All language subtitles for Sacred Games S02E08 - Radcliffe (NetNaija.com)

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-Hello?
-Hello, Naz.

Dad!

-How are you?
-I’m good, dad. How are you?

I’m good.

Where’s grandma?

She’s here.

How’s she doing?

Not so good.

Her memory’s really giving up.

She keeps saying random things.

-Like what?
-One minute.

Father is on the phone.

My father.

Your son.

Mother.

Shahid?

Wow, you recognized me.

When will you take me to
the Golden Temple?

See what I mean, dad?

Mom, I had told you

not to talk of these
things in front of anyone...

You promised me we would go.

Yes, we will go.

I’m making the arrangements.

Really?

Yes, mom.

I’m your son.

Whether I meet you or not,

the Golden temple is yours.

I just...

...need your blessings.

LAHORE 1947

-Hurry up, son.
-Yes, father, almost done.

-Show me some light.
-Here.

Satti, turn that off.

Mother.

You hear that?

I’m telling you, Sheru’s following us.

-It’s not Sheru.
-Sheru!

Sheru!

Navneet, have you gone crazy?

-Stay inside, all of you.
-But Sheru?

Sheru couldn't follow us for 15 miles.

Navneet, Sheru will be safe.

He’s neither Hindu nor Muslim.

-Please stay inside, sweetheart.
-Why did you leave him there?

Navneet.

Calm down.

I can hear his bark.

-Navneet!
-Sheru!

Navneet!

Sheru!

-Prabjyot, you stay inside.
-Sheru!

-Sheru!
-Stop.

Navneet!

Let me go.

Let me go.

-Leave the girl.
-Leave.

Dad... Let me go.

Let me go.

-Let me go.
-Go inside!

-Dad...
-Go inside!

Dad...

Golden Temple...

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

DAY 2

Speak up! Where’s Shahid Khan?

Motherfucker, I’ll open your mouth.

-Where is the bomb?
-We don't know yet.

-So when?
-We’ve raided some places.

-So what?
-We've arrested a suspect.

Joseph, I'm extremely disappointed
with your team’s inefficiency.

Whenever we ask, you say we are on it!

Get me results

-or be ready for suspension.
-You can suspend whomever you want,

it's not the time for threats.

I should have given
this case to the Centre a week ago.

And they would have solved the case
with a magic wand?

They wouldn’t stall like your team.

Ma'am, I promise.

My team will not budge
until we finish this job.

This is our vow and our responsibility.

PULKIT INDIAN TIMES

Sir, I've got a tip.

Sir, one question.

We've heard
that the Tsunami threat is a hoax

covering up a nuclear threat?

Lord Ganesh is protecting us.

All will be well.

-Sir...
-Sir...

Are you saying that you were just informed
about the nuclear threat?

They call you
a political prostitute, in parliament.

What did you say?

Don't touch...

Everyone move back.

All of you are so insistent on
representing a specific community,

that the same community has become
a threat now

under you garb of secularism.

Ask the CM about
the nuclear attack threat.

And ask DCP Parulkar why Hizbuddin
couldn’t be located.

Jai Hind. Jai Maharashtra.

And with that explosive confirmation of
the widespread rumor,

Maharashtra Home Minister has sent
the financial capital of the country

into a spiral of shock and horror.

If true,

this is the biggest threat faced by India
in its 70 years of existence.

We are being informed

that the Centre has activated multiple
companies of the Army and the CRPF

to control the panic
and neutralize the threat.

But it remains to be seen:

is it all

too little too late?

Aham Brahmasmi

Aham Brahmasmi

Aham Brahmasmi

Aham Brahmasmi

Aham Brahmasmi

Move it. Take off your pants.

Here.

All okay?

Or should I show you
by peeling off the skin as well?

Gaitonde will peel off the skin,
don’t you worry.

You look like an actress trying to get a
break in the movies.

Put your clothes on.

Sinner.

Move.

Stop.

What is all this?

What is all this?

The new world.

Isn’t this what you wanted to make? Enjoy.

Ganesh, why did you do it?

We’ll forget Guruji’s murder.

We have forgotten.

Just give us the Kaalgranth.

Pull it out.

Is there anything to drink?

-Has he come?
-Yes.

Mathu brought him.

Okay then.

Our biggest problem is that
we think small...

Isn’t that what Guruji taught us?

I've called you here to listen,
not to speak. Understood?

And tell Malcom to get off my ass.

It will be done.

And cancel this bomb planting bullshit.

Did you get that, motherfucker?

Understood?

Don’t start something
you can’t finish, motherfucker!

Cunt!

Let me go.

Stick to speaking, knives aren't toys.

Don’t try to be something you aren’t.

And what are you, Gaitonde?

Faggot,

you’ve forgotten who I am?

-Who are you?
-I am Gaitonde.

Who is Gaitonde?

I'm Ashwathama.

And who made you Ashwathama?

-Huh?
-You created me?

Not me. Your daddy!

-You made me?
-No.

Did you make me Ashwathama?

Saved you. Bathed you. Clothed you.
Gave you food.

You were a stray dog.

We made you our pet
and took you for a joy ride.

While you stuck
your tongue out of the car.

Who killed Subhadra?

-Isa.
-Was it Isa?

It was those buttfuckers: Langoor,
Ghaslet, Abdul. Bunty got rid of them all.

Try to remember his face.

You had met him at Guruji’s Ashram.

Remember Lohane?
He had later given you water as well.

We staged every character in your life.

How could Jamila be in your cell?

-Bunty.
-No, I did.

You became a shriveled penis in jail.

Jamila got you hard again.

Who got you out of prison? Tell me?
Who was it?

Ganesh, he is lying.

You’re lying.

I took you out of prison.

You’re not Ashwathama. Neither a King.

You’re just a slave
for Guruji’s new world.

You’re a slave. Nothing more.

-Slave?
-Fucker, you’re just a slave for Guruji.

-Motherfucker.
-You are Guruji’s slave.

Bastard.

You are Guruji’s slave.

Motherfucker, I am Ashwathama.

Son of a bitch.

I am Ashwathama.

Motherfucker.

Faggot.

Motherfucker, I am Ashwathama.

Boss, write down this number.

+ 971...

Who is it?

Did you kill Subhadra?

Gaitonde...

You killed Subhadra?

I don’t kill women.

Answer me, you faggot.

You’re right.
I must have killed some women.

But I didn’t kill Subhadra,

or any of your lovers.

And Kukoo, you know, you killed her.

Motherfucker.

Bastard.

It’s nice to hear your voice,

to know that you’re alive.

Come to Dubai if you need a place to hide.

It’s hot, but the meat is great.

You’re going to protect me, fucker?

You-- You're dying yourself.

You have cancer, right?

Speak softly, the devil may hear you.

He arrived as a Messiah for our Salvation.

But hung a martyr of revolution.

What?

A poem by Zulfi.

Say ‘Hello’ to my city.

Your city?

Bombay.

All of you are so insistent on
representing a specific community,

that the same community has become
a threat now.

Ask the CM about
the nuclear attack threat.

And ask DCP Parulkar why Hizbuddin
couldn’t be located.

And with that apparent visuals
coming from Mumbai

it has caused a chaos
to the financial capital of India,

and with the widespread rumors
the conditions are getting worse

with the false news
of a nuclear and Tsunami attack.

Several hundred's are injured with no
hospital staff to attend to them,

several subway’s and bridges...

Parulkar,

you’ve come to apologize again?

Do you also want a diplomatic passport?

Do you also want a diplomatic visa?

Hey...

Huh?

Do you also want a diplomatic visa?

We’re facing a fucking storm and everyone
is concerned with their fucking Visas.

Motherfucker.

Speak up, Parulkar.

ACTIVATED

All the religions of the world
have manipulated the idea of God.

Desecrated it.

In a time when Humanity
was rotting beyond repair,

a small group of enlightened souls

came together

to restart this beautiful world

with consciousness

as its central pursuit.

The world, as we knew it
and were born into, is over.

A new world, dedicated to satvik life,

will replace the old tamsik world.

When the cloud clears,

Satya Yuga will begin.

Aham Brahmasmi

-Aham
-Brahmasmi

Aham Brahmasmi

-When did you find out?
-How does it matter?

We had mutually decided that we won’t
have children.

Did we not?

-Did we not, Sartaj?
-Yeah, we did.

Because you didn’t want to.

Yes, I didn’t want to.
Does my choice have no value?

What's the problem in having one?

The problem is that your ego is hurt.

The problem is you don’t say the truth.

And the truth is you don’t think I can
take care of a child.

And that’s why you keep making up
excuses like choice, crowded cities

and god knows what else.

Megha, you have no idea how bitter
you’re making me.

All this will end

and we’ll have to start everything again.

How will this all end?

While the world outside may get destroyed,

the real one resides within you.

How will that disappear?

Megha, you don't know.
Everything will end.

You're angry I made my choice on my own.

And you?

Who's going to destroy this entire world?

Have you consulted anybody else
before doing this?

You’re just imagining that
everything will end.

You might forget everything

about this day, your anger, the ego
behind it and the guilt behind your ego...

But your lack of self-worth
will never end.

Fighting the world
won't solve anything, Sartaj.

You need to wage war with yourself.

I kept thinking of my cursed life,
I couldn’t have had a worse one.

But when I put the gun to my head,
everything became clear to me.

The sweets my mom made on Diwali...

The rush from jumping
into the icy pond in the village.

The way my heart grew soft and beat faster
when a girl hugged me for the first time.

I thought I’d melt.

Bunty’s dance moves...

Mathu’s drunk English...

...and Kanta Bai’s head always
smelling of fish...

I realized, they must have shared such
soothing moments too.

I started seeing all their lives...

But it all vanished within a second.

Each beautiful moment,

that people, those places...

Everything burnt to ashes.

By the time I understood all this,
I was already in my grave.

But you are not, Sardarji.

Save this world.

All the religions of the world
have manipulated the idea of God.

Desecrated it.

In a time when humanity was rotting
beyond repair,

a small group of enlightened souls

came together.

ACTIVATED

MAHARASHTRA POLICE

D - DAY

What’s your name?

Haroon Bilal.

-How long have you been in India?
-Since 2013.

Where is your home in Pakistan?

Peshawar.

Haroon, where’s Shahid Khan?

Don’t know.

Where’s the bomb?

It's with Shahid.

Where’s Shahid?

You both had decided the bomb’s location.

You know!
Didn’t you both decide the location?

Doctor, increase the dosage.

Haroon, what can be seen from where
the bomb is planted?

Mumbai.

What’s ahead of it?

Any local train tracks?

-No.
-Metro tracks?

-No.
-Can the ocean can be seen?

-No
-Can a lake be seen?

Can a lake be seen?

Hello.

I’m busy now. Later.

So?

Driver, stop the car.

-What now?
-I hear voices sometimes.

They’re telling me you betrayed me.

Get out of here. I need to go.

Malcolm’s after my ass
and Guruji’s stuck in my head.

I need to know the truth from you.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Let me go to church,
I’ll talk to you after that. Scoot.

Drive. Take a right.

Didn't you hear what I said?

Drive, motherfucker.

Why have you brought me here?

What is all this?

I’m talking to you.

I don’t have much time left.

I brought you here
so I could spend it with you.

Who told you to send Jamila to me?

-Ganesh, you are very afraid right now.
-Shut up, motherfucker.

Who told you?

I don’t remember.

I only trust you. Everyone else is--

Then don’t trust me.
Who asked told you trust me?

It can’t be you.

I can’t be that much of a dumb-fuck.

Actually, you’re much more
than you think are.

What do you mean?

Yes, I’m with them.

With who?

From day one.

They all told me

to keep you in-check.

-Be quiet.
-Why?

The truth made your cock disappear?

What are you doing?

Jojo, stop it.

Then let me go. Give me the keys.

There’s no way out now.

The keys to the door.

This door doesn’t open with a key.

Does it open with a cock then?

Jojo, you motherfucker.

You are the motherfucker.
Your father’s the motherfucker.

I told you I want to leave.

Motherfucker, I’m going to die
in four days.

Not in four days.
You'll die in four hours.

As soon as I get out, I'm telling him

to finish you off.

You know who I’m talking about, right?

-Malcolm?
-Correct answer.

ELVIS PRESLEY

How does the door open?

For that, you’ve got to get the cock up.

Yes, I knew...

...how they took you for a ride
for 20 years.

You cannot fight destiny.

MAHARASHTRA POLICE

-Majid.
-Where are you, Sartaj?

Did you find the bomb?

Yes, in Powai.
The old parking lot behind the IT Park.

Majid?

There’s a sniper in the building ahead.

Majid.

Let’s move.

Move.

You, motherfucker!

You won't speak?

You won't speak?

You won't speak?

You won't speak?

Ponnuthai is trying to diffuse the bomb.

You won’t be able to stop anything.

The bomb you’re seeing today

was planted in 1947,

it’s been awaiting explosion for 70 years.

How will you stop it?

It needs to be accessed physically.

Temps.

We got access to the motherboard.

-How much time is left?
-Checking, Sartaj.

11 minutes, 43 seconds.

This is asking for a pattern.

We’ve got only 5 attempts at this.

TIME REMAINING - 11:29

Incorrect password.

Get up, motherfucker.

What’s the password?

Gazwa-e-Hind.

Say it, motherfucker. What’s the password?

You won’t be able to save anything.

INCORRECT PASSWORD
ATTEMPTS REMAINING 3

Incorrect.

-Jigar.
-Sir.

Move all the forces.
Evacuate this place immediately.

-Okay, sir.
-Everybody out, move...

We have to move fast, let's go...

Sir, you can’t just leave.

Are you blind? Everything’s finished.

We've lost.

Move.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on. Hurry up.

Ma’am, could this be the pattern?

Ma’am, could this be the pattern?

Let’s go, Sartaj.

Sartaj, we have no time. Let’s go.

Come on.

Sartaj.

ATTEMPTS REMAINING
3

Sartaj, please. Let’s go.

No, sir.

ATTEMPTS REMAINING
3

INCORRECT PASSWORD
ATTEMPTS REMAINING 2

GANESH

ATTEMPTS REMAINING 2

BATYA

ATTEMPTS REMAINING 2

BATYA

INCORRECT PASSWORD
ATTEMPTS REMAINING 1

ATTEMPTS REMAINING 1

GANESH

DILBAGH SINGH

DILBAGH SINGH

ATTEMPTS REMAINING 1

DILBAGH SINGH

ATTEMPTS REMAINING 1

'BOOK OF TIME'

Sardarji, I would have saved this world
if it were so easy.

I called you after all doors
had been shut.

There was nobody in this city who could
be trusted, besides Dilbagh Singh.

You have 25 days. Save your city.

But even you didn’t listen to me,
and brought the cops with you.

Don’t do this, sir.

I’ve been mind-fucked for the first time
in my life.

You don’t know the whole story.

Tell me the rest of it in prison.

My story was left incomplete.

Guruji used to say that every big task
requires sacrifice.

Why do you think I sent you to Bombay?

How would I know?

The sacrifice of the dearest
is always the purest.

So you wanted to sacrifice me?

Ganesh, this world relies on stories.

If there weren't stories,
if there weren't sacrifices,

there wouldn’t be any scriptures.

God, heroes, villains, principles.

Ganesh, these are all stories.

If not you, someone else
will be sacrificed.

Come with me.

Our work will never stop, Ganesh.

Who did Dilbagh Singh make you meet?

Our work will never stop.

Drop your gun.

RIGHT PATH

Son...

Don't be ashamed. You tried your best.

ATTEMPTS REMAINING
1

DILBAGH SINGH

ATTEMPTS REMAINING
1

Aham Brahmasmi.

Aham Brahmasmi.

ATTEMPTS REMAINING
1

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