Selvi: "Yeh tasveer... yeh toh galat hai. Maine jo dekha... main use bhool nahi sakti." (This picture... this is wrong. What I saw... I cannot forget it.) Hunter: "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I need to ask you a few questions about the commotion down by the orchard last night. Mind if I sit?" Selvi: (Gasps, clutching her camera tightly to her chest) "Oh! Aap... aap mujhse baat kar rahe hain? Main... main kuch nahi janti. Please, mujhe chhod do." (Oh! You... you are talking to me? I... I don't know anything. Please, let me go.) Hunter: "Whoa, easy there. I'm not here to hassle you. I just want to know if you saw anyone near the old barn around sunset. We've had some reports of trespassing." Selvi: (Eyes widening, looking at the camera, voice trembling) "Barn? Haan... main wahan thi. Lekin... lekin wahan koi insaan nahi tha. Hawa mein kuch... kuch tha. Bahut darawana." (Barn? Yes... I was there. But... but there was no human there. Something... something was in the air. Very scary.) Hunter: (Furrows brow, leaning forward) "I'm sorry, I'm not following. You were there? Did you see the suspect? Just nod yes or no." Selvi: (Tears welling up, frustrated by the inability to communicate) "Suspect? Main nahi samajh rahi hoon aap kya keh rahe hain! Maine dekha... dekhiye is photo mein! Yeh peedit ka chehra... ya shayad bhoot ka?" (Suspect? I am not understanding what you are saying! I saw... look in this photo! Is this the face of the victim... or perhaps a ghost?) Hunter: "Ma'am, I can't read that camera screen from here, and I certainly can't understand a word you're saying. Do you have an ID? A driver's license? Something with a name?" Selvi: (Frantically pointing to the camera screen, then to her own eyes) "Aankhein! Dekhna! Photo mein ek aur cheez hai... jo mere aankhon se gaya, woh is camera mein phansi hai!" (Eyes! Look! There is another thing in the photo... what went past my eyes is trapped in this camera!) Hunter: (Pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling sharply) "Look, miss. I don't have time for games. If you're in some kind of trouble, you need to tell me clearly. I can't help you if you won't talk to me." Selvi: (Shoulders slump, looking helpless and defeated) "Madad? Haan, mujhe madad chahiye. Par aap meri baat kaise samjhoge?" (Help? Yes, I need help. But how will you understand my words?) Hunter: (Phone rings loudly, breaking the tension) "Hold that thought. ... Detective Hunter. ... You're kidding. ... The apple orchard? Again? ... I'm on my way." Hunter: (Standing up abruptly) "I have to go. Stay here. Don't leave town. I'll find a translator and we'll finish this conversation later." Selvi: (Watching him leave, whispering softly) "Jao. Par sach toh yahan hai... is camera mein." (Go. But the truth is right here... in this camera.)