Mrs. Sharma: Aman, since the wedding is in December, why don't you go back to London for a while?
Aman Mehra: No. I'm not budging from here.
Mrs. Sharma: Why?
Aman Mehra: I don't trust your daughter.
Mrs. Sharma: Aman?
Aman Mehra: She's taken forever to agree to the marriage. Until we, uh... What do they call it?
Mrs. Sharma: Tie the knot.
Aman Mehra: Tie the knot! I'm not going anywhere.
Mrs. Sharma: Crazy. You love her a lot, don't you?
Aman Mehra: Nah... Yes. But, I get the feeling that... she doesn't love me.
[Mrs. Sharma gasps, but then quietly flips through some papers again]
Aman Mehra: She doesn't, right?
[Mrs. Sharma still doesn't answer]
Aman Mehra: Hey, Mother-in-law... She doesn't, right?
Mrs. Sharma: Aman, you... you've gone mad.
[She leaves as Aman becomes sad]
Aman Mehra: She didn't answer.