-Open the door. -Are you okay?
I don't think this will work out, Indhu.
I have no hope at all.
-Let's break up. -What?
Break-up?
-What are you saying? -What are you doing inside, Indhu?
I'm coming, Mom.
When?
Mukund, what? You knew this would be difficult, right?
-It isn't easy convincing them. -George!
-Yes?
Everything will be fine in one year.
One more year? It's already been four years.
-She is not opening the door. -What happened?
What?
Indhu.
That man who has been stubborn all along will change in one year?
-Indhu, open the door. -Wait, Mukund.