In the dimly lit, stuffy room, the Indian siblings act out their darkest desires. The sister, a self-proclaimed randi, pushes her brother onto the bed, his back hitting the mattress with a thud. She straddles him, her thighs pressing against his hips, and leans in, her tongue darting out to lick his lips before she spits into his mouth. The brother swallows, his eyes never leaving hers, as she continues to spit, her breath hot and heavy, her words a filthy litany of incestuous desire.