The Dreams Of Tipu Sultan

TIPU: And a defeated General! Poornaiya, you are a Brahman.
You ride a horse and lead a battalion, but you think like a pedant.
You do not understand a soldier. This man Cornwallis - he led
the English armies in the Americas and he lost the war! To a
farmer called Washington! And his Government sends him to India -

POORNAIYA: Let's pray that he understands Peace, Your Majesty.

TIPU: He understands nothing but the ignominy of defeat,
of surrender. Can't you imagine the whispers, the sly smiles,
the nudges that must have greeted the Lord in London? Even
if no slights were intended, he would have imagined them. He
must, if he is a soldier!! Can't you see him tossing and turning
in bed, thinking only if refurbishing his honour? And he
knows - and I know - that to get the stain off his reputation he
needs to vanquish one man in India - only one - Tipu Sultan!