Death Train (Detonator) (Death Train)

Plutonium.

Nuclear bomb ka bunyadi ansar.

Is jaanlewa plutonium ke zarre zarre ko,

ek German nuclear plant se churaya gaya.

Meri tanzeem,

United Nations Anti-Crime Organization

nuclear dehshatgardi se nibatti hai.

Woh jab Karl Leitzig, ek German physicist,

is plutonium ko do nuclear bombs banane ke liye istemal karta hai,

toh uski takhleeq UNACO ke liye azaab banjaati hai.

Dr. Leitzig ki gadgets, jaisa unhein kehte hain,

un hisson ko istemal karte hain jo Soviet Union se smuggle kiye gaye.

Intehayi nayaab hisse jo ke supply kiye ek baaghi Russian general ne

aur usi ke mathehet tashkeel diye gaye German hunarmandi ke saath.

Toh, Russian general ko zaroorat thi do bombs ki

dunya ke halaat ki simt badalne ke liye.

Aur Dr Leitzig ko naukri chahyye thi.

Ye samjhota behtreen tha, lekin phir...

Benin, tumhara Soviet kachra.

Mujhe par radiation asar andaz ho chuki hai!

Tumhari neutron gun ko test kar raha tha aur woh phat gayi!

Aur bomb?

Uska kya?

Woh bohot overtime karenge.

Toh?

Tumhari gari bagher agricultural jaanch ke bina naheen chhor sakta.

Yo!

Clearance ke liye radio karo abhi.

Theek hai, chalo!

Control...

Track 18, engine 4402, nikalne ke liye tayyar.

Bahir, bahir!

Bahir niklo!

Bahir niklo. Bahir! Chalo!

-Chalo, betho! -Chalo, betho!

Ab, chalo!

Udhar ruko!

Chup karo!

Naheen! Naheen!

-Chup karo warna tum sab maroge! -Chup karo!

Dheyan se.

Bas ek tarah ka khargosh hai jiske liye main ahista hota hoon.

Shikaar kar sakta tha, lekin khargosh ka mausam naheen.

Tum khareedoge.

Acha, haan. Shukriya.

-Hey. Kuch chal raha hai? -Hey.

Naheen, hamare liye naheen.

-Philpott ka suna? -Naheen.

Lunch mein apni kalayi torr li.

-Oh, naheen! -Haan.

-Tumne kiya? -Naheen!

Boxing Harlem Athletic Club mein.

Bremen, Germany. Plutonium ki dakaiti.

Ye kuch tumhari shaam ke liye.

Eurorail Control Munich, Germany

4402, track 18.

Slow karo, aane wali siderail, taake northbound guzar sake.

Suno, ye 4402 hai.

Ham kisi ke liye slow naheen karte.

Tumhare darjan log mere paas hain

aur main chahta hoon Stuttgart tak track clear kardein, samajh aayi?

-Kaun hai ye? -Tumhara badtareen khwab.

Northbound 1507,

Emergency slow spur ke liye.

Slow karo spur ke liye! Main 500 meters par switch kar raha hoon.

-Aankhein naheen hatayenge. -Laanat, Alex.

Alex!

Baal baal bache.

Unhein do lashein mili hain Bremen railyard mein.

4402, tumhein kya chahyye?

Mujhe tumhari saari attention chahyye,

tumhara saath aur tumhara pehla bacha.

Aur mujhe ek saaf rasta chahyye Stuttgart tak ka, warna log marenge.

Samajh arahi hai?

-Route tumhara hai. -Shukriya.

Bremen, Germany Train Hijacked.

Sabrina, hey, ye dekho.

Phir se Bremen.

Ek saath do ek khamosh town mein.

Train ka cargo pata lagao.

Haan. Dekho.

Kya apne commander-in-chief ko bataoge ke

UNACO ki wasee taaqat ko ko dene waale

United Nations General Assembly aur Security Council hain? Aur...

Naheen, bas apna kaam karne ki azaadi chahyye.

Dekho, kya main baad mein baat karun, please?

Bohot bohot shukriya. Goodbye.

Safeer. Unmein safarat toh honi chahyye?

Hamari zabaan ajeeb hai, janaab.

Behtar hai dekho kya chal raha hai.

Yaqeen karta hoon ke ye ek aur

koshish naheen apne aap ko field par rakhne ki, Ms. Carver?

Asal mein, bas bahir jaane wali thi.

Us call ke baad, ham mein se kuch tumhare saath honge.

Germans ke paas ek hijacked train hai jo Bremen se Stuttgart ja rahi hai.

Aur mumkina taur par is se alag, ek paas mein plutonium ki chori.

12 log yarghamal, do mura mard employees.

Hijackers se radio par raabta ho chuka hai.

Ek tape recorder ki darkhwast karo, Ms. Sanchez. Awaaz ki nishaandehi.

-Kitna Plutonium? -Pata naheen.

Umeed karte hain ke trigger ki miqdar na ho.

Is waqt, ye Germany ka masail hain.

Bremen, Germany 02:10 Train Hijacked

Tumhein pata hai woh kaise hain.

Agar train ne border cross kiya? Kya ham qabu mein honge?

Khwahish hai, Ms. Carver.

Main use jahan chahun wahan switch karsakta hoon, lekin chahega naheen woh.

Woh hamari train par hai, waheen jayega jahan bhejunga.

Mujhe spur line ka batao.

Ek lambi arahi hai Rohrsen se.

Use wahan bhejo.

Franz, woh kya tha?

Andaza hai ke main line se hat gaye.

Haan, aisa ho chuka hai.

Pata hai kahan ja rahe hain. Tum is cheez ko roko.

Unhein pata chal gaya. Ruk rahe hain.

Koi baat naheen, mere aadmi hain wahan.

Tum! Tumhara ab tak dil kharab hojana chahyye tha, waise bhi.

Chalo. Chalo.

Chalo.

Tumhein karna hai ye?

Naheen! Naheen!

Naheen! Naheen!

Darwaza kholo!

Ek yarghamali ko qatal kardiya gaya hai.

Acha laga?

Stuttgart tak clear karo mujhe.

Agar phir kuch kiya, toh do marenge.

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BREMENPOLICE

Ab ye screen jurri hui hai Bremen Police se.

Awaaz ki nishaandehi ka kya?

Is joker ka ab tak koi criminal record naheen mila.

Ye Midwestern lehja naheen?

Kahan ja raha hai?

Kisi ko naheen pata chal pa raha ke kitna plutonium chori hua hai.

Ye kya hai?

Laanat.

Ye Bremen ke aate hue data ki direct link hai.

Kahan se nikla ye?

-New York. -Leitzig.

Ye woh department head hai jisne plutonium smuggle karwaya.

Lekin woh toh bohot khufiya hai.

Unhein iske source ka naheen pata,

lekin ye janna chahta hain ke ye sach hai ya naheen.

Ms. Sanchez, ek review banayo maujooda field agents ke liye.

-Awaaz achi hai! -Bohot achi hai.

Phone sunayi de raha hai?

Kaan baj rahe hain.

Main phone kyun na uthalun?

-Hello? -Michael?

-Malcolm Philpott baat kar raha hoon. -Huh?

Ruko!

-Behtar hai. Kaun? -Malcolm Philpott.

Phil, yaar! Kaise ho?

Koi masla naheen.

Michael, kya tumhari awaaz mein Eton ke bajaye bluegrass ki awaaz hai?

Maqami log mujhe ab tak Brit kehte hain.

-Zahiri taur par munh par naheen. -Zahiri baat.

Toh, Michael, kaafi waqt hogaya hai.

-Tum mujhe yaad naheen karaoge... -Laos?

Zaroorat hai?

Phil, Phil, Phil, please, suno.

Main is bike par ek saal se upar se kaam kar raha hoon, Daytona ke liye.

Kal Qualifying round hai.

Michael, kya ehsaan na chahte hue tumhein call karunga?

Kya? Awaaz naheen arahi! Sunayi naheen de raha!

-Wapis bolo? -Toh use band karo!

Dekho, Phil, main tumse do din baat karunga, theek?

Michael, Europe khatam hojayega!

Oh, waqai?

Haan!

Tumhare liye ek private jet hoga Lexington Airport par.

-Kahan jayenge? -Pehle New York aur phir Munich.

Kaam wale kapre laana.

Aur Michael, iske baad, Laos wala mamla barabar.

Tumhari sabiqa biwi thi?

Us se bhi badtar.

Theek, tasdeeq hochuki hai.

Kisi aur qanoon nafiz karne wali tanzeem ya

kisi news agency ko ye purasrar bomb ka message naheen mila.

Bohot khushnaseeb. Aadhe Europe ko nashte se pehle darane ka faida naheen.

Talaash jaari rakho, Ms. Sanchez

Ye wala, haan.

Ye naya Rodenko hai.

-Ek aur Russian? -Siyasat ham ghar par chhorte hain.

Major sabiqa railway engineer bhi hai.

Toh, Rodenko Whitlock, physicist...

Kolchinsky, combat chopper pilot.

-Aur Graham. -Graham kaun hai?

Purana business saathi hai, jab main SAS mein tha.

Yehi munasib hai.

Lekin, mujhe zaroorat dikhrahi hai ek information analyst ki,

ek mahir nishanebaaz ki, aur ek lisaani maahir ki.

-Sir? -Tayyari karo.

Haan! Oh, yaar!

Munich, Germany

Bomb banaya gaya hai Leitzing ke plutonium se

Freight 4402 par hai Tracks khule rakho ya Europe barbaad hoga

Ab tak pata chal gaya hoga Bremen police ko.