyone else saw.
Maybe it's because of the…
way my mind keeps tending towards death.
Shalini!
I'm actually enjoying this, you know.
For so many days now…
I've been stuck in police custody, arrests, cases and court…
I don't even get time to sit and feel the pain of losing my daughter.
I have no rest.
Only such a distraction can pull me out of it.
Whatever punishment you decide, I'm ready to accept it.
Because whatever you give…
won't come close to what I've already gone through.
Melodrama.
Play the insurance ads.
This court is now wading through…
the raw emotions born out of…
a helpless father's lived and broken heart!
-Madam… -Frida!
-Can you hear me? -Madam, shall I do something?
Please do nothing!
Can you raise your hand to make sure you can hear us?
Bimal's sympathy graph is shooting up…
so you should create an emotional moment right now.
Frida, I'll prompt you.
-Shall I? -Who knows!
I killed that creep who entered my room and groped me in the name of an audition!
Frida…
Let's make this a night you'll never forget.
Shall we begin?
How dare you spit on my face!?
I'll ruin you!
You!
I'll kill you!
You kicked Clint on the chest, did you?
Oh my poor Clint…
It was just an accidental kick.
Do you know the power of the Malayalam syndicate!?
Oh no, please cast me!
You'll never see the Malayalam industry again, witch!
Didn't you like my audition?
Didn't my audition work for you?
There'll be none to watch even your porn video!
I'll wreck you!
Go on then, wreck me!
Come on!
I killed that slimy paparazzi leech who dragged me there!
But, this man who troubled my life claiming to be my fan…
I couldn't kill him.
Shall I alert the forces?
No, this is just a movie star act. There'll be no bullets in the gun.
Frida, can you just turn around?
We need to show the Bumble Puppy band logo.
Didn't you enjoy this?
This is what you wanted to see, right?
When you open the internet…
this is what you want to see, right?
The secret life of Frida Soman!
The actress and her wild misadventures!
This is full-on kathakali, man!
Frida Soman's private video!
Please enjoy it in HD through 1000 MBPS!
We're supposed to make it viral and trending, right?
These lines are definitely not in the script.
Frida, this is great but stick to the script!
Wanna know what brand of innerwear she wore to the gym?
Click the link to find out! Come on!
Come on!
Want to watch it in HD, huh?
What an improvisation! What a performer, man!
"Did Frida say that? Did she really say this?"
"Oh no, Frida's drunk again!"
"Why did she step out at night?"
"Still, why would she, huh?"
"Don't say such things. Don't wound our feelings."
"None of us expected this from you, girl."
But… don't you want an item dance, bro?
"Cover yourselves up first and talk!"
Oh wait…
but don't you want to see Frida's navel…
her eyes…
her thighs…
and that slip when she steps out of a car?
What else do you want to see?
Wanna see my brain?
Then crack my head open and look!
Come on then! Look!
My top angle?
Or you want my low angle?
Huh?
Do you want to see my life as episodes…
or as a private experience?
Don't you want me dancing in a mini skirt, like a wind-up doll?
Don't you want pictures and videos of me even at a funeral?
You need a bite, right? Bite!
Don't you want to turn it into a reel and comment on it?
Our superstar is back!
Oh! No, no!
Don't call me a "superstar."
I'm quite simple, don't you think?
Right?
Aren't I?
This is going too far.
-Feels like a school mono-act! -No, no!
This is perfect.
Let her exaggerate.
Exaggerate! Come on!
Yeah! Exaggerate, exaggerate, exaggerate!
Breaking news! Actress loses it on live stream!
Really? That's amazing!
Then what if something shows when she turns or twists?
My body…
My body is no longer a body.
It's just an object.
A limited-time offer!
TEMPLE DESTROYED BY DEVOTEES AND FANS OVER ALLEGED INSULT
And my relevance…
lasts only till my latest film flops!
And you, the mutt sitting there judging me!
-Madam! -Madam!
Throw that cup!
Frida, don't take the law into your hands!
Stop it, Frida! Put your gun down!
Hand me the gun right now!
Are you my fanboy?
Bimal, this isn't some stage show to view from the front row!
Move aside!
Dear…
Memories heap and ignite In sudden bloom
Bimal, open the door! Stop the game! oom