Ms. Marvel

Your great-grandmother's story is of legend.

When you're ready, we have much to discuss.

Back then, there was no Pakistan. It was all one big country, India.

-What happened to Sana's mother? -She disappeared that night.

This is my ammi. What I could remember of her at least.

Every Pakistani family has a Partition story.

I somehow got separated from my father.

Until a trail of stars appeared and took me right back into his arms.

- On the train. - The last one that night.

It was Aisha's wish, to bring us all home. And now you must finish what she started.

If the Clandestines use the bangle to tear down the Veil,

they'll unleash their world unto us, until there's nothing left of it.

That is why it is important to keep that bangle safe.

Get her out of here!

Waleed.

At the stroke of the midnight hour,

when the world sleeps,

India will awake to light and freedom.

With those words, on the eve of August 15th, 1947,

newly appointed prime minister Jawaharlal Nehru

signaled the beginning of a new India.

After almost 200 years of oppressive British rule, India is free.

The Dominion of Pakistan has been demarcated for Muslims,

while India is a secular state with a Hindu majority.

An unprecedented mass migration has begun,

as millions of people make their way across borders,

a consequence of a century-long British strategy of divide and rule.

Riots and violent outbreaks have erupted across the country.

People are fleeing for their lives.

Bloody trains arrive to their destinations as homes are torched across the country.

To understand how all this began, we must go back to a pivotal moment

in the Indian struggle for independence.

Back in 1942.

Stop or I'll shoot!

There they are, sir.

Leave now!

Get out!

Disperse!

Away from here!

Go home!

Move on!

Back to your homes! Back to your homes!

Back to your home! Into your home!

Touch me and I'll break your leg.

What? You mean this one?

It's okay. I don't use it much anyway.

What do you want?

Well, for one, I'd like you to stop trampling on my poor roses,

but from the looks of it, I think you need more help than they do.

-Can I help you with anything? -No.

No, thank you.

There's, uh, food and a place to rest if you need to use my cottage.

Now, I know you're just putting on a show.

No human alive can resist the smell of fresh-fried paratha.

So, do you have a name?

Or shall I just call you hungry?

Perhaps you can tell me where you're from then?

I see.

You're clearly not British.

And you're not from this village. So, what brings you to my doorstep?

I like your roses.

Ah, she speaks.

You're very kind. Which one's your favorite?

You know, when I saw you out there, it reminded me of my favorite poem.

"When the soul lies down in that grass

"The world is too full to talk about

"What you seek is seeking you..."

Aisha.

My name is Aisha.

Aisha.

"She who lives." A beautiful name.

Hasan.

I know that you're pretty attached to that rotting tree branch,

but I thought it might be nice to have

a walking stick that actually helped you walk.

And to think,

when we first met, you threatened to break my leg.

Well, I changed my mind.

Thank you.

Thank you for making a home for me here.

She looks at you as though you're magic.

I can't say that I blame her.

As religious unrest sweeps across the country,

the prime minister urges India's citizens to remain calm...

I love you.

...by saying, "Our first and immediate objective must be to put an end

"to all internal strife and violence

"which disfigure and degrade us, and injure the cause of freedom."

Yet uncertainty and fear

have turned to bloodshed...

Peaceful?

Could all this bloodshed be called as peaceful?

We will get through this.

Hasan...

Najma.

So, this is where you've been hiding.

I thought you were all dead.

We searched everywhere for years.

But now that I've found you,

we can put our plan into action.

Don't you want to go home, Aisha?

Of course.

Of course I do.

But I hid the bangle for safe keeping.

Retrieving it will take some time.

You have until sundown tomorrow.

And then, we will all go home. Together.

The riots are spreading.

Everyone's trying to leave now while they still can.

This is all I've ever known.

My father built this house for us.

What will I leave behind for my daughter?

No Muslims are safe here.

You've seen what's happening.

They're burning homes across the countryside.

People are dying.

It's just too risky to stay with Sana.

We can take our memories with us.

So long as we're together, we can build a home anywhere, Hasan.

"What you seek is seeking you."

You taught me that.

I know, beta.

New adventures can be scary.

That's why I need you to hold onto this for me.

This will keep you safe wherever you go, okay?

Aisha, listen.

Aisha.

-Aisha, please, I can't keep up. -This is the last train. We need to hurry.

But what are we actually running from?

Who is that woman you were talking to last night?

Tell me the truth.

I need to show you something.

You always said I was magic...

But why are you telling me now?

You knew I was running from something.

But you never pushed.

Because I didn't care.

You chose us, and that's what mattered.

And I'm still choosing you.

And whatever happens,

make sure Sana gets on the train tonight.

Promise me, Hasan.

Nothing is going to happen.

Platform one, train ready for departure.

Sana is not safe. You have to take her with you.

What?

-You have to trust me with this, Hasan. -Aisha.

-For her sake! You promised. -Aisha. Aisha!

-Just go! -Aisha!

Sana, Sana, Sana.

It's okay.

You've turned your back on us.

Your family. Your people. Where's the bangle, Aisha?

Najma...

It'll be okay. She'll be here. She said she'll be here.

I'll find it if it's the last thing I do.

It won't work!

Najma, no!

Platform one, train is ready for departure.

Sana?

- Sana! - Ammi?

- Sana? - Ammi?

Ammi! Ammi! Ammi!

Sana!

Ammi! Ammi!

Sana?

Sana?

Sana!

All train compartments are full.

Keep moving!

Sana!

Ammi!

Abbu!

Ammi!