All language subtitles for Shamshera (2022) (NetNaija.com)

History is our witness.

Because of traitors like Vibhishan
and Jaichand we became slaves.

This is a story about
the enslavement

of a tribe that was once the pride
of Rajputana Army.

We were called the Khameran.

We had a glorious past.

The jungles of Rajputana were
our world and our home.

RAJPUTANA

When the Mughals set their eyes
on Rajputana,

our brave and valiant ancestors

stood by the Rajputana army
to face the Mughal Empire.

Then Time turned
our world upside down.

The Mughals defeated Rajputana

and we, the Khameran, were uprooted
from our land

and driven into exile
to Kaza, North India.

Caste divisions dominated life
in Kaza back then.

Drunk with arrogance,

Kaza's upper caste threw us out,

believing that we were low caste.

Centuries passed.
Generations changed.

And slowly Kaza's desert
swallowed us up, one by one.

The end of the Khameran was near.

That is when he appeared,
to write a new chapter in our story.

He cared little for history,
nor hungered for praise.

He would say:

Bandits by duty, freedom our faith.

Such was the glory
of us Khameran.

SHAMSHERA.
'Bandits by duty, freedom our faith'

Shamshera

A storm encircling his breath

Eyes of an eagle in flight

No one can stop him

As he breaks across the sky
like the dawn

A dagger dug deep in his back

Darkness all around

The one who defies death

Is a man called Shamshera

Under Shamshera's leadership,

from brave soldier
we became fearful dacoits.

We no longer endured tyranny,
but inflicted it on Kaza's upper caste.

They imagined us attacking
every wedding and festival.

Shamshera

Shamshera

Shamshera

Shamshera

Shamshera

Shamshera

'Shamshera.'

We are the stars battling
the darkness

We shall spread bright light
across the sky

In our hearts dwells
a single obsession

That the world know us
as 'Shamshera'

Know us as 'Shamshera'

Fearing Shamshera, Kaza's upper caste
rushed to their new masters,

1871
INDIA

begging them for protection.

Shamshera and his tribe have made
our lives hell.

Only you can save us from these
savages, Governor Sahib.

These Khameran are the rewards
for your sins.

How long can animals endure whipping?

Ah, Inspector Shuddh Singh!

Yes, sir.

You know animals live in filth.

These wretched Khamerans have made
our jungles filthy.

Whereas we upper caste never
leave dirt out in the open.

We gather it.

There's a twofold profit for you
in this.

You'll get slaves for free,
and 50,000 grammes of gold.

Shamshera and his tribe
are our problem now.

Shamshera!

Anyone who challenges his might

Will be turned into dust

Anyone who tries to catch him
is in peril

Warn them loud and clear

Even nature trembles
before him

When he lifts his weapon

No one dares to come
in his way

When he strides forth

Pir!

Shuddh Singh, have heard many tales

of Shamshera's bravery.

Now I have proof of it.

Spare the white soldier's life.

How long can you hide
in these jungles?

They are many in number.

They have guns and gunpowder.

All they can do is to sever
our proud heads.

Besides, what use is living
branded as low caste?

Look, Shamshera, I may work
for the British,

but I am an Indian at heart.

That's why I bring my Indian brother

a proposal of great benefit.

The whites have given their word.

Your savages will live amongst them
in dignity.

You'll be given land miles away

from this whirlwind of prejudice.

Make your homes there.

The Khameran will rise again.

All you have to do is surrender!

It could be a trap.

Maybe it is.

But if they keep their word,

our next generations will live
in dignity again.

When we had surrendered,

the British gave us land
next to the Azaad river.

A so-called free land.

Inside the fort of Kaza.

When Shamshera entered the fort,
he knew he had made

a fatal mistake.

A mistake that every Khameran
would have to pay for.

With chains around our choking necks
and shackled wrists,

we were led into the fort,
now as slaves.

First our bodies were flayed,
then our souls were beaten down.

Our self-esteem was so deeply
damaged

that every Khameran feared
to even dream of freedom.

You wanted to see me, Shamshera?

I trusted you.

And you put a dagger in my back.

Because I did not have a sword!

Double the amount of gold
your upper caste gave us,

and you could have the freedom
of your tribe.

Kaza's upper caste gave us
50,000 grammes of gold

to wipe out your tribe.

Double it and free your
precious savages.

I accept, I accept.

On one condition:

Give it to me in writing,
on official paper.

What have you done, Shamshera?

How can we find the gold to buy
our freedom?

- Is this the future you promised us?
- Enough of this madness.

We regret trusting you.
We won't do it again.

Enough!

Let's go.

Listen to the Azaad river's waves.

Do you know why the river has
such life and force?

Because it is not imprisoned
within the walls of a fort.

Bandits by duty, freedom our faith.

Such was the glory
of us Khameran.

I have wounded our pride, Pir.

I will restore our lost glory,
come what may.

190 years ago when Nawab
Kazak-ud-Daula built this fort,

he dug a secret tunnel in it,
so he could escape his enemies.

This tunnel is said to lead
to the Azaad river.

If Shamshera could escape, he'd find
a way to pay the price of freedom.

Like one possessed, he began
to search for the tunnel.

The tunnel must be under
these dark waters.

Even if the tunnel exists,
we do not know how deep it is.

- That's what I will find out.
- Meaning?

The higher l climb,

the deeper I'll fall.

What you are about to do
is pure madness, Shamshera.

I'll throw the dice
for the last time.

If I win, then freedom is ours.

And our unborn child?

I want him to be proud of me.

Remember,

if I get caught,

disown me.

Disown me.

Think it over again, Shamshera.

I can only think of my people, Pir.

The Scholars came
from God's mouth.

The Warriors came
from His arms.

The Wealthy came
from His thighs.

The lower caste came
from His feet.

And you are the dirt
beneath those feet.

When the Maker Himself
made no place for you,

what gives you the right
to breathe?

You live thanks to the kindness
of the British.

And you wished to abandon
your people? Why?

You wanted to escape?

To leave Shuddh Singh's kingdom?

Don't you have a wife and child?

How old is this unborn insect?

Shall I hang you both
with your husband?

Shamshera is a traitor.

He was deserting us,
running away like a coward.

His wife has exposed him!

If a termite dies a termite's death,
all the more fun!

Remember,

when a stone hits his skin,
he must bleed.

- The traitor!
- Cheat!

- Don't spare him.
- He must die!

Well done!

- Put him to death!
- Hit him!

The enemy believed Shamshera's
death would crush our dreams.

But our story was about to begin.

Because the tide was impatient
to turn again.

25 YEARS LATER

The water has come!

The water has come!

Move!

Keep moving!

Get away!

My belt? It's gone.

Jump!

Here, Balli.

White ladies wear them.

They keep your hands cool.

Not all hands are the same.

Even ice can't cool the hands
of a Khameran.

What did you steal?

An English comb. Put it in your hair
and watch it move.

Let's see.

Ghungroo!

You need English hair for it to work.

Now tell me. You are Khameran,
so what am I?

An officer!

You scoundrel!

Look what's happened to us.
Don't turn them into thieves too.

Thieving runs in Khameran blood.

- I like making their blood boil.
- So, what are you?

I am not a Khameran.

Can't you see my uniform?
Be off with you!

You're the expert at escaping.

It runs in your blood.
You son of a damn traitor!

Tell me something new, Khajoori.

I've heard that line all through
my childhood.

Catch the traitor's son
and I'll return the stolen goods.

Stop right there!

Yes, my lord!

Throw me a salute

Day and night

Here comes the great one

Don't hold yourself back

Throw me a salute

Day and night

Here comes the great one

Don't hold yourself back

We thieve from thieves

We fill every lane with our madness

Say after me:
'Yes, my lord!'

Say after me:
'Yes, my lord!'

Yes, my lord!

On your guard!
Heads that bow are loyal

Everyone here is
at my beck and call

My breath blows
through these lanes

My hopes don't believe
in the impossible

I'm a man who dances
to his own tune

So what if I'm impatient?
That's a good thing

My breath blows
through these lanes

My hopes don't believe
in the impossible

I'm a man who dances
to his own tune

So what if I'm impatient?
That's a good thing

Yes, my lord.

We steal from thieves

We fill every lane with our madness

Say after me:
'Yes, my lord!'

Yes, my lord!

My lord.

Say after me:
'Yes, my lord!'

Say after me:
'Yes, my lord!'

On your guard!
Heads that bow are loyal

Everyone here is
at my beck and call

At my beck and call

Yes, my lord!

Come on, you Khameran.

Want to become an officer?

Ruin these children and hell
will close its doors on you.

Come. She'll take care of him.

Let's go.

Father ran away. Looks like mother
is going to run off too.

Does it make you happy teaching
children to steal?

It makes me happy making trouble
for these savages.

They are not bad people, Balli.

They're just scared.

And fear makes us humans
do terrible things.

Scared of what?

Do you know what they call me?

'The traitor's son.'

Stop this nonsense!

They have filled my heart
with poison.

Give me some more.

What great feat did my father pull off
to earn me this title?

Traitors are often cowards.

Was he a coward?

I'm giving you the chance
to rid yourself of your sin.

When I become an officer,

I will never come back to this hell.

Mark time!

1, 2, 1.

Turn right.

Mark time!

According to the new rules,
if any savage,

insect or Khameran is seen here,
he'll be shot on sight.

Upreti Sahib, I keep telling you,
I'm not a Khameran.

I've trained for years.

Just help me meet the Inspector.
I'll win medals too.

Why so keen to become
an officer?

Come to the training grounds
tomorrow.

- Sure?
- Sure!

You'll be the force's first
Khameran officer.

Khamerans, step aside!
An officer is approaching!

Pir Baba, you'll go up in flames,
cremating all these Khamerans.

I am not cremating them,
I'm putting them to rest.

The dead cannot know peace till
all our people are free.

You made trouble again?

Balli, if the officers see you,
they will shoot you.

So when can I show off your
training, Pir Baba?

What I teach you
isn't for show, Balli.

If I don't show them my skills,

how will I become an officer?
How will I escape this cage?

Like this.

Hold your breath longer.
That isn't enough.

But what for?

- What is this, Pir Baba?
- A new lesson.

Run!

You make me chase chickens,
geckos and bees.

You call this training?

Want to be an officer?

When I'm an officer, I'll have a gun,
and my own police station.

I won't be chasing bees.

Then stop. Don't run.

Enough for today, Pir Baba?

This is for your children.

Bloody bribe-taker!

Here comes the merchant's son.
What have you brought us?

The usual. Salt, oil, wood.
And here.

- Illiterate fool, what use is to you?
- The pictures make me dream.

Queen's crown will tour India.

Who owns this crown?

The Queen of England.

The Queen's crown will soon tour
the whole country.

You can join the tour.

- Why not!
- Go!

I'll take my Sona with me.

Is she coming?

Sona refuses to go anywhere,
but just loves coming to the fort.

- Who knows what attracts her here.
- If you had a heart, you'd understand.

- What don't I get, fool?
- Here's your money.

I don't want to invite sin
by touching Khameran money.

As if you were the son of
the Lord of Wealth.

- Your father became rich by stealing.
- Quiet, you rascal!

My father is a respectable
Nagina citizen.

- You'll get shot someday.
- Only if I'm caught.

The effect of your bewitching eyes

Is renouncing the world
in the name of love

Eyes that do not lure
have no price here

Words that do not seduce
have no worth here

Feel my heart beat fast,
it will never learn

I tease and taunt

Make you drunk with love

These bewitching eyes

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

They've cast their spell,
sullied my name

They've cast their spell,
sullied your name

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

Your dark eyes have weaved magic

Then why does kohl get blamed?

Your dark eyes have weaved magic

Then why does kohl get blamed?

Come, beloved. Let me hide you
under my lashes

Come, beloved. Let me hide you
under my lashes

I will look at no other lover
nor will you

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

Wonderful!

Bravo!

Move!

Closed doors

Broken promises

Love has turned many princes
into paupers

Laila lost her life for love

Manju lost his faith

Tales of their romance are told
in the cities of poets

Laila died, Majnu betrayed

Laila died, Majnu betrayed

But I won't break my promise
to you

He never breaks his promises

You are all I want,
so don't turn your eyes away

Just look at this poor lover

Reeling in love

You fell for my alluring looks

And paid a hefty price

These bewitching eyes

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
have done their job

These bewitching eyes
of yours

These bewitching eyes
of yours

Excellent!

These bewitching eyes
of yours

These bewitching eyes
of yours

When our eyes meet,
I surrender to you

When our eyes meet,
I surrender to you

She is my beloved,
why would she test my love?

She is my beloved,
why would she test my love?

Don't ask her to light
a lamp

When her beauty can set
the city on fire

These bewitching eyes
of yours

These bewitching eyes
of yours

The magic of your eyes

Your eyes

The magic of your eyes

The magic of your bewitching eyes
has done its job

Bravo!

Why do you keep following me?

What do you want?

You.

Where are they?

The Inspector is looking for them.

Will you wear them?

Like hell I will.

Wait, Sona.

Marry me.

Why? What's special about you?

Where are those rascals?

I'll keep you like a queen.

I'm already a queen.

Right?

But the day you become a king,

I might consider it.

Done? Can we go?

You look handsome
in your uniform, Balli.

Sir, he's here.

Who?

The man who wishes to become
the first Khameran officer.

Wishes? Or has a death wish?

Go away.

Go on, you can start!

- Damn you!
- Get away.

Wonderful! You're really amazing.

Act like an officer.

You're a proper officer.

Tell me, what is an officer's
primary duty?

To punish criminals, sir.

Bravo! You're smart too!

Shall I get you a criminal?

Balli...

Punish the culprit.

- He's just a child, sir.
- No, he's a Khameran.

An insect, filth, thief.

Thirty lashes.

Let's go.

Either you do it,
or I'll do the honours.

No matter what,

a Khameran will be punished today.

Punish me instead of the boy.

So be it!

Let Kesu go, sir.

Why? Let him watch.

One Khameran must watch another
being whipped.

If not, who will?
An upper caste?

Kesu.

Look there.

Kesu.

You could never be an officer,
you fool.

A Khameran always a Khameran.

Balli...

With your background, your caste
and your status,

he wanted to rule over you vermin.

Can a lowly insect ever touch
the sky?

Anyone who has tried
has been punished.

Move aside. Balli!

The traitor's blood flows again.

Shall I ask them to start
the stoning?

Shall I give him the same death
as his father?

Your blood is cursed, woman.

If we had hung you with your husband,

you would not need to see this day.

Why doesn't mother tell me
how father died?

Did they kill him?

Come. Let me apply medicine.

I got thirty lashes, Pir Baba.

But your silence stings more than
those lashes.

What could your mother have said?

Your father had a heart of gold.

Even so, they stoned him
and then hung him.

It was I who threw the first stone.

It was I who defamed him
by calling him a traitor.

My Shamshera was not a traitor.

He was our leader.

Your savages will live
in dignity. Just surrender.

You cannot save your tribe
from our onslaught.

But if they keep their word,

our future generations will live
in dignity.

I accept.

'Bandits by duty, freedom our faith.'

We were once so glorious!

I will restore our lost glory,
come what may.

The higher l climb,

the deeper I'll fall.

Do you know what they call me?

'The traitor's son.'

The traitor's blood flows again.

Shall I ask them to start
the stoning?

Your blood is cursed, woman.

Balli!

Shamshera's blood runs
in your veins.

I was worried that you'd become
fearless like him.

Balli!

Come down.

Balli, get down!

Give me that gun! Get down.

Get down, you damn traitor's son!

We fled under the cover of night,

while he blinds us with sunlight.

A storm encircling his breath

Eyes of a flying eagle

No one can stop him

As he breaks across the sky
like the dawn

Sir, we've found the rascal's body.
But we can't identify him.

The well creatures have
chewed up his face.

Once you leave the fort,
they'll take you for dead, Balli.

They'll think the dead Khameran
was you.

Memorize this map.

AZAAD RIVER, KAZA FORT, JUNGLE

Follow the Azaad river's flow.

It will show you the way.

Once you enter the world outside,

remember, every Khameran's dream
of freedom is now tied to you.

You do not know the way
nor do you know your destination.

If you should lose your way,
listen to the Azaad river.

It will take you to a high mountain.

You must cross that mountain.

When night falls,

keep your eye on the
brightest star in the north.

It will show you the path ahead.

At dawn, make your way
to the valley.

There you shall see the mountain's
shadow. It will point you

to Nagina City.

There's a small town on Kaza's
southern border.

With the Goddess's blessings,
you'll find Doodh Singh there.

He'll help you in your mission.

That is if he's still awaits his leader,
Shamshera.

Hey, Uncle.

Stop, will you?

Let go of me, you fool.
What are you doing?

- Why are you making my life hell?
- Where is Nagina?

Perched on my head!

Stop, you rascal.

Raasho?

- Raasho?
- Who's that?

- Balli.
- Balli!

- What are you doing here?
- I escaped.

Catch that thief.

He's selling Nagina's temple bells.
The atheist!

Shamshera?

I heard my father speak of him.

Balli, these white rogues won't spare
their own fathers even.

So can you trust them? Even if
you give them the stolen gold?

What matters to them is the gold's
glitter, not where it came from.

Their greed will free us.

'This jungle was once ruled
by a fierce lion.

'He kept leaping high,
trying to touch the sky.

'No garland around his neck,
no crown on his head.

'But his gait was that of
the king of the jungle.

'He could dethrone any king,
this strong-minded Khamera.

'An embodiment of courage!
His name was Shamshera.'

Did you know my father?

Tell me.

The same eyes, the same features,

the same charming gait.

Just like my old friend.
Untie me. Give me your hand.

Who are you?

I was your father's companion.
I drew this map.

I'm the man you were looking for.
Uncle to you.

Doodh Singh?

Shamshera was far-sighted.

He always said:

'If friendship is based on fear
and vulnerability.'

'it can never be fully trusted.'

So when he surrendered
to the English,

he left behind some of us
Khamerans.

Nagina!

This city of temples gave us shelter.

Hide your mark.

This city is full of people
with something to hide.

Some hide their shadows,

others their sins.

What could be a greater cover
than religion?

BABA HAS TAKEN AN OATH OF SILENCE...
PLACE DONATIONS IN THIS BOX

So that's what we did.

We hide our identity and blended
in with the folk here.

NAGINA CENTRAL ARMOURY

How dare you touch my horse?

Think you're better than this animal?

You good-for-nothing,
you dirty vermin.

Move!

For twenty-five years, many of us
lived amongst people

who despised us.

The Nagina city ends here.

And the jungle starts here.

As time passed, the weak-willed
accepted their new lives.

But others still dreamed of freedom.

So whenever we could,
we met in this jungle.

We believed our Shamshera
would return

in some shape or form

and free us.

Dada.

'If unseen, a Khameran
can escape death.'

This became the mantra
for our survival.

Some of our men died
waiting for Shamshera.

And those who live stand before you.

Dada, Gulfi, Gajendra,
Malhaar's son Bhura

and Pitambar.

Look at him!

The boy stands tall as a mountain.

But that is only natural,

after all, he's the son of Shamshera!

Our time has come.

Draped in a shroud, he came
to bury the enemy alive

Like a healer, he gave his foes
a dose of his own medicine

What are you staring at?

If you like them, wear them.

Balli?

Where the hell were you?

- I went on a trip.
- A trip?

A trip!

- I'll show you a trip.
- Are you mad?

- Thick-skinned fool!
- The tent's on fire.

So you drowned?

The others fell for it. I didn't.

I know that.

What do you want?

Have you gone mad?

Shuddh Singh is already
after my blood.

Fool! You want to challenge
the English all alone?

I'm not alone. I have a gang.

A gang...?

Now tell me. Will you help me?

This time you're dead.

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

A fierce lion once ruled this jungle

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

He kept leaping high

Trying to reach the sky

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

No garland around his neck,
no crown on his head

But he behaved like
the king of the jungle

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

Go there!

Move it!

Look inside!

Open up! Open the door.

'Dacoits have attacked
the armoury in Nagina.'

Read this, sir?

Draped in a shroud, he came
to bury the enemy alive

Like a healer, he gave his foes
a dose of his own medicine

Kaza is heaving with gold, Balli.
But we don't have enough men.

- Who are you?
- Chooha.

I was the horse, donkey and cook
at the merchant's wedding.

I breathed again when I saw you
robbing the merchant's house.

I've had it.

I cooked for them, saying
I was of another caste.

- But I am a pure Khameran.
- Bravo!

So even merchants are eating
food cooked by Khamerans now!

Let me join you. I can dig.

Then dig!

I hear there's a new dacoit
in Kaza.

He robbed Thakur Maan Singh.

A Thakur? Don't forget
this is a Nawab's shop.

- Nawab Sahib!
- Where's my safe going?

RAM NARAYAN GOLD-SILVER SHOP

Give me a puri.

You'll find Khamerans hiding everywhere.

They won't come out in fear
of the British.

They were scared.

The Khameran have turned
into mice like me.

Shamshera's return has made them
roar like lions.

Every mouse, jackal, fox
and wild bull will have its day

Their time will come

Whoever confronts us will die
a sweet death

Their time will come

They will spray gunfire

in every direction

To the beat of the drum,
if lightning strikes,

we'll strike back

See it fall. See it rise

Like a rising star

No, no.

We know nothing. Swear to God.

Even if we knew,
would we tell you?

MASKED DACOIT INFORMER GET A REWARD
OF FIFTY GOLD COIN

'Attention!

'Anyone providing information
on the masked dacoit will receive

'a reward of fifty gold coin.'

Brother Balli.

Look! There are posters of you
on every Kaza wall.

Excellent!

They call you 'the masked dacoit'.

What is it?
Why are you closing the door?

What if the masked dacoit shows up?

Open the door! Open it!

Long live our Guru!

Long live our Guru!

Let us cross the skies

Cry out as we attack

As we forge ahead

We are the weapons all enemies fear

Stop!

A dagger dug deep in his back

Darkness all around

The one who defies death

Is a man called Shamshera

Draped in a shroud

He came to bury the enemy alive

Like a healer, he gave his foes
a dose of his own medicine

The British have assigned an army
officer to catch the masked dacoit.

Have they lost complete...
faith in you?

He has robbed weddings and festivals.

You know that dancing girl, Sona?

Her tabla player was saying,

before they can even their show,
the dacoits show up.

When was the first robbery?

The night of the officers' party
at Nagina armoury. 18 March.

- Who was performing there?
- Sona.

And the second robbery?

On the 22nd.
Thakur Maan Singh's mansion.

And without Sona
there's no celebration.

The 25th, Lala's new shop opening.
Sona was performing there too.

On the 26th, Lala Haldiram's.

Bring Sona here!

Let her entertain me this time.

First, I will skin you alive.

Then stuff you with straw

and hang you in the village square.

Anyone who helps the masked dacoit
will meet the same fate.

Well? Do you think he'll come?

She's pure gold, sir.

How long can he resist?

The day I saw you dance at the fort,
I wanted to cover you with kisses.

Now I want to whip that same body
till you bleed.

It would be painful either way,
Inspector.

Hope that didn't hurt?

'You're inviting trouble by eyeing
the lioness.'

Who was that? Who spoke?

'The lion is now awake.

'There's no hiding place
under the sun

'All you can do now is run.

'Run, run!'

- Why did you come?
- Huh?

Why did you come, you fool?

- To save me, or to get me killed?
- No, not now.

Gold in any shape or form
does not suit you, Inspector.

Uncle, get the paint.

It's time to leave our mark.

KAZA POLICE HEADQUARTER.
'SHAMSHERA.'

Get moving!

Tell me.

Where did this new Shamshera
appear from?

What the hell is going on here?

Stop this madness!

He's the white officer who's come
to catch the new Shamshera.

Calm down!

Calm down!

Calm down!

65 of your men are wounded,
but not even one of his.

Colonel sir.

Indian dirt, only Indian hand
can clean.

White hand get black, sir.

No need, sir.

You go back, sir.

Inspector Shuddh Singh,

this is our Queen's crown.
We protect it.

Do you know why it's been touring
India for the past three months?

So that all Indians will know
who their rightful ruler is.

The Queen must be respected.

Shamshera is the dirt
on this crown.

And that dirt will fall on me first.

Indian dirt make hand get black.

Today the Indian hand needs
the hammer of the British.

Inspector sahib, have a good day.

Wear this.

What is this? Why did you bring me
to this jungle?

There she goes again.

Why did we invite more trouble?

- She's all right.
- Quiet. She's your sister-in-law.

Why did you rescue me?

Should I have married you off
to Shuddh Singh?

Why not? At least I'd be
an Inspector's wife.

Now I've had it.

He used to suspect I was your spy.
Now he knows it's true.

So tell me. What do I do?

She asks what to do.

I say: 'Marry him'.

So, marry me.

Marry my shoe if you want.

Then I'll have to live at your feet.

Stop dreaming, Balli.

I'm wide awake.
Now marry me.

You're not that special anymore.

In your shade

I could sleep

In your mist

I could lose myself

Lose myself

I could wander the world
with you

And teach you the language
of love

In your shade

I could sleep

In your mist

I could lose myself

You are that intoxication

That makes me want to touch
the sky

Your love, my madness

I can be the one you want

Your love fills me with heady joy

I can become the colour
of your desire

I am lost in my love for you

I can take the form you want

Your love, my madness

I can be the one you want

The rain of your love fell

Flooding me with desire

This boundless love

Is ours for all to see

The rain of your love fell

Flooding me with desire

This boundless love

Is ours for all to see

The rain of your love fell

Flooding me with desire

This boundless love

Is ours for all to see

Don't indulge in purposeless talk

Or you'll loose the magic
of this moment

If you allow this idle night
to pass us by in vain

You cannot blame me
for leaving

Wait! Let me open my heart
to you

Let my heart say what it will

I live for you and only you

Seeking myself only in you

Your love, my madness

I can be the one you want

Your love fills me with heady joy

I can become the colour
of your desire

Your love, my madness

I can be the one you want

The rain of your love fell

Flooding me with desire

This boundless love

Is ours for all to see

The rain of your love fell

Flooding me with desire

This boundless love

Is ours for all to see

A white officer has come
to catch Shamshera.

I hear he put Shuddh Singh in his place.

So, they've called an army officer?

He came of his own accord.

They say he chooses
his own missions.

It's not a calamity in name.
Not good news all the same.

Rumour has it

he was about to be promoted
and sent back to England,

but he refused to go.

He said he was too attached
to India.

He speaks Hindi like an Indian.

- I see the merchant likes him.
- Be quiet, you fool.

- What does he look like?
- He's tall and strong.

Freddy Sahib loves playing
'lath-baazi'.

He'll be chief guest
at the wrestling bout.

We'll meet him there.

- What are you saying, Balli?
- You'll meet him?

You'll die, fool. You're digging
your own grave.

I want to thank him for showing

that nasty Shuddh Singh
his place.

Come on! Get him.

'Lath-baazi' competition

I'm sure you're dying to get in there.

Come, Colonel Sahib!

Taste Indian soil
and face our fighters.

Why not? Why not?

Attention, everyone!

Our chief guest, Colonel Freddy Sahib,
will join in the contest.

Is there anyone worth his salt
who can take him on?

Is there no young man
who will meet his challenge?

No one?

Looks like you've won the bout
before even it's begun.

Colonel Sahib!

Finally!

Have you lost your mind?
Are you mad?

Shall we start?

That's great! Finally, a lion.

You'll meet many more lions
when the time comes, Sahib.

Lions don't wait for Time.

Twenty-five years ago, a lion
fought before its time.

But he was killed.

I have heard many rumours.
Now I see it with my own eyes.

What?

That an army officer is here
to catch Shamshera. Dead or alive.

Alive, hopefully.

Looks like Sahib is enamoured
with Indian rebels.

I love the country, not its rebels.

So why alive?

Every rebel has a story.

It's important to understand it.

For that you must know his history
and people, Sahib.

They are called

Khameran!

Shamshera dreams of their freedom,

and I will fulfill that dream
at any cost.

Shamshera!

Now is not the time to
call out my name.

Shamshera has not come
to kill you, but to test you.

You've passed the test.

Surrender and you will live.

Sahib.

You are our guest, Sahib.
So you must be respected.

For that you must know his history
and people, Sahib.

They are called Khameran.

They signed a treaty of freedom
but were turned into slaves.

Shamshera?

I saw him dying, sir.

He was stoned to death by his
own people twenty-five years ago.

Who knows where this new
Shamshera has come from.

100,000 grammes of gold.

It's insane that he even thinks
he can collect that.

It's not insane, Wilson,
it's desperation.

They were free men once and they want
that freedom back.

According to our estimate,
they're halfway there.

Sir, does he really believe
that the British government

will accept his stolen gold
for the freedom of his tribe?

Shamshera's plan hinges on the greed
and corruption of the Empire.

Colonel Sahib...

Move!

It's a wedding, sir.
You must all come.

Whose wedding is it?

Mine, sir!

What!

Old wife dead, sir.

So, bringing new fresh wife.
Very fresh.

Attention, everyone!

Come, Colonel Sahib!

- Our chief guest...
- Shall we start?

Shamshera dreams of their freedom.

What are you looking for?

'The British government of Kaza
must prepare to welcome us.

'We have started to amass
the price of our freedom.

'Shamshera.

'See you at the wedding.'

Shamshera's next attack will be
at your wedding.

He can't be that big a fool.

There will be enough gold at your
wedding to end his looting.

This could be his last robbery.

He wants to show us our place
and prove his own importance.

Very well, Sahib.

How can one stop
an uninvited guest?

Reconsider.

The white Sahib's army
is waiting for you.

If we're successful today,

then this will be the last time
we'll need to rob to gain freedom.

Shall we go?

- Pour the ghee into the sacred fire.
- Why not?

'Piping hot the ghee is flowing.
No trace of shame showing.'

Svaha.

You making halva?

Balli, the Inspector is watching us.

So what! Pay your respects.

My respects.

Inspector, did that hurt?

- Pull me!
- Come on up!

Who'll straighten me up?
Your father?

This shiny gold will blind you.
Out with it!

Give me your gold.

Shall I dig it out?

Take this, lady, and go.

Don't come back again today.

Go, child.

Go!

Hold it!

Shuddh Singh, what the hell?

Forgive me, Colonel sir.

We'll meet again, Sahib.

Pitambar!

Pitambar!

Hold onto him!

Balli!

Bhura, the bag of gold will fall.

Pitambar!

Pitambar, Pitambar.

Pitambar, Pitambar.

Pitambar.

You'll be fine.

Pitambar!

Brother Balli.

Look! There are posters of you
all over Kaza.

Bravo! Excellent!

- She's all right.
- Quiet. She's your sister-in-law.

If we stay here,

those scoundrels will find us.

They will take the gold from us.

We must separate

and go back to our old lives.

Balli...he's right.

For now, it is safer for us
to live in disguise.

What do you say, Bhura?

Pitambar!

You'll be fine.

Very well.

We'll split up for now.

And meet here at sunrise
on the morning of Diwali.

The blood in your veins is yet
to flow

It matters little if you die

Your name will last forever

Your name will last forever

Bhura.

He died in my place.

You can be frightened

Yes, you can be broken

In time you will learn
to gather yourself

And be mighty again

You are that phoenix

That shall rise again

Uncle...

Any work for me?

You'll get one paisa a day.
Take it or leave it.

Come on. Move along.

TILAKRAM PANSARI

The sky belongs to you

Drape yourself in bravery

Forge ahead

This is your final battle

The blood in your veins still flows

Even if death comes

It won't be able to destroy you

You can be frightened

Yes, you can be broken

In time you will learn
to gather yourself

And be mighty again

You are that phoenix

That shall rise again

That shall rise again

Move!

You shall rise again

You shall rise again

The earth or the sky has swallowed
Shamshera.

We have to find him.

That scoundrel has polluted
my house.

Now Shuddh Singh will wipe him out.

Easy.

Sit.

Are you here to work?
Or laze about?

Coming, Sahib.

Don't move from here.

Diwali is a few days away.
Stay strong till then.

Am I anything like my father?

Or am I just leading them
to their deaths?

Calm your thoughts, Balli.

You said the day I became king,
you'd accept me.

Didn't you say that?

I could not become king
for you or for the Khameran.

I could not become a king.

You were always a king.

Only you didn't know it.

And now, we won't
let you forget it.

Listen, O man of the world

Listen, O man of the world

Water!

Those who thunder down their path

They do not live in doubt

Those who are ready
for the sacrifice

Do not live in the fear of death

BABA HAS TAKEN AN OATH OF SILENCE...
PLACE DONATIONS IN THIS BOX

Sahib, it's almost Diwali.

Will that demon's shadow
fall on our festival?

When will you catch Shamshera?

Without your help, it's impossible.

Speak!

The white officer says if you see any
strangers near your shop or home,

let us know at once.

Thakur, may I speak?

Colonel Sahib...

Now that you have gulped the ocean

And have survived hell

You are proclaimed the saviour

You are the saviour

Your fury is like a whirlwind

The divine speaks through you

You are proclaimed the saviour

You are the saviour

The blood in your veins still flows

Even if death comes

It won't be able to destroy you

It won't be able to destroy you

You can be frightened

Yes, you can be broken

In time you will learn
to gather yourself

And be mighty again

You are that phoenix

That shall rise again

You shall rise again

You shall rise again

You shall rise again

You shall rise again

The gold is safe.

And our men?

We set out as a whole group,

but return broken.

Pitambar dying was the beginning
of our end.

We will die chasing the illusion
of freedom.

So, we'll die.

If we die for each other,

who will enjoy the fruits of freedom?

Our people will, Bhura.

They're still enslaved in the fort.

The enemy is too strong for you.

They will feed on us like vultures.

And I am not ready to die.

Bhura!

I told them you could not be
persuaded.

- Go inside.
- Uncle, Balli?

Save Balli!

Sona!

Balli!

Sona!

- Sona!
- Balli!

Balli.

Bhura!

Balli!

Sona is back there.

Sona is back there.

Oh, you're pregnant?

Come here!

You've told us everything.

Now tell us where the gold is.

- No, Bhura, no.
- Quiet.

Tell us where the gold is.

No, Bhura, no.

You scum! You have endangered
our future.

Fire!

No end to your breeding.

Enough.

You had your fun, Shuddh Singh,
now stop.

Your wife and child are safe
with the white officer.

We must go, Balli.
Listen to me.

As long as you're alive,
they'll come to no harm.

Hey you, old lady!

Old lady!

Old lady!

Who'll unload the goods?
My father?

The situation is desperate.

Dada, Gulfi uncle and Bhura are dead.

Sona and the gold are
both in their custody.

- And Balli?
- Balli...

Balli and Doodh Singh have escaped.
But I don't know where they are.

Come on, hurry.

I am a father now, uncle.

But my wife

and my child are in the hands
of the enemy.

And so are thousands of Khameran
who dream of freedom.

What you are about to do

is pure madness.

I'll throw the dice for the last time.

If I win, then freedom is ours.

And your Shamshera will stand proudly
before you.

Smile, sir. Smile.

You may not smile now.

But at least, you can face the Queen.

You, mother...

Mother Queen's crown
coming to Kaza, sir.

We both go salute, sir!

ROYAL TOUR OF ST. EDWARD'S CROWN, INDIA

Anyone who challenges his might

Will be turned into dust

Anyone who tries to catch him
is in peril

Warn them loud and clear

Even nature trembles
before him

When he lifts his weapon

No one dares to come
in his way

When he strides forth

A dagger dug deep in his back

Darkness all around

The one who defies death

Is a man called Shamshera

A dagger dug deep in his back

A dagger dug deep in his back

Darkness all around

Darkness all around

The one who defies death

The one who defies death

Is a man called Shamshera

Is a man called Shamshera

SHAMSHERA

DAINIK DARPAN

'Shamshera steals the Queen's crown.'

Master, he's stolen the crown!

A government who couldn't save
their Queen's crown,

can they protect us merchants
from that devil?

He stole the crown under
their very noses.

Who the hell is this Shamshera?
How dare he humiliate the Empire?

I'll get the crown back, sir.

Just the crown will not satisfy
the Queen.

I want this Shamshera's head with it.
Or I'll have yours.

Hello?

They say you couldn't even save
your Queen's crown.

What heartless people they are!

Don't worry, sir.

I am with you.

What was that?

FREDDY YOUNG.
COLONEL. 59 SCINDE RIFLES.

'In 48 hours, Shamshera will
meet you at the Kaza fort.

'He will return your honour to you
and take our freedom.'

Close the gates!

Quick!

No one is allowed out.

Shamshera has stolen the crown
to save the Khameran.

- What?
- Yes.

If he keeps his word,

he will come to the fort tomorrow
morning

and free his people.

Really?

He stole the crown!

You dare laugh!

No Khameran should stay inside.

Drag them out of their houses.

Attention!

Balli!

You should've trusted us, Sahib.

Balli, we've been cheated.

We haven't been cheated.

The white officer has.

Get out of the way, my friend!

Didn't you show me that
English newspaper?

Now you will read this news
in heaven.

'The white man died at
Shamshera's hands.

'Shamshera died at Shuddh Singh's
hands.'

In whose hands did the crown land?

In yours, sir!

Brother Balli!

Balli is alive!

Balli!

- He stole the crown to save us.
- Has he come to free us?

Balli is Shamshera.

Balli!

Master!

How do I look?

Like the king of Hindustan!

Take this.

The first gift from your king.

Balli!

Balli!

You people killed Balli's father.

You stoned him.

You will have to answer
for every drop of his blood.

Answer for what?

He was a damn traitor.

He ran away to save us.

His wife called him a traitor
to keep us all alive.

Balli!

Balli!

Balli!

If you are already dead within
what's the point of living.

Our fear that killed Shamshera
twenty-five years ago,

that same fear

will kill my son now.

Your name will last forever

A corpse dangling on a rope.

Its head split open.

Maggots crawling from it.

And a body without life.

That's how your father died.

Be grateful I'm granting you
an easy death.

Balli!

This jungle was once ruled
by a fierce lion.

He kept leaping high,
trying to touch the sky.

He could dethrone any king,
this strong-minded Khamera.

An embodiment of courage!

His name was Shamshera.

I trusted you.

And you put a dagger
in my back.

So you would not live
to see this day.

Shamshera is a traitor.

Go.

Pir Baba!

Found it!

Time to be purified,
Inspector sahib.

A corpse dangling on a rope.

Its head split open.

Maggots crawling from it.

And a body without life.

That is how our Shamshera died.

Be grateful I'm granting you
the same fate.

'I leave something of greater value
than the price of our freedom,

'your honour.

'Shamshera.'

Shamshera!

Shamshera!

Bandits by duty, freedom our faith.

Such was the glory of us Khameran.