"Hail valorous Hanuman."
"Hail Pavan's son Hanuman."
[intense music playing]
[comical music]
[upbeat music]
Hey, you are here again!
[comical music]
[struggling]
[horse neighs]
[intense music playing]
Foolish vanara!
You are lucky that Lankesh has ordered to bring you alive.
Otherwise, for destroying the beauty of Ashok Vatika,
I, Prahasta's son Jambuvali, would have decapitated you.
You talk a lot.
Now I am feeling sleepy.
Will you just keep using words, or will you also fight with me?
[intense music playing]
[shooting arrow]
[intense music playing]
"Hail valorous Hanuman."
"Hail Pavan's son Hanuman."
[intense music playing]
Now, even Lankesh's orders can't save you.
Even if Lankesh cuts off my head now,
I will take your head with me.
[intense music playing]
Attack!
It seems that along with the intelligence,
the vision of Lankesh's army has also weakened.
Huh!
What are you looking at?
This is not mine but the glory of my Lord Shri Rama.
You should also chant his name.
- All your sins will be forgiven. - Oh!
So you are an infiltrator of that forest dweller.
Which Rama are you praising!
That forest dweller who walks barefoot in the forests
and is stumbling.
The one who could not protect his wife
and is hiding somewhere like a coward
and sent you here to die.
You're praising that person!
Two things make me angry.
One is atrocities on women
and an attack on the honour of my Lord Shri Rama.
I will be the one attacking now.
"Hail Pavan's son Hanuman."
"Hail Bajrangbali Hanuman."
Who is he, and why is he here?
You were seen talking to him.
And he also manifested in the form of a giant here.
Tell us! Who was that elusive vanara?
Tell us!
Why did that vanara come here to meet you?
Tell us the truth!
- Or... - He is an ordinary vanara.
He was hungry.
He is here to eat fruits.
That ordinary vanara of yours killed Jambuvali,
the brave son of Minister Prahasta.
Don't know what Lankesh will do now when he learns
that the vanara has created this fuss after meeting you.
Now, wait for the news of his death.
[dramatic music]
It has started now.
The display of the power of Rama's messenger has started.
When my Shri Rama comes,
this Lanka will tremble.
[song playing]
Shri Rama.
[song playing]
Impossible. That's not possible.
My son Jambuvali!
[crying]
My son!
An insignificant vanara cannot kill the mighty Jambuvali.
When times are against us,
even a dog bites a person sitting on a high branch of a tree, Akshaya.
This is not the end of Jambuvali
but the beginning of the end of Lanka.
He is destroying all our soldiers one by one.
His purpose must be something else.
Whoever he is, he is a criminal of Lanka.
Bring him to me.
Ashok Vatika is my responsibility.
Hence, I will be the one punishing
that unruly vanara.
No! No, my son!
You won't go anywhere.
Something bad is definitely going to happen.
I am... I am feeling very anxious, Akshaya.
You won't go anywhere.
Is there a moment
when you are not anxious?
Because of this concern of yours,
I left your side
and grew up in the shelter of father.
[sinister music]
Father, I will present that vanara at your feet right away.
So that mother's doubts are removed,
and my ability is also proved.
My faith in you is as eternal as your name.
We protect!
[tense music playing]
[mellow music]
You are so wicked, king of fruits.
The desire to eat you drove me to misdeeds in my childhood.
And today, God knows how many more misdeeds
you will make this Rama devotee do.
You wicked!
[laughing]
[mellow music]
[tense music]
What's wrong, Trijata?
Sita, a vanara has created havoc in Lanka.
He killed the mighty Jambuvali.
No one knows who he is.
Your dream is about to come true soon, Trijata.
Yes!
Look at this.
This belongs to my Shri Rama.
My lost hope has returned, Trijata.
And that vanara is none other than
the messenger of my Shri Rama.
He is like my son.
He,
who has brought me the message of my Shri Rama.
And what Hanuman is doing
is the earthquake that comes before the doomsday.
My Shri Rama
is coming, Trijata.
Really?
Your Rama is coming?
I am delighted. Extremely happy!
But
will your Rama's messenger be able to return or not?
Because Akshayakumara himself is coming to catch him.
[intense music playing]
Rest assured, son.
- Don't worry. - I am not worried, father.
I just can't understand
how that vanara got here.
[intense music playing]
Any news about Akshayakumara?
Why hasn't he returned yet?
He just left a few moments ago.
Don't worry, Mandodari.
In a few moments, you will hear a vanara screaming.
Your worries will go away after that.
Akshayakumara is no ordinary warrior.
He is
equivalent to an entire army.
He must be bringing that insolent vanara.
[sinister music]
[intense music playing]
Glory to Akshayakumara!
[intense music playing]
Please forgive us, my lord.
We could not catch that elusive vanara...
Idiot!
Ahh!
Where is that insolent intruder
who destroyed Lankesh's beloved Ashok Vatika?
Show yourself, vanara!
Don't make your death more painful.
Why are you hurting your throat by screaming, dear prince?
I was not hiding.
I was just resting.
"Hail powerful Hanuman."
'He also killed Ekjata, who brought me food.'
'He is the same evil one.'
Don't you have
the slightest fear of your death?
Life and death are in the hands of my Lord Shri Rama.
He can kill whomever he wants
and bless whomever he wants.
You're lucky
that father wants to see you alive.
So surrender quietly!
If you make me angry, I'll ignore even father's orders.
Oh,
so you will break your father's order?
[laughing]
I think you're your father's favourite.
That's why you're so spoiled and rude.
All right, then.
Go on, try.
[chuckling]
Kill me.
[intense music playing]
It seems that due to your father's pampering,
you have not learned archery properly.
Why are you wasting your arrows?
[intense music playing]
I take my words back.
You turned out to be pretty skilled in archery.
The only sad thing is that you chose the path of immorality.
And no matter how powerful immorality may be,
it will be crushed by morality one day.
[upbeat music]
[intense music playing]
"Hail valorous Hanuman."
"Hail Pavan's son Hanuman."
"Hail Bajrangbali Hanuman."
"Hail powerful Hanuman."
[upbeat music]
Defiant! I won't spare you!
[intense music playing]
[Hanuman chalisa playing]
My Prince!
He forced Mother Sita.
He threatened my mother.
Hanuman's mother!
[upbeat music]
"Hail valorous Hanuman."
"Hail Pavan's son Hanuman."
[conch-shell playing]
[dramatic music]
This bell?
This bell is a sign of bad luck.
[tense music]
What happened, Dashanan?
[tense music]
[sombre music]
[wind blowing]
[clouds thundering]
Akshaya!
Mother!
[wind blowing]
[sombre music]
Get up.
Don't joke
with your father.
I did not name you Akshaya
so that
your body lay like this in front of me.
You can't be defeated like this!
Get up!
Akshaya!
[sombre music]
[sinister music]