Hate Story 2 Page #5

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l would like to tell you...

...about innocent

and na.i.ve looking...

...Mumbai resident, Sonica Prasad.

Yes, Sonica Prasad trapped...

...Akshay Bedi in herfake love.

She went to Goa with

him and murdered him.

Akshay Bedi came to Mumbai...

...to pursue a career

in Fashion photographer.

And they met at Professor

Bajaj's Academy.

Uncle, isn't she the same girl?

Your niece, Sonica Prasad.

The one l met at the book launch.

She isn't my real niece.

Everyone calls me uncle.

So l call them niece or nephew.

Gushed out of Hardwaar

and locked horns with Mandar.

Locked horns with Mandar.

Locked horns with Mandar.

Poorthing washed all my sins...

...and got tainted herself.

Mandar.

Sonica's grandma is here.

Along with few ward

boys from the old age home.

Uncle, now we have a piece

of cheese to catch the rat.

Grandma.

Grandma. Grandma.

Sir...- Why did

you take the trouble?

You could've sent a word,

l would've come.

Sit, sit.

You could've called,

l would've come.

Save my Soni, sir.

Soni can never do such a thing.

He can never do this.

The police are

definitely mistaken.

When my son and daughter-in-law

died in an accident...

...you supported her.

You're her guardian.

l trust you completely...

...that you will

save Soni somehow.

l tried explaining her.

Don't mingle

with this useless boy.

But no,

she eloped with him. - Come.

Forgive her, sir.

What are you doing?

You're elderto me.

This way you'll

make me a sinner.

Come on,

let's forget what happened.

Bring herto him.

Try to explain her...

...that if she

stays underground...

...the police

will be against her.

Once she's here, l'll

get her out of this mess somehow.

Come, Grandma.

Before she left

she gave me a phone number.

You see...she'll be scared

to see all of you. - l see.

You stay here. - Yes.

l'll bring her out.

- You go get her.

l'll be right back.

Sonika. - Grandma...

How are you, my child?

What has happened?

What is everyone saying about you.

Grandma, sit down.

Let me explain you everything.

What will you explain your grandma?

Come. Come with me to Mandar.

He will handle everything.

l have talked to him.

Come on... - No, grandma.

He will never understand.

What do you think?

Didn't l think about it?

Come on. Come on, dear.

You guys locked

Akshay in the car...

...and threw him in the lake.

He couldn't

breathe without oxygen.

He suffocated.

l don't have a lake.

But l'll suffocate you as well.

Come.

You...

Go out. - Yes, sir!

lt's her.

She's done it.

Election's around the corner.

The media shouldn't

get a whiff of this.

Close the file.

ls it genuine? - 1000/0.

l got it directly

from the Police Station.

Okay. Thank you.

l read it.

Look, l'm really very sorry.

l did a story

on you considering...

...you were Akshay

Bedi's murderer.

But think about it once again.

lf l do this story,

then we're the press...

...no one can harm us.

But you'll need protection.

Mandar Mhatre will

need protection, not me.

l am ready to die.

Not him.

We've learned

from trusted sources...

...that Sonica

is trying to escape...

...from Mandar Mhatre,

a politician from Vishwa Mahasang...

...and not the police.

We've got our hands

on certain evidence...

...which proves

that Mandar Mhatre...

...forcefully made Sonica

his mistress for 3 years.

Sonica's handwritten

diary proves...

...that she loved Akshay Bedi...

...and was planning

to elope with him.

We'd like to show

you some photographs...

...which Sonica Prasad

took in her home...

...in the last 3 years.

Let me remind you,

that Goa Police...

...has found Akshay

Bedi's dead body.

And considering

all the evidences...

...it'll be wrong to

say that only Sonica Prasad...

...is behind Akshay's murder.

Mandar... - Move!

How did they get the diary?

How did they get the diary?

Move.

Mandar...

When?

When did she write a diary?

Where did this diary come from?

Must be the press.

Tell them no comments.

No comments.

l don't want to talk to anyone.

Who is it?

What?

Yes. Yes.

He's right here.

Call from Delhi.

Call from Delhi.

What?

What do l say?

Yes, ma'am.

No...

lt's just a ruse

of the opposition.

And photos can be edited

on a computerthese days.

Yes...yes, ma'am...

l'll handle everything...

Yes...

No problem.

Yes...ma'am.

Hello.

Mandar Mhatre's

political rival...

...and cousin,

Atul Mhatre wants to meet you.

When do we meet?

Sorry, sorry, Sonica.

This is more of a filmy

smugglertype meeting, but...

You can't meet me publicly.

Correct.

You're smart.

So...why did you want to meet me?

Your sorrows have made

me really sad, Sonica.

No need for an election speech.

Talk clearly.

Listen, Sonica.

Mandar's wronged you and me too.

You want revenge...

...and l want to defeat

him in the next election.

Our motives are connected.

l know the police

are looking for you.

But...l want to organize

a big private press conference...

...where all the reporters from...

...all the big channels

will be present.

Yourwhereabouts,

the interview's location...

...will remain confidential.

All l want...

l just want you to

come before the media...

...and shatter Mandar's image.

Just add spice to everything

that reporter said with yourtears.

l'll handle the rest.

That's only about your interest.

Sonica, just start

helping me first, and then...

...as soon as l

win the elections, l will...

Again the election speech.

l get it.

Name your price.

You'll have the entire money

in advance before the sun sets.

l do want an advance, Mr. Atul.

But it's not money.

l see. Then what is it?

Kaka Bhonsle.

Alive.

Kaka...Bhonsle.

Hello.

l will be there.

Welcome...Sonica.

l guess we'll always

be meeting secretly.

Kaka? - l kept my promise.

Come.

Father used to say...

Aweakling's intent,

and politician's promise...

...are meant to break.

You must have heard that saying.

Birds of a

feather...flock together.

ln this case, politicians

of a feather...flock together.

How are you, Atul?

Your blessings, brother.

Sonica, l am so sorry.

Brother made me an

offer l couldn't refuse.

We're sharing

seat in the election.

End of all conflicts.

Now that we

brothers are together...

...l don't need uncle.

But you shouldn't

have killed him.

See...you forcefully

barged in his farmhouse.

And gravely injured the

watchman and his bodyguard.

Get up.

Uncle and you

had quite a scuffle.

Uncle hurled

you onto this table.

You got up and hurled

uncle on the dining table.

Like this.

Then...somehow you

got hold of the gun...

...and you shot uncle.

Don't worry, it's empty now.

She killed uncle,

but she was so gravely injured...

...that she couldn't escape.

Poor soul seeking retribution...

...was on the verge of dying.

Check and mate.

''My heart keeps asking me...''

''...why do l love you so much?''

''Why are your desires...''

''...more important

than every wish.''

''l keep uttering

only your name.''

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