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And why wouldn't I?

That's how Siya is.

Beautiful. Gorgeous.

Intelligent.

Stable. Compassionate.

And.. - And she's my wife so

I know everything about her.

Tell me something else.

You seem to be upset, Mr. Vivaan.

Actually I was hinting

towards the fifth question.

Now, Siya.

Next question for five crores.

For you.

Do you feel that if you didn't have any hair..

Your husband will still

love you as much as he does now?

Yes.

Lovely. The buzzer's

showed green as well.

Lovely, Siya.

Now-Your task is that...

"You've to give me all your hair.

What nonsense?

Nonsense? It's common sense.

When the husband's jobless, every penny counts.

Right?

And this is a question for five crores.

Look, your hair will grow back again..

"But not this opportunity.

No, no, enough Mr. Khan.

This is enough.

Let's do it, Siya.

What are you saying, Vivaan?

I am not going to cut my hair.

Will you do anything for money?

Siya, it's just a task.

We'll have to do it.

Didn't you eat meat?

Did you ever eat it before?

So what's the problem in cutting your hair?

And anyway, the sooner

we get out of here, the better.

So, let's do it.

He has a point, Siya.

Fine, cut it.

Have it your way.

Okay, don't get disturbed okay.

A change of plan here. Siya.

You won't cut your hair.

Relax. Fine.

Vivaan, you will cut it.

Okay? Fine.

Get it.

What's that? That's not"

No, no, no, no. He won't do that.

What's this?

- Razor.

I know that.

Buy you asked me to cut her hair, not shave it.

I said I want all the hair, right?

Fine. We don't want

to play this question.

Next question please.

Mr. Vivaan, you know you've

to answer all the questions..

And complete the tasks given to you.

That's it.

- Then we quit this game.

That's enough.

Come on, Siya.

He's messed up mind..

- And the 21 crores?

To hell with it.

Alright, Mr. Vivaan, you can leave.

I won't stop you.

But remember that the world is round.

Gouse.

Oh no!

I can't believe that we listened to him.

That game was getting too weird.

Weird.

I think that man's a psycho or insane.

And what was wrong with you?

I mean, you were willing to cut my hair.

You wouldn't look too bad without it.

Shut up.

Show me.

- What's this?

Why is it beeping?

- Let rne check.

We forgot to take these off?

Mr. Vivaan.. Don't go further

than 10 kilometres"

Otherwise it can explode. Be careful.

What?

The further you go, your life will be in danger.

Mr. Vivaan.

No point in looking here

and there, do something.

What nonsense!

Come back. Come back.

Hello. Hello.

Damn it.

Where is he watching us from?

Do something, please.

Turn back!

Turn back now!

Turn it now!

Move.

Khan! Khan! Khan!

- Slowly. Slowly.

What is this joke?

- Calm down!

Slowly. The birds are sleeping.

People are watching you.

I don't care. Take this off.

There're only two ways

to do that, Mr. Vivaan.

First, complete the game.

Or severe your arm,

and it will automatically come off.

This isn't a game, it's illegal

- Against the law?

Here's your signed contract, madam..

Where you've enslaved your freedom to this game.

To hell with the law.

Who cares about the law.

There's a law in Texas,

that you can't make furniture nude.

And in Portugal, you can't pee in the sea.

And in Minnesota, the law is that.

"The husband and wife

cannot dry their underwear"

on the same rope.

And which is the country"

where you can't make ugly

faces in front of your dog.

Laws are a sham, it's hollow.

What is strong are principles.

And compelling someone to do something"

are those your principles?

Demand.

Demand. Of the game, not mine.

Demand of the website.

Look, you were playing, people were enjoying"

now that you're fighting,

the people are loving it more.

Really.

They're waiting for the decision,

which you've to take.

Your hair or your arms.

Nice job.

Siya. You look very different.

Look, if you had shaved off

your hair in the temple"

you would've earned merits.

Here you won money.

And five crores is a big amount.

You can give away some in charity"

"that way you will also earn some merits.

Right?

So now. Next question.

For six crores. For you.

We just saw that you love your wife a lot.

Right.

Now our viewers want to know

what they didn't see.

Yes.

Did you evermslap your wife?

Domestic violence.

'How could you be such a b*tch, Siya?'

'Don't call me that, Vivaan.

- I will.'

'That was my child, Siya.

- Our child, Vivaan.'

'And you killed it. You killed it.'

'We were not ready.'

'Siya, if that was our child,

then it should've been our decision..'

'..and not yours alone.'

'l am sorry, Vivaan.'

'You would've never agreed

if I had told you.'

'Just think about it.'

'We cannot take the responsibility of

a child right now.'

'Neither emotionally nor financially.'

'And it's not over yet.'

'We can plan a child.'

'It's not the end of the world.'

'It's okay.'

'It's not okay.'

- Mr. Vivaan.

Mr. Vivaan. What had happened?

Your contract doesn't say that..

"We've to answer all your questions.

You're getting emotional.

But it musfve been something serious.

I am such a 'Gossip Girl'.

So, Gandhiji had said..

An eye for an eye,

will make the whole world blind.

But I say a hit for a hit..

Will give my website millions of hits.

So, your task is..

You'll have to let your wife slap you.

Yes.

Siya. Come on, take off your glove..

And give a tight slap

across your husband's face.

Come on.

Siya. Siya. Siya.

A slap should be crisp.

It's no fun as long it's not a tight one.

Look here.

This metre will decide how loud

and hard you slap him.

See. 120.

It doesn't register below 120.

Come on, come on.

One more, Siya.

Harder, Siya.

One more.

Hit him harder so that he knows..

It's not easy for a mother to abort her child.

Hit him.

'What had happened?

'Your contract doesn't say that..'

'..we've to answer

all your questions.'

'How do you know

what my biggest fear is?'

You give me blood, and I will give you life.

'When the husband's jobless,

every penny counts.'

That's it.

We got it.

Great. That's it.

Siya. It's okay. It's okay.

Listen. This man knows

a lot about us..

Which we neither told him or wrote on the form.

Your abortion, me losing my job.

My phobia of blood.

How does he know all this?

"Wooden plank, a horse on the plank."

"As the hammer struck on

the back of the horse."

"The horse galloped

with it's tail between his legs."

Yes, Mr. Vivaan.

Seventh question, for you.

Have you ever harmed

a stranger without a reason?

Yes.

Hey. What the hell

are you doing to my car?

Listen. Listen to me.

Get him.

Listen to me guys.

Please. Hear me out.

Hear me out once, please.

Beat him. Beat him.

Take him. Take him.

Idiot.

Listen to me.

Somebody call the cops!

Dispatch 265 from Suva Station.

Indian man, black shirt,

denim jeans seen breaking a car.

All officers on alert.

Please help me.

Please help me.

Back off. Back off. Step back.

I need your help.

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