Extrapolations (2023) s01e05 Episode Script

[BREATHES HEAVILY]
- [ALARM BLARING]
- Shit.
[GUARD SHOUTING IN NORWEGIAN]
[GUARDS SHOUTING]
[PANTING]
[GUARD SHOUTING IN NORWEGIAN]
[HEAVY FILTERED BREATHING]
[PERSON COUGHING]
[PEOPLE COUGHING]
[PERSON SPEAKING HINDI]
[BELLS CHIME]
[ANNOUNCER ON PA, IN HINDI] Attention.
The sun has set.
Curfew is now lifted in accordance
with national ordinance 1138.
[VENDOR SPEAKING HINDI]
Daytime curfew resumes at sunrise:
6:11 a.m.
Is mine on? I'm taking one pull.
- [CHATTERING]
- [CUSTOMER SPEAKS HINDI]
- [INHALES DEEPLY]
[MACHINE RINGING]
[COUGHING, CLEARS THROAT]
Hey! Stop, fucker.
You paid for only one puff.
So add it to my tab.
What tab?
Hey.
[VENDOR 1] What?
Give my brother one more shot.
[VENDOR 1] Will you pay for it?
- [PERSON SPEAKS HINDI]
- [MACHINE RINGING]
[PHONE BEEPS]
[VENDOR SPEAKING HINDI]
[INHALES DEEPLY]
Did you wager on the cricket
match yesterday at Lords?
Yes. I also lost three lakhs.
Come on.
[VENDOR 2] Drought-resistant seeds!
Wheat, Jowar, Bajra.
Genuine Alpha seeds
So you're the driver?
Mind your own business.
[VENDOR 2] Wheat, Jowar, Bajra.
Genuine Alpha seeds
[PHONE BEEPS]
Stay on him.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[FAN BEEPING]
[IN HINDI] Wait here. I'm going inside.
Hurry up.
- [EXPLOSION]
[PEOPLE CLAMORING IN HINDI]
[SCOOTER DRIVER] Come on.
- What is that?
- What?
Can't you see that light?
That?
Maybe it's the sun and we'll
all be dead in eight minutes.
You come on. Come on.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[HAMMERING]
[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[WORKER, IN HINDI] I am feeling hungry.
[HAMMERING CONTINUES]
the driver, Gaurav, right?
Come, eat some biryani.
It's not real rice. It's that
synthetic, processed crap.
[IN HINDI] Did you hear that outside?
read the detail? English only.
[IN HINDI] What?
It says me and you are
to speak in English only.
Why?
I don't know. A security
measure or something.
These higher-ups and
their their demands.
I could do it in Hindi!
[IN HINDI] I speak good Hindi!
go against the detail.
[SNIFFS] Anyway, come eat. I'm Neel.
Something exploded in the sky.
Mmm. My man said it, um
it was a drone. Uber Eats.
Not a drone.
- [NEEL] What then?
- Not a drone.
Airplane, maybe.
Not an aeroplane.
Then what?
I don't know.
[SIGHS] It doesn't matter
anyway. Over there. That's you.
- Diesel?
- If it wasn't diesel, we wouldn't need you.
Self-driving autos are
driving you guys to extinction.
I'm not paying for diesel.
Last time they didn't
give me reimbursement.
There's a cash allotment for fuel.
There better be.
I just said there was.
How much is it?
Enough to get you to Varanasi.
Varanasi?
Yeah. Varanasi first, and
then up north somewhere.
- There's two shifts?
- Yeah.
- I don't do double shifts.
- Says who?
It's in my contract.
You have a contract?
- Verbal.
- Verbal contract.
Madam knows, madam is aware.
[SIGHS] That's between you and Madam.
The job is a double shift.
Do you want it or not?
No double shifts.
In that case, fuck off.
[IN HINDI] Watch your mouth, asshole.
even ask me how much it pays.
10,000 euros.
Ten thousand
Euros.
- Ten thousand euro.
- Five up front. Five on completion.
No, ten thousand euro to drive?
To drive what?
I don't know. It doesn't
matter. Cargo is cargo.
I don't agree.
So [SIGHS] what's it gonna be?
["I'D RAIN ALL OVER
YOU" PLAYING ON RADIO]
[PHONES CHIMING]
Let's go.
Huh?
- Let's go.
- Where are you going?
Me and you, road trip.
Thirty-five hours to Varanasi,
and I hope you like country-western
because that is my jam!
[GAURAV] No.
You take the bus or something.
I drive alone. I always drive alone.
It is safe.
Madam specifies we go together.
Why do you want to go to Varanasi?
[SIGHS] I don't know, mate. I'm on
the job, exactly the same as you.
I'm not lifting you in
and out of the truck, okay?
[IN HINDI] Understand?
[POUNDING]
["KOHINOOR" PLAYING]
[SONG CONTINUES ON RADIO, CRACKLING]
[NEEL SIGHS] All the trucks in Mumbai,
and we get the one
with blown-out speakers.
[RADIO TUNING, CRACKLING]
What do you do when you drive?
Music? News radio? Meditation? What?
For me, it's music. Always music, man.
Obviously country-western,
but rap, EDM, trap.
I love songs from the movies.
["BAAR BAAR DEKHO HAZAR
BAAR DEKHO" PLAYING ON RADIO]
That's it.
Are you married? Have a girl? A guy?
Me, I'm not married.
I had a girl, but after
I lost the leg here
- [COUGHS]
- she went and got with someone else.
[CLICKS TONGUE] I was
pissed, man, but I get it.
Do you like movies?
No.
I fucking love movies, man.
Romance, history, drama,
action. I don't care. [SIGHS]
My sweetie and I, before she left
me, we'd spend all day in the cinema.
Poor girl. She couldn't be
marrying some cripple, you know?
But I do earn.
I'm not some [IN HINDI] loser.
gets back to her, you know,
and she's like, "Oh, Neel,
international gangster.
Maybe he earns more than the
current dickhead I'm curled up with."
Maybe she comes around, you know.
A man's gotta believe. Happily
ever after, like the movies.
[IN HINDI] How much will
it cost to shut you up?
I don't wanna hear about some bitch
who ran off with somebody else.
mouth. Talking about my girl.
You want a woman who ran
away with another man?
- You have no shame.
- You don't know the full story.
I don't want to know the full story.
She's gone. Forget about her.
Okay? Now shut up and
sit and let me drive.
I didn't ask you for
an in-depth analysis.
Hardly in-depth.
Fuck you, man! I believe
in things, all right?
So what's your thing? What are
you gonna do when you get paid?
Send it back to the family? Spend
it all on whores, drugs, what?
None of your business.
[INHALES DEEPLY]
[COUGHING]
You got that asthma?
- [COUGHS]
- And you pull from that dirty thing?
Nas-Bots, bro. [INHALES]
This is the shit.
I don't put robots in my nose.
Nanobots, not robots.
Internal filters. Easier, cheaper.
And you don't have to be sucking
on that filthy mask all day.
They track you with
that. You don't know.
[CHUCKLES] Who tracks you?
Corporations.
Corporations don't need
nanobots to track us, mate.
They've got us by the balls already.
[CHUCKLES] I knew guys
like you in the war.
You were in the war?
Yes, sir. Fifteenth Infantry, Amritsar.
- How was that?
- How was the war? Fucking mega, mate.
Pakistan used chemical weapons, or what?
- Not that I saw.
- I heard they did.
Some conspiracy theory.
I heard the war is still going on.
You're a fucking idiot. I
was in the war. It ended.
Everyone has a different story.
I heard it's still going on.
We keep going in, but those
people are like cockroaches,
you kill one, and three more come out.
What people?
Muslims.
I heard it's strictly black-ops now.
The war.
Where are you hearing this?
- News.
- [NEEL] What news?
Just news.
[NEEL] Listen, the news you're
listening to is some bullshit news.
You're gonna sit there
and you're gonna tell me
that you know more about
the war that I fought in?
We didn't need any chemical weapons.
We got plenty fucked without 'em.
Where were you during the war?
I had exemption.
What exemption?
Ministry of Agriculture.
Crops died.
My father killed himself
and then my brothers, too.
You're agro-exempt?
Your family. I'm sorry.
[BREATHES DEEPLY] Where are you from?
- Bihar.
- Where in Bihar?
Some village you don't know.
- [SPLATTERING ON WINDSHIELD]
- Oh, fucking hell.
Birds. Every night.
It's because of us.
We start living at night
and they start flying around,
after hours, causing mass suicide.
Just like my family.
My family is dead too, mate.
Mine just died of cancer.
Because the air is poison.
The air isn't poison. We
don't have cancer, do we?
Not yet.
Not ever.
Things are gonna get better.
- Okay.
- They will.
- How?
- They will.
- How?
- Trust me. They will.
[CHUCKLES]
[COUGHING]
[BELLS CHIME]
Sun's out. Bedtime.
[ANNOUNCER ON PA SPEAKING HINDI]
What's that stitching
on your bag? The staples?
It works, it's called
[IN HINDI] improvising.
No wonder you're single.
Why don't you get a fake leg?
I don't earn that prosthetic cash,
even in this lavish life of crime.
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS] Tell me how it is
that a farmer's son from Bihar
starts working for Madam out of Mumbai?
You should be proud, man. I am.
I mean, you're earning
decent money on account of,
uh, semi-honest work.
[GAURAV] Mmm.
I mean, 10,000 euros is nothing
to laugh at in this economy.
When I get paid,
I think I'm gonna
take sweetie to Kuwait.
Two nights at the Four
Seasons. Yeah, just me and her.
What if she says no?
Fuck is your problem, man?
[SIGHS] I'm just asking.
My most cherished dream, and
you're just shitting on it.
Anything is possible, you know.
I mean, it could start
snowing outside any minute.
Rains could come back
and grow a rain forest
from here to your
desert planet of Bihar.
I mean, we could colonize Mars,
we could colonize the oceans.
And me and sweetie, we could
find ourselves in the Four Seasons
for two nights in Kuwait.
- [ZIPPER CLOSES]
- A man's gotta believe, you know.
[GAURAV] Mmm.
For me, when I get the
money, I want to go to Goa.
I hear they have women on the
beach who are giving pedicures.
Also with the manicures,
scalp massage, ear cleaning.
[NEEL CHUCKLES] You
want someone to clean
your ears and cut your toenails?
[GAURAV] No, no, it's
much more than that.
They're giving head massage,
cleaning, pumice stone.
Sometimes happy ending also.
[NEEL] Hmm. How much does that cost?
[GAURAV] I don't know.
[NEEL] 10,000 will
last you plenty, mate.
[GAURAV] Maybe forever.
At least until the world
ends, which is probably soon.
You're very depressing, you know that?
The world isn't
necessarily gonna end, okay?
I mean, fuck CIT 2.
We can put that stuff
in the atmosphere and
and things could get better.
Geoengineering.
The volcano did it, so can we.
The volcano from Micronesia.
- Philippines.
- It was Micronesia.
The point is the world can change.
Temperature can fluctuate both ways.
Volcano spews ash into the
air, temperatures got cooler.
It happened before,
and it can happen again.
So you want someone to launch
reflective chemicals into the atmosphere
in the hope that it will cool the planet
and save life on Earth?
And you think I'm stupid?
[NEEL] I'm saying you've
gotta believe in possibilities
and happy fucking endings.
[BILTON'S EMPLOYEE]
Mr. Bilton is concerned.
[TRACKER] I took care of the
plane. I can take care of this.
[DEVICE CHIMES]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Welcome back, ma'am.
[RECEPTIONIST] Yes,
here is your reservation.
Alpha has booked you in a
luxury suite with a terrace.
Charges have been taken care
of, as well as incidentals.
What brings you back to Mumbai, ma'am?
I wanna be a movie star.
[CHUCKLES] Well, you've
come to the right place.
- [BELLHOP] Allow me.
- Leave it.
Is the bar in the room stocked?
[BELLHOP] Yes, ma'am.
Bring some ice. See
that I'm not disturbed.
- [bells chime]
- [Neel sniffs]
[ANNOUNCER ON PA, IN HINDI] Daytime curfew
resumes at sunrise: 6:12 a.m.
[ANNOUNCER, IN HINDI] An extreme
heat warning is in effect.
I wonder how many people died.
[NEEL] Sun's down. Let's go.
[COUGHING]
- [INHALES DEEPLY]
- [NEEL] You still sucking on that thing.
Try my Nas-Bot. Try it!
- [GRUNTS, INHALES]
- Try it! Look!
Keep that robot out of my face or
I'll throw it out of the fucking truck.
I'd like to see you try that. [INHALES]
[IN HINDI] You making fun of me?
[INHALES]
What? Shit.
No, no, it's okay. It's
just routine checking.
You know our story, right?
- Huh? Uh.
- What are we doing?
We are transporting "Cool-Fan-Nice"
electric fans to Varanasi.
- And why am I here?
- Uh
You're our company supervisor.
And we have the paperwork to show for it
- if they wanna
look, okay? - Uh-huh.
Just don't speak in Hindi, okay?
My Hindi's fine. Hey,
listen, if I end up outside
and my chair's still back
there, push it out, all right?
[OFFICER 1 ON BULLHORN, SPEAKING HINDI]
[OFFICER 1 CONTINUES]
[BRAKES SQUEAL]
[IN HINDI] What's the
problem, sir? Everything okay?
[OFFICER 1] Reports of
smugglers. Get out of the truck.
I'm in a wheelchair. Can
you give me a moment
[OFFICERS SHOUTING]
[GROANING, GRUNTING]
[NEEL] Please, sir, please!
- Out of the truck now!
- [GAURAV] What's going on?
[GRUNTING, GROANING]
Yes, sir, we're only
transporting electric fans, sir,
to Varanasi.
[OFFICER 1] Sure you are.
[GAURAV] They're just electric fans.
[OFFICER 1] Open the fucking doors.
[GAURAV] You see, sir?
fans, Cool-Fan-Nice.
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[OFFICER 1] What do you got?
[SPEAKING HINDI]
Hurry up.
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[OFFICER 2] Hey, motherfucker.
On your knees, hands behind your head.
I swear, I'm just a driver.
[OFFICER 2] You're just a driver, eh?
Hey! What'd you find?
- You think we're idiots?
- It's just a lunch box, sir.
- Just a lunch box?
- Yes, sir.
All right, sonny, get
ready to meet your maker.
[BREATHES SHAKILY]
- [GUN FIRES]
- [SCREAMS]
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[GUN CLICKS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[OFFICER 3 ON RADIO SPEAKING HINDI]
[GROANS]
[OFFICER 3 ON RADIO SPEAKING HINDI]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[OFFICER 3 ON RADIO SPEAKING HINDI]
you doing? Start the truck.
[IN HINDI] What's in the lunch box?
You don't know?
[SPEAKING HINDI] Who knows?
It's not my business.
Then how do the police know?
Huh?
They went straight for the tiffin.
Must have got tipped off by some
rival. We need to dump the truck.
- Dump the truck? Huh? Dump the tr
- Yeah.
You think this is some backpack?
Where will you dump the truck?
I know a spot 5K up.
It's on the left, but slow down.
It's barely a road at
all. You'll miss it.
Where did they teach
you shooting like that?
In the army? Huh?
[IN HINDI] I'm not that fucking stupid.
You hear me?
You killed three policemen,
now tell me what we'll do.
Tell me what we'll do.
[IN HINDI] Just drive.
[DISPATCHER, IN HINDI]
Three officers slain Katni
Gunshot wounds
Possible organized hit
There are two suspects,
one is in a wheelchair, the
other is the truck driver.
What do you have?
I think I can put them in Katni
in the last hour, moving east.
[BILTON'S EMPLOYEE] I'll let
our friends at Alpha know.
No, don't. Let me get eyes on 'em first.
[WATCH BEEPS]
The package will be
in my hands by sundown.
[BILTON'S EMPLOYEE] You do know
who you're dealing with, don't you?
Uh-huh.
What's in the tiffin?
I don't know.
Open it and see.
It's fingerprint coded.
Only Madam can open it.
Okay, stop.
Stop, stop. Just one minute, stop.
Okay.
What are we doing? Huh?
You just killed three
policemen, you know that?
The bodies are lying
there at the checkpoint.
The whole state police are
looking for us. We're criminals.
[SIGHS] We still need
to get to Varanasi.
How will we get to Varanasi?
We just dumped the truck over there.
See that backcountry road over there?
Pilgrims pass through
there all the time.
You and me, a cripple
and his poor brother,
looking to offer
prayers in the holy city.
When the bus stops, we'll jump on.
No.
[SIGHS] I'm going back.
You go back now, you won't get paid.
I don't care.
Okay? This has gone out of control.
And what do you think is gonna
happen when you go back to Mumbai?
Why do you think Madam chose you
for this job in the first place?
- Because I work for Madam.
- For this.
This extremely important
job that's paying you
quadruple what you ever made before.
Where this cargo is
clearly of high value.
You, Gaurav, are the
best choice for this job.
No. Madam has 20 drivers
that outrank your skinny arse.
Seven of them turned up dead last
week. The rest, God only knows.
So it turns out, the only driver
unknown to Madam's enemies is you.
You're so insignificant that
no one even knows you exist.
Of course, now you're famous.
Do what you want. Stay,
get fucked or come with me.
I'm going back to the safety
of Madam's warm embrace.
[ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
[BARTENDER] Game of Chicken?
Excuse me?
What you're watching.
Game of Chicken. Reality show.
Ordinary folks jousting homemade drones.
[IN HINDI] This isn't Game of Chicken.
- [PATRON LAUGHS]
- [PATRONS CHATTERING]
[BEEPS]
shooting guns like that in the army.
You're what, some
assassin? Sharpshooter?
Bodyguard.
Bodyguard for Madam.
No, dickhead, for you.
I never held a gun before in my hand.
Actually I've never even heard
the sound of one until today.
You're lucky.
How many people have you
killed before tonight?
More than I'd like.
I've never wanted to kill anyone.
[SIGHS] War was quick, man, but it
[SIGHS] it left a mark, you know.
I've got all these skills,
and I can do these things,
and I'm not happy about it.
The way I see it is, I've
gotta balance out my acts.
For every evil action, some
good administered as well.
I saved your life, so that was one
life saved for three lives gone.
That means I have to save two more lives
just to cancel out the violence tonight.
[IN HINDI] And overall? Before tonight?
Are your karmic scales balanced?
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS] Not yet, sir. Nothing, no.
[SIGHS] Well, either dead, arrested,
hiding or on their way here.
Well, I hope so too, sir, obviously.
Sir, can I call you back?
You're shitting me. They're here?
Howdy, Anusha, madam.
What the fuck, Neel?
- They were tipped off.
- Bullshit.
You went gun-happy, as always.
No, Madam, that corrupt police
were waiting for us near Katni.
[ANUSHA] Who the fuck are you?
- Gaurav, Madam, driver.
- Have I ever met you?
No, first time.
[ANUSHA] Why are you speaking to me?
Madam, Gaurav did well. He didn't
crack under pressure, all right?
Police knew exactly what
they were looking for.
They went straight for the tiffin.
And these guys weren't about
any code of ethics either.
- So you killed them?
- Them or us in this instance.
[IN HINDI] I swear to God.
What's in there anyway? What have
we been carrying all this time?
- This needs to be in Amritsar by tomorrow.
- Amritsar?
But here's the thing, Mr. Terminator,
the entire military apparatus
of MP are looking for two men.
- One of whom is in a wheelchair.
- [SIGHS]
So, why do I have to go along?
Job isn't finished. You want payment?
All I'm saying, ma'am,
is risk assessment.
We are taking precautions.
You two bastards are driving by day.
Solar-powered. AC.
Built-in filtration.
[NEEL, IN FRENCH]
fake French NGO we made up.
- I think the French is wrong.
- Who the fuck cares, Neel? It's French.
From a distance, the police
will think you're relief workers.
Self-drives, but Mohan
here has deactivated it.
Self-driving cars get
tagged on the grid,
so there's no way to get by
undetected, especially during the day.
It's imported, so it's left-hand
drive. Can you handle that?
Yes, madam.
[ANUSHA] Mohan's made a number of
adjustments to prepare for the heat.
Enhanced AC, deeper tint, and
he's made room for your wheelchair.
Much obliged.
[IN HINDI] Will this melt?
with a wet-bulb temperature reading.
Measuring heat and humidity combined.
If wet-bulb spikes to
33, alarm will sound.
You will assemble the
mirror tent stored in back.
It's automatic, but it takes
about two minutes to expand.
Also, if you're driving on pavement,
pull off to dirt because
the blacktop tends to melt.
Hear that? The road will fucking
melt. This is just festive.
[ANUSHA] The mirror tent
covers the entire vehicle.
You stay within the tent, or
you'll end up like our friend.
[NEEL] Who's our friend?
- [ANUSHA] Him.
- [NEEL] Who is he?
- [ANUSHA] Your additional cargo.
- What's wrong with him?
[ANUSHA] Idiot was out collecting
data during goddamn daylight
when wet-bulb spiked to 35.
He should be dead. He went into
hyperthermic shock, and he went blind.
Although, his eyesight is returning now.
The worst part is the delirium.
Our man could barely
speak for two weeks.
And now he's sometimes lucid.
Sometimes he's a fucking disaster.
Harbaksh, Uncle, how are you feeling?
Yes. Good, beta.
[ANUSHA] Are you ready
to leave tomorrow?
- Leave?
- You'll be going north to Amritsar.
Remember? I told you.
[IN HINDI] Yeah, yeah,
Amritsar, let's go.
Dr. Harbaksh Mann. Genetic scientist.
Without him, the seeds are useless.
What seeds?
The fucking seeds, Neel. What
do you think this is about?
Everything is going to change now.
[JOURNALIST ON RADIO]
Scientists are divided
in their prediction of how global
weather patterns will be affected
by what is now being called
an act of ecoterrorism.
Sardar-ji, what's in the tiffin? Seeds?
Seeds. Yes, seeds.
- What kinda seeds?
- Many seeds.
Give me your hand.
[JOURNALIST ON RADIO] catastrophic
changes in precipitation levels
in all regions is causing chaos
[NEEL] Rice seeds?
Rice seeds?
We've been smuggling rice
seeds all this while? Great.
[HARBAKSH] Yes. Special seed.
What's special about them?
Well, all seeds are special,
beta. Each one a miracle.
What's special about these seeds?
Those?
Those are stolen from the
seed vault at Svalbard.
- Do you know what he's talking about?
- [CLICKS TONGUE]
[NEEL] Fucking rice seeds all this time.
Uncle, you're a scientist.
Settle a dispute.
Geoengineering blasting that
shit into the atmosphere.
- Will it save the world? Yes or no?
- Yes.
- See, Gaurav? Hope springs eternal.
- Mmm.
Remember he's cracked.
So, tell us, Uncle. How does it work?
How is it that we control the weather?
Centuries ago, tribes of
nomads dyed the desert floor,
blackening acres of space to make it hot
and to increase air convection
so as to encourage precipitation.
This is the same principle.
- And did it work back then?
- No.
- So why now?
- They had it wrong. They were too far away.
[NEEL] Farmer boy, you
know about seeds, right?
These look special to you?
Like any other seed.
You have the microscope app?
Mm-hmm.
[PHONE BEEPS]
Zoom in.
[GAURAV] Hmm.
- They don't have the watermark.
- So?
So, every seed in the world is
owned by the Big Agro corporations.
So they can prove their ownership,
they all have the watermark, or
scan code, or whatever.
- Another grand conspiracy.
- All right.
This is not a conspiracy. This is
why you should not read too much.
He said they were
stolen from a seed vault.
I heard there was something
like that near the North Pole
where all the original seeds
of the world are stored.
But even if it's true,
none of these old seeds
will grow anymore. Not in this heat.
Hasn't rained in over a year.
They're worthless.
What do genetic scientists do?
Madam said the seeds
were useless without him.
[GAURAV] They're the ones
putting the codes on the seeds.
[NEEL] So Sardar-ji's
gonna code the seeds
for Madam and the higher-ups?
Just to copyright the seeds?
[GAURAV] Or they could clone them
and give them to farmers. But
There's no point. They won't grow.
Not unless it starts to rain again.
[IN HINDI] In Allah's hands.
it to rain, it will rain.
Sardar-ji! Come here! Let's go!
They left by daylight,
taking back roads north.
Most likely through the
Bhajowali River Valley.
[BILTON'S EMPLOYEE ON EAR PIECE]
How do you know?
I don't know. Intuition?
Mr. Bilton will want
more than intuition.
Well, if my intuition isn't good enough,
you can find somebody
else to track them.
[NEEL] You're off course, man.
The map says we are not.
- We're fucking lost.
- Look, can you relax?
Okay? Just don't give me tension,
I'm driving, let me drive.
[IN HINDI] What the fuck is that?
Look at those little bastards.
- What are they doing out in the daylight?
- I don't know.
What is that?
[THUD]
- [NEEL] What the fuck?
- [GAURAV SPEAKING HINDI]
- [GAURAV] People are starving all over
and children are using
fruit as a weapon now!
and your mango slingshot!
- [IN HINDI] What the fuck is wrong with the world!
to be killed by a fucking summer fruit!
[IN HINDI] You've lost it! Get back in!
Are you nuts?
the police to come back?
- Oh, shit.
- Shit.
Wet-bulb alert. Go get the mirror
tent. Let's go. Quick. Let's go!
I hope their village is nearby.
Those children are
going to boil to death.
Let 'em cook, the little bastards.
[GRUNTING, MUTTERING IN HINDI]
[WHIRRING, BEEPING]
target. Launch trajectory.
Good shot.
Fuck.
[PANTING]
The little mango
motherfucker's passing out, man.
[GAURAV] What?
The kid with the mango.
He's stroking out.
His waste friends have fucking left him.
[GAURAV] Hey, Neel! Come
inside and sit in the car!
Can't do it! Karma.
- Neel!
- Balance. Way of the world.
[IN HINDI] Hey, asshole
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[PANTING]
[IN HINDI] Die,
motherfucker. What do I care?
[GRUNTING]
[FLAT TONE RINGING]
[FLAT TONE CONTINUES]
[PANTING]
Neel? Neel?
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTS]
[IN HINDI] You okay?
What the hell are you doing
outside during daytime?
Do you have a death wish?
[IN PUNJABI] My son. Look at me.
Where is your village?
Just ahead. Khella.
Why are you outside during daylight?
[BOY] The other boys dared me.
I had to.
fucking kids
[GAURAV, IN HINDI] This place is empty.
Where's everyone?
[HARBAKSH, IN PUNJABI] Honk the
horn. They sleep underground.
[HORN HONKING]
[SHOUTING IN HINDI]
[PARENT] Shahid!
- Shahid. Shahid!
- Shahid?
Is this your kid?
You just let him go out there?
Is he an animal?
[IN HINDI] Hey! He needs help!
He saved the boy's life!
[IN HINDI] Bring him
in. [BREATHES HEAVILY]
[SPEAKING HINDI]
Neel, keep your eyes open.
We're almost there,
just a few more minutes.
Keep your eyes open.
[HARBAKSH GRUNTS]
This herbal medicine won't do anything.
Gotu kola this is best.
Fucking gotu kola
Is there a proper doctor here, brother?
[IN PUNJABI] Look
even here, life grows!
[IN HINDI] Listen, you're
a scientist, can't you help?
No, son.
Okay.
[IN HINDI] Doctor, we don't
have a lot of time, understand?
Forget about this herbal
stuff. Tell me, what can we do?
We need to cool him down.
I can fucking see that.
- How?
- Ice?
Ice?
But we don't have any.
was an offshoot strand
of the Indus River Valley.
[IN PUNJABI] Listen, 4,000
years ago, they grew rice here.
[IN HINDI] Listen to me.
No matter what happens,
don't let him sleep.
I'm going to the next
village to look for ice.
I'm not gonna let him die here.
Take my number in case you need it.
[BOTH SPEAKING HINDI]
What the hell?
[SPEAKING HINDI]
You're the driver?
You're the driver?
Where are the seeds?
It won't go the way
you want. It never does.
[GAURAV SCREAMING]
[GRUNTS]
Okay, lady, come out with your hands up!
You don't want it like this. Trust me.
Gaurav!
- Gaurav!
- What?
Get Sardar-ji out of the
car! I've got you covered!
No!
- For fuck's sake, just get the old man!
- [DRONES WHIRRING]
Trust me!
Go!
[WHISPERING] Engage. Now.
[DRONES SCREECHING]
[PANTING]
I read the intel on you.
I'm sorry.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[IN HINDI] He saved my son's life.
Please let him be.
[IN HINDI] step
away He's a criminal
Please. He is already
hurt. Please leave.
Please don't get involved.
inside! Go take care of your son!
Fuck off! Go! [SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
- What the fuck?
- [PANTING]
- [GRUNTS]
- [SCREAMS]
[GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
[SHUDDERS]
[WHIMPERING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Neel Let's get you
to the hospital. Come on.
- Come on.
- I saved you.
You saved us all.
[IN HINDI] Lift his leg.
[SPEAKING HINDI]
- Huh?
Keep your eyes open, Neel.
- Sweetie. Sweetie
- Ah. Sweetie.
Sweetie's good Sweetie's good.
- Come. Sweetie's good.
- Sweetie.
- Sweetie's
- Sweetie.
Neel. Neel. Neel.
[SPEAKING HINDI]
Neel?
[DRONES WHIRRING]
[GLASS BREAKING]
[CHIRPING]
[GASPS]
[SIGHS]
[OFFICER SPEAKING PUNJABI]
[IN HINDI] Come on come on.
[SPEAKING PUNJABI]
[IN HINDI] Come on, diplomatic
plates. Show us your magic.
Let them through.
[SPEAKING HINDI]
[SIGHS]
[IN HINDI] Neel said they
are expecting you inside.
What do I do with this?
[IN PUNJABI] Son There was a boy.
His father had died.
And his mother was old.
They both lived in a village.
They had nothing but an old cow.
His mother said to sell the cow.
[SPEAKING PUNJABI]
[HARBAKSH] In the market, a
man offered to buy the cow
but instead of money,
he offered magic beans.
Magic beans? Did they grow?
[HARBAKSH, IN PUNJABI]
More than he could have imagined.
[SHOUTING IN PUNJABI]
[IN HINDI] Move
[BUS DRIVER, IN
PUNJABI] Next stop, Zira.
[IN HINDI] Shitty Muslim hole.
What did you say? Say it again.
- Nothing.
- You said something, right?
No
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SIGHS]
[GAURAV CHUCKLES]
[IN HINDI] Here. Have these.
[CHILD] What are these?
[GAURAV] I don't know
Maybe they're magic.
[THUNDERCLAP]
A flash flood warning is in effect
for the states of Madhya
Pradesh, Rajasthan and Haryana.
Torrential downpours have been reported
causing damage to
critical infrastructure.
Do not shelter underground.
Repeat:
Do not seek shelter from
extreme heat underground.
Act quickly to protect your life.
- [WIND HOWLING]
- [RAINING CONTINUES]
[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING HINDI]