Go
and find that horse!
How will we kill that horse?
It has the protection of the deities.
Don't you remember
the plight of Prabandhasura?
[sweeping music playing]
I will soon find a solution.
Please go and find that horse
before Lakshmana does!
Go on!
[flapping]
Thanks for waiting, Prince.
Please don't mistake it for my patience.
I'm simply following my brother's command.
I'm quiet only because of my brother.
He doesn't want any bloodshed
in the search for the horse.
I'll find those disciples without your help.
[dramatic music playing]
"Hail Hanuman."
[Hanuman Chalisa playing]
What do you want in exchange for your help?
Please answer.
'Hanuman! Great!'
'I'm completely safe in his arms.'
'Hail Siyaram!'
'Oh! This child is awake.'
You still haven't told us
what you want in return for your help.
Don't both of you sing that song anymore?
- What? - What?
The story of Rama!
[mellow music playing]
You had mesmerised everyone.
Will you please sing it again for me?
No way.
Our faith and devotion
to Lord Shri Rama and Mother Sita is unshakeable.
So, until we get the answers to our questions,
we won't sing Rama's story.
[devotional music playing]
[eerie music plays]
[suspenseful music playing]
[theme song playing]
[theme song continues playing]
We want to question him.
We couldn't question just one person,
so we decided to search for Mother Sita.
Your search will soon end.
We'll sing the Rama's story after that.
'I'm feeling great.'
'Hanuman is carrying me on his head.'
'I feel delighted.'
'Hanuman, please don't lay me down.'
'It felt so amazing.'
[ghosts howling]
An artist is obstinate about their art.
In addition to the art, they're obstinate about their principles.
'Save me! Please save me!'
Save me! Save me!
[ghosts howling]
[thudding]
It's food!
He is our food!
[ghosts chortling]
Save me! No!
[dramatic music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
I have a feeling
that my brother Shatrughna is in the vicinity.
I also know that he is safe.
How could two artist disciples
harm the valorous Shatrughna?
Prince, since we came here,
the doors of only one hut are open.
A pile of hay was kept outside it.
However, it vanished after a while.
Somebody must be out there.
Where is that place?
Over there.
[suspenseful music playing]
A pile of fodder is kept there.
It is meant for a horse.
If it weren't for Rama's command, I'd...
He is the one who brought fodder for the fourth time.
[ghosts chortling]
Somkaran! Somkaran!
Hanuman, you were supposed to help us.
Kush, we must act.
No. I'm here to protect you both.
It's my test.
Let me take the test.
[ghosts chortling]
Hail Shri Rama!
[Hanuman Ashtak playing]
[ghosts jeering]
- [thunder rumbling] - [earth shuddering]
These boys are with me.
"Hanuman! Hanuman!"
Hail Shri Rama!
"Valorous Lord Hanuman!"
Thank you, Hanuman.
You saved me.
[amusing music playing]
I wasn't scared though.
I just wanted to witness
how you shoo them away.
You put on a great display of power.
Now you must have realised
that it's not right to leave him alone.
[mellow music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
Shh!
Please don't make a sound.
If they learn that we are here,
they will move Shatrughna.
[suspenseful music playing]
Impossible.
A huge pile of grass was kept here just a few moments ago.
It disappeared so soon.
It's surely fodder for a horse.
But why can't I see a horse here?
My friend, is he searching for a horse or Prince Shatrughna?
Shh!
[suspenseful music playing]
- Minister Sumantra. - Yes, Your Majesty.
All the gurukuls must start teaching immediately.
Students shouldn't suffer due to the delay in the Ashvamedha Yajna.
Okay.
Rama!
[dramatic music playing]
What is it, Bharata?
Is everything all right?
No, Rama.
Uh, Shatrughna...
[suspenseful music playing]
Shatrughna!
Shatrughna.
[dramatic music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
Rama, look. This is Shatrughna's seat.
It's a bad omen.
How did this happen, Bharata?
It happened when the servants were extinguishing the lamps.
[dramatic music playing]
Even if something untoward occurs,
it can't harm our Shatrughna.
Hanuman and Lakshmana went in search of him.
Rama, I sent a messenger to Lakshmana,
but I didn't receive any information.
I feel restless.
I'll continue to feel this way
until I check on him myself.
Please allow me to go.
Nature never gives a straight answer.
Your Majesty, it gives us signals
and hints to convey the truth.
I understand, acharya.
Those disciples
can't hurt Lakshmana or Shatrughna.
They could have harmed an unconscious Shatrughna
after using the Sammohan Astra.
But they went back.
I'm sure it happened due to some reason.
Rama, this incident is even more serious than that.
I don't want my younger brother to stress out.
Bharata, you may leave at dawn
tomorrow.
As you say, Rama.
[suspenseful music playing]
These are Shatrughna's crown and bow.
This means I was rightly suspicious.
Those two disciples have hidden Shatrughna somewhere.
Let's go inside.
Maybe we'll find a way
to bring them back to life and end the menace of pretas.
Let me open the door.
- [blowing air] - [bell clanging]
"Hail Hanuman!"
Hanuman,
we know you're powerful.
However, Sage Agastya entrusted us with this responsibility,
so please let us fulfil it.
I was just trying to help...
Please help us find Mother Sita.
Don't try to make things easy for us.
As you say, disciple.
Please keep a watch
outside the door.
- But... - Don't make excuses.
Just stay here and keep a watch.
This is our King Luv's command.
[dramatic music playing]
[suspenseful music playing]
Huh.
Who visited this place?
[dramatic music playing]
[dramatic music fades out]
[suspenseful music playing]
Prince,
how come you are here?
First, tell me
why this is here.
[dramatic music playing]
I know for sure
that my brother is in the vicinity.
Now you must tell me
where he has been hidden.
Prince, please don't compel me to commit treason.
I won't be able to endure a false accusation.
I'm left with just one option now.
Take my blow!
[sweeping music playing]
It's not just about the horse anymore.
It's also about my brother,
Prince Shatrughna!
So, please don't test my patience!
Get ready to tell me the truth, or else...
I'm ready. You may kill me.
[dramatic music playing]
It's nice to see
that the seed of decorum sown by the Ikshvaku dynasty in Kosala kingdom
is bearing fruit in the form of loyalty to the king.
However, please listen
to me carefully.
Either you'll tell the truth today
or I'll be forced to kill
you as well as
those two disciples!
They won't be able to confront me even for two seconds during a war!
Your new king will be defeated!
[thunder rumbling]