All language subtitles for His.Dark.Materials.S03E05.WEB

ROGER: Lyra.

LYRA: When I was asleep, Roger spoke
to me. You have to help me.

Will, I think we should go there.

Go where?
To the land of the dead.

This is it!

PAN: Lyra, wait!

You will deliver my message
to Metatron.

SCREAMING

I...am...

..here!

SCREAMING CONTINUES

Tell the cardinal
that Mrs Coulter is back.

All that matters is the child.
My...child.

Eden fell when Eve was tempted.

Somewhere out there
is a tempter, a serpent.

Ngau.

What are we working on here?

MACPHAIL: You are quite sure
the bomb will find the girl?

DR COOPER: There are
codes within us.

We use these
to aim this device.

The hair will want to be made whole.

ROKE: You came here
to protect her, but instead

gave them the fuse to a bomb.

I never got a chance
to say goodbye to Roger.

PAN: It's not too late
to turn around.

You were on my side.

I thought I was by your side.

I don't know how you took
the hair from us.

We still have enough left

to kill Lyra Belacqua.

You will be the bullet
when we sever your daemon.

No passage. Not for him.
But he is me.

If you come, he must stay.

I can't betray Roger.

You've chosen Roger over me.

But I have to do this.

SHE SCREAMS

MARY: What are you?

THE CAVE: Angels.

You must play the serpent.

You have been preparing
for this

as long as you have lived.

Save the girl...

..and the boy.

SHE SIGHS

Froom.

What am I doing?

I'm following a talking elephant.

Wow.

Seriously?

TRUMPETING

SQUAWKING

TRUMPETS

That's you.

Atal.

Mary.

There must be a reason
why I'm here, don't you think, Atal?

These are from the trees?

They're very...oily.

Nguli. Sraf.

SHE PRACTISES WORDS SOFTLY

Pi mu...

DISTANT TRUMPETING

Chuh huhn.

May-may.

Maeri.

I've heard you and the others
talk about Sraf.

What is Sraf?

Chuni? Sleep?

Maya? Maya chuni nala?

I've been seeing more
dead seedpods around.

Don't you need the oil they produce?

Mughe mea na mia...

Um...

...to learn...

Chikkella mughe rere ni xuap e?

Rere ni, xua mu ia
ni Sraf e chikkella nala.

Maeri, ku lu xua na umi tattin
mae ech.

What does it feel like
being this far away from him?

From Pan?

It's like an iron hand
is gripped round my heart

and is yanking it out
between my ribs.

And it's mental, too, right?

As if some private, secret thing
has been dragged out into the open?

Yeah.

You know, you always said
I must have a daemon,

and I never believed you.

Now it feels like
I've known her my whole life.

Maybe she's with Pan now.

Hey. We're going to get back
to our daemons.

I know we are.

We've got the knife.

And we've got each other.

And for some reason, I trust you.

How much longer?

As long as it needs to take.

Time does as it pleases
down here.

Don't be scared now.

I'm not scared.
HE CHUCKLES

I've had warriors and assassins
and war generals on this boat

all telling me the same.

None's come back.

Apologies, ladies and gentlemen.

Well, best of luck to you.

You're just going to
leave us here?

Well, I can't go beyond
this point, I'm afraid.

Thank you.

Wait.

If my daemon's still at the jetty,

can you give him a message?

I can tell you now, he won't be.

How do we know where...

No turning back, I guess.

No turning back.

I've told you I'm not eating your
putrid food

and if you try to force me,
I'll bite your fingers off.

Huh! I don't doubt for a second
that you would.

I thought you'd scuttled
back to Asriel

with news of my humiliation.

As much as he might enjoy
this humiliation,

I don't believe Asriel
wants you dead.

And neither do I.

Dr Cooper is readying the bomb.

I've got enough poison to fell
the guards outside this cell,

but no more than that.

How does she seem? Dr Cooper?

Frightened.

It seems to me
she's acting against her will.

We stay here.

The bomb is ready.

Lyra's hair is in a chamber
inside its body.

They intend to sever you
from your daemon.

Good.

It's not made of rock.

It's made of people's things.

Lyra...

The dead.

WHISPERING

Are you alive?

Yeah.

We're visitors.

WOMAN: You shouldn't have come
to this place.

Go back while you still can.

Why were you guys hiding? They don't
like it if we talk to each other.

Who don't?
CREAKING

SNARLING
WHISPERS: They're listening.

SNARLS REVERBERATE

I need your help.

I'm looking for someone.

Roger Parslow.

I must warn you,

he might not want
to see you.

Do you come from a world
with daemons?

Yeah.

My daemon's name is Pan.

Mine was called Sandling.

He used to think he'd be a bird...

...but I hoped he wouldn't,
cos I liked him all furry.

My Castor used to curl up
in my hand and go to sleep.

CHILD: Mine was called Matapan.

LOUD SCREECHING

Hey.

Please, could you help us?

Maybe.

Be careful.

They will attract attention.

To touch another's daemon
is forbidden, is it not?

How dare you enter unannounced?

Do I have to remind you
to whom it is you answer?

I answer to the Authority.

Get out of my sight and never
question me again.

They must have been here
a long time.

Does everyone who comes here
end up like this?

Are you looking for someone, too?

I'm just asking.

When I first came here,
I was looking for someone.

My sister.

You never found her?

I gave up pretty quickly.

REVERBERATING SNARLING

RASPING WHISPER: You left your
sister all alone...

I have to go back.

Wait, no, we need you.
I'm sorry.

ROGER: Lyra...

WHISPER: Lyra...

Hello?

ROGER: Lyra.

RASPING WHISPER: Lyra...

Will?

Will?
PAN: Lyra!

EERIE VOICE: Lyra...

Pan.

Pan! You shouldn't be here.

PAN: It's what you wanted.

How did you...

Lyra!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Where'd you go?

PAN: You left me on
the jetty to die.

Don't say that. You know why
I had to do it.

I've always known deep down
how selfish you are.

You really believe
you're here for Roger?

You already killed him.

You came here for you.

To soothe your guilt.

To play the hero.

This isn't real. You're not real.

Will!

SCREAMING: Will!

Lyra!

Whatever it was saying,
it wasn't true.

You're a good person.

This place is horrible.

This can't be it, can it?

Surely there has to be
some other place.

This can't be where we
all go...forever.

Roger.

Roger!

Roger?

Roger?

WHISPERS: Roger.

It's me.

I know.

Roger bloody Parslow.

It's your best friend.

You came.

You needed me.

I've changed...

..so much.

You've changed, too.

I missed you.

I'm so sorry...

..about everything.

I should have let you go
with the Gyptians and the kids.

I shouldn't have taken you
to Asriel.

If I'd have let you go,
you wouldn't be here, would you?

You'd be...
It wasn't your fault.

I wanted to go with you.

I do wish things were different.

I'm Will.

Roger, you can't stay here.

Look, I'm going to break you
all out of here, I mean it.

That's not possible.

It is.

It has to be.

I mean, what they're making you
endure here, it's...it's not right.

Look...

..when you didn't come...

..I lost all hope...

..forever.

I'm sorry.

Please. It can be us together again.

You and me again. Stop it!

You think I want to go back
to the real world?

Like this?

Lyra...
There's nothing you can say.

Look, we can still help him!

But he's right.

We don't know what will happen
to him if we leave.

It's a terrible idea.

Look, you said this place
was awful, right?

That no-one should be here.
It's like a prison.

It's worse than a prison.

So you're just going to give up
on him?

Don't stop following your instincts.

We have to try.
You promised Pan.

Make a window.

Where to?
Anywhere.

We need to get out of here.

I'll drag Roger through
if I have to.

OK.

METALLIC CLANK

SCRAPING

Hmm.

SCRAPING

What?

What's the matter?
It's not working.

I can only feel rock.

RASPING WHISPER: What
kind of knife-bearer

cannot use his own knife?

One led by an ignorant child.

LOW GROWLING

What kind of son abandons
his own mother?

We shall send her nightmares.

We shall scream at her
in her sleep.

You have destroyed the lives
of everyone you've ever cared for.

You've come here for you,

to feel special.

If only Will had never met you.

SNARLING

Listen to what I'm saying.

ECHOING: Listen to me.
Listen to me.

Listen... Listen!

SHOUTS: No!

RASPING SCREECHES

Hey. They're gone.

How?

I just believed I could.

I thought about us and...

..everything we've been through.

I didn't let them get into my head.

The knife doesn't work here cos
we're too low down.

We need to find higher ground.

GOMEZ: Your Grace.

Please.

I've thought of something
to show my contrition.

By his mercy and your brilliance,

evil will be struck down.

But what of the serpent?

Fra Pavel has deduced that
she's in another world.

Who knows what depravity
she is capable of?

What if I was to
track her down?

Let me do it, I beg of you.

I will allow you this task
for your penance.

Father President, sir, it will be
the honour of my life.

Mm.

I will repay your faith.

Mughe.

Dgela.

Ni.

Dg-ni.

I need a lens.

Got it!

It's Dust.

Sraf is Dust.

Dgena xua na ia ni mia.

Nungill tamu ia ki.

It's leaving.

Atal...

..hurun.

Xuapuli u hurun,

mea na iru ma dgila.

Xua na au mai kana ni mea u.

Nguli mu augh i.

Ng chau chetu kun.

What do you remember about Jordan?

You remember it, don't you?

Jordan's gone.

It can't be.

I can see it perfectly.

Every nook, every cranny,
every secret passageway.

We know that place like the back
of our hands.

Do you remember that time we snuck
into the wine cellar?

We got covered in cobwebs
and dust.

I don't even know
how we got in there.

ECHOING: Lyra, will you wait?!

We had the porter's key.

We did.

We found that ancient bottle
of Tokay.

It smelt horrible.

It tasted horrible, too.

We couldn't stop laughing for hours.

Wouldn't have got away with that if
we had parents, would we?

No.
BOTH LAUGH

And the roof?

The roof...

It was so high up there.

Remember that rook with
the broken leg?

Yeah. We nursed it back to life.

Lyra...

They want to listen.

MURMURING

My name is Lyra.

I came here looking
for my friend.

His death was unfair, so I thought
he shouldn't be here.

What I didn't realise is that
none of you should be here.

This isn't life after death,
this is a prison camp.

Hi, guys. I'm Will.

I have a knife that can
cut through worlds.

If you follow us, I'm hoping that
I can use it

to get you guys out of here.
DISTANT SCREECHES

I can't make you any promises,
but I'll try.

I know you're afraid,
but we can get out of here.

What'll happen to us if we leave?

I don't know. You don't know

if I will or won't be
able to see my son again?

We can't know until it happens.

I'm not going to lie or pretend.
DISTANT SCREECHING

But in here, it's just thoughts.

Out there, real things matter.

HARPIES SNARL

You think those creatures will just
allow us to leave?

When we were alive,
they told us that when we died,

we'd go to heaven.

That's why so many of us
gave our lives

and spent years in prayer
and silence,

while all the joy of life
went to waste around us.

I don't care what happens
to us when we leave.

Anything is better than this.

SCREECHING

HARPY: There she is!

The girl!

Lyra...

Lyra.

What were you saying before?

Those stories, what were they?

They were about the outside world.

Do you remember your life before?

Everything slips away.

Will you tell us some stories,
so we can remember too?

Real things.

LOW SNARLING

OK.

So, I used to live in this place
called Jordan College with Roger.

It had these beautiful buildings
and these really high towers,

which looked like they
could almost touch the sky.

It had amazing hiding places.

We used to race. Through
the kitchen, down the stairs,

back onto the roof...

I won every time. No, she didn't.

You cheated every time.

What else?

Then I met Will.

He made me an omelette.
I didn't know what one was,

so I thought I'd make him one
in return.

Which was funny
because she left the shells in.

And Iorek. The armoured bear.

He has claws the size of your hand.

Magnificent.

When I first met him,
he'd lost his armour.

But thanks to the alethiometer,
we managed to get it back.

We went to the palace of the bears
in Svalbard and took on...

VOICE FADES

Is this really how things
are to end between you and I?

What do you think will happen
after this?

Do you really believe that
things are going to get better?

Dr Cooper, these are not the wishes
of the Authority, you know that.

These are the wishes
of a weak and dangerous man.

And if he is prepared to kill me,
think what he might do to you.

When we created
this technology together,

you believed you were doing
the right thing.

We all did.

But we were wrong.

This has to stop.

DOOR OPENS

I can scarcely believe this day has
arrived, Dr Cooper.

You do not understand
this technology, Hugh.

You are simply going
to blow up the Magisterium

and everyone in it.

Quite the contrary.

Our conception is elegantly simple.

The separation of
human and daemon...

Do not explain my own
technology to me.

It has evolved somewhat since
your original design.

Our bomb is equipped with
a guidance mechanism.

We will use the lock of
your daughter's hair to locate her

and to destroy her on the spot.

All in a moment.

It is a thing of
divine precision and power,

such an exquisite example of
the Authority's design.

Such beauty in its order.

You have lost your mind.

You're sick!

I urge you not to struggle.

Go willingly,

and this could be
your redemption.

You truly think that?

That he ordained all this?

The Authority has not
forsaken you, Marisa.

You still have time to repent.

Let me give you
your final blessing.

Keep...

..your hands off me.

There's too much blood on them
for that.

Initiate the process.

DISTANT: Through Iorek, we also met
my friend Lee, the aeronaut.

I remember the first time
I went up in his balloon.

It was so high up there, the
wind was pushing against my skin.

If you looked over the edge,
you would feel dizzy,

but you felt safe
with Mr Scoresby.

He's the first grown-up
I ever trusted.

Your stories have made us
feel alive again.

I remember now what it was
to have warm flesh and senses.

I will come with you.

We...we will come with you.

LOUD SCREECHING

HARPY SNARLS

IT SCREECHES

GROWLING

Go on.

Make a ghost of me.

GROWLS

What's your name?

You must have one.

No name.

IT SCREECHES

Let's go.

And keep your stories in mind.

I don't think they can hurt us
if we hold on to what's real.

MURMURING

LEE: Pardon me. Excuse me.
Coming through.

Lyra?

Lyra!

You're alive.

You're alive!

Oh, kid, you really had me there.

Lee...
You...

Yeah. It's not as bad as it seems.

How did you...?

Some excited rifleman got lucky.

It was over before it started,
I promise.

It's fine. We're together now.

Only for a little while.

You don't belong here.

And the word is out -

some crazy kid's got a plan
to break us out of here.

This is my friend Will. This is Lee.

Balloon driver.

Good to see you, kid.

Will's going to get us out of here.

With this, I hope.

You found the knife-bearer.

You beat the shaman to it.

Lyra Silvertongue, just when
I thought

you couldn't blow my little mind
enough times...

We're looking for a higher
place so I can cut out of here.

You go on ahead. There's some
stragglers in the back.

I'll round them up for you.
I'll catch up.

All right, folks, follow the lady!

Follow the kid with the knife, yeah.

You guys want to get out of here?

You want to see the sky again?

Let's go. Go that way.

Follow the kid with the knife!
Let's go!

On your knees
before the Authority, Alarbus.

I have come with news, Regent.

What news do you presume
could be of interest to me?

I was captured.

By humans.

The mortal Lord Asriel has
formed a republic.

He is harnessing technology...

..to challenge you.

Go on.

They are able
to manipulate Dust.

And Asriel spoke of
a new knife-bearer.

That knife is of no consequence
to me.

The bearer is a boy.

He has not been corrupted
by the knife's power,

like the bearers before him.

Then...

..perhaps it's time to send
these mortals...

..a warning.

MACHINE BUZZES

PINGING

You can keep spewing your doctrine
to justify killing a child,

but it won't change anything.

You're worshipping a lie!

If she had only stayed with us

and given her life to the Authority,
as she once intended,

she would now be on the path
to the Kingdom.

METALLIC PING
Ah! Ow!

HUMMING

You and others like you will never
be free!

..through a veil
of corruption and tears...

The Magisterium is an institution
that fears

what it does not understand.

..the stain of this child...

And it turns on its own.

BUZZING

Be swift in your sweet wrath.

Be mighty in your vengeance.

HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING

ALARM BLARES

ALARM STOPS

I will not...

..be a part of this.

FLUTTERING

Are you obstructing me, Dr Cooper?

I will not hurt her.

No!

No!

HE GAGS

HE SCREAMS

BEEPING

SHE GRUNTS

GOLDEN MONKEY SCREECHES

BEEPING

WHISPERS: Lyra...

ALARM BLARES

O Authority, saviour of
this Earth...

..shine your perpetual
light upon us.

Why isn't it working?

Her key! The key!

SHE PANTS

METATRON: You think Dust can make
you gods.

Let us see how you fare without it.

HIGH-PITCHED RINGING

RAPID BEEPING

WHOOSHING

INAUDIBLE

LOUD RUMBLING