:09:00
The honour of the Mughals is too proud
to be weighed against love of a maid
:09:08
Our India is not your heart,
to be ruled by a slave-girl
:09:13
And my heart is not your India,
for you to rule
:09:18
We have no claim over your heart,
but we have a claim over you
:09:23
You are our son
:09:26
This, I am your son
:09:28
But in making me suffer...
:09:32
have you forgotten that
I am a part of your body?
:09:37
No, Salim!
:09:41
You are the blossom of our countless
prayers, the only asset of our life
:09:49
But do not stir a mother's love in
order to tamper with royal customs
:09:57
Do not drag us beyond duty
with the chains of your love
:10:03
Remember our responsibilities
and your status
:10:07
Do not allow disrepute to eclipse
your greatness
:10:13
Forget Anarkali
:10:18
For the sake of my milk
that nourished you
:10:21
You ask me to pay the price
for your milk
:10:25
No, Salim!
:10:31
Tour milk became blood
that flows in my veins
:10:35
If you command, I will shed it at your
feet, but ask not for interest on it
:10:40
Son, what you are saying,
you do not understand
:10:45
I understand fully. Keep your precious
India, give me Anarkali I beg of you
:10:54
I beg charity from Queen Jodha and
from The Kingdom of Emperor Akbar