All language subtitles for The.Brigand.Of.Kandahar.1965.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Hey, ito.

- Come here.
- Go away, rattu, I'm busy.

Hey, ito.
I have something to tell you.

You got any work to do, rattu?

Thank you, ito.

Right over my back.

See who that is, ito.

Tell connelly memsahib
I wish to speak with her.

Get rid of your servant.

Ito?

Nearly a week ago,
I presented you with an ultimatum.

I'm still waiting for your answer.

I've thought about your ultimatum,
captain Boyd.

I intend to convey it
to Robert case on his return.

That should be at any moment.
You've made a wise decision.

You leave me with no alternative,
of course.

Why are you so vindictive?

I don't like wives who cheat.

Especially with half-castes.

And I don't like half-castes
who masquerade as officers.

I suggest you complain
to the war office who appoint them.

Your behaviour has made that
quite unnecessary.

In this instance, at any rate.

It's ironical that your husband
should volunteer for special mission

with your lover.

- Don't you think?
- Will you leave me, please?

Ito, help me to dress.

What is it?

I think it's lieutenant case.

Is there any sign of connelly?

No, sir.

Well, warn the sentries and send
case to me as soon as he gets in.

Sir.

Hmm... case.

- Where is captain connelly?
- He was captured, sir.

- Alive?
- Yes, sir.

We were ambushed
and became separated.

And you escaped, eh?

How?

I got away under cover of darkness.

I see.

All right, make your report.

Apart from their numbers,
which are growing daily,

the gilzhai now have
a new and formidable leader.

They call him Eli Khan.

So they're getting organised.

- What do you know of this man?
- Very little, sir.

Except that he was
educated in england.

He's reputed to be slightly mad,
but wily as a fox.

His headquarters
are a closely guarded secret.

We are badly under strength.

To meet a full-scale attack,
we'll need help from fort lakhan,

and they're about
three days' ride from us.

I don't think
Eli Khan is ready yet, sir.

And when he is,
he'll attack one fort at a time,

beginning with kandahar.

If I may suggest, sir...

I think there is still time
to evacuate the civilians.

I don't require your advice,
mr case.

You may go!

One moment.

You say you were separated
from captain connelly?

Yes, sir.

Then how do you know
he was taken?

I used these.

You saw him,
but you didn't go to his aid?

Are you saying that an officer
of your resources

failed to conceive any action

that might have resulted
in captain connelly's rescue?

Answer my question.

Why did you send me
on this mission, colonel?

To die like a hero, or to bring back
the information you required?

I ordered you
to answer my question!

There might have been
one chance in a thousand.

I considered I had no right
to take that chance.

Thank you.

May I presume to say, sir?

Well?

He's the only officer at kandahar

who could have failed
to come to connelly's aid.

That surely was his first duty.

He had every right to take the chance,
however slim.

Then, what can we expect
from a half-caste?

I was also wondering...

Go on, captain Boyd.

Whether his concern
for the civilians

extends beyond the wife
of captain connelly.

Elsa?

- Rattu, leave us.
- Sahib.

- Elsa, you shouldn't have come here.
- I'm sorry.

The other day,
captain Boyd came to see me.

He told me he was going
to inform Tom about us,

unless you resign
your commission.

Captain Boyd said that?

You haven't a chance, Robert.

You never did have.
They hate you.

Resign my commission?

Forgive me, Robert,

but I've decided that I want
to try and save my marriage.

It's too late, Elsa.

- What do you mean?
- Tom isn't coming back.

- You mean...
- He was taken by the gilzhai.

Oh... god!

Mercifully, he was killed instantly.

Are you telling the truth?

Yes.

Robert...

Oh, Robert.

Elsa.

He had no idea
of what was between us.

We didn't cause his death
by falling in love.

He went out on a special mission,
and he was taken.

It was his time to die.

Spoken like a true soldier!

You came back!

You condemn me because
I don't inflict myself with conscience.

It was you who came back.

A coincidence or a convenience?

- Is that what you really think?
- That's what everyone will think.

- Elsal
- I wish I'd never set eyes on you.

Because of Tom?

Or because people suspect
that you love a half-Indian officer

who had the impertinence
to push his way up from the ranks?

I have orders to place you
under close arrest.

- On what charge?
- Cowardice in the face of the enemy.

Bring in the prisoner.

Prisoner escort, shun!

Shoulder arms!

Quick march!

Halt!

This court finds you guilty of an act
of cowardice in the face of the enemy,

in that you deliberately,
and with malice aforethought,

deserted a brother officer,

relinquishing him
to the mercy of the enemy.

Have you anything to say
before sentence is pronounced?

The accusation is false.

I am innocent.

The court pronounces upon you
the sentence of ignominious discharge,

and a term of ten years' confinement
in one of her majesty's prisons.

Remove the prisoner.

Prisoner and escort, about turn!

Quick march!

Left wheel!

Halt!

- Who goes there?
- Rattu.

What is it, rattu?

Up there, the air whispers softly.

You fellows have an odd way
of asking for a breath of fresh air.

Help yourself.

Ten years in the glasshouse,
eh, mr case?

Must be hard on a man
who's used to his freedom.

Still, if it's any consolation,

they do say they may take you back
into the ranks... afterwards.

Whether you like it or not.

I wouldn't mind betting there'll be
a reception committee waiting for you.

You know, it's quite a novelty,
being able to talk to a...

- Quickly, sahib.
- But, rattu...

No talk now! Please, come!

Hurry, sahib!

Sahib.

We rest, sahib.

I think we'd better start
heading south.

It's a bit too close to
gilzhai territory for my liking.

The horses very tired, sahib.
A few minutes?

All right.

It is all right, sahib.

He is not to be harmed.
He is a friend of the gilzhai.

Is this the man
Eli Khan wants to meet?

It is.

Hitala wants you to know
he's your friend.

I'd like to know why.

You will find out
when you meet Eli Khan.

Eli Khan?

My master.

My name is Eli Khan.

Yes, I gathered that.

And yours...

Robert case.

Sit down.

Condemned by your own people
to ten years in prison.

Of course, I find
the english such a...

A barbarous race.

We ourselves do no such things.
We just...

Kill each other.

These are two of my chiefs.

You wonder why they fight?

- Yes.
- They quarrel.

One of them will die,
perhaps two,

and that will please my people.

Do you not think
it is an interesting idea?

It's a pity the english do not supply
such good sport for their people.

All the time I am thinking
of something new.

It keeps my people happy.

You're not very talkative.

I was wondering what
you had in mind for me...

By way of sport.

Eli Khan:
We will discuss that later.

In the meantime, I want you
to accept my hospitality.

- Eli Khan?
- Mm-hmm.

You seem surprised?

I'm surprised
at being alive for so long.

Do not gaze on the dark side
of the moon, my friend.

So. You're alive.

Be thankful to Allah.

You seem to know a lot about me.

I have eyes and ears,

and my servant, rattu.

I was under the impression
he was my servant.

He helped you to escape
from prison, didn't he?

Be thankful, englishman.

That is my sister, ratina.

Do you wish
to be introduced to her?

She's as wise
as she is beautiful,

but she's deceptive.

She has claws and teeth
like a mountain cat.

Ratina! I

this is the englishman
I was speaking to you about.

He wishes
to be introduced to you.

I'm deeply honoured.

Would you be interested to know
why you're still alive?

Very interested.

Because you're a good soldier.

But you have no-one to fight for,
and no friends to return to.

True.

There are always new friends.

You'll find many here,
amongst the gilzhai.

I make you a proposition.

Join me in my fight
against those who betrayed you.

- Join you?
- Why not?

There is hatred in your eye,
englishman.

Yes, there is hatred.

- Eli Khan: But not for me.
- No.

This is where you belong,
englishman.

You belong amongst the people
of the gilzhai.

I adopted the British.

On the contrary.

My informants tell me
that the British adopted you,

and then betrayed you,

and if they catch you now,
they'll kill you,

regardless of whether
you join me or not.

Do you want to die, englishman?

I have no fear of death.

This, I believe.

If I join you,

I shall want mercy for the civilians
and all prisoners taken.

Allah has guided your decision.

The people of the gilzhai are slow
to anger, but mighty in their wrath.

Together, we shall stamp
the english raj into the dust.

We shall show mercy
for civilians,

and all prisoners taken.

What are these games
he is teaching them?

That is not a game, my beautiful.

It is a military formation
known as the British square.

It is good to learn
some of the tricks of the enemy.

You trust this man?

Like my own brother.

- You killed our brother.
- That is why I trust him.

Six men watch him every day,

and every night.

One wrong move,
and he will join our brother.

- How long do we wait, Eli?
- Until I am ready.

Our people are growing restless.

There is an english saying, ratina.

"Run not, until you have
learned to walk."

Allah will tell me when to run.

One way or the other.

A troop of lancers has been sighted,
heading towards the fort.

It's probably a relief force
from lakhan.

- How many?
- A hundred men.

It is nothing.

All the more to die
when we destroy kandahar.

I have no intention
of waiting to be attacked.

On the open plain, one lancer
is worth twenty gilzhai.

I intend to send our patrols deeper
into enemy territory and draw them out.

Remember this, gentlemen,

the enemy isn't ready
for an all-out fight,

but they can never resist
a skirmish.

In this way, we'll
drain away their strength.

- Captain Boyd.
- Sir.

A and b troops
will proceed at dawn to ghaza pass.

Case...

My compliments to colonel drewe.

Is it possible that this...
This brigand is training them?

Yes, sir, I think this is possible.

They're certainly
using some of our tactics.

Mmm... as I suspected.

A savage will always return
to his own kind.

All the time he was in the hills,

he was no doubt
conspiring with Eli Khan.

With him has gone knowledge
of our dispositions,

our strength, and our methods.

At all costs, he must be found
and brought to justice.

I want villages searched,
destroyed if necessary,

prisoners taken and questioned,

extreme measures to be used
to discover this man's hideout.

No sign of him here, sir.

- How many prisoners?
- Six, sir.

- All right, we'll move on.
- Sir.

Connelly!

Rattu, come here!

Sahib?

Where does this man come from?

He lives in the pits, sahib,
where we keep the prisoners.

That was one of your men,
in case you didn't recognise him.

I did...

Just.

I asked him whether he'd prefer
to fight a starving tiger,

or fight for me.

He preferred to fight the tiger.

Oh, he fought very well, but when he lost
the use of one of his arms,

I decided to spare his life,
so I...

Shot the tiger.

That was magnanimous of you.

I'm curious to know why you didn't
make me the same proposition.

- Why should I challenge your pride?
- It isn't too late.

I have made
the same mistake before.

You'll be of far more use to me with your
heart full of hatred for your own people.

Oh, but, um...

Perhaps you'd care to come and
look at some more of my prisoners.

Nobody can escape from here
unless they go into the camp.

If they reach this far,
then my people throw rocks at them.

Oh, they all like an escape.

It gives everybody
such great entertainment.

Except for the prisoner.

We had another British soldier,
who was here for a long time.

I gave him the chance
to fight for me.

He said he'd rather die.

So he died.

Eli Khan, this man
is suffering a living death.

Let him die, too, swiftly,

with a bullet.

No, my friend.

While he lives,
he serves as a warning.

- You think I'll betray you?
- No.

But not because
you don't love me.

If you did love me,
I wouldn't trust you.

I trust only hate.

I trust your hatred
for the British.

Not for the British.
For one man.

That wouldn't be colonel drewe?

Do you wish to kill him?

I intend to kill him.

You're a man after my own heart.

We will grow to love each other.

Like I love my brother.

Ratina! I

Come on, hurry it up!

Get a move on! Look lively!

- Prisoners ready to move off, sir.
- Thank you, colour sergeant.

- We'll move on to the next village.
- Sir.

Message received
from peshawar, sir.

Hmm. I thought you said
this man had already arrived?

Yes, sir. He's outside now,
but you know how they are at peshawar.

The event first,
then the information.

All right, colour sergeant.
Send him in.

Sir.

The colonel will see you now, sir.

Mr marriott,
this is colonel drewe.

How do you do, sir?

Well, sit down, mr marriott.

Thank you.

I have been requested
to accord you certain facilities.

Perhaps you'll enlighten me
about yourself.

Yes, sir. Thank you.

My newspaper sent me out here
about a year ago,

on a roving commission.

Most of that time I spent
on the north-west frontier,

just travelling around
from one outpost to the other.

With an idiot servant as a bodyguard.

Up to now, we've been ambushed twice,
but somehow we're still here.

In short, sir,
I'm here to report the war,

and any side issue that might be
of interest to our readers back home.

Such as the court martial
of lieutenant case.

See who that is, ito.

May I speak
to connelly memsahib?

Elsa: The gentleman
may come in, ito.

I'm sorry to trouble you.

News travels fast at fort kandahar.

Yes, mr marriott.

News travels fast, when there's
little else to do but talk.

- Do sit down.
- Thank you.

I hope you'll excuse this intrusion,

and the subject I'm going to broach.
It's, er...

A subject I'm sure
that's still quite painful to you.

Go on.

I refer, of course,
to the sad loss of your husband.

Is the death of one soldier
of such great interest

to readers of the London times?

I understand that your husband
was deserted by a fellow officer,

who has since defected
to the enemy.

That is correct.

You knew this man?

I did.

May I ask you
how well you knew him?

I mean, did you know him well enough
to form a judgement of his character,

and the justice of his sentence?

What are you insinuating,
mr marriott?

- Well, nothing, believe me.
- Let us get to the point, shall we?

You are a news reporter.

You are searching
for a good story.

You've already heard something
to whet your appetite.

My suggestion is

that you continue to probe
for information in the officers' mess.

You will hear more gossip there than you
will ever experience in Mayfair tea parties.

I'm sorry, I, er...
I seem to have given offence.

I don't quite understand why,

or how.

Unless, of course, I have accidentally
touched on something intimately personal.

All I hoped to hear from you
was an opinion.

Quite unofficial, of course.

Just something to give me a lead.

You see, some of the officers
have suggested

that lieutenant case was not the sort
of man to desert a brother officer.

The evidence was circumstantial.

L... just wondered.

If I would verify that opinion?

Or not. According to your just views.

According to my just views,
case is guilty.

I see.

I must say, your reference
to gossip intrigued me.

But I really am only interested
in the basic facts.

The hard facts of life,

and death,

here on the frontier.

Thank you for your help.

I have twenty prisoners
for questioning, sir.

I'll join you in the guardhouse
in a few minutes.

You've never seen this man,
but you've heard of him?

- No, sahib.
- You're lying.

Some of your people have seen him.
Haven't they talked about him to you?

- No, sahib.
- Next!

If you don't tell me the truth
I'll fine you 200 rupees.

I'm a very poor man, sahib.
I have no money.

Then I'll have you beaten
in front of your wives.

- Sahib, I know nothing.
- All right, next man.

If you tell me where
the englishman is hiding,

- I'll give you 200 rupees.
- I don't know, sahib.

- And a herd of goats.
- I know nothing, sahib.

All right, take him away,
colour sergeant.

If you don't tell me the truth
I'll fine you 200 rupees.

- No, sahib...
- Where is the englishman?

If you tell me where
the englishman is hiding,

I'll give you 200 rupees
and a herd of goats.

I'll give you 200 rupees if you
tell me where the englishman is.

If you don't tell me the truth
I'll fine you 200 rupees.

You've never seen this man,
but you've heard of him?

You're lying.

Some of your people
have seen him.

Well?

They're too scared to talk.

They know if we find case,
we'll find Eli Khan.

That is precisely
why they must be made to talk.

- Give me your pistol.
- Sir?

Your pistol. Pistol!

Colour sergeant,
bring me a prisoner.

Any prisoner.

Stand him up against that wall.

Stand aside, gentlemen.

Now...

I want to know where
the english sahib is hiding.

I don't know, sahib.

- Talk.
- I don't know, sahib.

The next bullet is for you.

Talk.

No, sahib. I have a wife
and many children, sahib.

- Then talk!
- Not here, sahib.

They'll kill me.
Not here, sahib.

Take him to my quarters,
colour sergeant.

Oh, gentlemen, this is
mr jed marriott of the London times.

He's come to the north-west frontier
to report our activities.

I hope he doesn't find
life here too dull.

Colonel.

- May I ask you a question?
- You may.

Would you have killed that man
if he hadn't been prepared to talk?

Yes, mr marriott.

I would have killed him.

This is undoubtedly
where Eli Khan has pitched camp.

A cave, high up in the hills,
due west from kandahar.

If it's approached from the south,
along the goat track,

there is a good chance
of penetrating without being seen.

According to him, this area isn't patrolled
because it's almost inaccessible.

Well, I won't deny that
whoever undertakes the operation

may stand only
one chance in three of survival.

I shall want six volunteers.

One officer, one nco,
and four men.

The objective, to eliminate
the traitor, Robert case,

and, if possible, Eli Khan himself.

I should remind you, gentlemen,

that the death of Eli Khan
and his accomplice, Robert case,

may shorten the war
on this frontier.

Any questions?

I imagine the number required
will be exceeded by volunteers.

- I request permission to draw lots.
- Granted.

I have a request to make, sir.
Well?

Permission to
accompany the expedition.

Colonel, I've knocked
around the frontier for over a year.

I can handle a gun,
and I have no dependants.

Very well, but I accept
no responsibility for your safety.

Dismissed.

Right, come on!

You shall decide
how they will die, englishman.

We made a bargain.
Have you forgotten?

Oh, yes.

Mercy to all prisoners taken.

- Starting next week.
- Starting now.

Rattu!

They're not to be harmed,
do you understand?

The noble sahib has spoken.

Take them away.

- May I talk to you?
- Hitala.

My name is marriott,
of the London times.

- First, I'd like to thank you.
- Don't be over-elated.

Eli Khan has a convenient memory.

I'm a born optimist.

I ought to warn you.

If you're planning to make one move
I wouldn't approve of,

you might as well
start writing your own epitaph.

I came out here
to write about the war.

To report the facts.

Incidentally, I've heard
quite a lot about you,

but I want your side of the story.

Drewe calls you a brigand
and a traitor.

- I'd like to find out about that.
- Hitala.

Give this man a place to sleep.
Put a guard on him.

If he or anyone tries to escape...

Shoot them.

Sahib. It was one of the prisoners.

He disobeyed your orders.
I shot him.

Was that one of our men?

No. One of yours.

There's no doubt
whose side you're on.

You talk too much, marriott.

It's only by talking to people
that I can draw the truth out of them.

Look, I heard about your court-martial.
I thought it was a tough verdict.

But does that justify
what you're doing now, as a soldier?

I am no longer a soldier.

I was degraded
on a trumped-up charge

that would never prevail
in a civil court of law.

The judges were my enemies.

I'm curious about one thing.

You tried to fit into a society
to which you only half belonged.

But didn't you know
they'd never let you make it?

I believed there was justice.

But you were proud of
your uniform, was that it?

Very proud.

But the vultures started
pecking away at that pride.

Right. Now I'm back where I started,

with the people who won't blame me
for being half white.

Did Elsa connelly blame you?

What are the facts
about Elsa connelly,

and the husband that went
away with you on special mission?

I see.

The vultures
have been talking to you.

Get back to your quarters, marriott.

Do you know what I've been doing
for last twelve months?

I've been writing about puppets.

Soldiers in uniform to be killed.

Or to kill.

To love, to hate, to obey
the noble British raj.

Well, I've had all that, case.
And so have you.

Now, give me something
I can write about.

- Something that might help us both.
- I've nothing else to tell you.

Connelly was reported
"missing believed killed in action".

Now, is that the truth? Yes.

- Good night, marriott.
- Did you, at any time...

Good night!

I hope we can talk again.

In between battles, perhaps.

Good night.

Englishman!

The pit must have
a fascination for you.

You come here every day.

And every day you pass my cave.

I don't wish to disturb you.

Why do you come
so much to the pit,

where there is only
the smell of death?

Each day brings us nearer
to the final battle!

Good news.

Rattu tells me
that 400 men from ghaza

have moved into the hills
north of kandahar.

The men from ghaza
are men of peace, Eli.

They are no good to us.

I ride to teach them
the ways of war.

If they don't wish to learn then they will
make good rifle practice for the gilzhai.

When will you return?

Before the new moon.

The men of the gilzhai
are tired of waiting.

If I give them the word,
they will follow you.

Have you the courage
to lead them?

Why do you want to destroy him?
He's your brother.

So was the brother he killed.

You can do what you like now.

I heard there was a
British officer down here.

Why did you kill him?

If you were like he was,
would you want to live?

- Did he beg you to kill him?
- He couldn't beg!

So you did it to save him
from further suffering, eh?

Yes.

Did the fact that he was
Elsa connelly's husband help you

in this painful decision?

So he was the husband?

I thought so.

Connelly was reported missing
three weeks ago.

This man was taken prisoner
around about that time.

I hope you can settle
your conscience.

I have no problem
with my conscience.

Would you like
the widow to know?

I'll show you
you're wrong, marriott.

Before Eli Khan returns, I'm gonna
send you back to fort kandahar.

You can tell colonel drewe that he can
have safe conduct for the evacuees.

That includes mrs connelly.

- He won't believe you.
- Then it's up to you to persuade him.

I'll have to convince myself first.

Anyway, what is this going to prove?

It proves that if I shot connelly
to get him out of the way,

I'd hardly put Elsa
beyond my reach for all time.

She deserted you too, didn't she?

But I don't think you've forgotten Elsa
connelly. That's why I don't trust you.

- I've forgotten her, marriott.
- That'll be to be hard to prove.

See... I've met her.

And she's quite a lady.

Hard to get out of the system.

You were so flattered
to be loved by a lady.

You are a very serious image.
You must learn to smile.

That's better.

I'm waiting for your answer.
You remember?

Ratina, your brother
spared my life.

I know what it feels like
to be betrayed.

It won't be you
who has betrayed him.

Rattu has gone with him.

And rattu hates him
as much as I do.

Eli will never return.

But you have returned
to your own people.

I'd like a word with you.

I've decided to agree
to your proposal.

You can leave at sun-up.

I'll give you an escort
as far as the plain.

Englishman.

I'm trusting you.
I hope I won't be sorry.

Give me one good reason
why I should trust him.

I think I can satisfy you,
colonel.

He's not interested
in killing civilians.

Just you.

We share a mutual ambition.

All right, mr marriott,
I'll give the matter my consideration.

- Now, will you excuse us?
- Certainly.

Gentlemen,
I have some news for you.

A relief force left peshawar
yesterday at noon.

In view of this circumstance,

I feel I can spare an escort party
to accompany the civilians.

Do you think that case
will keep his word, sir?

After what marriott's told us,
I'm inclined to believe he will.

Arrange for them
to leave immediately.

Detail one nco and six lancers
to accompany them as far as keela.

Yes, sir.

Sahib!

Many people,
people from kandahar.

- Soldiers?
- Yes, sahib. Civilian people, also.

Who are they?

- Mostly civilians.
- English?

Traders from the fort and their families.
I said they could go free.

Those who come from kandahar
belong to the english.

No-one from kandahar shall live.

We fight soldiers,
not women and children.

Only I will decide
who will fight who.

Go and destroy them, englishman.

- Go now.
- I said no!

Then I will.

I said they will follow,

but when I tell them,
and not until.

Now release me.

Hitala! Bring my horse,
and thirty men to go with me.

You don't love the British.

So why do you try
to protect them?

Halt! Dismount!

Tired?

I'm all right, thank you,
mr marriott.

Ambush!

Take cover!

Firel

Mr marriott. Mr marriott!

Ratina:
One prisoner, englishman.

Murderer.

I didn't order the attack, Elsa.

I was powerless to prevent it.

You gave marriott your word.

I believed I could keep my word,

but circumstances
were against me.

Elsa: Circumstances
don't make you a murderer,

and I'm referring to Tom now.

Marriott told you? Yes.

Then he must have told you
why I killed him.

He told me what he believed,
but you were guilty of Tom's murder

from the moment you allowed him
to be taken by these savages.

You were powerless
to prevent that too, weren't you?

But you've never been powerless
to save your own skin.

Ratina: Hitala.

Take the woman and shoot her.

Is she your woman?

- No.
- Then why must she live?

Eli Khan!

Don't you think
you should welcome your brother?

And how are the claws
of my sweet, gentle sister?

My claws are always sharp, Eli.

As sharp as rattu's knife?

Keep out of sight
as much as you can.

Don't attempt to leave.
You wouldn't stand a chance.

300 men are on their way, englishman.
More are soon to follow.

He died with the knife
he used to try to kill me.

Somebody must have
offered him a reward.

I wonder who that could be.

Today the civilians
tried to leave fort kandahar.

And how many did you kill,
my gentle one?

All...

Except an englishwoman.

- Eli Khan: Hitala, wine.
- Yes, sir.

She is very beautiful.

I think you should see her.

Giusep, bring the englishwoman.

We ride against the British!

When, Eli? When do we attack?

Before the next sun
rises above the hills!

She's mine.

Take her away.

She stays,

with me.

You've changed
since I've been away.

I don't think I like that.

I'll give you a chance
to keep your woman.

We fight. Bring swords!

I'm going to kill you slowly,
englishman.

Eli! Eli! Eli!

Sahib! Sahib! Sahib!

It's all right.

How the devil did you get away?

Too busy watching the fight.
Case and Eli Khan.

Mr marriott, the gilzhai are riding
against the fort tomorrow.

Come on.

Hey!

Enough! Enough!

The woman ran away
during the fight.

English!

Why did she desert you
while you fought for her?

She has no love for me.

You regret this?

No.

She was the last link with
the people I imagined were my own.

Now she's gone,
the link is broken forever.

It is Allah's will.

Welcome.

You are chief of the gilzhai.

When you are ready, we attack.

I'm ready.

Tomorrow, then.

Tomorrow.

I pray to Allah
that we will be together.

Allah always answers my prayers.

We will be together.

Always.

If what you and mrs connelly
tell us is correct,

we must assume
a full-scale attack.

And you will be outnumbered
at least ten to one, colonel.

Thank you, mr marriott,
I'm aware of that.

- Colour sergeant.
- Sir.

Request all officers
to report to me immediately.

Sir.

Company, halt!

Take aim!

Firel

- Colour sergeant.
- Sir.

- Signal both flanks to advance.
- Sir.

Forward!

Get to your horse, englishman.

- Save yourself.
- Look.

Colour sergeant,
get your section and follow me.

Sir! Number one section!
On the double, move!

Spread out!
Colour sergeant, come with me!

Sir!

Drewe: Get the others!

All of you! Over here!

Deploy the men around
the base of the rock,

- and start climbing.
- Sir!

You take the left,
Jones and Cooper to the right.

You two follow me.

Drewe: Hold your fire!

You're leaving now, mr marriott?

Yes, colonel.

Well, I wonder what memory you'll
take back with you of fort kandahar.

Just the memory of one man.

A man whom I saw destroyed,
piece by piece.

A man who served
his regiment well,

but had the audacity
to believe that

his allegiance would be recognised.

Especially by his commanding officer.

A man who had the temerity to love,

but committed the sin
of being discovered,

and whose shade of skin
set the seal on his betrayal.

Oh, it's all right, colonel, I shan't
be sending that story to my paper.

In fact, I shan't be writing
about you at all.

I shall write about the brave men
who serve under you.

The men who think that you are great,
who trust you.

The men who fight
for what they believe is right,

and who will carry the flag as long as
they are alive to breathe the free air.

That's something worth writing about,
don't you think?

Goodbye, colonel.

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