Original subtitles

HOUSE FOR SALE

[birds chirping]

[children's laughter echoing]

[whirrs, clicks]

[children laughing]

[Kumawat] You haven't got your pension since the last three months?

They say some of us claimed more than we had a right to.

They dare to talk about rights.

Didn't we have the right to live?

Kamruddin sahab, and my little boy?

[recorder clicks, whirrs]

And how much are you getting?

Rs. 300 a month.

- Just 300? - [flies buzzing]

[coughs] Excuse me.

[coughs]

[Nafisa] The houses have roofs, but the gutters are open.

Three people died of cholera last year.

You better keep your nose covered.

The gas is gone from the city.

But we still have to cover our faces.

Which one is your house?

[Nafisa] That one. 1918.

The people whose children found jobs,

they put their houses on rent and left.

Their sons will support them.

Who is going to take care of me?

[ball bouncing]

Noman, don't go outside the colony.

[theme music playing]

Ms. Janglay.

I've been looking for you all over Rail Sadan.

I apologize.

For showing up without an appointment.

And you are?

Well, ma'am, you can call me Mirza.

[scoffs] But who are you?

Ms. Janglay, the fact that I'm here talking

to the Director General of Railways late at night,

I am someone.

Security--

[sighs] All right, whoever you are, you need to make an appointment.

Right now, I'm very busy.

There's a toxicologist, Mr. Alex Braun.

And he's on his way to Bhopal with your help.

Carrying sodium thiosulfate.

And, as you know,

sodium thiosulfate is used in cases of cyanide poisoning.

And if this antidote is used to treat the people of Bhopal,

then you can imagine the unnecessary panic it would create.

And the fact that Carbide's gas has cyanide,

if this information gets out,

that would be very troubling for my clients.

And my clients are very keen on expressing their support for you.

And their support...

is quite considerable.

[chuckles softly]

I'm very grateful to you for conveying your client's message to me.

Thank you, Ms. Janglay.

Could you convey a small message to them from me, please?

Why, of course.

Tell them to fuck off.

- [chuckles] - And if I see your face again,

I'll have you arrested, Mirza.

Good luck, Ms. Janglay. But I never said that was my name.

[Mirza laughing]

[Rajeshwari on phone] Mr. Braun is with you?

[Prasiddh] Yes, Mr. Braun is here. Everything is ready.

Almost done loading the plane.

- The flight's on time? - Departure's in 25 minutes.

Thank you, Prasiddh.

Don't worry about it, Rajeshwari. Glad to be of help.

Excuse me.

Have the vials been loaded?

- Moving towards the runway, sir. - [Prasiddh] Copy that.

Anything we should know? Flammable, unstable?

No, no. This is sodium thiosulfate. It's medical grade.

Very well secured in sealed vials.

It's perfectly safe to transport by flight.

Well, then you should head to the gate. I'll walk you.

[shredder whirring]

[phone ringing]

Yeah, hello?

[Kumawat on phone] Hello, Mr. Madsen?

Yeah, who is this?

This is Kumawat.

- And I'm a-- - Fucking reporter!

I know what all you are talking in there.

You're deciding whether to call this incident an accident

or sabotage or worker negligence.

You wanted to claim that you ran a world-class facility

and this unfortunate incident was beyond your control.

It's a good defense. Very good defense, I must admit.

But I have in my hand a copy of a report

from two years back.

By a gentleman named C.S. Tyson.

You knew.

Carbide knew... there were hazards,

potentially life-threatening hazards.

And you did nothing.

That's culpable in any court in the world.

You have a copy of the 1982 safety report.

Yes.

[scoffs]

Oh, my God. And here I thought you actually had something.

- Can you read? - Of course I can read.

Then go to page 78.

It's an addendum to the original report.

A reply by the Bhopal factory to the HQ in the US.

It exonerates us, Mr. Kumawat.

It says that we rectified the mistakes,

that this was beyond our control.

The document in your hand is not going to condemn Carbide,

but save us.

You're not bringing that to court.

We are.

[coughs]

[distant siren blaring]

[siren continues]

[engine idling]

[coughing]

[coughing]

Pandey-ji, there's someone there who's still alive. Pandey-ji?

Pandey-ji?

Pandey-ji!

Pandey-ji!

[officer on radio] Unit 8, come in.

Unit 8, come in. Unit 8.

Unit 8, can you hear me?

Unit 8, come in!

I'm here near the old mosque, sir. Go ahead.

Listen carefully. A message has to be delivered to Bhopal Junction.

A relief train is coming from Itarsi.

I repeat, a relief train is coming from Itarsi.

Platform 1 should be clear.

I repeat, platform 1 should be clear.

[siren blaring]

[explosion]

[man coughing]

[officer] Unit 8, come in. Unit 8.

- How many people were in the car? - Unit 8, can you hear me?

Let's get out of here!

Sir, did you get the message or not? Do you copy?

[people coughing]

[Adil] Why the hell is the train not moving? [banging on wall]

[Imad] If we remain stuck here...

the Gorakhpur or the relief train will crash into us.

No one will survive.

[constable] Don't know what the fuck is happening.

Can't go forward, can't go back.

We're so screwed. [coughs]

[breathing laboriously]

What do we do, SM sir?

The waiting hall window's broken too.

SM sir... What do we do, sir?

I'll tell you what we should do. It's really very simple.

First, tell the people in the carriage the engine is not working.

Let them look out for themselves and... [panting]

They'll go their way and we'll go our way. Let's just get out of here.

Am I right or not, bhai?

[Iftekaar hoarsely] I haven't... [coughs] slept...

for ten whole years. [wheezing]

[breathing laboriously]

I spent my days...

and nights haunted by nightmares.

And it's all because...

I couldn't save a life.

[breathing shakily]

He was just eight years old.

The boy.

Right before my eyes.

[blows whistle]

[sobbing]

Just a few more steps...

[screaming]

[Iftekaar] I could've saved him.

[sobbing and coughing]

Just a few seconds more...

I would've pulled him up.

If only I had chosen him over myself...

I'd sleep peacefully.

Just one life... [coughing]

robbed me of my sleep.

And here there are 100 lives at stake.

If they don't survive,

I don't know how... I don't know how I'll be able to live with it.

Those of you who wish to leave, go ahead, please.

As long as I'm alive...

I'm not going anywhere.

No.

[people coughing]

[distant train horn blaring]

Prasad... Prasad, it's coming from the north, right?

[coughs] Go-- Gorakhpur Express! Take the walkie! Release the brakes.

[train horn blaring]

[Imad] Sir, the train will be speeding and it'll crash into us!

I'll open the carriage and get everyone out.

No, Imad, no, no, no.

Imad, we just got one more chance to save them.

The Gorakhpur is supposed to stop here. It'll slow down anyway.

Then we can connect the Gorakhpur to our carriage and get everyone out of here.

We just have to signal to the pilot that there's danger here.

- [Prasad] Sir, I'm going. - Where are you going? Huh?

Sir, remember what you told me?

That you never get another chance to make it right.

Well, I've got one, sir.

All the communication lines are down because of me.

Only after I set off the detonators

will the pilot get the signal and apply the brakes.

[Iftekaar] I was very wrong in judging you, Prasad.

Forgive me if you can. Hmm?

[Prasad] Sir.

- [Iftekaar] Imad? - I got it, sir.

I'm going to clear the way for the Gorakhpur to leave.

I'll change the south side signal to green.

- That will give the pilot the all clear. - Okay.

Sir...

My family's coming on the Gorakhpur Express.

A woman, a little girl and a baby.

Please keep them safe, sir.

And, sir, tell them Imad will be right back.

You'd come here for some other purpose, right, constable?

Sir?

The Express Bandit isn't planning to show up here tonight, is he?

[hesitates] No, sir. [coughs] No.

The station needs your help, constable.

Can I... Can I trust you?

You can trust me more than this uniform, sir.

[constable coughs]

[train horn blaring]

- Guard sahab... - What's wrong?

Did he get on? Is he all right?

Guard sahab has been stabbed in the back.

We've almost reached Bhopal.

[panting and coughing]

[feedback whines]

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

Hey, Salima, look. You can see the station.

[distant train horn blaring]

[panting heavily]

[device clicks]

- [gasping] - [train horn blaring]

Detonators!

[brakes screech]

Constable, Prasad came through for us.

[train horn blaring]

The train is coming!

- [train horn blaring] - [coughing]

Hey! Hey! Stop!

[train horn blaring]

Hey! Stop! Brake!

Stop! Hey!

[brakes screeching]

[gasps]

[train hissing]

Abbu, a train has come.

[coughs]

[Iftekaar on PA] Passengers on the Gorakhpur Express,

stay inside the train! Your lives are in danger.

[panting] Do not come outside!

There's Misrod.

We're almost there.

Come on.

Speed up, master. We have to get past Misrod quickly.

The people at Bhopal won't last much longer without the relief. Come on.

[phones ringing]

[man] The Chhindwara Mail has been rerouted.

The goods train has been stopped at Vidisha.

- The Indore down track's closed. - Why's the Narmada Special still moving?

We just missed it at Akodia.

Everyone pay attention! There is no room for mistakes right now.

Minister sahab has given the order that no train should reach Bhopal.

[train chugging]

It's green. Go fast.

- [engine speeding up] - Come on, come on. Faster.

Sir, please, one minute.

Sir, it's the Misrod stationmaster.

He said the GM special is on its way. It's heading towards them from the south.

This man never listens. Stop him! Stop him!

Okay, got it. I'll do it right away. Don't worry.

Hey, Mishra! Turn the signal red!

- Stop the train! - Okay, sahab.

Why isn't it slowing down?

Why isn't he slowing down?

Mishra! Change the track!

- Switch it to the siding now! - Okay, sahab.

Come on, come on.

What the hell is he doing?

- [brakes screech] - [both grunt]

[panting]

[Rajeshwari] Rati Pandey is only a few kilometers away.

He has doctors and railway staff with him

and they all volunteered to go there.

If they die, who'll be accountable? You or I, Rajeshwari?

Sir, maybe it won't come to that.

There is a cure for the effects of this gas. An antidote.

- Sodium thiosulfate. - Oh, that German?

Uh... Alex Braun.

- You know about him? - Everyone knows.

He's been detained at Delhi airport.

He's being deported back to his country right now.

Someone tipped off the authorities about him.

Don't you ever read your memos?

Mirza.

Sir, Rati has doctors onboard.

And Braun has the antidote.

We can administer that antidote as soon as it reaches--

Stop talking like some clueless member of the public.

How can the government heed the advice of some foreigners

and administer a random antidote to patients?

[coughing]

[Iftekaar on PA] Attention! Attention!

- Salima! Wait for me! - [Iftekaar] Wait inside the train.

Don't come out!

- [people clamoring] - Wait! Pay attention!

[constable] Where are you going? Get inside!

- What's going on? - There's poison in the air!

Take your family and get inside!

- [Iftekaar] There's poison in the air! - Salima?

Please listen carefully!

- Everyone, cover your faces! - Listen to the announcement!

- Listen to what he's saying! - [people clamoring]

- [Iftekaar] Stop pushing! - Close the windows!

- Tie a cloth around your face! - Remain in your seats!

- Close the windows! - The train is going to leave right now.

- [grunts] - [clanging]

[coughing]

- [Imad on radio] SM sir! SM sir! - Imad, what happened?

The signal is green. The track is clear for the train.

- Where do we go? Come on. - Get back on the train!

Well done, Imad! Now you can come back here.

Get on the train, look for your family! Your shift is over, Imad.

[gasping]

- Ammi! - Salima? Salima!

[breathing heavily]

[coughing]

What's going on? What happened? Our guard is injured. He needs a doctor.

These people were also attacked. How'll we help them?

No, we can't do anything for them here.

The train cannot stop here.

There are 100 people in that carriage and there are thousands on this train.

If we wait here, everyone will die.

[pilot] How can we leave before the scheduled time?

Here's your order. Take it.

[coughs] I'm responsible for breaking protocol.

- You just follow the orders. - Yes, sir.

I'll connect the carriage. You start the train immediately.

[people clamoring]

Constable, get everyone inside! The train is about to leave!

Yes, sir. Everyone, inside! Hurry up!

- Get up! Get up! - [people shouting]

[panting]

Come on! Get inside. Get inside. Close the door.

[straining]

[sighs heavily]

[Adil] The station staff have almost done it.

[people coughing and groaning]

[breathing heavily]

- [people clamoring] - [footsteps running]

[gasping]

Get inside. Hurry--

What's happening? Hey! Hey! Easy! Easy!

Where did they come from?

[people clamoring]

[pilot] Sir, now even more people have come.

[panting] Pilot...

- Give me three more minutes. - Yes, sir.

Whatever happens after that, you get the train out of here.

[pilot] Okay, sir.

[train horn blaring]

- [people clamoring] - [train horn blaring]

- Pilot, just three minutes. - [people clamoring]

Get on the train!

The train's about to leave! Get inside! Get on the train!

Get in, everyone!

Come on! Come on! Get inside!

[shouts] Hey! Hey!

[coughs]

[blows whistle] This way!

[coughs]

Get inside! The train is leaving!

[gasping]

[people clamoring]

- [blows whistle] - Sir! Sir! Where did they come from?

- [gasping] They are the Ijtema pilgrims. - Huh?

Ijtema pilgrims. The train will leave in three minutes.

- Get everyone inside! - Sir!

You handle things here. I'll go to the back of the train.

[constable] Okay. So many-- Sir! Careful!

Sir, your walkie! Sir!

Come on, everybody, get in!

- [people shouting] - [constable] Move aside!

Open the door!

Get inside! Get inside! Come on, get inside!

Come on! Come on! Don't push! Careful!

[constable] Come on! Don't push! Don't push! Get inside! Come on!

Cover your faces! Come on! Keep moving!

- [crickets chirping] - Thank you for trying.

[Rajeshwari on phone] I'm sorry, I couldn't do more.

And I'm not just talking about today.

Rajeshwari...

I know I've been blaming you for everything all this while...

But the truth is, I'm the reason that I lost my job.

You couldn't have done anything more.

I could've fought a little harder.

- But I was more concerned about my job. - No.

I was asking you to put your career on the line.

I had no right to do that.

I'm sorry, Rajeshwari.

Forgive me if you can.

Please come back, Rati.

Come home.

Where else will I go...

other than my home?

[sighs]

But before that...

I have to do something.

All right.

Master, prime the engine.

- We're leaving right away. - Okay, sir.

Sir, what are you doing? I have orders. There's no way I can let you leave.

- Really? - [train engine powering up]

How do you plan on stopping me?

I don't see anybody from the RPF here.

And as far as he's concerned, he volunteered to come here.

Sir, it's Benedict from Itarsi. It's urgent. He wants to talk to you.

- Yeah, Benedict. What's happening? - They're coming, sir.

From all over.

They've all revolted, sir.

Tore up the orders and tossed them in the bin.

The news spread all through the Railways.

Everyone heard you'd been stopped by the higher-ups.

Now they all want to join you.

Also, sir, a relief train has left from Jhansi.

A goods train is on its way from Jabalpur.

And a Medical Special from Indore.

They're coming from everywhere, sir.

They're all coming.

Thank you, Benedict.

[engine speeding up]

- [train horn blaring] - [exhales]

No, no, no, no, no! Wait, wait!

Don't close the door! No, no, no!

[people clamoring]

Open the door! Open the door!

It's time now.

[train horn blaring]

Keep moving! Keep moving!

Come on, the train is about to leave! Come on!

The train is about to leave. Go to the guard's cabin!

[blows whistle] Come on, everyone.

Guard's cabin!

[people clamoring]

[breathing laboriously] Come on! [blows whistle]

The guard's... [gasping]

[gasps]

Help him! Help him! Help him!

We'll reach Misrod in no time.

We'll get you treated there.

- I'm very sorry. - [weakly] It's okay.

Everything will be fine.

We'll reach Bhopal Junction very soon.

- The train's about to leave! Get in! - [gasping heavily]

The train's leaving, hurry!

- [engine powering up] - [train horn blaring]

Come on! Everyone, keep moving! Come on! Come on!

Get inside! Get in! [coughing]

Get inside!

Get up. Come this way.

Come on. Hey, help her get in.

Come on. Get inside. Get in.

[man] You should come in too, sir. Get on.

Come on, sir! Come in!

- Con-- Constable? - Yeah?

[breathing heavily]

- From Itarsi... Relief train... [gasping] - Huh?

One...

- Platform number one. - Number one?

- Yeah. - Get in. Come on! Come, get in!

- [panting] - [people clamoring]

[groans] Oh, hell. Fucking shit.

[coughs]

[breathing heavily]

Shit.

[train horn blaring]

Come this way!

[blows whistle]

Come on, get in.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Come on. Get in.

[people coughing]

- [coughs] - [constable] Hello, Imad?

- [coughing] - Imad, can you hear me?

- Yes, tell me, constable. - Stay wherever you are.

Listen carefully. A train will be arriving on platform number one.

Huh?

- How do you know this? - A policeman told me about it.

It's coming from Itarsi.

They must be sending the relief.

But the Gorakhpur has already left from here.

And they're both on the up line, so they're on the same track.

[train horn blaring]

- [people coughing] - [gasping heavily]

[constable] So, how do we stop it? Tell me. Imad?

Imad, what should we do?

The stationmaster isn't here. I don't know what to do. [coughing]

- [sighs] - Imad?

- [Imad grunts] - Imad!

[coughing]

[people coughing]

[coach] It's okay, girls.

We are okay.

[train horn blaring]

Sir, there's no sign of Gorakhpur anywhere.

[coughing]

[grunts, groans]

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

[faint rumbling]

[train approaching]

- [train horn blaring] - [gasps]

[train horn blaring]

[coughing]

[panting]

Ammi! Ammi! [sobbing] Ammi!

[coughing]

[boy's scream echoes]

[scream echoes]

[gasps]

[yells]

[panting]

[breathing shakily]

[grunting]

[inhales deeply]

[distant train horn blaring]

Did you hear that?

[train horn blaring]

It's on the same track! Stop!

[brakes screech]

[train horn blaring]

- [train horns blaring] - [coughs]

[strains]

[yelling]

- [brakes screeching] - [train horns blaring]

[sighs]

[gasping]

[coughing]

[breathing laboriously]

[Salima coughing]

Salima!

Salima! Salima!

[Imad] My family's coming on the Gorakhpur Express.

A woman, a little girl and a baby.

Please keep them safe, sir.

[Imad] This is my city, my neighborhood.

If something happens, my people will die.

[all coughing]

Sir! Sir! Sir, it's me. Sir! [coughing]

- [wheezing] - [weakly] I couldn't...

save everyone.

[constable panting] No...

[coughing] A relief train from Itarsi is on its way.

Your messa... Your message... They got your message, sir.

[distant train horn blowing]

Sir, the train... [coughing] Sir, the train is here.

You saved everyone, sir. You saved everyone...

[gasping]

[breathing heavily]

[coughing]

[breathing heavily]

- [gasping and coughing] - [keys jingling]

- [indistinct chatter] - [people coughing]

[bag zipping]

[sighs]

[nurse] Madam, don't take the mask off.

Where is he?

[Kumawat] Your son is doing fine.

[Kumawat coughs]

The doctors are keeping him under observation.

They'll bring him to you in a little while.

Please make my son wear this.

May Allah keep him safe.

Thank you, Kumawat bhai.

[machine whirring]

[Kumawat] Nurse.

The baby's going to be fine, right?

The mother was in a bad shape.

The baby's oxygen was cut off for a long time.

There could be white-matter brain injury.

Even if he survives, there could be neurological complications. We can't say.

Nurse...

Please.

[babies crying]

[machine whirring]

[indistinct chatter]

[people coughing]

[camera shutter clicking]

[in Arabic] We belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return.

[sobbing]

- Bhaiya. - Hmm?

[in English] That lullaby Ma used to sing for us, what was the tune?

Please remind me.

- You remember-- - No, I don't.

[Ratlu humming]

[sobbing]

[gentle music playing]

[singing in Hindi] ♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Fill my eyes with sweet dreams ♪

[train horn blaring]

♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Take away these dark nights ♪

♪ Come to me, come to me ♪

♪ Take the night away, take it away ♪

♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Fill my eyes with sweet dreams ♪

♪ These broken dreams ♪

♪ Make them whole again ♪

♪ Together we shall ♪

♪ Make the dawn glow with bright light ♪

[minister] Does Rati Pandey think the Railways is his personal property?

He's landed up in Bhopal.

Do one thing, Rajeshwari.

Give me all the names of the people who are involved in this.

Especially the ones who have set out to be heroes.

Let's make an example out of them.

[minister] A scandal like this will lead to an enquiry, Rajeshwari.

- It is extremely important-- - That we find a scapegoat.

I understand, sir.

You'll have my resignation by this evening.

These men have risked their lives to go to Bhopal...

so they could save their own people.

They don't deserve to go to jail for that.

I take responsibility for failing to communicate your orders correctly.

It's my fault. It's my incompetence. And it's my neck.

Don't you care about your job.

I care very much.

That's why I'm doing this.

[song continues] ♪ We shall breathe again ♪

♪ Hearts will beat again ♪

♪ On the branches of hope ♪

♪ A little bird will sing again ♪

♪ This world will come to flower again ♪

♪ Come to me, come to me ♪

♪ Take the night away, take it away ♪

♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Fill my eyes with sweet dreams ♪

♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Take away these dark nights ♪

♪ Come to me, come to me ♪

♪ O gentle sleep ♪

♪ Fill my eyes with sweet dreams ♪

- ♪ O gentle sleep ♪ - ♪ Come to me, come to me ♪

- ♪ Take away these dark nights ♪ - ♪ Come to me ♪

♪ Come to me ♪

Sir, the air is clear now.

[Rati] Hmm.

- Master... - Sir.

Has the relief we brought reached the hospitals?

- Yes, sir, it has. - Hmm.

[breathes deeply]

[inhales deeply]

[on PA in Hindi] Your kind attention please.

The Bhopal to Delhi relief train is scheduled to arrive on platform number 1.

[man in English] Break open the safe.

Sahab.

- The money is all gone. The safe is empty. - What the hell are you saying?

There was more than one crore in there.

- Come on. - Now what can I say?

The stationmaster is nowhere to be seen.

His wallet is lying inside. Can't find the keys to the safe either.

What if the stationmaster himself...

- They keys must be with him. - Yes.

Looks like he took all the money and fled.

Bloody backstabbing traitor.

Come on. We have to report this to the GM right away.

[coughing]

[all clamoring]

[Nawaz] Listen! Listen!

Listen, is stationmaster-sahab here? Stationmaster-sahab?

One minute, let him through. Let him through.

Iftekaar Siddiqui. Sir, he's my abbu and he hasn't come home.

Station staff... Kshitij Tiwari, Vishwas Bhardwaj,

Akshat Sharma, Vijaya, Yogendra.

- [people clamoring] - Um...

And the last two people found on the tracks...

On the north side ASM Ishwar Prasad

and south side loco pilot... Imad Riaz.

[baby crying]

[Vinod] I'm sorry, bhaisahab. We didn't find any other staff here.

The bodies that we couldn't identify, they've been taken to the grounds.

You can go check over there.

I don't know what you've heard about me,

but I don't tolerate baseless accusations against my own people lightly.

Sir, Stationmaster Siddiqui has disappeared.

He was the one who had the keys last night.

Now he's gone. So has the money.

Sir, the safe was empty!

Inspector, was the safe empty when you saw it?

Uh, no, sir, I... I was standing outside.

So you accused a railway employee for no reason, huh?

Open your eyes and take a good look around you!

Thousands more would've died

if they hadn't sent a signal from the block phone.

If they hadn't assembled this train.

If they hadn't dispatched the Gorakhpur.

Do you really think

that anyone but the stationmaster and his staff could've done all this?

[man quietly] Believe me, the safe was empty!

How am I supposed to know? I was standing outside.

[people coughing]

[indistinct announcement on PA]

[chuckles]

[coughs]

So, where to?

[exhales] Delhi.

I am going to Delhi as well. [coughs]

This...

This city doesn't suit me at all.

This city isn't so bad, miya.

You just chose the wrong day to come here.

Night.

[coughs]

By the way... [clears throat]

You look as if you fought quite a battle last night.

Not yet, my friend.

The battle has just begun.

[woman on PA in Hindi] Your kind attention please.

The Bhopal-Delhi Relief Special leaving from Bhopal via Gwalior

to Delhi will be arriving on platform number 1.

Passengers are requested not to create chaos at the door

and to board in an orderly manner.

[train horn blaring]

[indistinct chatter]

- [people clamoring] - [siren blaring]

[in English] Iftekaar Siddiqui! Iftekaar Siddiqui!

Iftekaar Siddiqui!

[man chanting in Urdu] From the earth did we create you,

and into it shall we return you,

and from it shall we bring you out once again.

[people chanting in Sanskrit] Taking fullness from fullness,

fullness indeed remains.

Eternal peace for all of mankind.

[women sobbing]

[in English] Come, let's get another one.

- Come on, give me a hand. - Okay.

[both grunting]

- Come on! Come on, go inside! - What the hell?

The train is leaving! Come on! Go inside!

Bhaisahab, come with us.

Get up. Bhaisahab, just calm down.

Just calm down, sir.

Bhaisahab, don't worry, come with us.

Look, you're fine. Just come with us! Please!

Don't they check the pulse?

This is the fourth person since morning.

Where do you live, sir?

- Sir, please get up? - Where am I? What's all this?

- Please come. - What is all this? [sobbing]

- Grab his hand. - Sir, calm down. Yeah, I'm doing it.

Check them! They're alive!

[man] We have checked them, don't worry about it.

- No one is alive here. - Sir, sir, sir, please!

Hey! Hey, bhaisahab, wait!

Where are you going?

Sir, be careful! Get away from there! Come with us!

[Iftekaar] They must be alive.

- Sir, stop it. - Nobody's alive.

- You can see that. - Somebody save them!

[man] We have checked everything. Come with us.

[Nawaz] Abbu!

[inaudible]

[Iftekaar gasps softly]

[whimpers softly]

Are you okay?

[grunts]

- [Nawaz] Huh? - Uh-huh.

[sputtering weakly]

Abbu, let's go home now.

Let's go home. Let's go home.

BHOPAL SITTING NEXT TO A VOLCANO

RAILWAY WORKERS MEMORIAL GAS TRAGEDY - 3 DECEMBER 1984

MEMORIAL 2-3 DECEMBER 1984

ISHWAR KUMAR PRASAD IMAD RIAZ - VIJAYA DEVI

[indistinct chatter]

[chuckling] Sir.

You seem busy, stationmaster sahab.

Constable?

[laughs]

I really thought you didn't survive that night.

Sir, I got out alive, but how did you...

Sir, I really thought you were a goner that night.

Well, there was someone who thought I was dead

and took the keys to the safe from my pocket.

[indistinct announcement on PA]

Uh... [sighs]

Sir, maybe... Maybe he couldn't find your pulse.

[exhales]

The amazing thing is that this guy...

took only the keys.

Not the money.

[both laugh]

Tell me on thing, sir. The Indian Railways,

don't they give out any medals for bravery?

Why?

Sir, the things you did to save lives that night, I mean...

I was doing my duty, constable.

Hmm. Sir, I brought something for you.

This, uh...

What's this?

No, sir, actually, this note... This note belongs to you.

Consider this as your medal.

As you know, we make very good tea over here.

Yes.

- Let's have some team. - Sure, sir.

- [train horn blares] - [Iftekaar clears throat]

[hesitates] Uh, no, sir. Looks like the tea will have to wait.

Why?

Because that's my train, sir. I have to go.

Oh.

Don't rob anybody on this train, Mr. Express Bandit.

Otherwise I'll come after you.

Not the Express Bandit, sir.

Balwant Yadav.

[train horn blaring]

[Vijaya] Sohini, look who's here to see you.

[Prasad] Remember what you told me?

That you never get another chance to make it right.

[Imad] There's another thing that's not working properly at Bhopal Junction.

Your clock is two minutes ahead.

[Iftekaar] Imad Riaz.

[sighs]