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 I saw you all playing
together today ...

... I realized
the wrong I'd done.

I regret it very much.

Can I play with you?

No.

- You can't play.
- Why?

Try and understand the game.
It's not like chopping wood.

It 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.

Right.

If 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 Ismail,
as far as I remember ...

... we've always been
rivals in "gilli-danda."

- And I?
- Ah, Tipu!

Our Tipu is so bright.

Now tell me, Lakha,
what can you do?

I ...

I 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 I 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!

- I'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.

I'll improve.
I'll run every day!

But take me into the team.

I 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, Ismail?

I'm sorry.
Truly sorry, I swear.

Okay, Lakha, you're in.

But remember:
It's a huge responsibility.

For the whites, it's a game.

But for us ...

... it's our life.

Yes, Bhuvan.

I 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.

It'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?

I am Bhuvan.

And you are ... ?

I'm Deva.
Deva Singh Sodhi.

I've come from Dhaulpur.

I 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 ...

... I want to be in every battle
against the British.

Let me lend a helping hand
in this fight, Bhuvan.

I have played this game before.

When?

I was in the British army.

Until one day I couldn't
bear it anymore ...

... and I left after a final salute
to those brutes.

I hate the British!

The "memsahib" is for us,
not against.

What do you know about the game?

Two things, "memsahib."

When I throw the ball, it is
to shatter all three stumps.

And when I hit the ball,
it is to smash it to pieces.

That's good.

Deva ...

... 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.

I'm late. I must go.

- I'd like a word with you.
- Yes, "memsahib."

- Bye, Gauri.
- Namaste.

Obstacle ... !

Looming obstacle!

Bhuvan, it is difficult for me
to get out of the cantonment.

I can't meet you every day now.

Anyway ...

... you now have the support
of your people.

And that is not because of me ...

... but because of you.

Because ...

... you are a good man.

And also a good friend.

You know ...

... I've had no friends
since I was a child.

Until I met you.

I don't know ...

... if I should say it or not ...

... but ...

Don't say it.
Don't say it.

Don't say it.

I'm falling in love with you.

"Memsahib," I don't
understand English.

I'm falling in love with you, Bhuvan.

- Where's Gauri?
- She's gone.

Where?

What are you glaring at me for?

What the hell have I done now?

Hey, Gauri!

I've been looking all over
for you and you're here.

- Why did you go off in a huff?
- Because.

What do you mean?
You could've at least told me.

How could I?

I 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 I 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 I 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 I be jealous?
It's beneath me.

You are jealous and I know
who you are jealous of.

I 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 I know whose house that is,
silly girl. It'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!
- I 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.
I'm not leaving Champaner.

Get this straight. I'll go to
the village as and when I 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 I 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.

I'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 ...

... Wesson ...

... Noel ...

... Benson.

Harrison ...

... Flynn ...

... Willis ...

... Yardley.

Right.

- Who should be in the team?
- It should be Madhav.

What's going on?

Everyone wants to see you play.

- We haven't got our 11th player.
- I'll fix it right away. Take Bhima.

- Bhima!
- No, Chief.

He may be his namesake,
but he has a backache all the time.

- How about Kashi Nath?
- Kashi Nath!

If 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?

I didn't do anything.
You said throw.

Come here.

Come on.

I didn't do anything.
You said throw.

Come here, all of you.

Eliza "memsahib,"
watch Kachra closely.

Kachra, throw it again.

I 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!

Amazing.
He's actually spinning the ball.

We have found our 11th 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!

Why?
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.
It's unthinkable.

- I 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!

Kachra.

Oh, my God!
He touched him!

You brand people untouchable
and pollute humanity.

You choke the air in our village
with this caste division.

Is 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?

If 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.
It'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 I will remain unbowed!

Whether you support me or not,
Kachra will play.

Bhuvan, my son.

Shame cannot enter eyes ...

... that are fully open.

I 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.
- Yes.

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 ...

... so the batsman
was declared not out.

Instead, he got an extra run.

Damn!
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.

One.

Kachra, spin it.

Oh, shot, Burton.

- Why isn't the ball spinning?
- I 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.
- Okay.

- Bhuvan, you bowl.
- Okay.

Throw!

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 66 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, I did.

Excellent, Goli.

This is ridiculous!

Sir, you cannot bowl like this.
It's improper.

What is it?

- He can't bowl like this.
- Why not?

What's wrong, "sahib"?

- Have you ever seen such an action?
- Is 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.
- Unfair?

It's only fair they ask this man
to bowl properly.

There is no rule written
about such an action. Is there?

There's nothing written
about it that I 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.
It's ridiculous.

Dangerous too.

The next batsman is Lt. Brooks!

Two, please.

Thank you.

Brooks.

Sir.

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 132 runs.

Captain Russell is on 38
and Lt. Brooks on 32.

Catch it, Bagha!

I don't think W. G. Grace could have
made such confident strokes.

What are you doing, Lakha?

I 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
182 runs ...

... 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?

- I 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.

I ...

What I did was very wrong.

Forgive me.

Lakha!

A snake like you should be crushed!

Stop!

Stop!

- Drag him out, Bhuvan!
- We'll kill him!

Calm down, all of you!

I'll talk to him.

Lakha!

- Lakha, open the door!
- No, Bhuvan.

I won't open the door.
They'll kill me!

- I 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.

I made a mistake, Bhuvan.

Forgive me.

Why did you do it, Lakha?

I lost my mind, Bhuvan.

Because ...

... I was in love with Gauri.

I wanted her to be mine
at any cost.

But she loves you.

And I hated you for that!
I hated you for that!

I 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.

I'll do whatever you say.

But give me just
one more chance to repent.

I can give you one chance.

But you must prove your loyalty.

If you cannot ...

... you will not find refuge
even here.

The second day's play begins ...

... with the score at 182.

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.

- 271 for 3 is an extremely good score.
- We'll be looking at at least 600.

Something to please the crowd.

Steady.

Bhuvan, if they continue
to bat like this ...

You'll have to do something.

Yes, "memsahib."

We've tried all our bowlers.

I don't know what to do.

Over.

What did you do?

Come here. Come on!

What's this?
He's bowling again!

- I 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 295 for 3,
they are now 295 for 6!

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 320 with only
two batsmen left!

- Arjan!
- 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 ...

... 323 runs to win.

They collapsed
like a house of cards.

- That's a huge mountain to climb.
- Absolutely.

- 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.

I 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 ...

... you will make these 323 runs.

It'll be done, Chief.

Listen, all of you.

Ismail, Lakha, Bagha,
Deva and Arjan.

The six of us are responsible
for making those 323 runs.

The others are weak in batting.

The six of us must bat
cautiously and calmly.

Deva, you and I 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?
Arjan!

Teach those arrogant whites
a lesson!

- Just stay there until dusk.
- Careful.

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!

Yes!

Over.

Yardley.

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, Ismail.

- Good, Yardley.
- Very good bowl.

What happened?

Hurry!

That must have hurt.

Take him away.
Don't worry.

Careful, Ismail.

- Is he badly hurt?
- Yes.

Thank God!

- That was close.
- It 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 50!

That must be the first 50 in the
history of Indian village cricket.

Come on, run!

And with this, lsar "Kaka"
completes 10 runs!

- Very good!
- Well done.

One more!

I lost, Bhuvan.

I couldn't run.

Couldn't run.

It was my fault.

I 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.
It's not cricket.

Guran ...

- ... hit the ball just once.
- Okay.

Hail Almighty!

That's called kicking the horse.

- Run!
- Break the enemy's back.

Over.

Here he comes, Bhuvan.
Hit him hard!

Great!

Throw to the bowler's end!

Come on, white man!

Rot in hell!

One more, Guran!

I'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. I'll go.

- In this condition?
- Yes.

- Oh, my goodness.
- Interesting.

They're giving you
your hat trick, Willis.

But how will you run, Ismail?

The umpires have decided to let ...

... another player run for Ismail!

When I call, run.
Stay behind the line, understand?

Good. Now go stand there.
But inside the line.

Thank God you're back, Ismail.

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!

Stop!
Stay behind the line.

Run, Tipu, run!

Stop!

Well done.

- Was it two or three?
- Three.

The last hour of play is left.

Twenty overs will be bowled
during this time.

Ismail 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 Ismail's
grand 50!

How many more runs to win?

We have to make 30 runs
in 18 balls.

- Thirty in 18?
- Yes.

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 28 runs ...

... in 16 balls.

Stay put at one end, Bhura.

Don't lose your wicket.
I'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.

I want this man on strike!
Step up!

Good shot.
That's an over.

He's given us four runs.

You have to bat now.

Steady.
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 ...

... 12 runs from 12 balls.

Smith, keep him on strike.

Concentrate, gentlemen.
Concentrate!

Saving one.

One more to go.

Save us, Bhuvan, my brother.
It'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 12 runs
from 11 balls.

Wesson.

- 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.

Run!

Well done, Kachra!
Stay there.

This is the last ball.
We must take one run.

- Be ready.
- Okay.

Gentlemen, close in. Move in.
Save the one. Keep it this end.

Smith!

- Run!
- Run, Kachra!

Made it.

Well done!
Well done, Kachra.

Six more balls ...

... and 10 runs to make
for a victory.

Gentlemen, I 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, I'm depending on you.

Don't give away anything.
Just get him.

Gentlemen!

Well done.
That won't do us any harm.

Are you all right?

Keep it up.

Careful, Bhuvan!

Run!
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.

Field.

Hit it, Kachra.

- Hit it!
- Hit it, Kachra!

- Hit it, Kachra!
- Lift it, Kachra!

Triple "lagaan"!

No ball.

No ball!

- What?
- No ball.

No ball?
What do you mean, no ball?

- His foot was over the line.
- Yardley?

- Are you certain?
- I am not discussing it.

I 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!

Bloody--!

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

I did not believe
I'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.

I 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.