A good day of hunting, my dear?
Yes, it was rather.
Do you believe it?
It's amazing. Who's the artist?
What? This chit of a girl?
I want to have this little package on our mantelpiece.
- Edward. - Yes, sir.
Sergeant!
Do you comprehend the value of the bullet in your barrel?
It was manufactured in an English factory using English metals.
It crossed the seven seas in an English vessel.
By the time it reached the barrel of your gun,
it cost One Pound.
One Pound Sterling!
And you would want to squander it on
brown rubbish?
Clear the road.
Of course not, sir. We have done nothing to aggravate them.
They are protesting here because Lala Lajpat Rai
was arrested in Calcutta.
They're rabid!
We need reinforcements now!
It's going to take another seven hours.
Hold the line, damn it!
Arrest that bastard!
And…
…bring him to me.
Arrest that bastard!
And bring him to me.
Arrest that bastard!
And bring him to me.
Good God!
That mob!
I was scared out of my wits, sir!
He scares me more.
On the occasion of the annual special officers' ceremony,
only three have been deemed worthy out of 75 candidates
for their exceptional contribution.
They are Philip Anderson,
Charles Langford,
Frank Poole.
As for the rest of you, better luck next year.
Disperse!
Greetings, sir.
He is Mr. Venkat Avadhani.
Special adviser to the Nizam.
It's regarding the girl we brought from the Deccan.
So?
So this tribal is going to shoot down the mighty British empire
with his bow and arrows.
Hey! You!
The engine died on me again. What did you repair?
I've been kicking and kicking
and this damn thing won't start.
What's the bloody trick?
You removed something earlier and attached it now
So that you can charge me again?
You cheating bastard!
- Please forgive him, sir. - Robert, please stop it.
And that is the gist of it.
We have a hunter targeting the Governor, roaming free in Delhi.
We shouldn't really be bothering about imbecile tribes.
However our good friend, the Nizam,
thinks that they might trouble us.
And since this concerns the Governor, we should act on it.
- And with a good deal of bother. - Alright, sir.
We will apprehend this bugger.
Though I would rather roast this swine on a bed of coals.
Well said, sir!
Let us have the file, sir.
Well, yes, that is the catch, officer.
We have nothing on him.
You mean nothing?
Identifying features?
Criminal history?
It's quite an impossible task.
How the hell are we supposed to catch him?
Do they expect us to capture a tribal with no criminal history?
The one that accomplishes the impossible
will be promoted to the rank of special officer.
Do you want him dead or alive?
I can vouch for this man.
If anyone can do the job, it's him.
You bring him dead, you receive a bounty.
You bring him alive, you will be promoted to special officer.
Stop, stop it.
Stop.
- Why are you hitting him like that? - He's forgotten his ID, ma'am.
That doesn't give you the right to treat him like an animal.
Sorry, ma'am.
I am an officer on duty. Do a casual check and let us pass through.
ID.
- He's an officer. - Yes, sir.
- Vande Mataram! - Vande Mataram!
Vande Mataram!
VANDE MATARAM
- Raju. - Akhtar.
Excuse me! Could you help? My tires have gone flat.
He means it will take at least five hours.
Oh!
Is there a bus stop or a tram station nearby?
Perhaps you can ask him for a ride.
Oh. Are you going that way?
- Yes. - Wonderful, let me get my things.
- Can you take me to the market, please? - Market? Sure.
Thank you.
Oh… you mean our house is big?
It is. But...
Not really beautiful, you know…
Not like a real home.
I'm sorry, I can't understand what you are saying.
Sorry?
Oh, you mean my name?
Oh, don't call me madam. It's just Jenny, yes?
Don't call me madam.
It is just Jenny, yes?
Oh.
It's not for me… There is a small girl staying with us…
Malli.
This is for her.
How much does this cost?
Oh…
How beautiful!
She is going to love it.
Did you make this?
No, I mean…
Did you make this?
Good lord! You are safe. We were worried about you, ma'am.
Why on earth? I am perfectly alright.
Going out with a native can be dangerous, ma'am.
Please come with me.
- Give me a minute. - Alright, ma'am.
I would love to see you again.
There is a party at the Gymkhana Club.
This is the invitation.
Please do try to come.
Bye.
Hello, Malli.
Look what I bought for you.
Do you like it?
What about a toy elephant?
A bangle?
It's been so long since I've been to a party. I simply can't wait to dance.
If you're in need of a dance partner, Jennifer,
you needn't look any further.
You are looking at the best dancer around here.
- Oh. - I second that.
I don't mind teaching you some good moves...
Akhtar, you look amazing in your suit.
He wanted to look his best when he met you.
Come, let's join the party.
You both carry on. I'll join you in a while.
Hey...
- Hi, Jenny. - Hi, Maggie, how's Max?
- Oh, he's great. - Wonderful.
Would you like to dance?
I can see that you do. Come on, we must dance.
This goes here. This goes here...
And step back.
Back, side. Done. You've got it.
You're a natural.
Oh I wish I knew what you are saying.
I'm sorry?
Are you okay?
Oh, I'm so sorry, don't worry, it'll come out.
- I am so sorry. - Oh, no. It's completely fine.
Every damn wanker thinks he can dance.
What do you think of yourself, huh? You country oaf.
- Look at them. - Wait.
Look at all these brown buggers.
What do they know about art? About finesse?
About dance?
Tango.
Swing.
Flamenco.
Can you do any of these? Huh?
Not salsa. Not Flamenco, my brother.
Do you know Desi Naach?
What is Desi Naach?
I've had enough of this nonsense!
You two. Out!
No, Jake. I've had enough of your bullying.
Go away! Go!
Go!
This is disgusting! This is filthy!
Jenny!
- Come on! - We can't lose this!
Don't stop! Keep going!
- Ram! Ram! Ram! - No.
Come on, Akhtar.
Ram! Ram! Ram!
Yes!
Are you hurt? What's happened? Is he alright?
He's got a bad cramp. Can you drop him at New Bazaar?
Of course.
Get in.
Would you like to come to my place for a coffee
before I drop you home?
I would offer to drop you too, but it's only a two-seater.
No problem, I am waiting for a friend.
Alright, bye.
- Good morning, Thomas. How are you today? - Good morning, ma'am.
I'm very good. Thank you so much. How about you?
I'm good, thank you.
Open the gates.
The second gate only opens once the first is closed.
I don't understand the need for such elaborate security measures.
Overwhelming, huh?
Uncle Scott is coming back from London in two days.
He has been knighted by the King.
Aunt Cathy wants to throw a grand ceremony.
Everything is checked, sir.
Have you checked every door?
Hundreds of people are working round the clock to make sure everything is smooth.
- I don't want any hangups, officer. - Yes, sir.
- See these lights? They were commissioned. - What the hell are you doing here?
Robert, what are you doing? He is with me.
He is here by my invitation. Let him go.
Servants can't use the main entrance, ma'am.
I'll show him the back entrance.
Robert! Robert! He is not a servant.
He is my friend. Let him go.
As you wish, ma'am.
That was appalling behavior. I apologize.
I'm so sorry.
You... You're fine, right?
Okay.
Let's forget about him.
I was really looking forward to this. I've so much that I wanted to show you.
Please. Come, sit down.
This is my room
and these are my paintings. What do you think?
Please. Sit down.
Your dance at the party took my breath away.
It was amazing.
Jenny.
It was overwhelming.
The beat pulsating through your body…
The flying feet, the flashing eyes...
The eyes.
Akhtar, your deep expressive eyes always seem like they're searching for something.
O Mynah, I won't paint your wings, Come to me.
O crescent moon, I won't decorate you With peacock feathers, come to me
Oh... I'm so sorry! I will get you something to eat.
We should play along as we eat heartily.
O wandering rabbit, come to me.
Swinging off branches, playing in valleys
I should be coddled In my mother's lap every day.
- Maggie. - Yes, ma'am?
What a grand party Aunt Catherine has put on.
- Come, let's join her. - Let's stay with our friends.
It is a pleasure.
Lady Buxton...
- Pleasure as always. - Thank you.
And what a magnificent event you have organized, ma'am.
- Go, Captain! - Take them down!
Lock everything up!
If we don't arrest him by then, the Governor will skin us alive.
Shut up, you insolent brat!
They've escaped, sir.
It's as though they have vanished, sir.
Even the monkeys won't speak.
We've got the big fish, sergeant. Just a matter of time
before we flush the rats out of their holes. Indeed.
- Let's go. - Yes, sir.
Move out!
Owing to his outstanding performance in the field,
and for capturing a dangerous criminal,
Mr A Rama Raju is being awarded the rank of Special Officer.
First line point. Second line point.
Attack.
Move.
Change.
Turn and point.
Load.
Relax.
Point your weapons. Second line point.
First line point.
Final position.
Second line, point your weapons, move.
Third line, point your weapons, move.
Crawl faster.
- Mani. - Baba.
Load.
Baba.
Soldier.
Do you understand how valuable the bullet in your gun is?
It was manufactured by an Englishman. At full pay.
It made its way here on an English ship.
By the time that single bullet has made its way to the barrel of your gun,
it has cost the crown 6 shillings.
You don't waste it on peasant stock.
Find another way, soldier.
Yes, sir.
Turn and point. Load.
Venkata Rama Raju... Surrender.
Otherwise, we will shoot down everyone. This is the last warning...
We scared him, sir.
- Venkata Rama Raju. - Go.
Surr...
He has got good cover, sir. He is not letting us advance.
Baba.
Load.
Aim.
Shoot.
Load.
Load!
Aim.
Shoot.
We have to change the strategy.
Back.
Fall back!
Baba.
Baba... Baba...
Baba.
One bastard did this and all of you could do nothing.
Shame on you, Edward. Shame on you!
I appreciate you, young man.
Your service to the crown has been duly noted.
Thank you, sir.
I want this bastard punished
in such a way that no person will ever rise up against the British.
Oh, I want to watch it, darling.
I want to see him bleed.
And so you shall.
Flog him publicly!
Flog him until he falls to his knees
confessing his crime of daring to rise against us
and begs for mercy.
Sir.
The criminal who tried to break into Governor Scott's palace
will be publicly flogged tomorrow.
This criminal will now drop to his knees
confess to his crimes against the crown
and will beg the Governor for mercy.
If he fails to do so, he will be punished severely.
There's hardly any blood.
Hit him harder.
A few lashes and the bugger's buckled.
But he barely even cried out loud.
And where's the blood?
I was expecting a pool at his… feet.
He didn't kneel.
He didn't kneel!
Officer!
Try this one.
Use it on the pillar first, officer.
Let the wretch see how it will rip him.
Aren't you quite vicious, my dear?
Make that bastard kneel now!
Reinforcements!
I want the best hangman for the job.
I want to see his neck drawn out tight
and his eyes bulge and pop just before his neck snaps.
Yes, sir.
But I doubt you will see fear in his eyes.
I mean…
Yes.
And what was blatantly obvious was your abject failure
at bringing this brute to his knees.
I see you have learned the ways of the empire, young man.
- Keep the flag flying. - Yes, sir.
Have him ready for hanging by 4 am and get that wretched child here by 5.
- If I may, sir. - Yes.
Take care. Load them carefully.
Be alert, officers. I want no hiccups on this mission.
Yes, sir.
What are you doing?
- Help. - Go there! Get back!
Back.
All arrangements have been made, sir.
Should be quite the spectacle.
I appreciate your effort, my boy.
Thank you, sir.
Go faster!
I said faster, damn it!
Bring me those treacherous scum alive.
Or I will skin every last one of you.
- Vande mataram! - Vande mataram!
It's been months, Edward.
This jungle rat…
Bheem…
Is still proving elusive.
We are very close, sir.
Now, from the hanging point,
his only means of escape is to Agra.
And we are sealing it off.
This deadly criminal is absconding.
We're combing it area by area.
Inch by inch, shutting it down.
I have no idea, sir!
Leave.
The only place he could be possibly hiding now is Hathras.
Keep at it.
Meanwhile,
let's pay our special guest a visit. Shall we?
As you ordered, we are feeding him only once a week, sir.
Just enough to keep him alive and feel the pain.
- Like these filth? - Oh, no, sir. Much worse than them.
He'd be so starved, he'd be gnawing at his chains.
Exercising? With only days to live?
What do you hope to achieve?
Still chasing your impossible dream
even with death staring you in the face?
Load.
Aim.
Shoot.
Is that so?
Let's see how you move after this.
Throw him in the solitary cell.
Wake up!
Over there. Search everywhere.
Turn this room inside out!
I want 20 guards to search the kitchen.
Search everywhere.
Take them to the traces of everyone!
Inspector, I want you to search that room.
I want the names and address of everybody.
What's in the bag?
They have smallpox, sir.
Smallpox?
- Are you sure? - It is smallpox, sir.
This place is infected! Everyone out!
Get away from me, you diseased rat.
Everyone out! Out!
Surround them from all sides.
Bastard! You thought you could take on us?
See the dog bleed.
Load.
Aim.
Shoot!
This is the whole barracks.
The jail is at the end of the barracks.
Be careful, please.
Bheem. Bheem.
- Raju. - Bheem.
Bheem.
Surround them from all sides. Spread out.
Who left the lock?
Surround. Surround.
Search that way.
Where did they go?
- They went that way. - Look everywhere!
What the hell is going on here?
- What's going on, Edward? - We arrived a bit late, sir.
- They escaped into the forest. - They've done what?
But they are still in the barracks.
Don't follow them blindly.
Take the special forces and nail the bastards.
Oh, and one more thing.
Don't shoot until you're close enough to confirm a kill.
Absolutely, sir.
Call the special forces.
Fire!
Sir, Edward here. Hold your fire!
- Sir? - What the hell is going on out there?
We thought we had them surrounded, sir.
But now there are arrows coming out of everywhere.
We are losing men, sir.
Damn them all! I'm sending additional troops.
Do not let them escape.
Yes, sir.
More troops are on the way.
Do not let them escape. More troops are on the way.
Edward!
Turn on the searchlights.
Turn on those lights.
Get away from the fire! Get back!
Good God.
Run! Run!
Come on! Move it this way!
Load.
Aim.
Shoot.
Bheem.
Load the canons.
Fire!
Bheem.
No!
Load!
No! No!
Aim!
Shoot!
Vande Mataram!