Rangoon Page #6

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For a moment it felt that

you may indeed rip Julia's heart.

We're professionals, Mr. Patel.

It's our job to make lies look true.

Wow! Very well said!

But the vicious strikes

weren't false, Ms. Julia.

Any wounds?

Part of the game.

I'm fine.

Sometimes the wound is in one place,

the pain in another.

Ms. Haseena...?

Mr. Billimoria, we're still

searching for Sergeant Malik.

He will be here any moment.

Thank you, Major.

Only one of us can live..

Me

or him.

Nawab!

Nawab, you need to

get out of here right now.

Rusi is going to kill you.

He's looking for you!

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Mama.

VICTORY TO INDIA

Indian National Army.

Mama!

Come back!

Come back!

Go on, Mama.

We have very little time.

Get going.

Nawab, you...?

Yes.

Captain Nawab Malik,

Gandhi Brigade,

Indian National Army.

We have a visitor, Major General.

At this hour? Who?

A very special guest.

I think you'd want to meet them.

Good.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Come with me.

You're a traitor.

Not just for me, but for your army too.

For your entire community!

I was a traitor

when I was a British soldier.

I realised that I've

been a slave for generations.

We need freedom from these monsters.

Whether we die for it

or kill for it.

My life's for the taking.

Take it.

Nawab, you're making a mistake.

Kill me or you'll get killed.

Are you even alive?

Had you been,

you'd have realised

the tyranny of your masters.

You'd have heard the

screams of the innocents!

I don't have to kill you.

You..

Are buried in your own body.

Not Bad.

You bloody traitor!

Williams, stop!

Mema, you too.

Bhyro Singh.

INA.

Yes.

First your make-up man,

Maybe you find out.

And there could be many more.

- How did you find out?

- That oldie ratted out for money.

I tell you,

if the British ever leave India,

this is going to become one of

the most corrupt societies in the world.

What'll happen to him if you die?

Have mercy for your child

and tell me who else

is working with you.

How about now?

Not my child..

No! Please not my child.

Mommy..

Major General.

- This isn't right.

- Fish-Posh.

I'm white, I'm always right.

Major

Take the gun.

Take the gun, Mr. Billimoria.

I told you to take the gun!

Who is it? Who else?

- No, Rusi.

- What are you waiting for?

Shoot damn it! Show us your loyalty!

No!

?Singing the INA anthem?

Glory to India!

I'm afraid, you won't be getting

your Victoria Cross after all.

Although I shall recommend

that you're nailed to one.

Take the traitor away.

Miss Julia, unfortunately I won't

be able to attend your last show.

I'm leaving for Calcutta

today with the two-edged sword.

Two-edged?

It'd appear that Sergeant Malik is the

sharper side of this two-edged sword.

I'm not leaving him behind.

If you'll excuse me.

You know that was the INA

anthem he was singing. - Sir?

It saddens me that

Tagore's beautiful tune

should be used

for such a doomed cause.

Mommy!

Wake up, mom.

Eat a little.

- A little bit.

- Mommy!

- Calm down, dear.

- Mommy.

Give me blood

and I shall give you freedom.

We all want freedom but we'd

rather let someone else bleed for it.

What can be more

important than one's life?

There is.

That for which one can die.

Very beautiful!

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

Hey, cracking her whip, Julia

Juliaa-AAA-AAA...

Soaring like an eagle

When she swoops, Julia

She will raise

Quite a storm, Julia

She will burst forth

like gushing water

She will strike you

like the lightning

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...

Mango-Gamma to base camp.

Come in, base camp.

Julia... Pa-pa-pa-pum

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

Bhyro Singh!

Bhyro Singh, open the door.

Release Nawab.

Release him, that's an order!

Guns.

Of course, Miss Julia.

Drop your guns.

You filthy

Isn't there a women's

regiment in the INA?

The Queen of Jhansi Regiment?

Major Sir!

Over there!

Major General, thank god you're alive.

We thought..

You thought I was what? Dead?

Thankfully I'm a better actor

than these so-called performers!

Base to Mango-Gamma.

Sin.

One jeep is leaving

with reinforcements.

The road is inaccessible by trucks.

Sir, over and out.

How much farther?

Get to the bridge!

Fall out!

Where are the reinforcements?

I don't know, sir.

They should've been here before us.

Sh*t!

Over there.

I'm out Sir!

They're running out of ammunition.

Take the sword and cross the bridge.

And you?

I'll hold them off, leave now.

Not without you.

Son of a gun!

Once you cross over,

the INA post is about 2 miles away.

Inform them.

I can hold them off till they get here.

The hopes and dreams of millions

depend on this sword.

Go, Julia.

Go.

Stop!

Wait!

Nawab!

She's gone, sir.

Miss Julia, I request, please

Come back here.

If for no one else, Ms. Julia.

Please come back for Rusi.

Kiddo, come back!

Oh my-my!

Look!

Your beloved is alive!

Julia!

No!

- Go back.

- Hold back.

We need that sword.

They won't spare my life.

Trying to save me is pointless.

Miss Julia.

I promise

a fair trial for Sergeant Malik

and no case for you.

My word before my life.

If not by bullets,

then on the gallows.

My death is certain tomorrow.

But you're alive today.

Stop, Sergeant Malik!

What the hell is he trying to do, sir?

The rascal wants

to get himself killed.

Sergeant Malik,

one more step and you're dead.

Go Julia!

Farewell it is, surely not goodbye

The body is surely

not bereft of the soul

- Blow the bridge!

- No!

Kiddo, come back.

Kiddo!

Kiddo stop.

What do you want?

Can you really give me what I want?

Anything for you.

Will you take this

to where it belongs,

on the other side?

Come on, now.

I can't live without you.

But I've already died with him.

Bloody hell.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Billimoria.

Our sword.

"We expect faithfulness from those.."

"who know not what faith means."

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