So, the traitor returns.
Lord of Lanka, we come--
And brings with him another traitorous brother.
You may have stolen your brother's crown, Sugreev.
But you will never be able to bear the weight of it.
Vali was like a brother to me.
Like a brother to you, Great King,
but a true brother to me.
And a true father to Angad, his son.
Angad...
We meet again.
To think how I feasted on the day of your birth.
How I would have protected you as my own son...
Yet, you would side with those who killed your father?
Side against me, his dear friend?
What a disappointment!
I'm glad Vali is dead to not have to bear such shame.
I hear it was treacherously done.
That noble Vali was slain unawares.
You would know all about treachery, assassin.
When have you fought a foe face to face, Prahasta.
I am ready to face one now.
I side with them because their quest is just.
You considered my father to be a brother, Demon King.
Will you not listen to his son?
We come to parley, brother.
To deliver the word of Prince Ram.
Is he whom you now serve, Vibheeshan?
A beggar with nothing but the clothes on his back?
Prince Ram's message is plain.
Return the princess to her husband,
and we shall depart your shores this very day.
No harm will befall the innocents of Lanka, and we shall have peace.
We swear on all this.
Oh, is that all?
Well, where is your beggar prince?
This coward who fears
to stand before me.
Don't confuse Lord Ram's patience for fear, Ravan.
It will not end well for you.
A body can gain the boon of immortality,
but it's in your hands to change your own fate.
You are an immortal, Son of Vayu.
But you still think and act like a common vaanar.
That is why you will lose,
and your name will soon be forgotten.
Whereas my name...
will last eternally in all three lokas.
It's true your name is known in all the three worlds, Lord Ravan.
But speaking your name has only given others fear, never hope or strength.
And you think your exiled prince does?
You're a fool, Angad.
I could crush a thousand such Rams. Where is the strength in that?
All right. Then I challenge you once more.
With Lord Ram's name in my heart, I challenge you to move my leg.
And if you succeed, we will admit defeat right here.
Careful, boy, you got lucky once.
This time I will not only lift your foot... I will tear it off.
Jai Shri Ram!
A second chance, Lord of Lanka. Lift my foot.
Let's see if your strength is greater than my faith in Lord Ram.
Prahasta, Nikumba.
Bring me his leg. Tear it from his body.
Do not fail me this time.
I've heard that vaanar legs are quite delicious.
Why stop at just one leg?
Let's feast on the whole vaanar.
What?
He's not budging at all.
This... this isn't...
We can't move him, my Lord.
He grips the ground like...
the roots of a tree.
Your turn, Lord Ravan.
You play with fire, Angad.
I am just a messenger.
Yet, the name of my Lord is so powerful you cannot even lift my foot.
You bore me, child.
Maybe you need to hear his name again.
Enough!
The name of Princess Sita's husband, the descendant of King Raghu.
I said enough!
Jai Shri Ram.
Silence!
Time for a painful lesson, child.
Why do you bow before me?
Bow to Bhagwan Shri Ram. Take hold of his feet.
He is kind. He'll forgive you.
Enough of your tricks.
No trick, Lord of Lanka.
The power that flows through me is but a drop
compared to the ocean that awaits you in battle.
Do not enter the battlefield.
Give us Princess Sita and end this now.
Do the honourable thing, Great Ravan.
Show us the nobility of your lineage.
Take this message back to that human fool
who hides trembling within your camp.
Tell him this.
I take from those too weak to hold onto their treasures.
That is the right of conquerors.
And Sita is the greatest treasure of all.
And I will never ever give her up,
no matter what the cost.
Tell that coward that Sita is now mine.
And it will be good for him to stay in hiding.
How dare you refer to Prince Ram in such terms!
You should be on your knees,
begging for his forgiveness!
Wait, Sugreev.
I do have a gift for your exiled prince.
He came to Lanka to conquer.
Perhaps there's a spot of earth I'm willing to part with.
There. Let him have that.
Stop! Both of you, stop! This is not right!
Pull them apart! Only you can.
No, my King! Enough!
Enough for now.
You've closed all roads to peace and brought grave misfortune upon yourself
because when Lord Ram decides to find a way,
even stones float on water.
Father, I ask you for your blessing.
Fill my heart with courage. Lend me your strength.
Guide me to do what is just and good.
Make me worthy amongst this gathering of heroes
that the world has never seen before,
nor likely ever to see again.
Worthy of the princes' trust and love. I was nothing before I met them.
They've filled me with a sense of purpose I never imagined possible.
He has shown me what I could be.
The truth of what I am.
Make me worthy of their trust, their love.
I ask for your blessing, Father.
Hanuman.
Hanuman?
I've never been in a battle before, Hanuman.
Will it be as bad as they say?
I'm afraid too, Nil.
Afraid I'll let you down.
You, King Sugreev, the princes.
But...
you're Hanuman. You're our greatest hero.
A legend.
A legend?
That's what I'm afraid of the most.
How can anyone live up to being a legend?
You'll do your best.
That's all anyone expects of you.
The gods have knelt at my feet. My son Indrajit brought Indra to me,
bound in these chains. Humbled, along with the other gods.
Many of you, standing before me now, were with me then
when we tore down the gates of Heaven
and the golden halls of the devas
echoed with our footsteps!
See the dark clouds above us?
That is fear. The devas tremble even now at the sight of us.
Too long have we lived in peace and comfort.
That is against our nature.
We should be grateful
the mob of vaanars have come to Lanka.
Their presence reminds us of what we truly are.
Monsters!
Fear incarnate!
We're terror!
Open the gates.
Now's not the time for a lie down, Nil!
What... what's going on? I can't see anything!
Here, let me help you up.
Just tell me what's happening, Angad.
Where's my brother?
What's happening? The rakshasas are starting to flee toward the gates!
We're winning, Nil!
We're... winning?
How?
The princes. They are masters of the battlefield.
Wherever they cast their weapons,
the rakshasas are swept away like leaves in the wind.
Whole battalions have been turned to ash by the princes' fiery arrows.
Yes! Smash the rakshasas! Let none escape!
Where are the princes?
They are everywhere, Nil!
For Ravan, there is no escape.
The battle is all but--
What was that?
I don't know.
There's something in the clouds. Can you--
Angad!
Someone help me!
Run! Run if you want to live!
Help me. Angad's hurt.
Leave him! Save yourself!
He's coming.
He's coming for us all.
We're all going to die.
Who? Who's coming?
Him.
Indrajit.
Here. Get him to safety. I need to go back.
Go back? Come with me!
I need to warn the princes.
Come back! Save yourself!
Nil, look out!
Get out of here, Nil.
The princes. Where are they?
This way. Stay behind me.
Are you hurt?
I don't see him.
Indrajit is a master of illusion.
He has cloaked himself in invisibility.
The coward. He dare not face us openly.
I will make him regret his cowardice!
Where?
There... by that tree.
I thought I saw...
What is it?
Foul magic. Indrajit deals in nothing else.
We must hurry.
Brother!
We did it. He threw everything at us and yet he failed.
But where is he?
Wait.
Listen.
Do you hear...
Brother!
I won't let another of these vile arrows touch you.
Face me, Indrajit!
Impossible!
No one could survive this.
How are you still standing?
I...
hear you now.
I'm... I'm coming for you.
I still have one arrow left.
Take your shot, Demon Prince.
Then it's my turn.
No!
You're not human.
You can't be.
But even you won't survive this.
Help Lakshman...
Help my brother.
I am sorry.
I...
No!
We are too late.
No.
We can't be.
Too late, Hanuman.
Allow him in.
How went the battle, my son?
As expected.
The vaanars were no match for us.
And the two exiles?
The exiles…
Those forest dwellers are dead.