KHOON

Written by

Siddhant Bhayani (Really?)

(TRANSLATE 1)

DRAFT
#4
EXT. BEACH - DUSK

Long coconut trees stand high, swaying by the wind under the
light blue sky.

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(v.o)
October 12th 1991, a boy is
collecting sea shells by the ocean,
daily after school activity. Four
pm on my clock, it's time for him
to return home. Five hours later.
The boy hasn't reached yet. A day
later he arrives, massacred. No
investigation take place. in a god
forsaken city, you don’t let a
child roam free. His fault his god
wasn’t an idol.

A dead body of a child washes up on the shore, his shirt

torn. His back covered with multiple wounds, both old and
new.

CUT TO:

EXT. BEACH - DAY

The Artists stands on the wet sand. He presses the wet sand
with his toes. AS he looks around, a few bystanders watch him
for no reason.

###(CONT'D)
(v.o)
The city which never looked over
him witnessed his last moments,
decided to do nothing. god didn't
hear his screams for help. his
sight, blinded over this city's
streets, streets now extended
gutters and gutters filled with
blood of the innocents and semen
ejaculated by the politicians over
their loyal whores. This city needs
cleaning and god won't do anything.

The Artist turns his head to see Somesh & Nirmala entering
the beach with their security escort. As they walk, the few
bystanders turn the other side and begin to walk away in
fear. The Artist continues to perform his act.

Somesh & Nirmala are walking on the bench looking at the

ocean. Somesh wears a satin kurta with a cashmere shawl.
 2.

Nirmala in creme saree with a red pearl necklace around her

neck. Nirmala breaks the silence.

NIRMALA
Mujhe pata hai tum abh tak mere se
naraz ho.

Somesh takes a step further and sits on the sand, while

Nirmala stops her steps in regret.

SOMESH
Maafi maang rahi ho?

Nirmala shakes her head.

NIRMALA
Nahi.

SOMESH
Toh iss baare mein baat karke kya
fayda?

Nirmala puts down her gaze, disappointed she walks towards

and sits beside somesh.

NIRMALA
Kya ho gaya hai humein? Hum itne
door kabh ho gaye?

SOMESH
Jis tum dimaag se kam, dil se
zyaada sochne lag gayi.

NIRMALA
Tumne mere saamne aur koi raasta
nahi chhoda tha. Baat sahi-galat se
upar badh chuki thi.

SOMESH
(scoffs angrily)
Abh toh tum zabaan bhi un kutton ki
bolne lagi ho.

Somesh frustrated to Nirmala's words, he turns his head

towards the shore, taking a leave he walks towards it.

NIRMALA
Bohot ho gaya Somesh. Apne iss bade
leader hone ka dhong band karo.
Inse badla leke tumhari andar ki
nfrat gayi nahi hai. Balki darr
main badal gayi hai. Aur kitna
khoon chahiye tumhare darr ko?
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Somesh turns around and puts his gaze down to Nirmala

SOMESH
Tum sahi keh rahi ho Nirmala. Main
darta hun. Par main isliye darta
hum kyunki maine iss sheher ka asli
chehra dekha hai. Maine dekha 4
kutton ko beech bazaar meri Maa ko
uthake le jaate hue. Maine dekha
hai mere ghar jalte hue. Maine
dekha hai mere baap ko khoon mein
rangey. Samay beeta, log sabh bhool
gaye. Iss desh mein insaaf itni
aasani se nahi milta. Main maanta
hun ke in logon se badla lene mein
kuch nahi hai. Galti inki nahi,
inke mazhab ki hai. Inke mazhab
inke khoon mein sirf zeher aur
ataank bhara hai. Main sirf inke
mazhab ki safai kar raha hun. Aur
mere raaste mein koi nahi aa sakta.

NIRMALA
Agar main aai toh?

SOMESH
Ummeed karta hun tum nahi aaogi.

Somesh and Nirmala look at the artist.

NIRMALA
Jhooti ummeed rakhna chhod do.

As they both sit, The Artist begins to walk towards them

Somesh looks at the man with the silver face paint walking
towards them. As the artist reaches near, he is stopped by
Somesh’s security to get checked. The Artist steps in between
Somesh & Nirmala after getting checked. Nirmala looks at the
Artists closely, Somesh too. The Artist removes a dead
flowers and gives one to Nirmala and one to Somesh.

SOMESH
(to artist)
Thank you, naam kya hai aapka?

ARTIST
Noor.

SOMESH
Shukriya Noor.

Nirmala sits holding her dead flower and Somesh turns around
to walk away from the artist.
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NIRMALA
Yeh phool aap kahan se laye ho?

ARTIST
Mere bhai ki kabar se, usko yeh
phool bohot pasand they.

Somesh turns his head.

SOMESH
I'm sorry to hear that. Kya main
tumhari kuch madad kar sakta hun?

ARTIST
Aap kuch nahi kar sakte.

SOMESH
Paison ki koi zaroorat ho toh mere
party office aa jaana.

The Artist smiles politely.

ARTIST
Filhal zarurat nahi.

Somesh greets the Artist with a Namaste.

SOMESH
Hum chalte hain.

Somesh turns away from artist and walks towards nirmala

ARTIST
Aapke paas ekk sutta hoga?

Somesh comes towards the artist again, he brings out his case
of cigarettes and offer it to him, the artist takes up two,
keeps one in his pocket and locks one between his lips.
Somesh pulls out his lighter and helps him light it.

ARTIST (CONT'D)
Thank you.

They shake on their end of the conversation but the artist

doesn't seem to lose his grip on somesh's hand. He rotates
Somesh's hand and pulls out a razor out of his pocket, the
artist swiftly slices a deep cut on somesh's wrist and a
swarm of blood flows out.

ARTIST (CONT'D)
Khun aapka bhi nikal sakta hai
janab.