I bet 300.
Welcome to an exciting game, sir.
- Gentlemen, come forward and place your bets. - I want to bet 600.
Here's your chance to triple your money
expensive dates, no problem, no worry!
Gentlemen, come forward and place your bets.
- Place your bets gentlemen. - Come on place your bets.
Place your bets and win a fortune.
- Here's my bet. - Yes, please.
Here's a chance to triple your money.
What a crook!
He is blatantly cheating the people.
Should I teach him a betting lesson?
Don't stress it, Gade.
Let him make some money.
Anyway, we'll have our cut from his profits.
But sir, ladies are betting too. Take a look.
Madam, please come.
- Welcome, welcome. - We're on for more bets.
It's an exciting game madam. Find the dice
- and triple your money. - Tell me something.
You bugger, what do you think?
You think women can't play mind games?
Not done!
You surely underestimate women.
Place you bet, madam.
Hi.
Food is in the microwave.
- I'll shower first and then eat. - Damn it.
Beer is in the freezer.
Oops!
You're the best.
Targets and figures. Same fucking words everyday.
There's a new factory installed in Pune.
Who will take care of the new staff?
Of course.
Gaurav Gupta.
Who else?
As if I am the only fucking employee in this company.
This thing is so noisy. Why don't we sell it on OLX?
You know, I'd been to Versova today.
And I learnt a really cool game.
A few men were playing and I played it with them.
Let me show you.
Yeah, cup game.
It's an old one.
You know this?
Yeah.
But what were you doing there?
What was the need to play with strangers?
You know how risky this is?
It's fun.
Risk is fun for you.
What are you doing?
Give me a warning if you want to kill me.
Not possible.
I like surprises.
You know sometimes I feel,
if people are complete strangers to each other
then life would be always surprising.
What fun!
Madam, I am done for the day.
Come by 6:00.
How was the day today?
Busy?
I told you I'll quit.
I'll be meeting Nisha.
- Nisha? - Um-hmm.
How is she doing?
I heard...
I heard
her café stall turned out to be a failed venture.
Just like her marriage is a failed venture.
At least she has you to share her stuff with.
What's the point of sharing? She needs to do something about it.
By the way,
- this weekend- - You are going to Pune. I know.
Here's some salad.
Do have it.
Greetings sir.
Greetings.
Who are these bodybuilders?
Officers from the police department, sir.
They are looking for a young guy.
He got married two years back.
He offered me sweets too.
He used to work in the yellow building there.
He was an IT officer.
I didn't see him since a month.
The police say that he hasn't been home since 10 days.
He would lie to his wife.
His wife had no clue he was jobless for a month.
These people say that he must be linked to a big scam.
Clearly, sir
I think he must not be happy with his wife.
Stupid guy!
Tell me one thing sir,
who on earth is happy with his wife?
But that doesn't mean all men should become runaways.
How many times have you got married?
You're poking fun at me.
Half marriage.
Game on.
Shit.
Yeah, I'm moving it.
For fuck's sake please tell me you went to the doctor this time.
Why should I see a doctor?
This is nothing.
You know I've had much worse.
Wow! You should really get an award for this.
For how long he cried after hitting you?
Sorry this...
Yeah, later.
Usual.
A couple of hours.
What the fuck is this!
Yesterday I hit him back.
Punched him twice.
From here,
He bled from here.
You know what, let's get the fuck out of here.
Come on, let me take you for a ride.
Come on!
I am sorry. Did that hurt?
Come on.
Gaurav and I never had such a fight.
But I guess we just don't have any demands from each other.
You remember?
Anand and you used to be so crazy about each other.
Maybe we still are.
Passion, possessiveness,
these are also forms of love only, right?
You know in fact I read it somewhere that
after a point of time
love needs new forms of expression.
First there were love bites on the neck
and now cigarette burns.
This is completely a new form of expression.
Why do you have to be so sarcastic?
Sometimes I find you like Anand.
Sometimes I feel like he loves playing mind games with me.
Then you should play the game back.
- Hello. - Did you see the photo?
Yeah, I don't care.
What do you mean by you don't care?
What do you mean Priya? Isn't our fridge well worn?
And so is our marriage. So what?
Can't help with the marriage but we can surely buy a new fridge.
Take your call.
Fridges don't excite me, okay.
Okay bye.
But listen...
You know,
I can't tell you how I love saying no to people.
Sometimes I go to these malls
and observe a product for hours.
And towards the end of it I turn around and say
"No mister, I don't want it."
So exciting, isn't it?
How bored in life are you?
I sent her a friend request.
I think she'll accept my friend request.
Yeah, sure.
And anyway you're so charming.
Come on.
- Stop, stop, stop! - Hey, hey, hey! Hello aunty!
Stay in the kitchen and cut your veggies.
This place is not for your kitty party gossips.
Bloody rookie drivers. Pull!
- What the heck! - Watch me.
Where are you going? Priya!
What did you say?
- What did you say? - What happened madam?
How dare you call me aunty!
- What were you saying about kitty party? - I was...
- What did you say? - I was saying drive carefully.
You think I'll become your eve-teasing target?
- Eve-teasing? Listen... - Today you're eve-teasing tomorrow you'll be molesting.
- Then you'll make a rape attempt. - Priya!
- Madam, I wasn't talking about rape. - Now you're calling me "madam".
I was an aunty a couple minutes back. Why you're calling me madam now?
- You think women will tolerate in silence. - Priya.
Come, see this.
- You're going to be viral though this video. - Priya.
- We'll make this video go viral. - Priya!
- Everyone will learn about people like you. - What are you doing? Let's leave.
- Rub it! Should I call the police? - Please listen to me.
- Should I call the police? - I am ready to apologise.
Apologise and rub your nose.
- Rub your nose. - Priya.
Rub it!
Your apology now, loud and clear.
Sorry I am sorry.
- Would you do it again? - No, never.
- Will you indulge in eve-teasing? - You please leave?
- Morons! Out! - Hey Priya!
What are you doing?
What the hell is wrong with you? What if he's a dangerous guy?
What if he throws acid on you face tomorrow?
What is this Priya?
Why don't you think?
You're...
Seems like you had a good day.
Extremely good.
How was work for you?
How is Nisha?
Her eyes have swollen up.
She is a total mess.
It's so strange.
She can't live with or without Anand.
Stockholm Symdrome.
Hmm?
Stockholm Symdrome.
Actually, she doesn't like freedom.
She loves bondage. She is into it sub-conciously.
She has fun in it.
What do you know about fun and freedom?
Are you leaving tomorrow or the day after?
Day after tomorrow.
Okay, tell me something, when I am not around
do you feel the sense of fun and freedom?
Exciting game, sir. Exciting game!
Brothers, I challenge you to win this bet.
Triple your money and impress your girl...
Gift your husband.
Place your bet, madam. Welcome. let's play. Do you want to bet?
What's the starting bet?
100 for 300 and 300 for 900. Try your luck.
Welcome madam. It's an exciting one. Please place your bet.
No madam, it's in here.
Try till you succeed.
Place your bet, madam. let's play this one madam.
Let's see. Not in here madam.
You'll win this one madam.
You'll be lucky this time.
Let's see. This one.
Madam, come on, this has to be your lucky turn.
This is the rule of the game. Sometimes you win and other times you lose.
Madam, bet 300 and you'll win 900.
Gift your husband.
Let's see this time, madam,
- Hah! Oh! - I told you madam. Here you go.
- Your 300 and another 300. - I'll get 900, right?
Here's your 900.
Madam, you want to play more?
Your bet? Where, here? Here? Or here?
Wow madam! Great!
This is your prize.
- You've won this one too. - Oh!
- Should I bet 300? - Sure madam.
Come on everyone, place your bets.
Place my bet on this one.
Thanks.
Madam you play like a gangster.
Play madam. Madam.
Should we go to the next level?
Yes, yes.
Should I make it four?
- Four? Yeah, okay. - Yes.
Here we go, madam.
Here it goes. Want to bet a thousand?
Yes, yes.
- Sure? - Yes.
Okay, this one.
Uh-oh.
Give me the money.
Give me my money.
End of day's play.
Thank you.
Hey listen,
keep this.
Keep it as an advance for coming games.
Keep it.
I'll come back again.
Okay. Thanks, bye.
- Madam. - Hmm.
I can't keep this money.
Why?
You played well and you've won the matches.
If I take this money back
then I'll be breaking the rules to the game.
There are rules to the game.
Breaking the rules
means game over.
Keep it.
Thank you madam.
Don't you feel like you're living in a jail?
Like you're constantly being punished?
Jail is better than my home.
By the way, do you remember that cousin of mine?
Dheeraj.
- SoftNET? - Yeah.
...who got arrested for hacking.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
Judicial custody for a month.
- Wow! - Mmm.
So before,
he used to look like a combination of watermelon
and polar bear.
But I kid you not
when he came back he was 10 kgs lighter.
Happy, peaceful,
and he would tell me, "Sister,
this Arthur Road Jail is just rad."
No noise, no tension,
simple tasty food.
Eight hours of sleep, open grounds,
Singing, gardening,
almost like meditation type.
I have a suggestion,
let's send our respective husbands to the jail.
We both will get a break.
Don't stare her like that, sir. She might file a case.
And instead of outside you'll be inside the lockup.
No.
I was wondering how to address this madam.
Carefree or mental?
Look look.
People are getting bored at the signal
and this crazy woman knows how to live it here.
Shit!
Break the rule and the game is over.
Or maybe a new game.
Okay, let me ask you the same question.
When you go on tours
don't you feel a sense of fun and freedom?
Silence.
Using my strategy back on me.
The truth might not be comforting for you.
Weekend to weekend is no fun or freedom, Priya.
Some weekends I am in Pune for work
or I'll be at home watching TV.
With beer of course.
You need change.
We need change.
Should we just...
Should we just leave each other?
What are you saying?
I'd rather be bored with you than have fun alone.
What is the problem in your life?
It's so happening.
Full of surprises.
No?
- Baby stop acting like a child. - I am not acting like a child.
I am sure someone is following me.
Stop reading those Japanese novels and no one will follow you.
Baby it's those books which play with your mind. Nothing else.
Gaurav please try to understand. Gaurav, can you...
So you're not coming back today?
I have this meeting, no.
This meeting!
Gaurav please come back.
Babe, these are new coffee beans.
Taste it.
Are you expecting anyone?
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
You don't look okay.
You won't get it.
Try me.
I have a strange feeling
like someone is trying to follow me since two days.
Somebody is stalking me.
- What rubbish! - It's not funny.
You must have a bunch of stalkers everyday.
- Look at that pretty face. - Please, this is different.
Okay, why would anyone stalk you?
- Tell me. - I don't know.
I don't know.
Some criminals don't have a motive they just...
What rubbish!
- In Germany, there is a psycho criminal. - Hmm.
A male nurse.
He has killed 97 patients by poisoning them.
He didn't have any motive. He was just bloody plain bored.
Okay, so.
Here he is, the only stalker in my life.
- Who? Anand. - Who else?
- I told him I'll be back. - Hmm.
But where he'll leave me alone?
He's coming to pick me up.
I'll be back from the washroom.
Yeah.
- Madam. - Hmm.
Who?
What happened?
Are you okay?
- Relax, I am here. - Ah!
So?
How did it feel?
Staring through your own window?
My heart was racing baby.
It was too much fun.
What got you excited the most?
The note from the cafe.
About you punishing me.
So exciting!
So?
How are you going to punish me?
I am waiting.
You'll be busy from tomorrow again.
Do you want to take this to the next level?
How?
What if we include
a police officer in our story?
I can go get a cop's uniform.
I'll have to think something else for you.
Listen.
Will you kidnap me?
Why not?
Hey Panchu, come here.
Tell him he's here for the stuff.
Come with me very politely.
If you make any sound I'll cut your throat. Do you get that?
Don't fucking move.
Stop!
- Stop! - Aah!
Leave me.
Leave!
Leave me!
Stop it!
You're killing me...
Idiot! Leave!
Oh shit! You okay baby?
Did I overplay it?
Did I hurt you?
That was my friend.
Sir, it's just some misunderstanding. It's not what you're thinking.
Yeah.
Please call my wife, sir.
Her name is Priya Gupta. Should I give you her number?
She'll clear your misunderstanding, sir. Please call her.
How should I prove it?
Sir, we were just playing around.
Acting.
Role play.
Do you know what role play is?
Sir, Usal Pav! You know what Usal Pav is, right?
When you don't enjoy your Usal Pav what do you do with it?
You top it with some snacks
to add a crunchy twist.
Don't you add it, sir. For fun, eh?
Same logic, sir.
To turn up the heat or the spice in life... a little bit...
Simple.
City.
Sir, please call up my wife.
She'll clear the misunderstanding. Please believe me.
- We don't need to call her. - Why?
You want to know why? It's because she called us.
I made a mistake.
I get it. I get it.
Now I get it, sir.
My wife planted you guys, right?
What nonsense!
Huh?
All of you are acting, huh?
- NSD. - Sir, I think he's lost it.
My wife is a fucking genius.
Hey you, listen up!
Sir, is not good with computers.
If you keep talking he will make errors in typing statement.
So be warned
2 years of imprisonment can turn into 8 years.
- Sir imprisonment-- - Shut up!
Sir, this is Priya, my wife.
- Come madam. - Hi baby.
- Please have a seat. - Sir.
Priya please tell them.
Just tell them, it was just a joke, right.
What happened to your face?
Please read it carefully before you sign it.
What is to be signed, sir?
What are you doing Priya? What are you signing?
Hey, are you serious? I am talking to you, Priya.
Is this a joke? Priya.
- Sit down. - But it was just a joke.
- Sit down and zip it! - Sit down and be completely silent.
Sir.
What are you doing Priya?
I just did what you wanted me to do, huh?
The marriage was never about us Gaurav.
It was always about you.
For seven years I'd be scared everyday
of his ugly mood swings.
Sir, she is lying.
Sir it was the same cycle everyday.
Everyday physical abuse.
He would punch me, kick me, or even hit me with shoes.
- He would give me cigarette burns. - She is lying, sir.
- Sir, she is absolutely lying. - Yeah yeah, sit down.
- Am I lying? - Shut up!
He cries, apologises, begs,
and then he would so the same again.
What are you saying? I did what you
wanted me to do I just did that.
My friend Nisha told me passion and possessiveness
is an expression of love.
I was crazy to believe all that.
That's a bundle of lies.
Have you gone nuts?
When did I ever abuse you physically?
Huh?
- I am not lying. - She's gone crazy,
This is a police station. Sit down!
Shut up!
He was just looking for excitement.
He bored of beating me for seven years.
He was seeking a new level of excitement.
Is this exciting enough for you now?
Are you crazy?
Do you have any idea what I will have to go through?
Do you know what you're saying?
You have the evidence, right? Please arrest him.
Put this man in jail.
Please be seated madam.
- Please sit. - Sir, I'm leaving.
Sir.
Isn't she the same lady who's into street gambling?
Yeah.
We'll present you in court by 11 'o clock.
Look at this.
We have hard evidence on you.
Bloody psycho wants to abuse his wife.
We'll put you in Arthur Road Jail.
Hello.
Where are you? I've been trying to reach you.
I was just bored sitting at home.
Thought I'll go out for a drive.
You get bored too quickly.
Don't become like that German nurse.
Your guess, madam.
I respect you madam. You play really well.
Next level?
With six glasses?
It's very tough, madam,
It's okay.
Your guess, madam.
What do you say sir?
Will madam win or lose?
You're asking the wrong question, Gade.
So what should the question be?
Will madam stay or not?
What next madam?