Airlift

And finally...

How do you fit 30 Iraqis

in one telephone booth?

Tell them that it

does not belong to them!

Goodbye!

Congratulations!

You're very kind, Excellency.

Oh, I'm a mere Prince, Ranjit.

Answerable to His Excellency.

The Emir.

But Ranjit,

you know this deal would mean...

...a lot of your friends

will be unhappy with you.

So, how do you explain to them?

To me, profit explains everything.

Everything.

Always the shrewd businessman.

You should rule, Your Excellency...

...and let me slave in peace.

Goodbye!

Heemaar!

Sorry, sir?

Donkey, Nair, Donkey!

Your India is fully of them

But seems like only

I run into them in Kuwait.

Play some music.

- Okay, sir.

Nair, you're still not a Kuwaiti.

Haven't you learnt anything from me.

Sorry, sir.

Thank you.

Just have a little.

Simu, that's it

Goodnight.

- No, mama...five minutes.

No five minutes, that's it.

Simu.

Simu. Come on, jump. Jump. Jump.

Jump. Jump. Jump.

Goodnight.

Where's my kiss.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

Don't be scared.

Rita. - Yes, ma'am.

- Just tuck her in

Keep the door open.

Why is Simu still awake?

Don't worry,

we won't be late for the party.

And anyway...she's a kid,

not your car...

...that you can turn off with a key.

You've already started?

Decide... whether you want

to party or fight?

Me?

OK. Let's party.

Nair, your family must be thrilled.

Yes, madam.

It's my daughter's

first visit to India.

Look ahead, Nair.

This isn't India.

Ranjit.

- What?

Fine, fine...take

your daughter along too.

She's only four years old...

No one will ask her

for any bribe either.

Take her to India.

She'll like it.

Be in a good mood.

- We'll see.

And please don't drink too much.

- We'll see.

Hey, guys.

- How are you, Ranjit?

Hello, how are you?

- Very good. Hi.

Hi, you're looking beautiful.

As usual.

Hi, how are you?

So nice to see you.

Ashok.

How are you?

Well...

Ranjit, where's Prem?

- Prem?

I invited him...

Hasn't he shown up yet?

You ruined him,

and then invited him..

Why would he come?

The Fawad deal was his, Ranjit.

You snatched it.

You should never mix

business and friendship

It's his problem

that he didn't show up.

Even witches spare friends.

- I am a demon.

How about some blood?

- No, Mr. Demon.

You drink it.

- Thank you.

"My heart's lost

in those Arabic eyes."

"Your lies have plundered me."

"My heart's lost

in those Arabic eyes."

"Your lies have plundered me."

"My heart's lost

in those Arabic eyes."

"Your lies have plundered me."

"|t was lying inside my chest..."

"...in the season of love."

"A single gesture..."

"...and I gave my heart to you.

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave you my heart..."

"Gave it..."

"Magnificent...simp|y magnificent."

"You're just so addictive."

"Sweetheart, you're just too good."

"Amazing..."

"Your attitude's simply amazing."

"You're so stubborn."

"Sweetheart, you're just too good."

"Every time I looked at you.

"| never thought twice."

"A single gesture..."

"...and I gave my heart to you.

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave you my heart..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave it..."

"Gave you my heart..."

"Gave it..."

Go! Go! Go fast!

You go to the right.

Hello.

Hold on.

Iraq and Kuwait had shared

a tense relationship for some time.

The tension was caused

by what always causes tension

Money.

Iraq owed Kuwait 14 billion dollars...

'...that Iraq wanted waived.

Okay, I'll call you later.

They were also demanding that

Kuwait produce less oil...

'...s0 that oil prices go up...

'...and Iraq profits more.

Amidst these apologies

and threats...

'...the Iraqis also

accused the Kuwaitis of...

'...stea|ing oil.

We had grown used

to these threats by now.

And believed that the

situation wouldn't change

But we were wrong.

It did.

And along with it, changed

the identities of us Kuwaitis.

Ranjit?

Ashok called.

- At 3am?

Apparently Saddam attacked Kuwait.

- Come on, Ranjit.

I am sure there must have been

some minor action at the border.

Ranjit...|t's 1990

- I've an idea.

Simran and you go to London.

Do you really think

there's some kind of threat?

I don't think so.

I'm sure schools will

be closed for few days.

You can come back in a week.

And everything will be fine.

Could Saddam have rea||y..

- Nothing has happened.

What is wrong with you?

- Nothing, ljust...

Do me a favour.

Go back to bed.

Go! Ijust want to make some calls.

Go. Carry on. - Okay.

- Go, go.

Kuwaitis! Come out!

This is our land now!

Hail Saddam!

- Get down.

Hail Saddam!

Hail Saddam!

Hail Saddam!

Hail Saddam!

Hail Saddam!

Hail Saddam!

- Oh God! How bad is it?

- Very bad!

Just when I need them

most no one takes my calls.

Did you try Sheikh Faisal

at the Internal Ministry?

Don't tell me who to call.

Why are you shouting?

- I've already tried him, Amrita.

Relax, Ranjit.

The entire Kuwaiti Government is gone.

There's not a single official here.

We're practically without

a government, and you are...

Gone?

- Yes.

They ran away the

first chance they got.

Don't they have any responsibility...

...towards their own people?

Amrita...

- Mummy.

Why is Simu awake?

There's no school today.

Go. Go back to sleep.

Rita, please take her inside.

Go, baby. Go inside, please.

Nair, what's happening outside?

Sir, I avoided the main roads...

...and took the highway to get here.

The Iraqi army is everywhere.

They're checking everyone.

They're sparing everyone else...

...but seeking out

Kuwaitis and killing them.

Ranjit, why did you call him..?

- Amrita, mind your own business...

...and let me do mine.

Get the car, I'll go get ready.

Now you're going out too!?

- Just calm down.

What's wrong with you?

I'm going to the Embassy.

We'll get out of Kuwait

once everything's arranged.

Okay. Relax now.

Nair, don't be scared.

Stop the car!

Turn the car off!

Get out! Where are you going?

Do you have any papers?

He's my boss.

- Nair, don't speak in arabic.

Nair, get in the car.

Nair don't speak in arabic.

He's my boss.

Get in!

Play the music

What's that shining in your hand?

Give it to us.

Good, good!

Let's go

Come on, move.

You must be really happy today.

Amitabh Bachchan...?

Deewar...?

Mr. Ranjit, yes or no?

If I hadn't passed through

that checkpoint today...

...then you wouldn't be still alive,

Mr. Ranjit.

Let me guess...

You didn't recognise me.

A year ago...you came to Baghdad...

...with your wife Amrita

and daughter Simran...

...for a Fundraiser.

And by the grace of Allah...

who was your security in-charge?

I was with you for two days...

...yet you don't recognise me.

I am kind of hurt, Mr. Katiyal.

I remember...

- No! You don't!

Successful people...

should only remember important people.

And n0w...sudden|y...

I am someone important.

Mr. Khallaf Bin Zayed.

Iraqi Republican Army.

At your service.

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