Rang De Basanti Page #3

This country has never accepted|Muslims and it never will...

How can you be so passive!

Do you ever see me|mixing with a Hindu?

I'm not you and I don't want|to be like you brother.

I can't fill myself with so much hate...

Coward that's what you are.

Stop it!

I feel suffocated in this house.|It's the same old thing every single day...

Carnivals will be held on our|graves every year,

That's all that will be left of us,|when we die for our country.

Well said Ashfaq Sahab...

If the English could hearyou they|would leave this country in a moment.

So what has been decided?

We'll steal the Empire's money|from the train that passes Kakori.

And with that money we will buy arms.

Bismil will explain everything.

Yes Bismil... Where is my Ram?

Ljust can't find my|Ramprasad Bismil.

Relax. We will find him.

But where? How?

Very soon. Don't you wo...

You won't get Ramprasad|Bismil out here.

You need a true Indian.

How can you find Indian|revolutionaries amongst...

...people who want to be Westerners?

Ignore him. Let's go.

Ramprasad Bismil wished to|be reborn a hundred times...

...so that he could give his life for his|country a hundred times over.

Let's go Sue.

So where do you think|I can find my Bismil?

I don't believe this.

This day, we walk along with death,|and laugh at its pale spectre.

We will not fearthose cruel swords,|our courage is far sharper.

Mistake not our silence for submission.|For beneath lies lava, molten.

O Martyre, O men of valour.|One day the enemy will sing your praises.

We will show our mettle|when the moment of truth arrives...

...for courage lives in deeds,|not boastful lies.

We've gathered in the enemy's lair,|my friend...

In the hope of dying for our motherland.

We will not fearthose cruel swords,|our courage is far sharper.

This day, we walk along with death,|and laugh at its pale spectre.

We will not fearthose cruel swords,|our courage is far sharper.

Sue, this isn't London.|You don't know what kind...

...of scum, men like Laxman Pandey are.

Look Sue if he is a part of this,|then I can't do the film.

If you have any problems|with me say it on my face.

Don't stab me in the back like a coward.

Pandey leave!|We don't want trouble...

Speak you coward.|What were you saying?

Aslam, where are you going?

Coward, what were you saying?

Hey you! How dare you hit Aslam?

SUKHI:

Thrash him.

I'm sorry,|I took you guys in my film.

God knows what made me come here...

You know we've got a problem|with Pandey. There's a lot of bad blood.

And if I stay, it's sure to happen again.|No, Sue.

We've worked it out.

You won't have any problems.

Sue... we all know how much|this film means to you.

We want to help you finish|what you came here to do.

Everyone wants you to stay.

I want you to stay.

Say something...

Don't worry, you're in safe hands.

Come on... Get up... Come here.

She's not going anywhere.

Now just chill.

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Take some soil of my land,|the scent of this air...

Add the breath of my being,|the throbbing of my heart...

And the zeal, that|races through my blood...

Take all these, and stir it.|Then watch as it brings out the colour...

Take all these, and stir it.|Then watch as it brings out the colour...

Watch as it brings out|the colour of patriotism, my friend.

Watch as it brings out the colour.

Bismil's sent a message...

...that the Lucknow train...

...carrying the Empire's money...|will be looted by us in Kakori...

...while eating Kakori kababs.

And we will buy bombs with that money.

Leave her alone...|She will stop giving milk.

Give colour to your dreams.|And those of your people.

Give colour to your happiness.|And your sadness too.

Give colour to generations...|Give colour to the field...

Give colour to the beat of your heart.|And that of your music.

Give colour to every cheek.|Give colour to your eyes...

Watch as it brings out the|colour of patriotism my friend.

Watch as it brings out the colour...

Take some soil of my land,|the scent of this air...

Add the breath of my being,|the throbbing of my heart.

And the zeal, that races|through my blood.

Take all these and stir it.|Then watch as it brings out the colour.

Take all these and stir it.|Then watch as it brings out the colour.

Watch as it brings out the|colour of patriotism, my friend.

Watch as it brings out the colour.

Hey Short-stuff!

Did you get Bismil's message?

No.|No! Then Listen...

The train that's Kakori...|will be looted in eight days.

It's loaded with the Empire's money.

Will you loot it?|No.

We will be buying arms from it.

What will we buy?|Arms...

Yes... Very Good... go now.

On a slow fire, won't you,|put this passion to cook.

Then as it simmers,|add a babbling brook.

Add a river, and an ocean.|Maybe a pot of water.

Then sprinkle a bit. Stir it all up.|And watch as it brings out the colour.

Watch as it brings out|the colour of patriotism, my friend.

Bismil has sent a message...

...the Lucknow train...

...which carries the Empire's money...

...will be looted by us in|seven days, in Kakori...

And we will buy bombs with that money.

Now paint the whole town with it.|Paint your very being.

Paint your every vein with it.|Paint it with a smile.

Paint those childhood years, won't you.|Paint the flush of youth.

Don't hesitate, my friend.|Paint your patriotism over everything.

Watch as it brings out the|colour of patriotism, my friend.

Take some soil of my land,|the scent of this air.

Take some soil of my land,|the scent of this air.

Add the breath of my being,|the throbbing of my heart.

And the zeal,|that races through my blood.

Take all these and stir it.|Then watch as it brings out the colour.

Watch as it brings out the|colour of patriotism, my friend.

Watch as it brings out the colour.

Watch as it brings out the|colour of patriotism, my friend.

British Officers...|around 20 to 25 of them.

We have to call it off! We've nearly|reached Kakori. Stop Ashfaq, quick.

Ashfaq, stop!

It's too late to back out now...|Come on... Move!

Get inside!

Keep the windows shut...

Come on!

The keys!

You won't get away with this.

Give me the keys!|- I don't have it.

Banwari get the sledge hammer.

I'll handle them.|You go get the money...

I've committed my life|to the freedom of this country.

Comfort, and other worldly|desires do not attract me.

I know you want me to|get married and settle down...

...like all parents do.

But freedom is my bride.

I hope you'll forgive me.|Your most obedient son, Bhagat.

Let's take a break.

Breakfast?|No...

Put it there.

General Dyer? How can one even think|of doing something like this?

I can't believe that he actually killed more|than 400 people at Jallianwala Baugh.

Actually nearly 1000|people were butchered...

Last year at the tomb of Peer Sai,|I prayed for Daljeet's well being.

Who's Daljeet?

We were the epitome of tolerance.

Even an ant reacts. But we are conditioned|to take everything lying down.

Rubbish! It's today's generation|which lacks the will to do anything

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