Bajirao Mastani Page #2

is going to help another.

How far is Bundelkhand from here?

It's a five day march.

We shall get there in two...

That's impossible.

Let the enemy think that way...

Bajirao's fame is carried

by his speed, Mastani...

Let's go!

Final warning...

"surrender by daybreak or face

dire consequences" - Mohammad Bangash.

No word of help from the Peshwa.

That leaves us only two choices...

Surrender or martyrdom!

MARTYRDOM!!

Ruhani Begum! What's going on?

My king, if enemy

breaches the fort walls...

The women shall surrender to

this fire, to safeguard our dignity!

My king!

I see torchlights

coming in from the East!!

That must be Mastani

arriving with help.

General! An army approaches

from beyond those hills.

Swerve the cannons!

We've been tricked! About-face...

Head back!

There is no army here...

It's just cattle!

We have managed to trick them!

Their cannons have been swerved.

Mastani, reach inside the fort through

the secret tunnel...

And signal me once inside.

We'll be ready for attack.

Mastani!

The Maratha army is here, father.

Bundelkhand is forever indebted to you...

There is no debt in duty, father.

Go ahead and declare war,

I'll signal the Peshwa.

(War Cry)

Attack!

Congratulations on

your victory, Peshwa.

I wish you and Mastani the same.

How is she now?

Wounded, yet grateful.

I don't know how

I can repay this debt.

I seek no reward, dear King...

All I ask for, is the permission to

bid farewell. I must reach Siraunja.

I won't hear of it!

You must celebrate this Holi

(festival of colours) with us!

My lady, it appears you've truly

been playing Holi...

And with none

other than the Peshwa.

He carried you here in his arms,

wounded and unconscious...

But even in that state you were

entwined with him as though one body.

Congratulations on this

victorious morning, My Lady.

I would like a few moments alone

with Mastani Saheba.

Leave us...

These are my personal chambers,

Peshwa... Not your battleground.

One needs my permission to leave.

I said... No one leaves without

my permission.

Besides, it could be dangerous being

alone with you.

Is that so!

Do you not trust me, My Lady?

I'm afraid it's myself I don't trust.

My Rajput blood could make me

avenge your assault.

You have every right.

I owe you my life.

I owe you my homeland.

I would give even

my life for you, Mastani.

It appears this account must be

settled in private after all!

You deserve to be praised,

Mastani Saheba...

My sword has never spared

a foe on the battlefield...

but somehow you escaped its wrath.

I believe your wound is deep.

Let me see it.

Rajputs do not make

a show of their wounds.

To others,

this may be a battle scar...

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