阿蘭:你怎麼變成這樣,當初的貢德族猛虎哪裡去了? 畢姆:你問我怎麼了?當初不是你讓我變成這樣的嗎? “I was meant to be more, and because you capture me, you capture me with your love, your anger and your whole life. I’m no longer myself, I’m a delusion you create, a perfect royal figure, “ Bheem leaned over, he hold Ram’s hands and pushed them up on the wall, pressed one of his leg against his inner thigh.
“So what, hmm, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to take off this uniform and become the old me?” “What, I-“ “This is what you want, the old me, right? Naive, kindhearted, dumb and baffled with words, believe that there’s still generous in everyone’s heart?” “Bheema, stop-“ “Oh, if you want to stop me you need to drop another mental-bomb to me.”
“I, you know I have to do that to stop-“ “Exactly, YOU. STOPPED. ME.”
“Don’t forget it’s you who kill Komuram Bheemudo, and buried him along with your faith and pride.” “You are the last person to stand there and judge me.” Bheem continued, he snared Ram into his arms, spoke directly into his ear. “So now I’m ask you again, Special Officer Rama Raju.”