[door opens]
[wheels rattling]
[gate closes]
[Shazia] Imad, Carbide killed him.
They killed him.
Finished him.
How did this happen, bhabhi?
I don't know.
He was already feeling sick when he got home.
He was coughing a lot.
He said that there was a leak at the factory.
MIC?
[Shazia] I have no idea, Imad.
His eyes were red and swollen. They were popping out!
As if someone had put chili powder in them.
They were burning a lot.
[sobbing] He was struggling to breathe.
Coughing so hard that he was vomiting blood.
As if his lungs would come out.
Do you understand what this means?
[man] Discoloration of the lungs.
He had already decided that he would leave his job.
[sniffles] I told him not to.
[sobbing] I did.
-I said, "Let's save a little more money." -No, no, no.
Bhabhi, bhabhi, this isn't your fault at all, bhabhi.
Money… [sobbing]
The factory is to blame for this.
What did the company say to you?
Be quiet.
[softly] Be quiet.
Bhabhi, keep it.
Keep it for Salima.
For both of you.
[sniffs]
Sir, the smell of rotten almonds?
It's filled with poison. Hydrogen cyanide.
[Imad] I swear on my life, bhabhi…
I may not be able to bring Ansari back, but…
I won't let Carbide forget him.
[Shazia crying]
[theme music playing]
[wind blowing]
[train horn blaring]
[Hindi song playing over radio]
[man] Sir, sir, you're the superintendent, right?
-Please help me. -[beeps]
If you tell them to help me. They'll listen.
We can't help you, Uncle-ji.
At least ask around. My passport's in the suitcase.
My mother's death certificate. If I don't find--
Uncle-ji, you're never going to find your luggage.
Get a new certificate made. That'll be better for you. Okay, namaste.
Bhaisahab, it's my mother's death certificate. It's…
No one's even listening to me.
Oh, Vinod-ji, today you look very happy.
Let it be Ashok-ji.
I wish there were no passengers.
-Then our job would've been perfect. -[chuckles]
-Pedhas? -My wife sent them from Nagpur.
But what's going on with that man?
The same old drama. Hundreds of people lose their luggage everyday.
Do I look like your fucking nanny that I'll go looking for your milk bottle?
[device beeping]
-Benedict. -Sir.
All good?
Er, yes, sir. All routine, sir. Just that Bhopal is offline, sir.
[Jeetu] Sir-ji! Vinod-ji! Vinod-ji!
It's the General Manager. Inspection. I just found out, sir.
Why are you panicking? What's the problem?
It's a problem. My friend called me from Bombay.
Rati Pandey sahab is already on his way.
He's reaching Itarsi for an inspection.
That psycho's still in the railways?
You've got us fantastic news, Jeetu. Two samosas for you. Go.
[Jeetu] Oh, thank you, sir.
I want everything running smoothly here tonight. And listen carefully.
He's a general manager, not God who can appear out of nowhere.
His GM Special must be somewhere.
Call all the station masters nearby and find out where he is right now.
-Come on, hurry up. -Okay, sir.
Bhopal is offline. What do we do about that?
We're unable to contact them. They might be doing line repair work.
-What's the next train to Bhopal? -Gorakhpur-Bombay Express.
But it'll reach there in a few hours.
Their comms will be up by then, right? So, do me a favor and look somewhere else.
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, hello, come on now. Wake up. Start working. Need some tea?
[man] No, no, sir. I'm on it. I'm on it.
[train horn blaring, chugging]
-[baby crying] -[Shazia] No, don't cry. Don't cry, beta.
Salima, move from the window.
It's cold and windy. You'll catch a cold, beta.
[window slams shut]
Hey, come back, come back. Come here.
She's such a little monkey. Always up to something. All the time.
Sit. Sit straight, beta.
Aw. You'll have some, beta?
Don't do that. Don't do that. Wait. Offer it to didi.
Didi?
Er, she has an upset stomach.
She ate something in Jhansi that made her sick.
Oh, okay.
It's okay, beta. Come here. Sit down. Sit, sit.
You want this? Hmm?
-[man 1] Look, this is nothing new. -[man 2] How can you say that?
[man 1] Listen, bhaisahab.
My next-door neighbor was a Sardar. He had a grocery store.
They burnt it down.
Why? What was his crime?
That he handed out toffees to all the children?
That he gave rice and flour to the poor for free?
God alone knows where his family is now.
And this bhaisahab says this is nothing new.
What are you saying, bhaiya? Our Prime Minister has been assassinated.
Prime Minister. Do you know what that means?
So people are bound to be angry for a few days.
-Am I right? -This is being angry for a few days?
-Of course. -It's been more than a month.
Reports still crop up in newspapers.
[man 3] Then stop reading. Who's telling you to read them?
Nobody's forcing you to.
[man 1] You're right. Let's shut our newspapers. Then our eyes.
Then our ears. 3,000 Sardars.
-3,000 Sardars have been killed. -Listen.
When a big tree falls down, the Earth trembles a little bit. Understand?
-Yes, yes. -[guard] Hmm…
So you want to make the Earth tremble, is it?
-The guard is here. -Listen. Lower your voice
and don't create panic. Or I'll throw you out at the next station. Understand?
This is a public train, not your house. Keep that in mind.
And I suggest that you stay away from politics.
Your BP will go up. Nothing else.
Okay, go to sleep. Come on, go to sleep.
Come on.
Come on. Want to stay up all night? Go to sleep.
Go to sleep and put the child to sleep as well.
-It's done, chacha? -Yes, it's done.
-Yes, all the keys are here. -Okay, I'll take your leave now.
Sir, work on the goods train is done.
-I've given the keys to the night guard. -Hmm.
-[switch clicks] -[engine powering down]
So, sir?
What should I work on next?
No, nothing. Resting time.
[laughs]
When the communication repair is done on that side of the station,
we'll have to bring the crew back to this side of the station.
Till then, sit back and relax.
Fucking hell. [chuckles] It's so cold, my balls have frozen.
-[chuckles] -What are you laughing at?
Give me the torch.
[chuckles] Asshole.
[grunts]
Switch it on.
Ah, it's working.
-I'll be back. -Yes, sir.
[dog whimpering in distance]
[distant dogs barking and howling]
[coughs]
-[sniffing] -[barking and howling continue]
[coughs]
[coughs, clears throat]
[barking and howling continue]
[coughs]
[announcer in Hindi] Your attention please.
82 Up Gorakhpur Express will arrive as scheduled…
[in English] Where is Kamil? We've been sitting here for three hours.
I told you. We could've reached there and had dinner by now.
[Athar] Adil miya, calm down. It's just time and it'll pass.
No, it's a waste of time. Dragging us here every year.
When you finally understand the teachings of Ijtema
and have patience, then we'll stop coming.
Bhairavi, do you like watching cricket?
Even Gavaskar bowls a few overs sometimes.
But in our team, even the swimmers don't know how to swim.
[Bhairavi] "Help! Help! I can't breathe!"
-[girls laugh] -Enough! Don't overdo it.
Girls, don't be disheartened.
Don't be upset. In sports, you win some, you lose some.
Come on, chin up. You all did good.
Second place.
You did good.
[indistinct chatter]
Give me your foot.
-Bhaiyya. -Hmm?
That lullaby Ma used to sing for us, what was the tune?
Please remind me.
-You remember? -No, I don't.
Give me your other foot.
[slurping]
-Sir sahab! -Yes? Not me. He's there.
-[Vijaya] Sir sahab! -What happened?
Sir sahab! [hesitating]
Er, some more guests have arrived from the groom's side of the family.
Yeah, so?
There's not enough food, sahab.
The caterer wants Rs. 350 more to start cooking the extra food.
I don't have the money, sir.
I see. Okay, okay, no problem.
I gave him all I had.
-Here, here. Take all this. -I'll pay it back soon, sir.
This is Rs. 270, Vijaya.
I'll give you the rest tomorrow. Okay?
He won't do it for this much, sir.
What do you mean he won't do it?
Do you have Rs. 80 on you?
-What, sir? -Do you have Rs. 80?
Yeah, no, no, I do.
Sir, I'm ready to give my life for my brothers in the railways.
Sisters, too. This was my Diwali bonus, but you keep it.
-I'll give it back soon, sir. -Don't worry, you go back home, hmm?
Bless you, beta.
The change, ma'am… Er, Rs. 20…
-Thank you. Just close the door, please. -Yeah.
I think I've shot myself in the foot.
[man coughing]
[man] Bhaisahab! What happened to you? Are you okay?
-[people coughing] -[metal clanging]
-[coughing violently] -What happened, bhaisahab?
-Sharma-ji, what happened? -[people coughing]
[coughing]
[dogs howling in distance]
[coughs softly]
[coughs]
Fucking hell.
What is this stench? [sniffing] Hmm?
[coughs] What the hell?
Hey.
Hey, boy!
What is this stench? Can you smell it too?
So much like boiled… cabbage. [groans]
[coughs]
[groans softly]
-[upbeat music playing] -[people cheering]
[people clamoring]
-Sohini didi! -What happened?
-The groom's family… -[Sohini] What's going on?
Amma! Amma…
-[breathing heavily] -Mausi, where's Amma?
She's gone to the station to get some money.
-[coughing] -[people clamoring]
[coughing]
[people coughing]
-[man speaking Hindi] -[gasps]
[in English] Sir? Sir?
Sir?
[distant animals screeching and howling]
-[people clamoring] -[breathing heavily]
-[coughing] -[people clamoring]
[objects clattering]
-[horse neighing] -[man coughing]
[sobbing]
-Come with me! -No, I'm getting out of here!
You leave too!
[people gasping]
[man weakly] Water!
Water… Give me water!
[Imad] Chacha! Chacha, come with me.
Chacha, get up. Chacha, come, let's go. Come on.
[groaning softly]
Khala! Khala! Khala!
Come on quickly. You have to leave!
-Get out of here. -But, Imad…
[coughs] Without Imad…
[coughs]
[Imad] Sit here, sit down here. Sit down.
[man breathing heavily]
[weakly] Home… Take me back home.
My family is waiting for me.
[both coughing]
-[coughing] -[people clamoring]
[man] Come on! Let's get out of here!
Get out of here!
-This is all because of that factory! -Just stay inside!
-[girl] Ammi! -Rubina!
-[coughing] -[Rubina coughing]
Ammi, is she okay?
Nawaz, get the keys for the old scooter.
We can't stay here for another minute.
And yeah, get masks for all of us. Go!
-And Abbu? -[hesitates]
There's nothing we can do to help them now, chacha.
-[breathing weakly] -Even if you want to.
[people coughing and clamoring]
Sohini! Sohini, come on!
[woman] Come, come, come! Let's go! Let's go!
[coughing]
Amma…
[coughing]
That… That way. Don't go towards the station. Go the other way.
Go towards your uncle's house.
[distant clattering]
[cracking fingers]
[sobbing]
-Ratlu? -[sobbing]
What happened to him? Sit. Sit, sit, sit, sit. Sit here. Sit here.
-Constable! -Yes… Yes, sir.
-He… He needs to be taken to the hospital. -Yeah.
-[glass breaking] -What's going…
-Can you take care of him please? -Yeah. Yes.
Chotu, chotu…
[people clamoring loudly]
-[kid yelling] -[whistle blowing]
[distorted shouting and clamoring]
[baby crying]
[coughs, sniffles]
-[constable] What are we going to do? -Huh?
-[distant whistle blows] -This…
Er…
[people clamoring and coughing]
[girl] Someone can help… Please help…
[indistinct chatter and coughing]
[woman sobs] Sahab…
[Iftekaar] Hey!
[woman] She was sitting right here! No, no, no! You have to help me!
Sahab! Sahab!
-Hey, constable! -Sir?
-Ask for help with the child back there. -Yes, sir.
[man] Fire! There's a fire!
There's a gas cylinder there! Be careful!
-Get out of here! -Where do we go now?
[people coughing]
[woman] Somebody please help me!
[breathing heavily]
[people sobbing and coughing]
Hey, you'll fall down!
You'll fall!
-[grunts] -Get up, get up.
[coughs, grunts]
[Vijaya weakly] Sir sahab… [coughing]
-[Iftekaar] Vijaya! -Sir sahab…
Hey, Vijaya. Vijaya! Get up, get up.
-Sir? -Huh?
There's nothing back there, sir. It looks really bad.
Something in the air. It doesn't smell right.
-We were okay in that room, sir. -Huh?
We were okay in your office. Should we go to your office, sir?
-[banging on door] -[woman] Don't open the door!
-No! -[retches]
Don't open the door, please!
We'll all die if you open the door! Please don't open it!
[people clamoring]
Cover the window! Cover it!
Move on! Move, move, move!
-[people clamoring] -[electricity crackles]
[man] Run! Run! Run!
Get out of the station right now!
[man 2] It's not safe outside too!
No place is safe!
Get out! Get out of here!
-[people clamoring] -[Vijaya breathing heavily]
[blows whistle]
Waiting room! Go to the waiting room! Waiting room!
[blows whistle]
Waiting room!
Everyone to the waiting room! Hurry!
[blowing whistle]
[Imad] We're going to the station, chacha. The engine just needs to heat up.
-[blowing whistle] -[people clamoring]
[breathing heavily]
[steam hissing]
[engine chugging]
[man groaning]
[wind blowing]
[Markhand singing in Hindi, echoing]
[distant whistle blowing]
[heavy breathing]
[imperceptible chatter]
[song echoing] ♪ Hey, apply henna of good luck ♪
[Sohini sobbing]
[gas hissing]
[Pramod] Try to understand.
If you write such articles, they'll put you in jail for ten days.
Your family will get worried. What's the point?
-Sir… -Huh?
Miya, it's like this.
I'm not married.
I don't have any kids.
I run a newspaper. Even that is about to go bankrupt.
Who're you trying to threaten?
I think you've really had a long day. You've been out since morning.
You had to come all the way out here from the station.
Why don't you go home and relax?
Tell those white guys I got scared. Hmm?
Now, move aside. Let me go.
You think you're a real tough guy, hmm?
Why has your newspaper shut down, huh?
Because I write the truth and no one really likes that.
By the way, what's your name?
Pramod Kumar.
What will you do to Pramod Kumar? You'll print my photo?
I'll roll your newspaper into a pipe and shove it up your fucking ass!
Hey, look at him. Police…
What are you doing, journalist sahab?
Why are you after these powerful people, huh?
You're not going to win against them. They're big businessmen.
Instead of writing these articles, try talking to the company owners.
It will be very good for Bhopal.
It will also be good for you.
It's already pretty good for you, right? Why are you getting so worked up?
[constable] Look at this guy.
Now, move. I have to go. Otherwise--
What will you do, huh? Call the police?
-Motherfucker, I'll thrash you! -What are you doing?
Let him go! Radio!
-Listen to the radio, sir. -[man on radio] Attention, all units!
Everyone 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.
Everyone report to the control room.
There's chaos everywhere.
Bodies are lying at the steel gate. People are panicking everywhere.
[siren blaring]
[man] 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.
[Madsen] Kamruddin?
[man] Yes, sir.
[man 2 on radio] Doctor sahab, 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're 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.
[man] 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!
[horns blaring]
[man] Come on, come on! Hurry up! Hurry up!
[coughing] Get in. Get in. Hurry up!
[man 2] It's getting worse! Let's get out of here!
[bulls growling]
[bells jingling]
[distant animals screeching]
[distant dogs barking]
[whirrs, beeps]
[typewriter clacking]
[beeps]
[coughing and retching]
-Help him sit there, please. -[people coughing]
Don't worry, don't be scared. Is someone here with you?
-No, there's no one. -Don't worry.
Bhaisahab, can you give him some water, please?
Ma'am, you can sit over there. Please make some room for them.
Well done, beta. Come on. Go find a place to sit.
[coughing]
Sit, sit, sit.
-Are you okay? -[indistinct chatter]
I'm right here.
[woman screams]
She… She's not breathing!
-Hey, move aside! -Someone help this lady!
He's a doctor! Move! He's a doctor!
Remove this bag from here. I have to give her CPR right away.
[coughs]
[Vijaya breathing heavily]
Sir.
Hey, Vijaya.
-Vijaya, Vijaya! Where are you going, huh? -[wheezing]
[weakly] I have to go to Sohini.
You know what it's like outside. Huh? Now, sit down. Sit.
-No… [gasping] -Vijaya, sit. Constable.
[Vijaya] Let me go, sir sahab, to Sohini.
Mataji, sit. Sit down, sit down, sit.
Vijaya, sit.
[gasping] Why are still here?
Sir sahab, go home!
No, I can't leave the station like that.
We're railway people, Vijaya.
These people, they're our responsibility.
They're mine, they're yours, and the railways'.
I can't leave them like that, Vijaya. Huh? Listen.
We're going to need your help, okay?
-[thuds] -What happened to him?
There's foam coming out of his mouth. Look.
-Doctor sahab? -Beta, take care of her.
[man] He… He has no pulse.
[woman sobbing] What happened?
He's dead. They're both dead.
What is this thing? What's going on, stationmaster?
Stay away from them! Looks like they have the plague!
-Throw the bodies outside. -What are you saying?
Two minutes ago he was a doctor. Now just a dead body?
He died giving this woman mouth to mouth.
Stationmaster, the poison that's in the air…
went into their lungs.
[people coughing]
Yes, beta?
Hey, Vijaya?
[constable grunts] Sir…
[people coughing, sobbing]
-[whistle blows] -[yells]
-[shouts indistinctly] -Ji!
[sobbing]
[people coughing]
Stationmaster sir.
What is happening? What are we supposed to do?
Should we call the hospital? Or the nearest police station?
-No, calling the police station-- -No, he's right.
Look, it's no use calling the police. The police is already here.
This is problem is such that even we don't know what's going on.
Actually, we need to call a doctor.
Before that we need to inform that the Bhopal Junction is closed.
[coughs] Closest is Itarsi Junction. Maybe we can get some help from them.
What? What? What? What? Itarsi?
Just call Hanumanganj Police Station or contact the nearest government hospital.
Itarsi is 100 kilometers away from here.
-Just call them right now! -The communication lines are down.
We can't call anybody right now.
And whatever's going on here, it's not limited to the station.
The population around is so dense that
asking the hospital or police is completely futile.
Fine. Then you in the uniform, constable, I'm talking to you.
You should go out there and get us some help.
You look like shit, at least don't talk shit.
-You fucking-- -Back off or I'll reset your jaw!
-Constable, no. -But, sir!
This is a uniform, not a fucking armor.
There is poison in the air outside! [coughing]
[man] Poison can't spread in the air like that.
It must be the work of those rioters. It's revenge for what happened in Delhi.
Don't talk nonsense if you don't have proper information.
Stop inciting people!
[train horn blaring]
[people murmuring]
[train horn blaring]
Constable, just close the door behind me.
-Hey, wait, wait, wait! -What is it?
You were just telling that woman to stay inside.
Now at the first sight of a train you're ready to run?
Look at how cunning and sly he is.
-Shut up! -Don't let him go.
Do you have any idea what's going on?
Or do you think you'll save all these people?
Two officers are talking, right? Get back!
Sir. Er, sir, I'll come with you.
You're going to leave us behind? There are children here!
First you need to get all the women and children out of here!
-Yeah! -Even I have kids!
The locomotive isn't big enough to get us all out.
-But we can at least send them a message. -Oh, really?
Who's going to go and give them the message? You?
-We're not waiting here. Let's go. -No, he's an officer. Have some faith--
Don't listen to these people! Come on! Let's go!
You won't be able to breathe out there!
And you'll be able to breathe? Move aside!
I've handled people like you before!
Open the door or should we start breaking windows?
[man 2] Yeah, break them!
People broke the windows to get inside the control room!
Their dead bodies are there right now. Listen, it's dangerous!
[all shouting and clamoring]
Listen to me! Don't go outside! Stop, or else you'll die!
-Let us go out! -You'll die!
-Push him! -[banging on door]
No, you'll die! No! No! Wait!
No! Don't go!
Hey, come back! Come back!
Come back! Come back!
[shouting stops, coughing]
[coughing]
[panting]
[indistinct chatter and coughing]
-[thuds] -[people gasp]
[man coughing]
-So, mister? -[Adil] Huh?
You were trying to be a superhero, right?
You want to go outside?
Huh?
Come on, I'll open the door for you.
-What the hell are you scared of? Come on! -Constable…
Sir…
[coughing]
Constable.
Sir? Will that work?
[Iftekaar] Only one way to find out.
Close the door behind me.
Now! Close it!
Lift him up. Lift him. Lift him, Imad.
[coughing]
Somebody look after him.
Please give him some water.
[panting]
Sir, this is all because of Carbide.
-Huh? -This is Carbide's doing, sir.
Gas leak.
I've seen this happen before, sir.
-[coach] That chemical factory? -Yes.
We passed by it earlier. There was nothing wrong then.
Chemical factory? Has some chemical leaked into the air?
Is he talking about the Carbide factory?
-Is it poisonous? -Do you know anything about the chemical?
Does anyone know which chemical?
[people clamoring]
What the hell did you just say?
Everyone, please listen. Think in your own minds! Don't share it!
Yeah, bhai, tell us what else you know.
Imad, you used to work there before, right? What else can you tell us?
Sir, as you can see right now, it's fatal.
It attacks the eyes and lungs straight away.
You can get killed in an instant or in a few hours, sir, but…
There is no antidote for it.
No antidote? Then how are we going to save all these people? [coughs]
Cover your face with a wet cloth.
Because that was the only way we used to protect ourselves at the factory.
Sir, this is the only protection that has worked so far.
Sir, I think he's right.
Okay, then let's try this out.
-Constable, just… -Yeah.
Listen, listen. Listen up, everyone!
If you have a handkerchief or a dry cloth on you,
tie it around your face after soaking it.
The water's in the corner. So, everybody, form a queue.
Come on, hurry up. Form a queue. Come on.
Please form a queue. Hey, you, come on, help the ladies.
Come on. Uncle-ji.
I know you must be very worried about your family, Imad.
You're the only loco pilot here. [coughs] There's no one else left.
I need something done. Will you do it?
Sir, if I don't do my duty, Ammi'll never forgive me.
Whatever needs to be done, I'll do it.
We need to send a word to Itarsi…
[coughing] …to stop Gorakhpur Express from coming to Bhopal
and to send a relief train instead.
Sir, Gorakhpur Express?
Sir, my family's traveling on that train.
How do we stop it?
[coughing]
Imad, you were supposed to bring the repair crew, back, right?
You think you can get to them?
Sir, the gas has already reached here.
But the repair crew is on the other side of the station.
Maybe they could get our communications back online.
I'll go there, sir.
-You're sure, Imad? -Yes, sir. I will.
We have to inform them… [coughs] …as soon as possible.
Otherwise Bhopal Junction will turn into a graveyard.
And Gorakhpur Express too.
Cover your face.
[announcer in Hindi] Passengers, your attention please.
82 Up Gorakhpur Express will depart
from Vidisha Station platform 1 in the next five minutes.
Vidisha special chai! Vidisha special chai!
-Bhaisahab. -Yes, behen-ji.
-Er, chai. -Ah.
-Bhai, can you give me a cup of tea? -One or two?
Yeah, coming.
One.
[men chanting indistinctly]
Indira's killers are going to die!
[men] Blood for blood, an eye for an eye!
-Indira's killers are going to die! -Blood for blood, an eye for an eye!
[Keshav] If you see a Sardar, cut him to pieces.
Even if you're not sure, kill him!
-Saurabh, Iqbal, you wait here. -Okay, bhaiya.
It's about to leave.
-Rakesh, Gaurav, get in. -Okay, bhaiya.
Saurabh, get on the next one, okay?
Come on, get up.
Hey, hey, you can't fight them. You can't fight them.
-[Keshav] Chaurasia! -Yes, bhaiya.
[Keshav] Go find the TT and get the passenger list.
Start looking for those bastards.
Hey, you, get up.
-Where are you from? -Gorakhpur.
[indistinct chatter]
Rakesh! Open this. See what's inside.
You want an invitation to get up?
Come on. Get up! Get up!
-What does Mummy call you? -Vinod.
[Keshav] Look under all the seats.
[Shazia] Don't be scared, okay? Sit. Sit up straight. Sit.
Hello, sweetie.
What does Mummy call you?
-Salima. -[Keshav] Oh, Salima?
-[Chaurasia] Hey, Shandilya bhaiya! -Yeah?
Look what I found in his bag.
I bloody knew I could depend on you.
-It's just a wedding turban. -Hey, what is this? Turban?
-[man] It's a wedding turban, bhaiya. -A turban?
You're hiding a turban? [slapping]
-Asshole! Hiding a turban? -It's a wedding turban, bhaiya.
My wife's nephew is getting married. That's where we're going.
Bhusawal. We're going for a wedding, bhaiya.
-Why didn't you say so before? -[sobbing]
I beat him up for no reason. Poor fellow.
Go on. Go to sleep. They can sleep.
-Go to sleep, huh? Go on. -Come, sit here.
[indistinct chatter]
Hmm?
She's my sister. Sister and her daughter.
We're traveling to Bhopal to visit our mother.
[Chaurasia] I found the TT, Shandilya bhaiya. [laughs]
Good job. Amazing, Chaurasia!
TT bhaiya, show us the passenger list. Let's see where all of them are hiding.
Shandilya bhaiya, looks like he's digging a tunnel out of the toilet. [laughs]
Move.
Open the door, you piece of shit.
[indistinct chatter]
Are you deaf, motherfucker?
-My boys are pissed off. -Behen-ji. Come with me, please.
[Keshav] Open the door! [banging on door]
-Bastard! -[whimpering]
-Take this. -Check it! Check it! Check it!
[whimpering]
-Take his pants off. -No, no, no, don't take my pants off!
Fucker, let me take it off a little.
No, no, no. Not the pants! Not the pants!
Give me the knife.
-Shandilya bhaiya, I found one of them. -Please, please.
Seventh coach, seat 33. Some Rajbir Kaur.
You have to trust me, behen-ji. Those people will be back.
Don't be afraid. I'm the guard of this train. Come.
-[Rajbir] Thank you. -Hurry up! Follow me.
[Shazia] Be careful.
Come.
[train horn blaring]
-Where are they? -[gasps, sputters]
They're not going to jump off a moving train. Come on.
Here. Come this way.
Come on. Hurry up.
Hmm, come on.
Don't be scared. Get in.
Move aside. Be careful.
Don't worry.
There's no need to be afraid.
Please go and stand over there. Go. Yeah.
Come here.
Stay there. Don't worry, behen-ji.
-[Benedict] Everything else on track? -[man] Yes.
-Er, you have any update from Bhopal? -Mmm-mmm.
[Vinod] Mehrotra-ji, how are you?
If you hear about the GM Special, let me know.
-I'll be very grateful to you. -[train horn blares]
-Yes, let me know. -Sir…
Thank you. Thank you.
Vinod-ji, that poor zombie's still wandering outside.
Do I look like Sherlock Holmes to you? Or his sidekick Watson,
that I'll solve his missing luggage case?
[man 2] You can't go in!
Where is that officer? Where is he?
This is not the way to treat people.
I've been running from pillar to post to file an FIR. Nobody's listening.
What are you doing? You can't throw me out.
-This is wrong. This is very wrong. -Get out.
Come on. Come with me. Are you happy now?
-Why are you acting so stubborn? -I'm not being stubborn!
[Jeetu] I'm trying to make you understand.
Ashok-ji, the zombie problem is solved.
Sir. Sir.
Bhopal is still offline. We're not able to contact them.
-Bhopal what? Huh? -It's offline, sir.
Where is the GM Special?
Sir, no idea, sir, but Bhopal has been offline--
Bhopal, Bhopal, Bhopal.
-They said two and a half hours, right? -Yes, sir.
That means at least four hours.
Can't satisfy his own wife, but wants the neighbor's wife.
[train horn blaring]
[people coughing]
[coughs]
[people clamoring]
-Just get in line! -No, no, don't listen to this man!
Get him out of here!
You've been standing here for a long time.
-Don't push! -Get back!
-Stop! What are you doing? -[shatters]
-What the hell? -[constable] Sir! Over here.
-[people clamoring] -Come on, get back.
It's not my fault. He dropped it! It's his fault!
[constable] Are you guys crazy or something?
Hey! Hey! Sir!
Sir?
[people continue fighting]
Stop fighting!
Pick it up!
Why are you telling me? He did it.
-But you were standing over here. -So what?
[clamoring continues]
Hey, everybody's pushing. Can't you see? Hey.
-[Iftekaar] Water… More water. -Sir, you should've told me.
[man] The water's here! The water's here!
-[clamoring] -Stop! Stop! Stop!
-Form a line! Form a line first. -Stand in line. Stand in line.
Tie it around your face.
-Please, don't push! -Slow down! Slow down! Keep moving.
[Iftekaar coughing]
That was amazing, sir. You ran like an Olympic sprinter, sir.
At least this will keep them quiet for a while.
But I don't think… [coughs] they'll stay inside this room for long.
-[Iftekaar panting] -Tell me something, sir.
-Any ideas on how to get out? -No.
Before we get out, Gorakhpur Express has to be stopped
from coming in.
I'll check the phone lines.
-[Adil] What? What did you just say? -Phone lines--
Abbu, he's trying to stop a train from coming. You out of your mind?
Is this true?
If you stop that train, how will we get out?
There are thousands of passengers. If they come here, they'll be in danger.
What about us? Do our lives mean nothing to you?
-What if something happens to my mother? -The water will get over soon!
Ten people are dead, 20 are close to dying and you worry about outsiders?
At least listen to what I'm saying.
Once we alert Itarsi Junction they'll send us a relief train.
We have to be patient. Just let me go and check the line.
Don't let him go! Break his bloody phone!
No, no, no! Don't make that mistake!
-[constable] Hey! -[people screaming]
All passengers, your attention please.
Your only safe passage out of here is through the stationmaster.
He's the only beacon of hope in this darkness.
If you take him out, then how will you get out of here, you idiots?
Hey! Get away from that phone or I'll put a hole in your head! Move!
Constable. Constable, enough, enough, enough, enough.
But, sit-- [coughs]
-No guns inside this station. -[train horn blaring]
[steam hissing]
-The door! -Yeah.
[coughing]
[Iftekaar] Yes, Imad. What news?
[Imad] Sir, they were dead by the time I got there.
But, sir, it looked as if they had done some work.
[panting]
I can't say what, but…
You first do one thing.
-Fit the block, okay? -Yes, bhai.
Block, Imad!
They must've repaired the block line.
According to protocol, they have to repair the block instrument first.
Sir, but how does that help us?
Imad, the block instrument connects our station
to the station before and after us. [coughs]
One is Misrod and the other one is Sukhi Sewaniya.
Even if one of these wires has been repaired, then--
Then we can contact them with the block phone!
It's a gamble. [coughs]
We cannot let the Gorakhpur Express come here, sir.
Sir, er…
I can't lose everything again, sir.
You've done everything you could, Imad.
Now, you go home.
I'll handle it from here. Okay? [coughing]
Ammi's no more, sir.
My home is just ten feet away from the factory.
The gas didn't even spare the repair crew, sir.
Ammi's gone, sir.
Don't worry about anything, sir. I'm not going anywhere.
[coughing]
[grunts, gasps]
[coughs]
[coughing]
[wheezing]
[breathing heavily]
[mumbles] Oh, here it is…
[coughs]
-[sizzles] -[gasps]
[suspenseful music playing]
[distant phone ringing]
[clears throat]
[coughing and breathing heavily]
[coughing]
[phone ringing]
[man] Sukhi Sewaniya Station.
Er, sir, this is Itarsi control.
We haven't been able to contact Bhopal Junction.
Any idea what's going on?
No, I don't have any information.
The SM had informed us before cutting communications.
-Repairs are taking longer than expected. -[phone dings]
[dings]
[coughing and wheezing]
-[dings] -One minute. Please hold on.
[dings]
Hello, Bhopal Junction?
[wheezing and coughing]
[hoarsely] Hello, Sukhi Sewaniya?
Hello? Hello?
-What the hell is going on? -What happened?
Bhopal's block phone is ringing.
The block is ringing? Is the line back on?
Please call them back.
Let me try.
[breathing heavily]
Hello? Bhopal Junction?
Hello? Hello?
-Bhopal Junction? -Can you hear me? [coughs]
Hello?
What happened?
I called from the block line, but no one's answering the phone.
[phone dings]
Er…
-Hello? -[loudly] Hello!
-Hello, Bhopal Junction? -Hello!
-Hello? Hello? -Hello!
[man] Hello, Bhopal Junction? Hello?
Hello?
[man] Hello? Hello? Hello? Bhopal Junction?
[sniffles]
[exhales]
Hello? I still can't get through to them.
Thank you, stationmaster. I'll call back later.
Please remain on standby.
Oh, and, sir, any update on the Gorakhpur-Bombay Express?
Er, it's due in a few minutes.
All right, I'll call you back later.
-[man] Ashok-ji, just do it. -Sir.
We still haven't been able to contact Bhopal.
Oh, God, this man is driving me up the wall!
Get someone else to take his place. We're about to have an inspection--
[man] Can I be of some help, Vinod-ji?
Why is this man still here? Call the RPF right now.
Tell them to throw this man in jail and kick his bloody ass.
Only then will he learn his lesson.
[people murmuring]
[sputters] Sorry, sir.
Nice to meet you too.
-You. What's the problem? -Sir.
Sir, it's Bhopal Junction, sir.
Sir, something is seriously wrong there, sir.
I just spoke to the stationmaster at Sukhi Sewaniya, sir.
He was saying that the Bhopal block instrument is
sending out a call to attention but can't talk to each other.
It happened twice or thrice while I was on the line with him.
[Rati] Hmm.
Ashok-ji. Call the police station closest to Bhopal Junction.
Yeah. Siddharth.
So, Uncle-ji, this situation looks normal to you?
Huh?
Hello?
Hanumanganj Police Station? Yeah.
This is Rati Pandey speaking. GM, Central Railways.
Can I talk to your SHO please?
But I want to talk to your SHO.
Why are you directing me to the DM's office?
Hello?
Hello? DM office?
Yeah, this is Rati Pandey speaking. GM, Central Railways.
Listen, Bhopal is--
What?
[exhales heavily]
Oh, God.
Yes, I can understand.
Can you send some people to Bhopal Junction?
Okay, thank you.
Please take care of yourself.
Yeah.
What happened, sir? Is everything okay?
There's been a gas leak at the Union Carbide factory.
The whole city is suffocating.
The factory is right next to Bhopal Station.
Sir, what if the entire station staff is…
Which is the next train to Bhopal?
Sir, Gorakhpur-Bombay Express. It could reach Bhopal any minute.
The station right before Bhopal is Sukhi Sewaniya.
-Has the train passed? -No, sir, not yet.
-Then get me Sukhi Sewaniya right now! -Okay, sir.
[train horn blaring]
Rati Pandey speaking. GM, Central Railways.
-[man] Yes, sir, please go ahead. -Switch the signal to red.
Don't let Gorakhpur Express go.
-Sir, the train is almost here. -We don't have time, stationmaster.
If you let that train pass, thousands of people will lose their lives.
Stop that train right now.
Rajkumar! Hey, Rajkumar! Stop that train! Stop it!
[train horn blaring]
Hey, Rajkumar! Rajkumar!
-Yes, sir? -Stop the train!
It's already gone. How can I stop it?
-Wave the red flag at the guard! Hurry up! -Okay, sir.
Guard sahab! [banging on door]
Stop! Stop the train!
[Keshav] Hey, Guard!
Hey, stop! Stop!
[beeps]
[both shouting indistinctly]
[Benedict] It crossed, sir.
They couldn't stop it.
[train horn blaring]
-[banging on door] -Don't worry.
Nothing will happen, behen-ji. Don't worry.
[banging continues]
[coughing]
[coughing violently]