Sam Mohan credited as playing...
Unni
- Unni: Sir, the ruckus you created to get me here, like smearing the bull's butt with 'chunam' paste to make it run faster in a rekla race.
- Nambi Narayanan: So are you ready to take on the French, Unni?
- Unni: The lime paste has already been smeared on my butt, sir. Just watch me sprint.
- Nambi Narayanan: If someone had asked me who would have been my first visitor in jail, I would have never guessed it would've been you in a thousand years. How are you doing, Mr. Unni? Congratulations, Mr. Unni. The state you were yearning to see me in, I am standing right in front of you, fulfilling your wish. Beaten, disheveled and in soiled clothes, broken spirit, family humiliated, career in shambles. Look, I've peed in my pant. No bladder control. And on top of it all, branded as a traitor. But you know what? What you went through because of me... You are justified in seeing me in this state, rightfully so. And for Mr. Unni, I am willing to stand here for as long as you want. Feast your eyes.
- Unni: How I would extract revenge for what you did to me... is something I have thought of every single day in my life. Because you lack basic human kindness, temerity from head to toe, a mean, law unto your self, selfish son of a bitch, monster even. But even then, in my worst dreams, I couldn't have imagined seeing you like this. But whatever you are, Mr. Nambi Narayanan, from my unfortunate personal experience, I know, you just cannot betray our nation. It is a shame beyond words... no one visited you in jail so far. Now that I am here, tell me what needs to be done to get you out of here. Because in this room, if you think you are the only patriot here, you are making a mistake once more.
- [they shake hands]