Selvi: (In Hindi) "क्या मैं बताऊं? इस शहर में कैसा ही मृत्यु का आखिर साथी है, जो बचपन के बारे में कहाना कहता है! मैं दो बच्चों को घूस मिली थीं, भारतीय पहला, अमेरिकी दूसरा।" Hunter: "I'm sorry, I don't understand a word of that." Selvi: (In English) "Something terrible is happening in this town. I saw two children, one Indian, one American. They were... gone." Hunter: "Disappeared? When did this happen?" Selvi: "A few days ago. I didn't want to tell anyone, but I think it's important." Hunter: "You're right. Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I'll look into it right away." Selvi: "Please, find them. They can't be gone forever." Hunter: "I'll do my best. In the meantime, be careful. I don't want you to get involved any further." Selvi: "I promise I won't. Just... please, find them." Hunter: "I will." (Hunter leaves.) Selvi: (Muttering to herself) "बचों की जिंदगी पहले में तो आप जानते, फिर मानते, पसंद करते आप, लेकिन किस साथ आप उसे फिर घुमाते आप?" (Translation: "What do you know about a child's life at first, then understand, then like... but what do you do with it afterwards?") (Selvi puts her camera away and leaves the cafe, visibly distressed.)