Mahabharat

I give my word!

Fall to the feet of Draupadi and beg for forgiveness

and the Pandavas shall consider even that as a penance.

Could you do so much, Prince?

Pardon me, Krishna!

Crime, forgiveness, punishment, war...

All these talks are futile.

If you indeed wish to avoid this great battle

put forth a proposal that seems reasonable.

But can you make your friend

comply to it, King of Anga?

I can request my friend.

I cannot order him.

When a dog riding an elephant barks at the king of the forest

the elephant is the one who is blamed

for supporting the dog with its capability.

In fact, it is your ability

that is the base of the Prince's tyranny.

It is my suggestion to you

that you give up your alliance to the Prince.

Only that shall make up for your sins

and grant a new leash of life to your friend.

I have faith in your virtue.

And my faith is my virtue, Krishna.

Rather than betraying my friend

I would choose to die.

I respect you, King of Anga!

So I shall make

a final effort.

No forgiveness, no punishment.

No kingdoms, no wealth.

Give the Pandavas free reign over five towns, Your Majesty.

Just five towns!

Friend!

I find this proposal by Krishna acceptable.

This is deceit, King of Anga.

This is deceit.

Krishna wants to get the Pandavas

freedom to rule

by getting them five towns.

After attaining the freedom to rule

the sons of Pandu can challenge us for battle.

Therefore, Krishna

under any circumstances

wants to pit the hundred sons of King Dhfltarashtra

against the five Pandavas

in the battlefield.

Without any help from Grandsire Bheeshma

and Grandmaster Drona.

King of Gandhar.

If the sons of Dhritarashtra are faced with the Pandavas

I shall stand at the forefront as their shield.

I approve of this peace proposal only to avoid this great war.

Not to protect myself.

The Pandavas are giving up authority for peace.

You could at least give up arrogance, Duryodhan.

Prince.

Krishna speaks wisely.

Accept to the proposal of five towns.

King Dhritarashtra, the right is yours!

Please accept it.

Grant the sons of Pandu free reign over five towns.

Duryodhan, my son.

Accept this peace proposal, my lad.

Liberate the entire clan

from the gravity of this battle, son.

Spare your parents from this pain, son.

Five towns!

Shall I concede my defeat by giving up five towns?

Shall I accept

that I fear those Pandavas?

- No! - Father

if a stone is thrown at a dog and a lion

the dog barks at the stone

and the lion

roars at the ones who threw it!

Will I ever be afraid of the thought of war?

Will I?

- Impossible! - No, son...

And this isn't a question of wealth or authority.