Naane Varuvean (நானே வருவேன்)

Once upon a time, there lived two kings.

One of the kings was good. And the other king...

Answer me!

I know which of you did it.

Prabhu?

Kathir?

Speak up, or I'll tell your father you both did it together.

You do know what Dad would do?

Mum, please. Don't tell Dad.

Even if I don't, the neighbour will.

Why won't you let me live in peace?

You beat up the neighbour's kid so badly!

What if something bad had happened?

I will not hide it this time.

You will learn only if you're thrashed.

Why would you do such a thing?

Tell them you're sorry. And that you won't repeat it.

Will you apologise, or not?

Kathir, if you don't apologise, I will kill you!

Say sorry. Say sorry. Say sorry.

Dear, please don't. - Out of my way, woman. Say sorry.

Say sorry. Say sorry. - Please don't...

Dammit!

You're done for. He won't even open his mouth!

You mongrel! - Dear, please don't--

He was born with you. Can't you learn from him?

No more food or water for you. - Dear, don't...

You're incorrigible.

You stay right here. It will grow dark in a while.

Ghosts and spirits will come. You're only fit for their company.

Poor boy! Please bring him inside.

He's a child. He'd get scared.

You don't get it, dear.

There's something seriously wrong with him.

Everyone says we should put him in a mental hospital.

We must have committed a grave sin in past life, to have birthed such a son.

I'm telling you...

I am scared that he will be a bad influence on Prabhu as well.

Fine, go now.

To hell with it.

Untie him, and bring him in.

Kathir!

Kathir!

Kathir!

Kathir!

Kathir!

The pleasure of hunting is something else.

But rather than kill an innocent creature that only has five senses...

killing a human with six senses is both meaningful and pleasurable.

Normally, I don't let anybody live for this long.

I don't know why, I really like you.

Something in your eyes.

I wish I don't have to kill you.

Run!

Didn't I tell you?

You're worse than me.

Go on, do it!

Where's my husband?

We've informed him. He'll be here any minute.

I'll not have the baby if Prabhu is not here.

How are you feeling?

Sorry, dear. I tried but I couldn't make it on time.

I had an important meeting.

Fine, then.

I was thinking we could name her Sathya, like you wished.

Let's name her Kokila Rani like I wanted, then.

What say? Shall we?

Sathya!

Be careful, girl.

Careful.

What's wrong?

Sathya? Sathya? What's wrong?

Sathya!

Mom, something's... not right.

What?

What is it?

Sathya!

Sathya?

This place doesn't feel right. Let's get out of here.

Why are you looking at me like that, Guna?

I am jealous of you, sir.

Why?

How could one man have it all?

Don't jinx it!

I try not to, but it's hard.

A wife who understands you, an angel of a child...

Of course I'm jealous.

How was your vacation?

It was beautiful.

But Sathya has been unwell ever since we returned. - Oh, no.

She's getting better.

Will you please check these remaining files?

Sathya won't eat unless I am there.

Good night.

She goes to sleep late, and struggles to wake up for school.

What happened, Bhuvana? What are you thinking about?

It's just... The little one is twelve.

She'll become a big girl soon.

Then she'll go to college, get married... go away from us.

We'll be all alone then.

If you wish, we won't let her get married and keep her with us.

What, then?

It has to happen.

We have each other. Where's the question of being alone?

We should have another baby.

Bhuvana...

We've been through this.

I don't want another child.

In this life, we'll only have one child.

And that's Sathya.

I don't want to share my love for Sathya with anybody.

Okay?

Let's not talk about this again.

Sathya...

What happened, kiddo?

Dadda...

What?

What happened?

Did you have a nightmare?

What happened, silly girl?

Fine, I won't call her that.

What happened, madam?

Can I tell you something?

What do you want to tell me? Tell me.

No. Can I sleep here tonight?

Oh, no way.

You're not a child anymore. You're all grown up.

How will we fit? I'll roll over and fall down.

You roll over and fall down, then. We're sleeping here.

Leave my glasses there.

Let go!

You both do this all the time. Father and daughter always chase me out.

I should have built a room for myself. Dammit!

Dear!

Come here a minute.

I need to tell you something.

What is it? It's getting late for school.

Please, come here.

Two minutes, Sathya. - Okay, Dad.

You had all morning. Tell me, what is it?

I slept in the little one's room yesterday... - Yeah?

Something's not right.

Huh?

I felt someone pressing me down.

What do you mean?

I felt someone... pressing me down.

I tried to get up but I couldn't.

I tried to move my hands and legs... but couldn't.

It was so strange...

...my stomach was in knots. - Fool!

Don't go talking that way in front of the child.

Even I have such dreams sometimes.

Just pray to God, and lie down. It will all be fine.

Sathya...

Yes, Dadda?

Is everything fine in your room?

I don't understand.

I mean...

Any sort of disturbance, or...?

Ye--

Dad--

Disturbance, Dadda?

Like what?

Like...

A different paint colour? The position of your bed?

All okay, Dad.

Hmmm? - Hmmm.

Okay.

I felt someone... pressing me down.

No...

They wouldn't believe me if I told them now.

Please.

Please. Listen to me.

Sorry, sorry. I will definitely tell them tomorrow.

No, listen to me.

Okay, okay...

Who were you talking to, kiddo?

Nobody.

No?

Dadda heard your voice.

No.

I was playing, Dadda.

Fine, it's getting late. You have school tomorrow. Sleep.

Good night. - Good night, Dada.

Please.

No, I can't tell him now.

Fine, I will.

Tomorrow, I promise.

Please listen to me...

Fine, I'll talk to him. I will...

The tea is getting cold...

Sir...

I couldn't help but notice, for a while now...

you've appeared low.

Normally, you're so happy and jolly.