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They killed him, Imad.

Carbide.

They killed him.

How did this happen, Shazia bhabhi?

I don't know.

He was in really bad shape when he got home.

He was coughing a lot.

He said there was a leak in the factory--

MIC?

I don't know, Imad.

His eyes were swollen and red, ready to pop out.

As if someone had thrown chilies in his eyes.

They were burning.

He was breathing heavily.

He was coughing hard and vomiting blood.

As if his lungs would explode.

Do you know what this means?

Cherry-red discoloration.

He had decided to quit this job.

I asked him not to.

It was me.

I thought we could save up some more money--

No, bhabhi, this isn't your fault.

A little money…

The factory is to blame.

What did the company say?

Keep quiet.

Quiet.

Keep quiet.

Keep it, bhabhi.

For Salima.

For both of them.

It smells like bitter almonds.

It's poison. Hydrogen cyanide.

I promise you, bhabhi,

I may not be able to bring Ansari back,

but I won't let Carbide forget him.

Where have we come? After taking the journey together…

Sir, you're the superintendent.

Please help me out. They'll listen to you.

Not my department, Uncle-ji.

Sir, give it a try at least.

My passport and my mother's death certificate is in it.

- If it's lost-- - Your luggage is gone for good.

Get a duplicate copy of the certificate. Now excuse me. Namaste.

It has my mother's death certificate.

No one is listening to me.

Vinod-ji, you seem very happy today.

Quit it, Ashok-ji.

If it weren't for the passengers, this job would be perfect.

- Sweets? - My wife sent these from Nagpur.

But what's the matter?

The usual nonsense. A hundred people lose their luggage every day.

Am I a fucking nanny looking for lost bottles of milk?

- Benedict. - Sir.

All good?

Yes, sir. All routine, sir. Just that Bhopal is offline, sir.

Sir-ji! Vinod-ji!

General Manager… Inspection… I just heard about it.

What's the ruckus about? What's the problem?

There's a problem. My friend called me from Bombay.

Rati Pandey sahab is on his way.

He's coming to Itarsi for an inspection.

That psycho's still in the Railways?

That's an excellent tip.

- Your snacks are on me today. - Thank you, sir-ji.

Everything must run smoothly tonight. And listen up.

He's the General Manager, not God who would magically appear before us.

He will come aboard his GM Special.

Check with the nearby stations and find it. Quick.

But Bhopal is still offline. What do we do?

I'm unable to make contact. I think line repair is going on.

- What's the next train to Bhopal? - Sir, Gorakhpur-Bombay Express.

It'll reach in a few hours.

The comms should be back by then. Search somewhere else for now.

Come on, wake up. Start making calls. Shall I get you chai?

No, sir, I am doing it.

Salima, move back, darling.

There's a nip in the air. You'll fall sick.

Come back. Get back here.

She's always up to some mischief. Always.

Sit properly now.

Are you hungry too, my boy?

Bad manners. Offer it to her first.

Didi?

She's got a stomach bug. She ate some junk in Jhansi.

Okay.

That's okay, darling. Come on, sit back. Sit down.

- Well, that's natural. - Is that so?

Good heavens.

One of my neighbors was a Sikh man who had a grocery store.

They burnt his shop down.

Why? What was his fault?

That he gave free candies to the neighborhood kids?

Or that he gave groceries on credit to the poor?

And now, he's lost everything.

And this gentleman says it's "natural."

You don't think so? Our Prime Minister was assassinated.

The Prime Minister! Don't you get it?

The anger is but natural for a couple of days.

- Isn't it? - A couple of days?

- Of course. - It's been a month.

The newspapers are still full of these stories.

Then stop reading the newspapers. Who's asking you to?

Is anyone forcing you?

Right. I should stop reading the papers.

Then I'll shut my eyes and ears too. They've killed 3,000 Sikhs.

Three thousand Sikhs.

Look, when a big tree falls, the earth trembles. Okay?

- Sure. - Yes.

Are you going to make the whole earth tremble here?

- Guard's here. - Keep it low and keep it calm.

Or you'll be deboarded at the next station. Okay?

It's a public train, not the living room of your house.

My advice is to stay away from politics.

It'll just add to your stress, that's all.

Come on, get to sleep now. Go on.

Go on.

Don't stay up all night. Go to sleep.

Come on, off to sleep.

- All the keys are here. - Okay, I'll get going.

Sir, the freight train is ready. I've given the keys to the night guard.

Now what, sir?

What do I do next?

Nothing. Just relax.

When the communication repair crew's work is done,

we have to get them from the other side of the station.

Until then, relax.

Damn, it's so cold, my balls are frozen.

What are you laughing at?

Hand me the torch.

Is it even working?

Yes, it's working.

- Be right back. - Okay, sir.

Your kind attention please.

82 UP Gorakhpur Express is scheduled…

Where the hell is Kaamil? We've been waiting for three hours.

We would've reached there and been resting by now.

Calm down, Adil. It's just time. It will pass.

A waste of time, Abbu. You drag me here every year.

Once you understand the teachings of Ijtema

and learn patience, we'll stop coming here.

Bhairavi, do you watch cricket?

Even Gavaskar doubles up as a bowler sometimes.

But on our team, even the swimmers can't swim.

"Save me! I can't breathe!"

Okay, that's enough.

Girls, turn that frown upside down.

Don't be upset. Winning and losing are part of the game.

Come on, chin up. You all did good.

Second place.

You did good.

Give me your foot.

Bhaiya.

Do you remember the tune of the lullaby that maa used to sing to us?

Can you hum it?

- You must remember-- - I don't.

Gimme your other foot.

- Sir-sahab. - Not me. He's over there.

- Sir-sahab. - What happened, Vijaya?

- Sir - sahab…

Some guests from the groom's side showed up uninvited.

So?

We ran out of food.

The caterer wants 350 rupees more to start cooking again.

I don't have the money.

All right, that's okay.

I gave him all I had.

- Keep this. - I'll return it as soon as I can, sir.

I have 270 rupees, Vijaya.

I'll give you the rest tomorrow. Okay?

He'll close the kitchen, sahab.

How can he…

Do you have 80 rupees?

- Sorry? - Do you have 80 rupees?

Yes. Of course.

Sir, anything for my brothers in the Railways.

And sisters too. This was my Diwali bonus. You can keep it.

- I'll return it soon, sahab. - No problem. Go home quickly.

- God bless you, son. - Yeah.

Those extra 20…

- Thank you. Close the door, please. - Okay.

Fuck my luck.

What the fuck?

What's this foul smell?

Damn.

Hey…

Hey, you!

Hey, you!

What's this smell? Can you smell it too?

It smells like boiled cabbage…

- Sohini didi! - What happened?

The groom's party…

Sir!

Amma! Amma…

Aunty, where is Amma?

She went to the station to get some money.

Hey, move!

Sir!

Sir!

- Come with me! - I'm going my way!

You should too!

Water!

Water… Give me some water.

Sir! Come with me, sir.

Come on. Let's go.

Khaala!

Get out of here. Run.

- Get out of here now. - But Imad?

Without Imad…

Sit down here.

The colony… Take me to the colony.

My family is there.

Hurry up, get out of here!

Let's go! Get out of here!

Just stay indoors!

- It's the factory's doing! - Stay inside the house.

- Ammi! - Rubina.

Is she okay, Ammi?

Get the keys to the old scooter.

We can't stay here.

And get us some masks too. Go!

What about Abbu?

We can't do anything to help them, sir.

Even if we want to.

Sohini! Let's go, Sohini!

This way. Not towards the station. Go the other way.

Towards your uncle's house!

Ratlu?

What happened to him? Sit down.

- Constable! - Yes, sir?

- We'll have to take him to the hospital. - Okay.

- What… Hold him for me. - Sure.

- How many can we take, sir? - What?

Please help me find my son!

Hey!

- Constable! - Yes, sir?

- Get the child help! Back there. - Okay.

- Let's go. - Fire! The entire station will burn!

There's a gas cylinder! Watch out!

Hey, you'll fall!

You'll fall!

Get up.

- Sir - sahab…

Vijaya!

- Sir - sahab.

Vijaya. Get up.

Sir.

There's nothing left back there. It's bad.

There's something in the air. A foul smell.

- We were fine in the room. - What?

We were fine in your office. Should we go inside that room?

Open! Open the door!

We won't!

I'll die before I open it!

Don't open it!

Board it up!

Get away!

Run!

Get out of the station! Hurry!

It's no better outside!

There's no place left!

Waiting hall. Go to the waiting hall!

Waiting hall!

Go to the waiting hall!

We'll reach the station soon. The engine's just getting ready.

Get this straight.

If you keep writing such articles, you'll be jailed for sure.

Why trouble your family?

Sir.

You see,

I don't have a wife.

I don't have kids.

All I have is a newspaper on the verge of bankruptcy.

How will you scare me off?

You've had a tiring day.

You've been out since morning. You had to come to the outer city limits.

Go home and relax.

Tell your bosses I am scared.

Now move. I gotta go.

With all your big talk,

how come your paper's dying?

Because I write the truth, and no one wants to hear that.

What's your name?

Pramod Kumar. What'll you do with it? Print my photo?

- Relax, sir. - I'll shove your newspaper up your ass.

Look at these enforcers of law.

What are you doing, reporter sir?

Why are you after these powerful people?

You can't win. They're businessmen.

Instead of creating this ruckus, why don't you talk to the company officials?

Bhopal will benefit from it.

You'll benefit from it.

You're benefitting already, aren't you? Then why do you worry?

Good heavens.

Now get out of my way or--

Or else, what will you do? Call the police?

You faggot, I'll beat your ass black and blue.

Let go of him, sir.

- Radio. Listen to the radio. - Attention, all units.

Attention, all units. Report to the control room.

There's been a gas leak at Union Carbide.

I repeat. There's been a gas leak at Union Carbide.

All to report to the control room.

- Get in. - There's chaos everywhere.

There are dead bodies at Peer Gate. There's panic all around.

Mr. Madsen, our casualties are low because of the wind direction.

The third tank was disconnected.

And the workers were warned to go the other way.

Thanks to him.

Kamruddin?

Yes, sir.

Doctor, I've got the remaining workers in the medical wing.

This is obviously the doing of a disgruntled employee.

An act of sabotage.

Now, you all stayed back, so I assume you are loyal to the company.

You know they'll try to pin the blame on us.

So, barricade the entrance.

The first ones inside will be Carbide lawyers inbound from the US.

No police, no journalists, no locals.

Keep the gates closed.

Translate it to them in whichever language they can understand.

Yes, sir.

Sir, the state hospital has called thrice.

The police is calling too. What do we tell them?

The trunk lines are jammed, Doctor.

We can't get through to headquarters in the US.

Until we get orders, we tell these people nothing.

Get in the car! Hurry up!

It's the night of doom! Let's get out of here!

He can sit over there.

It's okay, don't worry. Is there anyone with you?

- No. - It's okay…

Please give him some water.

You may sit there. Give them some space.

Come on, son. There must be some space there.

Sit, sit down.

She's not breathing!

- Move aside. - Please help.

He's a doctor!

Move this bag. She needs rescue breathing.

Hey, Vijaya.

Vijaya, where are you going?

To Sohini. Sohini…

You know what's happening outside. Sit down.

Sit down. Vijaya, sit… Constable.

- Sir - sahab, please let me go.

- To Sohini. - Ma'am…

Ma'am, please sit. Sit down.

- What are you doing here, sir - sahab?

Go home.

We can't abandon the station.

We're railway men, Vijaya.

These people are our responsibility.

Mine, yours, the railways'.

We can't leave, Vijaya.

I'll need your help.

- Doctor! - What happened to him?

- His mouth is foaming. - Doctor sahab?

Take care of her.

I can't feel his pulse.

They are dead. Both of them.

What is this thing? What's happening, Stationmaster?

Get back! It's contagious!

- Throw the corpses out. - What are you saying?

He was a doctor two minutes back. And now he's merely a corpse?

He died giving her mouth-to-mouth.

Stationmaster, he inhaled the poison that is in the air.

- Sir. - Yes, dear?

Vijaya?

Stationmaster sahab.

What's going on? What should we do?

Shall we call the nearest hospital or police station?

- No, the police station-- - No. He's right.

What's the point of calling the police? The police is already here.

But this problem has left me baffled too.

- We need a doctor or a-- - No.

First, we must send a message that Bhopal Junction is out of order.

Itarsi Junction is the closest to us. They might send us help.

What?

Itarsi?

Call Hanumanganj police station or the nearest government hospital.

Why Itarsi? It's 100 kilometers away!

- Call them-- - The communication lines are down.

We can't call anyone.

And all this won't be limited to the station.

It's a densely populated area.

The hospital and the police won't be able to help.

Okay. So, this uniformed fellow-- I'm talking to you, Constable.

You should go and get help.

- Watch your tone, you idiot. - Listen, you filthy cop.

I'll break your fucking face. Understand?

- Constable, no. - But, sir…

It's a uniform, not armor.

There's poison in the air.

Air doesn't get poisoned by itself.

It must be those rioters. Revenge for what happened in Delhi.

Don't talk nonsense.

Stop provoking people.

Is that a train?

- Constable. - Sir?

- Shut the door. - Okay.

- Wait a minute! - What is it?

You were preaching just now.

And now you're fleeing at the first chance?

He's trying to trick us.

Can you shut up?

Can't you see what's going on?

Or are you going to save these people?

Don't you see two officers talking? Back off.

Sir, I'll come with you.

And abandon all of us? There are children here.

Get the women and children out first!

I have kids too!

The locomotive isn't big enough to fit everyone.

But we can use it to send a message!

And who will take the message? You?

- Let's go, Abbu! - Let's hear the Stationmaster out, son…

He's right. Don't listen to him. Let's go!

You won't be able to breathe outside!

And you will be able to? Get lost.

I've seen many like you!

Will you open the doors now or should I break the windows?

Yes, break it!

They broke the windows in the control room!

They're all dead now.

Listen to me, you'll die!

Listen to me! Don't go! You can't go outside!

You'll die!

Open the door!

You'll die. No. Stop!

Hey! Don't go!

Stop!

Stop!

He's dead!

- Don't go. Don't go outside! - Let's stay here.

So?

Aren't you the tough guy?

Do you wanna go outside?

I'll open the door for you.

- Come on. Why are you scared now? - Constable.

Constable.

Sir, will this work?

We'll find out soon.

Shut the door behind me.

Now! Close it!

Hold him up.

Help him.

Get him some water.

Sir, this is Carbide's doing.

Carbide is to blame, sir.

The gas leak.

I know all about it.

- That chemical factory? - Yes.

We crossed it on our way here. Everything looked fine.

Chemical factory? Is there a chemical leakage?

Are they talking about the Carbide factory?

- Is it poison? - Do you know about this chemical?

Does anyone know about it?

Oh man, look at what you've done.

Listen up! Why not try whispering?

Go on, tell us more.

Imad, you used to work there. What else do you know?

It's deadly, as you can see.

It attacks the eyes and the lungs.

It can kill some in seconds, and others in a few hours, sir.

There's no medicine for it.

Then how will we save these people?

Cover your face with a wet cloth.

Tie it over your face. That's the only way to survive this.

Sir, as far as I know, that's the only way.

Sir, I think the boy is right.

- Okay, let's try it. Constable just-- - Okay.

Listen. Listen up, everybody!

If you have a piece of cloth, soak it and cover your face with it.

There's water in the corner. Come on, queue up.

Come on, queue up. Come on.

One by one. Hey, big fella, help the ladies.

I know you must be worried about your family, Imad.

But you're the only loco pilot here. No one else has survived.

I need you to do something. Will you do it?

My mother won't forgive me if I don't do my duty.

Tell me what to do. I'll do it.

We need to send a message to Itarsi

to stop the Gorakhpur Express that's coming to Bhopal,

and send us a relief train.

Sir, Gorakhpur Express?

My family is on that train.

How do we stop it?

You were to bring back the repair crew, right?

Will you be able to go there?

The gas has spread till here.

But the repair crew is on the other side of the station.

Maybe they can fix our comms.

I'll go, sir.

- Are you sure, Imad? - I'm sure, sir.

We must send the message immediately.

Or Bhopal Junction will turn into a graveyard.

And so will the Gorakhpur Express.

Put it on.

Your kind attention please. 82 UP Gorakhpur Express

will depart from platform 1 of Vidisha Station in five minutes.

Vidisha Special chai!

Vidisha Special chai!

- Bhaisahab. - Yes, ma'am.

Tea, please.

- Brother, one for me too. - One or two?

I'm coming.

Just one.

- Indira's killers… - Deserve to be killed!

- Indira's killers… - Deserve to be killed!

- Indira's killers… - Deserve to be killed!

Kill any Sikh you see.

If you even suspect someone, kill them.

- Saurabh, Iqbal, wait here. - Okay, brother.

It's from the north.

- Rakesh, Gaurav, get in. - Okay, brother.

Saurabh, board the next one, okay?

Come, let's go.

You won't be able to fight them.

- Chaurasia! - Yes, brother?

Find the TT. Get the list of passengers from him.

Find out where they are hiding.

Come on, wake up.

- You're from? - Gorakhpur.

Show us your face.

Rakesh! Open this. See what's inside.

Do you need an invitation to wake up?

- What does your mummy call you? - Vinod.

Check under the seats.

Don't be scared, darling. I'm here.

Hello, dolly.

What does your mother call you?

- Salima. - Salima.

- Shandilya bhaiya! - Yeah?

Look what I found.

I swear, you're the only useful one.

- These are just clothes. - What is this? A turban?

- It's just a wedding turban. - A turban!

Trying to hide your turban, motherfucker!

Motherfucker, he's hiding a turban!

It's for my wife's niece's wedding, bhaiya. That's where we are going.

To Bhusawal. It's my wife's niece's wedding.

Why didn't you say something?

He got beaten up for no reason.

Go and sleep. Go to sleep!

Go and sleep. Go on.

She's my sister. My khaala and her daughter.

We're going to Bhopal to meet our ammi.

We found the TT, Shandilya bhaiya.

Fantastic! Bravo, Chaurasia!

TT bhaiya, show us the list, please. Where are they hiding?

Shandilya bhaiya, it seems he's trying to dig a tunnel in the toilet.

Move.

Open the door, bastard.

Behen-ji, please come with me.

I said open the door.

Hold this.

- Take his pants off. - No, please don't.

- Just a little bit. - Not the pants, please.

Give me the knife.

Shandilya bhaiya, we found the pests.

Coach 7, seat 33. Rajbir Kaur.

Trust me, behen-ji. They're coming back.

Don't worry, I am the Guard of this train. Come with me.

- Thank you. - Hurry up. Come.

Be careful.

Come on.

- Where did they go? - They…

They won't jump off a moving train. Come.

Come on.

Quickly.

Come.

Don't worry. Come.

Get in. Yes.

Don't be scared.

- Stand over there. Go on. Yes. - Come.

That's it. Don't be scared, behen-ji.

- Is everything else on track? - Yes.

Do we have an update from Bhopal?

How are you, Mehrotra-ji?

Let me know if you find the GM Special.

I'll be thankful to you.

Yes, please let me know. Okay.

Thank you.

- Tell me? - Vinod, that ghost is still haunting us.

I'm not a magician.

I can't wave a wand and make a rabbit appear out of nowhere.

You can't go in.

- Move aside. - I told you, you can't go in.

- I'll lose my job! - This is wrong.

I've been running around to file a complaint, but no one's listening to me.

- Come with me. - Don't do this. This is wrong.

- What are you doing, bhaisahab? - Get out!

Happy now?

Embarrassing yourself at this age.

- Embarrassing myself? - Come on.

I told you repeatedly, but you don't get it.

Ashok-ji, the ghost is at peace now.

Sir.

Sir, Bhopal is still offline. We still can't contact them.

- Bhopal what? - They're still offline, sir.

Where is the GM Special?

I don't know, sir. But Bhopal has been offline for a while now.

Bhopal, Bhopal.

- They said it'll take around two hours? - Yes, sir.

Then it'll take at least four hours.

Can't save his own ass, but he wants to save the world.

Get in line! What are you doing? Don't push forward.

Hey, move him back.

The water is for everyone!

It'll fall!

Sir, look at them!

What did I do? He spilled the water.

Are you all crazy? Hey!

Stop fighting!

- Outside… Water… - You should've told me, sir.

Water's here!

- Water's here! - Wait a minute!

Hey, get in line first! Queue up.

Put this on.

Come on, move.

Wow, sir, that was quite a sprint.

This'll calm them down for now, but I don't think it's gonna last long.

Do you have a plan to get us out of here?

Before we get out of here, we have to stop Gorakhpur Express from coming here.

I'll go and check the phone lines.

- What did you just say? - Adil, what are you--

Abbu, he is trying to stop an incoming train! Are you crazy?

Is this true, Stationmaster? How will we get out of here then?

There are a thousand people on that train. They will be in danger if they come here.

And what about us? Don't you care about our lives?

- What if something happens to my mother? - We'll run out of water soon.

Ten are dead and twenty critical here. And you're worried about them?

- You can't stop that train. - Just listen to me.

Itarsi Junction will send us a relief train when they get our message.

We just need to be patient. Let me check the phone lines.

- Forget him, break that phone instead! - Hey!

- Break the phone! - No, that's a mistake!

Hey!

Your kind attention please.

Your survival tonight depends on the stationmaster.

He's the only one who knows how this place works.

How will you get out of here if you snuff him out? Bloody idiots!

Hey! You, get away from the phone before I dial you in. Move!

Constable, that's enough.

- Sir, these animals-- - No.

- No guns at the station. - They don't get it.

- Door. - Okay.

Yes, Imad, what's the update?

Sir, they were dead when I got there.

But it looked like some work had been done.

I'm not sure what, though.

- And listen, fix the block first, okay? - Okay, sir.

Block, Imad.

They must have fixed the block line.

As per protocol, the block instrument must be fixed first.

But how will it help us, sir?

The block instrument connects our station to the station before us and after us.

Misrod on one side, Sukhi Sewaniya on the other.

If they fixed even one line…

We can contact them through the block phone.

Well, it's a shot in the dark.

Gorakhpur Express cannot come here, sir.

I can't lose again, sir.

You tried your best, Imad.

Now go home.

I'll take care of the rest, okay?

Ammi is no more, sir.

My colony is a stone's throw from the factory.

The gas killed even the repair crew on the other side.

My mother is no more.

Don't worry, sir, I'm not going anywhere.

Sukhi Sewaniya Station.

Sir, this is Itarsi control.

We haven't been able to contact Bhopal. Do you have any update?

No, no information yet.

ASM informed me before the comms were disconnected.

The repairs seem to be taking longer than usual.

Hold on for a minute.

Hello, Bhopal Junction?

Hello, Sukhi Sewaniya?

Hello?

- What the hell? - What happened?

Bhopal's block is ringing.

The block's ringing? Is the line up now?

Call them back.

I'll try.

Hello, Bhopal Junction?

Hello?

- Bhopal Junction? - Can anyone hear me?

Hello--

What happened?

I tried calling them on the block phone, but no one's answering.

- Hello? - Hello!

- Hello, Bhopal Junction? - Hello!

- Hello? - Hello!

Hello, Bhopal Junction?

Hello?

Hello? Hello, Bhopal Junction?

Hello? I still can't connect with them.

Thank you, Stationmaster. I'll call you back.

Please standby.

And do you have any update on the Gorakhpur-Bombay?

It's just a few minutes away.

Okay, I'll call you back.

Sir.

Sir, we still can't reach Bhopal.

God, he's driving me nuts.

Bring in someone else here. We're waiting on an inspection and he's--

Shall I help, Vinod-ji?

What is he doing here? Call the RPF.

Until he goes to jail and gets beaten up, he won't understand a thing!

Sorry, sir.

Hello to you too.

- You, what's the problem? - Sir.

Sir, it's Bhopal Junction.

Something is seriously wrong there.

I just spoke to the stationmaster of Sukhi Sewaniya.

He was saying that he's receiving call-to-attention

from Bhopal's block instrument, but he can't get through.

It happened a couple of times. I was on the line with him.

- Ashok-ji. - Sir.

Call the police station in the Bhopal Junction area.

Yes, sir.

So, Uncle-ji, does this situation seem normal to you?

Hello?

Hanumanganj Police Station? Yes.

This is Rati Pandey, GM, Central Railways.

Put me through to your Station House Officer.

I want to speak to the SHO.

Why transfer me to the District Magistrate? Hello?

Hello, DM office?

Yes, this is Rati Pandey. GM, Central Railways.

Bhopal--

What?

Oh, God.

Yes, I understand.

Can you send a few officials to Bhopal Junction?

Okay, thank you.

Take care.

Okay.

What happened, sir? Is everything okay?

There's been a gas leak at Union Carbide factory.

The city is choking.

The factory is close to Bhopal Junction.

Sir, what if the station staff is…

What's the next train to Bhopal?

Sir, Gorakhpur-Bombay Express. It will get there any minute.

The last station before Bhopal is Sukhi Sewaniya.

- Has the train passed yet? - No, sir, not yet.

- Then get me Sukhi Sewaniya right now. - Copy, sir.

This is Rati Pandey. GM, Central Railways.

- Yes, sir? - Turn the signal red.

Stop the Gorakhpur Express.

- The train is already here. - We don't have time, Stationmaster.

You'll send a thousand to their deaths if you don't stop it.

Stop the train. Now.

Rajkumar! Stop the train!

Rajkumar!

- Sir? - Stop the train!

It's already gone. How do I stop it?

- Show the red flag to the guard! Quick! - Yes, sir!

Guard sahab!

Stop!

Guard!

Stop! Hey!

- Stop, Rajkumar! - Hey!

It crossed, sir.

We couldn't stop it.

Don't worry, behen-ji. Everything will be fine.

Subtitle translation by: Sheela Sijin Mathews