Nayak: Sorry Sir, I was out of wits.
Rakesh: Why not own it up and be done with it.
Nayak: Its better I too jump to my death.
Rakesh: Why, to make it worse for us.
Nayak: If I confess, what face I will have to show to my children.
Rakesh: You should have thought about it when you brought it upon yourself.
Nayak: Sir, please Sir.
Rakesh: Preeti, go and shred them right now [He hands over the papers back to her.] No, no, why court trouble for destroying evidence should things go wrong [Takes back the papers and locks them in his drawer.]
[Enter: Sunil and Gopal and join the women in the visitors’ room. Preeti too joins them and Nayak is seen pleading with Rakesh (mime)]
Sunil: Inspector Balram is expected any time now.
Preeti: Boss is mad with Mr. Nayak.
Ramya: But will he go against him?
Rekha: But we will, won’t we?
Margaret: Come out clean and be fair to Nritya’s soul.
Sunil: Why wash our dirty linen in public? Won’t the stink reach your own homes?
Gopal: What if we get fired for spilling the beans?
Rekha: What self-serving arguments. If only some NGO was involved.
Margaret: Why that would’ve cooked Nayak’s’s goose for good.
[Nayak gets up from the chair and folds his hands in gratitude.]
Nayak: Thank you Sir.
Rakesh: But you’ve to put them in the silent mode.
[Nayak goes into the visitors’ room and Rakesh picks up the phone. While Rakesh makes a number of phone calls (mime), Nayak pleads with his colleagues (mime) and Rekha is seen resisting the most (mime).]
[Enter: Inspector Balram in uniform and all fell silent and Nayak retreats into a corner. As Balram takes a look at all those present, Preeti goes up to him]
Balram: I’m Inspector Balram.
Preeti: Please be seated Sir.
Balram: No need for that, I want to see your M.D.
Preeti: Mr. Rakesh is expecting you Sir. Please wait.
[Preeti goes up to Rakesh and announces Balram’s visit (mime) Rakesh goes up to Balram, greets him and leads him into his office (mime). And they take their seats.]
Rakesh: Sorry for the bother Mr. Balram
Balram: Why it’s my duty.
Rakesh: If only there are a few more like you, India would be on top of the world.
Balram: Any way, who pushed her out of the window?
Rakesh: Sir, how can you say that?
Balram: Well, if its suicide, what was the provocation?
Rakesh: We are at a loss ourselves Sir. I thought she had a great future. We’re upset that it should’ve ended that way that too in the office.