SEKHAR: Well India is no Utopia.
VIMALA: Bhadru, used to say corruption makes us collectively poor Well, Raghu, he’s my late husband. (PAUSE) You could’ve heard about the engineered accident of an engineer.
RAGHU: Who didn’t, but who thought I would meet you some day.
VIMALA: Maybe, that’s life all about, it makes and breaks. Back to the corrupt, they won’t have it easy any way. One may have a Benz but it doesn’t help much on our congested roads. It goes like that with everything else.
SEKHAR: It won’t be easy for Raghu till he clears the mess in the corporate hospitals.
RAGHU: In the no-profit-no-loss hospitals of our own Gates and Buffetts.
PRATAP: Would our doctors like to work in such hospitals?
RAGHU: Why not, if they get their due and the patients are not billed unduly.
PRATAP: What if I provide money, would you run the show.
RAGHU: What a fillip that would.
VIMALA: Are you into it already!
RAGHU: I run a twenty-bed hospital at Hayatnagar.
PRATAP: It’s my word and money is no constraint. Give her your contact number and we’ll call you up.
RAGHU: I have no words uncle.
VIMALA: I’ve enough words of praise.
PRATAP: Vimala, know I owe it your inspiration.
(PAUSE)
VIMALA: Oh, you too live in Hyderabad. What are your parents?
RAGHU: My father owns a couple of bulk-drug units in Hyderabad. My mother is a full time housewife and part-time accountant at my father’s office.
SEKHAR: With such a pedigree, you can’t deny your eligibility.
RAGHU: Why are you after my bachelorhood sir?
PRATAP: Caught in the shackles of marriage, he’s jealous of your freedom
VIMALA: Is it that you want to be shackle-free.
PRATAP: The saying, do as I say but don’t do as I do, goes with me too. To tell you the truth, I’ll be happy being a netted fish.
VIMALA: Empty words, what do you say Sekhar.
SEKHAR: He’s deemed right till you prove him wrong.
VIMALA: It’s stupid of women to expect justice in an all male court.
RAGHU: Don’t feel let down aunty. I’ll assert you are right till Pratap uncle proves you wrong.
VIMALA: (OFF) Buddhu, you’ve played his card. It’s good you’re not a lawyer.
PRATAP: Vimala, you know I’m a game.
(PAUSE)
SEKHAR: Looks like we’ve some trouble on hand. Why the traffic came to a halt. Don’t you see the police are all over?
RAGHU: Oh, we’ve almost reached my hospital