All language subtitles for Lagaan_2001_2CD-DvD-Rip_xRG (2)

The year is 1893.

Champaner.

A small village in the heart of India.

The people of Champaner
depended on agriculture...

... like those in thousands of villages.

A British cantonment
bordered the village.

Two miles south, beyond the
cantonment, was the fort...

... of the Rajah of this province.

The British protected the Rajah's
domain from neighbouring attacks.

They also promised the other
Rajahs protection from this Rajah.

Thanks to this double-dealing,
the British...

... collected a tax from the Rajahs...

...paid by every farmer in the country.

Lagaan:

The submission of a portion
of the farmer's harvest...

... to the Rajah as tax.

Every Rajah collected lagaan
from villages under his rule.

The Rajah would keep one share...

...and give the rest to the British.

In this way, the British
fist grew iron strong.

Like thousands of villages
across the country...

... the farmers of Champaner
toiled on empty bellies...

...and paid taxes to
the Rajah every year.

Last year it rained, but very little.

And this year, there
has been no rain so far.

Dry eyes...

...scan the sky.

You're there again! What
are you looking at, Mother?

Just wondering when the
sky will darken with clouds.

How I long for the rains.

A month of rainy season gone
by and not a drop of rain.

Coming, coming.

By God's grace, at least
we have drinking water.

Or we'd be parched to the bone.

-Such are his ways.
-Yes, Mother.

The fields are parched.
How will the grains ripen?

Don't lose heart, Hari Bhai.

We'll dig into the earth.

We'll tear up the earth for water.

It's what I told Bhuvan.

Where is he?

He went out in the morning.

It's time to eat. Send
him home if you see him.

Yes, Mother.

You pests! I'll wring your necks!

Oh, no! The Great Chicken War again.

Goli, you moron!

See if I don't ram
you down a gun barrel!

Morons! You think
these are your own hens!

Go to hell, Bhura!

Come here, I'll show you.

-Wait right there!
-Come on!

-I'll put you in bed for days!
-How dare you hit my kids?

I'll hang them and
burn chilies under them.

Hassling my hens! And you?!

You behave or else I'll
burn your slingshot!

-Is that so?
-Stop it now.

You two are worse than cats and dogs.

But his boys are after my hens!

Stop acting like they're being molested!

Your hens aren't getting married!

They're only kids.
Goli, control your kids.

Tell me, have you seen Bhuvan?

-No. You seen him, Bhura?
-No!

Why?

Left, right, left!

Scumbags! Sons of jackals!

Strutting around in the heat!

You're all going back
to that little island...

...whimpering!

May the mighty hands of Fate ruin you!

Guran! Why bother reading their fortune?

They won't even care.
Won't you read my fortune?

Tell me. Will I get
the prince of my dreams?

Why not?

If you truly love him,
then he'll give you...

...your wedding bangle.
You'll be his bride.

-Really? You heard that, Jigni?
-Yes.

But....

But.... But what?

I see an obstacle.

What obstacle? Tell me quickly.

Gauri!

Later.

Read my fortune.

What is it, Kaka?

-Was Guran telling your fortune?
-No.

-Yes.
-He's mad.

No clue about the present and
he babbles about the future!

No, Hari Kaka. He's not mad.

What about Durga Bhabi?

She was childless for nine years.
Then Guran said she'd have a son.

And wasn't Somu
born? What about--?

All right, all right.
That lunatic is not mad.

Now tell me. Have you seen Bhuvan?

No, but I know where he will be.

Amazing!

So our little girl keeps tabs on him?

Lakha, what is it to you?

I see! This concerns me and
I'm not to open my mouth?

Why don't you wear
wedding bangles for me?

-Lakha, what nonsense is this?!
-I really mean it.

You've grown old...

...and Gauri here doesn't care for me.

Here, look at this. Look.

-See how badly hurt I am.
-Hurt?

It's my father you need, not me.

-Father!
-What is it?

Lakha has a gash on his hand.

He seems to cut his hand
more than he cuts wood.

What can I do, Isar Chacha?!
I'm always wounding myself...

...very badly.

Kaka, I'll go fetch Bhuvan.

Listen, if you see him, tell
him Mother is waiting for him.

Yes, I'll tell him.

One.

Two.

Three.

Missed again.

Ram Singh! Quick! From there.

Wesson, you go round. Let's
corner the blasted animal!

One....

Drop the stone.

Finally. Got the darn creature.

Well done, sahib. Good shot.

Thank you, Ram Singh.

Now for something bigger.

Arrest him.

Sir, this dacoit was
hiding in the bushes...

...with this stone.

He'd been distracting the deer.

Now I understand...

...why I missed five times.

You, a protector of animals, eh?

He's a farmer from Champaner.

Well, you must be a very good runner.

Try saving this one.

Next time, I will shoot you.

Next time, you'll be the target.

Captain Russell! Rajah Puran Singh...

...is waiting for you.

Puran Singh! What could he want now?

Bhuvan!

Bhuvan!

Bhuvan!

Why are you screaming your head off?

I was looking for you.
I couldn't see you.

-Was I lying dead somewhere?
-How should I know?

God! What am I saying?

Why are you so angry?

Never mind. What do you want?

-I've got something to tell you.
-What?

Sit down, won't you?

So tell me.

Guran read my fortune today.

What's the misfortune?

So mean! I'm not telling you then.

All right, tell me.

Come on.

Guran said...

...I'll put henna on my hands this year.

I mean, get married.

Wow!

That's great news.

You'll be dancing with
joy. Who's the boy?

How would I know?

Guran didn't tell me that.

But one thing is certain:

The house I marry into will have...

...a neem tree in the courtyard.

A big field beside the house...

...two cows, a pair of oxen...

...and three goats.

Guran said my home will be...

...a little heaven.

How wonderful! You're really lucky.

Lucky? You call this lucky?

Heaven for a home.
What more do you want?

Lord knows what'll become of me.

Tell me one thing, Bhuvan.

-What kind of girl do you like?
-Me?

I will only like the
girl whom my mother likes.

-Whom Mother likes?
-Yes.

-Oh, God!
-What happened?

I came to tell you that...

...Mother wants to see you.

Now you tell me! After all this!

You sit here. I'm going.

Bhuvan, I'm sorry.

Rajahji.

How did your hunt go?

The British are the best
when it comes to hunting.

-The British Empire is the best, right?
-Absolutely.

-But I'm worried.
-About what?

When all the game is finished...

...whom will your guns target next?

We're fortunate that
you came to visit us.

But I don't know the reason.

I've brought a request
on behalf of my subjects.

A request?

Morning, Eliza.

Your Highness, I present
to you my sister Elizabeth.

She just arrived from London.

Elizabeth, His Highness Puran
Singh Chawla of Champaner.

It is my good fortune to meet you.

-Rajahji, she doesn't know Hindi.
-Of course.

Charmed to meet you.

Pleased to meet you.

-Sir.
-At ease, Smith.

Rajahji.

Elizabeth, meet my
deputy, Lt. Patrick Smith.

-How do you do?
-Pleased to meet you.

Gentlemen.

Well, Rajahji, I am at your service.

For the last three years, my
people haven't worshipped...

...at the Siddheshwar Temple.

They believe that...

...worshipping there will end the
hardships they faced last year.

-But-- -But the temple
is in the land...

...ruled by Rajah Diler Singh,
your cousin and your enemy.

And your dear friend.

I'm sure if you speak to
Diler Singh, he won't say no.

No, thank you. Hum shakahari hai.

I mean, vegetarian.

What do you think, Captain
Russell? Is it possible?

Well, he could be persuaded.

Your work might be done.

But on one condition.

There's one condition.

Condition?

Yes, tell me.

Eat the meat, Your Highness.

You eat this meat and
I'll talk to Diler Singh.

As I told you, I'm a vegetarian.

Hum shakahari hai.

Just one piece of meat.

You eat it and consider your job done.

Andrew.

Eat the meat.

How's my eating meat
connected to the temple?

It's not connected.

I just want to see you eating meat.

Captain Russell...

...I cannot betray my religion...

...in order to do my duty.

I'm sorry.

All right then. You'll
have to pay me double tax.

Double lagaan?

Look, Rajahji.

Last year, I agreed to cut the
tax by half at your request.

And delayed, at that.

You have to clear the arrears this year.

So...

-... double lagaan.
-Sir.

But it hasn't rained yet.

The British Raj does not bathe
in lndia's rains, Rajahji.

Rain or no rain, I must
maintain this cantonment.

The army costs money.

It has to be paid, fed and clothed...

...for your protection.

How will the farmers pay?

Come on, Rajahji. It's
only double lagaan.

And moreover...

...you don't even eat meat.

Hey, Arjan! What's
Bagha so thrilled about?

-I don't know.
-Must be something special.

Hey, Bagha! What are you
beating that drum for?

Clouds!

Dark and dense

~Dark and dense Come the swirling clouds~

~Dark and dense Roar the clouds~

~The thunder reverberates~

~How lethally does lightning flash~

~The clouds make my heart race~

~The clouds make my heart race~

~O black cloud Pour down your rain~

~O black cloud Pour down your rain~

~Wield not Lightning's flashy sword~

~But instead The arrows of raindrops~

~The clouds Bring rain in their wake~

~Swirling darkly The clouds come~

~My heart leaps and says.:~

~Dance with joy~

~Step out of the house~

~The clouds will rain down nectar~

~Gone are the days of hardship
Sing the melodies of the monsoon~

~Dark and dense The swirling clouds~

~Dark and dense Roar the spreading clouds~

~When joyous rain pours~

~Who then will be thirsty?~

~The cuckoo will sing
Perched on the parapet~

~The songbirds will sing~

~Of the new days That are to come~

~Light shall smile at darkness~

~Love's rain Will
drench hearts and bodies~

~On the earth A mirror of water~

~Wherever you go~

~You will see~

~This splendid sight~

~The earth here Wears
a rainbow-hued veil~

~Let's hang swings from
trees And swing high~

~O black cloud Pour down rain~

~Wield not Lightning's flashy sword~

~But instead The arrows of raindrops~

~Now comes the intoxicating season~

~To spread a carpet of green~

~Bring along the season of rain~

~Anklets of lightning Adorn her feet~

~The cloud is her veil~

~The season comes to
bedeck The bridal earth~

~Boughs wear Bracelets of blossoms~

~Joy will now rain Upon every courtyard~

~Now every bud will bloom~

~Every path will ring with laughter~

~The breeze makes the season balmy~

~Doused is the scorching
heat That burns body and soul~

~O black cloud Pour down your rain~

~Wield not Lightning's flashy sword~

~But instead The arrows of raindrops~

~Dark and dense The swirling clouds~

~Dark and dense Roar the spreading clouds~

~The thunder reverberates~

~Oh, look! How lethally
does lightning flash~

Oh, God!

We celebrated too soon.

Who knows what God is punishing us for?

There'll be no rain this year too.

Bloody lunatic! Lunatic!

-Always saying inauspicious things!
-Wretch!

Listen, villagers, to this proclamation!

Orders of Rajah Puran
Singh, your liege and master.

This year you shall
pay twice the amount...

...of wheat, rice and maize.

The double lagaan will
apply to the whole province.

-How can this be possible?
-This is tyranny!

Double lagaan!

Demon! Why don't you
just skin us alive?!

Our plight isn't hidden from the
Rajah! Even then, double lagaan!

What have we done
wrong? Why double lagaan?

We didn't pay on time last
year. And we paid only half.

Abba, it was Rajahji who waived
it because it didn't rain.

Sweets one year and abuse the next.

We're being punished for it now!

Quiet, Lakha!

I won't hear one word
against our Rajahji.

He and his ancestors have protected us.

So? Was that any favour?

It is the duty of a tree to shelter.

All I want to know is...

...for how long will
we fill his coffers?

Try and understand, Arjan.

This demand is the doing
of those damn white sahibs!

Whether we put it into the
right hand or the left...

...it is still we who pay.

I say we all go to the
palace and talk to him.

He's seen these clouds too.

We'll say we cannot pay lagaan.

Not a single grain.

What if Rajahji refuses
even after hearing us?

Then the fingers of my
hand will close into a fist.

Meaning? You'll fight?

-If it's necessary, then I will.
-Have you lost your mind?

If you offend Rajahji,
we'll all be ruined!

Is your life all joy
and comfort right now?

I won't let the whole
village come to harm!

What should we do?

Sell our homes? Our cattle? Ourselves?

What justice is it to
demand double lagaan?

Pitch it up a bit.

Running!

Chief, there he is!

Where are you going?

Please. We must meet His
Highness. It is most urgent.

But the game is going on.

Sit here. You must wait
until the game is over.

All of you, sit down.

What are they playing?

God knows what these
white guys are playing.

It's quite like our
game of gilli-danda.

Why are they playing a kid's game then?

Run it! Run it!

How's that?

Yardley!

Any clouds up there?

Great shot!

Wasn't that a wonderful shot?

You are not supposed to touch the ball!

Bloody darkie! Arrest him!

Long live Your Highness!

What are you all doing here?

Forgive us.

We came to see you, not
to see their stupid game.

We are desperate here
and now he hits Bhura!

-Captain Russell-- -I didn't
hear what you just said.

Forgive them.

They've come to me with their problems.

The boy is an innocent anyway.

He's not so innocent.

It was you in the jungle, right?

All right.

We'll decide this after the game.

Leave him.

Come on, chaps. Back to the game.

-We'll talk after the game.
-As you wish, Your Highness.

Well done, Smith. Well done.

Enjoy the game? It was a good one.

Long live Your Highness.

All right, Chief. What is the matter?

As you are aware, Your Highness...

...there have been no rains.

If we can live on...

...what we have this year,
we may be able to get by.

Our liege lord. We've
come to make a plea.

Waive our lagaan for this year, Lord.

Listen, Chief.

I fully understand what
you are all going through.

But my hands are tied as well.

These whites don't even
spare their own kin.

You will pay double lagaan.

-We'll die of hunger.
-We'll starve.

-Any problem, Your Highness?
-Captain Russell...

-... they have come with a petition.
-And that is?

They want to be exempted
from paying lagaan.

I told them it's not possible.

But it is possible.

How?

I will tell you.

All right.

I'll cancel the tax.

But there is a condition.

Condition?

What condition, sir?

You.

Come here.

What was that you said about our game?

What did he say?

"A stupid game."

What do you know about this game?

We've played it since we were kids.

We call it gilli-danda and....

-Who knows what you call it?
-Cricket!

So you're saying that
you can play cricket too?

Yes. It's easy.

All right. I'll cancel the lagaan.

But you must defeat us in this game.

This is the condition:

You beat us at this game and
you won't have to pay lagaan.

I'm serious.

You beat us in this game...

...and I'll cancel your tax.

But...

...if you lose...

...you will have to pay triple tax.

That is, three times the lagaan.

All right? What do you think?

Do you accept?

Sir, I think the cat's got his tongue.

Quiet.

All right. I will raise the stakes.

If you defeat us in this game...

...I'll cancel not only...

...this year's lagaan,
but next year's as well.

Agreed?

Bhuvan! Don't you say anything!

-Don't say a word.
-Yes. Be silent.

All right.

I'll raise the stakes even higher.

Not just one year.

I'll cancel lagaan
for the next two years.

That means three years!

And not just for you, but
for the whole province.

Now do you accept?

He's digging a pit
to bury us in, Bhuvan.

-Chief, you speak up now.
-Yes, Chief, speak up.

-Sir--!?
-Shut up!

You.

Tell me.

Will you pay double lagaan?

Or do you accept the bet?

I accept the bet.

-Did he agree?
-Yes, he did.

All right.

So it's decided. The game will
be played after three months.

-This will kill us, Your Highness.
-We'll die.

This is unfair.

So is life.

No lagaan if you win.

But if we lose, we have to
pay three times the amount.

And Bhuvan here agreed
to this condition!

-What have you done?
-From double to triple!

We are ruined!

I told you we could face
a calamity, didn't l?

Was there any choice?

I ask you, did we have a choice?

What else could we do?

Isn't double lagaan unjust?

Are we strong enough to pay it?
Tell me, can anyone here pay it?

This isn't a calamity.
It's an opportunity.

This is not bravado.

You have to get burnt to
save your home from fire.

I know.

I know we are weak.

But this way we have hope.

And I want to turn
this hope into reality.

This game is for our fields and harvest.

Have you forgotten? If we win,
we'll be happy for three years.

Just think.

No lagaan for three years.

You know what that means?

It means our grain
will be ours. Only ours.

Not a grain to be given.

The welfare of our children,
our entire village, is in this.

Our sweat will run
as blood in our veins.

Marvellous!

Such small eyes
dreaming such big dreams.

Yes, Arjan, I have a dream.

And only those who dream
can make them come true.

Isar Kaka, three months is time enough.

We can defeat them.

A whole year of hitting with
a stick won't teach you...

...this game!

I know this isn't easy, Lakha.

But, Chief, it's not impossible either.

I need your support.

Nobody in this village will
support you in this madness!

-But Ismail...
-Enough.

We've only one hope.

We'll all go to Rajahji once
again and beg him to save us.

What are you thinking, Mother?

About what happened today, son.

I swear on you, Mother!
I did what was right.

I feel rage when we
pay lagaan to the Rajah.

And he gives it to those filthy whites.

You tell me, Mother.

Who ploughs the earth
to sow the seeds? We do.

Who waters it? We do.

So why should we fill their coffers?

The white sahib said that lagaan
may be cancelled for three years.

How could I remain silent, Mother?

You tell me.

Should I have stayed silent?

What are you looking at, Mother?

You talk just like your father.

He was just as spirited.
Always spoke the truth.

Go and sleep now.

Don't let this burden you.

Gauri? What are you doing here?

I came to see you.

To tell you...

...that I am with you.

I have faith...

...in you and in your courage.

That's all I came to say.

Bhuvan Bhaiyya. I lost
my gilli. Make me another.

What's this?

I'll tell you.

Who knows what'll happen?

It's not at all difficult, Tipu.

They play it wearing pants
and call it " kirkut."

We wear loincloths and
call it gilli-danda. Get it?

Our fathers and grandfathers
played gilli-danda.

Go over there.

Back. Further back.

A little more. Stop.

Now catch the ball.

Catch it properly, Tipu!

Toss it to me. I'll show you.

See that?

It's very easy. Why,
even you can learn it!

This game is just like gilli-danda.

Catch.

Very good!

What a catch!

Well done, Tipu. lsn't it easy?

Now throw the ball. I'll
show you how to hit it.

Throw.

Wow! That's some throw!

You throw well, Tipu!

Gauri. Throw it here.

Hey, Gauri!

What are you doing? Go heat the water.

Here, Tipu.

Now watch me this time. It's very easy.

Damn! The stick slipped.

My hands are sweaty.

This should do the trick.

Okay, Tipu, throw.

And don't feel bad.

This time I'll whack it.

" I'll whack it."

Wow!

Hey, Bagha! Throw the ball.

-May I say something, Father?
-What?

I feel Bhuvan is doing the right thing.

All right. Go see if
the water's boiling.

That's it, Bagha. Hit it hard.

Well done, Bagha!

Bhuvan, like Bagha, I am also with you.

Who are they, Father?

Ramprasad and Namdeo.
Chiefs of Tanipura and Bhind.

But with so many people....

-Who is Bhuvan?
-Bhuvan?

There he is.

There he is!

Stop, Ramprasad!

-Respect the code of honour!
-I've no quarrel with your village.

We've come to teach Bhuvan a lesson!

Why should we suffer for what he's done?

You bigmouth! Who are
you to decide for us?

-I've done what is good for us.
-To hell with your good!

You must beg for
forgiveness from the sahib!

As for your game, to hell with that!

No? You are asking for trouble!

Be calm, Ramprasad! It'll be as you say.

-But, Chief--
-Enough!

No more buts!

We must go to our Rajahji.

The issue is not about the
temple, lagaan or the game.

But of British honour.

And Captain RusselI's ego.

Talk to the white sahib
once more, Your Highness.

Forgive him, Your
Highness. He is naiiive.

-He got carried away.
-It doesn't matter what he is.

He has challenged the
British on your behalf.

He is ready to beg for
forgiveness. All of us are.

I'll agree to 1 00 whiplashes.

-But I won't beg for forgiveness.
-What?!

It's too late for forgiving.

You must pay for what you have done.

So what shall we do then?

I suggest you learn their game.

Why are all these other
guys standing in the field?

Like in gilli-danda, to catch
the gilli. I mean, the ball.

How's that?!

That is out, sir.

Why does he point his finger at the sky?

I'm trying to understand.

He's thinking of his mother.
She's sitting up there, right?

Bowl it on the offside!

Excuse me. I'll just take a walk.

Quiet.

This bug's after me.

Quiet!

Quiet. The white lady is coming here.

Damn, it's got in!

Oh, no! It'll kill me!

Miss? What happened? These
darkies bothering you?

It's okay. They're farmers. I know them.

Thank you. Carry on your game.

I know what you were doing.

You were trying to learn the game.

No, memsahib. We're only
trying to learn the game.

Oh, I thought you were
trying to learn the game.

What's she saying, Bhuvan Bhaiyya?

I think she's telling us to go.

-All right, we're going.
-No.

Wait.

Ram Singh!

Yes, memsahib. What can I do?

Tell them that I would like
to help them learn the game.

Yes, memsahib.

Memsahib says she'll
help you understand--

Memsahib, just a minute.

If Russell sahib--? Russell
sahib will get angry.

-Ram Singh, can I trust you?
-Of course, memsahib.

No one should know about this.

All right, memsahib.

No one will know.

Memsahib says she wants to
help you understand the game.

Really?

But why? After all, she's white too.

The man wants to know...

...why you want to do this
as you too are British.

Tell him I know what happened
is unfair and I want to...

...give them a fair chance.

Memsahib knows injustice has been done.

That's why she wants to
give you an equal chance.

We are pleased to accept. Thank you.

He's happy to have your
help and thanks you.

-Good.
-Wonderful!

Tell him I'll meet him tomorrow.

Same time, but not here.

And not in their village.

Some other place?

She'll see you tomorrow,
same time. But not here.

Nor in the village.
Have you any other place?

I got it.

Behind the hill near the village.

You can meet him next to
the hill, near the village.

-I know the place.
-All right.

What's his name?

Memsahib wants to know your names.

He's Guran. That's Bagha. This is Tipu.

And I am Bhuvan.

No, no. Bhuvan.

That one came out right!

-My name is Elizabeth.
-Memsahib's name is Elizabeth.

Ali... and what?

My God! I'll twist
my tongue saying that!

It's a nice name. Whatever it may be.

Memsahib, we're leaving. Namaste.

Come on.

He'll never agree, Bhuvan.

Father.

He will.

-Greetings, Bhabi.
-How are you?

What are you up to, you imp?

-Have you eaten, Goli?
-Yes.

I didn't see you all day.

I was busy preparing for the game.

How's your game coming along?

It's just the beginning. We're learning.

Do you know everyone
is making fun of you?

They say you've got fine players.

Bagha and Guran. One knows
only how to beat the drum.

The other keeps staring like a madman.

Oh, no!

-It's the others who say this.
-Really?

We also have a white lady with
us. She teaches us the game.

A white lady?

-Stop lying.
-Why don't you ask them?

Is this true, Gauri?

Yes. There is some white lady.

You're really going to play?

Is there a choice?

I don't have so much land like
you that I can sell off a bit.

What do you mean? Why should l
sell my land? I'm not selling.

Then is your grandmother
going to pay the lagaan?

Well, I'd better be off.

Hey, Bhuvan.

-Could I be of any use?
-No, but your buffalo might be!

-You're the most useful to us of all.
-How's that?

You throw the ball the way
you swing your slingshot.

What deadly aim you have!

Slingshot....

Then we won't have to pay lagaan?

Yes, Goli.

We'll never go hungry.

Will our dream come true?

No, Bhuvan. It hurts too
much to dream like that.

Have faith, Goli.

He who has faith and courage in
his heart shall win in the end.

Beautifully said!

~Every saint~

~And seer has said~

~He who has truth and courage~

~In his heart~

~It is he~

~Who wins in the end~

~Come on, come on~

~Come on, come on~

~However long the path may be~

~This body of yours Shall not grow weary~

~Come on~

~Hear the call of the road~

~Let not the road Remain waiting for you~

~You come along~

~You are the king of this earth~

~Know this for sure~

~Go forth And meet hardship head on~

~Don't ever accept defeat~

~Listen, my friend~

~What is this fear you have?~

~This earth is ours~

~So is the sky~

~Listen, my friend~

~What is this fear you have?~

~You come along~

~Hear me, my friend~

~What's in your heart~

~Is in my heart too~

~The dream you have~

~Is also my dream in life~

~Yes, we go on~

~Our eyes lit with hope~

~May this light of our hope~

~Never go out~

~May never a storm~

~Put out this light~

~Listen, my friend~

~What is this fear you have~

~This earth is ours~

~So is the sky~

~Listen, my friend~

~This balmy easterly breeze~

~Will cast its intoxicating spell~

~If we call out in unison~

~The season of flowers~

~Will also come~

~Happy days shall be here again~

~With no trace of sorrow~

~Let's together create~

~A festival ofjoyous colour~

~Tell me why you stay~

~Aloof this way~

~Listen, my friend~

~What is this fear you have?~

~This earth is ours~

~So is the sky~

~Every saint~

~And seer has said~

~He who has truth and courage~

~In his heart~

~It is he~

~Who wins in the end~

That lady is not here yet.

I'm here.

We're waiting for the white lady.

Not a girl but a lady!

There she is, Bhuvan Bhaiyya!

Tell me something.

Why did that witch agree to help you?

She took a fancy to Bhuvan Bhaiyya.

Is that so?

Cheeky brat!

Namaste.

Namaste.

Who are they?

Wow! You learned our language very fast.

Ram Singh taught me. Who are they?

You know Tipu, Bagha and Guran.

This is Goli. He's lsar
Kaka. And this is Gauri.

Gauri.

We'll meet again.

Memsahib, that was wrong.

You should say, " I'm glad to meet you."

Gosh!

I'm sorry.

I'm glad to meet you.

We're glad to meet you too.

-What do you know about the game?
-What?

Memsahib wants to know what
you know about the game.

Lots!

There are six sticks.
Three on either side.

Two fellows stand with
planks before the sticks.

One runs near the
sticks and throws a ball.

The other hits the ball with his plank.

And everyone runs here and there.

One of them grabs the
ball and gives it back.

He throws the ball again at
the guy who twirls the plank.

This goes on all day.

Throw the ball, twirl the
plank. Throw and twirl. Right?

Memsahib, I can't translate all that.

No need, Ram Singh.

I understood most of that.

He knows nothing.

This is what a cricket field looks like.

-This is the field.
-This is a cricket pitch.

The game is played on this strip.

There are three main aspects:
batting, bowling and fielding.

There are three aspects:
Wielding the bat...

...throwing the ball
and guarding the field.

Even our great-uncles
won't understand this.

What did he say?

This language, even his
ancestors won't understand.

Better make it simpler.

Cricket is played by two teams,
say yours and the English.

Each team has 11 players.

Five batters, five bowlers
and one wicketkeeper.

Gauri.

Gauri.

Yes?

What happened?

What happened?

-Nothing.
-Memsahib...

...I think we should
leave. It's getting late.

This is enough for today.

-We'll begin with a little prayer.
-Hari Om.

Catch, Bagha.

Everyone, try catching the
ball. Don't let it drop.

Bhuvan, the white lady said
there must be 11 in a team.

We are only five.

Why five? I'm here too.

Whatever the white
lady can do, so can l.

All right, Gauri. We're six, not five.

You are doing it for your village,
I'm sure the others will too.

-If not, we'll drag them in anyway.
-Goli!

Catch the ball!

-Who threw this ball?
-Goli Chacha did?

Goli, you jackass!

I'm gonna get you today!

There they go again.

I'll crack you open like an egg!

Will you two stop your squabbling?

-Isar Kaka, don't interfere!
-Stop it, you fools.

Gauri...

...our sixth player.

Bhura!

Wow!

Did you see how a ball
is caught, lsar Kaka?

Amazing! Like a bird diving for fish.

-Oh, so that's how it's done?
-Of course!

Bhura, show it to them once more.

Especially to Goli here. He
just doesn't know how to catch.

Everybody! Go there and watch carefully.

Come on, Goli.

Ready, Bhura?

Watch carefully.

You see that?!

Brilliant, Bhura. That was something.

But where did you learn that?

I'll tell you.

A ball travels in a straight
line. But hens run in a zigzag!

To catch hens, you've got to be quick.

Like Bhura.

Bhura will teach us now. Won't you?

I'll teach you, but....

But what?

What about my hens?

Bhura, these hens of
yours are a real pain!

At ease, captain.

You know Major Cotton.
That is Major Warren.

Take a seat.

Now...

...what is this we hear...

...that you have agreed to cancel
the tax of the farmers in Champaner...

...if they beat you
in a game of cricket?

Is this true?

Yes, Colonel Boyer. It is.

What on earth do you think you are here for?
To play games?

Let me remind you that you are
working here for Her Majesty, the Queen.

Your job is to ensure the
smooth running of your province.

Pardon me, Sir.
But that's exactly what I'm doing.

I think We'll be the judge of that, Russell.

We also understand that if you
lose this so called"match"...

...you will cancel their
taxes for the next three years.

Not just Champaner,
but the entire province.

-But they won't win.
-You're missing the whole bloody point.

Do you realise Captain Russel that we could
have on our hands a bloody situation...

...where there will be cricket matches
all over the damn subcontinent...

...inorder to cancel the bloody tax?

But there is one thing you don't know.
If they lose, which they will...

...they will have to pay the queen
three times the tax.

Oh, this is ridiculous!

This officer wants to make the
government into some kind of bookie...

...with whom he can place his wagers.

What would you have us
do next? Race horses?

This is the most preposterous idea,
I've ever heard!

Captain Russel, The British
Empire cannot function...

...according to the whims and fancies
of officers like you

Now jolly well understand this:

If you win, you'll have
had a narrow escape.

But if you lose, you will
pay the taxes for Champaner...

...and the entire province
out of your own pocket

And then you'll be packed off to
Central Africa. Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

That will be all. You may go.

Is that the way a soldier behaves?

You're supposed to salute
when a superior officer passes!

-I did, sir.
-I didn't see it.

That's better.

I imagine Your meeting did not
quiet go as expected, Sir.

Damn right, it didn't.

The old hats will teach
me how to run the show.

They've lost their sense of adventure with age.

What's wrong with some
fun along with the lagaan?

-Is the match cancelled, sir?
-No!, Ofcourse not!

How dare you hurt my horse?

Hurt my horse, will you?
I'll destroy you people!

I'll take so much lagaan...

...you won't have a rag on your backs.

You bloody slaves will remain crushed...

...under our boots!

However thick the sole may be, sahib...

...it wears out. Then
the nails begin to prick.

Ram Singh!

Yes, sir?

-Get him out of here before I kill him.
-Yes.

Quick.

Arjan, what happened?

Bhuvan, I've been blind and stupid.

I am with you now.

Tell me, how can I help?

That's great. We're coming
together to form a fist.

No, no, Arjan. Not like that.

Lakha, Goli was telling the truth.

-About what?
-The white lady.

So?

We were wrong, Lakha.

But we can still make it
right. We must support Bhuvan.

What did you say? Have you gone crazy?

Try to understand.

Look.

Look!

An English girl...

...is helping us save
our bodies and souls.

And we sit sulking?

Shame on us!

It is Allah's command.
We must be with him.

Come with me. Come!

Ismail...

...have you gone senile?
Then get yourself a crutch...

...and a shroud too.

This Bhuvan of yours will never succeed.

Ismail...

...he'll never take you into his team.

Now catch this!

Bhuvan...

...it's not just your honour,
but that of the whole village.

I'm ashamed of all the
things I said the other day.

I swear by God...

...I am with you. It's the
word of a man of prayer.

What a beautiful thing to
say! He has raised our spirits.

Who can stop us now?

With a procession Of
elephants and horses

Raise a cry of victory To Lord Krishna

What are you looking at, memsahib?

These statues. Whose images are those?

This is the temple of Radha and
Krishna. These are their idols.

Today is Krishna's birthday,
so the idols are decorated.

It's very beautiful.

Yes.

Were they husband and wife?

Oh, no, memsahib.

Krishna was married to
Rukmini and Radha to Anay.

But the deep love they had
for each other set an ideal.

It's like...

...a dewdrop on a lotus leaf.

Neither united nor separated.

They've been worshipped
together for eons.

-Pujariji?
-Oh, yes, Gauri.

Let's go.

~If Krishna were to meet A
lovelorn nymph in the grove~

~And then smile and
talk Or even tease her~

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

~Her body and heart Are on fire~

~Even if Krishna were to meet
A lovelorn nymph in the grove~

~It's only Radha's love
That blooms in his heart~

~Then why is Radha jealous?~

~With no rhyme or reason~

~Why is Radha jealous?~

~The nymphs are but stars
And Radha is the moon~

~Why is her faith then So half-hearted?~

~Faithless Krishna is forever
Looking hither and thither~

~Then how can poor Radha
Believe in herself?~

~Nymphs come and go But Radha
is the queen of his heart~

~Dawn and dusk By the Jamuna's banks~

~It's only Radha That
Krishna calls out to~

~If someone garlands Krishna
With her entwined arms~

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

~Her body and heart Are on fire~

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

~If Radha is enshrined ln Krishna's heart~

~Why doesn't he tell her so?~

~Love has its own language
Its own expression~

~Let the eyes speak Such
is Krishna's sweet wish~

~These eyes of yours O Krishna~

~They destroy the peace
Of many a nymph's heart~

~She meets your eyes And is in love~

~Even if she be The fairest damsel~

~If love for Krishna
ripens ln a nymph's heart~

~Why is Radha jealous?~

How can Radha be not jealous?

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

~How can Radha be not jealous?~

Gauri, you sing and dance beautifully.

Elizabeth, this is Lt. Edward
Wesson. This is Lt. Richard North.

-How do you do?
-Charmed.

Sir, there's a villager
who'd like to speak with you.

Not now. Tomorrow.

He says he has some important
information about the match.

Excuse me.

Sahib.

Long live our protector.

-What is it you want to tell me?
-Bhuvan is training his team. But....

But what?

Spare my life, sahib!

But a white memsahib from here...

...teaches them the game.

White memsahib?

Yes, sahib. I saw her
with my own eyes today.

She also came to attend the
prayer at our temple today.

Is the white memsahib among them?

There she is.

-You're not making a mistake?
-You can hang me if I'm mistaken.

I swear. She's the one.

So you too are in the team?

I'm not crazy like Bhuvan to
challenge the might of the government.

Why are you telling me all this?

Only the slaughtered beast
knows the agony of death.

I too am in agony.

Let's just say that my victory
lies in Bhuvan's defeat.

What is your name? Your name?

Lakha, sahib.

Lakha...

...this is what you do:

You join Bhuvan's team.

-What are you saying, sahib?
-You will join Bhuvan's team.

But you will work for me.

I understand, sahib.

Yes, Andrew?

What is it?

So you've been sightseeing.

How's the countryside?

It's beautiful.

The mountains, the woods, the cattle.

And the villages?

-I didn't see any.
-My foot, you didn't!

You were teaching them cricket!
You thought I wouldn't know?

You had the audacity to go
against your own brother?

Now you listen to me carefully.

You will not meet them again...

...because you will not
leave the cantonment.

Is that understood?

Bloody farmers!

Why are you worried? Our
game is improving day by day.

Goli, you throw the ball
with a lot of passion.

Why do you just stand there
after hitting the ball, Arjan?

You should run.

When I saw you all
playing together today...

...I realized the wrong I'd done.

I regret it very much.

Can I play with you?

No.

-You can't play.
-Why?

Try and understand the game.
It's not like chopping wood.

It needs special skills. Right?

Yes, absolutely.

Take Goli now.

He throws the ball like
he swings the slingshot.

And Bhura here...

...he pounces on the ball the
way he grabs his runaway hens.

Arjan has iron hands
from all that hammering.

Right.

If money doesn't slip through
lsar Kaka's hands, how can a ball?

And we do need...

...a physician for cuts and bruises.

And what about Bagha's strength?

Tough as teak.

And Guran...

...passion runs like a
fever through this loony.

Saturn is strong and Mars mighty.

And lsmail, as far as I remember...

...we've always been
rivals in gilli-danda.

-And l?
-Ah, Tipu!

Our Tipu is so bright.

Now tell me, Lakha, what can you do?

I....

l can run very fast.

So, you
can run--

Okay, then do one thing.

Let's see you sprint up the
temple steps three times.

Real quick. Can you do it?

Okay, Lakha. Run.

Don't fall!

Even I can run faster than him!

Bhuvan, don't take him.
There's malice in his heart.

No, Gauri. We need him.

Chopping all that wood
has made his hands strong.

He'll hit the ball really hard.

Come on, run! Yes, run.

At least he's trying!

-I'll get you a pain-relief
ointment. -Hurry! Run.

He's back.

Did you see that, Bhuvan?

What do you say?

You run a tad slow, pal.
You have to be faster.

I'll improve. I'll run every day!

But take me into the team.

I can't bear the thought of
the village being dishonoured.

-What do you say?
-Give him a chance.

Okay, let's try him out.

Look, Lakha...

...cheating at games has been
a childhood habit of yours.

-You're not-- -What
are you saying, lsmail?

I'm sorry. Truly sorry, I swear.

Okay, Lakha, you're in.

But remember: It's a
huge responsibility.

For the whites, it's a game.

But for us...

...it's our life.

Yes, Bhuvan.

I am with you.

From now on, you will
play with this ball.

Oh, wow!

Memsahib, your support has
really lifted our spirits.

Thank you.

Goli gets to try it out first.

Forget the ball now.
You must all eat first.

It's to fill our bellies that
we are playing. Wait a while.

Come on, all of you.

Bhura, get over there.

Oh, he's making me run!

Wow! That was some hit!

Give me the ball.

Who is Bhuvan?

I am Bhuvan.

And you are...?

I'm Deva. Deva Singh Sodhi.

I've come from Dhaulpur.

I hear you've vowed
to fight the British.

Yes, but not with sticks and
spears. With bat and ball.

Whether with sticks and
spears or bat and ball...

...I want to be in every
battle against the British.

Let me lend a helping
hand in this fight, Bhuvan.

I have played this game before.

When?

I was in the British army.

Until one day I couldn't
bear it anymore...

...and I left after a final
salute to those brutes.

I hate the British!

The memsahib is for us, not against.

What do you know about the game?

Two things, memsahib.

When I throw the ball, it is
to shatter all three stumps.

And when I hit the ball,
it is to smash it to pieces.

That's good.

Deva...

...we saw your bowling.
Now take the bat.

Goli, throw the ball.

Goli, put away the ball.
No play until you all eat.

Okay, all of you come and eat.

Come, Deva.

I'm late. I must go.

-I'd like a word with you.
-Yes, memsahib.

-Bye, Gauri.
-Namaste.

Obstacle...!

Looming obstacle!

Bhuvan, it is difficult for me
to get out of the cantonment.

I can't meet you every day now.

Anyway...

...you now have the
support of your people.

And that is not because of me...

...but because of you.

Because...

...you are a good man.

And also a good friend.

You know...

...I've had no friends
since I was a child.

Until I met you.

I don't know...

...if I should say it or not...

...but....

Don't say it. Don't say it.

Don't say it.

I'm falling in love with you.

Memsahib, I don't understand English.

I'm falling in love with you, Bhuvan.

-Where's Gauri?
-She's gone.

Where?

What are you glaring at me for?

What the hell have I done now?

Hey, Gauri!

I've been looking all over
for you and you're here.

-Why did you go off in a huff?
-Because.

What do you mean? You
could've at least told me.

How could l?

I could, if you could
have spared some time.

You flutter around her like a pigeon.

You don't see anything else.

And today, you acted
as if I didn't exist.

Try to understand. She had
something important to tell me.

So why couldn't she say it right there?

Why the need to be alone with you?

You think I don't know which
way the Ganges is flowing!

Oh, poor me I feel the pain

Of the scorpion's sting

You are jealous.

Jealous? Why should I be
jealous? It's beneath me.

You are jealous and I know
who you are jealous of.

I never want to see you again.

And don't you even try to talk to me.

Hey, Gauri!

There's only one house in the village...

...with a neem tree in the yard.

There's also a big field beside it.

And a pair of oxen, two
cows and three goats too.

And I know whose house that
is, silly girl. It's mine!

One more thing before you go:

Mother likes you too!

~Oh, my pretty one~

~Listen to what I have to say~

~It's only you that I love~

~What is my life without you?~

~The kajal that darkens your eyes~

~Is a cloud of dreams~

~My heart is crazy Because of you~

~Oh, pretty one~

~Oh, my love~

~These words Come from my heart~

~It's only you that I love~

~It's only you That I call my beloved~

~Your steady hand Stills
my fluttering veil~

~And there's turmoil in my heart
A moment I shall never forget~

~Oh, my beloved~

~My heart, it speaks a thousand
words I feel eternal bliss~

~The roses pout their scarlet
mouths Like offering a kiss~

~No drop of rain, no glowing
flame Has ever been so pure~

~If being in love can feel like
this Then I'm in love for sure~

~What lay in my heart~

~What lay hidden in my
heart Leapt to my lips today~

~An arrow resting Somewhere in my heart~

~Has found its bow today~

~My love For all our lives to come~

~May we remain ln this abode of love~

~Our hands entwined
May we never be parted~

~I shall walk beside
you ln your chosen path~

~True to your love~

~Oh, I'm in love~

~I am in love~

~Yes, I'm in love~

~Should someone ask~

~I shall tell them What's happened to me~

~My every limb is fragrant
Because you touched me~

~Your fragrant body Your flaming beauty~

~You are the rose I see~

~How can this allure Not wake my desire?~

~Your beauty shines bright~

~In youth's searing light~

Despite my warnings, you continue to
meet those bloody farmers. Damn you!

How dare you!

I am not going to tolerate
your nonsense any more!

You can damn well do what you like in London.
But not here! You'll pack your bags...

...and leave for England by the next ship.
Is that clear?

Let me make things clear to you.

Stop telling me what to do. I'm not a child.
I'm not leaving Champaner.

Get this straight. I'll go to
the village as and when I so wish.

Tell me, Eliza.

What's so special about them that
makes you go against your own brother?

There's nothing special about them.

You're the one who's been unfair
with your silly challenge .

That's why I decided to help them.

Do mark my words. They'll
give you a tough fight.

Yardley. Line and
length. Line and length.

How's that?

Good shot, Burton. Well played.

How was that?

That is out, sir. That's
the end of the day's play.

I'm going to announce the batting order.

Smith and Burton will
open, with Smith to face.

Followed by myself at number three.

Followed by Brooks...

...Wesson...

...Noel...

...Benson.

Harrison...

...Flynn...

...Willis...

...Yardley.

Right.

-Who should be in the team?
-It should be Madhav.

What's going on?

Everyone wants to see you play.

-We haven't got our 11 th player.
-I'll fix it right away. Take Bhima.

-Bhima!
-No, Chief.

He may be his namesake, but
he has a backache all the time.

-How about Kashi Nath?
-Kashi Nath!

If he runs, he'll split! Kashi
this side and Nath on the other!

What shall we do?

We need a big man. Let's wait and see.

Deva, you bowl.

Isar Kaka, you bat.

All of you spread out.

-Bowl a little slow to lsar Kaka.
-All right.

Hey, Kachra, throw the ball.

Stop gaping and throw it, will you?

What did you do?

I didn't do anything. You said throw.

Come here.

Come on.

I didn't do anything. You said throw.

Come here, all of you.

Eliza memsahib, watch Kachra closely.

Kachra, throw it again.

I did no wrong. He asked
me to throw the ball.

Throw the ball.

Not with the left hand. With the right.

See how it spins!

Amazing. He's actually
spinning the ball.

We have found our 11th player.
Come, Kachra.

Isar Kaka, you'll face him.
Goli, give Kachra the ball.

Arjan, throw the ball.

What's the matter?

Why is everyone staring?

No, no. We will not play!

Why? What happened?

This damn untouchable!

Play with us? No way!

He cannot play with us!

That's right. We will not
mingle with an untouchable.

This cannot be. It's unthinkable.

-I am not playing.
-We too won't play.

What are you doing? This is wrong.

You are polluting the whole system.

We'll fight the British. But
mingle with a low-caste, never!

Kachra, scram! Get out of here!

Kachra.

Oh, my God! He touched him!

You brand people untouchable
and pollute humanity.

You choke the air in our
village with this caste division.

Is it right to shatter hearts
in the name of skin colour?

Then why worship Ram, who ate
a tribaI's half-eaten berries?

The Lord himself was ferried
by a low-caste boatman.

And yet you talk of untouchables!

And you, lsar Kaka? You're a physician.

You check an ailing
patient's pulse and treat him.

Do your scriptures tell
you to let untouchables die?

If that is so, then that is
the gravest crime on humanity.

After today, no one will regard
a physician as God's other form!

You wanted a strong player, right?

Kachra is a cripple.

Your hands aren't deformed. It's
by God's grace you can say this.

But the man you call a cripple
will be our greatest strength.

This lifeless hand
will lead us to victory.

Let me remind you all of one thing.

This is not a game we are
playing for fun and entertainment.

This is a battle we must win!

Our goal is freedom from lagaan
and welfare for our village.

And for that I will remain unbowed!

Whether you support me
or not, Kachra will play.

Bhuvan, my son.

Shame cannot enter eyes...

...that are fully open.

I agree with lsar Bhai.

You are right.

Kachra will play with us.

~Over and over Say this, my friend~

~May victory be ours And defeat their lot~

~Over and over Say this, my friend~

~May victory be ours And defeat theirs~

~Let no one win against us~

~Let's walk on Let's walk on~

~All who challenge us Will perish~

~Let's walk on~

~Even if it is pitch dark~

~Let's walk on Let's walk on~

~Let no one lag behind~

~Let's walk on~

~Should one finger rise~

~It shall break~

~When five fingers join~

~They form a fist~

~Let our unity grow Come on, walk on~

~However seductive the lure~

~Walk on~

~Let no one win against us~

~Let's walk on Let's walk on~

~All who challenge us Will perish~

~Walk on~

~Let no one stop you Obstruct you~

~Break all barriers~

~What do you get from
being Weak and powerless?~

~May we never suffer again~

~So great shall be our
play The enemy will lose~

~We will now take The path of courage~

~We will shake up this earth~

~We will show everyone~

~Who is king Who is slave~

~We will show this world~

~What we are worth~

~Over and over Say this, my friend~

~May victory be ours And defeat theirs~

~No fear will enter our hearts~

~Let's walk on~

~Every shackle Will now break open~

~Let's walk on~

~Keep walking Don't ever falter~

~You are the journeyman Of the road~

~May you never be weary~

~He that rules you is a tyrant~

~He that has destroyed us~

~His home is in the West~

~We will make sure He will not remain~

~We will shake up this
earth We will show everyone~

~Who is king Who is slave~

~We shall show this world~

~What we are worth~

~What has to happen Will happen~

~Let's walk on~

~May no one bow his head~

~Let's walk on~

And then the historic day dawned...

... when the first rays of the
sun fell on the cricket field.

Morning, Captain Russell.

-Morning, Colonel Boyer. This way.
-Thank you.

Morning, Miss Russell.

-Hope you're confident, captain.
-Yes, sir.

Decent crowd.

Hail Almighty!

Long live Your Highness!

Smash these foreigners!

Beat them to a pulp!

Crush Captain RusselI's arrogance!

Long live Your Highness!

-Things are beginning to hot up a bit.
-Yes.

Both teams will bat only once.

The game will be played over three days.

Which team gets to bat first...

...will be decided
by the toss of a coin.

For this, both the teams
must enter the field.

To ensure fair play...

...senior officials invited
neutral umpires from Kanpur.

-Will you call, Captain Russell?
-Heads, sir.

Heads. Your call.

We will bat.

-Good luck, captain.
-Thank you, sir.

Good luck, young man.

The team that scores the most runs...

...wins the game.

Opening the batting
for the English team...

...are Lt. Smith and Lt. Burton.

-Middle stump please, umpire.
-A little to leg.

That's it.

What are they doing?

Well done!

Come here, all of you!

Come here!

What are you doing?

All running at the same time!

You run after the ball only
if it comes toward you. Got it?

Now go.

Well done, Bhura!

The ball crosses the boundary...

...and the English get four more runs.

No ball!

No ball!

What's he saying?

No ball!

Steady, Smith. Steady.

Deva crossed the line while bowling...

...so the batsman was declared not out.

Instead, he got an extra run.

Damn! He made me run.

That's over.

That brings us to the
end of Deva's over.

Eight runs were made.

Now a new bowler will bowl.

A little forward. The
ball will spin. Catch it.

One.

Kachra, spin it.

Oh, shot, Burton.

-Why isn't the ball spinning?
-I don't know.

Catch it, Lakha!

Kachra isn't spinning
the ball at all today.

He has to be taken off.

-Deva, you rest a while too.
-Okay.

-Bhuvan, you bowl.
-Okay.

Throw!

No, no, no!

The first English batsman is out!

Looking forward to this.

Bad luck, Smith.

Coming in to bat now...

...the English captain, Captain Russell!

Sharp fielding there!

Well done!

For the loss of one wicket,
they have scored 66 runs.

-Shatter the sticks, Goli.
-Of course.

Right arm from this side.

Right arm over the wicket.

Very good, Goli.

-Sir, did you see that?
-Yes, I did.

Excellent, Goli.

This is ridiculous!

Sir, you cannot bowl
like this. It's improper.

What is it?

-He can't bowl like this.
-Why not?

What's wrong, sahib?

-Have you ever seen such an action?
-Is something the matter?

This man swings his arm more than
once before releasing the ball.

He must bowl conventionally.

-Sir, that's unfair to the home team.
-Unfair?

It's only fair they ask
this man to bowl properly.

There is no rule written
about such an action. ls there?

There's nothing written
about it that I can recall.

There is nothing
written about this rule.

We'd better write some rules,
captain, but only after this match.

Let's get on with the match.

Okay, he is permitted to bowl.

To kill a tiger or a
cheetah, that is nothing!

Kill these tyrants! Thrash
these whites! Defeat them!

Come on! Throw the
ball! Break the stick!

For goodness' sake!

Look at his arm action. It's ridiculous.

Dangerous too.

The next batsman is Lt. Brooks!

Two, please.

Thank you.

Brooks.

Sir.

Just before he releases the
ball, he makes a grunting noise.

Something like this:

-Listen for it.
-Right, sir. Thank you.

Well done, Goli.

Good timing!

For the loss of two wickets,
they have made 1 32 runs.

Captain Russell is on
38 and Lt. Brooks on 32.

Catch it, Bagha!

I don't think W.G. Grace could
have made such confident strokes.

What are you doing, Lakha?

I missed it, Kaka.

How could you miss it, son?
Where's your concentration?

We have to win. We must
win. Please concentrate.

Go on, Bhuvan. Very good!

The end of the day's play, gentlemen.

The English team has scored 182 runs...

...for the loss of two wickets.

And with this, we come to the
end of the first day's play.

Our game wasn't good today.

What happened to you, Lakha? You
played so well during practise.

Practise is a different
thing. We play among ourselves.

Why are you blaming only me?

You all went gaga over Kachra.
Did you see his miracle today?

-I told you before-- -At
least he tried. You didn't!

-What did he do with all that trying?
-Shut up, Lakha!

That night Elizabeth
saw a shadowy figure.

She tried to investigate.

My being in the team helped.

She was stunned to see Lakha there.

She went to the village at once
and informed Bhuvan about Lakha.

I....

What I did was very wrong.

Forgive me.

Lakha!

A snake like you should be crushed!

Stop!

Stop!

-Drag him out, Bhuvan!
-We'll kill him!

Calm down, all of you!

I'll talk to him.

Lakha!

-Lakha, open the door!
-No, Bhuvan.

I won't open the door. They'll kill me!

-I won't open it.
-Nobody will do anything.

How long will you stay
inside? They won't budge.

Open the door and let me in.

I made a mistake, Bhuvan.

Forgive me.

Why did you do it, Lakha?

I lost my mind, Bhuvan.

Because...

...I was in love with Gauri.

I wanted her to be mine at any cost.

But she loves you.

And I hated you for that!
I hated you for that!

I wanted you to lose. To be disgraced...

...before Gauri and the whole village!

You risked the lives of
everyone in the village.

You put their future at stake!

Do you know what you have done, Lakha?

Save me, Bhuvan. Save me.

Just one chance.

Give me a chance to
repent. Just one chance.

I'll do whatever you say.

But give me just one
more chance to repent.

I can give you one chance.

But you must prove your loyalty.

If you cannot...

...you will not find refuge even here.

The second day's play begins...

...with the score at 182.

Hail the Great Guru's warriors.
Hail the Great Guru's victory.

The new batsman is Lt. Wesson.

Well batted, sir.

-Rather enjoyable knock.
-Lovely to watch.

Oh, great shot, sir! Well played!

-Let's have more of those.
-Congratulations, Wesson.

And that's lunch, gentlemen.

-271 for 3 is an extremely good score.
-We'll be looking at at least 600.

Something to please the crowd.

Steady.

Bhuvan, if they continue
to bat like this....

You'll have to do something.

Yes, memsahib.

We've tried all our bowlers.

I don't know what to do.

Over.

What did you do?

Come here. Come on!

What's this? He's bowling again!

-I don't understand.
-Crazy chap.

Well done!

Goodness gracious! The ball
turned almost three feet!

Catch it, Bhura!

Gentlemen, he's on a hat trick.

He's done it, by George!

From 295 for 3, they are now 295 for 6!

Hail Almighty! Break the enemy's back!

Good shot, Harrison!

So you step out and hit,
do you? Try coming out now!

Go home! Go back home with
your tail between your legs!

May the mighty hands of
Fate ruin you! Vultures!

Catch it, Bagha!

-Catch it, Bagha.
-Catch it, Bagha.

You caught it!

The score is 320 with
only two batsmen left!

-Arjan!
-Arjan, don't drop it!

Come on, Deva.

With the last batsman out,
the English innings are over.

The Champaner team will have to make...

...323 runs to win.

They collapsed like a house of cards.

-That's a huge mountain to climb.
-Absolutely.

-Come on, brothers!
-Get rid of lagaan!

-Come on, brothers!
-Get rid of lagaan!

That was simply great!

Kachra's magic worked.
The whites just crumbled.

I felt Bhuvan was making a
big mistake by bringing you on.

But he bowled well.

The foolish whites only looked in front.

And the ball whizzed past their
butts and knocked the bails off!

All this joking is
fine. But think how...

...you will make these 323 runs.

It'll be done, Chief.

Listen, all of you.

Ismail, Lakha, Bagha, Deva and Arjan.

The six of us are responsible
for making those 323 runs.

The others are weak in batting.

The six of us must bat
cautiously and calmly.

Deva, you and I will open the batting.

We will hang in there
till the end of play today.

Okay, brother.

Careful, Bhuvan.

Steady, Bhuvan, steady.

What are you doing?

Get ahold of yourself.

The people of the village
get four more runs with this!

All right, Ram Singh. All right.

-Come on, brothers!
-Let's get rid of lagaan!

-How could this happen?
-Don't forget the crease.

Very bad luck.

Who's next? Arjan!

Teach those arrogant whites a lesson!

-Just stay there until dusk.
-Careful.

Well done, Arjan. But be careful.

You won't have a morsel to eat.

Nor a piece of cloth to wear.

They are trying to needle
you, Arjan. Stay calm.

You won't have a morsel to eat
nor a piece of cloth to wear.

Careful, Arjan!

Triple lagaan. We will
take triple lagaan from you.

They are trying to
provoke you. Stay calm.

You damn slaves will remain
crushed under our boots!

Careful, Arjan. Stay calm.

Catch it. Catch it!

Yes!

Over.

Yardley.

Knock his bloody head off.

-Good sport, Yardley.
-That was a nasty one.

He's got some strength in those arms!

Bagha, please be careful.
Don't get carried away.

Oh, well bowled!

Go, my son.

And again, Yardley.

Careful, lsmail.

-Good, Yardley.
-Very good bowl.

What happened?

Hurry!

That must have hurt.

Take him away. Don't worry.

Careful, lsmail.

-Is he badly hurt?
-Yes.

Thank God!

-That was close.
-It certainly was, Your Highness.

End of day's play.

Great bowling, Yardley. Well
bowled. We've got them on the run.

We've lost five of our best batsmen.

What will we do now?

~O Saviour~

~O Pure of Essence Our Dearly Beloved~

~O Saviour~

~O Pure of Essence~

~We have no one but You~

~Ease our troubles O Lord~

~We have no one but You~

~You alone are Our sole support~

~You alone are our Protector~

~We have no one but You~

~We have no one but You~

~You have filled the moon With light~

~The sun shines Only because of You~

~Your splendour Lights the sky with stars~

~O Lord~

~If not you~

~Who will preserve this life?~

~O Saviour O Pure of Essence~

~We have no one but You~

~If you would hear us~

~O Lord We make this plea~

~Grant the suffering courage
May hardship never defeat them~

~To the weak Give Your protection~

~So they may live in peace~

~To devotion~

~Give strength~

~You are the Lord of the universe~

~Listen to this plea~

~When the path is dark~

~Give us the boon of light~

~O Saviour~

~O Pure of Essence~

~We have no one but You~

~Ease our troubles O Lord~

~We have no one but You~

Bhuvan has reached his 50!

That must be the first 50 in the
history of Indian village cricket.

Come on, run!

And with this, lsar
Kaka completes 10 runs!

-Very good!
-Well done.

One more!

I lost, Bhuvan.

I couldn't run.

Couldn't run.

It was my fault.

I couldn't run.

"Tormentors of the weak! Beware!

The sighs of the oppressed
turn iron to ashes."

Keep the flag flying, Guran!

He's coming from the jungle.

-Stand back!
-Make way, make way!

Watch yourself.

-What on earth is he doing?
-This way, sir.

What an extraordinary stance.
As if he's riding a horse.

Hari Om!

Well struck, sir!

Umpire, he can't do
that. It's not cricket.

Guran...

-... hit the ball just once.
-Okay.

Hail Almighty!

That's called kicking the horse.

-Run!
-Break the enemy's back.

Over.

Here he comes, Bhuvan. Hit him hard!

Great!

Throw to the bowler's end!

Come on, white man!

Rot in hell!

One more, Guran!

I'll make you whine for your ma!

So what does your ma say now?

Hail Almighty! Come on, white man!

Why are you shouting?

Yes! Good ball.

Damn you!

Goli, my son, hang in there.

Only Bhura and Kachra are after you.

-Father, hang in there.
-Hit hard!

Do us proud!

Don't scare him, idiots! Hang in there!

Steady, Goli!

Come on, Willis. He's nervous.

-Out the first ball.
-Bhura... wait. I'll go.

-In this condition?
-Yes.

-Oh, my goodness.
-Interesting.

They're giving you
your hat trick, Willis.

But how will you run, lsmail?

The umpires have decided to let...

...another player run for lsmail!

When I call, run. Stay
behind the line, understand?

Good. Now go stand there.
But inside the line.

Thank God you're back, lsmail.

We have to make the rest of the runs.

There's no one left.

Don't worry, Bhuvan. By Allah's
grace, victory will be ours.

We must not lose heart, that's all.

Look towards me, Tipu.

Run, Tipu!

Stop! Stay behind the line.

Run, Tipu, run!

Stop!

Well done.

-Was it two or three?
-Three.

The last hour of play is left.

Twenty overs will be
bowled during this time.

Ismail has hit a six!

Well played!

With this six, Bhuvan
completes a century!

This country has a great
future in this game.

And that's lsmaiI's grand 50!

How many more runs to win?

We have to make 30 runs in 18 balls.

-30 in 18?
-Yes.

How's that, umpire?

Well done, Willis!

Oh, what a shame.

-Good cricket, sir.
-Well done.

Run along. Your mother's waiting.

Don't worry, Tipu. Don't worry.

You played very well. Well done.

Father, why is Tipu coming back?

They now have to make 28 runs...

...in 16 balls.

Stay put at one end, Bhura.

Don't lose your wicket.
I'll make the runs.

He's petrified, Willis. Get
him on strike. Three more to go.

Willis, hold up! Smith, third-man!

Flynn, square boundary.

Come on, Willis. Keep it tight, man!

-Stop! Go back!
-What are you doing?! Get him!

That was great!

Willis, keep it tight, man!

-The ball is old, sir.
-Just do it!

This is the last ball of
the over! We must take a run.

Only one run, not two!

Gentlemen, step up,
step up! Stop the single.

I want this man on strike! Step up!

Good shot. That's an over.

He's given us four runs.

You have to bat now.

Steady. Don't let your wicket fall.

Because of Captain RusselI's cunning...

...Bhuvan couldn't take just
the single. Bhura must bat now.

Champaner now needs...

...12 runs from 12 balls.

Smith, keep him on strike.

Concentrate, gentlemen. Concentrate!

Saving one.

One more to go.

Save us, Bhuvan, my brother.
It's all in your hands now.

You did the right thing.

Go, Kachra. You have to
give Bhuvan support now.

-Just stay put.
-Don't be afraid.

Say a prayer and go.

All right. We remember
this chap, don't we?

Welcome back.

Oh, dear.

The last man in and
he's severely disabled.

This is the last batsman.

They need to make 1
2 runs from 11 balls.

Wesson.

-Short leg. Stay in close.
-Right, sir.

Come on, Smith.

And again.

Come on, Smith! He's a sitting duck.

Careful, Kachra!

Come on, Smith!

You aren't hurt, are you?

Good delivery!

Come on, Kachra. Don't be afraid!

Take him, Smith!

Just touch and run!

Just once.

Run!

Well done, Kachra! Stay there.

This is the last ball.
We must take one run.

-Be ready.
-Okay.

Gentlemen, close in. Move in.
Save the one. Keep it this end.

Smith!

-Run!
-Run, Kachra!

Made it.

Well done! Well done, Kachra.

Six more balls...

...and 10 runs to make for a victory.

Gentlemen, I want everybody to
keep on their toes. Be alert.

Save the twos and the boundaries.

Let them have the single. Let
the cripple take the strike.

Yardley, I'm depending on you.

Don't give away anything. Just get him.

Gentlemen!

Well done. That won't do us any harm.

Are you all right?

Keep it up.

Careful, Bhuvan!

Run! Take two!

Stop! Go back.

We must take a single!

Touch and run!

Gentlemen, close in, close in!

All you men in the field, come on!

Kachra, touch and run!

Good bowling, Yardley.

We must take a run off this ball.
Only two more balls are left.

We have to take a run!

Go on, Yardley.

Dig one in. Dig one
in, Yardley. Come on.

Run, Kachra!

We have to take one
run! Just touch and run!

Everybody close in! Stop
the single! Close in!

Why can't you just strike the ball?

Just one more ball to go.

Kachra, this is the
last ball of the game.

And we need five runs to win.

You'll have to hit the
ball over the boundary.

Or else, triple lagaan.

Our lives are in your hands, Kachra.

Do something!

Do something.

Come on, Yardley. Just once more.

Field.

Hit it, Kachra.

-Hit it!
-Hit it, Kachra!

-Hit it, Kachra!
-Lift it, Kachra!

Triple lagaan!

No ball.

No ball!

-What?
-No ball.

No ball? What do you mean, no ball?

-His foot was over the line.
-Yardley?

-Are you certain?
-I am not discussing it.

I suggest we get on with the game.

Very well.

We have one more ball.
Back to your positions!

Because of the no ball, we
have one more ball to face!

No more mistakes this time.

Gentlemen, back to the boundary.

Everybody, back to the
boundaries. Back! Back!

If you lose, you pay...

... triple lagaan.

Do you accept?

And Bhuvan accepted this impossible bet!

What have you done?

I told you we could face
a calamity, didn't I?

You talk just like your father.

He was just as spirited.
Always spoke the truth.

I have faith...

... in you and in your courage.

Catch it, sir!

Catch it, sir!

Please don't catch it!

We have won!

He's done it!

Completely unbelievable!

Bloody--!

Unable to bear this humiliation,
the British government...

... decided to shut down
the Champaner cantonment.

By the power vested in
me by Queen Victoria...

...I hereby declare,
after much deliberation...

... the cantonment at
Champaner be dissolved.

And the officers and troops...

...shall re-establish themselves...

... in the princely state of
Rajghat, with immediate effect.

Signed, Colonel J. R. Boyer
Commanding Officer, Central Provinces

l did not believe I'd
live to see this day.

May you be happy, my
daughter. May you live long.

Memsahib, we will never forget...

...what you've done for us.

I won't either.

Not just Champaner, but all
the villages in the province...

... did not have to pay
lagaan for three years.

Captain Russell paid for
his capricious behaviour.

Besides having to pay triple
lagaan, he was transferred...

... to the Central African desert.

Elizabeth returned to England
with Bhuvan in her heart.

She did not marry and remained
Bhuvan's Radha all her life.

Bhuvan and Gauri had a splendid wedding.

Rajah Puran Singh
himself blessed them...

... enhancing Champaner's
status even more.

Even after this historic win...

...Bhuvan's name got disappeared
from History

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