She

Uh...

Shit.

Oh, God.

What are you looking at? Where are you?

-Uh... Sir? -Fernandez Sir is in his cabin.

Sir...

That's your test.

You failed it, Bhumi.

I didn't tell you this, but I was pushing for you here,

so that you can work for us undercover.

Everyone was against it, but I convinced all of them.

All you had to do was pass this test, Bhumi -

this simple psychometric test

which would have shown us that you're mentally strong enough to do this.

But you failed it.

No awareness, no presence of mind, no killer instinct.

You're going to get us information out of these criminals?

No chance.

Anyway...

I have failed.

I'll inform DCP Mathur tomorrow.

I'll have to face him.

Sir, I did not have enough time to think during the test.

But if I had, I would have...

Sir, I really want this job. I need it very badly.

-Really? -Yes, sir.

I'm willing to do anything to get this job, sir.

You'll do anything?

Desperation is not a qualification, Bhumi.

Dismissed.

Sir.

What are you doing here?

You know what I'm doing here.

I've come here to convince you that I'm capable of doing this job.

Really?

Okay, convince me.

You think just by asking someone

to hurriedly write a test on a piece of paper,

tells you if that person can get information out of a criminal?

Or whether or not they have a killer instinct? Is it that easy?

Every country relies on these psychometric tests to assess candidates.

Then they shouldn't.

Uh-huh?

Are you done?

You still haven't managed to convince me.

Bye.

Sir...

Forget the test. I have other ways to show you...

what I am capable of.

Like what?

Like, anything.

Anything you want.

You're trying to seduce me, huh?

Well done, Bhumi.

But the thing is...

I have a girlfriend.

Very beautiful.

Way more beautiful than you.

If she's so beautiful,

then she won't be willing to do those things...

things I'm ready to do, sir.

You're so desperate, aren't you?

And it is also my biggest qualification.

I think I'm finally starting to see...

what Sasya saw in you.

Don't go by what he says.

Try it yourself.

Get in.

My girlfriend's at home.

Then let's go somewhere else.

Here?

Is that a problem?

No.

Okay.

-Good evening, sir. -How are you?

This is for table number five.

One vodka quarter and a soda.

-May we take that table? -Yes, sir.

I'll go get their order.

Sit.

We're both with the police.

And I am your senior officer.

Whatever you said to me in the last half hour

will remain between us.

Okay?

Okay?

But after what you've said, you've managed to convince me...

that I need to give you another chance.

One more test.

Not with a pen and paper...

but with this.

Not sitting at a desk,

but in the real world...

with real people.

Now let's test your killer instinct here.

-Your objective is... -

to find such a man here who is alone...

go up to him...

And convince him to get up and leave the bar and go outside with you.

Then take him to a deserted place,

pull out this knife, and you stab him.

Not in the back.

This is a test.

You have to stab him in the chest.

When he's looking right at you - then.

Can you do it?

What about him?

He's alone... and he's strong.

Can you do it?

Listen, Bhumi...

This time you won't have the police with you.

But make no mistake...

I'm watching you.

Hello.

Are you also waiting for someone?

But I don't think he'll show up.

But I am here.

You were sitting here all by yourself...

Didn't seem right.

Hmm.

And what about him?

Him? His story is different.

Different how?

He's not interested in women.

My story isn't like his at all.

I'm very interested in women.

What are you drinking?

Whiskey.

Strong?

Yeah.

Just like you.

After everything's done, you're not gonna ask for money, right?

What do you mean? Who do you think I am?

Come on, don't get mad.

Why the hell do all men think like this -

that women don't want what all you men want?

Hey, sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I was just joking with you.

Okay, then.

Come, it's time to get serious.

Hmm?

-What if your friend comes now? -He is too late now.

But he is what I call a true friend.

-Why? -He didn't turn up.

So?

So, I got you.

You haven't got me yet.

If I can't get you after coming so close,

then I'd have to be a real fucking asshole.

What are you doing? There are people here.

This is Mumbai.

There are people everywhere.

Let's go there.

Is this place okay?

Here, you and I are the only people.

Will I do?

Y-You will do.

-Come. Let's start. -Hey, one minute! Not like this!

Hey...

Let me at least see.

Don't you know what's in here?

I have the same thing that every woman has.

Really? Show me.

Just see if anybody's around here.

Check over there.

The customer you are calling is unavailable.

Why didn't you answer your phone? At least let me rest for one day.

First time she's quietly at home, and you are getting my blood pressure up.

Why are you taunting me? What have I done?

Just go to sleep.

If she's up to something, don't scold me.

Up to something? Hmm? I'm up to something just because I'm late?

Something is going on. You left me alone at the court that day.

With that asshole Lokhande.

Where are you coming from, dressed up at this time?

Hey, Rupa...

Just because you're home one night doesn't make you a saint, Okay?

And your hotel fellow, he must be busy with some other girl tonight.

-That's why you're here. -What? What?

How the hell did you dare to mention his name?

He has not complained against you because I asked him not to, Okay?

By the way, he's my boyfriend. Hemant.

- Forget it. -Oh, really? Then why did you start it?

Rupa, I never ask you where you're going or where you're coming from.

You also don't ask me, Okay?

What are you saying? What's wrong with you?

It's nothing, Aai.

I'm just a bit tired today.

There's nothing to worry about.

No, no, no, let her do what she wants, Aai. You do whatever you want.