John Day Page #3

Any cut? Any mark?

Any evidence that

can help us nab them?

Please.

L.. - I am sorry, Mr.

John, but you can't go home.

Why? - It's a crime-scene"

...and it's not safe enough for you.

Okay, I...will stay here..

- You cannot stay here.

Mr. John, I am so sorry. Please.

- What am I supposed to do?

Why don't you check into a hotel?

I'll take you to my friend's hotel.

I'll ask you the rest of the questions there.

I am so sorry, Mr. John. Please.

Come. Please.

Do you have any clue what's going on?

No.

What's going on?

You don't know because"

...like always you're drunk.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Bch! Don't you get it?

I got a call from

the bank this morning.

They were saying something

about a bank-robbery.

I don't remember clearly.

I was way too drunk.

I wasn't in my senses.

Sorry.

If you want to live, stop drinking.

What's the point of staying alive?

To be scared every moment"

"that one day you will leave me,

like everyone else.

You will leave me, Gautam, right?

No.

You're lying. You're lying.

Do you love me?

Don't start your crap"

Say you love me.

You love me, don't you?

J ust say it..

Bch! Why did I

save you from the drug scam?

I should've let you rot in jail.

You still haven't

answered my question.

Now listen to me clearly.

You have to go to the

bank day-after-tomorrow".

...and claim your belongings.

You know... how important.

"The Casablanca documents are for us.

Stay in your senses.

And get that treated.

All the phones and

surveillance cameras"

...were already destroyed, sir.

It was a good planning.

But I think they're novices.

They didn't touch some of the lockers.

They were in a hurry, Scoundrels.

The bank manager

doesn't know much, sir.

They tried to kill his wife..

"So that they can't

give a description.

Poor thing.

They made his life a mess.

He's already living

an unfortunate life.

Do you have any special interest"

...in the bank robbery case, sir?

Nothing special.

When this bank was being built..

...my mom worked here as a labourer.

Labourer...

You sir...

Let it be, sir.

I get it.

Sir...will I take bribe from you?

Whores never work for free.

Keep it.

My father used to say,

"Money's a dirty thing".

So, every time I touch money,

I wash my hands.

'Here. Have juice.'

'She's not going on that tour.

That's it.'

'She's 19. She's grown-up.'

'She's not a child anymore.'

'Stop this... possessiveness.'

'Let her life her own way.'

'Come on, don't be selfish.

Come on.. - I..'

'Don't. You go cheer her up.'

'Pearl. You can go on your tour

or anywhere you want.'

'Dad, thank you, thank you.'

'Thank you, daddy.

I love you so much.'

Sir. Here's the address

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