[Bengali] 'What are you doing, Madhumati?'
[Bengali] 'What?'
'You're so scared as if I have blood on my hands,'
'not 'alta'!'
'I've called for a meeting.'
'People are waiting for me.'
'Move.'
[eerie vocalisation]
[anklets chiming]
[clanking]
"Written on the pages of love"
"is a story unfulfilled."
"It is not new."
"It started years ago."
'Let them wait.'
'They ought to know'
'you first belong to me'
'and always will.'
"It started years ago..."
'Madhumati'
[leaves rustling]
[pensive music playing]
[camera shutter clicking]
[mobile phone chiming]
[rattling]
'Uncle Calling'
Hello, Uncle. Have you'll reached?
Yes, Ayaan. It's been quite some time.
How are the arrangements for the 'puja' coming along?
Yes, they're done. [soft chuckle]
'Do you remember?'
We'd celebrate Manasa Puja together during your childhood.
'I remember everything.'
'On my flight back from London, this is what I was thinking.'
This time, I'd be with the family for the 'puja'.
I remember to this day. Dad and you made the idol together.
'Mom, Thakuma and Aunt would cook the food.'
And Pablo and I would steal 'laddoos'!
And I used to pull your ears. Do you remember or not?
I remember everything.
In fact, my ear still hurts.
And as usual, Kaustubh would be buried in a book!
You'd say, "We live in Kolkata..."
And Kaustubh in books!
[chuckles]
[nostalgic vocalisation]
'Ayaan!'
Are you fine, son?
Uh...
I really miss you people.
[Koyal] 'Then come downstairs.'
What? Hello?
[intriguing music playing]
Ayaan!
Hey...
- Look at that! - Pablo!
- What are you doing, Pablo? - Uncle! Dad! Aunt! What a surprise!
Did you think we'd let you be alone on Manasa Puja?
You might be busy trying to save old memories,
but it doesn't mean we won't make new ones!
Not memories, make 'laddoos' so that we can steal some more!
[all laugh]
Dad!
Thank you, Dad!
[sentimental music playing]
[nostalgic vocalisation]
[vocalisation fades out]
Thank you, everyone. Thank you so much.
Save your "thank you" for outsiders.
How could we let you be alone on Manasa Puja?
Besides, the family should be together on this day, right?
Exactly! I was missing you people a lot.
Meera!
[unsettling music playing]
Come here!
[tense music playing]
Mother offered her a job
and this shameless girl took it!
[soft dramatic music playing]
And you, Ayaan!
You let this fraud beguile you again.
Please don't worry, Uncle.
I'll get rid of her.
If you're not gone in a minute, I'll call the police.
And if you don't apologise to me within thirty seconds,
I will be calling the police!
[soft dramatic music playing]
Let the police investigate who burnt my house down.
Are you blackmailing us?
No, I'm not blackmailing anyone.
I'm trying to save you, your family and your son.
And you'll realise that tomorrow.
And yes.
You don't need to say sorry.
I don't want to speak rudely to any of the elders in this family.
Nor do I wish to fight or create any problems.
I only wish to prove my mother right.
And tomorrow, you will all realise that my mother was right
and you were wrong.
[music playing]
Let it be. It's a matter of a day.
She'll be mortified and leave on her own.
Dakini has such poor taste in men.
That boy is a red flag!
And she can marry him for all I care.
I just want to prove my mother's innocence.
I can't believe she likes this guy! Mr. London!
[scoffs]
It's fine if the boy isn't good-looking,
but he shouldn't look like a buffoon at least!
He's insolent, ridiculous and impudent!
[exhales]
[music playing]
I know spirits and ghosts don't get captured on camera,
but if they use or move anything
from our world, that will be recorded.
What does Dakini want to do?
[tense music stings]
Mr. Choudhury!
No! Mr. Choudhury!
[ominous vocalisation]
[anklets chiming]
Ayaan!
[door creaks shut]
[spluttering] Wasn't that Dakini?
Wasn't she Dakini?
- What happened? - What's the matter?
- What's wrong? - I told you Dakini was real.
Mr. Choudhury saw her too.
Please tell them.
[spluttering] I...
I saw Dakini. She...
- She was in a sari... - What...
What do we do now?
We must fight Dakini off.
She's Dakini. Might can't defeat her.
Our fear strengthens her.
If we want to defeat her, we must look her in the eye.
I'll go inside.
- No! Mr. Choudhury... - I will go!
- Hey... - Ayaan!
[screaming]
[suspenseful music building]
[spluttering] Mr. Choudhury...
[tremulous breathing]
[suspenseful music playing]
No...
[suspenseful music building]
[upbeat music playing]
[upbeat song playing]
Bipin!
[upbeat song continues]
Hang on a second!
[solemn music playing]
What nonsense is this?
Dakini is no joke!
You are!
[door opening]
Dakini will make whatever she did in the dream yesterday come true.
She's going to marry Mr. Choudhury tomorrow.
Mr. Choudhury won't listen to me.
On top of it, Dakini has shut the door.
What do I do?
[laboured breathing]
[ominous laugh]
'Tomorrow, my king'
'will become mine again'
'forever.'
I'll record this and show it to everyone.
Everyone will be convinced that Dakini is real.
[cryptic vocalisation]
[electricity crackling]
[sparks igniting]
Come on!
No! No...
[coughing]
[cryptic vocalisation]
What a lovely picture.
[suspenseful music playing]
Where's that glare coming from?
[suspenseful music playing]
[dreadful music playing]
[door opening]
Vayuyaan! Mother Meera!
- What happened - Mother Meera, danger!
- Relax. What happened? - Mother Meera, danger!
Sit here.
Ishani, relax. Just relax.
- Mother Meera, danger! - She'll be fine.
- Mother Meera, danger! - I said, she'll be fine.
Relax.
[sobbing]
[cryptic vocalisation]
- [thudding] - [groaning]
- [flesh squelching] - [screaming]
[blood spurting]
[thudding]
- Mr. Choudhury! - Meera!
[ghoulish song playing]
[mouthing words]
[eldritch music playing]
[music fades out]
Goons have begun following her to the house.
Uncle, Meera didn't invite anyone to stick a knife in her.
Just look at her condition!
She was attacked, Sagarika.
Frauds like her don't have a dearth of enemies.
Before another enemy breaks into the house, throw her out.
Don't forget that someone burned her house down.
Where will she go?
Mother, I don't care where she goes.
Koyal, the kids and I are in this house.
Oh, God! What if someone sticks a knife in me?
Stop this victim shaming, Mom!
Ms. Ghosh was attacked,
but you're blaming her and playing the victim yourself.
Quiet.
Our family wasn't attacked but could be because of her.
If this girl stays with us, we're exposed to danger too.
Do you understand?
Throw her out at the earliest.
We won't throw Meera out, Dad.
Are you out of your mind, Ayaan?
Think logically.
I'm thinking logically, you're thinking emotionally.
No! I'm just stating facts.
My Swastika died because of this girl's mother.
This girl is staying with us, which is why murderers are breaking in!
And you're defending her!
Because we're not like her.
Her family gave us pain,
but my family has instilled good values in me.
Aunt Piyali!
The first step to protecting your family is
to defend your upbringing.
I'll talk to the police.
They'll assign security to the house.
Make preparations for the 'puja'. I'll handle everything.
Do as you please!
Pablo!
Hey! Why are you getting up? Lie down.
The doctor has advised you to get rest, Meera.
The doctor prescribed these medicines.
Take two after dinner.
And don't put pressure on the shoulder.
Ishani!
Please tell me if you need anything.
[spluttering] Mr. Choudhury!
Had you not saved me...
[solemn music playing]
I mean, thank you.
You don't need to thank me. I believe in returning favours.
You saved my life thrice, I saved yours twice.
Ideally, we don't need to be square.
Ideally, I should be warning you that you might get attacked again.
Ideally, you should leave this house.
But I won't say that to you. Do you know why?
Because I know you won't listen. You won't leave this house.
When did I lie?
You said you were a normal girl.
I am a normal girl, Ishu.
But yes,
I'm not a good sister.
I'm sorry, Ishu.
I couldn't keep you safe from the assistant.
Wrong! You pushed me aside and saved my life.
And got seriously wounded instead.
You know? You are...
[light-hearted music playing]
A superhero!
No.
You are my 'super-Ishu'!
If anyone harms a hair on your head,
- then I'll punch their nose. - Punch their nose.
[laughs]
I'm right, you're wrong.
You're my superhero.
You're watching too many films.
Yes, that's why I know
a superhero's weakness is the people that they love.
And a supervillain's weakness is usually a stone,
a thing or a chemical.
And then... Bam! Pow!
Hang on. What did you just say?
[eerie vocalisation]
- What the hell? - [Bengali] "I am yours."
What's all this?
[Bengali] "You are mine."
Hello. Excuse me!
What's going on?
Why's your bride following me?
"Written on the pages of love..."
Do you hear me?
Excuse me.
"It is not new."
"Their story started years ago."
[anklet chiming]
[eerie laugh]
'I am Dakini...'
- Hmm. - Both have a weakness.
The superhero
as well as the supervillain.
[music playing]
[eldritch cry]
Today's our wedding.
[dramatic music stings]
Mine?
What are you saying?
What's this nonsense?
I don't want to marry anyone.
Leave me alone.
[malefic vocalisation]
[eldritch cry]
'Mr. Choudhury!'
Meera!
Save me!
'Ayaan!'
Meera! Please help!
Meera...
[heart beating]
"Even after death..."
Ayaan, it's okay.
Take a deep breath.
You're fine. It's okay.
"Their story is an old one..."
"Even after death,"
"she vowed to unite with him..."
Did you have a bad dream too?
Yes, I...
What do you mean by too?
Me too.
Should I get water for you?
What are you doing in my room?
I want to talk about something important.
Say it and leave.
- Come with me. - Where are you taking me?
- Come on, please. - What...
Come on!
[devotional music playing]
Why have we come here?
Because the devil can't come where God resides.
Dakini can't hear us here.
Not Dakini again!
Thanks to your Dakini stories, I'm dreaming about her.
That's not because of me.
Then who?
Let me guess. Dakini!
Right?
Why are you mum? Speak.
Will you do as I say?
Fine. You're right and I'm wrong.
Do you know what my mistake is?
That I came all the way here to listen to you.
There's nothing left to say.
Other than a favour!
What?
Didn't you say you were a man of your word, Mr. Choudhury?
I saved your life thrice, you saved mine twice.
You owe me one favour.
Don't save my life,
just do me the favour.
I've heard that real 'zamindars' keep their word.
You'd promised.
Do me one last favour.
What are you trying to say?
Fifteen minutes.
I want fifteen minutes with you before the Manasa Puja.
Can you do that?
What will you do in those...
Look, no matter what I say right now, you won't believe me.
Please answer yes or no.
Just support me tomorrow in whatever I do.
You'll have repaid all your debts then.
[music playing]
[music fades out]