Lagaan: Once Upon a Time in India Page #9

can happen only after this match.

Till then, let's get on with the match.

Okay. He can bowl.

To kill a tiger or cheetah!

Bah! That's nothing!

Defeat the tyrants.

Thrash the Feringhees!

Beat them! Defeat them!

Come on! Throw the ball,

break the stick!

For goodness' sake.

Brooks, look out for his arm action.

It's damn 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.

Good timing.

Losing two wickets...

...they have made 132 runs.

Capt 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.

This could be.

What are you doing, Lakha!

I missed it, Kaka.

How could you miss, son!

Where's your concentration?

We have to win.

We must win this game.

Please concentrate.

Go on, Bhuvan. Bowl.

The end of the day's play, gentlemen.

The English team has scored...

...182 runs for 2 wickets.

And with this, we come to

the end of the first day's play.

Our game wasn't good today.

What were you up to, Lakha?

You played so well during practice.

Practice was different.

We were playing among ourselves.

But why're you blaming only me?

You all went gaga over Kachra.

Saw the cripple's miracle today?

I told you before...

At least he tried.

You weren't even trying!

What did he do with all that trying?

- Shut up, Lakha.

That night, Elizabeth's eye

fell on a shadowy figure.

She tried to investigate.

My being in the team was

of some help at least.

She was amazed to see Lakha there.

She went to the village at once

and informed Bhuvan about Lakha.

I... I...

...did wrong.

What I did was very wrong.

Forgive me.

Lakha, a snake like you

must be crushed!

Stop!

I'm telling you again, stop.

Drag him out, Bhuvan.

- We'll kill him!

Calm down.

All of you calm down.

I'll talk to him.

Lakha, open the door!

No, Bhuvan. I won't open

the door. They will kill me!

I won't open it.

Nobody will do anything, Lakha.

How long will you stay inside?

They'll not budge from here.

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 to have her at any cost.

But she loves you.

And I hated you for that.

I hated you for that!

I wanted you to lose.

I wanted to disgrace you in

Gauri's eyes...

...and the whole village as well.

For that, you risked the life

of the whole village.

You staked their future?

Do you know what you have

done, Lakha?

Save me, Bhuvan!

Save me!

Give me a chance to repent.

Just one chance!

I swear on my mother!

I'll do whatever you say.

But give me just one chance

to repent.

I can give you one chance.

But you must prove your loyalty.

If you can't, you will not

find refuge even here!

They begin the second day's play

with the score at 182.

Hail the Great Guru's warriors!

Hail the Great Guru's victory!

You gladden our hearts!

Live long!

The next batsman is Lt. Wesson.

Nice shot!

Rather enjoyable knock.

- Lovely to watch.

Oh, great shot, sir. Well played.

Let's have some more of those.

Congratulations, Wesson.

And that's lunch, gentlemen.

271 to 3 is

an extremely good score, Captain.

Yes, I think 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.

All the bowlers have tried.

I don't know what to do.

Over.

Oh! You are doing it.

Come here. Come on.

What's this!

He's given him the ball again!

I can't understand.

Crazy chap!

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 Ape!

Crack the enemy's back!

Good shot, Harrison. Good shot.

Oh! So you step out and hit, do you!

Try coming out now!

Go back! Go back home!

With your tail between your legs!

You Tea drinkers!

Fleabags! Boot wearers!

Grab it, Bagha!

Catch, Bagha! Catch!

Catch it, Bagha.

You caught it!

The score is 320 and

only 2 batsmen left!

Arjan, don't drop it!

Caught it!

With the last batsman out...

...the English innings is over.

The Champaner team will have

to make 323 runs to win.

They collapsed like a house of cards.

That leaves them

a huge mountain to climb.

Absolutely, Major Cotton.

Come on, brothers!

Get rid of Lagaan!

Come on, brothers!

- Get rid of Lagaan!

Come on, brothers!

- Get rid of Lagaan!

That was simply great!

Kachra's magic worked.

The Whiteys just crumbled.

I felt Bhuvan was making

a big mistake giving you the ball.

But he bowled well.

Brilliantly.

The foolish Feringhees

only looked in front.

And the ball whizzed past

their butts and knocked the bails off!

All this joking is fine.

But you have to think of how

you will make these 323 runs.

It'll be done, Chief.

Listen, all of you.

Ismayeel, Lakha, Bagha,

Deva and Arjan...

We six together are responsible

for getting these 323 runs.

The others are weak in batting.

And so, all six of us must bat

cautiously and calmly.

Deva, you and I will open

the batting.

And we should both stay put

firmly till end of play today.

Okay, brother.

Careful, Bhuvan!

Steady, Bhuvan, steady.

What're you doing, Bhuvan!

Get a hold of yourself.

The people of the village get

four more runs with this.

All right, Ram Singh.

All right.

Come on, brothers!

- Get rid of Lagaan!

Yardley!

Well done, Smith!

Oh, how could this happen!

Don't forget the crease.

Yes, very bad luck.

Who is next? Oh, it's Arjan.

Just forget how that arrogant

White humiliated you.

Just stay there till the evening.

Be careful.

Well done!

Be careful, Arjan.

You won't have a morsel to eat.

Nor a piece of cloth to wear.

They are trying to needle you, Arjan.

Stay calm.

Get that darkie, Smith.

You won't have a morsel to eat.

Nor a piece of cloth to wear.

We will take double

and triple Lagaan from you!

They are trying to provoke you, Arjan.

Stay calm.

You damn slaves will remain

crushed under our boots!

Careful, Arjan. Stay calm!

Catch it, North, catch it!

Yes!

Well done.

That's the way.

Well bowled, Smith.

Yardley...

knock his bloody head off.

Yardley.

Nice bit of sport, Yardley.

That was a nasty one.

My God, he's got some strength

in those arms.

Bagha, please be careful!

Don't get carried away.

Oh, well bowled.

Go, my son.

Come again, Yardley.

Oh, God.

What happened!

Hurry!

That must have hurt.

Take him away... easy.

Careful.

Are you badly hurt?

- Yes.

How's that?

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'll we do now?

O Saviour!

O Pure of Essence

Our Dearly Beloved

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