Episode 2
Police Officer: okMr. Mehra, one last thing.
You’re not allowed to leave the city until further notice.
Kunal oberoi
(coldly) I’m not running anywhere.
Kunal and Raghav sit inside the car – dark tinted windows, tense silence for a moment]
Kunal oberoi
(looking at Raghav)
Tell me, what’s the matter?
What the hell is going on?
Raghav sinha
(sighs, serious tone)
Kunal… do you remember anything from last night?
Kunal oberoi
Confused)
No… Nothing. Just… pieces.
My head feels like it’s been hit with a hammer.
Raghav sinha
(pauses, then pulls out his phone)
You’ve been accused of rape, Kunal.
[Kunal freezes — eyes wide, disbelief written all over his face]
Kunal oberoi
What? That’s… That’s not possible.
I don’t even remember… anything.
Raghav sinha
Someone sent me this a few hours ago.
[He taps on the screen and shows Kunal a video.
In the video: a blurred room, shaky footage—but clearly shows Kunal forcing himself on a girl.
The girl is struggling, crying, and his voice is slurred, aggressive.]
Kunal oberoi
(whispers, shocked)
No… no… this isn’t real.
This can’t be me...
Raghav sinha
(serious)
That’s the problem, Kunal. so who is that person..
[: Kunal's bungalow – a luxurious, house in Delhi. He steps inside, still dazed. Inside, his entire family is gathered.]
His father, Mr. Vikram Mehra – a famous binessman with a sharp gaze.
His mother – emotional but silent.
His elder brother – tense and restless.
His grandmother – sitting quietly, holding her rosary, worried.]
vikram mehra
(sternly)
What is all this, Kunal?
What are these news reports? Are they true?
shalini mhera
(knl mother)
(choking up)
Son... what have you done? Something this serious?
[All eyes are on Kunal. He doesn’t answer. Instead, he glances at Raghav, then walks away.]
Kunal oberoi
Raghav… explain it to them.
I can’t deal with this right now.
He exits. Raghav takes a breath and turns to the family.]
Raghav sinha
Mr. Mehra, Mrs. Mehra...
Kunal has no memory of last night.
We believe he was drugged.
But right now, an anonymous video has surfaced.
It shows him... forcing himself on a girl.
[Gasps echo through the room. His mother stifles a sob. His grandmother closes her eyes tighter, her fingers trembling on the rosary.]
vikram mehra
(firm, authoritative)
Raghav... I don’t care how bad it looks.
I don’t care who’s behind it.
Just handle it.
Raghav sinha
Sir, we’re doing everything possible
vikram mehra
No, you listen to me.
You know exactly who we are.
Our reputation cannot—must not—be tarnished.
Fix it. I don’t care what it takes.
Do you understand?
Raghav sinha
(nodding)
Crystal clear, sir.
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