Rangoon

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As World War II rages,

the whole world is

engulfed in flames of war.

India is under British rule

and at present,

the freedom struggle is at its peak.

In Gandhi's non-violent struggle,

the call for self-rule

echoes throughout the country.

But another soldier

of this battle for freedom,

Subhash Chandra Bose,

is dismissive

about Gandhi's non-violent ways.

He believes that freedom has

to be fought for, not sought after.

It will be attained

by fighting fire with fire.

Bose changed his strategy

and joined hands

with the enemy of the enemy, Japan.

He assumed command of the

Indian National Army in Singapore.

The Indian National Army or INA.

Was formed with prisoners of war

who were captured

while fighting for the British.

But the British Army still had

thousands of Indian soldiers

who are shedding their blood

for their ruthless masters,

the British.

Nawab!

Hurry up, Nawab!

Hurry UP!

Nawab, run!

Nawab, hurry!

Nawab!

Nawab, c'mon, try harden. Hurry!

Nawab!

Nawab!

'India can no longer

remain enslaved.'

'We'll have to pay

the price for freedom!'

'Prepare for it.'

'We may've been born

in an enslaved India'

'but we'll breathe our last

in a free India.'

Sir, General Mutaguchi's orders.

The Japanese army is

to lead the attack, not us.

Our army, our mission,

both are irrelevant to the Japanese.

No one can stop us

from reaching Delhi now.

Neither the British, nor the Japanese.

Prepare for war.

The first stop will be here,

at Imphal.

In two months,

we will hoist the tricolor there.

And in four months.. in Delhi.

But, Sir, to fight our battle,

we'll need guns,

explosives, tanks, transport.

And for those, money.

We will arrange for the money.

Pardon me sir, but from where?

Bombay.

Jeem Pesh Wau Lam

Ek Naam Julia...

Air:
Sheen Ek Quaff

Hum Ghulam Julia...

Pal Pal... Paara Paara...

Chakraati Julia...

Uff Uff... Chappan Churiyan

Barsaati Julia...

There goes, there she goes, Julia

Here and there and everywhere

All over, god knows here

There goes, there she goes, Julia

Here and there and everywhere

All over, god knows here

Raised by the fall, Julia

The monsoons paramour, Julia

Adept at all the arts, Julia

Hey, cracking her whip, Julia

Juliaa-AAA-AAA...

Roll sound!

Action!

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum Pum-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

Cut it! Print that, superb shot!

Extraordinary. Stunning. Incredible.

- This was a bit tight.

- OK!

Haseena, you were brilliant today.

You overshadowed Julia.

Why did you pull my hair so hard?

In the next shot,

Julia on a bike with horses chasing her

- and then an airplane.

- Perfect.

And then you decide

- One more!

Julia, why one more?

The last one was so good.

Rusi, what the hell? It's a classic

one-shot and I'm okay with it.

People watch films, not shots.

And who is the director of this film?

Good question.

You know how scarce film stock is.

The world is at war and you are

bent upon getting 'one more'!

Go and join Hitler's army!

The chandelier?

It's impossible to grab

the chandelier mid-air, Rusi.

Really?

What if something happens to me?

I don't want to die

before becoming Mrs. Billimoria.

You are Julia.

Miss Julia.

My Julia.

Lights!

Every sight of you is a wonder

- Bloody hell!

You float on the edge of a sword

Every sight of you is a wonder

You float on the edge of a sword

You are life, Julia

You are the beloved, Julia

Pale-skinned, Julia

A leopard's tread, Julia

Without you, life's not

Worth a cent, Julia

One two three four

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum Pum-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

Aaah... Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum Pum-pum

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

Aaah... Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum Pum-pum

Soaring like an eagle

When she swoops, Julia

She will strike you

like the lightning

There goes, there she goes, Julia

Here and there and everywhere

All over, god knows here

Raised by the fall, Julia

The monsoons paramour, Julia

Adept at all the arts, Julia

Hey, cracking her whip, Julia

Buy one, buy all!

Masks for sale!

O Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

Aaah... Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum Pum-pum

May I have your attention please?

Your royal highness's, my lords,

ladies and gentlemen, good evening.

There's someone very special

I'd like to introduce to you tonight.

He's here straight from the battlefield,

where he's fighting for us

and with us.

No one makes a better

Mutton Biryani than him

and I'm proud

to call him my friend.

To his ennobling empire

and to the good

that it has done our country.

To Major General David Harding!

Greetings!

I'm reminded of a couplet.

"He has become the King's comrade,

and hence shows off arrogantly."

"He has become the King's comrade,

and hence shows off arrogantly."

"What other claim to respect does

'Ghalib' have in the city?"

Well said!

Thank you, Mr. Billimoria.. Rusi.

I'm honored.

I may be a White man

on the outside, friends.

But this heart, it is Indian.

Ms. Julia,

please meet my new queen, Padmini.

I heard your real name is not Julia.

It is a.. I don't know,

I mean, I read it somewhere

- Excuse me.

- Your drink, Your Grace.

Actresses!

'Every Indian has a duty

towards this country.'

'Hence, he must

contribute his due share

towards the final victory.'

'I'm convinced that

India cannot hope to be free

until all Indians living abroad

perform their duties

in this momentous world crisis.'

'Hail free India!'

- Hail the motherland!

Whom do we follow? Who is right?

Gandhi preaches non-violence.

And Mr. Bose advocates violence.

You aren't fit for either.

We must attain freedom, whenever

that will be. - Correct.

This is a memento of

my first and late wife, Rajo.

Netaji, Rajo's last memento.

For the Indian National Army.

- This is from me.

- Splendid!

Do you not miss the screen,

Mr. Billimoria?

No more than I miss this hand.

Rusi, our boys on the front

would love to see Ms. Julia.

Just a few shows

for our Indian troops.

There's a war going on, David.

It's far too dangerous.

Oh, there's no danger at all.

The Japanese are on the run.

And it's bad times for the INA.

Their guns and bellies

Both are empty!

I give you my word,

Miss Julia will have better

protection than the King of England.

My word above my life!

Is this what you've

been learning in Benaras?

Ms. Julia, we meet again.

Yes, my dear Queen No. 3!

Actually,

these ladies don't believe me.

Tell me, isn't it true that

you were a gypsy

before joining the movies?

And your real name is..

I forgot it again!

Jwala Devi it was Jwala Devi.

And I'm a bastard.

I don't know who my father is.

But I know

who my husband is going to be.

Soon I'm going to be Mrs. Billimoria.

Rusi, tell them.

Let's go, darling.

The press is waiting outside.

- Excuse me.

- Of course.

I told you!

Mrs. Billimoria, huh!

All hail the King!

That's quite a sword!

Should I gift it to you

or would you like to snatch it?

Your Majesty,

you've a great sense of humor.

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