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Lagaan: Once Upon A Time In India Script





The year is 1863.






A small village in

the heart of India.



The people of Champaner

depended on agriculture...



... like those in

thousands of villages.



A British cantonment

bordered the village.



Two miles south, beyond

the cantonment, was the fort...



... of the Rajah

of this province.



The British protected the Rajah's

domain from neighbouring attacks.



They also promised the other Rajahs

protection from this Rajah.



Thanks to this double-dealing,

the British...



... collected a tax from the Rajahs...



...paid by every farmer

in the country.






The submission of a portion

of the farmer's harvest...



... to the Rajah as tax.



Every Rajah collected lagaan from

villages under his rule.



The Rajah would keep one share...



...and give the rest to the British.



In this way, the British fist

grew iron strong.



Like thousands of villages

across the country...



... the farmers of Champaner

toiled on empty bellies...



...and paid taxes to the Rajah

every year.



Last year it rained,

but very little.



And this year, there has been

no rain so far.



Dry eyes...



...scan the sky.



You're there again!

What are you looking at, Mother?



Just wondering when the sky

will darken with clouds.



How l long for the rains.



A month of rainy season gone by

and not a drop of rain.



Coming, coming.



By God's grace,

at least we have drinking water.



Or we'd be parched to the bone.



-Such are his ways.

-Yes, Mother.



The fields are parched.

How will the grains ripen?



Don't lose heart, Hari Bhai.



We'll dig into the earth.



We'll tear up the earth for water.



lt's what l told Bhuvan.



Where is he?



He went out in the morning.



lt's time to eat.

Send him home if you see him.



Yes, Mother.



You pests!

l'll wring your necks!



Oh, no!

The Great Chicken War again.



Goli, you moron!



See if l don't ram you

down a gun barrel!




You think these are your own hens!



Go to hell, Bhura!



Come here, l'll show you.



-Wait right there!

-Come on!



-l'll put you in bed for days!

-How dare you hit my kids?



l'll hang them

and burn chilies under them.



Hassling my hens!

And you?!



You behave or else

l'll burn your slingshot!



-ls that so?

-Stop it now.



You two are worse

than cats and dogs.



But his boys are after my hens!



Stop acting like

they're being molested!



Your hens aren't getting married!



They're only kids.

Goli, control your kids.



Tell me, have you seen Bhuvan?



-No. You seen him, Bhura?







Left, right, left!




Sons of jackals!



Strutting around in the heat!



You're all going back

to that little island...






May the mighty hands of Fate

ruin you!



Guran! Why bother

reading their fortune?



They won't even care.

Won't you read my fortune?



Tell me. Will l get the prince

of my dreams?



Why not?



lf you truly love him,

then he'll give you...



...your wedding bangle.

You'll be his bride.



-Really? You heard that, Jigni?








But what?



l see an obstacle.



What obstacle?

Tell me quickly.









Read my fortune.



What is it, Kaka?



-Was Guran telling your fortune?





-He's mad.



No clue about the present

and he babbles about the future!



No, Hari Kaka.

He's not mad.



What about Durga Bhabi?



She was childless for nine years.

Then Guran said she'd have a son.



And wasn't Somu born?

What about--?



All right, all right.

That lunatic is not mad.



Now tell me.

Have you seen Bhuvan?



No, but l know where he will be.






So our little girl keeps tabs

on him?



Lakha, what is it to you?



l see! This concerns me

and l'm not to open my mouth?



Why don't you wear

wedding bangles for me?



-Lakha, what nonsense is this?!

-l really mean it.



You've grown old...



...and Gauri here

doesn't care for me.



Here, look at this. Look.



-See how badly hurt l am.




lt's my father you need, not me.




-What is it?



Lakha has a gash on his hand.



He seems to cut his hand

more than he cuts wood.



What can l do, lsar Chacha?!

l'm always wounding myself...



...very badly.



Kaka, l'll go fetch Bhuvan.



Listen, if you see him,

tell him Mother is waiting for him.



Yes, l'll tell him.












Missed again.



Ram Singh!

Quick! From there.



Wesson, you go round.

Let's corner the blasted animal!






Drop the stone.



Finally. Got the darn creature.



Well done, sahib.

Good shot.



Thank you, Ram Singh.



Now for something bigger.



Arrest him.



Sir, this dacoit

was hiding in the bushes...



...with this stone.



He'd been distracting the deer.



Now l understand...



...why l missed five times.



You, a protector of animals, eh?



He's a farmer from Champaner.



Well, you must be a very good runner.



Try saving this one.



Next time, l will shoot you.



Next time, you'll be the target.



Captain Russell!

Rajah Puran Singh...


            waiting for you.



Puran Singh!

What could he want now?












Why are you screaming

your head off?



l was looking for you.

l couldn't see you.



-Was l lying dead somewhere?

-How should l know?



God! What am l saying?



Why are you so angry?



Never mind.

What do you want?



-l've got something to tell you.




Sit down, won't you?



So tell me.



Guran read my fortune today.



What's the misfortune?



So mean!

l'm not telling you then.



All right, tell me.



Come on.



Guran said...



...l'll put henna on my hands

this year.



l mean, get married.






That's great news.



You'll be dancing with joy.

Who's the boy?



How would l know?



Guran didn't tell me that.



But one thing is certain:



The house l marry into will have...



...a neem tree in the courtyard.



A big field beside the house...



...two cows, a pair of oxen...



...and three goats.



Guran said my home will be...



...a little heaven.



How wonderful!

You're really lucky.




You call this lucky?



Heaven for a home.

What more do you want?



Lord knows what'll become of me.



Tell me one thing, Bhuvan.



-What kind of girl do you like?




l will only like the girl

whom my mother likes.



-Whom Mother likes?




-Oh, God!

-What happened?



l came to tell you that...



...Mother wants to see you.



Now you tell me!

After all this!



You sit here. l'm going.



Bhuvan, l'm sorry.






How did your hunt go?



The British are the best

when it comes to hunting.



-The British Empire is the best, right?




-But l'm worried.

-About what?



When all the game is finished...



...whom will your guns target next?



We're fortunate that you came

to visit us.



But l don't know the reason.



l've brought a request on behalf

of my subjects.



A request?



Morning, Eliza.



Your Highness, l present to you

my sister Elizabeth.



She just arrived from London.



Elizabeth, His Highness Puran Singh

Chawla of Champaner.



lt is my good fortune to meet you.



-Rajahji, she doesn't know Hindi.

-Of course.



Charmed to meet you.



Pleased to meet you.




-At ease, Smith.






Elizabeth, meet my deputy,

Lt. Patrick Smith.



-How do you do?

-Pleased to meet you.






Well, Rajahji, l am at your service.



For the last three years,

my people haven't worshipped...


            the Siddheshwar Temple.



They believe that...



...worshipping there will end

the hardships they faced last year.




-But the temple is in the land...



...ruled by Rajah Diler Singh,

your cousin and your enemy.



And your dear friend.



l'm sure if you speak to Diler Singh,

he won't say no.



No, thank you.

Hum shakahari hai.



l mean, vegetarian.



What do you think, Captain Russell?

ls it possible?



Well, he could be persuaded.



Your work might be done.



But on one condition.



There's one condition.






Yes, tell me.



Eat the meat, Your Highness.



You eat this meat

and l'll talk to Diler Singh.



As l told you, l'm a vegetarian.



Hum shakahari hai.



Just one piece of meat.



You eat it and consider your job done.






Eat the meat.



How's my eating meat

connected to the temple?



lt's not connected.



l just want to see you eating meat.



Captain Russell...



...l cannot betray my religion...


            order to do my duty.



l'm sorry.



All right then.

You'll have to pay me double tax.



Double lagaan?



Look, Rajahji.



Last year, l agreed to cut the tax

by half at your request.



And delayed, at that.



You have to clear the arrears

this year.






-...double lagaan.




But it hasn't rained yet.



The British Raj does not bathe

in lndia's rains, Rajahji.



Rain or no rain,

l must maintain this cantonment.



The army costs money.



lt has to be paid, fed and clothed...



...for your protection.



How will the farmers pay?



Come on, Rajahji.

lt's only double lagaan.



And moreover...


            don't even eat meat.



Hey, Arjan!

What's Bagha so thrilled about?



-l don't know.

-Must be something special.



Hey, Bagha!

What are you beating that drum for?






Dark and dense



Dark and dense

Come the swirling clouds



Dark and dense

Roar the clouds



The thunder reverberates



How lethally does lightning flash



The clouds make my heart race



The clouds make my heart race



O black cloud

Pour down your rain



O black cloud

Pour down your rain



Wield not

Lightning's flashy sword



But instead

The arrows of raindrops



The clouds

Bring rain in their wake



Swirling darkly

The clouds come



My heart leaps and says.:



Dance with joy



Step out of the house



The clouds will rain down nectar



Gone are the days of hardship

Sing the melodies of the monsoon



Dark and dense

The swirling clouds



Dark and dense

Roar the spreading clouds



When joyous rain pours



Who then will be thirsty?



The cuckoo will sing

Perched on the parapet



The songbirds will sing



Of the new days

That are to come



Light shall smile at darkness



Love's rain

Will drench hearts and bodies



On the earth

A mirror of water



Wherever you go



You will see



This splendid sight



The earth here

Wears a rainbow-hued veil



Let's hang swings from trees

And swing high



O black cloud

Pour down rain



Wield not

Lightning's flashy sword



But instead

The arrows of raindrops



Now comes the intoxicating season



To spread a carpet of green



Bring along the season of rain



Anklets of lightning

Adorn her feet



The cloud is her veil



The season comes to bedeck

The bridal earth



Boughs wear

Bracelets of blossoms



Joy will now rain

Upon every courtyard



Now every bud will bloom



Every path will ring with laughter



The breeze makes the season balmy



Doused is the scorching heat

That burns body and soul



O black cloud

Pour down your rain



Wield not

Lightning's flashy sword



But instead

The arrows of raindrops



Dark and dense

The swirling clouds



Dark and dense

Roar the spreading clouds



The thunder reverberates



Oh, look!

How lethally does lightning flash



Oh, God!



We celebrated too soon.



Who knows what God

is punishing us for?



There'll be no rain this year too.



Bloody lunatic!




-Always saying inauspicious things!




Listen, villagers,

to this proclamation!



Orders of Rajah Puran Singh,

your liege and master.



This year you shall pay

twice the amount...



...of wheat, rice and maize.



The double lagaan

will apply to the whole province.



-How can this be possible?

-This is tyranny!



Double lagaan!



Demon! Why don't you just

skin us alive?!



Our plight isn't hidden from the Rajah!

Even then, double lagaan!



What have we done wrong?

Why double lagaan?



We didn't pay on time last year.

And we paid only half.



Abba, it was Rajahji who waived it

because it didn't rain.



Sweets one year and abuse the next.



We're being punished for it now!



Quiet, Lakha!



l won't hear one word

against our Rajahji.



He and his ancestors have protected us.



So? Was that any favour?



lt is the duty of a tree to shelter.



All l want to know is...



...for how long will we

fill his coffers?



Try and understand, Arjan.



This demand is the doing

of those damn white sahibs!



Whether we put it into

the right hand or the left...


            is still we who pay.



l say we all go to the palace

and talk to him.



He's seen these clouds too.



We'll say we cannot pay lagaan.



Not a single grain.



What if Rajahji refuses

even after hearing us?



Then the fingers of my hand

will close into a fist.



Meaning? You'll fight?



-lf it's necessary, then l will.

-Have you lost your mind?



lf you offend Rajahji,

we'll all be ruined!



ls your life all joy

and comfort right now?



l won't let the whole village

come to harm!



What should we do?



Sell our homes?

Our cattle? Ourselves?



What justice is it

to demand double lagaan?



Pitch it up a bit.






Chief, there he is!



Where are you going?



Please. We must meet His Highness.

lt is most urgent.



But the game is going on.



Sit here. You must wait

until the game is over.



All of you, sit down.



What are they playing?



God knows what these white guys

are playing.



lt's quite like our game of




Why are they playing

a kid's game then?



Run it! Run it!



How's that?






Any clouds up there?



Great shot!



Wasn't that a wonderful shot?



You are not supposed to

touch the ball!



Bloody darkie!

Arrest him!



Long live Your Highness!



What are you all doing here?



Forgive us.



We came to see you,

not to see their stupid game.



We are desperate here

and now he hits Bhura!



-Captain Russell--

-l didn't hear what you just said.



Forgive them.



They've come to me with their problems.



The boy is an innocent anyway.



He's not so innocent.



lt was you in the jungle, right?



All right.



We'll decide this after the game.



Leave him.



Come on, chaps.

Back to the game.



-We'll talk after the game.

-As you wish, Your Highness.



Well done, Smith.

Well done.



Enjoy the game?

lt was a good one.



Long live Your Highness.



All right, Chief.

What is the matter?



As you are aware, Your Highness...



...there have been no rains.



lf we can live on...



...what we have this year,

we may be able to get by.



Our liege lord.

We've come to make a plea.



Waive our lagaan

for this year, Lord.



Listen, Chief.



l fully understand

what you are all going through.



But my hands are tied as well.



These whites don't even spare

their own kin.



You will pay double lagaan.



-We'll die of hunger.

-We'll starve.



-Any problem, Your Highness?

-Captain Russell...



-...they have come with a petition.

-And that is?



They want to be exempted

from paying lagaan.



l told them it's not possible.



But it is possible.






l will tell you.



All right.



l'll cancel the tax.



But there is a condition.






What condition, sir?






Come here.



What was that you said

about our game?



What did he say?



''A stupid game.''



What do you know about this game?



We've played it since we were kids.



We call it gilli-danda and....



-Who knows what you call it?




So you're saying that

you can play cricket too?



Yes. lt's easy.



All right.

l'll cancel the lagaan.



But you must

defeat us in this game.



This is the condition:



You beat us at this game

and you won't have to pay lagaan.



l'm serious.



You beat us in this game...



...and l'll cancel your tax.






...if you lose...


            will have to pay triple tax.



That is, three times the lagaan.



All right?

What do you think?



Do you accept?



Sir, l think the cat's got his tongue.






All right.

l will raise the stakes.



lf you defeat us in this game...



...l'll cancel not only...



...this year's lagaan,

but next year's as well.







Don't you say anything!



-Don't say a word.

-Yes. Be silent.



All right.



l'll raise the stakes even higher.



Not just one year.



l'll cancel lagaan

for the next two years.



That means three years!



And not just for you,

but for the whole province.



Now do you accept?



He's digging a pit

to bury us in, Bhuvan.



-Chief, you speak up now.

-Yes, Chief, speak up.




-Shut up!






Tell me.



Will you pay double lagaan?



Or do you accept the bet?



l accept the bet.



-Did he agree?

-Yes, he did.



All right.



So it's decided. The game will be played

after three months.



-This will kill us, Your Highness.

-We'll die.



This is unfair.



So is life.



No lagaan if you win.



But if we lose, we have to pay

three times the amount.



And Bhuvan here

agreed to this condition!



-What have you done?

-From double to triple!



We are ruined!



l told you we could

face a calamity, didn't l?



Was there any choice?



l ask you,

did we have a choice?



What else could we do?



lsn't double lagaan unjust?



Are we strong enough to pay it?

Tell me, can anyone here pay it?



This isn't a calamity.

lt's an opportunity.



This is not bravado.



You have to get burnt

to save your home from fire.



l know.



l know we are weak.



But this way we have hope.



And l want to turn

this hope into reality.



This game is for

our fields and harvest.



Have you forgotten? lf we win,

we'll be happy for three years.



Just think.



No lagaan for three years.



You know what that means?



lt means our grain will be ours.

Only ours.



Not a grain to be given.



The welfare of our children,

our entire village, is in this.



Our sweat will run

as blood in our veins.






Such small eyes

dreaming such big dreams.



Yes, Arjan, l have a dream.



And only those who dream

can make them come true.



lsar Kaka, three months is time enough.



We can defeat them.



A whole year of hitting with a stick

won't teach you...



...this game!



l know this isn't easy, Lakha.



But, Chief,

it's not impossible either.



l need your support.



Nobody in this village

will support you in this madness!



-But lsmail--




We've only one hope.



We'll all go to Rajahji once again

and beg him to save us.



What are you thinking, Mother?



About what happened today, son.



l swear on you, Mother!

l did what was right.



l feel rage when we pay lagaan

to the Rajah.



And he gives it

to those filthy whites.



You tell me, Mother.



Who ploughs the earth

to sow the seeds? We do.



Who waters it?

We do.



So why should we fill their coffers?



The white sahib said that lagaan

may be cancelled for three years.



How could l remain silent, Mother?



You tell me.



Should l have stayed silent?



What are you looking at, Mother?



You talk just like your father.



He was just as spirited.

Always spoke the truth.



Go and sleep now.



Don't let this burden you.




What are you doing here?



l came to see you.



To tell you...



...that l am with you.



l have faith...


            you and in your courage.



That's all l came to say.



Bhuvan Bhaiyya. l lost my gilli.

Make me another.



What's this?



l'll tell you.



Who knows what'll happen?



lt's not at all difficult, Tipu.



They play it wearing pants

and call it '' kirkut.''



We wear loincloths and call it

gilli-danda. Get it?



Our fathers and grandfathers

played gilli-danda.



Go over there.



Back. Further back.



A little more. Stop.



Now catch the ball.



Catch it properly, Tipu!



Toss it to me. l'll show you.



See that?



lt's very easy.

Why, even you can learn it!



This game is just like gilli-danda.






Very good!



What a catch!



Well done, Tipu.

lsn't it easy?



Now throw the ball.

l'll show you how to hit it.







That's some throw!



You throw well, Tipu!




Throw it here.



Hey, Gauri!



What are you doing?

Go heat the water.



Here, Tipu.



Now watch me this time.

lt's very easy.




The stick slipped.



My hands are sweaty.



This should do the trick.



Okay, Tipu, throw.



And don't feel bad.



This time l'll whack it.



'' l'll whack it.''






Hey, Bagha!

Throw the ball.



-May l say something, Father?




l feel Bhuvan is doing

the right thing.



All right.

Go see if the water's boiling.



That's it, Bagha.

Hit it hard.



Well done, Bagha!



Bhuvan, like Bagha,

l am also with you.



Who are they, Father?



Ramprasad and Namdeo.

Chiefs of Tanipura and Bhind.



But with so many people....



-Who is Bhuvan?




There he is.



There he is!



Stop, Ramprasad!



-Respect the code of honour!

-l've no quarrel with your village.



We've come to teach Bhuvan a lesson!



Why should we suffer

for what he's done?



You bigmouth!

Who are you to decide for us?



-l've done what is good for us.

-To hell with your good!



You must beg for forgiveness

from the sahib!



As for your game,

to hell with that!



No? You are asking for trouble!



Be calm, Ramprasad!

lt'll be as you say.



-But, Chief--




No more buts!



We must go to our Rajahji.



The issue is not about the temple,

lagaan or the game.



But of British honour.



And Captain Russell's ego.



Talk to the white sahib once more,

Your Highness.



Forgive him, Your Highness.

He is naiiive.



-He got carried away.

-lt doesn't matter what he is.



He has challenged the British

on your behalf.



He is ready to beg for forgiveness.

All of us are.



l'll agree to      whiplashes.



-But l won't beg for forgiveness.




lt's too late for forgiving.



You must pay for what you have done.



So what shall we do then?



l suggest you learn their game.



Why are all these other guys

standing in the field?



Like in gilli-danda,

to catch the gilli. l mean, the ball.



How's that?!



That is out, sir.



Why does he point his finger

at the sky?



l'm trying to understand.



He's thinking of his mother.

She's sitting up there, right?



Bowl it on the offside!



Excuse me.

l'll just take a walk.






This bug's after me.






Quiet. The white lady is coming here.



Damn, it's got in!



Oh, no! lt'll kill me!



Miss? What happened?

These darkies bothering you?



lt's okay. They're farmers.

l know them.



Thank you.

Carry on your game.



l know what you were doing.



You were trying to learn the game.



No, memsahib. We're only

trying to learn the game.



Oh, l thought you were

trying to learn the game.



What's she saying, Bhuvan Bhaiyya?



l think she's telling us to go.



-All right, we're going.







Ram Singh!



Yes, memsahib.

What can l do?



Tell them that l would like

to help them learn the game.



Yes, memsahib.



Memsahib says she'll help you




Memsahib, just a minute.



lf Russell sahib--?

Russell sahib will get angry.



-Ram Singh, can l trust you?

-Of course, memsahib.



No one should know about this.



All right, memsahib.



No one will know.



Memsahib says she wants to help you

understand the game.






But why?

After all, she's white too.



The man wants to know...



...why you want to do this

as you too are British.



Tell him l know what happened is unfair

and l want to...



...give them a fair chance.



Memsahib knows injustice

has been done.



That's why she wants to give you

an equal chance.



We are pleased to accept.

Thank you.



He's happy to have your help

and thanks you.







Tell him l'll meet him tomorrow.



Same time, but not here.



And not in their village.



Some other place?



She'll see you tomorrow,

same time. But not here.



Nor in the village.

Have you any other place?



l got it.



Behind the hill near the village.



You can meet him next to the hill,

near the village.



-l know the place.

-All right.



What's his name?



Memsahib wants to know your names.



He's Guran. That's Bagha.

This is Tipu.



And l am Bhuvan.



No, no. Bhuvan.



That one came out right!



-My name is Elizabeth.

-Memsahib's name is Elizabeth.



Ali...and what?



My God! l'll twist my tongue

saying that!



lt's a nice name.

Whatever it may be.



Memsahib, we're leaving.




Come on.



He'll never agree, Bhuvan.






He will.



-Greetings, Bhabi.

-How are you?



What are you up to, you imp?



-Have you eaten, Goli?




l didn't see you all day.



l was busy preparing for the game.



How's your game coming along?



lt's just the beginning.

We're learning.



Do you know everyone

is making fun of you?



They say you've got fine players.



Bagha and Guran. One knows

only how to beat the drum.



The other keeps staring

like a madman.



Oh, no!



-lt's the others who say this.




We also have a white lady with us.

She teaches us the game.



A white lady?



-Stop lying.

-Why don't you ask them?



ls this true, Gauri?



Yes. There is some white lady.



You're really going to play?



ls there a choice?



l don't have so much land like you

that l can sell off a bit.



What do you mean? Why should l

sell my land? l'm not selling.



Then is your grandmother

going to pay the lagaan?



Well, l'd better be off.



Hey, Bhuvan.



-Could l be of any use?

-No, but your buffalo might be!



-You're the most useful to us of all.

-How's that?



You throw the ball the way

you swing your slingshot.



What deadly aim you have!






Then we won't have to pay lagaan?



Yes, Goli.



We'll never go hungry.



Will our dream come true?



No, Bhuvan. lt hurts too much

to dream like that.



Have faith, Goli.



He who has faith and courage

in his heart shall win in the end.



Beautifully said!



Every saint



And seer has said



He who has truth and courage



In his heart



It is he



Who wins in the end



Come on, come on



Come on, come on



However long the path may be



This body of yours

Shall not grow weary



Come on



Hear the call of the road



Let not the road

Remain waiting for you



You come along



You are the king of this earth



Know this for sure



Go forth

And meet hardship head on



Don't ever accept defeat



Listen, my friend



What is this fear you have?



This earth is ours



So is the sky



Listen, my friend



What is this fear you have?



You come along



Hear me, my friend



What's in your heart



Is in my heart too



The dream you have



Is also my dream in life



Yes, we go on



Our eyes lit with hope



May this light of our hope



Never go out



May never a storm



Put out this light



Listen, my friend



What is this fear you have



This earth is ours



So is the sky



Listen, my friend



This balmy easterly breeze



Will cast its intoxicating spell



If we call out in unison



The season of flowers



Will also come



Happy days shall be here again



With no trace of sorrow



Let's together create



A festival ofjoyous colour



Tell me why you stay



Aloof this way



Listen, my friend



What is this fear you have?



This earth is ours



So is the sky



Every saint



And seer has said



He who has truth and courage



In his heart



It is he



Who wins in the end



That lady is not here yet.



-l'm here.

-We're waiting for the white lady.



Not a girl but a lady!



There she is, Bhuvan Bhaiyya!



Tell me something.



Why did that witch agree to help you?



She took a fancy

to Bhuvan Bhaiyya.



ls that so?



Cheeky brat!









Who are they?




You learned our language very fast.



Ram Singh taught me.

Who are they?



You know Tipu, Bagha and Guran.



This is Goli. He's lsar Kaka.

And this is Gauri.






We'll meet again.



Memsahib, that was wrong.



You should say,

'' l'm glad to meet you.''






l'm sorry.



l'm glad to meet you.



We're glad to meet you too.



-What do you know about the game?




Memsahib wants to know

what you know about the game.






There are six sticks.

Three on either side.



Two fellows stand with planks

before the sticks.



One runs near the sticks

and throws a ball.



The other hits the ball

with his plank.



And everyone runs

here and there.



One of them grabs the ball

and gives it back.



He throws the ball again

at the guy who twirls the plank.



This goes on all day.



Throw the ball, twirl the plank.

Throw and twirl. Right?



Memsahib, l can't translate all that.



No need, Ram Singh.



l understood most of that.



He knows nothing.



This is what a cricket field looks like.



-This is the field.

-This is a cricket pitch.



The game is played on this strip.



There are three main aspects:

batting, bowling and fielding.



There are three aspects:

Wielding the bat...



...throwing the ball

and guarding the field.



Even our great-uncles won't

understand this.



What did he say?



This language, even his

ancestors won't understand.



Better make it simpler.



Cricket is played by two teams,

say yours and the English.



Each team has     players.



Five batters, five bowlers

and one wicketkeeper.












What happened?



What happened?







...l think we should leave.

lt's getting late.



This is enough for today.



-We'll begin with a little prayer.

-Hari Om.



Catch, Bagha.



Everyone, try catching the ball.

Don't let it drop.



Bhuvan, the white lady said

there must be     in a team.



We are only five.



Why five?

l'm here too.



Whatever the white lady can do,

so can l.



All right, Gauri.

We're six, not five.



You are doing it for your village,

l'm sure the others will too.



-lf not, we'll drag them in anyway.




Catch the ball!



-Who threw this ball?

-Goli Chacha did?



Goli, you jackass!



l'm gonna get you today!



There they go again.



l'll crack you open like an egg!



Will you two stop your squabbling?



-lsar Kaka, don't interfere!

-Stop it, you fools.






...our sixth player.









Did you see how a ball is caught,

lsar Kaka?




Like a bird diving for fish.



-Oh, so that's how it's done?

-Of course!



Bhura, show it to them once more.



Especially to Goli here.

He just doesn't know how to catch.




Go there and watch carefully.



Come on, Goli.



Ready, Bhura?



Watch carefully.



You see that?!



Brilliant, Bhura.

That was something.



But where did you learn that?



l'll tell you.



A ball travels in a straight line.

But hens run in a zigzag!



To catch hens,

you've got to be quick.



Like Bhura.



Bhura will teach us now.

Won't you?



l'll teach you, but....



But what?



What about my hens?



Bhura, these hens of yours

are a real pain!



At ease, captain.



You know Major Cotton.

That is Major Warren.



Take a seat.






...what is this we hear...



...that you have agreed to cancel

the tax of the farmers...



...if they beat you

in a game of cricket?



ls this true?



Yes, Colonel Boyer. lt is.



What are you here for?

To play games?



Let me remind you that you are

working for Her Majesty, the Queen.



Your job is to ensure

the smooth running of your province.



Pardon me.

But that's what l'm doing.



We'll be the judge of that, Russell.



We also understand that

if you lose this ''match'' ...


            will cancel their taxes

for three years.



Not just Champaner,

but the entire province.



-But they won't win.

-You're missing the whole point.



Do you realise we could have

a situation where there will be...


            matches all over

the subcontinent...


            cancel the tax?



But there is one thing.

lf they lose, which they will...



...they will have to pay

three times the tax.



Oh, this is ridiculous!



He's making the government

into a bookie...



...with whom he can

place his wagers.



What would you have us do next?

Race horses?



This is the most preposterous idea!



The British Empire

cannot function...



...according to your

whims and fancies.



Now jolly well understand this:



lf you win, you'll have had

a narrow escape.



But if you lose, you will pay

the taxes for Champaner...



...and the entire province yourself.



Then you'll be sent to Central Africa.

ls that clear?



Yes, sir.



That will be all.

You may go.



You're supposed to salute

when a superior officer passes!



-l did, sir.

-l didn't see it.



That's better.



-Your meeting did not go well.

-Damn right, it didn't.



The old hats will teach me

how to run the show.



They've lost their sense of adventure.



What's wrong with some fun

along with the lagaan?



-ls the match cancelled, sir?




How dare you hurt my horse?



Hurt my horse, will you?

l'll destroy you people!



l'll take so much lagaan...


            won't have a rag

on your backs.



You bloody slaves

will remain crushed...



...under our boots!



However thick the sole

may be, sahib...


            wears out.

Then the nails begin to prick.



Ram Singh!



Yes, sir?



-Get him out before l kill him.







Arjan, what happened?



Bhuvan, l've been blind

and stupid.



l am with you now.



Tell me, how can l help?



That's great. We're coming together

to form a fist.



No, no, Arjan.

Not like that.



Lakha, Goli was telling the truth.



-About what?

-The white lady.






We were wrong, Lakha.



But we can still make it right.

We must support Bhuvan.



What did you say?

Have you gone crazy?



Try to understand.









An English girl...


            helping us

save our bodies and souls.



And we sit sulking?



Shame on us!



lt is Allah's command.

We must be with him.



Come with me. Come!






...have you gone senile?

Then get yourself a crutch...



...and a shroud too.



This Bhuvan of yours

will never succeed.






...he'll never take you

into his team.



Now catch this!





           's not just your honour,

but that of the whole village.



l'm ashamed of all the things

l said the other day.



l swear by God...



...l am with you.

lt's the word of a man of prayer.



What a beautiful thing to say!

He has raised our spirits.



Who can stop us now?



With a procession

Of elephants and horses



Raise a cry of victory

To Lord Krishna



What are you looking at, memsahib?



These statues.

Whose images are those?



This is the temple of Radha

and Krishna. These are their idols.



Today is Krishna's birthday,

so the idols are decorated.



lt's very beautiful.






Were they husband and wife?



Oh, no, memsahib.



Krishna was married to Rukmini

and Radha to Anay.



But the deep love they had

for each other set an ideal.



lt's like...



...a dewdrop on a lotus leaf.



Neither united nor separated.



They've been worshipped together

for eons.




-Oh, yes, Gauri.



Let's go.



If Krishna were to meet

A lovelorn nymph in the grove



And then smile and talk

Or even tease her



How can Radha be not jealous?



How can Radha be not jealous?



Her body and heart

Are on fire



Even if Krishna were to meet

A lovelorn nymph in the grove



It's only Radha's love

That blooms in his heart



Then why is Radha jealous?



With no rhyme or reason



Why is Radha jealous?



The nymphs are but stars

And Radha is the moon



Why is her faith then

So half-hearted?



Faithless Krishna is forever

Looking hither and thither



Then how can poor Radha

Believe in herself?



Nymphs come and go

But Radha is the queen of his heart



Dawn and dusk

By the Jamuna's banks



It's only Radha

That Krishna calls out to



If someone garlands Krishna

With her entwined arms



How can Radha be not jealous?



Her body and heart

Are on fire



How can Radha be not jealous?



If Radha is enshrined

In Krishna's heart



Why doesn't he tell her so?



Love has its own language

Its own expression



Let the eyes speak

Such is Krishna's sweet wish



These eyes of yours

O Krishna



They destroy the peace

Of many a nymph's heart



She meets your eyes

And is in love



Even if she be

The fairest damsel



If love for Krishna ripens

In a nymph's heart



Why is Radha jealous?



How can Radha be not jealous?



Gauri, you sing

and dance beautifully.



Elizabeth, this is Lt. Edward Wesson.

This is Lt. Richard North.



-How do you do?




Sir, there's a villager

who'd like to speak with you.



Not now. Tomorrow.



He says he has some important

information about the match.



Excuse me.






Long live our protector.



-What is it you want to tell me?

-Bhuvan is training his team. But....



But what?



Spare my life, sahib!



But a white memsahib

from here...



...teaches them the game.



White memsahib?



Yes, sahib.

l saw her with my own eyes today.



She also came to attend

the prayer at our temple today.



ls the white memsahib among them?



There she is.



-You're not making a mistake?

-You can hang me if l'm mistaken.



l swear.

She's the one.



So you too are in the team?



l'm not crazy like Bhuvan to

challenge the might of the government.



Why are you telling me all this?



Only the slaughtered beast knows

the agony of death.



l too am in agony.



Let's just say that my victory

lies in Bhuvan's defeat.



What is your name?

Your name?



Lakha, sahib.






...this is what you do:



You join Bhuvan's team.



-What are you saying, sahib?

-You will join Bhuvan's team.



But you will work for me.



l understand, sahib.



Yes, Andrew?



What is it?



So you've been sightseeing.



How's the countryside?



lt's beautiful.



The mountains, the woods,

the cattle.



And the villages?



-l didn't see any.

-My foot, you didn't!



You were teaching them cricket!

You thought l wouldn't know?



You had the audacity to go

against your own brother?



Now you listen to me carefully.



You will not meet them again...



...because you will not

leave the cantonment.



ls that understood?



Bloody farmers!



Why are you worried?

Our game is improving day by day.



Goli, you throw the ball

with a lot of passion.



Why do you just stand there

after hitting the ball, Arjan?



You should run.



When l saw you all playing

together today...



...l realized

the wrong l'd done.



l regret it very much.



Can l play with you?






-You can't play.




Try and understand the game.

lt's not like chopping wood.



lt needs special skills. Right?



Yes, absolutely.



Take Goli now.



He throws the ball

like he swings the slingshot.



And Bhura here...



...he pounces on the ball the way

he grabs his runaway hens.



Arjan has iron hands

from all that hammering.






lf money doesn't slip through

lsar Kaka's hands, how can a ball?



And we do need...



...a physician

for cuts and bruises.



And what about

Bagha's strength?



Tough as teak.



And Guran...



...passion runs like a fever

through this loony.



Saturn is strong and Mars mighty.



And lsmail,

as far as l remember...



...we've always been

rivals in gilli-danda.



-And l?

-Ah, Tipu!



Our Tipu is so bright.



Now tell me, Lakha,

what can you do?






l can run very fast.



So, you can run--



Okay, then do one thing.



Let's see you sprint up

the temple steps three times.



Real quick.

Can you do it?



Okay, Lakha. Run.



Don't fall!



Even l can run faster than him!



Bhuvan, don't take him.

There's malice in his heart.



No, Gauri. We need him.



Chopping all that wood has made

his hands strong.



He'll hit the ball really hard.



Come on, run!

Yes, run.



At least he's trying!



-l'll get you a pain-relief ointment.

-Hurry! Run.



He's back.



Did you see that, Bhuvan?



What do you say?



You run a tad slow, pal.

You have to be faster.



l'll improve.

l'll run every day!



But take me into the team.



l can't bear the thought of

the village being dishonoured.



-What do you say?

-Give him a chance.



Okay, let's try him out.



Look, Lakha...



...cheating at games has been

a childhood habit of yours.



-You're not--

-What are you saying, lsmail?



l'm sorry.

Truly sorry, l swear.



Okay, Lakha, you're in.



But remember:

lt's a huge responsibility.



For the whites, it's a game.



But for us...


           's our life.



Yes, Bhuvan.



l am with you.



From now on,

you will play with this ball.



Oh, wow!



Memsahib, your support has

really lifted our spirits.



Thank you.



Goli gets to try it out first.



Forget the ball now.

You must all eat first.



lt's to fill our bellies that

we are playing. Wait a while.



Come on, all of you.



Bhura, get over there.



Oh, he's making me run!



Wow! That was some hit!



Give me the ball.



Who is Bhuvan?



l am Bhuvan.



And you are...?



l'm Deva.

Deva Singh Sodhi.



l've come from Dhaulpur.



l hear you've vowed

to fight the British.



Yes, but not with sticks and spears.

With bat and ball.



Whether with sticks and spears

or bat and ball...



...l want to be in every battle

against the British.



Let me lend a helping hand

in this fight, Bhuvan.



l have played this game before.






l was in the British army.



Until one day l couldn't

bear it anymore...



...and l left after a final salute

to those brutes.



l hate the British!



The memsahib is for us,

not against.



What do you know about the game?



Two things, memsahib.



When l throw the ball, it is

to shatter all three stumps.



And when l hit the ball,

it is to smash it to pieces.



That's good.






...we saw your bowling.

Now take the bat.



Goli, throw the ball.



Goli, put away the ball.

No play until you all eat.



Okay, all of you come and eat.



Come, Deva.



l'm late. l must go.



-l'd like a word with you.

-Yes, memsahib.



-Bye, Gauri.







Looming obstacle!



Bhuvan, it is difficult for me

to get out of the cantonment.



l can't meet you every day now.





            now have the support

of your people.



And that is not because of me...



...but because of you.





            are a good man.



And also a good friend.



You know...



...l've had no friends

since l was a child.



Until l met you.



l don't know...



...if l should say it or not...






Don't say it.

Don't say it.



Don't say it.



l'm falling in love with you.



Memsahib, l don't

understand English.



l'm falling in love with you, Bhuvan.



-Where's Gauri?

-She's gone.






What are you glaring at me for?



What the hell have l done now?



Hey, Gauri!



l've been looking all over

for you and you're here.



-Why did you go off in a huff?




What do you mean?

You could've at least told me.



How could l?



l could, if you could have

spared some time.



You flutter around her

like a pigeon.



You don't see anything else.



And today, you acted

as if l didn't exist.



Try to understand. She had

something important to tell me.



So why couldn't she say it

right there?



Why the need to be

alone with you?



You think l don't know which way

the Ganges is flowing!



Oh, poor me

I feel the pain



Of the scorpion's sting



You are jealous.



Jealous? Why should l be jealous?

lt's beneath me.



You are jealous and l know

who you are jealous of.



l never want to see you again.



And don't you even try

to talk to me.



Hey, Gauri!



There's only one house

in the village...



...with a neem tree

in the yard.



There's also a big field beside it.



And a pair of oxen, two cows

and three goats too.



And l know whose house that is,

silly girl. lt's mine!



One more thing before you go:



Mother likes you too!



Oh, my pretty one



Listen to what I have to say



It's only you that I love



What is my life without you?



The kajal that darkens your eyes



Is a cloud of dreams



My heart is crazy

Because of you



Oh, pretty one



Oh, my love



These words

Come from my heart



It's only you that I love



It's only you

That I call my beloved



Your steady hand

Stills my fluttering veil



And there's turmoil in my heart

A moment I shall never forget



Oh, my beloved



My heart, it speaks a thousand words

I feel eternal bliss



The roses pout their scarlet mouths

Like offering a kiss



No drop of rain, no glowing flame

Has ever been so pure



If being in love can feel like this

Then I'm in love for sure



What lay in my heart



What lay hidden in my heart

Leapt to my lips today



An arrow resting

Somewhere in my heart



Has found its bow today



My love

For all our lives to come



May we remain

In this abode of love



Our hands entwined

May we never be parted



I shall walk beside you

In your chosen path



True to your love



Oh, I'm in love



I am in love



Yes, I'm in love



Should someone ask



I shall tell them

What's happened to me



My every limb is fragrant

Because you touched me



Your fragrant body

Your flaming beauty



You are the rose I see



How can this allure

Not wake my desire?



Your beauty shines bright



In youth's searing light



Despite my warnings,

you continue to meet them!



-How dare you!

-l will not tolerate your nonsense!



Do what you like in London!

Pack your bags...



...and leave for England

by the next ship.



Let me make things clear to you.



Stop telling me what to do.

l'm not leaving Champaner.



Get this straight. l'll go to

the village as and when l wish.



Tell me, Eliza.



What's so special about them that

makes you go against your brother?



There's nothing special about them.



You're the one who's unfair.

That's why l decided to help them.



Do mark my words.

They'll give you a tough fight.



Yardley. Line and length.

Line and length.



How's that?



Good shot, Burton. Well played.



How was that?



That is out, sir.

That's the end of the day's play.



l'm going to announce

the batting order.



Smith and Burton will open,

with Smith to face.



Followed by myself at number three.



Followed by Brooks...



























-Who should be in the team?

-lt should be Madhav.



What's going on?



Everyone wants to see you play.



-We haven't got our     th player.

-l'll fix it right away. Take Bhima.




-No, Chief.



He may be his namesake,

but he has a backache all the time.



-How about Kashi Nath?

-Kashi Nath!



lf he runs, he'll split!

Kashi this side and Nath on the other!



What shall we do?



We need a big man.

Let's wait and see.



Deva, you bowl.



lsar Kaka, you bat.



All of you spread out.



-Bowl a little slow to lsar Kaka.

-All right.



Hey, Kachra, throw the ball.



Stop gaping and throw it, will you?



What did you do?



l didn't do anything.

You said throw.



Come here.



Come on.



l didn't do anything.

You said throw.



Come here, all of you.



Eliza memsahib,

watch Kachra closely.



Kachra, throw it again.



l did no wrong. He asked me

to throw the ball.



Throw the ball.



Not with the left hand.

With the right.



See how it spins!




He's actually spinning the ball.



We have found our     th player.

Come, Kachra.



lsar Kaka, you'll face him.

Goli, give Kachra the ball.



Arjan, throw the ball.



What's the matter?



Why is everyone staring?



No, no.

We will not play!




What happened?



This damn untouchable!



Play with us?

No way!



He cannot play with us!



That's right. We will not mingle

with an untouchable.



This cannot be.

lt's unthinkable.



-l am not playing.

-We too won't play.



What are you doing?

This is wrong.



You are polluting the whole system.



We'll fight the British.

But mingle with a low-caste, never!



Kachra, scram!

Get out of here!






Oh, my God!

He touched him!



You brand people untouchable

and pollute humanity.



You choke the air in our village

with this caste division.



ls it right to shatter hearts

in the name of skin colour?



Then why worship Ram,

who ate a tribal's half-eaten berries?



The Lord himself was ferried

by a low-caste boatman.



And yet you talk of untouchables!



And you, lsar Kaka?

You're a physician.



You check an ailing patient's pulse

and treat him.



Do your scriptures tell you

to let untouchables die?



lf that is so, then that is

the gravest crime on humanity.



After today, no one will regard

a physician as God's other form!



You wanted a

strong player, right?



Kachra is a cripple.



Your hands aren't deformed.

lt's by God's grace you can say this.



But the man you call a cripple

will be our greatest strength.



This lifeless hand

will lead us to victory.



Let me remind you all of one thing.



This is not a game we are

playing for fun and entertainment.



This is a battle we must win!



Our goal is freedom from lagaan

and welfare for our village.



And for that l will remain unbowed!



Whether you support me or not,

Kachra will play.



Bhuvan, my son.



Shame cannot enter eyes...



...that are fully open.



l agree with lsar Bhai.



You are right.



Kachra will play with us.



Over and over

Say this, my friend



May victory be ours

And defeat their lot



Over and over

Say this, my friend



May victory be ours

And defeat theirs



Let no one win against us



Let's walk on

Let's walk on



All who challenge us

Will perish



Let's walk on



Even if it is pitch dark



Let's walk on

Let's walk on



Let no one lag behind



Let's walk on



Should one finger rise



It shall break



When five fingers join



They form a fist



Let our unity grow

Come on, walk on



However seductive the lure



Walk on



Let no one win against us



Let's walk on

Let's walk on



All who challenge us

Will perish



Walk on



Let no one stop you

Obstruct you



Break all barriers



What do you get from being

Weak and powerless?



May we never suffer again



So great shall be our play

The enemy will lose



We will now take

The path of courage



We will shake up this earth



We will show everyone



Who is king

Who is slave



We will show this world



What we are worth



Over and over

Say this, my friend



May victory be ours

And defeat theirs



No fear will enter our hearts



Let's walk on



Every shackle

Will now break open



Let's walk on



Keep walking

Don't ever falter



You are the journeyman

Of the road



May you never be weary



He that rules you

Is a tyrant



He that has destroyed us



His home is in the West



We will make sure

He will not remain



We will shake up this earth

We will show everyone



Who is king

Who is slave



We shall show this world



What we are worth



What has to happen

Will happen



Let's walk on



May no one bow his head



Let's walk on



And then the historic day dawned...



... when the first rays of the sun

fell on the cricket field.



Morning, Captain Russell.



-Morning, Colonel Boyer. This way.

-Thank you.



Morning, Miss Russell.



-Hope you're confident, captain.

-Yes, sir.



Decent crowd.



Hail Almighty!



Long live Your Highness!



Smash these foreigners!



Beat them to a pulp!



Crush Captain Russell's arrogance!



Long live Your Highness!



-Things are beginning to hot up a bit.




Both teams will bat only once.



The game will be played

over three days.



Which team gets to bat first...



...will be decided by

the toss of a coin.



For this, both the teams

must enter the field.



To ensure fair play...



...senior officials invited

neutral umpires from Kanpur.



-Will you call, Captain Russell?

-Heads, sir.



Heads. Your call.



We will bat.



-Good luck, captain.

-Thank you, sir.



Good luck, young man.



The team that scores

the most runs...



...wins the game.



Opening the batting for

the English team...



...are Lt. Smith and Lt. Burton.



-Middle stump please, umpire.

-A little to leg.



That's it.



What are they doing?



Well done!



Come here, all of you!



Come here!



What are you doing?



All running at the same time!



You run after the ball only if

it comes toward you. Got it?



Now go.



Well done, Bhura!



The ball crosses the boundary...



...and the English get

four more runs.



No ball!



No ball!



What's he saying?



No ball!



Steady, Smith. Steady.



Deva crossed the line

while bowling...


            the batsman

was declared not out.



lnstead, he got an extra run.




He made me run.



That's over.



That brings us to

the end of Deva's over.



Eight runs were made.



Now a new bowler will bowl.



A little forward.

The ball will spin. Catch it.






Kachra, spin it.



Oh, shot, Burton.



-Why isn't the ball spinning?

-l don't know.



Catch it, Lakha!



Kachra isn't spinning the ball

at all today.



He has to be taken off.



-Deva, you rest a while too.




-Bhuvan, you bowl.







No, no, no!



The first English batsman is out!



Looking forward to this.



Bad luck, Smith.



Coming in to bat now...



...the English captain,

Captain Russell!



Sharp fielding there!



Well done!



For the loss of one wicket,

they have scored    runs.



-Shatter the sticks, Goli.

-Of course.



Right arm from this side.



Right arm over the wicket.



Very good, Goli.



-Sir, did you see that?

-Yes, l did.



Excellent, Goli.



This is ridiculous!



Sir, you cannot bowl like this.

lt's improper.



What is it?



-He can't bowl like this.

-Why not?



What's wrong, sahib?



-Have you ever seen such an action?

-ls something the matter?



This man swings his arm more

than once before releasing the ball.



He must bowl conventionally.



-Sir, that's unfair to the home team.




lt's only fair they ask this man

to bowl properly.



There is no rule written

about such an action. ls there?



There's nothing written

about it that l can recall.



There is nothing written

about this rule.



We'd better write some rules,

captain, but only after this match.



Let's get on with the match.



Okay, he is permitted to bowl.



To kill a tiger or a cheetah,

that is nothing!



Kill these tyrants!

Thrash these whites! Defeat them!



Come on! Throw the ball!

Break the stick!



For goodness' sake!



Look at his arm action.

lt's ridiculous.



Dangerous too.



The next batsman is Lt. Brooks!



Two, please.



Thank you.









Just before he releases the ball,

he makes a grunting noise.



Something like this:



-Listen for it.

-Right, sir. Thank you.



Well done, Goli.



Good timing!



For the loss of two wickets,

they have made      runs.



Captain Russell is on   

and Lt. Brooks on   .



Catch it, Bagha!



l don't think W.G. Grace could have

made such confident strokes.



What are you doing, Lakha?



l missed it, Kaka.



How could you miss it, son?

Where's your concentration?



We have to win. We must win.

Please concentrate.



Go on, Bhuvan.

Very good!



The end of the day's play, gentlemen.



The English team has scored




...for the loss of two wickets.



And with this, we come to

the end of the first day's play.



Our game wasn't good today.



What happened to you, Lakha?

You played so well during practise.



Practise is a different thing.

We play among ourselves.



Why are you blaming only me?



You all went gaga over Kachra.

Did you see his miracle today?



-l told you before--

-At least he tried. You didn't!



-What did he do with all that trying?

-Shut up, Lakha!



That night Elizabeth saw

a shadowy figure.



She tried to investigate.



My being in the team helped.



She was stunned to see Lakha there.



She went to the village at once

and informed Bhuvan about Lakha.






What l did was very wrong.



Forgive me.






A snake like you should be crushed!









-Drag him out, Bhuvan!

-We'll kill him!



Calm down, all of you!



l'll talk to him.






-Lakha, open the door!

-No, Bhuvan.



l won't open the door.

They'll kill me!



-l won't open it.

-Nobody will do anything.



How long will you stay inside?

They won't budge.



Open the door and let me in.



l made a mistake, Bhuvan.



Forgive me.



Why did you do it, Lakha?



l lost my mind, Bhuvan.






...l was in love with Gauri.



l wanted her to be mine

at any cost.



But she loves you.



And l hated you for that!

l hated you for that!



l wanted you to lose.

To be disgraced...



...before Gauri

and the whole village!



You risked the lives of

everyone in the village.



You put their future at stake!



Do you know what you

have done, Lakha?



Save me, Bhuvan.

Save me.



Just one chance.



Give me a chance to repent.

Just one chance.



l'll do whatever you say.



But give me just

one more chance to repent.



l can give you one chance.



But you must prove your loyalty.



lf you cannot...


            will not find refuge

even here.



The second day's play begins...



...with the score at     .



Hail the Great Guru's warriors.

Hail the Great Guru's victory.



The new batsman is Lt. Wesson.



Well batted, sir.



-Rather enjoyable knock.

-Lovely to watch.



Oh, great shot, sir!

Well played!



-Let's have more of those.

-Congratulations, Wesson.



And that's lunch, gentlemen.



-    for   is an extremely good score.

-We'll be looking at at least    .



Something to please the crowd.






Bhuvan, if they continue

to bat like this....



You'll have to do something.



Yes, memsahib.



We've tried all our bowlers.



l don't know what to do.






What did you do?



Come here. Come on!



What's this?

He's bowling again!



-l don't understand.

-Crazy chap.



Well done!



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     for  

they are now     for  !



Hail Almighty!

Break the enemy's back!



Good shot, Harrison!



So you step out and hit, do you?

Try coming out now!



Go home! Go back home

with your tail between your legs!



May the mighty hands of Fate

ruin you! Vultures!



Catch it, Bagha!



-Catch it, Bagha.

-Catch it, Bagha.



You caught it!



The score is     with only

two batsmen left!




-Arjan, don't drop it!



Come on, Deva.



With the last batsman out,

the English innings are over.



The Champaner team

will have to make...



...    runs to win.



They collapsed

like a house of cards.



-That's a huge mountain to climb.




-Come on, brothers!

-Get rid of lagaan!



-Come on, brothers!

-Get rid of lagaan!



That was simply great!



Kachra's magic worked.

The whites just crumbled.



l felt Bhuvan was making

a big mistake by bringing you on.



But he bowled well.



The foolish whites

only looked in front.



And the ball whizzed past their butts

and knocked the bails off!



All this joking is fine.

But think how...


            will make these     runs.



lt'll be done, Chief.



Listen, all of you.



lsmail, Lakha, Bagha,

Deva and Arjan.



The six of us are responsible

for making those     runs.



The others are weak in batting.



The six of us must bat

cautiously and calmly.



Deva, you and l will

open the batting.



We will hang in there

till the end of play today.



Okay, brother.



Careful, Bhuvan.



Steady, Bhuvan, steady.



What are you doing?



Get ahold of yourself.



The people of the village

get four more runs with this!



All right, Ram Singh.

All right.



-Come on, brothers!

-Let's get rid of lagaan!



-How could this happen?

-Don't forget the crease.



Very bad luck.



Who's next?




Teach those arrogant whites

a lesson!



-Just stay there until dusk.




Well done, Arjan.

But be careful.



You won't have a morsel to eat.



Nor a piece of cloth to wear.



They are trying to needle you, Arjan.

Stay calm.



You won't have a morsel to eat

nor a piece of cloth to wear.



Careful, Arjan!



Triple lagaan. We will take

triple lagaan from you.



They are trying to provoke you.

Stay calm.



You damn slaves will remain crushed

under our boots!



Careful, Arjan.

Stay calm.



Catch it. Catch it!












Knock his bloody head off.



-Good sport, Yardley.

-That was a nasty one.



He's got some strength

in those arms!



Bagha, please be careful.

Don't get carried away.



Oh, well bowled!



Go, my son.



And again, Yardley.



Careful, lsmail.



-Good, Yardley.

-Very good bowl.



What happened?






That must have hurt.



Take him away.

Don't worry.



Careful, lsmail.



-ls he badly hurt?




Thank God!



-That was close.

-lt 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 will we do now?



O Saviour



O Pure of Essence

Our Dearly Beloved



O Saviour



O Pure of Essence



We have no one but You



Ease our troubles

O Lord



We have no one but You



You alone are

Our sole support



You alone are our Protector



We have no one but You



We have no one but You



You have filled the moon

With light



The sun shines

Only because of You



Your splendour

Lights the sky with stars



O Lord



If not you



Who will preserve this life?



O Saviour

O Pure of Essence



We have no one but You



If you would hear us



O Lord

We make this plea



Grant the suffering courage

May hardship never defeat them



To the weak

Give Your protection



So they may live in peace



To devotion



Give strength



You are the Lord of the universe



Listen to this plea



When the path is dark



Give us the boon of light



O Saviour



O Pure of Essence



We have no one but You



Ease our troubles

O Lord



We have no one but You



Bhuvan has reached his   !



That must be the first    in the

history of lndian village cricket.



Come on, run!



And with this, lsar Kaka

completes     runs!



-Very good!

-Well done.



One more!



l lost, Bhuvan.



l couldn't run.



Couldn't run.



lt was my fault.



l couldn't run.



''Tormentors of the weak! Beware!



The sighs of the oppressed

turn iron to ashes.''



Keep the flag flying, Guran!



He's coming from the jungle.



-Stand back!

-Make way, make way!



Watch yourself.



-What on earth is he doing?

-This way, sir.



What an extraordinary stance.

As if he's riding a horse.



Hari Om!



Well struck, sir!



Umpire, he can't do that.

lt's not cricket.






-...hit the ball just once.




Hail Almighty!



That's called kicking the horse.




-Break the enemy's back.






Here he comes, Bhuvan.

Hit him hard!






Throw to the bowler's end!



Come on, white man!



Rot in hell!



One more, Guran!



l'll make you whine for your ma!



So what does your ma say now?



Hail Almighty!

Come on, white man!



Why are you shouting?



Yes! Good ball.



Damn you!



Goli, my son, hang in there.



Only Bhura and Kachra

are after you.



-Father, hang in there.

-Hit hard!



Do us proud!



Don't scare him, idiots!

Hang in there!



Steady, Goli!



Come on, Willis.

He's nervous.



-Out the first ball.

-Bhura...wait. l'll go.



-ln this condition?




-Oh, my goodness.




They're giving you

your hat trick, Willis.



But how will you run, lsmail?



The umpires have decided to let...



...another player run for lsmail!



When l call, run.

Stay behind the line, understand?



Good. Now go stand there.

But inside the line.



Thank God you're back, lsmail.



We have to make

the rest of the runs.



There's no one left.



Don't worry, Bhuvan.

By Allah's grace, victory will be ours.



We must not lose heart, that's all.



Look towards me, Tipu.



Run, Tipu!




Stay behind the line.



Run, Tipu, run!






Well done.



-Was it two or three?




The last hour of play is left.



Twenty overs will be bowled

during this time.



lsmail has hit a six!



Well played!



With this six, Bhuvan

completes a century!



This country has a

great future in this game.



And that's lsmail's

grand   !



How many more runs to win?



We have to make    runs

in     balls.



-Thirty in    ?




How's that, umpire?



Well done, Willis!



Oh, what a shame.



-Good cricket, sir.

-Well done.



Run along.

Your mother's waiting.



Don't worry, Tipu.

Don't worry.



You played very well.

Well done.



Father, why is Tipu coming back?



They now have to make    runs...





Stay put at one end, Bhura.



Don't lose your wicket.

l'll make the runs.



He's petrified, Willis.

Get him on strike. Three more to go.



Willis, hold up!

Smith, third-man!



Flynn, square boundary.



Come on, Willis.

Keep it tight, man!



-Stop! Go back!

-What are you doing?! Get him!



That was great!



Willis, keep it tight, man!



-The ball is old, sir.

-Just do it!



This is the last ball of the over!

We must take a run.



Only one run, not two!



Gentlemen, step up, step up!

Stop the single.



l want this man on strike!

Step up!



Good shot.

That's an over.



He's given us four runs.



You have to bat now.




Don't let your wicket fall.



Because of

Captain Russell's cunning...



...Bhuvan couldn't take just the single.

Bhura must bat now.



Champaner now needs...



...    runs from     balls.



Smith, keep him on strike.



Concentrate, gentlemen.




Saving one.



One more to go.



Save us, Bhuvan, my brother.

lt's all in your hands now.



You did the right thing.



Go, Kachra. You have to

give Bhuvan support now.



-Just stay put.

-Don't be afraid.



Say a prayer and go.



All right.

We remember this chap, don't we?



Welcome back.



Oh, dear.



The last man in

and he's severely disabled.



This is the last batsman.



They need to make     runs

from     balls.






-Short leg. Stay in close.

-Right, sir.



Come on, Smith.



And again.



Come on, Smith!

He's a sitting duck.



Careful, Kachra!



Come on, Smith!



You aren't hurt, are you?



Good delivery!



Come on, Kachra.

Don't be afraid!



Take him, Smith!



Just touch and run!



Just once.






Well done, Kachra!

Stay there.



This is the last ball.

We must take one run.



-Be ready.




Gentlemen, close in. Move in.

Save the one. Keep it this end.







-Run, Kachra!



Made it.



Well done!

Well done, Kachra.



Six more balls...



...and     runs to make

for a victory.



Gentlemen, l want everybody to

keep on their toes. Be alert.



Save the twos and the boundaries.



Let them have the single.

Let the cripple take the strike.



Yardley, l'm depending on you.



Don't give away anything.

Just get him.






Well done.

That won't do us any harm.



Are you all right?



Keep it up.



Careful, Bhuvan!




Take two!



Stop! Go back.



We must take a single!



Touch and run!



Gentlemen, close in, close in!



All you men in the field, come on!



Kachra, touch and run!



Good bowling, Yardley.



We must take a run off this ball.

Only two more balls are left.



We have to take a run!



Go on, Yardley.



Dig one in. Dig one in, Yardley.

Come on.



Run, Kachra!



We have to take one run!

Just touch and run!



Everybody close in!

Stop the single! Close in!



Why can't you just strike the ball?



Just one more ball to go.



Kachra, this is the last ball

of the game.



And we need five runs to win.



You'll have to hit the ball

over the boundary.



Or else, triple lagaan.



Our lives are in your hands, Kachra.



Do something!



Do something.



Come on, Yardley.

Just once more.






Hit it, Kachra.



-Hit it!

-Hit it, Kachra!



-Hit it, Kachra!

-Lift it, Kachra!



Triple lagaan!



No ball.



No ball!




-No ball.



No ball?

What do you mean, no ball?



-His foot was over the line.




-Are you certain?

-l am not discussing it.



l suggest we get on with the game.



Very well.



We have one more ball.

Back to your positions!



Because of the no ball,

we have one more ball to face!



No more mistakes this time.



Gentlemen, back to the boundary.



Everybody, back to the boundaries.

Back! Back!



If you lose, you pay...



... triple lagaan.



Do you accept?



And Bhuvan accepted

this impossible bet!



What have you done?



I told you we could

face a calamity, didn't I?



You talk just like your father.



He was just as spirited.

Always spoke the truth.



I have faith...



... in you and in your courage.



Catch it, sir!



Catch it, sir!



Please don't catch it!



We have won!



He's done it!



Completely unbelievable!






Unable to bear this humiliation,

the British government...



... decided to shut down the

Champaner cantonment.



By the power vested in me

by Queen Victoria...



...I hereby declare,

after much deliberation...



... the cantonment at Champaner

be dissolved.



And the officers and troops...



...shall re-establish themselves...



... in the princely state of Rajghat,

with immediate effect.



Signed, Colonel J. R. Boyer

Commanding Officer, Central Provinces



l did not believe

l'd live to see this day.



May you be happy, my daughter.

May you live long.



Memsahib, we will never forget...



...what you've done for us.



l won't either.



Not just Champaner, but all

the villages in the province...



... did not have to pay lagaan

for three years.



Captain Russell paid for his

capricious behaviour.



Besides having to pay triple lagaan,

he was transferred...



... to the Central African desert.



Elizabeth returned to England

with Bhuvan in her heart.



She did not marry and remained

Bhuvan's Radha all her life.



Bhuvan and Gauri

had a splendid wedding.



Rajah Puran Singh himself

blessed them...



... enhancing Champaner's status

even more.



Even after this historic victory...



...Bhuvan's name was lost somewhere

in the pages of history.


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